A/N: Hey, guys! So, welcome to another fic of mine! But this time, it's one of those usual wrestling company fics, I read some of them but I think most of them use the formula of WWE, most of them are WWE! So I have decided to make one of my own despite I used to have one but it was untouched for a long time! Instead of using the format of the same old, I decided to use a new format. Well, this company sparked my interest in making this fic! They are so awesome and great!

Shoutout to Pro Wrestling Guerilla, a.k.a. PWG! This company is one of the greatest wrestling content ever! You know it, right?

So, this is how it goes… instead of making a weekly show, I have to focus and make this one a Pay-Per-View basis! NO WEEKLY SHOW! Yes, but not monthly as per usual. I also have my life outside, y'know? Lol.

How about the roster for this company? Well, I've seen a fic that consists of Total Drama characters as the wrestlers, but the writer used the elements of WWE to make this a success somehow. Shout-out to that guy, I forgot your username but good job on keeping it stronger! So, what about I use Total Drama characters but I alter the formula a bit and I'll use PWG instead? Sounds intriguing, isn't it?

Yes, it is! What can you expect through this? WRESTLING, MORE WRESTLING! There could be some story to some matches, but mostly we're taking focus on WRESTLING! And of course, SURPRISES AND TWISTS to come when this fic becomes progressive after this chapter! I hope you will enjoy it.

So, how did they join this company? We will find out that… NOW!

P.S. I do not own everything here, except for my story. The characters are owned by their respective companies.

Chapter 1: Prelude: Early Beginnings

7:00AM – 7 Days Away from The Event

*ring* *ring* *ring* *ring* *ring*

Different ringtones have been heard from different people's phones. Every ring has its groaning response from the groggy occupants of their room. Each individual picked up their phone, one by one, cupping their mobile devices beside their eardrums.

"Good day, campers!"

Most of them were shocked to hear that familiar voice from their hearing senses. And because of this familiarity of the caller's manly voice, they groaned immediately. But for some, they are a bit lucky to rediscover that wacky line.

"Chris?"

"Chris?!"

"CHRIS?!"

"How in the hell did you find this number?!" One of them angrily interrogates the caller.

"No time to answer that! Because all of you will travel on the same plane for another journey of your lives!" Chris paused. "And you're all going to California!"

That announcement alone garnered different reactions from the teens.

"What?!"

"Excuse me?!"

"YES! WOOHOO!"

"Is California, America, right?" A certain delinquent curiously asked.

"Yep!" Chris immediately replied with glee.

"Now we're talking!"

Another contestant was still dissatisfied with the location reveal.

"Is there any catch from this?"

"What?" Chris responded with a light chuckle. "No-no-no-no! In fact, you'll get to see the surprise if you're going!"

"Pfft."

"Is this one of those shows that have been recycling challenges for ump-teenth time?" One asked sarcastically. "Sure, as long as it's benign and I know your nature of predictability, Chris. I'll pass!"

"Uh, technically, yes, it's one of those," Chris replied. "But at this rate, that kind of show might plummet down to the rating lows. And interestingly, this challenge can be helpful and painful at the same time, much to my satisfaction. But to yours, that might get you motivated, or in your terms, 'hyped up'!"

"So? How are we getting motivated from that?"

"You wanna know that you're getting paid this time?" Chris said the p-word in the smoothest voice ever.

Most of them were surprised to catch the statement, especially in the last part.

"Really?!"

"Are you serious about this, McLean?"

"Like we're gonna receive money?!"

"Yep, but that can depend on your performance. The great the performance is, the merrier! More money to be given!"

"Whoa!"

"I can deal with that! I'm a performer!"

"Do you have any questions? No? Good." Chris continued and once again starts to announce more. "Because you'll have T-minus one hour and fifty minutes or you'll see nothing at the airport! Grab your important items, clothing, or whatever you needed the most, you'll get the most surprise when you met us at the airport!"

"Us? You have a companion?"

"He sure did, fool!" A grouchy voice replied to the other side and it also resembled their past. "Get your lazy butts here or I'll fire it up for 'ya!"

"Chef?! Oh, wow…"

*honk* *honk* *honk* *honk* *honk*

"What was that?"

"Oh." Chris chuckled and adds another reminder. "I forgot to tell you that there's someone waiting for you outside of your house. The vehicle and driver will take you to the airport!"

"Do we need to pay for this?"

"Not at all! It's free, provided by the production!"

"Really?" A certain girl in teal hair looked between the window and the phone, she decided immediately answered. "That's all I need to know. Thanks, Chris." She smiled.

Most of them dropped their call to Chris to concentrate on what to bring to another tour, most of them hoping that this is not a trap set up by Chris McLean. But due to the genuine convincing skills of the host, most of their doubts have vanished.

8:50AM – Toronto Pearson International Airport

One-by-one, every car arrived at the airport and every passenger from the vehicle left and soon entered the building. Some people are happy to see one another, like Owen, who just crushed people's souls with a bear hug, squeezing them to death.

"I really miss you guys so much!" He said while on the verge of tearing up.

"I-I-I… know…" Noah responded with a heavy gasp. "Let… me… go…"

"Yeah…" Cody added, while also on the submissive embrace of his big friend. "My internals… are soon to be dead…"

"Woops!" Owen replied, letting go of the two. "Sorry."

Both Noah & Cody soon felt relief after the devastating squeeze made by the lovable oaf. Both of them gasped and coughed continuously.

"How much did you gain, Owen?" Cody asked.

"Uhhh…" He said dumbly, measures the volume with his finger. "A little bit?"

From that answer alone, both men obviously did not buy the answer.

Meanwhile, the others did not look around at each other.

When Sky saw Dave, she immediately looked sideways, while the latter did the same when he saw the former. From another spot, Scarlett was hiding behind a post to avoid making interactions with Max, who was busy fixing up on one of his devices while walking.

While for others, this was the right time to meet with one another…

"DUNCAN!"

The delinquent looked back to meet Courtney's sleeping hold, grasping him tighter at his back.

"Courtney!" He responded. "Get off of me, you lunatic!"

"Lunatic?" Courtney replied. "Ha! Says the one who's been in juvie for many years!"

The C.I.T. squeezes the punk hardly enough to scream and to scram to wherever he goes.

Geoff and Bridgette were seen taking it to the Smooching Sanctuary, while the other couples met up in a simple fashion way.

The Ice Dancers, especially Josee, is not glad to see her former enemies. She looked back to her partner as she grabs the collar of his attire.

"Jacques, why are we here with those fools?!"

"Because we agree to join here because we are getting paid, isn't it?" Jacques replied at his natural accent. "And I need the money to train with more professional skaters and for myself, of course."

Jacques only shrieked in response.

"You've got to be kidding me… we did sign up for this!"

*HONK*

An ear-piercing sound blasted through the speakers of the airport, making the individuals cover their ears.

"Hello, competitors!"

"It's Chris!" Most of them spoke in unison.

"Did Chris rent the speakers, so he can speak to us?" Trent asked.

"If you have questions, I'd automatically say no. And since it's nearly nine o'clock, please proceed to the only plane outside now. By the way, the first one who will meet us outside gets a treat!"

When the news was announced, everyone looked another until every competitor ran like a wild animal through the exit towards the plane. Because of the size of the door, everyone just compiled and got ultimately squashed nearby the door because of the simultaneous leaps towards the door.

"Come on!"

"Oh, no! We're stuck!" Owen cried.

"Hey, Owen!" Noah called his buddy. "Do you want to push us?"

"But-but-the prize?"

"JUST DO IT!"

Owen obliged as he hunched over and ran to the stampede like a raging bull, making the others screamed when the exit door got destroyed by the pounce of the big guy as everyone got sent through thin air. Everyone landed on the ground, one by one. Luckily, they arrived in front of the duo of Chris and Chef Hatchet with another mysterious duo beside them.

"Good morning, guys!" Chris greeted them with a grin.

"Good morning, Chris!" Owen summoned from the pile underneath. "So who won the treat?"

"Wait, all of us won?!" Owen reacted in disbelief. "How is that even possible?"

"Well, since you all landed at the same time, I guess it would be better if you all share the treat!" Chris answered.

"What's the treat?" Brody asked.

"Good to ask that because you'll be flying in a first-class plane!" Chris announced the prize. "All of us!"

Some of the gasped when they found out the prize, but some of them are pretty sketchy and one of them is Gwen.

"Are you serious?"

"Wanna have a check inside, anyone?" Chris asked.

Few people followed Chris' orders as they entered the plane. When they got in, they were in a fantastic treat. The plane has comfortable and movable chairs, pillows, multiple closed rooms, luxurious foods, etc. All of the got wowed at the amenities of the plane.

"Guys, it's true! You'll be in a great treat!" Owen exclaimed. "They got plenty of foods!

"Yeah! Come on, guys!" Devin added, beckons the others to join them.

"They have their own bedrooms and TVs!" Cameron added.

All of the gasped.

"Now you are talking, my dear!" Sierra responded.

"Chris, you are not kidding!" Gwen said.

"Say who kidnapped Chris? And who's this guy in front of us with Chef and the two masked dudes there?" LeShawna questioned rhetorically.

"Oh, I think Mike caught Chris' old personality," Duncan answered, gesturing the said person.

The answer earned laughs from several others, including Zoey and Mike himself.

"Speaking of which…" Courtney said and paused, observing the quad of Chris. "Who's the two other guys with you?"

"Glad you asked that…" Chris replied, looks to one of them as he winked to them, signaling them to introduce themselves, which one of them complied with.

One of them walks forward as he begins to introduce himself.

"Good day, everyone! I am Excalibur!"

"Ex-cali-bur?" Harold reiterates the name slowly.

"Yes, you heard that right." Excalibur gladly answers back. "To my other side is my partner, Super Dragon!"

Super Dragon didn't wave nor do anything but just standing up.

"Oh, you don't wanna ask him questions right now?" Excalibur asks his partner, who nodded in response. "Oh."

"Ah, why won't he talk?" Beth asked about Super Dragon's presence.

"Good question, but the cookies are on the plane, just ask one of the crew and tell them I told you."

"Got it!"

Suddenly, Owen's stomach roared throughout the conversation.

"Guys, can we go now? I'm so hungry right now!"

"Whoops!" Chris said, looking at his watch. "We're overtime now! Guys, get on the plane now!"

"Please fall in line to avoid any mishaps! Thank you!" Excalibur told the teens. "If you have questions about us, just go to the nearest television and there's a voice message waiting for you all! If you have questions that are not included at the message, just tell us personally!"

All of them obliged and all got entered safely to the plane as the first-class plane lifted off from the runway.

3:05PM – Los Angeles International Airport

The plane that occupied the teenagers safely arrived at the runway of America. Each individual left the plane with pleasure and satisfaction on their faces.

"BEST. FLIGHT. EVER!" Owen exclaimed.

"Wow, not gonna lie that was a great trip!" Gwen admitted.

"No creakiness, no bad smells, just relaxing in the bed with TV and gourmet," Harold added, sighing and stretching thoroughly.

"I'll confess… I have the best experience in sleeping. No blasting of horns and no occupants in a room." Noah confessed and realized. "I think I get it why Chris did this to us…"

"Because?" Bridgette asked.

"How old is he?"

Everyone thought about the question. Since they just recently reunited and the past is a few years ago, they all forgot about Chris's bio, so they shrugged in response.

"Exactly!"

Suddenly, a hard coughing just blasted through their ears as they looked in front of them. In front of them is none other than Chris, Chef, Super Dragon, and Excalibur.

"Okay, I'm still right here though," Chris said. "Now quit talking as Excalibur takes the floor!"

Now all of them focused on the talking masked men as he starts to spoke.

"Did you enjoy the flight?"

"YEAH!" Everyone answered joyfully.

"Have you read the voice message as I told you earlier?"

"YES!" Mostly said simultaneously.

"Okay, good," Excalibur replied.

"Seriously, we're doing wrestling?" Gwen asked.

"Yes. Any questions?"

Someone raised a hand from the crowd.

"Who raised up?" Excalibur asked.

The questioner came in front, only to be revealed as Heather, who put her arms to her sides.

"If we didn't call up, how are we getting paid?"

"Oh, good question," Excalibur answered. "There's plenty of ways you can earn cash, just help us build the ring and set up the chairs. Or in plenty ways, be a video editor for our highlights, event promoter, cameraman. We give a raise to anyone who has an impressive performance so that the whole world should watch about."

"Hey! I wanna be the promoter!" Topher volunteered, raising his hands up high. "I got the looks!"

"Settle down, guys," Excalibur said, interrupting the apprentice. "You don't choose, we choose!"

All of them groaned in reaction.

"In fact, since we're a week away from our first Pay-Per-View and we booked it earlier than usual, for your information. We already choose our participants for our first event! That event has no name, by the way. Better suggest one if you can." Excalibur announced. "When you hear your name out loud, come in forward. While those who didn't, go over beside Chris and Chef Hatchet."

Excalibur showed a clipboard with several names and images printed over a page.

"Can I call Alejandro…"

"Si." The Spanish muscle man spoke in his language as he makes his way forward.

"Blaineley…"

The not-so-young T.V. show host gasped when she heard her name.

"Bridgette…"

The blonde surfer said goodbye to her boyfriend, who was feeling down already after she left him.

"Brody…"

The partner of Geoff patted him in his shoulders to say take care without saying anything.

"Cameron…"

The small nerdling simply came forward.

"Chet…"

One-half of the stepbrothers stepped out of the horde to come forward.

"Cody…"

Cody swung his fists in joy after hearing his name.

"DJ…"

DJ simply nodded to come close to the participants.

"Duncan…"

The delinquent smirk after learning that he will be at the first event.

"Geoff…"

The blonde guy lightened up after learning that he will stay with his buddy and his girlfriend.

"Harold…"

"Yes!" Harold mumbled excitedly as LeShawna sends her a good luck message.

After calling Harold, Excalibur decides to quicken the pace by calling them in all.

"Jay, Jen, Justin, Lindsay, Lorenzo, Mickey, Mike, Noah, Owen, Sierra, Tom, Topher, & Trent, please come forward to us."

The aforementioned teenagers came forward to the Masked Men.

"All of you will be on the card at our first event!" Excalibur announced.

"Yeah!" All of the participants cheered.

"We still need to complete the card for the event, so we will notify you immediately on who's your opponent going to be," Excalibur added. "Got that one?"

All of them nodded.

"Good, because we're now going to train you at our dojo, which is a few miles away from here!" Excalibur proclaimed. "While for the others, just follow Chris' lead and they will lead you in the arena!"

"Don't worry, guys! We will be packing on two buses!" Chris declared. "Besides that, we will organize and arrange the arena by ourselves! Just remember, do an effort and you'll get your money after the show has been concluded! Understand?"

All of them nodded in agreement.

"Okay, follow me, my half. While the other half goes to Chef."

While the 24 competitors are getting on-board to their own bus, but a fancy kind than the other buses.

"Welcome aboard, ladies and gentlemen!" Excalibur exclaimed. "Sit back and relax and do whatever you want to do!"

"Could this day get any better?" Cody said.

7:40PM - L.A. Dojo – 2 Days before The Event

"Could this day get any worse?" Cody asked again while taking care of his head with an ice pack, looking to his right. "Harold, next time, don't kick me hard enough to bring my brains out!"

"It was just an offensive instinct of mine. Gosh!" Harold replied while eating a banana as he stretches his leg out. "I can say bananas are the best thing right now! Want some?"

Harold offered Cody the fruit, in which he accepted and snatches a piece of it.

"I guess this is the only time I have been working hard since we're all battling in the competition in the past," Noah said, sitting aside with Harold. "Plus, it's so compelling to perform in front of a live crowd and from that scenario alone, it already gave me anxiety."

"Don't worry, dudes."

Noah looked up from the ring to see Brody was eavesdropping from their conversation.

"We got this on our bag, besides, you're not alone on performing an act, you know?"

"Yeah, he's right!" Cody chimed in.

"We got communication too," Brody added.

Brody looked back to see Bridgette and Geoff were seriously in training with each other.

"Kick!" Geoff shouted, Bridgette, followed suit as she kicked Geoff's hat. "My hat!"

"Oopsie." Bridgette sheepishly chuckled at the small botch.

"Just play safe, guys!" Geoff shouted to others after adjusting his cowboy hat. "We can do this!"

"Don't drag yourself down!" Bridgette added.

"Thanks for the motivation, I just hope we're getting raised," Noah said.

Suddenly, the big door opened to reveal Excalibur with a paper, alongside with Super Dragon.

"Hey, guys, you're still here!" The masked man said. "So, we have our final and official card for the first Pay-Per-View event. Wanna have a look?"

"Now we're on it!" Harold said.

All of them came towards Excalibur, who openly shows a piece of paper with the official card.

When the finally read, they realized something.

"Alright, we're not lone wolves, like you're doubting about, Noah," Geoff told the geek.

Noah sighed in relief. "Good gracious."

"Yes! Looks like we're a team here!" Harold exclaimed.

"Nice card there, bros." Brody compliments both men, which Super Dragon gave a thumbs up.

"In case you haven't noticed, you don't have any team name on your record. So, if you have come up with an idea, let us know and call us, we will send it immediately to the editors from the other side." Excalibur reminded them. "Or if you don't want to, then that's fine."

"Okay, we can come up with that soon," Bridgette said, liking the idea of naming themselves.

"Alright, also, since you have been training for several days and have learned different moves, we might suggest that you should name some of your moves, it's optional but naming them would help us and the audience to know your moves or to popularize it, in short. The naming submission will be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!"

"Yes, nice!" Harold said enthusiastically.

"I think I can name some of our moves," Cody said.

"Oh, can you help us naming, bro?" Geoff asked the geekster.

"Sure!"

"Since tomorrow is the final day of training and practice, we will be here all day with Dragon, alongside with the other participants to give you the busiest training that you will experience in your life," Excalibur added, sending the six with heebie-jeebies.

"And on the next day after tomorrow, this is your day and the stage is all yours! Because in the morning, you'll start making your match, sequences, and moves, so that we will add or something if you are all done. And on that same day, we will announce who's winning or who's losing, and there's a chance that it might be yours or someone's match will be decided with a championship on the line! And in the evening, it is our debut show! Show the people what you got and show what you are capable of. If you successfully did your mission, we will pay you, depending on your performance and your match rating."

"Uh, depending on the match rating? Did I hear that right?" Bridgette asked, repeating what Excalibur said.

"Yes, there are critics who will watch the event physically and virtually. If your match caught their attention, you'll receive a higher grade, which could be up to 5 stars." Excalibur answered. "If those critics think that your match is recommended or verdicts that your match is the 'Match of the Night', you'll get a raise!"

All of them gasped in reaction.

"If I might add, if the critics chose your match as a 'Match of the Year' candidate, we'll double the raise! If you win that certain achievement, all of those involved in the match will get a triple raise!"

All of them were shocked to learn that bombshell.

"Do you have any questions?" Excalibur asked everyone, who was still in the state of shock. "Good. By the way, the dojo's closing in ten minutes, better get dressed up or you'll get trapped here with no lights!"

Because of this, everyone made their way to their respective changing rooms to adjust themselves.

"We will see you tomorrow!" Excalibur announced as both of them left the training grounds.

Two Days Later – 3:20PM – L.A. Dojo

"Alright, that's all for the training! You can now go and be back at 5. We'll start the show at 6!" Excalibur told them.

All of the participants sighed in relief.

"What a relief…" Topher said. "…see you up in the ring, guys!"

"Yeah…" Most of them replied and also sending good luck to one another.

"Good luck, chumps!" Duncan greeted the trio of Noah, Cody, & Harold.

"Uh, we're not sixteen anymore…" Cody elaborated.

"You're still sixteen to me!"

Meanwhile, DJ, Trent, and Owen shared hands to the three surfers.

"Good luck to all of you!" Owen greeted Bridgette.

"Thanks," Bridgette replied with a grin.

"Good luck, bros!" Both surfer boys greeted both DJ and Trent.

"Thanks, man," DJ replied.

"Thanks, guys! Good luck as well." Trent also replied.

While the other participants did not care for any good luck response, except for Cameron & Mike.

"Good luck, guys!" Cameron said to his fellow ex-campers.

While Mike squeezes the twins to send a good luck message, the latter was prepared for any pain that they can sense, but somehow, nothing happened.

"Hey, my shoulders aren't hurting anymore!" Jay said, touching his now ex-vulnerable part.

"My face!" Mickey followed as he adjusts his head with no pain. "I can stretch again!"

"Okay, participants, time to go out now!" Excalibur declared.

The competitors left one by one, only to be alone with Super Dragon, who grabs the phone that has been ringing for a minute as he sends it over to Excalibur.

"Hey, Chris… The arena's ready? Nice… We're starting at 6, you and I are the commentary for now and I can't book any special guests now, they are all occupied! Okay… See you there, soon… bye…"

Excalibur dropped the call and told Super Dragon.

"Dude, everything's ready!"

Super Dragon only responds a thumbs up and a nod. Excalibur did say one more thing before they can leave with passion over his voice.

"Total Wrestling Guerilla is officially signing on..."

A/N: There you have it, what do you think of the prelude? Let me know! If you have any questions, suggestions, and/or complaints, just let me know in your review!

The first match will be up at the next chapter and it might be out next year since I'm having my Christmas break for now! XD

Cya for the meantime!

Please, R&R! :D

~Ellu