Primetime 6-1-12 (FINALLY... posted)

[Xion Zeros]

[shadow=black,left,300]Official GZWA Primetime Theme - : I Want It All / We Will Rock You [Mash-Up] - Queen (feat. Armageddon)
Recorded Date: June 1, 2012
Air Date: June 13, 2012[/shadow]

• "My Time" plays through the arena. A rather smug Justice appears on stage followed by the same four lawyers that we saw at the PPV. Confidently striding down to the ring, her lawyers in tow, Justice seems very pleased with herself.
  
  
  
  Once in the ring, she accepts the microphone that is offered to her and turns to face the stage.
  
  Z, darling. It is time. Please come to the ring and give mummy dearest what she deserves. You've had all week to think about this long and hard.
  
  After a few moments, "Danger at the Door" plays and the co-owner himself comes to the ring, his own battery of lawyers following close behind. When he gets in the ring, microphone already in hand, ZX doesn't immediately address the Voluptuous Vixen.
  
  Justice: Now is not the time to be bashful, mate. Sign that dreadfully unfair agreement and be done with it. Then you will have all the time in the world to see your "daughter" and carry my bags for me.
  
  Xion Zeros paces around the ring silently as his lawyers stand at the bottom of the entrance ramp before finally raising the microphone to his lips after adjusting his shades to look at the documents properly.
  
  
  
  Xion Zeros: You're right, Justice. I've had a long time to read over these documents, almost long enough to justify my decision to almost cancel this broadcast going on air at all. But I've thought about it and since you want to be childish and air our dirty laundry in front of the masses instead of behind closed doors like professionals I'm going give you a sample of the similar treatment.
  
  Justice narrows her eyes as ZX reaches into his pocket as he continues.
  
  Justice: Mate, it was your idea to do this on Primetime. You suggested this last week....
  
  ZX calmly continues, interrupting Justice.
  
  Before this drama started with Brooklyn coming here, I had my mind made up on one big decision in my life. I was more positive about this decision than I was when I decided to create this company from the ashes of ZXWWF. Justice... Katie... I wanted to make you my wife and run this company together...
  
  At the mention of her name, Justice snarls and starts toward ZX but stops dead in her tracks at the marriage proposal. He pulls out a small box out of his pocket and shows her the engagement ring. Justice's eyes widen as her hands drop to her sides. A warm smile spreads across Justice's face. Just as swiftly as she shows her the ring, he withdraws it and stuffs it back into his pocket before continuing again.
  
  After the past week and especially after reading these documents, I have to reconsider the future of our relationship if this is how you're going to react when we have disagreements and don't see eye to eye. I can understand taht you're upset about my past and having a child. I'm sorry about that, I really am. But I'm not sorry about this -- I'm not signing these documents.
  
  Our disagreements? This was never about us! Mate, the sad reality is, you ran ZXWWF into the ground and GZWA is headed in the same direction. At least this time, GZWA has someone to care for it, a mum if you will....
  
  As Justice continues ranting, Xion Zeros walks over to the crowd and begins reading what the documents say aloud.
  
  Xion Zeros, you are formally being dubbed unfit and unsuitable for maintaining the position of chairman of Ground Zero Wrestling Association and this contract hereby deems you to hand over complete control of all operations to your business partner, Justice... Blah, blah, blah... Of course it doesn't say Justice, but her legal name she's so bashful about addressing to the masses.
  
  Justice stands in the ring, livid. Her body is taut with rage so intense that she cannot even move to quiet ZX.
  
  Well what Miss Price's documents here are saying is that I give up my position as owner of this company. Sure, we are partners, but as it stands she's not my wife, so my lawyers have advised me that it's not in my best interest to sign anything you have presented to me, dear. Until I hear from the Board of Directors personally about my incompetence, then and only then, will I cave to these silly demands.
  
  "You Don't Know Me" plays and the former leader of the Entourage, Sensational Mary, appears on the stage. ZX rolls his eyes while Justice's narrow into evil slits and she storms over to the edge of the ring. Justice pushies down on the top rope as she yells and points at Mary.
  
  
  
  Whoah! Hang on there, Miss Melons! Check yourself or you may miss what I have to say to both of you. Funny that you brought up the Board of Directors, Z. They have formally sent me here as their representative to deliver their message for both of you on this matter here tonight.
  
  Justice glares at Mary but releases the top rope and takes a step back. ZX raises an eyebrow in curiosity.
  
  Sensational Mary: Xion Zeros' dilemma with his personal life being brought into the public eye has been frowned upon along with a few of these disturbances caused by some particular inmates in the asylum here known as GZWA doing what they want when they want has been a cause of alarm by the Board. As a result, Mr. Zeros' position is being held under review. Don't start celebrating yet, Justice. While you are his 'partner' in more ways than one, the Board will have you on review as the next suitable candidate to replace Mr. Zeros if he's deemed unfit to run this promotion. What that means, like it or not, you're both running this asylum together until further notice. In other words, if you two don't shape things up around here, then you're both will find yourselves in the unemployment line.
  
  Justice is completely furious at Mary's message from the board. She storms out of the ring and starts up the ramp, blood in her eyes. Mary simply smiles and shrugs. Justice stops dead in her tracks halfway up the ramp when ZX addresses the news.
  
  ZX:That's fine by me as the Board and the fans will be happy to know my plans for our next PPV...
  
  You know what, mate. That is fine by me as well. I have decided to make a match, because I can. At Slammiversary, my child's second birthday, the Fallen and I will take every title from underneath your nose in a "Queen of the Mountain" match.
  
  Instead of that clusterfuck of a match, why don't we do it this way. Each title will be defended in three separate "King" of the Mountain matches, with the Women's Championship being defended in a 'Queen' of the Mountain match respectively. Qualifying matches will take place on the next Primetime.
  
  Quickly hiding the embarrassment of being one-upped, Justice smiles sarcastically as she backs up the ramp, leaving a little something for ZX as she leaves.
  
  
  
  Prof. X: Wow, what a way to start off Primetime here tonight. Not one nor two King of the Mountain matches? But three?
  Francine: Looks like things are going to get even more interesting around here.
  The Carter: Mary coming out here always ends in bad news, I'm not counting her out for causing trouble here tonight.
  Prof. X: That may be true, but up next we have Montel Vontavious Porter debuting tonight against the Big Red Machine, Kane!
  
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• Singles Match - "Big Red Machine" Kane vs. MVP (debut)
  
  The bell rings to start the match off. Both men circle around the ring before coming together for a collar-elbow tie-up. Kane uses his strength to overpower MVP, tossing him to the ground. MVP quickly gets right up. Then charges after Kane. Delivering some rights and lefts to the head & body. The two men battle towards the turnbuckle. MVP goes to irish whip Kane to the opposite end. Kane counters, and tosses MVP instead. With MVP now in the corner. Kane runs toward him. MVP sticks the foot up as Kane rushes in. Knocking Kane back a few steps. As Kane turns his back on “Mr. 305”. MVP climbs up the the turnbuckle. Then dives off to hit Kane with a thunderous bulldog. Sending Kane down to the mat face first. MVP rolls him over and goes for the cover.
  
  1… annnd
  
  Not even a two count!
  
  MVP then sets Kane up off the mat. Then starts delivering some ferocious knee strikes to his back. Before grabbing his head and slamming him down to the mat. He then runs off the ropes and comes back around. Drilling Kane with a quick leg drop. As MVP once again goes for the cover.
  
  1… 2…
  
  Kane gets the shoulder up.
  
  MVP picks Kane up to his feet. Quickly delivers a forearm shot to the head. Then tries for a snap suplex. However, Kane proves to be much too strong for MVP. As Kane counters it into a suplex of his own. At this point. Kane walks over to MVP. Picks him up off the mat. Tosses him into the ropes. As MVP runs back toward Kane. “The Big Red Machine” grabs MVP. Picks him and slams him down hard into the mat with a Sidewalk Slam.
  
  After this. Kane picks up MVP off the mat to do some more damage. He tosses MVP into the corner. While simultaneously, he turns toward MVP and drills him with a big clothesline. Sending MVP down to the mat. Kane drags MVP by his feet. Then goes in for a quick cover.
  
  1…. 2…
  
  MVP just barely gets the shoulder up!
  
  Kane argues with the referee, Jimmy Korderas. After this occurs. Kane picks MVP back up to his feet. Gives him a stiff back elbow shot to the side of the head. Then sends him off the ropes. Kane goes in for the Big Boot. MVP ducks it and bounces off the opposite end. Running back towards Kane. MVP hits Kane with a Running Knee lift. Hitting him with enough force to send Kane down to the mat, face first. MVP rolls over Kane. The crowd starts to erupt. As they start to sense what “The One Man Box Office” is looking to do next.
  
  Prof. X Uh oh. I think we all know what time it is, ladies & gentlemen!
  
  MVP bounces off the ropes. Does his trademark dance. Then poses just as he gets to Kane. With the crowd, and the announcers yelling in unison.
  
  Crowd & Announcers: BALLIN’!!!
  
  MVP drives the elbow down into the black heart of Kane. Instead of going for the cover. MVP takes several steps back. Motioning, and taunting Kane to get up. Kane slowly starts to regain his composure. Enough to get on all-fours. MVP charges after Kane. Driving his foot into the cranium with a “Drive-By”. The force of this kick could be heard echoing throughout the arena. As MVP goes for a cover, as he hooks the leg.
  
  1… 2….
  
  And Kane kicks out at 2 ½
  
  At this moment. MVP goes to pick Kane back up. However, he’s caught off guard with a few punches to the mid-section. Kane starts fighting back, as he gets up to his feet. Looking to take advantage of this contest. Kane delivers a very stiff Uppercut to the jaw. That sends MVP staggering back. With MVP now in a dazed & confused state of mind. Kane scoops him up over his shoulder. Then runs back out towards the center of the ring. Slamming MVP down to the mat with a Scoop-Style Powerslam.
  
  Instead of going in for the cover. Kane looks over at the far turnbuckle. With MVP down, and feeling the effects of the slam. Kane exits to the ring apron. Then proceeds to climb the turnbuckle. As he’s perched up there. He patiently waits for MVP to get up. As MVP gets back up. Wobbly, and on spaghetti legs. He turns to face Kane. Kane flies off the top turnbuckle. Nailing MVP with a flying clothesline. Now, Kane goes in for the cover. Hoping this might be all.
  
  1… 2….
  Annnnnnd….
  
  NO! MVP gets the shoulder up. Just in the nick of time.
  
  Kane slams his fists to the mat. Frustrated that he didn’t put MVP away right there. Kane becomes blinded with rage. Letting his temper cloud his judgement. He quickly picks MVP back up. Then scoops him up over his head. Readying MVP for the “Tombstone Piledriver”. MVP is able to slither out of this. As he rolls Kane up into a pinfall attempt.
  
  1… 2….
  
  Kane kicks out.
  
  Both men get up at the same time. Kane charges in for a Big Boot. MVP dodges it, and is able to go behind Kane. Throwing his arms around the waist of Kane. MVP uses every bit of strength he has left in the tank to hoist Kane up. Driving him down with a German Suplex. Then… after a short pause, and a chance to catch his breath. He drops Kane once more with a 2nd German Suplex. The crowd cheers for one more. MVP gets Kane back up. As you can tell this was taking a lot out of both men. MVP somehow, someway. Manages to get Kane up and drives him down with one more German Suplex. This time releasing it. Where Kane lands on the back of his head/neck area. MVP crawls over to Kane. With enough gas left in the tank. MVP throws his arm over Kane's limp body. Referee Jimmy Korderas goes in for the count.
  
  1….
  
  2….
  
  Annnnnnd.
  
  No!
  
  Kane gets the foot on the bottom rope. As the crowd cheers on both individuals for this magnificent contest! After several moments pass. MVP pulls himself together. As he uses the ropes to help pull himself up to his feet. Likewise for Kane. As MVP approaches him. Kane grabs MVP by the neck with his right hand. Then hoists him up high in the air. Looking to finish off MVP with the “Chokeslam from Hell”. Instead, MVP used his quick thinking to counter this. From mid-air. MVP brings Kane down to the mat. He quickly hooks the arm/head for his finisher, the “T.T.B – Take It To The Bank” (Arm-Trap Crossface). As MVP squeezes and applies the pressure on Kane. Kane has no choice but to tap out like Sammy Davis Jr.
  
  
  
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• Mixed Tag Team - "Dashing" Cody Rhodes & April Lee vs. "Xtreme Fear" Joel Hall & "GZWA's Sexiest Diva" Velvet Sky (return)
  
  Primetime returns from commercial break with the fans in attendance welcoming Velvet Sky back into action after recovering from a vicious attack from Morgan Davis several months ago. Cody Rhodes orders April Lee to start the match as Velvet Sky is more than eager to get things going.
  
  The bell rings to start the match as Velvet Sky looks to lock up with April. April responds the gesture by grabbing her outstretched hand, only to send Velvet Sky into the ropes while April hit the opposite ropes, greeting Sky with a pending clothesline. Velvet Sky struggles to her feet with April sending her right back down with a front dropkick to the spine. April looks to Cody Rhodes for approval who merely silently nods at her offense. April hits the ropes again, this time knocking Sky's leg out from underneath her with a low dropkick. With Sky perched down on one knee, April steps up Sky's shoulders with a Shining Wizard -- only for Sky respond with an explosive counter in the form of a Sky High (Lifting Sitout Spinebuster) and goes for a cover.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Th--NO!!
  
  April Lee manages to kick out as Cody Rhodes is beginning to get impatient on the apron. Screaming out of frustration as she gains her second wind in this match, Velvet Sky grabs April's wrists as she laid on the canvas and stomps on her chest repeatedly, causing the back of April's head to hit the canvas with every blow.
  
  Francine: Maybe that'll knock some sense into that gal...
  The Carter: Wow, Franny, I'm shocked. I'd figure Cody would be your type of guy.
  Francine: Not after some of the gossip that's going around the Divas' locker room that I've heard about...
  Prof. X: Don't be keepin' secrets there, Francine. Do tell.
  Francine: Well, if the word backstage serves me right, we'll here about this later tonight.
  
  Referee Earl Hebner forces her to stop as he deems that's enough before April suffers a concussion. Velvet Sky backs away momentarily as April sits up from the canvas, but leaps over her shoulders, delivering a Neck Snap upon landing. April's head smashes against the back of the canvas again as Velvet Sky quickly goes for another pin attempt. April transitions the pin attempt into a school boy roll up.
  
  One...
  Two...
  NO!!
  
  Velvet Sky powers out of the pin attempt, launching April back a few feet and into the ropes. Cody Rhodes tags himself in as April Lee pleads for another chance. He silently stares at her as she gets the idea and steps back out on the ring apron. Velvet Sky wishes to continue but Joel Hall takes the reigns from here. Cody Rhodes turns away from April only to be launched into the turnbuckle with a missile dropkick from the Xtreme Fear. The force of the blow knocks April from the ring apron and down to the floor where Velvet Sky is more than happy to continue the fight.
  
  Joel Hall stands on the middle rope delivering several punches to the skull of Cody Rhodes. Under the referee's blind eye to control the situation at ringside, Rhodes delivers a low blow to Joel before carrying him on his shoulders and slamming him to the ring with authority with a Alabama Slam. Cody wastes no time going for the cover.
  
  One...
  Two...
  NO!!
  
  Joel Hall kicks out as Cody Rhodes argues with Hebner for the count. Joel is slow to his feet, allowing Rhodes time to springboard from the nearby ropes with the Disaster Kick (Springboard Roundhouse Kick). Joel ducks underneath the blow, capitalizing with a Pumphandle Slam as Rhodes landed on his feet. The Xtreme Fear takes flight, soaring high with the Xtreme Pain (Corkscrew Back Flip). Cody Rhodes puts his knees up to defend and springs back up to his feet, looking to capitalize with the Cross Rhodes. Velvet Sky races into the ring to intervene with April Lee not far behind. Rhodes spins the reeling Joel Hall for the Cross Rhodes who greets Cody with a spray of Poison Mist in his direction. Rhodes moves out of the way, causing Joel to blind Sky instead. Before Joel Hall could remedy his mistake, Cody Rhodes delivers a Silver Spoon DDT as April Lee clotheslines the blinded Velvet Sky over the top rope. Cody Rhodes hooks Joel's leg for the win.
  
  One...
  Two...
  Three!!
  
  
  
  
  Cody Rhodes hastily ushers April Lee out of the ring and heads backstage as Primetime goes to commercial break.
  
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• The moment of silence and idle activity from the show was interrupted by the old school rock sounds of Lynard Skynard. Lights remaining the same rather than changing the typical orange and yellow hues. Lights changing or not, it was still the audiences’ cues to boo this individual coming out from backstage and towards the ring.
  
  It was a caramel toned woman wearing a white polo shirt tucked into a pair of dark washed skinny jeans. Three buttons from her shirt were loose, revealing a great amount of cleavage and a laced red bra. She traveled from the stage to the ring in a cocky fashion, walking like a model on a catwalk with one hand on her hip and the other gripping a microphone. Her behind followed, alternating from each step forward. Once she entered the ring, the music stopped, giving the “hissing” more volume.
  
  "Well well how are all you bitches out there?"
  
  She took a moment to indulge all of the “hate” from the crowd, rolling her eyes at how pretentious they could be to a lady. She raised her microphone to her lips once again.
  
  
  
  "Of course everyone knows who I am, and in case you didn’t know, I’m Morgan Davis, or the Georgia Peach and today I bring to you what we’d like to call…..the ratchet ass behavior, the big ass bomb, the blunder, the moment they fell on their asses. Yep, that’s right. It’s the new and improved Hot Ass Mess with your new host “Miss Georgia Peach”. My dear friend Mariah insisted on letting me become the new host since she had some other business in GZWA to attend to. Being such a nice and caring individual, I couldn’t let that offer down. As long as I didn’t talk about her."
  
  Morgan gave off a short giggle before quickly continuing with her “moment”.
  
  "And sure enough I won’t talk about her ever. I’m too much of a loyal friend to do that. Instead, everyone else backstage will be by beloved targets. Man, woman….both. Keep your eyes open and your legs closed bitches, because no one is safe in this ring. No one!"
  
  Morgan’s serious expression made a full close-up to the camera, and the Titantron, pausing with this look before slowly transitioning to a more positive attitude.
  
  "Let’s get on with the show shall we? This week I have targeted what you all might not expect to be picked, but there is a cause to it. This week’s Hot Ass Mess award goes to other than the superstar who proclaims himself as the “New Legacy of Wrestling” Mr. Runnels himself, or more professionally known as “Cody Rhodes”."
  
  While Morgan was beginning to give off her social "shade" towards Cody Rhodes, a picture of him appeared on the Titantron screen.
  
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"Yep, that pretty much says it all, huh? Cody is one of those Superstars that stand out in GZWA, good, bad, and ugly ways. Emphasis on "ugly". The whole world has been watching this show and noticing how “spineless” April has been lately, and Cody Rhodes, that lying ass dog he is, keeps running around doing all kinds of silly bullshit. No matter what he does, this girl still loves his narrow behind. What the hell?"

"However, this will be the day where all that absurdity ends. Today, April will get a little glimpse of reality, and some sanity. What am I saying? Well, let’s just say April isn’t the only one Cody has been with. Now it is time for some visuals of unknown bitches that he has been around."

"Exhibit A…."

Morgan pointed to the Titantron to reveal the picture that she intended on sharing to the crowd and all of the United States to see…





"Mhm, who is this hoe? I know that isn’t April alright, yet you are sharing tongue and everything."

"Now for Exhibit B…."



"One of his "sistas". Before you all assume that this woman is just a fan, but don't get that shit twisted. I should pull out another picture in the pack."



"At least we can compliment that Cody Rhodes does not discriminate when it comes to his preferences, and he takes this to heart on Exhibits C and D…"



"We can only hope that this is….how do you say it… “bromance”? Maybe, maybe not. Who am I to judge?"

"And finally we get to the dirt, the cheese, and the meat of Cody’s little infidelity. An exhibition? No, we call this one a masterpiece. So juicy that it could stain your clothes."

"Everyone behold!"



"Ladies and gents we have a winner. Clearly, Cody Rhodes has an interest in shemales, and as you can see in this picture, he is seen cuddling with Ground Zero Wrestling Association’s shemale wrestler, Angeli……oh my bad, a little typo. Mangelina Love. Look at that, ya’ll. Shame on both of you. What will April think of this travesty? I wonder who the bottom was between the two though."

Morgan looked upwards, wanting to be the next Nancy Drew and solve the minimal mystery, but then she realized the suggestion was pretty farfetched.

"Well, just a playful thought, but why should we be surprised about Mangelina and his, or her activities. Why should we? Mangelina is practically known around the U.S. of A for bending that flat behind over to many men, and probably women, in order to get ahead in the game. That includes the Hall Brothers. I guess you and Cody are a match made in heaven then, Mangelina."

To give more eye contact to those she is bring up, she walked closer to the edge of ring, where the cameraman relaxed. She gave a striking glare at the camera, while sprouting out more of her sassy personality.

"What can we say about this Hot Ass Mess? Let's start with April. April, girlfriend, even a child could tell you to grow a backbone and let his ass go. You’ve been wiping his behind way too long, and it’s starting to make you look bad, sad, and sometimes mad, and it’s getting on everyone’s nerves’. Definitely does not make for great television."

"My little lesson to you, Cody Rhodes. If you don’t want women finding out about your infidelity then I would suggest not posting them on Twitter. Anyone could look at them, including your own parents. What would your parents think of you being this way? Aren’t you supposed to be a prodigy? A successor? A little unprofessional isn’t it? Oh well….but even then some paparazzi were able to track your ass down, so better yet…just stop foolin around."

"Mangelina….you already know what you need to stop doing."

"Well, this concludes our Hot Ass Mess for the week, and before I take my leave and prepare for my match against the Wicked Witches of the West, I would like to give a shout out to our beloved target…"

"Cody Rhodes, you FELL THE FUCK OFF, not to mention you hump anything with a pulse. We shouldn’t be surprised since you do have the face of a pitbull. How do you like those peaches?"

"Well, that’s all for now, folks. Smooches."

Morgan blows an exiting kiss to the camera before exiting the ring and towards backstage.

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[/li][li]Singles Match - "The Apex Predator" Randy Orton (w/ Cassandra DiMera) vs. Andre "Man of Destiny" Holmes

Andre Holmes stands in the ring with an air of superiority as Randy Orton arrives alone as Cassandra DiMera to be nowhere in sight.

Carter: Where's Cassie? I wanted to I was interested in her services.
Francine: Yeah, I'm sure that she was prolly desperate enough to sign you as another one of her STD-filled clients.

The bell rings to start the match with Andre Holmes looking to strike first but Orton stops him in his tracks with an European Uppercut to the jaw. Randy Orton then Irish whips the dazed competitor into the ropes and answers with Powerslam on the rebound. The Man of Destiny sits up from the canvas only for Orton to send him back down with a series of repeated stomps. Andre Holmes stops the Apex Predator in his tracks with a Dragon Screw. With tables turned, Holmes drops a Leaping Legdrop over the throat of Orton before hooking his leg for a pin.

One...
Tw--NO!!

Randy Orton powers out of the pin attempt, shoving Holmes off of him and rolling backwards. Orton springs back to his feet and connects with a short clothesline as the Man of Destiny rose back to his feet. Orton drags him to his feet only to deliver another point-blank European uppercut. Holmes staggers back from the blow, allowing Orton to follow up with an Inverted Headlock Backbreaker. After adding a Knee Drop for good measure to the temple of the Man of Destiny, Randy Orton looks out to the crowd as everyone knows what time it is.

Prof. X: Looks like Randy Orton is going to that dark place... The voices are calling for the RKO!

Randy Orton pounds his fists ferociously on the canvas as he stalks Andre Holmes in preparation for the RKO. The pyro on stage erupts into hellfire and brimstone as Kane stands at the top of the entrance ramp. Orton urges Referee Slick Johnson to do his job before striking with the RKO. Andre Holmes shoves Orton out of the way out of desperation and into the referee, knocking him to the canvas as a result. As Orton looks at the damage he has caused, the Man of Destiny stalks him in preparation for the Thrust Kick. Orton spins around and experiences the Thrust Kick firsthand, causing him to stagger into the grasp of the Big Red Machine. Kane slam dunks Orton to the canvas with a thunderous Chokeslam as Andre Holmes grins from ear to ear. Kane leaves Holmes to finish the job as he heads up the entrance ramp as the damage has been already done.

Referee Slick Johnson is slow to return to his feet as Andre Holmes takes his time to cover Randy Orton.

One...
Two...
Three!!



Prof. X: It looks like Orton and Kane have unfinished business to deal with.
Francine: You can be positive that Holmes is going to use this victory as another bulletin point to his resume to dethrone Genesis for that TV Championship.
Carter: Well, that is IF Genesis manages to retain against Dolph Ziggler tonight. And don't forget about that King of the Mountain match that Mr. Zeros announced earlier tonight. Will Andre take his title match before or at Slammiversary is the question here.

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[/li][li]“It's Goin' Down” hits the speakers and Mike Bradley, dressed in blue jeans and his new gray Majestic pullover with his "MB" logo on the collar, comes out to a standing ovation. He is visibly sore, but still in high spirits despite the loss to Andre Holmes in the ambulance match at Devils May Cry.

Carter: Everything of his is bruised except his ego, I guess.
Francine: You guess? He's got a beautiful baby boy and a hot wife who isn't afraid to kick ass!
Prof. X: Why don't you two get a room?
Francine: No, I'll give you one guess why, Professor.
Carter: Aw, shucks.

Mike enters the ring, microphone in hand, and acknowledges the crowd's chants of “Meta! Meta!”

“Thank you... thank you guys... not often someone gets this kind of reaction after a loss. My arm almost fell off, I got tossed around like a rag doll, I took some pretty awful bumps... and yet I'm still here. Still vertical. Still Meta.”

The crowd applauds Mike's resilience.

“Those of you who are expecting a John Cena-like apology for my loss are going to be gravely disappointed. Because I already tried to apologize to my wife Jessica, and she told me not to worry about it. I guess I was disappointed because now I'm not the number one contender for the GZWA Television Championship, but Jessica reminded me that she and I did what we had to do to stick up for our family – and even though it didn't result in a win in the record books, it was a moral victory that we'll gladly take.”

“Besides, not all is lost. Those of you who follow me on Twitter – incoming shameless self-promotion, @metamikedoesthings – may have noticed that I said tonight, I have something big to tell you all that'll change the landscape of this here wrasslin' company. Simply put...”

Mike is interrupted by Andre Holmes returning to the ring after winning the previous match. He comes down to the ring to incredible heat with a sadistic grin on his face.

Carter: Welp, here comes greasy-haired-trouble.
Francine: As if we didn't have enough of it at the announce table.
Carter: Me? Hair grease?
Francine: No, just grease.
Prof. X: Seriously, you two...

“Well, if it isn't Andre the Giant Pussbag! What's crackalackin, sport?”

Seems the crowd has taken a heatful emotional path towards Andre. He walks around in his wrestling attire with the signature green shirt he has on. He continues to walk back and forth, staring straight in the eyes of Mike Bradley while he taps the microphone onto his chest. The crowd chants "YOU SUCK!" continously and make nods his head in rhythm to the chants. Andre faces Mike like the man he is and speaks while the crowd are trying to overthrow him.

Carter: I know for some reasons, I'm supposed to be on Andre's side since he is a bad guy but this man has gone way too far. Disrespecting a man is one thing but his wife and kid is another.
Francine: Wow Carter, never knew you had a heart.
Carter: I also have something else too. Wanna see it?
Francine: I'll pass...

"Don't worry about it? That's it? That's what you're going to settle with after everything I've put you through?I've made fun of your son, your wife and your wrestling career and you're going to lie back and relax with a simple Don't worry?"


He continues to walk around back and forth. Being uncomfortable for he expected Mike to lash out on him for his enjoyment. He shoutsd towards Bradley, laying down the law in his vision.

"This is exactly why I beat you at Devils May Cry. This isn't about moral victory or who should get this or get that! I won and I am the number one contender for the GZWA Television Championship! Not YOU! ME! ME ME ME ME ME! Andre Holmes! Mike. I did you a favour. I actually thought that I was going to see the demon from out of that wretched soul of yours. But all I saw was a little cowarding BITCH!

The crowd goes "OH" to that insult. Mike seems to raise an eyebrow, not being easily moved by his words. Andre brushes his hair back more and more as the anger begins to boil.

"Mike, wake up! This is officially over! We are done! I WON THE BATTLE AND I WON THE WAR! I told everyone and especially you that you would fail. What happened? You didn't defend your family's honor! You didn't take me out like a man, you attacked me after I won and you let your wife do the dirty work! Your wife was never supposed to put a hand on a GZWA superstar! That was illegal. But since I am a generous guy, I will not host any lawsuits. The fact is Bradley, I won and there is nothing you can do about it!

Andre steps right into his face and Mike comes nose to nose with him. He raises the microphone and speaks with such a sinister tone.

"You failed GZWA, but most of all, you failed your SON!"

Andre backs off while the crowd lashes out with so much boos. The commentary team are silenced because of the heat of this verbal battle. The crowd is in full support. Mike looks at Andre for a moment and begins to speak. Mike retorts in as stern a tone as possible.

"Look, kiddo, the only way I'll fail my son is if I let him grow up to be a greasy-haired, disfigured, foul-mouthed, empty-headed jackback bitch who's permanently on his man-period!"

The crowd "oohhhhs" in unison. Mike continues to let out frustration, this time getting right in Andre's grill.

"Dre, you can talk smack about me, my family, these fans, and how I didn't get the job done all you want, but face it - you didn't get the job done either. You were supposed to shelve me for days, weeks, months on end. Guess what? I spent a grand total of zero seconds in an emergency room! After Devils May Cry, I went in the back, got looked at, and all I had was some ice on my shoulder and my bad arm in a sling - which, you'll notice, I'm out of. The war may be over, but it didn't end the way you envisioned! Because I'm. Still. Standing!"

The crowd erupts in support of Mike's comments, and his increased temper, continuing the "Meta!" chants. But Mike still isn't done, and he's still in Andre's face.

"So don't expect for one second that any of us will fulfill your request to take that stick that is wedged ever so firmly up your ass, sniff it, reinsert it, and then tell you that your shit. Doesn't. Stink!"

After finally getting all that off his chest, Mike backs off and takes in some more cheers.

Prof. X: I don't think I've ever seen Mike so heated... he seemed so calm just a minute ago!
Francine: Well, Andre decided to scratch an itch, so you should have seen it coming.

"That's real cute, Mike. I'm sure you're real proud of yourself, your pathetic, loser self."

This draws more heat from the crowd before he asks...

"So what exactly was your 'monumental announcement', loser?"

Mike chuckles. He gets up close to Andre...

"Well, since you asked so politely..."

... and then hits his adversary with the Meta Theory! The crowd goes nuts before Mike picks up the microphone again.

"You want to talk about destiny, punk? Here's some destiny for ya: I guaran-damn-tee that by the end of 2012, I will be GZWA World Heavyweight Champion!"

The crowd is a mix of shocked and ecstatic over Mike's bold claim as he stands over his fallen adversary and says,

"And if you don't know, now you know!"

He then drops the mic on the Holmes family jewels before exiting the ring. Walking back up the ramp doing his "make it rain" gesture, Andre stares at him, seething and grabbing his groin in pain, with the crowd still in amazement over Mike's statement.

Prof. X: Well, I wouldn't put it past Mike to do it, he's got the skills and the drive! But will he have the opportunity?
Francine: I'm sure he'll generate his own opportunity, if nothing else.

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[/li][li]Singles Match - "The Fallen Angel" Christopher Daniels (debut) vs. Chris Matthews

Referee Earl Hebner signals for the bell to start the match. Both men lock-up near the center of the ring. Chris Matthews starts us off with a side headlock. Christopher Daniels shoves Matthews off into the ropes. Matthews comes running back towards Daniels. “The Fallen Angel” catches Matthews with a Japenese Armdrag. Sending Matthews crash down to the mat. Daniels then applies pressure on the arm of Matthews after this. Seconds later, Daniels picks him back up to his feet. Then sets up for a beautifully delivered European Uppercut. Which is enough to rock Matthews back a few steps. From here, Daniels grabs Matthews by the head and tosses him out to the arena floor nearby. As Daniels follows suit.

As Daniels exits to the outside. Matthews catches him off guard with a kick to the mid-section. Followed by a stiff forearm shot to the face. Then, Matthews irish whips Daniels into the steel railing nearby. Daniels falls to the ground in agony. Clutching his lower back. After a few stomps. Matthews scoops Daniels up off his feet. Then sets him up and drives him down with a fierce Snap Suplex. As the referee continues to count both men out.

Matthews slides back into the ring to break up Hebner’s count. Daniels manages to pull himself together. As he climbs the apron. Matthews walks over to Daniels. Only to be caught off-guard with a hotshot on the top rope. As Matthews quickly bounces back up to his feet. Daniels springboards himself off the top rope. As he comes flying towards the arrogant GZWA Superstar with a Springboard Forearm Smash. Catching Matthews flush across the face as both men fall to the ring mat. Apparently, Daniels is purposely taking a page out of the playbook of “The Phenomenal “ AJ Styles’ playbook. Daniels then goes to pick Matthews up to his feet. When suddenly, Matthews rolls Daniels up into a small package.

1…2…

Daniels counters it with a small package of his own.

1…2…

Matthews counters it with another small package.

1…2…

This time, Daniels is able to slip out. As both men quickly get back up. Matthews charges in with a clothesline. Daniels ducks it, and grabs Matthews. Then slams him down to the mat with a Neckbreaker. With Matthews down on the mat. Daniels lays into him with some stiff Soccerball kicks to the lower back/spine area. As Matthews screams out in pain after 2-3 good kicks. From here, Daniels goes for a quick cover.

1…2…

Matthews kicks out. After this, Daniels picks him back up and tosses him down to the arena floor. As Matthews collides with the arena floor. He is slow to get up. Allowing Christopher Daniels enough time to run back and bounce off the ropes. As he comes flying at Chris Matthews. He jumps over the top rope and hits him with a Springboard Plancha. As the crowd pops big time. About twenty seconds later. Both men are slow to get up to there feet. As the crowd starts to chant out: “Holy Shit!” throughout the arena. From here, Daniels is the first to get up. As he picks up Matthews and slides him back into the ring. Daniels follows him back in and goes for the cover.

1… 2…

Matthews just barely gets the right shoulder up.

Daniels then drags Matthews over towards the center of the ring. As he looks to set him up for a Split-Legged Moonsault. Daniels goes to hit the moonsault. Only for Matthews to counter it by sticking his knee’s up in the air. "The Fallen Angel" crash lands on top of Matthews. As he rolls over onto his back, holding his abdomen. Matthews gets up to his feet. He starts to circle “The Fallen Angel”. Then, limb by limb. Matthews stomps Daniels' body. Starting with his legs and working around up to his head. Then finishes this all off by hitting him with a big Elbow Drop right to the heart. As he goes in for a cover. Hooking the leg.

1… 2….

And just a 2 ½ count!

Matthews argues with referee Earl Hebner. Afterwards, Matthews picks him up to his feet. Delivers a stiff right hand to the jaw of Daniels. Then snap-mares him over on his butt. With Daniels seated on the ground. Matthews runs and bounces off the ropes. Coming after Daniels with a full head of steam. He crashes into him with a thunderous dropkick right to the face. The impact of this dropkick is enough to open Daniels' bottom lip. As Matthews goes in for another pin attempt. We can clearly see the blood start to flow from his lower lip.

1… 2…

And just in the nick of time. Christopher Daniels gets the shoulder up. As the fans gasped. Thinking it was all over after that.

Matthews takes a few steps back and motions for Daniels to get up to his feet. When Daniels gets up. Matthews grabs him from behind. As he sets him up for the “Flatliner” (Skull Crushing Finale). Daniels is able to block the move. As he counters it by dropping Matthews on his jaw with a half-assed “Stunner” like maneuver. Afterwards, “The Fallen Angel” picks Matthews up over his shoulders. Then drives him down with a Death Valley Driver. After this. Daniels gets back up and says its “over”. As he charges over to the nearest turnbuckle. Jumps, and then flips back. Looking to hit Matthews with his finisher: “The Best Moonsault Ever”. As he goes to land. He see’s Matthews roll out of the way. Daniels is able to adjust in mid-air in time to land on his feet. As Matthews comes running back at him. Daniels dropkicks him to the ground. Then quickly, all in one motion. Picks him back up to his feet. Puts him in a Piledriver clutch. Locks the arms. Swings him around and drives Matthews head first into the mat with the “Angel’s Wings”. Daniels covered Matthews. As Earl Hebner went down for the count.

1….
2…..
3!



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[/li][li] Grudge Match (No DQ/Ring-Out; Victory ONLY by Pinfall/Submission) - "The Ultimate Vixen" Raven vs. Anya Petova[/b]

Standing in the middle of the ring, after a quick commercial break, we see the honey-blonde, Ultimate Exalted One, Raven standing in the ring with a mic in hand, dressed in her battle gear; Camo pants tucked into her boots with a black semi back-out top. She attempt to speak over the roaring fans displeased by her even being there, but in her mind they were cheers of glory.



Rae~ Oh, please. All this for Moi? No, settle down people, settle down. I appreciate it, but don’t praise me now, praise me later after the match.....Which is why I’m out here. It has finally happened, people; I, the greatest thing you’ve ever seen in a squared-circle versus the Russia’s cheap version of Chyna, Anya Petrova.

The crowd cheers wildly for this bout, finally able to see Anya get her hands on Raven’s slippery ass, having been able to dodge her at every turn.

Rae~ No don’t fear people for you Ultimate Vixen will be A-Okay. As has been seen these past few weeks, Anya can’t touch me. All that strength & power but not able to hit her target not even once. Whereas I, at one point, left her sulking in the parking lot wearing half of a crimson mask. & I admit while the games have been fun, you have my word that there will be no more. No more running, no more games, just us face-to-face.

Raven lowered the mic with a mischievous grin spread across her face as Anya’s music echoed throughout the arena. Anya marches out from behind the curtain, but instead of holding her signature AK, it's slung behind her back securely, and in her hand, a microphone. As she reaches the top of the ramp, she stops for a moment, but then continues to the ring, her eyes burning holes through Raven. Like a shark, she circles the ring in a slow, but deliberate pattern, her eyes never leaving contact with her foe. Finally her music stops and she raises the mic, speaking as she continues circling the ring.

"Raven. Sweet little Raven. I know the process of the fight is much different in the Motherland than America. Many things are. We do not have fat food restaurant on corner after corner of roads. We do not have need to drive automobile 1 kilometer to store. And we do not have need to talk, and talk, and talk about how great we are. Like the great Kalashnikov rifle, our successes speak for themselves."

She continues pacing around the ring, her predatory "red" glare focused on Raven. Raven stood in the same spot she started in, just turning in circles not breaking contact with Anya. “Fair” was never in Rae’s vocabulary & with every word she thought about diving through the ropes with a cheap shot. However, as confident & fast as she is, Anya is still a powerful person. She knew if Anya caught her that would maybe be IT for her

"However, failure is inevitable. I have failed. I have failed to break you like I had claimed I would. I have failed to catch you, like a cat who misses the crafty little rodent. But the Motherland herself did not go without her failures. The great city of Stalingrad, my home, was lost to the Nazi scum in a moment of tragic weakness. But the city was won back, and the Red Army pushed back into the German homeland, and we crushed their Nazi regime."

Anya stops her stride around the ring finally, stopping right in front of the ramp. She stares up at Raven, and shakes her head softly.

"I admit I have come to America, unaware of the way things are done here. I thought I could just come, state my intentions, destroy the inferior competition such as yourself, and make it to the top of ladder. I see that is not American way. You, my dear, dear little girl, are my first step to the top. Nothing more."

Anya drops her mic to the floor and removes her rifle, laying it carefully in the corner of the steel steps and the ring, and keeps her unbreakable stare at Raven. Rae had her dobts about this fight, but never the one to let it show she smiles off everything Anya has said except for one thing.

Rae~ Inferior? Oh sweetie, you must be unaware of the greatness that is Moi. Yes, I damn sure flaunt it because I know I got it & am not afraid to tell people about it. Namely these people as they forget what this amount of greatness looks like dealing with the lessors in the back.

Raven broke contact with Anya to address the audience who replied with a resounding wave of Boo’s

Rae~ But inferior I certainly am not & I’ll teach you just exactly what this American is capable of.

With that, Raven violently flung the microphone at Anya through the ropes egging her on to “Come Get Some.”

After the opening bell, Raven taunts and teases Anya, who stares at her blankly. Raven moves closer to Anya quickly so as to get a few punches to the face of her larger opponent. Anya's head reels back from the fists but she simply looks back down at Raven, not a single expression of pane on her face. Raven continues her punching efforts to no avail until Anya grabs her fist and crushes it. Raven attempts to kick Anya's legs to get her to let go until Anya forcefully lets go and kicks Raven into one of the corners.

Holding her chest, Raven coughs, clearly getting a hard hit from her opponent. She runs at Anya, who, at the last second, sprints and throws her arm at Raven in a brutal clothesline, almost making her do a full front flip and landing directly on her face. Anya turns her around and puts her boot on Raven's gut. As the referee's arm is inches away from the mat for the 3 count, Anya moves her foot off and smirks, looking at the referee while shaking her head.

Dragging Raven to her feet, she punches her directly in the nose, splatting her into the ropes, which inadvertantly gets her tied up on them. Anya cracks her knuckles as she slowly walks towards Raven, who looks to be unconscious. She slaps her in the face a few times to reawaken her, wanting her to be alive while she feels the pain. Raven attempts kicks to Anya in defense, but to no avail. Anya begins a several beatdown, punching Raven's face and chest, until the referee almost finishes a 5 count, to which she stops and allows the referee to free her.

Anya pulls Raven up to her, who in a last act of defense, spits blood from her internal bleeding in Anya's face, which gets into her eyes. Anya stumbles momentarily, allowing Raven to hit a few kicks to Anya's legs and send her to her knees. She attempts a Chick Kick to her larger opponent, but Anya, regaining her sight, catches her leg. She rises to her feet, throwing Raven's leg down, and smiles as she says "Dasvidaniya", following with a brutal Headbutt, causing Raven to flop forward to her. As Raven falls towards her, Anya grabs her arm and locks in a Crossface. Barely conscious, Raven cannot muster the strength to even tap out until the referee ends the match due to her being unable to continue.



Brooklyn Glamorous had been watching the back with more interest that she let on. The only reason that Brooklyn had even noticed the match was of a big mouth bitch named Raven. Brooklyn had just found out that Raven had been the reason her and Z had broke up in the first place. Some believe that it was water under the bridge but not to Brooklyn. For the most part Brooklyn enjoyed Anya whooping the candy droppings out of Raven.

Karma was a bitch, but still funny as hell. After a few moment Brooklyn couldn't help herself. Dressed to the nines in a tight baby blue Giccu mini dress and matching heels, Brooklyn appear at the top of the ramp with her arms folded. The fans had mixed emotions, when they saw the Glamorous Diva. Why shouldn't they, they had been following the on going story of Brooklyn and Z. Now that Justice was out of the picture, but had to settle one more issue before Z and GZWA was all her for the taken.

Licking her lips with a coy smirk on her face Brooklyn ended up ring side for a amazing sit for the action in the ring. Her dark brown eyes never letting Raven, twisted in pain. With a sick smile Brooklyn clapped for Anya once the match was over. The Referee was raising Anya hand in victory, when Brooklyn slipped into the ring. Her heels not making any noises on the canvas as she looked over Raven's body. She looked more like a broken rag doll, then a wresting diva. With the tip of right shoe, Brooklyn rolled the unconscious woman body over. Bending down Brooklyn pulled out her red lip stick and wrote in big letter across her face "SLUT" Feeling better Brooklyn laughed as the fans boo her loudly. She didn't care as she toss the ruin lipstick at Raven. Just when you thought that Brooklyn was going to leave she turns around and hits Raven lifeless body with her famous Glam Shot. Getting to her feet and adjusting her clothes so that she was Glamorous as ever, a tech handed her a mic.



* The Glam Star *
"Raven this was only a taste of what I have in store for you SLUT! Because of your nasty ass I lost out on 9 years with a men that was my heart. So now that I'm here. I'm going to even the score Bitch. Believe me, when I'm finished with you, your going to be wishing for Anya to tap that again. Your going to pay for every moment that I had to be alone with a little girl that I raised to be a better woman then you. Because at least she know better to keep her legs close and not suck random dicks of other girls' boyfriends."

Dropping the mic right ontop of Raven's head. Spitting on her as well Brooklyn rolled her eyes she slipped out the ring and headed up the ramp. Her music hittting as she went the back as ER's and trainers raced past her to help Raven in the ring.

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[Xion Zeros]

• As Genesis made his way out to the squared circle to the beat of his own personal, war drum music. "Playing the Saint" by Digital Summer. Having already cut into his competition earlier during a backstage segment. He was now poised to finish up some business with a certain "Senorita".
  
  As Genesis entered the ring. The crowd was already hot at him. The act Genesis pulled at Devils May Cry was probably about as low as anyone could go to hurt someone's feelings. However, does Genesis think he crossed the line? Or, was it all justifiable?
  
  Genesis: After I had my fun earlier with Mr. Ziggles. I knew what was to come next. Something that needed to be said. That needed... to be done.
  
  Mariah? I know I don't deserve this. But I'd like for you to come out here and join me in the ring.
  
  Genesis lowers the microphone. Dressed in his ring gear with the Television Championship around his waist. Patiently waiting. As he looks up at the stage entrance. Hoping Mariah would come out. Sensing that Mariah may not come out. Much less trust what Genesis has in store. He raises the microphone back up to his lips for one final plea.
  
  Genesis: Its okay, Mariah. I promise this time. This is going to be done on different terms. No humiliation for you tonight. I swear...
  
  Genesis lowers the microphone. Having said what he could say. Anticipating Mariah's theme music to start playing at any moment.
  
  Backstage Mariah is shown sitting backstage with some of her friends among the Divas' locker room watching the monitor. She sighs loudly to their protests and heads out of the locker room.
  
  Obsessed by Mariah Carey plays over the speakers as Mariah reluctantly walks down the entrance ramp with microphone in hand. She slowly enters the ring as Genesis holds the ropes open for her, her eyes filled with disgust for this Superstar in front of her.
  
  Having enough with this charade, she raises the microphone to her lips.
  
  "What is it this time, Genesis? Going to bring up how I became Cheeka's 'pet' in my lovesick depression? I'm not your verbal punching bag to help you cream your pants from hearing yourself talk..."
  
  Mariah is ready to continue going off at him, until Genesis interrupts her with an uncharacteristic surprise. Genesis raises the microphone. As he cuts her off and replies.
  
  Genesis: Babe, Babe. Shhhhh. Just chill out for a sec. L-Look... just gimme a chance here to explain a few things.
  
  Genesis walks up towards Mariah. So the two could be standing mere feet apart from each other. So that Genesis could tell her everything to her face. As the two don't lose eye contact with the other.
  
  Genesis: Listen Mariah. I'm not gonna lie to you. I'm not gonna lie to the masses when I say, that I do care about you. Now granted, I may not care about you as much as you feel about me. *chuckles* But nonetheless, I guess you could say our feelings are a bit mutual to some degree.
  
  The reason I brought you out here is simple. At "Devils May Cry". Maybe...
  
  Genesis stops in mid-sentence. As he walks away from her. Apparently, this was going to be harder for him then he thought. Besides, apologizing for his actions wasn't exactly his strong suit. Especially with an egotistical maniac.
  
  Genesis paces around the ring. Looking around at the crowd. Mariah is a bit over-anxious. As Gen. eventually stops in the center of the ring. Hands to his side for a moment. As he tries to come up with the right words to say. Seconds later, he was back on track. As he continued as he walked back up to Mariah.
  
  Genesis: Look this harder for me then you'll ever know. I'm not used to, much less have ever had to apologize for anything in my life. I mean, when you're a guy like me. And you know that your RIGHT about everything. Being wrong just isn't in your nature.
  
  I guess... what I'm trying to say is, Mariah. Maybe... I did go over the line just a teensy, little bit with the whole Wedding fiasco clip. I mean, you remember it right? The whole thing was a disaster. Besides that, from my personal opinion. You could've done a WHOLE lot better then that Xion Zeros. You've seen what he's all about recently right? Once he got away from you. He was putting his dick in everything that moves.
  
  A quick little chuckle from the crowd. Mariah even sneaks a little grin as Genesis continues.
  
  Genesis: I mean, maybe I did step on a nerve that shouldn't be stepped on. But then again. Does it look like I'm a person who really cares about others feelings? See Mariah. At least with me. You get what you see. I don't hide behind smoke & mirrors. I don't hide behind a fake, and cheesy corporate gimmick like your ex. I don't proclaim to be somebody that I'm not.
  
  Ya know, Christy (Hemme) told me I should just speak my mind about things. So I'll just come out and say it...
  
  I like you, Mariah. I do... sometimes I don't want to say, or admit it. But at the same time? This belt that's around my waste? My career, and everything else that comes along with it. This is my life's work. I can't risk losing it all. So I could play babysitter to your needs. Just so I could try to be the man you want me to be. I'm not changing for nobody... and frankly? I wouldn't expect you to do the same. This is all that I am. I've got no family to care for. Hardly any friends to speak of. What you see is what you get.
  
  If anything... I helped re-open your eyes to the kind of man you were that close to spending the rest of your life with. Maybe instead of apologizing. You should be thanking me? Just a thought.
  
  But... *sighs* I guess what I'm trying to say. As much... As I don't want to do this. As much as I feel that I don't really need to do this. If it makes you feel any better? I... *clears throat* I apologize for my actions.
  
  Genesis breathed a sigh of relief. Having said what he needed to say. Mainly in the need of calming down the shit-storm he had caused. Then he just had to say one thing that may have nullified everything that came before.
  
  Genesis: So there... are you happy? I said it. You got what you wanted. You weeped and cried all week over this. When you should have just thanked me to begin with. Maybe instead of slapping me. You should have applauded my work. I mean, do you know how long that took for me piece and edit all that crappy Wedding footage!?
  
  Oh boy! "Crappy Wedding" eh? Maybe not to Mariah. Certainly not to Xion. This was their lives being put on display. And Genesis made a complete show of it at the Pay-Per-View. Apparently, Genesis may not have really meant this apology. Or, if he really did. He had a half-ass way of showing that he cared. While some believe there may have been some truth in his words. The rest was apparently just there for show and tell. Its been over a week since Mariah had any chance to verbalize what had gone down. She certainly showed how she felt during the heat of the moment with that slap. Now, having all of this sink in. What, or how. Will the "Showstopping Senorita" respond?
  
  Mariah is taken back that he actually came out and apologized for what he did. In front of the millions of the GZWA Nation for that matter, both watching live in the audience and at home on their television sets around the world. She raises the microphone to her lips and steps closer to him as they look eye to eye.
  
  Mariah: You think you're hot stuff don'tcha? Putting my life on blast like that during Devils May Cry, humiliating me beyond belief in the process. But like a MAN, you realized you went too far and even it's totally out of your character for the kind of person you are, you came out here in front of all of these people and apologized.
  
  You know that kinda thing really warms up the engine of a girl like me. You're a jerk -- but a jerk I could learn to put up with in time. Even though it was a half-assed apology, that was sweet of you to care about this mami's feelings...
  
  Mariah caresses his cheek before leaning in with a kiss onto his lips. That is cut short as Genesis drops to his knees as Mariah knees him in the groin.
  
  Mariah raises the microphone back to her lips as she stoops down to Genesis on his knees, "Now if you do ANYTHING like that to me again, I'm going to make sure you'll really know the meaning of a woman being 'pissed off' as you will find yourself pissing sitting down for the rest of your life. Also, you should take a note from Z, when you get on my bad side, I suggest you start wearing a cup..."
  
  Leaving Genesis in the ring, she drops the microphone and climbs through the ropes. She stops halfway before turning back around before planting a quick kiss on his cheek before heading up the entrance ramp.
  
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• Primetime returns from a commercial break and not 5 seconds later, "Get Ready to Fly" by GRITS is blaring and "The Phenomenal One" immediately comes out onto the stage dressed in his street clothes and wearing a neck brace. He's got a microphone in his hand as he makes his way down to the ramp and into the ring. He extends his arms out in his signature taunt and is greeted to a chorus of cheers from the fans. His entrance theme is silenced, as AJ lifts the microphone to his lips.
  
  "The Phenomenal" AJ Styles:
  Even though Devils May Cry has come and gone, people are still talking about the match Genesis and I had for the GZWA Television Championship. I'm still feeling the effects of what we went through that night. Hell, I won't receive medical clearance until next week. Genesis and I gave each other everything we had, and I'm surprised both of us are even walking tonight. But, I think what hurt worse than the physical pain of what Genesis put me through, was the emotional pain of having my best friend stab me in the back to add insult to injury.
  
  AJ motions to the the Titantron as it rolls the feed of the PPV.
  
  

  The Druid motions behind him to the main Titantron and as AJ looks up to the giant screen, a burning ankh appears. AJ's eyes go wide and he drops the contract in his hand, as everything connects in his brain. In that second, the Druid flings off his robes revealing his identity as none other than The Fallen Angel, Christopher Daniels. AJ doesn't have time to react as Daniels hooks AJ's arms in a pedigree position, lifts him in the air and drops him face first on the unforgiving surface of the entrance ramp with Angel's Wings.

  
  
  The Titantron goes black and the camera focuses on AJ Styles in the ring watching the footage and shaking his head. The fans are showing their disapproval of what they just witnessed with a loud echoing of boos. AJ raises the microphone to his mouth to continue.
  
  "The Phenomenal" AJ Styles:
  When I was first signed to GZWA, I called Chris. He was the first person I called and I even offered him an opportunity to join me here. Do you know what he said? He said, "I'm proud that the two best wrestlers in this business will finally be in two separate companies. Let's show them what we can do." Now that's the Christopher Daniels that I've known for years. Sure, we've had our issues in the past, but that was then and this is now. I've put all that behind me and moved on, and I--
  
  AJ is cut off by the sound of Christopher Daniels' entrance theme, "Wings of a Fallen Angel" filling the arena. AJ immediately drops the microphone and walks over to the ropes facing the stage in preparation for Daniels arrival. As AJ is leaning over the ropes, yelling towards the entrance ramp, the camera switches to show Christopher Daniels sliding into the ring behind AJ. He stands there for a second, waiting for AJ to turn around. AJ takes a step away from the ropes, still facing away from Daniels, allowing The Fallen Angel to give Styles a low blow from behind.
  
  AJ's face immediately contorts in pain as he drops to his knees onto the mat and doubles over. The pain continues to radiate through AJ's body and he takes a fetal position on his side in the middle of the ring. Daniels watches AJ writhe on the mat in pain, as a "You suck" chant slowly starts picking up volume throughout the arena. Daniels smiles and laughs at AJ's reaction and the reaction of the fans, before picking up the microphone that AJ had dropped a few minutes before. Daniels brings it to his lips and opens his mouth to say something, but notices that AJ is on one knee slowly getting back up. He is still in pain, but manages to reach a vertical base. He doesn't stay standing for long, however, as Daniels smacks AJ in the face with the microphone. AJ's body goes limp as he falls to the mat on his back. The fans are livid and vocalize their displeasure with Christopher Daniels' actions with words that are not safe for live TV. In the ultimate show of disrespect, Daniels stands over AJ and extends his arms to his sides, mocking AJ's signature taunt. After a few seconds of the mockery, he finally raises the microphone to his mouth and looks down at AJ with disgust.
  
  "The Fallen Angel" Christopher Daniels:
  You make me sick, AJ.
  
  Daniels looks around the arena.
  
  "The Fallen Angel" Christopher Daniels:
  All of you make me sick! You people think AJ deserves gold?
  
  The arena fills with cheers, obviously letting Daniels know their thoughts on the matter. He ignores them and looks down at AJ.
  
  "The Fallen Angel" Christopher Daniels:
  AJ, you don't deserve to be a champion. You don't deserve to even be in the same ring as me! After all these years, and you still think that you're phenomenal...
  
  Daniels shakes his head.
  
  "The Fallen Angel" Christopher Daniels:
  Well, mark tonight down as the only night that something phenomenal happened in your career. You think that what you and Genesis endured at Devils May Cry was hell? He was only after the Television Championship, but I...I'm after more than that. You think this is only about our past? Oh, no, AJ. It goes much, much deeper than that. I want nothing more than to watch you writhe and twist in agony from the pain I inflict upon you. I want you to suffer and I want you to lie in a pool of your own blood as it pours out your sins for all to see.
  
  Daniels throws the microphone down to the mat, and it makes a few thuds as it bounces across the ring. He reaches down and picks AJ up by the hair. AJ makes an attempt to grab at Daniels, but is unsuccessful. The Fallen Angel kicks AJ in the gut, and as soon as AJ is bent over Daniels hooks his arms behind his back. Knowing what's coming, AJ tries to fight out of it, but Daniels powers through and lifts AJ up, driving his face into the mat with a set of Angel's Wings. The sound of the impact was so loud that it echoes through the arena and into the rafters. The camera zooms in as Daniels leans in close to AJ.
  
  "The Fallen Angel" Christopher Daniels:
  Just you wait, AJ. This is my company! I'm the face of GZWA just like I should have been in Florida. I carried that entire division for years, and you damn well know it!
  
  Daniels continues screaming at AJ as the camera slowly fades out to black.
  
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• Singles Match - "The Viciousness" Angelus (debut) vs. "The Blackbird" Kat (w/ Cheeka)
  
  Primetime returns to commercial break with Kat and Cheeka arguing at ringside as Angelus makes her way to the ring for her pending GZWA debut.
  
  Prof. X: Carter, you tend to know a thing or two about the girls in the back, is there anything you tell us about this Angelus woman?
  Francine: I doubt it, he hasn't tried to hit on her yet.
  The Carter: Well, my sources tell me that she's been making a name for herself in the United Kingdom wrestling overseas. I heard that her and our own Katie Matthews gotten into it backstage and she personally requested this match against this debuting Diva from her own neck of the woods.
  Francine: I've heard she's made a rather of an impact in every promotion she's been a part of and making quick work of the Divas divisions in the process. I'm definitely going to keep an eye on her career.
  
  Kat firmly instructs Cheeka to stay out of her match, who merely rolls her eyes while Kat climbs into the ring. The bell sounds to start the match as Cheeka takes a seat on the commentary table in front of Francine and Carter drinking from her whiskey bottle. Carter reaches across the table to grab Cheeka's backside, but his hand is slapped away by Francine.
  
  Prof. X: I know Cheeka's out here, but don't you guys think it smells a bit worse out here than usual?
  Francine: It's prolly whatever alcoholic chemical Cheeka is poisoning her body with tonight.
  
  In the ring, Angelus extends a hand to shake at the start of the match. Kat looks down to inspect this gesture before spitting towards Angelus' hand. Angelus quickly withdraws her hand before slapping Kat across the face with the other. Kat motions with a slap of her own, stopping it in front of Angelus' face before feinting her with a kick to the mid-section. Angelus doubles over as Kat hits the ropes and rolls over Angelus' shoulders. Angelus stands back up and spins around into a pending Broken Mirrors (Springboard Roundhouse Kick). Angelus staggers into the corner from the blow, whereas Kat wastes no time to continue her offense by smashing Angelus' skull into the turnbuckle repeatedly.
  
  Angelus has had enough as she stops Kat's offense with an elbow smash in the gut before forcing her to back off with an European Uppercut. With Kat holding her jaw from the blow, Angelus flows up with a Gutwrench Suplex. Dropping knee to Kat's forehead as she attempts to sit up keeps the Bloody Mary down on the canvas as Angelus stands on the second rope before dropping another Knee Drop to the forehead of Kat. Angelus places her foot firmly on the side of Kat's skull as she wildly struggles to get free as Referee Jacqueline Moore warns her with an illegal hold count. Angelus removes her foot after the count of 4. While Kat tries to recover, Angelus takes the moment to lean over the ropes and soak in the boos from the live crowd.
  
  Those boos turn into screams of alarm as a Molotov Cocktail is thrown in the ring, barely missing both Angelus and Kat (who was in motion to capitalize on Angelus' showboating but stops in her tracks) and landing right in the middle of both of them.
  
  Both Angelus and Kat roll out of the ring to safety while Jacqueline signals to end this match as a no contest. Cheeka is grinning nervously as Kat heads directly in her direction and begins chewing her out -- verbally, mind you -- as the staff races out with a few fire extinguishers to put out the fire.
  
  The Carter: What the hell's gotten into Cheeka?
  Francine: Apparently, she's living up to that image her mother said about not being a model parent that's what... Oh yeah, and word on the street is that Kat's gotten into her but that's another story.
  Prof. X: Well in either case, folks, we're going to have to take a commercial break while the staff repairs the ring.
  
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• Singles Match - "The Superior God" Double S vs. Eddie Hall
  
  As the bell rings. Eddie Hall wastes no time going after "The Superior God". First, catching Double S off guard with a Baseball Slide under his legs. Now behind Double S. Eddie grabs The Artist Formerly Known as "Shia Storm" by his arms. Hooks them, then lifts him up. Dropping him on his head with a quick Dragon Suplex. As referee Jimmy Korderas goes down for the count.
  
  1... 2....
  
  Double S quickly gets out. From here, Eddie knocks Double S back into the corner. As he starts delivering a fury of Roundhouse kicks to the mid-section. 4-5 kicks later. Eddie tosses Double S into the opposite corner. Eddie then charges at Double S. Does a 'wall flip' off the chest/face of him. Then connects with a beautiful Enziguri kick. Sending "The Superior God" crashing down to the mat face first. As 'S' rolls over onto his back. Eddie seizes the opportunity. He runs and springboards off the ropes from the inside. Crashing down onto Double S with a Moonsault. Ala, Chris Jericho style. As Eddie hooks the leg for another cover.
  
  1... 2....
  
  And S just barely gets the shoulder up.
  
  After this, Eddie goes to pick Double S up to his feet. As he quickly snap mares him down to a seated position. Then follows this up with a stiff kick to the back. Then another, this time connecting to the face of S.
  
  So far, Eddie Hall has this match to his liking. Not allowing Double S to get much offense in the early going.
  
  With Double S down. Eddie runs over and exits the ring to the apron. He pauses to get the crowd pumped up by waving his arms. Then, after another second or two. Eddie springboards and does a big flip in the air. Looking to hit Double S with the Phoenix Splash. Double S on the other hand. Had other plans in mind. As he quickly sticks the knee's up. Catching Eddie, as GZWA's own "Dragonfly" takes the full force of those knee's right to the bread-basket.
  
  This allows Double S to recover & recuperate.
  
  Double S delivers a quick elbow drop for good measure. Then picks Eddie Hall up to his feet. He then delivers a series of Palm Slaps to the face & body of Eddie Hall. Ending with a big smack to the chops to send Eddie Hall back down to the mat. Rather then go in for a cover. Double S applies a sleeper hold. Hoping to slow, and wear down Eddie Hall.
  
  This lasts for around 45 seconds. Until Eddie fights out of it. Delivering quick elbow shots to the mid-section of Double S. Then he quickly shoves Double S off of him into the ropes. As S comes back around. "The Superior God" goes in for a big clothesline. Eddie ducks it. S comes back around one more time. Only to be greeted by a big spear!
  
  Eddie Hall goes in for the cover.
  
  1... 2....
  
  And S gets the shoulder up in time.
  
  From here, Eddie picks S up. Then throws him into the nearby turnbuckle. As he walks over to him. S catches him with a quick poke to the eye. A sneaky tactic by Double S. Just enough to throw Eddie off his game. As Eddie stumbles back towards the center of the ring. Double S walks over. Wrapping his arm around his waist. Then hoists him up. Dropping Eddie on his head with a well-delivered German Suplex. With the hands firmly locked in. Referee Jimmy Korderas goes in down for the count.
  
  1... 2...
  
  Eddie just BARELY gets the shoulder up!
  
  Double S yells, and cusses out the referee out of frustration. Thinking he had him right there.
  
  This only angers Double S. As he picks Eddie back up. Hooks the head with his right arm. Then goes to drive Eddie back down with a big DDT. Eddie however was quick enough on his feet to counter this into a Russian Leg Sweep.
  
  Both men get back up to there feet rather quickly. Eddie catches Double S with a big dropkick to the face. Then he picks S up to his feet. Only to throw him out to the arena floor. As Double S crashes & burns to the floor. Eddie runs and bounces off the ropes from the opposite side. Running back towards Double S, just as "The Superior God" is getting up. Eddie crash lands into Double S with a Suicide Dive! Both men slam into the steel railing nearby. Taking both men down and out!
  
  Prof. X: I can't believe this action guys. What a match. This has been a clinic since the opening bell. We all knew this was gonna be a good match. But nothing like this!
  Carter: Both men are laying all there chips on the table tonight.
  Francine: Exactly fellas. Who knows who will walk away from this match the victor. Its anybodies guess at this point.
  
  Both men slowly get back up to there feet. Both men re-enter the ring. Double S first, then Eddie Hall behind him. Double S catches Eddie off guard with a stiff kick to the gut. Then a big right hand to the jaw. As Double S then scoops him up and drops him with a big Exploder Suplex! With Eddie landing near the center of the ring. Double S walks over and grabs him by the legs. Bringing his left leg in. Grapevining his leg to Eddie's. S turns, and flips Eddie over into his version of the "Sharpshooter". A move he learned, and crafted to perfection thanks to his idol, Bret "Hitman" Hart. As Double S applies all the pressure and torque to the lower back/legs of the "Dragonfly". Eddie inches, and crawls to the ropes. Eventually, after several intense moments of doubt, agony & suffering. Eddie makes it to the ropes. Forcing Double S to break the hold.
  
  After this occurs. S picks him back up to his feet. Double S makes a "Cut-Throat" style taunt. As S is looking to finish off Eddie with one of his finishing maneuvers. The "Hell's Calling". As Double S locks Eddie Hall in, hooking the arms. The perspiration is enough to allow Eddie to 'slip' out of the hold. Countering it, as he kicks Double S into the gut. Then he locks the head of Double S with his hands. He runs and brings Double S into the nearest turnbuckle. As Eddie spins around off the turnbuckle. Driving Double S down hard into the mat with one of his Signature Moves: "Dragon's Breath" (Shiraui). As he does so. Eddie rolls Double S, and goes in for the pin.
  
  1...
  
  2...
  
  
  annnnnnd...
  
  Double S gets his foot on the rope. Just before Korderas could make the 3 count!
  
  A frustrated Eddie Hall gets up. Starts arguing with Jimmy Korderas. To a point. Where Eddie shoves him down to the ground. While this is going on. Double S seizes the moment. As he crawls over and grabs his "Scepter". With the referee still down. Eddie turns his focus back onto Double S. S, gets back up to his feet. Quickly spinning around and dropping Eddie with a big whack to the skull with that scepter. Then quickly discarding the weapon nearby. With Eddie out called. Double S collapses onto his body. The referee has no choice but to make the count.
  
  1...
  
  2...
  
  annnnnnnnd
  
  3!
  
  
  
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• Trent Lewis is backstage ready to interview GZWA's newest Diva.
  
  Trent: I am here with a former EWW Vixen, who happens to be GZWA's newest Diva, Malita Conera.
  
  Malita walks in dressed and ready for her tag team match.
  
  
  
  "Hello Trent and hello GZWA Universe."
  
  Trent: So Malita, are you excited for your GZWA debut tonight?
  
  "I am more than excited, I am delighted! This is such an honor for me to show the GZWA Universe what I have to offer and to try to expand my fan base."
  
  Trent: You shouldn't have a problem doing that. I heard that besides Tia Brooks, you were the one to watch. So I know many are wondering, why did you sign with GZWA? Is it because you were getting board with EWW? Or could it be that you have some unfinished business with a certain Diva here?
  
  "Well to answer your question Trent, there are many reasons, but the one reason in general was the last one you stated. I have had so much history with Tia, both good and bad. I actually didn't see that coming when she slapped me. A few years ago, Tia and I have had many encounters in the ring. We always bumped heads because we were the best that the company had to offer. The finally, Tia and I had enough and called a truce. We were actually getting along great and I was thrilled when she got the call to join GZWA. I was one of her biggest supporters. But you all see how things are now. So by joining the GZWA, maybe I can knock some scene back into that girl's head. I don't know what happened to the Tia I once knew, but I will make damn sure that I find her."
  
  Trent: Thank you for your time Malita and good luck in your match.
  
  "Thanks and take care."
  
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• Captain Fall 4 on 4 Divas Tag Team Match - GZWA Women's Champion "The Glamzon" Beth Phoenix, "The One Woman Dynasty" Layla El (w/ Vickie Guerrero), "Straight Edge Vixen" Tia Brooks, and "GZWA's Sexy Delight" Kaitlyn vs. "Psycho Bitch" Porscha, "The Beautiful Dragon" Mei Long, "Quintessential Diva" Trish Stratus, and Malita Conera (debut)

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The match begns with Kaitlyn and the former champion, Porscha. Kaitlyn acts cocky as she deals with Porscha, mocking her for losing the title, which causes Porscha to angrily assault Kaitlyn, slamming her head into the mat several times, making Kaitlyn crawl at a super fast speed to avoid her brains being scrambled. She tags in Tia Brooks, who gladly steps in to challenge Porscha. Porscha retains her composure and smirks, tagging in her former rival, Mei Long.

The two enemies keep their distances attempting several kicks at each other with the other just managing to avoid getting hit by them. Tia, not caring to fight Mei, decides to tag in Beth Phoenix, but Layla hits Tia's hand first, stepping in for the challenge. Mei decides not to swap out, and counters Layla's lock up attempts with several kicks to her knees, and even a kick to Layla's behind, aggravating The Nasty Girl. Layla angrily runs towards Mei, who attempts a Boot, but Layla smartly manages to stop and catch her foot. Thinking she has the winning advantage, she finds herself dropped to the mat by an Enzuiguri. Just when Mei goes to tag in Trish Stratus, Porscha slaps Mei on the shoulder and jumps into the ring.

After Porscha runs to hit the Sedona Spear, Tia charges into the ring to save Layla, hitting Porscha with a Boot, which forces Mei to springboard from her corner on top of Tia. The teammates of both teams soon find themselves getting involved in the action too, which spills to the outside in a massive brawl. While the fight goes on outside, Porscha, still in the ring, watches on when Layla, still the legal person, slides into the ring from behind and hits the Lay-Out for the win and the three count.






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[/li][li] Devils May Cry Rematch - "The Georgia Peach" Morgan Davis vs. "The Hellcat" Angelina Love (w/ Velvet Sky)[/b]

Francine: Hmph, I wonder how's Angelina taking that news that Morgan put her and Cody Rhodes' pimpin' habits out on blast earlier tonight.
The Carter: Doesn't look it's affecting the reunited Beautiful People's budding friendship in the least. Velvet Sky is out here to support her bestie.

The two lock up to start the match, with Angelina winning. She pushes Morgan into the ropes and hits her with a dropkick. The Georgia Peach gets up to her feet and the two look up again, with Angelina winning it once more. She quickly gets behind Morgan, slapping her behind. Morgan's eyes widen, and she turns in shocked anger with a "Oh no you didn't" look on her face. She charges towards Angelina, who hits a drop toe hold on her. Angelina then moves closer to Velvet Sky, taunting Morgan.

Taking advantage of Angelina's distraction, The Georgia Peach manages to get Angelina down and daze her with some hits to the face. Morgan throws Angelina in the corner and smiles from ear to ear, looking directly at Velvet as she pulls her tights up, wanting to humiliate Angelina in front of her best friend, but due to her spending too much time mocking Velvet, Morgan literally gets her ass kicked by Angelina.

As Angelina slides into the apron, Morgan goes for a baseball slide, which Angelina barely manages to avoid. Unfortunately for her, Velvet Sky is hit instead. Before she can check on Velvet, Morgan rolls her up, but Angelina manages to reverse into a roll up of her own, while grabbing the tights, managing to get the 3 count without Velvet noticing.



While Morgan Davis is left in the ring arguing with the referee, Angelina Love helps Velvet Sky to her feet and celebrates her victory as they head backstage.

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[/li][li]GZWA Television Championship Match - "King of Controversy" Genesis (w/ "The Superior God" Double S) vs. "The Show-Off" Dolph Zigger (w/ "Queen Bee" Madison Rayne)

The Ego Trip laugh to each other while Dolph Ziggler is accompanied to the ring with Madison Rayne, wondering if Ziggler is really up for this title opportunity. The bell sounds to start the match with Genesis yawning at Dolph Ziggler as he suggests a lock up. Genesis answers the lock up with a slap to the face as Ziggler grows enraged. He charges in recklessly with a clothesline only for Genesis to arm drag him to the ropes with ease. Genesis laughs watching Double S hit on Madison Rayne at ringside, who ignores his advances.

The Carter: Hey! That's MY job!
Francine: Can't blame the man, Carter. I'm sure his 'royal scepter' is bigger than yours anyway...
The Carter: How about I give you a visual aid?
Francine: Carter, if you expose yourself out here tonight I'll make sure tonight will be your VERY last night as a man.
Prof. X: Looks like Genesis may have made a mistake of not taking Ziggler lightly...

Genesis let his guard down, allowing Dolph to connect with the Zig-Zag and quickly goes for the cover.

One...
Two...
NO!!

Genesis gets the shoulder up as Ziggler runs his fingers through his hair in frustration. He notices Double S still talking to Madison Rayne and springs into motion with a baseball slide underneath the ropes, knocking Double S to the floor with a dropkick as Madison moves out of the way. Genesis is back to his feet and reaches over the top rope to grab Ziggler, only for Dolph to take control of the offensive in this match yet again with a rope-assisted Stungun. With Genesis disoriented, Ziggler slides into the ring and capitalizes with a Swinging Neckbreaker. Ziggler follows up with a Jumping Elbow Drop but impacts with nothing but the bare canvas as Genesis rolls out of the way.

Genesis kips up to his feet, connecting with a point-blank Whiplash (Clothesline from Hell) -- or so he thought -- as Ziggler counters with a Sleeper Hold.

Prof. X: He has that hold locked in like the legendary Rowdy Roddy Piper himself! Is Genesis' title reign going to end here tonight already?

Genesis rams his spine into the corner post, causing Dolph to involuntarily break the hold. Dolph Ziggler slumps into the corner as Genesis keeps him there with a well-placed Show-Stealer (Corner Spear). Genesis follows up with a Lights Out! (Shining Wizard) in the corner before leaping back down to the mat only to watch a groggy Ziggler stagger towards him. This leaves Ziggler prime and ready for the pending Code of Honor (Death Valley Driver). Ziggler slides down Genesis' back to counter with another Zig-Zag but Genesis hangs onto the nearby ropes tightly. Ziggler tucks and rolls from the backlash and springs back into motion -- this time walking into kick to the mid-section followed by an Evenflow DDT from the King of Controversy. Madison Rayne hammers on the ring apron ferociously, urging Ziggler to get his act together as Genesis goes for the pin.

One...
Two...
Thr---NO!!!

Genesis looks in disbelief as Rayne counts her blessings as Ziggler summons the strength to kick out. With Ziggler still out of it, Genesis delivers a series of mounted punches to the undefeated Superstar's face before delivering a final punch that leaves Ziggler in a daze while he applies the Scorpion Deathlock (Sharpshooter). Ziggler reaches for the nearby ropes but Genesis drags him to the middle of the ring. Madison Rayne stands on the ring apron by the corner hoping to distract the referee, but Double S pulls at her leg to stop her. Her distraction is enough to grant Ziggler the opportunity to twist hips and shove Genesis into the corner with his leg strength. Genesis accidentally knocks Madison Rayne off the ring apron but down into Double S at ringside who breaks her fall with his own body as they laid at ringside.

Francine: I'm surprised you're not jealous, Carter. Double S just got laid with Rayne before you could even dream of hitting on her.

Ziggler shakes off the cobwebs before colliding into Genesis with a Corner Splash. The TV Champion stumbles out of the corner and into a pending Super Kick from Dolph Ziggler -- or so he thought. Genesis catches his foot and spins him around for the Game Over! (Pedigree).

Prof. X: Looks like this one is over, folks.
Francine: I wouldn't speak so soon there, Professor.
The Carter: Looks like Mr. Ziggles still has some fight left.

Dolph flips Genesis overhead before he could execute the Game Over properly and follows up with a Discus Clothesline. Genesis instantly counters, locking in the Crippler Crossface to The Show-Off. Genesis leans back to add more leverage to the hold, but Ziggler uses this to pin his shoulders to mat while Genesis still has the hold locked in tight.

One...
Two...
Three!! Wait!! Ziggler's tapping out as well!

Prof. X: So who's the winner in this one?
Francine: I saw Ziggler tap after the 3 count.
The Carter: Franny, you must be blind, Genesis won that before the 3-count. He's obviously the winner here tonight.

The other referees join Earl Hebner in the ring to review the footage while Ziggler and Genesis are arguing the result verbally among themselves. Earl Hebner raises the hand of Genesis as the winner but Slick Johnson raises the hand of Dolph Ziggler. Being the sensible one in this situation, Jimmy Koderas takes neither side and informs Zoey Valentine of the decision.

Zoey Valentine: Since both Dolph Ziggler submitted at the same time as Genesis' shoulders were pinned to the mat for a 3-count this match has been decided as a DRAW. By the default the TV Championship does NOT change hands due to this result.

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[/li][li]Singles Match - Non-Title Match - GZWA Heavyweight Champion "GZWA's Elite" Alkertraz vs. Chris Jericho

Prof. X: Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen. Up next, we have Jericho squaring off against the GZWA Champion himself, Alkertraz. Alkertraz was successful yet again to hang onto that precise title after that hellacious match that Carnage, Amanda, and himself went through.
Francine: I'm sure the question on everyone's minds is Alkertraz in any condition to even compete tonight?
The Carter: You actually care about Alkertraz, Franny? I would have thought you would've been cheering for Jericho in this match-up.
Francine: Don't get me wrong, Carter. I adore Jericho, but what good is Jericho besting Alkertraz tonight when he's not even 100% up to his peak performance? Just look at how he's coming down to the ring now.

Still battered and worn out from his title defense at Devils May Cry, Alkertraz comes to the ring with his ribs taped up from falling through the top of the cell. Chris Jericho grins to himself as he watches the vulnerable champion slowly enter the ring and hand Referee Earl Hebner the championship gold. The same very gold that Jericho himself wished to obtain in his GZWA career -- sooner more than later.

Prof. X: Francine's got a point, Carter. Alkertraz isn't looking like himself here tonight.
The Carter: Looks like this is going to be an easy victory in the record books for Jericho. Ugh, he's not going to shut up about this afterwards isn't he?
Francine: Please, his resume is already prestigious enough. Just at Devils May Cry, he bested Kane, Randy Orton, AND Shawn Michaels in the same match!

Referee Earl Hebner signals the bell to start the match with Jericho striking first with a Kitchen Sink, clearly targeting that bruised ribs of the champion. Already Alkertraz is slow getting back to his feet, with Jericho showing no compassion as he delivers a stern kick to the mid-section of Alkertraz as he crawls on all-fours. Watching his prey crawl on all-fours in agony, Jericho bounces off the ropes and delivers a baseball slide to Alkertraz' ribs -- or so he thought as Alkertraz springs back to his feet with a point blank spear to begin his offensive. Still favoring his bruised ribs, he drags Jericho to his feet, who in turn answers with a back elbow to Alkertraz' ribs. As Alkertraz doubles over in pain, Jericho takes the opportunity to hit the ropes and rebound with a One-Handed Bulldog. Looking to Alkertraz still in pain, Chris Jericho looks almost conflicted before springboarding from the ropes with Lionsault to Alkertraz' injured ribs.

Looking to put Alkertraz out of his misery, Chris Jericho locks in the Walls of Jericho (Liontamer) to the grounded and neutralized GZWA Heavyweight Champion. Looking to add more pain to the champ, Jericho wrenches the hold and sits on Alkertraz' spine as his mid-section is bent awkwardly. Just as Alkertraz is literally about to tap out, Jericho releases the hold. Alkertraz is still screaming in agony from the hold as the damage has been done, but Jericho exits the ring and heads up the entrance ramp.

Referee Earl Hebner is as confused as everyone in this live arena but has no choice to make the ten count.

1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
6...
7...

Prof. X: Wait, what is Jericho doing? This match isn't over yet!!
Francine: I told you clowns before, Jericho's not going to waste his time on a match like this.
The Carter: Yeah, right. I won't believe it for a second that Jericho actually has pity for the condition that Alkertraz is in. He wants that belt just as much as everyone else around here.

8...
9...
10!!

Alkertraz is still laying in the ring in pain, but he's declared the winner of this contest in a bizarre turn of events. What could be going through the mind of Chris Jericho?

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[Xion Zeros]

• Mariah and Serena are sharing a laugh in Serena Dent's office.
  
  Mariah: (Whistles) I didn't think Morgan would deliver a bomb like that on her first take on the Hot Ass Mess of the Moment. I know Cody must be hating her right now...
  
  Serena: I hope poor little April Lee isn't dumb enough to stay with him after all of those skeletons came out of the closet.
  
  Mariah: She is...
  
  Serena and Mariah bust out laughing in unison whereas Mary enters without any announcement. Mary smiles at Serena and looks towards Mariah, "Could you be a doll and let me borrow Serena for a few minutes? Trust me, this won't be long. I just want to play catch up."
  
  Mariah stands up, "Go ahead, I'm going to swing by the cafeteria. Serena, do you need anything?"
  
  Serena actually wasn't that surprised seeing Mary as she turned to Mariah quickly, "No, I'm good, but thank you". As the door to her office closed, Serena turned to Mary with a light smile crossing her lips. "Welcome back."
  
  Mary sits down and crosses her legs, her smile quickly fading. "Don't play dumb, Serena. You know this is just a brief visit. Don't tell me the task of being a mommy is starting to wear out that cunning mind of yours."
  
  "My dear Mary, I thought you knew me better than that. I know that your visit is short and I know why you came here. But pretending to be dumber than you actually are sometimes does work wonders."
  
  Serena closed the laptop in front of her as her attention was completely on Mary.
  
  Mary folds her arms and goes straight to business, "You know that I've been monitoring how our Entourage have been fairing in my absence. What do you think I have to say about you and the rest of the groups performance lately?"
  
  Serena: "Well, by the looks of it, you are upset that our group dropped from the top competitors to a bunch of nobodies. But... There is more than meets the eye. I may not had a good grip on the Entourage, but I did make a couple of game changing decissions."
  
  Mary interrupts her, "Like bringing Brooklyn's contract to Z's attention and getting her signed here... The added bonus was the powder keg of drama she's created in his personal life. Nice move there, Serena. Seems that I taught you well in that aspect..."
  
  She stands up and laughs before continuing, "Now, I wouldn't call our followers nobodies. Sure, Porscha lost the Women's title and Carnage can't catch a break on stopping Alkertraz' title reign and shutting up your old nightmare Amanda for good. I am honestly pleased with what they are doing. Oh yeah, tell Mr. Orton that his little manager Cassie or Sassy or whatever the hell her name is doesn't have any part of this group so she needs to stop calling me about wanting to 'replace' you. Ugh, I swear that bitch is so annoying..."
  
  Serena: "Replace me? Now that is hilarious. First of all, if she wants to replace me, she has to get a fully functioning brain, because right now, her head is as empty as a Paris Hilton concert."
  
  Mary laughs louder at this comment, "You haven't lost your charm I see. Enough of the games though, Serena. I think we can both agree on something to ease your thoughts while you plan your wedding and prepare for your pending motherhood. What I suggest is disbanding the Entourage - for now - let the children go play on their own and when we're ready to set shop again we'll bring them back if needed. For now, I think it's best that we continue to watch this upcoming war from the sidelines and rep the spoils of battle when the dust settles after this mess that Z and Juggs have started with each other."
  
  Serena: "I couldn't agree more, Mary. We got the ball rolling and now we can just sit down and admire what our actions caused."
  
  Serena laughed lightly as she looked at Mary.
  
  Mary: "So it's agreed then. I must say, this 'forced' time off really hasn't been punishment at all. I must know, was all of that nice girl talk you gave Mariah at the PPV all smoke and mirrors? You must plan on humiliating her worse than that Genesis character did that night."
  
  Serena: "Mary, you know that I prefer keeping my plans close to my heart. And this time is no different. I will keep my intentions a secret, until I feel it is the right time to let the bomb explode."
  
  Mariah stands in the doorway with her arms folded, "Yeah, Serena. I want to know if you're a real friend or just another person looking to make me their stepping stone to something greater around here."
  
  Serena: "Mariah, now please explain me this... Why on Earth would I let you the know about pregnancy and marriage before anyone else and ask you to be the godmother of my child, if I wanted to humiliate you?"
  
  Mariah sighs, "I'm just having issues trusting anyone around here. There's too many things changing for the worse for my taste."
  
  "I understand that. But as I said, you haven't done anything to me for me to do anything mean or bad to you."
  
  Mariah sits back down as Mary rolls her eyes. Mariah replies, "That's a relief. Regardless of what people think about you around here, Serena, I would like to continue to think that you're not as bad and evil as everyone makes you out to be."
  
  Mary stands up and heads for the door, "I think I've had enough of this mushy BFF talk... And Serena, here I thought you were done with all of this goody-two shoes crap."
  
  "Mary, I don't understand why are you being so fussy. And I'm the one who's pregnant. I'm not being mushy, I'm being honest and me being close friends with Mariah doesn't change the fact that I still have more than one trick up my sleeves. Before this baby is due, I promise that people will be left stunned."
  
  Mary smiles as she heads for the door, "I'll take your word for it hun. Until then, I'll keep watching from the sidelines. Enjoy the rest of the show ladies, I've ordered my personal cooks to prepare you anything you'd like. My treat for old friends."
  
  As Mary walked out and closed the door behind her, Serena slowly turned to Mariah. "I think I might need a bodyguard from now on."
  
  Mariah smirks, "I think I could get a list of worthy candidates, if you're interested in my opinion."
  
  Serena: "Please have Channing Tatum on your list... Or at least someone equally stunningly toned as him."
  
  Serena laughed lightly as she leaned back in her chair as the scene faded to black.
  
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• Main Event: 2 on 1 Handicap Match - The Fallen ("The Voluptuous Vixen" Justice & "The Goddess" Amanda Cortez; accompanied by "Tattooed Beauty" Laura Jackson) vs. "The Hardcore Monster" Carnage
  
  
  It becomes dark in the arena and the song "Feuer frei" by Rammstein is played. Then the revving of a Harley can be heard and Amanda slowly drives down to the ring. She wears a steel helmet and a skull mask, a tight shorts and a bikini top. As she arrives at the ring, she shuts off her bike and climbs down from it. She reaches behind her and then she slides into the ring. The fans are booing, but after all her kamikaze moves in her last matches some of them are also cheering at her.they still don't like her after her heel turn, but at least they wanna see her perform in the ring.
  
  ~Amanda~
  Well, I think you already know why I'm here in this outfit, I'm here to make war and everybody should see this.
  
  She laughs out in a dirty way, then she puts off the helmet and her mask and throws it out of the ring, together with her gun. Then she kicks off her high heeled shoes and kicks them also out of the ring.
  
  ~Amanda~
  Well, I think the last weeks I've proved that I don't need all this stuff. I can also fight without it, even though I love weapons.
  During the last years I've become a bit soft, but thanks to this motherfucker Carnage this has changed. I didn't wanna use weapons and such stuff anymore, but this has changed again. Last week I've seen again, how much fun it can be to use them and now I'm willing to do it again. So I should really thank carnage, even though I must admit that I hat to do so.
  But anyway, I'm not here to thank him or anybody, I have other reasons and other goals.
  
  She pauses for a moment and takes a deep breath before she continues.
  
  ~Amanda~
  To make it more precise, I have three main goals now. But before we come to them I first wanna thank Justice. She opened my eyes as she joined my stable, the Fallen. And now I must say that I'm happy that this happened. Here happens so much crap in this company and this must be stopped. All this private stuff, this relation ship crap and these personal feelings, it makes me fucking sick. And this is the main reason why I'm here. I will change this and even if that means to kick the asses of some really important people, I don't give a fuck. Yes, I don't give a fuck with whom I mess and how strong he or she is. The Fallen will take the power and the control in this company and nothing and nobody will be able to stop us.
  
  a smile comes into her pretty face, but it's not friendly like in the past. In some way it looks a bit mean and sadistic.
  
  ~Amanda~
  And as the beginning it will be necessary to clean this company from all the crap that is running around here. And there I mean especially two persons. No. One is this bloody motherfucker carnage and no. Two is our fucking champ Alkertraz. Both of them don't deserve it to be in such a company or to hold a title and I will make sure that this won't happen. I will end their careers and I will make sure that they will never come back to bore you with their crappy performances.
  
  Some of the fans begin to boo again, but she shuts them up with a bawdy gesture.
  
  
  ~Amanda~
  C'mon, shut up, you all know that I'm right. But anyway. You all know that I tried it so hard to get this fucking title and you all know that I failed. That doesn't mean that I give it up, but it won't be my main goal anymore. I'm here to bring fear and pain and carnage and Alkertraz will be my first victims. They will both lay on their knees and beg me for forgiveness when I'm done with them and this will be really soon. Haha, I might even forgive them that they crossed my path, but that doesn't mean that I'll show any mercy on them. I'll only stop this war when they are both destroyed completely.
  
  She pauses again for a moment and as she hears the booing of the fans, she smirks.
  
  ~Amanda~
  C'mon, shut the fuck up and listen, cuz now it'll become really interesting, cuz I have a few words to my match now. Haha, you prolly all know that it's against carnage, and some of you might hope that I'll get my ass kicked, but this won't happen, cuz it's a handicap match with me and Justice against this motherfucker. You might call it unfair, but I don't give a fuck. He's stronger and so it is fair and even if not, who cares? Haha, I'm the one here in this company who decides what's fair or not.
  But anyway, you all can imagine what will happen tonight. Tonight the career of GZWA's greatest motherfucker carnage will come to an end and for him it will be a really bad ending.
  
  She laughs out again and then she walks over to the corner, waiting for Justice to come to the ring.
  
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  As soon as the bell rings, Carnage, standing front and center in the ring, stands still, glaring holes through Amanda, who's starting the match for her team. Amanda, confident, stands tall and eyes down Carnage as well.
  
  Carnage takes his eyes off Amanda for one second, and looks over his shoulder, grinning devilishly to himself, seeing he's got no partner. Without a second even passing, when Carnage's eyes are off Amanda, she rushes to him, attempting to tackle him. He doesn't budge, instead, he quickly turns his head back to Amanda, angry, he puts his hands around her throat and glares straight into her eyes, before tossing her with ease into the turnbuckle.
  
  He steps closer to the corner, locking Amanda in place, without any hesitation he begins elbowing her repeatedly in the side of the face, violently and quickly, brushing his forearms against her face with each elbow shot. Grinning wider than before, a confident Carnage, grabs Amanda's hand and tugs her out of the corner and straight into a heavy short arm clothesline.
  
  Amanda, resilient, begins starting to make it back to her feet, dazed and already punished in such a short amount of time, Carnage shakes his head and grabs Amanda by the back of her pants, pulling her up to her feet and quickly hoisting her up into a Military Press Position. Holding Amanda up, Carnage cracks his neck and begins to walk towards her corner, towards Justice, as he drops Amanda straight onto the top rope, stun gunning her close enough to Justice to make a tag.
  
  Justice, staring at Amanda, weak and damaged in her corner, looks back at Carnage. A small sigh escapes his lips, hyping herself up, she begins smacking the turnbuckle, as she hops into ring. The second her feet hit the mat, Carnage attempts another clothesline, but quick to duck, Justice, escapes and meets Carnage's thigh with a strong right kick, as she quickly scurries away, avoiding Carnage as much as possible, picking her shots.
  
  After constantly avoiding Carnage's blows, and returning with kicks, Carnage starts to get even more angry, not letting the kicks effect him anymore, he begins just taking them and inching closer and closer to Justice, once again, cornering his opponent. Yet another destructive smile creeps across Carnage's face, as he only toys with Justice.
  
  Not giving Carnage a chance to actually hit Justice, Amanda quickly recovers and rushes back into the ring, towards Carnage, hopping up on his back and locking her arms around his neck, putting him in a sleeper, long enough to pull him off Justice and get her out of the corner.
  
  Justice, watching what's going on, gets a sly confident look on her face as she nods to Amanda. She swiftly steps back into the corner, takes a deep breath and takes a running start, closer to Carnage, swinging her leg as hard as she can, kicking Carnage straight in his groin, causing him to fall to his knees.
  
  The referee instantly calls for the bell, forcing a DQ, but not caring Amanda let's go of Carnage, standing on her feet, while Justice grabs Carnage's hand, spins under and puts her foot up to his face, quickly falling to her back with Blind Justice. Only keeping Carnage's hand locked and her foot to his face, she holds him up, while Amanda runs and rebounds off the ropes, right into Carnage, with a powerful, Fade to Black Spear.
  
  Seemingly out of it, Carnage, falls to his back and Justice lets go of him, standing to her feet, grinning at Amanda, and Amanda returning the grin back, they both stand tall over Carnage, and embrace with a hug before raising their own hands in victory knowing full well they lost.
  
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  Primetime prepares to go off the air but at the last second, a gong is heard all throughout the PA System. The crowd goes wild as the lights change to a dark bluish color. The titan tron comes on, and The Undertaker's feet could be seen, and as the camera moved up it show his face. He was looking down, only his hat and from the nose down could be seen. The Phenom lifted his face up and looked straight forward as if he was talking to the audience of GZWA as well as the wrestlers in the back.
  
  
  ||/The Legendary Undertaker\||
  "For all who know me, they know that I never let the insecurities of a mortal, keep from getting what is rightfully mine. For those who've thought they could kill off The Undertaker, they thought wrong. For twenty years I have laid to rest many warriors who were bold enough to look death in the eye without blinking. I came back for one reason only, and that is to finish what I've started. I must lay to rest the remaining souls in the back, and take back my Holy Grail, the GZWA Championship Title. I was the first GZWA Champion,.......and I will be the last!...."
  
  The Undertaker rolls his eyes into the back of his head and the lights go back to normal and the show finally takes it's end.
  

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• So yeah, after the LONG as hell wait, this show is posted. Re-read the show in its ENTIRETY as there's been a few tweaks to Part 1 after the inital post was made.
  
  I'm going to mention it now as it's one of the main reasons why it was postponed for so long, but this is the LAST show whereas skits were accepted after the submission deadline. Apparently people are taking advantage of my kindness on that matter and from here on out, if you don't have your skits/segments done on time then they will NOT be posted as part of results.
  
  I formally apologize to ALL of you for the lack of professionalism on that matter causing the show to be delayed for that lengthy duration.
  
  
• ReAction as well as the match card for the next Primetime will be posted shortly. I've already got individuals in mind for the qualifying matches based on performance over the last few months and individuals I firmly believe who deserve a fair shot at the championship gold, so I'd prefer that no one message me requesting to be in those matches.
  
  
• Last but not least, I'm going to continue with some updates to the forum (also testing seeing what works/doesn't with different browsers and settings) so if something changes visually while you're browsing the page or doesn't load at all, don't panic or despair. Your browser has to either load the 'changes' and adjust to them, or the forum is loading slowly on Proboards' end.

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