Next Level Pro Wrestling Presents: “Chaos in the Cathedral”
Location: The Oracle Dome, St. Louis, Missouri
Date: NLPW Show 43
Opening Segment: Powerhouse Hobbs Promo )
The arena lights flickered, the crowd’s intensity pulsating. Hobbs’ music blasted and he stormed to the ring — raw, furious, triumphant. He grabbed the mic.
“Every challenger you’ve sent at me, I’ve beaten. Every champion you’ve stacked in front of me, I’ve taken down. I’ve looked around this company—Next Level Pro Wrestling—and said: ‘Is that it?’ I’m still hungry. I’m still rising. And whatever world title you want to throw in front of me? I’ll rip it off the shoulder of whoever dares to wear it.” His eyes scanned the crowd, the arena reverberating with his intensity.
Suddenly the titan-music echoed through the arena. The crowd erupted. Roman Reigns emerged, Banner held high, swagger confident. He approached the ring, microphone in hand. Hobbs didn’t back down — instead they stood nose to nose in the ring. Roman’s voice: “You’ve had some big wins, Hobbs. I respect that. But this company’s apex belt doesn’t go to just the strongest contender… it goes to the one who stands at the top, commands respect, and holds the line. I’ve held that line. I’ve worn that belt. And here’s the challenge.” He held out the mic. “Powerhouse Hobbs… tonight, you and I fight for the World Title.”
Hobbs paused, then locked eyes with Reigns. He extended his hand calmly. A quiet moment. Then they shook — the first sign of respect. “You’ve got a deal,” Hobbs said. “I accept.” The crowd exploded. Reigns nodded. Together they raised their hands — then suddenly alarms blared and the lights dropped.
Out of nowhere, the music of Jacob Fatu burst. He stormed down the ramp at full speed. Behind him came Jey Uso and Jimmy Uso charging the ring. Before Hobbs or Reigns could react, Fatu and the Usos plastered them with twin super-aggressive attacks. Hobbs was thrown into the barricade. Reigns was caught in the ropes and crashed to the mat. The crowd roared. But the chaos didn’t stop.
Suddenly the music of Sami Zayn cut through. He sprinted in to make the save — reaching the ring, sliding in, launching at the Usos and Fatu. The crowd cheered the allied resurrection. But then… shock. Out of the dark came Kevin Owens crashing the scene. He swung a chair. Zayn’s face contorted as Owens smashed the chair repeatedly — then Sami Guevara thundered in behind him, joining the assault. Zayn was hammered with chair-shots—repeated, vicious. He collapsed on the entrance ramp, clutching his head. Meanwhile Hobbs and Reigns lay injured in the ring, the Usos and Fatu standing tall.
But the carnage wasn’t over. From the crowd and back-stage area stormed Seth Rollins and Jon Moxley—they slid into the ring, weapons in hand, fists up. Then came MJF, Dijak and Dyer—all heels, reinforcing the assault. And then finally Kenny Omega made his grand entrance, breathing fire, the crowd roaring in recognition. Not to mention the monstrous alliance of Rusev, The Bar and PAC joining the fray. The ring and ringside area became an anarchic war zone.
A pause, the crowd on edge. Omega grabbed a microphone, surveying the scene with a smirk. “Tonight,” he declared, voice booming through the arena, “we fight. No rules. No mercy. And we decide who runs this company!” The audience erupted.
Reigns slowly stood, grabbing a mic with a wobbly hand, eyes fierce. “You heard the man. Hobbs, I said we fight. Let’s settle this. All of it, tonight. Let’s go.”
The camera zoomed out. The ring and ramp a shattered battlefield. The crowd chanting. The challenge laid. The main event set. And chaos ready to erupt.
Match 1: Kofi Kingston vs Trick Williams
The show’s first match of the night saw two athletic fan favorites go head-to-head in a test of agility and charisma. Trick Williams came out first, oozing confidence, hyping up the crowd with his signature swagger. Kofi Kingston followed with his trademark energy, pyro bursting as he leaped down the ramp. The match began with a handshake, a mutual show of respect before the fireworks began.
They traded chain wrestling sequences early—Kofi’s experience on display as he flipped out of armlocks and countered with flying headscissors. Trick’s youth and raw athleticism gave him the edge in power exchanges; he landed a pop-up dropkick that nearly took Kofi’s head off. The crowd was split, cheering both men as they danced across the ropes with crisp offense. Trick connected with a spinebuster for a close two-count, but Kofi’s resilience was unmatched.
As the bout entered its final minutes, Trick went for his Trick Shot kick—but Kofi ducked, bounced off the ropes, and nailed Trouble in Paradise! The crowd leapt to their feet as Kofi covered: one, two, three. After the bell, Kofi helped Trick up, raised his hand, and pointed at him in respect—passing the torch to a rising star while reminding everyone he’s still got it.
Winner: Kofi Kingston
Match 2: Samoa Joe (c) vs Shingo Takagi – United States Title
This was a hoss fight for the ages — pure brutality and power. The fans were on their feet before the first bell. Samoa Joe entered with that stone-cold stare, U.S. Title glimmering on his shoulder. Shingo Takagi marched to the ring like a warrior out of a samurai legend, ready for battle.
From the opening lockup, they beat the life out of each other. Joe’s jabs found their mark, Shingo’s lariats echoed through the Dome. Joe dropped Shingo with a urinage, but the challenger rose back up, roaring in defiance. The two traded forearm smashes like cannon shots, both refusing to fall. Midway through, Shingo hit Made in Japan for a near fall, only for Joe to respond with a Coquina Clutch attempt. The crowd gasped as Shingo barely escaped by rolling onto the ropes.
The finish was explosive. Joe countered a Last of the Dragon attempt midair and locked in the Coquina Clutch! Shingo struggled, clawing for the ropes, but Joe wrenched harder until Shingo faded out cold. The referee called for the bell. The crowd erupted as Joe stood victorious, title in hand, roaring with primal fury.
After the match, Solo Sikoa’s music hit — he blindsided Joe with a Samoan Spike, leaving him laid out. Solo picked up the U.S. Title, staring at it with intensity before throwing it down next to Joe’s motionless body.
Winner and STILL United States Champion: Samoa Joe
Match 3: Gunther vs Konosuke Takeshita II
The rematch the wrestling world had been craving. The Ring General versus the Rising Ace. The first encounter had been a war, but this one surpassed it. Gunther entered stoic and unshaken, Takeshita electric, crowd fully behind him.
The first five minutes were a clinic in physical storytelling — Gunther grounding Takeshita with mat-based dominance, forcing him to fight from underneath. Every chop sounded like a shotgun blast. Takeshita’s chest turned scarlet within minutes, yet he kept firing back with elbows and German suplexes. Gunther tried for a sleeper hold, but Takeshita countered into a rolling cradle, earning a gasp from the crowd.
Momentum swung wildly. Takeshita hit a diving knee strike for a near-fall, followed by a Blue Thunder Bomb that nearly shocked the arena. But Gunther’s patience won out — he absorbed the storm, then unleashed his. Two thunderous powerbombs later, Takeshita still kicked out. Gunther finally hit the Lariat of Doom followed by a final Powerbomb for the pinfall.
After the match, Gunther saluted Takeshita — no words, just a nod. The crowd gave a standing ovation for both men.
Winner: Gunther
Match 4: Santana & Ortiz (c) vs Street Profits – Tag Titles
This was high-octane chaos wrapped in pure tag-team mastery. Santana & Ortiz entered as confident champions, their swagger undeniable. The Street Profits followed, dancing down the ramp, the crowd chanting “We want the smoke!”
The bell rang and chaos followed. Montez Ford and Ortiz started with lightning-fast sequences — leapfrogs, counters, springboard dropkicks. Dawkins and Santana brought the heavy hits, trading suplexes and double-team spinebusters. Midway through, the Profits isolated Ortiz, hitting the Cash Out combo, but Santana broke the count at the last millisecond.
The champions regained control after an unseen tag. Ortiz baited Dawkins into a clothesline, allowing Santana to land a rolling cannonball in the corner. They followed up with their finisher — the Street Sweeper variation — and scored the victory. The Profits shook their heads, disappointed but respectful.
As the champs celebrated, the lights flickered briefly… a hint that their next challengers might already be watching from the shadows.
Winners and STILL Tag Team Champions: Santana & Ortiz
Perfect — let’s continue Next Level Pro Wrestling: “Chaos in the Cathedral” right where we left off.
We’ve covered the first four matches; now we move into the rest of the undercard — each with minimum 200 words — followed by the 750-word main event exactly as before, now with clear winner notation.
Match 5: Solo Sikoa vs Orange Cassidy
A fascinating clash of styles — Orange Cassidy’s effortless cool versus Solo Sikoa’s cold, destructive rage. Cassidy entered first to a huge pop, hands in pockets, sunglasses on, the crowd chanting “Freshly Squeezed!” Sikoa followed with slow, methodical steps, eyes locked like a hunter sizing up prey.
The bell rang, and Cassidy started with his signature “lazy kicks.” The fans laughed, but Solo didn’t — he grabbed Cassidy mid-kick, tossing him with a brutal belly-to-belly suplex. The tone changed instantly. Cassidy tried to regain rhythm with a tilt-a-whirl DDT and a flying crossbody, but Solo caught him midair and slammed him through the mat.
The middle stretch was back-and-forth brilliance: Solo grounded Cassidy with stiff Samoan headbutts, while Cassidy fought from underneath with quick pin attempts and deceptive bursts of energy. He landed two Orange Punches in a row — the second nearly scoring the upset! But when Cassidy went for a third, Solo countered with a Uranage that shook the ring.
Solo followed up with a devastating Samoan Spike, pinning Cassidy clean. After the bell, Solo stood over his fallen opponent and gestured at the camera, mouthing, “This is my island.” His dominance was undeniable, and with his earlier assault on Samoa Joe, the message was clear — Solo Sikoa wanted gold.
Winner: Solo Sikoa
Match 6: Dyer, Dijak, Hammerstone & Garcia vs Christian Cage, FTR, & Braun Strowman
Eight egos, one explosion. The powerhouse combination of Dyer, Dijak, Hammerstone, and Garcia was as intimidating as they come. Christian, FTR, and Braun, however, entered as a team united by experience and chemistry. The crowd roared “F-T-R!” as the match began.
The early exchanges were fast-paced tag-team precision. Dax and Cash used quick tags and textbook double-team wrestling to outmaneuver Garcia. Christian entered and slowed the pace with mind games, slapping Dyer in the face before retreating to tag in Braun. The Monster Among Men bulldozed through Dijak and Hammerstone like a wrecking ball.
Midway through, the heels isolated Christian. Dijak hit a springboard elbow, Hammerstone landed a delayed suplex, and Garcia locked in a guillotine. Christian fought free, reaching for FTR — but Dyer pulled Dax off the apron just in time. The crowd booed as the referee lost control.
Finally, Braun got the hot tag. He cleaned house — flattening all four heels with running powerslams. But chaos reigned when Dyer struck Christian from behind with a steel chain. Dijak followed with Feast Your Eyes, and Dyer pinned Christian for the three-count while Braun was distracted outside.
After the bell, the victorious quartet posed arrogantly on the ramp as Christian glared daggers at them, promising revenge.
Winners: Dyer, Dijak, Hammerstone & Daniel Garcia
Match 7: Eddie Kingston, Big Bill & Hook (c) vs Juice Robinson, David Finlay & Jeff Cobb – Trios Titles
The Trios Championship match felt like a bar fight wrapped in athletic brilliance. Eddie Kingston led his team to the ring like a grizzled commander, Hook beside him stoic as ever, Big Bill towering over everyone. Their challengers — Bullet Club’s Juice Robinson, David Finlay, and Jeff Cobb — entered cocky and unified.
The opening minutes were raw violence. Kingston and Finlay traded stinging chops that echoed through the Dome. Hook neutralized Juice with technical precision, grounding him with a redrum choke attempt, while Big Bill crushed Cobb with a boot that could’ve felled a tree.
Momentum shifted when Cobb used his power to suplex Big Bill — a jaw-dropping feat that had fans gasping. Finlay and Juice isolated Kingston, double-teaming him with quick tags and dirty tactics. But Eddie’s fire was unquenchable. After absorbing three double-teams, he spat in Finlay’s face and roared, tagging Hook.
Hook came in like lightning — suplexing Juice, tossing Cobb, and locking Finlay into Redrum. Bill hit a massive Blackout Slam on Cobb to neutralize him, and Kingston finished Juice with a spinning backfist. Hook’s choke forced Finlay to tap out.
The champs celebrated post-match with a gritty embrace. Kingston grabbed a mic and growled: “Bring whoever you want. You better hit harder than this.”
Winners and STILL Trios Champions: Eddie Kingston, Big Bill & Hook
Match 8: #1 Contenders Trios Gauntlet Match
Four teams entered; one survived.
The first matchup saw The Bar & PAC facing Mark Briscoe, Darby Allin, and Tomohiro Ishii. The Bar’s experience dominated early — Cesaro’s uppercuts and Sheamus’ brawling overwhelmed the chaos of Briscoe’s crew. PAC hit a perfect Black Arrow on Darby to score the first elimination.
Next came Bandido & The Lucha Bros. The speed level doubled instantly. PAC and the Lucha Bros traded aerial insanity, including a jaw-dropping triple superkick sequence that sent PAC to the floor. Bandido hit a 21-Plex on Sheamus, allowing Penta to hit Fear Factor for the win, eliminating The Bar & PAC.
Then came Chad Gable & The Creed Brothers. The technical wrestling showcase that followed was jaw-dropping — counters, suplexes, and submissions galore. Julius Creed hit a massive moonsault on Bandido, but the Lucha Bros made the save. Gable went for a Chaos Theory suplex, but Bandido countered mid-rotation into a cradle pin for the three-count.
Final round: Bandido & The Lucha Bros vs Hikuleo & The Guerrillas of Destiny. The giants dominated early, using brute strength to slam Fénix into the barricade. But Bandido’s heart and Penta’s timing turned the tide. Bandido hit a Corkscrew Plancha on Hikuleo outside, and inside the ring, Fénix nailed Fénix Driver on Tama Tonga for the three-count.
The arena erupted as the Lucha Bros and Bandido raised their hands, now the #1 contenders to the Trios Titles.
Winners and NEW #1 Contenders: Bandido & The Lucha Bros
Match 9: The Acclaimed vs The Gunns – Street Fight
This one was chaos from start to finish. The Acclaimed entered rapping insults so brutal that Austin Gunn nearly charged the ramp before the match began. The Gunns, armed with chairs, met them halfway down the aisle, and the brawl was on.
Max Caster cracked a trash can over Colten’s head, while Bowens threw Austin into the barricade. They fought into the crowd, trading chair shots and dives off railings. Austin recovered enough to DDT Bowens onto a pile of chairs for a near fall. The Acclaimed turned it around when Caster dropkicked Austin through a table and Bowens hit a Fameasser on Colten.
The Gunns regained control when Colten hit a low blow on Caster and the brothers performed 3:10 to Yuma through a ladder, but Max somehow kicked out! The fans lost their minds.
Bowens grabbed a ladder, climbed it to the top, and yelled, “SCISSOR ME!” before hitting an elbow drop through the table on Colten. Caster followed with Mic Drop from the ladder onto Austin and covered for the three-count.
The crowd chanted “EVERYONE LOVES THE ACCLAIMED!” as confetti fell. The Acclaimed stood tall, battered but victorious.
Winners: The Acclaimed
Main Event: Anarchy in the Arena
Powerhouse Hobbs, Roman Reigns, Seth Rollins, Jon Moxley, Kenny Omega, & Sami Zayn
vs
Jacob Fatu, MJF, Kevin Owens, Rusev, Jey Uso, & Jimmy Uso
(with Dyer, Dijak, The Bar, PAC, & Sammy Guevara interfering for the heels)
The lights dimmed. Pyro erupted. Hobbs’ music hit. One by one, the babyfaces made their entrance: Reigns carrying the aura of a war-god, Rollins with his cocky smirk, Moxley glowering, Omega with championship swagger, Zayn carried by the crowd’s chant. The heels charged in: Fatu pacing like a monster, MJF smirking, Owens scowling, Rusev hulking, the Usos with that hot tag-team fire. The bell sounded. Instantly the ring became a battleground.
The opening minutes were chaos. Fatu grabbed Hobbs and slammed him overhead. Rollins dove onto Owens with a missile dropkick. Omega and Reigns isolated Jey Uso in the corner, trading strikes. Zayn darted around the ring tagging in and out with Moxley. The heel contingent at ringside began their work: Dyer and Dijak climbed the apron, The Bar and PAC circled like sharks, Guevara perched ready. At one point Dyer slid into the ring, grabbed Hobbs’ leg. The ref tried to remove him; Rollins sprinted in, clotheslined Dyer. The crowd roared.
Mid-match, the momentum swung. The babyfaces looked dominant: Reigns hit a crushing Samoan drop on Jimmy Uso. Hobbs delivered a running powerslam to Rusev. Zayn dodged a Uso double-superkick and tagged Omega. Omega whipped Fatu into the corner and hit a V-Trigger. Moxley cold-cocked Owens with a chair shot (legalised by the no-rules scenario). The heel side regrouped: MJF distracted the ref, allowing Dijak and Dyer to climb the guardrail. They launched a 2-man dive onto Rollins and Omega at ringside. The Usos hammered Zayn with stereo superkicks. Fatu tossed Hobbs back into the ring and stomped away.
Then it plunged into utter mayhem. Omega and Hobbs brawled atop the commentary desk. Reigns splashed Jimmy Uso through a table at ringside. Moxley battered Rusev with kendo sticks. Zayn fought back inside the ring, landing a Helluva Kick on Jey Uso. Owens tried to spear Reigns but Moxley intercepted. Meanwhile The Bar and PAC began their assault: Sheamus and Cesaro — The Bar — double-teamed Rollins, PAC attacked Hobbs. The crowd chanted their names.
As the clock ticked, alliances shifted. The babyface coalition pulled things together. Hobbs returned to the ring and tagged Reigns. Reigns charged Fatu, hit a Superman punch, then a spear that rattled the arena. Omega climbed the apron, MVPing Owens off the ropes. Zayn tagged in, scampering onto MJF and church-kicking him. Moxley hammered Dijak outside. But the heel numbers were heavy: The Bar made a double-superplex on Reigns. PAC locked in a brutal submission on Hobbs. Fatu climbed out of the ring and launched Hobbs into the barricade.
Just when it looked like the heels had taken control, hope surged. Reigns powered up, got to his feet, and tagged Rollins. Rollins hit a Ripcord knee on Sheamus, then sprang off the ropes with a Frog Splash onto Cesaro at ringside. Back in the ring Hobbs broke the PAC submission hold, hurled PAC into the ropes, and Reigns speared PAC through the ropes. Zayn and Omega combined to hit a One-Winged Angel variant on MJF in the ring. Owens and the Usos tried to intervene, but Moxley pulled them off by force, swinging kendo sticks.
It came down to the final minutes: Hobbs and Fatu faced off in the center of the ring. The crowd went silent in the build-up. Hobbs hoisted Fatu for a big splash—Fatu reversed into a Samoan Spike. The Usos rushed in, but Reigns cut them off. Rollins took out Jimmy Uso with a Stomp. Omega knocked Dyer off the apron. Moxley joined Zayn to take out The Bar. In the ring: Fatu hit Hobbs with a massive Sit-out Samoan Drop. Fatu covered — but Reigns broke the count just in time. Omega scrambled in, landed a V-Trigger on Fatu. Zayn followed with a Helluva Kick. Hobbs tagged in. Hobbs roared, hit a thunderous running shoulder block, then a Death Valley Driver on Fatu. Reigns crawled in and delivered the spear. Rollins immediately followed up with a Curb Stomp. Omega hit the One-Winged Angel on MJF. Zayn pinned Owens after the Helluva. Moxley busted up Dijak on the floor.
The referee counted: 1…2…3. The scoreboard flashed. The babyface team won. Hobbs, Reigns, Rollins, Moxley, Omega and Zayn emerged victorious — battered, bruised, triumphant.
Amidst the wreckage of chairs, tables, boots, and bodies strewn everywhere, the crowd rose in a standing ovation. The babyfaces stood tall in the ring while the heels lay defeated around them.
But as the victors celebrated, the camera cut to the ramp where Dijak, Dyer, The Bar, and PAC regrouped, eyes burning. The war was far from over.
Winners: Powerhouse Hobbs, Roman Reigns, Seth Rollins, Jon Moxley, Kenny Omega, & Sami Zayn
NLPW Show 43: Chaos in the Cathedral closed on an image of Reigns and Hobbs glaring at each other amid the chaos — a handshake at the start, a war at the end, and a world title collision now inevitable.
