(EAW intro plays.)
(A recap of last week’s Dynasty is shown: Kassidy Heart and Sienna Jade’s unified tag team title celebration is spoiled by Sally, who shockingly mists Kassidy in the eyes. In the opening contest, the 420’s reunion continues strong as Jake Smith and Bronson Daniels are able to defeat Jay Jerry Johnson and Myles. SOSA Henderson, who was at ringside for the match, comes in and attacks Jake. Kensingten Calhoun-Astor and Richard Grant get lovey-dovey again before the cameraman interrupts. However, they compose themselves and announce that Ryan Wilson, Shinzo Sasaki and MITSU will be representing Dynasty in the CITV tournament. The cameraman is then shoved out of the office. Sally defeats LILITH. Cody Maverick comes out and cuts a promo calling out Michael Machina, wanting a chance at the New Breed championship before NOVA interrupts. They go back and forth before Michael appears and ultimately puts the two of them on notice, willing to fight time anytime and anyplace. Drake Armstrong defeats Jordan Narzikis. After the match, Drake tries to severely hurt Jordan, but Cy Henderson rushes in and makes the save. Xander Payne cuts a prom backstage about his feelings about DOMINION and how it was all a wasted effort on his part before Ryan Wilson comes in and attacks him, enacting revenge for the attacks he himself was subjected to by Xander’s hands. In the next match, BRAE defeats MITSU. Chris Elite catches up with Joso, trying to smooth things over, but things don’t go as planned. Rory Slate defeats Mia Santoro to make it to the Specialists Chamber match at Road to Redemption. KAI-ZEN show up in the ring and Ricky promises that a member of the team will be a CITV holder. Ronan Malosi defeats Theron Nikolas in controversial fashion. SOSA Henderson gives his thoughts about his Last Stand match against Chef Viz, saying he’s ready to get his revenge. Mig De Decker and Prince Tohru of KAI-ZEN are able to beat Ms. Extreme and Milli Banks after Ricky’s involvement and miscommunication between the two women. Andre Walker comes out and says he’ll be shifting his attention to Voltage where he’ll be going after Jamie O’Hara after their confrontation at Wicked Games. In the main event, Michael Machina is able to defeat Joso involving miscommunication between the latter and Chris Elite.)
(With last week’s events covered, the show switches over to the live broadcast of Friday Night Dynasty! Japan is over and done with, and EAW is back on US soil! Emanating live from the sold-out Beasley Coliseum in Pullman, Washington, the Dynasty fans are excited as can be. A beautiful display of red pyrotechnics dazzles the arena in a sparkling show of brilliance. The iconic sweeping overhead camera shot flies over the fans, who all look up, jump up and down, wave, yell, and chant, greeting any friends and family members at home and letting them know they are ready for a fun night of action! Afterward, the camera captures the Dynasty stage before we dissolve to a shot of Stew-O, Jake Mercer, and Flannery McCoy.)
Stew-O: Can you guys believe that we’re one month away from Road to Redemption?
Jake Mercer: Really? Just like that? Damn! That means we’re gonna be halfway done with season seventeen already!
Flannery McCoy: It truly is crazy to think about. It felt like yesterday when we were all here for the Draft Show, and in the blink of an eye, the year is almost over. :wow: Time sure does fly when you’re having a lot of fun.
Stew-O: It’s been quite the season so far, and with us now four weeks away from arguably the most pivotal event of the year, many Elitists are looking to end this portion of the year on a high note. At any rate, welcome EAW Universe to Friday Night Dynasty! Thank you for all of you who are watching us live! I am Stew-O, and as always, I am joined here by none other than Jake Mercer, and Flannery McCoy! We have quite the show head of us, wouldn’t you two agree?
Jake Mercer: Isn’t that the case every week? Dynasty is THE show in EAW for a reason! I mean, we’re gonna find out later tonight if Hans Grayson or Xander Payne will be the final person to qualify for the EAW World Heavyweight Championship chamber match at Road to Redemption! Not only that, but the Cash in the Vault tournament is in full swing! KAI-ZEN looks to solidify a final for themselves and guarantee that a member is able to secure the briefcase, but with Shinzo Sasaki and MITSU taking on Ryan Wilson and Donovan Duke respectively, it’s not going to be as simple of a task as they may envisioned!
Flannery McCoy: Speaking of KAI-ZEN, Prince Tohru looks to add on to the sweeping momentum he and Mig De Decker got by defeating Milli Banks and Ms. Extreme, and this time, it’s a rematch of House of Glass! He’s tasked with redeeming KAI-ZEN’s loss at that event as he takes on Chris Elite in a match that has been highly anticipated! As for Mig, he’ll be the first to try and get the KAI-ZEN sweep train going as he takes on a rising star in BRAE!
Stew-O: And there are many more matches to look forward to! LILITH versus AIRI Evergarden! Joso versus Drake Armstrong! And in our main event tonight, the New Breed Champion Michael Machina has his toughest match to date as he takes on Cy Henderson!
(‘Tupac Back’ by Meek Mill hits the air. A THUNDEROUS reaction pours from the fans as they cheer!)
Stew-O: AND SPEAK OF THE DEVIL, HE’S HERE!
(Cy Henderson comes out, with the fans firmly behind him. He takes a moment on the stage and looks out to them. He smiles, almost getting goosebumps from how loud the crowd were for him. He offers a simple wave and heads on down the ramp. As he walks, a relay appears on the screen: Drake Armstrong is about to severely injure a defenseless Jordan Narzikis with a chair. Before things can take a turn for the worst, Cy appears and rushes in for the save. The moment he gets in the ring, Drake retreats. Cy checks on Jordan while Drake glares at him.)
(The brief recap ends, and the attention is fully back on Cy who stands in the ring with a microphone. His music fades.)
Crowd: CY! CY! CY! CY!
(Cy gives a humble nod and smile.)
Cy Henderson: Thank you, everyone. Your enthusiasm is always appreciated. However, if you don’t mind, there is a few things I want to clear up. Last week, as you all saw, I came to help Jordan Narzikis out before Drake Armstrong could hurt him.
(The memory of that ugly image spurs some boos from the fans. Another nod from Cy, understanding exactly why the crowd felt that way.)
Cy Henderson: It… was concerning, I must say. Granted, this business isn’t kind. Never has been. We all willingly risk our livelihoods for whatever sort of purpose we seek through it, and in turn, we hurt each other to get what we want. Championships, wins, that sort of thing. Perhaps people want to make a statement, to bounce back, or show the world that they’re as serious as they can be when it comes to proving themselves to be the best. However, there is a difference between making a name for yourself, and going too far in trying to make a name for yourself. That’s what Drake did. He went too far, not to mention that it was completely useless for him to try and do that to another Elitist. He defeated Jordan. He got that win. There was nothing more he needed to prove. I just can never wrap my head around why people are intent on kicking those who are already down to prop themselves up, but I couldn’t stand to see Drake do that to someone when it was completely unwarranted.
Cy Henderson: I understand he isn’t the only one. EAW has become a bit lawless lately. We have the likes of KAI-ZEN and Devolution doing everything they can to establish their dominance be it here or on Showdown. We have Charlie Marr who is back to his old ways. There are many who seek to elevate, establish or even regain their glory all through the expense of oppressing the competition. Even before them, there have been countless individuals and groups who sought to reach the top of this promotion with an iron fist. I’ve seen it all. This is nothing new to me. However, I’m not the kind of person who will be passive. I will not be so naive as to think I can suddenly change the landscape of professional wrestling by my lonesome. There’s always going to be unsavory characters who will continue to reach the top by any means. However, I can at least stop those who wish to inflict harm on others with no rhyme or reason. I can at least stop those from thinking they can push around their weight with no consequences.
Cy Henderson: So, why did I come out to confront Drake Armstrong last week?
(He shrugs.)
Cy Henderson: I simply don’t like bullies.
(The fans cheer.)
Crowd: CY! CY! CY! CY!
Cy Henderson: … well, I’m glad to see all of you agree with me. I was worried you’d find my reasoning to be infantile at best. 😅
(Some of the audience members laugh, whilst Cy chuckles. However, a genuine look comes across his face.)
Cy Henderson: However, I meant what I said. If Drake wants to prove that he can be the best, then he can do that without trying to end someone’s career or embarrassing them. You don’t get the respect or attention you think you deserve that way. At the end of the day, you commend that respect in the ring. I understand that he may not like what I have to say, but honestly? I don’t care. It needs to be said. Still, if he wants to take issue with me intervening last week, then he can always tell me directly. At the very least, I’ll be able to fight back if need be. He—
???: SHUT UP!
Crowd: ???
Stew-O: :Lupe: Well, that’s not good.
(‘Pride and Arrogance’ hits. Drake Armstrong comes sauntering out, disgust coloring his face. He scoffs. Raising his hand, his theme song fades off. His attention is all on Cy.)
Drake Armstrong: Bully? Me? Seriously? Mr. Henderson, I don’t know which hole you crawled out of, but let me tell you this: you are not the law around here. You involved yourself in MY business because you thought that you could become relevant through my name, not out of the kindness of your own heart. I may be this despicable “bully”, but you know what? At least I don’t pretend to be something that I’m not.
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
(Cy raises a brow.)
Cy Henderson: I’m sorry, but… you think I came out to the ring last week because I wanted to be… relevant? Did you not hear what I just said?
Drake Armstrong: Oh, I heard you, and I think it is all one big FARCE! Let’s face it, Cy: You are not as big of a name as you once were. You spent your time having your issues with Viz and it ended up not working out. Then came Ronan, and while you did beat him, it didn’t exactly net you anything worthwhile, did it? So now, you want to build yourself up at MY expense, because as much as these people hate me…
(More boos seep out as Drake points towards them.)
Drake Armstrong: … I am a hot commodity here. I am the future of EAW, and it is all but inevitable that I will find my rightful place at the top.
Cy Henderson: Is that so? Then why not prove that such a fate is what awaits you rather than trying to go down this route and having an unnecessary chip on your shoulder? You’re not doing yourself any favors.
Drake Armstrong: And who are YOU to say that, ‘Justice Seeker’? Do we really need to delve into a history lesson here?
(More boos from the fans. Cy himself did have a controversial past in his own right. However, Henderson remains calm and composed, raising a hand.)
Cy Henderson: I never once claimed to be a perfect man, Drake. I’m simply someone who learned from their past.
(Drake makes his way towards the ring, waving Cy off.)
Drake Armstrong: Oh, so you think you’re a know-it-all veteran who can offer ‘advice’ that’s just back-handed at best? I don’t need that. As a matter of fact, I don’t need to listen to you. I’ll do whatever I want, and not even you can stop me. I’m not gonna let you intimidate me in this manner. Perhaps if these more impressionable Elitists were who you’re dealing with, they’d cower, but not me.
(Inside the ring, he proceeds to walk up right to Cy.)
Drake Armstrong: If anything, you’d do well to hold your tongue around me. I am not above teaching people like you a valuable lesson when it comes to messing with me.
(The fans boo. Cy looks right at Drake.)
Jake Mercer: Get ‘em, Drake!
Flannery McCoy: Or, maybe don’t. Cy is not someone Drake should make an enemy out of!
Jake Mercer: Did we watch the same show last week, Flannery? Cy came in when he wasn’t needed or wanted! Drake has every right to be pissed!
Flannery McCoy: Because he didn’t end someone’s career? Don’t be crazy. Besides, Cy is trying to reason with him. He doesn’t want Drake to get caught up in all of this!
(The two stare each other down for what felt like eons. Drake’s eyes narrow on Cy’s. So too do the veteran’s. The two men are not happy at all with one another. However, after a moment, Cy takes a step back. Drake smirks.)
Drake Armstrong: Getting second thoughts? Good.
Cy Henderson: Oh, no. It’s not about that. I just can’t help but wonder how a man who has been clearly favored feels the need to act out in this way.
(Drake raises a brow.)
Drake Armstrong: I beg your pardon?
Cy Henderson: You’re a well-off man. You come from a family where all you’ve known is luxury. Even coming into this promotion, you have been able to be a prominent face within the new breed division. After all, were you not the same man who technically handed the current champion his first-ever loss? Were you not the same man who has been given title shot after title shot? Were you not the same man who was able to main-event Territorial Invasion and win in your rookie season?
(Drake pauses.)
Cy Henderson: That’s what I don’t get. I think it’s more than clear where your future here is headed. However, you want to lash out and act as if you have so much to prove. That chip you’re carrying is quite frankly unjustified. You have been given opportunities and chances to reach that fabled upper echelon of the competition. I’m sure by the end of the season, you will have even more under your belt. All the attacking and snake-like antics aren’t needed. But then again… maybe you aren’t as confident as you make yourself out to be when it comes to you being the future of this place.
(Cy shrugs.)
Cy Henderson: The future could’ve come a lot sooner, but you kind of messed that up, didn’t you?
Crowd: OOOOOOOHHHHH!
(The fans howl out. Drake’s hand tightens into a fist. He stares down Cy, as if he were trying to burn holes through his skull. Cy doesn’t flinch.)
Stew-O: Well, if steam could come out of Drake Armstrong’s ears, they’d be seen right now!
(Drake slowly shakes his head at Cy.)
Drake Armstrong: That is the condescending talk I was referring to. You are just awful, Cy.
Cy Henderson: It’s not ‘Mr. Henderson’ anymore?
Drake Armstrong: No. You don’t deserve my respect.
Cy Henderson: Hm. I guess we can all call you Armstrong then. As insufferable and egotistical as the other Drake is, at least it wouldn’t be as embarrassing for him or anyone else to acknowledge that another one of you exists.
(The fans go nuts. Drake’s eyes widen. Then, his gaze falls to the mat.)
Drake Armstrong: …
(Suddenly, in one quick motion, he punches Cy in the face!)
Flannery McCoy: OH, COME ON! A CHEAP SHOT? REALLY?!
Jake Mercer: A cheap shot?? Nonsense! Cy completely disrespected Drake, and now, he’s going to make him pay for it!
Stew-O: Drake is livid! Perhaps the most angry we have seen him! Punch after punch lands, and he hits the ropes, coming back in– ONLY TO GET FLOORED WITH THE ‘CYCLONE LARIAT’!!!
Jake Mercer: What?! Oh no! Drake scrambles up, holding his chest, and Cy grabs hold of him! He raises him up for the Burning Hammer! ‘RISING TIDE!’
Flannery McCoy: BUT DRAKE IS SQUIRMING! HE’S MOVING AROUND, DOING EVERYTHING HE CAN TO MAKE IT HARD FOR CY TO HIT THE MOVE! CY IS STRUGGLING! DRAKE REACHES TOWARDS THE ROPES WITH HIS GRIP LOOSENED, AND… HE GETS IT! DRAKE CLINGS ON! CY CAN’T PUT HIM DOWN!
Stew-O: AND DRAKE PULLS HIMSELF AWAY FROM CY, HIGH-TAILING AWAY FROM THE RING! HE HEADS UP THE RAMP, LOOKING ALL FLUSTERED! CY STANDS IN THE RING, YELLING AT HIM!
(Drake stares daggers into Cy. Escaping, he heads up the ramp, but not without pointing and shouting at Cy.)
Drake Armstrong: (off-mic) YOU’LL PAY FOR THIS! I SWEAR IT! YOU WILL PAY!
(In the ring, Cy is fired up. He beckons Drake to come back.)
Cy Henderson: (off-mic) GO ON, THEN! MAKE ME PAY! COME BACK AND DO THAT INSTEAD OF RUNNING LIKE A COWARD!
(Drake snarls. However, he doesn’t go back to the ring. The fans boo mercilessly as Armstrong stares him down. Cy returns the favor. The two men look on at each other before Dynasty fades to commercials.)
(An advertisement plays for the 66th Grammy Awards, with various Elitists recreating the music videos for ‘Vampire’, ‘Kill Bill’, ‘What Was I Made For?’, ‘On My Mama’, and ‘Anti-Hero’.)
(Returning live, Dynasty fades intoa shot of the ring. Stephie Love can be seen smiling as she starts up the introductions.)
Stephie Love: This match is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(“Zettai Zetsumei” by Cö Shu Nie hits the speakers as AIRI Evergarden makes her way out from the backstage area. She strikes a pose on the ramp before continuing on with her entrance.)
Stephie Love: Introducing First… From Shiba, Japan… Weighing in at 170 lbs… The Apotheosis… AIIIIRIIIIII EVERGARDEEEEEENNN!
Stew-O: Here comes AIRI Evergarden! A new Elitist that is looking to get her first victory tonight in her debut match! She works a high energy style which I feel like can blend perfectly with her scheduled opponent, so strap yourselves in for what is likely to be one hell of a match!
Jake Mercer: Someone like you of course has to assume that this is going to be great. I know… yes, know… this is going to be great. Evergarden has matches that are better than anyone else’s and she worked them with rocks. And that is not made up! This Elitist is capable of making the best out of the worst.
(“What Makes You A Man” by the Ninth Wave starts to fade in after AIRI’s entrance as LILITH makes her way to the stage, looking very unenthused. She pauses on the ramp for a second before continuing her way down.)
Stephie Love: Introducing Second… From Red Devil, Alaska… Weighing in at 113 lbs… The Queen of the Damned… LILLLLIIIIITTTHHH!
Flannery McCoy: Stew-O talked about how AIRI looks to get a victorious first showing, LILITH is also fighting for a first victory here tonight after her match with Sally last week ended up going south at the last second. That could have been her first win but just before she could, it was ended with that nasty submission hold that put her down on the mat for the count.
Stew-O: Looking for some much needed redemption as she does seem to have all the needed essentials to be a starz but hasn’t been able to bring that to fruition yet, maybe this match will be the one that changes that. Both of these women have their motivation to win, but only one can!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Flannery McCoy: And we start this match off with straight action as LILITH goes up to AIRI and doesn’t hesitate when it comes to laying in that offense. She starts to punch away at the new corner and gets her into that corner where she continues to punch away at her opponent until the referee steps in and starts counting for her to stop!
Stew-O: She’s forced to let go at the count of 4 as she takes a few steps back but now suddenly charges back in to go for a massive move in the corner! But no! AIRI manages to lift her foot just in time to connect a boot to the face from the corner and evade the offense.
Jake Mercer: Now she takes to the sky as she climbs the second rope and looks to catch LILITH with a Double Axe Handle from the second rope! But no, the attempt gets ducked by LILITH! She runs up to the second rope as well but her opponent is closing in on her from behind! But a swift kick backwards sends Evergarden stumbling back!
Stew-O: LILITH ascends even further as she goes all the way to the top rope as she makes sure she stands there steady. She takes a small look back to scout her opponent. She takes the opportunity she has and dives off, taking down AIRI with a massive Moonsault from the top! That’s already a big hit!
Flannery McCoy: You can say that for sure! But LILITH wastes no time as she gets up and waits for AIRI to slowly get into a seated position before she runs towards the ropes and bounces right off them so she can rebound and throw her boots into the face of Evergarden with a Basement Dropkick! And now she goes for the cover!
OONNNNEEE!
Jake Mercer: But that’s not going to be enough to put down this up and coming talent just yet! LILITH however is not playing games at all as she quickly grabs the arm of AIRI that just shot off the canvas and slams it back down into the ring before grabbing her head and locking it tightly into a headlock!
Stew-O: A nice textbook headlock starts to wear down AIRI, but she manages to roll over and get onto her knees whilst in the lock. She slowly pushes herself off the ground, lifting LILITH with her as she starts to push her towards the ropes and make her bounce off them!
Flannery McCoy: And she is able to so as she tries to get LILITH with a clothesline off the rebound, but that attempt is suddenly ducked by LILITH as she wraps her arms around Evergarden’s waist from behind, looking to lift her off the ground and plant her down with a Bridging German Suplex!
Jaker Mercer: But that attempt leads to nowhere as Evergarden throws a back elbow to the face of LILITH, making her drop her back to the floor but still holding her arms around her so she can attempt it again, but before she can, another back elbow by AIRI manages to get her freed entirely.
Flannery McCoy: Now AIRI aims to run off the ropes and rebound into something, but LILITH runs the ropes perpendicular to her so when Evergarden gets back to where her opponent used to stand, she is met by a massive dropkick coming from the side! She rolls over to the ropes to pull herself up!
Stew-O: Even with the counter that AIRI has been trying to make work tonight, LILITH has seemed to be one step ahead of everything and manages to get ahead in every situation. But can Evergarden turn that around? Because her opponent is already back for more off as she grabs her from behind and successfully connects the German Suplex!
Jake Mercer: But wait! AIRI rolls back to her feet in a sudden burst of energy as she starts screaming intensely, LILITH turning around and being caught off-guard by it. This allows for Evergarden to run straight at her and connect with a massive dropkick between her and the ropes! But Evergarden is down too!
Flannery McCoy: Both of these women are holding the part of their body that aches the most as they both slowly ruse to their feet. LILITH slowly approaches AIRI and she starts this fight back and throws a massive forearm smash to the face of Evergarden!
Jake Mercer: But wait! Open Handed Chop to the chest by Evergarden as a quick response! A strike contest starts! Forearm! Chop! Forearm! Chop! Forearm! Chop! And now an even better forearm as it sends AIRI staggering as she— OH! What! A! Hit! She takes down LILITH out of nowhere with that spinning backfist!
Stew-O: That might have just knocked her out completely for a second! She dropped like a damn ragdoll! But now she’s back to her senses as she tries to crawl to safety as she reaches out for the ropes but Evergarden stomps straight down on her hand!
Flannery McCoy: Momentum has certainly shifted towards AIRI’s favor now as she picks up LILITH from the floor by pulling her up from behind. She has her arms hooked around and is able to hit her with a German Suplex! But she holds on and might be looking to go for her signature combo!
Jake Mercer: But right before she can lift her for that Dragon Suplex, LILITH manages to kick around enough to get her back to the floor. But Evergarden is going to try again but her opponent manages to slip out by dropping down and now hooking her legs around the arms of AIRI and turning it into a Wheelbarrow roll up!
OOOONNNEEE!
TTWWW—
Stew-O: Another kick out at one by AIRI, certainly impressive! But LILITH keeps the control as she uses the momentum of the kick out to run towards the ropes and attempt a second basement dropkick to the face of a seated AIRI!
Jake Mercer: But quickly, Evergarden leans backwards to avoid the blow and rolls through to her feet. She looks to start lifting LILITH off the floor for another round of suplexes, but she slips through her legs first and manages to get up and connect with a German Suplex of her own!
Flannery McCoy: AIRI is sent to the other side of the ring as she rolls towards the outside of the ring, looking to get to safety for a second. But this only prompts LILITH to try to go for a Suicide Dive attempt! But Evergarden manages to catch her before she can with am enzuigiri on the apron!
Stew-O: LILITH stumbles towards the center of the ring while AIRI ascends to the apron, gripping the ropes tightly. Her opponent tries to charge back in but a second enzuigiri sends LILITH down next to the ropes. Evergarden grips the ropes again as she prepares to launch herself over them to land on her opponent with a Senton Atomico! She drags LILITH away from the ropes and hooks her leg!
OOOONNNEEE!
Flannery McCoy: But LILITH with a quick kick out at 1, shocking the crowd! This match has been very energetic so far and high energy is always a recipe for something great! AIRI now gets up and picks up LILITH and pushes her into the ropes for an irish whip! And when her opponent bounces off the ropes, she runs right at her and floors her with a running back elbow!
Jake Mercer: LILITH is back to her feet very quickly but AIRI runs to the ropes and nails her with another running back elbow, flooring her again. But LILITH still refuses to stay down as she gets up a bit slower as she did moments ago! But AIRI grabs her and uses an Irish whip to get her into the corner.
Stew-O: Now Evergarden runs up to LILITH and looks to hit a clothesline in the corner, but just like the attempt her opponent mamad earlier, it gets countered but this time by avoiding it altogether by moving out of the way as LILITH starts running towards the ropes on the other side of the ring.
Flannery McCoy, it seems that AIRI is going to follow soon after LILITH but that is a big mistake because that is exactly what the Queen of the Damned wanted, jumping up to the second rope and springing off it with a Springboard Moonsault to take down Evergarden yet again! She hooks the legs as well!
OOOONNNEEE!
TWWWWOOO!
Jake Mercer: But a massive kick out at 2 by AIRI! LILITH doesn’t seem to be pleased at all as she mounts Evergarden and starts to punch away at her in anger. After not being able to stop it, AIRI slowly seems to lose her ability to defend herself, but luckily LILITH gets off her as she may be looking for something bigger. She goes to the corner and waits.
Stew-O: She’s going to run straight towards her opponent and is looking for ‘The Devil Made Me Do It!’ That finishing Bicycle Knee Strike! But just in time Evergarden is able to get out of the way and push her forwards as LILITH goes back first into the corner!
Flannery McCoy: AIRI runs behind her and jumps up in the air and hits a corner crossbody that she uses to float over to the apron. LILITH stumbles out of the corner but looks to turn around so she can get back at Evergarden, but no! She catches her with the signature Slingshot Cutter! ‘511 Kinderheim!’
Jake Mercer: LILITH rolls right into position as AIRI goes over to the corner and grips the top ropes. She springs up and makes sure to get as much height as possible as she connects with that Split Legged Corkscrew Moonsault she calls ‘Fear Of God’!!! She drags her out of the corner and hooks the legs!
OOOONNNNEEEE!
TWWWOOOOOO!
TTHHHREEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… The Apotheosis… AIIIIRIIIIII EEEVVEEERGARDEEEEEENNN!
Flannery McCoy: Brilliant match from both of these competitors. It can not be overstated how much effort they both put it with AIRI just getting ahead and getting that victory! LILITH was dominant throughout that first stretch and never really truly fell back until the very end where Evergarden managed to spot an open window of opportunity!
Stew-O: Props to both of those of being able to keep up with the speed they were moving at the entire time as well. To keep on with that energy is an achievement in and of itself and I think that it was shown by both of these women. Even though LILITH gets the short end of the stick again I feel like a win might be on the horizon if she can keep that energy going.
(AIRI gets up from the pin as the referee raises her hand in victory. Her theme song fills up the arena as she smirks with her victorious showing. She slowly makes her way to the back with the camera panning to LILITH sitting in the very corner she was just pinned in before fading out.)
(A commercial is shown for Olive Garden featuring Chris Elite.)
(Friday Night Dynasty comes back to a pan-around shot of the arena, as the sounds of ‘Prey’ by Parkway Drive are heard blasting through the speakers. The crowd is in a frenzy as the camera pans over to show Interwire Champion Theron Nikolas as he’s seen making his way out to the stage with the title in hand. He takes it and raises it into the air, the crowd showing their support, before he then from there begins to make his way down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… he is the EAW INTERWIRE CHAMPION!!!!!!!!!! ‘THE REAPER’… THERON NIKOLAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Last week, Theron’s reign as Interwire Champion did not have the best start. Having lost to Ronan Malosi, albeit in a controversial fashion, was absolutely not on his bucket list, and you can see the look of frustration on his face as it crosses his mind.
Flannery McCoy: Especially with the confrontation that they had the prior week, it is apparent that business is far from over-
Jake Mercer: IT DOESN’T MEAN SHIT THOUGH! BECAUSE THE KONIG IS GOING TO BECOME A TWO-TIME INTERWIRE CHAMPION VERY SOON! LET’S GO!!!
(Theron makes his way around the ring and up the steel steps, entering into the ring as he raises his title one more time. From there he heads over and takes a microphone from ringside while ‘Prey’ comes to a close. Theron takes a moment before from there beginning to speak.)
Theron Nikolas: I’ll admit, walking into last week, there was an extremely low expectation when it came to someone like Ronan Malosi. I’ll admit, he was by no means an ideal opponent, and I knew that at the end of the day, a match between him would all but amount to the obvious result. But I gave him the benefit of the doubt, that at the very least, he would die by the sword and go down valiantly. No one can deny that despite Ronan’s shortcomings, he puts in the work, and now more than ever you can’t really say that he’s phoning it in like you used to. But it’s clear that in spite of that, he is still the same person he’s always been, willing to cut corners and do everything possible in order to get the victory. At first, when that final bell rang and I found myself as the unexpected loser of the night, I had to give him credit, because, at the same time, I would’ve done the same thing. But, I can’t help but take offense at the strings that he and more specifically Albert Hitchman have pulled to get to this point. I can’t help but feel annoyed, especially at what happened, and how our match ended. That was by no means a way to start a Championship reign, and as far as I’m concerned, complete disrespect to the title around my waist. From the very beginning, I knew that I wanted to elevate this Championship. With it being in the possession of Jay Jerry Johnson for all this time, while most can say he did all that he could, throughout the Season on Friday Night Dynasty the prestige and meaning of this title seemed to have been forgotten. He wasn’t doing everything that he could in order to keep it, and faced with the task of defending it against someone who would do the complete opposite and lay it on the line if it meant achieving what he desired, he showed that he wasn’t ready for that type of spotlight. That is by no means a slight to his abilities, I believe that he is a formidable opponent and in the near future he’s going to have what it takes to make it to the top where he knows he belongs, but right now he didn’t have what it took to hold this title, and that’s where I stepped in. So with that in mind, and the amount of work that I have to do to put this title on the map, to see Ronan and Albert step all over it to try and push their own personal desires, admittingly has me extremely annoyed about this entire situation.
(Theron glances over at the Interwire Championship that’s resting on his shoulder, before then looking out at the crowd who are silent, listening to what he has to say.)
Theron Nikolas: But now I know their plan, I know what their intentions are. From the moment he laid eyes on me two weeks ago backstage, Ronan Malosi’s intentions were to capture the Interwire Championship. He wanted to be able to say that he was a two-time Interwire Champion, and he knew that the sour loss that he was forced to meet at the hands of the previous Champion at Territorial Invasion was just not something that he was able to shake. So he saw the change of the guard as the perfect opportunity to strike, and hopefully redeem himself. While I can’t see the logic in trying to beat the person who beat the person you lost to beforehand, it’s clear that nothing is going to stop his mind from deluding him into believing that this is his destiny. That it is somehow prophesied that he is to take this title away from me, especially with the bragging rights that he might have having beaten me last week, by hook or by crook, but he’s not focusing on that at all. The signs are crystal clear, it’s only a matter of time before he uses the Gawd Contract of Andre Walker to grant himself an Interwire Championship shot at Road To Redemption. It’s only a matter of time before he tries again in hopes of things being different. But the reality is regardless of what moves you try to make, it’s not going to make much of a difference. The result foretold will be the same one that you have met each and everytime that you have faced a situation similar to this one, Ronan Malosi loses. Everything has just started for me, and with this title, I am far from interested in having it taken away from me already. So I’ll make sure, quite simply, that it doesn’t happen, no matter the challenges that step my way. This Interwire Championship is on the fast track to ascension, and you, Ronan, if you try and pursue it, are going to witness firsthand exactly why.
(Theron drops his microphone down to the ground while ‘Prey’ begins to blast through the speakers of the arena, taking the title in his hand and raising it into the air. The crowd cheers loudly for the Champion, as a serious and determined expression is shown on his face while he does so. From there he drops down, rolling out of the ring and up the ramp as Friday Night Dynasty begins to fade elsewhere.)
(A commercial is seen for McDonalds Filet O-Fish featuring Ronan Malosi.)
Stephie Love: The following match is scheduled for one fall…
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(“Dragon Fly” by Shaman’s harvest plays throughout the arena, BRAE with the big fight feel, and big aura moment, will make his entrance under a spotlight, draped in the Irish flag.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM BRAY COUNTY, IRELAND…WEIGHTING IN AT 267 IBS…“THE WARRIOR KING” BRRRRRRAAAAAAAEEEEE!!!”
(Brae hands the flag off the the referee, his music fades, and music gets replaced by “NITRO” by STIKSTOF starts to play throughout the arena, Mig De Decker steps out along with Ricky waving their flag, and they both make their way down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing their opponent… Accompanied by RICKY…REPRESENTING KAI-ZEN! From Brussels, Belgium… Weighing in at 192 pounds… He is “The Realest Wrestler Around”… MIIIIIIIIIIIG DEEEEEEE DEEEEEEEECKER!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Flannery McCoy: This is going to be a hard-hitting match, BRAE has shown how aggressive he could get in that ring and Mig De Decker is in a group known for their aggression. No matter who wins their match, they are walking up that ramp sore. LOCK UP! Locking horns like two angry bulls! Looks like Brae’s size advantage is taking effect, pushing Mig into the corner. The referee starting the count…letting us get to THREE! Very generous of- NEVERMIND A CHOP TO THE CHEST OF MIG! You could hear it from the nosebleeds.
Stew-O: Brae makes sure that in every match that he is in, his opponents are left with a mark! So far, he has been successful with that mentality. NOW PICKING HIM UP FOR A BELLY-TO-BELLY OVERHEAD SUPLEX! BODY SLAMMING HARD TO THE MAT! Brae is 267 pounds, if Mig wants to be successful he’s going to have to be a lot more strategic. Coming at him aggressively will just lead to a tougher beating! Mig getting back up and— OPEN HAND SLAP TO THE FACE OF BRAE! Oh, that made him mad.
Jake Mercer: LOOK IN HIS EYES! MIG RUN! MIG QUICKLY GETS OUT OF THE RING BUT BRAE IS RIGHT BEHIND HIM! CHASING AROUND HIM AROUND THE RING LIKE A TOM AND JERRY CARTOON!
Flannery McCoy: Oh here we go, Ricky standing in the way of Brae! Giving Mig enough time to breathe. BUT BRAE ISN’T HAVING IT! GRABBING RICKY BY THE COLLAR! RICKY IS IN BIG TROUBLE— BUT MIG CIRCLED THE RING AND ATTACKED BRAE FROM THE BACK! Mig elbowing the back of his head, getting him into the kneeling position! Mig takes Brae and SWINGS HIM BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE! This is what it’s like to fight a member of KAI-ZEN, the numbers game is in full effect. Mig getting him back into the ring, stalking Brae with hostile intentions in his eyes.
Stew-O: A STIFF KICK TO THE SIDE OF BRAE! That could’ve cracked his rib cage! I know you were talking about keeping things strategic and less on the aggressive side but Mig seems to do both pretty well. Look at him mounting Brae, PALM STRIKES RAINING DOWN ON BRAE! BRAE KEEPING HIS GUARD UP! BUT IT’S HARD TO PROTECT HIMSELF WITH HOW HARD THESE STRIKES ARE COMING! Mig finally gets up, KICKING HIM IN THE BACK FOR GOOD MEASURE!
Jake Mercer: He takes him by the hand and pulls him up! DROPPING HIM DOWN WITH A STIFF SHORT-ARM CLOTHESLINE! Lifting him back up, Brae is not even sure where he is right now— DROPS HIM WITH ANOTHER ONE! Look at the look of confidence on Mig’s face, taunting Brae and laughing with Ricky at ringside. He gets into the corner and stares down Brae! Waiting for him to stagger back to his feet. HE RUNS AND—
Flannery McCoy: CAUGHT WITH A CLOTHESLINE! BRAE MAKING MIG FLIP IN THE AIR LIKE A GYMNAST! Brae looks even more pissed than he did before, watching De Decker try to get back to his feet. He stumbles around, trying to gain some type of footing after the devastating clothesline. Before he could turn around, he WRAPS his arm around his waist and DROPS MIG ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! Mig is laid out on the mat,…he might be out! Brae is going to put the to the test flipping him over for the pin!
ONE!!
TWO!!
THE—
Stew-O: KICK OUT! But that seemed more like instinct whatever the case might be. He is still in the match. But that might be unfortunate for him, cause Brae isn’t looking to call it quits! Grabbing Mig and putting him on the apron! Leaning his head back and presenting his CHEST! BRAE SWINGS HIS FIST, BANGING HIS CHEST—
ONE!!
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TWO!!
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THREE!!
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FOUR!!
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FIVE!!
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SIX!!
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SEVEN!!
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EIGHT!!
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NINE!!
Jake Mercer: GOING FOR TE— WAIT MIG GRABS THE BACK OF BRAE’S HEAD! DROPPING OFF THE APRON AND STUNNING BRAE! His chest might be red but at least he is free and have the opportunity to come back! He gets back into the ring and kicks Brae in the gut! Grabbing him into the suplex position, LIFTING HIM UP FOR THE BRAINBUSTER! UP HE GOES AND—
Flannery McCoy: BRAE DROPS DOWN! PUSHING MIG FORWARD! MIG REBOUNDING OFF THE ROPES— INTO THE MORRIGAN! KICKING HIS HEAD OFF HIS SHOULDER! THIS COULD BE IT, BRAE COVERS MIG!
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
Stew-O: BRAE WINS— WAIT NO, THE REFEREE STOPPED THE COUNT! LOOK, RICKY IS POINTING AT MIG’S FOOT ON THE ROPES! IT WASN’T THERE BEFORE! HE MUST HAVE PUT HIS FOOT ON THE ROPE!
Jake Mercer: Brae looked furious, looking at Ricky fuming! It’s like smoke coming out of his ears! Screaming profanity at Ricky, I think we’d have to censor that— BRAE! MIG WITH THE ROLL UP! MIG GRABBING THE TRUNKS!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… He is “The Realest Wrestler Around”… MIIIIIIIIIIIG DEEEEEEE DEEEEEEEECKER!!!
(Mig rolls out of the ring and rushes up the ramp with Ricky! Brae was heated, slamming his fist on the mat and screaming out vulgarly!)
Jake Mercer: It’s like they say, teamwork makes the dream work, and with the help of Ricky. Mig gets a win over the notorious BRAE. BRAE fought hard and if it wasn’t for Ricky, maybe he would have been the victor tonight. Maybe it’s time for BRAE to find a Ricky of his own.
(BRAE was yelling out to Mig, who had a smirk on his face with Ricky cheering and hyping him up. The scene faded to black.)
(A commercial is shown for EAW 2K24.)
(Friday Night Dynasty fades back into the arena as the sound of ‘Dead Opps’ by DD Osama & Notti Osama is heard abruptly hitting the speakers. The crowd roars in a loud ration as the camera goes over to show New Breed Champion Michael Machina as he makes his way out from the backstage area. He has the title around his waist, unbuckling it and raising it into the air as the crowd once again cheers. A loud stream of pyro is seen following that behind him, as from there he then begins to make his way down the ramp and to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… he is the EAW NEW BREED CHAMPION!!!!!!!!! ‘THE NEW BREED OF LEGENDS’… MICHAEL MACHINA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Last week on Dynasty we saw both Cody Maverick and NOVA make it known that they were coming after Michael Machina’s title. Now it seems that The New Breed of Legends is coming out here tonight to clear the air, and possibly set a date for the match as well.
Flannery McCoy: We then saw him beat Joso later on in the night in the main event, making a huge statement even if it didn’t end exactly how he wanted it to. If anything he’s proven that if Cody and NOVA really want at his title, it’s going to be far more of a challenge than they’ve ever imagined, and they’re going to have to step it up if it means getting the win… but even then that may not be enough.
Jake Mercer: BARK BARK BARK BARK!
Stew-O & Flannery McCoy: :jr:
(Michael makes his way up the steel steps and onto the apron, entering into the ring as he takes his title and raises it into the air with both hands. The crowd roars in approval as he lowers it down, making his way over to the edge of the ring as he grabs a microphone from the timekeeper’s area. ‘Dead Opps’ then begins to come to a close as Michael makes his way toward the center of the ring, bringing his microphone up to his mouth and beginning to speak.)
Michael Machina: Since I won the New Breed Championship at House of Glass and became The New Breed of Legends, my mind has continuously traced over the potential challengers in my head. It was not an easy process, there was nothing that warranted just anyone an opportunity, they had to exemplify what it meant to be a part of this division, and show what they were willing to do to take this title from me. I only wanted the best of competition stepping up and fighting me for this, all for the means of elevating this title to heights never seen before. So when I saw Cody Maverick call me out for a shot, I will admit that it piqued my interest just a little bit. I’ve had my eye on a couple of people, him being one of them, and I’ve seen what he’s done since making his debut. He is not someone to look over whatsoever, and given the right opportunity, I am pretty damn certain that he is going to be relentless in the face of that. Maybe me extending my hand last week was exactly what he needed, and I won’t lie and say that I’m not interested in what he has to bring to the table, because I am. NOVA is a much different story though, because there is no doubt that he has been around, but anything beyond that raises eyebrows. He’s been plateauing for quite some time now, and while I could say it’s a matter of happenstance, opportunity has been at his front doorstep before and he has squandered it time after time again. Only now does he feel like he deserves an opportunity, and at the same time feels the need to demand it. It leaves a bad taste in my mouth, and while it was a lot more difficult to give him a shot at the title in comparison to Cody, it’d be stupid of me to back down from a challenge. I don’t believe that simply avoiding him is an option no matter how I may feel.
Michael Machina: So it’s safe to say that now, the only thing left to do is make the match official. My first New Breed Championship defense, and against one or both of them it doesn’t matter, at the end of the day the result is going to end up being the same. It’s going to end with me still being the New Breed Champion, and right now I have no intentions of letting it go by any means. Consider what I did last week, when I beat Joso in the main event of Dynasty, a warning shot of who you’re going to be up against inside that ring with the title on the line. It’s not just about getting there that’s going to be the challenge, it’s about beating the man that has it around his waist being the worst part. To set the scene, from the very beginning, I’ve laid waste to everyone who stands in my way. Even though that impenetrable aura of having an undefeated streak is over with, and I’ve had my fair share of losses in the past, it’s still a very slim list of people who are able to say that they’ve done it. I don’t expect at all to add Cody Maverick or NOVA to that list, and when the time comes-
(After some time, ‘Sun Killer’ by Spiritbox’ finally begins to blast through the speakers, interrupting what Michael has to say. The camera goes over to a focused NOVA as he’s seen making his way out to the stage, microphone already in hand.)
Stew-O: Well it seems that if there’s anyone who took offense to what Michael said, it’s NOVA, and he’s coming out here to the ring with a purpose tonight and that’s holding his ground and showing why he deserves a shot at the New Breed Championship.
Flannery McCoy: Last week he came out to the ring and stopped Cody Maverick from getting a shot all for himself, and said that if there was a line, Cody would be behind him. He’s pretty insistent on the fact that he’s going to become Champion, and it seems like he has the intention of reasserting that.
(NOVA slides into the ring, getting right into the face of Michael as ‘Sun Killer’ begins to come to a close. From there, he brings his microphone up and begins to speak.)
NOVA: You’re so confident in what you have to say, huh? You’re so confident because you were dealt the better hand, that you happened to be more fortunate than everyone else that started in this company. I see right through this false bravado, Machina, the fact of the matter is that you’re just like everyone else. You’re still a green rookie who will make costly mistakes and overextend their welcoming period, but that’s not going to be for long. While you may think that you’ve laid waste to this entire division and that there’s absolutely zero competition, I’m still standing, I’m still here, and I’m out to prove that the worst is yet to come when I take that title away from you. I’m tired of hearing about Michael Machina this and Michael Machina that, better yet, I’m sick of all the talk surrounding that shit-for-brains Cody Maverick as well. They should be talking about me, and I don’t need to demand that from them because very soon, I’m going to give them no choice. I don’t care when, and I don’t care if you have to add Cody to this match as extra security either, when it comes down to it, it’s going to end one way, and one way only.
(NOVA lowers his microphone, intensity in his eyes, Michael on the other hand, does not look intimidated by this at all.)
Michael Machina: You don’t think I’ve heard all of this before? The allegations that the hype surrounding The Moneymaker may very well be in vain, it’s nothing new to me. People see a steady climb to the top and immediately think that everything was handed to him, but that’s far from the case, and in actuality, all that people need to accept is the fact that there is someone out there who is just that naturally gifted at what they do. That there is someone out there as good as I am that can get to this point as fast as I have. It’s not a matter of luck or circumstance, it’s been on my merit, and laying waste to everyone who has stood in my way played a part in that as well. You think that you’re going to be the outlier, and many people thought that of themselves as well, but that’s not the case. Bigger and badder wolves have walked down the same path and fallen before my feet, and now you find yourself just short of filling their shoes, and you’re going to be eaten alive. Give me even the slightest reason to believe that you’re going to be the one that takes me down.
NOVA: I-
(Before NOVA can continue to speak, it isn’t long after that ‘Lord Knows’ by Drake (feat. Rick Ross) begins to play up. The crowd gives a loud mixed reaction as Cody Maverick walks out from the backstage area with a purpose. He has a microphone in hand as he quickly signals for his music to be cut. As he makes his way down the ramp, he begins to speak.)
Cody Maverick: I find it funny, NOVA, that you come down here and run your mouth like I wouldn’t kick your ass and send you packing if you even got the CHANCE to step into the ring with me. I find it very hard to believe that someone like you, who doesn’t deserve a dime considering the lack of effort that he has put in his entire EAW career, is going to be the one to beat Michael Machina for the New Breed Champion, you must be living one hell of a dream if you made yourself believe that. But we’re not living in no dream, this right here is reality, and the reality is that if there is ANYONE that is going to beat him, it’s me. That’s why I called my shot in the first place, that’s why I was the one that was first in line and not you because you ain’t have the balls to do it without someone doing it for you. I ain’t give you a choice, and now you’re going to live to regret that, because when I finally have the chance to face you in the ring, son, you’re not even going to be a factor in the decision.
(Cody jumps onto the apron, looking at both of them.)
NOVA: I’m getting real sick of you, Cody, I’m tired of you getting involved in every little thing that I do. From the very beginning, the only thing that I’ve demanded is opportunity, and I’ve never seen someone so insistent in getting in the way of that than you. Is it because you think that you deserve better? If so, then maybe I’m not the one that’s living in a dream, maybe it’s you. You’ve deluded yourself into believing that you’re more than what you are, and that’s what’s going to be your downfall, not Machina.
(Michael doesn’t seem very interested in interfering, instead leaning up against one of the corners as the situation between Cody and NOVA gets heated.)
Cody Maverick: I don’t think you have very much room to talk in this situation, considering you haven’t done shit but twiddle your thumbs since I put your name on the map. Nobody was talking about NOVA and his mediocre career on Dynasty before you and I crossed paths, and you should be thanking me that you’re even standing here today coming close to a title like that. The biggest mistake that I could make is focusing all my attention on you when I could be shifting everything that I have toward Michael Machina here.
(Cody turns over to face Michael, as the Champion is seen nodding his head in amusement.)
Michael Machina: Finally got your head out of the gutter.
Cody Maverick: I don’t know who you think you are, or what you’ve been made to believe, but you’re on borrowed time. I’m not in the business of adhering to preconceived notions and taking you as some sort of force that should be feared, because the reality is you’re just like any other opponent that I’ve faced in my career in EAW. I have no reason not to believe that I’m going to come out as New Breed Champion, and I know that title is going to have my name on it once I’m through with you and that’s a promise. I’ve seen your reign of terror, the vice grip that you’ve had on the lower card of Friday Night Dynasty, and while that may send shivers down anyone’s spine, it’s not doing anything for me right now. I have been on a steady incline as well, and it was only a matter of time before something like this came my way. So I’ll be happy to punch BOTH your tickets and take what is mine.
NOVA: I don’t know if you noticed but I’m getting pretty sick of your shit, having to deal with you for as long as I have.
Cody Maverick: I haven’t noticed, because quite frankly, I don’t really care.
NOVA: We’ll see how much you care right now.
Michael Machina: Is it really about to get to that point? Something like that would not be in either of your best interests.
Cody Maverick: I don’t care who I have to beat, you, NOVA, or the lord himself, I will do what I have to do if it means getting that Championship around my waist. That’s a fact-
???: THAT’S ENOUGH!!!
(All three Elitists look toward the stage as the crowd erupts into thunderous boos, the camera going over to reveal Kensingten Calhoun-Astor as she struts out to the stage alongside Richard Grant. Both of them have microphones in their hands as they look to put an end to all of this before it gets out of hand.)
Richard Grant: I think we’ve heard enough from all three of you for one week, it’s time to finally put an end to this. Michael Machina wants title defenses under his belt, and Cody Maverick and NOVA want opportunities at his title? Well, then how about we knock out two birds with one stone and get this settled?
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Your mind. 🤤
Richard Grant: Oh stop it, your brilliant mind had a hand in this decision as well.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: No need to save the sweet talk for behind closed doors, Richard…
(Kensingten and Richard start getting flirtatious with one another, meanwhile, inside the ring Cody Maverick and NOVA look pretty over this, but out of them all it’s Michael Machina that looks especially pissed. The New Breed Champion has had to deal with them since his arrival to Friday Night Dynasty, and tonight is no exception to this ridiculousness.)
Michael Machina: Can you get to the point?
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Excuse you? Are you rushing us?
Richard Grant: Just because you are the New Breed Champion doesn’t mean that you have special privileges, nor does that mean we forgot what happened…
(Richard rubs the back of his head, a reminder of the pain that Michael put him through leading into Reckless Wiring. Being reminded of that, Michael can’t help but smirk. Kensingten puts an arm around her.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: It’s okay, baby, maybe if one of these darlings over here can beat him for that title that will be just enough to get some well-deserved justice for what he has done.
Michael Machina: You wish, but I don’t think we came out here to talk about yourselves. I think what you need to do is make this match official.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: My my, calm down, Michael, hasn’t anyone ever taught you manners? We’re getting there…
Richard Grant: That was our intention though. This is why it is official, on the Friday Night Dynasty Go Home Show to Road To Redemption, Michael Machina will be defending his New Breed Championship against BOTH NOVA and Cody Maverick in a triple-threat match!
(The crowd roars in approval, all three of them looking pretty satisfied with the announcement being made, Michael especially.)
Michael Machina: That’s fine, it doesn’t matter if it was Road To Redemption or the week before or after, I’ll put this title on the line anywhere and I’ll beat these two anywhere as well. I’ll send them packing, and set a dangerous precedent for whoever decides to call dibs next for an opportunity at The New Breed of Legends.
(Michael slams his microphone down to the ground, as ‘Dead Opps’ once again begins to blast through the speakers. Cody and NOVA inside the ring watch him leave, less focused on the grudge that they have for one another, and more so toward the common goal of respectively capturing the New Breed Championship. The look on their faces tells all, and their intentions have been made clear just as much as the Champion, no other words need to be exchanged. Kensingten and Richard disappear back to the backstage area, while Michael takes his leave as well, with that being the last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty from there begins to fade out to elsewhere.)
(A commercial is shown for the NBA In-Season Tournament.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A FIRST-ROUND MATCH IN THE CASH IN THE VAULT TOURNAMENT!
(”My Way” by Limp Bizkit plays to a largely positive reaction from fans, as Ryan Wilson makes his way to the ring, fired up, but also focused, knowing what’s on the line in this match against Shinzo. Ryan high fives a few fans while sauntering down the ramp, but once getting to the end, closes his eyes, and takes a deep breath before heading to the steel steps.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! Hailing out of Montréal, Québec, Canada, weighing in at 220 pounds…RYAN WILSON!!
Stew-O: Ya know, Ryan is a former New Breed Champion, along with Showdown General Manager, but he has never been Mr. Cash in the Vault.
Flannery McCoy: Tonight, if he beats Shinzo, he is one step closer towards making that a reality. But that’s if, IF he beats Shinzo.
Stew-O: Well, Ryan has the experience working in his favor, and we know he can deliver in big matches like this, having defeated Xander Payne at Wicked Games.
(“Loose Change” (instrumental version) – The Alchemist blares throughout the arena to the opposite reaction from Wilson, garnering negativity from our audience as Shinzo saunters down the ramp, being flanked by Ricky. Shinzo’s stoic expression, and behavior doesn’t give away much, but you can assume that he’s all business as well.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent! Hailing out of Kobe, Japan, weighing in at 220 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Ricky…HE IS THE LEADER OF THE UNDERWORLD…SHINZO SASAKI!
Jake Mercer: I wouldn’t count your eggs before they hatch, guys, because I’ve got money on Mr. Shinzo Sasaki.
Flannery McCoy: So much for being unbiased.
Stew-O: As always, Jake baffles me, but I can slightly understand putting your money on Shinzo. I mean, in such a short time, KAI-ZEN have already proven themselves as threats to anyone on the Dynasty roster, especially with Ricky in their ears.
Flannery McCoy: Ricky is looking to motivate them into being great, and unlocking the potential he sees. If Shinzo wins tonight, I bet that’d silence any doubts he may have in his head.
(Both competitors stare one another down from opposing corners as the referee signals the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Bell has rung, and we are underway! Ryan Wilson versus Shinzo Sasaki, round one of the Cash in the Vault tournament! Both men step to the center of the ring, meeting face-to-face, and exchange words with one another.
Flannery McCoy: BUT THE TIME FOR TALK IS OVER AS RYAN WILSON THROWS THE FIRST PUNCH, CATCHING SHINZO, WHO RESPONDS WITH A RIGHT HAND OF HIS OWN! BOTH MEN BATTLE BACK AND FORTH WITH RIGHTS, BUT RYAN MANAGES TO STAGGER SHINZO WITH ONE!
Stew-O: Shinzo staggers to the corner, looking to create seperation, and gain his wits early on! But Ryan quickly closes the distance, and lands with left hand to Shinzo! Shinzo staggers away from Wilson again, heading towards the closest corner. Wilson is in hot pursuit, AND SHINZO SPINS AROUND TO DELIVER A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION!
Jake Mercer: Sasaki grabs Ryan by the neck, and sends him into the corner! SHINZO GOES TO DELIVER A RIGHT- BUT RYAN BLOCKS IT, AND CONNECTS WITH ONE OF HIS OWN! Shinzo staggers to the center of the ring, reeling off that punch. Ryan marches toward him, but wanders right into a standing side headlock!
Flannery McCoy: Quickly, Ryan bounces Shinzo off the ropes to escape! BUT SHINZO REBOUNDS WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE, TAKING WILSON DOWN! Shinzo runs off the ropes- BUT RYAN POPS TO HIS FEET, AND DROPS SHINZO WITH A RUNNING BACK ELBOW AS HE CAME REBOUNDING BACK THAT TIME!
Stew-O: Shinzo rushes back to his feet, but stumbles back toward the ropes. RYAN CHARGES, AND CLOTHESLINES HIM UP AND OVER! Ryan exits the ring, and retrieves Shinzo as he rises to all fours. Ryan rolls him back inside the ring, sliding in after himself. Shinzo is back to his feet, but on wobbly legs still as he stumbles toward the opposite set of ropes.
Flannery McCoy: RYAN CHARGES IN AGAIN, AND CLOTHESLINES SASAKI UP AND OVER THE TOP! Ryan Wilson is fired up!
Stew-O: These two are showing just how bad they want that Cash in the Vault, skipping things such as a collar and elbow, or chain wrestling to start off the match, and having been intense since the bell rang!
Flannery McCoy: Ryan Wilson exits the ring, and pulls Shinzo back to his feet, connecting with a KNIFE EDGE CHOP THAT ECHOES THROUGHOUT THE ARENA! Shinzo staggers away, leaning himself up against the barricade for a breather. But of course, Ryan was hot on his heels, and connects with ANOTHER knife edge chop to the chest!
Jake Mercer: Shinzo staggers away from Wilson, who is still hot in pursuit. Sasaki doubles over, clutching at his chest, which must feel like raw hamburger meet at this point, and Wilson closes in-
Stew-O: BUT WALKS RIGHT INTO SASAKI’S TRAP WITH A KNEE TO THE MIDSECTION! Ryan goes down to a knee, and Sasaki quickly rolls in the ring briefly before rolling back out, restarting the referee’s count. Shinzo grabs a handful of Ryan’s hair, and stands him up before planning to irish whip Ryan into a corner of the barricade!
Flannery McCoy: BUT RYAN REVERSES, SENDING SHINZO BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE INSTEAD! Shinzo favors his back, and wanders into Ryan for a BACK BODY DROP ON THE OUTSIDE! Pain is etched across Shinzo’s face as he favors his back. Remember, don’t let the padding fool you, it’s very thin as opposed to thick, and he just got thrown overhead a six-foot-one man in Ryan Wilson.
Stew-O: Speaking of, Ryan rolls Shinzo back inside the ring. Shinzo rises back to his feet, but Ryan Wilson stands him upright, so he can line up for a KNIFE EDGE CHOP, REMINISCENT OF EARLIER! Ryan is lighting his opponent up! Shinzo staggers to the corner, and with his opponent stunned, Ryan climbs to the middle rope, looking out to the fans before reigning down with punches that they count along to!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN!
Jake Mercer: Ryan drops off the middle rope, and leans Shinzo up against the ropes for an irish whip! BUT SHINZO REVERSES, SENDING RYAN TOWARD THE ROPES INSTEAD!
Flannery McCoy: Shinzo ducks down, perhaps signaling for a back body drop, looking to return the favor on Wilson- WHO BLOCKS THE ATTEMPT WITH A PENALTY KICK TO THE CHEST! Shinzo is reeling, staggering back against the ropes! RYAN RUSHES IN- BUT GETS SENT UP AND OVER SHINZO’S SHOULDER, SPILLING TO THE OUTSIDE!
Stew-O: Shinzo takes a moment to catch his breath, but Ricky encourages Shinzo from the outside, telling him to stay on Wilson, which he does, like a shark that smells blood in the water! Shinzo exits the ring, and sends Ryan with so much force and momentum, he FRONT FLIPPED BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE, LANDING HIGH ON HIS NECK AND SHOULDERS!
Flannery McCoy: Shinzo pulls Ryan back up, and rolls him back inside the ring, but positions his head underneath the bottom rope for an apron-hung ELBOW STRIKE! Shinzo is showing that he can be vicious, which we’ve come to see from him, and the rest of KAI-ZEN.
Stew-O: We’ve also seen that he can be resilient as Ryan Wilson had the upper hand for most of that opening stretch, but Shinzo managed to grit through it, and finds himself with the upper hand now. Ryan Wilson rolls back inside the ring completely, holding his mouth off that elbow, and rises to a knee.
Flannery McCoy: Shinzo re-enters the ring, and grabs hold of Wilson, slamming him FACE FIRST off the top turnbuckle! Shinzo ups the aggression, and beats Ryan down to a knee with stomps in the corner! Shinzo stands Wilson back up, and connects with a KNIFE EDGE CHOP! Wilson is hurt, but Shinzo isn’t done, landing ANOTHER knife edge chop! This might be Shinzo repaying the favor.
Jake Mercer: Shinzo knows how to strike, that’s for certain.
Stew-O: It’s not often, but I agree with you there. Shinzo irish whips Ryan to the opposite corner, and charges with a RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT IN THE CORNER! Shinzo snapmares Wilson down to a seated position, and hops to the middle rope for a DIVING BACK ELBOW TO THE BACK OF RYAN’S NECK!
Flannery McCoy: Shinzo is in the driver’s seat, and if keeps this offense up, could be able to put away Ryan sooner rather than later. Ryan is stirring, clutching the back of his neck as he makes it to all fours. Shinzo pulls him up, using a front facelock, and Shinzo hooks him up for suplex, or possibly his signature brainbuster! BUT RYAN COUNTERS WITH A SMALL PACKAGE!!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: KICKOUT! BOTH COMPETITORS SCRAMBLE BACK TO THEIR FEET, AND RYAN GETS THE ADVANTAGE WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP, STAGGERING SHINZO BACK IN THE CORNER! RYAN BUILDS MOMENTUM, AND CHARGES INTO SHINZO FOR ANOTHER ONE!
Flannery McCoy: Shinzo gets irish whipped to the opposite corner- NO! Shinzo reverses, sending Ryan STERNUM FIRST INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! RYAN GOES DOWN, AND SHINZO QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEG FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: KICKOUT! Ryan Wilson rises to a knee, using assistance from the corner. Shinzo closes in, and stands Ryan up before climbing to the middle turnbuckle. Now, Ryan finds himself in a similar one to Sasaki, who begins to reign down with methodical punches right between the eyes!
Jake Mercer: And since the crowd won’t count along, I will! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIV-
Flannery McCoy: AVOIDED! Ryan avoids the punch as he slips out between the legs, causing Shinzo to punch the top turnbuckle accidentally! Shinzo tries shaking it off, but Ryan grabs hold of his ankle, and YANKS IT OUT FROM UNDERNEATH HIM! SHINZO HITS THE TOP TURNBUCKLE FACE FIRST!
Stew-O: Shinzo is on wobbly legs, and gets backed against the ropes with KNIFE EDGE CHOPS! Ryan whips him off the ropes- BUT SHINZO REVERSES! RYAN REBOUNDS OFF THE ROPES INSTEAD, BUT DUCKS UNDERNEATH A CLOTHESLINE! AND CATCHES SHINZO WITH A CALF KICK AS HE TURNS AROUND! BOTH COMPETITORS ARE QUICKLY BACK TO THEIR FEET, AND SHINZO GETS CAUGHT WITH ANOTHER CALF KICK!
Flannery McCoy: AGAIN, BOTH MEN RUSH BACK TO THEIR FEET! SHINZO TRIES FOR ANOTHER CLOTHESLINE, BUT RYAN HAS IT SCOUTED FOR A SECOND TIME, COUNTERING WITH AN ARM-TRAP NECKBREAKER! RYAN PULLS SHINZO UP, AND PLACES HIM BETWEEN HIS LEGS, INTENSITY IN HIS EYES AS HE HOISTS HIM UP FOR A CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB!
Stew-O: BUT SHINZO SLIPS OUT OF THE CRUCIFIX, AND ROLLS TO THE OUTSIDE!
Jake Mercer: Shinzo doubles over, and starts to catch his breath, the wear and tear beginning to show. But this is a big mistake on his end as Ryan follows him to the outside, and turns him around- KNIFE EDGE CHOP! Ryan rolls Shinzo back inside the ring, and slides in himself!
Stew-O: RYAN SLIDES INTO THE RING, GETTING TO ALL FOURS BEFORE SHINZO GRABS HOLD OF HIM, AND SPIKES RYAN WITH A SNAP VERTICAL DROP BRAINBUSTER! ENTER THE DRAGON CONNECTS! AND SHINZO MAKES THE COVER! RYAN MIGHT BE OUT!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEE-
Flannery McCoy: KICKOUT! RYAN WILSON KICKS OUT! Ricky is irate on the outside, frustrated with that kickout by Wilson! But Shinzo remains his composure, and rises to a knee, contemplating his next move. Meanwhile, Ryan rolls away from Shinzo, and pulls himself up in the corner, still very glossy eyed following that brainbuster.
Stew-O: It definitely had an effect, and Ryan may be working off pure adrenaline or instinct at this point. Shinzo marches toward Wilson, and lifts him to the top turnbuckle, I imagine having figured out what he’s going to do next. BUT RYAN FIGHTS HIM OFF WITH A RIGHT HAND! Ryan tries to perch himself on the top turnbuckle with Shinzo stunned, BUT ITS ONLY MOMENTARILY AS SHINZO CHARGES, AND CROTCHES WILSON ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Flannery McCoy: Shinzo climbs to the middle rope as Wilson winces in pain, and hooks him up for a TOP ROPE SUPERPLEX! SHINZO CRAWLS INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHRRRRRRRR-
Flannery McCoy: RYAN REMAINS ALIVE, GETTING THE SHOULDER UP! Shinzo pops to his feet, and signals the beginning of the end! Shinzo watches as Ryan slowly rises to a vertical base, even using Shinzo as a base to pull himself up. Once doing so, RYAN SWINGS WILDLY, BUT GETS CAUGHT WITH MADVILLAINY!
Stew-O: WAIT! RYAN FIGHTS OUT OF THE EXPLODER ‘98 WITH BACK ELBOWS! RYAN GOES FOR ANOTHER, BUT SHINZO DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND ROLLS RYAN UP WITH A SCHOOL BOY!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEE-
Jake Mercer: KICKOUT! Shinzo double checks with the referee on if that was three, but RYAN ROLLS HIM UP FROM BEHIND WITH A SCHOOL BOY!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: KICKOUT! SHINZO TOOK HIS EYE OFF THE PRIZE AGAIN, AND ALMOST PAID FOR IT! BOTH COMPETITORS RUSH TO THEIR FEET, AND RYAN FLOORS SHINZO WITH A SUPERMAN PUNCH! SHINZO COLLAPSES TO THE CANVAS, AND RYAN SHOOTS THE HALF FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEE-
Flannery McCoy: SHOULDER UP!
Jake Mercer: And thankfully, Ricky’s able to sigh a sigh of relief.
Flannery McCoy: He must’ve been worried there. Worried that his client wouldn’t kick out.
Stew-O: Ryan rolls off of Shinzo, and lies on the canvas. Both men are down, showing their wear and tear thus far. They must be exhausted, and possibly close to their last legs in this match.
Flannery McCoy: Ricky is pounding the apron, trying to wake Shinzo up. Whoever makes it to their feet first will have a major advantage over the other!
Stew-O: Both men begin to stir, and stand themselves up before staggering back into one another. Both men spin around, BUT SHINZO CATCHES RYAN WITH A RIGHT, SCORING THE FIRST BLOW! RYAN IS ON WOBBLY LEGS, BUT RETURNS FIRE WITH ONE OF HIS OWN! SHINZO TAGS HIM WITH ANOTHER! RYAN RESPONDS IN KIND!
Flannery McCoy: SHINZO! RYAN! SHINZO! RYAN! SHINZO! SHINZO JUST REPEATEDLY HAMMERS RYAN WITH FOREARMS, SWITCHING THE GAME PLAN! RYAN APPEARS TO BE STAGGERED, BUT THE FOREARMS HAVE FIRED HIM UP IF ANYTHING, AND HE LETS BEFORE HAMMERING SHINZO WITH FOREARMS OF HIS OWN!
Jake Mercer: SHINZO STAGGERS BACK SLIGHTLY, BUT SWINGS WILDLY! RYAN DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND TRIES TO GET SHINZO UP FOR THE BLUE THUNDER BOMB! BUT SHINZO CONNECTS WITH A PUNCH TO THE EYE AS RYAN HOISTS HIM UP!
Stew-O: Ryan releases Shinzo, and doubles over, holding his eye! Shinzo sees an opportunity, and grabs Ryan in the GUILLOTINE CHOKE! THAT STANDING GUILLOTINE KNOWN AS SPIRIT WORLD! BUT QUICKLY, RYAN HAS AN ANSWER, BACK BODY DROPPING SHINZO OVERHEAD! SHINZO COUNTERS WITH A SUNSET FLIP, HOWEVER!
Flannery McCoy: RYAN ROLLS THROUGH TO HIS FEET, AND LOCKS SHINZO IN THE SHARPSHOOTER! SHARPSHOOTER IS LOCKED IN! RYAN CALLS THAT MOVE TWICE SUBMITTED, AND WILL SHINZO SASAKI BE ANOTHER NAME THAT SUCCUMBS TO IT?!
Stew-O: RICKY IS YELLING FOR SHINZO NOT TO TAP! BUT WITH THE PAIN ETCHED ACROSS HIS FACE RIGHT NOW, IM NOT SURE IF THATS POSSIBLE! SHINZO IS TRAPPED IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!
Jake Mercer: SHINZO IS RAISING HIS HAND TO TAP, IT REALLY MIGHT BE OVER!
Flannery McCoy: WAIT! HE DECIDES TO AGAINST IT, AND DRAGS HIMSELF CLOSER TO THE ROPES FOR A ROPE BREAK! REFEREE GIVES RYAN TIL THE COUNT OF FIVE!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE!
Flannery McCoy: Ryan breaks the hold! But Ryan is right back on the attack, grabbing the legs of Shinzo! BUT SHINZO PUSHES HIM AWAY WITH BOTH FEET! Shinzo pulls himself up in the corner with assistance from the ropes- BUT RYAN CHARGES IN!
Stew-O: SHINZO! SHINZO SIDESTEPS, AND RYAN GOES SHOULDER AND NECK FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST! SHINZO PULLS HIM OUT FROM BETWEEN THE MIDDLE AND TOP ROPE, BRINGING RYAN TO THE CENTER FOR A REVERSE STO SPUN INTO A SPIKE DDT! POISION PILL! SHINZO MAKES THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERES YOUR WINNER… SHINZO SASAKI!
(“Loose Change” (instrumental version) – The Alchemist plays, and Shinzo sits up off Ryan Wilson. Ricky slides in the ring, and congratulates Shinzo over the victory, ecstatic that he was able to win as Sasaki rises to his feet to have his hand raised in victory.)
Stew-O: Well, I realize that it isn’t the ending most people wanted, but Shinzo Sasaki has successfully put away Ryan Wilson, and is advancing to round two!
Flannery McCoy: Yeah, he delivered some shots that targeted Ryan’s neck earlier in the match, and that damage must’ve flared up once he went neck first into the ringpost.
Jake Mercer: See? I told you! I told you that Shinzo was going to win!
Flannery McCoy: You’re about as proud as Ricky right now.
(Shinzo exits the ring, and starts heading up the ramp, alongside Ricky, but Xander Payne passes by them, and slides in the ring.)
Stew-O: Uh oh! Something tells me things are about to go from bad to worse for Ryan!
Flannery McCoy: Xander Payne has slid in the ring, and Ryan is defenseless. He can’t even defend himself as he writhes in pain.
(Xander grabs hold of Ryan’s head, and pulls him up to a vertical base.)
Xander Payne: (off-mic) Where’s your excuse now, huh?! WHERES YOUR EXCUSE NOW?!
Stew-O: XANDER WHIPS RYAN INTO THE ROPES, AND PLANTS HIM WITH A POP UP POWERBOMB! LAST SEDATION!
Flannery McCoy: If Ryan weren’t out before, he’s certainly out now.
Jake Mercer: :roman:
Stew-O: OH, CMON! XANDER IS PULLING RYAN BACK UP, AND PLACES HIM BETWEEN HIS LEGS FOR A POWERBOMB!
Xander Payne: (off-mic) You will ALWAYS fail without me!!
Stew-O: OOH! AND ANOTHER POWERBOMB!
(Xander stands over Ryan as the referee slides in to check on Wilson, who is motionless on tthe canvas. Xander stares down with intensity in his eyes as the crowd reigns with boos upon Xander Payne. Not that he cares as the camera fades elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for Olive Garden, featuring Chris Elite.)
(Friday Night Dynasty comes back from commercial break as the camera goes to the backstage area of Beasley Coliseum. The shot goes to Rory Slate as she’s in an isolated area of the hallway, seated on a production crate in her lonesome. She looks up at the camera as it focuses on her, and from there she begins to speak.)
Rory Slate: Everyday since House of Glass I’ve had the tragic memory on loop inside of my head. Since arriving at EAW, fighting for the Specialists Championship was the closest I’ve gotten to what I believe to be my destiny. I was fingertips away from achieving what would’ve been my first Championship in this company, and right when I was at the finish line and when I thought that absolutely nothing could take me off course… I had it taken away from me. Bea Valentine took *everything* from me, and I tried my best to run from it, to escape it and push past, but the reality is I can’t seem to forget. I can’t seem to get that off my mind, and maybe it’s for a reason. Maybe my business with the Specialists Championship isn’t over just yet, maybe that chapter of the story isn’t completely closed. That was reaffirmed to me by what happened the prior week when I had the opportunity to qualify for the Specialists Chamber that is happening at Road To Redemption coming up very soon. Finally, for the first time in some time, I saw a glimmer of light. I saw a small ounce of hope where I thought there to be none and befitting of the name, I had the chance to *redeem* myself. Poor Mia Santoro just so happened to be caught in the crossfire, a casualty of such an act. It was a shame because you could tell how much an opportunity like that meant for her. A shit-for-brains egomaniac thinking that she was getting rewarded for her less than exceptional, quite frankly mediocre work, I can’t lie about the fact that I felt the slightest bit of satisfaction crushing her dreams and forcing her to suffer back in the Voltage low card where she belongs. Meanwhile, I have another opportunity to win the Specialists Championship… an opportunity that I, by no means, expect to lose.
(The slightest hint of a scowl begins to show on the face of Rory, once again being reminded of her prior failures. But also a look of determination is shown, knowing that she has a second chance and is hungry for the opportunity to redeem herself amongst all else.)
Rory Slate: Now, I’m ready to correct my course. I’m ready to make up for my losses and make sure that when it’s all said and done, *I’m* the one who is walking into the new year as the new Specialists Champion. When I first won that Unique Opportunity match at Territorial Invasion and it was revealed that I would be fighting for that title, in my mind I knew that the job would not be done until I had that around my waist. Even if there were some roadblocks in the way, and I found myself falling flat on my face one too many times for me to count, that doesn’t mean that it’s over. That doesn’t mean at all that all hope is lost. That doesn’t all of a sudden mean that my chance at obtaining such a feat is impossible. Absolutely not, I am still one of the best females that this company has ever had, and while I may have had my moments where I pulled my punches, knowing what I’ve lost I’m going to make sure now more than ever you see just how damn good I am inside the ring. I can’t deny that it was unusual seeing Michael win at House of Glass and win his first title in this company but at the same time myself not have the same benefit. I see what he’s doing for that title, elevating it from the get-go, and the only thing that does is give me all the more motivation. The household does need a matching Championship for our trophy case, and I promise that it will not be long before I accomplish just that.
Rory Slate: I don’t have very high hopes for any of the other competitions that I find myself up against. Seeing the Qualifier matches continue to be underway on Saturday Night Showdown and Sunday Night Voltage, I feel very unimpressed by everyone that will be inside that Chamber alongside me, and the potential of the mediocrity that is going to be my company for the night. The match between Nikki Kimura and Jade Phoenix regardless of who wins is just a match that is asking to be laughed at. Whoever wins is probably going to end up being the first eliminated, and ultimately a waste of time in the grand scheme of things. While on the other hand, Delilah Rose and Ashlynn Quinn are in the same boat. I don’t have any sort of interest in pursuing a match between Devolution’s new future blacklisted member along with someone whose entire career so far has been comprised of being a kiss-up who can’t succeed on her merit. Brianna Hill and KASAI is a very uninspired match as well, and needless to say, I don’t think either of them will be an issue whoever it may be that wins. This means my only thought on my mind right now is Bea Valentine, and being reminded of what she has done to me. I’ll admit that she has some bragging rights over me and nothing is going to be stopping her from letting that loose. But at the same time, I have absolutely no intention of repeating history, and while she may think that this will be her storybook ending, the reality is that not everything is going to be how it seems. This match is going to end exactly how it should be, and it’s not her retaining her title, it’s Rory Slate standing above everyone else as your *new* Specialists Champion… that’s a promise.
(Rory stands up and makes her way out of the scene, as it’s the last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty begins to fade out to elsewhere.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(“Wano Kuni” by Kohei Tanaha would hit the speakers of the arena to an explosion of boos, as Prince Tohru with Ricky by his side would make his way out onto the stage. He looks calm and collected for tonight’s match, as he makes his way down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! Hailing from The Imperial House of Japan, standing in at 105 kilos, and accompanied to the ring by Ricky! He is ‘HIS IMPERIAL HIGHNESS!!!!’ PRINCE TOHRU!!!!!!
(And then, ‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke hits the speakers, as the crowd explodes into a frenzy of cheers, and Chris Elite makes his way out onto the stage. He is looking for a victory here tonight, as he would crack his knuckles before making his way down to the ring.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent! From Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 210 pounds, he is ‘GAWD GIVEN GREATNESS!!!!!!’ CHRIS ELITE!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: This match is now underway! A rivalry is visited back to this week, as Chris Elite meets a member of KAI-ZEN in Prince Tohru, and these two men are going to waste zero time, AS THEY BOTH MEET EACH OTHER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, AND THEY BEGIN TO NAIL EACH OTHER WITH THOSE STRIKES! THESE TWO HAVE BAD BLOOD, AND IT SEEMS NONE OF THAT HAD BEEN COOLED DOWN YET, AND THEY ARE LETTING IT ALL OUT!
Flannery McCoy: IT LOOKS LIKE CHRIS ELITE IS STARTING TO OVERWHELM PRINCE TOHRU, AS THE HALL OF FAMER NAILS HIM WITH A MASSIVE FOREARM SMASH RIGHT UPON THE JAW! PRINCE FALLS INTO THE ROPES AS JOSO CONTINUES TO NAIL STRIKES AFTER STRIKES… ONLY FOR PRINCE TO DRIVE HIS KNEE INTO ELITE’S RIBCAGE! And just like that, Chris Elite’s early storm is going to be weathered, as Prince steps in, and he pulls him to the center of the ring, before throwing him over with a headlock takeover, wrenching it tightly.
Jake Mercer: And it looks like the pace is going to be slowed down early on in this match with the grounded headlock taking a little bit out of Chris Elite. But Elite still looks to fight through it, slipping out as he gets Prince Tohru into a bodyscissors! Prince is able to quickly make an escape though, kipping up to his feet, BUT CHRIS ELITE FOLLOWS AND HE CATCHES PRINCE WITH A JAPANESE ARM DRAG!
Stew-O: AND BOTH MEN GET RIGHT BACK UP TO THEIR FEET, AND THIS TIME IT’S TOHRU WHO CATCHES ELITE WITH AN RAM DRAG OF HIS OWN! Elite falls to the mat and Tohru doesn’t let go of him, quickly sliding over towards him as he once again grounded the Hall Of Famer in a mere instant, as he held down on that arm! Prince Tohru knows what he is doing, and he’s been able to hang with the best that Dynasty has to offer, and he’s showing no difference tonight.
Flannery McCoy: But Chris Elite is going to find his way fighting through this, slipping out of Tohru’s grip as he pulls him back up to his feet. Elite goes for a headlock, but Tohru ducks under it, before throwing Elite over into the corner, AND TOHRU NAILS ONE NASTY CORNER CLOTHESLINE TO CHRIS ELITE! Elite looks to be out of it from that clothesline alone, as Tohru throws him over into a snapmare, before running off of the ropes, AND A BOOT TO THE FACE! Tohru into the cover!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: BUT CHRIS ELITE MANAGES TO KICK OUT AT THE COUNT OF TWO! Prince Tohru should know just how much it will take in order to keep a Hall Of Famer like Chris Elite down, and that is exactly what he is going to do, pulling him back up to his feet, as Prince goes for a massive forearm smash… only for Elite to duck under it, AND HE SLAPS PRINCE RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE!
Stew-O: AND PRINCE TOHRU DID NOT LIKE THAT WHATSOEVER, AS HE RESPONDS WITH A MASSIVE SLAP TO CHRIS ELITE OF HIS OWN! Elite’s head jolts to the side as he holds at his cheek bone… BUT HE KICKS PRINCE RIGHT IN THE KNEE CAP! That is a way to cut him down to size as Prince falls down to his knees, and Chris Elite takes a step back, AND CHRIS ELITE IS GOING FOR THE SUPERKICK!!! HE LOOKS FOR ‘BOX OFFICE SMASH!’
Flannery McCoy: BUT PRINCE CATCHES CHRIS ELITE’S LEG AND HE PULLS HIM UP AND ONTO HIS SHOULDERS, AND PRINCE LIFTS HIM HIGH, LOOKING TO DROP HIM WITH A HUGE POWERBOMB… ONLY FOR CHRIS ELITE TO COUNTER IT WITH A MASSIVE HURRICANRANA! Prince Tohru is taken right back down as Chris Elite scrambles back up to his feet, and he’s looking to stay in this match, waiting for Prince to get back to his feet…
Jake Mercer: AND CHRIS ELITE LAUNCHES HIMSELF INTO THE ROPES, HANDSPRINGING OFF OF THEM AS HE FALLS BACKWARDS, AND TWISTS HIMSELF AROUND INTO A MASSIVE ENZIGURI KICK RIGHT ONTO THE SKULL OF PRINCE TOHRU! And yet, even then, Prince still hasn’t gone down! He isn’t off his feet, and Elite can’t believe it, scrambling back to his feet… AND HE GOES FOR ANOTHER SUPERKICK! A SECOND ATTEMPT AT THE ‘BOX OFFICE SMASH’ BY CHRIS ELITE!
Stew-O: BUT IT’S ONCE AGAIN BLOCKED BY PRINCE TOHRU, AS HE SIDE STEPS… AND LAUNCHES CHRIS ELITE OVER THE TOP ROPE, AS CHRIS CRASHES TO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!! Elite is hurt, holding at his body as he is trying to pull himself back up to his feet on the outside of the ring, stumbling up with the help of the barricade… BUT PRINCE TOHRU WITH NO TIME TO WASTE SHOOTS OFF THE ROPES, AND HE RAMS HIMSELF INTO CHRIS ELITE WITH A TOPE SUICIDA!
Flannery McCoy: THE BACK OF CHRIS ELITE’S HEAD SLAMMED RIGHT INTO THE VERY BOTTOM OF THE BARRICADE AND THE CONCRETE FLOOR! He might be knocked out cold right here, as Prince grabs him by his head, and picks him back up to his feet, before throwing him back into the ring. Prince has had the control over this match against the Hall Of Famer, and he doesn’t look to stop the onslaught, as he rolls into the ring.
Jake Mercer: It’s clear that Elite is hurting way more after he went into the barricade like that, but I don’t think Prince Tohru cares about the health of Chris Elite, as he begins to get back up to his knees… ONLY TO BE TAKEN RIGHT BACK DOWN, AS PRINCE TOHRU RUNS BACK IN, AND HE CONNECTS WITH ‘SMOKER!!!!!’ HE HITS IT, AND HE THEN NAILS IT TO ABSOLUTE PERFECTION! THE JUMPING THRUST KICK TO THE SIDE OF ELITE’S SKULL!
Stew-O: CHRIS ELITE IS OUT COLD, AND PRINCE TOHRU ROLLS HIM OVER ONTO HIS BACK BEFORE HOOKING THE LEG, HE MUST HAVE THIS MATCH WON!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO! IT’S NOT OVER! IT’S NOT OVER! CHRIS ELITE THROWS HIS SHOULDER OFF OF THE MAT, AND HE MANAGES TO STAY ALIVE IN THIS MATCH, AND PRINCE TOHRU IS LIVID! HE THOUGHT THAT HE HAD IT WON! HE THOUGHT HE HAD THE HALL OF FAMER BEAT! Prince gets right back up to his feet, and he is looking to put an end to this match at any means necessary now!
Jake Mercer: AND IT LOOKS LIKE THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT HE IS GOING TO DO, AS PRINCE PULLS CHRIS UP, AND HE LOOKS TO LOCK IN THE DRAGON SLEEPER!!! PRINCE LOOKS TO LOCK IN ‘TSURUSHI,’ BUT CHRIS ELITE MANAGES TO QUICKLY SLIP FREE AND OUT OF IT! He gets right back up to his feet as he bounces off of the ropes, AND HE JUMPS RIGHT INTO PRINCE TOHRU WITH A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP!
Stew-O: Chris Elite is getting back into this! The crowd is behind the Gawd Given Greatness himself, as Chris grabs Prince by the hair, and he begins to pick him back up to his feet… AND HE NAILS A MASSIVE FOREARM SMASH RIGHT ACROSS THE JAW! PRINCE IS DAZED… AND CHRIS ELITE WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO FOLLOW! PRINCE CAN’T PROTECT HIMSELF, AS CHRIS TURNS HIM AROUND… AND FOLLOWS UP WITH A POISON RANA!
Flannery McCoy: PRINCE TOHRU IS KNOCKED OUT COLD! Chris Elite scrambles back up to his feet, and he rushes over towards the corner, and he begins to make the climb to the top rope! Prince Tohru hasn’t moved since that poison rana… AND CHRIS ELITE IS LOOKING TO END THIS MATCH ONCE AND FOR ALL, AS HE FLIES INTO THE AIR, AND HE DROPS DOWN ONTO TOHRU WITH THE SWANTON 450 SPLASH!! AND ‘AIMIN FOR THE MOON’ CONNECTS!!!—
Jake Mercer: NOOOOO!!!! PRINCE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AND CHRIS ELITE CRASHES AND BURNS INTO THE MAT BELOW!!! Tohru quickly rolls out onto the apron as Chris Elite is stumbling around, and he is hurt from crashing and burning into the ring mat with the failed swanton 450… AND PRINCE TOHRU TAKES ADVANTAGE OF IT BY SLINGSHOTTING HIM INTO THE RING AND DROPPING CHRIS ELITE WITH THE SPEAR!!! ‘TOHRUNOYA—’
Stew-O: ‘BOX OFFICE SMASH!!!!!’ CHRIS ELITE JUST CAUGHT PRINCE TOHRU WITH THE SUPERKICK!!!! CHRIS IS GOING TO DO IT AS HE ROLLS PRINCE OVER AND HE HOOKS THE LEG, AND HE HOOKS IT IN DEEP!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TTTHHRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: HE’S DONE IT! CHRIS ELITE’S DONE IT!
Jake Mercer: WAIT… WAIT WHAT?! THAT’S THE REST OF KAI-ZEN! KAI-ZEN JUST BROKE UP THE PINFALL BEFORE THE REFEREE COULD HIT THE MAT FOR THE COUNT OF THREE, AND THEY ARE BEATING DOWN ON CHRIS ELITE!
Stew-O: ELITE CAN’T PROTECT HIMSELF AS KAI-ZEN IS BEING ABSOLUTELY RELENTLESS WITH THIS ATTACK, AND IT LOOKS LIKE THE REFEREE IS GOING TO HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO THROW THE MATCH OUT, AND THIS IS GOING TO END IN A NO CONTEST!
(DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!)
Flannery McCoy: THIS IS NOT HOW THE MUCH SHOULD BE ENDING RIGHT NOW, AS MITSU AND SHINZO SUZUKI PICKS UP CHRIS ELITE… AND THROWS THEM RIGHT INTO A DISCUS LARIAT BY MIG DE DECKER!!! CHRIS ELITE JUST GOT TURNED INSIDE OUT!
(As this attack continues to take place, the camera would pan to the backstage area, as Joso was seen watching the beat down happen on the monitor. Instead of making any sort of save, he just shrugs and walks off, completely minding his business.)
Stew-O: OH COME ON! AND JOSO ISN’T EVEN GOING TO COME OUT TO HELP CHRIS ELITE, AS KAI-ZEN PULLS ELITE BACK TO HIS FEET, AND THEY FEED HIM TO PRINCE TOHRU, AND PRINCE DROPS HIM WITH THE EMERALD TIGER DRIVER!!! ‘IMPERIAL FLOWSION’ LEAVES CHRIS ELITE LYING, AND KAI-ZEN STANDS TALL!
(KAI-ZEN would stand tall over a broken down Chris Elite, as the camera would then fade out into a commercial break from there.)
(A commercial plays for Showdown, where Adam Lucas defends the EAW Answers World Championship against ARIA in the main event!)
(As Friday Night Dynasty returns from a commercial break, the scene opens up at ringside when “They Call Me a God” by NEFFEX begins to play! The crowd rises in a huge ovation for Ms. Extreme as she makes her way out, but there’s no pandering to be had from the former Universal Women’s Champion as she makes her way down the aisle to the ring and she looks to be anything but happy as she shakes her head.)
Stephie Love: Please welcome to the ring at this time… “The Problem Child” MS. EXXXXTTTTTRRRRREEEEEEEEMMMMMMEEEEE!!!
Flannnery McCoy: Ms. Extreme didn’t appear too pleased with how things had gone for herself and Milli Banks the last time we saw her, as the two of them came up short against KAI-ZEN in tag team action. Thanks to some unfortunate miscommunication, KAI-ZEN was able to capitalize on the moment and scored themselves a huge victory.
Stew-O: Huge is an understatement – we’re talking about the longest-reigning Universal Women’s Champion and the woman who came up just two days away from breaking the record for the Specialists Championship, and they definitely weren’t exactly being bet on as the team to lose with those accolades in mind! But we’ll take a look back at that situation here in a moment!
(A replay of the various moments between Ms. Extreme and Milli Banks plays over the live broadcast, showing the forced tags by both women, Milli refusing to tag in Ms. Extreme at one point, and ultimately how Ms. Extreme accidentally took out Milli allowing Mig De Decker to capitalize. The replay cuts away and back to the ring where Ms. Extreme can be seen having watched the replay on the tron, and she can’t help but shake her head with frustration evident on her face.)
Jake Mercer: Ms. Extreme looked legitimately taken by surprise after she accidentally took out Milli, but from the look on her face now, I think there’s a better chance of Hell freezing over before she shows any remorse!
Flannery McCoy: I’m sure Milli is in the back listening to the broadcast, Jake – stop stirring the pot :mjpls:!
Jake Mercer: I’m innocent in all of this as an unbiased reporter; I’m just doing my job :mjgrin:!
(Ms. Extreme looks around at the audience and the frustration from last week is still obvious in her demeanor, and the replay hasn’t done much to ease that for her clearly. Sighing, she raises her microphone to speak and address the audience.)
Ms. Extreme: You know, I was on a high after Territorial Invasion. I had just helped win the Brand Warfare Match for Friday Night Dynasty, I had moved on from all the shit that had happened on Showdown and sought to put myself back in the main event scene. I may not have been able to do that at House of Glass and I know I didn’t go about it quietly, but I was willing to go on about my business after the fact that I had lost to Kassidy Heart. But there I was last week… losing. Losing to fucking KAI-ZEN despite none of them being on my fucking level. This isn’t the kind of shit that should be happening to me, I shouldn’t be getting dragged down for people to use me to try to do nothing but enhance their own spotlight, I shouldn’t be getting Milli Banks’ annoying attitude as my new issue – but it is happening and I’m already real fucking sick of it. I tried to give her some veteran advice but all that happened was her acting like she was too good to take it to heart and learn something, and it’s because of her that still being in her feelings over losing to Bea Valentine is why things are the way that they are.
Crowd: :lupe:
(The audience isn’t exactly on Ms. Extreme’s side, as they aren’t so quick to cast judgment against the now former Specialists Champion, but they instead seemingly decide to collectively hear Camille out.)
Ms. Extreme: Milli is supposed to be this highly touted up-and-comer that everybody loves, who everyone is constantly hyping up – but all I’ve seen in the last few weeks isn’t a woman who’s supposedly the future of the women’s division but a little girl who just isn’t ready for the big time. She isn’t showing that she’s someone who can handle all the bumps and bruises that come with being at the top of the mountain. Rather than being thankful for getting as far as she did and showing she’s going to do better, I get hitched with a woman who’s trying to compensate for failing at the last minute and it’s happened at my expense. I mean, as much as I can’t stand the bitch, it’s one thing for me to lose to Kassidy Heart and then follow it up with a loss to some bullshit group like KAI-ZEN; you all know I’m better than that. But what about Milli? If she’s still so bent out of shape because of a loss to Bea Valentine that it brings this kind of attitude out of Milli, then what does that say about her? Imagine if this is the kind of attitude we’re all going to see from Milli when she starts losing against actual top talent, and maybe then we’ll see she’s really no different from the same overhyped women before her who just couldn’t hack it when the going got tough or they couldn’t get their way after their time in the sun. I’m talking about your Darcy May Morgans, your Serena Bennetts – bitches who fucking hightailed it when they realized they were going to have to put in some actual real work in the trenches to make sure that they continued to stand out. If those moments weren’t gonna be handed to them on a silver platter, then they weren’t gonna get their hands dirty and that much was clear after I outdid both their reigns and surpassed them. See, just like them, Milli might be used to being coddled and protected, used to being told everything that she wants to hear – but Ms. Extreme is who’s going to tell everyone how it really is.
Ms. Extreme: I don’t hold back, I don’t sugarcoat a goddamn thing to spare anyone’s poor, precious feelings – someone might not want to hear what I have to say but deep down, they know it’s what they NEED to hear. And that’s why-
(Interrupting Camille, however, is “Changed It” by Nicki Minaj featuring Lil Wayne and the crowd erupts into cheers for Milli Banks! Evidently, the audience’s opinion of Milli hasn’t shifted despite Ms. Extreme’s words, but it’s the fact that both women have endeared themselves to the EAW Universe that could make this situation just that much more interesting as they both aren’t the type to mince words with those across from them. With a microphone already in hand, Milli motions for her music to get cut off as she starts down the ramp.)
Milli Banks: Honestly, Camille, I’m hearing you talk but all I’m getting out of all of this is that you’re nothing but a huge hypocrite!
(This earns an honestly amused smile from Ms. Extreme, who’s actually interested in Milli’s accusation.)
Ms. Extreme: A hypocrite? Can’t wait to hear how you jumped to that conclusion, probably the same way you thought to take my advice and start showing you just might be yet another insufferable bitch to walk through EAW’s doors.
Milli Banks: Insufferable? It’s really none of my business what personal issues you had with any of the women you crossed paths with in the past, but I can definitely tell that it’s not like your own attitude is any better. Coming out here going on and on and on about “coddled this”, “protected that”, and all this other mess about “annoying attitudes” – when you should be looking in the damn mirror! I mean, all you’re showing me – and everyone else who’s watching – is that you’re a woman who basically anyone should aspire NOT to be and that’s why I couldn’t care less about some half-assed, half-hearted, condescending so-called “advice” you wanted to give me.
Milli Banks: Maybe you should follow your own and take up on it instead, because maybe then, you wouldn’t be known for your outbursts out of the ring more than your in-ring success. Don’t you think it’s a fucking shame that the longest-reigning Universal Women’s Champion is out here on another rant about the company playing favorites where she’s holding the record for one of the most prominent and coveted Championships? Make it fucking make sense. But while you take the time to try to figure out how you’re gonna do that for the rest of us, I’ll be the first to admit that I was feeling a type of way after coming up short at House of Glass; I got as close I did to taking the record for the longest reign with the Specialists Championship and I’m not ashamed to say that I was upset.
(Milli nods her head reassuringly and looks around at the crowd to make sure that they understand her honesty as well, because when it comes to her, she’s been an open book about her struggles and trials.)
Milli Banks: That’s the competitor in me – I don’t strive to get as close as I can toward a goal just to be satisfied with failing if that’s the outcome of the situation, because I’m aiming to be the absolute best and greatest to have ever stepped foot in a wrestling ring. So many people have said that I should be grateful for the success that I had, that I should be thankful for that I even got as close as I did – but just being thankful isn’t what had people believing that I stood as great of a chance as I did when it came to becoming the longest-reigning Specialists Champion. I’m surprised someone like you would ever even dare to tell someone else what they should be thankful for when a word like that sure as hell isn’t in your vocabulary, Camille, so why in the world should I sit back and do nothing but that when you’re not exactly leading by example every time you open your mouth?
Milli Banks: You know what I think it is, for real? I think you look at me and you see someone who isn’t scared to push people’s buttons, a woman who doesn’t take “no” for an answer or just puts her head down and quietly goes to work while everyone else gets to make all the noise – and you see that I’m doing it better. You know that I’m going to exceed all expectations and you’re gonna find yourself getting overshadowed, and we all know how much someone like you hates that. You know I’m gonna keep doing it better than you, because I’m never gonna be someone who just sits backs and lets everyone else pass me up the same way that you do.
Ms. Extreme: :mjlol:! You think you’re passing me up?! Milli, get real and get a grip. No one does Ms. Extreme better than Ms. Extreme, there’s no outdoing the original and definitely not by a woman who’s just EAW’s past top girl they wanted to force on everyone else just now in a different font. Unlike you, I actually succeeded in breaking the record for days held when it came to the Universal Women’s Championship I was holding at the time; you could only wish for something like that and have it be as impactful when you’ve got everyone betting against you. I never set out to be liked by too many people but what I made sure to do was be undeniably successful, and whether you like me or not, there’s no denying that I’ve accomplished that and I’ve got the resume to show for it.
Milli Banks: You’ve got the resume to show for it, for sure, but how do you amass all that success just to still be one of the most insecure broads on the roster?! You’re constantly projecting bullshit about people plotting against your success like you’re gonna be erased from the history books at any time; the way you opened your mouth going into our match last week to speak right away on Kassidy breaking your record only if “they” “give” it to her made that clear. You’re not even confident in your own record and what kind of testament it’s supposed to have held in making the Championship any greater. I didn’t know we were puppets being controlled when it came to how we performed, but I digress.
Ms. Extreme: I’m not surprised someone like you isn’t gonna understand what I mean when you’re in the position of being propped up as the next “it” girl, or maybe you’re just being willfully ignorant so that you don’t ruffle any feathers. But that’s just another difference between you and me, Milli, being that I’m not scared to piss people off, I’m not scared to speak my mind, and I’m sure as hell not scared to put you in your place to remind you that I’m not the woman you’re gonna want to make a bigger enemy out of.
(The crowd ‘oooh’s as Ms. Extreme takes a bold step forward and Milli looks her over, almost offended by the idea that she was somehow supposed to be intimidated. But Milli doesn’t hesitate to step up to her as well and be face to face with Camille.)
Milli Banks: I don’t know, Camille, because from the way it seemed the other week when you hit me with that mistimed move, you didn’t seem to care all that much about what happened to me in the end anyway, so what would make you think I’d be anymore worried about what your reckless ass could do next? Because from where I’m standing and the way I’m feeling, I can wholeheartedly promise you that I’m not the one who should be concerned here – it’s you who should be really thinking twice about what the hell you’re gonna do next.
(Milli throws down her microphone and Ms. Extreme does the same, the two of them getting in each other’s faces as their arguing heightens even off-mic before Ms. Extreme shoves Milli! Milli stumbles and there’s a short look of surprised disbelief on her face before she shoves Ms. Extreme right back, and Ms. extreme doesn’t hesitate to come back swinging right away at Banks!)
Flannery McCoy: THIS ONE IS DEFINITELY BREAKING DOWN NOW! IT LOOKS LIKE THIS IS JUST WHAT THIS CROWD HAS BEEN WAITING FOR AFTER THESE LAST FEW TENSE MOMENTS BETWEEN THESE TWO WOMEN! AND I’D SAY IT LOOKS LIKE THE SAME COULD BE SAID FOR MILLI AND CAMILLE; THEY’RE NOT HOLDING BACK!
Stew-O: THIS CROWD IS ON THEIR FEET AS MILLI AND MS. EXTREME GO SWINGING BACK AND FORTH, BUT NEITHER WOMAN IS BACKING DOWN! THEY’RE COMING HEAD TO HEAD AFTER WEEKS OF TENSION BUILDING, AND NOW IT’S EXPLODING RIGHT HERE IN FRONT OF US!
(Ms. Extreme gets kicked back into the ropes and Milli suddenly tackles her through the ropes, the two of them spilling out of the ring and down to the floor below! Milli is the first to get herself up to her feet and she grabs a handful of hair to drag Camille away from the ring, but just as she pulls Camille’s head in under her arm, Ms. Extreme charges forward to drive Milli backward into the barricade! Ms. Extreme begins clobbering Milli over the head now that she’s got an opening and doesn’t look to let up as Milli’s down to a knee!)
Jake Mercer: MS. EXTREME IS ALL OVER THE FORMER SPECIALISTS CHAMPION RIGHT NOW AND THIS CROWD IS DIVIDED ON WHO TO SIDE WITH! THERE’S CHEERS FOR MS. EXTREME, CHANTS FOR MILLI TO FIGHT BACK BUT IT’S NOT LOOKING GOOD FOR MILLI! CAMILLE IS IN FULL CONTROL RIGHT NOW AS SHE GRABS MILLI’S HAIR AND SLAMS THE BACK OF MILLI’S HEAD AGAINST THE BARRICADE!
Flannery McCoy: Definitely a tough blow to take as Ms. Extreme isn’t at all the type to hold back; she said as much herself and she couldn’t be making it any clearer! Camille grabs Milli off the ground and drags her over to the apron to slam her face off of it, and Milli stumbles away covering her face with Ms. Extreme following-
Stew-O: MILLI WHIRLS AROUND PULLS MS. EXTREME FACE-FIRST INTO THE RING POST! CAMILLE DIDN’T SEE THAT COMING AT ALL AS MILLI UNEXPECTEDLY SHIFTS THE MOMENTUM, AND MS. EXTREME GETS HER FACE SLAMMED INTO THAT POST AGAIN AT THE HANDS OF MILLI BANKS! CAMILLE’S DUCKED DOWN AS MILLI THROWS FISTS OVER THE TOP OF CAMILLE’S HEAD, REFUSING TO LET THE VETERAN GET THE BETTER OF HER TONIGHT!
Flannery McCoy: Milli kicks Ms. Extreme’s ribs to send her rolling across the ringside floor and they end up at the end of the entrance aisle, with Milli pulling Ms. Extreme up for a short-arm clothesline- MS. EXTREME DUCKS AND LANDS A HUGE FOREARM TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! MILLI STUMBLES AROUND AND GETS A KICK TO THE GUT AS MS. EXTREME TRIES TO TAKE HER OFF HER FEET IN A SUPLEX BUT MILLI THROWS PUNCHES TO THE ABDOMEN IN AN EFFORT TO FREE HERSELF! MILLI WITH A STRAIGHT FIST TO THE FACE BUT MS. EXTREME COMES RIGHT BACK WITH ONE OF HER OWN!
Jake Mercer: AND THEY BOTH GO AT EACH OTHER WITH A HANDFUL HAIR AND STILL WHALING ON EACH OTHER WITH THEIR OTHER HAND! THEY’RE STUMBLING UP THE AISLE TOWARD THE STAGE AS THEY REFUSE TO LET EACH OTHER GO, AND FINALLY, FINALLY WE’VE GOT SOME OFFICIALS OUT HERE TO TRY TO CORRAL THIS BRAWL THAT’S GOTTEN OUT OF HAND!
(Multiple officials have to come out from the back to separate Ms. Extreme and Milli, but even then, they still struggle to keep them apart as Milli tries to leap over a number of referees that are between herself and Camille to try to get to the former Universal Women’s Champion! Ms. Extreme isn’t making it any easier on the officials either, as she tries to kick at Milli who’s well out of reach, each of them striking numerous people trying to contain their fight in the process! Their brawling turns into a screaming match, yelling at each other that this isn’t over and at the officials to get out of their to continue going at one another – but it becomes clear that it won’t be getting finished here and now as they’re taken to the back one at a time with the scene slowly fading to black.)
(Friday Night Dynasty opens up to show the backstage area of Beasley Coliseum, more specifically, where Gorilla Position is located. The area is bustling, with production crew and Elitists swarming all throughout. The camera though, is focused on only one person, and that is Ricky, the manager of KAI-ZEN. He has his arms crossed as his eyes are focused on a television that is mounted to the wall, where a replay of Prince Tohru’s match against Chris Elite is shown. He’s seen with a face of great intent, knowing that this is the week where KAI-ZEN establishes dominance and rebuilds themselves after a crushing loss at House of Glass in the tag team match. He knows that there can be no mistakes made and that if they want to make the proper impression on the Friday Night Dynasty, they have to beat everyone in their way, which has stayed the case the entire night so far with each member participating in a match… except one.)
???: Hey, Ricky, I’m ready.
(Ricky raises an eyebrow, looking over as the camera pans to show MITSU making his way into the scene. The fellow KAI-ZEN member is dressed in his entrance gear, ready for his match against Donovan Duke in the First Round of the Cash in The Vault tournament. There’s a look of determination on his face, knowing just how important this is, and seeing as Ricky has accompanied the other three members of the group to the ring, there’s a certain impression that has been created in MITSU’s head.)
MITSU: Let’s go.
Ricky: I’m afraid it doesn’t work like that…
(Ricky bows his head down, shaking his head in disappointment. MITSU looks confused, as he thinks there seems to be a misunderstanding between the two.)
MITSU: What do you mean by that? Are you not going out there with me?
(Ricky once again shakes his head.)
Ricky: No.
MITSU: Is there a reason? You accompanied the other three to the ring, why not me? Have I done something wrong?
(There’s a pause in the conversation, as Ricky takes the time to think over what he’s going to say next. MITSU is obviously very confused about all of this.)
Ricky: I hope you realize that no matter what you’ve done, since the very beginning of this faction, from the very moment that I sought you out, I saw the future and wanted nothing but the best for you. Despite our… shortcomings… nothing has changed about that.
MITSU: Yes, and there’s still a chance for us to redeem ourselves. You said it yourself, KAI-ZEN is far from through, and with the opportunities that we’ve all had tonight, we have shown everyone that we’re not going down with a fight. What’s your point?
Ricky: My point is, and we talked about this last week, everyone has put in work… but there are some that have put in less than others.
(MITSU closes his eyes and sighs, he knows that Ricky is talking about him. He has not been shy on sharing the fact that MITSU has not reached the standard that he expects out of KAI-ZEN, and that continues to be no exception.)
MITSU: I understand.
Ricky: I won’t deny that there have been moments where you have disappointed me immensely, MITSU, especially at the start of our run. There is nothing more crucial than a first impression, and I will say that you did not create the greatest one by phoning it in the way that you have done the entire duration of our time here at Elite Answers Wrestling. I have no problem cutting people loose if they prove to be a burden to KAI-ZEN’s success, even though I would much rather prefer not to considering all the work that I’ve done to get to this point. I still think that despite everything, you still have what it takes to become a massive star on Dynasty along with Shinzo, Tohru, and Mig, but you have let me down before, and what’s to say that you’re not going to let me down again?
(MITSU stays silent, nodding his head.)
Ricky: Let’s call a spade a spade here, you haven’t been up to standard, and that’s why I’m not able to help you tonight. I wish I could, but you haven’t proven that you’re somebody that’s worth continuing to invest in. I need you to prove that to be, for KAI-ZEN’s sake. I need you to show the world in what could possibly be your biggest break yet just what you’re made of, and if you just so happen not to, which I don’t want to consider a possibility considering the amount of faith that I have in you… then I don’t think you want to know what happens.
(MITSU once again nods his head, knowing exactly what Ricky is talking about.)
MITSU: Donovan Duke is a tough opponent, he is someone who has proven himself in the past and shown just how he can adapt to a climate like this one, having participated in opportunities to win the Cash in The Vault briefcase in the past. You’re right, this could very well be my biggest opportunity yet, against an opponent who isn’t the easiest to get the better of. But I know the preconceived notion that has been placed upon me by not just you, but everyone else, and know that I have to throw any doubts that I have out the window to win this match. I’ll go out there by myself, I’ll beat Donovan Duke by myself, and I’ll prove myself to KAI-ZEN by myself.
(Ricky gives the faintest smile, as MITSU nods his head before then beginning to make his way toward the curtain for his entrance. While he does so, Ricky pats him on the back.)
Ricky: Don’t let me down.
(Ricky watches him leave, his face going back to a serious expression with the slightest hint of concern on his face, with the smallest possibility of everything going wrong beginning to formulate. He shakes it off though as he turns around to look at the TV, it being the last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty from there begins to transition elsewhere.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen… The following Cash In The Vault Tournament Round One Match is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
(‘I Rise’ by Cory Marks is heard loudly from the speakers as the fans cheer loudly for Donovan Duke who’s making his way down the ring with a very motivated look on his face.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first… From Stillwater, Oklahoma… Weighing in at 212 lbs… He is “The Oklahoma Storm”… DONOVAAAAAAAAAAN DUUUUUUUUUUKE!!!
Stew-O: Making his way from Voltage, Donovan Duke is VERY motivated to win this whole tournament and become Mr. CITV as he was close to winning the Cash In The Vault at Pain For Pride and was a step closer to becoming a World Champion for the first time in his career!
Flannery McCoy: With that type of motivation, you have to think that he’s not here to play any games and will be using everything in his arsenal to put down MITSU here in Dynasty, but that will not be an easy feat seeing as his opponent also has intense pressure being put on him.
(‘il vento d’oro” by Yugo Kanno is heard through the arena replacing Donovan Duke’s theme song as MITSU makes his way out the entrance way as Ricky and KAI-ZEN aren’t seen with MITSU as he makes his way down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent… From Sōka, Saitama, Japan… Weighing in at 187 lbs… He is “The Golden Doyen”… MITSUUUUUUUUU!!!
Jake Mercer: You talk about pressure and I think about MITSU as his current situation is not very favorable for him, but if anyone can thrive under that type of pressure I believe that KAI-ZEN’s own MITSU can as he is here to prove that he is STILL a valuable asset to them, believe THAT!
Flannery McCoy: Only time will tell seeing as by Ricky’s orders, he is by himself and is “on the clock” as he stated before this match and we all know this match will not be easy for either elitists and only the very best will be able to not just advance to the second round but possibly win it all. Tonight it’s both these men’s opportunities to showcase that THEY are the ones worthy of becoming the new Cash In The Vault holder.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: We are kicking off one of the first round matches in the Cash In The Vault Tournament here tonight as Dynasty’s own MITSU goes one on one against Voltage’s own Donovan Duke to see who advances on to the second round of this tournament as both men grab each other into a Collar-and-Elbow lock up as they both attempt to power through each other and get the advantage early on in this match. Donovan Duke is able to slowly but surely push MITSU towards the ropes as the referee calls for a release. Donovan lets go as soon as he’s told to do so as MITSU quickly grabs onto Donovan Duke again and the Collar-and-Elbow lock up starts up again as this time MITSU pushes Donovan onto the ropes from the other side of the ring as the referee calls for a release. MITSU doesn’t let go as the referee starts the countdown before MITSU releases at a four count while the referee tries to seperate them. As the referee separates both elitists, MITSU is able to get a sneaky slap onto Donovan as they are finally separated. Donovan, clearly pissed off at the act of disrespect, quickly pushes the referee to the side and decks MITSU with “Ole Reliable” as the Right Hook connects on MITSU’s jaw knocking him down to the mat momentarily!
Jake Mercer: C’mon MITSU get back up! KAI-ZEN can’t have you losing again! Well… It seems as MITSU attempted to get back up, Donovan Duke was ready as he ever has been as he picked MITSU up and executed a Belly-to-Belly Suplex on him as he sent him across the ring! MITSU rolls out of the ring as he knows it’s better to catch his breath than let Donovan pick him back up as he crawls towards the barricade and slowly picks himself up, but look inside the ring as Donovan runs the ropes as he rebounds off them and hits the groggy MITSU on the outside with a Tope con Hilo! Donovan Duke is firing on all cylinders here tonight as he has an opportunity to redeem himself after he couldn’t win the Cash In The Vault at Pain For Pride as he tries to Deadlift German Suplex the downed MITSU, but MITSU is able to slide away from Donovan’s grasp and hits him with a Single Knee Backstabber as the referee initiates the ring count!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Flannery McCoy: All the pressure is on MITSU tonight as last week when he lost to BRAE, Ricky walked out on him leaving him all by himself after the loss. Surely he knows that he has to pick up the slack before Ricky finds a replacement for him as he quickly climbs up on the apron and goes for an Apron Knee Drop on the downed Donovan Duke as he executes it perfectly, but he’s not done just yet as he’s making sure Donovan stays down by hitting him with Knee Strikes to his head! MITSU may be looking to make an example out of Donovan as he could easily win by count out here tonight.
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
Flannery McCoy: Instead, MITSU throws Donovan Duke back inside the ring as he gets back inside as well! MITSU starts to drag Donovan close to the corner as he starts to slowly climb up the turnbuckle as we could be seeing MITSU take to the skies! MITSU is now preparing to hit a Diving Elbow Drop on Donovan Duke…
Stew-O: Donovan Duke was well prepared for that as he quickly gets up and effortlessly hops on top of the turnbuckle with MITSU as he grabs him and Donovan goes for a Superplex that makes both men land right in the middle of the mat as Donovan Duke quickly goes for the cover!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TH-!!!
Stew-O: A kick out from MITSU as that’s just not enough to crush KAI-ZEN’s own MITSU! Donovan Duke isn’t done just yet however as he has a confident look on his face as he slowly picks up MITSU from the mat and positions him for a Vertical Suplex, successful doing so while walking around with him a bit turning this into a Delayed Vertical Suplex, and like the saying goes “anything that goes up must come down” as MITSU crashes down back in the middle of the mat! What a showcase of strength from Donovan Duke, but he’s not just a strong man as he’s about to show his agility and acrobatic skill too as he looks at the downed MITSU before quickly hitting him with a Standing Shooting Star Press! Amazing look for Voltage’s own Donovan Duke, but clearly he wants to show all of EAW how ready he is to be Mr. CITV as he kips-ups back to his feet and slowly heads to the top rope as he quickly climbs up, takes a quick look, and goes for a beautiful Moonsault onto MITSU!
Jake Mercer: Not so fast as MITSU using all his strength and energy to get back up and hit Donovan Duke mid Moonsault with a vicious Missile Dropkick as both men are downed! C’mon MITSU get this win for not just Ricky but all of KAI-ZEN as well! MITSU slowly but surely crawls towards the ropes as he slowly picks himself back up while Donovan slowly sits up, but MITSU seeing this quickly hits Donovan with a Discus Shoot Kick laying him back down! Both these men are giving it their all to become the new Cash In The Vault Holder, but only one elitist will walk out of this tournament as the winner! Will MITSU get one step closer here tonight as he slowly gets to the top rope as he looks down at Donovan Duke and quickly this time takes the dive as he’s looking to finally hit the Diving Elbow Drop from the top rope as it lands right on Donovan’s chest! MITSU is now covering Donovan Duke as he’s looking to pick himself back up after losing last week as the referee starts the count!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THR-!!!
Flannery McCoy: Not just yet as Donovan Duke gets his shoulder up as MITSU is clearly frustrated with this kick out! MITSU now grabs onto Donovan’s leg as he tries to hook it in for a Single Leg Boston Crab, but Donovan is able to kick him off towards the ropes as he quickly gets up, but it seems he will quickly be put down as MITSU is able to use the momentum off the rebound for a Diving Crossbody onto “The Oklahoma Storm” Donovan Duke!
Stew-O: Donovan Duke using his strength as he catches MITSU and adjusts him to hit him with a Running Powerslam right in the middle of the ring mat! Donovan Duke isn’t done showing that he’s a jack of all trades as he quickly makes his way to the turnbuckle and climbs to the top rope and takes a quick glance at the downed MITSU as he dived going for a beautiful Moonsault and he LANDS it flawlessly! He isn’t done just yet here as he grabs onto MITSU’s legs and hooks him in for a vicious Boston Crab as he wrenches the submission hold very tightly! MITSU is trying to crawl towards the ropes, but Donovan Duke drags him back to the middle and makes the hold tighter. As MITSU tries to start the crawl again, Donovan tried to drag him back but leaves enough room for MITSU to turn around enough to kick Donovan off him as he tries to get up as quickly as he can, but Donovan rebounds off the ropes as he’s looking for a Spear!
Jake Mercer: NOT JUST YET AS MITSU WON’T LET KAI-ZEN DOWN AS HE USED DONOVAN’S OWN MOMENTUM AGAINST HIM TO CONNECT WITH HIS FLAPJACK SIGNATURE MOVE OUT OF NOWHERE! MITSU NOW WITH THE QUICK COVER!
ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEE-!!!
Jake Mercer: Donovan Duke with a kick out at two and a half! I mean were we really expecting a pinfall off a signature move? It doesn’t matter as MITSU knows he has to do way more damage before he can put down “The Oklahoma Storm” Donovan Duke down as he slowly starts to pick him up with a few slaps in between before Irish Whipping him towards the rope as he used the rebound to hit a Release German Suplex as Donovan Duke lands on the back as he rolls himself back up somehow someway while standing up groggily… I think MITSU is looking for the end here tonight as he hits an Enziguri that sends the groggy Donovan stumbling back towards the ropes a bit as it helps Donovan stay up a bit with a slight rebound, but it’s best to call it here now as MITSU is looking for “Doyen’s Desolation” as the Reverse Neckbreaker is about to connect, but Donovan Duke using his agility and flexibility reversed into a Frankensteiner that spikes MITSU’s head right onto the ring mat!
Flannery McCoy: MITSU is not looking good after that spiked move as Donovan Duke is keeping the pressure on him as he quickly goes for a Standing Moonsault that lands flawlessly on him! Rolling off MITSU’s body, Donovan Duke hooks in a Headlock of sorts on MITSU and slowly picks him up using the Headlock of sorts into Reverse DDT position as Donovan Duke connects with a Lariat using his free arm landing right on his knee into a Backbreaker! “Southern Hospitality” connects and Donovan is quick with the cover now!
ONEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEE-!!!
Jake Mercer: MITSU kicks out just in time as Donovan Duke slowly picks him back up, setting him up for “Bankrupt” as Donovan tries to hook in the Guillotine Choke Submission hold, but MITSU is able to push Donovan Duke off him! I think MITSU has the opening of a lifetime to finally put down Donovan Duke, move to the next round, and get closer to being in the good graces of Ricky as well! MITSU not allowing an opening for Donovan as he hits him with an Elbow Smash leaving him dazed as he quickly gets a little payback with a Franksteiner of his own to Donovan Duke! Spiked his head with it, but Donovan is fighting through the pain as he gets back up fired up, but MITSU is able to Irish-Whip Donovan Duke in time towards the ropes as he rebounds and MITSU goes for a Diving Crossbody again!
Flannery McCoy: SPEAR FROM DONOVAN DUKE! DONOVAN NOW PICKING UP MITSU AS HE GOES FOR “ROYAL FLUSH” AS THE WIDOW’S PEAK CONNECTS! DONOVAN NOW GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner and advancing to round two of the Cash In The Vault Tournament… He is “The Oklahoma Storm”… DONOVAAAAAAAAAAN DUUUUUUUUUUKE!!!
Stew-O: What an impressive win from Donovan Duke here tonight as he secured his spot in round two of this tournament and is one step closer to winning the Cash In The Vault he failed to win at Pain For Pride, the question is will he be able to win it this time, or fall flat once again?
Jake Mercer: What’s MORE important is what’s going to happen with MITSU as he continues to put KAI-ZEN to shame and not live up to the expectations Ricky had for him! Two losses back to back and it seems maybe MITSU’s time is running out in Ricky’s and KAI-ZEN’s eyes and a replacement may be inevitable…
Flannery McCoy: All we know is that both these elitists gave it their all here tonight, but only one could win here tonight and advance to the next round and that lucky elitist was Donovan Duke as he put everything on the line here tonight and was successful at advancing! Can Donovan Duke repeat this result come round two and will MITSU be able to bounce back from this loss? Only time will tell…
(Donovan Duke is seen celebrating as he slaps some hands by ringside as the fans cheer loudly while MITSU is seen crawling towards the corner as he looks furious after this loss before the scene fades out from the ring to backstage.)
(With the break in action, Joso stands by with Michael Belfort. He remains as nonchalant as he was earlier with Chris Elite being attacked. Arms crossed, he looks on as if he has something better to do, before Michael speaks.)
Michael Belfort: EAW Universe, thank you for tuning in! I’m Michael Belfort and currently with me is a man who has a lot of eyes on him, even if it may not be for all the right reasons: Joso.
(Joso blinks behind his shades. He pushes them slightly down, giving Michael a “are you serious?” look.)
Joso: For no right reason? Come on, Michael, stop playing with me. You know I been him, so what’s not good about that?
(Joso gives his signature smirk.)
Michael Belfort: Well, you are a star, that’s for sure, but that’s not exactly what I mean. What I’m getting at is that, for the past couple of weeks, things have been rather… frigid, between yourself and Chris Elite.
(Joso’s smirk lessens.)
Joso: Is that right?
Michael Belfort: It seems like it. Ever since Chris Elite was given the opportunity to try and qualify for the Extreme Elimination Chamber match at Road to Redemption, things have been rocky between you two. As such, perhaps you’ve caused him his chance to move on in the match, be it directly or indirectly, and Chris seemed to have returned the favor for you. Of course, this could all have been a huge miscommunication on both of your parts, or, perhaps it’s all a deliberate game of petty chess. At this rate, the fans have been left confused by everything that has occurred. Ultimately, the main question here is: what’s going on between you and Chris?
Joso: …
(Joso chuckles. He readjusts the frames to fit on his face again. He looks at Michael, gives him a shrug, and simply states:)
Joso: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
(Michael raises a brow.)
Michael Belfort: I’m sorry?
Joso: Ion know, Mic. I think you and some of the fans out here, no disrespect, maybe getting a bit too lost in the sauce. Ain’t nothing going on.
(Silence. Then, Michael speaks.)
Michael Belfort: I don’t know, Joso. I don’t mean to pry, but things seem to have heated up a notch between the two of you. At the very least, you were on friendly terms, but now, that doesn’t seem to be the case. You cost him his match, and he–
Joso: Did I?
(Michael pauses.)
Michael Belfort: It looked like it.
Joso: Right. ‘Looked’ like it. However, that doesn’t mean I did it. I didn’t do anything, in fact. I came out, watched his match with SOSA, he lost, and it is what it is. He wanted to come out last week during my match, got involved, and all sorts of crap went down. I’m definitely not feeling that. If he really intended to interfere, then that says it all right there.
(Joso pauses, catching himself.)
Joso: I mean, we can go back and forth all day every day about who is to blame, but honestly, I ain’t tryna add now kind of flame to whatever kind of fire you and the rest of the world are tryna start here. All I know is, I didn’t do anything wrong. Things may have been muddled or got lost in translation, but honestly? I’m not stressing. I’m just trying to move on and not let all of this get to me.
Michael Belfort: So, you aren’t mad with Chris at all?
(Joso gives a quick shrug.)
Joso: Mad is a strong word, Mic.
Michael Belfort: You know, Joso, a lot of people would like to believe that things are alright between you and Chris. However, earlier in the night, he was ruthlessly attacked by KAI-ZEN, and it was shown that you were aware of it. In fact, you actively watched and saw Chris get battered by their hands, and you didn’t come in to help him out whatsoever. How do you explain that?
(Joso’s smirk was on the verge of disappearing entirely. However, he sighs, regains himself, and looks at Michael directly.)
Joso: We already beat KAI-ZEN. It’s out of my hands.
(Cut and dry. Just like that. The fans in attendance quiet down as they watch the segment unfold. Michael himself looks a bit caught off guard by his answer. Joso picks up on this, and that is when the first signs of a frown start to make themselves known.)
Joso: What? I’m telling the truth! Chris and I had our mutual enemies with KAI-ZEN, but we handled that at House of Glass! We beat them! Did we or did we not do that, Mic?
Michael Belfort: Yes, but–
Joso: Okay, cool. There. What is the issue then? Chris and I were never gonna be buddy-buddy in the long run. Just because I agreed to help him out and in turn let him help me does not mean I’m obligated to spend the rest of my career following behind him and doing his bidding. That’s not how it works, and it was never gonna go down like that. I mean, I guess it sucked they attacked him, but if they wanna be salty or whatever and keep going after him, then it is what it is. I got my lick back against them. I’m not about to be sticking my neck out each and every single time they want to be aggy and jump someone.
(Joso shrugs.)
Joso: Besides, why am I the one you’re asking about this? Have you spoken to Myles? Limmy?
Michael Belfort: Limmy is out with injury.
Joso: Okay, so what about BEFORE he was injured?
Michael Belfort: Right, but things started to unravel between you and Chris around the time he–
Joso: Listen, big Mic, let’s cut this out now, alright? Because you and really everyone else haven’t been bugging anyone else he’s teamed up with about where they were at. As a matter of fact, what about Jake Smith? Didn’t they reconcile their differences? Haircare Kings and all of that? Yet he’s too busy having that 420s reunion tour with Bronson. Guess he got a new black BFF.
(A few gasps leave the fans’ lips.)
Michael Belfort: Admittedly, no, I haven’t gotten to him or Myles. However, both of them had been focused on qualifying for the chamber match.
(Joso slowly nods.)
Joso: Right… the chamber match. The same match I never got a fair shot at qualifying for. But I guess ‘cause I’m in limbo, I gotta follow behind Chris like a lost puppy now, huh?
(Michael is unsure of what to say to Joso. However, even if he was able to speak, he would’ve been interrupted by the young man’s chuckles.)
Joso: Honestly? It’s pathetic. But you know what? It’s cool. I may not have a clear path to becoming a world champion, but I’ll find a way. Hell, I’ll make it myself if I have to. By hook or by crook, I’m gonna get my rightful opportunity, and when it does happen? No one is gonna mess it up for me. I ain’t missing, either. I’m shooting my shot, and if anyone wants to get in the way of that… well, that’s gonna be their problem. Not mine.
(Joso sounded serious with the last sentence. Still, like a light switch, he gives Michael a smirk before tipping his head towards him.)
Joso: I’ll see you some other time, big Mic.
(Joso takes his leave. Michael watches on.)
Michael Belfort: So much for getting any answers…
(The interviewer looks in, scratching his head, before Dynasty fades back to ringside where the next match is scheduled to take place.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen… The following Extreme Elimination Chamber Qualifying Match is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
(The crowd erupts in cheers as ‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ by AFI playa through the speakers and the crowd cheers somehow even louder as Hans Grayson comes out ecstatic to see the fans cheering him on as he makes his way to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first… From Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada… Weighing in at 219 pounds… He is “Fire Heart”… HAAAAAAAAAAAAANS GRAYSOOOOOOOOOON!!!
Flannery McCoy: Hans Grayson making his first match appearance since losing his EAW New Breed Championship to Michael Machina at House of Glass, while that loss must be very devastating to him, it seems he isn’t fazed at all as he makes his way to the ring with the same confidence he always exudes!
Jake Mercer: Sure he may be confident, but I mean let’s be serious and look at who he’s facing here tonight! Hans Grayson may want to move up the totem pole of success, but he’s against someone who already has been at the very top and is looking back to the top once again and all he has to do is beat that goodie two shoes inside the ring? Yeah, Hans Grayson doesn’t even stand a chance prople!
‘It Follows’ by Cane Jill replaces Hans Grayson’s theme song as Xander Payne is seen slowly walking out the entrance way as the fans go from cheering very loudly to booing Xander very loudly. Xander has a confident smirk on his face as he makes his way down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent… From Toronto, Ontorio, Canada… Weighing in at 255 pounds… XANDEEEEEEEEEEER PAYNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Stew-O: A man who’s focused and ready to get back at the top while also trying to put his most recent loss to Ryan Wilson at House of Glass behind him as he’s looking for an opportunity to compete for the EAW World Heavyweight Championship once again and maybe showing Ryan that he will never be better than Xander Payne himself!
Jake Mercer: You say that like it’s not a fact, Stew… I’ll have you know that “The Wrestling Genius” Xander Payne not only out-wrestles that bozo Ryan Wilson, but he can also out-wrestle Hans Grayson here tonight and secure his spot inside that Extreme Elimination Chamber match at Road to Redemption! Fact!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Flannery McCoy: This Extreme Elimination Chamber qualifying match is on its way as both Hans Grayson and Xander Payne stare at each other. Xander quickly tries to go for a clothesline on Hans, but he steps to the side and grabs onto Xander, and takes him down to the mat with a Headlock Takeover! Hans wrenches on the Headlock as he quickly lets go, trying to wear him down some more by different means, but Xander tries to roll out of the ring! Hans Grayson is too quick for Xander as Hans starts to deliver Knees to the mid-section of Xander! Hans is a hungry elitist, seeing he lost his EAW New Breed Championship at House of Glass, but he feels he didn’t go out like he wanted to so this is a big opportunity to elevate himself after a loss like that, but Xander Payne has tasted World Championship gold and to have another taste would definitely show the world that his loss against Ryan in the same show Hans lost his championship was nothing but a fluke!
Jake Mercer: FINALLY! You finally can see the light and KNOW that Ryan Wilson’s win over Xander was but a fluke and tonight he proves that by putting this bozo down and securing his spot at Road To Redemption inside that Extreme Elimination Chamber match. Hans though letting Xander Payne slowly pick himself back up as he quickly grabs him from behind and slams him back down on the mat with a Saito Suplex as he kip-ups back on his feet and tries to hook in a Sharpshooter onto Xander the “Wrestling Genius” but Xander is able to push Hans Grayson away from him as he quickly gets back up while Hans rebounds off the rope… Xander grabs Hans with a Scoop Lift and swings it into a Exploder Suplex! Quickly now, he grabs onto one of Hans’ hands and starts bending every finger one by one as Hans face clearly shows that those finger bends while very “small” compared to other wrestling moves are as painful or even more painful than you would think! As Xander finishes up, he stomps on the hand and starts to slowly but surely stomp on the rest of the limbs as he’s trying his hardest to weaken every body part of Hans to make sure that this Extreme Elimination Chamber spot is his!
Stew-O: You really are delusional if you think Flannery agreed with you about Ryan Wilson’s win being a fluke, but what we can all agree on is that Xander Payne seems to be going all out for this match as he is making sure the very agile Hans Grayson stays grounded as he goes for a Headlock on Hans, but Hans is quickly able to transition it to his favor as he locks his legs over Xander’s head! Xander is able to escape it as both men stand up and stare each other down as Xander tries to go for another clothesline on Hand, but Hans is able to take down Xander Payne with a Hurricanrana as Xander quickly crawls his way to the turnbuckle as he quickly picks himself up and tries to leave the corner… Hans doesn’t let him, however, as he connects with Lariats on Xander who was standing in the corner as he’s left a bit dazed! Hans sees an opening as he steps back a few steps and goes for a Jumping Knee into the corner into a Running Bulldog, but Xander is able to push Hans off him before he connects with that Running Bulldog!
Flannery McCoy: Hans Grayson tries to put Xander back in the corner, but Xander Payne quickly dazes him with a Stiff Forearm Stash as Hans is left groggily standing. Xander now pushes Hans Grayson towards the ropes as he rebounds off them and throws him down with a Reverse Judo Takeover as Hans lands seated down, but is quickly taken down with a Roundhouse Kick right to his head! Xander now runs the ropes as he hits a Jumping Seated Senton on the grounded Hans Grayson! Both these elitist are going all out for that great opportunity to be part of the Extreme Elimination Chamber at Road To Redemption, but it seems Xander Payne is trying to get it sooner rather than later as he tries to hook Hans Grayson into a Crossface Submission Hold…
Jake Mercer: The hold isn’t tight enough to keep Hans Grayson down as he’s able to escape the Crossface as Xander Payne tries to keep Hans down, but he’s swept down to the mat as Hans Grayson finally hooks in the Sharpshooter he was looking for earlier in the match right in the middle of the ring! C’mon Xander don’t let this bozo make you tap out! Show the world that Ryan Wilson is a fraud and that win over you was simply a fluke! Xander is trying his best to crawl towards the ropes, but Hans tries brings him back to the middle of the rope as it allows Xander Payne to turn around and kick Hans Grayson off him as he’s sent to the ropes while Xander slowly gets back up. Hans quickly grabs onto the ropes however as he uses them to execute a Springboard Missile Dropkick on Xander Payne who barely just got back up but is quickly back down on the mat! I may not like how this kid carries himself, but he sure is showing us some REAL graps as he doesn’t look like he’s going to slow down as he runs to the other side, goes to the outer part of the apron, and as Xander slowly rolls back up a bit dazed looking at Hans’ direction, Hans hits him with a Springboard Sunset Flip and goes for the cover!
ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THR-!!!
Stew-O: Xander Payne using his veteran skill to use Hans’ own move against him as he quickly rolls Hans Grayson up instead and goes for a cover as well!
ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEE-!!!
Stew-O: Hans Grayson is able to kick out after he was caught by surprise, but Xander was ready for that as he quickly positions the kneeling Hans Grayson for a Spike Piledriver in the middle of the ring that is executed flawlessly as Hans’ head is spiked right on the ring mat! A cocky grin is forming on Xander’s face as he’s not done just yet as he picks up the downed Hans Grayson and positions himself near a turnbuckle as he hits a Belly-to-Belly Suplex onto Hans that launches him back first into the turnbuckle! Hans is left awkwardly sitting on the corner as Xander sees an opportunity to quickly shut down Hans as she moves a few steps back and starts running towards the seated Hans as he’s looking to hit his signature “NAPALM BLAST” on poor Hans Grayson!
Flannery McCoy: Xander Payne looking to connect with the Cannonball into the corner, but Hans Grayson is able to slide out of the ring at the last minute causing Xander to hit the turnbuckle back first! Hans Grayson quickly pulls Xander Payne outside of the ring as he grabs him from behind and goes for another Saito Suplex as he suplexes Xander onto the barricade! Hans Grayson is showing the world that he’s not ready just yet to give up as he wants to show the world he is prepared for a bigger spotlight after going out as New Breed Champion in a way he didn’t want to at House of Glass! Hans now climbs on top of the barricade as Xander slowly picks himself up with assistance from the apron, turns around, and is taken down by a Diving Crossbody off the barricade! The referee starts the countdown!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Jake Mercer: It seems Hans isn’t keen on picking up a count out win here tonight as he tries to throw Xander Payne back inside the ring, but Xander Irish-Whips him back inside the ring as he takes a rest on the barricade for a quick second. Hans Grayson gets up quickly as he makes sure to not waste any time, starts to run the ropes, rebounds off them, and hits Xander Payne with a Tope Con Hilo sending both men down to the floor! Hans Grayson now slowly picks himself up with the apron as he grabs the kneeling Xander Payne and Irish-Whips him inside the ring! Quickly, Hans Grayson gets inside the ring as well, notices the downed Xander Payne, and runs the ropes as he grabs onto the ropes and he’s looking for the Springboard Moonsault aka “Firesault” on him as he’s looking for the beginning of the end of this match!
Stew-O: KNEES UP FROM XANDER PAYNE AS HANS LANDS STOMACH FIRST ON THEM! Xander pushes Hans off him as he quickly gets back up and picks Hans up as he tries crawling toward the ropes and Irish Whips him towards the same ones he tried to crawl towards as Xander connects with a Rebound German Suplex that plants him right down on the mat! He gets back up as he runs the ropes himself and hits the grounded Hans Grayson with a Vertical Splash! I think this may be over for the “Fireheart” here tonight as Xander Payne heads to the top rope as he slowly makes his way up and he takes the dive as the Diving Headbutt connects on Hans! Xander slowly goes for the cover as he rubs his forehead and covers Hans Grayson for the pinfall!
ONEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEE-!!!
Flannery McCoy: Kick out from Hans Grayson as Xander Payne is clearly ticked off that he kicked out of that Diving Headbutt! Seems like he’s trying to go or another one as he slowly starts to climb to the top rope, but Hans uses all of his adrenaline to catch up to Xander as he grabs him as both men are on the top rope and HANS GRAYSON WITH A MOONSAULT OFF THE TOP ROPE GRABBING XANDER! “FIRE FLY” CONNECTS, BUT HANS ISN’T DONE HERE AS HE GOES TO THE OUTER SIDE OF THE APRON AND YELLING FOR XANDER TO GET UP AS HE GOES FOR “BURNING SHOT LARIAT”!
Jake Mercer: XANDER WITH A “KODIAK CANNON” AS HE SENDS HANS ACROSS THE RING WITH A DEVASTATING SHOTGUN DROPKICK! THIS MAY BE XANDER’S OPENING AS HE STARTS TO SLOWLY PICK HANS UP, BUT WAIT WHAT’S THIS?!?
(In the entrance way, a bandaged up Ryan Wilson is seen limping his way to the ramp as a bunch of backstage officials and doctors run after him and try to prevent him from getting much further.)
Jake Mercer: What does THIS sore loser want?!? He lost his match earlier tonight cleanly and now comes to bother “The Wrestling Genius?!?” Seems Xander is preoccupied looking at this scene as Hans is able to slightly get up and rolls up Xander Payne for the cover!
ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner and qualifying for the Extreme Elimination Chamber… He is “Fire Heart”… HAAAAAAAAAAAAANS GRAYSOOOOOOOOOON!!!
Stew-O: Hans Grayson getting the win by any means here tonight as he used the distraction that Ryan Wilson caused to essentially “steal” the win here tonight, but anything is fair inside the squared circle when championship implications are on the line!
Jake Mercer: Oh, it’s fine when he does it but if Xander did it we’d be calling it cheating. Let’s say it how it is; Ryan Wilson SCREWED Xander Payne here tonight and quite frankly the beat down Xander gave him earlier tonight? Justified!
Flannery McCoy: With his delusional rant aside, Hans Grayson was able to pick up a big win here tonight as he gets one step closer to perhaps becoming a World Champion in EAW while Xander Payne clearly still has to take care of his little Ryan Wilson problem he created for himself.
(Hans Grayson is seen with a confident smirk on his face as he slowly backs away from the ring, while Ryan Wilson is finally being taken to the back, and Xander Payne is clearly seething inside the ring before the scene fades to black.)
(A commercial plays Fortnite.)
(Dynasty returns from commercials. The camera focuses on the stage area before ‘True Love’ by CFO$ plays to a negative reaction from fans as Dynasty graphics are replaced with ones for the Jaded Hearts. Both women wear expensive clothing, looking like a million bucks as usual, and strut onto the stage. Kassidy has the Universal Women’s Championship around her waist, and Unified Tag Title slung over her shoulder. She stands side by side with Sienna Jade on the stage, and both women raise them high, receiving buckets of pyro. Once that ends, they begin sauntering down to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS… THEY ARE THE TEAM OF KASSIDY HEART AND SIENNA JADE… JADED HEARTS!
Jake Mercer: It’s that time of the week, guys! Time for the Jaded Hearts!
Flannery McCoy: I can tell you’re excited, Jake, but I’m not sure if these people share the same sentiments.
Jake Mercer: Oh, they’re just jealous! Jealous that Sienna and Kassidy are actually champions in life!
Flannery McCoy: In that case, shouldn’t you be jealous too? :mjgrin:
Jake Mercer: :wtf:
Stew-O: :mjgrin: Well, The Jaded Hearts are here, and I imagine they’ll have something to say in regards to Kassidy’s match this week against SALLY over on Voltage.
Flannery McCoy: Yes, Kassidy will be defending her Universal Women’s Championship, and I hope she’s not taking the challenge lightly.
Stew-O: She already paid for that last week, getting misted in the eyes, which I’m sure til this day does not sit right with Heart.
Flannery McCoy: Nor Sienna Jade, who looked like she wanted to rip Sally limb from limb following last week’s incident.
(Kassidy and Sienna enter the ring, and Sienna is handed two microphones by a stagehand through the middle rope. Sienna holds on to one, and hands the other off to Kassidy as they stand in the center of the ring, looking around at the booing crowd as ‘True Love’ fades in the background. Eventually, the crowd pipe down, giving Jaded Hearts the room to speak.)
Kassidy Heart: Ya know, getting misted by a literal fucking clown wasn’t on my bucket list last week, but here we are.
Sienna Jade: No, last week, we came out here to talk about being record breakers, being history makers, but SALLY had to go, and interrupt us.
Kassidy Heart: And for what?
Sienna Jade: Obviously, to fuel whatever delusions she’s having about your match this week.
Kassidy Heart. Right, our match this week. Tell me, is there any doubt that I’m going to lose my title on Voltage this week?
(The Jaded Hearts look around, and the crowd seems mixed, some believing that SALLY can defeat Heart for the title, others not having that same faith.)
Kassidy Heart: Glad to see some people in Pullman, Washington, have some sense.
Sienna Jade: But the others?
Kassidy Heart: The others are a lost cause.
Sienna Jade: Seriously, I don’t understand how any- … how any-
(Sienna tries to contain herself, however, can’t help but let out a stifled laugh.)
Sienna Jade: I’m sorry. It’s just that I don’t understand how anyone can think that SALLY will beat you with a straight face.
Kassidy Heart: Especially with the mood I’m in. SALLY, big surprise. But you’ve wound up doing yourself more harm than any actual good, because after last week’s little incident, I’m pissed off. Matter of fact, I’m pissed that I’m even having to defend my title against you in the first place, but it’s obvious why I’ve been placed in this predicament. And it’s something I know, something Sienna knows, something you fans know, that Voltage is a complete and utter shit show, ran by an incompetent GM, Captain Charisma.
(The crowd boos, not appreciating the disrespect shown towards a beloved legend like Captain Charisma.)
Sienna Jade: Boo all you want, but Kass here? She’s right.
Kassidy Heart: I mean, how else do you describe a brand, or general manager that books a clusterfuck “not important enough for anything else, so here’s the scraps” match with a bunch of losers, and thinks it’d be cute if the winner was actually granted a World Title shot? Does that make any sense to you?
(Sienna shakes her head.)
Sienna Jade: Nope.
Kassidy Heart: You’d think that one would have to do a little more. Ya know, like beat someone actually important, not another list of names that probably won’t be here in the next two years. But so be it. If that’s how Captain Charisma wants to decide title shots, that’s how he decides title shot. But you’re going to regret winning said shot, SALLY. You’re going to regret ever stepping in the ring with me come sunday. As if I wasn’t already annoyed by having to face you, now I’m pissed off, and what that means is: I’m going to take pleasure in absolutely destroying you.
(Kassidy stares into the camera, talking directly to SALLY, who she knows is watching, but turns her attention over to Sienna Jade as she speaks up.)
Sienna Jade: But that’s Voltage, that’s Sunday. The attention now is on our Unified Tag Team Champions.
(Sienna looks down to the title around her waist, and rubs it with her hand.)
Sienna Jade: See, we didn’t just win these to take cute pictures, and add another trophy to the case.
Kassidy Heart: No, we won these, because we had, and still do HAVE something to prove.
Sienna Jade: We beat POTARA when POTARA were deemed unbeatable.
Kassidy Heart: Unbeatable until… we showed up.
Sienna Jade: If that weren’t enough to convince you, then me and Kassidy will still face the best this tag team division has to offer, because we want to show that… no matter the era, no matter who it is, we are the best tag team this company has to offer.
Kassidy Heart: And to prove we’re not all talk, we’re calling out anybody from any brand to come out here, and challenge us.
(The crowd perks up, excited at the many possibilities. Kassidy and Sienna look toward the stage area, waiting, but some time passes, and they received… nothing.)
Sienna Jade: Cmon, don’t be shy. This is an opportunity to-
(The crowd pops at seeing someone step to the plate, which turns out to be La Famalia, who interrupt Sienna Jade with ‘El Gavilan’ by Luis R Conriquez, Peso Pluma, y Tony Aguirre. Roberto steps out, and he’s being flanked by both Luis and Valerie. All three have a microphone in hand, and Roberto speaks into his while walking down the ramp.)
Roberto De La Rosa: Cut the music, cut the music.
(‘El Gavilan’ by Luis R Conriquez, Peso Pluma, y Tony Aguirre fades in the background.)
Roberto De La Rosa: Correct me if I’m wrong, but did I hear you issuing a challenge to anyone that wants a shot at your titles? Well, allow La Familia to be the first to throw our names in the hat.
Kassidy Heart: Great. More Voltage filth.
Roberto De La Rosa: Filth? Try finest, cabrón. You realize who you’re talkin to?
Sienna Jade: Oh, right. Kassidy, we are in the presence of Mr. 24/7.
(Jaded Hearts pretend to care, but it’s obvious they don’t.)
Kassidy Heart: 😱
(Roberto smirks, amused.)
Roberto De La Rosa: Oh, Kassidy, didn’t you learn from last week? Because similar to last week, that overconfidence could cost you.
(All three members hop up on the apron, and enter the ring.)
Valeria Hellstorm: After all, it is three-on-two. If we wanted, we could leave the two of you laying, and make a statement right here, right now.
Roberto De La Rosa: Travel back a few years, and we may not have the advantage. No, it’d be even, because if I remember correctly, you guys had a third member. Just a shame she only was Kassidy’s friend, and not yours, Sienna.
(Sienna and Kassidy look to each other, brushing off Roberto’s attempt to draw tension between the two.)
Roberto De La Rosa: Alright, it was worth a shot. But the point I’m trying make is: unlike you, the three of us have a bond that can’t be broken, and a bond that’ll lead us right to your Tag Team Championships.
Kassidy Heart: Well, as you said, there’s three of you…
(Sienna tries doing the math with her fingers.)
Kassidy Heart: But there’s only two Tag Titles, and I can’t imagine you being dumb enough to send Luis and Valerie in to face us, so why don’t you put that “bond” to the test by showing which member you have the least faith in.
(Each member of La Familia glance at one another before Luis speaks up.)
Luis De La Rosa: Cállate! I’m new here, so it’s obvious I have dues to pay. Meaning; if Roberto chooses Valerie, then I have no problems with that, as long as those Tag Titles come home to La Familia.
(Sienna and Kassidy chuckle to one another.)
Sienna Jade: Alright then. Well, we accept your challenge.
Kassidy Heart: And don’t worry, Roberto, your little contract is safe, because we’re giving you the match free of charge.
Sienna Jade: Yeah, we’d hate to see it go to waste on a failed Tag Team Title shot.
Kassidy Heart: Seeing as you’re clearly going to lose.
(Smug grins form on the faces of Jaded Hearts, who both pat Roberto on the head, disrespecting him before leaving the ring. La Familia turns around, staring a hole into Jaded Hearts as they head to the back while the camera fades elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for Dragon Age: Dreadfall, featuring Milli Banks ranting and raving about how Solas broke her heart with the bullshit he pulled in Inquisition.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Pride and Arrogance’ by Takeru Kanazaki would hit the speakers of the arena to an explosion of boos, as Drake Armstrong makes his way out onto the stage. Showing a very confident attitude, he would begin to make his way down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Scarsdale, New York, weighing in at 260 pounds, he is The ‘FUTURE!!!!!!’ DRAKE ARMSTRONG!!!!!!!!
(Then, Drake’s theme would be replaced as ‘Trophies’ by Drake would hit the speakers shortly after. The crowd would explode into a mixed reaction of cheers and boos, as Joso makes his way out onto the stage. Looking to get back on track, he makes his way down to the ring.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent! From Bronx, New York, weighing in at 206 pounds, he is The ‘NEW ERA!!!!!!!’ JOSO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And this match is underway! Joso is looking to get back on the right track tonight on Dynasty after a painful loss to the current New Breed Champion last week, while Drake Armstrong is looking to get a big win over one of the top names here on the red brand, and neither men look to waste any time, quickly rushing into a collar and elbow tie up, and they are both looking for a fight for control!
Flannery McCoy: Neither men are looking to give it up in the early goings of this match, but it looks like Joso is going to get the early advantage, transitioning over into a standing side headlock! Drake is caught up in the headlock as Joso wrenches it in, but he is able to push them up against the ropes, slipping out of the headlock and rebounding Joso off the ropes!
Jake Mercer: This forces Joso across the ring, as he rebounds off the opposite side while Drake Armstrong would rush towards the center of the ring, AND HE TAKES JOSO DOWN WITH A MASSIVE SHOULDER BLOCK! Joso lands hard into the mat below, holding at the back of his head, and Drake has a huge smirk on his face, running off the ropes and looking to take advantage of the early opening he had created for himself!
Stew-O: But Joso slides under; only for Drake to have it scouted, jumping over Joso’s prone body and shooting off the other side of the ropes, BUT JOSO SCURRIES TO HIS FEET AND CATCHES DRAKE ARMSTRONG WITH A HUGE ARM DRAG, FLINGING HIM ACROSS THE RING! Joso holds onto the arm, floating over to Drake as he now has the arm trapped, and he starts to wrench back on it!
Flannery McCoy: Drake’s opening in the early goings of this match was quickly stopped by the man who calls himself the “New Era,” but Drake looks to not allow for it to happen for long, as he reaches back and grabs onto Joso’s head, and he manages to throw Joso off of him with a snapmare! Joso goes over Drake and into a seated position, as Armstrong gets right back to his feet, AND A BOOT RIGHT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! THAT WAS A DEFINITE SIGN OF DISRESPECT BY DRAKE ARMSTRONG TO JOSO!
Jake Mercer: And I don’t think that Joso liked that whatsoever, shrugging it off as he quickly gets back to his feet and turns towards Armstrong… BUT DRAKE CATCHES HIM WITH A RIGHT HAND, AND THE ‘FUTURE’ BEGINS TO OVERWHELM THE ‘NEW ERA’ INTO THE CORNER WITH A FURY OF STRIKES AS JOSO IS TRYING TO GET HIS GUARD UP, BUT IT’S NO USE! Drake quickly grabs Joso by the wrist… and he irish whips him into the corner the opposite way!
Stew-O: Joso lands hard into the opposite corner from the powerful irish whip by Drake Armstrong, AND DRAKE IMMEDIATELY RUNS RIGHT IN AT JOSO LOOKING FOR A HUGE CORNER CLOTHESLINE… ONLY FOR JOSO TO LEAP RIGHT OVER HIM, PULLING HIM INTO A SUNSET FLIP PINFALL, AND JOSO LOOKS TO STEAL THIS MATCH FROM DRAKE ARMSTRONG EARLY ON HERE!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TWOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: But Drake Armstrong is quick to kick out of it, and he floats over back onto his feet, AND HE LOOKS FOR A PENALTY KICK RIGHT INTO JOSO’S CHEST, BUT JOSO DUCKS UNDER IT, BEFORE SLIPPING BACK TO HIS FEET, AND HE PUSHES DRAKE CHEST FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES! Drake hits the turnbuckles hard but I don’t think Joso is done just there, wrapping his arms around Drake’s waist… AND JOSO THROWS DRAKE WITH A HUGE GERMAN SUPLEX!
Jake Mercer: AND DRAKE ARMSTRONG LANDS RIGHT ONTO HIS HEAD FROM THAT GERMAN SUPLEX BY JOSO! Drake is hurt, the impact of the german propping him back up to his knees, and Joso backs into the corner, looking to capitalize and follow throw, as he steps right in, AND GOES FOR A KNEE LIFT ONTO DRAKE… BUT DRAKE DUCKS UNDER IT! Joso misses it completely, and Drake gets back to his feet, AND CATCHES JOSO WITH A MASSIVE RIGHT HOOK!
Stew-O: And now it looks like Joso is going to be the one who is dazed and confused right now, falling up against the ropes as Drake grabs a hold of him… AND LAUNCHES HIM INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING! Joso just got flung across the ring like he was nothing, what strength showed by the man who calls himself the ‘Future!’ Joso looks like he is trying to get away to recover, but Drake is stalking him down.
Flannery McCoy: AND HE CLOCKS JOSO IN THE JAW WITH A NASTY RIGHT HAND CLOSED FIST! Joso is on jelly legs, scrambling into the ropes as Drake backs up, and it looks like he is beginning to wind up… BEFORE RUNNING IN, AND HE TRIES TO CLOTHESLINE JOSO OVER THE ROPES, BUT JOSO JUST FALLS OVER AND DRAKE RUNS INTO THE ROPES HIMSELF! JOSO INADVERTENTLY SAVED HIMSELF, BUT HE GETS HIS BEARINGS TOGETHER AND GRABS DRAKE BY THE FEET, THROWING HIM OVER THE ROPES HIMSELF!
Jake Mercer: Drake Armstrong crumbles to the ringside floor below, quickly getting back to his feet but Joso isn’t going to waste any time, AS HE TAKES A RUN OFF OF THE ROPES, SPRINTING ACROSS THE RING AS HE THROWS HIMSELF THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE, LOOKING TO DROP ONTO DRAKE ARMSTRONG WITH A MASSIVE SUICIDE DIVE… ONLY FOR DRAKE TO CATCH HIM! DRAKE JUST CAUGHT JOSO IN HIS GRASPS IN A VERTICAL SUPLEX POSITION… BEFORE DROPPING HIM ON THE APRON WITH A GOURDBUSTER!
Stew-O: Joso is worse for wear right now and Drake Armstrong is going to prey on the injured Elitist he is facing off against tonight, quickly pushing him back into the ring! Drake would follow shortly behind, as he lifts Joso back up to his feet… AND DRAKE HOOKS JOSO, BEFORE THROWING HIM WITH THE HALF-NELSON HALF-CHICKENWING SUPLEX!!!! ‘NATURAL TALENT’ CONNECTS AND JOSO LOOKS OUT, AS DRAKE HOLDS ONTO HIM FOR THE BRIDGE, AND THE COVER!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TWOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: BUT JOSO MANAGES TO THROW THE SHOULDER UP! Drake Armstrong almost had the match won right then and there with the ‘Natural Talent’ suplex, but Joso manages to stay alive through the pain and through the agony of the damage that has been dealt to him in this match. But, I don’t think Drake is done just yet, he wants to put the final nail in the coffin of not only this match, but Joso in himself!
Jake Mercer: Drake grabs Joso by his hair, as he begins to pull him back up to his feet, AND HE NAILS A NASTY FOREARM RIGHT ACROSS THE JAW! Joso staggers away and into the ropes… and Drake looks to take advantage of this, as he goes to shoot off of the ropes… AND HE LANDS A HUGE BIG BOOT SQUARE IN THE FACE! Joso is knocked silly, as Drake pulls him into the center of the ring, and Joso looks completely out of it.
Stew-O: AND DRAKE ARMSTRONG BEGINS TO LIFT HIM UP AND INTO THE AIR! JOSO HAS NO WAY OF ESCAPING THIS, AS DRAKE GETS HIM ONTO HIS SHOULDERS… AND THIS IS IT! DRAKE SPIKES JOSO HEAD FIRST INTO THE MAT WITH THE GOTCH STYLE TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER!!!! ‘DEATH PENALTY’ CONNECTS! IT’S OVER—
Flannery McCoy: WAIT NO! NO! JOSO MANAGED TO GET DOWN FROM DRAKE’S SHOULDERS AT THE LAST SECOND! Drake doesn’t know what happened, as he turns around… right into a superkick by Joso! Now it’s Drake who is the one all dazed and confused… AND JOSO HOOKS ONTO HIM… BEFORE HE DROPS HIM INTO THE MAT WITH THE SPINNING SITOUT POWERBOMB!!! ‘INCOMING’ CONNECTS AND DRAKE ARMSTRONG LANDS HARD, AS JOSO HOLDS ON FOR THE COVER!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TWOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: KICK OUT! KICK OUT BY DRAKE ARMSTRONG! AND JOSO CAN’T BELIEVE IT! He was so close to having this match won right then and there, but he just got denied the access, and he is livid! He quickly gets back up to his feet, AND HE’S GETTING ALL UP IN THE REFEREE’S FACE?! I UNDERSTAND BEING UPSET ABOUT THE KICK OUT, BUT JOSO LOOKS LIKE HE IS POINTING HIS FRUSTRATIONS TO THE WRONG PERSON!
Stew-O: Joso is arguing with the referee now as Drake Armstrong is starting to get back up to his feet, and… WAIT?! HE’S PULLING OUT THE RING! THE ORNATE RING OF THE ARMSTRONG FAMILY, AND DRAKE PUTS IT ON HIS FINGER, BEFORE HE GETS TO HIS FEET… AND HE PUSHES JOSO INTO THE REFEREE! The referee falls down to the mat and Joso does not look happy as he turns around… BUT HE GETS BLASTED RIGHT IN THE FACE WITH THE RING! THE REFEREE DIDN’T SEE IT AS HE WAS TRYING TO GET HIS BEARINGS BACK TOGETHER!
Flannery McCoy: OH COME ON! NOT THIS WAY! ARMSTRONG JUST BLASTED JOSO WITH THE RING AND HE PUTS THE RING BACK IN HIS TRUNKS, AND HE PULLS JOSO UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS… BEFORE SPIKING HIM WITH ‘DEATH PENALTY!!!!’ DRAKE GOES INTO THE COVER AS THE REFEREE CRAWLS TO MAKE THE PIN!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TWOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
TTTHHHHREEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER; THE ‘FUTURE!!!!!’ DRAKE ARMSTRONG!
(‘Pride and Arrogance’ would hit the speakers of the arena once more to an explosion of boos, as Drake would pull himself off of Joso’s lifeless body with a smug smirk on his face. He gets back up to his feet, as his arm is raised high into the air by the referee in a tainted victory.)
Jake Mercer: Whether or not it may have happened, Drake Armstrong has just picked up a massive victory here tonight over one of the top dogs here on Dynasty!
Stew-O: It looks like Joso’s struggles is only going to continue this week, this time being cheated out of a victory due to the Armstrong Family Ring that Drake Armstrong carries around with him. Joso got a little bit too hot-headed with the referee, and it cost him.
(Drake Armstrong would continue to celebrate his victory as Joso was seen sitting in the corner absolutely furious with how it ended. The camera would fade out from there.)
(A commercial for Voltage airs, and it’s a two-for-one punch as TLA defends the Hardcore Championship against Alex Myers, and Kassidy Heart defends the Universal Women’s Championship in the main event against Sally!)
(Dynasty returns on air to the tune of ‘Clash of Gods’ by Norihito Sumitomo, along with the capacity crowd’s raucous cheers.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing at this time… the EAW World Heavyweight Champion… BROOOOOOOOOOOOONSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELSS!!!
Jake Mercer: Oh, brother. Life was good when I completely forgot that this man was our world champion! Road to Redemption cannot come any sooner!
(Of course, only one man can be responsible for Jake’s disgust, and that is Bronson Daniels. The prideful EAW World Heavyweight Champion stands in the ring, taking in the atmosphere. The championship rests on his shoulder. Faint scratch marks and even some blood stains can be seen by the most observant of eyes. At the very least, Bronson is all but healed from his wounds. His theme fades, and a stagehand gives him a microphone. He thanks them before turning to the crowd, who are all chanting his name.)
Bronson Daniels: You guys sure do never get tired of doing that, huh?
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Bronson Daniels: Well, I’m flattered. Truly, I am.
Crowd: :blessed:
Jake Mercer: 🙄 Can this night be over and done with already?
Flannery McCoy: Can you shut up?
Bronson Daniels: Trust me, your support is something I do not take for granted. You all have been with me through the ups and the downs. However, no matter what, you’ve stood by me. Honestly, if I didn’t have so many of you believing in me or thinking that I would become a world champion, I probably wouldn’t be standing here as one, so thank you. As mushy and as cheesy as it may sound, thank you, guys. I mean it.
(The fans cheer and applaud Bronson. The warm reception makes him smile.)
Bronson Daniels: And it has been a hell of a ride for me, speaking of my journey. I know, I know – I’ll refrain from making any more ‘finish the story!’ references. However, when I look back at this path that I have been on, I am never ungrateful for the three months I have spent being a champion. I remember when I used to pray and wish to be given this kind of opportunity. Even when I was at the lowest point both career and life-wise, I still pushed on through because I believed I had what it took to be in this position one day. I always envisioned myself getting to hold the gold and solidifying myself as the best talent in a promotion of this caliber. At the same time, when I look back at all that I have accomplished… it still amazes me to this day.
Bronson Daniels: I’ve always prided myself on being a fighting champion. I wanted to be that. I always wanted to push through, compete at the highest level possible, and prove myself against the absolute best when it came to challengers. That was why, when I won at Reckless Wiring, I made that statement. I didn’t want to be a world champion that got by doing the bare minimum or only showing out when it is necessary for me to do so. With my journey and all that I had to go through, it felt almost like a disservice to myself and this title if I suddenly got lax or too complacent. Granted, some roadblocks were placed down in front of me to try and make me eat my words. However, I’ve dealt with obstacles before in my career. I know that the authority figures here on Dynasty may not care too much for me. I know that a lot of Elitists were going to be opportunistic and do everything they could to cut me down. However, I wasn’t deterred. Not in the slightest. I was ready to be the best fighting champion that I could be, someone who constantly defied the odds, someone who takes everything thrown at him in stride, and my entire reign has been a testament to that.
Bronson Daniels: After all, I had to defend my title against the likes of Ryan Wilson, Xander Payne, Myles, and SOSA Henderson. All of them had their own motivations for facing me. They all sought to beat me and take this championship away. Ryan and Xander thought that they’d hold dominion over the rest of the competition and re-establish themselves through that, but try as they might, they couldn’t get that accomplished over me. Myles was tough, just as expected, but he wouldn’t be a world champion again at my expense. SOSA brought all the fire he could muster, but in the end, his didn’t burn as bright as mine. His couldn’t overtake mine. I beat him after having probably the hardest-fought match in my career. I survived him, and everyone else, and at Road to Redemption, I will do it all again.
(Bronson nods, all while the fans root for him.)
Bronson Daniels: Of course, some of the people I mentioned will be in the chamber match. Myles and SOSA are going to do everything they can to redeem themselves. They have a strong case, too. With how I’ve been able to defeat them, I already know that they’re going to be ten times as dangerous and desperate to get the job done this time around. However, knowing that fuels me to beat them. I want to prove yet again without a shadow of a doubt that I am worthy of being the EAW World Heavyweight Championship. My time isn’t going to end, and to do so in a match that I previously failed at last year would be nothing short of poetic. Road to Redemption was the catalyst for a season-long struggle for me. Now, I get to enter and leave it as the champion, and I can–
(‘Enemy Strike’ by Yuki Hayashi plays. The fans give a mostly positive reaction for the Warlord as he steps out.)
Jake Mercer: Thank god! Actual peak is here! Myles, quick, one-shot this pity-seeking merchant and get him to forfeit the title!
Stew-O: That won’t be happening. However, Myles has an intense look on his face, and he makes a bee-line straight for the ring!
(Sure enough, Myles slides in. He’s given a mic, but his stare never leaves Bronson. The champion looks back at him, keeping his guard a bit up. It feels like a chill is in the air between the two.)
Myles: You know, Bronson, you’re a proud champion. I get it. You spent season upon season making the agonizing crawl to the top of the competition here, and on that end, you earned it. Rightfully so. However, acting as if you pushed through some sort of roadblock when it comes to me is a bit far-fetched. You may have a successful defense underneath your belt, but it wasn’t because you and I went to absolute war. You were able to beat me because KAI-ZEN attacked me, and in turn, I couldn’t compete at my fullest.
(Bronson looks a bit taken aback and even slightly offended by that notion. However, before he speaks, Myles cuts him right off.)
Myles: Tell me I’m lying, Bronson. Go on. Because both you and I know that you have never beaten a Myles at 100 percent, and you never will because I’m taking what should’ve been mine a month ago. I should be a world champion for the third time in my career, but sure enough, outside forces had to come in and ruin it all for me. However, that isn’t the case. I may not have been able to pay back Methuselah for what he did or Drake King for that matter, but with KAI-ZEN no longer a problem for me, I get to rectify my loss against you. And this time, Bronson? You won’t be so fortunate when it comes to me.
Bronson Daniels: Is that right, Myles? Look, I would’ve preferred it if KAI-ZEN never attacked you… however, you were warned that you shouldn’t have competed against me. You pressed on regardless of the fact. I won’t knock you for wanting to fight me, though. Lord knows I myself have pushed on against my body’s better judgment. I would only be a hypocrite. However, when it comes to having a fighting spirit, you have to own up to it, Myles. You decided to wrestle against me despite not being at a hundred percent, and, well…
(Bronson glances over at the title.)
Bronson Daniels: There’s a reason why I’m the champion, and you’re not.
Myles: Playing the smart-ass role now, huh? That’s fine. At least I get to take that smug attitude and break it inside the chamber. My point still stands, Bronson – had I been in a better state physically, you wouldn’t have been able to defeat me.
Bronson Daniels: Sure. Still, Limmy wasn’t a hundred percent, and he beat you at Pain for Pride.
(Myles’ face sours.)
Myles: Of course. Bringing up your newfound pal, huh? Cute. I guess you would’ve loved nothing more than for him to be in this position rather than me. After all, we all heard that interview with you and Stew-O. You and the rest of the world fooled yourselves into thinking that you and he would clash again. Now, I’m the one who is stepping up to you, and this time, I am going to win.
Bronson Daniels: I don’t think that’s going to be the case here, Myles. You–
(‘Faneto’ by Chief Keef plays. SOSA Henderson steps on out, shaking his head before playfully pretending to fall asleep. He already has a microphone in his hand.)
Jake Mercer: :blessed: BIG SOSA! Yessir! He and Myles should get together and stomp Bronson out!
(When SOSA is done, he looks at Myles and Bronson inside the ring. His music fades.)
SOSA Henderson: Damn, are you guys done? Because ain’t nobody out here trying to hear the two of you bicker tirelessly! Matter of fact, Bronson, you need to be paying attention to me, because I’m coming back for my title. Yeah, you heard that right: MY title. I said I was gonna come back for blood, be it with Viz or you, and now that the Last Stand is over and done with, I get to focus on the world heavyweight championship.
(Myles squints his eyes.)
Myles: … you mean the same event you lost at, jackass?
(SOSA frowns.)
SOSA Henderson: Yeah, things didn’t work out. However, I’m not going to trip out over it. I’m going to keep it pushing, because one shot isn’t going to be enough to keep BULLETPROOF down. I had aspirations of being a world champion since returning, and when I know for the fact I gave Bronson the most challenging defense of his reign yet, I know I can be the one to dethrone him. I sure as hell got a better chance of accomplishing that than you, Glass Ribs.
Myles: Was that the best that you could come up with? Maybe Viz hit you too hard that your brain can’t exactly come up with the most creative of insults at the moment.
SOSA Henderson: Don’t need to be creative with you when you keep being repetitive with these losses. Either way, you aren’t winning, let alone with me in the same match as you. You can talk about how you could’ve been the one to beat Bronson, but trust me, it’s far more believable for me to say that than you. You coulda been the champ already, but you blew that. But me? I can beat Bronson, and at Road to Redemption, I’m going to run things back and prove that victory at House of Glass was nothing more than a fluke. He can’t fuck with me, you can’t fuck with me, and the rest of the Elitists in this match certainly can’t.
Bronson Daniels: A fluke? That’s what you want to call it?
SOSA Henderson: Yeah – and I just did. What are you going to do about it, though? Nothing, that’s what.
(SOSA stands near the ring, where he glares at Myles and Bronson. The two return the favor. However, their attention snaps over to the ring as ‘Sakayume’ by King Gnu hits the arena speakers. The former Interwire Champion comes out, rubbing his temples.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: You know, for men who have been world champions, you sure do sound like a bunch of bratty dolts.
SOSA Henderson: What?
Myles: And who are you to talk to us that way, Jay?
Jay Jerry Johnson: Who, me? Just a man who earned his way into his match and will earn his way into becoming the new EAW World Heavyweight Champion. With all I’ve gone through and learned as Interwire champion, I like to think I am more than ready for this match. I have been in this match before too. Last year, in fact. Failing in it gave me the fuel needed to become a champion here for the first time in my career just five months ago. Now? I’m using it to fuel me to become a champion again, and this time, I’m aiming big. I got five men to knock off, and I’m coming for each and every single last one of you. Besides, I reckon it’s about time someone new steps up to the plate and ushers in a new era here in EAW. Might as well try and liven things up, hm?
SOSA Henderson: Nah, you coulda liven things up last year, but you didn’t. You weren’t ready. You’re the same dude who just lost to Theron a few weeks ago. How you gonna step up to any of us now and think you’re gonna win?
Jay Jerry Johnson: Because I’m not going to get insecure about my past losses – unlike you or Myles. I’ll actually learn from them instead of shying away from my failures.
Myles: And who exactly is shying away from what failures? Me?
Jay Jerry Johnson: Well, you’re the one who came out here making excuses for why you lost to Bronson.
(Myles frowns. Bronson stands back, watching as the others go at each other.)
Myles: They aren’t excuses. They’re truths. Realities, Jay. That’s what you need to understand.
Jay Jerry Johnson: Oh, I understand quite well, Myles. I just find it funny that someone of your stature along with SOSA will either say outright or insinuate how certain wins were flukes, but if I were ever to do the same thing, well, people wouldn’t allow me to get away with it so easily. At any rate, I am not here to complain. All I’m here for is to proclaim that I will be the new heavyweight champion, and it’s about damn time someone new gets their seat at the table instead of letting the same ungrateful people hog up the area.
???: You know what? I agree with you, Jay.
(‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ by AFI plays.)
Stew-O: OH BOY! EVERYONE IS COMING OUT HERE! NOW THE FORMER NEW BREED CHAMPION IS MAKING HIS PRESENCE KNOWN!
(Hans Grayson, the newest qualifier, steps out with a smirk and a mic. His song then fades.)
Hans Grayson: I think it’s time for the new guard to get their chance to shine…
(Hans turns his head to Jay who smiles at him.)
Hans Grayson: But if it’s going to be anyone accomplishing that, it’ll be me. :troll:
(And just like that, Jay’s smile goes away.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Over me? Respectfully, I don’t think so.
Hans Grayson: Well, you said it yourself: it’s time for someone new to get their chance. Seeing as how you’ve had your chances to be world champion before already… :yikes: maybe you should be the one to step aside, bro. No hard feelings or anything. However, I know I can make better use of my opportunity than you.
(Jay narrows his eyes.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: You know, Hans, I’ll give you props for breaking out in your own right this year and having a great title reign. However, that does not make you better than me. Not by a longshot. I’ve come too far now just to let the likes of you come by and try to steal my thunder.
Hans Grayson: Well, Jay, I was able to win my first title not even a year since signing to this place, while it took you two years to even break out. I think I have a better pace for success going on than you.
Myles: Ha. As if that should matter anyways. Aside from the fact that many Elitists easily clear Jay on that regard, you aren’t anything special yourself, Hans. You’ve been able to do good for yourself, but just like Jay, don’t let that delude you into thinking you can suddenly go up against the likes of me in this match.
SOSA Henderson: … okay, well nigga, damn, don’t forget that I’m here.
Myles: I didn’t forget. You’re just not better than me. Simple.
SOSA Henderson: :francis:
???: Alright, alright, alright. I think everyone is sick and tired of the petty schoolgirl arguments now.
(‘Stop Breathing’ by Playboi Carti blasts through. SOSA’s eyes instantly glare up at the stage. A loud reaction pours from the fans as Jake Smith makes his presence known. The track fades out, and Jake looks over at all five men.)
Jake Mercer: Not Bronson’s co-conspirator…
Jake Smith: Look, I get it. You all think you can win, and hey, that’s great! Nothing wrong with a little confidence! However, we all need to be a little honest with ourselves, and the truth is… well, no one here fares better than me.
(Everyone looks at Jake, obviously not agreeing with his sentiments.)
Jake Smith: I mean, you have a rookie and a guy with the credentials of a rookie despite being here for his third season thinking they can be main eventers when they are nowhere near ready for that task. You have two guys who already faced Bronson before in a span of a month and lost. Meanwhile, you have a guy who was world champion this year, who still should be one, and a guy who the current world champion himself came into this company looking up to.
(Jake’s attention is then placed solely on Bronson.)
Jake Smith: Bronson, this reunion has been fun. However, with all due respect, the best part has been being able to be in close proximity with the championship that will be coming home to me. It’s been great being reminded of what it’s like to be at the top of this promotion, and I have been wanting to recapture that feeling. Had I not had to deal with a certain Andre Walker, who knows? Our paths would’ve crossed and I could’ve been the one to take that title away from you already. Still, I won’t get hung up on the what-if’s. All that matters is the present, and as it stands now? I am going to win and become the new EAW World Heavyweight Champion.
(Jake enters the ring. Jay and Hans look at each other before they follow suit. All chamber participants are in, and the crowd buzzes with anticipation. Jake and Bronson look at each other.)
Bronson Daniels: Well, Jake, I hope you got some real good looks at this title, because this is the closest you’re ever going to get to it.
SOSA Henderson: And you ain’t ever getting it, asshole. I hope you didn’t think I forgot about what you did last week!
(Jake turns his head to SOSA.)
Jake Smith: This was an A and B conversation, not A, B and Z.
SOSA Henderson: Don’t get funny with me, bitch boy. You got in my business, and you’re gonna pay for that.
Jake Smith: Should I be scared? :mjlol: I could’ve sworn you said something similar to Viz, and look at how that turned out.
SOSA Henderson: Yeah, laugh it up, ‘cause the only joke that’s gonna be here is you.
Jake Smith: Is that ri–
(CRAAAAAAACK!!!)
Stew-O: PUNCH TO THE FACE! SOSA SWUNG, AND HIT JAKE! HOWEVER, THE FORMER ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION DOESN’T LET HIM GET AWAY WITH IT, AND HE TACKLES HIM TO THE GROUND, PUNCHING AT HIM!
Jake Mercer: JAY AND HANS GO AT IT AS WELL! AND LOOK! MYLES IS RUSHING STRAIGHT AT BRONSON! YES! YES! GET HIM, MYLES! END HIM!
Flannery McCoy: CHAOS IS UNLEASHED! EVERYONE IS FIGHTING WITH EACH OTHER! ALL I CAN SEE ARE PUNCHES AND KICKS BEING THROWN! THEY AREN’T HOLDING ANYTHING BACK!
Stew-O: IT’S BEEN WEEKS, EVEN MONTHS OF SIMMERING TENSION! ALL OF THAT IS OUT IN FULL FORCE HERE! EVERYONE IS BRAWLING!
Jake Mercer: BUT SECURITY IS HERE! WAIT! DON’T PRY MYLES AWAY FROM BRONSON! NOT YET–
Flannery McCoy: TOO LATE! THE GUARDS HAVE SWARMED IN THE RING AND ARE BREAKING THE FIGHT APART!
(Hans and Jay are pulled from each other. Guards get in between SOSA and Jake. Myles and Bronson are at opposite ends of the ring, yelling at one another!)
Stew-O: AND THIS IS HOW MUCH BECOMING THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION MEANS TO THESE ELITISTS! THE QUESTION IS: WHO WILL WALK OUT OF ROAD TO REDEMPTION WITH THE TITLE?!
(The last shot focuses on all six Eltisits being held back before Dynasty fades to commercials.)
(A commercial plays for Road to Redemption! It will be taking place live on December 9 and 10, 2023 in Mexico City, Mexico, NOT Cancun!)
(The camera returns to the ring where Stephie Love is standing with a microphone as she is ready to begin the introduction for the final match of the evening.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(“Tupac Back” by Meek Mill feat. Rick Ross starts playing as Cy Henderson enters the arena to cheers from the crowd before he heads straight to the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first and making his way to the ring! From New York City! Weighing 240 pounds! Here is “JUSTICE SEEKER” CY HENDERSON!
Jake Mercer: Here comes Cy, but let me ask something. Justice Seeker? What the hell kind of nickname is that? I personally think it sounds stupid. Is he trying to make himself sound like a superhero or something?
Stew-O: I personally think it’s fitting, considering what we saw last week. Last week, he came to the ring and prevented Drake Armstrong from causing severe damage to poor Jordan Narzikis after his match.
Flannery McCoy: Cy Henderson is a Hall of Fame caliber athlete who hasn’t really lost a step with the quality of performance he has given since his return. His opponent tonight is a star on the rise and looking to make a bigger statement.
(Cy enters the ring and takes his corner as his entrance music fades off. After a brief second of silence, “Dead Opps” by DD Osama & Notti Osama starts to play and Michael Machina enters the arena to a mixed reaction from the crowd. He holds his New Breed Title belt high in the air as he heads to the ring.
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent! From Brooklyn, New York! Weighing 240 pounds! Here is THE EAW NEW BREED CHAMPION! “THE NEW BREED OF LEGENDS” MICHAEL MACHINA!
Flannery McCoy: The confident aura radiating from this man is strong. He has a right to feel confident after last week. He got a huge victory over former Interwire Champion Joso… not without a little assistance from Chris Elite.
Jake Mercer: Oh forget about that. He won and that’s what matters. Not only that, he accepted the challenge from not one man, BUT TWO! Cody Maverick and NOVA both wanted a shot at Machina and Machina said he’d take them both on.
Stew-O: That match will come at a future date, but right now, Machina needs to focus on a very strong and very capable opponent. Machina might have only lost three times in his young EAW career, but if Machina is too cocky, Cy will make it four. The current New Breed Champion and a Hall of Famer about to do battle. Who will win? We are about to find out.
(Machina enters the ring and once again holds his New Breed Title in the air to a mixed reaction from the crowd. He hands his belt to the referee before taking his corner and his entrance music stops playing. The referee checks both competitors before calling for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Here we go! We are underway with tonight’s main event and this is going to be a good match. Two big powerhouses battling it out for in-ring supremacy. It will be interesting to see who wins this one.
Jake Mercer: Hard choice. The man who hasn’t reached his prime or the man who has been sliding downhill from his prime for the last eight years. Anyways, these two have locked up in the center of the ring and it is the old veteran Cy who takes early advantage.
Flannery McCoy: He’s not old, Jake!! But Cy has a side headlock on Michael, but Micheal gets free AND COUNTERS INTO A HAMMERLOCK! Machina is in control as he whips Cy to the ropes.
Jake Mercer: Cy comes back off the ropes AND BOTH MEN COLLIDE IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! NEITHER OF THEM MOVED! Alright, maybe that old Cy Henderson has still got something left in the tank.
Flannery McCoy: More than just some because HE’S NOT OLD! But look at these two just staring at each other down. This is going to be a very hard hitting match. I just know it. Now these two decide to lock up again.
Stew-O: Cy and Michael are about equal size and stature, so I think it will be hard for one man to hold control for long in this match… WAIT A SECOND! MACHINA TRIED TO GO FOR A BOOT TO THE GUT, BUT CY CAUGHT HIM!
Flannery McCoy: Don’t try to go for too many cheap shots against a veteran like Cy. Right now he has hold of Machina’s foot BEFORE HE PULLS HIM IN BY THE LEG AND PLANTS MACHINA WITH A MODIFIED EXPLODER SUPLEX!!
Stew-O: THAT WAS 240 POUNDS THROWN WITH EASE BY CY HENDERSON! Once again, Cy shows that he’s definitely still got it as Machina gets back up to his feet after that suplex.
Jake Mercer: Has what? Wrinkles and arthritis? But I can admit it is a little impressive that he can throw someone younger and stronger like Michael Machina with ease. I guess he hits the gym every once in a while.
Stew-O: For the love of gawd. There’s some wiring wrong in your head or something. Machina is back up AND HE JUST SHOVES CY DOWN TO THE MAT! That isn’t going to earn him any favors with the Hall of Famer.
Jake Mercer: Why does it matter? We are in the Machina Era of the New Breed Division. Machina has such a bright future ahead unlike the dimming bulb of Cy Henderson. I hope Drake Armstrong knocks his lights out.
Flannery McCoy: While you were singing the praises of Machina, Cy got back to his feet AND RETURNED THE FAVOR BY SHOVING MACHINA DOWN ON HIS REAR END! CAN’T SAY HE DIDN’T DESERVE THAT! Machina looks a little stunned with that retaliation.
Jake Mercer: I don’t blame him. Machina has the most successful record out of all the Elitists right now and Cy should recognize that. He’s about to as Machina is back to his feet AND CLOCKS CY WITH A RIGHT HAND!
Flannery McCoy: Straight shot to the face as Machina is still firing those fists into Cy’s face! Those shots stagger the Hall of Famer to the ropes. Machina whips Cy onto the other side and Cy rebounds RIGHT INTO A DROPKICK FROM THE NEW BREED CHAMPION! WHAT A DROPKICK BY MACHINA!
Stew-O: Machina is not playing around. Can you imagine how much more his stock will rise if he can defeat a Hall of Famer tonight? Cy is holding his jaw where the dropkick got him as he gets back to his feet AS MACHINA TRIES ANOTHER RIGHT HAND–
Flannery McCoy: Once again Cy catches the shot AND PULLS MACHINA IN AGAIN! THIS TIME MACHINA IS DROPPED WITH A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! Not a standard move in the repertoire of the Hall of Famer, but it was effective.
Stew-O: I think it’s this occasional overconfidence that the New Breed Champion needs to keep under control of that minimal loss total will rise if he’s not careful. Machina is back to his feet, but Cy is right there to pick him up AND SLAM HIM TO THE MAT!
Jake Mercer: Just keep it up, Cy. All you are going to do is anger the New Breed Champion and you will be sorry when he gets angry. Just imagine how strong he’ll be when he’s pissed.
Stew-O: Are you talking about the New Breed Champion or the Incredible Hulk? Because right now it’s Cy Henderson who is in control right now as he DROPS AN ELBOW ACROSS THE STERNUM OF THE NEW BREED CHAMPION!
Jake Mercer: If you ask me, either could apply in this situation. But now look at Cy. He brings Machina back to his feet and whips Machina to the corner. Machina lands hard with Cy quickly following AND A POWERFUL SHOULDER TACKLE LANDS HARD IN MACHINA’S MIDSECTION!
Flannery McCoy: Not just once. Cy is tackling Machina in the corner with those shoulder tackles repeatedly and that forces the referee to come in and start a count to force Cy to get Michael out of the corner.
Jake Mercer: I mean he could have kept going and got disqualified. That means that the winning streak of the New Breed Champion stays intact. Works for me. Now Cy is putting Machina on the top rope. What the hell for? Cy doesn’t fly.
Flannery McCoy: I normally don’t do this, but I agree. This is going to be a power and a beatdown type of match. Not a high flying match AND CY HAS HOLD OF MACHINA BEFORE LIFTING HIM OFF THE TURNBUCKLE INTO THE MILITARY PRESS!
Stew-O: WHAT POWER FROM THE HALL OF FAMER RIGHT HERE BECAUSE THE NEW BREED CHAMPION IS NOT A SMALL GUY AND CY HIS PRESSING HIM LIKE IT WAS NOTHING–
Flannery McCoy: BEFORE CY DROPS HIM DOWN AND PLANTS HIM WITH THE MILITARY PRESS POWERSLAM! QUICK AND POWERFUL MOVE FROM THE FORMER WORLD CHAMPION AS HE DROPS DOWN FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOO!
Stew-O: MACHINA HAD THE WIND KNOCKED OUT OF HIM, BUT HE KICKED OUT AT TWO! Now what is Cy doing? He is leaving his ground attack and getting on the ring apron before climbing his way to the top rope. This is going to be very interesting.
Jake Mercer: Or very stupid on his part. He could have kept control of this match by staying on his opponent and he’s choosing now to take a gamble. I thought he was an experienced veteran.
Stew-O: He is and it is the occasional gamble that could turn the tide in a match and further improve his chances for victory. Back to the match as Cy has his balance on the top rope and Machina is trying to get back to his feet AS CY JUMPS OFF THE TOP ROPE–
Jake Mercer: As expected, nobody was home. Cy went for his diving leg drop bulldog off the top rope and Machina got out of the way. That led to Cy having a horrible landing ass first on the mat. On the bright side, he didn’t sprain his ankles the way he landed.
Flannery McCoy: You are not very funny, Jake. Cy is feeling that landing as he gets back to his feet and into the clutches of the New Breed Champion. Michael looks to whip Cy to the ropes–
Jake Mercer: BUT HE PULLS CY BACK IN AND CLOBBERS HIM WITH THE SHORT ARM CLOTHESLINE! THAT’S GOTTA KNOCK SOME TEETH LOOSE! WHAT A SHOT BY MACHINA!! I LOVE IT!
Flannery McCoy: Of course you would enjoy something like that, but the New Breed Champion is starting to build up some momentum as Cy gets back to his feet AND HE IS TURNED UP AND OVER WITH A BACK BODY DROP BY MACHINA!
Stew-O: Cy landed hard after that one as the Hall of Famer is back to his feet once again and Machina doubles him over with a kick to the cut. Machina now with a front face lock AND HE HOISTS CY UP IN THE AIR!
Flannery McCoy: IT’S MACHINA’S TURN TO SHOW OFF SOME POWER AS THE NEW BREED CHAMPION IS JUST HOLDING CY UP IN THE AIR WITH EASE! LISTEN TO THE CROWD JUST COUNT OFF!
Crowd: SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN! ELEVEN! TWELVE! THIRTEEN! FOURTEEN FIFTEEN!
Stew-O: The crowd is continuing to count as Cy is still upside down and the blood has gotta be rushing to his head at this point. The crowd has now reached thirty in their count AND NOW MACHINA DROPS CY DOWN TO THE MAT!
Jake Mercer: Beautiful vertical suplex by Machina. Cy is down and Machina walks over to the side of Cy and turns around BEFORE FLIPPING BACK AND HITTING A BEAUTIFUL STANDING MOONSAULT! PERFECT LANDING BY THE CHAMPION!
Stew-O: Having a 240 pound man land right on your chest and ribs has gotta do some damage and after that landing, Machina decides to hook the leg for the cover!
ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOO!
THHHHHHH—
Jake Mercer: AND CY KICKS OUT AT TWO? Are we sure that the referee’s count wasn’t just the littlest bit slow? It reminds of a very radical match I saw online a few nights ago and it involved—
Flannery McCoy: NOT NOW, JAKE! We have a great match going on and the last thing we need is another boring story about some retro match. Speaking of this match, Machina is still in control as he brings Cy back to his feet and whips him into the corner.
Jake Mercer: This match I watched was a good one and you all will now have to miss out on its greatness. Right now, Cy hits the turnbuckles hard and MACHINA QUICKLY FOLLOWS UP WITH SHOULDER TACKLES OF HIS OWN! MACHINA RETURNING THE FAVOR OF WHAT CY DID EARLIER IN THE MATCH!
Flannery McCoy: Now Cy is the one getting beaten down in the corner with the shoulder tackles and it’s almost deja vu when the referee is telling Machina to let Cy out of the corner to which Machina does oblige.
Stew-O: Not for long as the New Breed Champion GRABS CY BY THE WRIST AND PULLS HIM IN BEFORE GRABBING HIS WAIST AND PLANTING HIM WITH A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!
Flannery McCoy: Cy lands hard and Machina doesn’t give him a chance to catch a breather as he brings Cy back to his feet and whips him to the ropes. Cy comes back and he ducks the Machina clothesline attempt.
Stew-O: Cy hits the ropes on the other side as Machina turns around AND BOTH MEN GO FOR BIG BOOTS AND THEY BOTH CONNECT! BOTH MEN GET BOOTS TO THE FACE AND JAW AND THEY BOTH ARE DOWN!
Jake Mercer: The referee checks both competitors before they administer a ten count. Come on, Machina. We don’t want to see this match end in a double count out. Get to your feet and come on!!
Stew-O: It would be a shame if after all of this work these men have put into this match leads to an ending like a double count out. The referee has reached three on the count and both men are starting to stir.
Jake Mercer: I am still pulling for Machina to win this match. If Cy keeps moving around like that, he’s going to rock himself to sleep trying to get back up the way he is.
Flannery McCoy: For the love of gawd, you are just being a little bit of an ass right now. The referee is at five on the count. Cy is still down and Michael has made it onto his knees. We can almost guarantee that the New Breed Champion is going to beat the count.
Jake Mercer: AND HE IS BACK TO HIS FEET AT THE COUNT OF SEVEN! The New Breed Champion has beat the count and he doesn’t wait for the count any longer as he SHOVES THE REFEREE ASIDE AND HEADS RIGHT TO CY!
Flannery McCoy: Michael Machina better be careful and not let that hotheaded attitude get the better of him or else the referee is going to disqualify him for putting his hands on an official.
Stew-O: Luckily for Machina, the referee will let that one go, but the referee is telling him to watch it as he brings Cy back to his feet. The New Breed Champion gets Cy onto his shoulders and lift him up for the military press–
Flannery McCoy: CY IS FIGHTING IT! CY IS DOING WHATEVER HE CAN TO STOP MACHINA FROM GETTING HIM UP IN THE MILITARY PRESS! CY IS FIRING ELBOWS TO THE SIDE OF MACHINA’S HEAD!
Stew-O: AND CY GETS FREE! Cy lands behind Machina and shoves him away. Machina quickly turns around AND HE GETS CLOBBERED WITH THE DISCUS LARIAT! “CYCLONE LARIAT” BY CY HENDERSON! THE NEW BREED CHAMPION GOT CAUGHT IN THE CYCLONE AND HE IS DROPPED AS CY GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEE!
Jake Mercer: MACHINA KICKS OUT AT TWO! I really think that was a fast count from the referee. Somebody needs to tell Kensington that some of these referees are being biased.
Stew-O: I don’t think that it’s the referees that are being biased. But Cy is staying on the attack as he drags Machina back to his feet and has his head down as he grabs Machina’s waist and lifts him up in the air.
Jake Mercer: Oh no! Cy has Michael up in the powerbomb position AS HE RUNS TOWARDS THE CORNER FOR A BUCKLE BOMB! BUT AT THE LAST SECOND, MICHAEL FLIPS BACK–
Flannery McCoy: That was almost a headscissor style counter as Cy goes stumbling forward and HE GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Jake Mercer: The New Breed Champion follows up WITH A DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD THAT SQUASHES CY INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!
Flannery McCoy: Cy is still on his feet as the New Breed Champion climbs onto the second rope and waits for Cy to turn around.
Stew-O: Cy turns around AND MACHINA JUMPS OFF THE SECOND ROPE AND TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A DIVING SHOULDER TACKLE! CY SENT HEAD OVER HEELS AFTER THAT SHOT!
Flannery McCoy: The New Breed Champion is a very powerful competitor and he goes right back to Cy and drags him back to his feet once again.
Stew-O: Machina once again gets Cy on his shoulders once again AND NOW HE GETS CY UP IN THE AIR WITH THE MILITARY PRESS! CY IS GETTING SOME AIR TIME AS THE NEW BREED CHAMPION KEEPS HIM UP IN THE AIR–
Jake Mercer: THIS TIME HE GETS THE GORILLA PRESS SLAM! “HELL’S DESCENT” BY THE NEW BREED CHAMPION AND CY LANDED HARD ON HIS BACK!
Stew-O: AND MACHINA IS ELECTING TO NOT GO FOR THE COVER! That could be a big mistake on the part of the New Breed Champion as he brings Cy back to his feet.
Jake Mercer: Don’t doubt the strategy of Michael Machina. He didn’t become Champion by being stupid and flying by the seat of his pants. Trust in Machina, Stew-O.
Flannery McCoy: But he is still very inexperienced compared to the likes of Cy Henderson AND CY DROPS DOWN AND HITS A MODIFIED JAWBREAKER TO GET FREE OF MACHINA!
Jake Mercer: Lucky shot by Cy and Cy hits a right hand that staggers Michael Machina back. Michael hits the ropes AND HE COMES BACK INTO A BIG BOOT FROM CY!
Flannery McCoy: MACHINA IS DAZED AND CY PICKS HIM UP AND IS TRYING TO SET UP MACHINA FOR “PHANTOM DEATH”! MICHINOKU DRIVER ON THE WAY FOR MACHINA–
Stew-O: LOOK AT THAT! MACHINA WITH A ELBOW TO THE SIDE OF CY’S HEAD AND GETS FREE AND SLIDES OFF CY’S BACK AND LANDS BEHIND HIM!
Jake Mercer: I told you to trust the New Breed Champion. Cy turns around AND MICHAEL KICKS HIM IN THE GUT! Cy is doubled over AND MICHAEL LIFTS HIM UP IN THE AIR ONCE MORE!
Flannery McCoy: ONCE AGAIN, MACHINA IS HOLDING CY UPSIDE DOWN IN THE AIR AND LETTING THE BLOOD RUSH TO HIS HEAD ONCE MORE! BUT HE ISN’T LOOKING FOR A VERTICAL SUPLEX THIS TIME–
Jake Mercer: YES! YES! YES! MACHINA HITS “SKULLPIERCER”! WHAT A BEAUTIFUL BRAINBUSTER THAT DROPPED CY HENDERSON RIGHT ON THE TOP OF HIS HEAD! HE IS NOT MOVING AS THE NEW BREED CHAMPION ROLLS HIM OVER AND HOOKS THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEE!
Flannery McCoy: CY KICKS OUT! CY BARELY GOT THE SHOULDER UP BEFORE THREE AND MACHINA IS NOT HAPPY ABOUT THAT AT ALL!! HE THOUGHT HE HAD THE MATCH THERE, BUT IT CONTINUES!
Stew-O: Cy is slowly starting to move as Machina goes to the corner and crouches into position. If piercing Cy’s skull didn’t work, he’s going for the heart next. Machina wants to put Cy down for good and he’s banking on the “Bullet From Hell” spear to finish the job.
Flannery McCoy: CY IS GETTING BACK TO HIS FEET, BUT HE IS STILL FEELING EFFECTS OF THAT BRAINBUSTER AND HE HAS NO IDEA THAT A SPEAR IS IN HIS FUTURE! CY IS UP AND MACHINA RUNS AT FULL SPEED LOOKING FOR THE “BULLET FROM HELL”–
Stew-O: CY DODGED THE BULLET! CY GOT OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND AND MACHINA CAN’T STOP! THE FORCE AND MOMENTUM KEEP HIM GOING AS HE SPEARS THE RINGPOST! WHAT SICKENING THUD ON IMPACT!
Jake Mercer: This isn’t going to be good. Machina comes stumbling out of the corner after missing the spear and Cy lifts him onto his shoulders in a backbreaker position. Cy has him in position BEFORE FALLING STRAIGHT DOWN!
Stew-O: RIGHT INTO “RISING TIDE” BY CY HENDERSON! WHAT A BURNING HAMMER AND THE NEW BREED CHAMPION WAS DROPPED ON HIS HEAD ONCE AGAIN AND THIS TIME HE LOOKS TO BE OUT OF IT AS THE HALL OF FAMER DROPS INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Tupac Back” starts playing again as Cy rolls off of Machina as he starts to get back to his feet and Stephie Love begins to announce the official decision of the match.)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… CY HENDERSON!
Stew-O: What a match between two very powerful competitors we just witnessed in this week’s Dynasty main event.
Flannery McCoy: This match could have gone either way, but it was the experience advantage of Cy Henderson that helped tilt the odds in his favor and propel him to victory.
(Cy is back up to his feet and the referee raises his arm in victory before going back to check on Michael.)
Jake Mercer: As much as I would like the Machina run of luck to have continued, his winning streak is over and Cy Henderson finds his way onto the exclusive list of people who have defeated the New Breed Champion.
Flannery McCoy: I give Machina a lot of credit for the work he put into this match. He once again showed why his star is going to shine bright for years to come.
(Cy doesn’t get much of a chance to soak in his victory as someone sneaks into the ring and clobbers Cy from behind and that forces Michael and the referee to roll out of the ring.)
Stew-O: WHAT THE HELL? SOMEONE JUST ROLLED INTO THE RING AND IS ATTACKING CY HENDERSON FROM BEHIND!
Jake Mercer: Your old age must be getting to you because it’s Drake Armstrong! Drake is here to get revenge on what Cy did last week. Sucks for Cy because he doesn’t get a chance to get away.
Flannery McCoy: What a back fighter this spoiled brat is. Attacking from behind and really beating down Cy Henderson. After a tough match, no less. For what? Because he prevented Drake from destroying a young rookie? Drake is such a jackass.
Jake Mercer: Call him what you want, but Drake is doing a number on Cy. This is great. Now he is bringing Cy up to his feet AND HE PLANTS HIM WITH “NATURAL TALENT”! HALF NELSON CHICKENWING SUPLEX COMBO PLANTS CY ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD!
Stew-O: That’s not all! Drake is still going to pick the bones and bring him back to his feet before lifting him slowly into the air AND SPIKES CY ON HIS HEAD WITH THE “DEATH PENALTY”! GOOD GAWD WHAT A PILEDRIVER!
(The crowd is loudly booing as Drake gets back to his feet and stands over the fallen Cy Henderson.)
Drake Armstrong: (off-mic) LOOK AT THIS! THIS IS CY HENDERSON NOW! DOWN AND BEATEN! ALL BECAUSE OF ME! THE FUTURE OF ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING! ACCEPT FATE AND ACCEPT MY GREATNESS!
Flannery McCoy: What a pompous ass! I hope Drake is very proud of himself for what he just did, because as soon as Cy comes to, he’ll be planning Drake’s funeral and there’s no amount of money that will save that son of a bitch from the beating that will be coming his way.
Jake Mercer: That may be so, but right now, the Future is now and Drake Armstrong is soaking in his much deserved spotlight after he made a very powerful statement. Cy might have won the match, but he doesn’t look like a winner does he?
Stew-O: How long will that last? I guess we will find that out and more next week because we are out of time for Friday Night Dynasty. For Flannery McCoy and Jake Mercer, I am Stew-O. Goodnight everybody!
(The final shot shows Drake Armstrong standing over Cy as he still brags about taking a Hall of Famer down as the shot fades to black.)
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