P:V Uprising 109
Live on the Sanctioned Violence Network
Crimson Club Casino Arena, Atlantic City, NJ
8th February 2025
**[The camera opens with a sweeping shot of the raucous Atlantic City crowd inside the Crimson Club Casino Arena. The fans are *on their feet*, waving signs and cheering loudly as the *P:V Uprising 109* graphic flashes across the screen. The camera cuts to the announce desk, where Zac Brindle and Johnny Kaos sit ready to kick off another explosive edition of Project Violence Uprising!]**
Zac Brindle:
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Project Violence Uprising 109! We are coming to you LIVE from the sold-out Crimson Club Casino Arena here in Atlantic City, New Jersey, and what a night we have in store!”
Johnny Kaos:
“That’s right, Zac! Last week ended in shocking fashion when Masafumi Satake – the former IPWA International Heavyweight Champion – stepped up and laid down the challenge to Adam Garcia for the P:V Heavyweight Championship! And judging by Garcia’s reaction, it looks like that match is going to happen!“
Zac Brindle:
“But before that, both men will be in action tonight in what could be a serious test ahead of their inevitable clash! Satake takes on the always game Teddy Rush, while Garcia has to deal with Boyd Jackson, a man who is as ruthless as they come!“
Johnny Kaos:
“And let’s not forget, folks—tonight we will also hear from a man who is angrier than we’ve ever seen him—Elijah Drake! After being screwed out of the Heavyweight Championship at Atlantic City Assault, Drake has been hunting for vengeance against Caleb Knox! Tonight, we expect to hear exactly what his next move is!”
Zac Brindle:
“On top of that, we have plenty more action lined up, and you never know what surprises are in store! Project Violence never slows down, and tonight will be no different!”
Johnny Kaos:
“So let’s not waste any more time! Let’s get this show on the road—Uprising 109 starts right now!”
**[The camera cuts to the entrance stage as the first match of the night is set to begin, officially kicking off another high-stakes episode of **Project Violence Uprising!]
Single Match
Bernard Wolfe vs. Darrell Robles
Backstage
Pay the Price
The camera follows ‘Iron Heart’ Caleb Knox as he arrives at the arena, dressed in his usual no-nonsense attire—black hoodie, gym bag slung over his shoulder, his expression as focused as ever. The moment he steps through the door, however, he barely has time to react before—BAM!—he is blindsided by Elijah Drake!
Elijah Drake (yelling):
“YOU COST ME MY DAMN OPPORTUNITY, KNOX!”
Drake hammers Knox with stiff right hands, shoving him hard against the concrete wall before delivering a brutal knee to the gut. Knox grits his teeth and shoves Drake back, but the veteran lunges forward and tackles him to the floor! The two brawl on the ground, trading heavy shots, the rage between them boiling over!
Just as Knox manages to roll on top and start swinging, security swarms the scene, pulling both men apart. Drake is kicking and shouting, his face red with fury, while Knox struggles against the guards holding him back, his usual calm demeanour cracked for the first time.“
Elijah Drake (furious, pointing at Knox):
“You wanna take my spot? You wanna steal my shot? I SHOULD BE CHAMPION RIGHT NOW, KID!”
Caleb Knox (gritting his teeth):
“Then you should’ve fought harder.”
The comment makes Drake explode in anger, and he lunges again, but security barely holds him back. Officials rush onto the scene as the two men stare each other down, pure hatred in their eyes.
Security Guard:
“That’s enough! That’s ENOUGH! You two wanna tear each other apart? Take it to the ring—not back here!“
Drake finally backs off, shaking his head, breathing heavily as he stares daggers at Knox.
Elijah Drake:
“Oh, don’t worry, Iron Heart. You’re gonna pay for this.“
Drake storms off as security finally lets go of Knox, who straightens up, dusting himself off with a smirk. He cracks his neck, takes a deep breath, and walks forward without a word—but the tension in the air is undeniable. The war between these two is just getting started.
The camera lingers on the scene for a moment before cutting away…
Tag Team Match
Anarchy Alliance vs. Rebel Society
Backstage
Piece of Cake
The camera opens inside the lavish private locker room of the PV Tag Team Champions, the Starr Brothers. Darren and Simon are lounging on a leather sofa, their golden championship belts draped over their shoulders. A large monitor in front of them replays the final moments of the Anarchy Alliance vs. Rebel Society match, showing Stevie Rigg & Edwin Ellis standing victorious in the ring, the crowd roaring in approval.
Darren scoffs and leans back, rolling his eyes.
Darren Starr:
“Pfft. That’s it? That’s supposed to be our competition next week?”
Simon chuckles, shaking his head.
Simon Starr:
“I’ve seen tougher fights in a car park. Rebel Society are absolute scrubs, and Anarchy Alliance struggled with them. If they think they’re taking our gold, they’re dreaming.”
Darren gestures at the screen as it replays Stevie Rigg hitting the Death Sentence on Charlie Strickland for the win.
Darren Starr:
“Look at that. Slow. Predictable. Rigg’s got one move that actually works, and Ellis? The guy’s been injured for months—how much has he got left in the tank?”
Simon Starr (smirking):
“Not enough to take these away from us, that’s for sure.”
They both laugh, Darren adjusting the PV Tag Team Championship on his shoulder. But as the replay lingers on Ellis and Rigg staring down the hard cam, looking intense and fired up, neither Starr Brother is laughing anymore.
A beat of silence. Simon shifts uncomfortably in his seat.
Simon Starr:
“…Easy match, right?”
Darren nods a little too quickly.
Darren Starr:
“Oh, yeah. Piece of cake.”
But neither man looks entirely convinced. The camera lingers on their expressions as the cocky bravado fades just a bit…
Cut to black.
Single Match
Dutch Ramirez vs. Steven Love
Backstage
Man to Man
The camera fades in on Elena Cruz, standing in front of the PV Uprising backdrop, microphone in hand. Beside her is ‘The Standard’ Dash Diaz, still in his ring gear, his expression serious and determined.
Elena Cruz:
“Dash, over the past two weeks, we’ve seen the arrival of Henry Steele, and both times he has attacked you after your matches. The fans—and I’m sure you—are wondering: why? Do you have any idea why ‘The Steel Fortress’ has targeted you?”
Diaz exhales sharply, shaking his head.
Dash Diaz:
“Elena, I wish I knew. I don’t know who this guy thinks he is, and I don’t know why he’s decided to make me his target. Maybe he wants to make a statement. Maybe he sees me as some kind of stepping stone. But I’ll tell you this—he’s got the wrong guy if he thinks I’m just gonna roll over and let him do whatever he wants.”
Diaz looks directly into the camera, his voice firm.
Dash Diaz:
“Henry Steele, I don’t do sneak attacks. I don’t jump guys from behind. I handle my business face to face, man to man. So if you want to make your name in Project Violence, then do it the right way. Step into the ring with me next week on Uprising—let’s see if you’re as tough as you act when the fight is fair.”
The crowd can be heard cheering from inside the arena at the challenge.
Elena Cruz:
“Dash, that’s a huge challenge—do you think Henry Steele will accept?”
Diaz smirks slightly but remains serious.
Dash Diaz:
“If he’s half the man he claims to be, he will. And when he does, he’ll learn why they call me ‘The Standard’.“
Diaz nods at Elena before walking off, leaving the camera to focus on Elena as she signs off.
Elena Cruz:
“A bold challenge from Dash Diaz—will Henry Steele answer next week on Uprising? We’ll find out soon enough!”
Cut to black.
TV Championship Match
Midas (c) vs. Maverick Matthews
Backstage
Its Official
The camera opens on the door of PV General Manager James Von Drake’s office, just as it swings open. Out steps PV Heavyweight Champion ‘The Mad Bull’ Adam Garcia, his championship belt slung over his shoulder. He adjusts it slightly, a determined look on his face as he turns to leave.
Before he can take a step, Elena Cruz appears beside him, microphone in hand.
Elena Cruz:
“Adam, we just saw you coming out of James Von Drake’s office—can you tell us what that meeting was about?”
Garcia stops, adjusting the title on his shoulder. He exhales sharply before turning to Elena.
Adam Garcia:
“Elena, it’s real simple. I went in there to make sure that this match between me and Masafumi Satake happens as soon as possible. No delays, no waiting around—I want this official.”
Elena Cruz:
“Why the urgency? You just defended your title in one of the toughest matches of your career—why not take some time to recover?”
Adam Garcia:
“Because that’s not who I am. I’m not some champion who hides behind contracts and dodges challengers. I fight. That’s why I went straight to Von Drake—I want Satake one-on-one, and I want to show the world that there’s no one in Project Violence who can beat me. Not Satake, not Drake, not Knox—no one.“
Elena nods, taking in his words.
Elena Cruz:
“That’s a huge statement, Adam. So, when will the match take place?”
Garcia smirks slightly, but instead of answering, he simply pats the championship belt, gives Elena a final glance, and walks away without a word.
Elena watches him leave, looking slightly confused but intrigued.
Elena Cruz:
“It looks like Adam Garcia got exactly what he wanted—but when will the match happen? Hopefully, we’ll find out soon!”
The camera lingers on the Heavyweight Champion walking down the hallway before fading to black.
Single Match
Masafumi Satake vs. Teddy Rush
Ringside
Respect
The bell rings as Masafumi Satake stands tall in the centre of the ring, breathing heavily after a hard-fought victory over Teddy Rush. The referee raises Satake’s hand in victory as the fans cheer loudly for the former IPWA International Heavyweight Champion. Rush, still recovering on the mat, slowly pulls himself up using the ropes. Instead of leaving, Satake walks over to him and extends a hand.
The crowd watches in anticipation before Rush, after a brief moment of hesitation, accepts the handshake. The fans cheer as both men exchange a respectful nod, and Rush exits the ring, leaving Satake alone with a microphone in hand.
Masafumi Satake:
*”Teddy Rush… *you fought well.* I respect that.”*
The crowd cheers again as Satake takes a deep breath, looking around at the fans before his expression turns serious.
Masafumi Satake:
“But now… I must turn my focus to my next challenge. And that challenge… is Adam Garcia.“
The crowd pops at the mention of the PV Heavyweight Champion, knowing what’s coming next.
Masafumi Satake:
*”Adam Garcia… I have heard what you said. You are a *fighting champion, and I respect that. There are not many like you.”
Satake paces the ring slightly, rolling his shoulders before continuing.
Masafumi Satake:
“But respect… will not stop me. Respect will not change the fact that when you and I step into this ring, I am taking that PV Heavyweight Championship.“
The fans react with a mix of cheers and gasps, knowing that Satake means business.
Masafumi Satake:
“I have fought all over the world. I have held gold in Japan, America, Mexico, Europe. And now, in Project Violence… there is only one thing left for me to do.
Become Heavyweight Champion.“*
Satake lowers the microphone slightly, staring directly into the hard cam with intensity.
Masafumi Satake:
“Adam Garcia… I hope you are ready. Because when our match happens, you will have no choice but to respect me.“
Before Satake can say another word, the crowd erupts into cheers as “The Mad Bull” Adam Garcia’s music hits!
The PV Heavyweight Champion steps out onto the stage, the title belt over his shoulder. He doesn’t say a word, but he looks intrigued, a smirk playing on his lips. Garcia nods, acknowledging the challenge, as the two stare each other down from across the arena.
The camera lingers on this intense moment before fading to black.
Backstage
Fight Forever
The camera follows Elijah Drake as he storms through the backstage area towards the exit, still seething from earlier in the night when he ambushed Caleb Knox. Dressed in his street clothes, Drake pushes open the door leading to the arena parking lot, walking with purpose towards his car. The dim lighting and the sound of distant arena noise create an eerie tension.
As Drake reaches for his car door—BAM!—he is blindsided by Caleb Knox! The fans watching on the big screen erupt as the “Iron Heart” strikes back, tackling Drake into the side of his own car!
Caleb Knox:
“You think you can jump me and get away with it?!”
Knox rains down fists on Drake, who struggles to cover up before throwing a wild punch back. The two brawl in the parking lot, exchanging brutal shots, crashing into parked cars as they struggle for dominance!
Suddenly, security personnel rush onto the scene, pulling the two men apart! Knox and Drake both fight against the security guards, desperate to get their hands on each other again! The chaos is interrupted as PV General Manager James Von Drake steps onto the scene, furious.
James Von Drake:
“That’s ENOUGH! I’ve had it with both of you!”
Von Drake steps between them, shaking his head in frustration.
James Von Drake:
“You two want to tear each other apart? Not tonight! Security, get them the hell out of my arena!”
The security guards tighten their grip as they begin dragging Knox and Drake towards separate exits, both men still yelling and glaring at each other as the tension continues to boil over!
The camera lingers on Von Drake, who sighs and rubs his temples before turning away in frustration as the segment fades out.
Single Match
Adam Garcia vs. Boyd Jackson
Ringside
Ready to Fight!
The bell rings, and the crowd erupts as Adam Garcia stands tall in the centre of the ring, breathing heavily after a hard-fought victory over Boyd Jackson. “The Mad Bull” wipes sweat from his brow before raising the PV Heavyweight Championship high into the air, igniting another loud ovation from the Atlantic City crowd!
Garcia takes a moment to soak it in before calling for a microphone. As his music fades, the chants of “MAD BULL! MAD BULL!” echo through the Crimson Club Casino Arena. Garcia nods in appreciation before raising the mic to his lips.
Adam Garcia:
“Man… that felt good!”
The fans cheer as Garcia smirks.
Adam Garcia:
“Boyd Jackson, you gave me a fight tonight, but just like I said last week, I’m the best damn Heavyweight Champion this company has ever seen… and I prove it every single time I step into this ring!”
Garcia pauses as the fans roar in approval. He paces the ring before continuing, his tone shifting slightly.
Adam Garcia:
“And speaking of proving things… let’s talk about Masafumi Satake.“
A huge pop from the crowd at the mention of Satake’s name!
Adam Garcia:
“Last week, Satake made it clear—he wants a shot at this.” (Garcia holds up the Heavyweight Championship, the gold glistening under the arena lights.*) *”And you know what? I wouldn’t expect anything less from a man like him.”*
The crowd cheers as Garcia nods in respect.
Adam Garcia:
“Satake, you and I… we go way back. You’ve been a mentor, a rival, and above all else, one of the toughest men I’ve ever had the honour of stepping in this ring with. But if you think that means I’m gonna take it easy on you…”
Garcia’s face hardens. He tightens his grip on the title belt.
Adam Garcia:
“You’re dead wrong.”
A murmur of excitement builds in the crowd as Garcia’s intensity grows.
Adam Garcia:
“I will fight with everything I’ve got to keep this championship, just like I always do. And when we finally go head-to-head for this belt… mentor or not, legend or not…”
“I will do whatever it takes to win!”
The fans erupt in anticipation! Chants of “LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT!” ring out through the arena as Garcia smirks, nodding his head. He raises the Heavyweight Championship one more time, standing defiantly in the centre of the ring as the energy in the building reaches its peak!
“The Mad Bull” soaks it all in before stepping onto the ropes and holding the belt high one last time as the show fades to black, leaving the world buzzing about the inevitable clash between two of PV’s greatest warriors!
[END OF SHOW]
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