(EAW intro plays.)
(Friday Night Dynasty intro plays. A recap of Territorial Invasion then kicks off for viewers to catch up on what happened during the pivotal MLE on Dynasty’s side of things: SOSA Henderson defeats Brian Daniels, putting an end to a heated feud in his return match. In the main event of night one, Team Dynasty captures the win in Brand Warfare after Milli Banks becomes to sole survivor, eliminating Voltage’s team captain Cody Maverick. On night two, despite making it far, Grace de Luca is unable to win Divide & Conquer, finishing in the final three. Mia Santoro proves definitively she isn’t all luck as she defeats KASAI and Holly Arrow in a triple threat to retain the EAW Specialists Championship. Michael Machina, three months removed from his EAW World Championship reign, is able to end Cy Henderson’s reign as EAW World Heavyweight Champion, snatching up his second world title of the year. In the main event, the tensions between Methuselah, Drake King and BRAE were too much, and Team Voltage wins War Games.)
(A live shot of the WVU Coliseum in Morgantown, West Virginia is shown off before the camera heads inside, capturing the packed crowd in attendance. Pyro goes off, and then, the shot fades onto the commentary desk, where Stew-O, Flannery McCoy and Jake Mercer are all on standby.)
Stew-O: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Friday Night Dynasty! Territorial Invasion is behind us, and what a show that was, guys! So many spectacular performances, and so many moments, including Michael Machina becoming the NEW EAW World Heavyweight Champion and continuing the era of The New Legend!
Jake Mercer: Absolutely bittersweet; I was hoping Cy would’ve had it in him to topple him, but you just can’t hate Machina, man. I would say it was quick snapback, but… if there’s anyone who can find their way back to the top of Dynasty in a short amount of time, it was gonna be the Machine himself. You got to respect it. No one is doing it like him.
Flannery McCoy: Same could be said for Mia Santoro, who defended the EAW Specialists Championship in a fierce triple-threat. Holly and KASAI no doubt still had some lingering doubts about her capabilities, but if anyone thought that Mia was lucky? Well, they were proven wrong. That’s defense number two under her belt, and I think that was more than enough to show the EAW universe that she means business!
Stew-O: Of course. Her win was out of nowhere at Pain for Pride, but we’re coming up on three and a half months since then, and she has earned her keep. However, speaking of threes—imagine getting injured and competing in Brand Warfare as your third match back since returning? Because that’s what Milli Banks had to do… and in the end, the Supernova got the job done against a very game Cody Maverick with those two being the respective final members of their teams.
Jake Mercer: That’s what you call a return to form, baby! And thanks to her as well as the packed team of Effy McAvoy, Limmy Monaghan, and our team captains Fire & Ice, we got to win the match! :blessed: It was tightly-contested, and many fans felt like it could’ve gone either way as all three teams were spirited and ready to go in the lead-up, but our crew got the job done! At least it made up for Divide & Conquer and War Games!
Flannery McCoy: No dominant perfomances this year; Showdown got D&C while Voltage won War Games, so all three brands can say they got a huge win—and tonight, we’re going to focus on our Brand Warfare team, who are in the ring with none other than our general manger: Tyrone Montgomery!
(And as the shot cuts away from the commentary team…)
Tyrone Montogomery: WELCOME EVERYONE!
(Tyrone’s amped-up voice is heard as he is seen standing in the ring with the winning Team Dynasty of Brand Warfare. The fans are pumped, cheering and chanting.)
Crowd: DY-NAS-TY! DY-NAS-TY! DY-NAS-TY!
(Rex McAllister, Raven Roberts, Effy McAvoy, Limmy Monaghan and Milli Banks stand together. They all sport some bruising and welts from the hellacious match from last week. A black eye on Rex, Limmy’s hand rests along his ribs, which historically have been targeted, and Milli herself has a bandage along her nose as she was busted open. However, all five Elitists’ pride emanates clearly from them, and that pride is noticeable in Tyrone as he smiles.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Well, I don’t want to brag too much :troll: but at the same time… I knew it. I had a gut feeling that this team was going to get the job done; of course, as general manager, you’re going to want for all of the talent representing your brand to win their matches, you just havet that belief and unwavering confidence that everyone will make you proud… and while not everyone won, I will say that I am more than happy and proud that we got to win Brand Warfare.
Tyrone Montgomery: It definitely means a lot because last year, Dynasty didn’t win it or War Games, in no small part thanks to the dumbass cac regime at the time who were more concerned creating a redneck adaptation of Baddies rather than cultivating a culture of winners or actually believing in the people they drafted. :francis:
(Team Dynasty, and the crowd’s reaction, can be best summed up as them saying “and I oop!” No lies were told, however. 🤷)
(Raven and Rex in particular nod their heads. Tyrone offers them a brief look, knowing how much they didn’t like Kensingten and Richard.)
Tyrone Montgomery: And it was a damn shame seeing them tarnish everything I built up. I won’t go on because, well, you all saw for yourselves how much of a trainwreck that became, and it would end up coming back to bite them where the sun doesn’t shine. So, I wanted to give Rex and Raven the chance to build a team that would reinstate the goodwill of this brand, and did a damn good job of that. So, thank you, you two, for the work you put in, because I know you initially didn’t care for the brand representation aspect, but you eventually trusted me, trusted your partners, trusted this brand, and it paid off for all of us.
(The fans applaud. Rex and Raven smile, touched by the honest sentiment.)
Tyrone Montgomery: And of course, this match was not just big for me, but for you guys as well. I can’t count with booths hands how many times the current-reigning tag team champions can say that they not only captained a team for Territorial Invasion but won the match as well. Effy, last year, you were part of the same match and lost, but this year, you got to redeem yourself. Limmy, it’s the same case for you, but I think this win puts you back on the path of being the ace you’ve always deemed yourself as, and Milli?
(Tyrone’s smile widens when he looks at her.)
Tyrone Montgomery: I… know this year hasn’t been the easiest. However, I knew you could tap into the side of the Supernova that set the competition ablaze just like you did three years ago when I picked you to represent this show. So, thank you, for fighting until the absolute end for all of us.
(The fans cheer, giving everyone their love. Tyrone grins as all five Elitists embrace the crowd reaction.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Now, enough singing your praises. Usually, the winners of Brand Warfare get their little rewards as a gesture of appreciation, and admittedly, Fire & Ice, you guys are already champions, so I don’t think I need to spoil you two any further. :troll:
Raven Roberts: Dang. And here I thought you were going to get us a grotesque, golden mansion for us to move into.
Rex McAllister: :mjlol: !! Would be the dream, wouldn’t it?
Tyrone Montgomery: Well, if you waaaaant… 👀
Tyrone Mongtomery: But no, no worries. I do know you two have your stuff with Showtime happening, and I imagine that’s going to take precedent over everything. Just kick their asses for us again like you did last weekend and make sure those tag titles come back home.
(Raven and Rex nod and smile. They then bid farewell to everyone before they leave the ring, holding the titles with them. Tyrone turns to the remaining three Elitists once they depart.)
Tyrone Montgomery: As for you three, I—
???: Really? Is this what we’re doing? Promoting a culture of loose, overinflated egoism?
(Everyone stops, looking confused. However, as every pair of eye goes up to the stage, David Gideon Smith is seen on the stage. Boos quickly ring out once the fans realize he’s there.)
Stew-O: Oh! What’s going on here!?
Jake Mercer: :comeagain: What the hell is David trying to do?
David Gideon Smith: This is… I don’t even know what to say to truly describe it. Going all out and hosting parades for a match that only serves to bolster a general manager’s pockets and arrogance in the grand scheme of things is quite the choice, Mr. Montgomery. I had some form of respect for you, but hearing you dress things up into this neat little bow for these toy soldiers of yours is pathetic.
(Tyrone blinks.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Pathetic? What are you even talking about? I even picked you to represent this brand last weekend, so where is all of this coming from?
(David shakes his head, scoffing.)
David Gideon Smith: Don’t act surprised. I said that I was only mildly interested in the contest for my own amusement, not yours. But even if I had emerged victorious, it’d make no difference because I see the grandstanding and brand supremacy for what it truly is: a farce that benefits only one person.
Tyrone Montgomery: Really? Respectfully, Mr. Smith, I’ll have to disagree on that. If anything? This sounds like you being bitter because you failed to get the job done.
David Gideon Smith: Bitter and envy will never be things I will feel here, against anyone here.
(Tyrone purses his lips, and he’s ready to respond when one of the Elitists in the ring steps forward.)
Limmy Monaghan: Really? So why are you out here? Because no one needs a reanimated SKA wasting screentime to try and talk down on those who are more than capable of being better than them.
(The crowd reacts loudly to that dig. David arches a brow, but he does not seem phased by the jab at all.)
David Gideon Smith: I don’t care for that. However, I do care about leaving a mark of my own, Limmy, and while I did lose last weekend… that doesn’t mean that I need to sulk while kneeling before my supposed superiors. In fact, I rather punch up rather than fall down.
(He smirks.)
David Gideon Smith: And there’s no better way for me to do that then going up against the self-proclaimed ‘leader’ of this generation.
(Limmy narrows his eyes.)
Limmy Monaghan: So, what, you want to challenge me? That wouldn’t be the smartest thing for you to do. However, I have faced plenty of fools who thought they could come after me, so if that’s what you truly want for yourself, David? Then I have no qualms shutting you the hell up.
(The fans cheer, chanting for Limmy. David snickers, but there’s a more dangerous glint in his eyes.)
David Gideon Smith: Absolutely. Consider yourself a marked man.
(Limmy opens his mouth again, but David leaves, leaving everyone dumbfounded. However, the confusion only heightens once ‘Judas’ by Lady Gaga blares out and Holly Arrow emerges.)
Flannery McCoy: I guess it’s open mic night here, because now we have Holly Arrow coming out!
(Holly has a microphone in hand. There’s no pride to her. However, she remains serious, and she cuts to the chase.)
Holly Arrow: I hate to interrupt all of this, I truly do, but… last weekend has been nagging me. Truly. I know I failed. I know I lost. I know I am back at the bottom once more, so I won’t waste time begging for another shot for a title or some kind of opportunity. However, what I do want is for a match to test me, for me to get out of this funk that continues to permeate, and find a way to get rid of it for good before I can even dare to think about becoming a singles champion again…
(Her eyes focus on the ring.)
Holly Arrow: And maybe… in order to repair what was once lost, I have to look in the mirror to not only see my reflection, but the reflection of someone else.
(She sighs.)
Holly Arrow: Someone who knows how I feel, because they lived it. They’ve heard it. They’ve seen it for themselves my downfall and how I have struggled to climb back up. And maybe, this is a bit bold, or even random, but I figured… maybe this is the best course for me to take. May not be the right moment or timing, but I don’t care. So, with all of that out the way…
Holly Arrow: I want to face you, Milli.
(Shocked gasps and murmurs ring all across the arena. Milli herself looks a bit lost by the direct challenge.)
Jake Mercer: Damn. Everyone wants the smoke tonight!
(Milli stays silent for a moment. However, when the crowd quiets down, she raises her microphone, contemplation evident.)
Milli Banks: … why? Why me? Truly? Do you see me, this broken down version of myself, and think I’m some easy peg for you to knock down? Or do you think that beating me will bring you closer to the spot you’ve always wanted for yourself?
Holly Arrow: Milli, I wouldn’t dare to think you’re weak. You’ve shown you’re not last week, and… I guess, I just wish I could be like that. To be able to bounce back almost seamlessly and have people not feel pity for me.
Milli Banks: But I didn’t bounce back. That was my third match since returning. I’m not making anything look easy, especially when it’s not for me. I still have a lot of work cut out for me.
Holly Arrow: As do I. However, you can think whatever of yourself, but the fact remains that you’re you, and if I am going to get people here to take me fucking seriously, then I need to go after the biggest name—and you are that biggest name for me right now.
(Milli falls silent, unsure of how to feel. However, seeing this, Holly decides to bring something up…)
Holly Arrow: … Besides, the last time we faced one-on-one? I beat you. And sure, you got a little bit of redemption last year at Road to Redemption, but you didn’t eliminate me in that bout. Knowing you for all this time, you don’t like to leave any stone unturned.
(Milli gnaws at her bottom lip, placing a hand to her hip.)
Milli Banks: That’s… a bit of a dangerous gambit to point out, don’t you think?
Holly Arrow: Maybe. Or maybe not. Still, it’s better I take a risk rather than remain idle, and if this gets me to have a match with a motivated Milli Banks that I can defeat than this sad, sulking husk everyone is forced to deal with every week, then all the better.
(Some fans react to that. Holly is not backing down.)
Holly Arrow: So, what do you say?
Milli Banks: …
(Milli shrugs.)
Milli Banks: Alright, then. You’re on.
(And the fans cheer for that. Holly nods, satisfied with the answer.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Wait, whoa, but this was supposed to be—
Milli Banks: Sorry, Tyrone. Duty calls.
Limmy Monaghan: Yeah. I’m not turning down a fight for anything.
(Effy stands, quiet, but she seems… conflicted about something. So, she silently leaves the ring, walking away while her mind clearly grapples with some thoughts.)
(Holly would leave soon after.)
Stew-O: Well, wow! What can we even say? It seems like Limmy and David are set to clash while Holly and Milli will face off soon as well! It’s going to be interesting to see what comes out of all of this!
Jake Mercer: Aww, so no rewards!? :noah:
Flannery McCoy: I guess those will have to wait until after Limmy and Milli settle things, but… what was up with Effy? Did you guys see that look on her face.
Jake Mercer: Yeah, like something just hit her suddenly. I wonder what that’s all about. :lupe:
(The final shot shows Tyrone Montgomery scratching his head as Dynasty fades to its first set of commercials.)
(A commercial plays for the WNBA Finals.)
Stephie Love: The following is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Altair’ by INUWASI hits the speakers and Anna Wautier emerges from the back with a massive smile on her face. She wastes no time by running down the ramp, tagging the fans on her way. Anna slides in, climbing the middle rope and posing to the cheers of the audience.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, weighing in at 142 pounds, from Yokohama, Japan, she is “THE THORN PRINCESS” … ANNNNAAAAA! WAUUTTTIIIEERRRRRR!!!
Jake Mercer: Anna Wautier didn’t make the card for Territorial Invasion this year, but she has a chance to impress and make a mark on Dynasty if she can win tonight.
Stew-O: So far, Anna has certainly made a name for herself with strong performances against Grace De Luca and Milli Banks, but all it takes is one big win to start turning heads.
(‘Ballad of a Prodigal Son’ by Lincoln Durham follows, and Kirk Redwood storms out from the back, Amanda at his side as always. He takes her hand and slowly walks down the ramp, his eyes locked on Anna the entire time.)
Stephie Love: Her opponent, weighing in at 210 pounds, from Boston, Massachusetts, he is “UNKILLABLE” KIIRRRKKKK! REEDDDWWOOOODDDDDDDDD!!!
Flannery McCoy: Meanwhile, Kirk Redwood was named the captain to Team “Vynasty” for the Divide & Conquer match at Territorial Invasion and it didn’t exactly pan out how he hoped it would. Not only did Team Showdown pick up the win, but Kirk was hardly a factor in the match.
Jake Mercer: It happens, you win some and you lose some, but all Kirk needs is to bounce back tonight with a win over Anna to wash the taste of that defeat out of his mouth.
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: Kirk is fired up as he makes his way out of the corner, circling around with Anna, who is very cautious of Redwood—and for good reason. Kirk comes charging in, but she goes for the legs with repeated calf kicks! Kirk staggers, but he still reaches out for her! Anna throws a forearm, but Kirk catches her wrist and yanks her forward into an elbow of his own, and Anna goes down to the canvas in Redwood’s first strike of the matchup! That’s not a good sign whatsoever!
Jake Mercer: Anna scrambles up, but Kirk charges into a knee to the jaw! She falls backwards, and Kirk scoops her up, with a knee to the chest this time! He takes her by the hair and throws her across the ring, charging forward and turning her inside out with a MASSIVE shoulder block! Kirk drags Anna up and he grabs her by the waist, looking to toss her across the ring with a german suplex—
Flannery McCoy: But she swings an elbow to the side of the head! Another elbow from Anna! And another one! Kirk releases her and Anna runs forward, leaping to the middle rope and flying into a crossbody—NO! Kirk catches her and he runs her back-first into the turnbuckles! Redwood hangs onto Anna and scoops her up, throwing her overhead with a fallaway slam!
Stew-O: She bounces off the canvas and rolls to the other side of the ring, grimacing. Redwood slowly rises and Anna takes the ropes, pulling herself up. Redwood sees this and he runs across the ring with a corner forearm smash in mind—NO! ANNA MOVES! AND SHE BRINGS HIM DOWN WITH A SCHOOLBOY ROLLUP AFTER!
ONNEEEEEE!!!
Flannery McCoy: But only a one count! Both rise to their feet and Anna drops him with a dropkick! Kirk rises to his feet again, swinging for her. She ducks under and catches him with a spinning sole kick to the body! She runs to the ropes, side of Redwood, and as he turns to her, she leaps into a hurricanrana that sends him flying across the ring and hitting the mat hard! Anna kneels up, pumping her fist!
Jake Mercer: Now she’s building momentum! Redwood rises and Anna nails him with a forearm! She does it again! Redwood is on wobbly legs, and Anna superkicks his knees out! Kirk falls to a kneeling position and Anna bounces off the ropes, NO! Kirk pops her up in the air—
Stew-O: ONLY FOR ANNA TO LAND BEHIND HIM! SHE WRAPS HER LEGS AROUND HIS ARM AND HOOKS THE OTHER ARM, BRINGING HIM DOWN FOR A CRUCIFIX ROLLUP!
OOONNNNEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTT—
Jake Mercer: That wasn’t even a two count! Redwood kicks out, but look out! He rolls through with Anna STILL on his shoulders! Kirk marches to the center of the ring and he tosses Anna up in the air, catching her with a gutbuster! Goodness, that could have broken her ribs! Kirk hooks the waist of Anna and lifts her up again, throwing her across the ring with a gutwrench suplex! Anna sits up, wheezing in agony.
Stew-O: He follows her up to her feet, and cracks her with an european uppercut. Anna staggers backwards, but somehow she’s still up on her feet. He winds back another, but Anna slams his forearm down, and she throws a chest kick! Kirk staggers, and Anna throws another one! She’s firing off those chest kicks like her life depends on it!
Flannery McCoy: For how long, though?! Because Kirk catches the leg over her shoulder! He hoists her up, but ANNA BRINGS HIM DOWN WITH A HURRICANRANA! Redwood holds his back, and Anna slowly rises. She turns around and climbs to the middle rope, pointing at Redwood. Kirk slowly rises, completely confused, as Anna flies off the middle rope with a shotgun dropkick right to the chest! Kirk gets sent sprawling to the other side of the ring, and takes the ropes to try and get up!
Jake Mercer: Anna rises and she runs across! That forearm smash takes him out, and then she sweeps the legs from underneath him and she points back to the ring again! Anna runs across the ring, bouncing off as she takes Kirk out with a METEORA! That landed flush on the chest of Redwood, and she pull shim out of the corner. Anna takes the ropes, and she leaps to the top rope, preparing herself…
Stew-O: MOONSAULT PRE—NO! BEFORE SHE CAN GET THE MOONSAULT, REDWOOD RAISES HIS FEET IN THE AIR AND IT GOES RIGHT INTO HER JAW! Anna ragdolls off the impact and gets sent right onto the back of her head, laid flat on her face! Anna is gasping for air, meanwhile, Kirk takes the ropes and he slowly rises to his feet. Redwood beats his chest, watching Anna try her best to kneel up!
Flannery McCoy: She reaches out, but Redwood comes in hot with a KNEE TO THE JAW! Goodness! That could have knocked her out! Redwood pulls Anna up to her feet, not even close to done! He turns her around and traps the arm, scooping Anna high up in the air…
Jake Mercer: ‘BASTARD-PLEX!’ THE ARM-TRAPPED BACK SUPLEX CONNECTS, AND HE BRIDGES THE COVER! ANNA IS LAID OUT ON THE CANVAS!
OOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Stew-O: NOOOO! ANNA GETS A SHOULDER UP JUST IN TIME! She found her way out of that hold, and Kirk isn’t happy about it whatsoever! He bangs his fist on the canvas, and slowly rises up to his feet! Anna is still fighting to stay in this one, and Redwood is growing frustrated as this one continues on.
Jake Mercer: He pulls her up to her feet and hooks the head. Redwood wastes no time, snapping her with a vertical suplex in the center of the ring! He rolls through, lifting Anna up and following up with a second snap suplex! You can hear Wautier grimacing in pain… as he rolls through for a third.
Flannery McCoy: Redwood takes a moment as he looks to snap Anna, but she quickly traps the ankle and brings him down with an INSIDE CRADLE JUST IN TIME! SHOULDERS PRESSED TO THE CANVAS!
OOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: KICK OUT! BOTH RISE TO THEIR FEET! ‘LETHAL ROUND!’ THE WESTERN LARI—NO! Anna kicks out the arm of Redwood, and then she superkicks him! Redwood falls to a kneeling position, and Anna staggers backwards, calling her shot! She runs forward into a kne—
Stew-O: Nope! Redwood pops up and he sends her to the turnbuckles! But as he does, Anna slips through the middle rope! Kirk turns around and charges in, but ANNA CATCHES HIM WITH A PENDULUM SPIN KICK! AMAZING AGILITY! NOW REDWOOD IS ON WOBBLY LEGS!
Flannery McCoy: Anna approaches him! ROUNDHOUSE KICK—NO! SHE WAS FEINTING IT, BUT REDWOOD BIT ON THE FEINT AND HE DUCKS HIS HEAD DOWN! He looks up and drops his arms, and HE EATS A THRUST KICK INSTEAD! REDWOOD FALLS TO A SEATED POSITION!
Stew-O: Anna backs up, hitting off the turnbuckles! She charges in and she pummels Redwood with ‘TRUENO DESTRODA!’ THE RUNNING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP SENDS REDWOOD RIGHT INTO THE CANVAS! Kirk is out of it, and Anna crawls over him, hooking the legs for the cover!
OOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: BUT KIRK KICKS OUT BEFORE THE REFEREE’S HAND CAN HIT THE CANVAS A THIRD TIME! Anna was on the precipice of a potential upset there but Kirk still has a ton of fight in him!
Flannery McCoy: These fans are surely ralling behind Wautier, though. They see what she’s pulling off right now and it’s hard not to root for her! Kirk rolls to the ropes and takes them, slowly rising. He leans against the ropes and Anna comes barreling in with a lariat over the top—no! Kirk ducks down and sends her over the top rope!
Stew-O: She lands on the apron and Kirk turns around, ENZUIGIRI from Anna! Redwood is dazed right now, slipping and stumbling away from the ropes. She springboards up, looking for another hurricanrana—ONLY FOR REDWOOD TO CATCH HER IN MID-AIR WITH A POWERBOMB! GOODNESS! THE SNAP ON THAT WAS DISGUSTING! Redwood isn’t done either!
Jake Mercer: He takes Anna by the ankle and he rolls her up to her knees! Kirk pulls Anna up and grabs her by the hair, looking around. Redwood roars out, and then… ‘LETHAL ROUND!’ THE STANDING WESTERN LARIAT TAKES WAUTIER OUT OF COMMISSION! THAT’S GOTTA BE IT!
Stew-O: Redwood rolls her over and hooks the legs! Anna’s not even voluntarily moving her body anymore!
OOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEE—
Flannery McCoy: ANNA KICKS OUT! ANNA KICKS OUT! THAT WAS A DEADLY LARIAT AND SOMEHOW, SHE FOUND A WAY TO KICK OUT! Redwood kneels up, and he’s looking at the referee in disbelief!
Kirk Redwood: (off-mic) Are you kidding me?!
Referee: (off-mic) It was close, Kirk, but that was a two count! I don’t know what to tell you!
Jake Mercer: Wautier rolls over, holding her head in pain. She grimaces on the canvas, trying to get back up… but she flops right back down. Redwood drags Anna up and he jams her head into his thighs. Kirk wraps the arms around her waist and he lifts her up again, calling for ANOTHER powerbomb! BUT BEFORE HE CAN, ANNA STARTS THROWING PUNCHES TO THE SKULL!
Stew-O: GETTING BATTERED! Kirk is trying to power through, but Anna wants that hurricanrana! No! Kirk hangs on! He scoops her up again! BUT THIS TIME, ANNA SLIPS BEHIND HIM! She hooks the waist of Kirk and runs him to the ropes for an O’Connor Roll, but Redwood hangs on! Anna backrolls and Redwood turns around to her!
Flannery McCoy: He swings for her skull, but she catches the arm and ducks underneath! Wautier’s got the wrist clutched, and she tries to lift him up for ‘LUMINARY!’ BUT REDWOOD IS TOO HEAVY! He stalls the lift! Anna tries again, but Kirk slams down elbows to the back of the head! He breaks free, hooking her head and dropping into a DDT!
Jake Mercer: THAT SPIKES ANNA’S HEAD INTO THE CANVAS! And she tumbles down to her back, out of it! Kirk rolls away to the turnbuckles, taking the ropes and crouching against the corner. Anna is laid flat on the mat, holding her head in pain. Kirk sees this, and he exits to the apron! With his hands firmly grabbing the top rope, we know what’s coming next!
Stew-O: Redwood springboards up, and he leaps into the ‘.50 CAL PUNCH!’ SUPERMAN PUNC—NO! ANNA MOVES TO THE SIDE AND SHE THROWS HER HEAD FORWARD!!!
Flannery McCoy: ‘PARADISE KISS!’ THE HEADBUTT CONNECTS! AND REDWOOD WASN’T EXPECTING THAT AS HE WAS IN THE AIR WHATSOEVER! Redwood hits the canvas hard, and Anna staggers back, clutching at her forehead!
Jake Mercer: Anna pulls Redwood up by the head and somehow, she throws the arm over his shoulder… and she uses everything in her power to scoop her up from uranage position—’MODERN TRAGEDY’ CONNECTS! REDWOOD IS LAID OUT ON THE TOP OF HIS HEAD! AND WAUTIER HOOKS THE LEGS!
OOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner of this match, ANNA WAUTIER!
(‘Altair’ begins playing again and Anna sits up, screaming out in joy. She raises her fists in the air, beyond excited to have picked up a win, especially over an experienced Elitist like Kirk Redwood! Redwood is still out of it and the referee checks on him, before helping Anna get up and raising her arm up in the air.)
Stew-O: You’ve gotta hand it to Anna Wautier, she learns quick, and she’s really showcasing that she could be one hell of a rising star here on Dynasty with a win over Kirk Redwood, who is a very formidable opponent!
Flannery McCoy: Absolutely, this has to be a massive confidence boost for Anna and I’m sure she’s gained a lot of momentum from this win as well. The sky certainly looks to be the limit for her right now.
Jake Mercer: And a week after Territorial Invasion, Kirk Redwood put up a strong fight but perhaps tonight just wasn’t his night!
(The final shot shows Anna celebrating before Dynasty fades…)
(Backstage, Mia Santoro is with Michael Belfort. Her cocky smirk is more than evident, especially with the EAW Specialists Championship remaining on her shoulder.)
Michael Belfort: Ladies and gentleman—
Mia Santoro: Oh, come on, Michael. You don’t need to do that. Introduction are useless when everyone knows my name.
(Mia snickers, before she sarcastcially speaks.)
Mia Santoro: Or, they might call me One Hit Wonder! The Lucky Gal! The Bitch Who Is On Borrowed Time! Anything BUT to give me the credit I have more than earned!
(Still, there’s no resentment on her part. Mia grins, and chuckles as she holds the title.)
Mia Santoro: But it’s quite alright. Those names are gonna fade off, just like how KASAI and Holly’s will soon enough. Those two thought they had me all figured out, but yet again, they were proven wrong, and this time? They don’t have any excuses. I mean, have you heard how outright pitiful both of them sounded? Ugh. Poor darlings… 😔
(She pouts her lips and places a hand over her heart. But the charade is dropped and she starts laughing.)
Mia Santoro: And I don’t give a DAMN! That serves them right. Now they gotta scrounge around like the desperate, mangy mutts they are for more opportunities to fall into their laps while I get to relax and enjoy being the Specialists Champion once more. It sucks to suck, but when you’re me, you don’t need to be worried about being that.
Michael Belfort: Okay…
(Michael blinks a few times before clearing his throat.)
Michael Belfort: Well then, yes—congratulations on your second defense, Mia. However, what’s the next move now when it comes to you and the title? House of Glass is a few weeks away, and there’s no doubt you’re going to want to be on that show.
Mia Santoro: Oh, of course I do! Dynasty would be stupid to leave me off of it after all of the hard work I’ve put in. Still, your question is rather interesting, since, well, since my reign has started, it’s been all about the Dynasty girls being jealous and bitter when it comes to me, and honestly? I’ve had enough. I think I wanna shake things up a little bit and see if I can have someone else step up to the plate this time around.
(She grins.)
Mia Santoro: So much so that whoever decides they want to face me can come along and watch at ringside for my match next week! 😄
Michael Belfort: Really? :oh:
Mia Santoro: Mhm! 😌 They might as well get a taste of what’s gonna come for them, and hopefully, they won’t let naivety or ignorance cloud their senses. They’ll see for themselves that I don’t mess around.
(She looks down at the title.)
Mia Santoro: …and when they do, they’re gonna get used to the idea that they aren’t gonna be beating me. End of.
(She grins and walks away. Michael watches on, and from there, the shot fades…)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Genie In A Bottle’ by Christina Aguilera began blaring through the speakers to very loud boos as Grace De Luca strutted her way out from behind the stage curtains with her trademark cocky smirk as she spread her arms out wide and basked in the spotlight despite the deafening boos that she was experiencing.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 121 pounds… she is the PARADIGM OF PERFECTION, GRAAAAAAAAAAAACE! DE LUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Stew-O: We’ve got a showdown with two of the members of Dynasty’s Divide and Conquer team who are looking to pick up some momentum after ultimately falling short at the match itself at Territorial Invasion!
Flannery McCoy: There’s definitely no love lost between these two, who have perhaps as polar opposite personalities and presentations as any two wrestlers could possibly have!
Jake Mercer: We know from the videos this week that there is some resentment present between these two regarding that match, and tonight they’ll get a chance to prove themselves as the superior wrestler from the team! Grace De Luca certainly considered herself the shining star of the Divide and Conquer team, and she’s in no mood to allow David Gideon Smith to prove otherwise!
(“Razorface” by Celldweller began blaring through the speakers to a loud mixed reaction as David Gideon Smith slowly made his way out onto the center of the stage, looking entirely menacing as his visage pierced through the darkness of the arena. He made his way down the ring, ignoring the fans entirely as his eyes narrowed with laser focus on his opponent.)
Stephie Love: AND HER OPPONENT! Hailing from Omaha, Nebraska, weighing in at 245 pounds… he is THE SOVEREIGN, DAAAAAAAAAAVID! GIDEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON! SMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITH!
Stew-O: One of the breakout New Breeds of the year, David Gideon Smith has been making his presence increasingly felt throughout Elite Answers Wrestling as he began accumulating momentum by acquiring victory after victory over his fellow elitists!
Flannery McCoy: Even though Territorial Invasion resulted in a loss, David Gideon Smith still made an impact in that match and left a mark that I’m sure his enemies on the other brands won’t forget anytime soon!
Jake Mercer: Grace De Luca and David Gideon Smith both feel mutual enmity towards each other, and there’s no better time than the road to House of Glass for this battle to be hashed out! May the best elitist win!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And the match is underway! David Gideon Smith versus Grace De Luca in a match with quite the tremendous size and weight discrepancy! Grace De Luca is going to have to play this match smarter than any other match she fights in to be able to walk away from this match with the victory!
Flannery McCoy: We’ve seen Grace’s ability to be able to use clever tactics – albeit cheap – in order to walk away with the victory, but David Gideon Smith has shown himself to be quite the menace when it comes to dealing with his enemies, especially ones that act the way that Grace De Luca acts!
Jake Mercer: There’s no doubt that David Gideon Smith is going to be looking to ruthlessly dominate this match, all while expecting the typical shenanigans that Grace De Luca is going to be up to when going up against an opponent this big!
Stew-O: It looks like David Gideon Smith is looking to take action first and foremost as he exits his corner and, rather than opting to circle the ring, immediately starts making his way towards Grace De Luca directly! Grace tries to start circling, but David Gideon Smith is like the terminator right now with only one directive in his mind!
Flannery McCoy: And that directive is, of course, to knock Grace De Luca out cold! He gets within arm’s reach and immediately launches a lariat – his dreaded Black Blade – that immediately causes Grace De Luca to duck for cover and roll out of the ring!
Jake Mercer: These are the antics that David Gideon Smith has come to expect whenever he’s going up against Grace De Luca, as we can see him just shake his head and scoff at Grace De Luca who has her hands up at ringside, gesturing for David Gideon Smith to slow his roll!
Stew-O: But David Gideon Smith is in no mood to slow anything down as he immediately drops down to the canvas and rolls out of the ring to give chase to Grace De Luca, who immediately runs around ringside to get to the other side of the ring! David Gideon Smith starts charging after her, and Grace De Luca quickly slides back into the ring, causing David Gideon Smith to come to a screeching halt to follow suit!
Flannery McCoy: David Gideon Smith slides into the ring to catch up to Grace De Luca, but that ended up playing right into her trap as Grace De Luca suddenly launched herself forward with a vicious dropkick to the side of the head of David Gideon Smith! The dropkick connects, and David Gideon Smith didn’t appear to see that coming as he’s been knocked into a daze thanks to the cowardly tactic of Grace De Luca, who immediately starts showboating as though she’s already won the match!
Jake Mercer: Of course, she hasn’t gotten the pin yet and only connected with one move, so she knows even through her delusion that she’s got her work cut out for her! Grace De Luca immediately grabs a hold of David Gideon Smith by his long hair and forcefully drags him over to the corner, where she seats him up against the bottom turnbuckle!
Stew-O: She’s got the Sovereign right where she wants him, and she runs across the ring to rebound off the corner on the opposite side before sprinting back towards David Gideon Smith with added velocity! She launches herself off the canvas and connects with a running knee to the seated David Gideon Smith, connecting right against his jaw and continuing her assault onto his head!
Flannery McCoy: Strategically speaking, this is probably the best path she has to take David Gideon Smith down; using these types of tricks to lure him into a trap and then targeting his head will make it more difficult for him to think clearly throughout the rest of the match, and that’s something that Grace De Luca can take full advantage of!
Jake Mercer: She’s not done yet either, as she takes a few steps back before rushing right back towards David Gideon Smith and connects with a running basement dropkick right back to his jaw! That blow is enough to knock David Gideon Smith silly, leading him to roll away from the corner with his back to the canvas!
Stew-O: Grace De Luca takes one look at David Gideon Smith’s positioning and then another look up at the top turnbuckle, and it looks like she’s got an idea brewing in that mind of hers! She struts her way over David Gideon Smith before carefully climbing up to the top turnbuckle; once she’s up there, she turns with her back to David Gideon Smith and takes a moment to showboat on top of her perch!
Flannery McCoy: This is probably how Grace De Luca actually sees herself, towering high above everyone else as the ‘paradigm of perfection’; how that translates to reality, though, is something else entirely! She’s not just up there to showboat, though, and she proves as much when she crouches and launches herself up into the air, BACKFLIPPING AS SHE DOES!
Jake Mercer: MOONSAULT– OH, BUT DAVID GIDEON SMITH JUST LAUNCHED HIS KNEES UP! HE REVERSED THE MOONSAULT WITH GUSTO, AND GRACE DE LUCA HAS HAD ALL OF THE AIR KNOCKED OUT OF HER LUNGS WITH THAT HORRIFIC IMPACT! GRACE DE LUCA ROLLS OFF OF DAVID GIDEON SMITH, WHO RISES UP OFF THE CANVAS GLARING FURIOUSLY DOWN AT GRACE DE LUCA!
Stew-O: That is not the expression you want to see on David Gideon Smith’s face, because that’s the type of look a man gives right before he commits a murder! David Gideon Smith storms over to where Grace De Luca is writhing on the ground, and effortlessly plucks her off the canvas with a fistful of her hair, bringing her back up to a standing position by sheer force!
Flannery McCoy: MONGOLIAN CHOP BY THE TITANIC DAVID GIDEON SMITH! The Sovereign is looking to enact punishment on Grace De Luca for every blow she has managed to land against him thus far, and he immediately follows it up with a vicious Shotei throat thrust that leaves Grace De Luca coughing and sputtering as she stumbles backwards, trying to catch her breath after that merciless and unorthodox attack!
Jake Mercer: David Gideon Smith is not in the mood to afford Grace De Luca even a LITTLE bit of mercy, though, as he immediately connects with a twelve to six elbow directed right at the roof of Grace De Luca’s head! That attack was strong enough to make her fall over, but David Gideon Smith doesn’t even give her the opportunity to fall on her own as he grabs a hold of her and spins her around before applying a rear waist lock!
Stew-O: That can’t be good! He’s got that locked in and Grace De Luca tries to snap out of her daze to pry David’s hands off her waist, but she’s not strong enough to do so! She gets lifted high up into the air and DROPPED ON THE BACK OF HER NECK WITH A HIGH ANGLE GERMAN SUPLEX! WHAT A DEVASTATING MANEUVER BY THE SOVEREIGN, DAVID GIDEON SMITH!
Flannery McCoy: He’s got it bridged as well!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOO-
Jake Mercer: But Grace De Luca is able to kick out of it! The Paradigm of Perfection still has life left in her, but that only seems to have angered David Gideon Smith even more as he keeps that rear waist lock held, allowing him to drag her back up to a standing position while he, himself, rises back up as well!
Stew-O: He shoves her forward with quite the force, leading her to rush forward and rebound off the ropes before running back towards the Sovereign– AND HE HOISTS HER UP AND EXECUTES A PERFECT TILT A WHIRL BEFORE DROPPING HER WITH A BACKBREAKER ONTO HIS KNEE! Grace De Luca is definitely in trouble right now, and that trouble only continues to grow as he drags her back up to a standing position and…
Flannery McCoy: BEAR HUG! BEAR HUG IS APPLIED! DAVID GIDEON SMITH IS TRYING TO SQUEEZE THE LIFE OUT OF GRACE DE LUCA HERE, AND WITH THAT TREMENDOUS SIZE DIFFERENCE AND ALL OF THE SHEER STRENGTH THAT DAVID GIDEON SMITH HAS, I THINK GRACE DE LUCA’S RIBS MIGHT END UP SHATTERING AS A RESULT OF THIS IF SHE ISN’T ABLE TO GET ANYTHING DONE!
Jake Mercer: IT LOOKS LIKE GRACE DE LUCA CAN’T EVEN BREATHE WITH THE AMOUNT OF FORCE THAT DAVID GIDEON SMITH IS PUTTING INTO THAT BEAR HUG… OH! LOOK AT THAT! THE REFEREE WAS SO FOCUSED ON GRACE DE LUCA THAT HE DIDN’T EVEN REALIZE DAVID GIDEON SMITH JUST GOT HIS EYES RAKED!
Stew-O: The Sovereign staggers back, clutching at his face in pain as he releases Grace De Luca, who herself stumbles back while clutching at her ribs in pain! She looks at the positioning of David Gideon Smith and realizes she may have an opportunity here, as she rushes past him and leaps onto the middle rope, launching herself off of it with a springboard towards David Gideon Smith!
Flannery McCoy: SHE GRABS A HOLD OF HIS HEAD IN MID AIR AND CONNECTS WITH A TORNADO DDT! SHE USED DAVID GIDEON SMITH’S SIZE AGAINST HIM AND DROPPED HIM ON HIS HEAD! THIS MIGHT BE IT! She hooks his leg and goes for the pinfall victory right here!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jake Mercer: But an EMPHATIC kickout by David Gideon Smith keeps him in the match! Grace De Luca violently slaps the canvas in frustration before she starts screaming in a shrill voice at the referee for not counting fast enough! I don’t think that’s going to get her anywhere, the referee’s decision is final and complaining about it is just going to give David Gideon Smith more time to recuperate!
Stew-O: She is able to pull herself together, though, directing that anger at David Gideon Smith instead of the referee as she makes her way to the corner, measuring up the Sovereign as she looks to execute her primary finishing maneuver, the Bittersweet Chin Music superkick! She’s calling for it, tuning up the band while David Gideon Smith staggers to his feet with his head clutched in his hands!
Flannery McCoy: AND GRACE DE LUCA RUSHES FORWARD, GOING FOR THE BITTERSWEET CHIN MUSI– BUT NO, GRACE DE LUCA’S FOOT GOT CAUGHT IN THE HANDS OF THE SOVEREIGN! SHE’S BOUNCING ON HER FREE FOOT, DEMANDING THAT DAVID GIDEON SMITH PUT HER LEG DOWN, BUT HE DOES NO SUCH THING–
Jake Mercer: HE USES THE GRIP ON THAT FOOT TO PULL HER INTO THE BLACK BLADE! BLACK BLADE CONNECTS! THE LARIAT KNOCKS GRACE DE LUCA INSIDE OUT AS THE IMPACT OF THE MANEUVER LITERALLY CAUSES HER TO FLIP BEFORE LANDING ON THE CANVAS IN A PRONE POSITION!
Stew-O: DAVID GIDEON SMITH DOESN’T LOOK TO BE GOING FOR THE PIN, THOUGH, INSTEAD FORCING HER UP AND THROWING HER TO THE ROPES TO SEND HER REBOUNDING BACK TOWARDS HIM AND–
Flannery McCoy: HE DOUBLED UP! IMPALER! HE CONNECTS WITH THE INFINITE IMPALER, SPEARING HER INSIDE OUT AND GOING FOR THE PINFALL OFF OF THAT DEVASTATING FINISHING MANEUVER! DOES HE HAVE IT?!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(“Razorface” by Celldweller began blaring through the speakers once again to a loud mixed reaction as David Gideon Smith slowly staggers back up to his feet, rubbing his face and wiping the pain out of his eyes after that eye rake before raising his arm up to signal his triumphant victory.)
Stew-O: What a vicious match we just saw here! Grace De Luca tried to use her cheap tactics to be able to sneak out a victory against David Gideon Smith, and credit to her, she actually had the monstrous Sovereign on the back foot at several points in this match!
Flannery McCoy: However, it was ultimately not enough as David Gideon Smith’s raw power and ferocity managed to overcome all of those obstacles and take Grace De Luca down, allowing him to recover his momentum after Territorial Invasion and give himself a positive road to House of Glass!
Jake Mercer: Grace De Luca is slowly returning to consciousness after that brutal Black Blade and Impaler combo, and through all of the pain she’s feeling right now she does NOT look happy!
(The video feed lingers on David Gideon Smith’s victorious celebration as Grace De Luca rolls out of the ring and starts staggering away backstage across the ramp. The video feed fades on David Gideon Smith before cutting to commercials.)
(A commercial plays for House of Glass.)
(Fading back in from commercials, the camera shot shows a view of Grace De Luca backstage, pushing her way through Gorilla Position and making her way backstage! The women’s locker room door can be seen opening with Anna Wautier making her way out with a determined expression on her face, but her concentration is quickly interrupted as Grace De Luca, in her own frustration, shoves Anna Wautier out of the way before continuing on her way as though she did nothing at all. Anna Wautier glares back at Grace with an incredulous expression on her face, questioning whether that really just happened before immediately coming to terms with it and narrowing her eyes at the silhouette of the Paradigm of Perfection. The video feed fades to black with Anna’s anger being the final image.)
Stew-O: Jeez! Talk about an overreaction! I don’t think we have ever seen Grace act like that before!
Jake Mercer: :lupe: !! You’re telling me. Guess that loss was a hard one to digest. However, with the win, DGS gets some momentum ahead of a future clash with Limmy Monaghan.
Flannery McCoy: He does. We’ll see if Limmy will be able to build off of the incredible weekend he had last week, but the show must roll on!
(The camera fades to backstage where Dynasty interviewer, Michael Belfort is standing next to former New Breed Champion, Effy McAvoy. The two of them are standing in front of a Dynasty red backdrop.)
Michael Belfort: Now, it’s been a spectacular episode of Dynasty so far, but we’re not done yet. With me, I have a woman who was part of the winning team at Territorial Invasion, Effy McAvoy!
(The crowd pops for Effy McAvoy who holds a doll in her hands, but the head of the doll is hidden from the camera. So, we’re only getting a glimpse of the body.)
Michael Belfort: At Territorial Invasion, you were part of the winning Brand Warfare team. Despite finding yourself eliminated early into the match, Milli Banks was able to win for the Dynasty brand. I gotta ask – how do you feel about everything that transpired last weekend?
Effy McAvoy: I suppose, you could say that the Territorial Invasion was a success for me. Being part of the winning Brand Warfare team is great, but at the same time, it’s not. A part of me cannot shake the feeling that I didn’t deserve to win the match. I didn’t feel like I contributed as much to the team as I wanted to. Leading up to the event, I had high hopes that I would go in and redeem myself from my performance last year. But, when I got to the match, it didn’t pan out the way I had envisioned in my mind. At the end of the day, Ahren will be proud of me. But, I wanted to be proud of myself at Territorial Invasion. It’s a complex feeling because people would love to be part of the winning team without contributing anything, but that’s not me. I felt more pride in my performance last year than this year and that’s something that I didn’t want to feel. It would have been more disheartening had Dynasty lost the match. But of course, I want to put my best foot forward, especially for myself and Ahren. But, let’s focus on the positive – at least, it’s a win and that gives me an added boost to my back and now, I have my eyes set on a title.
(A small and timid smile forms on the lips of Effy McAvoy. The last statement with Effy having her eyes on the title piques the interest of the EAW Universe and Michael Belfort, who looks to dig for more information.)
Michael Belfort: Are you trying to say that you want to try your hand on the Specialists Championship again? You want to avenge your Reckless Wiring loss?
Effy McAvoy: While that would be lovely, no. I want the Interwire Championship.
(The crowd pops at the announcement. Effy McAvoy reveals the doll in her hands, which looks a lot like the champion himself, BRAE. It has his custom ring gear and most notably, the Interwire Championship wrapped around her waist. She forms a grin on her face, full of glee. Michael Belfort even looks interested in the announcement.)
???: Is that so?
(The Interwire Champion, BRAE’s voice boomed as he entered the camera shot. The title rests nicely on his shoulder as stares down at Effy McAvoy, who forms a competitive smirk on her face. He holds the doll close to her chest as he looks to listen to whatever BRAE is going to say to her.)
BRAE: Do you feel like you’re truly ready for me, Effy?
Effy McAvoy: Yes, I do. I am determined to make this another championship season for me. And, seeing as I ended your New Breed Championship reign last season, maybe, I can replicate the same feat with the Interwire Championship.
(BRAE tilts his head to the side, slightly intrigued.)
BRAE: Sounds intriguing, but I feel the need to warn you this time around that I am not going to show you any type of mercy. I respect you, Effy. But, knowing how you are first hand, I am going to do everything I can to put you down.
(BRAE glares at Effy McAvoy. Effy mirrors his glare, matching his level of intensity.)
BRAE: I don’t make the same mistake twice.
(BRAE stares her down once more before leaving the camera shot. Effy McAvoy stares forward at the direction he left, clutching the BRAE doll with her perfectly manifcured black nails. She tilts her head to the side, a slight giggle coming out of her mouth. She goes the opposite direction for her match up next. Michael Belfort is left by himself. He tries to compose himself after the intense stare down by Effy and BRAE. Then, he looks at the camera.)
Michael Belfort: Thank you Effy for your time. Let’s head back to the ring.
(‘The End’ by Lil Uzi Vert featuring BABYMETAL begins to blare through the speakers.The crowd gives KASAI a positive reception as she walks out through the curtain. She stares around the sold out crowd in the WVU Coliseum. She strides down the ramp and heads towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM AMANI, KAGOSHIMA, JAPAN…SHE IS ‘THE IMMORTAL SLAYER’…KASAI!!!!!
Stew-O: At Territorial Invasion, KASAI failed at capturing the Specialists Championship! Surprisingly enough, it would be Mia Santoro who would walk out with her reign alive and booming! KASAI wasn’t too happy about how Territorial Invasion panned out for her, but she plans to use this match to bounce back.
Flannery McCoy: Can you blame her? This was another instance of coming so close to adding another championship to her resume, but Mia Santoro would burst her bubble. I know that must frustrate KASAI because there is so much pressure that she’s going through. From wanting to honor her family’s name to proving the naysayers wrong to proving something to herself, she believes that winning another championship will shut them up.
Jake Mercer: KASAI underestimates Mia Santoro. That’s on her, Flann and Stew! She has no one to blame, but herself. Mia was being underestimated the entire week, so there was pressure for the champion to prove her own set of doubters wrong. KASAI’s good, but Mia has been on a roll! I truly believe that, but Mia will find a way to come out on top!
(‘Psycho’ by That’s Outrageous begins to sound through the speakers. The crowd gives a pop for Effy McAvoy, who comes out from the barricade near the bottom of the ramp. She still has the BRAE doll in her hands. Her head turns to look at the sold out crowd. She seems to be giddy and excited at the reception before hopping over the barricade and landing at ringside.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING HER OPPONENT…FROM WATCH HILL, RHODE ISLAND…SHE IS ‘THE OMEN’…EFFY MCAVOY!!!!!
Stew-O: Just like KASAI, Effy McAvoy might be looking at this match to bounce back for her own sake. While Effy was on the winning team at Territorial Invasion, she wasn’t proud of her performance whatsoever. She feels like she didn’t contribute as much as she would have liked too and honestly, the feeling is valid.
Flannery McCoy: Effy might be a little tough on herself, Stew! It was a stacked match, full of egos andn those that like to rely on shortcuts! She may have tried to stirr away from all of that, but it didn’t work out. She’s a talented performer. Not everyone is going to do well in these multi-brand matches, but that doesn’t mean that she’s a terrible wrestler.
Jake Mercer: Effy McAvoy has the pressure on her because she had just announced that she set her sights on the Interwire Championship. She thinks that she may be able to make lightning strike twice at the expense of BRAE, so there’s a need for her to do well tonight and defeat KASAI!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: KASAI and Effy McAvoy circle each other! The two women go for a lock up, but it’s KASAI who pushes Effy back! But, Effy gets back to her feet as she goes back to lock up with KASAI, but KASAI pushes Effy to the horizontal set of ropes! She holds the former New Breed Champion there as the referee begins her count!
Referee: (off-mic) ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! STEP BACK, KASAI!
Flannery McCoy: KASAI holds her hands up and takes a step back! She allows for Effy McAvoy to straighten up! Once the referee gives her the green light to continue, KASAI goes right back to Effy, but Effy manages to clutch KASAI by the arms and switch positions with her! NOW, IT’S EFFY THAT BEGINS TO THROW PUNCHES TO KASAI’S FACE! KASAI WAS CAUGHT OFF GUARD HERE! SHE TRIES TO BLOCK HER FACE, PREVENTING ANY MORE OF EFFY’S SHOTS FROM COLLIDING WITH HER FACE! BUT, KASAI PUSHES EFFY AWAY, CREATING SOME DISTANCE AS SHE RUNS TOWARDS ‘THE OMEN,’ BUT EFFY DUCKS! EFFY REBOUNDS OFF THE SET OF ROPES THAT SHE PREVIOUSLY HAD KASAI BACKED AGAINST AND SLIDES UNDERNEATH THE LEGS OF THE FORMER SPECIALISTS CHAMPION! EFFY WRAPS HER ARMS AROUND KASAI’S WAIST BEFORE PUSHING HER INTO THE HORIZONTAL SET OF ROPES AND GOING FOR AN O’CONNOR ROLL! ARE WE GOING TO SEE EFFY STEAL THE VICTORY HERE SO EARLY INTO THIS MATCH?!
OOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTWWWW–
Jake Mercer: KASAI rolls out of the pin fall attempt! She manages to wrap her arms around the waist of Effy McAvoy and take her back with a deadlift German suplex! Effy gets dropped to the back of her head! A loud thud is heard from her as KASAI finds her way to a vertical base! She grabs Effy and pulls her into a front headlock! KASAI BEGINS TO CONNECT WITH SOME CRAVATE KNEE STRIKES TO EFFY! ONE LAST SHOT TAKES EFFY BACK! KASAI CHARGES RIGHT AFTER EFFY AND CONNECTS WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK THAT KNOCKS EFFY TO HER BACK! KASAI GETS ON TOP OF EFFY AND BEGINS TO BATTER HER WITH PUNCHES TO THE FACE! SHE PRESSES HER KNEE TO THE FACE OF EFFY AS SHE HOLDS IT THERE FOR A MOMENT!
Referee: (off-mic) ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! STEP AWAY, KASAI!
Stew-O: KASAI is being a little disobedient there! She looks down at Effy McAvoy, who is moving her legs, trying to get herself out of this position! KASAI holds her knee to Effy’s face a bit longer before stepping back! Effy attempts to get herself into a crawling position! KASAI waits and then goes right after Effy connects with a low dropkick to the side of Effy’s temple as that rolls her to her back! KASAI grabs Effy by her dark and ravenous hair, swiveling her hips and knocking back Effy with a hip attack!
Flannery McCoy: Effy McAvoy picks her head up, trying to check her nose for blood! But, it seems like she’s good! KASAI is oozing confidence at the moment, but Effy manages to swipe the feet from underneath her by grabbing her by the ankles and yanking on them! This causes KASAI to fall face first! KASAI holds onto her face as Effy gets up to her feet! Effy grabs KASAI by the nape of her neck before looking at the nearest corner and throwing her shoulder first against the turnbuckle! KASAI yells in pain! Effy is backed to the corner diagonally from the corner that she threw KASAI in! Effy runs towards KASAI and connects with a sharp dropkick to the spine as KASAI drops to her knees, screaming in pain!
Jake Mercer: Effy McAvoy follows that up by connecting with a sliding knee strike to the back of KASAI’s head! This knocks KASAI forward! Effy gets KASAI before getting her into position for a back suplex! KASAI’s arm is draped to the back of Effy’s neck! Effy lifts up KASAI, but KASAI drops down! She manages to hook Effy by one of her arms and send her forward with an arm drag! Effy picks herself up, clutching that arm of her’s! KASAI charges right after the former New Breed Champion! Effy manages to catch KASAI, looking for a spinning side slam, BUT KASAI MANAGES TO USE THE MOMENTUM OF THE SPINE AND CONNECT WITH AN OCTOPUS LOCK! IT’S ALWAYS A GREAT MOVE TO SEE APPLIED! EFFY SENSES THE TROUBLE THAT SHE’S IN! SHE USES HER FREE HAND TO REACH FOR THE ROPES TO HER RIGHT SIDE!
Stew-O: But, KASAI manages to pull Effy McAvoy away from the ropes! If KASAI is able to keep this move applied, she might make Effy pass out! This could be a way for her to win this match! Effy’s body is contorted in this submission move! Personally, I wouldn’t blame Effy if she were to submit here, but I know that there’s so much in Effy’s mind! Especially, since she wasn’t too happy with her showing at Territorial Invasion!
Flannery McCoy: There’s that thought in her mind! That and with BRAE possibly keeping tabs on what goes on in this match, it might give Effy McAvoy the motivation she needs to put on a steller performance tonight! KASAI is pulling the arm back, inflicting more pain to the octopus hold! On KASAI’s end, she fell short in capturing that Specialists Championship last weekend, so there’s no doubt that she wants to bounce back and find herself in title contention again! Both of these women have something to prove to themselves!
Jake Mercer: That’s a fantastic point there! It’s going to be a matter of which woman wants to win this match more than the other! Effy McAvoy slowly begins to stumble to her knees! Could this submission be too much for her to handle!
Stew-O: Hold that thought, Jake! We see that Effy McAvoy is pressing her feet against the mat as she tries to lift herself and KASAI up to her feet! There happens to be some strength left in ‘The Omen!’ EFFY MANAGES TO HOOK KASAI’S EXPOSED LEG CAUSING HER TO DROP HER WEIGHT. SHE YANKS KASAI BACKWARDS AS SHE’S STRETCHED ACROSS HER BACK! NOW, EFFY WANTED TO GET HERSELF OUT OF THE OCTOPUS HOLD; HOWEVER, SHE HURT HERSELF IN THE PROCESS OF DOING THAT! KASAI FINDS HERSELF ON TOP OF EFFY AS THE REFEREE GOES FOR THE COVER!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Effy McAvoy with the kick out! Now, this was a risky way to get herself out of the move! Perhaps, Effy is trying to save her energy to continue on with this match! I know that being in the ring with someone like KASAI is not easy whatsoever! KASAI slams her hand against the match, clearly frustrated about not being able to put Effy away! She gets herself to her feet as she observes that Effy is trying to get herself to a crawling position! KASAI runs right towards Effy and nails her with a swift kick to the ribs! This takes Effy to her back! KASAI gets on top of Effy before nailing her with elbow jabs to the forehead! KASAI is screaming something in Japanese to Effy as the referee pulls KASAI away from Effy!
Jake Mercer: A bit of the mean streak from KASAI is showing itself in this match! She grabs Effy McAvoy by underneath her chin before stumbling her back with a sharp uppercut! Effy collapses to a knee as KASAI begins to connect with a series of shoot kicks to the arm of Effy! Effy is trying to clutch her arm and block the shots, but KASAI is nailing her with each shot! These shots are too quick for Effy as she finds herself backed to the vertical set of ropes! Effy nails her with one final shot to arm before following that with a spinning back kick to the face! This knocks Effy to her back!
Stew-O: Before KASAI could continue inflicting some pain on Effy McAvoy, Effy rolls herself out of the ring! Clearly, this is going to frustrate KASAI even more! KASAI REBOUNDS OFF THE SET OF ROPES BEHIND HER AND LAUNCHES HERSELF OVER THE HORIZONTAL SET OF ROPES WITH A TOPE SUICIDA! EFFY GOES CRASHING RIGHT TO THE FLOOR, KASAI GOES CRASHING DOWN WITH HER! THE MOMENTUM OF THE MOVE WAS SO QUICK, KASAI WASN’T ABLE TO STOP HERSELF! THE TWO WOMEN CRASH TO THE FLOOR! STILL, EFFY WAS ON THE RECEIVING END OF THIS MOVE! KASAI IS SLOWLY GETTING HERSELF BACK TO HER FEET! SHE CLUTCHES ONTO THE RING SKIRT AS THAT HELPS HER TO HER FEET!
(As KASAI looks to get herself to her feet, Effy McAvoy is trying to recollect herself to her feet. But, KASAI manages to connect with a knee to the gut of the former New Breed Champion. Still, the knee wasn’t hit to the full force it could have. She gets Effy by her arm and whips her stomach first against the edge of the apron. Effy lets out a shriek of pain as she drops down to a knee.)
Flannery McCoy: That did not look good for Effy McAvoy! KASAI grabs Effy by the back of her head as she looks towards the steel ring post! She throws Effy to the steel steps –
Jake Mercer: No! Effy McAvoy counters as she sends KASAI skull first into the steel steps! The sound of the steel clanks with her skull causes KASAI to collapse down! Effy gets KASAI by hair hair and slams her spine first on the barricade! Effy begins to stomp on the face of KASAI! KASAI seems to be a little weakened at the moment thanks to colliding with the steel ring post! But, Effy doesn’t seem to feel bad whatsoever! She gets KASAI, pulling her in a front headlock! SHE UNDERHOOKS THE ARMS OF KASAI BEFORE LIFTING HER UP AND CONNECTING WITH A DOUBLE UNDERHOOK POWERBOMB ON KASAI! KASAI GOES CRASHING DOWN! THE POWERBOMB CAUSES HER SPINE TO CONTORT IN PAIN!
Stew-O: This is exactly what Effy McAvoy needed to turn the tides of the match in her favor! She gets KASAI and rolls her underneath the bottom rope and back inside the ring! Effy rolls back into the ring shortly after! She begins to stalk KASAI to her feet slightly before running and connecting with the ‘GOAT Trot’ – the running swinging neckbreaker connects as Effy goes for the cover! Could this be it here?!
OOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
TT–
Flannery McCoy: KASAI kicks out! Effy McAvoy is trying not to let her emotions show as she grabs KASAI by her hair and throws her to one of the corners! Effy takes a couple steps back, but her eyes do not leave KASAI! Effy charges at KASAI and connects with a running crossbody at the corner! Then, Effy is quick to apply a rib squeeze on ‘The Immortal Slayer!’ KASAI is screaming in pain as the referee looks like she will begin her count!
Referee: (off-mic) ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! GET OFF OF HER, EFFY!
Jake Mercer: Effy McAvoy holds the rib squeeze a bit more before releasing the hold! KASAI stumbles forward before dropping to her knees! Effy connects with a sliding knee strike to the back of KASAI’s head! This takes the former Specialists Champion forward!
(Effy McAvoy forms an evil smirk on her face as she begins to back to the horizontal set of ropes. KASAI begins to move, trying to get herself into a crawling position as Effy runs towards KASAI –)
Stew-O: ‘STORYBOOK ENDING’ – THE CURB STOMP TO KASAI! NO! KASAI MANAGES TO POP UP TO HER FEET! EFFY MCAVOY DID NOT SEE THAT COMING AS SHE CONNECTS WITH ‘URAI’S CURSE’ – THE SKULL KICK! BUT, EFFY MANAGES TO TWIST AND DUCK HERSELF FROM KASAI’S FINISHER FROM CONNECTING! She connects with a low superkick to the gut as that causes the former Specialists Champion to fall to a knee! Effy manages to grab the wrists of KASAI before pulling her in for ‘The Climax’ – the ripcord knee strike! Shades of EAW Hall of Famer and Effy’s mentor, Ahren Fournier!
Flannery McCoy: NO! KASAI MANAGES TO GET HER HEAD TO THE SIDE AND AVOID EFFY MCAVOY’S KNEE! SHE MANAGES TO SWOOP BEHIND ‘THE OMEN’ BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX! EFFY LANDS ON TOP OF HER HEAD! THEN, KASAI CHARGES RIGHT AFTER EFFY, LOOKING FOR ‘SILVER BULLET’ – THE POWERFUL LEAPING KNEE STRIKE!
Jake Mercer: That knee collides straight to the skull of Effy McAvoy and knocks her to her back! That looked gnarly there, Flann and Stew!
(KASAI has her eyes glued to the top turnbuckle as she climbs to the top. She turns away from Effy McAvoy, doing her best to keep her balance.)
Stew-O: KASAI FLIPS OFF THE TOP ROPE AS SHE LOOKS FOR THE ‘KITSUNE’S BLESSING V2’ – HER VARIATION OF THE MOONSAULT STOMP! BUT, EFFY MCAVOY ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AT THE VERY LAST SECOND! KASAI MANAGES TO LAND ON HER FEET AS SHE TURNS AROUND! EFFY IS TO HER FEET AS SHE CONNECTS WITH A ‘PROTECT YA NECK’ – THAT POWERFUL DISCUS LARIAT! BUT, KASAI DOES A MATRIX EVASION AS SHE COUNTERS WITH A PELE KICK THAT SENDS EFFY BACK! EFFY RUNS RIGHT AFTER KASAI, BUT KASAI NAILS HER WITH A ‘URAI’S CURSE’ – THE SKULL KICK THAT SHE ATTEMPTED TO Nail!
Flannery McCoy: BUT, LOOK AT THIS, STEW! EFFY MCAVOY DOESN’T GO DOWN COMPLETELY! SHE’S BEGGING FOR KASAI TO KICK HER HARDER! I’M NOT SURE IF THAT’S A GOOD IDEA! BUT, KASAI CONNECTS WITH A SECOND AND EVEN HARDER ‘URAI’S CURSE!’ THAT CAUSES EFFY TO COLLAPSE TO THE GROUND, KNOCKING HER UNCONSCIOUS! THIS MIGHT BE IT HERE AS KASAI GOES FOR THE COVER!
OOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
TTTTHHHRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(‘The End’ plays once more as KASAI rolls off of Effy McAvoy, who is still clearly unconscious. KASAI raises her arm up in triumph. The referee helps her to her feet as she raises her arm in victory.)
Stephie Love: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH…KASAI!!!!!
Jake Mercer: KASAI gets the victory over Effy McAvoy! Honestly, I felt like the victory could have gone to either woman. Especially, with the last moments of the match up! All the counters and reversals had me on the edge of my seat!
Stew-O: I know that Effy McAvoy wanted to go out there and impress BRAE, letting him know that she’s more than ready to take the title off of him. But, the last moment where she begged for KASAI to kick her harder showed a ton of heart from Effy! She was someone who was difficult to keep down! KASAI had to knock her unconscious to pick up the victory!
(KASAI looks down at Effy McAvoy, a slight nod of acknowledgement is shown. She exits the ring, as she looks to soak in the victory from on top of the stage. Effy is still clearly out of it, but her eyes flutter open and the reality sets in that she fell short of winning the match. She frowns, clearly disappointed in herself, but the crowd in the front row applauds her, giving her love for her efforts tonight.)
Flannery McCoy: If BRAE is really looking at this match, he shouldn’t focus on the result, but the war that he will need to prepare for. Effy McAvoy is going after that Interwire Champion! This loss is going to fuel her fire and that’s going to be troubling for him!
(A commercial plays for Wicked Games.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns to show the backstage area as backstage correspondent Michael Belfort is seen standing by. He’s seen in front of a designated interview area with a microphone in his hand, and while the camera begins to settle in, he greets everyone in attendance and watching from home with a smile on his face before he begins to speak.)
Michael Belfort: Welcome back to Friday Night Dynasty, and what a show it has been so far! The action has been stacked, and we have so much left to go here tonight, including our main event where Limmy Monaghan and SOSA Henderson clash in what is going to be one for the ages. But right now, though, I’m here tonight with two people who came out victorious for Dynasty in last week’s Brand Warfare match. Please welcome my guests at this time, Rex McAllister and Raven Roberts, Fire & Ice!
(The crowd roars as the shot pans over to show the Unified Tag Team Champions. Rex and Raven both make their way into the scene side-by-side as they look to one another with warm smiles on their faces. As they turn over to look at Michael, while the crowd settles down, the corresponder begins to continue with what he has to say.)
Michael Belfort: Rex, Raven, thank you both for joining me tonight.
Rex McAllister: Of course.
Michael Belfort: I just wanted to talk about what last week entailed for both of you. As we know, Tyrone Montgomery entrusted both of you with the responsibility of being Brand Warfare Co-Captains, and after recruiting a team, you walked into battle and ultimately came out victorious. How much does this win mean for both of you?
Raven Roberts: I’m sure I’ve mentioned enough just how much Territorial Invasion means to me, Michael. So, walking into last week, I knew that this wasn’t just another match for me, or for either of us, really. Despite how much history that I’ve made at this event, doing a lot for female history in Elite Answers Wrestling alongside all my other cohorts, I knew that these past couple of years haven’t dealt the best hand. So as I fought for Dynasty in Brand Warfare, I wasn’t just fighting for the brand; I was fighting to reclaim what this event means to me. I was looking to remind everyone that Fire & Ice doesn’t fade under pressure, that Dynasty doesn’t crumble under expectations, no. What we do is thrive in it. And standing here now, having done exactly what we set out to do, it feels like the first spark of something even bigger. I’ve experienced that a lot in my career, and now, I can feel it again. This was more than a victory for brand supremacy; no, what this was is a statement.
Rex McAllister: And that statement is loud and clear: Dynasty reigns supreme. When Tyrone Montgomery granted us the responsibility of leading Friday Night Dynasty into battle, it wasn’t just a title or a role; it was a challenge. It was his way of saying, “Prove that Fire & Ice are the foundation of what Dynasty stands for.” And that was something that we took seriously. We looked around at the roster, at who could embody that same drive, that same hunger, and we built a team that didn’t just coexist, no… we aligned. Because when you strip away the noise, the ego, and the brand loyalty chatter, what wins a war like this isn’t hype, it’s execution, it’s trust. And that’s exactly what we had.
Raven Roberts: Credit to Limmy, Effy, and Milli for proving us right in our ambitions heading into Territorial Invasion. We did exactly what we said we would do, and that’s take over Brand Warfare, and I’m glad that we were able to say that we did just that.
Michael Belfort: That’s certainly what you did, and again, congratulations to all of you on your efforts. But going forward, it seems like you already have your next challengers for the Unified Tag Team Championships on the calendar, and that consists of Damien Kutcher and Akari Kiyoko. As you know, a couple of months ago at Midsummer Massacre, they beat Clayton M. Golde and Bridget Bridget to become the number one contenders for your titles. Can we get your thoughts on that?
Rex McAllister: Of course, we’ve had more than enough time to reflect on that, and if there’s one thing Raven and I do, it’s respect the process. Damien Kutcher and Akari Kiyoko earned their opportunity fair and square. They’ve gone out there, week after week, and shown that they’ve got the potential to hang in this division.
Raven Roberts: Akari certainly showed how far he’s willing to go at Brand Warfare. :mjgrin:
Rex McAllister: But the thing about potential is that it only gets you so far. Once you step into the ring with Fire & Ice, it’s no longer about what you could be; it’s about what you are. And what we are, Michael, is the absolute standard. The constant. The team that doesn’t just defend gold, we define what it means to be Champion. So Showtime? They can bring their chemistry, their flair, and their confidence, they can even talk about how their the “heart” of Showdown, but when they stand across from us… They’ll understand that these titles around our waist don’t represent opportunity anymore; they represent legacy.
Raven Roberts: Our legacy.
(Rex and Raven once again look toward one another as Raven begins to say her piece.)
Raven Roberts: And that’s the difference between us and every team that’s tried to make a name at our expense. Everyone wants to use Fire & Ice as their stepping stone until they realize the ground they’re standing on is molten hot. Because this… isn’t just about being the best tag team in Elite Answers Wrestling, it’s about resilience, it’s about evolution. And if Damien and Akari think that a few months of momentum are enough to prepare them for what’s coming? Then they’re in for a rude awakening. They’re talented, sure, we’ve seen that firsthand, and that’s not something that I’m going to take away from them, but the closer they get to us, the closer they’ll realize they’re staring into a storm they can’t control.
Michael Belfort: It sounds like you’re both more than ready to face them head-on. Any final messages that you’d like to send your challengers as we get closer to the title match?
Rex McAllister: I think our last words are pretty simple: don’t mistake opportunity for destiny. Because when you’re standing in that ring, staring across from Fire & Ice, there’s only one fate that awaits you… defeat.
Raven Roberts: And remember this, considering Showdown lost, let it be known that Dynasty doesn’t just compete, we dominate. You’re stepping into our world now, and we don’t just burn bright… we burn everything in our path.
(The crowd cheers as both Rex and Raven nod their heads, quite satisfied with what they have to say, as they turn around and make a leave from the scene, saying their goodbyes to Michael, as it’s only left with him in the shot. After a moment, he then begins to speak.)
Michael Belfort: Statement made. We’re going to have to see how Showtime responds to this, but I presume that is for another time. Thank you for watching, and back to you guys.
(The last shot seen is the camera beginning to pan out, as Friday Night Dynasty then begins to fade out to elsewhere.)
(The Friday Night Dynasty video feed fades back to a wide shot of the arena before, suddenly, “Vent (Original Version)” by Baby Keem featuring Kendrick Lamar began blaring through the speakers to an earthshaking mixed response; this was only to be expected, as one of the greatest of all time and the EAW Chairman himself, Methuselah Elevation, appeared from behind the stage curtains. Needless to say, he did not look too well; every bit of skin that wasn’t naturally covered by his clothes was revealed to be covered with custom-produced pads designed to accelerate the healing of his skin, which experienced melting due to having hydrofluoric acid poured onto him. The chairman of EAW looked far from pleased as he stormed down the ramp towards the squared circle, eschewing any of his classic entrance shenanigans as he quickly stomped his way into the ring and started barking orders at the ringside staff to hand him a microphone. Upon receiving the microphone, his theme song died down, leaving only the loud volume of the fans in attendance; that, however, did not last long as Methuselah began to speak.
Methuselah: SILENCE! SILENCE! SILENCE! SILENCE! SILENCE! SILENCE! SILENCE! SILENCE! SILENCE!
(A hush quickly fell over the EAW Universe in attendance as Methuselah began roaring angrily into the microphone, not with his typical self-motivational incantations but rather infuriated calls of silence aimed at everyone making noise. When the arena grew sufficiently quiet, Methuselah continued with barely veiled rage.)
Methuselah: Your Commander Adams has scarcely witnessed a sorrier duo than the supposed ‘comrades’ that marched to war alongside me at Territorial Invasion. In the Land of Elite, Extreme, Merchants, Beasts, there AT MINIMUM exists a fervor that manifests at the same time every year, a fervor burning in the hearts of all my gladiators to achieve victory over the enemy brands!
Methuselah: You two. You two. You two, the inhabitants of my Dynastic Battalion, blessed by the Overman’s wisdom, blessed by your Commander’s divine design, blessed beyond all others with the opportunity to revel alongside the revelator in our shared glory, have SPAT upon my grace. You have SPAT upon the opportunity that I giftwrapped for you all!
Methuselah: Seven days. For seven days did our foes in the Showdown and Voltage battalions rain down on us with accusations of our dysfunctionality. Accusations that ought to have been FALSE, except you seemed keener on proving them TRUE rather than conquering them! Lord Strongarm saw fit to sow the seeds of dissent amidst my battalion, and I rebuked him at every turn, espousing the glory of my battalion, praising the ravenous BRAE as a war machine, praising Drake King as an almighty competitor IN SPITE of his ceaseless hubris and contemptuous arrogance!
Methuselah: ‘But Methuselah Elevation, o almighty Overman, revela-’ GET TO THE POINT, FOOL. ‘Your comrades did try their hardest!’ TO HELL WITH THEIR EFFORT. IT WASN’T ENOUGH! ‘But my ascended mahatma-’ BUT NOTHING! When has effort ever been enough? If effort was enough, every halfwit would have a hall of fame legacy! If effort was enough, that Ava bitch would have been a five time world champion! I demanded results, and all I received was their ‘effort’!
Methuselah: Where did it get me? FINISH HIM. OVER FOR THOU. YOU LET ME DOWN!
Methuselah: THEREFORE, you have spat upon my grace and the infinite wisdom that I imparted upon you!
Methuselah: THEREFORE, you have stabbed this very brand in the back with your treacherous incompetence!
Methuselah: THEREFORE, you have stabbed ME in the back, a far graver crime than any other instance of mutiny!
Methuselah: THEREFORE, you have effectively burnt my crops, razed my home, and pillaged my coffers!
Methuselah: THEREFORE, you have officially been designated by Methuselah Elevation TONIGHT, the Third of October, 2025 anno domini Methuselah Elevation, as public enemy number ONE.
Methuselah: THEREFORE, I return your treachery with fiery iniquity!
Methuselah: THEREFORE, I will rain down upon you with infernal hellfire until the acid that scorched my flesh and bones feels like a pleasant jet of water in comparison to the vehement wrath that you will experience!
Methuselah: ENOUGH. I COMMAND YOU BOTH TO COME TO THE RING IMMEDIATELY. NOW!
(The crowd turned towards the stage when, sure enough, an irate BRAE and Drake King stormed out onto the stage; both of them were bandaged up, but Drake King looked to be in far worse condition due to the acid that was poured on him just as it was on Methuselah. That didn’t seem to stop him, though, because both him and the Interwire Champion stormed down the ramp, entering the ring to confront their recent captain and the accusations being hurled their way.)
Drake King: Are you SERIOUS?! You’re blaming US for what happened at War Games?! None of this would have happened if you were even REMOTELY competent as the captain you forced yourself into being. Commander Adams, you called yourself; what kind of Commander acted the way that you did?
Methuselah: What do you mean ‘the way that I did’?
Drake King: You treated us like PUPPETS! You called us your stringed soldiers, you called us marionette martyrs, each and every time you opened your mouth you disrespected us. Do you think we didn’t watch the tapes back? We saw you playing with those little figurines that were supposed to look like us in your little war room; you never ONCE treated us like ‘comrades’, you only treated us like toys!
BRAE: I held my tongue for as long as I could during all of that nonsense, but after what happened, I’m not keeping my mouth shut any longer. Everything you put us through was a complete mess. You are a horrible, ineffective, INCOMPETENT leader.
Methuselah: INCOMPETENT?!
BRAE: What else do you call those ‘training sessions’?! You were trying to get us to read books on esoteric religion while we were supposed to be training for one of the most grueling matches in Elite Answers Wrestling, and you were trying to have us drive back and forth to your HOUSE just to give you some stupid book reports! What else do you call that other than INCOMPETENCE?
Drake King: I knew this was a horrible idea from the minute you attacked us and forced yourself as the leader. If I was the leader, none of this would have happened; if I was the leader and YOU were out of the picture, then my team would have won War Games and I would be another step closer to SAVING this company from the mess that YOU have put us all in! You’ve been a thorn in my side every step of the way, and yet you’re SURPRISED that I took a vow of silence in the lead up to the match? If I allowed myself to speak, every word out of my mouth would have been to put YOU down.
BRAE: This is exactly why I had to step in the final week. You two bickering the entire month was bound to end in disaster, and I thought I could help by trying to force you both to work together. But look at that, you guys couldn’t pull it together and now I have to face a loss as big as this in the middle of my Interwire Championship reign. I can’t believe I actually accepted you as the captain when you did nothing but antagonize us the entire month!
BRAE: All of that talking about these principles and the laws of whatever, and it didn’t get you ANYWHERE! And now you’re trying to turn that back against US?! You’re proving Drake King right! He told me that you were going to end up putting a target on my back, and that’s exactly what ended up happening, all because I tried to stand up and fix YOUR mess, only to find out that you broke this team beyond repair before we could even step FOOT in the War Games cage!
Methuselah: ENOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH!
(The crowd started leaning in as the heated argument taking place in the ring grew more and more chaotic.)
Methuselah: OVER FOR THOU! FINISH THEM TWO!
Stew-O: OH! THE MOMENT THE CHAIRMAN SAID THAT, A BUNCH OF SECURITY GUARDS STARTED FLOODING THE RINGSIDE AND STARTED SLIDING INTO THE RING! METHUSELAH’S OWN PRIVATE SECURITY FORCE IS ENTERING THE RING AND ATTACKING BOTH DRAKE KING AND THE INTERWIRE CHAMPION BRAE!
Flannery McCoy: BUT THEY’RE FIGHTING BACK! DRAKE KING AND BRAE ARE KNOCKING EACH OF THESE SECURITY GUARDS OUT THE MOMENT THEY SLIDE INTO THE RING! RED DEATH! JUDGEMENT DAY! DRAKE KING AND BRAE ARE TAKING OUT THESE SECURITY GUARDS LIKE THEY WERE NOTHING BUT TRASH!
Jake Mercer: METHUSELAH IS JUST STARING DAGGERS INTO BOTH OF THEM WHILE THIS IS HAPPENING! BODIES ARE DROPPING BACK INTO RINGSIDE JUST AS QUICKLY AS THEY’RE SLIDING INTO THE RING! AT SOME POINT, ALL OF THESE SECURITY GUARDS ARE GOING TO BE KNOCKED OUT! AND THE CHAIRMAN OF EAW IS JUST WATCHING ALL OF THIS HAPPEN! WHAT IS GOING THROUGH HIS MIND?!
Stew-O: THE LAST TWO SECURITY GUARDS JUST GOT KNOCKED OUT AND– OH! SPEAR! SPEAR! METHUSELAH JUST LAUNCHED HIMSELF INTO THE FRAY AND KNOCKED OUT BOTH DRAKE KING AND BRAE WITH A SPEAR TO BOTH OF THEM AT THE SAME TIME!
Flannery McCoy: AFTER THE HELL HE FACED AT WAR GAMES, I DON’T KNOW HOW HE WAS ABLE TO DO ANYTHING AT ALL, BUT HE JUST TOOK DOWN BOTH OF HIS FORMER PARTNERS! AND HE’S PICKING THAT MICROPHONE BACK UP, IT LOOKS LIKE HE HAS SOMETHING TO SAY TO BOTH OF THEM AFTER KNOCKING THEM OUT!
Methuselah: Prithee, heed my words carefully. House of Glass approacheth, and I will spare you the time you would have otherwise spent fretting about your future in this company; I, the Overman, will spell out your destiny FOR you. At House of Glass, your fate is simple: Methuselah Elevation shall – much like the glass that will be present in the ring – SHATTER your worlds at once.
Methuselah: OVER FOR THOU. TEST ME NOT.
(The video feed lingered as BRAE and especially Drake King felt the pain of Methuselah’s spear as they squirmed on the canvas in pain, surrounded by tons of knocked out security guards, all while the Chairman of EAW stood tall above them all with a malevolent expression on his face. The video feed then faded to black.)
(A commercial plays for Samyang Carbo noodles, featuring Milli Banks dying in the bathroom from them.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following main event contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Faneto’ by Chief Keef can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the audience reacts in waves for the arrival of SOSA Henderson. SOSA emerges from the back with focus plastered on his face, looking ahead to the ring as he takes a brief glance at the audience. SOSA nods to himself as he walks down the ramp, prepared for the match.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 191 pounds… SOSAAAAAAAAA HENDERSON!!!
Stew-O: SOSA Henderson is an accomplished man who needs no introduction. Former EAW World Champion, a former National Elite Champion in his own right who will be looking to score a big win tonight to follow up on his success from Territorial Invasion against Brian Daniels himself.
Flannery McCoy: There’s absolutely no doubts that we will be seeing SOSA assume the position of a contender again, and nights such as this are the best way of showing how prepared you can truly be for any given battle. Against the opponent tonight, that will be another task for SOSA to fulfill in living colors.
(‘Number One’ by Shirō Sagisu & Hazel Fernandez can be heard throughout the speakers as the audience responds loudly for the arrival of Limmy Monaghan. The former World Champion looks ahead to the ring, focused on his match tonight as he proceeds to step himself down the ramp, prepared for his main event outing with SOSA.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent! Residing from Golden Beach, Florida, weighing in at 227 pounds… LIMMYYYYYYYYYY MONAGHAN!!!
Stew-O: Limmy Monaghan will be stepping back into the fray after an immense Brand Warfare, which resulted in a Dynasty picking up the victory as well! But now is the time to usher in more momentum for himself with this match against another decorated elitist in SOSA Henderson.
Jake Mercer: Surely goes without saying that this will be a big match to win for both men, as Territorial Invasion paved the way for their recent successes that ultimately leads to this match, which leaves these elitists with a lot more to prove for themselves by bringing upon more success to come.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And we’re off! Limmy Monaghan goes one on one with SOSA Henderson right here in the main event of Dynasty! After an incredibly eventful Territorial Invasion, we are left with a match that can certainly entail a hopeful future for the landscape of this show as we step into the main event! SOSA has been able to return as a much more driven and focused competitor after his victory over Brian Daniels at the marquee event, but Limmy is able to come out of the event with a win from Brand Warfare as well with Dynasty emerging on top as well!
Flannery McCoy: As both men motion forward now looking for a collar and elbow tie-up from here! They’re trying to apply as much pressure as possible here, but this can turn into the worst nightmare for either elitist if they overstep and aim for the wrong maneuver to make from here! SOSA is able to push Limmy against the ropes, with the referee now beginning to count down here as SOSA is making the most out of every second that he has! Before the count of five is when SOSA decides to ease up, slowly backing himself away from Limmy as they each have their hands raised—
Jake Mercer: ‘Till SOSA looks for a swing—BUT LIMMY DUCKS & MAINTAINS A SWIFT HEADLOCK AS HE SLIDES HIMSELF DOWNWARD! SOSA drops to a knee as he finds himself left in this spot that he shouldn’t have initiated, as now Limmy is making the most out of this headlock while he can maintain every bit of the hold! SOSA is trying to keep to this to the very best of ability though, motioning upward as he’s focused on getting out of a worsened position as he’s looking to send Limmy downward with a BACK SUPLEX for good measure from here!
Stew-O: BUT LIMMY HOLDS OUT! He’s shaking his head here as despite the back suplex, he allows for a slight wince to break through while maintaining much of this pressure that he has! SOSA is looking to motion himself toward the ropes, immediately extending the hand outward as he’s not looking to reside in such a bad position for too long that can allow Limmy all of the time to continue this control over him if he lets this proceed accordingly! Limmy looks to sink in further but SOSA is looking more than capable of reaching forward—
Flannery McCoy: BUT LIMMY CLUTCHES THE ARM—AND SOON TRAPS SOSA IN THE CROSSFACE! SOSA is wide-eyed as Limmy has been able to transition this deepened headlock takedown into a crossface submission as SOSA is now left in a much more debilitating state here! Henderson is immediately searching around as he is aiming for the advantage that can be garnered, but his access to a rope break is largely limited… WHICH IS WHY HE SHIFTS LIMMY OVER INTO A PIN! SHOULDERS ARE DOWN! SOSA has more than enough energy to do so!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: LIMMY SHOVES SOSA OFF! Limmy is forced to let go of the submission afterward as SOSA needed to turn that into a pin attempt to force the break! Monaghan now looks to return back to his feet in a quicker pace as he’s up to a stance—‘TILL SOSA SENDS A BICYCLE KNEE DIRECTLY ACROSS THE TEMPLE OF LIMMY! Limmy is caught with the knee for his troubles as SOSA is looking to make the most out of this opportunity that he’s been given in the main event, the former EAW World Champion not looking to restrain himself against a solidified name in his own right!
Stew-O: As we see SOSA situating Limmy against the middle rope, pressing his knee against the upper back of Monaghan to keep him suppressed against the ropes as he’s choking him out! The referee is counting down here as SOSA truly needs to be careful with how he applies all of this pressure or else, disqualification can become quite apparent! SOSA eventually backs off from Limmy before the count of five… NOT BEFORE RUSHING THE ROPES & BACK WITH A DROPKICK INTO THE BACK OF LIMMY’S NECK! Limmy is absolutely reeling from that moment of weakness!
Flannery McCoy: Ouch! That’s not a great spot to be caught up in at all! SOSA allowed himself as much control as he needed to garner through that motion, and Limmy is clutching onto the back of his own neck here as that was a very bad move for Monaghan to take! Especially after having to bolster through such a tedious Brand Warfare, he is stepping right back into the fray against a game SOSA Henderson here! SOSA seems very inclined in making the most out of this as he’s dragging Limmy up & onto the top rope!
Jake Mercer: As Limmy has been propped up onto the top turnbuckle, SOSA is looking to dial up the pressure in this match as he’s trying to make a true impact out of this main event! SOSA sends an electric right hand across the jaw of his opponent to keep him at bay, now situating himself up onto the middle turnbuckle as he’s looking to put Limmy down in a very difficult fashion for him! SOSA is garnering this grasp of Limmy in what can become a worsened situation for either man here, ‘CAUSE HE WANTS THE BRAINBUSTER FROM THE TOP OF THE TURNBUCKLE!
Stew-O: BUT LIMMY SENDS AN ELBOW ACROSS HIS MIDSECTION! SOSA has no choice but to let go as Monaghan is able to pry himself free—AND SEND ANOTHER ELBOW OVER HIS SKULL TO STAGGER SOSA!! His opponent has now been left in a very bad way from here, with SOSA dazed in the moment as Limmy has created quite the opportunity for himself from here, having his opponent left to the wolves of what he’s able to do, taking hold of him as he’s looking to send the clearest message possible BY LAUNCHING HIM OFF THE TOP—
Flannery McCoy: MY GOODNESS!! GERMAN SUPLEX FROM THE TOP ROPE SENDS THEM BOTH CRASHING DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS! SOSA is left struggling as he’s immediately clutching onto his own back after the impact!!! Limmy is crawling himself toward SOSA, not looking to waste too much of his own time here as he finds himself rushing over & hooking the leg on SOSA! The referee rushes to the cover!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!!
T—
Jake Mercer: KICK OUT! SOSA is able to keep himself in the match and Limmy is gonna have to find another way of putting him down! SOSA immediately looks to rolling himself away from Monaghan as he’s now finding himself under the bottom rope! Limmy brings himself back up to his feet, looking to maintain enough of the control that can be given to himself here as he’s now shifting over to where SOSA keeps himself located, taking hold of his head as he’s looking to pull him upward!
Stew-O: BUT SOSA SENDS AN ELBOW ACROSS HIS TEMPLE! Limmy is briefly staggered as SOSA is maintaining enough of an advantage here to now target Limmy while he’s situated on the apron! Henderson gets his hands on Limmy & keeps a hold of him, as he may be looking to put him down in an immense way here that can cause all of the trouble for the former World Heavyweight Champion as well, LOOKING TO SUPLEX LIMMY OUT OF THE RING & ONTO THE OUTSIDE HERE—
Flannery McCoy: BUT LIMMY SENDS A KNEE OVER HIS SKULL TO AVOID DISASTER! SOSA is forced to drop Limmy back onto the apron as Monaghan is able to clutch onto the ropes to keep his ground! SOSA is briefly rocked as Limmy doesn’t look to slow himself down here, SENDING A BOOT across his jaw to keep SOSA in the heat of the moment here! Henderson is understanding this can become trouble very quickly if this continues further, with Limmy seeing that there is an effort to be made here SEEKING OUT THE KNEE—
Jake Mercer: JUMPING MUSHROOM FOOT STOMP DRIVES LIMMY ONTO THE APRON WITH IMMEDIATE EFFECT!!!! GOOD LORD!!! That was a bad landing for Monaghan to have as SOSA just took advantage in the biggest manner possible!! SOSA with the foot stomp that sends Limmy back first onto the apron with a swiftness!!! Monaghan collapses down from the apron and is left laid out on the ringside floor, with Henderson sitting himself against the apron while clutching onto the ropes here! Limmy will need to find his way through this rut if he wants to get back into this match!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Stew-O: As Henderson is now rolling himself out of the ring and onto the ringside floor, while Limmy is trying to bring himself upward while SOSA is not looking to see Monaghan muster up enough momentum here to return in this match & garner control once again! Henderson is focused on ensuring that he can deliver on putting down Monaghan as he’s now looking to take hold of him, and he’s dragging him over to the barricade while Limmy is still struggling to muster up all of the consciousness that he can have from here, with SOSA looking to hoist Limmy HERE—
Flannery McCoy: BACK SUPLEX RIGHT OVER THE BARRICADE!!! Limmy crashes onto the brunt of the barricade and collapses back down to the floor!!! SOSA just delivered on a much more brutal sense of control here as Monaghan is in deep trouble! Henderson keeps himself moving as he finds ground again, rising up to his feet and breathing deeply while the referee is continuing to count down here as well!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Jake Mercer: SOSA takes notice of the referee counting here, and he’s now motioning himself toward the apron as he slides back into the ring! Limmy is clutching onto his lower back, trying to find ground for himself but this is becoming a struggle while the referee is continuing to count down! Henderson may not mind taking a victory through count out here if Monaghan is incapable of bringing himself back into the ring! Limmy is still able to move as he’s crawling himself toward the apron, fighting through the pain as SOSA is keeping a keen eye on him!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NIN—
Stew-O: Limmy bolsters himself over the apron and into the ring!! Monaghan is able to get himself back into the ring before the three count as he’s now standing himself back up—BUT SOSA BREAKS THROUGH WITH A SPEAR THAT TURNS LIMMY INSIDE OUT!!! Henderson is able to spear Monaghan as he’s now looking to flip the former World Champion over, and he’s now hooking the leg from there as the referee is sliding himself to the count! This can do it for Henderson right here!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!!
THRE—
Flannery McCoy: NOT THERE! Limmy is able to kick out as SOSA is now left wide-eyed while Monaghan is able to find himself all of the wherewithal to stay in this match!! Monaghan is trying to keep himself in a better position here in order to come back in this match, but SOSA seems to have other ideas as he understands there needs to be much more done from here in order to put down Monaghan! Henderson nods to himself as he waits for Limmy to rise back to his feet, as he’s making his way upward and looking to ensure that he can get to rising from here… WITH SOSA LOOKING FOR—
Jake Mercer: ‘STOLE YO BITCH’—BUT LIMMY CATCHES HIM WITH A SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX FOR GOOD MEASURE!!! SOSA is dazed out of his mind after the dragon suplex as he’s wide eyed and left sprawling in his own head! Limmy is looking to raise upward, as Henderson is left struggling to find his own ground here as Limmy is now dragging Henderson over, nodding to himself as he has the opportunity to put him down & bring himself a warranted victory here in the main event of Dynasty as he’s now GOT HIM IN POSITION & HOISTING HIM UPWARD!
Stew-O: ‘ASCALON’!!! GOTCH STYLE PILEDRIVER IN THE VERY CENTER OF THE RING!!! SOSA is spiked down into the canvas as Monaghan is now rushing to hook the leg while he still can! The referee is now counting away from here!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEE—
Flannery McCoy: NO! SOSA KICKS OUT!!! SOSA is able to stay in this match as Limmy is now sitting himself upward, nodding to himself as this becomes a crucial point of the match where Monaghan needs to act on his instincts & ensure that the match ends with his own hand raised! Limmy backs himself away into the corner, as Henderson is still left in a groggy state while Monaghan has his eyes set entirely on SOSA here while this can go either way! Limmy is poised and ready, with Henderson motioning up to a knee, LIMMY RUSHES AHEAD FOR ‘DIVINE DEPARTURE’—
Jake Mercer: SOSA DUCKS & TAKES THE LEGS AS HE ROLLS BACK—INTO A SHARPSHOOTER!!!! SOSA has Limmy caught in a sudden sharpshooter as now Monaghan is struggling to find his ground here!!! Henderson is keeping this submission applied to the fullest as he is giving Limmy all of the trouble with this maneuver, as Monaghan is trying to crawl but SOSA is placing all of his weight over the lower back of Limmy & refusing to allow him any leeway to escape!
Stew-O: LIMMY IS CRAWLING! Dragging all of his own body weight alongside SOSA’s own weight here to reach those ropes, as SOSA is shaking his head and refusing to subside any of this as Monaghan is trying to claw for those ropes! His fingertips are inching closer and closer to the ropes as the referee is keeping a keen eye on him here—BUT SOSA PULLS HIM BACK! SOSA has to let go of the sharpshooter and is dragging Limmy away here—BUT LIMMY SENDS A BOOT! Limmy is able to ward off SOSA as the former World Champion is struggling, looking to follow back—
Flannery McCoy: ‘TILL LIMMY SENDS ‘DIABLE JAMBE’ HIS WAY OUT OF NOWHERE!!! THE V-TRIGGER KNOCKS SOSA FOR A LOOP!!! Limmy is now eagerly crawling himself toward the corner while SOSA is staggered beyond belief!!! Monaghan has this match left to his own devices here as this can end right here and now!!! Limmy looking to ensure that this comes to end for the main event!
(The audience suddenly reacts in immediate mixed responses that grow loud, with Limmy’s glance taken to the figure standing right beside him at ringside.)
Jake Mercer: What the hell?!?!? That’s David Gideon Smith back out here AGAIN!!! Limmy’s thrown off by the presence of Smith yet SOSA is back to his feet, LIMMY HAS TO LAUNCH FORWARD FOR ‘DIVINE DEPARTURE’—
Stew-O: JUMPING SUPERKICK CATCHES LIMMY!!!! SOSA CAUGHT HIM AS LIMMY IS DAZED, SOSA IS NOW MOTIONING UPWARD WHILE MONAGHAN’S LEFT STUNNED ON THE CANVAS.. FOR ‘PAID IN FULL’!!!! DOUBLE CURB STOMP LANDS AS SOSA HOOKS THE LEG!!!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… SOSAAAAA HENDERSON!!!
Flannery McCoy: Wow! Such an immense main event here that is dampened due to David Gideon Smith allowing himself to be involved somehow!
Jake Mercer: David appearing her tonight certainly left Limmy in a brief moment of confusion that allowed SOSA to capitalize, and that he essentially did against Monaghan.
Stew-O: A victory mired in its own controversy as Limmy was preparing for his own kill shot, but it’s not to be here, congratulations to SOSA Henderson.
(SOSA rises back up to his feet, as the referee raises his hand in victory, while the audience responds loudly. He holds onto his midsection, taking a glance over at Limmy, who leans against the corner, visibly disgruntled as his eyes glance over to David, who sports a smirk of his own. SOSA then drops down and begins to make his way up the ramp.)
Flannery McCoy: And you can’t help but wonder what is next for SOSA Henderson after two major back-to-back victories…
(And as he begins to take his leave… ‘Apostle’s Warning’ by Mobb Deep begins to play through the speakers of the arena, as the crowd erupts into thunderous cheers.)
Jake Mercer: But we certainly know what’s next for this man, as the DAWGS have arrived here in West Virginia! The new World Heavyweight Champion has arrived!
(The camera then goes over to the stage to show EAW World Heavyweight Champion Michael Machina making his way out. He has his title over his shoulder, a big smirk on his face, as he jumps around in place, oozing intensity before giving a loud battle cry. The crowd is with him as he begins to make his way down the ramp, heading toward the ring with a very confident look.)
Stew-O: As we all know, Machina defeated Cy Henderson to become a two-time World Champion last week at Territorial Invasion, as it seems like the New Legend is at the top of the world here on the Dynasty food chain, looking to give his first words after what ended up being a monumental win for him in his young career.
(Machina approaches the ring, as he begins to slow down, while SOSA Henderson pauses for him, looking directly at his World Championship before looking up at him. As SOSA makes a gesture that he’s looking toward World Championship gold, Machina shakes his head and chuckles, shoulder-checking him as he continues down the ramp.)
Flannery McCoy: Well, it seems like Machina and SOSA had a moment as the World Champion was making his way down to the ring, but right now, we have to see what he has to say, most importantly, about what’s next as we head toward House of Glass.
(Machina makes his way up the steps and into the ring as he heads toward the center of the ring. Everyone from the previous match begins to filter out as he heads over and takes a microphone from the ringside area. ‘Apostle’s Warning’ then begins to come to a close as the Champion takes a moment, embracing the atmosphere as he takes a deep breath, before raising his mouth and beginning to speak.)
Michael Machina: I-
???: Nah, hell no.
(Machina is stopped as he raises an eyebrow in confusion, and the camera goes over to show SOSA Henderson has turned himself back around, snatching a microphone as he rolls back into the ring. He quickly gets in the face of Machina with a serious expression, seeing red as he begins to speak.)
SOSA Henderson: What the hell was that?!
(Machina looks down at the ground for a moment, briefly chuckling as he looks up at him, looking to respond to him as the crowd gets loud at this tense situation.)
Michael Machina: What’s wrong? Offended. I was just joking around.
SOSA Henderson: You think SOSA Henderson is the type for joking?! That’s not how this works. You’re going to treat me with some damn respect. I don’t care if you’re World Champion, top of Dynasty, I don’t give a fuck. Do you understand me?
(Machina keeps his eyes locked on SOSA, his smirk flattening into something colder. The crowd cheers loudly as the World Champion adjusts his title over his shoulder, even though this does happen to be a misunderstanding, SOSA is nose-to-nose with him, not budging.)
Michael Machina: You’re taking this the wrong way, Henderson. That shoulder wasn’t a message, it wasn’t a grand statement, it was me walkin’ to the ring with the weight of the world on my shoulder, right here.
(Machina pats his title as he narrows his eyes at SOSA.)
Michael Machina: If you think I care about you, no offense, I don’t. I’m just here to celebrate the monumental title win that I got last week against Cy Henderson, I don’t know if you could tell. You don’t like the contact? Fine. But don’t stand here acting like I’m tryin’ to son you, because that’s not what this is.
SOSA Henderson: Nah, see, that’s exactly what this is. You ain’t about to brush me off like some background act. SOSA Henderson’s not some man you bump into and walk past, so you better recognize who you just shoulder-checked, “Champ.” You’re holdin’ that World Title now, but you could be starin’ at the man who’s gonna take it from you if you keep testing me.
(The crowd erupts at the implication, and while he says that, Machina tilts his hand slightly, the vein on his forehead popping out as he begrudgingly forces a smirk.)
Michael Machina: That’s cute. Real cute. You wanna make this about the World Heavyweight Championship now? You’re telling me over a shoulder-check, you’re already writing yourself into my story like this title’s on borrowed time?
(Machina can’t help but laugh at this as he starts to escalate the situation, getting into SOSA’s face just as much as he is.)
Michael Machina: You’re talking to a man who’s sprinted past everything in his way since the moment he stepped into this business. I didn’t get here ‘cause somebody moved aside, I forced them to. This Championship doesn’t get intimidated; it doesn’t bend. You wanna “be careful” about me? Nah, you just sounded like a man testing waters he’s not ready to drown in.
SOSA Henderson: I don’t test waters, Machina. I dive in headfirst. I’ve been on that mountain before, and I’ve clawed my way back every damn time. Success? It ain’t my endgame. Failure? It ain’t my funeral. I fight through everything until the top spot is mine again, and you? You just became the next peak I’m looking at. Don’t mistake me for another body to step over. I make things happen, and if I decide that’s my title? Then it’s mine.
Michael Machina: Then you’d better understand what you’re saying right now. I don’t care if you’ve been on the mountain, under it, or clawed through it… None of that makes you ready for this. This is my territory now, and this title stays right here, and if you’re so eager to put your name on it? Then congratulations, SOSA, you just went from shoulder-check to full-blown challenge.
(The crowd pops loudly as Machina takes his title off his shoulder, holding it up between them. SOSA takes a glance over at him, before then going to look back at Machina.)
SOSA Henderson: Good. Because when SOSA Henderson calls a shot, he doesn’t miss. You’re lookin’ at the only man in this company who can push you past your limits and take everything you’ve built. You’re the World Champion now? That’s cool. But don’t get too comfortable. All it takes is one night, one fight, and you’re not the man anymore. You’re the one I beat to get back to the top.
Michael Machina: You can stare at this title all you want, you can even dream about it if you want, but the second you reach for it? You’re gonna find out real quick that this New Legend doesn’t get caught off guard, and he doesn’t lose what’s his. You just woke up something you can’t put back to sleep, Henderson. And when you step into this ring with me? It’s not gonna be a test. It’s gonna be the end of your climb.
SOSA Henderson: Challenge accepted.
(Machina raises his title into the air as SOSA steps up and gets in his face. Both of them have a tense staredown as the crowd begins to cheer loudly after the confrontation. It’s the very last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty begins to completely fade to black.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
