Post by Byson on Mar 27, 2009 20:32:48 GMT -5
FRIDAY NIGHT MAYHEM
The Wheel of Mayhem...
Theme "The Party Song" by Emery
LIVE from The Thomas & Mack Center, Las Vegas- Nevada
The ICW Presents it's MAIN Television show, featuring it's biggest stars and putting on it's biggest matches!
Commentary by Paul Wild & Bret Rhodes
DEADLINE for all RP's is Friday at 9:00 PM (ET)
RESULTS for the show will be posted by 10:00 PM (ET)
TWO RP Limit for all matches, unless otherwise specified.
ALL Segments need to be sent to me before the deadline is reached.
"The Wheel of Mayhem takes over when all the superstars of the ICW are randomly chosen to compete in a variety of matches! The competitors will enter the ring, the wheel will spin, and the match will begin! The night promises to be chalk full of exciting moments & unexpected results!"
--------------------------------------------------------------------
-----------------------------------------
Opener Debut Challenge
Hu$tla vs. Dementia
----------------------------------------
To be announced...
Lucas Fox vs. Nightkrow
-----------------------------------------
To be announced...
The Kneeling Disciple vs. Kasaitori II
-------------------------------------------------
To be announced...
Phoenix vs. Isabella Luna
-------------------------------------------------
To be announced...
Ralph Nader vs. Ronald Williams
------------------------------------------------
To be announced...
Daniel Fenrir vs. Ashley Adams
-----------------------------------------------
To be announced...
Harry Collinsworth vs. Justin Sane
----------------------------------------------
To be announced...
Logan Black vs. Jeran Hudson
-----------------------------------------------
To be announced...
Israel Adams vs. Foxworth Brown Jr.
---------------------------------------------
To be announced...
Emma Chase vs. Erik Stillings
--------------------------------------------
To be announced...
CJ Tyler vs. Walker Sullivan
-------------------------------------------------
The following program is presented by Insane Championship Wrestling…
TV-MA appears at the top of the screen as we see nothing but black. We hear a very dark voice begin to speak.
“Tonight, the lucky shall endure & the gamblers shall perish. Tonight we witness the innovative new concept known as The Wheel of Mayhem!“
The Party Song by Emery begins to play as the opening video for Mayhem begins. We see shots of all the current ICW stars, Byson, Reid Anderson, Paul & Bret, we see clips of last week with Daniel Fenrir claiming the gold, leaving Ronald Williams a bloody mess. The camera begins to pan around the “Thomas & Mack arena” but quickly goes straight to the wrestling ring, where we are ready for action!
Dementia vs. Hustla
Both men make there way down to the ring with there respective entrance themes, the fans are certainly getting behind Johnny Hustla in this match.
Bret Rhodes: Here we go the, super freak Dementia versus Hustla.
At the start of the match Dementia is sitting in his corner, staring silently. Has soon as the bell rings he jumps up, yelling loudly, slapping at his own head, the fans just stare, scratching their heads, hoping to see Hustla kick some ass! Dementia jumps out of the ring over the top rope and runs a lap around it, then slides back in with a surprise attack on Hustla. Chopping at his knee. With Hustla downed he continues the attack. Whipping Hustla into the ropes he follows up with a clothesline and a quick pin.
1-2-kick out.
Hustla tries to get to his feet but he's kept downed by a knee drop. Dementia gets to his feet and begins bouncing up and down on the bottom rope in an attempt to rally the crowd behind him. This gives Hustla a small opening and he duly delivers, rolling Dementia up quickly.
1-2-kick out.
Both men get to their feet at the same time. Dementia yelling and slapping his chest. Hustla gains the upper hand, charging at his opponent with a clothesline. Dementia roles out of the ring and runs around as Hustla gives chase. As he roles back into the ring, ahead of Hustla he lays into him with kicks to the back. Bouncing off the ropes Dementia drops an elbow onto Hustla's back. He lifts Hustla to his feet and drills him with a drop kick. Dementia again tries to rally the crowd but this time Hustla can't capitalize. With Hustla still downed Dementia begins to climb the turnbuckle. He attempts a legdrop, but hustla moves and Dementia's leg drop catches nothing but the mat. Hustla rolls Dementia up.
1-2-kick out.
Dementia in the first to his feet. Hustla slowly makes it up to one knee and Dementia charges at him, hitting with a hard shining wizard right to the face! Hustla hits the mat stunned as blood pours from his face. Dementia goes for the pin.
1-2-kick out.
Hustla and Dementia groggily get to their feet. Dementia appears to have hurt his leg on the shining wizard and can barely stand, leaning against the ropes. The referee asks Hustla if he can continue as blood pours from his forehead. Hustla pushes the referee to the side and motions to Dementia, begging for more. Dementia duly obliges, aiming punches at the cut in his head. Hustla falls into the corner as Dementia climbs to the second rope and lays 8 punches into Hustla's head. On the attempt at the 9th punch, however, Hustla fights with everything in his body and delivers a spine buster. Both men lay on the mat as the referee begins his ten count.
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-Dementia gets to his feet.
As Hustla eventually gets to his feet again he is locked in a sleeper hold. It doesn't take long for him to fall to the mat. The referee goes to check as Hustla's arm hits the mat once, twice....but not for a third time. Somehow Hustla keeps his arm from hitting the mat a third time. He battled to his feet only to be met by a standing Yakuza kick! Dementia begins running circles round Hustla as he lies on the mat before rolling him onto his stomach and locking in the cattle mutilation. Locked in the centre on the ring Hustla fights and fights but slowly begins to fade. Dementia is screaming for him to tap but Hustla manages to escape. He gets to his feet before Dementia can react and delivers a boot right into his opponent's face! Dementia stumbles back, apparently having no clue where he was. Hustla hops to his feet, meeting Dementia with the “Hip Hop Drop”! Hustla hooks the leg of the crazed but talented man.
ONE, TWO, THR- Kick out!
No! No! The fans can’t believe it, neither can Hustla! Hustla grabs Dementia, pissed off as he gets ready to hit the move once again, but Dementia hits another standing Yakuza kick. Hustla goes down again! Dementia begins rubbing his throat, waiting for Hustla to stand up. When he does he turns around, and Dementia hits him with a face full of green mist! Hustla begins trying to rub the burning mist out of his eyes, which allows Dementia to hit a finisher! Non Compos Mentis! Dementia hooks the leg!
One, two, three!
Dementia jumps off of his fallen foe, running circles around the ring before hopping up onto a turnbuckle, pounding his chest triumphantly. Mikey Danielson makes his way down to the ring and the two of them celebrate their first ICW victory.
WINNER BY PINFALL: DEMENTIA
----------------------------------------------------------
Commercial Break
----------------------------------------------------------
It was time for the first Wheel of Mayhem match. Lucas Fox & Nightkrow stand apart from another as the wheel takes a spin, the fans applauding it as it goes around, a “Cage Match” chant starting up. The arrow goes just inches past Cage Match and lands on “5 count pinfall” as the bell rings, and the match is underway!
5 count pinfall match
Lucas Fox vs. Nightkrow
Nightkrow walks out of the entrance tunnel and is focused on Lucas . Nightkrow gets in the ring and poses. He locks eyes with Lucas and Nightkrow motions Lucas to come and get some. The bell rings and Nightkrow comes charging at Lucas while he is in the corner. Nightkrow gets him cornered in the turnbuckle and starts hitting him with a series and mixture of stiff kicks and punches. Lucas endures the blow s moaning pain. This goes on for another thirty seconds until Nightkrow grabs Lucas and hits a belly to belly suplex on him. Lucas moans in pain while Nightkrow starts throwing mounted punches upon Lucas . Quickly Nightkrow quickly locks on a triangle choke on Lucas. Nightkrow applies pressure while Lucas is gasping for air. After one minute Lucas mangles to get his foot under the rope. The referee tells Nightkrow to break the hold at five or he is disqualified. Nightkrow breaks at four and three quarters. Nightkrow gets to his feet and stomps on Lucas ’s neck. Lucas moans in pain while holding his neck. Lucas pulls himself to his feet from help from the ropes. Before Lucas has a chance to catch his breath Nightkrow grabs him and irish whips across the ring. Nightkrow hits an arm drag into arm scissors on Lucas . The crowd starts chanting Nightkrow, Nightkrow, Nightkrow! Lucas moans in pain. Lucas quickly starts elbowing him in the hand and the legs to break the hold. After ten repeated shots Nightkrow breaks the hold.
Bret Rhodes: Strong showing by Nightkrow, he's a weird one.
Paul Wild: Strong showing by both men, Bret.
Lucas holds his right arm as he slowly gets to his feet as Nightkrow quickly gets to his feet Nightkrow quickly gets a headlock on Lucas and applies pressure. Lucas elbows Nightkrow in the gut and irish whips him across the ring. Nightkrow rebounds off the ropes and comes running charging and connects with a leg lariat. Quickly Nightkrow goes for the cover while the referee begins counting. One and kick out by Lucas . Lucas holds his face while moaning in pain. Nightkrow positions Lucas ’s head up. He gets a few steps back from his head and comes running hitting a rolling neck snap on Lucas. Lucas flails in pain while he is holding his neck. Nightkrow gets to his feet and picks up Lucas . Nightkrow gets behind him and applies the octopus stretch on him. Lucas moans in pain while the intensity in Nightkrows eyes grows. Lucas moans in pain as he desperately thinks of a way to get out.
Bret Rhodes: Lucas Fox is gonna lose! Just like that!
Paul Wild: He can't, you can only use by a 5 count pinfall!
Lucas stats elbowing Nightkrow in the gut and quickens the pace going nonstop while Nightkrow is increasing the pressure. Lucas moans in pain while he continues to elbow Nightkrow in the stomach. Slowly Nightkrow breaks the hold. Lucas turns around and grabs Nightkrow hitting a scoop slam on him. Lucas breaths heavily while Nightkrow gets back to his feet quite quickly. Nightkrow throws a punch and drills Lucas in the head. Nightkrow grabs Lucas and irish whips into a turnbuckle corner but Lucas reverses sending Nightkrow into the turnbuckle. Lucas catches a quick breath and comes running scoring a clothesline on Nightkrow. Lucas starts hitting Nightkrow with knife edge chops. Each chop is harder than the one before. Nightkrow moans in pain while a small red patch appears on his stomach. Lucas hits Nightkrow with the final knife edge chop. Lucas starts hitting Nightkrow with shoulder thrusts. Nightkrow is trying to catch his breath . After Lucas hits the fifth shoulder thrusts he looks at the crowd. He points at the crowd then points at Nightkrow; then he hits a stiff elbow shot Nightkrows very red stomach. Nightkrow gasps for air. Lucas throws Nightkrow on to the floor. Nightkrow is one his back then Lucas turns him on his stomach. Slowly Lucas walks across Nightkrow’s stomach. Nightkrow is flailing in pain with holding his stomach. Lucas covers Nightkrow and the referee makes the count. One, two, three and kick out. Lucas gets to his feet and brings Nightkrow to his feet. Lucas grabs Nightkrow and gets Nightkrow in the suplex position. Lucas stares at the crowd then delivers a neck crank suplex. Nightkrow moans in pain while holding his stomach. Lucas gets on Nightkrow and locks in a crucifix hold on him. Lucas starts driving thunderous roaring elbows to Nightkrow’s head. Lucas breaks the crucifix hold and goes for the cover. The referee starts counting. Kick out at one and a half. Lucas gets to his feet and picks up Nightkrow. Lucas then hits a hard back breaker on Nightkrow. Lucas picks up Nightkrow and starts applying the abdominal stretch upon Nightkrow
Paul Wild: So many submissions, they are really trying to wear each other down here tonight.
Lucas increases the pressure as Nightkrow moans in pain. Nightkrow tries to elbow Lucas in the gut but Lucas strikes him with his free arm on Nightkrow. Lucas increase the pressure as Nightkrow moans in pain. Nightkrow starts moving his arm up feeding off the emotion of the crowd manages to strike Lucas in the chest twice with stiff elbow shots. Lucas breaks the hold and holds his stomach for a second. Nightkrow holds his back then suddenly Lucas grabs Nightkrow then irish whips him across the ring. Nightkrow rebounds hitting a springboard reverse DDT. The crowd pops for Nightkrow. Nightkrow catches his breath while Lucas on his back on the mat. Nightkrow tells Lucas to hurry up and get on his feet. Lucas finally gets to his feet and Nightkrow hammers with some hard chops. Nightkrow then grabs Lucas and hits a snap mare take down on him. He positions Lucas head up and kicks Lucas in the back of the head. Lucas moans in pain while Nightkrow drops to his knees starts applying a side headlock on him. Lucas tries to get out but Nightkrow isn’t letting him get out. Two minutes later Lucas is slowly getting to his feet. He is on one knee as Nightkrow increases the pressure. Lucas finally get to feet and goes for a back suplex but Nightkrow reverses into a russian legsweep. Nightkrow grabs Lucas ’s head and starts drilling him in the head with knee strikes. Lucas moans in pain while Nightkrow continues. Nightkrow continues striking Lucas for a good minute and stops. Nightkrow covers Lucas while the referee starts counting. One, two kick out. Nightkrow looks at the referee and locks back down on Lucas . Nightkrow gets to his feet and picks up Lucas . Nightkrow irish whips Lucas across the ring and catches him with a Monkey Flip. Quickly Nightkrow hits Standing Moonsault. Again Nightkrow goes for another cover. The referee starts counting. One, two, three, and kick out!
Nightkrow is very pissed at this point as he turns and gets to his corner. Lucas Fox stumbles at Nightkrow, who hit's a immediate Krow's Bite (Stunner)! Lucas Fox is laid out as Nightkrow hooks the leg.
One, Two, Three, Four, Five!
Winner by pinfall: NIGHTKROW
---------------------------------------------------------------------
We go backstage where Byson is standing, a large smile on his face, watching the television before him. The All or Nothing championship rest gently on the shoulder of Byson, as he gives it a good pat and sits back in his leather chair, ready to enjoy a night of surprise, action, & blood!
The wall of the arena begin to shake as the packed crowd grows restless. Noise roars through the arena and you can’t hear the person next to you. The begin to quiet down as the next segment is announced. The lights go off and the fans explode with boos. Crimson lights begin flashing psychedelically throughout the area as golden confetti falls. “Life's a Bitch” his the PA system and the fan’s boos grow. Golden pyro seems to shoot out from every direction as Daniel Fenrir walks out onto the stag to a grotesque reaction. The man of the hour has arrived and the Inferno is wearing a slightly upgraded custom Armani suit. The Xtreme championship is resting idly on his shoulder. He is wearing his usual arrogant grin. He taunts to the crowd on the stage and plays around before proceeding to the ring. He slides in and paces around before standing up on the turnbuckle and taunting again. This draws an immense heel reaction as the arena shakes with boos.
Wild: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to Mayhem. We're kicking things off here with the new Xtreme champion, Daniel Fenrir.
Rhodes: And there's no better way to kick it off than with Daniel Fenrir
Fenrir takes the belt from around his waist and raises it in the air which triggers pyro to go off all around the arena. Gold pyro goes off in the rafters above the ring, all along the ramp, on the titantron and of course around the ring. The croed boo relentlessly as Fenrir smirks with the title held high. The Pyro continues to go on and it is ridiculously loud.
Rhodes: WOW! LOOK AT THIS. THIS IS A CELEBRATION FOR A CHAMPION. LOOK AT IT WILD!
Wild: I CAN SEE IT RHODES BUT I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT. IT COULD BURST MY EARDRUMS.
Rhodes: WHAT A LIGHTWEIGHT.
The pyro goes on for a few more seconds before eventually ceasing. The crowd are visually relieved and then there is one more bang as a quick pyro goes off then suddenly golden confetti falls from the rafters. Fenrir points to himself mouthing 'this is all for me'. Fenrir goes to get a microphone as his music finally does down and the boos are launched at him. He takes no notice and drapes the title over his shoulder. He blows on the title then rubs it which causes more booing from the crowd. He raises his head and then raises the mic to his mouth:
Daniel Fenrir: Do you know how much all of this cost me. it cost me over a million dollars which is more than everyone in this arena will make in their lifetimes, combined.
The crowd boo at the obviously false statement
Daniel Fenrir: You that display I just gave you, it was all in gold, it was in gold because I am gold. All of this, the pyrotechnics, the confetti, it's all for me and you all know why, because I am now officially the Xtreme champion.
Crowd boo
Rhodes: He finally did it, Wild.
Daniel Fenrir: Ladies and gentleman, last week I claimed my destiny. I fulfilled the prophecy that has been coming since my arrival a month ago. Your messiah of xtreme has taken his rightful place on the throne of ICW. I am the dominant force that is driving this industry into the promise land. The wealthy and affluent garden of Eden is just over the horizon. Last week was only the Exodus of my great journey still to come. I have shed Xtreme of the disgracing grasp of Ronald Williams A new dawn is here and I promise that I will not leave my people withering and dying and in the destructive desert. Unlike my predecessors, I am fully capable of running ICW and staying on top for a epic duration of time. Ronald Williams TKD these champions were all transitions. They are bottom feeders who capitalized on a opportunistic situation and made the best of it. None of these fans have seen the truth as I have… you are all frauds. ICW has succumb to the will of mindless puppets dancing before you for your amusement. All of them are disgraces to the profession of wrestling and..... Ashley Adams is not different. Tonight , I am going to put here in her place and I don't care about the stipulation
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Commercial Break
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
We go to the ring where Robby Culp is standing by with TKD & Kas, the giant wheel of Mayhem next to him. He grabs a corner and gives it a good spin, as it clicks & winds around, the fans cheering in anticipation! The arrow peaks between “Bra & Panties” and “Mud Wrestling” before it clicks over a few, landing on 20 Minute Ironman match!
20 Minute Ironman Match
The Kneeling Disciple vs. Kasaitori II
TKD wastes no time as he moves right over with a few hits taking Kasaitori back to the ropes. A chop to the chest, another, TKD whips Kasaitori to the other ropes. Lifts him up, slams him down with a flap jack. Kasaitori up steps back into the corner as TKD runs and drives a shoulder into the sternum of the champion. Clubbing forearm to the back of Kasaitori's head and another. Arm drag by TKD taking Kasaitori down again. TKD clubs a forearm to the back of Kasaitori, kicking him in the stomach as he tries to get up. He kicks him again, and once more. The fans are loving the relentless start from the Spaceman. Kasaitori slowly getting back to his feet still stunned at TKD ferocity as TKD gets him with a right, then a left having him back against the ropes again. Irish whip, Kasaitori reverses, TKD comes back Kasaitori goes for a Hip toss but TKD blocks and goes for one of his own, Kasaitori blocks and TKD gives him a right hand to the gut.
Hard right from TKD, another, another Kasaitori is groggy, he's stumbling. TKD Grabs Kasaitori's arm and locks in a hammerlock, wrenching it right up as he yells out in pain. Kasaitori tries to use his strength to break free but TKD pushes him back against the corner. Shoulder barge, and another. He goes for one more but Kasaitori replies with a knee to the face and TKD stumbles back. Kasaitori grabs TKD by the hair, he drives a fist into the back of TKD's head. Kasaitori whips TKD against the ropes, TKD ducks a clothesline and takes Kasaitori down with a dropkick. TKD grabs Kasaitori on the mat and locks in a bow and arrow stretch
Paul Wild: Great ferocity by TKD tonight, good tactics too wear your opponent down with submissions so he can't even GO for twenty minutes.
Bret Rhodes: Oh please i have it on good authority that Kasaitori II can go all night long.
The ref asks him but Kasaitori isn't tapping, he tries reaching out for the ropes while TKD stretches his back out. He cant quite reach and he yells out in pain as TKD tries to wrench in the move out of desperation Kasaitori leans over gouging TKD in the eyes as the fans boo loudly at the cheap shot. TKD stumbles, goes to grab Kasaitori but he pushes him away with his feet, TKD bounces off the ropes coming back as Kasaitori lifts him with his legs flipping him. TKD instantly back up comes back for more. Grabbing Kasaitori's legs he tries to turn it over into a Boston crab. He gets it. The moves locked in as Kasaitori again calls out in pain. He tries to reach the ropes but cant, he calls out but won't tap trying to relieve the pressure by hoisting himself up with his upper body strength but TKD curls the crab up elevating it causing Kasaitori to collapse on his arms again in pain. Kasaitori struggling through trying to crawl the move over to the ropes, he does so after struggling. TKD is told to break the hold. Kasaitori grabs the top rope to help himself up but TKD grabs his legs pulling him away causing him to rise up and fall flat on his face. TKD bounces off the ropes and drops down with an elbow to the kidney of Kasaitori. TKD drops a knee, doing what he can to take the wind out of the champion. He drops another, and another. TKD up and Kasaitori is struggling inching away as best he can as TKD wide eyed yells to him 'COME ON! COME ON!'. Kasaitori up gets a kick to the gut and drops to his knee, up again he gets another kick falling down fully this time. TKD mocks him by pretending to pose as the fans cheer loudly. TKD brings Kasaitori back to his feet and hooks the head lifting him up and hitting a front suplex.
Paul Wild: TKD is in control here tonight folks. Kaaitori can't seem to find his footing.
Bret Rhodes: Ever heard of a false sense of security?
Paul Wild: I have...but i think seven minutes into this match is a bit of a lengthy false sense of security.
TKD goes for a cover 1....2.kick out. Both men back up and TKD chops at Kasaitori's chest, he stumbles back into the corner. Hard right to the head, TKD whips Kasaitori to the other corner and runs at him but Kasaitori manages to lift his legs kicking TKD as he tries it. Kasaitori goes for the pin this time 1....2..kick out. Kasaitori proceeds to drop some heart punches onto TKD while he's down. Kasaitori backs up, runs and drops a big knee onto the challenger. Giovanni grabs TKD by the hair bringing him back to his feet and nails him with a knee to the face. Followed by another, he turns TKD around and nails him with a hangman's neckbreaker. He covers 1....2...kick out. Kasaitori grabs TKD and lifts him up nailing a rib breaker taking him back down once more. Kasaitori heads for the ring post yelling at a few fans in the front row as he does so, he climbs up top and leaps off with a big knee. Kasaitori grabs TKD as he goes to stand and rolls him up in a small package 1.....2......3!
Winner of the Fall via Pinfall: Kasaitori II
Kasaitori II 1 - TKD 0
12:33 Remaining.
The fans boo loudly as Kasaitori looks confused, never having done anything to the fans. He goes to grab TKD but TKD lashes out with rights and lefts into the sternum of Kasaitori. TKD irish whips Kasaitori but Kasaitori comes back nailing a face buster on the challenger as the fans continue to boo. Kasaitori comes over and drops another knee on TKD. He goes to raise the challenger, TKD hits him in the gut but Kasaitori nails a snap mare and gets down hooking the chin and locks in a classic camel clutch. Kasaitori wrenches back on the hold but TKD is trying to get to the ropes. Kasaitori clubs TKD to the back of the head and stands up smiling to the fans, wincing a little at all the body shots he's taken. Kasaitori drops a few more knees to the back of TKD before locking that camel clutch back in. TKD grabs Kasaitori's leg and slowly gets to his knees, then to his feet with Kasaitori still on his shoulders he drops back taking Kasaitori down. Both men laid out now. Both struggle back to their feet and TKD goes to hit Kasaitori but Kasaitori grabs his arm and nails him with a swinging neck breaker. He covers 1....2....kick out. He covers again 1....2...kick out. Kasaitori groans, he gets back up and drops another knee to TKD. TKD rolls away and gets back to his feet as Kasaitori approaches TKD lashes out with chops as the fans start to cheer once more. TKD whips Kasaitori to the corner and runs for a shoulder barge but Kasaitori kicks him in the face. TKD turns around with the impact and Kasaitori locks in and drops back with a crossface. TKD taps out almost instantly.
Winner of the fall via Submission: Kasaitori II
Kasaitori II 2 - TKD 0
6:01 Remaining.
Paul Wild: TKD living to fight another day there so to speak.
Bret Rhodes: More importantly though, TKD is losing!
Kasaitori lifts TKD back up, whips him to the ropes and raises a leg taking TKD down on return. Giovanni drives the head of TKD into the turn buckle, and another, and another. TKD bounces back off and Kasaitori rakes his eyes. Kasaitori kicks TKD in the gut and pulls him back nailing a picture perfect piledriver. Kasaitori grabs TKD bringing him back to his feet, he puts him up on his shoulders looking for a FuhGetAboutit but TKD wriggles free dropping down Kasaitori's front out of desperation he jumps up hooking Kasaitori's head and nails a HUGE DDT. The fans cheer loudly as TKD hooks the leg 1.....2......3!
Winner of the fall via Pinfall: TKD
Kasaitori II 2 - TKD 1
5:23 Remaining.
Both men lay there laid out, exhausted, TKD is slowly getting back to his feet the fans chanting 'TKD, TKD, TKD!' He slowly gets back to his feet. Kasaitori rolls to the outside shaking his head he grabs a water bottle and starts to make his way to rest.
TKD yells at Kasaitori but Kasaitori is shaking his head TKD slides out of the ring and charges hitting a super kick on Kasaitori, laying him out, sending the water bottle flying through the air! TKD slides back in the ring, letting the referee count out Kasaitori II.
Winner of the fall via Count out: TKD
Kasaitori II 2 - TKD 2
3:08 Remaining.
Kasaitori comes back to the ring and starts to yell at the referee for counting him out, Kasaitori tries to regain his composure as he turns around and TKD nails a flawless RKO, the fans going nuts! TKD hooks the leg, One, Two, Three!
Winner of the fall via Pinfall: TKD
Kasaitori II 2 - TKD 3
2:39 Remaining.
Paul Wild: TKD has pulled this one back, he's now in the lead.
Bret Rhodes: Oh this is just fantastic!
The fans are cheering loudly as TKD gets Kasaitori in the corner looking for the superplex but Kasaitori pushes him off and leaps off the post with a diving knee once more. Kasaitori throws TKD onto the mat and climbs the top rope, he hits a picture perfect corkscrew moonsault and covers TKD. One, Two, Thr- Kick out! Kasaitori can't believe it! He hooks the leg again, putting more pressure down.
One, two, thre- kick out!
1:05 Remaining.
Kasaitori II is getting upset, he begins stomping & punching at TKD, and TKD takes it all with stride. Kasaitori let's out a grunt and locks in the crossface. TKD reaches out, about to tap out again, the same move that made him tap out earlier. TKD begins screaming this time, biting at the arm of Kasaitori! Kasaitori let's go of the hold, turning around, laying more boots into the body of TKD.
0:15 Remaining.
Kasaitori begins yelling, rolling TKD over trying to lock him into any type of submission hold he can think of. TKD plays smart and simply rolls out of the ring.
0:04 Remaining.
TKD laughs as the bell rings.
WINNER BY 3-2: THE KNEELING DISCIPLE
------------------------------------------------------------------
Commercial Break
------------------------------------------------------------------
We was halfway through Friday Night Mayhem with some great match choices being made by, Byson’s wheel of fate for us all. Byson had sent for me, as one of the stagehand came to deliver the message for him to me. I smirked to myself, when I found out and then took my leave from my locker room before I started making my way through the backstage area in the direction to Byson’s office. It wasn’t long, before I had reached my destination I then knocked on the door; I then heard from inside a voice shout out: “Come In…” I smiled to myself, after I pushed down on the handle of the door and let myself in and then closed the door behind me. I took a few steps forward, before folding my arms and tilting my head slightly as Byson had his back to me looking through a clipboard of sorts…
Phoenix: “You sent for me, Byson. What did you want?”
Byson smiled charmingly to himself, before putting down the clipboard on his desk…
Byson: “...Ah yes, Phoenix. Straight to the point, as always I see.”
Byson then turned around to face me straightening up his suit jacket, before sitting on the edge of his desk wearing his usual sunglasses as he continued to smile at me…
Phoenix: “Yeah, well… (I placed my hands my hips)...I’m not one for beating around the bush…So you going to tell me, or what? I have a match to win, you know.”
Byson: “Indeed against Isabella Luna. Well, I won’t keep you long. I just want you to know first, I’ve become very impressed with you making your presence felt here in ICW. You’re fast becoming my all-time favorite diva here! And I look, after my favorites: Phoenix.”
I raised my eyebrow, as I half-smiled a little to myself as I walked slowly up to him placing my hands gently down on the surface of his desk right next to both his thigh muscles with Byson looking down then up with just a smile on his face. I looked up into his eyes, as he looked back into mine…
Phoenix: “As flattered, as I am but your high opinion of me: Byson. You still aren’t answering my question, are you? So, I’ll spell it out for you one more time, okay? Read my lips: What…do…you…want...from….me?”
I gave him a cute smile, as he just stared at me in admiration…
Byson: “…I don’t want anything from you… (He placed his fingers underneath my chin)...Except what we talked about last week my dear…”
Phoenix: “… (I let out a brief laugh)...Heh, I thought so. Well, like I said last week I’ll offer to help you in anyway I can… (I leaned in closer smiling a little)…For the right price, of course…”
Byson: “…Excellent…(I stepped away from him, as he got up off the edge of his desk then made his way around to the other side of his desk with me looking on with my thumbs placed through my belt-holders)…I knew, I could count on you.”
Phoenix: “…So, what’s the job? And we’ll discuss payment, later.”
Byson: “It’s quite simple, really. I want you, my beautiful creature to… (He walked around his desk, once again and stood infront of me)…Take out CJ Tyler, next week on Mayhem! I want you to push him behind his threshold, his limits even…and if you’re successful, then I’ll make it worth your while… (He then says back down on the edge of his desk, smiling confidently to himself)…”
Phoenix: “(I thought to myself for a minute, then looked at Byson)…He getting a little too much for you to handle eh, Byson?”
Byson: “Not so much, more of becoming a constant annoyance and I’m afraid, that’s just not good for business. He needs to be taught a lesson Phoenix, and I think you’re the person who can make it happen. I know you’ve been ruffling many feathers, since your arrival here last week just like I thought you would, when I hired you. So you up to the challenge, my sweet?”
He gave me a wink, as I smirked to myself walking over to him once again getting in his face a little with a devilish smile on my face…
Phoenix: “..Heh, am I up to the challenge? I wouldn’t call CJ Tyler, a “challenge” but sure why not? It could be fun ending another fool’s career here, if that’s what you really want…Boss.”
Byson: “Very good, Phoenix. I see a big future for yourself here in the ICW; I know you won’t disappoint me.”
Phoenix: “Good to know. So let’s talk fee, yeah? I’ve got some spare time, before the incineration will commence.”
Byson: “Yes, let’s do that. Have a seat… (Getting up off the edge of his desk, then gestured his hand to the chair after pulling it out slightly)…And we’re have a chat.”
I smiled to myself taking up Byson’s offer and then sat down on the chair infront of him as he sat back down on the edge of his desk smiling at me. The ICW then faded out to a commercial break leaving Byson & I fixated on each other’s stare.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Commercial Break
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
We go to the ring where Robby Culp is spinning the wheel, it passes by several bloody encounters and lands on “Triple Crown Match”. Winner is determined by the first person to score a submission, pinfall, then knock out.
Triple Crown Match (Must win be submission, then pinfall, then K.O.)
(written by ThumbTack Jack & Byson)
Phoenix vs. Isabella Luna
The two square off, neither getting the edge on the other. After a few moments of basic wrestling, the two women show exactly what they are made of not giving their opponent even an inch. Phoenix getting fairly frustrated casts caution to the wind and dives in with a clothesline, which knocks Isabella flat on her ass. Phoenix looking proud of herself wonders why she didn't do this to start off with, instead of making the effort of displaying her true wrestling skill. She feels superior to the winded Isabella as she flicks her hair back, but she is quickly disrupted with Isabella tugging at her left arm taking her down with an arm bar. Suddenly her well groomed hair is the last thing on her mind as Bella rive son her arm with real purpose. The pair both aware that to win the first fall a submission must be landed successfully, but surely Isabella can't maintain this pressure on her opponents arm. Just as it seems as if Phoenix's arm is destined to pop out of its socket, she manages to scoop herself round gaining a vertical base.
Bret Rhodes - It would seem these foxy ladies, really do care about making an impact on the ICW women's division, I'm just praying neither of there clothes accidentally tear or something...
Paul Wild - Yes I bet you are, but you must remember these two girls came to this company to fight, not to strip and make it on to playboy.
Phoenix over powering Isabella and ends up on top of her drilling a number of lefts and rights straight to the face. She seems really fired up but begins to struggle maintaining the blows with her left arm after the position Isabella just had it in. Isabella rolls her over and ends up in the exact same position phoenix was just seconds before, she also copies the exact same method as she beats on her opponents face like a drum. Groans can be hard as she lets her opponent breath for a second, and a very quick second at that, as she bounces off the ropes before delivering a knee to the face of phoenix. Maintaining the offence as she grabs Phoenix by the hair pulling her to her feet, she knees her in the gut and sets her up for a DDT which is emphatically landed. She springs back to her feet stamping away at her opposition as she yells 'tramp!', the crowd looking slightly impatient wanting the action to get going begin a chorus of chants. Isabella turns to the crowd laughing mocking them, as she does so giving Phoenix time to recuperate. She grabs hold of her twisting her round and shoving her into the ropes. She fires across the ring and is met in the middle with a clothesline, she doesn't give her a second though keeping her on her feet and doing the same once again. This time though deciding to deliver a drop kick, which knocks her down like a balling pin after a few seconds of stumbling around. The crowd now entertained cheer and Pheonix heads to her fallen counterpart, who is attempting to leave the ring via the bottom rope. She is soon stopped though by a head lock - half way out of the ring. As phoenix displays her athleticism half hanging out of the ring with her legs clinching tight onto the middle rope, still able to continue the decent head lock. The ref moves in breaking the hold as contact is obviosuly being made with the ropes.
Paul Wild - A great idea there by Pheonix and lovely showing of her flexibility, shame the rope meant the hold had to be broken - wouldn't you agree Bret?
Bret Rhodes- Huh? I'm sorry but Phoenix's red panties were riding up her back slightly, shes so hot - Wouldn't you agree Paul (laughs)?
Paul's disgusted silence is interrupted by the cry of Isabella as she is dragged back into the ring, picked up but is quickly once again on her back after being on the wrong end of a snap suplex. Phoenix hurtles towards the ropes landing a variation of the lion sault, the crowd love sit and she now feeding off the response decides to retain the pain by picking up the hurting Isabella attempting to powerbomb her out of the ring. She struggles but gets her up, the move is stopped however as Isabella manages to slip down the back of her opponent at the same time sending Pheonix crashing out of the ring. Still feeling the adrenaline though she quickly gets to her knees and next her feet as she turns she is met by yet another athletic move as Isabella dives through the middle rope with a spear. The move however takes an equal ammount out of both competitors, as they try to sue one and other to get to their feet. Isabella is first to her feet as she pulls back on phoenix's head before sending it into the guard rail, the cries of ouch can be heard ringing around the arena. This match has quickly gone from wrestling to a brawl, this otherwise unimportant match suddenly has a significance, both women seemingly unwilling to be beaten. Isabella tosses the fallen Pheonix into the ring immediatley attempting to get her in an ankle lock, Pheonix realising this manages to kick her hard enough to drop her to the mat. They are both now down each has a tight grip on the others leg, they both some how manage to get an ankle lock locked in. Isabella probably still has the advantage just but both look in pain as they yell insults to each other, the two beauties of ICW, have quickly become no better then a filthy mouthed red neck.
Phil Wild - Who will give in first? They both look in excruciating pain, this will be taking a toll on both of them. Bones crack very easily as we all know, also they snap with jsut that little more pressure on them.
The groans of pain become louder before Phoenix breaks free but is stalked by an intense Isabella, she once again goes for the ankle but is to slow to react as Phoenix stands up lifting her above her head. With her on her shoulders there is only one way she can go, sure enough she is dropped backwards onto the ropes, Phoenix gasping for a breath believes her opponent to be laid out no the opposite side of the ropes but this is not the case. The thankful and quick thinking Isabella holds tightly onto the top rope and regains composure, next she heads over to the turnbuckle signalling to the crowd to be quiet. Cleverly she almost silently ends up perched on the turnbuckle ready to pounce, she attempts a tornado DDT but is held up by the powerful arms of the recuperated Phoenix - swung round and sent crashing to the mat with a back-breaking spine buster. The crowd love it going wild as Isabella's body rebounds off the mat, both women looking a little worst for wear and still only in the first of three stages of the match. Phoenix searching for the first fall attempts a figure four leg lock, she clinches tightly giving it everything shes got, not worried about what damage could be done to her opponent's legs. Isabella gets a second wind leaning forward grabbing Phoenix in a head lock almost splitting her body in half! The two give it their all but its obvious there will be only one outcome if this pain continues so Isabella now grips the bottom rope, the referee breaks the hold but is used as a weapon as Isabella out of desperation pushes him crashing into Phoenix who is half stood up. The clash of heads looks serious as Isabella dives on Phoenix who is clutching her head, Isabella applies a head lock with the added pressure of Phoenix's own hands which got in the way as the lock was introduced. Next Isdabella wraps her legs around Phoenix's waist squeezing the life out of her opponent, Phoneix managing to get a hand free taps a soon as possible before she passes out from the restriction of oxygen.
Isabella scores Submission Victory
Bret Rhodes - Both these women are giving it their all, not what i expected form two debutants. Maybe the stipulation added tonight has given it that extra edge pushing both girls on, but anyway the first stage is done with going in the favor of Isabella, althoguh both competitors look like this took something out of them - great match!
Phil Wild - Yes I agree almost word for word, it would appear Phoenix possibly had the slight advantage but yet Isabella gets the cigar. Next fall coming up momentarily.
Bella lets go of the hold, turning her over, hooking the leg.
One Tw- kick out.
Bella grabs Phoenix by the hair, pulling her up to her feet. Bella lays into Phoenix with hard right hands into the corner, sending her down in a little ball. Bella goes to the other side of the ring then charges, reading to deliver a knee to Phoenix! Phoenix moves, sending Bella crashing into the corner post then she wraps her arms around her head, locking in a camel clutch, forcing Bella to tap out!
Phoenix scores Submission Victory
Both women get to their feet and lock up right away. Bella looks to be about to get the advantage in the lock up, but Phoenix kicks Bella right in the knee. Bella instantly grabs her knee, allowing Phoenix to connect her elbow right to the face of Bella. Bella stumbles back and Phoenix nails a snap mare. Bella tries getting back up to her feet but Phoenix grabs her by the shoulders and forces her back down into the seated position. Phoenix backs up and nails a running kick to the back of Bella, which connects and echoes through the arena. As Bella is getting to her feet, Phoenix runs off the ropes and comes back with an elbow to the same part of Bella’s spine which was kicked moments before.
Bella stumbles to the ropes, grabbing at her back. Phoenix nails another kick on the back before nailing Bella with an Orton Backbreaker. Phoenix rolls Bella onto her back but Bella kicks out of the pin just before the two count. Phoenix forces her knee into the back of Bella, backing off momentarily only to begin clubbing away at the back. Phoenix rolls Bella over and covers again, but only gets a two count. Phoenix picks Bella up and goes for an irish whip, but Bella reverses. Phoenix comes off the ropes with a spinning heel kick attempt but Bella ducks and Phoenix drops onto the canvas. Phoenix begins getting to her feet but Bella nails an Implant DDT and right away covers, only getting a one count.
Paul Wild: This pinfall isn't coming around easy!
Bret Rhodes: Phoenix is just teasing her, she'll smash her! Watch and learn, pope!
Bella backs off as Phoenix gets to her feet. The moment Phoenix is horizontal, Bella nails her with a kick to her ribs. And another. Bella follows up with a punch to the ribs before pushing her into the ropes and Phoenix comes back into an elbow directly connecting with the ribs. Phoenix grabs her ribs, and Bella acts quickly by hooking Phoenix and nailing a high knee to the ribs. Bella goes to irish whip Phoenix, but Phoenix reverses it and sends Bella into the ropes. Bella comes back and jumps on the shoulders of Phoenix and nails a hurricanrana, but Phoenix rolls through as well and sunset flips Bella - Phoenix squats up and puts all of her weight on top of Bella as the referee counts -
1! 2! 3!
Phoenix scores pinfall victory
Phoenix gets to her feet, grabs at her ribs momentarily and raises a hand in celebration - not noticing Bella come up from behind her! Phoenix starts stepping backwards, and Bella bends over on all fours - Phoenix tumbles over Bella and onto her shoulders, Bella turns the situation into a school boy - just like Phoenix’s pinfall, Bella has all of her weight on the shoulders’ of Phoenix - and the referee counts - 1! 2! 3! The fans cheer as the match is now even again.
Isabella scores pinfall victory
Phoenix charges at Bella, closelining both women over the top rope! Bella has gotten to her feet and uses Phoenix’s momentum to send her face first into the steel post! Phoenixs tumbles down, and tries to get to her feet as quickly as possible - staying up only with help from the security barricade. Bella capitalizes by whipping Phoenixs into the steel steps as well!
Bret Rhodes: These women are running out of steam! They've been doing this for a long time now.
Paul Wild: One can expect the ending to be here sooner then later!
Bella gets back to her feet and waits for Phoenix to do the same. Phoenix eventually gets to her feet only to get kicked in the gut by Bella. Bella scoops Phoenix up and drops her over the side of the security barricade. Bella climbs onto the security barricade but Phoenix acts quickly and grabs Bella’s arm and arm drags Bella onto the cement below! Phoenix stomps on Bella a few times before dragging her up to her feet and nailing a Russian Leg Sweep onto the concrete.
Phoenix drags Bella to her feet and shoves her over the security barricade. Phoenix follows Bella to the ringside area before Phoenix gets ready to slam Bella face first into the steel post. Phoenix charges, slamming the face & head of Bella into the steel post, as she falls to the mat, blood coming from her head, not moving at all. The referee looks down at the mess and checks her, calling the KO and for EMTS.
WINNER: PHOENIX
The Wheel of Mayhem...
Theme "The Party Song" by Emery
LIVE from The Thomas & Mack Center, Las Vegas- Nevada
The ICW Presents it's MAIN Television show, featuring it's biggest stars and putting on it's biggest matches!
Commentary by Paul Wild & Bret Rhodes
DEADLINE for all RP's is Friday at 9:00 PM (ET)
RESULTS for the show will be posted by 10:00 PM (ET)
TWO RP Limit for all matches, unless otherwise specified.
ALL Segments need to be sent to me before the deadline is reached.
"The Wheel of Mayhem takes over when all the superstars of the ICW are randomly chosen to compete in a variety of matches! The competitors will enter the ring, the wheel will spin, and the match will begin! The night promises to be chalk full of exciting moments & unexpected results!"
--------------------------------------------------------------------
-----------------------------------------
Opener Debut Challenge
Hu$tla vs. Dementia
----------------------------------------
To be announced...
Lucas Fox vs. Nightkrow
-----------------------------------------
To be announced...
The Kneeling Disciple vs. Kasaitori II
-------------------------------------------------
To be announced...
Phoenix vs. Isabella Luna
-------------------------------------------------
To be announced...
Ralph Nader vs. Ronald Williams
------------------------------------------------
To be announced...
Daniel Fenrir vs. Ashley Adams
-----------------------------------------------
To be announced...
Harry Collinsworth vs. Justin Sane
----------------------------------------------
To be announced...
Logan Black vs. Jeran Hudson
-----------------------------------------------
To be announced...
Israel Adams vs. Foxworth Brown Jr.
---------------------------------------------
To be announced...
Emma Chase vs. Erik Stillings
--------------------------------------------
To be announced...
CJ Tyler vs. Walker Sullivan
-------------------------------------------------
The following program is presented by Insane Championship Wrestling…
TV-MA appears at the top of the screen as we see nothing but black. We hear a very dark voice begin to speak.
“Tonight, the lucky shall endure & the gamblers shall perish. Tonight we witness the innovative new concept known as The Wheel of Mayhem!“
The Party Song by Emery begins to play as the opening video for Mayhem begins. We see shots of all the current ICW stars, Byson, Reid Anderson, Paul & Bret, we see clips of last week with Daniel Fenrir claiming the gold, leaving Ronald Williams a bloody mess. The camera begins to pan around the “Thomas & Mack arena” but quickly goes straight to the wrestling ring, where we are ready for action!
Dementia vs. Hustla
Both men make there way down to the ring with there respective entrance themes, the fans are certainly getting behind Johnny Hustla in this match.
Bret Rhodes: Here we go the, super freak Dementia versus Hustla.
At the start of the match Dementia is sitting in his corner, staring silently. Has soon as the bell rings he jumps up, yelling loudly, slapping at his own head, the fans just stare, scratching their heads, hoping to see Hustla kick some ass! Dementia jumps out of the ring over the top rope and runs a lap around it, then slides back in with a surprise attack on Hustla. Chopping at his knee. With Hustla downed he continues the attack. Whipping Hustla into the ropes he follows up with a clothesline and a quick pin.
1-2-kick out.
Hustla tries to get to his feet but he's kept downed by a knee drop. Dementia gets to his feet and begins bouncing up and down on the bottom rope in an attempt to rally the crowd behind him. This gives Hustla a small opening and he duly delivers, rolling Dementia up quickly.
1-2-kick out.
Both men get to their feet at the same time. Dementia yelling and slapping his chest. Hustla gains the upper hand, charging at his opponent with a clothesline. Dementia roles out of the ring and runs around as Hustla gives chase. As he roles back into the ring, ahead of Hustla he lays into him with kicks to the back. Bouncing off the ropes Dementia drops an elbow onto Hustla's back. He lifts Hustla to his feet and drills him with a drop kick. Dementia again tries to rally the crowd but this time Hustla can't capitalize. With Hustla still downed Dementia begins to climb the turnbuckle. He attempts a legdrop, but hustla moves and Dementia's leg drop catches nothing but the mat. Hustla rolls Dementia up.
1-2-kick out.
Dementia in the first to his feet. Hustla slowly makes it up to one knee and Dementia charges at him, hitting with a hard shining wizard right to the face! Hustla hits the mat stunned as blood pours from his face. Dementia goes for the pin.
1-2-kick out.
Hustla and Dementia groggily get to their feet. Dementia appears to have hurt his leg on the shining wizard and can barely stand, leaning against the ropes. The referee asks Hustla if he can continue as blood pours from his forehead. Hustla pushes the referee to the side and motions to Dementia, begging for more. Dementia duly obliges, aiming punches at the cut in his head. Hustla falls into the corner as Dementia climbs to the second rope and lays 8 punches into Hustla's head. On the attempt at the 9th punch, however, Hustla fights with everything in his body and delivers a spine buster. Both men lay on the mat as the referee begins his ten count.
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-Dementia gets to his feet.
As Hustla eventually gets to his feet again he is locked in a sleeper hold. It doesn't take long for him to fall to the mat. The referee goes to check as Hustla's arm hits the mat once, twice....but not for a third time. Somehow Hustla keeps his arm from hitting the mat a third time. He battled to his feet only to be met by a standing Yakuza kick! Dementia begins running circles round Hustla as he lies on the mat before rolling him onto his stomach and locking in the cattle mutilation. Locked in the centre on the ring Hustla fights and fights but slowly begins to fade. Dementia is screaming for him to tap but Hustla manages to escape. He gets to his feet before Dementia can react and delivers a boot right into his opponent's face! Dementia stumbles back, apparently having no clue where he was. Hustla hops to his feet, meeting Dementia with the “Hip Hop Drop”! Hustla hooks the leg of the crazed but talented man.
ONE, TWO, THR- Kick out!
No! No! The fans can’t believe it, neither can Hustla! Hustla grabs Dementia, pissed off as he gets ready to hit the move once again, but Dementia hits another standing Yakuza kick. Hustla goes down again! Dementia begins rubbing his throat, waiting for Hustla to stand up. When he does he turns around, and Dementia hits him with a face full of green mist! Hustla begins trying to rub the burning mist out of his eyes, which allows Dementia to hit a finisher! Non Compos Mentis! Dementia hooks the leg!
One, two, three!
Dementia jumps off of his fallen foe, running circles around the ring before hopping up onto a turnbuckle, pounding his chest triumphantly. Mikey Danielson makes his way down to the ring and the two of them celebrate their first ICW victory.
WINNER BY PINFALL: DEMENTIA
----------------------------------------------------------
Commercial Break
----------------------------------------------------------
It was time for the first Wheel of Mayhem match. Lucas Fox & Nightkrow stand apart from another as the wheel takes a spin, the fans applauding it as it goes around, a “Cage Match” chant starting up. The arrow goes just inches past Cage Match and lands on “5 count pinfall” as the bell rings, and the match is underway!
5 count pinfall match
Lucas Fox vs. Nightkrow
Nightkrow walks out of the entrance tunnel and is focused on Lucas . Nightkrow gets in the ring and poses. He locks eyes with Lucas and Nightkrow motions Lucas to come and get some. The bell rings and Nightkrow comes charging at Lucas while he is in the corner. Nightkrow gets him cornered in the turnbuckle and starts hitting him with a series and mixture of stiff kicks and punches. Lucas endures the blow s moaning pain. This goes on for another thirty seconds until Nightkrow grabs Lucas and hits a belly to belly suplex on him. Lucas moans in pain while Nightkrow starts throwing mounted punches upon Lucas . Quickly Nightkrow quickly locks on a triangle choke on Lucas. Nightkrow applies pressure while Lucas is gasping for air. After one minute Lucas mangles to get his foot under the rope. The referee tells Nightkrow to break the hold at five or he is disqualified. Nightkrow breaks at four and three quarters. Nightkrow gets to his feet and stomps on Lucas ’s neck. Lucas moans in pain while holding his neck. Lucas pulls himself to his feet from help from the ropes. Before Lucas has a chance to catch his breath Nightkrow grabs him and irish whips across the ring. Nightkrow hits an arm drag into arm scissors on Lucas . The crowd starts chanting Nightkrow, Nightkrow, Nightkrow! Lucas moans in pain. Lucas quickly starts elbowing him in the hand and the legs to break the hold. After ten repeated shots Nightkrow breaks the hold.
Bret Rhodes: Strong showing by Nightkrow, he's a weird one.
Paul Wild: Strong showing by both men, Bret.
Lucas holds his right arm as he slowly gets to his feet as Nightkrow quickly gets to his feet Nightkrow quickly gets a headlock on Lucas and applies pressure. Lucas elbows Nightkrow in the gut and irish whips him across the ring. Nightkrow rebounds off the ropes and comes running charging and connects with a leg lariat. Quickly Nightkrow goes for the cover while the referee begins counting. One and kick out by Lucas . Lucas holds his face while moaning in pain. Nightkrow positions Lucas ’s head up. He gets a few steps back from his head and comes running hitting a rolling neck snap on Lucas. Lucas flails in pain while he is holding his neck. Nightkrow gets to his feet and picks up Lucas . Nightkrow gets behind him and applies the octopus stretch on him. Lucas moans in pain while the intensity in Nightkrows eyes grows. Lucas moans in pain as he desperately thinks of a way to get out.
Bret Rhodes: Lucas Fox is gonna lose! Just like that!
Paul Wild: He can't, you can only use by a 5 count pinfall!
Lucas stats elbowing Nightkrow in the gut and quickens the pace going nonstop while Nightkrow is increasing the pressure. Lucas moans in pain while he continues to elbow Nightkrow in the stomach. Slowly Nightkrow breaks the hold. Lucas turns around and grabs Nightkrow hitting a scoop slam on him. Lucas breaths heavily while Nightkrow gets back to his feet quite quickly. Nightkrow throws a punch and drills Lucas in the head. Nightkrow grabs Lucas and irish whips into a turnbuckle corner but Lucas reverses sending Nightkrow into the turnbuckle. Lucas catches a quick breath and comes running scoring a clothesline on Nightkrow. Lucas starts hitting Nightkrow with knife edge chops. Each chop is harder than the one before. Nightkrow moans in pain while a small red patch appears on his stomach. Lucas hits Nightkrow with the final knife edge chop. Lucas starts hitting Nightkrow with shoulder thrusts. Nightkrow is trying to catch his breath . After Lucas hits the fifth shoulder thrusts he looks at the crowd. He points at the crowd then points at Nightkrow; then he hits a stiff elbow shot Nightkrows very red stomach. Nightkrow gasps for air. Lucas throws Nightkrow on to the floor. Nightkrow is one his back then Lucas turns him on his stomach. Slowly Lucas walks across Nightkrow’s stomach. Nightkrow is flailing in pain with holding his stomach. Lucas covers Nightkrow and the referee makes the count. One, two, three and kick out. Lucas gets to his feet and brings Nightkrow to his feet. Lucas grabs Nightkrow and gets Nightkrow in the suplex position. Lucas stares at the crowd then delivers a neck crank suplex. Nightkrow moans in pain while holding his stomach. Lucas gets on Nightkrow and locks in a crucifix hold on him. Lucas starts driving thunderous roaring elbows to Nightkrow’s head. Lucas breaks the crucifix hold and goes for the cover. The referee starts counting. Kick out at one and a half. Lucas gets to his feet and picks up Nightkrow. Lucas then hits a hard back breaker on Nightkrow. Lucas picks up Nightkrow and starts applying the abdominal stretch upon Nightkrow
Paul Wild: So many submissions, they are really trying to wear each other down here tonight.
Lucas increases the pressure as Nightkrow moans in pain. Nightkrow tries to elbow Lucas in the gut but Lucas strikes him with his free arm on Nightkrow. Lucas increase the pressure as Nightkrow moans in pain. Nightkrow starts moving his arm up feeding off the emotion of the crowd manages to strike Lucas in the chest twice with stiff elbow shots. Lucas breaks the hold and holds his stomach for a second. Nightkrow holds his back then suddenly Lucas grabs Nightkrow then irish whips him across the ring. Nightkrow rebounds hitting a springboard reverse DDT. The crowd pops for Nightkrow. Nightkrow catches his breath while Lucas on his back on the mat. Nightkrow tells Lucas to hurry up and get on his feet. Lucas finally gets to his feet and Nightkrow hammers with some hard chops. Nightkrow then grabs Lucas and hits a snap mare take down on him. He positions Lucas head up and kicks Lucas in the back of the head. Lucas moans in pain while Nightkrow drops to his knees starts applying a side headlock on him. Lucas tries to get out but Nightkrow isn’t letting him get out. Two minutes later Lucas is slowly getting to his feet. He is on one knee as Nightkrow increases the pressure. Lucas finally get to feet and goes for a back suplex but Nightkrow reverses into a russian legsweep. Nightkrow grabs Lucas ’s head and starts drilling him in the head with knee strikes. Lucas moans in pain while Nightkrow continues. Nightkrow continues striking Lucas for a good minute and stops. Nightkrow covers Lucas while the referee starts counting. One, two kick out. Nightkrow looks at the referee and locks back down on Lucas . Nightkrow gets to his feet and picks up Lucas . Nightkrow irish whips Lucas across the ring and catches him with a Monkey Flip. Quickly Nightkrow hits Standing Moonsault. Again Nightkrow goes for another cover. The referee starts counting. One, two, three, and kick out!
Nightkrow is very pissed at this point as he turns and gets to his corner. Lucas Fox stumbles at Nightkrow, who hit's a immediate Krow's Bite (Stunner)! Lucas Fox is laid out as Nightkrow hooks the leg.
One, Two, Three, Four, Five!
Winner by pinfall: NIGHTKROW
---------------------------------------------------------------------
We go backstage where Byson is standing, a large smile on his face, watching the television before him. The All or Nothing championship rest gently on the shoulder of Byson, as he gives it a good pat and sits back in his leather chair, ready to enjoy a night of surprise, action, & blood!
The wall of the arena begin to shake as the packed crowd grows restless. Noise roars through the arena and you can’t hear the person next to you. The begin to quiet down as the next segment is announced. The lights go off and the fans explode with boos. Crimson lights begin flashing psychedelically throughout the area as golden confetti falls. “Life's a Bitch” his the PA system and the fan’s boos grow. Golden pyro seems to shoot out from every direction as Daniel Fenrir walks out onto the stag to a grotesque reaction. The man of the hour has arrived and the Inferno is wearing a slightly upgraded custom Armani suit. The Xtreme championship is resting idly on his shoulder. He is wearing his usual arrogant grin. He taunts to the crowd on the stage and plays around before proceeding to the ring. He slides in and paces around before standing up on the turnbuckle and taunting again. This draws an immense heel reaction as the arena shakes with boos.
Wild: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to Mayhem. We're kicking things off here with the new Xtreme champion, Daniel Fenrir.
Rhodes: And there's no better way to kick it off than with Daniel Fenrir
Fenrir takes the belt from around his waist and raises it in the air which triggers pyro to go off all around the arena. Gold pyro goes off in the rafters above the ring, all along the ramp, on the titantron and of course around the ring. The croed boo relentlessly as Fenrir smirks with the title held high. The Pyro continues to go on and it is ridiculously loud.
Rhodes: WOW! LOOK AT THIS. THIS IS A CELEBRATION FOR A CHAMPION. LOOK AT IT WILD!
Wild: I CAN SEE IT RHODES BUT I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT. IT COULD BURST MY EARDRUMS.
Rhodes: WHAT A LIGHTWEIGHT.
The pyro goes on for a few more seconds before eventually ceasing. The crowd are visually relieved and then there is one more bang as a quick pyro goes off then suddenly golden confetti falls from the rafters. Fenrir points to himself mouthing 'this is all for me'. Fenrir goes to get a microphone as his music finally does down and the boos are launched at him. He takes no notice and drapes the title over his shoulder. He blows on the title then rubs it which causes more booing from the crowd. He raises his head and then raises the mic to his mouth:
Daniel Fenrir: Do you know how much all of this cost me. it cost me over a million dollars which is more than everyone in this arena will make in their lifetimes, combined.
The crowd boo at the obviously false statement
Daniel Fenrir: You that display I just gave you, it was all in gold, it was in gold because I am gold. All of this, the pyrotechnics, the confetti, it's all for me and you all know why, because I am now officially the Xtreme champion.
Crowd boo
Rhodes: He finally did it, Wild.
Daniel Fenrir: Ladies and gentleman, last week I claimed my destiny. I fulfilled the prophecy that has been coming since my arrival a month ago. Your messiah of xtreme has taken his rightful place on the throne of ICW. I am the dominant force that is driving this industry into the promise land. The wealthy and affluent garden of Eden is just over the horizon. Last week was only the Exodus of my great journey still to come. I have shed Xtreme of the disgracing grasp of Ronald Williams A new dawn is here and I promise that I will not leave my people withering and dying and in the destructive desert. Unlike my predecessors, I am fully capable of running ICW and staying on top for a epic duration of time. Ronald Williams TKD these champions were all transitions. They are bottom feeders who capitalized on a opportunistic situation and made the best of it. None of these fans have seen the truth as I have… you are all frauds. ICW has succumb to the will of mindless puppets dancing before you for your amusement. All of them are disgraces to the profession of wrestling and..... Ashley Adams is not different. Tonight , I am going to put here in her place and I don't care about the stipulation
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Commercial Break
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
We go to the ring where Robby Culp is standing by with TKD & Kas, the giant wheel of Mayhem next to him. He grabs a corner and gives it a good spin, as it clicks & winds around, the fans cheering in anticipation! The arrow peaks between “Bra & Panties” and “Mud Wrestling” before it clicks over a few, landing on 20 Minute Ironman match!
20 Minute Ironman Match
The Kneeling Disciple vs. Kasaitori II
TKD wastes no time as he moves right over with a few hits taking Kasaitori back to the ropes. A chop to the chest, another, TKD whips Kasaitori to the other ropes. Lifts him up, slams him down with a flap jack. Kasaitori up steps back into the corner as TKD runs and drives a shoulder into the sternum of the champion. Clubbing forearm to the back of Kasaitori's head and another. Arm drag by TKD taking Kasaitori down again. TKD clubs a forearm to the back of Kasaitori, kicking him in the stomach as he tries to get up. He kicks him again, and once more. The fans are loving the relentless start from the Spaceman. Kasaitori slowly getting back to his feet still stunned at TKD ferocity as TKD gets him with a right, then a left having him back against the ropes again. Irish whip, Kasaitori reverses, TKD comes back Kasaitori goes for a Hip toss but TKD blocks and goes for one of his own, Kasaitori blocks and TKD gives him a right hand to the gut.
Hard right from TKD, another, another Kasaitori is groggy, he's stumbling. TKD Grabs Kasaitori's arm and locks in a hammerlock, wrenching it right up as he yells out in pain. Kasaitori tries to use his strength to break free but TKD pushes him back against the corner. Shoulder barge, and another. He goes for one more but Kasaitori replies with a knee to the face and TKD stumbles back. Kasaitori grabs TKD by the hair, he drives a fist into the back of TKD's head. Kasaitori whips TKD against the ropes, TKD ducks a clothesline and takes Kasaitori down with a dropkick. TKD grabs Kasaitori on the mat and locks in a bow and arrow stretch
Paul Wild: Great ferocity by TKD tonight, good tactics too wear your opponent down with submissions so he can't even GO for twenty minutes.
Bret Rhodes: Oh please i have it on good authority that Kasaitori II can go all night long.
The ref asks him but Kasaitori isn't tapping, he tries reaching out for the ropes while TKD stretches his back out. He cant quite reach and he yells out in pain as TKD tries to wrench in the move out of desperation Kasaitori leans over gouging TKD in the eyes as the fans boo loudly at the cheap shot. TKD stumbles, goes to grab Kasaitori but he pushes him away with his feet, TKD bounces off the ropes coming back as Kasaitori lifts him with his legs flipping him. TKD instantly back up comes back for more. Grabbing Kasaitori's legs he tries to turn it over into a Boston crab. He gets it. The moves locked in as Kasaitori again calls out in pain. He tries to reach the ropes but cant, he calls out but won't tap trying to relieve the pressure by hoisting himself up with his upper body strength but TKD curls the crab up elevating it causing Kasaitori to collapse on his arms again in pain. Kasaitori struggling through trying to crawl the move over to the ropes, he does so after struggling. TKD is told to break the hold. Kasaitori grabs the top rope to help himself up but TKD grabs his legs pulling him away causing him to rise up and fall flat on his face. TKD bounces off the ropes and drops down with an elbow to the kidney of Kasaitori. TKD drops a knee, doing what he can to take the wind out of the champion. He drops another, and another. TKD up and Kasaitori is struggling inching away as best he can as TKD wide eyed yells to him 'COME ON! COME ON!'. Kasaitori up gets a kick to the gut and drops to his knee, up again he gets another kick falling down fully this time. TKD mocks him by pretending to pose as the fans cheer loudly. TKD brings Kasaitori back to his feet and hooks the head lifting him up and hitting a front suplex.
Paul Wild: TKD is in control here tonight folks. Kaaitori can't seem to find his footing.
Bret Rhodes: Ever heard of a false sense of security?
Paul Wild: I have...but i think seven minutes into this match is a bit of a lengthy false sense of security.
TKD goes for a cover 1....2.kick out. Both men back up and TKD chops at Kasaitori's chest, he stumbles back into the corner. Hard right to the head, TKD whips Kasaitori to the other corner and runs at him but Kasaitori manages to lift his legs kicking TKD as he tries it. Kasaitori goes for the pin this time 1....2..kick out. Kasaitori proceeds to drop some heart punches onto TKD while he's down. Kasaitori backs up, runs and drops a big knee onto the challenger. Giovanni grabs TKD by the hair bringing him back to his feet and nails him with a knee to the face. Followed by another, he turns TKD around and nails him with a hangman's neckbreaker. He covers 1....2...kick out. Kasaitori grabs TKD and lifts him up nailing a rib breaker taking him back down once more. Kasaitori heads for the ring post yelling at a few fans in the front row as he does so, he climbs up top and leaps off with a big knee. Kasaitori grabs TKD as he goes to stand and rolls him up in a small package 1.....2......3!
Winner of the Fall via Pinfall: Kasaitori II
Kasaitori II 1 - TKD 0
12:33 Remaining.
The fans boo loudly as Kasaitori looks confused, never having done anything to the fans. He goes to grab TKD but TKD lashes out with rights and lefts into the sternum of Kasaitori. TKD irish whips Kasaitori but Kasaitori comes back nailing a face buster on the challenger as the fans continue to boo. Kasaitori comes over and drops another knee on TKD. He goes to raise the challenger, TKD hits him in the gut but Kasaitori nails a snap mare and gets down hooking the chin and locks in a classic camel clutch. Kasaitori wrenches back on the hold but TKD is trying to get to the ropes. Kasaitori clubs TKD to the back of the head and stands up smiling to the fans, wincing a little at all the body shots he's taken. Kasaitori drops a few more knees to the back of TKD before locking that camel clutch back in. TKD grabs Kasaitori's leg and slowly gets to his knees, then to his feet with Kasaitori still on his shoulders he drops back taking Kasaitori down. Both men laid out now. Both struggle back to their feet and TKD goes to hit Kasaitori but Kasaitori grabs his arm and nails him with a swinging neck breaker. He covers 1....2....kick out. He covers again 1....2...kick out. Kasaitori groans, he gets back up and drops another knee to TKD. TKD rolls away and gets back to his feet as Kasaitori approaches TKD lashes out with chops as the fans start to cheer once more. TKD whips Kasaitori to the corner and runs for a shoulder barge but Kasaitori kicks him in the face. TKD turns around with the impact and Kasaitori locks in and drops back with a crossface. TKD taps out almost instantly.
Winner of the fall via Submission: Kasaitori II
Kasaitori II 2 - TKD 0
6:01 Remaining.
Paul Wild: TKD living to fight another day there so to speak.
Bret Rhodes: More importantly though, TKD is losing!
Kasaitori lifts TKD back up, whips him to the ropes and raises a leg taking TKD down on return. Giovanni drives the head of TKD into the turn buckle, and another, and another. TKD bounces back off and Kasaitori rakes his eyes. Kasaitori kicks TKD in the gut and pulls him back nailing a picture perfect piledriver. Kasaitori grabs TKD bringing him back to his feet, he puts him up on his shoulders looking for a FuhGetAboutit but TKD wriggles free dropping down Kasaitori's front out of desperation he jumps up hooking Kasaitori's head and nails a HUGE DDT. The fans cheer loudly as TKD hooks the leg 1.....2......3!
Winner of the fall via Pinfall: TKD
Kasaitori II 2 - TKD 1
5:23 Remaining.
Both men lay there laid out, exhausted, TKD is slowly getting back to his feet the fans chanting 'TKD, TKD, TKD!' He slowly gets back to his feet. Kasaitori rolls to the outside shaking his head he grabs a water bottle and starts to make his way to rest.
TKD yells at Kasaitori but Kasaitori is shaking his head TKD slides out of the ring and charges hitting a super kick on Kasaitori, laying him out, sending the water bottle flying through the air! TKD slides back in the ring, letting the referee count out Kasaitori II.
Winner of the fall via Count out: TKD
Kasaitori II 2 - TKD 2
3:08 Remaining.
Kasaitori comes back to the ring and starts to yell at the referee for counting him out, Kasaitori tries to regain his composure as he turns around and TKD nails a flawless RKO, the fans going nuts! TKD hooks the leg, One, Two, Three!
Winner of the fall via Pinfall: TKD
Kasaitori II 2 - TKD 3
2:39 Remaining.
Paul Wild: TKD has pulled this one back, he's now in the lead.
Bret Rhodes: Oh this is just fantastic!
The fans are cheering loudly as TKD gets Kasaitori in the corner looking for the superplex but Kasaitori pushes him off and leaps off the post with a diving knee once more. Kasaitori throws TKD onto the mat and climbs the top rope, he hits a picture perfect corkscrew moonsault and covers TKD. One, Two, Thr- Kick out! Kasaitori can't believe it! He hooks the leg again, putting more pressure down.
One, two, thre- kick out!
1:05 Remaining.
Kasaitori II is getting upset, he begins stomping & punching at TKD, and TKD takes it all with stride. Kasaitori let's out a grunt and locks in the crossface. TKD reaches out, about to tap out again, the same move that made him tap out earlier. TKD begins screaming this time, biting at the arm of Kasaitori! Kasaitori let's go of the hold, turning around, laying more boots into the body of TKD.
0:15 Remaining.
Kasaitori begins yelling, rolling TKD over trying to lock him into any type of submission hold he can think of. TKD plays smart and simply rolls out of the ring.
0:04 Remaining.
TKD laughs as the bell rings.
WINNER BY 3-2: THE KNEELING DISCIPLE
------------------------------------------------------------------
Commercial Break
------------------------------------------------------------------
We was halfway through Friday Night Mayhem with some great match choices being made by, Byson’s wheel of fate for us all. Byson had sent for me, as one of the stagehand came to deliver the message for him to me. I smirked to myself, when I found out and then took my leave from my locker room before I started making my way through the backstage area in the direction to Byson’s office. It wasn’t long, before I had reached my destination I then knocked on the door; I then heard from inside a voice shout out: “Come In…” I smiled to myself, after I pushed down on the handle of the door and let myself in and then closed the door behind me. I took a few steps forward, before folding my arms and tilting my head slightly as Byson had his back to me looking through a clipboard of sorts…
Phoenix: “You sent for me, Byson. What did you want?”
Byson smiled charmingly to himself, before putting down the clipboard on his desk…
Byson: “...Ah yes, Phoenix. Straight to the point, as always I see.”
Byson then turned around to face me straightening up his suit jacket, before sitting on the edge of his desk wearing his usual sunglasses as he continued to smile at me…
Phoenix: “Yeah, well… (I placed my hands my hips)...I’m not one for beating around the bush…So you going to tell me, or what? I have a match to win, you know.”
Byson: “Indeed against Isabella Luna. Well, I won’t keep you long. I just want you to know first, I’ve become very impressed with you making your presence felt here in ICW. You’re fast becoming my all-time favorite diva here! And I look, after my favorites: Phoenix.”
I raised my eyebrow, as I half-smiled a little to myself as I walked slowly up to him placing my hands gently down on the surface of his desk right next to both his thigh muscles with Byson looking down then up with just a smile on his face. I looked up into his eyes, as he looked back into mine…
Phoenix: “As flattered, as I am but your high opinion of me: Byson. You still aren’t answering my question, are you? So, I’ll spell it out for you one more time, okay? Read my lips: What…do…you…want...from….me?”
I gave him a cute smile, as he just stared at me in admiration…
Byson: “…I don’t want anything from you… (He placed his fingers underneath my chin)...Except what we talked about last week my dear…”
Phoenix: “… (I let out a brief laugh)...Heh, I thought so. Well, like I said last week I’ll offer to help you in anyway I can… (I leaned in closer smiling a little)…For the right price, of course…”
Byson: “…Excellent…(I stepped away from him, as he got up off the edge of his desk then made his way around to the other side of his desk with me looking on with my thumbs placed through my belt-holders)…I knew, I could count on you.”
Phoenix: “…So, what’s the job? And we’ll discuss payment, later.”
Byson: “It’s quite simple, really. I want you, my beautiful creature to… (He walked around his desk, once again and stood infront of me)…Take out CJ Tyler, next week on Mayhem! I want you to push him behind his threshold, his limits even…and if you’re successful, then I’ll make it worth your while… (He then says back down on the edge of his desk, smiling confidently to himself)…”
Phoenix: “(I thought to myself for a minute, then looked at Byson)…He getting a little too much for you to handle eh, Byson?”
Byson: “Not so much, more of becoming a constant annoyance and I’m afraid, that’s just not good for business. He needs to be taught a lesson Phoenix, and I think you’re the person who can make it happen. I know you’ve been ruffling many feathers, since your arrival here last week just like I thought you would, when I hired you. So you up to the challenge, my sweet?”
He gave me a wink, as I smirked to myself walking over to him once again getting in his face a little with a devilish smile on my face…
Phoenix: “..Heh, am I up to the challenge? I wouldn’t call CJ Tyler, a “challenge” but sure why not? It could be fun ending another fool’s career here, if that’s what you really want…Boss.”
Byson: “Very good, Phoenix. I see a big future for yourself here in the ICW; I know you won’t disappoint me.”
Phoenix: “Good to know. So let’s talk fee, yeah? I’ve got some spare time, before the incineration will commence.”
Byson: “Yes, let’s do that. Have a seat… (Getting up off the edge of his desk, then gestured his hand to the chair after pulling it out slightly)…And we’re have a chat.”
I smiled to myself taking up Byson’s offer and then sat down on the chair infront of him as he sat back down on the edge of his desk smiling at me. The ICW then faded out to a commercial break leaving Byson & I fixated on each other’s stare.
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Commercial Break
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
We go to the ring where Robby Culp is spinning the wheel, it passes by several bloody encounters and lands on “Triple Crown Match”. Winner is determined by the first person to score a submission, pinfall, then knock out.
Triple Crown Match (Must win be submission, then pinfall, then K.O.)
(written by ThumbTack Jack & Byson)
Phoenix vs. Isabella Luna
The two square off, neither getting the edge on the other. After a few moments of basic wrestling, the two women show exactly what they are made of not giving their opponent even an inch. Phoenix getting fairly frustrated casts caution to the wind and dives in with a clothesline, which knocks Isabella flat on her ass. Phoenix looking proud of herself wonders why she didn't do this to start off with, instead of making the effort of displaying her true wrestling skill. She feels superior to the winded Isabella as she flicks her hair back, but she is quickly disrupted with Isabella tugging at her left arm taking her down with an arm bar. Suddenly her well groomed hair is the last thing on her mind as Bella rive son her arm with real purpose. The pair both aware that to win the first fall a submission must be landed successfully, but surely Isabella can't maintain this pressure on her opponents arm. Just as it seems as if Phoenix's arm is destined to pop out of its socket, she manages to scoop herself round gaining a vertical base.
Bret Rhodes - It would seem these foxy ladies, really do care about making an impact on the ICW women's division, I'm just praying neither of there clothes accidentally tear or something...
Paul Wild - Yes I bet you are, but you must remember these two girls came to this company to fight, not to strip and make it on to playboy.
Phoenix over powering Isabella and ends up on top of her drilling a number of lefts and rights straight to the face. She seems really fired up but begins to struggle maintaining the blows with her left arm after the position Isabella just had it in. Isabella rolls her over and ends up in the exact same position phoenix was just seconds before, she also copies the exact same method as she beats on her opponents face like a drum. Groans can be hard as she lets her opponent breath for a second, and a very quick second at that, as she bounces off the ropes before delivering a knee to the face of phoenix. Maintaining the offence as she grabs Phoenix by the hair pulling her to her feet, she knees her in the gut and sets her up for a DDT which is emphatically landed. She springs back to her feet stamping away at her opposition as she yells 'tramp!', the crowd looking slightly impatient wanting the action to get going begin a chorus of chants. Isabella turns to the crowd laughing mocking them, as she does so giving Phoenix time to recuperate. She grabs hold of her twisting her round and shoving her into the ropes. She fires across the ring and is met in the middle with a clothesline, she doesn't give her a second though keeping her on her feet and doing the same once again. This time though deciding to deliver a drop kick, which knocks her down like a balling pin after a few seconds of stumbling around. The crowd now entertained cheer and Pheonix heads to her fallen counterpart, who is attempting to leave the ring via the bottom rope. She is soon stopped though by a head lock - half way out of the ring. As phoenix displays her athleticism half hanging out of the ring with her legs clinching tight onto the middle rope, still able to continue the decent head lock. The ref moves in breaking the hold as contact is obviosuly being made with the ropes.
Paul Wild - A great idea there by Pheonix and lovely showing of her flexibility, shame the rope meant the hold had to be broken - wouldn't you agree Bret?
Bret Rhodes- Huh? I'm sorry but Phoenix's red panties were riding up her back slightly, shes so hot - Wouldn't you agree Paul (laughs)?
Paul's disgusted silence is interrupted by the cry of Isabella as she is dragged back into the ring, picked up but is quickly once again on her back after being on the wrong end of a snap suplex. Phoenix hurtles towards the ropes landing a variation of the lion sault, the crowd love sit and she now feeding off the response decides to retain the pain by picking up the hurting Isabella attempting to powerbomb her out of the ring. She struggles but gets her up, the move is stopped however as Isabella manages to slip down the back of her opponent at the same time sending Pheonix crashing out of the ring. Still feeling the adrenaline though she quickly gets to her knees and next her feet as she turns she is met by yet another athletic move as Isabella dives through the middle rope with a spear. The move however takes an equal ammount out of both competitors, as they try to sue one and other to get to their feet. Isabella is first to her feet as she pulls back on phoenix's head before sending it into the guard rail, the cries of ouch can be heard ringing around the arena. This match has quickly gone from wrestling to a brawl, this otherwise unimportant match suddenly has a significance, both women seemingly unwilling to be beaten. Isabella tosses the fallen Pheonix into the ring immediatley attempting to get her in an ankle lock, Pheonix realising this manages to kick her hard enough to drop her to the mat. They are both now down each has a tight grip on the others leg, they both some how manage to get an ankle lock locked in. Isabella probably still has the advantage just but both look in pain as they yell insults to each other, the two beauties of ICW, have quickly become no better then a filthy mouthed red neck.
Phil Wild - Who will give in first? They both look in excruciating pain, this will be taking a toll on both of them. Bones crack very easily as we all know, also they snap with jsut that little more pressure on them.
The groans of pain become louder before Phoenix breaks free but is stalked by an intense Isabella, she once again goes for the ankle but is to slow to react as Phoenix stands up lifting her above her head. With her on her shoulders there is only one way she can go, sure enough she is dropped backwards onto the ropes, Phoenix gasping for a breath believes her opponent to be laid out no the opposite side of the ropes but this is not the case. The thankful and quick thinking Isabella holds tightly onto the top rope and regains composure, next she heads over to the turnbuckle signalling to the crowd to be quiet. Cleverly she almost silently ends up perched on the turnbuckle ready to pounce, she attempts a tornado DDT but is held up by the powerful arms of the recuperated Phoenix - swung round and sent crashing to the mat with a back-breaking spine buster. The crowd love it going wild as Isabella's body rebounds off the mat, both women looking a little worst for wear and still only in the first of three stages of the match. Phoenix searching for the first fall attempts a figure four leg lock, she clinches tightly giving it everything shes got, not worried about what damage could be done to her opponent's legs. Isabella gets a second wind leaning forward grabbing Phoenix in a head lock almost splitting her body in half! The two give it their all but its obvious there will be only one outcome if this pain continues so Isabella now grips the bottom rope, the referee breaks the hold but is used as a weapon as Isabella out of desperation pushes him crashing into Phoenix who is half stood up. The clash of heads looks serious as Isabella dives on Phoenix who is clutching her head, Isabella applies a head lock with the added pressure of Phoenix's own hands which got in the way as the lock was introduced. Next Isdabella wraps her legs around Phoenix's waist squeezing the life out of her opponent, Phoneix managing to get a hand free taps a soon as possible before she passes out from the restriction of oxygen.
Isabella scores Submission Victory
Bret Rhodes - Both these women are giving it their all, not what i expected form two debutants. Maybe the stipulation added tonight has given it that extra edge pushing both girls on, but anyway the first stage is done with going in the favor of Isabella, althoguh both competitors look like this took something out of them - great match!
Phil Wild - Yes I agree almost word for word, it would appear Phoenix possibly had the slight advantage but yet Isabella gets the cigar. Next fall coming up momentarily.
Bella lets go of the hold, turning her over, hooking the leg.
One Tw- kick out.
Bella grabs Phoenix by the hair, pulling her up to her feet. Bella lays into Phoenix with hard right hands into the corner, sending her down in a little ball. Bella goes to the other side of the ring then charges, reading to deliver a knee to Phoenix! Phoenix moves, sending Bella crashing into the corner post then she wraps her arms around her head, locking in a camel clutch, forcing Bella to tap out!
Phoenix scores Submission Victory
Both women get to their feet and lock up right away. Bella looks to be about to get the advantage in the lock up, but Phoenix kicks Bella right in the knee. Bella instantly grabs her knee, allowing Phoenix to connect her elbow right to the face of Bella. Bella stumbles back and Phoenix nails a snap mare. Bella tries getting back up to her feet but Phoenix grabs her by the shoulders and forces her back down into the seated position. Phoenix backs up and nails a running kick to the back of Bella, which connects and echoes through the arena. As Bella is getting to her feet, Phoenix runs off the ropes and comes back with an elbow to the same part of Bella’s spine which was kicked moments before.
Bella stumbles to the ropes, grabbing at her back. Phoenix nails another kick on the back before nailing Bella with an Orton Backbreaker. Phoenix rolls Bella onto her back but Bella kicks out of the pin just before the two count. Phoenix forces her knee into the back of Bella, backing off momentarily only to begin clubbing away at the back. Phoenix rolls Bella over and covers again, but only gets a two count. Phoenix picks Bella up and goes for an irish whip, but Bella reverses. Phoenix comes off the ropes with a spinning heel kick attempt but Bella ducks and Phoenix drops onto the canvas. Phoenix begins getting to her feet but Bella nails an Implant DDT and right away covers, only getting a one count.
Paul Wild: This pinfall isn't coming around easy!
Bret Rhodes: Phoenix is just teasing her, she'll smash her! Watch and learn, pope!
Bella backs off as Phoenix gets to her feet. The moment Phoenix is horizontal, Bella nails her with a kick to her ribs. And another. Bella follows up with a punch to the ribs before pushing her into the ropes and Phoenix comes back into an elbow directly connecting with the ribs. Phoenix grabs her ribs, and Bella acts quickly by hooking Phoenix and nailing a high knee to the ribs. Bella goes to irish whip Phoenix, but Phoenix reverses it and sends Bella into the ropes. Bella comes back and jumps on the shoulders of Phoenix and nails a hurricanrana, but Phoenix rolls through as well and sunset flips Bella - Phoenix squats up and puts all of her weight on top of Bella as the referee counts -
1! 2! 3!
Phoenix scores pinfall victory
Phoenix gets to her feet, grabs at her ribs momentarily and raises a hand in celebration - not noticing Bella come up from behind her! Phoenix starts stepping backwards, and Bella bends over on all fours - Phoenix tumbles over Bella and onto her shoulders, Bella turns the situation into a school boy - just like Phoenix’s pinfall, Bella has all of her weight on the shoulders’ of Phoenix - and the referee counts - 1! 2! 3! The fans cheer as the match is now even again.
Isabella scores pinfall victory
Phoenix charges at Bella, closelining both women over the top rope! Bella has gotten to her feet and uses Phoenix’s momentum to send her face first into the steel post! Phoenixs tumbles down, and tries to get to her feet as quickly as possible - staying up only with help from the security barricade. Bella capitalizes by whipping Phoenixs into the steel steps as well!
Bret Rhodes: These women are running out of steam! They've been doing this for a long time now.
Paul Wild: One can expect the ending to be here sooner then later!
Bella gets back to her feet and waits for Phoenix to do the same. Phoenix eventually gets to her feet only to get kicked in the gut by Bella. Bella scoops Phoenix up and drops her over the side of the security barricade. Bella climbs onto the security barricade but Phoenix acts quickly and grabs Bella’s arm and arm drags Bella onto the cement below! Phoenix stomps on Bella a few times before dragging her up to her feet and nailing a Russian Leg Sweep onto the concrete.
Phoenix drags Bella to her feet and shoves her over the security barricade. Phoenix follows Bella to the ringside area before Phoenix gets ready to slam Bella face first into the steel post. Phoenix charges, slamming the face & head of Bella into the steel post, as she falls to the mat, blood coming from her head, not moving at all. The referee looks down at the mess and checks her, calling the KO and for EMTS.
WINNER: PHOENIX
