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    Trial By Fire 2015 results

    Live YouTube pre-show

    The feed on Youtube and FWA.com opens with Lucy Pinder and David Weinstock at the announcers' table. The crowd behind them is screaming and holding up signs with various FWA characters highlighted. The generic FWA intro music plays as a scan around parts of the arena reveal it to be about 60 percent full.

    Lucy Pinder: Welcome to the pre-show of Trial By Fire 2015! It's the beginning of a new year and no better way to ring it in than the first pay per view of the FWA's calendar year!

    David Weinstock: We'll be here for an hour, with a slew of great matches featuring some debuts, rising stars and a former World Heavyweight champion!

    Lucy Pinder: Since returning, Devin Golden hasn't lost a match. Will that continue when he faces Lucian W. Ace and Wake Walker, two of the baddest dudes on the FWA roster, in our preshow main event?

    David Weinstock: I don't know if he can get by Lucian Ace. The two have history, and Lucian may be more motivated than "The Rotten Gold."

    Lucy Pinder: We'll also highlight some of the matches you'll see on the main card, including our epic main event, with two females in the final match on an FWA pay per view for the first time EVER!

    Dune's theme music blares to interrupt the dialogue between the announcers, and a man wearing a face mask similar to Bane's from the Batman movie series emerges through the entrance tunnel to a cautiously mixed reaction from the paying customers.

    David Weinstock: We're also going to watch Dune, BlackHeron and Alistain Alexander Williams compete for the first time in the FWA!


    Triple Threat Debut
    Dune vs. BlackHeron vs. Alistair Alexander Williams

    The crowd is still filing in but they are excited to see these promising debuts tonight. Dune enters first and you can feel that some people in the crowd find him intimidating as he marches into the ring flexing his muscles with every step. Entering next is BlackHeron wearing his creepy mask which is making everyone uneasy. Alistair is the next to make his way down to the ring he looks mean and the crowd already knows this is a guy they're going to grow to hate as he climbs into the ring. The three powerful men stare each other and then the ring bell sounds and the match gets on the way.

    Dune wastes no time and double clotheslines both his opponents to the ground and then attempts to grab Williams but Alistair is too quick and slams Dune's arms down and then grabs him and knees him in the gut and flips him right onto the mat judo style. BlackHeron is up and clubs Williams in the back of the skull causing him to fall forward to one knee and then BlackHeron attempts to go for some sort of hold but Williams slips out of it and gets to his feet fast enough to kick BlackHeron in the gut before Alistair can even think of doing anything else he is booted in the side of the head from an impressive running big boot from Dune. Williams is laid out flat. BlackHeron attempts to grab Dune but Dune counters it into a front powerslam!

    For the next several minutes Dune is in control that is until he attempts to grab BlackHeron for a big move but the rookie counters it into an effective belly to belly suplex that sends Dune smashing onto the mat. Williams and Heron grapple in a test of strength and Williams wins out and pulls Heron in for a snap DDT! Williams covers BlackHeron 1...2 the pin is broken up by Dune. Williams and Dune then grapple up and the two seem locked in a big struggle. BlackHeron is getting up slow, holding his head in pain from the snap DDT. Dune grabs Williams and violently Irish whips him and Williams collides with BlackHeron. Both men are down on the mat, Williams however in pain rolls out under the bottom rope, trying to regain himself on the outside of the ring. That's the opening Dune needs and he forces BlackHeron to his feet and kicks him in the gut setting him up for his finisher Hourglass (
    Delayed brainbuster DDT into pin) Williams has now snapped out of his fog and he tries to get back into the ring 1...2...3! Too late Dune has gotten a big debut win. Dune lets out a primal scream while Williams watches in anger. The two lock eyes but Alistair leaves him be and exits up the entrance ramp while Dune gets his arm raised.

    Winner: Dune via pinfall

    The arena is now around 75 percent full as Dune's celebration continues inside the ring. The video feed transitions to a hype package for the FWA Tag Team Championships battle between RevELution and The Movement.


    Scott Sylvester vs. Ghost vs. "Drop Dead Gorgeous" Toby Grace

    The bell rings and Scot with Toby come together and go after Ghost. The two back it into a corner and take turns with chops to the chest and forearms to the jaw. Toby hits one, then Scot, and both try to outdo one another. Scot then whips Ghost towards Toby who hits a picture perfect dropkick. Scot then climbs to the top ropes and leaps off with a moonassault on top of Ghost. The two then throw him out of the ring. Both men come to the center of the ring and look into each other’s eyes. The two lock up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Scot gains the advantage grabbing the left arm of Toby and twisting. Toby is able to reverse that into a wristlock. Scot then reverses with a wristlock of his own. Scot is able to avoid another reversal by Toby when he hip tosses him to the mat. Toby gets to his feet and charges, but is caught with an arm drag by Scot. He locks it in deep and puts torque on the arm of Toby, though he is able to get back to his feet. Toby leaps into the air and springboards off the ropes, allowing himself to overhead toss Scot to the canvas. The two get up into a fighting position and just stare each other down as the crowd rises to their feet and cheer that display of chain wrestling. But Ghost is back into the ring. It comes from both of their blindspots, grabbing both Scot and Toby by the head and knocking them against each other.

    Lucy Pinder:
    And this is why I think Ghost is going to win this match.


    Both Scot and Toby down on the mat holding their noggins. Ghost lays the boots to both men on the mat. They get up only to be sent down with a clothesline after clothesline. He sets Scot up in one corner and then picks up Toby to his feet. Ghost whips Toby into the corner and he slams right into Scot. Toby is staggered and he walks righ into the Nightfall. Ghost brings Scot back down and he locks the Judgement day for a submission victory.

    Winner: Ghost
    A hype video airs promoting and previewing the unsanctioned street fight between N.E.O and Jack of Diamonds and Ace of Spades.


    Taylor Toxic vs Cyb3r

    The bell rings and both women rush each other, unloading rapid-fire right hands while grabbing the back of each other’s necks. They let go of each other and Toxic goes for a huge right hand. Cyb3r ducks under it and comes back with a hard Knife-Edge Chop to Toxic’s chest. Toxic returns the favor with a hard Backhand Chop of her own to Cyb3r’s chest. Cyb3r and Toxic start trading Chop for Chop, each one harder than the last with neither woman backing down! Cyb3r lashes out with yet another Knife-Edge and Toxic takes it to the chest, driving her back a step. Cyb3r goes for another to capitalize, but gets hit hard with a Rolling Kesagiri Chop from Toxic, causing her to stumble back against the ropes. Toxic grabs Cyb3r and Irish Whips her across the ring. Cyb3r bounces off the ropes and comes back at Toxic…BIG BOOT FROM TOXIC! CYB3R SLIDES UNDER IT! Cyb3r winds up as Toxic turns around…DISCUS CLOTHESLINE! Toxic hits the mat hard and Cyb3r follows that up with several stomps to her head. Cyb3r grabs her and lifts her to her feet AND TOXIC RAKES CYB3R’S EYES! The crowd boos as Toxic grabs Cyb3r’s hand and hits her with a hard Short-Arm Clothesline that sends her to the mat. Toxic taunts the jeering crowd before mounting Cyb3r and unloading multiple Forearm Shots to the face until the referee gets up to a four count. Toxic gets off of Cyb3r and taunts the crowd some more, getting even more jeers from the audience before hitting a Double Foot Stomp to the grounded Cyb3r. Toxic grabs Cyb3r by the back of the head and lifts her back to her feet. She Irish Whips Cyb3r into the ropes…BIG BOOT! Toxic goes for the cover!
    1…
    2…
    NO! KICKOUT!!

    Toxic stomps Cyb3r in the chest, screaming at her to get up. Cyb3r starts to stagger to her feet and Toxic is measuring her. Cyb3r gets to her feet and Toxic takes off…SPINNING HEEL KICK! NO!! Cyb3r ducks the kick and takes off as Toxic gets to her feet…RUNNING STO! Cyb3r goes for the cover!
    1…
    2…
    NO! KICKOUT!!

    Cyb3r wastes no time and rolls Toxic over onto her stomach. Cyb3r locks in a Surfboard, and goes into a modified Dragon Sleeper! Cyb3r’s pulling for all she’s worth as Toxic begins to scream out in pain! Her hands and arms are flailing all over the place, trying to desperately grab something…SHE GETS THE ROPES! The referee starts the five count and Cyb3r breaks at four, leaving lasting damage as Toxic writhes around on the mat in pain. Cyb3r senses the end is near and stalks Toxic as she struggles to her feet. Toxic gets back to her feet and Cyb3r comes up behind her…SWEET DREAMS! Toxic is struggling to get free as Cyb3r’s trying to get Sweet Dreams locked on! Toxic manages to roll through the hold and gets Cyb3r off of her. Cyb3r gets up and rushes RIGHT INTO A THROAT THRUST FROM TOXIC! Cyb3r falls to the mat grabbing her throat in pain and Toxic is trying to catch her breath from the Sweet Dreams. Toxic manages to finally get her breathing under control and walks over to Cyb3r, who’s still on the mat in agony. Toxic grabs Cyb3r and lifts her off the mat, signaling for the end. Toxic sets Cyb3r up…NECRO MAKER! NO!! CYB3R COUNTERS WITH THE BLUE THUNDER BOMB!!! Cyb3r goes for the cover!
    1…
    2…
    3?!
    ……
    ……
    ……
    NO!! KICKOUT AT THE LAST SECOND!!

    Cyb3r is flummoxed by the match continuing. She slams her fists into the canvas and pulls herself up with the turnbuckle's aide. Taylor Toxic remains on the mat, face-down, and recuperating. Cyb3r grabs her by a handful of hair and sort of tosses her toward the turnbuckle. Taylor Toxic, though, lands a forearm right to the jaw in response...and with Cyb3r reeling back, Taylor pounces with the NECRO MAKER!!! Cyber is dropped skull first onto the canvas as Taylor Toxic releases her foe's legs and flips her face-up before hooking both legs!
    (...............1...................2...................3!)


    Winner: Taylor Toxic



    Now the arena is jam-packed, with just a few scarce seats left open. The crowd is buzzing with anticipation as a hype video plays promoting the main event, champion-versus-champion Trial By Fire inferno match between FWA World champ Gabrielle Montgomery and FWA Women's champ Shannon O'Neal.



    Lucian W. Ace vs. "Rotten Gold" Devin Golden vs. Wake Walker


    The opening bell sounds and Walker drops down onto the mat and rolls outside, immediately looking underneath the ring in search of a weapon to use. Within seconds, he pulls out two steel chairs and a singapore cane, which he holds in the air as he gets back to his feet. But Ace comes charging across the ring, nailing Walker with a baseball slide that knocks him into the barricade! The fans cheer as Ace gets up but he's hit from behind by Devin, who knocks him down to one knee with a couple shots to the back of the head. Devin stomps him a couple times then fires him into the ropes but he misses with a back elbow, leaving himself open for Ace to connect with a flying crossbody off the rebound! Ace scores a couple quick knockdowns then hits a firemans carry takedown, slipping right into an armbar on Golden. He struggles to get some leverage and Lucian's got excellent positioning but Walker slides into the ring behind him, winding up with the singapore cane before he drills Ace across the back of the skull with a caneshot! Golden rolls away and hops back on his feet but Walker drives the end of the cane into his ribs, then lands a stiff caneshot across his back! He tosses the cane and slides outside to retrieve the steel chairs, flinging them into the ring one after the other. Walker slides back inside and he beats Golden to the punch with a rake of the eyes, then goes downstairs with a shot to the midsection and he hits an implant DDT! Walker goes for the cover but Ace breaks it up with a legdrop across the back of the head! Ace stomps Walker a few times then hooks him up and hits a snap suplex! He floats over and hooks the leg, getting a 2-count only.

    Langdon: That's a 2-count that time and this match is still anyone's to win at this point. Lucian Ace seems to be in the driver's seat right now but Devin Golden is still giving him a run for his money.

    McDonald: But don't forget about Wake Walker. If they're not careful, he just might take their heads off with the way he was swinging that cane a few seconds ago!

    Ace lands a few stiff chops to the chest then snapmares Wake to the mat, following it with a sharp dropkick to the back of the head. Wake rolls towards the ropes and pushes himself back up but Ace clotheslines him over the top rope, sending him crashing onto the floor outside! Ace turns his attention to Golden next, going for a swinging neckbreaker but Golden slips loose at the last second and counters with a german suplex, bridging his back for the 2-count. Devin goes on the offensive with a couple hard stomps to the side of the head then he muscles Ace up and whips him into the ropes, looking for clothesline but Ace ducks! Golden quickly spins around and catches Ace off the rebound with a spinebuster then immediately hooks the leg, picking up another 2-count. While Devin continues to work over Ace in the corner, Wake slips back in on the far side and sets both of the chairs up to face each other. Wake rushes in from behind but Devin feels him coming and spins around, knocking him head over heels with clothesline from out of nowhere! Devin instinctively makes the cover but Wake somehow manages to get the shoulder up! Devin gets up and starts to argue with the referee and Ace capitalizes, spiking him on his head with a backdrop suplex! Aace gets to his feet and grabs Wake by the hair, struggling to get him up off the mat. Wake tries to fight him off but Ace lands a few clubbing shots then connects with Hyoryu Senbi! There's some cheers from the crowd as Ace pushes himself up but Devin meets him with a kick to the midesection, then hoists him up and drops him with a samoan drop through the two steel chairs! Ace rolls away clutching his ribs, while Devin hooks Walker's leg for the 3-count!

    Winner: Devin GoldenThe opening bell sounds and Walker drops down onto the mat and rolls outside, immediately looking underneath the ring in search of a weapon to use. Within seconds, he pulls out two steel chairs and a singapore cane, which he holds in the air as he gets back to his feet. But Ace comes charging across the ring, nailing Walker with a baseball slide that knocks him into the barricade! The fans cheer as Ace gets up but he's hit from behind by Devin, who knocks him down to one knee with a couple shots to the back of the head. Devin stomps him a couple times then fires him into the ropes but he misses with a back elbow, leaving himself open for Ace to connect with a flying crossbody off the rebound! Ace scores a couple quick knockdowns then hits a firemans carry takedown, slipping right into an armbar on Golden. He struggles to get some leverage and Lucian's got excellent positioning but Walker slides into the ring behind him, winding up with the singapore cane before he drills Ace across the back of the skull with a caneshot! Golden rolls away and hops back on his feet but Walker drives the end of the cane into his ribs, then lands a stiff caneshot across his back! He tosses the cane and slides outside to retrieve the steel chairs, flinging them into the ring one after the other. Walker slides back inside and he beats Golden to the punch with a rake of the eyes, then goes downstairs with a shot to the midsection and he hits an implant DDT! Walker goes for the cover but Ace breaks it up with a legdrop across the back of the head! Ace stomps Walker a few times then hooks him up and hits a snap suplex! He floats over and hooks the leg, getting a 2-count only.

    Langdon: That's a 2-count that time and this match is still anyone's to win at this point. Lucian Ace seems to be in the driver's seat right now but Devin Golden is still giving him a run for his money.

    McDonald: But don't forget about Wake Walker. If they're not careful, he just might take their heads off with the way he was swinging that cane a few seconds ago!

    Ace lands a few stiff chops to the chest then snapmares Wake to the mat, following it with a sharp dropkick to the back of the head. Wake rolls towards the ropes and pushes himself back up but Ace clotheslines him over the top rope, sending him crashing onto the floor outside! Ace turns his attention to Golden next, going for a swinging neckbreaker but Golden slips loose at the last second and counters with a german suplex, bridging his back for the 2-count. Devin goes on the offensive with a couple hard stomps to the side of the head then he muscles Ace up and whips him into the ropes, looking for clothesline but Ace ducks! Golden quickly spins around and catches Ace off the rebound with a spinebuster then immediately hooks the leg, picking up another 2-count. While Devin continues to work over Ace in the corner, Wake slips back in on the far side and sets both of the chairs up to face each other. Wake rushes in from behind but Devin feels him coming and spins around, knocking him head over heels with clothesline from out of nowhere! Devin instinctively makes the cover but Wake somehow manages to get the shoulder up! Devin gets up and starts to argue with the referee and Ace capitalizes, spiking him on his head with a backdrop suplex! Ace gets to his feet and grabs Wake by the hair, struggling to get him up off the mat. Wake tries to fight him off but Ace lands a few clubbing shots then connects with Hyoryu Senbi! There's some cheers from the crowd as Ace pushes himself up but Devin meets him with a kick to the midesection, then hoists him up and drops him with a samoan drop through the two steel chairs! Ace rolls away clutching his ribs, while Devin hooks Walker's leg for the 3-count!


    Winner: Devin Golden




    ---------------------------



    Trial By Fire

    Saturday, Jan. 3, 2015
    Live from Indianapolis, Indiana





    The crowd inside the arena explodes once the pyrotechnics hit. The introduction video includes highlights from the main event feud, North American championship match rivalry, X-title rivalry and many other moments.

    The camera zooms around the arena showing a handful of fans wearing shirts and flashing signs supporting their favorite, or least favorite characters. One reads "Shannon isn't ready to BURN!" Another says, "Drew Stevenson, the uncrowned FWA World Champion." Then there are others: "Hall fears the snake;" "KAIZEN and Marcus Thane should fight every show;" "Cryos, 5-0;" "When is RevELution's wedding day?" and "Jack of Diamonds is the wild card in the deck."


    Piers Gallagher: Welcome to the night when Shan...

    Langdon Trafford: Shut it, Piers! I handle the opening! Welcome to the night, Trial By Fire, when everything may change...Shannon O'Neal has challenged Gabrielle Montgomery's legacy, her reign of supremacy as the best female in the world. It either changes, or Gabrielle shows everyone why she is...THE BEST.

    Sam McDonald: There is so much going on. So much. And this feud, this war of words between the FWA World Champion and FWA Women's Champion started many months ago when Shannon made one simple statement. It sparked everything we've seen since, and it all culminates tonight...in our main event, the Trial By Fire inferno match.

    Langdon Trafford: That isn't everything, though. We have a no submissions allowed match. There is the prison yard match. The North American and X-championship titles are on the line, along with the Tag Team Championships. How many new champions will emerge? Who will win the battle between N.E.O. and Jack of Diamonds? Who will be the new No. 1 contender to the Women's Championship?

    Piers Gallagher: And finally...who emerges in the battle of two legends, the past era, Stu "The Snake" St. Clair against "The Inferno" Ryan Hall?


    No Submissions match
    Cryos vs. Drew Jolson



    The bell rings as the crowd is energetic for the first match of the show, and Cryos seems a bit nervous while Drew Jolson has a cocky grin to his ways. They circle half the ring before coming to an intense grapple while Cryos goes for a wrist lock. The referee immediately calls it off, and Cryos has to release the begrudgingly release the wrist lock.


    Langdon Trafford:
    No wrist lock. No waist lock. No head lock. No sleeper hold. And no...Spirit Breaker.



    Cryos receives a kick to the stomach as Jolson takes control. A whip into the ropes follows with a clothesline from Jolson, who immediately goes to the ground and delivers forearm smashes into the face of his foe. Drew Jolson, a former World champion, grabs Cryos around the neck and lifts him to his feet. Drew Jolson wraps his arm around Cryos' neck and hits a nicely done vertical suplex. A quick cover, but Cryos kicks out at one and one-third. Drew Jolson grabs Cryos by the leg and begins stomping into the inside of his thigh. That wears Cryos down. Then some of the same forearm smashes. Cryos is a fleeting ship passing in the night right now. He's doozy and nearly knocked out. Jolson's second pinfall attempt results in barely a two count.

    Cryos staggers to his feet, but Jolson with a kick to the stomach stays on the attack. He whips Cryos into the turnbuckle and charges with a corner attack, but Cryos elbows Jolson in the face. He follows with a clothesline and falls to his knees. Cryos takes about five seconds before getting up, meeting an upright Drew Jolson and blocking a forearm shot and landing one of his own. Cryos has Jolson backed against the ropes landing body shots to the stomach. And then a forearm uppercut to the jaw. Cryos shows his brawler side with this style of offense. He drives a knee into the ribs, hunching Drew Jolson over, before locking in an abdominal stretch only to release it after a half second because of the rules. Cryos becomes frustrated and lands a kick to the upper spine of a kneeling Drew Jolson before hitting a snap DDT with Jolson still kneeling!!! Now it's Cryos going for the pinfall.
    (....................1.........................2.Kick out)


    Harry Baxter:
    Cryos is hanging in there, but he certainly wants to go to the submission holds. It's second nature for him.



    Cryos seems agitated. He's used the Spirit Breaker for each of his wins so far in the FWA. Drew Jolson pulls himself up using the ropes, and Cryos goes for a running boot but Jolson ducks and follows with an STO!!! Drew Jolson smiles as Cryos lays flat on his back, not moving. Another leg hook pin attempt.
    (.....................1.........................2....Kick out)


    Langdon Trafford:
    Drew Jolson is just better in the ground-and-pound style. Without the submissions, even minor wrist lock holds and such, Cryos seems to be wrestling with only half his energy.


    Sam McDonald:
    And that's truly it, Langdon. When someone can't go to all their moves, it's like taking away some of their ability to perform the act of wrestling. It's like they're just trying to survive. This isn't just the Spirit Breaker that Cryos cannot use; it's ALL of his submission moves, and there are A LOT.


    Drew Jolson's next maneuver is a reverse atomic drop. Cryos is on his knees as Jolson lands a few more forearm smashes. Jolson is like a pet owner beating his dog right now. Just more scathing forearms. Cryos lays on his side, spitting out what may be blood from his mouth. Drew Jolson grabs Cryos around the neck and goes for a standing bulldog, but before he can land it, Cryos is countering with a back suplex. Jolson lands on the ropes, bounces back and lands in front of Cryos, who also bounces off the middle rope. Jolson lands a forearm to the face and goes for another bulldog. This time Cryos shoves Jolson around three steps away from him, and lands a single leg takedown. But he cannot lock in the single leg Boston crab, so Cryos simply allows Jolson to get to his feet, and pounces again, with another single leg takedown. A third time this happens before finally Jolson backs away in a crouched position. He rises, Cryos approaches and Jolson lands an elbow to the face. Then tries lifting Cryos for a sidewalk slam, but the undefeated newcomer counters by flipping around Drew Jolson and landing a German suplex.

    Sam McDonald:
    These are the movies taken from Cryos' arsenal because of this stipulation. Armbar takedown, Fujiwara Armbar, Ground Armbar, the single leg Boston crab we didn't see there but usually do after the single leg takedown, heel hook, kneebar after a leg DDT, three-quarter facelock to a Russian leg sweep, Koji clutch, drop toe hold, inverted headlock into a backbreaker, elevated Texas cloverleaf, cmel clutch and Spirit Breaker.


    Harry Baxter:
    That leaves, what, about four moves? The mechanic is without his tools.


    Piers Gallagher:
    We may have seen them all, too.



    Cryos whips Jolson into the ropes, but Jolson flies back with a jumping forearm into the face. Then a standing bulldog to change the side. A hard whip into the turnbuckle as Cryos goes chest first, and Jolson hits a sidewalk slam. He covers, with the far leg hooked.
    (...............one
    ................two
    ................t...Not quite!)

    Drew Jolson grabs Cryos by the leg and begins those inner thigh stomps to wear his foe down a little more. Now it's time for the "System Jolt." But Cryos breaks free and lands a discus clothesline as both men stay down for a good 10 seconds. As both rise up at around the same time, Cryos ducks a forearm smash from Drew Jolson and drops him with a high-angle dropkick to the knees! However, Cryos can't continue the momentum, obviously worn down by Drew Jolson's brawler style. He lays face down on the mat, maybe three feet from a face-down laying Drew Jolson, who clutches is knees from the pain delivered by Cryos' technically sound dropkick.

    Piers Gallagher:
    Of his five matches, this is easily the most worn down we've seen Cryos get. He looks...human.

    Sam McDonald:
    But he IS hanging in there. He's got an aggression unmatched by many in the FWA. Even his dropkick maneuvers have a little more "oomph" to it than most.


    The referee's count reaches five when Cryos is to one knee. Drew Jolson grabs the middle rope at six, and yanks himself up to a leaning, dependently standing position at seven. Cryos pushes himself up right before the referee reaches eight, and halts the count. Drew Jolson approaches and lands a fierce, stiff punch to the forehead. Cryos stumbles back. Drew Jolson lands a second one. Cryos again stumbles back. The third try misses, as Cryos dodges the wayward flinging. Jolson almost loses his balance, but presses his hand against the mat to stay upright.

    When he turns, though, he meets his fate.

    Cryos wraps his arm around Drew Jolson's neck and quickly lifts him upside-down into the air. He stalls in mid-air for a good three seconds, and then begins turning counter-clockwise before dropping his foe skull first into the ring canvas, which bounces with the ropes and turnbuckle!!! Cryos' "Pulling the Trigger" finisher is complete, and he lays across Drew Jolson's unconscious upper body before hooking the far leg and slowly yanking it toward him for the pin.

    Crowd:
    ONE.........TWO..........THREE!



    Winner: Cryos
    Cryos' hand is raised as the crowd explodes with cheers for the undefeated streak continuing. Announcers hype that Cryos is now 5-0 in the FWA. The feed quickly shifts to highlight the growth of the rivalry between Lord Vincent Takaab Blackbird and Michael Garcia.


    Langdon Trafford:
    Ever since Michael Garcia gained control of the X-title division, he has instituted new rules prohibiting high flying moves. No allowance for weaponry. Everything is pure, the "Pure Division," as it has been called.


    Piers Gallagher:
    Some of us think it's a great change!


    Sam McDonald:
    Here's to hoping Lord Vincent, as questionable as he was when controlling the division, wins this match and takes it back in time.








    Prison Yard Match
    Lord Vincent Takaab Blackbird vs “The Monster of the Midway” Michael Garcia



    Kurt Harrington:
    The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is the Prison yard Match. Introducing first, representing the BIRD Empire, he is none other than Lord Vincent Takaab Blackbird.


    Sweet Dreams” plays as Vincent and Anna Kendrick come out to loud cheers. Vincent stops and asks Anna to please go to the back as he doesn't want her to get hurt or involved in the match. Anna kisses Vincent, causing whistles and “ooohs” from the crowd before heading to the back. Vincent looks at all of the stuff that would typically be seen in a prison yard before sliding into the ring.

    Kurt Harrington:
    And his opponent, he is the current Commissioner of the X Division and the Monster of the Midway. He is none other than Michael Garcia.


    Monster” by Imagine Dragons plays as Michael Garcia smugly comes out and ignores the heavy boos as he makes his way to the ring. Garcia stops at the ring apron, then looks at all of his old friends from his stay in prison before getting into the ring.

    The referee signals for the bell and both men just charge at each other, laying in stiff punches. Vincent hits Garcia with a hard
    European Uppercut
    to which Garcia responds with hitting Vincent with a even harder
    Spinebuster
    . Garcia goes to pin Vincent only for Vincent to grab Garcia's leg, taking him down and looking to apply a
    Modified Leg Trap Camel Clutch
    but before he could get Garcia onto his stomach, Garcia manages to get out of the ring.

    Vincent charges for the opposite rope, using the momentum hit Garcia with a sliding
    Dropkick
    only for Garcia to sidestep the attempt and causing Vincent to slide out of the ring. Just as Vincent got his footing and turned around, Garcia nails him with a
    Running Yakuza Kick
    . Garcia picks Vincent up and whips Vincent towards the steps. Vincent goes over the steps hitting them hard on the way. Garcia smirks as the crowd boos loudly then makes his way over to where Vincent is laying. Garcia picks Vincent up and lays him down on a bench press exercise equipment.

    Garcia looks over the various weights before him, then adds several hundred pounds to each side. Garcia struggles to lift the weight bar up, looks at the crowd then drops it missing Vincent by inches whom had barely moved out of the way. As the weight bar crashes onto the weight bench, part of the bench breaks and causes some of the weights to fall. Vincent grabs one and nails Garcia quickly in the gut with it. Vincent looks to hit him upside the head with the weight only to be hit by a
    Low Blow
    by Garcia.

    Garcia capitalizes and hits Vincent with the
    Lights out
    dropping Vincent's head onto the standing part of the broken bench, destroying it in the process. Garcia grabs Vincent and throws him back into the ring. Garcia takes time to catch his breath and taunt the crowd. Garcia gets onto the ring apron, only to be knocked off of it by Vincent's
    Dropkick
    . Vincent charges to the opposite rope looking to hit Garcia with a
    Clan Blackbird
    through the ropes only to get stopped before going through the ropes.

    Garcia grabbed a 100 lb weight and using it to nail Vincent in the head as he was about to go through the ropes stopping Vincent from hitting Garcia with the
    Clan Blackbird
    . Half of the crowd chants “holy shit” and “that was awesome” while the other half boos Garcia. Garcia tosses the 100 lb weight aside and gets into the ring, looking to pin Vincent.

    1...
    2...


    Vincent kicked out at 2 ¾ shocking everyone including Garcia. Garcia picks Vincent up and puts him onto the top turnbuckle. Garcia climbs up and grabs Vincent looking to hit
    The SkyScraper
    only for Vincent to shift his weight and hits Garcia with a
    Crossbody
    . As the referee was about to get to 2, he is pulled out of the ring and gets hit by Drew Jolson's
    System Jolt
    . Drew then motions to the back as The Movement come from the back and hit the ring causing the crowd to boo even loudly.

    Match Result: No Contest
    Humanity hits Vincent with the Welcome to Reality which Syn follows it up and hits Vincent with The Gamble while Drew helps Garcia up. Garcia shrugs off Drew's help and tells Syn and Humanity to put Vincent back onto the turnbuckle. The Movement does so and Garcia climbs up and puts Vincent into position to hit The SkyScraper but before he jumps off of the turnbuckle he yells something to Drew. Drew gets between Garcia's legs and climbs up setting Garcia onto his shoulders.

    Garcia then yells something to The Movement and they get out of the ring, move towards the turnbuckle that Drew, Garcia and Vincent are on, climb up and lift Drew up, helping keep Garcia balanced. Garcia hits Vincent with a devastatingly hard SUPER SkyScraper. Garcia the picks Vincent back up, tells Drew to turn around then lifts Vincent up to Drew. Garcia moves and Drew nails Vincent with a SUPER System Jolt.

    Syn moves over a bit as Humanity stands on top of the turnbuckle. Garcia, Drew and Syn help give Vincent to Humanity and Humanity nails the unconscious Vincent with a SUPER River Styx Powerbomb. Garcia, Drew and Humanity then climb the turnbuckle allowing Syn to use them to hit the former Commissioner of the X Division with a SUPER Gamble. Garcia, Drew, Syn and Humanity raise their arms while the crowd boos them heavily, booing louder then the small groups that are chanting “That was awesome” and “Holy Shit” as we are shown a video package promoting Back In Business X being hosted at The Rose Bowl.




    Cameras show Danny Toner, one half of the TnT tag team, walking into the arena. He isn't dressed to wrestle, because he isn't scheduled to wrestle. He walks past some employees, who aren't paying any attention, and has a brisk pace to his movement. The cameras cannot backpedal quick enough, and Danny Toner ends up bumping into the cameraman before continuing down the hallway.

    Piers Gallagher:
    YES! Danny Toner! Love this guy!


    Langdon Trafford:
    I wonder what he's doing here. He isn't scheduled to wrestle!







    X-Championship match
    "Monarch of Shadows" Marcus Thane (c) vs. "Savant" KAIZEN vs. Alana Allure


    The bell rings and all three opponents begin to cautiously circle each other, looking for an opening or an advantage. Thane, KAIZEN and Allure all eye each other as they begin to close the gap between them. As all six eyes dart around, KAIZEN winds up and delivers a Spinning Back Fist to the side of Allure’s head! She drops to the canvas and KAIZEN and Thane begin to fire away with rapid-fire right hands to the side of their heads. KAIZEN starts to gain the advantage and pushes Thane back to the ropes. KAIZEN grabs Thane and Irish Whips him, but Thane reverses and sends him right into a Clothesline from Allure. Thane takes off and goes for a Running Enziguri, but Allure ducks it and Thane lands on his face. Thane staggers to his feet and Allure rushes up behind him and connects with a Russian Legsweep! Allure floats over and starts drilling Thane with right hand after right hand until KAIZEN nails Allure with a PK to the side of her head! KAIZEN immediately switches his attention back to Thane, stomping him several times. KAIZEN pulls Thane back to his feet and grabs him in a Rear Waistlock…GERMAN SUPLEX! NO!! Thane does a Standing Switch and he has KAIZEN in a Rear Waistlock…GERMAN SUPLEX! Thane bridges as the referee counts!
    1…
    2…
    NO! ALLURE BREAKS IT UP WITH A MOONSAULT TO THANE! Allure goes for the cover!
    1…
    2…
    NO! KICKOUT!

    Allure gets up and grabs Thane by the head, lifting him to his feet. Allure grabs Thane and Irish Whips him into the corner. Allure takes off into the corner full speed…RUNNING KNEE! TO THE CORNER!! Thane moves out of the way and Allure runs right into the corner at full speed. Thane turns around…RUNNING DROPKICK! TO ALLURE!! Thane sees KAIZEN rushing in and moves again. While KAIZEN connects with a Running Dropkick to Allure’s chest, Thane runs to the opposite corner. When KAIZEN turns around, Thane takes off…RUNNING KNEE TO KAIZEN! KAIZEN’S HEAD CONNECTS WITH ALLURE’S!! Thane grabs KAIZEN by the head and runs out of the corner…RUNNING BULLDOG! Thane goes for the cover!
    1…
    2…
    3?!
    ……
    ……
    ……
    NO! KAIZEN KICKS OUT AT 2.999999!!!

    Thane slaps the mat in frustration as he slowly gets to his feet. Thane grabs KAIZEN by the back of the head and lifts him to his feet. Allure’s still out in the corner as Thane looks at the corner she’s in and gets a sick smile on his face. Thane takes KAIZEN’s head and puts it between his legs, taking another look in the corner. Thane grabs KAIZEN and hoists him up onto his shoulders as he runs at the corner Allure’s in…DARKNESS RISING! NO!! Allure gets out of the corner and KAIZEN gets down off Thane’s shoulders! Thane turns around INTO A SHINGATA FROM KAIZEN!! Thane hits the mat as KAIZEN turns AND GETS HIT WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK FROM ALLURE!! Both KAIZEN and Allure hit the mat and the referee begins the 10 count as all three opponents struggle to get to their feet.
    1…
    2…
    3…Thane starts to move around and crawls for the ropes.
    4…Allure and KAIZEN try to make their way to their feet as they start to move around as well.
    5…Thane grabs the ropes and starts to pull himself up.
    6…KAIZEN gets to a knee.
    7…Allure pushes herself off the ground and manages to stumble to her feet and against the ropes! The referee continues counting for KAIZEN and Thane.
    8…Thane and KAIZEN are almost up as Allure looks on…
    9…Allure is almost biting her nails as KAIZEN and Thane are almost to their feet!
    10?!
    ……
    ……
    ……
    THANE AND KAIZEN ARE BACK UP TO THEIR FEET!

    The crowd cheers as all three opponents start to eye each other. KAIZEN breaks the standoff and fires off a huge right hand to Thane…THANE BLOCKS AND HITS KAIZEN WITH A RIGHT HAND OF HIS OWN! KAIZEN stumbles back and turns around…ALLURE HITS HIM WITH A HUGE RIGHT AS WELL!! Allure and Thane are volleying KAIZEN back and forth with right hands! KAIZEN continues to stumble back and forth…DOUBLE DROPKICK TO BOTH SIDES OF KAIZEN’S HEAD! KAIZEN crumples to the mat and Thane rushes Allure…RUNNING ENZIGURI TO ALLURE! Allure stumbles back against the ropes and bounces off into Thane. Thane puts Allure’s head between his legs and points at a Turnbuckle…HE’S GOING FOR DARKNESS RISING! Thane starts to lift Allure onto his shoulders…SHE SLIPS OUT! Allure grabs Thane…WHISPER IN YOUR EAR!! ALLURE HITS WHISPER IN YOUR EAR ON THANE!! Allure goes for the cover…BUT KAIZEN GRABS HER! KAIZEN lifts Allure up and puts her head between his knees…MINORU SPECIAL! KAIZEN HITS THE MINORU SPECIAL ON ALLURE AND DRIVES ALLURE’S HEAD INTO THANE’S BODY!! KAIZEN goes for the cover on Allure!
    1…
    2…
    3?!
    ……
    ……
    ……
    ……
    YES!!

    Sam McDonald:
    KAIZEN has done it! The two-time X-Champion is EXACTLY that!



    Piers Gallagher:
    And the rivalry trading of the X-title continues between KAIZEN and Marcus Thane!




    Winner by pinfall and New X-Division Champion: KAIZEN



    Backstage, the cameras show Jack of Diamonds in his locker room. He has just arrived, and places his wrestling gear bag on a wooden bench. Standing behind him is Ace of Spades, and Shannon O'Neal appears from the left side of the camera. The crowd gives a heavy groan, with a few scattered pockets of cheering fans making their sound heard through the PPV feed. Jack of Diamonds smiles, and gives Shannon a large embrace.

    Jack of Diamonds:
    Ready for tonight?


    Shannon smiles, and nods her head. She looks at Ace of Spades, gives a fist bump, which is returned. Jack of Diamonds then begins giving Shannon some advice against Gabrielle Montgomery, someone he recently faced one on one, before the door to the locker room is heard opening and footsteps interrupt the trio's interchange.

    G-Rich:
    A little late, huh? Your match against N.E.O. is in an hour, maybe an hour and 15 minutes. Listen...the winner and loser isn't important anymore. It's just about hurting these guys, making them pay. So here's what I'm thinking. Ace will...


    Jack of Diamonds:
    Stop.


    G-Rich stops, and then continues talking, outlining a plan for Ace of Spades to hide underneath the ring canvas. Jack of Diamonds again requests G-Rich to stop, this time with a sternful voice. G-Rich pauses, folds his arms and asks Jack what his problem is.

    Jack of Diamonds:
    I think...we're going to do this one straightforward.


    G-Rich gives a light, sarcastic chuckle. Jack of Diamonds turns around, continues talking to Shannon O'Neal, and has G-Rich's hand swing him around by the shoulder to re-face the Fight Night general manager.

    G-Rich:
    Listen...I'm your boss. I'm the man signing your paychecks. I'm the man who can hire or fire you. And those two, and Jason Gryphon, went against me! I want them to KNOW what it means to cross me, to trick me. You will be paid for your help. Trust me.


    Jack of Diamonds doesn't respond. Instead, he half-turns and continues looking back at G-Rich, who half-turns and says while walking out...

    "Take care of this. End it."








    Zoey Ellis vs. Saddle Sally


    Both women are in the ring ready to go. When the bell rings, they lock up and furiously attempt to gain control. Sally uses her years of experience to gain control and goes for a suplex, but Zoey manages to wiggle out of the suplex and falls behind Sally. Zoey grabs Sally by the neck then hits a facebuster! Zoey gets down on top of Sally, making the horn-dogs in the audience cheer and cat-call, as Zoey starts to punch away at Sally's face. Sally grabs a handful of Zoey's hair and pulls her face right into an elbow! Zoey grabs her face in agony as she gets off of Sally. Sally slowly gets up and grabs the hand of Zoey... half nelson wristlock! Zoey is screaming in pain as she reaches to the ropes. The referee asks her if she's ready to submit... but no! Zoey has a lot of fight left in her! She gets the crowd to cheer for her, then flings Sally over her shoulder in a throw of sorts! Just as Sally gets up from the throw, she receives a stiff dropkick from Zoey! Zoey is a house of fire right now! Zoey runs at Sally with a lariat-clothesline! Zoey covers Sally! 1...2...!? Sally kicks out just in the nick of time! The crowd boos as Zoey goes to grab Sally's hair, uh oh! Small package! 1...2...!?

    Zoey kicks out! Zoey is pissed off that Sally attempted to humiliate her. Zoey grabs Sally and hits a roundhouse kick combo! She continues the deadly combo until Zoey takes Sally all the way into the turnbuckle. Zoey beats down Sally repeatedly in the corner, kicking the crap out of Sally with her wrestling boot, until Sally is sitting on the mat. Zoey and the crowd know what time it is. Zoey rushes to the other turnbuckle and does her "Ellis" pose then runs at Sally... BRONCO BUSTER! Sally is screaming in horror and disgust as Zoey grinds her vagina into the face of Sally. Sally collapses onto the mat as Zoey hooks the leg! 1...2! Sally gets her foot onto the rope! Zoey picks up Sally, but Sally hits a jawbreaker! Zoey stumbles back as Sally runs at Zoey, shoulder suplex! Sally then locks in her well known Darkness Choke! Zoey screams in pain, but the referee points out that Sally locked in the choke where Zoey is touching the ropes! The referee starts to count and Sally holds on until four and a half, then releases Zoey! Sally smirks and mocks Zoey, then hits an elbow drop onto Zoey and hooks the leg! 1...2! Zoey manages to kick out again!

    Sally is furious that this match isn't over yet. Sally lifts Zoey, but this time Zoey is ready to end this for good. Zoey uses her speed to escape Sally's clutches, then fires back with a spinning leg lariat! Sally was taken by surprise, underestimating Zoey! Zoey surprises her again with an inverted suplex! Sally grabs her back in pain as Zoey eyes down Sally with intent! Zoey rushes up to Sally and whips her into the ropes, when Sally returns she's hit with a Samoan Drop! Sally gets up and Zoey uses her momentum to keep going with a Fireman's Carry! The crowd is wild as Zoey has taken control of the match! Zoey sees Sally slowly getting up and prepares herself... DDT! Zoey slams Sally's face hard into the mat! This is it for real, Zoey is ready to go! Zoey climbs the ropes, as Sally's back is on the mat, and Zoey executes a beautiful moonsault! The crowd is filled with flashing cameras as she lands hard onto Sally! Sally's back is on fire with pain! Zoey gets up and does her "Ellis" pose one last time as the crowd knows what time it is... Sally gets up and is hit with The Angel Dust SUPER KICK! But, Zoey's not done... Seventh Sanctum Triangle Choke! Sally passes out and the referee has to call the match in Zoey's favour!


    Winner and No. 1 contender to the FWA Women's Championship: Zoey Ellis
    “Greenback Boogie” by Ima Robot blasts over the speaker system and the crowd comes to life as Danny Toner struts out onto the stage wearing a sharp grey suit, black shirt combo. He looks good, slightly tanned, muscles bursting through the suit and his hair is, of course, perfectly in place. He has an award winning smile plastered on his face as he smoothly glides down the ramp winking at women and fist-bumping men. The crowd seem pleasantly surprised to see the unadvertised Toner. A saucy looking female ringside attendant skips over and hands Toner a microphone and in exchange receives a kiss on the cheek. Toner walks up the steps and enters the ring through the top and middle ropes. His music stops and the fans cheer. Toner holds his hand up in acknowledgement before bringing the microphone to his lips.


    Danny Toner – “FWA Universe . . . this is Trial By Fire and we are LIVE from the great city of Indianapolis, Indiana!!!”

    The crowd pop loudly at the mention of their home-state and as the camera focuses on Toner we see that he is nodding his head and smiling.

    Danny Toner – “And boy, oh boy, what a card we have in store for you tonight! We see Michael Garcia and Lord Vincent Takaab Blackbird continue their power struggle in a Prison Yard match! We have the gorgeous Saddle Sally fighting with Zoey Ellis for the number one contender status for the Women’s Championship! We have my buddy Marcus Thane defend his X-Division Championship against Alana Allure and KAIZEN!”

    The last match gets a good cheer from the Indiana crowd.

    Danny Toner – “What about the big hitters? N.E.O take on the dastardly duo of Jack of Diamonds and Ace of Spades in a Street Fight!”

    “N.E.O! N.E.O! N.E.O!” chants immediately start up but Toner motions with his hands for the crowd to calm down.

    Danny Toner – “But it gets even better! Two legends collide as Stu “The Snake” St. Clair faces off against “The Inferno” Ryan Hall in his return to Pay-Per-View!”

    The arena is positively shaking with noise at this stage.

    Danny Toner – “And what I personally think could be the show-stealer; RevELuton-”

    The crowd explode at the mention of the FWA Tag Team Champions and Toner’s smile drops for just a moment before he regains his composure and ploughing on.

    Danny Toner – “Defends against Humanity and Syn, The Movement!”


    The Movement get a bit of heat from the crowd as Toner nods his head, clearly in agreement with the crowd.

    Danny Toner – “And last but by no means least folk; the gorgeous, charismatic, hard-working guy who puts on the best god damn entertainment he can week in, week out, be it in the ring or on this microphone – I presume you all know who I’m talking about – is going ONE ON ONE with . . . NOONE! That’s right folks, I, Danny Toner, have not been deemed worthy enough to earn a place on the Trial By Fire card. Hell, I haven’t even be deemed worthy enough to get a place on the Pre-Show! In fact, the only reason I’m out here right now is because Katie, the producer, has the hots for me. Can’t say I blamer her but it’s a sorry state of affairs when a guy as talented as me has to resort to his looks to get air time.”

    The crowd seem a bit split on Toner. They all seem to think he should’ve had a match but a lot of the older men are booing Toner’s narcissistic views about himself. Toner grins at the reaction.

    Danny Toner – “Sounds like some of you agree with my plight. Some of you don’t. Ain’t no big deal, I know the people booing are just insecure messes who know that if I got anywhere near their wives they’d be spending a helluva lot of time filing for divorce papers.”

    This time the mixed reaction is far more negative with a lot of people outright booing Toner at this stage.

    Danny Toner – “Boo me? Oh you guys wanna boo me!?”

    Danny Toner drops his microphone with a thud and takes off his grey blazer, rolls it up into the ball and launches it straight into the first row of the crowd. He turns around a picks up the microphone.

    Danny Toner – “GO ON! BOO LOUDER!”

    Toner drops the microphone once again and rips off his black shirt, the buttons popping off and going flying in all directions. Danny tosses the shirt out of the ring and the crowd are a mixture of booing and hooting and hollering. Toner stands in the center of the ring, sweat glistening on his sculpted abs, chest heaving after his tantrum. He raises the microphone to his lips.

    Danny Toner – “I’d take it all off but I’d feel bad on the janitor having to mop up the mess all your lady friends leave behind.”

    The crowd flip from any jovial sense of fun they were getting from Toner momentarily losing the plot to an arena full of booing and hissing. Toner just smirks.

    Danny Toner – “Just where the hell do you people get off booing me? How freakin’ dare you? You guys are every bit as bad as G-Rich and the upper management. Three times in the last few weeks I’ve came out to this very ring and put every damn thing I had into putting on the best match possible for you guys. Three times.”

    Danny Toner makes his way to the ring ropes and jumps between the middle and top ropes to the arena floor and he begins making his way up the ramp, back to the fans.

    Danny Toner – “Three times. Twice against Randy and Ayla and once against Mr. Eyesnsane. Three times I gave it my all and three times I did what I’m doing right now. Walk up the stamp with my back to the celebrating victor.”

    Danny Toner reaches the stage and turns around facing the ring and the crowd.

    Danny Toner – “But that didn’t matter. It didn’t matter that I’d lost. It didn’t matter because people were finally realizing just how darn good Danny Toner is. James fluked out, and RevELution KNOW I should be standing here with the Tag Team Championship around my waist. I don’t know how they even have the neck to call themselves champions after what has happened between us. They aren’t even paper champions, I just out straight don’t recognize them.”

    The crowd start a “REV-EL-UTION! CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP! REV-EL-UTION!” chant and it’s loud. Shaking the rafters loud.

    Danny Toner – “Shut the hell up! You people sicken me.”

    The crowd begin booing once again but Toner cuts across.

    Danny Toner – “I SAID SHUT UP! I’VE SOMETHING TO SAY!”

    This only, as you would well imagine, serves to make the crowd intensify their volume and react even more negatively. Toner stands there emotionless and when the crowd finally realize that he’s not going anywhere until he’s said his piece, they quieten down. Toner speaks his first two words through gritted teeth.

    Danny Toner – “Thank you . . . as I said, if you were listening, it didn’t matter to me that I lost those matches. My name was out there, my merch sales were rising and you fans were coming around to the idea of Toner. You sure as hell were excited anytime I got in the ring. My stock was rising, a helluva lot of people were taking notice. I was excited for Trial By Fire. You people have to understand, this was going to be my first PPV event since I’d actually started performing. This was going to be my first PPV even where there was a bit of buzz about me. So what happens? I go into the creative meeting and they go “Sorry Danny, we ain’t got nothing for ya!” . . . Uh, what?! I’m after reviving the tag team division, popped the Crossfire Reunion Show ratings and putting on what was arguably the match of the year on Fight Night a couple of weeks ago? Are you guys crazy? You have nothing for me? Hell, you mean to say they couldn’t slot the hottest thing to hit FWA in 2014 into a pre-show, multi-man match? Freakin’ assholes.”

    Toner shakes his head in some sort of display of disbelief before continuing his tirade.

    Danny Toner – “But this was nothing new. The FWA have never been able to realize my potential; slot me into an X-Division match here, we need someone for a multi-tag here, hey there’s a new guys debuting who should he face? Give ‘em Toner. It’s just been an on-going, repetitive cycle in FWA. I’m going absolutely nowhere, no matter what I do. And you freakin’ morons made it clear tonight that you don’t support the cause of Danny Toner. I always knew the people of Indiana were ass-backwards, hick, red-neck bastards but-”

    The crowd give Toner by far the most heat he’s received all night and Toner merely shakes his head.

    Danny Toner – “LOUDER! LOUDER! Make more noise! I don’t think that Uncle Sally or Auntie Matthew can hear you back at the farm you inbred, incestuous, sons of bitches!”

    The heat is very real now and as the camera pans around the crowd you can see the anger in the fans faces.

    Danny Toner – “I’m going to give you all a present to bring in the New Year. Maybe you’ll take some sort of perverse pleasure in this – you know the kind of perverse pleasure you all give your sisters.”

    Toner seems like the way he’s going he could incite a riot and the crowd certainly seem rowdy enough.

    Danny Toner – “I’m sick of the floating around, I’m sick of the random matches and I’m sure as hell sick of the “Danny, we got nothin’ for ya pal” attitude that the management seem to possess. So this goes out to Indianapolis, FWA Senior Management and the whole damn wrestling universe . . .”

    The crowd actually quietens down slightly, they are still venomous and rapid in their dislike for Toner but they seem to want to hear what’s coming next.

    Danny Toner – “I QUUUUUIIIIIIITTTTT!”

    Toner absolutely hops his microphone off the steel ramp, shattering it and turns around and walks straight out as the Indiana crowd absolutely explodes in to a chorus of cheers and begins the traditional “NA-NA-NA-NA! NA-NA-NA-NA! HEY, HEY – GOODBYE!” chant.






    THIS IS MY TOWN!

    THIS IS MY TOWN!



    THIS IS MY TOWN!


    (It’s My Town! It’s my Town! It’s my town!)



    THIS IS MY TOWN!

    (It’s my town! It’s my town! It’s my town!)


    Hollywood Undead’s “My town” sent a party wave through the arena as the FWA tag team champions, Ayla El and “Rockstar” Randy Ramon made their way into the arena. Ramon was rocking to the music as he slapped hands with fans at ringside, while Ayla had a slightly more subdued approach.

    Baxter: Certainly a party atmosphere here tonight!



    McDonald: What do you know about a party Baxter?



    “Beyond the Coliseum” was next to play, signifying the arrival of the Movement. Synplicity was the first to come out behind the curtain, and received a chorus of boos. Syn responded by screaming at a few children at ringside as behind him Humanity, and Scott Levy, made their way on to the stage.

    Baxter: Wait a minute! Is that….wrestling legend Scott Levy?


    McDonald: It appears the Movement really are pulling out all the stops!



    FWA Tag Team Championship Match
    The RevELoution (Ayla El and Randy Ramon) vs The Movement (Syn and Humanity) w/ Scott Levy


    Humanity and Ramon started off the match for their respective teams. Collar and elbow tie up to start, with Humanity backing Ramon up to the Movement’s corner. Referee ordered for a clean break, which Humanity obliged, after making sure to get a good stiff arm to the side of Ramon’s neck. Ramon shrugged it off before heading back in for another collar and elbow tie up. This time the two danced around the ring for a moment, before Ramon began shoving him back to Ayla’ corner. The ref again called for a clean break, and this time it was Randy’s turn to obey the ref. Randy took a step back in, but Humanity took the moment to kick Ramon’s kneecap that brought Ramon down to one knee! Humanity grabbed Ramon by his long hair, pulled it all the way back, before slamming it forward at full force, planting Ramon’s face into the mat!

    Humanity wasted no time in delivering a series of elbows into the lower back of the Rockstar. With Levy at ringside shouting instructions, Humanity pulled Ramon up to his feet, tossed him into the corner of his tag team partner and tagged in Synplicity! Humanity held the palm of his hand underneath the head of the rockstar as Syn made his way into the ring and started drilling Ramon with a series of rights and lefts in his corner. Syn took a few steps back, before charging in forward with a hard body splash! Ramon staggered out of tbe corner, and Syn wasted no time sending him flying with an overhead Belly to Belly Suplex! Syn looked out to the crowd, but that decision nearly cost him as Ramon’s momentum sent him within inches of Ayla El! Ramon quickly rolled over and reached for the tag, only to be stopped a few millimeters short by Syn! Syn grabbed a hold of Ramon’s heel and hooked him into a Heel Hook Submission! After a few minutes of pure pain, Ramon made his way to the bottom rope! Yanking his opponent away from the ropes, Syn quickly reached over and tagged Humanity back into the fray.

    Syn held Ramon up while Humanity got into the ring, but at the very last second, Ramon Ramon tossed Syn, head over heels with a judo hip toss! Humanity charged Ramon with a clothesline but Ramon ducked and caught Humanity with a dropkick on the rebound! Syn charged back at Ramon with a Running Boot, but Ramon moved out of the way, and Syn sent himself over the top rope. Ramon looked over at Ayla, and then made a diving leap, only to be cut off by Humanity! Humanity grabbed Ramon by the throat, literaly tossing him into the air, attempting to toss him up into a powerbomb, but Ramon’s amazing athleticism allowed him to leap OVER Humanity, and right into his own corner to tag Ayla!

    But at the very last possible second, Syn pulled Ayla off the ring apron! Ayla responded by kicking Syn low, as Ramon looked on in disbelief! Ayla turned around and tried to get back to her corner, but Humanity came crashing into the corner, smashing Ramon, and then sent him flying back to the center of the ring with a German Suplex! Humanity looked to the outside, where Syn was still in some pain as Humanity used some basic strikes to keep Ramon down. As soon as Syn was back to normal, Humanity tagged himself out, and Syn was back in the match.

    Syn immediately grabbed Ramon, lifted him high in the air and sent him crashing into the turnbuckle back first! Syn turned around, and then sent Ramon down into the mat with a Spine Shattering Spinebuster!

    1…


    2…



    Ramon kicked out! Ramon immediately rolled to his feet, ducked a clothesline from Syn, charged towards his corner but Syn intercepted him! Ramon dangled over Syn’s shoulder, stretching out for Ayla El, who desperately trying to tag in, Ramon rolled over the shoulder, into a rollup combination!


    1..


    2..



    Kickout!


    Ramon sits up and eats a boot to the jaw!

    1..


    2…



    Ramon kicks out! Ramon sits up again, this time, Syn goes for the kick againa dn Ramon ducks, hooking the leg and pulling down!

    1…

    2…

    Syn kicks out!


    Both men get to their feet, but Ramon is the first to strike with a snap DDT! Syn is out! Ramon looks to his corner! Ayla is pleading with him for a tag! Ramon pushes himself to his feet and takes one dive forward…

    And tags in Ayla!


    Ayla comes in like a house of fire, with dropkicks for everyone! Humanity tries to slow down her momentum but he eats a hurricanrana! And then the referee pulls Ayla aside and tells her to leave the ring! Ayla argues why, and the ref explains because she wasn’t tagged in!

    Action replay: While Ramon makes the tag to Ayla, Scott Levy on the outside has the referree’s full attention!

    Ayla is livid on the outside of the ring, as she kicks the steel steps but back inside the ring, Syn has Ramon down in his own corner and is stomping a mudhole inside of him. Ramon doesn’t look good at this point, as he gasps for air. Ramon begins grasping for something, anything to hold on to to pull himself up when the ref calls for the break. Syn waits for Ramon to get up to his feet, before charging into the corner! Ramon screams out in pain, as Syn charges in and does it again! A third and final time is all Syn was looking for but Ramon moved out of the way at the very last second!

    Syn turned around, and Ramon drilled him with an Uppercut that rocked him! Then another! A third! A fourth! Syn was staggering! Ramon charged off the ropes, only to get caught with a Swinging Sidewalk Slam that Ramon countered into a Swinging DDT! The crowd went wild as Ramon was picking up steam! Humanity stormed the ring and ate a back body drop that sent him outside the ring! A swinging neckbreaker to Syn! Ramon climbed up to the top rope, and leapt off with the top rope leg drop!


    With Syn completely out of it, Ramon looked around the ring, saw Syn struggling to reach his feet, and he chanted with the crowd who knew what was coming! Ramon stomped his feet, looking for the ReMix, and just as Syn turned around, Ramon…hesitated. Not much. Just a second. A split second. And that split second was all that was needed for Syn to take advantage and drill Ramon with the Blue Thunder Bomb!

    But just as Ramon was crashing down, Ayla was able to reach in and tag Ramon’s back, making the blind tag!

    Syn covered Ramon, but didn’t realize that Ayla was on her way into the ring as she climbed the top rope and came crashing down onto Syn with a Top Rope Legdrop! Humanity came back into the ring, but she cuts him off with a Running Leg Lariat! The crowd is going wild for Ayla, as sheawaits for the two big men to get up, rolls to the apron and leaps off the ropes with a double clothesline taking both men down! Ayla rolls to her feet, beats on her chest, before looking to her left, seeing Humanity reach his feet and nailing him with a split-legged jawbreaker!’



    But her celebration was short-lived as Syn grabbed her by the throat and nearly chokeslammed her through the mat!

    Syn covered Ayla!

    1…



    2…

    Ayla got the shoulder up!

    Syn was in disbelief! He took a step back, before climbing up to the top rope and drilling Ayla with a 450 Splash! But Ayla out of the way! Syn rolled to his feet and Ayla wasted no time catching him with a Bitch Kick!

    1…


    2…



    Humanity pulled Ayla out of the ring!

    Humanity grabbed Ayla and threw her into the barricade!


    Meanwhile, Ramon came back charging Humanity! Ramon mounted his opponent and started crushing him with a barrage of rights and lefts! Ramon retreated back to his corner, as Humanity pulled himself up just in time to see Ayla re-emerge from the crowd, step up on the barricade, run the barricade and hit a flying knee to the side of Humanity’s skull! Ayla rolled back into the ring, where Syn had gotten back up! Ayla went for another Bitch Kick, Syn ducked under and picked Ayla up for a Blue Thunder Bomb! Ayla held on to the top rope, refusing to go, and instead rolled overtop of Syn into a rollup!


    1…


    2…


    Syn kicked out! Ayla rolled back and Ramon tagged himself in! Ayla reached her feet as well, and a returning Humanity charged towards her, eliminating them both with a Cactus Clothesline!


    Meanwhile, on the other side of the ring, Ramon and Syn were positioned on the top rope.Both on the outside of the ring, one on the left side of the top rope and one on the right! Syn started nailing Ramon with hard rights, but Ramon countered with one good uppercut! That uppercut caused Syn to lean in forward, over the top rope, allowing Ramon to nail some forearms to Syn’s back. With Syn weakened, Ramon simply shoved Syn off the tope rope, causing him to tumble forward! Unfortunately, when Syn tumbled forward, his back foot sbapped forward and caught Ramon on the side of the skull, dazing him. Seconds after Syn hit the canvas, Ramon slumped over the top rope himself! Back on the outside,Ayla El clotheslined Humanity back into the crowd! The referee tried to bring them back towards the ring!


    But back inside the ring, Scott Levy slid a chair into the ring and then rolled in himself! Levy looked for the referee, and then picked up the chair! Scott held the chair back, measuring his swing across the back of Ramon’s head, and then….Syn pulled the chair out of his hand?

    Levy was irate! “What the f*ck are you doing?” “I’’m not going to win like that! I refuse! I’m not going to cheat to win this match! I won’t do…”

    That was all.



    As Syn held the chair in his hands, Ramon drilled him with the Remix, sending the chair back into Syn’s jaw! Syn dropped like a bag of bricks, before the Ramon also drilled Levy with the same move!

    Ayla saw what was going on, and immediately headed back towards the ring so the referee could see Ramon make the cover!


    1..



    2…



    Humanity dives in!

    But it was too late.


    3.



    Here is your winner @ 17:45 and STILL FWA Tag Team Champions; - The RevELoution!




    Syn rolls out of the ring sweating profusely after a hard fought battle with RevELution. Syn walks to the announce table and grabs a microphone.


    Syn: Ayla.. Humanity get out of the ring Randall and I are going to finish this once and for all.

    With some encouraging from Ramon Ayla El leaves the ring and Humanity also gets out both staring up at the ring where Syn is now standing nose to nose with Randy Ramon.

    Syn: Randy this needs to come to an end this game of one-upmanship and there is only one way to end this your god damn right and so was my father. I am challenging you to a match in two weeks time but not here... no no not in front of the FWA not even in front of any fans. There is only one way to end this and it's a non sanctioned empty arena match. Not in just any arena however we need to go back to our old stomping grounds. I'm challenging you to a match at the arena that's right the JCW Arena. No Ayla no Humanity no anybody but you and me and a cameraman. I'll give you till next week to accept the challenge and if you do expect this to be the last match that ever takes place in that god forsaken arena because after I beat you I'm setting a god damn torch to the entire building with you inside if need be Randall. I've tried to be your friend I've actually taken it easy on you. But for the record Chance Fortune has shuffled off this mortal coil so when you see exactly how much of a monster I can be from now on just realize you only have yourself to blame brother.

    Syn spits on Randy Ramon and they come to blows quickly security fills the arena and separates them both and both teams are being escorted back through security. Syn and Humanity make it past the curtain and shortly after Ramon breaks free and goes chasing Syn through the back as the camera cuts back to ringside.




    KAIZEN, the "Savant" and the new X-champion, limps toward the red "EXIT" sign in the arena. He is smiling, slight grin, after the momentous win and a career-making victory against Marcus Thane and Alana Allure.

    As he continues walking, he sees Ashley 'O Ryan enter just before he leaves. KAIZEN suddenly has a resurgence of energy as he offers a handshake to the legend. Ashley stops to speak to the new champion, and once KAIZEN is finished congratulating him on a legendary career and retirement, it's Ashley who gives some news to him.


    Ashley 'O Ryan: You'll be seein' a lot more of me. Don't worry, 'lad. I'm happy to have the X-champion back where he's gonna' belong.






    North American Championship
    "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson (c) vs. James "Eyesnsane" Hughes


    The two men circle each other as the bell rings to officially get this match underway. They lock up and Hughes gets the advantage, using his strength to throw Stevenson into the turnbuckle. That doesn’t faze Drew as they lock up again, and this time he returns the favor by gaining advantage and throwing Hughes into the turnbuckle. James nods to Drew and places his arms into the air. He wants to try Drew with the test of strength. After thinking about it for a moment he complies. Both men grasp each other’s hands and go chest to chest like you’d see in the old school wrestling days. It’s extremely close with both men countering each other, which is until Stevenson is able to put an extra something into it and cause Hughes to drop to a knee. With it becoming more apparent that Drew is not going to lose this battle of strength between the two, Hughes is able to free one of his hands and stick his thumb straight into the eye of Stevenson. Hughes gets to his feet and hits the ropes, but is unsuccessful in turning the match towards his favor when Stevenson hip tosses him to the mat. Hughes gets to his feet and charges, but is met with another hip toss. Not learning his lesson, Hughes gets up and is dropped with hip toss number three, but this time Stevenson holds on and is able to grapevine the arm and straighten out the elbow to a deadly armbar. Thankfully for Hughes he was close to the ropes. He reaches the bottom rope with his legs and the referee breaks up the hold, and just in time because with the torture Stevenson was putting on the arm it was only a matter of time before Eyesane’s radius would have snapped. Hughes slithers out of the ring to get a slight breather, and shakes out his arm to try and get some feelings back into it. He turns back towards the ring apron, but not in time to see an incoming Stevenson who puts both feet into Eyesane’s face with a baseball slide. Stevenson hops up on the outside and picks Hughes up to throw him into the ring. Hughes reverses though, which is then also reversed by Stevenson, and James is sent face first into the steel ring post. The sickening thud of skull to steel lets you know that it wasn’t just a gentle love tap either. This allows Drew to roll him into the ring and makes a cover, but Hughes kicks out at two. Drew yells at ref that it was a three. With the referee distracted James is able to crawl up from behind and slam his forearm into Drew’s jewels with a vicious low blow.

    Sam McDonald:
    OUCH! That had to hurt!


    With Stevenson down belly first on the mat writhing in pain, Hughes is able to take his back. Seated on top of him he grabs Stevenson head up by the hair and follows it up with some clubbing forearms to the nose. The dominant position lets him get off five or six shots before slamming Drew’s face down to the mat. He grabs him with his arms around Stevenson belly and lifts him up, bringing him over his head for a German suplex. Hughes holds on and rolls him over…lifting him up again and slamming him down with a second German. He repeats that process and is able to throw Drew overhead for a third and final German. Hughes makes the cover, but Stevenson, like Hughes before him, is able to kick out at a two count. Hughes gets back to his feet, bringing Drew up with him. He whips him into the ropes and attempts a clothesline, but Stevenson ducks. Drew comes off the ropes and leaps into the air, but he’s caught by the eyesane one. Hughes throws him over his head and drops down with a fallaway slam. He makes another quick cover, but Stevenson once again kicks out at two. James stays on the attack without allowing Drew a chance to recuperate. He drops repeated knees down onto the ribs of Stevenson. Focusing on a total body approach instead of just one part of the body seems to be the way Hughes is going about things at the moment. He gets Drew back to his feet once again and lifts him up into the air. He drives him down head first to the mat with a brainbuster. Hughes makes a third cover of the match 1, 2, but no! Just at the last second Drew Stevenson gets a shoulder up. This last kick out has now begun to visibly frustrate Hughes.

    The challenger surfaces to an upright position. He patiently awaits the champion, who remains stoic in his rise using the ropes as a support system. The veteran James Hughes approaches, only to receive a sharp elbow to the face. He stumbles back, and Stevenson quickly pounces for a sidewalk backbreaker!!!

    Hughes is amiss, on the ground holding his lower spine. Drew Stevenson grabs him, and teases a "Final Conflict" finisher! It doesn't happen, though, as James Hughes counters with a side choke hold. As he squeezes harder, attempting to ground the champion, Stevenson twists and shoves Hughes chest first into the turnbuckle...stunned, the challenger stumbles out and "The Emerald" capitalizes with his "Final Conflict" sitout Rock Bottom finisher! He finishes the sequence with an expected leg hook, and nods his head with each count from the referee!

    ...........ONE..............TWO..............THREE!


    Winner and STILL FWA North American Champion: "The Emerald" Drew Stevenson


    Backstage shows Shannon O'Neal, the FWA Women's Champion, standing next to Katie Goldsmith. Her blond hair matches Katie's, and the two women seem comfortable with one another as the camera focuses on the Back in Business X poster in the background.

    Katie Goldsmith:
    We're just moments from the main event, the Trial By Fire champion-versus-champion match between World champ Gabrielle Montgomery and the Women's champion, this woman, Shannon O'Neal.


    Shannon O'Neal:
    And I think, at this point, the talkin' is finished. We've been talkin' for months now, ya' know? And it's time to settle this. I already said my piece. I ain't got anythin' more to say...except one thing. Gabrielle...I said it on Fight Night. I already won. Just goin' out there, challengin' ya' to this match, makes me and the entire FWA a winner. I got house money. You said I ain't ready for this match. I'll tell ya' this, I ain't scared. I'ma go in fearless to the bone, and I'ma show you and EVERYONE else that other women in the FWA are just as good as ya.







    N.E.O. (Ryan Rondo and Philip A. Jackson) vs. Jack of Diamonds and Ace of Spades


    Kicking off this match in a very unorthodox way, we start things off in the backstage area instead of the ring like how we normally do. Ryan currently has Jack up against the wall and is pummeling him to the point that he has no choice but to cover-up or be pummeled in the face repeatedly. PAJ has just kneed Ace in the midsection doubling him over as he lifts him up for a vertical suplex and falls backwards driving Ace spine first into the concrete as he arches his back in a great deal of pain.



    Grabbing Ryan by the head, Jack throws him into the nearest concession stand where he goes flying over it and into the food and drinks where it tips over onto him. Seeing that his buddy, Ace is currently holding his back in pain, Jack walks over to PAJ and clubs him in the back which causes him to stumble forwards and as he turns around, Jack throws him into the wall where he falls to the seated position. Bending over and helping Ace up to his feet, Jack turns around and is kicked right in the jaw by Ryan who quickly hooks the leg as the referee drops down to make the count.



    One…



    Two...



    Before the referee can slap the concrete for the three count, Ace breaks the count up by kicking Ryan in the back of the head which causes him to roll off of Jack holding the back of his head in pain. Walking over and stomping on Ryan repeatedly, causing him to hold his ribs in pain, Ace looks around for anything that he can use as a weapon and easily finding several items, he grabs a steel pipe and as Ryan gets up to his feet - Ace comes walking towards him looking to strike him with steel pipe but Ryan drop toe holds Ace causing him to hit face first onto a large crate that was up against the wall. Making the cover, the referee immediately drops down to make the count.



    One…



    Two...



    Thr...



    Managing to get his shoulder up just in time, Ryan quickly gets to his feet but is grabbed from behind by Jack who throws him shoulder first into a nearby pile of steel poles as they all fall on top of Ryan who covers up and lies there. Grinning from ear to ear, we suddenly hear a loud thud echo throughout the area as PAJ has just struck Jack right across the back with a steel chair which drops him immediately. As Jack rolls over onto his back, PAJ stands over him and begins to drive the chair right into his ribs repeatedly which causes Jack to hold his ribs while coughing in a tremendous amount of pain. Seeing Ace from the corner of his eye, PAJ turns around and smacks him right across the face dropping him onto his back and onto the cold, concrete floor. Having pulled himself out of the pile of steel poles, Ryan crawls out and has a small amount of blood trickling down his forehead as he pulls himself up to his feet to see that his partner has taken care of both men currently.



    Rolling over onto his stomach, Jack slowly begins to pull himself up to his feet as Ryan rushes over there to help him up even faster but not in a friendly way. With Jack up to his feet, Ryan scoops him up looking for a bodyslam but Jack manages to squirm and gets in behind Ryan. Quickly spinning Ryan around, Jack lifts Ryan and hits him with a nasty looking spine buster right onto the concrete as Ryan lies there completely motionless. Falling down on top of Ryan's lifeless body, he barely manages to lift the leg as the referee makes the count.



    One…



    Two...



    THRE...



    Before the referee can make the three count, PAJ smacks Jack across the back with the steel chair causing him to roll off of Ryan. Having gotten to his feet, Ace sneaks in behind PAJ and cracks him across the back of the head with a kendo stick causing him to immediately drop the chair while falling to the ground holding the back of his head. Getting to his feet, Ace smiles sadistically and runs in at Ryan looking to baseball swing the kendo stick right into his abdomen but Ryan ducks under it and as Ace turns around, he gets poked in the midsection with the steel chair that was used from earlier. Dropping the kendo stick and stumbling away from Ryan, Ace exits the current area that they were fighting in and heads out into the parking lot as Ryan follows him very intently.



    With Ryan and Ace now in the parking lot, Ryan smacks Ace in the back with the chair causing him to arch his back while stumbling away again. Throwing the chair down, Ryan grabs Ace by the back of his head and slams him face first into a nearby production truck. Afterwards, Ryan drags him over to the hood of the truck and begins to drag him on top of the hood as Ace follows. As both men are standing on top of the hood of the production truck, Ace quickly slams Ryan headfirst into the truck causing him to fall to the seated position while holding the back of his head. Not giving Ryan any time to recuperate, Ace climbs on top of the production truck and drags Ryan up to the top with him by his hair. As both men are now standing on top of the production truck, they begin trading punches. With Ace beginning to get the upper hand, Ryan kicks him in the midsection and then stuffs his head in between his legs. With Ryan looking down, we see a dumpster right next to the production truck as he smiles and lifts Ace up for a Powerbomb, however, instead of power bombing him off of the production truck alone, he turns it into a seated power bomb as he and Ace go crashing down into the dumpster from off of the production truck, both men lying there completely motionless as all of these fans are in shock and are screaming "Holy shit" and "this is awesome" repeatedly at the wonderful action that has taken place in this street fight.



    Having been fighting in the back still, PAJ has Jack up against a nearby car as both men are wearing the Crimson mask. Rearing back and knife edge chopping Jack in the chest as hard as he can, PAJ can see the intense pain expressed on the face of Jack as he holds his chest in pain. Dropping to a knee, Jack hits a low blow causing PAJ to hold his groin in a great deal of pain. Getting back to his feet very slowly, Jack grabs PAJ by the back of his head and rolls him on the hood of the car that they have been fighting up against. Climbing on top of the hood with him, Jack places PAJ's head underneath his arm and then swings him outwards hitting the Blood Diamond driving PAJ's head on to the windshield as it cracks and we can see blood running down it. With many fans covering their mouth's in complete shock, Jack drapes his arm over PAJ as the referee smacks the hood of the car to make the count.



    One…



    Two...



    THREE!!!



    Winners: Jack of Diamonds and Ace of Spades!!!


    With the referee signaling for the bell, Jack rolls off of PAJ and off of the hood of the car hitting the cold, concrete ground below him. Grabbing Jack by his wrist, the referee raises his arm into the air as they have won this brutal match up.

    Langdon Trafford:
    Finally...it ends. Finally. We need a doctor. Immediately.


    EMTs rush out to tend to Phillip A. Jackson, Ryan Rondo and Ace of Spades. Jack of Diamonds even falls to a seated position, needing assistance. However, G-Rich emerges from off camera and stops the EMTs. A buzzing of boos is heard from the crowd as G-Rich has a steel chair in hand. He looks down at Phillip A. Jackson and is about to swing it down like a club into his face...when Jack of Diamonds grabs the chair above G-Rich's head and yanks it from his hands. Jack wipes blood from his face, and stares back to G-Rich before shaking his head with a "No."

    Piers Gallagher:
    Jack...why, Jack?!


    Sam McDonald:
    Because he's seen enough! He's had enough of this!


    G-Rich orders Jack of Diamonds to give the chair back to him...and Jack shakes his head and leaves the arena with the chair, but not before saying.

    "This is only about you. This has nothing to do with me. NOTHING!"


    When G-Rich turns around, Phillip A. Jackson musters all the energy he has to pull himself up as the bloody mess he is and land a superkick to the chest...knocking G-Rich's wind out of his chest! The crowd explodes with cheers as G-Rich is laying down on the ground, with no progress made in his war with N.E.O.

    ----------------------------




    "Rockstar" Randy Ramon is shown running through the hallways, obviously searching for Syn after what happened to end their tag team title match...

    Sam McDonald: Randy Ramon is still chasing Syn?!

    As Randy turns a corner...the camera catches up a good 10 steps behind. About five seconds pass before the camera makes the same turn...but instead of seeing Randy upright, he's laying on the ground with Danny Toner on top of him!!!

    Langdon Trafford: Danny Toner and TnT just won't let it go! He REFUSES to let go the tag team title losses!

    Piers Gallagher: Nor should he! It was a controversial ending, and he and Marcus Thane should face the champs again!

    Danny Toner continues the beatdown of "Rockstar." He has an obvious advantage as he continues stomping and pummeling him, and taunts him with a furious look of exasperation. Security personnel push Toner back from the hurting tag team champion, but the damage has been done.

    Langdon Trafford: RevELution remains the FWA Tag Team Champions, but an old challenger is already staking his claim for the next shot!





    Stu "The Snake" St. Clair vs. "The Inferno" Ryan Hall


    The match starts and they start the matching trading blows. Hall picks Stu and launches him into the nearest corner. Being so close, Stu doesn't have time to turn and hits the turnbuckles with his sternum so hard it bounces him right back out. Hall is waiting and hits and atomic drop! Stu stomps away, wincing in pain, he turns and Hall follows up with a stiff clothesline that puts Stu on his back. Hall follows up by dropping a quick elbow to keep Stu on the mat. Standing a little slower, showing signs of ware after the beating he's taken so far, Hall climbs to the top turnbuckle. Stu, still shaking out a few stars, manages to get to his feet. Hall comes off the top rope and hits flying clothesline! He quickly grabs a leg and going for the cover afterward.

    Langdon:
    HERE IT IS! END OF THE MATCH! ONE... TWO...

    Stu kicks out! Hall only scores a near-fall!

    Baxter:
    Dang it! Next time.

    Hall is up before Stu and helps him up the rest of the way, Hall then Irish Whips Stu into the corner. Hall follows him in, but decides to lay in a couple shots instead of hitting something high-impact. After a series of stiff punches, Hall positions Stu on the top rope. Hall climbs to the middle and Stu begins to fight back. Hall absorbs a few of the shots then fires an elbow into Stu's temple. This stuns The Snake long enough for Hall to position him for a powerbomb.

    Langdon:
    Okay, HERE IT IS, I'm calling it right now. Straight To Hell, for the win.

    Piers:
    I'll take that BET. I say Stu turns it around and it backfires. Five bucks.

    Langdon:
    YOU'RE ON!

    McDonald:
    Well, I'm not a BETTING man, but I can't deny that Hall has Stu right where he wants him.

    As Hall slings his challenger up, Stu again begins to fire in a few punches. They don't seem to affect him. Hall slings Stu down!

    Langdon:
    STRAIGHT TO HELL! Pay up!

    Piers:
    I haven't seen the "for the win" part yet!

    Hall stares down at the seemingly broken Stu. Hall slings sweat and blood behind him as he flips the hair out of his face. Wiping some blood from his eyes, Hall then drops to the mat and climbs over the top rope to the floor. Hall grabs a handful of Stu's hair and a handful o his pants. Hall then charges toward the ringpost, running Stu into it headfirst like a battering ram! The Snake is busted open. When Hall turns back around, Stu jumps onto him! Like a small lizard, Stu seems to crawl over the large body of Hall. Finally getting on his back, pulling him to the mat and locking in the sleeper hold!

    Piers:
    Pay up!

    Langdon:
    NO!

    Hall struggles as the ref continues to check on him. Of course Hall refuses to give up. He uses all his strength to flip and flop, but Stu is squeezing the life from Hall. Hall uses the ropes and every bit of strength he has left to pull himself and Stu up off the mat. Stu doesn't release the hold, but that doesn't seem to bother Hall anymore than it already has.

    Baxter:
    Love him or hate him, Ryan Hall is an impressive specimen.

    Hall wastes no more time, he half-hops before falling backward. Landing on top of Stu which forces The Snake to break the hold. Hall rolls off Stu and the two lay in the center of the ring

    Langdon:
    I'd hate to see this end in a no contest.

    The referee gets to seven and Hall sits up. At eight, so does Stu. By nine, both men have gotten up on their wobbly legs and the ref stops the count. Hall and Stu just start to throw punches. Nothing fancy at all. Shot for shot the men fire back and forth, neither giving ground, neither going down. A stiff shot from Stu puts Hall on a knee, but he quickly stands and uses that momentum to hit Stu with the same result. Hall tries to follow up, but the swing is wide and sloppy. Stu ducks and Hall spins. Stu jumps and hits a hard side headbutt on Hall that knocks him to the mat. Stu looks out over the crowd, but his smile - sick or not - is gone. It's replaced with a frustrated scowl and a lot of blood, blood that belonged to himself and Hall. Hall didn't look much better, his eyes were wide, but he was unresponsive, the headbutt had to ring a few bells. Stu leans over to capitalize, BUT HALL ROLLS HIM UP INTO A SCHOOL BOY! The ref slides in and counts one... two... thr-KICKOUT! Hall jumps up as if he'd won. The ref is shaking his head and quickly informs Hall that it was only a near-fall. Hall shakes his head and jaws at the referee, who is visibly intimidated by the bloody behemoth - he shoves the ref into the corner and continues to rip him a new asshole. Slapping his hands and telling the man that it was a slow count, ordering the ref to count faster next time or he'll pay for it. Satisfied that he'd got his point across Hall turns back toward Stu... Stu kicks Hall in the midsection and quickly hits Gutbuster! Stu covers...

    Langdon:
    One... Two... NO!

    Hall kicks out. He comes off the mat and tackles Stu. Raining down lefts and rights. Hall digs his elbow into Stu's cut on his forehead. Opening it up further. Again, there is a collective "Ewwwwwwww" as Hall licks a little of Stu's blood off his forearm. Hall spits it back in Stu's face. Then slaps The Snake like an abusive father before standing and throwing his arms up to the crowd. Hall points to himself shouting: "NO ONE CAN BEAT ME! I'M THE BIGGEST! I'M THE BADDEST! I'M THE-" Stu goes apeshit behind Hall as Hall goes on his tirade. This results in an interruption in the form of Stu hopping onto Hall's back, twisting his body around Hall's neck and taking a big bite off of Hall's forehead. Yes, off. Stu spits a small chunk of flesh onto the mat before bringing Hall down with a bulldog! Incensed, Hall jumps back to his feet and goes on the attack. Stu slides under his legs, grabs Hall's head and hits DDT! Stu quickly covers, but again, only gets two. Hall rolls out under the bottom rope and cocks his fist at the camera that is right behind him. The cameraman falls over and the director quickly switches to another angle. Hall composes himself as Stu hops to the top rope. Stu dives and drops an elbow onto Hall's head! Hall falls backward into the announcer's table. Stu hops onto the apron, then again onto the top rope. Hall shakes out the stars, but he doesn't do it fast enough! Stu launches off one more time, he catches Hall's head and puts his back through the table!

    McDonald:
    Stu St. Clair has gone into his bag of tricks and pulled out some sort of modified bulldog that he performed off the top rope. End result? Ryan Hall is down and our table is in splinters!

    The referee, who has been counting this whole time - having reset each time Stu decided to dive - is now at five. Stu pulls Hall up and rolls him into the ring. He picks up Hall and sets him up for another DDT, but Hall fights. Using everything he has left, Hall grabs Stu and pulls him up into a Piledriver position. This is quickly adjusted to put Stu vertical, before Hall hits hims with Inferno Cutter! Hall just falls to his back after hitting the maneuver.

    Langdon:
    COVER HIM!

    Stu's arms flail a little on the mat. Showing the same signs of life that a fish does on a pier. Hall slowly sits up, resting on his elbow, watching Stu's movements. Using the ropes, Hall pulls himself to his feet. He picks up Stu and throws him into the ropes. Hall reaches out to follow up, upon Stu's return, but Stu stops short! Another kick to the gut and another DDT! Stu rolls himself on top of Hall as the ref counts: One... Two... Three!



    Winner: Stu St. Clair




    Announcer:
    Ladies and Gentlemen, Ashley...O'...Ryyyyyan!!!!!!

    The crowd pops at the sudden arrival of everyone's favorite Irishman. He makes his way down to the ring, in a sleek charcoal coloured suit and black shirt. He smiles as he enters the ring, looking out to the crowd. Waiting for him in the ring, in a little black dress and matching pumps is Lucy Pinder. She hands Ashley one of the two microphones she is holding.

    Lucy:
    Ashley -


    The crowd excitedly and expectedly chants Ashley's name, which causes a sneaky smile to form in the corner of Ashley's mouth.


    Lucy Pinder:
    Ashley, a few weeks back you retired in what some have said is a contender for the match of the year. For someone who has retired though, you haven't exactly gone off on some tropical cruise.


    Ashley:
    Ah the cruise can wait. First off, we never really 'ad the pleasure before Lucy, so, this really is me pleasure. The match of the year thing is a noice possible feather in that cap, but I can't really comment on that at the moment. Wot I can 'owever comment on is the state of the FWA.
    Now I've been around fer a long while now. I've seen the FWA in it's strongest and it's weakest. Now, late last week I was invited to FWA HQ to go over a few things. The usual, some dvd and merch ideas, advertising, film, etc etc.


    Lucy Pinder:
    So we should expect more Ashley O'Ryan merch?


    Ashley:
    Lucy...I wouldn't come out 'ere to pimp me own t-shirt. No, this was merch and dvd's fer the entire roster. Present, and past.


    Lucy Pinder
    :
    Well that is certainly ex-


    Ashley:
    Not done...See while they were going through all the current roster the conversation came to a very very interesting seque. Do you know 'ow many active wrestlers are on the current FWA roster?


    Lucy Pinder:
    I honestly can not say for certain.


    Ashley:
    32. 24 men and 8 women. Now, that is great. The FWA is strong. The problem 'owever is when you start to get to many people, it runs into a very dangerous situation. The time to talent ratio. 'ow do you properly allow all of this talent to show what it can do? To grow and bloom? 'ow do you divide that time to allow a fair FWA experience fer both the wrestlers, and the fans?
    When I was invited to FWA HQ it was with an alternative agenda on their parts. See, they showed me the solution to that very people. By the end, it came down to one question. I said yes without a second thought.


    Lucy Pinder:
    Well? What was the question?


    Ashley:
    Would you loik to be General Manager?

    A restrained silence falls over the crowd after a legendary explosion of cheers.


    Lucy Pinder:
    Are you saying you are the new GM of Fight Night??


    Ashley shakes his head no. Lucy appears confused, and a buzzing sound hushes the crowd to waiting on pins and needles. A small cheer is heard from those who have caught on...but it's quite faint and miniscule.


    Ashley:
    Crossfire!


    The crowd reaction is pure electricity. Ashley looks out to the crowd, a grin on his face.


    Ashley:
    That's roit, boys and girls, Foit Noit just got the competition it bloody well deserves! Crossfire is back, and I'm steering the bloomin' ship!






    Main Event
    Champion versus Champion
    Trial By Fire inferno match
    Gabrielle Montgomery (FWA World Champion) vs. Shannon O'Neal (FWA Women's Champion



    Surrounding the ring was some very hot, intense flames which rose up from the sides of the ring every few seconds and then lowered back down. Standing in the ring was both Gabrielle and Shannon who waited for the referee to signal for the bell and as he did so; this match is officially underway.



    Walking around each other, both women wanted to get a feel for the other. As the fans are already incredibly invested into this match up as they have been waiting for quite some time, both women embrace in a collar and elbow tie up as Gabrielle tries pushing Shannon back into the flames but Shannon manages to stop herself before ever getting close. Seeing that Shannon had to stop her self, Gabrielle uses this time to run in looking for a clothesline but Shannon ducks underneath it and reaches back grabbing Gabrielle by the neck and falling onto her back hitting a neck breaker causing Gabrielle to hold her neck in pain. Getting onto her knees quickly, Shannon looks to push Gabrielle into the flames but Gabrielle grabs a hold of the bottom rope and pushes away from the flames as they shoot up. Getting very close to being burnt, Gabrielle throws a back elbow right into the face of Shannon causing her to fall on to her butt while holding her face in pain. Quickly rolling away from the flames, Gabrielle climbs to her feet as Shannon follows as well. Walking in tour words Gabrielle, the FWA Champion kicks Shannon in the midsection doubling her over, lacing Shannon's head underneath her arm, Gabrielle falls onto her back hitting a DDT which drives Shannon's head into the canvas as the flames shoot up at the exact same time.



    Grabbing Shannon by her hair, Gabrielle now tries to push Shannon into the flames. Grabbing a hold of the bottom rope just like Gabrielle did, Shannon pushes away from the flames with all of her might as both women are incredibly sweaty from the heat that continues to rise up from the sides of the ring. With Gabrielle pushing Shannon ever so closely to the flame, Shannon screams out and manages to elbow Gabrielle right in the jaw causing her to clutch her jaw which gives Shannon enough time to roll away from the flames.



    Crawling away from the flame, Gabrielle reaches out and grabs Shannon by her left foot. Rolling onto her back, Shannon kicks Gabrielle right in the face dropping her onto her back as Shannon quickly climbs to her feet and waits for Gabrielle to get up. Upon getting up to her feet, Shannon runs in and hits a flying clothesline taking Gabrielle off of her feet. Quickly getting back to her feet again, Shannon sees this and hits another flying clothesline taking Gabrielle off of her feet a second time. Having gained a ton of momentum, she lets out a scream and then walks over to where Gabrielle is and grabs a hold of the top rope placing her foot on the lower back region of Gabrielle and once again tries pushing her into the flames. Really using all of her weight, Gabrielle is holding on for dear life as Shannon eventually stops and begins stomping on Gabrielle repeatedly to weaken her. Bending down and grabbing Gabrielle by her long, dark hair, Shannon Irish whips her into the ropes and as a Gabrielle comes back, Shannon lifts her up a tilt a whirl back breaker causing Gabrielle to arch her back in a great deal of pain as Shannon looks to be in complete control right now.



    Grinning from ear to ear, Shannon rolls Gabrielle onto her stomach and stomps on her lower back region repeatedly. Stepping over Gabrielle afterwords, Shannon place is Gabrielle's arms over her knees and applies a camel clutch really pulling back causing much pain to the back of Gabrielle who screams out in a great deal of pain. Sitting down on Gabrielle's back, Shannon pulls back even farther as Gabrielle can be heard screaming in pain but there is nothing that the referee can do because you cannot surrender in this match up nor would Gabrielle anyway. After several moments of being locked in the camel clutch, Shannon releases the hold and jumps into the air driving all of her weight into the lower back of Gabrielle causing her to lie on the canvas not moving an inch at this moment.



    Stepping off of Gabrielle and bending down to pick her up to her feet, Shannon picks her up over her shoulder and backs up looking to hit an Oklahoma slam, however, Gabrielle manages to slip free getting in behind Shannon as she quickly wraps her arms around Shannon's waist and throws her backwards with a huge German suplex causing the flames to explode upwards at the exact same time that Shannon hits the canvas with tremendous authority. Instead of rolling Shannon towards the flames, Gabrielle picks Shannon up to her feet and as she steps backwards, she runs in looking to clothesline Shannon over the top rope but instead; Shannon ducks down and back body drops Gabrielle over the top rope and out onto the floor as she barely escapes the flames.



    After regrouping, Shannon looks around and sees that Gabrielle is getting up slowly, taking off and heading the ropes, Shannon runs and suicide dives through the middle ropes putting Gabrielle down onto the ground as the fans are screaming and cheering "Holy shit" repeatedly as Shannon almost put herself in a position to lose but managed to escape the flames as well. With both women lying on the ground, Shannon is the first to get up followed by Gabrielle who gets up next. Trading punches, Shannon begins to get the upper hand and after the fourth punch, Gabrielle ducks under it and shoves Shannon from behind pushing her into the steel post which causes her to fly backwards hitting the ground while holding her shoulder in pain. Showing some great resilience, Shannon is using the barricade to pull herself up to her feet and as Gabrielle walks in with a limp, the fans are beginning to get behind Shannon who is showing a lot of heart in this match up.



    Grabbing a handful of Shannon's hair, Gabrielle tries shoving her face first into the flames but Shannon back kicks Gabrielle in the midsection and then turns around clotheslining Gabrielle over the barricade and into the crowd where the fans scatter a little bit while screaming and cheering at this incredible match up. Climbing on top of the barricade, Shannon looks out at the crowd and winks at them before jumping off with an elbow drop right onto the busty chest of the champion who lies there unconscious. Lying there for a moment to catch her breath, Shannon slowly gets to her feet picking Gabrielle up with her. Looking to Irish went Gabrielle into the barricade, Gabrielle reverses it and uses all of her momentum to throw Shannon not only into the barricade but over it as well as Shannon flies over the barricade hitting the ground below.



    Climbing over the barricade slowly, Shannon has crawled away as Gabrielle walks in behind her grabbing another handful of her hair looking to shove her face first into the flames once again. Managing to fight away, again, Gabrielle looks a bit frustrated as she picks Shannon up to her feet and from out of nowhere, Shannon hits a dropkick which shoves Gabrielle back into the side of the ring as she hits the steel post and we realize that her left shoulder is caught on fire.

    Langdon Trafford:
    SHANNON WON! SHANNON O'NEAL WON!


    Sam McDonald:
    I...I don..


    Langdon Trafford:
    What have we witnessed?


    The entire crowd receives a very dark hush, sort of a euphoric one, as the announcing team goes softly quiet.



    Winner: Shannon O'Neal



    With the referee signaling for the bell, several EMT's immediately rush out there with fire extinguishers and put the flames out before they can hurt Gabrielle. Falling down onto her back, Shannon can't believe that she has just won this match up but it becomes reality when the ring announcer is heard announcing it.

    Harry Baxter:
    Shannon O'Neal just beat the World Champion!


    Shannon O'Neal receives her FWA Women's Championship, which she looks at as if it's the greatest prize in the world. Gabrielle Montgomery receives her FWA World Championship and looks at it in a way as if it lost some of its luster.

    Langdon Trafford:
    I'm...I'm in shock. Folks...we're out of time tonight! We'll see you on Fight Night, for the live draft special!!!


    Gabrielle and Shannon, each with wide-open eyes, glare at one another. Gabrielle's shocked face turns into a growl, a snickering evil groaning look while Shannon O'Neal softly smiles as more of an accepting and bashful expression.
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    Forgot my segment but no worries I can do it on the forum
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    Forgot my segment but no worries I can do it on the forum
    I forgot. It's edited and everything is changed to make sense.


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    Re: Trial By Fire 2015 results

    Awesome show...many thanks to all involved. CROSSFIRE!

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    Great show, wasn't exactly what I was expecting with Toner but whatever.

    Shannon winning has opened a realm of possibilities And of course Crossfire ftw

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    For a bit of future clarification, the three-quarter facelock to a Russian Leg Sweep isn't a submission. It's Stardust's Dark Matter.

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    Re: Trial By Fire 2015 results

    Congratz to all of the winners

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    Damn, brutal tag match! Just proves The Movement's definitely a match for RevELution!

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    That. Was. Awesome.
    Great job by everyone involved in getting this up it looks great, some big surprises for sure. Big win for Shannon and optimistic about Crossfire for sure!




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    Great show, wasn't exactly what I was expecting with Toner but whatever.

    Shannon winning has opened a realm of possibilities And of course Crossfire ftw

    I dropped the ball here brother on getting your segment in. I haven't been on for a bit. Edited it in now.


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    It's cool Shake it worked out either way!!

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    Re: Trial By Fire 2015 results

    Here's the skinny everyone - up next is the awards show.

    We are also planning on doing a LIVE draft for Crossfire and Fight Night. How we'll work it is by updating a thread every few mins with a small segment from Ashley or the FN GM on making their pick. We'll have a live discussion thread up at the same time too for people to discuss.


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    Any idea when the draft will be?

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    We are trying to find a time that we can have as much activity as possible on. It might be this weekend, it might be this monday, who knows.

    Again, we are trying our best to accommodate everyone. If people could let us know times that would be cool.

    The awards show goes up first however.


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    Re: Trial By Fire 2015 results

    So impressed by this show, so excited for the future with CrossFire! 2015 is going to be a good year for the FWA I can feel it! Congrats to all the winners, this PPV had a lot of close matches and strong performances.

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    Amazing show! Shannon's big win over Gabrielle is definitely going to take her places! Congrats to all the winners and thanks to all the writers and mods for making this happen!

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    ill get the grade averages up some point soon for anybody who might be wondering.


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    Stunned when I saw the grades come in. Never expected to win. Great promo, ETE. Could've gone either way.


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    Dios mio! Crossfire is back! This fire still burns!
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