(EAW intro plays.)
(The camera opens to a recap of Wicked Games, showing all of the events of the show before fading out. The camera then opens to the Don Haskins Center in El Paso, Texas, where tonight’s Sunday Night Voltage is being held. The camera shows the cheering fans in attendance, before cutting to the opening pyro for the night. After this, the camera cuts to the commentary table, where Rich Russillo, Thadd Blazevich and Persephone are seen.)
Rich Russillo: Ladies and gentlemen… Welcome to Sunday Night Voltage! I’m Rich Russillo, and with me is both Thadd Blazevich and Persephone Tsitsipas! We are coming off of Wicked Games, and now heading towards Road to Redemption!
Thadd Blazevich: I can’t wait, bro. The year is coming to an end soon, and with that things are totally gonna heat up. That’s saying a lot too, because Wicked Games was fire!
Persephone: It was carried by every match being No DQ. It’s a shame tonight won’t be the same.
(“Pride and Arrogance” by Takeru Kanazaki hits to open up Sunday Night Voltage to a heavily negative reaction from the crowd for the King of Elite, though, not as heavy as the usual. Perhaps that could be because despite the fact Armstrong picked up a victory last time we saw him, he was also laid out by Hans Grayson, ending his night looking up at the lights.)
(Out walks Drake Armstrong, with his tailored three-piece suit, dress shoes on his feet, Armstrong Family Ring around his finger, and a Rolex wrapped around his wrist like it’s weightless, as per usual. Though something is different this week. Drake’s not here for pleasantries or theatrics; one could even say he looks pissed. He walks out on foot, and instead of seeking adulation in the form of soaking in the crowd’s boos by popping out his arms outstretched, he simply walks down the ramp as if it’s urgent business he must attend.)
Thadd Blazevich: Something definitely feels different in the air this week bro, and it sure as hell am not talking about the beautiful smell of green!
Persephone: Yeah. Drake Armstrong got punched by Hans Grayson. Big thing. Happens to him every time they step in the ring. So what’s he so pissed off about?
Rich Russillo: A man like Drake Armstrong is a man with a plan. Through meticulous planning the King of Elite gets what he wants yet what hurts worst is when something doesn’t go your way, and that’s inevitable in life. One could say Drake Armstrong got a taste of his own medicine with Hans finally being done with him, but I wouldn’t be surprised if tensions reach a new height between those two in the weeks that’ll follow.
Thadd Blazevich: We’ve seen these two dudes go from sworn enemies to unlikely allies, yet it seems Hans-bro has finally had enough of the Drake-bro’s manipulation! I can’t blame him either, dude’s shady and weird, always seemed to be that way. Hans got what he wanted in the form of accomplishments and now he’s dipping out of this toxic relationship of sorts.
Persephone: Oh, I wish they were a relationship. Maybe this drama would be slightly more worth it then. Regardless, it’s good things are spicing up between those two, and personally, every time I see this “King” angry, it feels quite good.
(By the time the commentators dubbed over the entrance, Drake stormed to the ring in more rapid fashion than usual. With a microphone in hand, his theme song would begin to fade to the white noise you could call the booing El Paso crowd, while the golden lights surrounding the arena for his entrance would shift to their usual colors.)
(The King of Elite stood in the middle of the ring, microphone yet to be raised up, taking in the crowd’s reaction for the first time today, letting out a little arrogant smirk, which only slightly masks his current indignation. He sighs for a second, properly recollecting his thoughts at last, and begins addressing the events of Wicked Games.)
Drake Armstrong: Before I get to the heart of the matter, allow me to make something clear: VICTORY does NOT elude the King of Elite, the Senior Captain of Sunday Night Voltage & the heir to the Armstrong Dynasty’s throne. Wicked Games had once more been a showcase of my masterful ability to craft a plan and stick to it for the sake of victory despite the odds, according to some, being stacked against us. As such, I once more taught the Junior Captain Cody Maverick along with his lackwits to LEARN THEIR PLACE, and to not bite off more than they could possibly chew. Another day at the office, another set of baseborn vermin trampled beneath the Senior Captain’s absolute leadership, and moreover, yet another piece of the foundation that shall be the King of Elite indomitable rule over the land of Elite.
(The crowd would roar into even more boos once hearing the idea of Drake Armstrong overtaking Voltage and EAW as a whole under his power, but Drake would only shrug off that reaction, for he knows what the world needs, even if it’s not what they may want.)
Drake Armstrong: Yet, woefully, not all was a walk in the park regarding Wicked Games. It was not as simple as manhandling some could-have-beens and putting a carrot on a stick for the Elysian brothers to fight over and subsequently go to both murderous and suicidal lengths to achieve. No. Not all is wonderful in this world. Not all is splendid. Frankly, little is splendid. We are simply fortunate that the Armstrongs make up such a majority.
Drake Armstrong: I’ll be blunt about the “bad” of Wicked Games. I am not amused by Hans Grayson’s actions. The “Feeble Heart” proved to be IMPERTINENT and UNAPPRECIATIVE by his actions at Wicked Games. Turning his back on me during a time of celebration. Frankly, I would understand had the people been right, and I would provide Hans Grayson nothing, yet as one can see, HE played his part in dismantling Elysium. HE played his part in achieving War Games conquest, and HE played his part in putting down the juniors of the former Team Brand Warfare, and he played his part very well at that. Matters between us… frankly, should be water under the bridge by now, specifically when I should be the one having such issues, yet that is not. For unlike Hans Grayson, I could put my differences with him aside and provide the both of us victories that not many can claim the reins of. I have done nothing less of elevating Hans Grayson and making him a main event superstar knowing the expectations on his shoulder, yet what I get is a punch to the face. How honorable of the crowd’s favorite.
Drake Armstrong: But I’m done making assumptions. I want answers. So, it would behoove Hans Grayson to come to the ring. Immediately.
(It took no more than a second for “The Leaving Song Pt. II” by AFI to begin blaring through the loud speakers, as the audience would go in an uproar. The aura of Hans Grayson could be felt coming from miles away, because if the man has made one thing clear is that he’s not a coward and will never hesitate to come face to face with anybody. Yet still, he rathered Drake finish his speech before coming out, because even when it comes to his biggest enemy, Hans can show respect.)
(Hans Grayson’s walking out to the ring with a determined look on his face, the serious tone making him seem ready to finally end matters with Drake right here, right now! Of course, he’d clap the audience’s reaching hands along the way, but the look on his face hadn’t changed. He’s as pissed as Drake is.)
Rich Russillo: Ask, and you shall receive. “The Fireheart” is coming out here to address Drake Armstrong’s concerns, and this surely has the makings of something combustible!
Persephone: I certainly hope you’re right. Drake’s talking alone has already made my head spin, and I’m in for a long day. I need them to just fight to the death or something.
Thadd Blazevich: Keep a cool mind, bro. I dunno what combustible even means, but these bros have seen a lot of success so maybe they could find common ground here!
(Hans would stand atop the end of the entrance ramp, looking at his briefcase before glancing over at Armstrong’s royal pocket square in his jacket, crafted solely for him from rare fibers to signify his King of Elite victory. One could say it’s a more lowkey version of straight up wearing the crown on his head. Hans knew what tensions were truly in the middle of all this, and they all had to do with the EAW World Championship and their contracts in spite of their storied past and bitter feud.
(Hans would grab a microphone from the ringside area, before getting in the ring, fired up and prepared to end this.)
Hans Grayson: You don’t get it, do you? I never wanted any of this in the first place. I didn’t want these skeletons in my closet, Drake! I don’t feel great about playing part in being a catalyst to Elysium’s descent. I don’t feel like I’ve done anything but waste time with this whole Miku Sakai ordeal and your obsession with looking like the superior captain. You keep making yourself trying to look like this charitable mastermind, but you’ve been a massive nuisance I just can’t get rid of. That’s why I did what I did at Wicked Games, that’s why I hit you with the Flaming Punch. Because there was no other option, you’d find your way back to me regardless if I didn’t get physical.
Hans Grayson: Maybe I could fault myself for the Bloodsport and Territorial Invasion stuff, I was fired up for one, and underestimated you for the other. I can take ownership of that, but what I can’t take ownership of is something I had no choice in. You made it so that I never even had a choice for Wicked Games. You attacked Miku, then I took the blame for it. And she attacked me ‘cause of it. This is for a purpose other than fulfilling your dumb agenda? No, Drake, that’s not something I want to fight for. You’re insane for expecting me to be okay with ANY of that.
Drake Armstrong: Okay, firebrand. I hear you. Allow me to make things clear since you clearly seem riled up. Perchance I was foolish to expect you’d come to your sense in the matter of a mere week. Attacking Miku Sakai was essential, as was the attack she enacted upon you. I don’t recall seeing too many bruises on your body after the fact, so you simply took a small shot for the team. Because of it, I made the time bomb that is Miku Sakai tick which allowed us to achieve victory with relative ease. That could not have been possible without your involvement AND commitment, Hans.
Hans Grayson: Yeah, I appreciate a victory, but again, what point did that prove besides feeding your proud ego and superiority complex? Breaking up Elysium helped your own ego only. This was no different. I feel nothing if some people go through tumultuous times. If anything, while you’re busy laughing I sort of empathize with them and hope things get better. I got this briefcase, and you make me go for the Tag Titles to add to the pile, all because you wanted to be petty.
Drake Armstrong: And we would’ve become champions had the masquerading brothers not interfered. Now, with the brothers gone and our goal for Bloodsport ACHIEVED, not only does it feel good to see a plan come to fruition, but for the both of us, Hans, those two lackwits are out of the picture. They will forever be an impediment to one another, no longer fighting two-on-one battles in these world-class, singles contests. If you got fooled by their mask of virtue, then the joke is on you. Yet fret not, I took off that mask which helps out those like you.
Hans Grayson: See, that’s where the issue lies, Drake! It’s that “I”, that subtle confession this is all about you after all. I’ve had to fight off undeserved attacks to my character because of your actions. I had to be blamed for things I never did. I had to be shaped as this sort of villain meanwhile I’m just trying to balance this busy life and give the fans what they deserve: a fired up, excited Hans Grayson ready to go all out for them.
Drake Armstrong: But that’s where the problem lies, Hans, you’re a sycophant to that audience, this public opinion. It drives everything for you and it DISADVANTAGES you! I don’t understand why you would be against working with the very people who you attained a victory in War Games with. Maybe you did not want any of this, but to say it doesn’t benefit you would be dishonest, “Fireheart”, because all I have done has been sharing my spoils of victory with my most sworn enemy, and yet, since you do speak of being painted as the villain, it seems I am painted as such. Not that I care, of course, but it’s some decent food for thought, hm?
Hans Grayson: This didn’t need to extend past War Games. I get it, we’re both biding our time, waiting for the best opportunity to use these contracts…
(Hans would point at Drake’s pocket square.)
Hans Grayson: …But that doesn’t mean I must remain stuck with you until then. There’s many names on this Voltage roster I’d love to step in the ring with, and frankly, those who I have already been in the ring with I’d actually like to fight without the drama and tension you create. I get it, it’s what you thrive on, but guess what, Drake, I work differently. In a way it’s crazy the War Games plan worked out, after all, I only got roped into it because I underestimated your ability to actually get a third partner, but you did, and we even won. It’s great, an awesome achievement indeed, but I didn’t want us to become a thing in June and I certainly am done with it now. That song irritates me. Your actions do too. You go against what I stand for, and regardless of our wave of success, this was always going to explode at any point, it’s on you for not expecting it.
Drake Armstrong: Is it, Fireheart? Is it my issue I expected BETTER of you? I needn’t sit here and pretend as if I did not truly try. When the world thought this was a mere attempt at getting under your skin, cutting you from down under, just so that I could ultimately defeat you it turned out to be you whom put a quick end to this partnership. We tore apart all of our competition, and currently, we are reaping the rewards. What more do you want, Hans, are you so eager to start something and burn these flames of ours due to how difficult it is to accept how well this is working?
(Hans takes a brief pause and nods his head while letting Drake’s words settle in.)
Hans Grayson: …But who’s to say you wouldn’t have backstabbed me if I hadn’t laid the first punch? These expectations come for a reason, after all. It’s what you’re known for. It’s how you got this far. How in little time you achieved victories some get in a decade, You’re a man of shortcuts, and that’s what sets us apart, Drake, I NEVER like taking shortcuts, and you can’t change that part of me no matter how hard you try. The truth is, I never agreed for anything regarding Wicked Games, and that’s what you constantly fail to acknowledge. I still don’t know WHY Wicked Games was necessary besides something completely selfish for you, and no matter how much I question you about it, I don’t actually think I’ll have an answer.
Hans Grayson: I could even take a look at how this season’s unfolded. I got roped into your issue with Elysium, and while those two are torn apart now, I know this was about cleaning out two top stars from World Title contention, yet one month ago Bronson came extremely close to winning the belt, and now for all we know both of them could be heading towards the Chamber following the Wicked Games stalemate. I don’t see how we achieved that goal. I did not want to be Tag Champion, not at this moment. I respect the champions and all the tag teams, and I’m sure I’ll get the chance to compete for them again one day, but right now that’s not on the horizon for me. I got this briefcase in my hand and I’m not going to take it for granted unlike you, Drake, because again, instead of making your path easier to the top, you’ve been trying to fulfill your own ludicrous agendas so that you may feel a sense of pride once it’s all said and done, and to mixed results, you have partially succeeded. I am partially to thank for that as well.
Hans Grayson: And well, this is where I must put an end to it. No more, Drake. We’re done.
(Hans drops the mic to the ground and turns around, heading to the ropes so that he could make his exit. Drake would quickly put his hand on his shoulder, which would cause a flinch out of Hans, believing he’d try to hit him. Instead, Drake raises the mic to his mouth again.)
Drake Armstrong: We can’t be done yet. Just listen to me, Hans, and don’t let that “burning heart” of yours make a decision you’ll regret.
(Hans extends the mic from Drake’s hand to his mouth.)
Hans Grayson: No. I won’t regret this. I want nothing more to do with you. I’m done here.
Drake Armstrong: Don’t make another move, Fireheart. How about this, you get more time to think, and you come back when your head’s clear, for currently, it clearly is not.
(Hans would be leaning on the ropes, hesitating for a second, shades of Wicked Games, but by the time he could think about his next move, Drake would rush past him, and exit the ring in a huff.)
(From there, the tone in his expression would change, from a neutral one, to a more irritated one, clearly bothered by the lack of resolution this argument brought. Meanwhile, Hans is still in the ring, just looking on as Drake leaves, partially confused, partially frustrated at Drake being unable to take no for an answer, as the feed then fades elsewhere.)
(Sunday Night Voltage returns to show a shot of the backstage area of the Don Haskins Center. There, a pair of high heels is seen walking through the hallway, with the camera beginning to pan upward, revealing it to be none other than Dr. Bethany Blue, with the crowd here tonight in El Paso quickly responding with thunderous boos inside the arena. She has a smug look on her face, perhaps thanks to what happened last week at Wicked Games, but she doesn’t get the chance to revel in that for very long…)
???: Cabrona!
(Bethany stops herself in her tracks, chuckling as she recognizes the voice. The crowd cheers loudly as TLA is seen making his way into the scene, and as evidenced by the look on his face, he doesn’t seem very happy. Bethany knows this, and she’s quick to be sarcastic.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: Well, hello there, TLA! What brings you here today???
TLA: You know what you did. You thought you could pull that shit and get away with it??? Nah, all dat fuego I gave Adam, dat energy going toward you now, chica. You fucked with the wrong hombre at Wicked Games, and if you knew what was good for you, you would’ve stayed out of the match and let me whip yo esposo’s culo and take datCampeonato.
Dr. Bethany Blue: It’s kind of pathetic you think it’s that easy, TLA. Better yet, I can’t believe that you think that I would let that happen in the first place. Not just because Adam Lucas is my husband, but because of what you did at the go-home show.
TLA: We still on this shit???
Dr. Bethany Blue: If you thought that I was just going to roll over and let you have your way, then you don’t know who the hell I am. You took me out on Voltage, so I decided to return the favor the only way that I knew how. Let’s make something clear: what happened to you at Wicked Games? I don’t know how anyone could feel bad for you. You had it coming, and if ANYTHING, you should be glad that I didn’t do worse than that, because trust me, I could, and you’d be pissed off even further.
TLA: If you think that I’m just going to let you get away with dat shit, then you got a whole other thing coming for you. Nah, imma beat your ass, and imma make sure you learn yo lesson one way or another since it ain’t getting through your cabeza. Yo boi been scratching and clawing to get dat title back for the longest, and as soon as I get there, I get it robbed from me just like the last one? Hell nah. The comeback only just getting started, and once I get past you, imma make sure I leave nothing behind so ain’t nothing gets in the way of me and my path toward Adam Lucas and the EAW World Championship. You think you stopped me in my tracks? Nah, you only prolonged the inevitable.
Dr. Bethany Blue: The inevitable? You think that I only prolonged the inevitable? Be fucking real right now, TLA, your time is up. Nobody, other than yourself and the fans that you’ve puppeteered, is convinced that you’re going to win another World Championship. The fact that you’re trying to make people think otherwise is absolutely ridiculous, AND the fact that you decide to waste my husband’s time with this foolishness speaks volumes in itself. I couldn’t possibly imagine, after all the work that he’s done to stay Champion, that you’re the one that does him in, no, you’re just another footnote. So if I were you, I’d set my priorities somewhere else; I’d take my mind completely off of that. Maybe even center all your attention toward me because I know that you weren’t going to let me go scot-free, and the truth is, I was never going to let you either.
(TLA chuckles at this, as he takes a moment to compose himself, crossing his arms as it’s clear that this situation is getting even more tense the more that they speak to one another.)
TLA: I think yo ass was scared.
Dr. Bethany Blue: Excuse you?
TLA: Si, you heard me. You was frightened that maybe I would’ve beaten Adam Lucas. That I would’ve taken dat title and brought it home with me, and especially with how you see me, you was never gonna let that happen. So that’s why you stepped in. Not because we got issues, nah, because you was tryna save yo husband’s culo. He ain’t got dat fuego in him to face La Pantera Sexual when he’s doing his thang, and that’s a fact. So you can say all you want that this was you getting back at me, but yo boi knows the truth. I see right through you.
Dr. Bethany Blue: Let me make something clear with you right now: I don’t doubt my husband’s abilities. I heard everything that he said to you, about TLA just being another defense, TLA being no different than everyone else that he’s faced during his title reign, and I couldn’t agree more. I knew that he would’ve beaten you regardless of whether or not I made my way out there in the first place. What I did was strictly business between you and me, and I know that the last thing that my husband was going to do was complain about some help from me. You can construe this all you want, you can make this whatever you want it to be, but it doesn’t change the facts.
TLA: And what are the facts? Let a homie know.
Dr. Bethany Blue: The facts are that all it’s going to say is TLA lost at Wicked Games. He failed to do what he said he was going to do, and that was to win a fourth World Championship, and that is something that he’s going to have to live with for the rest of his career, because opportunities like these don’t come often, right? You say that you’re coming after Adam Lucas, but who’s to say you’re even going to get the chance to? You’re desperate, TLA; you’re not only desperate to win this title, but you’re desperate to prove a point to me and my husband. But maybe we’re the ones who see through you.
TLA: If that were the case, then I would’ve loved to hear it from his own boca. It would’ve been estupendo if Adam Lucas decided to grow some cajones and face me by himself, but nah, the esposa had to come in, and now we don’t know, do we? We don’t know whether Adam Lucas would’ve beaten me or not. Maybe I would’ve beaten him. As much as he might love you, chica, he can’t deal with that level of uncertainty. If he was going to beat me, then he would’ve beaten me emphatically, let it be known that I ain’t shit compared to him. But he don’t got that now do he? That’s a shot at his pride, that’s a shot at yo pride. So I respect you tryna get in my cabeza, but it ain’t gonna work. I been prepared for this, I been prepared for this the moment I returned reppin’ dat yellow brand. And I ain’t gonna let you or Adam take away the inevitability that imma be El Campeon for this brand again. That’s a fact.
(TLA stays confident in himself as the crowd inside the arena cheers loudly at this. Bethany takes a moment, composing herself as she exhales heavily, before going on.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: You know what TLA? I’m going to do you a favor. I’m going to do you a solid, and I’m going to let you have your fun. You don’t need to worry about me right now. You can go onto The Last Stand and have whatever pointless match you’re going to have against those two idiots, and you can have fun fighting people that are more your weight class instead of going after World Championships that you have no business competing for. But once that’s all said and done, once you’ve entirely moved past these petty conflicts, my eyes are on you, and that’s a fact. Do we have an understanding?
(TLA thinks to himself for a moment, before smirking as he nods his head.)
TLA: Chica, I’m ready whenever you are. You best believe imma bring all da smoke, and if you think that you can handle it? Then I’d love to see you try.
(Bethany shakes her head as she steps forward, getting into his face, as both have a tense staredown with one another. It doesn’t end in a brawl; it doesn’t end with either of them getting physical. All it ends with is a warning, a proclamation for what is to come between the two once The Last Stand is said and done. It’s the last shot seen before Sunday Night Voltage begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(Sunday Night Voltage continues forward as ‘Betty (Get Money)!’ by Yung Gravy blasts the PA System as out comes Clayton Golde with a chorus of boos from the Voltage audience here tonight. Clayton seems to be wearing an obnoxious 500$ dollar shirt as he makes his way down to the ring with fans at the entrance flipping him off and telling him to go jump off a cliff!)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… CLAYTON GOLDEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Clayton Golde seems to be an interesting individual, to say the least, but more importantly, this may very well be the next New Breed Champion if he manages to defeat Ashlynn Quinn for her title next weekend at The Last Stand. A lot of people do not like him for the walk he talks about, what he thinks… Personally, I can’t say I am a big fan, but it’s hard to argue he might have a real shot at winning that championship against Ashlynn Quinn.
Thadd Blazevich: Most certainly, broski! Clayton managed to get the better of Ashlynn Quinn last night on Showdown, nailing her across the face with his own championship, standing tall with that title in hand. Perhaps that is a sign of things to come, and I guess tonight he wants a closer look at Ashlynn Quinn when she competes against a debuting elitist named NICK.
Persephone: NICK??? Does he have a last name or something?
Thadd Blazevich: No, dude! It’s just one singular name, man, I would have said another name if there was more to it.
Persephone: SHUT THE FUCK UP!
(Clayton Golde continues making his way down the aisle as he slides right into the ring and does some poses to piss off the Voltage faithfuls here tonight in El Paso. His music begins to fade away as the boos continue to pour on Clayton Golde here tonight. He has a mean mug on his face as he begins to speak…)
Clayton Golde: You know… I thought Oklahoma reeked last night. I thought there was no way another town was going to match that, but El Paso… You guys managed to break that top spot straight away. YUCK!
(Clayton makes fake vomiting noises like he did on Showdown as the crowd boo even louder, as it’s clear Clayton is getting into the skin of the audience here tonight. He continues to speak…)
Clayton Golde: El Paso, you guys need to take some advice and invest in some hygienic solutions to fix your situation. Enough about that, though, let’s get straight into the nitty-gritty of why I am out here, and it’s to talk about the match I have next week at The Last Stand when I face Ashlynn Quinn for her EAW New Breed Championship. I mean, from the naked eye, there is no question I should be beating Ashlynn Quinn. She’s weaker than me, she moves slower than me. It’s what I like to call an advantage by gender. Ashlynn should be fighting within her own division, but fighting, crossing the line, and fighting men she has simply gotten lucky with whom she has faced. It’s going to be a long time coming for me that I’m finally going to be able to call myself a champion, because soon enough that New Breed title is going to be in much better hands than a piece of eye candy who’s stinking up that title just as much as the people in El Paso are stinking up the joint.
(The crowd continues to boo Clayton Golde for those comments, but soon enough, ‘Juno’ by Sabrina Carpenter begins to play, as does Ashlynn Quinn! She has the New Breed Championship wrapped around her waist as she makes her way down to the ring, not looking impressed with what Clayton just said moments ago.)
Rich Russillo: Out comes the champion, as she’s in her gear looking to fight against NICK in a matter of moments, but I imagine she had had enough of Clayton talking down to her and her status of being New Breed Champion. I think any reasonable person would have had enough with the stuff Clayton was saying just now.
Thadd Blazevich: Clayton, bro, is a troll through and through. He’s going to get people talking and get people in a rage, and you can say that gets him an advantage, but that could also be detrimental to him if he isn’t careful.
Persephone: He’s just an annoying-ass incel, much like some fans are in wrestling, but I guess he’s more into showing off that trait.
(Ashlynn continues making her way down the aisle as she picks up a microphone that was placed on the ring steps. She climbs the steps and enters through the ring. Her music begins to fade off as she begins to speak to Clayton…)
Ashlynn Quinn: If anything reeks around here and is gross as hell, it’s you, uggo!!
(Ashlynn holds her nose, mimicking Clayton as the crowd laughs at what Ashlynn just said to Clayton. She continues to speak and says…)
Ashlynn Quinn: Like, I don’t even care for anybody here in El Paso, but you have some nerve to say the things you are saying if you aren’t some disgusting pig that’s trying to paint some weird narrative around me as a champion, like EXCUSE YOU! I can face any man I want, and I will manage to find a way to beat them down to submission and retain this title, and Clayton, you’re not anyone special, you’re not an alpha male specimen… You are just a LOSER who thinks they can fill the boots of what I created as THE New Breed Champion.
Clayton Golde: Don’t be such a misandrist now, Ashlynn!
Ashlynn Quinn: Does that hurt your ego, sweetie? That a powerful woman can step ten toes over you? There’s a million different things I could be doing right now, but if I have to deal with a loser like you next week, and the fact that you think you’re going to take this title from me and make it better? AS IF! The last thing I’m going to do is let the New Breed title be ruined by some low-life like Clayton Golde! Ewwww at ruining all the work I have done as champion. I have been a terrific New Breed Champion, no matter what anyone else wants to spill in your disgusting ears, and again that will be ruined if some uggo like you were to take it from me. So continue to talk like you have a chance, Clayton, and once you lose to me, you can blame it on the matrix or whatever it is that you are talking about.
(Clayton responds right back to Ashlynn as he says to her…)
Clayton Golde: It’s not like she can ACTUALLY stop me from winning the title anyway, because, like I said earlier, I have the advantage of gender. You can choose to whine and complain about this on your useless social media apps, but just look at the facts… Men are genetically superior to women. We are better than they are in every way, and somehow, people like Cosmo Goldworthy and Chiyo Gedo weren’t able to take that title despite that advantage. You have been handed a lucky hand, Ashlynn, but unfortunately, your luck ran out, and you’re facing The Golden God next week.
(Ashlynn looks very annoyed at Clayton’s comments as Clayton continues to speak to her…)
Clayton Golde: So if yesterday wasn’t a reminder for you, you should savor the moment you have with your New Breed Title. In a week, that title is coming home to me, it’s coming to Clayton Golde. I will save the title from irrelevancy, I will bring in more revenue and sponsorships than you can ever dream of getting, and I will bring that title back to prominence, unlike whatever you have been doing as champion. Everyone in the world is going to be reminded of what a true New Breed Champion looks like, not some fraud who has held that title hostage since June of this year. In fact, I don’t even think you can beat the rookie that’s coming out right now, let alone me, so again, savor every moment you have with your title because it all comes crashing down like those that haven’t invested in my products.
(Ashlynn has had enough as she responds to Clayton Golde by saying…)
Ashlynn Quinn: Don’t you worry, I’m going to beat the snot out of this rookie before I have you tapping out to a QUEEN like me at The Last Stand. Make sure you tell your uggo fanbase they can watch me wreck their alpha male leader… So now, shoo! Go away!
(Ashlynn does a shoo hand gesture to Clayton, flicking her hand in the direction as Clayton lets out a smirk before leaving the ring and watching ringside to examine the next match. Ashlynn stands in the ring waiting for her opponent to arrive in moments. She holds her New Breed Championship up high and waves to the audience. They return it with boos, before the camera pans to Clayton Golde at ringside, seemingly unimpressed with Ashlynn.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Bella Braxton: ALREADY IN THE RING…FROM LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA…WEIGHING IN AT 115 POUNDS…SHE IS THE NEW BREED CHAMPION…MISSSS VOLLTTAGGE…ASSSHHLLNN QUIINNN!
Thadd Blazevich: And of course, we have Clayton Golde here at ringside tonight bro. These two have been going at it in recent weeks! I just hope that Quinn can stay focused and pick up this win dude!
(‘Kendrick, Clae & Cole’ by Marqus Clae blasts throughout the arena as the crowd cheers for the debut of NICK. He walks out with swagger and confidence, ready to make his debut here. He has a focused look on his face, not wasting time making his way from the stage as he begins walking down the ramp and towards the ring.)
Bella Braxton: AND HER OPPONENT…FROM DETROIT, MICHIGAN…WEIGHING IN AT 215 POUNDS…HE IS “EL CASTIGADOR”…NIIIIIIIICCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!
Rich Russillo: And what a way to make a debut here folks! I’ve heard a lot of things about this kid, especially how tough he is in that ring! But now he has the perfect chance to prove it as he faces off against a champion!
(He gets down to the ring and looks at Clayton Golde. He shrugs off the guest and slides inside the ring. He heads to his corner as Ashlynn hands off her title. The referee then calls for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: It looks like this match is going to be officially underway here folks! NICK tries to make that first move for his debut, making the attempt at a running lariat! Ashlynn Quinn however is able to duck right underneath it! She quickly gets behind her opponent and shoves him forward into the corner turnbuckles! SHE MEETS HIM THERE WITH A RUNNING KNEE RIGHT UNDERNEATH THE JAW! A hot start here from the champion as she then sends him into the opposite corner with another irish whip! She approaches once again, looking to grab him…BUT HE GETS HER WITH AN ELBOW!
Thadd Blazevich: Looks like NICK might be able to put his foot on the metal dude! HE THROWS HER IN THE CORNER AND GETS IN A CLINCH! NICK BRINGS UP HIS KNEE AND GETS HER WITH SOME BIG BODY SHOTS! That’s smart, softening her up with quick, timed blows! He then drags her out of the corner, trying to get her up for a vertical suplex! Quinn doesn’t want any of that, instead shoving NICK away! He comes back with a running forearm smash but she interjects with a running back elbow! She stuns bro with that one!
Persephone: She then takes him down with the Lou Thesz Press and begins raining down right hands on right on top of him! Damn she’s beating him like she’s got something to prove tonight. Maybe she does with Clayton Golde watching on…
Rich Russillo: She finally gets up off her opponent, bringing back up to his feet! SHE LIFTS HIM UP FOR A BRAINBUSTER! BUT NICK DOESN’T WANT TO GO FOR THIS RIDE! He manages to get behind her and then gets her with a European uppercut behind her! He then turns her around and gets her with a forearm smash! He then pulls her in, looking to take her down with the belly-to-belly suplex there! But she gets him with an elbow in the side of the head! She shoves him back…AND THEN GOES FOR A SUPERKICK!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HE DODGES OUT OF THE WAY AND GETS BEHIND HER! HE TAKES HER DOWN WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! He certainly gets some distance with that one, launching her back pretty far! As she tries to scramble back to her feet, he moves at lightning speed to get her with the sliding lariat! He nearly takes her head off with that one bro! And then he follows that one up, getting her in the guillotine choke!
Persephone: Oh look at that, he’s choking out the champion here! Wouldn’t that be wild if he actually got the upset here?
Rich Russillo: That would be…but I don’t know if that’s going to be the case here! Ashlynn Quinn is able to roll herself over and get her hand on the rope! The referee is calling for the rope break now! NICK has no choice but to let her go and you can see that disappointment is apparent on his face! He goes to get back up on his feet…
Thadd Blazevich: AND SHE BLINDSIDES HIM WITH THE RUNNING PUMP KICK! She catches him right on the chin there! That might have been a knock out dude! She hooks the leg and goes for the first cover of the match!
ONE!
TW-
Persephone: But unfortunately he’s able to kick out right before a two count! It looks like she needs to step up her game here if she wants to save herself from embarrassment. Look at that, she starts stomping down on NICK brutally. Good.
Rich Russillo: Ashlynn Quinn wants to win this one for sure! She brings him back up to his feet and sends him into the ropes with an irish whip! SHE LOOKS FOR A RUNNING KNEE- BUT CLAYTON GRABBED THE LEG BEFORE IMMEDIATELY BACKING UP! ASHLYNN TURNS TO CLAYTON FOR A MOMENT- AND THANKS TO THAT DISTRACTION, NICK KNOCKS HER RIGHT OVER THE ROPES WITH A CLOTHESLINE! She lands on her feet on the outside as he makes his way onto the apron…HE TAKES HER DOWN WITH ANOTHER LEAPING CLOTHESLINE!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro has the champion down on the outside! But he knows that he has to get her inside in order to get a proper win over her! He brings her back up to her feet and tries to send her into the ring! She catches herself on the apron and grabs him by the hand! SHE SMASHES HIS FACE OFF THE APRON! She then grabs him again and tries to send him into the corner post now! BUT HE CATCHES HIMSELF BEFORE IMPACT!
Persephone: SHE RUSHES AT HIM BUT HE CATCHES HER WITH A THRUST KICK TO THE GUT! He then follows that up with the throat thrust before sending her back inside the ring. He grabs the arms and tries to bring her up to her feet…here comes the tiger suplex!
Rich Russillo: BUT SHE TEARS HER ARM AWAY AND STOMPS RIGHT DOWN ON HIS FOOT! She follows that with a step-up enziguri, his boot catching him right in the side of the head! He’s staggered by that blow there, I don’t think he knows where he is! AND NOW LOOKS FOR SOMETHING A LITTLE BIGGER HERE! SHE RUNS THE ROPES, LOOKING TO BUILD UP SOME SPEED HERE! AND THEN SHE LOOKS TO CUT HIM DOWN WITH THE BESTIE SPEAR!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HE INTERCEPTS HER WITH A RUNNING BIG BOOT! HE COMPLETELY TURNS HER INSIDE OUT! He then immediately looks to capitalize on this massive opening! SHE GETS HER WITH A DRAGON SUPLEX! HE BRIGDES RIGHT INTO THE PIN!
ONE!
TW-
Persephone: But Ashlynn Quinn is able to kick out right at the two! NICK doesn’t seem all that shocked but he isn’t about to slow down either! He immediately vies for another submission hold, this time looking for a dragon sleeper this time!
Rich Russillo: You have to admire the effort here! He is once again trying to get the submission victory! But now she brings the knee up into his head! She manages to break free by getting him with another knee! He stumbles back from the impact! Ashlynn Quinn slowly is able to get back to her feet, getting right back up in a fighting position here! NICK stays on her though, trying to get her with a bicycle kick!
Thadd Blazevich: But she manages to roll through on that, rolling up NICK here! SHE THEN DRIVES HIS SKULL RIGHT INTO THE MAT WITH THE DDT! She calls that one that Pasadena Nights dude! It looks like it might have completely knocked him out there! She hooks the leg and this one is going to be over dude!
ONE!
TWO!
Persephone: But he manages to kick out right at the two count! She looks absolutely livid now! She thought she was going to put him away with that! She immediately picks him back up and sends him into the corner with the irish whip! SHE MEETS HIM THERE WITH THE CLOTHESLINE! She then rolls him back towards the center of the ring, she’s stalking him, getting ready to get him with the running blockbuster!
Rich Russillo: BUT CLAYTON GETS ONTO THE APRON- FORCING ASHLYNN TO RUSH IN FOR THE ATTACK! Clayton quickly jumps off before she can, and Ashlynn just shakes her head before turning her attention back to NICK! Ashlynn looks to resume her attack, BUT AS SHE RUSHES IN FOR IT, NICK CATCHES HER UP AND DROPS HER INTO THE MAT WITH A VERTICAL SUPLEX! He rolls through with it, bringing her back up to her feet! HE GETS BACK IN THE CLINCH HERE! He then keeps her there, hammering at her using his head! That thick skull bounces right off hers, doing as damage as he can! HE THEN TAKES HER TO THE GROUND WITH A STIFF CLOTHESLINE!
Thadd Blazevich: Here it comes dude, we’re seeing some brutality from NICK here! He moves down to the grounded mount here! HE THEN BEGINS GETTING HER WITH VICIOUS FOREARMS AND PUNCHES, JUST ABSOLUTELY GOING TO TOWN HERE! Bro, he is just wailing on the champion here, clearly wanting to make a mark in his debut match! He eventually relents and looks to apply a new submission here, looking to wrench that arm for the kimura lock! BUT SHE’S ABLE TO SCRAMBLE AWAY FROM AND GET TO THE ROPES! Looks like the referee is going to separate the two!
Persephone: AND ASHLYNN QUINN TRIES TO SUCKER PUNCH HIM WITH A SPRINGBOARD DISASTER KICK! Nick manages to duck right underneath it and lets her hit the floor! He then grabs the arms, trapping her down on the mat! HE THEN BEGINS TO STOMP DOWN RIGHT ON HER HEAD! I’ve heard that he calls this one “Stomp the Stupid Out”! Now he’s done, he hooks the leg and goes for a cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Rich Russillo: But the champion is able to kick right out at the two! Ashlynn Quinn isn’t done for yet! NICK of course, still wants to keep up that pressure! This is a very determined young elitist here! He lifts her back up onto her feet and tucks her head between his legs! HE GETS HER IN POSITION FOR THE POWERBOMB! HE GETS HER HIGH IN THE AIR NOW AND WE MIGHT SEE THIS END!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT NO! ASHLYNN QUINN IS ABLE TO COUNTER WITH A HURRICARANA! It sends her opponent rolling across the ring! He tries to get back up onto his feet…BUT HE’S ROCKED BY A SUPERKICK STRAIGHT TO THE JAW! She then gets him with another one that brings him down to a knee…AND THEN RUNS THE ROPES TO BUILD UP SPEED…RUNNING HIP CHECK RIGHT IN HIS FACE! Dude, she is definitely not messing around right now! That was a pretty lethal combination! She looks like she’s got some bad intentions still as she makes her way out onto the apron! She looks for him to get back on his feet, clearly getting ready for that Trend Setter! AND OFF SHE GOES!
Persephone: But as she leaps up for that dropkick, he moves out of the way! NICK then comes down hard with an elbow drop, landing right on her chest! He gets back up to his feet and thinks about what he might be able to do to win this…and it looks like an idea comes to mind! HE LIFTS HER UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! Apparently he calls this one the Bitch Made!
Rich Russillo: BUT AS HE GOES FOR THE DEATH VALLEY DRIVER ASHLYNN QUINN LANDS ON HER FEET! SHE THEN GOES TO THE ROPES AND COMES BACK WITH THAT SPRINGBOARD DISASTER KICK! This time she gets all of it! It looks like Quinn is now in control here…and she is going to relish it! She delivers another brutal stomp right down on the chest of NICK! She then makes her way up onto the top rope! It looks like she is going to fly here tonight! AND SHE GETS IN POSITION BEFORE LAUNCHING BACK WITH THE MOONSAULT!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT NICK ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! IT LOOKS LIKE THAT WAS A FEINT FROM ASHLYNN QUINN THOUGH! SHE LOOKS FOR A STANDING MOONSAULT INSTEAD! But it looks like Nick was able to evade that one too bro! He scrambles back up to his feet and before she can stand back up…HE GRABS HER AND LAUNCHES HER ACROSS THE RING WITH A BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! She hits the mat hard dude and rolls into the corner…she pulls herself back to her feet now! BUT HE COMES IN HOT AND BEGINS UNLEASHING BODY SHOTS!
Persephone: Damn, he is just unloading into her right now. He is beating the crap out of Ashlynn Quinn right now and she’s barely able to defend herself from this quick, brutal shots!
Rich Russillo: He trades out the jabs for some stomps here, just trying to drive her down into a seated position! NICK is relentless at the moment and he has to be if he wants to get this win tonight! Eventually, he looks satisfied as Quinn is seated in that corner and he heads across the ring! HE THEN BUILDS UP SOME SPEED AND COMES BACK WITH A RUNNING BOOT RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE! My god he might just have knocked some of her teeth out there!
Thadd Blazevich: And now he grabs her by the leg and drags her back towards the center of the ring! It looks like bro wants to finally put an end to this one! He grabs her by the hair and begins hammering down on Ashlynn Quinn! AND THEN HE ROLLS HER OVER TO ATTEMPT THE KATAHAJIME! COULD WE SEE THE SECTION 8 RIGHT HERE?
Persephone: Apparently not since she immediately gets her foot on the bottom rope! Once again she’s saved by it! NICK is pulled off of her, allowing the champion to get a moment of breathing room here. ONCE AGAIN SHE AMBUSHES HIM WITH A SUPERKICK!
Rich Russillo: Cheap shot again but Quinn is always going to take advantage of that opening! NICK is back down on the mat and Quinn has to figure out she’s going to put this one away! Especially with Clayton Golde watching from ringside! She brings NICK up to his knees…BEFORE GETTING HIM WITH THE RUNNING KNEE! SHE CHAINS THAT RIGHT INTO A GERMAN SUPLEX, DROPPING HIM RIGHT ON HIS NECK! THE NOSTYLIST CONNECTS! And now Quinn hooks the leg for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-
Thadd Blazevich: AND NICK KICKS OUT OF IT! That was too close to a three bro! I don’t know how he got the shoulder up there but he does! Ashlynn Quinn can’t believe it! She thought that she won right there! I don’t blame him for thinking that…not one bit! But now it looks like she’s really ready to put this one to an end! She drags NICK back to his feet…AND THEN JUMPS ONTO THE ROPES! HERE COMES BAD & BOUJEE!
Persephone: No it doesn’t! NICK CATCHES HER IN MID-AIR! HE SHOVES HER AWAY AND IT LOOKS LIKE SHE CONNECTS WITH THE REFEREE! She knocks him over and it looks like the rules get to be thrown out until his lazy ass gets back to his feet!
Rich Russillo: NICK tries to get her from behind with a german suplex…BUT SHE BRINGS HER ARM BACK AND CATCHES NICK WITH A BACK ELBOW! That was a hard hitting elbow that dropped NICK to a knee, and now Ashlynn takes the opportunity to capitalize! She turns around and drops him with a superkick! Look at the smile on her face right now! But wait a second…I think that might change…
Thadd Blazevich: BROOOOOO! CLAYTON GOLDE SLIDES INTO THE RING WITH THE NEW BREED CHAMPIONSHIP IN HAND! HE HITS ASHLYNN QUINN RIGHT IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD! HE JUST BLINDSIDED HER! He then kicks the referee awake before exiting once again!
Rich Russillo: I DON’T THINK NICK REALIZES WHAT JUST HAPPENED! HE JUST BEGAN TO STIR, AND ALL HE SEES IS ASHLYNN DOWN ON THE MAT! NICK PULLS HERSELF ON TOP OF HER FOR THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Kendrick, Clae & Cole’ by Marqus Clae begins to play as NICK crawls off of his opponent, looking a bit confused over what happened to Ashlynn, but satisfied nonetheless having picked up the victory.)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…NIIICCCCKKKKKKK!
Rich Russillo: I can’t believe it folks! I can’t believe what I just saw! These two had an incredible back and forth for sure but I really thought that Quinn was zeroing in on the victory at the end of that one! It looks like he got the upset though thanks to the tactics of Clayton Golde!
Thadd Blazevich: I mean bro, NICK has to feel good right now! He just got a win over the New Breed Champion! Especially in his debut match, that is a statement that has been made! I am expecting bit things from this dude right here!
Persephone: Looks like Golde got to send one more message before we head into the Last Stand. With all these mind games he’s been playing with Ashlynn…we might be seeing that championship leave Voltage soon enough…
(NICK has his head raised and eventually leaves the ring. Clayton Golde rushes in to stand above Quinn, looking down on her and laughing. The camera fades as he does this.)
(Commercial for The Last Stand, Showdown’s event where the Temple of Trials will be held.)
(The camera fades back to ringside, and towards the stage as ‘Self Help Tape’ by Moses Sumney hits. The crowd explodes with cheers, and before long Captain Charisma begins making his way out to the stage. Captain Charisma is holding a microphone in his hand, looking out to the fans with a smile on his face as he embraces the positive reaction for a moment. Not long after this, the Voltage Commissioner begins to walk down the ramp.)
Rich Russillo: The Commissioner is here, and I’m looking forward to seeing what he has to say now that we’re away from Wicked Games. We’re heading towards the end of the year, so I can definitely see things starting to pick up from here.
Thadd Blazevich: That’s right, bro. Captain Charisma seems to be in a good mood, and so am I! Wicked Games was fire, but I’m ready to see what’s next! Tonight’s show has already been awesome so far, so I can’t wait.
Persephone: What? No it hasn’t. Tonight has been awful. If Captain Charisma’s gonna make an announcement, it better be worth it.
(Captain Charisma makes his way to the bottom of the ramp and to ringside, walking up the steel steps before finally entering the ring. As Captain Charisma enters the ring his entrance music begins to fade out, and not too long after this, he begins to speak.)
Captain Charisma: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to Sunday Night Voltage! Right now I don’t want to waste any more time than necessary, because I have something very exciting to share with you all and I think you’ll all want to hear this. One of my goals as the Commissioner of this brand has been to make sure that Voltage is always as exciting as possible, and while I’ve been doing this for a long time now, that still hasn’t changed. Wicked Games was fantastic, and it’s around this time that Voltage will begin preparing itself for Road to Redemption, but if we’re going to do that I think it’s only right that we do so in our own unique way. With that being said, I’d like to take this time to announce that come November 30th, Voltage will be seeing the return of Super Voltage!
(This receives loud cheers from the fans in attendance, which causes the grin on Captain Charisma’s face to widen.)
Captain Charisma: Of course, that’s not all. Given the date I think it’s only fitting that this event has been given its own name. This is bound to be an exciting show and as far as I’m concerned the best thing the entire week will have to offer, so going forward, we’ll be referring to this show as F*ck Your Thanksgiving!
(This causes more cheers to come from the crowd, and Captain Charisma chuckles a bit before continuing.)
Captain Charisma: I know, it’s great. Still, as proud of I am of the name, that’s not all I’m here to announce right now. Given the fact that it’s still Super Voltage, I believe it’s only right that this show is filled with the stakes we’ve known this event to be. I’d like to take this time to announce the first official match for F*ck Your Thanksgiving, and by the time I’m done, I’m sure every single one of you will understand exactly why I am looking forward to this event.
(After saying this, Captain Charisma turns towards the stage.)
Captain Charisma: With that being said, I’d like for both Saori Aizen and ARIA to make their way to the ring.
(The fans cheer hearing this, and those cheers grow louder as ‘God Shattering Star’ by Takashi Baba hits. ARIA begins walking out to the stage with a microphone in her hand, and while she thinks she has an idea of what she has been called to the ring for, she doesn’t appear to be pleased about having to share the ring with Saori Aizen for the time being. Still, she makes her way down the ramp, choosing to respect Captain Charisma’s wishes.)
Rich Russillo: ARIA and Saori Aizen were both called to the ring, and I know neither Elitist is happy after House of Glass ended with neither of them becoming Champion, but I don’t think this story between them is over.
Thadd Blazevich: Of course not, dude. If anything, House of Glass may have made things worse since neither of them for the closure they really wanted outta this whole thing.
(ARIA makes her way to ringside and climbs onto the apron before entering the ring. Soon after this, ‘Let Me Hear’ by Fear, and Loathing in Las Vegas hits, causing everyone in attendance to begin loudly booing. Saori Aizen slowly walks out with a microphone of her own, not amused as she stares at ARIA inside of the ring. Saori begins to walk down the ramp, and despite her seemingly listening to Captain Charisma’s words, she doesn’t seem to find any enjoyment in having to share the ring with ARIA right now, knowing that this isn’t her chance to fight her.)
Rich Russillo: Saori Aizen is here, and this all started with Saori’s betrayal of ARIA at Territorial Invasion. While one could argue Saori didn’t even want to team up with ARIA, I think Saori was the clear aggressor in this situation.
Thadd Blazevich: Well whatever the case, it looks like CC wants them in the ring. This gotta be good if he’s making them share the ring even after everything that happened.
Persephone: It can’t be that good if he’s making me see them at all.
(Saori Aizen enters the ring, and as soon as her entrance music fades out, she begins to speak.)
Saori Aizen: Make this quick. Should I have to share the ring with this incompetent child for too long, I cannot guarantee she will be in any condition to compete tonight.
(ARIA and Saori stare at each other with tension still remaining after everything that happened between them, but after a moment, ARIA begins to speak.)
ARIA: I hate to say it, but I agree. Can we just get this over with?
(Captain Charisma nods, understanding that things have been heated between the two as he begins to speak.)
Captain Charisma: Well, what I have to say is something I’m sure both of you will be happy with. I know you both have had your differences and given everything that happened both at Territorial Invasion and with your Specialists Championship match, you want the chance to tear each other apart and settle your differences one on one, no interruptions or distractions. That being said, at F**ck Your Thanksgiving you two will have the opportunity to do exactly that, as Saori Aizen and ARIA will go one on one!
(This brings loud cheers from the crowd once more, but before Saori and ARIA could even react, Captain Charisma begins to speak once more.)
Captain Charisma: That’s not all. I said I was going to give this show high stakes, and I think this is the perfect time to show you all exactly what I mean. ARIA, Saori, you two have made an impact this season and have both expressed a desire to hold Championship gold, and at F*ck Your Thanksgiving, ONE of you will come one step closer to accomplishing that. You two will face off in a qualifying match for the Universal Women’s Championship Extreme Elimination Chamber, where the winner will earn themselves a spot in that match, and the loser will be forced to sit out of the match entirely!
(The cheers grow louder, and this is what finally surprises ARIA and Saori. Both Elitists wanted to face each other at this point just to finally settle their issues once and for all, but Captain Charisma had taken things up a notch. It takes a moment for either Elitist to begin speaking, but eventually Saori Aizen begins to do exactly that.)
Saori Aizen: Very well. It was only a matter of time before I buried ARIA six feet under. It’s only right that once I move on from her, I am able to focus on what truly matters. I will become a Champion before long, and when I do, this pest won’t even be a thought in my mind.
(A smirk forms on the face of Saori, but ARIA quickly begins to respond.)
ARIA: Wait a second, do you actually believe that I’d allow you to move on from what you did by rewarding yourself with a Championship opportunity? I want to become Champion too, but beyond that I still need to finish what you started. I didn’t ask to be betrayed. I am not the one that wanted any of this, so if you actually expect me to sit back and allow you to back out of this so easily, you are even more delusional than I thought you were.
Saori Aizen: On the contrary, you asked for every bit of what I did to you the moment you proved to be worthless. You were useless at Territorial Invasion. Was I truly wrong to toss you aside? ARIA, as it stands you serve no purpose but to get in the way. You prevented me from becoming Champion at House of Glass, but how long do you actually think you will be able to stop me from getting what I desire? You are nothing to me, and on the 30th I now have the opportunity to dispose of you once and for all. Mindlessly seeking revenge against me will not lead you to the results you’re hoping for. Instead you will be humiliated. You will be dismantled, and you will be forced to watch from the sidelines as I become the Universal Women’s Champion.
(ARIA shakes her head, as if she’s disappointed by Saori’s response as she begins to speak.)
ARIA: As I said, you’re delusional. You’re not going to get rid of me that easily, Saori. If you had it in you then you would’ve done it back at House of Glass, but that didn’t happen, did it? Instead you are continuing to make the same promises over and over, and unfortunately for you I have no intentions of caving and handing you everything you want. I gave Territorial Invasion everything I had and it didn’t work out. We very easily could have moved on from that. It wasn’t even necessary that we crossed paths again, not until you stabbed me in the back. Saori, I initially joined this company years ago and since then I was able to become a Specialists Champion, but I am not content with that. I want to be a World Champion and if to get that opportunity I simply need to take down the woman who betrayed me simply because she couldn’t take a loss, I will gladly do so.
(The fans cheer in support of ARIA, but Saori quickly interjects.)
Saori Aizen: You will try, but you will fail, just as you always have. From the time you entered this company to now you have done nothing but fail, and this will not change at my expense. Creating this match did you no favors, Lestrade. All it did was seal your fate, and confirm what I had already known. I knew from the moment our match at Territorial Invasion had come to an end that I had been left with no choice but to destroy you. Defeat, at the hands of Reyes and Minerva? It shouldn’t have been an option, but thanks to you it was a reality we both will have to live with. You could not carry your weight, and if you cannot do so in a match where you have a teammate to rely on, how do you intend to do so when you are left fending for yourself? I will not be defeated by you of all people.
ARIA: You’re assuming you have a choice. You don’t. I don’t care what you think of me, Saori. Like I said, you shouldn’t have stabbed me in the back if you had any plans of becoming a Champion. You forfeited that opportunity, and on the 30th I will take it from you before entering the Extreme Elimination Chamber myself. You messed up Saori, and you’re not getting out of this without paying for everything you did. You are disgusting, and I’m not going to take this match lightly. I’m doing what I should have already done, and putting you down.
(After hearing this, Saori Aizen just begins to laugh.)
Saori Aizen: How amusing. You truly-
(*SMACK!*)
(Before Saori could even finish her sentence, she is smacked in the face by ARIA. Saori Aizen holds the side of her face for a moment, actually surprised that ARIA would be the one to strike first. However, before long…)
Rich Russillo: SAORI AIZEN AND ARIA ARE BRAWLING INSIDE OF THE RING! I GUESS THAT SLAP IN THE FACE IS WHAT DID THE TRICK! THESE TWO HAVE BEEN GOING AT IT FOR WEEKS NOW, AND I THINK IT’S SAFE TO SAY THAT SAORI HAS DONE MORE THAN ENOUGH TO PROVOKE ARIA AFTER TERRITORIAL INVASION!
Thadd Blazevich: YEAH, BRO! THESE TWO HAVE SOME REAL BEEF AND WE SAW THAT BACK AT HOUSE OF GLASS, BUT NOW IT’S JUST SAORI AND ARIA READY TO GO ONE ON ONE! F*CK YOUR THANKSGIVING IS GONNA BE A REAL GOOD ONE, BRO!
Persephone: Eh? I guess…? I don’t really care about Saori and ARIA fighting, but they just took each other to the ground and now ARIA is on top of Saori beginning to punch her. Saori was able to turn it around quickly, but all that rolling around these two were doing caused them to fall out of the ring before Captain Charisma could break them up.
Rich Russillo: Both Elitists get back up, AND SAORI RUNS IN AND DRIVES ARIA INTO THE BARRICADE!!!! ARIA RESPONDS BY IMMEDIATELY DELIVERING PUNCHES TO SAORI’S BACK BEFORE SAORI COULD LET GO OF HER, AND- WAIT A SECOND! LOOK!
Thadd Blazevich: IT LOOKS LIKE CAPTAIN CHARISMA GOT TIRED OF ALL THE BRAWLING, BRO!
Persephone: Ugh. It’s annoying enough seeing them at all. At least let them fight if they’re going to waste our time.
(As the brawl continues, Captain Charisma gestures towards the ramp, calling for security as a bunch of security guards begin running down the ramp. The security guards quickly make it to ringside, pulling Saori Aizen and ARIA away from each other as the Commissioner begins to speak once more, not thrilled to see the fighting taking place.)
Captain Charisma: I know you two have a lot of pent up anger towards each other, but you’re going to need to wait until F*ck Your Thanksgiving to take care of that. ARIA, you especially might want to avoid getting physical right now, because you have a match later tonight and the last thing you want to do is walk into that match hurt. If you two want to destroy each other so badly, do it on the 30th. Until then, we have a show to continue.
(Captain Charisma stops speaking, finally beginning to leave the ring as ARIA and Saori Aizen are still being held by security. The two Elitists are looking at each other still, both seemingly contemplating continuing their fight and pushing past the security guards. ARIA keeps Captain Charisma’s words in mind however, and chooses to calm down as the security guards pull the two away from each other. Saori Aizen has a cold glare as she stares at ARIA, and with a final shot of the two being separated by security, Voltage fades from ringside.)
(Commercial for Disney+.)
(Slowly, the broadcast began to return, to a drone camera of the El Paso, Texas crowd. The night was still young, and the wrestling action had yet to conclude. We were far from done.)
(We would then hear Bella Braxton speak up…)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and Gentlemen… EAW Hall of Famer… MINERVA!!!!!
(‘Blood, Milk & Sky’ by White Zombie flooded the arena, as Minerva’s graphics would begin to display on the LED billboards. The last few months of Minerva’s season were truly unexpected. To see her chasing after Chris Elite, attempting to bring Selina Reyes and Daniella Atlas together – it was a far cry from what most expected. Yet… it left them with just as much intrigue. Stepping through the curtains, in tight-fitting black leggings, and a sleeveless white crop top, the fiery haired ‘Princess Killer’ made her way onto the stage. A microphone was already in her hand. To say the audience was intrigued by everything that had unfolded would be an understatement; it was clear that Minerva, and Voltage as a whole, was set for a giant shift. Who knows where they were headed?)
(Making her way down to the ring, the multi-time World Champion climbed up the stairs, stepping her way through the ropes. She continued to pace the ring, as slowly, her theme song began to fade out.)
(The microphone raised to her lips. The audience fell into a hush, listening with intent ears.)
(Would tonight be the night that everything unravels?)
Minerva: As all of you are aware; I have spent the last few months attempting to bring two ladies together. Though, as all things are in this industry; it has been far from easy. I’ve met hurdle, after hurdle, after hurdle. Perhaps many would have given up, at the end of the day, most do. Not just in an endeavour like this, but in professional wrestling as a whole. This isn’t an easy job, this isn’t for just anyone, this is something that only those who can endure the harshest of climates can thrive in, and belief in yourself and what you’re trying to accomplish really is the only way to move forward. Maybe that’s cheesy, generic, stated over and over again. But it’s true. I believe in what I’ve been attempting to create… of course, no one would doubt that. As Wicked Games showed in my bout with Uncle Chris, I’m *very* passionate, and *very* dedicated to get what I want… but I digress. I’ve been around the block, I’ve seen women with talent and women without it, I’ve beaten both, and I’ve stood side-by-side with both. I mean it when I say that Daniella Atlas and Selina Reyes have all the talent in the world.
Minerva: Though it should be pretty obvious that I mean it. Even beyond the effort I’ve gone through to convince the two of them; I wouldn’t do this for just anyone. Selina and Daniella have bright futures ahead of them. Daniella has already become Champion once before, and it’s only a matter of time before Selina follows. Yet I envision something far greater than that. I sure hope they do, too. Which is why… I’d like the both of them to make their way down to the ring, so that I may speak to them face-to-face.
(Minerva lowers her microphone as the audience continues to wait with intrigue. Speculation online has floated around this last month or so, as to what Minerva really has in mind. While some things may be obvious, there’s no predicting exactly how this may unfold. Seconds later, ‘My Own Summer’ by Deftones hits the speakers. Through the curtain, out walks Selina Reyes, already in her wrestling attire, ready for her match against Chris Elite later on in the show – a man that Minerva seemingly knows *very* well. She steps down the ramp with a microphone already in hand, before walking up the steel steps, coming face-to-face with the EAW Hall of Famer, as her theme song fades out.)
(Though… neither of them spoke. There was another woman that they were waiting on, as ‘my mind is a mountain’ by Deftones floods through the speaker system. Daniella, too, is fitted in her wrestling attire, prepared for the upcoming match she is scheduled to compete in shortly. Depending on how Minerva’s offer unfolds, perhaps this could be the statement maker both women really need ahead of tonight. Marching down the ramp, Daniella slides onto the apron, slipping through the ropes, the three women now standing in a triangle.)
(Her theme song would fade out, granting Minerva the opportunity once more to speak up.)
Minerva: So… I wanted to hear what you have to say. I’ve explained it all to you in great detail. We’ve done so privately. You know what I’m offering. You know what I desire. Have you thought about it?
(Once more, a hush of anticipation, as we see Daniella Atlas, scratching her cheek bone with her index finger, hesitating in a moment of thought. Then… she lifts the microphone up.)
Daniella Atlas: I thought about it. And…
(The crowd, once more, waited in anticipation.)
Daniella Atlas: I’m ready to take Voltage by storm.
(Once more, a wave of intrigue, audible breaths leaving mouths, as they begin to question what that entails.)
Daniella Atlas: This season began, it was with my every intention to make this season my own, mon chéri. Though perhaps that wasn’t with the expectation of what you have offered me. I always intended to conquérir the Voltage brand. I always intended to maintain the standard I set last season. Thus, why would I pass up on this opportunity, my dearest? I still intend on pure and utter domination. I still intend on marching that thin and illustrious path of success. I still intend on making Season 19 my own, and I can do so even in spite of the circumstances.
Daniella Atlas: I do not feel as if my history with Selina must be understated. She and I have had our differences dans le passé. There is no denying that. It drew me away from this offer many, many times. I had no desire to stand side-by-side with her. And yet… you propose an offer I simply cannot turn down, Rose Noire. I am going to work towards what I have said I would accomplish this entire time, and if that means becoming attached at the hip with Selina herself, then it is something I will have to get used to if it means succeeding in my goals.
(Minerva looks at Daniella Atlas with a hint of pride, and a hint of glee. Though, it’s put on pause momentarily. She turns her head to Selina. There is still one more person she’s awaiting an answer on.)
Selina Reyes: Minerva…
(Minerva stands her ground.)
Selina Reyes: You know I don’t like Daniella.
(She shakes her head…)
Selina Reyes: But…
Selina Reyes: I understand what you’re offering. I understand what the both of you are capable of. I understand what that means for me. A saying I once heard about this industry – “I’m not here to make friends, I’m here to make money” – rings true. I am here to accumulate gold. Wicked Games didn’t go as I had hoped. I truly, truly believed I was capable of becoming Hardcore Champion, though it simply didn’t go my way. Though next time? Next time is going to be different. Next time I’m not going to fail, next time I’m not going to come out empty-handed.
Selina Reyes: When this season comes to an end, I’m going to have gold around my waist. I’m going to be a Champion and you can put money on that. So, much like Daniella said; if it means doing that attached to the hip of her, then so be it. It’s better if all of us succeed, than if none of us succeed. You talked about our potential? Let us show you that you were right to have faith in us. Let me show you that you were right to have faith in me.
(Alas; the satisfaction that Minerva craved. After weeks of hard labour, attempting to bring this idea to fruition; the countless brawls she had to prevent, the endless convincing, it had finally paid off. The pride, the glee, it was far more maximized than it was before. She had gotten her answer. It was the idea that she was truly hoping for. She flashed a devilish, sultry grin, as she nodded. In return, she began to raise up the microphone to her lips once more, looking to address the Voltage brand, in the wake of this new alliance being born.)
Minerva: I saw something in the two of you from the start. Something that goes far beyond wins, losses, even passion. I knew that it was only a matter of time before you both rose to the occasion. Perhaps it’s uncharacteristic of me to be the one in this position after the last few years of my career, and that alone is enough to show how devoted I am to this belief. I saw something great in the two of you, I saw the “it factor” that is so common in all of the great Elitists of the past. I’ve been to the top…
Minerva: Now, it’s your turn.
Minerva: It’s your turn to reach the heights you knew you were capable of reaching, that I knew you were capable of reaching. You wanted to take Voltage by storm? This is the way to do it.
Minerva: I promise you. Voltage is going to be under our thumb for the foreseeable future.
Minerva: Just as I had desired.
(Minerva grinned. The three women nodded in the center of the ring. Alas, it had all come together. The satisfaction that Minerva craved. She tried hard to bring it all together…)
(She succeeded.)
(Momentarily… Voltage would fade out to commercial break.)
(Commercial for Starbucks with Candice Blair.)
(The camera cuts to Daniella in the ring with Minerva stood up on the apron behind her. Daniella’s steely gaze is directed towards the stage area, awaiting the arrival of her opponents as Bella Braxton’s voice is heard in the background.
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! Already in the ring! Hailing from Dunkirk, France, weighing in at 170 pounds…THE BLACK FLAME…DANIELLA ATLAS!
(‘COMO CAPO’ by Clave Especial ft. Fuerza Regida plays to a negative reaction from fans as Diego struts onto the stage, and Daniella is unimpressed in the ring, staring daggers at him. Regardless, Diego doesn’t seem to be sweating her as he walks down to the ring, jaw jacking with some fans along the way.)
Bella Braxton: Hailing out of Arlington, Texas, weighing in at 199 pounds…HE IS THE EL DIABLO GUAPO…DIEGO MONTANA!!
Rich Russillo: One thing about Diego we’ve come to realize, you can certainly knock him down, but it’s definitely harder to keep him down.
Persephone: Yeah, he reminds me of a cockroach with the way he’s seemingly outliving some of the actually good elitists that show up here.
(“Red Criminal” by Oral Cigarettes blares throughout the arena as Chiyo Gedo marches down to the ring. Diego rolls out of the ring, wanting to keep his distance from Chiyo, given their history that Gedo certainly hasn’t forgot.)
Bella Braxton: Hailing from Osaka, Japan, weighing in at 220 pounds… HE IS THE FACELESS TERMINATOR… CHIYO GEDO!
Rich Russillo: It’s been a rough season for Chiyo Gedo. He isn’t exactly where he’d like to be, but this is an opportunity to get there.
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, but it’s easier said than done, given his competition.
(‘Burn in My Light’ by Mercy Drive plays last, and Kai Rabeaux makes his way onto the stage with a smug expression on his face as the fans shower him with boos. Kai poses on the stage, looking like the physical embodiment of a star, and saunters down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: Hailing from New York City, New York, weighing in at 230 pounds… HE IS MR. 24/7… THE FORERUNNER… KAI RABEAUX!
Rich Russillo: Whether it’s former Specialists Champion, Daniella Atlas, or current 24/7 Contract Holder, Kai Rabeaux, the match is stacked with talent.
Thadd Blazevich: Some who have established themselves, some who haven’t, and are hungry to do so. I’m eager to see how this match plays out, bro!
(The referee signals for the bell as each competitor stands in their respective corners.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Exciting times as this fatal four way match is officially underway! Neither competitor has left their respective corners yet, but-
(The crowd boos as Diego Montana rolls out underneath the bottom rope, and taunts each three in the ring while standing near a corner of the barricade.)
Rich Russillo: Of course. Diego Montana wants no piece of the action, and rolls out instead.
Thadd Blazevich: Hey, some are calling it working smarter, not harder.
Persephone: God, I still can’t wrap my head around why we hired this guy.
Thadd Blazevich: Wait, me or Diego Montana?
Persephone: Both.
Thadd Blazevich: :roman:
(Chiyo sticks half his body out through the middle rope, urging Diego get back into the ring-)
Rich Russillo: OOH! CHIYO GOES TUMBLING TO THE OUTSIDE OFF A RUNNING FOREARM TO THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD BY DANIELLA!
Thadd Blazevich: AND LOOK AT THIS! DIEGO’S PICKING THE BONES, AND IMMEDIATELY GETS TO STOMPING ON GEDO AS HE MAKES HIS WAY TO ALL FOURS!
Rich Russillo: BUT FROM BEHIND! KAI REBOUNDS DANIELLA TORSO FIRST OFF THE ROPES FOR AN O’CONNOR ROLL!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: HE ALMOST SCORED A FAST ONE THERE OVER ATLAS! BUT ATLAS KICKS OUT, SENDING KAI TOWARD THE ROPES WHERE HE BOUNCES OFF! DANIELLA MOVES INTO A DROPDOWN, AND KAI HURDLES OVER TO AVOID TRIPPING! KEEPING HIS MOMENTUM ROLLING AS HE RUNS OFF THE ROPES A SECOND TIME!
Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA POPS TO HER FEET, AND LEAPFROGS OVER RABEAUX! WHO HALTS HIS MOMENTUM BEHIND HER, AND SHOVES DANIELLA INTO THE ROPES! KAI DROPS DOWN, FORCING DANIELLA TO HURDLE OVER HIM!
Rich Russillo: NOW, DANIELLA BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES, AND INTO A DROPKICK AS KAI RABEAUX POPPED BACK TO HIS FEET!
Thadd Blazevich: MEANWHILE, ON THE OUTSIDE, DIEGO MONTANA GOES TO WHIP CHIYO BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE- BUT CHIYO REVERSES! SENDING MONTANA INSTEAD!
Rich Russillo: Chiyo marches over to Diego as he tried to get away, and lines him up on the barricade for a KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST!
Persephone: :mjlol2:
(Diego falls over from the impact, and clutches at his chest, kicking his feet in pain before Chiyo stands him right back up against the barricade.)
Rich Russillo: Chiyo lines him up for another one- BUT DIEGO DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND CHIYO FINDS HIMSELF UP AGAINST THE BARRICADE FOR AN OVERHAND CHOP BY DIEGO!
(Diego flexes his muscles to the crowd, proud of his handiwork before the smugness immediately turns to panic as he noticed it barely had any effect over Chiyo, except make him angrier.)
Thadd Blazevich: Uh-oh, bro…
(Diego goes to slide back into the ring, attempting to escape-)
Rich Russillo: Nice try, Diego! But Chiyo caught hold of his ankle, and drags him back outside to deliver a RIGHT HAND!
Thadd Blazevich: Diego goes staggering up against the ringpost, and catches Chiyo with a KICK TO THE GUT AS HE TRIED CLOSING IN! DIEGO GRABS HOLD OF CHIYO’S HEAD, AND GOES TO SMASH HIM FACE FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST! BUT CHIYO GETS HIS HANDS UP IN FRONT TO BLOCK IT, AND DELIVERS A SHOT TO DIEGO’S ABDOMEN!
Rich Russillo: CHIYO FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A RIGHT HAND THAT STAGGERS DIEGO BACK A LITTLE! CHIYO MARCHES TOWARD HIM- BUT DIEGO GETS DESPERATE WITH AN EYE RAKE!
Thadd Blazevich: Chiyo staggers back against the apron, struggling to regain his vision as Diego takes advantage! Whipping him SPINE FIRST into the barricade! Chiyo sinks down to a seated position up against it, and Diego reigns down with STOMPS to the torso area!
Persephone: Seriously, how do you get bested by Diego Montana in an exchange?
Rich Russillo: The kid’s crafty. But turning our attention back inside the ring, Kai Rabeaux stands Daniella back up, and NAILS HER WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST! DANIELLA RETURNS FIRE WITH ONE OF HER OWN!
Thadd Blazevich: NOT TO BE OUTDONE, KAI RESPONDS BACK! BUT THERES DANIELLA WITH ANOTHER KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO THE CHEST, FORCING KAI TO SWITCH STRATEGY WITH A FOREARM THAT SENDS ATLAS DOWN TO A KNEE!
(Daniella’s kneeled down on the canvas, clutching at her jaw from pain whilst Kai hurls trash talk in her direction, feeling confident after getting the better of that exchange. Meanwhile, Daniella’s yelling for Daniella to get up.)
Rich Russillo: Kai grabs the back of Daniella’s head, and directs her over to the corner where she slams her off the top turnbuckle FACE FIRST! Kai Rabeaux whips Daniella into the opposite corner, and CHARGES IN WITH A RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! NO DOUBT JACKING THE JAW OF HIS OPPONENT!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai snapmares Daniella down to a seated position on the canvas, and scores with a CHOP TO THE BACK! FOLLOWING IT UP WITH A PENALTY KICK TO THE CHEST! KAI DROPS INTO THE COVER ON DANIELLA!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: As expected, only a two count!
Persephone: :noah:
Rich Russillo: Kai Rabeaux drags Daniella up by the hair, and delivers a FOREARM SMASH! BUT DANIELLA CATCHES KAI OFF GUARD WITH ONE OF HER OWN IN RESPONSE! KAI GOT STAGGERED A BIT, AND GOES TO FIRE BACK WITH “REDLINED!” HE SWUNG HARD FOR A CLOTHESLINE ON DANIELLA, BUT SHE DUCKED UNDERNEATH!
Thadd Blazevich: KAI TURNS AROUND, AND DANILLA SCORES WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST! INSTANTLY FOLLOWING IT UP WITH A FOREARM! ATLAS ALTERNATES BETWEEN BOTH! CHOP AND FOREARM TO BACK KAI RABEAUX UP AGAINST THE ROPES FOR AN IRISH WHIP!
Rich Russillo: BUT KAI TURNS IT AROUND, SENDING DANIELLA ATLAS TO THE ROPES INSTEAD WHERE- WHOA! DIEGO MONTANA PULLED THE MIDDLE ROPE DOWN, AND DANIELLA WENT TUMBLING TO THE OUTSIDE!
(Daniella’s on all fours, favoring the back of her neck that hit hard on the way down. Diego’s smug, and talks trash to Daniella-)
Rich Russillo: OOH! KAI REMINDS DIEGO ITS EVERY MAN FOR THEMSELVES! BLASTING INTO HIM WITH A RUNNING BIG BOOT THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE! CATCHING DIEGO ON THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD, AND SENDING STUMBLING INTO THE BARRICADE!
Persephone: I could watch that on replay ten different times. Just a shame he didn’t knock that mustache off.
Thadd Blazevich: Kai exits the ring, and grabs hold of Diego for a KNIFE EDGE CHOP! Diego tries stumbling away before collapsing down to a knee. Kai catches up to him, and grabs Diego by the head, directing him over to our announce table area! Bouncing him off the cover FACE FIRST!
(Diego drops to a knee, and Kai yells out something to the crowd before going to slam Diego face first off the announce table cover again!)
Thadd Blazevich: Ouch. :yikes:
Persephone: Diego’s getting exactly what he deserves for being a shit wrestler, and an equally shitty person!
Rich Russillo: But look over there as Chiyo crawls over to Daniella Atlas, and pulls her up to a vertical base. Chiyo hooks her up for a SUPLEX- BUT DANIELLA BLOCKS IT, AND SHIFTS THE MOMENTUM WITH A SUPLEX ON HER OWN ON THE OUTSIDE!
Thadd Blazevich: Chiyo jolts up to a seated position, and you can see the pain etched across his face! Meanwhile, Kai puts Diego up onto the apron, and climbs up there with him! Kai has cruel intentions in mind as he hoists Diego onto his shoulder!
Rich Russillo: KAI’S DIRECTING HIS ATTENTION TO THE RINGSIDE AREA, AND YOU DONT THINK HE’S GOING TO DELIVER A “KINGSTONE PILEDRIVER” OFF THE APRON, DO YOU?!
Thadd Blazevich: IT WOULD CERTAINLY NEUTRALIZE DIEGO FOR THE REST OF THE MATCH! THATS FOR SURE! BUT DIEGO HAS ENOUGH WHEREWITHAL TO SLIP OFF THE SHOULDER BEHIND KAI! DIEGO’S BACK INSIDE THE RING AS RABEAUX TURNS AROUND, AND EATS A RIGHT HAND THAT STUNS HIM!
Rich Russillo: AND DIEGO SHOWS OFF SOME OF HIS ACROBATIC ABILITY WITH A TRIANGLE DROPKICK! KNOCKING RABEAUX OFF THE APRON! DIEGO’S FEELING HIMSELF AFTER THAT ONE!
Thadd Blazevich: But on the outside, Daniella goes to stand Chiyo back up- HOWEVER, CHIYO! CHIYO DOUBLE LEGS DANIELLA DOWN TO THE CANVAS, AND SENDS HER FACE FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST WITH A SLINGSHOT CATAPULT! NOW, CHIYO SPRINGS INTO ACTION! QUICKLY CLIMBING TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AS DIEGO MONTANA SLOWLY COMES TO TURN AROUND!
Rich Russillo: DIVING CROSSBODY! CHIYO FLEW ONTO DIEGO WITH A DIVING CROSSBODY, HOOKING THE LEG FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: SHOULDER UP! CHIYO POUNDS THE MAT, SHOWING SLIGHT SIGNS OF FRUSTRATION! BUT BESIDES THAT, NO WASTED MOVEMENT AS HE QUICKLY PULLS DIEGO BACK TO HIS FEET FOR A SUPLEX!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DIEGO FLOATS OVER! SLIPPING OUT BEHIND CHIYO WHERE HE GRABS HIM IN A REAR WAISTLOCK, AND GOES TO BOUNCE HIM OFF THE ROPES FOR AN O’CONNOR ROLL! BUT CHIYO HOOKS HIS ARMS ONTO THE TOP ROPE, MANAGING TO FLING DIEGO OFF, WHO ROLLS THROUGH TO HIS FEET!
Rich Russillo: CHIYO CHARGES AT DIEGO! FEIGNING A BIG BOOT, BUT GOING FOR A SPINNING BACK ELBOW INSTEAD TO COMPLETE “HEAT SEEKER!” BUT DIEGO DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE ROPES FOR BACKFLIP DDT!
Thadd Blazevich: “VATO LOCO” COMING UP— OR IT WAS BEFORE CHIYO COUNTERED WITH A SNAPMARE! DIEGO ROLLS THROUGH TO HIS FEET, AND CHIYO RUNS AT HIM! GETTING CAUGHT WITH A DROP TOE HOLD THAT DRAPES HIM ACROSS THE MIDDLE ROPE!
Persephone: Oh, BROTHER.
Rich Russillo: DIEGO SIGNALS FOR THE “DIRTY MAVERICK!” RUNNING OFF THE ROPES TO BUILD MOMENTUM- BUT CHIYO DUCKS UNDERNEATH THE TIGER FEINT KICK! DIEGO TAKES A SECOND TO REGAIN HIS FOOTING BEFORE TURNING AROUND INTO A POP-UP POWERBOMB! POP-UP POWERBOMB FROM CHIYO!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HE DOESN’T GO FOR THE COVER, GRABBING DIEGO BY THE ANKLE, AND ROLLING HIM THROUGH TO HIS FEET! DIEGO STUMBLES BACK AGAINST THE ROPES, AND GETS CLOTHESLINED OVER BY CHIYO!
Rich Russillo: NOW, THE GEARS ARE BEGINNING TO TURN IN HIS HEAD AS THE CROWD ARE FIRMLY BEHIND HIM! GOING TO BUILD MOMENTUM FOR A SUICIDE DIVE- BUT GETS INTERCEPTED AS HE BEGAN RUNNING WITH “INAMORATA!”
Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA LEVELED HIM WITH THAT RUNNING CLOTHESLINE, AND QUICKLY DROPS INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHH-
Rich Russillo: SHOULDER UP! CHIYO WONT GO DOWN THAT EASILY! BUT DANIELLA FELT FINGERTIPS AWAY FROM VICTORY THERE, AND THAT’S THE BEAUTY OF FATAL FOUR WAY MATCHES! YOU CAN SWOOP IN, AND CATCH AN OPPONENT OFF GUARD LIKE THAT!
Thadd Blazevich: It’s both beauty and the beast, bro. Someone can just come in, and capitalize off all your hard work.
Rich Russillo: True.
Persephone: Gee, I wonder who that benefits the most. It couldn’t be Mr. squirrely mustache over there licking his wounds on the outside.
Rich Russillo: Daniella lifts Chiyo back to his feet- BUT CHIYO EXPLODES WITH A FOREARM! BUT DANIELLA FIRES BACK WITH A FOREARM AS WELL! BOTH COMPETITORS EXCHANGING BLOWS NOW! CHIYO! DANIELLA! CHIYO! DANIELLA! DANIELLA BACKS CHIYO INTO THE CORNER WITH MULTIPLE FOREARMS!
Thadd Blazevich: CHIYO IS STUNNED, AND DANIELLA CLIMBS TO THE MIDDLE ROPE! UNLOADING WITH RIGHTS AS THE CROWD COUNTS ALONG!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN!
Rich Russillo: Daniella steps down, and Chiyo’s on wobbly legs in that corner before getting whipped into the opposite by Atlas! DANIELLA GOES TO CHARGE IN WITH A RUNNING CLOTHESLINE- BUT EATS A BIG BOOT FROM CHIYO THAT STAGGERS HER BACK!
Thadd Blazevich: CHIYO HOPS TO THE MIDDLE ROPE, AND DIVES OFF AT DANIELLA! BUT SHE PLANTS HIM OUTTA MID AIR WITH A SITOUT POWERBOMB! LITTLE SHORTENED VERSION OF “ANIMUS” AS SHE HOLDS IT FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHH-
Rich Russillo: KAI BREAKS THINGS UP WITH A RUNNING STOMP TO THE BACK OF DANIELLA’S SKULL!
Persephone: FUCK! I forgot about baldy.
Thadd Blazevich: Chiyo rolls away slightly as Kai pulls Daniella up to her feet, and scores with a KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST! THAT ONE STAGGERED DANIELLA! BUT SHE FIGHTS BACK WITH A CHOP OF HER OWN AS KAI CLOSED IN!
Rich Russillo: CHOP FROM KAI! CHOP FROM ATLAS! CHOP FROM KAI! CHOP FROM ATLAS! CHOP FROM KAI— OH! THAT KNOCKED DANIELLA DOWN COMPLETELY AS KAI’S POWER OUTWEIGHS DANIELLA!
Thadd Blazevich: Daniella sits up, clutching at her chest that’s no doubt going to turn red once this all clears up! Kai goes to stand Daniella back up- BUT SHES FIGHTING BACK! DANIELLA’S SCORING WITH SHOTS TO THE MIDSECTION! KAI’S GOT A FEINT HOLD OF HER HAIR, BUT DANIELLA EXPLODES WITH A BODY SLAM! SHOWING OFF HER STRENGTH AS SHE PLANTS KAI RABEAUX ON THE CANVAS!
Rich Russillo: DANIELLA SEES AN OPENING AS SHE CLIMBS TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE- BUT DIEGO MONTANA COMES OUTTA NOWHERE TO PUSH HER OFF! DANIELLA HIT THROAT FIRST ON THE TOP ROPE BEFORE TUMBLING OFF THE APRON!
Persephone: Hitler’s back.
Thadd Blazevich: NOW, DIEGO CLIMBS TO THE TOP- wait, what?
Rich Russillo: NEVERMIND THAT AS DIEGO MONTANA HAS PERCHED HIMSELF!
(Diego Montana does a little shimmy before-)
Rich Russillo: “LATIN LOVER SPLASH!” HE GOT HIM! AND HOOKS THE LEG ON KAI!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEE-
Rich Russillo: CHIYO GEDO SAVES THE MATCH! DIVING ONTO DIEGO’S A DOUBLE AXE HANDLE TO THE BACK! AND GRABS DIEGO BY THE HAIR, LOOKING TO DISCARD HIM!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DIEGO TURNS IT AROUND LAST MINUTE, SENDING CHIYO OUT THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE INSTEAD! NOW, DIEGO TURNS HIS ATTENTION BACK OVER TO KAI!
Rich Russillo: Kai’s stirring off that frog splash, and gets stood up by Diego before he’s back into the corner for a HARD irish whip to the opposite! DIEGO RUSHES IN FOR A CORNER DROPKICK- BUT GETS CAUGHT UNDERNEATH THE CHIN WITH A BIG BOOT! KAI GOT THE BOOT UP WHILE DIEGO WAS FLYING IN THE AIR FOR THAT DROPKICK!
(Diego rises to all fours, clutching at his jaw before returning to a vertical base, and stumbling back into the corner as Kai marches out of it.)
Thadd Blazevich: Kai makes his way to the opposite corner, and lines Diego up… THIS ISNT GOING TO BE PRETTY AS HE BLAST INTO HIM WITH “HOLLOW POINT!” I COULD HEAR THAT KICK FROM HERE, BROS!
Rich Russillo: DIEGO COLLAPSES DOWN TO THE CANVAS, AND ROLLS OUT UNDERNEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE AS KAI LEANS UP AGAINST THE ROPES! GETTING HIS WITS ABOUT HIM AFTER THE WEAR AND TEAR HE’S SUFFERED THUS FAR!
Persephone: Hopefully, that kick leaves Diego out for the rest of this match.
Rich Russillo: Honestly? It just might. Did you hear that impact??
Thadd Blazevich: CHIYO! CHIYO SLIDES IN THE RING, AND CATCHES KAI WITH A KICK TO THE GUT AS HE WAS LEANED UP AGAINST THE ROPES! GEDO GOES TO WHIP KAI RABEAUX OFF THEM- BUT KAI REVERSES, AND SENDS CHIYO TO THE ROPES INSTEAD! KAI DUCKS DOWN, SIGNALING FOR A BACK BODY DROP! BUT CHIYO REVERSES IT INTO A TORNADO “FATAL HEAD TRAUMA!”
Rich Russillo: KAI ROLLS THROUGH, AND CRAWLS TO THE CORNER WHERE HE PICKS HERSELF UP IN! THE LIGHTS ARE ON, BUT NOBODY IS HOME AS KAI APPEARS TO BE FUNCTIONING OFF INSTINCT!
Thadd Blazevich: CHIYO POPS TO HIS FEET, AND IS FIRED UP- BUT DANIELLA SLIDES INTO THE RING, AND CATCHES CHIYO OFF GUARD WITH A KICK TO THE GUT! WHIP TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER OF KAI, AND DANIELLA CHARGES IN AFTER HIM!
Rich Russillo: BUT CHIYO USES THAT MOMENTUM AGAINST HER FOR A CORNER STO! PLANTING DANIELLA! ATLAS ROLLS OUT UNDERNEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE, AND CHIYO SETS HIS SIGHTS BACK ON KAI IN THE OPPOSITE CORNER!
Thadd Blazevich: CHIYO DASHES IN- BUT KAI GETS THE BOOT UP! WHICH CHIYO CATCHES, BUT KAI USES HIS OTHER LEG TO CATCH CHIYO IN THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD WITH AN ENZIGURI!
Rich Russillo: CHIYO DROPS DOWN TO ALL FOURS, AND DIEGO SLITHERS INTO THE RING! CHARGING IN TO KICK OFF CHIYO’S BACK FOR A POETRY IN MOTION ONTO KAI IN THE CORNER!
Persephone: Not this guy again.
(Kai collapses down, and rolls out underneath the bottom rope. Chiyo rolls onto his back, and writhes in pain lying underneath the bottom rope. Meanwhile, Diego finds himself in the corner after that involuntary poetry in motion with his eyes going wide once he notices-)
Thadd Blazevich: “INAMORATA!” DANIELLA CAME IN WITH A RUNNING CORNER CLOTHESLINE, AND RUNS OFF THE ROPES AS DIEGO STAGGERS OUT FROM THE CORNER! DANIELLA GOES TO TAKE HIS HEAD OFF WITH ANOTHER “INAMORATA!”
Rich Russillo: BUT DIEGO DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND TURNS IT INTO A BACKSLIDE!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: DANIELLA KICKS OUT! ROLLING THROUGH TO ALL FOURS, AND DIEGO NOVES TO GET HER IN POSITION FOR “LATINO INFERNO!” HOOKING BOTH ARMS, AND HOISTING DANIELLA UP- BUT DANIELLA SLIPS OUT BEHIND HIM! DIEGO TURNS AROUND, AND EATS A SUPERKICK TO THE MIDSECTION!
Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA RUNS OFF THE ROPES WITH DIEGO MONTANA DOUBLED OVER, BUT HE USES THAT MOMENTUM AGAINST ATLAS TO SEND HER OUT UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Rich Russillo: ALREADY, DANIELLA’S STIRRING BACK TO HER FEET, AND DIEGO RUNS OFF THE ROPES! BUILDING A HEAD OF STEAM FOR A SUICIDE DIV- WHOA! DANIELLA USED THE APRON TO DELIVER A STEP-UP KNEE STRIKE ON MONTANA AS HE STUCK HIS HEAD OUT THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE!
Persephone: HA!
(Daniella falls off the apron, and onto her back as Diego’s slumped whilst hung over the middle rope.)
Thadd Blazevich: KAI! KAI SWOOPS IN, AND DRAGS DIEGO TO THE CENTER FOR A SHORT-ARM “REDLINED!” DIEGO GOT TURNED INSIDE OUT, BUT KAI HASNT LET GO OF DIEGO’S WRIST, DRAGGING HIM BACK TO A VERTICAL BASE BY THE HAIR!
Rich Russillo: KAI HOISTS DIEGO ONTO HIS SHOULDER, AND SPIKES HIM WITH THE “KINGSTONE PILEDRIVER!” THIS IS GOING TO BE IT!
(Kai stops in his tracks once noticing Daniella Atlas slide back inside the ring, upset that he’s trying to pick the bones after she caught Diego with the knee. Kai keeps a close eye on her, concerned that she’s going to break up his inevitable pinfall attempt, but Chiyo stumbles into Daniella’s clutches as she hooks him up for the “South of Heaven” while not taking her eyes off Kai.)
Rich Russillo: SOUTH OF HEAVEN!!
(Slight panic forms on Kai’s face as he scrambles to cover Diego with urgency once seeing Daniella cover Chiyo.)
Rich Russillo: BOTH KAI AND DANIELLA HAVE PINS! BUT THE REFEREE DOESNT KNOW WHAT TO DO!
(Kai and Daniella are demanding that he count, and after some hesitation, he finally goes down to count the pins.)
ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: WAIT, WHAT!?
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, WHAT HAPPENED???
Bella Braxton: HERE’S YOUR WINNER…
(Both Kai Rabeaux and Daniella Atlas rise off of their opponents, waiting to hear the announcement from Bella.)
Bella Braxton: DANIELLA ATLAS!
(Stunned silence fills the arena before “my mind is a mountain” by Deftones plays to a positive reaction from fans as Daniella rises off the pinfall on Chiyo, and gets her hand raised in victory by the ref with Minerva clapping on the outside. Meanwhile, Kai’s confused, struggling to wrap his head around what just happened.)
Persephone: Wait… what?
Rich Russillo: It was blink and you miss it, but let’s get a replay on that!
(A replay is shown where Diego Montana inches his shoulder up just slightly before the referee’s hand hits three.)
Thadd Blazevich: Whoaaa, there you have it. Diego Montana got his shoulder up just before three, allowing Daniella Atlas to pick up the victory!
Rich Russillo: You have to remember, time did pass coming off that “Kingstone Piledriver!” The referee’s hesitation to count likely didn’t help either. Diego was bought a lot more time to recover than Chiyo was, and thanks to that, Chiyo wasn’t able to get the kickout!
(Daniella poses on the middle rope while Kai chucks Diego out the ring in anger/annoyance. Kai starts marching toward Daniella in the corner with her back turned, but the referee gets in his way. Kai starts to direct his anger towards him as he grabs the referee by his shirt, and pins him into the opposite corner of Daniella.)
Rich Russillo: Oh, come on.
Thadd Blazevich: We’ve seen this before from Kai Rabeaux! Dude has real anger problems when things doesn’t go his way.
(Daniella looks over her shoulder and notices, deciding to step down from the middle rope. Daniella walks over, and turns Kai around-)
Rich Russillo: WHOA! RIGHT HAND FROM KAI! FLOORING DANIELLA, AND HE INSTANTLY MOUNTS HER TO DELIVER A FLURRY OF RIGHT HANDS!
Thadd Blazevich: THOUGH, HERE COMES THE CALVARY!
(Kai’s beatdown is short-lived as Minerva slides into the ring, and Rabeaux rolls off Daniella, escaping out under the bottom rope. Kai angrily yells at Minerva while backpedaling up the ramp.)
Rich Russillo; Thankfully, Minerva was here, or things could have gotten bad for Daniella.
(Minerva stares daggers into Kai before helping Daniella up, and the two aren’t happy with Rabeaux, who stands on the stage area, upset and irate over his narrow defeat as the camera fades elsewhere.)
(Promotional ad for Road to Redemption, where the Extreme Elimination Chambers will take place.)
(As Voltage returns to ringside, ‘Self Help Tape’ by Moses Sumney can be heard once again playing as Captain Charisma steps out to the stage. The Commissioner is seen holding a microphone in his hand, and he immediately begins to walk down the ramp. The fans cheer and Captain Charisma greets some of the fans on his way down to ringside, and once there he walks up the steel steps, making his way back into the ring. Captain Charisma takes a moment as his entrance music begins to fade out, taking the time to acknowledge the loud cheers from the crowd.)
Rich Russillo: Captain Charisma is here once again, and earlier he announced the upcoming Super Voltage special, F*ck Your Thanksgiving. At that time he announced that Saori Aizen and ARIA will face off at this show. I wonder what he’ll announce this time.
Thadd Blazevich: Same here, bro. Tonight’s been an eventful night, but it’s already looking like the 30th is gonna be even crazier. I can’t wait to see what he’s got for us.
Persephone: It has to be something good this time, right? No way he wastes our time twice in one night.
(After some time, the fans finally begin to quiet down. After this, Captain Charisma begins to finally speak.)
Captain Charisma: Earlier tonight I announced the upcoming special edition of Super Voltage, F*ck Your Thanksgiving. I announced the match between ARIA and Saori Aizen, and I’m sure you all remember the stipulation I added to that match. A spot at Road to Redemption is on the line, but that’s not the only thing that needs to be addressed regarding Road to Redemption, and that’s why I am here right now. See, Road to Redemption preparations were supposed to begin back at Wicked Games, but that’s not how things played out, and that has made things… Complicated.
(Captain Charisma takes a moment and shakes his head, and at this point it is already clear to the fans that he is referring to the Deathmatch between Bronson Daniels and Jon Kelton, which ended in a no contest. After a moment, Captain Charisma continues.)
Captain Charisma: I’m sure by now you all understand what I am talking about, but I will still explain for anyone who doesn’t. Bronson Daniels and Jon Kelton went at it in a Deathmatch at Wicked Games, and the winner was to earn a spot in the Extreme Elimination Chamber for the EAW World Championship. However, that did not happen, as neither man won the match. I’m sure you can see the problem there, but I will admit, I should have accounted for that. Clearly I underestimated just how much hatred Bronson Daniels and Jon Kelton have for each other, and didn’t think about the possibility that neither man would win the match. Still, I need to determine one of the participants in that Chamber, and I intend to do so regardless of how Wicked Games went.
Captain Charisma: With this being said, at F*ck Your Thanksgiving, you can say we’ll be having ourselves a bit of a do-over. At this show, Bronson Daniels will face Jon Kelton once more, and once again, the winner of this match will earn a spot in the Extreme Elimination Chamber for the EAW World Championship. However, that’s not all, and I want both Jon and Bronson to listen to this next part very closely. Should we see a repeat of Wicked Games and this match somehow ends in a no contest, NEITHER man will get a spot in this Chamber. This is it. Either one of these men will have their shot at the EAW World Championship, or neither of them will.
(This gets a loud reaction from the crowd, but not too long after this, ‘Lost in the World’ by Kanye West hits. Everyone in attendance begins to boo as soon as this music hits, and before long Jon Kelton begins to walk out with a microphone in his hand. Jon Kelton just shakes his head as he looks at Captain Charisma, seemingly not approving of this decision as he begins to make his way down the ramp.)
Rich Russillo: Jon Kelton is on his way out, but we just got a huge announcement. We’re getting Kelton versus Daniels two at F*ck Your Thanksgiving, and this time, it won’t end in a no contest unless both men want to kiss their shot at entering the Chamber goodbye!
Thadd Blazevich: I know, that’s wild! I gotta wonder what Kelton’s thinking on his way to the ring. Bro had an insane match back at Wicked Games, but it looks like he has something to say still.
Persephone: I don’t know why. Even after getting into bloodbaths they manage to keep being annoying, it’s ridiculous.
(As Jon Kelton makes it to ringside, he jumps onto the apron. As he enters the ring, he immediately begins to speak.)
Jon Kelton: It’s not often that I see someone actively go out of their way to shorten their own roster. You must despise Bronson Daniels more than I do if you actually think making this match is a good idea, because as much as I want to enter that Chamber more than anything else, that’s not the only thing on my mind right now. I want to finish what I didn’t get to at Wicked Games. I want to finish Bronson Daniels for good, and you’re seriously just going to hand me that opportunity on a silver platter?
Captain Charisma: Yeah, I am. I’m not here to pick sides or take part in this mess between you two. I’m here to do my job, and that means clearing up the confusion you two left the state of the Chamber in last week. If giving you two a rematch means putting my roster at risk, so be it. I know how tough the people on this brand are.
(Jon Kelton stares at Captain Charisma for a moment, before finally he just shrugs his shoulders.)
Jon Kelton: If that’s what you think, that’s fine with me. I’m more than ready for this match, but trust me, you have either too much faith in your roster or too little understanding of what’s actually going on here if you think I’m letting Bronson walk away from this.
(The fans boo, but Jon Kelton ignores them, staring at Captain Charisma until ‘Run Into Flowers’ by M83 hits. This brings about cheers from the fans, and Jon Kelton turns to the stage as Bronson Daniels begins to walk out, holding a microphone. Bronson is staring directly at Jon Kelton, clearly not satisfied with how Wicked Games ended. Bronson remains on the stage for a moment, thinking before finally beginning to walk down the ramp.)
Rich Russillo: Bronson Daniels is on his way to the ring, and we just heard some bold claims from Jon Kelton, so I can’t say I’m surprised. What I am surprised about however, is that these two are even in any condition to walk after Wicked Games.
Thadd Blazevich: This is Voltage, bro. You know you gotta be tough on this show. Besides, I think the hatred these two have for each other might be enough fuel, anyway.
Persephone: It’s too bad they didn’t actually die at Wicked Games.
(As Bronson Daniels makes his way into the ring, his entrance music fades out. However, it is Captain Charisma that begins to speak.)
Captain Charisma: Bronson, before you continue I just want us all to be clear on one thing. I don’t want any fighting between the two of you right now. Save that for the 30th.
(Bronson stares at Captain Charisma for a moment, before finally he nods his head.)
Bronson Daniels: Yeah, I can do that. As tempting as it is punching Jon in the face now, a fight right now won’t be enough to handle our unfinished business, anyway.
(After saying this, Bronson turns towards his former Elysium teammate.)
Bronson Daniels: That being said, I hope you know how ridiculous you sound right now. I get it, you’re not satisfied. I’m not either, and how could I be? I was stabbed in the back by the man I trusted to be my tag team partner for an entire year. I was betrayed by my brother and when I finally had the chance to put this problem to rest, things end prematurely and I miss out on my opportunity. How could I be happy about that? I want this rematch more than anyone just so I can finally put all this behind me, but Jon, if you actually believe that this ends with you getting rid of me, there must not be anything left inside of your head.
(This causes the fans to cheer, meanwhile Jon Kelton just looks annoyed hearing this as Bronson continues.)
Bronson Daniels: You won’t stop me from entering the Extreme Elimination Chamber. I have plans there. Plans that include me winning the Chamber without you ever even being a factor. I’m done with you, Jon. I’m done being tied down to something that you clearly hated. Elysium is in the past and if you’re going to drag me into a war, you’re going to pay for everything you’ve done to me. This doesn’t end with you walking away with your hand raised. It ends with you out of my sight.
Jon Kelton: I’m not the one lacking self awareness here. The fact that you’re still even bringing up that Chamber tells me everything I need to know. You have no business in that match. You wouldn’t have even made it through last year’s if I wasn’t there to save the day and give up MY win just so you can get everything you want, so what do you think would happen when I’m no longer there? You’d embarrass yourself, and I don’t care to hand you the chance to do exactly what I said you’d do when I could be going on to do the one thing I couldn’t because I was too busy trying to help you. This is my time, Bronson. I am done being held back. I am done playing second fiddle. This isn’t ending how Wicked Games did. The better man will win here, and that’s me.
(There is a determined look on the face of Jon Kelton as he stares at Bronson Daniels, but Bronson still just looks disgusted with Kelton, taking some time before even beginning to speak.)
Bronson Daniels: I’m sure you’ll keep telling yourself that just like you did back at Wicked Games, but I’m not here to entertain your desperation. I don’t care how much you want to reach the top anymore. I tried to help you get there and in return this happened, so you can think what you want, but when we get in the ring a very different story will be told. You’re going to lose, and you’re just going to have to watch this Chamber from the sidelines. I’m glad I have the chance to finally end this, but as far as I’m concerned we didn’t need that additional rule regarding no contests, because I’m not letting one happen this time. It was a mistake letting things end like that in the first place. When you lose on the 30th it’ll be decisive, and it’ll be my opportunity to both put you in the ground and move forward.
(After this, Jon Kelton takes a step forward.)
Jon Kelton: Bronson, what part of this aren’t you getting? You had your time. You had the opportunities, you had multiple World Championship reigns, you had the support, you had your time. You already promised to put this behind you at Wicked Games, and you know why? It’s because somehow even after spending an entire year together you didn’t understand who I am. You didn’t realize that you weren’t going to be handed a victory just like I handed you the Answers World Championship. At Wicked Games you put everything you have into destroying me, and you failed. That match ended how it did because you couldn’t get the job done. I won’t make the same mistake.
(The two Elitists stand face to face, but Bronson doesn’t back down. Captain Charisma waits, and with what already happened between ARIA and Saori Aizen earlier in the night, the Commissioner is ready to call security at any moment. However, Bronson eventually begins to speak once more, keeping his composure.)
Bronson Daniels: You won’t have the opportunity, Jon. You gave up on Elysium because you thought it was in the way of your World Championship aspirations but you were wrong. Elysium wasn’t holding you back, and I definitely wasn’t. Your biggest problem was, and always will be yourself. You’ve done nothing but get in your own way, and you can lie to yourself and promise to end me at Wicked Games, but this isn’t just a match. This isn’t some game. You betrayed me. You rendered an entire year of our lives pointless. You turned Elysium, something that meant the world to me, into a joke. If you believe it’s as simple as pushing me out of the way so you can get what you want, you have lost your mind. You didn’t need to do what you did, but you did it anyway, and now you need to face the consequences.
Jon Kelton: Consequences? Right. You’re really going to continue to play the victim, even after all this time. Alright, Bronson. On the 30th, go ahead and walk to the ring prepped and ready to put all this behind you. Get ready to win this match, walk into the Chamber and get your third World title win. Keep assuming that everything is just going to work out your way, and when our match ends and you are once again left outside of the ring staring at the actual winner after foolishly thinking you could just have your way, just remember that this time you won’t have anyone else around you to blame. This loss will be entirely your fault.
(The fans boo loudly, but Bronson Daniels doesn’t react, just staring at Jon Kelton. Both men appear to be finished speaking, and this causes further concern from Captain Charisma, but no fighting occurs. There instead is just a staredown between the two men, both clearly ready for their rematch.)
Rich Russillo: That was a tense back and forth between these two, and it just goes to show that what Bronson said before Wicked Games may have been right all along. Even a Deathmatch wasn’t enough to deal with the hatred these two have for each other, as we’ll be seeing a rematch in a few weeks at F*ck Your Thanksgiving!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, this whole thing has been crazy. That Super Voltage show is looking insane, and this back and forth, wow. I thought they were gonna start going at it at any minute. Captain Charisma must be relieved knowing he didn’t have to get security back out here.
Persephone: Ugh. Another match between these two is not what I need. Whatever. As long as they kill each other again, I guess.
(One more camera shot is shown of the staredown between Bronson Daniels and Jon Kelton, showcasing the hatred between the two despite the silence from each man. With this final shot of the two former members of Elysium, Voltage fades away from ringside.)
(Promotional ad for the Super Voltage special “F*ck Your Thanksgiving”, where Saori Aizen faces ARIA.)
(The camera cuts to Saori Aizen in her office chair beside the commentary desk before panning Bella Braxton in the ring.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(‘So Far So Fake’ by Pierce the Veil plays first, and Candice Blair walks out with a scowl on her face directed towards Saori Aizen ringside. There’s no love lost between the two, and Candice doesn’t take her eyes off her whilst marching down to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! Residing out of Malibu, California, weighing in at 130 pounds…SHE IS PRINCESS CANDICE BLAIR!
Thadd Blazevich: I mean, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out why Candice is upset.
Rich Russillo: Her and Saori have history, which resulted in one of the most barbaric acts on a marquee event, all whilst Saori Aizen had a sadistic smile on her face.
Thadd Blazevich: But somehow, someway, Candice Blair needs to put all that behind her and focus.
(‘God Shattering Star’ by Takashi Baba blares throughout the arena, and ARIA takes a second to hype up one side of the crowd before turning her attention over to Saori Aizen ringside. ARIA isn’t pleased with her presence looming over this match, and walks down the ramp serious in demeanor.)
Bella Braxton: And her opponent! Hailing out of Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at 130 pounds…ARIA!!
Rich Russillo: Same goes for ARIA tonight, Thadd. Candice may be done with Saori, but ARIA is far from it.
Thadd Blazevich: Their hatred for each other has reached a boiling point, and it honestly might not stop until one of them is dead.
Persephone: I’d be fine with that.
(The referee signals for the bell as both competitors stand in opposing corners.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Well, the bell has rung, and for once, it’s both competitors struggling to remain focused as ARIA and Candice toggle their gaze from each other over to Saori Aizen ringside.
(ARIA decides to hell with it, and rolls out to the ring to confront Saori, who stands up out of her chair with a smug, unbothered expression.)
Thadd Blazevich: Uh-oh, dudes! This match might not even enter first gear as these two ladies stand face-to-face ringside!
(ARIA shoves Saori back down into her chair, and Saori jumps back to her feet, fired up. The two women are nose-to-nose before ARIA hears the referee’s count going in the background.)
Referee: FIVE! SIX! SEVEN!
(ARIA scrambles to roll back inside the ring, and yells at Saori Aizen ringside before turning her attention fully over to Candice Blair in the ring. Saori, despite her anger, manages to calm down, and takes a seat once again.)
Rich Russillo: Things almost got volatile, but ARIA managed to snap back into it! Breaking the referee’s count, and it appears she’s focused fully on Candice Blair at this point with the two circling around each other.
Thadd Blazevich: Candice was actually urging for ARIA to break the count, not wanting to win that way.
Persephone: Well, beggers can’t be choosers. God, I don’t get why the dumb bitch wants to act like she has morals.
Rich Russillo: Candice understands the importance of a dominant victory, especially coming off the loss at Wicked Games, and wants to get herself back in contention for a title of some sorts.
Persephone: For what? So, she can lose again?
Rich Russillo: Sometimes, the journey is just as valuable as the destination.
Persephone: Sure, whatever that means.
Thadd Blazevich: Both women meet in the middle with a collar and elbow tie-up! It’s aggressive from the start as they jockey for position before ARIA gets a standing side headlock on Blair! ARIA wrenches on the hold, tightening around the head and neck area with Candice having enough wherewithal to bounce ARIA off the ropes! Managing to escape-
Rich Russillo: BUT ARIA REBOUNDS BACK WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE! KNOCKING CANDICE DOWN, AND ARIA DROPS INTO A PINFALL ATTEMPT!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT! BOTH COMPETITORS SCRAMBLE BACK TO THEIR FEET, BUT ARIA BEATS CANDICE TO THE PUNCH, AND QUICKLY GROUNDS HER WITH A SIDE HEADLOCK TAKEDOWN!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA wrenches tighter on the hold, but notice where her gaze is located as she stares daggers into Saori Aizen ringside.
Persephone: God, I wish these two fought, and got it over with already. Now, you’re telling me I’ll have to actually sit through this nonsense.
Rich Russillo: MAYBE NOT FOR LONG AS CANDICE ROLLS ARIA ONTO BOTH SHOULDERS!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWW-
Rich Russillo: Kickout from ARIA! Who finds herself right back on top of Candice in the grounded side headlock! But Candice quickly powers back to her feet, and begins hoisting ARIA up for a back suplex- BUT ARIA SLITHERS DOWN HER BACK FOR A SUNSET FLIP! HOWEVER, CANDICE STANDS HER GROUND AS ARIA DESPERATELY TRIES PULLING HER DOWN INTO THE COVER!
Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE TURNS IT INTO A CROSS ARMBREAKER! BUT ARIA KEEPS HER HANDS CLASPED TOGETHER, KNOWING HOW DANGEROUS IT COULD BE IF CANDICE GETS FULL EXTENSION!
Rich Russillo: BUT LOOK AT THIS! ARIA STACKS CANDICE UP FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT BY CANDICE, WHO HAD TO RELEASE THE HOLD! Both women rush back to their feet with this time, Candice beating ARIA to the punch! ARIA could only get to all fours before Candice grabbed hold of that arm, and wrung it to gain control of the wrist!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA’s on her knee as Candice applies pressure, but manages to roll through to her feet, and shifts the momentum with an arm wringer of her own that she transitions into a hammerlock!
Persephone: It’s been a great match for those freaks obsessed with wrestling.
Rich Russillo: But- nevermind. Candice slips out behind ARIA, and wrestles her down for a fujiwara armbar! ARIA rises to all fours, and front rolls out of it to escape! But Candice hasn’t released her control of the wrist as both women are back to their feet, and Candice looks to transition into a standing kimura lock on ARIA!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT ARIA DRIVES CANDICE BACK FIRST INTO THE CORNER, BREAKING THE HOLD! ARIA favors the arm momentarily before catching Candice in the corner with a KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST! ECHOING THROUGHOUT THE ARENA!
Persephone: Finally, it’s starting to pick up somewhat.
Rich Russillo: Candice is reeling from that shot across the chest, but things go from bad to worse as ARIA hits her with ANOTHER! Candice staggers out of the corner, staying close to the ropes. But ARIA won’t let her escape that easily as she directs Candice into another corner, so she can deliver a THIRD knife edge chop across the chest!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA irish whips Blair to the opposite corner, and charges in with yet another knife edge chop attempt! BUT CANDICE DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND CATCHES ARIA WITH ONE OF HER OWN!
Rich Russillo: ARIA comes staggering out of the corner, reminiscent of Blair moments ago, and gets irish whipped off the ropes! ARIA REBOUNDS BACK INTO A POP-UP SHOOT KICK TO THE CHEST!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA’S ON WOBBLY LEGS AS SHE LANDS ON HER FEET, AND CANDICE SPINS AROUND FOR A DISCUS LARIAT! “GOLD RUSH” CONNECTS, AND CANDICE INSTANTLY DRAGS ARIA UP TO HER FEET! CANDICE HAS ARIA’S HEAD WEDGED BETWEEN HER LEGS FOR A MOVE THAT’LL NO DOUBT FINISH THE MATCH!
Persephone: Have my prayers been answered?
Rich Russillo: CASTLES CRUMBLING— NO! ARIA DROPS DOWN, AND CRAWLS THROUGH THE LEGS OF CANDICE BLAIR! SLIPPING BEHIND FOR A REAR WAISTLOCK AS SHE GOES TO HOIST HER FOR A GERMAN! BUT CANDICE FIGHTS HER WAY OUT OF IT WITH REPEATED BACK ELBOWS TO THE JAW!
Thadd Blazevich: LOOSENING ARIA’S GRIP ENOUGH TO WHERE SHE COULD TURN AROUND, DELIVERING A STIFF FOREARM SHOT! FOLLOWING IT UP WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST! BUT ARIA RETURNS FIRE WITH A FOREARM OF HER OWN! SCORING WITH MULTIPLE THAT BACK CANDICE TO THE CENTER!
Rich Russillo: BLAIR IS ROCKED, AND ARIA GOES TO FINISH HER OFF WITH A ROLLING ELBOW- BUT ITS INTERCEPTED BY A SUPERKICK! SUPERKICK FROM CANDICE! AND SHE RUNS OFF THE ROPES TO-
Thadd Blazevich: OOH! RIGHT AS SHE WAS GOING TO BOUNCE OFF THE ROPES, ARIA CAUGHT HER WITH A KITCHEN SINK! DRIVING HER KNEE INTO THE MIDSECTION WHILE CANDICE WAS LEANED UP AGAINST THOSE ROPES, HAVING NO GIVE!
Rich Russillo: Candice drops to all fours, struggling to get the wind back in her sails…
Persephone: I hope she chokes, and stops breathing.
Rich Russillo: Well… I wouldn’t wish for that, but it’s clear that knee knocked the wind out of Candice. ARIA wastes no time in taking advantage as she drags Candice back to her feet, and slams her FACE FIRST off the top turnbuckle!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA drives her shoulder into the abdomen of Candice repeatedly! Making sure she’s stunned for an irish whip to the opposite corner! Candice hit the turnbuckles HARD, and comes staggering out into a BACK BODY DROP!
Rich Russillo: Ouch! Candice favors her back as she crawls to the ropes, and drapes herself over the middle for ARIA TO CONNECT WITH A WRECKING BALL DROPKICK TO THE SIDE OF HER HEAD!
Thadd Blazevich: Candice rolls onto her back as ARIA pulls herself up on the apron for a SLINGSHOT SOMERSAULT SENTON! STILL, TARGETING THAT INJURED MIDSECTION, AND HOOKING THE LEG DEEP FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHH-
Rich Russillo: ROPE BREAK! Candice grabbed hold of the bottom rope, avoiding having to expend energy for a kickout there! ARIA starts to contemplate her next move as Candice uses the ropes to rise back to her feet.
Thadd Blazevich: Candice staggers back into the corner, and ARIA closes the distance between them for a KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO THE CHEST!
Persephone: You’d think Candice would have an answer by now, but I guess brains have never been the Ava-Cunts strong suit.
Rich Russillo: ARIA’s begun the process of softening Candice up for an irish whip to the opposite corner! CANDICE HALTS HER MOMENTUM, GETTING HER FOOT UP ON THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE, AND CATCHES ARIA WITH A BACK ELBOW AS SHE COMES CHARGING IN!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA STAGGERS BACK A BIT, AND CANDICE HOPS TO THE MIDDLE ROPE!! LOOKING TO SWING THINGS BACK IN HER FAVOR AS SHE LEAPS OFF WITH A- CAUGHT! CANDICE GETS PLANTED OUTTA MID-AIR WITH A POWERBOMB, AND ARIA DEADLIFTS HER UP INTO POSITION FOR A “GLITCH IN THE MATRIX!”
Rich Russillo: STYLES CLA- NO! CANDICE DROPS THE HEEL OF HER BOOT ONTO ARIA’S HEAD! FINDING A WAY TO ESCAPE NEAR CATASTROPHE! CANDICE CRAWLS OVER TO THE ROPES, AND PULLS HERSELF BACK UP AS ARIA’S ON SPAGHETTI LEGS! STRUGGLING TO STAND AFTER BEING CAUGHT FLUSH!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HAS ENOUGH WHEREWITHAL TO CHARGE CANDICE WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP AS SHE PULLED HERSELF UP WITH ASSISTANCE FROM THE ROPES! JUST LIKE THAT, CANDICE IS STUNNED AGAIN, AND ARIA GOES TO BUILD MOMENTUM BY RUNNING OFF THE OPPOSITE SET OF ROPES!
Rich Russillo: BUT THATS WHEN CANDICE BLASTS INTO ARIA WITH A RUNNING BACK ELBOW BEFORE SHE COULD REBOUND OFF! NOW, ITS ARIA THAT’S STUNNED AS CANDICE RUNS OFF THE OPPOSITE SET OF ROPES WHILE ARIA STAGGERS FORWARD! GETTING CAUGHT WITH… “RAGS TO RICHES!”
Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE ROLLS ARIA ONTO HER BACK, AND KEEPS ONE LEG HOOKED FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRR-
Thadd Blazevich: SHOULDER UP! ARIA GOT THE SHOULDER UP!
Persephone: Fuck, fuck, FUCK! Stupid fucking move!
Rich Rusillo: ARIA STAYS IN THIS THING, AND CANDICE ALMOST CANT BELIEVE IT! THINKING SHE HAD THE MATCH WON THERE!
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, going as far to double check with the referee on if that truly a three or not. But the referee assures it wasn’t.
Rich Russillo: Hard to gauge the reaction of Saori Aizen, but she’s been watching intently this entire time. Perhaps enjoying the show, or waiting for her opportune moment to strike.
Thadd Blazevich: Well, I prefer not to get in the head of someone as twisted as Saori, bro.
Rich Russillo: Careful, she might hear you.
Thadd Blazevich: You’re right. :yikes:
Persephone: Pussies.
Rich Russillo: In the ring, Candice Blair appears to have refocused herself, and lifts ARIA back to a vertical base! Candice is gritting through whatever pain she’s in! Going for Castles Crumbling a second time- BUT ARIA SHOVES HER BACK TO ESCAPE IT, AND LEAPS HIGH FOR A “PHOENIX CUTTER!” IT CONNECTS!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA SHOOTS THE HALF FOR A COVER! HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRRR-
Rich Russillo: SHOULDER UP! KEEPING THE MATCH ALIVE! AND NOW, ITS ARIA FINDING HERSELF IN A STATE OF DISBELIEF AS SHE WAS FINGERTIPS AWAY FROM VICTORY THERE!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA makes it to her feet, and marches into the corner, urging Candice Blair back up! ARIA’s looking to put the finishing touches on this thing, and from the way it’s looking, she just might!
(ARIA points to Saori, signaling this’ll be her future before-)
Rich Russillo: ARIA SHOOTS OUT OF THE CORNER WITH “J4A!!!” BUT CANDICE HAS A COUNTER FOR IT AS SHE DELIVERS A RUNNING BASEMENT DROPKICK TO THE KNEE! ARIA DID A FRONT FLIP FROM THE IMPACT!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA returns to her feet, favoring the leg- AND CANDICE SHOOTS FOR A SINGLE LEG TAKEDOWN! BUT ARIA BAITED HER INTO A FRONT FACELOCK, AND GOES TO PLANT WITH HER WITH “TRUE TO THE NAME!”
Persephone: Truly rolls off the tongue, doesn’t it?
Rich Russillo: ARIA HOISTS CANDICE UP SLIGHTLY- BUT CANDICE QUICKLY COUNTERS WITH A SMALL PACKAGE!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Thadd Blazevich: KICKOUT! BOTH WOMEN SCRAMBLE BACK TO THEIR FEET WITH CANDICE TAKING THE FIRST SHOT WITH A VICIOUS FOREARM! CONNECTING WITH MULTIPLE THAT HAVE ARIA ROCKED BEFORE SHE SHOVES CANDICE BACK!
Rich Russillo: OOH! ARIA WITH KICK TO THE GUT SHE TARGETED EARLIER! DOUBLING CANDICE OVER FOR A PENALTY KICK TO THE CHEST THAT JOLTS HER UPRIGHT FOR A STOMP TO THE FOOT! CANDICE BENDS OVER SLIGHTLY TO DEAL WITH IT AS ARIA GOES TO LAND A BICYCLE KNEE TO THE SIDE OF HER HEAD!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT CANDICE AVOIDS IT, AND ARIA TURNS AROUND INTO A SPIN KICK! SPIN KICK TO THE JAW THAT TURNS ARIA AROUND, AND SHE BATTLES BACK WITH A PELE KICK! PELE KICK THAT STAGGERS CANDICE BACK AGAINST THE ROPES!
Rich Russillo: GROGGY, CANDICE REBOUNDS OFF AS ARIA MAKES IT BACK TO HER FEET! TILT-A-WHIRLLLLLLLL FACEBUSTER BY CANDICE! AND AN IMMEDIATE TRANSITION INTO A CROSSFACE! CROSSFACE BY CANDICE BLAIR!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA MIGHT BE PUT IN A POSITION TO TAP HERE AS CANDICE PULLS BACK ON IT!
Persephone: I don’t ask for much, but for her tap out would be making my wishes come true!
Rich Russillo: ARIA RAISES HER HAND UP! CONTEMPLATING IT, BUT DECIDES AGAINST IT! TRYING TO SQUIRM OUT OF THIS PREDICAMENT AS SHE REACHES OUT TO THE BOTTOM ROPE WITH HER FOOT! BUT SHES JUST OUT OF REACH!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA SWITCHES STRATEGY, AND ROLLS THROUGH TO BOTH KNEES! HAVING CANDICE ON HER SHOULDERS IN A FIREMANS CARRY AS SHE POWERS BACK TO HER FEET! THE DECEIVING POWER OF ARIA ON FULL DISPLAY!
Rich Russillo: ARIA HAS REGAINED A VERTICAL BASE, FINDING AN INNOVATIVE COUNTER TO THE CROSSFACE AS SHE HAS CANDICE HOISTED UP ONTO BOTH SHOULDERS! ARIA GOES TO PLANT HER CENTER OF THE RING! BUT CANT AS CANDICE BLAIR HAS TONS OF FIGHT LEFT IN HER! HAMMERING ARIA WITH SHARP ELBOWS TO THE JAW!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA DOUBLES OVER, AND CANDICE LOCKS HER IN A GUILLOTINE! GUILLOTINE CHOKE BY CANDICE BLAIR, TRYING TO CHOKE THE LIFE OUT OF ARIA!
Rich Russillo: ARIA’S BEGINNING TO FADE, AND YOU CAN TELL AS HER BODY GROWS LIMP! ALLOWING CANDICE TO TRANSITION INTO A BRAINBUSTER! SPIKING ARIA ON HER HEAD! CANDICE FLOATS OVER INTO THE COVER, THIS MIGHT BE IT!!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRR-
Thadd Blazevich: SHOULDER UP- BUT CANDICE WAS READY, AND TRANSITIONS INTO A CROSS ARMBREAKER ON ARIA! HOWEVER, ARIA’S KEEPING BOTH HANDS LOCKED! REFUSING TO LET CANDICE GET FULL EXTENSION OF THE ARMBAR!
Rich Russillo: THIS IS REMINISCENT TO BEFORE! EXCEPT THIS TIME, CANDICE HAS A BACKUP PLAN AS SHE TRANSITIONS INTO A TRIANGLE CHOKE ON ARIA! TRIANGLE CHOKE! LOOKING TO SQUEEZE THE LIFE OUT OF HER OPPONENT!
Persephone: :gladbron:
Thadd Blazevich: BUT ARIA’S FIGHTING THROUGH THE PAIN AS SHE POWERS BACK TO HER FEET, AND DEADLIFTS CANDICE UP IN THE TRIANGLE CHOKE FOR A ONE-ARM “GLITCH IN THE MATRIX!”
Rich Russillo: ARIA ROLLS CANDICE OVER FOR THE COVER! THIS MIGHT BE IT!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE-
Rich Russillo: BLAIR KICKS OUT! ALBEIT BARELY! BARELY MUSTERING ENOUGH ENERGY FOR A KICKOUT THERE!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA rises to both knees, and doubt might be creeping into her mind as to what more she’ll have to do in order to put away Candice.
Rich Russillo: An idea may have creeped into her mind as she rolls out underneath the bottom rope, starting her ascension to the top turnbuckle! ARIA’s moving a bit gingerly after the wear and tear she’s suffered- AND THAT COMES BACK TO BITE HER AS CANDICE BLAIR RUSHES IN TO CROTCH ARIA ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Thadd Blazevich: AND GRABS ARIA IN A FRONT FACELOCK, DRAPING HER OFF THE TOP ROPE FOR A SPIKE DDT! USUALLY, ITS A TORNADO DDT FROM CANDICE TO CONNECT WITH “STARLIGHT!” BUT WE MIGHT HAVE WITNESSED A VARIATION AS CANDICE FLOATS INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEE-
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT! ARIA GOT THE SHOULDER UP, BUT LACKING ENERGY BEHIND IT AS THE SHOCKWAVES NO DOUBT WENT DOWN HER SPINE FROM THAT DDT!
Persephone: Yeah, but it unfortunately wasn’t enough to paralyze her, so who cares?
Rich Russillo: :roman:
Thadd Blazevich: Candice is exhausted! Both women are as the wear and tear is starting to show! But Candice drags ARIA up to her feet, looking to end this with- WELL, WENT FOR “CASTLES CRUMBLING!” BUT ARIA DOUBLE LEGS CANDICE DOWN TO THE MAT, AND LIKE A KNIFE, STABS INTO HER WITH A JUMPING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO THE CHEST!
Rich Russillo: ARIA’S HAD THE “CASTLES CRUMBLING” SCOUTED ALL MATCH, AND IT MIGHT PAY OFF FOR HER AS SHE STUMBLES BACK INTO THE CORNER! LINING CANDICE UP FOR “J4A” AS SHE SLOWLY MAKES IT BACK TO HER FEET!
Persephone: I don’t want to get my hopes up, but this could be it.
Thadd Blazevich: Candice has risen to a knee as ARIA’s desperately urging her to get up- BUT LIVES TO REGRET THAT DECISION AS CANDICE COMES CHARGING IN WITH A RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! JACKING THE JAW OF ARIA IN THAT CORNER!
Rich Russillo: CANDICE MIGHT HAVE BEEN PLAYING POSSUM, AND WHIPS ARIA TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER FOR ANOTHER RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! CANDICE RUNS OFF THE ROPES AS ARIA STAGGERS OUT OF THE CORNER, TRYING TO HALT HER MOMENTUM WITH A CLOTHESLINE!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT CANDICE DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND KEEPS THE MOMENTUM ROLLING AS SHE BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES AGAIN! NARROWLY AVOIDING A BACK ELBOW STRIKE FROM ARIA!
Rich Russillo: NOW, CANDICE REBOUNDS BACK A THIRD TIME! AND FLIES IN WITH A CROSSBODY, BUT GETS CAUGHT! CAUGHT OUT OF MID AIR BY ARIA!
Thadd Blazevich: AGAIN, THE POWER- HEY, WAIT!
Rich Russillo: FOLKS, SAORI JUST HOPPED UP ON THE APRON!
(ARIA notices the crowd reaction rise, and turns around whilst cradling Candice Blair-)
Rich Russillo: SPRINGBOARD MISSILE DROPKICK BY SAORI!
(Saori delivers a springboard missile dropkick to the back of Candice Blair, causing ARIA to fall backwards, and do an inadvertent fallaway slam that sends Candice tumbling out underneath the bottom rope.)
Rich Russillo: OH, COME ON! SAORI JUST RUINED A GREAT MATCH BETWEEN CANDICE AND ARIA THERE!
Persephone: I wouldn’t say great, but to each their own!
Rich Russillo: THE REFEREE HAS NO CHOICE! HE CALLS FOR THE BELL, THIS ONE IS OVER!
(DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!)
Thadd Blazevich: THE REFEREE HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO RULE THIS ONE A NO CONTEST, BUT I DONT THINK SAORI GIVES A DAMN AS SHE MOUNTS ARIA WITH RIGHTS!
(The referee tries to get Saori off, but Saori shoves him back, continuing to hammer away while the crowd reigns down upon her with a chorus of boos.)
Rich Russillo: SAORI’S NOW BANGING THE BACK OF ARIA’S HEAD OFF THE MAT, AND SOMEBODY HAS TO STOP THIS!
Persephone: You going to get in there, and do something about it?
Rich Russillo: No thanks!
Persephone: That’s what I thought.
(Saori drags ARIA up, and chucks her out through the middle rope where she gets to a knee ringside. Saori exits the ring-)
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA! ARIA’S SHOWING SOME FIGHT WITHIN HER AS SHE DRIVES SAORI BACK FIRST INTO THE APRON! BEGINNING TO UNLOAD WITH RIGHTS AS SAORI DOES HER BEST TO COVER UP!
Rich Russillo: ARIA GOES TO SEND SAORI FACE FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST! BUT SAORI GETS HER HANDS UP TO BLOCK IT, AND DELIVERS A BACK ELBOW TO THE ABDOMEN OF ARIA!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA STAGGERS BACK, AND SAORI DELIVERS A RIGHT HAND! WITH THESE TWO EXCHANGING BLOWS RINGSIDE! ITS TURNED INTO A HOCKEY FIGHT- BUT LOOK OUT!
(Both women turn their attention to inside the ring as-)
Rich Russillo: CANDICE BLAIR FLIES ONTO BOTH WOMEN WITH A TOPE CON HILO! WIPING THEM OUT RINGSIDE!
Persephone: Oh, fuck off!
Thadd Blazevich: I GUESS SOMEONE DIDN’T TAKE TOO KINDLY TO THE INTERFERENCE!
Rich Russillo: HONESTLY, CAN YOU BLAME HER?! AS IF CANDICE NEEDED ANOTHER REASON TO DESPISE SAORI! BUT SHE ALSO MAY HAVE CREATED A PROBLEM WITH ARIA AS WELL!
Thadd Blazevich: Granted, I think that’s the least of Candice’s concerns currently!
(Candice yells down at both women, standing tall over them as they writhe in pain on the floor. ‘So Far So Fake’ by Pierce the Veil hits, and Candice begins angrily walking away as the camera fades elsewhere with her heading up the ramp, vocally voicing her displeasure with the way her match ended.)
(Commercial for the new Marvel Rivals season with Damien Kutcher.)
(Sunday Night Voltage continues as we hear ‘RUNITUP’ by Tyler, The Creator ft. Teezo Touchdown begins to blast the PA System as out comes Cosmo Goldworthy who received a loud reaction from the crowd here tonight in El Paso, Texas! Cosmo appears to be wearing his casual attire for the evening as he makes his way to the ring, looking determined and focused as ever!)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time… COSMO “MONEY MO” GOLDWORTHY!!!
Rich Russillo: Cosmo looks focused tonight, as if he has something in mind for everyone to hear tonight. He’s coming off a big win at Wicked Games, defeating Diego Montana in a stellar match! Cosmo has been building his stock and momentum here on Voltage, as you can almost feel he’s one step closer to that next level!
Thadd Blazevich: Absolutely, Rich bro, Cosmo has been holding his own here on Voltage, and while Territorial Invasion may not have been his night to be a champion, having been a second short of denying that pinfall… That isn’t going to stop Cosmo from having chances of becoming a champion this season, and he knows it himself. He said when this season started, and I’ll bet my bottom dollar he intends on fulfilling that statement.
Persephone: You bet your… bottom dollar??? What the hell does that even mean?
Thadd Blazevich: It’s an expression, bro. I’m surprised you never heard of that before.
Persephone: Stop using those lame lingos, you fucking dork.
Thadd Blazevich: Relax, brospeh!
(Cosmo continues making his way down to the ring as he proceeds to climb up the ring steps and enter between the ropes! Cosmo looks around at the arena before calling for a microphone from a ringside official, who tosses him one. His music begins to fade as the audience reacts loudly. Cosmo hears all the noise that the crowd is making as he then begins to speak to everyone in the arena and those watching at home.)
Cosmo Goldworthy: Last week… I told you all how it was going to be. That it wasn’t going to be some pretty highlight moment for that man who threw matcha powder straight into my face, that it was going to be a straight dog walk. Diego Montana had ordered a ton of cheap shots and attacks, and last week at Wicked Games, those receipts were paid right back to that man. I intended on beating the shit out of Diego Montana, and that’s exactly what went down at Wicked Games, as not only did I do all that and more to that punk ass clown, but I ended up getting the victory over him. I’m glad I was able to smack him around, let it be known not to mess with Money Mo, especially throwing that matcha powder in my face and costing me my match against Miku all those weeks ago. It felt good, it felt right, but right now I have other intentions in mind… Because I’m not just content with just beating the crap out of Diego… I want something more!
(The crowd begins to react loudly as Cosmo pauses for a second to recollect his thoughts before continuing to speak…)
Cosmo Goldworthy: I want another shot at a championship… and I want to prove myself to get a shot at a title. Like I said before, I’m going to be a champion one way or another, and the rest of the other elitists can either like that or not. I understand that I have been on the losing end this past season, but I have also built myself up, still continuing to put up a fight no matter who that is. Getting another chance to earn a title shot after what went down at Territorial Invasion, a little over a month ago, is something I need, and it’s something I want to redeem myself for. I was this close to becoming a champion, but I was a second too late before Ashlynn Quinn retained her New Breed Championship and walked away with that feeling that I let that slip away. To finally be able to get that would be great.
(Cosmo pauses for a few seconds, re-collecting his thoughts once more before he continues to speak to everyone.)
Cosmo Goldworthy: Now is the time… Now is the time for me to get back on track, into being what I know I can be, and that’s becoming a champion. I don’t plan to spend the rest of the season waiting for another opportunity to arrive… I’m calling my shot for that chance!
(Before Cosmo can say anything else, out emerges Eden Sinclair, making her way down to the ring! Eden looks to be wearing a nice black dress for the evening as she continues her way down the aisle, whilst Cosmo looks on, noticing that Eden is approaching him…)
Rich Russillo: Eden Sinclair is coming out here now, as perhaps she may look into Cosmo’s quest of getting another opportunity to earn himself a title shot! He made some excellent points thus far, so we’ll see if Eden agrees with them.
Thadd Blazevich: Absolutely, bro! Cosmo bro made some great points, and his desire to be a champion this season cannot be understated, that’s for sure.
Persephone: YAWN! I could say the same crap, and no one would agree with those points.
Thadd Blazevich: That’s because you’re a bit of a buzzkill, broski!
Persephone: Fuck you.
(Eden Sinclair picks up a microphone that was placed on the ringsteps as she climbs up them and enters between the ropes. She has her full attention towards Cosmo as she begins to speak to him…)
Eden Sinclair: I hear you, Cosmo, and you make some compelling points for wanting another opportunity. I can respect the ambition of that, and I’m sure Captain Charisma appreciates that ambition as well. In fact, you’re not the only one with these same ambitions in mind, which is why I’m here to tell you that Captain Charisma and I have come up with something that will take place at the F*ck Your Thanksgiving show! It’s going to be a unique opportunity match where the winner will get an opportunity tailored to them specifically. You talk about wanting to earn a title shot, and this is certainly one way you can earn that opportunity.
Cosmo Goldworthy: Sounds intriguing.
Eden Sinclair: Very much so, Cosmo, and again, if you want the chance to prove yourself and move forward in this company and set out the goal that you set yourself when this season began, this is the way you can do that. It will be exactly what you are looking for, Cosmo, and it can be one way for you to redeem yourself after not being able to capture gold at Territorial Invasion this season. So, what do you say, Cosmo? Does this unique opportunity very much align with what you are hoping for?
(Cosmo thinks about it for a few seconds before answering Eden’s question as he says to her…)
Cosmo Goldworthy: Yeah… I’m fine with that. You can count me in this unique opportunity match. An opportunity tailored to whoever wins sounds enticing, and I know exactly what title I want when I win this entire thing… but I do have to ask something, Eden.
Eden Sinclair: What is it?
Cosmo Goldworthy: Who else is in this match?
(Eden shares a smirk over Cosmo’s question as she answers him by saying…)
Eden Sinclair: You’ll need to stay tuned for that, can’t let the cat out of the bag about who else will participate in this unique opportunity match. Don’t worry, though, you’ll find out in due time who else will be in this match. Good luck in your pursuit of a championship; you’re going to need it.
(Eden Sinclair drops the microphone as she leaves the ring, whilst Cosmo looks satisfied that his wish of getting a chance to earn a title match has been granted. He has a smirk on his face as Eden makes her way to the back.)
Rich Russillo: Massive news coming from Eden Sinclair, a unique opportunity match added for F*ck Your Thanksgiving supershow!! The winner of said match will earn an opportunity tailored to them, and you have to think of those in the Voltage locker room who feel the same sentiment that Cosmo has, watching on with open eyes for the thought of gaining this unique opportunity.
Thadd Blazevich: Whoever else is in this match, I’m certain Cosmo is going to do whatever it takes to outlast them and earn the opportunity he is seeking to gain. Should be an entertaining bout to say the least!
Persephone: Cosmo is going to be looking straight at the lights, or be a second too late again. Hell, maybe he’ll get matcha powder thrown at him one more time hahaha.
(Cosmo begins to leave the ring himself and makes his way into the back as the segment fades away, as we transition elsewhere in the arena. Sunday Night Voltage continues forward!)
(The camera opens to the backstage area where Sofia Clarke stands at the ready with her microphone in hand.)
Sofia Clarke: Hello everyone! It’s already shaping up as yet another exciting night here for Sunday Night Voltage! With so much underway as we begin to look towards Road to Redemption, many elitists are looking for what’s next on their plates! And joining me at this time is another elitist looking for what’s next for themself! Please welcome my guest… MIKU SAKAI!
(Sofia motions over and the camera lingers on her pulling back slightly, but no one steps in.)
Sofia Clarke: Umm… Miku… if you could—
Miku Sakai: (Off camera) UGH!!! FUCKING FINE!!!
(With that, Miku Sakai steps into the camera frame. She looks particularly sour at the moment, or at least more than she usually does.)
Miku Sakai: Millions of dollars on all the fucking cameras around here, and you bitches are too lazy to TURN?!? (She points directly at the camera man) You’re the type of guy who just lays there in bed for the girl to do all the work aren’t you?
Sofia Clarke: ummm… Miku, if we could keep things professional…
Miku Sakai: Fuck. Yeah. You’re right. (She looks at the camera man again.) I should assume a fat ass like you has lost his virginity. That probably triggered a fucking insecurity huh? For a pussy like you. That was unprofessional. I’m SOOOOOOO sorry.
Miku Sakai: …bitch.
(There’s a rumbling heard off camera.)
Camera Man: (Off camera) You know what, fuck this. I quit. Theres a Hatsune Miku body pillow waiting for me at home. I don’t need this. I have a better Miku.
(Sofia looks aghast as the camera man can be heard walking away. The camera still remains rolling though, and one of the audio guys seems to signal at Sofia to keep going. She tries to recover but is clearly flustered.)
Sofia Clarke: So… err… Miku… you’ve certainly been through the ringer the last few Marquee Live Events. What are you doing to look towards Road to Redemption and turn things around?
Miku Sakai: Well unlike the shitty production staff around this fucking company, I have had to deal with actual hardship and keep my shit together. You want me to look forward? Look at Road to Redemption? The truth is, I don’t want to look ahead at a damn thing! This company has had its sights set on fucking me over from day one! From my injury early on that shelved me for so damn long, then I have multiple tag team partners walk out on me all for their own selfish reasons and leaving me holding the bag, the few chances I’ve ever gotten at singles gold have usually ended in some kind of fuckery or having to deal with outside factors that shouldn’t have been given the chance to be there! And then my so called manager spends half a fucking year gawking like she’s never seen a wrestling match before instead of doing her damn job! It’s been a constant parade of bullshit and fuck ups! Everyone looks down on me but so much of this shit has been everything piling up AGAINST me! FUCK IT!
(The steam can almost be seen coming off of Miku Sakai as she is seething with rage.)
Sofia Clarke: Are you looking to take this and send a message to everyone else? Is this anger going to propel you forward? With all that you’ve said, where does Miku Sakai go from today?
Miku Sakai: Today… fucking… TODAY? Bitch I still haven’t fully gotten past how things went at Territorial Invasion and Wicked Games! I joined Team Voltage to try and propel myself forward, but when I needed help my teammates left me there and we end up losing to the bland ass fucks over on Dynasty! And then at Wicked Games I get roped into all this shit because Drake Armstrong attacks me while I was all alone because my sister was too busy with Diego trying to stick his Montana in her? Then it’s just a fucking wet blanket of a match for me where I didn’t even get to have the win back over him because Cody Maverick couldn’t keep up and wound up getting pinned? It was his shitty ass leadership that lost us Territorial Invasion AND Wicked Games!
Sofia Clarke: I don’t know if it’s fair to say that it’s all Cody Maverick’s fault. Many consider his performance at Territorial Invasion to have been nearly heroic, and he was caught in a pretty unwinnable situation at Wicked Games at the end.
Miku Sakai: EXCUSES! You’re going to sit there and just make fucking excuses over it when no one ever makes those excuses for my sake! No, I’ve always had to just live with what shitty fucking hand I get dealt! So no, I’m not letting him have any excuses when it is his fault that I am stuck with what’s happened to me the last several months! FUCK THAT BITCH, CODY MAVERICK!
???: Well damn you could at least take me to dinner.
(This is where the camera would usually cut over to see Cody Maverick walking up to Mikua Sakai, looking agitated. But with the cameraman having quit in the middle of the segment, it doesn’t happen. Thankfully, Cody walks into the established camera frame.)
Cody Maverick: You sure have a lot to say, as per usual. Listen, Miku. I know you’re pissed about how things have gone recently, and I get it. I’m pissed off about Territorial Invasion and Wicked Games too, probably more than anyone given what I had to go through. But I’m not going to sit back and keep tolerating the fucking disrespect you’re throwing at me.
Miku Sakai: Then you should’ve been able to follow through on literally any of what you talked about as a leader going into all the last few months! You were supposed to lead the charge on all fronts. And both matches, Territorial Invasion and Wicked Games, both ended with your ass on your back looking up at the fucking lights!
Cody Maverick: That may be. But at least I stepped up to it. Like it or not, Voltage needed a team Captain and I didn’t see anyone else stepping up to the plate. I did it because I believed I was ready and hell, it’s not like I didn’t bring my best. I brought everything I had to Brand Warfare and in case you forgot, I was the final member standing of our team. No. It didn’t go my way. And I’m not okay with that. But I refuse to stop fighting, I refuse to stop putting myself out there because the only way I ever get where I want to be in this company is by getting out there and fighting like hell! We’re on the way to Road to Redemption. How long are you gonna keep letting Brand Warfare get to you?
Miku Sakai: As long as I fucking need to, because YOU SCREWED ME OVER! If we had a better Captain then it wouldn’t have gotten to the point where we all got eliminated! You weren’t built for the job, though. You recruited a bunch of fucking idiots to the team expecting me to work perfectly with them, and now you’re taking credit for being the sole survivor as if you didn’t literally lead us to failure. All that just for your stupid ass problems with Drake Armstrong to drag us into ANOTHER loss at Wicked Games!
Cody Maverick: I’m not the only one responsible for that match happening. I wasn’t even the first to accept Drake’s challenge. That was you Miku, because you wanted “revenge” against a man that didn’t even attack you. I already accepted the fact that I couldn’t fulfill my responsibility as team Captain when Territorial Invasion came to an end, and if that wasn’t enough Drake Armstrong made sure to spend a month constantly shoving that loss in my face. I’m not going to let you of all people do the same when you were part of the same sinking ship. I’m not the only one who lost, Miku. We all did, and it’s about time we all moved on. So you can take your bullshit, your complaints, your excuses and shove it all right up your ass!
*SMACK*
(Miku rears back and slaps Cody Maverick clear across the face. Cody’s head turns and he actually pauses for a second. Almost stunned.)
Cody Maverick: Okay you little—
(Miku Sakai then swings her leg and kicks Cody directly in the groin! Cody is doubled over and Miku starts pummeling Cody until he drops to the floor! She lays in a few kicks before standing over him.)
Miku Sakai: SHOVE THAT UP YOUR ASS, FUCK FACE!
(Miku then spits down on Cody who is still clutching his groin. Miku walks away and Cody looks up at her, in pain and angry as the camera fades.)
(Commercial for Taco Bell. Live Mas, not long.)
(Voltage opens up inside the guerilla area and EAW Hall of Famer, Chris Elite, is seen pacing around. In a few minutes, he is scheduled to face off against Selina Reyes, who will no doubt be flanked by her new mentor, Minerva. After what happened at Wicked Games, Chris has been thoroughly confused and reeling. He lost the match to Minerva, which annoys him, but in a way, he didn’t lose. That also annoys him. He shakes his head, trying to will himself to focus, but the sound of familiar laughter takes him right out of his own head.)
(Minerva steps into the frame, and she is all smiles. Earlier in the night, Minerva established herself, Selina, and Daniella Atlas, as the trio that would turn Voltage upside down. Needless to say, the orange-haired vixen was feeling herself and as soon as her eyes settled on Chris Elite, she licked her blood red lips. Chris scowls in return and puts his hands on his hips.)
Chris Elite: If you’re comin’ to gloat, save it. I don’t wanna hear it.
Minerva: Oh I have certainly come to gloat, but not about the fact I beat you.
(Minerva closes the distance between Chris and herself, and traces her finger down his chest.)
Minerva: I came to gloat about what happened AFTER the match.
(Chris slaps her finger away and takes a step back.)
Chris Elite: Yo… look. Th-
(Minerva puts her finger to his lips.)
Minerva: That was amazing. The kiss was amazing.
Chris Elite: Oh.
(A silence settles between the two former world champions and it’s Chris who finally speaks first.)
Chris Elite: Look, maybe the shit was a moment of weakness on my part, or whatever, but your ass was playin’ games for weeks.
Minerva: I can understand why you assumed I was playing games, but I can assure you I wasn’t. There has always been some underlying tension between the two of us, going back years, and when I approached you, I WASN’T looking to have a match. I approached you because I wanted to test the waters and see if there was a spark between us. You jumped to conclusions, thinking I was going to turn on you like I did TLA… and that’s fair.
(Minerva sighs, but she shows absolutely no remorse for starting her season by going after TLA months ago.)
Minerva: There’s never been bad blood between TLA and I, but I needed to follow up Pain for Pride by making a statement. That’s what I did, and now I’m looking to help mold the future. Selina Reyes and Daniella Atlas are that future when it comes to Elite Answers Wrestling and as for my future? Well…
(A coy smile crosses Minerva’s face.)
Minerva: That’s why I approached you, Bhris.
Chris Elite: I’m not about to entertain any bullshit about your future, because honestly, I don’t even know if I trust you like that. I don’t know what happened between you and the Vegemite King, but I ain’t here to be a rebound.
(Minerva giggles and twirls a strand of orange hair around her finger.)
Minerva: I can assure you I’ve had multiple rebounds since my marriage dissolved, but I’m not looking for something serious either. But when you kissed me after Wicked Games, there was a spark and you can’t deny that. I always felt like there would be, but obviously the two of us never acted on anything.
(Chris says nothing. He’s a lot of things, both good and bad, but one thing he’s not is a liar. He felt the spark too, and clearly he’s attracted to Minerva. Most of the male population was because she’s beautiful. Finally he just looks at her and shrugs his shoulders.)
Chris Elite: Well it happened, and there’s not really anything else to say. Of course there was something there, and ya, we been taunting one another for years, but there’s also been some bad blood there. How was I supposed to know that you wanted to do something other than try and beat my ass? I don’t regret gettin’ caught up in the moment last week; shit was a long time coming. But now? I don’t know, Siobhan. I can’t really get a read on you and shit bugs the hell out of me.
Minerva: There’s really nothing to get a read on. I think I’ve made my intentions pretty clear on all of this, and if you want more transparency from me? I really enjoyed it.
(Chris had too, but he’s still unsure of this whole situation. His guard is up, especially knowing that Minerva is going to be at ringside for his match against Selina. Minerva tilts her head and looks at him with her piercing ice-blue eyes.)
Minerva: What are you thinking?
Chris Elite: Fuck if I know at this point. Maybe I should have heard ya out before I jumped to conclusions but at the same time, I’m trying to get my own shit together. I finally broke through last season and reminded people why I’m a former world champ and Hall of Famer, and if I’m keepin’ it a buck, things haven’t gone the way I want this season. I coulda taken the EAW Championship off of Adam at Bloodsport. I coulda done better in Brand Warfare. I coulda beaten you last week. Coulda… coulda.. coulda. I don’t want a repeat of the last however many years where I gotta listen to everyone talkin’ shit and puttin’ me down. I work to damn hard to become a fucking punchline again, and I don’t need any distractions either.
(Minerva slowly nods.)
Minerva: So what you’re saying is that I’m a distraction for you…
(Chris throws his hands up.)
Chris Elite: Man I don’t know! That’s why this shit is so confusing!
Minerva: When you overthink something, it does tend to get complicated. Take it from me. Last season was absolute hell for me, and all I did was dwell and stew, and let it drive me crazy. My life, personally and professionally, fell apart. I blamed everyone. I blamed myself. Trust me, I went through all the motions and then I finally decided to take control of everything. I righted my career and ended the season on the biggest high I possibly could. Sometimes you just have to throw caution to the wind, Bhris.
(Minerva takes a step forward to close the gap between the two of them. She bites down on her bottom lip and looks Chris in his eyes. She sees there’s clear suspicion there and when Chris steps back to put the space back between them, Minerva sighs.)
Minerva: What now?
Chris Elite: How do I know that you’re not trying to distract me right now and fuck with my head since I’m about to get into the ring with ya girl?
(Minerva raises an eyebrow.)
Minerva: Are you serious right now?
Chris Elite: Deadass.
(She simply shakes her head.)
Minerva: Oh Bhristopher. The whole reason I’ve joined forces with Selina and Daniella is because I KNOW both of them are capable of beating anyone put in front of them and that includes you. I don’t need to mess with you, or distract you, or play games with you in order to get Selina a victory.
Chris Elite: That’s what you think?
Minerva: It’s what I know. In fact…
(A thought comes to mind and a mischievous smirk spreads across Minerva’s face.)
Minerva: How about we make a wager?
Chris Elite: A wager?
Minerva: Mmhm. When Selina beats you tonight, you owe me a date.
Chris Elite: :comeagain:
(Chris laughs in spite of himself.)
Chris Elite: You’re crazy as hell.
Minerva: I’m a Scorpio.
Chris Elite: Shit don’t mean anything to me.
(Minerva places her index finger on Chris’ lips to shush him.)
Minerva: When Selina beats you tonight, you take me out on a date. If you somehow manage to defeat her, I’ll take you out on a date.
Chris Elite: So you’re getting a date with me regardless?
(Minerva lets out a sultry laugh and gestures to herself.)
Minerva: I think I’m the prize here. Do we have a deal?
(She extends her hand, and Chris just looks at it. After a few moments, he takes it and they shake.)
Chris Elite: Deal.
(Minerva doesn’t let go. She pulls Chris in and brushes a kiss across his lips. Her lips go towards his ear, playfully tugging at his earlobe before she whispers something to him. Chris turns red and snatches his hand away from her, and walks away, muttering something under his breath. Minerva giggles and watches him go, but the moment is soon broken as Selina walks up to her.)
Selina Reyes: I really don’t get what you see in him.
(Minerva has a thoughtful expression on her face. After a moment, she turns and looks at Selina.)
Minerva: Just make sure you win tonight.
Selina Reyes: As if that wasn’t already the plan.
(Selina gives her mentor a confident smirk and Minerva returns it. They link arms and start walking towards the entrance as Voltage fades out.)
(Commercial for the new movie ‘Chainsaw Man: Reze Arc’ with Harper Lee. In theaters now.)
(The camera shot returns to ringside as Bella Braxton is standing front and center in the ring as she is ready to begin the introductions for the next match. )
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(“Invincible” by Pop Smoke starts to play and the crowd cheers as Chris Elite enters the arena. Elite tries his best to focus on the match ahead of him, brushing off what previously happened for now as he just shakes his head. Chris begins making his way down the ramp, staring towards the ring as he appears to be ready for the match ahead.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first and making his way to the ring. From Brooklyn, New York. Weighing 210 pounds! Here is “GAWD! GIVEN! GREATNESS!” CHRIS ELITE!
Rich Russillo: Here comes Chris Elite heading to the ring for singles action and even though Elite didn’t win at Wicked Games, his night didn’t exactly end on a bad note.
Persephone: Are you talking about when he was playing tonsil hockey with that crazy bitch. That was disgusting.
Thadd Blazevich: Whatever way you look at him, something is brewing there. But right now, Elite is looking to get back on track with a victory in this match… if he can stay focused.
(Elite enters the ring and takes a corner as his entrance music is replaced by ‘My Own Summer’ by Deftones. The crowd starts booing as Selina Reyes enters the arena. Following closely behind is Minerva. When Elite sees Minerva, you can see his mood change. He tries to keep a smile off his face as the ladies head to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing his opponent! Being accompanied to the ring by Minerva! From San Antonio, Texas! Weighing 117 pounds! Here is “THE ORYX QUEEN” SELINA REYES!
Persephone: Gawd, here they come. The double bitch brigade. Do you see Elite in the ring right now after he saw Minerva? I am about to puke.
Thadd Blazevich: Selina also had a match at Wicked Games and she came within an eyelash of becoming the Hardcore Champion.
Rich Russillo: But now she gets a chance to get back on track with a victory over a Hall of Famer and former World Champion in Chris Elite. Who will win? We are about to find out!
(Selina enters the ring as Minerva takes her place at ringside. Chris looks over at Minerva and still has a small smile on his face before turning back to Selina as her music fades off. The referee checks both competitors before calling for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Here we go! This match is underway and here are two competitors who are looking to get back on track with a victory in this match.
Thadd Blazevich: Both competitors circle each other before locking up and Chris easily gets the early advantage with a side headlock. Not hard to do when you have almost 100 pounds on your opponent, bro.
Persephone: Look at this bitch Minerva at ringside. She thinks she’s hiding it, but we can see the subtle smile on her face. Damn, she makes me sick.
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, you don’t even know what she’s smiling about. But right now, Elite has the advantage as he brings Selina down to the mat.
Rich Russillo: Selina has her hands in position AND SHE KICKS UP ALMOST INTO A HANDSTAND BEFORE FLIPPING OVER AND GETTING FREE OF THE HEADLOCK AND GETTING BACK TO HER FEET!
Persephone: Elite looks shocked, but it’s amusing to see him with that stupid look on his face. Then again, he always has that look on his face.
Rich Russillo: Elite gets back to his feet and HE GOES FOR A RIGHT HAND AND SELINA DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY! Now Selina hits the ropes before coming back and ducking the clothesline for Chris.
Persephone: Now she runs to the ropes to the other side and comes back as he stupid tries to grab her by the waist AND SHE COUNTERS WITH A HEADSCISSORS! WHOOP DE DO!!
Thadd Blazevich: Elite was sent halfway across the ring as he quickly gets back to his feet BUT IS MET WITH A LEAPING CLOTHESLINE FROM SELINA!
Rich Russillo: Chris is down but Selina brings him back to his feet and HITS HIM WITH A DROPKICK THAT SENDS HIM BACK INTO THE TURNBUCKLES! Elite is in the corner as Selina backs up–
Thadd Blazevich: SELINA RUNS FULL SPEED TO THE CORNER AND LEAPS UP FOR A MONKEY FLIP–
Persephone: THAT BALD BASTARD LANDED ON HIS FEET! HOW THE HELL DID HE DO THAT?
Thadd Blazevich: He’s very athletic, dude. Selina quickly gets back to her feet AND SHE RUNS RIGHT INTO A DISCUS LARIAT FROM CHRIS ELITE AND SELINA CRASHES TO THE MAT!
Rich Russillo: She is down and Elite actually looks over his shoulder at Minerva before he hits the ropes and HITS THE LEG DROP ACROSS SELINA’S CHEST!
Persephone: Oh for the love of gawd. He needs to stop making kissy faces with this crazy bitch and focus on winning the match.
Rich Russillo: That’s exactly what he is doing as he brings Selina back to her feet and whips her to the ropes. Selina with the rebound as Elite ducks down for the back body drop–
Persephone: HE GOT KICKED RIGHT IN THE FACE! That’s one of the oldest tricks in the book and he fell for it like the idiot that he is. Elite flies back like a bigger idiot as Selina backs up towards the ropes.
Thadd Blazevich: Selina comes back AND LEAVES HER FEET AND HIS A MODIFIED METEORA ON CHRIS! HIS LEGS GO FLYING UP AND SELINA HOOKS ONE FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
Rich Russillo: CHRIS KICKS OUT! Near fall for Selina as Chris scrambles to get back to his feet AND SELINA FIRES BACK WITH A CHOP TO THE CHEST! LISTEN TO THE CROWD’S REACTION!
Persephone: They sound so stupid! They are acting like she chopped his nipple off and into the fourth row. I can literally feel my brain melting listening to these morons.
Thadd Blazevich: Well Selina doesn’t just stop at one chop. She keeps firing chest chop after chest chop backing Elite into the corner. Elite’s chest is red after all those chops.
Persephone: There’s a corner joke here somewhere, but looking at these two, their faces are enough of a joke.
Thadd Blazevich: Elite is in the corner as SELINA RUNS FULL SPEED! SHE MIGHT BE LOOKING FOR A MONKEY FLIP AGAIN–
Rich Russillo: ELITE WITH A BACK ELBOW THAT STAGGERS SELINA BACK! Elite now finds himself on the second rope.
Persephone: He’s probably going to screw something up.
Rich Russillo: Selina turns around AND ELITE JUMPS OFF THE SECOND ROPE AND CATCHES SELINA WITH A MODIFIED SPRINGBOARD FACEBREAKER! ELITE’S KNEE GOES RIGHT INTO SELINA’S JAW!
Persephone: Hopefully it broke her jaw so we can have one less idiot on this show.
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, sadistic as always but Selina is down as Elite pulls her to the center of the ring and goes for the cover!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
Rich Russillo: SELINA GETS HER SHOULDER UP AT TWO! Elite is keeping control with another side headlock on Selina to keep her ground and to neutralize her offense.
Thadd Blazevich: Meanwhile, we see Minerva at ringside with an expressionless look on her face. I wonder what is going through her mind.
Persephone: Probably air as she struggles to cheer for her “friend” Selina or her “friend”
Thadd Blazevich: You are worse than a supermarket tabloid.
Rich Russillo: Selina is starting to get back to her feet as he gets to her knees AND THROWS ELBOWS INTO ELITE’S RIBS TO GET FREE AND GET BACK TO HER FEET!
Persephone: Look at her not doing something stupid for once! It’s a miracle. Maybe she is still recovering from getting her brains bashed in by Dr. Dumbwhore.
Rich Russillo: Selina is free as she goes to grab Elite and send him to the corner, BUT SHE IS REVERSED AND SHE IS THE ONE THAT ENDS UP IN THE CORNER!
Persephone: Yeah because trying to throw someone almost double your weight is the most brainiac thing you can do in a match like this. Think, genius. Think!
Thadd Blazevich: Selina is against the turnbuckles as ELITE RUNS FULL SPEED FOR A SHOULDER TACKLE, BUT SELINA JUMPS UP AT THE LAST SECOND AND ELITE GOES SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RING POST! THAT WAS AN UGLY THUD RIGHT THERE!
Rich Russillo: Selina now has her legs wrapped around Elite’s waist as she is sitting on his back AS SHE USES ALL THE FORCE SHE CAN AND TAKES CHRIS ELITE UP AND OVER WITH A SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB!
Thadd Blazevich: The back of Elite’s head crashes hard on the mat as Selina quickly stacks Elite up and goes for the cover!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHH-
Persephone: He kicked out. That was a big surprise.
Thadd Blazevich: Another close near fall for Selina as she brings Elite up into a sitting position before wrapping legs around Elite’s neck in the headscissor position–
Rich Russillo: Selina turns him around AND STARTS SMASHING HIS HEAD INTO THE GROUND!! OHH BABY!! Good thing this is a legal move or else the referee should give her twenty minutes to stop that.
Persephone: You are a sick fuck, Rich. Never say that shit again. Look at that bitch Minerva. She’s probably very jealous that she’s not the one doing that to Elite. At least there is a benefit to doing that to a dumb bald fuck. No saddle burn afterwards.
Rich Russillo: What the fuck is wrong with YOU!?! Sounds like you are just a little bit jealous that it’s not you.
Persephone: Call me jealous again like that and I will end you. Don’t try me.
Thadd Blazevich: Meanwhile, Selina has stopped the smashing, dudes. Dude, Elite looks so confused that he doesn’t know where he is.
Persephone: That’s his natural look. Nothing new.
Rich Russillo: Stop that. But Selina still has the headscissors locked in. NOW SHE IS BENDING BACKWARDS AND BRIDGING! THAT’S A MODIFIED FIGURE FOUR NECKLOCK! THAT IS A SUBMISSION, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, what a way to go like that.
Persephone: Don’t you start with that shit, Blazevich, or you will be next on my ending list.
Thadd Blazevich: As you can see, Selina is bridged enough and far enough back that Elite is going to struggle getting to her along with the fact that there is a horrible torque on Elite’s neck.
Rich Russillo: The referee is right there to check and see if Elite wants to give it up because Selina does have some leg strength that could cost Elite the match.
Persephone: That was probably the least perverted way you could have said that. Doesn’t mean you still aren’t a pervert.
Rich Russillo: Elite looks like he is fading, BUT HE IS ABLE TO PUSH OFF OF HIS KNEES AND START GETTING TO HIS FEET AND SELINA IS STILL WRAPPED AROUND HIS NECK LIKE A SCARF!!
Persephone: There are no words that I can say right now that can make this disgusting sight any better.
Thadd Blazevich: Elite has made it back to his feet and he walks over to the corner AND HE USES WHATEVER POWER HE CAN MUSTER TO SEND SELINA FLYING FORWARD AND CRASHING FACE FIRST INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Rich Russillo: I think her head might have caught the ringpost, but Selina hit the turnbuckle with a splat before she fell into the corner in a sitting position.
Thadd Blazevich: Selina is trying to shake the cobwebs loose AS ELITE RUNS FULL SPEED INTO THE CORNER AND DRIVES HIS KNEES RIGHT INTO SELINA’S FACE!!
Persephone: Did you see her head and neck snap back after that? That was kind of brutal. No blood, so it’s not as satisfying.
Thadd Blazevich: THAT WAS THE “HAWK ‘EM” BY CHRIS ELITE AND SELINA COULD HAVE A CONCUSSION RIGHT NOW AS ELITE AGAIN DRAGS HER OUT OF THE CORNER AND HOOKS THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEE–
Rich Russillo: SELINA KICKS OUT RIGHT BEFORE THREE! THAT WAS A VERY CLOSE NEAR FALL FOR THE HALL OF FAMER AS HE BRINGS SELINA BACK TO HER FEET!
Persephone: I bet the next move will be just as useless as the last seven thousand.
Rich Russillo: Elite has the facelock applied as he puts Selina’s arm into the hammerlock for the “Face Value” DDT–
Persephone: This bitch is trying to block it! Newsflash!! You are not going to overpower her. Hate to break it to you.
Thadd Blazevich: SELINA TRIES TO LIFT HIM UP AGAIN AND SHE GOT HIM OFF HIS FEET AS HIS FEET LAND ON THE MIDDLE ROPE–
Rich Russillo: SELINA USES THAT AS A SPRINGBOARD TO TAKE ELITE UP AND OVER WITH A MODIFIED NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX! SELINA QUICKLY BRIDGES UP TO STEAL IT HERE!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEE–
Thadd Blazevich: ELITE KICKS OUT AT TWO!! WOW THAT WAS CLOSE, BUT LOOK! ELITE STILL HAS THE HAMMERLOCK ON SELINA’S ARM!!
Persephone: She didn’t think that through did she?
Thadd Blazevich: Elite quickly gets himself and Selina back into position AND THIS TIME ELITE IS SUCCESSFUL AS HE PLANTS SELINA WITH THE “FACE VALUE”!
Rich Russillo: HAMMERLOCK DDT SENDS SELINA REYES HEAD FIRST INTO THE MAT AND ELITE QUICKLY GOES FOR THE COVER! THAT COULD END IT HERE!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEE!
Persephone: OH COME ON!!!
Rich Russillo: Selina barely got the shoulder up as the referee was coming down for the three count, but she did and Chris is even a little shocked at that. Give Selina credit.
Persephone: I don’t have to give her anything.
Thadd Blazevich: You should, but that’s not the point. The point right now is that Selina is down and barely moving and Elite drags her closer to the corner.
Rich Russillo: Selina not moving here and Chris Elite has a chance here to put his opponent away as he makes his climb to the top rope.
Thadd Blazevich: Elite has his footing on the top turnbuckle as he tries to find his balance–
Persephone: BAHAHAHAHA! THAT BITCH WAS PLAYING POSSUM!!
Thadd Blazevich: Selina is able to get back to her feet AND DELIVER A PALM STRIKE TO THE KNEECAP! ELITE LOSES HIS BALANCE AND HE HAS AN UGLY LANDING ON THAT TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Rich Russillo: Elite didn’t sprain any ankles where he landed but he might be singing a different tune for a little while.
Persephone: Minerva will be so disappointed.
Rich Russillo: Will you quit that?
Persephone: No.
Thadd Blazevich: Selina got herself back into this match as she decided to climb up to the top rope as well. She finds her footing on the top turnbuckle BEFORE JUMPING UP–
Rich Russillo: SHE HAS HER LEGS AROUND ELITE’S NECK ONE MORE TIME BEFORE SELINA FLIPS BACK OFF THE TOP ROPE AND SPIKES ELITE’S HEAD ON THE MAT!!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO THAT WAS A GNARLY POISONRANA FROM THE TOP ROPE! ELITE COULD HAVE BROKEN HIS NECK OFF THAT MOVE!
Persephone: If we were only so lucky.
Thadd Blazevich: CHRIS ELITE IS NOT MOVING AS SELINA CRAWLS OVER TO CHRIS AND ROLLS HIM ONTO HIS BACK AND MANAGES TO HOOK THE LEG FOR THE COVER! OH WHAT AN UPSET THIS WILL BE, BRO!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEE!
Rich Russillo: SHE GOT IT… NO!! THE REFEREE IS CALLING IT A TWO COUNT! HOLY CRAP! THAT WAS DANGEROUSLY CLOSE! SELINA ONLY MILLISECONDS AWAY FROM ONE OF THE BIGGEST VICTORIES OF HER CAREER!
Persephone: But she didn’t so unfortunately this match has to continue.
Rich Russillo: Selina is trying to figure out what she has to do in order to win this match. Elite is on his back so she decides to grab Elite’s legs and go for a submission.
Persephone: I don’t think she should go for a submission because it really doesn’t provide the type of torture that I like, but whatever. You do you, bitch.
Thadd Blazevich: Selina steps through the legs in the hopes of applying the sharpshooter to do damage to Elite back–
Rich Russillo: SELINA REACHED DOWN AND ELITE HAD ENOUGH AWARENESS TO GRAB SELINA BY THE HEAD AND TAKE HER OVER! ELITE HAS AN INSIDE CRADLE AND SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEE!
Thadd Blazevich: WAIT A SECOND! SELINA WAS ABLE ROLL OVER TO GET HER SHOULDERS OFF THE MAT AND REVERSE THE PIN! NOW ELITE’S SHOULDERS ARE DOWN OFF THE INSIDE CRADLE!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEE!
Persephone: OH COME ON!! END THIS MATCH!
Thadd Blazevich: Ladies and dudes, that is Persephone talk for Chris Elite kicked out at two and this match continues.
Rich Russillo: But competitors tanks have got to be running on the low side as they have both hit some major moves in this match and have both taken some damage.
Persephone: Not enough to end this match, but whatever.
Rich Russillo: Selina is the first to her feet as she grabs Elite and tries to whip him to the ropes, but Elite reverses. Selina goes to the ropes. Selina rebounds as Chris grabs her and goes for a sidewalk slam–
Persephone: BUT THAT BITCH IS ABLE TO COUNTER ONCE AGAIN! THIS TIME WITH A TILT A WHIRL HEADSCISSORS SENDING BALDY ACROSS THE RING AND INTO THE CORNER!
Thadd Blazevich: Selina’s leg strength continues to pay dividends for her as she runs towards the corner AND HITS ELITE WITH THE EUROPEAN UPPERCUT IN THE CORNER!
Rich Russillo: Selina is feeling pretty good as Elite comes stumbling out of the corner. Selina turns around–
Thadd Blazevich: “SNOOZE”! BRO, ELITE HIT THE SNOOZE BUTTON AND SELINA MIGHT HAVE HAD HER LIGHTS KNOCKED OUT!
Persephone: That a stupid name for an uppercut but it actually looked effective for once, BUT HE ISN’T GOING FOR THE COVER!! YOU DUMB BASTARD!!
Thadd Blazevich: Elite wants to do more damage to make sure this match ends. He brings Selina back to her feet and has her in the gutwrench position BEFORE LIFTING HER IN THE AIR!
Rich Russillo: ELITE SHOWING SOME POWER AS HE WALKS TOWARDS THE CENTER OF THE RING AND PLANTS HER WITH THE SITOUT POWERBOMB! DAMN! THAT COULD HAVE KNOCKED HER SPINE OUT OF ALIGNMENT!
Persephone: Hopefully the whiplash effect was enough to do the job as Baldy stacks up the other one and goes for the cover! COME ON ALREADY!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEE!
Rich Russillo: SELINA KICKED OUT! SHE KICKED OUT RIGHT BEFORE AND I MEAN RIGHT BEFORE THE REFEREE HIT THE MAT FOR THE THIRD COUNT! THAT WAS SO CLOSE!!
Persephone: Not close enough. That means this match continues and the look of shock on Baldy’s face might actually be worth this match going an extra minute or two.
Thadd Blazevich: Elite drags Selina back to the corner and Elite is going to try his luck once again by climbing to the top rope! This could be big if he hits it.
Rich Russillo: Selina hasn’t moved after the powerbomb as Elite finds his balance BEFORE FLIPPING BACK AND GOING FOR THE PEOPLE’S MOONSAULT–
Thadd Blazevich: SHE ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY! SELINA ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND AND ELITE CRASHES AND BURNS ON THE MAT!
Persephone: BAHAHAHAHAHA I COULD HAVE TOLD YOU THAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN! IF AT FIRST YOU DON’T SUCCEED, HIGH FLYING MOVES ARE NOT FOR YOU!
Rich Russillo: Elite is holding his ribs in pain as Selina drags Elite to the corner. Elite is sitting in the corner as Selina backs up–
Thadd Blazevich: SELINA RUNS FULL SPEED TO THE CORNER AND SHE BLASTS ELITE WITH THE HIP ATTACK! GOOD GRIEF! BRO, IT’S ELITE’S TURN TO HAVE HIS HEAD AND NECK SNAP BACK! “KNOCKOUT SMASH” BY SELINA!
Persephone: He’s still conscious, so I am not satisfied.
Rich Russillo: Well, he very well could be as Selina drags Elite out of the corner off the “Knockout Smash” with all her might and hooks the leg for the cover!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!
Persephone: OF COURSE HE KICKS OUT! WHY NOT?
Thadd Blazevich: Elite is trying to recover as Selina waits for the perfect moment. Selina is ending it here and now.
Persephone: Gawd I hope so!
Thadd Blazevich: Elite is on his knees AS SELINA RUNS IN WITH THE “ALAMO KNEE” STRIKE–
Rich Russillo: “SNOOZE”! ELITE GOT THE UPPERCUT AND SELINA FALLS BACKWARDS INTO THE ROPES!
Thadd Blazevich: ELITE IS BACK TO HIS FEET AS HE HITS THE ROPES TO BUILD MOMENTUM-
Rich Russillo: BEFORE GETTING CAUGHT WITH THE ALAMO KNEE!!!!! THE ALAMO KNEE CONNECTS OFF THE REBOUND, AND NOW SELINA REYES QUICKLY DRAGS HERSELF OVER CHRIS ELITE FOR THE COVER!!!!
OOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: CHRIS ELITE GOT HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Persephone: BUT MINERVA PUSHES HIS FOOT OFF BEFORE THE REFEREE COULD SEE IT!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“My Own Summer” starts playing again as Selina rolls off of Chris to catch her breath. The fans boo seeing Selina pick up the victory, but Selina slowly gets back up, glad to have picked up the victory. As she does so, Bella Braxton announces the final decision of the match.)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner… SELINA REYES!!
Rich Russillo: What a great match between these two competitors in a match that could have gone either way. In the end it ends in slightly controversial fashion, but Selina Reyes was able to pick up a huge win against a Hall of Famer!
Thadd Blazevich: Hey dude, sucks it ended like that, but let’s look on the bright side! You remember what that bet from Minerva was about, so from the looks of it, things aren’t all bad for bro.
Persephone: Ugh, don’t remind me. I don’t really need to see Chris and Minerva ever interact again.
(The referee raises Selina’s arm in victory as Chris slowly begins to stir. He sits up, and when he does, he turns and looks at Minerva. Minerva has a grin on her face as she looks at Chris, before getting inside of the ring to join Selina. During this, Chris just shakes his head, unsure of what to think.)
Persephone: God, I hate this place.
Rich Russillo: Minerva may have gotten involved at the end, but Selina Reyes did a fantastic job tonight and this is the kind of victory that can definitely help push her forward. Selina has gained some serious momentum, and as for Chris, I suppose we’ll see what’s next! I can say this much, though. I doubt we’ll see as much hostility between Chris and Minerva as we would for anyone else who’d do this to Chris.
Thadd Blazevich: Well, I think last week said everything, dude. Things have definitely taken an unexpected turn between Minerva and Chris, but that’s none of our business, bro. Congrats to Selina Reyes, that was a real deal victory.
(Selina Reyes and Minerva begin to make their way out of the ring, with Minerva and Chris sharing one more look towards each other on Minerva’s way out. Chris seems to be beside himself after his loss tonight, half of him annoyed after losing and the other half amused. As Minerva and Selina make their way up the ramp, Voltage fades from ringside.)
(Promotional ad for Super Voltage: F*ck Your Thanksgiving, where Bronson Daniels faces Jon Kelton.)
(Voltage fades backstage where Sofia Clarke is standing by.)
Sofia Clarke: It’s been a hell of a night here on Voltage and we still have our main event left to take place. The EAW Champion, Adam Lucas, is set to take on the Cash in the Vault holder, Hans Grayson, in what promises to be a spectacular match. But before we get to that, I have a special guest joining me. Ladies and gentlemen… please welcome the aforementioned EAW World Champion… Adam Lucas!
(The camera zooms out and the champion is seen standing to Sofia’s left. The crowd watching at the ringside area gives Adam a mixed reaction, but he doesn’t seem to care. Sofia smiles at him.)
Sofia Clarke: Adam, thank you for joining me.
Adam Lucas: Of course.
Sofia Clarke: Last week at Wicked Games, your wife, the EAW Hardcore Champion, Dr. Bethany Blue, certainly made her presence felt when she got involved in your championship defense against TLA. Do you have anything to say in regards to that?
(Adam more or less scoffs. If people were expecting him to feel any sort of remorse over what happened with Bethany and TLA, they were going to be sorely disappointed.)
Adam Lucas: TLA had it coming.
(This is met with resounding jeers and Adam chuckles.)
Adam Lucas: Look, Beth is her own woman and she has her own way of handling things. TLA dug his own grave when he put his hands on her a couple of weeks ago and she wasn’t just gunna let it go. We’ve all seen how ruthless Beth can be, especially when she’s been wronged, and TLA paid the price of his stupidity. I promised to leave Wicked Games with this championship still on my shoulder and that’s exactly what happened. Can’t say I’m too bothered with how that happened, to be honest.
(Adam looks at the glittering EAW Championship on his shoulder and smirks. He had the biggest target on his back coming into Season 19 due to all the main eventers and cash-in opportunities on Voltage, but so far, he’d conquered every challenge put in front of him and didn’t look to slow down. Sofia notices the gleam in Adam’s eyes and she continues on with the interview.)
Sofia Clarke: That’s fair, Adam, and at the end of the day, you’re still the champion. What’s next for you and the EAW Championship?
Adam Lucas: Short-term? I plan to beat Hans Grayson tonight and send a statement to everyone who’s ready to see my championship reign come to an end. I had a lot of people saying that I wouldn’t last very long on Voltage as the world champion this particular season, but those same naysayers who were looking at the cash-ins are the same ones who forgot the absolute hell I had to go through to even get this championship. At every turn last season, I was screwed over for a plethora of different reasons and truthfully, it wore me down. By the time Fighting Spirit rolled around and it was between Jake and myself to see who would challenge Machina at Pain for Pride, I knew damn well that I had no other choice but to finally get the noose off my neck.
(A smile crosses Adam’s face as he thinks back to the emotions he experienced after beating Jake inside of Barbed Wire Massacre X.)
Adam Lucas: No way I was losing at Pain for Pride, and when I beat Michael Machina for this title, I knew that come Season 19 I was going to make this championship reign one of best Voltage has seen in a long time. But hey, that wasn’t really the narrative people wanted to run with. They wanted to count me out as soon as they saw who all got drafted to my brand.
(An annoyed look crosses Adam’s face and rightfully so. As the face of Voltage, its premiere champion, he’s the focal point and not those who are chasing him or wielding various opportunities to take his title from him. He’s not the type to entertain the thought of taking a backseat to anyone.)
Adam Lucas: I guess I didn’t do anything to silence the critics either when Chris Elite pinned me to open the season, but shit happens. I’m not immune to it, and neither is anyone else. But since then? I’ve put down every single person who’s stepped up to the plate and tried to take this title from me. I’ve been the very definition of a dominant champion and the King of Elite? The Cash in the Vault holder? The 24/7 Contract holder? Where are they? Seems like right now at least two of ‘em are squabbling amongst themselves and the third lacks any sort of testicular fortitude to make good on his cash-in, so that puts me in a pretty good position to continue successfully defending my championship.
(Sofia gives Adam a bright smile.)
Sofia Clarke: Which brings us to Road to Redemption and the Extreme Elimination Chamber.
(Adam nods.)
Adam Lucas: So it does, but before that, Captain Charisma announced a special Voltage the weekend of Thanksgiving. As much as I’m looking forward to winning a second Extreme Elimination Chamber, I got something else on my mind.
Sofia Clarke: What’s that?
Adam Lucas: Hell, I’ll defend this championship at ‘F*ck Your Thanksgiving’!
(That brought forth cheers and a smirk crosses Adam’s face.)
Adam Lucas: There’s plenty of people on this roster that I’m sure are willing to step up and try to play spoiler. It may be crazy to wanna defend this title so close to Road to Redemption, but I’ve never been a coward. I said I’d be a fighting champion… ready to defend this belt whenever, so consider this an open to challenge to the entire Voltage roster. Someone’s gotta have the balls to step up. Maybe one of these assholes with their special little opportunities will step up to the plate?
(Adam shrugs.)
Adam Lucas: Then again, after I’m done with Hans tonight, I’m sure they’ll all be rethinking going after the EAW Championship.
???: That’s a bold statement to make.
(Hans Grayson steps into frame, and he’s not really amused at the moment. Considering what happened earlier tonight with Drake Armstrong and now Adam’s words, Hans is ready to just step into the ring and take care of business. He folds his arms over his chest and narrows his gaze at Adam.)
Hans Grayson: What makes you so sure you’ve got this match already won?
(Adam looks down at the CITV briefcase clutched in Hans’ hand and he chuckles.)
Adam Lucas: Before I say anything else, good for you for finally growing a pair and putting Armstrong in his place. I doubt he stays there for long, but at least you finally made a statement.
(Hans doesn’t reply.)
Adam Lucas: Now to answer your question, why do I think this match is already won? Because I’m the world champion and I set the standard here on Voltage. I’ve been waiting for a chance like this to show you and everyone else that when it comes to this brand, it’s me that’s become the face of it. You’ve had a good season and I’m not about to shortchange you, or Drake and Kai, for that matter considering you three won arguably the most difficult match in EAW history, but I’m getting bored listening to people talk about when one of you may or may not cash in. There’s been ample opportunity for any of you to call your shot, and trust me, I’ve been waiting. Frankly, I think Kai’s come to realize that at this stage of his career, a world title is a bit of a reach for him. He’s clearly not ready for a step like that, and honestly, if he thinks the Hardcore Championship is more in line with what he’s suited for, then he better wait until someone overachieves and actually takes that title from Beth.
(Adam pauses to let that sink in before he continues.)
Adam Lucas: But yourself and Armstrong? You two have been touted as the future since the moment you both got here. There’s no reason either of you should be resting on your laurels at this point unless both of you are scared of having the world in the palm of your respective hand and failing. It’s a possibility, isn’t it, Hans? I won’t speak to the pressure you might feel as the Cash in the Vault holder, but I know what comes along with being King of Elite. You don’t get the element of surprise. You have to just call your shot and make sure you’re able to win. If not, that win and that crown has amounted to nothing and we both know that Armstrong is a coward. He’s going to hang on to that thing until he’s forced to use it, but what’s your excuse? I’ve been down and out. I’ve been beaten and battered. You could cash in before our match tonight, or even after it. But I don’t think you’re gunna do it.
Hans Grayson: You sound so sure of yourself.
(Adam pats the championship on his shoulder.)
Adam Lucas: I am because any man who lets another man manipulate his entire season and does his bidding isn’t ready to be the face of this brand. Maybe Dynasty or even Showdown, but not Voltage. You’re SOFT, Hans. You got a long ways to go before you prove to me and everyone else that you’re world championship material and my friend…
(Adam pats Hans on the shoulder.)
Adam Lucas: That doesn’t start tonight. See you in the ring.
(Adam exits the scene, leaving Hans standing there stewing. Sofia raises her microphone to see if Hans wants to say anything but he simply shakes his head and walks off in the opposite direction.)
(With that, Voltage fades to its final commercial break of the night.)
(Commercial for Showdown’s upcoming marquee event, The Last Stand.)
(Voltage returns to ringside, where Bella Braxton can be seen with a microphone in her hand.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
(The camera fades to the stage as ‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ by AFI hits, bringing about loud cheers from the fans in attendance. Hans Grayson begins walking out to the stage, and after what happened at the beginning of the night, he still isn’t happy. However, Hans keeps a focused look on his face, trying his best to put everything with Drake Armstrong to the side for the time being as he makes his way to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… From Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada… Weighing in at 219 pounds… HE IS THE CASH IN THE VAULT BRIEFCASE HOLDER, HAAAAAAANNNSSSSS GGGRRRRRRAAAAYYYYSSSOONNNNN!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Hans Grayson got into it with Drake Armstrong earlier tonight, and it’s a good thing that didn’t get physical as Hans has a huge test ahead of him right now, as he is facing the man he could be cashing in on for an EAW World Championship match.
Thadd Blazevich: I feel like we don’t see Mr. CITV face the World Champ very often, but man am I glad it’s happening right now! Hans looks ready to go, and I’m ready to see how this dude does against Adam Lucas after the impressive reign he’s been having!
Persephone: I’m ready to see the match end, so I don’t care who wins. The sooner they get it over with, the better.
(‘Everybody Knows (Unstoppable)’ by Royal Deluxe follows, and the fans in attendance begin to immediately boo. The camera returns to the stage, where Adam Lucas can be seen beginning to walk out to the stage. The EAW World Champion has a focused look on his face as he stares at the Cash in the Vault briefcase holder, and he raises his Championship while on the stage, before beginning to walk down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent… From New York… Weighing in at 238 pounds… HE IS THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION, AAAAAAAADDDDDDAAAAAMMMMMM LLLLLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCAAAAAASSSSSSSSS!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Adam Lucas was able to retain his World Championship against TLA at Wicked Games in controversial fashion, but tonight may be a different story as this isn’t a no disqualifications match. Tonight, the better man wins.
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, but it’s not like Adam is any stranger to that scenario! Both Hans and Adam are real tough bros, I don’t think this is gonna be an easy match for either of them to win!
Persephone: That is exactly what I *don’t* want to hear. Is Captain Charisma setting up horrible matches just to spite me or something?
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Rich Russillo: HERE WE GO! This main event is underway and without wasting time, Hans Grayson and Adam Lucas begin locking up in the center of the ring! Both men are struggling for control right now, and it’s looking like neither man is able to get the up over the other! Hans and Adam end up pushing each other down to their knees- UNTIL ADAM FALLS BACK! HANS TRIES TO TAKE ADVANTAGE- BUT ADAM ROLLS BACK ON TOP OF HANS AND IS ABLE TO GET AN EARLY COVER!
ON-
Rich Russillo: QUICK KICKOUT BY HANS- BUT ADAM IS ABLE TO USE THE OPPORTUNITY TO TRANSITION INTO A GROUNDED HEADLOCK!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HANS IS ABLE TO COUNTER IT WITH A HEADSCISSORS! NICE ONE, BRO! ADAM PUSHES HIMSELF BACK TO HIS FEET AND HANS GETS BACK UP AS WELL- BUT ADAM IS ABLE TO GRAB BRO WITH A FRONT FACELOCK, TRYING TO KEEP BRO DOWN! Hans is struggling to get outta this one, dude. He’s gonna have to try and power out of Adam’s grasp! HANS TRIES TO LIFT ADAM UP, BUT BRO IS ABLE TO PULL HIMSELF BACK DOWN TO HIS FEET BEFORE SETTING UP FOR A SUPLEX!
Persephone: Hans slips out of Adam’s grasp and lands behind him, though. Hans grabs Adam from behind AND HE TRIES TO GO FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX- BUT ADAM FLIPS OUT OF IT! Adam pulls Hans up and goes for a German suplex of his own- BUT HANS COUNTERS IT WITH A VICTORY ROLL PIN! PLEASE LET THE MATCH END HERE!
ONE!
TW-
Persephone: THAT’S ANNOYING! Adam kicked out and now both Elitists rush back to their feet. Hans has the advantage though, and he grabs Adam before going for a tornado DDT. It connects, and Adam rolls out to ringside.
Rich Russillo: Adam gets back to his feet while at ringside, BUT AS HE WAS RECOVERING, HANS RAN THE ROPES! HANS GRAYSON DIVES OVER THE TOP ROPE, WIPING OUT ADAM LUCAS WITH THE TOPE CON HILO!!! HANS GRAYSON IS GETTING FIRED UP HERE AND JUST LIKE THAT, THIS MATCH HAS ALREADY REACHED ITS NEXT GEAR! HANS SENDS ADAM BACK INTO THE RING BEFORE FOLLOWING BEHIND, AND AS ADAM STUMBLES BACK UP, HANS TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A FOREARM! ADAM STUMBLES UP AGAIN, AND NOW THERE’S A SECOND ONE BY THE CASH IN THE VAULT BRIEFCASE HOLDER!
Thadd Blazevich: THE CHAMP STUMBLES UP ONCE AGAIN, AND HANS SENDS BRO INTO THE CORNER BEFORE RUNNING IN WITH A JUMPING KNEE! Hans grabs Adam after this, AND BRO GOES FOR A RUNNING BULLDOG- BUT ADAM SHOVES HANS OFF OF HIM! HANS QUICKLY RECOVERS- BUT BRO GETS CAUGHT WITH A LARIAT! HANS STUMBLES BACK UP, AND NOW ADAM GRABS HIM AND SENDS BRO INTO THE ROPES- CATCHING HANS OFF THE REBOUND WITH A FRONT POWERSLAM!! HANS GOES DOWN, AND THE CHAMP TAKES CONTROL! That was a big move right there, bro! Hans might not be in a good spot after that one!
Rich Russillo: Hans is on all fours trying to push himself back up, BUT ADAM GRABS HIM BEFORE KNEEING HIM IN THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! Hans goes down, AND NOW ADAM DROPS DOWN BEFORE DROPPING FOREARMS DOWN AT THE FACE OF HANS! ADAM WITH FOREARM AFTER FOREARM AS HANS STRUGGLES TO BLOCK SOME OF THE ATTACKS- AND NOW ADAM PULLS HANS UP AND INTO A SEATED POSITION BEFORE DELIVERING ELBOWS TO THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD! Adam is showing some serious aggression right now, AND HE FOLLOWS THIS UP BY DRAGGING ADAM UP AND ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! ADAM NOW HEADING TOWARDS THE CORNER, POSSIBLY LOOKING FOR A SNAKE EYES-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HANS DOESN’T LET THAT HAPPEN! BRO WAS ABLE TO SLIP OUT OF ADAM’S GRASP, BEFORE DUMPING BRO OVER THE TOP ROPE!!! Adam was able to hang onto the top rope though, safely landing on the apron and saving himself from a nasty fall! That coulda been a bad one, dude. Adam pulls himself up, AND HANS SWINGS AT ADAM- BUT ADAM CATCHES THE STRIKE BEFORE KNOCKING HANS BACK WITH A HEADBUTT! Hans stumbles towards the middle of the ring, AND NOW ADAM FLIPS OVER THE TOP ROPE FOR THE EQUALIZER!!!!
Persephone: NOPE! HANS CAUGHT HIM WITH A SPINNING MICHINOKU DRIVER II, AND HE QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEG FOR A PIN!
ONE!
TWO!!
Persephone: Ugh. Adam was able to kick out of that, though. This is gonna be an obnoxiously long match, isn’t it?
Rich Russillo: Hans pushes himself back to his feet, and now it looks like he may be aiming to go for some aerial offense as he makes the climb up to the top rope! Hans seems to have something in mind- BUT WHATEVER THAT PLAN WAS SEEMS TO HAVE BEEN STOPPED, AS ADAM IS ABLE TO PUSH HIMSELF UP BEFORE THROWING HIMSELF AT HANS, HITTING HIM WITH A RIGHT HAND! HANS IS STUCK ON THE TOP ROPE NOW, AND ADAM TAKES A MOMENT TO RECOVER BEFORE PULLING HIMSELF UP TO THE MIDDLE ROPE!
Thadd Blazevich: Adam made it up, and bro hits Hans with a second forearm! Adam now hooking the arm, AND IT LOOKS LIKE BRO IS SETTING UP FOR A SUPERPLEX- BUT HANS IS ABLE TO BEGIN PUNCHING ADAM IN THE RIBS! BRO IS ABLE TO CONNECT WITH PUNCH AFTER PUNCH TO THE CHAMP’S RIBS, UNTIL FINALLY ADAM IS FORCED TO LET TO! HANS HITS ADAM WITH A RIGHT HAND AFTER THIS, BEFORE FINALLY HE SHOVES BRO OFF THE TOP ROPE! ADAM LANDS ON THE MAT AND ROLLS BACK TO HIS FEET- BUT AS SOON AS HE GETS UP, HANS DIVES AT HIM WITH A CROSSBODY!
Rich Russillo: BUT IT DOESN’T GO AS HANS PLANNED! ADAM IS ABLE TO ROLL THROUGH, HOLDING ONTO HANS AS HE RETURNS TO HIS FEET! ADAM WITH AN IMPRESSIVE FEAT OF STRENGTH, AS HE PLANS HANS WITH A BODY SLAM! ADAM IMMEDIATELY BEGINS RUNNING THE ROPES AFTER THIS- AND JUST AS HANS TRIED TO PUSH HIMSELF UP, HE IS CAUGHT WITH A BASEMENT DROPKICK! ADAM WITH A COVER!
ONE!
TWO-
Thadd Blazevich: HANS KICKS OUT- BUT ADAM IMMEDIATELY GETS UP AND DELIVERS AN ELBOW DROP! Adam is trying to wear Hans down right now, and dude I think it could be working! This has been seriously back and forth so far with neither man able to even land their major moves yet, but it’s looking like Adam is in control right now! Hans grabbed onto the ropes to start trying to pull himself up, BUT ADAM LANDS A KICK TO THE RIBS, HURTING HANS IN THAT AREA ONCE AGAIN! Hans stumbles back into the corner, and now Adam heads towards bro before beginning to repeatedly kick him in the gut!
Persephone: The referee starts counting before long, but unfortunately Adam stopped just before the referee could disqualify him. By the time Adam backs up Hans is already stuck in a seated position, AND NOW ADAM RUNS IN WITH A BOOT TO HANS’ FACE BEFORE HANS COULD GET BACK UP! I guess you were right, this is all Adam right now. Yikes, Hans really sucks. Adam drags Hans up to his feet, BEFORE SETTING HIM UP FOR A GUTWRENCH SUPLEX!
Rich Russillo: NO, HANS WAS ABLE TO SLIP OUT OF ADAM’S GRASP BEFORE STUMBLING AWAY! HANS WAS ABLE TO MAKE DISTANCE, AND NOW HE RUSHES IN FOR A FLAMING PUNCH-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT ADAM CATCHES HIM WITH A SPINEBUSTER!!! ADAM HAD IT SCOUTED AND WAS ABLE TO PLANT BRO WITH A HUGE SPINEBUSTER, AND NOW THERE’S ANOTHER COVER FROM ADAM!
ONE!
TWO!!
THR-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT LOOK AT THAT, BRO! HANS IS ONCE AGAIN ABLE TO GET THE SHOULDER UP! Hans stays in this one, but his fight is starting to get weaker with all these big hits he’s taking! He needs to find his way back into this one and fast!
Persephone: Orrrrrr he could just hurry up and lose so the match could end. That’d work too.
Rich Russillo: Adam Lucas grabs Hans Grayson by the legs, AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE IS TRYING TO SET UP THE LUCAS LOCK, BUT HANS IS ABLE TO QUICKLY FREE ONE OF HIS LEGS, KICKING AWAY AT ADAM AS HE DOES EVERYTHING IN HIS POWER TO PUSH ADAM OFF OF HIM! Adam stumbles back and Hans tries to get up- BUT ADAM QUICKLY RUSHES BACK IN AND GRABS HANS FROM BEHIND! ADAM GOES FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX- BUT HANS LANDS ON HIS FEET! HANS FLIPPED OUT OF IT, AND NOW AS SOON AS ADAM GETS BACK UP, HANS RUNS TO THE ROPES AND SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE!
Thadd Blazevich: STYLIN’ DDT!!!! THAT WAS AN IMPRESSIVE MOVE FROM HANS BRO, AND THAT ONE JUST DROPPED ADAM ONTO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD! Hans grabs onto his ribs after that one though, as that clearly took a lot out of him after the punishment that’s been dealt to him! Hans gets back to his feet despite all of that though, AND BRO CONNECTS WITH AN AWESOME STANDING MOONSAULT, WHICH HE FOLLOWS UP WITH A PIN!
ONE!
TWO!!
T-
Persephone: Unfortunately, Adam Lucas was able to kick out. Hans pushes himself back up and backs into the corner furthest away from Adam. I don’t know nor do I care what he’s setting up for, but hopefully it’s enough to put Adam down. Adam starts to get up, AND NOW HANS RUNS IN-
Rich Russillo: ONLY FOR ADAM TO POP HANS IN THE AIR WITH A BACK BODY DROP, SENDING HANS COLLIDING BACK FIRST WITH THE TURNBUCKLES!!! THAT WAS A NASTY LANDING FOR HANS, WHO FALLS DOWN ONTO THE MAT BEFORE ROLLING OUT OF THE RING! This match has been constantly escalating the longer it goes on, and it’s only fitting for a match between the EAW World Champion and the Cash in the Vault briefcase holder!
Thadd Blazevich: Adam takes some time to recover after all the back and forth, before finally he rolls out of the ring. Hans is using the steel steps to try and pull himself up, so I don’t even think bro realizes that Adam has some wicked intentions right now! ADAM BEGINS CHARGING IN, RUNNING TOWARDS HANS FOR A-
(*CRASH!*)
Persephone: FOR NOTHING, BECAUSE HANS GOT OUT OF THE WAY, SENDING ADAM RIGHT INTO THE STEEL STEPS!!!
Rich Russillo: THAT WASN’T GOOD FOR THE CHAMPION AT ALL! HANS WAS ABLE TO SAVE HIMSELF, CAUSING ADAM TO GO RIGHT INTO THOSE STEPS! HANS WAS JUST BOUGHT SOME VALUABLE TIME TO RECOVER AFTER GETTING SENT BACK FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES, AND I’M SURE HE’S GRATEFUL FOR THAT RIGHT NOW! HANS CATCHES HIS BREATH BEFORE GRABBING ADAM, AND HE SENDS THE CHAMPION BACK INTO THE RING BEFORE CLIMBING ONTO THE APRON! HANS YELLS FOR ADAM TO GET BACK TO HIS FEET, AND I THINK HE HAS SOME IDEAS NOW!
Thadd Blazevich: Adam Lucas slowly makes it back to his feet, AND NOW HANS GRAYSON GOES FOR THE BURNING SHOT LARIAT- BUT HE’S POPPED INTO THE AIR FOR LEVEL UP!!!
Rich Russillo: HANS IS ABLE TO JUMP OVER THOUGH, LANDING ON HIS FEET BEHIND ADAM!!! HANS IMMEDIATELY GRABS ADAM FROM BEHIND, SETTING HIM UP FOR THE IMPERIAL FLAME!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HE DOESN’T GET IT, THOUGH! AS SOON AS HE TURNED OVER, ADAM WAS ABLE TO FREE HIMSELF BEFORE SHOVING HANS INTO THE CORNER!
Rich Russillo: BUT LOOK AT HANS GO! HANS RUNS UP THE TURNBUCKLES BEFORE JUMPING OVER ADAM WITH A BACKFLIP! HANS LANDS ON HIS FEET, AND NOW HE JUMPS ONTO ADAM’S SHOULDERS BEFORE DRIVING HIM HEAD FIRST INTO THE MAT WITH A POISONRANA!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: I think that burst took everything outta these two given everything they got hit with not long ago, but Hans was still able to do some serious damage! That was wild, bro. These bros both are down right now, and at this point I’m not sure who is gonna win! Hans pulls himself over towards the ropes as Adam does the same at a slower pace, and now both of these dudes are starting to get up!
Persephone: Ugh. Anything to keep this terrible match going, I guess.
Rich Russillo: Hans is the first to get back up, AND HE TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THIS, LANDING KICKS TO THE HEAD OF ADAM LUCAS! Adam is forced to pretty much just power through those kicks as he pulls himself up- BUT ONCE ADAM IS BACK TO HIS FEET, HANS CONNECTS WITH A FOREARM SMASH! That causes Adam to stumble back, BUT ADAM RESPONDS WITH A RIGHT HAND! Hans is nearly taken off his feet, but he grabs onto the top rope, BEFORE HITTING ADAM WITH ANOTHER FOREARM! Adam stumbles back- BEFORE COMING BACK WITH A DISCUS PUNCH!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HANS DUCKS UNDER THAT, BRO! HE GETS BEHIND ADAM- BUT ADAM IS QUICK TO RECOVER AS HE TURNS AND THROWS A KICK! HANS IS ABLE TO CATCH IT- BUT ADAM JUMPS AND CONNECTS WITH A STEP-UP ENZUIGIRI! THAT ONE TOTALLY JUST DROPPED HANS, BUT HE’S ABLE TO STUMBLE BACK TO HIS FEET AND INTO THE CORNER! Adam sees an opening though, AND IT LOOKS LIKE BRO IS READY TO TAKE IT! HE CHARGES IN- BUT HIS PLAN TO HIT A STINGER SPLASH IS THWARTED! HANS GOT OUTTA THE WAY, AND MY DUDE ADAM JUST WENT CRASHING RIGHT INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!
Rich Russillo: ADAM STUMBLES OUT OF THE CORNER- AND RIGHT INTO A ROUNDHOUSE KICK BY GRAYSON! Adam falls backwards and collapses onto the ropes, and now it’s up to Hans to think about his next move here as these two continue to push each other! Neither man has been able to catch their opponent with their major moves just yet, BUT IT LOOKS LIKE NOW MIGHT BE HANS’ CHANCE TO CHANGE THAT! HANS DELIVERS A KNEE TO THE MIDSECTION AND THROWS ADAM TO THE MAT, AND NOW HE HEADS OUT TO THE APRON! THE FANS IN ATTENDANCE ARE GETTING EXCITED, READY FOR WHAT’S ABOUT TO HAPPEN!
Thadd Blazevich: AND THERE IT IS, BRO! THE GRAYSON SPLASH!!!!
Persephone: RIGHT ONTO ADAM’S KNEES!!!! THAT IDIOT LANDED RIGHT ONTO ADAM’S KNEES, AND NOW ADAM PULLS HANS INTO AN INSIDE CRADLE!
ONE!
TWO!!
Rich Russillo: HANS KICKS OUT, BUT ADAM KEEPS HANS’ ARM HOOKED, ROLLING OVER BEFORE GETTING BACK UP TO HIS FEET! Adam still has Hans in his grasp, AND HE LIFTS HANS BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A VERTICAL SUPLEX! Adam rolls to his knees once again before getting up, AND ADAM IS ABLE TO CONNECT WITH A SECOND ONE! Impressive from the World Champion, but Adam is not finished yet! Adam rolls to his knees once more before getting back up, AND NOW-
Thadd Blazevich: HANS LIFTS ADAM UP, DROPPING BRO WITH A SUPLEX OF HIS OWN!!!! HANS JUST CAUGHT THE CHAMP OFF GUARD WITH THAT ONE, AND NOW HANS ROLLS BACKWARDS ONTO HIS FEET BEFORE GRABBING ADAM, LIFTING HIM UP BEFORE DROPPING BRO WITH A SAITO SUPLEX!!!! INSANE COMBINATION FROM HANS! BROS, ARE YOU SEEING WHAT THESE TWO HAVE BEEN DOING TONIGHT!?
Persephone: I know, it’s getting on my nerves. Both of them are down again, and that’s not even a surprise after they just spent all that time suplexing each other over and over.
Rich Russillo: Hans pushes himself to all fours, and he slowly but surely is able to find his way back to his feet. Adam Lucas is in the corner using the turnbuckles to get back up, but unfortunately for him, HANS GRAYSON HAS HIM IN HIS SIGHTS! HANS RUNS IN BEFORE CONNECTING WITH THE JUMPING KNEE, AND THIS TIME HE IS ABLE TO CONNECT WITH THE BULLDOG TO FOLLOW IT UP! ADAM LUCAS IS TAKEN DOWN TO THE MAT, AND NOW HANS IMMEDIATELY GRABS THE ROPES, PRETTY MUCH DRAGGING HIMSELF UP TO THE TOP ROPE AS HE KNOWS THIS IS A HUGE OPPORTUNITY FOR HIM!
Thadd Blazevich: ADAM LUCAS IS ABLE TO PUSH HIMSELF UP- BUT ONLY TO BE TAKEN RIGHT BACK DOWN WITH A TOP ROPE BLOCKBUSTER BY HANS GRAYSON!!!! BRO, THAT WAS AWESOME!!! HANS JUST THREW EVERYTHING HE HAD AT ADAM, RISKING HIS OWN WELLBEING JUST TO TAKE THE CHAMP DOWN!
Persephone: Well yeah, but a diving blockbuster is probably up there for one of the worst moves you can do when you’ve been getting attacked in the midsection and the back all match. Is Hans stupid?
Rich Russillo: I think Hans is just being riskier, thinking that it’s what he’ll need if he wants to take down the EAW World Champion right now. I don’t blame him for the thought process, honestly. Adam has had his usual moves scouted, and as damaging as this was to Hans himself, it clearly did what it was intended to do as Hans took Adam down as well! This match could really go either way at this point. They’re both giving it all they have.
Thadd Blazevich: Adam starts to stir and begins trying to get up, BUT LOOK AT THAT, BRO! HANS AND ADAM BEGIN STRUGGLING FOR CONTROL, AS HANS WAS ALSO GETTING UP! They’re both trying to get the upper hand on each other right now bro, and it’s exactly like it was at the start of this match! Neither of them are able to gain control because they’ve both taken too much damage- BUT ADAM IS ABLE TO FIND A WAY AROUND THIS, PULLING HANS INTO A GNARLY HEADBUTT! I DIDN’T EXPECT THAT ONE, DUDE!
Rich Russillo: Hans falls back, but Adam can’t even follow up right away. He is forced to take a moment to catch his breath, but that time is giving Hans a chance to recover as well! Both men are slowly starting to push themselves back to their feet, and the fact that they’re even getting back up at this point in the match is unreal. Both of them are showing exactly why they’re some of the best Voltage has to offer, and why the EAW World Championship picture has been so exciting to witness this season!
Thadd Blazevich: Both bros are back at their feet, AND NOW ADAM HITS A FOREARM! A SECOND ONE! ADAM HITS A THIRD, AND NOW HE SWINGS AT HANS- BUT HANS DUCKS UNDER BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP! I KNOW ADAM FELT THAT ONE, BRO! HE TAKES A MOMENT- BEFORE HITTING HANS WITH ONE IN RETURN! THAT ONE DEFINITELY HURT, BUT HANS IS ABLE TO HIT ANOTHER CHOP! NOW ADAM HITS ONE! HANS WITH ONE NOW! ADAM! HANS! ADAM! HANS! BRO, THEY KEEP GOING BACK AND FORTH WITH CHOPS! THEY’RE CHOPPING EACH OTHER OVER AND OVER AGAIN!
Persephone: Yeah, and it’s obnoxious. Hurry up and do something that’d actually end the match!
Rich Russillo: HANS GRABS ADAM AND SENDS HIM INTO THE ROPES- AND HANS DUCKED DOWN EXPECTING ADAM TO BOUNCE OFF THE ROPES, BUT INSTEAD ADAM STOPS HIMSELF BEFORE KICKING HANS IN THE FACE! ADAM GRABS HANS NOW, AND HE DELIVERS A VICIOUS EUROPEAN UPPERCUT THAT CAUSES HANS’ HEAD TO ROCK BACK! ADAM NOW GRABBING HANS AND SENDING HIM INTO THE CORNER, AND THIS TIME HE’S ABLE TO CONNECT WITH A STINGER SPLASH! ADAM LUCAS IS ON FIRE RIGHT NOW, AND IT LOOKS LIKE THIS MIGHT BE HIS TIME TO END THIS ONE! ADAM GRABS HANS, SENDING HIM INTO THE ROPES FOR LEVEL UP-
Thadd Blazevich: NO SIR!! HANS DELIVERS A HURRICANRANA, PULLING ADAM LUCAS INTO A PIN!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE-
Thadd Blazevich: ADAM KICKS OUT! BOTH MEN RUSH BACK TO THEIR FEET- BUT HANS CONNECTS WITH AN ELBOW! THAT STUNNED ADAM, AND NOW HANS SENDS BRO INTO THE ROPES! ADAM BOUNCES OFF- AND NOW HANS POPS ADAM LUCAS UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS!
Persephone: Is he trying to do Adam’s own finisher on him?
Rich Russillo: IT LOOKS LIKE IT, BUT ADAM LUCAS ISN’T LETTING THAT HAPPEN! ADAM BEGINS PUNCHING HANS IN THE HEAD OVER AND OVER, FORCING HANS TO LET GO OF HIM! HANS STUMBLES- AND THIS ALLOWS ADAM TO GRAB HANS FROM BEHIND, LOOKING TO RETURN THE FAVOR AS HE SETS UP FOR HANS’ IMPERIAL FLAME-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HANS WAS ABLE TO AVOID THAT, TOO! HANS FREES HIS ARMS BEFORE LIFTING ADAM UP, PLANTING HIM WITH A BACK SUPLEX!!! Hans drops to his knees, but bro, are you seeing this??? I guess if anyone would know how to avoid their finishers, it’s themselves! Neither dude has been able to avoid that killshot. At this point, I think the first to do so might just get this one!
Rich Russillo: Adam turns and tries pushing himself to his knees, BUT HANS RUSHES IN WITH A KNEE LIFT! Hans takes a moment to catch his breath, and given all those shots to the ribs and back, I can see why he’s struggling right now. It must be hard for Hans to even move right now, but he knows that this is his best chance to move on from Drake Armstrong and get a huge win over the same man he could always cash-in on for an EAW World Championship match!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans tries to pull Adam up, BUT ADAM CATCHES BRO WITH A RIGHT HAND TO THE RIBS! ANOTHER ONE! A THIRD PUNCH TO THE RIBS, AND HANS CAN’T KEEP HOLDING ON! Hans stumbles back, AND ADAM SENDS A KICK TO THE STOMACH! HANS DROPS DOWN TO A KNEE, AND I DON’T THINK BRO CAN TAKE THIS ANYMORE! ADAM STARTS THROWING PUNCHES DOWN ONTO HANS’ BACK, JUST TARGETING THAT AREA OVER AND OVER! IF ADAM IS ABLE TO KEEP THIS UP, HANS MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO KEEP FIGHTING BACK!
Persephone: HE’S NOT ABLE TO KEEP IT UP THOUGH, BECAUSE HE’S A TERRIBLE WRESTLER! HANS GRABS ADAM AND RUNS INTO THE TURNBUCKLES, RAMMING ADAM BACK FIRST INTO THEM!
Rich Russillo: Hans drops down to a knee, breathing heavily before finally he lifts Adam up to the top rope! Hans hits Adam with a right hand to keep him up there, and it looks like Hans might be looking to be risky once again! To be honest, this could be very dangerous on Hans’ part. He’s making his way up, and given all the damage Hans has already taken to the back, I don’t think he can afford to have this one go wrong!
Thadd Blazevich: I know, dude. One wrong move and it’ll all be over, but if this goes well, this match will still be over! It’s all or nothing right here bros, AS IT LOOKS LIKE HANS IS SETTING UP FOR A SUPERPLEX OFF OF THE TOP ROPE! Hans sets Adam up, AND HE TRIES TO LIFT ADAM UP, BUT HE IS STILL FEELING THE PAIN IN HIS BACK! HANS IS STRUGGLING BRO, BUT HE CHOOSES TO IGNORE THE PAIN! HANS IS POWERING THROUGH ALL THE DAMAGE, LIFTING ADAM UP FOR THE SUPLEX!
Persephone: BUT THAT IDIOT CLEARLY DIDN’T THINK THINGS THROUGH, BECAUSE HE GAVE ADAM JUST ENOUGH TIME TO RECOVER!
Rich Russillo: ADAM SLIPS DOWN THE BACK OF HANS GRAYSON, LANDING BACK ON HIS FEET! ADAM BARELY MANAGED TO LAND THAT, BUT HE DID IT- AND NOW HE PULLS HANS OFF OF THE TOP ROPE WITH A POWERBOMB!!! I CAN’T SAY I EXPECTED THAT ONE! ADAM LUCAS JUST POWERBOMBED HANS OFF OF THE TOP ROPE, AND I THINK THAT MAY HAVE BEEN THE CONSEQUENCE OF HANS LOOKING TO GO HIGH RISK AT THIS POINT OF THE MATCH! HE TOOK TOO LONG TRYING TO PUSH THROUGH THE PAIN, AND THAT TURNED OUT TO BE A MISTAKE AFTER ALL AS ADAM HAD JUST ENOUGH TIME TO FIND AN OPENING!
Thadd Blazevich: ADAM LUCAS ROLLS HANS BACK TO HIS FEET BEFORE SENDING HIM INTO THE ROPES, AND AS SOON AS HANS BOUNCES OFF OF THEM, BRO GETS POPPED INTO THE AIR BEFORE GETTING PLANTED WITH LEVEL UP!!!! LEVEL UP CONNECTS, AND I THINK THAT’S THE KILLSHOT I WAS TALKING ABOUT, BRO! ADAM COLLAPSES ON TOP OF HANS, AND I THINK THIS ONE’S OVER, BRO! ADAM WITH THE COVER TO PUT DOWN MR. CASH IN THE VAULT!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner… THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION, AAAADDDAAAMMMMMM LUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCAAAAASSSSSSS!!!!!!!!
(‘Everybody Knows (Unstoppable)’ begins to play once more as Adam Lucas rolls off of Hans Grayson. Adam slowly sits up as the referee retrieves the EAW World Championship for him, and after a moment, the Champion pushes himself to his feet. The fans boo as Adam takes his Championship, before having his hand raised by the referee.)
Rich Russillo: That was an extremely competitive match there, but in the end Hans got a bit too risky with the state his back was in, and it didn’t go to plan. That opening gave Adam the chance to put Hans away, and in the end he puts down Mr. Cash in the Vault!
Thadd Blazevich: Congrats to Adam, dude. That match was wicked cool, and I think that was a good warning for anyone looking to challenge bro for his title. Adam is at the top of his game right now.
Persephone: Or Hans just sucks. That’s possible too.
(As Adam celebrates his victory, raising his World Championship, Hans Grayson slowly rolls out of the ring. He holds onto the apron to keep himself on his feet, before slowly beginning to walk back up the ramp. Hans looks annoyed, frustrated and disappointed all at the same time, both with his loss and everything that has happened lately as he slowly walks up the ramp.)
Persephone: See? Look at him. He looks ready to kill himself right now.
Rich Russillo: I think Hans is just annoyed, which is fair given everything that has happened to him recently. It’s been a rough two weeks, but I’m sure Hans will be able to move on from this. He had a fantastic performance tonight.
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah bro, he did great. It was a real close match, and-
(Suddenly, ‘There Is Surely Tomorrow’ by WAGAMAMA RAKIA hits, causing Adam to turn his head, confused by this. The crowd explodes with cheers, and the camera slowly pans towards the stage.)
Rich Russillo: Wait a second! What’s this!?
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, THAT’S TRIPLE J! What’s he doing here!?
Persephone: Good question. I’m annoyed already.
(Adam Lucas looks towards the stage as Jay Jerry Johnson begins to walk out, holding a microphone in his hand. Jay has a calm look on his face, almost a smirk as he looks at the EAW World Champion. Jay walks down the ramp, and the fans cheer, surprised to see Jay make his way out at this time. However, as Jay makes his way to ringside, a more serious look appears on his face, which he keeps as he walks up the steel steps before finally entering the ring. Jay walks up to Adam, and as the two men stand face to face, he begins to speak.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: I didn’t intend to cut your celebration short, but I heard what you said in the back about defending your Championship on the 30th. Now, I have spent this season fighting for the sake of an opportunity like this. An opportunity to move forward and reach a place I never stood in before. Right now, it seems that opportunity is standing right in front of me. It appears you’re in need of a challenger, and if that is the case, then I’ll gladly be just that.
(This causes loud cheers to come from the crowd as Adam stares at Jay. After a moment, Adam turns and demands a microphone from the timekeeper’s area, which he receives. After this, Adam begins to speak.)
Adam Lucas: Are you sure about that?
Jay Jerry Johnson: Do I have any reason to joke about a Championship match? At F*ck Your Thanksgiving, I want my shot. It’s as simple as that.
(Hearing this, Adam just nods his head.)
Adam Lucas: Alright, then. I just wanted to be sure you knew what you were getting yourself into before making a decision you’ll regret. If this is what you really want, I have no problem putting you down. I accept.
(Once again the fans in attendance cheer, excited to see a Championship match set for the Super Voltage special. The two men stare at each other, and there is tension in the ring knowing that they will now face each other for the EAW World Championship.)
Rich Russillo: WOW! I can’t say I expected this! Jay Jerry Johnson has called his shot, and now at F*ck Your Thanksgiving, he will face the reigning EAW World Champion Adam Lucas with the title on the line!
Thadd Blazevich: Oh I can’t wait for this one, bro! Triple J is awesome, and I think he’s gonna give Adam Lucas one hell of a fight! This could be bros chance to win a World Championship for the first time in his career!
Persephone: Who cares?
Rich Russillo: From the sound of it, everyone in attendance tonight! That was an exciting announcement, to close off what has been a wonderful Voltage. I can’t wait to see what’ll happen next, as things are shaping up to be fantastic at F*ck Your Thanksgiving.
(Adam Lucas raises his EAW World Championship as the two Elitists stare at each other, both ready for their upcoming clash on November 30th. The fans continue to cheer throughout this staredown, and with one more shot of the two men, Voltage begins to fade to black.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
