“Take What Is Yours”
(EAW Intro Plays…….)
(“Bully” by Shinedown plays us in as cut to the announce table soon after, briefly seeing the ring crew setting up something in the squared circle during the camera angle switch. The crowd is extremely excited as they jump up and down and gesture to the camera.)
Nick Angel: Hello everyone! We are back for yet another edition of Sunday Night Voltage and we are loading the show up always! This time around we don’t have that much time to waste with our intro as we have a very special event to kick us off with!
Kawajai: Yeah, we have been told to make this quick and give plenty of time for the men in the ring to speak but let us just say we have a lot in store for you all: Finnegan Wakefield vs Lars Grier, the debut of Badru Jamba and a BLOCKBUSTER main event as Jamie O’Hara takes on Keelan Cetinich!
Nick Angel: That and so much more is happening but before we get to any of that we have Kenny Drake in the ring for the first ever “EAW World Heavyweight Championship” Forum!
(With the brief intro now finished the camera pans across the arena, where in the ring we see seven red podiums over a black carpet, and behind each podium stand the participants of the Voltage Chamber match at Road to Redemption. Each podium has the name of the respective Voltage Elimination Chamber participant on it, and the podium in the middle has Kenny Drake’s name on it. Kenny Drake is also in the ring, ready to speak. The Voltage theme song fades out…)
Kenny Drake: Ladies and gentleman, welcome to another edition of Sunday Night Voltage!
(The crowd roar in approval.)
Kenny Drake: In just two short weeks, we will have Road to Redemption. Six of Voltage’s very best are going to step inside the hellacious structure known as the Extreme Elimination Chamber! The champion, Jamie O’Hara, will defend against five other hungry opponents who are all vying to put an end to Jamie’s current historic 183 day reign as EAW World Heavyweight Champion. Tonight, each man will say their piece, giving reasons as to why the believe they deserve to not only be in this match, but to why they think they will end Jamie O’Hara’s reign. Let’s start with the champion himself… Jamie?
(Jamie O’Hara, with his championship belt sitting comfortably on his right shoulder, leans forward into the microphone aimed up directly at his face.)
Jamie O’Hara: What can I say that hasn’t already been said, Kenny? What can I do that hasn’t already been done? Personally, I do not feel the need to speak on any of the peasants standing in the ring with me. I have stepped into the ring with just about every single one of them already, and I have taken them all down without a care in the world. And if you think that putting all five of them together inside a giant structure such as the chamber will intimidate me, then you clearly do not know what I am capable of. Clearly you have not seen what I have been doing these past 183 days. Clearly you have not seen what I have been doing my entire tenure here in EAW. Because it does not matter how many cities I fly into every week, or how many arenas I enter to show up to work, the glory of being champion remains the same. Because I am not a man nor am I a king… I am a god. I am sitting comfortably on my throne in amongst the clouds and I look down below to see these five mortals climbing to the tallest peak known to this world, and one of them very may well reach the top of that mountain, but once they get there, they will be where all former challengers of mine have always been… just fingertips away. They see me, they see the clouds, but they cannot climb any further because, well… I’m just on another level.
(Jamie moves his head away from the microphone, as the crowd give him a mixed reaction to his promo. His opponents seem disgusted in the ring, some even laughing.)
Kenny Drake: A true champion, honestly. Alright let’s begin with-
Carlos Rosso: Okay now just hold on just a minute…
(The crowd boo at the sound of Carlos Rosso, leaning forward into his microphone, looking over at Jamie O’Hara, who is paying no attention to Carlos whatsoever.)
Carlos Rosso: Just who in the red hell do you think you’re talking to boy?
Jamie O’Hara: Nobody in particular, but if I was, it wouldn’t have been you.
Carlos Rosso: And what is that supposed to mean?
Jamie O’Hara: I am basically just saying you fucking suck without trying to sound too mean.
Carlos Rosso: Well I’m about to give you pieces of my mind right now, Jamie. You and I have a lot of rich history. You are one of my sworn enemies. I feel like I haven’t had a proper opportunity to give you the beating of a lifetime, but now I got a shot in two weeks time at Red Dead Redemption!
Jamie O’Hara: Red… Dead Redemption?
Carlos Rosso: You are not deserving to be that championship right now… and I will going to tell you why.
(Carlos Rosso proceeds to pull out about two hundred sheets of paper from under his podium, but is quickly interrupted.)
Jamie O’Hara: No, you won’t. Not from you. Not with your vocabulary. In fact, none of you are going to come out and tell me why I do not deserve to be champion, because all of your reasons are just going to laughable. What, I cost TLA one match because of my girlfriend? I’ve been the champion for six months, and NOW people are just starting to say I don’t deserve to be the champion? Are you kidding me? Not only is the competition on Voltage weak, but everybody here has mental deficiency.
Amadeus: Ahhh yes, Jamie. I’m glad you and I can see eye to eye on something. In fact, you and I have something in common come this match in just a handful of days time. You and I both proudly wear the reward of hard work and sacrifice around our waists with pride. You know, and I know, that we are the most superior competitors in this match. The chamber will become my playground at Road to Redemption, and Jamie I have some big plans, but when it boils down to it, I believe deep down inside myself that the final two men standing at the end to chew off each other’s necks will be me and you. Can you picture it, Jamie? Can you see it in the fire… Amadeus, EAW Interwire AND World Heavyweight Champion! An EAW first. I have earned this Interwire Championship, and I have also earned my way into this match too–
Carlos Rosso: Whoa now, ease up turbo! Did you just say you EARNED your way into this match? You were defeated by this man here Keelan Cetinich in a qualifying match, and yet you somehow managed to bitch your way into it regardless! Kenny, I cannot believe you allowed him in! You told me YOURSELF that he was difficult to work with, I remember talking with you after Ground Zero and you WANTED me to teach this arrogant little shit a lesson!
Kenny Drake: Heh, I wouldn’t say I “wanted”, it was simply casual conversation over a drink between friends. Drunken talk outside of the ring doesn’t even matter, this is not about that, speak about your opponent!
Carlos Rosso: I am speaking on my opponent! At the end of the day Amadeus is a overhyped, overpaid, YOUNG BOY and you could have had literally anybody else take his spot! The inbred chicken herder Shaker Jones would have been a better substitute!
Amadeus: Will you shut up?! You are an old, washed-up “veteran” who quite frankly needs to get his ass to school.
Carlos Rosso: Well this old washing up veteran beat your ass again last week! What does that say about you and your stature as a champion?!
TLA: Okay, amigos, okay!! Enough!!
(The crowd begin to roar as TLA begins to speak.)
TLA: Y’all are harshing my vibe, hombres. Are we able to wrap this one up soon, Kenny? I got places to be, bitches to fuck.
Kenny Drake: And what do you have to say about this match at Road to Redemption, TLA?
Amadeus: Yes, what do you have to say? The man who has fallen constantly to the same man over and over. The man who has fallen short in just about every opportunity that has been thrown your way. Runner up in the Grand Rampage match, runner up in Cash in the Vault. TLA, how does it feel to constantly finish second in just about everything you do?
TLA: Ayy that was pretty mean, fam. But here’s what I will say, and it is something I say constantly but it is words to live by if you a real one like me. It don’t matter how many shots at that title I get, it don’t matter how many times I fail tryna get it… every time I fall, you betcha ass imma be comin’ back up twice as strong. Jamie may brag about beating me a couple of times but he too afraid to admit that every time I come at him, I be gettin’ closer and closer. It took his stupid bitch of a girlfriend to help him retain over me at Ground Zero, but she ain’t gun’ be there at Road to Redemption homie. She ain’t gun’ be inside that cage tryna feel up my tights and get a taste of what a real man is like. But just know this, all of you, the TLA you have faced in the past ain’t gonna be the same TLA you will face inside that chamber. Imma be more dangerous, more alert, deadlier, and that World Title gonna come to where it rightfully belongs… around LA PANTERA SEXUAL!!! POON PALACE IS GONNA BE LIT, YO!
(The crowd roar again in approval as TLA finishes his speech, as Carlos looks on shaking his head.)
Lars Grier: Quite the speech. Quite the speech indeed. I read a beautiful poem from this really incredible author recently that read like thi–
Jamie O’Hara: Do not even try and quote scripture around me. Honestly Lars, everything that everyone has been saying has just been white noise to me so far, and it will be no different for you. So maybe, I dunno, just save it. This forum has been a complete, utter waste of my time. This is not something I needed to be a part of. I have defeated you all single-handedly, and Keelan Cetinich will be no different in the main event tonight.
Carlos Rosso: Ah yes, Keelan Ostrich in his first Voltage main event tonight. Good for him. Call me when he main events Pain For Pride.
Amadeus: Or wins a championship.
Kenny Drake: Keelan, anything you’d like to say?
(Keelan, who has been staring down at the ground remaining silent throughout all this, continues to let his mind wander as all six men in the ring look at him, waiting for a response. He leans forward slowly into the microphone.)
Keelan Cetinich: Yes, there is. Honestly, the rest of the challengers to Jamie tonight should not even be speaking an ounce of disrespect towards me because just about every single one of you have fallen to me one way or another. Kenny, you stated that us six are the current best of what Voltage has to offer for this Chamber, correct?
Kenny Drake: I believe it, yes.
Keelan Cetinich: Well then what does that make me? If I, personally, have come out and handed all of you except TLA losses, what does that make me? It’s obvious to just about everybody that Jamie O’Hara and TLA both are the main event talents of Voltage. And yet, here I am, ready to show evidence to the world why I belong up there with them. If this is really the best of what Voltage has to offer, then let’s go through them one by one. We’ll start with Amadeus. Amadeus you… you are one hell of a talent, but what happened to you only a couple of weeks ago? You, the Interwire Champion, fell to me – a man who has been described by many of my doubters that I simply do not have what it takes. Amadeus, you hate to admit it, but I am the reason Nightmare are currently in a state of turmoil. Every single one of you are confused and lost; trying to find a source of light just to keep hanging on for a string of success. Your reign as Interwire Champion won’t last forever, and I hope I am the one to end it. Lars Grier, the only reason you are in this match in the first place is because of me. Without me allowing you to score that final pinfall at Territorial Invasion to earn that special opportunity, you would be at the bottom of the card where you were on Showdown trying to eat at the scraps thrown out by the top tier talent on Voltage. So, you’re welcome. Carlos Rosso… you lost to me twice, so shut your stupid ass up. Call you when I main event Pain For Pride? How about you call me when you actually win a match you moron. Oh and I have main evented Voltage many times in the past so do your research. And TLA, the only time you and I have ever met was in Cash in the Vault, and the two of us came THIS close to pulling that briefcase down, but we both ultimately met our demise. We share similarities you and I, but you’ve had this opportunity basically given to you on your very own doorstep many times. As much as I consider you a good friend here, it’s time for you to step aside, because I will not allow you to get near that championship at Road to Redemption. I might sound like an absolute dickhead to all of you in the crowd right now, but I am in a state of readiness… this is where I belong. Right here. And Jamie, in our match tonight, I am going to be your toughest opponent you’ve faced since moving to Voltage, so I hope you’re ready.
(Jamie O’Hara, hooked on every word, pulls the microphone from off its stand and walks over to Keelan’s podium. Keelan moves away from his podium and the two go face to face in the middle of the ring.)
Jamie O’Hara: I am ready… I am ready to hand this loss to you personally, courtesy of the champion himself.
(Carlos Rosso leaves his podium and walks in the middle of Keelan and Jamie, who slowly turn their heads towards Carlos, who is arguing to the two of them off mic.)
Nick Angel: What is this now? It looks like this thing is about to get out of control. Both Keelan and Jamie are staring at Carlos like he’s a rookie in his debut match on the main roster!
Kawajai: OH MY GOD, FROM BEHIND… AMADEUS WITH THE INTERWIRE CHAMPIONSHIP, KNOCKS IT OVER THE BACK OF CARLOS ROSSO’S HEAD!! THE FIRST SHOT HAS BEEN FIRED, AND KENNY DRAKE IS BAILING FROM THE RING!
Nick Angel: TLA pushes his podium over and rushes into the mix! Lars Grier, however, stays put, and is wanting to watch what’s about to transpire, and hell I am ready to watch this too! OHHH AND HERE WE GO! KEELAN AND AMADEUS ARE EXCHANGING BLOWS AS THEY MOVE TOWARDS A CORNER, WHILE JAMIE AND TLA – TWO BITTER RIVALS – ARE GOING AT IT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! JAMIE WITH A KICK TO THE GUT OF TLA, AND JAMIE NOW THROWS TLA RIGHT INTO LARS GRIER!! JAMIE COLLECTS HIS CHAMPIONSHIP AND ROLLS OUT OF THE RING! THE CHAMP WANTS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS BRAWL!
Kawajai: These fans may not like it, but it’s smart from the champion! Lars and TLA are going at it now! TLA now… SWAG SHOT TO LARS, FOLLOWED BY THE CARTEL KICK! That kick sends Lars falling back into the ropes… OHHHHH A RAVENBEAK BY LARS GRIER TO TLA!!! AND TLA IS DOWN! AND KEELAN, HE PUSHES AMADEUS INTO LARS BEFORE EXITING THE RING HIMSELF! Keelan stands on the outside, avoiding this brawl altogether as well!
Nick Angel: But Kawa, Lars doesn’t want anything to do with Amadeus as he tosses him to the mat. Lars has his attention focused on The Killer! Lars takes a few steps forward and begins to ask Keelan to come back into the ring… BUT LOOK OUT, FROM BEHIND! FINAL ADVENT FROM AMADEUS TO LARS! THE FLYING STUNNER CONNECTS, AND LARS IS OUT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
Kawajai: Amadeus is the final man standing in the middle of the– …HEY!!! CARLOS ROSSO! HE PULLS AMADEUS BACK… SOUTHERN LARIAT!!!! THE SOUTHERN LARIAT!!! CARLOS ROSSO JUST TOOK OUT THE INTERWIRE CHAMPION AGAIN!! WHAT CHAOS TO START SUNDAY NIGHT VOLTAGE! CARLOS ROSSO STANDS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING TO BOOS, BUT HE HAS A HUGE GRIN ON HIS FACE. HE STANDS OVER THE DOWNED BODY OF AMADEUS, AS KENNY DRAKE STORMS UP THE RAMP AND TOWARDS THE BACK. WE HAVE TO TAKE A BREAK.. .WE’LL BE RIGHT BACK…
(We cut to the back where Kenny Drake is walking out the guerrilla position, very frustrated with what just transpired. Cassidy Vega steps in to stop him for an interview.)
Cassidy Vega: Kenny, it seems as if the six participants for the chamber match in just two short weeks are out of control. Do you have any plans to maintain order, or are you going to let it slide?
Kenny Drake (hesitating): You know what… I’m going to let it slide. Let’s let them do what they feel like they need to do. Jamie’s five challengers all feel like they have something to prove, which is one of the reasons why they’ve all gone one on one with the champion over the past few weeks. But you know what… let’s let them fight each other before their eventual meeting at Road to Redemption. Let’s start with this. Next week, Amadeus will go one on one with Carlos Rosso… and the EAW Interwire Championship will be on the line. Let’s see how much more heated these hot heads can get, hey?
(Kenny Drake walks out of the frame as we fade back to ringside…)
(Rebecca Sawyer stands in the ring, microphone in hand as she smiles brightly. Bright red hair flowing slightly as she begins to announce the match.)
Rebecca Sawyer: The following match is scheduled for one fall!
(Rebecca pauses momentarily, the sounds of “The Reality” by Memphis May Fire blaring through the arena sound system as Nathan Fiora steps out onto the stage)
Rebecca Sawyer Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred and eleven pounds… Hailing from Chicago, Illinois, he is ‘No Mercy’ Nathan Fioraaaaa!
Kawajai: I have to say, I have been a bit of a Nathan Fiora fan lately. I admire his aggression and the way he speaks out against those he believes are fake. Having been in the business myself I can definitely agree there are plenty of frauds in this industry so the idea of exposing them isn’t a bad idea – though I do wonder if he has his hands full with Cody Marshall! Nathan is only entering his third match since coming back so hopefully he can keep getting back into the groove of things so that he’ll be prepared!
(The crowd boos, showing their obvious dislike for the male who shows no care for the crowd. “This is your reality!” He yells before making his way towards the ring and stepping inside as he removes his long jacket and sunglasses. His music fading out and being replaced with the sounds of “Es Irónico” by Bocca Myers as the crowd cheers loudly. El Irónico coming out from the curtain and now appearing at the top of the ramp. )
Rebecca Sawyer: And his opponent, weighing in at one hundred and ninety five pounds… From Doncaster, England, he is “The Irn-Bruiser” El Irónicooooo!
Nick Angel: Nathan has no love lost for this man! He has always had a problem with Irónico going back to when he was at the booth with me and had to deal with him joking around with his former significant other, Rebecca. Nathan thinks that Irónico is someone who overcompensates with his comedic antics but if you ask Irónico he is more than real and his success this season backs it up!
(The red headed woman exits the ring as Irónico finally stepped into the ring. Both men staring one another down as the referee was sure to check each man before signaling for the bell!)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Kawajai: The match is now underway and both men are circling one another before meeting in the middle for a collar and elbow tie up! But hold, Nathan instead drives a boot into the midsection of Irónico who doubles over slightly. Nathan approaches Irónico who tries to back away to gain some space, but he delivers another boot into the midsection before lifting Irónico up with a huge Sitout Wheelbarrow Gourdbuster! Nathan going for a pin here, but no! Irónico gets the shoulder up before a count can even be made as Nathan grumbles to himself. Irónico slowly getting to his feet now as Nathan tries to recuperate here. Nathan walks over to his opponent looking for a follow up – WOAH! Irónico taking Nathan down with a Lou Thesz Press as he lays into him with huge rights and lefts!
Nick Angel: Irónico is really trying to lay into his opponent but he might want to get some ring awareness! They’re too close to the ropes and Nathan forces himself beneath the bottom rope with his arms clinging to it tightly as the referee steps in to separate both men. Nathan yelling obscenities at Irónico who is waiting for Nathan to get back into the game. Nathan crawls all the way beneath the bottom rope and out onto the floor with both feet as he waves Irónico off. Hang on, WHAT? Nathan is starting to walk away and towards the ramp here as Irónico and the referee are a bit irritated now.
Kawajai: Irónico now out of the ring and him and Nathan are running circles around the ring. Irónico’s hot on his heels, but Nathan slides into the ring first and Irónico is met with several stomps to the head and back as Nathan unloads an attack onto him. Nathan suckered Irónico in! Nathan pulls Irónico up to his feet and Nathan is met with a surprising enzuigiri to the back of the head! And then an Atomic Drop from Irónico here! Nathan letting out a small cry of pain from the impact as he drops to his knees now. Irónico takes a moment to tune up the band before he nails a huge Superkick to the now downed Nathan. Irónico with a cover here!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE —
Nick Angel: Nathan throws his shoulder up, creating distance between himself and Irónico as he shakes the cobwebs off now. The two are now both on their feet after Nathan scrambled to catch up to his much quicker opponent! Irónico and Nathan charging towards each other and Nathan with a huge Jumping Lariat to Irónico now! Nathan got Irónico badly with that, rocking the luchador as he is now looking to end things here, attempting to lock in the submission known as Breaking Beauty! It’s locked in and Irónico is screaming in pain! That Rings of Saturn is being pulled back on tightly! Nathan keeps this hold on Irónico, the referee stopping every few seconds to see if Irónico is ready to give up!
El Irónico: (no mic) Not a chance in hell, youn!
Nick Angel: Irónico will not submit! Irónico is shaking his head as he stretches his left leg out, tapping his foot about on the canvas and extending that leg as far as he can! Nathan only wrenching the hold tighter, but Irónico’s foot touches the rope! The referee tells Nathan to break the hold, but he doesn’t!
Referee: Come on Nathan, hurry up and break it! ONEEEE! TWOOOO! THREE! FOOOOUURRRR! FII —
Kawajai: Nathan finally releases the hold with a swift Mule Kick to the head of Irónico!
Nick Angel: Nathan is staying hot on the attack of a now downed Irónico as he lifts him up and nails him with an Overhead Belly-To-Belly Suplex sending him a few feet away! Nathan slowly moving so he can get to his feet as he pushes his hair from his face and lets out a breath. Seemingly looking to put an end to this match as soon as possible. Nathan makes his way over to a corner as he looks to be preparing for that corkscrew splash from the corner! Irónico is rolling onto his back now as he tries to catch a break, unknowingly setting himself up!
Kawajai: But, Nathan is now bouncing onto the top ropes and nailing Irónico with that Ghost Walking! It’s all over for Irónico now!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“The Reality” by Memphis May Fire plays and Nathan stands to his feet as a downed Irónico stays where he is, the pain in his arms a bit too much for him.)
Rebecca Sawyer: Here is your winner… Nathan Fioraaaa!
Kawajai: Irónico gave Nathan Fiora a run for his money at the start and even had Nathan retreating but at the drop of a dime Nathan Fiora was able to switch things up and stun Ironico enough that he was unable to come up with a response to his closing flurry!
Nick Angel: Nathan Fiora is a crafty guy indeed but in the end he was able to just brute force his way to that finish. Ironico is a smaller guy than him and Nathan’s power moves kept him from getting out of that hole that was dug for him. Nathan Fiora is now walking over to Irónico and is grabbing him by the head! What is he – wha….NATHAN FIORA IS RIPPING IRONICO’S MASK! HE IS TEARING THE MASK APART AS YOU CAN SEE A HOLE IN IT! IRONICO IS PROTECTING HIMSELF, TRYING TO COVER HIS IDENTITY BUT IF NATHAN KEEPS RIPPING IT THERE WILL BE NOTHING THERE TO HIDE HIM!
Nathan Fiora: (no mic) You’ve got next, Cody!
Kawajai: Nathan Fiora usually puts masks ON people but in Irónico’s case, taking it off would expose who he really is! Nathan is so close from removing the whole mask, but look who is coming down the ramp! Finnegan! Finnegan Wakefield is running down that ramp and heads into the ring as Nathan Fiora lets go of Irónico! Finn just saved his partner from a serious embarrassment! Ironico is looking pretty shaken up from all of this, Nathan definitely wanted to make a statement with how rough he was!
(Nathan yells at the crowd who shows their displeasure as he exits the ring. Finn checks on his partner to see if he’s ok as his eyes are a bit glazed over. A medic heads into the ring to check on Irónico as he appears to be a bit rocked though nothing too serious. They tell Finn that Irónico will have to spend the show with them in the medical room as he nods and help him to the backstage area.)
[SK vs Moongoose]
Rebecca Sawyer: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(“Seven Nation Army (Glitch Mob Remix)” — The White Stripes hits to a positive reaction. Badru Jamba looks incredibly confident as he strides out onto the ramp. He takes a moment to survey the crowd, nodding graciously to them before making his way down the aisle at a brisk pace.)
Rebecca Sawyer: IIIIIINTRODUCING FIRST! From Kenya, Africa…weighing in at 161 pounds…he is “The Avatar of the Flame”…BADRUUUUUUUU JAAAAAAAAAMBA!
Nick Angel: Where this young man is concerned, I hope he realizes that there’s a lot riding on this match! You only get one chance to make a first impression, and here’s to hoping that Badru Jamba makes the most of it.
Kawajai: Jamba is one of the most solid recruits to come out of NEO recently, but at the risk of stating the obvious, the proverbial “big leagues” are a different ballgame. Tonight, he either has one choice: acclimate to life on the main roster, or sink in the deep end of the pool.
(The cheers and fanfare of the crowd persist as Jamba’s theme fades out and is replaced by “Voltage” — Yonosuke Kitamura. Anthony Leonhart walks out into view of the crowd, looking entirely focused as he makes his way down the aisle.)
Rebecca Sawyer: AAAAAAND HIS OPPONENT! From Osaka, Japan by way of Paris, France…weighing in at 215 pounds…he is “The Raging Roaring Lion”…AAAAAAAANTHONY
Nick Angel: On one hand, we had someone trying to start off on the right foot. On the other, we have someone who’s perhaps trying to get back on track.
Kawajai: Anthony Leonhart’s EAW tenure has been one of inconsistency. He looks poised for big things one moment, and is off his game the next. Putting away a promising upstart like Jamba would be a good way to stay on his A-game.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Nick Angel: Aaaaaand we’re off! These two intense, competitive young men rush in headlong for what looks like it’s going to be a very rough collar-and-elbow tie-up! The bigger, stronger Anthony is able to overpower Badru after a short exchange where the two jockey for power. Leonhart seamlessly slips the hold into a tight side headlock. He’s smart to want to keep the Kenya native neutralized. As evidenced from his NEO tenure, Badru is somebody that thrives when the pace of a match is quickened and he’s able to dart around the ring. OH! Badru throws a sharp elbow back into the ribs of Leonhart in an effort to get free, but Anthony is hanging tough! Despite Badru’s best efforts, he’s still tied up! Leonhart once again deftly transitions holds and nails Jamba with a NASTY close-quarters knee lift, connecting right on the bridge of the nose! Jamba’s head snaps back violently! Anthony wisely keeps the pressure on, dropping the likely-stunned Badru with a quick snap swinging neckbreaker! The Parisian drops down to cover, but Badru kicks out of the preemptive hold before the official can even slide in to administer the count!
Kawajai: Anthony is unfazed and pops up to his feet, with Badru following suit immediately thereafter. Leonhart strikes first, doubling Badru over with a stiff knee to the midsection! Leonhart wastes no time whipping the recent call-up into the ropes. Badru rebounds, running right into a roundhouse from Leonhart! NO! Badru wisely ducks beneath the leg and darts over to the opposite ropes, hitting them with fervor and hurtling back toward Leonhart! He leaps! CALF KICK, ON THE BUTTON! Anthony is dropped! Badru covers!
Nick Angel: Leonhart kicks out with AUTHORITY just after one! Badru slaps a side headlock much like the one we saw at the onset of the match on Leonhart as he tries to get back to a vertical base. It doesn’t stay in place long as Anthony is already beginning to pry himself free. Being the smaller of the two men by a great margin will certainly work against Badru here. Leonhart is free! He’s pried away the hands of Badru, and swiftly heaves the smaller man up before dropping him with a spine-jarring back suplex! Leonhart takes a few steps back and runs forward, looking for a knee drop! NOPE! Badru is smart and rolls out of the way at the last second, and Leonhart’s knee is driven straight down into the canvas! He’s in a kneeling position, trying to tend to his knee, but Badru isn’t letting up! A spinning backhand to the face of the Frenchman has him laid out! What a strike from Jamba! Here comes another cover!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEE! TWOOOOOOOO!
Kawajai: Leonhart had his bell rung, but he’s still in this! He rolls onto his side, trying to shake out the cobwebs. As he’s trying to lurch up to his feet, Badru makes his way over toward the ropes, stepping over the middle one and setting foot out on the apron. He latches onto the top rope with both hands and has his eyes fixed on he gets up to a vertical base. As soon as Leonhart’s steady on his feet, Badru leaps! SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY!
Nick Angel: PERFECT PEACE! HE’S CAUGHT! Leonhart snatches Jamba out of mid-air and drives him down into that tilt-a-whirl backbreaker with VIGOR! Badru falls to the mat writhing in pain, one hand instinctively going to clutch that afflicted lower back! Leonhart is in the driver’s seat as he peels Badru from the canvas and latches onto the younger man’s arm…INNER PEACE II! Leonhart nails the inverted stomp facebreaker, and Jamba is down! He scurries into the cover and hooks the leg!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE! TWOOOOOOOO!
Kawajai: Not quite! The tides may have quickly turned in Leonhart’s favor after that ill-fated crossbody attempt, but they haven’t turned enough to help him put Badru away! Anthony stoops and heaves Badru up onto his shoulders. Looks like he’s got him in position for Liberi Fatali! If Leonhart hits this reverse Death Valley driver, Badru could be in a world of trouble! HE THROWS HIM OFF!
Nick Angel: WAIT! WAIT! AS SOON AS LEONHART WENT TO THROW JAMBA OFF, HE SPUN AROUND! HE SPINS AROUND AND LATCHES ONTO LEONHART’S NECK WITH A DOUBLE UNDERHOOK WITH BODYSCISSORS! HE CALLS THIS OBBA’S CONVICTION! LEONHART IS STRUGGLING HERE, BUT HE MAY BE FADING FAST! JAMBA IS WRENCHING THAT HOLD FOR ALL IT’S WORTH, AND LEONHART AGONIZINGLY DROPS DOWN TO A KNEE! THE HAND IS HOVERING! IT’S HOVERING! THE OFFICIAL IS ON STANDBY JUST IN CASE…THERE IT IS! IT’S OVER! LEONHART TAPS!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Seven Nation Army (Glitch Mob Remix)” hits to a hearty round of applause as Badru releases the hold. Anthony falls to the mat and Badru quickly pops back up, having his hand raised by the official.)
Rebecca Sawyer: HEEEEEEERE IS YOUR WINNER BY WAY OF SUBMISSION…BADRUUUUUUU JAAAAAAAAAAMBA!
Kawajai: Hot damn, what a way for Badru Jamba to begin his tenure here on Voltage! I did say that tonight was all about leaving a meaningful first impression, and what’s more meaningful than snagging a tap out victory on your first night here?
Nick Angel: Anthony Leonhart is always game, we all know this, but there are times when it’s not enough. Sadly for him, this was one of those times. All in the same breath, this match could one day be looked at as a star-making turn for Badru Jamba! Congratulations to him on what’s hopefully the first of many wins.
Rebecca Sawyer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(“California Love” by 2pac ft. Dr. Dre hits the speakers to a roaring ovation as Cody “A List” Marshall hops out from behind the curtain. He removes a pair of shades from his face to reveal a second pair of shades beneath them. Then he removes the second pair of shades with a chuckle and tosses both pairs into the crowd as he runs down the ramp.)
Nick Angel: That was so…extra.
Kawajai: If you want to use that word, Nick, then go ahead. Although I have it on good authority that the correct terminology is “glamorous” or “fierce”. How amazing is it for us here on Voltage to see a guy like this accumulate so much star power and make it big while performing right in front of us? We are blessed.
(“Faust” by Silent Armada hits the speakers turning cheers into boos as Jon McAddams appears spotlighted, centre-stage. He raises an imaginary glass to the crowd before making his way down to the ring.)
Angel: Um…sure…whatever. Anyway, here’s another of Voltage’s great show men, and embroiled in some of his own ‘drama’ wouldn’t you say?
Kawajai: I understand that was meant to be a joke but but that’s a 2/10 for me.
Angel: My talents are wasted here…As cracks begin to surface in the unity of The Sanatorium’s Nightmare branch, McAdams and his recent frustrations are right there in the centre of it all.
Kawajai: He’s got a lot to prove. He is desperate for a win. But on the bright side he has an opportunity tonight to walk out of here with a victory over a STAR!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Angel: McAdams comes out of the gates swinging! He harries Cody Marshall with a series of pointed jabs before Cody takes a swing himself. Thin air. McAdams slinks clear underneath the strike and controls the distance with a teep kick. Cody staggersoff his footing and Jon is quick to press the advantage with a quick 1-2 of jabs and a slicing 12 to 6 elbow. LARIAT BY CODY!!! But McAdams ducks well again. Jon sprints past him and rebounds of the ropes with a full head of steam…BUT CODY SCOOPS HIM UP! HE’S GOT HIM. CODY MARSHALL DROPS MCADAMS WITH THE SIDEWALK SLAM AND NOW HE HOOKS THE LEG!
Kawajai: Kick out at two. McAdams started well with some agile footwork and precise striking but now he finds himself star struck down on the canvas because The A List Cody Marshall required only one take to turn this match around. This is where McAdams needs to find some ‘True Grit’ because Marshall is already upon him, raining down with some ‘Titanic’ punches to the head. Cody rakes him into the side headlock as his continues to assert his stage presence on this match. BUT MCADAMS! The Brit showing us all some of that ‘Dunkirk’ spirit as he fights back against the tide of war. He strikes with all of his might into the belly of Cody Marshall but Cody isn’t letting go ‘For A Few Dollars More’.
Angel: Enough. The film puns are getting worse.
Kawajai: I am sure I have no idea what you are talking about. Ehem…McAdams slips his hands under Cody’s arms…HE’S TICKLING HIM. THERE IS NO TRICK IN THE BOOK THAT HE WON’T TRY! Jon McAdams is going ‘The Whole Nine Yards’ to give himself every advantage in this match.
Kawajai: Cody is ticklish. He is trying hard to keep it together but he can’t do it. He bursts into laughter as McAdams breaks free and chops him down with a sharp kick to the back of the knee. THE SYSTEM! MCADAMS PLANTS CODY ON HIS FOREHEAD WITH THE LOW ANGLE DDT! Cody is rocked. He tries desperately to get back on his feet, But his legs won’t support him. He drops back down to his knees and reaches out finding the ropes for support. In truth though it looks like Cody is up the creek and ‘Without A Paddle’ because McAdams is stalking up behind him like a vicious ‘Predator’…HE RUSHES IN. SPRINGBOARD BULLDOG!!!
Angel: WAIT, KAWAJAI! CODY COUNTERS. CODY CATCHES MCADAMS AGAIN AND HE IS HOLDING HIM UP IN THE AIR…ATOMIC DROP!!!
Kawajai: WHAT A COUNTER! JON MCADAMS IS ‘FOOTLOOSE’!!!
Angel: OH FOR GOD’S SAKE! Cody grips a shaken Jon Mcadams by the wrist. SHORT ARM LARIAT!!! BUT NO! MCADAMS BLOCKS IT WITH A BULLISH HEADBUTT TO MARSHALL’S CHEST! AND THE SUPERKICK!!! MCADAMS LANDS THE SUPERKICK RIGHT ON THE BUTTON AND CODY IS DAZED. McAdams hits the ropes…RUNNING DROPKICK! Cody is sent tumbling off his feet and through the ropes, but he is able to get a grip and keep himself on the apron. As he pants to recover, McAdams closes in, reaching over the ropes to – OW!!! CODY CLOCKS HIM WITH A BIG RIGHT HAND. SHOULDER TACKLE!!! CODY SLINGSHOTS HIS MASSIVE FRAME OVER THE ROPES FOR THE SHOULDER TAKEDOWN ON MCADAMS. Cody bounces straight back up and drags Jon along with him. Marshall manhandles the more diminutive McAdams, shoving him into the corner and raising a foot up to McAdams’ throat for a nasty choke.
Referee: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…
Kawajai: Jon coughs and gasps as Cody releases the choke. BUT A LIST ISN’T DONE YET. HE IS LIKE A ‘RAGING BULL’ , FIRING WITH BIG SLUGGING BLOWS TO THE MIDSECTION! JON SLUMPS DOWN IN THE CORNER AS CODY STOMPS A MUDHOLE THROUGH HIM. Cody backs off, preparing to give McAdams one more ‘Memento’ to remember him by…CODY SPRINTS TOWARDS HIM! BUT MCADAMS!!! MCADAMS STOPS HIM IN HIS TRACKS WITH WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE. MCADAMS DIVES OFF THE SECOND ROPE! DDT!!! NOOOOOO! CODY COUNTERS, SLINGING JON OVER HIS SHOULDER AND PROPELLING HIM FACE FIRST AT THE TURNBUCKLE. SNAKE EYES! A STUNNED JON MCADAMS STAGGERS AROUND AS CODY HITS THE ROPES…BIG BOOT! HE’S GOING TO FEEL THAT ONE ‘THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW‘.
Angel: Jon McAdams is beat up. CODY almost took his head off with that big BOOT and he is not done there. Marshall drags McAdams back up off the canvas. CODY LIFTS HIM UP FOR THE BLOCKBUSTAH BRAINBUSTAAAAAAHHHHH! BUT MCADAMS DRIVES HIS KNEE INTO THE HEAD. OH MY GOD! HEAD TRAUMA! HEAD TRAUMA!!! JON JUST COUNTERED THAT BRAINBUSTER ATTEMPT INTO THE HEADTRAUMA!!! MCADAMS HOOKS THE LEG!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Faust” by Silent Armada rings out throughout the stadium as dejected fans hurl insults at the victorious Jon McAdams. )
Kawajai: Wow I hope nobody blinked. McAdams turned a bad situation into a victory in an instant. Just goes to show the kind of drama and unpredictability endemic here on Voltage where surprises can happen at any time, any given moment, ‘Any Given Sunday’.
Angel: I’m with you. An exciting and tense match from start to finish. Condolences for Cody. Congratulations to big match Jon, maybe this will serve to cool some of his frustra-
(‘The Sound of Silence’ by Necroblaspheme hits as Apocalypse enters and walks down the ramp.)
Kawajai: Apocalypse!!! What is he doing here?!?!? Apocalypse circles around the ringside area right over to the time keeper’s area…A CHAIR! HE JUST RETRIEVED A CHAIR AND HE ENTERS THE RING!!!
Angel: Apocalypse stands staring off face to face with Jon… AND HE SHOVES THE CHAIR INTO HIS HANDS! HE TURNS TO POINT AT MARSHALL! OH GOD NOOO!!
Apocalypse: Don’t stop until I say so.
Kawajai: Jon hesitates…BUT NOT FOR LONG! HE SWINGS THE CHAIR INTO THE SPINE OF THE A LISTER!!! AND AGAIN!!! SOMBODY GET SECURITY! OH GOD NOT THE FACE! MCADAMS JUST WRAPPED THAT STEEL CHAIR AROUND THE MONEYMAKER!!!
Angel: CODY IS BLEEDING FROM THE TOP OF HIS HEAD BUT APOCALYPSE DOESN’T GIVE THE ORDER TO STOP! MCADAMS CONTINUES TO PULVERISE CODY INTO A BLOODY MESS!!! OH THE HUMANITY! HE’S GOING TO KILL HIM!!!
Apocalypse: ENOUGH! ow they know who it is they should fear. Drake knows what will he should submit to. We are done here.
Kawajai: Oh thank the Lord. McAdams tosses down the bloodied chair. He and Apocalypse leave the ring finally allowing the EMTs to enter and attend to Cody. I hope he is ok. That was like a scene out of Eli Roth’s ‘Hostel’.
Angel: YOU’RE STILL MAKING FILM JOKES AT A TIME LIKE THIS!!! This is unreal. Fans we shall be back soon when this mess is cleared up. Hopefully with some good news on Cody Marshall’s condition.
(A clip is shown of the other Nightmare members watching the match backstage. Amadeus is on the phone, shaking his head and talking to a member on one of the other Sanatorium branches, but trails off to pay attention to Solomon Caine. Solomon Caine for the first time in a long time, looks deeply disturbed. He puts his head down in deep thought and then looks Amadeus in the eye. Solomon Caine quietly removes his Sanatorium jacket, hands it over to Amadeus and leaves the room. Fade to black.)
(We cut backstage to the setup of an interview show, with two chairs facing each other directly in the shot with a white backdrop behind them. Aren Mstislav is sitting in the chair on the left, holding a clipboard.)
Aren Mstislav (to a producer behind the camera): Man, I don’t wanna be doing this. Why does Kenny feel the need to keep me around here? I should be home in Russia. I should be taking the time off I asked for. I hate this shit! WHY DOES–
Producer (off-camera): Uhh, Aren. We’re live.
Aren Mstislav (into camera): Hello ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to A Moment at the Throne! I am your Russian King, Aren Mstislav! This is a new segment for Sunday Night Voltage where I invite members of the roster onto this show so I can attempt to depict and deconstruct their minds and allow them to comment on upcoming matches, goals, or whatever they might have. It’s a chance for them to get what they want to get off their chest, and gives us an opportunity to discuss what they want to discuss if they have not been given the occassion to do so. Joining me on my first episode… TLA!
(TLA walks into the set and sits down in the chair opposite of Aren’s.)
Aren Mstislav: Welcome to the show.
TLA: Gracias, fam. Great to be here.
Aren Mstislav: Later tonight on Voltage, you are going to step inside the ring with the other five members of the Voltage Elimination Chamber in an open forum. Now I believe you’ll want to save what you want to say to each of your opponents for that. Then in the main event, you’ll be on commentary for Jamie O’Hara vs. Keelan Cetinich in what is sure to be one hell of a main event, and again, I’m sure you’ll be talking about those two throughout the match would I be correct in assuming so?
Aren Mstislav: Great, so instead of discussing your opponents, I want to discuss you.
TLA: Ahh… so this isn’t a normal talk show is it.
Aren Mstislav: No. You know me, TLA. In fact, we know each other quite well. You and I have a rich history, more recently our I Quit match at Territorial Invasion. The two of us put on a match that I am sure nobody is going to forget anytime soon. We dug deep; reaching as far down into our guts as we could and pulled out everything from within ourselves and threw it at one another. In the end, you came out the victor. That night, I saw a different TLA. I saw a side of you I have not seen in a very, very long time. That night, the TLA that defeated me cleanly was a man that I knew was capable of dethroning Jamie O’Hara, and let’s face it, you came THIS close to doing that at Ground Zero. You really did.
TLA: Aiight homie whatchu gettin’ at with all this?
Aren Mstislav: What I am getting at is that the TLA I saw at Territorial Invasion is gone. I don’t exactly know what it was that brought that side of TLA out in the lead up to our I Quit match, but if I were to guess, it had to be something that I did. Perhaps it was the way I continued to torment you, or the way I just annoyed you with the sheer sight of me. Or maybe it was the fact that for so damn long, you’ve finished second in this race to the top constantly. Maybe the downright fact that you are just not as good as not only what the fans think you are, but also what YOU think you are, is finally getting to you. It’s eating you up inside.
(TLA remains silent as he begins to ponder in his chair, staring at the floor just beside Aren, growing more curious by the moment as Aren continues to speak.)
Aren Mstislav: What exactly is it, TLA? Because I do not think you even know yourself. But maybe what I just said is exactly the reason. However, that TLA gave you the victory over me to get you that World Championship match against Jamie, and with that you thought maybe you had it in the bag and you didn’t need to dig down deep as you did at Territorial Invasion. If you had, maybe – just maybe – you would have finally defeated Jamie O’Hara and took his crown away from him. Even with the interference from that stupid bitch Cameron Ella Ava, I truly believe you would have capitalized in the right way, but instead, like always, you failed.
(With the final words from Aren just then, TLA glances up with a serious look on his face. In fact he looks ready to explode with rage.)
Aren Mstislav: TLA, I am not your enemy today. In fact, I want to figure out how I can help you. As crazy as it sounds, I, much like all these people, want to see YOU dethrone Jamie O’Hara. You are the one destined to take him down because not a damn soul in this locker room is capable of doing it – even at Road to Redemption in two weeks time. He’s been a thorn in all of our sides for far too long, and it’s time he loses what he so desperately hopes to keep strapped tightly around his waist.
TLA: …you know, for far too long I been shootin’ the shit and I been chill ‘bout a lotta things, but where’s it gotten me? I got much love for my fans and I know how much they been supportin’ me and putting the respeck on my name. I know I had a different side of me when I beat you at TI, homie, and even with that darker side of me I had the crowd in YOUR hometown chanting and cheering me on. I didn’t realize it ‘till now, but Aren you’re right dawg. I gotta bring that side outta me again if I wanna take down Jamie. No more playin’ games and no more messin’ around. I gotta keep fighting and you know imma be doin’ it through thick and thin, rain or sunshine imma be fightin’ that good fight and smokin’ that good kush. Every time I get knocked down I gotta pick myself up and keep on tryin’. Every time I fail, I gotta bring it upon myself that it was on me, not some stupid bitch that would rather be on some show dancing with some mother fucker while Jamie sits there like the cuck he is watchin’ them. Even if I fall at Road to Redemption, y’all gotta know that it will fuel the fire inside my body more and more until I burst into flames, and much like my low rider at TI dawg, imma blow up like a kamikaze and hopefully Jamie will be in the premises. This my destiny holmes, and I will dethrone Jamie… I will!
(TLA jumps out of his chair and walks off the set, as Aren Mstislav nods to himself with a grin on his face. He looks up at his producer…)
Aren Mstislav: I guess you could say that was a successful first show. I might be alright with doing this after all…
(Aren Mstislav removes the microphone from his suit jacket, before walking off the set too as we fade out to commercial break…)
Rebecca Sawyer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(“Alive and Amplified” by The Mooney Suzuki hits the PA system as Shaker Jones makes his way to the ring taping up his fists)
Rebecca Sawyer: Introducing first, from Inglis, Manitoba, Canada, weighing in at 250 pounds! SHAAAKER!!! JOOONES!!!
Nick Angel: Another day in the office for Shaker Jones. Week after week he comes out and more often than not he is left looking up at the lights. Have to admire the persistence to still keep trying though.
Kawajai: He hasn’t been living up to this Hardcore Hero moniker to say the least, the man is in serious need of improvement. Hopefully he has found that improvement because he is going to be in a serious uphill battle here tonight!
(“Problem” – Webbie & Boosie Badazz hits to a loud chorus of boos as Carlos Rosso walks out onto the stage, brushing off the crowd as he walks to the ring with a grin on his face.)
Rebecca Sawyer: And his opponent! From Baton Rouge, Louisiana, weighing in at 225 pounds! THE RED STORM!!! CAAARLOSSSS!!! ROOOOSSOOOO!!!
Kawajai: Wait, Shaker Jones has 25 pounds on Carlos? That can’t be right.
Nick Angel: It probably isn’t. Nonetheless, Carlos Rosso last week was made one of the last entrants in the Extreme Elimination Chamber match for the World Heavyweight Championship and tonight aims to make an example out of Shaker Jones.
Kawajai: Get your stopwatches, folks.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Kawajai: Shaker has his dukes up, ready for a fight against Carlos. It doesn’t seem like Carlos is seeing this the same way, just looking at Shaker with a quizzical look on his face. I don’t think he is taking this even remotely serious.
Nick Angel: Carlos made it very clear that Shaker Jones should not even bother showing up, got to at least hand Shaker this if nothing else; he came for a fight. Although Carlos doesn’t seem to think it is much of one.
Carlos Rosso (no mic): You got a deathwish, boy? Or did you not understand my warning? Do you understand me, dumbass? Huh? Hello? Hello? Hello?
Nick Angel: Shaker just swung with a defiant forearm at Carlos and lands right on his jaw! Shaker isn’t going to take this disrespect!
Kawajai: Gutsy as that was, that forearm didn’t do much to Carlos. Receiving it like a slap to the face if nothing else. Looking back at Shaker with a look of disdain now, his grin gone.
Carlos Rosso (no mic): ‘Ight, you got me there. Respect. Respect.
Kawajai: Seriously? Carlos is extending his left fist for a bump? Did Shaker earn Carlos’s respect just like that? Shaker seems a bit confused himself as he slowly extends his fist to reciprocate it.
Nick Angel: Of course not! Carlos just suckered him in! Carlos hits a one hit kill with that right fist to the face of Shaker Jones, knocking him down to the mat in one blow! The crowd erupt in boos as Carlos soaks it all in!
Kawajai: Carlos is picking Shaker Jones up, he already looks out of it with his eyes glazed over.
Carlos Rosso (no mic): Hello? Hello? Anyone home? Wakey Wakey!
Kawajai: JESUS! A SPINNING BACK ELBOW TO THE FACE OF SHAKER! THE ROSSO REVOLVER KNOCKS HIM OUT ON HIS FEET! THINK I JUST SAW A TOOTH FLY OUT AS SHAKER HITS THE MAT LIKE A TON OF BRICKS!
Nick Angel: Shaker Jones is knocked clean out, Carlos is just kicking him over onto his stomach like he is dead weight! Carlos is looking to make a serious statement as he straddles the back of Shaker, wrapping his arms own arms around his neck as he pulls him back for the Rosso Recliner!
Kawajai: The referee is checking on Shaker, asking if he wants to submit but he’s getting no response! Shaker Jones is out like a light and isn’t responding to the referee! He has no choice but to call for the bell!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Problem” – Webbie & Boosie Badazz hits as the boos continue, Carlos taking liberties with the Rosso Recliner before eventually letting go, refusing his hand being raised by the referee as he brushes his hands together in a mocking manner.)
Rebecca Sawyer: Here is your winner by submission! CARLOS!!! ROSSSSO!!!
Nick Angel: Safe to say that Carlos Rosso has made an emphatic statement about being inside the Extreme Elimination Chamber at Road to Redemption. Making quick work of Shaker Jones tonight with little to no effort.
Kawajai: Carlos isn’t being paid by the hour, Shaker Jones showed some serious balls stepping up to Carlos, but it doesn’t make up for the massive difference in experience and skill. Carlos Rosso victorious in dominating fashion!
[Chris Elite vs. Moongoose – To Be Added; My Apologies to both men, will be doing my best to reach out to whoever has the match and get it as soon as possible. Big Mike seg will be added with it as they are connected.]
Quick Result: Chris Elite def. Moongoose McQueen, surprising him with a spear to obtain the pinfall.
(The camera returns back to an overview of the arena. “Nice To Meet You” by Zack Hemsey hits as Lars Grier steps onto the stage to loud disapproval from the fans. But Lars simply laughs it off as he makes his way to the ring)
Rebecca Sawyer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
Rebecca Sawyer: Making his way to the ring, from Cincinnati, Ohio! Weighing in at two hundred and seventy five pounds!! THE RAVEN!! LLLLAAAARRRRSSSS GGGGRRRRIIIIEEEEEERRRRR!!!!!
Kawajai: Undoubtedly one of the top prospects on the Voltage brand, Lars has had some of the best matches in recent weeks against the likes of TLA and our reigning champion Jamie O’Hara; some brilliant performances in losing efforts but doing well isn’t good enough for him as it should be for everyone!
Nick Angel: It will be the biggest night of this young man’s career in two weeks, first time challenging for the World Heavyweight Championship but perhaps most importantly, it’s the first time he’s stepping inside that elimination chamber! You and I both know from experience that the chamber is nothing to take lightly.
Kawajai: It has made people and it has ended just as many, rather, many more. Lars Grier could be walking into the single greatest night of his career or could be walking into the most literal form of a nightmare any man could!
(Grier settles in the opposite corner, casually relaxed against the turnbuckles. “Morning Glory” by Oasis echoes throughout the Charleston Civic Center as Finnegan Wakefield emerges onto the stage with the New Breed Championship wrapped around his waist. He pauses for a moment, soaking in the roaring applause from the crowd before making his way to the ring)
Rebecca Sawyer: And his opponent! From Bury St. Edmunds, West Suffolk, England! Weighing in at one hundred and eighty one pounds! HE IS THE REIGNING NEW BREED CHAMPION! THE WRESTLING ARTIST! FFFIIINNNNEEEEGGAAANN!!!! WWWAAAAKKKKKEEEEEFFFFIIIEEELLLDDD!!!!!
Nick Angel: It has been a massive number of weeks for Wakefield, stretching back to Ground Zero where he captured that New Breed Championship from Moongoose McQueen in the ladder match; defending the championship with pride while progressing to the finals of the Tag Team Grand Prix with El Ironico; this man seems to be a tad bit unstoppable right now.
Kawajai: Really has been a joy to watch him do what he does best, better than most. Systematically picking apart his opponents to retain the New Breed title and the Grand Prix final at Road to Redemption is just icing on the cake! But he needs to continue this momentum, We Are The Bollocks have an almighty task ahead of them in the form of Di Consentes; the two most respected women in EAW history! Tonight is going to be a considerable test, however!
(“Morning Glory” dies down and both men ready themselves in their respective corners. The official checks with both men before calling for the bell)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Nick Angel: And we’re underway! Both men pace around the edge of the ring, their backs up against the ropes waiting for the other to make the first move; a much anticipated matchup between these two young, bright stars of the Voltage roster. But it’s both men simultaneously stepping into the center of the ring and locking up in a collar and elbow tie up! Grier with the height and weight advantage manages to shift into a side headlock but Wakefield utilising his superior speed slips out immediately, floats behind Lars and sweeps the legs! Right leg still held in the clutch of Finnegan Wakefield, Grier crashes face first down to the canvas but quickly realises the danger in the situation, rolls onto his back and drives both feet up and into the chest of Wakefield, sending the smaller man tumbling back to the corner. Both men quickly shoot back to their feet and we’re back to the beginning to the applause of the crowd!
Kawajai: You would expect nothing less from these two. Incredibly talented and both have considerable wraps on them. But almost immediately Lars Grier fires straight towards the corner, charging towards Wakefield but Wakefield manages to step aside; Lars catches himself with both hands stretched, gripping the top rope but Wakefield cuts him down with a stiff kick straight at the back of the right knee. The knee buckles for a moment but Lars immediately responds with an elbow connecting flush on the jaw! Wakefield stumbles back away from the corner and Lars quickly follows it up with a stiff lariat flooring the New Breed Champion! Lars Grier pounces on the chance and scrambles into a pin!
Ref: OOONNNEEE!!! TTTWWW–
Nick Angel: A kick out just before the count of two. Lars bounces back to his feet and drives the point of the elbow straight into the gut of Finnegan Wakefiedl! Wakefield immediately clutches and tries to roll away but Lars with a clean swing of the boot right into the exposed rib cage! Finnegan races back to his feet with haste, Lars steps in to maintain control of the flow of the contest but instead is met with a stiff forearm to the jaw from Wakefield! And an immediate kick to the mid section by the New Breed champion. Lars steps back but Wakefield floats behind, both arms wrapped around the waist and he connects with a German suplex! Looking to hold the bridge but Grier powers out before the official gets into a position to make a cover! Already both men sucking in deep breathes, explosive pace to this contest and it’s about what you would expect.
Kawajai: No doubt about it and Wakefield doesn’t look like he intends on wasting a second, ribs still giving him a piece of trouble as he once more grabbing the legs of Lars Grier, dropping to the canvas and proceeds to twist himself and Grier over. Lars desperately fighting to crawl towards the bottom rope, even with the weight of Wakefield on his legs as Finnegan looks to lock in that Surfboard Stretch. Wakefield fires away with a flurry of left and rights to the upper and lower back of Grier; Lars trying to twist back over but all control is in the hands of Wakefield. Another bold attempt from Lars trying to block the incoming blows BUT HE’S CAUGHT! WAKEFIELD WITH ONE ARM CLUTCHED, LARS TRYING TO FEND OFF HIS OPPONENT AND BREAK THE HOLD BUT THE BRILLIANT TECHNICIAN IN WAKEFIELD TAKES CONTROL OF BOTH ARMS, THE SURFBOARD STRETCH IS LOCKED IN TIGHT!
Nick Angel: Can only imagine how uncomfortable of a position Grier is in right now! Wakefield wrenching the arms back more and more, Lars trying desperately to roll Wakefield back over, perhaps into a pinning combination but Wakefield is in COMPLETE control and that might even be an understatement right now.
Kawajai: The official asking Grier if he wants to quit but Lars shakes his head and once again musters the strength to try and break the hold, this time using everything he has in the tank to tuck his arms back towards his chest. Inch by inch, Grier slowly ripping away the control of the submission! Wakefield releases the right arm and once more clubs the back of Grier, hoping to wear him down and reapply the submission hold. BUT LARS RIPS AWAY THE ARM! AND WAKEFIELD UNTANGLES HIMSELF, SHOOTS BACK TO HIS FEET AND CONNECTS WITH A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO THE BACK; BOTH FEET VICIOUSLY DRIVEN INTO THE SPINE OF GRIER! Finnegan Wakefield isn’t playing any games tonight, Nick; he’s looking to make a considerable statement against a man slated to compete for the ultimate prize in this business. Wakefield granting Grier a moment of reprieve as he collects his breath once more. Mere seconds as he again looks to continue the momentum he’s built thus far in this match, dragging Grier to his feet and backing him into the corner. Wakefield whips Grier across the ring but Grier drops to the canvas and slides to the outside floor. And Lars Grier taunts Wakefield to follow him to the outside!
Nick Angel: The official stepping towards Grier, demanding he re-enters the ring but Grier isn’t having a bar of the official’s threats! Looking well beyond him and straight at Finnegan Wakefield, tempting him to take this contest to the outside!
Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
Nick Angel: And Wakefield isn’t going to let Lars Grier play his games any longer! Slipping out beneath the bottom rope on the other side of the ring and begins to make his way around to Grier!
Ref: FIVE! SIX!
Kawajai: This could be costly! Grier slides into the ring and races across to the other side! Wakefield isn’t much further behind! Wakefield bounces back to his feet as Lars comes rebounding off the ropes! DROPKICK FROM GRIER! NO! WAKEFIELD WITH A BASEBALL SLIDE EVASION! A SLICK MOVE TO AVOID LARS GRIER! GRIER CRASHES TO THE CANVAS BUT BUMPS BACK TO HIS FEET; STANDING GAMMENGIRI! BUT LARS STEPS TO THE SIDE AND IT’S WAKEFIELD SCRAMBLING OFF THE BASE OF THE CANVAS! GRIER SWINGS WILDLY WITH A LARIAT BUT WAKEFIELD DUCKS BENEATH THE SWINGING ARM. BOTH MEN CHARGE TOWARDS OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE RIN– AND LARS GRIER FLOORS FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD WITH A WICKED ROCKET KICK! THE BOOT FLUSH ACROSS THE JAW, ALMOST RECONFIGURING THE FACIAL FEATURES OF HIS OPPONENT. GRIER DROPS INTO THE COVER, HOOKING BOTH LEGS!
Ref: OOONNNEEE!!! TTTWWWOOO!!!!
Nick Angel: NO! WAKEFIELD POWERS OUT AT THE COUNT OF TWO!
Kawajai: I’m surprised he has the wherewithal to kick out of that! Wakefield immediately sits out, simply out of natural instinct but that kick to the face might have taken everything he had left out of the tank! Lars Grier slowly rises back to his feet, grin across his face as Wakefield stirs on the canvas; trying to drag himself across the bottom of it towards the bottom rope. Lars drags Wakefield back to his feet, Wakefield with a stiff closed fist to the ribs but it barely phases Grier! Lars hoists Wakefield up under his arm, PENDULUM BACKBREAKER! The knee driven right into the spine of Finnegan Wakefield who arches his back the moment he falls to the canvas. Grier again climbs into the cover with his forearm across the face of Wakefield!
Ref: OOONNNEEE!!! TTTWWWOOO!!!! TTTHHHRR–
Nick Angel: And again Wakefield kicks out before the count of three. Lars Grier looking up at the referee questioning his fall but the official insists on the count of two. A victory would be an incredible boost of momentum for both these two men heading into Road to Redemption and you can see the frustration starting to set in on Grier as he contemplates his next month.
Kawajai: Absolutely. Strings of losses do nothing to benefit your mentality, especially when these two are heading into vital matches for their respective careers. You can’t win a tournament off the back of losing, you can’t win a World Championship by being defeated in the lead up.
Nick Angel: Grier sits Wakefield up and drives the knee into the back, holding it into position and cupping his hands under the jaw. Pulling his opponent’s head back, trying to wear down Wakefield to hopefully put him away. Finnegan with an attempt to break free but Grier responds with a forearm shot down across the jaw! He repositions his hands and cinch the hold in a bit tighter. And you can see the discomfort on the face of Wakefield but he shrugs it aside, fists clenched as he tries to break away from the clutches of Lars Grier! Wakefield fighting back to a single knee, Grier cinching the hold in tighter and tighter but Wakefield with the elbow to the ribs! A second and a third consecutive blows and now he’s back to his feet!
Kawajai: But Lars quickly transitions into the side headlock! Still trying to wear down Wakefield but Wakefield with enough to slip out and drop to the canvas. He rolls back up to his feet, Grier charges looking to connect with the lariat! But Wakefield ducks and charges towards the ropes– BUT LARS PIVOTS AND THIS TIME ALMOST TAKES WAKEFIELD’S HEAD OFF CLEAN WITH THE LARIAT! But Wakefield realises the peril of the situation and quickly scrambles towards the corner, pulling himself back to his feet using the turnbuckles! BUT GRIER DARTS ACROSS THE RING! STINGER SPLASH TO THE CORNER! BUT NOBODY’S HOME AS WAKEFIELD ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! LARGS COMES REELING FROM THE CORNER, WAKEFIELD BOUNCES TO HIS FEET AND SPEEDS TOWARDS THE CORNER!
Nick Angel: AVALON! AVALON CONNECTS WITH THE BOOT SMACK BANG ACROSS THE JAW OF LARS GRIER! HE COULDN’T HAVE HIT IT ANY PERFECTLY, KAWA! LARS STUMBLES AROUND, WAKEFIELD PULLING HIMSELF BACK TO HIS FEET, TRYING TO REGAIN HIS COMPOSURE. FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD SLIPS IN BEHIND GRIER, BOTH ARMS HOOKED INTO THE FULL NELSON! LOOKING TO PUT LARS GRIER AWAY WITH ANDROMENDA!!! BUT LARS WITH AN ELBOW TO THE TEMPLE! REPEATED BLOWS TO BREAK THE HOLD, WAKEFIELD’S GRIP CRACKS AND GRIER FLOATS BEHIND–
Kawajai: AND GRIER SHOVES WAKEFIELD INTO THE OFFICIAL! THE OFFICIAL HAD NOWHERE TO GO, THE TWO HEADS COLLIDE. WAKEFIELD STUMBLES AWAY, LARS GRIER CHARGES TOWARDS THE ROPES– RAVENBEAK! THE SPEAK ALMOST SLICING FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD IN HALF. GRIER WITH GREAT HASTE MAKES THE COVER, SCREAMING AT THE OFFICIAL TO MAKE THE PIN WHO SLOWLY GETS INTO POSITION!!
Ref: OOONNNEEE!!! TTTWWWOOO!!! TTTHHHRRREEEEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Nice To Meet Me” by Zack Hemsey hits as Lars Grier rises to his feet with an arrogant grin on his face as the official slowly rises to raise his hand in victory, much to the dismay of the crowd)
Rebecca Sawyer: Here is your winner….LLLLAAAARRRRSSSS GGGGRRRRIIIIEEEEEERRRRR!!!!!
Nick Angel: A contest that lived up to the expectations of many but it’s Lars Grier making most of the situation he created to get the victory over the New Breed champion Finnegan Wakefield tonight!
Kawajai: I’m sure there’s going to be some talk about it but you can’t fault the man. It was a vicious Ravenbeak to seal the victory and if he hits it in two weeks at Road to Redemption, Nick, we could very well be looking at the next World Heavyweight Champion.
(As Grier makes his way up the ramp, he signals the World Championship around his waist, the grin still ever present and widening as he entertains the thought of becoming champion. The camera cuts back to Wakefield still getting to his feet with his New Breed championship in his hands)
Nick Angel: A disappointing result for Finnegan Wakefield but I have no doubt he’s going to be set and ready for his Grand Prix Fina– HEY WAIT A SECOND! WHO? IT’S DI CONSENTES! THEY JUST RUSHED THE RING FROM THE CROWD AND NOW THEY’RE STOMPING AWAY AT FINNEGAN WAKEFIELD! WAKEFIELD TRYING HIS BEST TO COVER UP, BUT LIKE VULTURES PICKING THE BONES OF THEIR PREY, THE HEART BREAK GAL AND CAMERON ELLA AVA ARE SHOWING NO REMORSE. REPEATED STOMPS AT THE RIBS OF WAKEFIELD, METHODICAL IN THEIR ATTACK TARGETING EVERY BIT OF THE BODY THAT JUST TOOK A BEATING FROM LARS GRIER!
Kawajai: And I don’t think they’re done, Nick! HBG dragging Wakefield back to his feet, he’s barely able to stand on his own merit! GODDESS’ TOUCH FROM CAMERON! THE ENZIGURI SENDING WAKEFIELD BACK TO THE CANVAS! Now the Heart Break Gal steps back, waiting for Wakefield to lift his head back up off the mat..VELOCITY 9! SOL INVICTUS! STATEMENT. MADE.
(The crowd roar with disapproval as Di Consentes step back away from Wakefield, admiring their work. Cameron gestures for a microphone and is handed one immediately.)
Cameron Ella Ava: What’s the matter, Finn? A little sore? And where’s your partner, El Ironico? Huh? Nowhere. The two of you are nothing more than a mere rookie tandem thrown together for the Grand Prix; surely you can’t be shocked that he’s not here to save you? Whereas, the two of us? We have over a decade of experience in this company, we’ve shared a locker room for years! I know that no matter the situation I find myself in, HBG will be there for me…and it’s no different with her.
(The crowd again boo as Wakefield tries to clamor to his feet but Cameron connects with a stiff kick to the ribs to keep him on the canvas. She hands the microphone to HBG)
HBG: The two of you are a joke that have somehow come much further in this tournament than you were ever entitled to. You should be praised for your effort! But you will go no further than us in the final. We are a dying breed of women in EAW and we will be damned if “We Are The Bollocks” are the ones to hold that trophy high. You are an insu–
Nick Angel: AND FINALLY HERE COMES EL IRONICO! STREAMING DOWN THE RAMP BUT DI CONSENTES JUST AS QUICKLY EXIT THE RING! THEY WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH IRONICO HERE TONIGHT BUT YOU SAID IT BEST, KAWA, STATEMENT MADE LOUD AND CLEAR FOR WE ARE THE BOLLOCKS!
Kawajai: I for one am excited to see these two teams clash in the Grand Prix Final. It’s veterans of the business versus the rookies, so much is on the line and I’m sure We Are The Bollocks aren’t going to take what happened tonight lightly at all.
(Ironico tends to Wakefield while trading inaudible words back and forth with HBG and Cameron who both make their way up the ramp, proud of their work in the ring as the camera fades to black)
(A commercial break with Shaker Jones shilling for KFC’s Kentucky Gold chicken gives way to the Charleston Civic Center and Kenny Drake standing in the middle of the ring with a microphone.)
Kenny Drake: We’ve had a good show so far tonight, folks, but I want to look ahead for a moment to the interbrand FPV Road to Redemption 11. Now, with all due respect to Dynasty and Showdown, who have talented rosters that are going to put on a great show, but I think that Voltage is going to really shine at Road to Redemption. Look no further than the Elimination Chamber match where the most dominant World Champion of EAW, Jamie O’Hara puts his title on the line against-
(Suddenly the lights go dark and feedback hits the PA, leading into the clash of guitars that starts the opening riff of “Lies” by Evanescence. Amadeus steps out from the back, wearing a white suit and carrying the Interwire title on his shoulder.)
Nick Angel: Business -as they say- is about to pick up. Amadeus has made his way to the stage. He’s one of the men who will participate in the Elimination Chamber match that Kenny Drake was just talking about.
Kawajai: He came close to beating Jamie O’Hara last week -some might say that he would have beaten him had it not been for Carlos Rosso. But he came up short all the same. Still, he gets another crack at Jamie O’Hara after being named as one of the final participants by Kenny Drake. Is he coming out here to thank him?
Nick Angel: I highly doubt that. Amadeus has had some strong words to say about Kenny Drake in the past. From the look on his face now, he doesn’t look like he’s going to change his tune on any of them.
(Amadeus accepts a mic from the ring crew and steps into the ring, staring Kenny Drake down with slitted eyes.)
Amadeus: You’re a real piece of work, Kenny Drake.
Kenny Drake: Excuse me?
Amadeus: When you were an active competitor, you were ruthless, wily, and utterly depraved. Characteristics you need to survive here in EAW. Then, you were exiled by Keelan Cetinich. A few months later, you come back as Voltage General Manager as the new Kenny Drake. Hair shaved, clean cut, dressed in a nice suit. It looked like you had turned over a new leaf, become a good corporate toady to Ryan Adams and the rest of the board. There was just this husk, a shell of the violent psychopath that we had all grown to know and hate.
Kenny Drake: Hey, there was a time for all that, but that time is gone. You can’t run a show like this by letting people do whatever they want to do. You’ve got to maintain control. Can’t let the -if you’ll excuse the pun- inmates run the asylum. And you can’t let your emotions get the better of you. You have to do what’s best for business.
Amadeus: ‘Best for business.’ A weak defense. For a weak person. You and your Wolvesden couldn’t hack it here in EAW, and now you’re taking it out on those you perceive showed you up.
Kenny Drake: I’m pretty sure you’re grasping at straws here. That’s out of line.
Amadeus: Am I, Kenny Drake? Looks differently from where I’m standing. Look at Carlos Rosso. He comes back and who is the first person he targets? The man who exiled you and broke the Wolvesden apart, Keelan Cetinich. What about the Sanatorium, that broke the Wolvesden’s back? First you pit us against each other. Then you sic your old dog Carlos Rosso on me. ‘Best for business’? Only if your business is carrying on your old vendettas while hiding behind a suit.
Kenny Drake: Oh, come off your high horse, Amadeus. Aren’t you the one that says that strife and pain cause growth? Well, maybe you’re just getting a bit of your own medicine. Who says that Nightmare always has to be the testers? Maybe sometimes they need to be tested. I wanted Carlos to show a little initiative and test the Voltage talent. Anyways, Carlos isn’t doing anything more than you guys did in your first few months here. Don’t come throwing this on my doorstep.
Amadeus: I see right through you, Kenny Drake. You might make a nice speech for your corporate puppeteers, but I know better. These people know better. You’re going to find that you’re stirring a nest of hornets.
Kenny Drake: Oh yeah? Listen, pal, you’re just finding out how hard things can be. You think that it’s easy to run a stable? I’ve been there and it’s not as easy as it looks. You think you can just run wild over my roster? Like the saying goes, for every action, there’s an equal and opposite reaction. Look, Amadeus, I see the talent in you. You’ve got a quickness and ease in the ring that few other people have. When you’re in the ring, people’s eyes are drawn to you. Why else do you think I put you in the Elimination Chamber match? I know that win or lose, you’re going to put up a hell of a fight and raise the bar for everyone involved. But here’s the thing that’s holding you back. For all your talk of bettering Voltage, all you do is harm everyone else’s efforts. You want to raise the profile of Voltage, but all you do is undermine it and make it look like a third rate brand. I know you’ve been with the Diemos family and the Sanatorium for a while, and they’ve helped make you the star that you are today, but you’ve got to realize that they’re not helping you, and they’re not helping Voltage. All this talk of outcasts and outsiders, it’s not helping anyone. We’ve got to come together as a brand to truly elevate ourselves. So instead of working against me, tearing me down, why don’t we work together, you and me, to make Voltage the best damn brand in EAW?
(Kenny Drake extends his hand to Amadeus.)
Kawajai: It’s hard to argue with Kenny Drake there. He’s offering the olive branch to Amadeus. Bury the hatchet and work together for the good of Voltage.
Nick Angel: I don’t know if I’d trust the man who essentially put a hit out on you, but Amadeus seems like he’s contemplating it.
Kawajai: He’s taking his hand! He’s shaking it! Kenny Drake is grinning ear to ear right now. He’s won Amadeus over to his side.
Nick Angel: I was not expecting this to end peace- wait a minute! Amadeus just pulled Kenny Drake forward into his knee, doubling the general manager over!
Kawajai: No no no. Don’t do it, Amadeus! This is gonna be career suicide!
Nick Angel: In a flash he’s springing off the middle rope … FINAL ADVENT OF THE TIMELESS ENIGMA! Amadeus just leveled our general manager with that thunderous FATE.
Kawajai: But in doing so, has Amadeus sealed his own? There’s gonna be repercussions for this.
(Amadeus stands over Kenny Drake’s body and picks up his title and the mic.)
Amadeus: Your vision and my vision for Voltage do not coincide. Mock my brothers at your own risk. Send your old dog after me, and I will put him down. Come after me and mine, Kenny Drake, and I will be your nightmare.
(“Lies” hits the sound system again as Amadeus drops the mic. J.D. Damon and security come running down to the ring as Amadeus slides out and jumps the barricade, escaping into the crowd. Damon kneels by Kenny Drake, checking on him. Kenny rolls to his knees and grabs the microphone, holding his jaw.)
Kenny Drake: You’ve crossed the line, you little twerp! You want to talk nightmares? You ain’t seen nothing yet! You hear me? YOU AIN’T SEEN NOTHING YET!
(Amadeus turns around, standing among the crowd, and taunts Kenny Drake.)
(We cut to backstage in the medical facility. Finnegan Wakefield is icing his ribs and sitting next to Ironico who has an ice pack against his head, treating his headache which is still pounding after his premature leave to ringside earlier. The two are sat in silence as they keep their heads down and don’t even make eye contact in a rare moment of seriousness between the duo.)
El Ironico: Tonight has been some bullshit.
Finnegan Wakefield: Yes. Yes it has.
El Ironico: I really wish I could have been there for you earlier, youn. I came in to help way too late. I can’t believe I even had to see the doctors in the first place. It’s ridiculous. *spits to the side*
Finnegan Wakefield: Don’t even worry about it. You got rocked and needed to rest a little, it happens to the best of us. Wrestling is unpredictable, one bad landing in that ring can really do some damage.
El Ironico: What happened today did damage to far more than just physical aspects for me. It damaged my pride. It damaged my reputation. Our reputation was damaged from this. We got bitched out tonight. And it happened right in front of our opposition. Those two sheisty bitches were able to prove themselves right about us today. They think we’re jokes!
Finnegan Wakefield: Ohhh, I know. They’re probably feeling real good about themselves. Seeing us lose and then attacking me while I’m down. We’re going to get them back real good, I promise you. We’re going to lick our wounds, go out, have a pint and then we’re going to get to plotting. Women or not it doesn’t matter, Di Consentes – they’re dead on arrival next time they cross paths with us.
El Ironico: Sounds good. We’re going to make those two learn to respect the name “We Are The Bollocks”.
(FINAL COMMERCIAL BREAK)
(We return from commercial break with Rebecca Sawyer standing in the middle of the ring. You can faintly hear “Ambitionz Az A Ridah” by Tupac play and it seems we had returned to a light show red, white and green colors flashing around the ring.)
Nick Angel: We are back from our last break of the night and you know what that means! It is main event time!
Kawajai: Yup, and we got ourselves a special guest for this match, joining us on commentary is none other than TLA! It will be awesome having your insight man!
TLA: Yo. I am glad to be here at the desk. To be honest though I am not looking to be all in depth and analyzing on some Stephen A. Smith ish – this is more of an opportunity to look at this match up close and check out my competition. I’m taking notes for the Chamber, hopefully this match can get underway soon. Let’s get those chicos out here already!
(“Signs” by Drake plays as the strobe lights flash all around the arena and Keelan Cetinich steps out onto the stage, hyping up the crowd as they cheer him on. He pumps his taped fist and races down to ringside.)
Rebecca Sawyer: Introducing first, from Gold Coast, Australia, currently residing in Los Angeles, California! He weighed in tonight at 218 pounds! He is “The Killer”……KEEEEEEELLLLLLAAAAAANNNN CEEEEEETTTTIIIIINNNICCCHHHH!!!!!!!
Kawajai: Keelan Cetinich has been stepping up big time in recent weeks! Keelan walked out of his feud with Carlos Rosso a new man. His whole perspective has been changed and now he no longer wants to be seen as an up and comer or a “prospect”. Keelan Cetinich wants to be recognized for the work he has put in on the indies for years, the legacy he has created for himself. Keelan Cetinich is more experienced than most main eventers, in his eyes he is EQUAL to Jamie O’Hara if not better! We’re going to get to see if he’s right in that thought in just a matter of moments as here comes the champion!
(“Kashmir” by Led Zeppelin plays as Jamie O’Hara steps out and does a pose on the stage, doing a full spin to show off his new Saint of Valiance T-Shirt with the updated writings on the back saying “Forever WHC” and marking off the different milestones Jamie has been hitting in his reign.)
Rebecca Sawyer: And his opponent! From Melbourne, Australia! Weighing in at 190 pounds! He is our EAW World Heavyweight Champion! The Saint of Valiance…….JAAAAAAAMMMMIIEEEEEEE O’HHAAAARRRRRAAAAAAAA!!!!
Nick Angel: Jamie O’Hara is closing in on two hundred days of being World Heavyweight Champion and about four and a half months of not being pinned or submitted. Jamie is on a whole different level than most this season. Keelan Cetinich has experience but he does not have the kind of experience Jamie does in high profile AND high pressure situations.
TLA: Yeah, he also doesn’t have his girl to fall back on like Jamie does but let’s see if any of those lackings matter in this match. Time to get to it.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Kawajai: We are underway for this first time ever match up as right away Keelan Cetinich and Jamie O’Hara run at each other! They’re going for a head on collision but hold on a second! Keelan looks to surprise Jamie by going low and doing a baseball slide into the legs! Jamie O’Hara is quick enough to leapfrog over that as Keelan goes skidding into the corner that Jamie was in and Jamie stumbles into the one Keelan came out of upon landing on the mat! The two gather their bearings and run at each other again from opposite corners! Keelan Cetinich goes for the clothesline but Jamie O’Hara ducks under it! He has Keelan Cetinich in a waist lock, perhaps looking for that high angle German suplex of his, but Keelan is not giving him much opportunity to leverage into it! Keelan struggles and at the same time he is moving his foot around! He locks his foot around the ankle of Jamie and then breaks free from him with a sweep of the leg that drops Jamie O’Hara onto his back! Keelan Cetinich is quick to drop the elbow onto his opponent now that he’s down but Jamie is even quicker to get out of the way! Keelan Cetinich gets up while holding his elbow and Jamie O’Hara is scrambling to get up with him!
Nick Angel: Keelan Cetinich decides to just say screw it and charge Jamie O’Hara, aiming for the midsection and then pressing him into the corner! He doesn’t have time to play games and get into some cat and mouse type of ordeal, cut the chase and just ground and pound his opponent; that’s the best way to go about this! Shoulder thrusts galore are being delivered to our World Heavyweight Champion and there is nothing he can do about it at the moment! Wait! In between shoulder thrusts Jamie O’Hara reaches out and grabs the kneeled over Keelan! He is now laid over the back of Keelan and is getting his knees wrapped over Keelan’s head, trying to force a powerbomb set up here, but NO! Keelan escapes out of the corner with Jamie O’Hara still on his back! Jamie O’Hara is now hanging upside down from the back of Keelan! Keelan has his legs and wants to whip him onto the canvas with an Alabama slam but Jamie O’Hara is gripping the abdomen of Keelan! He is now sliding down Keelan’s back! Keelan is getting stacked up for a pin, the shoulders are down!
TLA: Jamie O’Hara is being slippery like the snek he is……
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOO —
Kawajai: Kickout! Keelan Cetinich pushed with so much force that he flipped back over onto his knees! He manages to stand himself up and then hit the ropes, coming back to Jamie O’Hara who was just beginning to rise up! Jamie had not yet recovered from those shoulder thrusts and fell right onto his ribs after that kick to the head, aggravating things even more! Keelan Cetinich notices that and kicks him around, stopping him from covering up by making him turn over and expose that injured side – stepping on it and then using it as a launching pad to jump up and crash down onto him with that elbow drop he was wanting! Keelan Cetinich immediately presses Jamie O’Hara down onto his back and has him for a lateral pin! The referee is still readily in position, this would be perfect!
Referee: ONEEEEEEE —
Nick Angel: Jamie O’Hara gets the shoulder up but once he sits up, Keelan Cetinich just socks him in the face!
Keelan Cetinich: (no mic) Stay the hell down, I’m not done yet!
Nick Angel: Sheesh! Keelan Cetinich is being really aggressive here! He’s teeing off on Jamie, beating him senseless with that closed fist!
TLA: Keelan Cetinich is no joke, Nick. He may still be getting his feet wet as far as the EAW main event scene goes but when it comes to headlining them high school gym shows in front of fifty people he’s a veteran of the game with a good decade of experience. He knows that he had better come ready for this match because of how much it could do for him. He’s hungry and with him having just been offered a spot at the table – that Elimination Chamber, he’s looking to feast as much as he can.
Nick Angel: Good insight there TLA, you’re right. Keelan has grinded to get to this position and he wants to impress, he wants to have a spot at the table and show that he can prosper like you said! He’s in the ring tonight with a chip on his shoulder…BUT SO IS JAMIE O’HARA WHO GETS KEELAN WITH A QUICK JAB RIGHT TO THE THROAT! GOD! That noise Keelan is making….he’s choked up! Keelan Cetinich is holding his throat and walks up to breathe as meanwhile Jamie O’Hara is getting up to his feet….AND KNEES KEELAN IN THE BACK, SHOOTING HIM FACE FIRST INTO A TURNBUCKLE! Keelan staggers out of the corner following that as Jamie O’Hara runs off…..AND REBOUNDS OFF OF THE ROPES WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! Keelan Cetinich has been rocked badly! Jamie O’Hara stands over him, watching Keelan try to rise…AND THEN FALLS DOWN ON TOP OF HIM WITH A CAREFULLY PLACED KNEE TO THE JAW! CHRIST! Jamie had Keelan pressed into the ropes too so there was no room for his head to whip back, just a stiff shot to the head with no give!
Kawajai: Jamie O’Hara drags Keelan Cetinich off following that and now gives the brawler from the underground a taste of his own medicine with some punches in a thesz press! Keelan Cetinich hopes to push Jamie off of him but Jamie keeps his distances from Keelan’s hands while remaining on his body, letting Keelan turn over while he sits on Keelan’s spine! Jamie puts his hands under Keelan’s body and now begins to stand, forcing that waist lock and deadlifting Keelan Cetinich into that high angle German suplex he was looking for! Jamie O’Hara bridges it too as we have yet another cover!
Nick Angel: OHHHH!! Keelan is showing some of those dirty tricks of his, shifting out of that bridge and then taking the opportunity to go for Jamie’s eyes! These two are one upping each other, going for nasty move after nasty move. This might turn more into a pub brawl then a wrestling match depending on how competitive these two men get! Jamie is still bent up in that bridged position which is great for Keelan who now gets him in a dragon sleeper and yanks him up to his feet! Jamie O’Hara is being reared all of the way back while being forced to remain on his feet which has to be absolutely excruciating! Keelan Cetinich drops Jamie down into a brutal variation of a backbreaker and then stands back up with Jamie in the dragon sleeper, transitioning into a neckbreaker right after! WOAH! Keelan then flips off of his back and lands right onto our World Champion! He pins down Jamie’s arms and puts all of his weight onto Jamie, digging his knees into Jamie’s ribs for good measure as the referee goes to count!
Kawajai: Jamie O’Hara powers Keelan Cetinich off of him! I don’t know how he does it! The deadlift bridging German he did earlier and then kicking out after Keelan turned himself into a human weight that was bearing onto his chest, the core strength of Jamie is something else!
TLA: As much of a jackass as he is I will give some respect his way for his discipline. He’s got plenty of that, even though it is not enough to tranquilize the Sexual Panther, or even Amadeus cleanly last week.
Kawajai: Yeah, those events from last week have probably added extra fuel to the fire of Keelan Cetinich, he is not only angry but recognizes the urgency he must have in case Jamie has something up his sleeve! He gets his knees off of Jamie, stands up and hits him with a double foot stomp from the mat! Keelan then leans in and hooks Jamie in and does a deadlift of his own! Keelan with a double underhook suplex! He keeps a hold of the underhook and does a roll through, getting both of them onto their feet! A DOUBLE ARM DDT IS NEXT! Keelan Cetinich just spiked Jamie O’Hara onto his head! But he’s not done still! Keelan rolls over again, but not bringing himself or Jamie to their feet! He keeps to the ground and has the double underhook being applied as a submission! He’s binding back the arms and pressing in the shoulder blades of Jamie! That move stretches out so many muscles, creating tension in the arms and the back! Jamie O’Hara is shivering, outright shaking from the pain! Or maybe…Jamie O’Hara is psyching himself up! Hoping to will his way out of this! The referee is asking for a verbal submission and Jamie is saying no! He’s the one making them stand up now! Jamie is stood up in the submission! And jerks his arms out of the hold! Jamie is now face to face with Keelan — BICYCLE KNEE TO THE FACE!
Nick Angel: Keelan Cetinich has been knocked loopy as Jamie O’Hara places him between his legs and lifts him up! SIT OUT POWERBOMB INTO THE KNEES NOW; THE LUNGBLOWER! Keelan rolls off of the knees of Jamie, ending up as a crumpled up mess on the canvas! Jamie O’Hara rushes into the corner following that and watches Keelan Cetinich attempt to make a recovery! Keelan has suffered a barrage of knees but this is about to be the ultimate! Jamie has Keelan in his sights and with Keelan now sat up where he wants him, he is able to take off! THE IN EXCELSIS! THE RUNNING KNEE BY JAMIE O’HARA!
TLA: WOAH, WOAH! LOOK AT THISSS!!
Kawajai: Keelan Cetinich CAUGHT THE KNEE! HE GRABS JAMIE O’HARA OUT OF MIDAIR AND HOOKS THAT LEG IN! Jamie is in Keelan’s arms, stuck in T-Bone position as Keelan walks around with him and thinks out his next move! Keelan props Jamie up so that he is no longer loosely hanging about, making his grip over the champion more firm….AND THEN TOSSES HIM INTO THE AIR, CATCHING HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS AND SPINNING AROUND IN ONE SWIFT MOTION! STUNNER TRANSITION! THE DEAD…BY….DAAAYYYYLLLIIIIGGGHHHHTTTTT!!!!!!! IT’S LIKE AN EXPLOSION JUST WENT OFF AS JAMIE O’HARA JUMPS OFF OF HIS FEET, SPRUNG RIGHT OFF THE MAT BY THE FORCE PUT BEHIND THE STUNNER! THE CROWD IS REACTING TO IT JUST AS YOU’D EXPECT, THEY’RE LOVING THIS! KEELAN CETINICH COMING OUT OF NOWHERE WITH THAT SURPRISE FIREMAN’S CARRY STUNNER AND NOT EVEN HE CAN BELIEVE HIS LUCK! HE’S GOTTA SHAKE IT OFF THOUGH! HE LEAPS ONTO JAMIE O’HARA AND HE HOOKS THAT LEG TIGHTLY!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE —
Nick Angel: A KICKOUT BY JAMIE O’HARA! HE GETS THAT SHOULDER UP, EVEN LANDING A FIST ACROSS THE EAR OF KEELAN IN THE PROCESS OF SHOOTING HIS ARM UP!
TLA: Goddamn! Keelan Cetinich almost had it! Had me ready to jump out my seat!
Kawajai: You said you were only hear to watch but you’ve been unable to refrain from getting invested, TLA! That goes to show how intense things are getting! Keelan Cetinich is wondering what he has to do next! He is asking for Jamie O’Hara to get up but you know with how crafty our champion is that he’s not going to just walk into a potential match closer! A tactful treatment by Jamie is being put in place, he’s heading out of the ring! Keelan Cetinich though! He damn near dives out of the ring and then lands on his feet, waiting there for Jamie once he rolls off of the apron and greeting him with a SUPERKICK!
TLA: Wow, Keelan got him good I must say. Jamie’s eyes are getting glazed over like those donuts at catering Apocalypse loves so much. He’s walking around like he has no idea where he is, but Keelan’s about to remind him! A NASTY LARIAT BY KEELAN!
Nick Angel: Keelan Cetinich is walking off from the beaten up Jamie O’Hara with evil intentions in mind! He’s heading up the steel steps and walking down the apron, getting as much distance away from Jamie O’Hara as possible while standing above him! He looks down at Jamie O’Hara as he stirs and keeps his eyes fixed upon him with a look of determination! Keelan Cetinich is looking to kill! THE DEATH DROP SENTON OFF OF THE APRON ONTO JAMIE O’HARAAA — WAIIITTTT, OH MY GOOOODDDDD!!! JAMIE O’HARA GETS OUT OF THE WAY AND LIFTS THE MATS OFF OF THE FLOOR AS HE MOVES TO THE SIDE, LEAVING KEELAN CETINICH TO CRASH AND BURN, FALLING FLAT ON HIS BACK ONTO THAT CONCRETE!
Kawajai: That “splat” sound his body made when he hit the floor……I can’t take it. Freaking HEEEEEEELLLLL. WHY? Can we get a stretcher out here for Keelan Cetinich!? That man has a Chamber he has to compete in in two weeks time!
TLA: Get some cajones, Kawa. Keelan isn’t dead yet, he’s still ready to fight.
Nick Angel: TLA is right, Keelan is actually pushing himself up to his feet after that! Unbelievable! Jamie O’Hara is unfortunately quicker in getting back up as he uses the guard rail for assistance and then stands behind Keelan with that shit eating grin on his face! Absolutely DEVIOUS! He clasps his hands around TLA in a half nelson! He lifts him up! GLORY, GLORY, THE OLYMPIC SLAM! JAMIE ANGLED THAT FALL SO THAT KEELAN WOULD GO CRASHING RIGHT BACK INTO THAT PATCH OF THE FLOOR WITH THE EXPOSED CONCRETE, SON OF A BITCH! Keelan can’t even get a chance to process the pain before Jamie scrapes him off of that dirty arena floor and tucks Keelan’s head under his arm in a facelock! He grabs the right arm of Keelan now…..AND PLANTS HIM WITH A SPINNING FISHERMAN’S BUSTER INTO THE RING APRON! DEATH, DECAY AND WINNNDDDDYYY DAAAYYYYSSSSS!!! Keelan’s body is on that edge of the ring and remains there; he’s out cold! Jamie O’Hara pushes his body back into the ring, leaping up onto the apron and then slingshotting into the ring to follow behind him!
Kawajai: Jamie O’Hara stands himself right back into that corner which has become his friend not just in this match but all season! The place that provides him with a setup for his signature move, the move that he has Keelan in his cross hairs for, what is about to be the headshot to “The Killer”! The aching body of Keelan Cetinic can barely function, every motion he makes has to be hurting him with how sore he is! I don’t know how he’s even trying to stand – I don’t know WHY he even is trying to stand! But he is doing so and he is UP! Now all he has to do is turn around and give Jamie that clear shot, the blow that will put him out of his misery and end all of this. Keelan turns to face Jamie O’Hara…..AND JAMIE O’HARA RUNS STRAIGHT FOR HIM! THE IN EXCELSISSSSSSSSSSS!!!! THE KNEE COLLIDES RIGHT INTO KEELAN’S JAW, CONNECTING CLEAN!!!! JAMIE O’HARA GOT HIM FLUSH ON THE CHIN! JAMIE O’HARA FALLS ON TOP OF KEELAN, DRAPING HIS ARM OVER HIS UPCOMING CHALLENGER! THIS HAS GOT TO BE IT, I KNOW IT!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(The referee waves off the pinfall much to the chagrin Jamie O’Hara.)
Nick Angel: D-Did he get it? HUH?
TLA: NO HE DID NOT! KEELAN CETINICH GOT THAT SHOULDER UP SO CLOSE TO THREE THE REF WASN’T ABLE TO STOP HIS HAND! JAMIE IS ARGUING UP AND DOWN THAT HE GOT THAT THREE BUT THE TRUTH IS HE COULDN’T KEEP KEELAN DOWN! THE ESE HAS TOO MUCH HEART!
Kawajai: Jamie O’Hara is trying to re-evaluate everything, throwing away his gameplan and going back to the drawing board to cook up a new idea! He threw everything at the wall and nothing stuck to give him the victory! More needs to be done to tear down Keelan as Jamie O’Hara grabs Keelan Cetinich by the neck and goes to pick him up — but Keelan swats away Jamie’s hands and then he jumps up! A CUTTER! THE KILLER KO COMES FROM THIN AIR AND CONNECTS ON JAMIE O’HARA! THAT INSTINCT CAME OUT AS A LAST LINE OF DEFENSE FOR KEELAN CETINICH, SAVING HIMSELF FROM UTTER DOOM AS JAMIE’S HEAD WAS VIOLENTLY PULLED DOWN, GETTING DRIVEN FULL ON INTO THAT CANVAS! THAT SLOW-MO REPLAY ONLY MAKES IT LOOK WORSE! THE ELEMENT OF SURPRISE DEFINITELY ADDED TO HOW BAD IT HURT JAMIE SINCE HE HAD NO PREPARATION, BUT THE QUESTION IS CAN KEELAN CETINICH EVEN CAPITALIZE? HE IS LOOKING SPENT! JAMIE DID A NUMBER ON HIM, I DON’T THINK HE’LL HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS OPENING!
TLA: HE’S GOING TO HAVE TO STRETCH THOSE RESERVES HE HAS EVEN FURTHER!
Nick Angel: YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT HE’S GOING TO HAVE TO! HE’S RUNNING ON EMPTY BUT THERE’S STILL ENOUGH LEFT IN THE TANK TO MOVE THAT EXTRA MILE, TO PUSH HIMSELF TO THE END AND GET THAT COVER! KEELAN DRAGS HIMSELF CLOSER TO JAMIE, HE ADVANCES FORWARD AND GETS ON TOP OF HIM; WE HAVE BODY ON BODY HERE, IT’S A COVER!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Nick Angel: WE HAVE OURSELVES A MAJOR UPSET!
Kawajai: NOT NOW WE DO! JAMIE AGAIN GETS THAT SHOULDER UP! BACK AND FORTH THIS MATCH GOES, WHEN WILL IT END? These two have been hitting nothing but big moves since the opening bell, something has got to be done to wrap this up! Keelan Cetinich rolls over to the ropes and is picking himself up! Now is the time for him to pile on; give us another Killer KO, go for the Death Drop again, a finishing touch is all we need! He has Jamie O’Hara right where he wants him as Jamie is just barely getting to a knee. Keelan Cetinich walks over to Jamie —
Keelan Cetinich: (no mic) Get up, let’s finish this the way it’s supposed to end.
Kawajai and Nick Angel: WHAT?
Jamie O’Hara: (smiles and shakes his head) You’re a bit harder to keep down than I thought. Okay then, let’s fucking do it, mate.
Nick Angel: Keelan Cetinich gives Jamie O’Hara the space to get up and these two are now on an even playing field. What’s going on, has there been some kind of agreement between the two!
TLA: Yes, an agreement to finish this like men and duke it out in a fight to the finish. Keelan wants to end this in the most satisfying way for himself and the fans, even though I doubt Jamie would allow Keelan that same privilege if he was in his shoes.
Kawajai: It looks like you’re right, both of them stand across from each other with their dukes up, ready to square off! Well then, I guess it was right to think that this was going to end in a pub style brawl! They sprint toward each other and begin to go off! Keelan goes for a right and Jamie O’Hara moves out of the way and taps that jaw of his! Keelan gets him with a quick jab to the ribs in response! Some body shots there by Jamie O’Hara once he gets kneeled over but there goes Keelan Cetinich with that double axe handle to the spine and then a combination of kicks to the mouth causing Jamie O’Hara to scamper off while covering his lip! The mouth of Jamie O’Hara has been busted open but he still can’t help but smile, he is looking amused right now! He walks back into the fight and with no hesitation gets right past the guard of Keelan and NAILS him with an elbow to the mush! Keelan Cetinich nearly falls over in a heap but puts his arm out and pushes himself back up and returns to situation! A series of strikes being delivered by Jamie O’Hara now! Keelan Cetinich is getting too overwhelmed to respond, he just has to take it!
Nick Angel: All it takes is one opening, one missed hit from O’Hara….and that is what Keelan Cetinich has been blessed with as he breaks the cycle by moving his head to the side and then grabbing at the arm of Jamie O’Hara, bending it up and then using it to force Jamie O’Hara face first onto the ground! Keelan Cetinich maneuvers Jamie around while he has him on the ground….AND HE GETS HIM IN THE CROSSFACE! THE CROSSFACE IS BEING APPLIED AND IT’S THAT AWFUL BRIDGING TWIST ON THE MOVE WHICH KEELAN CETINICH LIKES TO CALL THE “DEATH SENTENCE”! JAMIE IS GROANING IN PAIN FROM THE POWER KEELAN IS PUTTING BEHIND THIS, HE’S PULLING BACK ON THAT HOLD AND HE’S GIVING IT ALL HE’S GOT!
TLA: This is the moment that Keelan Cetinich has been waiting for in this match up! He wants to make a statement and gather some momentum and tapping out the World Heavyweight Champion would do just that! He wants this win, he’s thirsting for this victory like his girl be thirsting for Carlos Rosso in secret!
Nick Angel: Will you stop!?
TLA: Calm down, holmes, all I’m saying is that Keelan better hold on for dear life because he might not get another opportunity like this!
Kawajai: I can agree on that! His hands are locked together, wrapped around Jamie’s face like they’re steel chains and he’s pulling back on that crossface with enough strength to break someone’s neck! Jamie is nowhere near close enough to the ropes to hope for a rope break and with the way that submission is set up it’s not like he can drag himself across the ring or even figure out where he is! This might be the “check mate” moment of the match up, Keelan might just have Jamie and give him his first real loss of the season! Jamie’s hand is up and it’s jittering about! In the back of his mind you know he’s telling himself that he’s going to have to tap! Better yet, it’s at the forefront of his thoughts! It’s all that is on his mind! I’D BE FREAKING OUT IF I WAS JAMIE, YOU STILL HAVE TO SAVE YOURSELF FOR YOUR TITLE DEFENSE, FORGET A SIDE AFFAIR LIKE THIS!
Nick Angel: Jamie O’Hara is too prideful to submit to another Elitist and admit defeat – HE’S THE UNBEATABLE, FOREVER WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! HE DOESN’T WANT TO SHOW WEAKNESS LIKE THAT! HE’D RATHER PASS OUT OR FLAT OUT DIE THAN DO THAT!
TLA: He might just get his wish if that is the case because he is fading!
Kawajai: Fading….or resting to catch his second wind!? He put his hand down on the mat but not to tap, he brings it over to Keelan’s legs to pry it off of his trapped arm! Jamie O’Hara has freed himself and then uses both hands to claw at Keelan’s grip over his face! Keelan’s crossface is no longer bridging and is now a regular old crossface – and that makes Keelan close enough for Jamie to throw his head back into Keelan’s nose! Jamie O’Hara has avoided the Death Sentence! Keelan Cetinich and Jamie O’Hara are both standing up…..JAMIE O’HARA JUMPS ONTO HIM FOR A HURRICANRANA – BUT KEELAN POPS HIM UP EVEN FURTHER IN THE AIR AND CATCHES HIM ON THE WAY DOWN! HE’S GOT JAMIE IN THAT FIREMAN’S CARRY! OHHHHHH!!!! KEELAN DROPPED HIM! THE BACK THAT HAD TO ENDURE A FALL ONTO CONCRETE HAS GIVEN IN AND NOW JAMIE O’HARA HAS LANDED BEHIND KEELAN! IN EXCELSIS TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD, A LITERAL HEADSHOT BY JAMIE O’HARA TO SEAL THE DEAL!
TLA: *sighs* Ballgame.
Nick Angel: KEELAN CETINICH FALLS FLAT ON HIS FACE AS JAMIE O’HARA TURNS HIM OVER AND HOOKS BOTH LEGS! THAT PIN IS TIGHT AS THE REFEREE DROPS TO COUNT IT!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Kashmir” by Led Zeppelin plays as Jamie O’Hara rolls off of Keelan Cetinich, gathering his bearings and laughing at how he was able to win that match, asking for his World Championship and letting out a sigh of relief while the referee goes to raise his hand in victory.)
Rebecca Sawyer: Here is your winner…….JAAAAAAAAAMMMIIIEEEEEEEE OOOOO’HAAAARRRRRAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!
Kawajai: Since coming back to the booth at Ground Zero I have seen main event match after main event match deliver and the streak didn’t come close to breaking with what I got to witness tonight! That was a CLINIC! Keelan Cetinich stepped up in a way that only he knows how and even after making a reset in the match by having Jamie O’Hara rise up he almost beat the Champion at his own game and even put him at the verge of submitting!
Nick Angel: Keelan Cetinich showed us exactly why we shouldn’t count him out, Keelan is an experienced, hardened veteran and at thirty two years of age he is hitting his prime! He showed us that he is ready for the main event beyond just the indies but in the big leagues and honestly once that Death Sentence was locked in I considered it over! Keelan Cetinich had Jamie O’Hara had him beat but somehow Jamie found a way.
TLA: Of course he did. The snek always finds a way to get through the grass. I’m tired of it. But it’s going to end at Road To Redemption, mark my words.
(TLA takes off his headset and stands up to leave the booth as he walks around ringside, going up the steel steps and standing on the apron to get the attention of Jamie O’Hara who breaks away from the referee and heads to TLA.)
TLA: (no mic) Impressive work Jamie.
Jamie O’Hara: (no mic) Why, thank you. Hopefully you didn’t taint the match too much with your unfunny commentary.
Kawajai: Oh, these guys are formally face to face for the first time since Ground Zero, no instant brawl, no distance between them, no other bodies in the way – just these two with no outside factors or things that need to be done! Jamie O’Hara is getting right in the face of TLA and is talking his trash! TLA bucks up at him and Jamie O’Hara backs away but keeps his eyes on the Sexual Panther, calling him into the ring!
Nick Angel: TLA’s doing it! These two are in the center of the ring, staring each other down once again! Jamie O’Hara goes to raise the title above TLA’s head but TLA stops him, he keeps Jamie’s hand down and raises up his fist instead! TLA is the one saying he’s superior this time around! Jamie smacks that fist away, drawing the ire of TLA but TLA still doesn’t act on it! These two HATE each other but it’s as if they’re saving it for the big day inside of that Chamber!
(The camera zooms in on TLA and Jamie O’Hara as they continue to lock eyes, neither breaking their gaze as they intensely look on at each other. TLA makes a comment and Jamie O’Hara smirks — but the smirk turns into a look of confusion as suddenly the reaction of the crowd peaks and Jamie turns his head, dropping to the ground from something out of frame! The camera switches up frantically as we see the perpetrator!)
Nick Angel: Wha…WHAT! IT’S LARS! LARS GRIER JUST CAME OUT OF NOWHERE AND LAID JAMIE O’HARA OUT WITH THE RAVENBEAK SPEAR! LARS BARRELED DIRECTLY INTO JAMIE’S GUT AND TORE INTO HIM, GRABBING THE BELT OFF JAMIE AS HE GETS UP! WHAT WAS THAT FOR? IS HE STILL NOT OVER THAT LOSS FROM A FEW WEEKS PRIOR!?
Kawajai: He’s probably not over earlier today is more like it! Lars Grier didn’t even get to SPEAK at the Forum before he was interrupted and brushed off like he was some kid! He’s not over his loss to TLA last week either as he is getting in his face! Lars is showing people he’s not going to be considered the bottom of the six men in this Chamber! He has taken Jamie’s spot in this staredown as he now looks at TLA seeming incredibly confident! This is where Lars’ belongs, right in front of the top dogs, closing the show!
Nick Angel: That’s where all six men think they belong! Everyone is trying to show out but only one of them will actually be right in their claims! Now Lars has made an enemy out of Jamie AND TLA, adding another thread in this wicked web of hatred our Chamber combatants have weaved for themselves! There’s so much brewing between everyone I don’t even know where to begin! And we have one more week of this before Road to Redemption! How will everyone respond to their issues? Who will one up who? Find out next week! We’ll see you then!
(TLA has a look of seriousness on his face as Lars Grier steps up to him. Lars Grier has a certain aura to him, menacing toward TLA, getting closer and closer until suddenly stopping and looking down. He motions toward Jamie O’Hara who is sat up and holding his gut; Lars hands the World title back to the cautious Jamie without hesitation and playfully taps the World title belt, smiling as he does it in an attempt to patronize the champ. Jamie O’Hara watches him do it and clutches his title as begins to scurry away from the staredown. TLA is unsure of what to make of all of this as the scene fades to black.)
(EAW Logo Buzzes.)