Pain For Pride XIX – Day 2

(And after the introductions, the first matchcard graphic of the evening is shown off.)

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(Stephie Love stands in the ring.)

Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for—

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Stephie Love: And it is for the EAW WOOOOOORLD HEEEAAAAAVYWWWWEEEEEEIIIIIIIGHT CHAAAAAMPIOOOOOOONSHIIIIIIP!

(‘When Darkness Falls’ by Killswitch Engage hits. The fans boo immediately. A hostile environment greets Drake King, who is limping somewhat, but his face is filled with an uncharacteristic amount of rage. Dressed in all black, his hands, notably, are wrapped for unknown reasons.)

Stephie Love: Introducing first, the challenger! From Heaven’s Gate, he is ‘God’… EAW HALL OF FAMER… DRAAAAAAAKE KIIIIIIING!

Stew-O: One year ago, Drake King competed for the EAW World Heavyweight Championship in a triple threat match featuring Joso and then-champion Cy Henderson. Now, he enters it as the challenger again. He has to stoke through the same flames he was burned by a year ago, and tonight, he has to make sure he does not repeat the same mistakes that he did.

Jake Mercer: Yeah. He’s been pissed throughout the season, but the last few months really upped the ante–especially when he and Cy were named co-Iron Survivors that earned them their spots in this contest. Drake was able to protect it by defeating BRAE last month at Fighting Spirit, and now, here he is.

Flannery McCoy: A lot of bitterness and resentment. It pretty much reeks from him. He said that he wasn’t going to hold anything back, and Drake is a dangerous competitor. That can mean so much from him.

(He undos his coat, letting it fall without ceremony. He enters the ring, and quietly, stands by a corner.)

(His theme fades, and ‘P.O.V’ by Clipse featuring Tyler, the Creator blares out. Cy Henderson comes out, earning a loud reaction; some positive, and some not. However, he’s dressed in his usual attire, ready to go, and when his eyes land on Drake? A scowl forms.)

Stephie Love: Introducing the other challenger! From New York City, New York, he is ‘The Force of Nature’… EAW HALL OF FAMER… CYYYYY HEEEEENDEEERRSOOOON!

Stew-O: Familiar grounds for Cy, who was the champion last year and ended up walking away with the title. It’s always a hard endeavor to retain a title at Pain for Pride, but he did it. He could very well replicate the magic as the challenger here tonight.

Jake Mercer: He could! Given how motivated he is, he not only wants to beat Drake and Michael, but earn another world title to his illustrious career! And for him, he wants for this entire thing to be over with!

(Cy runs and slides in. His glare instantly meets Drake. He backs up into his corner however, showing restraint.)

(Then, ‘Apostle’s Warning’ by Mobb Deep blares. The fans cheer. Michael Machina comes out with the championship on his shoulder, and his eyes pointed at the two men who he is eager to leave behind once and for all.)

Stephie Love: And finally, the champion! From Brooklyn, New York, he is the EAW WOOOORLD HEAAAAVYWEEEIIIIGGGHT CHAMPION… ‘THE NEW LEGEND’, MIIIICHAAAEEEEEL MAAAAACHIIIIINAAAAA!!!

Stew-O: What an ovation! Michael Machina may not be from Canada, but you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference! Michael has led Dynasty for nine months as the world champion, but one thing escapes him: a win at the biggest show of them all. Can he achieve that and continue to break records, or will this be the end for him on the cusp of season 20!?

Jake Mercer: He’s made it known he doesn’t want for the ride to end. He’s driving all the way, and he wants to speed into the new season with another notch under his belt! Defeating two men who have garnered his ire also adds to everything tonight!

Flannery McCoy: A lot is on the line. A lot of hate is present. There’s so much to this match, and we’re going to see the culmination of everything shortly!

(Michael enters, and stands in the center, raising the title up high. Cy and Drake stare him down. He hands it off to the official, who shows it off one final time before setting it aside. All three men stare daggers at each other.)

(DING DING DING!)

Stew-O: HERE WE ARE, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! DYNASTY’S MAIN EVENT FOR THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP IS OFFICIALLY UNDERWAY AS DRAKE KING, CY HENDERSON AND MICHAEL MACHINA WILL FIGHT IT OUT ALL SO THAT ONE OF THEM CAN WALK OUT WITH THE TITLE! CAN DRAKE EXPEL THE DEMONS THAT HAVE HAUNTED HIM SINCE LAST YEAR? CAN CY WALK OUT WITH ANOTHER PAIN FOR PRIDE MAIN EVENT WIN UNDERNEATH HIS BELT?! OR WILL IT BE MICHAEL WHO IS ABLE TO PUT A STAMP ON ONE OF THE MOST LEGENDARY CAREERS OF THE DECADE AND FINALLY, FINALLY, GET A PAIN FOR PRIDE WIN ADDED TO HIS RESUME AHEAD OF A MONUMENTAL SEASON TWENTY AHEAD OF US!?

(The fans in Toronto are up and on their feet, cheers bellowing through the arena that it’s almost deafening. All three men stand, eyeing each other, mutual disdain cutting past the excitement and pageantry meant to signal to them that their seasons led to this moment. After all—what joy is there to be had when things have been ugly from the very moment their paths crossed?)

(This goes about accolades—and for one Drake King, he doesn’t care about how this is another main event match he’s earned. He snarls, irisies bouncing from one rival to the next; spite lacing through his veins as if it was more vital for his livelihood than the very blood rushing in his body.)

(Cy Henderson’s lips remain pursed. Tight. His hands curl into fists. He and Drake have a storied rivalry, and the past year and a half has highlighted how much they have come to despise each other. Yet, King is not the only one who has drawn his ire…)

(…And for Michael Machina? He does not give a shit.)

(Both men have become nusiances. Immature, uninspiring, bratty men who have forsaken their legendary statures and have attempted to drag him down with them. He’s fed up, annoyed, and while his body remains sore after the falling through the ropes on Dynasty, tonight, he is ready to send them both down to Hell.)

Jake Mercer: Very intense stares happening! Cy, Drake and Michael have made it clear how much they have come to despise one another, respect rendered irrelevant in all of this. All three men believe they have their own probable justifications for why they hate the other, but at this point? It’s put up or shut up time. Who’s gonna be the first to strike and get the iron scorching?(…)

Flannery McCoy: AND IT LOOKS LIKE IT’S DRAKE KING! Drake rushes in with a forearm crakcing Cy right in the nose! Michael advances with long strides, going for a punch of his own—but one-half of the Iron Survivor winners ducks it, and he rises up, catching Michael with a punch as well! Based on the reaction given by the fans too, this appears to be a surprising start! I think many were expecting Drake to be the one who gets jumped right from the onset—but he’s holding his own, and it’s looking like he’s going to set the pace from early on!

Stew-O: It appears to be the case! Cy is back up and scrambles forward, and Drake eyes him—

(…?)

Cy Henderson: (off-mic) What the fuck? H-hang on.

(Cy staggers down, collapsing to his knees. Hands shoot for his own face.)

Stew-O: Huh!?

(Michael is stalking back up, blinking rapidly, with his eyes turning red and watery. A sudden sting quickly envelopes the sensory organs.)

Michael Machina: (off-mic) Th’hell is this…?

(The referee looks at both men. The fans quiet down in utter confusion.)

Jake Mercer: Uh, what’s happening?

Flannery McCoy: I have no idea, but both Cy and Michael are in clear discomfort! Did Drake punch them that hard?

(Michael shakes his head, frustration beginning to boil over not unlike a bubbling pot of soup on the stove. When the referee closes in, he declares with a hiss:)

Michael Machina: (off-mic) This pussy put MACE on his hands!

Jake Mercer: :roman: !!

Flannery McCoy: H-HUH!? MACE!?

(Michael was familiar with the trick. After all: before he came into EAW and stunned the world with his fast ascent to the top of the competition, he was a bouncer; prior to that, getting into scraps and having to fight against the world. He’s seen fights break out by the unruly drunks who couldn’t accept they weren’t allowed into the club. Witnessed brawls where people utilized a host of weapons. Some started with him—and later came to regret it—while they fought amongst themselves, and in you have to deal with an irritable group in particular, one must do what they can to stave away all of the faces intent on bringing harm.)

(Drake, hearing him, cannot help but have a dark, snake-like smile spread across his face.)

Drake King: (off-mic) I told you two I was done with these games.

(Cy has rolled out of the ring, muttering out curses faster than an uncouth sailor with beer leaking from their tongue. He stumbles, unable to see; vision hampered by the unwitting tears that try to nullify the burn in an unuseful way.)

Stew-O: Drake King had an ace up his sleeve! All this time, he had a plan, and it WORKED! THAT’S WHY HIS HANDS ARE WRAPPED UP—THEY HAVE MACE ON THEM!

Jake Mercer: Oh man, and both Cy and Michael were none the wiser! I guess you can’t really blame them—I mean, have any of you seen an Elitist do something like that before?

Flannery McCoy: If there’s been mace, pepper spray, what-have-you, it has been implemented in the ring; not outside of it! But this goes to show you cannot put ANYTHING past Drake, and the fans are booing up a storm as Cy and Michael continue to struggle with their eyesights hampered!

Stew-O: Drake King with an unfortunately-tactical move here—and he pounces on Michael, tossing him outside of the ring through the middle ropes! Unable to have a clear line of sight, the champion tumbles out ungracefully, landing hard on his hip! He winces! Meanwhile, Cy is having to trail his hand against the top of the barricade, with fans shouting at him, hoping that his sense of hearing can help him out here! This is unfortunate for both Elitists! But for King, this is exactly what he wanted!

Jake Mercer: People can hate it, but it’s smart! And remember: triple threat means ANYTHING goes! You can hate the player, but you cannot hate the game! Drake narrows his clear sight on both of them who are blind like bats.. and I think we all know what sort of idea he has brewing in that head of his!

Flannery McCoy: He’s not wasting time, either! He runs to the other end of the ring, rebounding from the ring, and sprints forward—SUICIDE DIVE! HIS BODY CRASHES RIGHT INTO CY AND MICHAEL! BOTH MEN GO BARRELING BACK-FIRST INTO THE STIFF STRUCTURE OF THE BARRICADE AND SPRAWL OUT IN AGONY! However, Drake pops up with a maddened look striking his face! The fans boo even louder, yet he doesn’t even register them!

Stew-O: He’s said he’s been brought to his wits’ end, and that is apparent as he begins to indiscrimnately stomp the two men! Switching from Michael, then Cy, then Michael again!

Jake Mercer: Wow.

Drake King: (off-mic) I SAID I WAS TIRED! I WAS TIRED! TIRED! TIRED! TIRED OF EVERYTHING! AND YOU DARE CONTINUE TO MAKE ME OUT TO BE LIKE I’M THE ONE THAT’S CRAZY! NO! THERE’S NOTHING CRAZY ABOUT ME!! YOU’RE ALL INSANE!!!

Flannery McCoy: He’s snapped! He grabs Michael and TOSSES HIS SHOULDER INTO THE STEEL POST! THE CHAMPION IS IN A DIRE PREDICAMENT NOW, AND HE HOLDS ONTO THE LIMB AS PAIN SHOOTS THROUGHOUT IT! Now, his attention shifts over to Cy, and he latches onto him, tossing him back into the ring! He slides in, where he comes in with a heavy axe handle across the back and gets to pummeling him with punches and forearms! There is just no reason to him!

Stew-O: It’s a suffocating offense early on by the multi-time world champion, taking out his frustrations that he believes to be justified. He has been haunted by the events that transpired one year ago, with how Cy was able to escape due to Drake allowing for his own emotions to get the better of him, and now, he’s looking to harness his emotions once more—this time, to exact as much damage as he is able to procure. However, the official steps in, needing to see if Cy is able to defend himself!

Referee: (off-mic) Alright, ease off a bit, Drake! Give him time to—

Drake King: # NO!

Referee: :damn: :damn: :damn: !!

Stew-O: :whoa:

Jake Mercer: 😳 I don’t think I ever heard Drake shout at someone like that before! This is crazy!

Flannery McCoy: Well, crazy and Drake King go hand in hand nowadays! The referee looks frazzled by that, and Drake, snarling, yanks Cy up to toss him into the corner. Holding onto the top rope, he lays several boots into his stomach! Cy is doing his best to bring his arms up to defend from the blows, but it’s a difficult task for him to manage! Drake lays one more boot in before he smashes his forearm into his face! Cy slumps! King backs up, gaining some distance, and leaps in—BODY SPLASH! All of his body weight goes crashing into the Cyclone, and if Cy thought that this was going to be a minor storm, then it has quickly evolved into a typhoon! He staggers forward while Drake does not offer much space, grabbing hold of him once again! RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP TAKES HIM DOWN, and Drake floats into the cover!

(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—)

Stew-O: Shoulder up! At least Cy had enough wherewithal to be able to do that, but of course, he isn’t in a hurry to get up because of the pain he’s feeling. Meanwhile, Michael is on the outside flooring, only having been able to manage his way up to his knees. The champion continues to be hurt while Drake continues to maintain the violent pace of this contest!

Jake Mercer: Man. Drake is not playing around, like he said! He comes up but begins to stomp away, once again just bringing foot to the stomach. Cy flips over, looking to crawl away, but Drake, again, attacks his back with those forearms from earlier—and wait! Cy manages to shove him away! Drake backpedals! He comes charging in, LOOKING FOR THAT CURB STOMP!

Crowd: :damn: !!

Flannery McCoy: BUT CY SOMEHOW GETS AWAY! NOTHING BUT MAT FOR DRAKE, AND WHEN HE WHIRLS AROUND—

(CRACK!)

Stew-O: HE—HE’S OUT!??

(The camera pans over, and Cy is leaning over, shaky on his feet and breathing heavily. Drake is near motionless.)

(The reason for that? It happens to be in Cy’s hand—encasing his fingers with danger that glimmers underneath the bright Pain for Pride lights.)

Cy Henderson: (off-mic) Well, since you wanted to take things to his level… might as well get it out the way…

Stew-O: CY HAD HIS OWN X-FACTOR! THE BRASS KNUCKLES! HE WAS ABLE TO DRAW THEM OUT, AND NOW, HE GOES AND COVERS DRAKE! HOOK OF THE LEGS!

(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)

(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO—)

Jake Mercer: WHOA! Drake kicks out! I didn’t think he had that much of his consciousness intact given how out-of-nowhere that brass-enforced punch hit him!

Flannery McCoy: There’s some surprise amongst the audience too—but given how intertwined his career has been with Cy lately, perhaps he’s developed a thicker skin against that. Doesn’t mean that he’s immune though, and Cy sits up, tossing the knuckles from his hand. He mounts King and decides to enact some measure of revenge against him by hitting him relentlessly with punches!

Cy Henderson: (off-mic) You think YOU’RE tired of all of this? Huh? You don’t know SHIT, Drake! Nothing at all! You are a conniving, annoying bastard, and you should’ve accepted the fact that it was you who fucked up your chances to win last year! You and you ALONE!

Stew-O: And we don’t often hear Cy verbalize his anger like this; just genuine ire and exhaustion at the brim, but given the circumstances, you cannot blame him! There may have been a subtle shift to Henderson’s attitude, but he has been focused on the competitive side of things for the most part throughout the season, and all he wanted was to run it back with Michael one more time. Instead, his fate has been intertwined with Drake, and he just wants to rid himself of him for good!

Jake Mercer: Hate can only bring out more hate. Cy forces Drake along and takes him up onto his shoulders. He storms towards the middle of the ring. Seems like his vision is becoming clearer seeing as how his movements are a bit smoother—but boy are his eyes red as a motherfucker!

Flannery McCoy: Cy’s pushing past the pain. He situates Drake at the top of the turnbuckle, where he’s looking loopy. Drake tries to shove him away with his foot but that gets thwarted, and Cy—

(CHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!)

Flannery McCoy: —fires off with one hell of a smack stinging his chest! :lupe: !! That was like a gunshot going off!

Stew-O: It was! Cy has him stunned, and now, he climbs up to the middle rope. Cy stops. He looks back down at the mat, seemingly calculating something… and he’s now taken it upon himself to go to the top! He wants to make this fall hurt for Drake, even if he has to take some of the force with his own body!

Jake Mercer: Hey, it’s Pain for Pride. It’s risky, especially given Cy’s current condition, but sometimes you have to go all-out and take a little bruising in order to batter your opponent. I’m sure Cy wants to impart some damage psychologically too given Drake’s, uh.. I guess delicate constitution?

Flannery McCoy: :francis: Don’t try to give that man your pity now!

Jake Mercer: Hey, I’m not! And if anything, Drake’s emotions have served to do some bit of backfiring against him. Cy takes hold of his tights, looking for a superplex…!

Stew-O: AND HE IS MET WITH MICHAEL MACHINA, WHO HAS RETURNED AND TAKES HOLD OF HIM! JUST AS CY LIFTS DRAKE INTO THE AIR, MACHINA SENDS HIM DOWN—

(CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!!!)

Stew-O: WITH A POWERBOMB! OH MY GOD!

(And the fans explode, jumping up and down at the incredible feat. Drake arguably takes the worst of it as he was completely defenseless, whereas Cy landed hard on his spine. He cries out in agony, cursing and slamming the mat with his fist.)

(Michael, slumped in the corner on his rear, gathers himself. He tests out his shoulder, wincing slightly. However, he had popped it back into place earlier before speeding back into the ring, fighting through the sting of his eyes in order to catch both opponents off guard.)

(Part of the build-up had been fixated on Cy and Drake. The obvious history. It’s like a red center of a target; almost inevitable that so many people would be fixated on them…)

(… but the champion is intent on dominating the narrative again: and those who wish to get lost in the words of others will be doomed to be written off by his personal ink.)

Stew-O: What a statement by the defending champion! Michael uses the ropes to bring himself back to the standing base, and after collecting himself, he is ready to go! The question is: who does he go after first?

(…)

(…)

Jake Mercer: … and it seems like he has decided to target Cy Henderson! They’ve had some hefty words for each other; mutual respect devolving in the wake of budding tension, and Michael said that he was gonna ensure that he doesn’t forget that they have their history, too! The champion, who has had the honorific bestowed onto him ever since he defeated him for the world heavyweight championship back at House of Glass, takes him up, and THROWS HIM DOWN! Scoop slam sends a rattle to reverberate all throughout the ring! And with how Cy’s back has had to deal with some damage in this match thus far, that has to worsen the pang he’s been feeling!

Flannery McCoy: No doubt about it; there’s no way for that to be alleviated at this stage, either. Add on to that the mileage overall on his body, and while Cy has proven he is as tough as they come, there’s only so much he can be able to withstand before that all compounds and mounts against him. Michael is making that known as he pulls him up and crashes him down with the suplex! Cy’s back lifts from the canvas! His eyes shut tight, lips pursed into a thin line of discomfort! However, Michael is not done, and he hoists him up, this time setting him up for an unmistakable German Suplex, completing the trifecta!

Jake Mercer: Yeesh! This sequence as of late seems to be a favorite of his, and for good reason. Simple, but devastating. Hell, that can probably describe Michael Machina as a whole, and that’s why he’s been able to not only succeed but also have a lot of people riding for him since day one.

Stew-O: Absolutely. A New Yorker, just like Cy, but you see the sea of Michael Machina merch amongst the Torontonians here and his fans have come from all over to see him tonight—especially when, through all of the things he’s accomplished, he has yet to win at Pain for Pride!

Flannery McCoy: It is a surprising fact to bring up—but with the way he’s moving, he could be well on his way to securing that win! He now turns his attention over to Drake, who has only been able to roll onto his side after barreling down from that superplex. Michael raises him up—AND DOWN WITH THE GERMAN! That’s the second one!

Stew-O: Michael doesn’t waste time! He drags him up and SENDS HIM DOWN ONCE MORE! That’s three total for this match!

Jake Mercer: And he’s on fire! Drake can barely see where he’s at, but he’s in for a ride as Michael hoists him one more time… THIS TIME DRIVING HIM DOWN WITH A GOURDBUSTER! :yikes: !!

Stew-O: Drake slowly slinks down to the mat, nose already gushing with blood! Parts of his face hit the mat, and Michael doesn’t even bother covering. He rolls him over by Cy, who’s barely moving! Michael heaves, and strides toward the opposite corner…

Jake Mercer: Uh oh…

Flannery McCoy: The fans stand, watching on… AND THEY LOSE IT AS MICHAEL CROUCHES DOWN, GETTING THE ADRENALINE TO COURSE THROUGH HIM AS HIS GAZE NARROWS ON THE TWO ELITISTS IN FRONT!

Michael Machina: (off-mic) GET UP! GET THE HELL UP, SINCE YOU TWO WANNA DRAG THIS WHOLE SHIT DOWN TOGETHER!

(Cy and Drake struggle. Both men are hurt. But… oddly enough, they unintentionally hold onto the other, respective weight shifting into one another as they rise.)

Stew-O: OH MY! CY AND DRAKE ARE UP, AND MICHAEL COMES RAMPAGING THROUGH! ‘BULLET FROM HELL’ CUTS BOTH OF THEM IN HALF AT THE SAME TIME!

Jake Mercer: BANG! TWO-FOR-ONE DEAL! CY AND DRAKE ARE LEVELLED, AND MICHAEL—WAIT! HE’S STACKING THE TWO OF THEM!?

Flannery McCoy: HE IS! COVER ON BOTH MEN AT THE SAME TIME, AND THE REFEREE HONORS IT!

(OOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)

(TWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)

(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)

(And the fans gasp.)

Stew-O: MY GOD!

(Both Cy and Drake’s arms lift from the canvas, stopping the count.)

Jake Mercer: Damn. I thought we were gonna get some yaoi shit with them holding their hands together to do that.

Flannery McCoy: :dababy:

Jake Mercer: …what!? It’s June!

Stew-O: Please stop. Focus on the match in an appropriate manner.

Jake Mercer: :noah: Alright, alright! He didn’t get the win but he has both of them in a troubling predicament—WHOA???

(Drake and Cy both yell out as their raised arms are grabbed and trapped.)

Stew-O: Hang on! Michael traps their arms together between his legs as he fixes them in place—FOR A CROSSFACE! CROSSFACE APPLIED TO THEM AT THE SAME TIME!!

Flannery McCoy: And both Cy and Drake are panicking! The fans are stunned but going crazy at the same time, with some even chanting for them to tap out! Drake’s nails are digging into the ma while Cy is trying to reach out for the ropes instinctively, pain likely making him forget that, aside from not being close enough, there are no rope breaks!

Stew-O: And Michael seems intent on breaking them right here! If they don’t tap, then he’s going to try and make them pass out!

Jake Mercer: Yeah—still, it’s a bit awkward, too! Michael doesn’t have the best grip! But he’s going his best, even looking to adjust the positioning of his hands—until Drake takes it upon himself to CLAW HIS NAILS INTO HIS SHOULDER!

Flannery McCoy: OH! And that’s the shoulder that was hurt earlier, too!

Jake Mercer: You’re, you’re right! It IS! Michael lets go, and he immediately favors that joint! Drake gasps for air; meanwhile, Cy is trying to gain some distance!

Stew-O: What a way for that submission to get broken up! Michael staggers to his feet, and Drake looks to do the same thing! Michael hobbles over, BUT IS HIT WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK! Michael stumbles—AND CY IS UP RIGHT BEHIND HIM! HE SENDS HIM UP AND DOWN WITH THE SPIN-OUT POWERBOMB! THE CHAMPION IS LAID OUT!

(Michael rolls away, hurting once more in his shoulder. Drake brushes off the blood from his nose, whereas Cy regains his balance after nearly falling. Then, both of their eyes land on each other.)

(Hate comes to the surface once more.)

Stew-O: Well, it was only a matter of time! Cy! Drake! The two men glare at one another, and THEY CHARGE!

Jake Mercer: Drake with a punch—and Cy ducks under while taking a grasp of the wrap on his hand!

(RIP!)

Flannery McCoy: Cy manages to undo the left one! Drake is in shock!

Drake King: (off-mic) NO!

Stew-O: Drake tries to punch with the right—

(RIP!)

Stew-O: And that one is also forcibly removed! Drake is stunned! Cy manages to catch him off guard, and knees him in the gut before taking the mace-soaked cloth and WRAPPING IT AROUND HIS EYES! OH MY!

Jake Mercer: :damn: !!

Flannery McCoy: AND DRAKE IS SCREAMING! THAT’S HOW YOU KNOW THE MACE STILL IS STRONG! HE’S FLAILING AROUND, TRYING TO PRY THE FABRIC FROM HIMSELF, BUT CY ISN’T BUDGING ONE BIT! THE FANS ARE LOVING IT! DRAKE IS GETTING A TASTE, OR BURN, OF HIS OWN MEDICINE!

Stew-O: Cy finally lets go, and Drake immediately scrambles out of the ring! Bloodied and blind, he is absolutely beside himself! He shrieks as he nearly tumbles into the barricade but manages to stop!

(And of course, his first instinct is to reach in; to grab a drink which he is able to find.)

Fan: Hey!

Jake Mercer: He just snatches a bottle from an audience member in the front row! He dips his head back, allowing for what appears to be milk to wash over his eyes! Damn, is he lucky!

(The burn still bothers him, but the sting lessens. It doesn’t, however, mitigate the irritation from within, and Drake is trembling with rage.)

Drake King: (off-mic) … that insolent man. I am going to—

Fan: (off-mic) Insolent?! You one to talk! Give me back my baby’s fucking bottle!

Drake King: :jr:

(Drake blinks several times. When his vision clears, he looks at the woman, donning her retro Cy Henderson merch jersey, who is holding her infant child. Her eyes meet Drake with their own measure of fury.)

(Drake blinks again. Looks down. It is, in fact, a baby’s bottle.)

(…)

(…)

Drake King: (off-mic) Okay. This is for the child.

Fan: (off-mic) Yes, jackass.

Drake King: (off-mic) Formula?

Fan: (off-mic) Formula? In this economy?

Fan: https://tenor.com/dea9XTU5eRQ.gif

(Another blink. A nod. Silent acceptance.)

Jake Mercer: wowie.

(Drake calmly returns the baby bottle to her.)

Drake King: (off-mic) I see. Well, nothing wrong with that.

Fan: (off-mic) Mhm.

Drake King: (off-mic) Motherhood is a joy and a blessing, and I am of the belief that mothers help everyone in their own unique way.

Fan: (off-mic) In their own unique way, huh…?

Drake King: (off-mic) Yes.

(Drake nods. He looks like he’s about to blow—until the fan hands the baby off to a friend.)

Fan: (off-mic) Then let me help you out then in my ‘own unique way’, you psychotic, delusional, lying, scheming, fucking jackass.

(She lifts up the undershirt and nursing bra—)

Stew-O: ???

Jake Mercer: AND THE FANS ARE HOWLING OUT IN LAUGHTER AS DRAKE KING GETS BLASTED WITH BREAST MILK TO THE FACE! HE BACKPEDALS AND SHRIEKS SOME MORE!

Flannery McCoy: I—

(The commentary team are in disbelief after that. Drake, panicking, retreats to the ring, where Cy Henderson can only take a look at the fan from that vantage point—)

Cy Henderson: :notbad:

(And acknowledges her with a nod. The fan points at him, and the others around her cheer, hoot, holler and cackle.)

Stew-O: Well. In all my years signed here in EAW, I have never, in my career, seen a fan utilize their own breast milk as a weapon against a talent. I am in utter disbelief.

Jake Mercer: …

Flannery McCoy: … ‘utter’ disbelief, huh?

Stew-O: That—

(The commentary team then burst out laughing. Like, on-the-verge-of-tears laughing. They quickly compose themselves, especially in time as the fans roar once Cy has him up, trying to undo his own bemused expression in the process.)

Stew-O: Ahahahaha! A-and Cy Henderson has Drake up, before he SENDS HIM DOWN WITH THE MICHINOKU DRIVER! WAIT—’PHANTOM DEATH’!! HE HITS IT!! HE HITS IT!!

(That definitely gets their attention back to full center.)

Jake Mercer: OH, SHIT! You’re right! It connects, and Drake is all laid out!

(Drake stares up at the ceiling.)

(He hears the laughs from the fans.)

(He hears his heart thumping hard, but slow.)

(And he can hear remnants from last year’s match—wood splintering, gasps rising, and Cy Henderson, from all the way at the top, looking at his bloodied visage…)

(Cy Henderson…)

(…)

Cy Henderson: (off-mic) Look at you.

(Drake’s irises tremble, shifting slowly towards Cy who stands above him.)

Cy Henderson: (off-mic) This is what happens when you fill your own head up with all sorts of bullshit. Do you see how these people don’t take you seriously, Drake? How you had to rely on a cowardly pre-match measure to even get me and Michael thrown off our game in the slightest bit?

(His teeth grit together. By then, Drake can no longer hear anyone, or anything, else but the man he so despises.)

Cy Henderson: (off-mic) Once, you were respected. People always said your ego was your own enemy, but this season? Wow. You really outdid yourself. All because you couldn’t be a damn man, own up to your mistake, and now, you want to think there’s this grand conspiracy… against you?

(Cy shakes his head, disgust tightening his face. Reaching over, he latches on to a thick, painful clump of Drake’s hair.)

Cy Henderson: (off-mic) You did this to yourself. All of it.

(He forces him up.)

Cy Henderson: (off-mic) And you have ruined everything. Your career. Your reputation. Your chances of winning this match. EVERYTHING, Drake.

(…)

(He does not say anything.)

(Cy scoffs.)

Cy Henderson: (off-mic) If only you learned to shut up a lot sooner.

(And with that, Cy does not waste any further time.)

Stew-O: ‘RISING TIDE’! THE BURNING HAMMER SPIRALS DRAKE KING DOWN, AND CY CRAWLS OVER, HOOKING THE LEG!

(OOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)

(…)

(TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!)

(…)

(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)

(…)

(…)

(CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!)

Stew-O: OH MY GOD! MOONSAULT FROM THE TOP FROM MICHAEL MACHINA BREAKS THE PIN UP!

(The fans are shocked, but in a pleasant manner. Many of them are up on their feet, roaring in approval for the death-defying maneuver from Michael Machina. The champion holds onto his stomach, whereas Cy, his back once again the recipient of brutality, rolls away and flails around against the mat.)

Cy Henderson: (off-mic) DAMN IT!

Stew-O: THE CHAMPION HAS BROUGHT HIMSELF BACK INTO THIS CONTEST JUST WHEN WE THOUGHT THE ENDING WAS NEAR! CY’S SPINE HAS TO BE DUST AT THIS RATE! MEANWHILE, DRAKE ISN’T MOVING! NONE AT ALL!

Jake Mercer: It was an impressive thing for him to pull off! He saw his chance, quietly recovering and mapping out the situation! Michael didn’t want anyone to forget about him, but he made staying in the background worth it!

(And Cy is enraged. He tries getting up, spotting Michael who is working back up to his two feet.)

Cy Henderson: You BASTARD! I WAS GOING TO WIN!

(Michael… cocks his head to the side. Then, a snort; humorless and curt.)

Michael Machina: (off-mic) Damn. You’re sounding a lot like him now.

(A brief gesture toward Drake—and the comparison livens Cy’s blood up with heat.)

Cy Henderson: (off-mic) I’m NOTHING like that fucker!

Stew-O: Cy wobbles up, but Michael is right there and CUTS HIM IN HALF! ‘BULLET FROM HELL’!

Jake Mercer: Another spear by the champion, and it could bring him towards the pathway of not only retaining here tonight, but securing his first Pain for Pride win!

Flannery McCoy: Michael covers! The referee slides down, counting! Will this be it!?

(OOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)

(…)

(TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!)

(…)

(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)

(…)

(…)

Stew-O: NO! NO! KICKOUT BY CY HENDERSON!

Jake Mercer: WOW! WHAT!? HOW WAS HE ABLE TO GET OUT OF THAT!? MICHAEL HAD HIM DEAD TO RIGHTS AND DIDN’T WASTE TIME!

Flannery McCoy: I don’t know! Personal ambitions and stakes, I suppose! But whatever it is that is heightening his willpower, it’s working, because this match is STILL on—and that means that Michael’s win is still some ways away!

(The champion sits up and sighs. It’s hard for him not be frustrated when he had it perfectly executed. He knows Cy is tought—that goes without saying—but after everything, he was close. So close. It just wasn’t enough.)

(Still, Michael knows better than to lose his cool, and throughout the match, he has seen for himself how both Cy and Drake’s tempers have gotten in their own way. To devolve his composure in a similar fashion would only lead him to a fate he does not wish to repeat. So, he gathers himself, regains an even measure of breathing, and stands. Once again, he checks his shoulder.)

(After confirming his body can continue, Michael takes charge as the champion.)

Stew-O: Michael had a bit of disappointment, but he’s able to reformat and get his head back in the game. He takes Cy, and TOSSES HIM IN BETWEEN THE ROPES INTO THE STEEL POST! CY HANGS OFF AWKWARDLY, AND NOW HIS SHOULDER MIGHT BE COMPROMISED IN THIS!

Jake Mercer: :lupe: !! This match is getting ugly quickly! Cy slinks out to the outside flooring, whereas Michael has his attention now turned to the seemingly blank-faced Drake King! He hasn’t moved a single inch, and this time, that is without any exaggeration!

Stew-O: Michael takes a brief pause, almost as if he’s unsure if this is becauseDrake is in genuine pain, or if this is some sort of act. However, he cannot afford to let appearances to fool him; not at this stage, and not when the World Heavyweight Championship is at stake.

Flannery McCoy: Yeah. He doesn’t seem intent on wasting any more time. No haste or fear as he approaches Drake, and leads him up—

(CRACK!)

Stew-O: DRAKE KING JUST SLAPPED MICHAEL MACHINA ACROSS THE FACE!

(Michael’s head snaps to the side. The sound echoes throughout the arena, drawing a collective gasp from the audience. Drake does not follow up immediately. He simply stares at Michael through the tangled strands of hair hanging over his eyes.)

Flannery McCoy: That wasn’t even an attempt at a wrestling move. Drake just slapped him!

Jake Mercer: And look at Michael! He looks more insulted than hurt!

(Michael slowly turns his head back toward Drake. His jaw tightens. Drake’s lips twitch faintly—not enough to form a smile, but enough to make clear that the strike achieved precisely what he wanted.)

Michael Machina: (off-mic) You want an actual fight now, you stupid fuck?

(Drake does not answer.)

(Michael steps forward—)

Stew-O: DRAKE WITH ANOTHER SLAP!

(CRACK!)

Flannery McCoy: AND ANOTHER!

(CRACK!)

Jake Mercer: MICHAEL TRIES TO GRAB HIM, BUT DRAKE DUCKS UNDERNEATH—AND HE DRIVES HIS SHOULDER INTO MICHAEL’S INJURED ARM!

Stew-O: The champion recoils, clutching his shoulder! Drake finally springs into motion, rushing Michael into the ropes and hammering him with repeated forearms! Blow after blow, all concentrated on that ONE singular spot that he was able to exploit for his benefit!

Flannery McCoy: Michael is trying to cover up, but Drake is attacking from every possible angle! The ribs! The jaw! That damaged shoulder!

Jake Mercer: HE’S NOT EVEN AIMING ANYMORE! HE’S JUST HITTING WHATEVER HE CAN REACH!

Stew-O: Michael manages to shove him away with the good arm! Drake stumbles backward, nearly falling, but throws himself forward again before he has fully regained his footing—AND MICHAEL CATCHES HIM! HE POWERS HIM OVERHEAD WITH THE BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX, AND DRAKE ROLLS TOWARD THE CORNER!

Flannery McCoy: That should create some separation! Michael needed that badly!

(Michael remains on one knee, grimacing as he rotates his aching shoulder. Across from him, Drake uses the turnbuckles to drag himself upright. His legs tremble beneath him. His breathing has become ragged, yet his gaze remains fixed entirely upon the champion.)

(There is no calculation behind it now. Only resentment.)

Jake Mercer: Drake is back up already!

Stew-O: MICHAEL CHARGES FOR THE CORNER—BUT DRAKE MOVES! MICHAEL COLLIDES SHOULDER-FIRST WITH THE TURNBUCKLE!

(CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!)

Crowd: :damn: :damn: :damn: !!!

Jake Mercer: GOODNESS! MICHAEL STAGGERS BACKWARDS, BUT DRAKE IS RIGHT THERE, GRABBING THE BACK OF HIS HEAD—

(THUD!)

Jake Mercer: AND HE’S SLAMMING HIS FACE INTO THE PADDING!

(THUD!)

(THUD!)

(THUD!)

(THUD!)

(THUD!)

(Michael sinks down against the corner, one knee touching the canvas. Drake steps backward. His hands shake beside him, fingers curling and uncurling as he stares at Michael’s lowered head.)

Flannery McCoy: Jeez. Nothing was pretty about that. Michael is weak; more than likely seeing some stars and feeling a buzz in his head after that onslaught. Yet, Drake is not satisfied. Dangerous intent crosses through his darkened eyes as he steps back, getting ready to dash forward!

Stew-O: Drake runs in—BICYCLE KNEE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! MICHAEL’S HEAD GETS CRUSHED IN BETWEEN IT AND THE PADDING! Drake loops his arm around the champion as he rolls them backwards, and LIFTS HIM UP FOR A BRIDGING GERMAN SUPLEX! However, he does NOT maintain the pin! He gets back up, and backpedals into the corner, eyeing Michael down like a hawk ready to sink its talons into meat!

Jake Mercer: He smells blood, and through the coopery haze, some gold! Michael is weak! He gets to his hands and knees, unable to stand up entirely!

Flannery McCoy: The fans boo, but Drake is ready! He closes in, and leaps up! CURB STOMP! ‘JUDGMENT DAY’!!

(The fans are at a loss for words by then.)

(There’s no more mockery or scorn from them.)

(Not when Drake props Michael up one more time.)

Stew-O: Wait… is he—he’s going for another one!?

Jake Mercer: No way.

Flannery McCoy: He is! Michael slumps back down, but his head lifts—if not out of spite or instinct! But Drake eyes him down with that blank stare!

(Drake doesn’t say anything. He simply shakes his head and charges back in.)

Stew-O: TWO! TWO! BACK-TO-BACK ‘JUDGMENT DAY’S!!! MICHAEL IS LAID OUT! AND DRAKE…

(…)

Jake Mercer: … Drake doesn’t even turn him properly. He just used his feet to kick him onto his back before dropping down. The leg is hooked!

(OOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)

(…)

(TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!)

(…)

(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)

(…)

(…)

(…)

Stew-O: DRAKE KING! DRAKE KING!

(CRAAAAAACK!)

Jake Mercer: ## GETS BLASTED WITH A STEEL CHAIR TO THE BACK, COURTESY OF CY HENDERSON!

(Cy breathes heavily, tossing the chair which is bent down to the mat. Drake rolls over, hands clenched into fists while pain courses all throughout. Michael, meanwhile, can only afford to loll his head in the moment, unconsciousness dancing along the front of his mind.)

Stew-O: And what a way for Cy Henderson to return! His left arm is slack, but he was able to use that chair to break up the pin! Now, he rolls back outside, completely zoned in! He looks underneath the apron skirt—

(And a table is pulled.)

Jake Mercer: :damn: !! Just like last year! He’s intent on not only winning, but making sure Drake King gets the memo clear that his ghosts will always haunt him—and Michael Machina will, unfortunately, be a casualty of war here!

Flannery McCoy: All it takes is one move, and one mistake, which is what set off this whole thing in the first place! Memories still fresh, wounds still unhealed, Cy is looking to pry everything open once more in order to win!

Stew-O: Cy Henderson slides that table into the ring, and he follows it back inside! That damaged left arm is hanging nearly uselessly at his side, but somehow, someway, he is still forcing those legs open!

Jake Mercer: He’s setting it up near the corner! Cy is fighting through every ounce of pain in that shoulder because he has something catastrophic in mind for Drake King!

Flannery McCoy: Drake is still down, and Cy is grabbing him by the hair! He forces Drake onto his knees before driving one knee into the stomach!

Stew-O: A second knee connects! AND A THIRD! Drake is folded over, struggling to breathe, and Cy Henderson is looking directly at that table! He takes him over to the corner and sets him up at the top! I think we all know where this is headed!

Jake Mercer: We sure do, along with the fans! An awfully-familiar sight, as Cy and Drake are at the top—but this time, in the same mirror as last year! Cy begins to shift, and…

Jake Mercer: …oh shit.

Flannery McCoy: :lupe: !!

Stew-O: At the top! He’s looking for the ‘Rising Tide,’ and if he can hit the Burning Hammer through the table, this might be the end of everything for Drake King AND Michael Machina! The world heavyweight title will leave Pain for Pride with Cy Henderson once more!

Jake Mercer: I don’t know how he’s even able to bring Drake up with that weight pressing down on his shoulder, but he’s doing it! The fans rise! Cameras are flashing, and Drake King’s downfall is imminent!

(…)

(Cy yells.)

Stew-O: DRAKE KING IS BITING HIS FOREHEAD!

(Blood quickly seeps out from the flesh, shocking everyone.)

Jake Mercer: DAMN! All that blood, and Drake isn’t done! He digs his nails in, further intensifying everything! Just buried deep into that open cut!

Flannery McCoy: Cy is dazed! Drake quickly slinks off of his shoulders, switching over to the front of Cy! Cy tries to punch him as blood soaks his eyes, but Drake CRACKS him with a headbutt!

Stew-O: Another headbutt lands!

Jake Mercer: Jesus! ANOTHER ONE AS WELL!

Flannery McCoy: And Cy… he’s weakened! His arms have fallen to his sides, and Drake King is screaming directly into his face!

(Bloodied hands, gripping his face, and Drake lets one year’s worth of rage rush out of his lungs.)

Drake King: # (off-mic) THAT TITLE WAS ALWAYS MINE!!!

Crowd: :damn: :damn: :damn:

Jake Mercer: DRAKE HOOKS BOTH OF CY’S ARMS!

Flannery McCoy: NO! HE’S SETTING UP FOR THAT PEDIGREE FROM THE TOP ROPE! CY IS TRYING TO PULL FREE, BUT DRAKE HAS BOTH ARMS SECURED! THERE IS NOWHERE FOR CY HENDERSON TO GO!

Jake Mercer: HE’S TRAPPED! DRAKE LEAPS—

(CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSHHHH!)

Stew-O: ## ‘ASCENSION’!!!

(Cy lays within the broken heap of wood.)

(More of the fans are stunned into silence.)

(Drake’s chest rises and falls rapidly. His energy is waning. He rolls away from the carnage and towards the corner. Everything is brought back to the surface—but this time, those past images are replaced with the present ones that see Cy replacing him.)

(For the first time in the match, he smiles.)

(A sick, twisted curl of the lips brings forth an unsettling smile from Drake King.)

Stew-O: THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE! CY IS DOWN! MICHAEL IS STILL DOWN AS WELL!

(Michael stirs. Hands and knees. Crawling.)

(His shoulder aches. His body trembles. Drake sees this.)

(Cy stirs somewhat onto his side—but it’s clear he is unable to get up. Not anymore.)

Stew-O: Drake’s eyes have a dark look to them! The Messiah internalizes everything, and it seems he has one last punishment to dish out to both man!

(That, he does.)

(With one final scream, he runs in—)

Jake Mercer: HE LEAPS UP AND SENDS MICHAEL’S FACE DOWN FOR THE THIRD TIME WITH ‘JUDGMENT DAY’!!

(And his momentum carries forward, as he brings himself towards Cy—)

Flannery McCoy: — # ‘BOOK OF DRISTANITY’!!!

Stew-O: DRAKE KING JUST TOOK THE BOTH OF THEM OUT!! HE NEARLY TUMBLES OVER, BUT HE ELECTS TO DRAG CY AWAY FROM THE DEBRIS AND COVERS HIM!

(OOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)

(TWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)

(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)

(DING! DING! DING!)

(‘When Darkness Falls’ by Killswitch Engage blares out. The fans immediately boo, shock no longer paralyzing them. Disgust, anger and the like fill their beings, unable to accept who the final bell favors.)

(But reality has struck. Years without a world championship does not haunt him any longer.)

(Drake King, once more, gets to stand on top of the world with gold in his possession.)

Stephie Love: Here is your winner… AAAAAAANNNNND NEEEEEEWWWW EAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… DRAAAAAAAAAKE KIIIIIIIIIIIING!

(The boos turn hostile upon Stephie Love’s final confirmation.)

Stew-O: He did it! Even with the doubts, even with the hate, Drake King was able to undo what has tortured him for a year! While arguments can be made about whether or not his behavior was even justified, Drake said he wanted to correct the embarrassment he was subjected to, and he did. We’ve seen a new side to him, and it paid off.

Jake Mercer: Wow. Just speechless. Drake was the most violent, angry and cutthroat he’s ever been. Michael and Cy weren’t lambs awaiting their slaughter, however. Cy brought the fight, as he always does, and Michael made sure that he was still the centerpiece. The champion took both men to task. Cy mirrored everyone’s energy. It just wasn’t enough for either of them, and tonight, Drake King is a world heavyweight champion once more for Dynasty!

Flannery McCoy: He is. He’ll be entering SZN 20 at the top of the world–and we heard it from him: it’s where he was meant to be. Congratulations to Drake King.

(When Drake is extended the championship, he snatches it away. He rolls out of the ring, where fans boo and even begin to try and pelt him with garbage. The blood is caked on his face, mingling with sweat.)

(He walks up to the stage. Pyro and confetti explode.)

(…)

(He does not celebrate.)

(With the championship in his hands, he looks at the ring one last time. Cy remains out; Michael holds his arm, groaning. Both men are battered.)

(Drake’s adrenaline leaves him.)

(He collapses to his knees. Head bows. And while the world reacts with so much force it feels as if the arena may crumble, Drake finds himself on stable ground once again. That is the closing shot, before Pain for Pride fades to commercials.)

(A commercial plays for UberEats, featuring Milli Banks using Bronson Daniels’ abs as a plate to eat her wings.)

(The graphic for the next match is shown.)

( https://i.imgur.com/y5cEFFT.png )

Gina Romano: The following contest is scheduled for…

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Gina Romano: And that one fall will count…

Crowd: ANYWHERE!!!

( “Pins & Needles” by Birthday Massacre hits to boos from the crowd.)

Gina Romano: Introducing first from Bucharest, Romania, she is the “Pretty Little Devil” CIRRRRRRRRRRRRCEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

(Circe makes her way out to the stage wearing a doll face mask which she slowly removes to show elaborate looking devil makeup on her face. The crowd boos heavily as Circe poses on stage waiting for her partner’s arrival.)

Gavin Kirkland: CIRCE <3 <3 <3

Deadprez: She will murder you Gavin.

Gavin Kirkland: I think she’s even badder than Minerva personally.

Deadprez: Minerva will also murder you Gavin.

( “Ay Dieguito” by Calle 24 hits to even louder boos from the crowd. )

Gina Romano: And her partner from Arlington, Texas he is the “Hardest Ese Ever”… DIEGO MONTANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

(Diego Montana makes his way out to the ramp as he approaches Circe with a look of lust in his eyes. Diego gets down on one knee as Circe extends a hand out for him to hold and he plants a respectful kiss down on her hand.)

Sienna Swann: I need a man to treat me the way Daddy Diego does Circe sweetie. A real man!

Gavin Kirkland: I got you!

(Gavin Kirkland attempts to take Sienna’s hand but she quickly pulls it away from him.)

Sienna Swann: Ew.

Deadprez: Circe is a relative newcomer here in EAW but she obviously comes from one of the most prestigious pedigrees any EAW Elitist could come from. She is the sister of the new EAW Universal Women’s Champion and you have to imagine that the family would like to add another win to their Pain for Pride record this year.

(“I Was Made for Lovin’ You” by KISS hits to cheers from the crowd.)

Gina Romano: And their opponents… first from Kansas City, Missouri she is “The Girl Next Door” CYNTHIAAAAAAAAA VALICEEEEEEEEEE!!!

(Cynthia Valice rushes out onto the stage hyping up the crowd as she steps out into Pain for Pride looking emotional to be here. She waits on the ramp for the arrival of her tag team partner.)

( ‘Kendrick, Clae & Cole’ by Marqus Clae hits to cheers from the crowd!!! )

Gina Romano: And her partner from Detroit, Michigan… THIS… IS…. NICK!!!!!!!!!

(NICK struts out onto stage looking Cynthia Valice in the eyes. They pound fists before walking down the ramp with a purpose making a beeline for the ring.)

Deadprez: Big night tonight for all of these competitors as they all make their Pain for Pride debuts in this Falls Count Anywhere. A very dangerous environment to be making your Pain for Pride debut but it is also a good opportunity for them to make a big impact.

Gavin Kirkland: I still think that Cynthia should have chosen me as her partner instead of NICK.

Sienna Swann: But Gavin sweetie… you can’t wrestle… NICK can wrestle… very well actually.

Gavin Kirkland: You have a point… but still…

Deadprez: NICK has had excessive beef with Diego and the same can be said for Circe and Cynthia. This thing has hit a boiling point in recent weeks and it was decided that it was really in the best interest of everyone to just throw all of these people into a Falls Count Anywhere match and let them murder each other.

Gavin Kirkland: That’s how we do in EAW.

Sienna Swann: How barbaric…

Deadprez: This thing all started when Circe decided to make Cynthia Valice the target of her sadistic torture and torment for months… I still don’t know why she did it. Just like I don’t know what Diego sees in her.

Gavin Kirkland: I mean… she’s kinda fine…

Sienna Swann: Is that all that matters Gavin?

Gavin Kirkland: I mean… yes…

Deadprez: I disagree. Passion and determination for the business is what is really important! I think that we will see that in this match tonight. NICK and Cynthia are fully focused on their careers and making an impact and their hard work will not be stopped by these weirdos like Circe and Diego who really just need to get a room.

Sienna Swann: Dead… you’ve worked with Gavin for how many years… you should really be more used to open displays of affection by now sweetie…

Deadprez: … I will never get used to it… especially from Gavin.

Gavin Kirkland: Nah don’t listen to him Sienna. Dead is becoming more and more like me every night!

Deadprez: :whoa: !

(DING! DING! DING!)

Deadprez: We are underway and the action is about to begin!-

Gavin Kirkland: Wait it looks like Diego Montana has a microphone! Let’s all be quiet and listen to him speak!

Sienna Swann: I see we are not going to be getting to the wrestling anytime soon…

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Diego Montana: Callate pendejos! I have something to say!

Crowd: # BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Deadprez: Cynthia Valice and NICK look very annoyed as they grab steel chairs from outside the ring and slide back in looking to throw down.

Diego Montana: Woah hold up. Is this really the way you want to play this cabrones? This is Falls Count Anywhere but the way I see it amigos this doesn’t have to go down this way. You see Falls Count ANYWHERE includes inside the ring. So let’s have a nice clean contest inside the ring worthy of Pain for Pride. Let’s shake on it and then get to the rest holds. We all promise that we won’t leave the ring at all tonight right?

(Diego Montana extends his hand towards Cynthia Valice and NICK-)

(CLANG!)

Gavin Kirkland: Oh no! Diego’s attempt to make a deal didn’t work! Cynthia and NICK swung the chairs at the same time and took him out with a Conchairto!

Sienna Swann: Circe looks appalled as she charges in with a Superkick knocking the chair out of Cynthia Valice’s hands. NICK comes at her from behind with the chair however and hits Circe across the back!

(CLANG!)

Deadprez: Circe goes down as well as Cynthia Valice gets back up as she and NICK have obtained an early advantage here. Cynthia goes for her chair but Circe reaches back on the ground and grabs it first! Cynthia grabs the other side and they are both trying to yank the chair away from each other.

Gavin Kirkland: But NICK swings the chair in hitting Circe in the back of the head!

(CLANG!)

Sienna Swann: Cynthia Valice gets the chair as she takes position over Diego Montana while NICK takes position over Circe! These two are going to town!

(CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!)

Deadprez: The crowd is loving every minute of it as Diego and Circe get what they deserve from Cynthia and NICK! Cynthia is taking out months of rage and frustration caused by Circe’s torment out on her tonight at Pain for Pride! This match might not last long at this rate. Diego might even get his wish of this match never leaving the ring if they can put them away quickly.

Gavin Kirkland: Cynthia slides into a cover on Circe!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

Referee: THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE-

Sienna Swann: No! A kickout! Looks like it is going to take more than a steel chair to end this match. I think the fans are lowkey happy about this as their bloodlust has not nearly been sated here tonight.

Crowd: WE WANT TABLES! :clap: :clap: :clap: WE WANT TABLES! :clap: :clap: :clap:

Deadprez: Ask and you shall receive! NICK is sliding out of the ring now and looking for a table under the ring!

(NICK finds a glass table under the ring and pulls it out and slides it into the ring.)

Gavin Kirkland: Wait! Circe just kicked Cynthia into NICK on the apron as he was getting back into the ring! NICK falls out of the ring!!

Sienna Swann: Cynthia Valice rushes in and nails Circe across the skull with the steel chair. Cynthia then turns to the corner and props the glass table up against the turnbuckle!-

Deadprez: But wait Diego Montana just kicked her from behind with a Running Dropkick sending Cynthia right into the glass table!!!-

Gavin Kirkland: No! Cynthia managed to stop herself before going through the glass table! She turns around and rushes Diego with the steel chair!-

Sienna Swann: But this time Diego is smart enough to duck it! Cynthia misses wildly with the steel chair and drops it as Circe grabs her by the hair from behind and ragdolls her in between the ropes! Circe hooks the neck of Cynthia propping her up between the middle ropes and then dropping her down hard with a devastating Elevated DDT! Circe to the cover!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Deadprez: But only two as Cynthia Valice kicks out real fast. Diego then grabs the chair and it looks like he is going to give Cynthia a taste of her own medicine! He raises the chair up high-

Gavin Kirkland: But NICK is back up on the apron and grabs the chair before Diego can bring it down! NICK steals the chair right out from under Diego! He jabs Diego in the face with the leg of the chair as Circe comes rushing in!

Sienna Swann: NICK jabs the chair into the gut of Circe as he gets back into the ring and slams the chair down hard across her back! Diego then turns around holding his eye as NICK lays him out with the chair as well! Damn NICK is a pro with that chair.

Deadprez: NICK has clearly been undergoing steel chair training this week in preparation of this matchup. Cynthia now grabbing a chair as well as she props Circe up against the glass table in the corner. Cynthia then rushes in with the chair!-

Gavin Kirkland: But Circe gets her boot up and kicks Cynthia in the gut! Cynthia falls back as Circe takes the chair and hits her in the gut! NICK then charges in! But Diego grabs him from behind into a School Boy rollup!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Sienna Swann: I prefer fruit rollups tbh. But that was a quick kickout by NICK. Diego grabs the chair as NICK gets back up and hits him hard in the arm. Circe then hits him in the face with the chair as NICK falls out of the ring. Cynthia then grabs her chair from behind but Diego rushes in with a chair shot knocking her out of the ring as well. Circe then goes after her opponents outside the ring looking to do more damage.

(However, as Circe begins to leave the rin-)

Diego Montana: (off-mic) No Circe! We promised we wouldn’t leave the ring! We don’t need to stoop to their level. Come on let’s focus on pure chain wrestling in honor of Pain for Pride mi amor…

Circe: (off-mic) Nah fuck that. These bitches about to get this work!

Deadprez: There is nothing that Diego can do as Circe leaves the ring and begins hitting their opponents with the steel chair! Reluctantly Diego leaves the ring as well grimacing in pain as his boot touches the floor. Bro is acting like this is a Grand Rampage match and he is getting eliminated by doing this. Come on Diego time to sack up.

Gavin Kirkland: NICK takes advantage of Diego’s reluctance to step out of the ring and rushes him slamming him back first into the commentary table.

Sienna Swann: NICK slams into Diego repeatedly ramming him into the commentary table. Until Circe runs up on him from behind and whips him hard into the steel steps. Cynthia then runs in charging at Circe at full speed! But Diego steps in the way with a Leg Sweep sending Cynthia head first into the steel steps right next to NICK. Circe then follows up with a Curb Stomp to the back of the head of Cynthia. Circe then tosses Cynthia head first into the crowd taking out several fans before wiping her hands clean of the situation.

Circe: (off-mic) She’s done!

Deadprez: Now NICK is in a bad place as Circe and Diego are hovering around him. NICK turns around as Diego plants his boot down hard stomping him into the ring steps!

(CLANG!)

Gavin Kirkland: No! NICK moved out the way and Diego just slammed his foot down hard into the steps hurting his own self! Diego yelps out in pain as NICK rolls over across the floor to the barricade! Circe rushes in panicking with a running punch but NICK ducks beneath!-

Sienna Swann: NICK tosses Circe up over his head sending her flying over into the crowd! Circe just flew into the crowd and took out a few more of the fans! NICK then jumps up onto the barricade and leaps across taking out Circe with a Flying Crossbody!!!

(The referee is shown doing a backflip over the barricade to make it in time as NICK goes for the cover on Circe.)

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-

Deadprez: But Diego Montana hops the barricade just in time to yank the referee off Circe and save the match for his team! This is a Falls Count Anywhere match and we just got the first taste of that with a pinfall in the middle of the EAW audience. They are getting a front row seat of the action even closer than front row!

Fan: (off-mic) You’re trash Diego! Fuck off pinche basura! You ain’t shit!

(A fan gets up in Diego Montana’s face and spits hard right in his eyes.)

Diego Montana: (off-mic) Ahhh what the hell? Ahh?

Sienna Swann: The unwashed masses of our EAW fans are disgusting! Especially in Canada! Leave Diego alone!

(Circe shoves down the unhinged EAW fan as they are dragged off by security. She then turns back towards NICK-)

Gavin Kirkland: Wait look out! Cynthia Valice just leapt out of a group of EAW fans! I didn’t even know she was back up! She just tackled Circe to the ground and is now punching the shit out of her!

Sienna Swann: Diego rushes in after wiping the saliva off his forehead but NICK just smashed a fan’s beer can over his skull! The camera is covered in beer! This is wrong! You should all be straight edge like CM Banks!

Deadprez: NICK then grabs Diego and hurls him over a railing towards the arena stairs. NICK throws Diego down several flights of stairs with Diego’s skull bouncing off each step as he goes down. Diego pulls himself up and spins around dazed and confused-

Gavin Kirkland: Here comes NICK! NICK is sliding down the stair railings towards Diego! NICK with a Clothesline off the railing just turned Diego inside out! Diego just got cooked!

Sienna Swann: Diego has truly fallen off more than I thought possible. Maybe he should retire and join Roberto De La Rosa on Spanish commentary.

(Roberto is seen glaring at Sienna from the Spanish commentary table next to her.)

Deadprez: Cynthia is going to down on Circe as they continue to brawl in the sea of EAW fans. These Canadians are running out of the way trying to avoid the violence as Circe gets up to her feet. Circe grabs a purse off a fan and whips it into the skull of Cynthia. Unfortunately it didn’t seem to have much effect. There must not have been anything too solid in there.

Gavin Kirkland: Cynthia grabs the purse and throws it away before whipping it back around wrapping the strap around the neck of Circe! Cynthia is now strangling Circe out right here in the middle of the EAW crowd! These sick bloodthirsty fans are actually enjoying it!

Fan: (off-mic) YES! KILL HER! END HER CAREER BEFORE WE END UP WITH A SECOND MINERVA!!!

Fan: (off-mic) No! Stop! I love her! Circe I have all your EAW photoshoots in my phone! I am holding out hope you will start an OnlyFans one day! Ahhh stop Cynthia stop!

Sienna Swann: Some of these fans are a little too invested. But I can’t blame them as Circe is now fading and falling to the ground. Cynthia finally lets go as Circe is motionless before lifting her up in the air-

Deadprez: CYNTHIA JUST DROPPED CIRCE RIGHT ON THE ARENA FLOOR WITH A SIT DOWN PILEDRIVER!!!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Gavin Kirkland: I heard a cracking noise! I think Circe’s neck may have just been broken here tonight in Toronto!

Sienna Swann: Cynthia Valice flips Circe over as she crawls to the pin. Some of Circe’s fans are shown throwing trash at them as the floor has been covered in debris from the brawling.

Deadprez: The cover!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Referee: THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

Referee: …

Referee: ..

Referee: .

Deadprez: No! The kickout! I thought Circe may have been paralyzed there so I am shocked she was able to kick out even without Diego coming to help.

Gavin Kirkland: Where even is Diego anyway?

(The camera cuts to Diego still lying down on the ground suffering from the beating he is taking at the hands of NICK. NICK dumps an arena trash can on top of him covering him with garbage to the point that you can’t even see Diego anymore as he is completely covered by the trash pile.)

Deadprez: Damn Diego really getting buried tonight. Wait why is NICK looking up?

(NICK is shown turning around as he looks up above the arena stairs. Fans are yelling and pointing as he sees something.)

Deadprez: Oh no… NICK is climbing now up above the arena tunnel! That’s like a ten foot drop or some shit. Maybe even twenty or thirty feet!!??

Gavin Kirkland: I think it’s more like two hundred feet!

Sienna Swann: You are a dumbass bro.

Deadprez: It’s high as fuck okay? Can we all agree on that at least?

Gavin Kirkland: I’m high as fuck. I can agree on that.

Sienna Swann: :wtf:

Deadprez: Well… NICK is climbing up there! He’s going high risk! Diego is still trapped under that pile of trash! He doesn’t know what’s going on! The crowd is going insane and Circe is still down from that Piledriver to the cement floor so there’s no way she can help him out!

Gavin Kirkland: Only I can save him! Hold on Diego… I’m comin’!

Sienna Swann: Sit down now… sweetie.

Gavin Kirkland: O… of course my darling…

Deadprez: NICK is at the top of the arena tunnel! He’s looking around the crowd who is egging him on! He runs off the tunnel and leaps towards the pile of trash that Diego is trapped beneath!!!

Gavin Kirkland: NICK WITH A SWANTON BOMB FROM ABOVE!!! HE JUST SACRIFICED HIS LIFE AND CAME CRASHING DOWN ONTO DIEGO!!!

Crowd: APPFAJOSPJ$_AOJSOFPJASOP$JPOSAJFPOAJFPOAS

Deadprez: Massive success from NICK as he got all of it… I think… He landed on the pile of trash that Diego is inside of… So I assume Diego got hit by some of that too? It’s hard to tell…

Sienna Swann: Damn NICK with a show stealing maneuver there as the crowd is running around in circles hyped up by what they have just seen! They literally cannot even believe it! This is crazy!

(A replay is shown of NICK’s death defying stunt crushing Diego Montana here at Pain for Pride.)

Deadprez: NICK adding a Pain for Pride moment to his career highlight reel right there no doubt no doubt.

Gavin Kirkland: And now Cynthia Valice is dragging Circe by the hair through the crowd. She goes to check on NICK who is not moving after his dive. She tosses Circe down the stairs through the tunnel to the inside of the arena. Cynthia tries to wake up NICK but to no avail. He is out cold!

Sienna Swann: It looks like it is up to Cynthia now to put this match away for her team. NICK did his part by eliminating Diego from contention and now this thing is basically a one on one showdown.

Deadprez: Cynthia Valice heads down the stairs and throws Circe into the wall of the hallway. Circe stumbles backwards and falls through the doors into the concessions area at the entrance area of the arena. Fans are shown yelling and running around to film the altercation.

Gavin Kirkland: Cynthia throws Circe over a ticket booth knocking everything over and sending her sprawling out onto the floor.

Sienna Swann: You know… There’s still a glass table in the ring. And now they are fighting in the backstage area… Are we going to get back to that or…

Deadprez: ???

Sienna Swann: I mean sweetie… if you introduce a glass table into the match… it has to get used at some point right?

Deadprez: I don’t know… not really?

Sienna Swann: twiches in annoyance

Gavin Kirkland: Umm… I’m really concerned because Cynthia just dragged Circe behind the counter at McDonald’s in the concessions area. She’s dragging her face towards the boiling hot fryer… Oh no…

Circe: (off-mic) NO!

Deadprez: Circe fights back by grabbing a spatula off the counter and jabs it into the ear of Cynthia! Cynthia screams in pain as the spatula appears to be stuck inside her ear. She tries to pull it out but screams and it seems it is stuck.

Circe: (off-mic) That’s a good look for you Cynthia. But you know what? I think I can make you look a little better!

Gavin Kirkland: No! Look out!

Deadprez: Circe just grabbed the boiling hot grease pan and flung the grease at the face of Cynthia Valice!!!

Cynthia Valice: (off-mic) AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Deadprez: OH GOD!!!

Gavin Kirkland: She moved out of the way!

Sienna Swann: But some of it still got on her!

(Cynthia Valice dove out of the way and avoided the worst of the burning grease but some of it got her on the back of her leg as she dove away. The grease is so hot it melts several holes in her ring tights on contact, burning the skin beneath.)

Deadprez: Well that’s not good but it could have been so much worse… What the hell is wrong with Circe? She’s a crazy bitch!

Sienna Swann: She sure is and we love her for it.

(Circe laughs as she stalks towards Cynthia on the ground. She grabs a bag of fries and dumps it over Cynthia’s head. She then hands the bag to Cynthia on the ground and pats her on the head while smirking.)

Circe: (off-mic) Go ahead Cynthia. Do what you were born to do. Pick up all of these fries off the floor and put them in the bag.

Cynthia Valice: (off-mic) No!

Circe: (off-mic) Do it.

Cynthia Valice: (off-mic) I won’t do it.

Circe: (off-mic) …

Deadprez: Circe kicks Cynthia Valice in the skull! Cynthia goes flying across the floor as Circe grabs her and throws her into the cash register! Cynthia falls over the counter to the opposite side and begins making her way away from the McDonald’s. Circe is in pursuit as Cynthia makes her way to the arena doors and escapes outside slamming the door into Circe’s face.

Sienna Swann: Damn they are going outside now? They are entering into the cold snow covered subzero temperatures of Canada in their ring gear? They are going to freeze to death sweetie!

Gavin Kirkland: But Sienna… I hate to correct someone as beautiful as you but this is Toronto and it’s June… It’s summer… Do you not go outside?

Sienna Swann: No. I need to protect my delicate skin from the sun sweetie.

Gavin Kirkland: Understandable.

Deadprez: :wtf:

(Circe runs up on Cynthia Valice outside of the arena in the parking lot. But Cynthia sidesteps her and then kicks Circe’s head into the window of someone’s car.)

Deadprez: Damn. Circe just got wrecked there. Cynthia lured her into a trap and it paid off. Now Cynthia is grating Circe’s face into the parking lot pavement!

Cynthia Valice: (off-mic) You want to try to disfigure me bitch? Diego won’t even recognize you when I’m done with you!

(Circe grabs some loose rocks from the pavement and hurls them into the eyes of Cynthia Valice causing her to fall backwards.)

Sienna Swann: These crazy women are going even crazier than usual in the parking lot. Circe is pulling Cynthia with her as she smirks and throws her into the side of a car. Circe then hurls Cynthia across the parking lot.

Deadprez: Circe just standing there now as Cynthia gets back up what is she waiting for-

(HONK! HONK! HONK!)

Sienna Swann: Look out sweetie!!

Deadprez: NO! A car is coming at full speed through the parking lot right into Cynthia Valice!!! Cynthia turns around just in time!!! NO!!!-

Gavin Kirkland: Cynthia moved out of the way just in time! She rolled out of the way as the car sped down the parking lot and out of the arena to the nearby highway.

(The driver of the vehicle is shown giving both wrestlers the middle finger for having their match in the middle of the damn road.)

Sienna Swann: Deserved tbh.

Deadprez: Cynthia Valice grabs Circe who hurls her into the side of a car setting off the car alarm. But Circe counters and slams Cynthia’s head off the hood of the same vehicle. Cynthia bounces backwards into another vehicle as Circe rushes in with a Superkick!!!-

Gavin Kirkland: Cynthia Valice just moved out of the way and Circe just kicked through the glass of that car! Damn that shit must be cheap as fuck to kick through it like that.

Deadprez: Let’s not shame the vehicles of our beloved EAW fans…

Gavin Kirkland: I bet it’s your’s then.

Sienna Swann: Cynthia Valice now looking to take advantage of the predicament that Circe finds herself in! Circe tries to get her leg out of the window but Cynthia grabs her under the leg and tosses her backwards with an Exploder Suplex out into the middle of the parking lot aisle. Cynthia then goes over and grabs the arm of Circe to pull her up. They better watch out for-

(HONK! HONK! HONK!)

Gavin Kirkland: Another car? Why are our fans leaving the show? Don’t they enjoy our product??!?!?! :mjcry: !!!

Deadprez: FUCK LOOK OUT!!!

(SMASH! SCREECH!!! BOOM!!!)

Deadprez: HOLY SHIT!!!

(The car swerves out of the way to try to avoid Circe but instead swerves right into Cynthia Valice!!! However, Cythia had grabbed Circe’s arm and pulled her up but Circe countered and pulled her in right as the vehicle swerved! The vehicle skidded across the parking lot slamming right into them before flipping over and crashing into the parked cars on the opposite side of the aisle!!!)

Gavin Kirkland: …

Deadprez: …

Sienna Swann: …

Gavin Kirkland: Well I guess we have had another death at Pain for Pride this year. I wonder if they will let me speak at the funeral about the wonderful times me and Circe spent together…

Sienna Swann: We really need some medical help out there sweetie…

Deadprez: So uhh… I am pretty sure this match is over.

Gavin Kirkland: How in the hell does Minerva and Circe both get hit by cars in a span of a few weeks!?

Referee: ???

(The referee looks confused at the burning wreckage of the crashed vehicle in the parking lot. He tries to approach the smoke to see if he can see the bodies of Cynthia or Circe in the wreckage but is too scared to get close so he decides to say fuck it and leave.)

Referee: Nah I don’t get paid enough for that shit. I’m cancelling the match.

(Suddenly the referee gets a call in his earpiece.)

Referee: Fuck my life. I just wanna go home…

(The referee rushes back into the arena through the concessions area and back into the arena. The crowd has begun to cheer loudly as something is happening in the stands of the Rogers Center.)

Deadprez: What’s happening over there… It can’t be…

(The fans are all shown looking towards the ring pointing, murmuring, and yelling something that can’t be made out.)

Sienna Swann: These fans are drunk as hell. They are probably just seeing things sweetie.

Crowd: HOLY SHIT HE’S NOT DEAD!

(The fans continue to point excitedly as the camera zooms around trying to figure out what they are looking at.)

Gavin Kirkland: No Sienna… I see it too. He’s standing… How the hell…

(The crowd is on their feet as they suddenly turn around towards the arena stairs and look to see someone standing tall in the middle of the crowd having finally gotten back up to his feet at last!!!)

Crowd: NICK! NICK! NICK!

Referee: (off-mic) Are you okay to continue this match little buddy?

(NICK nods stoically as he staggers into the railing of the stairs clearly still hurt from the sky high Swanton Bomb he hit earlier to crush Diego Montana.)

Deadprez: Damn the guts it takes for NICK to continue this match! That’s crazy!

Gavin Kirkland: I have to respect it.

Sienna Swann: I would’ve just played dead to be honest.

(NICK is shown climbing up onto the barricade and putting his arms above his head as he aura farms for the audience.)

Deadprez: NICK has a chance to put this match away. He needs to make the pin on Diego right now!

(NICK hops down off the barricade back into the crowd as he begins digging through the trash pile that Diego Montana had been buried underneath.)

NICK: (off-mic) Get out here Diego you piece of shit. I know you are in there somewhere-

Deadprez: What the hell… NICK is having trouble finding Diego in all of the debris. There can’t have been that much trash in that trash can he dumped on him.

Gavin Kirkland: Guys… I don’t think that Diego is there anymore…

NICK: (off-mic) Where the fuck is he?

(NICK looks around confused as he jumps the barricade and begins looking around the arena trying to spot Diego who appears to have completely vanished.)

NICK: (off-mic) I know you are out there little bro. Get your ass in this ring so we can finish this!-

(Suddenly Diego slides out from underneath the ring holding a macuahuitl as he enters the ring and slams it hard between the legs of NICK from behind.)

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Deadprez: Oh nah…

(NICK crumples down to the mat holding his balls in pain as Diego stands above him smirking.)

Diego Montana: (off-mic) You thought you could stand in the way of mi amor? I will show you the power of true love…

(Diego Montana hurls NICK hard head first into the corner…)

(SHATTER!!!)

Sienna Swann: YES! THE GLASS TABLE GOT USED! MY OCD SWEETIE! YOU DID IT FOR ME!

(NICK is bleeding profusely as shards of glass are stuck in various parts of his skull as well as his eyes.)

Deadprez: DIEGO WITH THE LATINO INFERNO! HE GETS ALL OF IT! THE COVER!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

Referee: THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Gina Romano: Here are your winners… the team of CIRCEEEEEEEEEEEEE and DIEGOOOOOOOOOOOOO MONTANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

( ‘AY DIEGUITO’ – CALLE 24 hits as the crowd boos heavily clearly unhappy that Diego Montana has won a Pain for Pride match. )

Deadprez: Diego Montana just won at Pain for Pride… This has to be an all time low point for EAW as a whole.

Gavin Kirkland: I am detecting ignorant vibes from you again Dead… Diego avenged Circe who was murdered by that jealous whore Cynthia Valice… I’m sad to see the demise of two fine ass blonde goddesses. But at least Diego managed to pull it off in the end for true love.

Sienna Swann: This was a career-making performance from Diego here tonight and hopefully he seeks out my advice when designing a wardrobe for his Hall of Fame induction next year.

Deadprez: Now just a minute-

(Diego Montana is shown climbing to the top of the turnbuckle as he raises his arms in the air in victory posing for the fans who boo him. Some fans are shown throwing trash clearly not happy with the result that has occurred or with how Diego won this.)

Deadprez: Diego should have entered the ring and fought NICK straight up like a man!

Gavin Kirkland: Come on Dead… no he shouldn’t have. It’s Diego… He would have gotten murdered if he did that.

Sienna Swann: True. It’s better to be safe and smart than suicidal and stupid.

Gavin Kirkland: And Diego Montana might just be the smartest man in EAW!

Deadprez: I don’t know about all that-

(However, Diego’s theme would be interrupted by an ear piercing shriek.)

???: DIEGUITO!!! MI AMOR!!! MY HERO!!! <3 <3 <3

Deadprez: …

Sienna Swann: ???

Gavin Kirkland: What…

(Diego Montana turns towards the entrance ramp as suddenly a blood covered Circe makes her way staggering down to the ring holding a microphone as she steps back out onto stage.)

Deadprez: Holy shit she’s not dead.

Gavin Kirkland: Yes! My beloved blonde goddess and future Cleopatra replacement Circe has arrived! She survived the car crash that drunk Cynthia got them into earlier tonight.

(Circe suddenly sprints down the ramp at full speed entering into the ring where Diego Montana is waiting for her. Diego takes a microphone as well to address her.)

Diego Montana: Come here mi amor! Come to your papi!

Circe: I will! You did it! You did it for us! I love you Daddy Diego! You are a wrestling hero!

Diego Montana: I am! Soy el mejor! You are looking at a lucha god! The Hardest Ese Ever!!!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

(The crowd boos heavily as Circe and Diego continue to glaze each other in the ring.)

Circe: Looking at you now I see someone who is truly worthy of my love. I want all of you in this ring right here right now!!!

Crowd: ???

Diego Montana: Your beauty is what makes me the Hardest Ese Ever… in more ways than one…

Deadprez: Ayo…

Circe: You know we might just have to do something about that… Have ourselves a little Pain for Pride live in ring celebration if ya feel me… In front of the entire world…

Diego Montana: :eyes:

Crowd: :whoa: !

(Suddenly Diego Montana and Circe drop the microphones and lunge at each other. They begin making out in the middle of the ring.)

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Deadprez: Nobody wants to see this…

Gavin Kirkland: Speak for yourself Dead… :adpeek:

(Despite being covered in blood and garbage, Diego Montana and Circe roll around on the ring mat, macking hardcore and groping the shit outta each other, their hands sliding under each other’s ring tights and gear. Parents in the audience are shown shielding their children’s eyes from such degeneracy.)

Crowd: :face_vomiting:

Sienna Swann: Why are there children here? What the hell is wrong with you bringing kids here?

Deadprez: Ummm we are being told by production we need to cut away from this right NOW.

Gavin Kirkland: Probably a good idea… I don’t think they are stopping anytime soon. This is getting kinkier than last night did when Daryl Kinkade wrestled.

(Circe is shown using the macuahuitl to spank Diego Montana in the middle of the ring.)

Crowd: YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK!

Sienna Swann: This crowd just does not appreciate the beauty of true love…

(Diego Montana is shown licking the devil makeup off the face of Circe as the feed finally fades away from the scene before anything more can be shown that causes EAW to lose sponsorships.)

(The camera cuts to a commercial featuring EAW’s beloved sponsors that we love very much such as Tim Hortons.)

(The graphic for the next match is shown.)

(https://i.imgur.com/K01AWXC.png)

Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Stephie Love: And it is a TORONTO STREET FIGHT!

(‘The Weight’ by Amigo the Devil hits the speakers and Kirk Redwood stomps out from the back. As he stands on the big stage, the only thing that’s on his mind is going to the ring and competing. The noise that the crowd makes is drowned out by Redwood, who continues to come down the ramp. He beats on the ring canvas, before sliding into the ring and he climbs up the middle rope, staring around the arena with a dull, lifeless look on his face.)

Stephie Love: Introducing first, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 210 pounds… he is “UNKILLABLE!” KIIRRRKKKK!! REEEDDDWOOOOODDDDD!!!!

Stew-O: These last couple of months have been quite the rollercoaster for Kirk Redwood, who now has a murderer’s row of marquee event opponents in Michael Machina, Brian Daniels, and Limmy Monaghan; just to name a few. Tonight is the victory that he’s looking for, and if you told Redwood just a couple of months ago that he would be in a street fight built on the key fundamentals of respect, I’m not sure if he would believe you.

Jake Mercer: Limmy and Kirk are both extremely competitive men, but they haven’t bothered to get personal and come at each other’s throat in the build-up to Pain For Pride. Instead, they’re saving all of that aggression for the match, and I honestly admire it!

Flannery McCoy: It wasn’t long ago that Redwood failed in his pursuit to win the World Heavyweight Championship off of Michael Machina at Grand Rampage, but if he could knock off The Ace? You’d imagine that Redwood starts the next season in a phenomenal position.

(Once Kirk’s theme fades out, ‘Number One’ by Shirō Sagisu & Hazel Fernandes is next to blare out throughout Rogers Centre and Limmy Monaghan emerges from the back, owning the moment as he always does. He marches through the smoke, throwing his arms up as pyro shoots out of the sky. Limmy makes his way down and tags a couple of fans, but otherwise, his focus is on the ring, just as Redwood’s focus was.)

Stew-O: But when you talk world championships and the prospect of contending for one, I don’t think there are many men and women on the EAW roster who desire that as much as Limmy Monaghan does. A member of the 2026 Hall Of Fame class, Limmy is not walking down for yet another Pain For Pride appearance to ‘turn back the clock’, but create a new moment.

Jake Mercer: That certainly brings us to why this match exists in the first place! A win would do wonders for both men, and they’re aware of that. There was no need to make it any more than that, and we know that both Limmy and Redwood are going to go all out under these circumstances!

Flannery McCoy: Now that Limmy is in… you can just see that gleam in his eyes. He’s not going to hold back, and it goes without saying that Redwood won’t either. Here we go!

(DING DING DING!)

Stew-O: From the very moment that the bell rings, Kirk & Limmy waste no time, battering each other with back and forth forearms to the jaw! Limmy forearms Redwood into the ropes, and he bounces off the ropes into a big headbutt! Limmy goes down, not expecting that from Redwood! He shoots back up to his feet, and Kirk follows with constant European uppercuts! This is a big onslaught from Redwood, who will do whatever it takes to leave with the victory tonight!

Flannery McCoy: He takes Limmy by the hair and tries another one, but Limmy blocks his arm, and dropkicks the knee out! Kirk tries to push up to his feet, but it’s Limmy who nails him with a boot to the side of the head! He drags Redwood up to his feet and he aggressively throws him out of the ring. Redwood falls to the floor and these two are already going at it with no remorse! Limmy drags Redwood up and drives him into the steel steps!

Jake Mercer: You can hear that yelp of agony from Redwood, who holds at his back in pain. Limmy drags Kirk up and he tackles him into the barricade! Redwood grimaces, and he covers up as Limmy starts to destroy him with all kinds of overhand left and rights against the barricade! Limmy backs up, taking aim… Clothesline–NO! Redwood moves out of the way, and he pounces Limmy over the barricade!

Stew-O: Monaghan lands into the front row, and those fans are already trying to clear out of the way! They spent thousands of dollars for those tickets, and Kirk and Limmy are already giving them their money’s worth! Limmy makes his way up, but Redwood climbs onto the barricade and dives down with an axe handle to the back of the head! Monaghan falls onto the chairs, and Redwood takes one of those chairs and he slams it down onto the back of Monaghan!

Jake Mercer: Limmy wheezes out in pain, and he crawls away from the fans. Kirk carries that chair with him, and he slams it into the back of Monaghan! He drops it and pulls Limmy up, scooping him off of his feet and body slamming him directly onto the concrete floor! Limmy yells out in pain, and understandably so, that was a disgusting fall!

Flannery McCoy: As he tries to rise, Kirk goes down with a knee drop directly to the chest! Limmy holds at his throat, coughing out. He spits onto the floor, and Kirk pulls him up. He takes him by the hair and loads up his fist, sending a brutal knuckle arrow right to the forehead! Monaghan is on wobbly legs, and Kirk winds back one more, but Limmy gets him with a right hand to the liver! Another one! And then he takes Kirk by the head, sending a knee to the abdomen!

Stew-O: Kirk falls to a kneeling position, and Limmy brings him further into the crowd. They start spilling into the production side of things, where Monaghan throws him into the guardrails meant to separate the fans from our team operating the lights and cameras! Redwood holds at his side, and Limmy now throws him over the guardrail! Are we serious?!

(Security tries to stop Limmy from getting over out of fear of this dangerously getting out of hand, with potential ramifications for the rest of the show’s production, but Monaghan waves the security guard off, not caring about anything except hurting Redwood.)

Jake Mercer: Well, those workers are starting to clear out of the way as Limmy takes Redwood by the head and slams him HEAD FIRST into one of those computers! Redwood falls backwards, holding his head as he makes full contact with the monitor, and if he made any contact with the glass, this is not going to be a pleasant match for him!

Flannery McCoy: Limmy leans Kirk against the guardrail on the inside, and he starts to BITE the forehead of Redwood! Kirk yells out in agony, as Limmy is just gnashing his teeth against the skin of Redwood! Kirk kicks and flails at Limmy, who is doing whatever it takes to keep this match into his favor!

Stew-O: He pulls Redwood up to his feet and wraps his arm around the back of his head, lifting him up for a BACK SUPLEX on the GUARDRAIL! GOODNESS! REDWOOD’S BACK HAS TO ALREADY BE IN A BAD WAY!

Jake Mercer: There’s no doubt about it! Being slammed down on that sharp edge! Kirk falls to the canvas, clutching at his back in pain, and Limmy feels proud of himself thus far! He takes one of those office chairs they were sitting on, and he just launches it down onto the back of Redwood’s head with no regard! Limmy climbs up onto the table, taking a deep breath as he gets a scope of this sold out crowd in Rogers Centre!

Flannery McCoy: Fresh off being inducted in the 2026 Hall Of Fame, Limmy Monaghan is doing whatever the hell he wants and understandably so! But he needs to keep his focus on Redwood, who is still trying to find it in him to get back up to his feet!~

Stew-O: Monaghan drops off the table and he pulls Redwood up to his feet. He rolls him onto the table, and Limmy climbs up with him, looking to pick him up… but REDWOOD WITH A PUNCH TO THE BODY! ANOTHER PUNCH! Limmy tries to ward him off with a knee to the head, but Redwood eats the knee and starts to rise! Limmy sends a forearm, but Redwood won’t fall anymore!

Jake Mercer: Limmy tries another—but Redwood blocks it, and responds with an overhand chop to the chest! Then a chop to the throat! And a jab! A right hand! A left hand! Monaghan is on wobbly legs, and Redwood responds with a PALM STRIKE! Monaghan turns on impact, and Redwood quickly hooks his body from behind!

Flannery McCoy: REDWOOD HEAVES LIMMY UP IN THE AIR… ’BASTARD PLEX THROUGH THE TABLES!’ MY GOD!

Stew-O: THIS CROWD IS IN A RUCKUS AS BOTH OF THESE MEN HAVE CRASHED RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLES, AND THAT’S GOING TO BE QUITE ANNOYING TO CLEAN AFTER THIS ONE IS OVER! LIMMY IS OUT ON THE FLOOR, BUT THIS IS A STREET FIGHT! NOT FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE!

Jake Mercer: Redwood still has to bring it back in the ring, but for the time being, Monaghan is feeling every bit of that and more! Redwood rolls over, grimacing. He’s gotta find it in himself to get back up to his feet! He leans on Limmy, clutching his head as well.

Flannery McCoy: Finally, the two rise, with the help of each other. Redwood sends Limmy back over the guardrail, and the two are back in the presence of the crowd, who want as close of a look of this matchup as they can get! Kirk looks back to the ring, and shakes his head. He drags Monaghan up to his feet and he clubs him further into the crowd instead!

Jake Mercer: Kirk sends an elbow to the neck of Monaghan, and then he turns him and chops him into the stairs! Another chop from Redwood, and Monaghan holds his chest, turning and stumbling up the stairs. Redwood follows Limmy up into the stairs, and he sends an elbow to the back! The two start to fight up the stairs!

Stew-O: Redwood punches Limmy in the abdomen, and then he headbutts him! Monaghan staggers away, holding his head. Limmy covers up, and Kirk gets him with a punch behind the ear! Limmy falls to his knees, and Redwood drags him up by the hair, slamming his forehead into the railing! Limmy wheezes, and the two get further up into the crowd!

Flannery McCoy: Now, Kirk tries to get Limmy back up to his feet, but he wraps his arms around his legs and shoots a double leg takedown against that metal railing! Kirk’s eyes widen as he makes contact, and the two nearly fall down the stairs and straight to the floor! Instead, Redwood leans against the railing as Limmy starts pounding his fist into his head!

Stew-O: He’s trying to cover up, but Monaghan doesn’t care! He winds his arm back, and he LARIATS Redwood! Redwood tries to hang on, but he loses his balance and he falls over the railing! Kirk lands on the other side of the railing, falling backwards. Limmy climbs up, and he dives with a crossbody, and those fans NARROWLY get out of the way!

Flannery McCoy: They land into the chairs, and Redwood holds his head. Limmy lands on top of Kirk and he keeps punching him! Redwood pushes him away and he uses the chairs to support himself. Monaghan is in pursuit—hold on! Redwood grabs a cup and he just LAUNCHES BEER INTO THE EYES OF MONAGHAN!

Jake Mercer: Monaghan falls backwards, and he can’t see anything! He does his best to try and get it out of his eyes, but Redwood headbutts him! He grabs Limmy by the ears! Redwood nods profusely, and he wants to bash his head in with ‘X’D OUT!’ THE REPEATED HEADBUTTS—

Stew-O: LIMMY KICKS REDWOOD DIRECTLY IN THE GROIN! Kirk wheezes, falling back! Limmy only retaliated like that because he couldn’t see, and it’s safe to say that they’re on equal ground right now, because Limmy is trying to reach around for any kind of support up there on the second level, meanwhile Redwood is trying to recuperate after that low blow!

Flannery McCoy: He looks up to Limmy… and Limmy has decided to say to hell with trying to keep fighting with Redwood up here… AND HE PUSH KICKS REDWOOD DIRECTLY IN HIS CHEST! REDWOOD LOSES HIS BALANCE AND HE GOES TUMBLING DOWN THE STAIRS STRAIGHT BACK TO THE FLOOR! CHRIST!

Crowd: # HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

(Limmy takes a deep breath as he sees Redwood laid out on the floor. The intensity in this one ramped up extremely early—and that came in the heat of the moment. He briefly contemplates if Redwood is even alright after that nasty spill, but the win matters more to Limmy and he shakes those thoughts out of his head. He marches down the steps, approaching Redwood’s unconscious body.)

Jake Mercer: Limmy may have ended this one extremely early! The referee has made his way into the crowd to check on Redwood, but he’s showing no signs of life! Limmy drags Kirk up, slowly dragging his dead weight through the crowd, but that has to be slowing Limmy down!

Stew-O: Certainly, but he’s intent on winning this match, so he’s powering through! They make it to the barricade, and Limmy climbs over, while he has to drag Redwood over the barricade! He finally gets him up, and he throws him into the ring!

Flannery McCoy: The referee slides in as Limmy gets in after him, and he rolls Redwood’s unconscious body over. He hooks the leg, and we have our first pinfall of the match!

Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Stew-O: WOAH! REDWOOD GETS HIS SHOULDER UP! HE FINDS A WAY TO STAY ALIVE IN THIS MATCH! LIMMY LOOKS AT THE REFEREE, ALMOST AS IF HE CAN’T BELIEVE IT…

Jake Mercer: But he remembers who he’s in the ring with, and he regains his composure! Kirk Redwood won’t go down that easily! Limmy drags Kirk up to his feet, and he lifts him up onto his shoulder! Monaghan still sees an opening to end this one early! ‘BURNING TIDES!’ NO! REDWOOD FLAILS HIS LEGS IN THE AIR! HE FIGHTS LIMMY’S GRIP!

Flannery McCoy: And Redwood flips it over! Now he has Limmy on his shoulder! He runs across the ring! LAWN DART! HE LAUNCHES LIMMY FACE-FIRST INTO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE! Monaghan bounces out, clutching at his mouth! Redwood is still down while Limmy is stumbling backwards, though!

Stew-O: Finally, when Kirk realizes that Limmy is up, he rises with him, grabbing him by the waistband and pulling him back! Kirk lifts Limmy up for a german suplex… his body starting to give out on him! Limmy sends an elbow to the side of the head, and Redwood drops him! Limmy with a beautiful standing switch, and he throws Redwood with a german suplex!

Jake Mercer: Kirk bounces onto the back of his head, right to his knees! Limmy is up, and he takes him out with ‘DIABLE JAMBE!’ BEAUTIFUL KNEE! But Limmy isn’t satisfied with that whatsoever! Redwood is motionless on the canvas, but Limmy has the urge to go and exit the ring!

Flannery McCoy: He digs underneath the ring, grabbing a bunch of chairs and throwing them inside! Limmy isn’t fond of that, though. He keeps digging… and Monaghan finds a door?! Who the hell placed that underneath the ring!

Stew-O: I don’t know, but Limmy clearly knew it was there! He holds on to the door and he slides it in. Limmy rolls in with the door in his hands and he places it up against the turnbuckles. Meanwhile, Redwood is trying to get up, and Limmy has all of those chairs set up in the center of the ring!

Jake Mercer: Limmy snatches Redwood by the head and he throws him to the ropes! He pops him up in the air and he catches him…! ‘LAST SEDATION!’ DIRECTLY ONTO THE CHAIRS! REDWOOD’S EYES NEARLY BULGE OUT OF HIS HEAD! DEVASTATING IMPACT! REDWOOD IS WRITHING IN PAIN, AND LIMMY DROPS INTO THE COVER!

Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: TTHHHHRRRR—

Flannery McCoy: IT’S GONNA TAKE MORE THAN THAT! REDWOOD KICKS OUT AGAIN! Limmy sits up, and he shakes his head, slapping the mat! Those chairs weren’t enough to secure Limmy the victory, and he looks up at that door propped up against the turnbuckle! Limmy smirks, and he picks Redwood up off of the canvas.

Jake Mercer: Limmy tucks Redwood’s head in, and he slowly lifts him up. He wants a non pop-up version of ‘Last Sedation’, but Redwood starts to come back to life… and he starts throwing punches at the forehead of Monaghan as he has him up! Limmy tries to power through, but Redwood continues to punch him over and over!

Stew-O: Kirk lands onto his feet, and he headbutts Monaghan directly in the ribs! He nails him with an elbow, and Limmy falls into the ropes! Limmy tries that push kick again, but Redwood sees it coming this time and he catches the ankle! He trips him onto his back, and he rolls him over into AN ANKLE LOCK! THIS ISN’T GOOD FOR MONAGHAN!

Flannery McCoy: Redwood continues to twist and wrench at that ankle! Limmy reaches for the ropes, instinctively, but they won’t do him any good in this match! His best case scenario is to try and drag himself out of the ring—but even then, Redwood doesn’t have to let go of the hold if he doesn’t want to!

Stew-O: Limmy pushes his hands up onto the canvas, and he looks at what’s ahead of him! Monaghan finds the leg drive to ROLL FORWARD, sending Redwood DIRECTLY INTO THE DOOR!

Jake Mercer: Only for Kirk to stop himself just in time! Limmy rolls to his feet and he limps on one leg, running in for a—

Flannery McCoy: REDWOOD CAPTURES MONAGHAN AS HE’S RUNNING FORWARD! BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX INTO THE DOOR! GOODNESS! MONAGHAN WENT RIGHT THROUGH THAT DOOR AND HIS BACK MADE CONTACT WITH THE TURNBUCKLES! THAT WAS A DISGUSTING SPILL!

Stew-O: BUT KIRK ISN’T DONE! HE ROLLS LIMMY OUT OF THE WRECKAGE, AND FORCES HIM UP ONTO HIS KNEES! REDWOOD TAKES AIM!

Jake Mercer: ‘BLITZKRIEG BOP!’ RIGHT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! THIS ONE COULD BE OVER! HE ROLLS HIM OVER AND HOOKS THE LEGS!

Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: TTHHHHRRRRRRRE—

Stew-O: MONAGHAN KICKS OUT! REDWOOD THOUGHT HE HAD IT THERE, BUT LIMMY IS FAR TOO RESILIENT! THESE TWO ARE GOING TO HAVE TO CONTINUE PUTTING EACH OTHER THROUGH HELL BEFORE WE EVEN GET CLOSE TO A WINNER!

Flannery McCoy: Limmy is still nursing that knee to the back of his head, meanwhile Redwood slowly makes his way up to his feet! He drags Limmy up and he starts throwing bombs to the back of the head! I think if Kirk continues to target Limmy’s head, he’ll break him down!

Jake Mercer: Another clubbing blow, and Monaghan falls back down to his fours. Kirk doesn’t care! He quickly runs off the ropes, rebounding back and forth… Redwood is hellbent on taking him out with a laria—HE GAVE LIMMY TOO MUCH TIME TO RECOVER!

Stew-O: ‘HAILBREAKER!’ THE DROPKICK FROM OUT OF NOWHERE! AND IT BRINGS REDWOOD RIGHT DOWN TO THE CANVAS! Both men are laid out, but Monaghan can’t capitalize! He crawls towards Kirk…

Flannery McCoy: … who rolls out of the ring just in time! Limmy shakes his head, slowly pushing up to the canvas. He staggers backwards, rubbing the back of his head. But with Redwood outside of the ring, there’s an opening for him if he’s willing to take it!

Jake Mercer: Limmy slaps himself a couple of times to psyche himself up! Redwood rises to his feet, and Limmy then bolts off of the ropes, rebounding once for momentum—unlike Redwood—then he soars over the top rope with a TOPE CON HILO! BEAUTIFULLY EXECUTED, AND REDWOOD CRASHES RIGHT DOWN TO THE FLOOR!

Stew-O: Monaghan staggers up to his feet and now he’s really feeling it! He approaches those steel steps, and he pulls them out of place! He sets the bottom half up against the apron, and he reaches over to grab Kirk up to his feet…

Flannery McCoy: But Redwood shoves Limmy backwards into those steps! Limmy holds at his back, but Redwood didn’t put enough power into it to really incapacitate Monaghan! Redwood turns back and realizes this, looking to finish the job—but MONAGHAN TOSSES HIM WITH A HIP TOSS INTO THE STEEL STEPS! GOODNESS!

Jake Mercer: REDWOOD JUST SLID OFF THOSE STEPS AND LANDED ON THE FLOOR ON THE TOP OF HIS HEAD! Limmy moves over to grab the top steps, and shoves them into the ring! Limmy pulls Redwood up and he throws him into the ring! Monaghan follows after, and he lies Redwood down onto the steps! Limmy now points up!

Stew-O: He exits to the apron, slowly making his way up top… but before he can capitalize, Redwood rolls off of those steps and he leaps into an European uppercut directly to the jaw of Monaghan! Limmy nearly falls, and Kirk climbs the middle rope, headbutting the hell out of Limmy! Limmy winces with every single headbutt, and understandably so! Redwood is just using his body against Monaghan—and it’s hard to keep up!

Flannery McCoy: Kirk climbs to the very top, wrapping his arms around the waist of Limmy! He wants an avalanche belly to belly suplex, but Limmy hangs onto the ropes for dear life! He starts sending punches to the body of Redwood! More punches! And he shoves him back!

Jake Mercer: Limmy now stands tall on the ropes, leaping off with a crossbody—NO! REDWOOD CATCHES HIM IN MID-AIR AND SWIVELS INTO A SPINNING SCOOP POWERSLAM ONTO THE EDGE OF THOSE STEPS! CHRIST! MONAGHAN’S BACK HAS TO FEEL LIKE IT’S BEEN TORN TO SHREDS!

Flannery McCoy: Monaghan is kicking his legs in agony on the canvas, and Redwood rolls him over for the cover!

Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: TTHHHHRRRRRR—

Stew-O: ANOTHER KICK OUT! Redwood rises to his feet, and he SHOVES the steps out of the way! He looks over to those chairs that were used earlier, and he picks two up. He opens both chairs and places them down in front of each other.

Jake Mercer: Redwood then marches over to Limmy and grabs a handful of his hair, pulling him up to his feet. He looks back to those chairs, and he grabs him in a front headlock, looking to lift him up vertically, but Limmy sends a knee to the top of the head! Another knee from Monaghan!

Flannery McCoy: BUT REDWOOD POWERS THROUGH THOSE KNEES FROM LIMMY! MONAGHAN IS STILL DESPERATELY TRYING TO FIGHT OUT OF HIS GRIP! BUT INSTEAD! REDWOOD DROPS HIM WITH A BRAINBUSTER ONTO THE CHAIRS!

Stew-O: GOOD GOD! IT LEAVES A MASSIVE LIMMY MONAGHAN SIZED DENT IN THOSE CHAIRS, WHERE THE SEATS HAVE COMPLETELY CAVED IN! REDWOOD SHOVES THEM ASIDE AND HE HOOKS THE LEGS FOR THE WIN!

Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: TTHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE—

Jake Mercer: LIMMY ROLLS HIS SHOULDER OFF OF THE CANVAS! REDWOOD LOOKS UP AT THE REFEREE, BUT HE ASSERTS HIM THAT WAS A TWO COUNT!

Flannery McCoy: This is the biggest stage! A stage that Limmy has thrived on many times in the past! Kirk Redwood is going to have to DIG DEEP in order to leave with the win tonight! He rolls to the apron, taking the ropes. He leans on them, waiting for Limmy to make his way up to his feet…

Stew-O: But the question is: can Monaghan even rise?! He was able to kick out, but he was just dropped on the top of his head! Those are steel chairs! Redwood is calling him up to his feet, and Limmy is beginning to show life…

Jake Mercer: Finally, he seems to be getting up! Redwood takes the ropes and he springboards up, for ‘.50 CAL!’ THE SPRINGBOARD SUPERMAN PU—NO! LIMMY CAPTURES HIS ARM IN MID-AIR! HE SPINS HIM AROUND AND LIFTS HIM UP ONTO HIS SHOULDER!

Flannery McCoy: ‘BURNING TIDES!!!’ PLANTED IN THE CENTER OF THE RING WITH THE EMERALD FLOWSION! MONAGHAN GOT HIM! REDWOOD IS DOWN AND OUT! LIMMY HAS TO GET HIM UP AND FINISH THE JOB!

Stew-O: We know what comes after Burning Tides, but whether or not Limmy has enough in the tank to follow through is an entirely different question of itself! He slowly rises up, and he drags Kirk up to his feet! He tucks his head in and he double underhooks the arms! Monaghan yells out, and he’s fired up!

Jake Mercer: HE HEAVES HIM UP FOR ‘EMPYREAN BLADE!!!’

Flannery McCoy: REDWOOD STALLS IT!

Stew-O: LIMMY TRIES AGAIN … BUT REDWOOD TOSSES HIM WITH A BACK BODY DROP! MONAGHAN HOLDS HIS BACK! HE SLOWLY ROLLS OVER, AND KIRK COMES RUNNING OFF THE ROPES! BOOT TO THE EAR!

Jake Mercer: Limmy is stunned! Redwood takes him by the hair! And he winds his arm back! ‘LETHAL ROUND!’ HE SWINGS THAT ARM AS FAR BACK AS HE POSSIBLY CAN—

Flannery McCoy: BUT MONAGHAN BREAKS FROM HIS GRIP AND SENDS A BOOT TO THE ARM! IT TURNS REDWOOD ON IMPACT, AND LIMMY GETS HIM WITH A SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX! REDWOOD BOUNCES UP TO HIS FEET!

Stew-O: BUT LIMMY IS WAITING, AND HE LIFTS HIM UP FOR ‘APHELION!!!’ THE SUPLEX BACKBREAKER, DRIVING HIS KNEES INTO THE SPINE OF REDWOOD! HE’S DOWN, AND LIMMY MAKES THE COVER!

Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: TTHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE—

Jake Mercer: ANOTHER KICK OUT FROM REDWOOD! Monaghan kneels up, and Redwood doesn’t know how to stay down either! Limmy rises to his feet and he rolls out of the ring, running his hands through his hair. He takes the apron and he lifts the apron skirt looking under…

Stew-O: Limmy pulls out a bag… and I think we may know what’s in there! Limmy rises to his feet and he stares at the bag, slowly opening it up. He turns it over and pours what’s inside on the canvas.

(The crowd reacts loudly as thumbtacks pour all over the canvas. Limmy kneels, spreading them out onto the mat. He turns to Kirk, who is somehow already beginning to rise up to his feet…)

Flannery McCoy: But will this be enough?! Limmy boots Redwood across the head, but he just snarls at Monaghan! ANOTHER one, and Redwood won’t go down! Limmy bounces off the ropes for one more, but Redwood catches his ankle! Limmy hops on one leg, shaking his head. He looks at Redwood, in disbelief that he won’t just stay down!

Kirk Redwood: (off-mic) AAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Jake Mercer: ’LETHAL ROUND!’ HE JUST YANKS LIMMY INTO ONE OF THE DAMNDEST LARIATS THAT I’VE EVER SEEN! LIMMY FALLS INTO THE TACKS! REDWOOD PRESSES DOWN INTO THE COVER, DIGGING HIS BODY INTO THOSE TACKS!

Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: TTHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE—

Flannery McCoy: BUT MONAGHAN IMMEDIATELY JOLTS A SHOULDER UP! HE REFUSES TO GO DOWN LIKE THAT! Redwood looks at Limmy and he shakes his head, dragging Limmy with him before he can recover!

Stew-O: He climbs the middle rope with Limmy still in his grasp, and then he starts to hoist Limmy upside down! Limmy tries his best to get free, but I think he’s still winded from that lariat! He flails his legs desperately, but Redwood holds him tight!

Jake Mercer: LIMMY HAS NOWHERE TO GO! AND REDWOOD LEAPS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE! ’DOWN TO HELL’ INTO THE TACKS! HE JUST SPIKED MONAGHAN ONTO THE TOP OF HIS HEAD WITH THE TOMBSTONE! OH MY GOD! MONAGHAN IS OUT OF IT!

Flannery McCoy: AND REDWOOD COLLAPSES ON TOP OF LIMMY FOR THE COVER! AGAIN! HIS BODY BEING PRESSED INTO THE THUMBTACKS!

Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: TTHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

(DING DING DING!)

Stephie Love: Here is your winner of the TORONTO STREET FIGHT by PINFALL… KIIIRRRKKKK!!! REEDDDWWOOOODDDDDDD!!!

(As soon as the bell rings, Redwood rolls off of Limmy, breathing heavily. Both men are feeling the effects of that Street Fight, but it’s Redwood who lives to tell the tale. He takes the ropes, making his way up to his feet. Kirk looks down at Limmy who is still unconscious after being driven into those tacks, and the referee takes Redwood’s arm and raises it up as he fires up in victory after such a huge victory.)

Stew-O: AND IT’S KIRK REDWOOD WHO LEAVES WITH HIS ARM RAISED! WHAT A SHOWING FROM BOTH MEN, BUT I THINK THAT MAY HAVE VERY WELL PUT KIRK REDWOOD ON THE MAP! We have seen him grow and grow as an Elitist these last couple of years, but to be able to have a win over Limmy Monaghan at Pain For Pride?! It SPEAKS for itself!

Jake Mercer: Absolutely! Kirk came to win tonight, and Limmy was no slouch either! He showed why he’s as great as he is–but Redwood went above and beyond in order to be the victor and you can just tell from how he continued to stay in this one!

Flannery McCoy: There’s a lot of respect between these two, but they didn’t hold back against each other and it was an extremely intense matchup from start to finish! There were many times where I thought Redwood was going to be a goner, but he proved me wrong! That’s a win that Redwood will feel good about for months, maybe even years to come!

(Redwood makes his way out of the ring with the help of Amanda, continuing to take in the victory. Meanwhile, Limmy is being tended to by doctors, finally coming back to life and realizing what just happened.)

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(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton in the ring.)

Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A HARDCORE TAG TEAM WARFARE SCHEDULED FOR…ONE FALL!!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!

(“Nice To Meet Yah” by Asian Doll hits, quickly blending into ‘RUNITUP’ by Tyler, The Creator ft. Teezo Touchdown as Diamond and Cosmo make their way onto the stage together to loud boos from the crowd. The two exchange confident smirks and hype each other up for a moment before striking a pose side by side, soaking in the reaction before making their way down to the ring.)

Bella Braxton: Introducing first! At a combined weight of 396 pounds… THE TEAM OF DIAMOND DIXON AND COSMO GOLDWORTHY!!

Thadd Blazevich: Love them or hate them, Diamond Dixon and Cosmo Goldworthy believe they should never have been pushed out of the title picture, and in their minds, everything that’s happened since is because ARIA and Candice got in their way.

Rich Russillo: Well, let’s not rewrite history here. Diamond and Cosmo are the ones who stuck their noses where they didn’t belong and helped cost ARIA a huge opportunity. If you ask me, they brought this on themselves.

Thadd Blazevich: Maybe so, but that’s exactly why this has gotten so personal. Both teams feel wronged, both teams want payback, and in Hardcore Warfare, they finally get to settle this the only way they know how.

(“Dynasty” by Dynasty plays to a strong reaction from the crowd as Candice Blair makes her way onto the stage, confidently taking in the atmosphere before staying put near the top of the ramp. Soon after, “God Shattering Star” by Takashi Baba echoes throughout the arena as ARIA steps onto the stage, joining Candice as the two briefly exchange a confident look before making their way down to the ring together.)

Bella Braxton: And their opponents! At a combined weight of 260 pounds… THE TEAM OF CANDICE BLAIR AND ARIA!!

Rich Russillo: Here they come, and you can feel the intensity from both of them. ARIA and Candice aren’t here for revenge anymore; they’re here to end this.

Thadd Blazevich: Diamond and Cosmo crossed a line, and that’s why Hardcore Warfare feels like the only way this feud could end.

Persephone: Good. No rules and lots of violence. Exactly how I like it.

(The referee signals to the bell as both teams stand ready in the ring.)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Rich Russillo: The referee rings for the bell as this Hardcore Tag Team Warfare match kicks off as– BOTH TEAMS WASTE NO TIME AS THEY START CHARGING TOWARDS ONE ANOTHER!!! DIAMOND AND CANDICE MEET EACH OTHER WITH FOREARM STRIKES WHILE ARIA AND COSMO EXCHANGE IN A HOCKEY BRAWL!!! THE CROWD HERE IN TORONTO IS ALREADY GOING CRAZY FOR THE FIRST SECONDS OF THIS MATCH!

Thadd Blazevich: BAH GAWD BRO!! THESE CRAZY CANUCKS ARE GOING MENTAL!

Persephone: The Canucks play in Vancouver, you idiot.

Thadd Blazevich: Bro, you do know–

Rich Russillo: NEVER MIND THAT COSMO LANDS A NASTY ELBOW RIGHT IN ARIAS FACE AS THAT SENDS HER THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE AND TO THE OUTSIDE. DIAMOND GRABS A HOLD OF CANDICE BY THE THROAT WHILE THIS IS HAPPENING, AS– COSMO GOES FOR A SUICIDE DIVE!!

Thadd Blazevich: NO BROSKI!! ARIA COUNTERS IT BEFORE COSMO COULD EVEN GO THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE! THIS COUNTER BY ARIA HAS DIAMOND LOSE HER GRIP FROM CANDICE AS— CANDICE GOES RIGHT FOR BASEMENT DROPKICK SENDING DIAMOND DOWN TO HER KNEES!!

Persephone: ARIA now brings Cosmo over to the outside and– a backbody drop right on the apron!!! ARIA gets back into the ring as she and Candice attempt to pick up Diamond for a double suplex! This early into the match, too, maybe they want this early and get the fuck out of Toronto.

Rich Russillo: Candice and ARIA go for it– BUT DIAMOND IS FIGHTING OUT OF IT!! NOW SHE’S TEETERING CANDICE AND ARIA IN HER ATTEMPT TO SUPLEX BOTH OF THEM, BUT CANDICE AND ARIA STAND THEIR GUARD!! THEY GO FOR IT ONE MORE TIME–

(SMASH!)

Thadd Blazevich: COSMO JUST CAME BACK INTO THE RING WITH A STEEL CHAIR AND SMACKS IT RIGHT ON THE BACK OF ARIA!!! CANDICE TRIES TO GO FOR AN UPPERCUT ON COSMO, BUT HE DODGES THAT AND– DELIVERS A CHAIRSHOT RIGHT ON CANDICE’S HEAD!!! CANDICE GOES DOWN AS COSMO CHECKS ON DIAMOND!

Persephone: Diamond seems fine, all things considered, as she tells Cosmo to stay ready as she grabs a hold of Candice by her hair, brings her to her feet, and– AND PICKS HER ALL THE WAY UP!! AND BACK DOWN FOR A GORILLA PRESS SLAM AND–

Rich Russillo: COSMO THEN DELIVERS A SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT TOWARDS CANDICE!! COSMO GOES FOR THE COVER HERE!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!

Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE GETS THE SHOULDERS UP BROSKI!!

Persephone: Are we surprised the match just started?

Thadd Blazevich: You never know, broskis, crazier things have happened.

Rich Russillo: Candice Blair gets her shoulders up as now Cosmo rolls out the ring, to bring out something underneath the ring and— IT’S A BARBED WIRE 2X4!!! ALREADY BRINGING OUT THE SICK WEAPONS IN THIS MATCH AS DIAMOND HAS CANDICE ON HER KNEES AS COSMO SLIDES BACK INTO THE RING LOOKING TO NAIL CANDICE WITH THAT 2X4!!!

Thadd Blazevich: BUT ARIA JUST SMACKED COSMOS BACK WITH A BASEBALL BAT!!!! ARIA THEN DELIVERS A SWING TOWARDS DIAMOND AS THE CROWD IS ON THEIR FEET!!!! ARIA REVEALS THE BAT AND — IT’S A TORONTO BLUE JAYS THEMED BAT!!!

The Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Persephone: Yeah…. have a bat with a bunch of losers on them.

Rich Russillo: ARIA and Candice now focus on individual opponents as Candice goes right after Cosmo while ARIA targets Diamond! Candice is nailing in some stomps towards Cosmo in the corner while ARIA— GOES FOR A DRAGON SLEEPER ON DIAMOND!!! LOOKING TO MAKE HER PASS OUT OR TAP OUT!!

Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE NOW PICKS UP THE BARBED WIRE 2X4 AND— CANDICE BROS IS SMASHING THAT RIGHT IN COSMOS STOMACH!!! BLOOD IS BEGINNING TO SHOW COME FROM THE MIDSECTION OF GOLDWORTHY!!!

Persephone: ARIA still has that Dragon Sleeper applied– BUT DIAMOND MANAGES TO GET OUT OF IT!!! SHE REVERSES INTO A SNAPMARE TO ARIA AND– LANDS A PENALTY KICK RIGHT IN THE BACK OF ARIA!! DIAMOND THEN GOES OVER TOWARDS CANDICE AND TAKES AWAY THE 2X4 AS NOW THEY’RE FIGHTING EACH OTHER!!

Rich Russillo: CANDICE CLOBBERS DIAMOND WITH A RIGHT! BUT DIAMOND RESPONDS WITH A LEFT HOOK PUNCH!!! BACK AND FORTH THEY GO!!! CANDICE FOLLOWS WITH A HEADBUTT– BUT DIAMOND MOVES OUT THE WAY AND– DELIVERS WITH A BIG BOOT!! CANDICE GOES DOWN TO THE CANVAS AS DIAMOND PICKS CANDICE UP–

Thadd Blazevich: AND SHE’S GOING FOR A SUPLEX BROSKI– BUT CANDICE LANDS RIGHT ON HER FEET AND DELIVERS WITH A SUPERKICK TO THE BACK OF DIAMOND’S HEAD!!! DIAMOND IS STUNNED AS CANDICE BRO TURNS DIAMOND DIXON AROUND– AND DELIVERS WITH A SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX BRO!!! CANDICE GOES FOR THE COVER!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!

Persephone: To the surprise of no one, Diamond gets her shoulders up on the one count as this match continues. Cosmo is back on his feet, and HE JUST TOOK THE BARBED WIRE OUT OF THE 2X4 AND HAS LATCHED IT AROUND CANDICE’S NECK!!!!!

Rich Russillo: COSMO HAS CANDICE IN A PREDICAMENT HERE, THEY MAY NEED TO STOP THE MATCH IF THIS CONTINUES ON– BUT LOOK! ARIA IS BACK IN THE RING AND DELIVERS AN ENZIGURI TO THE BACK OF COSMO’S HEAD!!! COSMO LETS GO OF CANDICE WHO DROPS TO THE MAT!!

Thadd Blazevich: ARIA BRO NOW HAS COSMO IN POSITION AND– DELIVERS WITH A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!! COSMO IS DOWN AS ARIA GOES FOR THE COVER!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!

Persephone: Cosmo gets the shoulders up at one, but I think ARIA expected that as she immediately– goes for a surfboard submission maneuver!!! She has Cosmo stretched out… PAUSE.

Rich Russillo: ARIA HAS THAT LOCKED IN AS AGAIN WITH THAT SLEEPER TO COSMO, PERHAPS SHE’S LOOKING FOR A TAP OUT OR SUBMISSION HERE AT PAIN FOR PRIDE!! BUT LOOK– DIAMOND IS BACK IN THE RING– WITH A PAN SHEET!!! WHAT IS DOING WITH THAT–

Thadd Blazevich: SHE SMACKS ARIA WITH THAT PANSHEET ON HER HEAD!! ARIA LETS GO OF THE SURFBOARD SUBMISSION AS DIAMOND NOW PICKS ARIA UP AND DELIVERS WITH A SPINEBUSTER!!!! ARIA CRASHES TO THE MAT AS DIAMOND GOES FOR THE COVER ON ARIA!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!

Persephone: BUT ARIA KICKS OUT OF ONE THIS TIME! EVERYONE IN THIS MATCH HAS ALREADY KICKED OUT OF ONE. DESPITE THE FIGHT, THEY’RE BRINGING NOBODY IS GOING EASILY!!! HOPEFULLY SOMEBODY CAN TAKE A GUN AND SHOOT EACH OTHER!!!!

Rich Russillo: Candice soon enters the frame and DELIVERS WITH A DROPKICK TO SEND DIAMOND OUT OF THE RING!! DIAMOND GOES TUMBLING OVER AS CANDICE ROLLS OUT AND NAILS HER WITH AN ELBOW RIGHT TO HER NECK!!!

Thadd Blazevich: It looks like these two have taken this fight to the outside as Candice— TAKES A WEAPON FROM THE AUDIENCE— AND IT’S SOMEBODY’S BEER!!! I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT BRAND THAT IS, DUDE, AS IT LOOKS LIKE CANDICE IS GOING TO SPILL SOME TOWARDS DIAMOND!

Persephone: BUT DIAMOND DELIVERS A HIGH KICK AND SWATS THAT BEER OUT OF CANDICE’S HAND— AND IT SPILLS ONTO SOME RANDOM FAT GUY IN THE CROWD HAHAHAHA!!!

Thadd Blazevich: Hey, bro, why are you bodyshaming someone?? Not coolio to say that stuff, broski!

Persephone: God, why do I have this dork with me!!!

Rich Russillo: DIAMOND AND CANDICE CONTINUE WITH THEIR FIGHTING AND— COSMO COMES RIGHT IN WITH A DIVING CROSSBODY ONTO THE OUTSIDE TOWARDS CANDICE!!! THIS ISN’T GOOD FOR CANDICE— AS NOW BOTH DIAMOND AND COSMO ARE BEATING THE CRAP OUT OF HER!!

Thadd Blazevich: STOMPS GALORE TOWARDS PRINCESS CANDICE AND– WAIT LOOK OUT!! ARIA BRO JUST NAILED BOTH DIAMOND AND COSMO WITH A TOPE CON HILO!!! TAKING THEM BOTH DOWN ON THE GROUND AS THE CROWD IN TORONTO IS GOING CRAZY FOR IT BRO!!

Persephone: These hooligans will cheer for anything, I bet if you go into that ring right now–

Rich Russillo: DO NOT FINISH THAT THOUGHT!

Persephone: What? I wasn’t going to say anything!

Rich Russillo: Anyways… ARIA now grabs a hold of Cosmo and– IRISH WHIPS HIM TO THE CORNER BARRICADE NEAR OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!! COSMO LANDS RIGHT ON HIS BACK AS ARIA STEPS BACK– AND DELIVERS WITH A SHOTGUN DROPKICK SENDING COSMO OVER THE BARRICADE!!!

Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, bro, Cosmo might be cooked there, as Candice is soon up on her feet, as ARIA looks to check on her now. It seems like both ARIA and Candice may have shifted the momentum back on their sid–

Persephone: And you spoke too soon, idiot.

Rich Russillo: Diamond recovers and comes rushing in towards ARIA and Candice, sending them over the barricade as well!! Diamond hops over as now they have taken this fight into the crowd!!! Diamond clobbers ARIA with a strike while Cosmo recovers and nails Candice with a punch to the back of her head!! Rights and lefts being dished out!

Thadd Blazevich: WAIT A SECOND!! CANDICE JUST GRABBED SOMEONE’S FORK OUT OF THE CROWD AND– SHE STABS DIAMOND WITH THAT FORK RIGHT INTO HER EYEBROW!!!! DIAMOND IS IN UTTER PAIN AS CANDICE DROPS THE FORK AS SHE, DIAMOND, ARIA, AND COSMO HAVE MADE THEIR WAY TO THE STAIRCASE HERE AT ROGERS CENTRE.

Persephone: ARIA GOES FOR SHINING WIZARD TOWARDS COSMO, BUT COSMO DODGES IT AS ARIA HITS HER KNEE RIGHT ON THE STAIR GUARDRAIL IN THE MIDDLE!!!

Rich Russillo: COSMO TAKES ADVANTAGE AND LANDS A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO ARIA!! COSMO BEGINS CLIMBING UP THE STAIRS WHILE CANDICE AND DIAMOND ARE GOING AT IT AS CANDICE NOW TAKES SOMEONE’S BOTTLE DRINK– AND SMASHES IT RIGHT ON DIAMOND’S HEAD!!! THEY MAKE THEIR WAY NEAR THE MIDDLE GUARDRAIL WHERE THE STAIRS ARE AS CANDICE GETS DIAMOND IN POSITION FOR A CASTLE’S CRUMBLING–

Thadd Blazevich: WAIT, BRO, LOOK OUT!!

Persephone: OKAY!

Rich Russillo: COSMO JUST SLID DOWN THE GUARDRAIL AND TOOK DOWN CANDICE WITH A CLOTHESLINE!!! SAVING DIAMOND FROM NAILED WITH CASTLES CRUMBLING THIS EARLY INTO THE MATCH!!!

Thadd Blazevich: NOW COSMO BEGINS STOMPING DOWN ON CANDICE AS DIAMOND RECOVERS!! DIAMOND BRO IS BACK ON HER FEET AS NOW SHE AND COSMO LIFT CANDICE AND– DELIVERS A DOUBLE POWERBOMB RIGHT ON THE GUARDRAIL!!! MY GOD, BRO CANDICE MAY BE BROKEN IN HALF!!!!!

Persephone: Many things I could say right now…

Rich Russillo: Now Diamond grabs a hold of someone’s beer as Cosmo has Candice’s left eye wide open and– DIAMOND JUST POURED BEER RIGHT INTO CANDICE’S LEFT EYE!!!! THAT HAS TO STING AS CANDICE IS WITHERING IN PAIN!!!

Thadd Blazevich: THAT IS SO NASTY BROSKI AND–

(SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.)

Persephone: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT???

Rich Russillo: ARIA IS BACK UP AND MANAGED TO FIND A FIRE EXTINGUISHER NEARBY AND SPRAYED IT TOWARDS COSMO AND DIAMOND!! THEY’RE BOTH BLINDED NOW AS ARIA GOES TOWARDS A BLINDED COSMO– AND DELIVERS A POP-UP POWERBOMB RIGHT ON THAT MIDDLE GUARDRAIL!! NOW HE FEELS THE PAIN THAT CANDICE HAD FELT!!!

Thadd Blazevich: Meanwhile, Candice– despite being in massive pain right now is up on her feet and HEATBUTTS DIAMOND RIGHT IN HER SKULL!! DIAMOND STUMBLES BACK AS CANDICE HAS HER POSITION AND– DELIVERS WITH AN EXPLODER ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR IN THE CROWD HERE AT ROGERS CENTER!!!

(Diamond feels that exploder suplex from Candice, and soon enough she starts making her way back towards the barricade, as Candice follows suit.)

Persephone: Diamond is right by the barricade now, as they look to be taking this match right back to the ringside. Diamond is leaning up against the barricade and–

Rich Russillo: CANDICE COMES RUNNING IN WITH A FLYING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!!!! SENDING HER DIAMOND OVER THE BARRICADE AND BACK TO RINGSIDE!!!!! THEY ARE BOTH DOWN AND OUT FROM THAT COLLISION!!

Thadd Blazevich: MEANWHILE ARIA AND COSMO ARE STILL FIGHTING THROUGH THE CROWD WITH MANY PUNCHES BEING THROWN TO EACH OTHER!!!! THEY HAVE MADE THEIR NEAR THE MASSIVE STAGE AREA HERE AT PAIN FOR PRIDE! COSMO AND ARIA GOING AT RIGHT NOW BROS AS ARIA WANTS A GLITCH IN THE MATRIX ON THAT CONCRETE FLOOR— BUT COSMO FIGHTS OUT OF IT!!!! COSMO THEN TURNS AROUND AND–

Persephone: HE DELIVERS A GERMAN SUPLEX RIGHT ON THE SIDE OF THE STAGE!!! ARIA LANDS HEADFIRST FROM THAT GERMAN AS COSMO GRABS A HOLD OF ARIA BY HER HAIR AS HE’S NOW DRAGGING HER BACK THROUGH THE CROWD AND PRESUMABLY BACK TO RINGSIDE!!

Rich Russillo: Candice is back up on her feet as she picks Diamond up and sends her back into the ring, and now she looks underneath for a weapon, and– SHE PULLS OUT A TUB FULL OF LIGHT TUBES!!! SHE SLIDES THAT IN THE RING AS– SHE’S LOOKING AND– SHE BRINGS A MINI GLASS PANE!! SHE SLIDES INTO THE RING AND LOOKS TO USE IT ON DIAMOND–

Thadd Blazevich: BUT DIAMOND CATCHES CANDICE’S ARM BEFORE SHE COULD USE THAT GLASS PANE!!! IT’S A TUG OF WAR OF WHO MANAGES TO GET OUT OF THIS SITUATION AT ONE PIECE AS–

Persephone: COSMO JUST ENTERED BACK INTO THE RING AND SNATCHES THE GLASS PANE FROM CANDICE!! HE JUST SENT ARIA FLYING OVER THE BARRICADE AS SHE LIES ON THE GROUND!! DIAMOND DELIVERS WITH A BIG BOOT TO CANDICE AS SHE TURNS AROUND–

(SMASH!!!)

Rich Russillo: SMASHED WITH THE GLASS PANE!!!! COSMO DELIVERS THAT SHOT TO CANDICE AS SHE GOES DOWN AS HE MAKES THE COVER NOW!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOO!!

Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE KICKS OUT!!! SHE GETS THE SHOULDERS UP AS COSMO AND DIAMOND LOOK AT EACH OTHER AS THEY CONTINUE THE BEATDOWN ON CANDICE!! Diamond bro just noticed the tub of light tubs as she picks one up– AND IS ABOUT TO USE IT ON CANDICE BLAIR!!!!

(BANGGGG!!!)

Rich Russillo: ARIA IS BACK IN THE RING AND NAILS DIAMOND WITH A STEEL PIPE SHE GOT UNDERNEATH THE RING! WE MUST HAVE NOT NOTICED IT AS SHE DELIVERS THAT STEEL PIPE TO THE BACK OF DIAMOND!! COSMO GOES TOWARDS ARIA WITH A CLOTHESLINE– BUT ARIA DODGES IT AND DELIVERS COSMO WITH A STEEL PIPE SHOT TO HIS MIDSECTION!!! THE SAME MIDSECTION THAT WAS SCRAPED EARLIER WITH BARBED WIRE!!

Thadd Blazevich: COSMO BRO IS DOWN ON ONE KNEE AS ARIA STEPS BACK AND– DELIVERS WITH A SHINING WIZARD!! SHE NAILS THAT RIGHT ON COSMO’S FACE AS SHE GOES FOR THE COVER AND THE WIN!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOO!!

Persephone: COSMO GETS HIS SHOULDERS UP!!!

Rich Russillo: ARIA wastes no time and checks in on Candice, who’s telling her she’s okay even though there is so much blood being dripped out of Candice’s head! Candice was in this same environment last year when she faced Selina Reyes as ARIA goes towards Cosmo– AND LOCKS IN A CROSS ARMBREAKER!!! ANOTHER SUBMISSION MANEUVER AS COSMO MAY BE IN TROUBLE HERE!!!

Thadd Blazevich: THAT’S NOT ALL. CANDICE GOES TO COSMO’S OTHER ARM AND IS APPLYING JOINT MANIPULATION, CAUSING EVEN MORE PAIN AND DISCOMFORT TO COSMO!!!

Persephone: ARIA and Candice got Cosmo in the device right now, Crodie, my god fam!!

Thadd Blazevich: Why are you talking like that, bro???

Persephone: I picked some Toronto slang, so what???

Rich Russillo: Persephone isn’t necessarily wrong, though, as Cosmo is in a tough predicament right now– BUT DIAMOND COMES IN A RUNNING SENTON TO ARIA WHO WAS LYING ON THE GROUND FOR THAT ARMBREAKER!!! CANDICE INSTANTLY LETS GO OF TRYING TO BREAK COSMO’S FINGERS AS SHE GOES FOR A SUPERKICK!!!

Thadd Blazevich: BUT DIAMOND SEES THAT COMING AND MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!! CANDICE TURNS AROUND AND GOES FOR A CHOP– BUT IS MET WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE!!!!! CANDICE LIES FLAT ON THE GROUND AS DIAMOND NOW TAKES ANOTHER LIGHT TUBE OUT OF THE TUB AND—

Persephone: YES YES YES!!!

Rich Russillo: DIAMOND IS LUGGING THAT LIGHT TUBE RIGHT ON CANDICE’S LEFT EYE!!!! SHE MIGHT TRY TO IMPALE CANDICE WITH THE LIGHT TUBE AT THIS POINT, AS CANDICE IS SCREAMING IN PAIN!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: Now Diamond lets go– BUT THEN SMASHES THAT LIGHT TUBE RIGHT ON THE HEAD OF CANDICE!! EVEN MORE BLOOD IS POURING OUT AS CANDICE LOOKS LIKE SHE’S BEEN INVOLVED IN A CAR ACCIDENT!!!

Persephone: Now Cosmo is starting to get back on his feet as he rolls out the ring and looks underneath the ring and– PULLS OUT A PIZZA CUTTER!!!! BUT LOOK IN THE RING!!

Rich Russillo: ARIA DELIVERS A BACKSTABBER TO DIAMOND!!!! DIAMOND GOES DOWN AS ARIA TURNS AROUND AND– COSMO NAILS ARIA WITH THAT PIZZA CUTTER RIGHT ON HER FOREHEAD!!! BEFORE ARIA CAN EVEN HIT THE GROUND, COSMO CATCHES ARIA AND–

Thadd Blazevich: SHE PLACES ARIA INTO A CROSSFACE CHICKENWING– AND USES THE PIZZA CUTTER RIGHT ON THE BRIDGE OF HER NOSE!!! BLOOD IS POURING OUT OF THAT AREA FROM ARIA NOW AS THIS COULD BE BAD NEWS BRO REALLY BAD NEWS!!!

Persephone: BUT CANDICE IS BACK UP, AND SHE STOPS THE SUBMISSION BEFORE COSMO COULD EVEN CONTINUE IT!!! CANDICE IS NAILING HEAVY SHOTS TO THE MIDSECTION OF COSMO, AND EVEN THOUGH THAT LEFT EYE IS HEAVILY DAMAGED… CANDICE ISN’T GIVING UP UNTIL SHE PHYSICALLY CAN’T GO!!

Rich Russillo: CANDICE BRINGS COSMO BACK TO HIS FEET AND– LOOKS TO GO FOR CASTLES CRUMBLING HERE!!!

(SMASH!!!)

Thadd Blazevich: DIAMOND BRO JUST NAILS CANDICE WITH AN ELECTRIC GUITAR!!! SHE SMASHES THAT RIGHT ON CANDICE’S BACK, AS YET AGAIN HER ATTEMPT TO USE CASTLES CRUMBLING DID NOT WORK AS COSMO AND DIAMOND SAVED EACH OTHER FROM CANDICE USING THAT MOVE!!!

Persephone: ARIA IS STARTING TO GET UP, LEANING TOWARDS THE ROPES AS DIAMOND RUNS TOWARDS HER– AS ARIA DUMPS DIAMOND OVER THE TOP ROPE!! COSMO TRIES TO GO AFTER ARIA AS WELL– BUT SHES DODGES AS HE GETS SENT FLYING FROM THE MIDDLE ROPE!!!

Rich Russillo: Both Diamond and Cosmo are on the outside of the ring as ARIA springboards over the top rope, changes her position– AND GOES FOR SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT TO THE OUTSIDE TO BOTH DIAMOND AND COSMO!! THE TORONTO CROWD IS GOING WILD HERE AS THESE TWO TEAMS ARE GOING MENTAL FOR THIS MATCH AS THEY SHOULD!!

Thadd Blazevich: ARIA bro slides back into the ring as soon as Candice meets her, as the two nod at each other before rolling to the outside near our commentary booth. They look underneath the ring– AS THEY PULL OUT A DOOR!!! THEY SLIDE THAT DOOR BACK IN THE RING AS NOW ARIA PULLS OUT TWO CHAIRS FROM UNDERNEATH THE RING AS BOTH CANDICE AND ARIA ENTER BACK INTO THE RING AND PLACE THOSE CHAIRS ON EACH SIDE AND PLACE THE DOOR ON TOP OF IT NEAR ONE OF THE CORNERS!!

Persephone: BUT DIAMOND AND COSMO HAVE RECOVERED AS THEY RUSH TOWARDS THE RING AS– BOTH TEAMS ARE BRAWLING WITH ONE ANOTHER AGAIN!!! PURE HATRED BEING DISPLAYED BY BOTH SIDES HERE!!!!

Rich Russillo: ARIA AND CANDICE MANAGED TO STUN COSMO AND DIAMOND HERE AS THEY LOOK AT EACH OTHER AND GO FOR SUPERKICKS AT BOTH OF THEM!!!

Thadd Blazevich: BUT THEY DODGED IT!!! AS DIAMOND DELIVERS A BIG BOOT TO ARIA WHILE COSMO TAKES CANDICE DOWN WITH A SCORPIAN KICK!! ARIA HITS THE MAT WHILST DIAMONDS AND COSMO BRING CANDICE TO THAT CORNER WHERE THEY SET UP THAT DOOR AND–

Persephone: THEY’RE POSITIONING TO LAND A DOUBLE CRUFIX POWERBOMB ONTO THAT DOOR!!!

Rich Russillo: CANDICE GETS OUT OF IT AS SHE STUMBLES TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER!!! DIAMOND GOES RUNNING TOWARDS HER– BUT IS MET WITH A SPINNING WHEEL KICK!!! IT TAKES DIAMOND OUT!! COSMO NOW RUSHES TOWARDS CANDICE– AND TRIES TO GO FOR COLDEST WINTER!!!

Thadd Blazevich: BUT CANDICE BRO MOVES OUT THE WAY!!! THE SPEAR DOESN’T CONNECT AS COSMO TURNS OUT– AND IS MET WITH HEADSCISORS TAKEDOWN!! COSMO STUMBS BACK ON HIS FEET AS CANDICE GETS A HOLD OF COSMO AND–

Persephone: AND IS MET WITH RAGS TO RICHES ON THE DOOR!!! COSMO CRASHES INTO IT!!! THAT WHEELBARROW FACEBUSTER CONNECTS AS CANDICE GOES FOR THE COVER!!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOO!!

Rich Russillo: BUT COSMO GETS HIS SHOULDERS UP HERE!!! CANDICE IS A BIT ANNOYED, BUT THAT ISN’T STOPPING HER AS SHE TOWARDS ARIA WHO IS STARTING TO GET UP– BUT DIAMOND FROM OUTSIDE GRABS A HOLD OF ARIA AS SHE DROPS TO THE GROUND FACEFIRST!!! SHE SLIDES HER OUT TO THE OUTSIDE AND– SMACKS HER RIGHT INTO THE CORNER RINGPOST!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE QUICKLY EXITS BETWEEN THE ROPES AND TRIES TO GO FOR A FLYING FOREARM TO DIAMOND FROM THE RING APPRON– BUT DIAMOND CATCHES HER AND– LANDS A FALLAWAY SLAM ONTO THE BARRICADE!!! DIAMON BRINGS ARIA BRO BACK INTO THE RING, WHO SEEMS TO BE STUMBLING ON HER FEET AS SHE TURNS AROUND–

Persephone: SPEAR!! DIAMOND DIXON CONNECTS WITH THE SPEAR AS ARIA GOES DOWN AND THIS MAY BE IT!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOO!!

Rich Russillo: ARIA GETS HER SHOULDERS UP!!! THIS MATCH CONTINUES!!!! Diamond doesn’t look all too happy, but he heads towards Cosmo, who’s beginning to recover as they roll out of the ring and begin to look underneath. What the hell could they be trying to find now???

Thadd Blazevich: OH MY GOD BRO!! IT’S A GLASS TABLE!!! DIAMOND AND COSMO HAVE BROUGHT OUT A GLASS TABLE FOR THIS MATCH AND– THEY’RE STILL NOT DONE???? BRO WHAT ELSE COULD THEY FIND??

Persephone: A WHITE BAG????

(Cosmo takes the white bag, loosens the knot, and places it on top of the glass table…)

Rich Russillo: IT’S THUMBTACKS!!! THUMBTACKS ON THE GLASS TABLE!!!! THIS MAY BE DOUBLE PAIN TO WHOEVER GETS PUT THROUGH THAT!!! DIAMOND AND COSMO PLACE THAT OUTSIDE THE RING AS DIAMOND GOES TOWARDS AN AWAKENING ARIA AND–

Thadd Blazevich: PHOENIX CUTTER!!!! THE CUTTER CONNECTS TO ARIA AS SHE MAKES THE COVER ON DIAMOND NOW!!!! COSMO NOTICES THIS AND RUSHES THE RING!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOO!!

Persephone: AND COSMO BREAKS IT UP TIME!!! COSMO BRING ARIA UP AND– DELIVERS WITH A GAMENGIRI!!! ARIA IS STUNNED AS COSMO STEPS BACK– AND DELIVERS WITH A READY TO DIE!!! THE TORNADO KICK DELIVERS AS NOW COSMO GOES FOR THE COVER ON ARIA!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOO!!

Rich Russillo: NOW CANDICE BREAKS UP THE PIN!!!! SHE PULLS COSMOS LEGS FROM THE HARD CAMERA SIDE OF THE RING AS– CANDICE IS DELIVERING SOME MACHINEGUN CHOPS TO COSMO– BUT IT’S TOWARDS HIS MIDSECTION, WHICH AGAIN IS HEAVILY BRUISED AND TORN UP!

Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE BRO MAY BE GOING FOR SOMETHING HERE– BUT DIAMOND COMES IN WITH A DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF CANDICE’S HEAD!!! SHE GOES DOWN AS DIAMOND NOW GRABS A HOLD OF CANDICE AS SHE DRAGS TO WHERE SHE PLACED THE THUMBTACK PLACED GLASS TABLE– AND I THINK THIS IS BAD NEWS, BROS!!

Persephone: RIP CANDICE! She will be remembered by some…

Rich Russillo: DIAMOND GRABS CANDICE BY THE THROAT AND– IS GOING FOR A CHOKESLAM ON THAT GLASS TABLE–

Thadd Blazevich: BUT CANDICE IS ELBOWING DIAMOND!!! SHE’S FIGHTING THE BEST SHE CAN!!!

Persephone: BUT DIAMOND DELIVERS WITH A HEATBUTT OF HER OWN!!! DOING WHAT CANDICE DID EARLIER, AS IT LOOKS LIKE IT MIGHT BE IT FOR CANDICE— WAIT!!

(Suddenly, a massive amount of cheers would rock the Rogers Center.)

Rich Russillo: ARIA JUST CAME RUNNING IN AND DELIVERED WITH A J4A!!! JUSTICE 4 ALL CONNECTS!! THE RUNNING KNEE STRIKE TO DIAMOND AS ARIA SAVES HER PARTNER FROM SMASHING INTO THAT GLASS TABLE!! CANDICE IS DROPPED TO THE GROUND AND SLOWLY CRAWLS NEAR THE BARRICADE!! DIAMOND IS RESTING NEAR THE STEPS AS ARIA MAY HAVE SAVED–

(Those cheers, however, would quickly turn into utter shock.)

(SMAAAASHHHHHHH!!!)

Thadd Blazevich: OH MY GOD BROSKIS!!!

Persephone: WHAT THE–

Rich Russillo: COSMO JUST NAILED HOLLOW POINT FROM THE TOP ROPE ONTO THE OUTSIDE TO AN UNSUSPECTING ARIA WHO GOES THROUGH THE GLASS TABLE PLACED WITH THUMBTACKS!!!! COSMO ROLLS FORWARD AND LIES ON THE GROUND AS ARIA IS COMPLETELY OUT OF IT!!!

(The camera then shows ARIA lying on her stomach, with her back being shown, and you can see the shards of glass and thumbtacks placed all around her body. Fans are in disbelief as they may have changed the tides for both Cosmo and Diamond.)

Thadd Blazevich: AWWW DUDE!

Persephone: I LOVE THIS GAME THIS IS THE SHIT I LOVE!!

Rich Russillo: WHAT IS THERE TO LOVE ARIA ISN’T MOVING HERE AND LOOKS COMPLETELY OUT OF IT!! CANDICE IS SEEING THIS AT THE BARRICADE LOOKING TRAUMATIZED!! NOW COSMO RUSHES TOWARDS CANDICE AND DELIVERS A CHARGING BACK ELBOW!!! COSMO NOW BRINGS CANDICE BACK TO THE RING AND– SPRINGBOARDS UP FOR A DANCE MACABRE!!! THE SPRINGBOARD DDT DELIVERS AS HE GOES FOR THE COVER!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOO!!

Referee: THREEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: ………….

Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE BRO KICKS OUT!!! COSMO IS FRUSTRATED HERE AS SOON ENOUGH DIAMOND RE-ENTERS THE FRAME AND– CANDICE IS ALL BY HERSELF!! COSMO STANDS BY SIDE DIAMOND AS CANDICE LEANS BACK ON THE ROPES LOOKING AT BOTH OF THEM! DIAMOND AND COSMO NOD AT EACH OTHER BEFORE THEY BRING CANDICE UP TO HER–

Persephone: BUT SOMEHOW SOME WAY!!! CANDICE IS FIGHTING BACK!!! SHE DELIVERS A FOREARM TO COSMO!! A FOREARM TO DIAMOND!!! COSMO TRIES TO GO FOR AN ENZIGURI!!! BUT CANDICE DODGES IT AND DELIVERS WITH A SAITO SUPLEX TO COSMO!!!

Rich Russillo: DIAMOND TURNS CANDICE AROUND– BUT CANDICE DELIVERS WITH A SUPERKICK!!! IT STUNS DIAMOND MOMENTARILY!!! CANDICE DELIVERS WITH ANOTHER SUPERKICK!! DIAMOND IS STUNNED AGAIN AS CANDICE RUNS FROM THE ROPES AND BACK–

Thadd Blazevich: COSMO BRO IS BACK WITH A HANDSPRING ELBOW TO CANDICE!! SHE GOES TO THE GROUND AS SOON ENOUGH DIAMOND AND COSMO BEGIN TO STOMP OUT CANDICE, WHO ISN’T WELL LIKED HERE IN TORONTO

Persephone: This is a numbers game, folks! ARIA is pretty much dead right now, and Candice has to fight this battle all by herself.

Rich Russillo: Diamond brings Candice up to her and– HAS HER LOCKED IN WITH A BEARHUG!! CANDICE IS GASPING FOR AIR AS COSMO RUNS UP AND DELIVERS A SCORPIAN KICK RIGHT ON CANDICE’S HEAD WHILE SHE WAS IN THAT BEAR HUG!! SHE DROPS TO THE GROUND AS COSMO AND DIAMOND HAVE ALL THE ADVANTAGE HERE!!

Cosmo Goldworthy: (off-mic) It’s time to end this shit!

Thadd Blazevich: Cosmo bro picks Candice up again and sends her towards Diamond, who lifts her– AND DELIVERS WITH A FACELIFT FACEBUSTER!!!! CANDICE GOES DOWN AS DIAMOND NOW GOES FOR THE COVER!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOO!!

Referee: THREEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: ………….

Referee: ………….

Persephone: Oh fuck off

Rich Russillo: CANDICE GETS HER SHOULDERS UP!! SHE IS STILL IN THIS MATCH!!!! DIAMOND AND COSMO ARE IRATE AS THEY THOUGHT THAT WAS IT FOR CANDICE!! CANDICE IS A WOMAN WITH ALL THE FIGHT AND THE WILL TO NOT GIVE UP, NO MATTER WHAT!!!

Thadd Blazevich: Candice is on her knees, with the blood trickling down as Candice bro looks like she went through six different hours here in the six!! Cosmo and Diamond look down at Candice, who throws another punch to Cosmo and another one to Diamond, but doesn’t have the same energy to fire that she had before.

Persephone: Cosmo now brings Candice up again and– SLAPS HER RIGHT IN THE FACE BEFORE BRINGING HER BACK TOWARDS DIAMOND— AS DIAMOND GOES FOR ANOTHER FACELIFT!!!

Rich Russillo: BUT WAIT A MINUTE, CANDICE REVERSES INTO VICTORY ROLL!! SHE COULD THE STEAL THE WIN HERE!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!

Thadd Blazevich: BUT COSMO BREAKS IT UP RIGHT AWAY! ONLY GETTING ONE COUNT AS HE CONTINUES EVEN MORE STOMPS TOWARDS CANDICE!! DIAMOND LOOKS ANGRY AS SHE TELLS COSMO SOMETHING!

Persephone: DIAMOND HOLDS CANDICE UP AGAIN AND– COSMO DELIVERS COLDEST WINTER THE SPEAR CONNECTS!!! CANDICE HAS BEEN IT TWO FINISHING BLOWS THIS HAS TO BE IT!!

Rich Russillo: BUT DIAMOND AND COSMO AREN’T PINNING CANDICE, THEY WANT TO MAKE SURE SHE DOESN’T KICK OUT THE NEXT TIME THEY GO FOR THAT COVER!! DIAMOND ROLLS OUT TO THE RING AND LOOKS UNDERNATH AND–

(The audience has an even more shocked expression at what Diamond pulls out under the ring…)

Persephone: ????

Rich Russillo: THAT IS A TABLE FILLED WITH EXPLOSIVES!!! WHAT KIND OF SICK MONSTER PUT THAT UNDER THE RING!!! DIAMOND AND COSMO MAY JUST WANT PHYSICALLY KILL CANDICE TONIGHT AND NOT HAVE HER KICK OUT!!!

Thadd Blazevich: I got a bad feeling about this, bro…

Persephone: YOU THINK? It’s a table filled with explosives. Of course, something “bad” is going to happen, but for me? I live for something like this!

Rich Russillo: Diamond has that table set up on the outside as she jumps onto the apron! Cosmo brings a dead to right Candice Blair over to the top rope and lifts her! Cosmo then climbs over the top rope and stands over the beam holding the middle turnbuckle. Someone please just stop this already, THIS MATCH IS OVER!!!

Persephone: You snooze, you lose, Rich HA!

Thadd Blazevich: COSMO BRO NOW GOT CANDICE LIFTED AS DIAMOND IS HELPING OUT AS THEY MAY BE LOOKING AT A DOUBLE POWERBOMB THROUGH THAT TABLE FILLED WITH EXPLOSIVES!!

Persephone: THEY’RE GOING FOR IT!!!!

(KABOOOOOOOOM!!)

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(Somebody went through that explosive table….)

(… but it wasn’t Candice.)

Rich Russillo: DIAMOND JUST WENT THROUGH THE TABLE!!! THE EXPLOSION IS HUGE HERE AT THE ROGERS CENTER AS EVERYONE IS IN SHOCK ABOUT WHAT JUST HAPPENED!! DIAMOND ISN’T MOVING–

Thadd Blazevich: ALL THANKS TO ARIA!!!

Persephone: WHAT!

Rich Russillo: ARIA WITH EVERY ENERGY SHE HAD DELIVERED ANOTHER J4A RUNNING KNEE TO DIAMOND FROM THE RING TO THE ARPON!!! SHE WENT CRASHING INTO THAT TABLE AS CANDICE MANGES TO GET OUT OF THAT POWERBOMB POSITION FROM THE TOP ROPE!!

Thadd Blazevich: ARIA BRO JUST MADE THE SAVE TO CANDICE AT THE LAST SECOND AS NOW COSMO SEEING ARIA THERE JUMPS ON THE APRON AND GOES FOR ‘GOLD RUSH’ SLINGSHOT SOMMERSAULT LARIAT—

Persephone: WHAT!

Rich Russillo: ARIA INTERCEPTS IT WITH A J4A!!! SHE NAILS IT AGAIN THIS TIME HITTING COSMO WITH IT AS HE TRIED GOING FOR THE GOLD RUSH!! COSMO IS DOWN ON HIS KNEES, LOOKING BATTERED FROM WHAT HAD JUST OCCURRED! ARIA HAS FOUND LIFE IN THIS MATCH WHERE WE DIDN’T THINK SHE WAS GOING TO COME BACK!!

Thadd Blazevich: Candice comes back into the ring and grabs two light tubes from the tub she brought in before and hands one over to ARIA! Both broskis have light tubes in their hand as they look at each other before looking at Cosmo, who is down on his knees–

(SMAAAASHHHHHHH!!!)

Rich Russillo: CON-LIGHT TUBES!!! ARIA AND CANDICE JUST SMASHED LIGHTTUBES AT THE EXACT SAME TIME TO COSMO!! ARIA NAILS IT RIGHT IN FRONT OF COSMO’S FACE WHILE CANDICE DELIVERED THE LIGHT ON THE BACK OF COSMO’S HEAD!! COSMO IS BLEEDING EVERYWHERE AS NOW CANDICE GETS A HOLD OF COSMO AND–

Thadd Blazevich: CASTLES CRUMBLING!!! THE DESTROYER CONNECTS AS CANDICE GOES FOR THE COVER HERE!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOO!!

Referee: THREEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: ………….

Referee: ………….

(DING! DING! DING!)

Bella Braxton: YOUR WINNERS OF THIS MATCH… CANDICE BLAIR AND ARIA!!!!

(‘Dynasty’ by Rina Sawayama begins to play as the crowd here in Toronto is in a frenzy over what just happened! Candice and ARIA lie down with their blood being covered and the mental exhaustion that came here, but they managed to come out of this war as winners. They both slowly get up, and their arms are raised by the referee!)

Rich Russillo: What an incredible war that was! Both teams gave it everything they had, and I thought once ARIA was taken out… I didn’t think it was going to end up like this! ARIA recovered even after that glass thumbtack table moment as she and Candice leave Pain for Pride tonight as winners!!

Thadd Blazevich: Don’t take anything away from Cosmo and Diamond; they were absolutely wicked dudes. Great effort by them, but both look to be in serious damage following that I mean… DIAMOND JUST WENT THROUGH AN EXPLOSIVE TABLE BRO!!

Persephone: Yeah, Yeah whatever…

Rich Russillo: Anyways… Congrats to Candice and ARIA for an amazing victory here tonight!!

(Medical staff check on both Cosmo and Diamond as the final scene would see ARIA and Candice holding each other up and making their way up the ramp as Pain for Pride XIX continues on!)

(Commercial airs promoting “Better Wear Ya Cuda” featuring Michael Machina.)

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(The camera slowly pans to the ring now as it shows all of the competitors of the 24/7 Battle Royale standing all together inside of it, all of them ready for the upcoming match. The camera slowly turns now to Bella in the outside.)

Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS THE 24/7 BATTLE ROYALE! Elitists participating in this match must outlast one another by eliminating their opponents over the top rope and the last individual remaining will be awarded the 24/7 Contract at the conclusion of the match which will secure them a future championship opportunity… AND IT STARTS NOW!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Gavin Kirkland: AND WE HAVE OFFICIALLY STARTED OFF THIS MATCH! OH GOD, THIS IS GOING TO GO SO BAD!

Persephone: Can you stop being a dumbass for two seconds? I would like to see them tear each other apart at the start too but they are not doing that for some reason.

Stew-O: There is usually a gigantic amount of people in the 24/7 Battle Royale but for this year, there is a little bit of leeway with 12 people. Still a lot of people inside of a ring but there is some space to start planning some things.

Gavin Kirkland: There is some tension with everyone looking at one another, before…

Grace de Luca: (off-mic) Alright, alright, some of you two are scaredy cats, I see! Well then it is MY time to step up!

(Grace suddenly walks forward and then she stands in the middle of the ring with a confident grin on her face, surprisingly wanting someone to step up to her!)

Gavin Kirkland: Well, hey, look at Grace! I am glad that she ended up getting over her stage fright.

Stew-O: Stage fright as in the sense that she will look for whatever opportunity she gets to avoid being broken in half? In that sense she would indeed have some. But at least she is going out there and daring everyone else to go and fight her. Let us see-

(It doesn’t take long before someone steps up.)

(KELIN.)

Grace de Luca: https://tenor.com/bS2dn.gif

KELIN: (off-mic) I believe we have some unfinished business, no?

Persephone: Lol.

Stew-O: GRACE IMMEDIATELY TURNS AROUND AND THEN RUNS AWAY! She ends up dropping down onto the mat and then rolls under the bottom rope, she is not out that way, remember!

Gavin Kirkland: BUT KELIN IS RIGHT AFTER HER! KELIN drops down himself and rolls through the bottom rope! Grace tries to hop over the barricade- BUT KELIN IS ABLE TO CATCH UP THIS TIME! SHE GRABS HER FROM HER HAIR!

Grace de Luca: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Stew-O: AND AS GRACE SCREAMS THE OTHER WRESTLERS IN THE RING RUSH FORWARD, CHAOS APPEARING LOUD AND CLEAR NOW! EVERYONE FOR THEMSELVES HERE AND NOW!

Gavin Kirkland: ALMOST IMMEDIATELY IT IS ERIS AND SAYURI GOING AT EACH OTHER! These women have involved themselves in many ways ever since they first got here in Elite Answers Wrestling, and they have been in opposite sides since that first day! Just as today it is not different for the two of them!

Persephone: Wha- hey! I am supposed to say the Voltage tidbits! How the hell do you know?

Gavin Kirkland: I pay close attention to the women!

Persephone: Of course you fucking do. Well I sadly have to agree with you that they are trying to tear apart each other right off the bat! Sayuri tries to hit Eris down with a Roundhouse Kick but Eris is able to duck down and then go behind her! SHE PUSHES HER TO THE ROPES! THROW HER ASS OVER!

Stew-O: NO! SAYURI IS ABLE TO LAND A BACK ELBOW TOWARDS THE JAW OF ERIS! Eris ends up stumbling but that gives Sayuri the chance- TO TACKLE HER DOWN ONTO THE MAT! The two ladies are rolling around the mat throwing shots at each other!

Gavin Kirkland: Damien tries to push someone over the ropes! Damien is trying to push Rei to the ropes and somehow get her over but as he tries to lift her up, Rei is able to send an elbow down towards his head! Damien struggles and then backs away, Jamie rushing over after- HITTING AN ENZUIGIRI RIGHT AGAINST THE SIDE OF REI’S HEAD! Rei falls against the ropes and falls though, Jamie can’t lift her up when she is heavier than her though! Jamie tries to turn-

Persephone: THE EMO BITCH OF CAROLINE HITS JAMIE RIGHT ACROSS HER HEAD WITH A ROLLING KICK! Her heel meets against her face right there, but as she rises up- HOLLY ALMOST TAKES HER HEAD OFF WITH A DISCUS LARIAT! BUT AS SHE GETS UP- HALSEY FROM BEHIND! TAKES HER DOWN WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! JUST AS WINONA RUNS TOWARDS A RISING HALSEY AND THEN GETS HER DOWN TOO WITH A RUNNING FOREARM! YEEEESSS! KILL EACH OTHER!

Gavin Kirkland: Well look at you all excited!

Persephone: And just like that all of my excitement is gone, I hate it here again, thanks Gavin.

Gavin Kirkland: No worries!

Persephone: 😐

Stew-O: Please don’t break your chair over his head, Persephone. Back to the action, Grace has somehow held up her scream through all of that sequence, quite impressive if you ask me, as KELIN is able to pull her off of the barricade and then grab her by her waist- LIFTING HER UP ONTO THE AIR! HE WANTS TO SLAM HER BACK FIRST AGAINST THE EDGE OF THE RING APRON!

Gavin Kirkland: BUT BY SOME MIRACLE GRACE IS ABLE TO REACH FORWARD AND THEN GRAB ONTO THE TOP ROPE OF THE RING! KELIN brought her high enough so she could grab onto it! She struggles on his grasp trying to break free!

Persephone: COME ON, KELIN, BREAK HER IN HALF FOR ME!

Stew-O: But Grace is able to get a kick in and then escape away from KELIN! She is able to break free and then go back inside of the ring! She scurries away and then she rises up to her feet, laughing maniacally!

Gavin Kirkland: AND DURING HER LAUGHING FIT ASHLYNN GOES BEHIND HER AND THEN HITS HER WITH A RUNNING PUMP KICK RIGHT TOWARDS HER BACK! Grace goes down hard onto the mat as Ashlynn tries to follow through, grabbing onto Grace and then trying to pick her back up to throw her over the top rope!

(But just as Ashlynn is about to go for it, she suddenly stops in her tracks. She feels a chill go down her spine as KELIN grabs tightly onto the ropes in front of her, pulling himself up to the ring apron as he stands above several feet in front of her.)

(Ashlynn quickly drops Grace to the ground and then she smiles brightly towards KELIN.)

Ashlynn Quinn: (off-mic) OH MY GOSH! KELIN, RIGHT?! It is such a pleasure to meet you! I want to say, up close like this, you look incredible… but you can look even more fabulous, I can give you some beauty tips later AS LONG as you do not attack me, okay? Part of Ashlynn!

(A grin ends up escaping out of KELIN once he hears what Ashlynn has to say.)

KELIN: (off-mic) A very tempting offer, Miss Quinn! But I am afraid, I am looking for something better that you just can’t give me.

Ashlynn Quinn: (off-mic) …Okay, I think that is wrong because I can also give you fashion tips, you know?

Stew-O: KELIN SNATCHES ASHLYNN BY HER THROAT!!!

Gavin Kirkland: AND THEN WITH INCREDIBLE POWER HE IS ABLE TO SHOVE HER BACK! ASHLYNN JUST WENT FLYING!!! KELIN enters back inside of the ring! DAMIEN TRIES TO RUN AT HIM- BUT HE LIFTS HIM UP! SPINEBUSTER RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!

Stew-O: KELIN RISES, JAMIE TRIES TO RUN AT HIM- BUT HE SCOOPS HER UP AS WELL! ANOTHER SPINEBUSTER! WINONA AND HOLLY RISE, TRYING TO RUN AT KELIN WITH A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE-

Gavin Kirkland: JUST FOR HIM TO RUN THROUGH THEIR ARMS AND BREAK IT LIKE NOTHING! HE BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES AS THEY TURN- HE TAKES THEM DOWN WITH A DOUBLE LARIAT!!! WHAT THE HELL?!

Stew-O: CAROLINE JUMPS OFF THE CORNER AND THEN SHE JUMPS ONTO THE BACK OF KELIN! SHE TRIES TO LOCK IN A SLEEPER WHILE ON HIS SHOULDERS! REI TRIES TO RUN AT HIM-

Persephone: Dear Gawd.

Gavin Kirkland: AS HE POPS HER UP LIKE SHE WEIGHS NOTHING!!! HE SLAMS HER DOWN WITH A BLUE THUNDER! HE DOESN’T EVEN GO DOWN FOR IT! HE RUNS FORWARD!!!

Stew-O: HALSEY GOES DOWN HARD WITH A RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! CAROLINE LETS GO FROM THE SUDDEN MOMENTUM AND GETS SENT FLYING! Eris and Sayuri finally let go of each other, trying to rise up!

Gavin Kirkland: WITH KELIN SNATCHING THE BOTH OF THEM UP! HE LIFTS THEM BOTH UP! LOOK AT THE STRENGTH OF KELIN!!!

Stew-O: ERIS GOES DOWN HARD WITH A CHOKESLAM!

Gavin Kirkland: AND KELIN FINALLY BRINGS SAYURI DOWN WITH AN URANAGE, SLAMMING HER DOWN RIGHT ON TOP OF ERIS MORTI!

Persephone: EVERYONE IN THE GODDAMN MATCH HAS BEEN LAID OUT BY KELIN!!!!

(The crowd rises in huge cheers, KELIN slamming his hands into his chest triumphantly and then posing right in the middle of the ring among the many bodies.)

(Everyone else slowly starts to push through the pain and realize what the hell just happened. Many of the competitors rise up slowly, quickly focusing on the gigantic problem that has just appeared for all of them. Grace though… rises her hands up, trying to get everyone’s attention, they want to ignore her again but she nervously rises her voice.)

Grace de Luca: (off-mic) Hey- HEY! I am serious this time, okay? Look… ladies… and Damien.

Damien Kutcher: (off-mic) Man, fuck you.

Grace de Luca: (off-mic) I WASN’T SAYING IT IN A BAD WAY, I SWEAR!!!

Damien Kutcher: (off-mic) Oh okay, continue.

(Grace scoffs, fixing up her hair quickly and then focusing once more.)

Grace de Luca: (off-mic) Right now, we have a common enemy here, if we just start going at each other, eventually, this… handsome surprisingly well-spoken man that can hit like a truck will beat all of us up! And I do not want that, just as you do not, obviously! So I want to propose… an alliance! To get him out! How about that?

(Surprisingly, there is some approving nods between the people around Grace with some having doubt. It is then that Halsey raises her hand, before speaking up.)

Halsey Neel: (off-mic) I have a better idea, why don’t we all work together to get YOU out instead?

(And somehow, the response to that proposition is a lot more approving than the last one.)

Grace de Luca: https://tenor.com/mA792yjiylZ.gif

Ashlynn Quinn: (off-mic) Okay I am down for that, but sadly, Grace has got a point! We all got laid out just like that! It is either getting rid of this walking destruction machine or the annoying loud mouth!

Grace de Luca: (off-mic) …I will ignore the insult because I genuinely want this to work, but yes! What do you say?

Jamie Valdez: (off-mic) Pfft, whatever. :woman_shrugging:

Winona Hendrickson: (off-mic) Can’t knock off trying it at least.

Holly Arrow: (off-mic) As long as it works.

Damien Kutcher: (off-mic) If Halsey is down with it, sure.

Halsey Neel: (off-mic) I’ll go for it if you don’t do anything stupid, De Luca!

Grace de Luca: (off-mic) I won’t!!! Okay, Sayuri, Eris, you can have a temporary truce meanwhile, alright?

Sayuri Himura: (off-mic) I don’t think I will do that.

Eris Morti: (off-mic) No.

Grace de Luca: (off-mic) Okay, well, as long as you don’t start fighting again while the plan is going on. You, weird girl!

Rei Oboro: (off-mic) I hate when toys fight back, and sadly, he is one of them. If we get rid of him, I will have all the peace in the world to tear all of you apart to pieces later…

Grace de Luca: (off-mic) …I’ll take that as a yes! CAROLINE!

(Caroline immediately turns away and then goes under the bottom rope, leaving the ring.)

Grace de Luca: (off-mic) WE DON’T NEED HER! LET’S GO THEN, PEOPLE! CHARGE!!!!!!

Stew-O: KELIN TURNS, READY FOR THEM! KELIN PUTS UP HIS ARMS AS WINONA AND HOLLY CHARGE AGAINST HIM FIRST! THEY THROW A BARRAGE OF STRIKES TOWARDS HIM, HE TRIES TO STAND HIS GROUND- BUT ERIS AND SAYURI JOIN AS WELL! KELIN is forced to back away now, being overwhelmed by the people attacking him!

Gavin Kirkland: THEY ARE ABLE TO GET HIM ON THE ROPES! COME ON, LADIES! GIRL POWER!!!! + Damien!

Persephone: This is so stupid.

Stew-O: KELIN IS AGAINST THE ROPES, WINONA, HOLLY, ERIS AND SAYURI GRAB ONTO HIM, TRYING TO LIFT HIM UP!

Gavin Kirkland: BUT KELIN DOESN’T BUDGE A SINGLE INCH! 4 PEOPLE CAN’T LIFT HIM UP! REI RUNS AND HELPS OUT! HE DOESN’T MOVE WITH FIVE!

Stew-O: JAMIE AND ASHLYNN JOIN IN! THEY ALL TRY TO BUDGE!!!

Gavin Kirkland: BUT KELIN STANDS LIKE A STONE STATUE! 7 PEOPLE TRYING TO LIFT HIM UP AND HE IS NOT BUDGING!!!

Grace de Luca: (off-mic) COME ON, GIRLS! GO, GO, GOOOOO!!!

(Holly stops pushing as she turns, and notices Grace not helping a single bit.)

Holly Arrow: (off-mic) GRACE! HELP US OUT?!?!?!?!

Grace de Luca: (off-mic) I AM! I AM GIVING YOU GIRLS SUPPORT FROM THE SIDE! COME ON, PUSH! YOU CAN DO IT!

(Grace continues to shout and scream in support for the 7 wrestlers. Damien is seeing this over from a few feet away, and then shakes his head in disappointment.)

Damien Kutcher: (off-mic) Yeah, I ain’t doing that shit.

Stew-O: KELIN SUDDENLY PUSHES FORWARD! HE PUSHES AND SENDS THE 7 OTHER WOMEN BACK! THE INCREDIBLE POWER!

Gavin Kirkland: HE TURNS AND FOCUSES ONCE MORE ON GRACE DE LUCA! GRACE COWERS AS KELIN MOVES FORWARD-

( ## SLAM!!!!!! )

Stew-O: CAROLINE CAME BACK! SHE THROWS A STEEL CHAIR RIGHT AT THE HEAD OF KELIN!!!! KELIN ends up wobbling on his feet from how hard Caroline threw it! He has to back away! Grace turns towards Caroline entering back inside!

Grace de Luca: (off-mic) See! I knew you were going to help out eventually, Caro-

Gavin Kirkland: CAROLINE WITH A ROUNDHOUSE TAKES GRACE DOWN!

Persephone: Wait… you can bring weapons into this match…?

Stew-O: Well, there aren’t any rules against that in a battle royale…

Persephone: …I am back into this thing.

Gavin Kirkland: AND I THINK EVERYONE ELSE HAS REALIZED WHAT CAROLINE HAS DISCOVERED! JAMIE AND REI RUSH TO LEAVE UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE AND GO TO GRAB SOME WEAPONS!

Stew-O: ERIS TRIES TO FOLLOW THROUGH AND GO TO FIND A WEAPON HERSELF- BUT SAYURI DOESN’T LET HER! SHE GRABS HER FROM HER TRUNKS AND THEN PULLS HER IN, LIFTING HER UP HIGH!!! SHE DROPS HER DOWN HARD WITH A BACK SUPLEX! SHE ALMOST SPIKED ERIS RIGHT ON HER HEAD WITH THAT ONE THOUGH!

Gavin Kirkland: DAMIEN GOES TO ROLL UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE, HALSEY RUNS FORWARD AND CLASHES WITH CAROLINE, STRIKES BEING THROWN BETWEEN THE TWO!

Persephone: I have found my smile once more.

Stew-O: Meanwhile Winona and Holly are getting up to their feet herself- AND THEY FOCUS ON EACH OTHER! CHOP TO THE CHEST FROM WINONA! FOREARM FROM HOLLY! Holly wants to go for an Uranage but Winona elbows her on the side of her head! She spins with her and hooks her head, Winona lifts her up to the sky! Going for a Snap Suplex!

Gavin Kirkland: With Holly escaping and slipping through! Neckbreaker attempt! Winona is able to reverse and then avoid the neckbreaker! Winona pushes Holly away and towards the ropes! Holly- BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES! HOLLY GATHERS THAT MOMENTUM! WINONA TRIES TO HIT HOLLY DOWN WITH A CLOTHESLINE!

Stew-O: HOLLY RISES UP HER LEG AND THEN KICKS WINONA’S ARM AWAY! KICK TO THE GUT! KNEE TO HER FACE FORCES HER TO RISE! HOLLY BACKS AWAY, AND THEN TRIES TO HIT WINONA DOWN WITH THE LARIAT!

Gavin Kirkland: WINONA DUCKS DOWN JUST IN TIME!

Stew-O: CHAIR SHOT TO THE HEAD!!!!

Persephone: JAMIE CAME BACK TO THE RING AND THEN HIT HOLLY OVER THE HEAD WITH THE CHAIR! YEEEEEES, MORE CTE!!!!

Gavin Kirkland: HOLLY COLLAPSES FROM THE SUDDEN PAIN TO HER HEAD! “FIERCE KICK” FROM JAMIE VALDEZ!!! JAMIE GRABS HOLLY, LIFTS HER- AND THEN THROWS HER RIGHT OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!!

Bella Braxton: HOLLY ARROW HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Stew-O: And just like that, Holly Arrow is gone! Jamie Valdez leans against the ropes and waves goodbye towards Holly as she turns- WINONA WITH A THRUST KICK TOWARDS JAMIE! WINONA TRIES TO THROW JAMIE OVER!

Gavin Kirkland: BUT JAMIE HOLDS ONTO THE TOP ROPE! She doesn’t go out yet!

(Grace finally finds herself rising up to her feet, she sees everyone else fighting against each other but she focuses over on two people in specific, a grin appearing on her face as she gets up.)

Stew-O: SAYURI TRIES TO THROW ERIS OVER!

Gavin Kirkland: ERIS HOLDS ON! Sayuri tries to push her over the top rope but Eris is holding tightly onto the rope! She throws kick after kick towards Sayuri trying to force her back. Sayuri goes to push once more!

Persephone: GRACE DE LUCA COMES OUT OF NOWHERE AND THEN SHE BOTH THROWS SAYURI AND ERIS OVER THE TOP ROPE AT THE SAME TIME?! THE FUCK????

Stew-O: NO! ERIS AND SAYURI ARE BOTH ABLE TO HANG ON FROM THE TOP ROPE! And uh, Grace is already celebrating like she just eliminated them both.

Persephone: Dumb bitch.

Gavin Kirkland: GRACE QUICKLY NOTICES THOUGH! She turns and then goes to run the ropes in front of her, gathering momentum, and trying to focus on Sayuri! Going to hit her off!

Stew-O: AS SAYURI SUDDENLY HITS HER WITH A HEADBUTT AS SHE ARRIVES TOWARDS HER! GRACE GETS STOPPED IN HER TRACKS! SAYURI HOOKS HER ARMS AROUND HER HEAD, LIFTING HER UP OVER THE TOP ROPE!

Gavin Kirkland: FALCON ARROW!!!

Persephone: RIGHT OFF THE RING! THE DUMB BITCH IS GONE!

Bella Braxton: GRACE DE LUCA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Stew-O: Sayuri got Grace out! Eris uses that opportunity to slip back inside of the ring! Sayuri tries go after her as she goes through the ropes!

Gavin Kirkland: WITH DAMIEN HITTING SAYURI RIGHT OVER THE GUT WITH A KENDO STICK! AND THEN HE HITS HER AS WELL OVER THE BACK!

Stew-O: I think the wrestlers will have to worry about something else! Jamie tries to-

Gavin Kirkland: BUT REI OBORO IS BACK! SHE BREAKS A LIGHT TUBE RIGHT OVER THE BACK OF JAMIE VALDEZ! HUH?!

Persephone: AND THEN REI BREAKS ANOTHER ONE RIGHT OVER THE CHEST OF WINONA HENDRICKSON! OKAY, WEIRD GIRL, I SEE WHAT YOU ARE TRYING TO DO!!!

Stew-O: HALSEY TRIES TO BRING HER DOWN WITH A RUNNING KNEE STRIKE BUT REI SIDE STEPS! SHE TRIES TO SWING ANOTHER LIGHT TUBE HER WAY BUT HALSEY IS ABLE TO BACK AWAY, AVOIDING BEING HIT WITH IT!

Gavin Kirkland: CAROLINE TRIES TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF IT BUT DAMIEN COMES IN INSTEAD WITH THAT KENDO STICK, STOPPING CAROLINE ON HER TRACKS WITH A SWING TO HER LEG! DAMIEN STARTS TO LIGHT HER UP WITH IT!!!

Stew-O: THEY ARE LETTING REI GO CRAZY WITH THOSE LIGHT TUBES! SHE TURNS AND THEN SHE SWINGS RIGHT TOWARDS KELIN! IT BREAKS AGAINST HIM!

Gavin Kirkland: …BUT KELIN DOES NOT GO DOWN FROM IT!!!!!!

Stew-O: REI JUMPS AND LANDS A FOREARM! ANOTHER STRIKE FROM HER! SHE TURNS AND RUNS THE ROPES, GATHERING MOMENTUM-

Persephone: KELIN POPS HER UP AND THEN DROPS HER DOWN WITH A POWERBOMB LIKE AN USELESS SACK OF POTATOES!!!

Stew-O: REI FELL DOWN HARD FROM A GREAT HEIGHT!!! KELIN PICKS HER BACK UP, LIFTING HER UP IN AN URANAGE POSITION… BEFORE THEN THROWING HER RIGHT OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH THE URANAGE!!! FALLING STRAIGHT DOWN ONTO THE GROUND!!!!

Bella Braxton: REI OBORO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Gavin Kirkland: How are they even going to stop this man?!

Persephone: See now he stopped my fun, fuck him!

Stew-O: KELIN turns, ready to get back into the fray!

Gavin Kirkland: THE GIRLS WON’T LET HIM THOUGH! ASHLYNN RUNS FORWARD AND WITH A DROPKICK TO THE KNEE! She forces him to fall down! AS SAYURI IS ABLE TO TAKE HIM DOWN WITH A RUNNING KNEE STRIKE! THEY GOT HIM DOWN RIGHT NOW!

Stew-O: But without any chance to pick him up again! They will have to figure out a solution soon!

Gavin Kirkland: Meanwhile Damien has been left alone with that kendo stick! He has been analyzing who to go now at! He finally rushes towards Winona!

Stew-O: WINONA CATCHES THE KENDO STICK! SHE PULLS IT OFF OF DAMIEN’S HANDS! AS SHE SNAPS IT IN HALF OVER HER KNEE!!!

Persephone: …that shit was totally unnecessary, you could have just thrown it away.

Gavin Kirkland: It looked cool!

Persephone: Aurafarmer.

Stew-O: DAMIEN GOES FOR A CHEAP SHOT BUT WINONA STOPS IT! SHE TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A LARIAT!

Gavin Kirkland: ERIS TRIES TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE SITUATION AND THEN PUSH WINONA TO THE ROPES!

Stew-O: Winona reverses it and then throws Eris instead towards the ropes, forcing her to bounce back, LIFTING HER UP! WINONA BRINGS HER DOWN WITH A HUGE SPINEBUSTER! Winona rolls back up to her feet in one motion! THRUST KICK TOWARDS HALSEY, BRINGS HER DOWN! SHE TURNS! THRUST KICK TOWARDS CAROLINE!

Gavin Kirkland: MY DARK EMO QUEEN IS ABLE TO ROLL UNDER THE THRUST KICK! SHE TURNS AND GOES FOR A SPIN KICK TOWARDS WINONA!

Stew-O: SHE CATCHES IT! SHE FORCES CAROLINE’S LEG UPWARDS!

Gavin Kirkland: AS SHE FLIPS AND LANDS ON HER FEET! SHE RUNS FORWARD FOR A RUNNING HURRICANRANA- NO! WINONA HOLDS ONTO HER! SHE DOES NOT GO DOWN!

Persephone: WINONA BRINGS THE EMO BITCH UP TO HER SHOULDERS! SHE GOES TO POWERBOMB HER OVER THE TOP ROPE!

Stew-O: NO! CAROLINE AT THE LAST SECOND GRABS THE ROPES AND REVERSES IT INTO A HUGE HURRICANRANA! SENDING WINONA RIGHT OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH IT!!!!!!

Bella Braxton: WINONA HENDRICKSON HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Gavin Kirkland: AN IMPRESSIVE REVERSAL! CAROLINE ENTERS BACK INSIDE!

Stew-O: JAMIE WITH A SUPERKICK TO HER JAW! She grabs her and tries to throw her over!

Gavin Kirkland: WHAT THE?! CAROLINE GRABS ONTO THE ROPES AND WITH A TIGER FEINT MOTION SHE ENTERS BACK INSIDE, FOLLOWING THROUGH WITH A SPIN KICK TO THE JAW OF JAMIE!!!

Stew-O: ASHLYNN TRIES TO HIT CAROLINE WITH A PUMP KICK BUT CAROLINE AVOIDS IT!

Persephone: JUST FOR KELIN TO COME BACK AND STEAMROLL THROUGH ASHLYNN WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE! HAH!

Stew-O: CAROLINE RUNS AND THEN SLIDES THROUGH AND UNDER THE LEGS OF KELIN TO AVOID FACING HIM! Halsey and Damien though run forward together and clash against him, trying to work together to bring him down! It is then though that Caroline bumps onto Sayuri!

Gavin Kirkland: SAYURI TRIES TO BRING CAROLINE DOWN WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK BUT CAROLINE BACKS AWAY IN TIME TO AVOID IT! SHE GOES FOR HER OWN BUT SAYURI DUCKS UNDER IT! SAYURI THROWS A FOREARM, CAROLINE SIDESTEPS! Sayuri turns!

Stew-O: CAROLINE BRINGS HER DOWN WITH AN ARM DRAG! The two scurry up to their feet! SAYURI BRINGS CAROLINE DOWN WITH HER OWN ARM DRAG! THE TWO OF THEM ARE IN SYNC TRYING TO TAKE EACH OTHER DOWN! SAYURI TRIES TO GO FOR A RUNNING KNEE STRIKE!

Gavin Kirkland: BUT CAROLINE IS ABLE TO DRAW HER IN! IT WAS A TRAP! SHE AVOIDS IT AND GETS SAYURI’S KNEE STUCK ON THE ROPES! SHE TRIES TO COME FROM BEHIND AND THEN ELIMINATE HER TOO!!!

Persephone: SAYURI HOLDS ON! COME ON, EMO BITCH, DON’T FUMBLE NOW!!!

Stew-O: SAYURI IS HOLDING ONTO DEAR LIFE! SHE IS NOT WILLING TO GO NOW! SHE IS ABLE TO GET ONE OF HER LEGS FREE, SHE KICKS ONCE! SHE KICKS TWICE!

Gavin Kirkland: AS THE THIRD KICK FORCES CAROLINE TO LET GO AND TURN-

Stew-O: ERIS OUT OF NOWHERE BREAKS CAROLINE IN HALF WITH THE SPEAAAAARRRR!!!!

Gavin Kirkland: ERIS DOESN’T WASTE A SINGLE SECOND, LIFTING CAROLINE UP, AND THEN THROWING HER RIGHT OVEEERR!!!!

Bella Braxton: CAROLINE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Stew-O: CAROLINE GOT OVERWHELMED BY ALL THE MOVING PARTS AND ERIS TOOK ADVANTAGE OF THAT! Eris turns and tries to focus on Sayuri but she ended up scurrying away! She turns-

Gavin Kirkland: HALSEY COMES FROM THE AIR AND SHE LANDS DOWN HARD ONTO ERIS! KELIN JUST THREW HALSEY RIGHT ONTO ERIS!!!

Stew-O: JUST AS HE BRINGS DAMIEN DOWN WITH A DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! He tries to rise and try to throw Damien out- BUT HERE ASHLYNN FROM THE TOP ROPE! SHE JUMPS OFF AND IS ABLE TO HIT A DIVING DROPKICK TO HIS BACK! KELIN STUMBLES AND GOES DOWN!

Persephone: JAMIE WITH A DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER AS ASHLYNN TRIES TO GET UP! SAYURI BRINGS JAMIE DOWN HARD THOUGH WITH A RUNNING LARIAT! Sayuri pulls Jamie up and tries to bring her down with a German Suplex, she lifts her up!… Oh gawd, I am doing my job, let me stop that.

Stew-O: BUT JAMIE IS ABLE TO REVERSE AND BRING SAYURI DOWN WITH A WHEELBARROW! She rises up- AND THEN GETS SAYURI IN THE GUT WITH A JUMPING DOUBLE FOOTSTOMP TO HER GUT!

Gavin Kirkland: ERIS TRIES TO TAKE ADVANTAGE ONE MORE TIME, TRYING TO PUSH JAMIE HERE AND THEN BRING HER OVER THE TOP ROPE!

Stew-O: JAMIE GETS THROWN OVER… BUT SHE IS ABLE TO HOLD ONTO THE TOP ROPE AND LAND ON THE RING APRON! Jamie is not going down so easily! She gets Eris away from her with a gut kick! Damien tries to rush over and then hit Jamie off!

Gavin Kirkland: JAMIE RISES HER LEG AND THEN KICKS DAMIEN RIGHT ACROSS THE JAW WITH A KICK! SHE IS ABLE TO PUSH HIM AWAY WITH A FOREARM! She tries to pull herself-

Stew-O: AS HALSEY COMES FROM OUT OF NOWHERE AND HITS HER WITH A RUNNING FOREARM STRIKE! JAMIE FLIES OFF THE RING APRON!!!

Bella Braxton: JAMIE VALDEZ HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Persephone: Womp womp.

Gavin Kirkland: And just like that Jamie is also gone! Halsey with a gigantic grin on her face as she turns-

Stew-O: KELIN WITH A RUNNING LARIAT ALMOST TAKES HER HEAD OFF!!! EVERYONE HAS BEEN SO BUSY FIGHTING EACH OTHER THEY HAVE FORGOTTEN ABOUT KELIN!

Gavin Kirkland: And you know the worst part?! The field has gone down… WE ARE IN OUR FINAL SIX!!!

Stew-O: The worst part for everyone else if KELIN is still inside! KELIN turns- AS SAYURI AND ERIS BOTH GO FORWARD AT THE SAME TIME, TRYING TO DELIVER STRIKES AND KICKS TOWARDS KELIN- BUT HE DOESN’T BUDGE! HE SWATS ERIS AWAY WITH A CHOP TO THE CHEST!

Gavin Kirkland: JUST AS HE DELIVERS A HUGE HEADBUTT TOWARDS SAYURI HIMURA! Sayuri wobbles in response to the massive headbutt she had to deal with! ASHLYNN TRIES TO GO FOR ANOTHER DROPKICK TO THE LEG!

Stew-O: BUT HE SNATCHES HER JUST BEFORE SHE CAN GO FOR IT AGAIN! SHE LIFTS HER UP INTO THE AIR- DROPPING HER DOWN HARD WITH A GOURDBUSTER!

Gavin Kirkland: DAMIEN THOUGH WITH A RUNNING FOREARM! HIT, AFTER HIT, AFTER HIT, AFTER HIT! HE TRIES TO BRING KELIN DOWN, HE PULLS BACK FOR ONE MORE!

Stew-O: JUST FOR DAMIEN TO GO DOWN HARD WITH AN UPPERCUT!!!

Persephone: A total and absolute massacre.

Gavin Kirkland: Yet again KELIN takes down the whole field! He grabs onto the head of Halsey Neel, forcing her up… AND TRYING TO LIFT HER UP TO GO FOR A POWERBOMB!!!

Stew-O: NO! HALSEY STRUGGLES IN THE GRASP OF KELIN! SHE IS NOT LETTING HIM TAKE HER OUT! KELIN PUSHES THROUGH THOUGH! SHE IS GOING TO THROW HER OVER!

Persephone: …???

Gavin Kirkland: DAMIEN COMES BACK AND SMASHES A LIGHT TUBE OVER THE HEAD OF KELIN! HE SAVED THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE!

Persephone: Ew, love.

Stew-O: HALSEY IS ABLE TO SLIP AND LAND ON HER FEET! SHE GRABS KELIN FROM BEHIND! SPINS HIM OVER!

Gavin Kirkland: “A NIGHT AT THE OPERA”!!!! KELIN STUMBLES! AS ASHLYNN RUNS OVER AND THEN JUMPS ONTO THE ROPES!!!

Stew-O: ”BAD & BOUJEE” FROM ASHLYNN!!! THE SPRINGBOARD CUTTER BRINGS KELIN DOWN TO HIS KNEES!!!

Gavin Kirkland: ”THE METEOR” FROM ERIS TO THE BACK OF KELIN’S HEAD!!!! KELIN MUST BE SEEING STARTS RIGHT NOW! THE HIT TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD FORCES HIM TO GO ON AUTOPILOT, RISING UP!

Stew-O: Just as Sayuri grabs the chair and then opens it up! She backs away and lines herself up… what is she… SHE RUNS FORWARD! AS SHE JUMPS OFF OF THE CHAIR!!!!

Gavin Kirkland: JUMPING “SAYONARA” OFF OF THE CHAIR TO THE HEAD OF KELIN!!!!

Persephone: KELIN’S HEAD SNAPS TO THE OTHER SIDE AND HE FALLS DOWN ONTO THE ROPES! HIS UPPER HALF IS RIGHT OVER! SAYURI, ERIS, ASHLYNN AND HALSEY RUN OVER GRABBING ONTO HIS LEGS!

Stew-O: THEY USE THE ROPES AS LEEWAY TO HELP THEM! THEY LIFT WITH EVERY BIT OF THEIR STRENGTH… AND THEY ARE ABLE TO GET KELIN UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!!!!

Bella Braxton: KELIN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Gavin Kirkland: THEY GOT IT! THEY ALL DID IT! WE ARE ON THE FINAL FIVE!

Persephone: Yawn. Yeah this has gotten boring now, I am going to take a nap now.

Stew-O: THE FIVE COMPETITORS LEFT CAN BREATHE A SIGH OF RELIEF AT WHAT THEY WERE ABLE TO PULL OFF! And just as Gavin has said, we are left at Final Five!

Gavin Kirkland: BUT THE ALLIANCE QUICKLY BREAKS IN TWO! ERIS RUNS FORWARD AND THEN HITS SAYURI OVER WITH A KICK! HALSEY DOES THE SAME AND THEN GETS A HIT IN ON ASHLYNN! ALL FOUR LADIES ARE TRYING TO TAKE EACH OTHER OUT!!!

Stew-O: ERIS TRIES TO PUSH SAYURI TO THE ROPES, AND THEN GRAB HER FROM BEHIND, TRYING TO GO FOR A DRAGON SUPLEX- SAYURI STRUGGLES THOUGH! BACK ELBOW, FORCES ERIS BACK!

Gavin Kirkland: HALSEY THROWS ASHLYNN TOWARDS ERIS, THE TWO OF THEM CLASHING AGAINST EACH OTHER! SAYURI USES THAT TO HER ADVANTAGE, BRINGING ERIS UPWARDS! GERMAN SUPLEX!!!!

Persephone: Nevermind, I can’t sleep, the two of you are screaming too loud. I just hope they wrap this up now.

Stew-O: HALSEY TRIES TO GO FOR A RIPCORD BACK ELBOW, BUT AS SHE SPINS HER OVER- ASHLYNN GETS HER WITH A SLAP! Ashlynn tries to take advantage!

Gavin Kirkland: BUT DAMIEN OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A KNEE STRIKE TOWARDS ASHLYNN! DAMIEN SUDDENLY HELPING HALSEY OUT!!!

Stew-O: The two grab Ashlynn… THEY THROW HER OVER!

Gavin Kirkland: Just as Sayuri lifts Eris up- AND THROWS HER OVER TOO!

Persephone: BUT THE TWO OF THEM HOLD ON AT THE SAME TIME! FUCK!!!

(Ashlynn quickly notices she holds on right next to Eris, as she beams at her with a bright smile.)

Ashlynn Quinn: (off-mic) BESTIE! Quick team up?

Eris Morti: (off-mic) …heh. Oh, Ashlynn. I am sorry but… no promises.

Stew-O: ERIS HOLDS NO MERCY AS SHE CHANGES HER FOCUS TO ASHLYNN! SHE TRIES TO OVERWHELM WITH STRIKES! ASHLYNN DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO, USING HER OTHER ARM TO HOLD ON WHILE WITH HER OTHER SHE BLOCKS! SHE IS FORCED BACK TO THE RING POLE! ERIS STOMPS ON HER KNEE!

Gavin Kirkland: ERIS WITH THE BUZZSAW KICK!

Stew-O: ASHLYNN DUCKS!!!

Persephone: HUH?!

Gavin Kirkland: AS CAROLINE SUDDENLY HITS ERIS MORTI WITH THE BLACK MIST!!! WHAT?!

Stew-O: CAROLINE CAME BACK TO GET REVENGE ON ERIS FOR ELIMINATING HER!!! ERIS CAN’T SEE A SINGLE THING!

Gavin Kirkland: AS ASHLYNN USES THAT OPPORTUNITY TO PUSH ERIS OFF OF THE RING APRON!

Bella Braxton: ERIS MORTI HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

(Caroline quickly scurries away and then hops over the barricade after all while Eris pulls at her eyes in pain. Ashlynn screams nervously down at Eris.)

Ashlynn Quinn: (off-mic) SORRY FOR THAT, BESTIE! BUT YOU DID TAUGHT ME TO TAKE ADVANTAGE IN THOSE SITUATIONS, SO… HOPEFULLY YOU AREN’T THAT MAD ABOUT IT! I’LL WIN THIS FOR YOU, I PROMISE!!!!

(Ashlynn quickly enters back inside, and she notices Sayuri standing by herself, looking over at both Halsey and Damien standing together. Sayuri turns, Ashlynn blinking and taken aback but eventually she nods back, a temporary truce.)

Stew-O: Here we are now… FINAL FOUR!

Persephone: The final bore.

Gavin Kirkland: HALSEY RUSHES AND CLASHES AGAINST SAYURI, JUST AS ASHLYNN DOES AS WELL WITH DAMIEN! The final four teaming up against each other as the 24/7 Battle Royale comes closer to the end!

Persephone: THANK GAWD!

Stew-O: BUT THESE COMPETITORS WON’T LET THE END ARRIVE SO EASILY! HALSEY TRIES TO LIFT UP SAYURI FOR A T-BONE SUPLEX BUT SAYURI BRINGS AN ELBOW DOWN TO HER HEAD, PREVENTING HER! SHE TRIES TO THROW HALSEY TO ASHLYNN!

Gavin Kirkland: ASHLYNN TRIES TO KICK HALSEY BUT DAMIEN PREVENTS HER, GRABBING HER! HALSEY PUSHES THROUGH THE PAIN! SHE GETS A PUMP KICK!

Stew-O: TRANSITIONED INTO A SAITO SUPLEX FROM DAMIEN KUTCHER! Ashlynn goes down hard!

Persephone: COME ON, THROW HER ASS OVER!!!

Gavin Kirkland: But Damien and Halsey focus instead on Sayuri! Sayuri tries to go up against the two, throwing everything that she has against them, kick towards Damien’s gut, strike towards Halsey’s head! JUST FOR DAMIEN TO STOMP ON THE BACK OF HER KNEE!

Stew-O: AND NOW BOTH DAMIEN AND HALSEY ARE TEARING INTO SAYURI WITH STOMP AFTER STOMP! Sayuri can’t do much as she gets overwhelmed here by the two of them!

Persephone: THROW SAYURI’S ASS OVER, GO ALREADY!

Gavin Kirkland: Finally, Damien lets go and gives Halsey the chance to finish Sayuri off! She goes to lift her up!

Stew-O: AS HALSEY TRIES TO END SAYURI WITH “THE WALL”!!!!

(…)

Gavin Kirkland: BUT DAMIEN INSTEAD GRABS ONTO HALSEY, THROWING HER RIGHT OVER THE TOP ROPE WHEN SHE LEAST EXPECTS IT!!!!!

Bella Braxton: HALSEY NEEL HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

(Halsey falls down hard over onto the ground, eyes widened in surprise. Damien rests against the ropes, Damien obviously showing a conflicted expression but the determination alongside it was clear.)

Persephone: YES, FUCK LOVE! WOOOOOOO!!!

Gavin Kirkland: DAMIEN… ELIMINATED HALSEY JUST LIKE THAT?!

Stew-O: But not without reason! Halsey did the same thing to Damien at the Grand Rampage two months ago, Damien simply took payback by using the same trick against her tonight!

(Frustration and anger quickly starts to show on Halsey, but… knowing that she did indeed do the same thing to Damien before, she can’t be too mad. He got her at the end. A bittersweet smile appears on her face, rising up… and blowing a kiss to Damien.)

Halsey Neel: (off-mic) You better win this shit, Damien!

(Damien catches her kiss and puts it close to his heart. He rises and turns to see both Ashlynn Quinn and Sayuri Himura getting up to their feet too. The three of them stare each other down. Here we are.)

Gavin Kirkland: FINAL THREE!!!

Stew-O: ASHLYNN TRIES TO RUN FORWARD AND THEN HIT DAMIEN DOWN WITH A SHOTGUN DROPKICK!

Gavin Kirkland: DAMIEN PUSHES HER LEGS DOWN BEFORE SHE CAN HIT HIM! HE RUNS FORWARD TRYING TO GO FOR A RUNNING EUROPEAN- BUT SAYURI INSTEAD RECEIVES HIM WITH A ROLLING ELBOW!!!

Stew-O: ASHLYNN RISES THOUGH AND SHE GETS SAYURI WITH A SUPERKICK! SHE TRIES TO THROW HER TO THE ROPES!

Gavin Kirkland: SAYURI TURNS THOUGH AND BOUNCES OFF THEM, GETTING ASHLYNN DOWN WITH A RUNNING LARIAT! DAMIEN GETS HER THOUGH WITH A BIG BOOT! Damien tries to run and grabs Ashlynn!

Stew-O: HE TRIES TO LIFT HER UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS AND GO TO THROW HER OVER!

Persephone: END THIS MATCH ALREADY! I AM SO BORED!!!

Gavin Kirkland: ASHLYNN GRABS ONTO THE ROPES WITH BOTH HER ARMS! SHE IS STRUGGLING!!!

Persephone: COME ON!!!!

Stew-O: Damien is trying to do everything that he can to throw her but those three are on their last reserves of energy! HE TRIES TO LIFT HER UP HIGH!

Gavin Kirkland: SAYURI OUT OF NOWHERE! SHE LIFTS DAMIEN! RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX SENDS HIM AWAY AND HE LETS GO OF ASHLYNN IN THE PROCESS!

Stew-O: Sayuri rises and then she has her sights set on Damien, she moves forward! “IZANAMI”!!!

Gavin Kirkland: DAMIEN DUCKS UNDER! HE JUMPS UP! “NIGHT, NIGHT”!!!

Stew-O: HE CATCHES HIS KNEE AND PREVENTS HIM FROM HITTING HER! She pushes him down! The two of them are close to the ropes- FOREARM FROM SAYURI! FOREARM FROM DAMIEN! SAYURI! DAMIEN! SAYURI! DAMIEN! SAYURI! DAMIEN!!!

Gavin Kirkland: ASHLYNN! ASHLYNN GRABS THEM BOTH AND TRIES TO THROW THEM OVER AT THE SAME TIME!!! ASHLYNN QUINN HAS WON!!!

Stew-O: NO! SAYURI AND DAMIEN HOLD ON! THEY ARE STILL IN!

Persephone: …huh?! Why is Ashlynn backing away? IS SHE DUMB?! SHE RUNS BACK!

Gavin Kirkland: AND SHE TAKES A GREAT RISK! SHE HOPS OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TRIES TO BRING DAMIEN DOWN WITH A HEADSCISSORS!

Stew-O: NO! DAMIEN GRABS ONTO HER LEGS! HE PUSHES HER OFF!!!

Gavin Kirkland: BUT SHE LANDS ON THE RING APRON! ALL THREE COMPETITORS ARE NOW ON THE RING APRON!

Stew-O: DAMIEN STANDS IN THE MIDDLE BETWEEN ASHLYNN AND SAYURI! STRIKE BY ASHLYNN TO DAMIEN! DAMIEN WITH A BACK ELBOW TO SAYURI! SAYURI REACHES OVER AND WITH A KICK TO THE GUT TO DAMIEN! Sayuri backs away and goes to end this!

Gavin Kirkland: SHE GOES FOR A ROUNDHOUSE TO THE SIDE OF DAMIEN’S HEAD!!!

Persephone: NO! HE DUCKS, COME ON!!!

Stew-O: AS HE BRINGS HER UP! BACK BODY DROP!!! SAYURI IS OUT!

Gavin Kirkland: NO! SAYURI LANDS ON THE RING APRON!

Stew-O: ASHLYNN TRIES TO RUN FORWARD AND GO FOR A DOUBLE FOOTSTOMP!

Gavin Kirkland: SAYURI RISES HER LEGS AND KICKS ASHLYNN IN THE GUT BEFORE SHE CAN GET THE STOMP! She rolls upwards and turns to Damien! FOREARM PUSHES HIM BACK!

Stew-O: BUT SHE SHOWS HER BACK TO ASHLYNN! ASHLYNN JUMPS! BACKSTABBER!

Gavin Kirkland: SAYURI GRABS ONTO HER ARM! SHE REVERSES WITH A JUDO THROW AND SLAMS ASHLYNN IN FRONT OF HER INTO A SEATED POSITION! ASHLYNN-

Stew-O: ”SAYONARA”!!!!!!!! TO THE BACK OF ASHLYNN’S HEAD!!! THE KNEE BOOTS HER RIGHT OFF!!!

Bella Braxton: ASHLYNN QUINN HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

Gavin Kirkland: JUST AS DAMIEN RUNS AND TAKES ADVANTAGE! “NIGHT, NIGHT”!!!!

Stew-O: SAYURI WITH THE HEADBUTT TO DAMIEN! DAMIEN CRUMBLES DOWN, SAYURI GRABS ONTO HIS ARMS, PUSHING THROUGH THE PAIN!

Gavin Kirkland: ENDING IT WITH A SECOND “SAYONARA”!!!!!

Stew-O: NO! DAMIEN POPS HER UP! DAMIEN POPS HER UP!

Gavin Kirkland: AS HE THROWS HER OFF OF THE RING APRON WITH A POWERBOMB!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bella Braxton: SAYURI HIMURA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

(“Ruff Ryders Anthem” plays to an exploding reaction, it is very mixed but some cheers break through as Damien dives back inside of the ring and lays there, completely exhausted, his eyes widening and slowly realizing, processing, hearing his theme song… he has done it.)

Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, AND NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWW 24/7 CONTRACT HOLDER, DAMIEEEEEEEEEENNNNN KUTCHEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!

Stew-O: DAMIEN KUTCHER HAS DONE IT! DAMIEN HAS BEATEN THE ENTIRE FIELD TO GO ONTO PAIN FOR PRIDE AND WIN THE 24/7 CONTRACT! AFTER YEARS OF WORKING HARD, HE HAS FINALLY EARNED HIS FIRST ACCOLADE HERE IN PAIN FOR PRIDE!

Persephone: LET’S GOOOOOO, WE ARE DONE!!!

Gavin Kirkland: …all of those women… and not a single lady won? :mjcry:

Stew-O: Hey, Showdown won this time!

Gavin Kirkland: It would have been more awesome with one of the ladies winning though…

Stew-O: Let me continue in my colleagues’ behalf :mjlol: But yes, those last few minutes were true proof of what EAW is about, Ashlynn and Sayuri gave it their all against each other, and it all came down to a matter of seconds between all three of them! Yet tonight, Damien has worked hard for this win, he can say with every bit of pride that he has earned that contract! Congrats to Damien Kutcher!

(Damien finally rises, and then a gigantic grin appears on his face, he starts shouting, raising his voice, he is celebrating like he has never celebrated before. He rushes over to the corner and then poses on top of the corner alongside the reaction of the people. Damien Kutcher stands as your new 24/7 Contract holder. The final shot is of the celebrating Damien Kutcher as Pain for Pride fades away from the scene.)

(Moments later… Pain For Pride would return, to feature its next matchup.)

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Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST… IS A THREE STAGES OF HARDCORE HELL MATCH!!!!!!!

Bella Braxton: The rules are as follows. This bout will begin in a Street Fight. The second stage will be an Exploding TLC match. If the winner of this bout is not decided within these first two stages, we will enter sudden death, in the third and final stage… I QUIT.

(…)

(…)

(…)

(‘All of the Lights (Interlude)’ by Kanye West hit the speakers.)

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

(This was it. This was the night. Jon Kelton had considered his journey up to this point painful. Even beyond Territorial Invasion of last year. The man who had a dream, a dream of becoming World Champion, had faced hurdle after hurdle after hurdle and no matter how good he knew he was, no matter if he truly was ready to grab the brass ring… he couldn’t. Time and time again he fell. Time and time again he failed. It eats away at his conscience and simply will not stop. He stepped through the curtains, and the pure hatred from this audience didn’t bother him one bit. For it was not their opinion he was concerned with. He needed not justify his actions to anybody but himself — so long as he could understand why he did what he did, that is all that mattered. Bronson Daniels had achieved it all. And the moment Jon Kelton came the closest, in his eyes, it was his brother that was his biggest obstacle. This is not a business for sentimentality, it’s kill or be killed. In the eyes of Jon Kelton, Bronson Daniels is no better. He took the World Heavyweight Championship from his best friend after all. It all led up to this. It couldn’t get any more personal. Even if they tried, it simply was not possible.)

(Thus… this was the only possible outcome.)

Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST… RESIDING IN DALLAS, TEXAS, BUT ORIGINALLY FROM TORONTO, ONTARIO, CANADA…

Crowd: WE DO NOT CLAIM HIM!

Bella Braxton: ‘THE FLAW OF THE WORLD’… JOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNN KEEEEELLLLLLTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!

(Kelton entered the ring, and he knew at that point there was no turning back. He wouldn’t have had it any other way. Sitting in his corner, he awaited his Elysium brother…)

(As ‘Run Into Flowers’ by M83 began to play through the speakers.)

Bronson Daniels: > 𝕲𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖘, 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔

𝕲𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖘, 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔

𝕲𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖘, 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔

𝕲𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖘, 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔

𝕲𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖘, 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔

(His whole world had been shaken upside down. He believed he had it all. He believed that everything was going to be okay, that he had finally found the family he had always dreamed of. Trivial pursuit of goals that he believed his brother was always destined to achieve got in the way of what could have been a life-long friendship, a beautiful flower that could blossom even in the pits of hell. Instead, the man formerly known as “The Devil of Devolution” turned that blossoming flower into mere ash. They say being stabbed in the back hurts more than anything else. Bronson had to feel it more than once throughout his life. Yet never did he expect it from Jon. And yet, here we stand. Stepping through the curtains, his eyes focused on Jon Kelton. For that is the only reason why he is here. The only reason why this Pain For Pride bout even exists. In an ideal world, this never would have come to be. In an ideal world, these two could have been happy.)

(But that ideal world is just that. A fantasy.)

Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT… HAILING FROM LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA… HE IS ‘THE HEARTBEAT’… BRONSONNNNNNNN DANNIEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bronson Daniels: > 𝕲𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖘, 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔

𝕲𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖘, 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔

𝕲𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖘, 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔

𝕲𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖘, 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔

𝕲𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖘, 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖗𝖚𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔

(This was unlike any other Pain For Pride bout he had competed in before. The man who had always dreamed of headlining this event seemed cursed to forever face off in these personal, grueling bouts each and every year. This was no different. As he entered the ring and waited in his corner, the way he carried himself was different.)

(Why wouldn’t it be?)

(This wasn’t a dream come true nor a dream chased.)

(This was truly a living nightmare.)

(DING! DING! DING!)

(Alas, we are here. Did it have to be this way? The end of the road, the dead end to a path that has left nothing but pain and suffering for men who once upon a time fancied themselves brothers in arms. How tragic it is to arrive here. Men who dreamed of brighter horizons, the sun and the clouds of heaven itself, are now forced to duel in the darkest pits of hell. Did it have to be this way? The knife in the back hurts more than any scar on the front. The length of the wound was only measured by the touch of the wounded; much like the betrayal itself, they didn’t see the attack coming. He merely felt cold steel pierce his flesh and draw blood, with no honourable story to accompany it. Simply a tale of heartbreak and sorrow that even the hottest campfires couldn’t entertain. Did it have to be this way?)

(Perhaps not. Perhaps so. The answer isn’t for us to conclude, nor was the question ours to ask. The answer lives and dies with the two men who stand face-to-face in the bloodiest battlefield humankind has ever feasted their eyes on. They marched into this battle asking the question, and they shall leave this battlefield with the answer. It lies with them to spread the word. Did it have to be this way?)

(Perhaps so. Perhaps not.)

Rich Russillo: And now the bell has rung…

Narrator: Hatred and vengeance, my eternal portion,

Scarce can endure delay of execution,

Wait, with impatient readiness, to seize my

Soul in a moment.

Damned below Judas: more abhorred than he was,

Who for a few pence sold his holy master.

Twice betrayed, Jesus me, the last delinquent,

Deems the profanest.

Crowd:…

Rich Russillo: …

Thadd Blazevich: …

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Rich Russillo: BUT OF COURSE, IT WAS NEVER GOING TO BE LONG BEFORE THESE TWO CAME TO BLOWS! THEY CHARGE TO THE CENTER OF THE RING, AND THE HOCKEY FIGHT ENSUES; BLOW AFTER BLOW, HAYMAKER AFTER HAYMAKER! PERHAPS THE DESIRE TO START THE THREE STAGES OF HARDCORE HELL LIKE THIS IS THE FIRST TIME THEY’VE BEEN ON THE SAME PAGE IN A YEAR!

(THUD. THUD. THUD. The sound of each strike colliding with human flesh rang throughout the stadium as if it were a shotgun being fired slug after slug, producing a horrific beat that only the two men in the ring wanted to hear more of. They were prepared to take chunks off of one another, to spill buckets of blood, to chip teeth, to bruise eyes.)

(It wasn’t possible to pull any punches. Even if a hint of restraint was left in their bodies, neither man was going to make the decision to do so.)

(Restraint was lost a long, long time ago…)

Rich Russillo: AND ONE HUGE OVERHEAD STRIKE FROM BRONSON–

Thadd Blazevich: BUT KELTON BLOCKS BRO! HE FOLLOWS IT UP WITH ONE OF HIS OWN!

Rich Russillo: BRONSON BLOCKS! ANOTHER OF HIS OWN– BUT KELTON BLOCKS THAT AS WELL!

(CRACK!)

Rich Russillo: AND A HUGE FOREARM STRIKE FROM JON KELTON! HE HITS THE ROPES…

Thadd Blazevich: # FINAL ATONEMENT!

(CRACK!)

Rich Russillo: BUT BRONSON GETS HIS BOOT UP! HE FOLDS JON KELTON IN HALF, BEFORE HOOKING THE ARM AND PULLING HIM BACK TO HIS FEET!

Thadd Blazevich: # SAVAGE MODE!

Rich Russillo: KELTON SLIPS OUT OF IT! BACK ON HIS FEET, THROWING A HUGE LARIAT TOWARDS BRONSON DANIELS! AND IT CONNECTS!

Thadd Blazevich: NO IT DOESN’T BRAH! BRONSON FLOATS OVER, AND NOW LOOKS TO LIFT KELTON UP FOR A POWERBOMB!

Rich Russillo: KELTON SCURRIES BETWEEN THE LEGS, AND HEADS TO THE ROPES! SPRINGBOARD KNEE STRIKE!

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(…They had one another scouted. Bronson was quick to understand this. Their history was deep. They trained together, teamed together, studied together. If there was anybody who had a greater understanding of one another’s personalities inside that ring, they most definitely weren’t in this company; Jon Kelton and Bronson Daniels knew each other to a T…)

(Which is why… Bronson had to dig deep. Dig years back into his offense…)

Thadd Blazevich: THESE TWO HAVE ONE ANOTHER SCOUTED, BUT OF COURSE THEY DO! THEY KNOW EACH OTHER BETTER THAN ANYONE; BRONSON SAW THAT MOVE COMING, AND HOOKS THE LEG! KELTON HITS THE MAT FRONT-FIRST, AND BRONSON NOW APPLIES THE ANKLE LOCK!

Rich Russillo: AND I THINK BRONSON UNDERSTOOD WHERE THIS WAS GOING! HE WON THE INTERWIRE CHAMPIONSHIP WITH THAT ANKLE LOCK, BUT THIS ISN’T SOMETHING HE APPLIES OFTEN!

Thadd Blazevich: HE’S TRYING TO TEAR KELTON’S ANKLE OFF THE BONE! PERHAPS A TROPHY TO HEAD HOME WITH, TO DELIVER TO MILLI AS A LATE HALL OF FAME GIFT???

(CRANK!)

(CRANK!)

(CRANK!)

(Bronson torqued the ankle over… and over… and over. This wasn’t a technique anymore. He wasn’t practicing a hold he had applied time and time again in training, this wasn’t about applying the most picture-perfect Ankle Lock. His one goal was to pull Jon Kelton’s foot off his body.)

(And yet… in spite of that fact…)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) Don’t you dare fucking tap out.

(He wasn’t content with ending it this early.)

(Perhaps he wanted to sink his teeth into Jon Kelton some more, or perhaps he simply wanted Jon Kelton to prove that all of this was worth something, at least in his warped, skewed sense of vision. Perhaps the greatest disrespect Jon Kelton could show to Bronson Daniels is giving up this early in the bout, immediately submitting to a move that won Bronson Daniels a Championship five years ago. A title that wasn’t even a World Championship. The greatest sign of disrespect he could show Bronson is stabbing him in the back in order to chase a World Championship, only to quit against the spitting image of a lesser Bronson Daniels.)

(…It seemed Bronson had his wish.)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) Nghnn…. Fine… fuck you.

Rich Russillo: JON KELTON ROLLS HIS BODY FORWARD AND SENDS BRONSON DANIELS STUMBLING TO THE OUTSIDE! BRONSON HASN’T FULLY PROCESSED JON KELTON’S REVERSAL!

Thadd Blazevich: AND MAYBE THAT’S TO JON’S ADVANTAGE, BRO! HE CHARGES FORWARD…

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Jon Kelton: https://d2thvodm3xyo6j.cloudfront.net/media/2016/11/45da5d6e7acf0abf-600×338.gif

(CRASH!)

Thadd Blazevich: SPRINGBOARD SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!!!!!!!! BOTH MEN GO CRASHING INTO THE BARRICADE! BRONSON DEFINITELY GOT THE BRUNT OF THE DAMAGE THOUGH, BIG BRO’S HEAD WHIPPED OFF THE BARRICADE!

(Bronson immediately slumped under his own weight. Jon Kelton’s offense was always going to be deadly — 205 pounds, 6 feet 2 inches, the weight of a grown man moving at what Bronson may very well have only seen as the speed of sound, crashing into him with momentum; yet the presence of the barricade only made it worse for him. The whiplash of his neck upon his skull meeting the padded steel caused a disgusted reaction from the Toronto crowd, and perhaps a satisfied one from Jon Kelton.)

(The Heartbeat laid there, seeing stars — Jon Kelton was quick to his feet with nothing more than a minor knock. They were both damaged, but it was clear who was hurt.)

(Bronson Daniels was not moving.)

Thadd Blazevich: Bro, that whiplash man…

Rich Russillo: It’s always nerve-wracking when we see situations like this. We haven’t even seen any weapons yet…

(Rich paused…)

Rich Russillo: And the doctors are already coming down to ringside… :lupe:

(Said doctors would quickly push Jon Kelton out of the way. The impact Bronson Daniels took no doubt gave red flags, and they had to make sure that he wasn’t concussed.)

(In truth, the greatest injuries in this sport are internal…)

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Rich Russillo: God, this is–

(But Jon Kelton didn’t care.)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) Get the fuck out of my way.

(He grabbed the doctor by his head and threw him into the barricade.)

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

(CLANG!)

(As the doctor collided with the mat, a metal object slid out from underneath him.)

(Jon Kelton’s eyes lit up, as if he had seen Pandora Paisley for the first time.)

(It was hard to distinguish the difference between his one true love, and finding yet another means to torture Bronson Daniels.)

(For he picked up the Trauma Shears that had fallen onto the mat.)

Rich Russillo: JESUS, JON! THAT’S TOO FAR, THOSE DOCTORS AREN’T TRAINED!

Thadd Blazevich: BRO, WHAT IS HE GONNA DO WITH THEM SHEARS?

Persephone: Poke his own eyes out hopefully.

(Jon Kelton grabbed Bronson Daniels by his locs and pulled him to a standing base. Bronson’s ankles felt like jelly, he couldn’t support himself; if not for Jon Kelton holding him off the ground, Bronson Daniels would be slumped against the barricade.)

(But alas… Kelton didn’t want to concuss Bronson Daniels.)

(He wanted to end him…)

Rich Russillo: I THINK WE’RE ABOUT TO FIND OUT WHAT HE’S DOING WITH THOSE TRAUMA SHEARS, THADD!

Thadd Blazevich: TRAUMA SHEARS ARE DESIGNED TO CUT CLOTHES, SEATBELTS, LEATHER… THAT SORT OF THING! NOT… THIS!!!!!

(Jon Kelton would place Bronson Daniels’ head against the ring post… before…)

(SNAP!)

(He placed the shears around Bronson’s earlobe.)

(A makeshift piercing.)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) NGHNNN FUCK. FUCK YOU.

Thadd Blazevich: NO, BRO! STOP–

Rich Russillo: KELTON AIMS FOR THE EYES–

Thadd Blazevich: BUT BRONSON GETS HIS HANDS UP! BLOOD IS POURING DOWN BRAH’S NECK RIGHT NOW, BUT IT MAY AS WELL JUST BE A FLESH WOUND; HE’S FIGHTING FOR HIS OWN VISION RIGHT NOW, AND I CAN’T BLAME HIM FOR COMING ALIVE AT THIS MOMENT!

Rich Russillo: BRONSON DANIELS CONNECTS WITH A HUGE ELBOW TO JON KELTON, AND KELTON IMMEDIATELY RETREATS INTO THE RING! BUT BRONSON ISN’T LOOKING TO FOLLOW HIM QUITE YET; HE’S SEARCHING FOR A WEAPON OF HIS OWN!

Thadd Blazevich: I JUST KNOW BRO HAS SOMETHING CRAZY IN MIND HERE, WHAT ON EARTH COULD IT BE???

Rich Russillo: WELL, WE’VE GOT THE LUXURY OF FINDING OUT WITH OUR EYES; JON KELTON IS GONNA HAVE TO FIND OUT WITH HIS BODY! BRONSON DANIELS HAS SOMETHING PRETTY UNCONVENTIONAL!!!

Thadd Blazevich: I NEVER THOUGHT I’D SEE THIS IN WRESTLING! WHEN BRONSON SAYS HE’S “COOKED,” HE USUALLY MEANS STONED…

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Thadd Blazevich: BUT THAT BRO GOT A WHOLE ASS MICROWAVE!!!!

(Bronson would slide the microwave into the ring, before following suit. Kelton, on the other hand, is just barely recovering from the elbow to the head. He has no idea Bronson is even here.)

(Kelton steps back and turns around; Bronson is already on his feet.)

(Eyeing his opponent up…)

Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON HAS THE MICROWAVE IN HIS HANDS…

(…)

(SMASH!)

Bronson Daniels: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_7_QwdBYVomYvK2IjyXC7oC90hvsHKUiv7lKENQdCXDbTyZPWSHIc8lRniMsQOT0yBH7usTijEQvNzfGRH-sOQ-sWtjaUON4CErtDrsKN5Vb65nEvKaEEbEkD6-0M2Z3jY0VVnFaQi_4/s600/Chair+Toss.gif

Thadd Blazevich: THE MICROWAVE DOOR SHATTERS ACROSS JON KELTON’S HEAD!!! BRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! THERE’S NO WAY HE’S EVEN STILL IN THIS!!!

(Bronson Daniels had no desire to make a pinfall quite yet. However… he had no choice. Once more, his legs would give out, and he would just so happen to fall atop the man he once upon a time called his brother. The referee would be quick to slide in and make the first count of the match…)

Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

Referee: TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

Referee: TTTTTTHHHHRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE–

Thadd Blazevich: BUT SOMEHOW JON KELTON MANAGES TO LIFT THE SHOULDER UP!!!!!!!

(Bronson rolled off of Jon, yet no part of him reacted to the “attempted” pinfall. He grit his teeth and placed his fists into the mat. The pain was starting to set in and the desire to return to his feet was strong. The Hall of Famer, nails digging into the white mat, began to scratch and claw his way towards the ropes. His body and his mind were on two different wavelengths; his body was prepared to give in, it had been enough long ago, perhaps he truly was concussed, but his soul, his spirit, his heart – it was still beating. It was still pumping pure passion and love for professional wrestling through his veins. It was pumping love for his brother through his veins…)

(Love that had been taken away from him.)

(Now all that’s left…)

Rich Russillo: Bronson Daniels is managing to recover here; but that only spells more disaster ahead of us! He makes it to the outside area, and it looks like he’s going over to rest on the barricade–

(Bronson leans against the black vinyl padding shrouding the barricade, taking deep and heavy breaths…)

(Until he hears a fan in attendance…)

Crowd: (off-mic) Yo big dog I got you something

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) Uh… not right… –

(Bronson turns his head and spots the fan holding out a weapon for him.)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) …Now? Uh… how did you even get that in here???

Rich Russillo: What on earth????

Thadd Blazevich: YO BRO THAT FAN GOT BRONNY A CAR DOOR!!!!!

Rich Russillo: Well, we’re really making this first stage a legit street fight; we’re not just bringing out unconventional weapons, we’re bringing out weapons straight from the streets of Toronto!

Thadd Blazevich: I sure hope that bro has car insurance because that door isn’t coming back in one piece!

(Bronson takes the car door, immediately sliding it into the ring. The heavy lifting took a toll, it was slow and clearly not easy, but he managed to enter the ring…)

Thadd Blazevich: ‘AVADA KEDAVRA’!!!! JON KELTON HAS THE GUILLOTINE LOCKED IN!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: BRONSON DANIELS DIDN’T SEE IT COMING; JON KELTON LEAPED UP INTO THE AIR, AND HAS WRAPPED HIS LEGS AROUND BRONSON DANIELS LIKE A SNAKE WRAPPING ITSELF AROUND ITS PREY!!! BRONSON IS STRUGGLING HERE, THE AIR CIRCULATION IS BEING CUT OFF; HE’S BEING CHOKED OUT!!! BRONSON IS PANICKING!!!

Thadd Blazevich: BUT HE LOOKS TO USE THE CAR DOOR TO HIS ADVANTAGE! SPINEBUSTER ONTO THE DOOR–

Rich Russillo: COUNTERED! KELTON PLANTS HIS FEET AND HOOKS THE ARMS; ‘CHANGE THE FUTURE’!!!!!!!!

(CRACK!)

Rich Russillo: BUTTERFLY DDT; BRONSON’S HEAD CRACKS THE GLASS!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: COVER, BRAH!!!!!!!!

Referee: OOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Referee: TTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

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Referee: THHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: THAT’S IT! JON KELTON WINS THE FIRST STAGE!!!!!

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Bronson Daniels: https://tenor.com/view/kurt-angle-brock-lesnar-wrestlemania-kick-out-near-fall-gif-2145804854456308703

Rich Russillo: DENIED! BRONSON LIFTS HIS SHOULDER UP AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND; KELTON CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!!!!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: THAT BRO IS CRASHING OUT RIGHT NOW, HE’S ABSOLUTELY LIVID! HE THOUGHT HE HAD THE ONE-UP OVER BRONSON DANIELS!!!!!!!

(Jon Kelton rolls off of Bronson Daniels, and his natural instinct is to pound his fist into the mat. No part of him believes that Bronson managed to kick out, not after that. His head cracked against the glass, and especially after the doctor aimed to stop the bout earlier on…)

(But… he paused.)

(It didn’t matter if that wasn’t enough; Kelton smelled blood in the water.)

(His fingertips wrapped around the car door.)

Rich Russillo: Oh lord, Kelton… why the hell has it come to this????

Thadd Blazevich: These two were like brothers once upon a time, and now? Kelton is about to kill this man!

Persephone: I am so fucking horny thinking about Bronson’s head going through that glass

(Kelton would use the car door to pull himself to his feet. Bronson was too, albeit lifelessly. It was closer to instinct than anything. He wasn’t consciously coming to his feet. Perhaps it was merely fate.)

(Perhaps fate wanted Kelton to end him this way…)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) God… I fucking hate you…

(He gripped the door.)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) I… fucking hate you…

(Kelton swung.)

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(SMASH!)

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Bronson Daniels: # ‘BITCH I JUST KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: OH MY GOD! BRONSON SMASHES THE GLASS WINDOW! ‘MICKEY I JUST KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF’ RIGHT THROUGH THE CAR WINDOW!!!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: KELTON HITS THE MAT; BRONSON IS BARELY MANAGING TO HOOK THE LEG! HE HOOKS THE LEG!!!!!!!!!!

Referee: OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

Referee: TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

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Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN; BRONSON DANIELS IS YOUR WINNER OF THE FIRST STAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: HE DID IT!!! MY BRO FROM ANOTHER MO’ GOT THE FIRST FALL!!!!!!!

(Once the three-count was called, Bronson didn’t move. He released the leg, yet he didn’t have the energy to move from Jon Kelton’s body. Perhaps, luckily for him, a 30-second grace was given.)

(A short time for this bout to refresh, a short time for this bout to prepare for the second leg. Staff would approach the ringside, carefully carrying ladders, tables, and chairs to the ring; each rigged with explosives. The nerves on their faces for simply being around these death traps were obvious from the minute they stepped into the spotlight cast around the ring. They didn’t want this job. They didn’t want to be the ones simply delivering these items of gore; they couldn’t imagine what it would feel like if they were one of the men in that ring.)

(Time ticked. Ten seconds passed. Twenty seconds passed. Eventually, the clock began to tick down to thirty. Soon, the bout would be restarted. Soon, these two men would once again return to a duel. Neither man was physically prepared for it, after the hell they had put one another through. Mentally, however? A completely different story. Both of these men were salivating; they wanted to put the other down, they wanted to get this victory.)

(The ringside crew would enter the ring, carrying each man to their respective corners.)

(Had they gathered their wits about them? Or was that a 30-second grace period to their detriment, sapping the adrenaline from their bodies and forcing them to sit there writhing in pain and agony with nothing to dampen the pain?)

(Only time would tell.)

Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… MAY THE SECOND STAGE COMMENCE!!!!!!!

Narrator: Man disavows, and Deity disowns me:

Hell might afford my miseries a shelter;

Therefore hell keeps her ever hungry mouths all

Bolted against me.

Hard lot! encompassed with a thousand dangers;

Weary, faint, trembling with a thousand terrors;

I’m called, if vanquished, to receive a sentence

Worse than Abiram’s.

Thadd Blazevich: Bros… Exploding Tables, Ladders and Chairs… I have no earthly idea how this is going to unfold.

Rich Russillo: This is a stipulation we have seen a handful of times throughout EAW history, but never have we seen it following a street fight; never have we seen it following two men beating one another with glass, with steel, snipping off ear lobes, cracking heads against barricades. Their bodies are already struggling…

Persephone: Good.

(Bronson pulled himself to his feet, as did Kelton.)

(But… As the two began to approach…)

(DROP!)

(A body hit the ground.)

(They didn’t have the strength to approach their former brother. They had lost it all. Perhaps this was it. Perhaps it was all over.)

(The man remaining would march over. The man on the ground could do nothing about it. He had lost all of his energy.)

(…Or… did he?)

Thadd Blazevich: OH GOD! A LOW BLOW!!!!!!!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: KELTON GOES LOW!!!!

(Jon Kelton had lured Bronson Daniels in; and now, Bronson was holding between his legs. Jon had shifted his strategy entirely. Kelton grabbed Bronson by his hair once more, and rushed forward – driving him face-first into the turnbuckle, before raining down strikes. Over, and over, and over again.)

(THUD!)

(THUD!)

(THUD!)

(THUD!)

(THUD!)

(THUD!)

(THUD!)

(THUD!)

(Closed fist strikes between the eyes of Bronson Daniels; a fitting target, he got to watch the life leave his eyes as he did so, his former brother fading into unconsciousness.)

Rich Russillo: GOD, WE MAY HATE IT BUT THE UNFORTUNATE NEWS IS; IT’S ALL LEGAL! JON KELTON IS POUNDING DOWN ON BRONSON DANIELS, HE’S BLOODYING HIM UP EVEN MORE THAN HE ALREADY WAS! FIRST HIS EAR, NOW HIS FOREHEAD, BRONSON DANIELS LOOKS LIKE A GIFT VAN GOGH WOULD SEND TO WOMEN!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: WEIRD COMPARISON YO, BUT SHIT, BRO IS COVERED IN A CRIMSON MASK! I’M NOT SURE WHERE KELTON FOUND THIS ENERGY FROM, BUT IT’S SURE AS HELL WORKING!

Rich Russillo: KELTON DOESN’T APPEAR TO BE DONE THOUGH! HE PULLS BRONSON AWAY FROM THE CORNER, AND LOOKS TO LIFT HIM UP FOR A POWERBOMB–

(BANG!)

Rich Russillo: OH JESUS! OH GOD! HE JUST POWERBOMBED BRONSON OUT OF THE RING, AND HE CRASHED INTO THAT LADDER!

Thadd Blazevich: IT EXPLODED UPON IMPACT, YO! IS HE EVEN OKAY RIGHT NOW????

Rich Russillo: BRONSON ISN’T MOVING! BRONSON HAS GONE LIMP AT RINGSIDE!!! JON KELTON MIGHT HAVE JUST ENDED BRONSON DANIELS FOR GOOD, AND HE’S SMILING! HE HAS A SHIT EATING GRIN ON HIS FACE, HE’S ENJOYING EVERY SECOND OF WHAT HE’S JUST DONE! THE ENTIRETY OF TORONTO IS BOOING THIS MAN! HIS OWN PEOPLE! JON KELTON’S OWN HOMETOWN IS BOOING HIM!!!

Thadd Blazevich: I WOULD TOO, BRO! SMOKE IS RISING FROM BRONSON DANIELS’ FOREARMS RIGHT NOW, AND I SMELL COOKED MEAT! HE’D BE LUCKY IF HE JUST LOST A FEW HAIRS, THIS MAN MIGHT BE SUFFERING FROM SERIOUS BURNS RIGHT NOW!!!

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Rich Russillo: BUT JON KELTON DOESN’T CARE! HE’S SLIDING TO THE OUTSIDE, AND CONTINUING THIS ASSAULT! ONCE MORE, HE’S RAINING DOWN STRIKES AND FURTHER BLOODYING BRONSON DANIELS! ALL I CAN SMELL IS IRON AND FLESH, PEOPLE HAVE PAID TICKETS FOR THIS EXPERIENCE! REVOLTING!

Persephone: I’d pay double.

Thadd Blazevich: KELTON LIFTS BRONSON DANIELS UP, AND HE’S ONLY LOOKING TO FURTHER HURT BRONSON DANIELS! HE DRAGS HIS LIFELESS BODY OVER TO OUR RINGSIDE AREA, RIGHT IN FRONT OF US! THERE’S A CHAIR PROPPED UP RIGHT THERE! OH GOD, OH NO!

Rich Russillo: … :lupe:

Thadd Blazevich: … :lupe:

Persephone: … 😋

Rich Russillo: SHEER DROP BRAINBUSTER ONTO THE CHAIR!!!!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: SHEER DROP BRAINBUSTER ONTO THE CHAIR!!!!!!!!!

(BANG!)

(The explosives rigged on the chair immediately set off; once again, Bronson Daniels ended up lifeless. Kelton began to writhe in pain, the explosives bursting against his back; putting his body in harm’s way simply to put an end to Bronson Daniels. However, he felt it was necessary. These are the lengths he had to go to in order to put Bronson Daniels down.)

(This is what he had to do to kill Bronson D. Jackson.)

(The former National Elite and New Breed Champion raised Bronson Daniels back to a standing base, albeit, only possible with his own assistance, before rolling him back into the ring. Kelton needed to tend to his own wounds, feeling a gash on his back. Slowly, he pushed his body into the ring, hooking Bronson Daniels’ leg.)

Referee: OOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Thadd Blazevich: HOW THE HELL IS THIS BRO STILL ALIVE??????????????????????

Rich Russillo: WE’VE SEEN SOME CRAZY THINGS IN THE LAND OF THE ELITE BUT HOW ON EARTH DID BRONSON DANIELS MANAGE TO KICK OUT???? HE POPPED HIS SHOULDER UP WITH SUCH LITTLE ENERGY AND STRENGTH, PERHAPS THE LAST OF IT; BRONSON DANIELS MANAGED TO KICK OUT!!!

Thadd Blazevich: I’M STUNNED! YOU’RE STUNNED! EVEN JON KELTON IS STUNNED! HE CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!!!!!

(Jon rolled off of Bronson. How? How on earth is he still in this? That would have ended any other man. Any other man would have taken the fall, then immediately said I Quit; they would have given up, yet Bronson Daniels persists. Bronson Daniels refuses to accept a world where Jon Kelton stabs him in the back and gets away with it. He refuses to accept a world where he would become the victim of Jon Kelton’s deranged and warped worldview. Kelton simply couldn’t understand it. He didn’t know where this was coming from, he didn’t know what was pushing Bronson Daniels further! He didn’t know. He didn’t…)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) So that’s it… huh… ”Heartbeat?”

(He began to rise.)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) That’s why you were called that after all these years. It wasn’t your honour… it wasn’t your… nghnn… it wasn’t your pride… it wasn’t your love… for this company…

(Kelton coughed.)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) It was your sheer naivety and your delusion that you can keep going.

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) But you can’t. Don’t you get it? You can’t keep going. The more you push, the more hurdles I place in front of you; the more walls you run head-first into and the more pain you feel.

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) Are you REALLY The Heartbeat? Or do you just hate yourself that much, you’re willing to let me torture you until your body starts thinking before your pathetic fucking “hEaRt????”

(SPIT!)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) You’re pathetic.

(SPIT!)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) Useless.

(SPIT!)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) Dumb fucking–

Thadd Blazevich: # GODBREAKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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(Kelton stumbled back into the ropes… how on earth did Bronson Daniels find the energy to hit that move????)

(Bronson began to return to a seated base–)

Rich Russillo: # ‘THE DEVIL MADE ME DO IT’!!!!!!! BUSAIKU KNEE!!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: AND THEY’RE BOTH DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!

(The centre of the ring. Once a pure white hue, now stained by sweat and bright red blood, pooling and bubbling; staining, and painting the canvas they both lay on. Yet above it all were two men who were willing to kill one another to get what they wanted. Whatever their wants may be. How much can one man really “want” this? How much can one man really push themselves, to get something so trivial? Did it really mean that much to them?)

(The crowd began to roar, both men taking each other out, now laying in the middle of the ring taking deep breaths.)

(It was a while before they began to stir…)

(But it couldn’t end with both of them down. One of them had to win this stage.)

(Elysium crawled, locking heads like bulls in the center of the ring. Pushing their foreheads into one another, the two rose, using each other as leverage to rise to their feet.)

(And then… they traded forearms!)

Crowd: YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

Crowd: YEAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!

Crowd: YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Crowd: YEAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Crowd: YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Crowd: YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: AND BRONSON THROWS ONE MORE FOREARM–

Rich Russillo: NO! KELTON DUCKS! OFF THE ROPES!!!!!!

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Thadd Blazevich: # ‘FINAL ATONEMENT’!

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Rich Russillo: # ‘DIABLE JAMBE’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: BRONSON DANIELS HARKENING BACK TO HIS PAST; A BICYCLE KNEE TO THE DOME OF JON KELTON! PUMPHANDLE! HE HAS HIM IN THE PUMPHANDLE!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: # ‘DE FACTO’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: BRONSON GRABS KELTON BY THE ARM, HE LIFTS HIM BACK UP! HE’S NOT DONE! HE’S NOT DONE! ONE! LAST! CALLBACK!

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Rich Russillo: BRONSON HITS THE ROPES!

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Rich Russillo: # ‘HUNGER ON HILLSIDE’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: COVER! BRONSON COVERS! BRONSON COVERS!!!!!!!!!!!

Referee: OOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: HOOKS THE LEG! HOOKS THE LEG! HOOKS THE LEG!

Referee: TTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: HOOKS THE LEG! HOOKS THE LEG!

Referee: TTTTTTTHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: HOOKS THE LEG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(…)

Rich Russillo: # JON KELTON’S SHOULDER IS OFF THE MAT!!!!!!!!!!!! BY AN INCH! JON KELTON’S SHOULDER IS UP BY A MERE INCH!!!!!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: HE DIDN’T EVEN KICK OUT WITH POWER! HE DIDN’T FORCE HIS ARM UP, HE SIMPLY RAISED THE SHOULDER!!!!!!! BRONSON DANIELS CALLED BACK TO HIS GREATEST RIVALS, BUT IT STILL WASN’T ENOUGH! JON KELTON LIFTS HIS SHOULDER ONLY BARELY, AND THAT’S ENOUGH TO SAVE THIS MATCH FOR HIM!!!!!!!

(Bronson fell out of the cover. His face buried itself into the canvas, amidst the blood, amidst the sweat; he was only adding more to the pile. It wasn’t possible to tell what emotions he was feeling, though perhaps the hiding of his face told the story entirely. Perhaps we didn’t need to see the glimmer of his eyes nor the quiver of his lip to understand that for a man defined by his roadblocks, defined by the hurdles placed in front of him, defined by everything that has ever stood in his way; calling back to EVERY. SINGLE. HURDLE… it wasn’t enough. And that tore him apart. That broke him at that moment. For just a few short seconds, Bronson Daniels had no clue what to think.)

(But… it was never possible to keep him down, to kill off the fight inside of him. Bronson knew that deep down, he had to keep going. He reached down into the darkest pits there were and what he found was his greatest sorrow.)

(Perhaps he simply had to do what he had always done. Be the light that overcame those dark pits.)

(Do as he always had done, and conquered it.)

(Bronson grabbed Kelton by the wrist…)

(And lifted him into position for Savage Mode.)

Rich Russillo: WE KNOW WHAT’S COMING HERE! THE ENTIRE WORLD IS ON THEIR FEET!

(…But…)

(…A cruel twist of fate.)

Thadd Blazevich: KELTON COUNTERS! KELTON COUNTERS!!!

Rich Russillo: # SAVAGE MODE!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: COVER! COVER! COVER!

Referee: OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

Referee: TTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Rich Russillo: BRONSON POWERS OUT!!!!!! HE POPS RIGHT OUT OF IT, AND HE’S STRIKING HIS FIST INTO THE MAT!!! WHAT ON EARTH????

Thadd Blazevich: THE SNAKE IN THE GRASS HAD USED WHAT HE HAD LEARNED AGAINST BRONSON; BUT BRONSON IS FIRED UP!!!!! HE’S NOT GOING TO LET JON KELTON SPIT IN HIS FACE FURTHERMORE, NOT LIKE THAT!!!

Rich Russillo: KELTON CAN’T BELIEVE IT; HE THOUGHT HE HAD THE MATCH WON! BRONSON POPS UP TO HIS KNEES…

Thadd Blazevich: BUT JON KELTON IS TAKING ADVANTAGE OF THIS! HE PULLS BRONSON TO HIS FEET AND TOSSES HIM OUT ONTO THE APRON!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: KELTON HITS THE ROPES!!!! ‘FINAL ATONEMENT’ THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: NO! BRONSON GETS A KNEE UP! KELTON IS STUNNED, AND BRONSON PULLS HIM OUT! BRONSON PULLS HIM ONTO THE APRON WITH HIM… AND HE HOOKS THE ARM!!!!!!

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Rich Russillo: # ‘SAVAGE MODE’!!!!!!!!!!

(BANG!)

Rich Russillo: AND THEY BOTH GO CRASHING THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Smoke began to rise, shrouding their bodies in mist, making it hard to discern them among the rubble of the table. But in spite of that, it was clear, nobody was moving. Not Jon Kelton, nor Bronson Daniels.)

(The referee slid to the outside, and immediately began to check on the two.)

(It was some time before either of them started to move. It was almost like they were out for an eternity.)

(But eventually… he began to crawl.)

(Bronson Daniels, the Heart and Soul of Elite Answers Wrestling; he moved forward. With nothing to use as leverage… he gripped the ladder he was thrown into earlier.)

(It was a struggle. He could barely stand. He even tipped the ladder over, knocking it down onto the apron. He, too, fell alongside it; catching himself on the ropes.)

(He pulled himself into the ring, dragging the ladder in beside him.)

(Bronson held onto the ladder, once more looking to use it as leverage, use it to pull himself to his feet. Leaning it against the corner, Bronson did all he could to return to a standing base. It was long, it was hard, but finally, he stood tall.)

(He was still standing.)

(Limping, groaning, wincing, he made his way over to the lifeless Jon Kelton; and he attempted to drag him back into the ring.)

(Slowly… steadily… using all of his strength, he hauled the lifeless body of his former brother back into their battlefield.)

(Bronson grabbed Kelton’s leg, looking to cover…)

Thadd Blazevich: ANTI-LIFE EQUATION!!!!!! TRIANGLE CHOKE!!!!

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Thadd Blazevich: BUT… HE HAS NOTHING. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! KELTON DROPS, AS DOES BRONSON! ALL HE MANAGED TO DO WAS PULL BRONSON BACK DOWN!

Rich Russillo: Sure… that might have saved him short term… but he’s out. He’s completely out. Bronson is awake, he’s still pushing, he’s still fighting. Even if he’s broken, struggling to stand, he’s still trying to climb back to his feet. But… Kelton? He’s out cold.

Rich Russillo: That was all Kelton had…

Thadd Blazevich: And perhaps… Bronson knows this. He’s about to put an end to this, bro!

Rich Russillo: He hooks the arm… this one is over…

Thadd Blazevich: …

Rich Russillo: …

Rich Russillo: # ‘SAVAGE MODE.’

(BANG!)

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Thadd Blazevich: # FINAL ATONEMENT THROUGH THE LADDER!!!!!!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: KELTON GRABBED BRONSON’S WAIST AND DROVE THEM DIRECTLY INTO THE LADDER BEHIND THEM! IT CRUMBLES UNDER THEIR WEIGHT, UNDER THE EXPLOSION!!!!!!

(Smoke flies. Both men are down.)

(All we can see is two silhouettes.)

(One man with their shoulders against the mat.)

(The other on top of them.)

Referee: OOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!!!!!!!

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Referee: TTTTTTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

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Referee: TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

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Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… YOUR WINNER OF THE SECOND STAGE…

(The smoke clears.)

(Our winner is revealed…)

Bella Braxton: # JON KELTON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(And the third stage is cemented.)

Thadd Blazevich: OH MY GOD, BRAH! KELTON MANAGED TO PULL IT BACK! HE MANAGED TO DO IT!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND, HE DROVE BRONSON DANIELS THROUGH THE LADDER, AND THAT WAS IT!!! JON KELTON SURVIVES, AND WE HAVE OUR THIRD STAGE!!!

(Once more, the ringside staff come to check on both men. For the damage has been done. The fact either man is still going is nothing short of a miracle yet somehow, some way, they’re still fighting. They’re still going. They have to.)

(This was it after all. The closing stage of this tragedy between the two. This was all they had left.)

(Street Fight. Your winner: Bronson Daniels.)

(Exploding Tables, Ladders and Chairs. Your winner: Jon Kelton.)

(Next… I Quit.)

Thadd Blazevich: This is it, bro. This is what it has been leading up to.

Rich Russillo: There’s no turning back now. This is the end. One of these men has to say those dreaded words…

Thadd Blazevich: And neither man will want to.

Narrator: Him the vindictive rod of angry justice

Sent quick and howling to the center headlong;

I, fed with judgment, in a fleshly tomb, am

Buried above ground.

Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… IT IS TIME FOR THE FINAL STAGE OF HARDCORE HELL… ‘I QUIT’!!!!!!!!!

Narrator: Alas; we are here. Did it have to be this way? The end of the road, the dead end to a path that has left nothing but pain and suffering for men that once upon a time fancied themselves brothers in arms. How tragic it is to arrive here.

Thadd Blazevich: I can’t read their expressions. I can’t tell if they look ready… or not.

Narrator: The End of Elysium.

Rich Russillo: …Does it matter?

(And with the last of their energy…)

(THEY CHARGE!)

Rich Russillo: SPRINTING; DUELING IN THE CENTER OF THE RING, ONCE MORE THEY ENGAGE IN A HOCKEY FIGHT! TRADING BLOW AFTER BLOW AFTER BLOW, WHAT IS IT COURSING THROUGH THEIR VEINS RIGHT NOW? THIS ISN’T ADRENALINE, THIS CAN’T EVEN BE HATRED! THIS IS SOMETHING ELSE!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON DANIELS DUCKS A PUNCH! HE HITS THE ROPES…

Rich Russillo: # BATMAN PUNCH!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: DENIED!

Rich Russillo: # GALICK GUN!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON DODGES!!!!

Rich Russillo: # CHROME HEARTS!!!!!!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: BUT KELTON DUCKS!!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: # THE DEVIL MADE ME DO IT!!!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON STEPS OUT OF THE WAY!!!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: KELTON THROWS A PUNCH!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: HAYMAKER FROM BRONSON!!!!!!

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Thadd Blazevich: BUT THEIR FISTS COLLIDE! IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, THEY BOTH PUNCH ONE ANOTHER’S FIST!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: CLASHING IN THE CENTER OF THE RING, THEY BOTH REFUSE TO GO DOWN!!!!

Rich Russillo: BRONSON PULLS HIS HEAD BACK!!!

Thadd Blazevich: SO DOES KELTON!!!!!

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Rich Russillo: AND THEY HEADBUTT ONE ANOTHER!!!! THEY BOTH STUMBLE BACK, LANDING IN OPPOSING TURNBUCKLES!!!!!

(It seems they had one another scouted. Kelton fell to a knee, as did Bronson. They were all square. Both in tally, and in ability. In knowledge. In experience. Right now, there was nothing one man had over the other.)

(Their eyes locked.)

(And they both knew what one another wanted to do.)

(Simultaneous sighs.)

(Both men charged up. Rising to their feet, their eye contact never left.)

(Bronson curved his elbow.)

(Kelton prepared to sprint…)

Thadd Blazevich: TWO BULLS LOCKING HORNS… WHO IS GOING TO SHOOT FIRST????

Rich Russillo: THEY CHARGE!!!!!!!!!

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Bronson Daniels: # ‘MICKEY I JUST KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Rich Russillo: …

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Jon Kelton: # ‘FINAL ATONEMENT’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(CRASH!)

Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON IS OUT!!!!!! FINAL ATONEMENT; JON KELTON WINS THE SHOOTOUT…

Rich Russillo: BUT… PERHAPS IT’S NO USE!!! HE NEEDS TO MAKE BRONSON DANIELS MUTTER THOSE TWO WORDS!!!

(And Kelton didn’t waste any time. He slid outside of the ring. The former National Elite Champion began to search underneath the apron.)

(He found two bricks.)

(Kelton slid back into the ring.)

Thadd Blazevich: Oh God… what on earth is he going to do with those???

(He began to stalk Bronson. Circling him like a shark. He smelled blood in the water once more.)

(Kelton knelt down beside Bronson.)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) Say… how’s that ring?

(Bronson coughed.)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) No. Not your Hall of Fame ring.

(He grabbed Bronson’s left hand.)

(And he placed his ring finger between the two bricks, sandwiching it.)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) I hope Milli doesn’t hate me too bad. ☺️

(STOMP!)

(CRACK!)

(Bronson Daniels screamed in agony. The brick cracked, yet it wasn’t the brick that made the sound.)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) There goes your plans for the future.

(Kelton grabbed him by the jaw.)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) Say it.

Thadd Blazevich: I… have no words.

Rich Russillo: Jon Kelton is stooping to disgusting lengths.

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) SAY IT!

(The referee came beside Bronson Daniels with a microphone. His wincing could immediately be heard. Yet through sharp breaths…)

Bronson Daniels: Nah.

(A scowl escaped Jon Kelton.)

Thadd Blazevich: IT’S CLEAR KELTON’S HAD ENOUGH! HE LIFTS BRONSON DANIELS UP, AND HE HOOKS THE ARMS!!!!!

Rich Russillo: # CHANGE THE FUTURE!!!! ONTO THE BRICKS!!!!!

(Bronson collapses, head bouncing off the bricks. Kelton grabs the referee by his shirt and throws him beside Bronson.)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) SAY IT. FUCKING SAY IT.

(Silence.)

(Nothing escapes Bronson’s lips.)

(Nothing until… a small breath.)

Bronson Daniels: Nah.

Rich Russillo: JON KELTON, ONCE AGAIN, IS GOING THROUGH IT! HE GROANS, AND SLIDES TO THE OUTSIDE, GRABBING HALF OF THE TABLE THEY WENT THROUGH EARLIER, WITH THE LEGS STILL ATTACHED!!!!

(Kelton slides into the ring, and would set up the half-table against the turnbuckles.)

Rich Russillo: A SLAB OF WOOD IN THE CORNER OF THE RING, AND KELTON GRABS BRONSON BY HIS HAIR! DRAGGING HIM OVER, WHAT ON EARTH IS HE GOING TO DO???

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) SAY IT!

(SLAM!)

Rich Russillo: HE DRIVES BRONSON HEAD FIRST INTO THE TABLE!

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) SAY IT!

(SLAM!)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) SAY IT!

(SLAM!)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) SAY! IT!

(SLAM!)

(SLAM!)

(SLAM!)

(SLAM!)

(SLAM!)

(SLAM!)

(SLAM!)

(SLAM!)

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(The referee would slide over. Barely, just barely, Bronson clung onto consciousness.)

Referee: Bronson… do you quit???

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(Bronson’s head sank.)

(He had been through so much.)

(He couldn’t bear it any longer.)

(The only words he knew how to say slipped out of his lips.)

(The only words he could say…)

(…)

Bronson Daniels: Nah.

Thadd Blazevich: BRO! DESPITE EVERYTHING, HE’S STILL IN IT! THERE’S A HOLE IN THAT TABLE THE SHAPE OF HIS HEAD, IT’S SHROUDED IN BLOOD, BUT HE STILL REFUSES TO GIVE UP!!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: BUT JON KELTON DOESN’T!!! PULLING BRONSON AWAY FROM THE CORNER, HE LOOKS TO FINISH THIS!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: # ANTI-LIFE EQUATION!!!!!!

(Jon Kelton would quickly apply the Hells Gate…)

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(Is this it?)

(The end of Elysium?)

(Was the blood coating Bronson Daniels’ face all that was left of a brotherhood long gone?)

(…Ironically…)

(It was that very blood that allowed Bronson Daniels to slip out.)

Thadd Blazevich: # MICKEY I JUST KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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(He wasn’t done.)

(THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!)

Rich Russillo: BRONSON DANIELS IS DRIVING HIS FOREARM INTO THE BACK OF JON KELTON’S HEAD! OVER, AND OVER, AND OVER! HE’S ABOUT TO END HIS FORMER BEST FRIEND! HIS PARTNER! HIS BROTHER!

(THUD! THUD! THUD!)

Rich Russillo: THE REFEREE IS PULLING BRONSON OFF OF KELTON!

(THUD! THUD! THU–)

Referee: ENOUGH! ENOUGH!

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Referee: JON, DO YOU QUIT???

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Jon Kelton: …

Jon Kelton: …

Jon Kelton: …

(Jon twitched. He turned his head to look at Bronson.)

(He wasn’t the same.)

(He was rocked.)

(He was loopy.)

(This was it.)

(…)

Jon Kelton: Go fuck yourself.

Rich Russillo: WHAT ON EARTH DO THESE TWO HAVE TO DO TO ONE ANOTHER????

Thadd Blazevich: DO EITHER OF THEM EVEN HAVE IT IN THEM TO SAY I QUIT????

(Bronson drops to his knees. Unlike Jon, this didn’t enrage him. This didn’t drive him to the brink. He simply sighed.)

(Bronson rested his head besides Kelton’s. Neither man could truly move.)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) Please, Jon…

(He shook his head.)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) Please.

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(…)

(No response.)

(He would have to end Jon Kelton himself.)

(Bronson sighed.)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) Fine.

(He lifted Kelton up to his knees.)

(And he took multiple steps back.)

(Bronson charged.)

(…)

Rich Russillo: # MICKEY I JUST KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF!!!!!!!!!!!

(But…)

(Kelton collapsed. He fell to his stomach before Bronson could even reach him.)

(Bronson’s head sank. Before he gritted his teeth and shook his head. He wasn’t going to give Jon the chance. Once more he lifted him up, once more he stepped back.)

Rich Russillo: AND AGAIN–

Thadd Blazevich: # FINAL ATONEMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: BOTH MEN ARE DOWN AND OUT, BUT SOMEHOW JON KELTON IS STILL CONSCIOUS!!!! I’M NOT SURE HOW, I’M NOT SURE WHY; BUT HE’S STILL FIGHTING! JON KELTON IS CLINGING ON UNTIL THE BITTER, TRULY BITTER END!!!

Thadd Blazevich: KELTON ROLLS OUT OF THE RING, PERHAPS ALL HE NEEDS IS ONE FINAL WEAPON! ONE FINAL WEAPON TO PUT BRONSON DANIELS DOWN! BUT HOW ON EARTH IS HE GOING TO MAKE HIM SAY THOSE WORDS! HOW IS HE GOING TO MAKE HIM SAY HE QUITS????

(Kelton began to stumble outside of the ring, evidently searching for something. However, he wouldn’t go to any of the aprons. Instead, he’d march over to the steel steps. Pulling them to the side, would reveal one last hidden object.)

(Covered in dried blood.)

(Handcuffs. The very handcuffs he and Bronson were bound together with back at Wicked Games. Their blood remained. The handcuffs had rusted, but were still strong, they still maintained their integrity.)

(Slowly, Kelton slid into the ring.)

(He grabbed Bronson’s wrist.)

(CLICK!)

(He chained him to the ropes.)

Thadd Blazevich: This… this isn’t good.

Rich Russillo: Bronson is pretty much ripe for the picking… Kelton can do… anything he wants…

(Kelton stumbled over to the brick.)

(He wrapped his fingers around it.)

Rich Russillo: Oh… Oh god…

(And he made his way back over to Bronson.)

(Barely standing. Barely alive. He gripped the brick. He clenched it, tight.)

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Jon Kelton: (off-mic) This…

(…)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) This won’t do anything.

Crowd: :lupe:

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) I know no matter what I do to you… no matter how much I punish you… you’ll never say it. You’ll never say those words.

Crowd: :lupe: :lupe:

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) I could beat your skull in with this brick and you’d still find a way to persist. Whether it’s your “heart” or your hatred for me. Whatever it is… I know it won’t work.

Crowd: :lupe: :lupe: :lupe:

(Kelton shook his head.)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) Which is why…

(And he turned his head to the crowd.)

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) It won’t be you.

(Bronson turned his head, tracing Kelton’s line of sight. To see what he was looking at.)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) No. NO. DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE.

(Jon Kelton had someone in sight.)

(Natasha Thompson. The social worker who took Bronson Daniels into foster care after the passing of his uncle. Bronson’s childhood was something he wasn’t shy to talk about. He was open about his struggles, the lack of a life he had, and the desire to have something of his own. He had always stayed close with Natasha.)

(This was her chance to see his matches in person.)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) DON’T YOU DARE. JON. JON!!!

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(Jon slid out of the ring.)

Rich Russillo: NO, JON! NO! THIS IS TOO FAR!

Thadd Blazevich: BRO, NO!

(Kelton hurried over to Natasha, who attempted to get out of her seat and escape — a look of fear plastering her face — but Kelton’s disgusting plan had already formed in his mind long before she could even process what he was doing. Gripping the scalp of her hair, Jon pulled Natasha over the barricade.)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) JON. JON! DON’T YOU FUCKING DO IT. LEAVE HER OUT OF THIS! THIS IS BETWEEN YOU AND ME!

(He lifted Natasha onto the apron, climbing up beside her, never once losing his grip.)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) SHE HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS! YOU KNOW THAT! HOW DOES THIS HELP YOU ACHIEVE YOUR DREAMS????

(Jon bit his tongue.)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) I GET IT, YOU TOOK ALL OF THAT OUT ON ME BECAUSE YOU THOUGHT THAT I WAS GETTING IN YOUR WAY; BUT WHAT DOES SHE HAVE TO DO WITH THIS???

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) Say it.

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) JON!

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) SAY IT.

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) JON—

Jon Kelton: (off-mic) SAY IT OR I’LL BASH HER HEAD OPEN. SAY IT!

Rich Russillo: THIS IS DISGUSTING, JON, LET HER GO!

(Ringside staff would quickly begin to surround Kelton.)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) LET HER GO!!!

(Bronson was kicking, pulling at the handcuffs.)

(…But Jon would raise the brick above his head.)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) STOP, JON! STOP!

(HE SWUNG–)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) I QUIT, JON! I QUIT! STOP!

(DING! DING! DING!)

(The brick never met Natasha’s head. Jon pulled his swing the moment he heard Bronson’s words.)

(He let the woman go. Ringside staff were quick to grab her, and escort her to safety.)

(He dropped the brick.)

Bronson Daniels: (off-mic) Jon…

(Bronson had no more words to speak. He was frozen.)

(Kelton dropped off the apron.)

Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, YOUR WINNER OF THE THIRD STAGE, AND YOUR WINNER OF THREE STAGES OF HARDCORE HELL… JON KELTON!!!!!!!!!

(It would be a while before the speakers would make any noise. Kelton began to step back towards the ramp. There was an uneasy hush throughout the arena. Referees and ringside staff quickly rushed to Bronson’s aid, aiming to free him from the handcuffs as well as get him some medical attention. Kelton, on the other hand, would just back up the ramp. Slowly… methodically.)

(Until…)

(Kelton let out a deafening scream.)

(‘All of the Lights (Interlude)’ by Kanye West began to play through the PA System. It was the only noise in the entire arena, beyond Jon Kelton’s wailing; every emotion that has built up inside of him throughout these years seeping through his body. He fell to his knees on the ramp. Was it a battle cry? Was it a celebration? Who knew? Would anybody ever know? This has been years in the making for Jon Kelton, and this is the level he had to stoop to. The commentary team was shook, speechless, breathless. The audience was breathless. The only man that was energetic was none other than Jon Kelton.)

(The only man that felt alive…)

(Stood at the top of the ramp.)

(All the while his former brother held his head in his hands.)

(This was the end.)

(And Pain For Pride would fade out to commercial break.)

(The graphic for the Main Event of Night Two appears as the fans explode in cheers.)

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(The camera pans to Gina Romano as she makes the introductions to the participants.)

Gina Romano: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS THE MAIN EVENT OF PAIN FOR PRIDE XIX NIGHT TWO AND IT IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Gina Romano: INTRODUCING FIRST…. FROM BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS! WEIGHING IN AT 143 POUNDS…. ACCOMPANIED TO THE RING BY HER BUTLER, CORNELIUS…. ‘THE ETERNAL EMPRESS”…. BEA VALENTINE!!!

(“Gloria” by the London Symphony Orchestra starts to play…. And it sounds more live because they are all situated on the side of the entranceway. They begin to sing as the crowd erupts in cheers, there is a red curtain that opens and Bea Valentine walks out! She looks around with Cornelius next to her and makes her way toward the ring.)

Deadprez: The London Symphony Orchestra is here! They are singing and playing “Gloria”! Bea Valentine earned the right to win the shot at Pain For Pride defeating none other than Harper Lee! Now she gets a chance to Main Event and make history again!

Sienna Swann: This woman has class sweetie! She looks ready, there are very few times that I will say something nice about a woman’s wardrobe and looks but the two here in this match tonight know how to do it!

Gavin Kirkland: She is ready, there is no question about it! What we have here are three wrestlers that will battle for the ultimate prize,

(Bea walks into the ring and awaits the opponents as she then stands there talking off her entrance gear as her theme fades and goes right into “7 Rings” by Arianna Grande. The crowd again stands up and cheers as there is a Doll House which has covered the stage. The door fly opens and a bunch of looking Barbie girls run out, and then comes Veena Adams out wearing all pink and white. The crowd cheers as Veena walks out and smiles before heading to the ring.)

Gina Romano: THE SECOND CHALLENGER, HAILS FROM GREENWICH, CT.! WEIGHING IN AT 137 LBS.! SHE IS “THE GOLDEN STAR” VEENA ADAMS!!!!!

(Veena Adams stops and raises her arms as the Toronto crowd loves her. She smiles again and heads toward the ring.)

Gavin Kirkland: My angel! My everything! I love her! She is the next Answers World Champion and will be where she belongs!

Sienna Swann: If anyone has the absolute most focus in this match it is Veena for what Jake Smith did to her just as she was about to make history. Veena Adams is a woman that wants her revenge and she will get it!

Deadprez: And now we with these two women, Jake Smith knows that his championship is indeed in trouble. Veena and Bea Valentine both want this more than anything.

(Veena gets in the ring, her and Bea Valentine stare at one another for a moment before she finally gets to the corner and stands on the turnbuckle raising her hands as the crowd cheers. Her theme fades as “Stop Breathing” by Playboi Carti starts to play and everyone boos. Jake Smith walks out with Caroline holding the Answers World Championship. He is decked out in Gold and Black.)

Gina Romano: AND THE FINAL ENTRANT IS THE ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION! HE IS FROM ATHERTON, CALIFORNIA! WEIGHING IN AT A ROBUST 210 POUNDS! ACCOMPANIED TO THE RING BY CAROLINE….. “THE FOREVER CHAMPION” JAKE SMITH!!!!

(The crowd continues to boo as Jake makes his way toward the ring. Caroline walks being him not amused as the pyro goes off behind him. Jake is focused on his two opponents as he knows this is going to be one hell of a title defense.)

Deadprez: The crowd is showing why he is one of the most unpopular wrestlers in the EAW. Jake Smith is the Answers World Champion, and he looks to walk out with it into Season 20!

Sienna Swann: I am not a fan, but Jake Smith knows how to win sweetie. This is an amazing event and my first Pain For Pride Main Event to call, this is exciting!

Gavin Kirkland: I am excited just sitting here next to you Sienna.

Sienna Swann: I know.

Gavin Kikrland: And…. Oh, right BOO Jake Smith… BOO!

(Jake gets in the ring, Caroline helps him take the ring gear off as he hands the title to the referee who holds it up, as all three competitors get ready, he signals for the bell and the start of the match.)

(DING!!!! DING!!! DING!!!)

(And the match begins, the Main Event of Pain For Pride Night Two as everyone looks around at the sold out Rogers Centre. The electricity is deafening as the crowd is on their feet. Veena Adams looks around, Bea Valentine is consumed by the reaction, and Jake Smith doesn’t care and flips off the Toronto crowd as the boo him even more.)

Deadprez: Jake Smith is about to lock up with Bea Valentine, and he rolls out of the ring instead! Bea screams for him to get back in there!

Bea Valentine: (Off Mic) GET IN HERE YOU COWARD!

Deadprez: But Jake is just smiling next to Caroline as Veena Adams runs against the ropes and TOPE SUICIDA! WHAT A WAY TO START THE MATCH AND VEENA ADAMS JUST TOOK OUT JAKE SMITH! CAROLINE MOVED OUT OF THE WAY JUST IN TIME AS THE CROWD IS GOING CRAZY!

Sienna Swann: Veena Adams was not wasting anytime sweetie, she picks up Jake Smith and rolls him back in the ring, but Bea Valentine quickly grabs him into a Small Package!

ONE!!!!!

Sienna Swann: Veena quickly slid back in and broke it up as Jake is now trying to scramble to the corner! Bea is turned around yelling at Veena as the two stare at one another and JAKE SMITH PUSHES BEA INTO VEENA, THEY COLLIDE HEADS AND VEENA FALLS INTO THE CORNER, JAKE SMITH WITH A FLYING NECKBREAKER!

Gavin Kirkland: He hit that on the money, and he is quickly going for a cover!

ONE!!!

Gavin Kirkland: BEA KICKS OUT! Jake is scrambling to grab her, and he sets her up for a Suplex, BUT HERE COMES VEENA WITH A FLYING CLOTHESLINE! Jake is down!

Deadprez: VEENA IMMEDIATELY ON THE ATTACK AND BEGINS TO RAIN BRUTAL FISTS INTO THE SKULL OF JAKE SMITH! SHE WANTS TO HURT THIS MAN!

Sienna Swann: Well, it’s not exactly unwarranted, sweetie. Veena is now trying to grab and twist through on Jake to lock in a sleeper hold! Hoping to choke the champion out!

Gavin Kirkland: BEA VALENTINE WITH A KNEE TO THE BACK OF VEENA’S HEAD! Bea looking to take control while Veena was focused on Jake! Veena is rocked and Bea is looking for another knee— NO A FULL ON BEA TRIGGER! THIS EARLY ON!

Deadprez: BUT VEENA ROLLS TO THE SIDE AND DODGES IT! Veena pops quickly to her feet and begins to throw punches at Bea Valentine! Trying to retain control in the early stages of the match!

Gavin Kirkland: SHE CAN CONTROL ME ANY DAY! :mjlit:

Sienna Swann: Bea and Veena trading shots now as neither woman backing down! And Jake Smith is creeping his way back into the corner! Watching as his opponents begin to pick each other apart for him!

Gavin Kirkland: How can any self-respecting man watch these two beauties harm each other and smoke like that?

Deadprez: Self-respecting?

Sienna Swann: Bea and Veena still going at it— BEA SENDS VEENA INTO THE ROPES! Veena rebounds and runs back! Bea leapfrogs over her! Veena hits the ropes again and looks for a clothesline on the way back! BUT BEA DUCKS IT! BEA WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK!

Deadprez: VEENA BLOCKS THE ROUNDHOUSE! SHE GRABS BEA AND PULLS HER IN WITH THE TRAPPED LEG! SHE SENDS HER FLYING WITH A FISHERMAN’S BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! COVER!

ONE!!!

Gavin Kirkland: Bea powers out! A lot of cover attempts early! JAKE SMITH! HE GRABS VEENA FROM BEHIND AND SENDS HER THROUGH THE ROPES!! LOOKING TO CAPITALIZE! HE GRABS BEA BY THE HEAD AND PULLS HER UP!

Sienna Swann: LAST SEDATION! HE DRIVES THE STUNNED BEA VALENTINE DOWN WITH THE POP UP POWERBOMB! NOW HE HAS THE COVER!

ONE!!

T—

Deadprez: NOT ENOUGH! BEA VALENTINE IS STILL ALIVE! But Bea is beginning to take heavy damage here! She’s taken some big shots early!

Gavin Kirkland: And Jake Smith isn’t going to let up anytime soon! He grabs her by the hair and yanks her to her feet! Turning around— STARMAKER!!!

Sienna Swann: NOBODY HOME SWEETIE! BEA PUSHES JAKE AWAY BEFORE HE CAN HIT THE JUMPING CUTTER! JAKE STUMBLES INTO THE CORNER—

Deadprez: BEA SWARM! BEA FOLLOWS UP AND RUNS IN WITH A DOUBLE KNEE TO JAKE’S HEAD AS HE TURNS AROUND! THE CHAMPION’S HEAD SNAPPED BACK VIOLENTLY AND HE FALLS TO THE MAT! BEA VALENTINE HOOKS THE LEG!

ONE!!

TW—

Gavin Kirkland: KICKOUT FROM THE CHAMP! Jake Smith may not be anyone’s favorite person but he is a survivor if nothing else!

Deadprez: You’re not wrong. But Bea needs to keep her head on a swivel! Here comes Veena Adams again! She slides into the ring and tackles Bea to the mat!

Sienna Swann: BUT VEENA TURNS HER ATTENTION! SHE SEES JAKE SMITH DOWN AND LASERS IN ON HIM!

Gavin Kirkland: MY BEAUTIFUL ANGEL OF VENGEANCE HAS HER SIGHTS SET ON BEATING JAKE SMITH INTO THE DIRT! SHE GRABS HIM IN A REVERSE HEADLOCK AND TORQUE’S HIS SPINE TO FORCE JAKE TO STAND! A DARK TURN!!!

Deadprez: NO! SMITH SLIPS FREE AT THE LAST SECOND AND AVOIDS THE SPINNING HEADLOCK ELBOW!

Sienna Swann: Smith is free and Veena is turned around! Look out sweetie! SUPERKICK! JAKE NEARLY TAKES VEENA’S HEAD OFF AS SHE TURNS AROUND! ANOTHER COVER!

ONE!!

Gavin Kirkland: THE PIN IS IMMEDIATELY BROKEN UP BY BEA VALENTINE DROPPING AN ELBOW TO THE BACK OF JAKE’S HEAD! Bea looks down at both of her opponents— AND LEAPS UP! JUMPING KNEE DROP TO BOTH OPPONENTS!

Sienna Swann: Bea looks between her opponents and—

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Deadprez: Caroline grabbing Jake by the boot and pulling him out of the ring to safety! And the crowd letting them hear it!

Sienna Swann: Well, I suppose the makes Bea’s decision for her! She looks at the now cleared ring and grabs Veena by the arm, dragging her up— AND LIFTING! FIREMAN’S CARRY DRIVER!

Gavin Kirkland: BUT THE GRACEFUL BEAUTY OF VEENA ADAMS USES ELBOWS AND SLIPS OUT OF THE FIREMAN’S CARRY! SHE HITS THE ROPES QUICKLY!!

Deadprez: Bea turns around—

Gavin Kirkland: SPEAR!!! VEENA HIT BEA WITH THE REBOUND SPEAR! DROPPING DOWN AND MAKING A COVER!

ONE!!!

TW—

Sienna Swann: SHE KICKS OUT! Bea Valentine powers out of that! These three are pulling out all the stops in the early goings sweetie! Veena now grabbing Bea to keep up the punishment! Looking to make something— KILLER QUEEN’S RHAPSODY! VEENA LOOKING FOR THE KIMURA LOCK!

Deadprez: BUT BEA COUNTERS! SHE SLIPS HER ARM OUT AND ROLLS THROUGH! GRABBING VEENA’S LEGS! AND TWISTING THEM INTO A FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK!

Gavin Kirkland: VEENA’S LOVELY LEGS ARE IN PAIN AND BEA IS APPLYING PRESSURE! VEENA IS PUSHING FOR THE BOTTOM ROPE!

Sienna Swann: BUT THERE IS NO DQ IN TRIPLE THREATS! SO, ROPE BREAKS WON’T SAVE HER!

Deadprez: AND VEENA KNOWS THAT! SHE DRAGS HERSELF ALL THE WAY TO THE APRON! AND PULLS HERSELF OUT OF THE RING! BEA IS FORCED TO RELEASE HER THROUGH GRAVITY!! Incredible display of survival instinct by Veena Adams! Bea Valentine getting to her feet—

Gavin Kirkland: HELL ABOVE! JAKE SMITH LEAPS IN WITH THE FLIP PILEDRIVER! HE PLANTS BEA ON THE MAT AND MAKES A COVER!!!

ONE!!!

TWO!!

Sienna Swann: BEA KICKS OUT AGAIN!! Bea Valentine proving why she deserves to be in this match! But Jake Smith is not going to leave her alone for long! He’s going to the turnbuckles!

Deadprez: Jake begins to cling to the second rope and looks like he is setting up to hit Hell Above for a second time! He gets set—

Gavin Kirkland: BUT BEA VALENTINE RUSHES UP BEHIND HIM! SHE BEGINS TO CLUB AT THE BACK OF THE ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION! BEA VALENTINE GRABBING JAKE SMITH AND CLIMBING UP BEHIND HIM!

Sienna Swann: HIGH RISK HIGH REWARD SWEETIE! BEA IS FORCING JAKE UP TO THE TOP ROPE! HAS HIM FROM BEHIND STILL! LOOKING FOR AN AVALANCHE GERMAN SUPLEX—

Deadprez: BUT VEENA ADAMS SLIDES IN NOW! SHE RUNS IN AND LEAPS UP BEHIND THEM BOTH! SHE WRAPS HER ARMS AROUND BEA AND PULLS BACK! AVALANCHE DOUBLE GERMAN SUPLEX!!

(All three competitors crash violently to the mat as Veena falls and throws Bea, who falls as she throws Jake. All three are laid out across the ring.)

Sienna Swann: ALL THREE ARE DOWN! VEENA SCARIFICED HERSELF TO PUT ENOUGH POWER IN TO HIT THAT MOVE! AND BEA HELD ONTO JAKE THE WHOLE WAY TO THROW HIM TOO! THAT WAS INCREDIBLE!

Deadprez: The crowd is cheering all three…well two of the three…competitors on as the referee is watching closely. No count. There must be a winner under these sudden death rules. Tremendous action early on in this Answers World Championship match.

Gavin Kirkland: Veena is the first one to start getting back to her feet as she took the least damage from the Avalanche Suplex. Jake is rolling towards the ropes AND WHAT IS CAROLINE DOING!?

Deadprez: Well, we have our first major piece of weaponry in this match as Caroline slid Jake what looks to be a kendo stick. Jake is trying to hide it and play possum because he knows Veena is focused on him.

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, it was completely obvious. People in the nosebleeds could have seen that. Veena saw it too and she rolls out of the ring and tries to find a weapon to fight fire with fire.

(Veena is under the ring looking for a weapon to beat the hell out of Jake with as Cornelius is at the edge of the ring checking on his Lady Bea.)

Gavin Kirkland: Veena is starting to come out from under the ring AND SHE COMES OUT WITH HER DIAMOND ENCRUSTED KENDO STICK!! SHE’S READY TO FIGHT!!

Sienna Swann: Classy, sassy, and ready to kick your assy. I wouldn’t have minded one of those kendo sticks in my day.

Deadprez: Veena slides into the ring and eyes Jake Smith. Jake is still on the mat, but Veena knows better.

Veena Adams: (off-mic) GET UP YOU SON OF A BITCH! I KNOW YOU ARE FAKING!! AND I SEE THE KENDO STICK TOO!!

Gavin Kirkland: Well, give him credit for trying to hide it.

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, the kendo stick is taller than Jake is. There was no hope for that.

Deadprez: Jake is slowly back on his feet as he looks like he is winding up for the pitch and Veena looks ready as well—

Gavin Kirkland: THEY BOTH GO FOR KENDO STICK SHOTS AND IT’S A STALEMATE!

Deadprez: NOW WE HAVE A SWORDFIGHT GOING ON WITH THE KENDO STICKS BETWEEN JAKE AND VEENA! NEITHER ONE IS ABLE TO GET THE ADVANTAGE OVER THE OTHER—

(CRACK!!)

Sienna Swann: VEENA JUST BROKE JAKE’S KENDO STICK!! WOODEN SHARDS GO FLYING AND JAKE COVERS HIS EYES TO PREVENT BEING BLINDED!

Gavin Kirkland: Which gives Veena a chance to take advantage AS SHE JUST BEATS THE HELL OUT OF JAKE WITH THAT KENDO STICK OF HERS! ARE WE SURE THAT’S LEGIT! IT HAS TO BE MADE OF STEEL OR SOMETHING!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, who cares? All we know is that Jake is understandably getting the hell beat out of him by Veena. This crowd is going absolutely crazy for this.

Crowd: KICK HIS ASS, VEENA! KICK HIS ASS! KICK HIS ASS, VEENA! KICK HIS ASS! KICK HIS ASS, VEENA! KICK HIS ASS!

Deadprez: The crowd is firmly behind the former Champion right now BUT YOU CAN’T FORGET THERE IS ANOTHER CHALLENGER IN THIS MATCH IN BEA VALENTINE–

Gavin Kirkland: BECAUSE THERE SHE IS WITH A SLINGBLADE TO THE BACK OF VEENA’S HEAD!! VEENA DROPS TO HER KNEES AS BEA EYES THE DIAMOND KENDO STICK!

Sienna Swann: There are no rules in this match so Bea is free to use that weapon as much as Veena is. She might do that as Bea grabs the Kendo Stick AND JUST STARTS BLASTING VEENA WITH IT!

Deadprez: Veena is down AND BEA HITS JAKE WITH THE KENDO STICK SOME MORE FOR GOOD MEASURE! BEA IS NOT GOING TO BE OVERLOOKED IN THIS MATCH WITH THE TITLE ON THE LINE! SHE IS GOING TO MAKE SURE OF IT!

Gavin Kirkland: Bea turns her attention back to Veena Adams AND HAS THE KENDO STICK AGAINST VEENA’S THROAT! BEA IS CHOKING OUT VEENA ADAMS!

Deadprez: Bea pulls Veena back to her feet as she starts walking backwards towards the corner once again. Bea climbs herself onto the top turnbuckle and takes a seat AS SHE JUST PULLS BACK ON THE KENDO!

Sienna Swann: SWEETIE, NOW SHE REALLY IS TRYING TO STRANGLE VEENA! VEENA HAS BEEN LIFTED OFF THE MAT TO THE POINT THAT HER FEET ARE DANGLING AND SHE IS JUST TRYING TO GET FREE!

Gavin Kirkland: I mean it would work. Make her pass out and then go for the cover. Effective.

Bea Valentine: (off-mic) ARE YOU GOING TO OVERLOOK ME NOW, VEENA? HUH? HOW ABOUT NOW!!

(BAM!)

Sienna Swann: BEA DROPPED HER GUARD LONG ENOUGH FOR VEENA TO SWING HER FOOT BACK AND KICK BEA IN THE HEAD! Bea is stunned after that shot as VEENA TAKES HER OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A MODIFIED SNAPMARE–

Deadprez: BEA LANDS ON HER FEET AND COUNTERS WITH A SUPERKICK TO THE JAW! VEENA IS ON HER KNEES AS BEA FOLLOWS UP WITH A SHINING WIZARD TO FINISH THE JOB!

Gavin Kirkland: HERE COMES JAKE SMITH BACK UP WITH A SUPERKICK TO THE BACK OF BEA’S HEAD! OF COURSE HE WOULD! Bea falls into the corner that keeps her on her feet as Jake pulls her in with the gut wrench.

Sienna Swann: Jake lifts her up in the air and backs up a little bit before RUNNING FULL SPEED TOWARDS THE CORNER AND DRIVES BEA CRASHING WITH THE BUCKLE BOMB!

Deadprez: Bea is somehow still on her feet as Veena is standing as well. Jake gets on the top rope as both of his challengers are on their feet now–

Gavin Kirkland: JAKE LEAPS OFF THE TOP ROPE AND MANAGES TO GET THEM BOTH WITH THE MISSILE DROPKICK! BOTH LADIES TURNED INSIDE OUT AND THE CHAMPION IS IN CONTROL!

Deadprez: He takes a moment to soak in the negative reaction from the crowd because he is feeling very proud of himself before he flips off the crowd.

(The Toronto crowd is returning the favor telling Jake exactly what they think of him.)

Sienna Swann: Well, Sweeties, Jake always thought of himself as Number one and the fans agree with him. Jake has a smirk that makes people want to punch him in the face as he decides to slide outside and look for a new weapon to beat the hell out of his opponents with.

Deadprez: AND IT LOOKS LIKE THAT WEAPON MIGHT BE A REAL PROBLEM, BECAUSE JAKE JUST BROUGHT OUT A CROWBAR! Jake walks over towards Veena Adams who has rolled out of the ring, AND HE DOESN’T HESITATE TO JAM THE BOTTOM OF THE CROWBAR INTO THE BACK OF HER HEAD, DROPPING VEENA TO ALL FOURS! JAKE WINDS UP, AND NOW HE JUST STARTS REPEATEDLY SWINGING THE CROWBAR AT HER!

Gavin Kirkland: OH NO! I guess I shouldn’t be surprised! Jake knows Veena has been after him and he’s trying to shut that down right now! Jake keeps smashing the crowbar into her head before dragging Veena up, AND NOW HE RUNS OVER AND THROWS HER OVER THE BARRICADE AT THE TIMEKEEPER’S AREA!!

Sienna Swann: VEENA CRASHES INTO THE TABLE HOLDING THE RING BELL, AND I THINK SHE MIGHT’VE HIT HER HEAD ON THE WAY DOWN! Veena’s holding the back of her head, but she tries pulling herself back up while Jake walks over. Jake goes and grabs Veena by the hair to drag her up-

Deadprez: BUT VEENA QUICKLY GRABS THE FALLEN RING BELL, SWINGING IT INTO THE SIDE OF JAKE’S HEAD TO MAKE HIM STUMBLE BACKWARDS TO A KNEE!!! Jake was rocked by that one and is holding the back of his head, and now Veena pulls herself up onto the barricade…

Gavin Kirkland: BEFORE FLYING AT JAKE WITH A DIVING KNEE STRIKE OFF THE APRON-

Sienna Swann: BUT JAKE CATCHES VEENA WITH A SUPERKICK, DROPPING VEENA OUT OF MID-AIR!!!! That was a close call for Jake, who takes a second to lean against the barricade to regain his composure after getting hit in the head with the bell.

Deadprez: Jake starts backpedaling back towards the ring after picking that crowbar back up, and he-

Gavin Kirkland: SUICIDE DIVE!!!!

Sienna Swann: WOW! THIS MATCH IS NOT LOSING ITS PACE WHATSOEVER, AS BEA VALENTINE JUST RAN THE ROPES BEFORE FLYING AT JAKE SMITH WITH A SUICIDE DIVE!!! Jake was able to take Veena out for the time being, but this only gave Bea the chance to recover! Jake’s not catching a break!

Deadprez: Bea sends Jake back into the ring before grabbing the crowbar, AND BEA SLIDES INTO THE RING, CHARGING AT JAKE JUST AS HE GOT BACK UP BEFORE JAMMING THE BOTTOM OF IT RIGHT INTO HIS FOREHEAD!!! JAKE GOES DOWN, BUT BEA ISN’T DONE!!

Gavin Kirkland: JAKE STUMBLES BACK TO HIS FEET, AND THIS TIME BEA FLAT OUT SWINGS THE CROWBAR AT JAKE, DROPPING HIM A SECOND TIME!!! JAKE CRAWLS INTO THE CORNER FRANTICALLY, USING THE ROPES TO PULL HIMSELF UP AS BEA RUNS IN!

Sienna Swann: BEA LANDS A FOREARM ON JAKE, AND NOW SHE THROWS HIM OUT OF THE CORNER BEFORE RUNNING AT HIM!!

Deadprez: BEA TRIGGER!!!

Gavin Kirkland: # STARMAKER!!!!!

Deadprez: NO!!!! TWO CLOSE CALLS BACK TO BACK!!! JAKE TRIED TO CUT BEA’S BEA TRIGGER ATTEMPT OFF WITH THE STARMAKER, BUT BEA WAS ABLE TO STOP IN HER TRACKS AND GET OUT OF THE WAY! JAKE LANDS ON HIS FEET, BUT HE DIDN’T EXPECT TO MISS THAT STARMAKER AND THANKS TO THAT BEA WAS ABLE TO GRAB HIM!!

Sienna Swann: BEFORE GOING FOR THE CONSPIRACY!!!!

Deadprez: NO!!!! JAKE DROPS DOWN AND PULLS BEA INTO A SCHOOL BOY PIN–

Gavin Kirkland: BUT HE DOESN’T HOLD THE PIN!! BEA ROLLS TO A KNEE, AND IMMEDIATELY JAKE GOES FOR A SUPERKICK!!!!

Deadprez: BUT THAT DOESN’T CONNECT EITHER, BECAUSE BEA JUST DUCKED DOWN BEFORE PICKING THAT CROWBAR BACK UP, AND SHE LUNGES IN BEFORE DRIVING THE BOTTOM OF THE CROWBAR INTO JAKE’S FOREHEAD ONE MORE TIME!!! THAT SHOT WAS EVEN HARDER THAN THE LAST FEW, AND THIS TIME IT DOESN’T LOOK LIKE JAKE IS GETTING BACK UP!!! Bea Valentine managed to get the better of the Champion, and now she’s headed up to the top rope!

Gavin Kirkland: Bea Valentine climbs up to the top rope while Jake remains laid out on the mat, not moving whatsoever! This might be it! This could be Bea’s chance to win the Answers World Championship and become a TWO-TIME WORLD CHAMPION!!

Sienna Swann: FLIGHT OF THE BUMBLEBEA!!!! BEA VALENTINE LANDS THE FROG SPLASH ON JAKE SMITH, AND SHE HOOKS THE LEG!!!!

ONE!!

TWO!!!

THREE–

Deadprez: SKULL FRACTURE!!!!

Gavin Kirkland: WOW!!

Deadprez: AT THE LAST POSSIBLE MOMENT VEENA ADAMS WAS ABLE TO GET INVOLVED, PUNT KICKING BEA VALENTINE IN THE SIDE OF THE HEAD TO PREVENT HER FROM GETTING THE PIN!!! VEENA WANTS JAKE TO FALL, BUT SHE WANTS TO BE THE ONE TAKING THAT CHAMPIONSHIP FROM HIM!!!!

Gavin Kirkland: Bea Valentine started rolling towards the ropes after that punt kick, and unfortunately for Veena that means that there’s pretty much no point in going for a cover, because so much time has already passed since that frog splash from Bea!

Sienna Swann: Jake is pulling himself towards the ropes, probably to try and get out of the ring, but Veena grabs him and sends him out to the apron, right where Bea Valentine already is, before following behind, heading to Bea’s side rather than Jake’s.

Deadprez: Jake uses the ropes to try pulling himself up while Veena pulls Bea up herself, AND NOW VEENA TAKES BEA AND RAMS HER RIGHT INTO JAKE, SENDING JAKE COLLIDING WITH THE RING POST AS BOTH HE AND BEA FALL OFF OF THE APRON!!! Veena is still hurting from that superkick and those shots with the crowbar, but she’s not staying down for long!

Gavin Kirkland: Veena Adams takes a few steps back while Jake and Bea both stumble to their feet, AND NOW VEENA RUNS IN, DIVING ONTO BOTH COMPETITORS WITH A CROSSBODY OFF OF THE APRON!!

Sienna Swann: BUT BEA LEAPS OUT OF THE WAY, LEAVING JAKE TO GET TAKEN OUT WITH THE CROSSBODY ALONE!!!

Deadprez: Veena Adams rolls towards the steel steps and pulls herself up into a seated position, turning and looking at Bea Valentine who is similarly seated against the barricade, holding her neck after that punt kick she received earlier! Bea might’ve been lucky to have even been able to get out of the way of that crossbody, as now she and Veena are at least on somewhat even footing!

(Both ladies get back up and they charge at each other…)

Sienna Swann: SPEAR!!!! VEENA ADAMS SPLIT HER IN HALF AND BEA DIDN’T GET A CHANCE TO RESPOND!!! VEENA LOOKS AT THE CROWD AS THEY CHEER! SHE POINTS AT THE CROWD WHO LOVES HER!

(Veena Adams then listens as the crowd starts chanting.)

Crowd: WE WANT TABLES!!!!! WE WANT TABLES!!!!! WE WANT TABLES!!!!!

Deadprez: I think that she is going to oblige and Veena is looking under the table and look at that! Veena is pulling a table out! She is doing it and the Toronto crowd is absolutely going nuts.

(Veena Adams is pulling the table out from under the ring, she then sets it up by the ring as the fans continue to cheer. Veena then goes to grab Bea Valentine, pulling her up by the hair.)

Gavin Kirkland: Veena Adams has Bea Valentine, and she just laid her over the table and Veena is now sliding back into the ring, She climbs the top rope and what is Veena Adams going to do! She –

Sienna Swann: Cornelius hopped on the apron and grabbed Veena’s leg! She tries to kick him off as he falls off finally from the apron, but Veena doesn’t see that Jake Smith is back up and he hops the apron and CLIPS VEENA WITH THE TIRE IRON! SHE FALLS OFF THE ROPES INTO THE RING AS JAKE SMITH NOW GRABS BEA VALENTINE AND THROWS HER … WATCH OUT SWEETIES!

(Jake Smith throws Bea Valentine over the announcers table and she crashes into the announcer’s team, but Sienna was able to get out of the way and land on Gavin Kirkland.)

Sienna Swann: Oh My God…. Are you poking me right now!?

Gavin Kirkland: :mjgrin:

Sienna Swann: Uh…. Get off me, sweetie.

(As Deadprez is buried under Bea Valentine, both Gavin and Sienna are able to get back up on their seats as others are helping up Prez. Jake slides back in the ring as Veena is slowly getting up and Jake bounces off the ring ropes -)

Gavin Kirkland: He hits PROPHETIC on Veena AND SHE IS DOWN! JAKE FLIPS HER OVER AND HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE COVER!

ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Sienna Swann: VEENA ADAMS KICKS OUT! Jake slams the mat as he now picks up Veena and throws her into the corner, he charges in but NO! Veena with a huge kick and that staggers Jake, he stumbles a little and Veena runs at him with a huge Mafia Kick! Jake is groggy and Veena hooks the front face lock! DEADLY RECALL! WHAT A GREAT COMBO SWEETIE AS JAKE IS DOWN AND VEENA IS TAKING CONTROL!

(Bea Valentine is starting to recover as Deadprez was able to get to the announce table and his headset back on while Bea Valentine is back up and slides into the ring while Veena Adams doesn’t notice, she turns to run toward the ropes – )

Deadprez: Sorry… I am back. SUPERKICK by Bea Valentine and that stuns Veena and she falls to one knee and here comes Bea Valentine with a SHINING WIZARD! She then drops down on Veena for the quick pin!

ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Sienna Swann: VEENA KICKS OUT! Bea Valentine though quickly wraps up Veena into a Dragon Sleeper and locks it in! But look at Jake Smith, sweetie! Caroline is handing him a Hammer! He has a hammer and he stands behind Bea! WATCH OUT SWEETIE!

SMACK

Deadprez: THE BLOOD STARTS POURING DOWN THE FACE OF BEA VALENTINE AS SHE WAS JUST SMACKED WITH A HAMMER ON HER FOREHEAD! BEA LOOKS STUNNED AS SHE FALLS BACK AND JAKE SWINGS AND HITS HER AGAIN THIS TIME STICKING THE BACK OF THE HAMMER INTO HER SHOULDER AND CUTTING IT OPEN! BEA FALLS TO ONE KNEE AND VEENA IS BACK UP AND –

Gavin Kirkland: SPEAR!!!!

Sienna Sweetie: NO!

SMACK!!!

Sienna Swann: JAKE SMITH JUST HIT VEENA ADAMS BETWEEN THE EYES WITH THAT HAMMER AND SPLIT HER WIDE OPEN FROM HER NOSE! HE MAYB HAVE SHATTERED HER NOSE AS VEENA ADAM STUMBLES BACK AS JAKE SMITH PICKS HER UP INTO THE LAST SEDATION! HE GOES FOR THE PIN!

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Deadprez: VEENA KICKS OUT AND JAKE GETS RIGHT BACK UP TO BASH THE HAMMER ON VEENA AGAIN! HE RAISES HIS ARM WITH THE HAMMER BUT WITH THE END PART OF IT AND –

Gavin Kikrland: BEA VALENTINE COMES FROM BEHIND AND GRABS THE HAMMER FROM JAKE SMITH! HE TURNS AROUND AND –

SMACK

Gavin Kirkland: BEA VALENTINE JUST PLANTED THAT HAMMER ON THE HEAD OF JAKE SMITH AND HE STAGGERS! SHE HITS HIM AGAIN AND BACKS RIGHT INTO VEENA ADAMS WHO BACK RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEXES HIM!

Sienna Swann: And Veena rolls Jack back on his feet and whips him into Bea Valentine, and she hits him with a DISCUS LARIAT! JAKE SMITH GOES DOWN! BUT BEA VALENTINE PICKS HIM BACK UP AND WHIPS HIM INTO VEENA!

Deadprez: SPEAR!!!! THAT TAKES Him DOWN QUICKLY AND NOW VEENA AND BEA LOOK AT EACH OTHER AND NOD! THEY ARE KICKING JAKE SMITH WHILE HE IS DOWN! VEENA AND BEA ARE PUTTING THE BOOTS TO JAKE AND HE CAN’T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!

Sienna Swann: BEA PICKS HIM UP SWEETIE AND SHE GIVES HIM A KNUCKLE SANDWICH AS HE STAGGERS AND TURNS ONLY FOR VEENA TO STRIKE HIM WITH A RIGHT HOOK AND JAKE STAGGERS RIGHT INTO BEA VALENTINE WHO SHE UPPERCUTS HIM AND JAKE FALLS BACK TO A BACKCRACKER FROM VEENA AS HE SPRINGS UP AND GETS A BELLY TO BELLY FROM BEA! SHE GOES FOR THE COVER!

ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Gavin Kirkland: VEENA PULLS OFF BEA AND SHE JUMPS ON JAKE FOR THE COVER!

ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Gavin Kirkland: BEA PULLS OFF VEENA AND SHE JUMPS ON JAKE FOR THE COVER!

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Gavin Kirkland: VEENA PULLS OFF BEA AND SHE JUMPS ON JAKE FOR THE COVER! BUT THIS TIME BEA GETS RIGHT BACK UP AND THEY ARE FACE TO FACE! BEA PUNCHES VEENA!

Deadprez: AND NOW THEY HAVE TURNED ON ONE ANOTHER! VEENA JUST PUNCHED BEA AND SHE RETURNS FIRE, VEENA RETURNS THE PUNCH AND THEY KEEP GOING AT EACH OTHER BUT LOOK AT CAROLINE!

(Caroline just slid in the ring and she is trying to help up Jake Smith; she is handing him something as he nods. Veena and Bea are still fighting each other as he gets up. But both notice that Jake is up and turn around.)

Sienna Swann: JAKE SMITH JUST THREW SALT IN BOTH OF THEIR EYES! VEENA AND BEA ARE BLINDED AND HELL ABOVE ON VEENA ADAMS! SHE WAS JUST PLANTED ON HER HEAD! BEA VALENTINE WALKS RIGHT INTO ANOTHER LAST SEDATION! JAKE SMITH FOLDS HER OVER FOR THE PIN!

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Deadprez: She kicks out! Bea Valentine is able to get out of the kick out and Jake Smith starts pounding her with fists! The cut is opening up more as the blood is pouring out and look at that little minx, Caroline! She is grabbing something from under the ring! She holds it up in the air!

Gavin Kirkland: WAIT A SECOND! THAT IS LIGHTER FLUID! SHE HAS LIGHTER FLUID AND IS STARTING TO SPRAY IT ALL OVER THAT TABLE!

Sienna Swann: But in the ring Jake Smith picks up Bea Valentine and he hoists her up over his shoulder, he carries her to the ropes, I don’t know what the hell he intends sweetie but…. Wait a second….

Jake Smith: (Off Mic) DO IT CAROLINE!

(Caroline just smiles and she reaches into her pocket and takes out a lighter. Jake has Bea and he has bad intentions.)

Gavin Kirkland: I think he is looking to burn Bea alive but! CORNELIUS TAKES THE LIGHTER FROM CAROLINE JUST AS SHE WAS ABOUT TO LIGHT IT! CAROLINE IS NOT AMUSED AND THAT GIVES TIME FOR BEA VALENTINE TO ESCAPE THE GRASP OF JAKE SMITH AND PUSH HIM INTO THE ROPES AS HE BOUNCES BACK AND SHE GIVES HIM ANOTHER DISCUS LARIAT!

(Caroline meanwhile KICKS Cornelius between the legs as crumbles to the ground and Caroline kicks him for good measure before picking up the lighter and walking to the table.)

Sienna Swann: Caroline is looking to light that table, but Jake is still in trouble as he is picked up by Bea Valentine and thrown into the turnbuckle! She charges in but Caroline pulls Jake out! BEA CRASHES INTO THE TURNBUCKLE AND JAKE NOW PICKS HER UP AND HOISTS HER ON THE TOP OF THE TURNBUCKLE!

Jake Smith: (Off Mic) LIGHT IT CAROLINE!

(With an evil grin on her face, Caroline lights the table on fire as the fans start to cheer, some boo and look on very concerned.)

Deadprez: JAKE CLIMBS UP WITH HER AND THEY ARE BOTH ON THE TOP ROPE JAKE SMITH LOOKS TO … WHAT IS HE DOING! HE IS GOING TO DO THE STARBREAKER ON THE FLAMING TABLE FROM THE TOP ROPE!

Sienna Swann: HE IS WILLING TO SACRIFICE IT ALL AS HE PLACES BEA’S HEAD ON HIS BICEPS AND HE IS READY TO JUMP BUT BEA –

Gavin Kirkland: LOW BLOW! BEA VALENTINE WITH A LOW BLOW ON JAKE SMITH AND HE IS STUNNED; BEA TURNS HIM AROUND AND –

Deadprez: BRAINBUSTAAAAAA OFF THE TOP AND JAKES HEAD BOUNCES RIGHT OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AND HE FALLS TO THE MAT AS BEA VALENTINE MIGHT HAVE JUST KNOCKED JAKE OUT AND BEA GOES TO CLIMB THE ROPE –

CRASH!!!!!

Sienna Swann: VEENA ADAMS FROM OUT OF NOWHERE JUST PUSHED BEA VALENTINE OFF THE ROPES AND SHE FLIPPED RIGHT INTO THE TABLE! SWEETIE CRASHED AND BURNED!!!!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT!!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!!

Gavin Kirkland: BEA VALENTINE IS ON FIRE AND SHE IS COVERED IN THE RUBBLE! AT LEAST THE FIRE WENT OUT FAST BUT BEA VALENTINE IS NOT MOVING AT ALL AND CAROLINE IS SHOCKED AT WHAT HAPPENED AND –

Deadprez: WHAT A MOONSAULT BY VEENA ADAMS FROM THE RING ON TOP OF CAROLINE WHILE SHE WASN’T PAYING ATTENTION AND TAKING OUT CAROLINE!!!! NOW VEENA SEES THAT JAKE IS OUT! BLEEDING ON THE MAT AS SHE IS CLIMBING THE ROPES!

Sienna Swann: I KNOW WHAT IS COMING AND VEENA ADAMS IS FINALLY GOING TO GET HER REVENGE!

Deadprez: JAKE SMITH IS A BLOODY MESS AND HE IS DOWN! BEA VALENTINE JUST CRASHED AND BURNED ON THE FLAMING TABLE AND IT IS ONLY VEENA ADAMS IS LEFT AS SHE IS CLIMBING THE ROPES! LOOK AT THE CROWD! THEY ARE CHEERING AS VEENA ADAMS IS AT THE TOP ROPE AND WE KNOW WHAT IS NEXT!

Crowd: VEENA!!!!! VEENA!!!! VEENA!!!!! VEENA!!!!! VEENA!!!!!

Sienna Swann: VEENA ADAMS WANTED THIS, BEA VALENTINE IS NOT MOVING RIGHT NOW AND CORNELIUS WAS TAKEN OUT! CAROLINE IS STILL DOWN AS WELL SLOWLY TRYING TO GET TO HER FEET BUT VEENA ADAMS…. WITH THE FATAL VOW SWEETIE!

Gavin Kirkland: FATAL VOW!!!!!!! SHE ….. WAIT WHAT!?

(Suddenly the crowd starts to boo as Veena Adams falls off the top rope and hits her crotch on the steel post, and violently pulled off – )

CLANK

Gavin Kirkland: INTO THE STEEL STEPS! VEENA FELL TO THE FLOOR AND…. WHERE THE HELL DID SHE COME FROM!?

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Sienna Swann: IT IS PANDORA PAISLEY! THE HELLCAT CAME FOR HER PAYBACK FROM FIGHTING SPIRIT! VEENA COST HER THE MATCH AND SHE WAITED PATIENTLY FOR HER REVENGE SWEETIE!

(Pandora stands over Veena Adams who is clutching her back and head. Pandora squats down and looks at her with disgust.)

Pandora Paisley: (Off Mic) You want to fuck me over at Fighting Spirit, love? Now it’s me turn, bitch!

Gavin Kirkland: I LOVE MY HELLCAT BUT COME ON! VEENA HAD THIS WON AND WE COULD HAVE BEEN RID OF JAKE SMITH!

Deadprez: WE SAW WHAT HAPPENED AT FIGHTING SPIRIT AND THE HELLCAT PICKED HER SPOT! SHE IS DRAGGING VEENA ADAMS BY THE HAIR! SHE HAS BEEN BEATEN AND HAD A GRUELING MATCH SO FAR!

(Pandora drags Veena from the side of the ring and starts pulling her up the ramp as the fans boos. Pandora looks at the fans, screaming at them.)

Pandora Paisley: (Off-Mic) SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHE DESERVES IT!

Sienna Swann: PANDORA CONTINUES DRAGGING VEENA UP THE STAGE TO THE ENTRANCE WAY! KICKING AND PUNCHING HER AT ANY CHANCE SHE GETS! MEANWHILE IN THE RING JAKE SMITH HAS RECOVERED AND SEES WHAT IS HAPPENING WITH A SMILE ON HIS FACE! THEN HE TURNS TO SEE BEA HAD CRASHED OUT ON THE FIERY TABLE AND HE ROLLS OUT TO PICK HER UP OUT OF THE RUBBLE SWEETIE!

(As Jake Smith is starting to scoop up an unconscious Bea Valentine, he drags the deadweight up and rolls her into the ring, but now at the top of the ramp Pandora picks up Veena to her feet – )

Gavin Kirkland: VEENA IS FIGHTING BACK! SHE STARTS PUNCHING PANDORA PAISLEY AND BACKS HER UP SOME! VEENA IS SHOWING SUCH GUTS AND WHAT SHE IS REALLY MADE OF! AFTER THE FIGHT SHE HAS BEEN IN! BACKING UP AND –

Deadprez: PANDORUM! PANDORA BACKED UP AND HIT THAT SPINNING FIST ON VEENA ADAMS AND NOW SHE PICKS HER UP….OH NO…. DON’T DO THIS….

Sienna Swann: JUMPING SITDOWN CRADLE PILDERIVER ON THE STEEL STAGE! BUT PANDORA IS NOT DONE! SHE PICKS UP VEENA AGAIN….. ANOTHER PACKAGE JUMPING SITDOWN PILEDRIVER AND VEENA IS PROFUSELY BLEEDING FROM HER HEAD! AND AGAIN…. A THIRD JUMPING SITDOWN PACKAGE POWERBOMB!!! VEENA IS MOTIONLESS!

(Suddenly Pandora Paisley drags an unconscious Veena over her shoulder and runs to the side of the stage….)

Deadprez: PANDORA NO!!!!!

BOOOOOOM!!!!

Deadprez: PANDORA LAUNCHED VEENA ADAMS OFF THE STAGE HEADFIRST INTO THE ELECTRICAL PYRO EQUIPMENT BELOW! IT LOOKS LIKE FIREWORKS ARE GOING OFF ON VEENA’S PRONE BODY!!!! IF SOMEONE DOESN’T GET VEENA OFF THOSE SHE WILL BURN ALIVE!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!

(Officials and security are rushing toward Veena Adams who’s unconscious body lies on the pyro tubes, they quickly drag her off, but she was already burned by some of the Pyro. Pandora looks down at her with a face of disgust )

Pandora Paisley: (Off Mic) Fuck you cunt.

Sienna Swann: I TOLD YOU THAT PANDORA WAS AT SOME POINT GOING TO BOIL OVER AND SHE FINALLY DID! THE WOMAN SNAPPED AND VEENA ADAMS HAS BEEN TAKEN OUT!

(Pandora looks on before walking toward the back and glaring at the ring where Jake Smith is smiling. She just disappears into the back as Jake has Bea laid out and he just gets on the top rope as the fans boo.)

Deadprez: Jake Smith is perched up, and Bea Valentine has not moved since crashing into that fiery table by Veena Adams! He is perched up and SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!!!! JAKE SMITH WITH A SHOOTING STAR PRESS AND HE HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE COVER!!!!

Sienna Swann: THIS IS OVER!

ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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THRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Gavin Kirkland: BEA VALENTINE KICKED OUT! JAKE SMITH CANNOT BELIEVE IT! VEENA ADAMS HAS BEEN TAKEN OUT BY PANDORA PAISLEY AND IT IS JUST HIM AND BEA VALENTINE UNLESS VEENA HAS SOME WAY TO GET BACK IN THIS!

(The footage then shows an ambulance backing into the side of the stage, Veena is being placed on a stretcher with a neck brace. Veena hasn’t moved, she is unconscious and bleeding. Kennedy Street is out there showing a lot of concern and yelling at the medical staff to hurry and get her to a hospital.)

Sienna Swann: I don’t think Veena Adams is getting back in this sweetie, she is being loaded into an ambulance right now but in the ring Jake Smith is back up and he quickly picks up Bea Valentine by the hair, setting her up and…. STARMAKER!!!!

Deadprez: NO!!!! BEA IS ABLE TO PUSH JAKE OFF AS HE TURNS AROUND…. BEA STING! WHAT A JUMPING MUSHROOM STOMP AND SHE HAS BEATEN SO MANY PEOPLE WITH THAT MOVE! WE HAVE A NEW ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION!

ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Sienna Swann: JAKE SMITH GETS A SHOULDER UP SWEETIE! BEA CANNOT BELIEVE IT! SHE THOUGHT THAT JAKE WAS DONE AND SHE IS LOOKING AT THE REFEREE WHO IS TRYING TO EXPLAIN TO HER THAT SHE DID NOT HAVE HIM BEAT!

(Bea is pleading with the referee but he shakes his head while holding two fingers up. Bea slams the mat, as she gets up and grabs Jake Smith, lifting him up by the hair.)

Deadprez: STARMAKER!!!!! JAKE SMITH WITH THE STARMAKER AND BEA VALENTINE IS LAID FLAT OUT! JAKE TURNS HER OVER AND LAYS ON BEA THIS ONE IS OVER!

ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Deadprez: BEA VALENTINE GETS THE SHOULDER UP! HOW THE HELL DID SHE DO THAT!? SHE WAS ABLE TO GET HER SHOULDER UP AND JAKE IS NOW SHOCKED AND CAN’T BELIEVE IT!

(The ambulance siren can be heard as they load up Veena to the Ambulance, and it drives out of the arena. A lot of upset fans look on as Veena is being taken away and so many people wanted to see Veena get her revenge but that was not meant to be as Pandora was looking for her after Fighting Spirit.)

Gavin Kirkland: :mjcry:

Sienna Swann: It is a shame, but we have a Main Event to finish here, and Jake Smith is beside himself! He looks over at Caroline and signals for her to grab something, as she looks under the ring and takes out a bag, she slides it in and Jake grabs it, he then opens it up and starts pouring it on the mat!

(The crowd ooh’s and ah’s as the camera focuses on it.)

Deadprez: IS THAT…. RUSTY NAILS!?!?!

(There are sharp Rusty Nails on the mat as Jake Smith waist for Bea Valentine so slowly get up and he waits as she is slowly getting back up and Jake Smith jumps up – )

Deadprez: STARMAKER!!!!!

Gavin Kirkland: NO! BEA WAS ABLE TO PUSH OFF AGAIN AND JAKE SMITH BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES AND –

Sienna Swann: BEA TRIGGER!!!!!!!

Deadprez: NO! JAKE DUCKED AND CAROLINE HOPS ON THE APRON BUT CORNELIUS SOMEHOW AFTER WHAT HAPPENED IS ABLE TO PULL HER DOWN AND CAROLINE…. SPITS THE MIST IN CORNELIUS FACE! SHE BLINDED HIM!

Sienna Swann: CORNELIUS HAS BEEN TAKEN OUT OF THE EQUATION AS HAS VEENA ADAMS BUT CAROLINE IS STILL IN IT AND SHE HOPS BACK ON THE APRON! BEA KICKS JAKE IN THE GUT AND RUNS AGAINST THE ROPES BUT CAROLINE IS THERE AND SHE GRABS BEA!

(Jake sees this and charges in – )

Gavin Kikrland: BEA ELBOWS CAROLINE AT THE LAST SECOND AND MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AS JAKE STOPS JUST IN TIME!

Sienna Swann: BEA DROPKICKS JAKE RIGHT INTO CAROLINE AN SHE FLIES OFF THE APRON HITTING HARD AT THE LCD GUARD RAIL! JAKE IS SHOCKED AND HE TURNS AROUND! SHE HITS –

Deadprez: BEA TRIGGER! NO! JAKE IS ABLE TO SIDESTEP AND SHE TURNS….. STARMAKER ON THE RUSTY NAILS!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!!!

Sienna Swann: JAKE SMITH HIT THE STARMAKER BUT HE LANDED BACK FIRST INTO THE RUSTY NAILS TOO! THERE ARE NAILS EMBEDDED IN HIS BACK! BEA VALENTINE HAS THEM ALL OVER HER CHEST AND ….. OH SWEETIE, SHE HAS ONE STUCK IN HER EYE!

(The horror takes over the fans watching as Bea looks like Pinhead. Jake is screaming in pain, but he is able to turn and crawl to Bea who is bleeding and face down on the nails, he turns her over…..)

Gavin Kikrland: AND HOOKS THE LEG, BEA VALENTINE IS DONE! SHE MIGHT BE DEAD! JAKE TOOK A BIT TO GET TO HER BUT THAT DOESN’T MATTER! HE GOES FOR THE PIN!

ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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(The crowd screams )

Sienna Swann: BEA VALENTINE WILL NOT DIE! SHE WAS ABLE TO GET HER SHOULDER UP AND NOW JAKE IS BESIDE HIMSELF! HE IS SLOWLY GETTING BACK ON HIS FEET AND HE STALKS BEA WHO IS BARELY ABLE TO GET UP! JAKE SMITH! WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING SWEETIE!?!?!

Gavin Kirkland: OH! JAKE IS SETTING UP BEA AS HE IS CLIMBING THE ROPES! HE IS GOING FOR THE STARBREAKER! THE AVALANCHE JUMPING CUTTER! JAKE IS CLIMBING AND HE IS ON THE TOP ROPE! BEA IS SLOWLY GETTING UP!

Crowd: BEA!!!!! BEA!!!!! BEA!!!!! BEA!!!! BEA!!!!!

Sienna Swann: Jake is perched up there! He has nails protruding from his back and is willing to sacrifice his body again! JAKE SMITH JUMPS AND HE DELIVERS THE STARBREAKER!!!!!

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Deadprez: STARBREAKER ON THE NAILS!

Sienna Swann: NOOOOO!!!!! BEA VALENTINE MOVED AT THE LAST SECOND AND JAKE SMITH HIT NOTHING BUT MORE NAILS!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!!

Gavin Kirkland: BEA VALENTINE IS STAGGERING! SHE PULLS THE NAIL FROM HER EYE AND LOOKS AT THE TOP ROPE! JAKE IS IN PAIN ON THE NAILS! MORE PROTUDING FROM HIS BACK!

(The crowd is on their feet as Bea uses every ounce of strength she has left to climb the ropes, she is wobbly, nails are stuck in her chest, can only see out of one eye, she though need to let the pain subside for just a few short seconds.)

Sienna Swann: JAKE SMITH IS GETTING BACK UP AND I CANNOT BELIEVE IT BUT BEA LOOKS OUT TO THE TORONTO CROWD AND IS CRYING BLOOD AND TEARS! SHE CAN’T LET THIS ONE GET AWAY SWEETIE! BEA JUMPS!

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Deadprez: ## THE BOSTON BEA PARTY!!!!! ## SHE CONNECTS AND CRUSHES THE CHEST OF JAKE SMITH RIGHT ON THE NAILS AGAIN!

(The crowd is almost in a riot as they scream and cheer)

Sienna Swann: BEA JUST ROLLS ON JAKE! BOTH A BLOODY MESS SWEETIE AND THE REFEREE DROPS FOR THE COVER!

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(DING!!!! DING!!!! DING!!!!)

Gina Romano: THE WINNER OF THE MATCH…… AND NEWWWWWWWWWW ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION! “THE ETERNAL EMPRESS” BEA VALENTINE!!!!!!

(The crowd is on their feet jumping up for joy as “Gloria” starts to play throughout the arena as Bea Valentine is down on the mat laying on Jake Smith. She is able to roll off, as Cornelius is able to see some and rolls into the ring trying to help Bea Valentine up!)

Deadprez: WE HAVE A NEW ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION AND IT IS BEA VALENTINE!!!! SHE FINALLY DID IT! THROUGH ALL THE HEARTBREAK! THE LOST OF THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP LAST PAIN FOR PRIDE! BEA ON SHOWDOWN MADE HERSELF INEVITABLE!

Sienna Swann: I AM SO PROUD OF BEA BUT WE NEED DOCTORS OUT HERE BEFORE INFECTIONS START TO KICK IN! LISTEN TO THIS CROWD! IT IS DEAFENING! BEA VALENTINE AND JAKE SMITH WERE THE LAST TWO AFTER VEENA WAS TAKEN OUT BY PANDORA PAISLEY AND BEA TOOK ADVANTAGE OF IT! NOW SHE HOLDS THE GOLD!

Gavin Kikrland: THIS IS AMAZING! BEA VALENTINE HAS DID IT! EVIL DIES TONIGHT! SHE IS THE ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION BUT AFTER VEENA WAS TAKEN OUT, SHE HAD TO BE BETTER THAN JAKE SMITH TONIGHT AND SHE WAS!

(Bea Valentine is on her knees, bleeding, burned, she just realizes that she is now the new Answers World Champion as the referee hands her the title. She looks up with tears in her one eye, the other is shut and swollen as the crowd chants.)

Crowd: BEA!!!! BEA!!!!! BEA!!!!! BEA!!!! BEA!!!!! BEA!!!!!

Gavin Kirkland: All THREE of these competitors went through hell! Jake Smith almost had it! Veena Adams wanted it but her past caught up with her! And Bea Valentine was finally able to get her hands on the Answers World Championship!

Sienna Swann: She earned it, but all three of these Elitists showed why they are the cream of the crop on Showdown! Congratulations Bea! Now go get taken care of and get some plastic surgery, I have a good doctor sweetie, call me!

Deadprez: WHAT A HELL OF A MAIN EVENT AT PAIN FOR PRIDE XIX NIGHT TWO! AND WE STILL HAVE NIGHT THREE TO GO! THANK YOU ALL FOR WATCHING! FOR SIENNA SWANN AND GAVIN KIRKLAND, WE HAVE A NEW ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION AND WE WILL SEE YOU FOR NIGHT THREE ON PAIN FOR PRIDE!!!

(The fireworks go off as the fans continue to cheer, Bea Valentine is being helped by Corneluis as she slowly climbs the turnbuckle and holds up the Answers World Championship while Caroline just looks on in disgust, checking on Jake who is moving slowly, and medical staff is rushing the ring.)

(The final shot is Bea holding the Answers World Championship in tears, screaming in joy.)

(EAW Logo Buzzes)