***The PWA Arena erupts in pyrotechnics and gold and purple laser lights as the familiar opening guitar riffs of the PWA Assault theme blare throughout the stadium’s loudspeakers. An enthusiastic audience of 2,300 PWA fans pack the San Diego, CA arena. As the near-capacity crowd cheers, the camera pans over from the entrance ramp down to the ringside area, where PWA owner Damion Black stands in the center of the squared circle on a red carpet that has been laid across the canvas. In the center of the ring is a gold and pearl podium. On top of the podium, resting on a purple velvet cushion, is the NWC World Championship belt. Black looks from the shiny gold belt to the crowd of cheering fans and nods, his face breaking a reserved but genuine smile.***
BLOOMFIELD: “Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to this very special edition of PWA Assault. Tonight, the thrilling King of Deathmatch Tournament enters its explosive quarterfinal round, where our remaining eight superstars will square off in a series of four death-defying contests. And in our main event, The Blood Brothers will continue their intense rivalry with AMX, as Snow faces off against the Mysterious Jai1 in high-flying Light Heavyweight singles action. But before we get to the action… we absolutely HAVE to take you back to the shocking, game-changing events that took place earlier this week. First in the 2nd annual Fullbug Memorial Tournament, hosted by Pro Wrestling Revival, 32 competitors from around the world gathered to pay homage to the late Fullbug in a bid to get a shot at the PWR Internet Championship. Among the contestants were Crusher Sato, who made it into the second round, Akira Wyld, who made it to the semi-finals, and PWA Lt. Heavyweight Champion Pantaro, who advanced all the way to the finals in a thrilling effort! Then, in what has been hailed as ‘The Shot Fired Around the World’, PWA’s Akira Wyld made tsunami-sized waves in the world of professional wrestling, when he engaged in a whirlwind tour of matches taking place across multiple federations around the globe… a series of events that culminated with a stop in Northwest Championship Wrestling, where The Surgical Specialist competed in a huge, triple-threat special event match to crown the first EVER National Wrestling Council World Champion. And wrestling fans, in a shocking and ironic turn of events, Akira Wyld, leader of the Union and enemy to all things PWA… defeated both iNCW’s Siberian Psychopath Victor Sokolov and NWCW’s Broadway Bobby Fame to win that newly christened title and bring it home to Prestige Wrestling Association. Now, the NWC World Championship will be represented here in PWA alongside the existing Heavyweight and Light Heavyweight titles. It will be defended across all three promotions represented by the NWC. In just a few moments, live here on Assault, we will witness the OFFICIAL coronation of Akira Wyld as the new standard bearer of professional wrestling across the nation. PWA owner Damion Black is already in the ring standing by.”
BLACK: “PWA Armada, ladies, gentlemen, welcome to the PWA Arena! Thank you all for your continued support and for making us the hottest wrestling promotion in the world today! Tonight you will see this sport’s top competitors vying for renown and the honor to be called the King of the Deathmatch! In our main event, two of our finest light heavyweights, Snow and Mysterious jAi1 will entertain and amaze you! They will leave everything they have in this ring tonight just for a shot at the Light Heavyweight championship!
“Before we get to that, though, we do have a special presentation. Earlier this week, the National Wrestling Council was formed and a World Champion has been determined. Tonight we will have the official coronation of the World Champion. Without further ado, may I present to you all…. Akira Wyld!”
***The camera cuts to the ramp as the entrance theme of The Union plays over the arena speakers and the 25ft Jumbotron flashes images of Union members causing havoc across the screen. After a few moments, the Union emerges from the backstage area. Nick Spoils is first… followed by Armageddon, Nakamura Yamasaki, Brawler Beckett, and finally the Coldsnakes. As they fan out across the entrance stage, the music stops… and, after a short pause, is replaced by the dramatic riffs of “Monster at the End” by Anthrax. As the Union members applaud, Akira Wyld emerges from the entrance wearing his ring gear and a charcoal leather jacket. After receiving a hearty pat on the back by Brawler Beckett, Akira Wyld turns toward Damion Black and makes his way down to the carpeted ring followed by Nick Spoils. The remaining members of The Union watch them as they go… and then head backstage.***
BLOOMFIELD: “It looks as if Akira Wyld will be heading down to the ring with only Nick Spoils for this prestigious ceremony. It appears as if the rest of the Union has headed backstage. This will mark the first time in company history that Damion Black and Akira Wyld have shared a PWA ring during a live Assault broadcast. Longtime fans will recall that at Circus Maximus Wyld and Spoils staged a brutal attack on Damion Black and Richard Pennyworth that marked the debut of The Union. Since then, the members of The Union have been causing havoc on PWA programming. You have to wonder how the addition of the NWC World Championship will affect this volatile situation.”
***Akira Wyld rolls into the ring and pulls himself to his feet, all the while eyeing Damion Black across the ring with a smirk. Nick Spoils smiles and walks calmly up the stairs to join him in the ring. Standing next to the podium, Damion Black claps respectfully but does not smile. Akira walks past Black and jumps to a nearby turnbuckle and raises his hands defiantly. He then jumps down and calls for a microphone. A stagehand throws him a mic, which Akira catches. He then pivots and walks toward Damion Black. The two men stand face to face for several moments with Nick Spoils between them while the crowd fills the arena with a mixture of cheers and boos. As the crowd dies down, Black raises his microphone to speak. Just then, Nick Spoils puts his hand over Damion’s microphone and smiles. Black jerks his head toward Spoils and frowns. Spoils gingerly plucks the microphone from Black’s hand and takes a theatrical step back, raising it to speak. Wyld’s eyes never leave Black.***
SPOILS: “Sorry there bossman, but this special occasion demands a very special introduction.”
***Spoils turns to the crowd and gestures with his free hand.***
NICK: “Now, as some of you may be aware, there’s a new organization in town. No, I’m not talking about the Union. I mean, we may as well already run this place — just ask Damion Black who’s in charge of this ring. But no, I’m talking about the new gold standard, the National Wrestling Council.
“Who’s that, you may ask? Well, in a fit of utter sanity, Damion Black realized that his current champions just weren’t making the grade. That it was time to have a true World Champion. This was a great idea without a doubt. No, no, seriously. Damion Black actually had a good idea. I mean, even a broken clock is right twice a day, right? It was bound to happen sometime.
“But then…then he failed. Instead of doing what he should and just giving the title to the most deserving person, he had to go and team up with iNCW and NWCW. That trio, that is the National Wrestling Council, and the World Champion belongs to the NWC. This World Champion is recognized by all three promotions as their World Champion. The Best in the World. The champion of champions.
“Instead of just giving it to the best in the world, they had a triple threat match. Which, of course, had a result that was a foregone conclusion. A man that is head and shoulders above the rest. A man that has proven himself time and again as the one person to beat, not only in this company, but in iNCW and NWCW as well. A man that has paid his dues, that has destroyed all of his opponents, and that can think circles around anyone across from him in this squared circle.
“So, without further ado, let me present to you the man of the hour, the undisputed king, the man who belongs at the top, the World Champion, your hero — Let’s give it up for AKIRAAAAAAAAA WYLD!”
***Wyld takes a step back and holds out his arms as the crowd boos. Spoils laughs and reaches for the NWC championship. But before he can take it… Damion Black shoots his hand out and catches Spoils’ arm. Spoils eyes widen, but he backs off as Damion Black steps in and picks up the belt. With a professional but cold look on his face, he walks over and stands nose to nose with Akira Wyld. Then, he raises the belt between them, and hands it to Wyld and nods. Wyld takes the belt and smiles cruelly at Black.***
BLACK: “Enjoy the moment Akira. You’ve earned it.”
NICK: “Once again, ladies and gentlemen, please give it up for YOUR WORLD CHAMPION, AKIRA WYLD!”
***Wyld throws the belt over his shoulder looks over at Black smugly. He looks at the belt and then back to Black and raises his mic.***
WYLD: “Is that it Black? Nothing else to say to your new World Champion? After twelve months of butting heads? After watching The Union take over PWA and run roughshod over your best and brightest? After being forced to hand over the most coveted title in all of wrestling to the man that hates your guts? After all that… you’re just going to roll over and say ‘congratulations’? I thought you were made of sterner stuff than that.”
*Black looks at Akira and slightly dips his head, refusing to look Akira in the eye. Wyld scoffs in Black’s face and turns to the crowd.*
WYLD: “Listen up PWA! I am Akira Wyld… and I am YOUR World Champion. Robert MacElroy might be the PWA Heavyweight Champion. Pantaro might hold the Light Heavyweight belt… but I am the National Wrestling Council’s officially recognized, undisputed, WORLD CHAMPION. That means that now and forever more, the buck stops here. I am the standard bearer for this company. When PWA laces boots and squares off with the iNCW or the NWCW or any other organization across the globe… Akira Wyld will be the man stepping through those ropes and representing the gold and purple. For all you losers in the back who thought Damion Black was going to come out here and wave his magic wand and put a stop to The Union and our wave of domination… THINK AGAIN. With this belt, I am UNTOUCHABLE. With this title in our control… The Union is more powerful than you can imagine. And we are just getting started! Pantaro, MacElroy, Derrick Arzon, Kevin Starr… it doesn’t matter who you are. It’s time you all learn your role in this story. You challenge The Union, you get put down hard and without mercy! No force in PWA can stand in the way of what we have created… what we have EARNED with our talent, our skill, and our ambition! And our first order of business… is to win the King of Deathmatch Tournament. Tonight, Nakamura Yamasaki and I will both advance one step closer to that prize. It’s a new era here in PWA… and there’s nothing anyone can do to stop us!”
***Akira Wyld thrusts his belt high in the air and ascends to a nearby turnbuckle. Nick Spoils claps and gesture toward the NWC Champion. After a few moments Damion Black cocks one eyebrow and causally raises his microphone to speak.***
BLACK: “Akira, I pride myself on my sense of fairness. No matter how you may feel about me, I want you to get everything you have earned. There is no doubt that you earned the World title with your skill and determination. You deserve that accolade.”
*Akira sneers in self-satisfaction.*
BACK: “But that is not all you earned. Two weeks ago, you earned a spot in the quarterfinals of the King of Deathmatch tournament and a match against Tiger Fury, and that match starts right now!”
***Wyld’s eyes go wide and he jumps down from The turnbuckle and marches toward Black.***
WYLD: “What?! Right now? I’m not ready yet!”
SPOILS: “What kind of garbage is this Black? Making your world champion jerk the curtain?”
WYLD: “You son of a… even now you’re trying to screw me!”
*Black looks Wyld straight in the eyes as Wyld fumes. Black slowly turns his back to Akira and exits the ring and begins walking up the ramp as Tiger Fury’s music plays in the arena.*
WYLD: “Black?! Don’t you turn your back on me Black! Do you hear me? Black!!”