“A Strong Divide”
(The EAW intro plays as soon after “Bully” by Shinedown kicks in and we get a look around the town of Bern, Switzerland, showing off the busy city in the afternoon and then switching over to the night time as many of the people are heading into the arena to watch Voltage. Now finally in real time, we pan around the PostFinance Arena to show off the sold out crowd. Nathan Fiora and Nick Angel have gotten out of their announce chairs and stood around at ringside, smiling in front of the excited crowd for our intro.)
Nathan Fiora: Hello everybody and welcome to Sunday Night Voltage! Once again we are reeling from the aftermath of a crazy Voltage from the week before! Amadeus and Solomon Caine kidnapped Jon McAdams in the first hour and by the very end of our program Jon McAdams would go on to shock the world!
Nick Angel: That is right, Amadeus, Caine and Apocalypse ran in and attacked Harvey Yorke after our main event and in an incredible twist, Jon McAdams joined in to deliver the final blow! Jon McAdams is now part of what is being called “The Nightmare”! That was not the only nightmare created either as Keelan’s worst nightmare came true when Carlos Rosso laid out his girlfriend Madison Kaline during the reveal of his team!
Nathan Fiora: Disgusting act after disgusting act taking place last week! Keelan Cetinich will touch on that and much more tonight on the El Ironishow! Carlos Rosso will also be here with his team in their “war room”. We have that, TLA in action against Cody Marshall and to close off our program Jamie O’Hara and Cameron Ella Ava will sign the contract for their World Heavyweight Championship match! Things have gotten heated between this competitive couple and if their first few meet ups were a sign, this one will just be as explosive!
Nick Angel: Explosive is how we do it here on Voltage, Nate! To kick us off we’ll be seeing The Nightmare in action for the first time since they were rebranded as Solomon Caine takes on Chris Elite! Rebecca Sawyer, get things started!
Nathan Fiora: How many times do I have to tell you; STOP GIVING ORDERS TO MY GIRL! Rebecca, give us those names, babe!
(Lord Knows by Meek Mill hits the PA as Chris Elite steps out with Big Mike trailing close behind holding the voicemails from EAW headquarters tightly to his chest. Elite points at the evidence and then throws his arms up once he enters the ring.)
Rebecca Sawyer: Introducing first from Brooklyn New York, weighing in at 210 lbs! CHRIS ELIIIIIIIIITE!
Fiora: As you can see, Big Mike has private messages to the office of Mr. DEDEDE in his possession! Elite’s been snooping around where he shouldn’t. No doubt putting him against one of the Sanitorium’s monsters is some kind of punishment.
(“Heart Shaped Box” by Nirvana starts and the lights go black. A single spotlight, which is so dim it only just illuminates the outline of Caine’s figure, shines down before Caine rolls into the ring under the bottom rope.)
Rebecca Sawyer: And his opponent, weighing in at 240 lbs and standing at 6’1, SOLOMON CAAINE!
Angel: speaking of which, here he comes. Now Caine has a height, weight, and strength advantage over Elite, but Elite is fast, and incredibly skilled. And no doubt Big Mike’s presence will be a factor in this match.
(DING DING DING!!!)
Angel: Elite starts the match by turning his back to Caine. He’s looking at the crowd and pointing back to Caine.
(Elite mouths to the crowd ‘what is this thing?)
Fiora: Such disrespect. Elite is going to pay for that. Caine is nothing to joke about.
Angel: Caine rushing forward. Elite dodges him. Caine bounces off the turnbuckle. Elite gains his footing but Caine is after him again. Elite backs away with some fancy footwork. Caine taking a swing. Elite ducks it and comes up with a strike to Caine’s face. Caine keeps bouncing forward. Elite is dancing around Caine and striking his face but it doesn’t seem to be affecting the monster. He just keeps bounding forward. Caine throws a wild one. He catches Elite with a hard right! Elite bounces back against the turnbuckle, Caine rushes forward but stops!
Fiora: He’s just being aware of Big Mike. He’s looking nearby. But that moment of hesitation may cost him.
Angel: Caine tries to grab Elite but he ducks underneath, Caine rushes him but PELE KICK! Elite knocks Caine back against the turnbuckle.
Fiora: he felt that one! Having Big Mike out there is paying dividends now.
Angel: Caine steps out buy Elite is back on him. He hits him with a couple of punches. Following up with a shoot kick! Backfist! Lariat! But Caine does not go down! He’s looking a little dazed from those strikes. Elite gets in position, throwing his door forward! Caine catches it! Elite using Caine’s momentum! ENZIGURI!!! Caine is staggering!
Fiora: Elite is looking exasperated. I would be too. Caine won’t go down.
Angel: Elite hits the ropes and comes back. Caine swings! Elite ducks underneath! JUMPING NECKBREAKER! Elite rolls him up!
Ref: ONE! TWO-
Angel: kickout with author- what’s this?
(Jon McAdams and Amadeus step out onto the ramp. Chris Elite stands up and goes to the ropes, pointing and yelling.)
Fiora: Chris has Big Mike, it looks like Nightmare is leveling the playing field. And the crowd does not like this. I guess fighting fair is out with these people.
Angel: Big Mike wasn’t interfering in this match. And why do they need two people?
Fiora: Because- woah! Caine has Elite from behind. Caine lifts him up with ease! Oh! He just chucked him to the other side of the ring. That wasn’t a move but it sure was nasty.
Angel: Elite gets to his feet but- big boot! Elite goes down. Caine goes for the pin.
Ref: one! Two! –
Fiora: Kick out!
Angel: Caine not letting up. He mounts him. He’s laying into him with those punches!
Ref: Break this up! One! Two! Three! Four! –
Angel: Caine gets off of him in time. He grabs Elite by the head and lifts him up. He hooks his head! END OF-
Fiora: No! Elite squirms out!
Angel: Elite laying into him with lefts and rights, Caine returns a hard right and knocks Elite to the side. Elite using his momentum throws a kick! It catches Solomon in the head! Elite spins back around! ELITE CUTTER!
Fiora: Elite not wasting any time. He heads up to the top turnbuckle. McAdams is on the ring apron! The ref heads over to him to get off. Big Mike rushes over to McAdams! McAdams leaps off the apron knees first, catching Big Mike on his shoulders and bringing him down!
Angel: Watch out! Amadeus just pushed Elite off the turnbuckle while the refs back is turned. But Elite lands on his feet! He runs forward! He dives! Top Suicido right onto McAdams!
Fiora: Here comes Amadeus! He runs right past Elite and clotheslines Big Mike!
Angel: Elite grabs a chair from ringside to back up Mike! It seems he’s had enough! McAdams and Amadeus are backing off. Solomon Caine rolls out of the ring, AND ELITE HITS HIM WITH THE CHAIR!
(DING DING DING!)
Rebecca Sawyer: Here is your winner via disqualification, Solomon Caine!
Fiora: Elite ain’t finished! He hits him again and McAdams and Amadeus pull Caine back. They seem to be retreating. That’s not fair. Elite has a weapon!
Angel: What are you talking about, there are three of them, Nate! Unfortunately this match appears to be a wash but thankfully The Nightmare have retreated and left Mike and Chris be! Chris is trying to calm down as Mike is helping him to gain his composure! There’s other things he needs to deal with – the fans are chanting to Chris asking for that tape! Chris knows he has to comply and give them what they want!
(Elite grabs the microphone from ringside)
Elite: Alright. I’m blowing this thing wide open. Forget about the match, that DQ right there was more than worth it anyway. With those three bozos out of the way I can finally give you the thing you all really want to see. Detective SKabler exposing Mr. DEDEDE and his bitch boy buddy, Kenny Drake! I went through those messages and analyzed them again and again and came to the conclusion that those two have been in cahoots to make sure I don’t succeed. And they’re really scared about it coming out too, they wanted to keep it on the downlow. They had to speak in code the whole time almost. But I understood it. I can break it down for you all as I let you all hear it for yourself. Mike, bring the tape. Let’s get this thing started!
(Big Mike enters the ring and pulls out a recording device and places it near Elites microphone.)
Angel: Oh no! From out of the crowd! Here comes Nightmare! They retreated for a moment but it seems like they’re not going to let this stand as they’ve regrouped! McAdams just super kicked the device out of Elites hand! Amadeus grabs Big Mike! DEUS EX! Mike is down! Caine and McAdams lay into Chris Elite. Caine hooks his head and drops him with the END OF AGES. What is this? Caine lifts up McAdams! He just dropped McAdams onto Elite knees first! Elite is out! Nightmare is standing tall!
(Quantum Flux by Northlane hits the PA as the crowd explodes with cheers. Harvey Yorke comes running out, covered in bandages and wielding a barbwire bat)
Angel: Here comes Yorke! And he’s out for blood!
Fiora: Why doesn’t he mind his own damn business!? He’s coming out here with a weapon too!
Angel: Yorke is here to get payback for what Nightmare did to him last week! Nightmare stand at the ready waiting for him! He slides in the ring! Oh those cowards all rolled out. Yorke swinging violently at them as they retreat.
Fiora: Cowards? That man has a barbed wire bat. They’re just being smart.
Angel: Lucky for Elite, Yorke came out here. It looked like Nightmare wasn’t finished with him yet. Though I think it’s weird how involved they are in this conspiracy.
Chris Elite: (w/o mic) You fucking clowns! Look what you did! Mike, get the tape! GET THE TAPE! If it’s damaged I swear to god…..DAMN IT!
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Nathan Fiora: We are back from commercial break and for those who missed the start of our program, Solomon Caine took on Chris Elite and things went wild after the match! Though he lost the match by disqualification due to some issues with Caine and his allies, Chris Elite – or excuse me, “Detective SKabler” was still ready to show off his evidence until suddenly Amadeus and Jon McAdams of The Nightmare came in to attack Chris!
Nick Angel: They brutalized and beat the man, Jon McAdams straight up KICKED Chris Elite’s voice messages out of the ring! Amadeus was ready to lay out Chris Elite for good when Harvey Yorke thankfully ran in, bruises and all and scared them off with a barbed wire baseball bat! Harvey, Chris and Big Mike were able to stand tall in the end but unfortunately Chris’ reveal was delayed and his evidence may very well be damaged, not only that but The Nightmare is still out there causing mayhem, this was obviously just the beginning!
Nathan Fiora: Kenny Drake is trying to halt that though, Kenny apparently had a lot to say while the commercial break was going on. We managed to get a camera back there in his office and THIS is what Kenny Drake had to say!
(We cut to Kenny Drake sat down at his desk looking angry. He stares at the camera with his hands locked together and his posture straight, trying to regain his composure and be professional.)
Kenny Drake: Folks, what you saw just now can not and WILL not be happening again. The Sanatorium has been an issue on Voltage for years and now and lately it has reached a whole new level while under my watch with Amadeus getting ahold of the Interwire Championship and this “Nightmare” branch being created. It’s bad enough that I have to tiptoe around and make limitations for Apocalypse, now I have the other members acting out of line and a brand new one in Jon McAdams giving me headaches! I’m handling this right out of the gate! There will be no more extreme attacks like the one that happened last week or the one attempted this week. That kind of violence is unacceptable…..without me monitoring it. The Nightmare branch wants to get extreme? I’ll give them extreme. Over the next few weeks I will be giving each member their own hardcore rules match up against an opponent of my choice with all of their fellow members banned from ringside. You guys want to let out your aggression? I’m giving you an opportunity, and we’ll see how big and bad the lot of you are without any back up! And to take a step further, to Amadeus, the ring leader of this little situation, if you want to keep causing trouble – next time you go too far I’m going to take it out on your title reign. You hear me? I will not let my employees think that they can run the show —
(J.D. Damon enters the scene looking a bit worried.)
JD Damon: Kenny, we have a problem!
Kenny Drake: What do you mean a problem? This can wait JD, I’m in the middle of an address!
JD Damon: It’s Chris Elite, Ken! He’s livid right now, he’s been trying to get into your office from the moment he got backstage!
(You can hear the door being slightly opened as a voice is yelling through the small crack, seeming to be in the middle of a struggle as his voice is shakey. The cameras turns to show Chris Elite who is trying to enter the room.)
Chris Elite: Where is he? WHERE’S KENNY? I KNOW HE PROBABLY PUT NIGHTMARE UP TO THIS! HE WANTS TO SILENCE ME BUT HE CAN’T! YOU BETTER HOPE THE ARCHIVES WEREN’T DAMAGED! MY FINDINGS WON’T BE COVERED UP! THE REVOLUTION WILL BE TELEVISED!
Kenny Drake: Have you gone mad, Chris? Get more security, keep him out!
JD Damon: Yes sir, we’ll escort him out of the arena, he probably needs to cool off for the night.
(JD Damon scurries off and heads to the front door, pressing it in as we hear a commotion going on outside.)
Kenny Drake: ……Enjoy the show, ladies and gentlemen.
( “The Sound of Silence” by Necroblaspheme hits as a stoic Apocalypse Diemos walks to the ring with bandages around his arm. )
( DING! DING! DING! )
Rebecca Sawyer: This following match is a ONE ON THREE HANDICAP MATCH SET FOR ONE FALL! Making his way to the ring, representing The Sanatorium… AAAAPOOCALLYYYYYYYYPSE DIEMOOOOOOOOSSS!!!!
Nathan: And here we are with yet another member of Nightmare! I suppose Apocalypse decided to be on his own to get ready for this match!
Nick: From what I’ve heard, Apocalypse has been with Carlos and his crew all night. He temporarily left their “war room” to compete in this contest!
( Camera shows Forrest Wolfe, Roy Wolfe and Jenna Wolfe in the ring preparing for their monster of an opponent. )
Rebecca Sawyer: His opponents… at a combined weight of 634 POUNDS… they are the team of FORREST WOLFE, ROY WOLFE AND JENNA WOLFE.. THEEEEEEEE WOLFE FAMILYYYYYYY!!!
( Apocalypse steps over the ropes and glares at his oncoming foes for what feels like a lengthy moment until his music eventually dies down. The official calls for the bell shortly after. )
( DING! DING! DING! )
Nathan: ROY WOLFE CHARGES GUNS BLAZING AT THE MONSTROUS MAN WHO STANDS BEFORE THE WOLFE FAMILY! AND APOCALYPSE TOSSES HIM OVER THE ROPES TO THE OUTSIDE LIKE NOBODY’S BUSINESS! AND APOCALYPSE CHARGES AT JENNA WOLFE, BUT FORREST JUMPS IN THE WAY ONLY TO BE DRIVEN INTO THE TURNBUCKLE BY DIEMOS!
Nick: Apocalypse Diemos recently admitted that a change would be coming! He said that the attack from Lars Grier was the first time someone outside of his family caused him to experience physical pain! BUT NOW APOCALYPSE IS INFLICTING PAIN, SENDING BALLISTIC SHOULDERS INTO THE MIDSECTION WHILE FORREST DESPERATELY TRIES FIGHTING BACK! But each shoulder from Apocalypse saps the life out of his opponent… and JENNA CLUBS HIM FROM BEHIND WITH A FOREARM!
( Apocalypse straightens up and turns around to stare down at Jenna Wolfe. )
Nathan: BAD IDEA! APOCALYPSE LUNGES FOR HER THROAT! AND HE’S GOT HER HOISTED IN THE AIR WITH THAT STANDING CHOKE! JENNA’S TRYING TO FIGHT OUT OF IT, BUT APOCALYPSE MIGHT ALREADY HAVE THIS MATCH WON! THIS STANDING CHOKE IS HOW HE MANAGED TO DEFEAT CARSON RAMSAY!
Nick: BUT IN COMES ROY TO THE AID OF HIS SISTER IN LAW! Roy with a clubbing blow to the body, and he goes for more strikes as Apocalypse drops Jenna to the ground! Now Forrest joins Roy as the two of them hit a double team onslaught of punches as Apocalypse holds his arms up to protect himself from the blows… and he SNATCHES THE BOTH OF THEM BY THE THROAT WITH ONE HAND EACH… AND HE CONKS THEIR HEADS TOGETHER! OH GOD THE SOUND OF THEIR SKULLS BASHING! Jenna Wolfe comes after Apocalypse… AND APOCALYPSE WITH A BIG BOOT, SENDS HER DOWN! Now Apocalypse hoists Roy up to a seated position on the top turnbuckle – lifting him up and setting him there with startling ease! Now he heads back over to Forrest who scrambles up from the floor and rushes for the attack – BUT APOCALYPSE LEVELS HIM WITH A SHORT-ARM LARIAT!!!! THAT TURNED FORREST INSIDE OUT!
Nathan: RUN FORREST, RUN!
Nick: I THINK HE’S WAY PAST THAT POINT! APOCALYPSE SCRAPES FORREST UP FROM THE MAT AND HOSTS HIM UP IN THE AIR WITH A MILITARY PRESS… no way… NO WAY!!! HE HURDLES FORREST WOLFE ACROSS THE RING, RIGHT INTO ROY WOLFE WHO’S SEATED ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE, AND THE TWO LAND OUTSIDE OF THE RING! THEY’RE DONE!!!!
Nathan: Ohhhhh myyyyyyyy GOODNESS. THAT WAS RIDICULOUS. WHAT A DISPLAY OF POWER!
Nick: Apocalypse turns his head and looks down at Jenna Wolfe who looks totally out of it… and he slowly walks over to her and FIRMLY PLACES THE BOOT ON HER HEAD! HE’S STANDING WITH ALL OF HIS WEIGHT RIGHT ON HER HEAD, BEFORE BACKING AWAY AND CHARGING RIGHT BACK WITH A JUMPING STOMP!!!! THAT LEAVES A DENT RIGHT IN THE CANVAS!!!! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!! NOW HE DROPS OVER HER TO PUT A HAND ON HER CHEST FOR THE PIN COUNT!
Ref: OOOOOOOONE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
( DING! DING! DING! )
( “The Sound of Silence” hits again, and Apocalypse Diemos has his arm raised before shoving the ref away from him and standing up on his own two to raise both arms to the crowd. )
Rebecca Sawyer: Here is your winner… AAAPOCALYPSE DIEMOS!!!!
Nathan: A – a crater. He left a CRATER in the ring off of a curb stomp. Every time I think this guy can’t get any more vicious, he continues to prove me wrong.
Nick: Three fully grown human beings, just picked apart by someone who I’d hardly even qualify as human. There may not be a humane bone in this monster’s body.
( Camera shows Jenna Wolfe bleeding profusely from her mouth and nose, as well as Roy and Forrest Wolfe being surrounded by medical help as they lay at ringside unresponsive. )
Nathan: Just no remorse, no emotion, not even rage or anger. Just a cold gaze from Apocalypse.
( We get a shot of Lars Grier watching the scene from backstage as Apocalypse exits the ring and the camera follows him up the ramp. )
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(Carlos Rosso arrives in the meeting room he has set aside for his team. Cody Marshall is already waiting along with Moongoose McQueen, each eating a catering spread specifically prepared for them at the request of Carlos. For Cody, a vast array of Texas BBQ dishes and Beer. For Moongoose, a giant jar of pickles and pickle juice. Carlos, seeing as he has a match coming up, only has water as he settles into a seat. He glances over towards the empty seat where Apocalypse was supposed to be, a gigantic array of dishes due to his size and Carlos not having a clue what the man would eat.)
Carlos: Gentlemen, we have a historic opportunity at Traditional invasion. WE, the future of Voltage, the ELITE among Elitists, have a chance to prove our worth. We can send a message to this so called “Team Keelan Ostrich” that they are no match for the Dream team, the team of MONSTERS, VETERANS, PATRIOTS, CHAMPIONS.
Cody: Look, I appreciate the Barbeque and all and I was thirsty after whooping some ass, but do you mind telling me what this is REALLY about, “Senor” Carlos?
(Carlos looks over quizzically at Cody, tilting his head to the side a bit.)
Carlos: Exactly what the hell does that mean, Cody?
Cody: Well, to be blunt…YOU don’t have the best track record with partners, do ya? Turned on your compadre in CWF, right? Then GI and Lioncross here? What’s to say we aren’t next on your list, huh? I really would like to know.
(Moongoose takes a break from scarfing down pickles to speak.)
Moongoose: He does have a point. You do have a history of being an asshole.
Carlos: We have a common goal. You want to prove yourself as the Ace of the New Generation or whatever buzzword they use for people they think have talent, right? Here is your chance? And you, you wanna make America great again, don’t ya? (Gesturing over to Cody) Of course ya do, you Tomi Lahren fanboy, you! And what better way to Make America Great Again by kicking out a dickhead Australian, right?
Cody: Well, Keelan is a bit of an asshole.
Carlos: That’s right. Also, we have a unique opportunity on the line for one of us. Of course, we must beat up Team Keelan Ostrich first, but if we lose the match, we lose our opportunity, right. And plus…we have to worry about Apocalypse! We are all half the man that he is, literally! And I have half the brain that he does….
(Cody and Moongoose snicker at Carlos’s mix-up as he shakes it off.)
Carlos: Look, we have to make sure that between the four of us, ONE of us wins this opportunity that that low-rent General Manager of ours is talking about. And between you two I’d rather-
(Carlos is interrupted as a massive hand appears on his shoulder, squeezing as he stops talking. Glaring ahead, he continues.)
Carlos: Can someone tell this fucking BEAR to get his PAW off my goddamned shoulder?
(Apocalypse Diemos laughs, if only for a moment, before squatting down, his cold eyes meeting Carlos’s.)
Apocalypse: I don’t need your help. I don’t need the help of anyone here. Look at what I did to three people in the ring just a little while ago. I’ll do the same thing to Keelan’s team at Territorial Invasion. And if any of you get in my way, you’ll meet the same fate. Oh…that means you too, “Captain”.
(Apocalypse stares down Carlos before releasing his shoulder.)
Apocalypse: By the way, Do Lars Grier a favor tonight and finish him off. Because if I get my hands on him again, I will break the Raven’s beak and batter the rest of its body into dust. And it will be far more painful than anything he could ever imagine.
Carlos: Pfft. Lars will retire out of embarrassment when I’m done with him. Now if you three will excuse me, I have a match to win. Oh….by the way…don’t do that. Ever again.
(Apocalypse notices several bottles of chilled ice water that were left near Carlos’s chair, taking all of them. Carlos, incensed that Apocalypse would dare touch something that was his, steps forward in his ring gear, furious.)
Carlos: HEY! YOU SON OF A BITCH THAT’S MY-
(One glare from Apocalypse stops Carlos dead in his tracks. By now, Mao has come into the room, grabbing Carlos by the arm.)
Carlos: THAT IS ALASKAN GLACIER WATER! YOU OWE ME FOR THOSE! THAT IS 40 DOLLARS A BOTTLE!
(Carlos leaves the room and heads to the ring as the picture fades.)
(Commercial – A hip hop music video plays starts playing as El Ironico pulls up at a premiere in a tricked out tricycle. Women are twerking and dancing but something catches El Ironico’s eyes as he pulls his shades off his mask. Across the room, he sees a plate of cookies and milks. El Ironico signals for the crowd to surf him over and El Ironico leaps into the crowd where he is carried away only for them to drop him into the cookies and milk. El Ironico quickly gets back to his feet, ready to consume his milk and cookies only to look down and begin to break into tears as the milk as spilled all over the floors. “Got Milk?”)
(DING DING DING!)
Rebecca Sawyer: The following is a singles match, set for one fall or submission!
(“Problem” – Webbie & Boosie Badazz plays as Carlos comes out to boos. Carlos screaming to the crowd “You’re Welcome” as he makes his way to the ring, inciting more boos )
Rebecca Sawyer: Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing in at 225lbs, he is the Red Storm….. CARLOOOOOOOOOOS ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOO!
Nathan Fiora: Ladies and Gentleman, welcome back to Voltage as we prepare for our next match for the evening. Lars Grier takes on the Carlos Rosso who is wrestling on Voltage for the first time since well…. You know.
Nick Angel: No, I don’t know, remind all of us.
Nathan Fiora: Ok, you got me, I don’t remember, but he was the General Manager, and I got to say, I did not like him.
Nick Angel: Well, I liked him. He works hard and he hits hard too, and I, for one, welcome the man back.
(Raven sounds blares and transitions into “Nice to Meet You” by Zack Hemsley coming out to mixed, but mostly positive reactions)
Rebecca Sawyer: And his opponent from Cincinnati, Ohio, making his way to the ring, weighing in at 275lbs…. he is The Raven….. LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARS GRIIIIIIIIIIIIIER!!
Nick Angel: Am I hearing this right? Dark, Brood, and weird getting some cheers?
Nathan Fiora: Well, what’s not to like? He’s big, he’s fast, he’s so damn good in the ring. Not to mention he is the hero that we need to challenge that monster roaming the locker room, Apocalypse. And the biggest one of all, He isn’t Carlos Rosso.
Nick Angel: Come on Nate, he isn’t that bad.
Nathan Fiora: He’s the worst, and I hope he loses.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Nick Angel: This match is underway as Carlos seems eager to step back in a ring after a long time away. Both men circling the ring now as Lars cautiously approaches. Carlos raises am arm to signal both men to grapple. Lars obliges and we start this match with a test of strength.
Nathan Fiora: Carlos is no match as Lars pushes him into the corner. The ref attempting to pull Lars off Carlos now and as Lars backs off, Carlos throws a quick right hand, Lars barely dodging the hit. Lars backs off as Carlos reemerges from the corner boasting.
Nick Angel: Carlos mouthing how Lars almost got got by the Strongest Arm in EAW. No wait, I read that wrong. My lip reading isn’t that great. I stand corrected. It looks like he just said “Lars, I’m going to Fuck you u..
Nathan Fiora: UPPERCUT BY LARS AS WELL as Carlos stumbles backwards into the corner. Lars with shoulder block into the gut now as Lars continues to ram right into him, again and again. Lars grabbing Carlos by the arm now, and pulls him back into a big clothesline!
Nick Angel: Lars back up on his feet as he flexes his arm now, he poses before he drops the elbow across the chest of Carlos. He’s mocking Rosso now and going for the pin as well, but Carlos quickly kicks out.
Nathan Fiora: Lars picking Carlos up now and an irish whip to the corner, sending him into crashing into the turnbuckles. Lars charges with a Stinger Splash, but Carlos rolls out of the way. And Carlos now with multiple body shots and blows to Lars.
Nick Angel: Carlos with a big uppercut now and another, and now Carlos is unloading once more. The Ref pulling Carlos off, but Carlos snarls at him. Carlos turns back to continue the assault, but Lars grabbing Rosso and reverses the position.
Nathan Fiora: Rosso trapped in the corner now as Lars with multiple kicks to the guts. Lars now lifting his leg up and placing it against his chin, One, two. Three, and Lars releases the foot. Lars taking a step backwards, and runs up with a huge shoulder block, but he proceeds to scoop Carlos over his shoulder now. He traps the neck in and carries him towards the middle of the ring now, and drops Carlos with the Air Raid Neckbreaker. Hooks the leg!
One….Two……KICKOUT BY CARLOS.
Nick Angel: Lars continue grabbing Carlos by the neck now and turning him on his belly, He raises him up, and proceeds to drive multiple knee shots to the ribs. Rosso gasping for air now as Lars continues this savage beat down. Grier now placing Carlos between his legs in a power bomb position. He goes for the Gory Special, but Carlos manages to leap off his shoulders from the momentum. Rosso off the ropes now and hits a clotheslines!
Nathan Fiora: Lars still standing as Rosso runs back towards the ring. Lars throws his arm up for the Lariat, but Carlos ducks it, off the ropes again, and Carlos with the spinning back elbow to the face! The Rosso Revolver connects!
Nick Angel: Lars goes down now as Carlos quickly mounts his opponent. Carlos throwing vicious lefts and rights, one after the other, and here comes the elbow shots! Lars attempting to block the shots, but I can see quite of a few hitting his square in the temple.
Nathan Fiora: Lars shoving Carlos off him now and Lars attempts to get up. BUT CARLOS BACK ON HIS FEET AND CHARGES WITH A PENALTY KICK TO THE HEAD! Grier stumbles back to his knees as he falls down to all fours. And Rosso from behind now… AND HE LIFTS FOR THE DEADLIFT GERMAN SUPLEX… AND IT CONNECTS, HE BRIDGES THE HOLD, SHOULDERS DOWN!
ONE….TWO….. THREEEEEEEE…LARS KICKING OUT AT THE LAST SECOND.
Nick Angel: Damn, that wasn’t bad for Rosso. Good form for someone that hasn’t been in the ring for quite some time.
Nathan Fiora: Carlos already throwing some big moves at Lars, but the big man refuses to stay down. Carlos now dragging his opponent into the corner now, and with both hands, slams Lars face first into the turnbuckle. Lars with his back turned now, and Carlos with a straight punch into kidney area…. And another in the exact same spot. Lars writhing in pain with each hit, and Carlos now using multiple shoot kicks to the same spot, and picking up the pace.
Nick Angel: You can just hear the sound of each smack as Carlos continuously kicks Lars across the back as if they were machine guns. The ref attempting to pull Carlos back now as Lars leans against the corner holding on to his back. Carlos pushes the ref out of the way, and charges in…… RED DYNAMITE CONNECTS, DRIVING THE DOUBLE KNEE INTO THE BACK OF LARS!
Nathan Fiora: Lars falls backwards now as Carlos raises his arms in the air. Carlos making his way up to the turnbuckle now as he poses again. Come on man, this match isn’t even over yet? Carlos looks over backwards to see Lars still laying down on the mat. Rosso taking a step up from the second rope, he turns around and quickly leaps for knee drop from the top rope.
Nick Angel: Lars rolls out of the way, but Carlos was able to adjust and maneuver out of it with a somersault roll. Carlos using the momentum to run off the ropes, Lars leaps up into a Thez Press, but Carlos with the baseball slide as Lars falls down face first. Carlos gets up and runs from behind now, and Drives a fist into the back of the skull! SENDING LARS HEADS BOUNCING UP AND DOWN THE CANVAS. DAMN, WHAT A BLOW!
Nathan Fiora: Carlos as sharp as ever, capable of making such decisive counters and coordinate his attacks so well. It’s good to see it back, but hold on now. Rosso picking Lars up now, and Carlos is telling Lars to go ahead and punch him. Carlos continues to antagonized the dazed Lars Grier as Lars throws a punch and Carlos steps back to avoid it. Another swing and a miss and Ross with patronizing slaps now.
Nick Angel: Lars attempts to throw another punch, but Carlos blocks and THE ONE HIT KILL UPPERCUT TO THE JAW CONNECTS, AND LARS GOES DOWN! THIS COULD BE IT! THAT COULD HAD BEEN THE KNOCK OUT PUNCH AS CARLOS COVERS LARS! THIS COULD BE OVER!
Nathan Fiora: WHAT? HE RAISED THE SHOULDER AND CARLOS IS STUNNED!! Carlos goes for the pin again, but to no avail, Lars kicks out again. Carlos Rosso getting in the face of the referee now. Carlos acting like he is the GM again, but the ref is taking none of it and telling Carlos to get back in the match. Ballsy now that the man isn’t in charge now, and Carlos is pissed.
Nick Angel: Rosso turning his attention back into the match now, he picks Lars up now and he goes for the Belly to Belly suplex. He lifts Lars, but Lars, traps the leg, Carlos tries again, but Lars continues to hold his ground, AND LARS WITH A BELLY TO BELLY OF HIS OWN, SENDING CARLOS FLYING INTO THE AIR!
Nathan Fiora: Carlos is back up to his feet but Lars with the LARIAT, TURNING CARLOS INSIDE OUT! LARS GETTING PUMPED UP NOW . LARS GRASPING CARLOS BY THE THROAT NOW AND LIFTS HIM INTO THE AIR. LARS GOING FOR THAT URANAGE NOW.. WHAT RAW POWER AND HE DRIVES HIM DOWN INTO THE MAT WITH FULL FORCE!
Nick Angel: Lars picks Carlos back up, and places both hands around his neck, and begins shaking him like a rag doll, he’s man-handling the man right now! AND LARS TOSSES HIM INTO THE TURNBUCKLE NOW. GRIER WITH THAT STINGER SPLASH NOW AS CARLOS STUMBLES HIS WAY OUT OF THE CORNER! Lars lifting Carlos over the shoulders now into a fireman carry… AND THE NECKBREAKER CONNECTS!
Nathan Fiora: LARS IS GETTING ALL PUMPED UP NOW… KIND OF? I don’t know what he is doing.
Nick Angel: HE’S CHANNELING THE FORCES OF DARKNESS, DUMBASS!
Nathan Fiora: It’s looks more like he’s throwing a tantrum and getting pumped up, but whatever. AND LARS PICKING UP CARLOS NOW AS HE GOES FOR THAT PUMP-HANDLE NECKBREAKER HE CALLS BAD OMEN! IT CONNECTS AND IT WOULD APPEAR TO BE THE SIGNAL FOR THE END.
Nick Angel: Lars going into his corner now as he stalks Carlos Rosso. This isn’t looking good for him. Lars singling for the Ravenbeak. DON’T TURN AROUND CARLOS! Lars charges now as he GOES FOR THE SPEAR….. BUT CARLOS WITH THAT LEAP FROG OVER HIM AND DIRECTING LARS INTO THE SECOND TURNBUCKLE! LARS STUMBLES BACKWARDS AND CARLOS FROM BEHIND…. A DRAGON SUPLEX! ….WITH THE BRIDGE!!
Nathan Fiora: Carlos back up now as he is stretching his arm. Carlos posing for the crowd as if he is about to bestow the greatest gift ever to the audience tonight. Carlos grabbing a hold of Lars’ wrists now. You know what is coming, don’t you?!!
Nick Angel: I do know, but he sure is taking his sweet time. JUST DO IT. CARLOS! END THIS…. SOUTHERN LARIAT!! ..BUT LARS BLOCKS THE HOLD AND COUNTERS INTO A PICK THE BONES… AND ATTEMPTS TO APPLY THE CROSS FACE! CARLOS QUIKLY REVERSES AND BREAKS THE HOLD AND BOTH MEN GET BACK TO THEIR FEET, CARLOS GOING FOR THE IPPONZEOI AND ATTEMPTS TO TOSS LARS OVER THE SHOULDERS, BUT LARS WOULD BUDGE!
Nathan Fiora: CARLOS CHANGES POSITIONS WITH THE HAND CLUTCHED AROUND THE WRIST ONCE MORE AS HE GOES FOR THE SOUTHERN LARIAT, BUT LARS DUCKS AGAIN, UNDERESTIMATEING HOW FAST AND FLEXIABLE THE BIG MAN IS, LARS TAKING ADVANTAGE OF CARLOS HOLDING ON TO HIS WRIST AND PULLS HIM IN, AND HOOKS THE ARMS NOW. He leaps up….
Nick Angel: DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE CONNECTS AS HE DROPS CARLOS ROSSO ON THE HEAD,BOUNCING BACK UP IN THE UPRIGHT POSITION NOW, AND LARS GRIER WITH A RUNNING ROCKET KICK SQUARE IN THE JAWS OF CARLOS! LARS HOOKS THE LEG!
Nathan Fiora: ONE……TWO………THREE!! Carlos kicks out, but’s too late! YES!!
(DING DING DING!)
Rebecca Sawyer: The winner of the match, but pinfall….. LAAAAAARS GRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIER!!
(Lars rolls out of the ring as Nice to Meet You by Zack Hemsey plays and he raises his arm in victory as he makes his way to the back. Carlos Rosso is in the ring holding on to his jaw as he looks on furious.)
Nick Angel: Lars did it! Unbelievable. Well, not really. Lars Grier is a monster in his own right, and Carlos just got a little too cocky at the end there.
Nathan Fiora: Carlos just looking on disappointed that the match didn’t go the way he wanted, but that was one hell of a fight between the two. Despite taking the L, it’s safe to say Carlos Rosso still got it and once he settles in the ring again, he’ll be a force of reckoning once more.
Nick Angel: But until then, Lars, congrats, this is your win tonight and nothing is going to take that from you. Hell, I dare anyone to try. *looks around*
Nathan Fiora: What the hell was that about?
Nick Angel: Just seeing if that works and if Apocalypse would show up. But looks like we won’t be seeing these two going at it tonight. Take the win, Lars. You earned it, and Carlos, well, better luck next time. But don’t go away as Sunday Night Voltage continues! STICK AROUND!
(AD: The Vendettas take on House Lannister on a special episode of Family Feud.)
(We cut to the ring as it’s been set up for another edition of The El Ironishów. It has the same setup as last time: purple carpet rolled over the canvas in the ring, and a table planted in the middle. The right hand side of the table is a pink lounge chair and on the left hand side is two bar stools. Behind everything is the globe shaped liquor cabinet with the various bottles of alcohol. Above it is the sign for the show that’s been poorly painted reading: “THE EL IRONISHÓW.” “Es Irónico” by Bocca Myers plays to a nice ovation from the crowd as El Irónico runs out from behind the curtain. Irónico makes his way down the aisle…)
Rebecca Sawyer: Ladies and gentleman, he is slick, he is lively and he is sexy – it’s your host of the El Ironishów!!! EL IRÓNICO!!!!!!!
Nathan: Oh, come on!!
Nick: You can’t fault your girlfriend for being told how to announce this man for his show, Nate. Anybody would have done that introduction, even me!
Nathan: Yeah but you’re a cuck. I wouldn’t have announced him coming out like that. Quite frankly he’s just a burden here on Voltage, and I hope Cody Marshall rocks his shit real soon.
Nick: Well we aren’t here to talk about your feelings towards this man. What we ARE here to talk about, however, is another edition of The El Ironishów, with very special guest Keelan Cetinich who will be appearing on Voltage for the first time in two weeks following a hellacious assault by one Carlos Rosso!
Nathan: And we have been led to understand that Keelan will be announcing his team for that big 4-on-4 30 Minute Ironman Tag Team Match at Territorial Invasion; a match I am SURE will be an incredible fight! I know Keelan, and I know he will have picked a perfect team to match Carlos’ big-man squad!
(El Irónico is handed a mic and sits down on his pink lounge chair and puts his feet up on the table.)
Irónico: Alright Youns, yous know what it is! It’s yer numero uno chico, Señor steal your chica himself with another bostin’ show for you all tonight, back by popular demand!
(The fans react positively as El Irónico nods his head in approval.)
Irónico: So let’s get right to it, eh? My special guest tonight is a man who needs nae introduction!
(The fans await for El Irónico to continue speaking, but he puts the microphone down from his face and looks towards the entrance stage. The crowd are awkwardly silent. After a few moments, “Signs” by Drake plays to a big cheer that echoes throughout the arena as Keelan Cetinich comes out onto the stage, wearing a Bound By Fate T-shirt, long denim jeans and white sneakers.)
Nick: I guess El Irónico really meant it when he said this man needs no introduction, but let’s give him one anyway! Keelan Cetinich, one of Voltage’s hottest prospects this season, here tonight to announce who he has hand-picked to be on his team in just a couple of weeks at Territorial Invasion!
(Keelan slides into the ring and gets handed a microphone as he shakes Irónico’s hand. Keelan sits down on the bar stool, but is visibly uncomfortable as he tries to adjust the way he’s sitting.)
Keelan: You need to invest in some new seats I think, pal.
Irónico: Watchu talkin’ ‘bout, Keelan?!
Keelan: Ah, forget it. Thank you for having me on the show. I’m a big fan!
Irónico: Gracias for the kind words, ladito! Would you care for a nice refreshing beverage to wet your whistle before we get started?
Keelan: Uh, yeah sure! What have you got in that cabinet of yours? Hopefully nothing spiked.
Irónico: Nae. I wouldn’t spike your drink, Chavo. The Grand Prix is still a few weeks away from starting so imma wait until then.
Keelan: Say what now?
Irónico: Can I offer youn a nicely chilled fermentation of cereal grain starches from malted barley, wheat and/or rice?
Keelan: …you mean a beer?
Keelan: Of course!
Irónico: Good lad! Let’s take an ol’ looksy at me esky under this here table.
(El Irónico reaches under the table and opens a cooler that’s been hidden away. He begins to look at beers and naming them off accordingly.)
Irónico: How about a pint of Hornbeam Brewery’s Knicker-Mocha-Muffdive?
Keelan: ….excuse me?
Irónico: Aye not a popular choice for guests on the show, so let’s pass on that one. What about York Brewery’s Naughty Noelle?
Irónico: Slack Alice Slider (A Little Tart?)
Keelan: What the fuck is that?
Irónico: You a hard man to please, Chavo. These are premium British beers. Are you a racist?
Keelan: These definitely sound made up.
Irónico: They are not. Here, take a peek.
(El Irónico pulls out bottles of each beer he named and puts them onto the table. Keelan laughs to himself, and shakes his head in disbelief.)
Keelan: Well I’ll be.
Irónico: I got more. How about a pint of Christopher Elitist and Big Michael Brewery’s Ray Rice Special?
Irónico: Poon Palace Ale’s Taco-Flavoured Kisses?
Irónico: Mueller Efficient Gas Chamber Pale Ale?
Keelan: Okay these are now all definitely made up.
(El Irónico smirks as Keelan shakes his head and laughs. El Irónico reaches into the cooler and pulls out a can and places it onto the table.)
Irónico: Tooheys New?
Keelan: Ahh! Now you’re talking! Hand me over that Aussie beer, friend!
(Irónico slides the can of beer over to Keelan and Keelan grabs for it, before opening the beverage and taking a drink. He gasps in delight, as El Irónico pulls out a bottle of “Mueller Efficient Gas Chamber Pale Ale” and begins to drink it. Keelan once again looks at him in disbelief.)
Irónico: So, let’s talk about Territorial Invasion mate. Everybody, including me, are dying to know what you’ve got planned for that Carlos Rosso guy.
Keelan: Well first off, I just want to address what happened last week on Voltage because I wasn’t here. I know my girlfriend Madison Kaline can be a little … forward sometimes. She came out here to defend my name which I love her for, even though I can’t say it was the right thing to do, and unfortunately she received a left strike to the eye from Carlos. I’ve been getting texts, tweets, emails and phone calls all week not only asking me what I was going to do about it, because that answer is pretty much obvious to everybody right? I’m going to beat the shit out of Carlos, no question. But I keep getting people saying that I put Madison in danger last week? That I shouldn’t be so egotistical and self-focused that I’m not seeing the bigger picture in the predicament that Madison was in. I had no control over what happened last week, I assure you. Madison came out on her own accord. I wasn’t even in the goddamn country! I was in my residential home of Los Angeles, California recovering and resting. What happens between myself and Madison is between myself and Madison, and I don’t need a bunch of nonsensical morons trying to make me out to be a bad guy here. I promise you Carlos will get what’s coming to him after what he did. What he did to my girlfriend was wrong, but does he give a shit? No. He waves around his iron clad contract and shows with full proof exactly what he is able to do while he has it. The shit he can get away with is unbelievable. Two weeks ago he through my head through a car window IN PUBLIC. Police aren’t warranting his arrest, and as far as everyone is concerned he’s an innocent man in that case. Last week, he suckerpunched a woman! Sure she’s a trained professional fighter but you just don’t do that. I wonder what he’s going to do this week, Irónico. I would love for that special opportunity Kenny Drake has placed in this match to be Carlos’ iron clad contract. It would give everybody including his team a reason to beat the hell out of him. But regardless, I’ve done my best assembling a team for Territorial Invasion in only a couple of weeks time. Would you all like to hear it?
(The fans cheer as Keelan smiles, and El Irónico leans forward eagerly waiting who Keelan will announce first.)
Keelan: Well I’m not going to do what Carlos did last week and announce his team by showing pictures of them on the titantron. I want my team to have the best chemistry possible. I want my team to be together as often as they can, to get to know one another and strategize accordingly. So with that said, I am going to bring my team out individually to the ring to be FEATURED LIVE ON THE EL IRONISHÓW! So, introducing first………
(Keelan signals towards the entrance stage. “Morning Glory” by Oasis plays to a huge ovation as Finnegan Wakefield comes through the curtains with his hands behind his back and a grin on his face. He pops his collar and raises a finger in the air while letting out a big roar! He confidently makes his way down to the ring.)
Nick: WOW! WHAT AN EXCELLENT FIRST CHOICE MADE BY KEELAN CETINICH! THE WRESTLING ARTIST HIMSELF, FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD!!!
Nathan: He’s been making quite the splash since debuting here on Voltage only a couple of weeks ago. He’s found himself back at the bottom after coming up short against Moongoose McQueen for the New Breed Championship over on NEO, but he’s building himself back up nicely and rapidly too.
(Finnegan enters the ring and shakes hands with Keelan, before pointing to Irónico. Irónico nods at him with a smile on his face.)
Finnegan & Irónico: WE ARE THE BOLLOCKS!!!
Finnegan: Keelan, I am ecstatic to be a part of your team at Territorial Invasion! I am a man on a mission right now, trying to climb my way back up the ladder here on Voltage. This would be a perfect way to assert my dominance in the ring and showcase my skills as a true submission specialist, as well as a true fighter. I am a big fan of yours Keelan, and have watched you perform frequently and am very inspired by you. I must say that I am excited for this opportunity, and I thank you for recognizing that my expertise is quality enough for your team.
Keelan: I appreciate the kind words. I’m a big fan of yours too, and you definitely have a bright future here on Voltage. Your history with the New Breed Champion however is another reason why I wanted you aligned with me too, Finn. You and him are so evenly matched, and in my eyes, you should be the New Breed Champion right now. Unfortunately, that controversial finish a few weeks ago on the debut show of NEO ruined your shot at winning that gold. But I know, Irónico knows, these people and their dogs know, that you are most deserving at another shot at that belt. So here’s your chance to prove exactly why that is. I’m sure you’re getting quite fed up having to always circle back to fighting Moongoose McQueen, but if you look at it this way, if– …no, no, WHEN you defeat him for that belt, you may never have to fight him again. If you just keep your mind focused on what’s important which is the task at hand, you’ll be able to defeat the man you’ve been coming back to fight and end the repetition, and not only that, but you will also be a champion too. That goes for the next man I have chosen to be a part of my team at Territorial Invasion. I will admit that I don’t have strong, positive feelings for this individual. We’ve never ever seen eye to eye. In fact, he did something at Pain For Pride X that really, REALLY, pissed me off. However, there is a man on Carlos’ team that needs to be taken down and there is only one person on this entire roster that has managed to bring the fight to him over the past few weeks with successful attempts at taking him down. So, with that said, the second person I have chosen … is this man.
(A raven echos throughout the arena to a mixed ovation as “Nice to Meet Me” by Zack Hemsey plays. Lars Grier storms out from behind the curtains with a serious ovation on his face.)
Nick: WOW! This was not a man I was expecting Keelan Cetinich to select! These two are not very fond of each other, however a common enemy is within their sights at Territorial Invasion, and that enemy is Apocalypse Diemos!
Nathan: Indeed, and Keelan was right in saying that Lars Grier has been the only competitor on Voltage that has matched the dominance of Apocalypse! And now we will FINALLY get to see these two behemoths in action! I cannot wait!!
(Lars climbs up onto the ring apron and enters the ring. He stares down Finnegan and Keelan, before Keelan offers a handshake. Lars looks at it with contempt.)
Lars: I will not shake your hand, Keelan. In fact, you do not even deserve my respect. Let me be real clear with the two of you right now. The only reason I accepted to join you both is so I can finally get my hands on Apocalypse Diemos in the middle of the ring. I’m not here to make friends with either one of you before or after this eventual match, but I will promise you that come hell or high water, I will have both of your back’s at Territorial Invasion.
Finnegan: That’s really good to hear, Mr. Grier. When Keelan came to me and told me Lars was going to be apart of our team I was deeply concerned for the health of our chemistry. I will tell to your face that you are not a man who can be trusted, nor relied upon, and despite your promise I will still have my doubts about you during our match.
Lars: You don’t need to worry about me backstabbing either of you, or our fourth member of our team. With Apocalypse in this match, you have my word that I will be by your side throughout the whole ordeal.
Keelan: That’s good to hear, Lars. Really. I’m glad the three of us are on the same page here.
Irónico: Hold on, hold on, chavos. Keelan you got two partners out here and I been dyin here waiting for you to announce your third. I’m sure these people are too so what’s the hold up?!
Keelan: Well, truth be told … I haven’t gotten a third partner yet.
(The fans voice disapproval as Irónico finally stands up out of his seat, shaking his head in anger.)
Irónico: I can nowt fucking believe the cheek of it. We have a limited booze fund. You knew we only had one cunting shot at this thing and you STILL have nae been fucked to sort a third partner? If he turns up on the Deborah Marshall show… this is so NOT Raven!
Keelan: Whoa, whoa, whoa there. I may not have a confirmed partner, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have one in mind. I wanted to ask this individual in a public place because over the past few weeks I feel like he’s deserved an opportunity such as this: to be part of one of Voltage’s biggest matches on one of EAW’s biggest live events of the year!
(Keelan turns towards the stage.)
Keelan: So, I would like to offer this final position to you……….
(Keelan turns back towards Irónico.)
Keelan: El Irónico!!!!!
(A big ovation from the fans as El Irónico drops to his knees, and covers his mouth gasping. He raises his arms in celebration as Keelan holds out his hand hoping for a handshake, and Irónico jumps on Keelan hugging him.)
Irónico: Gracias, chavo!
Nathan: Damn, maybe Cody was right. This man is a damn homosexual.
Nick: Shut up, Nate! You’re ruining a perfectly good moment! Keelan just offered his final spot on the team to El Irónico and by the looks of it, The Underdog from the Underclass has accepted!
Irónico: Yes! I accept! I accept! I cannot wait to lamp Cody Marshall again right across his fuckin’ pie-muncher! This is exciting, it really is! Teaming with my tag team partner for the Grand Prix not only tonight, but at Territorial Invasion in Finnegan Wakefield. Teaming with the man that helped me out in a tough situation last week in Lars Grier. And teaming with the G.O.A.T. of Voltage in Keelan Cetinich!
Keelan: Whoa, hard words to live up to, but I’ll take it! Ladies and gentleman … THIS IS TEAM KEELAN!!!!! AND AT TERRITORIAL INVASION, TEAM CARLOS IS GOING TO GET EXACTLY WHAT IS COMING TO THEM! The four of us might be different in our own little fucked up way, but we all share one common thing and that’s the fact that we ALL have something to fight for, and in the end, that is what’s going to get us across the line in two weeks time! Carlos, I hope you and your team are ready, because I have a good feeling that you and I are going to be seeing each other before Territorial Invasion. See you soon, mother fucker!! THE KILLER!! HAS!! SPOKEN!!
(Keelan throws his microphone towards the timekeeper’s area as “Signs” by Drake plays again to an applause from the fans. Keelan grabs Finnegan’s arm and Irónico’s arm and raises them in the air to a cheer from the fans. Lars however refused to be a part of that, and raises his arms on his own.)
Nick: WOW! What an assembly of talent here!
Nathan: Are you serious? Look at this team, and then take another look at CARLOS’ team! I’m not a Carlos Rosso fan, but his team would demolish Keelan’s team WITH EASE! Carlos has a monster unleashed from his cage, a 6’8 racist and THE NEW BREED CHAMPION on HIS side! What does Keelan have? A bunch of scrubs!
Nick: But Keelan said it himself, Nate. His team will survive at Territorial Invasion based on what they have to fight for. Keelan’s team are desperate to go over big on their rivals, with Irónico wanting to continue the comedic tyranny of Cody Marshall, Finnegan wanting to prove that he still deserves to be in that New Breed Championship discussion in attempting to take down Moongoose McQueen, and Lars Grier just wanting to bring a war to Apocalypse’s doorstep! Maybe on paper it doesn’t look great in Keelan’s odds, but when the match comes about, you better bet your bottom dollar that this is going to be a war you won’t want to miss!
Nathan: We’ll wait and see then, eh?
(AD: Diamond Cage Faces His Demons on An All New Episode of A&E’s Intervention.)
(“Enemy” by Blue Stahli blasts over the arena speakers and Carson Ramsay emerges from the back with a determined look on his face as he heads down the rampway.)
Rebecca Sawyer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, making his way to the ring from Batman, Turkey.. weighing in at 235 pounds… he is CARRRRRRRRRRSONNN RAMMMMMMMMMSAYYYYY!!
Nick Angel: Coming off of a tough loss last week to Finnegan Wakefield, Carson Ramsay looks to rebound in this match but the going doesn’t get any easier.
(“Love the Way You Hate Me” by Like A Storm blares over the arena and out comes J.D. Damon wearing his patented black leather jacket followed closely behind by Niki Khan. )
Rebecca Sawyer: Making his way to the ring.. accompanied by Niki Khan.. from Los Angeles, California weighing in at 220 pounds… he is “The Ultimate Disharmony” J.D. DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMOONNNNN!
Nathan Fiora: Now this guy is impressive! I mean look at his artful leather jacket, Death By Damon written on the back in blood lettering?! He’s got the look!!!
Nick Angel: Well we’re about to find out if looks can translate into wrestling as these two are definitely looking to get the W!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Nathan: Look at this start! A simmering stare down between these two followed by some jawing going back and forth! MAYBE I SPOKE TOO SOON! THE TIME FOR TALK IS OVER AS DAMON AND RAMSAY EXCHANGE RIGHT HANDS BACK AND FORTH, RAMSAY EVENTUALLY GETTING THE BETTER OF IT AND NAILING DAMON WITH A SIZZLING KESAGIRI CHOP TO THE NECK! DAMON STUMBLES TO THE CORNER AND IN COMES RAMSAY! RUNNING FOREARM SMASH KNOCKS DAMON FOR A LOOP AND HE FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A BULLDOG INTO THE CANVAS!!
Nick: Not the start Damon was looking for that’s for sure! Ramsay picks Damon up by the hair and the ref warns him to let go but he’s waving the ref off but here comes Damon with piston right and left hands to the abdomen of Ramsay! Ramsay keels over! THINGS ARE PICKING UP! DAMON RUNS TO THE ROPES AND DARTS BACK LANDING A BEAUTIFUL SWINGING NECKBREAKER!!!! HE NAILED THAT ONE!!
Nathan: BUT LOOK NOW!! HE QUICKLY MOUNTS HIMSELF OVER RAMSAY AND STARTS PUMBLING HIM WITH RAPID RIGHT HANDS ONE AFTER ANOTHER, This has been a really physical match so far! HE PICKS RAMSAY UP AND JOLTS HIM WITH A POWERFUL EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!!! RAMSAY IS WOOZY AND POW! STEP UP ENZIGURI BY DAMON!!! YOU COULD HEAR THE CLICK OF BOOT TO SKULL ECHO ALL OVER THIS ARENA!!!! DOWN GOES RAMSAY WHO DROPS TO HIS KNEES AND THEN COLLAPSES ONTO THE MAT!!!
NICK: First pin of the matchup here!
Ref: ONEEEEEEE………. TWOO…
NATHAN: RAMSAY POWERS OUT, SHOVING DAMON OFF WITH AN IMPRESSIVE FEAT OF STRENGTH! HERE COMES DAMON AGAIN BUT RAMSAY SEES HIM!! BACK BODY DROP BY RAMSAY!!
NICK: NO! DAMON LANDS ON HIS FEET IN BACK OF RAMSAY, HE SWINGS RAMSAY AROUND AND GOES FOR A CLOTHESLINE!! BUT RAMSAY DUCKS THIS AND HOISTS DAMON UP AND PLANTS HIM WITH A BELLY TO BACK FACEBUSTER!!!! WHAT AN IMPACT!! DAMON IS DAMN NEAR MOTIONLESS!!!
NATHAN: HE’S NOT DONE EITHER, HE’S CLIMBING THE TOP ROPE AS NIKI KHAN SCREAMS AUDIO CUES FROM RINGSIDE AT DAMON IN AN ATTEMPT TO HELP LOCATE RAMSAY, WHILE DAMON ROLLS OBLIVIOUSLY ONTO HIS BACK!! RAMSAY LEAPS INTO THE AIR!!! DIVING ELBOW DROP CONNECTS!! WHAT HANG TIME BY RAMSAY!! RAMSAY GOES FOR THE COVER!!!!
Ref: ONEEEEEEEEEE… TWOOOOOOOOOOOO………..
NICK: AND A HALF!!! DAMON POWERS HIS SHOULDER UP AND THWARTS DEFEAT AT TWO AND A HALF! RAMSAY LOOKS AT THE REF INCREDOUSLY AND GOES BACK TO WORK WITH THUNDEROUS MUDHOLE STOMPS!!! BUT WAIT! DAMON CATCHES HIS FOOT AND TAKES HIM DOWN, MANEUVERING INTO A SINGLE LEG BOSTON CRAB RIGHT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!! RAMSAY HAS NOWHERE TO GO!! ALL THE WHILE DAMON IS YANKING BACK ON THAT LEG, THE REF IN PERFECT POSITION TO SIGNIFY A TAP IF NEED BE! RAMSAY IS YELLING OUT IN PAIN AND REACHING FOR THE ROPES DESPERATELY!! DAMON BARKS AT THE REF TO ASK HIM! BUT RAMSAY IS REFUSING TO GIVE UP!! RAMSAY IS USING ALL OF HIS STRENGTH TO SLOWLY INCH FORWARD TO THE ROPES!!! AND HE GRABS THE BOTTOM ROPE!! HE MUST BREAK THE HOLD!!!
Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
NATHAN: Smart strategy using the five count of the ref if I do say so myself! Damon breaks the hold. DAMON GOES TO GRAB CARSON BUT IS MET BY A STIFF ELBOW TO THE ABDOMEN! THAT’S GOTTA HURT! DAMON BACKS OFF BUT RAMSAY IS IN FULL PURSUIT!! BUT WAIT! SAMOAN DROP BY DAMON! DAMON CAUGHT RAMSAY BEING TO AGGRESSIVE!! RAMSAY IS ROLLING AROUND ON HIS BACK IN ANGUISH!!! DAMON SMIRKS AT THIS AND PULLS RAMSAY UP, AND LAYS INTO RAMSAY WITH STINGING KNIFE EDGE CHOPS TO THE CHEST WHICH ECHO OFF OF THE ARENA WALLS!! HE GRABS AHOLD OF RAMSAY’S ARM AND GOES FOR AN IRISH WHIP INTO THE CORNER BUT IT IS REVERSED AND IT IS DAMON WHO LANDS BACK FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE!! RAMSAY BOLTS FOR DAMON, BUT DAMON MEETS RAMSAY WITH A HARD ELBOW! RAMSAY CLUTCHES HIS JAW AS DAMON RACES TOWARDS RAMSAY ONLY TO BE MET BY A CUTTHROAT NECKBREAKER FROM RAMSAY!!! HE’S NOT DONE! HE TRIES TO LIFT DAMON ONTO HIS SHOULDER! BUT DAMON WIGGLES HIS FEET AND LANDS BEHIND RAMSAY AGAIN!
NICK: LOOK OUT! DAMON SWINGS AROUND RAMSAY AND PLACES A STIFF KICK TO THE GUT! OH MAN! HE SPIKES HIM STRAIGHT DOWN WITH A LIFTING SINGLE UNDERHOOK DDT!!!! AN IMPRESSIVE MOVE FROM DAMON!! HE NODS TO NIKI KHAN SIGNALING THE END OF THIS MATCH!! HE PICKS UP RAMSAY WITH IMPRESSIVE STRENGTH AND SITS HIM DOWN ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! YOU KNOW WHAT THIS COULD MEAN?!
NATHAN: YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT, DBD TIME!! BUT NOT SO FAST!! RAMSAY IS FIGHTING HIM OFF WITH PUNCHES AND NOW A HARD KICK TO THE JAW!! DAMON DOESN’T GIVE UP THOUGH AND IS MET BY ANOTHER KICK TO THE JAW!! DAMON RECOILS AND IS GREETED BY A DOUBLE AXE HANDLE FROM RAMSAY!!!! DAMON DROPS!!! RAMSAY WASTES NO TIME AND PULLS DAMON TO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!! RAMSAY GRABS THE TOP ROPE AND HURLS HIMSELF OFF OF THE MIDDLE ROPE!!!! SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT TO PERFECTION!!!! AND THE PIN!!!
REF: ONEEEEEEEEEEEE………… TWOOOOOOOOOO……….. THRRE-NO!!
NICK: DAMON PERHAPS ON INSTINCT ALONE JOLTS HIS ARM UP AT THE LAST SECOND!! What will it take for Ramsay to put Damon away?!?! He’s clearly showing signs of frustration as he slams his hand on the mat and holds up three fingers to the ref with his other hand! NOW RAMSAY IS JUST TAKING IT OUT ON DAMON WITH CLUBBING FISTS TO THE BACK UNTIL THEY BRAWL INTO THE CORNER, REPEATED SHOULDER THRUSTS BY RAMSAY INTO THE MID-SECTION OF DAMON NOW!! DAMON IS OUT OF BREATH! RAMSAY GRABS DAMONS ARM AND WHIPS HIM HARD INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER, HERE COMES RAMSAY, NO! EPIC KICK! EPIC KICK!!! FLATTENS RAMSAY AND HE FALLS ONTO THE MAT!! DAMON QUICKLY GRABS RAMSAY AND HOISTS HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS!! RUNNING TURNBUCKLE POWER BOMB!!!! AND THE IMPACT PROPELS RAMSAY INTO A TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER AND YOU CAN ALMOST FEEL THE CRUNCH OF HIS SPINE WITH THAT MOVE!!! DAMON QUICKLY GOES FOR THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!!!!
Ref: ONEEEEEEEEE……….. TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO……….. THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
NATHAN: NOT JUST YET! RAMSAY HAS THE WHEREWITHAL TO PUT ONLY THE TIP OF HIS TOE ON THE ROPE IN THE KNICK OF TIME!!! DAMON IS WONDERING WHAT HE HAS TO DO TO FINISH OFF RAMSAY!! WHAT A MATCH! DAMON SCREAMS AT THE REF IN DISBELIEF THAT RAMSAY SOMEHOW MANAGED TO GET HIS TOE ON THE ROPE!! DAMON MIGHT BE LOOKING TO END IT HERE AS HE LIFTS RAMSAY HIGH IN THE AIR IN A VERTICAL SUPLEX POSITION, POSSIBLY LOOKING FOR A BRAINBUSTER!?! BUT NO! RAMSAY IS FIGHTING IT OFF WITH KNEES TO THE TOP OF DAMON’S SKULL AS HE DROPS BACK DOWN IN FRONT OF DAMON! DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!!! THEY BOTH HAD THE SAME IDEA AND BOTH MEN ARE LYING FLAT ON THE MAT JUST LIKE THAT!!!! THE REFEREE BEGINS THE COUNT….
Ref: THREEEEE, FOURR!!
NICK: Both men are stirring as the ref reaches five, now six!
Ref: SEVEN, EIGHT..
NATHAN: AND THEY’RE BOTH UP AT THE COUNT OF NINE, NOW THEY’RE REVERTING TO THE TACTICS THAT THEY DID WHEN THE MATCH STARTED, THEY’RE BOTH TRADING BLOWS, DAMON WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! NOW RAMSAY WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT OF HIS OWN! WHICH ROCKED DAMON!! RAMSAY KNEES DAMON IN THE MID-SECTION! HE BACKS DAMON INTO THE ROPES AND IRISH WHIPS HIM INTO THE CORNER ONCE AGAIN!
NICK: HEY WAIT A MINUTE! NIKI IS GRABBING THE ANKLE OF RAMSAY WHILE THE REF IS BEING DISTRACTED BY DAMON!!!! NO!! SHE CAN’T DO THAT!
NATHAN: OH YES SHE CAN!! LOOK OUT! HERE COMES DAMON!! DISCUS FOREARM BY DAMON TO THE BACK OF RAMSAY’S SKULL! THAT WAS VICIOUS!!! DAMON PICKS RAMSAY’S CRUMBLED BODY AND HOISTS HIM ON THE TOP ROPE!!! HERE IT ISSSSSSSSSSSS!! DBD!!!!!!!!!! DEATH BY DAMON!!!!!!!! RIGHT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING WITH THAT MUSCLEBUSTER!!!
NICK: YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!! WITH THE HELP OF NIKI NO LESS!! HERE’S THE COVER!
Ref: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…….. TWOOOOOOOOOOO…… THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(“Love the Way You Hate Me” by Like A Storm blasts over the arena as J.D. Damon is stood by the fallen splayed out body of Carson Ramsay. Niki Khan slides under the ring with a knowing smile on her face and rejoices with Damon.)
Rebecca Sawyer: The winner of this match……. J.D DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMONNNN!!!
Nathan: An impressive victory for Damon! He had it in the bag all along!
Nick: You must be completely blind to say that, Ramsay got robbed – wait a minute, it looks like J.D Damon has a microphone in hand..
J.D Damon: Another impressive victory by yours truly!
(The crowd rains down a parade of boos onto Damon who scowls in response and looks down at the barely moving Carson Ramsay.)
J.D Damon: I don’t want or need to look at this piece of trash anymore, security, remove this man from the premises!
J.D Damon drops the mic and motions for someone to come out.
Nick: Security?! What the hell is this?!
Nathan: I don’t know, but it doesn’t look good for Carson Ramsay that’s for sure!
(A couple of bulky men dressed in all black, come storming out of the back passing J.D Damon and Niki Chan on their way by, the camera goes back into the ring as Carson Ramsay is still shaking out the cobwebs from his encounter with Damon, he doesn’t realize that there are two men surrounding him.)
Nick: These two mysterious men are pumbling on Carson Ramsay with punches and kicks as they roll him outside!! He’s defenseless dammit! What are they doing now?! What purpose does this serve?!?!
Nathan: Well Nick, it appears they’re carrying Carson Ramsay to the back! Who’s the blind one exactly?
Nick: Oh put a lid on it Nathan, this is a dangerous situation! These two unknown… hitmen seem to be in cahoots with J.D Damon and they’re carrying Ramsay who is essentially dead weight on their shoulders to the back!! What the hell is going on?! Folks, we’ll be right back…
(AD: Jon Taffer invades El Ironico’s establishment on the next “Bar Rescue”.)
(The camera cuts to ringside where El Landerson is shown taking the microphone from the ring announcer.)
El Landerson: The following match is a match for El Ironico as my tag team partner against Finnegan Wakefield in Six Man Tag Team Match for the EAW Hardcore Championship.
(“Alive and Amplified” by The Mooney Suzuki hits!!!)
El Landerson: Introducing now she is the man to give me my feud against Apocalypse after what he did to me months ago on Voltage… SCOTT OASISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!
(Shaker Jones appears at the top of the ramp looking confused as he makes his way down to the ring. Shaker tries to explain to El Landerson that he is his partner as it doesn’t appear to get through to Landerson.)
Nick: Well it appears that El Landerson may not be cut out for a career as a ring announcer if this whole wrestling thing don’t work out for him. That is in fact Shaker Jones one of the hot young talents here on Voltage. The Hardcore Luchadors are teaming up here tonight and looking to make an impact!
Nathan: Is this match really for the Hardcore Championship?!? Damn that belt sure has fallen far since its glory days where I was champion! Remember those Nick? Please tell me you remember…
(“Let’s Dance To Joy Division” by The Wombats hits!!!)
El Landerson: And they’re opponents from Uganda weighing in at thirty six tag teams partners for El Landerson in the Grand Prix Tag Team Tournament… This is the XHW Intergender Champions… JACOOOOOOOOOOOOB STEEEEELEEEEEEEEEEEEE AND KENDRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAA SHAAAAAAAAAAAMEZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!
(Finnegan Wakefield and El Ironico come out to the stage with Ironico carrying the same glass of lean he stole from TLA last week on Voltage. They make their way down to the ring to cheers from the crowd.
Nathan: Finally the long awaited return of Jacob Steele and Kendra Shamez to EAW! This surprise is exactly why Voltage is number one! We always keep you guessing with these shocking twists!!!
Nick: Well obviously as anyone can see this is the team of We Are The Bollocks. What nobody is sure about is if El Landerson realizes that he is supposed to be competing in this match and not ring announcing.
(The referee tries to take the microphone away from El Landerson but he refuses. Landerson carries the mic out of the ring. Landerson shoves the ring announcer out of her chair as he sits down to watch the match.)
El Landerson: DING! DING! DING!
Nathan: Apparently we are counting that as the ring bell as this match is underway. Shaker Jones has been left all by himself with no choice but to start the match. It looks like he is starting things out with El Ironico who is still sippin’ that lean.
Nick: I don’t think he has even taken a sip Nathan. It looks just as full as it did last week…
Nathan: Shaker Jones raising his fists as he prepares to fight. Shaker throws a right but Ironico dodges it on wobbly legs managing to avoid spilling the lean.
Nick: That was a close call.
Nathan: El Ironico quickly tags Finnegan Wakefield getting to safety as he protects his all important prize. Wakefield enters the ring as he quickly takes Shaker down with a powerful knee lift.
Nick: Finnegan blasting out of that corner. Shaker was not at all prepared for that as he slowly gets back up looking cautious. The two pace around the ring as Wakefield scores a big shot to the gut of Shaker. Wakefield lifts him up… BODY SLAM connects!!!
Nathan: Wakefield with a hard kick to the gut of Shaker as he crawls along the mat. Shaker crawls into the corner as Wakefield kicks him hard and the referee orders him to back off. Shaker regains his footing in the corner as Wakefield charges in with a series of right hands.
Nick: Wakefield showing excellent striking ability here tonight. He truly is a master of all styles and it doesn’t look like Shaker had prepared for this. Especially he could not have prepared for this Handicap Match situation.
Nathan: Wakefield locks in Shaker in a headlock but Shaker charges straight towards the ropes flipping over them! Wakefield releases the hold as Shaker lands on the apron. But Wakefield lifts Shaker out of the apron back into the ring with a Suplex!!! NO! HE TURNED IT INTO A BRAINBUSTER!!! THE COVER!!!
Nick: But Shaker kicks out!!! Shaker kicking out as he looks longingly over towards El Landerson who appears to have fallen asleep at ringside.
Nathan: Shaker back up to his feet as he takes a hard body chop from Finnegan Wakefield. Wakefield shoves Shaker back against the ropes… and SHAKER CHARGES OUT WITH A VICIOUS CLOTHESLINE!!!
Nick: But Wakefield sidesteps it! Shaker connects with the clothesline to El Ironico on the apron!!!
Nathan: El Ironico falls off the apron to the floor as he drops his lean! BAH GAWD NICK IT HAS SPILLED EVERYWHERE!!!
El Landerson: As EAW Undisputed World Commentary Champion of the World Robbie V will team with me at Pain for Pride IX FPV?
Nick: Oh god he’s over here now!?!? When did that happen?
Nathan: I have no idea Nick… El Landerson’s stealth is unmatched…
El Landerson: In ring now we have match El Landerson not in but will you book La Diva next week on Empire show Eclipse Diemos?!?!?
Nick: Why would Eclipse have anything… you know what fuck this…
Nathan: Look in the ring… Shaker Jones turns around into a Superkick from Finnegan Wakefield!!! Wakefield picks Shaker back up… ANDROMEDA CONNECTS! THE COVER!
El Landerson: DING! DING! DING! Here are your winners… and the new EAW Universal Champion… ELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRINTO!!!!!!!!!!
(El Landerson gets up from the commentary table as he walks out through the crowd celebrating his title victory.)
Nick: Well as you can all see the actual winners of this match are Finnegan Wakefield and El Ironico… This team picking up a big win as they roll into the upcoming Grand Prix.
Nathan: Props to Shaker Jones also… He essentially had to compete against two more experienced opponents in a Handicap Match he wasn’t prepared for tonight. He didn’t back down and proved he’s got some massive cojones.
(TLA is shown sliding out from under the ring to collect the spilled lean from El Ironico as the camera cuts to a commercial.)
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(We return to the PostFinance Arena.)
Rebecca Sawyer: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome at this time, The Russian King, AAAARRREENN MMMMMSTTTTTIIIIIISSSLLLAAAVVVV!!!
(“Long Live the Chief” by Jidenna starts up on the arena speakers. Aren steps out thru the curtain. He strides down the ramp paying no mind to the crowd as he takes a seat by the announce team.)
Nick Angel: Well joining us on commentary tonight is EAW’s true royalty, Aren thank you for joining us here tonight.
Aren Mstislav: …
Nathan Fiora: Hello, earth to Aren?
(Aren remains stone faced and silent as his music fades out. A loud chorus of boos rise up from the crowd as “ Courtesy of the red, white, and blue” by Toby Keith plays.)
Rebecca Sawyer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Austin, Texas, weighing in at 305 pounds, American Made, CCCCOOOODDDDYYYYY MMMMMAAAARRRSSSSHHHHAAAALLL!!!
(The boos grow louder as Cody lumbers out past the curtain.)
Fiora: Last week, Cody Marshall was able to pick up a win against Lars Grier and build momentum for his team heading into Territorial Invasion, however his plan to have El Ironico have to face Apocalypse Diemos didn’t quite go as he had planned.
Angel: Well that minor setback aside, Cody had a good night last week, and Carlos Rosso made a brilliant move in recruiting him for his team. Cody is big, tough, has a mean streak the size of Texas on him. In fact I’d say that bringing him into the fold was like having an ace in the hole, but Carlos has managed to put together a team full of aces together for Territorial Invasion!
(Cody climbs up the steps and steps over the top rope into the ring. Cody walks to the far side of the ring where he looks out to the announce table.)
Cody (no mic): Don’t think I don’t got my eye on you, commie!
(Aren simply brushes off the comment silently as Cody stands tall in the ring with his arms in the air as his music dies down. A long moment of jeering passes before the crowd pops hard at the sound of “Ambitionz Az a Ridah” by 2pac starts up.)
Rebecca Sawyer: And his opponent, from the Poon Palace in Miami, Florida, weighing in at 220 pounds, La Pantera Sexual, T! L! AAAAAAAAAA!!!
(TLA steps thru the curtain feeding off the energy of the crowd in Bern.)
Fiora: In just a few short weeks Aren you will square off against this man for the right to face the World Heavyweight Champion, and you’ll be doing so in an I quit match. Last week the two of you exchanged words, going into Territorial Invasion, what is going thru your mind about this man TLA?
Aren: I said I would make him quit, I stand by that, and the only thing that might change that is if the Xenophobe in the ring doesn’t leave enough of TLA to make it to the 26th.
Angel: That’s right Aren, TLA is in the ring with a man who would like nothing more than to keep him as far away from a World Heavyweight Championship match.
(TLA climbs up onto the apron, slingshots over the top rope into the ring, before posing on the middle turnbuckle for the fans.)
Fiora: TLA soaking in the adoration from this crowd here tonight, these people can’t get enough of- HEY LOOK OUT CODY MARSHALL CHARGING AT TLA IN THE CORNER!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Fiora: CODY LOOKING FOR A BIG CORNER CLOTHESLINE OUT OF THE GATE, BUT TLA ABLE TO DODGE IT AT THE LAST MOMENT AND CODY HITS NOTHING BUT THE TURNBUCKLE! TLA with a series of right hooks to the head trapping Cody in the corner, those blows coming fast and furious! Marshall pie faces TLA sending him halfway across the ring! Cody shaking off the cobwebs, but here comes TLA back with a running haymaker! No, Cody catches him coming in with the knee lift to the gut! TLA quickly back up from all fours, Cody with a right hand, slips under it, CARTEL KICK! Cody getting clocked with that one! Cody getting back up, TLA gets a kneeling armbar! TLA wrenching up on that arm as Cody fights to get to his feet. Cody to a knee , and TLA with the arm wringer, and the Single Arm DDT! Pain running all the way thru the shoulder of Marshall!
Angel: TLA keeping on it a knee drop right to the triceps area, before replying that Armbar! I must say it is a Smart strategy thus far trying to sap the strength out of that arm. Marshall back up to his feet, lands a knee lift to the gut, TLA Still hanging on to that arm! He lands another Knee and breaks free! Marshall with the Irish whip, looking for a clothesline on the rebound, TLA ducks and comes off the far side with a running dropkick that has Cody stumbling! Cody still standing though as he charges at TLA with a big boot, BUT TLA DUCKS PULLS DOWN THAT TOP ROPE, CODY TUMBLING DOWN TO THE FLOOR IN FRONT OF US!
Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE!
Angel: Marshall using our announce table to aid himself back up to his feet, in the ring however TLA shooting off the farside ropes! YOLO PLUNGE!!! SUICIDE DIVE SENDS CODY MARSHALL CRASHING INTO OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!
REF: ONE! TWO! THREE!
Fiora: TLA Back up to his feet as he puts the boots to Cody Marshall right in front of our table, and-HEY WAIT A MINUTE!
(Aren Mstislav stands up out of his chair. TLA turns his attention towards the Russian King.)
TLA (no Mic): You wanna go holmes, we don’t got to wait till T.I. pendejo!
Ref: Four! Five! SIX!
(Aren slowly reaches to take off his headset.)
Fiora: TLA BLASTED FROM BEHIND BY CODY MARSHALL!
(Mstislav promptly returns to his seat as Cody drives TLA head first into the table.)
Fiora: Marshall rolling in and out restarting the count. TLA on knee as Cody blast him with stiff and heavy shot to the back of the head! Marshall picking up TLA in a bearhug position, AND RAMS HIM BACK FIRST INTO THE RING POST! SPINE MEETING STEEL FROM THAT ONE! CODY BACKING UP, LOOKING FOR IT AGAIN… AND ONCE MORE TLA BEING DRIVEN INTO THAT POST! The only thing keeping TLA upright is Cody Marshall as he rolls him back into the ring and hooks the leg for the cover!
Fiora: TLA kicking out, and Cody now with a series of mounted punches! TLA trying to cover up, but Marshall raining down blows like the flood of Noah! The Referee forcing Marshall off from those closed fist. TLA on all fours trying to get back to his feet, But Cody nails him with an elbow drop to the lower back! TLA face flat on the canvas as Cody gets back up and hits the ropes, Cody with the running splash to the back, NO! TLA ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! TLA back up and hits the ropes, Cody up to his feet, but gets taken right back down with the flying head scissors! TLA dragging Marshall back up, SWAG SHOT!!! THAT ONE WAS SO HARD IT SPUN CODY RIGHT AROUND! YOU’RE DONE! ZIG ZAG HAS MARSHALL’s HEAD BOUNCING RIGHT OFF THE CANVAS! TLA not done yet as he Makes his way out of the ring and begins climbing the turnbuckles! TLA up top! SEXUAL SPLASH CONNECTS!!! HERE’S THE COVER, LEG IS HOOKED!
Ref: OOONNNNEEE… TTTWWWWOOO…
Angel: Cody Kicks out! TLA looking over here at Aren Mstislav, he’s signaling that he wants to end it right now! TLA raises Marshall to his feet, Has him hooked, MEXICAN DESTROYER!!! NO! MARSHALL FIGHTING IT, TLA HALFWAY OVER BUT CODY TOO STRONG TO BE TAKEN OVER! TLA squirming, trying to get free now of Cody’s grasp! And Marshall sends him down hard to the canvas with an Alabama Slam! TLA crawling to the ropes, And Cody now using them to choke out TLA as he places his foot down on the back of his neck, placing all that weight down on the throat of TLA!
Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FI-
Fiora: Marshal breaks the hold before getting himself disqualified. TLA gasping for air against that middle rope, Cody coming off from the opposite side, leaps, and comes crashing down on TLA with that leapfrog guillotine! 300 plus pound coming down on the back of TLA! And you can see TLA clutching at his back after that last move, and Cody like a shark that smells blood as he stomps away! Cody picking TLA up, and bending that spine with a devastating backbreaker! A look of pain on the face of TLA here! Marshall takes a moment to admire his work, before he lands a leaping splash to a downed TLA! Cody raising TLA up and shooting him off the ropes! TLA off the rebound, And Cody brings him down hard with the sidewalk slam! Cody hooks the near leg, this might be it!
Ref: OONNNNEEEE… TTTTWWWWOOOO… TTTTTHHHRRR-
Angel: TLA gets the shoulder up! Cody wasting little time as he picks TLA up by the throat! RAPTURE!!! NO! TLA SHIFTING HIS WEIGHT AND LANDS ON THE APRON! And Marshall’s arm came down awkwardly as TLA brought it down across the top rope! He may have Hyperextended the elbow! Marshall trying to shake off the pain as TLA gets back up on the outside! TLA Springboards to the top, DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE!!! TLA PLANTED FROM THAT SINGLE HANDED SPINEBUSTER!!! Cody not going for the cover, what’s he thinking here? He reaches down and grabs TLA by his ankle, now taking that leg over his shoulder as he turns him over, STRETCH MUFFLER!!! Marshall has it locked in, and at an angle where all that pressure is right on the back of TLA!
Fiora: TLA’s body bending and contorting in a way that is not natural! Marshall leaning back with all his might! TLA Screaming in pain as he reaches out for the ropes, BUT THEY JUST OUT OF HIS GRASP! CODY USING ALL HIS WEIGHT, HE MIGHT SNAP TLA’S SPINE HERE, WHAT’S TLA GOING TO DO?! THE LOOK OF AGONY ON HIS FACE AS HE’S LOCKED IN THIS SUBMISSION!
Aren: (leaning in chair) Just quit TLA and it will all be over, just give up and let it go……
Fiora: THE REFEREE CHECKING TO SEE IF TLA WANTS TO CALL IT!
Crowd: T-L-A! T-L-A! T-L-A!
Fiora: TLA LOOKING UP, LOOKING RIGHT AT AREN, LOOK AT THE FIRE IN HIS EYES, TLA TRYING TO FIGHT THRU THE PAIN AS HE REACHES OUT FOR THE ROPE… HE GETS IT!!!
Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
Angel: Marshall releases the hold, and that may have been the last TLA had to give here in this one as he lays limp. Cody with a stomp to the back, and TLA Rolling in pain into the corner! TLA slumped against the bottom turnbuckle, AND MARSHALL CHOKING HIM OUT WITH THE FOOT CHOKE! The Referee quickly pulling Marshall off, and Cody is not happy about it! TLA starting to stir, using the ropes to pull himself to his feet, but Cody sees him and crouches down in the opposite corner, I think I know what he might be looking for here! TLA UP, CODY CHARGES, BALD EAGLE SPEAR! MISSES!!! TLA LEAP FROGGING AND MARSHALL RUNS SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE POST! TLA on him quickly, PANTHERPLEX!!! TIGER SUPLEX HAS CODY MARSHALL IN A WORLD OF HURT AS TLA STARTS FIRING UP! Cody groggy to his feet, Mexican uppercut by TLA, another, and a third! Kick to the gut of Cody Marshall, PANTERA DRIVER ’69!!! I CAN’T BELIEVE TLA GOT HIM UP FOR THAT ONE!!!
Fiora: And look out TLA starting to feel it now as he head up top one more time! TLA perched on the top rope, Looking for BURNOUT! But Cody Marshall back up to his feet! TLA leaps, Diving hurricanrana! NO! TRICKLE DOWN EFFECT! THE ELEVATED POWERBOMB!!! BUT TLA SLIPS OUT BEHIND CODY AND LANDS ON HIS FEET! TLA TURNS AROUND, CODY WRAPS BOTH HANDS AROUND HIS THROAT, RAPTURE!!!
Angel: CODY LIFTS HIM UP, BUT WAIT, TLA WRAPPING HIS LEG AROUND THAT ARM! CROSSED PATHS !!! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT, TLA WITH AN AMAZING COUNTER, PERHAPS OUT OF DESPERATION!!! CODY STILL ON HIS FEET AS TLA HAS THAT HOLD LOCKED IN TIGHT! CODY TRYING TO FIGHT IT OFF, BUT ALL OF TLA’S WEIGHT IS JUST WRENCHING ON THAT BAD ARM! CODY LOOKING LIKE HE’S STARTING TO FALTURE, HUNCHED OVER, NOW DOWN TO A KNEE, NOW BOTH KNEES! TLA MAKING SURE TO KEEP A SHOULDER OFF THE CANVAS WHILE TRYING TO BRING CODY ALL THE WAY DOWN! CODY DOWN ON HIS BACK!!! HE’S REACHING OUT FOR THE ROPES, BUT THEY’RE TOO FAR, CODY TAPS!!! CODY MARSHALL TAPPING OUT!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(The crowd goes wild as “Ambitionz Az A Ridah” comes blaring on the arena speakers.)
Rebecca Sawyer: The winner of this bout by way of submission, T-L-AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
(TLA releases the hold. Marshall rolls out of the ring as the referee raises TLA’s hand.)
Angel: I am in shock at that last sequence, and I have no idea how TLA was able to get that Crossed Paths locked in before Cody could finish him off with the Rapture!
Fiora: This was one hell of a gutsy performance by TLA, he fought thru an immense amount of pain to stand tall here tonight!
Aren: I’m still not impressed at what I saw here. If he thinks it’ll be this easy at Territorial Invasion, he’s got another thing coming.
(TLA climbs up to the middle turnbuckle to celebrate his win, as he does he looks over and makes eye contact with Aren.)
TLA (No Mic): Ain’t no quit in me holmes. Not tonight, not at T.I. amigo.
Fiora: Wow, incredible action here tonight, stay tuned there is more to come on Voltage.
(AD: Chris Elite presents “Air Elites”, the shoe for those wanting to give it 200%.)
(FINAL COMMERCIAL BREAK)
(We return to the ring where a black carpet has been rolled out to cover the canvas in the ring. In the center of the ring is a table with black sheeting over it, two chairs on adjacent sides as well as a contract sitting nicely in the middle of the table with two microphones next to it. Nick Angel is standing by in the ring.)
Nick Angel: Ladies and gentleman, in just two short weeks we will have our annual inter-branded FPV known as Territorial Invasion live from St. Petersburg, Russia. With an anticipated 70,000+ expected to be in attendance, Kenny Drake created a handful of matches for the Voltage side of things and he is assuring everybody that Voltage will be stealing the show come the event’s end. One of those matches happens to be the World Heavyweight Championship match between the challenger Cameron Ella Ava…
(The fans boo at the remark of her name.)
Nick Angel: …and the EAW World Heavyweight Champion, Jamie O’Hara!
(The fans cheer loudly at the remark of his, with applause to match.)
Nick Angel: This lovely couple have been through so many ups and downs but most recently it has been quite the drama story. Ever since Cameron Ella Ava was announced as the number one contender to the championship, their love has slowly faded away as the weeks drew closer towards the match. Both of them have tried showing support for each other, but their desire to be champion has outshined their love more than the two would care to admit. Evidently the two seem to care more about the title than each other at this point, and with Territorial Invasion right around the corner, I am predicting this one to be an all-out war. A battle not only over a belt, but a battle over love and a battle over attempting to keep the companionship at the same time. With all that said, I think it’s about time we get this contract signing underway. Ladies and gentleman, please help me in welcoming … THE CHALLENGER!! SHE IS THE GODDESS OF EAW … CCCAAAMMEEERROONNN EEELLLAAAA AAAAVVVAAA!!!!
(“ULTRAnumb” by Blue Stahli plays to huge heat from the crowd in attendance as Cameron Ella Ava comes out from behind the curtain wearing a black low-cut dress and stylish black women’s boots. She confidently makes her way down to the ring with a smirk on her face. She climbs up the steps at ringside as Nick Angel walks over and sits on the second rope to help her inside. She climbs in and after a thank you, sits down in the chair facing the entrance stage.)
Nick Angel: And now ladies and gentleman please welcome … THE CHAMPION!! HE IS THE SAINT OF VALIANCE, AND THE EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION … JJJAAAAMMIIIEEE O’HHAAARRRAAA!!!!
(“Kashmir” by Led Zeppelin plays to a great ovation from the fans as Jamie O’Hara makes his way onto the stage wearing a three-piece suit and sunglasses, and has his championship resting comfortably over his right shoulder. He makes his way down the aisle, before climbing up onto the ring apron. He takes off his sunglasses as he and Cameron share a look of silent endearment. He enters the ring and sits down opposite of Cam as his music fades out.)
Nick Angel: Now, Kenny Drake has asked me to oversee this contract signing here tonight as he has other duties to take care of, so we’re going to do this under my terms. I know how a lot of contract signings tend to go, and as long as this contract signing is underway and I am in this ring overlooking things, I do NOT want to have this turn into a brawl throughout. I know you two seem to be smarter than to do something like that, but I’ve known what I thought to be some smart people in my life, and they all–
Cameron Ella Ava: Yeah, yeah, yeah, enough with your blabbering. You may be overseeing this contract signing Nick, but unfortunately this is NOT about you. This is not about these people in attendance either … this is about me and my man. As far as I am concerned, I don’t need you watching over our shoulders while we talk to each other about where we’re standing right now in our relationship, and about our match. So, if you don’t mind Nick, I will ask this of you only once.
Nick Angel: And what’s that, Cam?
Cameron Ella Ava: Get the fuck out of my ring.
(The fans boo as Nick laughs to himself, before shaking his head. He glances over at Jamie, who only shrugs with a little smile on his face. Nick sighs before exiting the ring and returning to the commentary desk. Cam pushes her chair into the table before leaning more forward towards Jamie.)
Cameron Ella Ava: Babe, these past few weeks have been insane for me. I can tell it’s been insane for you too. We’ve been on this crazy rollercoaster ride with ups and downs, twists and turns. You and I are both currently in a position that I don’t recall anybody else here in EAW being in. We are a couple – a boyfriend and a girlfriend – about to compete for a world championship at one of the company’s biggest events of the year. It puts a hell of a lot of pressure on us as competitors, which unfortunately has carried on over into our personal lives. I just want to assure you right here and right now before anything else gets more out of hand that … I love you, Jamie. From the bottom of my heart. You are my rock, you are my knight in shining armor, and I don’t want this championship match to hurt us in any way. So please know, that no matter what happens between us or what gets said in the next couple of weeks, that I will always love you … okay?
Jamie O’Hara: Well, that’s good to hear honestly. And I want to let you know this too and please listen carefully. I love you too, Cam … but you can it quit with the fucking games now you thick-headed bitch.
(The crowd react in a shock as Cameron’s eyes widen and her face changes to absolute anger. She tries to keep calm to prevent herself from exploding at what Jamie has just said.)
Cameron Ella Ava (double-taking): Um, what the hell did you just call me?
Jamie O’Hara: Enough, Cameron! Enough! Just stop! I know what you’ve been trying to do to me over these past few weeks, and let me tell you babe, it’s just not working! You’re trying to play your little games, and for what? So you can try and get into my head before the match? What, do you think that’s just going to throw me off? From coming out on the first Voltage of the new season to blow me a kiss from the stage, to just last week when you were walking around the ring with MY championship in your grasp, distracting me from my match! These games won’t help you in the long haul. I am your biggest supporter, and ever since you told me you wanted to move on from Empire onto one of the main male shows again, I wanted you to see it through. You wanted to be the first female in EAW history to win a world championship, and again, I wanted you to see it through. I still do! One of the things I love about you is the fact that when you set your mind to something, you won’t stop at nothing until you’ve reached whatever it is you’re chasing. Right now you’re chasing this!
(Jamie lays the world championship out in the middle of the table, and Cameron looks at it, but continues to prevent herself from exploding with rage.)
Jamie O’Hara: The EAW World Heavyweight Title! This is what you are chasing after currently, and that’s great it REALLY is! But you have currently found yourself in an unlucky spot right now. Your timing could not have been more off. As much as I would love to see you win a male’s world championship in your career, I hope you know that you’re not going to win one at Territorial Invasion. If you’re expecting me to just lay down in the middle of the ring and let you pin me then you’re in for quite a different outcome. I didn’t build myself up over these past few months as one of the greatest world champions this company has ever seen just so I can give you the belt because you’re my girlfriend. I fought tooth and nail at Pain For Pride X against Xavier Williams just to keep this belt within my grasp, and I PROMISE you that I am going to do the same against you in two weeks time. This is your first shot at a male’s world title, and I know it will not be your last, but here’s a little spoiler alert for you babe. You will not defeat me at Territorial Invasion, and no matter how hard you try to keep me down, I’m just going to continue to rise back up. You may be my life partner, but I’m going all-in for our match. I will not hold back against you. I am a fighting champion no matter the circumstance, and perhaps the two of us might never be the same again after it is all said and done, but the risks I am willing to take to stay champion are immensely high, just like I know that the risks you are willing to take to BE champion are exactly the same. Cameron Ella Fernandez-Ava, I love you, but at Territorial Invasion … I will destroy you.
(Jamie puts the microphone down on the table before opening up the contract and signing it as the crowd applause his speech. He slams the pen down and pushes the contract towards Cam, who stares daggers into his eyes.)
Jamie O’Hara (off-mic): I know what I said may have made you mad, but this is the risk we’re running. You’re the one that came out wanting to challenge me for the belt all those weeks ago, and now here we are. I hope you’re not second-guessing any of it, because I want us to steal the show. Sign the contract, Cam.
(Cam’s expression immediately turns to a big, happy smile, as she picks up the pen and signs it as well. She moves the contract to the end of the table, and slowly stands up. She looks over the belt, admiring it, before leaning over the table a little more closely towards Jamie’s face.)
Cameron Ella Ava: So my hunch was right. You really do care about this championship more than you care about me. No, it’s okay, don’t start trying to deny it. I completely understand. I’m not mad … really, I’m not. I’ve been admiring this championship gold around you for the past few months now, and Jamie you know as well as any that my admiration for you was getting me a little … hot. I love how sexy you look coming out every week when you don’t have a match in that three-piece suit, and your expensive sunglasses, with the belt placed over your shoulder. Mmm, you knoooow I love a man with style. A man with confidence such as yours. And then when you do have a match and you come out in your black Saint of Valiance T-shirt and the belt is strapped around your waist. And then once you’re in the ring and you take your shirt off to reveal that gorgeous body of yours. Ohhh, Jamie.
Jamie O’Hara (off-mic): What are you doing, Cam?
(Cam leans a little more forward, now just inches from Jamie’s face.)
Cameron Ella Ava: I know when I was the Women’s World Champion it gave me all the confidence in the world. I felt sexier, I felt like a better woman in and out of the ring. I looked myself in the mirror each and every day I was champion and I am not afraid to admit that … I turned myself on. Like, ALL the time. Hell, I know I’m beautiful even when I don’t have gold to show for it. But here’s what I know, babe. If I defeat you in two weeks time, this world championship would bring out a whole new confidence within me. I would feel so much more independent and sophisticated as a woman, and it would get me so turned on knowing that I would be sitting on a throne alone on top of a mountain with that belt across my naked body and instead of women trying to climb up just to get a piece of me like I’ve been used to … it would be men instead. I want to make history just as much as I want to make love to you right now. Unfortunately for the two of us though, we cannot conquer as a king and a queen together. If I were drafted to Showdown or to Dynasty and won a world championship there, we would be the ultimate power couple here in EAW. But no, I’m here on Voltage … and you’re here on Voltage. Only one of us can rule this kingdom as its champion. Only one of us can slay the peasants beneath our feet. But who of the two of us can do this? We’ll have to wait and see. But Jamie, my love, there’s just one thing I need for you to know…
Jamie O’Hara (off-mic): What’s that?
(Cameron leans in and passionately kisses Jamie for a lengthy amount of time, before pulling away with force.)
Cameron Ella Ava: That I am The First Goddess of Motherfucking Voltage, bitch!
Nick Angel: OH MY GOD!!! CAMERON GRABBING JAMIE BY THE HEAD!! CAMERON ELLA AVA SLAMS JAMIE’S HEAD HARD STRAIGHT INTO HIS OWN BELT AS IT WAS LAYING THERE ON THE TABLE! JAMIE COLLAPSES TO THE MAT, AND BLOOD IS COMING FROM THE TOP OF HIS FOREHEAD! WHAT ON EARTH DID WE JUST WITNESS?!
Nathan Fiora: NICK WE JUST SAW CAMERON ELLA AVA SNAP!! BUT CAM IS NOT DONE, AS SHE THROWS HER CHAIR OUT OF THE WAY AND WALKS TOWARDS THE CRAWLING CHAMPION! AND LOOK AT HER NICK! LOOK AT THAT SICK, SADISTIC SMILE ON HER FACE! CAMERON IS A PSYCHOTIC BITCH!
Nick Angel: Ooo, easy now Nate. Jamie is trying to get out of the ring, but look at his head! It’s crimson red! That sickening splat onto that championship belt really did a number on him! I don’t think he knows where he is right now!
Nathan Fiora: Oh no! Cam is lifting Jamie to his feet and slowly dragging him towards the table here! OH HOLD ON NOW! THE STRENGTH! SHE’S LIFTING JAMIE UP IN THE ALABAMA SLAM POSITION! CAM HASN’T STOPPED GRINNING!! SHE FORCES JAMIE FORWARD … AAALLAABBAAMMAA SLAAAAAM THROUGH THE TABLE!!! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, CAM JUST DOES NOT CARE RIGHT NOW!
Nick Angel: NOT AT ALL!! SHE PICKS UP THE EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP, BLOWS JAMIE A KISS, BEFORE RAISING IT IN THE AIR TO AN ECHO OF BOOS FROM THE FANS HERE IN BERN, SWITZERLAND! THEY HATE HER, AND THEY AREN’T AFRAID TO SHOW IT!
Nathan Fiora: Well we know now where these two now stand with their relationship AND this match! It’s evident that Cameron Ella Ava is REALLY gunning for that championship belt, and she is desperate to do whatever it takes to win it, no matter who the hell is holding it!
Nick Angel: We are still two weeks out from Territorial Invasion, and with the go-home show for Voltage next week, I can’t even IMAGINE what the hell is going to happen between these two then! But that’s all the time we have for this week, ladies and gentleman! Thank you for joining us for another edition of Sunday Night Voltage! See you next time!!
(Cameron Ella Ava drops the belt over Jamie as two referees begin to check on Jamie who is still laid out, as Cameron leaves the ring and heads up the ramp as we fade to black.)
(EAW Logo Buzzes.)