(EAW intro plays.)
(Dynasty intro hits. As it ends, the live feed transitions to the shot of the crowd in Seoul, South Korea who are all excited about the upcoming action! Stew-O, Jake Mercer, and Flannery McCoy can be all seen, ready for a huge go-home show!)
Stew-O: EAW Universe, we are at the last pit stop before House of Glass! I am Stew-O, and I am joined by Jake Mercer and Flannery McCoy! What a night we have in store for us, guys!
Jake Mercer: The Kaiser is in the main event, Stew! How can it not be exciting?!
Flannery McCoy: A big fight feel later on tonight, but from top to bottom, this Dynasty is stacked! A lot of things will come to a head tonight as many Elitists seek to garner some tangible momentum ahead of House of Glass! We have Taylor Vanity, Christian Martinez, Michael Machina, Komatsu Ogawa, KAI-ZEN, Cody Maverick, and NOVA apart of this show! Hans Grayson goes up against BRAE, Xander Payne takes on Theron Nikolas, and Jake Smith takes on Drake Armstrong!
Stew-O: So much to gain before we switch gears for House of Glass! Big matches, big confrontations, and it all starts now! Do not change the channel, because you don’t want to miss this!
(“Roll With Me” by Charli XCX plays into the arena and the crowd is on their feet, roaring with cheers for the returning Hall of Famer! It’s after a few moments that Andrea Valentine actually makes her way out from the back and out into view on the stage, a smile on her face as she pauses to look around the arena at the sea of fans all excited to see her back!)
Stephie Love: Please welcome to the ring at this time… EAW Hall of Famer…. ANDREAAAAAAAAAAA VAAAAAAAAALLLLLLENTIIIIIIINNNNNNNE!
Stew-O: After over a year of being out of action, Andrea Valentine finally returns to EAW here tonight!
Flannery McCoy: This is taking me all the way back to my Empire days and how I was there for a good portion of Andrea starting to rise through the ranks – I can honestly say this is so great to see!
Jake Mercer: And she doesn’t look at all like she nearly got killed on Showdown the last time we saw her 😁!
Flannery McCoy: You’re something else 😐
Jake Mercer: Aww, thank you so much 🥹!
Flannery McCoy: But that wasn’t… a comp… never mind! But it’s true, she does look amazing :wow:!
Stew-O: On top of looking more than happy to be here! This is truly something so great to see!
(Andrea comes away from the barricades at the side of the ramp after high-fiving fans and she heads up the steps to get through the ropes, and gets handed a microphone after she calls for one from ringside. Andrea points out to the boisterous crowd on her way back to the middle of the ring and once there, “Roll With Me” slowly fades out but that doesn’t change the volume of the crowd. She nods along with a smile to give them their moment before she raises her microphone up and the crowd quickly grows quiet to listen.)
Andrea Valentine: I miss this. I miss all of you. Coming to the ring just now and hearing your guys’ reaction, welcoming me back with open arms – there’s truly nothing else like it and I really can’t thank you all enough for it!
(The former World Champion can’t help but to look appreciative as the crowd cheers and applauds, an emotional moment for the returning Elitist but she manages to keep herself together.)
Andrea Valentine: You all know that I’ve always appreciated your support, that so many of my milestone moments came with all of you cheering me on and it was all just so incredible. Now, I know I could stand here and get into the personal reasons as to why I haven’t been able to make a return any sooner, but there’s more to tonight than all of that and I didn’t come back to make it all about me. Tonight is about the Specialists Championship, it’s about Milli, Delilah, Rory, and Bea, all of whom have made it clear that they’re looking to make their mark with the title that so many women have made it something worth fighting for in the way that they’ve all said they plan to.
Andrea Valentine: The Specialists Championship already holds a lot of meaning to each woman who’s gonna be competing for it at House of Glass, they know it holds a lot of meaning to everyone in EAW and its fans – and we’ve seen over the past few weeks how they’re all looking to make it clear that they’re ready to step up to the plate for their next steps. I think it’s great to see what the division has become like with all the competition surrounding the Specialists Championship and I’m so glad, so proud to know that it remains one of the most sought after titles in EAW! A lot of work went into making it mean what it does and to know that I played a huge part in that is incredible, because to do what I did as the Specialists Champion and get all the way to tying the record for the longest reign – it makes how far everything has come worth it. It was already a coveted title with women like Brody, Consuela Rose Ava, and myself making history with it, having these amazing moments and showing that the Specialists Championship signifies evolution and growth for any woman who’s fortunate enough to be able to call herself the Champion. I know that for me, carrying it through all the stipulation matches and main events, the Specialists Title elevated my career to entirely new heights that’d lead to a Hall of Fame induction and sharing the record with Brody Sparks turned out to be one of the biggest highlights in the end.
Andrea Valentine: How my career turned out with the Specialists Championship was life changing and I look at the four women who’ll be competing at House of Glass, and I can tell that they want the same for themselves. But rather than just speak about them and how I’m sure that they’ll steal the show, I’d really like to take this chance as an opportunity to speak to them myself!
(“Imma Be” by The Black Eyed Peas begins to play and Bea Valentine is the first one out! Bea arrives on the stage sporting the same blue butterfly pin as Andrea, and she disregards the boos on her way to the ring as she’s focused on Andrea and looking down at her into the ring with a smile, speaking inaudibly off-mic but appearing excited nonetheless as she points in the ring!)
Stew-O: Bea was undeniably excited in one of her videos this week as she explained how she’s hoping to make a great first impression with Andrea, sharing the same last name after all!
Flannery McCoy: Considering the last few weeks, it’s certainly been a change of pace seeing as how it’s seemed like all of the women involved coming up next haven’t wanted to share the same air – but it certainly goes to show that some moments mean more than you’d expect :wow:!
(Bea enters up the steps before joining Andrea and doesn’t waste a moment in shaking her hand, Andrea laughing as Bea enthusiastically introduces herself!)
Bea Valentine: (off-mic) I have the same last name as a Hall of Famer, the same woman who’s one of the longest-reigning Specialists Champions of all time!! From one Valentine to another, it’s so nice to finally meet you!
Andrea Valentine: It’s nice to meet you too 😅!
(Andrea smiles as Bea takes a spot in the ring nearby and “Monsters” by Currents interrupts Bea’s music, and walking out is Rory Slate! Wearing a butterfly pin herself, she waves off the crowd that makes it clear that they’re certainly not fans of hers and she joins Andrea and Bea in the ring, where the former doesn’t waste a moment in approaching Rory and welcoming her to the ring.)
Stew-O: That might’ve been the most cordial I’ve ever seen Rory be with someone :lupe:!
(“What The Dead Men Say” by Trivium begins to play and the boos don’t seem to lighten up at all as Delilah makes her way out with the butterfly pin on her shirt as well, and comes to the ring with a microphone in hand also. Delilah comes up the steps and stops on the apron to stare down Bea, who shoots a mocking glare back at her, before stepping through the ropes and has Andrea meeting her as well, much like the others.)
Flannery McCoy: I’ll be surprised if Andrea is able to keep things in order; these girls don’t look at all happy to be in the same ring as each other :lupe:!
Jake Mercer: She’s got this under control, don’t worry 💪!
“Changed It” By Nicki Minaj featuring Lil Wayne takes over and the roars of boos are changed to cheers as Milli makes her way out with the Specialists Championship raised! The arrival of the Champion is met with an ovation as it changes the mood of the crowd almost immediately and Milli proudly makes her way down to the ring, a butterfly pin over her chest as she comes down to the ring and gets right in to approach Andrea right away!)
Flannery McCoy: This is definitely a moment that Milli Banks has been waiting for, to finally have the chance to meet Andrea herself after explaining to Stew-O just a few weeks ago what an influence Andrea has had on her!
Stew-O: I could that she’s immensely proud of how far she’s come and to do it as the Specialists Champion, a title held for a record-tying number of days by the woman she’s embracing and the incomparable Brody Sparks!
(Milli pulls back with a huge smile on her face, and the challengers she’ll be facing at House of Glass all have their eyes on her and the Specialists Title! As Milli takes her spot and “Changed It” fades out, their focus comes upon Andrea as she looks around at all of them with a seemingly proud smile.)
Andrea Valentine: Thank you all for joining me out here! This is my first time getting to meet all of you in-person like this, but from what I’ve watched and seen out of all to you, it feels like I’ve gotten to know each of you in one way or another – and I can say that I’m sure I’m gonna be impressed at House of Glass-
Bea Valentine: Do you guys hear that?! She said she’s sure she’ll be impressed by me at House of Glass!
Delilah Rose: She meant all of us, idiot 🙄 – but I’m sure she was just trying to keep everyone from going into it with a defeatist attitude knowing that you’re all likely to lose to me.
Milli Banks: Who said anything about me losing?
Rory Slate: Better yet, Delilah, who the hell said anything about you winning? Maybe you’re just trying to impress Andrea and everyone else with your undeserved ego but you’re far from being the front-runner when it comes to House of Glass.
Delilah Rose: What, like you are? Rory, it’s about time for you to get real and understand that you’re not prepared at all to become the Specialists Champion, especially not when you’re in a match involving me and we know how that’s ended for you before.
Bea Valentine: 🙄 Because that’s the real game changer here, right? You’re all looking at the woman who literally went to hell and BACK when she competed inside Hell in a Cell just to be here despite having already earned my shot, and if that doesn’t prove that I’m willing to do a whole hell of a lot more than the rest of you, then I don’t know what kind of deluded world you’re all living in but I can tell I’ll be doing you all a favor when I usher in the era of Queen Bea as the Specialists Champion :blessed:!!!!
Milli Banks: You’re saying that like you’re the only one who’s put in the hard work, Bea, but I’m standing practically right at the edge of a history-making moment that all of you could only wish you were at right now. Yeah, you put your shot on the line at Territorial Invasion and came out on top when I can’t think of too many people who would’ve done that or done it successfully, but I don’t plan on going into House of Glass nothing but two days away from breaking the record just to come up short. To have come that close to having my name in the books forever, just to lose at this point? I’m absolutely not sorry to say that you’ve got it fucked up if you thought I wasn’t about to go all out to stop every last one of you from trying to ruin my moment.
(Bea dismissively waves at Milli and Andrea watches on with an entertained expression.)
Andrea Valentine: See, this is what I meant when I said that the competition and the desire to hold that Championship being shown is what makes me so excited for the future of the Specialists Championship! There’s a lot on the line for everyone involved, even if people are seeing that three of you are coming in empty-handed – but what you’re sure of and determined to do can completely change how one of you will be walking out of that match. It can mean all the difference between Milli winning and the rest of you watching her make the kind of history people dream of accomplishing for themselves, or one of you starting a new chapter in EAW.
Rory Slate: Which is exactly what I’m going to do when I put the entire women’s division on notice by not only stopping Milli from making that history but by creating my own, and setting myself up to have one of the best title runs EAW has seen period.
Bea Valentine: As if I’d let myself get embarrassed by some background player I’ve already beaten :mjlol:!
Delilah Rose: Do you know how much of a non-threat you’d have to be to have me agreeing with Bea Valentine of all people?
Bea Valentine: :francis:!
Andrea Valentine: Actually, guys, Rory’s gonna be someone you might wanna keep your eyes on at House of Glass. Not only did she already win one four-way to get here, but the position she’s in because of how you’re doubting her reminds me of the position I was in once upon a time before I won my first Championship. I was up against three Champions at Pain for Pride: Festival and surprised everyone when I beat them to win the Openweight Championship 😌. It could be any one of you who Rory gets the better of in the end to get a win 👀!
(Rory looks pleased with the silence among her House of Glass opponents, who seem to consider the possibility at least in the moment.)
Rory Slate: You know what, Andrea, I’m glad you came back and showed up because finally, someone around here is making some goddamn sense! I mean, do you guys really think that I’m gonna let the fact you guys have wins over me make me think less of myself or my chances? It just goes to show that you don’t know a damn thing about Rory Slate, but come House of Glass, you’ll know that I’m the NEW Specialists Champion. Andrea said it herself, all it takes is a moment to change history and the woman who’s gonna do that is me!
Milli Banks: I don’t think I wanna see you parading this title around talking about being a power couple with Michael Machina though, so I’m real sorry to say that I’m gonna pass on a Rory Slate upset victory :yikes:!
Rory Slate: Please, as if your attitude is any better than Bea or Delilah’s – I’d say it might be even worse. Your only real threat before now had been Pandora and yet you still wanna come into this match like you’ve been knocking down these huge challenges time and again, but let’s be real, who the hell didn’t expect you to beat someone like Jamie along the way? You knew you could get away with looking down on her and trying to big league her even while that nasty ego of yours cost you a match against Ms. Extreme, to the point I don’t think you honestly even took Jamie seriously, and there’s hardly a difference here now as you face your biggest challenge yet and the idea of you losing somehow isn’t even a thought.
Milli Banks: Well, damn, Rory, I didn’t know it needed to be, but I guess you thought you were gonna come into this and get treated like the be all, end all because I’ve got more than one opponent? I know you other two agree with her so I suggest listening up: I live for challenges like this and with all the experience I’ve gained, I don’t see why I shouldn’t be confident. I know all the attention I get pisses every last one of you off but let’s not act like it’s not earned or deserved, because I’ve been setting the division on fire while you’ve all been trying to scrape together wins to make yourselves seem credible and I’ve just been moving on a different level.
Delilah Rose: But are you truly ready for the Final Boss? We both know I’m someone who’s ready to come and take that all away from you, Milli, because for as different as you think you’ve been moving, I’m an even hungrier challenger when I want it for myself. The Specialists Championship has been waiting for someone like that to come up and rip it right from your hands, pull the veneer back on all this Milli Banks hype and show that waiting in the wings to steal that thunder was someone even better – and you’re all looking right at her. You’re not going to break the record because you’re going to be the woman who almost broke it, while I’ll have snapped your dreams of surpassing Andrea and Brody right in half.
Bea Valentine: Not by having won the Specialists Championship, that’s for sure! No one’s gonna be talking about how Delilah rose to the occasion :mjgrin:, because what everyone’s gonna be running their mouths about is how three other women succumbed to Bea’s sting for me to be the new Specialists Champion!
Delilah Rose: :comeagain: D-did you just use my name to make another stupid fucking pun? Why don’t you come over here so I can introduce my fist to your face and give everyone a preview of House of Glass, and we’ll see if you’ve got anymore of those jokes left in you then!
Andrea Valentine: :krabs:!
(Delilah doesn’t hesitate in stepping forward and starting toward Bea, but Andrea quickly tries to corral the group before their meeting can really break down.)
Andrea Valentine: I can tell you’re real anxious to start throwing down, but that’s not how I anticipated this going in all honesty 😅! House of Glass is gonna be the time and the place for all that, and I doubt any of you would want anything to happen here tonight that’d give anyone else in the match an excuse to believe anyone here was just looking for an easy way out in something as highly anticipated as this. We’re out here for the Specialists Championship and what it means to all of you… and what it means to me. After all, the title and the record are both something that I hold close to my heart; sharing that with my best friend and knowing that’s belonged to us together is something I don’t just brush off to the side.
(Milli and Andrea’s eyes meet as Andrea’s speaking, the two of them not looking away from each other.)
Andrea Valentine: I have to say, as huge as that is and for us to have been holding the record together, I can honestly say that it being broken isn’t something I’d look forward to as a competitor. I mean, how many times in history can we say things have aligned that way for two people? …But if it were to happen, I can say I’d at least respect it because I can look at how far you’ve come, Milli, and I can see what you’re trying to do for yourself and your career; maybe it would be bittersweet but it’d only be something for you to be proud of.
Milli Banks: I get where you’re coming from, Andrea, I honestly truly do and I’m sure you know that I see you as a huge influence on me… so that’s why in breaking the record, I wouldn’t just want to be proud of myself but I’d make sure that you’re proud and confident of where I take the Specialists Championship next, while continuing to make sure that it gets the justice and prominence it deserves by continuing on the way that I have by being at my best.
Rory Slate: Ugh, could this get anymore sappy? We get it, you’re in the ring with your idol and you get to have this moment, but we’re not out here to see you get starstruck; if anything, this is just another moment to add to the list of Milli trying to make absolutely everything all about herself.
Milli Banks: Here you go 🙄
Delilah Rose: I mean, is she necessarily wrong?
Bea Valentine: Shockingly, no! I mean, if anything, we should be talking about how I’m standing in the ring tonight with one Hall of Famer and in two more days, I’ll be in the ring again with another when I’m competing against Jack Ripley! Here you all are getting in on a moment that we’re not going to forget: Andrea coming back to pass the torch to me :wow:, and then you’re all going to be witnesses at ringside to another Bea Valentine classic when Voltage’s ratings spike because of this future legend taking on someone who’s already got a ring :wow: :wow:!!!!
(Delilah rolls her eyes in response to Bea’s arrogance, but Bea hardly seems to notice as she revels in the attention.)
Rory Slate: That’s assuming you don’t make a total fool of yourself on Sunday, but then again, that just might be too easy for you to do.
Delilah Rose: Just annoying as hell.
Milli Banks: Catch one of those You’ll Float Too’s and see if they can’t wire that damn mouth shut.
Bea Valentine: :picard:!! But I’d bet you’d like that since I’m sure you’re not trying to hear me brag about how I’ll have won the Specialists Championship.
(Milli scoffs and gets right to arguing with Bea, who’s found herself arguing with Rory and Delilah as well for her comment and soon enough they’re all arguing among themselves as to which one of them is going to win at House of Glass! Andrea has to quickly intervene once again to get everyone settled down as the four women close in on each other and their voices only get louder, but somehow, someway, Andrea is able to get them separated while shouting over them all herself.)
Andrea Valentine: I think I can speak for everyone when I say that knowing that all of this being about the Specialists Championship is great, it means that the title means so much to so many of you not just in the ring but for those in the back, too. It means that even as you guys continue to grow and prosper, there’s potential for all of you to take your careers to the next level and the Specialists Division as well, because I look at the four of you and I can see the potential, see the talent just waiting to break out and be the next big thing. Bea, Delilah, and Rory, I’ve seen the three of you work to get this opportunity and it’s because of that that you’re all willing to take that jump in your careers, to continue on being go-getters and become champions – not even just with the chance you all have at House of Glass, but at literally any point if you all take what you’ve learned so far and apply it going forward. You’ll be able to find success around any corner.
Andrea Valentine: And Milli, you’ve undeniably done a great job as Specialists Champion and coming this far in your reign is nothing to scoff at whether the record gets broken or not. In either case, you’ll have nothing to be ashamed of or feel sorry about, because what you’ve wanted for yourself is what I wanted for me – to go down as one of the greatest women to have ever held the Specialists Championship – and there’s no doubt that you’ve done that already. I’m excited for all of you and the opportunity you all have, I’m excited for the future of the Specialists Division and where it’s going next – good luck to all of you at House of Glass!
(Andrea smiles at the four women who’ll be competing for the Specialists Championship and makes her way around to all of them, giving encouraging advice and praise as “Roll With Me” starts up again. As Andrea finishes with Rory, the four competitors stare each other down with Andrea and the rest of the EAW Universe watching on, knowing that no matter who wins at House of Glass, the match is sure to be must-see.)
Stew-O: A message of approval from record-holder Andrea Valentine is sure to light the fire of these four women just that much more, knowing just how huge of a moment it could be in their careers!
Flannery McCoy: For any one of these women, it’s going to be something that they’ll absolutely never forget and I can’t wait to see which one of them is able to take hold of that moment in history!
(With a final shot of all the women in the ring, the scene fades out.)
(A commercial plays for House of Glass, highlighting the fatal four-way Glass Ropes match for the Specialists Championship.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns from a brief commercial break as the camera goes over to the ring, where ‘What Comes Around [Spanish Version]’ by Ill Nino begins to blast through the speakers of the arena. Christian Martinez is seen preparing inside the ring. He looks determined to make up for his couple losses these past couple of weeks since his debut, and looks to make an impact as at ringside Stephie Love is seen standing by.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Stephie Love: Already in the ring… from San Juan, Puerto Rico… weighing in at 215 pounds… ‘MULLET MAN’… CHRISTIAN MARTINEZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(‘Something Real’ by Post Malone then begins to follow that up as the camera goes over to Taylor Vanity is seen beginning to make her way out to the stage. She has a smirk on her face as she looks around, determined and ready to go, as she then begins to make her wya down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent… from Lakewood, Colorado… weighing in at 129 pounds… ‘VALKYRIE’… TAYLOR VANITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Taylor had a rough week last week, and she’ll admit that it has not been the best start for her upon her return here in EAW. But tonight she’s looking to redeem herself and get back on track as she faces some tough competition.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And here we go, AS CHRISTIAN MARTINEZ RUSHES FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH STRIKES TO THE FACE OF TAYLOR! Taylor falls back against the corner as Christian connects with repeated stomps to the abdomen which force her down to a seated position in the corner! The crowd is not liking this as Christian basks in the reaction he’s getting.
(Christian makes his way toward the center of the ring and raises his arms in the air while Taylor struggles to recover.)
Flannery McCoy: Christian grabs a hold of the arm of Taylor and sends her to the opposite side of the ring… AS HE GOES FOR A CLOTHESLINE TO THE HEAD OF TAYLOR- BUT TAYLOR CONNECTS WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE! Christian stumbles back, as TAYLOR RUSHES FORWARD AND GRABS HIM BY THE HEAD BEFORE PLANTING HIM DOWN WITH A HUGE RUNNING BULLDOG!
Jake Mercer: Christian stumbles up to his feet, as Taylor eyes her opposition… LEAPING INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTING WITH A ‘HANGLINE’! BACK OF THE HEAD LARIAT CONNECTS! But Taylor is far from done…
Stew-O: AS SHE FINISHES IT OFF WITH A HUGE ‘DEVELOPED PHOTO’! MODIFIED EMERALD FLOWSION! CHRISTIAN IS DROPPED AND TAYLOR WASTES NO TIME HOOKING THE LEG!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Something More’ begins to blast through the speakers as Taylor Vanity gets up to her feet and dusts herself off, a smirk on her face as the referee raises her hand in the air. She climbs up to the top rope as she celebrates her victory.)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… TAYLOR VANITY!!!!!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Taylor with a massive momentum shifting victory tonight against Christian Martinez! This was a crucial victory tonight and even though she won’t be competing at House of Glass, this was a statement to be made tonight going forward!
Stew-O: This is something that she can hang her head on, and even though this was a rough match for Christian, I’m sure that he can get himself back on track. Nonetheless, congratulations to Taylor Vanity on the victory!
(Taylor celebrates, proud to be able to come out on top in spite of last week’s loss. She stands with a smirk as Dynasty fades to commercials.)
(A commercial plays advertising Showdown, where Adam Lucas and Scott Diamond take on Chef Viz and Sheridan Muller in the main event.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns from a brief intermission to a pan-around shot of the arena, as ‘Pride and Arrogance’ by Takeru Kanazaki is heard playing up. The crowd boos as the camera goes over to show Drake Armstrong as he makes his way out to the stage. He has a smirk on his face as he’s seen dressed in a suit despite his match later on in the night, spreading out his arms and basking in the negative reaction that he’s getting before he makes his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… DRAKE ARMSTRONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Drake makes his way around the ring and up the steel steps, standing on the apron before entering into the ring. He spreads his arms out with a sly grin on his face before proceeding to lower his arms down. ‘Pride and Arrogance’ from there begins to come to a close, as Drake takes a microphone from the ringside area as he makes his way back toward the center of the ring, beginning to speak.)
Drake Armstrong: I’d like to start this off by giving an apology.
(The crowd murmurs in confusion while Drake bows his head down.)
Drake Armstrong: I apologize for not getting involved in the… situation… regarding Michael Machina and Hans Grayson last week. I find it quite disappointing that I wasn’t in person to hear their rambling because that is something that I honestly find quite entertaining. And I feel kind of left out that they decided to do all of this without me. I know I had my hands full preparing for a match against someone like Cy Henderson but rest assured, I did have the time.
(Drake chuckles to himself before he continues.)
Drake Armstrong: Or maybe not, maybe it was too much of a concern on my mind even though I am certain that Michael and Hans were just yearning for an appearance from ‘The Future’, I’m sorry I was unable to make that happen. But even though I have a big money match against Jake Smith later in the night, I made sure to make up for my mistakes and show up this time around to shed some light on what is going to happen at House of Glass. Now I’m sure the main priority on everyone’s mind right now is the newly announced stipulation of Glass Tables, Ladders, & Chairs. Now I will admit, even though something as barbaric as that is quite distasteful, someone like myself can’t help but admit that it is one interesting concept. But at the end of the day, it doesn’t matter what the wheel just so happened to land on in terms of a stipulation. You can throw anything at me, and I’ll show you why regardless my destiny has always been the New Breed Championship, no if’s or but’s about it.
(Drake then turns toward the stage.)
Drake Armstrong: But I won’t waste any time, I’ll share why I’m really out here tonight. I’m here to call out both of my opponents who I will be facing at House of Glass so that we can hopefully meet in the ring and talk this out like the grown adults that you two supposedly are. I have no tricks up my sleeve, no master plan, no nothing, I’m giving you a platform tonight to share your piece… and hopefully, you don’t embarrass yourselves.
(Drake waits patiently in the ring, but it doesn’t take long for ‘Dead Opps’ by DD Osama & Notti Osama to be heard as the roar of the crowd follows. The camera goes over to Michael Machina as he makes a beeline toward the ring and straight to Drake Armstrong. He has a bone to pick with him after what has happened these past couple of weeks, and finally, they have the opportunity to meet face-to-face and Michael is not going to waste any time. He enters into the ring while ‘Dead Opps’ begins to come to a close, microphone already in hand as he begins to speak to Drake.)
Michael Machina: You know how easy it would be to give you a ‘Bullet From Hell’ and knock you out of your shoes right now?
Drake Armstrong: I dare you.
Michael Machina: Nah, that’s too easy. I have a bone to pick with you, Drake, and it’s about time you showed up and looked me in the eyes because I want to say it to your face. What happened at Territorial Invasion is something that I spend restless nights thinking about, being constantly reminded of what was taken away from me at your hands. And what has transpired following that has only pissed me off even further. You can only imagine how I feel as our bout gets closer and closer, and I finally have the opportunity to get my hands on you. I am just yearning to desecrate you, piece by piece, and it would be in your best interest not to fight it. In fact, I would run, Drake. I would run, and I would run as far as I could.
(Drake can’t help but sneer in disgust at what Michael is saying right now.)
Drake Armstrong: You honestly think that I’m scared of you? Even after what you did to me, that I have to concern myself with you breathing down my back? No, not at all, because that is what I expected to happen. What, you think that I wouldn’t know after what I did at Territorial Invasion you would be coming right after me? No, but even then I didn’t really care. Because I know even if you pummeled me to a bloody pulp on an episode of Dynasty following that, nothing would matter as long as I end all of this with the New Breed Championship around my waist, which I will. Let me remind you of something, Michael, I am one of a small group of people who have gotten a pinfall victory over you in this company, regardless of technicalities or whether or not it was clean or whatever. If you don’t think that I’m ready for you, well then, you’re setting yourself up for yet another loss at a Marquee Event.
(Michael has clearly had enough already, but despite that, he manages to keep his composure and continue to speak to Drake.)
Michael Machina: That’s fine, in fact, that’s what I wanted out of you. I want you to acknowledge the threat that is in front of you, and I want you to be “ready” for what, whatever that means in your terms. I want that so it can hurt even more when I crush your dreams in front of you. I promised that I don’t give a damn what stands in my way or whatever competition that I have to face, I was going to dominate them if it meant getting what I want, and what I want is the New Breed Championship. We both have the same aspirations, but only one of them is coming out with that title around their waist, and that person is going to be me.
(Drake looks to respond, but before he can, ‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ by AFI finally begins to play. The crowd cheers loudly as Hans Grayson is seen making his way out. He has the New Breed Championship over his shoulder and a microphone in his hand as he quickly signals for his theme to come to a close. Hans begins to make his way down the ramp as he speaks into his microphone toward both Drake and Michael in the ring while he does so.)
Hans Grayson: I hope you guys don’t mind me interrupting here, but I couldn’t help but overhear what you two were saying, and it just doesn’t sit right with me.
(Hans climbs up onto the apron, entering into the ring as he adjusts the New Breed Championship that is wrapped around his shoulder. He looks at the two of them who pause their back and forth, before continuing to speak.)
Hans Grayson: I don’t like these claims being thrown around, specifically by one person in this ring, that I don’t deserve this title. If anything, I have proven that compared to the three of us, I am the most worthy candidate to hold it. While that’s so easy to say because I am a Champion, you can go back and see just how my work ethic and efforts these past couple of months have made this the title that it is today. I am far from done proving that I am the best in the division and a shining example of what it has to offer. Many would look at this match right here as the last hurdle, but after I retain my title and cement myself as THE one to beat on Dynasty, I’m only going to continue seeking more. I want more people coming to my front doorstep, I want to continue defending this title against bigger and badder competition, I’m not planning to stop for anyone, especially not for two people who think that they know what is best for MY title.
Michael Machina: Bold words from someone who shouldn’t even have that title in the first place, and it’s funny how all three of us are in the ring cause it seems we all had a hand in that somehow. I should be here as the Champion right now, that title should not be in your hands. But SOMEONE here just had to make sure that it didn’t happen, and now we’re in this situation. Regardless of what you may think, I’m taking back what’s mine and there is nothing you can do about it.
Hans Grayson: You think I don’t know that, Michael? You don’t think I’m reminded by everyone, including you, the tainted win that I got at Territorial Invasion? I have done everything that I can in order to make that right, in order to reprimand my mistakes, and House of Glass is the final step in doing that. Once I do beat you again, I can finally get the monkey off my back and we can say it straight just who the best in the New Breed division is, and as I’ve said since the beginning, that privilege belongs to me.
Drake Armstrong: All I’m seeing right now is talk from two people who wouldn’t know what it means to hold a title if it kicked them in the ass. I’m far from concerning myself on whether or not I can bear the responsibility of having that around my waist, it’s more the question of whether or not YOU’RE capable of that. I think it goes without saying that Michael Machina belongs nowhere near the title picture, and Hans Grayson… you never deserved that title to begin with. You can cry and pout about it all you want, but consider me winning that title next week as a solution to the injustice that has transpired since you first won that title at Pain For Pride.
(Michael rolls his eyes.)
Michael Machina: Can you shut the fuck up for one second? We’ve already heard enough from you for the week, the last thing that we need is your incoherent babbling that is going to lead to absolutely nothing once the surefire fact of you leaving House of Glass with absolutely nothing comes true.
Drake Armstrong: Excuse you-
Hans Grayson: Drake, you’re the last person to speak right now about what it means to be a Champion. While Machina here hasn’t held one himself, he has more than enough justification for being in this match. You on the other hand, I have nothing to prove to you. You lost at Reckless Wiring without any silly business tied to it, and I consider it very generous that I gave you what you wanted and that was another shot at my title. I have no problem beating you again, and you have no room to say otherwise. The only reason you’re in this match is to ensure that there are absolutely no excuses regardless of who is to win or not, so I wouldn’t talk as big of a game as you are right now.
Drake Armstrong: Excuse YOU?
(Drake raises an eyebrow as he turns and quickly approaches Hans. The two of them are practically nose-to-nose as Hans tenses up, lowering his microphone as it looks like they’re about to go to hands. But instead, it seems like Drake wants to say what he had on his mind directly toward him.)
Drake Armstrong: I don’t need to have held a Championship to see how much of a disgrace you are to that title. You are right about the New Breed Division being the most boisterous group of Elitists in EAW, but one thing that it lacks is proper representation. I’ll call a spade a spade, I lost at Reckless Wiring and that’s something that doesn’t sit right with me. But since then I have done everything to make sure that doesn’t happen again, and the Drake Armstrong that stood across the ring from you before is much different than the one that’s looking you dead in your eyes right now. I don’t want to get my hands dirty so close to a match, but if we really have a problem… then that’s fine by me.
(Drake slowly begins to roll up his sleeves, while Hans stands, unintimidated by the threats that are being hurled his way. It looks like the two of them are going to go at it as the crowd begins to intensify, but what they don’t see… is that Michael Machina has dropped his microphone and is poised and ready in the opposite corner…)
Stew-O: MICHAEL SPRINTS FORWARD TO A CLUELESS DRAKE, HE’S GOING FOR A ‘BULLET FROM HELL’!
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE TURNS JUST IN TIME AND MOVES OUT OF THE WAY, HANS GETS IMPALED BY THE SPEAR INSTEAD!
(An unknowing Hans is taken out by Michael, as ‘The Moneymaker’ quickly gets up, pissed off that he didn’t hit his target, but not exactly complaining either.)
Jake Mercer: FROM BEHIND! DRAKE WITH A LOW BLOW TO MICHAEL! LOW BLOW! MICHAEL DROPS DOWN TO A KNEE…
Stew-O: AS DRAKE SPRINTS FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH A ‘HALBERD FROM HELL’ TO THE CHEST OF MICHAEL! THE RUNNING FRONT DROPKICK LEVELS THE BIG MAN, AND IT’S DRAKE ARMSTRONG THAT MANAGES TO STAND TALL TONIGHT!
(Drake gets up to a knee, dusting the suit that he has off and wiping loose strands of hair away from his face. He is unhappy that he had to get his hands dirty in this one, but not exactly all that angry about standing tall either. Drake reaches out and grabs the New Breed Championship away from Hans, as he raises it up into the air while ‘Pride and Arrogance’ is heard playing in the background. The last shot seen is the sinister grin on the face of Drake Armstrong as Friday Night Dynasty begins to fade out from there.)
(A commercial for the Sims 4 plays, featuring Milli Banks and Ronan Malosi.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen… The following singles match is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
(‘Dead Opps’ by DD Osama & Notti Osama starts to play through the arena. Michael Machina is able to be standing in the ring, albeit favoring his head and chest. A member of the medical team is by him, talking to him to ensure he wishes to continue. A steadfast nod from the Machine confirms his willingness to keep wrestling.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first… From Brooklyn, New York… Weighing in at 240 pounds… He is “The Moneymaker”… MICHAAAAAAAAEL MACHIIIIIINAAAAAA!!!
Stew-O: Michael Machina may not be at a hundred percent, but he’s focused on simply getting the job done and showing his opponents at House of Glass what he’s all about. They may have faced him in the past but now? This is a new Michael Machina with nothing but fury in his eyes as he’s looking to right a wrong that was out of his own hands.
Flannery McCoy: He is in a bad spot right now. He just got levelled by Drake Armstrong, and getting attacked in that manner is NOT going to make Machina wake up on the right side of the bed the next morning. Not only that, but one has to wonder if all that budding rage and temper will cost him here. Regardless of what happens, rest assured; we will see someone get hurt very, VERY badly here tonight!
(‘Red Criminal’ by The Oral Cigarettes replaces Michael Machina’s theme song as fans start to boo very loudly. Komatsu Ogawa makes his way down to the ring with an eerie grin on his face with no care what the fans think, maybe enjoying the hate a little bit too much as per usual.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent… From Kabukicho, Tokyo, Japan… Weighing in at 232 pounds… He is “Imperius Rex”… KOMAAAAAATSU OGAWAAAAA!!!
Flannery McCoy: Here we see “Imperius Red” Komatsu Ogawa, a man that loves to see pain inflicted on his opponents by any means necessary. He doesn’t care for wins or losses… He simply just enjoys watching his opponents suffer through the pain he unleashes upon them.
Jake Mercer: Doesn’t care for wins or losses? So he’s a loser? We all know that Komatsu Ogawa is just another victim on Michael Machina’s path to capture what SHOULD have been his when he faced off Hans Grayson; that EAW New Breed Championship! Tonight, Michael gets one step closer to his destiny here in EAW as he gets the money, the fame, and the power that that EAW New Breed Championship brings to an elitist!
(Michael snarls at Komatsu. Ogawa smirks, poking fun at him for getting hurt from earlier. All that does is spur Michael to get even more angry. The medical personnel tells the referee that everything can proceed before slipping out. Once they leave, the official calls for the start of the match!)
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: The match is on its way and quickly, Komatsu Ogawa goes for a Running Lariat on Michael Machina! Michael however stays up as he puffs up his chest and pushes the Running Lariat attempt away from him as he quickly takes down Komatsu with a Shoulder Tackle! Komatsu Ogawa quickly gets back up on his feet trying to fight through the sheer strength and power of Michael Machina quickly being taken down with another Shoulder Tackle! Komatsu quickly rolls out of the ring as he’s not trying to be taken down by a third Shoulder Tackle, but clearly that pisses off Michael Machina as he too rolls out of the ring as he tries to attack Komatsu from behind, but Komatsu moves out of the way and throws him into the barricade leaving Michael leaning on it. The referee starts the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Stew-O: He’s not done just yet however as he grabs Michael once again and throws him towards the barricade again as Michael slumps down and is sat down from the throw as Komatsu is looking for a running knee right on Michael Machina’s head on the barricade… Michael escapes at the last minute as Komatsu goes knee first into the barricade allowing Michael Machina to take advantage of the situation and quickly Irish Whip him onto the apron before putting him inside the ring as Michael Machina rolls back in as well.
Jake Mercer: This right here ladies and gentlemen is a SUPERSTAR showcasing to the world that a social hierarchy DOES exist as Michael Machina proves that he is the ALPHA while Komatsu Ogawa is nothing more than an Omega. The prey is being slaughtered by the predator! We all know that Michael Machina could end this bozo’s career if he wanted in SECONDS… but he’s playing with his food to perhaps send a message to Drake Armstrong and Hans Grayson. Looks like Michael Machina has been unleashing a barrage of punches as he mounted on top of Komatsu, and is now picking him up as he’s looking for a Belly-To-Belly Suplex planting him down on the mat! Michael quickly goes for a Standing Moonsault on Komatsu… Knees up as Komatsu is able to reverse that beautiful Moonsault at the last minute as he slowly picks himself up from the floor.
Flannery McCoy: Komatsu won’t let this opportunity go to waste as he quickly starts to hook the arm of Michael Machika and starts to unleash Repeated Elbow Smashes to the head and neck of Michael, trying to weaken him as much as he can, and making sure he does stay down, Komatsu quickly hits him with a Sliding Knee Strike to lay Michael Machina down on the mat. Komatsu is hoping that he is able to keep Michael down long enough as he starts climbing to the top rope, looking down at his opponents to make sure he’s still down, and prepares to go for a Diving Double Foot Stomp on the legs of Michael Machina! Michael rolls out of the way as Komatsu’s knee buckles a bit allowing Michael Machina to drop him down on the mat and hook in the Heel Lock on him as he’s looking to make Komatsu Ogawa tap out here tonight! Michael starta to make the lock tighter and tighter as Komatsu tries his best to escape the lock, but Michael’s strength is too much as both men are in the middle of the ring with no escape nearby for Komatsu. It may be over for “Imperius Rex” as a lock like this is VERY dangerous even if you can escape it!
Stew-O: It seems Komatsu will continue to fight through it as he keeps trying to crawl to the rope, but Michael Machina just keeps dragging him as the lock stays on tightly. Komatsu isn’t giving up just yet as he starts to kick the back of Michael with the other leg as he causes the lock to lose a bit of its grip allowing Komatsu to drag himself closer to the ropes as he grabs onto them right before Michael could have made the Heel Lock tighter once again. Michael isn’t letting go though however as the referee starts to count signaling him to go!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Stew-O: Michael lets go of the Heel Lock as Komatsu Ogawa rolls out of the ring once again. Michael Machina is clearly not happy that his near victory was taken away as he quickly gets out of the ring as he picks up Komatsu and tries to go for a Vertical Suplex… but Komatsu is able to reverse it into a Suplex of his own as he picks up Michael and drags him to the steel post outside looking to weaken Michael as he slams him head first onto it! Michael is left leaning on it as Komatsu takes a few steps back looking to target the head again. Komatsu looks for a Superkick to Michaels head that’s leaning on the steel post… but Michael Machina moves out of the way as Komatsu’s leg connects with the steel post!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Jake Mercer: That’s an opening for Michael Machina to continue to show all of EAW the type of BEAST he is as he grabs Komatsu and throws him right into the steel post and quickly picks him up to throw him back inside the ring! Michael picks up Komatsu as he Irish Whips him towards the ropes, Komatsu rebounds off them, and is quickly put down with a Back Body Drop down on the mat that’s quickly transitioned to a Standing Moonsault that Michael lands beautifully! This kid is the future and nobody can say otherwise, I mean he had a massive undefeated streak and was never tapped out or pinned for the longest! The only pinfall loss on his record is an asterisk he’s looking to right at House of Glass as he faces Drake Armstrong and Hans Grayson, both elitists that were involved in said asterisk! What he’s doing to Komatsu is just a preview of the pain he’s capable of unleashing upon anyone in his path as he’s making sure to inflict as much damage as possible by picking up Komatsu and hitting him with a vicious Powerslam as he goes for the pinfall!
ONEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOO!
THR-!
Flannery McCoy: A kick out at two from Komatsu and Michael Machina not happy that his “prey” is still fighting through the pain and won’t stay down. Michael Machina now quickly picks him up and throws him to the corner as he starts to put him on the top rope as Michael Machina climbs to the top rope as well! This might be the beginning of the end as Michael is looking to hit Komatsu with a Superplex as he grabs onto Komatsu… but Komatsu kicks quickly escapes from Michael’s grasp and grabs onto him as Komatsu is looking for something here that we don’t often see… SPANISH FLY FROM THE TOP ROPE WITH MICHAEL MACHINA AS BOTH MEN LAND FLAT ON THE MAT! Both elitists are clearly hurt, but Komatsu starts to drag himself towards Michael as he starts crawling. Komatsu is barely able to put his arm over Michael’s chest as the referee notices the pinfall!
ONEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!!
TH-!!!
Stew-O: A kick out from Michael Machina as this match will continue on! Both men are still down as Komatsu rolls off Michael and starts to drag himself to the ropes as he picks himself up with aids from the ropes. Komatsu is back on his two feet as he makes his way towards Michael Machina, slowly picking him up, and sets him up for “Tyrant Buster” as the Vertical Suplex is dropped into a Neckbreaker over his knee! Komatsu is now going for the cover hoping that that’s all it takes to win here tonight!
ONEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!!
THRE-!!!
Stew-O: Another kick out from Michael Machina here tonight! There’s a reason why he’s called “The Machine” as he’s proving here tonight that he’s an elitist that isn’t easy to be put down as Komatsu seems a bit frustrated with that kick out. Michael now sitting up a bit still a bit groggy as Komatsu tries to quickly hook in the “DNA Decay” as he’s attempting to hook in the seated Guillotine Choke and Kimura Lock Combo… but Michael Machina gets up while Komatsu still is trying to hook in his submission hold finisher as Michael positions Komatsu Ogawa for a… MOONSAULT FALLAWAY SLAM BREAKING THE SUBMISSION HOLD!
Jake Mercer: As Michael Machina is getting up, Komatsu Ogawa rolls out of the ring agai, picking himself up with help from the barricade, and starts to catch his breath. Michael is clearly done with Komatsu’s STUPID games here tonight as he starts to run the ropes, rebounds off them, and dives through the ropes for a Suicide Dive right on Komatsu as the barricade adds a bit of extra damage to the attack! Michael Machina grabs Komatsu Ogawa before he falls to the floor as he quickly slams him again on the barricade, picks him up in a powerbomb position, and carries him to the ring apron as he drops him back first on it! He’s not done just yet as he doesn’t let go and swings Komatsu onto the apron before picking him up and putting him back inside the ring as Michael rolls back inside the ring.
Flannery McCoy: Michael is simply done playing games with Komatsu as he grabs Komatsu Ogawa who’s down on the mat and starts to slowly deadlift him as he’s looking for something devastating here as he starts to set up for a Gorilla Press as he puts Komatsu right above his head as he slams him down on the mat! “Heat’s Descent” connects as Michael Machina quickly goes for the cover looking for the win!
ONEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEE-!!!
Flannery McCoy: A KICK OUT FROM KOMATSU OGAWA! Michael Machina is clearly not happy as he quickly gets up and heads to the corner as he starts yelling for Komatsu to get up! Komatsu slowly starts to get up as he drags himself towards the ropes and gets up with help from the ropes as he slowly turns around and “BULLET FROM HELL” FROM MICHAEL MACHINA AS HE GOES FOR THE COVER AND YELLS AT THE REFEREE TO START THE COUNT NOW!
ONEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… He is “The Moneymaker”… MICHAAAAAAAAEL MACHIIIIIINAAAAAA!!!
Jake Mercer: What did I tell you all? This was always Michael Machina’s match to win and after what he did to that bozo? It goes to show that both Drake Armstrong and Hand Grayson are in for a rude awakening in Japan when both those elitists have to look at Michael’s face at House of Glass as they see their future predetermined as we see a NEW EAW New Breed Champion crowned as Michael Machina takes his rightful place on Dynasty; as EAW New Breed Champion!
Stew-O: Let’s not get carried away here Jake, sure Michael Machina won here tonight and is a dominant force to be reckoned with… but Hans Grayson IS the Leader of The New Breed for a reason and Drake Armstrong did help team Dynasty win at Territorial Invasion. What we do know is that it should be a very competitive match which I am VERY excited for and the fans are too!
Flannery McCoy: Now ain’t that the truth! Though Komatsu Ogawa gave his everything tonight, it just wasn’t good enough to take down “The Moneymaker” himself as he’s looking to cement himself as the future of Dynasty and EAW as a whole! Congratulations on the win Michael Machina, but time will tell WHO walks out as the New Breed Champion come House of Glass!
(Michael Machina is seen quickly making his way towards the ramp as he’s clearly still very angry from his match as Komatsu Ogawa is seen being checked up on by medical as the scene fades to black.)
(A commercial plays for Wicked Games, promoting the Iconic Cup finals between previous winner Minerva and Miku Sakai.)
(Back from commercials, the viewers are greeted not by the ring area, but of a room. Dark purple in hue, a figure sits within a luxurious-looking black chair. Their head is hung low, fingers tapping idly along the arm rest of the furniture. Eventually, a snicker unearths itself from the mysterious individual in question.)
???: The time is almost out.
(An hourglass is then seen. It stands tall, its transparent bulbs holding a cascade of golden sand steadily flowing from one chamber to the other. As the hourglass is focused on, the faces of Mig de Decker, MITSU, Shinzo Sasaki and Prince Tohru are seen.)
(KAI-ZEN.)
(It becomes apparent that the man seated within the black leather chair is none other than Ricky. Donning his shades, various shots showcase his face partially subdued within the darkness. As he talks, a montage of KAI-ZEN in action can be seen.)
Ricky: The idols. The former champions. The ones who used to stand at the absolute apex of their careers. Time is not kind to no man, regardless of their stature or perceived worth. They won’t be able to regain what little status they had before they were dealt with their steady decline.
(Within the hourglass, the attacks on Myles, Limmy, Joso and Chris are shown. All four are battered and hurt, in no small part thanks to the wretched attacks done by KAI-ZEN. However, in the background laughing is Ricky, having little sympathy or care.)
Ricky: I will admit that they’ve tried to fight us. Oh, they fought and they fought. However, their bullets only grazed us; their retaliatory attacks being child’s play. With KAI-ZEN, you have four men who are in the relentless pursuit for domination. We aren’t going to be wasting time. We’ve made that clear with each calculated assault, and now, all roads lead to us getting what we’ve sought since we came to EAW a month ago: glory. We have been able to tackle those who were considered the biggest and brightest stars of this era, and look at what happened. Look at how we were able to shatter them and the aura that surrounded them.
(Myles, Joso, Limmy and Chris all look upset, glaring respectively at all four members of KAI-ZEN.)
Ricky: They can have fun with their moral victories…
(In the hourglass, Prince Tohru is seen walking away, allowing for Limmy to get the win by count-out, but not in a satisfactory way.)
Ricky: And sure, perhaps we have endured a couple of roadblocks…
(It then shows Mig de Decker and MITSU’s defeat at the hands of the Jaded Hearts.)
Ricky: But they don’t matter. They won’t matter. All they are? Feeble dents. Scratches, but our armor remains in top shape… enough so that not even four lions who used to be able to roar loudly and proudly could cut through when wounded.
(The hourglass then shatters spontaneously. Sand and glass goes everywhere. The shot slows and slows… then stops.)
(Ricky takes it upon himself to lean forward and catch some of the sand from the air. He plays around with it in his grasp.)
Ricky: It’s only a matter of time before KAI-ZEN puts them out of their miserable end.
(His hand forms a tight-knit fist. Sand seeps out. The shards of glass and the rest of the sand fall to the ground before his very feet.)
Ricky: They can fight and defy us. They’ll do their best to knock KAI-ZEN down. In no way am I saying that they’ll lay down and not give us their best. However, simply put? Their best isn’t good enough anymore. A change is coming here in Dynasty, one that will be of actual benefit. Perhaps not for the rest of the talent here, but…
(Ricky chuckles.)
Ricky: That is the sort of price that must be paid. It’ll be through their expense, but we’ll be better off for it. At House of Glass, a new era will be ushered forth, and those who failed to lead the charge of the one before it will be lost to time.
(He stands, fixing and straightening out his suit jacket. With a casual hum, he steps along the sand and broken glass. The camera focuses on the destroyed hourglass before the segment ends.)
(The feed returns to the live broadcast of Dynasty.)
Stephie Love: The following match is scheduled for one fall…
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(The lights suddenly go out, enveloping the stage in darkness. As “Arkadia’ by BABYMETAL “ plays, like stars in the night sky, circular spotlights come to life, casting their glow upon Mig De Decker and Mig, who stand shoulder to shoulder. Ricky takes center stage, flag in hand, and as the electric guitar crescendos, he hoists the KAI-ZEN banner high. Simultaneously, the stage erupts in a burst of fiery red pyrotechnics. Together, they stride confidently down the ring, a unified force with Ricky proudly waving the KAI-ZEN flag at their side.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST…STANDING AT A COMBINE WEIGHT FOR 379 POUNDS…MIG DE DECKER & MITSU! KAAAAAIIIII-ZEEEEENNNN!!
Stew-O: They aren’t just looking to win this match, they are looking to stand a message ahead of the match at House of Glass! If I was their opponent, I wouldn’t take this match so lightly. They have shown how aggressive they are, how they are willing to do any and everything to get what they want and with their momentum on the line tonight. They are going to be extra willing to do anything to keep that going.
(As Mitsu and Mig settled in the ring, their music faded out and out came their two opponents Cody Maverick and NOVA with ‘Lord Knows’ by Drake (feat. Rick Ross) blasting. NOVA eye rolled, watching Cody Maverick walk down the ramp confidently — mouthing off at the crowd!)
Stephie Love: AND THEIR OPPONENTS…STANDING AT A COMBINED WEIGHT OF 425 POUNDS! CODY MAVERICK AND NOVA!
Flannery McCoy: These two are dominant as a solo act but can their personalities co-exist in order to work together as a complete unit? I mean just look at the way NOVA is looking at Cody Maverick, they couldn’t be anymore different.
Steve-O: Honestly, it comes down to one thing. They both want to win tonight, so if they want to achieve that goal against some tough opponents. They will put whatever differences they have and get that done. That’s how most teams are formed.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Flannery McCoy: Mitsu starting things off for his team, while Cody is starting for his team. Both squaring off, locking up in the center of the ring — both man struggling like bulls! They aren’t willing to let each other get any control. Back and forth, back and- Mitsu switches Cody in the headlock! Getting him down to one knee! That’s the experience eye of Mitsu making quick holds and transitions! Can Cody compete with that? Wait, I spoke too soon! Maverick lifting Mitsu up into a back body slam! Brawns over brains I suppose!
Jake Mercer: That’s what I always say, Cody got that power to over come the odds. Mitsu might have to try harder if he wants a chance to take down the Sin City Superstar! Mitsu getting back to his feet, Cody charging at him- OH! Got caught with the hard chop! His chest is going to be red for a while. Mitsu fighting back with stiff form arms getting him in the corner for a TAG to his partner! Mig stepping in.
Stew-O: Mig had a bright future here and is no slouch, he is looking to make a statement here teaming with KAI-ZEN! Both throwing him to the ropes and CATCHING Cody with a stiff double clothesline. Mig is now in control of this match and it still isn’t looking good for for Cody. Mig continuing to pick at the body, stomping him— Cody trying to use the bottom ropes BUT a kick to the face! Knocking Cody back down. Mig is in complete control and he doesn’t seem like the type to let go of it anytime soon.
Flannery McCoy: It’s all about dominance, that’s what KAI-ZEN is trying to get across and right now that message is clear. Not even letting Cody get up to his feet, continuing to hammer down strikes to the back of his head! NOVA has to look on, watching his opponent just pick apart the body the body of Maverick. Mig grabs Cody by the hair, lifting him up and finally giving him some room to stand and— THAT WOULD BE A HUGE MISTAKE! Maverick is fighting back and he is fighting back hard. Left and rights, he is going all out on Mig! Bouncing off the ropes and A STIFF CLOTHESLINE knocking Mig down. Cody now has a chance to get to his partner, will he make that tag—
Jake Mercer: Yes he might— NO MIG IS BACK! With a stiff chokehold, look at Cody’s face! It’s red like a tomato! Mig has it latched on! Maverick needs to make it to his partner, he is reaching out, can he make that tag!? Mig PULLING HIM AWAY! Trying to make it hard for him to get to his partner’s corner! This is smart, smart thinking by Mig and this is why even early in his career, he is just so dangerous—
Stew-O: WAIT CODY DROP DOWN! CHIN CLIPPING THE SHOULDER OF MAVERICK! THE HOLD IS BROKEN! CODY MAKES IT TO THE OTHER SIDE— TAG!!! NOVA IS IN!
Flannery McCoy: Nova is moving faster than light, taking down Mig with a forearm, taking down Mitsu on the apron! He clips Mig with A JUMPING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! He absolutely on fire! There is no stopping this man! He is looking for his finishing maneuver on Mig. Trying to close out this match as fast as he can— WAIT, CODY TAGS HIM?!
Jake Mercer: Nova is just as confused as we are? Why did Cody tag him?! They are arguing, it looks like Cody wanted some of that glory and isn’t willing to share it. Things are getting heated between these two— they should WATCH OUT FOR THEIR OPPONENTS! Mig drop kicks Nova into Cody! NOVA IS OUT THE RING! CODY IS BY HIMSELF!
Stew-O: MITSU IS TAGGED! PICKING UP CODY WITH THE— DOYEN’S DOMINION! CODY IS OUT! MITSU PINS!!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…THE TEAM OF MIG DE DECKER AND MITSU! KAIIIIII-ZEEEEEENNNN!!!
Flannery McCoy: A dominant performance heading into their match at House of Glass, if I was the opposite team I would take notes from this performance. Wait, here comes Ricky— I guess he has some…humble words about their victory tonight.
Ricky: Look at the carnage! Look at the rampage! What has been said time and time again? That KAI-ZEN! Isn’t the group to mess with and we certainly, aren’t a group that takes lightly to people trying to tread on our path. Take this as an example of what KAI-ZEN is capable of and what we are going to do at House of Glass when Limmy, Myles, Joso, and Chris step into the ring. They are going to fall to their knees and realize that they never stood a chance against —
Jake Mercer: WAIT A MINUTE! GUESS THEIR OPPONENTS AT HOUSE OF GLASS IS HERE TO CHALLENGE THAT STATEMENT! HERE COMES LIMMY, MYLES, JOSO, AND CHRIS! Sliding in the ring taking the fight to Mitsu and Mig! THEY ARE OUTNUMBERED! THIS CAN’T BE FAIR!
Stew-O: DON’T SPEAK TOO SOON! HERE COMES THE REST OF KAI-ZEN EVENING OUT THE ODDS! ALL HELL IS BREAKING LOSE IN THERE! All while Ricky is watching from RINGSIDE! GETTING SECURITY TO SEPARATE THE TWO TEAMS! THIS IS CHAOS! NOT EVEN THE SECURITY IS HELPING THE SITUATION!
Jake Mercer: WE HAVE TO CUT TO COMMERICAL! WE HAVE TO GET THESE TWO UNDER CONTROL! SAVE IT FOR THE FPV!
(Sure enough, Dynasty cuts to an impromptu commercial break as the chaos gets settled.)
(An advertisement for Uber Eats plays, featuring Ronan Malosi and Andre Walker. Extra sauce is not guaranteed if you’re ordering at 2 AM.)
(The camera cuts backstage to Michael Belfort in the interviewing area, holding an EAW-branded microphone in hand with a smile on his face, prepared to introduce the elitist he’s interviewing.)
Michael Belfort: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time… Ronan Malosi.
(The camera zooms out, and Ronan steps into frame, wearing his usual custom suit with a lei over it, and as always, carrying a smug expression on his face as the crowd in Seoul, South Korea let him have it. Eventually, the chants simmer down, and Michael tries to conduct the interview.)
Michael Belfort: Now, Ronan-
(Ronan puts his finger up, interrupting Belfort’s speech, allowing the boos to ramp back up, somehow even louder than the last time, and Ronan chuckles to himself, thriving off the hatred. After a while, Ronan gestures for Belfort to pick the interview back up.)
Michael Belfort: As I was saying… Ronan, you have a big night ahead of you, facing POTARA as you team alongside Andre Walker in the main event match-
Ronan Malosi: Facing? Get it right, Melvin. I’ll be BEATING POTARA in the main event tonight, you do realize my partner is Andre Walker, right?
Michael Belfort: Right.
Ronan Malosi: And you do realize I’m the man who beat Jake Smith and Bronson Daniels in the main event last week, right?
Michael Belfort: Right.
Ronan Malosi: So, the fact is, Melvin: Harper and Holly stand no chance, and once I and Andre are done with them, we may never see the Unified Tag Team Champions back on Dynasty ever again. Now, if that’s the only question you have for me, then I’ve got places to be, people to see.
(Ronan goes to walk off, but Michael speaks up.)
Michael Belfort: Actually, Ronan, I had more to ask you.
(Ronan stops in his tracks, and turns back around, looking slightly annoyed.)
Ronan Malosi: What?
Michael Belfort: Well, I wanted to ask about… Cy Henderson.
(The crowd cheers at the mention of Cy, and Ronan forces a smile, visibly angry despite it though.)
Ronan Malosi: What about Cy Henderson?
Michael Belfort: Well, it’s to safe to say that he’s been a major thorn in your side as of late. Ya know, this all started, because Jake Smith needed back up, someone to counteract you as he prepares to take on Andre Walker at House of Glass.
Ronan Malosi: Look, me and Andre are a team. When you mess with one of us, you mess with both of us. When Jake Smith interfered in Andre’s match, it was as if he interfered in my match too. So, I don’t get why everyone is saying that I was supposedly sticking my nose where it doesn’t belong by going after Jake. If anything, Cy Henderson is sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong.
Michael Belfort: Cy made an impact in his Dynasty debut this season, laying you out, then doing it again the very next week. Do you feel that’ll be the scene come House of Glass?
Ronan Malosi: What kind’ve idiotic question is that? No! It won’t be the scene come House of Glass. Sure, there may be footage of me getting attacked, or being laid out by Cy Henderson. But those have all been purposely organized to fuel the narrative that I’m not ready to take on Cy when, in fact, I’m more than ready. I mean, have you not seen when I slapped Cy Henderson across the face? People are calling it “the slap heard worldwide,” and honestly? I can’t disagree. It was the slap heard worldwide. Matter of fact, I got a call from one of my peeps down in South Africa, and he could hear it too.
Michael Belfort: …what?
Ronan Malosi: What? …look, the point is: that slap was a statement. I’m not afraid of Cy, nor should I be, and if you need further proof of that, take last week for example. Cy was busy celebrating his adequate victory over Drake Armstrong, but then… BAM! I came out, and remind who’s boss. I kicked Cy Henderson’s ass.
Michael Belfort: Well, actually-
Ronan Malosi: Pipe down, Melvin. If last week wasn’t enough to show that I’m ready, then I dont know what will. But the real question is: is Cy Henderson ready for me? Spoiler alert, he’s not. Because Cy Henderson has gotten by solely off being a cheap shot artist. He cheap shotted me in his debut here on Dynasty this season, then he cheap shotted me a week after in an attempt to regain his manhood after I punked him out. Fact is: Cy Henderson is a coward.
(Ronan noticed something off screen, and as a result, pulls Michael Belfort in front of him, using him as a human shield, and we find out why as Cy Henderson steps in the frame, amused by this all.)
Cy Henderson: Relax. I’m not here to fight.
(Ronan releases Belfort, and fixes his suit briefly before addressing Cy.)
Ronan Malosi: Good, because poor Melvin here was shook.
Michael Belfort: It’s actually Micha-
Ronan Malosi: Shut up. What do you want, Cy?
Cy Henderson: I want to put an end to this, because quite frankly, you’re wasting everybody’s time, asking questions we already know the answer to. “Is Cy Henderson ready for Ronan Malosi?” Ready as I’ll ever be. See, I have no reason to fear you. After all, your sole purpose right now is to follow someone around, and be a six-foot-eight lapdog.
(Ronan is visibly brushing off whatever Cy is saying, not taking his words too serious.)
Cy Henderson: Look, Ronan, at the end of the day, anything that comes out your mouth is completely baseless, because everyone knows the type of person you are, so why I should or anyone bother?
Ronan Malosi: The type of person I am? Reminder: I’m the guy who beat-
Cy Henderson: Who beat Jake Smith and Bronson Daniels in the main event of Dynasty last week, I know. How long are you going to ride off that victory?
Ronan Malosi: For as long as I can. Beating the World Champ doesn’t come easy. You should know, seeing as Drake King mopped the floor with you at Territorial Invasion.
(Ronan chuckles to himself, and Cy Henderson nods, acknowledging that was a good one, but ultimately not very phased.)
Cy Henderson: Very funny. But speaking of mopping the floor, if you want, I can do that to you right now.
(Ronan steps to Cy, getting in his face, and it appears as if the two will come to blows, but Ronan eases off last minute, deciding against it.)
Ronan Malosi: Nahh… I’ve got a match tonight, and I won’t put that in jeopardy by fighting you right here, right now. I don’t need to prove myself to you, the fans, to anybody. At House of Glass, I prove to myself that I’m better than Cy Henderson.
(Ronan takes one last glance at Cy before walking off, which Cy watches him do as the camera fades back to the ring area. Stephie Love is seen smiling as she gets the introductions for the next match started.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
(‘Dragonfly’ by Shaman’s Harvest hits. BRAE steps out, ready for a fight. He raises his arms as he heads down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, from Bray Country, Ireland, weighing in at 267 pounds, he is the ‘Warrior King’, BRAAAAAAAAAEEEEE!
Stew-O: BRAE has shown the potential he could have as the big, bad brute of Dynasty. He defeated Taylor Vanity in his debut and was able to impress enough that he’s gotten himself a match against the current New Breed Champion, Hans Grayson!
Jake Mercer: It’s a huge leap for a second match, but BRAE did what needed to be done, and tonight could offer the perfect platform for him to get even more eyes on him. He looks like a threat, talks like a threat, and tonight, he could quickly establish himself as someone to look out for if he’s able to conquer the consistent and talented Hans… that is, if he can even remain sharp.
Flannery McCoy: This is as advantageous as it can be for BRAE. Hans did get hit with that brutal spear by Michael Machina after Drake Armstrong moved out of the way. Given the Elitist that he is, Hans is going to fight like no other, but one has to wonder for how long. :lupe:
(As he gets in the ring and warms up, ‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ by AFI plays. The New Breed Champion comes out. He noticeably walks a bit slower, still feeling the effects of the ‘Bullet From Hell’ spear from earlier.)
Stephie Love: And introducing his opponent! From Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada, weighing in at 219 pounds, he is the EAW New Breed Champion… ‘Fire Heart’, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANS GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!
Stew-O: And a show of respect here from the fans as the champion makes his way out, despite the pain he is in. He’s doing his best to suck it up, but he could be in a dire spot once the bell rings. At least Michael seemed to be able to be fine enough to win against Komatsu Ogawa just a moment ago, but will Hans be able to do the same thing for himself?
Jake Mercer: I can’t lie, things are looking dicey for the champ. However, he seems determined all the same to wrestle. Hopefully, that fire he’s known for won’t cause him to crash and burn with House of Glass right around the corner!
(Hans steps into the ring as an opportunistic BRAE looks on. The two men get settled in their corners before the bell rings!)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: This match is underway, AND BRAE RIGHT OUT OF THE GATES EXPLODES OUT OF HIS CORNER AND HE RUSHES RIGHT AT THE NEW BREED CHAMPION! HANS GRAYSON TRIES TO FIGHT BACK AGAINST HIM, BUT BRAE STARTS TO OVERWHELM THE CHAMPION EARLY ON IN THIS NON CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH!
Flannery McCoy: Brae has had a very impressive run so far on Dynasty, and now he is beating down on the New Breed Champion, as Hans Grayson falls back into his corner, and he is being overwhelmed by Brae within this match right now! Brae continues to knock him down, and then he starts slamming his knee into Grayson’s face over and over again! Brae is destroying the New Breed Champion here!
Jake Mercer: Hans Grayson is trying to get his guard up and cover his face from those vicious knee strikes by Brae, but it seems the New Breed Champion is failing in the early gates of this match! He has been very beaten up in recent weeks, and this might just be one of his toughest challenges yet, as Brae would yank Hans to his feet by the hair, AND LAUNCHES HIM RIGHT INTO THE CENTER OF THE FREAKING RING!
Stew-O: Hans just got dropped into the middle of the ring, as he stumbles back up to his feet, and it looks like Brae is going to take advantage… BUT HANS WAS ABLE TO RECOVER QUICKLY, JUMPING RIGHT AT BRAE AND HE STARTS TO OVERWHELM HIM NOW WITH LEFTS AND RIGHTS! BRAE CAN’T PROTECT HIMSELF AS HANS SENDS HIM BACK INTO THE ROPES, BUT BRAE PUSHES HIM OFF!
Flannery McCoy: Hans stumbles backwards, AND BRAE RUNS BACK AT HIM, BUT HANS DROPS HIM TO A KNEE WITH A MASSIVE SUPERKICK! Brae crumbles down, and Hans quickly steps back once more, BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A SECOND ONE! BRAE IS DOWN, AND THE NEW BREED CHAMPION GOES FOR A QUICK COVER!
ONEE!
TWOO!
Jake Mercer: BUT BRAE KICKS OUT, AND WITH SUCH FORCE AND STRENGTH BEHIND IT TOO! To the point where the New Breed Champion got launched into the air and right back up to his feet! Hans stumbles away into the ropes, as Brae starts to get back to his feet again… only for Hans to jump back in, AND HE TAKES BRAE DOWN WITH A NECKBREAKER!
Stew-O: Brae goes crashing hard into the mat below, and Hans Grayson would pull himself right back up to his feet! It’s clear that he is hurting from the early onslaught from the man who calls himself the ‘Warrior King,’ but it looks like the New Breed Champion is going to look to put an end to this match… LEAPING OFF OF THE ROPES FOR THE ‘FIRESAULT!!!!!’
Flannery McCoy: BUT BRAE GETS HIS KNEES UP AND HANS GOES CRASHING INTO THEM INSTEAD!!! Hans Grayson is gasping heavily for air, and he is rolling around in agony, as Brae starts to get right back up to his feet! Hans tries to get back up as well, but it’s very clear that he is hurting, as he turns around… AND RIGHT INTO A LARIAT BY BRAE! THE NEW BREED CHAMPION GETS TURNED INSIDE OUT!
Jake Mercer: HANS GRAYSON IS DOWN!!! Hans Grayson is down and out, and Brae is going to take advantage of this opportunity, as he quickly lifts the New Breed Champion back up to his feet… AND HE GETS HIM INTO THE POWERBOMB POSITION, BEFORE BRAE WOULD DROP HANS DOWN AND INTO THE DOUBLE KNEE BACKBREAKER!!! BRAE WITH ‘MAY THE ROAD RISE UP,’ AND HANS IS BROKEN IN HALF, AS BRAE FLOATS OVER INTO THE COVER!
ONEE!
TWOO!
Stew-O: NO! IT’S NOT OVER! HANS GRAYSON STAYS ALIVE! The New Breed Champion was able to get the kick out at a very close count of two, and the Warrior King does not look happy whatsoever right now! He quickly pops back up, and mounts onto the man who calls himself the ‘Fire Heart,’ AND BRAE STARTS TO WHALE DOWN ONTO HANS WITH LEFTS AND RIGHTS, BODY SHOTS, FACE SHOTS, THE NEW BREED CHAMPION HAS NO WAY OF PROTECTING HIMSELF, AND BRAE LOOKS TO SHOW NO SIGNS OF STOPPING THIS ONSLAUGHT!
Flannery McCoy: Hans Grayson is being mauled right now! He may not even be able to make it into the New Breed Championship match to defend his title at House of Glass! Brae quickly gets back up to his feet, and he backs into the corner… AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE IS SETTING UP FOR ‘MORRIGAN!!!!’ HANS GRAYSON IS SLOWLY GETTING BACK UP TO HIS FEET, AND HE HAS NO IDEA OF WHAT IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN… AS HE TURNS AROUND… RIGHT INTO THE HUGE BICYCLE PUMP KICK, TAKING THE NEW BREED CHAMPION’S HEAD CLEAN OFF HIS BODY FOR GOOD—
Jake Mercer: ‘FLAMING PUNCH!’ ‘FLAMING PUNCH!’ THE FLYING CLOSED RIGHT FIST SHOT NAILS BRAE SQUARE IN THE FACE! Brae falls down to a knee, but it looks like he still isn’t done and out just yet! Hans Grayson can’t believe it, and Brae starts to get right back up to his feet, BUT THE NEW BREED CHAMPION JUMPS INTO THE AIR FOR YET ANOTHER ‘FLAMING PUNCH!’ A SECOND ONE RIGHT ON THE MONEY, AND BRAE IS STILL ON HIS FEET!
Stew-O: THIS MAN IS NOT HUMAN! BRAE IS STILL ON HIS FEET, BUT HANS GRAYSON PULLS HIM RIGHT INTO ‘HEAT TWIST!!!!!’ THE HAMMERLOCK INTO THE LARIAT TAKES BRAE OFF OF HIS FEET, AND HE IS DOWN AND OUT! Hans Grayson quickly stumbles back up, and he falls into the ropes, before exiting out onto the apron, and looks like he might be looking to put an end to this match!
Flannery McCoy: Brae is slowly starting to get back to his feet, the recently debuting ‘Warrior King’ is clearly hurting right now, as he stumbles up to his feet… he turns around… iNTO THE ‘BURNING SHOT LARIAT!!!!’ HANS GRAYSON SLINGSHOTS HIMSELF INTO THE RING, AND HE TURNS BRAE RIGHT BACK DOWN WITH THE LARIAT!!!! THE NEW BREED CHAMPION HOOKS THE LEG! IT’S OVER!
ONEE!
TWOO!
THREEE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(The crowd roars as they get up to their feet! Hans, arms grasping around his midsection, comes to a stand. The referee carefully grabs his arm and raises it, declaring him the victor.)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANS GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!
Stew-O: Wow! Hans pulls out the win tonight despite the odds! The champion was able to thwart the tenacious BRAE. Just when we thought he was going to maul him straight out the gate, Grayson was able to quickly turn the tables and find a way to get the job done!
Jake Mercer: Damn! I can’t lie, that was impressive! It was a fast-paced match with both Elitsts just colliding with each other, but Hans was able to push past the pain the get the win here. :wow: I guess there’s a good reason why this guy is the leader of the New Breed division!
Flannery McCoy: Stellar work there from the champion. BRAE did have him in trouble though and it looked like he could’ve won this one. At the very least, BRAE has shown what he is capable of doing against some of the bigger names on the roster. Tonight, Hans gets the win!
(BRAE rolls out the ring, looking equally disappointed and angry. He glances back at Hans and glares, but makes his way up the ramp. Hans continues to celebrate as Dynasty fades elsewhere.)
(A commercial is shown for the DAZN Boxing Event, featuring Dillon Danis as he tries to call out New Breed Champion Hans Grayson for a boxing match.)
(Friday Night Dynasty comes back to a pan-around shot of Jamsil Arena, as the scene returns to the sounds of ‘Stop Breathing’ by Playboy Carti as they begin to blast through the speakers. The crowd erupts into a mostly positive reaction of cheers, as the camera traces around to the stage to reveal Jake Smith as he begins to make his way out. He has a smirk on his face as he spreads his arms out, the fans showing their support, before he then begins to make his way down the ramp and toward the ring from there.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… ‘THE PROCESS’… JAKE SMITH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Jake Smith definitely had an interesting night last week. Although he got what he wanted when it came to a match against Andre Walker at House of Glass, what happened in the main event that followed was not what he had anticipated at all. Due to a… significant number of shenanigans that happened throughout… The reuniting 420s unfortunately came up short against the unlikely duo of SOSA Henderson and Ronan Malosi. Jake mentioned that it weighed heavily on his mind this week, and it seems like he’s here tonight to address it along with the big match that he has next week against one Andre Walker.
Jake Mercer: Why does this idiot keep coming out here thinking that he even comes close to having a chance at surviving the wrath of The Kaiser?! I’ll say it ten times over if I have to, there is nobody that can touch Andre Walker in terms of competition, not even this vanilla midget who thinks that he’s so tough!
Flannery McCoy: Well, it’s not like Jake Smith is nobody. He has a track record to back his aspirations up, and he’s hungry to get revenge for what happened to him, and I’m guessing that he is going to stop at nothing until he does so. Jake is more determined than ever to prove his point, and I think that he’s more than willing to show that when the time comes for him to step into the ring with Andre.
(Jake makes his way around the ring, climbing up the apron and looking out to the sea of fans before entering into the ring. He takes a microphone for himself as ‘Stop Breathing’ from there begins to come to a close. Jake takes a moment, sighing, before beginning to bring his microphone up to his mouth and speak.)
Jake Smith: Now, if I wasn’t pissed off before, after what happened last week, I think it’s safe to say that I definitely am. I’m a fool for thinking that we could go one week without this bullshit happening the way that it did, and the way that it has. From finally getting the attention of Andre Walker… just for him to say exactly what I expected him to say. To expect an easy win against SOSA Henderson and his liability of a partner… just for them to get the victory otherwise and be forced to have that hang over my head. I could just sit here and spend the entire time complaining about it, wondering what could’ve been as I cycle through a numerous amount of possibilities in my head. But that doesn’t change anything, it really doesn’t. Right now I need to focus on what really matters and that’s what is going down this week, and if anything, this is making me all the more anxious to step into that ring and kick Andre Walker’s ass once and for all.
(The crowd cheers loudly for this, as Jake looks around with a prideful look on his face.)
Jake Smith: I’m sick of all these games, all this cat and mouse back and forth where I have to call him out and apparently he has to acknowledge me on his own time and whatever, I’m through with all of it. Right now the only thing that can come to my mind is that I want to put an end to this once and for all. I, just like Andre, want to settle this and make sure that I never have to worry about someone like him again, because after House of Glass, he’ll know that I am the wrong person to go after. He’ll realize that he tried to make a statement at the expense of the wrong person, and when that final bell rings… it’ll be me that’s standing over him, and not the other way around. It’ll end exactly how I expect it to, and not how he does, and he can run and he can hide from me all he wants, one way or another I will get my hands on him and lord forbid he makes it out of the Marquee Event alive. That’s a fact-
???: Excuse me, Mr. Smith, if you don’t mind!
(The crowd begins to boo loudly as they hear the familiar voice, with Jake rolling his eyes as he looks over at the stage to see a familiar figure making his way out. Albert Hitchman, with a sly smirk on his face, quickly intervenes with a microphone in hand. He has his hand out, gesturing for Jake to stop, as he once again brings the microphone up and continues to speak.)
Albert Hitchman: Ladies and gentlemen-
Jake Smith: YOUR name is ALBERT HITCHMAN. YOU are the CLIENT for THE KAISER ANDRE WALKER. WHILE ANDRE WALKER would have LOVED being OUT here to TALK TO ME, he is UNFORTUNATELY busy PREPARING for his MAIN EVENT MATCH against POTARA!
(Albert looks disgusted he got interrupted like that while Jake leans forward against the ropes toward his direction.)
Jake Smith: Did I get that right?
(Albert mumbles to himself, he stole the words out of his mouth but he doesn’t want to admit it. He shakes it off as he approaches the ring, climbing up onto the apron and entering in.)
Albert Hitchman: You think you’re so tough, aren’t you? Now that you’re medically cleared and fit to wrestle, you just think that it’s so easy to shoot for the stars and expect the best out of it. Well guess what, I don’t know who encouraged you to do it, but if they said that you were perfectly capable of toppling someone like Andre Walker, well then my friend, they lied to you. You see, I’ve heard the same things that you said come out of the mouth of everyone before you who have spoken badly on the Kaiser’s name. They think that they’re different from the rest, and that they’re going to be the outlier. But in the end Andre Walker shuts them down, and proves exactly why it is otherwise. I will make one thing clear to you, Jake, consider it a warning… you are fighting a battle that you cannot win. And if you want to have a career once Andre Walker is through with you, I highly recommend you know your place in this company and forfeit while you have the chance.
(Jake, can’t help but laugh at this, as Albert automatically feels concerned for his safety.)
Jake Smith: Is that all you had to say?
(Albert raises an eyebrow.)
Albert Hitchman: Need I say more? The jury has spoken, you have lost, Jake. I don’t think anything else needs to be said about that other than you will just have to wait and see.
Jake Smith: You know what, alright. That sounds good…
(Albert is once again concerned.)
Jake Smith: Yeah, I’m good with that man. But you clearly got some dues to pay yourself. So if you’re going to come out here and waste my time, then how about you roll up your sleeves and we can fight right now, compensation for his tardiness.
Albert Hitchman: :whoa:!!!
(Jake steps toward Albert, genuinely looking to fight him if the opportunity allows him to. Albert slowly shuffles backward, trying to get Jake to calm down so they can hopefully work out a compromise, but after some time, out of the corner of his eye… Albert notices something that he can’t help but smirk in response to. The crowd gives a thunderous roar which snaps Jake out of it.)
Stew-O: ANDRE! ANDRE WALKER IS HERE!
Jake Mercer: YESYESYESYESYES!
Flannery McCoy: HE SLID INTO THE RING BEHIND JAKE AND LAUNCHES TOWARD HIM WITH A SUPERMAN PUNCH!
Jake Mercer: NO! THAT MONSTER! JAKE DUCKS UNDER IT! MY KAISER MISSES THE MARK, AND JAKE JUST HIT HIM WITH A SUPERKICK TO THE JAW! HOW COULD HE DO SUCH A THING?!
(Andre is taken down, grabbing his jaw in pain as it takes him a moment to recover. Jake doesn’t pursue him, instead, he looks straight toward Albert, who is timidly backing away.)
Jake Smith: 🤷♂️
Stew-O: ‘STARMAKER’! ‘STARMAKER’ TO ALBERT HITCHMAN! JAKE NAILS HIM WITH THE JUMPING CUTTER AND IMMEDIATELY THE FORMER WORLD CHAMPION ROLLS OUT OF THE RING!
Jake Mercer: NO! HOW COULD HE?! HE’S GOING TO PAY FOR THIS! HE’S GOING TO PAY FOR THIS I SWEAR!
(Andre lunges for Jake, but barely misses him as Jake rolls out of the ring. He has the biggest smile in the world on his face as the crowd goes apeshit for what they just saw. Jake retreats up the ramp, trash-talking Andre while ‘Stop Breathing’ begins to play through the speakers again. Andre props up Albert in a corner, trying to check on him as he’s clearly knocked out, and the last shot seen is Jake pointing to Andre and mouthing “IT’S OVER” to him while Friday Night Dynasty begins to fade out from there.)
(A commercial is shown for House of Glass, featuring Bronson Daniels and SOSA Henderson.)
(The camera cuts back to the arena as it pans over the thousands packed inside the Jamsil Arena as they wait in anticipation with their attention set on the stage as “Prey” by Parkway Drive begins to blast through the speakers. They shoot to their feet as the No. 1 Contender to the Interwire Championship, Theron Nikolas slowly makes his way through the curtain. He takes a moment to stand on the stage, gazing out at the thousands as the hint of a smile crosses his face. He slowly makes his way down to the ring as the South Korean crowd chants his name.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome at this time… THERON NIIIIIKKOOOLLLASSSS!!!!
Flannery McCoy: We’re just a week away from arguably the biggest match that Theron Nikolas has had in a long time. I don’t know if he believed that he was going to find himself competing for the Interwire Championship during his time here on Dynasty this season, and if the intentions that Theron held towards his matches for the Hardcore Championship – I believe that I can confidently say that it wasn’t something that was in his sights a few months ago.
Stew-O: Theron’s found himself in some pretty big matches throughout the last few months. The Brand Warfare against Voltage and Showdown as Dynasty proved their dominance over EAW at Territorial Invasion. The tag match alongside Myles against Ryan Wilson and Xander Payne, formerly known as Dominion, but this is the first time that Theron has held the chance to call himself something that he hasn’t been able to do in five years. Champion.
Jake Mercer: This is a different Theron. I know that we’ve seen this man try to figure himself out since returning two and a half years ago, but he’s more confident than he has been. I used to be his biggest fan. I celebrated more than anybody as he won the Answers World Championship, and I don’t know if this Theron still compares to that man, but we can’t compare the mindsets between him then and him now. He was a man who was willing to do anything to succeed and comparison of being a man who’s looking to succeed under his own means.
Flannery McCoy: But, is that a good thing for Theron?
Jake Mercer: We’re not going to know the answer to that until House of Glass and the finish to that Interwire Championship match.
(Theron enters the ring and is handed a microphone by Bella Braxton. He gives himself a moment as “Prey” fades out. The echoes from the chants inside the arena continue to bounce off the walls as signals for them to settle.)
Theron Nikolas: I’ve been asked if last week was a sign of what was going to happen at House of Glass. How does it feel, Theron? How does it feel to lose to the Interwire Champion two weeks before challenging for that same championship at House of Glass? How does it feel to find yourself inches away from being able to call yourself a champion again, only for it to seem like it’s all beginning to unravel before I’ve even had the chance to compete? I wasn’t pinned. I wasn’t made to submit. I’m a man who’s willing to give Jay Jerry Johnson all the credit in the world. He beat the woman who’s competing for the Universal Women’s Championship in a week’s time, but the truth is that it’s all meaningless until he finds himself standing in front of the world, still clutching to the Interwire Championship once the dust settles. But, I’m grateful because Jay has brought everything that I’ve asked to the table. I don’t have to doubt the person that I’m going to be competing against next week. I’m going to stand against the very best that he has to offer, and I’m going to know wholeheartedly that his best still wasn’t good enough to stop me from taking the championship which has been calling for its true holder to arrive.
(The reaction’s now split between those inside the Jamsil Arena between their support for both Theron and Jay.)
Theron Nikolas: You may not like it, but I’m not going to sit here and spare the feelings of those who hold no influence over the inevitable. Jay has been a great champion. He has a lot to be proud about. He hasn’t backed down. He’s taken on all challenges head on; chasing that illustrious dream of proving his worth as an Elitist, but time is tenured and time is up in a week. The Interwire Championship gets a new beginning. The retribution that it has deserved for years. It’s about being held by men and women who are content with simply being able to call themselves champions. It’s about having a champion who’s going to make sure that it’s everything that it deserves to be. I told you, Jay. The greatest mistake that you made was the belief that you were bigger than the championship that you hold. I’m not the man who’s knocking at your door –
(“This Is War” by 30 Seconds to Mars hits as the crowd ERUPTS. Jay Jerry Johnson makes his way out through the curtain with the Interwire Championship around his waist and a microphone already in hand.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Stop, Theron. Just stop.
(Jay continues to make his way down to the ring as Theron grits his teeth.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: How long are we going to have to listen to you stand there and pretend that the person that you are now actually deserves to call themselves the Interwire Champion? Do you even believe the words coming out of your mouth at this point?
(Jay makes his way up onto the apron and into the ring as the crowd now fully support him.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: The one thing that you’ve constantly asked for throughout the last few weeks is my best, Theron. I need to make sure that I bring the best Jay Jerry Johnson that I can at House of Glass if I want the slightest chance to walk away as the Interwire Champion. Do you know what I was when I watched them announce that you were going to be my next challenger? I was excited, Theron. I finally got to compete against the man who once stood at the top of this business as it’s God Emperor. A guy who was waiting for an opportunity to re-establish the fact that he’s still one of the best that this entire company has to offer. I thought that the last few months were a sign that you may have finally found everything that once made you special, but it’s still just an illusion of a man who’s a shell of everything that he used to be. You talk about what this Interwire Championship deserves when the truth is this Theron – it doesn’t deserve THIS Theron Nikolas competing for it.
(Theron raises his eyebrow, almost bewildered at the words of Jay.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: There were a lot of people that hated watching you return to this company, Theron. They were happy that you were gone. They stood in front of the world and criticized everything that you did. You listened to every word that they said and you believed every piece of it. I wasn’t Theron. I was glad that you were back, because regardless of the methods that you may have taken to ensure that you did reach the top of this company – the fact that you managed to achieve what you did in the time that you did made you so special. You proved to those dreaming about the chance to call themselves an Elitist that it doesn’t matter what they put in your way, or the challenges that you’re forced to face – that it’s possible to take hold of a world which is dominated by names that have made themselves legendary. But, the rest of them hated seeing you back, because you COULD have taken the world back. You could have walked back through the doors of this company and taken back your “throne”. That crown back on top of your head, and their hard work would have been for nothing because a guy who spent two years away from this business proved that their evolution still remained meaningless against a God Emperor.
(Sections of the crowd begin to chant Theron’s name before the entire crowd chant in unison.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: But, the worst part of it all, Theron is that there’s been signs that the same guy is still buried away somewhere inside that body of yours. These people know it too. These people have known it for years. The same people that stood behind you in your battles against Kassidy Heart for the Answers World Championship. The people that believed that the God Emperor still existed, and wasn’t going to relent until he conquered that mountain again. If that person saw you in the mirror now, Theron …he would be disgusted in himself. He would hate every single piece of himself, and looking in your eyes? You do. You hate it all, Theron. You hate the fact that you’ve had to watch people pass you by. You hate that you’ve had to watch people reach the top of that mountain while you’ve struggled to stand. You hate the fact that you have nobody by yourself to blame for it, because it’s not because of any other reason than the fact that you look towards that same mountain and you’re terrified. It’s easier to sit back and tell yourself that you’re waiting for your moment and never actually having the balls to take it. I’ve had my own struggles. I’ve had my own hardships. I’ve had those same moments where I’ve had to question everything that I’ve endured in this business, but at least I can look at myself and know that I never gave up on myself like you gave up on you. I respect you, Theron. I respect the old you. But, this one? Nah. I can’t respect a man who doesn’t respect himself, and I refuse to admit that a man who has deep down given up on himself deserves to compete for this championship.
(It’s one of the few moments in Theron’s career where he’s actually speechless. His eyes are locked on Jay, and while he may not have words – the look on his face tells the entire story.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: I don’t even know why I’m spending my time trying to motivate you. This idea that I can actually bring that person back to the surface. Maybe he is dead, Theron. Maybe this is what we’re left with. A man standing on his last legs. A man who talks about what this championship deserves, when he doesn’t deserve to be here-
(Theron places his hand over the microphone of Jay Jerry Johnson before lowering it.)
Theron Nikolas: You want to talk about the truth, Jay? It is out of fear. I fight those demons every single day. There’s not a day that goes by where I don’t look back and think about the days where this business seemed easy. There’s not a day that goes by where there’s not a part of me that wants to dig back into my old bag of tricks and relish in the idea of being the God Emperor. But, those same thoughts are filled with doubts, Jay. You look at the successes. The dreams that you hold. You would give everything away if you could taste the forbidden fruits that I did. I lived through the pain that came with it. I lived with the torment. It took me two years to pull myself out of the pits that I threw myself in. I listened to their words. I need to work for it. I need to prove that I deserved to stand at the top of this company. It wasn’t by the hands of those that I stood beside, but because of the merit behind the Elitist that I was. I have done everything that I can to redeem myself. The idea that I need to redeem myself for the person that I used to be. The guy who stood at the top of this industry as the greatest villain that it had to offer, and almost killed himself to make sure that this company could survive after those who once stood at the forefront of this company walked away and left it to perish. I question it, Jay. Is it worth it? Is it worth it to lose myself in it all again? I have always known the reason behind their hatred. I’m the man who could have tarnished years of hard work. The man that they forced themselves to look down at, walks back through the doors of this company and proves that they still haven’t reached the day that they’re on the level that I was.
(Theron points out at the crowd as he continues to speak directly to the Interwire Champion.)
Theron Nikolas: I have stood in front of people like these and I have professed that I hated the person that I used to be. I did it out of necessity for EAW. I forced myself to go from being EAW’s White Knight to its dictator, and I loved absolutely every single moment of it, Jay. I thrived under the pressure. I took the greatest names that this company had to offer and I put every single one of them down. Devan Dubian, Diamond Cage, Jamie O’Hara, Cameron Ella Ava, Rex McAllister – all names brought down to their knees before their God Emperor. Their superior. But, with all of that – is it still worth it? Do I just lose myself in it all again; set myself up for, potentially, the same ending that sent me packing with my bags in hand? Do you know what’s going to happen to you at House of Glass if I do? I’m going to run straight through you. I’m going to take that Championship and the dreams that you hold while being the Interwire Championship remain just that. Dreams, Jay. You have to walk away knowing that you’re the man who threw away everything that you set up for yourself, because I’ve missed it. I’ve longed for it. I’ve kept my nose down. I’ve kept myself between the lines. Do good things and good things will happen. If I bide my time enough then eventually my time is going to come. Fuck that, Jay. I made a career out kicking down doors, and it’s time to kick down the door that I’ve been standing in front of for eighteen months. It’s time that I call myself a champion. It’s time that I rebuild the legacy that I allowed to waste away. Bronson Daniels, or any other name can call themselves the World Heavyweight Champion, but that championship in my hands becomes the most important championship in this entire company. It becomes the main event. It becomes the crown jewel. The centerpiece.
(Theron gets in the face of Jay Jerry Johnson, who looks slightly surprised but doesn’t back down.)
Theron Nikolas: You have absolutely no idea what you’ve created, Jay. Time is fleeting. Dreams don’t always come true. Fairytales don’t always have happy endings. But there is one certainly in all of this. You fall down to your knees and you kneel before the next Interwire Champion.
(Theron throws his microphone to the side, as does Jay. The thousands in attendance sit in anticipation on what’s going to happen next. But, surprisingly a smirk crosses the face of the Interwire Champion. Jay Jerry Johnson had managed to find what he wanted. What he believes is going to be the next name to continue his journey in becoming the greatest Interwire Champion of all time. The question is whether he’s just created a greater challenge than he expects. He steps past Theron and makes his way ringside as Theron looks back over his shoulder towards the champion. The commentary team doesn’t say a word. The confrontation between champion and challenger has already said enough. Theron turns his attention towards the stage as a referee enters the ring…)
(‘This Is War (Radio Edit)’ by 30 Seconds To Mars is heard playing in the background as Jay Jerry Johnson is seen sitting in an office chair, opposite side of the announce table to Ryan Wilson. Jay has the Interwire Title over his shoulder, and similae to Ryan is ready to watch things unfold as his theme fades in the background. The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(“It Follows” by Cane Hill plays to a loudly negative reaction from fans, as Xander Payne saunters down to the ring, and the camera cuts to Ryan Wilson, showing him staring daggers into Payne, looking as if he wants to fight Payne right here, right now, but restrains himself.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! Hailing out of Toronto, Canada, weighing in at 255 pounds…XANDER PAYNE!!
Stew-O: Here comes Xander Payne, and for a man that has Ryan Wilson ringside, he sure is walking awfully calm.
Jake Mercer: Xander is a professional, trust that he has an eye on Ryan Wilson, AND Theron Nikolas.
Flannery McCoy: If you say so, but if I were him, I’d show a bit more caution.
(“Prey” by Parkway Drive blares throughout the arena to the opposite reaction that Xander Payne was met with. Theron makes his way down to the ring, focused ahead of his match with Xander, who bounces up and down inside the ring, ready for Theron.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent! Hailing out of Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 224 pounds…HE IS THE REAPER…THERON NIKOLAS!!
Stew-O: Well, Xander isn’t the only one with a rival ringside, Theron has one of his own in the form of Jay Jerry Johnson.
Flannery McCoy: We’ll see how that affects his focus as the match goes on.
Stew-O: Hopefully, not by much, and these competitors are allowed to focus on solely each other.
(Both competitors stare one another down from opposing corners as the referee signals the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Bell has rung, and both competitors march toward one another for a collar and elbow tie-up in the center of the ring! A jockey for position takes place between both competitors, that is before Theron can get the upper hand, backing Xander up against the ropes, albeit momentarily before finding himself up against the ropes.
Flannery McCoy: Theron backs Xander towards the corner, but Xander shifts the momentum last minute, pinning Theron in the corner instead. The referee gets involved, telling both men to seperate, giving the count of five to do so.
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE!
Stew-O: Xander begins to create seperate from Theron, BUT GRABS THERON IN A SIDE HEADLOCK, AND BRINGS HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! Xander has gained the upper hand over Theron, and looks to keep it as he wrenches on the hold, looking directly at Ryan as he does so. Perhaps Xander is trying to send a message.
Jake Mercer: Of course he’s trying to send a message. This is the Wrestling Genius trying to show Ryan what he’s in for at House of Glass, which is getting outwrestled like Theron is now in the center of the ring-
Stew-O: Wait, wait, wait. Outwrestled? You do realize that their match at House of Glass is a Glass Crypt match, correct?
Jake Mercer: Yes, and?
Stew-O: I don’t think that’s going to feature tons of wrestling, especially with how heated this feud between him and Ryan has gotten.
Jake Mercer: Uh- hey, look inside the ring!
Flannery McCoy: :wow: Theron backs Xander up against the ropes, and bounces him off to escape the side headlock! XANDER COMES BACK WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE, DROPPING NIKOLAS TO THE CANVAS! Xander runs off the ropes- but Theron rolls over to his belly, forcing Payne to jump over him, and Xander rebounds off the ropes again. Theron pops back to his feet, AND GOES FOR A SNAP SCOOP POWERSLAM!
Stew-O: BUT XANDER HANGS ON TO THE ROPES! AS A RESULT, THERON FINDS HIMSELF ON ALL FOURS, AND XANDER ROLLS HIM UP WITH AN OKLAHOMA ROLL!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Flannery McCoy: KICKOUT! Both competitors scramble back to their feet, and find themselves in a brief standoff. Both men start to circle each other, and engage in another collar and elbow tie-up! Xander isolates the arm, and wrings it, gaining control of Theron’s wrist. Theron rolls through to his feet, and wrings the arm of Xander in return, pulling him into a standing side headlock afterwards!
Jake Mercer: Theron goes down to a knee, bringing Xander with him, and Payne spends quite some time in this hold. Eventually, Xander powers back to his feet, and rebounds Theron off the ropes to escape! Xander ducks down, perhaps signaling early for a back body drop! BUT THERON COUNTERS WITH A SMALL PACKAGE!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: KICKOUT! BOTH MEN RUSH BACK TO THEIR FEET, AND MARCH TOWARDS ONE ANOTHER- BUT THERON ROLLS XANDER UP WITH A SCHOOL BOY!
ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: KICKOUT! Again, both men rush back to their feet, and Xander wanders into an ARM DRAG by Theron, who follows it up by barring the arm. Xander quickly rises back to his feet in the hold, AND BREAKS IT WITH A STIFF FOREARM TO THE JAW OF NIKOLAS! Theron is stunned momentarily, but I think that forearm fired him up more than anything, and he goes to respond with one of his own on Payne- but Xander rolls out of the ring.
Flannery McCoy: What a coward. Xander has left the ring, but Theron follows him out there, and chases Xander around the ringside area! Xander slides back inside the ring, and Theron goes to do the same- BUT IMMEDIATELY SLIDES BACK OUT ONCE SEEING XANDER CHARGE TO PUMMEL HIM WITH STOMPS! THERON GRABS XANDER’S ANKLE, AND PULLS HIM TO THE OUTSIDE!
Stew-O: XANDER GOES FOR A CLOTHESLINE- BUT THERON DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND SENDS XANDER DOWN TO A SEATED POSITION, BACK FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS WITH A PUSH KICK! Pain is etched across the face of Xander, no pun intended, and Theron rolls him back inside the ring. Theron slides in-
Jake Mercer: BUT BEFORE HE CAN GET BACK UP FROM ALL FOURS, XANDER POUNCES ON HIM WITH A DOUBLE AXE HANDLE TO THE BACK! Flannery called Xander a coward, but you might as well call him what he is, and that is smart!
Flannery McCoy: Andre, Limmy, Ronan, now Xander, is there anyone else you’re looking to dickride?
Jake Mercer: Not dickriding. I’m simply acknowledging their prowess as in-ring competitors. It’s what all real analysts do, analysts like Mave Deltzer, who delivers completely unbiased five star reviews on a weekly basis.
Flannery McCoy: Focus on the match, fool.
Jake Mercer: With pleasure!
Flannery McCoy: After catching him with that double axe handle, Xander follows it up with stomps to the back of Theron, even some aiming towards the back of his head, but Theron does his best as he rises up to a knee.
Stew-O: Xander notices Theron rising, and switches gears, grabbing hold of Nikolas, and placing him in the corner. Xander delivers stomps in the corner, sinking Theron down to the second turnbuckle before irish whipping him into the opposite corner! THERON GOES UP AND OVER, AND XANDER ALMOST COLLIDES STERNUM FIRST WITH THE TOP TURNBUCKLE, BUT HALTS HIMSELF!
Flannery McCoy: XANDER SPINS AROUND, AND RUNS RIGHT INTO- SHOOT KICK! XANDER RAN RIGHT INTO A SHOOT KICK TO THE CHEST, DROPPING PAYNE WHERE HE STOOD! Xander sits up, favoring his chest, but rolls out to the apron. Theron reaches over, and pulls him up to a vertical base. XANDER GOES FOR A RIGHT HAND, AND CONNECTS!
Stew-O: Theron turns around, holding his jaw, BUT NIKOLAS TAGS HIM WITH A JUMPING GAMENGIRI! XANDER GETS KNOCKED OFF THE APRON, AND LANDED HARD ON THE OUTSIDE! Xander quickly returns back to his feet, and locks eyes with Theron Nikolas inside the ring.
Flannery McCoy: I’m surprised that Ryan and Jay’s presence with us ringside hasn’t hindered much of the competitors in-ring
Stew-O: Yeah, but make no mistake about it, both men are alert in that ring, because Jay or Ryan can always attempt to interject themselves, as we’ve seen multiple times in situations like this.
Flannery McCoy: Xander stalls a bit on the outside, not in a hurry to re-enter the ring. BUT MANAGES TO SLIDE BACK IN, AND CHARGES THERON FOR A CLOTHESLINE! BUT THERON DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND WRAPS HIS ARMS AROUND XANDER’S WAIST FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX! BUT XANDER ELBOWS HIS WAY OUT OF IT!
Stew-O: Theron is stunned, and Xander turns around, going for a right hand- BUT THERON BLOCKS IT WITH A BIG BOOT TO THE HAND, AND GOES TO RUN OFF THE ROPES- BUT XANDER CLOTHESLINES HIM UP AND OVER THE TOP! XANDER IS LIKE A SHARK THAT SMELLS BLOOD IN THE WATER NOW!
Jake Mercer: XANDER RUSHES OUT THE RING, AND SENDS THERON INTO THE BARRICADE, THEN THE APRON, AND FINALLY THE STEEL STEPS! THERON HIT SHOULDER FIRST! Xander rolls him back inside the ring, and Theron rises to all fours, BUT XANDER DELIVERS A RUNNING BIG BOOT TO THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD, AND GOES FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Flannery McCoy: Xander seems slightly annoyed that Theron kicked out there, and starts bringing him back to his feet. Theron shows signs of life, tagging Xander in the rib cage! Xander scores with a knee to the midsection, doubling Theron over for a SUPL- NO! THERON FLOATS OVER, SLIPPING BEHIND XANDER, AND ATTEMPTS THE GERMAN SUPLEX! BUT XANDER ISOLATES THE ARM, AND WRESTLES THERON TO THE MAT FOR A CROSSFACE! CROSSFACE SUBMISSION HOLD IS LOCKED IN!
Stew-O: REMEMBER, THERON WENT SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS, ALONG WITH BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE AND APRON! CROSSFACE WILL ONLY EXASPERATE THOSE INJURIES!
Jake Mercer: THERON’S GONNA TAP! THERON’S GONNA TAP!
Stew-O: NO! THERON DECIDES AGAINST IT, DRAGGING HIMSELF TOWARDS THE ROPES, AND GRABBING HOLD OF THE BOTTOM ONE, FORCING A ROPE BREAK! The referee pries Xander Payne off the hold, and Theron rolls out to the apron. Xander heads out to the apron himself, and pulls Theron up to a vertical base, having a handful of hair. THERON EXPLODES WITH A FOREARM!
Flannery McCoy: BUT XANDER FIRES BACK WITH ONE OF HIS OWN! THERON! XANDER! THERON IS STUNNED, BUT THERON ANSWERS BACK WITH A CLOTHESLINE, SENDING XANDER OVER THE TOP ROPE! Theron begins climbing to the top turnbuckle, meanwhile, Xander begins to stir, AND CUTS THERON OFF WITH A RIGHT HAND! Xander climbs to the middle rope, and hooks Theron up for a SUPERPLEX!
Stew-O: BLOCKED! THERON BLOCKS IT, HOLDING ON TO THE TOP ROPE, AND SCORES WITH A SHOT TO THE RIB CAGE ON XANDER! XANDER GETS BOUNCED FACE FIRST OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE, AND THERON TRIES FOR A SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB! BUT LANDS ON HIS FEET, AND TRIES TO PRY XANDER AWAY FROM THE ROPES! XANDER IS HANGING ON TO THE TOP ROPE WITH BOTH HANDS, REFUSING TO LET GO!
Jake Mercer: XANDER TRIES FOR A RIGHT HAND ON THERON, AIMING BETWEEN THE EYES! BUT THERON AVOIDS IT LAST MINUTE, CAUSING XANDER’S FIST TO COLLIDE WITH THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Flannery McCoy: THERON GRABS XANDER’S ANKLE, AND YANKS IT OUT FROM UNDER HIM, CAUSING XANDER TO HIT FACE FIRST ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! Xander crawls to the center of the ring, and Theron positions himself in the corner, waiting for Xander to rise, which he slowly does, getting back to his feet. Theron charges-
Stew-O: BUT XANDER CATCHES HIM WITH A BOOT STRAIGHT TO THE GUT, DOUBLING HIM OVER! XANDER ATTEMPTS TO HOIST HIM UP FOR A POWERBOMB- BUT THERON BLOCKS IT, ONLY ALLOWING XANDER TO GET HIM UP HALFWAY! THERON REVERSES WITH A BACK BODY DROP, BUT XANDER TURNS IT INTO A SUNSET FLIP!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHH-
Flannery McCoy: BOTH COMPETITORS ROLL THROUGH TO THEIR FEET, AND XANDER SWINGS WILDLY! THERON DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND TAGS XANDER WITH A LEFT HOOK TO THE RIB CAGE! THERON FOLLOWS IT WITH AN OPEN-HANDED SLAP TO THE FACE! BIG FOREARM BY NIKOLAS, WHO ENDS OFF THE COMBINATION WITH A BURNING LARIAT! BATTLE FURY FLOORS XANDER, AND THERON MAKES THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEE-
Jake Mercer: KICKOUT! XANDER PAYNE KICKS OUT!
Stew-O: But is the damage already done? Is Xander on his last legs here? Payne pulls himself up in the corner, and charges Nikolas! BUT XANDER SENDS HIM UP AND OVER HIS SHOULDER TO THE OUTSIDE! WAIT! THERON CATCHES HIMSELF ON THE APRON, AND XANDER GOES TO KNOCK HIM OFF WITH A RIGHT! THERON BLOCKS IT, AND CATCHES XANDER WITH A FOREARM!
Flannery McCoy: THERON SCALES TO THE TOP ROPE, AND DIVES OFF WITH A METEORA ONTO XANDER! THERON GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHH-
Flannery McCoy: SHOULDER UP! XANDER CONTINUES TO SHOW HIS RESILENCE!
Jake Mercer: His ring smarts as well, rolling out of the ring.
Stew-O: Xander catches his breathe, but Theron exits to the apron, AND TRIES FOR A RUNNING PENALTY KICK! BUT XANDER CATCHES HIS BOOT, AND PULLS THE LEG OUT FROM UNDER NIKOLAS! THERON COLLIDES FACE FIRST WITH THE APRON, AND XANDER PUSHES THERON BACK INSIDE THE RING!
Flannery McCoy: Xander rolls back in, and Theron begins to stir. Xander stalks Theron as he returns to his feet- SUPERKICK! NO! THERON SIDESTEPS, AND GRABS XANDER FROM BEHIND FOR A RIPCORD LARI- XANDER DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND DUMPS THERON ON HIS HEAD WITH DAWNBREAKER! THE SAITO SUPLEX! XANDER CRAWLS INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG DEEP!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHH-
Stew-O: SHOULDER UP! THERON GETS THAT SHOULDER ONCE MORE! BUT PERHAPS FOR THE LAST TIME AS XANDER PAYNE HAS A LOOK OF INTENSITY WE HAVENT SEEN THUS FAR IN THIS MATCH! XANDER PULLS THERON BACK TO HIS FEET, AND SENDS HIM TO THE ROPES FOR LAST SEDATION!
Flannery McCoy: BUT THERON CATCHES XANDER WITH A TOUCH OF HEROINE! THAT BUSAIKU KNEE!! THERON PULLS XANDER UP TO HIS FEET, HAVING HIM IN POSITION FOR A RIPCORD, AND LOOKS DIRECTLY AT JAY JERRY JOHNSON BEFORE DELIVERING CARPE DIEM!
Stew-O: RIPCORD LARI- CAUGHT! XANDER CAUGHT HIM FOR THE URANAGE! PEACEKEEPER CONNECTS! AND XANDER CRAWLS INTO THE COVER, HOOKING BOTH LEGS DEEP!
ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERES YOUR WINNER… XANDER PAYNE!
(“It Follows” by Cane Hill plays, and Xander Payne rises to his feet, having his hand raised in victory by the referee. On the outside, Jay Jerry Johnson claps, but Ryan Wilson stares daggers into Payne.)
Stew-O: What a win for Xander Payne, but I can’t help but feel Jay’s presence is what cost Theron.
Jake Mercer: Yeah, it was the slight hesitation that costs him, and you can’t give Xander Payne much time to recover, or else that happens.
Flannery McCoy: Xander wins, and he has momentum going into House of Glass, but- wait, what’s this?
(Xander turns toward Ryan, and begins hurling trash talk at him, prompting Ryan to charge the ring, and slide in.)
Stew-O: RYAN! RYAN SLIDES IN THE RING, AND DOUBLE LEGS XANDER DOWN TO THE CANVAS, THROWING RIGHT HANDS TO THE BACKSTABBER!
Flannery McCoy: XANDER PUSHES RYAN OFF, BUT WILSON IS RELENTLESS, CROSSBODYING XANDER OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Stew-O: BOTH COMPETITORS SPILL TO THE OUTSIDE, BUT ARE QUICKLY BACK TO THEIR FEET, AND RYAN GRABS HOLD OF XANDER, DELIVERING A RIGHT HAND AS THEY BRAWL UP THE RAMP!
(Xander and Ryan brawl up the ramp, and to the back, but the camera cuts to Theron Nikolas sitting in the corner, favoring the back of his neck as Jay Jerry Johnson holds up his Interwire Title on the outside as the camera fades elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for One Piece. Who needs personality tests when you have the hit anime series to base your entire persona around?)
(The camera returns to the ring where Stephie Love is standing as she is ready to start the introductions for the next match.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Stop Breathing’ by Playboi Carti starts playing as Jake Smith enters the arena. After last week, he is strictly business as he heads to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first and making his way to the ring! He is from Atherton, California! Weighing in at 210 pounds! Here is “THE PROCESS” JAKE SMITH!
Stew-O: Here comes the former Answers World Champion Jake Smith heads to the ring and he is more than ready for House of Glass and where Jake can finally get his hands on Andre Walker.
Jake Mercer: Who cares? This little snot is going to get his ass kicked next week by our amazing Kaiser. If he struggled against Ronan Malosi a few weeks ago, what chance does Jake have against the Kaiser one on one?
Flannery McCoy: It was last week during the confrontation between Jake and Andre that the Glass Weapons match stipulation was set. Jake is ready for Andre, but he shouldn’t lose focus on his opponent who would be more than happy to take advantage of the situation.
(Jake slides into the ring and takes his corner as his entrance music fades off before the sounds of ‘Pride and Arrogance’ by Takeru Kanazaki start playing as Drake Armstrong enters the arena to loud boos from the crowd. He is wearing his flashy robe and puts his back to the camera before posing as he shows off his… well one… sponsorship before he heads to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent and making his way to the ring! From Scarsdale, New York! Weighing in at 260 pounds! Here is “THE FUTURE” DRAKE ARMSTRONG!
Jake Mercer: HERE COMES THE NEXT NEW BREED CHAMPION!
Flannery McCoy: Last week Drake had a hell of a showing against Cy Henderson. He couldn’t get the win, but he can certainly get some extra momentum by defeating Jake Smith tonight.
Stew-O: It wouldn’t hurt as Drake goes into House of Glass next week in a Triple Threat Glass TLC Match for the New Breed Title, but he has to make it through Jake Smith tonight. Who will leave with the victory? We’re about to find out.
(Drake enters the ring and takes his corner as his entrance music fades off. Drake takes off his robe and hands it to the ring attendant and lets them know to take care of it or else. The referee checks both competitors before calling for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Here we go! Singles action on tap as Jake and Drake meet up in the center of the ring and lock up and the experience edge of Jake Smith gives him the early advantage with the side headlock.
Jake Mercer: That’s the only thing that Jake has the advantage in compared to Drake Armstrong. Jake just doesn’t measure up to people the pedigree of Drake or the great Kaiser Andre Walker.
Flannery McCoy: Pedigree aside, Jake has changed the headlock into a hammerlock. Jake has Drake’s arm and shoulder torqued in a horrible angle BEFORE JAKE JUST SLAPS DRAKE UPSIDE THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
Stew-O: Drake didn’t like that one bit and HE GETS RIGHT IN JAKE’S FACE AND IS READING HIM THE RIOT ACT! Jake isn’t backing up AND HE IS LOOKING… AMUSED?!?! Jake has a smirk on his face–
Flannery McCoy: AND DRAKE ARMSTRONG JUST SLAPS JAKE ACROSS THE FACE! THAT SMIRK IS GONE AND JAKE DOES NOT LOOK AMUSED ANYMORE AS HE POPS DRAKE IN THE MOUTH WITH A STRAIGHT RIGHT HAND!
Jake Mercer: Drake was staggered back after that shot, but this is just the beginning. Drake can easily come back and show that little elf what he can do. First, Drake and next week, Andre Walker.
Flannery McCoy: Jake comes in and is just throwing forearms into Drake’s face until Drake is backed up to the ropes. Now Jake whips Drake to the ropes on the other side. Drake comes back and Jake puts his head down–
Stew-O: AND DRAKE WITH THE LEAPFROG OVER JAKE AND HE LANDS RIGHT BEHIND HIM! Look at Drake laughing and celebrating that counter behind Drake. He is very proud of himself.
Jake Mercer: Why wouldn’t he be proud of himself? He just proved that he is much more athletic than Jake Smith. Drake stops his celebration and goes back to Jake–
Stew-O: AND JAKE COMES AROUND AND JUST CLOBBERS DRAKE WITH A CLOTHESLINE RIGHT ACROSS THE THROAT! Jake just made sure that Drake paid for all that showboating.
Jake Mercer: That was not showboating. A good example of showboating actually happened on a showboat in the 1970s where this one guy was so–
Flannery McCoy: NOT NOW, JAKE! Showboating was exactly what Drake was doing and now he is down on the mat as Jake Smith puts the boots to Drake and Drake is trying to roll away from Jake.
Stew-O: Drake manages to roll to the ropes and out to the apron and he motions to the referee that he wants a timeout. Jake doesn’t care AS HE RUNS TO THE ROPES AND DELIVERS A BASEBALL SLIDE DROPKICK THAT CATCHES DRAKE IN THE FACE!
Flannery McCoy: BUT DRAKE KEEPS HIS GROUND AND GRABS JAKE’S LEGS AND DRAGS HIM OUT OF THE RING! Drake has hold of Jake’s legs as Jake is draped over Drake’s back as Drake drags Jake over to the ring steps–
Jake Mercer: DRAKE ARMSTRONG WITH A REVERSE ALABAMA SLAM THAT SENDS JAKE FACE FIRST HARD AGAINST THE RING STEPS! That shot looked like it could have rearranged Jake’s face.
Flannery McCoy: Jake landed hard against the steps as he rolls to the ringside floor, but Drake is right there as he hoists Jake back to his feet by the tights before grabbing him by the hair and HE JUST BIEL THROWS JAKE HALFWAY ACROSS THE FLOOR AND JAKE LANDS WITH A THUD!
Stew-O: He didn’t need to use the hair, but that was more of adding insult to injury as Drake causes more pain to Jake as Jake got some hangtime when he was thrown by Drake. Just like that Drake is now in control.
Jake Mercer: That isn’t going to change much because Drake has so much more power than what Jake Smith has and it is kind of amusing to watch Jake get beat up before Andre finishes the job.
Stew-O: That remains to be seen as Drake once again brings Jake to his feet and rolls him back into the ring before following suit and beating the referee’s count of nine. Jake is trying to recover, but Drake grabs him by the legs and hoists him in the air.
Jake Mercer: Drake has Jake in the wheelbarrow position as he walks Jake to the center of the ring AND PLANTS HIM WITH THE WHEELBARROW FACEBUSTER! JAKE KISSES THE CANVAS AS DRAKE ROLLS HIM OVER AND GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOO!
Flannery McCoy: JAKE POWERS OUT AT TWO! That was a very nonchalant cover by Drake and now he’s getting right in the referee’s face and accusing them of a slow count.
Stew-O: Drake can argue until he’s blue in the face and the referee could have counted at warp speed and Jake would have still kicked out. Drake needs to focus on Jake and this match.
Flannery McCoy: Drake stops yelling at the referee and goes back to Jake AND JAKE WITH A DROP TOE HOLD TAKES DRAKE DOWN TO THE MAT! Drake is holding his face in pain as Jake makes it back to his feet and hits the ropes–
Jake Mercer: JAKE CAME BACK AND HE HITS A DROPKICK TO THE SIDE OF DRAKE’S HEAD SENDING HIM BACK TO THE MAT! Come on Drake!! Show him what a member of the Armstrong family can do!
Flannery McCoy: Yeah… no comment. The veteran Jake Smith is back in control and he butterflies Drake’s arms and drags him back to his feet and walks him back to the center of the ring AND TAKES HIM OVER WITH THE DOUBLE ARMED SUPLEX!
Stew-O: Drake bounced hard off his low back as he got back to his feet AND JAKE HAS HIM IN THE BUTTERFLY POSITION BEFORE DROPPING HIM ONCE AGAIN! THIS TIME WITH A BUTTERFLY BACKBREAKER!
Jake Mercer: Drake might be taking some punishment now, but it’s only a matter of time before he gets back into this match. Drake has youth and power on his side to pull this match through.
Stew-O: But right now Jake is in control and he grabs Drake’s legs AND JAKE IS CALLING FOR A FIGURE FOUR LEGLOCK! JAKE IS GOING FOR THE SUBMISSION EARLY AS HE SPINS AROUND TO APPLY THE HOLD AND GRAB THE OTHER LEG–
Jake Mercer: HAHAHAHAHA! I TOLD YOU! DRAKE GRABS THE BACK OF JAKE’S NECK AND BRINGS HIM FORWARD AND ROLLS HIM UP! DRAKE HAS JAKE IN A MODIFIED INSIDE CRADLE AND HIS SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!
ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!
THHH–
Flannery McCoy: JAKE KICKS OUT AT TWO AND DRAKE ABOUT STOLE THE MATCH RIGHT THERE! Drake and Jake are back to their feet, but Jake was just a little bit quicker–
Stew-O: AND JAKE HOISTS DRAKE IN THE AIR AND DRIVES HIM DOWN HARD ONTO THE MAT WITH A BACK SHAKING SPINEBUSTER! Are you sure that Drake truly has the power advantage after a move like that, Jake?
Flannery McCoy: Drake landed hard on the canvas and Jake is showing what a former World Champion can do as he mounts Drake AND JUST STARTS THROWING STRAIGHT RIGHT HANDS TO THE SIDE OF DRAKE’S HEAD!
Jake Mercer: Closed fists are cheating and the referee is right there making Jake open up the fist and start a count. Also, I do believe that Drake still has the power advantage over Jake… and he always will.
Flannery McCoy: Jake does stop the punches on four and stands up to bring Drake back to his feet AND DRAKE USES THE FRONT OF JAKE’S TRUNKS AND PULLS HIM RIGHT INTO THE ROPES!
Stew-O: JAKE GOES THROAT FIRST INTO THE MIDDLE ROPE! Drake turns the tide once more as Jake holds his throat in pain. Drake is laughing at his opponent as he brings Jake back to his feet and whips him to the corner.
Jake Mercer: Drake runs into the corner AND JAKE TRIES TO CATCH HIM WITH AN ELBOW BUT DRAKE GRABS THE ELBOW AND PULLS JAKE RIGHT INTO A CLOTHESLINE THAT SENDS JAKE BACK INTO THE CORNER! Once again reminds me of that match I was talking about earlier when–
Stew-O: Well Drake is now continuing the attack on Jake with shoulder tackles into his midsection before grabbing Jake and putting him on his shoulder AND DRAKE RUNS OUT OF THE CORNER AND DRIVES DOWN JAKE WITH A RUNNING FRONT POWERSLAM!
Jake Mercer: Jake hits the canvas hard and Drake is not wasting a second as HE DROPS THE KNEE ON JAKE’S RIBS! He rolls Jake onto his stomach AND HE DROPS ANOTHER KNEE ONTO JAKE! This is great to watch. I hope our Kaiser is watching this match as he prepares for later tonight!
Flannery McCoy: Drake is still in control as he brings Jake back to his feet and once again gets Jake on his shoulder as he eyes the corner. Is he going for another powerslam?
Stew-O: NOPE! HE JUST THROWS JAKE INTO THE CORNER WITH SNAKE EYES, BUT JAKE’S FACE OVERSHOT THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AND JAKE’S RIBS HIT THE TURNBUCKLE!
Flannery McCoy: Jake lands hard on the turnbuckle as Jake manages to pull himself off the top rope and comes stumbling out of the corner and DRAKE HAS HOLD OF HIM BEFORE PUTTING HIM IN A HALF NELSON–
Jake Mercer: AND DRAKE ARMSTRONG WITH “NATURAL TALENT”! HALF NELSON CHICKENWING SUPLEX COMBINATION SPIKES JAKE ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD AS DRAKE BRIDGES UP! JAKE’S SHOULDERS ARE DOWN AND THE REF IS DOWN FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!
THHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEE!
Flannery McCoy: JAKE KICKS OUT RIGHT BEFORE TWO AND DRAKE WAS DANGEROUSLY CLOSE TO PICKING UP THE UPSET VICTORY IN THIS MATCH! Holy crap what a match this has been!
Stew-O: This match has been amazing thus far and Drake has a small look of frustration on his face as he brings Jake back to his feet and gets him set up in the ABDOMINAL STRETCH!
Jake Mercer: “BOURGEOIS BITE” BY DRAKE ARMSTRONG AND NOW IT’S TIME FOR THE SECOND PART OF THE SUBMISSION AND DRAKE NOW HAS AN ABDOMINAL CLAW TO ADD EXTRA DAMAGE!
Stew-O: The referee is right there to check and see if Jake wants to give this matchup because, honestly, this submission could win Drake the match with the damage Jake has taken already in the rib and ab area in this match.
Jake Mercer: Of course, Stew-O. It isn’t could. It is when. I can see Drake Armstrong forcing Jake Smith to tap out with this powerful move.
Flannery McCoy: You might, but I can’t. It will be a cold day in Hell before Jake taps out, much less to Drake Armstrong.
Stew-O: Jake can’t reach the ropes to cause a rope break. Jake needs to think of a way to get free of the abdominal stretch–
Flannery McCoy: JAKE WITH A MODIFIED SNAPMARE TAKES DRAKE OFF HIS FEET AND TO THE MAT! Jake backs up for a brief second to catch as much of a breather as he can.
Jake Mercer: It doesn’t last for long as Drake is back up and HE RUNS RIGHT TO JAKE AND JAKE PUTS HIS HEAD DOWN FOR A BACK BODY DROP, BUT THE CLEVER DRAKE ARMSTRONG LANDS ON HIS FEET AND HITS THE ROPES!
Flannery McCoy: Drake comes back and JAKE JUMPS UP AND CATCHES DRAKE’S HEAD IN THE PROCESS BEFORE JUMPING AND FLIPPING OVER–
Stew-O: “HELL ABOVE” OUT OF NOWHERE! DRAKE JUST GOT TAKEN TO HELL ABOVE! CANADIAN DESTROYER SPIKES DRAKE ON HIS HEAD AND JAKE GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEE!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE KICKS OUT AT TWO! That was close but not close enough because Drake is still in this match. It’s not over yet for the Future of EAW!
Stew-O: This match has been very hard hitting and who knows how much longer this match will last with what these two have been throwing at each other.
Jake Mercer: Not much longer because Drake is no doubt done playing around with Jake. Jake is in control for now, but it won’t last long.
Flannery McCoy: Drake is up to his feet surprisingly quick as JAKE FIRES OFF A SUPERKICK THAT CATCHES DRAKE RIGHT IN THE FACE! DRAKE BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES AND COMES BACK TO JAKE!
Stew-O: JAKE GRABS THE BACK OF DRAKE’S HEAD AND GOES FOR THE DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO BLOCK IT AND GRABBING HOLD OF JAKE’S LEGS!
Flannery McCoy: Drake drags Jake back to the corner AND FALLS BACK FOR A SLINGSHOT, BUT JAKE JUMPS UP AND LANDS ON THE SECOND ROPE! DRAKE TURNS AROUND AND JAKE JUMPS FOR A TORNADO DDT–
Jake Mercer: DRAKE CAUGHT HIM! DRAKE CAUGHT JAKE AND DRAKE GETS JAKE IN POSITION BEFORE GOING BACK TO THE CORNER AND COUNTERING WITH A TURNBUCKLE POWERBOMB! OH YEAH!!
Flannery McCoy: WHAT A BUCKLE BOMB BY DRAKE AND JAKE LANDED HARD IN THE CORNER WITH HIS BACK AND RIB AREA HITTING THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AGAIN!
Stew-O: Jake is now leaning against the turnbuckle and that’s what Drake wanted. Drake has a devilish smirk on his face as he gets ready what he hopes finishes the match.
Jake Mercer: Jake is holding his ribs in pain in the corner AS DRAKE ARMSTRONG COMES RUNNING FULL SPEED TOWARDS THE CORNER! DRAKE IS GOING TO FINISH THIS MATCH WITH “HALBERD FROM HELL”! THAT DROPKICK IS GOING TO BRING DRAKE ANOTHER HIGH PROFILE VICTORY! HERE COMES THE “HALBERD FROM HELL”–
Stew-O: NOBODY WAS HOME FOR THE DROPKICK AS JAKE GETS OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND! DRAKE CONTINUES TO SAIL BEFORE FINALLY DROPKICKING THE RINGPOST AND LANDING AWKWARDLY IN THE CORNER!
Jake Mercer: Some force was looking down upon Jake Smith for him to avoid that dropkick at the last second. Drake is not happy at all about that as he gets untangled from the corner. When that happens, Jake is going to pay.
Flannery McCoy: Drake comes stumbling out of the corner and JAKE KICKS HIM IN THE GUT BEFORE GRABBING DRAKE BY THE NECK AND GETS HIM POSITIONED RIGHT WHERE HE WANTS HIM BEFORE SPIKING DRAKE DOWN WITH “BROKEN WINGS”
Stew-O: WHAT A SNAP SWINGING NECKBREAKER BY JAKE SMITH AND DID YOU SEE THE WAY DRAKE LANDED ON THE MAT! That could end the match right there, BUT JAKE IS NOT GOING FOR THE COVER!
Flannery McCoy: That’s shocking if you ask me. Normally, Jake goes for the cover after hitting “Broken Wings”, but not this time.
Jake Mercer: Jake had to get extremely lucky to hit that neckbreaker in the center of the ring and get him out of the situation that Drake had him in. But this match isn’t over. I have all the faith in the world that Drake will still slaughter Jake Smith. Not going for the cover will cost him.
Flannery McCoy: You might think so, but Drake is still not moving as Jake Smith is getting ready for what could finish the match right here. Jake walks over to the corner and keeps his eyes on Drake AS HE PULLS THE KNEE PAD ALL THE WAY DOWN!
Stew-O: This only could mean one thing and this could be the beginning of the end for the heir of the Armstrong empire. Drake is starting to move now and Jake is getting his bare knee ready and he is eyeing Drake as Drake gets to his knees and that’s what Drake wanted!
Jake Mercer: Oh no! JAKE RUNS FULL SPEED TO DRAKE HE JUST CLOBBERED AN UNSUSPECTING DRAKE WITH THE “KAIOKEN”…which is a very weird name for a move AND THIS IS NOT GOOD FOR DRAKE! COME ON, DRAKE!
Stew-O: WHAT A SHINING WIZARD RIGHT TO THE BACK OF DRAKE’S HEAD! BARE KNEECAP RIGHT TO THE SKULL! DRAKE GOES DOWN AND HE MIGHT BE OUT AS JAKE ROLLS DRAKE OVER AND HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Stop Breathing” starts playing again as Jake rolls off of Drake as he slowly makes it back to his feet as Stephie Love begins to announce the final decision of the match.)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… JAKE SMITH!
Stew-O: What a match we just witnessed. Both of these competitors really brought it tonight and it is Jake Smith who walks away victorious from this match.
Flannery McCoy: Both Jake and Drake made serious cases for their respective matches and showed easily that they could walk away from House of Glass victorious.
(The referee raises Jake’s arm in victory before going back to check on Drake. Jake takes one last look at Drake before leaving the ring and heading up the entrance ramp.)
Jake Mercer: Yeah yeah. Jake Smith might have won tonight, but he sure as hell isn’t going to defeat our glorious Kaiser at House of Glass. He signed his death warrant when he accepted the match.
Flannery McCoy: This match also showed that when Drake Armstrong stops acting like a snobby little rich kid, he can be a very formidable competitor. He put up a heck of a fight against Jake. He didn’t win, but did make himself a case for being a threat for the New Breed Title
Stew-O: Regardless of what anybody else thinks, Drake put up a good fight tonight, but it is Jake Smith who leaves Dynasty as the winner and gains some more momentum as he heads to House of Glass! Congratulations once again to Jake Smith.
(The final shot shows Jake standing at the top of the entrance ramp soaking in his victory while Drake is sitting in the middle of the ring, angry and ready to throw a temper tantrum for losing the match as the camera cuts elsewhere.)
(The show carries on as Dynasty fades backstage. The first shot? A familiar one: the Universal Women’s Championship glistening within the light, wrapped around the waist of Kassidy Heart. The Mauler is fitted in red leather pants, a black tank top, a black leather jacket and her brunette hair is slicked into a low ponytail. She wears a smirk as Michael Belfort is on standby.)
Michael Belfort: EAW Universe, it has been an insane go-home show leading up to House of Glass thus far. Next week as Dynasty heads to Saitama, Japan, the fans will surely be in awe at the return of the glass-based FPV event, as every title that is a part of this show will be defended. Of course, one of those title matches that is hotly anticipated is the Universal Women’s Championship match as Ms. Extreme challenges the current champion who is standing next to me right now: Kassidy Heart. Kassidy, thank you for joining me.
Kassidy Heart: No problem. It seems like the sheep here require my presence, so what else can I do?
(Michael chuckles.)
Michael Belfort: I suppose so. At any rate, Kassidy, a lot of people are looking forward to House of Glass and the war that seems to be brewing between you and Ms. Extreme—
Kassidy Heart: A war, you say? I wouldn’t go so far as to say that, honestly.
Michael Belfort: Oh? :lupe:
(Kassidy snickers, giving a passive shrug of her shoulders.)
Kassidy Heart: I guess on the surface level I can see why people may be excited or frothing at the mouth about me and Camille going at it again, but honestly? I’m not going to treat it as this big-fight feel rematch that everyone else seems to be pushing it as. I can at least say she’s a step above Miku, but that’s not exactly the highest form of compliment either. When I’ve had her number before and she has done little to actually improve since the last time we’ve faced off, how else am I supposed to feel? This is my second title defense and that alone makes me take this match seriously, because I always demand more of myself and want to be the best, but Camille is the furthest thing from my kryptonite. Sure, she’s motivated. She can be ready and claim as such, but that doesn’t matter to me. It definitely doesn’t considering she just lost to Jay Jerry Johnson and Ryan Wilson last week. :mjlol: Her supposed greatness doesn’t match up to mine, and that’s not hard to see. I wouldn’t allow myself to lose to anyone who I can clearly eviscerate inside the ring. I hate using such an overused and unoriginal phrase, but there are levels to this, and I’m above her in many ways. She’s had all the time in the world to build herself up, but I’m not impressed. She can talk a good game, but when it comes to backing it up? She seldom does that. So, if it seems as if I’m already looking past her… well, it’s because I am.
(Michael blinks, where’s Kassidy is nonchalant in her attitude.)
Michael Belfort: So, you’re not taking Ms. Extreme seriously?
Kassidy Heart: Ah, don’t start putting words into my mouth, Michael. That won’t end well for you.
Michael Belfort: !!! M-my apologies, Kassidy! I’m just simply trying to figure out where your headspace is for your upcoming title defense.
Kassidy Heart: My headspace? It’s quite simple: I am focused on my second title defense. I want to win. I want to continue making the rest of the talent here cry and make them feel absolutely miserable that they can’t hold a candle to me. I’m over expecting anyone else to provide a real challenge for me, and like I told Camille all the way back in February, it is my job to continue oppressing these sorry excuses for Elitists and burying the competition. She’s included in that. She isn’t going to be the difference maker or the exception. She couldn’t beat me before, so how will this turn out any differently? I only have a remote interest for this bout because of Wicked Games being a week after, and I get to be a double-champion right with my amazing partner and soulmate Sienna Jade. Camille, quite frankly, is a means to an end; a footnote in the history and legend of Kassidy Heart as I continue to set myself apart from everyone here and make an already-wide gap all the more bigger. The only thing that gets me mildly excited is that our match is inside Red Wallz, the same match I won in at Pain for Pride in order to capture this championship. It’ll be fun dismantling Camille even more than I did at King of Elite simply off of that fact alone. :wow: Other than that? This feels like a usual day at the office for me. She’s no real threat, at least not anymore.
Kassidy Heart: She’s not a record breaker. She’s not a record setter. She’s no longer the one who is setting the pace for this place or any division of any kind. EAW is not going to crumble should she disappear and actually be smart for once in her life by not returning at all. She was able to cultivate a career for herself, but it has since been eclipsed and surpassed by many people better than her, including me. House of Glass will be a testament to that, and that is all I can say. My priority lies in becoming a dual champion and further solidifying the fact that no one can best me. Ms. Extreme will know that, as after her? It will be POTARA. Holly and Harper will be in for a rude awakening.
Michael Belfort: You certainly are focused about beating POTARA, especially given the escalating tension between you two teams. POTARA has been on quite the roll and have set the division ablaze—
Kassidy Heart: Ahahaha! Seriously? Them? Is that how you see it?
(Michael grows quiet.)
Kassidy Heart: Gosh, if I knew those two were going to somehow delude everyone here that they are a big deal as a team, Sienna and I would’ve tried to go after them a lot sooner. But sure enough, we got caught up in our own respective issues with Bethany and Cameron, and that paved the way for those two girls cosplaying as genuine Elitists to think that they somehow should or will be part of the conversation for greatest tag teams in EAW history. It’s pathetic. They’ve been able to coast on for so long because we had our own issues we had to handle. Now that we’ve nipped those in the bud, Sienna and I are going to end them. Holly and Harper can brag about how quickly they’ve been able to ascend as a team, but before them, it was us. Sienna and I are only, like, the greatest tag team ever and we have a tag team of the decade award to back that claim up — an award that was given to us when we were only a team for about a thirty two months at that point. A little over a year. We were able to do that by beating teams who were of actual note than has-beens or Elitists who were clearly never going to cut it. As far as I’m concerned, they’re desperately trying to be the second-coming of us and following in our footsteps. The only difference though is that Sienna and I are forces to be reckoned with together and separately. At least Harper has done something for herself, but Holly? All she has going for her is a win over Andrea in a forgettable Divide and Conquer match no one here brings up except for… well, her. :mjlol: And even with Harper, it didn’t take long for Sienna to eclipse her after she defeated her for this same championship.
Kassidy Heart: That’s what makes the Jaded Hearts special. By ourselves, not many people can touch us, but together? No other team can hold a candle to us. I can’t wait to knock those two petty bitches down with Sienna and take away their last shred of credibility. They’ve been able to prosper long enough without us in their way, but come Wicked Games, that is all about to end—
(Kassidy’s attention flickers over to the right as he words trail off. Storming in with red hair and an annoyed look would be none other than Ms. Extreme!)
Ms. Extreme: Oh, brother. Can you be any more arrogant? Who the fuck cares about POTARA??? I’m taking your Universal Women’s Championship and that’s what you should be more focused on, not them. However, for someone who wants to be a dual champion, you sure are making it more and more likely that won’t be the case. I told you last week, but trying to look past me won’t do you any good, Kassidy.
(Kassidy rolls her eyes.)
Kassidy Heart: Is that right?
Ms. Extreme: It is. You aren’t going to be beating me. You certainly aren’t going to treat this match as if it’s already a given for you. I told you before that you shouldn’t make the mistake on banking on our last encounter and acting as if this match is a given for you, but of course, Kassidy never listens. She’s in her own world, where she is the sole conqueror, and thinks she’s better than everyone else. It’s just so damn typical of you. Treating me as an afterthought isn’t smart at all. If anything, this should be the match you’re the most concerned about compared to the one at Wicked Games. You’re stepping into the ring with a woman who has literally made that championship what it is today, but of course, you’ll go down the petty route and act as if the only person who ever matters here is you.
(Kassidy narrows her eyes, but then, she looks over to Michael. She grabs him by the wrist, stretching his mic out towards Ms. Extreme. Belfort lets out a yelp, partially out of fear, and partially out of genuine pain coursing through his limb.)
Kassidy Heart: Well, it’s quite clear you’re hurt about me getting all of the attention and spotlight as a legitimate and actually-relevant world champion. :wow: Care to share your thoughts on how you feel about being upstaged by me, Camille?
(Camille looks back and forth between the microphone and Kassidy. She shoved Kassidy’s hand away, freeing Michael from her tightened grip. She takes it upon herself to take the microphone from him though and steps several spaces forward, getting right near Kassidy’s face.)
Ms. Extreme: Of course. I’m sick and tired of an arrogant bitch like you thinking you rub this place. I am sick and tired of you thinking that you are ahead of me in any way. I am sick and tired of you always being a hypocrite and complaining that no real challenges stand before you, but when they do, your first instinct is to belittle them in any way you see fit. The fact of the matter is that I am that challenge for you. I am the biggest challenge you are going to be facing all season long in fact.
(Kassidy chuckles. However, it quickly stops the moment Camille is an inch away from her. The two women narrow, damn near cutting into each other with their sharp, piercing glares.)
Ms. Extreme: Don’t laugh at me, you condescending, flippant bitch. At the end of the day, my name is forever tied to that title. Not yours. I meant it when I said that you were playing catch up with me, and guess what, sweetheart? You won’t be afforded the chance to catch up to me or even bypass me. I’ve wasted enough of my time being ensnared with corrupt management and all sorts of crap, but now? I get to truly focus on my career, I get to be a world champion again, and I get to beat you too on route to accomplishing that and more. It’s going to be even more satisfying than if I had beaten you back at King of Elite. Whatever goals you have of becoming a double champion will not come to fruition. I get to crush you and do so in a match that’s supposed to be your speciality.
(Camille flashes a dangerous, sly smirk.)
Ms. Extreme: And a match you made history in. Talk about a full circle moment, hm?
(Kassidy eyes her.)
Kassidy Heart: Ain’t gonna happen. Not by a longshot. You’re somehow a lesser threat to me than how you were when we met up months back inside the ring.
Ms. Extreme: I guess we’ll see if that’s true then. However, if my opinion counts for anything? I’ve already proven that. You’re the one who doesn’t want to wake up and accept that reality, but it’s fine. I’m going to give you the biggest wake-up call of your career yet next weekend, and when I become the only legitimate two-time champion in that title’s history? Then we’ll see who’ll be crying about who’s oppressing who.
Kassidy Heart: … Hm. Alright then, Camille. We’ll see.
(There’s a frigid tension in the air, mainly in part from Kassidy. Her mind is working, as if she were ready to snap back, but the champion doesn’t. She offers one last look at Ms. Extreme before she walks away, intentionally brushing her shoulder against her. Camille whips around, almost ready to fight… but she stops herself short of attacking.)
(She closes her eyes and sighs. Then, she hands the microphone back over to Michael. He looks wide-eyed.)
Michael Belfort: … Wow. That was intense.
(He clears his throat and regains his composure. He rubs his wrist.)
Michael Belfort: Since you’re here, Ms. Extreme, it would only make sense to ask you about how you’re feeling heading into House of Glass.
Ms. Extreme: Well, I’m determined to beat Kassidy. That much is clear. She wants to overlook me and think that this is going to be a cakewalk for her, but she couldn’t be more wrong. I’m the last person anyone on this goddamn roster should underestimate, but you know what? I’m not going to moan about that. If Kassidy wants to gas up her already-big head about this, then so be it. I’ll get the last laugh over her, and it’ll be even more impactful considering the stakes that are involved. I beat her at her own game and remind her that I was the one who made that championship matter in the long run.
(Ms. Extreme starts to form a smirk of her own.)
Ms. Extreme: Trust me — POTARA is going to be the least of her worries.
(And it is there where Ms. Extreme heads off. Michael watches on, still tending to his wrist.)
Michael Belfort: Ow. Did she really have to do that?
(From there, Dynasty fades to ringside where the main event is set to kick off.)
(Friday Night Dynasty comes back to a shot of the arena as Stephie Love is seen standing at the center of the ring, microphone in hand as she is ready to announce the final match on hand here tonight!)
Stephie Love: The following TAG TEAM MATCH is a contest scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘Leaving Caladan’ by Hans Zimmer begins to blast through the speakers as the crowd gives a mostly negative reaction, the camera going over to the stage to show Andre Walker as he makes his way out from the backstage area, Ronan Malosi energetically following behind him. He raises his ones in the air as he jumps up and down, showing excitement for their tag team match here tonight, yelling words of encouragement his way. Andre does not seem to be focused on that though, instead looking straight toward the ring as he then begins to make his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first… the team of RONAN MALOSI AND ANDRE WALKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(‘Tot Musica’ by Ado is then heard following that, with the crowd roaring in approval for the Unified Tag Team Champions as POTARA are seen making their way out. Harper Lee and Holly Arrow both have their respective titles in hand, as they raise it up for everyone to see. They have an unmatched level of confidence here tonight as they look toward the ring. The two of them look toward one another, giving nods before fist bumping, as they then begin to make their way down the ramp from there.)
Stephie Love: And their opponents… they are the EAW UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! Harper Lee and Holly Arrow… POTARA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: The bell has rung, signaling that this main event match is officially underway! Ronan Malosi has insisted to start for his corner, with Andre Walker having no problem obligating to that, and on the other hand it seems POTARA has come to an agreement, given their history, that Harper Lee starts the match alongside him.
(Ronan innocently approaches the center of the ring, holding his hands up to prove that he’s not in the business of any dirty tricks. He converses with an unconvincing Harper, before nodding his head.)
Flannery McCoy: Ronan… drops down to his knees? It looks like he wants to be on “equal footing” with Harper, and he’s insisting now the two of them lock up.
Jake Mercer: Look at The König! So fair and respectful, who could hate this guy man-
Stew-O: OH! HARPER KNEES RONAN IN THE FACE, COMPLETELY TAKING HIM OUT! THAT IS DEFINITELY NOT HOW RONAN EXPECTED THIS TO GO!
(Ronan falls backward into his own corner again, startled by this sudden attack by Harper. He looks over to see an annoyed Andre leaning his arms against the ropes, as he tells Ronan he doesn’t have the time for him to play around, to which Ronan quickly nods his head and puts a serious face on, ready to actually start this match.)
Flannery McCoy: RONAN RUNS FORWARD AND SWINGS A PUNCH AT HARPER- But Harper sees it coming a mile away as she manages to duck under, BEFORE TURNING AROUND AND CONNECTING WITH A SPIN KICK TO THE ABDOMEN OF RONAN! Ronan doubles over and tries to recover, BUT BEFORE HE CAN, HARPER GRABS HIM BY THE HEAD BEFORE FOLLOWING THAT UP WITH A SNAP DDT! Ronan is spiked down onto the canvas as he’s splayed out on his back, WITH HARPER CLOSING IT OFF BY LEAPING INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTING WITH A LEAPING FOOT STOMP TO THE CHEST TO TAKE THE AIR OUT OF HIS LUNGS!
Jake Mercer: Not the start that Ronan wanted in this match at all, as Harper then proceeds to snatch him by the head and heave him up to his feet. She drags a dazed Ronan to the corner, presumably looking to tag in her partner Holly Arrow…
(TAG!)
Stew-O: WHICH SHE DOES! Holly is tagged in as she quickly enters the ring, both of them grabbing Ronan and sending him to the opposite side of the ring with an Irish whip… AS THEY LEAP UP INTO THE AIR AND CONNECT WITH A DOUBLE DROPKICK TO TAKE RONAN OUT! Holly has the offense in her corner now as she grabs Ronan and brings him up to his feet, once again grabbing him by the arm as she sends him toward one of the empty corners, running toward him… AS SHE GOES FOR A HUGE CLOTHESLINE TO HIS HEAD-
Flannery McCoy: BUT THAT DOESN’T CONNECT, RONAN MOVING OUT OF THE WAY JUST IN TIME! Holly collides with the turnbuckles, temporarily dazed as she turns herself around, BUT BEFORE SHE CAN DO ANYTHING, RONAN GRABS A HOLD OF HER AND CONNECTS WITH A SNAP POWERSLAM TO TAKE HER DOWN! Ronan hooks the leg and tries for an early pin attempt after connecting with the move!
OOONNNEEE!!!
Jake Mercer: While it would have been perfect for the match to end like that, Holly kicks out before a two count! Holly sits up and tries to get back up to her feet, but Ronan is right on her as he grabs a hold of her by the head and locks in a chinlock! The resthold is applied and Holly, who finds herself in a tough spot, gasps for air and does what she can to push herself up to her feet. Ronan is shouting and mocking POTARA, but he won’t be able to do that for long as Holly is beginning to find her footing and slowly get herself up to a vertical base! Ronan tries to drop his weight and keep her down, but Holly is up, AS SHE RUNS HIM BACKWARD AND SLAMS HIM SPINE FIRST AGAINST ONE OF THE TURNBUCKLES TO FORCE HIM TO RELEASE THE HOLD!
(TAG!)
Stew-O: BUT WHAT SHE DOESN’T SEE IS THAT ANDRE WALKER HAS REACHED OUT AND TAGGED HIMSELF INTO THE MATCH! The Kaiser enters the ring while Holly staggers away, CONNECTING WITH A HUGE CLOTHESLINE TO HER FACE TO TAKE HER DOWN TO THE MAT! Holly is taken right back down, and Andre does not waste anytime mounting on top of her and beginning to rain punches down on his skull! This is not what Holly anticipated to happen at all, and Andre is looking to take advantage of the attack as he brings himself back up, keeping a hold of the head of Holly while he does so… LAUNCHING HER THROUGH THE AIR AND SENDING HER TUMBLING DOWN TO THE CANVAS WITH A BIEL THROW!
Flannery McCoy: Holly takes a hard landing, but quickly gets back up to her feet as she uses the ropes to fall backward against the corner and prop himself up. Andre does not waste any time as he quickly approaches her, FOLLOWING IT UP WITH REPEATED CLOTHESLINES TO THE FACE OF HOLLY! Holly is trying her best to fight back, but we know exactly the type of Elitist that Andre Walker is-
Jake Mercer: THE BEST ELITIST IN THE ENTIRE COMPANY!
Flannery McCoy: Yeah… Andre steps back, allowing Holly to make her way out of the corner. She manages to keep herself upward at the center of the ring, AS ANDRE RUSHES FORWARD AND GOES FOR A CLOTHESLINE TO THE BACK OF HER HEAD- BUT HOLLY DUCKS UNDER THAT! Andre stumbles forward but quickly turns around, ONLY TO BE CAUGHT WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD BY HOLLY! Andre is on spaghetti legs as Holly then proceeds to run to the ropes and back… CONNECTING WITH A BASEMENT DROPKICK TO HIS KNEECAPS TO TAKE HIM DOWN!
Jake Mercer: My Kaiser manages to stay afloat in the face of some tough offense, landing on his knees and looking to reprimand Holly for what she has done! BUT UNFORTUNATELY THAT IS GOING TO HAVE TO WAIT AS HOLLY LAUNCHES HERSELF INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTS WITH A INAZUMA LEG LARIAT TO THE BEAUTIFUL FACE OF ANDRE WALKER! Holly drops down and hooks the leg, trying to go for the pin on my Kaiser!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Stew-O: BUT ANDRE KICKS OUT BEFORE THREE! Holly is right back up to her feet and she has her eyes on the prize, and I think she knows what she wants to go for here! She takes a step back and falls against the ropes, waiting patiently for Andre to slowly begin to rise back up. It’s not long before the former World Heavyweight Champion begins to get up to a knee, and Holly has her eyes on the prize…
Flannery McCoy: AS SHE RUSHES FORWARD AND GOES FOR ‘PISTOL KISS’! THE STEP-UP AXE KICK TO THE BACK OF ANDRE’S HEAD!
Jake Mercer: YES! ANDRE MANAGES TO SHIFT HIS BODY AND LIFT HOLLY UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS INTO A POWERBOMB POSITION! HE THEN PROCEEDS TO DRIVE HER DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH AN ABSOLUTELY VICIOUS SITOUT POWERBOMB!
Stew-O: BUT HOLLY SLIPS OUT! ANDRE TAKES A SWING- BUT HOLLY DUCKS UNDER AS SHE SETS HIM UP…
Flannery McCoy: CONNECTING WITH ‘THE EMPEROR’S TIME’! RIPCORD LARIAT TO THE HEAD OF ANDRE!
Jake Mercer: IT CONNECTS! BUT ANDRE ABSORBS THE BLOW AS HE LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTS WITH A SUPERMAN PUNCH TO THE SKULL!
(Both Andre and Holly collapse down to the ground, and they’re both reaching out to try and get the tag out. Ronan and Harper are anxious to get back into this match, and it seems like they’re closer and closer to making that happen…)
(TAG!)
(TAG!)
Stew-O: HARPER IS TAGGED IN! RONAN IS TAGGED IN! Both of them waste no time stepping into the ring, AND IMMEDIATELY HARPER RUSHED FORWARD AND CLIPS RONAN ACROSS THE FACE WITH A RUNNING BIG BOOT! Ronan drops down to a knee while Harper then proceeds to turn around and run the ropes and back… FOLLOWING THAT UP WITH A KNEE TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!
Flannery McCoy: Harper waits anxiously for Ronan to get back up to his feet, which he does after sometime, to which she quickly runs to the ropes and back… BEFORE SPINNING AROUND AND USING THE MOMENTUM TO NAIL RONAN WITH A BIG DISCUS LARIAT!
Jake Mercer: BUT RONAN IS QUICK ON HIS FEET AS HE TURNS AND GRABS HARPER INTO A ‘VERTIGO’! DEEP SIX TO HARPER TO TAKE HER OUT!
Stew-O: BUT HARPER FLIPS OUT OF IT BEFORE IT CAN HAPPEN! Harper kicks him in the abdomen…
Flannery McCoy: BEFORE LEAPING INTO THE AIR AND GOING FOR ‘THE RUMBLING’! SUNSET FLIP BOMB TO TAKE RONAN OUT!
Jake Mercer: BUT RONAN RECOVERS JUST IN TIME TO GRAB HARPER AND LIFT HIM OVER HIS HEAD WITH A BACK BODY DROP! Ronan falls back against one of the corners, cocking his fist for some reason as he awaits Harper to get back up to her feet…
Stew-O: LEAPING INTO THE AIR AND NAILING HIM WITH A SUPERMAN PUNCH! THE SUPERMAN PUNCH CONNECTS ALA HIS TAG TEAM PARTNER ANDRE WALKER! Ronan has Harper in his sights as he then looks to set her up…
Ronan Malosi: (Off-Mic) OOOOOOOWAHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Andre Walker: :roman:!!!
Flannery McCoy: RONAN IS GOING FOR ‘HUNGER ON HILLSIDE’! HE’S LOOKING TO CONNECT WITH ANDRE’S PATENTED RUNNING SPEAR!
Jake Mercer: NO! HOW DARE SHE! HARPER SPINS OUT OF IT! Ronan skids down to the ground and gets right back up to her feet, JUST FOR HARPER TO LEAP INTO THE AIR AND CONNECT WITH A KNEE TO THE FACE TO SEND RONAN BACK AGAINST ONE OF THE CORNERS! Ronan rebounds, AS HE RUNS FORWARD AND USES THE MOMENTUM TO ATTEMPT A CLOTHESLINE TO THE HEAD-
Stew-O: BUT HARPER DUCKS UNDER THAT, GRABBING A HOLD OF THE WRIST AND SPINNING RONAN AROUND BEFORE BOOTING HIM IN THE FACE! Ronan is on spaghetti legs now as Harper keeps a hold of the wrist, FOLLOWING THAT UP WITH A SECOND BOOT- BUT RONAN MANAGES TO GRAB HER LEG WITH HIS FREE HAND JUST IN TIME, PULLING HER IN AND GOING FOR A SHORT-LEG CLOTHESLINE!
Flannery McCoy: BUT HARPER MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER IT AS SHE THEN PROCEEDS TO ROLL HIM UP!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTTHHHHH-
Jake Mercer: BUT RONAN KICKS OUT! Both of them are back up to their feet, as Harper rushes toward him and grabs him by the arm, sending him toward the corner of POTARA! Ronan is backed up as Harper rushes toward him, CONNECTING WITH A HUGE SPLASH THAT HITS RONAN HARD…
(TAG!)
Stew-O: BEFORE TAGGING IN HOLLY ARROW! Holly enters the ring as Harper connects with a Snapmare to Ronan toward the center of the ring, both running to opposite sides of the ring… AS HARPER CONNECTS WITH A PENALTY KICK TO THE CHEST AND HOLLY FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A SLIDING LARIAT THAT CRUSHES RONAN BETWEEN THEM! They aren’t done either as Harper rolls out onto the apron and Holly brings him up, dragging him back toward their corner…
(TAG!)
Flannery McCoy: AS HARPER IS TAGGED IN! Holly kicks Ronan in the kneecap and drops him down to a kneeling position, while on the other hand, Harper enters into the ring, and both of them grab them by the wrist…
Jake Mercer: CONNECTING WITH ‘SHINING RAID’! DOUBLE WRISTLOCK KNEE STRIKE CONNECTS AND HARPER DROPS DOWN AND HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE PIN!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
Stew-O: NO! WAIT JUST A MINUTE! ANDRE ENTERS INTO THE RING AND BREAKS UP THE PIN! Holly is on the apron, AS ANDRE RUNS FORWARD AND KNOCKS HER OFF OF THE APRON! While on the other hand Harper quickly gets back up, BUT NOT BEFORE ANDRE CONNECTS WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE TO TAKE HER DOWN! Andre then grabs a hold of the wrist of a limp Ronan and drags him over toward their corner, and it seems like he’s making sure to take matters into his own hands…
(TAG!)
Flannery McCoy: AS ANDRE TAGS HIMSELF INTO THE MATCH! Ronan drops down and rolls out of the ring, as Andre quickly approaches Harper and does not waste anytime beginning to send strikes to her face! Harper is met with some hard blows that she is forced to retaliate against, as Andre presses her against the ropes and sends her to the opposite side of the ring… AS HE LIFTS HER OFF THE GROUND AND CONNECTS WITH A BACK BODY DROP!
Jake Mercer: Hard impact as it’s The Kaiser who finds himself on top in this match, as he turns around and grabs a hold of Harper once again, but before he can do anything, Harper doesn’t have any quit in her as she begins to send strikes his way now! Andre is met with some hard strikes, but quickly stops the offense in its tracks as he grabs her by the head and drives his knee into her abdomen! Harper doubles over while Andre then proceeds to run to the ropes and back… JUST FOR HARPER TO CATCH HIM AS HE LEAPS UP ON HIS SHOULDERS AND TAKES HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A HURRICANRANA!
Stew-O: Andre is dropped but quickly tries to get himself back up, as he crawls toward one of the empty corners and grabs a hold of the turnbuckles to begin to get back up to his feet. Harper has her eyes set on him now, as she looks to make sure that the pressure stays on and that she can continue to deliver offense. HARPER RUSHES TOWARD ANDRE AND GOES FOR A HIGH KNEE TO THE FACE WHILE HE’S BACKED UP AGAINST THE CORNER!
Flannery McCoy: BUT ANDRE GOES UNDER AND LIFTS HARPER OVER THE TOP ROPE INSTEAD! Harper lands on the apron as Andre turns around and goes for a swing, BUT INSTEAD HARPER LIFTS UP AND CONNECTS WITH A KICK TO THE FACE WHICH SENDS ANDRE BACKWARD! Harper then turns and uses the turnbuckle padding to climb up to the top rope, positioning herself while Andre turns around… AND HARPER LEAPS OFF BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A DIVING CROSSBODY TO ANDRE!
Jake Mercer: BUT HARPER GETS CAUGHT IN MID AIR BY ANDRE WITH A HUGE SUPERMAN PUNCH!
(Harper is completely dropped down to the mat, eyes widened as Andre catches her with a picture perfect counter. Andre then gets back up to his feet, falling back against the corner as he grabs a hold of the ropes, yelling at Harper to get back up to her feet so that he can finish this match off…)
Stew-O: ANDRE IS SPRINTING TOWARD AN UNBEKNOWNST HARPER! IT’S TIME!
Flannery McCoy: ‘HUNGER ON HILLSIDE’! SPEAR!
Jake Mercer: BUT HARPER LEAPFROGS OVER IT! HARPER AVOIDS IT JUST IN TIME AND TURNS AROUND JUST AS ANDRE IS GETTING UP…
Stew-O: CONNECTING WITH THE ‘DRAGON FIST’! RIGHT HOOK DROPS ANDRE DOWN TO THE GROUND!
(Harper manages to keep herself up, shaking her head as she grabs a hold of Andre by the hair and slowly begins to drag him back up. Harper drags her toward the corner, while an eager Holly knows what’s coming next, and is more than willing to end this match off to the dismay of Ronan on the opposite side of the ring, who can’t believe what is happening right now.)
(TAG!)
Flannery McCoy: HOLLY IS TAGGED IN! Holly enters into the ring while Harper drags Andre toward the ropes, sending him to the opposite side of the ring for an Irish whip, I think it’s time…
Jake Mercer: AS HOLLY LIFTS ANDRE INTO THE FLAPJACK, HARPER FOLLOWS THAT WITH THE DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER! ‘SKILL ISSUE’ CONNECTS, AND HOLLY QUICKLY DROPS DOWN AND GOES FOR THE PIN WHILE HOLLY SPRINTS FORWARD AND KNOCKS RONAN OFF OF THE APRON BEFORE HE CAN REACT! HOLLY HOOKS THE LEG ON ANDRE, NO WAY! NO WAY!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
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Stew-O: WAIT! WAIT! SOMEONE JUST GRABBED THE REFEREE BY THE ANKLE AND PULLED HIM OUT OF THE RING!
(The referee is yanked straight out of the ring as he looks up in astonishment at what happened to the perpetrator.)
Flannery McCoy: SIENNA JADE! SIENNA JUST PULLED THE REFEREE OUT OF THE RING AND THE JADED HEARTS HAVE STRUCK YET AGAIN!
(Holly can’t believe what she’s seeing right now, and there’s nothing that she can do about it considering Sienna is outside the ring arguing with the referee. Harper is trying to comprehend what is happening on the apron, before…)
Jake Mercer: KASSIDY! KASSIDY HEART JUST JUMPED THE BARRICADE AND SMASHED THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP AGAINST THE KNEECAP OF HARPER AS SHE SENT HER TUMBLING OFF OF THE APRON! THE REFEREE CAN’T SEE IT AS SHE’S OCCUPIED WITH SIENNA! HOLLY HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO ROLL OUT OF THE RING AND DEFEND HER PARTNER…
Stew-O: ‘DEATH-RO’! ‘DEATH-RO’! RONAN JUST TURNED HOLLY AROUND AND CONNECTED WITH THE END OF DAYS!
(Ronan turns and yells at Andre, who is recovering, telling him to take advantage of the situation while he looks around at all the chaos inside the ring. Andre gets back up to the ring as Ronan grabs Holly and picks her up, rolling out of the ring and circling around Harper to keep her at bay while she’s grabbing her knee in agony.)
Flannery McCoy: ‘HUNGER ON HILLSIDE’! THE SPEAR TO HOLLY ARROW CONNECTS! SIENNA SLITHERS OFF AS THE REFEREE LOOKS BACK IN THE RING AND SEES ANDRE ON TOP OF HOLLY IN A PIN ATTEMPT! HE SLIDES BACK IN AND STARTS THE COUNT!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Leaving Caladan’ begins to blast through the speakers of the arena as a disheveled Andre Walker is seen pulling himself off of the body of Holly Arrow. He looks toward the corner, with Ronan Malosi being seen leaning against the turnbuckles with the biggest smile in the world on his face. Andre makes his way up to his feet, as before the referee can make his way over, Ronan shoves him away and raises Andre’s arm up in victory instead.)
Stephie Love: Here are your winners… THE TEAM OF RONAN MALOSI AND ANDRE WALKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: YES! BLESS THE JADED HEARTS, THEY KNEW WHAT THEY NEEDED TO DO! THEY NEEDED TO MAKE ROOM FOR THE REAL WINNERS! AND THAT IS THE KAISER AND HIS RIGHT-HAND MAN! THIS IS AMAZING!
Stew-O: Well The Jaded Hearts have promised these past couple weeks that POTARA’s actions would not go without consequences, and they have set out to prove that they are more than just the average Tag Championship defense in their book. They swiped the carpet right from under them and gave POTARA their FIRST tag team loss in Gawd knows how long.
Flannery McCoy: The time was just right, and in the end it was Andre and Ronan who could have their hands raised in victory. Could victories against Cy Henderson and Jake Smith be in their future next week? That remains to be seen, but right now the night belongs to them and it is well deserved. Congratulations to them on their victory!
(Kassidy and Sienna are seen making their way up the ramp, looking back at the ringside area to an absolutely irate POTARA who are still trying to grasp what just happened tonight. Both members of The Jaded Hearts make title gestures around their waist as they disappear through the backstage area. Andre can’t help but nod his head at the impressive work that Ronan showed today, with Ronan just delighted that he helped his Kaiser to a victory. Ronan raises a one in the air, as Andre raises his hand in victory, as it’s the last shot seen before…)
Stew-O: ‘STARMAKER’ TO RONAN MALOSI!
Jake Mercer: NO! NO! NO!
Flannery McCoy: JAKE SMITH IS HERE! ANDRE IS ABSOLUTELY BESIDE HIMSELF AFTER WHAT HAPPENED EARLIER IN THE NIGHT AS HE SWINGS A PUNCH AT JAKE!
Stew-O: BUT JAKE LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND FOLLOWS UP WITH A SECOND ‘STARMAKER’! THIS TIME TO ANDRE!
Jake Mercer: THIS HEATHEN!!!
(Jake Smith quickly rolls out of the ring, a smirk on his face as he backtracks up the ramp. He holds up three fingers, one signifying the ‘Starmaker’ he hit Albert Hitchman with before this, and two more for the ones he just nailed Andre and Ronan with. The referee quickly slides into the ring to check on both of them, as the last shot seen is Jake spreading his arms out and basking in the glory of what he considers a successful night, as Friday Night Dynasty from there fades out to elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for House of Glass, promoting the grudge match between Jake Smith and Andre Walker.)
(Dynasty returns from the final commercial break of the evening. ‘Clash of Gods’ by Norihito Sumitomo plays throughout the arena, and the fans buzz in anticipation for the ever-popular and familiar World Heavyweight Champion. It’s almost as if their excitement draws him out as his presence is made known on the stage. Bronson looks over the thousands of faces cheering him on. It’s an almost dizzying sight for anyone unfamiliar with such a jubilant reaction. However, as much as the EAW faithful greet him with a smile, his own is absent from his face. He stands there, steely-eyed, and a frown apparent that he couldn’t hide it even if he wanted to do so. His eyes then fall down to the championship he has on his shoulder.)
(He sighs and shakes his head.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing at this time… He is the EAW World Heavyweight Champion…. BROOOOOOOOOOONSOOOOOOOOOOOOOON DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELS!!!
Jake Mercer: BAHAHAHAHAHA! Look at his face! Oh, someone sure is mad tonight! Or perhaps he’s worried that the writing is on the wall for his little Cinderella fairytale?
Stew-O: Mad could be applied here. Frustration, annoyance, what have you. It is a bit uncharacteristic since Bronson often comes out here smiling or, at the very least, not looking as if something has bothered him. Still, given the events of last week’s Dynasty, there could be a good reason for the champion’s demeanor.
(Bronson makes his way down the ramp. As he heads towards the ring, the screen enters a split-view showcasing a replay of the closing moments of last week’s main event match: Bronson is on the outside trying to recover before he’s taken out by Andre Walker. However, the referee doesn’t see this as they are caught up with King Koda, Albert Hitchman and Ronan Malosi distracting them. Andre hops on the apron, capturing the attention of Jake Smith. Jake rushes at him but Andre avoids him and SOSA seeks to take advantage of it. Jake tries to go for his ‘Starkiller’ finisher, but Andre slides in, decks him with the world heavyweight championship, and leaves, allowing SOSA to get the pin and the win for him and Ronan.)
Flannery McCoy: Yeah, really shady work there by Andre and his camp. It was all part of a plan because Bronson and Jake did come close to winning last week, and they sought to ensure they wouldn’t get the better of Ronan and SOSA.
Jake Mercer: Oh, come on. What’s so shady about it? They were a step ahead of those two and did what was necessary to win!
(The replay ends. The screen goes back to normal. Bronson has entered the ring with a microphone in hand. His theme fades. He takes a moment to gather himself and his thoughts before speaking, getting straight to the point.)
Bronson Daniels: I don’t think I have felt this frustrated in a long, long time. I won’t sugarcoat anything or add any sort of fluff to how I’m feeling right now. I’ve done my best to remain calm and keep it pushing because this is EAW, after all. Chaos is always bound to ensue at some point. The odds have been stacked against me since I won this championship because even though I proved that I was more than capable of being a world champion, there are people who don’t think I deserve to be one. They see me as someone who shouldn’t be in this position, from Kensingten and Richard to even Andre Walker. I’ve only been a champion for barely two months, and I have three defenses underneath my belt already. I’ve dealt with the odds and shady stuff; I’ve been able to make good of a disadvantageous situation, but week after week, it’s more drama and chaos, and it all came to a head last week.
(Bronson sighs, shaking his head.)
Bronson Daniels: I didn’t think that SOSA Henderson would grow to be this massive thorn in my side, but sure enough, he has. And I must say, it’s… disappointing, to say the least. I had been looking forward to facing him at least because I understand his hunger in wanting to reclaim his spot at the top. Given how he had been screwed already – once with the whole Interwire championship debacle and again after not being initially rewarded for his efforts at Territorial Invasion – I figured this could’ve been just a competitive affair between us. I never expected him to go to the lengths he did and become a pawn in this screwed-up game of chess. He spoke with so much certainty and renewed vigor when he returned. It almost reminded me of how I was when I returned to EAW a year ago. I sympathized with him on some level. He was willing to do what he could to re-establish his name, and you know what? I respected it. I wasn’t gonna knock him for that. However, I will knock him for his antics and him now pretty much leeching off of Andre to try and recapture the spotlight.
Bronson Daniels: I guess Elitists can get desperate at times, but… I don’t know. I guess I thought that SOSA would’ve known better. I thought he could find his way by himself, building back up to being that world title-caliber talent, but he’s not that. It’s baffling. With everything that unfolded last week, SOSA has shown he is willing to do whatever it takes to become a champion, even if it means he ruins his own reputation in the process. I’m not here t be the moral police, granted, but sometimes, it’s better to do things in a way where your own pride can still be intact. SOSA is banking on winning at House of Glass, thinking that he’ll be able to beat me and how he sent a message last week, but all he really did was back himself into a corner now. I am not in the camp of losing to him. With all the shenanigans and how truly frustrated I am about everything, the last thing I want is to lose the world heavyweight championship to him. Still, if he manages to beat me, if he is able to walk out of Saitama, Japan as the better man… he isn’t going to be let off the hook that easily. Andre and Albert said that they didn’t want me to be the champion, right? I’ve heard what he’s said about me this week, too, about how I’m a loser and how it’s embarrassing I’m even champion. They want to make sure this title isn’t on my hands anymore, but not out of the kindness of their own hearts and seeing others succeed.
(The fans pay attention, wondering what Bronson could be hinting at.)
Bronson Daniels: … maybe I’ll come across as crazy for what I’m about to say next, but bear with me. It’s clear that in spite of all of Andre’s talk about growing and being hungrier more than ever before, he still has a bitter taste in his mouth about how I was able to beat him at Pain for Pride. He hides it underneath his calm, methodical facade, but in reality? He can’t deal with the fact that someone he viewed to be lesser than himself time after time again was able to beat him and put a dent into his plans for a comeback. I grew as a competitor. I showed I wasn’t the same Bronson Daniels that I was from seasons ago. I became the heart and soul of this show, and while I did fail at events like Road to Redemption, King of Elite, Grand Rampage, and others? Outside of those, I was a threat to be reckoned with in the ring. I have been undefeated in singles action ever since October 22 of last year, and for a guy who is all about his streaks and his dominance, not even he could’ve been the one to break that when we met in June. People will focus on the many battles Andre has beaten me in, but he has never beaten me in a Pain for Pride match. Twice now, I have had his number on the biggest stage, and it makes him sick. I am the only credible threat in his way, and he doesn’t want to deal with me again for this title.
Bronson Daniels: Call me crazy, a conspiracy theorist, whatever, but I’ll say it outright for the whole world to hear, and you can put my words to paper: Andre Walker wants to take the world heavyweight championship from anyone else but me because he knows I will beat him and he is scared of that.
(The crowd looks shocked at the bold assertion, but then, they cheer. And they get louder. Louder.)
(They think the same way, too.)
Jake Mercer: Okay, whoa whoa whoa, hold on. Did this moron really just say he thinks that Andre… 😂 as in, THE Andre Walker, is SCARED?? 😭😭 OF HIM?! 😭😂😭😂😭 In what world?! I think the Kaiser somehow got his brains to go flying when he took down Bronson with that spear, because that doesn’t make any sense!
Flannery McCoy: I don’t know… I think I see where Bronson may be coming from.
Jake Mercer: What?!
Stew-O: :lupe: It’s a bold thug to say, I will admit.
Jake Mercer: And don’t even me STARTED on the blatant disrespect he’s shown towards SOSA! How dare he? A pawn? He was just smart to not be like the rest of these simpletons trying to get on his bad side, and he is proof that the Gawd Contract can be used for good! When he wins the title, he and Andre are going to have the greatest title match in the history of this promotion, and they’ll continue to stick it to Bronson that has never and will never be him. Honestly, the nerve of this guy.
Flannery McCoy: Bronson could be overthinking, or perhaps he’s learned from experience how calculating Andre is.
Bronson Daniels: That’s honestly how I feel about this situation. This whole debacle with SOSA is just a convoluted and infuriating part in this grand attempt of trying to take me down. However, that isn’t going to happen. Many people here want me to fail, but I won’t give them that satisfaction. Not Andre, Kensingten or Richard.
(Bronson looks down at his championship, which already had some marks on it from all the times it’s been fought over and fought with.)
Bronson Daniels: … I came too far to fail now. I’m not going to let anyone else try and take this championship away from me. Regardless of their reasoning, who may be backing them or what have you, I took down three men who were all but eager to beat me but came up short. SOSA will be next. I’m not letting this championship that I’ve bled and cried over escape from my gra–
(Cutting through his words, ‘Faneto’ by Chief Keef blasts through the arena. A mixed reaction spurs from the fans. SOSA Henderson comes storming down with a microphone in hand and King Koda following suit. His music ultimately fades once he starts to speak.)
SOSA Henderson: Whoa, whoa, whoa, no! No! NO! This is not what we’re about to do! You think you can come on out here and talk all of that mess about me? Have you lost your damn mind? Who are you calling a pawn, Bronson? Newsflash, goofy: I was a world champion before you, so who do you think you are to fix your lips any which way and spit all over my name like that? Andre isn’t gping to be thinking of me as being lesser than him, especially when he was ultimately able to hear me out and give me this match against you.
(The irate Henderson slides into the ring, coming face-to-face with the champion. An intense stare-off ensues between the two.)
SOSA Henderson: That’s what you need to realize. Ain’t no pawns or people getting manipulated. I’m not even a part of his camp, dummy. He was able to see reason, and Albert said so himself that the contract could be used for good. That’s what they did. It doesn’t go any deeper than that, but you know what? We aren’t even going to dwell on that point any longer. You shouldn’t even be sweating over Andre, because you need to be sweating over me. I’m the one you’re facing, not him. Yet here you are, tryna look past me because you’re still obsessed about him. I don’t think he’s the one who is scared here, but I don’t need to cape for him; all I gotta do is cape for my own damn self, and I’m gonna be doing just that next weekend when I beat the breaks off of you and become a world champion again.
Bronson Daniels: It’s not about obsession. It’s about highlighting what is inevitable for you, SOSA. You’re going to fail either way. You make it past me, you get the championship – great. However, Andre isn’t going to step aside and allow you to get your moment of glory–
SOSA Henderson: Man, SHUT THE HELL UP ABOUT ANDRE WALKER!
(Bronson takes a step back. SOSA takes a deep breath, his grip tightening around the microphone.)
SOSA Henderson: You shouldn’t be worried about him. I’m the threat that stands in your way, not him. I’ve made sure that I would get in this spot no matter what, and now that I’m here, I’m not going to fail. You can cry and talk about disappointments all you want, but do you know what’s actually disappointing? The fact that you wanna spin this all around and make me seem like the bad guy all ‘cause I was screwed over and tried to do something about it. People wanna talk down on me as if I ain’t worth a damn no more, so now I’m intent on proving them wrong. You ain’t gotta like my methods, but they were necessary. They’ve helped me get my reward that should’ve BEEN given to me before Territorial Invasion. Imma make the most of them, too.
Bronson Daniels: No, you won’t. Not if I have anything to say about it.
SOSA Henderson: Oh, word? So you wanna be big and bold now, huh? But see, Bronson, it is about to over for you. I am gonna beat you. I’m taking your title, and ain’t a damn thing you can do about it. Oh, and the best part is that I’m gonna do it by myself. Glass Wallz is nothing but space and opportunity for me. You ain’t gonna be making any excuses about anyone tryna help me out or do this, that and the third when it’s all said and done.
Bronson Daniels: Excuses? Really? That’s what you want to call it? Okay, SOSA. You’re being absolutely delusional. Andre helped you out last week. You and Ronan were going to lose to me and Jake. You got by with luck, and–
SOSA Henderson: Aaaaand nothing! Again, stop having his name in your mouth! He doesn’t matter here! You need to concern yourself with me, but here you are yapping your mouth about someone who coulda been put the burner to your head if he really wanted to already. Instead, you gotta deal with me…
(SOSA does the fingers-gun and places it directly into Bronson’s forehead, disrespectful nudging him with it.)
SOSA Henderson: And I ain’t gonna miss, hoe.
(Bronson SLAPS his hand away. The two men closer to one another again.)
Bronson Daniels: Don’t do that.
SOSA Henderson: Hm? Don’t do what? Huh? What are YOU going to do? I’ll tell you what you’re gonna do: nothing. Not a god damn thing. Just like how you’ve been doing as world champion. Honestly, you have a lot of nerve to be playing with my name when your own reign ain’t even gonna be remembered when it’s all said and done. You wanna call me a pawn and act as if I’m some crony when I’m BULLETPROOF, and it’s all caps when you say that muhfuckin’ shit, bruh. Don’t play with me. I been that dude while you were busy getting whipped by the rest of the locker. I was an ACTUAL leader and ace for my brand while you were doing god knows what. But it’s always people like you who wanna act as if I ain’t been that dude.
(SOSA shakes his head.)
SOSA Henderson: A damn shame, really. I at least expected you to show me some respect.
Bronson Daniels: Whatever respect I had for you went out the window when you pulled off that stunt against me and Jake.
SOSA Henderson: Oh, boohoo. You know how this wrestling shit works. I still pinned your boy and handed you a loss, so what’s really good?
Bronson Daniels: You are… unreal, SOSA. Absolutely unreal. Like, you’re actually proud of this? Of how you even came to be my next challenger? You aren’t even going to consider the fact that things can go sideways for you even if you manage to beat me?
SOSA Henderson: No, I won’t, and I never will. Ain’t gotta worry about anything so long as I’m champion again.
(Bronson, defeated, lets out a sigh.)
Bronson Daniels: You’re a fool, SOSA.
SOSA Henderson: Yeah? And you’re a bitch–
(CRAAAAAAAAAACK!)
Stew-O: OH MY! SOSA WITH A SHOT WITH THE MICROPHONE! BRONSON STAGGERS BACK INTO THE ROPES!! SOSA CHARGES AT HIM AND STARTS TO WAIL OUT WITH PUNCHES!!
Jake Mercer: YESSSS! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! FIRST ANDRE WITH JAKE, AND NOW SOSA WITH BRONSON! OH, THIS IS THE BEST NIGHT EVER! GET HIM, SOSA! REMIND HIM WHO BIG SOSA REALLY IS!
Flannery McCoy: BRONSON IS STRIKING BACK, THOUGH! HE’S THROWING SHOTS TOWARDS SOSA’S MIDSECTION! OH MY GOD, NOW THEY’RE ON THE MAT JUST BASHING EACH OTHER IN THE FACE! THIS IS GOING TO GET UGLY!
Stew-O: THE TWO ROLL OUTSIDE, COMING TO A STAND! A STIFF KICK BY SOSA, FOLLOWED BY AN UPPERCUT PALM! BRONSON SPINS AND LANDS A KICK TO THE KNEE! SOSA DROPS TO ONE KNEE! BRONSON CHARGES, AND SLAMS INTO THE BARRICADE!
Jake Mercer: BANG! BANG! GO ON, SOSA! KEEP LANDING THOSE SHOTS TO THE RIBS! THERE YOU GO!
Flannery McCoy: THE FANS ARE WATCHING ON IN SHOCK AS THESE TWO BRAWL RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM! THEY CONTINUE TO PUNCH EACH OTHER, STRIKING EACH OTHER AS HARD AS THEY CAN!
(Bronson and SOSA continue their dance of carnage. However, the cameras capture the site of security racing down, scrambling forth so that they can get to both men!)
Stew-O: AND SECURITY IS HERE TO RESTORE ORDER! THEY GET IN BETWEEN BOTH MEN WHO ARE ABSOLUTELY HEATED AT THIS RATE! IT’S TAKING THREE, FOUR, FIVE OF THEM JUST TO PULL THEM APART!
Jake Mercer: NO! DARN IT! SOSA, COME ON, DO SOMETHING! YOU GOTTA GET TO BRONSON AND BATTER THAT PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A WORLD CHAMPION!
Flannery McCoy: WAIT A SECOND, WHAT IS KIND KODA DOING?!
(King Koda has the World Heavyweight Championship that was dropped amidst the fight. With chaos unfolding, he hides it behind his back. Bronson backs off after he calms down, frustrated, but willing to comply.)
(He looks around for the championship… But–)
(CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!)
Stew-O: THE TITLE! THE TITLE! KING KODA WAS ABLE TO TAKE IT, HAND IT OFF TO SOSA AND HE WAS ABLE TO BREAK THROUGH THE GUARDS TO CLOBBER BRONSON OVER THE HEAD WITH IT! DANIELS IS OUT COLD!
Jake Mercer: BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! BEAUTIFUL!!! OH, GOD BLESS KIND KODA! :blessed:
Flannery McCoy: SOSA FLATTENS BRONSON! JUST LIKE ANDRE DID WITH JAKE LAST WEEK!!
(SOSA grins and yells at the downed Bronson as security work to get him away from him.)
SOSA Henderson: (off-mic) YEAH! THIS IS MINE, BRONSON! MINE! I’M THAT DUDE, AND DON’T YOU FORGET IT!
(He raises the championship triumphantly over Bronson. King Koda joins his side, looking equally as pleased.)
Stew-O: AND WILL THIS BE A SIGHT WE’LL SEE REPLICATED NEXT WEEK IN JAPAN AT HOUSE OF GLASS?!
(Bronson doesn’t move. King Koda and SOSA Henderson stand tall. The World Heavyweight Championship remains in his grasp.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
