[Turmoil] - July 8th, 2010 Options

[Jesus of Suburbi...]

The camera turns on as the crowd comes alive for Thursday Night's Turmoil from the MGM Grand Arena in Las Vegas Nevada. Alive N' Outta Control by Poppa Roach pumps through the P.A. system as the fireworks blast in a dazzling display of light and sound. After this, the camera pans over those in attendance. Several immediately get their signs up, and noticed while others just stand and cheer. The shot eventually makes it's way to the commentary team of Mike Tenay and Jim Ross.

Mike Tenay - P.C.W. Commentator
"Hello, I'm Mike Tenay, and welcome to Thursday Night Turmoil, brought to you by P.C.W. We're here in Sin City tonight at the MGM Grand Arena, and Jim, it's looking to be quite a show."

Jim Ross - P.C.W. Commentator
"It's one of the larger shows to date, as we have jam packed this show with entertainment. We start off the night with a show casing of younger talent."

Mike Tenay - P.C.W. Commentator
"Yes we do Jim. Bryan Danielson, Chris Hero, and Joey Matthews will all face off in a triple threat match, and it's coming up in just a moment."

[It was a rough opening to the show and everybody seemed on edge this night. The show had just starte with a bang and everybody was getting excited for what was to come next. As the show would progress we would be taken backstage to where Joey Mercury who is preparing for his upcoming match which was next, Joey was pacing himself backstage when he would stop to look up and see a man standing in front of him. He shrugs and then shakes his head as he folds his arm in an annoyed way. The camera went a little wider to show it wa one half of the tag team champions CM Punk! Punk had one hand through his beard and another holding his tag team championship.]

CM PUNK || COMATOSE
"How are you feeling Joey? I'm quite happy I got to run into you before your match up."

JOEY MATTHEWS || THE FALLEN ROCKSTAR
"Ya'know what? I can't say that I am too bad, but what's it to you?"

[Joey shrugs his shoulders, looking on at Punk, not knowing what to think with his standing right in front of him.]

CM PUNK || COMATOSE
"Not to bad? The so called PCW rockstar isn't at his highest peak oh happiness? That's what it is to me Joey. I have been asking around looking for people to save just like I aske Daizee Haze and plenty others and you happened to be next on my list of people. Not going to sugarcoat this but those fans you defend are embarrassed to have a hero that has to be an overdosing slug like yourself. I see something special in you Joey that nobody else sees that has you standing out more than the Verduns and the Zack Ryder of this place. Not to mention with Matt finding the errors in his past weak points; I can be sure to create purity in the world of PCW. How is you not being stoope down to the bottom feeders of his place starting to feel now?"

JOEY MATTHEWS || THE FALLEN ROCKSTAR
"Look Punk, before you go and get to far ahead of yourself, I do not need purity, and I certaintly do not need saving. If you want to save someone, you are looking at the wrong man in me, because I am fine. On the other hand though, look at half the locker room. They're the ones who do need saving, so go and preach them instead of doing it to me. Those fans out there are not embarrased to have me around, and I can garuntee that. I put on a show for them, one hell of one to be exact, and I never fall down without a fight.. That's why I have more fans then you Punk. Is that all Punk? Is that all you were trying to do? Give me purity? Give me hope for the future?"

[Punk then gives Joey Matthews a card as he knows that this is a contact that Punk can be reached by as he says with a sinister smile.]

CM PUNK || COMATOSE
"I hope I'll be hearing from you."

[Punk walks off leaving Joey to nsit there looking at the card thinking how much of a crazy man Punk seems at the moment, But who knows?


JOEY MATTHEWS || THE FALLEN ROCKSTAR
"Heh... In your dreams!"

[Joey shakes his head side to side, beginning to laugh slightly at the sheer fact that Punk thinks Joey will side with him. Joey of course thinks that Punk is out of his mind. Joey looks down at the Card that Punk had just given Joey. He once more shakes his head and throws it on the ground behind him, knowing that he wouldn't use it. This now ends the scene.]

Triple Threat Match
Bryan Danielson vs. Chris Hero vs. Joey Matthews

Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen, the opening contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Aberdeen, Washington...weighing in at 190 pounds...he is the "AMERICAN..DRAGON!" ....BRYAN....DANIELSON!!!

Soon as his theme song began to play, Bryan made his way outside the backstage curtains and then slowly began to make his way down the steel ramp. A right hand was thrown into the air, and the fans of Vegas were cheering him on! This was a good place to be for Danielson, and he'd quickly make his way into the ring. He wore his robe, and had the hood on up. After running towards the turnbuckle, Bryan jumped on up and raised his hand in the air again for the fans. He removed his hood and began to stand there, waiting on his opponents. He slowly began to disrobe, and threw it to the ground.


Tony Chimel: .. Introducing next, from Metropolis ... weighing in at 255 pounds...... ladies and gentleman .. he is .. CHRIS .. HEEEROOO!

And then another theme song was played as the fans listened on up. Chris Hero made his way on out to a mixed reaction to the Las Vegas crowd. And sure enough, Hero was headed towards the ring. He slipped on inside the ring and popped up to a stand. And then, Hero would go to his own turnbuckle corner. He pointed to Bryan who was on his turnbuckle post as well. Both men stopped instantly, when another theme music was beginning to play.

Tony Chimel: And introducing last, from Fairfax, Virginia, weighing in at two-hundred, seven pounds ... JOEEY ... MERCURY!

Last but certainly not least, was none other than Joey Mercury! The fans grew to excitement as well for the young warrior! He slowly began to make his way down to the ring, playing to the fans. After slapping a few hands of the fans, he slipped on into the ring. Both of his opponents looked at him, and he stood there with a smile on his face. Both men jumped down and hit the ring. They all began circling the ring, and soon enough it was time to start the match.


DING DING DING!

And soon enough, the match was underway. All three men didn't know what to do at first, but Bryan Danielson and Chris Hero decided to switch on up for a minute. Both men looked on over towards Matthews and decided to attack him! They charged him and began to throw punches and elbows into him, till he was down and on his knees. Danielson began to circle around his opponent, and then kicked Joey Matthews in the back of the neck. Seeing Matthews fall to the ground, Hero decided to take advantage of this and bounced off the ring ropes. Upon his return, he jumped and kicked Danielson in the back, causing him to stumble forward and fall into the canvas. Hero quickly attempted to pin Matthews! '1 .. 2 .. NO! There was a super kick out moment from Matthews. Hero looked around and began to complain to the referee that he didn't count fast enough. He slowly pulled himself up to a stand, and would run towards the ring ropes. He ran forward, but Matthews turned over and spread out as Hero jumped over him. When Hero hit the others ropes, Danielson struck quickly and tried to pull at Hero's legs. When he did, Hero caught his footing and turned to kick at Danielson who ducked and backed on up. Hero turned around and charged after Matthews who jumped over Hero's head. When Hero hit the ropes and came back for the third time, Matthews caught him with a european uppercut! He dropped his opponent down and the fans began to cheer for him. Matthews turned around and there was Danielson leaping from the ring ropes! He soon found himself diving his head straight into Matthews, causing him to trip on over Hero and fall outside the ring! Danielson took his time to grab a hold of the ring ropes near Hero. He jumped up into the air, and bounced off the ring ropes backwards performing a moonsault! Ahhh .. NO! Hero managed to roll off to the side, causing Danielson to fall splat on the mat, hurting those ribs of his! He rolled around for a minute, and was lifted up by Hero. Hero lifted his opponent up and maneuvered him into a scoop slam! Hero would go and bounce off the ring ropes. After his return, he would super leap into the air .. performing somewhat of a splash onto his opponent! After doing so, he attempted to cover him for the win! '1 .. 2 .. MATTHEWS FOR THE SAVE! He quickly lifted Hero on up for a full nelson. And before you knew it, Hero was lifted on up and dropped down into a Full Nelson slam! Matthews then went to pick up Danielson, and would instantly pull the same move on him as well! Matthews was going on a roll! He moved into the center of the ring and raised both hands into the air, causing the fans to go wild! He turned around and went to go and try to decide which one to pin! He dropped down on Hero, and covered him. '1 .. 2 .. KICK OUT! After kicking out, he turned and focused on Danielson! He dropped down and attempted to pin him as well. '1 .. 2 .. NO! Matthews was getting frustrated and it caused for desperate measures. He went to grab Danielson, and pulled him into the turnbuckle. He made sure he backed on up first, and tried to pull him on up. It wasn't happening, as soon as Danielson was half up .. he began to halt himself. He began to kick his opponent in the abdomen, and then back flipped on off to the canvas. Danielson quickly ran up, throwing his legs forward and grasping a hold of Matthews neck. He pulled him backwards and sent him into the middle of the ring! Danielson quickly stood up and noticed Hero was up to a stand as well. Both men ran forward, and hit one another with a clothesline! After hitting the ground, it was Hero who was laid on top of Matthews. The referee slid in there and attempted to count this to end it.

1 .. !

2 .. !!

Nada! Matthews managed to throw his shoulder up and saved the match up for himself! After doing so, he slowly attempted to come to a stand while the other two were down. And with this he moved towards the turnbuckle. He climbed up the turnbuckle, and then threw his arm up for the crowd. He looked down and performed a signature past move, where he'd take snapshots of his opponent. And with it, Matthews jumped off the turnbuckle for an Elbow Drop! It was directed at Danielson, and it connected! He stood up and noticed Hero trying to get to his feet. Matthews moved forward to grab at him, but Hero raked the eyes .. causing Matthews to stumble back and turn the other way. Hero took his momentum turn and used it to his advantage by tossing ol Matthews on over the ring ropes! Hero turned and was now facing a standing Danielson. Both men began to walk around the ring, keeping their eyes on each other. And after a while of doing so, the both of them would grapple up! Danielson kicked Hero in the abdomen, and caused him to stumble on over. And he quickly turned this into something of a head lock on Hero. After putting some pressure on it, Danielson looked up to see Matthews running forward with a big boot to his face! He was kicked in the head, and flew back onto the canvas, causing him to roll under the ropes and hang off the canvas to get his head together. All the meanwhile, Matthews was up and ready. He got the fans into the match, and lifted Hero on up to his feet. A quick STO was performed, and Matthews tried to hype the crowd into the match some more! They began to grow wild, and Matthews decided to take this one and stuff it in the bag! While Hero was coming up to a stand slowly? Matthews decided to capitalize by quickly running behind his opponent performing a quick and painful VIRGINIA NECKTIE! Hero instantly popped on the floor, and began to grasp at the neck. After doing this, Matthews quickly stood up. But at this time, Danielson was up and at it. He ran towards Matthews with the quickness, leaping up in the air and drop kicking Matthews dead on in the chest! He caused him to go flying out of the ring! With this being done, Danielson headed for Hero. And he quickly placed him in the ever so awesome .. CATTLE MUTILATION! Hero was feeling it, and tried to fight out of it .. but it just wasn't happening. And soon enough, after the referee watched the fight go on and on .. it was coming to an end. Matthews was on the outside coming to, but before he could even notice what was going on?


TAP .. !

TAP .. !!

TAP .. !!!

It was all over, Hero tapped out with an inch of life!

Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner via submission .. BRRYYAAAN ... DAAAANIELSOOON!

(Bryan Danielson takes the win over Chris Hero!)

Jim Ross - P.C.W. Commentator
"Brian has been really impressive recently. I'd say we have quite the young star on our hands here Mike."

Mike Tenay - P.C.W. Commentator
"We sure do J.R. However, I do have some concern for Hero though. I mean, he's been off for quite some time after a solid start. I don't know what's going on."

Jim Ross - P.C.W. Commentator
"I guess it's a slump. He's talented enough to get out of it. As for Matthews? Well, he just wasn't lucky enough to take the victory in time. He'll have his chance."

Mike Tenay - P.C.W. Commentator
"Well, speaking of chances, we have a tag team match coming up next with guys who are getting a chance to shine against some of the bigger names in P.C.W., as Ted Dibiase Jr. and Brother Devon are set to face off against Curt Hawkins and Zack Ryder. Don't touch that remote either because it's coming up after the break.

Old Friends, New Enemies
Tag Team Match
Ted DiBiase Jr. & Brother D-Von vs. Zack Ryder & Curt Hawkins

"The following is a Tag Team Match! Introducing first..."

As the pyro strikes, and the theme begins. Brother Devon comes walking out on stage. He sports a black tank top, with "TEAM 3D" on the front. As well as black pants and shoes. He slaps some hands with some fans, smiling while he does so. Devon slaps hands with the fans closer to the steps before turning around, jogging up the steps, and stepping in to the ring through the middle rope. As the music continues, Devon hops up on the turn buckle, raises his arms then flexes before hopping back down. He then backs in to his corner, and begins to stretch.

"From Dudleyville, weighing 260 pounds, Brother Devon!"

"Money... Power... Glory" composed by Clawfinger hits the system next and automatically everyone knows who that is, as they instantly begin to boo. Ted DiBiase Jr walks out from behind the curtain and poses at the top of the ramp. After a minute, he begins walking down the ramp, ignoring everyone and everything else around him, as he makes his way towards the ramp. At the bottom of the ramp, he walks to the stairs and climbs up them, one at a time before getting onto the apron. From there, he climbs into the ring and poses again, getting more boos.

"And his partner, from Tampa, Florida, weighing 235 pounds, Ted DiBiase Jr.!"

"Oh Radio" hits next, and just like before, they instantly know who it is as Zack Ryder wastes no time in coming out from behind the curtain. Taunting at the top of the ramp, he begins walking down the ramp right after, looking around the arena and soaking in the boos he's currently getting from the audience. At the bottom of the ramp, he pauses, before walking towards the ring and pulling himself up from the middle rope. Once up, he gets into the ring and does his normal finish.

"And the opponent, Long Island, New York, weighing 214 pounds, Zack Ryder!"

As multiple red, white, and blue lights flash, the fans begin to boo as "Outcome" by PCW Productions plays, signaling the arrival of Curt Hawkins. Hawkins stands on the stage for a moment, then, with his arms in the air, yells "THIS WIN WILL BE JOCK APPROVED!". Curt then jogs to the ring, as if he was a football player jogging out onto the field. Curt then slides into the ring, followed by throwing a football to a random audience member. This is followed by Curt taking off his Lettermen's jacket and handing it to Tony Chimel. Chimel hands it to the ring bell attendant as Hawkins heads to the farthest turnbuckle and starts doing some pre-match stretches, as "Outcome" stops playing.

"And his partner, from Long Island, New York, weighing 221 pounds, Curt Hawkins!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

All four men stand in their respective corners as they begin deciding who's doing what. Hawkins and Devon end up being the legal men, as their partners get out of the ring and onto the apron. The referee moves to the center of the ring, prepared to start watching this match. Devon and Hawkins move towards center of the ring as well, instantly locking up to start us off. Hawkins turns the lock up into a headlock, but Devon is smart enough to quickly start getting out of it by tossing him towards the ropes. Hawkins bounces off the ropes, and begins rebounding as Devon firmly stands his ground, taking Hawkins right down with a Shoulder Block when he runs right into him! Hawkins falls back first on the mat, looking up at Devon in shock before getting right back up to his feet. Not liking being embarrassed like that, Hawkins begins to shout a few things at Devon before kicking him right in the gut causing Devon to double over from the unexpected kick. Taking advantage, Hawkins throws a few forearm shots in on Devon's back, beginning to weaken him. After the shots, Hawkins hooks his arm around Devon's head, before turning around so both are standing straight up, back to back. Then, still hooked to Devon, Hawkins drops down, taking down the bigger man with a Neckbreaker. Getting right back up, Hawkins goes on the assault, mounting Devon and throwing right and lefts his way. Devon throws his arms up, attempting to protect himself, but it doesn't have too much effect as the referee finally has to step in and pull him off of Devon. He tries to get Devon enough time to get back up, but Hawkins goes right back on the attack as Devon is down on one knee. Throwing more shots his way, Hawkins walks towards the front of Devon, which proves to be a bad mistake as Devon pushes him away before standing up completely. Hawkins gets back up a short time after, and charges at Devon, to only be picked up fully off the mat! Devon drops down right away this time, causing Hawkins to land hard on the mat from a Spinebuster! As he hits, Ryder begins getting in the ring and Devon becomes aware. The referee attempts to talk Ryder into getting out of the ring, but he moves away from him and charges at Devon too! He extends his arm going for a Clothesline...but Devon ducks under the obvious move! Ryder stops shortly after, only to have a arm hooked around his throat. The crowd cheers as they watch, knowing full well Devon's about to take Ryder down with a Reverse DDT! And he does! Dropping down, Ryder hits the mat head first, eventually rolling out from under one set of the ropes onto the floor below. Devon turns his attention back to Hawkins, who's getting up and tosses Hawkins towards the ropes. But, Hawkin counters and tosses Devon to the ropes instead! As Devon goes headed towards the ropes, he doesn't realize Ted DiBiase is awaiting impatiently. The second he hits the rope...

TAG!

Ted DiBiase tags himself in! Devon doesn't seem to notice it at first, and rebounds towards Hawkins, who jumps up when Devon comes within range and nails a perfect Dropkick sending him down. Seemingly Hawkins didn't notice the tag either, until Ted walks right towards him and kicks him in the midsection, causing him to grab his gut. Hooking Hawkin's arm around Ted's head, DiBiase picks him up easily and throws him backwards with a Suplex! Trying to show why he's the best superstar in this match, he drags Hawkins right back up. As Devon gets up though, he looks confused, than annoyed as he walks towards his corner on his own will after the referee lets him know a tag was made. Ryder, who most have seemed to forget about in this match so far, finally catches peoples attention again as he sweeps Devon's legs out from under him when he steps out onto the apron, causing him to land side first on the edge of the ring! Going on the assault, Ryder begins throwing shots, mostly like what Hawkins was doing earlier in the match at Devon. Meanwhile in the ring, Ted continues to show his dominance as he tosses Hawkins towards a free corner. As Hawkins hits it, Ted runs towards him, looking to hit something. Hawkins catches on, and ducks right under Ted at the very last moment causing the once again bigger man, to crash in the corner, turning the momentum in his favor. Positioning Ted just right, Hawkins chops Ted right across the chest, sending a loud echo throughout the arena! Ted covers his chest with one of his arms after the hit, as Hawkins sets him back up, so he's a sitting duck. Instead of going for another chop this time though, Hawkins grabs onto the rope for leverage as he lifts his foot up and begins kicking Ted really hard in the midsection. Ted begins falling down into the corner, seating himself afterwards as Hawkins continues attacking him, stomp after stop after stomp. Finally, the referee takes action once again as he pulls Hawkins off of Ted, telling him to break it up or he'll be forced to disqualify him. Clearly not wanting that, Hawkins throws his arms up, signaling he's going to stop before walking towards Ted and dragging him towards the center of the ring. At the center of the ring, Hawkins goes for a cover by hooking one of Ted's legs as Ryder and Devon remain fighting on the outside of the ring.

One!

Two!

Thr...

NO! Ted DiBiase kicks out of the pinfall, and the match continues! Hawkins gets back up to his feet, dragging up Ted along with him. Trying to get back into this match, Ted begins throwing shots at Hawkins, wherever he can hit. Most of them miss, as Hawkins begins hitting Ted to break him back down. On the outside of the ring, Ryder and Devon continue their fighting as Devon picks Ryder up off his feet completely, dropping him down onto the barricade! Ryder crashes down chest first onto it, as Devon stomps on him a couple times before refocusing on the match at hand in the ring, getting back into his proper corner. In the ring, Hawkins has Ted's arm hooked around his head, as he grabs the trunks of Ted. Picking him up, Hawkins quickly comes back down, due to the little less weight comparison, causing Ted to land back first onto the mat. Not breaking the move though, Hawkins remains in that position, picking Ted right back up and repeating it again! Seemingly not finished, Hawkins does it one more time, picking Ted up before sending him right back down to the mat, connecting with all three suplexes that are simply known as Third Down. The crowd boos heavily as Hawkins taunts them, by shouting something at Devon, who is trying to get Ted up for a tag. Devon's experience begins to show, as he knows his partner in the match isn't doing so well right now. Letting Ted slowly begin crawling towards his corner, Hawkins watches both of his opponents carefully, waiting for the right time. As Ted gets close enough to Devon, Hawkins grabs his leg before pulling him back towards the center of the ring, keeping space between the two. Hawkins walks towards Ted's midsection area, dropping right down with a elbow once he gets there. Doing that a few times, Hawkins begins getting more and more heat for himself, as he controls the match-up. Devon, at his corner, begins shouting at Ted to get up and fight back or even to tag him. Hawkins begins to drag Ted up, positioning himself directly in the center of the ring, as he began setting up for what looked like the end of the match. Devon senses it and looks like he's about to get into the ring, when Ryder pops up once again and pulls him down off the apron! Pulling his leg out from under him, Devon's head smacks off the apron, as Ryder throws a couple fist right in Devon's face. While distracted, Hawkins grabs Ted's trunks and lifts him up before dropping straight down to the mat, connecting with the Double Overtime! Hawkins has hit Double Overtime, here in this match! Right away he goes for the cover, hooking both of Ted's legs.

One!

On the outside of the ring, Ryder appears ready to go for another fist to Devon's face...but Devon ducks under it and elbows him right in the face! Having heard the referee's hand slap the mat once, Devon immediately knows that it's Ted being pinned and attempts to get into the ring to break it up.

Two!

Devon begins getting into the ring, but before he can get up to his feet to jump at Hawkins to break it up, Ryder grabs his legs and holds on for dear life! Devon attempts to breakaway but Ryder has his entire body wrapped around his legs, not allowing him to move an inch, forcing Devon to watch what's happening.

Three!

That's it! Hawkins has just pinned Ted DiBiase Jr., and Brother Devon was forced to watch it happen! Ryder lets go of Devon's legs afterwards, getting right back up to his feet and into the ring. The referee raises Hawkins arm, along with Ryder's once he reaches them, in victory.

"Here are your winners, Curt Hawkins and Zach Ryder!"

Mickie will take the win with a well executed Mickie-DT!

Jim Ross - P.C.W. Commentator
"Just a great performance by some great performers Mike. These two really know how to put on a match."

Mike Tenay - P.C.W. Commentator
"Indeed they do Jim, and even with the loss, Natalya has nothing to be ashamed of. She did what she needed to do, but came up just short in this one is all. Excellent work by both, honestly. Speaking of excellent work, we have Samoa Joe, who is staking his undefeated streak, against John Cena. Who came here last week, and put down Chris Jericho. Can he continue this trend, or will he tap out to the Samoan Submission Machine? Talk about a clash of titans that you do NOT want to miss."

COMMERCIAL BREAK

[Jesus of Suburbi...]

[We go backstage, and the lovely Lauren Brooke is standing by a locker room door which has brightly colored sign on it that reads “DAIZEE & MICKIE” on the front, but underneath somebody has written under it “ARE FTW!”.]

Lauren Brooke // Miss Microphone
Coming up next, a match made by General Manager Eric Bischoff’s new assistant Jaime Keyes, as Natalya Neidhart is going to take on Mickie James, who will be accompanied by Daizee Haze. Now last week, everyone saw the incredible…

[Before Lauren can continue, none other than The Haze herself skips by with a canvas bag full of something which has her plush flower toy sticking out of it. Daizee is humming to herself so almost goes right into the room without noticing Brooke, but she grabs the arm of the hippie to turn her around and see who’s standing there.]

Daizee Haze // Flower Powered
Oh, hey Lauren! What’s up homegirl?

Lauren Brooke // Miss Microphone
Well, I was wondering if I could get a quick word about tonight’s Divas match, even though you aren’t competing in it. Your friend Mickie taking on Natalya, and this match was made during Eric Bischoff’s introduction of his new assistant who promised that she was going to “clean up” the Divas Division. We all know you have strong opinions about women’s wrestling, so what do you think about this all?

[Daizee narrows her eyes, a surprising look from the usually happy hippie, who does not seem to be pleased that Bischoff and Keyes’ names have been brought up.]

Daizee Haze // Flower Powered
What do I think about Bischoff and this Jamie Keyes chick? Not too darn much, that’s what I think. Last week Bischoff not just insulted me, but the whole Divas division by dismissing the match I’d just been in like it didn’t matter, and then tellin’ me to go hit the kitchen? [Haze points at herself, looking very offended by that suggestion.] I ain’t Lady Gaga, I don’t make no sandwiches for people, especially not an old, stinkin’, close-minded moron like Bischoff is. If he wants a sandwich, then I’ll give him one alright… [Lauren takes a step back as Daizee holds up her fist, not looking like she’s joking around.] A knuckle sandwich, and I’ll knock a couple of those bleached white teeth of his when I feed him it. Now, as for this Jaime Keyes chick? [Haze rolls her eyes slightly, loweing the hand but Lauren doesn’t feel too relieved.] She who claims that she wants to clean up the Divas division? I don’t buy it. I don’t know what bar she was picked up in, but unless she actually shows that she meant what she said, she’s not gonna get my respect, or any of the other Divas’ respect either. She wants to prove somethin’? [Haze turns to look at the camera, perhaps addressing Keyes herself as well as many others.] Well good luck sister, because so does everyone else around here but we’re actually doin’ it where it matters, in the ring and not doin’ favors for Bischoff like I think you’re doin’. You had better know your place and stay out of my way and the rest of the Divas, otherwise your gonna find herself sent straight back out the door and back to modellin’ or whatever background you came from. And Bischoff, Keyes? If you two think that’s a threat that’s comin’ from me right now, then you are darn right it is.

[Haze looks like she’s gotten enough feelings off of her chest, and turns to go but Lauren stops her, putting a hand on a shoulder.]

Lauren Brooke // Miss Microphone
Daizee, hold on, I’ve got one more question. Considering what’s been going on with the recent brand warfare between Turmoil and Meltdown, and now that Divas from both brands are going to be involved with it, what are your thoughts about it all? Are you prepared to represent your brand if you get a call up to face some of Meltdown’s finest?
[Daizee turns back around, and this time rather than looking mad about it, she looks quite happy about the idea of taking on Divas from the other show.

Daizee Haze // Flower Powered
Lauren, girl, NOW you are talkin’ my kind of language! Listen, I don’t approve of Bischoff and all that, but if I get a chance to take on some of the chicks that are over on Meltdown like… [She starts counting the names off using fingers on her hand.] Taylor Wilde, Alicia Fox, and especially someone who I know quite well from back in the day Melissa Anderson? You darn skippy your girl Daizee Haze is gonna be first in line to get me a piece of them gals. Now, I don’t know quite much about bein’ a representative, whatever that means, of this show Turmoil, but there is one thing that I’m all about that’s over and above just winnin’ matches and tryin’ to get title shots – competition. Facin’ the best the business has to offer and seein’ if I can hang with them and maybe even beat them. We got a whole lot of tough opponents on this show, like… [Again, counting off some names with her hand.] Melina, Ashley, Nattie Neidhart, and to a much lesser extent Lacey, but there’s a whole other pool full of fish across in the other pond that I would love to dive right into. I get an opportunity to take them on, then I’ll take it, you can be sure of that. [Haze turns to look to the camera with a sly smirk.] But know this, I won’t be doin’ it because I think that Turmoil is the best or I wanna look good in Bischoff’s eyes and fuel his ego, oh no. I’d be in it for myself, to see if I deserve to be up against those gals and most of all, to show the world that the Divas division, no matter the brand, is the best thing goin’ in PCW today. [She steps back, pointing at Lauren who jumps back as Daizee yells.] WRESTLING! [Daizee raises her arms in the air.] YAY! [Lauren is completely confused, as Haze lowers her arms and half-turns towards the door but still looks at the interviewer.] Now if you’ll excuse me girl, I gotta go make sure Mickie-Mick-Mick is ready for this match. I can’t leave her alone for too long or she’ll try and glue the buttons down on my controller for that Street Fighter rematch, and these watermelons in my bag aren’t gonna eat themselves are they? See ya!

[Lauren can only wave goodbye in a bemused way as Haze enters her locker room, leaving the interviewer with answers but as usual, more questions than she started with!]

Mickie by Nature?
Divas Contest
Natalya vs. Mickie James w/ Daizee Haze

"The following match is a Divas Match! Introducing first...

"Yeah Baby" by PCW Productions hits the system and everyone pretty much cheers, as they know exactly who it is. A minute later, Natalya Neidhart comes from behind the curtain and stands at the top of the ramp, doing her normal pose. After that, she begins walking down the ramp, slapping a few hands as she goes, heading straight towards the ring. At the bottom of the ramp, she pulls herself up to the apron and flips over the rope, landing firmly on the mat. In the middle of the ring, she poses again.

"From Calgary, Alberta, Canada, Natalya Neidhart!"

The infectious, vibrant beats of “Obsession” plays in the arena, sending the fans into a frenzy for the arrival of the sprightly fan-favorite, Mickie James! Bursting through the curtains is the eccentric one herself, dressed in one of her playful and cute bell-bottom attires, this week in a pink variation of a matching bikini top and bell-bottoms, with an abundance of flirty purple designs. She skips down the rampway, ruffling through her ravishing brown locks, before sliding into the ring. With a huge smile emblazoned on her adorable face, the Bubblicious Belle hops onto the turnbuckle and raises her arms into the air, receiving another thunderous ovation. Mickie hops back down towards the mat, and skips over to the opposite side of the ring, where she points two fingers in direction to the fans. She takes one final bow, before hopping on the spot, awaiting the start of the match. Daizee right behind her the whole time, and stands on the outside of the ring.

"And the opponent, from Richmond, Virginia, Mickie James!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The bell rings and both divas move to the center of the ring, and shake hands, like real wrestlers. As Mickie goes to let go however, Natalya does and pulls Mickie right back towards her, only to take her down with a Shoulder Block! Mickie falls right on her back in the center of the ring, as Natalya picks Mickie up, showing how strong she is. Once back on her feet, Natalya grabs Mickie's arm and tosses her towards the rope, as Daizee stands there with her flower in hand. Mickie charges at the ropes pretty fast, bouncing off them like nothing and begins returning towards Natalya. Natalya looks to show off her power by picking up Mickie and throwing her overhead, but Mickie grabs onto Natalya's arm! Instead of falling, Mickie is able to counter into a Arm Drag Takedown, causing Natalya to fall to the mat! Mickie quickly gets back on her feet, and Natalya does also. Both women charge at each other, with the same thing in mind, and extend their arms at the same time...taking each other right back down onto the mat with a Double Clothesline! The crowd goes quiet for a second, as they watch both of them carefully to see who's going to get back up yet again first, even the referee begins watching to see. After a few seconds both woman begin climbing back up to their feet as they watch each other carefully at the same time. Mickie is the first one to get up, followed quickly by Natalya. Mickie takes no time in trying to weaken the stronger woman in this match by throwing a few kicks at her. Most of them seem to connect, but the very last one...gets caught by Natalya! Mickie seems to be surprised by it and tries to get her foot loose but Natalya uses it to pull her close and spins around right before Mickie gets within range to get her head knocked off by a Discus Clothesline! Mickie lands hard on the mat as she falls, and Natalya drops down onto her knees from the move. Natalya continues to take the momentum in, and goes for a pinfall by hooking Mickie's leg.

One!

Two!

NO! Mickie refuses to get defeated here tonight, especially early on in this match-up. Natalya doesn't seem that surprised by it, and stands right back up, pulling Mickie right back up as well. Natalya grabs her by the hand, and goes to toss her towards the turnbuckle. Mickie hits the turnbuckle with a little force, as Natalya starts walking towards her. Meanwhile on the outside, Daizee begins talking to Mickie...or the flower...it's hard to tell. At Natalya begins getting within range of Mickie, Mickie begins fighting back by throwing a elbow at Natalya! Natalya, completely thrown off, staggers back and almost trips as Mickie starts fighting her way out of the corner and back into this match! Shot after shot, Mickie continues throwing elbows at Natalya. Mickie goes to throw another elbow in Natalya's face...but Natalya ducks right under it, standing behind Mickie now! Wasting no time, Natalya hooks her arm around Mickie's waist and picks her up to what looks like might be a Sidewalk Slam, but Natalya drops Mickie right down, over a knee for a Backbreaker! Mickie shouts out in some pain as her spine lands directly on the hard part of Natalya's knee. Letting Mickie roll off her and onto the mat, Natalya stands back up and looks to have this in the bag, by walking towards Mickie's legs. From there, she makes sure Mickie is laying perfectly still on the mat, and grabs her legs before getting into position. Once in the right spot, Natalya steps through Mickie's legs, and places her foot firmly on the mat as the crowd begins to cheer at what she has planned. Wrapping Mickie's legs around hers, Natalya begins to try to turn Mickie over, but she starts to squirm to try to get out of it! Natalya starts using her real strength, and is able to turn her over and lock in the Sharpshooter! Natalya has her finisher slapped on, as the crowd begins to go wild. Mickie begins screaming out in pain, loudly, looking to grab the ropes, even though she's almost completely in the ring of the ring! The referee begins to ask her if she wants to give up, but she refuses...showing how much hard she has! Using all the strength she can muster up, Mickie attempts to push herself up enough to begin crawling towards the ropes...and she does! Slowly but surely she begins crawling. As she begins getting within range of the ropes, Daizee begins encouraging her when...

Rope Break!

Mickie grabs onto the ropes, and the referee begins having Natalya break the hold, which she does on her own will. From there, Mickie holds her lower back as Natalya grabs her leg and drags her towards the center of the ring! Picking her back up afterwards, Natalya tosses Mickie towards the rope, and patiently waits for the rebound, which starts to happen when Mickie hits the ropes. Within range, Natalya begins to spin herself around again looking for another Discus Clothesline,... which Mickie ducks under and begins charging at the other set of ropes! The second she rebounds from there, Natalya turns around to face her and picks her up when she runs at her, looking to go for a Over the Shoulder Toss, but once again Mickie hangs on, and hooks her arm around Natalya's neck, swinging herself into the counter, before dropping Natalya down headfirst onto the mat with the Mickie-DT! Mickie countered not one, but two attempts from Natalya into her finishing move! Both woman are on the mat, as Mickie begins the crawl towards Natalya, while still holding her lower back. The crowd begins sitting on the edge of their seats, as Mickie finally reaches Natalya and rolls her over, hooking the leg of Neidhart, going for the pinfall.

One!

Two!

Three!

That's it! Mickie James has just defeated Natalya Neidhart in a great Diva's Match here tonight! It was a tough match from both of the Diva's, but only one could walk out the winner! Daizee begins getting into the ring, to help Mickie, with the flower in hand as the referee starts helping her stand.

"Here is your winner, Mickie James!"

Mickie will take the win with a well executed Mickie-DT!

Jim Ross - P.C.W. Commentator
"Just a great performance by some great performers Mike. These two really know how to put on a match."

Mike Tenay - P.C.W. Commentator
"Indeed they do Jim, and even with the loss, Natalya has nothing to be ashamed of. She did what she needed to do, but came up just short in this one is all. Excellent work by both, honestly. Speaking of excellent work, we have Samoa Joe, who is staking his undefeated streak, against John Cena. Who came here last week, and put down Chris Jericho. Can he continue this trend, or will he tap out to the Samoan Submission Machine? Talk about a clash of titans that you do NOT want to miss."

[As the camera rolls again, the scene opens up backstage in the MGM Grand Arena. It sounds as if someone is beating around a punching bag nearby for some reason. The camera moves from the door with the source of this noise, that door being the door to Brother Devon's locker room, to Todd Grisham himself. The interviewer is standing by with his trusty microphone.]

[TODD Grisham]
"Hello, this is Todd Grisham standing by the locker room of one, Brother Devon, who sounds as if he's venting on some gym equipment. Let's see if we can't get a few words with him."

[Todd knocks on the door somewhat cautiously. The pounding noise from inside comes to a halt, and a frustrated sigh can be heard softly. Todd waits for a moment, the camera keeping both him, and the door in the shot. Eventually, the knob turns, and Brother Devon steps out from the threshold. He sees Todd, and looks up at the ceiling for a moment. He's clearly frustrated.]

[BROTHER Devon]
"Damn. They sent you again? Couldn't they at least have sent Lauren for this one to make me smile a little? Nothing against you Todd, but you've caught me in a bad mood. What do you want?"

[Todd looks uncomfortable for a moment. He frowns, but does what he needs to.]

[TODD Grisham]
"Well, I wanted to get your thoughts on what happened in your match."

[BROTHER Devon]
"Seriously? Come on my brother. How do you think I feel? I feel awful. I beat myself again this week. I'm sitting there, fighting this little... whatever Ryder is outside the ring, while my partner, who talks some big game, is getting beaten down by Hawkins?! The guy threw me out of the ring last week, but he can't take down Curt?! While I don't like anything about Ted, or really anyone else in that match for that matter, I thought he could at least fight Curt one-on-one. But, I guess not, and now I get the short end of the stick after doing everything in my power to win. Don't get me wrong Todd. I obviously know how these matches work, and I understand that with Ted taking the pin, we both lose, but I'm so sick of coming up short like this. Todd, I want you to do something for me."

[Todd tilts his head slightly in confusion. But Devon is dead serious. He puts the microphone to his own mouth for a moment.]

[TODD Grisham]
"O-okay. What do you need me to do?"

[BROTHER Devon]
"Close your eyes."

[TODD Grisham]
"What?"

[BROTHER Devon]
"I said, 'Close your eyes'. You guys in the audience and at home too. I want to try and paint you a sort of mental image here."

[Todd shrugs, and closes his eyes.]

[BROTHER Devon]
"Okay, now I want you all to picture a cave. A dark one. A cave that is as gloomy, and miserable as any you can imagine. Now, I want you to picture holding a flashlight in this cave. This flashlight was strong when you walked in, but it's starting to fade now. It seems to be getting weaker and weaker as time goes on. At first, it cut through all the darkness, and revealed everything you would want to see. Now, it's showing you less, and you're unsure of what's ahead in this cave. To top it all off, you've yet to see any hint of light for the end of this cave. All you know is, your flashlight is going out, and your starting to worry. Okay, you can open your eyes now."

[Todd opens them up, and looks at Devon. Clearly he's confused by this little experiment.]

[TODD Grisham]
"I'm afraid I don't quite understand what that was about Devon."

[BROTHER Devon]
"Well, it's something I came up with that sort of defines my current slump perfectly. You see, the cave represents the slump itself. The thing I cannot seem to get out of. The fading flashlight is my confidence. It's slowly wearing down. If you want to go deeper than that, it could be my time. How long am I going to be able to perform at this level? Who knows? Life has a funny way of cutting guys short sometimes. And the part where I said there's no light to let you know where the exit of the cave is? That light is the end of this slump. Right now, my confidence isn't such that I can see it. I don't know when it's going to end. I've given my all in these last couple matches, but I continue to beat myself in them. It's not a matter of over thinking things, or under thinking things. Recently, I've literally been wondering if this isn't some sort of sign that it's time to hang up the old boots for a little while, or if I should nail them to the wall permanently. Todd, my thoughts on this match are pretty simple. I'm still looking for a way out of this trench I'm in. I thought this was my week. Unfortunately, I did all I could, and came up short. I'll say congratulations to Zack and Curt. I'm sure they're enjoying all that Vegas has to offer as we speak. As for me? I don't deserve it. I don't deserve it until I figure what's causing me to lose. Any other questions Todd?"

[TODD Grisham]
"Uh... Not at all Devon. Sorry to trouble you."

[BROTHER Devon]
"No trouble at all my brother. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a punching bag with Ryder's face on it that could use a few more shots."

[With that, Devon nods, and closes the door. Leaving the scene to fade back to commercial...]

A CENation of Violence?
Singles Match
John Cena © vs. Samoa Joe

Tony Chimel: Tonight's contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, hailing from the Isles of Samoa, weighing in at 280 pounds, Samoa Joe!"

The ominous sound of what seems like the theme of Godzilla hits the arena, as the fans automatically knows what is about to happen. Out from the curtains appears a large man, wearing a pair of medium trunks with half-and-half colors (Black and Red) and a white towel wrapped around his neck; it was Samoa Joe! The fans booed as "Nation of Violence" by PCW Productions continued to blare throughout the arena, as Joe walked down the ramp, looking at the ring with such determination and anger. As Joe makes his way to the ring, he steps up onto the apron and enters the ring, as he tosses the towel down and does his signature cut-throat taunt to the fans, leaning over the ropes as he does, having one leg on the canvas and the other on the middle rope. The fans boo, as Joe turns around and goes to his respective corner, cracking his knuckles and neck as he does, awaiting the arrival of his opponent for the evening.

Tony Chimel: And his opponent...

YOUR TIME IS UP! MY TIME IS NOW!
YOU CAN'T SEE ME! MY TIME IS NOW!

Tony Chimel: Hailing from West Newbury, Massachusetts, weighing in at two-hundred and fifty pounds, he is Meltdown's Highlight Champion... John Cena!

John Cena comes running out from behind the curtain, the Highlight Championship grasped tightly in one hand, as it almost drags on the ground. He takes big steps from one end of the stage to the other, raising the belt up, and showing it off as the crowd roars for their champion. He then walks to the center of the stage, and salutes to the camera before making his way down the ramp. He takes his free hand, and begins slapping hands with the fans while walking down the ramp. Cena takes a look at Samoa Joe before sliding in to the ring himself. He hands the title off to the ref, before taking his hat, and jersey off, being sure to toss the shirt out in to the crowd before he turns to face his challenger tonight.

DING! DING! DING!

The two men begin to circle the ring staring each other down. After a moment, the two lock up, and Joe lives up to his name, and bulldozes Cena backwards into the ropes. He presses Cena back with one hand, holds him against the ropes, and chops him across the chest with a hard knife edge. The slap can be heard echoing throughout the arena, and the fans all groan in unison. Cena wraps both arms around his chest, but Joe shows no sympathy. He takes Cena, pushes him off the ropes, and whips him across the ring. Cena bounces on the ropes opposite the big man, and Joe tosses Cena over his back. Causing Cena to land hard on the mat as he sits up from the momentum, and puts his one hand on his back. Joe then delivers a knife edge chop to Cena's back, and kicks him across the chest! Causing Cena to go flat for a moment. Joe smirks, and bounces off the ropes. As he comes back, he goes air born for a knee drop, but Cena was playing possum as he roles out of the way. Joe lands on the mat. All of 280 pounds of him land hard on his knees, and he falls backwards on his back holding his knees. Cena takes a moment to recover, placing his hands on his knees, and taking a couple deep breaths before continuing. He grabs Joe and lifts the Samoan to his feet. Cena then begins to deliver a few jabs to Joe. A left and a right, each one causing Joe to stumble back. Cena then delivers a last hard right. Joe looks woozy, but doesn't fall. Cena runs back and bounces off the ropes. As he comes back, he goes for a clothesline, but Joe ducks it! As Cena turns around, Joe lifts him up, and brings him down hard with a Samoan Drop! He pins Cena with a hook of the leg.





ONE!





TW-





Just missing out on a full two, Joe simply glares at the referee before lifting Cena into a sitting position. He then applies a sleeper hold. Cena's face shows all anyone would need to see to know that he's not feeling great. Joe looks to add more pressure, and Cena begins to fall, but the crowd begins to chant his name. Just before he goes to his side, Cena lifts his right arm, and the crowd continues their chant. This time with clapping. Literally willing Cena to get back to his feet. Cena begins to rise, and Joe looks frustrated. However, he seems to be at a loss of what to do other than try and tighten his grip. Cena gets back to a sitting position, and elbows Joe in the stomach with a few shots. Joe absorbs them, but his group appears to be loosened slightly. Cena gets his feet under him, and begins rising. The crowd continues their cheers, and Cena finally rises up from his seated position. Joe looks stunned, and the crowd becomes ecstatic. Cena elbows Joe a few more times, and Joe finally loosens his grip enough for Cena to take advantage. He grabs Joe's head, and whips him over for a snapmare. However, Joe begins to recover quickly. Cena takes notice, and sees an opportunity to strike. As Joe gets up, Cena bounces off the ropes behind him. Joe gets to his feet, but remains bent over. That's all it takes, as Cena nails the Throwback! Cena takes a moment to look at Joe, who appears to be down for the longest he's been in this match. Cena takes the opportunity to do what he can to keep Joe grounded. He moves next to Joe, and applies a downed headlock to him. Joe shows some resistance, but doesn't immediately cause a lot of trouble for Cena. However, Joe gets his hands and feet under him, and begins to rise. Cena tries to hold the move. Joe has other plans though. As he gets to his feet, he grabs Cena around the waist, and hits an Atomic Drop! But Joe falls back. He's clearly still groggy from the headlock, and now both men are down, and appear to be having a hard time getting up.

ONE!

Counts the referee as both men begin to show signs of movement.

TWO!

Another moment goes by, and Joe appears to have the upper hand as he grabs on to the ropes closest to him, and begins to pull himself up slowly. Cena is still taking some time to get up as he looks for some ropes of his own.

THREE!

Joe gets to one knee, and he's taking some deep breaths. He's clearly in for a brawl, and he knows it. Cena is on his hands and knees. His head down as he look at the mat.

FOUR!

Joe is on both legs, and holding himself up without support from the ropes. Cena is on one knee now. Joe grabs Cena, and lifts him up. He pushes Cena into a corner. Joe is clearly looking to do some damage here. Cena turns around in the corner, facing outward, but looking awfully limp. The referee looks Cena over. Questioning him about whether or not he wants to continue. Joe steps back in to the opposite corner. He shouts move, but the referee doesn't appear to hear him. Joe shakes his head, and runs fulls speed toward the two... BAM! Joe has taken out the referee, and done damage to Cena, as he slams into them both. The referee goes limp, and collapses. Cena drops to a seated position in the corner. Joe just smiles, and backs up again. He then charges, and the seated Cena, and delivers a knee to his face! Executing the Facewash to perfection! Joe holds his position for a moment to look at the crowd. They're less than pleased, and let him hear it. He steps out, and Cena is clearly out of it. However, with no referee, there's no one to count for the Samoan Submission Machine. He shrugs, and steps out of the ring through the ropes. He pulls Cena out from the corner under the bottom rope, and lets him fall flat on the ground outside. Those in attendance begin to jeer Joe, but he continues with what he's doing. He then lifts Cena, and whips him into the turnbuckle. A hard clang can be heard, as Cena's body slams against it. He then collapses. Joe has no intention of stopping though, as he grabs John, and pulls him towards the announcers table. With some protest from Jim and Mike, Joe begins to clear the table of it's logo piece, and anything that might hinder his plans. Joe then pulls one of the monitors from it's place, and waits a few moments. Cena slowly gets to his feet, but he's not facing Joe! Joe rears back, trying to draw as much momentum as he can. Cena is up, but on spaghetti legs. As he turns around...


CRACK!


Goes the monitor across the already unstable Cena! He falls straight back, and it would appear he was caught with a corner, as a clear cut has been made on his head! It's not a gash, but it's certainly no paper cut as he begins to bleed. Joe is not done however. He pulls Cena closer to the table, turns him over, takes the monitor almost all the way out so the cords of it are stretched completely, and begins to choke Cena out with the cords! Cena struggles for air as Joe pulls as far back as he can! Cries of protest can be heard from the crowd. Joe seems to get some sort of delight from it as he only continues the hold. Cena's face is a beet red, not only because of the blood, but because of his struggles. Finally, Joe appears to have become bored with the activity, and lets Cena drop. He shows no signs of movement, and Joe couldn't be more pleased. He makes sure he's cleared everything he need to from the announcer's table once more before lifting, what appears to be, an unconscious Cena, to his feet. He then rolls Cena onto it before stepping up himself. The crowd is up in arms in protest. They jeer, plead, and curse Joe. Unfortunately, their cries are falling on deaf ears. Joe lifts Cena up to his feet once more, and sets up. He grabs Cena around the waist from the front, and begins to lift him up for a Spinebuster! He gets Cena up on his shoulder, and...


BAM!


Cena deliver a double axe handle to Joe's back! He's awake, and delivers another! Joe takes a third shot before finally putting Cena back down on his feet. Joe goes to punch Cena, but Cena manages to duck it, and hoists Joe up on his shoulders! The crowd becomes raucous with cheers as Cena yells, and slams Joe through the table with an F-U! Cena collapses, and Joe is totally out of it. However, this is not a falls count anywhere match, nor is the referee up just yet. Both men remain down. Clearly they're feeling the effects of this match, and the audience knows they're giving their all. They cheer for someone to get up. More hoping Cena gets to his feet first. Neither shows any sign of movement. Except, the referee does. He appears to have been recovering for a bit, but he manages to get up to his feet. He looks outside the ring, and sees both men down. He has no choice but to count.

ONE!

Still, both men are out of it.

TWO!

Neither is moving yet!

THREE!

Finally! John appears to be slowly rising up, and Joe is showing signs of movement.

FOUR!

John gets to his hands and knees as Joe begins to stir.

FIVE!

John gets to one knee, and then to on his feet, but bent over. Trying to take some deep breaths. Joe is just now getting on to his hands and knees, but he appears to be getting up faster than Cena, as he manages to get to his one knee now.

SIX!

John looks up towards the ring, and looks shocked to be out still. He walks over, since running doesn't seem to be much of an option. Joe is up, and holding his back. He's still clearly recovering from the previous maneuver.

SEVEN!

John manages to pull himself up on the apron, and roll in to the ring... But he rolls back out! He was just breaking the count! The ref orders him to get back in, but Cena ignores his commands, and walks back to Joe. Who turns around, and sees John up. The two men stare at each other for a moment. It seems like a clash of titans. A stand off. However, this is soon stopped, as Joe goes to take John out with a Lariat! John ducks, and shoves Joe into a cameraman! Joe's head cracks off the hardware, and the screen goes blank. Clearly a moment of chaos in the control room, but they switch to another camera. Joe's head is cut, and he stumbles backward a few steps before falling like a tree. With a hard thud, he connects with the matted floor. John hears the referee's count again, and rolls in. Then rolls out. He grabs Joe, and hauls the rotund man toward the ring. He then grabs Joe, and, with some effort, he rolls him in to the ring. John then gets in, and pulls Joe toward the middle. Suddenly, the crowd knows what's about to happen. He does the "You Can't See Me!" taunt, which the crowd cheers with enthusiasm, before bouncing off the ropes. But, what's this? Joe is up! John quickly changes on the fly, and swings for the fences with a clothesline, but Joe has ducked it, and wrapped his arms around Cena's throat! The crowd is stunned, as Joe manages to find a second wind, and applies the Coquina Clutch! Both men collapse, and John struggles as best he can, but Joe will not let go now. John's effort begins to fade. Slowly, he begins to put up less of a struggle as time wears on. Finally, it appears Cena is completely out of gas. The referee comes over, and begins to check him. He lifts John's hand.







It falls once.







The crowd is on the edge of their seat now. Some still trying to will John back to the land of consciousness. The referee lifts the hand again.








It falls again.










Joe smirks, as the crowd continues their encouragement. However, it seems it's all in vain. The referee checks for the last time. The lift, and the dro-










NO! NO! CENA'S HAND IS UP! IT'S UP! He stops it just before it hits the mat, and John begins to shake his hand. The crowd roars with what can only be concentrated excitement. John begins to pull Joe around as he looks for some ropes to grab to. The look on Joe's face can only be described as that of frustration, rage, and astonishment. He looks to tighten the hold, and even applies a body scissors with his legs to restrict John's movement. But it doesn't do any good. John finally pulls them both toward the closest set of ropes. He extends his foot toward the rope. He lifts it up, while trying to get Joe's arms off. And... HE GOT IT! John got his foot on the rope. Joe is forced to let go, and he does after a four count from the referee. Joe stands up, backs up, and bends over. He's clearly looking to deal more damage out. "GET UP! GET UP JOHN!", shouts Joe as John slowly rises to his feet for what seems to be the last time of this match. As he turns towards Joe, the Samoan Submission Machine tries to connect with an enziguri, but JOHN CAUGHT IT! JOE CAN'T BELIEVE! THE FANS CAN'T BELIEVE! EVEN I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! John continues by tripping Joe, and taking him off his feet. Joe lands on his back, but John isn't through. He turns the big man over, drops down with the leg hooked, grabs Joe's chin, and pulls back! THE STF-U! Joe is screaming in pain! John yells out in effort. He pulls back as hard as he can. Joe can't believe it, and begins to writhe around. He's looking for some relief, and by relief, it means he's looking for the ropes. But John has him in the center! He's in no man's land. He raises his hand, but doesn't tap! He begins to pull himself, with John on his back, toward the ropes! John continues to apply pressure, and Joe continues to make what seems like a journey to the only thing that will get him out of this. He reaches, but falls short! The crowd holds their breath in anticipation. They're waiting for a tap out. Joe moves slightly closer, and again reaches out. This time, he gets his hand around it, and the ref orders John to break the hold. John does, but not completely. He grabs Joe's leg, pulls him towards the center, hooks the leg, falls forward, and pulls Joe's chin back. Once again applying the STF-U! Joe's face is nothing short of absolute torture, as he has no other recourse. Both men have given their all, but Joe appears to be spent. He lifts his hand...






TAP! TAP! TAP!




Tony Chimel: "Here is your winner, by way of submission... John Cena!"

(And in a match that could only be described as Main Event Caliber, John Cena takes the win!)

Mike Tenay - P.C.W. Commentator
"Well Jim, the left us with no table here, but... Just... Wow."

Jim Ross - P.C.W. Commentator
"That, right there Mike, was a sloberknocker. These two were on a whole other level tonight, and I can't help but feel bad for Joe. Only because it's ashame both of these guys can't win. Still, nothing short of spectacular, and we still have one more match to go."

Mike Tenay - P.C.W. Commentator
"They really were fantastic tonight. Quite frankly, these two in a match again would be quite interesting, but I with them being on different brands, we might have to wait awhile. But, you won't have to wait awhile for our next match as the Tag Team Champions, Matt Hardy and CM Punk team up with self proclaimed champion Maryse to take on The Underrated stable of Vin Gerard and Andre Verdun with the record books champion, A.J. Lee. It's a six person inter-gender tag match, and it's coming up, with no interruption, after this break."

COMMERCIAL BREAK

[Jesus of Suburbi...]

Following one hell of a close contest between Highlight Champion, John Cena, and Samoa Joe, we'd return to the ringside area of the MGM Grand Arena to an ecstatic atmosphere and a cheering, on-their-feet crowd. A recap of the prior bout would flash upon the titantron, eventually showing a slow-motion capture of Samoa Joe tapping to John Cena's STF submission hold, before the video was abruptly cut short as the lighting dimmed just slightly, and an unfamiliar tune began to play...

YEAH!

The sound of Saliva's "Superstar II" would proceed that single word, beginning to blare throughout the public address system of the MGM Grand Arena, leaving the crowd in slight confusion as they wondered just who it would be, making their way out to this previously unheard-of theme. Soon enough, the "One Man Rock Band", Heath Slater, would emerge upon the stage. A small, over-confident smirk upon his face as the crowd gave him a mixed reaction, Slater would brush off his black dress shirt, which was mostly covered with intricate white designs. A pair of slightly tight blue jeans lightly clinging to his legs, and a pair of black loafers upon his feet, Slater would look around; a microphone in hand as his music eventually faded out, the crowd dying down. Shortly after, a spotlight would come to settle upon the "One Man Rock Band", illuminating his long, red hair as he brought that microphone to his lips and eventually began to speak.

HEATH SLATER | ONE MAN ROCK BAND
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome back to what's been one hell of a ... BORING show thus far, because while we've seen Samoa Joe, John Cena, Brother Devon, and all them other big shots in action tonight, there has been absolutely NO mention of the main attraction; the One Man Rock Band himself, Heath Slater. But I see how it is; Eric Bischoff DELIBERATELY kept me off of this show, as to deprive each and every one of you people from seeing me rockin' out and kickin' ass in the flesh here tonight, and that's not right. I mean, c'mon; sure, maybe I'm far too good for most of you Las Vegas folk, but you need SOME thing, SOME form of entertainment, because let's face it, folks, people like Matt Hardy, Davey Richards, and all your supposed "champions" just ain't cutting it anymore. In fact, I don't think they ever did, but you all had to settle for what you had, because you didn't have me, you didn't have Heath Slater. And that's a situation that's been remedied now, and all that's left to be done is for all of you out there to sit back and watch as I rock the world of PCW, taking out anyone and everyone from that loser Vin Gerard, to the World Champion, Matt Hardy. My potential is unlimited, and once I step into a PCW ring, my progress to the top of that mountain will be nothin' short of amazing. Hell, when one falls, it's gonna create a chain reaction; a domino effect that's goin' to knock each and every guy in the back down, or send 'em crying home to mommy, when I'm done with 'em. Then you all can feast your eyes on the center of a ring much like that one there, and watch as the One Man Rock Band unleashes hell on your heroes, your villains, and all the like, because when I'm kickin' ass, I don't discriminate; the boundary between good and bad means nothing to me, because the way I see it, they're all just obstacles standing in my way. Just bumps in an otherwise smooth road straight to the top of the food chain here on Turmoil, and in PCW as a whole; a road that will take me straight to Davey Richards, and soon after, World Heavyweight Champion Matt Hardy. And once I'm rockin' some World Championship gold around this toned, slim waist of mine, it'll be time for me to..."

Pausing there as he took a short look around at the crowd, Slater would smirk slightly before exclaiming these next words into the microphone.

"ROCK ... YOUR ... WORLD!"

With that, Slater would drop the microphone; taunting the jeering crowd as "Superstar II" hit the public address system, and the scene faded to black upon the scene of an over-confident Heath Slater.

[The scene opens to a sexy set of pins, covered in red latex, hooped in gold diamonds. Going up the body it shows that the girl is facing away from the camera, as the back of a red tightly fitted corset can be seen. Mind you, before that you could already see the waist long ridiculously platinum blonde hair.][/color]

MARYSE || SELF-PROCLAIMED DIVAS CHAMPION
"Mirror mirror, on the wall, whos the sexiest of them all.."

[The thick French accent tells you right away who it is, better still, the arrogance that oozes from the statement would be better evidence. As the camera stops firmly, the Self-Proclaimed Divas Champion can be seen adding the finishing touches to her hair, getting ready for her match.]

MARYSE || SELF-PROCLAIMED DIVAS CHAMPION
"Oh, stop it. Really? Thank you, you know mirror, you are about the only person I know that really knows who I am. I mean I feel like I can connect with you much more than anybody else. I guess its because your the only one in the world who is as hot as me. Like I said before, people must obviously just be jealous of me, because my reflection in the mirror is much more sexier than theirs. Le.."

[Maryse is sharply cut off but rumbling behind her. She quickly turns around, wanting to know who it was that interupted her makeup time. It looks to be Lauren, you know that nosey little annoying interviewer. Maryse rolls her eyes and drops her compuser to much more slouchy, clearly not looking forward to the next few minutes.]

LAUREN || MISS MIC-STAND
"Maryse, phew" [Lauren fans herself, looking slightly out of breath.] "I am so glad I caught you, I have been looking for you all day. Have you got any free time?"

MARYSE || SELF-PROCLAIMED DIVAS CHAMPION
"You know Lauren, I don't. If you hurry up though, I may be able to fit in a little time. Make it snappy though, I have a match to win."

[Just as Maryse said that, she neatly puts her arm through the Divas Championshop belt, so that is fits neatly on her shoulder. Lauren looks at her crew and nods her head, telling them to get their cameras and microphones all set up.]

LAUREN || MISS MIC-STAND
"Well, ok Maryse. A few months ago, there was a slight dispute between you and the current Divas Champion AJ Lee.." [Maryse's left eyebrow raises and she looks off to her right out of the scene. She should cut Lauren off here and now, but she lets her continue.] ".. about a "secret". Its clearly been eating away at AJ Lee for months now, and then a few weeks ago you told the PCW Universe that you were going to tell them if she didn't hand over her Championship, then you would tell everybody. The thing that boggles me is that she actually did it. I don't get it, what could you have over her that would make her give up something she has been fighting for since she was a little girl."

MARYSE || SELF-PROCLAIMED DIVAS CHAMPION
[Maryse throws her infamous claw hand in Lauren's face, having had quite enough of her rambling on.] "Have you quite finished Lauren. You see, you, them and everybody else can rant on about how I "stole" this Championship from AJ Lee. When I know for a fact, that I didn't steal. Maybe your definition of stealing is completely different from mine, but if someone was to steal something from me, I would think that I would have to be clueless about them taking. Whereas if you look at me and AJ's situation, she handed this over to me. Mind you, if AJ had over me what I have over her, I'd happily give this over, without a doubt. You see Lauren, lets just say this. AJ Lee has been a very bad girl. You think that shes all goodness, you think that shes never done anything in her life before. Let me tell you this, and listen good, AJ Lee is one of the most manipulative people in this company, if you don't believe me, you don't have to, I am not asking you to, but atleast take it in. She walks around backstage as if shes the kindest person that you have ever met. The happy-go-lucky 2 foot nothing girl, who wouldn't hurt a fly. Yes, thats right, she wouldn't hurt a fly, as she doesn't hurt things that are beneath her. Shes aims higher, she aims for the people that are above her, to try cut them down to size. I am hinting this without saying too much, but if you really want to know the secret, just ask AJ, I am sure she will tell you, or not. Now, Lauren, if you excuse me, I have a match, I have to make an effort to make a living and not simply stand around like a clueless micstand."

[Maryse goes to walk away, but turns around and puts her hand on her beloved mirror.]

MARYSE || SELF-PROCLAIMED DIVAS CHAMPION
"Don't worry mirror, I know the next person to look into you will be a huge downgrade from me, but hang in there."

[Maryse kisses the tips of her index finger and middle finger and places it on the surface of the mirror, before turning around and pushing past Lauren, who makes sure Maryse is gone, before having a laugh at Maryse with her crew members for actually talking to a mirror.]

Main Event
Six Person Tag Team Match
Matt Hardy ©, CM Punk © & Maryse vs. Vin Gerard, Andre Verdun & AJ Lee ©

"The following match is a Six Person Mixed Tag Match. Introducing first...

THIS IS THE PART WHERE YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO SCREAM!

"This Is Usually The Part Where People Scream" by Alesana blares through the arena, signifying the arrival of The Underrated. Vin Gerard, and Andre Verdun imperiously step through fog onto the stage. Verdun steps to the left side of the top of the ramp, while Gerard stands at the top of the ramp, dead center. They all bow their heads, before they all launch their clenched fists into the air, coinciding with a violent scream from Dennis Lee, the lead vocalist of Alesana. The stereo taunt sets off a massive amount of pyrotechnics, all in the color red. The three men amble down the ramp, and climb into the ring in their respective manners, before all climbing to different turnbuckles to taunt to the crowd.

"At a combine weight of 349 pounds, Vin Gerard and Andre Verdun!"

"Feelin' Ya" by PCW Productions hits the arena next, and instantly the crowd goes crazy as they know exactly who that is as AJ Lee comes out from behind the curtain, in a roar of cheers. At the top of the ramp, she pauses, looking towards the ring at her tag partners before posing and going down the ramp. Slapping the hands of fans as she goes down the ramp, she finally reaches the bottom of the ramp, she quickly gets into the ring and poses once more, getting cheers from the crowd.

"And their tag team partner, from Tampa, Florida, PCW's Diva's Champion, AJ Lee!"

COME TAKE THIS SACRIFICE!

The echo of that scream raged all through the arena as the crowd look around and as soon as "Pleasure and Pain" by Bullet for My Valentine played over right afterwards everybody looked down at the curtain to see it be none other than the Straight Edge superstar himself ...CM PUNK! Punk would emerge through the curtain and then look down the crowd as if he was ashamed at each and every one of them for not obeying his way of life and accepting him as their savior. Punk then makes his way down the ring ignoring handshakes from the crowd and ignoring all of the people in the audience. CM Punk gets into the ring and prepares as he removes his shirt.

"And the opponent, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing 220 pounds, one half of the PCW Tag Team Champions, CM Punk!"

OOOOHHHH YEEEEAAAAAAAH!!

The crowd begins to cheer as "Live for the Moment" by Monster Magnet begins to blare over the arena speakers. The crowd waits in anticipation until finally they see Matt Hardy burst through the curtains, wearing a dark purple cut off t-shirt bearing a key logo along with a pair of black and red camo pants. He runs out towards the end of the stage, twisting his neck, getting himself pumped for the upcoming match. He eventually stops, and looks out at the crowd, a now serious look donned on his face. He waits a moment before throwing his arm up into a V1 taunt. He smirks and begins to walk down the ramp, slapping the hands of the occasional fan on his way. As he reaches the ring, he walks to the steel steps. He climbs up them, but pauses at the top. He turns around and points out at the crowd. He then walks along the apron before climbing into the ring. He walks over to the opposite ropes and climbs up onto them, throwing up a V1 taunt to the already cheering crowd. He drops down from the ropes and proceeds to pull off his shirt and throw it into the crowd as his music begins to die down.

"From Cameron, North Carolina, weighing 236 pounds, one half of the PCW Tag Team Champions, Matt Hardy!"

"Pourqoui?" by Jim Johnston hits the system next, and right away everyone begins to boo as they know who's theme that is. Less then a minute later, Maryse comes walking out from behind the curtain, striking her normal pose at the top of the ramp with the Diva's Title around her waist. Walking her way down the ramp with her normal attitude, Maryse ignores everyone in the audience as she makes her way towards the ring. At the bottom of the ramp, she walks towards the steps and climbs up them before getting into the ring. Once in the ring, she walks towards the center of it before grabbing the top rope and doing her normal hairflip. Afterwards, she removes the title from around herself, flaunting it in front of AJ, as the referee takes it from her to put it out of the ring.

"And their tag team partner, from Montreal, Quebec, Canada, Maryse!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The match starts and all six people quickly decide who's going to be in the ring, as Maryse and CM Punk get out of the ring for their side, while AJ Lee and Vin Gerard get out of their side, leaving Matt Hardy and Andre Verdun to start things off. The two begin to circle each other in the ring, awaiting a moment of weakness. After a few turns, Andre makes the first move by charging at Matt. As he does, he turns himself sideways, sticking his hip down and rams right into Matt's midsection! Matt doubles over as he takes the hit, and Andre continues his offense by hitting Matt hard in the back with a few arm shots. Matt drops down onto his knees from the hits as Andre picks him right back up to his feet and kicks him in the midsection. Wasting no time, Andre hooks his arm around Matt's neck and throat and looks like he's about to drop right down onto the mat, to plant him with a Snap DDT! But...the second he starts falling back, Matt hooks his arm around Andre's waist and picks him up, throwing him overhead, hitting a Northern Lights Suplex as a counter! Andre lands hard on the mat, having to break his hold around Matt's neck, allowing him to get back up completely. Matt drags Andre towards the center of the ring, making sure to place him perfectly. Right after, Matt runs towards the ropes, while Andre slowly begins moving. Bouncing off the ropes, Matt rebounds off of them smoothly, headed back towards the center of the ring where Andre is. When he's close enough, Matt jumps up with his legs out, and drops right down, connecting with a hard Leg Drop! As he lands, the crowd begins to cheer, while Andre flops around for a minute from the force of the hit. Matt gets back up to his feet, and drags Andre back up to his afterwards. Grabbing his arm, Matt tosses Andre towards a free turnbuckle, waiting patiently after letting his arm go. As Andre lands in the corner, Matt charges towards him looking to hit a Corner Clothesline, but the second he gets within range, Andre gets his foot up and kicks Matt right in the face! Matt staggers back, holding his face as Andre gets free from the corner. He runs towards Matt while he's still distracted and quickly jumps up, taking Matt down with a Dropkick! Matt falls backwards onto the mat, as Andre begins making his way, towards his corner. Halfway there, Matt stands back up and notices Andre's back towards him. Andre continues towards his corner and looks at both of his partners, debating which one to tag in before...

Tag!

AJ Lee has slapped Andre's arm, tagging herself right into the match. She climbs into the ring, running to the other side of the ring, passing Matt Hardy completely. Right away, she grips Maryse's hair before Maryse can even move and pulls her into the ring! Maryse screams as she lands on the mat. AJ seems fired up and starts telling Maryse to get up. Matt Hardy politely leaves the ring, knowing the woman are the legal people in the match. Maryse begins backing up on the mat, not wanting to get up because she knows AJ will start attacking, so she begins pleading with her to avoid staying in the ring right now. AJ seems to become more and more annoyed, and smiles as Maryse realizes she's backed herself up against the ropes. Maryse figures it out, and begins to look around when AJ goes for her! AJ goes to grab her again, but Maryse pokes her in the eyes! AJ begins backing up to get space, so she can attempt to recover her sight as Maryse gets up onto her feet, going after AJ. Maryse charges at AJ, and returns the favor from earlier by gripping AJ's hair and drops down to the mat, taking her down with a Hairpull Facebuster! AJ's face collides with the mat, as Maryse begins getting cocky, and goes for the cover right away, rolling her over and hooking both of her legs.

One!

NO! AJ kicks out easily, after the one count! Maryse looks unhappy about that, and stands back up, pulling her right back up as well. Maryse takes a handful of AJ's hair and begins walking towards her corner, heading towards CM Punk specifically. Even though she's disgusted by his look...Tag! Maryse tags him in and lets go of Punk, hoping he'll take care of her. Punk enters the ring as AJ looks at him, beginning to slow backup and head to her corner. Punk follows her carefully, like she was a piece of meat, not letting her out of his sight until AJ slaps Punk across the face! Punk gets thrown off as AJ quickly gets into her corner, getting Vin Gerard into the match. Vin quickly gets into the ring, and charges at Punk, and attempts to jump at him, but Punk catches him and turns his body around before dropping Vin down onto the mat with a Powerslam! Vin's back arches off the mat as he lands, and Punk stands right back up onto his feet. Punk doesn't take anytime to stop weakening Vin, as he begins stomping hard on his chest and gut. Stomp after stomp, the referee finally has to break them apart, giving CM Punk a warning about being disqualified. Punk steps back, giving Vin a little time to get back up, before going back on the attack with more shots. After a few more hits, he stops and drags Vin up completely. From there, he tosses Vin towards a free corner and quickly follows right behind him. By the time Vin hits the corner, Punk is right there, throwing a knee right in his chest! As Vin begins to double over, Punk hooks his arm around Vin's head and runs forward, towards the center of the ring before jumping, taking Vin right back down with a Running Bulldog! Vin's face bounces off the mat, as he ends up on his back after taking the fall and Punk begins going for a cover, hooking just one of his legs.

One!

Tw...

NO! Andre gets into the ring, and grabs Punk's leg before pulling him completely off Vin. The referee begins trying to get Andre out of the ring, as Matt climbs into the ring from his corner and charges at Andre! Once in range, Matt takes Andre down with a Forearm Smash! As Andre falls, Matt uses his foot to roll him out of the ring, quickly following right behind him out of the ring. The referee becomes distracted by the conflict between the two, and Maryse takes advantage by getting into the ring, to attempt to distract Vin, who is currently standing right back up. Maryse starts talking to Vin, drawing him in with her looks, to possibly help her team in the long run. But, AJ gets into the ring also and charges at Maryse! She jumps up off her feet, towards Maryse and ends up taking Maryse down with a mighty Dropkick! Maryse stumbles back and falls out of the ring, from in between the ropes, getting knocked out of the ring! Before the referee even has to tell her to get out of the ring, AJ climbs out of the ring and goes after Maryse, as things begin to unfold right now, leaving Vin and Punk the only ones in the ring...entirely! Punk gets back onto his feet, and walks towards Vin, who is currently watching the divas in the match fight it out on the outside of the ring. Punk positions himself just right and grabs Vin's arm, turning him around. Punk kicks Vin right in the midsection causing him to double over, and sets him up just right, before dropping down, slapping and locking in the Anaconda Vise! Punk has it tightly on Vin, as he begins trying to fight out of it. Slowly, he begins to lose the first and his hand begins to hit the mat.

One Slap!

Vin's hand hits the mat the first time, and Punk begins applying more pressure to it, before throwing his head back and shouting something at either the referee or Vin. Meanwhile on the outside of the ring, Andre spots Vin in trouble and attempts to get into the ring, but Matt stops him by grabbing him and turning him around to face him. Then, Matt knees Andre right in the midsection, causing him to double over and hooks his arm around Andre's head. After he does, he signals to the crowd with his normal hand gesture of what he's about to do and...Matt turns his body around, dropping right down with a Twist of Fate out of the ring, right on the floor! Andre stops moving on the floor from the Twist of Fate, as Matt pretty much remains where he is, recovering some energy. He turns his attention to the other people in the match, and looks to see where they are. Maryse and AJ continue their fighting on the outside of the ring, on the opposite side of the ring where Matt and Andre are. In the ring, Punk has Vin in the center of it, with a submission moved slapped on it and Vin screaming out in pain.

Two Slaps!

Vin's hand slaps the mat again, getting closer and closer to something he doesn't want to do, but he's unable to stop it because of the increasing pain. With Andre out of commission for the match, it's up to AJ to do something to break the hold, but as she turns her attention away from Maryse to see what's happening, she gets blind-sided by an elbow from Maryse! She staggers back, and holds her jaw as Maryse hooks an arm around her head, like Matt did to Andre. While in perfect position, Maryse places her head down before throwing her head back, doing a perfect hairflip while dropping AJ down onto the floor with a French Kiss! AJ's head hits the floor hard, as she remains out much like Andre is due to Matt Hardy's Twist of Fate. Maryse gets back to her feet, as she stands in front of AJ's body, putting her hand towards her. Meanwhile in the ring, the referee positions himself perfectly to watch Vin's limps as he continues to try getting out of it until...

Third Slap!

Over and over, Vin continues to slap the mat with submission as the referee tells CM Punk to let go of the hold. After a few more slaps, Punk does. That's it! CM Punk has just gained the victory for himself, Matt Hardy and Maryse over Vin Gerard, Andre Verdun and AJ Lee! As Matt and Maryse climb into the ring, to get their hands raised in victory, AJ and Andre remain laying motionless on the floor outside of the ring, via being dropped on their face/head from the opponents. In the center of the ring, the referee raises Maryse and Punk's hand, as Matt raises his own.

"Here are your winners, CM Punk, Matt Hardy and Maryse!"

(The team of CM Punk & Matt with Maryse proves to be too much for Underrated and A.J., as Vin has no recourse, but to tap out!)

Mike Tenay - P.C.W. Commentator
"Excellent performance from the champions tonight Jim. However, A.J. and Maryse didn't seem to sport that same passion they usually would this night. Not sure what that was about."

Jim Ross - P.C.W. Commentator
"I'm not sure Mike, but everyone is entitled to an off week, and those two had one. Not a big deal, but someone who did sport some passion this week was Andre. I feel bad for him just because he did all he could, but there's only so much one man can control in a match like this. ... Or one woman as the case was here."

Mike Tenay - P.C.W. Commentator
"Thus, the tag match continues to cause some controversy I guess Jim. But, we'll have to talk about this another time my friend. As it would seem we're out of time. For Jim Ross, I'm Mike Tenay, and we hope to see you all next time on P.C.W."

END