PCW Live: Help!
Logan Square Auditorium
Alexa Bliss vs Becky Lynch
Becky and Alexa have history and had no issues showing just that in the ring. Lynch tossed the smaller woman early on with the Bexploder Suplex, but Bliss rolls out of the ring to avoid the pin. Lynch gets to the apron, looking to take Alexa down with a flying clothesline. The blonde uses the barricade to slowly stand and narrowly dodges a spear, sending the redhead into the barricade. Alexa tosses the face into the ringpost before forcing Becky into the ring. She forces Becky up, looking for the DDT to end it all with a three count victory and another point added on.
Her celebration doesn’t last long as she’s up the ramp because Shaul races out, knocking Bliss down. The blonde rolls down the ramp and tries to escape through the crowd as she stands. Guerrero is barely able to grab onto her hair over the barricade, but Alexa slaps the woman across the face before racing off into the fans. Shaul doesn’t have trouble following after her. The champion gains on Alexa as the two burst backstage. She grabs Bliss from behind and tossed her forward into the catering table. Alexa is covered in food and starts to kick and scream in anger once regaining her senses. Guerrero smirks before nailing a running knee to the face to send Alexa back down to the floor for added measure.
Dean Ambrose vs Ricochet
The two men put on show for the crowd. Ricochet impressing with his aerial manoeuvres as Dean shocks the crowd with heavy strikes. It’s a back and forth contest, but only one can win and it’s Dean with the Dirty Deeds after a missed moonsault to end the match, receiving his first point in PCW.
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Salina calls out Scarlett
Salina stands alone in the ring with a mic in hand. She sported a new grey pantsuit and matching blazer, hair tightly wound into a ponytail. The fans were booing her, but she ignored them completely as she started to speak. “I know you’ve all noticed there’s a missing competitor by my side, however, I personally requested Low-Ki to remain backstage while I handled my own business tonight.”
The fans immediately started chanting for Scarlett and Salina smiles. “You couldn’t be more right for once! Yeah, I got something to say to Bordeaux. After last week’s...fiasco, to put it lightly, I took some time to think about it and I forgive her for her stank attitude and even stankier attire choice. What more could I expect from your everyday street rat? It was silly of me to assume that she would have the same sense of class and dignity that a woman like me would have. That’s why I’m offering a spot on my team for the very last time to Scarlett. What do you say, Scarlett? I know you’re listening. Get on the winning side.”
It doesn’t take long for the blonde to make her appearance with a mic in her hand, as well. She made her way to the ramp in a white romper, a split running down from her chest to her abdomen. The fans cheered her on as she dipped down to the floor and slowly picked herself up again, giving the crowd a wink and kiss. “Ladies and gentlemen, the hottest woman in professional wrestling to date—me!” She laughed a little and flipped her platinum locks over her shoulder. “There’s a reason they call me the Smokeshow and it’s not just because I’m hot, but because Scarlett Bordeaux knows how to crank up the heat in the ring. Lately, it seems like I’ve had you heated since last week, Salina. A poor, dirty, street rat like me declining the help of such a ‘high-class and sophisticated’ woman like yourself? It’s maddening!”
The fans boo that statement as Salina rolls her eyes. “Cut the shit, Scarlett. Are you in or not? Be reasonable here because I won’t ask again.” Scarlett looks her up and down from the ramp and shakes her head.
“The only thing stopping me from ripping your extensions out at this very moment is the fact that I look too damn good to get this romper bloodied tonight, but make no mistake, Salina. I am all too familiar with breaking down women like you have zero respect for women like me who freely expresses themselves in any form, including sexuality. I get it, though. Not every woman can mix sex appeal and business effortlessly, but that’s why they look at me as the woman to revolutionize women’s wrestling. I’m bringing sexy back in a whole new way and it’s going to be women like you left in the dust when I usher in a new era.”
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Corvus vs Hania (With Mecha Wolf)
Corvus and Hania circle the ring before Hania tried to claw at him. He narrowly evades her and tries to take her down with an arm drag. Hania stands her ground and drives a knee into the abdomen. She then kicks him in the face while holding him in place with the halter arm drag. Hania then follows through with a hip toss. Corvus crawls into the ropes and dodged a running knee. He tries to roll her up, but she kicks out early. Mecha tries to insert himself into the match by grabbing Corvus through the ropes. He fights back, kicking Wolf in the face. Mecha, now enraged, tries to enter the ring and Indigo comes racing down as Hania capitalizes on the distraction.
Indigo takes Wolf down with a Lou Thesz Press. He fights her back and they scrap on the outside. It’s only when Hania sends Corvus to the outside that she goes for a suicide dive. Indigo shoves Mecha off of her and stands between Corvus and the ring, cause Hania to halt. She slowly climbs out of the ring to come face to face with her friend.
“Move.”
“...he’s my friend, too.”
“He killed me!”
“He also brought you back!”
Hania stared Indigo down as Corvus slowly stood to his feet. It was Mecha that broke the moment as he spears Indigo from the side. Hania watches momentarily, not making a move to stop him. Instead, she returns her attention to Corvus. He backs her into the apron and slams her face against the apron.
Corvus tosses her in for the pin, but she kicks out at two. He forces her up and tries to whip her into the corner, but she flips from the turnbuckle over him and connects with a boot to the face. Corvus is shoved into the corner and she starts to claw wildly at him before biting down on his face. Corvus shrieks as the referee counts and tries to force Hania back. She releases him and follows up with a jumping knee to the face. Dazed, a bite mark forming and blood dripping from his face, Corvus walks into a guillotine chokehold. He doesn’t tap, but he can’t escape and soon succumbs.
Hania is the victor and joins Mecha on the outside, crossing paths with Indigo as she slides into the ring. The two trade a glance and Hania growls at her before leaving Indigo to check on Corvus.
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Jenny calls out Taya
Jenny paces back and forth backstage as Hayley stands by with a mic in hand. She tries to capture Blake’s attention and the woman breathes out a heavy sigh before stopping. “Hayley, I’m really not in the best of moods right now. I’ve been thinking over and over how to approach Taya. She’s clearly avoiding the repercussions for her antics last week, but she was right about us wrestling. Technically, I’m not allowed to attack her, since she didn’t put her hands on me. Im at a stand still and I really want to be alone right now.”
“Well, actually, Jenny...that’s why I’m here. Taya has been avoiding you, so we’re all wondering what’s next. I figured you’d go for the PCW title that was stolen from you by the current champion, Tyler Breeze.”
Jenny shakes her head furiously. “I’m in no condition to face Tyler. Most people are afraid to showcase their weaknesses just as much as their strengths, but I know im entirely too focused on Taya to face Breeze for the championship. I want it back. Badly, but as long as Taya is out to get me, I can’t do anything more in PCW.”
“Excuses, excuses, excuses...” A familiar voice says from the other side of Hayley. Priscilla slinks her way into view as the camera pans out. Tongue pushing against her upper lip and eyes cloaked by the tint of dark shades, Kelly giggles to herself, but no hint of humour was found in it. She stops next to Hayley and smiles. “So many reasons as to why you can’t, but you’re the self-proclaimed She-Ra now, right? You’re the hero, the good guy, the one who’s always there to save the day. Or maybe that’s just a bunch of bull that you deluded yourself into believing in order to mask the fact that you’re anything more than average. Kinda like fairytales.”
Jenny stares Priscilla down and shakes her to walk off, but Priscilla grabs her arm with a squeeze. Blake tried to pull away, but Kelly held her arm with so much form that it started to hurt. In fact, it started to burn and Blake squirmed in her grasp. Kelly slowly removed the shades from her face, revealing black pools staring right into Jenny’s soul. “Last week was fun, Jenny. We should do it again sometime...” Priscilla finally allows Jenny to snatch away and Blake steps back as a brand started to form, the skin still burning despite Priscilla no longer touching her. In her flesh, letters were scorched into it to spell out “Hell’s Favorite Harlot.” Blake groaned in pain as her skin was practically on fire. Kelly walks away, feeling all too satisfied with the message sent.
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Zack Sabre Jr & Jimmy Havoc vs Team R.A.W. (With Indi Hartwell)
Carmella takes on Zack early on and she’s making sure to keep up with his every move. However, he catches her with a sudden arm drag into an elevated armbar. Carmella refuses to tap out, but she struggles to set herself free. Indi cheers her on from the outside as Jimmy looks on in disgust. She manages to break free only for Sabre to connect with a stiff forearm and follows up with a backbreaker pulling her via hair down to the knee. Sabre tags in his partner before kicking Carmella in the back of the head as she sits up. Jimmy follows up with a running knee to the face for the pin.
Carmella kicks out at two but she’s weakened. Havoc takes advantage with a dragon sleeperhold. Carmella still doesn’t tap out and Jimmy slowly stands before lifting her up into a suplex. He hooks the leg and Carmella kicks out. Jimmy forced the woman to her feet and whips her into the corner. He attempts to tag in Zack, but Carmella elbows Zack off the apron. Jimmy makes her pay with a vicious headbutt. She drops down into the corner and Havoc chokes her out. He drags her to the centre of the ring and stomps on the abdomen to sit her up. He goes for another running knee, but she ducks back and trips him up. Carmella tries crawling to Tessa, but Jimmy grabs the leg. The Staten Island Princess battles him back with an enziguri and tags in the self-proclaimed Born Legend.
Tessa and Jimmy stand face-to-face with Havoc smiling down at her. They two suddenly unleash a barrage of punches back and forth with Tessa taking control via a kick to the leg. He drops to one knee and she pops the knee into the face for the pin. Jimmy kicks out at two. Blanchard forces Havoc to his feet and chops her in the chest. Tessa chops him back and the two trade blows before he uppercuts her. Jimmy tags in Zack and the two double team her with a heel hook roll through, transitioning into a double kick to the face. Sabre covers her, but she kicks out again. He drags Tessa into the corner and sets her upside down on the turnbuckle, kicking her in the abdomen. Zack then follows up with superkicking Carmella off the apron. He follows up with a dropkick to the corner, but Blanchard lifts herself up. Zack crashes into the corner and Tessa times it right before following up with the Magnum face breaker from the top for the pin.
Havoc manages to break it up just in time and without Carmella, both men proceed to beat down on her. Indi watches on from the outside, unable to help without throwing away the match. She then climbs the apron and distracts the referee. Carmella then slides into the ring with a steel chair, taking out both men before tossing it out, dragging Jimmy to the outside with her. Hartwell drops down from the apron as Blanchard sets Zack up for the hammerlock DDT to put him away for the victory. The women celebrate in the ring together and Tessa kicks Zack out of it to join his partner on the floor.
She dusts off her shoulder as she smirks directly at Sabre.
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Jay Lethal and Taeler Hendrix
Taeler stands alongside Jay in a shimmering, white dress. The slit ran down the left of her left thigh and down the rest of her legs, a deep V-cut down her chest. Pearls sparkled around Hendrix’s neck as she turned to face Jay with a devilish grin. Jay himself looks dressed for a formal event. Black suit pants and a matching vest with a velvet shirt tucked underneath. Hendrix handed him the mic right after giving it a lick. He winked at his wife before proceeding to speak.
“Yet another week passes with me being left off the card and for what? To showcase some newbie who’s been here for a month and was already forgotten? For some freak of nature that likely can’t tell the difference between Taya and Tyler Breeze? Or for the likes of some dysfunctional hell spawn family feud? I’m tired of taking a backseat to nobodies and abominations.”
The crowd begins to boo him, but he proceeds without hesitation. “I am the best competitor that PCW has to offer. I know you hear that like often, but it’s not just an empty statement with me. It’s a :fact: and one that’s been proven time and time again in this very ring. My wife, Taeler Hendrix, is also sick to death of the mistreatment. She is a former champion, a leader in revolutionizing PCW’s women’s division, but she’s on the sidelines while Jenny Blake is the focus? Carmella?! Don’t even get me started on Alexa....” Jay pauses and Taeler gently takes the mic from him.
“My husband is correct. I am tired of the constant negligence. We are the most powerful duo in this company with years of experience and an accumulation of prestige backing us every step of the way. There is no valid reason why the best in the world and the most enthralling, hellacious, and devious woman in PCW are constantly ‘waiting’ for opportunities to be given to us. Our patience has run out and so has PCW’s time as a promotion because now we’re going to rip the roots from underground and destroy the very foundation of this company. Thi—“
Before she can finish, the titantron turns and the crowd goes wild as a familiar face appears.
“Hey, Jay! Jaaaaaay...is this thing on...?” Kyle asks while looking off-screen.
“Doesn’t seem like he can hear me!” Lethal slowly turns to face the screen and O’Reilly waves.
“What a very long, boring, and bullshit spiel about what you think you deserve. I really enjoyed it, Jay, because it makes me that much more excited about the news I have.” Taeler looks on anger, fists balled tightly as Jay remains mute.
“With intensive physical therapy and eating my vegetables regularly, it looks like my return date got pushed up. A lot. In fact, it looks like I’ll be ready for action next week and I’m sure you can guess who I’m going after as soon as I walk through those doors. It’s been awhile, Jay. You and I have unfinished business. You’re gonna pay for putting me on the shelf. I’m going to make you wish you’d done more damage because with a dragon is out for revenge..he’s guaranteed to draw some blood. And, Jay? I can smell yours from a mile away. Might wanna focus on preparing for next week instead of acting like your wife. No one likes a dog that doesn’t know how to stop barking.”
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Tyler Breeze vs Killer Kross
Breeze is overpowered early on. Kross is just too strong for Tyler to get a good hold in for long, but that doesn’t deter the champion. He switches up his gameplan, taking a more aerial approach as he rebounds from the ropes with a huracarrana. He follows up with the double knees as Killer Kross leans against the ropes. Kross rolls out onto the apron and Tyler tries to bring him back in. Kross counter’s with a forearm and drags Breeze out onto the apron. Tyler battles back, avoiding a piledriver attempt and instead drops Kross onto the apron with a cutter. They both roll to the floor with the referee counting to three. Breeze is up first, but I’m obvious pain still. Kross, even though dazed, uses his instinct to shove his back into the ring post. Both men drop to the floor, Kross still shaking the pain away from the cutter. He picks the champion up onto his shoulder and drops him facedown onto the barricade. He then sends Tyler into the ring for the pin. Breeze kicks out at two.
Kross sends him into the corner and charges with a knee to the abdomen. Breeze drops in the corner and Kross slams his knee into the face multiple times before choking him. He is forced back by the referee before trying to go in for more. The referee warns him, trying to hold Kross back and Tyler takes advantage with a jab to the eye. He attempts to rollup Kross, but the larger man kicks out. Killer Kross gets to his feet and Tyler goes for a clothesline but eats a boot to the chest. Kross attempts to lift him for a powerbomb, but Breeze strikes the head before countering into a Frankensteiner. He goes for the pin, but Kross powers out at two. Tyler makes the climb to the top, timing it before going for a crossbody, but Kross catches him. He reverses into a swinging backbreaker before hooking the leg. Breeze manages to get the shoulder up at two.
Kross grabs the legs and lifts Tyler up and over into the ropes. Breeze chokes as the ropes connect with his neck, allowing Kross to drop him with a cradled powerbomb for the pin. Tyler kicks out still. Kross starts to fume, face turning a shade of red as he argues with the referee. Breeze doesn’t waste time in rolling up Kross for the pin, hooking the tights. The referee counts to three and Tyler survives the week. That doesn’t sit well with Killer Kross and it shows as he attacks the referee before turning his attention to the champion. Breeze attempts to battle back with a springboard crossbody, but Kross catches him and plants him into the mat with a side slam. Kross then picks Breeze up and tosses him onto the floor. Kross proceeds to dismantle Breeze, throwing him into the commentary table. Tyler is barely moving as Kross retrieves two tables, stacking them on top of each other. He then brings Tyler to the apron and sets him up for a powerbomb through the tables.
Kross remains unsatisfied and continues his assault. He grabs a chair and fixes it around the neck before stomping down. He does the same to the leg, breaking down Tyler anyway he can. He would have continued until he killed the man, but security cane racing down with Taya not far behind. They stand between Breeze and Kross as paramedics check on the champion. Taya stands toe-to-toe with Kross and points backstage.
“Go. Now.” He stares at her with a wicked smile, but he obeys and creeps his way to the back with a laugh sounding the entire way there.
Mitchell Knight vs Bray Wyatt vs Baron Corbin (Briefcase on the line)
Mitchell Knight finally makes his awaited debut and awaits his opponents in the ring. He has a huge opportunity ahead of him and it’s going to take a helluva lot of heart and a miracle for him to get through a wolf and a madman. Baron entered the ring soon after Mitchell, his briefcase clutched to him tightly with a snarl once the referee tried to take it from him. He growls in Mitchell’s direction before Bray’s entrance distracts him. He walks down the ramp with Sami alongside him with a sort of mask covering his mouth, lantern held high before sitting down in the rocking chair.
He remains seated and directs Sami to the ring instead. Callihan hesitates, the rebellious nature forever present despite the disconnect from his soul. Wyatt stares him down and Sami finally slides into the ring.
The bell rings and Corbin instantly ducks from the ring. Mitchell goes for Callihan and eats a chokeslam early on. Sami hooks the leg, but Knight kicks out. Callihan is slower to move, more meticulous in his actions. He grips the neck and chokes Mitchell on the mat. He nearly fades away until Corbin finally breaks it up. He tosses Sami out of the ring and works on Knight himself. Using his power, he tosses Knight into the corner with multiple punches to the abdomen. He then looks for a clothesline, but Knight ducks out from under it. He kicks Baron until he’s down in the corner. Mitchell then looks to charge into the corner for an attack, but Sami bursts into the ring with a clothesline. Mitchell goes flying and drops to the mat face down.
Callihan twitches in the ring, rolling his neck momentarily before driving a knee into Corbin in the corner. He drags Baron to the centre of the ring and stomps down on the chest. Bray watches from the outside in amusement, a smile creeping onto his lips. Callihan drops a knee to the chest and uses it to hold Corbin down while slamming fist after fist into the face. Mitchell slowly recuperates and looks to get back into the match. He gets Sami from behind with the double knees to the back of the head. He tries to hook the leg, but Sami powers out, sitting up straight with rage in his eyes. He attempts to capture Knight in his grasp, but the man evades him before catching Callihan with a dropkick to the leg. Knight follows up with a neckbreaker from the kneeling position for another pin.
Baron breaks it up and sends Mitchell into the ropes for a Deep Six. He hooks the leg, but Knight just barely gets the shoulder up. Baron, desperate to hold onto his case, brings Mitchell up to his shoulder, looking to toss him. Mitchell grabs the ropes to hang on and elbows Baron in the face before countering into a DDT. He hooks the leg, but Corbin powers out. Knight goes up high, looking for a big risk manoeuvre, but Sami is back into the match with a kick to the legs. Mitchel drops down onto the turnbuckle and Sami folds Mitchell up in the air with the neck on Callihan’s shoulder before dropping him down. The impact forces Knight to roll out to avoid the pin. Sami focused on Baron and the wolfman shoves him back as he stands. Callihan connects with the bicycle kick to the face and Baron is stunned, but manages to land a boot of his own as Callihan rebounds from the ropes. Both men drop to the mat and slowly battled back and forth with punches until they’re on their feet.
Baron goes for another Deep Six, but Callihan reverses onto a snapmare. He races forward with a knee to the face to stun Baron before planting him with the Cranial Contusion for the victory. Callihan is awarded the briefcase and creeps his way back out of the ring. He offers the case to Wyatt and he takes it before the two merge with the shadows and vanish from the arena.