Live on from the RCA Dome in Indianapolis, Indiana
“Judas be my Guide” by Iron
Maiden Hits the air waves as Chaos Goes live, a tiny pyro show goes off as the
scene changes to Rayne and Bud Adams the “Hosts” of Chaos.
Rayne: “Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome back to Chaos! Lets not keep the fans waiting, we got a lot to get to tonight, so let me Introduce my partner in Chaos… BUD ADAMS!”
Bud Adams: “Howdy Folks, we’ve got a great card tonight, Helix and Kyle Stevenson Team up to take on the newest Team- The Fighting Irish!”
Rayne: “Then we got Nightmare and Kindred going at it one on one!”
Bud Adams: “And And! Lets not forget our obligatory ladies match, Enika Engel and Circa in singles combat!”
Rayne: “And we’ve also got Oddysey and Scott Nash Strader in the ring right before our main event, Should be nice to see these two represent such big families in the ring!”
Bud Adams: “Sure got one hell of a show tonight!”
Rayne: “Without further a due! Our first Match!”
Helix and Kyle Stevenson vs. Fighting Irish
The match started off quickly with Kyle Stevenson going in first against Shamus, it wasn’t long before Shamus tagged in O’Reilly, Stevenson dominated both men for a bit with Helix hopping in only to break up a Submission O’Reilly had locked on Kyle, Helix then ran over to the other side and clotheslines Shamus off the Canvas and Stevenson seeing that the other half of the Fighting Irish had been taken out- Kyle lifted O’Reilly up roughly only to bring him down quickly and take him out with his “Lights out!” Kyle gets the pin in on O’Reilly just as soon as Shamus gets into the ring!
Winner- Helix and Kyle Stevenson
Rayne: “Well that was a quick match, but hey! Kyle Stevenson picked up a win, this guy is finally getting into the groove of winning some matches eh?”
Bud Adams: “Well, its been lots of ups and downs, but hey, Atleast he can come back every week with high hopes of winning huh? Hey Look! Next up we got Nightmare vs Kindred! Won’t that be exciting?”
Stevenson walks in the back after his match, heading for the locker room.
He passes by a set of stairs, where suddenly, a figure jumps down in front of
him. He steps back a bit in surprise as he notices that it's Riona Langly
who has stopped him in his path. He tenses a bit...
Riona Langly: "Woah, Woah, Woah... Kyle, I know what you're thinking here. You're wondering what the hell I'm doing back here, right?"
Kyle looks around for a moment.
Kyle Stevenson: "Am I that transparent? I mean, your match isn't until Rampage. So of course I want to know what in the hell you're doing back here."
Riona Langly: "Yeah... there is. I've been sittin' back here waiting for you."
Kyle cracks a smile.
Kyle Stevenson: "I'm flattered But why me?"
Riona Langly: "Before you say anything like that, I'm not interested. I've got enough problems on that regard."
Kyle Stevenson: "I figured seeing as that I'm married, but what are you interested in?"
Riona Langly: "Well, pretty simply, if you hadn't noticed, I'm up to my ears in shit these days... I've got enemies to my right, to my left, in front, in back, on top, below, in paralell dimentions, back in the future, and of course, in both Heaven and Hell."
Kyle Stevenson: "Of course, I've noticed, everyone's noticed unless they've been living under a rock for the past few months But my question is...what's that got to do with me?"
Riona Langly: "Well... it's simple. I'm a total badass, but I'm not nearly badass enough to face them all alone."
Kyle Stevenson: "So you're saying you need backup...why not somebody else? Like Jack Frost...why me?"
Riona has the decency to look a little surprised. She hadn't expected anyone to think of Jack in this situation.
Riona Langly: "Nice thought thinking of Jack... but wouldn't you know it, he's doing some work in Germany right now."
Kyle Stevenson: "Ok, but I noticed that you didn't answer my question. Why me?"
Riona Langly: "Because... and oh my god, I can't believe how cliched I sound here... but because I think that you could be something."
Kyle smiles as Riona continues.
Riona Langly: "I mean, yeah, your win-loss record isn't the best around here... but in everything that you've been through so far, you haven't quit. You can teach skill... you can't teach drive."
Kyle Stevenson: "But as I've said from day one. It's not about records it's all about heart."
Riona smirks... he gets it.
Riona Langly: "Exactly... I lost a hell of a lot of matches to get where I am today. But, you really think anyone remembers them Kyle? No, they don't... they remember me as I am now. Well, maybe not now since I'm apparantly a total whore."
Kyle Stevenson: "Nah, if anyone's a whore...it's Enika. At least from what I've seen and heard about."
A small wince from Riona...
Riona Langly: "Don't say that about her."
Kyle Stevenson: "What? It's true...isn't it?"
Riona shakes her head a bit and puts the train of conversation back on the tracks.
Riona Langly: "I don't wanna talk about that. Anyway, here's the deal. There's alot of groups out there right now. Everyone hates everyone that isn't one of thiers. We're both loners right now. I need help, you need some guidance... So, I scratch your back, you scratch mine?"
Kyle takes a moment to consider Riona's offer.
Kyle Stevenson: "It's a deal."
Riona Langly: "Cool."
Kyle nods his head in agreement as he walks off, leaving Riona to her thoughts.
Riona Langly: "Well, at least charisma can be taught..."
And we cut back to ringside.
Nightmare vs. Kindred
The Match starts off at a Sluggish pace, Nightmare moved in for a few good power moves, his third and final one being his own “Emerald Flow vision” (side bodyslam piledriver) Kindred gained the upper hand as he reversed one of Nightmares Suplex’s- he got him down with one of his own DDT’s and then set him up for his “Night Drop” (Nothern Light’s Elbow)- Nightmare rolled out of the way quickly however and Kindred landed with a loud thump- and almost bounced off the canvas- Nightmare quickly hooks Kindred’s leg and gets the three count.
Rayne: “Smart move by Nightmare- Kindred must’ve been dumb to think he could keep Nightmare down with just a DDT..”
Bud Adams: “I don’t agree with most people, but that I agree on…”
Rayne: “Right you are- we’ll be back shortly after this commercial break ladies and gentlemen!”
The scene opens up backstage at Friday Night Chaos, where we see Lean Bean Miller standing outside the dressing room of one of PWA's many professional wrestlers. He knocks on the door, and is answered fairly quickly as a young blond leaves, waving and smiling at the man hidden behind the door.
Girl- Bye Scott, thanks for the wonderful time!
Man behind door – Anytime Ashlyn.
The girl waves as she saunters off down the hallway. The fans erupt as SNS steps out and shakes LBM's hand.
LBM – Was that Ashlyn Brooke?
Strader smirks at Miller.
SNS – Big fan?
LBM – Oh man, you have no idea, I have everything she's ever done!
SNS – What can I do for ya Bean?
Lean Bean Miller shakes his head of thoughts of Ashlyn, and goes back to business.
LBM – Well, you and ODDYSEY have been throwing words, insults, facts, and fiction at eachother all week, how do you feel about going into this match up tonight?
SNS – I'm feeling confident Bean, I truly am. I haven't felt this good in a damn long time Bean. I'm gonna take this energy down to the ring tonight, and I'm going to show Warren what its like too lose three times in a row.
LBM – You sound pretty confident.
SNS – I am Bean, and I'll show the world tonight the exact reason I got hired.
LBM – Good luck out there Scott.
SNS nods at LBM as heads back into his locker room.
Chaos comes back to Rayne and Bud Adams at Ring side
Bud Adams: “Welcome back! Finally Rayne let me introduce us back to Chaos.”
Rayne: “But now your time is over! HAHA! Next up is Circa vs Enika Engel!”
Bud Adams: “You never let me have any fun…”
Circa vs. Enika Engel
The match started off Quick for Enika, immediately tackling Circa to the ground, Enika obviously just a bit mad about some words that were said, Circa pushed her off with a hard kick to the stomach, then a tight slap to the face, the crowd ooo’d as she did it. Enika held her cheek and almost growled at Circa, Circa however, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into a quick Suplex, she twisted around and picked Enika up again for a second suplex! She tried to go for a third but Enika kicked out and rolled into a very difficult and uncomfortable cradle pin, but failed after only a one count. Circa backed off as did Enika, they circled each other, then charged again, grappling up in the middle of the ring, Enika grabs Circa’s head into a head lock, going for a running bull dog, but Circa pushes her off into the ropes only to have her come stumbling back with Circa reacting quickly by flipping her over the top of her head! The crowd chanted “CIRCA! CIRCA!” Circa soaks it up and grins, posing to the crowd a moment, but as she has her back turned, Enika Chargers at her from behind, Circa spun around and catches her into a fire mans carry! With no hesitation she spins Enika off into a rough F-5! The crowd goes nuts as Circa quickly straddled Enika’s back and locks in her own STF! Enika squealed but grabbed the ropes just in time! Circa backed off, she laughed as she soaked in the crowds energy. Again she left her guard down, this time, Enika managed to get behind her and pick her up into a hard German Suplex! Then another! Then Another! Three multiple german suplex’s! She tried to pick Circa up for another German Suplex, but she wiggled out of it and locks Enika into a headlock, although, this time Enika pushed her off and hit a hard Reverse DDT! She goes for the pin but Circa kicks out! Enika frowned and stood to pick up Circa, but she grabbed her and rolled her into an inside Cradle! Circa got a two count before Enika rolled into her own Cradle! This time it was tight! The crowd goes nuts as the ref gets the three count! Enika stole the win from the Circa and she rolls out laughing at how she won. Circa- obviously mad- slammed her fists on the canvas. Not knowing any other way to show her anger at this junction.
Rayne: “What a crazy fast match! But I think Enika showed Great prowess in reversing that Cradle, I don’t know many people who can do that!”
Bud Adams: “ I do, but she works on the corner of queens and main…”
“Uuuuh, Forget I said anything- Next up on Chaos- We’ve got Scott Nash
Strader V.S. Oddysey! This should be a fun one to watch- knowing the Strader’s
reputation for good matches.”
Rayne: “Heh! I beg to differ, Engels all the way!”
Scott Nash Strader vs. Oddysey
Nash comes to the
ring first, smirking and cracks his knuckles when Oddysey’s music plays.
Oddysey runs to the ring and slides inside.
He quickly rushes Nash, and the ref has to call for the bell when the two
collide. Nash’s size and power
knocks Oddysey to the mat. Nash goes to stomp him but he rolls out of the way.
Oddysey jumps up to his feet and hits the ropes and runs back at Nash, but Nash
lifts him up into a chokehold. Oddysey kicks both feet into Nash’s face,
knocking him back and causing Oddysey to fall to the canvas. Oddysey is up fast
and again rushes Nash while he's recovering and spears him. Nash barely sells,
buckling over and only hopping back a bit. Oddysey tries to back body drop him,
but can't get him over. Oddysey ends up on his back with Nash on top of him.
1...; Kick-out! Oddysey is out fast. Nash gets onto his hands and knees, shaking
his head. Oddysey hits the ropes, comes back and sit-out drop kicks him square
in the face. Nash backs up onto his knee, then he falls onto his back. Oddysey
hits the ropes and does a spring board moonsault onto Nash and goes for the pin.
1...2; kick. Oddysey gets up and picks Nash up, whipping him into the corner.
Oddysey runs up and monkey flips him out of the corner. Oddysey climbs up top
and tries for an elbow drop but Nash rolls out of the way. Oddysey lands hard.
Nash picks Oddysey up and tries to whip him into the corner but Oddysey
reverses it and drop toe holds him face-first onto the turnbuckle. Nash lays
there motionless then slumps into a heap on the mat. Oddysey starts stomping him
in the corner but the ref warns him and he backs off. Nash pulls himself up,
pissed and runs at Oddysey, but Oddysey jumps up and goes for a hurricanrana. He
tries to flip Nash over but he catches him when he is hanging down. Oddysey
waves his arms around trying to pull himself up. Nash takes a few steps into the
ring's center, jumps forward and sits down in a massive piled river on Oddysey.
Oddysey flips back 180 degrees upon impact, landing in a sitting position, then
he falls back. Nash makes the cover..1…2….Shoulder up!
Nash, angry, throws Oddysey through the ropes and follows him outside.
The ref begins the ten count as the two brawl on the outside!
Oddysey whips Nash to the turn post, but Nash reverses it and Oddysey
hits hard. Nash follows him and
throws him hard over the railing into the fans!
Nash turns, holding his arms up and gloating to the crowd, when he
realizes the count is to seven! He begins to move towards the ring when Oddysey
pops up, grabs Nash by the hair and pulls him roughly backwards over the railing
with him! The crowd roars as the two
begin clashing amongst the fans, the ref’s count all but forgotten!
The ref reaches the ten and calls for the bell, and both men are counted
out! They don’t care as they brawl
deeper into the fans, eventually disappearing from view.
“Their desire to tear each other apart got in the way of thinking!!”
Bud Adams: “I don't see an end to this any time soon! Scott and Warren may not have scored a win here, but both men are going to continue this war for some time!”
Rayne: “I hear security finally broke them up, somewhere backstage. Any longer and they could have battled to the next arena! Let's move on!"
Chaos comes back from its quick
commercial break, Rayne and Bud Adams are ring sides with huge headphones on
Bud Adams: “You know what I would love to hear right now…”
Rayne: “What’s that?”
Bud Adams: “Brandon Jones entrance music… WHAT IS LOVE!!!”
Bud Adams begins to sing What is Love! As Rayne pushes Bud out of his seat. You hear a thunk as Bud hits the floor and Rayne looks to the camera.
Rayne: “Sorry you had to see that, well, the time has come now for our most painful yet most anticipated main event this week… Lex Demise… Deacon Frost… and Duff Cote D’Ivoire three way texas death match!!!”
Bud Adams: “Actually, its just a Three Way Match, Sorry Rayne just likes to hype things…”
Rayne frowned and looked over at Bud Adams.
Rayne: “I don’t really do that do I?”
Bud Adams: “I’m not going to sugar coat it, you do…”
Rayne: “Sad face…”
[An old nylon-string guitar begins playing lonely notes over the loudspeakers and the sound echoes as if it's residing deep inside of a sewer. When the first drum beat hits, building the anticipation, a series of black lights illuminate the stage and vapor dances in its glow. After about forty five seconds, the classical guitar is interrupted by Randal Blythe's growling vocals.]
--Our father, thy will be done!--
[The classical guitar is replaced with distorted electric guitars tuned to drop D, playing the slow and droning "Vigil" by Lamb of God. The lights surrounding the curtain flicker in a constant strobe and Duff Côte d'Ivoire emerges from the back wearing long, black leather jacket. Beneath this, he wears a black tee shirt, blue jeans, and combat boots.]
--I have denied--
--This life its worth--
--I will not be the victim--
[He glances around to the crowd and the smirk turns into an arrogant, toothy grin.]
--Show me how it hurts to rot from the inside out--
--This vigil burns--
--Until the date our fires overtake you--
Eric Emerson: On the way to the ring: from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he stands at 6'7" and weighs in at 275 lbs., he is a member of the Masters of Armageddon, Duff Côte d'Ivoiiire!
[He walks to the ring in long strides. He surveys his surroundings again before rolling into the ring. A lone spotlight shines on him as he plays the crowd from the middle rope in the far corner for a few moments. They throw nothing a barrage of jeers at him as he laughs at their discontent.]
--OUR FATHER, WE FORSAKE YOU--
[Duff jumps down from his perch and waits impatiently for his opponent's entrance.]
Eric Emerson: “And his opponent…”
(The fans quiet down in the arena as the lights go purple. Smoke slowly rises from the entrance. A rain like mist floats through the arena as the opening guitar riff of Saliva’s “I Walk Alone” blares through the speakers.)
“I walk alone
I walk for miles inside this of pit of danger
A place where no one follows me
I walk alone”
I'm sick of all these people talkin' out their heads
I've never understood a damn thing that they said
From words to actions
Never knowing what they're about
I guess I'll have to chew them up and spit them out
And I'll say yeah”
Eric Emerson: “Making his way now to the ring… DEACON FROST!”
(Pyros explodes and out walks Deacon Frost. He is wearing a black leather duster. He has on black baggy jeans and black boots. Frost’s fist and forearms are covered in white tape. Frost stands in the middle of the pyros going off around him. He slowly makes his way down to the ring. Frost steps up onto the ring apron and over the top rope.)
“I walked for miles inside this pit of danger
I've swallowed down a thousand years of anger
The weight of the world has fallen on me
I walk alone”
(The fans go wild as the big man paces around the ring. Frost settles into the corner and waits for the match to get started as the music dies down.)
Eric Emerson: “And their final opponent…”
Lights go black and a single spotlight lights up the arena entryway.
Emerson: Making his way to the ring....
"Exile" by Soilwork plays over the PA. Upon the opening words of the song, a man clad in a black trenchcoat and jeans enters the arena, surveying the ring. His long sandy hair is no longer dyed. A Jack Skellington skicap covers his brow. Eyes hidden behind black-rimmed Oakleys, he sniffs once and strokes his chin before idly making his way down the ring, seemingly disinterested by the whole affair.
Emerson: From Eastern Kentucky....weighing in at 266 pounds...Lex Demise!
The man stops halfway as he seems to be looking for someone or something at his side. A long forgotten figure. She's not there, never is. Slowly he moves into the ring, removing his glasses and skicap. The light catches a reflection off his glass eye, firmly entrenched in his left eyesocket. He removes his trenchcoat and leans back in the corner, uninterested in the rest of the world around him.
DING DING DING!!
Rayne: “Here we go with our main event!”
Bud Adams: “Its about time, I need something to take my mind off Haddaway!”
The match starts off slowly, Duff, Lex and Deacon all circle each other in the ring… eyeing each other, sizing each other up… Then Lex immediately jumps Duff, he kicks him hard in the gut and turns quickly to Deacon and elbows him twice with both elbows in the gut. Deacon is winded, but he comes back quickly with a hard right to Lex’s face, he grabs him into a snapmare, but as soon as he is up, D’Ivoire comes from behind him with a sort of Reverse clothes line.
Rayne: “And all three of these Huge men going at it like there is no tomorrow!”
Bud Adams: “Well after tonight, there might not be for one of these men!”
Duff picks Deacon up and tosses him into the rope, he goes down to lift Deacon up over his shoulders, but deacon quickly kicks him in the shoulder, Duff yelps and turns around as he holds his wounded shoulder, Deacon grabs him and hits a quick reverse DDT on him! Deacon laughs and stands up, only to turn right into a hard European uppercut from Lex Demise! Demise just looks down at Frost and to Duff, he shrugs it off like it was nothing and leans down to pick up Duff, Duff- whom was playing possum- snaps up and rolls Lex into a cradle pin! But Lex kicks out immediately and rolls out of the ring! Duff hops up to his feet, he grins and picks Frost up and lifts him into a guerilla press… he tosses him over the top rope! Lex just nearly jumps out of the way as Duff brushes off his hands as if he took out the trash.
Rayne: “Well Duff seems to be thinking that he’s dominating this match huh?”
Bud Adams: “He just tossed a 300lbs man out of the ring in a Guerilla press! I think Deacon might be out of this match!”
Lex rolls under the bottom rope and immediately goes to spin Duff around and lock him into a DDT! But he just barely lifts him off the ground be Duff forces his weight back down to his feet, he lifts Lex up into a sort of Modified German Suplex and pins Lex to the ground!
DEACON Pulls Duff out of the pin and out of the ring! Deacon begins to beat the living hell out of Duff, he smashes him into the edge of the Canvas of the ring- and finishes off with a hard whip into the ring post! Duff goes down with a hard Thud, and frost turns his attention to Lex Demise, Lex just laughs at Duff who is lying on the ground with what could be a concussion.
Rayne: “Oh my god! Duff just got killed by Deacon!!”
Bud Adams: “Okay, I take back what I said, Duff is out of the match!
Deacon rolls into the ring and marches right up to Lex who just stands there and watches him walk right up to him, Deacon grabs Lex by the neck, but Lex just delivers a hard kick to the gut and lifts him into a suplex like position, he keeps Deacon hanging there for a second… but Before he can drop him from his hanging suplex… Duff comes up from the outside of the ring and grabs Lex by the ankles! Lex stumbles for a moment then falls forward flat on his face with Deacon falling down not quiet half a second later. Duff laughs and pulls Lex out of the ring, he tosses him into the barricade and rolls under the bottom rope, he checks behind him to make sure He isn’t being tailed by Lex, but only turns around into Deacon frost!
Rayne: “Look out!!”
Bud Adams: “I can’t look!”
Deacon grabs Duff before Duff can even think to start his retreat! He lifts him up quickly then brings him down with a force with the FROST BITE! (Black hole slam), Deacon goes for the pin, but is broken up immediately by Lex! Lex stomps on Deacon’s back as Deacon backs off, he holds his lower back a bit in pain from the hard boots.
Rayne: “Phew, close one..”
Bud Adams: “Rooting for Duff are we?”
Rayne: “No! I don’t want this match to end! So much could happen that hasn’t yet!”
Deacon turns around after he gets to his feet only to meet Lex’s own SILVER BULLET! (Spear) Lex laughs as he gets up to his feet, he brushes his hair out of his eyes and turns over to Duff, he picks duff up again, an evil grin across his face… twists Duff into what looked like a Reverse DDT! But no! it was the set up to his “Moonshine!” finisher! He grins a bit, he knew it was the end, but Duff slips out of it, he pushes Lex into the ring post-
Rayne: “Oh! Hard hit by D’Ivoire there! But can he capitalize?”
Bud Adams: “I’m almost sure he can, if he can withstand a Frost Bite, he can withstand anything Lex can throw at him!”
Duff Charges at him, basically tackling him hard in the lower back- he pushes Lex hard into the ring post, Duff grabs him in a tight waist lock and lifts his heavy body into the air, he tosses him back in a hard German Suplex.
Bud Adams: “Told ya!”
Duff crouches down into the turnbuckle, he grins as she watches Lex get to his feet, obviously… Duff has something in mind…
Rayne: “I think Duff might be planning to use Lex’s own spear against him!”
Lex Turns around and Duff charges at him- He goes for a rough Spear! But out of nowhere! Deacon Frost uses his own Spear to take down Duff! He jumps up to his fist ready to attack Lex. But Lex reacts much more quicker than Deacon and Super Kicks Deacon right in the chin, falls down to Duff and hooks his leg!
Rayne: “No way!”
Bud Adams: “Did you see that?! Lex with one swift kick downs the might and tall Deacon Frost!”
Rayne: “I can’t believe, and I even saw it!”
Eric Emerson: “Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner- LEX- DEEEEEEEEEMIIIIIISE!”
The crowd cheers as "Exile" by Soilwork hits the speakers, the Ref raises Lex’s hand, but Lex doesn’t even acknowledge who is doing it, he looks down at Deacon and grins.. he walks out of the ring, leaving the two sleeping giants there….
Chaos fades as the camera follows Lex Demise up the ramp and into the back. The PWA Logo flashes across the screen.