Want create site? Find Free WordPress Themes and plugins.

(EAW Intro Plays……)

(“Bully” by Shinedown plays in the background as we cut to inside of the Barclays Center with a sold-out crowd that is on their feet, ready to erupt in anticipation of the show. Pyrotechnics fire up on stage, adding to the high energy as the Brooklyn fans get even more raucous. The camera does one more pan around the arena, giving us a glance at some of the special guests in the building, before heading over towards Nick Angel and Kawajai.)

Nick Angel: HELLO AND WELCOME EVERYONE TO VOLTAGE ON FX, THANK YOU FOR JOINING US AS WE ARE SET TO PRESENT TO YOU A SPECIAL SUPERSHOW: BROOKLYN HEIGHTS! I’m Nick Angel and with me is my partner Kawajai. We are coming at you LIVE From the Barclays Center, the second show taking place in this arena this week and the final EAW show in New York for our big weekend! Seeing as we’re last at bat all eyes are on us and we’re looking to hit a home run with this show!

Kawajai: I can’t see how we won’t with all of the big matches we have in store for you all! Tonight we have not one, but TWO World Heavyweight Championship matches! Jamie O’Hara must defend against Lars Grier and later tonight in the main event, the winner of that match must deal with Chris Elite! That is going to be an absolute test of their endurance but even with either of them being hurt I doubt they’ll go down without a fight! Three men! Two matches! Only one champion!

Nick Angel: A lot is on the line tonight, Kawa! Besides that we have Finnegan Wakefield putting his New Breed Championship on the line against Nathan Fiora! Two of Voltage’s biggest prospects finally meet to see who is the best!

Kawajai: We’ve got an Interwire title bout as well with Moongoose and his boys taking on Carlos and his WILD boys! Mstislav vs Keelan, Ahren vs DEDEDE – there’s so much going on for this show and to prove how true that statement is: WE’RE STARTING OFF WITH OUR FIRST WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH! JAMIE VS LARS! LET’S GOOO!!!!

(The camera pans over to the crowd, showing Cameron Ella Ava and Consuela Rose Ava seated in the front row. The sight of them appearing on the titantron brings about a big pop from the crowd.)

Kawajai: Everyone who’s anyone is in the house tonight for Brooklyn Heights! Look, there’s the beautiful two-time Specialists Champion, one of Empire’s best and brightest who put on a phenomenal showing at The Iconic Cup a few days ago in this same building! Hi Consuela!

Nick Angel: And…?

Kawajai: Oh, and there’s a dirty traitor sitting next to her. Who happens to look a lot like her.

Nick Angel: Don’t you mean the dual Openweight and Unified Tag Team Champion, Cameron Ella Ava? Who definitely has a vested interest in our opening contest?

Kawajai: Yeah, like I said. A traitor.

(Nick shakes his head as the camera goes to focus now on a smiling Rebecca Sawyer, who’s taken her place in the center of the ring.)

Rebecca Sawyer: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL…

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Rebecca Sawyer: …and it is for the first of TWO matches tonight for THEEEE WOOOOOOOORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!

Nick Angel: Can you feel it, Kawa? That electricity in the air? And that’s almost nothing compared to these DEAFENING cheers! Brooklyn knows they’re about to see something special tonight!

Kawajai: Lars Grier is as ferocious and promising a newcomer as I’ve ever seen. Jamie O’Hara has sat atop his perch unquestioned as a fearsome World Heavyweight Champion for 323 days, absolutely SHATTERING the previous record set by Brian Daniels. O’Hara is no stranger to putting on marathon performances with his title on the line, but facing two hungry challengers in one night? That’ll be one of the biggest tests of his fortitude that we’ve seen thus far.

(“Out of the Black” — Royal Blood hits to a thunderous but mixed reaction ahead of Lars Grier’s arrival. After a couple of moments, he steps out into view with his shoulders squared and his lips set in a straight line. He surveys the audience, stone-faced, and remains at the top of the ramp for a moment before making his way down the aisle.)

Rebecca Sawyer: IIIIIIIIINTRODUCING FIRST! From Cincinnati, Ohio…weighing in tonight at 255 pounds…HE IS “THEEEEEE RAVEN”…LAAAAARRRRRSSSSS GRIIIIIIIIIEEEEEERRRRRR!

Nick Angel: I’d say the look on Lars Grier’s face tells us all that he means business, but…that’s his resting facial expression. Nonetheless, this is a man on a mission! If you let him tell the story, he’s been just a fingertip away from usurping Jamie O’Hara for a while, and he’s more than ready to deal the killing blow tonight.

Kawajai: Road to Redemption is a good example to cite. He put on a PHENOMENAL performance tonight and ultimately didn’t finish the job. He’s tired of putting on strong performances and ending up fruitless. Tonight is as good as any to change his fortunes, but it won’t be easy.

(“Kashmir” — Led Zeppelin tears over the PA system, inciting a monstrous ovation for Jamie O’Hara. He strides out into view, unzipping the front of his jacket to show the World Heavyweight Championship encircling his waist. He unclasps it and slings it over his shoulder, his eyes fixed on Lars Grier as he descends the ramp.)

Rebecca Sawyer: AAAAAAAAND HIS OPPONENT! From Melbourne, Australia…weighing in tonight at 190 pounds…HE IS “ISSEIKI NO ICHIDO”…“ONCE IN A CENTURY”…THEEEEE REIGNING AND DEFENDING EAW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WOOOOOOORLD…JAAAAAAAAAMIE OOOOOOOOO’HAAAAAAAARRRRRAAAAA!!

Nick Angel: The man of the hour, the day, the week, whatever! Since Grand Rampage 2017, Jamie O’Hara has had nothing short of a death grip on that title on his shoulder, and he’s defended it against some of the best wrestlers in the world!

Kawajai: That’s not changing tonight. He has to contend with not one, but TWO ambitious men tonight who would gladly shove him into oncoming traffic if it meant having Voltage’s top title for themselves.

(Jamie enters the ring, standing toe-to-toe with a determined-looking Lars. The two are jawing back and forth, but the camera and microphones aren’t picking up any of what they’re saying. Jamie holds his championship high and clenches his jaw before handing it off to the official.)

(DING! DING! DING)

Nick Angel: Let’s kick off this world-class opening bout, ladies and gentlemen! These two men are making a beeline for each other, coming in with a full head of steam! LOOK OUT! Both of these guys are just teeing off on each other, raining down a hellish barrage of punches and forearm strikes on the other man! That show of force here in the opening moments of this match has whipped this jam-packed crowd of the Barclays Center into a frenzy! Jamie O’Hara is as competent a striker as anyone, but what Lars Grier lacks in precision and crisp prettiness, he more than makes up for in sheer power! It’s just a matter of seeing which one will be the difference-maker first! They’re still trading hard shots, ringing each other’s bells! Grier! O’Hara! Grier! O’Hara! Grier! The Ohioan is using his size, weight, and strength advantage to get one-up on the defending champ, rocking Jamie with a trifecta of almost Mike Tyson-esque punches! Grier is using those blows to back O’Hara into the corner! Lars takes a number of steps back before charging right back in…STINGER SPLASH!

Kawajai: NOPE! No matter how loopy Jamie O’Hara might look at any given moment, NEVER assume that this man’s head isn’t in the game! He more than had enough wherewithal to sidestep that stinger splash altogether, leaving Grier to smack into the turnbuckles! The Australian is immediately on the attack, trying to knot up the legs of Grier with several shoot kicks back to back to back! He then slaps on a rear waistlock, trying to fling the bigger man out of the corner with a German suplex, but Grier is fighting back! A dizzying back elbow thrown into the temple of O’Hara causes the champion to relinquish his grip! Jamie goes to stumble away, but in a flash, Grier has turned around and reeled him into a suplex of his own! GOOD GOD! A release German into the corner is what he opts for, and that impact was cringeworthy! O’Hara smacked into the ropes and turnbuckles on the nape of his neck and the back of his head! The action hasn’t been going on terribly long and already Lars Grier has Jamie O’Hara folded up like an accordion!

Nick Angel: He’s got the upper hand at the moment, and I’m sure he knows it! Grier yanks O’Hara up to his feet with a tremendous amount of force and props him up against the turnbuckles. It’s right back to Grier’s brutish, tried and true methods now! He’s firing away with what’s surely a painful barrage of punches on the cornered champion! He just keeps going and going and going! O’Hara’s gotta get his hands up and — NEVERMIND! A NASTY uppercut puts an abrupt end to Grier’s show of force, and he goes staggering out of the corner! Jamie rushes right in while Grier is off-kilter, looking for a discus lariat…NOBODY’S HOME! Lars ducks but Jamie is unfazed, as he immediately follows it up with a shoot kick to the leg that causes Grier to drop down to one knee! Jamie backpedals and bursts forward! A HEINOUS MAFIA KICK CONNECTS! The sole of O’Hara’s boot smacked right against the middle of Grier’s face, sheesh! The champion drops down to cover the challenger, but Grier powers out, TOSSING Jamie off of him before the official can even get there to administer the count!

Kawajai: O’Hara’s not batting an eyelash. Not only are both of them still fresh and full of resolve, but Jamie has faced Lars more than once and he had to have known what he was in for. Without missing a beat, the champ is right back on Grier, slapping on a tight side headlock to try and keep the bigger man neutralized. Lars is forcing himself up and Jamie is going right along with him, keeping that hold applied as they go. OH! The Cincinnati native starts throwing elbows back into the gut of Jamie in an effort to get him to let go, but the titleholder is hanging tough! Lars slips an arm around O’Hara — HE FINDS HIS WAY OUT WITH A *MASSIVE* BACK SUPLEX COUNTER! Jamie crash lands on his back and just like that, the momentum has shifted! Grier scurries to take advantage of the changing tide and he hooks O’Hara’s leg!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!

Nick Angel: Jamie throws the shoulder up with fervor just after one! In the aftermath, Grier is the first man to get back to his feet. O’Hara’s trying to follow suit, and Grier stops him by grabbing him by the head and SLAMMING him right back down with a canvas-shaking mat slam! He then stoops to pull Jamie up. BAD IDEA! Once O’Hara rises and they’re in close quarters, Jamie doubles Lars over with a knee to the ribs! He then wastes no time whipping the challenger into the ropes, but Grier has the presence of mind to loop his arms over the top rope and prevent himself from rebounding! Smart move by Grier! LOOK ALIVE! O’Hara rushes toward Grier with a full head of steam, connecting with a spinning backhand that knocks Lars over the top rope!

Kawajai: LOOK AGAIN! Again, the presence of mind — and evidently, quick reflexes — of Grier on display here as he lands with both feet on the apron. Lars has one hand on the top rope, and he’s hunched over while the other one is probably double-checking to make sure that backhand didn’t knock a molar loose or anything like that! He — CAREFUL! CHECK OUT O’HARA! HE LEAPS UP ONTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! HE JUMPS TO THE OUTSIDE, LANDING ON THE SHOULDERS AND UPPER BACK OF GRIER! HE FLIPS! JEEEEEEEEESUS! YOU’RE F*CKED C*NT CONNECTS! O’HARA DRILLS GRIER WITH A FRONT FLIP PILEDRIVER ON THE APRON, AND THE NOW-LIMP BODY OF GRIER FALLS TO THE ARENA FLOOR! GRIER IS IN LA LA LAND RIGHT NOW, I’M SURE!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE! TWOOOOOOOOOOO!

Nick Angel: With one of the men very much down on the outside, the official has no choice but to begin the count! There’s no pressure on Jamie whatsoever to intervene, and it’s apparent that he’s aware of that as he slips back into the ring to check out the results of his handiwork! He could stand there and run the clock down and find himself with another retention to his name AND locked in for tonight’s main event!

Referee: THREEEEEEEEE! FOOOOOOOOOOOUR!

Kawajai: Grier is trying to pull himself to his feet with the aid of the barricade! Still, O’Hara is looking on, likely formulating a plan for what he’ll do *if* Grier manages to beat the count!

Referee: FIIIIIIIIIIIIVE! SIIIIIIIIIIIIX!

Nick Angel: Grier is just about steady on his feet, and now he turns his attentions to trying to stagger over to the ring apron!

Referee: SEVENNNNNNNN! EIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!

Kawajai: Grier collapses against the apron and is pulling himself up! No matter which way it goes, this is gonna be close!

Referee: NIIIIIIIIIIIINE! TEEEEEEEEEEEN!

Nick Angel: Some of the fans are calling for the bell to be rung, that’s it!

Kawajai: NO NO NO! The ref waives it as Grier rolls under the bottom rope at the last possible second! He wasn’t about to let his shot at the championship slip through his fingers so easily! He’s clearly still a bit worse for wear as he drags himself up to a knee BUT HERE COMES O’HARA! A SUPERKICK TO THE SIDE OF THE KNEELING GRIER’S HEAD DROPS HIM ONCE AGAIN! THE CHAMPION HOOKS THE LEG!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE! TWOOOOOOOO!

Nick Angel: Grier’s shoulder shoots up off the mat just after the conclusion of the two-count! A betting man would put money on the fact that Jamie wants to end this as soon as possible, even if he *does* know the sort of stock Grier is made of. The man who wins still has to compete in another match tonight, against Chris Elite who only has that one contest to worry about! Every minute these men spend here is another point against them when they walk into that main event against a fresh opponent! Jamie gets up to his feet and glares down at Lars, who rolls onto his side before trying to pull himself to his feet. O’Hara hastily makes his way toward the corner and hops up onto the top rope, where he looks on as Grier is getting steady on his feet! What the hell is he thinking?!

Jamie O’Hara (off-mic): IT’S F*CKING OVER, LARS!

Kawajai: Ohhhhhh, that can’t bode well for Grier! O’Hara leaps…IN EXCELSIS, FROM THE TOP GODDAMN ROPE!

Nick Angel: *HOW IN THE HELL?!* THE POWER GAME OF GRIER IS BEING FLAUNTED HERE AS HE CATCHES O’HARA ON HIS SHOULDERS! HE INTERCEPTS A SUREFIRE MATCH-ENDER AND SPINS JAMIE OUT INTO A SITOUT POWERBOMB, MY GOD! STARFALL CONNECTS! THE RANA PIN IS LOCKED IN AND HERE COMES THE COUNT!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE! TWOOOOOOOOOO!

Kawajai: We’re still going! That counter out of absolutely nowhere might’ve stunned the hell out of the champ, but both of these men are still hanging in there! O’Hara lurches up to a seated position, one hand clasping the small of his back. That’s the area that took the brunt of the impact from the Starfall! Grier stomps over and heaves the champ up before DRIVING him right back down with a painful-looking tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Lars definitely seems to have his faculties back and he’s making the most of it by manhandling the defending champion here! He follows up that backbreaker with a pendulum backbreaker submission, trying to fold the spine of O’Hara over his knee in the most painful fashion possible! Jamie is doing what he can to break free, to no avail! He’s trying to pry away the hands of Lars, but it’s just not working! Jamie’s gonna have to think of something — OH! There it goes! O’Hara swings a knee up into the temple of Grier, and though it doesn’t get him to let go, it does stun him! There’s another knee! And another! How in the hell has Grier not let go?! The core strength of O’Hara on display here as he kicks both legs up and wraps them around the neck of Grier! It looks like he’s got a Koji clutch variation locked in here! He’s just hanging there trying to choke Lars out, and goddamnit, it just might work!

Nick Angel: O’Hara’s definitely not about to relent! Somehow, someway, Grier is able to rise up to his feet with Jamie STILL hanging onto him and trying to choke the life out of him! He’d better find a way out quick before he starts to fade! Jamie seamlessly transitions into a hanging triangle choke! Lars is beginning to stagger, and that tells me the challenger may start to fade! He — I SPOKE TOO SOON! GRIER SWINGS O’HARA OFF TO THE SIDE, CAUSING THE CHAMP’S HEAD TO SMACK INTO THAT TAUT RING ROPE! JAMIE FALLS! This is the reprieve Lars was waiting for! He drops down to a knee, coughing up a storm and holding onto his throat with one hand! Grier is breathing heavily and he’s had ENOUGH! He hauls himself up to a vertical base and plucks the champion from the mat! He heaves the Australian up into a pumphandle lift…MUNNIN’S VISION! That patented pumphandle neckbreaker spikes the champion, and Kawa, you KNOW what comes next!

Kawajai: Grier NEVER pins after that, but it’s generally a pretty decent omen that the end is near! Grier takes several steps back into the corner, staring O’Hara down as the champion rolls up to a seated position and clutches the back of his neck. Breathing heavily, he shakily rises to his feet at last. Grier lets out a primal roar and charges out of the corner with a full head of steam! THIS RAVENSBEAK IS ABOUT TO RIP JAMIE IN HALF–

Nick Angel: IN EXCELSIS TO THE TOP OF LARS’ HEAD! DEAR GOD! THE CHALLENGER WAS RUSHING IN FOR THAT MAMMOTH SPEAR HE USES TO END MATCHES, AND O’HARA CAUGHT HIM AT THE LAST SECOND! DOMEPIECE, MEET KNEE! GRIER’S NIGHT COULD BE OVER! THIS CROWD IS ON ITS FEET AS O’HARA HEAVES THE BIGGER MAN ONTO HIS BACK AND HOOKS THE LEG! HERE COMES THE COUNT!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE! TWOOOOOOOOOOO! THREEEEEEEEEEEE!

Kawajai: GRIER KICKS OUT! O’Hara’s eyes have gone wide, he can’t believe this! That bicycle knee has put away a whole host of top-tier Elitists, and Lars Grier is refusing to stay down! The champion is breathing heavily as he stands up, stooping to try and pull the much heavier Grier up as well. Jamie slaps on a front suplex lift, and I think he might be going for a lesser-known move of his, the Kings Regnum! If In Excelsis didn’t finish Lars off, this suplex into a double-knee backbreaker juuuuuust might! He hauls Lars up — GRIER IS FIGHTING IT! HE’S FIGHTING BACK WITH ALL HE’S GOT, DROPPING ONE CLOSED-FISTED SHOT AFTER ANOTHER RIGHT DOWN ONTO THE TOP OF JAMIE’S HEAD! O’HARA LETS HIM GO AND GRIER SLIPS DOWN, STANDING RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE CHAMPION! JESUS! HE NAILS O’HARA WITH A *NASTY* CLOSE QUARTERS YAKUZA KICK, AND JAMIE FALLS TO THE MAT LIKE A TON OF BRICKS! GRIER HEAVES O’HARA UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS IN AN INVERTED FIREMAN’S CARRY! HERE IT COMES! NEVERMOOOOOOORE! GRIER DROPS THAT INVERTED FIREMAN’S CARRY DOWN INTO A KNEE LIFT TO THE BACK OF JAMIE’S HEAD! HE COULD BE DONE FOR!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO! THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Nick Angel: THE CHAMP IS STILL IN THIS! Frustration might be beginning to take over for Grier now, but he can’t let it get the better of him. He can’t afford to have a clouded mind now that this match has shifted into overdrive! O’Hara rolls over onto his stomach before pushing his way up onto one knee, clutching his midsection in pain. Grier looms over the titleholder now, grabbing him by the back of his neck to try to pull him up to his feet — BAD IDEA! O’Hara nails him with a vicious forearm strike, creating some much-needed space between the two! Jamie agonizingly gets up to a vertical base. He glances at Lars, who’s just starting to get steady on his feet after having been clocked by that forearm before Jamie takes off and runs toward the ropes! He rebounds, picking up speed as he comes hurdling back in Grier’s direction–

Kawajai: RAVENSBEAK, ON THE F*CKING MONEY! I DON’T KNOW WHAT JAMIE HAD IN MIND, BUT I DON’T THINK IT MATTERS MUCH NOW! THAT SPEAR RIPPED HIM IN HALF AND TURNED THE CHAMPION INSIDE OUT! GOD AS MY WITNESS, WE’RE ABOUT TO CROWN A NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! 323 DAYS IS WHERE IT ENDS! GRIER DROPS DOWN AND HOOKS THE LEG!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO! THREEEEEEEEEEEE!

Nick Angel: GRIER HAS DONE IT! WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!

Kawajai: STOP THE PRESSES, THE REFEREE IS WAIVING IT OFF! HE’S POINTING TO THE FOOT OF O’HARA ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! THIS PLACE JUST ABOUT EXPLODED! THEY THOUGHT JAMIE O’HARA’S MONUMENTAL RUN ATOP VOLTAGE WAS OVER! LARS GRIER IS LOSING HIS MIND! HE’S ABSOLUTELY LIVID AS HE FORCES O’HARA UP TO HIS FEET AND HEAVES HIM BACK UP INTO POSITION FOR A SECOND NEVERMORE! IF THIS CONNECTS, FOR ALL THE FAKEOUTS WE’VE HAD, IT HAS TO *REALLY* BE THE END! O’HARA IS UP ON GRIER’S SHOULDERS —

Nick Angel: O’HARA WRIGGLES FREE! HE SLIPS DOWN! F*CKING HELL, A JUMPING HEEL KICK CONNECTS, BLOODYING THE NOSE OF GRIER AND THROWING HIM FOR A LOOP! I DON’T KNOW WHERE O’HARA IS PULLING THIS NEW WIND FROM! GRIER STUMBLES AWAY AND DROPS TO ONE KNEE, BUT O’HARA IS QUICK TO REEL HIM BACK IN! HE LATCHES ONTO THE WRIST OF GRIER!

Kawajai: KIIIIIIIIIINGSLAYER! O’HARA DRIVES HIS KNEE RIGHT INTO THE JAW OF GRIER, AND I COULD’VE SWORN I SAW LARS’ EYES ROLL BACK IN HIS HEAD! THAT’S IT! O’HARA DROPS TO HIS KNEES BEFORE FALLING INTO THE COVER! HE’S GOT BOTH LEGS HOOKED! HERE COMES THE OFFICIAL’S COUNT!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEE! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! THREEEEEEEEEEEE–

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

(DING! DING! DING!)

(“Kashmir” hits again, almost partially drowned out by the emphatic cheers of the crowd. A fatigued Jamie O’Hara stumbles up to his feet as the official retrieves the World Heavyweight Championship from ringside. He hands it off to O’Hara, who raises it in one hand as the referee raises the other.)

Rebecca Sawyer: HEEEEEEEEERE IS YOUR WINNER…AND *STILL* THE EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…JAMIEEEEEEEEEE OOOOOOO’HAAAAAARRRRAAAAAA!

Nick Angel: There was no doubt in my mind that these two men would throw everything they had at each other! From bell to bell, it just radiated off of them how badly they wanted to be here. Lars Grier wanted so badly to become champion, and Jamie O’Hara wanted even more to remain champion.

Kawajai: Hats off to Grier for playing an *almost* perfect game, but they don’t call O’Hara “Once in a Century” for nothing! He showcased tonight exactly why he’s been World Heavyweight Champion for 323 days, and if he keeps this up? We might see 323 more. For now, he’s got another match to get ready for.

(Jamie rolls under the bottom rope and exits the ring. He walks over to the barricade, where Consuela leans over to hug him. He leans over to share a quick kiss and a few words with Cameron before making his way up the ramp as Brooklyn Heights fades to commercial break.)

(COMMERCIAL: If you are a female and are thinking you might be pregnant, pick up a Carlos Rosso Pregnancy Test today! Scientifically proven to test if you’re late within 24 hours!)

(COMMERCIAL: 30 men. One winner. Who will secure their Pain For Pride spot? The Grand Rampage returns March 31st! Tune in and find out who will be the next Elitist to win this annual tradition!)

(We return to ringside as we do a quick pan through the crowd, showing the EFL Brooklyn Bombers in attendance ready to see more of the show!)

DING! DING! DING! )

Rebecca Sawyer: This next up match, is an exhibition contest scheduled for ONE FALL!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!

Rebecca Sawyer: Introducing first… hailing from Pawtucket, Rhode Island weighing in tonight at 226 POUNDS… ‘THE INEFFABLE”, AHHHHREEEEEEEEEENN FORUNNIEEEEEEEEERR!!!

( The crowd immediately responds with a chorus of boos as “Don’t Be Nice” by Watsky plays on the sound system. Soon after, Ahren Fournier walks out holding middle fingers up to the heckling fans, and he makes his nonchalaunt casual stroll to the ring. )

Nick Angel: What a month February has been for this man huh Kawa?

Kawajai: In a matter of weeks upon joining Voltage this man has managed to hold up against the absolute best that EAW has to offer – on both a current, and all time scale! A valiant showing in his match with Jamie O’Hara, a competitive couple of matches with the one and only Mr. DEDEDE, and last week he even managed to secure a pin fall victory by hook or by crook!

Nick Angel: Fournier isn’t necessarily concerned with playing fair, his goal seems to be becoming the World Heavyweight Championship, and considering the title scene on Voltage right now as we speak this is truly becoming ANYBODY’S game!

( Ahren warms up in the ring as his music dies down, and the crowd begins to cheer in excitement as they await Ahren’s opponent. )

( “Icon” by Jaden Smith plays as the crowd unanimously roars in applause. Mr. DEDEDE walks out through the billowing smoke on the stage, wearing his “Eye In The Sky” Newaza Rashguard attire, amped up and ready to go. )

Nick Angel: THE FANS ARE ON THEIR FEET!

Rebecca Sayer: And his opponent… from Calabasas, California, weighing in tonight at 229 POUNDS… “THE GAAAAAAAWD”, MISTEEEEEEEER DEEEEEDEEEEEEEEEEEEDEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

( DDD stops at the center of the ramp to do his signature ”corna” taunt, cueing fireworks to rocket from the stage. DDD continues his entrance hi-fiving fans on his way to the ring and soaking up the Brooklyn support. )

Kawajai: I got a chance to talk to DDD for a brief moment this morning and you can just tell by being in the same room with him that he has so many things going on at once! EAW Chairman, an active competitor, he’s got businesses and is a patriarchal leader to his family; the fact that DDD is still this competitively driven is completely insane! He’s been treading this match with Fournier like it’s a Pain for Pride headliner for the World Title –

Nick Angel: And you know what Kawa? As much as that says about DDD, that also says a WHOLE LOT about Fournier. Ahren spent the last two weeks getting the upper hand over him; the first week he left DDD bleeding and on the floor! The following week he managed to pin DDD right in the middle of the ring. DDD never takes losses lying down, and you can just tell by the look on his face that he’s ready to kick this thing up a notch.

( DDD and Ahren are in the ring smack talking as “Icon” dies down, and DDD points to the audience where a row of fans are holding massive signs that spell out “#GAWDSPLAN”. Ahren brushes it off, and the referee signals for the bell. )

( DING! DING! DING! )

Nick Angel: The competitive spirit in this ring is palpable! Ahren Fournier, fully confident in his abilities, circles the ring with the GOAT! Fournier quickly shoots for the waistlock and manages to snag in a rear waistlock, looking to follow it up with a snug headlock from behind. DDD looks to pry apart the headlock with his bare hands, but he also delivers a stomp to the foot and does a nice wrist snatch converting into a hammerlock – only to follow up with a snug headlock of his own! Ahren does his best to maneuver himself and his opponent over to the ropes, and he pushes a boot off the ropes to get momentum behind shoving DDD out of the headlock from behind. He manages to free himself from the hold – OH!!!! AND AHREN SMACKS THE BACK OF DDD’S HEAD!!!

( The crowd gasps, and DDD stops dead in his tracks only to slowly turn around with a deathly glare )

Kawajai: Bad move kiddo! DDD does not look happy about that disrespectful gesture at all! Not much love lost between these two if we wanna be frank, Ahren has shown he’s willing to “bring it” to DDD in every level – whether it be competitively, trash talking, or getting just straight physical and brutal! Now DDD gets into Ahrens face, and SHOVES him back! Ahren rushes right at DDD, BUT DDD CATCHES HIM OFF GUARD WITH A DIZZYING SLAP TO THE FACE! GOOD GOSH THAT TOTALLY PAN HANDLED HIM! AHREN’S KNOCKED FOR A BIT OF A LOOP HERE, AND DDD FOLLOWS UP WITH A SERIES OF RIGHT HANDS! I’ve eaten these shots before, they’re what used to be referred to as “The People’s Punches”, and DDD follows up by raising that right to the fans and going for a KNOCKDOWN HAYMAKER! THAT SENDS AHREN FOURNIER THROUGH THE ROPES! Ahren was just sent out of the ring by that shot and he’s trying to recover using the barricade, stumbling along ringside here as DDD springs over the ropes to drop down to ringside. And DDD RUSHES RIGHT FOR AHREN AND CLOBBERS HIM WITH A CHARGING LARIAT SENDING HIM OVER THE BARRICADE AND INTO THE BROOKLYN CROWD!!!

Nick Angel: THE FANS CLEAR THEIR SEATS, AND DDD DOESN’T EVEN HESITATE FOR A SECOND, HE CLIMBS UP THE BARRICADE AND IS LOOKING DOWN AT A RECOVERING FOURNIER …. “VINTAGE” DEDEDE OFF THE BARRICADE!!! DIVING SOMERSAULT SENTON SENDS FOURNIER INTO A ROW OF CHAIRS!!! THESE FANS ARE GETTING MORE THAN THEIR MONEY’S WORTH, THEY’RE CROWDING AROUND DDD CHEERING HIM ON WHILE DDD LIFTS UP THAT DOUBLE CORNA TAUNT!

Ref: 1!!!! 2!!!!

Kawajai: DDD peels Fournier off of the chairs and slings him back over the barricade, and DDD slowly climbs over the barricade to follow him and track his movements. Ahren crawls over to the apron at the bottom of the ramp, and DDD goes after him – only to be caught off guard with a sidekick to the midsection! Now a low superkick to the quad! That brings DDD down to a knee, and Ahren follows up grabbing him by the head and BASHING him head first into the apron!

Ref: 6!!!! 7!!!!

Nick Angel: DDD holds his face while he’s leaned over the apron in agony, and AHREN FOLLOWS UP WITH AN APRON TIGER FEINT KICK!!! BRILLIANT 619 VARIATION THAT SENDS DDD TO THE FLOOR, AND BREAKS THE REFEREE’S COUNT AT THE SAME TIME! In one motion Ahren’s back on his feet, watching DDD recover over at the bottom of the ramp, and just as DDD regains his footing Ahren sends a right hand! AND DDD RESPONDS WITH A SPINNING BACKFIST!!! AHREN CATCHES IT WITH A SUPERKICK, AND DDD STARTS CLUTCHING THAT HURT RIGHT SHOULDER! DDD CLUTCHES THE SHOULDER, AND AHREN SNATCHES THAT BAD ARM AND USES TO DELIVER THE CLIMAX!!! RIP-CORD KNEE STRIKE, SENDING DDD FLAT ON HIS BACK, LAYING ON THE RAMP! NOW AHREN RUSHES BACK IN AND ALLOWS THE REFEREE TO MAKE HIS COUNT!

Ref: 1!!!

Kawajai: Wait a minute, isn’t this somewhat hypocritical of Ahren? Wasn’t he the main guy who had a problem with Mr. DEDEDE being able to beat him by count out in the first place???

Ref: 2!!!

Nick Angel: He definitely didn’t see it as a credible victory, but then again I don’t think Ahren strikes me as the type of guy who necessarily cares what you think, or if anyone thinks he’s a “hypocrite” or not. Winning is the most important thing to him, and as the referee’s count hits “5” he may very well be on the way to another win… DDD is trying his best to crawl back into the ring, the ref’s count is up to 6 now.

Ref: 7!!!! ………..

Kawajai: And DDD shoots himself under the bottom rope to slide in the ring, but just as Ahren comes right after him DDD charges right out of it by shooting himself under the perpendicular ropes and dropping back to ringside to a knee. DDD tries to loosen up that right arm now, smart game plan by The Gawd who knew that rushing back into the ring would have just meant feeding himself to Fournier. Now Ahren steps onto the apron and delivers an ELBOW DROP from the apron, spiking the head of Mr. DEDEDE. DDD stumbles into the barricade and Ahren comes back over to DDD to lean him back over the barricade, and deliver a WICKED KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO THE CHEST!!! Now Ahren tells a heckling fan to – uh – “F off” and delivers an EVEN LOUDER KNIFE EDGE CHOP! DDD FOLLOWS UP WITH A HEADBUTT IN RESPONSE! BUT AHREN REPLIES WITH A KNEE TO THE MIDSECTION! Ahren opts now to snatch the wrist of the 6 time World Champion and deliver a HARD IRISH WHIP INTO THE APRON!!!! BUT DDD SPRINGS UP ONTO THE APRON! AHREN TRIPES TO SWIPE HIM BY THE LEGS, BUT DDD JUMPS OVER THE ARM AND HITS A BIG KICK TO THE FACE! The referee is asking DDD to bring it back into the ring, and DDD obliges – hopping over the ropes and rushing back into the ring … JUST TO SPRINT ACROSS AND RUN THE ROPES, LOOKING TO CHARGE TOWARDS AHREN WHO’S NOW RUSHED HIMSELF ONTO THE APRON…. AND AHREN’S RIGHT IN THE LINE OF FIRE, DDD WITH A SPEEEEEEEEEEEEARRRRRRRRRRR!!!

Nick Angel: AHREN WITH THE SIDE STEP! AHREN BRILLIANTLY JUMPS OUT OF THE WAY, AND HE HITS A RUNNING KNEE STRIKE TO THE TEMPLE JUST AS DDD IS DRAPED OVER THE MIDDLE ROPE! My gosh that was such a hard impact, and DDD isn’t necessarily any strangers to concussions either, that may have just put his lights out! Ahren however looks far from done, he drags DDD by the head back over the middle rope and delivers a NASTY ROPE-AIDED NECKBREAKER!!! GOD DDD’S NECK BOUNCES OFF OF THAT ROPE WITH A PARTICULARLY UGLY TORQUE, AND AHREN FOLLOWS UP BY ROLLING INTO THE RING TO HOOK BOTH LEGS!

Ref: OOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOO-

Kawajai: Mr. DEDEDE shoots the shoulder up! Ahren decides to drag DDD away from the ropes and reposition him by dragging him by the bad right arm, before STOMPING right on the right bicep, and dropping back over him for a lateral press!

Ref: OOOOOOOOOOOOONE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Nick Angel: Kickout by DDD! Ahren’s takes a second to breathe, but follows up with a couple of well placed knee drops on the EAW Chairman, sending precise knees down on different parts of the body. Ahren Fournier shows no restraint sometimes, when he’s on the offensive he will literally innovate ways to deliver as much punishment as he possibly can. He’s an accomplished EAW Hardcore Champion, so he’s already proven he can lead in divisions that specialize in creativity and innovative offense. DDD of course is also a two-time EAW Hardcore Champion, as Ahren delivers a BRUTAL SHOOT KICK TO THE SPINE! And Ahren’s applying a behind-the-head hammerlock with that right arm, forcing DDD to fight for a vertical base literally from the ground up. This crowd claps away, trying to will DDD on to fight his way back up to both feet… DDD manages to get up to one knee …. now at both feet! But Ahren with another shoot kick brings DDD down to both knees! And how Ahren follows up with a STOMP TO THE CALF! NOW A SHOOT KICK TO THE RIBS! DDD being battered by ridiculously loud shots here… now Ahren opts to re-wrench that damaged arm and drag DDD up to his feet…. ONLY TO DO A JUMPING ARM-SCISSORS TAKEDOWN INTO THE CROSS ARMBREAKER!!!!! BUT DDD COUNTERS WITH A CARTWHEEL!!!! UNBELIEVABLE!!!! AHREN IS TAKEN ABACK FOR A SPLIT SECOND, BUT HE SPRINTS AT A KNEELING DDD WITH A BIG BOOT! BUT DDD IN ONE MOTION SIDE STEPS THE BOOT AND CATCHES AHREN WITH A BRUTAL LEFT TO THE MOUTH!!! THAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN A TOOTH THAT WENT FLYING OUT OF HIS MOUTH! DAMN THAT WAS SOME ULTRA INSTINCT LEVEL SHIT!

Kawajai: DDD FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A ROLLING BACKFIST!!! BANG!!!! THAT SENDS AHREN FLOPPING TO THE GROUND, AND DDD DROPS OVER HIM FOR THE COVER!

Ref: OOOOOOOOOOOOONE!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Nick Angel: AHREN FOURNIER KICKS OUT! I swear man, you can’t even give this guy an inch! Hell – you could argue Ahren DIDN’T give him an inch! DDD simply created the opportunity out of thin air and now he’s delivered on some big offense. LOOKS LIKE IT MIGHT BE GETTING EVEN BIGGER … DDD’s leaning over a corner slapping feeling into his right arm here, while Ahren Fournier is using a turnbuckle of his own to recover… and JUST AS AREN’S BACK UP TO HIS FEET, DDD SPRINTS AT AHREN WITH RIDICULOUS SPEED!!! AND DELIVERS THE RRRRRRAPTUREEEEEEEE!!!! HELLUVA KICK, DAMN NEAR SENDING AHREN OVER THE RING POST, BUT DDD LITERALLY CATCHES HIM BY THE TRUNKS TO SAVE HIM FROM FALLING OUT OF THE RING, AND FLINGS AHREN TO THE GROUND! NOW DDD STEPS ONTO THE APRON … WHICH, I KID YOU NOT, SENDS A FEELING THAT FELT LIKE A JOLT OF ADRENALINE INTO THE CROWD, BECAUSE MR. DEDEDE IS TAKING THE CLIMB AND IS NOW PERCHED UP ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! AHREN FOURNIER IS DEAD IN THE DROP-ZONE, AND THERE IT IS!!!!! NORTH STAR!!!!!!! WITH PERFECT FORM!!!!

Kawajai: AHREN RUSHES OUT OF THE WAY!!!! HOLY HELL – DDD STICKS THE LANDING!!! DDD STICKS THE LANDING AND ROLLS THROUGH ON HIS SHOULDERS TO CUSHION THE MOMENTUM! DDD BACK UP – BUT FOURNIER RUSHES UP TO HIM FROM BEHIND! O’CONNOR ROLL PIN FROM FOURNIER!!!! HE’S GOT THE DAMNED HOOK OF THE TIGHTS AGAIN!!! REF!!! REF!!!!

Ref: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-

Nick Angel: NO THE REF STOPS THE COUNT! THE OFFICIAL SPOTTED THE TIGHTS THIS TIME, AND AN IRATE AND UTTERLY APOPLECTIC AHREN FOURNIER DEMANDS ANSWERS!

( Ahren gets into a shouting match with the official, and a large segment of the joyful crowd chants “THANK YOU REF!” while Ahren blows up on the official out of rage. )

Kawajai: Fournier wanted to have his cake and eat it too, but the official was able to make sure we didn’t get a repeat of what happened last week!

Nick Angel: OH AHREN GOES CRASHING INTO THE OFFICIAL! THE REF IS BACKED UP IN THE TURNBUCKLE, AND THAT’S BECAUSE DDD’S GOT AHREN BY THE WAISTLOCK – AND NOW DELIVERS AN O’CONNOR ROLL OF HIS OWN ON AHREN FOURNIER! AND HE CONVERTS THE O’CONNOR ROLL INTO A CROSS ARMBREAKER!!!! AHREN IS SWINGING EVERY LIMB VOCIFEROUSLY, TRYING TO FIND SOME FORM OF ESCAPE! DDD’S GOT THAT HOLD IN, BUT AHREN HAS ALSO MANAGED TO FIGHT, AND I DO MEAN FIGHT FOR SOME LEVERAGE … AND AHREN HAMMERFISTS AWAY AT THE HURT RIGHT SHOULDER OF DDD! AHREN MANAGES TO USE THE LEVERAGE AND THAT FREE ARM TO WORSEN THE SHOULDER, AND FREES HIMSELF IN THE PROCESS!

Kawajai: Those were instincts well beyond his years, I’ve got to commend Fournier for being able to react under this level of pressure! Ahren and DDD recover rather quickly, but definitely showing signs of fatigue. Now the two SIMULTANEOUSLY club each other with right hands! Ahren’s stumbles backwards, but DDD grabs ahold of the wrist only for Ahren to counter with his own wrist lock, into ANOTHER RIPCORD KNEE-STRIKE , BUT THIS TIME TO THE DAMAGED SHOULDER!!! HE COULD HAVE JUST KNOCKED THAT SHOULDER CLEAN OUT OF ITS SOCKET!!! DDD DROPS TO THE MAT CLUTCHING HIS ARM IN PAIN, AND AHREN FOLLOWS UP WITH A MOVE HE CALLS “GET FUCKED”!!! BRUTAL, BRUTAL, BRUTAL KICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD, LEAVING DDD NO CHOICE BUT TO FALL RIGHT ON HIS FACE! THAT’S IT, HE’S DONE, HIS LIGHTS ARE OUT! AHREN DROPS OVER HIM WITH THE COVER!

Ref: OOOOOOOOOOOOONE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

( Mr. DEDEDE drops his boot over the bottom rope. )

Ref: THRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Kawajai: HE GOT IT!

Nick Angel: NO HE DIDN’T! THE REFEREE STOPPED HIMSELF JUST A NANOSECOND AFTER HITTING THE MAT, AND HE WAVES OFF THE PIN YET AGAIN! Ahren Fournier got too overzealous Kawa! He was so focused on hitting DDD as hard as he can that he completely disregarded the in-ring placement, and the referee is now trying to explain to Fournier that DDD’s foot was on the bottom rope! Fournier is NOT having it, for as fatigued and as exhausted as he is, he’s gnashing his teeth and is about ready to pull his hair out! Fournier is ALL OVER the official, making his case known, but EAW officials aren’t prone to back down on their decision so easily!

Kawajai: Too much time, Ahren’s giving DDD too much time already! DDD’s got sweat pouring from his face and dripping to the mat, his body is racked with pain but you can definitely tell his mind and his heart are both very well still in this. Fournier goes back over to DDD and is spewing all kinds of hatred and disrespect. Fournier slaps DDD over the back of his head several times, and he inhales in one nostril just to SPIT A SNOT ROCKET RIGHT AT DDD’S HEAD! Nothing but pure, unadulterated disdain for his opponent, for our Chairman, for the man that signs his checks! Ahren just doesn’t care at all! DDD’s up to one knee, wiping Ahren’s snot out of his hair with the only good arm that he has, and Ahren tilts DDD’s head up to SLAP HIM ACROSS THE FACE! AND NOW AHREN HOVERS OVER HIM WITH A BALLISTIC ASSAULT OF RIGHT HANDS! JUST THROWING THOSE BOMBS OVER AND OVER AGAIN, RAPIDFIRE FISTS HAMMERING OVER THE HEAD, UNTIL THE REF HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO STEP IN!

Ref: 1!!! 2!!! 3!!! 4!!!!

Ahren: I HAVE TILL FIVE BITCH!!

Nick Angel: And Ahren gets a verbal citation from the official for his conduct. Something tells me Ahren couldn’t give a damn about any of that! Now he goes back over to DDD and pulls him up —

Kawajai: GRAND SLAM!!!!!!!!!!! GRAND SLAM!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHERE DID THAT COME FROM!?!?

Nick Angel: DDD DRILLING FOURNIER INTO THE MAT, OFF OF INSTINCT, OFF OF REFLEX, I DON’T KNOW! BUT THIS CROWD IS LOSING THEIR MINDS OVER IT, AND DDD STIRS FOR A BIT, BARELY KNOWING HOW TO RESPOND …. AND NOW DROPS OVER INTO THE COVER! HOOK OF THE LEG WITH ALL THAT HE HAS!

Ref: OOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

( DING! DING! DING! )

( “Icon” by Jaden Smith hits, and DDD pumps his left fist before laying back, favoring his damaged right arm with a glazed over look in his eyes )

Rebecca Sawyer: HERE IS YOUR WINNERR…. MISTEEEEEEEEEER DEEEEEEEEE DEEEEEEE DEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Nick Angel: Don’t blink, you just might win something! What an abrupt finish from out of nowhere, to cap off what was a FANTASTIC contest!

Kawajai: It was a BATTLE Nick, plain and simple! There was definitely some incredible action and showmanship, but this thing devolved into a test of survival! Ahren Fournier, despite his rather unsavory attitudes and opinions, should absolutely be proud of a showing like this. Performances like this in a city as famous as New York City – these are CAREER MAKING matches!

Nick Angel: DDD has a knack for making his opponents better just by being in the ring with them, and he just brought the best out of an already great competitor here in Brooklyn.

( DDD rolls to the apron and has his arm raised by the referee, and he gingerly steps off the apron and limps over to front row fans to celebrate with them. DDD heads behind the announce booth and daps up Odell Beckham Jr who’s stood at the front row, and he poses for selfies with OBJ and a group of kids before taking his leave. )

Kawajai: New York City has seen classic after classic after classic from this man, and as he celebrates after yet another memorable showing inquiring minds must wonder: what’s next for The Gawd?

(Special Performance: New York natives Fabolous and Jadakiss take the stage to perform their hit single “Stand Up”!)

Rebecca Sawyer: The following 6-man contest is a tag team match and is set for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Rebecca Sawyer: If any member of Moongoose McQueen’s team is pinned, Carlos Rosso will be the new EAW Interwire Champion!

(“Wild Boys” by Duran Duran plays from the arena speakers as The Wild Boyz are welcomed with a blare of boos from the arena. Stephanie Matsuda is behind them, giving the Boyz some motivating words before their match. They stop at right before the ramp and their music stops.)

Rebecca Sawyer: Introducing first, accompanied by the 2018 Iconic Cup Holder Stephanie Matsuda, at a combined weight of 350 pounds, from Rancho Cucamonga, California…the team of Billy and Jimmy Wilde, the WILD BOOOOYYYYZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(“Kaze Ni Nare” by Ayumi Nakamura bursts as a focused Carlos Rosso joins his stablemates for a mini pep talk. The crowd bursts with boos as they walk towards the ring.)

Rebecca Sawyer: …And their partner, from Baton Rouge, Louisiana, weighing 225 pounds……….CARLLLLLOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSS ROOOSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Nick Angel: Carlos Rosso, The Boys, and Stephanie Matsuda look incredibly ready for their bout tonight! They aren’t playing games here, Kawa! Carlos is depending on his teammates here to help him get the win.

Kawajai: Exactly, Nick! Any victory from Carlos’ side will result in him reclaiming the Interwire Title, but if anyone on his side loses, then it’s game over for The Red Storm!

(“Psyched Out” by The Supersuckers blasts through the arena speakers as Ryan Wilson, dressed like one The Boys, comes out with Boy #1. The crowd gives them mixed reactions as they walk all the way to the middle of the ramp.)

Rebecca Sawyer: And their opponents, the team of Boy #1 and RYAAANNNNNNNNNN WILLLLSSSOOOOOOONNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Suddenly, “Ready to Die/ Party Party Party” Remix by Andrew W.K. plays and the crowd goes wild! They cheer as Moongoose McQueen walks out into the arena and joins his teammates, more focused and flamboyant than ever.)

Rebecca Sawyer: And their partner, from Austin, Texas, weighing 224 pounds……..He is the EAW Interwire Champion, MOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNGGOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSEEEEEEEE MCQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nick Angel: And the crowd goes wild for the reigning Interwire champion! Moongoose has the same worries and dependency on his teammates that Carlos has. His title is on the line, even if he’s not the one being pinned here, so I’m sure he gave his teammates a stern talking to before the match started.

Kawajai: I wouldn’t doubt that at all. Ryan and Boy #1 are matching, showing that both men are invested in this team and carrying themselves to victory. However, they have a huge obstacle in the way and they’re looking right at them too!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Nick Angel: And the match begins with Ryan Wilson and Billy Wilde! Both men start off with a test of strength but Billy Wilde is quick to kick Ryan right in the gut. Billy knows that he has the advantage when the match is towards a faster pace, so he goes for a dropkick immediately after! Ryan gets up and gets hit with another dropkick! And another!…And another! It’s dropkick city up in this b-

Kawajai: Nick! Ryan rolls back, gets up toward towards his team corner and lures Billy towards his side. Billy attempts a flying forearm smash, but Ryan moves right in time, tagging in Boy #1! Oh man! Billy Wilde hits the corner and is hit with a devastating kick right after! Billy Wilde is down on the ground here while Boy #1 tags Ryan back in for an amazing moonsault! It hits! Wilson quickly goes for the cover here!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!….

Nick Angel: Quick kick out from Billy Wilde! I think Ryan was hoping to get a quick pin here, but his plan wasn’t really that successful. Ryan grabs Billy Wilde up and sends him towards the ropes, Ryan goes for a calf kick but Billy held on to the ropes! Ryan gets back up and runs towards Billy Wilde, but Wilde dodges and Wilson goes flying off the ropes! Billy quickly tags in his brother Jimmy and both men run the ropes for a double suicide dive!

Kawajai: We are witnessing some amazing teamwork here, Nick, but I don’t think Boy #1 agrees! Boy #1 tries to attack the Wilde Boyz, but he gets a double superkick! WOW! The Boyz now roll Ryan back into the ring. MOONGOOSE MCQUEEN TAKES OUT BILLY WILDE WITH A SUPERKICK OF HIS OWN! CARLOS ROSSO NOW GETS INTO THE MIX, OBVIOUSLY UPSET WITH MCQUEEN’S ACTIONS. Carlos backs up and waits towards the ropes, realizing Moongoose’s intentions. Meanwhile, Jimmy Wilde takes over the work while Stephanie yells out orders to him!

Stephanie: Don’t let him recover, keep the advantage, Jimmy! Go at him with all you got!

Nick Angel: Jimmy follows those orders immediately and hits an elbow onto Ryan and him up! Ryan is now thrown towards the ropes and Jimmy hits a beautiful corkscrew elbow, taking out his opponent. Boy #1 has recovered and now is taunting Jimmy, asking for another super kick! Jimmy chooses to ignore the demand but seems tempted to do it. Now Moongoose joins in the taunting and distracts Jimmy for a few seconds, giving Ryan the opportunity to roll-up Jimmy! A schoolboy pin from Wilson!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!……….TWOO-

Kawajai: Jimmy kicks out! He’s shocked as Carlos yells at him for nearly losing the match there! Jimmy grabs Ryan and prepares a DDT, but a tired Wilson reverses the move for a neckbreaker! Both Moongoose and Carlos want to get into this match! Both Wilson and Wilde are trying to tag in their respective partners….AND MOONGOOSE IS TAGGED INTO THE MATCH! UH OH…AND NOW ROSSO IS IN TOO! BOTH MEN ARE NOW IN THE RING, READY TO COMPETE. HOWEVER, BOTH THE WILD BOYZ AND RYAN AND BOY #1 ARE IN THE RING TOO. THE CROWD IS READY FOR THIS BOUT, YOU CAN HEAR IT FROM THEIR LOUD CHEERING!

Nick Angel: THIS RING IS FULL OF CHAOS RIGHT NOW! BOTH PAIRS OF BOYS ARE ATTACKING EACH OTHER, TRYING TO GET THE UPPER HAND! RYAN GOES FOR LOU THEZ PRESS ON JIMMY! BILLY HITS BOY #1 WITH A CRITICAL HIT, A SUPERMAN PUNCH RIGHT IN THE JAW! THE REFEREE IS TRYING TO RESTORE PEACE HERE, BUT I’M NOT SURE IF HE’LL BE ABLE TO DO THAT!

Kawajai: Ryan and Billy look at each as they begin to fight and go over the ropes! The ring has cleared for the two men who have been looking at each other the whole time….and the match begins again! Carlos walks right into a backhand chop from Moongoose, but he returns the favor with a One Hit Kill! An overhand right hit to the jaw, taking Moongoose out for a second! Carlos kicks Moongoose right in the gut, possibly taking the air out of him. He’s not taking any risks this time. Rosso knows that McQueen is a tough competitor and can change the odds at any second. Rosso goes for a pin, yelling at the ref to comply.

Carlos Rosso: Hurry your sorry ass up and pin him already! If I lose this because of your granny legs, I’ll make sure this will be the last time you walk, bitch!

(The referee hurries and starts the pin.)

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!……….TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.-

Nick Angel: Kick out from Moongoose! Carlos picks him up by his hair, trying to intimidate the champion.

Carlos: STAY DOWN! YOU WON’T BEAT ME.

Kawajai: Smack! Moongoose hits Rosso on the knee and knees Rosso’s skull! WOW! THAT THUD COULD BE HEARD FROM ALL THE WAY HERE! Rosso is dazed and now Moongoose is trying to take advantage of the match with that opening. Moongoose keeps Carlos up and hits the Blackout, the inverted stomp facebreaker- no! Rosso stops Moongoose and goes for the Rosso Revolver, but Moongoose dodges and hits a missile dropkick to the back! Rosso is sent towards Jimmy Wilde, who’s now recovered! Ryan and Billy are fighting out in the crowd now, trying to even the odds for their respective teams!

Nick Angel: Moongoose is setting up Carlos, who is now is on his feet and hits the Space Oddity! The flying cross-body from the top rope connects, but what the hell! Jimmy Wilde tagged in before Rosso was hit and Moongoose doesn’t realize that! Moongoose quickly picks up Rosso and hits him with the Bohemian Rhapsody! THE SPINNING DOUBLE LEG FACE BUSTER! HE GOES FOR A PIN, BUT JIMMY WILDE QUICKLY STOPS HIM WITH A STOMP TO THE HEAD! Stephanie IS CHECKING UP ON CARLOS! JIMMY IS SETTING UP HIS WILDE SPLASH, THE 630 SENTON…AND HE HI- NO! JIMMY MISSES AND HITS THE RING MAT! OUCH!

Kawajai: MOONGOOSE JUST DODGED RIGHT ON TIME AND PICKS UP JIMMY FOR ANOTHER BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY! HE GOES FOR THE PIN! EVERYONE IS DOWN OR DISTRACTED, IS IT OVER?!!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!……….TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!……..THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

(“Ready to Die/ Party Party Party” Remix by Andrew W.K. plays once again as Moongoose rolls out of the ring with the assistance of Boy #1. A tired Ryan eventually joins his team as The Boyz and Stephanie help out a knocked down Carlos.)

Rebecca Sawyer: Here is your winner, and still EAW Interwire Champion…..MOOOOOOOOONNNNNNGGGGGGOOOOOOOSSSSEEEEEEEE MCCCCQUUUUEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!

Nick Angel: MOONGOOSE DID IT! HE RETAINS THE TITLE! HE DIDN’T PIN CARLOS, BUT THE RULES ARE THE RULES, KAWA!

Kawajai: CAN MOONGOOSE REALLY SAY HE BEAT CARLOS THOUGH?! HE DIDN’T PIN CARLOS BUT RATHER JIMMY WILDE! WHATEVER WAY YOU SEE IT, MOONGOOSE COMES OUT VICTORIOUS!

Nick Angel: CARLOS IS BACK UP AND IS FURIOUS! I’M NOT SURE IF THIS IS OVER QUITE YET, KAWA!

Kawajai: I DON’T KNOW EITHER, NICK, BUT ONLY TIME WILL TELL! THE ZAIBATSU TASTING THEIR FIRST DEFEAT THIS WEEKEND FOLLOWING A SUCCESS AT THE ICONIC CUP! IS IT A SIGN OF THINGS TO COME WITH KEELAN?

(Ryan Wilson, feeling confident due to his victory with Moongoose, motions close to the ring and delivers a crotch chop in mockery of the Wild Boys. Stephanie Matsuda sees this and nearly abandons the Zaibatsu, making her way over to Ryan until Billy and Jimmy hold her back.)

(COMMERCIAL BREAK)

(We return to ringside as Cassidy Vega is seen standing by with a microphone in hand, walking around and smiling in front of the excited crowd. She stops in place and looks into the camera as she yells into the mic, trying to match the energy of the crowd so that she can be heard.)

Cassidy Vega: Alright – Can you hear me!? I can barely hear myself right now, jeez! It is absolutely CRAZY here in the Barclays Center and I’m not surprised as everyone in Brooklyn has been chomping at the bit to see this event! Voltage making their way to this area has been a long time coming and so far I must say we have not disappointed! Do you agree guys?

(The crowd shouts even louder to show their approval.)

Cassidy Vega: Kenny Drake has for sure done a great job at putting together a must see show with a stacked card and it has definitely gotten the attention of a lot of people in New York. Tons of major news outlets have been reporting on this huge weekend with many big names coming out to show their support, specifically for the hometown Elitist, Chris Elite! We’ve shown quite a few of them throughout tonight but there is one you may have missed that must be recognized. He’s a legendary record producer and a New York native……DAMON DASH!

(Cassidy Vega turns around and brings attention to Damon Dash who is seen sitting in the front row with a pair of shades on and a leather jacket, resting his head on his hand nonchalantly. He looks up at her, keeping his relaxed expression as he gives her a nod of acknowledgement.)

Damon Dash: Hey ma, what’s good?

Cassidy Vega: Uh, I-I’m doing well but this is not about me, let’s talk about you! It’s really telling of the kind of reach that EAW has for someone like you to come through and check out the shows! How has this big New York weekend been like? It must be the talk of the town! We had Empire in this building the other day which I certainly enjoyed, now we got Brooklyn Heights in full swing at the moment as we’re just coming off of that epic three on three for the Interwire title – what are your thoughts?

Damon Dash: Well I don’t really know much about “Empire” since I’m not fucking with Taraji P. Henson like that but as far as this little Brooklyn Heights show you got going on, it’s aight for sure. The wrestling has been dope I won’t lie but something about that three on three you were talking about got me feeling some type of way. I haven’t seen EAW in a few months so maybe it’s just common practice now but at first glance you guys got too many people on ya roster running around here with “boys” :dame:

Cassidy Vega: Come again?

Damon Dash: You heard me, Cassidy. Did you see the partners Carlos brought? He had those two dudes with the long hair and the colorful tights dancing around doing crotch chops – Carlos Rosso used to be the man back in the day, he was a real thorough guy, but he was looking funny in the light there. And don’t even get me started on those two guys helping the other man take off his robe. Who the hell was that guy again?

Cassidy Vega: Moongoose McQueen.

Damon Dash: Moongoose Mc…..QUEEN you say? That’s what he’s choosing to call himself? No. Heeeellllllll noooo. He can’t be around these parts with a name like that. Bad enough he’s out here acting like this is a circus show. I came out tonight to support the NY homie Chris Elite so I’m trying to be positive but this is throwing me off. I can let Carlos slide since he had the blasian shorty rocking out with the clique to balance things out, but I can’t let whatever that Captain Kangaroo looking motherfucker is doing get a pass. You letting him fight for the Interwire Championship? MAAANNNN. Thank God this is Brooklyn because If he was in Harlem he’d be holding no type of belts, we’d have to take that off him by force. As a matter of fact, you know what? *Damon pulls out his phone* Do you know what happens to guys like Moongoose? Do you KNOW what happens when I see suspect activity? …..Do you know, Cassidy!?

Cassidy Vega: No…..I do not.

Damon Dash: Well you’re about to find out, I’m sending a text right now to let everybody, Moongoose and them “boys” are banned from Harlem. I better not see them fruits again, Brooklyn is the closest they’re getting to my city, you hear me!?

Cassidy Vega: Are you serious?

Damon Dash: Like a heart attack, Cass! But wait a minute, while I have you. If anyone is interested in some genuine Jay Z plaques, hit me up after the show, I’ll be at my car —

Cassidy Vega: *moves the mic away from him* Hahaha…..well, it was great checking in with you Dame, have a good rest of the night, I hope you enjoy the show! Let’s take it away back to ringside!

(Cassidy Vega backs away and signals to the camera as the last shot we get is Damon Dash shouting down the row at Aria Jaxon who is also there trying to enjoy the event. He opens up his jacket to offer her an Aaliyah CD as she politely shakes her head.)

(A video recapping the feud between EAW New Breed Champion Finnegan Wakefield and challenger Nathan Fiora plays. We see Fiora issuing the challenge to Wakefield, their intense brawl on The Fiora Report, and a montage of the two racking up wins before we fade to ringside…)

(The camera transitions to the ring, where Rebecca Sawyer stands with a microphone in hand.)

Rebecca Sawyer: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!… AND IT IS FOR THE EAW NEW BREED CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!

(“The Reality” by Memphis May Fire blares throughout the Barclays Center as Nathan Fiora storms onto the stage in a flurry of rage. He looks around the arena with a snarl on his face and lets out a scream…)

Nathan Fiora (Off-Mic): BROOKLYN, THIS IS YOUR REALITY!

(A chorus of boos echo around the arena as Nathan saunters down the ramp with authority, talking smack on Finnegan Wakefield on his way to the ring.)

Rebecca Sawyer: Approaching the ring…… From Chicago, Illinois… WEIGHING IN AT 211 POUNDS… NNNAAAAATTTHHHAAAANNN FFFFIIIOOOORRRAAAAAAA!!!

Kawajai: Nathan Fiora is a man on a mission. Since his return from what many thought was a career-ending injury, he’s been steamrolling the competition on Voltage. Nathan ended 2017 strong with a win over the Hall of Famer Kevin Devastation, he’s made quick work of Abelard Becker, and now he’s gearing up for his biggest challenge yet!

Nick Angel: Absolutely right. Nathan Fiora certainly has the talent and the drive to succeed in this business, but we’ll see tonight if he’s got what it takes to be New Breed Champion!

(“Morning Glory” by Oasis hits the speakers to deafening cheers from the Brooklyn crowd as Finnegan Wakefield steps onto the stage with the New Breed Championship around his waist. He pops the collar on his jacket and walks down the ramp, hyping up the crowd and slapping high-fives with fans along the way.)

Rebecca Sawyer: And his opponent… From Bury St Edmunds, West Suffolk, England… WEIGHING IN AT 181 POUNDS… HE IS THE EAW NEW BREED CHAMPION… THE WRESTLING ARTIST, FFFFIIINNNNNEEEGGGAAANNN WAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKEEFFIIEEELLDD!!!

Kawajai: Hold up — 181 pounds? This guy needs to eat a cheeseburger.

Nick Angel: Come on, show the Champ some respect. Finnegan Wakefield is one of the best pure wrestlers in EAW today. A true technical wrestling mastermind, blending an array of martial arts disciplines into his unique offense. Any move you throw at him, he knows exactly how to counter it. He can kill you a hundred different ways, and that’s just with his bare hands! Finnegan Wakefield is truly the man of 1,004 holds, and that’s why he’s the New Breed Champion!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Nick Angel: And we are underway, two of the brightest young stars in EAW doing battle tonight! Each man circling the ring, looking for an opening. And Fiora’s inching forward, extending his arm for a test of strength here — the two men locking up, jockeying for position now!

Kawajai: Fiora in control, putting that height and weight advantage to good use! Finn’s gonna have to do something here… KNEE TO THE GUT! There’s those instincts that have served Finnegan Wakefield so well. Fiora’s a little shaken, his grip loosening… AND WHAT’S THIS? STEP-UP ENZIGURI THAT JUST ROCKED NATHAN FIORA! Nate staggering back as the crowd roars in approval and he’s looking PISSED right about now.

Nick Angel: AND HE CHARGES FORWARD FOR THE CLOTHESLINE… NOPE! WAKEFIELD DUCKS UNDER IT AND LANDS A DROPKICK RIGHT TO THE BACK OF NATHAN FIORA. Nate’s on the ropes now and he turns around to a sharp kick to the shin from Wakefield! And another! And another! A frenzy of kicks! What a start by Finnegan Wakefield! FIORA DOWN ON HIS KNEES NOW!

Kawajai: That’s what she said.

Nick Angel: Grow up… Finnegan continuing to unload with those EDUCATED FEET, and… what in the world? It looks like a beach ball has made its way to ringside! The ref distracted now, looking over to the crowd and FINN BOUNCING OFF THE ROPES CHARGING TOWARDS NATHAN, FINN’S GOING FOR THAT PENALTY KICK, FIORA IN SERIOUS TROUBLE RIGHT NOW… NO! NATHAN FIORA WITH A LOW BLOW, AND FINN CRUMBLING TO THE CANVAS! Now that was just cheap! These fans in attendance showing their disapproval at that cowardly move by Nathan Fiora!

Kawajai: Some call it “cheap”, some call it “cowardly”, I call it smart. It ain’t cheating if you don’t get caught! Look, the ref didn’t see a thing! Fiora going for the early cover here!

Referee: ONNNNEEEEEE…

Nick Angel: AND A QUICK KICKOUT BY FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD! It’s gonna take a lot more than that to keep The Wrestling Artist down! Finn trying to get back to a vertical base here but Nate cutting him off with an open-hand slap to the face! What a show of disrespect!

Kawajai: And he follows that up with a knee to Finnegan Wakefield’s midsection! I bet Finny boy wishes he ate a few more cheeseburgers now!

Nick Angel: Grow up.

Kawajai: AND FIORA NOW SETTING HIM UP FOR A POWERBOMB. HE’S GOT HIM IN THAT CRUCIFIX POSITION… AND HE’S MARCHING OVER TO THE CORNER…. AWWWHHH YEAAAH! GORY BOMB! WHAT A MANEUVER! NATHAN FIORA FALLING BACKWARDS AND SLAMMING FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD DOWN ONTO THE TURNBUCKLE WITH THE STRENGTH OF A THOUSAND MEN!

Nick Angel: I’ll give credit where it’s due, an impressive move by Nathan Fiora there. Finnegan Wakefield in a precarious position right now, slumped over in the corner, right where Nate wants him! NOW NATHAN FIORA WITH THE BOOT ON WAKEFIELD’S NECK, CHOKING THE LIFE OUT OF THE WRESTLING ARTIST!

Referee: ONE…
TWO…
Come on, break it off! You got five seconds, Nate!

Nathan Fiora (Off-Mic): Yeah, I got FIVE! Keep countin’, son.

Crowd: PUSSY! PUSSSSY! PUSSSSSY!

Kawajai: Nathan Fiora’s not a pussy, he’s a badass! He’s showing exactly the kind of take-no-prisoners attitude we need from our New Breed Champion!

Referee: THREE…

Kawajai: FIORA CONTINUING TO PRESS HIS WEIGHT INTO THE THROAT OF FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD AND HE’S ENJOYING EVERY MINUTE OF IT. THIS CAN’T FEEL GOOD FOR FINN!

Nick Angel: No shit.

Referee: FOUR…
FI–

Nick Angel: And finally, Nathan Fiora forced to back off. But the damage has been done! Finn barely conscious in the corner and now Fiora going to the opposite corner… what’s he gonna do? OH NO…

Kawajai: OH YEAH! He’s removing the pad off that top turnbuckle!

Nick Angel: But the ref’s there to stop him! The referee admonishing Nathan Fiora, telling him “Not in my backyard! Not on my watch!”! And Fiora is LIVID. Wakefield stirs in the corner, trying to get back to a vertical base but NATHAN FIORA CHARGING ACROSS THE RING, GOING FOR THAT SPEAR…

BUT FINNEGAN ROLLING OUT OF HARM’S WAY AND NATE JUST SLAMMED RIGHT INTO THAT RING POST! OUCH, THAT’S GOTTA HURT! NOW FINNEGAN AGAIN FROM BEHIND, QUICK TO FOLLOW UP ON THAT COUNTER! HE’S GOT HIM UP — LEG-HOOK BELLY-TO-BACK SUPLEX! FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD SHOWCASING THAT DECEPTIVE STRENGTH OF HIS! AND HE COVERS!

Referee: ONE!…
TWWWOOOO!…

Kawajai: KICKOUT! THIS IS WHY YOU NEVER BET AGAINST NATHAN FIORA, THE MAN IS RESILIENT AS ALL HELL! HE’S NOT GOING DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT!

Nick Angel: Looks like he’s staying down, though. That combination by Finn took a lot of out of him and Nathan Fiora may be out cold. OH AND LOOK AT THIS — FINN ASCENDING TO THE TOP ROPE… WHAT’S HE GONNA DO HERE? THE FANS ARE ON THEIR FEET! FINNEGAN SALUTES THE CROWD AND HE LEAPS! AIR RAID! THE DOUBLE FOOT STOMP CONNECTS! DOWN INTO THE COVER AGAIN, THIS MAY BE IT!

Referee: ONE!…
TWWWOOOO!…
THRREEEEE…

Kawajai: FOOT ON THE ROPES! NATE’S GOT HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! HE’S KEPT HIMSELF ALIVE WITH THAT ROPE BREAK. AND FINN REALLY THOUGHT HE HAD HIM THERE! Sucker.

Nick Angel: In spite of his dirty tactics, Nathan Fiora has shown a lot of heart tonight. This is a man who wants nothing more than that New Breed Championship. But now he’s in a precarious position, Wakefield pulling him over to the center of the ring. Now hooking the arms, Fiora with no energy left to resist… FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD’S GOT THEM HOOKED, NOW INTO THE BRIDGE… IT’S THAT PATENTED CHICKENWING OF HIS: THE WAKEFIELD SPECIAL I!

… NO! HE COULDN’T GET IT LOCKED IN FULLY AND NATHAN FIORA POWERS OUT! He wants the New Breed Championship bad! Both men now rising to their feet, Fiora with a forearm shot to the face of Finnegan Wakefield! And Finn responding with one of his own! ROUNDHOUSE KICK MISSES AND FIORA SWEEPS THE LEG! Finnegan Wakefield is down, AND NOW FIORA GETTING ON TOP AND MOUNTING HIM —

Kawajai: That’s what she said.

Nick Angel: Hard punch to the face by Fiora! AND ANOTHER. AND ANOTHER! FIORA UNLOADING WITH A SERIES OF SHOTS TO WAKEFIELD’S FACE. HE WANTS TO PUT HIM AWAY RIGHT HERE! … BUT FINN SHOWING SIGNS OF LIFE… HEADBUTT STUNNING FIORA. ANOTHER HEADBUTT! AND A THIRD! AND FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD ABLE TO ROLL OUT FROM UNDER HIM!

Both men quickly rising to their feet and Oh! — a quick roundhouse kick by Wakefield sending Fiora to the ropes! AND HE FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A CLOTHESLINE TO THE OUTSIDE! NATHAN FIORA’S DOWN AND THE CROWD IS GOING WILD! NATE SLOWLY GETTING BACK TO HIS FEET… AND LOOK AT FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD! He’s making a beeline for those ropes and he takes flight: A SUICIDE DIVE TO THE OUTSIDE, FLYING LIKE AN EAGLE AND…

NOBODY’S HOME! WAKEFIELD CRASHES AND BURNS, AND NATHAN FIORA MIGHT HAVE JUST SAVED THE MATCH FOR HIMSELF THERE! The official now beginning the count…

Referee: ONE!
TWO!

Kawajai: But what’s this? Fiora walking over to the crowd… HE’S STOLEN A CARTON OF MILK FROM A FAN! And Finnegan’s still down, and he ain’t moving! This is NOT looking good for him, let me tell ya. Nathan Fiora opening up the carton — look at that evil laugh! — AND HE’S POURING MILK ALL OVER THE BARELY-CONSCIOUS FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD! I LOVE IT!

Referee: THREE!
FOUR!

Nick Angel: Come on, this has gotta be against the rules.

Referee: Hey, man! Not cool! Stop with the milk, or I WILL DISQUALIFY YOU!

Nick Angel: Fiora reluctantly dropping the carton on Wakefield’s lifeless body… Now grabbing him by the arm, rolling him back into the ring… Fiora drops down for the cover BUT FINN ROLLS BACK OUT ONTO THE APRON! AND A STIFF UPPERCUT SENDS FIORA TO THE CANVAS… NOW FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD IS TAKING FLIGHT! FEUER FREI! THE SPRINGBOARD EUROPEAN UPPERCUT CONNECTS… BUT THE REF GOT CAUGHT IN THE CROSSFIRE! EVERYONE’S DOWN!

Kawajai: AN EXHAUSTED FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD DRAPING HIS ARM OVER NATHAN FIORA FOR THE COVER, BUT THE REF IS OUT COLD!

Crowd: ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!

Nick Angel: Nathan manages to kick out, but the ref is still down! This match should be over right now! And Nathan Fiora quickly rolling out of the ring while Finnegan takes this opportunity to have himself a much-needed breather! Oh no… Fiora’s making his way to the timekeeper’s area.

Kawajai: OH MAH GOODNESS! HE’S GOT THE RING BELL. And he’s not afraid to use it! My man Nate rushing into the ring, bell in hand, OH THIS IS GONNA BE GOOD!

Nick Angel: INAZUMA LEG LARIAT BY FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD, ABSOLUTELY STUNNING FIORA! HE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW WHAT HIT HIM! Finn quickly getting back to his feet and now he’s grabbing the bell! He’s staring a hole through Nathan Fiora! What’s he gonna do here? Nathan Fiora is totally out of it… he can’t even move!

Nathan Fiora (Off-Mic, struggling to get the words out): C…. cc… come on… bbitch! Hit me… with… it! Finish me off… dddammit! You www…. win… help… ohmy…

Nick Angel: Fiora is done for. He looks to be completely unconscious now… this could be serious. We need to get some medical personnel out here. Finnegan drops the bell and he’s glaring down at Nathan with a look of pity. He’s not gonna stoop down to Nathan’s level, he’s gonna finish him like a man.

Kawajai: BLINK AND YOU’LL MISS IT! NATHAN WITH A KIP-UP AND IN ONE FELL SWOOP HE GRABS THE BELL AND SMASHES FINN’S FACE IN WITH IT! HE WAS PLAYING POSSUM! WHAT A GENIUS MOVE BY THE GREATEST ELITIST IN THE HISTORY OF SUNDAY NIGHT VOLTAGE!

ANOTHER SHOT WITH THE BELL BY FIORA! AND ANOTHER! FIORA JUST SLAMMING THE BELL INTO FINN’S ABDOMEN, THAT’S GOTTA HURT, AND HE AIN’T STOPPING!

Nick Angel: And the ref is finally showing some signs of movement, thank God. Get up and disqualify this vile pig!

Kawajai: BUT NATHAN SLIDES THE BELL OUT OF THE RING. THE REF DIDN’T SEE A THING! HE RESTS HIS RIGHT FOOT ON TOP OF FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD’S CHEST FOR THE COVER… BALLGAME!

Referee: ONNNNEEEE!
TWWWWOOOOO!
TTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

(“The Reality” by Memphis May Fire plays to NUCLEAR HEAT from the Barclays Center crowd as Nathan Fiora is handed the EAW New Breed Championship.)

Rebecca Sawyer: Here is your winner, AND NEW EAW NEW BREED CHAMPION… NAAATTTHHHHANNNN FIOOOOORRRRAAA!!!!!

Nick Angel: What a disgusting human being. This man should be ashamed of himself for what he did tonight!

Kawajai: Don’t hate the player, hate the game! This is the reality: Nate did what he had to do to win, and that’s the mark of a true champion. Haters gonna hate. Here’s to a long and prosperous reign for Nathan Fiora!

(Medical personnel come down to check on a bruised and battered Finnegan Wakefield in the ring. Meanwhile, Nathan Fiora holds the New Breed Championship high in the air, relishing in the crowd’s disdain for him before he once more screams “THIS IS YOUR REALITY!” and we fade away from the scene…)

(COMMERCIAL BREAK)

(We cut to the backstage area as Mstislav is seen lacing up his boots and mentally preparing himself for his match tonight. He seems focused and keeping a low profile but his attention is diverted as he looks up at the door being opened.)

Mstislav: Well, son of a bitch. What are you doing here?

(Nasir Escobar steps through the door in street attire, sporting a few bandages and bruises from his match yesterday but also having a smile on his face and more importantly…..the EAW Answers World Championship. The crowd is losing their mind in the arena as the two share a screen for the first time since Pain For Pride.)

Nasir Escobar: Hey, it’s been awhile. Glad to see you back man in an EAW arena. Damn, last time we were in an EAW locker room together we were having a match together and you had waaayyyy less ink. Your beard’s still kinda trash but —

Mstislav: Alright, we’re not getting into this again, especially not tonight. Did you really just come here to make jokes?

Nasir Escobar: Come on now, I’m messing around! You know I had to come through since I we’re both in New York! I wasn’t about to mess your first big match on your return!

Mstislav: Heh….sure. Suddenly you’re the supporting friend. Cut the crap Nas, we’ve been friends for years now, I know you just wanted to see me again so you can show off that belt you got on your shoulder.

(Mstislav motions to the title as Nasir’s smirk grows even more at the recognition. He “tries” to be modest and wave off Aren’s claims but subtly props the title further on his shoulder, going out of his way to lift the belt up so the camera gets a good shot.)

Nasir Escobar: You mean thiiissss thing I got? I’d never!…..Even if I’ve kinda DID earn the right to rub this in your face after all of these years.

Mstislav: See, you —

(Mstislav stops himself and lets out a sigh, his expression turning into a grin because of their exchange.)

Mstislav: I’d probably tell you to shut up any other time but tonight I’m going to let this slide. You’re right – it was about damn time you got your moment. Congratulations man.

(Mstislav and Nasir Escobar shake hands as they celebrate for a moment.)

Nasir Escobar: Thanks bro, probably would have happened sooner if you didn’t kick me at Territorial —

Mstislav: Water under the bridge, QUIT PUSHING IT.

Nasir Escobar: Alright, alright, I’m done! Listen, don’t get angry at me! Get angry at Keelan! He’s the one you should be worried about! I saw what he did to you last week! I’ll be damned if I see you getting punked out like that so quick into your run – especially to a stable that has fucking CARLOS in it!

Mstislav: Don’t you think I know that? What happened last week was an embarrassment. It’s not happening again! The Zaibatsu represent everything I have a problem with in EAW! I vanish for a few months and people get all comfortable thinking anyone can come for me. So many people threw dirt on my name after I left, acting like I fell off, act like I was never good as I said I was and I’m no threat. A year ago those scrubs wouldn’t have even THOUGHT of touching me. The audacity of these people, these absolute NOBODIES feeling like they can take me out – I can’t believe it. I’m ready to rip that man’s head off tonight. I’m ready to show people I’m still one of the best wrestlers alive!

Nasir Escobar: That’s what I wanted to hear! Honestly, I’m glad you’re riled up now! I just wanted to see if you were ready for action! You SHOULD be in a bad mood, that’ll work best for you and worse for them. Go out there and BODY Keelan; I’m tired of that dickhead! Don’t even beat him, destroy him so I can be even happier than I already am!

Mstislav: Didn’t know you were riding so much on me getting a victory.

Nasir Escobar: I want to have a perfect weekend here – I got my belt, I got my girl in the building, now I’m trying to see my brother put everyone back on notice. It’s time for the Nas N’ Mstislav Connection to go TWO FOR TWO! You got me?

Mstislav: Yeah…..I do. You better be watching closely.

Nasir Escobar: You know I will. Got some Champion interviews I have do so I won’t be at ringside but I promise you once you get done piecing up Keelan we can head out for the night to celebrate – you and me like old times sake!

Mstislav: Don’t you think Tarah and Aria will want to tag along?

Nasir Escobar: They’ll understand! Besides, they should know by now: Everyday that ends in “y” is for the boys. I’ll see you in an hour….kill it out there.

(Nasir gives Mstislav a quick tap for encouragement before heading off, leaving Mstislav on his own as he goes back to his preparations, appearing more confident than before.)

(The camera fades back to a shot of the stage. “Es Irónico” by Bocca Myers hits as a somber El Ironico walks out onto the stage. The crowd clap and chant his name as he soaks in what could be his last ever match in EAW. Ironico nods before making his way down to the ring, ensuring he slaps the hands of every fan along the aisle)

Rebecca Sawyer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall…

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Rebecca Sawyer: Introducing first! From Doncaster, England! Weighing in at one hundred and ninety five pounds! THE IRONICO LUCHADOR! EEEELLLLL IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRONIIIIICCCCCCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Nick Angel: Can you believe it Kawa? This could be the very last time we’ll ever see El Ironico in EAW. This has been an absolute disaster of a few weeks for Ironico, ever since he crossed paths with Mil Molestes; he now faces DEPORTATION after being classified as a criminal.

Kawajai: I would like to believe it but I can’t and not for the same reasons as you or anyone else. I just want tonight to be over with so we’re not tortured by any of this any longer than we need to be.

(El Ironico still makes his way around the ringside area, mingling with the fans along the barricade. “For Whom The Bell Tolls” by Metallica quickly drowns out the cheers and changes the atmosphere in the arena as The Revenant makes his way onto the stage. He stares down at El Ironico who slowly climbs into the ring. Revenant, with a cocky grin, makes his way down to the ring, still maintaining his sights on Ironico)

Rebecca Sawyer: And his opponent! From Chicago, Illinois! Weighing in at two hundred and thirty seven pounds! HE IS THE REAPER! THE RRREEEEEEVVVVEEEENNNNAAANNNTTTT!!!

Kawajai: Now this is a man that I want to talk about. The Revenant has been impressive since the disbandment of NEO and joining the Voltage roster. He emerged as a contender for the New Breed title and had a stunning match with Finnegan Wakefield that showed us just what he is capable of.

Nick Angel: Revenant pointed out last week on Voltage that he has a number of problems with El Ironico and what he represents. He sees him as a cancer to this business, something that he shouldn’t have to waste his time dealing with. This is a man who could easily spoil the going away party for El Ironico here tonight.

(“For Whom The Bell Tolls” dies out as Revenant keeps his eyes on El Ironico. The crowd begins to chant for Ironico who turns around and briefly plays up to it before focusing back on his opponent. Both men set themselves in opposing corners. The official checks both men before calling for the bell to begin the match)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Nick Angel: Bell rings and this match is officially underway! You can see the confidence spilling from The Revenant, knowing that in this match he has a considerable weight and height advantage over the overwhelming crowd favourite, El Ironico! But Ironico isn’t afraid to get stuck into it, both men meet in the center of the ring with Ironico trying his best to measure up to Revenant– AND HE CONNECTS WITH A FOREARM! IRONICO LANDING A SHOT ON THE JAW OF AN UNEXPECTING REVENANT. REV MIGHT BE STUNNED AND IRONICO ISN’T WASTING ANY TIME! Another forearm shot right back at the joint right where the jaw connects to the skull! And he immediately follows it up with a kick to the hamstring, trying valiantly to bring Revenant down a peg, bring him down to a knee and Ironico is ruthless in this assault! Revenant looks like he’s starting to buckle, trying to maintain the defense. Ironico charges towards the ropes– LARIAT BY REVENANT! A MASSIVE LARIAT ALMOST RIPPING EL IRONICO’S HEAD OFF HIS SHOULDERS!

Kawajai: This isn’t going to be an easy fight for El Ironico! He’s facing an opponent who has come here tonight, to Brooklyn, with a point to end his running issues with him. But that lariat might just be the example set for the rest of this match because Revenant isn’t wasting a second! Right into the full ground mount and begins to open up with a flurry of right and left punches, aimed right on the face of El Ironico! Ironico desperately trying to cover up, many shots being absorbed by his arms but he can’t stop all of them! Revenant landing a series of stiff shots. The official demanding that Revenant allow Ironico to get back to his feet to continue this match but Revenant only turns to flip him off!

Nick Angel: Disrespect towards the official by The Revenant but look! El Ironico taking the sliver of a moment to slide out from under Revenant! Revenant tries to turn and rise back to his feet but Ironico nails him with a kick right to the jaw! Ironico again targeting the same area of Revenant, trying to stun the big man and knock him loopy! And he may have just done that as Revenant falls back to the canvas! Ironico dives into the cover hooking the leg!

Ref: OOONNNEEE!!

Kawajai: Kickout by Revenant! Ironico bounces back to his feet and begins to stomp away at the midsection of Revenant, trying to keep the big man down but Revenant fights his way back to a vertical base and Ironico’s stomps to the ribs change to stomps across the shoulder blades to ensure Revenant rises no further than his haunches! But just like everything he’s been going through regarding his residency, luck isn’t following him; Revenant is able to get back to a vertical base and delivers a stiff knee to the ribs of El Ironico! Ironico tries to respond with another kick, this time to the hamstring but it’s caught by Revenant! Rev staring down at Ironico with a devilish grin across his face. Ironico trying to push his way clear, shake his leg free from Revenant and even swinging at the ribs AND REVENANT RESPONDS WITH A STIFF RIGHT FIST! IRONICO AGAIN, TRYING TO FREE HIMSELF BUT REVENANT MAINTAINS HIS GRIP ON THE LEG! A SECOND RIGHT FIST AND THIS TIME IRONICO SLUMPS TO THE CANVAS; REVENANT WASTING NO TIME ONCE MORE GOING INTO THE FULL GROUND MOUNT AND FIRES AWAY! EACH BLOW DRAINING IRONICO OF ANY DEFENSE HE PUTS UP!

Nick Angel: The official again intervenes but this time Revenant complies! Rev drags Ironico back to his feet but nails him with a vicious DDT! Driving the skull of El Ironico straight into the canvas. Revenant rolls him over and straight into the pin!

Ref: OOONNNEEE!!! TTTWWWOOO!!!

Nick Angel: NO! Kickout from El Ironico! Revenant with a slight chuckle to himself, perhaps considering giving Ironico an ounce of credit for refusing to die so easily in this contest. But this is a bad man with bad intentions and it might just be a good idea for El Ironico to lay down! Revenant once more drags Ironico to his feet, this time by his mask and drives Ironico onto the ropes! Revenant with an irish whip sending Ironico racing across the ring and he meets him back in the center of the ring, connecting with a massive spear! Again Revenant climbs into the cover and hooks the legs!

Ref: OOONNNEEE!!! TTTWWWOOO!!!

Kawajai: KICKOUT AGAIN AND THE FRUSTRATION MIGHT BE STARTING TO SET IN ON REVENANT! REV ONCE MORE GOES INTO THE MOUNT AND DELIVERS THE POINT OF THE ELBOW RIGHT TO THE SKULL OF EL IRONICO, TRYING TO BUST THE LUCHADOR OPEN! Revenant drags Ironico for a third time back to his feet against his will and this time signals for the end! He hoists Ironico up into the suplex position! But wait! Ironico fires back with a knee to the top of the skull! Revenant release Ironico but Ironico manages to land on his feet in the corner! WATCH OUT! IRONICO TURNS AND REVENANT NAILS HIM WITH A VICIOUS COMBAT SPEAR STRAIGHT THAT SENDS IRONICO OFF HIS FEET AND DRIVES HIM INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! THE SPINE OF EL IRONICO MIGHT HAVE BEEN MANGLED BY THE RAW IMPACT! BUT THE HEART OF THE LUCHADOR REFUSES TO GO DOWN, HE WANTS HIS FINAL MATCH HERE IN EAW, ON VOLTAGE, TO RESULT IN A RESOUNDING VICTORY!

Nick Angel: El Ironico is on his last legs! Barely able to stand firm on his feet and Revenant moves in! Revenant jerks Ironico towards him and once again hoists him up in the suplex position! Ironico this time can’t pull it together to fight his way out of it! Revenant giving him the smallest of openings to fight back into this contest– THE EXECUTIONER! THE EXECUTIONER ALMOST DRIVING EL IRONICO SKULL FIRST INTO THE CANVAS AND THAT IS IT! IT’S DONE! REVENANT DROPS INTO THE COVER, NOT EVEN BOTHERING TO HOOK A LEG!

Ref: Ref: OOONNNEEE!!! TTTWWWOOO!!! TTTHHHRRREEEEEE!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

(“For Whom The Bell Tolls” by Metallica hits as Revenant slowly rises back to his feet, proud of the effort he put in and his victory over El Ironico. The official raises his hand in victory as the ground boos heavily)

Rebecca Sawyer: Here is your winner by pinfall…TTTTHHHHEEEEE REEEEEEVVVVEEEENNNNAAAANNNNNNTTTTT!!!

Nick Angel: An emphatic victory here tonight in Brooklyn over one of the most popular wrestlers on Voltage and the swansong for El Ironico that the people here in Brooklyn wanted to see isn’t becoming a reality.

Kawajai: Rev bouncing back from the disappointment of not being able to unseat Finnegan Wakefield for that New Breed Championship tonight. He could easily find himself back in title contention soon enough after what is, by all intents and purposes, an impressive performance here. For El Ironico, well, we all know of his struggles gaining residency and tonight seems to be the night where the bell does toll.

(“For Whom The Bell Tolls” by Metallica dies out as Revenant soaks in the negative reaction from the crowd before disappearing behind the curtain. El Ironico finally manages to stumble back to his feet to the applause of the fans in attendance. Ironico calls for a microphone as the crowd continue to cheer)

El Ironico: Gracias…gracias….gracias. I spent this entire week tryin to appreciate what tonight was going to be! It was going to be emotional, it was going to be heartbreakin! After what that evil mastermind, that perro Mil Molestes did to me, I didn’t know what I was going to do. All because that el hijo de puta was humiliated by EAW’s greatest luchador! Now this country calls me a criminal…is it that wrong for a luchador to stick his thumb up the bum of another?

Crowd: NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!

Kawajai: What is wrong with these people?

El Ironico: Amigos, they want to ship me back to where I belong…BUT I BELONG HERE! THIS IS MY LA CASA! Alas, this place might be me home and you people might support me through ‘n through, but in the eyes of evil, it doesn’t really matter. I spent this whole week enjoying the fine tastes of America one last time and I reflected over everything I did here in this great country. But all of them shots of some rather magnífico tequila led me to the right place..at the ring time! Amigos, I found myself a la esposa!

Kawajai: Wait, did he just say..

Nick Angel: El Ironico found a wife?

(The crowd roars in approval. They quiet down once more but rise almost immediately as a woman hops the guard rail and slides into the ring)

Nick Angel: OH MY GOD, IS THAT? IT’S LA DIVA! LA DIVA HAS SAVED THE CAREER OF EL IRONICO!

El Ironico: ¡ Oh días felices! Friends, I want to introduce you to the woman who has saved my career; La Diva! This amazing woman is going to ensure that nobody from any government agency under Mil Molests will get me deported! With this woman by my side, nobody can stop me!

(“Es Irónico” by Bocca Myers hits as El Ironico and La Diva embrace in the ring. The crowd cheers loudly, the camera panning to several different members of the crowd on the verge of tears over the beautiful moment in the ring)

Kawajai: This entire ordeal with El Ironico just gets weirder and weirder and weirder. How does El Ironico meet LA DIVA of all people?

Nick Angel: Have you ever heard of fate, Kawa? This is truly a special moment and guess what? Next week El Ironico will still be here! He has his residency, he’s going absolutely nowhere!

Kawajai: Good grief…

(El Ironico and La Diva exit the ring and make their way up the ramp as the camera fades to black)

(COMMERCIAL BREAK)

(We return to our program by doing another pan around the arena, showing some more celebrities faces in the audience such as A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie and 50 Cent. We switch angles as right across from them are Tarah Nova and Aria Jaxon who we now get a clear shot of. Tarah Nova seems to be enjoying herself while Aria appears to be very on edge as she waits for the match that is up next. Her focus is interrupted as she is nudged by Diamond Cage who sticks his head into the camera view, throwing up the drink in his hand and smirking as he appears to already be gone off the henny.)

Nick Angel: Aria Jaxon looking to be rather interested and I can’t blame her due to the match that is up next……

Rebecca Sawyer: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

(The spotlights around the arena begin to flash across the audience while the strobe lighting blinks on and off rapidly on the entrance stage. Oblivion by 30 Seconds to Mars starts to fill the arena . Keelan steps out from behind the curtain and walks into the middle of the stage, and points two fingers in the air, posing.)

Rebecca Sawyer: Introducing first, from Gold Coast, Australia! Weighing in at 218 pounds! He is “The Killer”……..KEEEEEEEEELLLLAAAANNNN!!!!

Kawa: This is a battle of what’s right, and what’s wrong! Keelan vs. Mstislav, who’s right?! One thinks it’s better to get rid of your last name! The other thinks it’s better to get rid of your first name! That is exactly why we’re here, to figure that age old question that’s been on the minds of millions across the globe once and for all!

Nick: Um, nope. Keelan has joined Carlos Rosso, and the Wilde Boys in a new super group. Their first target was against someone who is quite possibly the heart and soul of Voltage, Mstislav! Keelan wants to exert his dominance, and new found confidence. But Mstilav is going to have something to say about that! He wants revenge, and he just might get it tonight!

Kawa: I know.. I was just kidding “DAD”, sorry what I say isn’t ever good enough…

Nick: What?

Kawa: Nothing.. Keelan is looking as confident as ever, I don’t know Nick, this might be a tough task for Mstislav!

(Keelan slides into the ring head first and lays there looking out analyzing the crowd, and gives them a little bit of a wink. He gets up and walks over to the far corner, pointing up to the crowd)

Kawa: See! He’s still the same old Keelan! Nothing’s changed, look at how much he loves this crowd!

Nick: Actually he’s pointing at the skybox where the Wilde Boys, Matsuda, and Carlos Rosso.. The Zaibatsu are looking on.

Kawa: Oh, well you know Nick, what are friends for? It’s quite admirable if you ask me.

Nick: Of course, as long as they stay up in the skybox, everything is perfectly fine.

(The lights once again dim as Crushed by Parkway Drive blares. Mstislav walks out on the stage. He stops and just stares at Keelan, who’s staring right back with a smug expression on his face. Mstislav snorts a loogie out, and charges the ring.)

Rebecca Sawyer: And his opponent! From —

Nick: Mstislav is not wasting any time as he slides into the ring and goes right after Keelan! He punched Keelan right in the face! He’s just reigning down right hands. One right after another as Keelan crumbles in the corner. Mstislav isn’t giving Keelan any time to breathe!

Kawa: Hey what is this! The match hasn’t even started yet!

Nick: Mstilav is pissed, and he doesn’t even care about a damn bell!

Kawa: Well he better start or he’s going to be disqualified before this thing even begins!

Nick: The referee is telling him that, as he’s trying to pull Mstislav off of Keelan. Mstislav begrudgingly listens, and starts jawing back at the ref! Mstislav careful now!

Kawa: Oh! Keelan charges back at Mstislav with a sharp right punch to the jaw! Mstislav crumbles to the mat after that unexpected punch! The ref is now pushing Keelan back to his corner so Mstislav can get his bearings.

Nick: Mstislav now struggling back to his feet, but he gets up. Both men now standing.

Ref: *To Keelan* You good?

Keelan: Yup, ring the fucking bell.

Ref: *To Mstislav* You good?

Mstislav: Fuck you.

(DING DING DING)

NIck: AND MSTISLAV CHARGES RIGHT AT KEELAN AGAIN, HAMMERING HIM IN THE FACE WITH THOSE RIGHTS. KEELAN IS GRABBING ONTO THOSE ROPES FOR DEAR LIFE!

Ref: 1, 2, 3, 4…

(Mstilav backs up so he doesn’t get Disqualified)

NIck: Mstilav AGAIN should be careful, he shouldn’t let his emotions get the better of him! if he doesn’t he will be disqualified! AND HE GOES RIGHT BACK WITH THE RIGHTS AS KEELAN FALL TO THE GROUND GRASPING ONTO THOSE ROPES.

Kawa: He’s going to be grasping onto his life in a second if he doesn’t pick up the pace and do some offensive maneuvers.

Keelan: REF IM ON THE ROPES!! GET HIM OFF OF ME!

Ref: 1, 2, 3, 4…

Nick: And again Mstislav again retreats back only for a second, as he charges at Keelan for a third time.. NO! Keelan with a thumb to the eye!

Kawa: HE’S BLINDED! POSSIBLY FOR LIFE! OH THE HORROR, THE DREADED FINGER POKE OF DOOM

Nick: Mstislav doubles over in pain with his back turned to Keelan. Keelan points at his head indicating that he’s a lot smarter than Mstislav. Keelan now gets on top of Mstislav giving him a taste of his own medicine as he starts hammering down on Mstislav!

Kawa: Keelan rolls off of Mstislav and starts taunting the crowd.

Keelan: KEELAN… uh… BAYBAY

Nick: What a douche..

Kawa: HEY! Be impartial, no need to be unprofessional! Besides Keelan is a GOD in this industry..

Nick: Mstislav starts to stir. Keelan notices and goes right back at Mstislav with a knee to the side of the head! He picks him up and just holds his head in place as he repeatedly just knees Mstislav in the head! That has to hurt. Mstislav is rolling around grabbing his head, writhing in pain. It would be smart for Keelan to stay on him while he has the advantage!

Kawa: Fuck that, you see those two babes in the front row!! He’s gotta show them what’s up. And he is! Keelan has started blowing kisses at the chicks in the audience! WHAT A MAN LADIES AND GENTLEMAN! THIS IS WHO YOUR CHILDREN SHOULD STRIVE TO BE!

Nick: Not a smart move..

Kawa: Why what’s the worst thing that could…

Nick: JACK OF ALL TRADES! Keelan wasn’t paying much attention to Mstislav, and he caught him with that rolling elbow! The cover!

Ref: ONE… TWO….

Nick: NO KEELAN KICKS OUT!

Kawa: Ok, for once.. Maybe you were right. Mstislav now picks up Keelan, and whips him into the corner. He rushes at Keelan and hits him with a big boot! Keelan is crawling around looking for anything to help; but Mstislav isn’t far behind as he just stomps on the back of his neck. He keeps his boot there and stands up, putting his entire weight on the back of Keelans neck! He screams out in pain as he stretches far for a rope! He got it!

Ref: 1, 2, 3, 4…

Nick: Mstislav gets off right in the nick of time. Mstislav tries to go right back on Keelan, but the ref steps in his way trying to give him a warning about the the count!

Kawa: FLYING FOREARM!! KEELAN DOVE IN FROM NOWHERE AND DELIVERED A POWERFUL FOREARM RIGHT TO MSTISLAV’S STUPID FACE.. I mean face…

Nick: Now who’s not being impartial.. But that was a smart move by Keelan, Mstislav was distracted, and Keelan took advantage of it! Keelan is now waiting for Mstislav to get up, he has him in position for… DEAD BY DAYLIGHT!

Kawa: NO! MSTISLAV WIGGLES OUT AND SLAPS KEELAN RIGHT IN THE FACE! KEELAN IS PISSED, AND CHARGES RIGHT BACK AT MSTISLAV.. HE’S GREETED WITH ANOTHER SLAP!!

Nick: Keelan is beat red, and angrily stomps at Mstislav, and is greeted with a JOURNEY!! WOW! A spin heel kick, right to the face! And Mstislav tries to go for the cover… But Keelan rolls out of the ring and into the safety of the floor!

Kawa: WHAT A SMART MANEUVER BY KEELAN!

Nick: Pretty sure he has no idea where he is, and that happened just by instinct. What luck by Keelan I would say.

Kawa: Ok, but why are you such a hater tho?

Nick: The ref starts to count Keelan out..

Ref: 1!

Ref: 2!

Ref: 3!

Nick: Mstislav is looking down at Keelan. Oh GOD HE SPIT ON HIM! RIGHT IN THE FACE

Ref: 4!

Kawa: I’m impressed with the accuracy to be honest.. But like, that’s uncalled for!

Ref: 5!

Kawa: I thought Mstislav was a man? He’s just going to win by count out? Pathe… Oh…

Nick: SUICIDE DIVE BY MSTISLAV AS KEELAN STARTED TO GET UP! HE THROWS KEELAN BACK INTO THE RING! HE GOES FOR A COVER!

Ref: 1………2…….

Nick: NO! KEELAN IS STILL ALIVE!

Kawa: Ah, Ah, Ah, AH STAYIN ALIVE!

Nick: NOW’S NOT THE TIME FOR YOUR LOVE OF DISCO!

Kawa: I feel like it fit in but whatever… MSTISLAV NOW STANDING ABOVE KEELAN THINKING OF WHAT HE CAN DO NEXT!

NIck: Mstislav is circling Keelan like a hyena! waiting for Keelan to get up. Keelan staggers up to his feet. Mstislav grabs a hold of Keelans arm and delivers a swift knee to to the face. Keelans body falls to the mat but Mstislav is still holding Keelan by the wrist and drags him up for another, AND ANOTHER, AND ANOTHER.. KEELAN IS JUST A RAG DOLL RIGHT AT THE DISPOSAL OF MSTISLAV.

Kawa: Mstislav lets go of Keelan and he falls lifeless to the mat. Msistalv goes for the cover.

Ref: 1, 2…

Kawa: Yes, he kicked out! Keelan again crawls to the ropes, Hugging the bottom rope with his whole body, he’s just hanging there. SMART! SO SMART!

Nick: Mstislav doesn’t want to play these games anymore, he bounces off the rope, and baseball slides into Keelan! Keelan falls down to the floor! Mstislav rolls out the ring, stalking Keelan making sure he doesn’t get away! He catches up to the crawling Keelan, and picks him up on his shoulders. What’s Mstislav thinking here?!!

Kawa: NO! PUT HIM DOWN! HE IS PRECIOUS CARGO YOU SON OF A BITCH!! NO!! MSTISLAV CHARGES WITH KEELAN ON HIS SHOULDERS, BARRELING THROUGH THE BARRICADE! THEY BOTH HAD A HARSH LANDING THERE! BUT KEELAN DEFINITELY GOT THE BRUNT OF IT.

Nick: THEY BOTH COULD VERY WELL BE OUT OF IT NOW AS THE REF STARTS TO COUNT!

Ref: 1!…

2!…

Nick: They have to get back into the ring if they want to win this match! It would be a shame if this contest ended in a double count out!

Kawa: We actually agree for once Nick! It would be a shame if Keelan was screwed out of this match with something so hogwash as a count out!

Ref: 3!

Ref: 4!

Nick: Well I think it would be a shame for both men as they have given their bodies just for the sake of killing each other!

Ref: 5!

Ref: 6!

Kawa: Oh god Mstislav is stirring!

NIck: As is Keelan!

Ref: 7!

Nick: THEY NEED TO HURRY!

Kawa: Keelan is crawling over to the ring,, and so is the other guy!

NIck: IT’S A RACE TO THE RING!

Kawa: KEELAN IS AHEAD BY A HAIR!

Nick: I DONT KNOW MSTISLAVS BEARD HAIR MIGHT HAVE THE EDGE!

Ref: 8!

Kawa: OH NO I CAN’T WATCH TELL ME WHEN IT’S OVER!

Ref: 9!

Nick: welp.. Sorry to disappoint you folks but it would appear.. NO THEY BOTH JUMP INTO THE RING, BEATING THE 10 COUNT!

Kawa: They’re both laying there just staring at each other. They aren’t taking there eyes off of each other!

Nick: They’re both slowly getting to their feet, not removing their eyes off of each other!

Kawa: Keelan with a punch to the face of Mstislav!

Nick: AND A RETURN PUNCH FROM MSTISLAV!

Kawa: ANOTHER FROM KEELAN.

NICK: AND A KICK FROM MSTISLAV! THAT SOUNDED PAINFUL!

Kawa: BACK AND FORTH THEY GO, YOU CAN TELL HOW MUCH THEY DON’T LIKE EACH OTHER! NO CHRISTMAS CARDS WILL BE EXCHANGED NEXT HOLIDAY SEASON! WHAT A SHAME!

Nick: Keelan goes for another punch, but this one is blocked by Mstislav as Mstislav takes over punching Keelan again, and again, and again. Keelan is getting backed into the corner, but Msistlav holds him back from the ropes and delivers a HERETICAL KNOWLEDGE!

Kawa: NO KEELAN DODGED IT! AND HE PUSHES MSTISLAV INTO THE REF, AND ROLLS MSTISLAV INTO A SCHOOL BOY PIN!

Nick: THE REF JUST TOOK MSTISLAV LIKE A CHAMP! WHAT AN ANOMALY WHERE DID WE GET THIS GUY! HE GOES TO COUNT THE PIN!

Ref: 1, 2…..

Kawa: NO, NO HE KICKED OUT!

Nick: Keelan is furious, he thought he had it! He’s grabbing out his hair, thinking of what to do. Oh no, he’s yelling at the ref now! Clearly it wasn’t his fault!

Kawa: He’s the ref of course it’s his fault! It’s always the refs fault when Keelan doesn’t get his way!

Nick: OH FROM BEHIND MSTISLAV HAS GOTTEN TO HIS FEET AND CLOTHESLINED KEELAN DOWN TO THE MAT. HE MOUNTS HIM LIKE A LION, AND STARTS HITTING KEELAN WITH FIERCE ELBOWS!

Kawa: Like a….?

Nick: LIKE A LION GOD DAMNIT!!! Mstislav picks Keelan up, and hits a BRAINBUSTER!!!

Kawa: He’s not done yet! He going for VOIN’S GRASP! GUILLOTINE CHOKE HOLD!!

Nick: KEELAN HAS NOWHERE TO GO! HOW’S HE GOING TO GET OUT OF THIS? HE’S IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING??

Kawa: NO DON’T SUBMIT!

Nick: HE’S FLAILING HIS ARMS AROUND LIKE A WACKY INFLATABLE ARM WAVING TUBE MAN!

Kawa: THAT’S A CHOKE REF, THAT’S A CHOKE!!!

Nick: IT IS NOT! WILL YOU STOP IT!

Kawa: KEELAN MIGHT TAP OUT HERE! HE HAS NO ESCAPE! BUT HE HE’S ABLE TO WIGGLE ENOUGH TO GET TO HIS SIDE!

Nick: HE’S GOT HIS HAND OUT, IT LOOKS LIKE KEELAN IS ABOUT OT TAP.. THE REF IS GETTING IN CLOSE SO HE CAN ASK IF HE SUBMITS! WAIT!!

Kawa: KEELAN IS ABLE TO ROLL MSTISLAV OVER, AND HE GRABS THE REF AND PULLS HIM INTO MSTISLAV! AND HE BREAKS THE HOLD!

Nick: The Ref is up! He looks pissed! He’s sliding out of the ring, and it looks like he’s going to ring the bell right now to end it in a DQ… Mstislav gets up, pleading the ref not to end it this way! And it seems like he’s convinced him, because he’s walking back to the ring… LOOK OUT!

Kawa: KEELAN IS GOING FOR THE DEATH ROW SCISSOR ARMBAR!!

Nick: NO MSTISLAV GETS OUT OF IT, AND JUST KICKS KEELAN RIGHT IN THE HEAD!! AND IT LOOKS LIKE KEELAN IS OUT!

Kawa: Why isn’t he going for the cover??

Nick: HE WANTS TO MAKE A STATEMENT HERE! HE DOESNT WANT TO JUST BEAT KEELAN, HE WANTS TO TEACH HIM A LESSON ON HOW TO BE A MAN! HE’S GOING TO THE TOP ROPE! KEELAN SEEMS TO BE DOWN AND OUT!

Kawa: THATS ILLEGAL! YOU CANT USE THE ROPES. REF! COUNT!, HE’S GOT 5 HERE! HE KEEPS CHEATING!

Nick: WHAT THE HELL WHAT’S THIS?!

Kawa: IT’S OUR LORD AND SAVIOR BILLY WILDE!

Nick: I know who it is, but what’s he doing?! I thought they were in the skybox!

Kawa: People have this crazy ability to move their bodies Nick, did you know that? Clearly not, because here he is not in the skybox! He’s probably speaking to the ref about the injustices happening, with the ever cheating MstIslsav!

Nick: He’s jawing at the ref! The ref is trying to get him out of here, because he doesn’t belong! WAIT NO! JIMMY WILDE FROM BEHIND PUSHES MSTISLAV OFF THE TOP ROPE! AS KEELAN CATCHES MSTISLAV RIGHT ON HIS SHOULDERS!! IN PERFECT POSITION FOR THE.. DEAD BY DAYLIGHT!! IT HITS!

Kawa: REF TURN AROUND!

Nick: NO REF DON’T TURN AROUND TO THIS BULLSHIT!

Kawa: DON’T RUIN THIS FOR ME NICK! GOOD HE TURNED AROUND AS KEELAN FALLS ON MSTISLAV FOR THE PIN!

Nick: NOT LIKE THIS!

Kawa; YES! YES LIKE THIS!

Ref: 1..

2….

3!

( DING, DING, DING)

Announcer: HERE IS YOUR WINNER.. KEELAN!!

(Oblivion by 30 Seconds to Mars starts playing as Keelan rolls out of the ring, and has a group hug with the Wilde Boys. The three of them celebrate as they run up the ramp, leaving a recovering Mstislav getting up and shouting at them in frustration. Aria shouts out from ringside trying to give him reassurance as he gives one last kick to the ropes for good measure and then struts around ringside to try and gain his composure.)

Nick: The damn Wilde Boys ruined the damn match! I can’t believe this!

Kawa: Well believe it! Keelan came out on top in a hard fought victory all by himself! He don’t need no man!

Nick: NO HE DOESN’T NEED A MAN, HE NEEDS BOYS! TWO BOYS TO BE EXACT! MSTISLAV WAS SCREWED, ABSOLUTELY SCREWED. HE HAD KEELAN RIGHT WHERE HE WANTED HIM!

Kawa: Ladies and gentlemen I would like to apologize for the rudeness of my partner here, he hasn’t had his mid day nap.. We’ll be right back!

(Intermission: Brooklyn rapper Jay Critch takes the stage to perform a quick set from his album “Rich Forever 3” before we transition over to ringside!)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Rebecca Sawyer: The following contest set for one fall…

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rebecca Sawyer: …is for the EAW World Heavyweight Championship!!

Nick Angel: One down, one to go. Who is going to walk out of Brooklyn as the OFFICIAL World Champion here tonight?!

(“Kashmir” by Led Zeppelin plays to a mixed ovation as Jamie O’Hara limps out onto the stage, championship in hand and bandages around his ribs, and immediately heads down to the ring without hesitation.)

Kawajai: And Nick after a hellacious opening contest earlier in the night, Jamie managed to retain his championship over Lars Grier.

Nick Angel: Indeed but like you said Kawa, it was hellacious. Jamie definitely went the extra mile in that one and clearly he picked up a couple of injuries while he was at it. How much will that play into this second match for him here tonight?

(Jamie’s theme fades out as he begins to pace back and forth in the ring impatiently, looking up at the stage.)

Nick Angel: Chris Elite wants to make Jamie O’Hara wait.

Kawajai: This crowd is RED HOT right now though as they all begin to stand and cheer, waiting for their hometown boy to head to the ring and hopefully dethrone the man that has been on top of the world for 323 days now.

(“Lord Knows” by Meek Mill plays to an EXPLOSION of cheers as Chris Elite and Big Mike slowly step out onto the stage as the crowd noise begins to pick up even louder. Chris is sporting a black hoodie that says “#ByAnyMeans” on the front and, “Wins & Losses Turned Us To Bosses” on the back. He begins to make his way to the ring, doing nothing but staring at Jamie in the center of the ring.)

Nick Angel: CAN YOU BELIEVE THE OVATION RIGHT NOW, KAWA?!

Kawajai: I CAN BARELY HEAR YOU NICK, BUT NO I CANNOT. THIS CROWD IS 110% BEHIND CHRIS ELITE TONIGHT AND YOU BETTER BET YOUR BOTTOM DOLLAR THAT THEY ARE GOING TO STAY BEHIND HIM THE ENTIRE WAY THROUGH!!!

(Chris rolls into the ring and immediately goes head to head with Jamie in the center of the ring. The referee gets in between the two and Chris removes his hoodie before rising to the second turnbuckle to hype up the crowd. He jumps off as his music fades out and the crowd noise picks up. Chris nods to himself as we hear the bell…)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Rebecca Sawyer: Introducing first… the challenger…

(The crowd pop LOUD.)

Nick Angel: Unbelievable!

Rebecca Sawyer: FROOOOOM BROOOOKLYN, NEW YORK!!!!!!!! WEIGHING IN AT 220 POUNDS… GAWD GIVEN GREATNESS, CCCHHHRRRRIIIIIISSSSS ELLLLLIIIIITTTEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

Kawajai: YOU CAN FEEL THE ENERGY IN HERE AS THE CROWD CONTINUE TO GET THE HELL BEHIND THEIR HOMETOWN BOY! THIS IS A SIGHT TO SEE!

Rebecca Sawyer: And his opponent…

(The crowd now give an array of boos towards Jamie as he ignores it and continues to stare into Chris’ eyes.)

Rebecca Sawyer: From Melbourne, Australia! Weighing in at 190 pounds… HE IS THE ACE OF ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING AND THE CURRENT EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… JAAAAAAAAAAAMIIIEEEEE O’HAAAARRRAAAAAAAA!!!!!

Nick Angel: The boos continue as Jamie raises that championship above his head, maybe for the final time! The referee takes the championship off of Jamie and raises it in the air as Jamie and Chris go face to face once again! The referee goes to hand the belt to the timekeeper while Chris turns to go to his corner and–

Kawajai: OH!!! OH MY GOD!!! A VICIOUS ELBOW STRAIGHT TO THE BACK OF CHRIS ELITE’S HEAD!!! THE REFEREE DIVES IN QUICKLY AND BACKS THE CHAMP UP TO HIS CORNER AS THE BOOS ARE NOW LOUDER THAN EVER!! Despite what you might think, that was a smart move!

Nick Angel: A SMART MOVE?! HE JUST DECKED THE CHALLENGER FROM BEHIND!

Kawajai: YOU CAN CALL IT CHEAP, BUT HE JUST WENT THROUGH HELL WITH LARS EARLIER IN THE NIGHT. JAMIE’S STRATEGY GOING INTO THIS ONE SHOULD BE TO MAKE THIS MATCH AS SHORT AS HE POSSIBLY CAN!! Chris gets back to his feet as the referee checks on him, holding the back of his head in pain, but the expression on his face tells a different story!

Nick Angel: You’re absolutely right… HE IS IN A WHOLE DIFFERENT ZONE RIGHT NOW. HE IS READY!! THE REFEREE CALLS FOR THE BELL!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Nick Angel: AND WE ARE UNDERWAY AS JAMIE O’HARA SPRINTS FORWARD TOWARDS CHRIS ELITE, AND HE– ………BOOOOOOOXX OFFFFIIIICCCEEE SMAAAAAAAASSHHH!! YOU’VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!! YOU’VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!!! SHADES OF THEIR MATCH A COUPLE OF MONTHS AGO ON VOLTAGE! JAMIE IS FLOORED, AND CHRIS DROPS TO THE COVER!! THIS COULD BE OVER EARLY!

Referee: ONEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE–

Kawajai: SHOULDER UP!! THE CHAMPION GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Nick Angel: Wow… could you imagine the scenes if Jamie O’Hara’s historic championship reign ended like THAT?! Jamie O’Hara rolls under the ropes and out of the ring to catch his composure! Jamie drops to a knee to hold his jaw, trying to rethink his strategy going into this one! But look in the ring now! Chris Elite jumping up down in the ring as the fans begin a slow clap! Chris is running the ropes as Jamie turns towards the ring… SUICIDE SOMERSAULT SENTON!!! RIGHT ON TOP OF THE CHAMP AND THE MOMENTUM BRINGS CHRIS BACK TO HIS FEET! Chris jumps up onto the barricade as the crowd cheers him on once more. He jumps down before lifting Jamie up and rolling him into the ring!

Kawajai: Jamie is stunned right now! You brought up the singles match they had a couple of months back when Chris dominated the champion for the majority of it before Lars intervened? Well, we’re seeing the similarities here, but this time no Lars to interfere! Jamie rolls to his feet as Chris hurries forward with a VICIOUS FOREARM STRIKE!! NO!! JAMIE DUCKS, SPINS THE CHALLENGER AROUND, AND NOW HE DELIVERS QUICK ELBOWS IN SUCCESSION RIGHT TO THE SIDE OF CHRIS’ HEAD AS HE FORCES CHRIS TO BACK UP TO THE ROPES! WOW! So much for the domination of Chris! Jamie pushes his hands right into the face of Chris as the referee begins a count, but Jamie backs up immediately, holding his hands up to show he’s not looking to make any further contact! The referee checks on Chris and…

Nick Angel: OH COME ON!!! JAMIE JUST SPAT RIGHT IN THE FACE OF CHRIS ELITE!! THE DISRESPECT!! Jamie now with the irish whip to the opposite side of the ring! Chris rebounds back and Jamie WITH A CLOTHESLINE! NO!! Chris ducks it and heads to the ropes again! He rushes back with a DROPKICK!! The force of the move sends Jamie to the ropes while Chris gets to his feet! JAMIE RUSHES BACK WITH A HIGH KNEE!! NO! CHRIS DUCKS AGAIN! SPINNING CHOP TO THE SIDE OF JAMIE’S NECK! JAMIE WITH A BACK ELBOW TO THE HEAD OF CHRIS ELITE! THIS IS INSANE! Both men shake it off and they both are thinking the same thing! They run to opposite sides of the ropes at the same time, and both men come roaring back… DOUBLE CROSSBODY!!!! BOTH MEN COLLIDE IN MID AIR HARD AND HIT THE CANVAS EVEN HARDER!!!

Kawajai: …YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME! BOTH MEN JUST SPRUNG TO THEIR FEET WITH A KIP UP EACH!! They stare into each other’s eyes as they stand side by side with anger on their faces! The crowd are on their feet loving this! JAMIE WITH A SUCKER PUNCH TO CHRIS!! CHRIS DUCKS, AND TRIPS JAMIE OVER AND JAMIE LANDS RIGHT ON HIS BACK! CHRIS GRABS JAMIE BY THE ARM, BUT JAMIE PUSHES CHRIS AWAY WITH HIS FOOT AND KIP UPS AGAIN! STEP-UP ENZUIGIRI BY CHRIS!! JAMIE DUCKS!! OH MY LORD THIS ACTION!! JAMIE FLIPS CHRIS ONTO HIS BACK… DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO THE CHEST OF CHRIS!! THAT CONNECTED, AND CHRIS THIS TIME IS NOT GETTING UP!

Nick Angel: The sequences these two men just displayed were FANTASTIC!! Chris slowly sits up as Jamie stalks the challenger from behind. Jamie storms forward… OHHHHH MY GOD!! WHAT A VICIOUS KNEE TO THE BACK OF THE SKULL! THAT ROCKED CHRIS ELITE AS HE FLOPS ONTO HIS SIDE, BUT JAMIE ROLLING HIM OVER ONTO HIS BACK AND HOOKS THE LEG FOR A COVER!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!! TWOOOOOOOOOO!!

Nick Angel: And a kick out.

Kawajai: The strategy of trying to move things along for Jamie continues to be evident here. He definitely wants this to be over quick. Jamie sits onto Chris’ stomach and begins to pummel lefts and rights into the head of Chris! Jamie is hurt from the previous match, and wants to do absolutely anything he can to get that victory here tonight, and go into the same event he WON the EAW World Heavyweight Championship last year – Grand Rampage!

Nick Angel: Jamie lifts Chris to his feet, before picking him up by his tights and forcing him into a corner! Jamie begins to deliver a forearm and uppercut combination to Chris, but before the referee could intervene Jamie backs up. Jamie runs to the opposite corner, before coming back towards Chris! What’s he got in mind?! CORNER HIGH KNEE!!! THE FORCE SENDS CHRIS OVER THE TURNBUCKLE AND OUTSIDE ONTO THE APRON! WHOA! He remains on his feet as he has his arm over the top rope, keeping him upright! Jamie immediately grabs Chris from around the neck and PULLS him over the top rope and back into the ring! Still on his feet, Jamie stands behind Chris before wrapping his arms around his waist! Oh no… he’s not doing this, is he?! HE’S NOT… OH MY GOD!!! A GERMAN RELEASE SUPLEX OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE!! CHRIS ELITE JUST LANDED SO AWKWARDLY THEN! THE REFEREE EXITS THE RING TO CHECK ON HIM… BUT WAIT! JAMIE EXITS THE RING TOO BEFORE GRABBING THE REF BY HIS SHIRT AND TOSSING HIM BACK INTO THE RING! JAMIE ROLLS BACK IN…

Jamie O’Hara (off-mic): No. Fuck him. Start the count, now!

Referee: ONE!!!

Kawajai: The referee following the orders of the champion as he has now begun the count!

Referee: TWO!!! … THREE!!! … FOUR!!!

Kawajai: Chris Elite is beginning to stir as Big Mike is currently checking on him.

Referee: FIVE!!! … SIX!!! …

Nick Angel: Chris is rolling over towards the security barricade and doing his best to reach for the top of it to pull himself up!

Referee: SEVEN!!! …

Nick Angel: He’s struggling though, Kawa! He can’t seem to get a grip!

Referee: EIGHT!!! …

Kawajai: He is in a world of hurt! This could be over here, and… HEY! TWO MEN FROM THE CROWD JUST PULLED CHRIS TO HIS FEET!! IT’S TWO MEMBERS OF THE BROOKLYN BOMBERS EFL TEAM!! Chris looks at them in shock at first, but afterwards offers them a grin!

Referee: NINE!!! …

Nick Angel: HE MIGHT NOT MAKE IT BACK IN TIME! HE’S JUST REALIZED NOW AND…

Referee: TEN!!!

Kawajai: NO!! HE GOT BACK INTO THE RING JUST IN TIME!! THE CROWD POP AS JAMIE KICKS THE BOTTOM ROPE! After a couple of moments of contemplation, he lifts Chris up to his feet again before grabbing Chris by the right leg and THROWING HIM TO THE GROUND WITH A DRAGON SCREW LEG WHIP! He doesn’t let go, however, as with the STRENGTH he lifts Chris back up and delivers another one! One more time he lifts him up by the leg, BUT CHRIS ATTEMPTS A SWING WITH A RIGHT HOOK! Oh! Jamie manages to duck his head under it, before looking at him with a smirk on his face! He releases the leg by pulling it back down to the mat and–

Nick Angel: OH MY GOD!!!! JAMIE O’HARA WITH A VICIOUS HEADBUTT RIGHT TO THE FOREHEAD!! CHRIS ELITE SLUMPS TO THE CANVAS AS JAMIE, IN A DAZE, BACKS UP TO THE ROPES! He shakes his head back but blood begins to trickle down HIS forehead! He rushes forward for a cover, hooking the leg!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!! TWOOOOOOOOOO!! THREEEEEEE–

Nick Angel: No good as Chris Elite manages to get a shoulder up! Jamie sits up on his knees and… wow, look at that! Jamie’s face is almost becoming a crimson mask now! A ringside doctor hands the referee a towel and he begins to wipe the face of Jamie–

Jamie O’Hara (off-mic): Fuck off, cunt!

Referee (off-mic): Jamie let me wipe your cut–

Jamie O’Hara (off-mic): I said, fuck off!

Kawajai: Well it sounds like he doesn’t want any assistance! Injuries from the previous match and now being busted open in this one, Jamie O’Hara doesn’t want anybody’s pity! He just wants to continue to kick ass and prove EXACTLY why he is the GREATEST EAW World Champion in this company’s damn history!

Nick Angel: And with that, Jamie return to the offensive punishment he’s been inflicting these past 5-10 minutes! It’s worth noting how we mentioned the offensive punishment that Chris Elite gave Jamie in their singles match a couple of months back on Voltage earlier in the match, but this has been the complete opposite the moment Jamie turned this thing around! Jamie with some lefts and rights to the temple of Chris before he rolls off of him and lifts him up to a vertical basis! Jamie backs away as Chris keeps upright but he is certainly on wobbly legs! Jamie, with a big evil grin on his face, runs forward with the SLING BLADE!!! THAT TAKES THE CHALLENGER DOWN! JAMIE GOES FOR ANOTHER COVER!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!! TWOOOOOOOOOOO!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEE–

Kawajai: It’s no good again! Another kick out by Chris Elite! Jamie on his knees again, cracks his neck as he watches his opponent slowly roll away and underneath the bottom rope out to the apron! Jamie might have something in mind here…

Nick Angel: Jamie gets back to his feet and slowly awaits for Chris Elite to get himself up too. Chris uses the ropes for assistance as he begins to rise on the apron. Jamie now sees that Chris is in the perfect position as he runs towards the corner and leaps up onto the second rope. What the… he dives over… HE… OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!!!! THE TRIANGLE CANADIAN DESTROYER ON THE GOD DAMNED RING APRON!!! CHRIS’ HEAD BOUNCES OFF THE APRON LIKE A BASKETBALL AND HE FLOPS TO THE OUTSIDE!! WE HAVE NOT SEEN THE CHAMPION HIT THAT MOVE IN GOD KNOWS HOW LONG! HE HAS A NAME FOR IT, BUT I WON’T SAY IT–

Kawajai: I will! THAT WAS THE YOU’RE FUCKED, CUNT!!! BEAUTIFUL MOVE!

Nick Angel: Charming. With Chris Elite basically unconscious on the outside, Jamie knows that he is nearing the end! Jamie drops off the apron and hoists the slumped body of Chris Elite up and back into the ring. Jamie rolls back in and calls for the referee to come over as he hooks the closest leg for the cover…

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Kawajai: It’s over!

Nick Angel: It certainly is… it… NO!!! CHRIS ELITE WITH A FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! HUGE ROAR OF APPROVAL FROM THE BROOKLYN CROWD HERE AS THE REFEREE BREAKS THE COUNT TO INFORM THE CHAMPION OF WHAT HAPPENED! Jamie slams his hands on the mat before beginning to argue with the referee! Jamie with frustration in his eyes as he rolls up to his feet.

Kawajai: I think he’s looking to officially end it here, and there’s only one move that can!

Nick Angel: Jamie sits Chris Elite up as he backs up to get in position! Kawa, I don’t even think Chris knows where he is right now! That Canadian Destroyer really took it out of him! Jamie now lets out a roar as the crowd boo him loudly, before running towards his opponent… IN EXCELSIS!!!!!!!!!I

Kawajai: NO!!! CHRIS ELITE MANAGES TO AVOID THE MOVE BY LAYING BACK BEFORE THE KNEE COULD CONNECT! JAMIE’S KNEE HITS THE SECOND ROPE INSTEAD! CHRIS ELITE, SOMEHOW, GETS TO HIS FEET! JAMIE TURNS AROUND… BIONIC STOMP!!! THE JUMPING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP FLOORS THE CHAMPION!!! CHRIS, DIZZY AS ANYTHING, DROPS TO A KNEE TO REGAIN HIS COMPOSURE! HE SLOWLY ROLLS JAMIE OVER ONTO HIS STOMACH BEFORE LIFTING HIM UP ON ALL FOURS! Chris, with pure agony on his face, has something in mind! This could be his one opening to turn this thing around! Chris Elite slowly runs the ropes before rebounding back off of them foooor… FACE VALUE!!!!!!! THE CURB STOMP!!!!

Nick Angel: JAMIE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!! CHRIS STOMPS THE CANVAS! JAMIE SPINS HIM AROUND… IN EXCELSIS!!!!!!!! THE KNEE CONNECTS! IT’S OVER! JAMIE ROLLS ON TOP OF CHRIS’ BODY FOR THE COVER!!!

Referee: Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Nick Angel: NOOOOOOO!! CHRIS ELITE WITH THE SHOULDER UP! YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME! CHRIS ELITE MANAGES TO SURVIVE ONCE AGAIN! JAMIE RUSHES TO HIS FEET AND PUSHES THE REFEREE INTO A CORNER!!!

Kawajai: Easy now Jamie you don’t wanna get disqualified here!

Nick Angel: They begin to argue over the count, with Jamie being sure the referee counted slowly! The ref begins to remind Jamie that he is the referee and to be careful!

Jamie O’Hara (off-mic): Alright, fuck this.

Nick Angel: Where’s he going? He’s leaving the ring! He’s heading over to the timekeeper’s area! Don’t tell me he’s grabbing his championship and bailing!

Kawajai: He might just be doing that, Nick! He reaches over the barricade to grab for his championship and… WAIT, NO!! HE’S GRABBING A STEEL CHAIR INSTEAD!!

Nick Angel: Oh come on! Not like this! Jamie O’Hara eyes the comatosed Chris Elite in the ring with a smug look on his face. He slides the chair into the ring before rolling in himself! But wait! The referee stomps on the chair and tells Jamie to NOT use it! Jamie pushes the referee off of the chair and towards the ropes! He grabs the chair as Chris Elite begins to come to! This isn’t going to end well! Brooklyn are booing as Jamie swings the chair back and…

Kawajai: THE REFEREE SNATCHES IT OFF HIM AND THROWS IT OUT OF THE RING TO A HUGE APPROVAL FROM THE CROWD! Jamie once again begins arguing with the referee! The official might actually disqualify Jamie here for all of this! He… OH MY GOD!!! JAMIE IS BEING PULLED TO THE CANVAS………. CHRIS ELITE WITH A ROLLUP!!!

Referee: Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Nick Angel: NO! JAMIE ROLLS OUT OF THE COVER AS BOTH MEN GET TO THEIR FEET. CHRIS TURNS AROUND TO JAMIE………… IN EXCELSIS!!!!!!! HE CONNECTS WITH IT ONCE MORE!!!

Kawajai: NOOOOOO!!! OH MY! CHRIS ELITE SOMERSAULTED FORWARD TO AVOID THE MOVE AND IT HIT THE OFFICIAL! THE REFEREE RECEIVES THE BICYCLE KNEE AND IS FORCED OUT OF THE RING!! JAMIE LOOKS DOWN AT THE REF ON THE OUTSIDE, RUNNING HIS FINGERS THROUGH HIS HEAD AND REALIZING THE MISTAKE HE’S MADE! JAMIE TURNS BACK AROUND…

BOOOOOOOOOXXXX OFFFIIIIICCCCEEEE SMAAAAAAAAAAASSHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! IT CONNECTS THIS TIME! JAMIE DROPS IN A HEAP AND CHRIS DROPS IN A HEAP ON TOP OF THE CHAMP! THIS IS A COVER!!!

Crowd: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! ….FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUURR?!?!?!

Nick Angel: BUT WITH NO REFEREE OUT HERE, THIS PINFALL WILL NOT COUNT!! Chris lifts his head up to find where the official is but he sees nothing. He slowly crawls off of Jamie and over to the ropes to see the referee down and out! Big Mike rushes over to try and get the referee to awaken, but it’s no use!

Kawajai: HEY!! THE CROWD ARE CHEERING AT SOMETHING… IT’S ANOTHER OFFICIAL! A SECOND REFEREE IS SPRINTING DOWN THE RAMP AND SLIDING INTO THE RING! BIG MIKE IS TELLING CHRIS AS CHRIS WITHOUT HESITATION RETURNS TO THE COVER!! THIS WILL COUNT!!

Referee: Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Nick Angel: NEW CHAMP! NEW CHAMP! IT’S OVER!!!

Kawajai: ……NO!!!!! JAMIE O’HARA KICKS OUT!!! YOU’VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!

Nick Angel: THAT WAS JUST AN UNFORTUNATE SCENARIO FOR THE CHALLENGER HERE TONIGHT! CHRIS ELITE HAD THIS THING WON BUT A MISHAP FROM JAMIE O’HARA FORCED THE REFEREE OUT OF THE EQUATION, AND ULTIMATELY, PREVENTED A NEW EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMP HERE TONIGHT!

Kawajai: But Chris Elite must keep his composure right now! He can’t afford to waste any time nor making any mistakes! He’s got Jamie right where he wants him; now he MUST capitalize! Chris Elite begins to eye the nearest corner. Chris, holding his neck, rolls out onto the apron. He sits up and takes a deep breath. He rises to his feet and calls out to the crowd and they respond with a cheer back! He begins to climb to the top! What’s he got in mind?! Jamie O’Hara has not moved a MUSCLE after receiving a second Box Office Smash! When Chris Elite goes to the top, there’s usually only one move he’s got in mind! The crowd rise to their feet as Chris does too! He points to the sky… HE DIVES… 630 SENTON!!!!!!!!! …NO!!! JAMIE O’HARA ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND CHRIS LANDS RIGHT ON HIS STOMACH! THAT MUST HAVE TAKEN THE WIND RIGHT OUT OF HIM! CHRIS STRUGGLES TO HIS FEET AS JAMIE USES THE CORNER TO LIFT HIMSELF UP! HE’S POSITIONED HIMSELF… CHRIS TURNS AROUND… IIINNNNN EEXXXCCEEELLSSSIISSS!!!!!!! IT CONNECTS! COUNT TO 100, THIS ONE IS OVER!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Nick Angel & Kawajai: WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!!!

(The crowd react to a HUGE ovation as Chris Elite once again kicks out of an In Excelsis. Both men lay on their backs as they all offer a huge standing ovation to the incredible action they are seeing in the ring.)

Nick Angel: I CANNOT BELIEVE IT! WHAT IS IT GOING TO TAKE?!

Kawajai: A YOU’RE FUCKED, CUNT AND TWO IN EXCELSIS’ HAVE NOT CLOSED THE BOOK ON THIS STORY HERE! THE CHAPTER IS STILL BEING WRITTEN, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! Jamie uses the ropes once again to assist him in getting back to his feet. The referee comes over to tell him that it was only a two count… WHICH JAMIE REPLIES WITH A HIGH KNEE TO THE OFFICIAL!!

Nick Angel: COME ON!!! WHAT IS THIS GOING TO TAKE?! JAMIE CANNOT KEEP HIS COOL AND IT’S CLEARLY GETTING TO HIM! JAMIE, WASTING NO TIME NOW, LIFTS THE SLUMPED BODY OF CHRIS ELITE UP TO HIS TWO FEET. HE SPINS HIM AROUND AND GRABS HIS WRIST… IT’S A WRIST LOCK! THIS CAN ONLY MEAN ONE THING, KAWA, AND WHEN THIS THING HITS, IT’S ALL SHE WROTE!!! JAMIE, WITH SO MUCH ANGER WRITTEN ON HIS FACE, SPINS CHRIS ELITE AROUND–

(The lights in the arena shut off.)

Kawajai: WHAT THE HELL?!?! WHAT HAPPENED?!

Nick Angel: PETE, DO WE HAVE A POWER OUTAGE?! WE DON’T?! WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED! SOMEONE GET THE LIGHTS BACK ON!!

(After having turned off with the rest of the light in the arena, the titantron soon turns back on. A camera pans to the scene of a graveyard on a dark, foggy night. The fog enveloped the outreaches of the cemetery as the camera affixes on a particular grave with fresh soil atop the burial, the inscription hazy and not clearly seen…)

( The quiet, brooding scene is disrupted as a mechanical, wiry arm protrudes from the dirt, fully extending in the air …we abruptly cut away and the titantron flickers off once again momentarily!)

(The titantron flashes one more time, this time with a lime green picture before we see a bunch of letters and numbers forming in blue and white text.)

1T’5 T1M3.

(The green becomes black again as we see a mouse cursor click the upper left corner of the screen. Asterixis begin to display as if a password is being typed in, followed by text…)

Launching “Return2018.exe…”

Launching “Code7734467.exe…”

Rebooting…

Welcome back, K. Jeremiah…

Please enter “Launch Code.”

“1MP4CT.”

…launch code successful.

Kawajai: WAIT A MINUTE…

Nick Angel: IT CAN’T BE…

(The lights turn on to reveal Y2Impact, long haired, standing in the ring to a DEAFENING roar of approval, standing behind Jamie who is looking up at the titantron. Imp )

Kawajai: WHAT THE ABSOLUTE HELL?!?!?! IT’S Y2IMPACT!!! IT’S Y2FUCKINGIMPACT!!!!!

Nick Angel: JAMIE O’HARA TURNS AROUND… EVISCERATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE DOUBLE-KNEED FACEBUSTER!!! OH MY GOD!!!! ARE MY EYES DECEIVING ME?!?!?!

Kawajai: I AM LIGHT-HEADED RIGHT NOW!! THE CROWD ARE JUMPING UP AND DOWN AND I THINK I CAN FEEL THE BARCLAYS CENTER MOVING!!! JAMIE O’HARA IS DOWN AND OUT… BUT Y2IMPACT IS NOW EYEING CHRIS ELITE!!

Nick Angel: OH NO IMP… DON’T DO THIS!! NOT TO CHRIS ELITE AS WELL! HE’S BACK TO MAKE A STATEMENT CLEARLY!! HE LIFTS UP CHRIS ELITE AND… HE PATS HIM ON THE SHOULDER?! WHAT?!?! HE DROPS CHRIS ON TOP OF JAMIE!! IMP SMILES AS THE CROWD OFFER A HUGE ROAR ONCE AGAIN! Y2IMPACT IS LEAVING THE RING AND HE’S HEADING UP THE RAMP! THE FIRST OFFICIAL CRAWLS BACK INTO THE RING, AND SEES THAT CHRIS IS ON TOP OF JAMIE! THIS IS A COVER, HOLY HELL!!!

Referee/Crowd: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! … TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! … THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

(“Lord Knows” by Meek Mill plays to a THUNDEROUS ovation from the fans, who are jumping up and down in the Barclays Center, as the referee is given the EAW World Heavyweight Championship by Rebecca Sawyer…)

Rebecca Sawyer: Here is your winner…

…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAND NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWW EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION……… CCCHHRRRIIIIIIISSSS EELLLLIIIIIIIIITTTEEEE!!!!!!

Nick Angel: HE DID IT! HE DID IT! AS GOD AS MY WITNESS, CHRIS ELITE JUST BROKE THE REIGN THAT WAS ONCE THOUGHT UNBREAKABLE!!!

Kawajai: I… I JUST STILL CANNOT BELIEVE WHAT THE HELL WE JUST SAW!! Y2IMPACT COMING OUT OF ABSOLUTELY NOWHERE TO DELIVER AN EVISCERATION TO THE GREATEST CHAMPION THIS COMPANY HAS EVER SEEN!

Nick Angel: PERHAPS HE TOOK OFFENSE TO THAT. JAMIE O’HARA MIGHT BE THE LONGEST REIGNING EAW WORLD CHAMPION IN HISTORY… BUT HE’S NO #7REIGNZ!!!

(Big Mike helps Chris Elite to his feet, championship in hand. Chris Elite looks down at the belt Big Mike is holding and cannot believe it. He begins to tear up as the two hug, and a large portion of the crowd all jump the barricade and surround the ring, with some entering, to celebrate.)

Diamond Cage: (putting his arm over Chris Elite, motioning to the camera) IT’S ABOUT FUCKING TIME, CHRIS!

Nick Angel: I HAVE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE THIS!! WE GOT FANS AND ELITISTS JUMPING BARRICADES IN SUPPORT OF THIS INCREDIBLE ACCOMPLISHMENT RIGHT NOW! THEY AREN’T HERE TO RIOT, BUT HERE TO CELEBRATE!

Kawajai: JAMIE O’HARA’S REIGN ENDS AT 323 DAYS AND NOT A SINGLE MAN HAS EVER REACHED THE 300 DAY CLUB! HE SURPASSED BRIAN DANIELS AND JACOB SENN WITH FLYING COLORS, BUT ALL INCREDIBLE THINGS MUST SOON EVENTUALLY COME TO AN END! IT’S BACK TO THE DRAWING BOARD WITH JAMIE, AND ONTO A NEW REIGN WITH A NEW CHAMPION, CHRIS ELITE!!

Nick Angel: WE ARE LEFT, HOWEVER, WITH MORE QUESTIONS THAN ANSWERS! HOPEFULLY WE CAN FIGURE IT ALL OUT NEXT WEEK ON VOLTAGE! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THANK YOU FOR JOINING US ON A MONUMENTAL VOLTAGE SUPERSHOW! I’M NICK ANGEL, THIS IS KAWAJAI, AND THIS WAS BROOKLYN HEIGHTS! THANK YOU, AND GOOD NIGHT!!!

(Big Mike raises Chris Elite onto his shoulder as Chris holds the championship in the air, as the fans surrounding all cheer on loudly. We end on a shot of Jamie O’Hara sitting at the top of the ramp, with anger and tears in his eyes as we fade to black…)

(EAW logo buzzes.)

 

Did you find apk for android? You can find new Free Android Games and apps.