NIGHT ONE
(EAW Intro Plays)
(The scene opens as a familiar face walks the streets of Dublin, Ireland, the home for this year’s 2026 Fighting Spirit. The narrator comes up to the camera as he begins to speak.)
Narrator: Tonight, the heart of Ireland beats louder than ever.
(He then walks down some of the streets as he then looks around, taking a deep breath before then turning back to the camera.)
Narrator: From the historic city of Dublin and inside the legendary Aviva Stadium, Elite Answers Wrestling presents one of the most emotionally charged and high-stakes Marquee Live Events of the entire season… FIGHTING SPIRIT.
(The scene changes to all the wrestlers involved in the event wrestling in different situations throughout the season leading into this show.)
Narrator: For months, EAW’s Elitists have fought through pain, sacrifice, triumph, and heartbreak for one purpose, to survive long enough to stand at the summit of this industry. And now, with the season rapidly reaching its conclusion, Fighting Spirit becomes the final battleground before Pain For Pride.
(The scene switches to Brian Daniels and Kirk Redwood, then it shows Joso and Akari Kiyoko, followed by NICK, ARIA, Damon Lazarus, and Candice Blair.)
Narrator: The biggest event of the year is on the horizon. The lights grow brighter. The pressure grows heavier and every single moment tonight matters.
(It then switches to New Breed Champion, Clayton Golde, Brianna Hill, Grace De Luca, and Cynthia Valice. After that it shows Jamie Valdez and Mia Santoro, from there it goes to Saori Aizen and the Specialist Champion, Auburn Ware.)
Narrator: Because Fighting Spirit is more than just the last stop on the road to Pain For Pride… It is the event that paves the way toward immortality.
(The scene fades into shots of Cody Maverick and Cash In The Vault holder, Hans Grayson. It then shows BRAE and Drake King with Cy Henderson looking on. Finally, it switches to Kassidy Heart and Limmy Monaghan.)
Narrator: Championships hang in the balance. Careers stand at a crossroads and for many Elitists, tonight could determine whether they march into Pain For Pride as stars… or are left behind entirely.
(It then switches to show the tag team involved in the Turmoil Tournament including Diego Montana & Miku Sakai, Chris Elite & Jay Jerry Johnson, Diamond Dixon & Cosmo Goldworthy, and the last team of TLA & Dr. Bethany Blue. It then switches to Caroline, moving on two all three members of ToXXXin as Unified Tag Team Champions, Selina Reyes and Daniella Atlas with Minerva standing by their side, which then finally switches to Milli Banks holding the Universal Women’s Championship..)
Narrator: Momentum can be built here. Legacies can be shattered. One victory can change a career forever. One loss can alter the course of an Elitist’s future.
(It then fades into Michael Machina with the World Heavyweight Championship and his opponent Anna Wautier. It shows Drake Armstrong the EAW World Champion and his challengers, Bronson Daniels and Jon Kelton. Finally, it has Jake Smith the Answers World Champion and his challenger, Pandora Paisley with Silas Mason.)
Narrator: At this stage of the season, there are no second chances. Every competitor must dig deeper than ever before and prove they have the heart, the hunger, and the fighting spirit necessary to survive the storm ahead.
(It shows a bunch of cut scenes of every wrestler involved in the event and those that are not as the clock ticks down to the last event before Pain For Pride.)
Narrator: Tonight, Dublin becomes the center of the wrestling world, and before EAW reaches its grand finale… warriors will rise, champions will be tested, and destinies will be decided. This is EAW Fighting Spirit… LIVE from Dublin, Ireland!
(The narrator smiles and walks off into the streets of Dublin as the camera slowly fades.)
???: AND NOW EAW AND INVINCIBLES VS. PRESENTS TO YOU THE 2026 FIGHTING SPIRIT!!!
(The camera pans into the Aviva Stadium while “Bring me the Horizon” by Teardrops plays throughout the arena. The crowd in Dublin explode in cheers as the fans are jumping up and down and the fireworks are going off. It then pans to the Voltage commentary team OF Rich Russillo, Thadd Blazevich, and Persephone.)
Rich Russillo: WELCOME TO THE LAST STOP BEFORE PAIN FOR PRIDE! THIS IS FIGHTING SPIRIT AND THE BIGGEST ONE TO DATE, TWO NIGHTS FOR THE FIRST TIME AND WE ARE EXCITED TO BRING YOU THE VERY BEST ACTION IN PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING! I AM RICH RUSSILLO AND I’M JOINED BY PERSEPHONE AND THADD BLAZEVICH! WE ARE ALSO JOINED BY THE SHOWDOWN CREW OF DEADPREZ, SIENNA SWANN, AND GAVIN KIRKLAND! WE ALSO CANNOT FORGET OUR DYNASTY CREW OF STEW-O, JAKE MERCER, AND FLANNERY MCCOY! WHAT A NIGHT WE HAVE!
Thadd Blazevich: BROOOOOO! THIS IS GOING TO BE AWESOME! ALL FOUR WORLD CHAMPIONSHIPS ARE ON THE LINE TONIGHT! WE HAVE A MATCH TO DETERMINE WHO WILL FACE THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS AT PAIN FOR PRIDE! SO MANY DIFFERENT OTHER TITLES AND FEUDS! DUDE, THIS IS GOING TO BE AMAZING AND IT COULD CHANGE THE COURSE OF PAIN FOR PRIDE!
Persephone: Yeah… yeah… I need to yell… SO WHY DON’T WE STOP WASTING TIME AND LET BELLA BRAXTON TAKE IT AWAY TO ANNOUNCE THE FIRST MATCH AND LET ME TELL YOU, I AM ACTUALLY QUITE EXCITED ABOUT THIS ONE, WHAT A WAY TO KICK IT OFF! There, that was enough excitement for one night.
Rich Russillo: TAKE IT AWAY DYNASTY TEAM FOR OUR OPENING MATCH!
(The camera pans to the Dynasty Announce Team of Stew-O, Jake Mercer, and Flannery McCoy while showing Stephie Love ready to announce the participants as the graphic for the first match appears and the crowd goes absolutely wild.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
Stephie Love: AND IS FOR THE EAW UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP!
(“Duel” by JINJER hits as the lights cut out, a lone red spotlight shining on the stage while Daniella Atlas and Selina Reyes emerge on opposite sides with the Tag Team Championships over their shoulders, Minerva appearing between them from the shadows. Minerva spreads her arms as Daniella stomps and yells while Selina smirks with one finger raised, the trio slowly making their way toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! Making their way to the ring, being accompanied by Minerva, weighing in at 170 pounds… she is one-half the Unified Tag Team Champions… DANIELLA ATLAS! …and her opponent! Weighing in at 117 pounds… she is also one half of the Unified Tag Team Champions… SELINA REYES!
Stew-O: Here comes ToXXXin, and after everything we’ve heard these past few weeks, Daniella Atlas and Selina Reyes have made one thing clear: this isn’t about helping Minerva win a Championship. This is about becoming double Champions and proving they belong at the very top.
Jake Mercer: As they should! They already run the tag division, so why stop there? Meanwhile everybody else keeps acting like this title match revolves around their personal struggles.
Stew-O: That confidence is going to be tested tonight though, because for the first time in weeks, they’ll be standing across from both Milli Banks and Caroline, two women looking to make sure ToXXXin’s plans come crashing down.
(“Living Dead Girl” by Rob Zombie hits to a chorus of boos as Caroline emerges onto the stage with a cold, stoic expression. Surrounded by dark lighting and creeping fog that rolls across the stage like shadows, Caroline slowly makes her way down the ramp, her focus locked firmly on the ring ahead.)
Bella Braxton: Residing amongst the shadows, weighing in at 109 pounds…SHE IS THE QUEEN OF SHADOWS… CAROLINE!!
Stew-O: Caroline enters this one with a very different mindset. She’s not out here chasing redemption or making excuses for what’s happened this season. After setbacks and missed opportunities, she sees this as the moment to finally take what she’s been after.
Flannery McCoy Yeah, and that’s what makes Caroline dangerous. She’s not intimidated by Milli Banks, and she’s definitely not intimidated by ToXXXin either. She looks completely locked in.
(“you are stronger” by Lyn Inaizumi plays to a loud reaction from the crowd as Milli Banks steps onto the stage with the Universal Women’s Championship resting over her shoulder. Wearing a focused and determined expression, Milli locks eyes with Caroline, Daniella Atlas, and Selina Reyes inside the ring before tossing her sunglasses aside and confidently making her way down the ramp, fully focused on the challengers ahead.)
Stephie Love: Hailing out of Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 142 pounds…SHE IS THE SUPERNOVA… EAW UNIVERSAL WOMENS CHAMPION… MILLI BANKS!!
Stew-O: And now the Champion arrives. Milli Banks has spent weeks pushing back against the idea that she’s some stepping stone for Daniella, Selina, or Caroline. After everything she fought through to become Champion again, you can tell she’s walking in focused.
Flannery McCoy Milli knows exactly what’s at stake here. She fought through injury, doubt, and every challenge thrown her way to get back to this point, and she looks determined to make sure this reign keeps going.
Jake Mercer: Or she’s walking into a disaster. Two Tag Champions trying to become double Champions, Caroline desperate to finally break through, and Milli’s stuck in the middle of it all. Sounds like a terrible night to be Champion to me.
(The referee signals for the bell as each competitor stands in their respective corners.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: The bell has rung, and this fatal four way is officially underway as all four competitors remain stationed in separate corners! Milli Banks in one, Daniella Atlas in another, along with Caroline and Selina Reyes! And let’s not forget MINERVA at ringside as well! We’ll see how this all plays out, but I’m especially interested in what kind of role her presence could have throughout tonight’s contest.
(Daniella and Selina exchange knowing nods from opposite corners, clearly on the same page before Daniella slithers out of the ring and Selina follows on her side to a chorus of boos. The two back away from the apron, gesturing for Caroline and Milli to go at it while they watch from ringside.)
Stew-O: Well, that’s interesting. Both members of ToXXXin don’t appear to have any interest in starting the match off.
Jake Mercer: I mean… it’s a smart strategy. Let your opponents tire themselves out and pick the bones afterwards.
Stew-O: Yeah, but are Milli and Caroline going to take the bait is my question.
(Milli is visibly annoyed early on by ToXXXin’s tactics, yelling for Selina to get back inside the ring while Selina remains completely unfazed at ringside, wearing a small grin as she casually taunts the Champion.)
Milli Banks: (off-mic) Daniella, Selina, get your asses back in this ring already! Y’all out here acting cute like we got all night or something.
(Milli looks over to notice Caroline on the opposite side of the ring, staring back at her, not phased by ToXXXin’s behavior and wearing a stoic expression, focused on the most important target in the match. Milli knows at this point ToXXXin won’t budge, so she decides to just give them what they want.)
Milli Banks: (off-mic) Aight then, let’s go.
(Milli turns to face Caroline as the two slowly begin circling around one another.)
Stew-O: Alright, I guess it’s gonna be Caroline and Milli squaring off to start! Remember, Caroline called her shot first before ToXXXin inserted themselves into the title picture, and now the Champion finally gets a chance to go face to face with her again!
Flannery McCoy: OR MAYBE NOT! AS SELINA DRAGS CAROLINE OUT UNDERNEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE, SWINGING WILDLY WITH A LARIAT! BUT CAROLINE DUCKS UNDERNEATH AND BACKS SELINA UP THE RAMP SLIGHTLY WITH A FLURRY OF RIGHT HANDS! GRABBING THE BACK OF HER HEAD AND SLAMMING HER FACE FIRST OFF THE BARRICADE AT THE END!
(Milli remains in the ring, watching everything unfold before—)
Stew-O: FROM BEHIND— OOH! MILLI VIOLENTLY COLLIDES WITH THE ROPES AFTER GETTING BLINDSIDED BY ATLAS! A HARD RUNNING ELBOW TO THE BACK OF HER HEAD!
Jake Mercer: Serves her right. Why turn your back to these two in a match?
Flannery McCoy: SELINA GETS LEANED UP AGAINST THE BARRICADE BY CAROLINE FOR A KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST! SELINA IS STAGGERED AS SHE WALKS AWAY— MEANWHILE, DANIELLA’S UNLOADING WITH STOMPS TO A DOWNED MILLI! HAVING DROPPED TO ALL FOURS AFTER THAT ATTACK AND STANDS HER UP FOR A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT AGAINST THE ROPES!
Stew-O: MILLI IS LEANING AS DANIELLA RUNS OFF THE OPPOSITE SET OF ROPES— GETTING CAUGHT WITH A CALF KICK BY MILLI! DANIELLA SITS UP, STUNNED AFTER GETTING ROCKED AND MILLI STANDS HER UP! LEANING ATLAS AGAINST THE ROPES FOR AN IRISH WHIP—
(…only for someone to suddenly grab Daniella’s opposite wrist.)
(That someone being Caroline, as she and Milli exchange a quick glance before giving a brief nod of understanding, at least for the moment.)
Flannery McCoy: DOUBLE IRISH WHIP BY CAROLINE AND MILLI FOR A DOUBLE BACK ELBOW ONTO DANIELLA!
(Daniella rolls out of the ring to regroup with Selina at ringside while Minerva leans forward in her chair, watching closely to see how the two respond.)
Stew-O: And ToXXXin’s gotta regroup, gotta reassess their strategy after things went south with Milli and Caroline being ready for their attempts to surprise them. As you can see, Minerva’s watching closely. Probably interested in how her group will react to adversity.
Flannery McCoy: Caroline and Milli won’t give them much time to come up with a plan, however! As they slide out to join ToXXXin at ringside, with Milli landing a KICK TO THE GUT ON ATLAS! CAROLINE SPINS SELINA AROUND TO DELIVER A RIGHT HAND!
Jake Mercer: This is what they should’ve done to begin with. You’ve got two people trying to outsmart you at once, stop arguing and start swinging. Better late than never, I guess.
Stew-O: Caroline directs Selina to the steel steps and bounces her FACE FIRST OFF OF THEM! CAROLINE REACHES UNDER THE RING AND SMASHES SELINA ACROSS THE BACK WITH A KENDO STICK THAT SENDS HER ROUNDING THE CORNER, STAGGERING! AND MILLI WHIPS DANIELLA BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE!
Flannery McCoy: Milli marches over there, SMASHING DANIELLA IN THE FACE WITH AN ELBOW THAT SENDS HER STAGGERING! CAROLINE IS CLOSING IN ON REYES AT THE OPPOSING SIDE— BUT SELINA CATCHES HER WITH A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION! DOUBLING CAROLINE OVER BEFORE ROLLING HER INSIDE THE RING! SELINA LOOKS TO CATCH A BREATHER— BUT WITH NO WASTED MOTION, CAROLINE IS ALREADY BACK TO HER FEET! RUNNING OFF THE ROPES FOR A SUICIDE DIVE!
Stew-O: SELINA GOES BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE AS CAROLINE LANDS ON HER FEET WITH THE UTMOST OF EASE! DIRECTING REYES OVER TO THE RAMP AS MILLI GOES TO SLAM DANIELLA FACE FIRST OFF THE APRON— HOWEVER, ATLAS GETS BOTH HANDS IN FRONT TO BLOCK! SCORING WITH A BACK ELBOW INTO MILLI’S ABDOMEN!
Flannery McCoy: DANIELLA PULLS MILLI IN FRONT OF HER, LIFTING THE CHAMP UP FROM BEHIND IN AN ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION… THEN DRIVING HER DOWN ONTO THE APRON WITH A FACEBUSTER!
Stew-O: Milli’s definitely feeling the effects of that move as she clutches her nose while seated ringside. Daniella turns her attention towards the ramp as Caroline has Selina between her legs, GOING TO HOIST HER UP FOR THE “WEB OF LIES!” THAT GORY SPECIAL MANEUVER— BUT DANIELLA JUST BLINDSIDES CAROLINE FROM BEHIND! KNOCKING HER DOWN TO THE FLOOR!
Flannery McCoy: THEN LIKE A PACK OF DOGS, TOXXXIN ARE ON HER WITH STOMPS! JUST STOMPING DOWN ONTO CAROLINE REPEATEDLY BEFORE SELINA LIFTS HER UP, CALLING FOR DANIELLA TO JOIN HER AS SHE HAS CAROLINE HOOKED IN A FRONT FACELOCK!
Stew-O: ATLAS DOES NOT HESITATE IN TAKING HER UP ON THE OFFER, HELPING LIFT CAROLINE UP FOR A DOUBLE SUPLEX! OH NO, NO, NO, NO— NO!! DOUBLE SUPLEX ONTO THE RAMP, CAROLINE’S BODY HITS WITH A SICKENING THUD!
(Both Daniella and Selina sit up as Caroline continues writhing in pain in the background, the two sharing another quick look of understanding before turning their attention toward Milli Banks as she crawls around the ringpost.)
Stew-O: So far, it’s been a game of divide and conquer. I believe Minerva is liking what she’s seeing as the two set their sights on Milli Banks, with Daniella rolling her back inside the ring for Selina to take on as she mounts her with PUNCHES! SELINA LETS LOOSE PUNCHES TO THE FACE ON MILLI, TAGGING HER RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES!
Jake Mercer: See, this is smarter. ToXXXin actually using numbers instead of trying to prove a point for the crowd. We definitely got somebody wrestling with a brain!
Flannery McCoy: Oh please, Jake. You’re only saying that because it’s ToXXXin. Two-on-one advantage or not, they’re jumping the Champion before this thing can even settle in!
Stew-O: Selina pulls Milli Banks back up and PLANTS HER right back down with a NECKBREAKER! Now it’s Daniella attempting to direct traffic here as she has Selina pick Milli back up, holding her in place with both arms hooked behind her back for a KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE EXPOSED CHEST!
Flannery McCoy: A HUGE CHOP BY ATLAS THAT MILLI COULDN’T EVEN DEFEND HERSELF FROM! CAUSING MILLI TO STUMBLE AROUND BEFORE GETTING GRABBED AGAIN BY REYES, HOLDING MILLI IN PLACE BY THE HAIR FOR ANOTHER KNIFE EDGE CHOP! BANKS GOES STAGGERING INTO THE CORNER NEARBY AS DANIELLA CLOSES IN, GRABBING HOLD OF HER WRIST FOR AN IRISH WHIP TO THE OPPOSITE!
Stew-O: Milli hits the buckles HARD and stumbles right out into a THIRD knife edge chop that drops her! Milli’s down, clutching at her chest in pain and you know every one of those shots is taking a toll!
Jake Mercer: Come on, Milli! She should really be figuring out a way to get out of this situation right now.
Flannery McCoy: You don’t say? It’s clearly a tough situation for her, as no matter who you are, getting outnumbered by two threats like Daniella and Selina will catch up to you eventually.
Stew-O: Daniella and Selina are standing tall in the ring, asserting their dominance over the field. ToXXXin have certainly been a presence in this match and Daniella takes notice of Caroline crawling down the ramp to ringside. She was just suplexed on that ramp not too long ago, now Daniella is going after her, having rolled out the ring, leaving Reyes behind to deal with Banks.
Flannery McCoy: Daniella stands Caroline up and goes to throw her into the steel steps— BUT CAROLINE REVERSES THE IRISH WHIP! PUTTING HER ALL INTO THROWING DANIELLA SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE STEEL!
(CRASH!!)
Flannery McCoy: CAROLINE SHAKES THE COBWEBS OUT HER HEAD BEFORE GRABBING A CHAIN FROM UNDERNEATH THE RING! CLIMBING ONTO THE APRON— BUT GETS KNOCKED OFF WITH A PUMP KICK BY REYES FROM IN THE RING!
Jake Mercer: THERE we go! That’s what I’m talking about! Selina just shut all that spooky, mysterious nonsense down real quick!
Stew-O: Selina seems annoyed to ToXXXin’s plan going a bit south there, but shifts her focus back towards Milli, who she goes to stand up with that chain Caroline dropped in the ring— BUT MILLI EXPLODES WITH A FOREARM! KNOCKING IT OUT HER HANDS! FOREARM BY MILLI BANKS, FOLLOWED BY ANOTHER! PERFORMING A FLURRY AS SHE DESPERATELY TRIES TO GET BACK INTO THIS!
Flannery McCoy: SELINA’S STUNNED AS MILLI PLACES HER IN A FRONT FACELOCK, GOING FOR THAT TORNADO DDT SETUP TO “STRANGE JOURNEY” AS SHE KICKS OFF THE TOP ROPE! BUT SELINA THROWS HER OFF BEFORE SHE COULD CONNECT! MILLI LANDS ON HER FEET— BUT EATS A KICK TO THE GUT BY REYES! WHO BEGINS CLUBBING DOWN ON A KNEELING BANKS AS DANIELLA ATLAS JOINS IN ON THE ASSAULT!
Stew-O: ONCE AGAIN, ITS A PACK OF DOG MENTALITY AS MILLI’S ROLLED ON HER BACK AND GETS STOMPED DOWN UPON BY BOTH MEMBERS OF TOXXXIN! SIMILAR TO WHAT THEY DID TO CAROLINE ON THE RAMPWAY— BUT SPEAKING OF! IT’S CAROLINE! CAROLINE IS BACK IN THIS MATCH!
Flannery McCoy: SELINA GOES TO MEET HER AS SHE SLIDES IN THE RING, BUT CAROLINE DELIVERS A RIGHT HAND TO THE FACE! CAROLINE SPINS AROUND, FIGHTING DANIELLA OFF WITH A RIGHT HAND AS WELL! ALTERNATING BETWEEN BOTH WITH RIGHT HAND AFTER RIGHT HAND— BEFORE SELINA CUTS HER OFF WITH A KICK TO THE GUT!
Stew-O: Caroline doubles over, being left alone with ToXXXin in the ring as Milli Banks has rolled out. The two double Irish whip Caroline into the corner and DANIELLA CHARGES IN! BUT CAROLINE SIDESTEPS OUT THE WAY, WITH DANIELLA CRASHING SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST!
Flannery McCoy: SELINA RUSHES IN AFTER HER AS DANIELLA TUMBLES OUT TO THE APRON— BUT CAROLINE HALTS HER MOMENTUM WITH A BACK ELBOW! SELINA STAGGERS OFF OF IT AS DANIELLA STANDS HERSELF UP ON THE APRON, NOT EVEN USING THAT LEFT SHOULDER AS IT REMAINS STUCK TO HER HIP! CAROLINE TAKES ADVANTAGE, SPRINGING OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE WITH A TRIANGLE DROPKICK TO KNOCK ATLAS OFF THE APRON!
Jake Mercer: :yikes: Looks like things are going south for ToXXXin.
Stew-O: Minerva’s encouraging for Daniella to get up as Caroline ducks underneath a clothesline attempt by Reyes! THE TWO BOUNCING OFF OPPOSITE SETS OF ROPES AND CAROLINE USING REYES’ OWN MOMENTUM AGAINST HER WITH “SOUTHERN GOTHIC!” :damn:
Flannery McCoy: FALLAWAY MOONSAULT SLAM! AND CAROLINE POPS TO HER FEET, MANEUVERING AROUND SELINA’S BODY TO DASH TOWARDS THE ROPES, FLYING THROUGH THE MIDDLE WITH A “NO ESCAPE!” SUICIDE DIVE DDT ONTO ATLAS, SPIKING HER ON HER HEAD! NEXT, CAROLINE HOPS ONTO THE APRON! SCALING TO THE TOP ROPE FOR A DIVING BACK ELBOW ONTO SELINA! CAROLINE CRAWLS INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: KICKOUT! …Selina crawls to a far corner, picking herself up for separation against Caroline who isn’t going to allow it as she closes in. Caroline winds back for a KNIFE EDGE CHOP AGAINST THE CHEST! Selina staggers to another, but Caroline follows her there as well to deliver a KNIFE EDGE CHOP! Selina goes to another corner, but the same cycle repeats itself with a THIRD knife edge chop!
Flannery McCoy: Selina pushes past Caroline and collapses down to a knee against the middle rope… but Caroline stands her back up, placing Selina in the last corner. Going to hit all four corners with her FOURTH KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST! LIGHTING REYES UP HERE LIKE ITS THE FOURTH OF JULY!
Stew-O: Caroline brings Reyes to another corner where she bounces her off FACE FIRST ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! Selina barely has a clue where she is now as she gets sent to the opposite corner with an Irish whip— NO! SELINA REVERSES IT, SENDING CAROLINE INSTEAD! BUT THOSE STRIKES HAVE TAKEN A TOLL AS SHE DROPS TO HER KNEE, UNABLE TO FOLLOW UP INSTANTLY!
Jake Mercer: Luckily, Daniella’s here to pick up the slack!
Flannery McCoy: YEP, AS SHE SLIDES INTO THE RING BARRELING STRAIGHT TOWARDS CAROLINE— WHO GETS THE BOOT UP ON HER! DANIELLA GOES DOWN TO A KNEE AFTER STAGGERING AND SELINA RUNS IN NEXT! BUT CAROLINE SCORES WITH A BACK ELBOW, STAGGERING HER BACK AND ALLOWING THE “QUEEN OF SHADOWS” ENOUGH TIME TO SCALE THE ROPES! KEEPING HER BACK TOWARDS SELINA ON THE TOP!
Stew-O: CAROLINE THEN LEAPS OFF WITH A MOONSAULT—
Jake Mercer: SUPERKICK! :damn:
Stew-O: SELINA INTERCEPTS CAROLINE’S MOONSAULT OUT OF MID AIR WITH A SUPERKICK! DOWN GOES CAROLINE, WHO GETS QUICKLY CHUCKED OUT THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE BY ATLAS!
(Caroline nearly reaches Minerva’s feet at ringside, clutching at her jaw in pain as Minerva simply looks down at her. Showing little care for Caroline or getting involved herself, Minerva keeps her attention focused on Daniella and Selina inside the ring.)
Flannery McCoy: ToXXXin has discarded Caroline and both members turn around to see the Champion waiting for em! Milli shows absolutely zero fear in the face of their numbers game and TOXXXIN LUNGES FORWARD! WITH MILLI CRACKING DANIELLA IN THE SKULL WITH A FOREARM, SPINNING BACK AROUND TO DELIVER ONE ON REYES! MILLI IS GOING BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN BOTH!
Stew-O: A FOREARM ON ATLAS! A FOREARM ON REYES! ATLAS! REYES! ATLAS— REYES CUTS HER OFF WITH A FOREARM TO THE BACK! MILLI DROPS TO A KNEE BEFORE GETTING WHIPPED TOWARDS THE ROPES BY REYES— BUT MILLI RETURNS BACK WITH A FLYING FOREARM SMASH!
Jake Mercer: Oh no, what a tragedy. ToXXXin almost had control of the match again. Somebody check on Flannery before she starts panicking.
Flannery McCoy: DANIELLA SHOOTS OUT THE CORNER! RUNNING STRAIGHT INTO A HURRICANRANA BY MILLI! DANIELLA SITS UP, ARCHING HER BACK IN PAIN AS MILLI PICKS SELINA BACK UP OFF THE GROUND FOR AN IRISH WHIP INTO THE CORNER! BUT SELINA TURNS IT AROUND ON MILLI, TOSSING HER TO THE CORNER INSTEAD!
Stew-O: REYES CHARGES IN WITH A RUNNING BACK ELBOW IN THE CORNER! BUT MILLI SIDESTEPS AND SHE GOES BACK FIRST INTO THE CORNER INSTEAD WHERE MILLI LIFTS HER TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE FOR A DROPKICK! MILLI WITH A DROPKICK TO SELINA THAT SENDS HER TUMBLING TO RINGSIDE, HITTING THE APRON ON HER FALL DOWN!
(Milli slides out to ringside where Daniella is laid out, but not before locking eyes with Minerva for a brief moment. Milli then turns her attention back to Daniella, grabbing hold of her and pulling her to her feet as Minerva watches closely, barely showing any reaction.)
Flannery McCoy: I feel Milli was trying to provoke Minerva there, almost daring her to do something, but no. Minerva seems intent on just watching as Daniella flies right past her, getting thrown back first into a corner of the barricade! MILLI THEN LINES HER UP FOR A RUNNING BIG BOOT TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD THAT SENDS DANIELLA SPILLING OVER!
Stew-O: Milli grabs hold of Selina and throws HER over the barricade as well! Joining Daniella as the two stir together in the crowd area… Milli creates a bit of space… BUILDING MOMENTUM AS SHE LEAPS ONTO THE BARRICADE AND KICKS OFF WITH A CROSSBODY ONTO BOTH WOMEN!
Jake Mercer: Alright, okay, I’ll give her that one! That was actually nasty. Milli just wiped both of them out, and somehow I don’t think ToXXXin saw that coming.
Flannery McCoy: Hey, this crowd is fired up for Milli as she throws Selina over the barricade back to the ringside area! Selina stumbles back to her feet, sliding into the ring to get away from Banks who doesn’t give her much space as she slides in the ring herself. Selina’s up to both knees, reeling after everything that’s occurred thus far and Milli grabs hold of her wrist!
Stew-O: THIS CROWD IS ON THEIR FEET AS THEY KNOW WHAT’S COMING NEXT! MILLI COCKS BACK FOR THAT “MEGIDOLADYNE!” :lupe:
Stew-O: BUT DANIELLA! DANIELLA INTERJECTS AGAIN, SAVING HER PARTNER AND GRABBING MILLI FROM BEHIND IN A REAR WAISTLOCK TO BREAK THINGS UP! MILLI STARTS RAPID FIRING OFF BACK ELBOWS TO THE FACE OF ATLAS, TRYING TO SHAKE FREE! ALTERNATING TO HER LEFT NOW— BEFORE DANIELLA DUCKS UNDERNEATH ONE!
Flannery McCoy: MANAGING TO HOOK MILLI’S ARM OVER HER SHOULDER AS SHE DEADLIFTS HER UP OFF THE GROUND! MILLI’S ATTEMPTS TO FIGHT OUT OF THIS ARE FUTILE AS DANIELLA USES THAT POWER TO DUMP MILLI HIGH ON HER NECK AND SHOULDERS WITH A SAITO SUPLEX!
Jake Mercer: Milli’s body looks like a chalk outline right now.
Stew-O: Lying in a world of pain before rolling out as Daniella bends down to check on Selina Reyes— BUT CAROLINE COMES FROM OUT OF NOWHERE TO STAND DANIELLA UPRIGHT FOR A KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST! BACKING DANIELLA INTO THE CORNER WITH ONE AFTER ANOTHER! NOW SWITCHING THINGS UP A BIT, SWITCHING BETWEEN CLOTHESLINE AND CHOPS IN RAPID FIRE SUCCESSION WHILE DANIELLA’S TRAPPED IN SAID CORNER!
Flannery McCoy: CAROLINE’S STARTING TO BUILD SOME MOMENTUM AS SHE TRIES TO IRISH WHIP DANIELLA TOWARD THE OPPOSITE CORNER— OR AT LEAST ATTEMPTS TO! ATLAS TURNS IT AROUND, SENDING CAROLINE INTO THE CORNER INSTEAD! CAROLINE SPRINGS OFF THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE, LOOKING TO KEEP THAT MOMENTUM ROLLING WITH A RUNNING CLOTHESLINE— BUT DANIELLA CATCHES HER WITH A SNAP FLATLINER!
Stew-O: NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH “THE MEMORY ROOM!” DANIELLA WITH A MUCH QUICKER, MORE SUDDEN VERSION OF THE MOVE TO DRIVE CAROLINE FACE FIRST INTO THE MAT! CAROLINE POPS BACK TO ALL FOURS, DAZED, AS ATLAS QUICKLY MOVES TO TRANSITION INTO A DEADLIFT GERMAN SUPLEX! JUST PEELING ALL 109 POUNDS OF CAROLINE OFF THE MAT LIKE IT’S NOTHING!
Jake Mercer: “109 pounds” is insane. Daniella’s tossing her around like luggage right now.
Flannery McCoy: Daniella’s literally got Caroline hanging in the air like a child before FINALLY THROWING HER WITH THE GERMAN SUPLEX— WAIT! CAROLINE! CAROLINE BACKFLIPS ONTO HER FEET! :roman:
Stew-O: THAT ATHLETICISM ON FULL DISPLAY! DANIELLA TURNS AROUND AND MARCHES RIGHT TOWARD HER, BUT CAROLINE TAKES HER DOWN WITH A DOUBLE LEG! JACKKNIFE COVER! SHOULDERS DOWN!
ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Flannery McCoy: SUPERKICK! SUPERKICK TO THE SIDE OF CAROLINE’S HEAD FROM REYES TO BREAK IT UP!
(Selina doubles over, taking a second to catch her breath as Caroline rolls away and sprawls across the canvas. Reyes begins stepping toward her, but Daniella Atlas quickly throws a hand out in front of Selina, wanting first dibs on Caroline after what just transpired as she reaches down to grab hold of her—)
Stew-O: OH— POISONRANA! POISONRANA ONTO ATLAS! :damn:
Jake Mercer: There it is! Took long enough! You knew this partnership was gonna blow up eventually, and Selina just picked the perfect moment to remind Daniella this is every woman for herself.
Stew-O: YOU HAD TO KNOW SOMETHING LIKE THAT WAS COMING! THIS IS STILL EVERY WOMAN FOR HERSELF, AND TOXXXIN HAS BEEN WORKING TOGETHER FOR MOST OF THIS MATCH! BUT LET’S NOT FORGET, THESE TWO ARE OPPORTUNISTS! SELINA WAITED FOR THE PERFECT MOMENT TO STRIKE THERE!
Flannery McCoy: EVEN MINERVA LOOKS A LITTLE SURPRISED AT RINGSIDE! SHE JUST DID A WHOLE DOUBLE TAKE WATCHING THAT HAPPEN!
Stew-O: I THINK BOTH MEMBERS OF TOXXXIN ARE FINE WITH EITHER WOMAN WALKING OUT CHAMPION, BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN THEY’RE GONNA HAND IT TO THE OTHER! THEY BOTH WANT TO WIN THIS THING TOO AS SELINA QUICKLY SLITHERS INTO THE COVER ON DANIELLA, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Stew-O: KICKOUT!
Stew-O: DANIELLA STAYS ALIVE, BUT SELINA ISN’T GIVING HER A SECOND TO BREATHE! REYES IMMEDIATELY DRAGS ATLAS BACK TO HER FEET, TUCKING HER HEAD BETWEEN HER LEGS FOR “ORYX AWAKENING!” :lupe:
Jake Mercer: Oh, come on Selina, finish this already. I am begging for somebody not named Milli Banks to capitalize for once. 🤞
Flannery McCoy: SELINA HAS DANIELLA UPSIDE DOWN— BUT ATLAS STARTS KICKING HER LEGS! FIGHTING HER WAY FREE BEFORE DROPPING BACK TO THE MAT AND MUSCLING SELINA UP AND OVER WITH A BACK BODY DROP!
Stew-O: DANIELLA WASTES NO TIME DRAGGING SELINA BACK UP AND ABSOLUTELY CRACKING HER ACROSS THE CHEST WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP THAT ECHOES THROUGHOUT THE ARENA! REYES DROPS TO BOTH KNEES FROM THE IMPACT! DANIELLA’S USING THAT POWER ADVANTAGE NOW, PULLING HER BACK UP FOR SOMETHING ELSE— BUT REYES COUNTERS INTO A FIREMAN’S CARRY! SCOOPING ATLAS UP FOR SOMETHING BIG!
Flannery McCoy: BUT DANIELLA SLIPS OUT BEHIND HER! GRABS THE ARM FOR A RIPCORD… “INAMORATA!” INAMORATA LARIAT TURNS SELINA INSIDE OUT! BUT BEFORE DANIELLA CAN EVEN THINK ABOUT CAPITALIZING, MILLI’S ALREADY BACK IN THE RING! CHARGING RIGHT AT ATLAS— ONLY TO GET CAUGHT WITH A SNAP GERMAN SUPLEX! MILLI GETS DUMPED HIGH ON HER NECK AND SHOULDERS THANKS TO DANIELLA!
Stew-O: CAROLINE PULLS HERSELF UP IN THE CORNER AND CHARGES TOWARD DANIELLA BEFORE SHE CAN CAPITALIZE ON MILLI! BUT DANIELLA MOVES FAST, SLIPPING BEHIND HER AND HOISTING CAROLINE UP FOR ANOTHER GERMAN SUPLEX— NO! CAROLINE FIRES A BACK ELBOW MID-LIFT! CATCHING DANIELLA RIGHT ON THE JAW AND FORCING HER TO LET GO!
Flannery McCoy: CAROLINE SWINGS WILDLY— BUT DANIELLA BURSTS FORWARD, GRABBING HER FOR “THE MEMORY ROOM!” THAT SWINGING REVERSE STO— NO! CAROLINE SLIPS OUT THE BACK! JUMPING ONTO DANIELLA FOR A VICTORY ROLL!
Stew-O: BUT DANIELLA BLOCKS IT! TRANSITIONING IMMEDIATELY INTO A CRADLE BACK-TO-BELLY PILEDRIVER! DRIVING CAROLINE RIGHT DOWN ONTO HER HEAD BEFORE FLOWING INTO A BEAUTIFUL DEADLIFT GERMAN SUPLEX! SHE FINALLY CONNECTS! DANIELLA HOLDS THE BRIDGE FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRR—
Flannery McCoy: WHOA— SELINA! SELINA BREAKS IT UP WITH A JUMPING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP RIGHT TO THE ABDOMEN! NO DOUBT KNOCKING THE WIND OUT OF HER OWN PARTNER— BUT MILLI COMES FLYING IN OUTTA NOWHERE WITH A SHOTGUN DROPKICK! SENDING SELINA CRASHING BACK INTO THE CORNER! THE BACK OF HER HEAD SNAPPING OFF THAT BOTTOM TURNBUCKLE!
Stew-O: MILLI’S BACK UP— BUT NOT FOR LONG! DISCUS CLOTHESLINE BY CAROLINE! SHE PUT EVERYTHING SHE HAD INTO THAT ONE, AND JUST LIKE THAT EVERY COMPETITOR IS DOWN!
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! 👏 THIS IS AWESOME! 👏 THIS IS AWESOME! 👏
(All four women remain down inside the ring as the camera cuts to Minerva at ringside. She glances around for a moment, acknowledging the chants with a small nod, clearly impressed by the match and the efforts of ToXXXin, though only briefly before her attention quickly shifts back toward the action in the ring.)
Stew-O: I’ve gotta agree with the fans here in Ireland, because this match HAS been awesome! Four women throwing absolutely everything they have at each other with the Universal Women’s Championship hanging in the balance!
Jake Mercer: This match has definitely been fantastic. I may have been rooting for ToXXXin, but all four of these ladies have been killing it!
Flannery McCoy: Wow. You actually said something smart.
Jake Mercer: What do you mean? I always do.
Stew-O: Well, regardless, all four women are finally starting to stir and whoever gets back to their feet first could have a huge advantage here! Whether it’s Milli Banks, Caroline, Daniella Atlas, or Selina Reyes, somebody has to capitalize!
Flannery McCoy: Selina’s crawling over toward Daniella now! The two reconnecting and using each other to pull themselves back up while on the opposite side of the ring, Caroline and Milli are slowly dragging themselves upright as well! Nobody’s steady here! Wobbly legs all around as all four women struggle to stay standing, and it almost feels like a line has been drawn straight through the middle of this ring!
Stew-O: Yeah, Daniella and Selina on one side, Milli and Caroline on the other! ToXXXin standing shoulder to shoulder against the Champion and another challenger!
(Both Selina and Daniella exchange another nod, seemingly back on the same page as they begin marching toward Milli and Caroline…)
Stew-O: FOREARM! DOUBLE FOREARMS FROM SELINA AND DANIELLA! DANIELLA CRACKS CAROLINE RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE WHILE SELINA BLASTS MILLI WITH ONE OF HER OWN! BOTH SHOTS LAND CLEAN— BUT MILLI AND CAROLINE FIRE RIGHT BACK WITH FOREARMS OF THEIR OWN!
Flannery McCoy: DANIELLA AND SELINA GET ROCKED FOR A SECOND THERE! YOU CAN SEE THEM STRUGGLING TO GATHER THEMSELVES, TRYING TO SHAKE THE COBWEBS OUT— BUT THEY ANSWER RIGHT BACK WITH FOREARMS! MILLI AND CAROLINE THROW SOME BACK! DANIELLA! SELINA! MORE FOREARMS! NOBODY’S GIVING AN INCH HERE!
Stew-O: MILLI AND CAROLINE ARE STARTING TO TAKE OVER NOW! THROWING FOREARMS IN RAPID FIRE! THEY’RE OVERWHELMING DANIELLA AND SELINA WITH A FRANTIC BARRAGE, NOT GIVING EITHER WOMAN A CHANCE TO RESPOND! BUT WAIT— IT LOOKS LIKE MAYBE THEY SPENT THE LAST OF THEIR ENERGY THERE! BOTH MILLI AND CAROLINE STOP TO CATCH THEIR BREATH—
Flannery McCoy: UH OH!
Stew-O: BIG MISTAKE! DANIELLA AND SELINA IMMEDIATELY RAKE THE EYES! BOTH OF THEM! CAROLINE AND MILLI GETTING THEIR VISION TAKEN AWAY!
Flannery McCoy: HEY, IT’S LEGAL! NO RULES IN A FATAL FOUR WAY!
Stew-O: Well, the damage has been done as Caroline and Milli stumble down to a knee, desperately trying to clear their vision while Selina and Daniella remain standing— WAIT A SECOND! DANIELLA JUST CAUGHT SELINA WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP RIGHT ACROSS THE CHEST! YOU COULD SEE THE PAIN IMMEDIATELY FLASH ACROSS REYES’ FACE!
Flannery McCoy: SELINA FIRES BACK WITH A FOREARM TO THE FACE OF ATLAS! BUT DANIELLA ANSWERS RIGHT BACK WITH ANOTHER CHOP! THESE TWO JUST TURNED ON EACH OTHER AGAIN!
Stew-O: AND THEY GOT TOO FOCUSED ON EACH OTHER! THEY TOOK THEIR EYES OFF THE PRIZE! CAROLINE AND MILLI ARE BACK UP! DOUBLE FOREARMS FROM BOTH WOMEN! CAROLINE IS LIGHTING DANIELLA UP WITH THOSE STIFF SHOTS, BACKING HER STRAIGHT INTO THE CORNER!
Jake Mercer: AND MILLI JUST JACKED SELINA’S JAW WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! THAT SHOT ROCKS REYES AND SENDS HER STUMBLING BACK INTO THE CORNER! NOW MILLI’S GOING TO WORK WITH FOREARMS OF HER OWN AS SELINA TRIES TO COVER UP!
Stew-O: MILLI IS BATTERING HER DOWN TO THE SECOND TURNBUCKLE BEFORE DRAGGING SELINA BACK UP TO HER FEET! IRISH WHIP TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER—
Flannery McCoy: OOH! MILLI STARTED CHARGING IN— BUT CAROLINE CUTS HER OFF IN THE CENTER OF THE RING WITH A RUNNING BIG BOOT RIGHT TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! MILLI DROPS AS SELINA BURSTS OUT OF THE CORNER, WINDING UP FOR A RIGHT HAND— BUT CAROLINE IS QUICKER! A FOREARM SMASHES REYES ACROSS THE FACE AND DROPS HER TO THE CANVAS!
Stew-O: DANIELLA COMES STORMING OUT OF THE CORNER NEXT— BUT CAROLINE USES THAT MOMENTUM AGAINST HER! SPANISH FLY! BEAUTIFUL SPANISH FLY FROM CAROLINE! SHE STACKS ATLAS UP AND HOOKS THE LEG DEEP FOR THE COVER! DANIELLA’S KICKING HER LEGS, TRYING DESPERATELY TO SHAKE FREE!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Stew-O: KICKOUT! DANIELLA POWERS OUT JUST IN TIME! BUT WOW, CAROLINE ALMOST STOLE THIS THING RIGHT THERE! THAT SPANISH FLY CAME OUT OF ABSOLUTELY NOWHERE!
Flannery McCoy: Meanwhile, Milli and Selina have spilled out to ringside, leaving just Caroline and Daniella in the ring! Caroline’s already slithering underneath the bottom rope and onto the apron! Looks like she’s stalking Atlas here, lining up something huge as Daniella slowly fights back to her feet, still completely rocked from that Spanish Fly—
Stew-O: WAIT! SELINA AT RINGSIDE! SELINA JUST GRABBED HOLD OF CAROLINE’S ANKLE!
Jake Mercer: I swear, ToXXXin are everywhere tonight. Every time somebody gets momentum, here comes Daniella or Selina sticking their nose right back in it.
Stew-O: CAROLINE SHAKES FREE! BOOTING SELINA AWAY AND SENDING HER STUMBLING BACK INTO MILLI, WHO’S JUST NOW TRYING TO PULL HERSELF UP AT RINGSIDE! AND LOOK AT THIS! CAROLINE JUST GOT AN IDEA!
Flannery McCoy: NO WAY!
Stew-O: CAROLINE CLIMBS TO THE TOP ROPE WITH HER BACK TURNED TO BOTH WOMEN— MOONSAULT TO THE OUTSIDE!! MOONSAULT ONTO BOTH MILLI AND SELINA! CAROLINE JUST WIPED THEM BOTH OUT AT RINGSIDE! WHAT A RISK! AND SOMEHOW SHE’S ALREADY BACK ON THE APRON!
Flannery McCoy: BUT DANIELLA’S RIGHT THERE! CHARGING HER!
Stew-O: FOREARM! CAROLINE CATCHES HER CLEAN WITH A FOREARM SHOT, SENDING DANIELLA REELING BACK BEFORE SPRINGBOARDING OFF THE TOP ROPE FOR SOMETHING HUGE— NO! DANIELLA DUCKS UNDERNEATH IT! WHATEVER CAROLINE HAD IN MIND DOESN’T CONNECT AND CAROLINE ROLLS THROUGH TO HER FEET!
Flannery McCoy: DANIELLA WASTES NO TIME! SHE’S GOT CAROLINE HOOKED FOR “THE MEMORY ROOM!”
Stew-O: BUT CAROLINE SPINS OUT OF IT! TWIRLS FREE AND SLIPS RIGHT BEHIND DANIELLA— “A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE!!” HEADLOCK DRIVER! HEADLOCK DRIVER SPIKES DANIELLA RIGHT ONTO THE TOP OF HER HEAD! CAROLINE HOOKS THE LEG! THIS COULD BE IT!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(…)
(…)
Flannery McCoy: MILLI MAKES THE SAVE! DOUBLE AXE HANDLE TO THE ABDOMEN! MILLI DIVES IN AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND TO BREAK IT UP!
Jake Mercer: Milli saves the match! I’m surprised. It looked like Caroline nearly got that one, but I had faith in Daniella! I’m sure she would’ve kicked out!
(Caroline pushes herself to all fours, clutching at her torso after the interruption before locking eyes with Milli. Frustration and anger written across Caroline’s face after having victory ripped away, while Milli stares right back with fierce determination of her own, also down on all fours. Slowly, both women begin rising back up at the exact same time…)
Stew-O: MILLI WINDS BACK— BUT CAROLINE STRIKES FIRST WITH A SPINNING BACK KICK! RIGHT TO THE MIDSECTION! FOLLOWED UP BY A PUNT KICK TO THE CHEST THAT FORCES MILLI BACK UPRIGHT FOR ANOTHER SPINNING BACK KICK THAT DOUBLES HER OVER! CAROLINE HITS THE ROPES AS MILLI STAGGERS, DROPPING TO A KNEE— SLIDING SINGLE LEG DROPKICK! THAT SHOT SPINS MILLI AROUND!
Flannery McCoy: CAROLINE’S MOVING FAST NOW! WHIPS MILLI INTO THE CORNER AND STARTS BUILDING MOMENTUM FOR “IN THE SHADOW GARDEN!” ROUND OFF INTO THE BACK HANDSPRING— NO! MILLI CATCHES HER RIGHT OUT OF MID AIR ONTO THE SHOULDERS! BLUE THUNDER BOMB! CAROLINE GETS DRIVEN INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING! MILLI HOLDS IT FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: DANIELLA BREAKS IT UP! SLIDING INTO THE RING AND CHARGING OFF THE ROPES WITH A BIG BOOT TO MILLI! DANIELLA IMMEDIATELY TOSSES THE CHAMPION OUT OF THE RING BEFORE TURNING HER ATTENTION BACK TO CAROLINE! NOW LIFTING HER UP ONTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE IN THE CORNER! DANIELLA CLIMBS TO THE MIDDLE ROPE, LOOKING TO HOOK HER FOR A SUPERPLEX—
Flannery McCoy: BUT CAROLINE’S FIGHTING BACK! SHOTS TO THE MIDSECTION! BREAKING DANIELLA’S GRIP BEFORE A HEADBUTT SENDS ATLAS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE! DANIELLA’S STUMBLING AROUND ON SPAGHETTI LEGS AS MILLI BANKS SLIDES BACK INTO THE RING!
Stew-O: MILLI MAKES A BEELINE FOR ATLAS— BUT DANIELLA TURNS IT AROUND AND LAUNCHES HER OVERHEAD! MILLI CRASHES RIGHT INTO CAROLINE AS SHE’S PERCHED ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! BOTH WOMEN COLLIDE HARD, WITH CAROLINE TUMBLING TO THE OUTSIDE AS DANIELLA REELS MILLI BACK IN FOR… “SOUTH OF HEAVEN!”
Flannery McCoy: MILLI GETS DRIVEN INTO THE MAT WITH AUTHORITY! DANIELLA STACKS HER UP FOR THE COVER!
Jake Mercer: Alright, THIS has gotta be it. I actually mean it this time.
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(…)
(…)
Stew-O: NO WAY! MILLI KICKS OUT! MILLI BANKS JUST SURVIVED “SOUTH OF HEAVEN!”
(Minerva rises slightly from her seat for a moment, impressed, before calmly sitting back down and continuing to observe.)
Stew-O: AND DANIELLA ISN’T WASTING TIME! IF ONE PLAN DOESN’T WORK, YOU GO TO ANOTHER! SHE’S ALREADY TRANSITIONING INTO “HERMES LAW!” LOOKING FOR THAT STANDING INVERTED TEXAS CLOVERLEAF! AND YOU HAVE TO REMEMBER, MILLI HAS THAT BRACE ON THE RIGHT KNEE AFTER EVERYTHING SHE’S BEEN THROUGH!
Flannery McCoy: SHE’S GOT IT LOCKED IN! DANIELLA HAS “HERMES LAW” CINCHED IN TIGHT! MILLI’S REACHING FOR THE ROPES, TRYING TO PULL HERSELF CLOSER— BUT ROPE BREAKS DON’T MATTER IN A FATAL FOUR WAY!
Jake Mercer: Yeah, good. End it already! Daniella’s got her dead to rights and I’d love to see somebody finally shut all this “unstoppable champion” talk up.
Stew-O: MILLI’S STILL REACHING, MAYBE TRYING TO DRAG HERSELF OUT OF THE RING— BUT DANIELLA ISN’T LETTING HER GO ANYWHERE! WAIT! MILLI ROLLS THROUGH! COUNTERING OUT OF THE HOLD AND SENDING DANIELLA FACE FIRST INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! MILLI TRIES TO GET BACK TO HER FEET, CLEARLY FAVORING THAT KNEE—
Flannery McCoy: SPEAKING OF THE KNEE! SELINA REYES COMES FLYING IN WITH THE “ALAMO KNEE!” THAT SHOT JUST TURNED MILLI INSIDE OUT! BUT LOOK AT THE RING AWARENESS FROM THE CHAMPION! MILLI ROLLS OUT OF THE RING BEFORE SELINA CAN CRAWL INTO A COVER!
Stew-O: SELINA IMMEDIATELY TURNS HER ATTENTION BACK TO DANIELLA, WHO’S SLUMPED DOWN IN A SEATED POSITION IN THE CORNER! REYES CHARGES IN— “KNOCKOUT SMASH!” RUNNING HIP ATTACK CONNECTS! DANIELLA’S HEAD SNAPS BACK BEFORE ROLLING OUT OF THE CORNER!
Flannery McCoy: BUT LOOK OUT! CAROLINE’S BACK ON THE TOP ROPE! “WRONG PLACE, WRONG TIME!” PHOENIX DRAGONRANA— NO! SELINA CATCHES HER! POWERBOMB COUNTER!
Stew-O: AND SHE’S NOT DONE! DEADLIFT INTO “ORYX AWAKENING!” STYLES CLASH CONNECTS! SELINA ROLLS CAROLINE ONTO BOTH SHOULDERS! THIS COULD BE IT!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Stew-O: SHOULDER UP!
Stew-O: SELINA THOUGHT SHE HAD THIS MATCH WON RIGHT THERE, BUT SHE’S NOT WASTING ANY TIME FEELING SORRY FOR HERSELF! STRAIGHT BACK TO WORK AS SHE MUSCLES CAROLINE UP ONTO HER SHOULDER AND PLACES HER ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! SELINA CLIMBS TO THE MIDDLE ROPE, LOOKING FOR A SUPERPLEX— BUT HERE COMES DANIELLA! ATLAS JOINING HER ON THE MIDDLE ROPE! TOXXXIN LOOKING TO WORK TOGETHER AGAIN AS THEY HOOK CAROLINE UP FOR A DOUBLE SUPERPLEX!
Flannery McCoy: BUT MILLI BANKS SLIDES BACK INTO THE RING AT THE LAST SECOND! LOOK AT THIS POWER! SHE’S GOT BOTH DANIELLA AND SELINA HOOKED FROM BEHIND— TOWER OF DOOM! POWERBOMB TOWER OF DOOM! EVERYBODY COMES CRASHING DOWN! CAROLINE! SELINA! DANIELLA! MILLI BARELY HAS ANYTHING LEFT BUT STILL MANAGES TO THROW AN ARM OVER BOTH DANIELLA AND SELINA FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRR—
Stew-O: KICKOUT BY BOTH WOMEN! MILLI WAS SO CLOSE TO STEALING THIS MATCH RIGHT THERE, BUT TOXXXIN IS JUST NOT READY TO GO AWAY!
Flannery McCoy: Milli crawls over to Caroline and starts dragging her back up— BUT CAROLINE FIRES OFF A FOREARM! MILLI ANSWERS WITH ONE OF HER OWN! CAROLINE! MILLI! CAROLINE! MILLI! BOTH WOMEN THROWING EVERYTHING THEY HAVE LEFT AT EACH OTHER WHILE STRUGGLING JUST TO STAY ON THEIR FEET!
Stew-O: BUT CAROLINE CREATES AN OPENING! SPINNING BACK KICK TO THE MIDSECTION SENDS MILLI STAGGERING INTO THE ROPES! CAROLINE CHARGES IN— NO! MILLI SENDS HER UP AND OVER THE SHOULDER TO RINGSIDE! BUT THERE’S NO TIME TO RECOVER AS DANIELLA COMES CHARGING OUT OF NOWHERE—
Flannery McCoy: SIDESTEP! DANIELLA GOES SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST!
(Daniella tumbles awkwardly through the middle rope and collapses to a knee at ringside, her arm draped across the steel steps—)
(BANG!!)
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD! CAROLINE! CAROLINE JUST CRUSHED DANIELLA’S ARM WITH A CHAIR! SHE BROUGHT IT DOWN RIGHT ONTO THE ARM AND SHOULDER AGAINST THE STEEL STEPS!
(Daniella writhes around in pain at ringside, clutching desperately at her arm and shoulder while Minerva immediately leaves her seat, kneeling beside Atlas to check on her condition. Caroline shows little remorse, already turning her attention back toward the ring.)
Stew-O: SUICIDE DIVE! MILLI BANKS FLIES THROUGH THE ROPES AND TAKES CAROLINE OUT! BOTH WOMEN WIPED OUT AT RINGSIDE! SELINA’S BACK TO HER FEET IN THE RING NOW THOUGH… LOOKING OUT TOWARD THE OUTSIDE, MAYBE THINKING ABOUT GOING AIRBORNE HERSELF—
(CRACK!)
Jake Mercer: :comeagain:
Stew-O: OH COME ON! WHAT THE HELL?! THAT’S RYAN WILSON! RYAN WILSON JUST CRACKED SELINA ACROSS THE BACK WITH A HOCKEY STICK!
Flannery McCoy: WE KNOW RYAN ALONGSIDE DARYL KINKADE WILL BE CHALLENGING TOXXXIN FOR THE TAG TITLES! IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S SENDING A BIT OF A MESSAGE!
(Ryan stands over Selina with a grin as Reyes crumbles to a knee and instinctively rolls inward, while Ryan quickly begins backpedaling up the ramp. Milli immediately spots the opening and slides back into the ring.)
Flannery McCoy: MILLI CAPITALIZES! SMALL PACKAGE! SMALL PACKAGE ON SELINA!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(…)
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
(…)
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(…)
Stew-O: KICKOUT! SELINA STILL KICKED OUT!
(Ryan’s grin immediately drops into shock on the stage as he throws his hands out, yelling for Milli to finish the job while pacing.)
Stew-O: I DON’T BELIEVE IT! SOMEHOW, SOMEWAY, SELINA REYES KICKS OUT EVEN AFTER THE INTERFERENCE FROM RYAN WILSON!
Jake Mercer: RYAN WILSON TRIED TO SEND A MESSAGE, BUT I THINK THAT MIGHT’VE BACKFIRED!
Stew-O: MILLI LOOKS SHOCKED HERSELF, BUT SHE’S NOT HESITATING! SHE KNOWS THAT THIS IS HER CHANCE TO END THIS!! SHE YANKS SELINA BACK UP—
Flannery McCoy: “NORTH STAR!” DDT CONNECTS! MILLI SHOOTS THE HALF! THIS HAS TO BE IT!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(…)
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: WAIT! WAIT A SECOND! CAROLINE JUST SLID BACK INTO THE RING!
Flannery McCoy: AND DANIELLA’S DRAGGING HERSELF UP ONTO THE APRON WITH JUST ONE ARM!
THHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(…)
(…)
Stew-O: SHE GOT IT— NO! WAIT! THEY WERE TOO LATE! THEY COULDN’T BREAK IT UP IN TIME!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… MILLI BANKS!
(Caroline was just a second too late to break up the cover while Daniella collapses back to a seated position at ringside, clutching at her potentially injured shoulder as “you are stronger” by Lyn Inaizumi begins to play. Milli rises to both knees, exhausted but victorious, receiving the Universal Women’s Championship as the crowd erupts in cheers while Ryan Wilson watches from the stage.)
Stew-O: What a war we just witnessed. Love her or hate her, Milli Banks survived absolute chaos tonight and somehow walked out of Ireland still the Universal Women’s Champion despite Caroline, Daniella Atlas, Selina Reyes, and even outside interference threatening to derail everything.
Jake Mercer: Congrats to Milli, I guess, but Ryan Wilson just changed the trajectory of history here! ToXXXin just got robbed!
(Ryan continues clapping on the stage as the camera cuts backstage to Daryl Kinkade in his locker room, rising to his feet while watching the monitor with a conflicted look on his face, clearly feeling Ryan crossed a line he didn’t need to.)
Stew-O: And there may be some fallout from Ryan Wilson’s actions judging by the look on Daryl Kinkade’s face backstage, but for tonight, the story remains the same… Milli Banks survives and leaves Ireland still the Universal Women’s Champion.
Flannery McCoy Yeah, and whether people agree with how we got here or not, Milli still had to survive an absolute war tonight. Caroline, Daniella, Selina, the numbers game, the chaos… and somehow she’s still standing with that Championship in her hands.
(Milli looks down at the Championship in her hands, briefly locking eyes with Minerva at ringside before looking back to the title. A proud smile slowly spreads across her face as the crowd continues cheering.)
(Then, the Fighting Spirit broadcast began to fade out, as Milli Banks held her Championship high.)
(Or… did it?)
(Moments later, the crowd would begin to roar, as the orange hue of a legend’s hair is seen taking strides up the steel steps. The mere sound of Aviva Stadium’s increase in rising decibels was enough to alert Milli, as she turned her head to grasp the commotion.)
(Soon enough, the ring would no longer be empty, as the fiery redhead stepped into the ring…)
(It was none other than Minerva.)
Crowd: 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀
(With a microphone in her hand, Minerva stepped forth, and Milli’s entire demeanor changed. Former opponents, former Pain For Pride main eventers, two women intrinsically tied to the Championship currently in Milli’s possession; once more, they came face-to-face.)
(Minerva held a microphone in her hand, yet it would be a while before she got the opportunity to use it. The roar of the crowd, the sheer excitement of seeing these two Hall of Famers in the ring with one another once more, Minerva wouldn’t be able to speak even if she tried. Or perhaps… she wasn’t going to. Milli and Minerva came eye-to-eye, as they began to stare a hole through one another.)
(Milli breathed heavily, Minerva gazed intently. Before long, their eye contact was broken, and Minerva began to look down…)
(At the Universal Women’s Championship.)
(Milli did not stop staring a hole through Minerva. She maintained her focus.)
(And Minerva lifted up her microphone…)
Minerva: I have been waiting a long… long… long time for this, Milli.
(Minerva paused. This was no surprise. In spite of the roar of the crowd, in spite of the excitement felt around the world; this wasn’t some unprecedented dream match that nobody expected to happen, this wasn’t just some fantasy that could only play out between the soft hug of a pillow, this truly was a long time coming. The Universal Women’s Championship meant something to both of these competitors, it meant a lot more than leather and gold. The white strap, the gold shield-shaped plate, complimented by the dark orchid backdrop behind the lettering, it looked visually astonishing, yet the Championship itself could have fallen apart. The white strap could have its paint peeled off as if it was shedding its skin. The plate could lose all of its gems. The dark orchid could fade to a bruised plum purple, yet, Milli Banks and Minerva would both value it just as much. It meant more to these women than just a pretty Championship, than just a “World” Championship. It was more than just status, it was more than just power, it was more than just legacy… it meant something indescribable.)
Minerva: You and I have a long history, don’t we? How these two years have flown by so fast. Don’t you agree? The night where you claimed your first Universal Women’s Championship. The night where you walked into your first Pain For Pride headliner. The night where Milli Banks became a fully realized version of herself, and started a run that has now resulted in a Hall of Fame ring soon to be placed on that tiny finger of yours…
(She pointed down at Milli’s hand — the Universal Women’s Championship in her grasp, perhaps Minerva was pointing at two different things. The sharp end of her nail came into contact with Milli’s hand, tracing her finger, Minerva made her way up Milli’s arm. Slowly, she traced her bicep, up to her shoulder, finally to her face. Milli didn’t flinch. She wasn’t going to take a step back, she wasn’t going to retreat, even if those deadly nails – the same nails that resulted in her Grand Rampage victory – attempted to claw out her eyes. She wasn’t backing down from Minerva. Minerva grinned. Pulling her nail from Milli’s face, jolting her hand back and leaving the smallest of scratches on her cheek, Minerva bit her finger.)
Minerva: …But at whose expense was that, exactly?
(Minerva’s demeanor changed. Mere seconds ago she was teasing the Champion, and yet as she reminisced, the cocky smirk and playful mannerisms faded – this meant a lot to the Hall of Famer.)
Minerva: It was at my expense.
(After all… Pain For Pride 17 wasn’t a happy memory.)
Minerva: I hate to be the one to bring up semantics, I hate to be the one to make up excuses – believe me this isn’t sour grapes – but you and I know exactly how that night ended. I’m not going to take the win away from you Milli but I’m not going to subscribe to the idea that you’re the top woman in this industry. I’m not going to subscribe to the idea that Milli Banks is greater than The Princess Killer, honey. You’re not. What does Hikari Kanno mean to you, hm? I know what she means to me. She’s somebody who never should have been involved in my business to begin with. She’s somebody who got in the way of our Pain For Pride singles match.
(The tension continued to grow as Minerva paused once more. Milli nodded. She didn’t utter a word. She didn’t make a sound.)
Minerva: Once again, I’m not making excuses. But the fact is that Hikari Kanno never should have been in that match to begin with. Hikari Kanno had no reason to be there. Hikari Kanno had no reason to get in between us. As a result, look what happened. You became Champion, just like you are now for a second time, and you did so by pinning… Hikari… Kanno… Not Minerva. Not The Princess Killer. Not The Black Rose. Not the greatest woman to ever step between these ropes. You pinned somebody who isn’t even here right now, after stealing a living in the main event of Pain For Pride. It’s no easy feat, but Hikari Kanno is no Minerva.
Minerva: And yet… Here we are now. And now it’s official. Isn’t it poetic? Isn’t it… rather funny? The greatest night of your life, the moment where you were crowned; it’s all coming full circle. A greater challenge stands in your way, because this time? It’s just me.
(And with that… Minerva finished. She lowered the microphone, and Mili was given time to digest. She continued to nod. Her eyes closed. She took a deep breath…)
(Milli extended her hand. She wanted the microphone.)
(…Minerva obliged.)
Milli Banks: Minerva.
(Milli spoke slowly and cordially, albeit impossible to tell whether that warmth came with friendliness or not. Perhaps this was Milli knowing she needed to keep her wits about her with the opposition in front of her, refusing to bite the bullet, refusing to take the bait. Or perhaps she was just being fair to her challenger, with something greater to prove.)
(After all, it’s much more difficult to change the future than to recontextualise the past.)
(Milli was never the type of woman to take the easy way out.)
Milli Banks: I understand your frustration with Hikari. I get it. You wanted that one-on-one match and so did I, but to some degree I think that hits you much harder than it hits me. Back then it was more than just needing to pin you, more than just needing to beat you, quite frankly that night wasn’t about you regardless of whether you were pinned or not, and you need to understand that; the world doesn’t revolve around you chile. :mjlol:
(Milli chuckled, Minerva just tilted her head.)
Milli Banks: But I do get it. I get why you would be frustrated, I get why Hikari Kanno gets on your nerves so much, and I’m not going to accuse you of making excuses – but you need to get it through your head that Hikari Kanno isn’t the woman you should be getting upset at, because it doesn’t matter if there was three, four, five women between us or none, I was walking out of Pain For Pride with the Universal Women’s Championship and there was nothing that you could have done about that…
Milli Banks: The sooner you understand that, the sooner you’ll be at peace with Pain For Pride 17.
(Milli flashes her the same cocky grin that Minerva flashed earlier on. The two stepped closer to one another. The tension only began to grow. Despite these two portraying themselves as cordial and respectful on the surface, there was very clearly something bubbling beneath that would erupt in due time.)
Milli Banks: I’m game. I know you are too. Pain For Pride 17 was two years ago, and a lot has changed since then. It’s more than just becoming Champion, and it’s more than just keeping hold of the gold, so believe me when I say this; I’m glad that it was you who stepped up to me heading into Pain For Pride, and I’m glad that we’re getting this singles match. Because I have a lot to prove. I have a lot to cement. It didn’t matter that you weren’t pinned two years ago, Minerva, because I still took that Championship off of you, and now? I’m being given the opportunity to do what I didn’t last time, and that’s beat you without excuses, without asterisks, without semantics. Once all is said and done, once this is over, that’s going to be two Pain For Pride main event’s I’ve left you staring up at the lights and this time you’re not going to have the luxury of justifying it to yourself by saying you weren’t the one responsible for your own failure, you’ll have to admit that I was the better woman, and I know that just eats you up inside, doesn’t it?
Milli Banks: You’re right, the world has been waiting for this. This is a dream match, this is a contest everybody wants to see, and in the end it’s going to be no better than a nightmare for you.
(Milli turned her head to the left… the sign riding up above their heads in the distance…)
Milli Banks: I’ll see you at Pain For Pride.
(Mic drop.)
(Minerva did not flinch. Minerva did not step back. Minerva did not retreat. Two women at the peak of their game, with the Universal Women’s Championship hanging up the balance. The Champion raised up her title, but it was Milli who Minerva continued to stare at. This was more than just a Championship match, this was an opportunity for both women to prove something, at a time in their careers where they have very little left to prove.)
(The shot froze on Milli and Minerva, standing in the center of the ring, with the Pain For Pride sign out of focus in the background. The camera began to slowly zoom, as the focus then became the logo for the show of shows…)
(Finally… the broadcast faded out.)
(A commercial airs for Batman: Legacy of The Dark Knight featuring Daniella Atlas & Selina Reyes.)
(The graphic for the next match appears.)
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Stephie Love: The following is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Stephie Love: And the winner of this match will face Effy McAvoy for the Interwire Championship at Pain For Pride!
(‘TEFLON DON’ by Future blares throughout the arena and Jamie Valdez emerges from the back for the first time, looking around at the crowd with a look of disgust on her face. She seems locked in specifically on the opportunity awaiting her, headed straight to the ring and not bothered to make any other poses or movements that deter her focus.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, weighing in at 120 pounds, from Laredo, Texas, she is “THE PRODIGY”, JAAAMMMIIEEEE! VVVALLLDDDEEEZZZZZ!!!
Jake Mercer: At first, Jamie Valdez had plans to run things solo, but she instead got involved with Mia Santoro, who seemed willing to teach Valdez the ropes and help her get ahead. Unfortunately, though, she couldn’t uphold her part of that and the failed student/teacher dynamic brought us exactly to this match.
Flannery McCoy: Jamie and Mia have both accused the other of being jealous, but the only way we can get some kind of clarity on those statements is by seeing who leaves tonight with the win.
(‘Cult Leader’ by KiNG MALA hits the PA speakers and Mia Santoro walks out from the crowd, raising her arms up. She extends her hand out for a couple of younger fans to tag her, and pulls back just before they can, prompting more boos. Santoro smirks as she makes her way into ringside, entering the ring and posing over the ropes.)
Stephie Love: Next, weighing in at 115 pounds, from Key West, Florida, “THE OBSESSION” MIIIAAAAAAAAA!!! SANNTTTOOORRRROOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: Mia Santoro was in the same number one contendership match that Effy McAvoy won in order to hold the championship that they’re fighting for a shot at right now. The two women have quite some history, and I’m sure that Mia would absolutely love to win this match and take that Interwire Championship from her.
Flannery McCoy: The question is simple, though. Does Santoro have enough in it within her to beat Valdez, let alone beat McAvoy?
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: A big Pain For Pride opportunity awaits both of these women, but only one of them are actually going to be able to leave with it. No love lost between the two as we touched up—and the bell has officially rung. Is Jamie going to use Mia’s teachings against her, or will Mia be vindicated with a victory over Jamie tonight?!
Jake Mercer: Both women circle around the ring, trying to get a good feel for the other… they have a lot of disdain for the other, but I don’t think either one wants to let their emotions take the chance to challenge for the Interwire Championship away from them.
Flannery McCoy: VERY aggressive collar & elbow tie-up to kick things off! Jamie and Mia tussle around the ring, jockeying for position… It’s the more-experienced Santoro who swivels into a waistlock. She tries to lift Jamie up off the canvas for a routine mat return, but Valdez drops down and spins into a beautiful arm drag instead!
Stew-O: She hangs on to the arm and transitions to a tight kneeling armbar! Mia wiggles around the ring, trying everything in her power to get free, but Jamie has a tight grip on that arm! Mia rolls to her fours, and Jamie transitions to a wrist lock as a result. Mia slowly begins to rise up to her feet…
Jake Mercer: Mia spins through, bringing Jamie down with a drop toe hold! She then tries to take the head, but Jamie slips free! Mia quickly rises and turns to Jamie, who nails her with a forearm to the jaw! Valdez doesn’t want to be too attached to the chain wrestling, and catching Mia off guard like that was a great play!
Flannery McCoy: Santoro is still reeling, and Jamie takes the wrist. She sends her across the ring with an irish whip, but Santoro runs off the ropes with a furious shoulder block! Valdez hits the canvas hard, and Santoro hits off the ropes to capitalize. Jamie rolls just in time, forcing Mia to leap over her!
Stew-O: Valdez is up and she leaps over Santoro. Jamie spins back around to Mia after that beautiful feat of athleticism… but she goes down to a SECOND shoulder block! Jamie holds her shoulder in pain. Mia hits off the ropes, and once again, Jamie rolls to try and trip her—but this time, Mia steps on the back of Valdez and marches to the center of the ring!
(There’s a loud mixed reaction, consisting mostly of boos as Santoro stands in the center of the ring and extends her arms out with a cocky grin on her face. Valdez takes the ropes and slowly kneels up, realizing what just happened.)
Jake Mercer: That didn’t go over well with Valdez at all, who blasts Santoro in the back of the head! Mia falls to her fours, clutching at the back of her head in pain. Jamie quickly runs the ropes, and she brings her down with a leaping dropkick to the side of the head! Jamie rolls Mia over and she makes the first cover of this match.
OOONNNEEEE!!!
Stew-O: Only for Mia to get a shoulder up in time! She sits up and Jamie transitions to a rear chinlock. Mia grimaces as Jamie wrenches down on the head and neck, trying to really wear her out with this chinlock. Santoro fights at the hands, not wanting to go out so easily.
Flannery McCoy: The two slowly rise, thanks to Santoro’s desire to keep fighting out of the hold. Suddenly, Mia gets her hands around the head of Jamie and she drops down into a jawbreaker! Valdez releases the hold, falling into the middle ropes! She holds at her jaw in agony, meanwhile Santoro is getting up to her feet! Jamie sees this…
Jake Mercer: She charges forward, looking for a clothesline! Mia captures the arm of Jamie and spins around, hooking her head and bringing her down with a beautiful neckbreaker! Valdez is down, and Mia sees an opening! She rises to her feet and steps out of the ring to the apron, already looking to climb up top.
Stew-O: We know that ia has multiple big moves that she can hit from the top rope, but which one is it gonna be?!
Jake Mercer: I don’t think we’ll ever know what she was going for, as Jamie races up to her feet and she leaps into a dropkick to Santoro as she’s climbing up! Santoro nearly falls off the top, but she hangs onto the ropes for dear life. That’s exactly what Valdez wanted, as she starts to climb up as well.
Flannery McCoy: Jamie grabs Mia by the head, trying to set up for a superplex—Santoro starts throwing punches to the body, though! Santoro continues to drive her fist directly into the abdomen of Valdez, making it tough for Jamie to follow up how she wanted to!
Stew-O: Mia then sends another one, and she shoves Valdez off of the top rope! Mia then stands tall on the top rope! She wants to end this one early! ‘CHASE THE FEELING!’ DIVING LEGDROP OFF THE TOP-
Jake Mercer: NOOO! VALDEZ MOVES! AND SANTORO GOES SPINE-FIRST INTO THE CANVAS AS A RESULT! Mia’s eyes bulge out from the pain, and Jamie quickly capitalizes, trapping her arms and bringing her down with a crucifix rollup!
OOONNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTWWWWOOOOOO!!!
Flannery McCoy: Santoro kicks out in time! That brings both women up, and Mia swings for Jamie, who ducks underneath. Jamie takes the waist, running Mia to the ropes in an attempt of an O’Connor Roll, but Santoro hangs on to the ropes, meanwhile Valdez backrolls off from the impact!
Stew-O: Mia turns back and Jamie runs for her, but Mia scoops her up with a flapjack onto the top rope! The impact ricochets Valdez back towards Santoro, who then hoists her up for a big time back suplex! Jamie arches her back after hitting the canvas, trying to alleviate that pain.
Jake Mercer: Santoro sits up, holding the back of her head, and then letting her hand lower to her spine where she tends to that as well. She’s not exactly in a good way right now either, but she has no choice but to keep pushing through.
Flannery McCoy: That’s exactly what she does, as she rises to her feet and grabs Jamie by the hair. You can see Mia grimace as she does so… Mia takes Jamie by the head—only for Jamie to suddenly pop up to her feet and run the two into the turnbuckles! Santoro hits back first and that doesn’t make matters any better for her! Jamie responds with repeated corner shoulder thrusts to the ribs!
Stew-O: Now Santoro is just completely trapped in the corner! Jamie takes note of this and she turns around, running off the turnbuckles for momentum. She responds with a corner shining wizard! She guides Mia out of the corner afterwards, and leaps onto her back for a BACKSTABBER!
Jake Mercer: Mia bounces off the knees of Valdez and falls directly onto the canvas! Jamie rolls over and she hooks the legs. Once again, it’s Valdez who looks for the cover!
OOONNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTWWWWOOOOOO!!!
Flannery McCoy: Doesn’t exactly matter as Santoro kicks out, but that’s going to follow her the longer this match continues. Jamie shakes her head, and now she’s the one who looks up to the top rope. Jamie contemplates going up, but remembers how it ended for Santoro….
Stew-O: She shakes her head and turns round, picking Mia up instead, but that hesitation may have cost her as Santoro beams her with a slap that rings around the building! Jamie got caught off guard by that shot entirelyt!
Jake Mercer: Valdez tries to shake it off, but there’s no such thing as Mia really sends her in a daze with a gamengiri! Her shin makes direct contact with the mouth of Valdez, and she may have caved Jamie’s head in! Jamie falls into the turnbuckles, and Mia responds with a corner meteora!
Flannery McCoy: That brings Valdez out of the corner, as she falls to her knees. Mia hangs onto the ropes and she waits for Jamie to start rising back up to her feet… Mia drops back down to her feet on the canvas and she bypasses her, springboarding up to the ropes!
Stew-O: No time wasted from Santoro, who leaps backwards with a SPRINGBOARD DDT! JAMIE GETS SPIKED DIRECTLY ON THE TOP OF HER SKULL! Santoro rolls Jamie onto her back and she makes the cover!
OOONNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTWWWWOOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: KICK OUT FROM VALDEZ! The tides in this match are turning, though! Mia is up to her feet, and she’s starting to feel that energy! Not often to see that from Mia Santoro of all people, but you can tell this match and what’s at stake is really energizing her!
Flannery McCoy: It’s yet to be seen if the people have any kind of interest in that kind of demeanor from her, but Santoro is sure acting like they do! Jamie holds at her head, groggily pulling herself up to her feet…
Stew-O: Mia tucks her head in, and she wraps her arms around her waist. Mia wants to set up for ‘Forget Me Not’, but as she lifts Jamie up in powerbomb position, Valdez floats over her head and brings her down with a sunset flip! Shoulders pressed to the canvas!
OOONNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTWWWWOOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: Santoro swings her ankles into the head of Valdez! Beautiful counter from Santoro! Jamie releases the pin, falling backwards. She holds her head, grimacing. Mia, on the other hand, is taking her time to recover. There have been a lot of momentum shifts in this match, and you can see why that is!
Flannery McCoy: Jamie is up first, but she’s still quite dazed in her own right. Mia swings up behind her, stumbling forward… And Jamie senses her presence, sending a big back elbow to her head! Santoro staggers, and Jamie sends another back elbow her way! Now she can barely stand…
Stew-O: This becomes an opportunity for Valdez, who runs the ropes, but as she comes back, Mia is waiting for her as she launches her forward with a BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! Jamie holds her back in agony! She howls out in pain, rolling underneath the bottom rope!
Jake Mercer: All Jamie is doing is resting on the apron, and I don’t think Mia is pleased with that at all. Instead of wasting time trying to bring her back in, she makes Jamie pay for it instead with a BASEBALL SLIDE TO THE FLOOR!
Flannery McCoy: No control over the landing for Valdez, who is in even more pain after being sent to the ground! She holds at her abdomen with one hand, and then her neck with the other one. There were a lot of targets for Santoro to pursue with that attack, and she may have just hit the jackpot!
Stew-O: Mia rolls underneath the bottom rope and she drags Jamie up to her feet. She takes her by the head and she runs her face-first into the ring post! Jamie hits the post hard, and she lies there, just needing a breather after that nasty bump into the post.
Jake Mercer: Santoro turns Jamie around and she tucks her head in. She tries to lift her up vertically, but Jamie desperately wraps her arm around the ring post! Mia tries one more time, but Jamie hangs onto the post for dear life! Both of these women are once again fighting for position, and there’s no telling how this is gonna play out!
Flannery McCoy: Valdez slips free, and she kicks Mia in the ribs! She takes her by the wrists, and she yanks forward, guiding her into the ring post! Goodness! The top of Mia’s head made nasty impact with the post, and Jamie then throws Mia right back in!
Stew-O: She climbs onto the apron and makes her way up to the top rope. Jamie aims for Santoro, who looks very dazed right now… Valdez dives off the top rope! FLYING HURRICANRANA! AND SHE GETS A PINFALL OUT OF IT AFTERWARDS!
OOONNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTWWWWOOOOOO!!!
Flannery McCoy: KICK OUT! Jamie shakes her head as Mia gets her shoulder up just in time! Santoro lies there, groaning from the effect that Jamie’s offense has had to this point. Valdez kneels up, wanting this one to be over with, but Santoro is clearly going to keep fighting! That doesn’t bode well for Valdez, the longer that this match goes.
Stew-O: I have to agree with you there. Mia has been in positions like this many times. She’s been here for some years now, and she knows what it’s like to be champion in EAW, unlike Valdez. If she can keep showing some endurance here, it may end up tiring Valdez out, both physically and mentally.
Jake Mercer: Jamie isn’t going to give up that easy, though! She pulls Mia up and sends a punch to the forehead! Mia staggers, hardly able to respond. I think her bell has to be rung after that, but the referee hasn’t stepped in to question if she can continue!
Flannery McCoy: Well, if it continues to look ugly for her like this, your wish may very well come true. Mia stumbles, and Jamie sees her chance! She runs off the ropes, tilt-a-whirling around the body for the ‘PRODIGY DESTROYER’ — WAIT!
Stew-O: NOT SO EASY! Santoro hangs on to the legs of Valdez as they’re wrapped around her head! Jamie tries desperately to break free, but Santoro isn’t going for it as she brings her down with an ALABAMA SLAM! The back of Jamie’s head just bounced off the canvas! But as her legs are still in the air from that alabama slam, Santoro then hangs on to the legs!
Jake Mercer: She ties them up over her shoulder, deadlifting Valdez off the canvas! POWERBOMB! THEN SHE LEAPS INTO A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP! ‘FORGET ME NOT!’ AND A COMBINATION LIKE THAT SURE WON’T BE FORGOTTEN! Santoro quickly scrambles into the cover!
OOONNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTWWWWOOOOOO!!!
TTTHHHH–
Stew-O: KICK OUT! VALDEZ REMAINS IN THIS ONE! This is going to be a very tough bout for the both of these ladies! Neither one is willing to yield to the other! They both want success, and it’s up to how they react to failure!
Flannery McCoy: So far, it’s been a lot of trial and error from Santoro, but she’s beginning to really make Valdez work for EVERYTHING! Jamie is still down, meanwhile Mia is trying to recover the energy that she exerted.
Jake Mercer: Mia rises, and she brings Jamie up with her. She forearms her into the ropes. Jamie falls backwards, and she stumbles towards her. Mia sees Jamie on wobbly legs and she bounces off the ropes, running forward for ‘APHRODITE’S KISS!’ THE LEAPING FLATL—
Stew-O: VALDEZ CATCHES SANTORO IN MID-AIR AND SHE BRINGS HER DOWN WITH A URANAGE BACKBREAKER! CHRIST! HOW DID VALDEZ EVEN THINK TO EXECUTE A COUNTER LIKE THAT?!
Flannery McCoy: I don’t have the slightest clue, but she needs to keep pushing herself like that! Santoro is down, holding at her back, and Jamie crawls over for the cover!
OOONNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTWWWWOOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: MIA KICKS OUT! Jamie isn’t done, though! She pulls Santoro up to her feet! Spinning thrust kick to the ribs! Santoro hunches over from the pain, and Valdez quickly runs off the ropes, seeing opportunity!
Stew-O: SWIFT TILT-A-WHIRL AROUND THE BODY OF SANTORO! ‘PRODIGY DESTROYER!’ SHE FLIPS INSIDE OUT, SENDING MIA ONTO HER HEAD! That’ll never get old for me, as Santoro isn’t even moving! It’s really possible we could’ve lost a former champion here on Dynasty!
Flannery McCoy: Jamie rolls Santoro over! She looks for her second pinfall in just a matter of a minute, and the referee is down for the count!
OOONNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTWWWWOOOOOO!!!
TTTHHHHRRRR—
Stew-O: BUT MIA KICKS OUT! JAMIE SPENT A LOT OF TIME LOOKING FOR THAT DESTROYER, BUT IT STILL WASN’T ENOUGH TO SECURE HER THE WIN!
Jamie Valdez: (off-mic) WHAT?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!
Jake Mercer: It’s a very impressive move, no doubt about it! However, it’s just not enough to keep Mia Santoro down, and that’s gonna eat up at her more than anything else! Jamie is still trying to keep her foot on the gas pedal and leave with the win!
Stew-O: She stumbles into the turnbuckles, pulling on the ropes. Santoro is still trying to recover, despite the shape that she’s in. Jamie doesn’t care, though, as he demands that Santoro bring herself up to her feet! Finally, after constant meandering from her opponent… Santoro is beginning to rise.
Flannery McCoy: A smirk appears on the face of Valdez, who leaps up onto the knee and winds her axe back for ‘Fierce Kick’ — but Santoro sees it coming and throws her arms up to block Jamie’s head from slicing down on the top of her head! The power in that block ends up hurting Valdez as well, who falls to the canvas!
Jake Mercer: That was VERY close to being the end for Santoro, who has bought herself some time to recover! Valdez clutches at her hamstring, grimacing in pain from that counter by Santoro! Mia slowly rises, as does Jamie, albeit on a limp…
Stew-O: Mia notes that Jamie’s leg isn’t in the best shape, and she sends a superkick to the knee of the hurt leg! Jamie goes down immediately, and Mia cracks her with a roundhouse kick to the skull! ‘TWO FOR THE ROAD!’ THAT TWO KICK COMBINATION IS WHAT SANTORO NEEDED! SHE ROLLS JAMIE OVER FOR THE COVER!
OOONNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTWWWWOOOOOO!!!
TTTHHHHRRRRRRREEE—
Flannery McCoy: KICK OUT! VALDEZ GETS HER SHOULDER UP IN TIME! Despite the pain in her leg, it’s not enough for Mia to exploit it into victory! Jamie still carries on, and that only makes Mia’s life harder as she needs to keep acting, just like Valdez was forced to do so after she kicked out!
Jake Mercer: And you know that Effy McAvoy has to be watching this one very closely! One of these two men will join her at Pain For Pride with the Interwire Championship up for grabs, and if they’re bringing this much intensity and passion—imagine what it’ll be at the biggest show of the year!
Stew-O: Instead of trying to force another big move like Valdez did, Santoro knows what Jamie didn’t scout for and she targets that newly worked knee! This wasn’t incorporated in Jamie’s gameplan, and Mia knows that!
Flannery McCoy: She sends repeated stomps to the hamstring, and then she hooks the ankle of Valdez and flips her over into a half crab! Valdez screams out in agony as Santoro is working down on that leg with no remorse!
Referee: (off-mic) Jamie, do you give up?! Just give me the word and I’ll call this one off!
Jamie Valdez: (off-mic) NOOO! NEVER!
Stew-O: Valdez claims now that she won’t give up, but if she doesn’t get out of this one, she won’t have much of a choice! Santoro is trying to rip her leg off right now, and Valdez is so close to the ropes!
Jake Mercer: Jamie reaches out… and she DOES get her hand on the bottom rope in time! Mia releases the hold, falling to her fours. The pace that both of these women have been wrestling at is beginning to wear on the both of them, but one of them is going to have to keep going regardless of that pain that they’re in!
Flannery McCoy: Santoro is up first, seeing that Jamie is still laid out underneath the bottom rope. She slowly drags her up to her feet, and she lifts her up! Scoop and a slam—NO! Jamie slips behind! She shoves Santoro chest-first into the turnbuckles! She knows that bodyslam would’ve led straight to ‘Chase The Feeling!’
Stew-O: That shove into the corner forces Santoro to stagger out, holding at her chest in pain… but as she does so, that means her hands are lowered, allowing Valdez to run TO the corner and spring off the middle rope into ‘DESTINY CUTTER!’ SHE GOT HER! JAMIE ROLLS MIA OVER AND SHE HOOKS THE LEGS!
OOONNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTWWWWOOOOOO!!!
TTTHHHHRRRRRRREEEEE—
Jake Mercer: TOO CLOSE TO THE CORNER! SANTORO GETS HER FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE JUST IN TIME! MASSIVE ROOKIE MISTAKE FROM VALDEZ!
Jamie Valdez: (off-mic) WHAT?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
Referee: (off-mic) THAT WAS TWO! I’M SORRY JAMIE! YOU’VE GOTTA FOCUS BACK ON THE MATCH!
Jamie Valdez: (off-mic) OH SHUT UP!
Flannery McCoy: Jamie made a great play by distracting Santoro enough to get the Destiny Cutter off, but she should’ve gotten her far, far away from the ropes! Jamie is now forced to pick up the pieces, and she’s going to have to move quickly! Santoro is out of it!
Stew-O: Valdez rolls Santoro into the drop zone, and she looks up to the top rope with a big grin on her face. She takes the ropes and rises to her feet, then she exits to the apron. Jamie begins to climb to the top rope, and she stands up tall on the top ropes, pointing down at Mia…
Jake Mercer: Wait just a minute! Valdez wants to get in the head of Santoro! SHE DIVES OFF THE TOP ROPE! ‘CHASE THE FEELING!’ THE LEGDROP FROM THE HEAVENS! JAMIE WANTS TO USE MIA’S FINISHING MOVE AGAINST HER—
Stew-O: —BUT IT BACKFIRES! SANTORO MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! AND VALDEZ GETS TAKEN OUT OF COMMISSION BY GOING SPINE FIRST INTO THE CANVAS MUCH LIKE MIA DID EARLIER!
Flannery McCoy: That brings Valdez onto her stomach, crying out in agony! She clutches at her back, and Mia has found an opening thanks to Valdez’s ego setting her up for failure! Jamie crawls to the center of the ring, doing everything in her power to try and force herself back to recovery…
Jake Mercer: Santoro is up after Valdez! She sees this, and she grabs Jamie from behind! She lifts her up for a german suplex! Valdez gets dropped onto the back of her head and on the bad back! Valdez writhes in pain, and Santoro isn’t done! She really wants to continue inflicting punishment on Valdez!
Stew-O: This is certainly her chance to teach Jamie a lesson! Jamie rolls over, struggling. She crawls to the ropes, and Santoro follows her up! She takes her by the head and swings her around to the center of the ring! Santoro bypasses Jamie, leaping up to the ropes!
Flannery McCoy: Valdez looks up in shock… ‘WOLFSBANE!’ SANTORO COMES FLYING WITH THE SPRINGBOARD CUTTER! SHE JUST PLANTED JAMIE FACE-FIRST INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING! JAMIE SET HERSELF UP IN PRIME POSITION FOR THIS ONE TO BE OVER WITH!
Jake Mercer: SANTORO DOESN’T MAKE THE COVER, THOUGH! She looks down at Jamie and she simply shakes her head! Santoro instead looks up to the top rope, and she exits to the apron! Santoro takes the ropes, and she climbs up, turnbuckle by turnbuckle…
Stew-O: Mia stands all the way at the top! She was looking for this earlier in the match, and now she finally feels comfortable given the position that Valdez is in! She wastes no time, leaping off the top!
Flannery McCoy: ‘CHASE! THE! FEELING!’ THE DIVING LEGDROP CONNECTS THIS TIME! HER LEG WRAPS AROUND THE THROAT OF VALDEZ, AND SHE WHEEZES OUT IN AGONY! That easily knocked all of the wind out of her, and Santoro floats over, hooking the legs!
Jake Mercer: The referee is there for the cover! THIS COULD BE IT!
OOOOOONNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner of this match, and now number one contender to the Interwire Championship… MIIAAAAA!! SANTOOORRRROOOO!!!
(Mia rolls off of Jamie, elated to finally be done with her and moving on to greener pastures. Santoro rises to her feet and the referee takes her arm, raising it up. Santoro parades around the ring, very full of herself, while Valdez is shellshocked after that win.)
Stew-O: MIA SANTORO PICKS UP THE WIN AND SHE IS HEADED TO PAIN FOR PRIDE! That was a great showing from both women! I don’t want to take anything away from either of them! They both came to work, but Santoro is the one who leaves with the win!
Jake Mercer: Jamie made a timely mistake at the very end of that match, and she had to pay for it as a result! She wanted to beat Mia with her own move, and by making that decision, it set herself up for doom!
Flannery McCoy: It’s not the end of the world for Jamie. If she continues to impress weekly, opportunities like that will come again for her, but Santoro has had a very strong season and she looks to cap things off in the best way possible by taking that Interwire Championship from Effy McAvoy!
(A commercial airs for The Boys season 5 featuring Drake Armstrong as Soldier Boy. )
(The graphic for the next match is shown off.)
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(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘POV’ by Clipse & Tyler the Creator can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the crowd roars with the arrival of Cy Henderson. Cy takes a glance upon the audience tonight, not all too receptive to their reactions as he keeps his expression tame while looking ahead to the ring, with his own custom-made jersey as an official.)
Stephie Love: Introducing the SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE… EAW HALL OF FAMER, CYYYYYYY HENDERSON!!!
Stew-O: Cy Henderson has quite an interesting match here to officiate, as Drake King is not all too happy about having to contend for his own Pain for Pride main event with Cy being able to compromise that!
Jake Mercer: He’s just gonna have to deal with it if he wants to find himself in that main event! It’s another hurdle that’s being thrown his way for sure, but BRAE has got one hell of an opportunity here as well!
(‘Ultra Instinct’ can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the audience reacts loudly to the arrival of the former Interwire Champion, BRAE. He’s gazing upon the crowd with an intense gaze on his face, maintaining all of his focus as he’s walking down the ramp ready for this incredibly crucial match to come.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Novosibirsk, Russia! Weighing in at 215 pounds… ‘SON’ BRRRRRRRRRAE!!!
Stew-O: The former Interwire Champion has always remained one to step into any & every challenge, and this is not any different, although the circumstances in question are surely raising the ire of this match in a more unpredictable manner. BRAE’s looking to have a career-altering encounter with his opponent tonight, and that much will be all the more of an anticipating watch!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE couldn’t punch his ticket to Pain for Pride through the Grand Rampage match, but he gets to march into battle yet again against the competitor of the caliber that Drake King always is, it’s nothing that BRAE hasn’t encountered time & time again before, as he’s looking to make this one truly count!
(‘When Darkness Falls’ by Killswitch Engage blares throughout the speakers, with Drake King making his way out from the back & standing at the entrance ramp with a grimacing look. Drake looks outward with his focus intact, the crowd continuing to let their reactions be heard as he would proceed to walk down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent! From Heaven’s Gate, weighing in at 220 pounds… HE IS ‘GOD’, DRAAAAAAKE, KINGGGGGG!!!
Stew-O: Drake King will be venturing into yet another battle against a battle-tested BRAE, as this match tonight will be embroiled with enough intensity from his own end due to the circumstances of this match that can play an immense role! Drake is known to be stepping into much more unpredictable waters tonight.
Jake Mercer: He’s gonna have to look out for Cy here, or else his own temper will cost him more than anything if this goes the way Cy may want it to go! These two elitists tonight will be looking to establish themselves in that Pain for Pride main event picture, and having that victory tonight is what it’s gonna take!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And we’re off!!! BRAE takes on Drake King right where on Fighting Spirit as Cy Henderson is the special guest referee of this outing! Drake & BRAE don’t waste another moment as they are pacing themselves around the ring, looking to kick this match off without having to spend another second away from gaining control as they soon engage in this collar and elbow tie-up! BRAE & Drake are looking to push one another back, as these are the very crucial beginnings of a match where you have to garner all of the control that you can while looking to have the most sizable start!
Flannery McCoy: But Drake is able to push the former Interwire Champion back, being able to send him into the ropes that are behind him and keep him at bay! Cy is counting away, not looking to give Drake too much control here as he risks a disqualification the longer that this continues! Drake King slowly begins to let go of BRAE, nodding to the Cy as BRAE gives his own nod here as he’s not looking to also disparage from here–BUT DRAKE IMMEDIATELY REACHES & MAINTAINS A HEADLOCK AROUND THE HEAD OF BRAE! BRAE is left in a difficult spot right here as this match persists!
Cy Henderson: (off-mic) You applying that correctly, Drake…?
Drake King: (off-mic) Shut your mouth…
Jake Mercer: Aw man! They’re talkin’! And this is not the spot that BRAE wants to find himself in as Drake King is looking to maintain as much of this control as he possibly can, shaking his own head as he is refusing any leeway while BRAE drops to a knee! The former Interwire Champion is left in a very difficult spot at the moment as Drake is refusing all of the control from his opponent, making this a tough task for BRAE as—HE SUDDENLY HOISTS DRAKE UPWARDS AND DROPS HIM WITH A BACK SUPLEX TO BREAK THE CONTROL! BRAE frees himself as Drake is looking to return back to his feet—
Stew-O: BUT HE’S CAUGHT BY A VICIOUS KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS HIS CHEST!!!! BRAE is now looking to push all of the offense forward as the chop sends Drake King into the corner, trying to emerge away from the corner as quickly as possible—BUT ANOTHER CHOP ACROSS HIS CHEST KEEPS DRAKE AT BAY!!! BRAE is refusing to let up as he is continuing to maintain all of the pressure with each chop while Cy is proceeding to count down from here as well! This is not panning out all too well for Drake here as this will have to cause some kind of turning point! There would be a count here, but…
(BRAE glances off to his left, as Cy simply turns his gaze to the other direction, raising his arm to check his nonexistent watch on his wrist.)
Flannery McCoy: Welp! BRAE KEEPS CHOPPING AWAY! Drake is in all of the trouble here, as now the former Interwire Champion looks to rebound with a discus BOOT—DRAKE WITH A RAKE OF BRAE’S FACE! BEFORE HE TOSSES BRAE OVERHEAD OUT OF THE RING IN RETURN! He took advantage of Cy’s back being turned!
Jake Mercer: BUT LOOK! BRAE IS HOLDING ON! Drake doesn’t seem to immediately notice as BRAE is clutching onto the ropes with both hands, looking to get himself back into the swing of things while Drake is turning himself around, taking immediate notice as he seeks out a quick clothesline—BUT BRAE DUCKS UNDER & IMMEDIATELY RETORTS WITH AN ENZIGURI TO ROCK DRAKE KING!! Drake is stunned as BRAE is now looking to make the most out of this opportunity while the EAW Hall of Famer is vulnerable! BRAE is motioning himself toward the top, quickly on the climb to the top of the turnbuckle as he can aim for a patented TOP ROPE CLOTHESLINE—
Stew-O: DRAKE WITH A SUDDEN DROPKICK THAT SENDS BRAE AWAY FROM THE TURNBUCKLE AND COLLAPSING DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!!! BRAE is visibly struggling for himself now, as he is finding the come up very difficult to do with immediate effect after being nailed by that dropkick! Drake is more than likely toward Cy right now—but he’s showing no interest in exactly officiating to the degree that Drake believes he could be!
Flannery McCoy: As BRAE is trying to rise back up to his feet, even after taking such a bad fall to the ringside floor he is still remaining resilient as ever while Drake King is refusing to slow down here, shaking his own head as he’s compelled to continue placing the pressure on his opponent, as he’s rebounding from the ropes in order to motion toward BRAE as he’s LOOKING FOR THE SUICIDE DIVE—
Jake Mercer: BANG! BRAE WITH A SUDDEN HEADBUTT OUT OF NOWHERE THAT STAGGERS THE HELL OUT OF DRAKE KING!!!! Drake couldn’t even make it through the freakin’ ropes with how sudden that was! He’s just slumped over onto the apron! This leads to BRAE now finding his own space to maneuver here, as Drake is left dazed while trying to get himself moving upward, as BRAE is looking to drag Drake King right over… AS HE’S FEELING A GERMAN SUPLEX FROM THE APRON ITSELF & ONTO THE FLOOR!
Stew-O: NO! DRAKE HOLDS ONTO THE ROPE WITH A HAND! BRAE can’t commit to the suplex off the apron as he’s forced to let go soon after, shaking his own head as he’s now looking to return back toward Drake King, refusing to let this all slip past him as he’s looking for a FOREARM—BUT DRAKE WITH A ROLLING ELBOW CATCHES BRAE IN A SUDDEN HITCH! BRAE is in trouble as he’s leaned against the ropes, with Drake now reeling him over, and he’s HOISTING HIM UPWARD HERE—
Stew-O: ‘CAUSE HE’S DROPPED WITH A FALCOLN ARROW ONTO THE APRON!!! BRAE’S BACK TAKING THE FULL BRUNT OF THE APRON AS DRAKE KING IS BACK IN CONTROL! Drake is truly looking to put BRAE through the ringer here, as he proceeds to drop from the apron, dragging BRAE upward as he doesn’t want to slow himself down, rolling BRAE back into the ring without another thought! Drake finds himself motioning back inside the ring as well, BRAE is still reeling as Drake is now hooking the leg while Cy looks to count the pin!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
T–
(BRAE kicks out, as Drake is grimacing while glancing over toward Cy, who shakes his own head.)
Drake King: (off-mic) You’re messing with me… I KNOW you are! You’re NOT, COUNTI—
(Cy holds up two fingers directly in his face, with a smug expression as Drake is trying to suppress the fumes.)
Cy Henderson: (off-mic) It’s two. Keep your head in the game, hotshot.
Stew-O: Drake is rising upward, as he refuses to see his efforts be for nothing as he’s now taking a hold of BRAE, dragging his opponent toward the ropes as he sets him directly against the ropes in this troubling position! Drake King is looking to maintain as much of this control as possible while BRAE is vulnerable–AS HE’S PRESSING HIS KNEE AGAINST THE BACK OF BRAE’S NECK TO KEEP HIM FROM ESCAPING!!! UP AGAINST THE MIDDLE ROPE AS HE’S BEING CHOKED HERE! Drake King is refusing to let this go and wants to take this further from here as well!!!
Flannery McCoy: AND DRAKE WITH A SMACK OF THE BACK OF BRAE’S HEAD BEFORE BACKING AWAY!! A little bit of disrespect from the EAW Hall of Famer as the audience is now booing loudly as Cy’s eyes squint when glaring at Drake King! Drake shakes his own head, his own glare shared with Cy here before he’s returning back to BRAE, who’s coughing up a storm as Drake is rushing forward and looking for a knee of his own directly into BRAE—
Jake Mercer: BUT BRAE BURSTS OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A CLOTHESLINE THAT TURNS DRAKE KING INSIDE OUT!!! DRAKE KING IS DOWN!!! He wasted too much damn time exchanging googly eyes with the official! This is absolutely everything that BRAE needs right now as Drake is wide-eyed, absolutely dazed by the lariat as BRAE is now looking to rise back up to his feet, feeling all of the energy return to him as he is seeing Drake set onto his own rise as well! BRAE is refusing to see that through, as his focus is emphasized entirely on Drake King while the two-time Grand Rampage Winner is trying to bring himself upward here!
Stew-O: AS BRAE ALLOWS FOR A BOOT TO MAKE DRAKE STUMBLE BACK INTO THE ROPES, WITH DRAKE STUMBLING FORWARD TO BRAE–AS BRAE IS ABLE TO REEL DRAKE DIRECTLY INTO A SUDDEN BLACK HOLE SLAM TO PUT HIM DOWN INTO THE CANVAS!!! Drake has been driven into the mat as BRAE is now able to garner that control, hooking the leg as Cy is dropping to the count here!!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
T–
Flannery McCoy: KICK OUT!!! DRAKE KING IS IN IT!!! This match continues as BRAE is constantly nodding, feeling the intensity within himself only continue to rise as he’s now dragging Drake King over to the corner once more, not allowing for any slowing down to happen as he just continues to lay into DRAKE KING WITH REPEATED MACHINE GUN CHOPS!!! DRAKE KING IS BEING SUPPRESSED TO THE UTMOST LEVEL WITH THESE CHOPS THAT HAVE ONLY LEFT HIS CHEST TURNING RED FROM THE CONSTANT CONTROL!!! BRAE is not giving any quarter with how he is able to unleash as much of this deliberate control as possible for himself!
Jake Mercer: And usually there’d be a referee to stop this! But Cy is just letting it happen! Drake’s chest is turning about as red as it could ever get! BRAE backs away, nodding to himself as he seems to be backing off from Drake–TILL HE RETURNS BACK AND PROCEEDS TO SEND REPEATED STOMPS INTO THE REDDENED CHEST OF DRAKE KING! Cy is simply leaned back against the opposite corner, minding his damn business as BRAE is sending each stomp with deliberate intent, increasing the pressure as he continues without letting up on any of the momentum that he has been able to garner!
Stew-O: ‘Till he doesn’t have much of a choice other than backing himself away as there’s a match to win here, yet BRAE is nodding to himself further as he does not take kindly to any measure of control given back to Drake King! Drake is dormant in the corner as BRAE finds himself focusing back on Drake King, shaking his head as he RUSHES FORWARD AS HE’S LOOKING FOR THE BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE WITH ALL OF THE INTENT—
Flannery McCoy: BUT DRAKE IS ABLE TO EMERGE FROM THE CORNER WITH A SLINGBLADE!!! Drake subsides all of the control that he lost in the extended period to bring it all back with a slingblade, leaving BRAE to clutch onto the back of his own neck after the impact! BRAE is trying to rise back to his feet, disoriented as Drake is able to maintain the momentum while BRAE is in this constant struggle the longer that this match continues to stretch on!
Jake Mercer: As Drake sends a knee across the abdomen of BRAE to suppress him much further!! BRAE is halted even more so as he drops downward, with Drake pulling him upward and into position as he has been able to regain much of his own control in this match in order to bring himself closer to putting BRAE down! Drake King doesn’t waste another second by HOISTING THE FORMER INTERWIRE CHAMPION UPWARD–AND SENDS HIM BACK DOWN WITH A SIT-OUT POWERBOMB!!! THE PIN IS MAINTAINED!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THREE—
Stew-O: NO! BRAE KICKS OUT!!! Drake is remaining in this seated position as BRAE is refusing to stay down for long, trying to crawl himself around as this match is simply continuing at a pace he needs, and Drake is not wasting his time quarreling with Cy this time around! BRAE is motioning around, with Drake shaking his head again as he steps himself toward BRAE, sending a stomp down over the back of BRAE’s neck to deny him the necessary comeback from here! Drake reels BRAE right over, and no time to waste as he’s now looking to seek out this emphatic BUCKLE BOMB—
Flannery McCoy: BUT BRAE REFUSES AS HE DROPS DOWN RIGHT BEHIND DRAKE KING AFTER GETTING HIMSELF DOWN—AS HE SENDS DRAKE FOR A RIDE WITH A SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX!! Drake King was just sent downward onto the canvas by the sudden suplex from BRAE as he has more than enough wherewithal to react with the urgency of a former Interwire Champion with all the more to prove! Drake is in trouble here as BRAE is now finding his footing again, glaring toward the multi time World Champion with all of the purpose before grabbing his arm, AND REELING HIM FORWARD AGAIN!
Jake Mercer: AS A URANAGE SENDS DRAKE KING DOWN AFTER BRAE DECIDES MUCH MORE NEEDS TO BE DONE THERE!! Drake King is in trouble here as he finds himself in the rut here, with BRAE hooking the leg once more while Drake King is in trouble with Cy motioning for the count!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THREE—
Stew-O: NOT ENOUGH! DRAKE KICKS OUT!!! BRAE is maintaining his focus as this main event is still continuing, which leads to BRAE taking hold of Drake’s legs while standing himself upwards—‘CAUSE BRAE IS GETTING AN ARM AROUND DRAKE’S THROAT! Drake is desperately trying to keep a palm pressed against the forearm of BRAE to prevent the choke from being applied!!! BRAE is committed to taking this into a submission!
Flannery McCoy: ‘TILL DRAKE FINDS HIMSELF MOTIONING BRAE AWAY WITH A BACK ELBOW THAT ROCKS HIS TEMPLE!! JUST NOT ENOUGH FOR HIM THERE! BRAE is backed into the ropes, holding on as Drake is looking to find ground again as BRAE is not looking to keep himself at bay here, now rushing forward and looking for A DISCUS CLOTHESLINE—BUT DRAKE DUCKS AS BRAE HAS TO REBOUND OFF OF THE ROPES, BACK TOWARD DRAKE… INTO A SUPERKICK TO RATTLE HIM! BRAE is left in a very debilitating stance here as Drake is now pulling BRAE into position, hooking the wrist as he has BRAE exactly in the position that he needs to be here—
Jake Mercer: AS DRAKE ROCKS BRAE WITH THE RIPCORD KNEE DIRECTLY ACROSS THE TEMPLE!!!The knee strike puts the former Interwire Champion down as he turns BRAE over and hooks the leg with great urgency!!! Cy is counting away!!!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THREEEEEEEE—
Stew-O: BRAE WITH THE KICK OUT!!! The former Interwire Champion stays in this match as Drake King is absolutely feeling the frustration build of going toe to toe with an elitist as intense as BRAE! Drake now finds himself backing away into the corner, shaking his own head as he is refusing to keep this match at bay for long, with no holding himself back from here as BRAE is looking to make the crawl, with Drake laying in wait while he has the end of this match primed… MOTIONING FORWARD FOR ANOTHER SUPERKICK—
Flannery McCoy: BRAE EMERGES WITH EVADING THE SUPERKICK & HOISTING DRAKE UPWARD OVER HIS OWN SHOUKDERS—WITH THE POWERBOMB ONTO THE CANVAS!!! DRAKE KING IS IN DEEP TROUBLE!!! The multi-time World Champion is left in a daze while BRAE is able to yank Drake King through the ropes and leave him dormant on the apron! He has him held back and in trouble!!!!
Jake Mercer: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN! THE TEN BEATS OF BRAE!!!! Drake is remaining staggered beyond belief as BRAE drags him away from the ropes and down to the canvas!!! Drake King is in a daze as BRAE seems to understand he needs to remain on the attack!!!! HE’S LOOKING FOR THE ‘BRIGID END’ SUBMISSION RIGHT HERE!
Stew-O: BUT DRAKE EVADES DISASTER AS HE SLIDES TOWARD THE APRON!!! All of the wear and tear is building between these two the further along that this match is able to go from here! Drake is shaking his own head as he’s refusing to be beaten like this, but BRAE may be assuring that the time comes where his defeat is inevitable! BRAE is now situating himself over the bottom rope, looking to drag Drake King upward as he’s now looking to ensure that there is no room for Drake to get himself through this issue he’s got to face here, AS BRAE IS LOOKING FOR A SUPLEX FROM THE APRON & ONTO THE CANVAS!
Flannery McCoy: BUT DRAKE REFUSES TO DO AS MUCH! HE IS SQUIRMING FOR HIS LIFE WHILE HE’S GOT A PALM GRASPING ONTO THE ROPE WITH PURPOSE! BRAE is trying to commit to this but it’s becoming rather difficult to do so, as Drake fires back with a stiff KNEE up into BRAE’s cranium that causes him to back away! Now Drake has created the space necessary to continue, as he soon finds himself MOTIONING UPWARD AS HE SEEKS OUT THIS SPRINGBOARD KNEE STRIKE TOWARD BRAE—
Flannery McCoy: BRAE CATCHES THE LEG DURING HIS ATTEMPT TO DELIVER THE KNEE—AS HE APPLIES AN INCREDIBLY QUICK ANKLE LOCK!! ANKLE LOCK DONE WITH IMMEDIATE EFFECT AS DRAKE KING IS NOW STRUGGLING IMMENSELY TO FIND HIS WAY OUT OF THIS! Cy Henderson is seemingly glaring upon Drake with the same smug smile on his face, visibly content with how this match has progressed as Drake is truly going through the worst of it the longer this ankle lock has got him trapped!
Jake Mercer: You can see just how much damn pain that Drake finds himself in! He’s trying to crawl himself away as he doesn’t want to be proven wrong by BRAE, not when he’s already made it this far! Drake is soon using all of his might to drag his own weight toward the ropes, trying to see if this won’t be the end of it here against BRAE! AS DRAKE IS NOW FORCED TO ROLL HIMSELF INWARD—AS BRAE IS BEING SENT TOWARD CY HENDERSON!
Stew-O: BUT BRAE STOPS HIMSELF AS CY HAS HIS OWN HANDS RAISED! Seems to be that Drake tried to inadvertently get a dilemma stirring there for BRAE with Cy, ‘cause it’s been made apparent that Cy is not refraining from making sure this indifference is rather strong! BRAE turns himself around here as he’s focused back on Drake King—
Flannery McCoy: SPINNING BACK ELBOW RATTLES BRAE TO HIS VERY CORE! And now BRAE is left in this predicament here as Drake finds himself unraveling the beast within, dragging BRAE right over & refusing to slow himself down here, as he’s now able to hoist him into position & sees that BRAE has no way of stopping what’s to come from here… AS HE AIMS FOR THE ‘CROWN OF THORNS’!!!!
Jake Mercer: HALF-NELSON BACKBREAKER CAUSES BRAE TO CRUMBLE BACK ONTO THE CANVAS!! Drake has taken BRAE down as now he’s hooking the leg, with Cy dropping himself down to make the count for the win happen!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THREEEEEEEE—
Stew-O: STILL NOT ENOUGH! BRAE kicks out!!!! Drake is feeling the frustration begin to build deep down, as Cy is bringing himself back up, while Drake is shaking his own head as he’s now finding himself in this rut of what it’ll take to keep BRAE down! He’s been through this before with BRAE countless times where none of this resulted in his own victory to arise! The former Interwire Champion has embodied this thorn by his side throughout the season with how often they have faced off in this match!
Flannery McCoy: But Drake seems to be signaling for the end to come right here & right now! All of that anger is surfacing into fruition as there’s no telling what’s thriving within that head of his, as he’s treading backward into the corner! Drake has BRAE precisely where he needs him, shaking his own head as BRAE is trying to make the crawl, raising his own head in this prone position while motioning himself around, but this is the worst place that he could possibly be! DRAKE IS RUSHING AHEAD TOWARD HIM—
Jake Mercer: FOR ‘JUDGMENT DAY’!!!!
Stew-O: BRAE CATCHES THE FOOT—AND HE’S TRAPPED DRAKE KING BACK INTO AN ANKLE LOCK!!!! DRAKE IS WIDE-EYED AS HE’S BEEN REELED INTO THE ANKLE LOCK AGAIN WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT!!! HE TOOK TOO LONG! BRAE is now applying this submission with all of the force that he can garner here, refusing to let any of this play out in a manner that doesn’t make Drake go through all of the struggle necessary!
Flannery McCoy: But Drake seems to be in all of the trouble in the world right now!!! ‘Cause now—BRAE GRAPEVINES AS DRAKE IS LEFT IN A STATIONARY STATE ALL THE MORE! He’s trying to drag all of that bodyweight toward the ropes, refusing to be kept at bay here yet BRAE has him in the worst possible way here!
Jake Mercer: AND YOU KNOW CY IS READY TO RING THAT DAMN BELL! THIS CAN BE ALL SHE WROTE RIGHT HERE!
Stew-O: BRAE IS REFUSING TO LET GO OF THIS ANKLE LOCK! Drake is trying to drag himself along, trying to make every last bit of his own strength count as the tides could be shifting dramatically here! His main event at Pain for Pride could be placed in immense jeopardy as this can lead to the most debilitating circumstances to come! Cy is crouched, keeping a watchful eye as he’s not gonna shy away from calling for the bell if Drake can’t continue!
Flannery McCoy: The grapevine is extremely difficult to get yourself free from!!! Drake is trying to crawl but he’s being halted as BRAE is trying to contort his ankle & snap it off!! Drake will have to do everything that he can to get to those ropes as Cy is keeping himself following along, and I know he’s itching to ring that bell the moment that Drake either submits or stops moving entirely, ‘cause we never see Drake King tap out for a soul!
Cy Henderson: (off-mic) You better keep your ass consciousness, or I’ll call for that bell…
Drake King: (off-mic) Shut up… Shut, up…
Cy Henderson: (off-mic) No reason to act so mighty for yourself over a snapped ankle, don’t be stupid.
Drake King: (off-mic) SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP!!!!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE QUICKLY LATCHES HIS HANDS ONTO THE BOTTOM ROPE—AND PULLS HIMSELF AND BRAE TOWARD THE ROPES AS THEY BOTH COLLAPSE ONTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!!! Now they’re both down on the ringside floor as Drake is shaking his own head, trying to fight through everything that’s ailing him right now! He’s getting himself back up, as BRAE is finding his footing here as his glare is kept placed on Drake, looking to get the pounce on the two-time Grand Rampage Winner!
Stew-O: BUT DRAKE QUICKLY TAKES HOLD OF HIS WRIST—AND TWISTS HIS ARM DOWNWARD INTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!!! BRAE IS HURT!!! BRAE has seen this arm be targeted in the past! He’s clutching onto his arm as Drake is looking to make the playing field between them all the more of a struggle! He’s now motioning back over & toward BRAE, twisting his arm around once more, and keeping him in position as he’s now PUSHING BRAE TOWARD THE STEEL STEPS WITH IMMEDIATE EFFECT!!
(## CRASH!!!!)
Flannery McCoy: AS BRAE IS SENT SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE UNFORGIVING STEEL!!!! BRAE is now seeing all of the struggle with that shoulder—ACTUALLY, THAT DOESN’T LOOK GOOD AT ALL! I believe that’s dislocated!!! Drake is nodding to himself as he’s glaring toward BRAE, refusing to slow down as he’s now motioning back into the ring, not sparing the glance for Cy while BRAE is left struggling for himself here. Drake is stomping his foot down as he’s bringing back all of the circulation to his foot after the ankle lock, now making the run & rebounding BACK TOWARD BRAE!
Jake Mercer: SUICIDE DIVE SENDS BRAE CRASHING INTO THE BARRICADE SHOULDER FIRST!!!! NOT GOOD FOR BRAE AT ALL!!!! BRAE is in all of the trouble as he’s been left to essentially one good arm! Drake is getting himself moving, trying to keep himself from slowing down as this match is continuing to rage on! BRAE needs to get it together or else Drake may be looking at a real imminent win from here! He needs to get himself moving again!
(Drake soon takes notice of BRAE struggling to rise, as he’s crawling along & over the steel steps, left in a prone state—and an all too advantageous one for his own liking, as his glare emphasizes the next course of action.)
Stew-O: I don’t like that look in his eyes!!! Drake King takes notice of BRAE remaining unable to bring himself up while trying to crawl along the steps that have been removed from the corner! Drake seems to be looking to seal the deal & bring an emphatic end to this match!!! This is not good at all!!! DRAKE IS RUSHING FORWARD AS BRAE IS UNABLE TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO WAY!
Jake Mercer: # ‘JUDGMENT DAY’ ONTO THE STEEL STEPS!!!!
(# POW!!!!)
Flannery McCoy: HEADBUTT ACROSS DRAKE’S FACE!!!!! WOW!!!! BRAE JUST SUMMONED UP ALL OF THE WHEREWITHAL TO SEND THAT HEADBUTT SPIRALLING TOWARD DRAKE KING!!! Drake is immediately clutching onto his own mouth as the blood is surfacing from here! BRAE is clutching onto his own shoulder, refusing to let this match go any other direction as Drake is trying to get himself back up but his mouth has absolutely been busted open!
Jake Mercer: As BRAE is now motioning toward the ring post while Drake is trying to get himself together, with that shoulder proving to be much more a hindrance than he would like it to be! He’s now setting himself along the ring post, nodding to himself emphatically as he’s looking to—HUH?!?
Stew-O: HE SLAMS HIS OWN SHOULDER INTO THE RING POST!!! HE’S JUST RELOCATED HIS SHOULDER BACK INTO PLACE!!! And now his eyes are widened as he’s back on the prowl! Drake is trying to crawl himself upward onto his feet while BRAE is trailing him, AND HE’S GOT HIM CAUGHT UP ALONG & OVER THE ANNOUNCE DESK!!!!
Flannery McCoy: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN!!! TEN BEATS OF BRAE AS DRAKE IS LAID OUT ON THE BARRICADE—AND A HEADBUTT FOR GOOD MEASURE!!!!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE IS DOWN! BRAE realizes his opportunity has come here as he may be looking to reel Drake back into the—WAIT, he leaves Drake on the announce desk, he’s got other ideas here!!! BRAE is realizing that there’s far more left to be done here! He’s… HE’S CLIMBING UP TO THE BARRICADE!!! OH MY GOD!!! DRAKE HASN’T MOVED! BRAE IS FINDING HIS FOOTING ON TOP OF THE BARRICADE!!!
Stew-O: AND HE’S READY! HE LEAPS OFF OF THE BARRICADE WITH AN ELBOW RAISED HIGH!
Flannery McCoy: # ‘RED DEATH’!!!!
(# CRASH!!!!!!)
Jake Mercer: DRAKE ROLLS AWAY AT THE NICK OF TIME!!!! BRAE COLLAPSES INTO THE ANNOUNCE DESK AS HE’S IMMEDIATELY CLUTCHING ONTO HIS OWN ARM!!!! THIS ISN’T GOOD!!!
Stew-O: AS DRAKE IS NOW EAGERLY TAKING A HOLD OF BRAE, AND HE’S NOW TOSSING HIM BACK INTO THE RING! BRAE IS BACK UP TO HIS FEET, REFUSING TO STAY DOWN AS DRAKE IS LOOKING TO PUT HIM DOWN!!!
Flannery McCoy: ’GUILLOTINE!!!!! OH MY!!! SICK KICK MAKES BRAE SLUMP!!! DRAKE IS IMMEDIATELY CLUTCHING ONTO HIS ANKLE, AS THESE SECONDS ARE FLEETING, BUT HE’S ABLE TO HOOK THE LEG!!!!
Jake Mercer: AND CY HAS TO COUNT!
Cy Henderson: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE….
Cy Henderson: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…..
Cy Henderson: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE……
(…)
(…)
Stew-O: BRAE KICKS OUT!!!! HE KICKS OUT!!! DRAKE IS ABSOLUTELY SHOCKED AS CY SIGNALS THE TWO AND A HALF!
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE KING IS ABSOLUTELY FUMING! SUCH A RARE KICKOUT TO SEE, BUT THOSE SECONDS COST HIM!
Jake Mercer: WELL, HIS ANGER IS BEING DIRECTED ELSEWHERE!
(As Cy rises to his feet, so does Drake King, as he’s glaring toward Cy—and ultimately, frustrated to the maximum as he’s stepping toward him.)
Drake King: (off-mic) WHAT ARE YOU DOING, HUH?!
(He shoves Cy, as Cy can’t help but grin as he glances away from him, breathing in deeply as he nods to himself.)
Drake King: (off-mic) YOU’RE PURPOSELY DELAYING THIS! I KNOW YOU ARE! I KNOW—
(Cy shoves Drake back—and his ankle causes him to stumble back & fall onto the canvas, glaring up at Cy with anger as the embarrassment of being shoved down surfaces, garnering a substantial reaction from the crowd as Cy is maintaining his smugly expression.)
Cy Henderson: (off-mic) Better watch yourself, don’t forget who’s officiating…
(Drake brings himself back up, standing directly within Cy’s radius as he’s fuming all the more, glaring toward him as his face is growing red with anger.)
Drake King: (off-mic) ……..
(‘Till Drake slowly nods, raising his own palms as he turns himself away from Cy, exhaling sharply in an effort to calm down as he turns—)
(# SLAP!!!!!!!)
Jake Mercer: :damn:
Stew-O: DRAKE JUST SMACKED CY ACROSS THE FACE! AND CY IS ANGRY! NOW HE’S GOT EVERY REASON IN THE BOOK TO BE MAD! DRAKE IS BACKING AWAY AS CY IS SHAKING HIS OWN HEAD HERE—
Flannery McCoy: ## BEFORE RUSHING FORWARD & SPRAWLING TOWARD DRAKE KING LIKE A FREIGHT TRAIN!!!!
Jake Mercer: # ‘CALAMITY’!!!!!
Stew-O: HE GOT IT!!!!
Flannery McCoy: …..AS DRAKE MOVED OUT OF THE WAY!!!
Jake Mercer: # AND CY HIT BRAE WITH ‘CALAMITY’ INSTEAD!!!!
Stew-O: CY IS REALIZING THIS AS HE’S WIDE EYED, BACKING AWAY AS NOW BRAE IS CLUTCHING ONTO HIS OWN MIDSECTION! DRAKE IS WIDE EYED AS WELL, BACKED INTO THE CORNER AS HE’S ABSOLUTELY ECSTATIC!!!
Flannery McCoy: HE’S GRINNING FROM EAR TO EAR, LAUGHING TO HIMSELF AS CY REALIZES BRAE MAY BE DONE FOR! HE’S TRYING TO KEEP HIMSELF STEADY, BUT DRAKE IS NOW STOMPING HIS OWN FOOT TO KEEP CIRCULATION GOING AS THE END IS COMING!
Jake Mercer: HE RUSHES FORWARD!!!!! ’JUDGMENT DAY’!!!!!!
Stew-O: # ‘MORRIGAN’!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD!!!! WHAT?!?!?? WHAT?!?!??! BRAE NAILS THE BROGUE KICK!!!! DRAKE IS DOWN!!!! EVEN CY IS SHOCKED!!!! BRAE DRAPES HIMSELF OVER DRAKE KING, CY COUNTS AWAY!!!!
Cy Henderson: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE….
Cy Henderson: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…..
Cy Henderson: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE……
(…)
(…)
Jake Mercer: DRAKE BARELY LIFTS THE SHOULDER!!!! HE’S STILL IN THIS!!! BRAE BEING UNABLE TO HOOK THE LEG MAY HAVE COST HIM! BUT HE SURVIVED THE GORE FROM CY TO GET THAT CLOSE!
Stew-O: AND NOW BRAE IS FIGHTING TO KEEP HIMSELF IN THIS MATCH! HE BACKS AWAY, REFUSING TO STAY DOWN AS HE KNOWS THERE’S NO OTHER WAY TO END THIS!!! HE SPRAWLS TOWARD THE DOWNED DRAKE KING!!!
Flannery McCoy: # ‘RED DEATH’!!!!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE WITH A BOOT UP HIS SHOULDER AT THE NICK OF TIME! BRAE IS HURTING!!! IMMEDIATELY GOT A PALM OVER HIS SHOULDER IS DROPS DOWN, SHAKING HIS OWN HEAD AS HE’S TRYING TO KEEP HIMSELF IN MOTION, CRAWLING UP—
Stew-O: # ‘JUDGMENT DAY!!!!!’
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE KING RISES IN TIME TO SPIKE HIS SKULL INTO THE CANVAS!!!! DRAKE HOOKS THE LEG WITH IMMEDIACY!!! IS THIS FINALLY IT!?!?
Cy Henderson: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE….
Cy Henderson: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…..
Cy Henderson: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE……
(…)
(…)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER….. DRAAAAAAAAAKE KING!!!!
Jake Mercer: And you can see the look in Cy’s face as this result is disgruntling for him to count, but he knows he’s the official of this match regardless of what happens. Drake seems to have played his cards right, ‘cause that Calamity changed the trajectory of this match as another damaging effect on his opponent!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE fought like hell through it all! He had Drake King in considerable trouble & could’ve won this match after battling through so much of the strife that came with this match! He proved to be such an immense problem for Drake!
Stew-O: BRAE has absolutely done more than enough to show why he will be in that Pain for Pride main event capacity in the future to come—but Drake King halts those plans this season through a deceptive performance, and he’s kept his ticket punched toward Pain for Pride…
(‘When Darkness Falls’ can be heard blaring throughout the speakers once more, as Drake King is clutching the ropes to help himself upward. Cy is glancing across from him, hands on his hips as he’s garnering an expression of indifference, shaking his own head while BRAE leans by the ropes, the result beginning to simmer over him with a measure of disappointment as Drake simply grins to himself, basking in the polarization as the scene fades.)
(A commercial is shown featuring James Harden fishing with Ben Simmons of the South Florida Sails.)
(The graphic for the next match graphic Appears)
Gina Romano: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A SPECIAL CHALLENGE AND IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL…
(“Ichirin no Hana” by HIGH and MIGHTY COLOR hits and the crowd IMMEDIATELY comes alive! Akari Kiyoko steps out onto the stage, taking a moment to stand at the top of the ramp and soak it all in arms out wide, eyes closed, letting the music and the crowd wash over him. When he opens his eyes there is nothing but focus.)
Gina Romano: INTRODUCING FIRST! FROM AOMORI, JAPAN! WEIGHING IN AT 216 POUNDS! “THE NEW HEART OF SHOWDOWN”… AKARI KIYOKO!
(Akari makes his way down the ramp, slapping hands with fans on both sides, pausing to exchange words with a young kid at ringside before sliding under the bottom rope and immediately climbing the nearest turnbuckle arms raised, the crowd thundering behind him. He hops down and settles into his corner, bouncing lightly on his feet. The music fades. A moment of quiet settles over the arena. Then—)
(“Star Player” hits and the crowd erupts all over again! Joso steps through the curtain, stopping at the top of the ramp with his hands clasped behind his back. He looks out at the crowd slowly. Completely at ease.)
Gina Romano: AND HIS OPPONENT! FROM THE BRONX, NEW YORK! WEIGHING IN AT 206 POUNDS! “THE STAR PLAYER”… JOSO!
(Joso walks down the ramp at his own pace, acknowledging the crowd with small nods as he passes. He steps up onto the apron and climbs through the ropes, standing in the center of the ring for a long moment before turning to face Akari’s corner.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Gavin Kirkland: And here we go! We have a Special Challenge match at Fighting Spirit! Akari Kiyoko, one of the most exciting young wrestlers in EAW today, looking to send a message to the entire National Elite Champion! And across the ring, Joso, a man who has been to the mountain top before and is dead set on getting back there as we head into Pain For Pride!
Deadprez: Two of the most complete wrestlers on this entire roster standing across from each other right now. I don’t think we fully appreciate what we’re about to witness tonight!
Sienna Swann: I appreciate it just fine. What I appreciate even more is that one of them is about to find out exactly where they stand. No shortcuts, no titles on the line to hide behind. Just two people who think they’re the best. We find out who’s right tonight.
(Both men settle into their stances, the energy in the arena already electric. Akari bounces lightly on his feet, eyes sharp, while Joso stands still, completely calm, reading every slight movement that Akari takes.)
Gavin Kirkland: You can already feel the difference in approach here. Akari brings that energy while Joso looks like he’s already three steps ahead mentally. The question is which approach wins out tonight?
(They inch toward each other and then without warning both men EXPLODE forward!)
Deadprez: HERE WE GO! Neither one wasting a second!
(Akari fires a roundhouse kick but Joso sidesteps it instantly, grabbing the leg and shoving him forward! Akari stumbles into the ropes, rebounds into a DROPKICK BY JOSO! Akari gets sent rolling across the mat but immediately bounces back up to his feet!)
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI RIGHT BACK UP! Joso doesn’t even blink, already charging forward— AKARI DUCKS A BICYCLE KICK! Joso spins around right into a FLYING FOREARM SMASH! JOSO GOES DOWN!
Deadprez: AKARI CONNECTED! GOING FOR A QUICK COVER!
ONE!
Sienna Swann: That’s an obvious kick out. Way too early for that. Both of them know it, so I don’t know why Akari would try it.
(Joso is already rolling away and pushing to his feet. Both men reset, breathing slightly harder now, a mutual understanding passing between them.)
Gavin Kirkland: Less than two minutes in and we’ve already seen more than most matches deliver in ten! This pace is absolutely breathtaking!
Deadprez: Neither one of these men is going to let the other settle! Every time you think there’s a pause coming they just keep going!
(Joso shoots forward with a european uppercut that snaps Akari’s head back! Before Akari can respond Joso grabs Akari and hits a SNAP SUPLEX! Akari bounces off the mat and Joso is immediately back on his feet, measuring him!)
Sienna Swann: Now Joso slowing it down ever so slightly, which is smart. You can’t run at this pace forever. Someone has to be the adult in the ring.
Gavin Kirkland: Joso dragging Akari back up— BUT GETS HIT WITH A ROLLING ELBOW FROM AKARI OUT OF NOWHERE! Joso stumbles! Akari quacking moving behind him, grabs him immediately and HITS THE INVERTED EXPLODER SUPLEX INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!
Deadprez: JOSO GETS FOLDED INTO THAT CORNER! THE IMPACT WAS TREMENDOUS!
(Joso slowly gets himself upright, but finds himself slumped against the bottom turnbuckles, Akari quickly picks himself up and immediately hits the opposite corner! RUNNING BACK AND HITTING A CANNON BALL SMASHING JOSO IN THE CORNER!)
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI THROWING EVERYTHING AT JOSO RIGHT NOW! DRAGGING HIM OUT OF THE CORNER AND HOOKING THE LEG!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Deadprez: JOSO KICKS OUT! But Akari has JOSO on the receiving end of his momentum.
Sienna Swann: Akari is sending a message right now and Joso has no choice but to listen to every minute of it.
(Akari doesn’t let the kickout discourage him, he’s right back on Joso, he pulls him up and hooks him for a suplex! Joso blocks it, by planting his feet. Akari tries again but once again it’s blocked. Joso suddenly counters, breaking out, spinning behind and wrapping his arms around Akari’s waist tight!)
Gavin Kirkland: Joso looking for the German of his own— AKARI QUICKLY SCRABBLES GRABBING THE ROPES! Smart ring awareness! But Joso isn’t releasing the grip, wrenching hard trying to peel him away from the ropes!
Deadprez: Akari holding on for dear life! The referee is stepping in now! Telling him to break the hold!
(Joso releases at four! He steps back, hands raised but the second the referee moves, he charges forward with a KNEE STRIKE to the spine! Akari’s arches backward in pain!)
Sienna Swann: Akari somehow managed to lose control of this match. Against someone like Joso, that’s going to cost him.
(Joso grabs Akari from behind, hoists him with a GERMAN SUPLEX! Akari gets LAUNCHED across the ring, landing hard on his neck and shoulders before rolling toward the corner!)
Gavin Kirkland: THE IMPACT OF THAT GERMAN! You can hear that all the way up in the nosebleeds!
(The crowd settles for just a moment, the weight of that German hanging in the air. Akari lies motionless near the ropes, one arm draped over the bottom rope.)
Deadprez: Akari has been moving a million miles an hour since the bell rang but that suplex just put the brakes on everything.
Sienna Swann: That’s what Joso does. You can be the fastest man on the planet and it still won’t matter when he gets his hands on you.
(Joso walks over slowly, deliberate now! He peels Akari off the ropes and drags him to the center of the ring before dropping into the cover!)
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Gavin Kirkland: Akari kicks out but there was a delay on that one! That German took a lot out of him!
(Joso sits up and immediately grabs Akari’s arm, twisting it and rolling him onto his stomach before locking in a CROSSFACE! He wrenches back hard, pulling Akari’s neck and shoulder at a brutal angle as Akari’s face contorts in pain!)
Deadprez: CROSSFACE LOCKED IN DEAD CENTER OF THE RING! Nowhere to go for Akari as he tries to wiggle out of it!
Gavin Kirkland: Joso has it cinched in tight! Akari is reaching, desperately clawing at the mat trying to drag himself toward the ropes but Joso keeps pulling him back!
(The crowd begins to build, urging Akari forward inch by inch. Akari grits his teeth, his free hand slapping the mat not submitting but showing his frustration, using the pain to fuel himself forward.)
Sienna Swann: He’s fighting it. I’ll give him that. But fighting and escaping are two very different things, right now he is not going anywhere.
(Akari surges, dragging both himself and Joso another foot closer to the ropes! Joso cranks back even harder in response, trying to cut the momentum off before it builds!)
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI IS GETTING THERE! HE’S FIGHTING THROUGH IT!
Deadprez: ONE MORE PUSH—
(Akari lunges and gets FINGERTIPS ON THE ROPE! That was enough for the referee to call for the break!)
Gavin Kirkland: HE GOT THERE! AKARI SURVIVES!
(Joso releases the hold, sitting back on his heels for just a moment. He watches Akari pull himself up using the ropes, left shoulder hanging slightly lower than his right.)
Deadprez: Smart by Joso to go right to that submission after the German. He’s been targeting that neck and shoulder and Akari is feeling it now.
Sienna Swann: And that shoulder is going to be a problem for the rest of this match whether Akari wants to admit it or not.
(Joso moves in again but Akari suddenly spins and CRACKS him with a kick straight to the midsection! The sound echoes through the arena!)
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI WITH A HARD KICK TO ABDOMEN!
(Joso doubles over, dropping to one knee, the air completely knocked out of him. Akari leans against the ropes breathing hard, that shoulder still clearly bothering him but his eyes are locked and dangerous.)
Deadprez: Just when you think Joso has him figured out, Akari finds another gear. This match is far from over.
(Akari pushes off the ropes, feeding off the crowd now. Joso stumbles back and slowly goes down to one knee trying to recover from that kick. Akari hits the ropes and comes flying back!)
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI BUILDING MOMENTUM! BASEMENT DROPKICK! Joso gets sent sprawling across the canvas!
(Joso rolls to his stomach and starts pushing up! Akari is already there, driving a sharp knee directly into the side of his body, before hooking him by the head lifting him up to his feet!)
Deadprez: SNAP SUPLEX FROM AKARI! Rolling through he isn’t done yet!
(Akari keeps the grip, dragging Joso back up and hitting a SECOND snap suplex! The crowd energy starts to build, Akari rises and pulls Joso up a third time!)
Gavin Kirkland: GOING FOR THE TRIO— JOSO BLOCKS IT! Planting his feet and firing back with PUNCHES to the midsection! Loosening up his grip, Joso breaks free and lands a HEADBUTT!
Sienna Swann: Joso hasn’t gotten this far by letting people do whatever they want to him, Akari is going to have to do a lot more if he wants to KEEP the offense.
(Both men stagger but Akari manages to recover first, charging forward— JOSO CATCHES HIM WITH A KICK TO THE GUT! GRABBING HIS HEAD FOR A MASSIVE DDT! Akari gets SPIKED into the canvas!)
Gavin Kirkland: DDT! WELL TIMED AND WELL EXECUTED BY JOSO!
(Akari lying completely still, Joso on his knees catching his breath after the damage throughout this match still taking its toll. The referee checks on both men as the crowd slowly begins to rumble back to life!)
Deadprez: Both of these men are pushing through real damage right now. It’s going to come down to who can push through it!
(Joso finally drapes an arm across Akari’s chest.)
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Gavin Kirkland: Akari gets the shoulder up but that was slow! Joso felt it too!
(Joso doesn’t argue, he immediately pulls Akari up and hooks both arms, lifting him high and SLAMMING HIM DOWN WITH A BUTTERFLY SUPLEX! Akari crashes down hard and Joso bridges!)
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREEE—
Deadprez: ANOTHER KICKOUT! Joso is piling on now, not giving Akari a single second to breathe between moves!
Sienna Swann: This is exactly where experience matters. As much as Akari has improved and has shown heart, Joso is simply at a higher level then he is.
(Joso grabs Akari’s injured arm and twists transitioning into a FUJIWARA ARMBAR! Wrenching it back and grinding down on that already compromised shoulder!)
Gavin Kirkland: RIGHT BACK TO THAT SHOULDER! FUJIWARA ARMBAR LOCKED IN! Joso has been coming back to that shoulder all match and now Akari is really feeling it!
Deadprez: Look at Akari’s face he’s in serious pain right now and
(Akari thrashes, body twisting as Joso pulls the arm back at a sickening angle. The referee crouches down asking the big question, but Akari shakes his head violently, refusing to give in for the second time in this match!)
Sienna Swann: He’s not going to tap. But the longer this stays locked in the less he’ll have left in that arm even if he does escape.
(Akari suddenly rolls his whole body, shifting his weight and forcing Joso to adjust his grip for just a fraction of a second! That fraction is all Akari needs, he YANKS the arm free and immediately rolls to the outside, dropping to the floor and shaking out his arm!)
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI GETS OUT! He’s on the outside trying to buy himself a moment!
(Joso doesn’t hesitate, he hits the ropes and charges toward the far side!)
Deadprez: JOSO ISN’T LETTING HIM REST—
(Joso launches through the ropes with a SUICIDE DIVE! Both men crash hard into the barricade! The crowd ERUPTS as both men crumple against the barrier, neither moving for a long moment. The referee begins the count.)
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE!
Gavin Kirkland: Both men down on the outside after that dive! Joso threw his entire body into that one, he felt it just as much as Akari did! I don’t know how that helped Joso, but it certainly stopped Akari from recovering!
Referee: FOUR! FIVE!
(Joso stirs first, pushing himself up using the barricade. Akari is still on the ground behind him, that injured shoulder absorbing most of the landing against the barrier, his face twisted as he rolls on the ground.)
Sienna Swann: Akari landed on that shoulder once again. Every single time it’s the same shoulder. At some point you just got to throw in the towel.
Referee: SIX!
(Joso grabs Akari and rolls him back into the ring before sliding in after him. Akari immediately tries to create distance, crawling toward the opposite corner but Joso grabs him by the ankle!)
Gavin Kirkland: Nowhere to go! Joso dragging him back— Akari turns over and KICKS Joso away with his free leg! Joso stumbles back into the ropes!
(Akari uses the corner to pull himself up, Joso charges back in but AKARI GETS THE BOOTS UP! Joso runs face first into both feet and staggers backward!)
Deadprez: AKARI BUYING HIMSELF TIME! CHARGES FORWARD JOSO TURNING AROUND! GETTING GIT HIT WITH A SHOTGUN DROPKICK FROM AKARI KIYOKO! JOSO GETS BLASTED BACK INTO THE CORNER!
(Joso bounces off the corner and stumbles forward, Akari is back to his feet already running the ropes and hits a MASSIVE DISCUS LARIAT! Joso gets SPUN around and drops to the mat!)
Deadprez: HE CONNECTED! AKARI INTO THE COVER!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREEEE—
Gavin Kirkland: JOSO KICKS OUT! That was close! That combination from Akari nearly put the former World Champion away!
(Akari sits up, running his good hand through his hair, processing the nearfall. For just a moment the crowd noise fills the arena as both men lay on the mat, the weight of the match settling over everything.)
Deadprez: I don’t know how much longer either of these men can keep this up at this level. Something has to give.
Sienna Swann: Something always gives. The question is which one of them breaks first.
(Akari is the first to his feet, pulling Joso up with him but Joso suddenly fires a EUROPEAN UPPERCUT that nearly takes his head off! Akari stumbles into the ropes! Joso charges but Akari drops down and pulls the top rope with him and JOSO GOES FLYING OVER TO THE OUTSIDE!)
Gavin Kirkland: Akari sending Joso back out— NO WAIT! JOSO CATCHING THE ROPES ABLE TO SAVE HIMSELF FROM DANGER HERE!
(Joso lands on the apron instead of the floor, catching himself! Akari charges back but Joso KICKS him to stop his momentum. Joso then grabs him by the head through the ropes and LEAPS BACK INSIDE HITTING A JUMPING DDT FROM THE APRON INTO THE RING! AKARI GETS SPIKED!)
Deadprez: JOSO FROM THE APRON LANDING THAT MASSIVE DDT! AKARI IS DOWN AND THE MATCH ONCE AGAIN CHANGING ON A COIN FLIP!
(The crowd erupts as Akari lies completely motionless near the ropes. Joso breathing heavily, his own body clearly running on fumes now. He rolls Akari to the center of the ring and drops into the cover.)
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREEEE—
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI KICKS OUT! While this match has taken out so much out of these two, they are still willing to fight until the very end! This match is truly special!
(Joso stares at the referee for just a moment before going back to Akari. He sits back on his knees, jaw tight, the first real sign that Akari is really showing Joso just how serious he is.)
Sienna Swann: That DDT from the apron would have finished most people on this roster at this point in the match. Especially with that bad arm that he has. The fact that Akari is still kicking right now is genuinely impressive and I do not say that often.
Deadprez: Joso has thrown everything at him and Akari keeps finding a way! But that shoulder is still hanging, we can’t downplay that and he’s barely moving.
(Joso rises slowly, cracking his neck before grabbing Akari by the wrist and hauling him upright. Akari can barely stand, Joso pulls him in, lifts him vertically! Holding him there for a suspended moment before DROPPING Akari back first on his waiting knees!)
Gavin Kirkland: FINAL CALLING! JOSO HITS “FINAL CALLING”! AKARI’S SPINE JUST GOT FOLDED OVER THOSE KNEES!
(Akari rolls off in agony, clutching his back as the crowd feels every bit of it. Joso goes for the cover immediately! Hooking both legs, pulling them deep as the official slides in!)
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREEEEEE!!!
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Deadprez: AKARI GETS THE SHOULDER UP! BARELY! THAT WAS AS CLOSE TO THREE AS YOU CAN GET!
(The arena ERUPTS. Joso rolls off of Akari, staring at the lights for just a second. The weight of that nearfall hanging over everything. He was in disbelief, expecting to hear his music but not hearing it.)
Gavin Kirkland: I thought this match was over. I genuinely thought it was over right there but Akari powers out of the “Final Culling”.
Sienna Swann: It seems like Joso also thought this match was over. Despite the mutual respect, I don’t think Joso was fully expecting Akari to be this on par with him.
(Joso stands, glaring with a new kind of focus now. He drags Akari back toward the center— Akari suddenly grabs Joso’s arm and YANKS him down into a FUJIWARA ARMBAR OF HIS OWN! Akari getting some payback after Joso put him in this same submission!)
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI GOT JOSO’S ARM! HE IS GIVING HIM A TASTE OF HIS OWN MEDICINE RIGHT NOW!
Deadprez: OUT OF NOWHERE AS WELL! Akari barely has the strength to keep it locked but the desperation is giving him everything he needs right now to keep this submission locked in!
(Joso grimaces, scrambling immediately, rolling his body and powering through before Akari can fully cinch it in! Joso forces his way to his knees, then to his feet PULLING AKARI UP WITH HIM! JOSO QUICKLY GRABS AKARI AND SWIFTLY SLAMS HIM BACK DOWN WITH A BRAINBUSTER!)
Gavin Kirkland: BRAINBUSTER! AKARI GETS DROPPED RIGHT ON HIS HEAD!
(For a moment neither man moves. The crowd is on their feet. The referee checks both competitors as the arena buzzes as this match enters a stalemate.)
Deadprez: We are in what feels like the final stretches of something special here tonight and I don’t think either of these men has anything left to hide. Everything is on the table now.
Sienna Swann: Not to be corny but this match might be what Fighting Spirit is all about…actually nevermind redact that when this goes onto the network.
(Joso is up first, he grabs Akari once again and pulls him toward the corner, positioning him up on top of the turnbuckles before climbing up after him! The crowd cheers with every step!)
Gavin Kirkland: JOSO GOING UP TOP! WHAT IS HE THINKING HERE?!
Deadprez: With Akari high up on the turnbuckles, this could truly be catastrophic for him—
(Akari suddenly FIRES a right hand into Joso’s ribs! Then another! Joso wobbles on the ropes! Akari drives a shoulder into his midsection despite the pain it causes him then hooks him!)
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI FIGHTING BACK FROM THE TURNBUCKLES! HE’S GOT JOSO HOOKED HE MIGHT BE TRYING TO TURN THIS AROUND AVALANCHE BRAINBUSTER?!
Deadprez: WAIT NO! JOSO BLOCKING IT! DRIVING ELBOWS INTO AKARI’S INJURED SHOULDER! AKARI’S GRIP IS BREAKING!
(Akari winces, his grip loosening as Joso hammers down on that shoulder relentlessly. Joso steadies himself, grabbing Akari by the head trying to steady himself before he leaps up and HITS A MASSIVE HURRICANRANA OFF THE TOP ROPES!)
Gavin Kirkland: HURRICANRANA FROM THE TOP ROPE! AKARI FLIPS AND CRASHES DOWN AND THE RING SHOOK FROM THAT IMPACT! AFTER EVERYTHING THAT AKARI HAS TAKEN IN THIS MATCH! YOU KNOW THAT DIDN’T FEEL GOOD!
(The crowd loses their minds as Akari lands in a heap near the center of the ring. Joso was barely able to stand after that. Trying to find the ropes, so that he can lift himself back up to his feet! )
Deadprez: I don’t know how Akari survives that! Joso stumbles and falls to the mat again but managing to crawl into the cover, he has to end this right here!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREEEEEE!!!
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Gavin Kirkland: OH MY GOD! AKARI KICKS OUT! THE CROWD CANNOT BELIEVE IT AND ONCE AGAIN NEITHER CAN JOSO! THE CROWD IS ON IT’S FEET AS AKARI KIYOKO STAYS ALIVE IN THIS MATCH!
(The shock on Joso’s face says it all, he was almost at his limit and Akari is still managing to kick out and fight his way back into the match. Joso knew that if he wanted to win, he was going to have to tap into a level that he hasn’t before. Joso slowly pushes himself up, looking down at Akari as he continues to pour sweat and feel his beating heart pound in his chest.)
Joso: (off mic) Come on Akari, I know you don’t have that much left. Give me everything you got!
(Akari lifts his head, his eye burning with fire and passion, that injured shoulder hanging at his side. He looks Joso dead in the eye. He attempts to pick himself back up with his one good arm.)
Akari Kiyoko: (off-mic) I’m not done yet, I can do this ALL night!
(Joso walks up to him, offering him a hand up. At least showing some signs of sportsmanship. However, Akari SLAPS his hands away!)
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI SLAPPING THE HANDS AWAY! HE IS NOT FINISHED! HE WON’T ALLOW JOSO TO HELP HIM UP!
(Joso grabs him again trying to help him up to his feet! Yet again, Akari shoves him back! Joso stumbles slightly, surprised that he still had any strength left!)
Joso: (off-mic) Man, you’ve got heart, I’ll give you that. But your heart ain’t going to be enough to beat me.
(Akari pulls himself up, straightens up to his full height, shoulder and all.)
Akari Kiyoko: (off-mic) Then stop talking, and we can find out if that’s true or not…
(Joso’s eyes narrow, then he smirks.)
Sienna Swann: What is this a western move? Someone please make a move already, things are just getting interesting!
Deadprez: Akari just looked a former World Champion in the face and is daring him to finish the job! Akari has a lot of guts and one can assume Joso is amused by this level of confidence!
Gavin Kirkland: Joso can certainly relate, he has been in those shoes and it was that level of confidence that got him to the level he is at!
(Joso suddenly lunges SUPERKICK TO THE KNEE! Akari buckles and Joso hits a SUPERKICK TO THE FACE OF THE KNEELING AKARI! Before Akari can fall completely Joso already was in the air with a DOUBLE FOOT STOMP DRIVING AKARI INTO THE CANVAS!)
Deadprez: JOSO JUST UNLOADED ON AKARI AND THAT HAS TO BE THE FINAL NAIL IN THE COFFIN!
(Akari is flattened. The crowd holds its breath. Joso pulls him back up, hooking him, and lifting him up for the “INCOMING SILENCE”! THE SPIN-OUT SITOUT POWERBOMB DRIVES AKARI INTO THE MAT!)
Gavin Kirkland: INCOMING SILENCE! JOSO HITS “INCOMING SILENCE”! THIS HAS TO BE IT! Joso hooks both legs, stacking Akari’s shoulders deep into the mat!
Referee: ONE!!!
Referee: TWO!!!
Referee: THREEEEEE!!!
Deadprez: AKARI KICKS OUT! AKARI KICKS OUT ONCE AGAIN AKARI FINDS A WAY TO STAY ALIVE!
Joso: (off mic) GODDAMN MAN!
(Joso looks at the referee, asking if that was really a three count. The referee being honest and how close it was, it made Joso focus back in but it’s clear that he had to pull out his bigger stuff if he wanted to win.)
Gavin Kirkland: I do not believe what I am watching tonight. I refuse to believe it! Akari is making Joso doubt himself right now and how often do you see that?
Sienna Swann: Not a lot, I think he told someone once that he could sell headphones to the deaf. He is very confident in himself and his abilities.
(Joso slowly rises to his feet. He looks down at Akari who is somehow, impossibly, trying to push himself up off the mat. One arm shaking. The injured shoulder is barely cooperating. But he’s getting back up.)
Deadprez: Look at this! LOOK at this! Akari Kiyoko is getting back to his feet after “Incoming Silence” and nobody in this building can believe it!
(Joso takes a step toward him but Akari suddenly EXPLODES upward with a FOREARM that catches Joso clean across the jaw! Joso staggers! Akari bounces off the ropes and hits ANOTHER HARD FOREARM! Joso stumbles into the ropes!)
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI IS ALIVE! THE CROWD IS WILLING HIM FORWARD! Joso rebounds off the ropes! Akari catches him— “COSMIC ETERNITY”! THE REVERSE SPIN-SCOOP SLAM PLANTS JOSO INTO THE CANVAS!
Deadprez: “COSMIC ETERNITY”! AKARI HITS IT! HE HOOKS THE LEG! THIS MIGHT BE ONE OF THE BIGGEST WINS IN HIS CAREER!
Referee: ONE!!!
Referee: TWO!!!
Referee: THREEEEEE!!!
Gavin Kirkland: JOSO KICKS OUT! JOSO KICKS OUT AT TWO AND A HALF!
(Akari collapses forward, both hands on the mat, breathing in ragged gasps. Despite the near fall he still thought positively, he was still so close to ending this match that all he needed was a big move of his own!)
Deadprez: Neither one of these men will let this match end. We are witnessing something tonight that this crowd will never forget!
Sienna Swann: I won’t lie, coming into this match, I did not expect Akari Kiyoko to put up this much of a fight. Maybe I should’ve put money on him.
(Akari sits up slowly, eyes fixed on Joso. He slaps his own chest twice, feeding off the crowd and rises to his feet.)
Akari Kiyoko: (off mic) THIS IS WHO I AM! THIS IS WHAT I DO! JOSO…
(Akari slowly backs into the corner.)
Akari Kiyoko: (off mic) IT’S DONE!
Gavin Kirkland: Akari is in the corner. He’s waiting. The crowd knows what’s coming and so does everyone watching at home!
Deadprez: This is it. This is Akari Kiyoko’s moment right here. Everything he has been through tonight, the shoulder, the pain, ALL of it has led to this moment right here! Claim your moment!
(Joso gets to one knee. Then to both feet. He turns around and Akari is already LAUNCHING out of the corner!)
Gavin Kirkland: PEACH DREAM! CLAYMORE KICK RIGHT TO THE SKULL OF JOSO!
(Joso gets OBLITERATED, spinning and crashing down to the mat spread eagle! The arena ERUPTS as Akari drops into the cover!)
Referee: ONE!!!
Referee: TWO!!!
Referee: THREEEEEE!!!
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Deadprez: JOSO KICKS OUT! JOSO KICKS OUT OF THE PEACH DREAM!
(Akari grabs his own head in disbelief. The crowd is in absolute shock. He looks down at Joso who is already beginning to stir and something hardens in his expression as he stands back up.)
Sienna Swann: It looks like one wasn’t going to be enough. So he is going to give him another one. As an untalented musician would say.
(Akari backs into the corner again. The crowd is on another level now, screaming, stomping, the entire arena chanting Akari’s name. Joso drags himself back up, blood beginning to trickle down the side of his face from somewhere above his hairline. He turns again— )
Gavin Kirkland: SECOND PEACH DREAM! AKARI CONNECTS AGAIN AND THIS TIME JOSO IS BUSTED OPEN!
(Blood streams freely down Joso’s face as he collapses to the canvas. The camera zooms in crimson pouring down his cheek, dripping onto the mat. The crowd is absolutely deafening as Akari closes in on a huge victory.)
Deadprez: JOSO IS BLEEDING! AKARI HAS DRAWN BLOOD FROM A FORMER WORLD CHAMPION TONIGHT!
(Akari stands over him, chest heaving, that injured shoulder trembling at his side. He looks out at the crowd and the crowd gives it all back to him. Every last bit of it.)
Akari Kiyoko: (off mic) ONE MORE! ONE MORE TIME!
Sienna Swann: One more? Oh goodness, he’s trying to kill Joso!
(Akari backs into the corner one final time. The crowd counts with him as Joso, somehow, begins to stir again. Blood covering half his face but still moving.)
Gavin Kirkland: How is Joso even conscious right now?! How is he still trying to get up?!
Deadprez: Because he is Joso! That’s why! Because this man does not know how to stay down!
(Joso gets to his feet, blood dripping freely from his forehead and turns around once again. Akari explodes out of the corner ONE MORE TIME!)
Gavin Kirkland: THIRD PEACH DREAM!
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Deadprez: JOSO MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!
(Akari’s momentum carries him in the air, his boot connecting with nothing! His body slams on the mat, he immediately clutches his arm as he tries to stand which allows Joso to immediately ROLL HIM UP FROM BEHIND!)
Referee: ONE!!!
Referee: TWO!!!
Gavin Kirkland: AKARI KICKS OUT AT TWO! BUT WAIT— the second Akari kicks free Joso grabs the injured arm and DRIVES his boot down onto it with everything he has left!
Deadprez: JOSO BEEN TARGETING THAT INJURED ARM THIS ENTIRE MATCH! IT HAS PAID OFF!
Gavin Kirkland: All match long that arm has been a target and right now it may have just decided everything. Akari has nothing left to protect himself with!
(Joso reaches down grabbing Akari’s broken body. Akari can barely defend himself, his arm hanging uselessly at his side. Joso hooks both arms and hoisting him up for—)
Deadprez: HEAVEN’S GATE!!! PACKAGE PILEDRIVER DRIVES AKARI HEADFIRST INTO THE CANVAS!!! Akari lies completely, utterly motionless! Joso collapses across him!
Referee: ONE!!!
Referee: TWO!!!
Referee: THREEEEEE!!!
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(…)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Gina Romano: HERE IS YOUR WINNER..JOSO!
(For a moment nobody says anything. The arena taking in what just happened. Joso lies across Akari, neither man moving, blood dripping from Joso’s face onto the canvas beneath them.)
Gavin Kirkland: I don’t have words. I genuinely do not have words for what these two men just gave us tonight. They both said they were going to give it all and they did just that!
Deadprez: Nothing can beat two of the brightest going out there and tearing the roof off the place.
(The referee raises Joso’s arm but Joso barely registers it, his eyes finding Akari, who is slowly beginning to stir. Joso rolls to his knees. Then to his feet. He reaches down and offers his hand. Akari looks up at it. Then at Joso…)
(Then slowly take it. Joso pulls him to his feet. And then without a word raises Akari’s arm high into the air.)
Gavin Kirkland: Joso raising the arm of Akari Kiyoko. A former World Champion paying respect to the next generation standing right in front of him.
Deadprez: Akari Kiyoko came into tonight trying to prove he belongs at the top of this company. I don’t think he needs to prove that to anybody anymore. Not after tonight.
Sienna Swann: He didn’t win the match. But he certainly did shut a lot of doubters up about where he stands in this company.
(Joso smiles at Akari, taking his hand firmly and shaking it. Saying something to Akari that only he could hear, before the scene slowly fades to black.)
(A commercial airs featuring Jake Smith dancing to iconic Michael Jackson dance routines in promotion of the new Michael movie.)
(The graphic for the next match appears.)
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(The camera pans over towards Gina Romano inside of the ring with a smile on her face as she speaks into the microphone.)
Gina Romano: This match is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Gina Romano: And it is for the New Breed Championship!
(The camera then pans towards the entrance ramp as “I Was Made For Lovin’ You” by KISS plays on the speakers. The crowd rises in cheers as Cynthia slowly strolls out, a visible nervousness for a moment before a confident smile appears on her face, posing on the top of the ramp before finally moving forward waving towards the crowd.)
Gina Romano: INTRODUCING THE FIRST CHALLENGER, FROM KANSAS CITY, MISSOURI, WEIGHING IN AT 134 POUNDS, SHE IS CYNTHIAAAAAA VALICEEEEEEE!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: CYNTHIA, RAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!
Sienna Swann: Don’t shout near my ear.
Deadprez: Cynthia looking forward to another title shot here tonight, and after getting tormented non-stop by Grace for a few months now, she is looking to get some revenge and at the same time win the New Breed Championship for herself!
(Cynthia enters inside of the ring and then takes her designated corner. “Genie In A Bottle” by Christina Aguilera plays and the crowd now begins to boo loudly. Grace steps out of backstage with a disgusted expression on her face, she rolls her eyes at the people booing her and ‘gives them the hand’ as she strolls forward, a grin appearing on her face after, only gold right now popping up in her mind.)
Gina Romano: INTRODUCING THE SECOND CHALLENGER, RESIDING IN LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA, WEIGHING IN AT 121 POUNDS, SHE IS “THE PARADIGM OF PERFECTION”, GRACEEEEE DE LUCAAAAAAAAA!!!
Gavin Kirkland: GRACE, RA- actually she insulted me while we were getting catering. I don’t think I want to cheer for her.
Sienna Swann: Poor you.
Deadprez: Grace has been in… uh, a mission for the past few months. She has been trying to make Cynthia’s life a living hell with the help of a mystery person that doesn’t even know who it is. And now she wants to seek the New Breed Championship for herself, either by hook or by crook.
(Grace enters inside the ring, giving a sneer towards Cynthia before taking her corner. “Mirtazapine” by Hayley Williams plays on the speakers to a mostly mixed reaction, the cheers from the crowd being louder as Brianna steps in through and stands at the top of the ramp. She looks around for a moment at the people, posing slowly at the beat of her song before she moves forward with a serious expression on her face, focused solely on nothing else but to succeed.)
Gina Romano: INTRODUCING THE THIRD CHALLENGER, FROM CANCÚN, MEXICO, WEIGHING IN AT 119 POUNDS, SHE IS “THE BUTTERFLY QUEEN”, BRIANNAAAAAA HIIILLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: RAAAAAAAHHHHHH! MY BEAUTIFUL BUTTERFLY QUEEN, LETS GO BRIANNAAAAAA!!!
Sienna Swann: Jesus.
Deadprez: And as for Brianna, she has been trying to find her path after being forced out of Silas World, trying to fight all by herself. And it seems life has given her a detour on the name of the New Breed Championship, after defeating Clayton Golde a few weeks ago on Showdown. And she is looking to bounce back by becoming the New Breed Champion!
(Brianna hops onto the ring apron, passing through the ropes and then posing on the top corner, as she then gets off and takes her corner. Finally, “Betty (Get Money)!” by Yung Gravy plays on the speakers, a wave of boos ringing all around the arena as Clayton Golde walks out with the biggest shit eating grin on his face. The New Breed Championship hangs from his hand as he flexes with his other free arm, posing for a moment before finally moving forward, waving off the booing people, incredibly confident on his win tonight.)
Gina Romano: AND INTRODUCING THE CHAMPION, FROM… HIS GOLDEN COMPOUND IN ROMANIA, WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS, HE IS “THE GOLDEN GOD”, THE NEW BREED CHAMPION, CLAYTOOOONNNNNNN GOLDEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Gavin Kirkland: …yeah, I won’t shout for this one.
Sienna Swann: Finally!
Deadprez: And here we have our New Breed Champion, ever confident, ever succesful. He has been fighting against every kind of New Breed and succeeding, as well in many ways that are not that respected, and tonight it is one of his biggest challenges as he faces three challengers at once! Will he be the one to retain and then ruin the dreams of his other challengers or will he be defeated? Let’s find out!
(Clayton enters inside of the ring and then raises the championship one more time. He gives it to the referee as he raises it himself and shows it around to the people. He puts it away as all four competitors warm up, get ready, as then…)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Gavin Kirkland: AND WE ARE OFFICIALLY ON!!!
Deadprez: …sigh. Grace de Luca almost immediately turned around and then left through the ropes, dropping right out of the ring.
Sienna Swann: Oh! And at the same time, Clayton Golde turned as well and then left through the ropes too!
Deadprez: Of course the two of them end up getting the same idea to leave! The two meet each other in the middle as they try to back away, and almost immediately, the two of them start to bicker and fight with one another, accusing the other of stealing their idea.
Gavin Kirkland: Brianna and Cynthia though see this and they want to take advantage of it! They turn at the same time and then bounce off the ropes, Grace and Clayton are too busy bickering between each other to notice!
Deadprez: AS BRIANNA AND CYNTHIA ARE ABLE TO FLY THROUGH THE ROPES AND THEN TAKE THEM BOTH DOWN WITH A HUGE SUICIDE DIVE!!! CYNTHIA TAKES GRACE DOWN WHILE BRIANNA TAKES CLAYTON DOWN!
Sienna Swann: I know sometimes I can’t get over myself when I have to tell an ugly man that he is ugly, but come on, we are on a match here!
Deadprez: Brianna and Cynthia take hold of their heads and then throw them back inside! Clayton tries to roll away as fast as he can once more, Brianna chasing after him, but Cynthia does not let Grace go so easily! She grabs onto her leg as best as she can, Grace slowly rising, hopping on her foot- she tries to turn and then goes for an Enzuigiri to hit Cynthia!
Gavin Kirkland: CYNTHIA CATCHES HER LEG THOUGH! She tries to wrap it around her other leg and then pull her over! Cynthia tries to go for a Boston Crab! AND SHE HAS IT! RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
Deadprez: Clayton is able to roll under the ropes and onto the ring apron! Brianna grabs him by his hair, tries to pull him back in- BACK ELBOW BY CLAYTON! AND THEN HE SLAMS BRIANNA NECK FIRST RIGHT AGAINST THE TOP ROPE! Clayton enters back inside! Grabbing onto the arm of Brianna, irish whipping her!
Gavin Kirkland: AND FORCING HER TO SMASH RIGHT AGAINST CYNTHIA! Cynthia and Brianna collide and the two go down onto the mat, Cynthia’s submission getting broken up with Brianna going against her.
Sienna Swann: Not a pretty sight at all but it worked out at the end!
Deadprez: Grace is able to let out a sigh of relief after getting out of that submission- but she doesn’t have time to take another breath! Clayton snatches her head- RUNNING BULLDOG! HE SMASHES GRACE RIGHT AGAINST THE MAT FACE FIRST!
Gavin Kirkland: Clayton acts and then he goes to cover her!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEE!
Referee: T-
Gavin Kirkland: Grace kicks out right before the referee can count to two! Clayton snatches her again, he tries to pull her back up and then follow through with a DDT!
Deadprez: CYNTHIA GRABS HIM BY THE WAIST JUST BEFORE HE CAN FOLLOW THROUGH! Clayton lets go! CYNTHIA WITH A HUGE BACK SUPLEX LIFTS HIM UP AND THEN SLAMS HIM DOWN ONTO THE MAT! Cynthia keeps hold of him and then goes for the pin attempt!
Referee: ONEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOO-
Sienna Swann: As Brianna runs over! DOUBLE FOOTSTOMP RIGHT ONTO THE GUT OF CYNTHIA! Cynthia lets go and grabs onto her stomach!
Deadprez: And now Grace grabs Brianna and then pulls her in! She is able to bring her down, trying to go for a quick small package roll up!
Referee: ONEEEE!
Referee: TWO-
Gavin Kirkland: Brianna throws Grace off of her! She rises-
Deadprez: JUST FOR GRACE TO LAND A BIG BOOT RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE OF BRIANNA HILL! Grace falls down on top of her, once more attempting to go for a cover!
Referee: ONE!
Referee: TWO!
Sienna Swann: Brianna kicks out! Grace turns and then attempts to pin Cynthia!
Referee: ONE!
Referee: TWO!
Deadprez: That doesn’t work either! She finally goes to her last option and covers Clayton!
Referee: ONE!
Referee: TWO!
Gavin Kirkland: WITH CLAYTON KICKING OUT AS WELL!!!
Grace de Luca: (off-mic) OH COME ON!!!!
Sienna Swann: I am not sure what she expected there, clearly they were not going to give her the win on a silver platter.
Deadprez: Grace stands annoyed now, frustrated that her plan didn’t work out at all. She decides to re-focus onto Brianna and then pulls her up, grabbing her by behind, wanting to go for a Ripcord- BRIANNA WITH A HUGE BACK ELBOW THOUGH SENDS HER MOVING BACK!
Sienna Swann: RIGHT INTO A HUGE DROPKICK BY CLAYTON! Yet again Grace gets pushed back!
Gavin Kirkland: Just to get caught by Cynthia, pulled up- AND THEN HIT WITH A HUGE NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX! Cynthia with a beautiful bridge!
Referee: ONEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOO!!
Deadprez: But both Brianna and Clayton rush and then stomp on Cynthia, breaking up the pin! Brianna turns her focus towards Clayton, she hits him with a forearm! A CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST! She pushes him against the ropes and then tries to irish whip him to the other side! She drops to the mat trying to trip him up!
Sienna Swann: Clayton holds onto the ropes just before Brianna can trick him! He runs forward- ELBOW DROP RIGHT INTO THE SPINE OF BRIANNA HILL! Clayton rises though! DROPPING YET ANOTHER ONE! AND THEN ANOTHER! AND THEN ANOTHER! Before he finally rises up, poses towards the crowd, and drops-
Gavin Kirkland: CYNTHIA ONCE MORE! SHE GOES FLYING AND THEN HITS CLAYTON DOWN WITH A HUGE JUMPING CLOTHESLINE! WHAT A QUEEN!!!! She pulls him back up and then tries to go for another move, but yet again Clayton tries to escape! CYNTHIA WANTS TO GO FOR A SLEEPER HOLD! Clayton tries to reach over to the ropes to pull himself out of there!
Deadprez: CYNTHIA CHANGES GRIPS!
Sienna Swann: AND THEN SHE THROWS HIM BACK ONTO THE MAT WITH A HUGE SAITO SUPLEX! The champion almost landed in his head with that one! Cynthia once more tries to bridge it here for a cover!
Gavin Kirkland: BUT GRACE GRABS HER BY HER LEGS! SHE IS BACK INTO THE MIX! She pulls Cynthia away to prevent her from making a cover! Now Grace is the one that tries to lock Cynthia into a Boston Crab, but she is unable to get it down! Just as she turns her over- CYNTHIA KICKS AND PUSHES HER AWAY FROM HER!
Deadprez: BRIANNA IS BACK TOO! SHE CHOPS GRACE RIGHT ACROSS HER CHEST AND STOPS HER IN HER PATH! She kicks her in the knee and then forces her down onto the ground! Brianna grabs her, hooks her arms! Lifts her up for a Vertical Suplex!
Gavin Kirkland: Cynthia grabs onto Grace’s leg just before Brianna can go for the Suplex! She pulls her down and then goes behind Brianna, grabbing onto her waist, and trying to go for a German! Brianna lets go of Grace to grab onto Cynthia to not let her get the German Suplex!
Sienna Swann: But that small change of grip gives the chance for Grace to back away now! Before she runs forward- AND THEN HITS BRIANNA ACROSS THE JAW WITH A BIG BOOT! FOLLOWED BY A GERMAN SUPLEX FROM CYNTHIA THAT SLAMS BRIANNA DOWN!
Deadprez: An accidental piece of team work right there between Cynthia and Grace, but as soon as they cross eyes- THEY GO IMMEDIATELY BACK TO FIGHTING! Forearms and fists fly all over the place as the two of them clash in the middle of the ring! Cynthia pushes her back, she tries to go for a Roundhouse to the side of the head!
Gavin Kirkland: Grace ducks down and avoids the kick! Grace grabs Cynthia from behind by her arm, then pulls her- RIGHT INTO A RIPCORD SLAP!
Deadprez: CYNTHIA CATCHES HER JUST BEFORE THE SLAP LANDS! AND GRACE THROWS HER OVER WITH A HUGE EXPLODER SUPLEX! Cynthia rises to her feet, alongside a wave of cheers from the crowd!
Gavin Kirkland: CLAYTON SUDDENLY COMES BACK! HE KICKS HER RIGHT IN THE GUT AND THEN HE FALLS AGAINST THE ROPES! HE TRIES TO GO FOR A FAMOUSER ONTO CYNTHIA!
Deadprez: CYNTHIA GRABS HIS LEGS ALONG HER ARMS! She tries to push his shoulders down to the mat, trying to go for a quick pinfall!
Referee: ONEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOO!!
Referee: T-
Gavin Kirkland: CLAYTON GOLDE KICKS OUT!
Deadprez: RIGHT INTO CYNTHIA TRYING TO PULL HERSELF UP?! CYNTHIA IS TRYING TO LIFT UP CLAYTON ONTO HER SHOULDERS AND THEN GO FOR A POWERBOMB! DOES SHE EVEN HAVE THE STRENGTH TO LIFT A MAN THE SIZE OF CLAYTON???
Gavin Kirkland: SHE IS DOING IT THOUGH! SHE IS SOMEHOW LIFTING HIM UP, SHE SLOWLY HAS-
Deadprez: NO! SHE ENDS UP GIVING IN AND NOT BEING ABLE TO GET HM UP! AS CLAYTON REVERSES- AND THEN SLAMS HER DOWN ONTO THE MAT WITH A HUGE DDT!
Gavin Kirkland: Dang it! She was doing so well right there! Clayton then pushes her over and then pins her shoulders down! Come on, Cynthia!
Referee: ONEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: T-
Sienna Swann: Lucky you, Gavin! She is able to raise her shoulder and then kick out!
Gavin Kirkland: Phew! I knew thanking God would be able to help me there, hopefully he isn’t mad about everything else, especially not going to church.
Deadprez: I think he would be more annoyed by everything else you did than not go to church.
Sienna Swann: Clayton rises to his feet and then he grabs Cynthia by her hair, rude!
Gavin Kirkland: And then he starts to pull her away and bring her towards the ring apron! Don’t you dare do anything else bad to that beautiful woman, Clayton!
Deadprez: This would not end pretty at all for Cynthia, man! That is the hardest part of the ring after all!
Gavin Kirkland: He grabs her by the head, he wants to slam her head right down onto the ring apron, but Cynthia is sending strikes towards the gut of Clayton! She is giving it her all, struggling, trying to break free from his grasp! SHE THEN FINALLY KICKS HIM BACK! LET’S GO! CYNTHIA!
Deadprez: Cynthia tries to grab his head and hook her arms around it! I think she wants to go for a Vertical Suplex of sorts! She wants to try again to lift up Clayton! SHE DOES-
Sienna Swann: NO! GRACE COMES OUT OF NOWHERE AND THEN SHE PUSHES THEM BOTH OFF OF THE RING APRON! The two of them go flying and then crashing down hard against the floor! Grace laughs to herself at being able to pull that off! She turns-
Gavin Kirkland: AND BRIANNA COMES OUT OF NOWHERE HERSELF TO THROW HER OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A HUGE CLOTHESLINE! Grace spills out of there as well and crashes down, gathering along with Clayton and Cynthia!
Deadprez: Brianna sees the three of them and the gears start turning inside of her head! I think she sees something here! She moves forward towards one of the corners, as she starts scaling it!
Sienna Swann: The other three competitors are dizzy, barely moving, they slowly get to standing positions between the three of them, all while Brianna is up to the top of the corner! Better get ready, sweetie!
Gavin Kirkland: Brianna rises… AND THEN SHE JUMPS OFF THE CORNER!!! A HUGE CROSSBODY FROM THE TOP ROPE TAKES THE OTHER THREE COMPETITORS DOWN TO THE GROUND! Brianna rolls out of there and then rises to her feet, the crowd cheering in response! That is the Butterfly Queen right there, baby! Don’t mess with her!
Deadprez: Good for you, Gavin. Brianna decides to focus on Grace here, grabbing her by her head and then throwing her back inside of the ring! Brianna wants to end this already, especially when Cynthia and Clayton are down on the outside! She runs forward- TRYING TO GO FOR THE SHINING WIZARD! “HITS DIFFERENT-“
Gavin Kirkland: GRACE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND AVOIDS GETTING KNEED IN THE FACE! Grace grabs the legs of Brianna and then pulls her down here, attempting a quick roll-up!
Referee: ONEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOO!!
Deadprez: GRACE TRIES TO GO FOR THE TIGHTS-
Gavin Kirkland: BRIANNA IS ABLE TO KICK OUT JUST BEFORE GRACE CAN GO FOR THE TIGHTS! Grace tries to back away and now she wants to go for her own move to end it! “BITTERSWEET-“
Sienna Swann: Brianna catches her leg just before she can hit her! She throws it over to the side and forces Grace to spin- ENZUIGIRI RIGHT ACROSS HER HEAD FROM BRIANNA! Grace wobbles after the kick to the head and Brianna tries to grab her by her head too, she wants to-
Gavin Kirkland: WAIT! CLAYTON! CLAYTON JUMPS INSIDE AND THEN ROLLS THROUGH! ENTERING INSIDE- AND THEN GIVING A ROLLING DOUBLE STUNNER TO BOTH BRIANNA AND GRACE! Both of them go down to the mat and now Clayton rushes over, trying to cover the two of them! No way that he is going to take the win like this!
Referee: ONEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: T-
Deadprez: GRACE AND BRIANNA BOTH KICK OUT AT THE SAME TIME! There is annoyance now shown in the face of Clayton Golde once he sees that he hasn’t won yet. He tries to grab Grace and then pull her away from Brianna, he wants to focus on her and then lift her up to her shoulders! He wants to go for a-
Gavin Kirkland: CYNTHIA RUNS INSIDE AND THEN SHE HITS A ROCKET KICK RIGHT AGAINST THE HEAD OF CLAYTON! The New Breed Champion goes down onto the mat!
Sienna Swann: But Grace falls right on top of him by accident! The referee drops down to count!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: T-
Deadprez: Brianna rushes over and then she breaks up the pin! Grace almost won the match right there! Brianna tries to rise up- AS CYNTHIA GETS UP TOO! SHE SNATCHES HER- AND THEN SHE THROWS HER ACROSS THE RING WITH A HUGE BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!
Gavin Kirkland: Cynthia rises up once more just as Grace is able to move- AND THEN CYNTHIA GRABS HER TOO! CYNTHIA- THROWS HER RIGHT OVER WITH A HUGE BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX AS WELL! Grace lands hard on the mat! Just then that Clayton tries to rise up, he snatches Cynthia and then he irish whips her towards the ropes, he tries to go for a clothesline!
Deadprez: CYNTHIA DUCKS UNDER AND GOES FROM BEHIND! AS SHE THROWS CLAYTON FLYING WITH A HUGE GERMAN SUPLEX AS WELL! Clayton slowly rolls away now and then goes towards the corner here, Cynthia is on a roll right now! She rises up and then runs to the corner opposite of Clayton! She runs forward then, trying to go for a- RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT ACROSS THE HEAD OF CLAYTON!
Sienna Swann: Cynthia is giving it her all right now against Clayton Golde! Kind of cute, without ignoring the fact that she can kick your ass too. She slowly grabs onto his legs and then she lifts him up, forcing to sit on the top of the corner.
Gavin Kirkland: Cynthia is looking here for a big move right now! She slowly hooks her arm around the head of Clayton, she wants to go for an Avalanche Suplex! Clayton is struggling though and grabbing tightly onto the ropes-
Deadprez: GRACE RISES AND THEN SHE HITS CYNTHIA RIGHT ACROSS THE BACK WITH A FOREARM! Cynthia stops in her tracks just before she can go for the suplex. Grace slowly gets on top of the corner, standing right by Cynthia, she throws a strike right onto Clayton, elbow towards Cynthia!
Sienna Swann: Cynthia fights back though and she hits an elbow as well towards Grace! Clayton is stirring awake though and he tries to grab onto the two of them-
Deadprez: WAIT, WAIT! BRIANNA COMING IN NOW! SHE RUSHES IN AND THEN GRABS ONTO BOTH CYNTHIA AND GRACE WHILE THEY ARE STILL UP! WHAT IS SHE TRYING TO DO?!
Gavin Kirkland: BRIANNA BRINGS THEM RIGHT OFF THE TOP OF THE CORNER WITH A HUGE TOWER OF DOOM!!!! CYNTHIA AND GRACE GET BROUGHT DOWN ALL WHILE CLAYTON FOLLOWS THROUGH WITH THEM! THE THREE OF THEM GET SLAMMED DOWN HARD ONTO THE MAT, WITH BRIANNA STANDING TALL!
Deadprez: Brianna slowly moves forward, stumbling slightly and trying to focus on Clayton here, who ended up taking the worst out of that tower of doom! She wants to run forward, just as the other girls are stirring… SHE RUNS FORWARD TO GO FOR THE SHINING-
Sienna Swann: CYNTHIA IS UP! SHE GRABS THE LEG OF BRIANNA JUST BEFORE SHE CAN GO FOR THE SHINING WIZARD! SHE SPINS IT OUT- BUT YET AGAIN BRIANNA GETS HER WITH AN ENZUIGIRI! Brianna rises-
Gavin Kirkland: A BIG BOOT TOWARDS THE FACE OF BRIANNA! GRACE GRABS HER HEAD, SPINS AROUND- DRIVES HER DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A HUGE TORNADO DDT! GRACE NOW IS THE ONE THAT GETS UP, A GRIN ON HER FACE!
Deadprez: BUT HER GRIN AT THAT MOMENT DISAPPEARS AS CLAYTON IS UP AS WELL! GRACE TRIES TO MOVE FORWARD AND THEN GET HIM WITH THE “BITTERSWEET CHIN-“
Sienna Swann: CLAYTON DUCKS AND THEN HE SUDDENLY LIFTS GRACE UP INTO HIS SHOULDERS! HE TURNS OVER- AND THEN HE SLAMS HER DOWN WITH A FIREMAN’S CARRY TAKEDOWN!
Gavin Kirkland: Clayton then rises as well, being the last standing-
Deadprez: BEFORE CYNTHIA FINALLY TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A HUGE DISCUS LARIAAATTTT!!! CLAYTON GOES DOWN TO THE MAT ALONGSIDE CYNTHIA!
Gavin Kirkland: Oh my god, I genuinely don’t know who to root for at this point, all of these ladies… and Clayton too, I guess, have been given it their all to be able to try and achieve this victory, to be able to call themselves the next New Breed Champion!
Deadprez: You are right on that at least, Gavin! These four have given their best to succeed, yet who will be our winner?
Gavin Kirkland: We are back into it, baby! The four of them are now starting to stir up here! Brianna is the first one to get up, alongside Grace as well. The two of them turn towards one another, Brianna ready to go for a-!
Deadprez: Grace falls to the ropes right behind her just before she can counterattack!
Gavin Kirkland: AND CLAYTON SUDDENLY POPS UP AT THAT POINT! HE IS ABLE TO HIT A HUGE SHOTGUN DROPKICK TOWARDS BRIANNA! HE SENDS HER DOWN TO THE MAT! BUT HERE COMES GRACE FROM BEHIND AND THEN ROLLS CLAYTON UP! SHE KEEPS HIS SHOULDERS DOWN!
Referee: ONEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOO!!
Referee: T-
Sienna Swann: AS THEN CYNTHIA THEN SNATCHES HER BY HER WAIST! CYNTHIA LIFTS HER UP! TRYING TO GO FOR A BACK SUPLEX!
Gavin Kirkland: Grace though struggles in her grasp, she is trying to prevent Cynthia from slamming her onto the mat again- AS SHE STABS HER NAILS RIGHT INTO HER FACE! Cynthia lets go in pain and Grace lands onto the mat! Her grin comes back and then she hooks her arms right around Cynthia’s!
Deadprez: GRACE WANTS TO GO FOR “I’M PRETTIEST”!!!!
Sienna Swann: CYNTHIA IS ABLE TO BREAK FREE! SHE PUSHES CYNTHIA AWAY FROM HER!
Deadprez: AS BRIANNA IS ABLE TO HIT GRACE DOWN WITH “BREAKTHROUGH”!!! THE RUNNING ENZUIGIRI LANDS RIGHT ACROSS HER FACE AND GRACE GOES DOWN LIKE A SACK OF POTATOS! Once more Clayton tries to take advantage of the situation, trying to grab Brianna and then hit her down with a Scoop Slam!
Gavin Kirkland: NO! Brianna with an elbow to the top of Clayton’s head! Clayton lets go at that moment and now Brianna is able to grab him by the waist, LIFTS UP! BRIANNA GETS CLAYTON DOWN ONTO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING WITH A BODY SLAM!
Sienna Swann: CYNTHIA ADDS HERSELF INTO THE FIGHT! SHE GOES FOR A ROUNDHOUSE!
Deadprez: Brianna ducks under the Roundhouse, she tries to grab Cynthia by the waist- Cynthia grabs her legs, snatches it, trips her up, turns her over- TRIES TO TRANSITION INTO AN ANKLE LOCK!
Gavin Kirkland: Brianna pulls her body forward to go and escape out of the Ankle Lock! She pulls herself and then forces Cynthia to stumble forward towards the ropes! Cynthia lands hard against them as Brianna is able to bounce off the other side of the ring! Brianna runs!
Deadprez: BUT CYNTHIA IS ABLE TO SIDE STEP AND THEN SNATCH HER WAIST! SHE WANTS TO GO FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX! Brianna runs forward again and then goes to the ropes, Cynthia tries to transition into an O’Connor Roll!
Sienna Swann: Brianna grabs onto the ropes and Cynthia is forced to roll backwards alone! Cynthia-
Gavin Kirkland: CLAYTON WITH A SUDDEN JAB TO THE SIDE OF CYNTHIA’S HEAD! CYNTHIA STUMBLES IN HER FEET! Brianna tries to follow through!
Sienna Swann: WITH CLAYTON AT THE LAST SECOND RISING HIS KNEE AND HITTING A KNEE LIFT RIGHT ACROSS THE HEAD OF BRIANNA! Clayton stands victorious!
Deadprez: WITH BRIANNA AND CYNTHIA PUSHING THROUGH THE PAIN! A DOUBLE BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE FROM THE TWO OF THEM LANDS ACROSS THE HEAD OF CLAYTON!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: CLAYTON COLLAPSES ONTO THE MAT!
Sienna Swann: CYNTHIA TRIES TO TAKE BRIANNA DOWN WITH THE “SHY FLASH”!!!
Deadprez: NO! BRIANNA JUMPS RIGHT ONTO CYNTHIA!!! SHE TRIES TO LOCK IN “SANGUINE PARADISE”!!!! SHE TRIES TO LOCK IN THE OCTOPUS STRETCH!
Gavin Kirkland: GRACE OUT OF NOWHERE WITH THE “BITTERSWEET CHIN MUSIC”!!!!
Deadprez: THE SUPERKICK LANDS RIGHT AGAINST THE JAW OF BRIANNA HILL! She lets go of the Octopus Stretch and falls backwards!
Gavin Kirkland: RIGHT THROUGH THE ROPES! OH NO! GRACE IS NOT FAST ENOUGH TO GRAB ONTO HER! HER OPPORTUNITY TO SNATCH THE OPPORTUNITY FOR HERSELF WAS TAKEN AWAY JUST LIKE THAT!
Deadprez: CYNTHIA THEN GOES FROM BEHIND AND TRIES TO SNATCH HER INSTEAD BY THE WAIST, CYNTHIA WANTS TO GO FOR THE GERMAN SUPLEX!
Sienna Swann: GRACE IN A PANIC SNAPS HER HEAD TO THE SIDE- AND SHE BITES HARD ONTO THE SHOULDER OF CYNTHIA! All to prevent her from hitting her down with that German Suplex!
Gavin Kirkland: Grace knows how dangerous it is to get hit with a Suplex of Cynthia! She is doing everything possible to not get hit with that! She tries to hook her arms! GRACE REALLY WANTS TO END THIS ALREADY! “I’M PRETTIEST”!!!!
Sienna Swann: NO! WHAT! CYNTHIA DUCKS HER HEAD AND SUDDENLY TRIES TO LIFT GRACE UP INTO THE AIR!
Deadprez: WHAT?!
Gavin Kirkland: CYNTHIA HOLDS GRACE UP IN A VERTEBREAKER POSITION! SHE WANTS TO HIT HER DOWN WITH A VERTEBREAKER!!!!!
Deadprez: GRACE STRUGGLES! SHE STRUGGLES WITH HER LIFE KNOWING SHE COULD GET DROPPED ON HER HEAD! She escapes the grasp of Cynthia! She lands on her feet and stands behind her!
Sienna Swann: SHE GRABS HER BY HER ARM! SHE SLOWLY SPINS HER OUT! SHE WANTS TO GO FOR A RIPCORD SLAP!
Gavin Kirkland: WITH CYNTHIA SLAPPING GRACE RIGHT ACROSS HER FACE!!!! THAT SLAP WAS HEARD ACROSS THE WHOLE ARENA!
Deadprez: GRACE WOBBLES! CYNTHIA PULLS HER IN HERE AND THEN TRIES TO LIFT HER UP! SHE WANTS TO GO FOR THE ANGLE SLAM!
Sienna Swann: NO! GRACE REVERSES AND ESCAPES OUT OF CYNTHIA’S GRASP! SLIDING DOWN HER BACK- AND THEN HITTING HER DOWN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING WITH A SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB! The force of the Sunset Flip sends Cynthia back! Grace rises with a gigantic grin on her face, she runs the ropes, trying to gather momentum!
Deadprez: AS CYNTHIA POPS UP OUT OF NOWHERE! SHE HITS A HUGE LARIAT THAT TURNS GRACE INSIDE OUT!!!!
Sienna Swann: CYNTHIA RISES! SHE PULLS GRACE UP! “FALLING-“
Deadprez: NO! A POKE TO THE EYES FROM GRACE! GRACE GRABS HER ARMS AND THEN SPINS HER OUT! “I’M PRETTIEST”!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: AS CYNTHIA LIFTS HER UP WITH A BURST OF POWER!
Deadprez: ”FALLING COURAGE”!!!!!!!!
Sienna Swann: CYNTHIA GETS ALL OF IT! SHE SLAMS GRACE DOWN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING HEAD FIRST!!! SHE RUSHES FOR THE PIN!!!
Gavin Kirkland: NOOOOOOO!!!
Deadprez: CLAYTON GRABS CYNTHIA AND THEN THROWS HER THROUGH THE ROPES AND OUT OF THE RING! NO WAY!
Sienna Swann: CLAYTON DROPS DOWN INSTEAD ONTO GRACE, COVERING HER!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Gina Romano: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, AND STIIIIIILLLLL EAW NEW BREED CHAMPIOOOONNN, CLAYTOOOOONNNN GOLDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(The crowd at that moment grew incredibly insulted and furious at what just happened. “Betty (Get Money)!” by Yung Gravy plays on the speakers, a shit eating grin appears on the face of Clayton as he pulls away and he raises his arm in victory, with the crowd around him booing incredibly loudly.)
Deadprez: Clayton Golde was able to sneak in and steal the match from Cynthia Valice! She could have become the New Breed Champion but Claytoin GOlde will continue with his title into Pain For Pride! What a season for him so far!
Gavin Kirkland: I feel sorry for Cynthia, this was her time it felt like Brianna was obviously the favorite but she was taken out right before dealing the final blow. But Clayton Golde will walk into Pain For Pride as the New Breed Champion.
(Clayton Golde quickly gets the title and rolls out of the ring. He starts backing away as Cynthia Valice gets back in the ring looking on in shock as she felt like this was hers. Grace De Lucas is still on the mat, slowly stirring while Cynthia looks on. Clayton points and laughs as he taps the title and makes his way to the back.)
Sienna Swann: Such a shame, sweetie, Cynthia really showed her potential here tonight and we are looking at a future star, she has the looks and the talent, just needs to put everything together.
(Brianna Hill is back up on the outside and just shakes her head looking into the ring at what happens when the crowd starts to erupt.)
Sienna Swann: Clayton Golde survives and there are some disappointed Elitists in the…. Wait a second…. LOOK!
(Cynthia is still staring at Clayton Golde and doesn’t realize what is going as suddenly…..)
CLANG
Deadprez: THAT MASKED PERSON WE HAVE BEEN SEEING FOR WEEKS JUST GRABBED BRIANNA HILL AND THREW HER HEAD FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS! SHE HAS BEEN BUSTED OPEN AND NOW THE MASKED PERSON SLIDES INTO THE RING AS CYNTHIA TURNS AROUND –
Gavin Kirkland: WHAT A UNIQUE MOVE! A ONE LEGGED DROPKICK RIGHT INTO THE HEAD OF CYNTHIA! SHE IS DOWN AND THE MASKED PERSON PICKS UP CYNTHIA VALICE BY THE HAIR AND SCOOPS HER UP!
Sienna Swann: SPINNING TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER! CYNTHIA VALICE IS OUT! SHE DIDN’T EVEN SEE IT COMING!
(Clayton Golde shrugs his shoulders and heads to the back while Brianna is on the ground bleeding from her head and barely conscious. Grace De Luca is still recovering from the finish as the masked person tilts their head and stands over the unconscious Cynthia.)
Deadprez: WE HAVE BEEN SEEING THIS MASKED PERSON FOR WEEKS AND THEY HAVE MADE THEIR PRESENCE AGAIN! THEY… WAIT A SECOND! THE MASKED PERSON IS DROPPING TO THEIR KNEES, STRADDLING CYNTHIA! THEY ARE SLOWLY TAKING THE MASK OFF!
(The masked person slowly starts taking the mask off, suddenly silver long hair drops down from under the mask as they finally pull it right off.)
Deadprez: You…,. YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!?
Sienna Swann: Oh… my … God.
Gavin Kirkland: :damn:
(The crowd is stunned and then they start to roar with boos and some surprising cheers.)
Gavin Kirkland: IT’S…. IT’S…..
Deadprez: IT IS AMBERLYN VLADISLAV! THE WOMAN KNOWN AS CIRCE! MINERVA’S BABY SISTER! WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING IN EAW!?
Gavin Kirkland: I AM IN LOVE!
Sienna Swann: THE VERY DANGEROUS CIRCE VLADISLAV! “THE PRETTY LITTLE DEVIL” IS HERE IN THE EAW, SWEETIE!
(The crowd is going wild as she stares down at the unconscious Cynthia, leaning in and grinning before licking the side of her face. Circe then starts to giggle.)
Gavin Kirkland: I LOVE HER ALREADY!
(“Pins & Needles” by The Birthday Massacre starts to play throughout the arena as Circe continues to straddle Cynthia before she finally stands up. Her silver hair with black streaks hangs down as she looks out into the crowd and starts laughing.)
Sienna Swann: What does this mean for Showdown!? Did her sister –
(The camera shifts backstage to the ToXXXin dressing room where Minerva is watching on the monitor with a huge smile on her face while Daniella Atlas and Selina Reyes who both went through hell earlier and banged up stand by her. They both look on and smile as well as Minerva just twirls her rose.)
Deadprez: I guess that answers that. All I know about this young woman is she’s all kinds of crazy so who knows what she has with Cynthia or even Grace for that matter, but we will find out! Here comes some medical personnel and officials to help out with the carnage here!
(Grace De Luca is out of the ring now with a smirk on her face as she waits for Circe as they both start making their way up the ramp watching what The Pretty Little Devil left behind. The camera fades to the cackling of Circe into a commercial.)
(A Commercial Plays for a Play Date with Hans Grayson, he shows all the kids how to psyche out your opponents and pretend to cash in your contract without actually cashing it in and it being effective for the 597th time this season.)
(The graphic for the next match appears.)
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(After the match graphic flashes on the screen, Bella Braxton looks into the camera and smiles.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A FATAL FOUR WAY CASH IN THE VAULT QUALIFYING MATCH SCHEDULED FOR ONE-FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘God Shattering Star’ by Takashi Baba begins to play as the fans here in Dublin start going crazy as out comes ARIA!! ARIA emerges from the stage looking ready for the opportunity that’s on display on tonight, looking around the stadium here in Dublin before marching her way down to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: AND INTRODUCING FIRST… RESIDING IN PHOENIX, ARIZONA…. WEIGHING AT 130 POUNDS….. ARIA!!!!
Rich Russillo: ARIA is out first for this match and with an opportunity like, everyone here is going to make sure they walk out of this one as the winner and that includes ARIA here tonight. Of course her and Candice are teammates but only one of them could win this match and qualify for the Cash in the Vault ladder match.
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah broski!! ARIA has had some up and downs this past season but tonight could be a chance to qualify and walk out of Pain for Pride as the holder of the Cash in the Vault
Persephone: Thanks for stating the obvious Thadd, glad we needed that insight.
( ARIA enters the ring, as she poses for the crowd here tonight before going to her corner and her music fades out. ‘Dynasty’ by Rina Sawayama begins to play as Candice Blair who gets quite a positive reaction from the crowd here in Dublin! Candice looks ready and focused as she makes her way down to the ring. )
Bella Braxton: NEXT… RESIDING IN MALIBU, CALIFORNIA… WEIGHING AT 130 POUNDS…. SHE IS THE PRINCESS OF ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING… CANDICE BLAIR!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Candice is out next and like we mentioned her and ARIA while teammates are going to be fighting for the same opportunity and that one could spell trouble for them. They both know only one of them could win this match and get the opportunity to compete in the Cash in the Vault ladder match, so tension may rise if one of them wins this match while the other doesn’t.
Thadd Blazevich: I could see that but maybe not, maybe the two broskis will be supportive of one another, I mean they hadn’t let being paired in different in the Tag Team Turmoil tournament let that get in the way… we’ll see what happens dude.
Persephone: No one cares, just let them fight and kill each other.
(Candice rolls inside the ring as she poses with the fans as she cheers more from the crowd. She hugs ARIA in her corner and heads towards her own as her music begins to fade off. Soon enough ‘Kendrick, Clae & Cole’ by Marqus Clae begins to play as out comes NICK!!! He mixed/positive reception from the crowd tonight as NICK means all business and walks down to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: NEXT… FROM DETROIT, MICHIGAN…. WEIGHING AT 215 POUNDS… HE IS “EL CASTIGADOR”…. NICK!!!
Rich Russillo: If anyone is a wildcard in this match it should be NICK! He made his debut earlier this season and has had some notable ups and downs so far but this could be the chance for him to emerge into the Cash in the Vault and perhaps hold that briefcase that many great elitists have held in the past!!
Thadd Blazevich: For sure Rich! NICK has all the tools and tonight could be the start of something special for him!!
(NICK enters the ring with his focusiness on display as he goes to his corner and waits as his music fades out. Soon enough, ‘Until It Sleeps’ by Metallica begins to play as the crowd in Dublin begin to boo heavily!! Damon Lazarus emerges as the fans are not fond of him but he doesn’t seem to care all too much. He slowly makes his way to the ring, with a fierce look on his face.)
Bella Braxton: AND FINALLY… FROM KNOXVILLE, TENNESSEE… WEIGHING AT 285 POUNDS… HE IS THE OUROBOROS…. DAMON LAZARUS!!!!
Rich Russillo: Damon himself is a very dangerous individual and he made it known weeks ago to the other competitors in this match what he’s willing to do to win. Damon made his debut in EAW this season and made quite an impression on everyone here! He is serpent, slithering his way into possibly competing for the Cash in the Vault.
Thadd Blazevich: Damon is a sick twisted dude bro but he could win this match but everyone else in this match can say the same thing,
Persephone: Yeah you idiot that’s how it works, everyone wants to win.
(Damon climbs up the ring steps and enters in between the ropes! He goes to his corner as his music begins to fade out. The referee sees all competitors are in the ring and signals to ring the bell! )
( DING! DING! DING! )
Rich Russillo: The bell rings for this match and–
Thadd Blazevich: WOAH DUDE! RIGHT AWAY CANDICE BRO GOES STRAIGHT AFTER DAMON LAZARUS!!! SHE IS NAILING SOME PUNCHES VICIOUS PUNCHES TOWARDS DAMON!!! Damon pushes Candice off him as he’s trying to recooper–
Persephone: NOW ARIA IS ATTACKING DAMON! Those two were not big fans of what Damon did to Candice. If we were lucky Damon would’ve broken Candice’s neck with that Punt kick, but now ARIA is laying some forearm shots in on Damon!
Rich Russillo: BUT NICK GRABS ARIA FROM BEHIND AND DELIVERS A DRAGON SUPLEX! ARIA IS TAKEN DOWN, AND CANDICE TRIES TO GET BACK TO DAMON BEFORE HE HAS ANY TIME TO RECOVER-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DAMON CATCHES CANDICE, AND HE JUST THROWS HER OVER THE TOP ROPE! CANDICE TUMBLES OUT TO THE RINGSIDE, AND BRO, DAMON IS RUTHLESS! Damon casually follows behind, just stalking Candice like the menace he is! He drags Candice up, AND HE GOES FOR A BACK SUPLEX ONTO THE APRON!!! DAMON NOW GRABS A HOLD OF CANDICE AND SENDS HER RIGHT INTO THE STEEL STEPS!!
Persephone: We see NICK in a mounted position, delivering some punches and elbows to an already taken down ARIA. Trying to wear her down or something. I guess that’s what he learned from the streets of Detroit.
Rich Russillo: I suppose you could say that Persephone as now Damon enters back into the ring and grabs a hold of NICK! He roughly drags him off of ARIA and into a headlock, taking things slow from how the match first began when Candice went straight after him! He’s seeing the lay of the land as the crowd here in Dublin, Ireland is booing Damon!!
Thadd Blazevich: I don’t think Damon bro cares all too much as he tries to transition into another hold- BUT NICK SLIPS OUT OF DAMON’S GRASP, GIVING HIM ENOUGH OF AN OPENING TO HIT A QUICK JAB! It connects and NICK gets bro in the clinch, nailing some knee strikes, trying to take Damon bro down!! He has him in position for a suplex and–
Persephone: As literally anyone would expect, Damon overpowers NICK! Don’t know what NICK was thinking as Damon delivers a suplex of his own, dropping NICK onto the mat. Damon quickly follows up with an arm wrench, looking to wear down NICK even further as the crowd continue to boo Damon and his “methodical”, boring approach!
Rich Russillo: BUT LOOK! ARIA comes back up and delivers a basement dropkick to Damon!!! ARIA GETS BACK UP, AND SHE DELIVERS A KNEE DROP TO THE MIDSECTION! DAMON SITS UP IN PAIN AS CANDICE SLIDES INTO THE RING, AND SHE NAILS A DROPKICK TO DAMON’S FACE! Both Candice and ARIA are working together now as they both bring Damon to his feet and turn him around, BEFORE LIFTING HIM UP!
Thadd Blazevich: THEY BOTH DELIVER A DOUBLE BACK SUPLEX TO DAMON, LIFTING HIM IN THE AIR AND SLAMMING HIM TO THE MAT!! Both ladies had to find the strength to do that towards Damon and–
CRACK!
Persephone: HA HA HA! NICK is back in the ring AND HE’S GOT A STEEL CHAIR WITH HIM AS HE BASHED IT OVER ARIA’S BACK!! ARIA GOES DOWN AS NICK DELIVERS A SHOT TO CANDICE RIGHT IN HER STOMACH!!!
Rich Russillo: NICK places the chair right in the middle of the ring as he brings Candice in position and— LANDS A T-BONE SUPLEX RIGHT ON THE CHAIR!! HE GOES FOR A PIN AS THIS IS THE FIRST PINFALL OF THE MATCH!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE GETS THE SHOULDERS UP, BRO!!! NICK doesn’t waste any time as he goes right into some anvil elbows!!! One after another, he lands those anvil elbows towards Candice and brings back up to her feet!
Persephone: BUT LOOK! ARIA is back and she goes for a roll-up pin on NICK! The referee makes the cover as ARIA could steal it here!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Rich Russillo: NICK GETS THE SHOULDERS UP!!! HE COMES RIGHT BACK AND– ARIA DELIVERS A SUPERKICK!! IT STUNS NICK MOMENTARILY AS HE TURNS AROUND– IS MET WITH A CHOP FROM CANDICE RIGHT TO HIS CHEST!!!
Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE SWEEPS FOR THE LEG WHILST ARIA GOES SPINNING HEEL KICK AS THEY BOTH OF THEM TAKE NICK BRO DOWN!!! What an amazing tag team maneuver in this match broskis!!
Persephone: But it’s not a tag team match you clowns and I think ARIA and Candice are realizing that. They’re staring at each other after taking NICK down… And-
Rich Russillo: FROM BEHIND, IT’S DAMON LAZARUS!!! HE SHOVES ARIA INTO CANDICE!!! THE BACK OF CANDICE’S HEAD HIT THE TURNBUCKLE BEHIND HER AS DAMON GRABS A HOLD OF ARIA AND SENDS HER TO THE OUTSIDE THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE!!
Thadd Blazevich: DAMON BRO NOW EXITS THE RING AS HE GRABS A HOLD OF ARIA AND– AND DELIVERS A BACK BODY DROP RIGHT ON THE HOOD OF THE ANNOUNCERS TABLE!!! ARIA IS ACHING IN PAIN AS NOW DAMON TRANSITIONS RIGHT INTO A VERTICAL SUPLEX TO ARIA ON THE OUTSIDE! DAMON BRO GOT A NASTY LOOK ON HIS FACE AS HE GETS ON TOP OF ARIA AND– IS DELIVERING ONE NASTY PUNCH AFTER ANOTHER!!!
Persephone: DAMON NOW IS BACK IN HIS FEET AS HE GOES UNDERNEATH THE APRON LOOKING FOR SOMETHING. WHAT COULD THIS FREAK ASS DUDE BE LOOKING FOR???
Thadd Blazevich: What the hell broski?? A SCREWDRIVER???? How did bro even find that under the ring?
Persephone: Are you surprised? We see all sorts of shit under the ring, this is nothing new.
Rich Russillo: Damon now has the screwdriver in his hand as he may be looking to inflict some damage towards ARIA! Candice is hurting, and ARIA is in a bad spot right now!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT BRO, NICK IS BACK UP, AND HE JUST CAME CHARGING IN WITH A LARIAT TO DAMON! DAMON DROPS THE SCREWDRIVER BUT IS STILL ON HIS FEET!! NICK DELIVERS JABS AND PUNCHES TOWARDS DAMON WHO WAS CAUGHT OFF GUARD, BUT DAMON FIGHTS BACK BROSKI!!
Persephone: ARIA slowly starts getting back up as Damon starts getting the upper hand over NICK, AND ARIA HITS DAMON WITH A JUMPING FOREARM TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! THAT CAUGHT DAMON OFF GUARD AND NOW NICK STARTS GETTING THE UPPER HAND! ARIA CATCHES NICK WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP, AND NOW ALL THREE OF THESE IDIOTS ARE GOING AT IT AS ARIA GOES AFTER DAMON WITH A FOREARM!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT WAIT, LOOK BRO!!
Rich Russillo: CANDICE DELIVERS A TOP ROPE CROSSBODY AND TAKES OUT EVERYONE IN THE MATCH!!!! THEY ALL GET TAKEN DOWN AS CANDICE LOOKS ECSTATIC AND AMPED AS SHE COULD BE!!! SHE GRABS A HOLD OF NICK AND SENDS HIM RIGHT INTO THE RING!!!
Thadd Blazevich: NICK BRO LOOKS STUNNED AS WHILE HE IS ON HIS FEET– HE GETS NAILED WITH A SHOTGUN DROPKICK FROM CANDICE BRO!!! NICK hits the turnbuckles before stumbling out of the corner- BUT CANDICE GRABS ONTO BRO’S ARM, AND I THINK SHE’S GOT SOMETHING NASTY PLANNED! SHE’S HOLDING ONTO HIS RIGHT HAND, AND JUST SNAPS HIS FINGERS, USING SOME GNARLY JOINT MANIPULATION TO WEAR HIM DOWN!
Persephone: I’m not exactly surprised NICK is getting folded like a pretzel by Candice, he can’t do anything right.
Rich Russillo: Candice transitions towards the legs now, looking to crank and wear that down too– BUT WAIT, DAMON IS BACK IN THE RING AS HE JUST STOMPS RIGHT ON CANDICE’S HEAD!!! DAMON NOW GRABS A HOLD OF NICK AND– DELIVERS A STANDING DDT!! IT TAKES NICK DOWN, AND LOOK WHAT DAMON HAS! It’s that screwdriver! He must have picked it up after Candice did that crossbody to everyone on the outside. Damon turns around and stalks Candice, who unfortunately for her, is starting to get right up.
Thadd Blazevich: This doesn’t look good bro! DAMON LUNGES AT CANDICE WITH THAT SCREWDRIVER!! HE’S TRYING TO DRILL THAT SCREWDRIVER RIGHT IN CANDICE’S SKULL!!! CANDICE IS DOING HER BEST TO FIGHT DAMON OFF AND–
Persephone: DAMON OVERPOWERS HER AND FORCES THAT SCREWDRIVER RIGHT INTO HER HEAD!!!
( STAB! STAB! STAB! )
Rich Russillo: MULTIPLE SCREWDRIVER STABS TO THE SKULL OF CANDICE BLAIR AS BLOOD IS NOW POURING OUT OF CANDICE’S HEAD!!! Damon has a sick sadistic look on his face as the crowd here in Dublin are showing off their disdain for Damon in this match! Damon now grabs a hold of Candice and– NOW HAS HER IN A REAR NAKED CHOKE!! THIS DOESN’T SOUND GOOD FOR CANDICE WITH THE BLOOD POURING OUT SHE MAY PASS OUT HERE!!
Thadd Blazevich: DAMON IS OUT FOR BLOOD AS HAS THIS REAR NAKED CHOKE LOCKED IN ON CANDICE BLAIR!!!
( SMASH! )
Persephone: THE HELL??
Rich Russillo: ARIA JUST CAME RIGHT IN WITH A LIGHT TUBE AND SMACKED IT OVER DAMON’S HEAD!!! DAMON WINCES IN THE PAIN HE JUST ENDURED FROM THAT LIGHT TUBE AS– ARIA LANDS A BACKSTABBER TO DAMON LAZAROUS!! DAMON IMMEDIATELY ROLLS OUT TO THE OUTSIDE STILL WINCING FROM THE PAIN OF THAT BACKSTABBER!
Thadd Blazevich: Damon bro doesn’t look too happy taking that backstabber from ARIA as she’s running from the ropes and back– AND DELIVERS A SUICIDE DIVE TO DAMON LAZARUS!! DAMON IS SENT RIGHT INTO THE BARRICADE BUT BRO IS STILL ON HIS FEET BUT ARIA RUSHES BACK INTO THE RING AND RUNS TOWARDS THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE RING AND BACK– AND DELIVERS A TOPE CON HILO! THE HEAVY MOMENTUM CAUSES DAMON TO GO DOWN AS ARIA FEELS IT AS THE CROWD HERE IN DUBLIN ARE GOING WILD!!!
Persephone: A bunch of smelly marks, I tell ya.
Rich Russillo: Still a great number of fans here tonight Persephone as ARIA rolls back into the ring and– is met with NICK who goes right for an open-hand palm strike right on ARIA’s chest! ARIA feels that one as she answers right back with a Spinning Heel Kick!! BUT NICK CATCHES THAT LEG AND GOES FOR A SINGLE LEG TAKEDOWN!!!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA bro is now down to the ground and– NICK LIFTS HER UP WITH HIS STRENGTH AND DELIVERS A DEADLIFT GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB! NICK GOES FOR THE COVER ON ARIA!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Persephone: not even close pal.
Rich Russillo: Despite that impressive maneuver, ARIA still manages to get her shoulders up and continue fighting in this match!! NICK brings ARIA back to her feet and– DELIVERS A OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!! NICK is showcasing what he can do in this match as he looks to go another move to ARIA–
Thadd Blazveich: BUT IS MET WITH A YAZUKA KICK FROM CANDICE!! IT CATCHES NICK OFF GUARD AS CANDICE BRINGS NICK OVER TO A CORNER– AND STARTS NAILING THOSE MACHINE GUN CHOPS TO HIS CHEST!!! WITH THE BLOOD ALL OVER CANDICE’S FACE SHE IS MORE CHARGED UP WITH THOSE CHOPS THEN BEFORE!!!
Persephone: NICK is feeling those chops like crazy, Candice somehow went berserk there… we sure that wasn’t a clone of Candice Blair or something?
Rich Russillo: NICK is right back in the middle in the ring, having endured those chops as ARIA is back on her as she and Candice go towards NICK and– DELIVER A DOUBLE RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP!! NICK goes right down and once again… It’s just ARIA and Candice alone with one another, for a chance to advance to Cash in the Vault match at Pain for Pride!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA and Candice bro are looking at each other and the crowd as now both of them are alone with each other… it’s time these two broskis collide!!
Persephone: About damn time.
Rich Russillo: Candice and ARIA go right into a lock-up!! Collar and Elbow tie-up as Candice transitions it right into a headlock to ARIA and– BUT ARIA COUNTERS AND REVERSES INTO AN ARMBAR STRETCH!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT CANDICE BRO SHIFTS HER BODYWEIGHT AND NOW SHE HAS ARIA’S SHOULDERS DOWN!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Persephone: CANDICE WINS LET’S GO TO THE NEXT MATCH
Rich Russillo: Let’s not! This match isn’t over yet as ARIA kicks out, but that slight shift allows Candice to break free from that armbar hold and–
( SNAP! )
Thadd Blazevich: FROM OUT OF NOWHERE DAMON LAZARUS WITH A KENDO STICK!! HE SWINGS THAT KENDO STICK RIGHT AT THE BACK OF ARIA!!! ARIA COLLAPSES AS THE FANS BOO HERE IN DUBLIN!!! CANDICE TRIES TO SWING AT DAMON– BUT DAMON JUST BOOTS HER IN THE JAW, TURNING HER AROUND!
Rich Russillo: Candice holds her jaw as Damon approaches– AND HE IS CHOKING HER WITH THAT KENDO STICK!!! TRYING TO MAKE HER PASS OUT FROM ALL THE BLOOD SHE HAS ALREADY LOST IN THIS MATCH AS DAMON HAS THAT KENDO STICK LOCKED IN TO CANDICE’S THROAT!! CANDICE IS TRYING TO FIGHT BACK WITH ELBOWS TO DAMON’S STOMACH BUT DAMON IS EATING THOSE LIKE IT’S BREAKFAST!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HOLD ON BRO! ARIA JUST CAME RIGHT IN WITH A STEP UP ENZUIGIRI!!! IT CATCHES DAMON OFF GUARD AS HE LETS GO OF CANDICE!!! ARIA NAILS A SUPERKICK TO DAMON!!! HE’S STILL ON HIS FEET!! CANDICE THEN NAILS A SUPERKICK OF HER OWN TO DAMON!! BRO IS STILL ON HIS FEET!! CANDICE AND ARIA RUN FROM THE ROPES AND BACK–
Persephone: NOPE! THEY’RE MET WITH A DOUBLE CLOTHLINES BY DAMON HIMSELF!! HE TAKES DOWN BOTH LADIES AS HE TURNS AROUND–
Rich Russillo: BICYCLE KICK FROM NICK!!! DAMON IS STILL STANDING ON HIS FEET BUT NICK JUMPS RIGHT ONTO DAMON’S BACK AND– LOCKS IN A SLEEPER HOLD!! DAMON IS FIGHTING FOR HIS LIFE BUT NICK HAS THAT SLEEPER IN TIGHT AS DAMON DROPS TO ONE KNEE, NO LONGER STANDING UP AFTER THE NUMEROUS ATTACKS HE’S ENDURED BY THE THREE OTHER COMPTITORS IN THE MATCH!!
Thadd Blazevich: DAMON BRO’S FACE IS TURNING RED AS NICK AS THAT SLEEPER IN AND NICK TRANSITION OUT OF THAT SLEEPER AND GOES RIGHT INTO A BULLDOG CHOKE AS DAMON IS LYING DOWN IN THE RING AS NICK HAS THAT IN TIGHT!!
Persephone: BUT WAIT LOOK!
Rich Russillo: DAMON MANAGES TO POWER OUT OF THAT BULLDOG CHOKE AS HE ONCE AGAIN ROLLS OUT THE RING TO RECOVER– BUT NICK ISN’T LETTING HIM GO THAT EASY AS HE ROLLS OUT THE RING AND GOES FOR A RUNNING BACK ELBOW TO DAMON!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DAMON DODGED IT AND NICK LANDS HIS ELBOW RIGHT INTO THE RING POST!!! HE SCREAM IN PAIN AS DAMON WHO IS STILL RECOVERING FROM THAT SLEEPER AND BULLDOG CHOKE GRABS A HOLD OF HIM AND SENDS HIM RIGHT INTO THE BARRICADE SHOULDER FIRST!!
Persephone: Once again Dublin is not a fan of Big Dame— WAIT!!
( SMACK! )
Rich Russillo: ARIA AND CANDICE JUST NAILED DAMON WITH THE STEEL STEPS! DAMON GOES RIGHT BACK DOWN AS ARIA AND CANDICE ARE NOW STOMPING OUT DAMON IN THIS MATCH ON THE OUTSIDE!! THE CROWD ARE LOVING THIS!!!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA AND CANDICE BRO NOW BRING DAMON BACK TO HIS FEET AND— SEND HIM OVER THE BARRICADE!!! DAMON LANDS RIGHT ON THE CONCRETE AS ARIA AND CANDICE GIVE A NOD TO ONE ANOTHER!!
Persephone: They are always teaming, can they go back to fighting???
Thadd Blazevich: I mean they’re a team persepbro! They’re trying to neutralize Damon the best they can so they can fight it way later!
Persephone: Shut up you fucking geek!
Rich Russillo: ARIA and Candice roll back into the ring as they look around the stadium, as they are once again the only competitors in the match standing as they give each other another nod and— NOW ARE THROWING PUNCHES AT EACH OTHER! THEY WERE DOING GREAT WORK BEING ALLIES IN THIS MATCH BUT THEY BOTH KNOW ONLY ONE OF THEM CAN ADVANCE AND HEADS TOWARDS THE CASH IN THE VAULT LADDER MATCH!!!
Thadd Blazveich: RIGHT AND LEFTS BEING THROWN!! CANDICE SWINGS AT ARIA BUT ARIA BRO DODGES IT AND GOES FOR A PELE KICK!!!
Persephone: BUT CANDICE SEES THAT COMING AND GETS OUT OF THE WAY! ARIA RUSHES BACK UP- BUT CANDICE JUMPS AT ARIA WITH A HEADSCISSORS TAKEDOWN!!! AND THAT TURNS INTO A CROSSFACE SUBMISSION!!
Rich Russillo: CANDICE HAS THE CROSSFACE LOCKED IN!! SHE MIGHT MAKE ARIA TAP OUT RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT LOOK BRO ARIA SHIFTS HER BODYWEIGHT AND NOW CANDICE HAS HER SHOULDERS PINNED TO THE GROUND!! THE REFEREE MAKES THE COUNT!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Persephone: BUT CANDICE KICKS OUT OF IT!! ARIA ESCAPES THE CROSSFACE SUBMISSION!!! CANDICE GOES RUNNING FOR AN UPPERCUT TOWARDS ARIA!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT ARIA DODGES THAT AND SLIDES RIGHT INTO WITH SCHOOLBOY PIN!!! CANDICE HAS HER SHOULDERS DOWN AGAIN!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE BRO KICKS OUT AS CANDICE GOES FOR A CHOP—
Persephone: INTERCEPTION!!
Rich Russillio: ARIA BLOCKS IT AND PULLS CANDICE DOWN, BEFORE JUMPING ONTO HER BACK AND LANDING A SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB!!! ARIA IMMEDIATELY ROLLS BACKWARDS TO HER FEET BEFORE DRAGGING CANDICE UP- FOR A FALCON ARROW!!! ARIA GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Thadd Blazevich: AND CANDICE GETS THE SHOULDERS UP!!! WHAT A BACK AND FORTH THESE TWO BROSKI JUST DID RIGHT NOW!!! ARIA NOW PICKS UP CANDICE IN A FIREMAN’S CARRY POSITION AND–
Persephone: NICK COMES RIGHT IN WITH A JAB TO ARIA!!! CANDICE ESCAPES FROM THE FIREMAN’S CARRY AS NICK NAILS ANOTHER JAB TO ARIA! AND ANOTHER JAB! ANOTHER ONE!!! ARIA LOOKS STUNED!!
Rich Russillo: NICK GRABS A HOLD OF ARIA AND– DELIVERS A FISHERMAN SUPLEX!! HE GOES FOR THE COVER ON ARIA AS THE REFEREE MAKES THE COUNT!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT ARIA BRO KICKS OUT!!!! NICK ISN’T DONE YET THOUGH AS HE BRINGS ARIA BACK TO HER AND– LANDS A URANAGE ON HER!! HER BACK LANDS RIGHT ON THE CANVAS AS– CANDICE BRO FROM OUT OF NOWHERE LANDS A SHOTGUN DROPKICK TO NICK!!!
Persephone: Ugh.
Rich Russillo: NICK IS DOWN AS CANDICE GOES RIGHT AT NICK AS SHE BRINGS HIM UP AND– DELIVERS A SAITO SUPLEX!!! CANDICE GOES FOR THE COVER NOW!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Thadd Blazevich: NICK BRO KICKS OUT!!! CANDICE HOWEVER ISN’T DONE AS SHE BRINGS NICK RIGHT BACK UP AND GOES FOR ANOTHER SAITO!!!
Persephone: TOO BAD FOR CANDICE!! NICK ELBOWS HER RIGHT IN THE HEAD AS HE NOW TURNS CANDICE AROUND FOR A SWINGING NECKBREAKER!! THEY BOTH LAND ON THE GROUND AND–
Rich Russillo: ARIA JUST SPLASHED BOTH CANDICE AND NICK!!! SHE SPRINGBOARD OFF THE SECOND ROPE AND CONNECTED WITH THE MOONSAULT!!! ARIA LANDS THAT ON BOTH CANDICE AND NICK AS THE CROWD HERE IN DUBLIN ARE GOING WILD!!!!
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! 👏👏👏👏👏 THIS IS AWESOME! 👏👏👏👏👏 THIS IS AWESOME! 👏👏👏👏👏
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA bro rises up to her feet and—
( DING! )
Persephone: ???
Rich Russillo: IT’S DAMON LAZAURUS!!! HE’S EMERGED OUT FROM THE CROWD, AND HE GRABBED THE RING BELL BEFORE SMASHING IT RIGHT INTO ARIA’S FACE!!! SHE LOOKS TO BE BUSTED OPEN NOW TOO, AND JUST LOOK AT THE DAMAGE DAMON HAS DONE TO HIS OPPONENTS!!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Damon bro drops the ring bell and lifts ARIA right back up as he drags her over to the ropes and PLACES HER IN BETWEEN THEM!! I THINK WE KNOW EXACTLY WHAT HE’S GOING FOR HERE BROSKIS!!
Rich Russillo: BLACKEST EYES!!!! THE ROPE HUNG DDT CONNECTED AS DAMON GOES FOR THE COVER ON ARIA IN THIS MATCH!! WILL HE ADVANCE TO THE CASH IN THE VAULT LADDER MATCH????
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA BRO GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!!! DAMON LOOKS KIND OF ANNOYED, BUT HE ROLLS OUT OF THE RING ONCE AGAIN AS HE LOOKS UNDER THE RING! WHAT IS BROSKI LOOKING FOR!!!????
Persephone: It better be something good. You know how someone like him operates.
Rich Russillo: Damon has brought out a steel chair!!
Persephone: Not what I had in mind.
Rich Russillo: But that’s not all as he BRINGS OUT A TABLE!!!! HE SLIDES BOTH OF THOSE ITEMS IN THE RING AS– HE’S STILL NOT DONE!! HE CONTINUES LOOKING AND–
Thadd Blazevich: HE HAS A BARBED WIRE 2X4 WITH SOME NAILS POKING OUT!!!
Persephone: That’s more like it!
Rich Russillo: Damon places that on the apron in the ring as he comes right back, slithering like the serpent he is towards NICK, who is about to rise back up after that springboard moonsault connected by ARIA. Candice has rolled out to the outside of the ring, all while Damon watches NICK like a hawk! NICK gets up, AND DAMON TURNS HIM AROUND AND GOES FOR CTE!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT NICK PUSHES DAMON OFF HIM!!! DAMON TURNS OUT AND– HE’S IN THE CLINCH FROM NICK BRO!! HE NAILING SOME VICIOUS KNEE STRIKES AND SHOUDLER THRUSTS TO DAMON!! NICK HAS DAMON STUNNED AS HE RUNS FROM THE ROPES AND BACK–
Persephone: BAD IDEA!!
Rich Russillo: MELLOTRON SCRATCH!!! THE SCOOP POWERSLAM IS DELIVERED AS DAMON LOOSENS HIS SHOULDERS A LITTLE BIT AND GOES RIGHT INTO THE COVER TO NICK!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Thadd Blazevich: NICK KICKS OUT!! THAT SCOOP POWERSLAM WASN’T ENOUGH, BUT I DON’T EVEN THINK DAMON CARES THIS TIME! DAMON WASTES NO TIME BACKPEDALING INTO THE CORNER THOUGH BRO, AND SOMETHING TELLS ME THAT HE HAS SOME BAD INTENTIONS IN MIND RIGHT NOW! DAMON MEASURES NICK UP AS– HE’S GOING FOR THAT PUNT KICK!!!
Persephone: NOPE SHABANG!!
Rich Russillo: OH MY GOD, CANDICE BLAIR FROM OUT OF NOWHERE LANDS THE SPINNING WHEEL KICK!!! ONE OF HER SIGNATURES MANEUVERS!!! CANDICE GOES DOWN, BUT DAMON WAS ROCKED! THAT WAS PURELY OUT OF DESPERATION RIGHT THERE, AND-
Thadd Blazevich: PHOENIX INJECTION!!! THE HANDSPRING CUTTER CONNECTS ON DAMON LAZARUS OUTTA NOWHERE!!!! DAMON GOES DOWN, AND ARIA GOES RIGHT INTO THE COVER BROS!!!
Persephone: PIN! PIN! PIN!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Rich Russillo: DAMON GETS THE SHOULDERS UP!!! DAMON JUST KICKED OUT OF TWO SIGNATURE MOVES FROM BOTH CANDICE AND ARIA!!! WHAT WILL IT TAKE!? Candice is able to pull herself up while ARIA is in shock following that pinfall…
Thadd Blazevich: AND CANDICE DECIDES NOT TO WASTE ANY TIME, GOING AFTER ARIA WITH A METEORA!! CANDICE LANDS THE METEORA, BUT SHE DOESN’T STOP THERE! SHE DRAGS ARIA UP BEFORE RUNNING TO THE TURNBUCKLES!
Rich Russillo: STARLIGHT!!! THE TORNADO DDT CONNECTS, DROPPING ARIA RIGHT ON HER HEAD AS CANDICE GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Persephone: NOT ENOUGH! ARIA gets her shoulders up as Candice looks in frustration, knowing that wasn’t enough to take down her partner! Candice looks around and–
Rich Russillo: NICK!!! HE HAS A CHICKENWING LOCKED IN ON CANDICE!!! THAT SEVERE HOLD IS LOCKED IN TIGHT AS NICK DRAGS CANDICE TOWARDS THE MIDDLE OF THE RING AND GOES FOR THREE THE HARD WAY!!!
Thadd Blazevich: THREE VARIATION SUPLEXES BY NICK THERE AS HE BRIDGES THAT THIRD ONE WITH A PINFALL COMBINATION!!! CANDICE’S SHOULDERS ARE ON THE GROUND AS THE REFEREE MAKES THE COUNT!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Persephone: CANDICE KICKS OUT!! GUESS THREE WASN’T THE HARD WAY AS THIS MATCH CONTINUES ON!!
Rich Russillo: Indeed as NICK rushes towards the Barbed Wire 2×4!!! He grabs a hold of it looking to nail Candice with that object and–
Persephone: WATCH OUT!!
Thadd Blazevich: DAMON BRO JUST LANDED A LOU THESZ PRESS TO NICK!!!
Persephone: That is a scary dude to be jumping on you like that.
Rich Russillo: I agree with you on that as DAMON NOW DELIVERS SOME MORE PUNCHES TO NICK AS HE BRINGS HIM RIGHT BACK UP– AND DELIVERS WITH A SPINNING SIDE SLAM!! NOW DAMON GRABS A HOLD OF THAT 2X4–
Thadd Blazevich: AND SWINGS IT RIGHT ACROSS NICK’S BACK! THAT BARBED WIRE 2X4 SCRATCHING THE SKIN DEEPLY AS NICK SCREAM IN PAIN!!! BLOOD IS NOW POURING OUT FROM HIS BACK AS DAMON DROPS THAT 2X4 AND–
Rich Russillo: HE CONNECTS WITH THE DAMNATION!!! THE INVERTED HEADLOCK NECKBREAKER!!! NICK IS EVEN MORE AGONY AS DAMON GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA BREAKS UP THE PINFALL!
Persephone: ARIA TRIES TO DRAG DAMON INTO A GUILLOTINE CHOKE AFTER THIS, BUT DAMON POWERS OUT OF IT BY FORCING ARIA OFF OF HIM AND ONTO THE MAT! ARIA ROLLS BACK AS DAMON GOES TOWARDS HER!!!
(BANG!)
Rich Russillo: CANDICE JUST HIT A HUGE CHAIR SHOT TO DAMON RIGHT IN HIS HEAD!!! THE CROWD GOES WILD AS DAMON DROPS DOWN TO BOTH OF HIS KNEES AS NOW BLOOD IS POURING OUT OF HIS HEAD!!!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA BRO NOW HAS A HOLD OF DAMON, AND CANDICE IS THERE AS SHE HELPS ARIA LIFT DAMON OFF THE GROUND! ARIA DELIVERS AN ASSISTED PHOENIX DRIVER! I DON’T THINK SHE WOULDA BEEN ABLE TO HIT THAT WITHOUT CANDICE’S HELP, BRO! DAMON’S HEAD GOES RIGHT INTO THE GROUND AS HE IMMEDIATELY CLUTCHES IT!!!
Persephone: HA! Get fucked, creep.
Rich Russillo: ARIA does not go for the pinfall as she knows Candice will break it up, so now the two partners go at it!! ARIA GOES FOR A RIGHT HAND CHOP!!! BUT CANDICE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY, BEFORE GOING FOR A HEATBUTT WHICH CONNECTS!!! ARIA LOOKS STUNNED AS CANDICE GOES FOR HALF AND HALF SUPLEX AND–
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA COUNTERS THAT ATTEMPT WITH A STANDING SWITCH, BEFORE LIFTING CANDICE FOR A BLUE THUNDER BOMB!! CANDICE BRO GOES DOWN AS ARIA LIFTS CANDICE UP AGAIN AND GOES FOR “TRUE TO THE NAME”, THE FISHERMAN BUSTER!!
Persephone: BUT CANDICE FREES THE LEGS, ALLOWING HER TO ESCAPE THE MOVE BEFORE HITTING THE ROPES!!! ARIA BACKPEDALS INTO THE ROPES BEFORE REBOUNDING OFF-
Rich Russillo: AND DELIVERS THE J4A!!! JUSTICE FOR ALL RUNNING KNEE DELIVERS AS ARIA HOOKS THE LEG ON HER PARTNER THIS BE HIT FOR ARIA!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Referee: ……….
Thadd Blazevich: NICK BRO BREAKS THE COVER UP!!! ARIA MAY HAVE HAD THIS MATCH WON IF IT WASN’T FOR NICK!!! NICK DRAGS ARIA FROM CANDICE AND– HAS A STF LOCKED IN ON ARIA!!! TRYING TO MAKE HER EVEN MORE WEAKEND!!!
Persephone: BUT ARIA FIGHTS BACK AS SHE ROLLS OVER NICK BEFORE ROLLING BACKWARDS ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! ARIA HAS THE PIN, COULD THIS BE IT????
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Referee: ……….
Rich Russillo: NICK KICKS OUT AS ARIA GETS RIGHT BACK UP AND– NICK LANDS A SPINNING BACK ELBOW!!! ARIA IS STUNNED AS NICK LIFTS ARIA UP AND DELIVERS BITCH MADE!!! THE DEATH VALLEY DRIVER CONNECTS AS HE GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Referee: ……….
Thadd Blazevich: DAMON BRO KICKS NICK RIGHT IN THE BACK AS HE BREAKS UP THE COVER!!! DAMON GRABS A HOLD OF THE TABLE- AND SLAMS IT INTO NICK’S MIDSECTION!!!
Rich Russillo: DAMON SETS THE TABLE UP AS HE HAS NICK UP FOR POSITION ON THAT TABLE AND— NICK GETS OUT OF IT!!! HE DELIVERS AN UPPERCUT TO DAMON AS NICK TRIES TO LIFT DAMON UP
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DAMON OVERPOWERS NICK, KEEPING HIS WEIGHT DOWN AND JUST DROPPING AN ELBOW ONTO HIS HEAD!! DAMON THEN LIFTS UP NICK WITH HIS SHOULDERS, AND SENDS HIM CRASHING DOWN INTO THAT TABLE!!!!
Persephone: OR SO WE THOUGHT!! THE ELECTRIC CHAIR DROP DID NOT CONNECT! NICK SLIPS OUT OF DAMON’S GRASP, AND HE GOES FOR A CHOP BLOCK AND TAKES DAMON DOWN TO ONE KNEE!!!
(NICK gets an idea after this, taking the table before beginning to prop it up against the middle rope, creating a slope. As he turns around, however…)
Persephone: WHAT THE FUCK!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HOLY COW DUDE!!!!
Rich Russillo: CANDICE HAS RECOVERED, AND SHE JUST STEPPED OFF DAMON’S BACK AND JUMPED RIGHT INTO A CASTLES CRUMBLING TO NICK THROUGH THAT LEANED OVER TABLE!!! THE CROWD HERE IS GOING CRAZY!!!!!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Thadd Blazevich: NOW CANDICE BRO GOES FOR THE COVER NOW!!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Referee: ……….
Rich Russillo: IN ABSENTIAAAA!!! THE PUNT KICK TO CANDICE BLAIR!!!! THAT SAME PUNT KICK WAS DELIVERED TO CANDICE WEEKS AGO ON VOLTAGE AND DAMON DOES IT AGAIN HERE AS HE GOES FOR THE COVER NOW!!!
Thadd Blazevich: IS THIS IT BROSKIS????
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Referee: ……….
Persephone: ARIA BREAKS UP THE COVER JUST IN TIME!!!! THIS WILD MATCH CONTINUES!!!
Rich Russillo: THE FANS ARE ON THEIR FEET FOR THIS MATCH, HIGH INTENSITY, HIGH STAKES!! IF YOU DONT LIKE THIS, YOU DONT LIKE WRESTLING!!!!
(All four competitors are laid out in the ring as all of them have shown in this match, as each tried all they could to secure their place into this year’s Cash in the Vault and still… This match continues on. ARIA is the first to get up, followed by NICK, then Candice and Damon soon after. All four fatigued and battered but are doing it all to advance with the golden opportunity at their disposal.)
Thadd Blazevich: All four of these people have recovered now as ARIA and Candice share a look with one another and— DELIVER A CHOP TO BOTH NICK AND DAMON!!! DAMON GIVES A PUNCH RIGHT BACK TO ARIA AND NICK DOES THE SAME TO CANDICE!!!
Persephone: CANDICE GOES FOR A FOREARM SMASH!!! BUT NICK DODGES IT AND PUSHES CANDICE TOWARDS DAMON!! DAMON LANDS AN UPPERCUT BUT ARIA SOON AFTER DELIVERS A DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER!!!
Rich Russillo: DAMON IS STUNNED AS— NICK GOES RIGHT WITH A RUNNING BIG BOOT AS THAT CAUSES DAMON TO TUMBLE OVER TO THE OUTSIDE!!!! NICK TRIES TO GO AFTER ARIA— BUT IS MET WITH A LARIAT FROM CANDICE!!! NICK GOES DOWN AS NOW—
Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE GOES FOR A SUPERKICK TO ARIA!!!
Persephone: BUT ARIA DUCKS UNDER THAT! SHE TURNS AND JUMPS AT CANDICE FOR A HURRICANRANA!
Rich Russillo: BUT CANDICES CATCHES ARIA OF MID ATTEMPT AND— DELIVERS A DEVASTING POWERBOMB OF HER OWN!!!! SHE BRINGS ARIA RIGHT BACK TO HER FEET, LOOKING TO GO FOR CASTLES CRUMBLING!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT ARIA COUNTERS THAT WITH A VICTORY ROLL!!! COVER BY ARIA!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Referee: ……….
Persephone: CANDICE KICKS OUT AS SHE GETS RIGHT BACK UP—
Rich Russillo: FANTASY LIVES ON!!!!! THE ROLLING KOPPU KICK!!!!! IT CONNECTS AS ARIA MAKES THE PINFALL ATTEMPT!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Referee: ……….
Thadd Blazevich: DAMON FROM THE OUTSIDE PULLS ARIA OUT THE RING BY HER LEG!!! DAMON DELIVERS A BACK BODY SUPLEX RIGHT ON THE EDGE OF THE BARRICADE!!! ARIA IS IN PAIN AS HE SENDS HER RIGHT INTO THE RING POST AS WELL!!
Persephone: DAMON ENTERS BACK INTO THE RING AS— CANDICE WITH HER REMAINING LIFE CHARGES AT DAMON WITH A DROPKICK!!! HE STUMBLES BACKWARDS AS CANDICE TURNS AROUND—
Rich Russillo: SPINEBUSTER!!! NICK HITS THAT SPINEBUSTER ON CANDICE!!! NICK WITH ONE LAST GASP TO TRY AND WIN THIS MATCH AS HE LIFTS CANDICE UP AND— IS GOING FOR SECTION 8 SUBMISSION!!! IF HE LOCKS THIS IN MIGHT BE OVER FOR CANDICE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT WAIT BROS!!!
Persephone: Fuck off!
Rich Russillo: DAMON LAZAURUS THROWS NICK INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!! CAUSING THE SUBMISSION TO FALL APART!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE FALLS THROUGH THE ROPES AND OUT OF THE RING, AND NICK STUMBLES OUT OF THE CORNER AFTER HIS ARMS HIT THE TURNBUCKLES—
Rich Russillo: CTE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HE GOT IT!!!! DAMON JUST WENT FOR CTE, AND THE JUMPING CUTTER CONNECTS!!!! NICK IS DOWN, AND DAMON LAZARUS PICKED THE PERFECT OPPORTUNITY TO STRIKE!!! HE GOES FOR THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEGS TO ENTER CASH IN THE VAULT!!!!
Referee: ONNNNNEEEE!
Referee: TWWOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEE!
Referee: ……….
(DING! DING! DING! )
(‘Until it Sleeps’ by Metallica begins to play as the boos could be heard in the stadium here in Dublin! Damon Lazarus, with his face covered with blood, slowly rises up and gets his arm raised high as he becomes the winner of this match! ARIA, Candice and NICK are laid out as the music continues to play.)
Bella Braxton: YOUR WINNER OF THIS MATCH…. AND HEADING TO PAIN FOR PRIDE TO COMPETE IN THE CASH IN THE VAULT LADDER MATCH… DAMON LAZARUS!!!
Rich Russillo: What a match that was!! Utter carnage and destruction throughout that whole contest. Any one of these individuals could have won this match and despite everyone’s best efforts… It was Damon Lazarus who came out on top of this one!
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah broski! Damon bro was a wrecking machine out there and he was the one who managed to come out of this match victorious. Congrats to him on this victory but shout out to the other bros in this match for making it an insane one dude!
Persephone: I can’t believe we let Damon Lazarus of all people win. What is this guy going to do in a ladder match?
(Damon slowly looks down on the destruction he has inflicted as the crowd continue to boo, all while ARIA, NICK, and Candice are all being checked by doctors and ringside officials. The final moments see Damon leaving the ring, feeling accomplished as Fighting Spirit fades into commercial. )
(A commercial is shown for dial-up internet featuring old Damon Lazarus.)
(Fighting Spirit fades back in from commercials as the camera pans across the electric crowd in attendance. Signs wave throughout the arena while the atmosphere continues building for the next contest.)
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Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Bella Braxton: And by the recent decision of Captain Charisma… THIS IS NOW A NO HOLDS BARRED DEATHMATCH!!!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
(‘Kostas’ by Westside Gunn, Conway the Machine & Benny the Butcher hits to a loud ovation from the crowd as Cody Maverick steps out onto the stage.)
Rich Russillo: Listen to this reaction for Cody Maverick tonight! The King of Elite winner has had a chip on his shoulder ever since Grand Rampage, where Drake Armstrong’s involvement left controversy hanging over his match against Hans Grayson!
Thadd Blazevich: Cody’s been obsessed with proving he can beat Hans clean ever since then, bro! And dude, tonight feels different! Cody has been talking all week like a man with something to prove!
Persephone: Which usually means somebody’s about to lose teeth. So this might actually be good.
(Cody Maverick pauses on the stage and soaks in a moment wearing a sleeveless black hoodie with MAIN EVENT MOGUL printed across the back in gold lettering. Cody looks completely locked in as he stares toward the ring before beginning his walk down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST! FROM LAS VEGAS, NEVADA! WEIGHING IN AT 235 POUNDS! HE IS THE SIN CITY SUPERSTAR… THE KING OF ELITE… COOODDDDYYYYYY MAVERICKKKKKK!!!
Rich Russillo: Cody Maverick has become one of the biggest stars on Voltage over the last year, but tonight isn’t about accolades. Tonight is personal.
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, Cody thinks Hans had him beat at Grand Rampage because of Drake Armstrong getting involved, and Cody cannot stand that! He wants no excuses tonight, dude!
(Cody reaches ringside and immediately climbs onto the apron before stepping into the ring. He paces impatiently while staring toward the stage, clearly wanting this match to begin already.)
(‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ by AFI suddenly blasts throughout the arena to another huge reaction from the crowd.)
Rich Russillo: And now here comes the man Cody Maverick is ready to go to war with! Hans Grayson is here and this crowd is coming unglued!
Thadd Blazevich: These two have insane chemistry together, bro, but after the way Grand Rampage ended? After the way they’ve gone after each other on Voltage lately? Dude, this one might get violent fast.
Persephone: Good. Save me the slow emotional drama and start hitting each other with furniture already.
(Hans Grayson steps onto the stage wearing a long black coat with red detailing down the sleeves. He keeps his eyes locked on Cody Maverick the entire time, showing absolutely no interest in pandering to the crowd tonight.)
Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT! FROM VANCOUVER, BRITISH COLUMBIA, CANADA! WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS! MR. CASH IN THE VAULT… HAAAANNNSSSS GRAAAAYYYYYSSSOOOONNNNN!!!
Rich Russillo: Hans Grayson believes he should have won at Grand Rampage before Drake Armstrong got involved, and tonight may be his chance to finally prove it!
Thadd Blazevich: But dude, you know Hans doesn’t trust Cody either! There’s too much tension between these two now that’s just been building the last few weeks!
(Hans reaches ringside and immediately throws his coat aside before climbing onto the apron. Cody steps toward him instantly, jawing at him from the center of the ring.)
Persephone: Oh good. They already want to kill each other.
(Hans steps into the ring and immediately gets face-to-face with Cody. The referee quickly moves between them, trying to force separation as both men continue shouting.)
Rich Russillo: These two can barely be contained right now!
(The referee backs both men toward opposite corners before quickly signaling for the bell.)
( DING! DING! DING! )
Rich Russillo: AND HERE WE GO! Fighting Spirit is underway and these two men are wasting absolutely no time after everything that has happened over the last several weeks!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO THEY ARE ALREADY THROWING HANDS!
Persephone: Thank God. We skipped the “respectful technical showcase” phase.
Rich Russillo: Cody Maverick and Hans Grayson meet right in the center of the ring and immediately start trading forearms and punches! Neither man backing down an inch as Hans fires a forearm across the jaw- BUT CODY ANSWERS WITH A STRAIGHT RIGHT HAND! AND ANOTHER! AND A THIRD!
Thadd Blazevich: Cody’s boxing background is showing already dude! He’s throwing bombs right now!
Rich Russillo: Hans fires back with a knife edge chop to the chest! Cody answers with one of his own! Hans with another forearm! Cody with a body shot! Hans with another forearm smash! Cody with a rolling elbow! Hans staggers backwards before charging right back in with a clothesline attempt-
Persephone: And immediately gets dropped on his ass.
Rich Russillo: CODY DUCKS UNDER AND BLASTS HANS WITH A DROPKICK RIGHT TO THE CHEST! Hans rolls backwards before immediately scrambling back to his feet- AND NOW CODY CHARGES IN, BUT HANS CATCHES HIM WITH A SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX!!!
Thadd Blazevich: THAT WAS FAST BRO! Cody crashes hard on the back of his neck before rolling underneath the bottom rope- but Hans doesn’t let him escape for even a second! Hans bounces off the ropes- TOPE CON HILO TO THE OUTSIDE!!!
(The crowd erupts as Hans crashes into Cody at ringside, both men slamming into the barricade before falling to the floor.)
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Persephone: Ah yes. The traditional “let’s shorten our careers for entertainment” opening. I get these two are pissed off. But can one person on this roster ever think like a halfway logical human being?
Rich Russillo: Hans Grayson is fired up right now as he grabs Cody and sends him shoulder-first into the barricade! Hans immediately follows with punches to the side of the head before trying to send Cody into the steel steps- BUT CODY PLANTS HIS FEET! CODY YANKS HANS BACKWARD AND DRIVES HIM SPINE-FIRST INTO THE EDGE OF THE APRON!
Thadd Blazevich: You can already feel how personal this is, bro! They are trying to hurt each other tonight!
Rich Russillo: Cody grabs Hans by the back of the head before repeatedly driving him face-first against the apron! Hans trying to cover up, but Cody is relentless right now! Cody rolls Hans back into the ring before climbing onto the apron himself-
Thadd Blazevich: CODY SPRINGBOARDS INTO THE RING- BUT HANS CATCHES HIM IN MID-AIR WITH A DROPKICK!!! THAT WAS WILD BRO!! Cody flips inside out before rolling into the corner, and Hans immediately charges in with lariats to the chest! Hans hammering away repeatedly before grabbing Cody by the arm and whipping him across the ring- BUT CODY REVERSES! HANS SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE- SPINNING BACK KICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!!! HANS IS MOVING A MILE A MINUTE RIGHT NOW!
Rich Russillo: Cody stumbles backwards and Hans immediately follows with a jumping knee strike! Cody drops to a knee- AND HANS HITS THE ROPES AGAIN- BUT CODY POPS UP AND NEARLY TAKES HIS HEAD OFF WITH A DISCUS LARIAT!!!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOH!!!
Rich Russillo: Hans just got turned inside out!
Persephone: Okay that one actually looked disgusting. Hans rolls onto all fours trying to recover, but Cody immediately grabs him from behind and deadlifts him into a German Suplex! Hans crashes hard on the back of his neck before stumbling back up- RIGHT INTO A FIREMAN’S CARRY GUTBUSTER!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Cody’s starting to slow the pace down now! That’s dangerous for Hans, bro! Hans rolls towards the ropes clutching at his ribs, but Cody immediately follows him! Cody stomping down repeatedly before grabbing the arm- and there it is! Cody immediately targeting that titanium-plated arm!
Persephone: Ah yes. Murder with strategy. Cody stomps repeatedly down onto the shoulder and elbow joint before pulling the arm backwards against the bottom rope! Hans yelling out in pain as Cody takes advantage of the fact that there’s no disqualifications! He could really keep this up all night if he wanted to.
Rich Russillo: Yeah, but he decides not to. He backs off, but there is absolutely no apology on his face tonight! He made good use of wearing down that arm in their last match and wants to employ the same strategy tonight! Cody immediately grabs Hans by the wrist and yanks him back to the center of the ring before driving repeated knees into the shoulder!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, Cody talked all week about proving he could beat Hans clean, and right now dude he is fighting with a whole different edge than we usually see from him!
Rich Russillo: Hans trying to fight back to his feet with forearms to the ribs- but Cody answers with a stiff right hand to the jaw! Hans fires back with another forearm! Cody with another punch! Hans with another forearm smash! Cody kicks Hans in the midsection- LOOKING FOR THE SIN CITY STUNNER EARLY-
Persephone: Oh that would’ve been hilarious.
Rich Russillo: HANS SHOVES CODY AWAY BEFORE CATCHING HIM WITH A PELE KICK!!! Cody staggers backwards into the ropes and Hans immediately charges in with a clothesline sending both men over the top rope and crashing to the outside floor again!
(The crowd cheers loudly as both men slowly push themselves up near the barricade.)
Rich Russillo: These two are fighting like men possessed tonight!
Thadd Blazevich: AND NOW HANS IS STARTING TO CLEAR OFF THE ANNOUNCE TABLE BRO!
Persephone: Oh come on. We JUST sat down. Go away!
Rich Russillo: Hans throws the monitors off the table before turning around- RIGHT INTO A STRAIGHT RIGHT HAND FROM CODY! Hans fires back with a chop! Cody with another right hand! Hans with another chop! Cody drives a knee into the ribs before trying to slam Hans onto the announce table- BUT HANS SLIPS OUT BEHIND HIM!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS GRABS CODY- SAITO SUPLEX ON THE FLOOR!!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Rich Russillo: CODY JUST GOT DRIVEN ONTO THE FLOOR RIGHT IN FRONT OF US! Hans Grayson is throwing caution to the wind tonight and now he’s dragging Cody back up- but Cody immediately drives a body punch into the ribs! Hans doubles over- AND CODY SENDS HIM FACE-FIRST INTO THE RING POST!!!
Persephone: Welp. Hans is hurt and Cody sees it! Cody immediately reaches underneath the ring- and now the weapons are starting to come into play! At least we get to have some entertainment now.
(The crowd roars as Cody slowly pulls a steel chair out from underneath the ring.)
Thadd Blazevich: Uh oh, bro. Here we go.
Rich Russillo: Cody folds the steel chair up before stalking towards Hans Grayson, who’s still trying to recover near the barricade after being sent face-first into the ring post! Cody raising that chair up-
CRACK!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOH!!!
Rich Russillo: RIGHT ACROSS THE BACK OF HANS GRAYSON!
Thadd Blazevich: GOOD LORD BRO!
Persephone: Ah. There it is. The exact moment this officially stopped being a wrestling match and became a crime scene. Lovely!
Rich Russillo: Hans drops down to a knee in pain after that vicious chair shot, but Cody doesn’t stop there! Cody grabs Hans by the wrist before trapping that injured arm across the barricade- AND NOW CODY DRIVES THE CHAIR DOWN ACROSS THE ARM!!!
CRACK!
Hans Grayson: (Off mic) AGH!
Thadd Blazevich: THAT’S THE SAME ARM HE TARGETED AT GRAND RAMPAGE DUDE! Cody is going right back to it!
Rich Russillo: Hans immediately pulls the arm away clutching at the elbow and shoulder, clearly in pain right now as Cody tosses the chair aside and grabs Hans by the head! Cody dragging Hans towards the apron before slamming him face-first against it! Hans trying to cover up but Cody repeatedly driving forearms across the side of the head before rolling Hans back into the ring!
(Cody slides back into the ring after him as Hans crawls towards the corner.)
Rich Russillo: Cody Maverick is completely in control right now and you can see the intensity on his face! He said he wanted to prove he could beat Hans Grayson without any questions this time around and he is fighting like a man obsessed tonight!
Persephone: Which is healthy. Nothing says emotional stability like introducing steel furniture five minutes into a match. Cody charges towards the corner! BUT HANS POPS UP AND CATCHES HIM WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE! Cody stumbles backwards and Hans immediately jumps to the second rope! DIVING CROSSBODY—
Thadd Blazevich: CODY CAUGHT HIM BRO!!
Rich Russillo: CODY CATCHES HANS IN MID-AIR BEFORE DRIVING HIM DOWN WITH A FALLAWAY SLAM!!! Hans rolls across the canvas clutching at his back, but Cody doesn’t let him breathe for even a second! Cody pulls Hans back up- BODY SHOT! RIGHT HAND! BODY SHOT! RIGHT HAND! HANS IS GETTING BACKED INTO THE ROPES!
Thadd Blazevich: Cody is piecing him up right now dude!
Rich Russillo: Cody with another stiff right hand- BUT HANS FIRES BACK WITH A FOREARM! Cody answers with another punch! Hans with another forearm! Cody with another body shot! Hans swings wildly- BUT CODY DUCKS UNDER AND PLANTS HANS WITH A SPINNING SCOOP SLAM!
Persephone: Cody immediately exits the ring again and now he’s searching underneath it for more weapons! Cody pulling out another chair- but this time he’s also got a chain! Ooh. Maybe this can be a show more to my tastes after all.
Rich Russillo: What does that mean?
Persephone: Personal business.
Thadd Blazevich: That chain is bad news bro. Cody has some wild intentions right now!
Rich Russillo: Cody slides both weapons into the ring before grabbing the steel chair again and stepping back inside! Hans is slowly pulling himself up in the corner— AND CODY CHARGES IN LOOKING TO DRIVE THE CHAIR RIGHT INTO HIM!
THWACK!
Rich Russillo: HANS JUST BOOTED THE CHAIR RIGHT BACK INTO CODY’S FACE!!! CODY REELS BACK!
Thadd Blazevich: WHAT A COUNTER BRO!! Cody stumbles backwards dazed after the chair ricocheted right into him, you can see blood already running from the gash it made over Cody’s eyebrow! And now Hans sees an opening! Hans grabs the chair himself before charging forward—
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOH!!!
Rich Russillo: HANS JUST DROVE THE CHAIR INTO CODY’S RIBS!
CRACK
Rich Russillo: AND RIGHT ACROSS THE BACK! AND AGAIN!
Persephone: Boooo! Bring back the chain! Tie that man up! Kiss hi— I MEAN KILL HIM!!
Rich Russillo: Cody falls against the ropes trying to cover up, but Hans is unloading with chair shots right now after everything Cody has done to that arm! Hans tosses the chair aside before grabbing Cody- IRISH WHIP INTO THE CORNER! Hans charges in with a jumping knee strike before immediately following with the running bulldog out of the corner!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans is rolling now dude! Cody slowly stumbles back to his feet- AND HANS NEARLY TAKES HIS HEAD OFF WITH THE FLAMING PUNCH!!!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOH!!!
Rich Russillo: THE SUPERMAN PUNCH CONNECTS FLUSH!!! Hans quickly hooks the leg!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: CODY KICKS OUT!!
Thadd Blazevich: First big nearfall of the match right there, bro! Hans almost had him especially after a shot like that!
Persephone: Hans doesn’t waste time arguing with the referee though! He immediately rolls back out of the ring and now he is searching underneath it!
(The crowd cheers loudly as Hans begins pulling something out from beneath the apron.)
Thadd Blazevich: OH NO BRO! YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT THAT IS! THE HOCKEY STICK IS OUT! Hans Grayson’s favorite weapon has officially entered the match!
Persephone: Hans slides back into the ring holding the hockey stick in both hands while Cody slowly tries to pull himself up using the ropes! AND HANS SWINGS—
Rich Russillo: RIGHT ACROSS THE MIDSECTION!!! Cody collapses forward gasping for air as Hans raises the hockey stick again— RIGHT ACROSS THE BACK THIS TIME!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS IS LIGHTING HIM UP BRO! Cody rolls away in pain trying to create distance, but Hans stalks right after him before jamming the end of the hockey stick directly into the ribs! Cody shouts out in pain and Hans immediately bounces off the ropes! LOOKING FOR THE HEAT TWIST—
Rich Russillo: NO! CODY CATCHES HIM OUT OF MID-AIR!!! FIREMAN’S CARRY GUTBUSTER!!!
Thadd Blazevich: WHAT A COUNTER DUDE!! Hans got absolutely planted!
Rich Russillo: Hans crashes down onto the canvas after the counter gutbuster and now both men are down momentarily in the center of the ring! You can see the pace finally starting to catch up to them after the war they’ve already put each other through tonight!
Persephone: Which means they should keep going and stop lying there like little pussies. Finish it while the other guy is dead instead of bitching about “ooooh my bones are breaking” WAH WAH WAH! Bitches.
Thadd Blazevich: Dude both of these guys are hurting already! Cody’s ribs are getting torn apart from that hockey stick and Hans can barely use that arm right now!
Rich Russillo: Cody slowly rolls onto all fours before spotting that steel chain still laying near the ropes. Hans is trying to pull himself up in the corner using one arm- BUT CODY GRABS THE CHAIN AND WRAPS IT AROUND HIS FIST!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOH!!!
Persephone: THERE WE GO! That’s responsible decision making.
Rich Russillo: Hans sees it too and immediately tries to rush forward- BUT CODY DRIVES A CHAIN-WRAPPED RIGHT HAND DIRECTLY INTO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! Hans stumbles sideways into the ropes before Cody hits him again with another brutal punch to the jaw! Hans can barely stay upright and Cody grabs him by the back of the head before driving repeated punches into the ribs and chest with that chain still wrapped around his fist!
Thadd Blazevich: Cody is unloading on him now bro! Those body shots are nasty enough without the chain! And you can see Hans bleeding from the mouth after that jaw shot earlier!
Rich Russillo: Hans drops to a knee and now Cody backs up looking for momentum! Cody hits the ropes- LIGHTS OUT!!!
Thadd Blazevich: NO!! HE DODGED BRO!!
Rich Russillo: HANS JUST BARELY DUCKED UNDER THE SUPERMAN PUNCH! Cody turns around- AND HANS TACKLES HIM TO THE MAT BEFORE RIPPING THE CHAIN AWAY!
Persephone: Oh now this is getting fun.
Rich Russillo: Hans quickly wraps the chain around HIS fist now while Cody tries to scramble back to his feet! Cody turns around- FLAMING PUNCH WITH THE CHAIN WRAPPED AROUND THE HAND!!!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOH!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HE JUST CLEANED HIS CLOCK DUDE!! HANS FULLY TURNED THE TABLES ON CODY’S PLAN!
Rich Russillo: CODY GOT TURNED INSIDE OUT!!! Hans drops down for the cover immediately!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THR-
Rich Russillo: CODY KICKS OUT!!!
(The crowd erupts as Hans falls backwards against the canvas, breathing heavily.)
Thadd Blazevich: THAT WAS SO CLOSE BRO! Cody barely got the shoulder up after that shot! Hans looks surprised but he staying focused!
Persephone: You know, usually when people wrap chains around their fists it ends in prison time. Wrestling is weird.
Rich Russillo: Hans slowly unwraps the chain from around his hand, clearly feeling the damage done to his own arm from that impact as well! You can see him clutching at the wrist and elbow after delivering that shot!
Thadd Blazevich: That’s the danger dude! Hans already has that arm damaged and now he’s throwing chain-loaded punches with it!
Rich Russillo: Hans slowly drags himself back to his feet before pulling Cody up with him! Hans looking to keep the pressure on- BUT CODY DRIVES A HEADBUTT RIGHT INTO THE FACE!
Thadd Blazevich: Maverick is fighting back bro! Hans stumbles backwards dazed before Cody grabs him by the wrist and sends him hard into the corner! Hans crashes chest-first into the turnbuckles and Cody immediately follows in with machine gun chops to the chest!
Crowd: WOOOOO! WOOOOO! WOOOOO! WOOOOO!
Persephone: Oh good. The crowd gets to pretend they’re contributing.
Rich Russillo: Hans trying to cover up but Cody is unloading right now! Cody backs away before charging in again! RUNNING FOREARM IN THE CORNER! Hans stumbles out— AND CODY PLANTS HIM WITH THE DEEP END!!!
Thadd Blazevich: THAT SPINOUT SPINEBUSTER WAS HUGE BRO!!
Rich Russillo: Hans bounces off the canvas and Cody immediately hooks the leg!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: HANS KICKS OUT!! Cody doesn’t look frustrated by the kickout though! If anything he looks more locked in than before as he rolls out of the ring again and starts searching underneath the apron!
Persephone: Ah yes. More toys. And ideally more blood!
Rich Russillo: Cody pulls out a table now and the crowd is coming alive once again here at Fighting Spirit! Both men are bleeding but neither giving an inch!
Thadd Blazevich: BUSINESS IS PICKING UP DUDE! Cody slides the table into the ring before climbing onto the apron himself, but Hans is already back up! Hans charges toward the ropes- SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD SENDS CODY OFF THE APRON AND INTO THE BARRICADE!! HANS JUST SAVED HIMSELF BRO!
Rich Russillo: Cody hit that barricade hard and now Hans sees an opening! Hans grabs the table from inside the ring and begins setting it up near the corner while Cody is still trying to recover at ringside!
Persephone: Hans now climbing onto the apron while Cody slowly drags himself back to his feet- HANS RUNS ACROSS THE APRON- DIVING METEORA TO THE OUTSIDE!!!
Rich Russillo: BOTH MEN JUST CRASHED INTO THE FLOOR AGAIN!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans is throwing his entire body into this fight now dude! He doesn’t care what happens to him as long as Cody stays down!
Rich Russillo: Hans slowly gets back to his feet first before dragging Cody up and rolling him back into the ring! Hans climbs onto the apron now— SPRINGBOARD 450 SPLASH!!!
Rich Russillo: GRAYSON SPLASH CONNECTS!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THR-
Rich Russillo: CODY KICKS OUT AGAIN!!!
Persephone: I would complain about these kickouts but honestly at least they’re trying to kill each other first.
Rich Russillo: Hans pounds the mat in frustration before looking over toward that table set up in the corner earlier! Hans slowly pushes himself back to his feet before grabbing Cody by the head— WAIT A SECOND!
Thadd Blazevich: CODY JUST CAUGHT HIM WITH THE SIN CITY STUNNER OUTTA NOWHERE BRO!!!
Rich Russillo: HANS GOT TAKEN OUT WITH THE STUNNER!!! HE JUST DROPPED TO THE MAT AND CODY HOOKS THE LEG!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEE—
Rich Russillo: HANS KICKS OUT!!!
Thadd Blazevich: THE FLAMING DRAGON LIVES ON! Hans barely survived that one! This match is getting wild bro!
Persephone: Cody looks exhausted right now, but more importantly he looks frustrated! You can see him staring at Hans Grayson trying to process the fact that even after everything he has thrown at him tonight, Hans is still in this fight!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude that’s the same problem Cody had at Grand Rampage! Every time he thinks Hans is finally slowing down, Hans just survives it somehow!
Rich Russillo: Cody slowly pushes himself back to his feet before dragging Hans up with him! Hans can barely stand right now— BUT CODY STARTS LIGHTING HIM UP WITH BODY SHOTS AGAIN! RIGHT TO THE RIBS! RIGHT TO THE LIVER! ANOTHER RIGHT HAND TO THE JAW!
Persephone: Cody is starting to look less “focused competitor” and more “guy getting into a bar fight at 2 AM.”
Rich Russillo: Hans stumbles backwards into the ropes trying to create separation, but Cody stays on him! Cody grabs Hans by the arm! Tries to send him into the ropes! NO! HANS WINCES IN PAIN AND STUMBLES ASIDE WHILE HE CLUTCHES AT HIS ARM! That arm may be giving out on him after all the punishment tonight!
Thadd Blazevich: That’s what Cody has been trying to do this entire match bro! He’s destroying the arm so Hans can’t explode with those springboard attacks!
Rich Russillo: Cody immediately attacks it too! Cody grabs the injured arm and starts stomping directly down onto the shoulder joint again! Hans trying to protect himself but Cody is relentless right now before dragging Hans back up— AND NOW CODY WRAPS THAT CHAIN AROUND THE TOP ROPE!
Persephone: Oh that seems safe. Cody pulls Hans toward him before trying to drive the face directly into the chain wrapped around the ropes! BUT HANS BLOCKS IT WITH HIS BOOT! HANS FIRES BACK WITH A FOREARM! ANOTHER FOREARM! CODY WITH A BODY SHOT! HANS WITH AN ELBOW!
Thadd Blazevich: THEY ARE JUST SWINGING NOW DUDE!! Cody swings wildly- BUT HANS DUCKS UNDER BEFORE GRABBING CODY FROM BEHIND! SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX INTO THE CHAIN-COVERED ROPES!!!
Rich Russillo: CODY JUST GOT LAUNCHED FACE-FIRST INTO THAT CHAIN!!!
Persephone: Okay THAT was disgusting. Again. I love it. Cody is clutching at his face now as he rolls away from the ropes, and Hans immediately sees an opportunity! Hans exits the ring and starts searching underneath the apron again!
Thadd Blazevich: He’s looking for something else now bro!
Rich Russillo: Hans pulls out a trash can and immediately slides it into the ring before grabbing the lid as well! Hans climbing back onto the apron now while Cody slowly gets to his feet- SPRINGBOARD MISSILE DROPKICK WITH THE TRASH CAN LID!!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
(The instant replay comes up and shows Hans leap up for the springboard and in one motion put the trash can lid like a skateboard under his feet to drive it into Cody’s skull before they both crash to the mat.)
Thadd Blazevich: THAT WAS INSANE BRO!! The gash on Cody’s head is now just a river of blood flowing down his face after that!
Rich Russillo: Hans slowly crawls toward the cover after that impact! Both men beaten and battered as he looks to end this!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: CODY GETS THE SHOULDER UP AGAIN!
Rich Russillo: Hans looks exhausted right now, but he doesn’t stop moving! Hans pulls Cody up before placing the trash can around Cody’s upper body and head!
Persephone: Ah yes. Human recycling.
Rich Russillo: Hans backs away into the corner now while Cody struggles blindly trying to remove the trash can— WAIT— HANS GRABS THE STEEL CHAIR AND SLAMS INTO THE TRASH CAN!!!
BANG BANG BANG
Thadd Blazevich: GOOD LORD DUDE!! HANS LIGHTING UP THE TRASH CAN WITH CODY INSIDE!
Rich Russillo: Cody collapses to the mat and the trash can comes off goes rolling across the ring! Hans immediately stumbles backwards clutching at the damaged arm again after delivering the damage!
Thadd Blazevich: Every big shot is hurting Hans too now, bro! That arm is getting worse and worse!
Rich Russillo: Hans slowly backs himself into the corner before watching Cody struggle back to his feet in the center of the ring! Hans takes a deep breath before springboarding onto the apron!
Persephone: Oh this usually ends well. HANS FLIPS OVER THE TOP ROPE— BURNING SHOT LARIAT!!!
Rich Russillo: HE HIT IT!!! THE BURNING SHOT LARIAT JUST FLIPPED CODY ALL THE WAY AROUND!!!
Thadd Blazevich: THAT WAS A MASSIVE SHOT BRO! THAT HAS TO BE IT! Hans collapses into the cover, barely even able to hook the leg!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
…
Rich Russillo: CODY KICKS OUT!!!
(The camera lingers on Hans as he falls backwards in disbelief, he takes a moment to just look at Cody and wonder what else he has to do.)
Thadd Blazevich: HOW DID HE SURVIVE THAT DUDE!?
Persephone: they are already bloody messes on the outside. I am begging these men to discover internal bleeding already.
Rich Russillo: Hans is stunned right now! He cannot believe Cody Maverick survived the Burning Shot Lariat after everything these two have already done to each other tonight!
Thadd Blazevich: And look at Cody, bro! He’s barely moving after that shot! That survival was instinct only!
Rich Russillo: Hans slowly pushes himself back to his feet before grabbing the hockey stick again from the mat nearby! Hans stalking toward Cody now while Maverick tries to pull himself up using the ropes— BUT CODY FIRES A DESPERATE RIGHT HAND INTO THE RIBS! ANOTHER BODY SHOT! HANS SWINGS THE HOCKEY STICK—
Thadd Blazevich: BUT CODY CATCHES IT! Cody rips the hockey stick away before driving a kick into the midsection! Hans doubles over— MONEYMAKER ONTO THE TRASH CAN LID!!! HE JUST SPIKED HANS RIGHT ONTO THAT LID BRO!!
Rich Russillo: Hans bounces violently off the trash can lid and Cody immediately rolls into the cover!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Rich Russillo: HANS KICKS OUT!!!! Cody Maverick rolls onto his back and stares straight up at the lights, and you can see that frustration really starting to boil over! Only a matter before the exhaustion or blood loss gets to one of these men!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, Cody just spiked Hans on the crown of his head onto sheer metal and Hans still got out! These dudes are running out of answers!
Persephone: Good. That means somebody is finally getting desperate enough to make a horrible decision.
Rich Russillo: Cody slowly sits up, looking over at Hans Grayson, and Hans is barely even moving after that impact! Cody pushes himself to his feet and grabs that steel chain again, dragging it away from the ropes before laying it across the center of the ring!
Persephone: See? Horrible decision. I knew it.
Rich Russillo: Cody grabs Hans by the hair and slowly pulls him up! Cody has that chain positioned on the canvas, and now Cody hooks the arm! Cody may be looking for another Moneymaker or maybe even the High Roller onto that steel chain!
Thadd Blazevich: If Cody hits anything on that chain, dude, Hans might be done for real!
Rich Russillo: Cody pulls Hans in, but Hans drops to a knee and wraps both arms around Cody’s leg! Hans is fighting this off with everything he has left! Cody clubbing down across the back, trying to break Hans loose! Hans is still holding on! Cody pulls him up— BUT HANS EXPLODES WITH A JUMPING KNEE STRIKE TO THE JAW!
Rich Russillo: Cody stumbles backward! Hans grabs Cody from behind- HEAT TWIST!!! THE PEPSI TWIST CONNECTS AND CODY GETS PLANTED RIGHT NEXT TO THE CHAIN!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans got separation there, bro, but he needs to capitalize fast! Hans is crawling toward the corner, pulling himself up one rope at a time! Cody is stirring, and Hans sees the chain still laying in the middle of the ring! Hans grabs Cody by the head now, and he’s dragging him back toward that steel! Hans hooks both arms! Cody is trying to fight it! Cody knows exactly what Hans is thinking!
Persephone: Cody probably should have thought about that before he put the chain there like a welcome mat for brain damage.
Rich Russillo: Cody tries to twist out! Hans holds on! Cody with a back elbow! Hans absorbs it! Another back elbow from Cody! Hans still refuses to let go! Hans turns Cody around- IMPERIAL FLAME ONTO THE CHAIN!!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Rich Russillo: CODY MAVERICK JUST GOT DRIVEN FACE-FIRST INTO THE STEEL CHAIN OFF THE UNPRETTIER!!! HANS ROLLS HIM OVER!!! COVER!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
…
Rich Russillo: CODY KICKS OUT!!! CODY MAVERICK KICKS OUT OF IMPERIAL FLAME ONTO THE CHAIN!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HOW, BRO!? HOW DOES CODY KEEP SURVIVING THIS!?
Persephone: I’m starting to think both of these idiots signed legally binding agreements to ruin their own lives.
Rich Russillo: Hans Grayson is sitting there in disbelief! He hit the Burning Shot Lariat! He hit Imperial Flame onto a steel chain! Cody Maverick has been beaten with chairs, hockey sticks, trash cans, and he is still somehow in this match!
Thadd Blazevich: But look at Cody, dude! That kickout was all his own body surviving! He barely even knows where he is! His blood starting to pool around him at this point!
Rich Russillo: Hans spits out a mouthful of his own blood as he slowly crawls toward the ropes, pulling himself up, but he keeps looking at that damaged arm! Every major strike, every major impact is taking something out of Hans too! Hans grabs Cody and tries to pull him up again, but Cody suddenly fires a right hand into the ribs! Another body shot! Cody is fighting from underneath! Hans swings a forearm! Cody ducks! Cody catches Hans around the waist— WHEELBARROW GERMAN SUPLEX!!!
Rich Russillo: Hans folds over on impact and rolls toward the corner, where that table is still set up! We almost forgot about that table, but it has been waiting there like a disaster waiting to happen!
Persephone: I did not forget. I was patiently waiting for someone to eat wood.
Rich Russillo: High fiber diets aside, Cody is dragging himself toward Hans, and neither man can stand cleanly anymore! Cody grabs Hans and sits him up on the top turnbuckle! Cody is climbing up after him now, and this crowd is rising to its feet!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, this is bad! That table is set up right behind Hans! Cody has something dangerous in mind!
Rich Russillo: Cody climbs to the second rope and starts hammering Hans with right hands! Hans is trying to fight back with forearms, but Cody is landing punch after punch! Hans is barely holding himself on that top rope! Cody grabs Hans by the head! Wait a second! Cody is setting up for something from the top!
Thadd Blazevich HANS IS TRYING TO SHOVE HIM OFF BRO! Hans fighting for his life on the top turnbuckle! Cody with another body shot! Hans doubles over! Cody hooks the head! TOP ROPE SIN CITY STUNNER!!!
Rich Russillo: HANS BOUNCES OFF CODY’S SHOULDER AND FALLS BACKWARD THROUGH THE TABLE!!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Thadd Blazevich: HE WENT THROUGH IT BRO!!! HANS JUST GOT SENT THROUGH THE TABLE OFF THE TOP ROPE SIN CITY STUNNER!!!
Rich Russillo: Cody also fell from the top to pull of that move! But Hans Grayson is broken in half in the wreckage of that table! Cody Maverick is crawling! Cody knows this may be his only chance! Cody drapes an arm over Hans Grayson!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
…
Rich Russillo: HANS GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!! HANS GRAYSON GOT THE SHOULDER UP!!!
(The crowd explodes as Cody rolls away from Hans, eyes wide through a crimson mask, unable to believe it.)
Thadd Blazevich: NO WAY DUDE! NO WAY! Hans just survived the Sin City Stunner from the top rope through a table!
Persephone: I hate to say this, but that was actually kind of impressive. Stupid. But impressive.
Rich Russillo: Cody Maverick is shaking his head, and now he’s grabbing at his own face! He thought that was it! He thought that finally ended this! Cody pulls himself up using the ropes, and Hans is still lying in the wreckage of that table! There may not be anything left of either of these men!
Thadd Blazevich: Cody has to be thinking High Roller now, bro! He has thrown everything else at Hans!
Rich Russillo: Cody drags Hans out of the table wreckage, and Hans is dead weight! Cody pulls Hans up and hooks the half nelson! Cody is trying to muscle Hans up for the High Roller! But Hans drops down behind him! Hans barely lands on his feet! Cody turns around—
Rich Russillo: WAIT A SECOND! DRAKE ARMSTRONG! DRAKE ARMSTRONG JUST CAME THROUGH THE CROWD! THE EAW CHAMPION IS HERE!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Thadd Blazevich: WHAT IS HE DOING HERE, BRO!? NOT AGAIN! WE DO NOT NEED THIS FUCKERY!!
Persephone: YAYYY!! FUCKERY!!
Rich Russillo: Drake Armstrong is at ringside with the EAW championship in his hands! Hans Grayson sees him immediately! Hans is yelling at Drake from inside the ring, and Cody turns around now! Cody sees Drake too!
Thadd Blazevich: Cody doesn’t want him here either, dude! You can see it on his face!
Rich Russillo: Cody is shouting at Drake to get out of here! Cody does not want this! Not after Grand Rampage! Not after everything this match was supposed to settle! Drake climbs onto the apron! Hans steps toward him! Cody grabs Hans by the shoulder, trying to turn him back around!
Persephone: Drake swings the championship belt at Hans Grayson!
Rich Russillo: HANS DUCKS!!!
CRACK
Rich Russillo: DRAKE JUST HIT CODY MAVERICK WITH THE CHAMPIONSHIP!!! DRAKE ARMSTRONG JUST BLASTED CODY MAVERICK IN THE HEAD!!!
Thadd Blazevich: CODY IS DOWN! AND DRAKE LOOKS SHOCKED AT HIS MISTAKE! He is staring down at Cody and at the belt in his hand! Drake turns around—
CRACK
Persephone: HANS WITH THE HOCKEY STICK ACROSS THE FACE OF DRAKE ARMSTRONG! HE GRABS DRAKE AND THROWS HIM OUT OF THE RING! THE CHAMPION IS SENT TO THE OUTSIDE!!
(The crowd is wild as Hans looks around. He sees Drake on the outside and the. Looks down to Cody on the mat. Hans looks conflicted for a second, but then his face changes to one of resolve.)
Rich Russillo: Hans Grayson seems to know what he wants and… wait… HANS GRABS THE CHAIN! AND NOW WRAPPING IT AROUND HIS ENTIRE ARM! HANS IS PREPARING SOMETHING MASSIVE WITH THAT INJURED ARM!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT CODY IS STARTING TO RECOVER BRO! He’s trying to shake the cobwebs clear! He rolls over! And pushes himself up! Getting shakily to his feet—
Rich Russillo: CHAIN WRAPPED BURNING SHOT LARIAT! CODY MAVERICK IS OBLITERATED BY HANS GRAYSON!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS WITH AN INCREDIBLE ATTACK BRO! HE FALLS OVER CODY AND MAKES THE PIN!!
Referee: ONNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Referee: THHHRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
…
( DING! DING! DING! )
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… HERE IS YOUR WINNER… HANS GRAYSON!!!
(‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ begins to play as the crowd erupts. Hans remains on his knees for a moment, breathing heavily, blood running down his face while the referee unwraps the chain from around his arm.)
Rich Russillo: Hans Grayson survives absolute hell tonight at Fighting Spirit! These two men just destroyed each other from bell to bell!
Thadd Blazevich: And Hans earned that victory, bro! He survived the top rope Sin City Stunner through a table, big shot after big shot, fought through that damaged arm, and still found enough to hit the chain-wrapped Burning Shot Lariat at the end!
Persephone: Which probably removed six years from both of their lives. Great success.
(Hans slowly rises to his feet, wincing as he clutches at the injured arm while the referee raises his other hand in victory.)
Rich Russillo: But once again, Drake Armstrong inserted himself into this rivalry! He tried to hit Hans Grayson with the EAW Championship and accidentally blasted Cody Maverick instead!
(The camera cuts toward the ramp where Drake Armstrong is now backing away quickly with the EAW Championship still in hand, clearly wanting no further part of the situation.)
Thadd Blazevich: Drake is getting the hell outta here now, dude! He knows he made things worse!
(Cody Maverick slowly rolls onto his side while officials check on him. Blood smearing his face as he stares up the ramp directly at Drake Armstrong.)
Rich Russillo: Look at Cody’s face right now. He did not want Drake Armstrong involved tonight. Not after Grand Rampage. Not after everything these two put themselves through trying to settle this on their own!
Persephone: And now Drake is fleeing like a wounded animal!
(Hans looks toward Drake as well, still exhausted, before looking back down at Cody Maverick. The crowd gives both men a loud ovation.)
Rich Russillo: Hans Grayson gets the victory tonight, but this story feels like it is far from over! Fighting Spirit has left destruction everywhere in its wake!
(The final shot is of Hans Grayson standing battered in the ring with one arm raised while Cody Maverick sits against the ropes glaring up the ramp at Drake Armstrong as Fighting Spirit fades onward.)
(Commercial for that little piece of plastic at the end of shoelaces. Which are apparently called aglets.)
(The graphic for the Main Event of Night One appears as the fans stand up and sound off loudly.)
(The camera shot returns to the ring where Gina Romano is standing front and center with a smile on her face and a microphone in her hand as she is ready to begin the introductions for this next championship match.)
Gina Romano: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is OUR NIGHT ONE MAIN EVENT AND IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Gina Romano: And it is for the ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!
(The arena goes dark….)
(The sound of a Hellcat scratching through the screen is seen with a roar….)
(Fireworks blast off the entrance as “Just Stop” by Disturbed plays throughout the arena….)
(The beautiful and confident Pandora Paisley walks out in her black and cheetah print wrestling gear, fedora and glasses, standing at the entrance way looking out into the crowd as they shower her with loud cheers that could easily blow the roof off of the place while Silas Mason follows closely behind. She lowers her glasses and winks, looking around at the crowd, screams and then smirks walking to the ring determined.)
Gina Romano: Making her way to the ring first is the CHALLENGER! Representing Silas World and accompanied to the ring by Silas Mason! FROM BLACKPOOL, ENGLAND!
Crowd: AROGIJNAOLIGNAOHRGOARGOHAIORIHGO!!!!!
Gina Romano: Weighing in at 9 Stone. Here is “THE HELLCAT” PANDORA PAISLEY!!
Deadprez: Here comes a very determined and very focused challenger coming to the ring and listen to the ovation for Pandora! This is the match that Pandora has been chomping at the bit for the entire season. Dawg, she wanted her chance to become World Champion and now she could get it here tonight.
Gavin Kirkland: Beauty, grace, and an attitude to boot, Pandora’s intensity has just been amplified ever since joining Silas World. Will it pay off in the biggest way possible? It certainly could.
Sienna Swann: THIS UNITED KINGDOM CROWD IS SOLELY BEHIND PANDORA! Sweeties, her fashion might be subpar but her wrestling talent is on another level. The question is will the combination of her talent and influence from that bald idiot lead her to her first Pain for Pride main event?
(Pandora gets to the apron and hops up to the ring as the crowd looks on, flipping over the ropes back first. Once inside the ring Pandora goes to the corner, climbing it and posing in her own confident way before dropping down and walking to the middle of the ring where she takes off her entrance attire, the Hellcat stands waiting to start her fight as Silas takes his place at ringside.)
(Seconds later, ‘Stop Breathing’ by Playboi Carti starts to play and the boos continue for the entrance of the Answers World Champion, Jake Smith. Following closely behind Jake is Caroline. Jake is feeling very full of himself as he raises his title proudly in the air as they head to the ring.)
Gina Romano: Introducing her opponent! Being accompanied to the ring by Caroline! Residing in Atherton, California! Weighing 210 pounds! Here is the REIGNING AND DEFENDING ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION! “THE FOREVER CHAMPION” JAKE SMITH!
Sienna Swann: Here comes the Champion. Sweeties, why does he look like a walking advertisement for what not to wear?
Gavin Kirkland: That’s a story for another day, Sienna, but this man is on top of the world right now as he is one match away from competing in another Pain for Pride main event,
Deadprez: Dawg, Jake Smith won the Answers World Championship last month on Showdown with his reign coming into Fighting Spirit at 49 days. The question is will Jake retain the title and go to Pain for Pride? Or will Pandora play the spoiler and bring the Answers World Championship back to Silas World and take the Pain for Pride main event match for herself and turn the main event into the first ever all women’s Answers World Championship Triple Threat match at Pain for Pride? We are about to find out!n
(Jake enters the ring and raises his title to taunt Pandora as Caroline takes her place at ringside and Jake’s music fades off. Jake hands the Answers World Championship to the referee, who presents the title to both champion and challenger before raising the title in the air for the ringside crowd to see. The referee hands the title to Gina before they call for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Sienna Swann: Sweeties, the match has begun and the Answers World Championship is on the line. The referee barely gets out of the way to start the match AND PANDORA IMMEDIATELY RUNS IN WITH A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN AND IS JUST THROWING PUNCHES INTO JAKE’S FACE!!
Deadprez: A LOT OF THOSE SHOTS ARE CONNECTING CONSIDERING JAKE WAS CAUGHT OFF GUARD AT THE OPENING BELL, DAWG!! AND THE CROWD LOVES IT!
Crowd: PAN-DOR-A! PAN-DOR-A! PAN-DOR-A! PAN-DOR-A! PAN-DOR-A! PAN-DOR-A!
Gavin Kirkland: No questioning The referee is telling Pandora to open up those fists, but Pandora isn’t listening and the referee immediately starts a count. The referee reaches four and Pandora stops the punches.
Deadprez: Smart move because if Pandora gets disqualified, she leaves with NOTHING and Jake goes onto Pain for Pride. Jake is trying to get back up, but Pandora grabs Jake by the hair and drags him to the corner–
Sienna Swann: PANDORA TOSSES JAKE OUT OF THE CORNER BY THE HAIR LIKE A FRISBEE AND JAKE FACEPLANTS!
Gavin Kirkland: Look at Pandora pulling Jake’s hair out between her fingers and just letting them fall to the mat as Silas Mason is cheering from the sidelines.
Sienna Swann: Sweeties, Pandora is putting the boots to Jake as he rolls out to the floor to catch a breather and the referee is pushing Pandora away.
Deadprez: But Pandora gets free and reaches through the ropes AND GRABS HANDFUL OF JAKE’S HAIR TO BRING HIM BACK ON THE APRON! PANDORA HAS JAKE ON HIS FEET TO SUPLEX HIM BACK INTO THE RING–-
Gavin Kirkland: JAKE GRABS PANDORA BY THE HEAD AND DROPS WITH A HANGMAN CATCHING PANDORA’S THROAT ON THE TOP ROPE! Pandora staggers back as Jake rolls back in AND TAKES PANDORA DOWN WITH THE NECKBREAKER!!
Sienna Swann: Pandora is down and Jake tries to steal it here with a quick cover!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!
Deadprez: Pandora up at one and Jake starts to return the favor and starts throwing fists into Pandora’s face. Jake wants to end this match as quickly as possible and not leave anything to chance as the referee now warns Jake about the closed fists. Jake, as usual, ignores the referee and the referee starts a count.
Gavin Kirkland: Jake stops at four. See? Jake is such a good champion. He stopped at four! He can follow the rules so well.
Deadprez: You are such an ass kisser sometimes, dawg.
Sienna Swann: Yeah, sweetie, it is a little annoying and creepy.
Gavin Kirkland: I am just very supportive of our Answers World Champion. Is there something wrong with that?
Sienna Swann: I guess not, Sweetie. But out of all people, why Jake?
Deadprez: Well, Dawg, while your buddy Jake is talking with the referee, HE HAS HIS FOOT ON PANDORA’S THROAT!! THE REFEREE DOESN’T SEE A DAMN THING!
Gavin Kirkland: As far as I can tell, he did nothing wrong.
Sienna Swann: Oh sweetie, I think you are a little bit delusional–
Deadprez: THE REFEREE FINALLY SEES THE FOOT ON THE THROAT AND STARTS ANOTHER COUNT! The referee reaches four and Jake stops AND HE IS NOW ARGUING WITH THE REFEREE!
Gavin Kirkland: Jake!! Pick a fight with the beautiful Pandora not with the referee right now. The title is on the line!!
Deadprez: Jake is such a damn hothead, dawg, THAT HE DOESN’T NOTICE PANDORA IS BACK ON HER FEET AS SHE IS ABLE TO LIFT JAKE ENOUGH TO PLANT HIM WITH A BACK SUPLEX!
Sienna Swann: The Champion was dropped on the back of his head as Pandora is back up and hits the ropes. Pandora with a rebound AS SHE LEAVES HER FEET AND HITS A LEG DROP ACROSS THE THROAT!
Gavin Kirkland: She is back up quickly AND JUST AS QUICKLY HITS A SECOND LEG DROP! That’s not it because he is back up one more time AND HITS THE TRIFECTA! TRIPLE LEG DROP BY THE CHALLENGER AS SHE GOES INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWW—
Sienna Swann: CHAMP KICKS OUT AT ONE!! You could expect from the opening bell that while these two will not set the fashion world on fire, expect the dedication and intensity to be turned up to about fourteen in this match.
Deadprez: Pandora grabs Jake by the hair and drags him over to the corner. Call it disrespect or call it leverage, Pandora is going to do everything she can to make Jake’s life a living nightmare as she walks over to the opposite corner.
Gavin Kirkland: Her eyes never left Jake as SHE RUNS FULL SPEED BACK TO JAKE AND HITS THE RUNNING DROPKICK RIGHT IN HIS FACE!! DON’T KICK HIS MONEY MAKER! HE’S GOING TO LOSE SPONSORSHIPS!
Sienna Swann: Sweetie, Jake will be lucky if he leaves this match with everything on his face still in the same place. Pandora grabs Jake again by the hair right back in the center of the ring AND SHE IS ONCE AGAIN PUNCHING JAKE IN THE FACE!!!
Deadprez: I don’t know about you, but I am enjoying watching Jake getting punched in the face. Honestly, Pandora and Jake are nowhere near the top of the most popular list on Showdown, but Pandora is absolutely loved and respected here in Europe so she is actually the fan favorite in this match.
Gavin Kirkland: Pandora is beautiful and talented while Jake is in a league of his own. Showdown will be lucky to have either of them as World Champion. But hearing the difference in reaction for these competitors tells us who Dublin wants to see win this match.
Deadprez: Lucky isn’t the word I would use, dawg, but as we get back to the match Pandora has once again been warned to open up those fists. Pandora is pressing her luck right now.
Sienna Swann: Sweeties, the referee is allowing some leeway for these competitors but that will be gone pretty quickly if they walk the line in the opening minutes of the match.
Gavin Kirkland: Pandora is sick of Jake and sick of him holding the title as he grabs Jake by the hair and the back of the tights and tosses him out of the ring to the floor! That’s not cool! Pandora pulled his hair out and gave him a wedgie. He’s a Hall of Famer for gawd’s sake!
Sienna Swann: Sweetie, now Jake is a cheeky bastard in more ways than one. Anyways, Pandora grabs Jake again by the hair, which is starting to become a standard in this match, back to his feet.
Deadprez: She has Jake around the waist AND RUNS HIM BACKWARDS TOWARDS THE RING AND JAKE GOES BACK FIRST INTO THE EDGE OF THE RING!! NOT EXACTLY A CHIROPRACTIC MOVE, DAWG!!
Gavin Kirkland: Caroline instinctively comes running to Jake’s aid, BUT SILAS IS ON THE OTHER SIDE READY TO RUN INTERFERENCE!! A STANDOFF ON OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE RING!
Sienna Swann: Two more fashion rejects, well Silas is a complete reject, glaring at each other to make sure to intervene if one decides to interfere in the match. All the while, a count has been started, Sweeties.
Deadprez: Pandora hears the count and rolls back in the ring long enough to break the count before rolling back outside. She pulls Jake back to his feet AND TRIES TO SMASH HIS HEAD INTO THE RINGPOST—
Gavin Kirkland: JAKE REVERSES MOMENTUM AND SHOVES PANDORA AND HER HEAD CRACKS THE STEEL RINGPOST HARD!! BAHAHAHAHA! ANOTHER MEMBER OF SILAS WORLD WITH A COUPLE OF SCREWS LOOSE!!
Deadprez: Pandora falls to the floor and now Jake is returning the favor to Pandora and uses the hair to bring her back to her feet. Disrespect goes both ways as JAKE CRACKS PANDORA’S HEAD AGAINST THE RINGPOST AGAIN!
Sienna Swann: The crowd is letting Jake know exactly what they think of him. But Jake doesn’t care as he rolls Pandora back into the ring before following suit right before the referee completes the count. Pandora hasn’t moved and Jake goes for the cover!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
Gavin Kirkland: PANDORA KICKS OUT AT TWO!! Near fall for the Champion as Jake JUST SLAPS PANDORA ACROSS THE FACE! NO RESPECT BY THE CHAMPION! Either way, Jake is going to make Pandora pay for even considering trying to ruin his road to Pain for Pride.
Sienna Swann: Jake pulls Pandora back to her feet and kicks her in the gut to double her over as Jake pulls her into the gutwrench position before lifting her up in the air FOR WHAT COULD BE A POWERBOMB–
Deadprez: HE BRINGS HER DOWN ALMOST RIGHT ON HER HEAD WITH THAT HANGMAN’S DDT!! BASTARD MIGHT BE TRYING TO PARALYZE PANDORA AS HE GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
Gavin Kirkland: HOW IN THE HELL DID SHE KICK OUT AT TWO! THAT WOULD END THE MATCH WITH ANY WEAKER COMPETITOR! IS IT JUST OUT OF PURE INSTINCT SHE DID THAT?
Sienna Swann: I don’t know, sweetie, but I know that Silas Mason heard you call Pandora a weaker competitor and is cussing you out. While Gavin is being read the riot act by that idiot Silas Mason, Jake has Pandora in the corner AND HE IS ONCE AGAIN PUTTING HIS BOOT INTO HER THROAT!
Deadprez: The referee is making their money’s worth in this match as they warn Jake and tell him to get Pandora out of the corner and is forced to start another count.
Gavin Kirkland: See? Jake lets Pandora free on four. That’s why he’s the champion. Talented and smart.
Deadprez: Sometimes I wonder if Jake has the intelligence to count past ten without needing to take off his shoes. Regardless, he grabs Pandora by the waist and whips to the other corner–
Sienna Swann: PANDORA JUMPS ONTO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE AND QUICKLY TURNS AROUND AND LEAPS OFF THE SECOND ROPE AND CATCHES JAKE WITH A HURRICANRANA!
Gavin Kirkland: JAKE WAS TAKEN UP AND OVER OUT OF NOWHERE AS PANDORA HOOKS THE LEGS FOR THE COVER!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHRRRRRRR–
Sienna Swann: JAKE KICKS OUT AT TWO!! Sweetie, Pandora was less than a second away from stealing the match, the title, and the Pain for Pride main event spot. Jake is stunned AS PANDORA WITH A KNEE TO THE BACK OF JAKE’S HEAD!!
Deadprez: NOW PANDORA IS JUST DRIVING FOREARMS INTO THE BACK OF JAKE’S SKULL AND THOSE SHOTS ARE LEGAL, DAWG!! JAKE IS JUST GETTING THE CRAP BEAT OUT OF HIM!!
Gavin Kirkland: But Jake is crawling his way over to the ropes and that forces a break. It does for all of five seconds BUT JAKE IS STILL AGAINST THE ROPES AND PANDORA COMES BACK OVER AND STANDS RIGHT ON JAKE’S NECK!!
Sienna Swann: Sweetie, that’s not a pleasant way to spend your night AND PANDORA IS JUST POSING FOR THE CROWD AND THE CAMERA AS SHE STANDS ON JAKE! THAT IS ILLEGAL!!
Deadprez: In more ways than one, but the crowd doesn’t care because they are supporting the challenger in this title match. Finally the referee finally steps in and tells Pandora to get off of Jake before they start a count.
Gavin Kirkland: Pandora risking disqualification by getting off Jake on four as Pandora rolls out of the ring.
Deadprez: Dawg, Jake should be happy that a woman willingly wants to get on him for any reason from what I have heard.
Sienna Swann: Pandora grabs Jake and pulls him partially under the bottom rope with a double handful of hair AND PULLS HIM UP BEFORE BRINGING HIM DOWN AND THROAT FIRST INTO THE EDGE OF THE RING!!
Gavin Kirkland: THAT HAD TO CAUSE SOME SERIOUS DAMAGE AS POOR JAKE IS HOLDING HIS THROAT IN PAIN AND WE CAN HEAR HIM COUGHING!! WHAT IF THAT BRUTE PANDORA WOULD HAVE DAMAGED JAKE’S VOICE BOX!
Sienna Swann: Sweetie, we would get a few months of peace, but that is a different story. Right now, the story is Pandora Paisley trying to systematically pick apart the Answers World Champion to get her first singles title, World Championship, and Pain for Pride main event all in the same match.
Deadprez: Jake is down as Pandora rolls back into the ring and is now getting Jake’s legs in position while grabbing his arms and pulling them back AS SHE FALLS BACK–
Gavin Kirkland: INTO A MODIFIED MEXICAN SURFBOARD!! SHE CAN’T GET THE FULL SURFBOARD APPLIED BECAUSE OF THE SIZE DIFFERENCE BUT SHE IS STILL CONTORTING JAKE’S BODY!!
Sienna Swann: Sweeties listening? That’s a weight difference. Not a height difference. I honestly think that Pandora might be taller, but that’s another story. She is using her long legs to her advantage to be able to pull Jake farther back.
Deadprez: The referee is there to check and see if Jake wants to give it up. We know he won’t but if he does then Pandora is the Champion and we have to deal with Silas World all over again. Nobody wants that, dawg!
Gavin Kirkland: I love how Jake is not giving up. He is persevering when adversity is looking him in the eyes and threatening his World Championship reign.
Deadprez: How much did he pay you to say that? Be that as it may, Dawg, Pandora has really got Jake’s body in a really ugly torque. I am not sure that Jake is meant to bend that way.
Sienna Swann: It might help his social life if it could, sweeties, to make up for his attitude and lack of fashion sense. But Pandora is changing things up and gets her legs free and has transitioned into a modified lotus lock.
Gavin Kirkland: Pandora has Jake’s arms all locked up in that lotus lock, but Pandora is using Jake’s hair to pull him back into a modified Dragon Sleeper position. Oh baby! I didn’t know Pandora was flexible like that. She might be my new favorite–
Sienna Swann: SHE USES HER FREE ARM TO START ELBOWING JAKE RIGHT IN THE FACE!! REPEATED ELBOWS TO THE FACE!! ONE AFTER THE OTHER BEFORE SHE CATCHES JAKE RIGHT IN THE NOSE WITH AN ELBOW!
Deadprez: JAKE IS HOLDING HIS FACE IN PAIN AND THAT WORKS FOR PANDORA BECAUSE SHE DELIVERS AN ELBOW RIGHT INTO THE BACK OF JAKE’S HEAD!!
Gavin Kirkland: JAKE IS DOWN AS PANDORA FREES HERSELF AND ROLLS JAKE OVER INTO THE COVER!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEE!
Sienna Swann: THE CHAMPION KICKS OUT AT TWO!! Gotta give Pandora credit not for her fashion choices, but for her viciousness. Whatever she has wanted to do to Jake to hurt him, she has done so far.
Deadprez: WE CAN SEE THAT JAKE’S NOSE IS HEAVILY BLEEDING THANKS TO PANDORA! IT COULD BE BROKEN, BUT JAKE NOR PANDORA GIVE A DAMN!!
Gavin Kirkland: That ruins any future photoshoots Jake might have if that nose is broken. She is going to cost him some money.
Deadprez: Dawg, this is an Answers World Championship match and you are more concerned about Jake’s looks? Face it. Our World Champion is ugly on the inside and out.
Sienna Swann: Pandora brings Jake back to his feet as she drags him closer to the corner AND DROPS HIM WITH A SIDE RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP! MORE DAMAGE DONE TO THE NECK, SWEETIES!
Gavin Kirkland: Now Pandora decides to get a little risky and climb all the way to the top rope this time. High rent district for a high class beauty.
Sienna Swann: Everyone has their own opinion, sweetie, but Pandora gets herself in position AS SHE LEAPS OFF THE TOP ROPE FOR THE MOONSAULT–
Deadprez: NOBODY HOME AS JAKE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY, BUT PANDORA MUST HAVE FELT THAT THE COUNTER WAS COMING BECAUSE SHE WAS ABLE TO LAND ON HER FEET, BUT SHE STUMBLED A LITTLE BIT TO CATCH HER BALANCE–
Gavin Kirkland: BUT SHE STUMBLED RIGHT INTO THE WAITING ARMS OF THE ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION! JAKE NATURALLY STAYING ONE STEP AHEAD OF HIS CHALLENGER AS HE PULLS PANDORA INTO AN INVERTED DDT POSITION–
Sienna Swann: HE SPINS OUT AND PLANTS PANDORA FACE FIRST WITH THE “PROPHETIC”! ROLLING CUTTER DROPS PANDORA!! SHE IS DOWN AND JAKE QUICKLY ROLLS HER OVER AND INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEE!
Deadprez: SHE KICKED OUT!! SHE GOT THE SHOULDER UP DAWG RIGHT BEFORE THREE!! JAKE THOUGHT HE HAD IT, BUT THE REFEREE IS TELLING HIM IT WAS A NEAR FALL ONLY!!
Gavin Kirkland: Now poor Jake is pounding the mat in frustration. It pains me to see Jake getting so angry like that. He doesn’t deserve that treatment.
Deadprez: If he got the treatment he deserved, he wouldn’t probably be alive right now because the little mouthy asshole is on many people’s shit lists and hit lists, dawg.
Sienna Swann: Jake glares at the referee and holds up three fingers trying to say it was indeed a three count, but the referee is standing firm, sweeties.
Gavin Kirkland: Poor Jake. He looks close to having an aneurysm or something. He just can’t put Pandora away for some reason. Meanwhile, Silas is yelling at Pandora to get back into this match and driving us all crazy.
Sienna Swann: You can say that again, Sweetie.
Deadprez: Jake decides to change up his game a little bit as he wants to follow the same path as Pandora as he climbs all the way up to the top rope himself.
Gavin Kirkland: At least Jake is the type of person who can afford to go to the high rent district every once in a while. Jake has his balance as he waits for Pandora to get back to her feet.
Sienna Swann: Pandora is trying to shake off the effects of the “Prophetic” from earlier as she slowly gets back to her feet. Sweeties, she has no idea that Jake is waiting to strike the moment she is up.
Deadprez: Jake is laser focused on trying to put his challenger away. Pandora is back to her feet and turns around AS JAKE GOES FOR THE MISSILE DROPKICK FROM THE TOP–
Gavin Kirkland: NOBODY HOME! OH NO!! PANDORA GOT OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND AND JAKE CRASHES AND BURNS ON THE MAT!! THAT’S HORRIBLE!
Deadprez: Yeah, it’s a real shame, Dawg. Jake took some damage there as Pandora backs up to the ropes as Jake gets back to his feet very slowly AS PANDORA GOES FOR A KICK—
Sienna Swann: JAKE CAUGHT IT AND GETS PANDORA UP INTO THE POWERBOMB POSITION! JAKE LOOKING FOR THE BUCKLE BOMB–
Gavin Kirkland: PANDORA COUNTERS WITH A MODIFIED HEADSCISSORS SENDING JAKE FACE FIRST INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! Jake holds his face as he turns around–
Sienna Swann: RIGHT INTO “THE CAT’S PAW”! WHAT A SUPERKICK BY THE CHALLENGER! THAT PAW HAD SOME CLAWS AND IT COULD GET HER THE TITLE HERE AS SHE HOOKS THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEE!
Deadprez: HE GOT THE SHOULDER UP!! HOLY SHIT, DAWG! THAT WAS EXTREMELY CLOSE! PANDORA WAS A MILLISECOND AWAY FROM BECOMING THE ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION!!
Gavin Kirkland: Prezzy, this has been tremendous action for the Answers World Championship. This match has such high stakes. Not only will the winner become the Answers World Champion, they will be the one who gets a spot in a main event match defending the title at Pain for Pride.
Sienna Swann: As we look at Pandora, she is stunned that Jake is still alive while Silas is screaming like a stupid banshee outside the ring and arguing with the referee. I am not sure if he’s more loud or more stupid. Both yes, but which one more?
Deadprez: It could go either way, but Pandora gets back into the match as she applies a bodyscissors AND SHE THROWS ELBOWS INTO JAKE’S SIDE! Jake flings his head and neck back–
Gavin Kirkland: INTO A REAR NAKED CHOKE FROM PANDORA!! THAT ISN’T PART OF HER USUAL ARSENAL BUT SHE IS WILLING TO DO ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING SHE CAN TO WIN THIS MATCH AND THE TITLE!
Deadprez: SHE NEEDS TO BE CAREFUL BECAUSE THAT COULD SLIP INTO AN ILLEGAL CHOKE AND FORCE HER TO BREAK THE HOLD, BUT LOOK AT JAKE FIGHTING IT!!
Sienna Swann: Sweetie, Jake is going to fight until his last dying breath before he gives up a match or what he considers HIS Answers World Championship to who he considers a nobody–
Gavin Kirkland: LOOK AT THIS!! JAKE HAS ROLLED ONTO HIS KNEES AND IS SOMEHOW ABLE TO GET ON HIS FEET LONG ENOUGH–
Sienna Swann: TO HIT A MODIFIED BACKPACK STUNNER ON PANDORA!! THAT FORCES PANDORA TO RELEASE THE CHOKE!!
Deadprez: Both competitors are spent right now as Pandora’s legs are still wrapped around Jake and he backs up enough to stack Pandora up for a modified roll up!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
Sienna Swann: SWEETIES!! JAKE HAS THE TIGHTS!! THE REF IS AS BLIND AS SILAS RIGHT NOW BECAUSE THEY DON’T SEE IT!! JAKE TRYING TO STEAL IT!!
Gavin Kirkland: I don’t see a thing. What are you talking about?
THHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEE!
Deadprez: PANDORA KICKS OUT AT TWO!! JAKE’S LITTLE SHORTCUT DIDN’T WORK AND THIS MATCH CONTINUES!! LOOK AT JAKE!! HE CAN’T BELIEVE IT!! NOW HE IS THROWING A TEMPER TANTRUM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!
Gavin Kirkland: I really don’t like it when Jake is not happy. He is losing it. Meanwhile on the outside, Silas is laughing his ass off at Jake’s anguish while Caroline has some sort of unreadable expression on her face.
Deadprez: Who knows what Caroline is thinking, but we all know what Jake is thinking. He’s got to be thinking right now that nothing he has tried to put Pandora down for the three count has worked yet and that includes taking a shortcut by grabbing Pandora’s tights.
Sienna Swann: Sweeties, it looks like Jake has finished his little hissy fit as he gets back on his feet AND PANDORA IS BACK ON HER FEET AS WELL! SWEETIES, WE HAVE A STAREDOWN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
Gavin Kirkland: Pandora and Jake are glaring straight daggers at each other and neither one is trying to make a move–
Sienna Swann: PANDORA FIRES THE FIRST SHOT, LITERALLY, WITH A LEFT HAND TO JAKE’S FACE! THAT SHOT FORCES JAKE BACK A FEW STEPS AND THE CROWD IS CHEERING PANDORA–
Deadprez: BUT JAKE COMES BACK WITH A LEFT HAND OF HIS OWN AND THEY ARE BOOING JAKE!!
Gavin Kirkland: Pandora was rocked a little bit after that shot, BUT PANDORA FIRES BACK WITH ANOTHER LEFT HAND! BUT HERE COMES JAKE WITH ANOTHER SHOT OF HIS OWN–
Sienna Swann: AND THE BRAWL BEGINS, SWEETIES! CHAMPION AND CHALLENGER ARE JUST BEATING THE HELL OUT OF EACH OTHER IN THE CENTER OF THE RING WITH THIS FIST FIGHT!!
Deadprez: THESE TWO ARE NOT HOLDING BACK AT ALL AS THE FISTS ARE FLYING AND PANDORA CAUGHT JAKE IN THE FACE WITH A PUNCH! RIGHT IN THE NOSE AGAIN! IF JAKE’S NOSE WASN’T BROKEN BEFORE, IT SURE AS HELL IS NOW!!
Gavin Kirkland: THAT’S A MILLION DOLLAR FACE YOU JUST BROKE, PANDORA!!
Deadprez: But look at the referee! They are doing everything they can in order to regain control of this match, but they are having no luck at all with this situation. Jake and Pandora are completely ignoring the referee and just punching the hell out of each other.
Sienna Swann: The referee tried being nice AND GET RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FIGHT AND FORCEFULLY SEPARATE THEM!! THEY STOP THE PUNCHING BECAUSE IF THEY PUNCH THE REFEREE, THEY GET DISQUALIFIED!
(The referee keeps the competitors separated for a moment before completely waving them off.)
Referee: You know what? SCREW IT!! You two wanna kill each other so badly? THEN GO RIGHT AHEAD!!
Gavin Kirkland: DID I JUST HEAR THAT RIGHT?
Sienna Swann: I think you did, Sweetie. The referee has had enough and instead of disqualifying both competitors, they just throw the rule book out the window and is just going to let them go at it.
Deadprez: What that means is the referee’s main purpose is to count pins or call for the bell for a submission. Things just got interesting in this match, dawg. Now let’s see what these two are going to do to each other–
Gavin Kirkland: LOW BLOW!! THE RULES HAVE ONLY BEEN THROWN OUT FOR THIRTY SECONDS AND PANDORA KICKS JAKE IN HIS LITTLE JAKE!
Sienna Swann: Jake falls to the mat and Pandora rushes over to the corner and immediately starts trying to take off the turnbuckle covering. Damn that Silas Mason. You give any of his team members an inch and they are going to take about six miles, sweeties. He makes me sick.
Deadprez: Very true, but now Pandora is still trying to take off turnbuckle covering as Jake is in major pain right now along with being a major pain.
Gavin Kirkland: Now Pandora is going to take full advantage of the change in rules as she forgets the turnbuckle cover for now and grabs Jake by the hair and brings him back to his feet. Jake is being dragged over to the corner.
Deadprez: Pandora rears Jake back AND GOES TO TRY AND SMASH HIS FACE INTO THE TURNBUCKLE, BUT JAKE GETS HIS BOOT UP AND BLOCKS IT! JAKE WITH AN ELBOW TO FORCE PANDORA TO LET HIM GO!
Sienna Swann: Jake returns the favor and grabs Pandora by the back of the head AND HE TRIES TO SMASH HER FACE INTO THE TURNBUCKLE, BUT PANDORA BLOCKS IT AS WELL AND HITS JAKE WITH A BACK ELBOW!
Gavin Kirkland: Pandora is free BEFORE FOLLOWING UP THE ELBOW WITH A DROPKICK SENDING JAKE THROUGH THE ROPES AND TO THE ARENA FLOOR!! Jake is down and Pandora rolls out of the ring on another side and is now looking for something under the ring.
Sienna Swann: Sweeties, it’s completely obvious that as soon as the referee let them go, it was going to turn into a street fight like right now as Pandora has pulled out a steel chair from under the ring.
Deadprez: Pandora has such a sadistic smile on her face as she cracks the chair onto the ground for good measure before stalking Jake on the other side of the ring.
Gavin Kirkland: I don’t like this at all. Pandora might unalive Jake in this match as she brings the chair up ready to crack Jake in the skull!
Sienna Swann: This is going to get hardcore and violent AS PANDORA SWINGS THE CHAIR AT JAKE–
(CRACK!!)
Deadprez: JAKE USED THAT DOWNTIME TO RECOVER! JAKE WAS ABLE TO SNEAK UNDER THE RING ENOUGH TO GRAB A CHAIR OF HIS OWN AND BOTH CHAMPION AND CHALLENGER CONNECT WITH CHAIR SHOTS TO THE SKULL!
Gavin Kirkland: Those were some sickening thuds and now both Champion and Challenger are down on the outside of the ring after being clobbered in the head with steel chairs.
Deadprez: The referee is out there to check on Pandora and Jake, but they will not start a count after throwing the rules out. But they could call for the bell should they determine that a competitor absolutely can’t continue, dawg.
Sienna Swann: Sweeties, this match is going to have a winner one way or another. There is a reason why this match is tonight’s main event. Now we see both competitors are trying to get back to their feet.
Gavin Kirkland: The competitors are struggling to get back to their feet and they miraculously do as they roll back into the ring AND JAKE SNEAKS IN A BICYCLE KICK TO PANDORA’S HEAD TAKING HER DOWN!!
Sienna Swann: Sweeties, Jake sees the turnbuckle cover and immediately tries to remove it, maybe with better luck than Pandora had earlier… and he does! We have an exposed turnbuckle and Jake grabs Pandora and drags her over to the turnbuckle again.
Deadprez: Jake pulls her up and tries to SMASH HER HEAD INTO THE TURNBUCKLE, BUT PANDORA IS BLOCKING IT AGAIN! JAKE TRIES AGAIN, BUT PANDORA IS STILL BLOCKING IT–
Gavin Kirkland: “CAT CLAWS”! PANDORA RAKES JAKE’S EYES AS HE FALLS TO THE MAT TRYING TO GET THE STING OUT OF HIS EYES–
Sienna Swann: CAROLINE!! SWEETIES, CAROLINE IS ON THE APRON AND TRYING TO GET IN THE RING TO TRY TO RUN INTERFERENCE TO BUY JAKE SOME TIME–
Deadprez: SILAS MASON!! SILAS GRABS CAROLINE BY THE LEG AND PULLS HER OUTSIDE THE RING!! THESE FANS ARE ACTUALLY CHEERING FOR SILAS’ STOPPING OF CAROLINE!
Gavin Kirkland: I mean do these people really hate Caroline and Jake more than they do Silas World?
Deadprez: Dawg, this Dublin crowd is firmly behind their fellow European born Pandora. They want to see Pandora win this match and the title which means Silas Mason is loved by association… weirdly. But Silas is yelling at Caroline about trying to cheat in this match–
Sienna Swann: THE MIST!! SWEETIES, CAROLINE GOT THE MIST ON SILAS! BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! HE IS BLINDED AND FLAILING ON THE FLOOR IN PAIN! THIS MIGHT BE ONE OF THE BEST DAYS EVER!!
Gavin Kirkland: Silas Mason has been taken out of the equation as Caroline slides right back into the ring and grabs Pandora with the headlock! CAROLINE LOOKING FOR THE HEADLOCK DRIVER!
(Suddenly the crowd is starting to cheer very loudly.)
Sienna Swann: SWEETIES! LOOK WHO JUST GOT IN THE RING!! IT’S HALSEY NEEL!! PANDORA’S REALLY GOOD FRIEND HAS COME DOWN AND SHE GRABS CAROLINE AND TAKES HER DOWN!
Deadprez: CAROLINE AND HALSEY ARE NOW FIGHTING AS THEY HAVE ROLLED OUT OF THE RING! THEY ARE ON THEIR FEET AND CONTINUING TO BEAT THE HELL OUT OF EACH OTHER AS THEY HEAD THEIR WAY BACKSTAGE!!
Gavin Kirkland: I guess we can say this match is officially one on one as Pandora is on her knees trying to recover–
Sienna Swann: “GOD COMPLEX”! JAKE GOT THE KNEE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD AND PANDORA IS OUT!! SWEETIES, JAKE HAS SUCH A SHIT EATING GRIN ON HIS FACE AS HE ROLLS PANDORA OVER AND HOOKS THE LEG! JAKE IS GOING TO PAIN FOR PRIDE!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEE!
Deadprez: SHE KICKED OUT!! SHE KICKED OUT!! OH MY GAWD, DAWG!! PANDORA KICKED OUT OF THE “GOD COMPLEX”! NOBODY CAN BELIEVE IT RIGHT NOW!! JAKE IS IN SHOCK RIGHT NOW!
Gavin Kirkland: Now Jake is just punching the crap out of Pandora and trying to choke her out as Jake still can’t put Pandora away to the point he might be at the level of desperation.
Deadprez: Jake has been a desperate man for his entire career, so what else is new? Jake is just beating the hell out of Pandora as he brings her back to her feet. Jake is clutching both of Pandora’s wrists AS HE TRIES TO APPLY “THE DEVICE”–
Sienna Swann: PANDORA ESCAPES THE SUBMISSION AND GRABS JAKE BY THE HEAD AND DROPS HIM WITH THE “CATASTROPHE”! SWEETIES, THE HEADLOCK DRIVER SPIKES JAKE AND NOW PANDORA GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEE!
Gavin Kirkland: JAKE KICKED OUT!! OH THAT WAS SO CLOSE! THERE IS A GOD! JAKE IS STILL IN THIS MATCH AND PANDORA CAN’T BELIEVE IT! THIS CROWD IS ABSOLUTELY PISSED! LISTEN TO THEM BOOING JAKE SURVIVING! SUCH JEALOUSY!
Sienna Swann: Sweetie, that’s not the case at all. Pandora pulls Jake back to his feet AND TRIES FOR THE “PANDORUM”–
Deadprez: JAKE GETS OUT OF THE WAY AND HITS A SUPERKICK! PANDORA IS STILL ON HER FEET AS JAKE HITS THE ROPES AND JUMPS ONTO THE SECOND ROPE TO TRY FOR THE “STARMAKER”–
Gavin Kirkland: PANDORA IS ABLE TO GET OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND! BUT JAKE LANDS ON HIS FEET AND TRIES TO GO FOR A KICK–
Deadprez: BUT PANDORA GRABS JAKE BY THE WAISTS AND MOVES HIM TO THE CORNER AND FACE FIRST INTO THAT EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE!! JAKE GETS UP CLOSE WITH THE STEEL TURNBUCKLE AS JAKE COMES STUMBLING OUT OF THE CORNER—
Gavin Kirkland: AND INTO “PANDORA’S BOX”! THAT BIG BOOT CAUGHT JAKE IN THE FACE AND HE FALLS TO THE MAT!! PANDORA FEELS LIKE THIS IS IT AND GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Sienna Swann: SHE’S DONE IT!! SWEETIES! PANDORA HAS WON! PANDORA IS GOING TO PAIN FOR PRIDE!
Gavin Kirkland: WAIT A SECOND!! THE REFEREE IS WAVING IT OFF! THE TIMEKEEPER RANG THE BELL EARLY AND THE REFEREE IS TRYING TO GET PANDORA’S ATTENTION AND TELLS HER TO LOOK–
Deadprez: AT THE FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!! JAKE GOT HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE AND THEY STOP THE COUNT! THE REFEREE LET THEM KILL EACH OTHER BUT ROPE BREAKS ARE STILL PART OF THE MATCH! I THOUGHT JAKE WAS UNCONSCIOUS DAWG–
(Pandora can’t believe that Jake got a rope break, but she looks outside the ring to see someone she didn’t expect to see.)
Sienna Swann: IT’S VEENA!! VEENA ADAMS IS HERE! SHE WAS THE ONE WHO PUT JAKE’S FOOT ON THE ROPE!! THE CROWD IS IN ABSOLUTE SHOCK!! WHY WOULD VEENA WANNA HELP JAKE?
Deadprez: It’s not to help Jake at all! She hates the bastard! It’s because Veena has become so obsessed with beating Jake at Pain for Pride that she wants to make sure Jake wins the match and not Pandora!
Sienna Swann: Pandora puts the pieces together AND SHE IS GOING ABSOLUTELY BALLISTIC!! SHE IS RIGHTFULLY ANGRY BECAUSE THIS COULD HAVE BEEN HER BEST CHANCE TO WIN THE TITLE!!
Gavin Kirkland: Pandora is absolutely pissed off as she rolls right out of the ring and gets right in Veena’s face. But Veena is naturally not backing down from a very angry Pandora.
Pandora Paisley: What the bloody hell is your fucking problem? I was about to win the title and go to Pain for Pride! What is wrong with you?
(Pandora is glaring daggers at Veena, but Veena isn’t intimidated in the slightest.)
Veena Adams: Look, Pandora. This is nothing personal. This has absolutely nothing to do with you. There is no doubt in my mind that your time will come, but that time is not now.
Pandora Paisley: Oh yeah?
Veena Adams: Yeah. I NEED to face Jake at Pain for Pride! I NEED my revenge and I NEED MY Answers World Championship back.
Sienna Swann: The crowd in the front rows are calling bullshit, sweeties, but Pandora is looking very rational right now! She nods in understanding and goes to roll back into the ring–-
Deadprez: BUT INSTEAD, SHE CLOCKS VEENA WITH “PANDORUM”! WHAT A RIGHT HOOK TO VEENA’S JAW AND VEENA GOES DOWN!! THAT LOOKED LIKE A KNOCKOUT SHOT!
Crowd: PAN-DOR-A! PAN-DOR-A! PAN-DOR-A! PAN-DOR-A! PAN-DOR-A!
Gavin Kirkland: Listen to this crowd of savages!! They are actually cheering Pandora’s act of ruthlessness. Veena didn’t deserve that.
Deadprez: The hell she didn’t, Dawg! I normally make remarks like that to Veena, but obsession and revenge aspirations aside, she shouldn’t have been out here trying to skew the results.
Sienna Swann: Pandora looks proud of herself as Veena is down on the floor as she rolls back into the ring and gets back to her feet–
Gavin Kirkland: BUT SHE RUNS RIGHT INTO THE “STARMAKER” FROM JAKE!! HE GOT THE CUTTER THIS TIME AND PANDORA WAS SPIKED ONTO THE MAT HARD!! SHE GAVE JAKE TIME TO RECOVER AND IT COULD COST HER AS JAKE GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEE!
Sienna Swann: SWEETIES, HOW IN THE HELL WAS SHE ABLE TO DO THAT? SHE GOT THE SHOULDER UP!! BARELY JUST BARELY!! BUT HOW?!?!
Deadprez: She is determined to win this match at any cost and this Dublin crowd is firmly behind the challenger to win this match as we see Jake about five seconds away from a breakdown as gets to his feet.
Gavin Kirkland: Jake grabs Pandora’s wrists and this is not going to be good–
Sienna Swann: AND JAKE IS JUST STOMPING ALL OVER PANDORA!! TO THE CHEST! TO THE FACE! TO THE HEAD! THIS IS JUST UGLY!!
Gavin Kirkland: Sienna, you are bearing witness to the infamous “crushcrushcrush”! Jake is done playing around as he goes to one of his most ultimate moves in his arsenal!
Deadprez: JAKE IS JUST BEING RELENTLESS WITH THOSE STOMPS AND THE REFEREE IS THERE TO CHECK ON PANDORA AS THOSE STOMPS HAVE JUST BUSTED HER OPEN!! OH MY GAWD DAWG!
Sienna Swann: THE REFEREE CAN’T TAKE THIS!! THE REFEREE IS ABOUT TO CALL THIS MATCH THEY HAVE SEEN ENOUGH–
Pandora Paisley: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Gavin Kirkland: HOW IN THE HELL IS SHE STILL IN THIS MATCH? HOW IS SHE STILL ALIVE!
Deadprez: SHE DOES NOT WANT THIS MATCH TO END! SHE STILL HAS A CHANCE IN THIS MATCH! BUT THAT CHANCE IS DROPPING WITH EVERY SECOND THAT SHE CAN’T GET FREE!
Sienna Swann: JAKE HAS SUCH A SADISTIC SMILE ON HIS FACE AS HE STOMPING PANDORA TO DEATH!! BUT THIS CROWD IS STILL CHEERING LOUDLY FOR PANDORA!!
Gavin Kirkland: PANDORA IS TRYING TO FIGHT IT! SHE HAS LASTED LONGER IN “CRUSHCRUSHCRUSH” THEN ANYBODY ELSE I HAVE SEEN TAKE THIS MOVE! PANDORA DOES NOT WANT TO GIVE IT UP!
Deadprez: THE REFEREE IS CHECKING PANDORA TO SEE IF SHE IS STILL WANTING TO STAY IN THIS MATCH! BUT THE BLOOD IS FLOWING HEAVILY AND COVERING PANDORA IN THE INFAMOUS CRIMSON MASK! I DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH MORE PANDORA CAN TAKE!
(The referee is down on the mat checking on Pandora as Jake is still stomping the hell out of her….)
(But she is completely unresponsive….)
Referee: SHE’S OUT! RING THE BELL! RING THE BELL!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(The referee has called for the bell and the crowd is in stunned silence as they can’t believe what just happened. The referee tells Jake to let Pandora go as Gina Romano announces the final decision of the match.)
Gina Romano: Ladies and gentlemen. The winner of this match….
Gina Romano: AND STILLLLLLLLLLLL THE ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION! JAKE! SMITH!
(‘Stop Breathing’ starts to play again as the crowd fully realizes what this means and immediately starts booing Jake out of the building as he makes it worse by egging on the crowd.)
Deadprez: Dawg… I… I am absolutely speechless right now. I am not even sure what to say.
Gavin Kirkland: NO! JAKE WON!! JAKE RETAINED HIS TITLE AND HE IS GOING BACK TO THE MAIN EVENT OF PAIN FOR PRIDE! NOOOOOOO!!!
(The referee hands Jake the title and raises his arm in victory, but he doesn’t stay very long as he gets the hell out of the ring and heads up the entrance ramp.)
Sienna Swann: Sweeties, we expected this match to be a war and a fight and we got that and more.
(As Jake heads up the entrance ramp, Veena has rolled into the ring and is staring Jake down.)
Gavin Kirkland: Jake and Pandora put on a match for the ages that showed how badly these two wanted the match. Wanted the title. Wanted to main event Pain for Pride. It could have gone either way, but Jake was the one who won.
Deadprez: But the question is can you give Veena the assist for that victory because if Veena didn’t interfere and put Jake’s foot on the rope. Pandora would have won.
(As we see the medical staff going over to check on Pandora, Jake stops halfway up the ramp as Bea Valentine is here at the top of the ramp and watching everything unfold.
Sienna Swann: There you have it, sweeties. The Showdown main event of Pain for Pride is official. We now know that it will be Jake Smith defending the Answers World Championship against Bea Valentine and Veena Adams.
(The camera cuts to Pandora, who is now sitting up and leaning against the ropes. She is bloody as the medical staff is checking on Pandora. Silas Mason has also rolled into the ring to check on Pandora. All the while, Pandora is watching everything unfold with tears in her eyes as she shakes in complete anger.)
Deadprez: You have got to give it to Pandora. She wanted this match. She wanted it bad and you would have to assume that the title was hers if it wasn’t for Veena. This is an absolute heartbreaker, dawg.
Sienna Swann: One moment and Pandora is unfortunately on the outside looking in. Pandora proved that she can compete with the best of them. She had a chance for it all, but she unfortunately is leaving with nothing. Sweeties, you have to believe Pandora’s moment is coming.
Gavin Kirkland: As Veena said, it wasn’t tonight. But I agree it is coming.
Deadprez: Shut up, dawg. But be that as it may. By hook or by crook, Jake retains the title and goes to Pain for Pride with two very hungry challengers on his tail. This was certainly a way to end the first night of Fighting Spirit. Thank you for joining us and we will see everyone tomorrow night for Fighting Spirit night two!
(The camera one more time shows the absolutely bloodied Pandora shaking in anger, tears washing away the blood on her face and what seems to be a broken nose, busted lip, and even missing teeth.)
Sienna Swann: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned.
(The final shot shows Bea, Veena, and Jake staring at one another as Jake holds on tightly to his title pointing at the Pain For Pride sign with a smile on his face as the show fades to black.)
(EAW Logo Buzzes….)
NIGHT TWO
(The first match card graphic of the night is shown.)
(https://i.imgur.com/Cn2U8Wk.png)
(Stephie Love is in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Stephie Love: And it is for the EAW World Heavyweight Championship!
(‘DIVE in LIVE!’ by YOLOZ hits. Anna Wautier comes out, and the challenger is greeted by cheers from the fans as she makes her way to the ring in a focused state.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, the challenger! From Yokohama, Japan, she is the Thorn Princess… ANNNNAAAAA WAUUUUTIIIIEEEEER!
Stew-O: Biggest match of her career, but Anna is unphased! She’s made it known she is ready to go; that she isn’t going to allow for the myth of Michael Machina to get to her. Even with the big task ahead, she is confident and ready to go!
Jake Mercer: I think it helps that we’re now coming up on eleven months since she debuted. Still a rookie, but she’s had her matches against some of the brightest and biggest stars on Dynasty. The pressure isn’t getting to her head. She knows what this is all about, and she is determined to win!
Flannery McCoy: Guess we’ll see if that calmness can help her here tonight.
(Anna is in the ring, and does some light warm ups. She crouches in her corner, where her head immediately turns to the stage.)
(‘Apostle’s Warning’ by Mobb Deep hits, and the fans roar in cheers for Michael Machina who makes his way next!)
Stephie Love: And the champion! From Brooklyn, New York, he is the CURRENT reigning and defending EAW World Heavyweight Champion… MIIIIICHAAAAAAEL MAAAAAAACHIIIIIIINAAAAAA!
Stew-O: And the champion is just as ready to go! If he wins tonight, this will be yet another main event at Pain for Pride waiting for him—and considering his opponents, he is looking to shut them up for good! Beyond the pride and vanity comes some personal stakes!
Jake Mercer: And you’re right about that! Michael wants to move on and beat Drake King and Cy Henderson, finally ridding both of them from the main event scene and ensure neither of them gets to hold the championship! But this is the last stop, the last hurdle, and he has to remain on his game!
(Michael gets in the ring and hands off the title. The referee raises it up high at the center. Then, after confirming Anna and Michael were ready to go…)
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: The bell rings! Anna Wautier has shown glimmers of potential despite being in her rookie season. Will she be able to realize all of that tonight as she takes on Michael Machina, who had one of the most explosive rises ever seen in the history of EAW when he himself was in the same spot as her, or will the World Heavyweight Champion carry onward to further immortality as Pain for Pride looms?
Jake Mercer: Gotta think that Drake King and Cy Henderson will be watching this contest quite closely; whoever wins will be who they face at Pain for Pride for the title. They could be going up against a rookie who’s on the cusp of becoming the first-ever female World Heavyweight Champion, or an all-too familiar foe for them both. Either way, they can’t take the victor, whoever they may be, lightly, because the job’s not done until it’s done next month in June!
Flannery McCoy: And right now, work has to be done for Anna, who steps in and feels Michael out with a sharp kick to the leg! Looked like Michael wasn’t expecting that at all! The champion shakes out the hit leg, and Anna fires off with one to the left! The challenger is looking to be precise but not meek, knowing that she has an insane size disadvantage working against her in this match. But she shows no signs of trepidation, even with Michael stepping in! Lock up evaded as she ducks underneath those broad arms and looks to send a kick to the back of the knee! He drops, and she hooks her own arms around his head, cinching in a sidelock that way! At least she’s moving quickly.
Stew-O: That she is. Give Michael an inch and he’s going to find a way to bulldoze towards a mile. Anna wants to avoid that—JUST AS MUCH AS SHE WANTS TO AVOID TAKING A HORRENDOUS DROP AS SHE’S SCOOPED UP INTO THE AIR! OH NO!
Crowd: :damn: :damn: :damn: !!!
Jake Mercer: And Anna—AVOIDS THE NASTY OUTCOME, INSTEAD SENDING MICHAEL THROUGH WITH A SNAPMARE! Wonderful reversal there by Wautier! Michael pops back up and rushes at her, swinging with a clothesline!
Crowd: :lupe:
Flannery McCoy: She ducks it! Hitting the ropes, and she comes back—RUNNING HURRICANRANA….!
Stew-O: BLOCKED! Michael was able to curb the momentum of the swing and instead, hoists her up! AND WE KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS! HE’S GOING FOR THAT DEVASTATING POWERBOMB ALREADY!
Jake Mercer: Uh oh! He hits this here and it could very well be all over for Anna right off the bat!
Flannery McCoy: Michael gets a running start—BUT ANNA IS PUNCHING HIM! She fires off with those hits, then transitions into sharp elbows, aiming for the forehead! That gets Michael to slow and stagger towards the corner! Anna’s gotta be careful though, because IT LOOKS LIKE HE MIGHT TURN IT INTO A BUCKLE BOMB AGAINST HER!
Stew-O: NO! ANNA HAS HOLD OF THE ARM AND FALLS BACK, HANGING OFF WITH THE ARMBAR! ARMBAR LOCKED! MICHAEL MACHINA IS TRAPPED BY THAT COUNTER, AND THE FANS LOOK ON IN SHOCK! THE REFEREE STEPS IN, AND THAT’S WHEN ANNA LETS GO, ABLE TO LAND SAFELY ON THE FLOOR! MEANWHILE, MICHAEL IS WALKING AWAY, SHAKING OFF THE ARM! SHE ALMOST DISLOCATED HIS SHOULDER THERE!
Jake Mercer: Holy hell! And if she had been able to do that, that would’ve changed the swing of this match dramatically already! Michael looks ready to go again however, and the champion knows that giving his opponent any chance to gather themself isn’t going to work out in his favor! He turns…oh, and Anna is back up! She hops up onto the middle rope, DECKING HIM WITH THAT ELEVATED KNEE TO THE FACE! Picture-perfect shot right there! I can’t believe I’m even seeing this, but—so far, Anna Wautier is the one who has a handle of things in the early goings of this match! She’s not rushing or fretting!
Flannery McCoy: That does make the difference: she’s anxious, but she’s not allowing that to make her reckless. She’s taking her chances and remaining aware of the threat Michael possesses! For now, she has the champion staggered, and the challenger slips in between the middle ropes, having her foot on the bottom one. She waits for Michael to turn around… and he does. She makes her move, slingshotting in—SPRINGBOARD TORNADO FLATLINER!
Stew-O: …!!! WAIT! MICHAEL CAUGHT HER MID-MOTION! OH MY GOD, HE STOPPED HER IN HER TRACKS!
Jake Mercer: THERE’S where the horrific size advantage comes into play! Nevermind the fact that Michael is just a freakishly-strong athlete, but he can catch anyone with ease, and he just did so right before our very eyes! Anna is squirming, trying to will herself out of this, but Michael shifts and—and I think he might be looking for a bear hug of some kind! Damn! He’s looking to squeeze some of that fight and life out of her!
Flannery McCoy: BUT SHE CATCHES HIM WITH THE BELL CLAP, STINGING HIS EARS AND FORCING HIM TO RELEASE! Anna is able to land on her feet! She pivots, striking him in the abdomen with her stomach! The champion hunches forward and Anna strikes with a roundhouse to the side of the head! That one lands flush as well! Now, Wautier hits the ropes, looking for something—AND SHE GETS STEAMROLLED WITH A SHOULDER BLOCK! Oh, the rallying cry of the challenger has been halted, and she immediately clutches at that right shoulder, wincing!
Stew-O: Nasty, nasty impact right there. Anna rolls away, having the presence of mind to gather some distance in order to recover. However, Michael has gotten his bearings, and the entirety of his focus is placed back on her. He strides over and grabs hold of her, pulling her in. He raises her, keeping her in the air with the vertical position! He marches toward the center, not at all shaking, not at all trembling; resolute and solid as ever is he, and he keeps her there! The fans begin to count along!
Crowd: ## ONE!
Crowd: ## TWO!
Crowd: ## THREE!
Crowd: ## FOUR..!
Crowd: ## FIVE….!!
Jake Mercer: And Anna….whoa! Wait, wait, WAIT! She fell down and behind, wrapping her legs around Michael while her arm latched around his throat! Holy shit! She got a backpack choke on him! Michael’s knees give slightly as he realizes what just happened! However, he isn’t remaining idle; shaking his head as his hands go to try and pry her arm off. Yet, the challenger’s limb is hardly budging! In fact? She tightens it, looking to draw out some of that air from him!
Flannery McCoy: Anna doing what she can to curtail the fight Michael has. She doesn’t want this to go on for too long as Michael isn’t the kind of big man to get winded easily, and dare I say he only goes harder the longer a fight stretches. He’s just as gutsy and stubborn as he is powerful! And sure enough, he’s looking to pull her off of him, but Anna is being just as stubborn, refusing to let him escape!
Stew-O: Yeah, this is starting to become a bit more desperate on both Elitists’ end. Michael looks to the ropes, then shakes his head. He doesn’t want to force a break that way… but he will go for it as he suddenly backpedals! He runs to the corner and Anna gets SMUSHED! Her arm loosens, and Michael feels his chance at freedom, but not before delivering a HARSH BACK ELBOW TO BOOT! GOODNESS! Anna slinks down into a seated position from that, favoring her forehead!
Jake Mercer: :yikes: Oh man, that was gnarly! Again, and I hate to sound like a broken record, but that size disparity really makes a difference when it comes to not only being able to escape certain applications of moves, but being able to deliver hits like that. It never feels good to get clocked with the point of someone’s elbow, but imagine the extra bit of force goes into someone like Michael hitting you with his! :lupe:
Flannery McCoy: It’s an unfortunate reality that Anna is feeling and seeing for herself. Michael grabs her shoulders and FLINGS HER ACROSS THE RING! OH MY GOODNESS! LIKE A RAGDOLL, SHE JUST GOES BARRELING DOWN INTO THE CANVAS, AND MICHAEL DROPS DOWN INTO THE COVER!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOO—
Stew-O: A two-count for the first pin attempt of this world heavyweight championship match by the defending champion. While it didn’t net him the win from early, it did put a damper on Anna’s plan for an advantage here. Michael Machina is firmly in the driver’s seat.
Jake Mercer: And whenever Michael is in this spot, it is extremely difficult to get him away from it. That is why so many Elitists understand how crucial it is to weaken him from early on. Anna had the right idea. It just didn’t last all that long for her in this case.
Flannery McCoy: At least she’s beginning to get a move on, looking to get up… and she’s holding onto that shoulder. It did look like part of it took some of the impact when she crashed into the mat thanks to that biel throw. Unfortunately for her, the champion is right behind, and his arms latch on to her as he has hold of her waist! And Anna might be going for another bumpy ride here in just a moment!
Stew-O: That she might—or, perhaps not! Anna fires off with the left arm, catching Michael on the temple with a back elbow of her own! She’s dishing out a bit of his medicine for him to taste, but the champion doesn’t let go! He’s just stopped!
Jake Mercer: But that’s enough! A moment of hesitation, and Anna fires off with more and more of that elbow! Michael’s head damn near gets ping-ponged here as Wautier fights with all of her heart to force him to let go! AND HE DOES!
Flannery McCoy: Wow! She quite literally fought out of that one! Michael grimaces, but he’s looking to grab her again—PELE KICK! PELE KICK! ANNA STRUCK HIM, AND HE GOES TUMBLING INTO THE MIDDLE ROPE! WHAT KEEN INSTINCTS BY THE THORN PRINCESS! That puts a pause on the Machine’s gears, and seeing that, she doesn’t waste time! Once more does she hit the ropes, and she comes back on the rebound, striking him with a tiger feint kick! Michael rolls backwards and lands right on his rear! Anna rotates that shoulder one more time, ensuring that it isn’t painful, and eyes Michael! He struggles to get up! Anna takes her chances with a spring up—AND SHE SOARS INTO THE AIR WITH A CROSSBODY, TOPPLING HIM DOWN! SHE TURNS IT INTO A PINNING PREDICAMENT, TOO!
Stew-O: An impressive way to get a cover! The referee slides in and initiates the count!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWO—
Jake Mercer: Oh shit, she gets pushed off! That strength comes into play, but Anna doesn’t dare to allow for that to catch her off guard! She scrambles and draws Michael up into a kneeling position! She plants her hands on the mat, raises her legs and—OH MY GOD, HURRICANRANA DRIVER! SHE SPIKES HIM THE FUCK DOWN WITH THAT! RIGHT TO THE DOME!
Stew-O: Another impressive move from her repertoire, and effective as can be! X marks the spot! Anna covers again!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO—
Stew-O: Shoulder up! A two count, but that wasn’t as urgent as the other one! Means that the champion is hurting!
Jake Mercer: Damn. Guess Anna is finding back that little bit of rhythm she had earlier! She mounts Michael and unloads with some of those elbows again, striking where she drove him on the head. That’s smart! Painful and disorienting, regardless of who a person is!
Flannery McCoy: Yeah, she could make Michael woozy here and seeing stars. Now, Anna shifts and—oh, look! She’s grabbing the right arm: the same one she held as she was over those ropes! She’s going for a cross armbreaker on Michael!
Stew-O: Looks like she remembered that was a bit of a sore spot for him, and she’s looking to target it! Michael, even though he’s down, realizes what’s going on, and immediately shifts into defense! Hands clasp each other, refusing to allow Wautier the gain leverage to apply a full-on submission!
Jake Mercer: And she struggles… now, she shoots up and STOMPS DOWN ON THE RIGHT ELBOW! WHOA!
Flannery McCoy: :roman: !!! And Michael rolls away, clutching it! I–I didn’t even know Anna could have that in her! Goodness! But you can’t fault her for getting just a bit ruthless with the attacks!
Jake Mercer: Well, would anyone!? We saw this man toss her like a bad plate of friggin’ coleslaw for crying out loud and almost injure her OWN arm in the process! You gotta get nasty and aggressive in these matches at times, and Anna, so far, is gaining a lead as she grabs that same arm of Machina’s, looking for that submission again—
Stew-O: —But she drops to her knees after taking a stiff punch from the free hand! The challenger’s eyes snap shut in reaction to the sting of her cheek! Michael looks to get up, but Anna reopens her eyes in time to see him and rushes forward! She leaps up, and HOPS ONTO MICHAEL, SENDING HIM DOWN WITH THE CRUCIFIX DRIVER! SHOULDERS ON THE MAT TOO!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOO—
Stew-O: And a kickout! Michael rolls toward the corner, holding the top of his head. So far, Anna is finding her groove again. If she can keep this off, then perhaps her becoming the new champion won’t be a far-distant dream for her to achieve!
Jake Mercer: Anna believes so at least, because here she comes and with a charge, she SMASHES her knees into Machina! Speed coming into play as she moves hastily, following that up with a step-up double door stomp to the chest! She gets off, and Michael rolls onto the mat! Anna goes over and scales to the middle rope, looking to complete a trifecta! The fans rise and watch on as Anna TAKES FLIGHT WITH A MOONSAULT!
Flannery McCoy: BUT MICHAEL ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY—
Stew-O: —ONLY FOR ANNA TO HAVE LANDED ON HER FEET, AND SHE GETS HIM WITH THE STANDING MOONSAULT INSTEAD! THE FANS CHEER FOR THAT, IMPRESSED WITH THE QUICK REFLEXES ON HER PART! She goes for yet ANOTHER pin attempt off of that!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOO—
Jake Mercer: Ah, but still, not enough! She’s gonna have to start going a little harder than that if she wants to wrap things up! Michael’s in a vulnerable spot!
Flannery McCoy: He is, and Anna knows she has her best chance right here! She starts to lead him up—-and she’s struck with a blow to the stomach, causing her to let go! :lupe: !! Michael is already trying to fight back in spite of the moonsault he took! He looks to hit her again, but this time, Anna blocks it with her knee—AND SHE SPUN FOR A BACK THRUST KICK TO THE FACE! Follows that up with a forearm, putting as much of her weight as she can behind that!
Stew-O: She strikes with a few more for added measure! Michael can’t defend, either! Never thought we’d see Anna be the one to edge out against him in the striking department, but she’s doing a good job of that thus far! She winds her hand back—
(SMAAAAAACK!)
Stew-O: PALM STRIKE!
Jake Mercer: :damn: !!
Flannery McCoy: Right across the face! Probably a bit of payback too from when Michael punched her earlier in the same spot! That manages to stun him and Anna climbs up to the middle rope once more. She eyes him down and comes in with a crossbody!
Stew-O: BUT IS CAUGHT! MICHAEL HAS HER UP AND HE SHAKES HIS HEAD! Anna is squirming, trying to see if she can get his grip to loosen, but that’s not happening! Michael steps out to the middle and sends her crashing down on the knee with the backbreaker! Anna is in unfortunate pain now!
Jake Mercer: Damn! Michael still has hold of her, too! He drives her down on the knee AGAIN! Anna can’t fight back, and he raises her up before sending her up and over! Her back crashes down onto the canvas! I would not be surprised if her back is compromised from that!
Stew-O: A troubling way for her momentum to be halted. However, the New Legend is able to gain a much-needed second wind here. Michael is back up on his feet, taking a few seconds to feel out his body. That arm of his doesn’t seem to be in heavy disarray, and he gets moving, grabbing Wautier! He DEADLIFTS HER UP, AND SHE GOES BARRELING DOWN WITH THE RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX! AWFUL landing there; she may have fallen on that shoulder once more!
Flannery McCoy: It definitely looked like it! And again, Anna being on the receiving end of these throws and suplexes is going to damage her even more! She’s trying to get up, but Michael closes the distances! ANOTHER German Suplex sends her tumbling down! This is getting bad!
Stew-O: Just blow after blow. Anna weakly crawls over to the corner, relying on the ropes to pull herself up——RIGHT INTO A LARIAT THAT SMUSHES HER AGAINST THE TURNBUCKLES! She goes limp, and Michael SCOOPS HER UP, SLAMMING HER DOWN WITH THE POWERSLAM!
Jake Mercer: A powerful combination of moves there from Machina! Anna looks like she doesn’t even know where she’s at right now! The challenger is slow to even move, but… foolishly, she does, and she’s looking to stand back up for whatever reason! Meanwhile, Michael is all amped up while he backpedals into the corner! The entire arena shoots up, knowing what’s about to come!
Flannery McCoy: :lupe: !!
Stew-O: And Anna Wautier’s world championship dreams may be over and done with! Michael charges in! ‘BULLET FROM HELL’!!
Jake Mercer: RIGHT INTO A SUPERKICK TO THE MUSH! :damn: MICHAEL MACHINA IS STAGGERED AND DAZED!!!
Flannery McCoy: WHAT?!
Stew-O: He—he is! Anna Wautier almost drops down, but at the last possible second, she was able to see Michael rush in and catch him before he could get to her! The awareness displayed was incredible! We all thought that Michael was going to eviscerate her in half!
Jake Mercer: Well, at least Anna doesn’t have to worry about getting split in the middle! She’s hurting, but she eyes down Michael, and gets a running start—HOLY HELL?!?!?!?
Flannery McCoy: SHE JUST CUT HIM DOWN WITH THE ‘TRUENO DESTRADO’!!!! DOUBLE FOOT STOMP FLATTENS MICHAEL MACHINA, AND SHE IMMEDIATELY FALLS INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG WITH BOTH HANDS!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEE—
Stew-O: KICK OUT! KICK OUT! MICHAEL MACHINA GOT THE ARM UP, AND SOME OF THE FANS ALMOST LOOK SURPRISED! I THINK SOME BELIEVED ANNA HAD IT RIGHT THERE!
Jake Mercer: It was certainly the best-case scenario for her on that end! She just kicked the shit out of Michael AND stomped him in the dirt afterward! Anna sits up, and she’s looking at the referee to confirm with them. Sure enough, the official says the match is still continuing!
Flannery McCoy: Almost heartbreaking in a way, but that’s just the nature of these matches. These Elitists are world champions for a reason. Michael Machina may not be immortal, but he damn sure is close to it, and Anna is going to have to dig that little bit deeper in order to truly put him away tonight! Still, there’s no need to despair; she has the clear advantage in this moment and while her body has been through the wire a good few times throughout this match, she’s showing to everyone that she is just as tough too!
Stew-O: That she is. She’s making the most of the spotlight, already putting on what can be considered a career-defining performance——but of course, she doesn’t want to stop at that. She isn’t going to stop until she becomes the new EAW World Heavyweight Champion, and she’s intent on making that dream a reality as she takes hold of Michael by the wrist and slowly returns to a standing base. She forces him up onto his knees, which isn’t an easy endeavor, but manages to do so. She steps in and lands a stiff, sharp kick to the chest! And you can hear some of the ‘wooooos’ and ‘ooooooohs’ from the fans in attendance as they react to that loud shot!
Jake Mercer: I think Anna is in her element, finding that pace; not letting any lingering disappointment or emotions inside her creep out. She knows the importance of maintaining control, and she’s looking to ensure that doesn’t slip away. Another kick connects, and Michael’s chest is already developing that angry shade of red!
Stew-O: And Anna wraps up the sequence with a spinning heel kick to the back of Michael’s head, causing to fall face-first! However, she maintains her hold of his arm and rolls through, taking him in with a cross armbreaker! THIS IS WHAT SHE WAS LOOKING FOR EARLIER! SHE TOPPLED THE GIANT, AND NOW, SHE’S LOOKING TO MAKE HIM TAP OUT!
Flannery McCoy: Technical skillset is beautifully shown off here! Michael doesn’t have his hands clasped this time, either! It’s all clear on her side, and she wrenches aaaallll the way back, doing her best to force Michael to submit! If she can do that, then she’s done it! The world title is hers for the taking!
Jake Mercer: Look at that torque! Look at Michael’s face as well! Damn, I just KNOW he has to be wildly uncomfortable! She might be able to snap that big arm of his like a twig! Or—I guess in this case, it would be like a big ass tree trunk getting cut down by an industrial axe.
Flannery McCoy: …. I don’t think that made a whole lot of sense to people, Jake.
Jake Mercer: :stfudamn:
Stew-O: But the sentiment at least can be understood! Michael is looking to get out, but it’s not as easy as it was before! Still, despite the worsening hold, it doesn’t look like Michael is intent on quitting! He’s fighting through the pain, teeth gritting and all, as he…!
Crowd: :damn:
Jake Mercer: HOLY SHIT!! HE’S USING THE ONE ARM TO DEADLIFT HER! ANNA IS UP, AND HE FALLS BACK, DRIVING HER DOWN INTO THE CANVAS! SHE LETS GO AND CLUTCHES HER BACK, SCREAMING IN AGONY!
Flannery McCoy: THAT WAS A BRUTAL WAY FOR HER TO GO DOWN! SHE WAS NEARLY SIX OR SEVEN FEET IN THE AIR—
Jake Mercer: :troll:
Flannery McCoy: —BEFORE SHE GOT SLAMMED DOWN WITH AUTHORITY!
Stew-O: Michael is shaking out that arm, and while he didn’t tap, there does appear to be some damage involved! Meanwhile, Anna is in a bad way, if not worse than him! She’s trying to get up, to will herself back onto her feet, but that back of hers is throbbing in immense pain! She has hold of the ropes and uses them to assist herself!
Jake Mercer: Anna is up! She’s up! She turns around—
Flannery McCoy: ‘BULLET FROM HELL’!!!!
Stew-O: AND THAT IS IT! SHE GETS STRICKEN LIKE A BULLSEYE AND MICHAEL DRAGS HER TO THE CENTER WITH THE GOOD ARM! DOWN HE GOES INTO THE PIN! THIS IS OVER!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…..!!!
Stew-O: WHAT?!!
Jake Mercer: I CANNOT BELIEVE IT! ANNA WAUTIER JUST KICKED OUT RIGHT BEFORE OUR VERY OWN EYES!
Flannery McCoy: I— huh? How? How?! She just got cut through in half by that spear which has beaten so many people before! At the very least, most people who do survive only do so because the ropes were near them, but——Michael made sure he moved her away so that she wouldn’t get the rope break!
Stew-O: I don’t think there needs to be any kind of elaborate explanation. There’s no logic, no science: Anna just wants to win, and she was able to snap back past all of the pain her body is in order to shoot her shoulder up! That’s what it comes down to!
Jake Mercer: I mean, you can hear the fans! They’re going bananas! Everyone thought Anna was good as dead from that, but no, she’s still in this match!
Flannery McCoy: Michael looks almost surprised too as he slowly sits up, looking back down at Anna… and you can almost see a subtle smirk on his face! It’s like he’s impressed by that!
Stew-O: Anna has really lived up to what a match like this entails. And she has been winning the EAW faithful over throughout tonight… but we might be coming up towards the end of the road for her here as Michael grabs her and uses his strength to hoist her up onto his shoulders! The fans are all alert, for they know that powerbomb is coming up; a finisher that has lately been his golden touch whenever Bullet From Hell hasn’t gotten the job done!
Jake Mercer: It has! Anna won’t be able to come back from this! Michael rushes forward, and IT’S A DONE DEAL——
Flannery McCoy: ——WITH A VICTORY ROLL FROM ANNA WAUTIER!!!! COVER!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…..!!!
Stew-O: BUT MICHAEL KICKS OUT, AND EVERYONE IS IN SHOCK!!! HOW WAS SHE ABLE TO HAVE THE PRESENCE OF MIND TO DO THAT?!?!?
Jake Mercer: THAT’S WHAT WE’RE WONDERING, TOO!!
Flannery McCoy: SHOCKING SIGHT—BUT WAIT! MICHAEL HAS HER UP ON HIS SHOULDERS AND HE DRAGS HER ALONG TO THE TOP ROPE IN THE CORNER! HE ISN’T EVEN WASTING TIME! HE’S TRYING TO END THIS, AND QUICKLY!
Stew-O: You can see he’s hurt and winded, too! That arm may not be damaged royally, but it’s causing some issues. He KNOWS he only has a limited time to finish this off and close this match in his favor! He’s at the top with Anna, and he’s looking to put her away…!
Jake Mercer: !!
Crowd: ?!?!?!??!
Jake Mercer: BUT ANNA IS ATTACKING WITH ELBOWS! ELBOWS! AND SHE’S HITTING THAT SHOULDER OF HIS!
Flannery McCoy: OH MY GOD, THIS IS COMING DOWN TO THE WIRE! MICHAEL IS STRUGGLING! ANNA SHIFTS HERSELF AND FALLS BACK!
Stew-O: ## AND ANNA WAUTIER SEALS THE DEAL WITH THE REVERSE HURRICARANA! ‘BELLE PAPILLION’!!
(…)
(…)
Jake Mercer: # NO! MICHAEL MACHINA LANDED ON HIS FEET!!!
Flannery McCoy: OH, MY! ANNA WHIRLS AROUND—
Stew-O: # AND SHE GETS BLASTED WITH A SECOND BULLET FROM HELL!
Crowd: :damn: :damn: :damn:
Jake Mercer: WHAT! THE!! FUCK!!!
Stew-O: SHE’S DOWN! SHE’S OUT! AND MICHAEL SACRIFICED PART OF HIMSELF WITH THAT SHOULDER, BUT HE GOT IT! HE DRAGS HER OVER AND HOOKS THE LEG!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…..!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… MIIIIICHAAAAAAEEEEEL MAAAAAACHIIIIINAAAAAA!
Stew-O: WHAT A MATCH! WHAT AN ENDING! PART OF THE FANS ARE STILL IN DISBELIEF ABOUT WHAT THEY SAW!
Jake Mercer: I… I think I am, too. That has got to be the wildest WHC ending yet all season! It really was so fucking close, but Michael Machina I guess thought he was ‘18 Chris Elite and decided to stunt on us! What?!
(Michael sits up and his handed the title. He grimaces as he comes to a stand, but he’s able to raise his own championship.)
Flannery McCoy: Wow. Guess that’s indicative of the pressure Anna Wautier had on him. What an amazing display for her, but even with the loss… guys? I think she showed the entire world what she can do when you give her the ball.
Stew-O: You’re right. Unfortunately, that means she won’t be main eventing Pain for Pride——but Michael Machina has his secured, and now… he can look ahead to Toronto.
(The final shot shows Michael celebrating before Fighting Spirit fades to commercials.)
(A commercial is shown for IHOP. Apparently the “split decision” is #goodeats?)
(The next match graphic is seen flashing across the screen.)
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Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING IS A SINGLES MATCH SET FOR ONE-FALL!
(A blood red filter covers the screen as ‘The Weight’ by Amigo the Devil begins to play. Kirk Redwood slowly walks out, staring at the ring. His eyes never leave it as he walks towards it. He tunes it all out. The only thing that he’s focused on is the fight.)
Stephie Love: AND INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS…WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS…HE IS THE “UNKILLABLE”…KIIIIIRRRRKKKKK REEDDDWOOOOODDDD!
Jake Mercer: And you are looking at a man possessed! Kirk Redwood said that he wanted to show the world what ‘Fighting Spirit’ really means! Tonight, he has that opportunity against the Dragonborn!
(The blood filter fades away and Redwood is left in the ring. He stares up at the ramp, waiting for his opponent with this eerie calm.)
(‘Dragonborn’ by Jeremy Soule suddenly begins to play and the EAW Universe cheers loudly. Brian Daniels emerges onto the stage looking determined as ever. He meets Redwood’s gaze as he heads down to the ring.)
Flannery McCoy: Brian Daniels acknowledged that the clock is ticking on his career on Dynasty. But he wants to go out on his own terms! He is out here tonight to put it all on the line…to fight tooth and claw with Kirk Redwood! This is going to be a fight, no doubt about it!
(Brian Daniels gets into the ring, neither of these men take their eyes off the other. The music plays as he steps towards Redwood. Neither one of them wavers until the referee makes them go to their corners. He calls for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And here we go folks! Brian Daniels and Kirk Redwood are here for a FIGHT! And these two men slowly approach each other in the center of the ring! Brian Daniel’s reaches out with hand for a handshake with the The Dog of War…a sign of respect before all hell breaks loose here!
Flannery McCoy: And look at that! Kirk Redwood returns the gesture and gives him a nod of respect! I suppose that there is some civility inside him after all! BUT WAIT! REDWOOD GETS DANIELS ACROSS THE FACE WITH A STIFF SLAP OUT OF NOWHERE!
Jake Mercer: And that sudden blow knocks Brian Daniels back and you can see the smirk on the face of Redwood! Daniels himself leans against the ropes for a moment and it looks like he’s…chuckling? He looks at Redwood with a smirk of his own! And Redwood is urging him to hit him back! I mean, we know Redwood is intense but this seems nuts! DANIEL OBLIDGES WITH A FOREARM RIGHT TO THE FACE!
Stew-O: And Redwood is now the one that staggers back! That smirk becomes a grin…AND HE REPLIES WITH AN UPPERCUT THAT ALMOST TAKES DANIELS OFF HIS FEET! Daniels finds his footing though! HE THEN REPLIES WITH A DISCUS FOREARM! That one sends his opponent stumbling back and right into the corner turnbuckles! DANIELS MEETS HIM THERE WITH THE STARKILLER! THAT RUNNING BIG BOOT NEARLY TAKES REDWOOD’S HEAD OFF!
Flannery McCoy: And now Redwood collapses towards the center of the ring! But he quickly begins rising back to his feet! Daniels stays on him, trying to grab his arms from behind for the tiger suplex! But Redwood is able to pull his arm away and tag Daniels in the face with an elbow! HE THEN DROPS DOWN AND TAKES HOLD OF THE LEG! REDWOOD IS ABLE TO GET HIM WITH A KNEEBAR!
Jake Mercer: Look at the way he’s hyperextending that limb! This is a smart move on the part of Redwood, trying to disable some of that leg-based offense early on here! But Daniels is able to bring his other leg around and get him with a swift kick to the face! Redwood is forced to let go of the hold! Both of them scramble back up to their feet…BUT REDWOOD IS FASTER! HE LOOKS FOR THE SNAP SUPLEX!
Stew-O: BUT DANIELS IS ABLE TO COUNTER THAT WITH THE GUILLOTINE CHOKE! It looks like a turnabout is fair play here! THE DRAGONBORN IS COILED AROUND HIS OPPONENT LIKE A VIPER! Redwood knows he needs to get out of this quickly…and he immediately tries to lift Daniels back up! AND HE MANAGES TO GET HIM AND SLAM HIM INTO THE MAT! It loosens the grip just enough for Redwood to slip away from his opponent!
Flannery McCoy: He pulls himself up using the ropes…BUT DANIELS RUSHES FORWARD AND UNLEASHES ANOTHER FOREARM ONTO REDWOOD! AND THEN FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH THE SPINNING ELBOW! He sends the stunned Redwood into the ropes with an irish whip! Off the rebound he looks for that single leg running high knee but he manages to avoid it!
Jake Mercer: Redwood immediately lifts him up off the mat! HE TAKES UNLEASHES A VICIOUS SAITO SUPLEX! His head and neck make an awful collision there! Redwood keeps the violence coming though…crawling on top of his opponent and absolutely raining down punches! Redwood can be an animal when he needs to be…and Daniels might just find that out the hard way tonight!
Stew-O: BUT DANIELS IS ABLE TO CATCH HIS ARM…HE THEN REACHES UP AND TRIES FOR ANOTHER GUILLOTINE CHOKE! Redwood is able to stay away from it, disengaging from Daniels instead! Both men get back up to their feet! REDWOOD RUSHES AT HIM AND TRIES FOR A RUNNING CLOTHESLINE! Daniels is able to duck right underneath it! BUT DANIELS USES HIS OWN MOMENTUM AGAINST HIM WITH A DRAGON SUPLEX!
Flannery McCoy: A brutal move there and it definitely is going to take his opponent down for the time being! And now he latches on to the arms of his opponent…the double wrist-lock! AND THEN HERE COMES THOSE BRUTAL STOMPS RIGHT ON THE HEAD! Brian Daniels isn’t holding back and I don’t think Redwood would have it any other way!
Jake Mercer: He stops the stomping and keeps hold of the arms! He drags his opponent back up to a vertical base here! HE THEN GETS REDWOOD WITH A NASTY KICK STRAIGHT TO THE SIDE! AND HE FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH ANOTHER! He keeps going until he drives Redwood back into the corner once again! Redwood doesn’t seem to be doing too hot right now! Daniels heads to the other side of the ring…looking to build up some speed here for another running maneuver!
Stew-O: BUT REDWOOD EXPLODES OUT OF THE CORNER WITH A RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! HE CATCHES DANIELS RIGHT UNDER HIS CHIN WITH THAT ONE! Redwood then grabs his opponent by the head and drags him to his feet…AND HE JUST STARTS DRIVING KNEES INTO HIS FACE! AND THEN HE GETS HIM WITH THE CHOKE SUPLEX!
Flannery McCoy: What a move right there and Redwood really tossed him with that one! Daniels rolls out onto the apron and slowly pulls himself up! Redwood of course is on him like a hellhound! He makes his way out there with him! REDWOOD LAYS INTO HIM WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! AND ANOTHER! BUT DANIELS FIRES RIGHT BACK WITH HIS OWN UPPERCUT! AND THEN A MASSIVE KICK STRAIGHT TO THE HEAD!
Jake Mercer: AND NOW HE TAKES HOLD OF REDWOOD…AND IT LOOKS LIKE WE COULD SEE A SPIKE BRAINBUSTER ON THE METAL APRON HERE!
Stew-O: BUT REDWOOD IS ABLE TO ESCAPE IT BY DRIVING A KNEE RIGHT DOWN INTO THE HEAD OF HIS OPPONENT! HE THEN GRABS HOLD OF THE DRAGONBORN AND SENDS HIM BACK OVER THE ROPES WITH AN EXPLODER SUPLEX!
Flannery McCoy: Redwood seems to be building up a lot of momentum at the moment ladies and gentlemen! And now he makes his way up onto that top rope! We don’t often see the Dog of War goe this high in the sky! But tonight, he is clearly looking to prove something! HE COMES DOWN WITH THE FLYING CLOTHESLINE!
Jake Mercer: BUT DANIELS LEAPS UP WITH THE VALAR MORGHULIS! THE SINGLE LEG RUNNING HIGH KNEE NAILS REDWOOD RIGHT IN THE HEAD! He quickly rolls him onto his shoulders this match is over!
ONE!
TW-
Stew-O: BUT REDWOOD DEFIANTLY GETS THAT SHOULDER UP BEFORE A TWO COUNT! Brian Daniels has a smile on his face, that kick out only seems to fire him up some more! He moves off his opponent and tells him to get up! Redwood punches his fist into the ground and stands up! AND THEN HE IMMEDIATELY GETS DANIELS WITH A KNIFE-EDGE CHOP! THAT SOUNDED LIKE A GUNSHOT FROM HERE!
Flannery McCoy: AND DANIELS GOES TO FIRE BACK WITH A FOREARM BUT REDWOOD CATCHES IT! HE THEN TURNS HIM AROUND WITH A RIGHT HOOK…AND FOLLOWS THROUGH WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! AND AS SOON AS HE GETS HIM ON THE GROUND, REDWOOD LOCKS IN THAT PACE CHOKE! He has that leg twisted around the back of his head, applying some immense pressure here!
Jake Mercer: Brian Daniels is trying to find a way out here! He punches Redwood in the ribs a few times but his opponent doesn’t budge! INSTEAD HE TWISTS HIS BODY AND EXTENDS HIS LEG! He manages to get his leg on the bottom rope! The referee is calling for the break but Redwood keeps the hold in! The referee begins his count!
Referee (off-mic): 1…2…3…4….
Stew-O: And Redwood releases it at the last second, saving himself from a disqualification here! He drags his opponent away from the ropes and drags him back to a vertical base now! Here comes another flurry of blows, getting Daniels with some hard punches to the stomach…AND HE TRIES TO FOLLOW THAT UP WITH A BIG RIGHT HAND!
Flannery McCoy: BUT DANIELS DUCKS RIGHT UNDERNEATH! HE LOOKS FOR THE SPINNING BACKFIST BUT REDWOOD BLOCKS…ONLY FOR DANIELS TO WHIP AROUND THE OPPOSITE WITH IT! He manages to catch his opponent in the side of the head, stunning Redwood for the moment! He hooks the arms behind his back…AND THROWS HIM ACROSS THE RING WITH A TIGER SUPLEX!
Jake Mercer: A big move right there and looks like The Dragonborn is regaining ground here! It looks like that instinct of Kirk Redwood is kicking in here as he rolls right out of the ring before Daniels can look for a cover! It seems like he might be vulnerable here as he props himself up on the barricade…ONLY TO BE STRUCK DOWN BY THE SUICIDE DIVE!
Stew-O: Brian Daniels just launched himself out of the ring and came crashing down on Kirk Redwood! He flattened him right against the barricade there! And this crowd is really coming to life now! As they cheer him on, Daniels tosses his opponent back inside the ring! Redwood staggers back to his feet here and Daniels runs to the ropes…HE LEAPS AT HIS TARGET WITH THE SPRINGBOARD HIGH KNEE!
Flannery McCoy: BUT REDWOOD AVOIDS IT AT THE LAST SECOND! Daniels lands on his back and tries to find his footing quickly! BUT REDWOOD GETS HIM WITH A STIFF PALM STRIKE RIGHT TO THE JAW! AND THEN HE DROPS HIM BACK WITH THE NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX! HE BRIDGES STRAIGHT INTO THE PIN!
ONE!
TW-
Jake Mercer: BUT DANIELS KICKS OUT BEFORE THE TWO COUNT NOW! Looks like both of these men have a ton of fight in them! Redwood doesn’t hesitate for a moment here though! HE IMMEDIATELY REAPPLIES ANOTHER SUBMISSION HOLD! This time he opts his own guillotine choke!
Stew-O: You have to admit that this is a good strategy from Redwood! If he can keep Daniels catching his breath or regaining his strength, he might be able to deal a decisive blow even sooner! Of course, Daniels has not earned a moniker such as the Dragonborn because he knows when to quit! And now he’s attempting to lift his opponent, just like Redwood was lifting him up earlier!
Flannery McCoy: BUT INSTEAD HE JUST MANAGES TO FREE HIS LEGS INSTEAD! AND NOW HE PUSHES UP AND ROLLS ON TOP OF REDWOOD! He might be able to steal this right here!
ONE!
TWO!
Jake Mercer: But Redwood is able to kick out of that right at the two count! He shoves his opponent off of him and scrambles back to vertical base! BUT DANIELS KEEPS UP THAT PRESSURE! HE GETS HIM WITH A KICK STRAIGHT TO THE LEG, KNOCKING HIM DOWN TO HIS KNEES! AND THEN HE BRINGS DOWN THAT SHINING WIZARD AXE KICK! THE KINGSLAYER! It might just be off with that one! Daniels goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Stew-O: But Redwood manages a defiant kick out once again! Daniels doesn’t surprised at that…there is a reason he agreed to this match to begin with! Both of them have something to prove here tonight! But now he lifts Redwood back up and gets into position…HE LOOKS FOR THAT STANDING SHIRUNAI! SKYWALKER!
Flannery McCoy: BUT REDWOOD GETS HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS INSTEAD! WAIT A SECOND HERE FOLKS! WAIT A SECOND HE’S GETTING HIM INTO POSITION FOR THE TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER! DOWN TO HELL!
Jake Mercer: BUT NO! That was a close call there but Daniels manages to avoid it by whacking Redwood in the face with his chin! He manages to get dropped down instead! He gets back up and ducks underneath a clothesline from Redwood! HE TURNS AROUND AND PERFORMS THAT JUMPING CORKSCREW ROUNDHOUSE KICK INSTEAD!
Stew-O: KIRK REDWOOD CATCHES THAT ANKLE INSTEAD AND APPLIES THE ANKLE LOCK! We have seen a lot of submission holds from The Bay State Bastard here tonight and I think we are going to see a few more! But now look at the way he’s twisting that leg, the absolute sadistic look on his face! You know that Redwood would snap through bone just to win this match!
Flannery McCoy: And that is precisely what Daniels is trying to avoid here! He pushes himself back up and then rolls forward his opponent to get out of the hold! He frees himself of Redwood and both competitors quickly stand up! IT’S BRIAN DANIELS WHO STRIKES FIRST WITH THE SPINNING ELBOW…AND THEN HE STEPS BACK…CAUSTIC ECHO!
Jake Mercer: BUT REDWOOD DUCKS UNDER THE ROUNDHOUSE KICK! HE THEN LIFTS HIS OPPONENT UP AND DROPS HIM CHEST FIRST ONTO THE ROPES WITH THE STUN GUN! Daniels bounces off of them and rolls towards the center of the ring! THAT PUTS HIM IN PERFECT POSITION AS REDWOOD RUNS THE ROPES! HE BUILDS SPEED BEFORE NAILING HIM WITH THE BLITZKRIEG BOP!
Stew-O: The running knee makes a nasty collision with the back of Daniels’ head and Redwood hooks that leg! This might be over right here!
ONE!
TWO!
Flannery McCoy: BUT DANIELS GETS THAT SHOULDER UP! AND REDWOOD LATCHES ON IT AND TRIES TO PUNISH HIM WITH THE ARMBAR! He tries to hyperextend that elbow but Daniels grabs his own hand, she’s refusing to let Redwood bend it back! I don’t even know how he’s conscious right now but the Dragonborn is fighting on!
Jake Mercer: REDWOOD SLAMS THE BACK OF HIS LEG AGAINST DANIELS’ HEAD OVER AND OVER AGAIN! He’s trying to get him to let go but Daniels refuses! INSTEAD HE BEGINS LIFTING REDWOOD UP HERE! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! HE MANAGES TO GET REDWOOD A FOOT OFF THE GROUND…AND THEN DROPS HIM BACK TO BREAK UP THE HOLD!
Stew-O: This match is going to be fought by nail, tooth and claw! Both of them roll towards opposite corners of the ring…using the corner posts to prop them back on their feet! Both of them stare each other down, trying to figure out what they need to do next! AND THEY MEET IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! BOTH OF THESE MEN ARE JUST BRAWLING HERE NOW! THEY ARE EXCHANGING FOREARMS BACK AND FORTH!
Flannery McCoy: AND REDWOOD TRIES TO BREAK THE CHAIN BY PULLING DANIELS IN FOR THE EXPLODER SUPLEX! Daniels though doesn’t let it go through, instead getting an elbow right in the side of the head! AND THEN HE LIFTS REDWOOD UP AND DRIVES HIM INTO THE MAT WITH THE SNAP SPIKE BRAINBUSTER! REDWOOD’S MIGHT GET SOME BRAIN DAMAGE FROM THAT ONE!
Jake Mercer: BUT HE’S DONE YET! BRIAN DANIELS USES THAT OPPORTUNITY TO ROLL REDWOOD OVER…AND HE LOOKS IN THAT DRAGON CLUTCH! And this could be the beginning of the end for the Unkillable Redwood here! Brian Daniels is putting everything he has into this brutal submission hold, wrenching back on Redwood’s head with pure ferocity! Could we see him tap out here!
Stew-O: This move leaves nowhere for the opponent to go! Redwood can not even crawl towards the ropes with how this is set up! And now look…HE’S FADING! KIRK IS FADING! THE REFEREE IS CHECKING ON HIM BUT THIS ONE MIGHT JUST BE OVER!
Flannery McCoy: BUT REDWOOD REFUSES TO GIVE UP! HE SLIPS HIS ARM UNDERNEATH DANIELS LEG AND GETS TO HIS KNEES…AND THEN LUNGES FORWARD TO GRAB THE ROPES! He manages to get a finger on the bottom one! The referee is telling Daniels to let go of the hold!
Jake Mercer: And he has no choice but to do just that! He lets his opponent stand back up, giving him some breathing room…AND REDWOOD TAKES ADVANTAGE! HE LUNGES AT DANIELS FOR A VICIOUS UPPERCUT! But he doesn’t let him fall backwards! REDWOOD CATCHES HIM BY THE EARS INSTEAD!
Stew-O: AND NOW REDWOOD SLAMS HIS OWN FOREHEAD INTO HIS OPPONENTS! AND HE JUST GOES OFF NOW! RAPIDLY FIRING HIS SKULL INTO DANIELS’ AND HE CALLS THIS X’D OUT!
Flannery McCoy: And I can see why that is! It looks like Redwood has cracked both of their heads open with that one! You can see the blood beginning to seep down from his forehead! Daniels is busted open as well! REDWOOD LICKS HIS OWN LIPS AND THEN RIPS HIM DOWN WITH BASTARD-PLEX!
Jake Mercer: An absolutely brutal combination there and I don’t see how Daniels is going to stand back up! Redwood has him right where he wants him now! He wakes his opponent to get back up to his feet, stalking him like the hound of hell that he is! HE IS COMING FOR THE VERY SOUL OF BRIAN DANIELS HERE! AND THE MOMENT HE’S READY HE LOOKS FOR THAT SOMERSAULT SPEAR PAROLE VIOLATION!
Stew-O: BUT DANIELS IS ABLE TO COUNTER WITH THE JUMPING CORKSCREW ROUNDHOUSE KICK! HE DELIVERS A GNARLY BLOW THERE TO REDWOOD! He’s barely able to stand back on his feet as Redwood staggers into the corner…BUT THEN DANIELS CHARGES FORWARD FOR THE STARKILLER! HE GETS IT! REDWOOD’S HEAD NEARLY COMES OFF WITH THAT ONE!
Flannery McCoy: And now Brian Daniels stumbles forwards and lands right on Redwood for a cover! He might be unconscious here but he just might win it!
ONE!
TWO!
T-
Flannery McCoy: BUT NO! REDWOOD IS BARELY ABLE TO KICK OUT IN TIME! He gets out right at the three! I mean, ladies and gentlemen I can’t believe that it didn’t get the job done! Daniels though is far from dismayed…no…all of this is only firing him up further! HE LIFTS HIS OPPONENT UP AND BEGINS UNLEASHING THAT DRAGON SHOUT! FOREARMS AND KICKS! HE JUST KEEPS GOING, NOT LETTING UP FOR A MOMENT HERE! AND THEN HE FINISHES WITH THE DISCUS FOREARM!
Jake Mercer: AND DANIELS HAS REDWOOD COMPLETELY UNABLE TO DEFEND HIMSELF HERE! HE TAKES A STEP BACK…AND GOES FOR THE CAUSTIC ECHO!
Stew-O: BUT REDWOOD CATCHES THE LEG AND SPINS HIS OPPONENT AROUND! THEN HE FIRES OFF THAT LETHAL ROUND! THAT STANDING WESTERN LARIAT CUTS DANIELS DOWN! REDWOOD NOW COLLAPSES ON TOP OF HIM FOR A COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-
Flannery McCoy: DANIELS GETS HIS SHOULDER UP AND APPLIES THE GUILLOTINE CHOKE! NO WAY! HOW DID HE HAVE THE STRENGTH TO DO THAT?
Jake Mercer: AND REDWOOD IS IN DANGER HERE! HOW CAN HE CONTINUE AFTER BEING SO EXHAUSTED? Daniels is surely about to put him to sleep here! We could be watching this dog get put down in real time folks!
Referee (off-mic): HEY! LET GO KIRK!
Stew-O: OH MY GOD! KIRK REDWOOD JUST CHOMPED INTO HIS SIDE HERE! HE MANAGES TO TEAR A SMALL CHUNK FLESH OFF AND DANIELS RELEASES HIM! The referee is giving a warning to the Bay State Bastard as he’s back on his feet! Daniels is also getting up, grabbing onto where Redwood bit him!
Flannery McCoy: That right there is why they call him the Dog of the War! Redwood is an animal inside that ring! AND NOW HE RUSHES FORWARD AND HITS THE PAROLE VIOLATION! THE ROLLING SOMERSAULT SPEAR!
Jake Mercer: BUT DANIELS CATCHES ONE OF HIS ARMS AND TEARS HIM DOWN TO THE MAT WITH THE OMOPLATA CROSSFACE INSTEAD! THE FOURTH SEAL HAS BEEN OPENED!
Stew-O: THIS HAS TO BE IT! Kirk Redwood is trapped in a hold that has made so many lose their will to continue before! Kirk is bleeding, he is exhausted! Daniels is putting everything he has left in his tank pulling back on that neck, making this hurt as much as he has too!
Flannery McCoy: And it looks like Redwood is beginning to fade here! I mean, who could blame him! The referee is checking on him and you can see the concern on his face! Is he…out?
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Jake Mercer: BUT REDWOOD CLENCHES HIS FIST! HE IS REFUSING TO GIVE UP HERE! This is some incredible willpower! HE BEGINS TO CRAWL TOWARDS THE ROPES, DRAGGING DANIELS WITH HIM! Daniels just keeps applying more pressure, he can’t let him get that break…
Stew-O: BUT HE GETS HIS HAND ON THAT BOTTOM ROPE! The referee is calling for the rope break now! Daniels looks completely shocked here! He thought that he was going to force a victory! He releases it but it seems like Redwood is hardly able to move! He might have used everything in his arsenal just to get out of The Fourth Seal!
Flannery McCoy: Brian Daniels knows that he can’t let up here…HE GRABS THE ARMS AND HITS REDWOOD WITH A TIGER SUPLEX! He then immediately drags him back to his feet…AND GETS THE DRAGON SUPLEX! Redwood is unable to fight back!
Jake Mercer: AND FINALLY…Daniels lines up his shot as Kirk is barely able to get to his knees! ONCE AGAIN HE GOES FOR THE KINGSLAYER! BRINGING DOWN THAT AXE KICK!
Stew-O: KIRK REDWOOD AVOIDS IT AND POPS UP BEHIND HIS OPPONENT! HE THROWS DANIELS WITH A BIG GERMAN SUPLEX! He just put so much power into that, sending Daniels crashing down to the mat! As Daniels gets back up to his feet…PAROLE VIOLATION!
Flannery McCoy: THERE’S NO WAY! THE SOMERSAULT SPEAR CUTS DANIELS IN TWO HERE! THIS HAS TO BE IT AS REDWOOD CRAWLS ON TOP OF HIM FOR THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Jake Mercer: HOW? DANIELS KICKS OUT RIGHT AT THE THREE! The Dragonborn stays alive even after the Parole Violation! I can’t believe it…and neither can Redwood apparently! The look on his face says it all! And he slowly, slowly gets back to his feet…
(Kirk Redwood stands above Brian Daniels, blood seeping from his head down to his chest. He stares down Daniels…)
Stew-O: AND NOW REDWOOD HAS GONE FERAL! HE CRAWLS ON TOP OF DANIELS AND JUST BEGINS UNLOADING ELBOWS AND PUNCHES! Redwood is just laying into his opponent, brutalizing him without an ounce of remorse! This is a man that knows that he needs to win this…he knows that he needs to make a statement tonight!
Flannery McCoy: BUT DANIELS MANAGES TO SHOVE REDWOOD OFF OF HIM! He looks out of it from those hard shots to the head but he pulls himself back to his feet! But Redwood stays on him like the rapid animal he is! HE DRIVES HIM INTO THE CORNER AND TRIES BARRAGING HIM WITH KNEES…BUT DANIELS SENDS HIM REELING BACK WITH A BIG FOREARM!
Jake Mercer: He then quickly hops up onto the middle rope and takes aim! DANIELS CATCHES HIS OPPONENT CENTER MASS WITH THE FRONT MISSILE DROPKICK! Redwood is knocked right off of his feet and rolls to the other side of the ring!
Stew-O: AS REDWOOD BARELY STANDS BACK UP TO HIS FEET…HE’S STRUCK DOWN BY THE CAUSTIC ECHO! THE SPINNING ROUNDHOUSE KICK CONNECTS! Just like that Kirk Redwood has been sent to the great beyond! There is no way in hell that he is going to get back up from that one!
Flannery McCoy: And Brian Daniels collapses on top of his opponent once again, hoping that this is enough!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
(Daniels raises his arm in triumphant victory. He looks exhausted from this war but it’s over.)
Jake Mercer: I don’t think he sees it does he?
(The referee draws Daniels’ attention towards the ropes…where it seems like Redwood has his leg draped over the bottom.)
Stew-O: REDWOOD WAS ABLE TO GET A FOOT ON THE ROPES! Daniels was too exhausted to move him away! And you can see the disappointment wash over him here! He grabs Redwood and rolls him into the center of the ring!
Flannery McCoy: AND WE KNOW WHAT COMES NEXT! DANIELS IS LOOKING FOR FOREVER IN PARADISE! He watches Redwood get on his hands and knees…AND HE THEN SHOOTS OFF FOR THE BICYCLE PUNT KICK!
Jake Mercer: BUT REDWOOD DODGES IT AT THE LAST POSSIBLE MOMENT! HE RUSHES TOWARDS THE ROPES IN A FLURRY AND LEAPS ONTO THEM! HE COMES CRASHING DOWN ON DANIELS WITH THE SPRINGBOARD SUPERMAN PUNCH! A .50 CAL STRAIGHT THROUGH THE BRAIN!
Stew-O: AND REDWOOD HOOKS THE LEG AND LOOKS FOR THE PINFALL! DID HE SLAY THE DRAGONBORN?
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Ballad of a Prodigal Son by Lincoln Durham begins blasting throughout the arena. Kirk Redwood slowly rises off of Brian Daniels, raising his fist in the air.)
Stephi Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…THE UNKILLABLE…KIIRRRKKK REDDDWOOOOODDDD!
Jake Mercer: Holy smokes. These two just went to war with one another! I knew that we were expecting a fight but damn! Look at how much blood they shed here! And the last man standing here is Kirk Redwood!
Flannery McCoy: You know, that could have gone either way at any point! I mean, I thought that Daniels had won it after that Caustic Echo…but Redwood somehow persevered! He found ways to stay alive and deliver that decisive blow!
Stew-O: You have to wonder what exactly this means for both of these men heading in Pain for Pride! Brian Daniels is a legendary competitor in Elite Answers Wrestling and now Redwood has claimed a victory over him!
(Kirk Redwood wipes the blood from his face as he slowly heads back up the ramp. There’s a smile on his face as he looks back towards the ring. Brian Daniels is sitting in the corner, looking back at him. He looks disappointed but he nods. The camera fades.)
(Commercial airs promoting the eastern conference finals series of Montreal Canadians vs. Carolina Hurricanes featuring Ryan Joseph Wilson.)
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Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING IS A SINGLES MATCH SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Number One’ by Shirō Sagisu & Hazel Fernandes began blaring through the speakers to a massive reaction as Limmy Monaghan emerges from behind the stage curtains, a solemn expression on his face as he narrows his eyes with determination towards the ring before marching down towards it.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Golden Beach, Florida, weighing in at 227 pounds… he is THE ACE, LIMMYYYYYYYYYY! MONAGHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!
Jake Mercer: OIAHREOIGHWEORIHGWOIERUHGOIWEG
Stew-O: I won’t try to quell your reaction this time, because we’ve got the newly inducted Hall of Famer, THE ACE making his way down towards what is sure to be a hard-hitting showdown!
Flannery McCoy: We heard straight from the Ace himself that he won’t be slowing down because of the induction, though, and there’s no better way to prove that than to get yourself into a match with one of the most dangerous elitists in the company’s history!
(‘Partition (Smearcase Trap Remix)’ by Beyoncé began blaring through the speakers to another tremendous reaction as Kassidy Heart struts out onto the center of the stage with a cocky stride, basking in her own sensuality with the EAW cameras getting every angle of her before she saunters down towards the squared circle.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT! Hailing from Sydney, Australia, weighing in at 141 pounds… SHE IS THE MAULER, KASSIDYYYYYYYYYYY! HEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAART!
Stew-O: From one hall of famer to another, we’ve got a legendary clash coming up in just a few moments!
Flannery McCoy: We saw that Kassidy Heart wasn’t deterred from the attempt at capturing the World Heavyweight Championship prior to her resurfacing, and she’s going to be looking to show the world that she is as dangerous as she has ever been!
Jake Mercer: Couple that with some classic Kassidy insults aimed at Limommy Mona_han, and you’ve got a recipe for a clash that neither of the two wrestlers are going to be walking away from without a struggle!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: AND THE MATCH IS UNDERWAY! Two legends in the ring, Kassidy Heart and Limmy Monaghan, in a match that we’ve seen before but holds new meaning at this stage in their careers!
Flannery McCoy: The Mauler isn’t the type of competitor that looks at any wrestler as a true equal, not even the recently inducted Hall of Famer, the Ace! Limmy has proven over the course of time the type of grit he has, but even he’s willing to admit he’s been having a difficult time as of late, not that that’s going to stop him from pushing onward just as determined as ever!
Jake Mercer: The Ace has the weight advantage in this match, sure, but when you’re going up against one of the strongest pound-for-pound wrestlers in EAW in the form of Kassidy Heart, that hardly matters and definitely won’t be turning this into a power versus speed situation like most weight imbalances turn matches into!
Stew-O: Kassidy can definitely lift Limmy as well as throw him around for that matter! The Ace won’t be able to muscle Kassidy around, but Kassidy won’t be able to just dominate Limmy like he’s just any wrestler, not after all the trials and tribulations he’s been through!
Flannery McCoy: They’ve both exited their respective corners now and have begun circling, eyeing each other carefully… and there’s the first connection of the match, with both wrestlers engaging in a collar and elbow tie up right in the center of the ring! Kassidy drops her center of gravity lower and digs in, taking Limmy back a little with how firmly she’s planting herself as she begins pushing forward to drive the Ace backwards one step at a time!
Jake Mercer: The Ace shifts his weight in an attempt to turn the pressure the other way, but Kassidy pivots through it before slipping behind and cinching in a waist lock! It looks like she’s about to go for a German suplex, but Limmy doesn’t take it lying down, though, opting to reach over to grab at her hand before peeling away at the grip and forcing her into a side headlock!
Stew-O: It doesn’t last for long, though, because Kassidy manages to slip her head out of the hold before taking a small jump into the air and firing off a sharp dropkick right to the knee of the Ace, causing him to drop to one leg! That lets Kassidy to kip up and capitalize with a wrist lock, giving her the leverage to keep Limmy down in that disadvantageous kneeling position and enabling her to begin firing off some rapid fire strikes in the form of kicks to the shoulder!
Flannery McCoy: The Mauler isn’t wasting a second, she’s like a shark smelling blood in the water! Limmy begins struggling against the wrist lock as he exerts his leg strength to force himself back up to a standing position, forcing Kassidy to adapt and execute an Irish whip sending the Ace into the ropes!
Jake Mercer: Limmy rebounds… right into a dropkick by Kassidy! However, Limmy managed to stay on his feet, just staggering back before waiting to greet Kassidy as soon as she rose back up to a standing position with a fiery forearm smash! But that doesn’t knock the Mauler down either… both wrestlers showing off their tremendous and almost inhuman resilience by just taking these strikes that would knock any normal human being out cold in a flash!
Stew-O: Kassidy grits her teeth as she starts channeling her short temper before firing off yet another dropkick, this time with some more oomph behind it as she unleashes it right to the chest of the Ace, sending him right back into the corner that he started the match off in! That seems to have briefly dazed even the almighty Ace, and that’s just the opening that Kassidy was looking for!
Flannery McCoy: The Mauler, never one to let an opportunity for punishment to stand unused, rushes into the corner before lighting the Ace UP with a blistering barrage of boxing style punches to the body, paying homage to her husband as she unleashes some heavy damage into the ribs and midsection of Limmy Monaghan!
Jake Mercer: And she ends it off with a step-up enziguiri to the side of Limmy’s head, forcing the Ace to turn around in place and exposing his back to the Mauler, who doesn’t hesitate to latch on that rear waist lock and follow through on the unspoken threat from earlier by actually unleashing that German suplex! And it’s not just an ordinary German suplex, she bridges it to go for the pin!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Stew-O: But Limmy Monaghan kicks out of it at the one count, showing that he’s still got a hell of a lot more fuel left in the tank even with the damage he has already sustained at the hands of the Mauler! Kassidy doesn’t seem surprised, even with the amount of disrespect she’s thrown Limmy’s way, rolling her way through the bridge and keeping that waist lock cinched in as she forces Limmy back to a standing position!
Flannery McCoy: It looks like she’s going to attempt yet another German suplex… but Limmy Monaghan doesn’t let her follow through on it, quickly firing off two back elbow strikes in rapid succession to the head of the Mauler, which we all know is the weak point of the seemingly indomitable Mauler!
Jake Mercer: That causes her to loosen the waist lock, but when Limmy attempts a third back elbow, Kassidy scouts it out and ducks under it before landing a kick to the thigh, same leg she targeted earlier! She grabs him by the arm before executing an arm drag, causing Limmy to roll through back to a seated position, leading to Kassidy charging in with a sliding strike to the seated Ace!
Stew-O: Kassidy showing off her trademark dominance in the ring, even against an opponent as threatening as the Ace! Limmy is still tanking all those blows, though, backrolling through the sliding strike to get back to a kneeling position into the ropes, and Kassidy rushes in and attempts to get a hold of Limmy as she seeks to keep up her momentum in the match!
Flannery McCoy: But it looks like it wasn’t meant to be, as Kassidy gets caught mid-strike attempt by the Ace who rises up as he maintains his hold on the Mauler before hoisting her up like she weighs as much as a feather! He turns to face the ropes before LAUNCHING Kassidy over his head and landing a DEVASTATING backdrop suplex!
Jake Mercer: That landing looked like it hurt a LOT! Kassidy has been getting a lot of smaller strikes in, but all it takes is one huge move like that to turn the tides! Limommy doesn’t seem to be inclined to pause, either, because just as Kassidy tries to scramble back up to her feet, she gets hit with ANOTHER huge move with a kneeling knee smash right to the back of Kassidy’s head, flattening her by dropping her face-first back to the canvas!
Stew-O: A huge strike aimed right at Kassidy’s notorious weak point is sure to turn things around back in Limmy’s favor here! A truly nasty follow up by the Ace, who is showing he has more than enough in his arsenal to make this a fight to the death if that’s what the Mauler really wants!
Flannery McCoy: Kassidy is far from done, though, judging by the snarl and her gritted teeth as she starts getting consumed by rage at Limmy’s sheer audacity! She doesn’t get a chance to vent her frustration, though, because her wrist gets grabbed unceremoniously by the Ace who yanks her back up to a standing position before Irish whipping her right into the turnbuckles at the corner!
Jake Mercer: Limommy sprints in towards Kassidy before turning around at the last moment and unleashing a corner back elbow that looks like it knocks the Mauler silly! Kassidy starts to slump down to a seated position, but she doesn’t even get the chance as Limmy grabs her and holds her up!
Stew-O: I’m sure he’s not doing that out of the kindness of his heart, though, because it takes only a brief moment for the Ace to set things up before he unleashes a REGAL-PLEX ONTO THE MAULER! ONCE AGAIN KASSIDY GETS HOISTED UP BEFORE SHE CRASHES DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS WITH A HUGE THUD!
Flannery McCoy: And now, tit for tat, Limmy bridges that suplex and looks to get the pinfall off of this vicious flurry of offense that he’s been unleashing on Kassidy Heart with impunity! Does he have it?! The referee slides in to count the pin!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Jake Mercer: But tit for tat indeed, Kassidy shows off her own endurance by powering out of that attempted pin at the one count, showing through her actions rather than her words that she is in this match to WIN it! Will she be able to keep that up as Limother continues to escalate the pace with increasing levels of aggression?
Stew-O: I guess we’ll be finding out right now, because Limmy doesn’t waste his time arguing with the referee or throwing a temper tantrum, he immediately takes in a sharp breath before rising to his feet while dragging Kassidy Heart back up by the head! He brings her up right into a front facelock, but a stiff shot to the body followed by yet another by the Mauler forces the hold to be released, letting Kassidy push the Ace back further with a knee to the gut before a lariat–
Flannery McCoy: But the arm gets caught by the Ace before it can connect with his head! Worst case scenario plays out for the Mauler as the Ace throws that arm right behind his head before hoisting Kassidy WAY high up into the air before looking to bring her crashing down with an olympic slam–
Jake Mercer: But Kassidy Heart manages to slip out of the hold right behind Limmy, once again applying a rear waist lock as it seems she’s going to attempt a German suplex yet again– but Limmy has it scouted by now, going back to old reliable as he fires off a back elbow–
Stew-O: But Kassidy ducks underneath before throwing her arms up from that rear waist lock and transitioning smoothly into a full nelson hold, and it seems she’s switching things up as she starts to hoist Limmy Monaghan up into the air in an attempt to execute a dragon suplex–
Flannery McCoy: But Limmy Monaghan sandbags it, dropping his center of gravity as low as possible to prevent Kassidy from hoisting him up! It gets to the point where she’s forced to release the full nelson to let Limmy drop all the way down to the canvas, which just leads to him sliding backwards between her legs!
Jake Mercer: He doesn’t go ENTIRELY behind her, though, instead scrambling right to his feet beneath her and hoisting her up with an electric chair hold as a result! Kassidy actually looks a bit taken back at the sudden shift in height as she flails her arms to keep balance, and it seems Limmy is taking things to the next level as he drops Kassidy forward from that electric chair hold, disorienting her as he catches her on the fall before LAUNCHING her back to complete the electric chair german suplex!
Stew-O: After a seemingly endless sequence of reversal after reversal and counter after counter, Limmy managed to cut through it all and land a huge maneuver with that electric chair german suplex! He angled it just far enough to make the move land more on the back of her head than her back, and I have no doubt that was an intentional choice by someone as calculated in the ring as Limmy Monaghan!
Flannery McCoy: Limmy reaches over, perhaps looking for yet another attempt at a pin, but Kassidy Heart instinctively rolls over before rolling herself right out of the ring from underneath the bottom rope, creating some distance between herself and the Ace as a result! Limmy grunts at not being able to immediately capitalize on the momentum he just gathered, but he takes it in stride, taking the moment as an opportunity to catch his breath and get a brief moment of respite from the strain of the match!
Jake Mercer: That respite doesn’t last for long, though, because Limommy – cardio MACHINE that he is – manages to center himself in no time before staggering back up to a standing position! He narrows his eyes, pinpointing exactly where Kassidy is outside and sees as she starts clawing at the apron to stagger back up herself outside at the ringside floor!
Stew-O: Limmy starts hopping in place, firing himself up and inadvertently firing up the EAW Universe live in attendance as well before he takes aim and sprints to the opposite side of the ring’s corners before rebounding off them to gather some additional velocity as he breaks into a breakneck sprint towards the side of the ring where Kassidy is recovering!
Flannery McCoy: I don’t think you can really say that she’s recovering for long because Limmy crosses the length of the ring in mere SECONDS before he LAUNCHES HIMSELF OVER THE TOP ROPE, WEAPONIZING HIMSELF AS HE HURTLES TOWARDS KASSIDY HEART WITH A TREMENDOUS TOPE CON HILOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Jake Mercer: NOOOO! A JUMPING PRECISE KICK AIMED RIGHT AT LIMMY’S HEAD CONNECTS IN MID-AIR, CAUSING LIMMY TO ROTATE JUST A BIT FURTHER AND LAND FLAT ON HIS BACK ON THE RINGSIDE FLOOR! WITH THAT PRECISION SHOT, KASSIDY JUST TURNED THINGS AROUND IN A BIG WAY, TURNING LIMMY’S HIGH RISK HIGH REWARD MOVE INTO A COMPLETE DISASTER!
Stew-O: Limmy arches his back like he just got SHOT in the back, and I don’t blame him one bit after he threw himself over the top rope just to have a crash landing as gruesome as THAT! The sadistic Mauler seems to be getting a kick out of Limmy’s misfortune, though, with that smirk appearing on her face like clockwork!
Flannery McCoy: She forces herself onto the apron before using the ropes for leverage to get up to a standing position before she turns around and glares down at the floor where Limmy is laid out! She narrows her eyes, measuring the trajectory in her head before turning around and…
Jake Mercer: THE MAULER GOES AIRBORNE! FROM THE APRON TO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR, KASSIDY HEART UNLEASHES AN INCREDIBLE SHOOTING STAR PRESS THAT LANDS RIGHT ON TARGET AS SHE CRASHES INTO THE MIDSECTION OF THE ACE WITH IMPUNITY!
Stew-O: Kassidy wastes no time as she grabs him by the hair and forcefully drags him towards the ring before rolling him underneath the bottom rope and sliding into the ring right after him! After back to back bouts of devastating damage to the Ace like that, I don’t blame Kassidy one bit as she hooks both legs and goes for the pin! I think she may have this, the referee immediately slides in to count the pin!
ONEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Flannery McCoy: NO! THE EVER-RESILIENT ACE MANAGES TO POWER OUT OF THE PIN, KEEPING HIMSELF IN THE GAME EVEN AFTER THAT HUGE CRASH AND BURN HE JUST ENDURED!
Jake Mercer: THAT’S MY ACE! THAT’S LIMOMMY FOR REAL! Kassidy genuinely seems surprised and pissed off at the fact that Limmy managed to survive the kind of damage he just withstood, as she slaps the canvas in frustration! But that doesn’t mean she’s going to start distracting herself, no, I think it’s going to get even worse for the Ace from here… :lupe:
Stew-O: She rolls Limmy over so that his midsection is pressed against the canvas before she crawls over and kneels with both knees on top of the back of the Ace! She reaches over and grabs a hold of his legs with one arm and his chin with the other before rolling back, bringing Limmy’s entire body with her–
Flannery McCoy: BOW AND ARROW HOLD APPLIED! WHAT A DEVASTATING SUBMISSION MANEUVER ON DISPLAY AS THE BACK OF THE ACE GETS TARGETED IN A BIG WAY! There’s no doubt that this is highly intentional and precise by the vicious Mauler, targeting Limmy with a back-based submission just after she dealt back to back devastating blows to her adversary’s torso with that missed tope con hilo followed by that shooting star press!
Jake Mercer: I don’t even know if Limmy is able to groan or yelp in pain at this point, because with the amount of damage he’s sustained, he’s probably trying to prioritize the air in his lungs for breathing rather than making any kind of noise! He struggles against the bow and arrow hold, trying to arch his body inwards to break the hold that Kassidy has on his chin and his legs, all while the Mauler is exerting all her strength to wrench in the opposite direction!
Stew-O: It has become a test of strength between the both of them, with the added dimension of a test of endurance for the Ace! They struggle against each other for what feels like a minute… but in spite of the referee asking Limmy if he gives up, the Ace manages to eventually power through and break the hold through sheer force of strength and will!
Flannery McCoy: And he immediately rolls off of Kassidy’s knees before rolling away, creating some much needed distance between the two in order to give himself a moment to recuperate! The Ace rolls far enough away to get to the ropes, leaning on the bottom rope as he breathes heavily, arching his back as he does in an attempt to stretch away some of the pain!
Jake Mercer: Kassidy is in the lead, but even she is starting to let the tiredness seep in after all the energy she has exerted in the match! There’s a brief lull as both wrestlers try to keep their heads in the game, with Limmy moving over towards the corner and using the ropes with both arms to slowly pull himself up to a standing position in spite of the pain shooting up his back!
Stew-O: Little does Limmy know, the Mauler has already staggered up on the other side of the ring, and there’s no shortage of bloodlust in her eyes as she narrows them and takes aim at the Ace! By the time he manages to turn around, it’s already too late as Kassidy BURSTS out of the opposite corner and sprints towards where Limmy is, LOOKING TO CONNECT WITH THE RAPTURE, HER SIGNATURE HELLUVA KICK! SHADES OF METHUSELAH, THE FORMER ENEMY OF THE ACE!!
Flannery McCoy: NOOOO! LIMMY HAD IT SCOUTED OUT AND MANAGES TO SIDE STEP IT, CAUSING KASSIDY’S LEG TO GET STUCK OVER THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! SHE HOPS ON ONE LEG, TRYING TO GET HERSELF FREE, BUT SHE DOESN’T NEED TO BOTHER AS LIMMY COMES IN FROM BEHIND AND GRABS A HOLD OF HER, YANKING HER OUT AS HE SUMMONS THE ADRENALINE IN HIS BODY!
Jake Mercer: HE HOISTS HER UP BEFORE DROPPING HER WITH A BELLY TO BACK BACKBREAKER, CAUSING HER TO BOUNCE OFF HIS KNEES AND FALL RIGHT INTO A KNEELING POSITION AS SHE ARCHES HER BACK IN PAIN!
Stew-O: I DON’T THINK SHE SHOULD BE ARCHING HER BACK LIKE THAT, THOUGH, BECAUSE THAT JUST MAKES HER HEAD PROTRUDE BACKWARDS… RIGHT IN PLACE FOR LIMMY MONAGHAN TO RUSH IN AND CONNECT WITH DIABLE JAMBE! HIS SIGNATURE V-TRIGGER KNEE SMASH CONNECTS RIGHT ON TARGET WITH KASSIDY HEART’S WEAK POINT!
Flannery McCoy: THE ACE MAY HAVE JUST KNOCKED KASSIDY OUT COLD, AND YOU DON’T NEED TO ASK HIM TWICE TO YANK HER AWAY FROM THE ROPES BEFORE HOOKING BOTH OF HER LEGS AS TIGHTLY AS HE CAN TO GET THE PINFALL ON HER! THE REFEREE SLIDES IN AND KASSIDY’S EYES ARE NOT OPEN! DOES THE ACE HAVE THIS TREMENDOUS WIN RIGHT HERE AND NOW?!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THR-
Jake Mercer: BUT IT WASN’T ENOUGH! SOMEHOW, SOMEWAY, THE MAULER MANAGED TO POWER OUT AND STAY IN THE GAME! EVEN THE USUALLY CALM AND COLLECTED EXPRESSION OF THE ACE HAS BROKEN INTO A MIXTURE OF SHOCK, FRUSTRATION, AND EXASPERATION AS THIS MATCH CONTINUES IN SPITE OF HIS BEST EFFORTS!
Stew-O: The question that needs to be asked is… what will it take to put EITHER one of these wrestlers down for the three count at this point?! Both of them have thrown practically everything they can at each other, both wrestlers have endured some insane maneuvers and devastating landings…
Flannery McCoy: But every time they try to put the other one down for the three count, that shoulder ALWAYS ends up coming back up! Eventually, though, one of them will HAVE to stay down, and it’s just a matter of seeing which one of them it’s going to be!
Jake Mercer: Well, it looks like they’re mustering every bit of energy they have left, because Limmy rolls off of Kassidy and gets on his hands and knees, starting to force himself up, even if it’s just into a kneeling position! On the other side, the Mauler starts stirring as well, showing her grit even after getting hit with a move as devastating as the dreaded Diable Jambe!
Stew-O: She pushes herself up just after Limmy makes it to a kneel, and now the two of them are glaring daggers at each other as they both mirror each other’s positions at the center of the ring! Deep breaths, trying to consolidate power, and…
Flannery McCoy: A STRIKE FROM LIMMY TO KASSIDY! He put his all into that one, nearly falling over after losing balance before recovering his position… but it wasn’t enough to knock King Kass out, who fires off a massive strike of her own from that kneeling position!
Jake Mercer: And another strike from Limmy! Just to get return fire from Kassidy! The Ace strikes! The Mauler strikes! Left! Right! Left! Right!
Stew-O: THEY’RE TEEING OFF NOW, AND IT ALMOST SEEMS LIKE EACH OF THESE STRIKES IS JUST IMBUING THE OTHER WITH EVEN MORE ENERGY AS THEY START FORCING THEMSELVES UP TO A STANDING POSITION AS THEY CONTINUE THROWING HAYMAKERS BACK AND FORTH, TRYING TO KNOCK THE OTHER ONE OUT THROUGH SHEER STRENGTH AND RAW DETERMINATION!
Flannery McCoy: WHAT’S GOING TO HAPPEN?!
Stew-O: BOTH LEGENDS HAVE MANAGED TO RISE BACK TO THEIR FEET AS THEY CONTINUE FIRING OFF PUNCH AFTER PUNCH AFTER PUNCH!
Flannery McCoy: And Limmy tries to cap it off with a heavy-handed lariat– BUT KASSIDY MANAGES TO DUCK UNDERNEATH, SPINNING LIMMY AROUND AS HE GIVES HIM A STIFF KICK IN THE MIDSECTION TO FORCE HIM TO DOUBLE OVER IN PAIN!
Jake Mercer: She takes that opportunity to quickly tuck Limmy’s head under her arm with a front face lock… AND IT LOOKS LIKE SHE’S SIGNALING FOR THE DEDEDE DDT–
Stew-O: BUT LIMMY GRABS HER BY THE LEGS AND QUICKLY ARCHES HIS BACK UPWARDS, POPPING KASSIDY UP HIGH INTO THE AIR, USING HIS TREMENDOUS STRENGTH TO GET AS MUCH VERTICAL AS POSSIBLE!
Flannery McCoy: AND HE CATCHES HER ON HIS SHOULDERS… LOOKING TO CONNECT WITH THE LAST SEDATION, HIS SIGNATURE POP UP POWERBOMB–
Jake Mercer: BUT IT’S NOT MEANT TO BE, KASSIDY ARCHES HERSELF BACK AND REVERSES IT… WITH NORVINA LIGHTS! NORVINA LIGHTS CONNECTS! THE MAULER’S SIGNATURE SPIKE HURRICANRANA CONNECTS AS SHE USES LIMMY’S OWN MOMENTUM TO DROP HIM ON HIS HEAD RIGHT ONTO THE CANVAS! THAT’S PAYBACK FOR ALL THE BLOWS TO THE HEAD THAT SHE’S SUFFERED THROUGHOUT THE MATCH SO FAR!
Stew-O: AND KASSIDY ISN’T WASTING ANY TIME AT THIS POINT, SCRAMBLING OVER TO HOOK LIMMY’S LEGS AND TRY TO GET THE PINFALL VICTORY RIGHT HERE AND NOW! DOES SHE HAVE IT?! THE REFEREE SLIDES IN FOR THE COUNT!
ONEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Flannery McCoy: BUT LIMMY GOT HIS SHOULDER UP EMPHATICALLY AT THE LAST MOMENT! SOMEHOW THE ACE STILL HAS SOME ENERGY LEFT TO KEEP THIS MATCH GOING, AND THAT RESILIENCE IS JUST GETTING ON KASSIDY HEART’S NERVES EVEN MORE AS SHE’S PRACTICALLY GRINDING HER TEETH INTO DUST!
Jake Mercer: SHE’S GOT A GRIP OF LIMMY’S MAGNIFICENT FLOWING HAIR AND USES IT TO DRAG HIM UP, WHILE USING HER OTHER HAND TO PULL LIMMY’S OWN LEFT ARM BEHIND HIS BACK! WHAT’S SHE GOT PLANNED HERE–
Stew-O: HEART STOPPER! SHE CONNECTS WITH A RARELY SEEN HEART PUNCH THAT DEFINITELY SEEMS TO AFFECT LIMMY IN A BAD WAY AS HE STAGGERS BACK, CLUTCHING AT HIS CHEST IN PAIN AS THE LOOK IN HIS EYES MAKES IT SEEM LIKE HE’S TOTALLY DAZED!
Flannery McCoy: Kassidy Heart sneers at the pain Limmy’s in before she takes aim and takes a couple steps back, creating some distance between the two of them…! There’s nothing but malicious intent in her narrowed eyes as she glares daggers at the Ace, not willing to stop until he gets put down for good!
Jake Mercer: AND KASSIDY BURSTS INTO A SPRINT JUST AS LIMMY STRAIGHTENS HIS BACK, LOOKING LIKE SHE’S ABOUT TO CONNECT WITH THE GO TO GAWD, HER SPEAR AIMED RIGHT AT THE MIDSECTION OF LIMMY THAT SHE WORE DOWN EARLIER WITH THOSE PRECISELY AIMED BOXING PUNCHES!
Stew-O: HAILBREAKER! HAILBREAKER! A LOW ANGLED HAILBREAKER CONNECTS, THE SIGNATURE COUNTER DROPKICK OF LIMMY MONAGHAN GETS FIRED OFF AND LANDS RIGHT ON THE ROOF OF KASSIDY’S LOWERED HEAD RIGHT AS SHE SPRINTED DIRECTLY INTO IT! I THINK THAT MAY HAVE KNOCKED KASSIDY HEART RIGHT OUT!
Flannery McCoy: AFTER ALL THE BLOWS TO HER HEAD, I CAN’T IMAGINE THAT EVEN THE RESILIENT MAULER WILL BE ABLE TO OVERCOME THE LEVEL OF DAMAGE SHE’S SUFFERED THUS FAR! LIMMY CRAWLS OVER TO PULL HER AWAY FROM THE ROPES SHE LANDED NEAR, WISELY PREVENTING HER FROM BEING ABLE TO GET A ROPE BREAK TO STAY IN THE MATCH!
Jake Mercer: AND HE HOOKS THE LEG! THIS MIGHT REALLY BE IT! THE REFEREE COUNTS THE PIN!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Stew-O: NOOOOOO! KASSIDY HEART LIVES UP TO HER REPUTATION AS SHE MANAGES TO KICK OUT EVEN AFTER GETTING HIT WITH SOMETHING AS DEVASTATING AS THAT! LIMMY HAS DONE EVERYTHING HE CAN TO KEEP ON TARGETING HER WEAK POINT AND IT JUST HASN’T BEEN ENOUGH SO FAR! KASSIDY TAKES EVERYTHING THE ACE IS THROWING HER WAY AND CONTINUES TO MAKE IT OUT ALIVE!
Flannery McCoy: The frustration is starting to build on both ends as Limmy pounds his fist into the canvas before he glares at Kassidy and decides to redirect his frustrations against her, firing off closed fist punch after closed fist punch aimed right at the head of Kassidy, looking to wear her down even after she’s managed to survive all of this torment!
Jake Mercer: But eventually, all roads lead to the same place as Limmy turns Kassidy over into a prone position before he starts TO summon the last remnants of his strength to start dragging her back up to a standing position… WITH HER ARM CLUTCHED AGAINST HER RIBS! I THINK WE ALL KNOW THIS CAN ONLY MEAN ONE THING!
Stew-O: HE’S GOING FOR IT ALL HERE! KASSIDY HEART MAKES IT BACK UP TO HER FEET, AND LIMMY MONAGHAN RIPCORDS HER OUT BEFORE PULLING HER IN FOR NONE OTHER THAN… ASTROCIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDE!
Flannery McCoy: NO! KASSIDY DUCKED UNDERNEATH THE RAINMAKER LARIAT BEFORE LEAPING UP AND TWISTING HER WAY AROUND THE ARMS OF THE ACE BEFORE PULLING AND DROPPING HIM RIGHT INTO KASSIBLE LECTER!
Jake Mercer: KASSIBLE LECTER IS LOCKED IN! LIMMY HAS NOWHERE TO GO, AND KASSIDY IS LOOKING POSITIVELY HOMICIDAL RIGHT NOW AS SHE OPENS HER MOUTH AND BEGINS CHOMPING ON THE SHOULDERS OF THE ACE! AND IT LOOKS LIKE SHE’S THROWING CAUTION TO THE WIND BECAUSE SHE’S EVEN USING HER OWN HEAD, HER WEAK POINT THAT’S BEEN DAMAGED THROUGHOUT THE COURSE OF THE MATCH, JUST TO ETCH OUT THAT EXTRA LITTLE BIT OF DAMAGE!
Stew-O: HEADBUTTS TO THE HEAD OF THE ACE AND BITES TO HIS SHOULDERS! KASSIDY IS QUITE LITERALLY FIGHTING TOOTH AND NAIL TO BE ABLE TO GET THIS TO THE FINISH LINE, SHOWING JUST HOW FAR THE ACE HAS PUSHED HER!
Flannery McCoy: THE ACE IS GRITTING HIS TEETH AND TRYING TO WITHSTAND THE MAELSTROM OF VIOLENT AND PSYCHOTIC OFFENSE THAT THE MAULER IS HURLING AT HIM, BUT WITH EVERY HEADBUTT THAT CONNECTS, I THINK HE’S STARTING TO FADE MORE AND MORE AND MORE!
Jake Mercer: THE REFEREE IS CHECKING ON THE ACE, AND…
Stew-O: HE’S OUT!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… THE MAULER, KASSIDY! HEAAAAAART!
(Kassidy rolls away from Limmy, but the effort to land those headbutts has taken it out of her as well, both legends are exhausted and trying to recover, but Kass is the only one with a smirk on her face.)
Stew-O: WHAT A HARD FOUGHT MATCH!
Jake Mercer: Limommy really gave it his all and pushed Kassidy to her absolute limit, which is NOT an easy task to do!
Flannery McCoy: But at the end of the day, the Mauler lived up to her name because she managed to overcome the Ace and prove once again to the world that she is EXACTLY the danger that she says she is!
(The video feed lingers as Kassidy eventually manages to stagger back to her feet to raise her arms in triumphant celebration before it fades to black.)
(A commercial is shown for dog cones featuring Michael Machina trying to bite himself.)
(The Fighting Spirit marquee returns to ringside, as the packed Aviva Stadium crowd was hot and rowdy. The ring had received a quick makeover: the mat turned black and taut beneath the lights, with a table in the middle dressed in a black cloth as two microphones sat on top of it, and two leather chairs had been laid across from each other.)
(At the far edge of the table stood upright the Voltage commissioner Captain Charisma, holding a closed leather binder with a small pen attached to it tightly to his chest, and a microphone in the other hand.)
(He takes the second to exhale faintly, knowing just the situation at hand is about to come to a climax and how taxing it’s been for everybody, including him, before he reluctantly raises the microphone, knowing he has to be the one to do it— it’s his duty.)
Captain Charisma: Thank you to everybody in the audience for joining me tonight. This season is on the precipice of coming to a close, and there is no doubt it has been one of the most incendiary seasons the Voltage brand has ever seen, which is saying very, very much considering the history of this show. It goes without saying that its controversies have also come with the tremendous difficulty of dealing with the logistics and mediation of it all, but that’s my duty as the commissioner of this brand, and I am wholeheartedly dedicated to making the electric golden brand the best it can be.
(Matthieu takes a second to blink and take in a breath, quickly readjusting his coat and brushing his hair back, still bracing himself for impact.)
Captain Charisma: It’s no secret that on a season with many stories and, frankly, many transgressions, one of them has stood out since it happened—a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence that I truly pray will stay that way.
Captain Charisma: Shock Value…
Captain Charisma: …And the ongoing issue between Kai Rabeaux and Adam Lucas, more specifically.
(The crowd sounds a faint cheer, one more rooted in anticipation and curiosity rather than admiration or excitement.)
Captain Charisma: Last week, my assistant Eden explained the details of it all to you guys in a better way than I could, so I thank her for that, but I’ve decided it’s better if I’m the one handling this. I’ve been around since the beginning of time here, and I’ve been the commissioner of this brand for many years. I have a lot of experience under my belt with pretty much everything this business feeds itself on, both internally and externally. However, Shock Value was a new experience even for me. It was all a nightmare on every front, just thinking back about it, and I’ve truly had no idea how to handle it all. I’m still not sure I know how to.
Captain Charisma: I’ve learned there’s no pleasing everyone, and sometimes that’s that, but to say I’ve ruminated on the idea of this job being one that had officially become beyond my abilities barely even starts to encapsulate everything. However, this is not about me. I am committed to my position and my brand like I always have been, and want the best for everyone: our hard workers, our competitors, our image, and our fans. This being the point that did me in would mean I’d disappointed the people I devoted myself to, and I have enough regrets in my competitive career that haunt me to this day; I don’t want to keep piling them up.
Captain Charisma: So that’s enough about me. While Adam Lucas was given the day off last week with our approval, and frankly, at our request, he will be in the building tonight, imminently.
(The crowd cheers at the mention of Adam. The appreciate was not overwhelming by any means, as they’re still unsure of what to even believe regarding him, but they really cannot help but feel empathy for his situation.)
Captain Charisma: …I hope Kai Rabeaux will too.
(Now, the crowd becomes overwhelming with its reaction, as the boos and cusses let out at Kai’s name alone drown the atmosphere in negativity. Matthieu just shakes his head reluctantly, not completely ignoring their disdain as he absolutely gets it.)
(Once the crowd’s emotions attached to Kai dwindle, he opts to continue.)
Captain Charisma: Last week, Eden announced that we have finally concluded how we are handling the matter between the two of them. It’s Pain For Pride. It’s the two of them battling it all out, or so I hope it will be all of it. It’s an exciting avenue to take for the audience, sponsors had been reluctant but ultimately sold on the idea, but what I care about more than that is what is best for the both of them. This is a compromise that I felt was necessary. It was the only option left, because nothing worked, and I do not like letting issues linger on this brand, nor to lose my talents because of their frustrations.
Captain Charisma: There is only bad blood between the two, and that is putting it lightly. Both parties have enacted violence to no end, going as far as to be absent at times to avoid it. It has felt like a game of chess that has been torn into far too many different facets of this brand, with other talents having gotten involved much to their displeasure. We do not want that to be the norm.
Captain Charisma: Pain For Pride will be where they let it all out once and for all. It’s the best decision we thought we could make, and while it will not heal the scars, while it won’t even be a band-aid, we hope it’s enough for both of them to go down their different paths, and achieve some healing through different ways of help. It is, after all, what Voltage is all about, and I’m a firm believer that avoidance doesn’t solve issues.
Captain Charisma: So. In my hand…
(Matthieu raises the leather binder just enough to be in proper view of the camera, as all details of the leather reflect off the jumbotron spotlights.)
Captain Charisma: …is the contract that will make the match official. Adam Lucas. Kai Rabeaux. Hardcore Championship. Pain For Pride.
(Dozens of bodies of security then begin to surround the ringside area, in case of a brawl arising. That much, feels inevitable.)
(Matthieu firmly places the leather binder with the contract inside on the clothed table. He leaves his hand lingering on the leather just a faint bit, as one last exhale sharply leaves his lungs. Reluctantly, he looks down at the microphone, and takes a gulp of air as his lips start to part.)
Captain Charisma: Here goes nothing. I would like to welcome our two competitors. First, Adam Lucas…
(“Everybody Knows (Unstoppable)” by Royal Deluxe reverberates in what has oddly felt like forever. The reaction of the crowd matches the one from earlier, except there is more intensity to it. There is a feeling in the air that the crowd cannot shake off… and it’s all rooted in the body language of Adam Lucas.)
(Known for his “no time to waste” type of movements, he does not walk out on the stage instantly after the song blares like he usually does. Instead, it’s a few brief moments before he finally makes his way on the stage. Mandatorily surrounded by three security guards at the Commissioner’s orders, Adam Lucas walks out sporting the same usual, “cowboy”-esque look and his iconic leather jacket.)
(He takes a brief moment on the stage, looking around with an expression that the audience, for some, just cannot read, the tune of his song completely channeled out in his mind. He then finally begins to walk forward, with steps much less aggressive and deliberate than usual. Instead, they were more patient beyond the loud thuds of his boot. Adam’s reluctance was noticeable. Perhaps he had finally taken in that all of this had truly happened… and there’s no going back.)
(Especially not if he signs that contract.)
Thadd Blazevich: Something feels odd in the air right now. It might just be me… I… dived into a more risky experience since my usual stuff can’t be found in Dublin… and for that matter hardly anything can be found in Ireland. But I don’t know, I feel like the pores on my skin are starting to rise or something.
Persephone: Uh-huh Thad… What snake oil salesman did you believe now? Nothing feels any different.
Rich Russillo: Actually, he’s right. I can feel it too. Especially after Adam Lucas made his way out. It’s a different energy emanating from him, and I think Adam himself is aware of it…
(Adam climbs on the apron via the steel steps as the three security guards follow. He enters through the middle rope, while only two security guards follow, one of them remaining on the apron, as Captain Charisma offers his hand to be shaken, but Adam just sighs and turns his attention back towards the stage as his entrance tune fades out, not even bothering to take a seat.)
Captain Charisma: Okay. Thank you for coming out—
Adam Lucas: (off-mic) I’m signing the damn contract. That’s all I’m here for.
(Adam speaks over him without hesitation, opening the leather binder in a hurry.)
(But just as he reaches for the pen…)
(“Burn In My Light” by Mercy Drive quickly stops him in his tracks. It’s as if Adam has forgotten everything he was about to do, as his attention swiftly becomes unbridled, multiple exhales leaving him as if the “calmer” state he was in quickly evaporated, as the all-too-familiar grimace returns on his face.)
(Surrounded by another trio of security guards, Kai Rabeaux slowly steps atop the stage, taking in the boos of the people who were not even certain he’d be here today. Logically, both of them entered the stadium backstage later than everybody else, with Kai coming in especially late, hence Matthieu’s initial uncertainty. The stadium had been divided with two rooms on opposite sides of each other, being specially reserved for Adam & Kai respectively, with a swarm of security guards surrounding everything.)
(Kai sports a look of displeasure on his face, knowing none of this is what he verbally asked for, but there is also a small, cocky grin emerging as he eyes down Adam Lucas. He carries the Hardcore Championship on top of his shoulder, as he dons an all-black three-piece suit with just a singular ring over his finger.)
Rich Russillo: Well, we knew this was inevitable after last week’s demands from Eden. It was show up to do this… or be stripped of the Hardcore Championship.
Persephone: Proud bastard. It’s not even a certainty he’ll walk away with his life after today, but the title?
Thadd Blazevich: We’ve only been surprised by these two… maybe this is another surprise coming and we don’t even know it! We got a ton of security in here after all!
(Once at the top of the ramp, security guides Kai to go around the ring and reach the side opposing Adam. He reluctantly obliges, truly wishing he could’ve stared him down directly as he entered for mind games, but he takes what he can get. As all the security guards at ringside make room for him, he slowly enters the ring, gazing Adam Lucas all the way through as his smirk grows, and the three security guards follow in that same formation as the other ones.)
(“Burn In My Light” hollows out in echoes, as Kai stands face to face with Adam Lucas. He slowly motions his mouth as if he were chewing gum while slowly taking a seat in the comfortable leather chair. Meanwhile, Adam only faintly entertains the shared looks. He exhales and resumes what he started earlier—signing the contract.)
(But Kai picks up one of the two microphones on the table.)
Kai Rabeaux: …Got someplace to be?
(Adam’s head rises up as he’s leaned forward, a stern expression on his face meeting Kai’s eyes from above as his brow slightly raises upwards.)
Kai Rabeaux: You may do as you wish, sign your name on that contract, not even bother to read it, then walk away, tail tucked between your legs, patiently waiting the day of Pain For Pride as if it were one of halcyon, already promised to you… but I advise you take a seat.
(The smirk on Kai’s face dissipates, as his look begins to match Adam’s own.)
Kai Rabeaux: You must have forgotten… My signature, too, is required for your delusional promise to even become palpable… and frankly…
Kai Rabeaux: My desire to sign that contract is minuscule at best.
Captain Charisma: Kai—
(Adam motions his palm towards the Commissioner, as he slowly reaches for the sole microphone that remained on the table.)
Adam Lucas: You’ll sign that contract if you know what’s best for you.
(Kai chuckles, as Captain Charisma was about to interject, but Kai beat him to the punch.)
Kai Rabeaux: A threat, hm? What will you do, there are enough bodies surrounding us that getting your hands on me is virtually impossible. Your threat’s almost as empty as your soul… but your usual theatrics will not come to be, not tonight. Mr. Daniels has clearly taken the necessary precautions to make certain of that.
(Matthieu nodded with the latter, as his hands clasped in front of him, letting the two speak their minds at will.)
(Adam reluctantly takes a seat on the high-end desk chair, realizing this night will be a long one no matter what. He’s slow and hesitant in doing so, which actually amuses Kai.)
Adam Lucas: The time for games is over, Kai. You have no choice. You have an ultimatum we both know you cannot live with, you would otherwise not even be here.
Kai Rabeaux: Do you truly believe this “ultimatum” cannot be handled? I’ve reluctantly come only to bite. To entertain your wounded self. How absurd would it be, for me to accept this, when I’ve only had the desire to rid myself of your presence ever since I won this Championship? When it is MY Championship, and you have nothing to offer me in return?
Kai Rabeaux: …I have nothing to gain… and everything to lose.
Kai Rabeaux: All for… what? So you can give yourself the fleeting illusion that senselessly putting your hands on me, beating pools of blood out of my body, is vindication? That it is solace? That it will suffice for your own sins? That it will produce healing? Going for me—you’ve only done yourself more harm. I am only a bandage solution, and that is if you even get that far.
Kai Rabeaux: You’ve done enough physical harm to me. None of it has helped. I am a casualty of your internal war, a martyr for your self-inflicted wounds. You’ve manipulated the masses well enough. You’ve even manipulated the top brass, somehow. However, in the end, beating me will not give you what you wish. It will not bring you back in time. It will not bring you consolation. It will not bring your wife back around your arms…
Kai Rabeaux: Beating me…
(Kai intently slows his tone down, watching as Adam loses his cool more and more, as his composure gets pierced through… Kai briefly lets his words linger, as a shit-eating grin suddenly etches itself on the corner of his lips.)
Kai Reabeux: …it will not bring back that creature.
(Adam’s eyes quickly turn as wide as the abyss, staring a punctured hole right into Kai as the crowd gasps and even Matthieu himself is visibly taken aback. He begins to shake as security prepares for the worst; he’s trying his hardest to maintain himself… at least just this once. But Kai is making it difficult. Intentionally so.)
Kai Rabeaux: You believe this is an eye for an eye. You couldn’t be more wrong.
(Adam takes a deep breath, one audible through the mic that tells the whole story more eloquently than words ever could.)
Adam Lucas: You… called yourself a martyr. It’s an interesting choice of words. I’d go as far as to say it’s some intentional honesty slipping. Because you are correct in that regard, more correct than you’ve ever been in your life. You’re martyrizing yourself, and it could not be more evident. Making yourself out to be the victim of what I am doing, while you play the game of innocence. And I’m not sure what’s amusing, the absurdity of that idea in and of itself… or the fact nobody is buying it.
(Kai shakes his head.)
Kai Rabeaux: I only want what is right. Keeping me from being the valiant champion I can be & want to be, making me a part of your war, is not that.
Adam Lucas: Neither is what you did to me and my family …shitwad. But here we are now, the consequences of your actions.
Kai Rabeaux: It’s amusing. You accuse me—baselessly, may I add—of manipulating this situation into my favor, twisting it against you like I am some puppeteer, but the deceitful tone of your words cannot be ignored. With this “nothing to win, everything to lose” situation you believe you have me cornered in, do tell—honestly, I beg—are you not simply trying to snatch the Hardcore Championship from my hands…?
(Adam shakes his head, complete nonsense being spewed by Kai from his perspective.)
Kai Rabeaux: Come on, Adam. Be. Honest. It was your own greed that led you here to begin with. When you could not take your vanquishment at the hands of Lord Armstrong, you went crawling behind your wife’s back on her, deciding you’d instead take her championship since your days of glory had vividly become a thing of the past. On a celebratory day, of all times… It was dirty… you could admit to as much yourself, but you cannot bring yourself to admit what is at its core: your greed. You think you are far above that, except it’s in your nature, and you’re in denial.
Kai Rabeaux: Your plot for revenge is downright farcical, because if you cared for any of your marital problems, you would settle them… but it has been over two months, and you have moved at the pace of a snail. Those are not the actions of a caring, loving husband. Those are the actions of a greedy sociopath who wants to soak in all the glory and will take anything to validate himself. You were bound to fail to rob your wife of her glory before I even made my appearance, and I believe that is the source of the wound… your failure, not as a husband, but as a competitor. You could not do it then. You knew you could not. Now… you are desperate to get my hands on me… because I have the title you could not take… when I did.
(Adam lets Kai’s interpretation simmer, a look of bafflement written beneath his rigid, serious visage.)
Adam Lucas: …Do you hear yourself? Kai… At this point, I seriously could not care ANY less about this industry and some cheap, worthless championships that give scumbags like you the delusion you mean something…
Kai Rabeaux: I am meant to take that admission of yours at face value? Because you are so known for your integrity, aren’t you?
Adam Lucas: Almost as much as you are known for cowardice and manipulation. I want to get my hands on you. I want to kill you. I want you to squirm… I want your pride dead. Every PERSONAL bit of YOU!
Kai Rabeaux: Very well. Then I will sign this contract…
Kai Rabeaux: …If the Hardcore Championship is not on the line.
(The people in the audience get surprised and even dissatisfied at this idea, yet Kai is not doing this to run away with the championship reign intact… he has no plans to sign that contract period. Instead, he’s calling Adam’s bluff.)
Adam Lucas: Fine by me.
(But he would be wrong.)
(Kai’s eyes suddenly narrow, as he begins to think over his thoughts and how he could approach this knowing his own intention.)
(Fortunately for him, Captain Charisma interjects.)
Captain Charisma: …That is not possible.
(A very faint, imperceptible sigh of relief escapes Kai’s lips.)
Captain Charisma: It’s been almost 30 days since you last defended the Hardcore Championship, Kai. We are supposed to strip a champion of their title if they do not defend it in that 30-day window, but for obvious reasons, there are causes which allow us to be more lenient about it.
Captain Charisma: You are not currently scheduled to face any challenger, and by the time you get to Pain For Pride… it would be well over 60 days since your last defense. My hand would be forced, Kai. There is no reasonable argument to make for you to not be stripped of the championship if you opt not to defend it at Pain For Pride.
(Reluctantly, Kai speaks.)
Kai Rabeaux: Fine. I will defend this championship on the road to Pain For Pride.
Captain Charisma: It’s not that simple. Our plans are final.
(The Commissioner clears the air sternly and decisively.)
Kai Rabeaux: Yet I am supposed to believe I am not prejudiced. Preposterous.
Adam Lucas: Cut the bullshit already! I’ve entertained you far more than I would like, and there is barely ANYTHING holding me back from ending you right this fucking second if you keep playing these games.
(Adam speaks through gritted teeth, as Kai is left unimpressed and frustrated, but his composure remains intact.)
Kai Rabeaux: How sick of you to use your wife’s miscarriage, your unborn child… as a veil for your greed.
(Adam’s teeth grit even more, grinding against each other as the very sound of it echoes from his microphone.)
Adam Lucas: Cross that boundary… one more fucking time…
Kai Rabeaux: No matter how much more salt I’d add to that wound, I would still never come any close to your quantities, Adam.
Adam Lucas: You’re wrong. So fucking wrong. I don’t want that title. I don’t care about this sport anymore. I don’t care about my legacy. I don’t care about ANYTHING… but my wife.
(Kai tilts his head… partially unable to understand the attachment Adam has for his wife, for pure love, over materialism. To place what he sees as weakness… above strength.)
Adam Lucas: And I would do anything to make things right. That’s what you don’t get…
(Kai suddenly smirks, peeking directly into Adam’s desperate gaze.)
Kai Rabeaux: …Anything?
(He silently chuckles to himself.)
Kai Rabeaux: I see. Then… Adam Lucas. I will sign this contract… under one condition…
(The audience soon begins to grow weary as the air slowly sucks itself out of the arena, Kai’s expression just looks… far too firm & far too confident, far too suddenly.)
(Adam nods, jittering his fingers inwards, prompting Kai to go on.)
Kai Rabeaux. # You agree to put your career on the line.
(The crowd suddenly begins to gasp, as Captain Charisma—)
Adam Lucas: # I accept.
(With clear intent and determination, Adam Lucas accepts without a single second of hesitation.)
(The crowd collectively exhales a massive gasp, loud enough to be heard all throughout the arena. The security guards look shocked. Even Captain Charisma steps back, a very uncertain expression suddenly swarms on his face.)
(Kai just… smirks.)
Captain Charisma: Adam… I… I can’t let that—
Adam Lucas: Go ahead with it.
Captain Charisma: Adam—
Adam Lucas: I told you to go ahead with it! Make it official!!
Captain Charisma: …If that’s what you want…
(Matthieu reluctantly sighs, taking the bind and flinging it towards him along with the pen. He takes a hard look at the unsigned paper.)
𝐊𝐀𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐗
𝐕𝐒
𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀𝐒
𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩
(His gaze remains stuck on the Times New Roman lettering. He takes one more brief glance at Adam, who firmly nods.)
Kai Rabeaux: He accepted to dig his grave… Go on already.
(Matthieu exhales once more, raising his chin upwards and looking directly at Adam Lucas as he shakes his head.)
Captain Charisma: …I can’t let you do this.
(Adam expires a breath out of frustration.)
Adam Lucas: Stop pitying me. Do it.
(Captain Charisma has all the power to do as Adam wishes…)
(But it wasn’t Captain Charisma who couldn’t do it. It was Matthieu Daniels.)
(Not the branded name etched in EAW history. Not the commissioner. But Matthieu, the human… who knows just what it means to step away from wrestling altogether… to live with perpetual regret every day after… to make decisions that, despite all the fire, are in reality irrational. Despite the animosity Adam’s shown him, he just can’t damn him to something like that.)
(Matthieu just shakes his head. It’s a clear “no” towards Adam.)
Kai Rabeaux: He really has you on a string… huh… Mr. Daniels? You cannot bear to see this liar out of your sight… knowing what I’d do to him…
(He chuckles.)
Kai Rabeaux: Have it your way. I will not comply, and I will see you in the court of justice regarding this “forced title vacancy” you’ve strung up on me.
(Kai heads towards the ropes, truly meaning every single one of his words.)
Adam Lucas: Wait!
(But his movement halts.)
Adam Lucas: Charisma…! You’ve done nothing but deny me what I want the whole time I’ve been on Voltage. I’m sick of it. I’m sick of you, too, so don’t pretend you care about me now.
(The air is completely sucked out of the stadium, as the mere whisper of silence lingers.)
Adam Lucas: Just this once… please… Give me what I want.
(Matthieu lets out a long-winded exhale. He glances at Adam, then back at the opened contract.)
Captain Charisma: You truly want that? Are you sure?
Adam Lucas: I am.
(Reluctantly…)
Captain Charisma: Fine. But I don’t want to have this on my conscience. There’s no more room left in there.
(Matthieu sighs once more, as he looks at both Kai and Adam, who want it just as much.)
(No going back now.)
Captain Charisma: I can carry a whole brand’s maintenance on my back, but unfortunately, guilt I cannot carry as well…
Captain Charisma: But since you both want this, we’ll do it… but it won’t be by the books.
(Kai tilts his head, as Adam raises a brow.)
Captain Charisma: I don’t wanna take liability for any of this. Everything you do… you got all the freedom in the world… do whatever you want, all I’m personally guaranteeing you is the venue, the time, and the stage.
Captain Charisma: I won’t sanction it… But I’ll let it happen—off the record.
(The crowd gasps for what is now the third time in this brief span of time.)
(He looks at Adam.)
Captain Charisma: You’ll put your career on the line.
(He then looks at Kai.)
Captain Charisma: You’ll put your title on the line.
(Then, his glances move towards the crowd, preferring not to look at any of these two any longer than he must when the emotions are already at an all-time high.)
Captain Charisma: # In an Unsanctioned match.
(The crowd has no idea how to react. Some are loud, some are not. Some cheer, others boo. One thing is clear: despite it all, they don’t want Adam Lucas gone.)
(Adam exhales deeply, while Kai is letting an uncontainable smile filled with arrogance show.)
(Without further ado, Matthieu clicks the pen under what feels like an immense weight. He hesitantly looks at the contract, then forcefully closes his eyes while a long breath emerges. Just to get it over with, he quickly forces himself to write down on the paper, the ballpoint pen’s writing setting it all in stone.)
(He reluctantly slides the binder towards the middle, and…)
(Beneath the official font, was his own rushed & shaky handwriting, making it official.)
𝐊𝐀𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐗
𝐕𝐒
𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀𝐒
𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩
𝒯𝒾𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓋𝓈 𝒞𝒶𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓇
𝒰𝓃𝓈𝒶𝓃𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝑀𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽.
(Adam nods, with a grinning exhale, as everything begins to settle in.)
Kai Rabeaux: Well… It seems I’ve coincidentally dressed for the occasion…
(Kai flails his arm out as he flaunts his three-piece suit which was all-black. A choice… often fit for funerals.)
(Adam has no more words to spare. He snatches the pen hard enough that it clicks closed on its own, accident which only added fuel to his fire. He fixes it without another word, the second click louder than the first, and without hesitation signs his name on the dotted line, making it official for himself. Pain For Pride could be his last day.)
(Adam’s face suddenly doesn’t spell out anger anymore. Instead, it slowly turns into reconciliation; it’s almost serene when looking behind his dirty, wounded face.)
(He takes one breath as he looks down at the contract, then shoves it right into Kai’s chest.)
Adam Lucas: Hold your end. Sign it.
(Kai smirks, although with a sliver of uncertainty cloaked inside of him.)
(He clutches the binder, without much of a choice. He places the contract on the black linen along with his microphone, and looks at Adam, slowly nodding, knowing that he made his bed.)
(He clicks the pen shut, slowly, then leans forward at no faster a pace.)
(Kai runs his thumb over his lips as a far-from-faint snicker escapes him.)
(He clicks the pen again, releasing the ballpoint as the entire energy in the arena belongs to him.)
(Slowly moving his hand towards the dotted line…)
(He keeps his word, and signs the contract.)
(It’s official.)
(He slowly slides the contract over to Captain Charisma, who signals security to leave as they’d done their job and kept the two apart until the contract could be signed, then Kai picks the microphone back up.)
(Matthieu takes the binder and begins to make his way out, not wanting to be witness to any more of this… it’s unsanctioned, and everything is officially out of his hands now.)
Kai Rabeaux: I will at least admit… I did not expect you to commit toward such lengths—it’s suicide after all. You have a month to etch your name on the gravestone, nobody’ll be there to do it…
(Kai slowly rises to his feet, staring at Adam Lucas with eyes like a hand around a throat.)
Kai Rabeaux: But I can certainly assure… I’d kick your carcass into the hole myself if I must.
(Adam responds with a faint chuckle, as he gets up & off the leather chair.)
Adam Lucas: Yeah… Time certainly’s running out, Kai. You got a month of hiding left in you. There is now nothing stopping me from putting you in the grave come Pain For Pride. Not even this company.
Kai Rabeaux: Some fighting words… coming from a quitter.
Adam Lucas: I’d watch your mouth. We’re under no sanctions now, Kai.
Kai Rabeaux: I’m well aware.
Adam Lucas: Did you plan an escape?
Kai Rabeaux: I never needed to.
(Adam slowly leaves his microphone on the table, staring one final hole into Kai Rabeaux… And Kai does the same as he slowly places the Hardcore Championship on the table.)
(Adam steadily slides away the now-empty table—the only thing standing between their fists. Kai takes a breath, taking off his blazer, then cracking his knuckles as he sizes up Adam.)
(As soon as enough space is made…)
(Kai doesn’t wait. He goes straight for the cheap shot.)
Rich Russillo: THE TIME FOR TALKING IS OFFICIALLY OVER!! SO MANY SHOCKING NEWS WE JUST HEARD… WE DON’T EVEN HAVE TIME TO DISCUSS THEM! KAI RABEAUX BLINDSIDES ADAM LUCAS WITH A KITCHEN SINK KNEE STRIKE THAT SENDS HIM ALL THE WAY TO THE OUTSIDE!! ADAM GRABS A HOLD OF KAI’S ANKLES, SLAMMING HIM TO THE MAT AND GETTING HIM OUTSIDE!! HE NAILS HIM WITH A MASSIVE PUNCH AND RAMS HIM INTO THE APRON!!
Thadd Blazevich: KAI IS HURTING BRO, BUT I DOUBT HE CARES HOW MUCH PAIN HE GOES THROUGH AT THIS POINT! HE GETS A BACK ELBOW IN ON ADAM, AND NOW HE SHOVES HIM RIGHT INTO THE STEEL STEPS!!! ADAM’S SHOULDER IS HURTING AFTER THAT AS HE RETREATS TOWARDS THE BARRICADE—
Persephone: BUT HE HAS ANOTHER THING COMING!! THE HOLLOW POINT RUNNING HIGH KICK SENDS ADAM RIGHT INTO THE CROWD OF FANS, AND KAI CLIMBS ON THE APRON NOW!!
Rich Russillo: KAI LEAPS FOR A CROSSBODY, BUT ADAM ROLLS THROUGH IT WITH KAI IN HIS HANDS, AND THE PEOPLE IN THE AUDIENCE HAVE TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY AS ADAM JUST SLAMS KAI BACK-FIRST INTO THE SEATS FANS WERE JUST SITTING ON!!! NOW HE SNATCHES A FAN’S BEER, AND HE DROWNS IT DOWN HIS MOUTH WHILE PLACING A BOOT OVER HIS FACE!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT KAI IS QUICK TO GRAB A HOLD OF HIS ANKLES AND GET HIM OFF BALANCE, HE GETS UP AND RUNS IN WITH A MASSIVE FOREARM TO THE FACE!! NOW HE SHOVES ADAM TOWARDS A FLIGHT OF STAIRS!!
Rich Russillo: KAI GRABS A MONITOR FROM A NEARBY PRODUCTION TABLE, AND HITS ADAM RIGHT IN THE HEAD WITH IT!! HE TAKES HIM UP THAT FLIGHT OF STAIRS AS ADAM KEEPS PUNCHING AT HIM, KAI DOING THE SAME!!
Thadd Blazevich: KAI SEES AN EMERGENCY EXIT AND HE SHOVES ADAM RIGHT INTO IT—BUT ADAM TURNS IT AROUND, AND THE DOORS SWING OPEN WITH THE FORCE OF KAI’S BODY!!!
Rich Russillo: THEY ENDED UP IN SOME BACKSTAGE HALLWAY NOW AS FANS ARE SWARMING OUT OF THE WAY! ADAM LUCAS SMASHES KAI’S HEAD AGAINST A CONCESSION STAND TABLE, BEFORE THROWING HIM TOWARDS A TABLE FULL OF MERCH!! HE DEALS KNUCKLES STRAIGHT TO HIS FACE, BUT KAI HEADBUTTS HIM!!
Persephone: NOW KAI PICKS HIM UP, AND SENDS HIM THROUGH THAT TABLE WITH A SUPLEX!!! HE TAKES A BROOMSTICK NEARBY, AND JUST WHIPS ADAM WITH IT WHILE SLOWLY DRAGGING HIM FURTHER DOWN THE HALLWAY!!
Rich Russillo: ADAM FIGHTS BACK, AS HE PICKS UP A TRASH LID AND JUST SENDS IT RIGHT AT KAI!! ALL KINDS OF TRASH IS FLYING OUT BUT KAI COULD NOT CARE LESS!! HE CHARGES RIGHT AT ADAM AND RAMS HIM INTO THE CONCRETE WALL!! THESE TWO ARE TRADING BLOWS AS THEY KEEP ADVANCING FURTHER AND FURTHER!!
Thadd Blazevich: THEY’RE FRANTICALLY FIGHTING ONE ANOTHER UP ANOTHER SMALL FLIGHT OF STAIRS!! THEY’RE CLIMBING UP WHILE TRADING BLOWS!!! KAI RAMS ADAM LUCAS INTO A DOOR, SMASHING IT OFF ITS HINGES IN THE PROCESS!!!
Persephone: THESE FUCKERS HAVE ENDED UP IN A VIP LOUNGE! WE’RE AT THE RICH BOYS AREA AS FANS RUSH OUTTA THE ROOM SCREAMING!! KAI SHOVES ADAM RIGHT INTO A COUCH, AND HE TAKES A SPARE FLOWERPOT!!
Thadd Blazevich: HE THROWS IT RIGHT AT ADAM, BUT ADAM JUST PUNCHES RIGHT THROUGH IT, BREAKING IT AS FLOWERS JUST SPLATTER TO THE GROUND!! NOW KAI TAKES A SILVER TRAY AND TRIES TO HIT ADAM IN THE HEAD WITH IT, BUT ADAM RESISTS!!! EVENTUALLY IT JUST FALLS OUT OF CONTROL!! ADAM TAKES A WHOLE BUCKET OF ICE AND CHAMPAGNE—AND HEAVES IT AT KAI’S HEAD!!!
CRAACCCKKK!!!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT KAI DUCKED UNDER!!! AND THE BUCKET GOES STRAIGHT INTO THE BALCONY WINDOW, BREAKING IT IN THE PROCESS!!! THIS HAS BECOME A HAZARD FOR THE FANS DOWN BELOW AS THEY’RE FORCED TO EVACUATE THE NEAR AREA!! ADAM AND KAI ARE STILL GOING THOUGH!! KAI SLAMS ADAM’S HEAD ON A TABLE, BEFORE DRAGGING HIM TOWARDS A COAT RACK—WHAT THE HELL!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HE’S FORCEFULLY GAUGING ONE OF HIS EYES AGAINST THE EDGE OF ONE OF THE SMALL HOOKS, AND ADAM IS DESPERATELY THROWING ELBOWS TO THE GUT TO GET OUT OF THAT!!!
Persephone: Oh my lord… 🤭
Rich Russillo: THE ELBOWS MANAGE TO DO ENOUGH DAMAGE, AND A ONE EYED ADAM QUICKLY SENDS HIM HEAD FIRST INTO THE HOOKS OF THAT RACK!! BLOOD’S BEEN PLUNGED RIGHT OUT OF KAI’S FACE, AND IT SPLATTERS ON ADAM!! ADAM TAKES OFF HIS JACKET—BUT KAI DEALS A CHEAP BLOW!! HE TAKES ADAM’S JACKET, AND STARTS CHOKING HIM WITH IT WHILE CLOBBERING HIS FOREHEAD WITH DIRECT ELBOW STRIKES!!!
Persephone: This is amazing. How does it keep going?!
Thadd Blazevich: BLOOD STARTS TO FLOW OUT OF ADAM’S HEAD AS HE LITERALLY RIPS THE JACKET IN HALF JUST TO ESCAPE THAT!! HOW FORCEFUL DO YOU NEED TO BE TO LITERALLY RIP APART LEATHER…?
Persephone: ADAM’S A CHEAP GUY, IT’S PROBABLY SOME IMITATION, BUT THE FIGHTING IS NOT OVER! THEY KEEP TRADING BLOWS RIGHT INTO THE BAR!!! KEEP IT GOING, GUYS!
Rich Russillo: KAI HEADBUTTS ADAM!! ADAM’S SENT BACK AS KAI GRABS A WINE BOTTLE AND SLAMS IT AGAINST THE COUNTERTOP!!! ADAM CHARGES!!!
SLASSSHH!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: OH MY GOD! HE JUST STABBED THE WINE BOTTLE INTO THE SIDE OF HIS STOMACH!!!
Persephone: It just keeps getting better and better…
Rich Russillo: ADAM STARTS COUGHING REALLY HARD AS A SURGE OF BLOOD EMERGES FROM UNDER HIS SHIRT!! OH MY GOD!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT WE DON’T EVEN HAVE TIME TO PITY HIM! ADAM IS NOT LETTING THE ADRENALINE WAIVER NO MATTER WHAT!! HE LETS OUT A SCREAM OF PURE PRIMAL RAGE AS HE DECKS HIM RIGHT ACROSS THE NOSE WITH A MASSIVE PUNCH!!! KAI’S NOSE JUST BENT OUT OF SHAPE AND ADAM CAN SOMEHOW STILL KEEP GOING EVEN WITH A BROKEN BOTTLE STUCK INSIDE OF HIM!!
Rich Russillo: What in the world… NOW WHAT?!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO IS TAKING A WINE GLASS FROM BEHIND KAI, AND NOW HE BREAKS IT ON THE COUNTERTOP!!! HE GOES TO STAB IT RIGHT IN KAI’S NECK, BUT KAI IS RESISTING WITH HIS BARE HANDS!!! BLOOD’S POURING OUT OF HIS PALMS BUT IT’S BETTER THAN THE NECK AREA!!
Rich Russillo: HIS PALMS HAVE BEEN CUT OPEN, BUT KAI FINDS THE WHEREWITHAL TO LAND A HARD KICK TO THE SIDE OF ADAM’S KNEE AND ESCAPE THAT SCARY SITUATION!! ADAM’S KNEE BENDED IN A SUPER UNCOMFORTABLE MANNER AS ADAM TRIPS TO THE GROUND ON ONE LEG, A POOL OF BLOOD POURING FROM THE BROKEN BOTTLE SCAR— KAI APPROACHES ADAM—
SLAASSSSHHHH!!!!
Persephone: YES!! ADAM MANAGES TO FIND JUST THE RIGHT OPENING AND STABS THE BROKEN GLASS RIGHT IN THE SAME SIDE OF THE STOMACH, RECIPROCATING THE FAVOR!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BLOOD IS QUICKLY POURING OUT OF KAI’S RIPPED BUTTON-UP, AND ADAM IS TRYING TO GET BACK UP AND FINISH THE JOB BUT HIS LEG IS GENUINELY TWISTED OUT OF SHAPE!! THIS IS DIFFICULT JUST TO LOOK AT, AND KAI NOTICES ADAM IS PRETTY MUCH DONE FOR EVEN IF HE GOT THAT BLOW OFF—
Kai Rabeaux: NNNGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH——
Rich Russillo: AND DESPITE THE DAMAGE OF THAT, KAI FINDS ONE LAST SURGE OF ENERGY—
Thadd Blazevich: HE’S RAMMING ADAM LUCAS INTO THE BROKEN BALCONY GLASS—
Persephone: AND THE WINDOWS FULLY BREAK!!! THEY BOTH GO CRASHING THROUGH!!!! YESSS!!!!
CRASH!!!
Rich Russillo: I THINK THAT’S A WHOLE 12 FEET FALL THEY BOTH SUFFERED!! THEY THUD RIGHT INTO THE CONCRETE GROUND!!! NEITHER OF THEM ARE MOVING. OH MY GOD… :lupe:
(With barely any breaths left in their bodies, Adam Lucas & Kai Rabeaux fall back first onto the concrete down below, right next to each other, with broken glass stabbed into their own flesh. A pool of blood quickly forms around them and covers the concrete in the dark color of red, forming a massive chalk outline, as the entirety of their bodies by now had been entrenched with the crimson color.)
Persephone: Well… One month left on Adam Lucas’ death clock! :blessed: How much more grotesque can it get!! :blessed: :blessed:
(Doctors rush to the scene, with Captain Charisma far behind their hurried steps with crossed arms, shaking his head.)
(Fighting Spirit fades… from the… disturbing scene…)
(A commercial shown for Pizza Hut and Little Caesars’ pros and cons before they got stomped out by Dominos featuring Impact.)
(The graphic for the next match appears)
(Fighting Spirit is being returned from a commercial break, with Gina Romano standing resplendent at the centre of the ring.)
Gina Romano:
“THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A SINGLES MATCH, AND IT IS FOR THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPIONSHIP! THIS MATCH HAS BEEN SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!”
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Ruff Ryders’ Anthem’ by DMX is being played out to a mixed reception from the crowd, though given the European locale, the boos are escalating in volume as Damien Kutcher saunters forth in a pristine white coat, exuding an aura entirely his own with no shortage of conflicted confidence being projected from his very being. The coat is being adjusted upon his own person before any venture toward the ring is undertaken.)
Gina Romano: “INTRODUCING THE CHALLENGER!… FROM ATLANTA, GEORGIA!… WEIGHING IN AT 240 POUNDS!… DAMIEN!… THE MAGIC!… KUTCHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Sienna Swann: For one rather rare instance in quite some time, genuine appreciation can be extended toward an individual with a GOOD sense of fashion this evening, and that individual happens to be Damien Kutcher with this REALLY rather exquisite coat, sweetie! Tailored, structured, the colour is doing him favours, ten out of ten, no notes.
Gavin Kirkland: The presentation being put forth out there has been observed, the kind that leans heavily upon the confidence being carried into this contest. Perhaps this serves as something of a spoiler regarding what might not be anticipated to emerge from this very encounter.
Deadprez: How Damien is destined to march into Pain For Pride, perchance, hinges entirely upon this contest. The outcome could swing in either direction.
(Damien is climbing into the ring and carefully removing the coat from his person, before settling at the corner, where adjustments are being made to the pads and gears wrapped around the arms. ‘New Devil’ by Asking Alexandria suddenly blares throughout the arena, snapping Damien’s attention to full alertness, as Daryl Kinkade strides out toward the ring to a thoroughly rapturous reception from the crowd, that grave, resolute countenance betraying the gravity of the battle ahead while the belt is held aloft in the other hand. Clad in solemn black and white for this confrontation, an expression that signals nothing short of business is being maintained, and Daryl is making the briskest of beelines straight toward the ring to commence the affair without delay.)
Gina Romano: “INTRODUCING THE CHAMPION!… FROM ESSEX, ENGLAND!… WEIGHING IN AT 225 POUNDS!… HE IS THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION!… THE KINK OF ELITE!… DARYLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!… KINKADEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!”
Gavin Kirkland: Daryl is carrying the visage of a battle-ready champion the very moment his frame emerges through that curtain tonight! Damien is about to encounter some rather sobering seconds in close proximity to the reigning titleholder!
Sienna Swann: And how, pray tell, is one supposed to be a champion whilst simultaneously lacking any semblance of presentation right now, sweetie?! What is being done here? Where is the showmanship? Where is the flair? Embarrassing, frankly.
Deadprez: His austerity signals where Daryl’s genuine focus lies, the fight here tonight. Daryl does not appear to be operating in any disposition other than one of beating some serious sense directly into Damien Kutcher, and this is to be the manner in which it shall be done.
(DING DING DING!)
Gavin Kirkland: High stakes match for these two, the title is on the line, and the expected outcome of this match will have an emerging winner walking away with gold. The bell rings, and here we go. Eyes are locked tight, and both men are circling around looking to find some opening against one another.
…
(Both men take a moment to circle each other, and then suddenly clash, trading blows with forearms simultaneously!)
Gavin Kirkland: HERE WE GO! No time to waste, they have been itching for this coming into this battle! Kinkade is throwing right hands, Damien is throwing right hands, both are taking their shots and alternating right off the opening bell!
Deadprez: Both men are taking wild swings right now, but Daryl is taking a stiffer path right now. He’s able to strengthen his forearm here and starts pounding Damien more rapidly!
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Sienna Swann: Daryl gains the edge, gripping the wrist now, sweetie, and perhaps pushing toward the ropes, trying to toss him off with an Irish whip. But Kinkade pulls him back and STRIKES Damien with a Big Boot across the jaw! Damien’s face after that boot landed looks like an even more inelegant version of itself.
Gavin Kirkland: A Big Boot delivered in return as well. Daryl wastes no time returning the favor with one of his own, and Damien is a bit unsteady on his feet now! Daryl readjusts the grip of the Irish whip and does the second attempt, sending Damien to the opposite side, and on the rebound!… DROPKICK CATCHES DAMIEN!
Deadprez: Damien has been taken down. Kinkade crawls over and reaches over to Damien to pick him up, following with!… BUTTERFLY SUPLEX! Daryl scores the first physical advantage in this match with one of his common moves. He hooks the leg. Damien is down!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Sienna Swann: Only a quick two-count there, sweetie. Although that Butterfly Suplex was rather efficacious.
(After the kickout, Daryl drapes his hand over the arm and starts stretching him out in a wristlock from behind as Damien is seen groaning, sitting there on the canvas.)
Gavin Kirkland: A measured pace perhaps setting in for these two at the moment. Daryl now starts taking the slow approach of this match after an aggressive start to take control over his challenger at the moment.
Deadprez: Daryl perhaps starts to realize what Damien’s plan is up to at this point. He’s now doing some groundwork here to make sure that Damien remains in his position.
Sienna Swann: Look at the wretched grimace plastered across Damien’s face as the pain is making his features even more unpleasant than usual. Damien starts to get up as Daryl continues trying to take control, twisting his body around and attempting an escape, but Daryl moves up to the side and is still able to maintain the hold of his twisted wrist further. Daryl makes sure that he stays in command!
Gavin Kirkland: A KICK TO THE GUT! Damien has returned to Daryl with a desperate attempt to escape, followed by a STAMPED boot in return to the jaw as Daryl furiously retaliates against his actions!
Deadprez: AND A SWING OF A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT FROM DAMIEN!
(After it connects, Daryl gets a slight touch at the tip of his lip, looks back at Damien, and thinks about the strike with a stern expression.)
Daryl Kinkade: (Off-Mic) That’s all you got, bruv?
(He shakes his head and starts putting his hands behind his back.)
Daryl Kinkade: (Off-Mic) Hit your best shot. C’mon.
(Damien looks back and feels disrespected with a skeptical look on his face, thinking about it, and aims for a wide swing…)
Gavin Kirkland: OH! DAMIEN FAKES OUT THE WIDE SWING AND PULLS DARYL INTO A SMALL PACKAGE ATTEMPT!
Deadprez: GOOD CATCH, DAWG!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…
Gavin Kirkland: WHOA! CLOSE FALL! WE ALMOST GOT THE NEW CHAMP! Damien may have managed to outsmart the champ, but Daryl realizes the imminent danger that almost caught up to him in time.
Sienna Swann: That was a rather sagacious bit of trickery from Damien, and those scrunched-up features on his face look horrible.
Deadprez: Daryl got up and got caught by Damien with an open-hand chop right across his chest! Damien is further throwing blows, chop after chop right now, as Daryl takes the impact and pressure of it!
CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP!
Gavin Kirkland: Damien rapidly hits till he stops as Daryl is retreating on his footing. Damien turns around and looks to hit the ropes…
Sienna Swann: Kinkade rushes past him down the side as he heads to the ropes. Damien pulls the brake at the center of the ring, and Daryl, off the ropes, is TRYING TO GO FOR THE HANDSPRING ROUNDHOUSE KICK!
Deadprez: Damien avoids the kick, and Daryl harshly lands on his knee!
Sienna Swann: That landing on the knee was wince-inducing! Daryl’s face contorted into the most ungainly expression as he hit the canvas!
Daryl Kinkade: (Off-Mic) FUCK!
Deadprez: That wasn’t a good landing, but Daryl tries to push through… SUPERKICK TO THE JAW BY DAMIEN GETS HIM DOWN BEFORE HE CAN SEE THE SUN RISE!
(After the Superkick, Damien is seen stumbling back down to the ropes behind him and leaning on them, while Daryl is stunned by the kick and trying to regain his bearings.)
Gavin Kirkland: Daryl is not in the greatest state of mind following that kick there, and perhaps trying to have the aid of the ropes right now. Damien positions himself and makes the run out… RUNNING DROPKICK SENDS DARYL THROUGH THE ROPES!
Sienna Swann: Daryl gets dropped through the ropes down to the ringside area, now trying to regain his footing, and now things are going to take place on the outside once more. Hardly a regal exit for the National Elite Champion, Sweetie.
Deadprez: Damien Kutcher tactfully shifts the momentum of this match further into his favor, and Daryl Kinkade now finds himself on the outside trying to recover. Damien drops to the outside and seizes him up!…
CRASH!
Deadprez: DROPS DARYL DEAD RIGHT ONTO THE HARD EDGE OF THE APRON WITH A BACK SUPLEX! DAMIEN IS GOING RUTHLESS!
(After another bad crash for Daryl and taking a toll on himself, he’s seen prone on the ground in awful shape and holding his spine.)
Daryl Kinkade: (Off-Mic) Fucking hell bruv…..
(The Irish crowd is booing while Damien is annoyed by the reaction he’s getting, seeing their European friend getting hurt.)
Damien Kutcher: (Off-Mic) Y’all don’t even like the British like that. Shut the fuck up!
Sienna Swann: Daryl’s back is going to be a struggle for him at the moment, sweetie. Damien is looking to take advantage further of this battle and grabs him… AND FLINGS HIM TOWARD THE CROWD BARRICADE, AND DARYL CRASHES IN THE HARSHEST WAY POSSIBLE! The cacophonous thud his spine made against that barricade was nothing short of execrable!
Gavin Kirkland: An unsightly tableau on the outside indeed, my dear, but at least your commentary continues to grace this broadcast with such eloquence.
Deadprez: I can’t even get away with y’all bullshit even during Fighting Spirit, dawg….
Referee: (Off-Mic) ONE!… TWO!… THREE!…
(The referee walks up to both men and starts yelling at them to return to the ring.)
Referee: (Off-Mic) Hey, get back inside the ring! FOUR!… FIVE!….
(Damien looks up and complies immediately… just to roll out and piss the referee off.)
Damien Kutcher: (Off-Mic) Here, damn.
Gavin Kirkland: Damien doesn’t seem to be having the highest interest in taking the fight back in the squared circle anytime soon. Now proceeding, Damien has begun to pick Daryl up and is taking a new aim… PERHAPS LOOKING FOR ANOTHER BARRICADE THROW!
Deadprez: Daryl pulls the brake with a kick against the barricade and stops him with that thrust! Damien is on high alert, trying to make the run, but Daryl got him with the back elbow! Daryl holds onto his arching back and grabs the barricade. What is he…
DKO OFF THE BARRICADE!
Gavin Kirkland: OH! HE JUST HIT HIM! THE DKO ON THE OUTSIDE! DARYL SACRIFICES HIS NOT FULLY HEALED SPINE FOR IT! A PERILOUS SACRIFICE BEING MADE BY THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION!
(After the Springboard Cutter that landed on Damien on the outside, Daryl is seen wincing in even more pain as his back takes a harsh crash from one of his signature hits.
Sienna Swann: That landing must have been excruciating for Daryl. The way his limbs splayed out across the ringside floor was honestly… quite hilarious. )
Deadprez: But despite everything, Daryl is slowly holding himself together, reaching for the fallen Damien and tossing him back into the ring. Damien got back inside, and Daryl got him. He’s crawling over, and here’s a cover!
Gavin Kirkland: A desperate cover from the National Elite Champion. Daryl Kinkade has everything on the line right now!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE–….
Deadprez: AND DAMIEN WITH A SHOULDER UP AT TWO DESPITE A HUGE SCORE OF DAMAGE THAT WAS DONE AGAINST HIS ENERGY!
Gavin Kirkland: Daryl is getting up following the kickout, and it’s been seen that he’s struggling to get up at the same time. What Damien has done seems to be quite effective against his condition, especially his back.
Deadprez: But Daryl is also gaining ground after dealing one of his signatures right there. Damien is still left in a slumber, getting up with blurred vision. Daryl got to the corner, and he’s making the aim. Damien perhaps got to his position, and he’s looking for the one thing here!…
BOW DOWN TO THE KINK!
(….But as soon as Daryl makes the run, he’s stumbling. His back arches, and he winces in pain as the referee tries to check on him.)
Gavin Kirkland: But the back seems to already be giving in for him right away. The pain is still apparent there and shows that Daryl hasn’t fully recovered!
Sienna Swann: Damien luckily got enough time to get up as Daryl just rises off his knees before getting POUNDED with a Jumping Back Elbow from Damien and taking him down! Daryl just folded on impact, sweetie!
Deadprez: Daryl Kinkade is caught in a difficult predicament right now as his back has become a glaring vulnerability in this match. Damien Kutcher is wasting no time exploiting it! Picking on Daryl… AND SNAPS HIM IN HALF WITH A PENDELUM BACKBREAKER!
Damien pushes Daryl off his knees as Daryl shakes on the ground and rolls back and forth rapidly, wincing out loud while holding his back, with one hand pounding the canvas really hard.
Daryl Kinkade: (Off-Mic) AGHHHH! FUCK, FUCK!
Gavin Kirkland: This is where we are seeing that Damien has gotten a better understanding of the situation he’s in right now, and that is to exploit further what Daryl is going through at this moment.
Deadprez: Now, perhaps not looking to go for a pinfall just yet, but to make matters worse, Damien now starts pressing his knee against the small of Daryl’s back and stretching both of Daryl’s arms back as he digs that knee in deeper. Daryl is only going through a lot worse pain right now.
Sienna Swann: These two poor men are positively scratching my ears with their inane bellowing right now, sweetie. Could the match be conducted with just a touch more decorum?!
Gavin Kirkland: And Damien is continuously going to beat him up, pummeling him with elbows and forearms as Daryl is left defenseless!
Deadprez: Damien has been getting absolutely disrespectful in this match!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
(Damien gets up and starts looking down to Daryl with pure annoyance and anger.)
Damien Kutcher: (Off-Mic) What’s up? You can’t hang with me anymore?
(Damien starts kicking his back softly as a push, provoking Daryl while he’s trying to get back up and crawling to his feet.)
Damien Kutcher: (Off-Mic) Come on, dawg. I don’t have all day!
(Daryl is starting to be pushed at his head, Damien playing with him and continuously trying to get into his head, repeatedly kicking him softly to provoke him, and Daryl just glares coldly back at him.)
Daryl Kinkade: ….
Gavin Kirkland: An elbow connects… but seems like Daryl isn’t fazed at all!
(After it connects, all Damien sees is Daryl looking deadly in his eyes… before he tries to further connect, and yet, Daryl hasn’t flinched, which starts to make Damien giggle.)
Damien Kutcher: (Off-Mic) Alright….
Deadprez: Now maybe looking to take a big swing here perhaps, Damien charging…
Gavin Kirkland: NO! DAMIEN FAKES OUT AGAIN AND LOOKS FOR FACE THE MUSIC ATTEMPT, BUT DARYL DROPS HIM ON HIS BACK, JUMPING OVER TRYING TO GO FOR A JACKKNIFE!
Daryl Kinkade: (Off-Mic) AGH!
Sienna Swann: That back of his is still positively wracked with anguish, sweetie. Daryl simply cannot fold himself upright enough to execute a proper pinfall attempt!
Gavin Kirkland: Damien is seizing the advantage, rolling out from underneath at the side and bounding back up to the ropes, right back at it!… DROPKICK TO THE SIDE OF THE RIBS SENDS DARYL CRASHING BACK TO THE CANVAS!
Deadprez: Capitalisation is scarcely an option for Daryl in his current state, and Damien is reaching over the prone champion to haul him upright… SAITO SUPLEX CONNECTS, COMPOUNDING THE MISERY ETCHED INTO DARYL’S BEING!
Gavin Kirkland: Down goes the champion, still endeavouring to nurse that ravaged spine! Damien is crawling over, and a cover has been secured!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THRE–
Gavin Kirkland: Shoulder hoisted up yet again. Daryl has managed to extricate himself from the predicament despite that beleaguered back of his!
Sienna Swann: His spine must be positively smouldering right now, sweetie. And Daryl’s pained expression is genuinely repugnant to behold, absolutely ghastly, ew. Someone really ought to invest in a course on grimacing with a modicum of dignity.
(After the kickout, Damien’s clear glance is cast back at Daryl, with a smile creeping across his face as the knowledge settles in that the advantage is still firmly in his possession.)
Gavin Kirkland: But that grin is not about to deter Damien from the scheme already in motion! A magnificent stratagem has been formulated within the recesses of his mind, and perhaps the moment of execution is upon us. Daryl is being hoisted back to the vertical base and manoeuvred into position!… LOOKING FOR WATCH YO’ BACK, PERHAPS!
Deadprez: Kinkade hops clean over the Buckle Bomb attempt, the very instant Damien charges toward the corner, transitioning seamlessly into a Sunset Flip roll-up attempt! DAMIEN NEVER SAW IT COMING!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THRE–
Gavin Kirkland: DAMIEN KICKS OUT! Daryl gets up, and a EUROPEAN UPPERCUT from Damien connects before anything can be done!
Sienna Swann: Daryl remains in pain and is being seen, trying to hold himself together. Damien heads off the ropes and back to him, LOOKING FOR A RUNNING BOOT BUT GETS CAUGHT! THE MAN’S GEAR IS NOW CREASED IN PLACES THAT SHOULD NEVER BE CREASED ON A BROADCAST!
Gavin Kirkland: DARYL GOT A HOLD OF THE LEG THIS TIME… DRAGON SCREW SNAPS IT IN HALF!
Deadprez: Damien is making a solid effort to maintain his grip on the leg and haul himself upright, though his body is scarcely cooperating, and a desperate reach is being made toward the corner. Unbeknownst to him, that very gesture is the opportunity Daryl has been waiting to capitalize upon.
Gavin Kirkland: Daryl with a quick sprint toward the corner, and before Damien can so much as register what is unfolding, he is hoisted onto the second rope, and… CHEEKY NANDOS KICK! THE BOOT IS DRIVEN STRAIGHT INTO HIS COUNTENANCE!
Sienna Swann: Daryl is clutching onto him now and draping him over the shoulder, dragging him clean out of the corner. Damien is being hauled into the centre of the ring like a sack of unwashed laundry, and Daryl is sprinting off… LIGER BOMB! DARYL IS HOLDING ONTO THE COVER WITH THE MOST AGONIZED EXPRESSION ETCHED ACROSS HIS FACE
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THRE–
Gavin Kirkland: AND SOMEHOW – INEXPLICABLY AND MIRACULOUSLY – DAMIEN HAS MANAGED TO KICK OUT!
Deadprez: Damien is being afforded scarcely a heartbeat to recuperate, but Daryl is taking the matter into his own personal jurisdiction to bring the affair to a close! Daryl is hauling himself upright alongside the prone Damien and taking aim at the ropes!… REBOUND, NOW, FOR THE DKO!
Sienna Swann: Damien narrowly extricates himself from the trajectory, and Daryl is descending onto his back before rolling back up onto both feet, which was a little manoeuvre. Damien is now taking desperate aim, attempting to set up the NIGHT NIGHT–
Gavin Kirkland: DARYL IS CAPITALISING AND SIDESTEPPING THAT KNEE STRIKE!… POISONRANA SPIKES KUTCHER STRAIGHT INTO THE CANVAS!
Deadprez: There it is indeed, and now Daryl is perched at the corner as Damien is found in the most precarious, unsteady stance imaginable! HERE IT COMES!… HIDDEN BLADE CONNECTS! PRECISELY TO THE BACK OF THE SKULL! DAMIEN FALLS AS THOUGH BOWING DOWN TO THE KING!
Gavin Kirkland: DAMIEN IS UTTERLY, ABSOLUTELY OUT COLD AND THIS IS THE CHANCE FOR DARYL TO BRING THIS CONTEST TO ITS CLOSURE! A COVER!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
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THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!—
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Gavin Kirkland: DAMIEN–
Sienna Swann: NOT RELINQUISHING! A KICKOUT HAS BEEN DONE AT TWO BEFORE DARYL CAN SO MUCH AS BEGIN HIS CELEBRATORY FESTIVITIES TONIGHT, SWEETIE!
(Following the kickout of so monumental a move by Damien, Daryl’s stunned glance is being cast back at the scene, his body nearly succumbing to a faint owing to the depths of exhaustion this hotly contested skirmish has dragged him into, and a desperate attempt is being made to gather his wits.)
Gavin Kirkland: These two elitists have been waging one absolute hell of a fight against one another, and neither has been put down for good in the slightest. Both share the very same ambition of marching out of Fighting Spirit and venturing into Pain For Pride bearing the championship gold.
Deadprez: Kinkade is rising back to a vertical base, ever so gradually… and the arms have now been hooked! Damien is about to be finished off for the night!…
(The Misery Loves Company is being attempted by Daryl, the very move that could have brought the curtain down on this… until that bad back takes a detour of its own, surrendering beneath him once more, and Daryl simply cannot summon the wherewithal to execute it as a guttural groan escapes him.)
Gavin Kirkland: Daryl is trying to hoist, but a forced descent has been the result. The agony in that back is catching up to him all over again. It simply cannot be done!
Sienna Swann: And yet Kinkade is determined to persist regardless, sweetie, bless his stubborn little heart. Damien is being seized, and a second attempt is being sought–
Deadprez: CAUGHT BY A BACK BODY DROP! Daryl is being flipped clean over by Damien and crashes squarely upon that brutalised back of his! The sensation must be positively excruciating for Daryl!
Gavin Kirkland: Daryl is attempting to return to his feet, and here comes Damien from behind, seizing the opportunity that has been presented to him!… NORTHERN LARIAT FROM BEHIND, STRUCK CLEAN AGAINST THE BACK OF DARYL’S SKULL!
Deadprez: Daryl is nearly toppling, and so too is Damien, a sliver of stamina being expended to push through the malaise. Damien is reaching out toward him and hoisting him aloft!… UP HIGH–
Gavin Kirkland: SHOOTS THE KNEE! THE LIFTING KNEE IS DRIVEN HOME BY DARYL TO EXTRICATE HIMSELF FROM THE POP UP PREDICAMENT! THE FACULTIES REMAIN INTACT!… FOLLOWED BY A DESPERATE ATTEMPT AT AN ENZUIGIRI, ALAS, EVADED CLEANLY BY DAMIEN!
Sienna Swann: DAMIEN IS REACHING OVER THE PRONE DARYL, AND HERE IT COMES, SWEETIE!… DEADLIFT BACK SUPLEX–
Gavin Kirkland: DARYL SLIPS CLEAN OFF AND BACK ONTO HIS FEET! DAMIEN CANNOT FOLLOW THROUGH, AND DARYL IS NOW ATTEMPTING THE LIFTING REVERSE DDT!
Sienna Swann: Caught by that knee once more, with the joint being elevated over himself by Damien to reach Daryl’s cranium and dispatch him stumbling rearward before the move can be consummated, sweetie. Daryl is stumbling off but swiftly recalibrating those wits of his… LOOKING FOR A SECOND ATTEMPT AT BOW DOWN TO THE…
Gavin Kirkland: UP HIGH!… AND DOWN LOW!!!!! DAMIEN HAS GOT HIM! THE POP UP POWERSLAM, AND DARYL COULD NOT COUNTER THAT ONE! A COVER!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!—
Gavin Kirkland: ANOTHER PRECARIOUSLY CLOSE FALL! Daryl Kinkade has managed to power his way out at two before that title could be wrenched from his grasp!
Sienna Swann: Damien is propping himself upright and recognising that an opening has presented itself to claim this one for keeps, sweetie. Daryl is being hoisted back to his feet, and clear aim is being taken!… CLOTHESLINE CONNECTS! Daryl is being turned absolutely inside out!
Deadprez: There may be precious little remaining for Daryl to muster at this juncture. This could very well spell the wretched conclusion of his reign as Damien is setting out to bring proceedings to a close!… OFF THE ROPES IN PURSUIT OF THE SMOOVE OFF!
Gavin Kirkland: SCISSORS KICK, BUT THE ADRENALINE KICKS IN FOR DARYL TO EVADE IT AND HOOK THOSE ARMS! SNAP DRAGON–
Deadprez: NOT ONCE AGAIN, DAMIEN IS HOLDING HIS GROUND AND CAPITALISING UPON THE ADVANTAGE, SENDING DARYL OVER AND NOW ATTEMPTING THE INVERTED ARMBAR! CLOSURE IS BEING SOUGHT BY WAY OF GIMME THAT!
Gavin Kirkland: BUT DARYL IS PROPELLING HIMSELF OVER THE VERY MOMENT THE APPLICATION IS ATTEMPTED, A ROLL UP HAS BEEN SECURED, AND THIS COULD BE THE LARCENY OF THE EVENING!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!-
Gavin Kirkland: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Deadprez: OH MY GOD!
Gavin Kirkland: DARYL WAS WITHIN A WHISKER OF HAVING DAMIEN PINNED RIGHT THERE, BUT DAMIEN HAS BEEN ABLE TO RELEASE THAT GRASP AND EXTRICATE HIMSELF FROM THE PREDICAMENT WITH MERE MILLISECONDS TO SPARE!
Sienna Swann: Daryl is rising back to his feet and endeavouring to advance, but he is being hoisted aloft by Damien! OH DEAR! Sweetie, what a dreadful predicament!
Deadprez: A perilous position for the champion indeed, and Damien is taking aim at the corner!… WATCH YO’…
Gavin Kirkland: FACE! FRANKENSTEINER COUNTERS THE BUCKLE BOMB ATTEMPT AND DRIVES DAMIEN’S VISAGE FIRST STRAIGHT INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! That eventuality could scarcely have been anticipated!
Deadprez: Damien is staggering out of the corner in a daze, and Daryl is approaching, securing him from behind!… SNAP DRAGON DRIVES DAMIEN INTO THE CANVAS AS BRUTALLY AS HUMANLY POSSIBLE!
Sienna Swann: Kinkade possesses absolutely everything the champion requires to march straight into victory in this contest, and perhaps an aerial finish is being plotted! Damien is on rather unsteady legs attempting to rise, but Daryl is looking to soar… SPRINGBOARD–
Deadprez: INTO A SCOOP SLAM! A MAGNIFICENT CATCH BY DAMIEN, THOUGH HE VERY NEARLY FAINTED UPON THE EXECUTION OF THE MOVE! DAMIEN IS NOW CRAWLING OVER IN PURSUIT OF A SWIFT VICTORY!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Deadprez: TWO! MISFORTUNE BEFALLS DAMIEN, WHO ONLY NARROWLY HAD THE COVER REGISTERED!
Gavin Kirkland: BUT DAMIEN HAS ALREADY ARRIVED AT THE REALISATION THAT THE MEANS TO BRING ALL OF THIS TO ITS TERMINUS LIES WITHIN HIS GRASP! NOTHING FURTHER SHALL OBSTRUCT HIS TRAJECTORY, AND KINKADE IS BEING HOISTED CLEAN OFF THE GROUND AND ACROSS HIS SHOULDER! AND NOW!… WATCH YO’ BACK DRIVES KINKADE CRASHING SPINE FIRST INTO THE CORNER!
Sienna Swann: KINKADE IS STAGGERING OUT OF THE CORNER DOWN TOWARD THE CENTRE OF THE RING! THIS IS THE MOMENT! THE PRECISE INSTANT HAS ARRIVED, SWEETIE…
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(Yet rather than charging headlong into victory, a sudden gasping out befalls Damien, and a collapse to the knees is the unfortunate result.)
Gavin Kirkland: OH NO! THIS IS POSITIVELY DIRE! DAMIEN COULD NOT BRING IT TO ITS CONCLUSION! HE WAS ON THE VERY PRECIPICE OF PUTTING THIS CONTEST TO BED, YET HIS FATIGUE CAUGHT UP TO HIM AT THE WORST MOMENT CONCEIVABLE!
(Fists are being clenched, the camera focusing intently upon Damien’s incendiary eyes, betraying an immense reservoir of fighting spirit and the lingering hunger required to keep this very contest in motion. )
Eventually, Damien’s rise is achieved, and his lasting battle cry being unleashed.
Damien Kutcher: (Off-Mic) AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deadprez: Daryl is fighting through that ravaged back, but Damien is hauling himself upright regardless! His self-propulsion off the ground is being executed with the greatest exertion imaginable, and the ropes are being struck once more! NOW THIS IS IT…
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BOW DOWN TO THE KINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sienna Swann: OH MY GOD!
Gavin Kirkland: DAMIEN HAS JUST UTTERLY, ABSOLUTELY ABSORBED THE FULL FORCE OF THAT SWINGING ELBOW! THERE IS NO CONCEIVABLE MANNER IN WHICH RECOVERY FROM THAT IS POSSIBLE!
Deadprez: DARYL IS HOISTING HIM ALOFT, AND NOW THIS IS UNEQUIVOCALLY IT!….
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MISERY LOVES COMPANY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deadprez: DAMIEN IS DONE FOR! DARYL COVERS!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(DING DING DING!)
Gina Romano: “HERE IS YOUR WINNER!… AND STILLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!… EAW NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION!…. DARYL KINKADE!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Deadprez: ANOTHER RESOLUTE DEFENCE FOR DARYL KINKADE TONIGHT! DESPITE EVERY GAMBIT DAMIEN ENDEAVOURED TO FLING FORTH, DARYL HAS ONCE AGAIN BEEN ABLE TO VANQUISH HIM!
Gavin Kirkland: Damien strove with tremendous fervour to exploit every conceivable opening, yet after all is said and done, Daryl has been able to power through and dispatch Damien in such a manner that recovery may very well prove elusive.
Sienna Swann: That was unequivocally the match, sweetie. There is the impression that Damien attempted to glean wisdom from past missteps throughout this contest and exercise a touch of patience regarding his approach, yet Daryl must be on something of a dominant tear thus far. How matters are destined to evolve for these two remains a genuinely fascinating curiosity.
(‘New Devil’ is being played throughout the arena as Daryl Kinkade clutches at that ravaged back in utter anguish, gradually returning to his feet to be presented the title by the official and have his hand hoisted in victory. Meanwhile, having only just recovered upon the outside, Damien is left feeling profoundly crestfallen at having allowed his moment to slip through his grasp in such a fashion. Nothing remains to be done but a facepalm of utter despondency, as Fighting Spirit fades into commercial break.)
(A commercial airs of the new Obsession movie, featuring Ashlynn Quinn.)
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(Fighting Spirit returns to the Irish crowd on their feed, excited knowing what is to come right up next, as Bella Braxton stands upright in the very center of the ring, radiating a smile as her curls of hair breeze along the wind.)
Bella Braxton: The following… is a 4-Way Anything Goes Tag Team Match set for…
Crowd: (with an Irish accent) ONE FALL!!
Bella Braxton: The winners of this match will decide the winner of the Tag Team Turmoil Tournament… and will receive a $500,000 bonus and a Unified Tag Team Championship opportunity at the grandest stage of them all, PAIN! FOR! PRIDE!!
(The crowd keeps their cheers going as “Ambitionz az a Ridah” by 2Pac blasts, with everybody jumping up on their feet for the arrival of TLA. He emerges on the stage, the same usual smile on his flamboyant face and a look that matches the mood. He stops right at the end of the ramp, awaiting… the tune of “Somebody Get Me A Doctor” by Van Halen as the lights go out, with a lone spotlight shining right at the entrance way. Dr. Bethany Blue arrives in her marbled wrestling gear as the crowd keeps their cheers going—something that still feels surprising to Bethany.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 335 lbs… THE TEAM OF “LA PANTERA SEXUAL” T!! L!! A!! AND DR. BETHANY BLUE M.D.!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: An overwhelming favorite to win it all for many… and I can’t blame them. They are two of Voltage’s best and have managed to make it this far together, but their bitter history is well documented, and neither of them has shied away from bringing that mutual spite to light despite their success thus far!
Thadd Blazevich: But these two, they don’t get as far as they did in their careers if they didn’t know how to drop some issues when you got to work together for a common goal. It’s been made clear that once this is done, they’re done, but I think the hatred is less what fuels them right now… and more the competitive spirit emerging in both of them! I’m excited to see what they got!
(Bethany and TLA meet at the end of the ramp, bumping fists as they enter the ring. “Invincible” by Pop Smoke then reverberates inside the packed stadium to a loud reception from the audience. Chris Elite poses on the stage, then walks down the ramp as he claps the hands of the people in the audience while doing so. “Thoughts of a Dying Atheist” by Muse then blares in place of “Invincible” and that reaction maintains itself. Jay Jerry Johnson pops his collar, while calmly chewing his gum, and then makes strides towards the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Then… at a combined weight of 433 lbs, THE TEAM OF,,, “GAWD GIVEN GREATNESS” CHRIS ELITE!!! AND “THE ARTIST” JAY!! JERRY!! JOHNSON!!!
Thadd Blazevich: This is another team of dudes who’ve never really liked each other, but we can’t deny they’ve gotten far, and the means are no joke! Jay Jerry Johnson prides himself on his discipline, while Chris Elite’s style is explosive! That combines into a super good mesh of styles, especially with surprisingly very little beef from them!
Persephone: I am only here for TLA & Chris Elite drama. You guys can have fun with the rest.
(Chris waits for Jay at the tail-end of the ramp. They nod to each other, knowing what it’s all about, with acknowledgment that they’re ready for the upcoming challenge. They slide inside the squared circle as “Nice To Meet Yah” by Asian Doll plays, paired with a mixed reaction. Diamond Dixon & Cosmo Goldworthy make their way down the ramp, ignoring all the noise and remaining focused on getting the victory after a lot of rest that the other teams couldn’t afford.)
Bella Braxton: Up next, with a combined weight of 396 lbs, COSMOOO “MONEY MO” GOOLDWORTHYYY!!! ANNNDDD “THE CROWN JEWEL”, DIAAAMOONNDDDD DIXON!!!
Rich Russillo: Diamond and Cosmo, as we know, have earned their spot here by winning back at Grand Rampage. They managed to avoid all the chaos and even had a bit of fun as they made themselves the hosts of the turmoil. They come in all rested up after skipping the tourney and the fact that they actually like one another as teammates could be an advantage that closes the gap in the most heated moments!
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, but is that rest even that good of a thing? Me personally, when I was out there, I needed some consistency in that ring to truly feel comfortable. Whenever I got some rest, I came back real’ clumsy and that could also be the case here! There’s a lot of reps the other teams have that Diamond and Cosmo don’t, however chemistry alone is nothing to look at lightly, that’s for sure bro!!
(As Cosmo and Diamond enter the ring, “Lowlife Princess” by BIBI echoes inside the stadium, all with a negative crowd reaction to match. Miku eventually walks on stage, posing for the audience, taking her time… as… “COMO CAPO” by Clave Especial ft. Fuerza Regida plays to ruin it all, interrupting Miku’s little fun as the negative reaction grows even louder. Not long after, Diego Montana walks out, as nonchalant as ever, chewing gum in his mouth, looking as stone-faced as possible to impress his “pookums”, Miku Sakai, who is visibly pissed as always. Diego tried to put his arm around her shoulder, still chewing on that gum, still making no expression, except he was quickly caught off guard by Miku Sakai who evades his advances just like every other time. Diego plays it off, throwing his hands up in the air and posing as he walks down, Miku reluctantly trailing him)
Bella Braxton: Finally, weighing in at a combined 309 lbs… they are “El Diablo Guapo” DIEGOO MONTANAA!! ANDDD “THE ENEMY OF THE PEOPLE,” MIKUUU!! SAKAAAII!!!!
Persephone: I’ll be straightforward: no one knows how this team got here. Genuinely.
Thadd Blazevich: They’ve been on a serious run, you can’t deny that. Pinfall victories over Kai Rabeaux and Hans Grayson coming from Diego on the path to doing so!
Rich Russillo: No matter how they got there, you can’t deny things have gone in their favor and they may continue to do so tonight. When you have it, you gotta ride the hot hand and that’s exactly what Miku and Diego have been doing against all doubts, even if Miku herself isn’t particularly happy about it.
(The two of them enter the ring, Miku goes to the corner, taking no more time to pose although Diego does take his moment of gloating, as Miku eventually has to shove him off the top turnbuckle. All the music fades, and the air in the arena become tense once more. Chris Elite and TLA throw bitter glances at each other one last time, as everyone is amped to go to war, as the referee sizes everybody up.)
DING!! DING!! DING!!
Thadd Blazevich: …And here we go. It’s on now. After a long, long month, bros and brosettes, we are officially on with the Tag Team Turmoil Finals!!
Rich Russillo: Every competitor… taking their time. All four corners are surrounded, it’s tornado tag team action, so, truly, anything goes here—and it seems nobody is daring to make the first move!
Persephone: They’re all pussies. Fight!!
(In the northwest corner, TLA and Dr. Bethany Blue are discussing their game plan and putting aside their difference once and for all… Despite their stacked resumes, the both of them know coordination is what matters above all in a match like this.)
(In the northeast corner, it’s Jay Jerry Johnson and Chris Elite bumping fists, devising up a strategy of their own as Jay motions around the ring to Chris using his forefinger, explaining it all even though his focus lies more on TLA.)
(Southwest corner—Diamond Dixon, Cosmo Goldworthy. The two give one another words of encouragement, knowing it’s some tough teams they go up against, but teams they can beat with the experience they got together.)
(The southeast corner, there’s Miku Sakai and Diego Montana. The frown on Miku’s face is visible as Diego mouths off in her ear like the usual, but as she’s entering the zone, not even Diego can annoy her.)
(Then—in one split second, all eight competitors rush straight to the center of the ring.)
Rich Russillo: IT’S TIME!! EVERYONE HAD ENOUGH OF WAITING, AND THEY ALL GO AT IT AT THE SAME TIME!! LEFTS, RIGHTS, PUNCHES, FOREARMS, KICKS, IT’S ALL GETTING THROWN DOWN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING AS CHAOS ENSUES!! EVERYONE IS GETTING THEIR BLOWS IN, AND I DOUBT ANYBODY EVEN HAS A TARGET IN MIND!!
Thadd Blazevich: WHEREVER YOU THROW YOUR PUNCHES, YOU’RE BOUND TO HIT SOMEBODY!! BUT IT’S DIAMOND DIXON WHO HAS THE ADVANTAGE IN THIS SCUFFLE JUST OFF HEIGHT AND SIZE ALONE, AS EVERYBODY IS EVENTUALLY TURNING THEIR FOCUS TOWARDS HER!!
Persephone: Lil’ old Cosmo is trying to fend people off from his partner, but the numbers game are definitely catching up regardless!
Diamond Dixon: (off-mic) NGGHHH!!!!
Rich Russillo: WOAH!! DIAMOND ACTUALLY MANAGES TO OVERPOWER EVERYBODY, PUSHING THE SIX ELITISTS SWARMING HER RIGHT OFF, SENDING ‘EM STUMBLING INTO THE ROPES!! THIS GIVES HER TIME TO BREATHE, AND COSMO GOLDWORTHY HAS ROOM TO STRIKE!
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO SENDS DIEGO OVER THE TOP ROPE! HE RUNS ACROSS THE RING, AND A KITCHEN SINK KNEE STRIKE SENDS CHRIS ELITE STUMBLING TO THE OUTSIDE TOO!! DIAMOND GOT TO CATCH A BREATHER, AND SHE’S CLEANING HOUSE WITH COSMO!!
Persephone: Or whoever’s left at least, ‘cuz some others made the wise choice of just rolling out of the ring and regrouping.
Rich Russillo: MASSIVE shoulder block sends Miku Sakai stumbling to the outside, and now it’s just Cosmo and Diamond left in the ring!! An early lead in this match!
Thadd Blazevich: And they’re not letting their feet off the gas! Cosmo nods with confidence to Diamond, and she’s situating herself right near the ropes where Chris Elite and Miku Sakai are at!
Rich Russillo: COSMO OFF THE ROPES—CATAPULTED BY DIAMOND DIXON—INTO A TOPE CON HILO!!! COSMO WIPES OUT BOTH CHRIS ELITE AND MIKU SAKAI… BUT LOOK IN THE RING—
Persephone: Bethany Blue and TLA bid their time, Diamond’s hyping her guy up, but behind her are both Bethany and TLA, turn around, dumb idiot!
Thadd Blazevich: TLA AND BETHANY ARE WORKING TOGETHER, AS THEY GOT HER UP FOR A DOUBLE BACK SUPLEX!!
Rich Russillo: AND IT LANDS!! DID YOU GUYS HEAR THAT THUD?! THAT WAS SOME IMMACULATE TEAMWORK FROM THE DOCTOR AND TLA, AND IT TAKES DOWN THE FEMALE MAMMOTH IN THIS MATCH! IT SEEMS THIS TEAM IS ACTUALLY GELLING TOGETHER REALLY WELL DESPITE THEIR HISTORY! MAYBE WE HAVE AN EARLY FAVORITE WITH THESE TWO!
Persephone: You should know better than to speak too soon, but wait up, Cosmo clearly caught wind of that, and he’s trying to help his partner out—as TLA is about to springboard over the top rope!!—
Rich Russillo: But Cosmo climbs on the apron and nails him with a Gamengiri, that sends TLA stumbling before he could even reach far up into the air—BUT IT’S THE NUMBERS ADVANTAGE AT PLAY AS BETHANY WIPES COSMO OUT AND OFF THE APRON!!!
Thadd Blazevich: TLA RUNS OFF THE ROPES—AND HE LEAPS!! A TRIANGLE, SPRINGBOARD CORKSCREW CROSSBODY GETS THE BETTER OFF COSMO GOLDWORTHY, AND THE CROWD IS ON THEIR FEET!!
Persephone: BUT THE CHAOS OF THIS MATCH IS REALLY COMING TO LIGHT ALREADY, DIEGO SNUCK UP BEHIND TLA AND JUST KNOCKED HIM HEAD FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST— Bethany is all distracted in the ring—
Rich Russillo: BUT RIGHT AS SHE’S ABOUT TO GET OUT OF THE RING AND AID TLA, JAY JERRY JOHNSON JUST SNUCK UP BEHIND HER WITH A KENDO STICK, LOOKING TO LOCK IN A REAR NAKED CHOKE USING THE WEAPON!!
Thadd Blazevich: DOESN’T GET THE FULL LOCK, BUT IT SENDS BOTH STUMBLING TO THE MAT!! BETHANY HAS THE SHOULDERS DOWN, ACTUALLY!!
ONNEE—
Rich Russillo: AND JAY IS QUICK TO GET HER OFF OF HIM! BETHANY REACHES FOR A RIPCORD FOREARM—BUT THE ARTIST IS QUICK TO WHIP HER WITH THE KENDO STICK! NOW HE GRABS A HOLD OF THE WRIST, AND TAKES HER DOWN INTO AN ARMBAR!!!
Thadd Blazevich: IT’S A FUJIWARA ARMBAR HE LOCKS IN, ACTUALLY, AND THAT’S DOING A LOT OF DAMAGE EARLY ON TO THE ARM, A VERY VITAL PART TO, WELL, DO ANYTHING WITH INSIDE THE WRESTLING RING!
Rich Russillo: I’M CERTAIN BETHANY KNOWS SHE CAN’T TAKE TOO MUCH DAMAGE EARLY ON, SHE LOOKS FOR SOME FOOTING AND EVENTUALLY FINDS IT, AS SHE ROLLS FORWARD AND ESCAPES IT, BUT SHE’S HOLDING ONTO THAT ARM, IT DEFINITELY ROLLED A BIT JUST BY HER ESCAPING!!
Thadd Blazevich: AND JAY’S NOT GONNA TAKE IT LIGHTLY EITHER, HE SWINGS AT BETHANY—BUT SHE DUCKS UNDER!! SHE QUICKLY RESPONDS WITH A KNEE STRIKE TO THE GUT, THE FORMER TWO-TIME INTERWIRE CHAMPION IS SENT STAGGERING BACK, AND IT CREATES ENOUGH DISTANCE FOR BETHANY—
Persephone: CHOP BLOCK!!
Rich Russillo: BUT JAY JUMPS RIGHT OVER IT!! BETHANY MUST’VE THOUGHT IT’S EYE FOR AN EYE—IF HE GOES FOR THE ARM, SHE’S GOING FOR THE LEGS, BUT THAT BACKFIRED ON HER!
Thadd Blazevich: AND IT’S NO HESITATION WRITTEN ON BRO’S FACE!! JAY RECIPROCATES THE FAVOR AS BETHANY IS PERFECTLY POSITIONED FOR AN ANKLE LOCK!! HE’S PUTTING A LOT OF FORCE ON THAT ONE!
Persephone: IT’S CERTAINLY NO LOVE LOST HERE, THEY WENT THROUGH HELL AND BACK FIGHTING FOR THE HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP BACK AT BLOODSPORT, AND THERE’S DEFINITELY A CHIP ON JAY’S SHOULDER KNOWING HE SUFFERED A DEFEAT AT HER HANDS—
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Thadd Blazevich: WOAH BRO!! LOOK OUT! DIEGO MONTANA SLITHERS HIS WAY BACK IN AS HE’S GOT A SLEEPER HOLD ON JAY JERRY JOHNSON LOCKED IN! JAY IS FORCED TO LET GO OF BETHANY!
Persephone: It was a mistake on Jay’s part to be so close to the ropes, that’s how that insect managed to get him all the way from apron!
Rich Russillo: And it’s Miku rolling back into the fray while Bethany is trying to catch a breather, crawling to the corner. She’s picked up that kendo stick and is throwing blows at Jay Jerry Johnson with it while he’s effectively disabled, hoping to eventually force him to pass out!! Her and Diego can use the ropes to their advantage all they want, there’s nothing the referee can do about it because anything goes!
Thadd Blazevich: A sole kick to the gut makes Jay gush! And now she picks the leg—
Rich Russillo: OH!! A MASSIVE LEG SNAP TWISTS IT IN A WAY THE LEG IS NOT MEANT TO BEND!! JAY IS IN A WORLD OF HURT AND MIKU IS PLEASED WITH THE END RESULT!
(Diego enthusiastically enters the ring, trying to pick Miku up on his shoulder.)
Diego Montana: (off-mic) AWESOME JOB, POOKUMS!!!
Miku Sakai: (off-mic) What the—
Thadd Blazevich: DON’T CELEBRATE TOO EARLY!! CHRIS ELITE JUST CLIMBED ON THE APRON AND HE SPRINGBOARDS!!!
Persephone: A SPRINGBOARD UPPERCUT KNOCKS MIKU OUT COLD, AND THE LANDING IS CERTAINLY NOT CUSHIONED BY THAT USELESS FUCK DIEGO TRYING TO GET ALL LOVEY DOVEY!!!
Thadd Blazevich: THAT’S RIGHT, BRO, THAT WAS SOME SORT OF DOOMSDAY DEVICE THEY JUST ACCIDENTALLY PULLED OFF! DIEGO SOMEHOW MANAGED TO GET SOME TEAMWORK GOING WITH THE ENEMY!
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Oh no…
Chris Elite: 🤣🫵
Rich Russillo: AND DIEGO IS NOT IN ON THE LAUGHTER!! HE SWINGS AT CHRIS, WHO DUCKS—
Thadd Blazevich: OPEN YA MATAA!! THE BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE GOING STRAIGHT FOR THE TEMPLE!!
Rich Russillo: BUT DIEGO SHOVES HIM OUT OF THE WAY!! LOCKING IN A DRAGON SUPLEX NOW, AND HE SNAPS IT!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DIEGO LET GO OF THE ARMS TOO EARLY, AND IT GIVES CHRIS ELITE THE OPENING TO LAND ON HIS FEET!!
Rich Russillo: THE SUICIDE KID WASTES NO TIME PICKING HIM BACK UP, INTO A BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX!! BUT I THINK DIEGO IS TRYING TO MATCH THE SHOWBOATING!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT CHRIS ELITE HOISTS HIM UPWARDS INSTEAD!!! HE TURNS IT INTO A NECKBREAKER AND THAT’S THE FUSION DANCE!!! DIEGO DEFINITELY WANTED TO FLIP OUT OF IT, BUT CHRIS ELITE SAW IT COMING AHEAD OF TIME AND GOT THE BETTER OF THAT EXCHANGE!!
Rich Russillo: That’s 15 years of experience on display from the former World Champion!
Persephone: Or brains… which Montana lacks.
(Chris Elite tries to help out his partner, Jay Jerry Johnson, still holding onto his leg after the twist of the leg snap. But Bethany Blue had ample time to recover…)
Rich Russillo: BETHANY CHARGES RIGHT TOWARDS CHRIS ELITE WITH A CHAIR!! BUT HE HOISTS HER UP!!
Thadd Blazevich: AND JAY JERRY JOHNSON SEALS THE DEAL WITH A POP-UP KNEE STRIKE!! BETHANY IS FORCED TO ROLL OUT, BUT IT SEEMS TLA CAUGHT WIND OF THAT AND HE’S CERTAINLY NOT HAPPY TO SEE HIS PARTNA GET DEALT WITH LIKE THIS!!
Rich Russillo: CHRIS ELITE POKES AT HIM WITH THE LEG THROUGH THE ROPES, SENDING TLA BACKPEDALING ON THE OUTSIDE, WHICH GIVES JAY JERRY JOHNSON TIME TO SLIDE ON THE APRON, AND NAIL HIM WITH A MASSIVE RUNNING PENALTY KICK!!!
Persephone: But if that knee strike didn’t hurt, this one certainly did and Jay almost collapses, holding onto his leg!! He needs to get his head in the game though, as that kick only stunned TLA who is still on his feet. Chris Elite tells him as much, and Jay obliges, holding a tight grip on the top rope for him—
Rich Russillo: AND CHRIS ELITE GOES FLYING WITH AN OVER THE TOP ROPE CROSSBODY, KNOCKING DOWN BITTER ENEMY TLA, AND CHRIS ELITE IS AMPED UP!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT JAY’S LEG IS DEFINITELY HURTING— AND IT DOESN’T HELP COSMO GOLDWORTHY JUST SWOOPED IN AND WHIPPED HIM OFF THE APRON USING EXACTLY THE HURT LEG!! JAY IS WINCHING IN PAIN AND CHRIS IS ENRAGED—
Persephone: But he can’t make a move!! DIAMOND DIXON PICKS CHRIS ELITE UP FOR A SCOOP POWERSLAM, AND QUICKLY DRIVES HIM BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE!
Rich Russillo: THE TIDES HAVE QUICKLY SHIFTED—AND IF YOU TAKE A LOOK IN THE RING, IT’S JUST DIEGO MONTANA IN THAT RING!! DIAMOND QUICKLY SWOOPS IN, RUNS OFF THE ROPES FOR MOMENTUM AS DIEGO IS STARTING TO GAIN SOME FOOTING AGAIN—
Thadd Blazevich: BRROOOOO!!! A BIG SPEAR SENDS DIEGO MONTANA TO FRIGGIN’ YUCATAN!!! YOU COULD CALL IT THE COLDEST WINTER, BUT IT AIN’T ‘MO DOING IT!! BUT DON’T WORRY, BECAUSE DIEGO PERFECTLY RAGDOLLS INTO POSITION FOR COSMO GOLDWORTHY, WHO’S LICKING HIS LIPS UP ON THAT TOP ROPE!!!
Rich Russillo: COSMOLOOOGGYYYYYYY!!!!! THE SHOOTING STAR PRESS CONNECTS—AND DIAMOND ISN’T TRYING TO WASTE ANY TIME, SHE JUST SHOVES HIM INTO THE COVER!! COSMO HOOKS THE LEG!!!
OOONNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
TTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
TTTHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT MIKU SAKAI BREAKS IT UP AT THE LAST TENTH OF A SECOND!!!!
Persephone: That is math far beyond your pay grade; but look at Diego! He looks awestruck! LOL!! HE MIGHT’VE FALLEN IN LOVE JUST OFF OF MIKU DOING HER BARE MINIMUM JOB!! AND I’M SOO SURE THAT ANNOYING SLUT FEELS THE SAME WAY 😹😹!
Rich Russillo: Well, before any feelings can even be shared, Cosmo and Diamond are going right on the attack!! Diamond is hitting Miku with an array of overhead strikes, while Cosmo is clobbering with a flurry! They seem to be pissed and I cannot blame them, but that’s the difficulty of a match like this, just when you think you have your moment, someone will recover right in the nick of time and mess it up!
Persephone: Or even better, steal it from you!
Thadd Blazevich: Even worse, you mean?
Persephone: Worse for them. Better for me!
Rich Russillo: Miku is trying to fight back, but right as she gets some sort of advantage going, Cosmo swarms her too, Diego may have suffered too much damage and that only spells trouble for Miku!
Diamond Dixon: (off-mic) Get her ass up, ‘Mo.
Cosmo Goldworthy: (off-mic) You got it.
Thadd Blazevich: Well, the mics picked up on that, and now it’s not REALLY not looking good for Miku. Cosmo takes her up, AND SHOVES HER INTO DIAMOND!!
Rich Russillo: FACELIFT!!! MIKU GETS HIT WITH DIAMOND’S SIGNATURE FACEBUSTER, AND HERE’S THE COVER—
Persephone: NO! TLA JUST CAME IN WITH A BASEBALL BAT!! HE SWINGS IT AT BOTH DIAMOND AND COSMO! HE SENDS COSMO GOLDWORTHY RIGHT OUT OF THE RING!! AND HE KEEPS SWINGING AT DIAMOND, FORCING HER TO RETREAT, AND QUICKLY STEALS THE COVER!!!
OOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: CHRIS ELITE JUST STOMPED ON TLA’S HEAD, FORCING THE COVER TO BREAK, NOW HE HOOKS MIKU’S LEG!!!
OOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: SAKAI KICKS OUT!! WOW!
Thadd Blazevich: AND DIAMOND JUST ROLLED BACK INTO THE RING, CLEARLY NOT PLEASED WITH HAVING HER PINFALL STOLEN.
Rich Russillo: TLA FINDS HIS WAY UP TOO! HE’S JUST AS UNHAPPY AS DIAMOND IS AFTER AN OPPORTUNITY LIKE THAT! BUT CHRIS ELITE ISN’T BACKING DOWN! HE’S TELLING THEM TO GO FOR HIM!! AND THEY DO, DIAMOND AND TLA SWING AT CHRIS, BUT HE DUCKS UNDER!! HE KEEPS THE MOMENTUM GOING AND REBOUNDS OFF THE ROPES—NAILING A DROPKICK TO THEIR CHESTS WHICH SENDS THEM BOTH BACKWARDS!!
Persephone: Diamond is down on one knee, but TLA is using Chris’ move against him, getting some momentum of his own—he goes for a big boot—
Thadd Blazevich: AND HE BAITS CHRIS ELITE INTO A SPINNING BACK ELBOW INSTEAD!! THAT ELBOW LOOKS LIKE IT COULD HAVE KNOCKED SOME TEETH OUT OF HIM, AND TLA LOOKS PROUD OF HIS WORK… ESPECIALLY WHEN IT’S CHRIS ELITE HE HIT!!
Rich Russillo: BUT IT’S NO TIME FOR REST! DIAMOND DIXON GRABS TLA UP AS HE REGAINS BALANCE HIMSELF, AND HAS HIM UP FOR A FALLAWAY SLAM…
Thadd Blazevich: BUT BETHANY IS BACK IN!! SHE HOLDS TLA FROM GETTING THROWN BACK, AND IT GIVES TLA TIME TO GET OFF OF DIAMOND!! BETHANY SWINGS AT DIAMOND, BUT DIAMOND COUNTERS WITH A PUNCH OF HER OWN!! TLA DOES THE SAME, AND THE SAME END RESULT COMES TO BE!
Rich Russillo: NOW DIAMOND—SMASHES THEIR SKULLS AGAINST ONE ANOTHER, THAT’LL DEFINITELY MAKE ‘EM DIZZY, AND NOW DIAMOND JUST PICKS THEM BOTH UP FOR THE FALLAWAY SLAM!! WOW!! WHAT A SHOW OF STRENGTH FROM DIAMOND AAASSSSS………..
Persephone: AS SHE DOES NOTHING!! BETHANY AND TLA ARE PUSHING BACK, TRYING TO RESIST IT, BUT THAT DOESN’T HELP THEM GET OUT OF THE PREDICAMENT…
Rich Russillo: BETHANY SEEMS TO BE SAYING SOMETHING TO TLA… AND TLA JUST NODS…?
Thadd Blazevich: OH!!!! THE TWO JUST SHIFTED THEIR WEIGHT AT THE SAME TIME, AND THAT SENDS DIAMOND FALLING BACK FIRST!!! THE REFEREE IS SLIDING FOR THE COUNT—BUT THE TWO JUST ROLL OFF OF DIAMOND, KNOWING THAT WON’T GET THE JOB DONE!
Rich Russillo: TLA IS STOMPING DIAMOND, MAKING SURE HE KEEPS HER DOWN FOR GOOD, WHILE BETHANY IS WRENCHING SOME KNEES INTO HER GUT!! NOW, SHE HOLDS HER STEADY, AS TLA RUNS OFF THE ROPES—AND NAILS HER WITH A BASEMENT DROPKICK!!
Thadd Blazevich: AND THEY AIN’T DONE WITH THE ONSLAUGHT!! TLA SIGNALS SOMETHING TO BETHANY, AND HE GETS IN POSITION FOR A STANDING MOONSAULT…
Persephone: But he’s… way off…?
Rich Russillo: THAT’S BECAUSE HE TOLD BETHANY TO PUSH HIM FORWARD!! A STANDING MOONSAULT WITH ASSISTANCE AND EXTRA MOMENTUM FROM DR.. BETHANY BLUE HITS DIAMOND DIXON RIGHT IN THE GUT, AND WHATEVER IS LEFT OF DIAMOND’S ENERGY, SHE MUST USE IT TO ROLL OUT OF THE RING BEFORE THINGS CAN GET FROM BAD TO WORSE!
Persephone: WHICH LEAVES CHRIS ELITE AS A DOORDASH COUPON, AS HE’S THE ONLY MAN LEFT IN THE RING WITH THOSE TWO, AND THEY KNOW IT TOO, THEY TAKE CHRIS UP—
Rich Russillo: BUT JAY JERRY JOHNSON IS BACK IN THE FRAY! HE GRABS A HOLD OF BETHANY’S LEG, AS SHE STUMBLES TO THE GROUND AND BY THE TIME HE COULD PROCESS ANYTHING, TLA IS SWEPT TO THE MAT AS WELL!! NOW JAY IS GRABBING ON TO EACH OF THEIR KNEES… AND LOCKS IN A DOUBLE SINGLE-LEG BOSTON CRAB!! HOW IS THAT FOR CREATIVITY?! JAY JERRY JOHNSON IS SINCHING IN THE HOLD, AND TLA AND BETHANY ARE JUST SCREAMING IN PAIN AT EACH OTHER!!!
Thadd Blazevich: AND NOW CHRIS ELITE GETS SOME SORT OF CROSSFACE LOCKED IN TOO!! CHOKING BOTH OF THEM OUT AT THE SAME TIME WHILE JAY IS APPLYING PRESSURE TO THE LEGS!! TOUGH SITUATION FOR THIS TEAM AS IT’S HARD TO RESIST TWO HOLDS AT ONCE, AND YOU HAVE TO START THINKING A MIRACLE HAS TO HAPPEN TO STOP CHRIS ELITE FROM WINNING HIS THIRD TAG TURMOIL!!
Rich Russillo: THEY’RE STRUGGLING, THEY REALLY ARE, BETHANY AND TLA GOT THEIR FISTS TIED UP TOGETHER NOT LETTING ONE OR THE OTHER TAP OUT BUT THE PRESSURE APPLIED IS IMMENSE…
WHAACCCK!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: OH MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!! COSMO GOLDWORTHY JUST LEAPS INTO THE RING WITH A CHAIR IN HAND, DIVING OVER EVERYBODY AS HE BREAKS UP THE HOLD!! THIS MATCH WILL KEEP GOING ON!! THAT CHAIR DONE HIT ALL OF THEM DANG GOOD, AND THEY’RE ALL TRYING TO SCRAMBLE!!
Rich Russillo: COSMO DOESN’T EVEN KNOW WHO TO GO FOR AT THIS POINT, SO HE JUST THROWS BLOWS WHEREVER WHILE THE OTHER 4 PEOPLE IN THE RING ARE SLOWLY STARTING TO FIGHT BACK!!! AN ALL-OUT BRAWL HAS ENSUED HERE AND IT’S SPILLING OUT TO THE OUTSIDE, LITTLE BY LITTLE!!!
Persephone: These guys are clearly eager to get their hands on each other after weeks of “turnoil”, no pun intended!
Rich Russillo: They’re all duking it out! Jay! Bethany! Chris! Cosmo! TL— Wait, where’s TLA?!
Thadd Blazevich: HE SOMEHOW SNUCK PAST EVERYONE!!! LOOK UP IN THE SKY!! IT’S A BIRD, IT’S A PLANE, NO, IT’S TLA!!!
Rich Russillo: DIVING MOONSAULT TO THE OUTSIDE WIPES OUT THE ENTIRE FIELD!!! TLA IS FEELING ELECTRIC AND THE PEOPLE OF DUBLIN ARE ON THEIR FEET—
Persephone: But their cheers quickly turn into jeers! Diego Montana slithered his way towards the top rope, and wiped out TLA with a moonsault of his own! Now he’s flexing his nonexistent muscles… Hard watch.
Rich Russillo: Diego takes some time to think who to even get in the ring, but he eventually picks Cosmo! He drags his body back inside, and then climbs on the top rope again!!!
Thadd Blazevich: NO HESITATION!! LATIN LOVER SPLASH—
Rich Russillo: BUT COSMO GETS THE KNEES UP!!! DIEGO ROLLS OVER IN PAIN, AS COSMO LANDS A KNEE STRIKE!! NOW HE GOES FOR A URANAGE, BUT DIEGO KEEPS HIS FOOTING!! A GOOD BACK ELBOW HITS COSMO, AS DIEGO RISES UP ON HIS SHOULDERS, LOOKING FOR A POISON RANA, BUT COSMO RESISTS, KEEPING HIM THAT ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT NOT FOR LONG, HE DROPS DIEGO RIGHT INTO A GERMAN SUPLEX—BUT DIEGO LANDS ON HIS FEET!!! DIEGO LOOKS FOR A GERMAN OF HIS OWN, BUT IT’S COSMO SHIFTING IT AROUND, AND NOW IT’S DIEGO ABOUT TO BE HIT WITH A GERMAN!!!
Persephone: OR NOT!! MIKU SAKAI HOPPED ON THE APRON AND POKED COSMO IN THE EYE!
Thadd Blazevich: DIEGO CHARGES!
Rich Russillo But Cosmo ducks under…AND DIEGO ACCIDENTALLY HITS MIKU!! HE’S IN DISBELIEF!
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Oh no…
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO ROLLS HIM UP!!!
ONNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
TWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
THRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT DIEGO KICKS OUT!!! AND LOOK AT THIS…
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Cabrón… You done did it now…!
Thadd Blazevich: Diego goes for a cheap kick to the gut, but Cosmo grabs it—AND MIKU SWOOPS IN AND BREAKS A LIGHT TUBE WITH COSMO’S HEAD!
Persephone: Get your popcorn folks.
Miku Sakai: (off-mic, screaming in his eardrum) WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!!!!
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Miku mami! You know I’d never mean to—
Miku Sakai: (off-mic) GO FUCK YOURSELF!!
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Por favor, mi bebé, don’t be actin’ like this!
Persephone: Miku on her tsundere nonsense just makes her pouty face and looks away, as—
THUUUNNKK!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: DIAMOND DIXON COMES IN AND HITS DIEGO MONTANA IN THE FACE WITH A TRASH CAN!! MIKU WASN’T LOOKING AND I THINK SHE JUST NOW REALIZES, BUT A KICK TO THE GUT STOPS HER—AND DIAMOND PLACES THE TRASH CAN OVER HER HEAD!!
Thadd Blazevich: MIKU’S FIGHTING TO GET OUT OF THAT, BUT IT’S EASIER SAID THAN DONE!! DIAMOND GETS SOME MOMENTUM AND A MASSIVE BIG BOOT ECHOES AS DOES MIKU’S HEAD INSIDE OF THAT!!
Rich Russillo: AND SHE’S NOT DONE, SHE TAKES MIKU UP FOR A POWERBOMB, AND SLAMS HER RIGHT DOWN!! DIAMOND’S IN FULL OWNERSHIP OF THIS MATCH RIGHT NOW!!
Persephone: BUT NOT FOR LONG! BECAUSE THAT SEWER RAT IS UP AGAIN, AND HE IS TRYING TO FIGHT DIAMOND OFF!
Thadd Blazevich: THEY’RE GOING BACK AND FORTH WITH NOTHING BUT BLOWS, NEITHER OF THEM GETTING A SIZABLE ADVANTAGE… WELL, SPEAK OF THE DEVIL, THAT WAS UNTIL DIEGO GOT IN A CHEEKY GUT KICK, AND NOW HE’S RUNNING OFF THE ROPES—
Rich Russillo: AND A LOW DROPKICK GETS DIAMOND IN THE SHINS, THAT DID SOME GOOD DAMAGE AND DIEGO KEEPS UP HIS MOMENTUM, HE LEAPS USING THE MIDDLE ROPE FOR LEVERAGE, AND SPRINGBOARDS INTO A TORNADO DDT—
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DIAMOND DIXON MANAGES TO KEEP HER WEIGHT STEADY AND HOLDS ON!! JUST TO DROP DIEGO DOWN WITH A NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX!!! WHAT A COUNTER!
Rich Russillo: Diamond has a moment to breathe, and she can’t let go of it… she’s heading outside the ring to look under the ring…
Thadd Blazevich: And she picks out a table! Sliding back into the ring, she goes to place it right in the middle of the ring—
Persephone: BUT MIKU SENDS HER HEAD FIRST INTO THE WOOD!
Rich Russillo: AND NOW MIKU’S STARTING TO GET ANGRY SEEING DIEGO IS ON THE GROUND, BUT THERE’S STILL A CONSTANT 2-ON-1 ADVANTAGE EVEN IF DIAMOND CAN GET THE UPPER HAND BECAUSE SHE’S FIGHTING ALL BY HERSELF RIGHT NOW, MIKU IS HITTING DIAMOND WITH MANY STRIKES BUT DIAMOND IS NOT RELENTING DEFENSIVELY!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT SHE CATCHES A DROPKICK FOR ALL HER TROUBLES! MIKU SAW HER OPENING AND TOOK IT, AND NOW DIAMOND DIXON IS ON THE GROUND, AS DIEGO IS STARTING TO GET BACK UP HIMSELF. MIKU IS STOMPING AT DIAMOND RELENTLESSLY, BUT DIEGO’S STOPPING HER IN HER TRACKS… POINTING TO THE TOP ROPE??
Rich Russillo: I THINK THEY WANNA TAKE HER UP, SO SHE CAN FALL ALL THE WAY DOWN, RIGHT THROUGH THAT TABLE, AND MIKU RELUCTANTLY AGREES!! THEY GET HER UP TOGETHER, AND SLOWLY DRAG HER ALL THE WAY TO THE TOP WHILE NAILING IN SOME FOREARMS AND KICKS FOR GOOD MEASURE!! DIAMOND’S GOT SOME COMPOSURE IN HER BUT THE NUMBERS GAME IS REALLY STARTING TO CATCH UP!!
Thadd Blazevich: SHE’S TRYING TO FIGHT THEM OFF TO NO AVAIL, AND THAT’S WHEN IT GETS FRUSTRATING, WHEN YOU SCRATCH AND CLAW, YET NOTHING WORKS AS SHE INCHES CLOSER AND CLOSER TO GETTING UP THERE!!
Rich Russillo: DIEGO’S HOISTING HER UP WITH SOME ASSISTANCE FROM MIKU, AND NOW THEY GOT DIAMOND UP ON THAT TOP ROPE!!
Persephone: AND MIKU AND DIEGO ARE JOINING HER UP THERE, TRYING TO MAKE SOMETHING HAPPEN WHILE THAT TABLE IS RIGHT THERE! I’M SURE DIAMOND DIXON IS WISHING SHE HAD A TAG PARTNER TO HELP HER OUT RIGHT NOW!!
Rich Russillo: BOTH HITTING DIAMOND DIXON WITH BIG STRIKES COMING FROM ALL SIDES, SO SHE’S TRULY CORNERED!! THE INTENTION IS OBVIOUS, THEY WANNA PUT DIAMOND THROUGH THAT TABLE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, AND I DON’T THINK THERE’S MUCH SHE CAN DO!!
Thadd Blazevich: THEY’RE LOOKING FOR SOME SORT OF ARMDRAG—BUT HOLD ON!!
Persephone: Wow! :mjlol:
Rich Russillo: DIAMOND DIXON SUDDENLY PICKS BOTH OF THEM UP ON HER SHOULDERS!!!
Thadd Blazevich: NO WAY!!!!
CRAAAAASSSHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: # AND AN EARTHSHATTERING AVALANCHE POWERSLAM SENDS BOTH DIEGO AND MIKU CRASHING THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!
Rich Russillo: NO TIME TO THINK FOR DIAMOND, SHE JUST COVERS WHOEVER SHE CAN SEE, AND THAT’S MIKU SAKAI!!
OOONNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
THHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
(…)
Rich Russillo: MIKU SAKAI KICKS OUT!!! DIAMOND IS IN DISBELIEF, AND OUT OF SHEER DESPERATION SHE TRIES TO COVER DIEGO!!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
TWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: Well, maybe she should’ve pinned the ugly-stache guy first!
Rich Russillo: MAYBE SHE SHOULD INDEED, BECAUSE THE WHOLE REST OF THE MATCH SWOOPED IN AND BROKE UP THE PINFALL!!
Thadd Blazevich: CHRIS ELITE, JAY JERRY JOHNSON, DR. BETHANY BLUE, TLA, ALL START SWINGING ON DIAMOND DIXON!! SHE’S TRYING HER DAMNDEST TO GET UP AND EVADE ALL THAT AS IT’S BEEN LIKE A NONSTOP GAUNTLET FOR HER!!
Rich Russillo: AND SHE MIGHT GET THE CHANCE AS EVERYTHING DEVOLVES INTO CHAOS AND THEY’RE ALL SWINGING AT ONE ANOTHER!!! JAY STARTED GOING FOR BETHANY, WHILE TLA AND CHRIS ELITE ARE LETTING ALL THEIR FRUSTRATIONS OUT!
Persephone: DIAMOND DIXON GOES TO SWING FOR THE BITTER LOVERS—
Thadd Blazevich: BUT TLA HAD IT SCOUTED!!! VERY MEXICAN UPPERCUT STUNS HER!!!
Rich Russillo: AND CHRIS ELITE FOLLOWS UP!!! BOX OFFICE SMASH SENDS DIAMOND SPLATTERING ALL THE WAY DOWN!!! BUT NONE OF THEM EVEN CARE ABOUT THE PINFALL, IT’S RIGHT BACK TO TRADING BLOWS!!
Thadd Blazevich: MEANWHILE, JAY AND BETHANY ARE FIGHTING FOR HIGH GROUND DOWN ON THE MAT, BETHANY’S GOT A GOOD HEADLOCK APPLIED, BUT JAY HANDSTANDS RIGHT OUT OF IT—HE GOES FOR A CROSSFACE—OH NO!! HE ONLY DREW HER IN, BEFORE GETTING A CHEAP SHOT TO HER FACE AS SHE DUCKED IT! THAT’S A LIL’ UNCHARACTERISTIC, BUT I GUESS IT’S THAT SERIOUS! JAY LOOKS AT HIS PARTNER—
Rich Russillo: AND HE SEES CHRIS MANAGING TO GET A SUPERKICK ON TLA—AND JAY TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THE OPENING, TAKING TLA UP—HEAVEN’S FEEL DROPS HIM ON HIS HEAD!!
Persephone: BUT MS. ABORTION SWINGS RIGHT BACK AT JAY, IT’S NOT THAT DEEP BUT TO THEM IT IS I GUESS!! THE HOCKEY FIGHT HAS BROKEN OUT AGAIN WITH THESE TWO AS THEY SEND EACH OTHER RIGHT OUT OF THE RING BEFORE CHRIS COULD EVEN HELP HIS PARTNER!!
Chris Elite: (off-mic) Don’t mind if I do. :man_shrugging:
Thadd Blazevich: BHRIS BRO GOES UP TO THE TOP ROPE TO PUT AN END TO HIS BEEF WITH TLA FOR GOOD!!!
Persephone: BETHANY AND JAY ARE FAR, FAR FROM THE ACTION, AND I WONDER IF THEY EVEN CARE ANYMORE, THEY GOT A HOLD OF THE RINGSIDE BELL AND THEY’RE JUST HAVING A KINDERGARTEN FIGHT OVER IT ON THE OUTSIDE!!!
Rich Russillo: AND HE AIMS FOR THE MOON!!! SWANTON 450 SPLASH!!!
Persephone: BUT HIS LOVER GETS THE KNEES UP! AND NOW THEY’RE RISING UP ON THEIR FEET TOGETHER, FOREHEADS STUCK TO ONE ANOTHER, ALL THAT’S MISSING IS LOOKING DOWN AT EACH OTHER’S LIPS!!
TLA: (off-mic) Sick of yo salty ass…
Chris Elite: (off-mic) Sick of ya dickeating ass!!
TLA: (off-mic) On God, puta? Do sum’ den!
Chris Elite: (off-mic) Say less, hoe!
Thadd Blazevich: CHRIS GOES FOR A HEADBUTT!!! BUT TLA DOES TOO!!! THEY JUST CRACKED EACH OTHER’S SKULLS, AND NOW THEY BOTH DAZED— BUT LOOK OUT ON THE APRON—
BOOOOMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: # COSMO—GOLD RUSH HITS THEM BOTH—AND HE HAD FRICKIN’ FIREBALLS IN HIS HANDS!!!!!!
Persephone: THE PRICE TO PAY FOR YOUR LUST, YOU GET BLOWN UP RIGHT AS YOU’RE ABOUT TO KISS!!
Thadd Blazevich: What an analogy… as Cosmo hesitates for a second on who to cover… but he gets a quick idea!! HE’S STACKING THOSE TWO ON TOP OF ONE ANOTHER!! COSMO SAYS IF HE’S GONNA DO IT, THEN HE’S DROWNING IN ALL THE GOLD BY PINNING TWO HALL OF FAMERS WHILE HE’S AT IT!! THE COVER!!!
OOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
TTTHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(…)
( DIIINNNGGG! DINNNNGGGG! DINNNGGGG! )
(…)
Rich Russillo: # JAY AND BETHANY BROKE UP THE PINFALL, SMASHING COSMO GOLDWORTHY OVER THE HEAD WITH THREE RING BELL STRIKES!!!
Thadd Blazevich: THAT WAS SOME SORT OF TEAMWORK THERE, BOTH OF THEM HAD A HOLD OF THE RING BELL!!! AND NEITHER IS LETTING GO!
Persephone: JAY JERRY JOHNSON OUT OF ANGER HEADBUTTS BETHANY, AND SHE DROPS HER HOLD ON THE BELL!! BUT BETHANY KICKS HIM IN THAT WEAKENED LEG, AND THE BELL FALLS ON THE GROUND, COSMO’S GAINING CONSCIOUSNESS, JAY IS MOMENTARILY DAZED, BETHANY MAKES A RUN FOR IT—
( # DIIINNNGGGGGGGGGG!!!!! )
Thadd Blazevich: CONCUSSION PROTOCOL PLANTS COSMO’S SKULL ON THAT RING BELL!! BLOOD’S SPILLED EVERYWHERE
Rich Russillo: BUT JAY COMES RIGHT BACK AT BETH—PRETTY VISITOR!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT SHE PUSHES HIM OUT OF THAT CUTTER— CODE BLUE!!! CODE BLUE!!*
Rich Russillo: # DRAGONSLAYER!!! A HUGE ROUNDHOUSE KICK OVER THE TEMPLE KNOCKS BETHANY DOWN AS JAY AVOIDS DISASTER!!
Persephone: AND THE SHITTY-ASS ARTIST IS QUICK TO FOLLOW UP WITH SOME SUBMISSION I DON’T KNOW THE NAME OF!!
Rich Russillo: IT’S THE JERRY SPECIAL 99!! THE PERUVIAN NECKTIE THAT’S MADE PLENTY OF PEOPLE TAP, IS LOCKED IN ON BETHANY, AND IT’S EFFECTIVELY AN INESCAPABLE CHOKE, AS LITERALLY EVERYBODY IS KNOCKED RIGHT OUT!!!!
Persephone: IT’S SINCHED IN, BETHANY IS LOSING AIR, AND IF SHE DOESN’T WANNA REAWAKEN HER HOSPITAL ROOM TRAUMA, SHE BETTER TAP!!
Thadd Blazevich: I THINK SHE MAY HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT IT—BUT SHE LOOKS AT TLA COMPLETELY LAID OUT ON THE MAT, AND DESPITE THE LOATHING THEY HAVE FOR EACH OTHER… I THINK JUST LOOKING AT HER TAG PARTNER KEEPS HER FROM TAPPING OUT, INSTEAD SOME TEARS ROLL DOWN HER FACE AS A SUDDEN SURGE OF LIFE HITS HER!!
Rich Russillo: JAY IS RUTHLESS WITH THE CHOKE, HE’S SCREAMING HIS LUNGS OUT AS BETHANY IS SOMEHOW STILL FIGHTING—AND NOW SHE’S TRYING TO MAKE SOME MOVEMENTS!!!
Persephone: SHE’S ROLLING AROUND LIKE A WORM, BACK AND FORTH, UNTIL—
Thadd Blazevich: SHE MANAGES TO ROLL OUT OF THE RING, AND TAKES JAY RIGHT WITH HER!! THE HOLD IS USELESS NOW!! AND AFTER ALL OF THAT CHAOS, EVERYBODY IS LEFT ON THE GROUND!!
Rich Russillo: Diamond Dixon is slowly trying to make her way up—seeing the condition Cosmo is in only now, and a bit of worry is written on her face!! She helps him roll out of the ring—BUT MIKU JUMPS AT HER, WHILE COSMO’S LEFT LEANED ON THE APRON, ON HIS FEET AT LEAST!!
Thadd Blazevich: MIKU GOES FOR THE CUCK KILLER!! BUT DIAMOND DIXON IS QUICK TO HIT A CHOKESLAM AND SEND HER BACK DOWN!!
Persephone: DIEGO IS BACK TO HELP OUT HIS ONE-SIDED LOVER, HE’S UNLEASHING SOME OVERHEAD BLOWS ON DIAMOND LIKE SHE JUST KILLED SOMEONE! JESUS CHRIST, BRO!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT WATCH OUT DUDE, BECAUSE COSMO GOT DIAMOND’S BACK!! A BIG TORNADO KICKS KNOCKS DIEGO OUT AND NOW HE LOOKIN’ REAL STUPID!! THAT’S CALLED “READY TO DIE’ AND IT DID SOME GREAT DAMAGE…
Rich Russillo: Diamond Dixon and Cosmo Goldworthy got each other’s backs as the mileage of this match is starting to take its toll… but hold on…
???: 👏👏👏👏👏👏
Persephone: Their faces instantly rise up, and the look on them is far from happy…
(There were two distinct faces right in the front row, clapping at Cosmo and Diamond’s skills…)
(Candice Blair & ARIA.)
(AS THEY JUMP OVER THE BARRICADE AND GO STRAIGHT FOR THEM!!)
Persephone: THESE TWO CAN’T TAKE A LOSS, IT SEEMS!! WE’VE SEEN THEM LOSE TO THAT OLD GEEZER LAST NIGHT! IN CASE YOU DON’T KNOW WHO I MEAN, IT’S THE BALD GUY WHO HAS THE SAME PREFERENCE IN WOMEN AS LEO DICAPRIO!!!
Thadd Blazevich: THAT’S ONE WAY TO CALL UNC—AS ARIA AND CANDICE ARE EQUIPPED WITH CHAIRS, HITTING THE ALREADY DAMAGED DIAMOND AND COSMO OVER THE BACK WITH THEM!!
Rich Russillo: YOU ALL GOT SOME FUNNY NICKNAMES, BUT FOR EVERYONE CONFUSED, DAMON LAZARUS PUNCHED HIS TICKET TO CASH IN THE VAULT LAST NIGHT AT THE EXPENSE OF CANDICE AND ARIA, AND NOW IT SEEMS THESE TWO’S FOCUS IS ON REKINDLING THE FIRE OF THEIR ISSUES WITH THESE TWO!! THESE GUYS COST ARIA A WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH, IT’S BEEN VERY BITTER GAMES HERE, AND THEY KEEP GOING ON—WITH THE ONSLAUGHT UNTIL THEY REACH OUR TABLE… AND OH NO…
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA AND CANDICE PLACE BOTH OF ‘EM ON THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE, AND ARIA GOES TO THE TOP ROPE, WHILE CANDICE CLIMBS ON OUR TABLE, WHAT’S GOOD CANDICE!!
Candice Blair: ?
Rich Russillo: ARIA FROM THE TOP ROPE!!! NOW CANDICE LEAPS OFF OUR TABLE!!!
CRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: AN UNISON DIVE WIPES OUT BOTH COSMO AND DIAMOND THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE, AS SECURITY IS FINALLY COMING IN TO SEPARATE THESE TWO PAIRS, BUT THE DAMAGE IS ALREADY DONE, IT’S PRETTY MUCH DOWN TO THREE TEAMS HERE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BETHANY AND JAY ARE STILL BRAWLING LIKE THERE’S NO TOMORROW ON THE OUTSIDE, FAR FROM THE ACTION!! CHRIS ELITE AND TLA ARE STILL DOWN!! IT’S MIKU SAKAI AND DIEGO MONTANA WHO ARE SLOWLY GETTING UP, READY TO CAPITALIZE!!
Persephone: IT’S A FAT GRIN ON MIKU’S SMILE AS SHE SWEEPS IN THE RING, AND SENDS TLA INTO THE ROPES… LOOKING FOR THE CUCK KILLER IF I HAD TO GUESS!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DIEGO JUST TRIPPED TLA INTO THE ROPES!! MIKU CAN’T BELIEVE HER EYES!! DIEGO NONCHALANTLY RUNS OFF THE ROPES FOR THE TIGER FEINT KICK!!! AND THE DIRTY MAVERICK IS GOOD!!
Persephone: LATIN BUM ON LATIN BUM VIOLENCE!! YES DIEGO!! FIND A WAY TO MESS IT UP LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO!! TLA STUMBLES ALL THE WAY TO THE APRON, HE’S DIEGO’S FOR THE TAKING AS MIKU IS STANDING THERE SEETHING!!!
Rich Russillo: LIVIN LIKE DIEGO!!! THE HEATSEEKER PILEDRIVER—GETS COUNTERED AS TLA EVASIVELY SHOVES HIM BACK MID AIR… AND SENDS DIEGO INTO CHRIS ELITE WHO WAS JUST ABOUT TO RECOVER!!!
Thadd Blazevich: MIKU SAKAI HITS TLA WITH A STRIKE MAKING SURE HE GETS NO MOMENTUM, AND NOW HER ATTENTION IS ON DIEGO!
Miku Sakai: (off-mic) YOU DUMBASS!! YOU IMBECILE!! YOU IDIOT!!! YOU SCREW-UP!!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!!!??
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Mami, what, it’s all fine?!
Miku Sakai (off-mic) FIRST OFF YOU’RE A CREEP WHO SHOULD BE IN JAIL. SECOND YOU FUCKING GET ME HIT FOR NO REASON. TWICE. THIRD YOU TAKE THINGS INTO YOUR OWN HANDS AND MESS UP LIKE ALWAYS. DO YOU HAVE A FUCKING HOLE IN YOUR BRAIN!?? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!??
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Calm down… Everyone is down anyway, we’re gonna win! We’re going to Pain For Pride! A million bucks is awaiting us! It’s peanut butta jelly time for Dieku!!!
Miku Sakai: (off-mic) Fuck you… Actually, Chris Elite is right behind you, about to strike, and you know what! I’m not even gonna tell you to dodge it!! You deserve to be hit!
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Wut—
Persephone: CHRIS ELITE SWINGS FOR DIEGO, BUT HE DUCKS UNDER!! CHRIS HITS MIKU INSTEAD!!!
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Puta madre… how dare you do that to mi gurl…
Thadd Blazevich: DIEGO GRABS CHRIS BY THE BACK OF THE NECK, AND SHOVES HIM RIGHT INTO THE CORNER, SENDING HIM FLYING WITH ANGER RIGHT OVER IT, AS HE WINDS UP ON THE SAME APRON AS TLA!
Persephone: We don’t care about that, because blood is coming out of Miku’s nose… and she stares a hole into Diego.
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Oh no… mami… he hit you real’ hard that sonuvabitch…
Miku Sakai: …
Diego Montana: (off-mic) Lemme take care of— OWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: AHAHAH!!! MIKU KICKS DIEGO IN THE NUTS AS THAT IDIOT TRIED TO TEND TO HER WOUND!! SHE’S HOLDING ONTO HER BROKEN NOSE, AND JUST LEAVES SHAKING HER HEAD!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Well… :mjlol: We are down to TWO teams now!! Chris Elite & Jay Jerry Johnson—or Blondie & Baldie—and TLA & Dr. Bethany Blue!!
Rich Russillo: Yeah… but we’re far from any teamwork happening. Bethany and Jay are STILL fighting as they reached the top of the stage!! IT’S BLOOD ALL OVER THEIR BODIES AS JAY RAKES AT THE EYES OF BETHANY—AND SENDS HER INTO THE MINITRON!!!
Thadd Blazevich: SOME SPARKS GOT SENT FLYING, AND THERE’S A LOOK OF PURE VITRIOL ON JAY JERRY JOHNSON’S FACE AS HE KEEPS LAYING DOWN STRIKES OVER BETHANY!
Rich Russillo: HE MAKES SOME DISTANCE, THEN CROSSES OVER BETHANY’S HUNCHED OVER BACK FOR AN OVER-CROSS DDT!!
Persephone: BUT BETHANY KEEPS HER FOOTING, AND THE SPRECHOR CROSSLINE IS FOR NOTHING! BETHANY LOOKS AT JAY ON THE GROUND, RED IN HIS EYES…
Dr. Bethany Blue: (off-mic) ‘Fuck is your problem, now?
Rich Russillo: JAY JUST SHAKES HIS HEAD AS HE LUNGES AT BETHANY!! BETHANY DODGES AND STRIKES BACK, BUT JAY PARRIES!! A STRIKE NOW SENDS BETHANY BACK, AND HE LUNGES AGAIN!! BETHANY’S GOT A COUNTERATTACK THOUGH BUT JAY IS RELENTLESS AND SHE’S CONSTANTLY FORCED TO BACKPADDLE!! THEY’RE GETTING CLOSER AND CLOSER TO THE EDGE OF THE RAMP AND THAT NEVER MEANS ANYTHING GOOD!!
Thadd Blazevich: JAY GOES FOR BRIAN DANIELS’ ICONIC DRAGONSLAYER AGAIN, BUT BETHANY DUCKS IT THIS TIME! HE GOES FOR A CUTTER NOW, “PRETTY VISITO”!!! AND BETHANY DUCKS THAT TOO!! SHE GOES FOR A CUTTER TOO IN RESPONSE, “THE REMEDY!” BUT JAY PUSHES HER OUT OF IT, AND SHE’S SENT BACK EVEN FURTHER!! JAY CHARGES WITH A BOOT KICK, AND THAT SENDS BETHANY BACKPEDALING EVEN CLOSER TO THE EDGE!!!
Rich Russillo: BETHANY IS HANGING RIGHT ON THE EDGE OF THE RAMP!!! IT’S A STEEP FALL DOWN INTO EXPLOSIVE EQUIPMENT!!!
(Jay’s vitriolic expressions breaks with a sudden smirk as Bethany hangs on the edge of calamity.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: (off-mic) You’re… done.
(Jay charges at Bethany… moments away from disaster…)
(Vindication in mind. Frustration pent up, at last liberated…)
Rich Russillo: JAY GOES TO SHOVE BETHANY RIGHT DOWN!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT BETHANY DUCKS, AND NOW JAY IS THE ONE IN TROUBLE AS HE TETHERS RIGHT TOWARDS THE EDGE!! HE’D FALL STRAIGHT UP IF HE DIDN’T CATCH HIMSELF AS HE TURNS AROUND—
Rich Russillo: # CODE BLUE!!!
CRAAAAAAASSHHHHH!!!!! BOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HOLY SHIT BRO!!! THE PUNCH TO THE HEART SENDS JAY JERRY JOHNSON CRASHING RIGHT DOWN INTO ALL THAT EXPLOSIVE EQUIPMENT AND TABLES!! HE’S COMPLETELY OUT OF IT, AND BETHANY FALLS TO THE MAT!!! SHE’S ON HER BRINK AS WELL AND THAT WAS THE LAST SHE HAD IN HER… BUT IT’S A LONG CRAWL TO THE RING, SHE HAS TO TRUST TLA TO GET THE JOB DONE!!!
Rich Russillo: BOTH TLA AND CHRIS ELITE ARE ATTEMPTING TO RECOVER ON THE SAME APRON, THEIR EYES MEET AND THEY ARE READY TO PUT AN END TO ALL THEIR ANIMOSITY!! TLA SWINGS AT CHRIS, BUT IT DOESN’T REACH, HE’S FAR TOO TIRED!! CHRIS DOES THE SAME, BUT IT BARELY SCRATCHES TLA!! THESE TWO COME CLOSER, AND JUST EMBRACE THE HOCKEY FIGHT AS THE CROWD GOES NUTS!!
Thadd Blazevich: TLA! BHRIS! TLA! BHRIS! TLA! BHRIS! THEY COULD GO AT THIS FOREVER… BUT EVENTUALLY THEY GET DAZED ENOUGH THAT THEY SEND EACH OTHER BACK… AS TLA HITS A WEAKLY BIG BOOT, BUT IT HITS CHRIS WELL ENOUGH!!!
Rich Russillo: HE’S GOT THE OPPORTUNITY, AND HE’S GOT CHRIS READY FOR THE MEXICAN DESTROYER, RIGHT ON THE APRON, THE HARDEST PART OF THE RING!!!
Persephone: BUT CHRIS ELITE MAINTAINS HIS FOOTING, AS HE SHOVES TLA BACK FIRST INTO THE RIGHT POST—HE CHARGES NOW AS TLA IS DAZED!
Thadd Blazevich: BOX OFFICE SMASH!!
Rich Russillo: BUT TLA DUCKS THE HOUSE CALL!! AND COLLAPSES INTO THE RING, WHILE CHRIS THUDS ON THE RINGSIDE MAT! THEY’RE BOTH GRITTING THEIR TEETH AS CHRIS JUST TAKES WHATEVER HE GETS HIS HAND ON FROM UNDER THE RING—AND IT’S A SLEDGEHAMMER!
Thadd Blazevich: CHRIS OFF THE ADRENALINE OF ANGER ALONE SLIDES RIGHT INTO THE RING AS TLA IS HELPING HIMSELF UP—
CRACK!!!
Rich Russillo: A SLEDGEHAMMER TO THE FACE MAKES TLA SPIT OUT BLOOD!!! NOW CHRIS ELITE RETREATS TO THE CORNER… HE LOOKS AT THE CUSHION PAD OVER HIS ARM AND BEGINS TO TAKE IT OFF… BUT HE STOPS. INSTEAD, HE LOOKS AT THE BLOODY TIP OF THAT SLEDGEHAMMER AND THE BLOOD POURING OUT OF TLA’S HEAD!! A VERY DEVIOUS SMIRK IS ON HIS FACE, AND HE HAS JUST THE IDEA!!
Thadd Blazevich: HE’S READY TO SLIME HIS OLD BUDDY OUT—WITH A MOVE WE DO NOT SEE OFTEN FROM HIM…
Rich Russillo: YOU’RE RIGHT… THAT’S THE “SLIME YOU OUT” HE’S LOOKING FOR… BUT IT WON’T BE A FOREARM STRIKE TO THE BACK OF TLA’S HEAD, BUT A HIGH-VELOCITY SLEDGEHAMMER STRIKE!!
Rich Russillo: # CHRIS ELITE CHARGES!! THAT’S IT!!!
(…)
(…)
Persephone: BUT TLA DUCKS UNDER!!! YOU’RE IN BED WITH A MAN SO MUCH, YOU GROW TO LEARN THE DEEPEST TRICKS IN HIS BAG!!
Rich Russillo: HOLY… THAT COULD’VE BEEN HORRIBLE FOR TLA AND HE KNOWS IT! CHRIS TRIED TO REBOUND WITH THE SLEDGEHAMMER, BUT IT WAS A DESPERATE LAST RESORT, AND HE WALKS STRAIGHT INTO A SWAG SHOT AS A CONSEQUENCE!! THE PIMP SLAP STUNS CHRIS ELITE AS TLA SNATCHES THE SLEDGEHAMMER—AN EYE FOR AN EYE!!!
TLA: (off-mic) YOU GON’ HAD SCREWED OVER YET ANOTHER VATO ONCE I’M DONE WITH YA! YOU A FUCK-UP BHRISSY! YA DONE FO’ MUFUKA!!!
Chris Elite: (off-mic) You ain’t shit…
Persephone: TLA CHARGES AT HIS SCORNED LOVER!!
Chris Elite: (off-mic) …fuck you……
CRACCK!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: TLA SMASHES CHRIS ELITE’S HEAD OPEN WITH THAT SLEDGEHAMMER!! TONS OF BLOOD QUICKLY REFLECTS OFF THAT LUSCIOUS HEAD OF HIS!! CHRIS ELITE COLLAPSES RIGHT IN POSITION, AND TLA’S THUMB CROSSES HIS NECK, HE’S IN FOR THE KILLSHOT ON HIS OLD PARTNER!
Rich Russillo: # MEXICAN DESTROYER!!!
Persephone: CHRIS ELITE’S HEAD BOUNCES OFF THE FLOOR THE SAME WAY HE BOUNCED ON TOP OF TLA IN BED!! BUT TLA ISN’T DONE!! HE DOESN’T WANT THE FUN TO BE OVER!! THE ROOM IS TOO HOT!! THE CANDLES SMELL TOO NICE!! HE FEELING ALL OF IT!!
Thadd Blazevich: ‘Sepphie… You got a fantasy you don’t wanna tell us about…?
Persephone: No? Anyway! TLA isn’t pinning Chrissy just yet; he takes a coil of barbed wire from under the ring, and quickly places it near the corner!! Now his fingers interlock with Chris as he lifelessly drags him back first over the barbed wire… letting go of his hand one last time…
(Persephone begins to shed a tear.)
Persephone: But it’s not about TLA letting Chris’ hand go! It’s not about the damage he’s about to do him! It’s not about Chris being unconscious at TLA’s hands… it’s about the metaphorical significance of TLA finally having to let go of his eternal love for Chris Elite in his mind as cruel life necessarily has it… This is… beautiful.
Rich Russillo: :wtf:
Thadd Blazevich: Wow… That sounded beautiful… ‘Seph… Wow.
Rich Russillo: Yeaaahhhh…. SO!! TLA IS CLIMBING TO THE TOP ROPE, BARBED WIRE SCRAPING RIGHT BENEATH THE BACK OF CHRIS ELITE!!!
Persephone: TLA BLOWS CHRISSY A KISS!!
Thadd Blazevich: HE LEAPS!!!
Rich Russillo: # BURNOUT!!!! CORKSCREW 630 SENTON LANDS RIGHT ON CHRIS ELITE’S GUT, AS HIS BACK GETS PUNCTURED BY BARBED WIRE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: THERE’S NOBODY LEFT, JUST TLA AND A CHRIS ELITE WHO IS DONE FOR!!! THE COVER!!!
ONNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
TTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THHHRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: # TLA AND BETHANY ARE HEADED TO PAIN FOR PRIDE!!!
( DING! DING! DING!!! )
(The crowd explodes with cheers while quickly “Ambitionz az a Ridah” by 2Pac marks the sound of triumph as TLA slowly rolls off of his cover, as out of it as everyone else is… having just enough energy left in him to carry himself to the finish line.
Thadd Blazevich: HOLY, DUDE! That was explosive, that was chaotic, and that was AWESOME!!
Persephone: It was also filled with men looking like they hate each other so much they’re about to have sex… That is truly what the game is all about.
Rich Russillo: This tournament was unpredictable from start to finish, I think no matter who win this match, it would have been a surprise, and that is because none of these teams can quite call themselves teams, but in the case of TLA & Bethany, they put their hatred to the side, they survived off the backs of each other, and the effort goes out to both!
(After the ample time spent crawling from the ramp to the ring, Bethany Blue would slowly roll herself into the ring. She’d hug TLA for taking care of business and securing the victory, while he has a big smile on his face. Neither of them quite expected this would be the way their season would go after all the hatred they shared towards in their battles… but now it happened, and whether they like it or not, they are heading to Pain For Pride, competing for the Unified Tag Team Championships, with a nice $500,000 bonus to go along with it.)
Bella Braxton: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS OF THE VOLTAGE TAG TEAM TURMOIL… WINNING $500,000 AND THE RIGHT TO COMPETE FOR THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS AT PAIN FOR PRIDE… “LA PANTERA SEXUAL” TLA & DR. BETHANY BLUE M.D.!!!!!!!!
(Eventually, they help one another up to their feet, as the referee raises their hands in victory. Bethany gives TLA a nod of approval as his issues with Chris Elite have come to an ultimate close, and TLA reciprocates it, as she can move forward without regrets and ghosts of the past haunting her. It’s a new beginning for both in many regards, and the beginning of this journey starts with the very end-all-be-all event in sight.)
Thadd Blazevich: I cannot wait to see how Bethany’s presence will fill up the Poon Palace now! Maybe I’ll even go and see it all for myself bro!!
Persephone: Ahem.
(The two winners share a glance towards the Pain For Pride sign while still feeling all of the exhaustion, as doctors attend to every other competitor scattered throughout the arena. The combustible conclusion to the Tag Team Turmoil ultimately fades from ringside.)
(Backstage.)
(The camera flashes backstage where Kennedy Street, the General Manager of Showdown is seen finalizing the contract and placing it on her desk. She looks up at the monster standing in front of her, Kelin. Handing him the contract.)
Kennedy Street: There you go honey, welcome to Showdown and Kennie looks forward to seeing what you do.
Kelin: Thank you Ms. Street… I look forward to dominating.
Kennedy Street: Well, you will get your first chance on Showdown next week and then in the 24/7 Battle Royal at Pain For Pride, so good luck honey.
Kelin: Thank you.
(As Kelin is about to leave her office, the door opens and it is none other than Harper Lee and Silas Mason. Silas does NOT look happy after what happened last night in the Main Event and Harper looks a little distraught.)
Kennedy Street: Okay, Kennie has no time for this.
Silas Mason: No, make time! How many times is Pandora going to get screwed out of the Answers World Championship!? She is right now on Hotel arrest because you have security at her door not allowing her to come to the arena!
Kennedy Street: Hold on! That was done to protect her! Jake Smith broke her nose, knocked out two teeth and gave her a mild concussion. She is on protocol right now and will NOT be allowed here tonight for ANY reason. Now, did Veena have any right getting involved in that match? NO. That much we can agree on, but it is set, Silas, the triple threat is happening and right now there is no path for Pain For Pride when it comes to Pandora.
Silas Mason: NO PATH!? Oh no…. no…. no…. There is a path, there are plenty of paths and you have ONE spot left in the Cash in the Vault and I have two….
Harper Lee: Three.
Silas Mason: …. Well three if we can ever find Donovan Duke that can fill that spot! So, make it happen, Kennedy. Make it official, put one of them in the Cash In the Vault!
Kennedy Street: First of all, do not tell me what to do, I will figure something out, and secondly, where is Donovan Duke? He has a contract and has not been seen since Grand Rampage. If he is not here, he will be suspended for the rest of the season and miss out on Pain For Pride.
Harper Lee: WE have been searching for him for far too long and far as I am concerned, WE are looking for him and he WILL be here, so please stop being a pain in the butt!
(Kennedy smirks.)
Kennedy Street: For such a bitch, you speak so proper.
Harper Lee: RUDE!
Kennedy Street: Right, well get out of here because Kennie had to talk to Impact and –
(But before she could finish, Impact walks in, Harper and Silas just look at him as he then turns to Kennedy.)
Impact: I want my Pain For Pride moment.
Kennedy Street: Don’t we all, honey and like Kennie said, you are a veteran and know how to find it.
Impact: You are right, I do.
(IMPACT QUICKLY TURNS AND PUNCHES HARPER LEE IN THE FACE! SHE FALLS BACK AND IMPACT THEN GRABS SILAS MASON AND THROWS HIM AGAINST THE WALL! KENNEDY QUICKLY GETS BEHIND HER DESK.)
Deadprez: IMPACT HAS GONE BALLISTIC AND HE JUST ATTACKED HARPER LEE! IMPACT IS NOW ON TOP OF HARPER AND HE IS STARTING TO LAY FISTS ON HER BUT WAIT A SECOND! THE DOOR OPENS!
Sienna Swann: IT’S JOSO! HE HAS HAD ISSUES WITH SILAS WORLD AND IMPACT! JOSO IS IN THE OFFICE NOW AND HE PULLS IMPACT OFF AND STARTS BRAWLING WITH HIM! THIS IS A MELEE SWEETIE AND WAIT! HARPER IS BACK UP AND SHE JUMPS ON THE BACK OF JOSO, TRYING TO CLAW AND SCRATCH HIM!
Gavin Kirkland: THIS HAS GOTTEN OUT OF CONTROL! WE DON’T KNOW WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON AND JOSO FLIPS HARPER OVER! SHE LANDS HARD ON THE FLOOR AND IMPACT STRIKES JOSO KNOCKING HIM DOWN! HE PICKS HIM UP AND THROWS HIM OVER THE DESK AND HE LANDS ON KENNEDY!
Kennedy Street: Uhhh…. This is awkward, Kennie isn’t that type of girl.
Joso: Sorry Ms. Street!
(Impact then grabs Harper’s legs, he throws her heels off and flips her over trying to get the Walls of Impact when the lights go out.)
Sienna Swann: The lights went out, this is kinda kinky, sweetie, knowing Kennedy she probably did it.
CRACK
(The sound of flesh is heard as the lights come back on and Impact is holding his head from a vicious chair shot, it is then thrown to the ground and a man stands there glaring at Impact, then Joso, before looking down at Harper Lee and extending his arm, she looks up and is like…)
Harper Lee: What the –
(Her eyes glow, standing right in front of her is….)
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???: YO SOY EL DUQUE! POR FAVOR SENORITA…. VENGA CON MIGO!
(He says in a very broken Spanish with an Oklahoma accent)
Harper Lee: Uh– I don’t know any Spanish.
???: UH… yes, of course…. COME WITH ME IF YOU WANT TO LIVE!
(Harper takes El Duque’s hand as she whisks her up in his arms and walks off. Silas is confused and runs after them. Kennedy just tilts her head as she gets back up while Joso steps over Impact and heads out the door following EL DUQUE.)
Kennedy Street: Sometimes this job sucks. MEDICAL!
(The medical staff rush in to check on Impact who is split wide open with the chair shot as he tries to get back up.)
(Outside the hallway, Joso is running, looking for EL DUQUE, he turns the corner and runs into someone that he did not expect. He freezes quickly and stares into her red eyes.)
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Minerva: Going somewhere?
Joso: Yeah… I …. Look….. I got your message a few weeks ago on Showdown and –
(But Minerva takes his hand and sees the scars she left from clawing at them at the Grand Rampage.)
Joso: Let me tell you a story about these scars.
(Minerva brushes up on Joso, they are face to face as she gives him her red rose.)
Minerva: Say no more. I think we both know what we want and need.
Joso: We do?
Minerva: Yeah. We do.
(She gently leans in and whispers something in his ear, as Joso slowly starts to smile. Minerva then gently presses her lips against his in a gentle kiss before walking away.)
Minerva: See you soon.
(As she disappears into the hallway, Joso twirls the rose and smirks, all he can say….)
Joso: Bet.
(As the camera slowly fades to a commercial and back to ringside.)
(A commercial airs of DaBaby’s hottest new track Pop That Thang, featuring Diego Montana but quickly it abruptly cuts and they pull it when realizing anything with the word “BABY” would trigger Dr. Bethany Blue and Adam Lucas.)
(Fighting Spirit returns as the next match graphic flashes across the screen, the crowd immediately coming into an uproar as they know what’s coming.)
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(Shit’s about to go down.)
(The camera goes over to show Bella Braxton standing at the center of the ring, a smile on her face and a microphone in hand as she begins to speak.)
Bella Braxton: The following is a NO HOLDS BARRED MATCH!!!
Crowd: mADLKANDPKANDSLNASDLKNDLANDKADLADSKNLASDKNDSAKNd
Bella Braxton: And it is for… the EAW SPECIALISTS CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!
(‘Let Me Hear’ by Fear, and Loathing in Las Vegas hits.)
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(The arena dims into blinding strobe lights as the camera goes over to the stage, with Saori Aizen being seen making her way out from the backstage area. She has a serious expression on her face as she poses at the center, taking a moment to embrace the reaction that she’s gotten so far. Once she’s done, she begins to make the march down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first, the challenger-
Rich Russillo: AUBURN WARE FROM BEHIND JUST CLOBBERED SAORI AIZEN!
Thadd Blazevich: AND WE’RE NOT EVEN GOING TO WAIT TWO SECONDS, BRO! EVERYTHING CUTS OFF AND THE LIGHTS ARE GOING BACK TO NORMAL, AND AUBURN IS BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF SAORI!
Persephone: THESE TWO HAVE BEEN AT EACH OTHER’S THROATS, SO I DON’T BLAME THE GIRL FOR WANTING TO GET SOME BLOOD!
Rich Russillo: SAORI STUMBLES DOWN THE RAMP AS SHE MANAGES TO ROLL INTO THE RING, BUT AUBURN IS QUICK TO ROLL INSIDE AS WELL AS SHE CONTINUES HER PURSUIT!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT THE REFEREE HAS COME IN TO FINALLY BREAK THESE TWO APART! AUBURN IS FORCED BACKWARD AS SAORI FALLS AGAINST THE OPPOSITE CORNER! AND IT SEEMS, JUST FOR THE MOMENT, THAT WE HAVE ORDER!
Persephone: WHO GIVES A FUCK, REF! STOP KILLING THE FUN AND RING THE FUCKING BELL!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: AND AUBURN SHOOTS OUT OF HER CORNER AND PICKS UP WHERE SHE LEFT OFF, SHE LAUNCHES THROUGH THE AIR AND TAKES SAORI AIZEN DOWN WITH A LOU THESZ PRESS!
Thadd Blazevich: She begins to connect with rapid fire shots directly to the face, and Saori is trying her best to block them, but she was taken off guard by the sudden onslaught! I think we expected this to come, especially with all the malice that Auburn Ware bears in her heart right now!
Persephone: She’s been waiting for the moment to tear this bitch in half more than anyone else and she’s going to take it! Saori manages to palm Auburn right in the face and push her away, beginning to crawl toward the edge of the ring! Auburn quickly makes her way back up as she tries to stomp down on her side to weaken her further, but the challenger has already retreated herself out of the ring and toward the ringside area!
(The crowd boos at this sudden halt to the No Holds Barred match, but Saori doesn’t have any regrets. She puts her hands on her hips as she begins to pace around, as if she’s making Auburn wait for her, but Auburn isn’t in the business of that whatsoever…)
Rich Russillo: AUBURN QUICKLY RUSHES TOWARD THE EDGE OF THE RING AND SHOOTS THROUGH THE ROPES WITH A SUICIDE DIVE!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT SAORI GRABS A HOLD OF ONE OF OUR CAMERAMEN, DRAGGING HIM INTO THE WAY AS AUBURN TAKES HIM OUT INSTEAD! She quickly scrambles up to her feet, trying to make sense of what just happened…
Persephone: ONLY FOR SAORI TO RUSH FORWARD AND CONNECT WITH A BOOT DIRECTLY TO THE FACE OF AUBURN! She crumbles down to the ground, and Saori isn’t wasting any time as she grabs her by the hair and brings her back up to her feet, RUSHING HER FORWARD AND SLAMMING HER FACE FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST! Make that bitch bleed!
Rich Russillo: Auburn crumbles down to a knee, and Saori isn’t done! She grabs a hold of her by the head and turns her around, BEFORE SLAMMING HER FACE AGAINST THE ANNOUNCER’S TABLE! Auburn bounces off, clearly not looking the hottest at this moment, and Saori is looking to make sure it stays that way, AS SHE BOUNCES HER HEAD OFF OF HER TABLE A SECOND TIME!
(The cameraman is stumbling up to his feet in the background, clutching a hold of the expensive camera that Auburn and Saori nearly broke, but Saori trips him up again as she grabs a hold of the camera cord.)
Thadd Blazevich: AND NOW SAORI TAKES THE CORD AND WRAPS IT AROUND THE THROAT OF AUBURN! Auburn is being choked out as she waves her arms around, trying to maneuver herself around to get herself out of this! But Saori is trying to take her down to a knee, trying to put her to sleep right now!
Persephone: Stop her circulation long enough and she might just die, YES! I’m here for it! Auburn stumbles around our ringside area like an idiot, this might be it already! I LOVE a short match-
(DING!)
Rich Russillo: BUT AUBURN MANAGES TO REACH INTO THE TIMEKEEPER’S AREA, GRABBING THE RING BELL AS SHE SLAMS IT AGAINST THE FOREHEAD OF SAORI TO FORCE HER TO LET GO!
Thadd Blazevich: Saori drops the cord as she stumbles backward, clutching her forehead! Meanwhile, Auburn is on her knees, coughing and gasping for air, neither of them are looking to quit!
(Saori wipes her forehead and sees droplets of blood. There is a nasty gash opening up above her left eyebrow as blood begins to trickle down, but that doesn’t deter her. She wipes it away as she starts to smile, growing a sinister smirk across her face.)
Persephone: Finally, we’re seeing some crimson. Saori has a fire lit in her as she rushes forward-
(CRASH!)
Rich Russillo: BUT AUBURN MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY AS SHE SENDS SAORI SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS! The top half completely topples over, and now the Champion sees blood as she stumbles over and makes her way toward our table!
Persephone: GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!
Thadd Blazevich: Oh! But Auburn just shoved sis Persephone away as she snatched the steel chair next to her!
Persephone: OH MY GOD! I CAN’T FUCKING BREATHE!
Rich Russillo: Auburn grabs a hold of the chair as she makes her way back over to Saori, AS SHE SWINGS IT DIRECTLY AGAINST HER HEAD WHILE SHE’S PROPPED AGAINST THE STEPS!
(BAM!)
Thadd Blazevich: BUT SAORI MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY! She manages to crawl herself away as she falls against the table, BUT AUBURN LOOKS TO DRIVE THE CHAIR DIRECTLY INTO HER ABDOMEN-
Rich Russillo: But Saori manages to grab a hold of the chair and rips it away from her grasp! She brings it into her hands, AS SHE TRIES TO SWING FOR THE FACE!
Thadd Blazevich: But Auburn ducks under that just in time! Saori ducks under that as she maintains her grip, ONLY FOR AUBURN TO BRING HER LEG UP AND CONNECT WITH A BOOT TO THE CHAIR WHICH SENDS IT FLYING DIRECTLY INTO THE FACE OF SAORI! Saori crumbles down to the ground, as Auburn quickly reaches out for the chair-
(CRACK!)
Persephone: SMASHING IT RIGHT AGAINST THE FACE OF SAORI! Saori is taken down to the ground, as she tries to make her way back up to her feet!
(CRACK!)
Rich Russillo: BUT AUBURN LIFTS THE CHAIR UP AND BRINGS IT CRASHING DOWN AGAINST HER SPINE! BEFORE DOING IT AGAIN! AND A THIRD TIME!
(Saori is in a heap on the ringside floor as Auburn is hyperventilating, screaming every chance that she gets. She tosses the dented chair aside as she grabs her by the chin, forcing the bloodied and disheveled challenger to look her in the eyes. The Specialists Champion is letting her hear it as the camera picks up on the obscenities that she’s screaming out.)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) FUCK YOU!
Thadd Blazevich: Auburn slams Saori’s face against the edge of the ring apron, before grabbing a hold of her and rolling her back inside the ring. And now she’s reaching under the ring, and she’s beginning to take out steel chairs and push them inside the ring. There seems to be an endless amount of chairs under there!
Persephone: And Auburn is about to use all of them for some fucking reason. She’s stuffing them all in the ring before making her way back inside. Saori is trying her best to make her way back up to her feet, but Auburn is quick to bring her up onto her shoulders as she sets her up! GOING FOR MALIBU RISING ON THE CHAIRS!
Rich Russillo: But Saori manages to slip out of it! She quickly grabs a hold of the hair of Auburn!
Persephone: AS SHE YANKS HER BACKWARD, SENDING THE BACK OF AUBURN’S HEAD CRASHING RIGHT INTO THE PILE OF CHAIRS! That’s what you get for losing your focus, bitch! Wasting my fucking time…
Thadd Blazevich: And now Saori is reaching out as she’s bringing one of those chairs into her possession, and she’s making her way to Auburn, quickly wrapping it around her head! She’s trying to crush her windpipe! Saori steps back, AS SHE LEAPS UP AND GOES FOR A STOMP!
Rich Russillo: But Auburn manages to push the chair off of her, as she rolls out of the way just in time! Saori quickly tries to recover, AS SHE GOES FOR A HEEL KICK TO THE FACE- But Auburn manages to duck under that, she grabs a hold of her by the waist! NO!
(CRASH!)
Thadd Blazevich: RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX ONTO THE MOUND OF CHAIRS INSIDE OF THE RING! Saori Aizen falls into an absolute heap as she cries in agony, and that just has to be music to Auburn’s ears, bro!
Persephone: But at the same time, not enough. She’s not going to stop until that bitch is dead, and you know what? Good on her. It’s about damn time she grew a spine anyway, let those girls have their fun.
Rich Russillo: Auburn is rolling herself under the bottom rope and out of the ring again, as she looks under the ring, trying to dig to find whatever weapon she can get her hands on, whatever’s going to hurt Saori Aizen the most, make her suffer the way that she suffered!
Thadd Blazevich: And look what she has in her hands, dude! A razor wire wooden board! That’s about the size of her with all that razor wire wrapped around it too! Whoever’s landing in that is toast!
Persephone: And if she has the choice, it’s going to be Saori as Auburn pushes that into the ring. The Champion quickly leans it against one of the corners, before turning around and making her way over, grabbing Saori by the hair and dragging her up!
Rich Russillo: But Saori is beginning to come alive! She begins to connect with repeated elbow strikes to the chest and abdomen of Auburn, stopping her before whatever she had in mind! Auburn staggers back as she tries to retaliate, BUT SAORI SHOOTS UP AND CONNECTS WITH THE SHOTEI PALM STRIKE DIRECTLY TO HER JAW!
Thadd Blazevich: Auburn is stunned as she stumbles backward, and she’s going to need to watch out here! NO, NO!
Persephone: SAORI GRABS HER BY THE WAIST AND RAMS AUBURN WARE DIRECTLY INTO THE RAZOR WIRE BOARD!
(The pure impact of the move snaps the board in half, as Saori rolls herself away just in time before she can get nicked, but the Champion isn’t so lucky herself, as she lands hard on the razor wire as he digs into her flesh, cutting deeper than any barbed wire could to her. She’s crying in agony as she tries to pry herself out, but she’s in deep, blood pouring profusely.)
(Saori Aizen, though, couldn’t care less.)
Rich Russillo: SAORI GRABS AUBURN BY THE ARM AND RIPS HER OUT OF THE RAZOR WIRE! AUBURN IS CONTINUING TO CRY IN AGONY, BUT SHE’S GOING TO HAVE TO PROTECT HERSELF FROM WHATEVER THE CHALLENGER HAS IN MIND HERE!
Thadd Blazevich: SHE’S TURNING HER UPSIDE DOWN! NO! STOP IT, BRO!
(THUD!)
Persephone: SAORI DROPS HER DOWN RIGHT ONTO HER HEAD WITH A TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER ONTO THE PILE OF STEEL STEPS! CLOSING FRANTICA CONNECTS! AND WHAT ARE THESE FUCKING IDIOTS DOING NOT GOING FOR THE PIN?!
Rich Russillo: What do you think?! They don’t care whatsoever about closing the match, especially when they’re just getting started. Saori turns around and makes her way out of the ring, and she’s looking to get something of her own that might help her level the playing field with everything the Champion has thrown at her!
Thadd Blazevich: And she seems to already have found it, as she has a chain in her hands which she quickly pushes into the ring while making her way back inside as well. Auburn isn’t even back up to her feet yet, she’s going to have to in order to stop whatever’s about to happen here!
(Saori picks up the chain as she begins to slowly wrap it around her fist, lingering around Auburn, taking her sweet time.)
Saori Aizen: (Off-Mic) Get up.
(Auburn, spits out blood from her mouth as she rises up, not backing down…)
(CRACK!)
Persephone: SAORI WITH A RIGHT HAND! The chain smashes against Auburn’s face as blood splatters everywhere!
Saori Aizen: (Off-Mic) You appear to have forgotten one crucial thing…
(CRACK!)
Rich Russillo: A SECOND SHOT AS AUBURN TRIES TO RISE UP! She’s being battered by Saori right now!
(Saori snatches her by the chin, forcing her to look in her eyes.)
Saori Aizen: (Off-Mic) I’m in control.
(Auburn looks up through the mask of blood that has covered her face, and while she’s already seeing red, hearing Saori’s voice has sent her out of control. She spits a mixture of blood and saliva directly into Saori’s face, and almost immediately… Saori’s smirk vanishes.)
Thadd Blazevich: Oh no, bro! I think Auburn has made a mistake! And she’s in no condition to be able to respond to this right now!
(Saori lets the steel chain crumble down to the ground, as she reaches down into the lining of her boot, seemingly grabbing a hold of something.)
Persephone: What the hell is she taking out?! What kind of fucking wacko has a bundle of bamboo skewers taped to their boot?! OH-
(CRUNCH!)
Rich Russillo: OH MY GOD! SAORI HAMMERS THE SKEWERS DIRECTLY INTO AUBURN’S SKULL!
Thadd Blazevich: AUBURN LETS OUT A SCREAM AS SHE FALLS ONTO HER BACK, HER HANDS HOVERING OVER HER HEAD AS SHE’S TRYING TO PROCESS WHAT JUST HAPPENED, AND LOOK AT SAORI! SAORI IS JUST LAUGHING AT THIS!
Persephone: AND SHE ISN’T DONE EITHER! SHE GRABS A HOLD OF THE SKEWERS AND TWISTS THEM AGAINST HER HEAD, AS BLOOD CONTINUES TO POUR DOWN THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPION! BOTH OF THESE WOMEN ARE TRYING TO MASSACRE EACH OTHER RIGHT NOW, IN ANY SHAPE OR FORM POSSIBLE!
Rich Russillo: BUT AUBURN’S NOT GOING DOWN! SHE SHOOTS HER HANDS UP AND DIGS HER FINGERNAILS DIRECTLY INTO THE OPEN GASH ABOVE SAORI’S EYEBROW! BLOOD POURS DOWN INTO SAORI’S EYES AS SHE’S BLINDED, BEING FORCED TO PULL AWAY!
(Auburn pushes herself up to her feet, her eyes completely crazed. As Saori stumbles away, trying to regain her ground, Auburn, blinded by rage, immediately grabs a hold of the skewers that are lodged into her skull.)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: OUCH! She just yanked them bitches right out of her scalp! I even felt that…
Thadd Blazevich: AUBURN HAS A HOLD OF THE SKEWERS AS SHE APPROACHES SAORI, GRABBING HER BY THE HAIR!
Rich Russillo: AUBURN TAKES THE BLOOD-SOAKED SKEWERS AND REPEATEDLY STARTS TO STAB THEM INTO THE SHOULDER AND NECK OF SAORI AIZEN! SHE’S RETURNING THE FAVOR, AND SAORI IS CONTINUING TO POUR BLOOD AS SHE SCREAMS IN PAIN!
(Saori shrieks as she falls backward, clutching against the side of her neck as she tries to stop the bleeding. The referee tries to run over to check on her, but Auburn grabs him by the collar, yanking him away as she wants to watch Saori bleed out. Her chest heaves as blood cascades down her face, before she slowly begins to reach downward…)
Thadd Blazevich: She’s picking up that chain, bro! She’s beginning to wrap it around her forearm just like Saori did, and talk about paying back in full! Because if Saori doesn’t come to her senses right now, SHE’S GOING TO BE IN TROUBLE-
(THUD!)
Persephone: OH MY GOODNESS! AUBURN LAUNCHES THROUGH THE AIR AND CONNECTS WITH A FALLING FOREARM RIGHT TO THE FACE OF SAORI WHILE SHE’S GROUNDED!
Rich Russillo: AND AUBURN MOUNTS ON TOP OF HER, AND SHE LIFTS HER ARM UP!
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) FUCK YOU!
(THUD!)
Thadd Blazevich: AUBURN WITH A CHAIN-WRAPPED FOREARM SHOT TO THE FACE! THE BLOOD OF SAORI AIZEN SPLATTERS AS SHE’S BARELY ABLE TO REACT BEFORE AUBURN RESETS!
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) FUCK YOU!
(THUD!)
Persephone: AUBURN CONNECTS AGAIN! She must’ve broken Saori’s nose with that one! DO IT AGAIN! DO IT AGAIN!
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) DIE!
(THUD!)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) DIE!
(THUD!)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! Die… die…
(Auburn Ware finally relents on her attack, with her strikes progressively weakening as she collapses forward out of exhaustion, nearly fainting out of anger right then and there. But even then, the damage was already done. A pool of blood surrounded Saori Aizen, and it was hard to tell if she was even alive or not…)
(… but she was.)
(Saori’s eyes blink open as she looks around, almost as if she doesn’t know where she is, she sputters out blood as she tries to move her body, but it feels as if a weight has been dropped down on her chest.)
(Saori’s blood has covered her, but she specifically nurses her shoulder, which Auburn jammed the most skewers into, she rips it out, trying to stop the bleeding, as she slowly rises up. But by the time she finally begins to recover… Auburn is already waiting for her.)
(CRACK!)
Rich Russillo: SHINY BROKEN PIECES!
Thadd Blazevich: AUBURN WITH THE CHAIN CONNECTS WITH THE DISCUS ELBOW SMASH DIRECTLY TO THE FACE OF SAORI AS SHE’S DROPPED BACK DOWN TO THE GROUND, LANDING BACK FIRST ON THE PILE OF CHAIRS ALREADY SCATTERED INSIDE THE RING!
Persephone: Okayyy… Now we should be going for the pin, right?
Rich Russillo: Not even a thought in Auburn Ware’s mind, Seph. She’s rolled herself out of the ring, and she seems to be heading back toward us.
Persephone: I’m getting out my mace.
(Auburn shoves past Persephone as she makes her way over to the timekeeper’s area, having her eye on something as she reaches over to uncover it.)
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, that’s a cinder block.
Rich Russillo: Auburn is struggling to even lift that up right now, but the rage is pushing her through! She manages to muscle it up as she stumbles back toward the ring, sliding it under the bottom rope!
(Auburn is fighting consciousness right now, with her fit of rage managing to nearly do her in out of exhaustion. But regardless, she manages to roll herself underneath, as she drags the heavy cinder block toward the center of the blood-stained canvas, right next to Saori Aizen who continues to lie in a heap on the steel chairs.)
Thadd Blazevich: Auburn grabs a hold of Saori by the hair, and she’s setting her up right in front of the cinder block! She’s grabbing a hold of her, SAORI BETTER WATCH OUT!
Persephone: AUBURN IS GOING FOR FAIRY TALE! SHE’S LOOKING TO SPIKE THIS BITCH DOWN ONTO THE CINDER BLOCK WITH THE PUMPHANDLE DRIVER! SHE LIFTS HER UP!
(…)
Rich Russillo: NO! SAORI FRANTICALLY SHIFTS HER WEIGHT IN MID AIR! She flips over and lands on her feet, Auburn tries to stabilize herself, but Saori quickly comes from behind and grabs her by the back of her head-
(CRACK!)
Thadd Blazevich: AS SHE SLAMS HER FACE DIRECTLY INTO THE CINDER BLOCK! AUBURN’S JAW SMACKS AGAINST THE EDGE AS SHE FALLS LIMP ON TOP OF IT! HER JAW MIGHT BE COMPLETELY SHATTERED, DUDE! SHE’S OUT OF IT!
Persephone: BUT SAORI ISN’T DONE! SHE’S TRYING TO KILL THIS BITCH!
(Saori grabs a hold of Auburn by both of her wrists, dragging her limp body up as she leans her back against the cinder block, managing to keep her suspended in a 75° angle. Auburn’s eyes are glazed over, as Saori turns around.)
Rich Russillo: SAORI RUSHES TOWARD THE ROPES AND BACK-
(THUD!)
Thadd Blazevich: RAIMEI HAKKE! THE BICYCLE KNEE CONNECTS AGAINST THE FACE OF AUBURN!
Persephone: AS THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPION’S HEAD BOUNCES OFF OF THE CINDER BLOCK! YEAH, SHE’S DEAD! PIN HER!
(Auburn goes completely limp as she slides off of the cinder block and down to the canvas. The back of her head has been busted open as her blood continues to stain the remainder of white left on the canvas. And Saori revels in it, but she knows she can’t for long, she merely grabs her by the arms and drags her away, before hooking the leg. Going for the first pinfall of this match.)
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!!
TTTTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
(…)
Rich Russillo: NO! AUBURN WARE GETS THE SHOULDER UP! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!
Persephone: This little cockroach is still conscious?! STAY DOWN, BITCH!
(Saori’s eyes widen in disbelief, but her shock dies down as she looks down at Auburn, who might’ve had an involuntary spasm rather than physically force her shoulder up, but regardless is still in this match. She quickly reaches out and grabs a hold of the chain, bringing herself back over to the body of the Champion.)
Thadd Blazevich: SAORI IS TAKING THE CHAIN AND WRAPPING IT AROUND THE THROAT OF AUBURN, AND SHE’S LOOKING TO FOLLOW THAT UP!
Persephone: COFFIN OF THE IRON MOUNTAIN! THE OMOPLATA CROSSFACE IS LOCKED IN WITH A MODIFIED VARIATION AS SAORI PULLS BACK ON THE CHAIN! AUBURN IS COUGHING UP BLOOD AS SHE’S BARELY CONSCIOUS, REACHING OUT AND TRYING TO FIND A WAY OUT OF THIS!
Rich Russillo: BUT SAORI HAS HER DEAD IN THE CENTER OF THE RING, AND AUBURN HAS BEEN TOO WEAKENED TO EVEN DO ANYTHING RIGHT NOW! HER MOVEMENTS ARE IMMEDIATELY BEGINNING TO SLOW DOWN AS SHE BEGINS TO LOSE CONSCIOUSNESS AGAIN! AND WE MIGHT BE SEEING A NEW SPECIALISTS CHAMPION RIGHT NOW AS SAORI CONTINUES TO CRUSH HER WINDPIPE WITH THE CHAIN!
Persephone: PASS OUT, DAMN! LIKE YOU SAID! DIE! DIE! DIE!
(Auburn’s arm drops, and immediately the official rushes in to check on her…)
(…)
(But before he can even check, her fingers start to twitch.)
Thadd Blazevich: BUT AUBURN’S MOVING! HOW THE HELL IS SHE MOVING, BRO?!
Persephone: WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKKKK????????
Rich Russillo: AUBURN IS REACHING OUT, SCRATCHING AND CLAWING THE CANVAS! SHE’S WILLING HERSELF THROUGH AND YOU CAN EVEN SEE THE LOOK ON SAORI’S FACE, SHE DIDN’T EXPECT THAT WHATSOEVER! SHE EXPECTED TO BE SPECIALISTS CHAMPION BY NOW, BUT AUBURN WARE HAS GAINED A SECOND WIND! HOW THE HELL IS SHE GOING TO GET TO THE ROPES!
Thadd Blazevich: SHE’S NOT GOING FOR THE ROPES, BRO!
(CRACK!)
Persephone: AUBURN GRABS A HOLD OF THE CINDER BLOCK AND SLAMS IT AGAINST THE HEAD OF SAORI! AND IMMEDIATELY SHE’S FORCED TO RELEASE THE HOLD AS SHE COLLAPSES BACKWARD ONTO THE CANVAS IN A LIFELESS HEAP! WHAT A WAY TO GET YOURSELF BACK INTO THIS MATCH!
(Auburn drops the blood stained cinder block to the ground as she rolls away, clutching her bruised and battered throat, as she coughs violently, gasping for air. The crowd is dead silent, in shock of what they’re witnessing right now, as the Champion reaches out and uses the ropes to pull herself up to her feet, clutching her jaw which is severely swollen again. But even though Saori is down and out…)
(She does not go for the pin.)
Persephone: Oh my fucking God, I’m going to kill myself.
Rich Russillo: Auburn Ware isn’t satisfied, and knowing her, she’s not going to be satisfied until Saori is dead! She rolls herself back out of the ring and she seems to be going under again, what else could be under there?! What more could you possibly do?!
(Auburn finds what she’s looking for, as out under the ring is a small burlap sack. She slides back inside, holding it in her hands.)
Thadd Blazevich: I don’t think those are thumbtacks, bro…
(Auburn unties the knot at the top, before turning the bag upside down right in the center of the ring.)
Rich Russillo: THOSE ARE ROOFING NAILS! AUBURN JUST DUMPED HUNDREDS OF RUSTED ROOFING NAILS ONTO THE CANVAS!
Persephone: You know what? Tetanus. I’ll take it.
Rich Russillo: AUBURN IS LIFTING HER UP ONTO HER SHOULDERS! SHE’S TRYING FOR MALIBU RISING AGAIN, ROLLING FIREMAN’S CARRY RIGHT ONTO THE RUSTED NAILS MAKING SURE TO AIM SQUARELY FOR SAORI’S SPINE!
Thadd Blazevich: NO! SAORI REALIZES WHAT’S COMING AND IMMEDIATELY GAUGES THE EYES OF AUBURN! SHE COMES ALIVE AS SHE MANAGES TO SLIP OUT, BEFORE DRIVING A KNEE DIRECTLY INTO THE ABDOMEN TO FORCE AUBURN DOWN TO THE GROUND!
(Auburn falls down to one knee as Saori stumbles off of her shoulders, glancing down at the nails, and immediately making a motion for them.)
Persephone: YES! FEED THEM TO HER!
Rich Russillo: SAORI JUST TOOK A HANDFUL OF THE ROOFING NAILS AND FORCED THEM DIRECTLY DOWN HER MOUTH!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT AUBURN IS CLAMPING HER MOUTH SHUT, SHE’S NOT LETTING HER! BOTH OF THEM ARE HAVING A STRUGGLE RIGHT NOW AS SAORI’S IS TRYING TO MAKE HER CHOKE ON THE NAILS!
(Saori continues to knee her repeatedly, trying to lower Auburn’s guard so she can force the nails down her mouth, but Auburn continues to resist, Saori finally manages to give an inch, but before long…)
Saori Aizen: (Off-Mic) AHHH!
Persephone: AUBURN IS BITING DOWN ON HER FINGERS! SAORI GIVES A GUTTERAL YELL AS HER GRIP LOOSENS JUST ENOUGH!
Rich Russillo: AUBURN TWISTS HER WRIST, FORCING SAORI’S OWN HAND BACK BEFORE SHE SNATCHES THE NAILS HERSELF! OH MY GOD!
(…)
Thadd Blazevich: AUBURN FORCES THE RUSTED NAILS DIRECTLY INTO SAORI AIZEN’S MOUTH!
(Saori drops down to her hands and knees, gagging as her eyes widen with sheer terror. Blood and saliva begin to pour from her lips as the nails are visibly caught in her teeth.)
(But Auburn Ware could not give less of a shit.)
(# CRACK!)
Persephone: RUNNING KNEE STRIKE DIRECTLY TO THE JAW!
Rich Russillo: AND IT FORCES SAORI’S JAW SHUT! SHE COLLAPSES BACKWARD, AND NOW SHE’S SPITTING OUT BLOOD AND NAILS ON THE CANVAS! AND NOW AUBURN SEEMS SATISFIED!
Thadd Blazevich: BECAUSE SHE’S LUNGING FORWARD AND GOING FOR THE PIN!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
(…)
Persephone: SHE KICKED OUT! SHE FUCKING KICKED OUT! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
(Auburn sits up, and she looks down at her blood-soaked hands which are trembling due to everything that she has been forced to do in this match. She stares at the referee in disbelief, her breathing ragged, as she runs her hands through her hair.)
Auburn Ware: (Off-Mic) FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Letting out a frustrated scream of pure anger and rage.)
Rich Russillo: Auburn Ware looks absolutely on edge right now, if she hasn’t gone insane yet, we’re certainly getting there. She rolls under the bottom rope and out of the ring, and again, I can’t seem to fathom what else is under that ring right now.
Thadd Blazevich: I’ll tell you what it is, bro! She’s pulling out a toolbox! She brings it onto the apron and she opens it up, trying to see what is inside!
Persephone: Do I even need to be surprised that there’s a switchblade in a toolbox?
Rich Russillo: Don’t focus on the logistics! Auburn is rolling into the ring right now and she’s wielding that thing like a murder weapon, and that very well might be what she uses it for as she grabs a hold of the blood-soaked hair of Saori Aizen and begins to drag her up!
Thadd Blazevich: AND SHE TAKES THE SWITCHBLADE AND SWINGS IT DIRECTLY AT HER!
(THUD!)
Persephone: BUT SAORI MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY AS AUBURN SENDS THAT SWITCHBLADE DIRECTLY INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! IT’S LODGED IN THE PADDING AS SHE TRIES TO YANK IT OUT! BUT AUBURN STUMBLES BACK AS SHE TURNS HERSELF AROUND!
Rich Russillo: BUT SAORI JUMPS UP INTO THE AIR!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, DID SHE JUST TRY THE CTE?!
(Auburn manages to shove away before Saori can connect with the cutter, and Saori immediately slides down to a knee, a sinister smirk on her face as she knows she just tried to do. For a brief, small moment, Auburn Ware is frozen, petrified even, as she stares wide-eyed at Saori.)
(But rage immediately washes over.)
Persephone: AUBURN CHARGES RIGHT AT THAT BITCH!
Rich Russillo: BUT SAORI JUST GRABBED HER AROUND THE WAIST AND RAN HER FORWARD, SLAMMING HER RIGHT AGAINST THE CORNER AS THE BLUNT EDGE OF THE SWITCHBLADE SLAMS AGAINST THE BACK OF AUBURN’S HEAD!
Thadd Blazevich: AUBURN IS DAZED BY THAT AS SHE TRIES TO SCRAMBLE AWAY, BUT-
(# SLASH!)
Persephone: SAORI RIPS THE SWITCHBLADE OUT OF THE TURNBUCKLE AND SLASHES IT ACROSS THE BACK OF AUBURN WARE!
(Auburn shrieks in pain as she falls down to the ground, clutching her back as blood continues to pour out even more. She’s in so much pain, that she’s close to almost passing out on the spot, but ironically it’s that shock that keeps her conscious. Saori doesn’t care though, as she lingers on Auburn rolling toward the center of the ring…)
(Before she falls against the corner, clutching the ropes as she waits for her prey, in a position very familiar to the one man that has lingered over both of their heads since his arrival to this company.)
Rich Russillo: SAORI RUSHES FORWARD!
Thadd Blazevich: SHE’S GOING FOR IN ABSENTIA! DAMON LAZARUS’ PUNT KICK!
(…)
Persephone: BUT AUBURN FINDS IT WITHIN HER TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY! SHE AVOIDS IT JUST IN TIME AS SHE GRABS A HOLD OF SAORI! LIFTING HER OFF THE GROUND!
Rich Russillo: OH MY GOD!
(CRUNCH!)
Thadd Blazevich: # FAIRY TALE ONTO THE RUSTED NAILS!
Persephone: THE ROOFING NAILS STAB DIRECTLY INTO THE BACK OF SAORI AIZEN AS THE PUMPHANDLE DRIVER CONNECTS, AND SHE DOESN’T EVEN REACT TO IT! THAT BITCH IS COMPLETELY OUT OF IT AT THIS POINT!
Rich Russillo: AUBURN FALLS BACKWARD AND COLLAPSES DIRECTLY ON TOP OF SAORI AIZEN, DROPPING HER ENTIRE BODY WEIGHT AS SHE HOOKS THE LEG AS TIGHTLY AS SHE CAN! ALMOST AS IF SHE’S PRAYING THIS IS IT!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(…)
(…)
(…)
Persephone: DING! DING! DING!
Thadd Blazevich: NO FUCKING WAY!
Rich Russillo: # SAORI AIZEN KICKS OUT!
(The crowd gasps as Auburn sits up, with an expression that almost looks as if she’s spiraling, unable to believe what is happening right now. She looks at the referee, who is holding up two fingers, and her eyes flutter.)
(But in the back of Auburn’s mind, where the last bit of innocence is shelved within her…)
(A part of her does want to make sure this bitch is dead.)
Thadd Blazevich: Auburn is grabbing a hold of Saori into a front facelock, and immediately she begins to drag her toward the corner, what in the world is she going for here?!
Persephone: I’ll tell you what she’s going for here, the coup de grace! The nail in the coffin, the thing that’ll kill this woman once and for all! She’s climbing up the turnbuckles still having a hold of Saori, and she hasn’t moved at all!
Rich Russillo: AUBURN LIFTS HER UP INTO A SUPLEX POSITION, AND SHE’S GOING FOR IT! SHE’S GOING FOR HER ULTRA FINISHER!
Thadd Blazevich: # A GOOD GIRL’S GUIDE TO MURDER!
(…)
(…)
(…)
(Suddenly, time stops.)
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FAOii4I5cis)
(The crowd erupts into an uproar, Auburn’s eyes bat toward the stage, and her body almost goes entirely numb, releasing Saori as she crumbles off of the top rope and down to the canvas.)
Persephone: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS OLD BITCH DOING HERE?! WHY THE FUCK DO WE CARE?!
(‘Until It Sleeps’ is blaring through the speakers at full volume, and Auburn has her gaze completely focused on the stage, as if she’s waiting for something… waiting for someone. Someone she thought had abandoned her, and someone who, against her own good will… she would stop an entire match for.)
(The look on her face told it all, she yearned for him, in every sense of the word, and what happened last week on Voltage was one of the worst weeks of her life when he didn’t reciprocate it back. Everything had led up to this point, Saori had done everything to torture her with the idea of a loveless romance, and Auburn had forced herself to believe it, but maybe… just maybe… that would change.)
(Except it didn’t.)
(Nobody came out.)
(Auburn continued to keep her stare on the stage, almost confused about what was happening at the moment. Why was this happening…)
(But almost at that moment, did realization rise on her face… but for the wrong reason.)
(…)
(Saori Aizen comes from behind, using the last bit of energy that she has to roll Auburn Ware up into a school girl pin, grabbing the tights while she does.)
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(…)
(…)
(…)
(It was over.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Let Me Hear’ begins to play up once more as the crowd is stunned into silence about what just happened. Saori Aizen doesn’t even react to what she’s just done as she collapses down to the floor, her entire body giving out on her when it is finally all said and done. Auburn collapses as well, but manages to land on her side, as the camera gets a clear shot of her expression.)
(Her eyes widened, stunned into silence.)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…
Bella Braxton: AND NEWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SPECIALISTS CHAMPION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SAORI AIZENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(The referee stumbles over all of the hazards inside of the ring and holds out the title, to which Saori, who has finally managed to bring herself up, glances at. She has a wicked smile on her face, grinning ear-to-ear almost as if the realization has set in, as she snatches a hold of it, bringing it into her hands as she raises it into the air, as if her energy has been rejuvenated.)
(Meanwhile, Auburn is slowly rising back up herself, she’s not even angry… she’s heartbroken. In her mind is whirling a hundred things, was that intentional? Did that stupid, gutless man that Auburn loved so dear do that to test her… or was that to help the one he truly loved instead?)
(It didn’t matter, the pain had overtaken her. She nearly collapses against the ropes, trying to keep herself up, but her breathing is heavy, her entire body trembles, almost as if she doesn’t know how to process it.)
(But seemingly a theme throughout their entire time together… *Saori Aizen just could not find a way to give a fuck.)
(BAM!)
Rich Russillo: AUBURN WARE JUST GOT DROPPED TO THE MAT!
Thadd Blazevich: AND IT’S BY SAORI AIZEN AS SHE TAKES HER NEWLY WON TITLE AND SMASHES IT AGAINST THE BACK OF HER HEAD!
(Saori drops Auburn down to the ground, and she collapses without a fight. The Champion takes a look at her title, blood smeared over it courtesy of the former holder, as she watches it gleam back in her reflection. She then takes it and brings herself toward the center of the ring, raising it high into the air, as the crowd finally gives a reaction, booing loudly at this.)
(The last shot seen is Saori Aizen standing tall, with Auburn being checked on by multiple officials next to her, as Fighting Spirit begins to fade completely to black.)
(…)
(Nope.)
(# BLAM!)
Persephone: WHAT ARE WE DOING NOW?! WHAT NOW?!
Rich Russillo: SAORI AIZEN JUST GOT TAKEN OUT!
Thadd Blazevich: AND IT WASN’T BY AUBURN WARE, BRO!
(Saori lands front first on the pile of chairs at the center of the ring, a figure standing above her. As the camera begins to pan up…)
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Rich Russillo: WHAT THE HELL IS CARMEN SANCHEZ DOING HERE?!
Thadd Blazevich: I’LL TELL YOU WHAT SHE’S DOING HERE, BRO! STAKING HER CLAIM! SHE RUSHES FORWARD!
(# THUD!)
Persephone: DOUBLE HEADSTOMP ONTO THE CHAIRS! SAORI IS OUT COLD AS TOSTONES CONNECTS!
(Carmen stumbles forward, looking over at her handiwork and eyeing the unconscious body of Saori Aizen. She smirks as she makes her way over to her.)
Carmen Sanchez: (Off-Mic) I said I wanted the next shot…
(Carmen glances down at the Specialists Title before looking back at Saori.)
Carmen Sanchez: (Off-Mic) … So I’m taking it.
(Officials quickly flood in and break up Carmen from Saori, as they stop her before she can do anymore damage to an already injured Champion. The last shot seen is Carmen Sanchez smirking as she twirls her hair, continuing to stare down at Saori Aizen’s unconscious body as Fighting Spirit begins to fade to black from there.)
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(The camera returned to ringside, where Bella Braxton could be seen ready to make the final announcements of the night.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen…. The following contest is a TRIPLE THREAT MATCH… Scheduled for ONE FALL!!!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!!!
Bella Braxton: AND IT IS FOR THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!!!!!!!
(‘All of the Lights (Interlude)’ by Kanye West began to play, which immediately caused the stadium to flood with boos. The boos rained down on Jon Kelton as he approached the stage, but he couldn’t be bothered to care. His priority was the EAW World Championship, and knowing that Bronson Daniels was now involved to ruin this for him, he knew he needed to remain focused. That in mind, he walked down the ramp and towards the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first!… From Toronto, Ontario, Canada… Weighing in at 205 pounds… JOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN KKEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Jon Kelton has been waiting for an opportunity like this all season long, but now that he’s got it, he now has to deal with a triple threat alongside the same man who entered the Grand Rampage match and used that opportunity strictly to take him out! He’s clearly not happy, but he has to focus.
Thadd Blazevich: He sure does as long as he wants that title! Dude has been waiting years for this, and I don’t think he can afford to let a personal grudge get in his way now. Still, it’s some serious beef there. Who knows what’ll happen?
Persephone: In a perfect world, what’d happen is someone dying.
(‘Run Into Flowers’ by M83 was the next song to play, and this received a loud response from the crowd. One filled with positivity, as the cheers only grew louder once Bronson Daniels began walking out. Bronson was beyond focused. He stared at Jon Kelton, and was forced to do everything he could to keep his composure as he walked down the ramp, knowing that deep down, he wanted to get his hands on Kelton as soon as he possibly could.)
Bella Braxton: Next on his way to the ring… From Cocoa Beach, Florida… Weighing in at 190 pounds… BRROOOOOOONNNNSSOOONNNNNNN DDDDDAAAAAAANNNNNIIIEEEELLLSSSSSS!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Bronson Daniels in his own words called this match a gift, and I find that interesting. He knows that a match like this was far from guaranteed. He knows that this is pretty much his only chance to not just become World Champion this season, but main event this year’s Pain for Pride. He knows that after what happened to him this season, there was a chance he wasn’t even back in time for this.
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, and now is Bronson’s chance to finally make the most of this shot and become a three-time World Champ! However… We already mentioned it, and I might as well bring it back up now. It’s gonna be rough knowing that the man who injured him is right there.
Persephone: Yeah, but like… Two birds, one stone. Bronson can kill Kelton and I guess win the World title at the same time. What’s so hard about that?
(‘Pride and Arrogance’ by Takeru Kanazaki was the final song to hit, and this would only cause the loud boos to return, if not grow even louder. Drake Armstrong strolled out to the stage with his EAW World Championship, and he took his time knowing that every second Bronson and Kelton remained in each other’s presence took strength for them to avoid fighting. The Champion had a smirk on his face as he began walking to the ring, seemingly not allowing neither the circumstances of this match nor last week’s events to get to him, or at least not showing it.)
Bella Braxton: And finally… From Scarsdale, New York… Weighing in at 235 pounds… HE IS THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION, DRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKEEEE AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMSSSSSSSTTTTRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNGGGGG!!!!!
Rich Russillo: This is what’ll make that approach difficult, Persephone. The Champion and the third factor in this match is Drake Armstrong, who just so happens to have proven to be as manipulative and strategic as possible. I doubt he entered this match without a plan, especially after last week.
Thadd Blazevich: And I think the plan is right in front of us, dude. Drake Armstrong obviously wants the ex-bros to destroy each other and do the work for him, but will that really work? It didn’t last week.
Persephone: I guess we’ll have to see. I mean, you never know. After Kelton stood tall, I wouldn’t be surprised if Bronson considered Drake’s offer by now.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Rich Russillo: ”MICKEY I KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF”!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: JON KELTON WAS JUST TAKEN OUT RIGHT OUT THE GATE!!!!
(The fans went wild for the explosive start to this match, in full support of Bronson getting his revenge against Jon Kelton, especially following the ending of the previous Sunday Night Voltage. It didn’t take long for Bronson Daniels to return to his feet, and he stared at Jon Kelton with the same disgusted look he had already grown used to sporting when in the face of his former Elysium teammate.)
(However, Bronson’s vengeance was short-lived, as the EAW World Champion, who hadn’t expected things to unfold like this, did not hesitate to make use of this opportunity.)
Rich Russillo: DRAKE ARMSTRONG RUNS IN, THROWING BRONSON OUT OF THE RING AFTER KELTON WAS HIT WITH THE FINISHING MOVE!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT BRONSON WAS PREPARED FOR THAT, AND HE TURNS IT AROUND BEFORE THROWING ARMSTRONG THROUGH THE ROPES! BRO, I THINK DRAKE MIGHT’VE MADE A MISTAKE! HE HAS ALREADY SHOWN HIS HAND, AND THAT COMPLETELY BACKFIRED! Looks like stealing the win isn’t gonna work tonight, bro!
Persephone: I guess that whole idea to pit Bronson and Kelton against each other went out the window once Kelton was taken out in record time. I’m confused though. Why isn’t Bronson going for the cover?
Rich Russillo: Because Drake is getting back up, AND BRONSON ISN’T LOOKING TO LET DRAKE GET ANY OPPORTUNITY TO SNEAK BACK INTO THIS! BRONSON RUNS THE ROPES, BEFORE WIPING OUT THE CHAMPION WITH A SOMERSAULT PLANCHA!!! BRONSON DANIELS IS BACK AND WITH A VENGEANCE, AS HE TAKES CONTROL OF THIS TRIPLE THREAT EARLY ON!
Thadd Blazevich: Drake Armstrong slowly rolls back to a knee and starts to stumble, and I think bro’s realizing things didn’t go according to plan. Bronson wasn’t as blinded by his hatred for Kelton as he wanted, and thanks to that Drake’s attempt to give us a historically short main event backfired!
Persephone: Bronson grabs Drake before he can get back up, AND HE LIFTS HIM UP, BEFORE RUNNING IN AND THROWING ARMSTRONG INTO THE CORNER OF THE BARRICADE WITH A POWERBOMB!!! ARMSTRONG’S THE BIGGER MAN BY A PRETTY WIDE GAP, BUT I GUESS ADRENALINE WORKS WONDERS AT A TIME LIKE THIS!
Rich Russillo: Drake screams in pain as Bronson quickly drags him back up, AND WAIT! WHAT IS BRONSON DOING!? HE TAKES DRAKE, AND I THINK HE’S ABOUT TO SEND DRAKE INTO THE STEEL STEPS!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DRAKE HAS JUST ENOUGH WHEREWITHAL TO TURN IT AROUND, SENDING BRONSON BACK INTO THE RING! Drakey looks a lil’ taken aback by the hot start to this! Bro is holding his back while shaking his head-
Rich Russillo: AND UNFORTUNATELY FOR HIM, THE ONSLAUGHT ISN’T OVER YET! BRONSON GOT BACK TO HIS FEET IMMEDIATELY, AND HE TAKES THE CHAMPION OUT WITH A DROPKICK THROUGH THE ROPES! BRONSON IS ON A ROLL RIGHT NOW AND IT DOESN’T LOOK LIKE IT’S GONNA STOP, AS HE SLIDES RIGHT BACK INTO THE RING AND WAITS FOR KELTON TO GET UP!
Thadd Blazevich: I think Bronson knows it’s too late for him to try and go for a cover right now, but bro’s also gotta know that Kelton’s head is definitely killing him after that elbow! Very few manage to survive that, and from the looks of it, he may be using that to his advantage!
Persephone: Kelton is starting to stir, finding his way to his knees facing away from Bronson. The idiot probably doesn’t even know where he is right now after getting his head caved in with that first elbow.
Rich Russillo: You’re right, and thanks to that he is right where Bronson wants him!
(Bronson looked out towards the crowd momentarily as Jon Kelton slowly kneeled back up, and the fans cheered even louder than before, knowing that this time around, Drake Armstrong was not around to attempt to steal the pinfall from Bronson. This time, there was standing in Bronson’s way of both revenge, and a third World Championship.)
Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON BURSTS OUT OF THE CORNER, CHARGING AT KELTON FOR THE FINISHING BLOW!
Persephone: MICKEY I KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF!!!
Rich Russillo: DOESN’T CONNECT THIS TIME!!!
Thadd Blazevich: KELTON FINALLY GAINED THE WHEREWITHAL NEEDED TO MOVE WILLINGLY, AND BRO USED IT AT THE BEST TIME HE COULD’VE! KELTON DUCKED WHAT WOULDA BEEN AN ELBOW TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD THIS TIME, AND BRONSON GOES CRASHING SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE! Bronson stumbles backwards out of the corner while holding that left shoulder-
Persephone: BUT BEFORE BRONSON COULD EVEN THINK, KELTON GRABS HIM FROM BEHIND BEFORE THROWING BRONSON ONTO HIS NECK WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!
Rich Russillo: Bronson rolls over and grabs onto his neck, and between that and his shoulder Bronson definitely seems to be in a bit of pain right now. Kelton isn’t too quick to recover, though. He’s still feeling the effects of that initial elbow-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT THANKFULLY FOR HIM, HE’S NOT THE ONLY ONE WITH A PROBLEM WITH BRONSON! DRAKE ARMSTRONG JUST DRAGGED BRONSON OUT OF THE RING BY THE LEG, AND-
(CRASH!)
Thadd Blazevich: AND HE JUST SENT BRONSON CRASHING SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS!!!!
(Nothing but boos were heard from the crowd as Bronson was left laid out on the ringside floor, holding his shoulder in pain. Drake turned and glared at Kelton, and rather than showing his opponent any malicious intent towards him, the Champion in a gamble gestured towards Bronson Daniels.)
(Kelton knew exactly what Drake was offering, and to an extent, he felt insulted knowing Drake was offering a temporary alliance to him after Drake had already talked down to him, and suggested an alliance with Bronson Daniels. However… He also considered the circumstances of this match, which were altered in a way Kelton didn’t like specifically thanks to Daniels himself.)
(With that in mind, he chose to entertain Drake’s plan.)
Rich Russillo: Uh oh. It looks like the Champion has come up with an idea, and it seems that it may end up being the exact opposite of what he was trying just last week. Jon Kelton has rolled out of the ring as Drake Armstrong lifts Bronson Daniels up, and yeah… I think it’s pretty clear what he’s getting at.
Thadd Blazevich: Drake is offering Bronson up to Kelton on a silver platter as the former National Elite Champ approaches, AND KELTON DOESN’T EVEN HESITATE TO TAKE OUT HIS ENEMY, KICKING BRONSON IN THE JAW WITH THE GALICK GUN!!! BRONSON WAS ALREADY IN BAD SHAPE, BUT BRO’S LIGHTS HAVE TO BE OUT AFTER THAT ONE!
Rich Russillo: AND IF THAT WASN’T ENOUGH, DRAKE THROWS BRONSON RIGHT INTO THE OPPOSITE SET OF STEEL STEPS!!!!
(Drake told Kelton to hold Bronson in place, and despite Kelton’s own personal issues with the Champion and his desire to take the title for himself, he was willing to go along with this. He placed a knee down on Bronson’s back, holding him down as Drake lifted up the top pair of steps, before raising it over Bronson’s left arm.)
(THUD!)
(Before long Bronson’s screams could be heard filling the Aviva Stadium, as the steps were slammed onto his shoulder.)
Rich Russillo: OH NO!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE ARMSTRONG JUST SLAMMED THE STEPS ONTO BRONSON’S SHOULDER! COME ON, BRO! BRONSON JUST GOT BACK FROM INJURY! DON’T PUT HIM ON THE SHELF AGAIN!
Persephone: Actually, please do. That’d be nice.
Rich Russillo: Drake drags Bronson Daniels up after this- AND HE SCOOPS BRONSON UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BEFORE GIVING BRONSON A TASTE OF HIS OWN MEDICINE, ONLY DRAKE JUST POWERBOMBED BRONSON ONTO THE BARRICADE!!!!!
Persephone: Bronson is down on the floor, and he’s pretty lifeless. You think he was paralyzed by that powerbomb? That’d be nice.
Rich Russillo: I sure hope not. Kelton drags Bronson back up as Drake walks towards our table, before clearing off the entire thing! I can only imagine what else these two might have in mind as Drake takes Bronson from Kelton.
Thadd Blazevich: Drake slams Bronson’s face onto the table, and bro just crumbles down to his knees. This is rough, bro.
(Drake gave a smirk towards Jon Kelton, believing that he was giving Kelton what he wanted by helping with the removal of Bronson Daniels. Kelton didn’t return the smile, as to him cooperating with the Champion was just a means to an end. Once Bronson was out of the picture, Kelton would finally have the match he has waited so long for.)
Persephone: Drake doesn’t allow Bronson any time to recover, dragging him back up-
Rich Russillo: ONLY TO GET PUNCHED IN THE JAW BY BRONSON!
Thadd Blazevich: Drake felt that one, bro! Bronson doesn’t have a whole lot of strength right now, but bro has a history of MMA. The guy knows how to throw a punch, AND HE THROWS ANOTHER ONE AT DRAKE-
Rich Russillo: BUT DRAKE CATCHES THE ARM, BEFORE TURNING BRONSON TOWARDS KELTON!
Thadd Blazevich: FOR ANOTHER GALICK GUN!
Persephone: HAHAHAHA, THAT DIDN’T GO TO PLAN, DID IT!?
Rich Russillo: BRONSON WAS ABLE TO DUCK UNDER THE GALICK GUN, CAUSING KELTON TO INSTEAD KICK DRAKE ARMSTRONG AND LAY OUT THE CHAMPION!
Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON GRABS KELTON, AND HE SLAMS HIS HEAD ONTO THE TABLE! AND AGAIN! AND AGAIN!
(THUD!)
(THUD!)
(THUD!)
(THUD!)
(THUD!)
(THUD!)
Rich Russillo: BRONSON IS FIGHTING WITH EVERYTHING HE HAS, REPEATEDLY SLAMMING KELTON’S FACE INTO OUR TABLE UNTIL THERE’S FINALLY NOTHING LEFT! BRONSON THEN LIFTS KELTON UP ONTO THE TABLE, AND IT SEEMS HE HAS SOMETHING IN MIND!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson turns and glares at Drake Armstrong for a moment, before turning and heading up to the top rope. Bronson is moving very slow, but I don’t blame the guy for being lethargic. He’s been going through it for the last few minutes, plus he has a bad shoulder right now.
Persephone: Bronson’s about to do something stupid, isn’t he?
Rich Russillo: It’s definitely risky, but I don’t blame him at this point. He sees now the game that’s being played, as Drake Armstrong adapted to the circumstances by teaming up with Jon Kelton against him. The only way he’ll get a fair shot is by eliminating one of them and making this an even one on one!
Thadd Blazevich: Or at least… As even as it can get in the condition Bronson is in.
(It seemed that the match had once again turned around. Bronson managed to pull himself up onto the top rope, and once there he stood up on the top turnbuckle, staring at Jon Kelton as the crowd reaction rose. He took a deep breath, knowing that this was his chance to get rid of Jon Kelton. He could still feel the damage his shoulder took, and he was in pain just standing on the top turnbuckle. Still, he chose to grit through the pain, knowing the perfect opportunity was right in front of him.)
Rich Russillo: BRONSON DIVES OFF OF THE TOP ROPE, FLYING AT JON KELTON WITH A FROG SPLASH THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!
( # CRASH!!!!! )
(Immediately, the table was destroyed. The three commentators were able to get out of the way just in time to avoid being caught in the crossfire, but the sight directly below them was one that surprised them…)
Rich Russillo: KELTON GOT OUT OF THE WAY!!!!
(As the one who went through the table was none other than Bronson himself.)
(Kelton managed to roll off of the table just before Bronson crashed into it, allowing him to watch as Bronson dove directly through the table. Kelton couldn’t believe his eyes knowing that it could’ve been him lying in the wreckage left from the crash, but now, he had exactly what he wanted. He had the chance to finally get his one on one World Championship match…)
(And with this in mind, he made the obvious decision. He turned on Drake Armstrong with a stomp to the head, before sending him back into the ring to finish him off.)
Persephone: Well, so much for that truce.
Rich Russillo: Jon Kelton may be the luckiest man alive right now. He was nearly destroyed by Bronson, but instead he has the opportunity of a lifetime. Drake is still reeling from that superkick, and now Kelton slides into the ring. Kelton now runs the ropes as Drake finds his way back up, AND KELTON IS READY TO END THIS ONE!
Thadd Blazevich: HE FLIES AT DRAKE FOR THE FINAL ATONEMENT!!!
Persephone: BUT HE INSTEAD EATS A BOOT TO THE HEAD!!!!
Rich Russillo: DRAKE COUNTERED THE SPEAR WITH A BIG BOOT!! KELTON IS DROPPED TO A KNEE, AND IN HIS DAZED STATE DRAKE IS IMMEDIATELY ABLE TO GRAB HIM, BEFORE LIFTING KELTON AND PLANTING HIM WITH NATURAL TALENT!! DRAKE COULDN’T MAINTAIN THE BRIDGE AFTER THE DAMAGE HE’S TAKEN, BUT THAT SUPLEX STILL HIT HARD!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE WASTES NO TIME TURNING KELTON OVER FOR THE COVER, KNOWING THAT BRONSON IS NOWHERE TO BE SEEN!!!!!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE-
Persephone: BUT SOMEHOW, KELTON WAS ACTUALLY ABLE TO GET THE SHOULDER UP!!!!
(Drake Armstrong leaned back up following the kickout, and for a moment, he was annoyed. Kelton capitalized on his own mistake by turning on Drake before Drake could turn on him, and despite Kelton’s attempt to defeat Drake backfiring, Kelton remained in the match. Drake wasn’t pleased, but that changed as he looked outside of the ring and saw that Bronson Daniels had yet to move. Despite it playing out in a way Drake hadn’t anticipated, he had gotten the perfect scenario. Bronson Daniels was out of the picture, and Jon Kelton’s fate rested right in the palm of his hand. A sinister grin slowly creeped up on Drake Armstrong, as he grabbed Kelton by the head, lifting Kelton’s head towards his own to make sure he heard what the Champion had to say.)
Drake Armstrong: (off-mic) Well played, for subhuman filth. Rare as it may be, you actually served your role well. However…
(Drake brought Kelton’s face closer, as an even more sinister, colder look appeared on the Champion’s face.)
Drake Armstrong: (off-mic) A fly like yourself could never steal Your Immaculacy’s throne. Learn your place.
(With these final words, Drake Armstrong dragged Jon Kelton back up, prepared to bring this match to its end.)
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE ARMSTRONG’S HOISTING KELTON UP!
Rich Russillo: FOR THE DEATH PENALTY!!!!!
Persephone: BUT KELTON PULLS DRAKE DOWN INTO AN INSIDE CRADLE!!!!!!!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TTTTTTTTHHHHHHHRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
Rich Russillo: ARMSTRONG’S OUT, BUT HE LOOKS LIKE HIS HEART JUST DROPPED OUT OF HIS CHEST! HIS EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP WAS NEARLY STOLEN FROM THE SAME MAN HE JUST CALLED A FLY!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE ARMSTRONG RUSHES BACK TO HIS FEET-
Persephone: BUT KELTON WAS QUICKER TO STRIKE THANKS TO ARMSTRONG’S SHOCK, AND HE KICKS DRAKE IN THE GUT BEFORE PULLING HIM IN! KELTON SETS DRAKE UP FOR CHANGE THE FUTURE!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT DRAKE IS WISE ENOUGH TO RUN DIRECTLY FORWARD, SENDING KELTON BACK FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES AS A RESULT! Drake is freed from Kelton’s grasp, and he wastes no time making use of this as he lifts Kelton’s right leg onto the middle rope, BEFORE DELIVERING A VICIOUS BOOT TO THE THIGH! Drake was definitely caught off guard by Kelton there, but it seems he’s managed to get things back under control.
Thadd Blazevich: Drake Armstrong drags Kelton out of the corner before kneeing him in the ribs, and now he starts setting Kelton up… TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THAT DAMAGE TO THE LEG WITH “BY THE BOOTSTRAPS”!!!!
Rich Russillo: HE DOESN’T GET IT THOUGH, BECAUSE KELTON IMMEDIATELY BEGINS DROPPING ELBOWS DOWN ONTO THE TOP OF DRAKE’S HEAD BEFORE DRAKE COULD EVEN LIFT HIM UP! Kelton is still hurting from Natural Talent, but he’s doing everything he can to give Drake a hard time before he could do any more big damage!
Thadd Blazevich: KELTON CONTINUES WITH THE ELBOWS UNTIL DRAKE ENDS UP ON THE DEFENSIVE- AND NOW BRO SCOOPS DRAKE ONTO HIS SHOULDERS, APPLYING THE FIREMAN’S CARRY BEFORE GOING FOR THE F-10!!!!
Persephone: But Kelton is so useless he couldn’t even do that right! Drake lands an elbow to the side of Kelton’s head before landing on his feet behind him, AND NOW DRAKE GOES FOR A CHOP BLOCK TO THE BACK OF THE LEG!
Rich Russillo: BUT KELTON GETS OUT OF THE WAY! DRAKE GOES TO STAND- BUT KELTON GRABS DRAKE FROM BEHIND BEFORE PLANTING HIM WITH THE ROLLING CUTTER! KELTON GETS THE UPPER HAND AND IMMEDIATELY BACKPEDALS INTO THE CORNER, SLAPPING THE LEG TO TRY AND SHAKE OFF THAT PAIN!
Thadd Blazevich: Drake Armstrong pushes himself up to a knee while holding his jaw, and bro looks like he doesn’t know where he is! He stumbles back to his feet, and turns around-
Rich Russillo: RIGHT INTO “THE DEVIL MADE ME DO IT”!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE ARMSTRONG GOES DOWN, AND I CAN SEE WHY KELTON NEEDED THAT LEG TO WORK, BRO!! KELTON QUICKLY CLIMBS ONTO DRAKE AND HOOKS THE LEG, WE’RE GONNA HAVE A NEW CHAMP BROS!!!!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: OH COME ON! Drake Armstrong was actually able to get the shoulder up, which means my misery continues.
Rich Russillo: If it helps, you’re not the only one that’s not happy about it. You can see the frustration on Kelton’s face, knowing that he was maybe half a second away from finally becoming a World Champion for the first time in his career.
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, but it doesn’t look like he’s out of ideas just yet! Kelton rolls out to the apron, and he begins climbing up to the top turnbuckle! Kelton is waiting for the Champion to make his way back to his feet, and dude, I think we know exactly what he has on his mind!
Persephone: Drake Armstrong is starting to stir as Kelton gets ready to jump, and… Oh, wait. Look at that.
(Suddenly, the crowd reaction skyrocketed, with the cheers growing louder and louder as Kelton stood himself up on the top rope, ready to finally end Drake Armstrong with “The Law of Equivalent Exchange”.)
Rich Russillo: KELTON MIGHT WANT TO WATCH OUT!!
Thadd Bladevich: HE’S BACK!!!!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON DANIELS JUST JUMPED ONTO THE APRON, BEFORE SPRINGBOARDING OFF THE TOP ROPE AND DROPKICKING KELTON OFF OF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: KELTON MIGHT’VE BEEN ON THE VERGE OF WINNING THIS ONE, BUT BEFORE BRO COULD EVEN GO FOR THE DOUBLE FOOT STOMP, BRONSON JUST WIPED HIM OUT AND SENT HIM TUMBLING TO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR WITH THAT AWESOME DROPKICK!
Persephone: Drake Armstrong is back up and he tries to grab Bronson from behind, BUT BRONSON FLIPS OUT OF HIS GERMAN SUPLEX ATTEMPT! DRAKE GETS BACK UP-
Rich Russillo: ONLY TO GET WIPED OUT WITH A BATMAN PUNCH!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON FOLLOWS THAT UP BY IMMEDIATELY RUNNING UP THE TURNBUCKLES, AND DIVING AT KELTON WITH A GNARLY CROSSBODY TO THE OUTSIDE!!!! THIS DUDE IS DOING ALL THIS WITH A WRECKED SHOULDER, HE’S INSANE!!!
(The crowd was electric for Bronson’s burst of energy, knowing that they finally had an Elitist they could actually root for once more. Bronson was quick to push himself back to his feet following that dive. The impact of the landing only furthered the damage in his shoulder, but he didn’t care. Not when Jon Kelton was right in front of him, and this time, Drake Armstrong was in no position to intervene.)
Persephone: Well, I guess we were bound to reach this point eventually. Drake can’t get in the way this time around, so… Kelton’s pretty much screwed. Hopefully Bronson kills him.
Rich Russillo: Kelton is crawling away, trying to pull himself towards anything he can use to pull himself back to his feet, BUT BRONSON DOESN’T GIVE HIM THE CHANCE! HE GRABS KELTON BY THE HEAD, PULLING HIM UP BEFORE BASHING THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD INTO THE RING POST! BRONSON HOLDS ONTO KELTON’S HEAD, AND HE DOES IT A SECOND TIME!
Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON DRAGS KELTON BACK UP, AND HE BASHES THE BACK OF BRO’S HEAD INTO THE POST! KELTON DROPS TO A KNEE, AND BRONSON JUST STARTS WAILING ON THE DUDE, CONNECTING WITH SOME SERIOUSLY NASTY PUNCHES AS HE’S JUST TRYING TO LEAVE KELTON UNRECOGNIZABLE!!!
Rich Russillo: KELTON IS DEFENSELESS AT THIS POINT AND BRONSON KNOWS IT! HE QUICKLY TAKES KELTON BEFORE HE COULD FALL TO THE FLOOR, AND HE RUNS IN BEFORE SENDING HIM HEAD FIRST INTO THE REMAINING SET OF STEEL STEPS!!!!
(A loud crash was heard as Kelton immediately fell to the floor, covering his forehead in pain as he squirmed around. Bronson breathed heavily after this, having put everything he had into that throw. He watched, feeling nothing but disdain as he looked at the state he was forced to leave his own former brother in. Kelton was trying to pull himself away from Bronson, and as he turned onto his back, it became clear why he was doing so.)
(The collision with the steps had busted Kelton’s head open, leaving blood profusely rushing down his face. The sight caused the crowd reaction to rise, but…)
(Bronson Daniels was not satisfied.)
Persephone: FINALLY we got blood in this one. Kelton’s a bloody mess right now, and it’s starting to look like I might actually get my wish!
Rich Russillo: I’m sure Kelton wishes he finished the job at Road to Redemption right now. Kelton has slowly managed to stumble back to his feet, and he’s trying… He’s trying to backpedal away from Bronson just to catch a breather, BUT I DON’T THINK HE’S GOING TO GET THAT CHANCE!
(THUD!)
Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON JUST HIT BRO WITH THE STEEL STEPS, JUST FLAT OUT USING ‘EM AS A WEAPON! Bronson immediately drops them after that, and I don’t blame the dude for struggling knowing he has a hurt shoulder.
Rich Russillo: Yeah, but it’s looking like it’s more than that. Bronson dropped the steps so that they’re standing up straight against the ring post, and from the looks of it, he has a plan.
(Rich Russillo was right, as once the steps were in position, Bronson slowly grabbed Kelton and got to work. He dragged him to place, lifting him up just enough to leave him leaning against the steel steps, with his face facing the steps. After this… Bronson backpedaled towards the ramp.)
Thadd Blazevich: Dude… What is Bronson doing…?
Persephone: Didn’t I tell you? He’s gonna kill Jon Kelton!
Rich Russillo: :lupe:
Thadd Blazevich: :lupe: It looks like Bronson’s gotten enough distance, and he’s running in… BRO, DON’T DO THIS! DON’T DO IT!!
Rich Russillo: “MICKEY I KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF” INTO THE STEEL STEPS!!!!!!!
(CRACK!)
Thadd Blazevich: :krabs:
Persephone: You gotta be kidding me.
Rich Russillo: IT DIDN’T CONNECT!
Thadd Blazevich: AND IT’S ALL THANKS TO DRAKE ARMSTRONG, WHO JUST INTERCEPTED IT BY BLASTING BRONSON WITH A SHOT TO THE FACE WITH THE ARMSTRONG FAMILY RING!!!!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Drake Armstrong might’ve just saved Kelton’s life, but I’m pretty sure that was more about eliminating a threat than anything else, and making use of the relaxed rules in a triple threat. Drake throws Bronson into the ring before turning towards Kelton, and-
Thadd Blazevich: AND HE JUST STOMPS AT THE BACK OF KELTON’S HEAD, CRUSHING BRO’S HEAD BETWEEN HIS BOOT AND THE STEPS!
Persephone: Drake quickly slides back into the ring after that, and you know what? I was mad that Kelton didn’t die, but look at Bronson. Clearly Drake put some umph behind that shot with the ring.
(It became clear what Persephone was referring to as Bronson slowly rolled towards the ropes, as while he used them to attempt to pull himself up, a gash could be seen just over his eyebrow.)
Rich Russillo: Bronson is sporting some blood as well now, and as Drake Armstrong returns to the ring- HE WASTES NO TIME RUSHING IN AND TARGETING BRONSON’S LEFT ARM, KICKING IT OUT FROM UNDER BRONSON! Bronson drops down after this, AND DRAKE JUST STOMPS DOWN ONTO THE BAD SHOULDER!
Thadd Blazevich: Drake drags Bronson back up before just shaking his head, and dude, just look at the smug grin on his face! Bronson is dragged back up by Drake Armstrong before being lifted up, and dude… WE SAW THIS WITH JAY JERRY JOHNSON! BRONSON HAS A BAD ARM, SO DRAKE’S ABOUT TO GET HIM WITH DRAKENOMICS!!!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON IS ABLE TO SLIP OUT OF DRAKE’S GRASP, THOUGH!!! Bronson immediately collapses to a knee though, and he’s holding onto his shoulder! He saved himself but that was clearly a last ditch effort and Drake knows it- SO HE WASTES NO TIME TURNING AND LIFTING BRONSON UP FOR A POWERBOMB-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT AS SOON AS HE DOES THAT, BRONSON IS ABLE TO TURN HIMSELF OVER INTO AN ELECTRIC CHAIR POSITION, BEFORE FLOORING DRAKE WITH A POISONRANA!!!!!
Persephone: HOW IS BRONSON STILL IN THIS!? He’s basically fighting with one arm!
Rich Russillo: I know! It’s unreal! Drake inadvertently stumbled to his feet after that and fell into the corner, AND BRONSON DOES EVERYTHING HE CAN TO WILL HIMSELF BACK UP, BEFORE RUNNING IN AND USING HIS GOOD ARM TO HIT DRAKE WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! Bronson immediately goes back to clutching the left shoulder, but he’s widely doing everything he can to avoid usage of it while staying on the offensive!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson runs to the opposite corner before rushing back in-
Persephone: BUT DRAKE POPS BRONSON UP ONTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! Bronson lands on the top rope, and now Drake Armstrong makes the climb up to the top rope before quickly beginning to set Bronson up, intentionally hooking the good arm so Bronson only has the injured one to rely on. I don’t know if he’ll be able to prevent the superplex that’s coming!
Rich Russillo: BUT HE’S CERTAINLY GOING TO TRY! BRONSON PUTS EVERYTHING HE HAS INTO A PUNCH TO THE RIBS, AND THAT MIGHT’VE HURT HIS SHOULDER AS BAD AS IT HURT DRAKE! It gave Bronson a moment to act though, AND HE FREES HIS GOOD ARM BEFORE GRABBING DRAKE BY THE HAIR, AND PULLING HIM INTO A HEADBUTT! THERE’S A SECOND ONE NOW! A THIRD!
Thadd Blazevich: AND FINALLY, BRONSON KNOCKS BRO OFF OF THE TOP ROPE!
(Drake Armstrong fell off of the top rope, and while he did manage to land on his feet, it was only just barely. He stumbled, so much so that he’d end up turning around, right into the path of his other challenger, who had just managed to finally re-enter the ring.)
Rich Russillo: JON KELTON JUST POPPED DRAKE ARMSTRONG UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! KELTON HAS DRAKE UP FOR A POWERBOMB!
Thadd Blazevich: AND BRONSON DIVES OFF OF THE TOP ROPE, AS THEY HIT A POWERBOMB AND BACKSTABBER COMBINATION ONTO THE CHAMPION! I GUESS OLD HABITS REALLY DO DIE HARD!!
(The crowd went wild seeing one of Elysium’s old tag team maneuvers come to use, even if inadvertently. Jon Kelton collapsed to his knees following his powerbomb, while Bronson remained on the mat, holding onto his shoulder in pain. Drake Armstrong slowly rolled over towards the ropes as a result of this, as for the first time in the match, nobody was in any state to take control.)
Rich Russillo: This match has truly taken everything out of these three men, and I guess that shouldn’t be surprising, given this is a match that’s almost about more than the Championship.
Thadd Blazevich: Almost? Let’s call it how it is, bro. These three hate each other, and we’re really seeing that tonight.
Persephone: Yeah, but not enough. If I have to see all three of them next week, there’s a problem.
Rich Russillo: Jon Kelton and Bronson Daniels are staring at each other, and Bronson’s slowly forcing himself back up, and at this point I don’t think Kelton is even in any shape to stop it. He’s still feeling the effects of all the damage he took at ringside, to the point that I think he and Bronson are actually finding their way up at the same time.
Thadd Blazevich: They’re not the only ones getting up though, dude. Drake Armstrong is leaning against the middle rope, and bro’s doing everything he can to pull himself up using the ropes. The fact that he even had the chance to recover… These dudes gotta be exhausted.
Persephone: Jon Kelton is the quickest to move and he goes after Drake Armstrong- BUT DRAKE JUST KICKS HIM IN THE SHIN, ATTACKING THE RIGHT LEG AGAIN!
Rich Russillo: That seemed to be a desperation move from Drake as he clearly has no follow up, AND BRONSON TAKES THE OPPORTUNITY TO SURPRISE DRAKE WITH A SUPERKICK! Drake stumbles back, AND NOW BRONSON KICKS KELTON’S OTHER LEG OUT FROM UNDER HIM, ALLOWING HIM TO PULL KELTON INTO THE SINGLE UNDERHOOK!
Thadd Blazevich: IS BRONSON ABOUT TO GO FOR SAVAGE MODE!?
Rich Russillo: I THINK HE WANTED IT, BUT I THINK HIS FEATS FROM EARLIER CAUSED HIM TO OVERESTIMATE HOW MUCH OF THAT SHOULDER AND ARM PAIN HE COULD GRIT THROUGH! Bronson couldn’t get Kelton up, AND THANKS TO THAT KELTON IS ABLE TO TWIST HIMSELF OUT OF BRONSON’S GRASP BEFORE PULLING HIM INTO AN ELBOW SMASH!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson stumbles towards Drake- AND DRAKE SWUNG AT BRONSON, BUT BRONSON DUCKED UNDER IT! DRAKE TURNS TOWARDS BRONSON, AND BRO HITS DRAKE WITH A WICKED ROUNDHOUSE KICK, KNOCKING DRAKE TO A KNEE! BRONSON GOES AFTER KELTON-
Persephone: BUT DRAKE PULLS BRONSON BACKWARDS BEFORE LOCKING HIM IN PLACE, CONNECTING WITH A SLEEPER SUPLEX! BRONSON LANDS ON HIS HEAD AND THE IMPACT CAUSES HIM TO STUMBLE BACKWARDS INTO THE CORNER! Drake immediately gets back up…
Rich Russillo: BUT NOW HERE IS KELTON! KELTON ELBOWS DRAKE IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD BEFORE TURNING HIM AROUND, LIFTING DRAKE UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! KELTON RUNS IN- WOW!
Thadd Blazevich: I’D CALL THAT A BUCKLE BOMB, BUT DUDE, KELTON JUST POWERBOMBED DRAKE INTO BRONSON!!!!
Persephone: Drake was rocked by that, and he’s lucky he has the ropes to hang onto or there’s literally no way he’d find any way to stay on his feet.
Rich Russillo: Jon Kelton notices both of his opponents trapped in the corner though, and it looks like he just got an idea! Kelton is running to the opposite corner, now with a slight limp after what happened earlier, AND NOW HE RUSHES BACK IN TO ATTACK BOTH MEN AT ONCE!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT BRONSON GETS BOTH LEGS UP AND KICKS DRAKE IN THE BACK, SENDING DRAKE INTO KELTON AS BOTH DUDES COLLIDE AND DROP TO THE MAT!!!
Rich Russillo: Kelton sits up- BUT THAT ONLY PUT HIM IN POSITION FOR BRONSON, AS HE RUNS IN AND FLOORS KELTON WITH A RUNNING METEORA!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson now waits for Kelton to get back up, and he’s slowly getting his wish, but the dude is holding his face in pain after that meteora! He’s reeling as he gets up to a knee, AND NOW BRONSON RUNS THE ROPES-
Persephone: BUT DRAKE GETS IN FRONT OF KELTON AS BRONSON REBOUNDS!
Rich Russillo: AND BRONSON JUMPS UP TO TAKE DRAKE OUT WITH THE GODBREAKER!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE CATCHES HIM!!! DRAKE CAUGHT BRONSON AS HE WENT FOR THE GODBREAKER, AND REMEMBER DUDE, THERE’S AROUND A 45 POUND SIZE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THESE TWO! DRAKE USES THAT SIZE DIFFERENCE TO HIS ADVANTAGE, AND NOW HE POPS BRONSON UP INTO A POWERBOMB POSITION- BEFORE JUST THROWING BRONSON OVER HIS HEAD!
Rich Russillo: SENDING BRONSON RIGHT INTO A “GALICK GUN”, TAKING HIM RIGHT OUT OF THE SKY!!!!!!
(The fans were in disbelief following the mid-air superkick, and the accidental teamwork that resulted in Bronson being forced to roll away from the action. Jon Kelton immediately clutched the leg, while Drake Armstrong collapsed to a knee after all the damage he had suffered, particularly to his back. Neither man were in good condition, but both Kelton and Armstrong were able to slowly will themselves on knowing that once again, this had been brought down to a one on one.)
Rich Russillo: Bronson Daniels might be out after that one, guys. Drake Armstrong and Jon Kelton are both somehow standing, and I think we’re reaching the end stages of this one!
Thadd Blazevich: KELTON IMMEDIATELY TRIES GOING AFTER DRAKE, BUT BRO CAN’T REACH HIS HIGHEST SPEED WITH A BAD LEG, AND DRAKE TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THAT! HE DUCKS KELTON’S SWINGS BEFORE CATCHING HIM WITH A KNEE TO THE GUT, AND NOW HE PULLS KELTON IN BEFORE GOING FOR AN OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Persephone: BUT THAT IDIOT SOMEHOW MANAGED TO HANG ONTO THE ROPES! It’s Jon Kelton, how hasn’t he already lost!?
Rich Russillo: Kelton pulls himself onto the apron, AND HE CATCHES DRAKE WITH A FOREARM, KNOCKING HIM BACK! Kelton sees the opportunity, but I think that bad leg is giving him doubts! He does his best to shake it off though, and…
Thadd Blazevich: KELTON GOES FOR THE SPRINGBOARD-
Rich Russillo: NO!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE INTENTIONALLY WAITED FOR KELTON TO GO FOR THE SPRINGBOARD, BEFORE JUST SHOVING THE BAD LEG OUT FROM UNDER KELTON SO KELTON FALLS! THAT WAS A ROUGH LANDING BRO, AND NOW DRAKE IS QUICK TO PULL KELTON UP BEFORE LIFTING HIM UP!
Persephone: BY THE BOOTSTRAPS CONNECTS!!!
Rich Russillo: KELTON GETS CAUGHT WITH THE SHINBREAKER, AND DRAKE PLAYED HIS CARDS WISELY! DRAKE DROPS KELTON TO THE MAT, AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S TRYING TO IMMEDIATELY TRANSITION INTO THE WILL KILLER!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE TURNS AROUND TO LOCK THE SUBMISSION- BUT KELTON IMMEDIATELY TURNED IT AROUND TO GET BACK ONTO HIS BACK! KELTON IS DOING EVERYTHING HE CAN TO STRUGGLE AND FIGHT OUTTA THIS!
Persephone: DRAKE TRIES TO TURN IT AROUND AGAIN, BUT KELTON IN A LAST DITCH EFFORT GRABS DRAKE BY THE ARM, BEFORE SLOWLY PULLING DRAKE CLOSER TO HIM! WHAT IS HE DOING!?
Rich Russillo: HE POKES DRAKE IN THE EYE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: I wasn’t expecting that! This caused Drake to actually let go of the submission, and bro can’t feel good being blinded in one of his eyes! His own tricks are being used against him tonight as Kelton gets back up, AND NOW DRAKE JUST SWINGS WILDLY, TRYING TO GET KELTON DESPITE BEING BLINDED!
Rich Russillo: KELTON DUCKS UNDER IT THOUGH, HOOKING DRAKE’S ARM IN THE PROCESS AND PULLING HIM INTO A DOUBLE UNDERHOOK!
Thadd Blazevich: “CHANGE THE FUTURE”!!!!!
Rich Russillo: IT CONNECTS!!!!! KELTON PLANTS DRAKE WITH CHANGE THE FUTURE, AND HE WASTES NO TIME ROLLING OUT TO THE APRON! THE FANS IN ATTENDANCE HERE TONIGHT DON’T LIKE IT, BUT I THINK JON KELTON MIGHT ACTUALLY BE ON THE VERGE OF FINALLY ACHIEVING HIS CAREER-LONG DREAM!!
Thadd Blazevich: KELTON FORCES HIMSELF UP ONTO THE TOP ROPE, AND DRAKE IS STARTING TO STIR THANKS TO THE TIME KELTON TOOK ‘CAUSE OF THAT BAD LEG, BUT I DON’T THINK KELTON MINDS! IN FACT, IT’S WHAT HE WANTS!
Persephone: DRAKE ARMSTRONG MAKES IT BACK TO HIS FEET, AND NOW KELTON DIVES!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: # THE LAW OF EQUIVALENT EXCHANGE!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: IT CONNECTS!!! IT CONNECTS!!!! KELTON DROVE DRAKE INTO THE MAT WITH THE DIVING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP, SACRIFICING HIS OWN LEG IN THE PROCESS!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: KELTON PULLS HIMSELF ON TOP OF DRAKE ARMSTRONG FOR THE COVER!!!! TO FINALLY BECOME A WORLD CHAMPION!!! TO GAIN HIS TICKET TO THE MAIN EVENT OF PAIN FOR PRIDE!!!!!!!!
OOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
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(Just before the referee could hit the mat for the final time, just before Kelton could finally have his moment, the pinfall was suddenly broken up.)
Persephone: Are you serious…?
Rich Russillo: THIS MATCH IS NOT OVER!!!!!
(The crowd had completely exploded, as nothing but cheers could be heard, all while Jon Kelton’s moment came crashing down right before his eyes. Kelton was tired, his leg was still bothering him, and he didn’t even need to question who it was that broke up the pin. Kelton slowly just turned over, forcing himself to sit up just so he could look directly into the eyes of the man who stole his World Championship victory from him. Kelton was furious deep down, but he had faced too much damage to express that, and instead could only say a few words.)
Jon Kelton: (off-mic) I was right… You just can’t help yourself.
(Bronson Daniels was leaning against the middle rope, holding onto the ropes with everything he had just to avoid collapsing onto the mat. At this point he was beyond the point of fatigue, and was barely even conscious, forcing himself up just to stop the match from coming to an end. He had poured everything he had left into breaking up the pin, but seeing Kelton forced to endure what he once did… Bronson couldn’t help but let out a slight grin.)
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, Bronson’s gotta be running on E right now. He has all that blood coming outta his head like Kelton, but we can’t forget everything that happened to him early on, like going through that table. The dude might as well be a walking corpse at this point.
Persephone: Well, “walking” is giving him too much credit. More like a stumbling, barely breathing corpse.
Rich Russillo: Well whatever the case, Kelton isn’t in much better condition. He pulls himself off of Drake Armstrong as the Champion rolls out of the ring, and something tells me Drake won’t be the Champion for much longer.
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah… This is looking like a last stand, bros.
Rich Russillo: WELL, WHAT BETTER WAY TO END THIS MATCHUP THAN THIS!? KELTON AND BRONSON BOTH RUSH EACH OTHER, AND NOW THEY’RE JUST GOING AT IT! THIS IS JUST A STRAIGHT UP FIGHT, THEY’RE READY TO FINALLY END THIS!
Thadd Blazevich: BOTH MEN ARE FIRING OFF PUNCHES- BUT BRONSON KNOWS HE CAN’T DO THIS WITH KELTON FOR TOO LONG WITH A BAD ARM, SO BRO CATCHES HIM WITH A PUNCH TO THE GUT, BEFORE KICKING KELTON’S BAD LEG OUT FROM UNDER HIM! BRONSON NOW WITH A KICK TO THE CHEST DROPPING KELTON TO ALL FOURS, AND BRONSON GOES FOR A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO THE BACK!
Persephone: HE DOESN’T GET IT THOUGH! KELTON ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY BEFORE GETTING BACK UP, AND HE GRABS BRONSON’S INJURED ARM BEFORE PULLING HIM INTO A SHORT-ARM CLOTHESLINE! KELTON PULLS HIM UP, AND NOW HE DELIVERS A SECOND ONE! HE PULLS BRONSON UP AGAIN, AND THIS TIME HE JUST PULLS BRONSON IN BEFORE BEGINNING TO REPEATEDLY RAIN DOWN ELBOWS ONTO HIS SHOULDER AND NECK!!
Rich Russillo: BRONSON KNOWS HE CAN’T FIGHT OUT OF THIS THROUGH SHEER POWER- SO HE INSTEAD PULLS KELTON’S BAD LEG OUT FROM UNDER HIM WITH HIS GOOD ARM! KELTON WAS TAKEN DOWN, AND NOW BRONSON MAY BE LOOKING TO TURN KELTON OVER FOR AN ANKLE LOCK!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT AS SOON AS HE DOES KELTON IS ABLE TO LAND ON HIS HANDS AND HIS OTHER FOOT, ALLOWING BRO TO PUSH HIMSELF UP AND KICK BRONSON OFF OF HIM! KELTON GETS BACK UP-
Persephone: AND NEARLY EATS A PUMP KICK TO THE FACE IMMEDIATELY, BUT HE JUST BARELY AVOIDS THAT BEFORE HITTING BRONSON WITH A CLUBBING BLOW TO THE BACK! KELTON GRABS THE LEFT ARM OF BRONSON BEFORE LANDING MORE SHOTS TOWARDS THAT SHOULDER, AND NOW KELTON PULLS HIM IN FOR CHANGE THE FUTURE!
Rich Russillo: BUT BRONSON JUST STOMPS ON KELTON’S FOOT!!!
Thadd Blazevich: KELTON’S GRIP ON BRONSON WEAKENS, AND BRONSON KICKS KELTON IN THE SHIN JUST TO PUT THE FINAL NAIL IN THE COFFIN! THESE TWO ARE JUST GETTING NASTY, AND NOW BRONSON ONCE AGAIN GOES AFTER KELTON’S LEG- BEFORE TRYING TO SET HIM UP FOR THE ANKLE LOCK!
Persephone: BUT HE DIDN’T MANAGE TO SEND KELTON TO THE MAT YET, AND THANKS TO THAT HE’S ABLE TO FALL BACKWARDS INTO BRONSON, SENDING BOTH OF THEM TUMBLING BACKWARDS INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!
Rich Russillo: That had to be an awkward collision for Kelton’s leg, but he did what he had to do, hopping backwards on his good leg just so his weight forced Bronson backwards into the corner! Both men stumble out of the corner…
Thadd Blazevich: BUT THAT COLLISION MIGHT’VE TAKEN THE LAST BIT OF GAS BRONSON HAD LEFT, AND HE JUST FALLS FORWARD-
Rich Russillo: RIGHT INTO JON KELTON, WHO DROPS HIM WITH CHANGE THE FUTURE!!!!
(Jon Kelton held his leg in pain as everyone in attendance booed, and as he turned and stared at the unconscious Bronson Daniels, he could feel his anger rising. Bronson was done though, and he knew it.)
Jon Kelton: (off-mic) I told you that I was done saving you. You should’ve stayed down while you had the chance.
(With these words Kelton forced himself back to his feet, before he dragged Bronson Daniels back into his arms.)
Rich Russillo: A SECOND CHANGE THE FUTURE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude… Bronson’s done.
Persephone: No… Please don’t tell me Jon Kelton is about to be our World Champion…
Rich Russillo: I am afraid that may just be the case. Kelton has somehow managed to drag himself into the corner of the ring, and now he just waits for Bronson to rise one final time. The killshot is coming, and even if Bronson knows it, I don’t think he’s in any position to do anything about it.
(Time passed, as Jon Kelton waited. Drake Armstrong was nowhere to be seen, still unconscious after the diving double foot stomp to his head. Bronson Daniels slowly stirred, as he refused to quit now of all times. He did everything he could to regain his footing, but his intentions didn’t matter at this point, as in doing so he gave Kelton exactly what he wanted.)
Rich Russillo: THE FINAL ATONEMENT!
Thadd Blazevich: # MICKEY I KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF!!!!!!!
(Jon Kelton fell, without the slightest idea of what just hit him. The fans’ excitement couldn’t be contained, as thanks to Kelton’s bad leg hindering him, Bronson was able to find one opening to thwart his spear attempt. One opening to turn this match around, end Jon Kelton, and become a three-time World Champion in one fell swoop.)
Rich Russillo: BRONSON JUST ELBOWED THE LIVING HELL OUT OF KELTON!!!! WE SAW IT AT THE BEGINNING OF THE MATCH, AND WE’RE SEEING IT TO END THE MATCH!!!! “MICKEY I KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF” CONNECTS!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: YEAH, AND IT LOOKS LIKE WE REALLY ARE BRINGING IN FULL CIRCLE, BRO! BRONSON ISN’T CONNECT, NOT UNTIL HE KNOWS KELTON IS DONE! HE DRAGS KELTON UP, JUST ENOUGH TO GET KELTON ON HIS KNEES!!!!
Persephone: BRONSON RUNS THE ROPES, CHARGING AS FAR AS HE CAN AT THIS POINT AT THE BACK OF KELTON’S HEAD-
Rich Russillo: BEFORE CONNECTING WITH “MICKEY I KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF” FOR THE SECOND TIME IN A ROW!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: THIS IS IT, BROS!!!!! KELTON IS DONE!!!!
Rich Russillo: IT’S BEEN NEARLY TWO YEARS SINCE BRONSON WON AND LOST THE ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP ON THE SAME NIGHT!!!! ROAD TO REDEMPTION 2024 KELTON TOOK A BULLET FOR BRONSON FOR A FIVE MINUTE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP REIGN, AND NOW TO END FIGHTING SPIRIT 2026, BRONSON DANIELS PINS JON KELTON TO BECOME THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON DANIELS PUSHES KELTON ONTO HIS BACK, BEFORE CLIMBING ONTO HIM FOR THE COVER!!!!!!!!!
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(But then…. It happened.)
Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) AAAAAGH!!!
Rich Russillo: Oh no… No no NO!!!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE ARMSTRONG JUST RAN IN, PUNT KICKING BRONSON’S BAD ARM FROM BEHIND JUST AS HE WAS CRAWLING TO THE COVER!!!!
Rich Russillo: DRAKE ATTACKED THE ARM WITH THAT NASTY KICK TO THE TRICEP, AND BRONSON IMMEDIATELY RECOILS, GETTING UP TO HIS KNEES AS HE HOLDS HIS ARM IN PAIN! BRONSON IS HURT-
(CRACK!)
Persephone: AND WHATEVER HE WAS FEELING BEFORE JUST GOT A WHOLE LOT WORSE, BECAUSE DRAKE ARMSTRONG JUST RAN IN BEFORE BASHING THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP INTO HIS FACE!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: NO WAY, DUDE! THERE’S JUST NO WAY!!!
(The force of the impact knocked Bronson out, and Drake just kicked him out of the ring, sending him rolling under the bottom rope. This time, Bronson truly had nothing left to give. No last sudden burst of energy. No strength to counter Drake Armstrong’s schemes, or do anything to prevent the exact same ending Armstrong went for as soon as the match began. That was it.)
(Knowing this, the widest, most revolting grin possible formed on Drake Armstrong’s face, as he dropped his Championship, and dropped onto Jon Kelton for the cover.)
OOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… Here is your winner… AAANNNDDDDD STTTTTTIIIIIIILLLLLLLL THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION….. DDDRRRRAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKEEEEEE AAAARRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMSSSSSTTTTTTRRRROOOOOOONNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!
(Drake Armstrong rolled off of Jon Kelton as ‘Pride and Arrogance’ began to play once more. The fans in attendance weren’t happy whatsoever with this result, and it showed as their boos somehow managed to get even louder than they had been at any point during the match. This was none of Drake Armstrong’s concern however, as while Jon Kelton and Bronson Daniels were both laid out, covered in blood and empty-handed, he was still the EAW World Champion.)
Rich Russillo: Unreal. This is just unbelievable. Drake Armstrong retains, but he completely stole the win, right when Bronson had Kelton beat!
Thadd Blazevich: I know, dude… That wasn’t cool at all. Drake Armstrong pretty much got his ticket to his first ever Pain for Pride main event… But I don’t know if I feel too good about it after that.
Persephone: I don’t get the big deal. Match was mid but Drake technically didn’t break any rules. Blame Bronson and Kelton for being losers as per usual.
Rich Russillo: Well regardless… It’s over, and in the end Drake Armstrong got exactly what he was planning when he proposed an alliance with Bronson Daniels last week. Bronson eliminated Jon Kelton, but between his fatigue and that hurt shoulder, he gave Drake the perfect opening to take the win for himself. As much as I don’t want to say it… Congratulations to Drake Armstrong.
(Medical rushed down the ramp, checking in at Bronson Daniels and Jon Kelton at ringside, who both were on the verge of donning crimson masks, and had their own respective hurt limbs. Drake Armstrong was quick to pick his Championship up, but he just remained on the mat. He needed the time to recover after the match that he fought through, but he didn’t need the referee to raise his hand, or the traditional celebration. As long as he was Champion, he couldn’t help but laugh in the face of the thousands of booing fans, thereby getting the last laugh as the final match of Fighting Spirit concluded.)
(Until…)
(‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ by AFI began to play.)
Persephone: You can’t be serious. Does he not have a life?
Thadd Blazevich: Oh, boy! Looks like it’s about that time!
Rich Russillo: HE MADE AN APPEARANCE AT KING OF ELITE! AT SHOCK VALUE! AT GRAND RAMPAGE, AND AFTER DRAKE INTERFERED IN HIS MATCH ONCE AGAIN EARLIER, I DON’T THINK HANS GRAYSON PLANS TO LET DRAKE GO HOME HAPPY!
(Drake Armstrong remained inside of the ring, and this time, he didn’t appear as shocked as in the past. Instead, he was annoyed. Frustrated even that his moment was ruined, knowing that he had just earned his first Pain for Pride main event. Hans Grayson walked down the ramp, and he could be seen with his Cash in the Vault briefcase in his hand.)
Rich Russillo: Hans Grayson and Drake Armstrong already met last night, after Drake accidentally cost Cody Maverick against Hans in their rematch. Hans has been playing mind games with Drake as of late, but is that all he’s here for right now!?
Thadd Blazevich: Whatever it is, I don’t think Drake likes it, bro. He just made it out of an insane triple threat. This was the last thing bro wanted!
(The fans were firmly on Grayson’s side, cheering him on as he slid into the ring. Drake Armstrong was seated in the corner of the ring, as he still lacked the strength to get back to his feet. Instead, he clutched his World Championship, glaring at the briefcase holder with hatred in his heart. Hans smirked at this sight, and began walking towards Drake, patting the briefcase before pointing at his Championship.)
(However… Hans shook his head.)
(He walked away from Drake, calling a microphone from the timekeeper’s area. He received one before long, all while Drake was even further annoyed once again being mocked. Hans turned towards Drake, but as the World Champion finally attempted to pull himself up, Hans put a hand out to warn him to stop.)
Hans Grayson: You don’t wanna do that. Trust me.
(Drake stared at Hans, appalled that he even had the audacity to threaten him. However, Drake was not stupid. He had just been through a match and couldn’t afford a fight right now, so he reluctantly dropped back down, waiting as Hans continued.)
Hans Grayson: Better. Listen Drake, you know the routine by now, don’t you? Somehow you manage to sneak your way past some seriously talented guys and remind these people that you are just the worst, I come out here to warn you to watch your back and remind you that you’re not going to have a moment to rest for as long as you’re walking around with that title… Then you do something stupid to remind everyone exactly why I’m not giving you a break. You know, something like interfering in my matches.
(Drake just sighed, knowing that his interference against Hans during his match against Cody Maverick last night hadn’t gone to plan, and Hans was now shoving that fact in his face. Hans wasn’t finished yet however, and what he had to say wouldn’t make things any better for Drake.)
Hans Grayson: I know what you’re thinking. “What’s the point?”. I’m not cashing in, so why bother doing all this, right? Well for starters Drake, trust me. It’s not easy resisting the urge to smash this briefcase over your face, telling the referee the few magic words and snatching away the one and only thing you actually care about. Every single time I walk out here, I see your disgusting face and I hear these amazing people I just want to give them a show. I want to give them something better after they were forced to sit through main event after main event after main event just to see you find some way to have your hand raised every time.
Hans Grayson: I want to… But I’m not a coward. I’m not the kind of man who needs an easy fight. The kind of man who needs to make sure my enemies are weakened, the same way you did when you had my arm broken. Nah… I’m not doing that.
(Hans was quick to follow up on this statement, briefly turning towards the thousands of fans, who all wanted to see Hans finally cash in on Drake, and were disappointed that he wasn’t doing it yet. He turned back towards Drake, walking up to him before he continued.)
Hans Grayson: I’ll tell you what, though. I’m not here for no reason, so here’s something you and everyone else here is going to want to hear.
(Hans crouched down, making sure he was able to see Drake eye to eye as he said his next few words.)
Hans Grayson: I am cashing in… And I’m cashing my briefcase in for a match against you at Pain for Pride.
(The crowd exploded with cheers, and while the look on Drake Armstrong’s face hardly changed, it wasn’t hard to tell what he was truly feeling. He wasn’t happy, not at all. Not now that he knew Hans Grayson wasn’t hesitating to pull the trigger, and he in fact planned to face Drake head on all this time.)
Hans Grayson: I have the record against you, and it’s probably why you decided to put me through all of this. You were King of Elite, I was Mr. Cash in the Vault, I was competition to you from the start. I have your number… And this time… When I beat you…
(Hans smiled one more time, as it turns out… He still had something else up his sleeve, which would completely blindside the Champion.)
Hans Grayson: # It’ll be in Barbed Wire Massacre.
(The cheers grew louder, and Hans finally backed away from the Champion, leaving Drake Armstrong to think about what he just heard as Hans Grayson finally began to leave the ring. ‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ started to play once again, only adding to Armstrong’s anger towards the man who had spent the year haunting him.)
Rich Russillo: I don’t even know what to say… I mean… WOW! It’s, it’s official! Hans Grayson versus Drake Armstrong for the EAW World Championship, in BARBED WIRE MASSACRE!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: DUDE, THIS IS GONNA BE SWEET!!! Hans wasn’t lying, this really was something we all had to hear! People have been waiting for the day Hans finally cashed in, and bro, I think the wait was worth it. Hans isn’t looking to shock Drake, he’s facing him head on, in Voltage’s most notable, and most AWESOME stipulation!
Persephone: Barbed Wire Massacre… I can’t believe it. For once, I’m actually glad Hans showed up.
(Drake Armstrong held onto his World Championship, and he finally dragged himself back to his feet, just in time as Hans Grayson turned around at the stage. With this, the two Pain for Pride opponents ended their night with a staredown, ahead of a match that was an entire season in the making.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
