This is an open invitational being conducted by Sniper. Anyone is allowed to answer the invitational, standard PRW rules apply.

Referee assigned: Patrick Hebner

*The crowd is still buzzing after the flag on a pole match, probably discussing that flags are usually on poles so the stipulation seemed so natural. They stop their talking when they hear the opening rift to "Holding Out For A Hero" by Bonnie Tyler begins to play. when the piano kicks in, Bing Broswell starts making his way to the ring, being followed by Lion and Sniper, tag team championship belts around their waist. The crowd gives a huge pop for the tag team, even despite their recent inactivity*

Brunswick: "Looks like the tag champs have something to say."

Smith: "Maybe Bing will talk about how he convinced Chyna to become a woman before going into wrestling."

Brunswick: "You two are so full of hot air I'm surprised you don't just take off."

*There's not a whole lot of action from the three men as they calmly make their way down the entrance ramp and into the ring. Lion holds the ropes open for Bing while Sniper enters the ring from another side of the ring. The three men stand in the ring as Bing checks his fingernails. Bing suddenly snaps his fingers as a small child jumps out of the crowd and makes his way up the steps holding a microphone. The child hands the microphone to Bing as Bing reaches into his pocket and pulling out a quarter, giving it to the child who smiles as he leaves the ring. The song fades out as Bing readies the mic*

Bing: "If you brought it faster it would have been a whole dollar."

*The camera cuts to the child as he gets a little help from security to hop back over the barricade. The camera cuts right back to Bing*

Bing: "Alright, here's the point, simple and clean. You see, I started managing these two because they were the biggest thing since sliced bread. Bigger even, especially physically. However, I'm starting to see on these message boards the kids got now that people think the tag champs are tag chumps. Quotes like 'Sniper is losing his touch,' 'Sniper is far past his peak,' 'I'm so happy Lion is finally back.' It makes the team look bad."

*Lion and Sniper nod along, but Sniper stops and stares down at Bing, sensing something is amiss*

Bing: "That's why I arranged my boys here to wrestle individually in the Koga Cup in opposite brackets. Come Summerfest the Koga Cup final is going to be an epic match between Lion and Sniper, the greatest duo in PRW today!"

*Lion takes his belt and raises it high as Sniper follows suit, getting a good pop from the crowd*

Bing: "I think that we need to put some doubters in check and send them down into the underground, the mantle, maybe even breach the outer core. That's why before the official start of the Koga Cup, I talked by good buddy Nahiro 'Cougar' Koga and got a little match right here at Tough Love."

*The crowd begins cheering loudly at the prospect of seeing the tag champs in action. Lion and Sniper, however, look at Bing with inquisitive faces, clearly unaware of this match. Suddenly, Bing whips around and points at Lion*

Bing: "Lion! I know I told you that you had the night off, but I thought better of it and put you in action right here, right now!"

*The crowd erupts as Lion seems displeased, not happy that Bing is pulling a fast one on him. Lion starts jawing at Bing as Sniper looks on at the situation, a huge grin across his face. Finally Lion's getting a little taste of Bing's "managerial expertise"*

Bing: "That's right Lion baby, you're going to be in action right now! You are going to be Sniper's manager in the big Sniper's Invitational match happening immediately!"

*Sniper face immediately sours as Bing turns to look at him*

Bing: "First person that comes out from the back is your opponent for the night big guy. Prove the doubters wrong Sniper! Bada Bing!"

*Bing reaches over and grabs the tag title from the shoulder of the stunned Sniper. Bing gets out of the ring rather quickly as Lion walks over to give Sniper a pat on the back that brings the Hidden Gem back into reality. Lion gets out to stand at ringside as Bing comes to the announcing table. The crowd, even though a little confused, cheers when they realize that Sniper's in action*

Brunswick: "Looks like we're being joined by Bing Broswell, who just threw Sniper to the wolves."

Bing: "Brunswick, you make me look like a bad guy. I have faith in Sniper and I know he's going to be the one to prove that this tag team is for real!"

Brunswick: "So this isn't some kind of punishment for Sniper's loss to Joke Killings at the last pay per view?"

Bing: "Look at that, another doubter. Watch the match Brunswick and you might learn what it means to be ready for action 24/7!"

*Sniper takes off his trademark bomber jacket and tosses it out of the ring, doing stretches in the ring without too much protest*

????: HELLLLLLOOOOOO P-R-W!

*The booming voice echoes through the arena, many heads in the crowd whip around to figure out where the source of the awesome voice is located, but to no avail, nobody can be seen other than Sniper, Lion, and the announcer table.*

????: Sham bam bamina, we stated our return to regain our titles was eminent, and I see those foolish honkies hold our gold. The Tag Championships are the shining achievement of the Tag Division, and we have come...TO TAKE THEM!

Brunswick: What in the devil is he talking about, Smith? This isn't a tag match at all.

Smith: Well, by the looks of it he's giving his intent without announcing who he is...hopefully we'll find out the identity soon.

????: Soon enough you will, Smith!

*Rock You Like A Hurricane blares over the monitors, and the crowd explodes in cheers as Ronnie Cordova and Burger make their first PRW appearance in nearly two years. They stand at the stage, looking around at the jam packed arena, Ronnie decked out in his usual maroon suit, medallion, and aviator glasses. He strikes a pose, from which a strange loud whip crack like noise that seems to come from nowhere. Holding a microphone in his hand, Ronnie comes to the head of the stage and begins speaking, Burger close behind looking rather menacing with his Sharpie'd cornrows and metallic arm.*

Ronnie: You see Sniper, we've held those titles before, and everyone we fought since we lost on a technicality we've KICKED THEIR ASS!

*A large pop from the crowd eminates with the statement made by Ronnie.*

Ronnie: We've returned to gain back our claim to fame, and take you down in the process you little girl!

*Sniper decides to chime in at that exact moment and brings his microphone up to his face.*

Sniper: Get down here and face me then, Cordova! I'll beat you to a bloody pulp!

*Ronnie forms a smirk and takes off his glasses, glaring at Sniper.*

Ronnie: Yeah, and you're a woman. SO WHAT?

*With that said, Ronnie drops his microphone and runs down to the ring. He doesn't slow as he slides into the ring and jumps Sniper, pummeling him with fast lefts and rights as the bell rings and Lion makes his way out of the ring and to Sniper's corner. Burger positions himself on the opposite corner, and the referee slides into the ring to begin officiating.*

Brunswick: What a suprise return of the Saviors, Smith! We haven't seen these two in action since mid 2006!

Smith: ...and you think that this is a good thing? These guys lack any kind of talent, wrestling ability, and are the farthest thing from championship material I've ever seen. They're a disgrace to the Tag Division!

Brunswick: Smith, you just wish you had the hair stylist that Burger does.

*Back in the action, Sniper is now in control of the match, having delivered a few hard rights of his own and whipped Ronnie into the corner. Sniper pulls Ronnie towards him and thrusts his knee into Ronnie's gut, causing The Savior to drop to his knees before being picked up by the Tag Champion. Sniper then sets up Ronnie for a quick suplex, but is reversed and Ronnie capitalizes by dropping Sniper to the mat with a fast and hard STO.*

Brunswick: What a loud thud that STO made! What I want to know, is how Ronnie managed to bring the 270 pound Sniper down with such a move.

Smith: It's all in the move, you twit. Take out a leg with a move like the STO and the opponent comes down twice as hard because they weigh more.

*Sniper, now on the ground, is taking his time getting back to a vertical base, as Ronnie makes his way to the the turnbuckle and waits. Upon him standing up, Ronnie launches himself from the top rope in an attempt to connect with a Missile Dropkick, but narrowly misses as Sniper catches him out of the corner of his eye and dodges the kick. Ronnie hits the mat hard, but is quick to get back up only to be blown over by a large clothesline from the much larger Sniper.*

Brunswick: What an impact from Sniper as well! He nearly took Cordova's head off with that clothesline.

Smith: What do you expect, he nearly doubles his weight!

*Cordova is lifted by his hair by Sniper and stumbles a bit due to the impact of the last manuever. He is then whipped into the ropes, and Sniper attempts yet another powerful clothesline, but Ronnie ducks his outstretched arm at the last second, continues running into the opposite ropes, rebounds, and connects the inside of his leg with Sniper's chin, successfully pulling of a painful looking Leg Lariat.*

*Sniper falls hard to the mat, Cordova following not too far behind. Cordova is back to his feet within seconds as Sniper barely gets up onto his knee*

Brunswick: "Looks like Cordova is getting the upper hand."

Bing: "He blindsided him! Of course you're gonna get the upper hand! You'd get the upper hand! Sniper is mere seconds away from turning this thing around."

*Sniper looks over at Cordova just in time to see Cordova drive his feet deep into the side of Sniper, executing a perfect dropkick that sends Sniper rolling out of the ring*

Bing: "Mere seconds away."

*Sniper has luckily rolled out onto his feet, taking a few steps forward to lean on the announcer's table, shaking his head to get the cobwebs out*

Bing: "Sniper! Behind you!"

*Sniper looks back and sees Cordova running in the ring, getting ready to catapult himself out of the ring. Cordova jumps up to the top rope and jumps off, attempting to deliver a plancha. Sniper dashes out of the way, however, allowing Cordova to fall with a thud onto the announcing table. Amazingly the table doesn't break under the impact, adding a more hollow sound to the thud*

Smith: "Cordova didn't even bounce! He's not moving!"

Bing: "What did I say? Sniper's the real deal."

Brunswick: "But you warned him first."

Bing: "More importantly, get off my table!"

*Bing reaches out and pushes Cordova off the table, letting him fall to the arena floor. Burger starts making his way over to the announcing table, but at a pace so slow that Lion is able to run around from the other side of the ring and cut Burger off at the pass. Lion guards the announcer table, warning Burger to come no closer as Sniper begins picking up Ronnie, who's finally showing some signs of life*

Brunswick: "I wouldn't want to get on the bad side of Burger Bing."

Bing: "Lion's got him, he's not a threat to...Burger Bing...."

*Bing pulls out a cell phone and seems to hit a speed dial number*

Bing: "Davis, I need you to trademark the name Burger Bing immediately!"

*Burger stares down Lion before slowly turning and walking back to his corner. Lion begins doing the same once he's convinced that Burger is a safe distance away. Inside the ring, however, Sniper has brought Cordova to his feet. Sniper whips Cordova to the ropes, allowing him to bounce back right into flapjack that sends the much smaller Savior abnormally high into the air before his ill fated trip back to the canvas. Barely waiting for Ronnie to stop bouncing, Sniper sits on Cordova's back and grabs the head, pulling back for a classic Camel Clutch*

Smith: "Did you see how high Ronnie went? I think he registered on a radar somewhere as a UFO!"

Brunswick: "Sniper's definitely got the power advantage in this one. If Ronnie Cordova wants to have a chance, he needs to speed this match up."

*Sniper really starts pulling back on Cordova's head, working the spine to a near breaking point. Cordova clenches his teeth together, trying to fight through the pain. The ref drops down to see if Cordova is ready to submit, but doesn't get a chance to ask as Cordova's heel flies up right into the back of Sniper. At first Sniper doesn't let go, but a couple more shots from Cordova's heel forces Sniper to let go of the hold, allowing Cordova to scamper away and stand back up with surprising quickness*

Brunswick: "Great use of the heel to get out of that one."

Smith: "Hurry Sniper, get him before he gets going!"

Bing: "Relax Smith, you gotta see the big picture. Sniper's just going through the steps of his master plan."

*Sniper rubs his back a little bit before catching eyes with Ronnie. The two stare each other down, Ronnie's lips spreading out into a wide, cocky smile. Sniper responds with a snarl and a curl of his upper lip*

Sniper: "So...Ronnie was it? Your ring rust is showing. How about I knock some of right off of your teeth?"

Ronnie: "Hello, using what? Your devastating girl punches?"

Sniper: "Don't hello me Ronnie."

Ronnie: "So be it!"

*Ronnie suddenly takes a martial arts stance as Sniper puts his fists up in a style similar to boxer. Ronnie charges forward as Sniper prepares for the first volley. When Ronnie draws near, Sniper lets loose with a huge straight jab. Unfortunately, Ronnie dodges it with relative ease as he delivers a couple good shots into Sniper's midsection. Sniper goes for a left hook, but Ronnie is able to bring his arms to his side and block the shot, using the opportunity to plant a couple of kicks to Sniper's unprotected ribs. Sniper stumbles back, but is able to block an elbow from Ronnie. However, Ronnie is able to capitalize by bringing his free fist around to clock Sniper right across the cheek, sending the bigger man into the corner*

Brunswick: "Maybe it wasn't the wisest idea to challenge Ronnie Cordova into a fist fight."

Bing: "Ronnie's all flash, those shots aren't hurting Sniper in the least! He's fresher than a day old Twinkie inside three Glad bags!"

*Sniper doesn't get a lot of time to rest as Ronnie quickly makes his way over, delivering two big midsection punches when he arrives. Sniper isn't able to protect himself from a volley of punches from Ronnie that range from midsection and face shots. In a UFC fight, the ref would be covering Sniper up right now and declaring the match over. In PRW, however, this just allows Ronnie to sprint over to the opposite turnbuckle, turn around, and charge right back at Sniper. Ronnie jumps up, fist pulled back, ready to deliver the knockout blow to Sniper. At the last second, however, Sniper takes a couple quick steps off to the side, allowing Ronnie to end up punching the steel just behind the padded turnbuckle*

Brunswick: "Sniper barely got out of that one. I thought all those shots from Ronnie would have done it for sure!"

Bing: "Like I said, Sniper's too tough for those weak little shots. Big picture Brunny."

Brunswick: "You're trying to tell me Sniper planned to take all those shots?"

Bing: "Can't say Brunny, top secret stuff. Above your pay grade."

Brunswick: "What does that even mean?"

*Ronnie turns around and steps out of the turnbuckle, grasping his hand, definitely feeling that miscue punch. Unfortunately for Ronnie, he never sees Sniper's huge straight jab coming. As soon as the punch connects, Ronnie drops to the mat. Sniper even stumbles forward a couple steps from the momentum, having to stop himself with the ropes. The crowd sees the replay on the titantron, getting a "OoOOooooh!" reaction from just about everyone in attendance, especially from Lion, someone who's had to take a few of those shots from Sniper in the past*

Brunswick: "What a punch! Ronnie doesn't seem to be moving at all!"

Bing: "I taught him that one myself. Good to see he's paying attention."

Brunswick: "I don't buy that for a second."

*The only thing moving on Ronnie right now seems to be his lungs as his chest heaves in and out. Sniper shakes his fist out and hovers over his fallen opponent*

Sniper: "Hello and goodnight, ya disco club reject!"

OOC: Snipes, you're pretty much the only person I've ever used Ronnie against and they used him correctly in match dialogue and technique. Kudos man, lets get crazy on this match.

*Ronnie begins crawling up to his feet after receiving the devastating blow from Sniper. Upon reaching a vertical base, he is charged once again by Sniper, but in a flash Ronnie manages to duck the oncoming swing from the tag champion, and in one fluid motion outstretch his leg and bring Sniper crashing down to the mat with a well placed trip.*

Ronnie: How was your trip? Time to show you my twelve step program!

*Ronnie begins stomping the living daylights out of Sniper in the center of the ring, as loud counting emanates from the crowd. The kicks become increasingly stronger as Sniper tries to reach for the ring ropes as some kind of escape, but reaches to the wrong side and Burger comes running from the outside corner and clocks Sniper with the outside of his metal encased arm.*

Brunswick: What a cheap shot from Burger! I didn't think The Saviors would stoop as low to interfering in the match like that!

Smith: You don't think that Lion would do the same given the opportunity?

*Lion can be seen across the ring, fuming that his partner just got double teamed and begins yelling at the ref, which distracts him enough to make him start discussing the predicament with Lion. Sniper is lifted up to a vertical base by Ronnie and whipped into the ropes, but upon returning Sniper delivers a strong shoulder charge to Ronnie, effectively knocking Ronnie to the mat, and jumps to his feet raising his hands up in the air and receiving a large pop from the crowd as a result.*

Bing: Yeah! That's how you take control, Sniper. Finish that chump off!

*Sniper turns to face the laid out Ronnie, and then decides to make this more dangerous by lifting Ronnie off the mat and over his head. He carries him over to the side of the ring and makes an attempt to toss him out, but Ronnie manages to break Sniper's hold on him, jump on his shoulders, and successfully deliver a reverse Frankensteiner to the tag champ, laying him out once again in the middle of the ring.*

Ronnie: Nobody throws me out of the ring!

*Ronnie throws up his arms in a disco pose, followed by another mysterious loud cracking sound that echoes through the arena. Sniper is slowly getting back to his feet, and Ronnie rushes to face him, throwing a lightning fast flurry of lefts and rights to Sniper's midsection. After 6 punches, Ronnie throws a left and a right to Sniper's face, and then jumps and spins to deliver a type of back kick to Sniper's chest, knocking him backwards in the ring towards the ropes. Sniper rebounds off the ropes and swings at Ronnie, but Ronnie ducks and runs to the opposing ropes as Sniper does the same. Both men come running at each other and deliver clotheslines to one another, knocking both of them to the mat in one foul swoop.*

Ref: 1...2...3...

Ronnie: Your....your mother wears combat boots!

*Both begin to climb to their feet.*

Sniper: I have...your mother's combat boots...at the foot of my bed!

*Both men stand to their feet and Ronnie points his finger in Sniper's face.*

Ronnie: LEAVE MOMMA CORDOVA OUT OF THIS!

*With that, Ronnie rushes Sniper, sliding through his legs to get behind him. Upon standing up, Ronnie grabs hold of Sniper at the neck from behind and executes a Dragon Sleeper-esque hold, but then the move is reversed when Sniper in a sense does a backflip while in the hold over Ronnie, grabs him around the waist and tries to pull off a German Suplex, but Ronnie spins out of the move mid air and lands on his feet to land a quick Enziguri to Sniper's face when he turns around.*

Brunswick: What impact!

*Ronnie then makes a quick cover for the first pin attempt of the match.*

~PIN~

1.. No! Sniper kicks out!

*After the count of one from the ref, Sniper shows off his strength by forcefully pushing Ronnie Cordova off of him, sending him flying over the referee and nearly out of the ring. Cordova ends up landing on a foot and knee however, showing his incredible skills by essentially landing on his feet. Sniper is also getting up rather quickly even after a rather brutal Enziguri*

Smith: "Wow, those two are almost superhuman in there! All that punishment and they still look like they just stepped into the ring!"

Brunswick: "Sniper is famous for his incredible durability while Ronnie is known for his stamina. This could very well be the perfect match between the Irresistable Force and the Immovable Object!"

Bing: "There's tickets being sold by this match Brunny, it's beautiful!"

*Both men rise to their feet at about the same time. Ronnie snaps into his stance before charging at Sniper, who barely has time to get into a boxing stance. Ronnie comes at Sniper with a jump kick, but Sniper is able to roll out of the way. Ronnie lands and smirks, seeing that he's gotten behing the now on his knees Sniper. Ronnie charges forward, reaching his arm back for a big blow. As Ronnie begins to lower himself to his Sniper, however, Sniper times a rising back elbow perfectly, catching Ronnie just under the chin. The move sends Ronnie off his feet, causing him to roll backwards and back onto his feet*

Brunswick: "Looks like Sniper is finally getting use to Ronnie's style."

Bing: "Ronnie's one trick, Brunny. After that he's nothing, nobody. Sniper's moveset is deeper than my wallet at an asian strip club."

*Ronnie stands back on his feet and wastes no time charging again at Sniper, who's just turning around. Ronnie leaps into the air and catches Sniper's head with his legs, attempts to twist and complete the headscissor takedown. However, Sniper isn't budging. Ronnie turns back to attempt another twist, but the second he turns Sniper grabs him by the waist and drops straight down, completing the sit down powerbomb. The impact bounces Ronnie's head off the mat*

Brunswick: "A huge move for Sniper! Ronnie looks out cold right now!"

Bing: "You think he's done? Brunny, you think too little of my client."

*The ref drops to attempt a pin count, but Sniper keeps hold of Ronnie as he begins to stand back up. Ronnie dangles in front of Sniper like a limp noodle, the funk medallion around Ronnie's neck showing the most movement from the wrestler. When Sniper attempts to lift him up for another powerbomb, however, Ronnie suddenly springs up, moving his legs off of Sniper's shoulders and replacing them with his hands. Using Sniper as a base, Ronnie does an impressive handstand, holding it for a couple of seconds before quickly falling in front of Sniper, using the momentum to drive his feet into Sniper's chest ala Jeff Hardy's corner dropkick.

The force of the blow causes Sniper to stumble uncontrollably to the turnbuckle, falling just before reaching them and slamming the back of his head into the second turnbuckle, stunning him. Cordova doesn't come away unscathed either, the move causing him to land hard on the back Sniper just drove into the mat seconds earlier. Neither man is getting up*

Brunswick: "Oh my God! That was one of the most graceful and athletic moves I've ever seen! He just used the momentum from Sniper lifting him up to do handstand on the tag champ, coming back down for just an amazing dropkick!"

Bing: "Lucky shot."

*Cordova barely starts moving while Sniper is still seeing stars in the turnbuckle. Lion takes the opportunity to walk over to the turnbuckle Sniper's at and begin saying words of inspiration to Sniper, things like "Get up, you're half a champ!" and "If you lose you're going to the next arena in the limo trunk!" Lion starts reaching into the ring and slapping Sniper, trying to snap him back into reality. The ref sees this and makes his way over to the corner, telling Lion to back off and stop interfering with the match. Lion backs off with his arms raised, saying that he didn't mean it and also that he didn't do nothin'.

Meanwhile, Cordova has finally gotten back to his feet. Noticing that the ref is distracted, he removes the funk medallion from around his neck and charges at Sniper. With medallion in hand, he nails Sniper with a running knee. Not even a second later, Ronnie steps back and smacks Sniper across the face with his medallion. Lion is irate, telling the ref to turn around. This only distracts the ref even more as Ronnie begins to choke Sniper with the medallion chain, something the crowd very verbally dislikes*

Brunswick: "What a lowly move by Cordova!"

Smith: "But a funky move. And it's working."

Brunswick: "Just because it works doesn't mean it's fair!"

*Lion finally backs off long enough for the ref to turn his attention to the action. The ref runs over and pulls Cordova away from the turnbuckle before signaling with hand motions that he needs to stop choking with the chain. Ronnie puts his arms out to his side, jawing a little with the ref. The word "hello" seems to come up a lot in the discussion. Ronnie puts the medallion back around his neck and walks back over to Sniper. He picks Sniper up to a standing position against the turnbuckle. He then backs up and strikes a pose, followed by the overwhelming sound of the crack of a whip. Ronnie then begins an assault on Sniper, delivering kick after kick after kick to the tag champ. Sniper manages to cover up a little, but he can't seem to block every kick*

Sniper: "Uuu...who do you think you are...Chun-Li?"

Ronnie: "Why, do you want the dress little girl?"

Sniper: "Maybe you need it if that's how hard you can kick."

Ronnie: "You need a lesson in foot, foo. I will teach."

*Ronnie stops his assault and pulls his leg back, getting ready for a huge kick. Ronnie brings his foot up and around, but Sniper is able to duck the roundhouse. Ronnie is turned around by the force of his own kick. As he turns back to face Sniper, however, he notices the tag champ coming up at him, his arm held out straight*

Ronnie: "Aww crimeny."

*Sniper delivers a rising clothesline that nails Ronnie with such force that he does a flip and a half in the air, coming down face first into the mat. The crowd releases a huge "WHOA" followed by a huge rallying cheer, finally seeing Sniper get the upper hand again. Sniper ends up rolling back over to the ropes, using the bottom one to lay up against while Ronnie's eyes seem to have rolled into the back of his head*

Brunswick: "Oh my God! What amazing force from the Sniper Scope! That had to be one of the most explosive clotheslines I've seen in recent memory!"

Bing: "Sniper played him like a fiddle. He just needs to cover him and we can all leave for some drinks."

Smith: "Sniper doesn't seem to be going much anywhere though."

*Sniper seems to only have the energy right now to lay up against the bottom rope, his face wincing in pain as he takes deep breaths*

Brunswick: "Looks like the damage from Ronnie has been done. All those blows to the midsection of Sniper is making it hard for him to take a lot of deep breaths."

*The camera cuts to Ronnie, who seems utterly lifeless lying face down on the ground*

Brunswick: "But it doesn't seem like Ronnie can take much more of those big shots from Sniper."

Smith: "Then who has the advantage?"

Brunswick: "Good question Smith."

*Slowly climbing to their feet, both men stand in the middle of the ring staring each other down. Ronnie, physically shaken by the overall strength of Sniper, gives him a smirk as he and the tag champion stand at a short distance between them. Sniper too, is shaken from the endurance used thus far but isn't showing signs of slowing, and neither is Ronnie. The crowd is on their feet, half the arena chanting "Let's go Sniper!" and the other half following Sniper's chant with a hearty "HELLO?"*

Brunswick: This crowd is showing massive support for both men in this match, Smith! Listen to the chants!

Smith: Both men deserve the praise they're getting, Josh. It's no simple task doing what they're doing out there and I dare say this is one of the better matches of the night...who knew this would happen when Sniper came out here tonight?

*After staring each other down for what seems like forever, the two men circle the ring once more and restart the match. Ronnie and Sniper both come to the center and tie up, Ronnie moving quickly to get behind Sniper and make an attempt at a Russian Leg Sweep. The move is countered by Sniper, who reverses Ronnie's hold around his neck and drops Ronnie with a German Suplex, landing Ronnie back down on the mat where he started. Sniper then comes around to Ronnie's leg, grabs it, and drags his body over to the turnbuckle, placing his outstretched ankle on the low section of the turnbuckle pads. Sniper then stands over Ronnie's leg, facing the turnbuckle, jumps up, and tries to come down on Ronnie's ankle with his body weight, but at the last second Ronnie pulls his leg out of harms way and in one fluid motion delivers a painful kick to Sniper's groin area, causing him to drop to the mat writhing in pain from the cheap shot.*

Ronnie: Gotcha in the nuts, fool!

Brunswick: What in the hell? What a cheap move from the challenger! That was extremely uncalled for!

Smith:...and yet, completely legal. Oh how sweet it is to be in PRW.

*Sniper continues to writhe in pain on the mat as Ronnie circles around to climb the top rope, possibly attempting a high risk move, only to be stopped by Lion interfering by grabbing the rope, causing Ronnie to lose his balance and fall. Lion, amused that he managed to stop Ronnie from causing more damage to his tag partner, climbs down from the apron and fails to see Burger before he blindsides him with his outstretched metal encased fist, dropping the former Undisputed Champion to the cold, hard ground outside the ring.*

Brunswick: Note to self: Never get in the way of Burger's fist. That looked devastating from this angle.

Smith: That'll look devastating at any angle, Brunny.

*Sniper is now to his feet and working on wearing down Ronnie with a headlock, until Ronnie finds the strength to push Sniper into the ropes, and upon his return connects with a dropsault, knocking Sniper to the mat and Ronnie covers for a pin.*

Hebner: 1! 2! Kickout!

*Ronnie, frustrated that he didn't get the pin, jumps on top of Sniper and begins drilling him with lefts and rights to the face. The crowd decides to count out loud with Ronnie's consecutive punches, and upon reaching fifteen, Ronnie stands to his feet and yells out an audible "HELLO" over the crowd and delivers a Standing Tornillo to Sniper, who lays on the mat motionless.*

Brunswick: Now that's what I'm talking about! What athleticism from Ronnie Cordova!

Smith: Definitely not the easiest move to pull off, and especially not the smartest this late in the match. If anything goes wrong with moves like that it could spell the end for Cordova.

*Ronnie climbs to his feet again, and runs to the turnbuckle, successfully climbing to the top and awaits Sniper to rise. Sniper begins stirring from his daze and begins climbing to his feet. Ronnie launches himself from the top rope, attempting a Cross Body Press, but Sniper catches him in mid air and swings him around, dropping him with a swinging side slam, and both men lay up staring at the ceiling as the sound of the crowd cheering loudly echoes throughout the arena.*

Brunswick: OH MY GOD! How did he catch him like that? Sniper should've been dropped to the mat by such a move!

OOC: 24 hour rule.

Brunswick: These two men are pulling out all the stops tonight, folks! There's no telling what else they have in store for the rest of this awesome match, and I can't say I'm not excited and nearly jumping out of my chair at the back and forth action I'm seeing tonight!

Smith: Cordova knows how to bring himself to the edge and still have enough to take the gold, so to speak. We've seen this type of behavior before back at Tough Love '06, when Cordova and Burger were in the first Elimination Chamber match ever to grace PRW. The bloodshed, oh the bloodshed.

Bing: You two, all you talk about is the amazing return of this second rate Karate Kid. My boy Sniper's got this match in the bag, just you wait and see.

Brunswick:...anyways, back to the match, both men are still on the mat staring in a daze at the arena's ceiling, referee Patrick Hebner on what looks to be the 6th count...

Smith: They'd better get up...

*Slowly, Sniper climbs to his feet, followed by Ronnie at the same speed.*

Hebner: 7...8...UP!

*Without warning the two men pounce on each other with such power and speed that people in the cheap seats that blinked probably missed the initial blow. Both men collide with another set of twin clotheslines, but this time Ronnie takes the initiative, flipping Sniper to his back and begins applying a variation of the Surfboard, causing Sniper to wrench in pain, but is unable to break the hold for the time being.*

Hebner: Do you give up?

Sniper:....NO!

*Ronnie wrenches back harder on Sniper's arms and applies more pressure with his leg to Sniper's back, causing him to scream out again due to the already tremendous damage to his back.*

Hebner: Do you give up?

Sniper: NO DAMN IT, NO!

Ronnie: It's ok to cry, you sissy!

*Ronnie then pulls up on Sniper's arms, lifting him into the air, and slams his foot down on Sniper's back, curb stomping him to the mat. Ronnie then, taking no time to marvel in his last manuever, lifts Sniper to his feet and delivers two fast jabs to his abdominals and then a front Dropkick into the ring ropes, that Sniper manages to catch and prop himself up with. Ronnie runs toward the tag champion, but at the last second, Sniper pulls the ring ropes down and Ronnie goes flying out of the ring and onto the hard concrete floor, with a loud thud.*

Brunswick: Now that really, really had to hurt and shock Cordova.

Bing: See, what'd I tell you. Sniper's always got the upper hand on this chump.

*Ronnie stirs outside of the ring, but rolls over to the ring apron and reaches under, pulling out what looks to be a folding steel chair. He then climbs to his feet and is nearly blindsided by Sniper, who comes running from the opposite side of the ring, but Ronnie is quick enough to capitalize, and when Sniper comes diving across the ropes at him, Cordova plasters Sniper with the steel chair, cracking him in the chest with it and causing Sniper to spiral into the outside area of the ring.*

Brunswick and Smith: OH MY GAWD! WHAT AN IMPACT!

*Sniper lays motionless outside the ring, showing no signs of movement other than him breathing, which is very noticeable with him taking very deep heaving breaths. Cordova throws the chair into the ring where it lands near the middle with a resonating thud, walks over to where Sniper lays on the ground and lifts him to his feet and throws him under the ropes and into the ring. Sniper tries to get to his feet quick, but stumbles into the near by corner only to be met by the knee of Cordova as he comes into the ring and drives it into his stomach. Cordova then forces Sniper onto the top rope, and gets himself onto the middle turnbuckle. With great effort, Cordova manages to get Sniper onto his shoulders and looks around the arena with a crazy look on his face.*

Brunswick: Oh no, we've seen that face before! Ronnie's calling for the Plasma Pill!

Smith: Worst part is, he's aiming for that steel chair on the mat, and it's got Sniper's name on it. This could be the end for the Tag Team Champion tonight!

Bing: COME ON SNIPER, SNAP OUT OF IT!

*Ronnie pushes off from the middle turnbuckle, launching him and Sniper high into the air, eventually crashing down with a loud thud successfully delivering the Plasma Pill. Sniper's stretched back hits the steel chair first, causing him to bounce off the mat and thrust his hand towards where the impact occurred as he screams out in pain. Ronnie quickly gets to his feet, a little shaken from the impact, and hooks the leg, hoping to end the match with the devastating manuever.*

~PIN~

1..2..Thr- NO! Sniper manages to kick out! Ronnie can't believe it!

*Sniper's arm shoots up from the mat, throwing Cordova off and causing a huge wall of cheers to crash down from the arena into the center of the ring*

Brunswick: "OH MY GOD! SNIPER KICKED OUT! SNIPER KICKED OUT!"

Smith: "There's...there's no way...."

Bing: "That's Sniper for ya. Never say die."

*Cordova looks on in disbelief and a little bit of horror as Sniper's arm remains raised off the mat, reaching high into the air. Cordova bares his teeth before lunging at Sniper to try another pin*

Ref: 1...2...

*Sniper's arm shoots up again. The crowd is still cheering, though not as loudly as before. Cordova goes for another pin*

Ref: 1...2.

*Sniper's other arm shoots up this time. Cordova jumps to it as if he's trying to plug holes in a sinking rowboat*

Ref: 1...

*Sniper's original arm shoots back up. Cordova tries once again to get a pin, but Sniper rolls him over into a cradle pin*

Ref: 1...2...

*Just before the ref's hand hits for the three count, Cordova pushes Sniper away, causing the two to roll out in different directions*

Brunswick: "Uh oh, Sniper seems to be getting a head of steam here. Can Cordova actually put Sniper down?"

*Cordova quickly gets to his feet and begins charging Sniper, who's still down on one knee. Sniper, however, quickly springs up and grabs Ronnie, driving him down with a big powerslam*

Bing: "A smart man bets no Brunny."

*Sniper stands back up a little too quickly, stumbling backwards a couple of steps. Sniper tries to shake the cobwebs out, allowing Cordova to slowly but surely get to his feet. Sniper in his stumbling, however, ends up finding the steel chair left so carelessly in the ring. Sniper reaches down and picks the chair up as he begins to say a few things to Cordova, feeling quite confident he has the upper hand. When Sniper goes for the big swing, however, Cordova ducks it*

Cordova: "Blue light special on face kicks!"

*Sniper turns around only to have Cordova straight kick the chair, causing it to hit Sniper right in the face. Sniper drops the chair and uses the momentum from the move to roll out of the ring*

Cordova: "You've been Cordovated, Snipette."

*Sniper is able to roll out onto his feet, trying to shake the cobwebs out yet again. He gets out to the midpoint between the ring and announcer's table before Cordova runs to bounce off the opposite rope. Sniper turns to the ring and sees Cordova run back, hurl himself over the ropes while twisting around recklessly in the air, and land right on top of him, sending both competitors crumpling to the mat. Both men look hurt, but Cordova is at least rolling onto his side*

Brunswick: "What a huge corkscrew plancha from Ronnie Cordova!"

Bing: "For who Brunny? Both of them are damn near unconscious. I doubt we'll see...."

*All of a sudden Cordova rolls onto his back and does a kick up, hopping right back onto his feet*

Bing: "Nevermind."

*Cordova takes hold of Sniper, lifting him up and tossing him into the ring. Cordova jumps up onto the apron, but instead of going into the ring he climbs the turnbuckle from the outside. He perches himself up, waiting for Sniper to rise up from the match*

Cordova: "HELLO! Get up!"

*Sniper gets up onto his feet, though very wobbly. He turns around just as Cordova jumps off the turnbuckle. Cordova drives his feet deep into Sniper's chest, completing the Missile Dropkick. Sniper ends up rolling backwards onto his stomach as Cordova also crashes down to the mat*

Brunswick: "Cordova seems to have this match all but wrapped up."

Bing: "What have I been telling you about doubting Sniper?"

*Sniper seems to be out of it as Ronnie rises back to his feet. Taking one look at Sniper down at the ground, Ronnie gets a huge toothy grin on his face. He takes a look at the crowd and throws his arms out to the side, yelling out a very audible "HELLO!" that brings boos down from the crowd*

Brunswick: "Kind of surprising to hear people booing Ronnie Cordova."

Bing: "It's because he's against Sniper, a true blue Bing client. Simple formula. Bing equals cheers. Not Bing equals boos. Follow along if you want to fit in."

Brunswick: "I don't believe that for...."

Smith: "YAY BING!"

Brunswick: "Ugh."

*Cordova looks around at the crowd, soaking in all the attention. Meanwhile, Sniper begins crawling forward, hoping to get some sort of offense going. Cordova feels a tug on his pants, looking down to see Sniper gripping them with one hand, trying to crawl up. Cordova laughs once and only once before he speaks*

Cordova: "Seriously, are you on the rag or something?"

*Cordova leans down to grab Sniper's head, who speaks with sudden boldness*

Sniper: "Yeah, I'm feeling like a real bitch today!"

*Cordova never sees the steel chair that Sniper grabbed with his other hand as it hits the top of Cordova's head. The crowd cheers as Ronnie stumbles back, not falling backwards since it was a rather weak chair shot. However, the hit does allow Sniper the time he needs to get up to a knee and get another hand on the chair. Cordova comes back forward only to receive a full fledged chair shot to his left knee. Cordova instantly falls to the side, holding his knee*

Cordova: "Very unhello!"

Brunswick: "What a chair shot! Ronnie is definitely going to slow down now!"

Bing: "I taught him that one too."

Brunswick: "You taught Sniper to hit people with a chair?"

Bing: "Took a month."

*Sniper uses the chair as in improv crutch to get back to his feet. Sniper goes over to Cordova and raises the chair high up into the air. Sniper brings the chair down, crashing it down on Ronnie's knee. Sniper raises the chair back up and strikes Ronnie again, causing a big reaction from the crowd. Sniper tries for another chair shot, but Ronnie rolls out of the way. Sniper ends up dropping the chair and shaking his hands, feeling the vibration going through the chair. Somehow Ronnie is able to get up quickly and give a big kick to Sniper's gut, picking him up onto his back*

Brunswick: "I can't believe it! After those shots Ronnie just springs back up and gets Sniper up for another Plasma Pill!"

*Unfortunately for Ronnie, his knee finally begins feeling the affect of the shots and is forced to drop Sniper. Ronnie hobbles a little bit as he holds his knee. Sniper turns Ronnie around and gets Ronnie into a DDT position. Sniper drives his knee twice into the sternum of Ronnie before pointing a finger gun out at the audience, signaling for the Fatal Bullet. The crowd goes wild, but starts going silent as Burger slides into the ring behind Sniper. The crowd perks right up, however, as he gets cut off by Lion with a clothesline that sends both men to the floor*

Bing: "Atta boy Lion! Knock that tin can right into the recycle bin!"

*Sniper looks back to make sure where the chair is before he lifts Cordova up and spins him around 90 degrees, driving Cordova's head into the chair. The crowd comes unglued as Sniper hastily turns Cordova over, hooking both legs and kicking his own to try and give himself even more leverage*

Brunswick: "The Fatal Bullet! He hit the Fatal Bullet! Can he pull it off?!"

*The ref drops down and starts the count as the crowd counts along*

PIN ATTEMPT AFTER FINISHER

1..2..3! Sniper takes it!

*The volume of the crowd's cheering is overwhelming as the ref signals for the bell. Sniper lets go of Cordova's legs and rolls off of him onto his side. Sniper uses his right forearm to hold himself up as he raises his other arm up in triumph, his face a mix of joy and pain. "Do The Evolution" begins playing*

Saget: "Your winner, SNIIIIIIIIIIPER!"

Brunswick: "Sniper wins! What an incredible match!"

Bing: "Of course it was! My clients are always show stealin', Highlight makin', and DVD sellin'. Now if you'll excuse me."

*Bing removes his head set as he makes his way to the ring, going up the ring steps and entering the ring. Lion isn't far behind as he slides into the ring from the outside, Burger still trying to sit back up. Lion gets over to Sniper and helps him up to his feet as Bing looks on, pointing at Sniper as if to say "You da man". As soon as Sniper's a little steadier, Lion positions him in the middle of the ring and raises Sniper's arm emphatically up into the air while also using his other hand to point at Sniper. The act brings a huge pop from the crowd, seeing their hero win a hard fought match*

Brunswick: "You can't take anything away from Ronnie Cordova Smith, he wrestled a hell of a match."

Smith: "What I can take from this match is he's lying on the ground while Sniper's music is playing. That tends to mean that he didn't win and should leave the ring immediately."

*The three men leave the ring, Sniper stumbling a couple of steps when he touches down on the arena floor. The camera cuts to Burger in the ring, checking on Cordova. He slams his metal arm down on the ring, causing the ring to shake as if a wrestler just hit it after jumping off of the top rope. Burger then turns his attention to Sniper and Lion, pointing his none robot index finger at them as if to say "YOU!" The camera cuts back to Sniper, Lion, and Bing looking back at the ring. All three men throw their arms up in the air with Lion and Bing each taking a hold of one of Sniper's arms*

Brunswick: "What a great night so far and we still have so much to go!"

Smith: "I'll agree with you on that one. We've still got an Undisputed title match tonight and JR Judy defending his title in a triple threat match!"

Brunswick: "We've also got the Def Stars vs Sam Hale and his mystery partner. That one is next!"