(EAW Intro Plays)…
(Highlights are shown of the main event of Kingsroad between Tiberius IV, the Heart Break Gal, and Ryan Marx)
“TIBERIUS HAS HBG UP!! HE SENDS HER THROUGH THE TABLE!!!”
(The Heart Break Gal is shown turning the potential suplex into an Evisceration at the last second)
“EVISCERATION!!!!! SHE SWUNG HER BODY DOWN THE OTHER WAY INTO AN EVISCERATION!!!”
(The Heart Break Gal is shown climbing to the top turnbuckle as Ryan Marx remains down in the ring)
“THE FALL OF EMPIRE!!!!!”
“SHE HOOKS THE LEG!!!
Referee: ONE!!!!!!!!……… TWO!!!!!!!!!!………. THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“OH MY GOD!!!!”
(The Heart Break Gal is shown celebrating with the EAW Championship with tears in her eyes as confetti rains down throughout the Air Canada Centre)
“THE HEART BREAK GAL ENDS THIS WITH THE FALL OF EMPIRE, AND AN APPROPRIATE NAME, BECAUSE TIBERIUS IV HAS JUST WATCHED HIS EMPIRE FALL BEFORE HIS VERY EYES”
(The Heart Break Gal is shown proudly holding up the EAW Championship)
“FOR THE FIRST TIME IN ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING’S TEN YEARS OF HISTORY, WE HAVE CROWNED A FEMALE WORLD CHAMPION!!!”
(The camera transitions to the ring where a happy Brian Daniels is shown standing in the center of the ring with a microphone in hand)
Crowd: H-B-G! H-B-G! H-B-G!
Brian: Ladies and gentlemen…. It is my honor to introduce to you…. YOUR NEWWWWWWWW ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING WORLD CHAMPION….. THE HEART BREAK GAL!
(“Square Hammer” by Ghost plays all throughout the arena as the Heart Break Gal makes her way out to the stage, dressed in a designer cocktail dress with silver heels and a black trench coat on, wearing the EAW Championship around her waist)
Drake: YES! HERE SHE COMES! A WOMAN WITH MORE TALENT THAN EVERY SINGLE CREATURE ON THE EMPIRE ROSTER, ESPECIALLY THE “WOMENS CHAMPION” – THIS IS THE REAL WOMENS CHAMPION! THE HEART BREAK GAL HAS OVERCOME ALL ODDS AND MADE HISTORY THAT WILL NEVER EVER BE FORGOTTEN, EVEN LONG AFTER WE’RE ALL DEAD AND GONE!
Pierre: Right you are, Drake! An incredible match it was, and an unbelievable moment in time for the Heart Break Gal last week at Kingsroad! She was long considered the dark horse and the underdog of the match, but in the end, she was able to topple not only the dominant Openweight Champion in Ryan Marx, but her rival, former ally, and long-time reigning EAW Champion in Tiberius IV!
Drake: WORDS CAN’T EVEN DESCRIBE IT, PIERRE! THEY CAN’T POSSIBLY DESCRIBE THE JOY I’M OVERCOME WITH BY SEEING THIS WOMAN AS OUR WORLD’S CHAMPION! I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT FOR YEARS, AND SHE’S BEEN WAITING FOR IT SINCE THE FIRST DAY SHE EVER STEPPED INSIDE A RING!
(“Square Hammer” fades out as the Heart Break Gal enters the ring, shaking hands with Brian Daniels, who nods and says something inaudible before taking his leave)
Crowd: YOU DESERVE IT! *CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP* YOU DESERVE IT! *CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP*
(A proud Heart Break Gal looks around at the chanting crowd, taking the EAW Championship off from around her waist and holding it up for them to see as the crowd erupts with cheers)
HBG: You know… You know, for a moment there… I really wasn’t sure where I’d be going. I wasn’t sure if I was gonna walk out with this Championship or if I was walking out empty-handed for the fourth consecutive time. Since I came back to EAW, I had one goal in mind, and that was to become not the first female World Champion in the history of this company… It was to simply be World Champion. It was never a matter of gender or making history for me. For me, it was about taking what I knew I was capable of taking. It was about beating the absolute BEST this company has to offer. I have done absolutely everything there is to do here, everywhere I’ve gone, and this… This was truly the last thing – the biggest thing I wanted to accomplish. And in all honesty, I wasn’t sure if I could even pull it off the more and more I kept coming so close and failing to capture it. I’d become so used to dominating my competition that maybe I never really knew what it was like to feel something like this slip away, let alone multiple times. I wasn’t sure if I was as good as I thought I was. I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to keep going. Last week felt like it was my last opportunity to prove I can do this.
(The Heart Break Gal takes a moment to look at her EAW Championship)
HBG: I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to face any other opponent or any of you ever again if I failed this last time… But I couldn’t think of that when the bell rang. I couldn’t think of losing. I couldn’t think of failing for a fourth time. I couldn’t think of all the bullshit I’ve put up with since I came back here. I couldn’t think of Impact turning his back on everything we worked for and trying to get rid of me. I couldn’t think of Lannister taking away my biggest shot at this moment. I couldn’t think of all the betrayals or the defeats or any of the assholes that told me I wasn’t good enough to hang here – that I belonged back on Empire where I was some kind of big fish in a small pond. All I could think about was winning when it all came down to it. Winning by any means, and that’s exactly what I did. I couldn’t let it stop me this time – no matter what. No matter what damage I took, no matter who got in my way – I couldn’t stop, and the only way anyone in that match would have been able to stop me was if they ended my Goddamn life!
(The crowd loudly cheers)
HBG: And if–
(“The Mission” by Puscifer plays all throughout the arena as the crowd loudly boos while the Heart Break Gal looks towards the stage)
Pierre: Oh boy… I think we know what this is…
Drake: Not gonna lie, I’m a little nervous, but hey, maybe he plans to let bygones be bygones. They ARE practically family, after all. Brothers and sisters fight all the time, Pierre!
(Tiberius Jones makes his way out to the stage in street clothes, carrying a microphone under his arm as he slowly claps)
Pierre: HBG is well aware this isn’t gonna go well, but it looks as though Tiberius is choosing to remain on the stage.
(“The Mission” fades out as Tiberius grabs the microphone, pacing around)
Tiberius: I know I’m far, FAR from the first to say it, but…. Congratulations, HBG. Truly. Congratulations. You did it. You conquered the mountain. You climbed to the top. You pulled down that elusive brass ring! I’m so…. So PROUD of you.
(The Heart Break Gal smirks, holding up the EAW Championship again)
HBG: If you’re as proud and happy for me as you say you are, why not come down to the ring?
Tiberius: Well, to help ease your mind, of course! I wouldn’t want you having to be on your guard and thinking I might try something sneaky if I were in the ring. I come in peace tonight, HBG. The only thing I aim to use with you here is words. Don’t let what we’ve been through these past couple months get to you. I was doing what I had to do, just like you have. I was a Champion – a World Champion – and I had to act like it. And what does a World Champion do? He makes sure he remains World Champion by any means necessary. I could come out here and kick and scream and bitch and moan. I could go on about how you didn’t even REALLY beat me to win that Championship. I could go on about how Banks even aided in helping you. I could say so much, HBG, but more than anything, I just wanted to say how happy I am for you. I know you better than most. We’ve been around together for years. You gave me Hexa-gun, and I can’t thank you enough for that. I know as well as you do that this was a dream of your’s… And I’m glad it came true… I really am, but….
(A serious expression comes across the face of Tiberius)
Tiberius: Maybe it’s about time to stop pretending to be something you’re not.
HBG: … Is that right?
Tiberius: Now, now… Don’t get all hostile, HBG. I just mean… Well, come on… Who are you really trying to fool? You think getting a lucky win and capturing the EAW Title really MEANS anything? Like you’re gonna go on and dominate the competition now? Let’s be realistic, HBG, you know that’s not gonna happen. The fact that you even made it this far is a testament to your determination, but determination only gets you so far. Anyone in your position could have pulled this off. Hell, Aria Jaxon could be EAW Champion right now if she were in that match instead of you.
Drake: I think I’m gonna puke…
HBG: TJ, if this–
Tiberius: Don’t call me TJ.
HBG: TJ, if this is really how you feel… I mean, if you REALLY think this… Then by all means, feel free to prove me wrong. Feel free to prove I’m just a fluke like you seem to think. Grow some balls for once in your life and do something about it.
(Tiberius chuckles and shakes his head)
Tiberius: You’re really missing the point here, HBG. Like I said, this was your dream. You achieved it. Congratulations. But in the end, it’s just a dream. All dreams end when the dreamer awakes, and I think it’s about time you woke up. Get real. You’re not good enough to be here, no matter what you manage to pull off by the skin of your teeth. For months and months I ruled over this show – no, this entire COMPANY – with an iron fist. You think that’s easy? You think anyone could do that? No. Only certain people can do that. Only someone like me. You got lucky and took advantage of an opportunity, so kudos to you, but playtime is over, HBG. I don’t want to keep this going on longer than needed. I don’t even want a match. What I want is for you to do the right thing… The SMART thing… And just hand it over.
HBG: … Hand it over?
Tiberius: You heard me. Don’t make this more complicated than it needs to be. Don’t embarrass yourself by making me HAVE to take it back from you. You had your moment. You got a moment nobody will ever forget. You made history, and nobody can ever take that away from you, but it’s time to get back to reality. It’s time that you accepted how things really are. You were never good enough to be here, so quit while you’re ahead and just… Drop it. Give it to me, and just go away now that you’ve done all you wanted to do. Nobody will think any lesser of you. Go join Impact and Lannister in retirement. Hell, from what I’ve heard, maybe go back home to Robbie. I don’t care what you do. Just end this facade. Don’t make this hard on yourself.
(The Heart Break Gal stares down with Tiberius for several seconds as the crowd boos Tiberius… After a few more seconds, HBG nods and lays the EAW Championship down in the ring, presenting it to Tiberius)
Tiberius: Thank you for doing the right thing.
(Tiberius makes his way down to the ring as the crowd boos even louder)
Pierre: This crowd showing its disgust for this man!
(Tiberius climbs up to the apron as HBG immediately motions for him to get in the ring with an aggressive look on her face. Tiberius stops as the crow cheers)
Tiberius: Just…. Hand it to me.
HBG: If you want it, come and get it. You’re not taking sh*t from me. Not anymore. If you want the EAW Championship back, get your ass in the ring and take it if you can!
(An angry expression forms on the face of Tiberius as he and HBG stare down. Tiberius begins to enter the ring, but quickly stops himself and drops off the apron, still staring down with HBG)
Tiberius: Alright, HBG…. Alright, have it your way. I tried to be nice. I tried to let it be water under the bridge for the sake of our history and Hexa-gun and everything you’ve been through. Just remember that.
(Tiberius takes his leave back up the ramp as “Square Hammer” by Ghost picks back up)
Pierre: A very hostile confrontation between the two former Hexa-gun members turned bitter enemies as the Heart Break Gal draws a line in the sand that Tiberius isn’t quite ready to cross, though I’m sure he has every intention of it!
Drake: I don’t like this, Pierre, I just want them to hug and be friends! Is that so much to ask?!
Pierre: Something tells me that’s not gonna happen… I’m not really sure what WILL happen, but I imagine nothing good could come of it…
(The Heart Break Gal picks up the EAW Championship, holding it up once more as Tiberius goes backstage, not looking back while the camera fades to commercial)
Ring Announcer: The following contest is set for one fall!!
(“Switch” By Otto Cate & Brian Skeel plays throughout the arena as a confident James Ranger makes his entrance)
Ring Announcer: Introducing first.. From London England! Weighing in at 243 Pounds!!! “Black Mamba” JAAAAMMMEEEESSSS RAAAANNGGEEERRRR….!!!
(“Crown of Thorns” By Rakaa hits as Prince of Phenomenal makes his entrance down the ramp and into the ring)
Ring Announcer: Introducing the opponent… From Miami Beach, Florida! Weighing in at 215 Pounds!! PRRRINNCEEEEEEEEEE OFFFF PHHHEENOMENALLL!!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Pierre: AND there’s the bell! Were underway as POP and James lock up with a collar and elbow tie up. POP gaining control with a transitioning into a side headlock! POP working on that side headlock cranking and applying more pressure as Ranger backs himself up into the ropes using momentum to send POP flying off and breaking the side headlock! POP off the ropes.. Ranger drops down as POP hurdles over him, POP into the ropes and comes back again as Ranger quickly gets up AND SWINGS FOR A LARIAT! POP ducks… European uppercut!!! Ranger is rocked as POP fires an open handed chop to the chest! AND ANOTHER OPEN HANDED CHOP!! POP grabbing Ranger by the wrist looking for an Irish-whip, before Ranger is sent into the ropes he reverses the whip and pulls POP in with a kick to the mid-section! He follows up with a clubbing blow to the back of POP! AND ANOTHER CLUBBING SHOT!! Ranger whipping POP into the corner as he runs at him. RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT INTO THE CORNER!! POP dazed as Ranger follows up with a stiff strike to the mid-section, he follows it up with SHOULDER THRUST INTO THE POP IN THE CORNER!!!
Drake: Ranger stops this momentarily as he lifts POP placing him on the top turnbuckle! Ranger climbing to the top as well, Ranger possibly looking to go for a SUPERPLEX!! POP fighting it.. POP with punches to the mid-section, POP with headbutts now!! And he pushes Ranger off, Ranger rolling to his feet as POP jumps from the Turnbuckle to the ropes for a Springboard CROSSBODY!!! POP following up after that as he mounts Ranger and begins sending quick and stiff punches to Ranger, POP obviously frustrated after losing the National Elite Championship! POP grabbing Ranger up to his feet and hits an inside leg shoot kick! Spinning back kick to the ribs! Ranger hunched over as POP sends a stiff kick to the face, Ranger is up as POP hooks him between his legs and is looking for a powerbomb! He lifts!! Ranger blocking and he sends POP over head! BUT POP LANDS ON HIS FEET! Ranger turns as POP runs at him for a clothesline, DISCUS PUNCH!! The sound of Rangers hand hitting POP’s jaw sends a loud thud around this arena! Ranger hooks POP with a front facelock! AND HE LIFTS HIM HIGH IN THE AIR!! HE’S HOLDING HIM!! HE’S TOYING AROUND WITH POP!! THE BLOOD RUSHING DOWN TO HIS HEAD!!!
Pierre: AND HE FINALLY PLANTS POP WITH A SUPLEX AFTER MUCH STALLING!! Ranger with a smirk on his face as POP holds his lower back obviously in some agony as Ranger isn’t done as he is sizing POP up! POP pulling himself up with use from the ropes! Ranger KICK TO THE MID-SECTION OF POP!! AND RUNS AND GOES FOR A FINAL EXECUTION AXE KICK!! POP evades it!! SUPERKICK!! Ranger catches the boot and spins POP.. BUT POP WITH THE OTHER LEG CONNECTS WITH A JUMPING ENZIGURI TO THE SIDE OF JAMES RANGER! Ranger knocked in the ropes as POP jumps on his shoulders with a FRANKENSTEINER!!! Ranger planted into the canvas off the frankensteiner, but he rises up as POP follows with a forearm smash to the face, and then another forearm.. He knocks Ranger into the ropes as he backs up.. POP WITH A CLOTHESLINE!! Ranger back body drops POP but he lands on the apron Ranger turns around as POP with a thumb to the eye!
Drake: POP setting himself on the apron before he SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE ROPES!! HE’S CAUGHT!! RANGER CATCHES HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS!! POP trying to fight out of this as he fires his elbow repeatedly into the jaw of Ranger but to no avail as Ranger HITS A FIREMANS CARRY NECKBREAKER!! HE DROPS THE NECK OF POP ONTO HIS KNEE!!! HE HOOKS THE LEG!!
Pierre: POP SHOOTS THE ARM UP!! POP holding the back of his neck as Ranger rises to his feet, he grabs POP up, front facelock… SNAP SUPLEX! He rises with POP still in his grasp, TRIES TO GO FOR A SECOND SNAP SUPLEX! POP blocking with his leg but Ranger insist on still lifting him high in the air! POP WHILE IN THE AIR DROPS HIS KNEE TO THE POINT OF THE SKULL OF RANGER!! Ranger drops him! POP running at Ranger.. ROLLING ELBOW!!! RANGER WITH A ROLLING ELBOW TO THE INCOMING POP! POP rocked and turned around as Ranger goes at hi- PELE KICK!!! POP CONNECTING WITH A PELE KICK AS RANGER IS DROPPED!! POP is dazed but he grabs Ranger up to his feet.. He hooks him in a front facelock!
Drake: POP signaling the end as he muscles Ranger high in the air! BRAINBUSTER!! HE PLANTS JAMES RANGER RIGHT INTO THE CANVAS!! AND HE HOOKS THE LEG!!
Pierre: RANGER KICKS OUT!! POP demanding he stays down, he mounts Ranger AND DELIVERS VICIOUS FOREARM SMASHES TO THE FACE BEFORE THE REFEREE GETS INVOLVED!! POP arguing with the referee as Ranger begins to stir, Ranger from behind WAIST LOCK!! HE’S LOOKING TO GO GERMAN SUPLEX!!! POP BLOCKING!!! HE SWITCHES AND NOW HE HAS THE WAIST LOCK APPLIED!! RANGER FIRING HIS ELBOW TO THE FACE OF POP!!
Drake: POP moves off of Ranger, RANGER CONNECTS WITH A JUMPING ENZIGURI!!! HE ROCKS HIM!! POP IS STILL ON HIS FEET.. RANGER SETS AND LOADS DEATHSTRIKE SUPERKICK!!! POP evades it! SUPERKICK OF HIS OWN!!! RANGER KNOCKED INTO THE ROPES AS POP CONNECTS WITH A SECOND SUPERKICK AS RANGER IS DOWN ON THE CANVAS!! POP QUICKLY MAKING HIS WAY TO THE TURNBUCKLE!! HE’S PERCHED!!! 560 CORKSCREW SENTON BOMB!!!! CHAPTER SIX CONNECTING!!! POP HOOKS THE LEG!!
(“Crown Of Thorns” By Rakaa plays again throughout the arena as POP has his hand raised high in the air)
Ring Announcer: HEEEREEE IS YOUR WINNNERRRR…… THE PRINCE OF PHEEEENNOOOOMMMEENNAALLLL!!
Pierre: A great comeback for POP after losing the National Elite Championship just a week ago! James Ranger can hold his head up too, the man certainly has a future here!
Drake: I have no doubts that POP has his sights on getting his championship back from the new champion. This is certainly one way to get back into the fold!
(POP celebrates in the ring before the camera cuts backstage.)
(The camera cuts backstage as Nobi sits in his locker room looking down at the National Elite Championship grasped in both hands.)
Nobi: I did it.
(A big smile crosses the face of Nobi.)
Nobi: It’s been a week and it still feels so surreal. It’s like a dream where I’m only moments away from waking up from.
(The door to the locker room opens as Nobi eyes hold a look of complete confusion.)
Nobi: Who… are you?
(The camera zooms out as Aka Manah walks into frame.)
Aka: The name is Aka Manah is the name, champ – but, you can just call me Showdown’s newest Elitist.
Nobi: And let me guess, you want a shot at this.
Aka: I would love one, but that’s not why I’m here,
Nobi. I’m here to congratulate you on the big win! You’re a man that personifies that never give up spirit. In the last week I’ve really reflection on my attitude and how I would be able to improve it. You’re an inspiration, Nobi.
Nobi: Wow. Thanks, it’s words like that which really help me take pride in being champion, but right now Aka – I have a main event to get ready for. Good luck on Showdown
(Nobi walks away as the camera stays on Aka, who has a hint of a smirk on his face before the camera cuts to commercial.)
(The camera cuts to the ring as “Paint it Black” – Ramin Djawadi plays through the speakers and Brian Daniels stands in the ring with a microphone in hand.)
Brian: I think it goes without saying that Kingsroad was a major success; The Triumvirate was forced to disband, Ares Vendetta was fired, new National Elite and EAW World Champions were crown respectively, and we found out which man would go onto King of Elite to represent Showdown in the finals of the tournament against both Dynasty’s and Voltage’s representatives which are yet to be determined. I was inches away from taking the man out of contention after the actions of Ares Vendetta; I, alongside the doctor that evaluated the man, thought that there was no way we could allow the man to compete, but through both the determination in his eyes and the words he said, against my own wishes – I allowed it to happen. He hit the nail on the head at Kingsroad – if I were in his position, I would have done the same thing. I would have continued to fight. I would have forced myself back out to that ring, whether I could walk, crawl or even had to drag myself back to that ring. So, rather than being a hypocrite; I allowed the man to control his own destiny. He would either manage to pull off the seemingly impossible, or he would burn with the decision he made.
(The hint of a smile crosses his face as Brian slightly drops his head.)
Brian: And, by god that boy pulled off what I certainly didn’t believe he would.
(The crowd cheer as that hint turns to a full smile.)
Brian: For months this man has been pushing himself so much further than anyone thought he would in this amount of time. This man has proven that he can hang with anyone on this brand or Elite Answers Wrestling as a whole. So, without further adue, allow me to welcome the man that won the Showdown bracket for the King of Elite tournament… THERON NIKOLAS!!
(“I Hope You Suffer” – AFI hits as Theron Nikolas slowly limps his way through the curtain; his knee still heavily strapped after the assault from Ares Vendetta a week prior. He stands on the stage to the adulation from the thousands in attendance before making his way down to the ring.)
Drake: I hate this. I hate the fact that this man beat Rex McAllister because of that Drake Jaeger looking wannabe, John Doe. But, from a Showdown point of view and personal feelings aside – you may be able to put your house on the line about this man walking out of Kingsroad with that King of Elite crown. He’s a traitor. I loathe the man more than any other on this brand, but Showdown is in good hands.
Pierre: Showdown is in GREAT hands, Drake! Theron Nikolas has come so close for months against the former EAW World Champion, Tiberius IV. There were moments where some even thought he would be the man to do so, and now he will hold the chance to become the next King of Elite. It’s so fitting. A man that once stood in front of the world as a Knight, looks to be a man that will soon stand in front of the world as a King.
(Theron enters the ring and shakes the hand of Brian Daniels before being handed a microphone from the Ring Announcer sitting ringside.)
Theron: Thank you. Thank you, Brian.
(Theron nods his head at Brian before turning his attention to the crowd.)
Theron: I’m banged up. My knee still hurts; it’s a struggle to stand, but that’s what I’m doing; I’m still standing. But, with all of that; with the condition that I walked into that match against Rex McAllister in; I have one question – are you really surprised? I told you. I told every single one of you that I would be the man that would win this bracket the moment that I beat Nobi to become the only man forced to qualify. I’ve been preaching for months that there was going to come a time where I had my own crown resting on the top of my head, and while this may be the way that I thought it would happen. Truthfully, I thought that there would be a nice piece of gold resting on my shoulder that would have come with it, but maybe this King of Elite tournament was my destiny. The man that stood next to Tiberius Jones and called him a King; the loyal Knight that made sure that Tiberius Jones had some form of legitimacy backing him up, in a few weeks will walk into King of Elite, conquer the two names that Voltage and Dynasty will supply, and become a King himself.
(Theron slightly drops his head as he grits his teeth.)
Theron: But, as I was recovering after my victory, I was like so many that were watching that main event. We all watched as the Heart Break Gal captured that dream of becoming the EAW World Champion – and it turned my stomach. It’s not because HBG is champion; it would be no different if it were anyone else. She is where I should be. She succeeded where I failed on multiple occasions. This tournament is my moment. This tournament is the culmination of everything that I have been working towards. Like I said, I’m going to walk out of King of Elite with that illustrious crown, and when I do, I’m coming straight for that EAW World Championship.
(The crowd cheer as suddenly “Lost in Thoughts” – Fazzio hit as Ashten Cross makes his way through the curtain to a HUGE pop to the surprise of both Theron and Brian.)
Pierre: ASHTEN CROSS? I DON’T REMEMBER THE LAST TIME I’VE SEEN THE MAN ON SHOWDOWN!
Drake: The man is the General Manager of our developmental brand, NEO, but this certainly isn’t that, Pierre.
(Ashten is handed a microphone as a big smile crosses his face. He makes his way up onto the apron, leaning against the top rope as he looks at Theron.)
Ashten: Allow me to personally congratulate you, Theron, on your win a week ago.
(Ashten enters the ring, walking up to Theron and shakes his hand.)
Ashten: I’ve been watching you for a while. You walked through the doors of this company just before the doors of NEO were reopened, giving yourself the chance to jump straight into Showdown. I have people who are dreaming to get to the position that you’re on; I have people who are dreaming about making the kind of impact you have in such a short amount of time. We’ve seen people kick down the doors of EAW and leave a lasting impression years ago, but you’re the man that proves that no matter the competition that stands in your way, it’s still possible. I want everyone on NEO to look at Theron Nikolas as someone they aspire to be like. A man that proves that nothing may actually be impossible.
(The hint of a smile crosses the face of Ashten before he continues to speak.)
Ashten: But, singing your praises isn’t the only reason that I’m here, Theron.
(Ashten looks around the arena as the fans begin to cheer.)
Ashten: I’m here to issue you a challenge.
(The crowd erupts as a smile crosses the face of Theron before Ashten places his index finger on his lips to signal to the crowd to quiet down.).
Ashten: This challenge isn’t for me, Theron. Like I said, your run here has been very impressive, but I want to issue a challenge to allow someone from NEO the chance to really make a name for themselves. I want them to have the chance to make a name for themselves against you, Theron… at the Awards Show next week.
(Theron’s head turns towards Brian before the hint of a smirk crosses his face.)
Theron: I accept.
(Ashten Cross smiles as Theron extends his hand.)
Theron: But… I don’t want any excuses when I ruin someone’s career, rather than them making a name for themselves at my expense, Ashten. This is a major opportunity for whoever is lucky enough to have their name selected – but, their fall doesn’t fall onto my shoulders, Ashten. The blame for their failure is going to be your burden to deal with.
Ashten: That’s fate I’m willing to accept, Theron. Just make sure that you keep your word and don’t fail against a name you don’t take seriously.
Pierre: OH MY GOD!! THERON WAS JUST CLUBBED WITH A FOREARM TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!! MADDOX AYRES!! THERON’S DAZED AS MADDOX SWINGS HIM AROUND AND PULLS HIM IN!! PROJECT: BROKEN!! THAT DEVASTATING SUPLEX BACKBREAKER TO THERON NIKOLAS!!
(Ashten Cross laughs as he stands over Theron and Maddox joins his side.)
Ashten: This is the man I’ve chosen to represent NEO, Theron. See you next week.
(Ashten and Maddox leave the ring as Brian checks on Theron who clutches at his back. “Lost in Thoughts” picks back up as both men back up the ramp.)
Drake: The challenge was laid out and a statement has been made! Next week it will be Showdown against NEO! Theron Nikolas against Maddox Ayres!
Pierre: A lot of pressure is resting on the shoulders of Theron now; the King of Elite finals around the corner; he can’t afford to lose this contest, but with that knee he’s fighting an uphill battle.
(Maddox and Cross taunt Theron from the stage who recovers in the ring.)
(The camera cuts back to the ring as “Smells Like Teen Spirit” – Nirvana hits and Diamond Cage makes his way through the curtain to a THUNDEROUS ovation. He makes his way down to the bottom of the ramp being handed a microphone before rolling under the bottom rope and into the ring.)
DC: I’ve done a lot of things in my career; I’ve held multiple titles. I’ve been World Champion. I’ve had some of the best matches in the history of this entire business – but spiking Jaywalker onto those steel steps may have been the sweetest moment of my career. No longer do I have to look back over my shoulder to see who’s lurking in the shadows. I don’t have to worry about The Triumvirate sticking their nose in business it never belonged in. I don’t have to deal with Jaywalker constantly sticking his nose in my business, to keep some form of relevancy. But, most importantly – I can truly set my sights on what should be mine: the EAW World Championship. It was great to see HBG finally get what so many people thought she deserved, but if I have anything to do it with – that moment is going to be short lived. Nobody wants to see anyone else challenge for that championship; they want the rightful champion. They want to man that was screwed out of the championship at Road to Redemption. So, HBG; we know you’re going to want to be a fighting champion – so, why don’t you come down here and give me a fight.
(DC turns towards the stage as the crowd begin duelling chants for both Cage and HBG until suddenly “This Means War” – Avenged Sevenfold hits and Devan Dubian makes his way through the curtain to an ERUPTION of cheers from the crowd.)
Drake: HE’S BACK?
Pierre: DEVAN DUBIAN HAS RETURNED TO SHOWDOWN!! WE HAVEN’T SEEN THE MAN SINCE HIS WAR AT ROAD TO REDEMPTION AGAINST JOHN DOE!!
(Dubian makes his way out onto the stage as the thousands in attendance chant his name; he slowly makes his way down to the ring as DC looks on confused. Dubian makes his way into the ring and is handed a microphone.)
Dubian: Miss me?
(The crowd erupts again as chants of “DUB!” echo around the arena.)
Dubian: The past few weeks away have really given me the chance to think. I’ve had the highest of highs and the lowest of lows; I won the Answers World Championship on the biggest stage in this business, in front of my friends and family – and I’ve suffered one of the worst beatings in my career at the hands of John Doe at Road to Redemption. I’ve been wandering for so long. I’ve been so focused on other things; the Hall of Fame Championship, Ares and Jaywalker, John Doe – things that were never really that important. It’s time to set my sights back on what they should have always been on. It’s time to leave everything in the rear view mirror and continue moving forward.
DC: And this has anything to do with me, how?
Dubian: HBG has what we both want. I was sitting backstage and I was listening to the words you had to say. It’s a sad story; the one we’ve heard for years. Diamond Cage was screwed again – but the sad truth is that you still had your chance at that championship and failed. You had chances to earn a title match and lost to Theron Nikolas. You’ve been given all these chances to succeed, but continuously fall short. Congratulations, you beat Jaywalker! Pat yourself on the bat – but if you think that earns you anything, you’re wrong. You’re still a mongrel who’s chasing his tail; he’s never going to stop, even when everyone else knows he’s never going to catch it.
(DC laughs as the hint of a smile crosses Dubian’s face.)
DC: Look at what we have here. It’s guy No. 247 of people who return looking to push straight to the front of the line, even though to last time we saw him he was being carried out of the arena. We may as well bring HBB out here too, seeing he’s the person that’s the fucking best at it around this time of the year. Turn around and walk back up the ramp to the back of the line; come back and talk to me when you manage to do something of importance around here.
Dubian: Damn, you surely got me there. You’re right, I’m sorry DC.
Pierre: BLEEDING EDGE!! DEVAN DUBIAN HAS JUST LAID OUT DIAMOND CAGE WITH THAT DEVASTATING JUMPING CUTTER!!
(Dubian shoots back to his feet as Cage stays down in a heap in the ring; “This Means War” hits as Dubian rolls straight out of the ring and backs up the ramp as DC stirs in the ring.)
— Diamond Cage defeats David Davidson after the hooded figure shows back up and causes a distraction which allows DC to roll Davidson up. The hooded figure looks to hightail it back out through the crowd, but is caught by Jack Ripley on the barricade. Jack manages to pull off the hood revealing Cameron Ella Ava underneath to the surprise of both Davidson and Ripley. Meanwhile, on the stage DC celebrates his win before turning into another Bleeding Edge from Dubian before the camera cuts to commercial.
(Showdown comes back on the air, the camera panning around the arena, until “Rise Up” by Drowning Pool plays as Rex McAllister enters through the curtains to a very mixed reaction from the crowd)
Pierre: Well, I’d hate to break it to the kid… but he might just be making the worst mistake in his life. I don’t know if he’s tuned into the carnage that John Doe has left behind, because it hasn’t been pretty.
Drake: Pretty? You’re looking for pretty in EAW? You can’t find pretty even if you looked at the women’s division! If you’re looking for pretty, look right next to you!
(Rex McAllister takes a microphone from one of the stagehands, before entering the ring, pacing back and forth as “Rise Up” fades out…)
Rex McAllister: I really don’t understand this… I really don’t or maybe I do? I drew the line in the sand the moment John Doe showed his face for the first time! I told every single person that I had nothing to do with what he did. I never hired him, I didn’t even know the man existed until he showed up. I had the match under control and the result would have stayed the same regardless of what sort of “interference” John Doe had in it. I never wanted this alliance with John Doe. I never wanted to be seen on the same level as John Doe. I’m better than John Doe, but he continues to stick around just to pester me even more.
Why? Why did he develop such a fondness for my character? Was it my personality? I’m honored that someone saw true talent in me, but it’s gone too far. I’m thrilled you’re a huge fan of mine, Doe, but enough is enough. You know what you did last week and I’m not going to stand for it. I’m not going to allow you to waltz around here like you own the place. If it weren’t for YOU and YOU ALONE… I’d be walking out of King of Elite as your KING! I am the rightful heir to the throne and you cost me my one chance at claiming it!
And now there’s only one person I can put the blame on… John Doe. The man I wish never came to be. The man that I dare step into this ring with me—RIGHT NOW.
(Rex McAllister lowers his microphone, staring at the stage, as the crowd begins to stir…)
Rex McAllister: You have stage fright all of a sudden, Doe? Are you not prepared for this inevitable confrontation? Is it that time where someone is actually a step ahead of you? I’m not going to wait here much longer, Doe. I’m—
(“The Killing Joke” by Captain Murphy cuts Rex McAllister off mid-sentence, the crowd stirs even louder as John Doe makes his appearance by walking through the curtains and onto the stage with a microphone)
Pierre: Ask and you shall receive…
(“The Killing Joke” fades while John Doe stands on the top of the stage with a smile on his face, the frustration in Rex McAllister’s face becomes more apparent)
Rex McAllister: Oh, so you’re just going to stand up there and not confront me like a MAN?
John Doe: You have it all wrong, Rex.
Rex McAllister: Excuse me?
John Doe: I won’t repeat myself.
Rex McAllister: …
John Doe: I don’t think it takes very much thought to put two and two together, Rex. I chose you out of several common folk that pollutes the halls of this company. I thought I saw something in you that nobody else had; a fire. Everyone speaks about this “burning fire” within, but I only see to see the rising smoke of fires that are put out. I thought you were someone that would enjoy the path that I offered you myself, but alas—I was wrong. I don’t admit that often, so revel in that fact. You’re just like every single other person that steps through these curtains, that steps into that ring. You’re ordinary as it gets. You see to shift what should be your loss onto me and yet I did nothing, but stand there and watch you give up.
I saw not a man of resilience, not a man of bravery, nor a man of solitude. I saw the fragile ego shatter into thousands of pieces right before my very eyes. You don’t want my help? Have it your way, suffer for your losses.
(Rex McAllister holds up his finger, interrupting John Doe)
Rex McAllister: Hold up, hold up, HOLD. UP. Are you… of all people, trying to take credit for my recent success?
John Doe: I’ll take full credit.
Rex McAllister: You will NOT! You’ll do no such thing. I’m the consciousness that makes every decision for myself. I refuse to be strung along like a puppet by what you seem to be calling yourself “The Puppet Master”. I have no strings attached to me and you’re certainly not pulling any invisible ones. I’m fully capable of winning all by myself. I proved that to the world when I won the New Breed Championship and the National Elite Championship! I was thriving long before some nobody came along in attempt to take credit for what I’ve already accomplished!
John Doe: Ah, so fickle… the hive mind has spread like a virus. You use these accolades to boost your ego. Unlike myself, everyone seems to thrive off the fact that gold on leather makes them a better person. How many reigns does it take? Two? Three? Four? Five? Six? Seven? Eight? Nine? Ten? How many titles does it take to make a wrestler complete? They always want for more and I was going to feed your hunger, Rex. I was basically extending a World Championship out to you—and you declined. Do you see what happens when you defy me?
Rex McAllister: You offered me no such thing—
John Doe: Sure, let’s pretend I didn’t. Let’s pretend that I’m somehow playing this game for myself, because you’d be right. I’m doing this all out of my free will. I didn’t have to, but I chose to. That’s why I’m going to stand here and offer you a chance at redemption, because I can see it in your eyes, Rex. You want to hurt me. You seek revenge like no other human being. That’s why I’m going to be the first to lay down the challenge for you.
At King of Elite, you have the chance to finally get your hands on John Doe. You have the chance to do what Dubian or The Heart Break Gal could not. You can conquer John Doe, but not in some tag match, not in some unsanctioned nonsense. I’m ensuring this ends in one of two ways. But I’ll only reveal what’s to come by you accepting this offer.
Rex McAllister: Are you daft? OF COURSE I’LL ACCEPT! It won’t take more than a mere few minutes to prove to every single person here that your “power, strength, and knowledge” is all but a hoax! You’re no different from anybody else…
John Doe: Hmph, keep telling yourself that. I’m certainly enjoying the tunnel vision obsession that you and anyone else has with me. But I’m a man of my word, our match is no ordinary match. We will be surrounded in a steel cage, Rex.
(The crowd roars with excitement, but leaves Rex a bit concerned inside the ring)
John Doe: Which it only leaves you with two options:
A, you escape your terrors. You climb the cage, win the match, escape John Doe, but forever know that you ran like a coward. You’ll forever know that you couldn’t put John Doe down. You couldn’t do what you said you’d do. Or…
B, you stay and you fight. You attempt to put John Doe down. You bury the man with no legacy, no
name, and you give him no future.
These are your only options, Rex. Choose wisely.
(John Doe drops the microphone, as “The Killing Joke” picks back up, Rex McAllister is left in the ring, staring down John Doe as he walks backstage…)
Drake: STEEL CAGE?! WHAT?! IS HE TRYING TO STEAL EVERYTHING FROM ME? NOBODY WILL EVER TOP THE STEEL CAGE MATCH I HAD WITH OLD MAN METH HEAD…
Pierre: I don’t think he’s using the cage the same way you did, Jaeger! He’s literally trapping Rex inside of that structure and using it as the worst sort of mind game! He’s planted the thought of run and hide or stay and fight! Rex McAllister might have gotten ahead of himself when he accepted this!
(Rex tosses down his microphone, in a very thoughtful state, before Showdown cuts back to commercial.)
Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a CHAMPION VS CHAMPION MATCH!
(“Not Without A Fight” by Pillar hits the speakers to a pop from the crowd as Nobi enters the stage. He unfastens the National Elite Championship around his waist and raises it high above his head as he marches towards the ring.)
Announcer: Introducing first, from Indonesia and weighing in at 228 pounds… He is your NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION… NOBI!!!
Pierre: Here he is, one of the big stories from Kingsroad. After so much heartache and so much time resting at the cusp of success, the Indonesian Mat Magician submitted Stark to finally walk out of the arena as National Elite Champion.
Drake: I’ve had enough of hearing about it to be honest, Pierre. He submitted Stark. So what? He didn’t submit the champ and I am making the bet now. Prince of Phenomenal is coming back for what belongs to him. Nobi’s just keeping the belt warm.
(“Square Hammer” by Ghost fills the stadium as The Heart Break Gal struts out with the EAW World Championship slung over her shoulder. She pats it with a satisfied look on her face as she makes her way down the ramp.)
Announcer: And his opponent, from Dallas, Texas and weighing in at 135 pounds… She is your EAW WORLD CHAMPION… THE HEART BREAK GAL!!!
Drake: NOW THIS IS A TRUE CHAMPION! My heart still weeps for our Lord and Saviour Tiberius who has carried this brand for so long on his back. But if it had to be someone, surely we could never do better than this lady? Assent to her bold undertakings!
Pierre: Well at least we’re at agreement here. At Kingsroad HBG broke the proverbial glass ceiling to be the first ever female holder of what had been a male dominated World Championship. Although, she also got the fall on the third man in her match, as opposed to the previous champion.
Drake: Shush, Pierre.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Drake: Well that is the bell for our Champion vs “champion” bout and both of these decorated athletes circle cautiously. Nobi rushes forwards but HBG slips past him. She ropes at speed and goes low… AND THERE’S THE TACKLE. Wonderful form there from HBG as she sacks Nobi with a tackle that would be dubbed world class in any sport. “Cheek to cheek” as my middle school football coach would have said, less chance of concussion that way.
Pierre: Don’t tell that to Nobi. The Heart Break Gal is in the mount now as she starts hammering down with punches aimed at his head. Nobi struggles to cover up and pull her into his guard but OH MY GOD! HE TURNS THE SITUATION SEAMLESSLY AROUND FROM GUARD INTO AN OMOPLATA AND YANKS BACK ON HBG’S HEAD. THE CRIPPLER CROSSFACE!!! IT’S LOCKED IN! EARLY ON HERE AND NOBI HAS ALREADY LOCKED IN THE VERY SUBMISSION MANEUVER HE USED TO TAP OUT STARK FOR NATIONAL ELITE TITLE! NOW HE’S GOT IT IN ON THE WORLD CHAMPION, CONTORTING HER SPINE INTO A WORLD OF PAIN AS NOBI LOOKS TO TAKE THE BIGGEST UPSET OF HIS CAREER.
Drake: No… NO! THE HEART BREAK GAL REFUSES TO LET IT GO LIKE THIS. SHE’S NO STARK! SHE’S ON ANOTHER LEVEL AND YOU CAN SEE THAT HERE RIGHT NOW AS SHE BRAVELY DRAGS HERSELF THROUGH THE PAIN AS SHE REACHES FOR THE BOTTOM ROPE… HANG ON – NOBI!!! NOBI RELEASES THE HOLD AND DRAGS HBG BY THE ANKLES BACK IN THE CENTRE OF THE RING! HBG kicks him away before he can reapply the hold and both race back to their feet. DROPKICK BY HBG! Nobi hits the canvas hard. On his way back up and HBG is back on him. A LOW SWINGING NECKBREAKER CONNECTS. And The Heart Break Gal with a quick cover.
Pierre: Nobi is just as quick with the shoulder up and this match continues. HBG finds Nobi’s back and applies the rear chinlock… SNAPMARE BY NOBI! But HBG rolls through. ANOTHER DROPKICK LANDS SQUARE IN THE CHEST OF NOBI AND THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION IS KNOCKED FLAT ON THE CANVAS ONCE AGAIN! The Heart Break Gal heads over to the ropes, turning her head back to check Nobi’s position. And she leaps up for the springboard moonsault. NO – NOBI ROLLS CLEAR! HBG lands catlike on her feet but hesitates for balance. A LOW DROPKICK FROM NOBI TAKES THE LEG OUT FROM UNDER THE WORLD CHAMPION!
Drake: A lucky shot. Nobi has managed to catch the wrist and wrench outward the arm. HBG nonetheless battles bravely to her feet. OWW! Nobi sucker punches her with the jab then brings her back down with the arm wringer. Nobi keeps a hold onto the wrist AND GOES FOR A ROLL! THE ROLLING ARM SNAP BY NOBI AND I DON’T THINK AN ARM IS MEANT TO BEND THAT WAY! HBG rolls clear kicking the canvas in pain after that SICK, sadistic maneuver and I hope that Nobi burns in hell. He stomps over, kicking her in the shoulder and then once more clutching at that wrist. But this where HBG starts to fight back. She clumps Nobi with a punch to the midsection. And another strike. Another. Nobi splutters as HBG stands up to face him. HBG twists under his arm applying a wrist lock of her own. Nobi rolls into it to reverse the pressure and this is turning into quite the technical duel here.
Pierre: A real clinic of catches catch can wrestling before us here between Dynasty’s two proud singles champions. Nobi ever so slightly getting the better of it. UPPERCUT! Nobi connects flush on the jaw and uses the opening to go for the irish whip. HBG turns it around and Nobi slams back first into the turnbuckles. AND HBG LUNGES IN WITH THE FOREARM! BUT NOBI PULLS HIMSELF OUT OF THE WAY! HBG lands hard on the turnbuckle and Nobi takes advantage by cracking her spine with a martial arts style shoot kick. The Heart Break Gal winces as Nobi guides her back out of the corner. FALLING LARIAT!!! NOBI TURNS THE HEART BREAK GAL INSIDE WITH A BRUTAL LARIAT ACROSS THE THROAT! AND HE DROPS DOWN LANDS SPRAWLED OVER HER. HE HOOKS THE LEG!
Referee: ONE!… TWO!…
Drake: KICK OUT! Nobi is showing the clear signs of frustration as he questions the official over that count, but he has absolutely no right to be surprised. This is the EAW World Champion. This is THE GODDESS OF SHOWDOWN and HBG has kicked out of a lot worse to be able to say that. Nobi turns back to the Heart Break Gal to see her back to her feet though resting on the ropes. NOBI RUSHES IN FOR A LARIAT! BUT HBG DUCKS IT! SHE REBOUNDS OFF THE OPPOSITE ROPES AND CATCHES A PURSUANT NOBI IN A HEADSCISSORS. HURACANRANA!!! Nobi rolls to his feet BUT HBG LEAPS AT HIM FOR A JUMPING DDT! NOOO!!! NOBI BLOCKS IT! HE CATCHES HER IN MID AIR AND THROWS HBG OFF… THE TRAMP STAMP! NOBI GOES TUMBLING BACKWARDS THROUGH THE ROPES – BUT HE STOPS HIMSELF! HE COMES FLYING BACK OUT WITH THE REBOUND LARIAT! BUT IT’S COUNTERED!!! HBG SEES IT COMING AND INTERCEPTS. SHE PULLS HIM IN… SNAP DDT!!! HBG DRIVES NOBI’S SKULL INTO THE CANVAS AND HURRIEDLY HOOKS THE LEG!
Referee: ONE!… TWO!…
Pierre: NEAR FALL!
Pierre: We are not playing this game again, Drake. The official is saying fight on to an irritated Heart Break Gal and I must say that both of these two are both living up to their championship credentials tonight. As the official forces The Heart Break Gal to back up a little bit, Nobi is still struggling to recover and pry himself up off the canvas. HBG BURSTS TOWARDS HIM. FIT OF RAGE! WELL SCOUTED BY NOBI SLINKS OUT OF THE WAY! AND THERE’S THE SCHOOL BOY ROLL UP ON HBG, SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!
Referee: ONE!… TWO!…
Drake: CLOSE BUT NO CIGAR! Both bounce to their feet… HBG WITH THE CLOTHESLINE! And so does Nobi… I guess. They each knock each other off their feet with simultaneous clotheslines but don’t be fooled. This isn’t close. According to my trained eye, HBG struck with at least 27% more kinetic force. That’s Goddess. Anyway… LOOK! Just as I would have predicted, The Heart Break Gal is looking like the first to recover from that collision. She makes it to a knee AND BLUDGEONS NOBI WITH A CLUBBING FOREARM! Apologies, not just one. She strikes again and again AND AGAIN TO THE SKULL OF THE HAPLESS NOBI! Nobi is dazed. NO! HE IS AWESTRUCK! NOBI HAS BEEN TOUCHED BY THE GODDESS! HE HAS BEEN-
Drake: Um… rude.
Pierre: NOBI JUST SNAPPED THE HEART BREAK GAL’S HEAD BACK WITH THE EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! Nobi is starting to rally to the delight of the audience here tonight as he brings himself up and applies the rear chinlock on HBG. BUT SHE COUNTERS WITH THE SNAPMARE DRIVER! OH NO! NOBI IS DRIVEN HEAD FIRST INTO THE CANVAS FLIPS RIGHT OVER ONTO HIS BACKSIDE! HBG darts away, hitting the ropes at speed she comes across, stepping on Nobi’s back as she rebounds again WITH A KICK TO NOBI’S CHEST!
Drake: Haha. Wait…WHAT! NOBI ABSORBS THE IMPACT SOMEHOW AND CATCHES THE LEG! He drags The Heart Break Gal down and he goes back to the old well. He targets the arm of HBG that he’s been working on earlier by going right back for that wrist. He locks the arm and bends it backward into the hammerlock, exerting his will on HBG… He yanks her up… INVERTED POWERSLAM! Modified with the hammerlock. NOBI DROPS THE WORLD CHAMPION AS HE LOOKS TO CONTINUE HIS MOMENTUM WITH ANOTHER HUGE WIN, HE HOOKS THE LEG!
Referee: ONE!… TWO!…
Pierre: HBG POPS THE SHOULDER UP!
Drake: WE ARE BLESSED!
Pierre: NOBI’S HAD ENOUGH! HE GETS UP AND TAKES OUT ALL OF HIS FRUSTRATION BY STOMPING AWAY AT THE ARM OF THE HEART BREAK GAL! That must be REALLY sore right now but The Indonesian Matt Magician is not satisfied. He clutches the wrist… ROLLING ARM SNAP AGAIN – AND HE TRANSITIONS INTO THE FUGIWARA! THE FUGIWARA ARMBAR IS LOCKED IN AND THE HEART BREAK GAL IS GRITTING HER TEETH, TRYING NOT TO SCREAM. BUT IT’S ALL WRITTEN ON HER FACE! SHE’S IN BURNING AGONY RIGHT NOW AND IT COULD GET A WHOLE LOT WORSE IF NOBI MANAGES TO TRANSPOSE FROM HERE INTO A CROSSFACE OR THE SCISSORED ARMBAR! BAH GAWD HE LOOKS PRIMED TO SUBMIT THE WORLD CHAMPION!!!
Drake: NO PIERRE! NOT LIKE THIS… LOOK!!! HBG IS FIGHTING IT ALL THE WAY, TRYING TO FIND A WAY TO MANEUVER OUT OF THIS MESS! SHE DOES IT! SHE MANAGES TO ROLL OVER TO BETTER POSITIONING! A HEADSCISSORS TAKEDOWN PULLS NOBI AWAY FROM THE WEAKENED ARM AND BOTH USE THE SEPARATION TO HURRIEDLY ROLL TO THEIR FEET… EVISCERATION!!! HBG IS A SPLIT SECOND FASTER AND SHER CATCHES NOBI WITH THE EVISCERATION! HE’S OUT, PIERRE! HE’S DONEZO! OUR BELOVED GODDESS HOOKS BOTH LEGS!!!
Referee: ONE!… TWO!… THREE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Square Hammer” by Ghost hits the speakers as the Heart Break Gal rolls out of the ring and snatches her EAW World Championship from the timekeeper.)
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner by pinfall… THE HEART BREAK GAL!!!
Drake: WHAT DID I TELL YOU, PIERRE! There was only one real champion in this match and the result was never any doubt who the victor was going to be.
Pierre: I am with you, to a point, Drake. HBG certainly pulled it out of the bag tonight and reminded the world exactly why she is the first ever female EAW World Champion. But come on, give Nobi his credit. There were two or three times that match that I was sure submit her.
Drake: O ye of little faith, Pierre. HBG is a Queen, a GODDESS. She doesn’t submit to anybody no matter how many fancy holds they whip out and she just proved that without a doubt–
Pierre: HEADHUNTER!! TIBERIUS IV OUT OF NOWHERE ALMOST TAKES HBG’S HEAD OFF WITH THE HEADHUNTER!!
Drake: NO, HE MADE A MISTAKE!! HE WAS TRYING TO MISS!!
Pierre: HBG IS OUT AS TIBERIUS GRABS ON THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP… WHERE’S HE GOING? TIBERIUS IV IS LEAVING THE ARENA WITH THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!
Drake: They’re co-champions, Pierre! It doesn’t matter who has the title, they both the champions of Showdown!
(Tiberius stands on the stage looking back over his shoulder at the still down HBG before raising the EAW World Championship high into the air before Showdown fades out.)
(EAW Logo Buzzes…)