Post by howardschilling on May 5, 2013 10:03:20 GMT -7
Highlights of "A New Beginning" play before the pyro goes off inside a sold out UNF Arena in Jacksonville as Matt Striker and Howard Schilling welcome everyone to Breakdown. We then head straight to the ring for our first contest.
Match Number 1: Velvet Sky vs. Allysin Kay
This match barely gets underway when the lights go out. When they come on again Awesome Kong already has Kay set up for an Implant Buster. Before she can succeed in finishing Kay off Velvet tries to attack Kong! Kong lets Sky get in a few shots but its clear that none of them are even fazing this massive woman. She turns back to Kay and lays her our with a lariat and then turns her attention back to Sky. She takes Sky out with a headbutt and then stacks her on top of Kay, lets out a primal scream and dead lifts both women into a double Awesome Bomb! The crowd chants "Holy Shit" as a quick replay shows Allysin Kay's nose getting crunched sickeningly by the back of Velvet's head. Kong grabs a mic from ringside.
Kong: Havok. Title match.
Kong drops the mic as EMTs rush the ring while giving Kong a wide berth.
A quick vignette for The Queen's Cup on the 31st of this month airs.
"Fighter's Passion" hits and the brand new South Beach Champion Low Ki comes out as the crowd explodes. Low Ki gets a mic from ringside and climbs into the ring.
Low Ki: Thank you everyone, you humble me with your kindness. *Crowd chants "Welcome Back"* It's good to be back. Last month at the second day of Rising from the Ashes I gained retribution over the one that wronged me, a man that I considered to be a brother and true friend in this business, Christopher Daniels. I may have won this match, and with it the South Beach title, but I did it as someone else. I pride myself on being on of the best ring technicians in this sport today....as Low Ki; not as Suicide, Kawal, Kaval, Senshi or any other name. In order to prove to myself that I still have what it takes to be your champion, I am calling out one of the best wrestlers in the world to face me in the ring right now. I speak to you, NWA World Junior Heavyweight Champion Johnny Gargano, please come down to the ring and honor me with a one on one battle. No stables, no gimmicks, just an honorable fight.
The crowd waits in anticipation as the "The Whole Shebang" Johnny Gargano finally comes out with the title gleaming over his shoulder.
Gargano: Boo hoo. Low Ki came back but can't find himself. Wah wah. Dude you're a champion, supposedly the main champion of this god forsaken territory, start fucking acting like it. However, since you were a good little boy and asked nicely, I will grant you a match; and I'll even sweeten the pot a little bit: IF you can beat me in fifteen minutes I will give you a shot at this beautiful World Junior Heavyweight Title that's gleaming over my shoulder when I say so. Do you think you can beat someone that is simultaneously The Cat's Pajamas AND The Bee's Knees? *Low Ki nods stoically* Then why wait for later? Let's get this whole shebang, see what I did there, started. Get a ref down here.
Match Number 2: NWA South Beach Champion Low Ki vs. NWA World Junior Heavyweight Champion Johnny Gargano (15 minute time limit NON-TITLE match)
The bell rings and the 4 time former Junior Heavyweight Champ and the current JH Champ circle each other, both looking for a way inside the defenses of the other. Eventually they lock up and put on a phenomenal display of chain wrestling eventually ending in a double clothesline which the crowd shows their appreciation for. Gargano to his feet first and immediately hits a Baby Ace Crusher for a quick near fall. Both men get back up and Ki sends Gargano into the turnbuckle and hits the Tidal Crush! Ki sends the champ down and climbs to the top....WARRIOR'S WAY! That's gonna do it! Ki covers....one...Two.....NO! Gargano kicks out! Gargano slams Ki down and goes up top himself, possibly looking for a moonsault....but Ki hits the ropes and catches Gargano in the tree of woe! Ki gets up catlike to the top and hits Warriors Wrath! Ki covers....one....two....and a kick out! Gargano just kicked out of two of Low Ki's most trusted finishers! Dueling chants for Gargano and Ki as they trade bombs in the middle of the ring. Ki swings and misses, Gargano goes low and picks the one world warrior up. Ki fights to get out of Gargano's clutches but can't escape in time before the champ hits a running snake eyes into one of the middle turnbuckles! He just hit Low Ki with a Lawn Dart! Gargano drags Ki into the middle of the ring, hooks the legs and locks in the Crosstown Crab! Ki screams in pain as he frantically grasps for the ropes. Ki starts to crawl to the ropes and the crowd is on their feet! Ki is SOOOOOO close..........AND HE MAKES IT TO THE ROPES! Gargano barely lets Ki get to his feet before hitting him with the Hurts Donut! Gargano lays across him facing the ceiling of the UNF Arena....One......TWO.....AND A KICK OUT! HOW IN THE HELL DID LOW KI KICK OUT OF THAT? Ki grabs one of Gargano's arms wildly in desperation and locks on a headscissors! KI HAS THE IRON OCTOPUS LOCKED IN! Low Ki wrenches back as Gargano screams out in agony. Gargano is writhing in the middle of the ring trying to find a way out of this hold when suddenly the bell rings! Gargano never tapped out! Why did the bell ring?
Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen the fifteen minutes alloted for this match have expired. *crowd boos* Therefore the official is ruling this match a DRAW!
Result: Time limit draw
The crowd chants "five more minutes" as Gargano looks lucky to escape this match as well as the Iron Octopus. Johnny almost falls out of the ring and grabs a mic.
Gargano: *panting* Well Ki, you put up a better fight than most who would challenge for my title. Just so you know I am a man of my word: You will NOT receive a title shot! You know why? You. Did. NOT. Beat. Me. I am the greatest Junior Heavyweight champion that the NWA has ever or WILL ever see. I am the crown jewel of the most destructive force in the NWA. I simply have no peer. Now if you all will excuse me, I shall return to my rightful place on the throne as the TRUE king of Ring Warriors. I love you all.
Low Ki looks frustrated as the announce team puts over how close he came to gaining a shot at the Junior Heavyweight Title.
A vignette of NWA South Beach's newest tag team, The Super Smash Brothers plays as they are playing the original Mortal Kombat on the Jumbotron of the American Airlines Arena. They pause the game to briefly look at the camera and say that when they get to South Beach that every team is going to meet a *unpause* (Video game voice) FATALITY.
The former South Beach Tag Team Champions, Rhett Titus and Kenny King, come down as the crowd is surprisingly split in reaction. King grabs a mic.
King: Last month, the All Night Express was as close to the top of the world as we could be. We had the South Beach Tag Team Titles, fought off some of the best tag teams in the NWA; by the way thank you so much to The Show Stoppers out in California Pro yall pushed us to new heights as a tag team, and were treat like royalty every where we went. Then came these two punks from TOXIC, Davey Richards and Rocky Romero. You boys call yourselves the No Remorse Corps, but really yall are the No Testicles Corps. James Storm and Matt Sydal should have won that three way match and if it weren't for Ray and Devon they woulda beat your punk asses all the way from Pensacola to Key West. We made our mistakes though, we took yall lightly and paid the price; and that's why we're out here. We ain't asking for a rematch, instead we have a proposition: We have two one on one matches with you guys; if one of us wins we get a Tag Team title shot at the next South Beach iPPV, if neither of us beats either of you we will start from the bottom and work our way back to the top, what do you boys think?
The South Beach Tag Team Champs, The No Remorse Corps, come out flanked by Jimmy Jacobs and TOXIC's newest addition Ezekiel Jackson.
Davey: Kenny Kenny Kenny....other than your mandatory rematch clause, which we believe is bogus, why should we give you shots at our titles? We were clearly the better team at Rising From the Ashes and we've only gotten better since. However, we do actually respect you guys for wanting to isolate us one on one, since you obviously can't beat us as a team. Therefore we will graciously honor your request. Rhett Titus you'll face off against Rocky Romero now, and later on tonight Kenny you and I will square off. Just remember that when I kill you later that I am NOT a bastard.
All four members of TOXIC make their way down to the ring and The ANX looks wary.
King: We thought yall might pull this bullshit so we got some backup of our own. *snaps fingers*
From the back CM Punk and Jay Lethal come out! Lethal has a mic of his own.
Lethal: Jimmy Jacobs, we had a great match at Rising From the Ashes and its been eating at me that I was THIS CLOSE to the Gulf Coast Championship. The Great American Bash is two months away up in Cleveland, and I am challenging you to a match for that Gulf Coast Title. Since Uhaa is out for a bit after the bullshit way yall took him out two weeks ago, CM Punk came to me and asked if I'd like to join him and The Unbreakables in his war against you freaks with an inferiority complex. It's time to quit talking and start fighting, go get him Titus.
Match Number 3: Rhett Titus vs. Rocky Romero
This was a quick match that saw Titus go quickly for the win several times but to no avail. Towards the end of the match Sami Callahan would run through the crowd and attack Punk from behind, which would bring out The Unbreakables. The ensuing chaos would consume the referee's attention allowing Jon Moxley to come in and nail Titus with the Boma Ye! Romero covers just in time for the ref to turn around. One....two...three and this one is over. If Davey beats Kenny later the ANX will no longer be the number one contenders to the South Beach Tag Team Titles.
Winner: Rocky Romero
Post match TOXIC groups up and smiles at the Straight Edge Nation and Kenny King who are tending to Titus. King points at Davey with contempt.
A vignette for the Great American Bash, which will take place in about 2 months time from The Quicken Loans Arena in Cleveland, airs.
Before the next match can take place the crowd starts booing as there is movement....someone is coming to the ring....its Averno and Mephisto! What the hell are they doing here? Schilling gets up and takes a mic.
Howard: Why the fuck are you two here? Two weeks ago I told everyone that if any talent from NWA Mexico were, como se dice, estupido to show up at a South Beach show that they would be sorry. You idiotas want a fight? Well I happen to have a tag team that is has shown signs of promise since Madness in March but for some reason just can't gain any traction. Amazing Red and PAC; I will give you a shot at the South Beach tag team champs next month if you can show these clowns what happens when you mess with South Beach.
Match Number 4: Red Eye Flights (Amazing Red and PAC) vs. Averno and Mephisto
If you're a fan of slow paced technical wrestling this match was not for you as all four men flew around the ring putting their bodies on the line. People were moving so fast that the referee eventually adopted lucha libre rules as far as tagging in and out. Redeye Flights looked to have the match in hand when Averno hit the Averno Driver on Red and pinned him for the three count! The interlopers from Mexico stole one!
Winners: Averno and Mephisto
Averno and Mephisto might as well have sodomized and murdered Howard's family as he is going fifteen shades of ballistic at ringside. Averno and Mephisto leave as the crowd boos and Howard has lost it and is throwing tables and chairs around ringside. All of a sudden Howard stops, gets an eerily blissful look on his face, starts LAUGHING, and sits back at the announce table. Striker wonders what the hell is going on with Howard as we head to the back where Jessicka Havok is standing over Allysin Kay with Sassy Stephanie close by.
Havok: Kong! I have no idea what kind of shit you're trying to pull; but the one thing that you will quickly learn is that nobody, and I fucking mean NOBODY messes with The Midwest Militia. I swear by all that I hold close to my heart that I will end you for taking out my dear sweet Ally; and if that means I have to put my belt on the line so be it. I'm coming for you Kong; and when we meet, it won't be in just any type of match. No no no no no....its going to be Last Woman Standing.
Match Number 5: Davey Richards vs Kenny King
Before the match JBL comes down and says that there has been enough chaos for one night and that it's just going to be Kenny King vs. Davey Richards. If ANYBODY interferes; the match will be thrown out, the ANX will NOT receive their rematch, and the NRC will be stripped of their titles. King and Davey come down to the ring and we are underway. Richards came out like a house en fuego to start the match hoping to end it early an move on to other challenges. King weathers the storm and starts fighting back as the crowd is firmly behind The Pretty Boy Pitbull. Both men put on an amazing display of chain wrestling highlighted by a series of rollups and counters into rollups for near falls. Davey looked to have the match won on a few occasions, connecting with both variations of the DR Driver but King would not stay down. King would throw everything but the kitchen sink at the lone wolf but Davey kept fighting back much to the crowd's amazement. Late in the match Davey tried to go up top looking for a cross body but King would counter with a picture perfect dropkick that looked like it knocked Davey into next year. King would slowly rise to his feet somehow pick Richards up and hit a Royal Flush! King doesn't even have the strength to cover and just throws an arm over Davey as the ref counts three. Kenny King has won this match and damn did he deserve it.
Winner: Kenny King
King celebrates as the crowd chants for ANX. At the next South Beach iPPV the ANX will square off with the NRC for the South Beach Tag Team Titles.
Fiery words on a dark background "They are coming" shows up on the titan tron. It doesn't give an explanation or anything. Who are "they" and what will "They" do?
Striker and Howard promote South Beach TV coming to televisions all across Florida in two weeks when The NWA World Heavyweight Champion Kyle Matthews comes down flanked by The Prophecy. The champ has a mic in hand and he looks angry.
Matthews: I am the NWA Worlds Heavyweight Champion Kyle Matthews. I am the most important person in EVERY territory in the NWA, the antichrist of The Prophecy, caretaker of an outrageously hectic schedule, and yet FORCED to wait until the end of the show to get mic time in a place that is as terrible as the starting quarterback of their NFL team. *Crowd boos* Sit down and shut the hell up when you are in the presence of royalty. Christopher Daniels, you asked me to come down here for a reason that you wouldn't give. Now get your ass down here before Dan, my prophet D'Angelo, and my angel of death Azrieal go and beat a response out of you.
We don't have to wait long as Christopher Daniels comes out with a scale in one hand and a mic in the other.
Daniels: Oh Kyle, so glad of you to join us down here. Now we can settle our differences as men. I have a lot of problems with you other than your weight Kyle; the first of all the antichrist thing. Dude if you want an antichrist I got Kevin Steen in the back. Tell him you're a bigger bad ass than he is and see how long it takes til you're in the hospital. So you hit someone with a chair....so what? Edge and Christian hit so many people with chairs in the last decade plus that it's desensitized people. Wake me when you put someone through a barbed wire board that's lit on fire after power bombing them from on top of a ladder. Hell Dragon King put Jaguar through a flaming table at the last IU show. Those guys are some sick fucks...but onto other things Kyle. You see I NEVER put on a white hat and called myself a saint. I never used a chair to get what I wanted...
Kyle: Waitwaitwaitwaitwaitwait...YOU never used a chair to get what you wanted? Need I remind you how you won the South Beach title in the first place? You cracked a chair over the skull of someone that you claimed to be your best friend you pretentious pontificating prick. Your argument is invalid. Next...and if you're planning on fighting me can we get this over with sooner than later. I noticed that I have three of the best performers in wrestling with me and it's just you by your lonesome. You want a shot at my title, beat us in a match. Surely someone as talented as YOU can beat four people....even if one of them is the best in the world today. Heck if you can find any NON TRINITY members to join you, which I highly doubt since pretty much everybody in South Beach hates your guts, we'll make this an 8 man tag.....*Bray Wyatt whispers to Matthews*...okay make it a 6 man match because Wyatt and Maff want things to be a fair fight.
"The Final Countdown" hits and Bryan Danielson comes out grabs the mic from the ringside and stands between the 5 men.
Danielson: NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! I know what's happening here and I can't stand it. Daniels you have no idea what it takes to hang with the Worlds Heavyweight Champion. I do. So what do I do now? Matthews I may not like you but I can't stand Daniels. Count me in on your team. Daniels, you gotta find at least one more person because there is NO WAY you're making it through Dinero, Azireal, Matthews and I. Good luck chump.
Daniels looks around almost pleading for anyone to come out when "South Texas Deathride" hits and Paul London strolls confidently to the ring and takes the mic out of The Fallen Angel's hands
London: Chris I can't stand you either but I have a bigger beef with Bryan. I'll stand beside you for tonight, but I still don't trust you. Count me in.
Daniels actually extends a hand to London and says thanks before looking to the back with almost pleading eyes.
Next comes the World Junior Heavyweight champion Johnny Gargano! Gargano takes the mic from London.
Gargano: Guess what everyone? I'm Baaaaack! Daniels I might be a "bad guy" and you might be a "bad guy", but you aren't with TOXIC; which means you ain't rolling with me. My problem is with our illustrious champ who wants to say that my belt is worthless. Dude do everyone a favor right now and try to ram your head up your ass. You did it once when you said that this beautiful belt was worthless, I want to see you do it again. *Gets nose to nose with Kyle and holds the belt up* You want to throw this belt away? Do you? Come on do it chicken shit. FUCKING DO IT! *Matthews just stares impassively* See, you got no balls. I guess Wyatt already fried 'em up and ate them. *Wyatt looks incensed and has to be held back by everyone* Count me in on this shit.
Nobody comes out for a long time as the announcers are pleading for anyone to come out and make this a fair fight. Eventually "Fighter's Passion" hits and LOW KI COMES OUT! The crowd erupts as the South Beach Champion comes to the ring and everyone in the ring looks stunned. Ki takes the mic from Gargano as Daniels goes to thank the champ but gets stopped.
Low Ki: Christopher I am not out here for you so put your hand down. I am out here because I took a solemn oath to eradicate evil wherever it is. I will tag with you tonight Christopher but I will never trust you again after what happened at Christmas Chaos and Broken Resolutions. *Daniels nods*
Matthews and his team go to their respective corner but Daniels has one more thing to say.
Daniels: Now wait one second Kyle I have a tiny stipulation to make for this match. If I beat you; not any member of your team, just you, you come back here on the first episode of South Beach TV and I will wrestle WHOEVER you want in ANY type of match in order to get a shot at that NWA World Heavyweight Championship at The Great American Bash. If my team loses, however, I will not challenge for the NWA World Heavyweight Championship as long as you hold it. Do we have a deal? Think about it...I only have a 5.9% chance of getting what I want out of this. Whaddaya say champ?
Matthews confers with The Prophecy for a moment before nodding agreement with a grin.
Daniels: Oh by the way champ, one last thing: there may not have been any MAN that wanted to side with me, but there was a machine that agreed....a WAR MACHINE!
"Next Big Thing" hits....and BROCK LESNAR COMES OUT! The true altered beast of professional wrestling comes out, winces a bit as he tears the sling off his arm with his left hand and points at the champ whose jaw is on the mat. Lesnar stands at ringside, points to his eyes and then at Maff and Wyatt as Daniels is wearing a cheshire cat grin in the ring.
Main Event: NWA World Heavyweight Champion Kyle Matthews, "The Angel of Death" Azrieal, "The Prophet" D'Angelo Dinero and "The American Dragon" Bryan Danielson vs "The Fallen Angel" Christopher Daniels, NWA World Junior Heavyweight Champion "The Whole Shebang" Johnny Gargano, Paul London, and NWA South Beach Chanpion Low Ki (8-man tag match)
Low Ki and Danielson start off trading holds so fast that the announce team can't keep up with it. Danielson eventually lands a dragon suplex but doesn't bridge instead. Danielson drags the South Beach Champ over to his corner and The Prophet Dinero tags in and starts working over Low Ki with an array of strikes. Low Ki still looks out of it from the 15 minute war that he had with Gargano earlier in the show. The crowd chants for the champ as Dinero quickly hits a 4-Up for a near fall. Low Ki tries to crawl over to his corner but gets caught by D'Angelo. The Paragon of Virtue tries to drag him back but Low Ki manages to hit an enzugiri which momentarily stuns his adversary enough that Ki launches himself toward his corner and tags in Paul London! London comes in off the top rope and hits a huge crossbody on Dinero before going over and knocking everyone on the opposite team off the apron. London with quick strikes and a scoop slam before going to the top again....London hits a 450 and covers! One.....two....and Bryan Danielson breaks the pin attempt up with a diving headbutt! Danielson with some quick strikes to London before leaving the ring. London goes over to tag in Gargano but gets stopped by Azrieal! Azrieal tagged in while London was trying to recover from the mini onslaught by Danielson. The Angel of Death picks up up Paul in an electric chair....and hits the Dusted Driver! Azrieal covers as Matthews looks on from ringside grinning. One.....Two....and Daniels breaks up the pin, trying to save the glimmering hope he has of challenging for the world title. London comes back with a quick northern lights suplex for a near fall. London tags in Johnny Gargano and the Junior Heavyweight Champion comes in sneering at Matthews. Gargano hooks Azrieal in a full nelson and looks to hit Hurts Donut but instead switches grips and locks in the Garga-No-Escape! Azrieal is struggling as the self professed antichrist of The Prophecy looks mortified. Matthews crosses himself before going to the top and hitting a missile dropkick on Azrieal which breaks the hold! Daniels looks shocked as Striker and Schilling mention that if Matthews would have let his Angel of Death submit that he could have stopped Daniels from challenging for the title at The Bash!
Gargano looks furious at what the champ did. He picks Azrieal up, points at Kyle, and shouts at the champ to tag in......if he has the balls to go up against greatness. Kyle's fuse, already so dangerously short, looks like its about ready to snap as he screams at Azrieal to tag him in; he does and Kyle comes in and immediately starts trading rights and lefts with Gargano. Gargano misses with a short armed clothesline and Kyle hits a neckbreaker. Kyle with the cover....one....two....NO! Gargano kicks out! Gargano gets up and goes for a suplex but Matthews blocks and hits one of his own. Matthews signals for the Hidaka Lock but takes a long look at Christopher Daniels and smiles! Matthews walks over and to The Fallen Angel and mouths "it's over". Daniels smiles? Why is he smiling? Daniels just shakes his head and Matthews' expression changes from one of supreme smugness to one of horror as Gargano locks in a full nelson....HURTS DONUT! Gargano hits Hurts Donut on the champ! Gargano covers! ONE.....TWO.....AND THE REF GETS PULLED OUT BY WYATT AND MAFF! The ref threatens to throw the match out when Christopher Daniels comes down and pleads with the ref to reconsider. The ref nods and Chris ushers him back in the ring. Daniels looks at Wyatt and Maff who are advancing on him and tells them to turn around. They do and they get SPEARED BY LESNAR! Brock Lesnar just speared Bray and Dan out of their boots! Lesnar gets up wincing and holding his right arm. He smiles at Daniels who gets back up on the apron to catch a tag from Gargano! Daniels hits a huge scoop slam on Matthews, goes to the top.....BME! Daniels hits the Best Moonsault Ever! He goes for the cover...but Matthews locks in the Hidaka Lock! Matthews looks demented as he wrenches on Christopher's arm. Daniels claws to the ropes...he's almost there......HE MAKES THE ROPES! DANIELS MADE IT TO THE ROPES! The ref has to yank Matthews off of Daniels to get him to break and the champ starts screaming at the ref. Daniels sneaks up behind the Kyle and rolls him up! ONE.....TWO....THREE! DANIELS JUST PINNED THE CHAMP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
Winners: Christopher Daniels, Johnny Gargano, Paul London and Low Ki
Matthews looks stunned as Daniels tries to raise the hands of his teammates who look happy to have won, but don't really seem to be happy about having won with Daniels. Breakdown goes off the air with The Prophecy and Danielson backpeadaling up the ramp and the winners all celebrating awkwardly in the ring. Striker and Schilling thank everyone for tuning in and urge everyone to watch the debut of South Beach TV on May 19th! Good night everyone!
Match Number 1: Velvet Sky vs. Allysin Kay
This match barely gets underway when the lights go out. When they come on again Awesome Kong already has Kay set up for an Implant Buster. Before she can succeed in finishing Kay off Velvet tries to attack Kong! Kong lets Sky get in a few shots but its clear that none of them are even fazing this massive woman. She turns back to Kay and lays her our with a lariat and then turns her attention back to Sky. She takes Sky out with a headbutt and then stacks her on top of Kay, lets out a primal scream and dead lifts both women into a double Awesome Bomb! The crowd chants "Holy Shit" as a quick replay shows Allysin Kay's nose getting crunched sickeningly by the back of Velvet's head. Kong grabs a mic from ringside.
Kong: Havok. Title match.
Kong drops the mic as EMTs rush the ring while giving Kong a wide berth.
A quick vignette for The Queen's Cup on the 31st of this month airs.
"Fighter's Passion" hits and the brand new South Beach Champion Low Ki comes out as the crowd explodes. Low Ki gets a mic from ringside and climbs into the ring.
Low Ki: Thank you everyone, you humble me with your kindness. *Crowd chants "Welcome Back"* It's good to be back. Last month at the second day of Rising from the Ashes I gained retribution over the one that wronged me, a man that I considered to be a brother and true friend in this business, Christopher Daniels. I may have won this match, and with it the South Beach title, but I did it as someone else. I pride myself on being on of the best ring technicians in this sport today....as Low Ki; not as Suicide, Kawal, Kaval, Senshi or any other name. In order to prove to myself that I still have what it takes to be your champion, I am calling out one of the best wrestlers in the world to face me in the ring right now. I speak to you, NWA World Junior Heavyweight Champion Johnny Gargano, please come down to the ring and honor me with a one on one battle. No stables, no gimmicks, just an honorable fight.
The crowd waits in anticipation as the "The Whole Shebang" Johnny Gargano finally comes out with the title gleaming over his shoulder.
Gargano: Boo hoo. Low Ki came back but can't find himself. Wah wah. Dude you're a champion, supposedly the main champion of this god forsaken territory, start fucking acting like it. However, since you were a good little boy and asked nicely, I will grant you a match; and I'll even sweeten the pot a little bit: IF you can beat me in fifteen minutes I will give you a shot at this beautiful World Junior Heavyweight Title that's gleaming over my shoulder when I say so. Do you think you can beat someone that is simultaneously The Cat's Pajamas AND The Bee's Knees? *Low Ki nods stoically* Then why wait for later? Let's get this whole shebang, see what I did there, started. Get a ref down here.
Match Number 2: NWA South Beach Champion Low Ki vs. NWA World Junior Heavyweight Champion Johnny Gargano (15 minute time limit NON-TITLE match)
The bell rings and the 4 time former Junior Heavyweight Champ and the current JH Champ circle each other, both looking for a way inside the defenses of the other. Eventually they lock up and put on a phenomenal display of chain wrestling eventually ending in a double clothesline which the crowd shows their appreciation for. Gargano to his feet first and immediately hits a Baby Ace Crusher for a quick near fall. Both men get back up and Ki sends Gargano into the turnbuckle and hits the Tidal Crush! Ki sends the champ down and climbs to the top....WARRIOR'S WAY! That's gonna do it! Ki covers....one...Two.....NO! Gargano kicks out! Gargano slams Ki down and goes up top himself, possibly looking for a moonsault....but Ki hits the ropes and catches Gargano in the tree of woe! Ki gets up catlike to the top and hits Warriors Wrath! Ki covers....one....two....and a kick out! Gargano just kicked out of two of Low Ki's most trusted finishers! Dueling chants for Gargano and Ki as they trade bombs in the middle of the ring. Ki swings and misses, Gargano goes low and picks the one world warrior up. Ki fights to get out of Gargano's clutches but can't escape in time before the champ hits a running snake eyes into one of the middle turnbuckles! He just hit Low Ki with a Lawn Dart! Gargano drags Ki into the middle of the ring, hooks the legs and locks in the Crosstown Crab! Ki screams in pain as he frantically grasps for the ropes. Ki starts to crawl to the ropes and the crowd is on their feet! Ki is SOOOOOO close..........AND HE MAKES IT TO THE ROPES! Gargano barely lets Ki get to his feet before hitting him with the Hurts Donut! Gargano lays across him facing the ceiling of the UNF Arena....One......TWO.....AND A KICK OUT! HOW IN THE HELL DID LOW KI KICK OUT OF THAT? Ki grabs one of Gargano's arms wildly in desperation and locks on a headscissors! KI HAS THE IRON OCTOPUS LOCKED IN! Low Ki wrenches back as Gargano screams out in agony. Gargano is writhing in the middle of the ring trying to find a way out of this hold when suddenly the bell rings! Gargano never tapped out! Why did the bell ring?
Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen the fifteen minutes alloted for this match have expired. *crowd boos* Therefore the official is ruling this match a DRAW!
Result: Time limit draw
The crowd chants "five more minutes" as Gargano looks lucky to escape this match as well as the Iron Octopus. Johnny almost falls out of the ring and grabs a mic.
Gargano: *panting* Well Ki, you put up a better fight than most who would challenge for my title. Just so you know I am a man of my word: You will NOT receive a title shot! You know why? You. Did. NOT. Beat. Me. I am the greatest Junior Heavyweight champion that the NWA has ever or WILL ever see. I am the crown jewel of the most destructive force in the NWA. I simply have no peer. Now if you all will excuse me, I shall return to my rightful place on the throne as the TRUE king of Ring Warriors. I love you all.
Low Ki looks frustrated as the announce team puts over how close he came to gaining a shot at the Junior Heavyweight Title.
A vignette of NWA South Beach's newest tag team, The Super Smash Brothers plays as they are playing the original Mortal Kombat on the Jumbotron of the American Airlines Arena. They pause the game to briefly look at the camera and say that when they get to South Beach that every team is going to meet a *unpause* (Video game voice) FATALITY.
The former South Beach Tag Team Champions, Rhett Titus and Kenny King, come down as the crowd is surprisingly split in reaction. King grabs a mic.
King: Last month, the All Night Express was as close to the top of the world as we could be. We had the South Beach Tag Team Titles, fought off some of the best tag teams in the NWA; by the way thank you so much to The Show Stoppers out in California Pro yall pushed us to new heights as a tag team, and were treat like royalty every where we went. Then came these two punks from TOXIC, Davey Richards and Rocky Romero. You boys call yourselves the No Remorse Corps, but really yall are the No Testicles Corps. James Storm and Matt Sydal should have won that three way match and if it weren't for Ray and Devon they woulda beat your punk asses all the way from Pensacola to Key West. We made our mistakes though, we took yall lightly and paid the price; and that's why we're out here. We ain't asking for a rematch, instead we have a proposition: We have two one on one matches with you guys; if one of us wins we get a Tag Team title shot at the next South Beach iPPV, if neither of us beats either of you we will start from the bottom and work our way back to the top, what do you boys think?
The South Beach Tag Team Champs, The No Remorse Corps, come out flanked by Jimmy Jacobs and TOXIC's newest addition Ezekiel Jackson.
Davey: Kenny Kenny Kenny....other than your mandatory rematch clause, which we believe is bogus, why should we give you shots at our titles? We were clearly the better team at Rising From the Ashes and we've only gotten better since. However, we do actually respect you guys for wanting to isolate us one on one, since you obviously can't beat us as a team. Therefore we will graciously honor your request. Rhett Titus you'll face off against Rocky Romero now, and later on tonight Kenny you and I will square off. Just remember that when I kill you later that I am NOT a bastard.
All four members of TOXIC make their way down to the ring and The ANX looks wary.
King: We thought yall might pull this bullshit so we got some backup of our own. *snaps fingers*
From the back CM Punk and Jay Lethal come out! Lethal has a mic of his own.
Lethal: Jimmy Jacobs, we had a great match at Rising From the Ashes and its been eating at me that I was THIS CLOSE to the Gulf Coast Championship. The Great American Bash is two months away up in Cleveland, and I am challenging you to a match for that Gulf Coast Title. Since Uhaa is out for a bit after the bullshit way yall took him out two weeks ago, CM Punk came to me and asked if I'd like to join him and The Unbreakables in his war against you freaks with an inferiority complex. It's time to quit talking and start fighting, go get him Titus.
Match Number 3: Rhett Titus vs. Rocky Romero
This was a quick match that saw Titus go quickly for the win several times but to no avail. Towards the end of the match Sami Callahan would run through the crowd and attack Punk from behind, which would bring out The Unbreakables. The ensuing chaos would consume the referee's attention allowing Jon Moxley to come in and nail Titus with the Boma Ye! Romero covers just in time for the ref to turn around. One....two...three and this one is over. If Davey beats Kenny later the ANX will no longer be the number one contenders to the South Beach Tag Team Titles.
Winner: Rocky Romero
Post match TOXIC groups up and smiles at the Straight Edge Nation and Kenny King who are tending to Titus. King points at Davey with contempt.
A vignette for the Great American Bash, which will take place in about 2 months time from The Quicken Loans Arena in Cleveland, airs.
Before the next match can take place the crowd starts booing as there is movement....someone is coming to the ring....its Averno and Mephisto! What the hell are they doing here? Schilling gets up and takes a mic.
Howard: Why the fuck are you two here? Two weeks ago I told everyone that if any talent from NWA Mexico were, como se dice, estupido to show up at a South Beach show that they would be sorry. You idiotas want a fight? Well I happen to have a tag team that is has shown signs of promise since Madness in March but for some reason just can't gain any traction. Amazing Red and PAC; I will give you a shot at the South Beach tag team champs next month if you can show these clowns what happens when you mess with South Beach.
Match Number 4: Red Eye Flights (Amazing Red and PAC) vs. Averno and Mephisto
If you're a fan of slow paced technical wrestling this match was not for you as all four men flew around the ring putting their bodies on the line. People were moving so fast that the referee eventually adopted lucha libre rules as far as tagging in and out. Redeye Flights looked to have the match in hand when Averno hit the Averno Driver on Red and pinned him for the three count! The interlopers from Mexico stole one!
Winners: Averno and Mephisto
Averno and Mephisto might as well have sodomized and murdered Howard's family as he is going fifteen shades of ballistic at ringside. Averno and Mephisto leave as the crowd boos and Howard has lost it and is throwing tables and chairs around ringside. All of a sudden Howard stops, gets an eerily blissful look on his face, starts LAUGHING, and sits back at the announce table. Striker wonders what the hell is going on with Howard as we head to the back where Jessicka Havok is standing over Allysin Kay with Sassy Stephanie close by.
Havok: Kong! I have no idea what kind of shit you're trying to pull; but the one thing that you will quickly learn is that nobody, and I fucking mean NOBODY messes with The Midwest Militia. I swear by all that I hold close to my heart that I will end you for taking out my dear sweet Ally; and if that means I have to put my belt on the line so be it. I'm coming for you Kong; and when we meet, it won't be in just any type of match. No no no no no....its going to be Last Woman Standing.
Match Number 5: Davey Richards vs Kenny King
Before the match JBL comes down and says that there has been enough chaos for one night and that it's just going to be Kenny King vs. Davey Richards. If ANYBODY interferes; the match will be thrown out, the ANX will NOT receive their rematch, and the NRC will be stripped of their titles. King and Davey come down to the ring and we are underway. Richards came out like a house en fuego to start the match hoping to end it early an move on to other challenges. King weathers the storm and starts fighting back as the crowd is firmly behind The Pretty Boy Pitbull. Both men put on an amazing display of chain wrestling highlighted by a series of rollups and counters into rollups for near falls. Davey looked to have the match won on a few occasions, connecting with both variations of the DR Driver but King would not stay down. King would throw everything but the kitchen sink at the lone wolf but Davey kept fighting back much to the crowd's amazement. Late in the match Davey tried to go up top looking for a cross body but King would counter with a picture perfect dropkick that looked like it knocked Davey into next year. King would slowly rise to his feet somehow pick Richards up and hit a Royal Flush! King doesn't even have the strength to cover and just throws an arm over Davey as the ref counts three. Kenny King has won this match and damn did he deserve it.
Winner: Kenny King
King celebrates as the crowd chants for ANX. At the next South Beach iPPV the ANX will square off with the NRC for the South Beach Tag Team Titles.
Fiery words on a dark background "They are coming" shows up on the titan tron. It doesn't give an explanation or anything. Who are "they" and what will "They" do?
Striker and Howard promote South Beach TV coming to televisions all across Florida in two weeks when The NWA World Heavyweight Champion Kyle Matthews comes down flanked by The Prophecy. The champ has a mic in hand and he looks angry.
Matthews: I am the NWA Worlds Heavyweight Champion Kyle Matthews. I am the most important person in EVERY territory in the NWA, the antichrist of The Prophecy, caretaker of an outrageously hectic schedule, and yet FORCED to wait until the end of the show to get mic time in a place that is as terrible as the starting quarterback of their NFL team. *Crowd boos* Sit down and shut the hell up when you are in the presence of royalty. Christopher Daniels, you asked me to come down here for a reason that you wouldn't give. Now get your ass down here before Dan, my prophet D'Angelo, and my angel of death Azrieal go and beat a response out of you.
We don't have to wait long as Christopher Daniels comes out with a scale in one hand and a mic in the other.
Daniels: Oh Kyle, so glad of you to join us down here. Now we can settle our differences as men. I have a lot of problems with you other than your weight Kyle; the first of all the antichrist thing. Dude if you want an antichrist I got Kevin Steen in the back. Tell him you're a bigger bad ass than he is and see how long it takes til you're in the hospital. So you hit someone with a chair....so what? Edge and Christian hit so many people with chairs in the last decade plus that it's desensitized people. Wake me when you put someone through a barbed wire board that's lit on fire after power bombing them from on top of a ladder. Hell Dragon King put Jaguar through a flaming table at the last IU show. Those guys are some sick fucks...but onto other things Kyle. You see I NEVER put on a white hat and called myself a saint. I never used a chair to get what I wanted...
Kyle: Waitwaitwaitwaitwaitwait...YOU never used a chair to get what you wanted? Need I remind you how you won the South Beach title in the first place? You cracked a chair over the skull of someone that you claimed to be your best friend you pretentious pontificating prick. Your argument is invalid. Next...and if you're planning on fighting me can we get this over with sooner than later. I noticed that I have three of the best performers in wrestling with me and it's just you by your lonesome. You want a shot at my title, beat us in a match. Surely someone as talented as YOU can beat four people....even if one of them is the best in the world today. Heck if you can find any NON TRINITY members to join you, which I highly doubt since pretty much everybody in South Beach hates your guts, we'll make this an 8 man tag.....*Bray Wyatt whispers to Matthews*...okay make it a 6 man match because Wyatt and Maff want things to be a fair fight.
"The Final Countdown" hits and Bryan Danielson comes out grabs the mic from the ringside and stands between the 5 men.
Danielson: NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! I know what's happening here and I can't stand it. Daniels you have no idea what it takes to hang with the Worlds Heavyweight Champion. I do. So what do I do now? Matthews I may not like you but I can't stand Daniels. Count me in on your team. Daniels, you gotta find at least one more person because there is NO WAY you're making it through Dinero, Azireal, Matthews and I. Good luck chump.
Daniels looks around almost pleading for anyone to come out when "South Texas Deathride" hits and Paul London strolls confidently to the ring and takes the mic out of The Fallen Angel's hands
London: Chris I can't stand you either but I have a bigger beef with Bryan. I'll stand beside you for tonight, but I still don't trust you. Count me in.
Daniels actually extends a hand to London and says thanks before looking to the back with almost pleading eyes.
Next comes the World Junior Heavyweight champion Johnny Gargano! Gargano takes the mic from London.
Gargano: Guess what everyone? I'm Baaaaack! Daniels I might be a "bad guy" and you might be a "bad guy", but you aren't with TOXIC; which means you ain't rolling with me. My problem is with our illustrious champ who wants to say that my belt is worthless. Dude do everyone a favor right now and try to ram your head up your ass. You did it once when you said that this beautiful belt was worthless, I want to see you do it again. *Gets nose to nose with Kyle and holds the belt up* You want to throw this belt away? Do you? Come on do it chicken shit. FUCKING DO IT! *Matthews just stares impassively* See, you got no balls. I guess Wyatt already fried 'em up and ate them. *Wyatt looks incensed and has to be held back by everyone* Count me in on this shit.
Nobody comes out for a long time as the announcers are pleading for anyone to come out and make this a fair fight. Eventually "Fighter's Passion" hits and LOW KI COMES OUT! The crowd erupts as the South Beach Champion comes to the ring and everyone in the ring looks stunned. Ki takes the mic from Gargano as Daniels goes to thank the champ but gets stopped.
Low Ki: Christopher I am not out here for you so put your hand down. I am out here because I took a solemn oath to eradicate evil wherever it is. I will tag with you tonight Christopher but I will never trust you again after what happened at Christmas Chaos and Broken Resolutions. *Daniels nods*
Matthews and his team go to their respective corner but Daniels has one more thing to say.
Daniels: Now wait one second Kyle I have a tiny stipulation to make for this match. If I beat you; not any member of your team, just you, you come back here on the first episode of South Beach TV and I will wrestle WHOEVER you want in ANY type of match in order to get a shot at that NWA World Heavyweight Championship at The Great American Bash. If my team loses, however, I will not challenge for the NWA World Heavyweight Championship as long as you hold it. Do we have a deal? Think about it...I only have a 5.9% chance of getting what I want out of this. Whaddaya say champ?
Matthews confers with The Prophecy for a moment before nodding agreement with a grin.
Daniels: Oh by the way champ, one last thing: there may not have been any MAN that wanted to side with me, but there was a machine that agreed....a WAR MACHINE!
"Next Big Thing" hits....and BROCK LESNAR COMES OUT! The true altered beast of professional wrestling comes out, winces a bit as he tears the sling off his arm with his left hand and points at the champ whose jaw is on the mat. Lesnar stands at ringside, points to his eyes and then at Maff and Wyatt as Daniels is wearing a cheshire cat grin in the ring.
Main Event: NWA World Heavyweight Champion Kyle Matthews, "The Angel of Death" Azrieal, "The Prophet" D'Angelo Dinero and "The American Dragon" Bryan Danielson vs "The Fallen Angel" Christopher Daniels, NWA World Junior Heavyweight Champion "The Whole Shebang" Johnny Gargano, Paul London, and NWA South Beach Chanpion Low Ki (8-man tag match)
Low Ki and Danielson start off trading holds so fast that the announce team can't keep up with it. Danielson eventually lands a dragon suplex but doesn't bridge instead. Danielson drags the South Beach Champ over to his corner and The Prophet Dinero tags in and starts working over Low Ki with an array of strikes. Low Ki still looks out of it from the 15 minute war that he had with Gargano earlier in the show. The crowd chants for the champ as Dinero quickly hits a 4-Up for a near fall. Low Ki tries to crawl over to his corner but gets caught by D'Angelo. The Paragon of Virtue tries to drag him back but Low Ki manages to hit an enzugiri which momentarily stuns his adversary enough that Ki launches himself toward his corner and tags in Paul London! London comes in off the top rope and hits a huge crossbody on Dinero before going over and knocking everyone on the opposite team off the apron. London with quick strikes and a scoop slam before going to the top again....London hits a 450 and covers! One.....two....and Bryan Danielson breaks the pin attempt up with a diving headbutt! Danielson with some quick strikes to London before leaving the ring. London goes over to tag in Gargano but gets stopped by Azrieal! Azrieal tagged in while London was trying to recover from the mini onslaught by Danielson. The Angel of Death picks up up Paul in an electric chair....and hits the Dusted Driver! Azrieal covers as Matthews looks on from ringside grinning. One.....Two....and Daniels breaks up the pin, trying to save the glimmering hope he has of challenging for the world title. London comes back with a quick northern lights suplex for a near fall. London tags in Johnny Gargano and the Junior Heavyweight Champion comes in sneering at Matthews. Gargano hooks Azrieal in a full nelson and looks to hit Hurts Donut but instead switches grips and locks in the Garga-No-Escape! Azrieal is struggling as the self professed antichrist of The Prophecy looks mortified. Matthews crosses himself before going to the top and hitting a missile dropkick on Azrieal which breaks the hold! Daniels looks shocked as Striker and Schilling mention that if Matthews would have let his Angel of Death submit that he could have stopped Daniels from challenging for the title at The Bash!
Gargano looks furious at what the champ did. He picks Azrieal up, points at Kyle, and shouts at the champ to tag in......if he has the balls to go up against greatness. Kyle's fuse, already so dangerously short, looks like its about ready to snap as he screams at Azrieal to tag him in; he does and Kyle comes in and immediately starts trading rights and lefts with Gargano. Gargano misses with a short armed clothesline and Kyle hits a neckbreaker. Kyle with the cover....one....two....NO! Gargano kicks out! Gargano gets up and goes for a suplex but Matthews blocks and hits one of his own. Matthews signals for the Hidaka Lock but takes a long look at Christopher Daniels and smiles! Matthews walks over and to The Fallen Angel and mouths "it's over". Daniels smiles? Why is he smiling? Daniels just shakes his head and Matthews' expression changes from one of supreme smugness to one of horror as Gargano locks in a full nelson....HURTS DONUT! Gargano hits Hurts Donut on the champ! Gargano covers! ONE.....TWO.....AND THE REF GETS PULLED OUT BY WYATT AND MAFF! The ref threatens to throw the match out when Christopher Daniels comes down and pleads with the ref to reconsider. The ref nods and Chris ushers him back in the ring. Daniels looks at Wyatt and Maff who are advancing on him and tells them to turn around. They do and they get SPEARED BY LESNAR! Brock Lesnar just speared Bray and Dan out of their boots! Lesnar gets up wincing and holding his right arm. He smiles at Daniels who gets back up on the apron to catch a tag from Gargano! Daniels hits a huge scoop slam on Matthews, goes to the top.....BME! Daniels hits the Best Moonsault Ever! He goes for the cover...but Matthews locks in the Hidaka Lock! Matthews looks demented as he wrenches on Christopher's arm. Daniels claws to the ropes...he's almost there......HE MAKES THE ROPES! DANIELS MADE IT TO THE ROPES! The ref has to yank Matthews off of Daniels to get him to break and the champ starts screaming at the ref. Daniels sneaks up behind the Kyle and rolls him up! ONE.....TWO....THREE! DANIELS JUST PINNED THE CHAMP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
Winners: Christopher Daniels, Johnny Gargano, Paul London and Low Ki
Matthews looks stunned as Daniels tries to raise the hands of his teammates who look happy to have won, but don't really seem to be happy about having won with Daniels. Breakdown goes off the air with The Prophecy and Danielson backpeadaling up the ramp and the winners all celebrating awkwardly in the ring. Striker and Schilling thank everyone for tuning in and urge everyone to watch the debut of South Beach TV on May 19th! Good night everyone!
. Gargano?low-Ki was a great match to, albeit it would have been ever better if Ki had won the belt. 
