Aerial Assault Night One 07/28/2008

07/28/2008
FIRST ROUND: TRENT DANIELS VS GALACTIX

Trent Daniels and Galactix are in the ring, both circling each other and ready to begin this first round match-up for Aerial Assault. Out in the crowd on
the first row we see two members of Daniels’ “Street Team” members in TD tees jumping and cheering wildly how will they react when the match actually starts?
We’re about to find out as referee Jimmy Johnson calls for the bell and we’re under way. The two wrestlers meet in the middle of the ring for a quick handshake
and that in itself is odd in REBEL come on boys get to it. They lock up collar and elbow and quickly Galactix is down thanks to an arm-drag by Daniels.
Trent follows up with an arm-bar before Galactix makes it to his feet. Daniels pushes Galactix to the ropes and sends him to the under side of the ring
with an Irish Whip and as Galactix comes back Daniels plants him again with a beautiful Japanese arm-drag. He follows that up with an elbow-drop to Galactix’s
chest. Trent looks a little unsure what to do now but his “Street Team” members still cheer wildly. After a few seconds Trent climbs the turnbuckle to
try a high risk maneuver, and that’s what this tournament is about. Daniels flies but is met with a beautiful dropkick by the Carolinas Champion.

Galactix follows up by pulling Daniels to his feet and giving several hard lefts in his injured ribs. Daniels’ fans boo this but you show your injuries
in wrestling, you give your opponents a target. Trent grabs his ribs in pain as Galactix continues his offense. Galactix kicks Trent in his injured ribs
and as Daniels is doubled over grabs him and plans him with a stump piledriver. Galactix wastes no time going for a pin but Johnson only counts two before
Trent Daniels kicks out. Both wrestler make it back to their feet and Galactix kicks at Trent but his foot is caught…Standing Enziguri by Galactix puts
Daniels on the mat again. Galactix pulls Trent up and after several more hard left-handed shots to Trent ribs. Galactix gets happy feet and hit’s the “Shake,
Rattle, and Roll” neck-breaker on Daniels. Galactix covers again and still only gets a two count. Galactix is back up quicker that Daniels and climbs the
turnbuckles but takes his time trying to get the crowd behind him some more. As Daniels slowly makes it to his feet Galactix comes off the ropes looking
to connect with a Missile Dropkick. Trent ducks and Galactix crashes and burns on the mat and now Trent has an opening.

Trent picks up Galactix sends him into the ropes and catches him coming off with his “Wake Up Call” combination. Galactix is dazed by the impact of this
move and is staggered even more by an European uppercut from Daniels. Trent presses his advantage with a snap suplex that puts the Carolinas Champ down
hard. Trent pauses as if trying to figure out his next move and Galactix uses his hesitation against him as he makes it back to his feet and unloads a
vicious shoulder block into Trent ribs. Daniels staggers back from this blow into the corner and Galactix follows him in with another shoulder block. Galactix
signals to the crowd that he’s going for a third shoulder block and backs up to get a good running start. Galactix charges Trent for another shoulder block
but is met with a Discus Elbow Smash by Daniels. Galactix staggers backward and is taken all the way down by dropkick by Trent. Daniels climbs through
the ropes and slingshots himself back in with a splash on Galactix. Trent is slow to get after this move and his holding his ribs. Galactix seeks to take
advantage of this and charges Trent who ducks under Galactix’s clothesline attempt. Daniels hit’s the opposite ropes and rebounds with a bulldog before
Galactix can turn around. Trent pulls Galactix up and blocks a lefthanded punch to the ribs and retaliates with his “Ottawa Trios” kicks. Galactix goes
down to one knee but tries to stand back up straight but Trent doesn’t give him time to do so as he Snapmares Galactix over and dropkicks him in the spine.
Daniels takes time to soak in the cheers of the crowd and as he does Galactix makes it to his feet and charges at him. Trent sees him and jumps up and
hits a hurracanranna on Galactix that takes him out of the ring. Galactix hits the floor and Trent plays to the crowd instead of following up. Trent stops
playing to the crowd and backs up to get a running start at the ropes he sees the back of Galactix’s and runs across and attempts a baseball slide dropkick
but Galactix moves.

Trent goes all the out to floor because of his momentum Galactix meets him with a vicious chairshot. Galactix then tosses the chair into the ring, picks
up Trent and rolls him back under the ropes. Back in the ring Galactix gets the chair and when Trent finally makes

it back to his feet, the Carolinas Champ
drives the chair into his ribs…once…twice…three times. Galactix charges at Trent, who is on his knees in pain, with the chair raised for another shot.
Trent however counters with a drop toe hold causing Galactix to crash into the mat and the chair himself. Trent grabs Galactix from behind and puts him
down with a Russian Legsweep. Trent then connects with a standing Moonsault and follows with a leg drop. Trent pauses briefly and winces again in pain
but climbs the turnbuckles again. Trent points at the motionless from of Galactix and then comes off the ropes with a Diving Crossbody Block. At the last
second, Galactix gets his knees up and Daniels’ already injured ribs slam into them. Galactix follows this with two vicious knees one to each side of Trent’s
ribs. Galactix grabs Daniels while he’s still bent over holding his ribs and plants him with a vicious piledriver. Galactix gloats for the merest second
before scaling the nearest turnbuckles and flying off with the Galactix Splash! Fans scream for Trent to move but the splash connects! Referee Jimmy Johnson
counts

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

The ref calls for the bell as he grabs the Carolinas Championship from an official on the outside. Galactix returns to his feet and is handed his championship.
Jimmy Johnson raises his arm in the air at Trent still lays on the mat holding his ribs. Galactix makes his way to the back as the referee helps Trent
Daniels back to his feet.

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FIRST ROUND: ENZO VS DIO MUERTE

“Black Pus” by Devilhellipers blasts throughout the arena. Fans boo as Muerte appears at the entrance way, barbed-wire baseball bat in hand. He slowly stalks
his way to the ring without acknowledging anyone at ringside. Once inside the ring, he tosses his bat down in disgust and kicks it to the corner. He leans
against the turnbuckles and shakes his head like he doesn’t want to be there.

The boos continue throughout the arena as “Knock Knock” by GZA begins playing. Enzo comes from behind the curtain, pointing toward the ring with his crowbar.
Murcielago follows behind him at a distance. As he walks to the ring, he feigns a swing at a few fans at ringside. He rolls into the ring and puts his
crowbar down in his corner.

The bell sounds and Enzo puts his hand up, signaling Muerte to stop. Enzo turns to the crowd and flips them off one side of the ring at a time. He points
at Muerte as if to say “F**k them, f**k the tournament, let’s brawl.” A smirk can be seen though the mouth hole of Muerte’s mask as he nods. The two charge
each other and immediately clinch the other’s head with one hand, reigning in closed fists with the other. Neither man seems to get an early advantage
as punches continue to flow until Enzo finally shoves Muerte off. He checks to make sure he’s not busted open, then charges once again, only to meet Muerte’s
elbow right to the nose! Enzo stumbles backwards, and Muerte goes to his corner to grab his bat. He comes back at Enzo and swings violently, but Enzo is
able to duck just in time, then delivers a stiff kick to Muerte’s ribs. Muerte drops his bat and Enzo continues the attack with a quick head scissor take
down! Muerte immediately rolls out of the ring to catch his breath. He looks towards the entrance way, as if to contemplate leaving the match. While he’s
not looking, Enzo walks toward the ropes and grips them, ready to leap over. He slingshots himself into the air, but Muerte turns around, sees him in the
air, and scampers out of the way. Enzo corrects himself in mid air and is able to land on the ring apron. Muerte, thinking he’s out of harm’s way, turns
his back and walks along the guard rail. Enzo capitalizes on Muerte’s mistake, and runs off the apron into him, sending Muerte crashing face first into
the guard rail! Both men lay motionless against the guard rail, and blood can be seen seeping through Muerte’s ski mask. Enzo is the first to begin moving,
slowly pulling himself to his feet using the guard rail. He grabs Muerte by the mask and drags him back toward the ring as blood drips to the floor. Enzo
uses all his strength to roll Muerte into the ring, and follows closely behind. He lays on top of him for a pin, not hooking the leg, but only gets a two
count as somehow Muerte gets his shoulder off the mat!

Enzo crawls to his corner and grabs his crow bar. He walks back over to Muerte and brings him to his feet. Enzo sends Muerte into the ropes, waiting to
hit him with his crowbar. Enzo swings away but Muerte somehow ducks! Muerte stops in his tracks and turns around. As Enzo’s momentum from swinging turns
him to Muerte, he is met with a Shuffle Side Kick to the jaw, sending him to the mat! Muerte, still feeling the effects of his face hitting the guard rail,
drops to the mat as well. He slowly makes his way to Enzo, and drapes his arm over Enzo’s chest. The ref begins counting the pin but Enzo gets his shoulder
up at TWO! Muerte shakes his head in disgust, and slowly gets back to his feet. He grabs Enzo by the head and drags him to the near corner, draping him
against the bottom turnbuckle. Muerte grabs his bat and positions it against Enzo’s face. He slowly goes to the other side of the ring and steps through
onto the apron. The fans rise to their feet in anticipation as Muerte pulls himself onto the top rope and then leaps through the air…but Enzo rolls out
of the way and Muerte hits nothing but canvas! Enzo gets to his feet and shakes away the cobwebs, holding Muerte’s bat. He looks at it, then Muerte, and
smiles. He puts the end of the bat against Muerte’s face and begins grinding down as barbwire meets flesh. Muerte tries to fight it, but by grabbing the
bat he gets two hands full of barbed-wire for his troubles! Enzo yanks the bat away, ripping away at Muerte’s hands and face. He tosses the bat away and
pulls Muerte to his feet. Enzo puts his leg over Muerte’s head, setting him up for the Accelerator, but Muerte, almost by instinct alone, uses all his
strength to lift up and flips Enzo backwards to the canvas! Muerte, with a sense of urgency, goes to the corner and slowly begins to climb the turnbuckle.
With his back turned, Enzo starts to recover and sneaks up behind him. As Muerte reaches the top rope, Enzo hits away his leg, crotching him on the turnbuckle.
Enzo climbs the turnbuckle and turns Muerte around. He hooks him for a superplex, but Muerte somehow gets in a few shots to slow him down! Muerte and Enzo
trade blows with Enzo eventually getting the advantage. He hooks Muerte’s head for a superplex, but instead of lifting him over, he twists Muerte around
for a TOP ROPE SWINGING NECKBREAKER! Muerte’s head snaps back off the canvas for a third time, and Enzo goes for the cover…ONE, TWO, THREE! Enzo falls
back to the mat to catch his breath as the bell rings.

Murcielago rolls into the ring with a bottle of water and pours some over Enzo’s head as he celebrates with his tag partner.

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FIRST ROUND: SCREAMING FALCON VS CHAD KURTIS

LOOK OUT BELOW!”

Kicks over the P.A as boos begin to echo through the arena, The Falcon comes walking out.

The Falcon slides in under the ropes.

Guess whose back?

Hit it.

“THEY SAY I’M COCKY!
And I say WHAT?
It ain’t bragging (BLEEP) if you back it up!”

The boos continue as Chad walks out to the run way.

Chad jumps into the ring, confidence booming. The Falcon wastes no time as he begins the attack, feeding Chad’s face a barrage of left and right hooks.
Chad manages to sneak in a nice blow to The Falcon’s chin, sending him stumbling backwards. Falcon grabs his jaw and smiles, Chad signals for The Falcon.
“Come on”

Falcon moves in, But Chad moves in a little faster and nails him with a stiff elbow to the side of the head. He grabs the dazed Falcon and rams his head
between the legs, lifts him up for the powerbomb and SLAMS him to the mat. Falcon stands up trying to regain his balance. Chad takes advantage of this
and whips him into the ropes. Falcon comes flying back, but Chad’s right there to get him with the a big boot!

Falcon is rolling around on the mat, holding his face, he slams his arms down beside him laughing and springs back up to his feet. Chad knocks him right
back down with another boot to the face, then makes his way over to the corner and climbs the ropes. He points to The Falcon.

“You ain’t Shit”

Nails the BME off the top ropes and goes for the pin, one…two…. Kick out. Chad gets up, dragging the Falcon to his feet, holding him by the shoulders. The
Falcon smacks Chad’s arms off him and feeds him a headbutt, runs back into the ropes…flies through the air and drives his forearm right into Chad’s face!
Chad stumbles out of the ring and down to ground below. Falcon is left standing in the ring alone, giggling to himself. Chad is up on the outside as Falcon
charges and gets Chad with a frog splash off the top ropes to the outside! Falcon is up first, digging under the ring for something. Chad is up and grabs
Falcon from behind, hitting him with a back body drop which drills the Falcon’s head off the steel guard rail! Chad reaches under the ring and pulls out
a ladder. He slides it into the ring, turns to Falcon who is still lying on the ground, and feeds him a couple boots to the face.

Chad climbs in to the ring and sets the ladder up. He turns and yells at the Falcon.

“Come on, is this what you wanted?”

Pointing to the ladder, Jacob is up smiling and nodding his head.

“That’s exactly what I wanted.”

He hops into the ring. Chad barely lets him get to his feet before he grabs him and tosses him into the corner, feeding him a buffet of punches to the face.
The Falcon can be heard laughing like a mad man, the harder Chad hits the louder the laugh becomes. Falcon grabs Chad by the back of the head and switches
spots with Chad, returning the favor, One, Two, Three, Four, Five SIX! Falcon goes over to the ladder, folds it up as he holds it in his hands. He charges
at Chad, but Chad moves out of the way at the last second…and the Falcon eats a face full of steel! Falcon stumbles back, twirls around, and drops like
a rock!

Chad goes in for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THR….Chad lifts the Falcons arm up at the last second. Falcon is still out of it, Chad picks him up, lifting him over his head for another powerbomb…but
Falcon reverses it into a DDT! Falcon just drove Chad’s head straight into the steel ladder! Falcon grabs Chad’s body and drags it off the ladder. He sets
the ladder up in the corner, walks over to Chad, kneels down over his body and begins to punch the shit out of him. Eight punches later, Falcon gets off
of Chad and kicks him in the face! He walks over to the ladder, climbs to the top and SPREADS HIS WINGS.

THE SMW! The Falcon Sores through the air from the top of the ladder; and nails Chad with the SMW! The ladder topples over next to them. He quickly rolls
over and goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

The Falcon exits the ring making his way up the ramp.

“Seek and Destroy” – Metallica

Kicks over the P.A “The Bluegrass Badass” Matthew Kurtis comes walking out. Falcon locks eyes on to him as the two men cautiously pass each other. Falcon
disappears to the back as Matthew makes his way into the ring and over to his brother who is still recovering from the SMW.. Matt helps Chad to his feet,
Chad resting his hand on Matt’s shoulder. SMACK! Matthew Kurtis just punched Chad…HIS OWN BROTHER in the jaw!. Chad looking confused as Matthew punches
him again! He rams Chad’s head between his legs, lifts him up and gives him one hell of a powerbomb right onto the steel ladder!. Matt looks at his brother,
picks him up again…and powerbombs him one more time right onto the steel ladder! Matt exits the ring.

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FIRST ROUND: MIKE TREY VS MYSTIC NINJA

“Sub Zero” by The Immortals plays as Mystic Ninja makes his way down the aisle, slapping hands with all the willing fans as he goes.

“Why Don’t We Do It On The Road” by The Beatles starts up as the crowd erupts in cheers. Assman steps out from the back and performs his trademark wiggle
as the REBEL fans eat it up, before continuing towards the ring.

The bell sounds, and the two competitors head towards the center of the ring. A quick handshake and we’re good to go. They lock up collar and elbow, and
the larger Trey manages to overpower his opponent, forcing Ninja back against the ropes. Followed by a chop from Assman, and an Irish whip sends Ninja
across the ring – springboarding off the ropes with a moonsault! Early pin attempt – only gets a one count, though! Both men hurry back to their feet as
Trey ducks around the back, applying a hammerlock. It’s reversed rather quickly as Mystic Ninja goes for the hammerlock of his own, but Assman fires off
a few back elbows before countering with a snapmare. And he’s off against the ropes, coming back with a devastating dropkick to the kisser! No pin attempt
this time, instead Trey lifts his opponent back to his feet and lands a boot to the gut. It’s enough to double Mystic Ninja over, moments before being
taken down by a Russian legsweep!

Both men climb back to their vertical bases, though, and Assman starts throwing some rights. The Ninja is getting rocked as the fifth punch leaves him dazed.
Assman runs against the ropes for some momentum, coming back with a lariat – DUCKED! Dropkick counter by Mystic Ninja sends Mike Trey tumbling through
the ropes, onto the apron outside. He pulls himself back up with the aid of the ropes – but Ninja is flying with a MISSILE DROPKICK! Assman falls from
the apron, but lands on his feet. He turns around to face the ring – just in time to sidestep the baseball slide! Mystic Ninja lands upright on the outside
as well, but he’s caught by a boot to the gut before being tossed into the apron and rolled back into the ring. Trey slides in after him, catching with
a back suplex from nowhere as he goes for the pin – getting a two count! Both men hurry back to their feet – and there’s a stand off as the mutual admiration
flows between them like the Neuse River. Another collar and elbow tie up ensues, and Assman gains the upper hand with a standing wrist lock. Ninja winces,
possibly, but he flips through and applies a wrist lock of his own! Sure, it gets countered a moment later as Assman turns the wrist lock into a hammerlock.
He lifts Ninja up for another back suplex – but Mystic Ninja lands on his feet! HURRICANRANA – BLOCKED! Terrific show of strength by Mike Trey as he has
Mystic Ninja up – POWERBOMB! No pin attempt, though, instead Trey appears to be heading towards the corner. He ascends to the middle rope, giving the crowd
a little wiggle before diving off with an elbow drop. NO! Ninja rolled out of the way!

Mystic Ninja uses the ropes to pull himself back to his feet, followed closely behind by Assman. But it’s the masked man who strikes first with his Kabuki
Kick, sending Trey staggering back against the turnbuckle. Ninja charges in, going for the monkey flip that sends Assman across the ring – but he lands
on his feet! Only to get taken down by a headscissors takedown! Assman lands in the corner before he regains his vertical base, and Mystic Ninja is right
on his case with a tornado DDT! Lateral press by Mystic Ninja. ONE! TWO! THRNO! Ninja slowly gets back to his feet, obviously still feeling the effects
of that powerbomb, but he drags Assman back to his feet as well. Ninja goes against the ropes before connecting with a flying clothesline! Both men get
back to their feet, and Ninja connects with a spinning heel kick! Assman is staggered. An Irish whip sends the Brit towards the corner – but he floats
over the advancing Mystic Ninja. the welterweight hits the turnbuckle chest first and staggers back – ASS CRACKER! The fans cheer excitedly as Assman slowly
crawls on top of his prone opponent. ONE! TWO! THREENO! MYSTIC NINJA GETS THE SHOULDER UP! The fans can’t believe it, but Trey is at the ropes, using them
to bring himself back to a vertical base. Mystic Ninja does the same, but he’s woozy. Assman grabs his opponent from behind again. A SECOND ASS CRACKER!
He covers. ONE! TWO! THREE!

Assman slides out of the ring and again gives the crowd a wiggle, much to their delight.

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FIRST ROUND: PAUL JARVIS VS CHRIS KAMIKAZE

The lights dim as Three Day’s Grace begins to play, Paul Jarvis is followed by the spot light upon entrance. The lights follow him past the fans and into
the ring, they get brighter, leaving him center ring. He removes his title, kisses it before handing it over to the ref. Jarvis paces himself, in waits
for his opponent.

“Last Call” by Tora Tora Tora erupts in the arena as one half of the NAPW World Tag Team Champions, Chris Kamikaze steps out to the stage. He looks towards
the ring at his opponent before making his way down the aisle. Kamikaze slides under the bottom rope and returns to his feet in the ring. He hands his
championship to an official on the outside as the music fades out.

With no hesitation, Kamikaze rushes into combat, a spear to Jarvis! He picks Jarvis up and whips him to the ropes, but Jarvis reverses it. Jarvis catches
Kamikaze off the rebound with a snap powerslam, but refuses to cover! Jarvis makes his way to the corner…Miracle Moonsault…but Kamikaze moves out of
the way, and Jarvis lands on his feet! Kamikaze quickly springboards off the middle rope and catches Jarvis…swinging DDT! Kamikaze springboards again…legdrop!
Kamikaze picks Jarvis up and sets him up for the Torpedo Bomb, but Jarvis blocks it! Jarvis lifts Kamikaze instead, and he somersaults forward, crashing
hard on top of Kamikaze! Jarvis picks Kamikaze up and whips him in to the corner. Jarvis rushes at Kamikaze in the corner, but Kamikaze moves, and Jarvis
smashes knees first in to the turnbuckle!

Kamikaze grabs Jarvis from behind and takes him down to the mat with a reverse DDT. He lifts Jarvis back to his feet and whips him to the far corner. Kamikaze
follows in…and he drills Jarvis with a vicious spinwheel kick! Kamikaze quickly kicks at Jarvis, but Jarvis catches his foot. Enziguri by Kamikaze…but
Jarvis ducks it! Kamikaze crashes chest first, hard on to the mat. Jarvis follows up with an elbow drop to the center of the spine, and he quickly gets
Kamikaze in a sitting position. Jarvis digs his knee in to Kamikaze’s back, and forcefully pulls back on both arms! Kamikaze struggles to break the hold,
and is able to make it back to his feet. Jarvis floats over with a headlock, but Kamikaze is quick to shoot Jarvis off in to the ropes. Kamikaze leans
over for a back body drop, but Jarvis catches him with a hard boot to the face! Jarvis grabs Kamikaze in a front facelock…sitdown front suplex! Jarvis
smirks as he looks at Kamikaze groaning in pain. Jarvis makes his way to the corner. He climbs up…DIVINE INTERVENTION! Jarvis smiles again as he gets
back to his feet. He picks up Kamikaze and whips him to the ropes. Kamikaze returns…only to be drilled with a snap powerslam! Jarvis lifts Kamikaze back
to his feet, but Kamikaze drops back down with a sitdown jawbreaker. Kamikaze hits Jarvis with a legdrop before stumbling back in to the ropes. He hesitates
as he catches his breath. He picks Jarvis up and whips him in to the corner. Kamikaze follows up with a splash…and a running bulldog out of the corner!
Kamikaze picks Jarvis back up, but Jarvis is able to bring him down with a drop toe hold! Jarvis brings Kamikaze to his feet, and he whips him in to the
corner. Jarvis rushes in at Kamikaze for a lariat, but Kamikaze moves! Jarvis stumbles out of the corner in pain, and Kamikaze catches him with a vicious
enziguri! He makes headway to the top rope and waits for Jarvis to get back up….HURRICANRANA! NO! Jarvis caught him in mid swing…and he’s able to lock
in The Cure For Cancer! Kamikaze holds off for a second, but the pain is overwhelming and he quickly taps!

The referee calls for the bell as he hands Jarvis the World Heavyweight Championship. Jarvis raises the belt above his head before resting it across his
shoulder. With a smirk still on his face, he exits the ring and begins his walk back up the aisle.

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FIRST ROUND: ERIC THOMPSON VS MASAFUMI SATAKE

“Down The Drain” by Zero Boys hits the Dojo. NAPW new face, Masafumi Satake, makes his way to the Rebel ring this week, just to participate in Aerial Assault.
He rolls into the ring, via bottom rope. Rests into his corner and waits for the entrance of his opponent, Eric Thompson.

“Flashing Lights” by Kanye West erupts in the Steele Dojo as the crowd resounds in boos. “The Richest SOB On The Planet” makes

his presence known, agitating
the crowd as we walks past them. He doesn’t roll into the ring at all, he takes his time going through the ropes, respectable like.

The bell is rung and the match starts with the classic tie up. “YOU (BLEEP) SUCK!” Thompson, as always, sending harsh words to his opponent. Satake doesn’t
think he sucks, he breaks the hold and crushes Thompson with a HUGE RIGHT! Thompson rubs his jaw line before returning with a right of his OWN! Then one
from Satake, again. They’re going at it, lefts, rights, elbows, knees, European uppercuts, deaths threats, shoe scuffs…SHOE SCUFFS? O HELL NO! Thompson
levels the Rebel-first timer with a VICIOUS clothesline. “REF! TIME OUT. MY SHOES!” He brings out a handkerchief from his jacket and goes to work on his
loafers. He even brings out a small bottle of polishing oil. There good as new. “MEAT STEAK! HOW DO YOU LIKE MY SHOES NOW? YOU (BLEEP)!” He starts to choke
the life out of Satake with his freshly shined shoes. Satake tries to battle free from the shoe, but it’s in there tight. Thompson frees his grip to bring
Satake back on his feet. He whips the man across the ring, stands center ring and bends over, big back–no! He gets a neckbreaker for his plan! The first
cover of the night!

ONE!

TWO!

Thompson kicks out at a two! Satake grabs a hand full of Thompson’s slicked hair before smashing his face with a series of LETHAL elbows. Satake whips Thompson
into the ropes — oh no, looks like Thompson whips Satake to the corner. Thompson with a cocky strut to the corner, and he gets KNOCKED DOWN with a MEAN
CLOTHESLINE! Thompson right back up for more, he rushes and gets knocked down. Up again, falls down once more. Up one more time, but doesn’t rush at Satake,
he flinches instead, tricking Satake. He points to his temple, “I’M SMARTER THAN YOU, DUMBASS!” Satake rushes at him with quick STO, which is then followed
by another series of elbows, busting open Thompson’s lip!

Thompson rolls away, — “WAIT A MINUTE! WAIT A MINUTE GOD DAMMIT!” He pats the blood off of his lip, to see if it is blood, and

once it’s confirmed, he
goes into his jacket, he brings out another handkerchief to pat the blood. Satake shakes his head in embarrassment and disgust. “ALRIGHT, I’M GOOD!” Satake
rushes with a Clothesline — dodged, Thompson with an attempt to German suplex Satake, but he locks his legs before sending vicious counter elbows. Thompson
lets go, Satake unlocks his legs and gets German suplexed, then points to his temple, chuckling, walking to the corner. With one leap, one damn leap in
his dress shoes, he leaps to the top rope, clean. “WATCH THIS ONE!” MOONSAULT! The hook of the legs!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

Satake kicks out at two and a half! An annoyed Thompson on his feet. “REF! C’MON! YOU’RE BULLSHITING ME, YOU HAVE TO BE! THAT WAS A THREE!” Satake on his
feet, right behind him, scoops him up, places him in the Torture Rack position, puts some squeeze in it for being such a jerk…CUTTER! He doesn’t pin,
nope. He goes to the top rope, looks down at the downed and dazed Thompson…FLIPPING LEGDROP! IT CONNECTS! THE PIN!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

The referee calls for the bell and raises Satake’s arm in the air for the victory! Satake looks down at Eric Thompson with a smirk before sliding out of
the ring.

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FIRST ROUND: ENRIQUE RODRIGUEZ VS EL FIERO

“Kings and Queens” by Aerosmith begins playing from the speakers in the building and Enrique Rodriguez steps out from behind the curtain, by himself. He
enters the ring to fanfare from the crowd.

“Dig” by Mudvayne blares over the PA as the crowd cheers and looks to the entrance… but once they see El Fiero, they begin to boo. Because El Fiero, while
wearing a black and red mask with flames, is ALSO wearing a wifebeater, black gloves, black pants and steel-toed boots. He’s also about a foot taller than
the usual Mexican luchador is supposed to be.

Enrique Rodriguez is complaining to the official, and who can blame him? “El Fiero” steps over the top rope and cracks his knuckles – even under the mask,
you can tell he’s grinning. The referee shakes his head and calls for the bell to start the match. Enrique goes right after Fiero, who goes for a big boot,
but Rodriguez ducks, goes off the ropes and lands a dropkick! The big man is staggered, and another one still doesn’t knock him down! Rodriguez with a
third dropkick but it’s swatted away, and a big forearm knocks him down. Fiero tosses him into the corner and unloads with big soupbones to the mush before
throwing Rodriguez out of the corner and dropping an elbow for the cover. TWO COUNT!

Rodriguez back to his feet after that elbow drop, as Fiero stalks him in the corner.. right misses, and Enrique unloads with punches himself as he gets
up on the second rope and punches down! Fiero shoves him out of the corner hard.. big boot to the head misses, Enrique off the ropes, FLYING HEADSCISSORS,
THROWN OFF! Enrique with another dropkick, and a spinkick! Fiero is staggered as Rodriguez goes to the outside! SPRINGBOARD BODYPRESS IS CAUGHT! Fiero
backs up.. and throws him over his head into the turnbuckles with a sickening impact!

Fiero lightly pushes the referee away and adjusts his loose-fitting mask over his black goatee as he picks up Rodriguez and sets him up… TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER!
Fiero covers… AND PULLS HIM UP AT TWO! The referee’s asking him why, and Fiero waves him off. He slugs down Rodriguez with a big punch to make sure he
stays down.. then goes to to the corner! He’s on the bottom rope… and no further! BOTTOM ROPE ELBOW DROP CONNECTS! Fiero hooks the leg tight, and it’s
academic.. ONE! TWO! THREE!

Fiero demands that the referee raise his gloved hand, and he does, shaking his head in disgust the whole time at this farce. Fiero steps over the ropes
to the floor, enjoying the boos and catcalls of the crowd, as the referee tends to the fallen Rodriguez.

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FIRST ROUND: RAVAGER VS DERRICK STEELE

“Path” by Apocalyptica hits the Steele Dojo as the crowd erupts in cheers. Ravager steps out to the stage and looks around at the crowd. He makes his way
down the aisle and slides under the bottom rope to enter the ring. He waits as his music fades out.

“You Think I Ain’t Worth A Dollar, But I Feel Like A Millionaire” by Queens Of The Stone Age blasts throught the Dojo as Derrick Steele steps out to the
stage, crowd on their feet. Steele smiles as he looks around at the crowd who are deafening the arena with their cheers. He walks down the aisle looking
at his opponent in the ring. Steele climbs up to the apron and enters the ring. He shakes Ravager’s hand as his music fades out.

The referee calls for the opening bell. Steele and Ravager circle around each other, jocking for position. Collar and elbow tieup. Steele takes the advantage
as he forces Ravager in to the ropes. Steele with an irish whip, but Ravager reverses it. Steele rebounds off the ropes and Ravager drops to the mat. Steele
passes Ravager to hit the opposite ropes. Ravager with a clothesline attempt, but Steele baseball slides between the legs. Steele returns to his feet as
Ravager rushes after him…Steele with a deep arm drag! Ravager returns to his feet only to meet a second arm drag, this time with a standing armbar submission
applied! Ravager is quick to get to his feet, and he is able to wrench Steele’s arm. Ravager with a vicious headbutt, and he follows with a drop toe hold.
He picks Steele back up and sends him to the corner with an irish whip. Ravager delivers a hard forearm shot. He lifts Steele to a sitting position on
the top rope and applies a front face lock…sitout front suplex! Steele crashes to the mat and rolls on to his back in pain as Ravager makes his way to
the top rope…diving headbutt, and Ravager makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Steele kicks out before the three count! Ravager brings Steele back to his feet, but Steele is able to knock Ravager to the mat with a standing dropkick.
Steele follows with a sliding legdrop. Steele grabs Ravager to bring him back to his feet, but Ravager drills him in the gut with a headbutt! Ravager lifts
Steele in to the air, but Steele struggles and lands on the apron! Ravager rushes at Steele, but Steele buries a shoulder to the gut from the apron. Steele
slingshots over Ravager, sunset flip!

ONE!

TWO!

Ravager rolls back and grabs Steele’s legs. He flips over Steele for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

Steele kicks out as he grabs Ravager in a rear waist lock. He bridges up and spins around forcing Ravager in a powerbomb position. He spins around again
and hooks Ravager’s arms for a backslide!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Ravager kicks out and quickly trips Steele as he returns to his feet! Ravager leans forward for a pin, but suddenly grabs Steele’s legs. Ravager stands
back up forcing Steele to be vertical. He places his legs in front of Steele’s arms and falls forward for a pancake! Ravager holds the move as he rolls
to a sitting position for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Steele kicks out at the last second! Ravager picks Steele back up and plants him with a ringshaking DDT! Ravager climbs out to the apron and makes his way
to the top rope. He dives off…and he nails Steele with a legdrop nearly halfway across the ring! Ravager picks Steele back up and again sends him to
the corner. Ravager delivers hard body shots as the crowd erupts in cheers for both men. Ravager backs off only to return with a clothesline, but Steele
moves out of the way. Steele rushes at Ravager, but Ravager lowers his shoulder and attempts a back body drop on Steele. Steele again lands on the apron
outside, and Ravager quickly swings with a right! Steele blocks it and connects with a right of his own! Ravager stumbles back as Steele makes his way
to the top rope. Steele dives off for the Steele Tower, but Ravager has it scouted as he grabs Steele by the legs in mid-air! Ravager with a brazilian
heel hook submission! The referee checks on Steele who is obviously in pain, but Steele refuses to give up. He inches his way to the bottom rope, and he
finally reaches it! Ravager releases the submission and returns to his feet. He waits for Steele to get up and grabs him from behind. He lifts Steele in
to the air…shinbreaker!

Ravager pulls Steele out to the center of the ring and drops an elbow on to Steele’s leg! He returns to his feet still holding Steele’s leg and delivers
a series of stiff kicks to it. Ravager attempts the brazilian heel hook again, but Steele grabs him by the head and cradles him for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Ravager kicks out just before the three count! The crowd is going nuts as Ravager returns to his feet. Steele gets back up as Ravager swings with a right,
but Steele blocks it! Standing dropkick by Steele, and both men are down! Steele holds his leg in pain as he drags himself to the ropes. He uses the ropes
to pull himself back up as Ravager returns to his feet still dazed. Steele grabs Ravager by the arm with a standing armbar, trying to force him to the
mat for a submission. Ravager struggles as he is able to get in front of Steele. Ravager falls back using his momentum to send Steele face first in to
the bottom turnbuckle! Ravager returns to his feet…THE SILENCER! Steele slumps to the mat and Ravager quickly shoots the half for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Steele gets his foot on the bottom rope! Ravager gets to his feet and picks up Steele…short arm lariat! Ravager stalks Steele, waiting for him to get
back up. Steele slowly gets back to his feet, and Ravager applies the Kata-Hajime! The referee checks on Steele who is frantically struggling to get out
of the hold! Steele gets close to the corner and begins to climb the ropes. He pushes off the ropes forcing Ravager to fall back, but Ravager doesn’t release
the hold! Steele flips backwards forcing Ravager’s shoulders to the mat!

ONE!

TWO!

THR…NO!

Ravager kicks out as he releases the hold! Both men return to their feet. Ravager with a clothesline, but Steele ducks under. Ravager turns back towards
Steele and is met with a boot to the gut…brainbuster! Steele picks Ravager back up and sends him to the corner. He follows in with a hard reverse elbow!
Ravager stumbles out of the corner only to be whipped in to the ropes. Steele with a snap powerslam off the rebound! Steele makes his way to the corner
as the crowd again erupts for both competitors. He climbs to the top…Blue Moon…NO! Ravager rolls out of the way, and Steele lands on his feet but quickly
falls to one knee as his injured leg gives out! Ravager gets back to his feet and quickly grabs Steele to lift him for a brainbuster, but Steele falls
behind! Steele lifts Ravager up, back suplex! Steele follows with a sliding legdrop! He climbs out to the apron and slowly makes his way to the top rope.
Ravager returns to his feet and quickly drills Steele with a hard shot to the gut! Steele falls to a sitting position on the top rope and Ravager climbs
up. He grabs Steele with a front face lock, looking for Instant Karma, but Steele holds the top rope to prevent Ravager from lifting him! Steele with a
right to the kidney! Ravager slumps over and is met with a second right, this time to the face! He falls off the top rope! Ravager slowly returns to his
feet as Steele stands on the top rope…flying cross body! But Ravager rolls through holding on to Steele! He lifts Steele as he stands back up…backbreaker!
Ravager pulls Steele back up and applies the full nelson, but Steele slides out falling to the mat. He attempts a monkey flip but Ravager catches his feet.
He holds Steele’s legs and lifts him up…he drops Steele chest first across the top rope! Steele stumbles as he turns back towards Ravager…clothesline
by Ravager! Ravager picks Steele up and forces him in to the corner. He hits a series of hard body shots on Steele before backing off. Ravager rushes in
at Steele, but Steele gets the boots up, kicking Ravager in the face! Ravager turns and stumbles away as Steele hesitates catching his breath. Steele runs
at Ravager…running bulldog!

Ravager is down and Steele makes his way to the apron. He waits as Ravager slowly returns to his feet. Steele with a springboard…STEELE TOWER! Steele
is slow to get back up but finally does. He looks at the motionless Ravager, then at the corner. Steele makes his way to the corner and begins to ascend
the ropes. He struggles as he climbs to the top, but Ravager is able to get back to his feet! Ravager with a hard forearm from behind! Ravager applies
a full nelson…LAST RESORT OFF THE TOP ROPE! The impact is too much as Ravager isn’t able to hold the bridging pin! Ravager returns to his feet and lifts
up Steele. He attempts a northern lights suplex, but Steele blocks it! Steele lifts Ravager in the air for a vertical suplex, and Ravager struggles and
falls behind! Ravager with a rear waist lock, and he rushes Steele towards the ropes! Ravager uses the momentum to go for a rollup from the rear waist
lock, but Steele holds the top rope! Ravager gets back to his feet, and Steele delivers a boot to the gut! Steele with a DDT…no! Ravager quickly floats
behind Steele with a hammerlock! Steele with a hard back elbow, but Ravager continues to hold the hammerlock! Steele with another back elbow, but Ravager
catches it! He quickly applies the full nelson…LAST RESORT…and he has the bridge!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

The referee calls for the bell as Ravager gets back to his feet. The referee raises Ravager’s arm in victory as Steele gets back up. Steele and Ravager
shake hands as the crowd stands on their feet cheering for both men. Tomorrow night, we crown a tournament champion!