Date: 2/1/06 Location: Alahambra Dinner Saloon Larry Milligan: And welcome to another action packed Domestic Disturbance. Rick Malone: I’ve seen more action from a retirement home on bingo night. Larry Milligan: Are you always this negative? Rick Malone: Its just you. Larry lets out a slight gasp of frustration. Larry Milligan: We have a great show for you tonight, Vin Halsted is in action tonight defending his Southern Title against new comer Anuniaq. Rick Malone: He may have won the battle royal but I don’t know how he intends to defeat Halsted. Larry Milligan: Also Riven is in action once again… Rick Malone: Against your favorite, Chris Chaos. Larry Milligan: This week we start things off a little bit differently…last week the SWA Tag Team champions were fired and president Adam Johnson instantly started a tag team tournament tonight we have that tournament that took place right after last weeks Domestic Disturbance. The 72’ flat screen T.V. that SWA uses as a makeshift titantron comes to life. Stacey Alexis stands in the ring located in the middle of the University of Louisiana Lafayette campus. Stacey Alexis: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the first… Rick Malone: And only. Stacey Alexis: …round of the SWA Tag Team tournament. “Hurt” by Johnny Cash kicks on and the fans erupt as Jacob V. Joyner comes from behind the black curtain and begins making his way to the ring. Stacey Alexis: Introducing first, from Aurora, Colorado…. Jacob V. Joyner! He steps into the ring, goes to a corner and simply waits for the match to begin. “Highway to Hell” by Ac/Dc blares all around the Pa system, as a tall man re adjusting his gloves walks down to the ring. He holds a Sledge Hammer in one hand, swinging it around occasionally. Reigns then stops halfway down the ramp and lights start to flicker. As the lights stop flickering Reigns stands with the sledgehammer lying against his shoulder. Stacey Alexis: And his tag team partner…. joining us all the way from Argentina…Chris “The Legendary” Reigns! Reigns continues to walk and as he gets to the ring, he leans the sledgehammer against the steel steps, and enters the ring, by climbing over the top rope. Reigns then walks around the ring, and gets in the refs face arguing with the ref, before the match even starts. Larry Milligan: What the hell is he doing? Rick Malone: Never question the legend. Stacey Alexis: And their opponents, hailing from Canada and North Carolina, respectively…. the team of Kyle Roberts and Rex Caliber…. the Canadian Horsemen!! “More Human than Human” by the Executiners plays as Rex Caliber and Kyle Roberts walk out. Rex and Kyle give quick cold glances to the fans, relatively unentertained, on their way to the ring. When they enter the ring Kyle hops up on the turnbuckle and taunts the crowd while Rex goes to the far corner and takes a small bottle out of his boot, which contains blood. He then writes his opponents name in the mat, and then puts an X through it. Still arguing with the ref, Reigns is given a double axe handle by Roberts. Roberts turns him around and smashes a right across his jaw and then lays him back into the ropes and shoots him across the ring. Kyle bends over and sends Reigns high into the air with a back body drop. Reigns is quickly back up and goes for a closeline but Kyle catches it and give him a t-bone suplex and a two count. Kyle pulls him up by his hair and gives him a right to the forehead and knocks him down. Kyle tags Rex and the two give him a double closeline. Rex stomps on the downed man and then lifts him for a snap suplex. The dazed Reigns is lifted and then dropped back down by dopkick to the chest, leaving him breathless. Rex drags him over to the “Canadian’s” corner and tags Kyle. Kyle places a hard stomp to the forehead of Reigns busting his forehead open. Reigns lifts himself up and Kyle pushes him in the corner fallowing it up with a closeline. Roberts goes to argue with referee Jim Avant while Rex chokes Reigns from behind. Rick Malone: What a ploy! Rex lets go and Roberts goes over and grabs the head of Reigns who retaliates with a swift kick to the gut and turns him around in the turnbuckle. Reigns slams a fist into the jaw of Kyle before Irish whipping him into the opposite turnbuckle. Kyle lays there in wait until Reigns comes over and Kyle slams his head into the turnbuckle. Reigns staggers back and Roberts gives him a rolling pin with a bridge. 1… 2… Larry Milligan: Kick out by Reigns. Kyle drags the exhausted Reigns back to his team’s corner where he tags in Rex who climbs up top and hits a knee drop. Rick Malone: That’s going to leave a mark. Larry Milligan: ok, you have a one in four chance, what team will win the tag tournament? Rick Malone: I don’t care. I just hope that I am getting paid overtime. Rex lifts Reigns and drops him with a belly-to-belly suplex and goes for a pin. 1… 2… Larry Milligan: And again Reigns kicks out, I don’t know how much more he can take. Rex drops an elbow across the chest of Reigns and goes for another pin. 1… 2… Rex lifts Reigns and tags in Kyle who brings Reigns down via a swinging neckbreaker. He lifts Reigns who quickly swipes his eyes. He whips Roberts off the ropes and hits him with a closeline when he comes back. Reigns tags in Joyner. Joyner attacks by swooping in for a chop block. Roberts stumbles up but is quickly taken down with a spinning toehold. Kyle fires back with a chop as it does little to fade Joyner who headbutts him sending him staggering backwards. Roberts falls in the corner. Joyner heads over and without hesitation whips him to the opposite turnbuckle. Roberts spins out and Joyner stops right before he runs into the turnbuckle but beats Kyle to the draw and lays a hard left into his sternum. Using his body Joyner presses his weight against Kyle sandwiching him between the ropes and himself before catapulting Roberts to the opposite side. However Kyle reverses it and gives Joyner a kitchen sink. Joyner grabs his stomach in pain and Kyle helps lift him up only to give him a European uppercut. Kyle goes for a short closeline but Joyner catches him in a sleeper hold. Kyle drops to the matt resulting in a reverse jawbreaker. Larry Milligan: What a veteran move there by Roberts. Rick Malone: Of course he’s Canadian. Both men are down and the ref starts a ten count. 1… 2… 3… Larry Milligan: No movement from the two competitors in the ring. This match CAN’T end like this. Rick Malone: Look on the bright side; we won’t have to watch anymore of this horrific match. Joyner is the first to move but quickly falls back down. 4… Kyle rises to his feet to hobble over for a tag to Rex. Rex comes in and hits Joyner with a running stomp to keep him down. He lifts Joyner and gives him a quick European uppercut before whipping him off the ropes. Joyner flies back and receives a double spinebuster from Roberts and Caliber. Caliber rolls him up for the cover. 1… Reigns runs in but is closelined down while en route to save his partner. 2… Joyner kicks out and Caliber and Roberts take turns stomping away at Joyner until Avant forces Roberts out of the ring. Caliber lifts Joyner and whips him but Joyner reverses it. Caliber comes back and knocks Joyner down with a shoulder block. He bounces back off the rings and Joyner hits the ground. As Caliber comes back Joyner catches him with a rib breaker. Joyner helps him up and delivers a vertical suplex for the cover. 1… 2… Rex kicks out after a long two but not before raking the eyes of Joyner. Rex heads over to tag Kyle. Before tagging him Rex ducks and Kyle gets in an eye poke on Joyner. Temporarily blinded Joyner whirls around, only to receive a high angle cradle suplex by Rex. Rick Malone: This is over. 1… 2… Joyner kicks out much to the frustration of Rex. Rex goes to rest in the corner but Joyner quickly runs up and smashes a knee into his sternum. The two climb the turnbuckle together and Joyner goes for a superplex but Rex pushes him away and Joyner falls to the ground. Rex goes for an elbow drop but Joyner moves out of the way letting Caliber connect with the canvas. Caliber pops up and Joyner lays him back down with a ddt and he hooks his leg for the pin. 1… 2… Rex kicks out and catches an escaping Joyner in a rear chin lock. Joyner reaches his hands for the ropes but to no avail. The two men raise each other up. Joyner smashes an elbow in his face then stomps n his toe to get free, he spins around and throws Joyner in a t-bone suplex. Larry Milligan: Both men down. 1…. 2… 3… Both men get up but unfortunately Joyner walks into a fisherman’s suplex from Rex. Larry Milligan: They both need a tag here. Rick Malone: Whoever tags here could take it all. Rex makes it up and gives a tag to Kyle who comes in and gives a ddt to an emerging Joyner. 1… 2… Larry Milligan: How much more can Joyner take? Joyner gets up and gives a European uppercut but is returned with a flipping dropkick giving Kyle the time to tag in the fresh man. Caliber goes to work and places him in a one legged Boston crab and eventually reversing his own move into a Texas cloverleaf. Larry Milligan: The Nexus Cloverleaf! Joyner could tap. Joyner breaks the hold by making it to the ropes the catches Rex off guard with a small package but only a one count. He continues the assault with a back breaker. He goes to add Caliber in the Scorn but he hurriedly crawls away and tags in Roberts? Larry Milligan: And still Joyner isn’t tagging. Rick Malone: I always knew this guy had a few screws loose. Larry Milligan: Come on the guys a legend. Rick Malone: Legends usually have wins. Kyle rushes in but is quick to receive a leg drag and then is but into a leg hold. Joyner eventually lets go of his own hold and Kyle inches his way towards the ropes. Jounyer gets on the second and jumps down on Roberts’s ankle before putting him into a reverse Indian deathlock. Roberts screams in pain and Rex comes over and stomps on Joyner, releasing the hold. Larry Milligan: And Joyner still not making a tag. Rick Malone: Joyner is obviously thinking…I don’t know what the hell he’s thinking. Rex drags Kyle over to his corner while the ref checks on Joyner. Kyle tags Rex and he gets is the rings. Him and Joyner lock up but Caliber swipes his eyes and then gives him a hard right that propels him over to his corner. Thinking he’s coming to make a tag, Reigns tags himself in. He charges Rex and Rex charges him and catches him in a running STO. 1… 2… 3! Stunned, Joyner’s eyes open wide, he steps in the ring and stands over Reigns, shakes his head and walks away as the Canadian Horsemen celebrate. Stacey Alexis: Here are your winners and advancing in the tag team tournament Rex Caliber and Kyle Roberts…. The Canadian Horsemen! Larry Milligan: What a tough break for Jacob Joyner. The scene flashes to the kitchen...the head chef, Steve Peters, prepares a BLT, at least he tries, as seemingly every thing he tries to serve gets intercepted by either Barry Royal or Tony Makko. Royal grabs the Bacon Lettuce Tomato and takes a huge chomp out of it, handing it back to the disgruntled chef... Barry Royal: More bacon, less lettuce... Steve Peters: Why! You said you were done after the philly steak! You said... Tony Makko: Correction...I said I was done, Royal is still hungry. Barry Royal: I'm a growing boy man, what can I say? Royal reaches back and grabs a brat, and eats half of it, tossing it behind him, hitting a bus boy in the face... Barry Royal: Besides, what are you gonna do about it (reads name tag)....Steve.... Tony Makko puts a hand on Royal's chest... Tony Makko: Now now Barry, play nice with the locals... Royal gives the Chef another scowl, and grabs a turkey club, mumbling (im taking this), and walks out of the kitchen with Makko...The two men walk through the back halls, and come upon Sean Morgan, who has the week off. He is leaning against a wall in a pair of jeans and a black white sox shirt. He is having a friendly chat with one of the set managers... Sean Morgan: Please! Hogan was so overrated! The leg drop? I mean come on... Manager: Come on, he was an icon, a.... Makko and Royal stare at the two men... Manager: I gotta go....work..... The manager walks off...Morgan smiles at his protégé’s and embraces them both... Sean Morgan: So you like your chances in the tag team tournament? Tony Makko: Please, as if there is even a doubt whose got this… Sean Morgan: I hear yah; just remember what I taught you. Tony Makko: How's the week off treating yah.. Sean Morgan: meh, not to bad, been training Patrick alot for his CWA thing, he says hi, by the way, and wants Royal to know what a shitty job he's doing as Makko's new tag partner... Barry Royal (laughing) he would...hey man, what was that conversation all about... Sean Morgan: What? I was just talking to Frank... Tony Makko: You know his name? I mean you always taught us to never speak to the help, it'll make them think their your equal... Sean Morgan: Well, yeah, I told that to you guys.... Barry Royal: I mean you broke the cardinal rule of the Archangels, always keep and air of dominance, it will carry on in the ring... Sean Morgan: Listen...Those were rules for you two, and Patrick to fallow. When me and Buzzard set those rules, we had already established ourselves as mega stars of this business. I don't need to have an air of dominance, because my reputation and my record speak for themselves...(gets a little serious) don't talk too me about rules I made... Barry Royal: No man its cool...we were just saying... Tony Makko: Yeah, just wanted to see if the rules got changed or anything... Morgan stares at the two young stars and smiles... Sean Morgan: Im gonna grab a bite to eat...see ya around… Barry Royal: Just go in the kitchen man, Steve's a pussy.... Tony Makko: Might I recommend the steak. Morgan grins at his protégé’s and walks off. Royal looks at Makko with a confused look, which Makko ignores and walks down the hall. The T.V. turns to black again. Larry Milligan: A great tag team match and a interesting conversation between Sean Morgan and his protégés, Barry Royal and Tony Makko whose match will be shown later tonight. Rick Malone: Who would want to be a protégé of Sean Morgan? Larry Milligan: Now we officially set off the night with this singles match between newcomer Rachelle and long time SWA veteran Salvador Damage. Stacey Alexis: Already in the ring from Tempe, Arizona…. Rachelle…and her opponent for the night from San Diego, California…Salvador Damage!! Damages music plays but no one comes out. Confused Rachelle looks to Stacy who shrugs he shoulder. Out from behind comes a man who jumps in the ring and gives a quick school boy pin. 1… 2… Larry Milligan: Kickout. Rick Malone: Sal almost had it there. The two struggle up and charge each other; Sal gets in a closeline that almost beheads the woman. Rick Malone: Sal the woman beater, this is great. Sal lifts Rachelle and brings her back down with a hard right. He stomps on her a few times before running off the ropes and delivering a hard elbow to the chest of Rachelle. Sal picks up Rachel and then goes to yell at the crowd giving her enough time to recuperate. Rachelle kicks Sal in the gut and then lifts him for a suplex however; Sal reverses it and brings her down with a thunderous stalling brainbuster. Larry Milligan: Mary O’ Mother!! That could have snapped her neck. Rick Malone: Sals doing his job to clean filth from the street. Sal hooks her leg for the pin. 1… 2… Before the count of three he lifts her head stopping the count. Larry Milligan: Come on, you had this thing won fair and square. Again Sal goes for the pin but again he lifts her head and then gives a series of side mounted punches. He lifts her up; Rachelle has trouble standing and wobbles back and forth, Sal runs up and hits her with the Southside Hitter and goes for the pin. 1… 2… 3! Stacey Alexis: Here is your winner…Salvador Damage! Larry Milligan: What a dominating victory for Sal. The T.V. flickers back to life were we find SWA interviewer Paul Roberts waiting outside the referee locker room, looking damper as ever. After a few passing moments, the door opens, and out walks the newest SWA referee, David Strajk. Paul Roberts: Mr. Strajk, can I have a quick word? David Strajk: No problem. Shoot. Paul Roberts: Last week, on your first night in the SWA, you officiated the Domestic Disturbance Main Event. What were your thoughts going into this match? David Strajk: Well, in all honesty I was very nervous. I mean, I didn't know what to think. I was very happy and excited to be officiating my first match here, especially in the main event. But like I said, It was in fact the main event, and I wasn't fully convinced that I was ready for such a challenge. Paul Roberts: Do you think that due to your relative newness, that you officiated the match well? David Strajk: Listen, I'm not saying that I officiated a perfect match. In a situation with so many wrestlers in the ring at once, It's near impossible not to make a mistake. I will tell you this though, I officiated the match to the best of my abilities. Paul Roberts: Mr. Strajk, towards the end of the match, you were assaulted by one Chris Chaos, your thoughts... David Strajk: My thoughts? The man put his hands on an official, and has suffered no penatly for his actions! I came into the SWA with a lot of respect for Mike, but after this im not so sure. I mean if Chaos is allowed to strike me without so much as a warning, what next? Will I get a Paradox from Geno for not saying Hi? Will I be put in the Four Leaf Clover by Sean Morgan for not wearing green on St. Patricks day? When does this end? Paul Roberts: Anything you'd like to say about Chris Chaos? David Strajk: I'm not so sure I should, I wouldn't want that lunatic coming after me. I will tell him this that I won't stand for this much longer. With that Strajk walks off down the hall.... “More Human Than Human” kicks over the PA system and the fans begin to boo as Caliber heads to the ring. Larry Milligan: After a big win last week over Reigns and Joyner here he is again, this time going up against new comer Flame. "Blind" By KoRn begins to blast the pa system and lasers, the people begin to erupt at the sound of the music. Just as the clouds, now mist, clear up a black Flash begins to strobe over the crowd and fire begins to shoot down the runway to the turnbuckles, blasting the arena with a aura of light. Stacey Alexis: Introducing his opponent, Jacksonville’s own, FLAME!! The bell rings. Larry Milligan: Lets see how he does without the help of Roberts. Caliber attacks Flame from behind. Caliber with a double ax handle to the back of the head, he follows it up with an elbow to the back of the head. Rex grabs Flame in a waist lock and hits a release German suplex. Rex quickly goes for the cover but can only get a two count. He's up quickly and taking the boots to Rex. Rex grabs Flame and brings him back up to his feet, he goes for a whip but Flame reverses it and almost takes Rex's head off with a clothesline! Flame gets up a little slow as does Rex. Flame kicks him in the midsection and whips him hard into the corner. Flame comes running and hits another hard clothesline. He grabs Rex and whips him into the opposite corner so hard that Rex bounces back towards the center. Flame grabs him and whips him to the other corner, Rex comes flying back and Flame sends him once again into the opposite turnbuckle. Rex comes back and Flame lifts him with a military press and drops him hard on the mat. Flame goes for the cover but only finds the two. Flame gets Rex back up and shoves his head between his legs; Rex turns it quickly into a back body drop. Rex drops an elbow across his jaw. Rex gets Flame back up, Flame throws in a right hand and Rex backs up quickly. Flame comes running and Rex lands a drop toehold. Rex slaps a headlock onto Flame. Flame struggles back to his feet, he tries to shove Rex off but Rex holds on tight and drags Flame back to the mat. Flame gets back to his feet and throws an elbow into Rex's ribs. Rex let's go. Flame goes for a clothesline but Rex ducks and hits a backdrop. Rex goes for the cover. 1… 2… Rex lands a leg drop, gets up quickly and drops a forearm across Flame's nose. Rex gets Flame back to his feet and bounces off the ropes; Flame quickly gets a boot to his face. Rick Malone: Even I felt that one. Flame picks up Rex and takes him to the corner and puts him on the top rope. Flame climbs up and connects with a superplex. Flame slowly turns and drops an arm over Caliber. 1… 2… Rex gets a shoulder off the mat. Flame grabs Rex and takes him to the top rope again! He sets him up and TORCH! NO! Rex turns it into a ddt off the top rope!!! Rex drops an arm over Flame. 1… 2… 3! Stacey Alexis: Here is your winner, Rex Caliber! “More Human Than Human” hits the speakers and the fans begin to boo Larry Milligan: Big victory there for Rex. Rick Malone: With a name like Caliber what do you expect? The lights suddenly go out, drowning the arena in darkness and "Mouth For War" by Pantera blares onto the PA system, as the crowd cheer with anticipation. Larry Milligan: Who is it now? Strobe lights cascade across the stage as Butch Parker explodes out from the back with a billow of smoke engulfing him. Butch then erupts through the smoke and dozens of pyrotechnical explosions detonate parallell down the rampway. Butch then makes his way toward the ring, and he climbs through the ropes, raising his arm in the air as his music fades out. Rick Malone: Still…whom? Parker calls for a mic and gets one from ring announcer Stacey Alexis. Butch Parker: Be quiet peons. The fans boo as Butch smiles and chuckles to himself. Butch Parker: So this is SWA huh? Another place another title I’ll have to add the SWA Title to my long, long list of other meaningless titles. And I will start my title reign tonight so why doesn’t the champion of this dump come on out here. Larry Milligan: Another new guys wants the title, nothing new. Rick Malone: So, I like the guy’s tenacity. After a few moments of waiting Butch yells into the mic “I asked no TOLD the champion to come out here. I will…” Just then mariachi music plays throughout the Alhambra dinner theatre as Abdis Domingo runs down to the ring. Butch starts to stomp on him. Abdis tries to keep getting up but Butch continues to stomp on him. Abdis finally makes it to his feet and gives a flipping dropkick to the chim of Parker. Butch charges him but Abdis drops and gives him a drop toe hold allowing Butch’s neck to fall across the third rope. Larry Milligan: Abdis in charge of this impromptu match. Abdis runs off the ropes and flips in the air before landing on the neck of Parker. Abdis helps Parker up and lays him up on the ropes before giving him a knife-edge chop and a spinning dropkick. Abdis whips him off the ropes but Butch reverses and runs after him. As Abdis bounces off the ropes he runs into a running calf kick from Parker. Butch stops his attack and pounds his fists into his chest. Rick Malone: Look a gorilla! Adbis quickly puts his hands behind the head of Parker and rolls him up. 1… 2… Parker kicks out with authority. Larry Milligan: Domingo almost had it there. He runs up and jumps on the turnbuckle and jump off with a crossbody. Butch catches him and gives a powerful capture suplex. Abdis uses the ropes to raise himself up, Butch runs off the opposite ropes, as Abdis turns around he is hit with a deadly spear. 1… 2… 3! Stacey Alexis: Here is your winner, Butch Parker! Larry Milligan: Well that was interesting. Rick Malone: It was more than interesting it was great. Stacy Alexis is standing by for the following singles match. The lights fade to black, and static is heard like a broken TV set throughout the arena. The pyro shoots off, without music at first then, fading in is “Outshined” by Sound Garden as Chris Chaos steps into the pyro. Stacy Alexis: Introducing first in this singles competition, from New York, New York…Chris Chaos! Rick Malone: Wasn’t it just great what Chaos did to Barry? He walks down the ramp with his arms in an X, and steps into the ring. He climbs on the turnbuckle and throws an arm up before jumping down to get ready. The lights dim over the entranceway, and for a good five seconds, there's nothing but silence. Suddenly, the opening chords of "Cold" by Static-X burst into life, and the lights at the foot of the stage entrance flick on. Entrance flick on, illuminating a rather large monolith of a man. For a few moments he stands still in the light, but then starts forward, lights flickering on as he steps downwards towards his destination, giving his figure a very eerie, shadowed appearance. Stacey Alexis: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 280 pounds, standing six foot eight... from Cleveland, Pennsylvania... RIVEN! All the lights are on by the time he gets into the ring, stepping slowly over both top ropes. He shrugs out of the long black leather coat that wraps his form, hanging it over the ropes for one of the techies to pick up. The man known only as Riven is left wearing flared black leather pants and a black fishnet shirt, through which nipple piercings and several elaborate tattoos show through. Dispassionately, he turns his head from side to side, observing the arena from behind a plain white mask, with no _expression on it whatsoever. Slowly, he brings his hands together, and cracks his knuckles, first the right hand, then the left, before turning his attention back into the ring as he waits for the match to start. Larry Milligan: Riven is my sure pick for this match. Rick Malone: Its just because he beat up your son isn’t it? Stacy Alexis exits the ring as the Jason Morris points over towards the timekeeper for the bell to start the match. The timekeeper rings the bell as the match is underway. Larry Milligan: This match scheduled for one fall should be a good one. Rick Malone: That's great, I should point out that Stacy already let these people know that. Of course most of them probably already forgot. Riven and Chaos both stand eye to eye with each other. Riven carries the height advantage but Chaos can hold his own as far as power is concerned. Chaos starts taunting Riven who simply stands there with a cold _expression on his face. Chaos gets tired of Riven not responding to anything and slaps him in the face. The crowd 'ooohs' over that one and Riven hits Chaos hard with a right swing knocking him down on the mat. Larry Milligan: Riven had enough of that! Rick Malone: Are you kidding me Larry? Chaos fell backwards from Riven's hardcore halitosis! Chaos runs at Riven, and Riven trips him, sling-shotting him forward so that he lands neck-first on the ropes. His weight alone causes him to begin coughing and sputtering as he staggers back to his feet. Larry Milligan: Riven's measuring Chaos here, what could he be going for? As Chaos turns around, Riven hefts him upward into a tilt-a-whirl slam and pounds him into the mat. The ring shakes violently with the impact of the large man. Larry Milligan: MAN, that guy's got some power! Rick Malone: Yeah, power to beat your face in, and I wish he'd use it. Riven goes for the cover, but gets only a two-count as Chaos kicks out powerfully. Backing off of him, Riven allows him to get up, his mind moving on to the next set of strategical moves that could be used to break Chaos down. Chaos gets back to his feet quickly only to get nailed by another right swing. Riven picks him up and drags him to the ropes. Larry Milligan: Riven looking for an opening here. Riven irish whips him off the ropes and goes for a swing. Chaos ducks the clothesline and hits the opposite ropes. Riven turns around and hits him with a huge back bodydrop. Larry Milligan: Huge back bodydrop! Chaos crashes to the mat and holds his back in pain. Riven walks over and kicks him in the head before picking him back up. Riven shoves Chaos in the corner and stomps on him in the midsection. Rick Malone: That was a lowblow right there! Larry Milligan: What? No it wasn't it was clearly over the waist. Riven walks over to the center of the ring and charges Chaos in the corner. Chaos lifts the foot up and boots Riven in the jaw, stunning him. Riven staggers out of the corner clutching him his face as Chaos clotheslines him in the back of the head. Riven falls to the ground in a heap as Chaos rolls him over and pins him. 1… Riven kicks out. Rick Malone: Chaos should have known better. Larry Milligan: Better than what? Rick Malone: To pin him without pulling the tights. Chaos gets to his feet quickly and grabs Riven by the hair. Jason Morris: Lay off the hair! Chaos: Shut up. Riven punches Chaos in the midsection, stunning him for a moment. Chaos however returns the favor with a forearm to the back of his head. Riven staggers away in pain as Chaos turns him around and kicks him in the midsection. Chaos runs off the ropes and hits a swinging neckbreaker. Larry Milligan: Beautiful swinging neckbreaker executed! Chaos pins Riven again and hooks the far leg. 1… 2... Riven kicks out at 2. Larry Milligan: Riven up at two. Chaos sits Riven up and grabs a front headlock. Rick Malone: Come on Chaos, slip that arm under his neck and choke him! Larry Milligan: Give me a break. Jason Morris checks to make sure that Chaos doesn't have a chokehold locked on. Chaos cranks down on the headlock as Riven continues to feel the pressure. Larry Milligan: Riven trying to fight out of this tight headlock applied by Chaos. Riven starts to fight the hold as he makes an attempt to get to his feet. Chaos lets go of the hold and punches him in the face with a right. Chaos hits another right and goes off the ropes. Chaos runs off the ropes and goes for a clothesline. Riven ducks the clothesline and Chaos turns around only to get caught in a goozle choke. Riven looks for a chokeslam and Chaos starts pounding on his arm to break the choke. Chaos for a fireman's carry but Riven slips off behind his back and hits a German Suplex. Riven keeps his arms locked around Chaos and pulls him back up to his feet. Rick Malone: Oh stop this Riven. You're almost seven foot tall. Seven foot tall people don't wrestle like Chris Benoit! Riven hits another German Suplex as Chaos rolls over on the mat. Riven gets back to his feet and shakes off the pain. He looks over towards Chaos and picks him back up. Larry Milligan: Riven looking for more offense after hitting consecutive German Suplexes! Rick Malone: Yeah lets see if he goes for a diving headbutt. Riven knees Chaos in the midsection and hits him with another right swing. Chaos staggers backwards into the ropes as Riven charges and hits a Cactus Clothesline over the top rope. Riven lands on his feet as Chaos hits the outside floor on his back. Larry Milligan: Cactus Clothesline to the outside! Riven slides back into the ring as Jason Morris starts the 10 count on Chaos. 1.. 2... 3.... 4..... 5...... Riven steps over the top rope and goes to the outside, breaking the count in the process. Larry Milligan: Riven on the outside. What's he going to do here? Rick Malone: Whatever it is just keep him away from me. I don't want any of his hardcore halitosis. Riven picks up Chaos and goes for a whip into the ringsteps. Chaos counters the whip and sends Riven over. Riven crashes into the ringsteps shoulder first, causing the top part of the steps to fly off. 3.... 4..... 5...... Chaos picks up Riven and sends him back into the ring before sliding back in himself. Chaos pins Riven and hooks the leg. 1... 2... Riven just kicks out before Jason Morris could count the 3. Larry Milligan: Riven kicks out at 2! Chaos picks up Riven and steps back. Chaos thrusts his leg and goes for a superkick but Riven grabs his foot before he can connect. Larry Milligan: Chaos goes for a superkick but it's blocked! Riven drops his foot and kicks Chaos in the midsection. Riven bounces off the ropes and goes for a scissors kick. Chaos gets the head up and Riven misses but still manages to land on his feet. Chaos runs up behind up and goes for a German Suplex, but that also gets blocked with a back elbow staggering Chaos backwards a couple steps. Riven charges and Chaos gets frustrated and simply sidesteps and whips him inadvertently into Jason Morris. Morris falls backwards and hits the back of his head on the mat. Larry Milligan: Morris falls to the mat after that last sequence of moves! Rick Malone: Yeah, you know why right? Larry Milligan: Why? Rick Malone: Because Riven needs some damn Winterfresh! The match continues as Chaos charges at Riven but finds only a backdrop. As Riven being to lift him up he gives a low blow and then a ddt much to the disappointment of the fans. Larry Milligan: Keep it clean in there. Rick Malone: I didn’t see anything. Chaos whips Riven into the turnbuckle, and Riven can be heard groaning under his mask as his back impacts the hard steel. His back arches in pain and Chaos surveys this for a few moments, seemingly quite pleased with his handiwork. Chaos goes to grab Riven and presumably whip him across the ring again, when all of a sudden, out of nowhere, Riven head-butts him. The impact is so sickening that you can practically hear it around the arena. Rick Malone: Damn! That was cool! Larry Milligan: Man, he knocked Chaos for a loop... he doesn't even look like he knows where he is. A strange man enters at the north of the ring and runs down. Larry Milligan: That’s, that’s referee David Strajk. Rick Malone: What do we need a new ref for? Morris is just fine. Strajk runs into the ring at flies at Chaos with a closeline. He ducks and Strajk bounces off the set of ropes and knocks Chaos down with a crossbody. Chaos stumbles up and back running into Riven. Chaos slowly turns around, fear in his eyes and receives a hard right from him and then from Starjk, a left from Riven then a right from Strajk, Riven gives a final jab and Chaos walks into a jumping Karate kick from Strajk before Riven kicks him in the gut and the two ( Riven and Strajk) give him a double powerbomb. Then the referee rolls out of the ring. Larry Milligan: I call that a taste of his own medicine. Rick Malone: I call that cheating. Larry Milligan: What?! What about all the illegal activities Chaos did? Rick Malone: Are you calling him a terrorist? Riven goes for a pin. ………… ………. Larry Milligan: Damnit, there’s no ref. Rick Malone: Maybe Riven should have thought about that before he knocked him over. Riven gets up and goes to try to revive Morris. Chaos gets up and charges him and sends him flying backwards with a German suplex. Riven staggers up and Chaos runs up and gives him a stiff kick to the gut and whips him off the ropes. Riven comes back and gets caught in a sleeper. Riven starts to fade but quickly bends down and grabs the leg of Chaos tripping him up. Riven runs to the turnbuckle to rest. Chaos hops up on the second rope, trying to get Riven up there for a superplex. He has some difficulty, though, as Riven struggles against him. Riven elbows him in the stomach, and Chaos is forced into a sitting position on the ringpost. Larry Milligan: Chaos is trying to put Riven away here, with a big-time move.. to which he's getting a lot of resistance. Riven quickly positions his arms underneath Chaos' arms, and with a loud growl from under his arms, he lifted Chaos up into a crucifix position on his back. Larry Milligan: Man, look at that strength! Rick Malone: Why don't you marry him if you like it so much? Larry Milligan: Mature, Rick. Riven holds him there for a moment as he steps out into the middle of the ring. With another muffled howl, he hefts Chaos into the air and tosses him down in a face-first crucifix power bomb that shakes the whole ring once again. Larry Milligan: That's a modified Cloven Blade! Rick Malone: Dude, seriously, how do you know so much about this freak? Riven quickly turns Chaos over and goes for the pin. 1... 2... 3! Larry Milligan: That does it! Riven's got this one won! Rick Malone: You SO have a crush on him. The T.V. flickers on once more, Vin and his manager are seen walking down the hallway when President Adam Johnson pops out. Adam motions for the two to step into his office. Adam walks to his desk and sits down. Adam Johnson: Vin, what as happened to you man? You go from a top title contender to being beat by Geno. One more loss and… Joey Cranston: How dare you? HOW DARE YOU!?! Is that how you speak to the SWA Champion? Adam Johnson: Champions usually have the belt. Joey Cranston: Vin is the rightful champion and you know it. Adam Johnson: What about his loss to Morgan at Sunburn? Enraged, Vin places and an arm in front of Joey and slowly pushes him back while taking a step forward. Vince Halsted: You know good and well Adam that it was a non-title match so give me my title right now! Adam Johnson: I think I have a better idea, Title Wave is coming up and we have no main event, actually no matches at all, but that’s about to be fixed. We need to find out who the REAL SWA champion is so therefore, at Title Wave it will be Vince Halsted versus Sean MORGAN! Vin and Adam gets into each others faces and the T.V. screen fades. Larry Milligan: Woah! Vin Halsted and Sean Morgan for the SWA Title. Adam just made a huge match. Rick Malone: I guess Morgan needs to get ready to loose. Larry Milligan: Folks we now have for you the second match in the SWA tag title tournament. The Godfather theme blares across the pa, and the fans give up a mixed reaction. Brian Corlet and Antonio Gambino Jr. stroll onto the stage with a cocky air about them. Stacey Alexis: Making there way to the ring, From Sicily, Italy, Brian Corlet and Antonio Gambino Jr.!!! The two Sicilians rock down to the ring, ignoring the fans. The roll into the ring simultaneously, raising there arms at the same time, a confident sneer on there faces… Rick Malone: One word…Studs! Larry Milligan: Three words, lost too Morgan. The lights go out…and the opening licks of “The Zoo” by The Scorpions play across the sound system. Strobe lights light up the stage and ramp….Two men walk onto the stage, there silhouettes visible with the strobe light background. They stand there, drinking water bottles. Simultaneously, they throw the half full bottles to their sides… Larry Milligan: The Archangels are in the SWA baby! Rick Malone: There thieves, stole from the HHW… Larry Milligan: What? They did it for the SWA you jackass! Stacey Alexis: And now Barry Royal and Tony Makko…the Archangels! As the music starts to kick up, they stroll down the ramp. Royal is rocking a Flair esq. robe, sparkling blue with gold cursive lettering on the back that reads “King Of Bling”, Makko wearing a sparkling read robe with a cursive golden, “Golden God”. They walk down to the ring stone faced. No smiles like in their promos….The two men stop before the ring and lose the robes. They dive into the ring…and are met with stomps by Corlet and Gambino…. Rick Malone: And my boys are on them like white on rice! Corlet and Gambino put the boot to the Archangels. The pick up Makko and Royal and throw them into the ropes. They go up for stereo clothesline, but both Archangels duck under them, coming off the ropes at the same time and nail stereo diving shoulder blocks. Gambino and Corlet hit the mat hard. Makko goes to the apron, and Royal picks up Gambino and the match begins… Royal lays a couple forearms to the back of Gambino’s neck. He takes a step back, raising his hands into the air, and then puts a hard boot into the side of Gambino’s head, sending him to the mat… Larry Milligan: No one ever accused the Archangels of being nice. Rick Malone: Come on Gambino, step it up! Royal picks up Gambino and hits him with a high angle back drop, floating over into a mount position. He riddles Gambino’s head with rights and lefts. The crowd starts to pop. The referee pulls Royal off, who runs around the ring pounding his chest. Larry Milligan: The King Of Bling is nothing but energy! Rick Malone: He’s nothing but a jackass… Corlet tries to get into the ring, but the ref runs over to block his path. Royal yells at Corlet to bring it on, but gets rocked in the balls by Gambino. Royal hits the mat, and Gambino runs over to his corner to make the tag to his partner Corlet. He hops over the ropes and leg drops Royal as he tries to get up, and locks in a ground head lock… Rick Malone: And the veteran cuts of the rookie biatch! Larry Milligan: They were trained by the man who beat him, so I wouldn’t count out the “rookie biatches” yet. Royal tries to get to the ropes, but is to no avail as Corlet locks the hold in all the tighter… Larry Milligan: Corlet doing a wonderful job at cutting off Royal, keeping him from the ropes and his partner. Royal crawls with all his might, using his elbows to drag himself along. Makko hangs over the ropes, reaching down, and finally is able to blind tag Royal. Makko vaults over the ropes and drops an elbow on Corlet’s back, getting him off of Royal. Makko picks up Corlet and hits him with a snapping German suplex, and fallows it up with a second one, floating over and putting in the sharpshooter! Larry Milligan: Just like that! Makko locks in the dreaded sharpshooter! He won the MWF World Title with that one! Rick Malone: This isn’t the MWF, and Corlet is not tapping out! Makko leans back, synching in the painful hold, Corlet reaching out and clawing the ground with all his might. Makko sees this and sits down on the legs, so Corlet can’t move… Larry Milligan: That’s gotta be it! Corlet is going to tap! Rick Malone: No, NO, Corlet get out! Gambino comes flying across the ring and forearms Makko to the back of the head, breaking the hold. Corlet gets up and him and Gambino lay the boot to the fallen Makko. Gambino picks him up and the partners hit a double suplex on Makko. Rick Malone: the momentum has shifted my good man! Gambino picks up Makko again, and Corlet starts to talk smack to him… Corlet is about to attack, but is cut off by Royal, who clotheslines him into next week. Makko sends a leg back and low blows Gambino, Royal blocking the referee’s field of vision. Makko grabs one leg, Royal grabs the other, and the pick Gambino up spine buster style, and run forewords, tossing him over the ropes and onto the ground below! Rick Malone: What the? Larry Milligan: Gambino takes a bad spill, courtesy of The Archangels! Corlet shakes the cobwebs out of his head, and charges at Royal, who ducks, so Makko and nail Corlet with a super kick! Royal and Makko stare at each other, and Makko makes a cut motion across his neck, and Royal nods and motions to get him up. Makko picks up Corlet, and locks in a waist lock. He lifts Corlet into a German suplex. In mid suplex, Royal catches the suplexed Corlet in a reverse neck breaker! The combined force of being German suplexed into a neck breaker leaves Corlet folded up like an accordion. Makko and Royal stand up, staring at the crowd that is on their feet! Rick Malone: What a sick impact!!! Larry Milligan: That was the dreaded Kill Switch!!! Makko, as legal man, drops down and makes the cover… 1 2 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Stacey Alexis: Here are your winners, Barry Royal and Tony Makko…….The Archangels!!! Rick Malone: Some one please check on Corlet! Larry Milligan: He’s not even moving! Regardless, the Archangels move on in the SWA Tag Title Tournament! Back to Larry and Rick in the theatre. Larry Milligan: What a great match that was? Rick Malone: It would have been better if the Archangels hadn’t cheated. Larry Milligan: What a sore looser. Nonetheless we move on with this… "Fight" by No Vacancy plays as Cranston comes down to the ring in his black sparring pants and a t-shirt. Rick Malone: You know what this means? Larry Milligan: A Well fought match between Cranston and Geno? Rick Malone: NO!!! A Vin’s revenge. Larry Milligan: So now his manager has to fight his battles for him? Rick Malone: Well…NO! He climbs the steps and stands on the ring apron, playing to the crowd. He hops over the top rope and climbs the turnbuckles, getting a reaction from the fans. Stacey Alexis: On his way to the ring, standing six foot four inches and weighing in at two-hundred forty five pounds…Joey Cranston! The lights in the arena fade as a red haze overtakes the arena. “As I am” begins to blast over the Pa as a red spotlight shines at the top of the ramp. Geno walks to the one side of the arena and points to the crowd. He then goes to the other. He walks to the middle and points to the ceiling. Stacey Alexis: And his opponent, from Boiling Springs, PA! As he begins to run down the ramp flames shoot up from along side it. Then as he slides into the ring flames shoot in arches behind him. He then Goes to the turnbuckle and plays to the crowd. Joey cautiously circles Geno and then goes to tie up. They lock up but Cranston is thrown on the ground. Cranston tries again with similar results, he gives a leg sweep and Geno comes crashing down. The two rise up. As Geno punches at Joey, Cranston blocks it high, grabs the arm spins it around and flips Geno in midair. He keeps a hold and goes down into an armbar. Larry Milligan: Cranston the more athletic one here. Geno pulls free and then runs over Joey with a closeline. Joey charges back and Geno gives a scoop slam. Geno gets out of the ring to head to the top rope. Geno is on the ring apron as Cranston runs across the ring and does a huge crossbody over the rope, taking out both himself and Geno down to the floor. Larry Milligan: WOW! With no choice Morris starts the ten count. 1… 2… 3… 4… 5… Geno tosses Cranston into the ring. Geno irish whips him and gives Cranston a body drop when he comes back. Geno lifts him and gives him a knife-edge chop before vertical suplexing him into the matt. Larry Milligan: Geno, the better wrestler here. Rick Malone: Maybe so, but he’s still a loser. Cranston crawls over to the corner and Morris goes to check on him, with his back turned Vin rushes in and clocks Geno with a steel chair. Geno falls to his knees and Cranston rus off the ropes and hits a running side kick to Geno’s head. Rick Malone: Well that finishes of those three braincells. 1… 2… 3! Rick Malone: What a big win for Cranston. Larry Milligan: He only won because of Vin. Rick Malone: A win is still a win. Vin rolls in the ring as Cranston continues to stomp away. Larry Milligan: The match is over, somebody stop this. It seems his prayers are answered as Sean Morgan runs out and down to the ring. He throws a series of left and rights knocking back Joey and Vin but soon their numbers get the best of him. Geno gets up and hits the G-Bomb on a turned around Vin leaving Cranston in the ring alone. Suddenly Brian Corlet and Antonio Gambino Jr. run out to the ring and assault Morgan and Geno. Against overwhelming numbers Geno and Morgan roll out of the ring. Since I wanted to make sure these got out tonight I don't have the main event written, I'll write it when I come home. Main Event SWA Southern Championship Vin Halsted vs. Anuniaq Winner: Anuniaq