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AXW Supershow II [9.18.14] Jul 27, 2018 23:34:57 GMT -5

Post by Mat on Jul 27, 2018 23:34:57 GMT -5

Thursday, September 18, 2014
Toronto, Ontario
Supershow II

A pyro display goes off, before panning around the crowd showing the signage. We are welcomed by Mike Vincent and his broadcast partner Benji Mathews, who then send us into our first match.

"Remedy" by Seether blasts out throughout the arena as ‘The Titan’ Crash Jackson walks out to the top of the ramp. He bounces from foot to foot psyching himself up for his match. He tenses his body up and then throws his arms out to either side and lets out a mighty roar while a small pyrotechnics display goes on right behind him. He starts making his way down to the ring.

Salvatore Pellegrino: This opening contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Miami, Florida, weighing 258 pounds, "The Titan" CRRRRASH JACKSOOOON!

Crash slides in under the bottom ropes to enter the ring. He goes over to a turnbuckle and climbs to the second rope. He beats on his chest with a clenched fist and then throws the same fist up into the air, oozing with pure intensity as he yells out to the crowd. Crash jumps down from there and readies himself in his corner to start the match.

‘Perfect Strangers’ by Deep Purple kicks in. At the 20 second mark of the song, as the drums kick in, Magnum Wolf pushes through the curtain, eyes locked on the ring, cracking his knuckles along the way, All Business. He reaches ringside, and stretches his arms behind and in front of him and cracks his neck.

Salvatore Pellegrino: His opponent, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 235 pounds, MMMMAGNUUUUUMMM WOOOOOOLF!

Upon the mention of his name, Magnum stretches his arms out, tightening all the muscles and veins in his body and releases a primal scream/wolf cry! He charges forward, rolling in under the bottom rope. He rises to his feet, walks over to the ropes and steps up onto the middle rope with one foot and the bottom rope with the other. He throws one arm overhead and bounces on the ropes holding the top rope with his free arm. He hops off the ropes, and repeats this against the opposite ropes.

SINGLES MATCH
Crash Jackson vs. Magnum Wolf

The two lock up, the slightly bigger Jackson able to back Wolf into the corner. Referee Brian Sullivan telling Jackson to back off, and when he does, Magnum takes him down with THE SLEDGE. This match turns into a very back and forth contest, Magnum nailing Jackson with a number of his trademarks, Magnum Thunder, Shouten, and his Running Exploder. Jackson nails Wolf with some of his arsenal, The Demolisher, Smash Mouthed, and Blind Rage. The conclusion of the match came when Jackson was setting Wolf up for the Dominator, Wolf would slip off Jackson's shoulder, and set Jackson up for the .357 Magnum, but Jackson breaks free, and rolls out of the ring. Jackson does a "forget this" motion with his arm and begins his walk up the ramp. Wolf didn't want an easy victory, and went out after him. When he caught up to him, Jackson gave a nice swift kick to Magnum right in the, well, the magnums. The referee rules it a disqualification.

Salvatore Pellegrino: The winner of this match by disqualification, Magnum Wolf!

Post Match: Jackson has made his way to the back, as Wolf stands on the ramp, seething as he's slightly doubled over.

"MIDNIGHT FALLS"

Dusk has fallen, somewhere deep in the mountains of Colorado. A coyote howls at the moon, and there, beneath this same moon, stands three figures. Two young men with long blonde hair, flowing down past their shoulders, and in the middle, an older man with shorter dirty blonde hair. All 3 of them in shades, all three of them in trench coats, the older man one of dark olive green, the other two, a crimson red and a deep midnight purple. The voice of the older man calls forth in the darkness as he holds a golden chalice in his hands. We see as the man talks, he actually has fangs in his mouth.

Older Man: “The deepest, darkest secrets of man, they all come out at midnight. The lust he has for another woman other than his wife, the taxes he’s cheated the government out of, his alcoholism, the fact he wants to shoot his boss in the face, all of it, all the sick, demented, twisted lies, deceits, and falsifications of humanity, they call come out at midnight, oh yes they do. But, they’re not the only things that do. So do my followers, Angra and Loki, isn’t that right?”

Angra, the taller of the two, speaks in almost a whisper, but it’s somewhat raspy.

Angra: “Terrible things come out at night, the things so many try to hide from, but not us. We have embraced our sins, we have embraced the darker sides of ourselves, and thus we reign supreme as The Midnight Force. Fear not, freaks of nature, we have come for your embrace, so that together we can destroy those who live in denial of their fears and self-loathing.”

Loki, the smaller one, speaks forth in a more low, booming voice.

Loki: “We are coming to be the true alternative, and in that we mean an alternative to the other weak, pathetic fools who believe they have what it is the masses desire. The masses don’t desire heroes and false gods, they desire the free will to give into their sinful vices, and we will be the ones to give them that freedom, at a price only afforded by their souls.”

The other man holds the golden chalice up high, as the two younger men bow their heads in prayer.

Older Man: “I am known as Snake Eyes, and together with The Midnight Force, our dark precepts and designs will run rampant on AXW! Tonight, AXW, this is our blood, which we have given up for you!”

Snake Eyes drinks from the chalice and in a mist of red spits the contents up into the night sky, the camera panning up as through the wonders of television the red mist engulfs the moon, turning it blood red, as the red soaks out of the moon and spells out..

THE MIDNIGHT FORCE IS COMING.

SEPTEMBER 28, 2014

Cameras pan up revealing "Re: Generate" on a video wall with a picture-in-picture video of one random audience seat. Sporting a red New Era baseball cap with his face being shielded by the bill, a lime-green Armani sports jacket, banana-yellow slacks custom-tailored by L.L. Bean, and a pair of Muckmaster Boots..."Son of Slam" Slamsley McBody appears on screen. "The Workrate Warrior"/"The Walking Weapon"/"Son of Slam" Slamsley McBody raises his head as "Back in the Saddle" by Aerosmith resonates through the arena. McBody takes his seat, raises his hands in a slamming motion, and high-fives fans en route to the ring.

Salvatore Pellegrino: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Penoca Beach, Phloriphornia, weighing in at 266 pounds, here is "The Original Vanilla Shilla" SLAMSLEYYYY MCBODYYYY!

He, Slamsley, proceeds to hop over the barricade when able before rolling into the ring.

"Show you how to be man, how to be the boss
How to come through with seven coats of the gloss
Show you how to be man, show you how to be man
Show you how to be man, how to be the boss
How to buy the car, how to buy the house
Show you how to be man, show you how to be man"

‘"How to be the Man" by Riff Raff blares out as the arena lights goes off and the camera focuses on the titantron where there is a video of Sean Foster counting from forty to one as if counting down the seconds before he will appear. Sure enough when he says one, gold pyros comes out of nowhere and the arena lights is now normal to see Sean Foster at the top of the ramp with a cheesy grin as the crowd boos him loudly.

Salvatore Pellegrino: And his opponent, from Spokane, Washington, weighing in at 190 pounds, "Mr. Intensity" SEEAAN FOSTEEERRR!

Sean makes his way to the ring, pointing at all of the fans to cheer for him, which they are not. Once he enters the ring, he goes to the nearest turnbuckle and climbs up. He surveys around the arena like Christian does before screaming on the top of his lungs, 'WHO'S THE MAN!?" expecting the crowd to yell out that he is. Foster then backflips, almost perfectly on the mat. He then sprays himself with some Intensity perfume and cheesy smile, showing off the perfume before getting ready for his match.

SINGLES MATCH
Slamsley McBody vs. Sean Foster

From the opening bell, you knew this was going to be an intense match up, both made trading blows to start, followed by chops, Slams getting the better of that affair, before hitting a succession of scoop slams, followed by a strong clothesline taking Foster to the outside. Slams would fire up the crowd, and go after Foster, only to be grabbed and tossed hard into the barricade, then into the apron, Foster tossing Slams back into the ring. Foster would stomp away at his rival, before bringing Slams to his feet and irish whipping him sternum first into the corner, hard, Slams clutching at his chest, turning and running right into a shining wizard from Foster, which nearly got the early win for Sean. Foster would then hit the Who’s The Man super bulldog, playing to the crowd by screaming out the name of the move to a chorus of boos before going for another cover. Foster would yell out “One more time for the people at home!” before trying for the move again, this time Slams countering it into an atomic drop. Stunned, Foster would try for a clothesline and end up hitting the ropes and getting hit with a spinebuster that would make Arn Anderson proud, Slams getting a two count for his efforts. Slams would get to his feet, fired up, before yanking Foster to his feet and lifting him high into the air with a military press slam. Foster was reeling as Slams hit a string of hard lariats, the last of the three sending Foster spiraling in midair before crashing face first into the mat. Slams would try to start his Hat Trick finisher, but it was countered by Foster with some shots to the ribs, followed by some quick European uppercuts that staggered Slams, and then a LOUD and STIFF super kick, catching Slams right on the jaw. Foster would go for the pin, but Slams would kick out, Foster throwing his forearm in the face of Slams two times after for pins, each time, much to the frustration of Foster, Slams would kick out. Foster would hit a snapmare, followed by a dropkick to bring Slams back down, following this up with his Hashtag Intensity signature flying double foot stomp. Foster would signal for the end, looking for his Loss Of Pride finisher, but Slams would show his strength by lifting up Foster and delivering a desperation running powerslam. Slams would crawl to the cover, but only get a two count. Spent, Slams would go to bring Foster to his feet, only to be pushed shoulder first into the corner post. Foster would then try for a quick roll up on Slams, but it would only land him a two count. An irish whip would follow, as Foster would try for a sunset flip, but Slams would sit down, putting his weight on Foster and hooking his back legs, countering the move, as the fans would count along, Slams getting the pin and the victory!

Salvatore Pellegrino: Here is your winner..SLAMSLEY MCBODY!!!

Post Match: Foster can’t believe it, as he’s seated, his eyes wide in disbelief, as Slamsley celebrates with the crowd at ringside, getting high fives before backing up the ramp. He turns as Hailey Harris is there, the two sharing an embrace before Harris, like Slamsley did for her, raises his arm in victory, the crowd popping for the two friends.

"WHAT’S A CUPCAKE BETWEEN FRIENDS?"

We open with a shot of two pristine looking cupcakes, red velvet with champagne icing. As the camera pans back, we see the smiling face of one Bobo Sweetcakes, clad in his wrestling gear, his Adrenaline Title slung over his right shoulder. The camera pans a bit further to see the face of one David Slayton.

David Slayton: “Bobo, I..I don’t know what to say man. I’ve, well, I’ve never had a friend like you, that’s for sure.”

Bobo Sweetcakes: “I know! Aren’t they awesome? I stayed up all night making them!”

David Slayton: “Gosh, Bobo. Do you want money for them or something? I didn’t even get you anything.”

Bobo Sweetcakes: “I have everything I’ve ever wanted though. These awesome cupcakes, and most awesome best buddy ever.”

David Slayton: “Thanks, Bobo. Alright, it’s pre-match cupcake time!”

Slayton grabs one and pops it in his mouth, gobbling it down, while Bobo takes his time to savor it a bit more. Slayton tries to talk with his mouth full, but stops himself and swallows the cupcake. Slayton now has a much more serious look on his face, the grizzled veteran of old showing up in true form. Bobo finishes his cupcake and turns, nearly startled by his friend.

Bobo Sweetcakes: “Man, Dave! Are you ok? Do you have the flu or something? Are you allergic to something in the cupcake?”

David Slayton: “Bobo, no matter what, at the end of the night, we’re still going to be friends. But-“

Bobo Sweetcakes: “But what? You’re making me nervous, Dave.”

David Slayton: “Don’t be nervous, Bobo. I’ve seen you look a monster in the eyes for that title. Just show me.”

Bobo Sweetcakes: “Show you what? My rolling pin collection? My autographed Pillsbury Dough Boy photo?”

The crowd laughs, as Slayton almost can’t keep a straight face after that one.

David Slayton: “Show me why you’re champion, Bobo. Don’t hold back. I’ll see you out there.”

Slayton slaps Bobo hard on the shoulder and walks out of the room, but not before muttering “Pillsbury Dough Boy..what the hell?” The camera cuts back to a sighing Bobo.

Bobo Sweetcakes: “Well, Mama Sweetcakes was right, she always said there would be days like this.”

Bobo looks at his title and sighs again, as we cut to commercial.

THIS SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 2014

There’s no mistaking the pure hate the fans have for The French Revolution as they make their way to the ring, waving their French and Quebec flags to The Red Army Choir’s version of the French National Anthem.

Salvatore Pellegrino: This tag team contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, at a combined weight of 495 pounds, the team of Ryan Reviere and "Le Prince de la Belle Province" Jean-Pierre Frontenac, THE FRENCH REVOOOLUUUTIOON!

JPF and Reviere have made their way into the ring, waving their respective flags.

The Yuganagi Twins make their way out at as soon as their music starts, moving down the ramp as the vocals begin.

Salvatore Pellegrino: And their opponents, from Hollywood, California, Chad and Bruce, THE YUGANAGI TWIIIINS!

They flirt with female fans to no avail as some of the fans cheer and laugh at their misfortune, some booing as they cannot stand the team. Chad Yuganagi pinches at his tight shirt, showing it off while Bruce makes duck lips bobbing his head to the music. Bruce does a front flip over the ropes into the ring and his brother Chad dives through the middle rope.

TAG TEAM MATCH
French Revolution vs. Yuganagi Twins

The two teams looked primed and ready to go, as Ryan Reviere and Chad Yuganagi would start the match for their respective teams, Reviere jawing all the way to the center of the ring, trying to intimidate his opponent, but all he was left with were some stinging right hands, followed by a series of lariats taking him down, and then a series of body slams, really taking Reviere off his game, followed by a bridging Northern Lights suplex. Chad would whip Reviere hard into the corner, following it up with a clothesline in the corner, before tagging in Bruce who would continue the punishment, ramming his shoulder into the midsection of Reviere. Bruce would try to suplex Reviere out of the corner, but it was blocked, as Reviere would show his power and finesse, lifting and tossing Bruce in a heap into the corner with a release belly to back suplex. Reviere would then tag in JPF who would run in and level Bruce with a knee to the face of his grounded opponent, talking smack to Chad before hitting a nice Million Dollar Man style powerslam for a two count. JPF would begin smacking Chad in the back of the head, before hitting a nice snap suplex. JPF would continue dissecting the one Yuganagi twin with backbreakers, a swinging neckbreaker and a piledriver, nearly gaining victory for his team, but he’d lower his head too soon and get caught with a stiff front kick. Pissed off, JPF would charge and get dropped on his face with a drop toe hold, before Chad would leap and tag in Bruce who would clobber JPF with some hard clotheslines before tagging Reviere with one, knocking him from the apron. Bruce would lift up JPF and hit a nice running powerslam for a two count. Reviere would charge in as Bruce would counter him with a flap jack, RIGHT ONTO THE RIBS OF JPF! Bruce would then tag in Chad as they would hit StarStrukk for the pin on JPF and the victory!

Salvatore Pellegrino: Here are your winners..THE YUGANAGI TWINS!!

Post Match: The Twins celebrate with their fans, as The French Revolution are furious in the ring, clutching their flags tight and screaming at the Yuganagi Twins, who then grab a USA flag from a fan and display it proudly to a nice pop from the crowd.

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AXW Supershow II [9.18.14] Jul 27, 2018 23:37:52 GMT -5

Post by Mat on Jul 27, 2018 23:37:52 GMT -5

"PARTY LIKE A CHEESE BALL"

We open backstage, where we see all sorts of throwbacks to the 1980s, from an Alf poster, RUN DMC duo cardboard cutout, and of course, a couch that looks like it could have come out of any 80s sitcom’s family house. Sitting there, on a table, are some snacks, the throwback Pepsis, and a large bowl of cheese balls. We see Jimmy Reynolds and Timmy McDermott, just chilling on the couch as McDermott claps his hands and “It Takes Two” by Rob Base hits in the background. Jimmy and Timmy begin bobbing their heads to the music, then they do an intricate display of hand shakes, claps, and footwork, which gets a nice pop from the crowd. Reynolds picks up a cheese ball, holding it between two fingers.

Jimmy Reynolds: “You know something, Armada, the more we think about it, the more we feel you’re a lot like this cheese ball. Oh sure, you’re probably one hell of a mean party guest, but at the end of the night, kind of stale, not tasty at all, and horribly overrated. Besides, there are a million of you that look, smell, and taste the same. But not us. The Push, we’re more like-“

Timmy McDermott: “Bugles! We’re TOTALLY like Bugles.”

Jimmy Reynolds: “I was thinking more Doritos.”

Timmy McDermott: “I’m DEFINITELY Cool Ranch then. You look more like Nacho Cheese to me, man.”

Jimmy Reynolds: “I’m cooler, so I’m Cool Ranch.”

Timmy McDermott: “And who is the guy who has a Dorito’s ad poster in his bedroom, hm?”

Jimmy Reynolds: “Point made, “Cool Ranch” McDermott!”

Timmy McDermott: “Thank you, “Nacho” Reynolds!”

Jimmy Reynolds: “Man, Nacho Reynolds sounds SO lame.”

Timmy McDermott: “I know.”

Jimmy pops the cheese ball into his mouth as Timmy just continues giving the camera a cheesy and super over exaggerated smile.

Jimmy Reynolds: “Anyways, the point we’re getting at is after this series is over, we’re not going to be cheese balls, we’re going to be going straight to the top of AXW, and why, Timmy?”

Timmy McDermott: “Because we’re cool..ranch.”

Jimmy Reynolds: “Yeah..and because we’re TOO COOL FOR SCHOOL!”

Timmy claps his hands again as “Walk Like An Egyptian” by The Bangles plays, and of course, Jimmy and Timmy do the dance as the camera pans over to the cheese balls before returning ringside.

The lights all go out and "Miseria Cantare" by AFI starts as a single spotlight shines on the entrance as Damien Steele is standing in the entrance hair in front of his face as at the 45 second mark of the song.

Salvatore Pellegrino: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 221 pounds, he is "The Vicious One" DAMIEEEEEN STEEEEEELE!

Damien flips his hair back and starts to walk down to the ring, as the words of the song start.

LOVE... YOUR HATE...

Damien Steele makes no connection to any fans that might be throwing insults his way, almost as if he is only focused on the ring, and more specifically his opponent.

YOUR... FAITH LOST...

Steele reaches the ring as he walks around to the steps.

YOU... ARE NOW...

Damien waits at the bottom of the steps keeping his eyes on his opponent.

ONE... OF US...

A wicked smile comes across his face as the words of the song repeat again just a little bit faster this time.

LOVE... YOUR HATE... YOUR... FAITH LOST... YOU... ARE NOW... ONE... OF US...

Steele takes one step up the steps, still keeping his eyes locked on his opponent.

The opening drum beats of "My Hero" start up as white pyros scream and explode.

Salvatore Pellegrino: And his opponent, from San Juan, Puerto Rico, weighing in at 185 pounds, "The Shooting Star" PYYYROOOSTAAAAR!

Through the smoke comes Pyrostar, pumping the crowd up before sprinting to the ring and entering it and dodging a lariat from Steele as the referee would quickly call for the bell as Pyrostar would hit a flying cross body on Steele!

SINGLES MATCH
Pyrostar vs. Damien Steele

Pyrostar would hit a flying headscissors on Steele, followed by a flying front drop kick taking Steele to the outside. Not missing a beat, Pyrostar would soar through the air with a blind suicide plancha to Steele, as the crowd was on fire from the early aerial display from Pyrostar, but when he went to bring Steele to his feet, Damien would push Pyrostar into the steel steps hard before rolling him back in the ring. Steele was infuriated as he picked apart Pyrostar with a belly to back complete shot, release Northern Lights suplex and a diving knee drop. Steele would place his foe in a tree of woe followed by a brutal double stomp. Steele would yell out to the crowd “IS THIS YOUR HERO?!” Steele would bring Pyrostar to his feet, slapping him around, only for Pyrostar to hit a brain kick that took Steele right off his feet! AXW’s resident hero would open up his offense with stinging kicks, followed by a hurrinicarana followed by hard rights to Steele! A missile dropkick would earn Pyro a two count and it seemed like he would win the match with his Blind Faith signature moonsault into a legdrop, but Steele would fight back, counting a Pyrostar charge into a rope stun gun, followed by a running STO! Steele seemingly had enough, focusing his attack on Pyrostar’s ribs, before locking on a form of the Regal Stretch. Pyrostar would reach the ropes, but Steele roared, not letting go, as the referee would call for the bell, Steele still locking on the move!

Salvatore Pellegrino: Your winner, by disqualification, PYROSTAR!!

Post Match: Steele is a man possessed, his eyes wide with fury, as he continues locking on the submission. Zack Fields and a host of refs are trying to get Steele off of Pyrostar, who finally relents, but not before yelling “YOU’RE NOT WRESTLING! I’M WRESTLING, DAMN IT!” before throwing obscene gestures to the crowd and storming off to a chorus of boos, as officials attend to Pyrostar.

"IF YOU’RE LOOKING FOR BLOOD.."

We open to Craig Brooks standing by with the AXW Tag Team Champions, The Cross City Stallions, Marky Mustang and Max Maximus. The two men look focused and ready.

Craig Brooks: “Gentlemen, tonight it’s all about the Tag Team Titles as you take on a team that, well, they definitely have it out for, Hand Of Blood!”

Marky Mustang: “That’s right, Craig, and you know something, if there’s one thing we can appreciate about our opponents tonight, it’s that finally, FINALLY, they got direct and to the point, they’ve said it loud and clear, and we like loud and clear, don’t we, Max?”

Max Maximus: “DAMN STRAIGHT WE DO! YOU TWO IDIOTS WANT TO COME OUT HERE, TAKING LIBERTIES WITH US, LEAVING US IN OUR OWN BLOOD? WELL THERE’S AN OLD SAYING, BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR!”

Marky Mustang: “That’s right, big guy, so Hand Of Blood, if that’s your thing, the sight of blood being spilled, that’s fine, I just hope you know what to do when YOURS is the blood that’s spilled tonight! Let’s go, Max!”

With a smirk, Mustang slaps his partner on the chest and the big man yells and follows Mustang off camera.

Craig Brooks: “Well there you have it, Cross City Stallions looking ready to go tonight against Hand Of Blood!”

Salvatore Pellegrino: This next contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the Adrenaline Championship!

Salvatore Pellegrino: Introducing first, the challenger, from Milwaukee, Wisconsin, weighing in at 245 pounds, here is "The New Hotness" DAVIIIID SLAYTOOOOON!

PUT ON YOUR WAR PAINT!

The lights in the arena all cut to black and the Tron comes to life, pulsating with a green light as a quiet beat gets louder with every flash. It gets faster and faster, and louder with each pulse, until the pulsating light explodes into the words "Blazenwing Rises" and “The Phoenix” by Fall Out Boy blares across the arena sound system.

You are a brick tied to me that's dragging me down
Strike a match and I'll burn you to the ground
We are the jack-o-lanterns in July
Setting fire to the sky
He-here comes this rising tide
So come on

PUT ON YOUR WAR PAINT!

The stage fills with smoke and the crowd rises to their feet, cheering loudly, as the smoke clears on the stage and a man in a dark green trenchcoat stands, head down, facing the Tron. He raises his hands and snaps his fingers, causing four loud bursts of pyro to ignite, two on each side of him, before spinning around Y2J style to reveal David Slayton!

Cross walks and crossed hearts and hope-to-dies
Silver clouds with grey linings
So we can take the world back from the heart-attacked
One maniac at a time we will take it back
You know time crawls on when you're waiting for the song to start
So dance alone to the beat of your heart

His sunglasses shining with the glare from the arena lights, David looks to the left, then to the right, nodding towards the crowd before walking down the ramp. After stopping to slap hands with a few fans, David moves towards the ring steps and hops up and down a few times in front of them before quickly racing up the steps to the apron side facing the stage. He stops and pulls his sunglasses off, then tosses them behind his head into the crowd before leaning down and stepping through the ropes to enter the ring.

Hey young blood
Doesn't it feel like our time is running out?
I'm gonna change you like a remix
Then I'll raise you like a phoenix
You're wearing our vintage misery
No, I think it looked a little better on me
I'm gonna change you like a remix
Then I'll raise you like a phoenix

David walks across the ring and leaps up onto the second rope in the corner nearest the timekeeper, then pulls off his green trenchcoat and tosses it towards the timekeeper. David smirks and points to the fans, then slaps his chest a few times and points up towards the sky, closing his eyes and saying a short prayer. David leaps down from the corner and immediately turns to sit down in the same corner, ala Raven. David then rests his head on the second turnbuckle pad as his theme fades and the crowd continues cheering.

“My Sweetcakes” the modified Kelis song brings out the Adrenaline Champion, Bobo Sweetcakes wearing a floral pink jumpsuit, and he takes a cart full of his cakes down the ramp into the arena.

Salvatore Pellegrino: And his opponent, from Skaneateles, New York, weighing in at 238 pounds, he is the Adrenaline Champion, "The Pâtisserie Extraordinaré" BOBOOOOO SWEEEETCAAAAKES!

He smiles a charming smile before entering the ring, holding up his title for all to see.

ADRENALINE CHAMPIONSHIP
Bobo Sweetcakes (c) vs. David Slayton

Referee Matt Baker would call for the bell, as Bobo almost seemed a bit hesitant going up against his best friend and tag team partner, but Slayton would have none of it, yelling and motioning to Bobo to bring it. Sweetcakes would nod as the two friends would circle and then lock up. Slayton would get Bobo into a headlock, then an arm wrench, which Bobo would counter, taking Slayton into an arm drag, followed by arm lock. Slayton would work his way back up, countering into an arm lock of his own, but Bobo would fight back out, getting Slayton into a headlock, before quickly turning it into a bulldog, going for a quick cover. Bobo would then light up Slayton which some chops, which seemed to wake up the grizzled veteran, who would return them with just as much sting to his friend before hitting a short arm clothesline. Slayton would follow this up with a high elbow drop, going for a cover and getting a two count. Slayton would bring Bobo to his feet and get caught in The Sugar Rush, Bobo tagging Slayton with a haymaker, a rocking European uppercut, followed by punch to the shoulder and a knee to the gut, before grabbing Slayton and dropping him with a reverse DDT, and another cover, another two count. Bobo would whip Slayton into the corner and charge in like a bull with a headbutt, only for Slayton to move out of the way, Bobo crashing shoulder first into the ring post. Staggering out, Slayton would hit a Samoan drop on Bobo for a long two count. Slayton would then measure Bobo for a German suplex, hitting one, still latching onto Bobo, but this time Sweetcakes would deliver some back elbows to counter before hitting the ropes and colliding with Slayton on a furious shining double strike which almost knocked out the BWF legend. Bobo would crawl to the cover and get a long two count of his own. Bobo would whip Slayton into the corner again and then begin hitting more stinging chops, as the two men would trade places, back and forth, each pushing the other into the corner and hitting chops, and it seemed Bobo was getting the worst of it, as Slayton would then hit a spiking implant DDT on Bobo out of the corner. Slayton would then go for From The Ashes(frogsplash) but meet nothing but Bobo’s knees on the counter. Bobo would get to his feet, waiting for Slayton before hitting the IDT(jumping roundhouse kick) Slayton falling like a stack of cards. Bobo would go for the pin, and somehow, Slayton would get the shoulder up! The crowd, enjoying this match, really didn’t know who to cheer for at this point, as Bobo didn’t know what to do next. Bobo would bring Slayton to his feet as the two men began exchanging blows, Slayton coming back to life, until some stiff elbows to the chest would slow him down. Bobo would hook Slayton for a cutter, but he was pushed off. Turning, Bobo was CRACKED with The Full Effect (Sweet Chin Music) out of nowhere, crumpling to the mat, as Slayton fell onto Bobo for the cover, and this time it was Slayton’s turn to be in disbelief as Bobo would kick out! Slayton would motion to Bobo as Sweetcakes stumbled to his feet as Slayton would try for the Full Effect once more, but Bobo would duck, connecting with the IDT for the second time! Both men were down as slowly they would stumble into corners. Bobo seemed more alert as he would yell and charge in for a flying headbutt..ONLY TO BE HIT AGAIN WITH THE FULL EFFECT! The crowd roared as Slayton once again would just fall onto Bobo for the pin, this time getting the 1,2,3 and becoming new champion!!

Salvatore Pellegrino: Here is your winner and NEEEW ADRENALINE CHAMPION, DAAVIIID SLAYTOOON!!!

Post Match: Slayton is elated as he’s handed the Adrenaline Title, raising it high above his head with both hands. In the background, we see the dejected and very emotional Bobo Sweetcakes, wondering just what went wrong. Slayton scales a turnbuckle and salutes the crowd, then looks over at his fallen friend. Bobo looks up at Slayton, almost ashamed, mouthing “I’m sorry. I didn’t show you anything.” Slayton shakes his head, yanking Bobo to his feet. Slayton says “Like hell you didn’t” before raising the arm of the former champion to a thunderous ovation. Exhausted, Bobo falls into an embrace with Slayton, emotionally spent from the whole thing, as Slayton rubs the back of Bobo’s head, saying something to him we can’t hear before the two best friends leave together, the crowd giving them a standing ovation as they go.

"MR. AXW"

We cut backstage where we see the AXW Champion Justin Wyndham warming up for his match. Something off frame catches Justin's eye.

Justin Wyndham: What do you want?

Of course, it's Magnum Wolf.

Magnum Wolf: Look, I know you haven't been seeing eye-to-eye with me. I just want to let you know that I'm gonna be watching your match very closely. You think that since you have that title around your waist that you deserve to be "Mr. AXW." I want you to go out there and not only show me, but prove to me why you should be called "Mr. AXW." I'm just here to wish you good luck.

Justin sort of takes offense to that.

Justin Wyndham: I don't need luck.

Magnum Wolf: Well then, break a leg.

With that, Magnum has left Justin to go back to what he was doing.

WEDNESDAY NIGHT FIGHTS - OCTOBER 1, 2014
WEDNESDAY NIGHT WARPATH - OCTOBER 8, 2014

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AXW Supershow II [9.18.14] Jul 27, 2018 23:41:53 GMT -5

Post by Mat on Jul 27, 2018 23:41:53 GMT -5

Salvatore Pellegrino: This next contest is a No Disqualification Tornado Tag Team Match! It is scheduled for one fall, and is for the AXW Tag Team Championships!

“A Touch Of Evil” by Judas Priest, complete with eerie red glow, would bring out Hand Of Blood to a chorus of boos..which quickly turned to cheers as they were attacked from behind by the Tag Team Champions, Cross City Stallions!

AXW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS
TORNADO TAG
NO DISQUALIFICATION
Cross City Stallions (c) vs. Hand of Blood

The two teams would continue battling down the ramp to the ring, Mustang whipping Inferno hard into the steel steps, as the two big men, Maximus and Jason would continue exchanging blows over by the barricade, until Jason would drop Max over the barricade neck first. Mustang would then get into the ring, goading the big men who would step into the ring and charge in with a big boot, only for it to be ducked as Mustang began tagging the big guy with rights, lefts, and some LOUD chops, before hitting a picture perfect dropkick off an irish whip. Mustang would play to the crowd before hitting a German suplex with a bridge for a two count. Mustang was looking to measure Jason for a move before he was attacked from behind by Inferno. A swinging neckbreaker would bring Mustang down, as it looked like Marky was going to be on the end of a double team beatdown, Maximus would come charging in, hitting a big boot on Inferno, followed by a spear off the rebound on Jason. Maximus was a one man wrecking crew, hitting a full nelson slam on Inferno for a two count, then hitting a nice spinning spinebuster on Jason. Mustang was back to his feet as they would double clothesline Jason to the outside. Maximus would head to the outside as Mustang would look to focus on Inferno, who the camera picked up seemed to be fishing something out of his attire. As Mustang went to bring Inferno to his feet he was clocked with what appeared to be a pair of brass knuckles! Busted open, Mustang was easy pickings for Inferno, as Mustang was folded up like an accordion with a twisting full nelson leg sweep. On the outside, Maximus found himself on the end of a steel chair shot as Jason found his way back into the match. Inferno would call to Jason who would hit the ring as they would finish off Mustang with A Vision Of Fire, Jason pressing down on Mustang for the emphatic pin and the victory!

Salvatore Pellegrino: Here are your winners and the NEEEEW AXW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, HAND OF BLOOD!!

Post Match: As Max Maximus is out cold by the ring steps, and a bloody and beaten Marky Mustang lies prone in the ring, Hand Of Blood wipe the blood of Mustang on the camera lens before raising their new championships high to a chorus of boos.

"MEGHAN FOX"

We open with a shot of Hailey Harris looking into a mirror, getting ready for her big match for the AXW Women’s Title. She takes a long deep breath, when the hand of one Slamsley McBody taps her on the shoulder. Harris turns and greets her friend with a smile, trying to hide her nerves.

Slamsley McBody: “You ready?”

Hailey Harris: “As ready as I ever will be.”

Slamsley McBody: “Come on, Hailey, don’t be nervous. You’ve got this. We’ve got luck on our side, I already beat Foster tonight. Go out there and give them hell. This is your moment to shine.”

Hailey Harris: “You always seem to know what to say, Slams.”

Slamsley McBody: “Come on, bring it in.”

Harris laughs and the two friends share a small embrace. A loud and rather obnoxious “ahem” is heard, as sauntering into the scene comes Caitlin Shay.

Caitlin Shay: “Ah, how cute! One lucky SOB sharing a heartwarming and vomit inducing hug with the biggest flash in the pan on the female roster. How touching! Oh, don’t let me interrupt your little Hallmark moment.”

Harris rolls her eyes.

Hailey Harris: “What do you want, Caitlin?”

Caitlin Shay: “Oh nothing, just a friendly reminder that the WHOLE world is watching you tonight, and well, you don’t really have the best track record when it comes to big matches like this. Not to burst your bubble or anything, just stating a fact.”

Harris is fuming and walks right up to Caitlin’s shit eating grin.

Hailey Harris: “You listen here, you little backstage tramp! You think I care who is watching tonight? You think I don’t know? How’s about this, I go out there, win the whole thing, and then you can try to use your pathetic interviewer skills to ask me why you equally suck as a wrestler, hm? Would that be fun? Or do I need to go ask Meghan Fox to interview me, because something tells me Caitlin, even her fake reporter skills are better than everything you think you bring to the table!”

Caitlin just stands there, fuming, as Harris throws up her hood and storms off, but not before Slamsley walks up to Shay with a big grin.

Slamsley McBody: “Oooh, do you need me to stop at the drug store for some burn cream?”

Slamsley lightly taps Shay on the shoulder before turning and following Harris off camera. Shay balls up her fists and kicking down a chair, storms off as well.

The lights dim as a laser light show begins, “Dance Pants” by The Push hits, Jimmy and Timmy emerging to a nice pop from the crowd. Timmy has a boombox over his shoulder, Jimmy dancing around and bringing the crowd to their feet.

Salvatore Pellegrino: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall, and is Match Three of the Best of Five Series. Introducing first, from Scranton, Pennsylvania, at a combined weight of 395 pounds, the team of "Jumpin'" Jimmy Reynolds and "Thunderlips" Timmy McDermott, THE PUUUUSH!

They dance towards one another and then turn straight ahead towards the ring, Jimmy slapping hands with fans and blowing kisses to the ladies as they sing along with the song. Timmy places the boombox on the outside as they turn to the crowd, waving their arms and getting the crowd behind them. Scaling turnbuckles, The Push looks fired up before leaping off and giving each other a double high five. “Dance Pants” fades out as they look ready for battle.

"Call To The Warrior" hits as the camera shifts to the stage where Kyle Thomas and Ian Winter make their arrival. They both observe the crowd for a few seconds before looking back at each other and giving one another a smirk.

Salvatore Pellegrino: And their opponents, from Phoenix, Arizona, at a combined weight of 375 pounds, Kyle Thomas and Ian Winter, THE ARRRMAAAADAAAA!

The two then continue down to the ring. They both simultaneously slide into the ring and pull themselves up. Ian then makes his way over to the turnbuckles where he proceeds to sit atop of them. Kyle walks over and leans against the ropes next to him. The two then bump fists and wait for the match to begin.

BEST OF FIVE SERIES
MATCH THREE
The Push vs. The Armada

Fans of both teams were on the edge of their seats for this one as Jimmy Reynolds and Kyle Thomas would start things off with a friendly handshake before circling one another, each looking for an opening. Thomas would try to strike first, but it was countered by Reynolds who began peppering Kyle with some right hands, followed by a spinning back fist, and then a spinning clothesline. Reynolds would then connect off an irish whip with a nice dropkick, before bringing Thomas into the Push corner, tagging in Timmy McDermott, who would nail a running elbow to the temple of Thomas, and then hit a Polish Hammer for a two count. McDermott would try for a back body drop, but it was countered into a swinging neckbreaker. Thomas would go on the offensive, hitting a standing dropkick, followed by a Northern Lights suplex with a bridge for a two count. McDermott would then find himself in the Armada corner, as Thomas would then tag in Ian Winter who would hit a spinning heel kick on McDermott, followed by a bicycle kick nearly taking the technician’s head off for a long two count. Winter would measure Timmy for a spear, only to get clunked in the head with a high knee. McDermott would crawl to his corner, tagging in Reynolds to big cheers from the crowd! Reynolds wasn’t messing around, knocking Thomas from the apron before hitting The Boom Box(Ghetto Blaster) on Winter for another long two count in the match. Reynolds would then hit a missile dropkick, but the pin was broke up by Thomas, who was then yanked out of the ring by McDermott, the two trading blows on the outside. Inside the ring, Reynolds would bring Winter to his feet, only to get stunned with a jawbreaker, and then a spear that almost took Reynolds out of his vintage British Knights! Winter would go for the pin, but Reynolds would kick out! Winter would try for an electric chair drop, but some shots from Reynolds to the skull of Winter would drop Jimmy into a victory roll pin, getting the 1,2,2 and the lead in this best of 5 series!

Salvatore Pellegrino: Here are your winners, THE PUUUSH!!

Post Match: A dejected Armada stands in the ring, as The Push celebrate on the outside with their adoring fans, McDermott even doing a little breakdancing on the ramp to a nice pop from the crowd.

SUNDAYS AT 8. CHECK LOCAL LISTINGS.

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AXW Supershow II [9.18.14] Jul 27, 2018 23:44:38 GMT -5

Post by Mat on Jul 27, 2018 23:44:38 GMT -5

"A NEW TEAM EMERGES"

We open in the office of one Luke Mathews as he is looking over some paperwork on his desk. There’s a knock at his door and he gives a smirk like “someone finally listens” in regards to his KNOCK BEFORE ENTERING policy. The camera pans out a bit to see Jamie Fuller and Corbin Mason standing together in street clothes.

Luke Mathews: “Fuller, Mason, you two aren’t even booked tonight. You must have a pretty good reason for interrupting someone like me, I’m a busy man.”

Jamie Fuller: “You see, Luke, that’s the thing, Corbin and I, we’re tired of not being booked on live television.”

Luke Mathews: “Really now? Is this true, Corbin?”

Corbin Mason: “Yes sir, it is. So we’re teaming up!”

Jamie Fuller: “That’s why we’re here. Please, give us a match, a try out if you want to call it, against anybody, just please, let it be on AXW TV!”

Mathews surveys the two men, and nods approvingly.

Luke Mathews: “I can appreciate your initiative boys, and it’s obvious you’ve put some thought into it, so here’s what we’ll do. On the next AXW TV, you’re in. You’re booked.”

Corbin Mason: “YEE-HAW!”

Luke Mathews: “Please, get a hold of yourself, Mason.”

Corbin Mason: “Sorry.”

Jamie Fuller: “Great, but against who?”

Luke Mathews: “You let me worry about that. You two just worry about being ready. I expect great things from two guys who have the balls to come and ask something of their boss, now go!”

Jamie Fuller: “Thank you! Thank so you so much!”

Corbin Mason: “Hot damn!”

Fuller and Mason walk away, excited, as Luke brings a cup of coffee to his lips, looking at some of his paperwork with a grin.

Salvatore Pellegrino: The following Triple Threat contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the AXW Women's Championship!

The lights go out and a lone spotlight with smoke billowing from the entrance and gold pyro sparks going off on the sides as "300 Violin Orchestra" by Jorge Quintero begins to play. After the song fully reaches its crescendo and kicks into gear, we see "The Queen Of The Ring" Cassie Cassidy sauntering arrogantly to the ring with a sneer at the fans, her royal cape draped over her with a lady-servant carrying the back of it so it doesn't touch the ground and a crown on her head as she carries her golden scepter in her hand tightly.

Salvatore Pellegrino: Introducing the participants, first, from Davenport, Iowa, "The Queen of the Ring" CASSIIIIEE CASSIDYYYY!

She slowly walks to the ring, glaring at the fans with arrogance before quickly extending her arms in an arrogant pose as the cape flies off of her. She soaks in the crowd's hatred for a moment, crying out "Bow before your queen, peasants!" before smirking and flicking her wrists at the crowd dismissively as she walks up the ring steps slowly, walks along the apron, wiping her feet as she glares arrogantly at the crowd once more before taking her time to step into the ring, bending over the middle rope slowly while straddling it and smirking at the fans, calling out "You peasants can only dream of a woman as ravishing as your queen!" before walking to each side of the ring, doing an arrogant bow that the fans boo her and some even throw things at her during this routine as she just smirks at their disapproval. She slowly removes her crown and places it out of the ring and lays the golden scepter at the edge of the ring as she stretches against the ropes awaiting her opponent's arrival.

The tunes of "Unbreakable" by Fireflight pulse over the PA system as pink and purple strobelights flash and pulse. Hailey emerges, bouncing up and down, firing the crowd up before sprinting down the ramp, slapping hands with fans, both of her arms extended.

Salvatore Pellegrino: Next, from Baltimore, Maryland, HAILEYYYY HARRRRIISSS!

She slides into the ring and scales a turnbuckle, one hand on her hip, the other raised high in the air. She jumps off the turnbuckle with a smile, prepared for her match.

Ahahahahahaha..... The evil laughter of Sierra begins to blare across the speakers of the arena. Once the vocals start at the 9 second mark, Sierra then pushes through the curtain and makes her way onto the top of the ramp. Looking out into the crowd, she gives a devious smirk as she begins to walk down the ramp.

Salvatore Pellegrino: Finally, from Tampa, Florida, "The Powerhouse Princess" SIERRAAAA STAAAARR!

As she reaches the bottom of the ramp, she turns to her left to make her way up the steel steps and onto the apron. Brushing her feet off on the apron, Sierra then makes her way between the ropes as she then quickly jogs towards the turnbuckle that is to the left of the announce table. Griping the top rope, Sierra will pull herself up as she poses for the crowd. After a few moments of doing that, she hops down back onto the canvas as she gets ready for her match.

Referee Jon Hendon raised the title into the air, about to start the match, until all of a sudden,

Everyone's attention went to the stage as the boss himself Luke Mathews walked out onto the stage.

Luke Mathews: My apologies, ladies, but there's been a slight change of plans. Tonight's AXW Women's Championship match will be contested under Elimination Rules, and is no longer a Triple Threat, but a Fatal Four Way Match. Please welcome the final participant in this match-up...

Luke Mathews walks to the back, and the ladies in the ring don't look overly happy about the change of plans.

Blue strobe lights roams around the arena like a trance as the opening drum beat of "Generation Lost" by Rise Against. Once we hear the lyrics, out comes a woman, her hoodie veil blinding her face. As the tempo gets faster and faster, we see her jumping up and down, still cannot see her face. Few seconds later, her face is revealed as the crowd gives a HUGE ovation for the returning Janet Hurricane. She starts shadowing punching and kicking, feeling the energy of her theme song and the fans cheering.

Salvatore Pellegrino: The final participant, from Charlotte, North Carolina, JANEEET HURRICAAAAANE!

Then she starts walking her way to the ring, slapping a few hands from the crowd and bopping her head to the music. Once she enters the ring, she takes off her hoodie and does a couple of fist pumps, again feeling the energy of the music.

AXW WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIP
FOUR WAY ELIMINATION
Cassie Cassidy vs. Hailey Harris vs. Sierra Starr vs. Janet Hurricane

Hurricane would join the rest of the ladies in the match and get in an early shoving match with Sierra that would turn into a slugfest, as Harris tackled Cassidy to the mat and rained down with fists of her own, the crowd cheering as the match begun. Starr would hit a nice powerslam on Hurricane for a two count as Harris would hit a spinning heel kick on Cassidy and then clothesline her to the outside. Harris was quick to capitalize, hitting a nice rope flip senton onto Cassidy, raising to her feet and getting a nice pop from the crowd. Inside the ring, Hurricane would fight back with a spinning back fist and a quick reverse DDT for a two count. On the outside, Cassidy would reverse Harris into the post before tossing her back into the ring. Hurricane and Starr would continue duking it out, with Starr hitting a nice spinebuster for a near fall. Meanwhile, Cassidy would try to make Harris tap out to a single leg boston crab, but Harris would battle out of it. Cassidy would bring Harris to her feet and immediately fall victim to the Check This Out(Mic Check) from Harris to a huge pop. Harris would look for the pin with CAITLIN SHAY would hop onto the apron, shouting to Harris. Hailey would go over to Shay, as the two would exchange words. Harris would go to strike Shay, who would hang Harris up on the apron, as Hailey would then turn and fall victim to an Alabama Slam from Cassidy, as Cassie would hook the leg and get the cover, eliminating Harris, as the crowd would boo the hell out of Shay who laughed and said “Ooops!” before exiting to the back. Cassidy would celebrate as Starr and Hurricane would stop their brawling, both women spinning Cassidy around and hitting a high double flapjack. Starr was quick to the cover, getting the pin, eliminating Cassidy. The crowd would come alive as Starr and Hurricane would glare at one another, circling each other before locking up. Starr would use her superb mat wrestling skills to perfection, grounding Hurricane with some headlock takedowns and some drop toe holds, but it wouldn’t be long before Hurricane would fight back with some stinging chops, which would be returned by Starr. Sierra would try for an irish whip to the ropes but duck her head too soon as Hurricane would hit a nice sitout facebuster for a nearfall. Janet would try to lock in an STF, but Starr would make it to the ropes. Hurricane would move in for the kill only to be grabbed by the hair and spiked into the mat for a DDT for a two count. Starr would lock on her Queen Of Mean sharpshooter, which seemed to spell the end for Hurricane, but she would reach the ropes. Stomping away and showing that mean streak, Sierra was yelling at Hurricane as she made it to her feet, slapping her in the face. Sierra would let out some loud laughter, only to get clocked with an enziguri, stunning her. Hurricane would then nail a picture perfect Wrath of the Hurricane, as Sierra would fall like a tree struck by lightning. Hurricane would fall onto Sierra for the cover and the 1,2,3 as the very first Women’s Champion in this new incarnation of AXW was crowned to a HUGE ovation!

Salvatore Pellegrino: Here is your winner, AND NEEEWWW AXW WOMEN’S CHAMPION, JANEEEET HURRICAAAAANE!!!!

Post Match: Hurricane celebrates with her newly won title as the very first Women’s Champion Starr slinks out of the ring, disgusted with her loss, fuming and kicking the ring steps, as Hurricane celebrates on a turnbuckle looking down at Starr with a smirk and a wink.

SEE WHAT UNFOLDS AFTER TONIGHT'S SUPERSHOW WHEN AXW RETURNS TO TV ON OCTOBER 9, 2014

Salvatore Pellegrino: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your Main Event! This contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the AXW Championship!

Crest Silver slowly walks out from the back with a smug grin on his face, Crash Jackson in toe. He walks down a little to the top of the ramp and throws his arms into the air, at which time pyros go off. After this he saunters down to the ring shouting at the crowd ‘Awesome ends in ME!’. He slides under the bottom rope into the ring where he eagerly waits for the match to get under way.

The opening beat of "ultranumb" by Blue Stahli as the crowd goes in a frenzy, hyped to see the arrival of "The World Warrior" The cameras focused on the countdown clock shown in the titantron while we hear a voice say, "Ultranumb"

"THREE. THREe, THRee, THree,Three
"TWO, TWO., two two
ONE"

"YOU WANT IT ALL RIGHT NOW"

The lights starts to flicker before coming back to normal as Justin Wyndham comes out with a smile on his face. He bends down on both knees and looks at his imaginary "watch" before getting up and does a cut throat sign. He then gets up before running down to the ring in full speed. Once he enters the ring, he bangs his head to the nearest turnbuckle, hyping himself up before looking back at the crowd with a sick smile. He then climbs at the turnbuckle and does the cuthroat sign before getting off and removing the AXW Championship from his waist.

Salvatore Pellegrino: Introducing first, the challenger, accompanied by Crash Jackson, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing 241 pounds, CRRREST SILVEEEER!

Crest spreads his arms, similar to that of a Jesus Christ pose.

Salvatore Pellegrino: And his opponent, from Cloverleaf, Texas, weighing 210 pounds, he is the AXW Champion, "The World Warrior" JUSTIIIIIIIN WYYYYNDHAAAAAM!

Justin raises his title in the air, looking as confident as ever, before handing it to senior official Matt Baker, who raises it into the air, before handing it to Salvatore who has made his way to the outside, and then calls for the bell.

MAIN EVENT
AXW CHAMPIONSHIP
Justin Wyndham (c) vs. Crest Silver

The match starts off with the two men locking up, with Crest getting the early advantage by delivering multiple knee strikes to the gut of Wyndham. Crest would look for an early victory after hitting a gutwrench powerbomb to the champion, with Wyndham quickly kicking out. Crest kept the offense going with a snapmare, which was followed with a rear chin lock. Justin would fight his way out of it, and go off the ropes, only to be planted by a beautiful AA spinebuster from Silver, looking for another quick pinfall but to no avail. Both men get to their feet, and as Silver looks to continue his offense he is met by a side kick from Wyndham to the gut. Silver is doubled over and Wyndham hits a Pele kick which connects to the back of Silver's head. Wyndham looks for a cover, getting a two count.

A few minutes pass, and Justin has been in control, trying to wear down Silver with various holds and submissions. Justin would try to lock in a Texas Cloverleaf but Silver would sucessfully kick him off. Silver quickly got to his feet, and would look to clothesline Justin, but Justin catches him and hits him with a ranhei for a two count. Justin then looked to springboard off the ropes, only to get caught mid-air by a big boot from Silver. Silver hits Wyndham with the Totally Awesome Powerbomb, and immediately follows it up with Just Tap Already. Justin struggles for what has to feel like minutes, but eventually manages to grasp the bottom rope. Of course, Silver doesn't break until four.

Silver then spent the next couple of minutes in control, hitting moves such as a double-underhook backbreaker, a backstabber, and a low dropkick while Justin was in a tree of woe. He would then hit his signature maneuver, a Russian Leg Sweep followed by a standing moonsault, which was unable to put Justin away. Crest tries to end the match by hitting another Totally Awesome Powerbomb, but Justin reverses it into a hurricanrana. Justin would hit a flurry of various kicks, ending whith his Peace Out. Silver falls to the mat and Justin climbs to the top rope, wowing the fans with his Olympic Splash, which gets a close two count.

Justin looked to go to the well a second time, climbing back to the top rope, this time for El Fenix, but Silver gets his knees up. Silver then exits the ring, and grabs a steel chair. He climbs onto the apron and is of course immediately met by referee Matt Baker, threatening disqualification. Crest keeps the referee distracted long enough for Crash Jackson to enter the ring and start stomping on Wyndham. Baker manages to snatch the chair away and slide it out of the ring, and when he begins to turn back around, Crest grabs his shirt and starts claiming he has something in his eye. At this time, Crash is setting Wyndham up for the Dominator, but the crowd is electric as Magnum Wolf has slid into the ring and starts pummeling on Jackson, sending him over the ropes with THE SLEDGE. Jackson then is introduced, quite violently, to the steel ring steps courtesy of Wolf. Meanwhile, Silver now realizing what has happened, tries to go back to attack Wyndham, but is caught by a gnarly World's Most Wanted, causing him to fall like a ragdoll down to the mat, Justin Wyndham pinning him for the three count.

Salvatore Pellegrino: Here is your winner, and STILL AXW Champion, JUSTIIIIIIN WYYYYNDHAAAAM!

Post Match: "Ultranumb" takes over the sound system. Matt Baker hands Wyndham his championship and raises his arm in victory. Baker then goes to check on Silver, who slowly rolls out to the arena floor. Magnum Wolf has re-entered the ring, nodding at Wyndham in approval, before raising Wyndham's arm himself. Wolf starts clapping as Wyndham goes to a turnbuckle to celebrate. When he comes back down, he finds himself laid out on the mat by a .357 Magnum from Wolf. Wolf receives a microphone and then takes a seat on the mat next to Justin.

Magnum Wolf: Hopefully you can still hear me, Justin. I hope you and everyone else don't take this the wrong way, this isn't personal, this is business. Do you remember how you won that championship? It was just you and me on a ladder, and you kicked me off. Now, the way I see it, I should have been the one to get all the title shots, not Silver. But I decided, I'll hang back. I'll let them fight it out. I could've been right up there with Silver demanding title shots, who quite frankly didn't deserve them, and I could've won the title a long time ago. You see, you've only been champion this long because I ALLOWED you to be champion for this long. That's not gonna be the case anymore, kid. Go get your bags ready, because you're going to Midwest Massacre. You will walk into Midwest Massacre as the AXW Champion, and walking out of Midwest Massacre as AXW Champion will be Magnum Wolf. At that moment, when you're laid out on the mat, similar to right now actually, you will finally realize why I am Mr. AXW.

Magnum Wolf sets the microphone onto the chest of Wyndham, before standing up and raising the AXW Championship into the air, as we fade to black on the very serious face of Magnum Wolf.

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Last Edit: Jul 27, 2018 23:46:00 GMT -5 by Mat

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