(“Babylon” by Ekali feat. Denzel Curry plays as Dynasty’s opening video is aired. The camera fades into the arena and moves up the stage as a plume of red and white pyro begins shooting up from the stage. We pan around the thousands of frantic Dynasty faithful on their feet before settling on on the commentary table where Stew-O and Jake Mercer meet us with smiles on their faces)
Stew: WELCOME ONE AND ALL… YOU KNOW WHAT THE DEAL IS!! STEW-O AND JAKE MERCER HERE FOR ANOTHER EDITION OF FRIDAY NIGHT DYNASTY!! What an exciting show we had last week Mercer… the first one under the new merger between REVOLT! Pro Combat and Elite Answers Wrestling… but how about that ending?!
Mercer: That’s right Stew, as we were going off the air we saw Carlos Rosso laying in a pool of his own blood, completely unconscious with Darkane standing above him, in the possession of the Answers World Championship belt. What is Carlos Rosso’s condition? Is Darkane gonna face any punishment for what he did? We NEED answers.
(“2nd Sucks” by A Day to Remember hits as StarrStan approaches the stage to an overwhelmingly positive reaction. He shakes hands with various members of the crowd as he makes his way to the ring)
Stew: And it looks like we’re about to get some right now!
Stephie Love: Ladies and Gentlemen… please welcome the General Manager of Dynasty… STARRRRRRRRRRSSSSTTTANNNNNNNN!!
(Starr grabs a microphone from the ringside area and brings it into the ring with him as a “STARR STAN” chant breaks out. He acknowledges it by smiling and waving at the crowd before motioning for them to settle down. He brings his microphone up to his mouth and begins to speak)
Starr: Thank you truly.
Starr: WOW!! What a couple of weeks it’s been huh? It’s been crazy… I’ve been busy, real busy, the busiest I’ve been since I took this job. Negotiating contracts with all the new talent, making sure they’re all accommodated, at least to the best of my abilities… it’s been hectic and stressful. The last thing that I needed was what happened at the end of the show last week. My Answers World Champion lying unconscious on the floor, the Answers World Championship stolen by the man responsible, this all happening just one week after he won the championship at the Grand Rampage.
Starr: Over the past week I’ve been in close contact with Carlos Rosso’s doctor… he’s been monitoring Carlos’ progress the whole way through and tonight, I have to stand here, in front of all of you, and deliver the news that… CARLOS ROSSO IS GOING TO BE JUST FINE!!
Starr: Darkane made a good attempt to try and take Carlos out of commission but it wasn’t good enough. I’m proud to announce that after sustaining only minor injuries, Carlos Rosso WILL BE back next week on Dynasty! And as for Darkane, I’m expecting the same from you. I know you’re not here tonight, and I don’t know where you are… but next week I fully expect you to be here, in this ring… AND YOU WILL HAND DELIVER THE ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP BACK TO ITS RIGHTFUL OWNER… and if you don’t show up next week, I promise, I guarandamntee there WILL be consequences!
Starr: So, now that we know the future of Dynasty is stable, let’s talk about that future, shall we? In a few weeks Dynasty has a show coming up, a supershow called Culture Crisis. It’s the final stop for us on the road to Pain For Pride… and don’t just think that because of that I’m gonna take the event lightly… I have every intention of making this the absolute best event I possibly can. Both the Answers World Championship and the Hardcore Championship will be defended at Culture Crisis and while I don’t have #1 Contenders in mind yet… these next few weeks are going to go a long way in determining who is going to get those spots.
(StarrStan turns his attention towards the stage)
Starr: THIS GOES OUT TO ALL OF YOU IN THE BACK, LISTEN UP… ALRIGHT?!
Starr: This is the most important time of the year, this is make or break… where you either step up or step aside, put up or shut up… SHOW ME WHY YOU DESERVE AN OPPORTUNITY AT GOING INTO PAIN FOR PRIDE AS A CHAMPION, SHOW ME WHY YOU DESERVE A SPOT AT PAIN FOR PRIDE! SHOW ME WHAT IT MEANS TO BE A DYNASTY ELITIST!! I’m not gonna be making any of the decisions, you’re gonna make the decisions for yourselves. Tonight, next week… impress me. Those who impress me the most will be rewarded with the most.
Starr: I thank you for your time, enjoy the rest of the show, I promise you, it’s gonna be a special one!
(StarrStan drops the mic as “2nd Sucks” picks back up. The camera fades back over to the ringside area and the commentary table)
Stew: WOW!! A big declaration from our General Manager here tonight… the job is simple for the Dynasty roster… impress him, and you’ll be rewarded! The match card as it currently stands for Culture Crisis is a blank slate, and it’s up to the roster to turn it into something beautiful. I don’t know about you Mercer, but I quite like that concept!
Mercer: It may sound simple, but is it really? What exactly is “impressive” to StarrStan? Do you think he’d be impressed if I made you tap out right here and now to an Ankle Lock? Would that get me a match for the Answers World Championship? What exactly does Starr mean?
(The camera shows StarrStan at the top of the ramp waving to the crowd once more as it fades out into commercial)
(Camera fades back inside the ring to Stephie Love)
Stephie Love: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL!
(“This Fire Burns” by Killswitch Engaged starts playing as Jonah Wolfe makes his way to the ring accompanied by Heath Antony, both with a diabolical smile on their faces.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, from Stavanger, Norway, weighing in at 202 pounds, he is ‘The Viking’ JONAAAAAH WOLFEEEEE!!!
Stew: A powerful, evil duo. Jonah Wolfe is being accompanied by Heath Antony tonight looking to pick up a victory against the Big Baker Bhampion, Shaker Jones. I bet it’s going to be an interesting match here tonight.
(“Timebomb” by Blackfoot and Racid blasts through the speakers as the crowd pops an Shaker Jones slowly enters the stage with the Big Baker Bhampionship around his waist. He smiles to the fans and continues his way to the ring high-fiving fans and nodding his head in appreciation.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent, from Inglis, Manitoba, Canada, weighing in at 250 pounds, he is the BIG BAKER BHAPION, SHAKEEEEER JONEEEEES!!!
Mercer: The man, the Big Baker Bhampion, the guy who beat Woogieman is here in South Africa tonight, trying to get a W after a quick loss last week against Damon Diesel.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew: The match has officially started as Shaker quickly charges towards Jonah with some hard forearms right into the face of Jonah. Jonah falls into the ground, dazed, as Shaker stomps him on the chest. Shaker dominating here, look at that confident look on his eyes.
Mercer: Jonah now is on his feet as Shaker goes for the clothesline, but Jonah manages to avoid it. JONAH NOW HITS SHAKER WITH A BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE, BUT SHAKER IS STILL ON HIS FEET. JONAH NOW CONNECTING WITH A FOREARM TO THE JAW OF SHAKER AND A GERMAN SUPLEX BY JONAH WOLFE. WOLFE GOES FOR THE COVER.
ONEEE!!… NO, SHAKER GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!!
Stew: Shaker with a quick kick out there. Jonah raises on his feet taunting Shaker as he turns his attention to the crowd, taunting them too. Jonah might be doing a mistake right here. Jonah turns his attention back to Shaker, BUT SHAKER NOW WITH THE CLOTHESLINE ALMOST RIPPING JONAH’S HEAD OFF. Jonah falls down, as now Jones goes for the cover, but the referee is being distracted by Heath Anthony who is now on the ropes yelling at the referee. SHAKER RUNS TOWARDS HIM CONNECTING WITH A CLOTHESLINE TO HEATH ANTHONY DROPPING HIM DOWN.
Mercer: But now Jonah is up and heads towards Shaker, BUT SHAKER GETS OUT OF THE WAY AS JONAH IS ON THE ROPES AND SHAKER CONNECTS WITH A BIG BOOT TO THE FACE OF WOLFE AS HE FALLS DOWN MOTIONLESS. SHAKER TAKES HIM TO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING AND HERE IS THE COVER.
ONEEE!!… TWOOO!!… THREEE!! MY GOD HE DID IT!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Timebomb” by Blackfoot and Racid plays again as the crowd cheers and Shaker Jones’ hand gets risen up. He smiles as the Big Baker Bhampionship is given to him by the referee. A shocked Heath Anthony slides into the ring to check on his partner)
Stephie Love: Your winner… SHAAAKKKKKKERRRRRRR JOOOONNNNNNNEEEEESSS!!
Stew: YES!! SHAKER JONES HAS DONE IT, SHAKER JONES HAS DEFEATED JONAH WOLFE HERE ON DYNASTY… AND IT MUST BE SAID, IN VERY CONVINCING FASHION!! THAT MATCH BARELY WENT TWO MINUTES!!
Mercer: Jonah Wolfe and Heath Anthony looked SO, SO confident heading into this match tonight, you have to wonder if that overconfidence led to their downfall.
(Jonah Wolfe is shown coming to in the ring, his face a mixture of anger and embarrassment as Shaker Jones celebrates on the top of the ramp)
(The camera fades back into the ring as “I Came to Play” by Downstait hits and Jackson Blayde approaches the stage. He continues down the ramp with a smirk on his face)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Approaching the ring first, from Memphis, Tennessee… weighing in at 224 pounds… “THE PRINCE”… JACCCKSSSOOOONNNN BLLAAAAAYYYYYYDDDDEEEEEE!!
Stew: Back on Dynasty ladies and gentlemen and Mercer, this is one I’ve been looking forward to. Jackson Blayde making his Dynasty debut tonight… I’ve seen a lot of his work and he’s impressed me quite a bit. His attitude towards things leaves a lot to be desired but there’s no denying his in-ring ability.
(“No Scared” by One OK Rock hits as Yusuke Yamashita makes his way to the ring with his signature custom guitar which he smashes against the ring post before entering the ring)
Stephie Love: And his opponent, from Tokyo, Japan… weighing in at 231 pounds… “THE HEADLINER”… YUUSSUUUKKKEEEEEEE YAAAMMMAAAASHHHHIIITTTTTAAA!!
Mercer: Another Dynasty debutant, a veteran of this industry however. Bringing in over a decade of experience from Japan where he was a big star… let’s see how he does tonight.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew: The bell sounds and here we go! Blayde and Yamashita circling the ring… AND NOW BOTH LUNGING INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING WHERE THEY LOCK UP!! A test of strength here, Yamashita has about ten pounds on his opponent but Blayde the more muscular of the two and he seems to be getting the upperhand… pushing Yamashita into the corner… BUT YAMASHITA FROM OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A BACKFIST TO THE SIDE OF BLAYDE’S HEAD, ABLE TO GET SOME DISTANCE BETWEEN THE TWO… YAMASHITA EXPLODES OUT OF THE CORNER WITH A CLOTHESLINE AND IT CONNECTS, TAKING BLAYDE DOWN… BLAYDE POPS UP TO HIS FEET HOWEVER, ONLY TO BE TAKEN OUT BY A SECOND CLOTHESLINE… THIS ONE CONNECTING WITH MORE FORCE AND KEEPS BLAYDE DOWN!!
Mercer: Blayde rolls over to the apron of the ring, under the ropes and pulls himself to his feet… Yamashita hooks him… LOOKING FOR A SUPLEX BUT BLAYDE FIGHTS IT OFF, SENDING SHOTS WITH HIS KNEE INTO THE TOP OF YAMASHITA’S HEAD… BLAYDE IS ABLE TO LAND ON HIS FEET… AND A STEP UP ENZIGURI RIGHT TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!! YAMASHITA STUMBLES BACK INTO THE CORNER… HERE COMES BLAYDE!! THROWING HIMSELF UP INTO THE AIR AND CRASHING DOWN ONTO YAMASHITA WITH A SPLASH!!… YAMASHITA TAKES A STEP OUT OF THE CORNER AND DROPS TO HIS KNEES… BUT HERE COMES JACKSON BLAYDE AGAIN CHARGING… HE GRABS THE HEAD OF YAMASHITA AND SPIKES IT DOWN INTO THE CANVAS WITH A DDT!! WOW!!
Stew: Yamashita’s in a bad way here… Blayde rolls Yamashita over onto his back… OH BUT LOOK OUT HERE!! YAMASHITA GRABS THE ARM OF BLAYDE, TRYING TO APPLY… WHAT LOOKS TO BE SOME TYPE OF ARMBAR, YAMASHITA DOES FREQUENTLY USE A CROSS ARMBAR THAT HE CALLS THE BREAKDOWN, AND THAT MAY BE WHAT HE’S TRYING FOR HERE!! BUT JACKSON BLAYDE ISN’T HAVING ANY OF IT… HE BALLS UP HIS FIST AND SENDS IT RIGHT INTO THE NOSE OF YAMASHITA, FORCING A BREAK OF THE HOLD AND BLAYDE SCURRIES BACK INTO THE CORNER!! Yamashita getting back to his feet here and OH MY… LOOK AT THE BLOOD RUSHING FROM HIS NOSE!! JACKSON BLAYDE CERTAINLY DID THE JOB WITH THAT SHOT TO THE NOSE… THE REFEREE TRYING TO HELP YAMASHITA… BUT YAMASHITA PUSHES HIM AWAY AS BLAYDE COMES CHARGING AGAIN!!…
Mercer: BUT HE’S CAUGHT!! YAMASHITA CATCHES HIM… T-BONE SUPLEX!! A T-BONE SUPLEX!! YAMASHITA FOLLOWS THROUGH WITH THE PIN, HOOKING BOTH LEGS… HAS HE JUST STOLEN THIS?!
ONEEE!!… TWOOO!!… NO!! JACKSON BLAYDE GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!!
Stew: OH BOY… THAT WAS CLOSE!! Yamashita on his knees as he gets back to his feet and you can see that smirk forming on his face… he really thought he had him there, but Jackson Blayde wasn’t caught completely off guard, he was able to get his shoulder up JUST IN TIME! Jackson Blayde gets to his feet… BUT YAMASHITA IS THERE WAITING FOR HIM WITH A FOREARM STRIKE RIGHT TO THE JAW… BLAYDE CATCHES HIMSELF AND COMES BACK WITH A FOREARM OF HIS OWN… AND NO BOTH MEN EXCHANGING FOREARMS!! YAMASHITA WITH ONE, BLAYDE WITH ONE, YAMASHITA WITH ANOTHER… BLAYDE COMES RIGHT BACK… YAMASHITA’S ARE DEFINITELY HITTING HARDER, A MASTER OF THE FOREARM!! BLAYDE THROWS ONE MORE… BUT YAMASHITA DUCKS UNDER THIS ONE… HE GOES FOR ANOTHER T-BONE SUPLEX BUT BLAYDE BLOCKS IT BY SENDING SHOTS INTO THE SIDE OF YAMASHITA’S HEAD, WOW THESE ARE BRUTAL!!
Mercer: YAMASHITA HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO RELEASE BLAYDE… AND NOW HERE COMES BLAYDE, BUT NO!! YAMASHITA ONE STEP AHEAD AGAIN… LEAPING INTO THE AIR AND TAKING HIM BACK DOWN WITH ANOTHER CLOTHESLINE!! AND NOW YAMASHITA SETS HIMSELF UP BEHIND JACKSON BLAYDE… LOOKING TO PUT AN END TO THIS ONE, JACKSON BLAYDE NEAR THE EDGE OF THE RING, STRUGGLING TO MAKE IT BACK TO HIS FEET!!
Stew: JACKSON BLAYDE PULLING HIMSELF UP BY THE MIDDLE ROPE… HE TURNS AROUND AS YAMASHITA THROWS HIM OVER HIS SHOULDER… LOOKING FOR THE HEADLINER!! BUT JACKSON BLAYDE IS FIGHTING, SQUIRMING ON THE SHOULDERS OF YAMASHITA… AND HE DROPS DOWN BEHIND HIM… HE MEETS YAMASHITA WITH A KICK TO THE MID-SECTION BRINGING HIM DOWN TO HIS KNEE… NOW BLAYDE TAKES A FEW STEPS BACK AND COMES RUSHING TOWARDS HIM… SLICE BLAYDE!! SLICE BLAYDE!! THAT SHIN KICK RIGHT TO THE HEAD, IT CONNECTS!! YAMASHITA IS OUT AND BLAYDE CRAWLS INTO THE PIN, HOOKING THE OUTSIDE LEG AS THE REFEREE SLIDES INTO POSITION!!…
ONEEE!!… TWOOO!!… THREEE!! IT’S OVER!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“I Came to Play” begins to play as Jackson Blayde gets to his feet and begins celebrating his victory, standing over Yusuke Yamashita)
Stephie Love: Your winner… JACKSSSSONNNNN BLAAAAYYYYDDDDEEEE!!
Stew: And Jackson Blayde picks up the win after a very competitive match here on Friday Night Dynasty! But really Mercer, props have to go to both of these men in this one, this was back and forth from the very get go and I thought Yamashita had Blayde a good number of times in this one!
Mercer: Oh for sure Stew, Yamashita won’t get his hand raised after this one but he has absolutely nothing to be ashamed of, he put forth a great effort that surely would’ve gotten the job done against a lot of other people… re-group and come back next week, put this behind you and look toward the future, because it’s certainly bright for him… for both these guys!
(The camera fades backstage to an interview area where we see Cody Marshall. A plain black backdrop behind him. He has the Hardcore Championship draped over his shoulder and a scowl on his face. He takes a deep breath and begins to speak.)
Cody Marshall: I’m gonna make this short and sweet.
Cody Marshall: This is Cody Marshall… YOUR Hardcore Champion. And last week, I lost my match against Johnny Ventura.
Cody Marshall: No, I didn’t just lose, I was embarrassed. Embarrassed when Johnny Ventura essentially just fell on me and was able to pin my shoulders into the mat for three seconds. This all coming just mere minutes after I declared to you that I would be the greatest Hardcore Champion that this company has ever seen… minutes after I told you all that I was going to make the Hardcore Championship the greatest, most prestigious championship on not only Dynasty… but all of EAW…
Cody Marshall: I’m better than that. And to anyone who’s watched EAW programming over the past number of months, you know that. You know that what happened last week was rare, a one of one. But there’s some people out there who might not know that, there’s some people who… especially after the merger with REVOLT! Pro Combat might think that the Cody Marshall that you saw last week is the Cody Marshall that you get all of the time.
Cody Marshall: Well here’s what I have to say about that.
Cody Marshall: Any of you out there, any of you who doubt me, my abilities to carry myself in that ring or to carry this here Hardcore Championship… bring it on. I welcome all challengers, it don’t matter to me. Big or small, fat or skinny… I’ll take all of y’all on. Last week was a glitch in the system, next week… you ALL will see what Cody Marshall truly is capable of.
(The camera fades out into an advertisement for Dynasty: Culture Crisis)
(The camera fades back to the ring)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
(“I Fall Apart” by Post Malone hits as Osiris steps up onto the stage and makes his way to the ring)
Stephie Love: Approaching the ring first, from Athens, Ohio… weighing in at 210 pounds… “THE VISION”… OSSSSIIRRRRRIIIIIISSSSSSS!!
Stew: Well folks, here we are back on Dynasty for more action, out right now is Osiris and man… this is a guy that if he could find his footing here in the Land of Elite could really start to make his waves. Maybe tonight will be the night.
(“If Ya Smell” by Adam Massacre hits and the crowd explodes. Woogieman steps onto the stage, taking it all in. A chant of “Woogie” breaks out as Woogieman continues down the ramp towards the ring)
Stephie Love: And his opponent… from Jacksonville, Florida… weighing in at 260 pounds… WOOOOOOGGGIEEEEEEEMMMAAANNNNN!!
Mercer: BUT THAT’S A TASK MUCH EASIER SAID THAN DONE… BECAUSE HERE COMES ONE OF THE MOST DOMINANT FORCES EAW HAS EVER SEEN… WOOOOOOGIEEEEEMMMANNN!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew: Here’s the bell… AND OSIRIS ISN’T WASTING ANY TIME HERE… GOOD, I LIKE THIS INTENSITY FROM THE KID… RUNNING RIGHT AT WOOGIEMAN, BUT WOOGIEMAN CATCHES HIM!! OH NO!! WOOGIEMAN CAUGHT HIM, THE BOTTOM!! THE BOTTOM!! MY GOD IT CONNECTS!! OSIRIS IS LAID OUT ON THE CANVAS AS WOOGIEMAN HOOKS THE LEG!!
ONEEE!!… TWOOO!!… THREEE!!
Mercer: CLASSIC WOOGIEMAN!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“If Ya Smell” begins to play as Woogieman gets to his feet and begins celebrating his victory on the top rope)
Stephie Love: Your winner… WOOOOGGGGIEEEEEEMMMANNNN!!
Stew: WOOGIEMAN STRIKES AGAIN!! WOOGIEMAN MAKES QUICK WORK OF OSIRIS HERE TONIGHT, THE LEGEND OF THE WOOGIE CONTINUES!!
Mercer: Stop it Stew, you sound sarcastic! This truly is incredible, one of the most amazing things I’ve ever seen. Woogieman since arriving in EAW has been on one of the most impressive runs of any Elitist ever, dare I say most impressive? Hell… with Pain For Pride season in full effect, I don’t see why he shouldn’t be going into the Hall of Fame this year!!
Stew: :skip: hold your horses there.
Mercer: What? Are you saying he doesn’t deserve it?! I’ve never seen Mr. DEDEDE win matches so easily…
(The camera fades out into commercial)
(Coming back from that last match, we’re taken into a package where we find three people standing in front of a simple white brick wall. One person in particular stands in front of the other two, who stand just behind him. There’s a female in the back with black hair with a thick blonde streak through it. The man standing directly next to her stands taller than the other two, short hair with a matching beard. This was Evelyn Ridley and Cameron Church. But neither are the focus. The focus was the man in the middle, Noah Reigner. He wore a sleeveless black shirt with the words “ASSAULT RIFLE” spelled out in white lettering on top of graphic images of two AK47s with the barrels crossed. He smirked, his eyes staring directly into the camera.)
Noah Reigner: My name – for those who don’t know it – is Noah Reigner. I have been a staple in the SoCal wrestling scene for nearly two full years before going to the U.K. and leaving my mark, then doing the same globally with the Union Battleground. I’ve competed in front of crowds in Japan, Australia – virtually everywhere. So it’ll be hard pressed to find someone who hasn’t heard of my name. I don’t expect the buffoons to know me, though, and I suspect neither does the EAW management. See, they told me to go out to the ring tonight – to tell you a little about myself and maybe inform you on what direction I plan to go here on Dynasty.
(He briefly pauses)
Noah Reigner: Well as you can see I’m not in the ring. I’m not going to be a puppet for whoever, doing whatever they want me to do. I’m not going to fall in line and become just another member of the Dynasty roster. From the moment I put pen to paper, it’s been my goal to become the best here. To stand out from all of the other guys and be my own. So if management wants to parade me around like one of the other new guys? They get a middle finger and I go and do what I please.
Noah Reigner: I don’t care if your in charge. I don’t care if your just some bloke on the roster. I don’t care if your name is Jonah Wolfe, Heath Anthony, Maximus Grier, Hurricane Hawk or Garrison Cooper Jr. At the end of it all, I will become a staple on the Dynasty roster and in the EAW. In fact. This is no longer Dynasty or the EAW. From now on, all of this..
(Reigner makes a motion with his hands)
..is HOUSE REIGNER.
(The camera fades back to the ring as “My Demons” by Starset hits as Maddox Ayres enters the arena and makes his way to the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
Stephie Love: Introducing first, making his way to the ring, from Orlando, Florida, weighing in at 220 pounds… MADDOX AAAAAAAYRES!!!
(Crowd cheers for Maddox)
Stew: And here’s a young man looking to regain some momentum after a loss to Darkane last week.
Mercer: Hard to say Ayres lost much momentum after putting up such an effort. There’s a reason Darkane is the number one contender for Carlos Rosso’s championship. Continued efforts like that could lead Maddox to a title shot of his own.
(“Rise Up” by Saliva plays through the speakers as Damon Diesel walks out and stands still looking at the arena)
Stephie: And his opponent, making his way to the ring, from Orlando, Florida, weighing in at 202 pounds… DAMOOOOOON DIIIIIEEEEESSSELLLLLL!!!!
(Crowd cheers for Diesel)
Stew: Diesel was very impressive in his victory last week. He’s hoping to continue building on that here tonight.
He makes his way down to the ring high-fiving fans, enters the ring and climbs the top rope rising his hands up and pointing at random people in the crowd.
Stew: These two young men, both from the theme park capital of the world in the USA’s sunshine state, set to square off here tonight in Durban, South Africa. What’re your thoughts going into this bout, Mercer?
(Both men are set, referee calls for the bell)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Mercer: I’d watch to see who gets the upper hand in the grip game, Stew. Both men are fantastic grapplers and I have to say this match will likely go to whoever controls their opponent best.
Stew: both men approach the center of the ring, looking to tie up. DAMON SHOOTS FOR THE SINGLE LEG!! Well scouted by Ayres as he deflects the attempt and slips around to Diesel’s back. Diesel with the quick breakaway though. Both men get some distance and size each other up once more.
Mercer: I’m telling you folks. Don’t blink. Two technicians like these could make something happen in an instant. Diesel looks like he wants a test of strength!
Stew: Diesel is a powerhouse and while he gives up legitimate size to Maddox, Diesel maintains a powerful low center of gravity. The two clasp hands and the test is on. Maddox gaining the— NO! WHAT POWER BY DAMON DIESEL TO PUSH MADDOX BACK AND ONTO HIS KNEES!
Mercer: Oh but Maddox isn’t out yet! See how he pulls back, I bet he’ll—
Stew: BEAUTIFUL MONKEY FLIP BY AYRES!! DIESEL LANDS ON HIS BACK BUT POPS BACK UP, LOOKING TO QUICKEN THE PACE! CROSS BODY BY DIESEL! What an exchange by these two! OH! DIESEL GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONEEE!!… TWOOOO!!… NO!!
Mercer: Kick out by Ayres. Look how—
Stew: AND DIESEL STOMPING HIS OPPONENT INTO THE GROUND! He does know how to wear an opponent out. Never underestimate the smaller man.
Mercer: are you gonna interrupt me this entire match?
Stew: Sorry, partner. But Diesel pulls Maddox up to his feet! BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!! WHAT ELEVATION FROM THE FIVE FOOT EIGHT INCH POWERHOUSE!!! And he’s looking to follow up… grabbing the leg… LEG LOCK IS CLINCHED IN!! LOOK AT THE TORQUE ON THE ANKLE!!
Mercer: Maddox is in trouble! He’s looking for the ropes, hoping to break the hold! You can hear him screaming in pain! OH!
Stew: Maddox tucks his head and rolls through, sending Diesel shoulder first into the ring post! That’s gonna make this duplexes and powerbombs much more difficult to execute!
Mercer: Assuming his clavicle isn’t broken! He hit with some impact! And Ayres realizes his opportunity! He takes a few steps to loosen his ankle back up. Charges at Diesel who’s back to his feet… BEAUTIFUL SLING BLADE!!
Stew: and he’s not done yet! Watches for Damon to rise, Ayres hits the ropes… SCISSOR KICK! THIS COULD BE IT! MADDOX HOOKS THE LEGS! REF IS READY FOR THE COUNT!
ONEEE!!… TWOOO!!… NOT ENOUGH!!
Stew: Damon gets the shoulder up. But look at Maddox, getting right back on offense. Neither man seems to be letting up.
Mercer: Both of these athletes knows what the other is capable of. Neither can afford to give an inch. Look at Ayres, he’s setting up for something… grabs Diesel from behind… pumphandle locked in…
Stew: FALLEN ANGEL!!! THE PUMPHANDLE STO CONNECTS AND DIESEL TRIES TO ROLL AWAY BUT AYRES CATCHES HIM! THIS COULD BE IT!
Mercer: Lateral press cover! Watch out Maddox!
ONEEE!!… TWOOO!!… ANDDDDD…
Stew: And Diesel gets his foot on the ropes with maybe a tenth of a second left! If Maddox had hooked the legs, that would’ve been it!
Mercer: Masterful ring awareness by the veteran from the underground! Did you see how he got himself close to the ropes before the pin? Sheer instinct! Ayres is livid!
Stew: But he’s right back on the attack! Lifting Damon up to his feet, locks him up— NO! DIESEL COUNTERS WITH A SPINEBUSTER! He calls it the Bottom Slam! OH NO! AYRES LOOKS LIKE HE MIGHT BE HURT! HE LANDED RIGHT ON HIS TAILBONE!
Mercer: Diesel not getting up either! Still feeling the effects of the Fallen Angel! First man to his feet gains the advantage!!
Stew: Referee starting to count! Neither man moving a muscle!
ONE! TWO! THREE!
Stew: Damon is grabbing the ropes, trying to pull himself up! Maddox rolls over, trying to get to his knees!
FOUR! FIVE! SIX!
Stew: Diesel is on one foot, using the ropes for aid! Ayres is barely to his knees!
Mercer: Get up, boys!
Stew: Diesel makes it to his feet, still stumbling…
Mercer: and Maddox is back up too! Just in time to dodge the countdown!
Stew: But he’s clearly hurt, partner. How much does he have left in him? Diesel has recovered and realizes that his opponent is hurt! He charges for— NO! MADDOX WITH THE COMATOSE KICK FROM NOWHERE!! THE CORKSCREW ROUNDHOUSE CATCHES DAMON RIGHT ON THE JAW!! But Diesel STILL has the sense to fall towards the ropes!
Mercer: But Maddox learned from earlier! He scoops the leg and grabs the wrist that’s near the rope! Pin!
ONEEE!!… TWOOO!!… THREEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“My Demons” by Starset hits as Maddox rolls off of Diesel, still in pain from earlier.)
Stephie: Your winner… MADDOX AAAAAAAYRESSSS!!!
(Crowd cheers for Maddox)
Stew: What resilience shown by this young man tonight! Putting everything he had left into that perfectly placed kick!
Mercer: That kind of elevation and rotation is impossible for a normal man with an injured lower back. Impressive win.
(Maddox rolls out of the ring and begins to make his way back up the ramp, giving the crowd the thumbs up that he’s ok, but still holding his lower back. Diesel wakes up in the ring, clasping his jaw from the kick)
Stew: Take nothing away from Diesel tonight, his experience and ring awareness was well on display!
(Diesel realizes what’s happened and rolls out of the ring, frustrated).
Mercer: No doubt Stew, but this is now two incredible performances by Maddox Ayres back to back… to me this seems to be exactly what StarrStan wanted out of his roster. I can’t see how Maddox Ayres isn’t rewarded with something for his performance against Darkane last week and now his victory over a VERY GAME Damon Diesel!
(The camera fades backstage to the office of StarrStan who’s shown sitting at his desk on his computer. A knock his heard at the door, before he can even acknowledge it, Reginald Dampshaw III is shown entering his office, StarrStan looks surprised)
Starr: Dampshaw… welcome to Dynasty! I was uhh… expecting you out in the ring right now though for your promo.
Dampshaw: Well, you’re in here… and you are who I need to talk to.
(Starr leans back in his chair and folds his hands across his lap)
Starr: Oh really? Well… what can I do for you?
Damsphaw: I want a championship match. No… I deserve a championship match. I demand a championship match!
(There’s no response from StarrStan, not even a change of expression on his face)
Dampshaw: At REVOLT 2 last week I won a match against Malcolm Jones, there was a stipulation for that match, that stipulation being that the winner of the match would become the #1 Contender for the Light Heavyweight Championship. I’m the #1 Contender for a championship, it doesn’t have to be for the Light Heavyweight Championship… I’ll be reasonable in that sense, but I deserve something.
Damsphaw: Excuse me?
Starr: I said–
Dampshaw: No, I heard what you said.
Starr: So what’s the confusion?
Dampshaw: I WON A MATCH TO BECOME THE #1 CONTENDER, THAT NEEDS TO BE HONORED!!
Starr: Did you happen to hear what I said at the start of the show?
Dampshaw: No, I just arrived.
Starr: Ah, so you were late. So you’re tardy and rude.
Dampshaw: This was a MERGER between REVOLT! And EAW, it wasn’t just an annexation, if I won a #1 Contenders match in REVOLT! that SHOULD carry over to EAW.
Starr: It should.
Dampshaw: Thank you.
Starr: If you had showed up on time today, you would’ve seen and heard what I said at the start of the show, your future is in your hands, I don’t control it. This week and next week I’m gonna be monitoring my roster, and paying attention to what they do. If they want a spot, or at least an opportunity at heading to Pain For Pride, they need to impress me… and I must say, showing up late to work… combined with your attitude, it’s not looking too good for you.
Dampshaw: This is bullshit Starr and you know it.
(Starr gets up from his chair, and calmly walks over towards Dampshaw and wraps his arm around his back, essentially pushing him out the door)
Starr: It isn’t. I recognize that you have a contractually obligated match for a championship, and you’ll get that… but now that I’m your General Manager, it’ll be up to me when and where you get it. And I’m just telling you right now, it’s not gonna be for a looong, loooooong time.
(Dampshaw goes to speak but Starr cuts him off)
Starr: OR, maybe… JUST maybe… if you can impress me enough next week, I’ll give you a match, a championship match at Culture Crisis. Your future is in your hands.
(With that Starr shuts the door between the two and the camera fades to the ring)
(“Young and Bitter” by Hot Tag Media plays over the PA system as Lucas Johnson approaches the stage. He walks down and enters the ring, pumping himself up.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for..ONE FALLL! Introducing first, weighing in at 205 lbs, from Atlanta, Georgia, he is the “Wrestling Machine”…LUCCCAASSSS JOOOHHHNNSSONNNN!!!!
Stew: Fresh off his win last week against Shackleford, Lucas Johnson is looking to keep his momentum going, but he has one hell of an uphill battle to do so tonight!
(“Long Live The Chief” by Jidenna blasts through the speakers of the arena, which causes the lights to dim. As soon the hook of the song ends, Maximus Grier comes out through the curtains wearing his usual attire and eyeing the crowd intently, with his bodyguard OSHIRO walking not too far behind him. He walks to the ring with swagger and confidence before sliding into the ring and opening his umbrella to reveal the Maximus Inc. logo spread across. He then removes his fur coat and places the umbrella outside and sits in the corner, waiting for his opponent.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent… Now residing in Sacramento, California, weighing in at 210 lbs, he is “The Devil Who Wears Prada”..MAAAXXXIIMMUSSS GRRRRIIIIEEERRR!!!
Stew: We all know how dangerous Grier is and we’ve known it here in EAW for a long, long time. Let’s see what happens tonight!
Mercer: Whatever happens, it’s gonna be a fight! Let’s go!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew: The two men lock up fight for position. Johnson gets the advantage, sending a shoulder into Grier’s collarbone. Another one which causes Grier to fall to one knee. Johnson runs to the ropes and goes for a shining wizard, but Grier grabs Johnson’s foot with his another arm, stands up and shoots a kick to Johnson’s thigh…then hits him with a stiff lariat!
Mercer: You can see Grier try to shake off some of the pain his upper shoulder/collarbone area early on here. That’s something to keep an eye on.
Stew: Johnson slowly goes to get up to his feet but Grier goes to grab him, not wanting to wait any longer-but Johnson grabs his arm and wrenches him down to the mat in an armbar. That arm getting worked on again. Johnson is pulling on Grier on the mat and the ref is asking Grier if he wants to submit.
Mercer: I don’t think Grier is gonna give up this quick, but it’s definitely doing some damage!
Stew: Grier is starting to fight out of it though! He is able to get to his feet and sends elbows to Johnsons’s midsection. Eventually, Johnson loses his grip on Grier’s arm and Grier uses his good one to send Johnson down with a DDT! Cover!
ONEEE!!… TWOOO!!… NO!!
Stew: Johnson kicks out at two! Both men get to their feet and it’s Johnson who gets the early lead, pounding Grier in the back with clubbing blows. He kicks him in the gut and then lifts him up. Swagger Bomb! He’s going for the pin!
ONEEE!!… TWOOO!!… NOT ENOUGH!!
Stew: Now it’s Grier who kicks out at two! A back and forth contest here.
Mercer: I’m impressed with Johnson, which is not a sentence I ever expected to come out of my mouth..
Stew: Both men are up now and they don’t bother with locking up this time as they just run towards each other and send forearms into each other! Grier hits a knife edge chop on Johnson, echoing throughout the arena! Johnson answers with one of his own! Another from Grier! Another from Johnson! Both of their chests must be burning now!
Mercer:Grier goes for another one but Johnson blocks it! He kicks Grier in the gut and grabs him by the throat! He picks him up the chokeslam-but Grier blocks it by sending an elbow into Johnson’s head! Johnson drops Grier and Grier lands on his feet-and hits Johnson with a superkick! But Johnson doesn’t fall down, he just gets knocked back into the ropes-AND COMES BACK WITH A HUGE CLOTHESLINE THAT NEARLY TAKES GRIER’S HEAD OFF!
Stew: Both men are down on the mat, and it’s Johnson who gets to his feet first. He drags Grier close to the corner and climbs to the top of the turnbuckle. He leaps off with a moonsau-NO! GRIER GOT HIS KNEES UP AT THE LAST SECOND! Johnson is on his knees clutching his stomach! Grier goes to the same corner…I think we all know what’s coming..he runs towards Johnson…YES! ACID TEST! THE KNEE TO THE BACK OF JOHNSON’S HEAD AND THE COVER!
ONEEE!!!… TWOOO!!… THREEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Long Live the Chief” begins to play as Maximus Grier gets to his feet and begins celebrating his victory)
Stephie Love: And your winner…MAXXIMMMUUSSS GRRRRIIIIEEERRR!
Stew: A competitive match here, Jake!
Mercer: Both men gave each other a fight, but it was Grier’s superior intelligence that pulled him through. You can use brute strength, but you’ll never, ever, outsmart Maximus Grier!
(The camera fades to an unknown area. It’s dark, somehow damp… most definitely eerie. After a few seconds you can begin to hear a sound, a steady tapping sound, then we see Darkane step into frame. His face is barely visible but his silhouette is clear. Another thing you can see, the faint gold of the Answers World Championship, barely shimmering as it sits around his waist, he begins to speak)
Darkane: It’s my time now.
Darkane: I’m the Answers World Champion.
Darkane: And StarrStan, you’re not getting it back.
Darkane: I don’t care what kind of threats you try and throw my way, you’ve proven over and over again just how spineless of a General Manager you are. You claim there’s gonna be repercussions, but what are you gonna do? Fine me? Suspend me? That won’t get your championship back. I’m not going to be seen in EAW ring again until Pain For Pride. That is my word, and unlike yours Starr, mine actually means something.
Darkane: And as for you Carlos Rosso, I have to admit, you’re a tougher son of a bitch than I thought. Here I thought I ended your career, only to find out that not only did I not do that, I couldn’t even take you out for 30 days. I’m impressed.
(Darkane claps his hands together in a sarcastic manner)
Darkane: But in that impressiveness lies a fool, a fool who just doesn’t know when to quit. If you make it to Pain For Pride, and at this point that is an if, not a guarantee… I will finish the job. If you don’t make it to Pain For Pride… and I don’t end up facing you for my Answers World Championship, then after I return, after Pain For Pride… I’ll finish the job then. One way or another Carlos Rosso, I, Darkane, will end your career.
(The camera cuts to black and then fades backstage to show Tyler Parker in the hallway. He’s approached again by Sebastian Monroe and Monroe again like last week extends his hand out for Tyler to shake it)
(Tyler locks his eyes with Monroe, but doesn’t say anything, he then moves his eyes down towards the hand. Sebastian Monroe’s mouth begins to widen into a smile. But Tyler denies him again, brushing past him. Monroe’s smile quickly fades and he turns his head back to look at Tyler as the camera fades into commercial)
(The camera fades back to the ring)
(“Met Gala” by Gucci Mane hits and the crowd stands to their feet and thunderous cheers welcome Tyler Parker back to the entrance ramp as he prepares to wrestle for the first time since his return)
Stephie: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a tag-team match, scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
Stephie: Introducing first, making his way to the ring from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 220 pounds… TYYYYYYLERRRRRR PAAAAARRRKERRRRRRRR!!!!
(Parker makes his way down the ramp and to the ring, waving to the crowd as he goes)
Stew: Tonight, we get to see this former world champion in his return match to EAW. What do you think about what we’re going to see, partner?
Mercer: Parker has a list of accolades longer than Dynasty’s roster. Be ready for something truly electric here tonight, Stew.
(“Wings of Icarus” by Celldweller hits as Johnny Ventura makes his entry with his hourglass)
Stephie: and his partner, making his way to the ring from Scarborough, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 220 pounds… he is the “Caster of Dreams”… JOHNNNNNNYYYYYY VENTUUUUURRRAAAAAA!!!
Stew: Ventura looking to make a mark this week as he has also recently returned here to EAW since venturing elsewhere in recent times.
(“Warriors” by Imagine Dragons hits as Shaw and Steele walk out)
Stephie: And their opponents, making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 407 pounds… Mike Shaw and Sam Steele… THE DRAAAGOOONNNN SLAAAAYERRRRRSSSS!!!
(The crowd boos as Shaw and Steele make their way down the ramp and towards the ring)
Mercer: This crowd clearly behind Tyler Parker after the build to his return, but Shaw and Steele are ready to build their next campaign towards the tag team titles. They look as focused as they’ve ever been.
Stew: Well we’ve got two powerful singles performers here against one of the top tag teams around. We should be in for a classic. The referee looks ready to go.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Mercer: Shaw and Tyler looking to start the bout. Wait… what’s this?
Stew: Ventura just reached in and tagged himself in! Parker is seething! Is Venturea this desperate to get back in the ring that he’ll disrespect his partner?
Mercer: REMEMBER WHAT STARR SAID… HE WANTS TO BE IMPRESSED!! AND NOW LOOK, THIS IS WHAT IT LEADS TO!! They’re arguing but there’s no argument to be made. VENTURA IS NOW THE LEGAL MAN!! AND–
Stew: SHAW AND STEELE ON THE ATTACK! TWIN KNEES TO THE FACES OF THEIR OPPONENTS!
Mercer: THEY’VE DUMPED TYLER OUT OF THE RING!! LOOK OUT VENTURA!!!
Stew: CHASING THE DRAGON CONNECTS!! VENTURA LOOKS TO BE OUT COLD FROM THE BRAINBUSTER! SHAW WITH THE COVER!!
ONEEE!!… TWOOO!!… THREEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Warriors” by Imagine Dragons hits. The crowd is stunned silent as Parker lays unconscious in the ring and the referee raises Shaw and Steele’s hands)
Stephie: Here are your winners, by pinfall… THE DRAAAAAGOOONNN SLAAAYERRRRSS!!
(Parker is shown on the outside, angry. The Dragon Slayers make their way back up the ramp, very happy with themselves)
Stew: What a shocking win here for the Dragon Slayers! They’ve just pinned Johnny Ventura in one sequence! The crowd is beside themselves!
Mercer: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! THIS WAS ALL STARRSTAN’S FAULT!! NO DOUBT A HUGE VICTORY FOR THE DRAGON SLAYERS BUT IF STARR HAD NOT PUT SO MUCH PRESSURE ON HIS ELITISTS TO IMPRESS HIM, WE WOULDN’T HAVE GOTTEN THIS SHIT SHOW OF A TAG TEAM MAIN EVENT!!
Stew: Calm down Mercer!
Mercer: I WILL NOT CALM DOWN!! I’M SICK AND…
(The show fades out as Mercer continues raging on, throwing obscenities at StarrStan as The Dragon Slayers continue to celebrate their victory.)
(Camera fades to black)