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( 1 ) Promo: Welcome to DWA ((Black Rain))


The DWA arena is Loud and ill tempered, They have been waiting long enough to see the show, the lights are a blaring, the 4 sided ring lay in the middle of the arena, one ramp way heading to a video screen with the Logo DWA currently displayed. The arena had been handed tonight’s card upon entering the complex. The announcers are in there place Both Lilum and Anise sit at there announcing table, as Tear stands into the ring holding onto her microphone. Suddenly the arena lights up and the camera’s around the ring turn on, come cameramen show casing the audience one focused in on Tear as he took a breath and smiled. She looked to the stage and started to speak. “Welcome ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm welcome to DWA’s Board of Directors, Van Gutter, Jack Crystal, amber Stratter, and Guy fon fambra. Tear stepped back as the stage was glared on. Jack crystal stepped out onto the stage with microphone in hand, Amber followed close behind. Guy was last as Van came wandering in front of him. There was no music with there entrance. As they stopped on the stage looking around at the cheering fans.

Jack-“ WELCOME!! This is Our FIRST live Destination Wresting Alliance broadcast sense moving out from the Indies, and we are glad that Durem is the location for our First event. I Promise that I jack Crystal, and my Staff of Amber Stratter, Guy Fon Fabra, and your GM Van Gutter will do everything that we can to make this show enjoyable and full of top notch competition. In fact we open tonight’s broadcast with two unknown Super stars that im sure you will all come to lose and hold dear, to cheer or to jeer, as Jed Vs Kid Fuji!” Jack passes the microphone onto Amber.

Amber-“ Hello, Im Amber, and it is my job to make sure that that your entertainment is top notch and you are not bothered with out dated Star VS GM, fed VS fed, or anything that you have seen time and time again, Im here to make sure things are spiced up, and you stay at the edge of your seat. And tonight it is to my hope that a most interesting character in Indy killer will entertain you when he takes on Inferno.” Amber passes the mic to Guy.

“And we also would like to tell you that recently our World Champion has fallen ill and had to leave the company upon its launch to prime time, we wish him well, but that also Brings up the situation of our world champion. And Im announcing that Our First PPV of the year will be presented in aproxmitly 2 months and will hold the Finals of a tournament starting in one month, at the finals there will be a champion crowed in what maybe the best match our fed can produce. So be sure to order the PPV. And keep a Eye on the starts of the show, to see whom you think will become victor, Nate hazzard, a Wrstler you may know of VS D-sex member Daniel Cross.”
Guy looks to Van and passes him the microphone.

Van “As your Gm, I am here to make sure everything runs smoothly, that matches don’t get out of hand, and that things are brought about in a responsible manner. That stars are not deep in steroids, to book matches on the card and making sure the main event is that to be remembered until the next show, to grab your attention and say WOW, DWA is the next big thing, and to show that I’ve put together a match here tonight between two of out best’s. Chain VS Micheal. I promise it to be outstanding, in fact I wouldn’t be surprised if one of the other of these two men win the tournament. BUT before we leave you to enjoy the show we have something that we all wish to tell you, and that there is something of a surprise for you here tonight.... After the main event is said and done, we have one thing we want to show you, for it is sure to blow you away, hahheha.”

With a smile Van turns around and leaves along with the others of the board.

Lilum:-A surprise? Well not even I know what that’s about, this is sure to be pimp’n

Anise:- haha, yes indeed. I hope that the first show put together on live TV is successful.

Lilum:- Im sure that these fans will be left in awe.

( 3 ) Inferno VS Indy Killer ((both))

Bad habits bad habits..

The arena lit up in a blast of pyros as indy hit the stage puffing lightly on the smoke as he looked towards his opponent. he wasted no time after inhaling the smoke making his way down to the ring. He quickly dashed down and rolled into the ring.
Indy moved forward onto inferno going for a fury of punches

Inferno, though not a weak man would not expect this from such a small competitor. He took a few shots before realing back on the ropes. Indy came in going for an irish whip across for a hard dropkick. inferno stopped grabbing ahold of the ropes just intime, indy hit the mat, popping up, only to get kicked in the chops by inferno.

Inferno was ready to begin his onslaught lifting indy up by the chin and giving a quick elbow shot to the throat, indy was shoved down to a knee. He quickly lifted him again with a slap to the face, followed by a hard DDT. Indy rolled out of the ring to regain some sence

Once back in the ring indy began circling his opponent, and quickly went for a lock-up, followed by a toe stomp. He followed that up with a high dropkick to the chest, sending Inferno over the top rope to the floor. Indy lifted to his feet and moved to the ropes, grabbing the tope rope, he lunged back and flung forward, hitting a crossbody into the crowd barrier on inferno

Once to his feet indy went for another clothseline over the barrier as the ref began the count. Indy jumped up onto the ring apron and slid his head in under the second rope before bring it back out, he lifted up jumping onto the second rope, and moonsaulting into the crowd on inferno.

Indy lifted back to his feet slapping some highfives with the crowd before climbing over the barrier, he rolled into the ring, and back out, heading back towards inferno. but by the time he got there, he got a quick jab to the eye. Inferno came over the crowd barrier tossing into into the ring apron. He came to his backside and lifted him up, tossing him over the second rope into the ring, indy rolled in pain.

Inferno lifted up bringing his hand to the air, as if signaling for Indy's demise, indy rolled over as Inferno mocked him. "Im gonna make you, feel the burn..." inferno smoke, slapping indy as he raised up, but with a quick fire back, a puff of smoke fumed from indys mouth, clogging around Inferno. Indy lifted Quickly moving to the ropes, he hopped up onto the second turnbuckle lifting one foot to the top he spun around aiming for inferno, Inferno, through the cloud saw it coming, bringing the ref in the way. Indy came down with the over-dose, the hard plant DDT onto the ref.

Inferno rolled out of the ring away from the smoke, still feeling the effect. He lifted the apron, he had to gain an advantage. He waited for indy to come, which he soon did. indy moved over grabbing a clump of inferno's hair, but quickly, Chair shot. indy fell back onto the mat hard, his head cut slightly. He sat there dazed as inferno crawled into the ring, lifting a hand as if signaling for the finish again, but he stopped letting out a school like giggle at his hand. Indy had not just blown any smoke at him, indy, had blown his special THC smoke...effecting the brain of inferno, the quickest way he knew how.

Indy lifted to his feet head already cut open, he stepped forward and kicked inferno in the gut, who'm quickly bent over in pain. Indy slid under his shoulder and puffed on his fingers as he flipped back, hitting the heart attack. (C-4) He quickly covered and waited for the count...and waited..He looked over seeing the ref unconciouse, there was only one thing to do. Indy rolled out of the ring and took the chair that inferno already had. He dropped it on the ground and lifted himself to the top rope. He gave a quick point to the crowd as inferno slowly started getting up, as well as the ref. He hopped off, and came down wrapping his arm around infernos neck, and bringing him down in the already seen hard DDT this time onto a chair.

The over-dose layed inferno out. Indy rolled over pushing the chair out of the way as the ref turned to them dazed he covered, the ref dropped to his knees. 1...2...3... Inferno was nearing unconciouseness as indy lifted to his knees. Shaking his head as his music came on. He turned to look at the crowd. he lifted his hand and puffed on his fingers the crowd yelling back "Hooka!" He dropped down and went under the top rope and began his way up the ramp, giving a few fans some high fives.

5 ) Michael Militia VS Chain Dragmire ((both))

I'm your dream, make it real. I'm your eyes when you must steal.
I'm your pain when you can't feel. Sad But True. I'm your dream, Mmind astray. I'm your eyes while you're away. I'm your pain while you repay.
You know it's Sad But True!!!

Micheal comes out to his music as the musical beat kicks in. He stops at the stage and throws up two devil horn signs, as he lets out a loud "Woo!!" Micheal then begans to strut down the ramp, and tag a few fans hands. Micheal then slides into the ring, and climbs the far right turnbuckle, raising the devil horns once more. Micheal then hops down and awaits is opponent.

The crowd wait. A few moments pass, the crowd cheering hard and loud but Chain is nowhere to be found...
As the opening riff to "Believer" begins to play, the crowd settle down, the music building up for a few moments, making what feels like an eternity to the crowd until finally, Chain comes out, storming through the curtain and onto the ramp with a determined, but happy look on his face, he looks around the crowd, as he throws out his right fist, clenching it tight as he moves out onto the ramp.

mou nani mo nai sekai ja
kandou deki nai
sou, kidzui ta sono hi kara
wakaru no sa
furue wo tome te
hitomi wo hirake
kimi no jikan wo tokihanate!

As the first verse of the song has been playing, Chain has been slapping hands with the fans, even taking the time to speak with some of the fans.

mirai he Shootin' star!
hikari no aachi egake
todoku no sa shinji tsudukeru nara ba
kimi wo yobu koe ga
kokoro de hajike tara
subete ga hajimaru Believer!

Now at the end of the ramp, Chain looks to his left and right, moving right and interacting with the crowd, before sliding into the ring and springing to his feet, moving toward the turnbuckle.

tada hitotsu no yakusoku ga
sekai wo kaeru
chiisana koro miage te ta
hoshi no you ni
kokoro no oku de
mabataku hikari
yume toiu na no kagayaki he

Chain climbs quickly onto the turnbuckle, saluting the crowd with a raised fist, hopping down and dashing onto the next one.

You can be a Shootin' star!
sore ga kimi no yakusoku
kurayami wo kiri sakeru sono chikara
omoi no tsuyo sa ga
supiido ageru kara
sonomama tobun da Believer!

By now Chain is back in the centre of the ring, turning in a circle as he points at the crowd.

mirai he Shootin' star!
hikari no aachi egake
todoku no sa shinji tsudukeru nara ba
kimi wo yobu koe ga
kokoro de hajike tara
subete ga hajimaru Believer!

Chain throws out his left fist, causing a pyro to explode from the turnposts, the music coming to an end as Chain turns to face Militia, the two coming face to face as the bell rings.

A hard stare down ensues between Militia and Chain, neither man moving, the electricity between the two ecstatic. Chain shrugs his shoulders, glaring at Militia, as he starts things off with a vicious right punch, followed by a stiff left, and another right, and then another left, Militia stumbling back, not anticipating such a full out attack. Militia then suddenly comes back, angrily with punches of his own, bringing the fight to Chain, Chain grinning and laughing, enjoying himself as he punches and punches. Militia blocking one of Chain's punches, but Chain suckers him with a toe-kick, and following with a head butt before throwing Militia into the nearest turnbuckle, charging and hitting with a hard splash, watching as Militia hit the mat.

Anise:
Seems as though Dragmire meant what he said to Michael earlier this week.
He's going all out it seems, to teach Michael the true meaning of Destiny.
Not that Michael sees it that way though.

Ilium:
Give it up. Michael's greatness is the reason why he doesn't even have to take that b*****d seriously. Dragmire, as Militia said earlier is just a knock off of every other wrestler who has spoke of 'Destiny'.

As they argued, Chain now had Militia back on his feet, laying into him some more. Chain then threw Militia against the ropes, leaning forward as Militia came back, perhaps going for a back body drop, but Militia came back with a ferocious kick to the face of Dragmire Chain, before following up with a swinging neck breaker, dropping Chain to the mat as Militia straddled him, laying in punch after punch, his voice being heard yell “You think you're better than me, huh, Dragmire, huh?”. Militia then got off Chain and dragged him to the nearest turnbuckle, Militia then climbed up onto the second one, before dropping his legs across the throat of Chain, Dragmire holding his throat as the crowd Oooed. Militia then getting Chain into a seated position, before following with a stiff boot to the back. Chain throwing back his head as Militia did it again. Chain got up after the second kick and the two locked up in an elbow tie up, but that didn't last long,a s Chain pushed away, coming back with a stiff punch that knocks Militia to the mat, but Militia gets back up, coming back with a knee to the gut, and a side headlock, followed up by a stiff chop and an elbow to the side of the head, Chain stumbles back, and Militia chops again, Chain this time being the one to hit the mat. But Chain also won't be stopped that easily as he gets back onto his feet, and charges for a clothesline, but Militia ducks, waiting for Chain to turn around, and the two lock up again. Militia then whips Chain off the ropes, coming at Chain, throwing his legs around Chain's waist and forcing him down, trying to make a quick cover.

One, Two, Kick out

Chain quickly scrambles to his feet, charging at Michael, bringing him to the ground, but Michael counters into an inside cradle, looking for another count. One Two, but Chain kicks out again, quickly scrambling to his feet, but Michael makes his way behind Chain, pulling him down for a schoolboy roll up One, Two, and Chain kicks out AGAIN, only this time pulls Michael back, locking his leg over Michael's right arm, and pulling back Michael's left with some force, holding Michael in the painful submission manuever, as the referee asks Michael if he wants to give it up there, Michael yells in defiance, as Chain wrenches back the arm, Michael kicking his legs, trying to turn his body, until, his foot latches onto the ropes. The referee forcing Chain to break the hold. Chain not letting go until the count of 4. Chain gets up off the mat, as Michael holds his left shoulder tightly. Chain taking the opportunity to stomp repeatedly on the shoulder. Michael trying to get up, using the turnbuckle for support, but Chain kicks him head first into it.

As the crowd rally behind Chain with chants of “Kick His a**”, Chain picks Michael up and whips him off the opposite ropes, this time chasing after Michael and catching him with a flying lariat, putting him back down on the mat. Chain grabs Michael by the head, beginning to punch in on him again. He makes the attempt to pull Michael to his feet, but Militia counters with an elbow to the gut of Chain, but Militia holds his shoulder, getting to his feet and chopping across the chest of Chain. But each chop seems to hurt Militia more as he clutches his shoulder. Militia finally ceases his own pain with a jump which allows him to land a kick across the side of Chain's head. Chain hits the deck as Militia stops for a breather to regain himself. Militia watches on as Chain is now pulling himself to his feet, Militia moves in, this time using his other hand to land chops and punches to Chain, forcing the Warrior into the turnbuckle. From there Militia throws three elbows into the side of Chain's head, before nailing Chain hard into the gut with a big kick, causing Chain to fall to his knees. Militia picks Chain back up, running across the ring, and then charging at Chain, throwing himself into Dragmire with a splash of his own.

Militia gets to Chain as he comes out of the turnbuckle, with more hard rights of his own as he grasps the side of Chain's head and runs forward a bit, dropping down Chain with a bulldog, and then rolling Chain onto his back. One, Two, KICK OUT! The Warrior Bound by Destiny kicks out yet again, leaving Militia frustrated, as Dragmire slowly gets to his feet, Militia does so too, and Dragmire charges at Michael landing in a hard chop, but Michael comes back with a stiff kick, grabbing Chain and whipping him again, only this time catching him on rebound with a Triple H Knee Smash, which sends Chain reeling. Michael grabs onto Chain, slipping behind him, and tries to heft Chain up for a German Suplex, but Michael's shoulder gives out on him and he fails to hit the move. Chain uses the time to slip behind Michael and heft him up, bringing Michael down with his own German Suplex. Militia's back arches as Chain stalks him, waiting for Michael to bring himself off the mat, before grabbing his head. Chain throws three fingers into the air before dropping down with a DDT to Militia, before throwing his hips and bringing them back up and throwing Militia down with a delayed suplex. Chain then throws his hips to upright them again, before dropping down with yet another DDT, the crowd popping as Chain throws his hips again, and puts Militia up in a delayed fashion again, and dropping Militia hard on his back, and throwing his hips again, but Militia somehow counters, by grabbing Chain's head while standing and pulling it down onto his own. Chain bounces and crashes into the ropes, as Militia comes up behind him, locking in a sleeper hold. Chain struggles, but Michael hips up, locking his legs around Chain's waist, clutching him, while his arms choke Chain's throat.

Anise:
An interesting type of submission, wouldn't you say. Michael now pulling Chain back so he can sit on the turnbuckle. The legs making sure his gut is constricted, and Michael's arms making sure he can't get air into the rest of his body.

Ilium:
Oh yeah, c'mon Michael!! Chain is fading fast!!! C'mon ref, get in there!!!

The referee grabs Chain's arm, raising it, and letting it drop

ONE!!!

The crowd boos as the referee does the same again.

TWO!!!

Chain's arm falling a second time, now the referee taking the arm, and raising it a third time, the crowd on the edge of their seat, as the referee lets it drop.

THR---NO!!!

Chain keeps the arm up, throwing elbows into Michael's head before flipping him over and send Michael crashing onto the mat, as the crowd comes alive, Chain climbing up high, shaking his head as he slips slightly from almost being rendered unconscious But he gets there, turning to face Militia. He jumps, throwing out an elbow as he lands the move, driving the elbow hard into the gut of Michael Militia, the crowd going crazy as Chain makes the cover. ONE!! TWO!! KICK OUT!!

This obviously doesn't set well with Michael, who swears to himself, but decides not to let his anger get the better of him, so he backs off and both men begin to circle one another yet again. After a moment, Chain is the first to stir, as he takes a step forward. Michael takes a step two as both men meet in the center of the ring in a lock up. Chain, having the size and strength advantage, quickly places Michael in a headlock. Michael fights to get out, pushing at Chain's face. After a struggle, Michael is able to push Chain against the ropes, before pushing off, sending Chain for the ride and leaving Michael time to recover from his grogginess, but Michael is quickly taken down by a shoulder block. Chain smirks at this, before running against the ropes. Michael turns over on his stomach as Chain runs over him. On the rebound, Michael quickly jumps up to his feet and attempts to leap frog over Chain, but Chain has it scouted. Chain stops running and just as Michael lands on his feet, is quickly floored by a quick knife edge chop. Chain takes advantage of Michael being groggy and quickly drags him to his feet by his hair. Chain keeps a hold on Michael's hair, before landing a hard punch to the face of Michael, which immediately floors Michael again.

Militia quickly gets back up to his feet, feeling very groggy from all the shots he has taken. Militia groggily walks into a turnbuckle, leaning against it to support himself, but Dragmire follows closely, and lands a hard punch to Militia's head, before a solid shot to Militia's midsection, before a devastating upper cut to Militia's face, which causes Militia to slump to the mat. Dragmire follows suit with hard kicks to Militia's midsection, literally stomping a mudhole into Militia's chest. After a moment, the ref is able to pus Dragmire away from Militia, not happy about all the illegal punches and kicks that Dragmire has been executing on Militia. Dragmire holds his hands to his sides, telling the ref he'll do what he pleases, which causes a buzzing to arise from the crowd. Most cheering Dragmire's rebellious attitude, some jeering the fact that Militia is slowly getting to his feet. Dragmire notices this and walks over to Militia, slowly dragging him up to his feet, but Militia was given too much time to recover, as he lands a quick thumb to the eye on Dragmire, causing him to stagger backwards. Militia takes advantage of this, pushing aside the ref that is scolding him and sneaking up on Dragmire. After a moment, Dragmire straightens up, which allows Militia to grab Dragmire from behind by the neck, before falling to one knee, sending Dragmire's head into the small of Militia's back. Militia quickly falls to the mat, a little worn out, before crawling to his knees and looking over at Dragmire. Militia quickly gets back up to his feet, knowing he just gave himself an advantage very early in this match up. Militia takes advantage of Dragmire stirring on the mat, and begins to stalk him. Once Dragmire has turned over and has begun crawling on his knees in an attempt to escape from Militia, but Militia takes advantage of this and runs at Dragmire, landing a stiff kick to the midsection which causes Dragmire to buckle over on his his back, holding his midsection.

Chain manages to get to his feet, and drags Michael up aswell. Chain has a tight grip on Militia's hair as Chain clenches his fist and cocks it back, unleashing a painful shot to Militia's skull. Militia snaps back tired from the match so far. Chain goes for another shot, as Michael leans back towards him. He is hit with another hard shot. Chain then speeds up with the velocity of his punches, going for a flurry of lefts. Michael is nailed with each shot, and his legs begin to weaken, but after the seventh hit Michael ducks and hooks his arm, spinning Chain around a complete 100 and 80 degrees. Militia keeps the hook, as he spins Chain in the Militia Driver.

Ilium: Here it comes Anise, The Militia Driver!

Anise: NO! Break free Chain!

The announcer get extreme into the match, and Michael goes for the finish. But right when Militia went to jump to start the move off, Chain pushes himself free. Michael goes for a shot, but Chain ducks it and nails Militia with a chop when he turned around. Michael clenched his chest in pain from the shot. Chain then charged and nailed Militia with a clothesline. Taking Michael to the canvas. Michael held the back of his head, as Chain walked over to Militia, and picked him up to his feet, via help from his hair. While Chain brought Michael to is feet, Militia went for some hard rights to the gut. Militia fought to his feet, and hit Chain with shot after shot. Militia kicked his ankle out from under him, and hit him with an elbow directly after. Militia then got back to his feet, and went to lock Chain into a Sharpshooter. Militia was almost able to lock it in but Chain struggle to the ropes. And wrapped his arms around them tight. Militia broke the lock around the 3 count. Throwing Chain's knees into the mat. Militia waited for Chain to stand to whip him into the turnbuckle. Chain hit the corner with force but was soon smashed into the corner, when Michael hit him with a splash.

Chain stumbled out of the corner and slowly turned around. Michael was on the second rope and went for a back kick to Chain, but Chain ducked the kick. Michael landed occurred and defenceless. Chain straightened his glove and threw a punch, that single punch knocking Militia to the mat. Chain grinned and hooked Militia's legs.

Ilium: WHAT THE HECK IS THAT?

Anise: I have no idea, but Militia is out cold!

One.. Two.. Three!!

After a long fought battle, Chain pulled up the win. He got to his knees and raised his fists into the air, with exhaustion as Michael laid rolling in pain. The bell rang, and Chain's music filled the arena, as the announcer yelled out the victors name. Chain rolled out the ring, and walked backwards up the ramp. Michael had gotten to his knees, and crawled to the ropes in disbelief.

Anise: Michael Militia is all shock in what just happened. Chain had pulled one up on Militia.

Ilium: No, this can't be. Michael has been cheated!

Michael got up, and began to yell and insult the ref. Poking him, and pushing him. "I can't believe you did that! I had him! He was mine!" The ref disagreed with Michael, saying he called it right down the middle. "Bullshit, that was a two count!"

Asine: Oh now he's gonna take his frustration out on the ref I beat.

Ilium: You heard him Asine, Michael believes he was wrong, and he blames the ref.

Michael slapped the ref hard across the face, embarrassing the ref. The fans booed Michael as he continued to insult and taunt the ref. The ref stumbled on one foot holding the side of his face. Militia then hit the ref in the gut with a vicious knee, then planted him with a Militia Driver!

Anise: Someone stop this, the ref doesn't deserve any of this.

The camera fades to Michael leaving the ring, up the ramp and EMT's rushing for the ref.

Fade To Black

Hello ladies and gents! I have your next card up and ready.
I hope that you all get your matches in as you did last week, make me proud once again.

This week we have the DEBUT of the one and only, SHADOW STARR!!!

And not only that, but DWA has managed to land a deal with Kelly ******** King! A man who had a short run in AWA and BTWF, to which along with his partner Cral Cruel captured tag gold at BTWF.

Two more debuts include the Raven and Maverick.
Mike Anigma, a star formerly with Coast To Coast Wrestling is also here tonight to lock up with Nate Hazzard.

Tonight's broadcast comes from Barton Town.


DWA’s Welcome to Glory


( 1 ) Promo:- The Destiny of Shadow ((Black Rain))

( 2 ) The Maverick vs The Raven ((both))

( 3 ) Promo:- How to roll a joint. ((Fuzzy Tree)) ((check)

( 4 ) Nate Hazzard vs Mike Anigma ((both)) (check))

( 5 ) Jed vs Indy Killer ((both))

( 6 ) Micheal Militia w/ his enforcer VS Kelly King 2.0 ((both))

( 7 ) Shadow Starr vs Pretty Kid Fuji ((both))

( 8 ) Promo:- Enforcing His Word ((John Roads)) (check)

( 9 ) Chain Dragmire vs John Roads ((both))