The scene opens up inside the Ford Center in Oklahoma City the place is going nuts. Fans are holding up many signs and such. Signs are seen saying such things as “Syren = Last Woman Standing”, “Maxem is a BITCH” and “Welcome back Trystan!”. The scene goes to ringside where we see Trent Brown and Keith Kincaid.
TB: Welcome to the last Survival to take place before Last Man Standing. Now because of that there is what is said in sports circles a “playoff atmosphere” here tonight. It’s do or die time, put up or shut up. These matches are as important as they can get without being the actual pay per view.
KK: That’s right after all these weeks of weeding out the pretenders there are eight left in this tournament, now that group will be whittled down to four after tonight so you see how important tonight is. This is literally where legacies are made.
TB: But first we have some regular matches . . .
All four members are in the ring to start their match. But suddenly though “Circles” by Incubus hits and out walks Ryan Maxem with a mic to some loud boos. He gets in the ring.
TB: What does this joker want?
Maxem: Does anyone really care about this match? I mean we got the newbies versus the scrubs.
Actual cheers for this.
Maxem: That’s what I thought. You jobbers can get the hell out of the ring so we can start the last man standing matches.
The four get pissed that Maxem is dissing them and they rush him. They get him in the corner with punches but he’s too strong and pushes them all down. Mark gets up and attacks but is given a boot to the gut and a huge powerbomb. Then Cross attacks but is given a massive Technical Difficulties right on Mark. Carter jumps on Maxem’s back but gets thrown back down. He gets up and is taken down by a huge big boot that sends him flying out of the ring. Revenge is the only one left. Maxem motions to him to bring it but he just turns and runs and the crowd is laughing as well as Maxem.
TB: Maxem just laid waste to those four men!
Maxem: Let the festivities of Last Man Standing begin!
The crowd is booing Maxem for being cocky but at the same time cheering that they won’t have to watch the boring match. The HWATron sizzles to life with the image of the first-ever female World Champion. The fans are ecstatic at the sight of her and start up a huge "Syren" chant as she walks the halls with the World Belt firmly on her shoulder.
Stagehand: Excuse me, Syren?
Syren turns and faces the man who walks up to her with a bouqet of flowers, red roses to be exact. Syren smiles at the man, used to this sort of attention from her male fan-base.
Stagehand: Sorry to bother you miss, but these just arrived for you.
The stagehand handed them over to the World Champion and departed, leaving a dazed look on Syren's face. She shrugged off the mere notion that the stagehand didn't have any interest in her and looked down at the flowers, her eyes flowing over a card.
Syren: "See you tonight, love..."
Syren stopped at this point as her gaze went to the name of the sender. Glowering, Syren tossed the roses aside and kept on walking as the camera zoomed down at the bundle of flowers on the floor. The HWATron fades out as the scene cuts back to Trent Brown and Keith Kincaid at their announce table.
TB: What was that all about?
KK: I guess Syren doesn't like roses too much. Which reminds me...
Keith reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a cellphone and dials a number.
KK: Yeah, it's me... cancel the roses. Yeah, ALL of 'em. Thanks.
Keith flips the cellphone down as Trent looks over at Keith in confusion.
KK: What?
TB: Whatever, we have to take a commercial break folks but don't go anywhere... the road to Last Man Standing will continue.
*COMMERCIAL BREAK*
Scibelli is walking out as his music is played.
TB: This is Johnny Scibelli, otherwise known as Nomad. Now he has done a lot in other feds such as IPW, but not so much in the HWA.
KK: Which of course is the greatest.
"Paranoid" by Black Sabbath as Breeze is walking out to loud boos but he doesn’t seem to acknowledge anyone.
TB: This guy scares me. He maimed Dan Sawyer last week without a thought. He doesn’t seem to care about anything but two things: getting the world title and destroying Fudge, his sworn enemy.
They are in the ring and standing face to face, neither man seeming to be afraid. The bell rings to start. They circle each other and the fans are starting to get on the side of Nomad cheering for him against the hated Breeze. This seems to give Nomad confidence and he starts a grapple with Breeze. Gets him in a side headlock.
TB: Probably shouldn’t test Nomad in grappling skills, I know his story, he likes to wear down opponents with submissions before possibly ending it with a stiff suplex or two.
Breeze seemed surprised by the stiff moves but reverses it with a backdrop on Scibelli. Breeze is taunting him to get up and the crowd boos. Breeze pulls Scibelli up and starts to hook both arms.
KK: Breeze going for the coup d’etat! The Game Over!
But Scibelli reverses it and backdrops Breeze. Breeze gets up quick and is pissed but Scibelli grabs him and hits a huge belly to belly suplex. Breeze slides out of the ring stunned and the crowd loves it. Scibelli stands there instructing the ref Cunningham to make the count. Breeze is pissed that his opponent didn’t follow outside the ring and gets back in. They circle again and they go to lock up but at the last instant Breeze hits a punch to the throat stunning Scibelli and he stumbles back. Breeze sets his man up and goes for a harlem sidekick. But Scibelli catches the leg and whole body and turns it into a modified suplex and Breeze is devastated again. Scibelli makes a cover but Breeze kicks out quick and is pissed that he thought he could be pinned so easy.
KK: UH oh . . . shouldn’t have pissed him off.
Breeze gets up and before Scibelli can react Breeze irish whips him into the ropes and hits a knee lift on the way back. Breeze pulls him up and just smashes him in the face with a forearm. Scibelli falls down holding his nose.
TB: That looked like it hurt. Breeze back in control.
Breeze is measuring his opponent up. Scibelli slowly gets up as he is hurt. Breeze rushes him going for a clothesline but Scibelli grabs him up, spins him around and hits a german suplex and both men are down hurt. Cunningham checks on them and counts. Breeze gets up and is shaking the cobwebs. He looks like he has had enough. He pulls Scibelli up and hooks both arms. The crowd is booing him and he yells some obscenity at them and hits the Game Over. Breeze covers 1 . . . 2 . . . 3.
TB: Breeze with a second consecutive win although this was much harder than Sawyer last week. Then again Breeze didn’t cheat at all, it was a clean match, remember when we used to have those Keith?
KK: Yeah. Well it was Nomad’s first match in a while, a little disappointing but the guy is good no doubt, this will remove that rust I think and he will return better than ever.
Kevin Conner’s music “king of my world” hits and out he comes and is wearing a referee shirt. The boos rain down.
TB: He annoys me sometimes, he sucked last week and yet still somehow won the tag team titles with Tarmen Hughson.
"New Locks" D Block as out comes Kamikaze. Then "Rock Superstar" by Cypress Hill as Sawyer is coming out, he is limping as he broke his foot last week.
TB: I think Sawyer is a humongous tool but it’s kind of brave fighting through this pain of a broken foot.
They get in and the bell rings. Kamikaze is beating Sawyer down with punches and kicks. Kamikaze gets him in the corner and is choking the hell out of him.
TB: That is blatant choking and Conner is doing nothing.
Sawyer pushes Kamikaze off and takes him down with a punch. Then he starts arguing with Conner but Conner ignores him and Kamikaze grabs him and hits a bulldog from behind. Kamikaze covers Sawyer but Conner doesn’t count. After more than three seconds goes by he starts counting but Sawyer kicks out. Kamikaze starts arguing. Conner ignores him but Sawyer is up and takes Kamikaze down with a hard clothesline.
TB: Who’s idea was it to make Conner the referee of this match, these are his opponents at LMS, of course he will screw them. Wait. Something's going on in the crowd.
KK: Isn't that the same man that attacked Kamikaze last week?
TB: It looks like him.
The man hops over the rail and slides into the ring behind Dan Sawyer. He spins him around and kicks him in the gut, then DDTs him hard on the mat. The man sits there next to Sawyer for a moment, before rolling out of the ring and grabbing a microphone.
Man: I am salvation!
The man drops the microphone, then hops back over the rail and disappears into the crowd.
KK: That's two weeks in a row he's attacked an HWA star.
TB: Who is he?
KK: I have no idea, but I think we may need to tighten security?
TB: Especially to my locker room!
KK: Anyway...
TB: And Conner saw that interference but did nothing, some referee.
Sawyer gets up his head hurting from the DDT. Suddenly Conner hits him with a superkick out of nowhere. The fans are booing as Conner goes outside the ring and gets a chair.
KK: Now this is how refereeing is done Trent.
Kamikaze is up but is met with a chair shot by Conner. Conner starts laying the boots on both Sawyer and Kamikaze. Then he sets up the chair and sits in it smiling as the boos rain down. After a few minutes Kamikaze gets up and is pissed he starts stumbling over to Conner. But Sawyer grabs him and rolls him up in a schoolboy. Conner hops off the chair and counts real quick but Kamikaze reverses the schoolboy and is pinning Sawyer .1 . . . 2 . . . 3. Kamikaze gets up but Conner hits him with the chair. Conner helps Sawyer up and raises his hand as the winner. Sawyer is out on his feet not understanding and then Conner hits him with the chair. Conner pulls Kamikaze up and gives him a brutal DDT on the chair. Then he pulls Sawyer up and hits a Connerdriver on the chair. The boos rain down.
TB: This is disgusting.
Conner gets tossed a mic.
Conner: You see I took you guys out just like I will at Last Man Standing, although I wont win the tournament I will win the HWA International Title. I wont have to pin you fools all I will have to do is climb the ladder to the top again. You're belt Sawyer will be twenty feet in the air and I will be the one to capture it! And become HWA INternational Champion!
Conner walks out as his music is playing and Sawyer and Kaze are out cold.
Commercial Break.
Seth Raines is already in the ring. Tarmen Hughson’s music hits and he comes out to a smattering of cheers, he has the tag team title with him.
TB: Well Tarmen has been doing well lately, he almost won the X-treme title last week but did win the tag team titles.
KK: Yeah but I wonder what his relationship is with Conner, they didn’t seem to be on the same page although they won. Have to wonder how long this reign of theirs will be.
They start the fight. Tarmen grabs Raines and spins him around and hits a dragon suplex. Raines is getting up groggy and Tarmen rushes him tackling him down. Tarmen is hitting mounted punches and the crowd is chanting “Tarmen Tarmen Tarmen”.
KK: Great they’re cheering for a deranged lunatic.
Tarmen lets up and poses for the crowd. But Raines gets up and rushes Tarmen knocking him into Cunningham and Cunningham falls into the turnbuckle.
TB: They knocked out the ref!
KK: Good . . . wait look here comes Conner!
Conner runs down the ramp still wearing the referee shirt. He slides in the ring. Tarmen and Seth are both up and hitting punches back and forth. Tarmen kicks Raines in the gut and Conner says something to Tarmen. Tarmen and Conner both grab Raines and they hit a huge fisherman DDT on him and Raines is destroyed. Conner helps up Cunningham and he sees Tarmen is covering Raines 1 . . . 2 . . . 3! Conner helps Tarmen up and they are celebrating.
TB: Tarmen picks up the victory but with a little help . . .
KK: Oh who cares it was just against Seth Raines . . . he sucks.
TB: I’d like for you to say that to his face.
Commercial Break.
”Blaze ya dead homie” hits as out comes Mental Mark to loud booing.
TB: I hate that music.
KK: Well Maxem is the favorite here but Mark should win because he has the Legacy Department for backup.
”Circles hits and Maxem walks out to some boos. He gets in the ring and apparently Mark is mad about the beatdown he gave him in the first match and Mark attacks before the bell is rung. But Maxem blocks a punch and hits one of his own and Mark goes down. Maxem circles around him slowly as Mark gets up like a lion circling its prey.
TB: Maxem in control but you know soon the “LD” will show it’s face this match is just too important.
Seemingly as if in answer, the HWAtron goes on. Maxem and Mark both stop to watch. The cameras move backstage, and we see the Legacy Department walking fast, trying to get to the curtains. Grimjack is in the lead, flanked by Brian Carter and Dan Sawyer, who has the International belt slung over his shoulder.
Grimjack: Now, make sure you are ready. We're going to make sure Maxem knows which team rules the HWA.
A janitor is whiping up the floor, and they ignore him. He opens the door to a broom closet, and flicks off the lightswitches next to the door. They hear the door close.
Grimjack: Son of a bitch!
Carter: We should get out of here, fast.
Grimjack: Good plan. Find the lightswitch.
Sawyer: What side of the room was it???
Grimjack: The left, the left!!!
All of a sudden, in the nearly pitch black room, 4 figures come out of nowhere. The first one hits Brian Carter in the face with a chair. Carter didn't see it coming. THWACK!
Grimjack: Ambush! Run!!
However, Grimjack runs right into two of the figures, who give him a double flapjack onto the unforgiving concrete.
Grimjack: Oh, shit.
Dan Sawyer nearly gets away, but one of the figures chases him down and grabs his shoulder, and uses his own momentum to swing him around and throw him headfirst into the wall. Sawyer is knocked unconscious already.
Voice: Lights!
A door opens, and a figure comes out of the door, and flicks the lights on. The janitor goes back into the broom closet. The four figures all wear nothing but black pants and hoodies, and their faces are covered by black masks. The hoods are up, and covering their hair. They start kicking Grimjack.
Grimjack: Ah... come on, help!
The four figures stop kicking him. He lies in a fetal position, completely vulnerable. Then, one of the men takes off his mask.
KK: Dylan Wolfe! This was Militia!
TB: It is Militia, it is!
Dylan: This will teach you to not fuck with the Militia. You breaking away only made us stronger, cock jockey.
Two men behind him take off their masks. They are none other than Apollo and Brian Knox.
Apollo: You've got some nerve to think that you can just break away and not suffer the consequences! Moron!
Knox: Let this be a lesson to you, bitch. The Militia will back down, to no team. Not even your "Legacy Department." The only legacy you will be leaving from now on is the bloody heaps that the four of you were beaten into by the Militia.
Dylan stands up, and walks over to Carter, who is rolling on the ground. He gives him a jolting boot to the face that makes the entire audience in the arena cringe. Dylan leans over him.
Dylan: Pawn.
Dylan Wolfe beckons Apollo, Knox, and the other attacker with him, and they leave the cameras, who focus on Grimjack, licking his wounds. The scene returns to the fight.
TB: Is it just me, or does the Militia play fair now?
KK: No, they've played fair the whole time. Open your eyes.
TB: I also want to know who that last man was.
KK: Oh, that was Fudge. He doesn't want anyone to know he's still active in Militia affairs.
TB: I guess. Well that takes care of the Legacy Department and I seriously doubt if anyone else in the HWA will come to help Mark.
Mark is pissed at seeing this and attacks Maxem with punches but Maxem shrugs them off and starts lighting Mark up with fists of fury in the corner. Then he irish whips Mark into the other corner. Mark hits hard and stumbles out only to be met with a devestating running big boot.
KK: Mark just got his head taken off good god!
Maxem just pins Mark with his foot and has a cocky smile as the ref counts 1 . . . 2 . . . 3!
TB: So Maxem is the first on the night to advance in this tournament, he will face the winner of the Griffin Masters match, which by the way is next so don’t touch that dial!
Commercial Break.
***'Ante up' by M.O.P. hits the loudspeakers as the HWA-tron lights up images of New York City began to appear on the screen***
Keith Kincaid: Who is coming out now?
Trent Brown: I have no idea.
***Suddenly a young hispanic male appears on the rampway. He is wearing black boots, army cargo pants, a black sleeveless t-shirt, with writing on it. In graffti the writing reads...***
KK: BROOKLYN!!!! oh my god. Brooklyn has returned to the HWA.
TB: I thought he retired, because of his knee injury.
***Brooklyn walks down the rampway, slapping hands with some of the fans that remembers the former HWA3000 star. He slides in under the ropes, climbs a turnbuckle, and begins to pose for the fans. The fans are going crazy. For the former Aftermath member. He begins to take a mic from out of his pocket.***
KK: The fans seem to miss the guy.
TB: Why?
Brooklyn: I'm Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!!!!!
***The fans pop once again***
Brooklyn: That's right folks, the Toast of New York is back here in the HWA. But perhaps many of you don't know who I am. So let me give ya a bit of a run down aiight. I am a former, Hwa3000, Cruiserweight Champion, a Former HWA3000 Tag team champion, a former HWA3000 Hardcore Champion, and a former HWA3000 International Champion. I am also a former member of one the strongest stables ever in the the HWA....Tha Aftermath. But unfortunatly I had to retire from the sport of pro-wrestling. Because of a knee injury. But I'm one tough hombre, and that injury, didn't stop me from doing the things that I love to do. So opened up my own wrestling school in New York. And blah blah...
KK: He actually just say blah blah?
TB: Yup.
Brooklyn: Ya see all that doesn't matter at the moment. That's all in the past, and right now we are in the present. And presently I am jet set, ready to start knockin some heads around here in the HWA. So I am puttin out an open challenge to anyone in the back. And I don't care who accepts my challenge, hell I don't even care what kind of stips are in the match.
***Brooklyn just smirks***
Brooklyn: Well, I'm not that big of a talker. So I'm out.
***'Ante Up' hits the PA again, as Brooklyn begins to leave the club.***
KK: I wonder who will accept his challenge?
”WHAT IF WHAT IF WHAT IF . . . “ is heard as the song by Creed hits and out comes Jarred Griffin looking cocky. Chico and Rina are there too with him.
KK: This is everything that’s wrong about the HWA nowadays. Comes in as a rookie and immediately thinks he can own the joint.
TB: Well he may have a right, he is a rookie but he’s in the second round of the LMS tournament, that’s braggable.
"Room To Breathe" by Project Wyze hits as out comes Draven, and Zodiac is with him.
KK: Oooh . . . maybe Rina and Zodiac will fight in this?
They are in the ring and the bell is rung. Griffen and Masters circle around a bit and tie up. Girffen irish whips Masters across the ring and he comes back but Griffen misses a clothesline and Masters comes back hitting a flying forearm. Griffen gets back up pissed and swings but misses a round house and Masters hits a DDT.
TB: Masters is showing this rookie how it’s done.
KK: I consider Masters a rookie too dammit. Come talk when he’s won a few belts.
Masters is in control but suddenly Rina hops on the ring apron and flashes Masters her boobs. He and every male in the audience is mesmerized.
TB: Holy shit!
KK: That’s what I’m talking about!
Griffen uses the opportunity and grabs Masters and executes a huge falling chokeslam on him. Zodiac runs over and is pissed and she tackles Rina off the apron and slams her into the steel railing.
KK: Yes!
Chico runs over and grabs Zodiac but she kicks him in the balls. Meanwhile in the ring Griffen is in control. He pulls Masters up and whips him into the ropes. Masters hits it hard and Griffen follows it up with a clothesline. He grabs Masters and puts him on the top of the turnbuckle and goes up planning a super move.
TB: This could decide the match . . .
Griffen hooks the leg maybe going for a super fisherman suplex. He goes to lift Masters but Masters somehow holds onto the top ropes and they both crash back into the turnbuckle with Griffen taking the main brunt. Masters covers Griffen who hurt his back . 1 . . . 2 . . . but Chico grabs Masters legs from outside the ring and pulls him off. Loud booing.
TB: That’s that’s . . .
KK: Shut up.
Masters is pissed and punches Chico and he spins around and Zodiac is there and knocks him out with a steel chair. Masters goes back in the ring and Griffen is up and tries to hit a big boot but Masters ducks it and leg sweeps Griffen down. Griffen tries to get up but Masters grabs his head and knees it brutally.
TB: My God he may have cracked his skull.
Griffen is destroyed and Masters covers. 1 . . . 2 . . . 3! Masters gets up tired but happy he won and raises his hands to a loud cheering.
TB: Wow . . . Maxem vs Masters now . . . should be good with a spot in the LMS final on the line.
Suddenly though the HWAtron comes on and some words scroll across. They read: “At Last Man Standing . . . HWA . . . prepare to be judged . . . “ And that’s it.
TB: What does that mean?
KK: No idea really.
Masters and Griffen have left the ring area. Suddenly “Cicatriz ESP” hits and out come the LD, Grimjack, Carter, Sawyer and Mark. They get in the ring. Grimjack has a mic.
TB: This should be good.
Grimjack: You may have noticed we were brutally attacked by the Militia earlier tonight.
Loud cheers.
Grimjack: I’m here to say we deserved it.
TB: What?
Suddenly Grimjack hits a superkick on Carter. Before Mark can react Grimjack gives him the Exodus. Sawyer looks shocked.
Grimjack: We deserved it because these two are scrubs, the Militia was right. Sawyer, you almost beat Kamikaze and your leg is broken so I guess you can stay but you’d better start winning matches. Now to take these loser’s place I have some new people coming in, one of whom I will introduce right now.
'Ante Up' M.O.P. hits and everyone is shocked as out comes Brooklyn.
TB: What why would he join the Legacy Department? Remember when Scott Sanders joined the LD he was against it!
KK: Different times different attitudes.
Grimjack: A new era begins now and you will all learn more next week at Last Man Standing . . . the legacy is only beginning!
Grimjack, Sawyer and Brooklyn walk out to boos as Mark and Carter are laying beaten in the ring.
TB: Wow.
Commercial Break.
Flogging Molly’s song hits as out comes Patrick.
TB: Rumor flying around is he wants to quit I hope it’s not true.
"Reconnect" by Sevendust as out comes Dylan Wolfe.
KK: This would be a great win for either of these guys.
The two shake hands to start.
KK: (groaning) I hate this new pussified version of Dylan.
The match starts and they go to circle. The crowd is cheering loud and they stop to acknowledge. Patrick goes to lock up but Dylan kicks him in the gut and goes for a DDT but Patrick turns it into a northern lights suplex. Dylan gets right up and is smiling like you got me now let’s go. Patrick goes to lock up again but Dylan hits him with a surprise left to the jaw and Patrick falls holding his jaw. He tries to crawl to the corner but Dylan grabs him around the neck locking in a sleeperhold. Patrick reaches the ropes though and Cunningham makes Dylan let go which he does begrudgingly.
KK: Patrick is lucky this match could have ended right there, just ask Tarmen Hughson last week in the bathroom, Dylan has a quality sleeperhold.
Patrick is holding his neck and jaw and is very tired. Dylan is playing methodically and pulls up Patrick and throws him into the corner. He measures him up and hits a picture perfect drop kick on him. At this point Patrick looks like a mess and is bleeding. But he’s acting courageous and gets right up and rushes Dylan. But Dylan sidesteps and hits the Lone Wolf Driver (Orange Crush onto the back of the neck) out of nowhere. Dylan covers 1 . . . 2 . . . 3!
TB: That sheer force! I would say Dylan must be in his prime after that . . . I hate to say it but he is my choice to win LMS after that . . .
KK: Yeah I would have to say that too . . . well Dylan or Maxem.
TB: Yeah I forgot about Maxem wow . . . or Masters damn he destroyed Griffen . . . not to mention our damn world champion Syren, or even Dan Sawyer who faces her next . . . probably the biggest match of his career anything could happen! Stay tuned next folks!
But St. Patrick is up and been given a mic.
Patrick: Dylan . . . I have to admit the better man won . . . good luck in the tournament.
The two shake hands in a show of respect.
Patrick: Now as for me I have to take a leave of absence from HWA, due to some personal reasons. Good bye.
Patrick walks out of the ring and up the ramp as the fans are cheering his name.
TB: Damn so the rumors were true . . . this is a major loss . . . now who will be Dylan’s opponent at LMS?
The HWATron comes to life as we see Syren emerge from her locker room, fit for combat with the World Championship wrapped around her beautiful waist.
TB: Well there she is ladies and gentlemen, the first-ever woman to claim that she's been a World Champion here in the HWA. And she will be in one-on-one action next as the LMS tournament continues here tonight in our Main Event! But the question has to be asked Keith... where is Tristan Wolfe? Last week, Ron Royalty promised that the young Irish man would make his return tonight.
KK: Well, apparently, Ron lied to us Trent and, quite frankly, it was quite the ruse. He sure knows how to draw a crowd, that's for sure. I mean, yeah, they'll be walking away disappointed that Tristan didn't show but look at all the other action they got to witness!
TB: Well I can only hope that Syren is focused on the task at hand and not Tristan, because up next, she faces the monstrous Dan Sawyer!
*COMMERCIAL BREAK*
Syren v Dan Sawyer
TB: Well after all that, we are down to our main event!
KK: Dan has no chance, Syren has this one won.
"Rock Superstar" by Cypress Hill as Sawyer walks out looking cocky as usual. He gets in the ring and Breeze's music and intro hits as he comes out and waits for Syren.
TB: Hmm, Dan actually looks ready for this match.
KK: Well let's see if he can hang with the champ.
"Numb" by Linkin Park and Syren is walking out to a huge standing ovation, she has the HWA world title. Sawyer stares at Syren with a disgusted look and stares at her with a hard look.
TB: Can Dan be intimidated?
KK: I think he is trying to play mind games with Syren, but it doesn't seem to be working.
The bell rings and Sawyer looks focused as Syren and Sawyer go into a grapple. Dan goes behind Syren and slams her face first into the mat. Dan starts walking around Syren as she slowly rises to her feet, and Dan grabs her hair and slams her against the mat. Syren rolls out the ring and Dan starts taunting.
TB: I am impressed on Dan's focus into this match.
KK: How can he do that to our world champ?!
Dan gets outside the ring and starts chasing Syren, Syren knocks Dan out with a huge clothesline. Dan head first, seems to be in pain. Syren picks Dan up by the hair as he seems to not know where is at the current moment. Syren Irish whips Dan into the stair case as it sounds like a huge train wreck. Dan some how flips through the stairs as he is in extreme pain.
KK: WOAH! Did you see that, Dan surely messed that up.
TB: Syren is surely focused on Sawyer, she is like a hawk on Sawyer.
Syren gets in the ring than gets back out to restart the count. She picks up Dan once again and starts giving him chops straight to the chest. Dan starts giving Syren chops to the chest as he grabs her and puts her back in the ring. Dan gets in the ring and runs toward Syren to receive another clothesline. Syren gets on the top rope as she taunts for her signature move.
KK: Can this be it? Can this nail in the coffin?!
TB: Syren taking a huge risk here…
Syren gets on the top rope and delivers a Breakdown as she is met with knees to the gut.
KK: HAHAHA, he was playing possum.
Dan goes for the quick and easy way out as he pins Syren. 1………..2……….Syren barley kicks out! The fans are roaring with excitement as Dan is pissed. He looks at the referee and argues with the ref that it was a 3. Dan gets up in the referee's face, he pushes the ref and the ref pushes Sawyer back. Sawyer gives a sucker punch to the ref and the ref falls to the mat.
KK: Hey, if he wants to argue with the ref that's fine. But attacking a ref, that's for chumps.
TB: Sawyer is pissed, you can sense it in his eyes.
Dan starts walking toward Syren, he lifts Syren up by the hair to get a low blow! Dan falls on his knees by such pain. Syren laughs as she just slaps him, and he tries to get up as Syren runs toward the ropes and gives Sawyer a Lasso! Syren pins Sawyer, but there is no ref! The fans count 1,2,3,4,5,6….. Syren goes toward the ref and tries to revive him.
KK: The smart thing to do, if you want to win a match.
By the time the ref is revived, Dan gets Syren into a schoolboy! 1…..2….Kick out! Syren barely kicks out, but manages to find strength to.
TB: Sawyer needs to calm down, or he will lose the match.
Dan picks Syren up and gets her in a choke slam, she reverses it into a jaw breaker and Dan looks as if he had just lost a tooth. Dan gets straight back up, Dan attempts to clothesline Syren as she gives Dan a Spur Of The Moment!
KK: Oh my GOD! Syren is going to finish Dan off!
TB: This could change things a bit.
Syren runs to the turnbuckle and taunts for her signature move. She goes for the Breakdown and slams on Sawyer hard. Sawyer looks as if he is unconcious gets pinned. 1….2…..3!!!
KK: I KNEW IT! SYREN IS ON A ROLL!
TB: What an impressive match, you have to give it up for these two young individuals in giving us such entertainment. They both gave it there all.
Syren goes on the turnbuckle as she raises the world title in the air, as the fans go wild. She smiles as she gets out of the ring while Dan seems upset by his loss.
KK: We had a great time…now its time for me to go to Hooters…. WOO HOO!
TB: Well ladies and gentleman thanks for watching and we will see you next week…Same time…Same day… SAME SHOW!
Dan Sawyer rises up from the mat from the excruitating match as he eyes down Syren, the HWA World Champion. Syren turns as Sawyer charges and nearly takes her head off with a vicious clothesline!
TB: Oh my God what an attack by Sawyer!
KK: Guess he doesn't like the fact that a woman is the World Champion.
The crowd boos viciously at Sawyer as he ignores them and walks back over to Syren. The ref tries to rush to her aid but gets a stiff fist to the temple for his troubles as he drops without incident. Kneeling down, Sawyer grabs a fistful of Syren's hair and yanks her to her feet. Sawyer wraps his hand around Syren's throat and glares into her eyes, hate burning within. Realizing she was in trouble, Syren fought back... delivering a stiff kick to the groin, breaking the hold and doubling Sawyer over.
TB: Syren desperatly fighting for her life here!
The crowd cheered loud for her "low blow" as she measured up her enemy. Sawyer shook off the blow and turned as Syren spun on her heel and went for a Spinning Heel Kick but Sawyer grabbed her out-stretched leg and held it firmly. Shaking his head as if to say "not this time," Sawyer threw her leg down and quickly grabbed ahold of Syren by the throat once more. Not allowing her any chance to escape, Sawyer lifted her high into the air and sent her crashing down to the canvas with a hellacious Chokeslam!
TB: No! No! Chokeslam on Syren and Saywer damn-near broke her in half!
Some of the crowd stared in shocked amazement at the viciousness of Sawyer while others chaned "asshole!" Sawyer continued to stare down at Syren who lay motionless, her body spasming from occassion from that vicious Chokeslam. Sawyer again knelt down and grabbed Syren by the hair. He pulled her limp body up to her knees as he positioned her head in-between his legs.
TB: Now what the hell is Sawyer doing? Hasn't he done enough!?
Keeping her head between his legs, he bent over and pulled the rest of her body up so that she was some-what on her feet.
KK: Looks like a Powerbomb here.
A sick grin came across Sawyer's face as he began to lift her up when the lights suddenly dimmed to a pitch black.
TB: Hey, what the...!? Is this another one of Sawyer's sadistic ceremonies!?
KK: Don't look at me, I just work here.
The arena was enveloped in darkness as the HWATron fizzled to life with words "Yer Luck Just Ran Out." Reading these words, the crowd began cheering loudly as the HWATron then went to an image of a green cloverleaf with a claymore stabbed through it.
TB: What's going on here!?
KK: Whatever it is, I don't think it's Sawyer's doing.
Fireworks suddenly exploded from the rampway as "The Enemy" by Sevendust hit the loudspeakers. The cheers rose to deafening levels as the lights returned to normal and we see Sawyer standing in the ring with Syren at his feet. Sawyer was looking up the rampway, prepared for a fight... totally unaware that Tristan Wolfe was now standing behind him.
TB: It's Tristan Wolfe! Tristan Wolfe is back! Ron Royalty kept his promise!
KK: Oh no! Don't turn around Sawyer!
Sawyer looked around, realizing that no one was coming down the rampway. He recognized the music as Tristan's but saw no sign of him anywhere. Sawyer turned around to finish off Syren only to receive a devastating Super Kick to the jaw!
TB: Super Kick! Super Kick! Tristan nearly took Sawyer's head off with that move!
Sawyer stumbled backwards from the blow into the ropes. The ropes bounced him back towards Tristan who measured up Sawyer again and this time planted him down onto the mat with the Wolfe's Bane!
TB: Wolfe's Bane! Wolfe's Bane! Tristan Wolfe is kicking Sawyer's ass here!
Tristan pushed himself up off the mat, yelling trash at Sawyer. Tristan then proceeded to stop Sawyer out of the ring, ensuring he'd no longer be a threat to Syren. The fans began chanting Tristan's name but he appeared to ignore them as he turned and looked down at Syren who was struggling to get to her feet. He began to move to help her but then stopped, as if suddenly realizing something. Instead, he slid out of the ring and over to the time table where he grabbed a mic and her World Championship.
TB: Looks like Tristan has something to say to Syren.
KK: Not only that, but he has the HWA World Championship with him as well.
Tristan slid back into the ring and walked over to Syren, dropping the World Title at her feet as she was now standing, her head down. Her gaze went from the World Title up until her eyes locked with Tristan's. Joy seemed to flow over every inch of Syren's body as she moved to embrace him but, like Tristan, seemed to realize something and stopped. The two stood entranced in an epic stare down as Tristan's music cut off and he began to bring the mic to his lips. The crowd was torn between chanting for Tristan and for Syren.
Tristan Wolfe: Ah told ye ah'd be back lass yet, here ah am, and ye seem a bit surprised to see me. Didn't ye get the roses ah sent ye earlier?
The crowd sort of "oohed" and "ahed" at this part, realizing that Syren had thrown the roses aside earlier in the evening.
Tristan Wolfe: Well that dun't matter now, the only thing that matters is that ah'm back and ah'm never leavin' yer side again.
Syren sort of cast him a "oh, really" look as Tristan couldn't help but smile.
Tristan Wolfe: Ah know lass, ah know... ah fucked up, again. Ah left ye here to carry the burden all by yer lonesome but I knew Sy, I knew ye could handle it. Hell, yer the HWA World Champion!
The crowd cheered loudly for this as a slight smile came across Syren's lips.
Tristan Wolfe: Albeit it ye had to use MY #1 Contendership to get it done but, hey, 'tis all in the past now.
The crowd sort of booed this comment, as if they felt Tristan held her accountable for something. Syren, too, seemed a bit put back as she opened her mouth to respond but Tristan continued on.
Tristan Wolfe: The bottom line is lass, ah'm sorry for leavin' ye on such short notice and ah'm sorry that ah wasn't here to help ye defend our Tag Team Titles. But ah want to make it up to ye.
Tristan, shockingly, got down on one knee as he bent down and picked up the HWA World Championship belt. He held it adoringly for awhile and then looked up at Syren who looked down upon him in confusion.
KK: Is he doing what I think he's doing?
TB: Shhh!
Tristan Wolfe: Sy, the fact is... ye deserve the world. And that 'tis what ah'm offering ye.
Tristan held up the World Championship to her as she continued to look down at Tristan, not quite sure what was going on.
Tristan Wolfe: Lord only knows ah'm not good at this type of shyt so ah'm just going to come out and say it.
Tristan took in a deep breath, put his game face on, and looked deep into Syren's eyes.
Tristan Wolfe: Sy... will ye...
"Purple Haze" suddenly hits the loud speakers as the fans boo loudly at this. David Jackson comes storming out from behind the curtain and stomps down the rampway. Tristan is now up from his kneeling position and standing between Jackson and Syren as Jackson climbs up the ring steps and into the ring. Jackson's disappoving gaze goes from Syren to Tristan.
TB: Now what business does Jackson have out here!?
KK: Oh, I don't know, probably just the small detail that he's the boss and he can do whatever he wants.
David Jackson: What the hell is this!?
Tristan and Syren exchange glances and then look back at Jackson.
David Jackson: No, really, I'd like to know. I'm sitting backstage watching MY show and everything was going smoothly! And then YOU show up!
Jackson points at Tristan as a smirk comes across the young Irish man's face.
David Jackson: I mean, you blatantly attack Dan Sawyer for no reason... other then the fact that he's a piece of shit of course, so I decide to let that slide! But now, here you are, wasting my precious air time on some lovey-dovey comments. I mean, what the hell!? I thought you were a man Tristan, not some woman's bitch!
The crowd "oohs" at this as Tristan moves to encounter Jackson but Syren puts her hand on his shoulder, bringing him to a halt. But this seems to anger Tristan more as he glares over at Syren.
David Jackson: I must say Tristan, I'm disappointed in you... I know we never really got along and all but I forsaw you as being a major player in the HWA. But that's all changed now, your priorities have changed. You were one win away from being a marquee player Tristan, ONE WIN! And, instead, you give it all up... all for her!
The crowd booed once more as Syren glared over at Jackson now.
David Jackson: It's not too late though Tristan, I can still help you become the star that you deserve to be. In my eyes, Syren STOLE your #1 Contendership from you! After all, you were thousands of miles away... what could you do about it!? But now, Tristan, now that you're back... you have the power to do something about it. Think of it... Tristan Wolfe vs. Syren for the HWA World Championship!
Syren's eyes grew wide as she could see what David Jackson was doing - what he was plotting. She looked over at Tristan and was hoping against hope that he wasn't falling into the trap but his face was a blank expression.
David Jackson: All you have to do is say the word Tristan and I'll make it happen.
Syren looked to Tristan, silently pleading with him, but he paid no attention to her, his eyes focused on the HWA World Championship in his hands. Tristan cast a glance over at Syren as a smirk came across his face, causing Syren to shake her head in disbelief.
TB: You've got to be kidding me, Tristan's buying into this crap! Jackson would never give him a title shot!
Tristan cast another glance down at the title and then he threw it in Syren's direction. Syren caught ahold of it and looked over at Tristan, confused, as Tristan turned away from her and faced Jackson, that smirk still present on his face.
Tristan Wolfe: So ye're goin' to offer me a shot at the World Championship then, eh?
Jackson nods his head as Tristan nods his head in understanding.
Tristan Wolfe: Alright then lad, ye got yerself a fuckin' deal.
Tristan held out his hand to shake Jackson's as the crowd booed without remorse.
TB: I can't believe this! Tristan has turned on Syren!
Syren slinked away from Tristan as Jackson wrapped his hand around Tristan's and the two shook.
TB: What kind of sick alliance is this!? These two men hate each other!
Tristan Wolfe: Ye know lad, there's not another single human being alive today that I hate more then ye. Yet, I have to admit, yer one helluva business man. There's just one problem... yer luck has just run out!
Tristan quickly kicked Jackson in the gut, doubling the HWA President over. Grabbing Jackson's head, Tristan twisted and fell to the mat, nearly taking Jackson's head off with a stunner.
TB: Celtic Cutter! Celtic Cutter! That's Tristan's old-version of the Celtic Cutter and it looks like he's gone old school on us in his epic return here tonight!
Jackson lay motionless in the mat as the crowd cheered their approval loudly as Tristan pushed himself up to his feet. He looked over Jackson with a smirk before his eyes floated over to Syren, who still kept her distance. Tristan nodded his head at her, as if understanding her hesitation, before rolling out of the ring and walking up the rampway backwards.
TB: My God I can’t believe what we have witnessed.
But suddenly everyone is shocked to see at the top of the ramp standing none other than Chase Dominek.
TB: What!!!
KK: Whoa . . . look at the look on Tristan’s face . . . his main enemy has shown up!
Chase has a mic.
Chase: Ha ha ha Tristan! Remember me old pal? I admit I was away for a while, but did you really think I was gone for good? Ha ha no . . . I can make no exceptions for you . . . I wanted to return for that match you owed me . . . at Last Man Standing! But I noticed you will have a match with your girlfriend . . . real suave of you. Anyways . . . .
Tristan has had enough and runs up the ramp and starts locking horns with Chase. They are trading blows hardcore and Chase grabs Tristan and hits a suplex on top of the stage. But suddenly Grimjack runs out and starts stomping on Tristan.
TB: What the hell does Grimjack want with Tristan?
The fans are booing at this when suddenly Ron Royalty is running out and he grabs Grimjack and throws him off the stage and they love it. Grimjack lands right on top of a number of steel chairs and is broken. Royalty jumps off the stage and hits a leg drop on Grimjack below.
KK: What a cheap shot that was!
TB: What do you mean Grimjack was doing the cheap shot on Tristan!
Meanwhile Syren has run up the ramp and attacks Chase and she grabs him and throws him off the stage and he lands right through a table. Sawyer and Brooklyn come running out and they attack Royalty who was slightly hurt by the legdrop off the stage.
TB: This is turning to chaos.
Draven Masters runs out and the crowd is going wild at this point. Masters throws Brooklyn to the ground and scoops up Sawyer and slams him through a table. Security is trying to regain order and keep the fans protected and a chant of “GRIMJACK SUCKS” is going through the arena.
TB: Well folks this is just about it, wow a lot of shocking things happened tonight but I think it will be nothing . . . next week is finally Last Man Standing! Wow we will see Tristan vs. Syren . . . Grimjack vs. Royalty for the entire HWA to be won! A lot of hatred there. The big International match, Conner vs Kamikaze vs Dan Sawyer in a triple threat Oh and let’s just mention a little thing called the LMS. We will see Maxem vs. Masters, those two happen to hate each other. Not to mention Syren vs. Dylan Wolfe, no love lost there. The winners of this will go on to the final, many say winning the LMS is more prestigious than the world title, for sure whomever wins it will have bragging rights for a long time! So tune in and order the pay per view, it will be a night to remember! I’m Trent Brown for Keith Kincaid, signing off!