(EAW intro plays…)
(Friday Night Dynasty intro plays. A live shot of the Simmons Bank Arena is shown off before the shot transitions inside, capturing the fans in attendance. Pyro goes off, and then, the view switches over to the commentary table.)
Stew-O: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another episode of Friday Night Dynasty! We are LIVE from Little Rock, Arkansas! I am Stew-O, and as always, I am joined by my colleagues in Jake Mercer and Flannery McCoy! But now, let’s kick things off immediately!
Stephie Love: Please welcome at this time… METHUSELAH ELEVATION!
(The crowd erupted with a tremendous mixed reaction, mostly leaning on boos, as “Vent (Original Version)” by Baby Keem featuring Kendrick Lamar began blaring loudly through the speakers. Methuselah emerged from the billowing smoke, with an eerie grin on his face as he began marching down the ramp towards the squared circle with an intense gaze in his eyes.)
Stew-O: Here comes the chairman of EAW himself and one of the greatest of all time, if not THE greatest of all time, Methuselah Elevation!
Flannery McCoy: If I had to guess, he’s coming down to address the man that currently has his sights set on him, but so far it seems like Methuselah hasn’t been feeling too worried about David Gideon Smith despite the high profile victories that the newcomer to EAW has been picking up!
Jake Mercer: And he’s right! That’s the GOAT right there, why should he worry about some new guy trying to threaten him?
Stew-O: If there’s one thing that David Gideon Smith has shown us in his short tenure in EAW so far, it’s that you can never count him out no matter what, so regardless of how much of a threat Methuselah himself is, underestimating the Sovereign may be a fatal mistake!
(Methuselah Elevation entered the ring, impatiently snapping his fingers at the ringside staff for them to provide him with a microphone; he received it, therefore he began to speak.)
Methuselah: ARISE. AWAKEN. METHUSELAH ELEVATION. AWAKEN. METHUSELAH ELEVATION. AWAKEN. METHUSELAH ELEVATION. AWAKEN. METHUSELAH ELEVATION. AWAKEN. METHUSELAH ELEVATION………………………………….
(The crowd leaned their heads in with anticipation as Methuselah stopped dead in his tracks, silent as a void until suddenly-)
Methuselah: ARISE. AWAKEN. METHUSELAH ELEVATION!
Methuselah: Allow me to pose ye all a question; if a mosquito presumes to fly t’wards the arm of a titan, is it worthy of respect?
(Silence filled the arena as Methuselah’s question was pondered upon.)
Methuselah: ‘Tis not a trick question; I could not be more sincere if I tried. The subjects of ‘bravery’ and ‘courage’ get haphazardly thrown around in the Land of Elite, Extreme, Merchants, Beasts, with such repetition that it may as well be considered a ritualistic incantation painstakingly designed to inject the untermensch with unwarranted motivation. However, how often have those very same subhumans, purportedly engulfed with enough bravery to enflame the hearts of an entire legion, succumbed to their own infirmity immediately after having made such audacious claims?
Methuselah: Hearken unto the words of your Elevated Sensei carefully: unwarranted bravery is a vice, not a virtue. The mosquito that dares to dream of suckling from the blood of a titan, by means of its own patent delusion, contradicts its biological imperative to stay alive by nosediving into its own violent demise with a smile upon its wretched little face.
Methuselah: THEREFORE, the mosquito’s quote-unquote “bravery” was but a veil to deceive onlookers into lauding its delirium.
Methuselah: THEREFORE, the mosquito deserves naught but relentless castigations from all who can speak.
Methuselah: THEREFORE, the mosquito’s squashed entrails ought to be smeared across the titan’s arm to dissuade future victims of self-imposed delusion from embarking upon a misbegotten suicide mission.
Methuselah: THEREFORE, therefore, David Gideon Smith is a cretinous pest that must be transmuted into an example for like-minded fools that he can count amongst his ilk.
Methuselah: Think yourself a grand wrestler, do ye, “Sovereign”? Sovereign of what, pray tell? One amongst us is a sovereign in identity, the other in name alone; you, who dons the cloak of an industry titan in a hackneyed attempt to curry favor with the universe that pads MY pockets, overstepped your role when you decided to take aim at me, fool. Far be it from me to withhold credit where credit is due; you are able to ‘talk the talk’ and you even had the brav- ah, pardon, the DELUSION to stand up to me without shrinking to a whimpering mess.
Methuselah: However, if I were to allow you to speak to your heart’s content against your Ascended Mahatma, that would open the door for other New Breeds to think that I can be made an example of. Did you think my little string of misfortunes at recent events would leave me vulnerable to your machinations, David Gideon Smith? If a ‘disappointing performance’ is what has your panties in a knot, then I permit you to relax; there will be nothing disappointing from my end when I step foot in my gladiator’s arena with you and make a bloodied corpse out of you.
Methuselah: That “disappointment”, David, belongs solely to you; prithee, imagine the overwhelming disappointment if this entire gaudy endeavor to rise up the ranks turns out to be entirely worthless? Perhaps the only worthwhile aspect of your incessant chase will be the consequent shattering of your unwarranted ego; it will save us all the trouble of having to withstand your delirious rants for much longer. The same cannot be said for me, who has had downturns in my career that always – ALWAYS – turned into yet another ascension to the top. THEREFORE-
(Suddenly, “Razorface” by Celldweller began blaring through the speakers to a loud mixed reaction, and David Gideon Smith himself marched out from behind the stage curtains with his eyes narrowed towards the chairman of EAW. He made his way down the ramp with a microphone already in his hand, and began to speak as he entered the ring to come face to face with Methuselah.)
David Gideon Smith: How many times will we be subject to the same tired tirade? Once upon a time, the Liquid Swordz struck fear into the hearts of professional wrestlers both within this “land of elite” and beyond it; now, what was one considered to be a pair of the greatest to ever do it has now been reduced to a litany of excuses being played on perpetual loop.
(David Gideon Smith got right up into the face of Methuselah, with nary a hint of fear present in his eyes.)
David Gideon Smith: Kindly shut the fuck up, Methuselah, and save your own legacy from your relentless crusade to deteriorate it. What this year has been a demonstration of is the mental fragility present in a man who has long since purported to possess a mind that exists lightyears beyond the rest of this roster; how appropriate, that the – as you put it – “Sovereign” of the land of elite is the most representative of the mental illness that runs rampant throughout these halls.
David Gideon Smith: I question not your legacy, but your capacity to live up to the expectations that it imposes on you in the present day; each and every iteration of this spiel, in which you coat your failures with esotericism and deflection, has further and further evoked an overwhelming sense of insecurity that has manifested around you in a fetid miasma. How many of the warnings, much like the one you have just issued to me, been followed up with your excuses immediately after your own claims have been put to dust?
David Gideon Smith: For the industry titan who likened me to a mosquito, I wonder whether you have come to terms with your own transformation into that which you lambast; with what level of delusion are you capable of calling me a bug when you have been ritualistically swatted in marquee event after marquee event? The same man trying to make an example out of me to dissuade others from trying to decimate you is the very man that has ALLOWED those individuals to elevate themselves at the expense of the so-called Elevated Sensei.
(Methuselah is growing visibly infuriated by David’s irreverent speech.)
David Gideon Smith: Indeed, perhaps I was a tad overzealous when it came to Limmy, but defeat has never been a force that can stop me from my ambitions. I have intentions to return to that matter and force the Ace to succumb to his deepest and darkest thoughts, but I have no intentions of necessitating a second chance when it comes to you. The more you try to push me away from you, the more fervently I will hunt you down and force yet another excuse out of your mouth.
Methuselah: HAH! Surely this is some form of a jest. With what power do you challenge me, ingrate? All I have heard are the desperate words of a man that is too blind to perceive a bullet train when it is approaching him at top speed.
David Gideon Smith: I-
Stew-O: OH, BUT METHUSELAH CUTS HIM OFF WITH A PUNCH– WAIT, NO, DAVID GIDEON SMITH SOMEHOW SAW IT COMING AND DUCKED UNDERNEATH! HE RUSHES PAST METHUSELAH AND HITS THE ROPES BEFORE LAUNCHING HIMSELF UP INTO THE AIR, LOOKING TO HIT METHUSELAH WITH THE UN|MAKER–
Flannery McCoy: SPEAR! SPEAR! THIS TIME, METHUSELAH HAD DAVID GIDEON SMITH SCOUTED AND CUT HIM OFF BEFORE HE COULD LAY THE CHAIRMAN OUT! DAVID GIDEON SMITH HAS JUST BEEN CUT IN HALF BY METHUSELAH, AND NOW THE CHAIRMAN STANDS TALL ABOVE HIM!
Jake Mercer: DO YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN?! THIS IS NO ORDINARY WRESTLER, THIS IS THE GOAT, THIS IS THE CHAIRMAN, THIS IS METHUSELAH ELEVATION! WE ALL ARISE AND AWAKEN IN HIS PRESENCE! AND NOW HE’S GOING TO SHOW DAVID THAT HE IS NOT A FORCE TO BE TRIFLED WITH!
(The video feed lingers as Methuselah stands tall over David Gideon Smith, who clutches his ribs in pain; the chairman just glowers down at him with a menacing expression, though, as the video feed fades to black.)
(A commercial plays for Wicked: For Good.)
(‘Seccharine’ by Violent Vira begins to play through the speakers. The crowd rises to their feet as Holly Arrow walks out from the back. She has a neutral look on her face as she surveys the sold out crowd around her. Then, she turns her focus to the ring, where she has an important match against a former World Champion in Drake King.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!!
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM LIVERPOOL, ENGLAND…SHE IS ‘THE LODESTAR’…HOLLY ARROW!!!!!
Stew-O: Now, here’s a woman who has had a rough 2025, but looks to use Road to Redemption as a way to redeem herself. She makes a point that Raven Roberts and Milli Banks are in this match to add onto their legacies. Meanwhile, Holly is looking into this match because she has to be in the match. After all, Milli Banks did insist that Holly should be in the match, but it’s nothing to do with respect, but a solid performance against her at House of Glass.
Flannery McCoy: Holly Arrow may feel like she’s a ghost, Stew! But, capturing the Universal Women’s Championship may be the one thing that brings her back to life. But, how do you approach that match when the competitors have defeated her in the past? Ms. Extreme, Milli Banks and Raven Roberts have victories over Holly, so how does one approach that?
Jake Mercer: She has nothing to lose at Road to Redemption, Flann! That is what makes Holly Arrow scary going into that match, but tonight, she has to focus on Drake King!
(‘When Darkness Falls’ by Killswitch Engage plays as a chorus of boos ignited for Drake King. Drake comes out with a smug look on his face as he hands his hands open, embracing the reception of the crowd.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING HER OPPONENT…FROM HEAVEN’S GATE…WEIGHING IN AT 220 POUNDS…HE IS ‘THE MESSIAH’…DRAKE KING!!!!!!
Stew-O: Drake King is one of the men who will be competing in the Extreme Elimination Chamber for the World Heavyweight Championship. Last week, Sister Annabelle invited all of the participants of that Chamber match to Church and well, it didn’t pan out the way she intended.
Flannery McCoy: The participants did not get closer to God by going to Church, but Drake King still plans to deliver an exorcism at Road to Redemption. Maybe, we’ll get a preview of what to expect from all of that at the expense of Holly Arrow!
Jake Mercer: I’m concerned about what Drake King could bring into the match at Road to Redemption. But what about tonight? If I were Holly Arrow, I’d just repent and hope that Drake shows her mercy!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Drake King and Holly Arrow circle each other before locking up! We are seeing a true test of strengths here as Holly spins behind Drake, wrapping her arms around his waist and looking to connect with a back-to-belly mat slam! But, Drake manages to elbow Holly in the face as she staggers back a bit! Drake turns himself around, going for a clothesline, BUT HOLLY DUCKS THE CLOTHESLINE! SHE UNDERHOOKS DRAKE BY HIS ARMS LIFTING HIM UP WITH A SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX, BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO KEEP HIS FEET ON THE MAT! DRAKE SLIDES OUT OF HOLLY’S HOLD BEFORE GRABBING HER BY THE ANKLES AND CONNECTING WITH A DROP TOE HOLD!
Flannery McCoy: Holly Arrow falls face first onto the mat! Drake King pulls her up by her waist and takes her back with a deadlift German suplex! He has a beautiful bridge as he goes for the first pinfall attempt of this match!
OOOOONNNNNEEEE–
Jake Mercer: Holly Arrow kicks out quickly! The force of the kick causes Holly to create some distance for herself! Drake King gets to his feet as Holly gets to her feet afterwards! Drake goes right after Holly, but Holly catches Drake before dropping his spine first against her knee! This takes the former World Champion down! Holly gets Drake before lifting him up with a backdrop driver! She goes for the cover!
OOOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEEE–
Stew-O: Drake King with a kick out! Holly Arrow grabs Drake by the hair, yanking him up to his feet, but Drake connects with a punch that staggers back ‘The Lodestar!’ Drake manages to back away Holly against the horizontal set of ropes with the punches! He grabs her by the arm and whips her to the horizontal ropes across from her! Drake goes right after Holly, but Holly lifts Drake up and over as he lands on the apron! Holly goes for a forearm! Drake ducks and connects with a shoulder thrust through the middle rope! His shoulder collides with the gut of Holly as that takes her back! Then, he races for the top turnbuckle! He’s going high risk here —
Flannery McCoy: NOT IF HOLLY ARROW HAS ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT IT! SHE MEETS DRAKE KING UP ON THE TURNBUCKLE, BUT DRAKE HEADBUTTS THE FORMER UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPION! DRAKE JUMPS FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AND CONNECTS WITH A DIVING BLOCKBUSTER AS HOLLY GOES DOWN! It was beautiful there! He gestures for Holly to get to her feet! When she gets to her feet, Drake follows that up with a superkick as she falls to a knee! He gets Holly in a powerbomb position, underhooking her arms before taking her back with a butterfly suplex! Holly lands on a seated position before falling completely to her back!
Jake Mercer: Holly Arrow is clutching her lower spine in pain as she forces herself to her feet! But, Drake delivers a calf kick to the gut before pulling her closer! He gets her up in a powerbomb position before turning his back to one of the corners! But, Holly begins to unload on some punches on the top of Drake’s head! She is looking to get herself down, but Drake runs to the corner and throws her for a turnbuckle powerbomb! But, Holly manages to catch herself! Each of her hands is clutching to the rope! Drake goes right after her, looking for a clothesline! Holly gets a leg up, looking to block him! BUT, DRAKE GRABS THAT LEG AND CONNECTS WITH A KNEE JAMMER BEFORE FOLLOWING THAT UP WITH A DRAGON SCREW LEG WHIP AS THAT TAKES HER OUT OF THE CORNER! HOLLY IS CLUTCHING THAT KNEE AS DRAKE SEEMS MORE THAN DETERMINED TO END THIS MATCH AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE!
Stew-O: I think that we’re going to see Drake King apply a heel hook on Holly Arrow! But, Holly manages to use one of her feet to kick Drake in the face! This causes Drake to stumble back to the ropes! Holly rises to her feet as she uses all of her strength to charge at Drake and clothesline him over the top rope! Drake lands on the apron! Holly goes for a forearm to Drake, but Drake ducks! He goes for the shoulder thrust through the middle rope again! But, Holly was ready for it as she got a knee up! This causes Drake to drop down, which is still through the middle rope! Holly grabs Drake and connects with some rapid kawada style knees to the skull of the former World Champion! The crowd is LOVING this, Flann and Jake!
Flannery McCoy: Holly Arrow is showing a bit of the fighting spirit that possessed her before the hardship took a toll on her! That woman is still in there somewhere, maybe, just matured, but still there in another form! Holly growls as she throws Drake away from her! Drake falls to the apron before rolling outside of the ring! Holly steps through the ropes and stands on apron! She waits for Drake King to show signs of getting up before —-HOLLY JUMPS OFF THE APRON AND CONNECTS WITH A FLYING KNEE DROP AS THAT SENDS THE HALL OF FAMER BACK TO OUR TABLE! THAT WAS ENOUGH TO RATTLE OUR TABLE, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!
Jake Mercer: HOLLY ARROW CHARGES AT DRAKE KING AND CONNECTS WITH A HIGH KNEE STRIKE UNDERNEATH THE CHIN OF ‘THE MESSIAH!’ THIS CAUSES DRAKE TO STUMBLE FORWARD AS HE FALLS ONTO THE SHOULDERS OF ‘THE LODESTAR!’ THE STRENGTH OF HOLLY ARROW, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! THAT IS 220 POUNDS OF DRAKE KING AS HOLLY CONNECTS WITH A USHIGOROSHI AS THE SHARP KNEE COLLIDES WITH THE SPINE OF THE FORMER WORLD CHAMPION! Holly follows that up with a sliding forearm to the back of Drake’s head as that takes him down! Holly picks up Drake by his hair before using her strength to get him into a powerbomb position!
Stew-O: Drake King lands on the apron! Holly Arrow turns around as Drake nails her with a low superkick on the apron! This causes the former Unified Tag Team Champion to stagger back! Drake takes a couple of steps back, before running and connecting with a high knee strike to Holly! He takes down Holly with a diving knee strike! Drake picks up Holly by her hair and proceeds to trash talk to her! It’s always a rare instance to see someone trash talking without resorting to any profanity! :mjlol:
Flannery McCoy: It’s silly to think about, but that’s a five time Pain for Pride main eventer there, ladies and gentlemen! For anyone that’s tuning into Dynasty, Drake King has Holly Arrow up before throwing her to the barricade! Holly’s body collides with the barricade as Drake places his foot on the neck of ‘The Lodestar!’
Referee: (off-mic) ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! GET YOUR FOOT OFF HER NECK, DRAKE!
Jake Mercer: Drake King takes a few steps back, allowing for Holly Arrow to get some breathing room. The referee is checking to see if Holly can continue on! Honestly, if I were Holly I’d think about the future! I’d think about my wellbeing in the Extreme Elimination Chamber! Road to Redemption is around the corner! She is going to need to be at her absolute best!
Stew-O: Do you think that Holly Arrow is willing to give up, Jake? Holly has been through a rough patch for ages! She’s had moments of doubts and questions on how much she is able to take, but that woman does not give up! She is in the ring against a man who has been World Champion on a couple occasions, there is no other way to test herself and how far she has come than against someone of Drake King’s caliber!
Flannery McCoy: Drake King picks Holly Arrow up and leans her back against the barricade! He grabs her by her arm and whips her to the edge of the apron! Holly’s stomach collides with the edge of the apron as she clutches her stomach in pain! Drake clubs her in the back of her head before lifting her up on the apron! Drake delivers a couple of more clubs to the spine of Holly before climbing onto the apron himself! But, look at this, ladies and gentlemen! Drake gets Holly in a front headlock before draping her arm over the back of his neck! He lifts her up and connects with a front suplex on the top rope! Holly is trying to lift her head up as Drake takes a couple of steps back —
Jake Mercer: A BIG BOOT TO THE SIDE OF HOLLY ARROW’S TEMPLE AS THAT KNOCKS HER BACK INSIDE THE RING! DRAKE KING GOES FOR THE TOP TURNBUCKLE ONCE MORE AS HE SITUATES HIMSELF ON THE TURNBUCKLE! But, the big boot didn’t seem to keep Holly down for long! It’s like the dizziness is causing her to stumble to the corner! She tries to get herself to that top turnbuckle with Drake, but Drake throws a punch as that knocks her down! Holly drops to a knee, but she refuses to stay down for long! She swipes the feet of the former World Champion, causing Drake to fall to a seated position! Holly uses the opening to get herself to her feet! She climbs up the top turnbuckle as she meets Drake up there!
Stew-O: HOLLY ARROW THROWS A FOREARM TO DRAKE KING! BUT, DRAKE THROWS A FOREARM TO HOLLY! HOLLY WITH A FOREARM TO DRAKE! DRAKE WITH A FOREARM TO HOLLY! HOLLY! DRAKE! HOLLY! DRAKE! HOLLY! DRAKE! THESE TWO ELITISTS ARE DUKING IT OUT ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! THIS IS A DANGEROUS SCENARIO TO FIND YOURSELVES IN — DRAKE HEADBUTTS HOLLY BACK! HE HEADBUTTED HER IN THE MOUTH!
(The camera pans to Holly Arrow who is checking her mouth as a trace of blood begins to pour out. Holly looks at the blood on her fingers, but Drake King uses it as the opportunity to headbutt again. Holly remains perfectly still, an expressionless look on her face. Drake is trash talking to her, trying to fire her up.)
Crowd: YOU FUCKED UP! YOU FUCKED UP! YOU FUCKED UP!
Flannery McCoy: HOLLY ARROW SPITS IN THE FACE OF DRAKE KING!!!!! :damn: :damn: :damn:
Jake Mercer: There’s that fire that we’ve always loved from Holly Arrow! She flips the bird on Drake King before getting him into position for a superplex! These two Elitists go flying off the turnbuckle as Drake ate the majority of that bump! But, that doesn’t mean that Holly was immune to the pain! Holly tries to block the pain that she’s probably feeling! SHE GETS HERSELF UP TO HER FEET BEFORE CONNECTING WITH THE PUMPHANDLE SITOUT PILEDRIVER! SHE CALLS THAT ‘MAGNETIC DESCENT!’ SHE GOES FOR THE COVER ON DRAKE! IS THIS GOING TO BE IT HERE?!?!?
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TT–
Stew-O: DRAKE KING KICKS OUT! HOLLY ARROW SLAMS HER HANDS TO THE CANVAS! SHE FORCES HERSELF UP TO HER FEET AS SHE UNDERHOOKS DRAKE FOR THE LIFTING BRAINBUSTER! SHE CALLS THAT ‘PSIONIC CROSSBOW!’
(The crowd pops out of nowhere as the crowd pans to Milli Banks who is walking down the ramp. Holly Arrow releases Drake, throwing him to the side as she stares down Milli, who stops at the bottom of the ramp.)
Flannery McCoy: Now, this is an interesting turn of events here! Milli Banks is making her presence known in this match! Holly Arrow turns her attention from Drake King to Milli and I’m not sure that’s the wisest decision, but what else can you do when you have someone that you’ve clashed with in the past just a few feet away from you?
Jake Mercer: Why is Milli Banks out here, exactly! Holly Arrow was seconds away from putting away Drake King!
(Holly Arrow is fuming. She is yelling at Milli Banks to go away. Milli assures Holly that she’s observing, trying to see if Holly is deadass going to defeat Drake King. The two women begin to throw their best verbal jabs at one another.)
Stew-O: BUT, DRAKE KING TURNS HOLLY ARROW AROUND! HE KICKS HER IN THE STOMACH BEFORE LOOKING FOR ‘ASCENSION!’ HE TRIED GOING FOR THIS MOVE EARLIER IN THE MATCH, BUT IT WAS NO LUCK! HOLLY GETS HERSELF OUT OF POSITION BEFORE SWINGING AT DRAKE FOR A FOREARM! BUT, DRAKE MANAGES TO CATCH HER BEFORE LIFTING HER UP AND CONNECTING WITH HALF NELSON BACKBREAKER — ‘CROWN OF THORNS’ TAKES DOWN THE FORMER UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPION!
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE KING RISES TO HIS FEET! HE HAS HIS HANDS WIDE OPEN, EMBRACING THE NEGATIVITY OF THE CROWD! HE BEGINS TO BACK TO THE ROPES AS HE STALKS HOLLY ARROW INTO A CRAWLING POSITION! HE RUNS TOWARDS HER — ‘JUDGEMENT DAY!’ HE CURB STOMPS HOLLY! NO! HOLLY MANAGES TO GET HERSELF OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND! SHE SPINS AROUND BEFORE GETTING DRAKE IN A CHOKEHOLD! IS SHE GOING TO CHOKE DRAKE?!?!
Jake Mercer: NO! DRAKE KING MANAGES TO USE WHATEVER STRENGTH THAT HE HAS LEFT TO FLIP HOLLY ARROW FORWARD! SHE LANDS IN A SEATED POSITION BEFORE GETTING IN FRONT OF HOLLY— ‘GUILLOTINE!’ THE RUNNING SINGLE LEG DROPKICK NAILS HOLLY IN THE FACE, CAUSING HER TO FALL TO HER BACK! DRAKE QUICKLY GOES FOR THE COVER! IS THIS IT HERE?!?!?
OOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TTTTHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘When Darkness Falls’ plays once more as Drake King rolls off of Holly Arrow. He demands for the referee to raise his hands in victory as he does that. Then, he swipes his arm away from the referee as he celebrates his victory.)
Stephie Love: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH…DRAKE KING!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Drake King gets a victory over Holly Arrow, but let’s not get it twisted. Milli Banks’ presence was something that threw Holly Arrow off guard. While Holly was taken off guard, she did her best to shift her focus back in this match. But, it was not enough as Drake captures the victory here!
(Holly Arrow is holding the back of her neck as she recovers on the edge of the apron. She stares daggers at Milli Banks who shakes her head and shrugs and begins to make her way up the ramp.)
Flannery McCoy: It seems like things aren’t completely over between Milli Banks and Holly Arrow —
(The camera pans to Unified Tag Team Champion, Raven Roberts backstage. She had watched the entire match. Her title resting nicely on her shoulder. She isn’t amused by Milli Banks’ shenanigans. She shakes her head before the camera pans back to ringside.)
Jake Mercer: Raven Roberts was scouting her competition tonight, but you can tell that she wasn’t crazy about what Milli Banks did. But, if there is anyone that carries momentum for their respective Extreme Elimination Chamber, it’s Drake King.
(The last shot is of Drake King celebrating his victory before the scene pans elsewhere.)
(Backstage, Tyrone Montgomery is in his office, watching Dynasty and how everything has been unfolding thus far. He reclines in his seat, eyes trailing over to the pile of paperwork on his desk. He goes to take up one of the files—)
(KNOCKKNOCKKNOCK!)
(Until his attention instantly snaps toward the door, where the sudden knocks came from.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Door’s open! Don’t be shy!
(The door creeks open, and closes. Tyrone raises a brow as a figure stalks in, getting closer to him.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Well, I didn’t think you’d be stopping by tonight, especially before your match, but I reckon this is important.
(When he gets close enough, SOSA Henderson gives a sharp nod.)
SOSA Henderson: It is. Won’t take up much of your time either, ‘cause just like you, I’m a man who likes to get straight down to business. No bullshit.
Tyrone Montgomery: :notbad: Alright then. What’s on your mind?
SOSA Henderson: Well, Road to Redemption is approaching awfully fast. Of course, I’m not in the chamber, which I ain’t gonna lie — I feel a way about it. However, I ain’t here to air my grievances like that. Not when there’s another match on the show that could very well get me to where I want to be.
(Tyrone looks curious by this. SOSA smirks, continuing to speak.)
SOSA Henderson: In fact, I think it’s all but poetic ‘cause last year, I won a certain match that many people thought was crazy for someone like me to be in. Yet, thanks to that, I can call myself a grand slam winner, and if I can win? Well, that’s just another title waiting for me again. I ain’t here to wait my turn and I’m not about to be on some patient bullshit. I’m competitive as hell and there’s just no way I’m gonna sit my ass at home while everyone else gets to have their fun in NOLA. So…
SOSA Henderson: … I want in on the Extreme Enigma Battle Royale.
(And that gets the general manager himself to look on in slight surprise.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Really?
SOSA Henderson: Really. I thought about it long and hard the past week, and there’s no better route for me to take. Plus, if I get to shut these little dumb bitches up and not have to deal with them playing with my name, all the better. Kill two birds with one stone. ‘Sides, that match usually lacks in the star power department, and there’s no bigger star here than SOSA. :troll:
Tyrone Montgomery: Well, SOSA, if that’s what you truly want… who am I to say no? Helps me out too because I was just about to do some work in rounding up who can participate in the match.
SOSA Henderson: Well, look at that — that makes both our jobs easier. Jot my name down, ‘cause I’ll be ready for that match.
Tyrone Montgomery: You got it.
(SOSA seems content with that. He turns and walks out of the office, while Tyrone watches on. His surprise is still evident, but he gets to work, and from there, the scene fades elsewhere…)
(Out of the office and moving on, the camera shot travels over to the locker room of Mia Santoro. The Specialists Champion is not in a good mood, clearly stewing. As she sits with the title in her grasp, she hears some knocks.)
Mia Santoro: Really? Now which jackass wants to interrupt me?
(She scoffs and rolls her eyes.)
Mia Santoro: Come on in, but make it quick! Not in the mood for visitors…
(The door slowly opens up, and Michael Belfort enters.)
Mia Santoro: :Noah:
Michael Belfort: Good evening, Mia. Just wanted to come on over and catch up with you on—
Mia Santoro: Save it, Michael. Just get your ass in here and hurry it up. I am NOT in a chatty mood, so the sooner you can get this out of the way, the better.
Michael Belfort: R-right…
(Sensing the edge in her voice, Michael awkwardly clears his throat.)
Michael Belfort: Well, the last couple of weeks haven’t been the best. You’ve had some losses, and—
Mia Santoro: Really? You want to open up a dialogue with me starting off with THAT? Well, geez, Michael, it doesn’t take a freaking genius to realize that yes, I’ve lost my last few matches! Is it any wonder why I’m annoyed right now?! What, are you gonna go on with the generic ass questions about asking me how to feels??
Michael Belfort: I, um… I guess so, yeah—
Mia Santoro: Well, STUFF IT UP YOUR GODDAMN ASS! Use the brain and common sense that God has blessed you with and deduce on your own how I’d feel about everything!
(Groaning, she shakes her head as she rubs her temples.)
Mia Santoro: It’s just.. ugh, I’m supposed to be the best. I am the best. Yet I’m letting these stupid has-beens get the better of me and I’m not liking it one bit. I have to be on my A-game, to prove to the rest of these losers that they can never compare to me, and with Road to Redemption coming up… it’s more important than ever. However, things haven’t been going my way, and that pisses me off to no end.
(She clings onto her title just a bit tighter.)
Mia Santoro: … but you know what? I’m not going to trip. No, oh no, no, no, no. I still got time to remind to everyone why I’m the best champion here, and no one is going to come along thinking that they have my number. Not one bit.
Michael Belfort: Speaking of, I wanted to touch base with you on that. So far, no one has been stepping up to the plate just yet when it comes to the Specialists title.
Mia Santoro: Oh, I’ve noticed that. I don’t know. I mean, I would think that any of the women here would be big and bold enough to see if their luck can work against me. But who knows? Either way, I’m not about to be looked at as someone on borrowed time. I’ve been at the top of this decision for damn near six months, and each and every defense I’ve had, I’ve proven that none of these fans’ stupid favorites can handle me when it truly matters. I’m not gonna end my year sitting at home doing jack shit.
(She sneers.)
Mia Santoro: People don’t like me, my attitude or how I carry myself now, but I’ve busted my ass with no complaints. I kept it pushing. I’ve grown and become better than I have ever been, and if that wasn’t the case? Well, I wouldn’t have been able to be a champion after all this time. It’s that simple, Michael. Luck never awarded me with the Specialists Championship. I EARNED this title, just like how I’m gonna earn every single win from here on out.
(She sighs.)
Mia Santoro: … things have been a bit rougher than usual, but I’ll bounce back. I always do. And regardless of who actually decides to muster up some courage to challenge me for this title, in the end? I’m coming out on top. Now…
(Her eyes narrow at him.)
Mia Santoro: Are you finished?
(Michael quickly nods his head.)
Michael Belfort: Yes, that is all! Thank you for your time as always, Mia.
(And with that, Michael leaves with haste, not wanting to draw more of Mia’s ire. From there, Dynasty fades elsewhere.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following main event contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Number One’ by Shirō Sagisu & Hazel Fernandez can be heard throughout the speakers as the audience responds loudly for the arrival of Limmy Monaghan. The former World Champion looks ahead to the ring, focused on his match tonight as he proceeds to step himself down the ramp, prepared for his immense outing with Milli.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! Residing from Golden Beach, Florida, weighing in at 227 pounds… LIMMYYYYYYYYYY MONAGHAN!!!
Stew-O: Limmy Monaghan will be stepping back into the fray after quite the struggle being cost his match prior, which resulted in Kirk becoming quite the momentum shift! But now is the time to usher in newfound momentum for himself with this match against another decorated elitist in Milli Banks.
Jake Mercer: Surely goes without saying that this will be a big match to win for both elitists, as Territorial Invasion paved the way for their own respective successes that ultimately leads to this rekindling that success, which leaves these elitists with a lot more to prove for themselves by bringing upon more success to come.
(‘Just A Phase’ can then be heard as the audience responds loudly for Milli Banks, who emerges with a grin while only sparing a slight glance to the crowd before focusing on the ring, with her eyes sight entirely on Limmy Monaghan as she makes her way down the ramp. Her focus remains clear, as the crowd continues to react in unison while she struts forward.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent! From Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 142 pounds… ‘THE SUPERNOVA’, MILLIIIIIIIIIII BANKS!!!
Stew-O: And here we have the former World Champion who is looking to continue mounting more than enough momentum! Milli Banks remains on the path of understanding her own capabilities, and she looks to uplift herself toward the impending future with tonight’s match.
Jake Mercer: Hell, it’s gonna be a tough battle for her as she’s going up against a former World Heavyweight Champ’ who’s also got a whole lot to gain for this match too! Limmy wants to usher in as much of a momentum shift as possible, especially after that loss to Kirk, and this is how you do it!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And we’re off! We are here with a colossal match on hand tonight as former World Champions collide in the form of Milli Banks & Limmy Monaghan! These are two outstanding in-ring performers who are looking to make the most out of the opportunities that are presenting themselves tonight through this match in particular! They begin by circling around the canvas, properly assessing one another from a viewpoint specifically attributed to each of them as high level elitists who are looking to garner the most sizable victory for their own momentum to continue moving forward as well!
Flannery McCoy: As they motion forward with a collar and elbow tie-up to begin this match! The referee is keeping a keen eye on the beginning of this match as Limmy is very much ushering in the strength advantage in this match, able to slowly and steadily push Milli back & into the ropes, as the referee now begins to count down on Limmy while he is keeping his opponent suppressed against the ropes. Before the five count, Limmy decides to steadily back away, as Milli raises her own hands upward and they then begin to motion back toward the ring! They each begin to step forward once again for another go at the tie-up!
Jake Mercer: But Milli immediately gets her arms around the head of Limmy for a sufficient headlock! Milli is trying to sink all of her weight downward as she’s shaking her own head, refusing to oblige with another tie-up as this headlock remains strong while Limmy is now left in quite the predicament! Monaghan knows that he cannot let Milli motion for too much momentum to be gained on her own end and this match can turn sour just as quickly as it begins! Limmy is refusing to let this keep him down for long, as he’s not looking to wait too long to make the most out of this while hoisting her upward and LOOKING FOR A BACK SUPLEX!
Stew-O: BUT MILLI HOLDS ON! She continuously shakes her head as she does not let the back suplex get to her while keeping the headlock applied! Milli is looking to apply a more strengthened crank to her headlock to ensure that there is a possible way for Limmy to free himself, but it is still quite early in this match as Monaghan is now rising up to a knee! Milli is keeping the headlock strong but Limmy doesn’t waste another moment to drag Milli toward the ropes, and using the additional momentum of the ropes to shove Milli away to free himself from the headlock! Milli to return back toward Monaghan—
Flannery McCoy: SUPERKICK FROM MILLI AS SHE REBOUNDS FORWARD! Landing across the jaw of Limmy as he finds himself staggering back and through the ropes, clutching onto the middle rope with a hand as he now has a palm coiled around his own jaw! Milli is taking notice of this, nodding to herself as he sees that Limmy will have to try and recover more effectively here if he wants to find himself back in this match! Banks is now looking to take advantage while she can, as she understands how Limmy is left in a vulnerable position before looking for an ENZIGURI!
Jake Mercer: LIMMY CATCHES THE LEG—AND PULLS MILLI RIGHT OVER & ONTO THE APRON! Milli holds onto the top rope to keep herself from collapsing down to the ringside floor, but this can go terribly for Milli Banks if she doesn’t try and get herself out of this spot—AS LIMMY SENDS A STRONG BACK ELBOW INTO HER TEMPLE TO RATTLE HER! Milli is dazed for the moment as Limmy is able to create this space between themselves while catching Banks off guard! The former Universal Women’s Champion is trying to shake off the elbow while Limmy is given ample time to recover, as he looks for another elbow!
Stew-O: MILLI WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO RATTLE LIMMY AS WELL!! Limmy can’t make much room happen in the form of control as Milli is more than capable of returning the fire, as she finds herself in a much more advantageous spot here now that Limmy himself is staggered! Milli now sees that there is all of the room for herself to make her own control happen here, as she’s bringing herself up to the middle turnbuckle, seeing that she needs to act quickly from here while Limmy is staggered, LOOKING TO LEAP FORWARD WITH A METEORA—
Flannery McCoy: LIMMY CAUGHT HER—AND SHOVED HER BACK FIRST INTO THE RING POST!!! GOOD GRIEF!!! Milli Banks is left in the struggle as she is immediately writhing in pain while Limmy motions himself back into the ring through the ropes! Milli is shaking her own head repeatedly as Limmy Monaghan has just garnered such a sizable advantage in this match from that precise maneuver! With Milli left leaning against the ropes, all of the pain within her back as she’s remaining stood over the apron, Limmy sees what he’s got to do from here!
Jake Mercer: As he’s now stepping himself over, steadily propping himself right over the bottom rope as he’s looking to make the absolute most out of what needs to be done from here! Milli is still staggered, and Limmy is not wasting another moment to make sure this ends up going terribly—HOLY SMOKES!!!! GERMAN SUPLEX FROM THE APRON AND RIGHT ONTO THE CANVAS!!!! MY GOD!!! MILLI IS DRIVEN RIGHT ONTO THE MAT WITH AUTHORITY AS LIMMY MAY HAVE ALSO KNOCKED THE WIND OUT OF HIS OWN SAILS THERE TOO!
Stew-O: An immense maneuver from the former World Heavyweight Champion!!!! Limmy Monaghan just sent Milli crashing right onto the back of her own neck as she’s motionless! He crawls himself over to Milli Banks, hooking the leg as the referee rushes himself over to counting the cover from here!
ONEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
T—
Flannery McCoy: NO! MILLI IS ABLE TO KICK OUT AND STAY IN THIS MATCH!! Limmy has to be feeling the urgency begin to kick in as this match is continuing to prove itself as a struggle for each of them! Monaghan is motioning upward to a knee, nodding to himself as he knows that Milli is left in a highly vulnerable state the longer that this match will continue to go! The damage she has already sustained can be a true testament to what she will have to endure through should this match continue further!
Jake Mercer: As Monaghan looks to continue setting the pace, dragging Milli upward and not refraining from keeping all of this momentum going as he lifts her into a seated position, and with Milli Banks still left absolutely dazed beyond belief here, Limmy finds enough of the wherewithal needed to keep on garnering that next level of control that’ll keep this match deep within his own register here! He rushes himself over toward the ropes, and he rushes back toward Milli Banks herself as she AIMS FOR A LOW DROPKICK TO THE JAW—
Stew-O: MILLI EVADES AS LIMMY LANDS FLAT, MOTIONING UP—INTO A SWEEPING KICK ACROSS HIS JAW FROM MILLI! Limmy is temporarily caught off guard by the kick as Milli Banks is now looking to recover, trying to shake off all of the hardship that she’s endured so far as she focuses on Limmy, who’s able to return to his feet more quickly here as he doesn’t want to stop, rushing back to Milli as he’s looking to SWING—BUT MILLI CATCHES THE ARM AND REVERSES INTO A SWINGING NECKBREAKER!!! Milli is trying to mount every single bit of her momentum as she possibly can!
Flannery McCoy: As Limmy is now finding himself in a much more difficult predicament here with Milli finding her own ground in this match! Milli Banks is trying to shake off all of the hardship as she’s keeping herself moving at an accelerated pace, now looking to rush toward the ropes as she rebounds back toward a Limmy that’s moving up to a knee—AS THE RUNNING METEORA LANDS & KNOCKS LIMMY BACK DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS! Milli clutches onto the leg to maintain the pin here as the referee is counting away! For the win!
ONEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
T—
Jake Mercer: NO! LIMMY KICKS OUT & PUSHES MILLI OFF! Limmy is refusing to stay down here as he’s crawling himself toward the corner, not looking to stay dormant for long as Milli is now heading up to her own feet! Limmy is trying to bring himself upward, dragging himself up against the corner using the ropes as Milli is following along & not looking to give Monaghan much room to get himself out of this! Milli Banks sees that Limmy is left scrambling here as she’s looking to keep him suppressed further!
Stew-O: ENZIGURI FROM MILLI BANKS ACROSS THE TEMPLE OF LIMMY!! Milli held onto the rope for additional support as she’s able to keep Limmy largely suppressed for the time being! Banks is maintaining her control in this match! Limmy drops a knee once more, and now Milli is mounting up much more of the offense that’s needed in this match in order to bring all of this forward & make sure that her momentum is not spent going to waste for herself as well! Milli steps up & looks for a HURRICANRANA WITH GOOD MEASURE—
Flannery McCoy: BUT LIMMY KEEPS HER CAUGHT AS SHE CAN’T COMMIT FULLY TO THE MOVE—AND HE SWINGS HER AGAINST THE TURNBUCKLES!!! Milli collides with the corner as she ends up slumping downward, scrambling for any chance to regain control as she is left in a bad way here! Limmy is struggling a bit to maintain his footing afterward as he holds onto the ropes, but he takes a clear focus back onto Milli as he’s not looking to hold back! Limmy drags her right back over, and he doesn’t waste another moment hoisting her up—SIT-OUT POWERBOMB! The cover is maintained here as well!
ONEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THRE—
Jake Mercer: NOT ENOUGH! KICK OUT FROM MILLI!!! Limmy is seeing all of the efforts that are being bolstered real highly here as Milli is not staying down! Limmy simply nods, raising back up to his feet as he motions himself away while Milli Banks is left scrambling further for any footing to get herself here! Monaghan notices that Milli is trying to recover, leaning against the ropes as she hasn’t been able to rise up to a proper stance yet! Monaghan sees what he has to do, and he’s not looking to wait around any further than needed as he’s RUSHING TOWARD HER!
Stew-O: ‘DIABLE JAMBE’—SHOTGUN DROPKICK FROM MILLI SENDS LIMMY ROLLING BACK!!! Milli launches herself toward Limmy with the dropkick before Limmy could lift the knee!!! Limmy is forced to roll backward following the impact of the dropkick as he’s leaning against the ropes, dazed as Milli Banks is returning back up to her feet & looking to keep on applying the pressure for as long as she can while time is on her side! Milli is emphasizing all of her focus toward Limmy here and refusing to let the momentum subside as this can bring her the win!
Flannery McCoy: As we see Milli take hold of Limmy’s wrist, and he’s being dragged up to his feet before being pulled right around and into a RIPCORD SLAP FOR GOOD MEASURE!! Limmy is remaining dazed in this state as Milli is not slowing down, shaking her head while glaring toward him as she motions forward with a BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE THAT STAGGERS LIMMY EVEN FURTHER! Limmy Monaghan is really going through a rough spot here as Milli is refusing to stop! Milli Banks doesn’t slow herself down as she motions accordingly—FOR THE POISONED FRANKENSTEINER!!! ‘CROSSFADED’!!! Milli hooks the leg afterward!
ONEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEE—
Jake Mercer: NO! NOT ENOUGH! LIMMY KICKS OUT!!! Milli is sitting herself upward as she’s further understanding everything that it’s gonna take to put the former World Heavyweight Champion down! Milli is now rising to her feet, and Limmy is trying to crawl yet Milli Banks doesn’t seem all too interested in allowing him any leeway when this match can end from any point! Banks briefly backs herself away from Limmy, and she’s now looking to put an end to this as she’s rushing over looking for ‘NOCTURNE’—
Stew-O: BUT LIMMY ROLLS AWAY AND CATCHES THE ANKLE OF MILLI!! Mill is left struggling as Limmy is applying an ankle lock to the right leg of Milli Banks!! Milli is scrambling as she’s reaching for the ropes, but Limmy is dragging Milli away from the ropes and refusing to let go of the ankle! Limmy is able to counter the attempt at the curb stomp as he’s keeping this submission applied despite Milli Banks refusing to give in as the referee is keeping a real keen eye on her here!
Flannery McCoy: Milli is refusing to let this get to her as the referee is asking if she’s giving in! She’s not quitting to anything here as she thinks quickly—AND SHIFTS INTO A ROLL THAT CAUSES THE MOMENTUM TO SEND LIMMY FORWARD & AGAINST THE ROPES! Limmy is clutching onto his own throat afterward as he’s coughing up a storm, shaking his head vigorously as Milli is now looking to motion upward, and she doesn’t waste time when DELIVERING A SPINNING BACK ELBOW THAT RATTLES LIMMY! Limmy is rattled as he’s dazed and turning himself around, as Milli is trying to maintain her own stance—
Jake Mercer: ‘TILL LIMMY RETORTS WITH A PELE KICK IN THE HAZE!!! Milli is dazed as Limmy doesn’t waste time! He is motioning back up to his feet as he’s coughing to himself but able to keep the pressure going while his opponent is still in this daze for the time being! Limmy doesn’t let another second go as he rushes past Milli and to the ropes, returning back toward her with ‘DIABLE JAMBE’!!! THE KNEE COLLIDES WITH HER TEMPLE AS SHE’S DOWN!!! Limmy hooks the leg as the referee rushes to the count!
ONEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEE—
Stew-O: NO!!! KICK OUT!! THIS ISN’T OVER!!! Limmy sees that he needs to do more! He’s backing away into the corner, and Milli is looking to not keep herself down for long as she’s trying to rise to her feet on her own volition! They’re getting to this standstill here as Limmy is looking to make the most out of the upcoming maneuver to seal the deal! Limmy RUSHES TOWARD MILLI BANKS WITH DIVINE DEPARTURE—
Flannery McCoy: KNEE LIFT FROM MILLI BEFORE LIMMY COULD AIM FOR HER HEAD!! Milli has her opportunity here! She’s looking to seal the deal in her own right as Limmy’s staggered—BUT LOOK! THERE’S HOLLY!
Jake Mercer: And she’s sparring words with Milli as she props herself up onto the apron! Milli’s direction has been taken away from the match as now both of these elitists are arguing with one another, as Limmy is steadily rising, trying to shake off the knee lift as Milli is distracted here—BUT KIRK REDWOOD BLASTS LIMMY FROM BEHIND WITH A FOREARM!!!!
Stew-O: AS MILLI LOOKS TO TURN TO SEE—BUT HOLLY NOW DRIVES MILLI’S THROAT RIGHT OVER THE TOP ROPE!!! BOTH ELITISTS HAVE BEEN ATTACKED AS THE REFEREE IS FORCED TO THROW OUT THIS MATCH!
(DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, THIS MATCH HAS BEEN DECLARED A NO CONTEST!
Flannery McCoy: AND LOOK AT THEM GO! MILLI & HOLLY ARE ENGAGING IN A BRAWL OF THEIR OWN AS THEY’RE SITUATED IN THE RING! THEY’RE EXCHANGING FISTS AS THE RIGHTS AND LEFTS ARE FLYING ALL AROUND!
Jake Mercer: SAME WITH LIMMY & KIRK! THEY’RE SITUATED AT RINGSIDE AS THEY’RE SENDING REPEATED STRIKES AGAINST ONE ANOTHER! THIS IS TURNING INTO QUITE THE BUNDLE OF CHAOS AFTER THIS MATCH WAS JUST THROWN OUT!
Stew-O: AND THERE’S NO WAY THAT THE OFFICIAL CAN RESTORE ORDER HERE! THEY’RE GONNA HAVE TO CALL FOR MORE ARMS TO GET THIS UNDER CONTROL!
(The security personnel begin to rush toward the competitive environment, as they’re swarming to the brawls being driven by Milli & Holly and Limmy & Kirk respectively, the latter brawling in the crowd. Within the adherence, Effy & Ahren can be seen, as Effy McAvoy sports a sly grin on her face at the sight as the scene soon fades.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns as the backstage area of the Simmons Bank Arena is shown. From there, Backstage Correspondent Michael Belfort is seen standing by, as he has a microphone in his hand and a smile on his face while the camera begins to pan in. He takes a brief moment before beginning to speak.)
Michael Belfort: Welcome back to Friday Night Dynasty! What a show that we have so far, as we are on the way to our year-end spectacular in Road To Redemption. With so many matches set in stone, there are plenty of Elitists on all the brands who are looking to stake their claim for the tri-branded Marquee Event. One of them in particular is my guest tonight. Please welcome at this time… KASAI!
(The crowd inside the arena reacts loudly as KASAI begins to make her way into the scene. She has a calm, collected expression on her face as she exhales deeply. As the scene begins to settle in, Michael continues to speak on.)
Michael Belfort: KASAI, as we know, last week at The Last Stand, you were unsuccessful in your Universal Women’s Championship race against Ms. Extreme in what was a barnburner of a match. I just wanted to get your thoughts on the matter at hand. I’m sure a loss like that has to sting, especially this close to the end of the year.
(There’s a brief moment of silence as KASAI thinks to herself, before then looking up as she begins to speak.)
KASAI: Sting? That’s putting it lightly, Michael. I feel like I’m stuck in this forever loop. The Last Stand came and went, and just like last year, I was inches away. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the Universal Women’s Championship, then, as soon as I reached out, it slipped through my fingers… again. Losing to Milli Banks last year? I could rationalize it. I was the new girl who bit off more than she could chew, understandable. But this loss? It hit differently. I was prepared, ready, I was her equal in every single way… but the result was the same. I won’t lie to you, Michael, it messes with your head. It makes you question if “eventually” is just a lie people tell you to keep you showing up. It makes you wonder if the thing you love is ever going to love you back.
(KASAI pauses after she says that, a blank stare into the distance, before she shakes her head as she proceeds onward.)
KASAI: But here is the reality: I am tired. Not of wrestling. Not of the work. I’m tired of pretending that the heartbreak doesn’t exist. But a lesser woman would have let that heartbreak crush her. A lesser woman would have stayed on the mat. I got back up. Camille didn’t break me; what she did was show me exactly how close I am to the standard, and that should scare everyone in this locker room.
Michael Belfort: :wow: Certainly a demanding statement to say the least. But let’s talk about Road To Redemption. As you know, the Dynasty participants for the Universal Women’s Championship Extreme Elimination Chamber have already been confirmed, with Milli Banks, Holly Arrow, and Raven Roberts all being in the match. With all that being considered, The Last Stand was your last chance to be a Women’s Champion this year. Is that something that affects you in any sort of way?
(KASAI lets out a chuckle, perhaps one of sarcasm, before she looks over at Michael.)
KASAI: Affect me? Michael, looking at that lineup and not seeing my name… it burns. It’s a harsh reality check that the timeline I set for myself has been forcibly rewritten. The door to the Universal Women’s Championship is closed for the rest of the year; that chapter is finished, and I’m not the one holding the pen for the ending. But just because that specific door is closed doesn’t mean that I’ve been completely shut out. The opportunity to make the remainder of this year count is still wide open. I don’t know exactly what that looks like yet. I don’t know if it’s a specific accolade, a statement made at Road To Redemption, or just a trail of bodies in my wake. I don’t have that roadmap. And for the first time in a long time… I’m okay with that.
(KASAI tilts her head, a smirk on her face while she does.)
KASAI: Because when you stop worrying about the destination, you can focus entirely on the violence of the journey. I’m going to take this one step, one match at a time. And that starts tonight with SOSA Henderson. He thinks he’s walking into a match with a wounded animal. He thinks my disappointment is a weakness he can exploit to feed his own fading ego. But he’s going to find out that a KASAI with nothing left to lose is the most dangerous version of them all. Tonight, I’m not interested in respecting history, I’m interested in carving my own, and the only way that’s going to happen is at his expense-
???: Yo, hold up.
(The camera goes over as the crowd boos loudly at the arrival of SOSA Henderson. He’s wearing his ring gear as he takes off the shades that he has on, brushing past Michael Belfort as he gets face-to-face with KASAI.)
SOSA Henderson: You talk a whole lot of shit for someone who doesn’t have the resume to back it up. Let’s get one thing straight, girl, you better stand on whatever it is you were just saying when that bell rings, because I’m not in the mood for all that melodrama tonight.
Michael Belfort: SOSA… We were just discussing-
SOSA Henderson: Man, shut the hell up. I didn’t come here to talk to the help.
(SOSA snatches the microphone out of Michael’s hand before shoving him out of the shot entirely. He turns his attention solely to KASAI, as her head simply tilts, not flinching at all.)
SOSA Henderson: You see, I already told the world what time it is tonight. I demanded my spot in the Extreme Enigma Battle Royal, and I got it. You know why? Because I take what I want. I step over whoever I feel like stepping over. And right now? You’re looking like a real convenient step. Let’s be real, I don’t know you. I don’t know your struggle, I don’t know your history, and frankly, I don’t give a damn. To me, you’re just another irrelevant body the company threw in my way to keep me busy. You ain’t fighting for redemption, you’re fighting for survival against a man who’s done playing nice.
(KASAI thinks to herself for a moment, staring at SOSA before she begins to speak.)
KASAI: You done yet? You talk way too much for someone who says so little, SOSA, and if this is your way of saying you’re done playing nice, then you have to do more than that. Saying that I’m irrelevant to you is your mistake, not mine. You’re so busy, consumed with all this talk that you’re done playing games, being aggressive to try and convey how serious you really are, that you’ve blinded yourself to the reality of the poor situation you’re in. You don’t understand even half of what you’re putting yourself into.
SOSA Henderson: I don’t understand? Please. I’ve been a World Champion, a Grand Slam Champion, and I’ve seen “threats” like you come and go every season I’ve been here. You ain’t nothing special. You’re just another obstacle I’m gonna go through to get what’s mine.
KASAI: And that’s exactly why you’re going to lose. You see an obstacle, but you know what I see when I look at you? I see a man desperately trying to convince himself he’s still the “old SOSA.” You’re not a legend tonight; what you are is a feather in my cap, another name on the list of people who underestimated what grief and anger can do to a woman’s ambition. Whatever ‘World Championship caliber” talent you still believe you possess, all of that is going to get snuffed out tonight.
SOSA Henderson: You think so? You think you’ve got what it takes to do all that? Do it then. Do it right now.
(The tension is beginning to rise as KASAI clenches her fist for a brief moment, but before she does anything, she exhales calmly.)
KASAI: I don’t need to do it here. I don’t need to prove I’m tough to you backstage, SOSA. Not when we have the ring to do that for me.
(SOSA scoffs, putting his shades back on with a sneer.)
SOSA Henderson: Yeah, that’s what I thought. You got all the words, but you ain’t got the heart. Don’t count on making it to 2026, because after tonight, the only thing people are gonna remember about KASAI… is that she was the one I stepped on to get back to the top.
(SOSA shoves the microphone into KASAI’s chest, which she catches without breaking eye contact, before the former World Champion storms away toward Gorilla Position. KASAI watches on, her frustration beginning to build, but while it does, a smirk begins to creep up in the process, with that being the very last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty proceeds to fade to a brief commercial break.)
(A commercial plays for Road to Redemption.)
Stephie Love: The following is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘The End’ by Lil Uzi Vert (feat. BABYMETAL) hits the speakers and KASAI marches out from the back, to loud cheers from the crowd. She tags a couple of fans on her way down, but she focuses on the ring and causing hell for her opponent—who she ran into earlier tonight.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, weighing in at 145 pounds, from Amani, Kagoshima, Japan, she is “THE IMMORTAL SLAYER” … KAAASSSAAAIIIII!!!!
(‘Faneto’ by Chief Keef booms throughout the arena next and SOSA Henderson emerges with a rather confident look on his face. He grins at the determination brimming from KASAI, and slowly makes his way down the ramp, getting into her head with every calculated movement. He slides onto the apron and leans against the ropes, extending his arms out to the boos of the crowd.)
Stephie Love: Her opponent, weighing in at 191 pounds, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, he is “BULLETPROOF” SOOSSSAAAAA!! HENNDDERRSSOOONNNNN!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: SOSA and KASAI waste no time marching to each other in the center of the ring and SOSA throws the first strike with a forearm that lands flush on the jaw! KASAI wobbles, but she responds with a spinning sole kick to the body! She nails SOSA with a forearm of her own, and she tries a calf kick, but SOSA checks it and then he headbutts her! KASAI wasn’t expecting this quick start from SOSA, but she may have something up her sleeve as well!
Jake Mercer: Henderson turns around and hits off the ropes, looking to capitalize—DROPKICK TO THE KNEE FROM KASAI! SOSA falls onto his fours and KASAI quickly runs off the ropes, leaping into a double foot stomp to the back! Henderson goes down and she rolls him over, making the first cover of the match!
ONE–
Flannery McCoy: Kick out from Henderson! KASAI wills him up to his feet and she throws a chest kick! She takes the wrist of Henderson, trying for an irish whip across the ring, but Henderson reverses it! KASAI falls into the corner and SOSA charges in with a corner clothesline in mind—nope! Boots up from KASAI, and SOSA staggers backwards.
Stew-O: She runs in and SOSA tries to cut her off, but no time as she rolls into a legsweep! SOSA falls flat onto his face and pushes up to his fours. KASAI rises and swings a punt kick, but SOSA catches the ankle just in time. He places her leg over his shoulder and he scoops her up, marching to the center of the ring and nailing her with a massive cradle backbreaker!
Jake Mercer: He’s not done, either. He scoops her back up to her feet and lifts her in a vertical position. SOSA aims for the turnbuckles as he tries a suplex toss into them, but KASAI wiggles her legs and brings herself back down, into an inside cradle!
ONE!
TW–
Flannery McCoy: Another kick out from Henderson. Both competitors race up to their feet and before KASAI can catch SOSA, he sends her crashing to the canvas with a harsh big boot right to the jaw! KASAI is out of it, and SOSA pulls her up. He turns her around and hooks the waist, sending her across the ring with a GERMAN SUPLEX! KASAI holds the back of her head, rolling to the turnbuckles, and she pushes up to a seated position…
Stew-O: That’s exactly what Henderson wants, as he rises to his feet and charges forward with a CORNER KNEE TO THE JAW! The back of her head just bounced off those turnbuckles! SOSA rolls her to the drop zone and he exits the ring. He looks to the top rope and begins to climb up. KASAI looks to be out of it…!
Jake Mercer: SOSA positions himself, looking to fly off the top—WAIT! KASAI is rising, and she’s clutching the back of her head! She sends her entire body at the ropes, and Henderson loses his balance, getting crouched up top! KASAI sees this and she starts barraging SOSA with punches to the head! KASAI begins to climb up, but Henderson with a right to the body! And then a left afterwards!
Flannery McCoy: He grabs KASAI by the hair and slams her head down into the top turnbuckle. She’s laid out against the ropes, and this may be exactly what he wants! SOSA dives off the top rope! SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB—
Stew-O: KASAI FLIPS OFF THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE, OUT OF THE GRASP OF HENDERSON! SOSA CAN’T BELIEVE IT! HE CHARGES IN, BUT KASAI WILLS ALL OF HER STRENGTH TO HURL HENDERSON INTO THE TURNBUCKLES WITH A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! WHAT A SEQUENCE OF EVENTS!
Jake Mercer: Henderson is out of it, and he’s holding at his back in agony! He rolls underneath the bottom rope, still yelling out in pain! KASAI sees her chance and she races up to her feet, quickly running off the ropes with no regard for humanity!
Flannery McCoy: She gets to the other side of the ring, soaring through the middle rope and sending Henderson flying with a WRECKING BALL DROPKICK into the BARRICADES! For the second time in a row, Henderson’s back crashes into something that isn’t the canvas, and this is going to take a toll on him! He crumbles to the floor and he is feeling every bit of it right now!
Stew-O: KASAI drags SOSA up and she throws him into the ring. She slithers in behind him, calling SOSA up to his feet! SHE RUNS FORWARD FOR ‘SILVER BULLET!’ NO! SOSA BLOCKS IT! KASAI staggers backwards, holding her knee in pain! SOSA kicks that knee out afterwards! AND HE BRINGS HER DOWN WITH A SUPERKICK RIGHT TO THE JAW! SOSA collapses on top of KASAI for the cover!
OOONNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: BUT KASAI GETS HER SHOULDER UP IN TIME! SOSA sits up, panting heavily. He slaps the canvas, trying to figure out what it’ll take for him to win this one. He pulls KASAI up to her feet and turns her around, clubbing the back of her head. He grabs her by the waist, and sends her across the ring with a german suplex!
Flannery McCoy: He’s not done yet either! SOSA rises and approaches KASAI, rolling her over and grabbing her by the waist. He clubs the back of her head again, and he sends her across the ring with a german suplex! KASAI is laid out, and SOSA sits up, dusting his hands off with a proud look on his face.
Stew-O: Now that he’s starting to break her down, SOSA is feeling a lot better about his chances of winning and that doesn’t bode well for KASAI whatsoever. He rises to his feet and grabs her by the waistband, slowly pulling her up into a third and potentially final waistlock. SOSA heaves her up for another german suplex—
Jake Mercer: At the last second, she wraps her legs around his waist and brings him down with a VICTORY ROLL PINFALL! SOSA wiggles! BUT THE SHOULDERS ARE PRESSED TO THE CANVAS!
OOONNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTHHHHHH–
Stew-O: HENDERSON SHOVES KASAI OFF OF HIM! KASAI falls into the ropes, losing her balance! Henderson is making his way up and when she turns around to him, PUMP KICK BRINGS KASAI DOWN! SOSA stumbles forward, clutching his back. He shakes his head, and clearly he now wants to put an end to this one! That was too close for his liking!
Flannery McCoy: KASAI did a great job at briefly halting SOSA’s momentum there, but she’s going to need to find her way out of this quick or else it’s over for her.
Jake Mercer: He brings her up to her feet and leans her against the turnbuckles, slowly heaving her up. I think he wants to set up for DEADSHOT—BUT KASAI BOOTS SOSA AWAY BEFORE HE CAN SET IT UP! SOSA holds his jaw, shaking his head. He turns around, furiously running towards KASAI in an attempt to stop her!
Flannery McCoy: BEFORE HE CAN, KASAI LEAPS OFF THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE WITH A DIVING DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER! HENDERSON’S BODY BOUNCES OFF THE IMPACT OF THE KNEES INTO THE JAW, AND SHE HOOKS THE LEGS!
OOONNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTT—
Stew-O: BUT IT’S ANOTHER KICK OUT FROM HENDERSON! KASAI sits up, breathing heavily. She runs her hands through her hair, trying to figure out what it’ll take for her to win this one. Henderson is fast rolling away from her, but KASAi stumbles up and she races after him! She grabs him by the hair and slowly pulls him up.
Jake Mercer: KASAI crouches down, wrapping her arm around the leg of Henderson and trying to lift him into an argentine rack position, but SOSA starts throwing elbows to the side of the head! KASAi grimaces, and he rolls over her shoulder and shoves her shoulder-first into the ring post! KASAI stumbles back and SOSA turns around, kicking her in the gut! He jams her head into his thighs and lifts her up….
Flannery McCoy: HENDERSON WANTS A POWERBOMB, BUT SHE DROPS BACK AND SENDS HIM WITH A HURRICANRANA INTO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE! KASAI SCRAMBLES UP, SEEING HER OPENING! ONCE AGAIN, SHE TRIES FOR THAT ARGENTINE RACK LIFT, BUT SOSA PRESSES HIS HANDS ONTO THE ROPES! The referee intervenes, calling for her to break it!
Referee: (off-mic) KASAI, he’s got the ropes! You’ve gotta let go!
Jake Mercer: Begrudgingly, that’s exactly what KASAI does. She’s still crouched down as she releases SOSA’s leg and is on the verge of lifting her body up—BUT SOSA TURNS AROUND RIGHT INTO A KNEE TO THE JAW! KASAI DIDN’T HAVE HER LEGS UNDERNEATH HER AND SHE BUCKLES RIGHT DOWN TO THE CANVAS!
Stew-O: What a savvy play from Henderson, who quickly exits out to the apron and races up to the top rope! KASAI is still knocked out, and SOSA steadies himself! He points down, and soars into the ‘SOSA BOMB!’ CRASHING RIGHT DOWN ONTO THE RIBS OF KASAI! HE HOOKS THE LEGS!
OOONNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHHRRRRRR—
Flannery McCoy: SHOULDER UP! KASAI STAYS ALIVE! SOSA shakes his head, and I think he’s the one beginning to get frustrated now! He looks back up to the top rope and he grabs KASAI by the arms, dragging her body so she lays vertical to the turnbuckles. He exits out, and SOSA is going back up! I don’t know how good of an idea this is is…!
Jake Mercer: You’ve gotta win by any means, and SOSA is going for the kill instead of wasting anytime. He perches atop the turnbuckles and he stares down at KASAI, soaring off! AND HE LEAPS INTO ‘PAID IN FULL!’ THE DOUBLE FOOT STOMP RIGHT DOWN TO THE CHEST—
Stew-O: BUT KASAI ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! SOSA LANDS, BUT HIS BACK TENSES UP WHEN HE DOES! He stumbles forward, and that’s the opening KASAI needs! She rises to her feet and leaps into a knee to the back, driving SOSA into the turnbuckles! SOSA bounces off, and KASAI…. SHE SCOOPS HIM UP INTO THE ARGENTINE RACK LIFT! FINALLY!
Jake Mercer: LOOK AT THE STRENGTH! KASAI IS STRUGGLING, SHE’S ABOUT TO DROP HENDERSON! BUT SHE STILL MANAGES TO SPIN HIM! ‘MEGATSUNAMI!’ THE ARGENTINE RACK INTO THE SIT-OUT POWERBOMB!
Flannery McCoy: GOOD GOD! THE CROWD JUST ERUPTED OFF OF THAT IMPACT! Henderson is out of it, and KASAI falls backwards! If she hit that move on a smaller opponent, a pinfall would’ve followed, but spinning Henderson in the first place took all the air out of her! She rolls over, slowly crawling to SOSA!
Stew-O: And she bridges his shoulders down to the canvas for the cover! The referee slides for the count! This has gotta be it!
OOONNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHHRRRRRR—
Jake Mercer: NOPE! HENDERSON GETS A SHOULDER UP! KASAI GAVE HIM TOO MUCH TIME TO RECOVER, AND THIS ONE CONTINUES! KASAI IS PISSED AT HERSELF FOR THAT!
Flannery McCoy: KASAI isn’t losing hope, though! She rises to her feet and stumbles to the turnbuckles, pulling on the ropes. Henderson slowly makes his way up, dazed and confused. And here comes KASAI, running in!
Stew-O: SHE’S GOT HIM FOR ‘SILVER BULLET!!!’
Jake Mercer: WAIT! SOSA GRABS THE REFEREE’S SHIRT AND THROWS THEM INTO KASAI! KASAI STOPS HERSELF JUST IN TIME, TRYING NOT TO MAKE CONTACT WITH THE REF! She halts down, and then the referee frantically moves out of the way as she approaches SOSA—
Flannery McCoy: HE RAKES THE EYES! AND THEN BRINGS KASAI DOWN WITH AN INSIDE CRADLE! YOU’VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME! KASAI HOWLS OUT AT THE THUMB GOING RIGHT INTO HER EYE SOCKET!
OOONNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner of this match, SOSA HENDERSON!
Stew-O: A fantastic match ends abruptly because SOSA Henderson got tired of going back and forth with KASAI and instead resorted to cheating tactics, you’ve gotta be kidding me!
(SOSA releases the pinfall and raises his fist up, grinning ear to ear. KASAI is still swatting at her eyes, struggling to see. When she hears ‘Faneto’ play, it sets in with her that she just lost the match, and she looks in SOSA’s direction, incensed.)
Flannery McCoy: All it took was that one distraction, the referee gets moved out of the way and SOSA wasted no time going for the eyes! KASAI isn’t happy one bit, and I don’t blame her.
Jake Mercer: That’s momentum that SOSA is absolutely going to carry with him going into the Extreme Enigma Memorial Battle Royal at Road To Redemption, though, he’s got a lot to look forward to and KASAI… she may want to go back to the drawing board-
(As SOSA rises to his feet with intentions of leaving the ring, the crowd roars as he crumbles down to the canvas! The camera pans up to KASAI, who just laid SOSA out with ‘Urai’s Curse’ to the back of the head! Henderson is laid out and KASAI starts pounding down on his injured back! The referee rushes over, holding KASAI back and pulling him away, but the damage has already been done!)
Stew-O: SOSA got away with cheating tonight, but KASAI leaves with the last laugh as she’s put SOSA flat on his face and laid him out, what a turn of events!
(A commercial plays for Hi-Chew.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns to a pan-around shot of the Simmons Bank Arena, as the crowd murmurs in anticipation for what is to come next in what has already been a jam-packed show. And it’s not long before the sounds of ‘I2I’ by Magnolia Park begin to blare through the speakers of the arena. The crowd erupts into thunderous cheers as the camera goes over to the stage to show Fire & Ice as they make their way out from the backstage area. The Unified Tag Team Champions make their presence felt as Rex McAllister and Raven Roberts begin to make their way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… they are the EAW UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!!!!!!!!! REX MCALLISTER AND RAVEN ROBERTS… FIRE & ICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: As we already know, last week, Kai Rabeaux and Ashlynn Quinn threw out the challenge to face the Unified Tag Team Champions at the Voltage Supershow, F**k Your Thanksgiving. Which is certainly interesting, because as we know, all of them certainly have a lot on their plate beyond the Tag Championships.
Flannery McCoy: Rex and Raven are both in their respective Extreme Elimination Chambers, along with Kai Rabeaux and his issues with Minerva, Daniella Atlas, and Selina Reyes, plus Ashlynn Quinn and her New Breed Championship. Needless to say, we’re on one messy collision course, but if there’s one thing that we know for certain, it’s the fact that neither team looks to back down from this challenge, as Fire & Ice make their way out to the ring, and I don’t think it’s going to be a question of whether or not they accept this challenge.
Jake Mercer: In one week, they’re certainly going to have a lot on their hands. But hey, it’s their funeral! It’s going to be one helluva watch, though!
(Rex and Raven both make their way into the ring, as they make their way over and take microphones from the ringside area. ‘I2I’ then begins to come to a close as Fire & Ice then begin to make their way toward the center of the ring, as they take a brief moment before then raising their microphones as they begin to speak.)
Raven Roberts: So, I guess we have Thanksgiving plans?
(Raven smirks as she looks over at Rex, who briefly chuckles before responding.)
Rex McAllister: Looks like the turkey carving is going to have to wait a few hours, Raven. Or maybe, we’re just going to be carving up something else entirely. Looking at the slate, looking at the schedule… I hear all the whispers. They’re looking at the bracket, they see the Lionheart in the World Heavyweight Championship Chamber, they see the Bird of Prey stepping into the Universal Women’s Championship Chamber, and the narrative? The narrative is that Fire & Ice are distracted. That our eyes are wandering. That we’re looking past the very foundation that brought us back to the top of this mountain because we’re too busy chasing individual glory.
(Rex pauses, before his eyes wander over to the hard camera.)
Rex McAllister: But let me make something crystal clear for Kai Rabeaux, for Ashlynn Quinn, and for anyone else who thinks our focus is divided. We didn’t claw our way back to the summit of the tag team division just to treat these titles like a stepping stone. We aren’t here to replace what we have; we’re here to further it.
Raven Roberts: Exactly. See, we’ve heard what they both have to say for themselves. Ashlynn already talked a big game about this being a new era and them being the new blood that this division needs, and she thinks that because we have aspirations for singles gold, that somehow makes these titles secondary. Her problem is that she mistakes ambition for negligence. But that’s the difference between us, we don’t have to choose one or the other, we have what it takes to dominate every lane we step into.
(Raven pauses for a moment, pondering what she’s going to say, before proceeding to go onward.)
Raven Roberts: In a perfect reality? We walk into Road To Redemption as the Unified Tag Team Champions. Not only that, we walk out of the Marquee Event as the Unified Tag Team Champions… and the World Heavyweight and Universal Women’s Champions. We walk into the new year draped in more gold than Kai and Ashlynn have ever seen in their lives. But that’s the future. And Fire & Ice? We live in the present. And the present dictates that if you issue a challenge to us, we don’t hide behind the fact that we’re busy or whatever, what we do is answer the door. So let’s stop beating around the bush.
(Rex steps forward, as he takes a glance over at Raven before following up.)
Rex McAllister: Kai, Ashlynn, you want the smoke at F**k Your Thanksgiving? You got it. Challenge accepted.
(The crowd erupts as the match is confirmed, but Rex continues.)
Rex McAllister: But let me offer a little piece of veteran advice, free of charge. Be very, very careful what you wish for. You think because we’ve been around the block that we’re old news. You think this is going to be a walk to Championship status just because we’ve got Chamber matches on our minds. Well then, bad news for both of you, you’re making the same mistake everyone else makes right before they get disappointed after they’re done facing us. Fire & Ice are far from old news; we’re timeless, and every defense we show that, this is going to end up being no different.
Raven Roberts: Ashlynn wants to be a double Champion, and Kai wants to hold all the power he can have. But despite all of that, both of them are going to find out that power isn’t given, and it certainly isn’t taken just because you think you’re the future. It’s earned, and right now, you’re biting off way more than you can chew trying to make an enemy out of us.
Rex McAllister: So bring whatever you want to the Supershow, give us everything that you got, because this is what we’ve been waiting for. But while I’m sure you’re already popping the champagne and toasting to a “predetermined” victory, the only thing that you’re going to get out of this is a brutal lesson learned.
Raven Roberts: We aren’t going down without a fight, and we promise you that by the time it’s all said and done… We will still be your Unified Tag Team Champions.
(‘I2I’ begins to play through the speakers once more as Rex and Raven take their titles and raise them into the air. The crowd erupts loudly in a positive reaction for the Champions, as they stand proudly ahead of what is going to be a true test for both of them, not only as a tag team, but as singles competitors. It’s the last shot seen before they turn around and take their leave, with Friday Night Dynasty beginning to fade to elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for Dispatch.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a tag team match scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Altair’ by INUWASI began blaring through the speakers to cheers as Anna Wautier marched out onto the stage with a determined and focused expression on her face; she began making her way down the ramp when ‘ULTRA INSTINCT THEME’ by Carameii began playing loudly to tremendous cheers as BRAE made his way out from behind the stage curtains with the Interwire Championship clutched tightly in his hand. He held it aloft for the world, and particularly Anna, to see; Anna took a long look at the title before they both made their way to the ramp.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Yokohama Japan, she is the Thorn Princess… ANNAAAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAUTIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER! AND HER PARTNER! Hailing from Novosibirsk, Russia, he is the INTERWIRE CHAMPION… SOOOOOON! BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Stew-O: We’re in for one hell of a main event tonight as we’ve got multiple champions in the mix! Entering right now we see none other than the Interwire Champion himself, BRAE, and he’s going to be teaming up with his future challenger in Anna Wautier!
Flannery McCoy: We saw the attack that Anna unleashed on BRAE last week in an attempt to make a statement at the expense of the Interwire Champion, so in classic wrestling fashion, we are going to have to watch them try to team up tonight!
Jake Mercer: Will they be able to put aside their distances for the night as they attempt to gain a tremendous victory over the World Heavyweight Champion and one of its upcoming challengers?!
(‘Ballad of a Prodigal Son’ by Lincoln Durham began blaring through the speakers to a loud mixed reaction as Kirk Redwood, with a very intense expression on his face, stormed out from behind the stage curtains looking ready for war. He glared as “Apostle’s Warning” by Mobb Deep began blaring through the speakers to a massive reaction as Michael Machina, with the World Heavyweight Champion wrapped around his waist, stomped his way out from behind the stage curtains. The champion and future challenger glared at each other with barely veiled distrust, before they turned their attention to their opponents and made their way towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: AND THEIR OPPONENTS! First, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, he is the DOG OF WAR, KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRK! REEEEEEEEEEEEEDWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD! And his partner, hailing from Brooklyn, New York, he is THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… THE NEW LEGEND, MICHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEL! MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACHINAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Stew-O: And the other half of this unstable match makes their way to the ring; with the Interwire Champion and his challenger as their opponents, we see the World Heavyweight Champion and one of HIS challengers prepare to fight against them!
Flannery McCoy: It’s the same situation with Machina, as Kirk made a statement at Machina’s expense at the same time last week! With Road to Redemption coming up just around the corner and the Extreme Elimination Chamber looming, you just know tensions are running high!
Jake Mercer: Michael Machina has been able to persevere through situations like these before, and the same goes for Kirk; at this point, it’s just a matter of which team will be able to stay locked in to get the job done!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And the match is underway! It looks like we’re starting off with the reignition of a rivalry as BRAE and Kirk Redwood take the initiative, leaving the World Heavyweight Champion and the challenger to the Interwire Championship on the apron!
Flannery McCoy: Kirk Redwood and BRAE have put each other through absolute hell in the past, both with Kirk’s attempts to capture the Interwire Championship and also their clash in the King of Elite tournament at the beginning of the year! With both of them having gotten the better of the other in the past, it’s anyone’s game tonight as they look to represent their teams to victory!
Jake Mercer: Both of them begin circling the ring with intense glares plastered across both of their faces! Anytime the two of these men meet in the ring, it’s bound to be a violent affair no matter what ends up happening!
Stew-O: And a collar and elbow tie up gets locked in in the center of the ring, with both men looking to push the other back but neither one of them seems to be willing to move an inch! This is a stalemate right now and the match just started!
Flannery McCoy: Quick standing switch by Kirk Redwood switches things up, though, as he gets behind the Interwire Champion and latches on with a rear waist lock, perhaps looking to execute a German suplex?! No, he hoists him up and goes for a rear waist lock takedown!
Jake Mercer: But BRAE planted all of his hands and feet onto the canvas, almost like a push up, not allowing Kirk to force him entirely onto the canvas! Kirk immediately gets frustrated as he releases the rear waist lock and instead looks to drop an elbow onto the back of the Interwire Champion–
Stew-O: But BRAE is able to quickly roll away and scramble back up to his feet before Kirk gets a chance to realize what happened! The Interwire Champion rushes forward as Kirk looks to get back to his feet, and BRAE goes to decapitate his opponent with a sudden discus clothesline attempt!
Flannery McCoy: But Kirk Redwood is able to duck underneath the maneuver and grab a hold of both of the Interwire Champion’s legs from behind! Double leg takedown happens from behind the Interwire Champion, causing him to faceplant onto the canvas, and this time it looks like Kirk was able to get BRAE flattened onto the canvas!
Jake Mercer: Just took a bit of patience and he got there! That seems to prompt Kirk Redwood to immediately leap forward and land right on top of the back of the Interwire Champion with a rear mount, and that immediately gets followed up with a sudden barrage of forearm and elbow smashes to the back of BRAE’s head! That’s going to leave a mark!
Stew-O: It looks like BRAE isn’t looking to let things end like this, though, because he starts wriggling left and right to cause Kirk to lose his balance! Lose his balance he does, as BRAE manages to successfully shake Kirk off of him before rolling away!
Flannery McCoy: Kirk isn’t satisfied with that, though, and gets angry about BRAE’s successful escape before rushing over and launching a knee drop aimed right at the head of BRAE– but the Interwire Champion just rolls further away, causing the knee drop to miss!
Jake Mercer: That looks to have hurt the knee of Kirk Redwood a bit, and that wise evasion by the Interwire Champion grants the opportunity to scramble up and lurch at Kirk– WOAH! BICYCLE KNEE SMASH RIGHT TO THE SIDE OF KIRK REDWOOD’S HEAD, AND THAT WAS ONE HELL OF A BLOW THAT KNOCKS KIRK RIGHT ONTO HIS SIDE!
Stew-O: Kirk gets rolled onto his stomach by the Interwire Champion, who immediately follows up by latching on a rear waist lock onto the grounded opponent; is he going for it?! HE IS! DEADLIFT GERMAN SUPLEX… AND A BRIDGE IS APPLIED TO IT! Anna Wautier leans in over the top rope as she watches the referee slide in for the count!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOO-
Flannery McCoy: But it doesn’t take long for Kirk Redwood to emphatically kick out of that maneuver! An impressive display of strength from the Interwire Champion as always, but in this instance it looks like it wasn’t meant to be! That doesn’t seem to deter BRAE in the slightest, though, because he immediately springs right back into action!
Jake Mercer: He plucks Kirk Redwood off the canvas and immediately looks to go for yet another German suplex– but NO, Kirk Redwood is able to cut the move off in the middle with a sudden back elbow connecting with the side of the Interwire Champion’s head, forcing him to drop Kirk back onto the canvas as he staggers back!
Stew-O: And Kirk Redwood now looking to follow up on his own end, hitting BRAE with two VERY hard hitting slaps to the face before grabbing his head and pulling him in for a trapped knee strike right to the bridge of the nose! BRAE staggers back, looking pretty dazed as Kirk Redwood takes aim at the head of the Interwire Champion!
Flannery McCoy: KIRK REDWOOD LAUNCHES HIMSELF ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE BEFORE SPRINGBOARDING HIS WAY TOWARDS BRAE, LOOKING TO TAKE HIM OUT WITH THE DREADED .50 CAL PUNCH– BUT BRAE IS ABLE TO SIDE STEP IT AT THE VERY LAST MOMENT, AND KIRK NEARLY JUST TOOK OUT ANNA WAUTIER WITH THAT MOVE!
Jake Mercer: Anna just barely managed to pull her head back enough to avoid that disaster, but that miss has Kirk Redwood on the wrong foot and allows for the Interwire Champion to capitalize, which he does when he hits Kirk with a knee lift to stun him before taking a few steps back and launching himself at Kirk for a CORNER SPLASH–
TAG!
Stew-O: WOAH! Kirk just moved out of harm’s way and BRAE ended up inadvertently tagging Anna Wautier into the match quite aggressively, with the Thorn Princess getting somewhat hit by that corner splash by accident!
Flannery McCoy: That seems to spark some tension between BRAE and Anna, but Anna just shoots a glare at him before getting into the ring herself! As a matter of fact, she doesn’t go through the ropes, she leaps to the TOP rope and springboards her way towards Kirk Redwood, who is considerably less fresh at the moment than Anna Wautier!
Jake Mercer: And she connects with the Dog of War with a diving crossbody, using gravity to her advantage to hit Kirk Redwood like a missile despite her weight disadvantage in this matchup! Kirk is looking awfully dazed down on the canvas there, and Anna, full of energy, suddenly makes her way to the top rope before launching herself off with a BACKFLIP!
Stew-O: And Anna follows up that impressive crossbody with a moonsault off the top rope right onto the Dog of War, and she decides to hook the leg off of that to see if she’s able to kill the Unkillable right here and now! Does she have it?!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Flannery McCoy: But Kirk Redwood manages to kick out of the pinfall attempt, showing off some of that impressive fortitude that we’ve all come to associate with the Dog of War!
Jake Mercer: Anna Wautier isn’t deterred in the slightest though, she’s incredibly fired up right now and we can see as much because that kickout didn’t discourage her at all! In fact, she immediately slips over the body of Kirk Redwood and grabs a hold of his dominant right arm, looking to transition into a cross armbreaker–
Stew-O: But Kirk Redwood is able to shift himself with the momentum and end up rolling Anna Wautier up, potentially going for a victory right here!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOO-
Flannery McCoy: Anna Wautier was able to kick out of it, though! Kirk Redwood shoves Anna’s body to the side upon the kick out in order to create some distance between him and her and staggers over to his own corner, where he and Michael Machina share a glance, with inscrutable expressions on both elitists, before Kirk tags Machina into the match!
TAG!
Jake Mercer: HERE COMES THE NEW LEGEND! THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION HAS ENTERED THE FRAY TO A LOUD REACTION IN THE CROWD, AND HE MAKES A BEELINE STRAIGHT FOR BRAE’S NEXT INTERWIRE CHAMPIONSHIP CHALLENGER!
Stew-O: And Machina IMMEDIATELY connects with the Thorn Princess with a shoulder tackle, hitting her with such force that it sends her back right into the nearby ropes and rebounds her off, leading to her staggering towards him!
Flannery McCoy: The weight disadvantage that Anna Wautier had against Kirk Redwood is even WORSE in this matchup, and we saw the impact of that when that shoulder tackle hit and sent her flying back as though she got Irish whipped!
Jake Mercer: Before bouncing off the rope she was thrown at and stumbles back towards the Machine, who seems to be entirely ready for her as she receives her stumbling towards him with a HUGE back body drop sending Anna Wautier WAAAY up in the air before leaving her to plummet and crash right back down!
Stew-O: Machina turns around just as Anna Wautier lands back on the canvas with a tremendous thus and turns right back around, seemingly ignoring her before he suddenly leaps and arches back, backflipping in mid-air!
Flannery McCoy: STANDING MOONSAULT CONNECTS BY THE NEW LEGEND! Michael Machina doesn’t hesitate to hook the leg and aim for the pinfall off of this!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
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Jake Mercer: Anna Wautier manages to kick out of it, though, willfully seeking to keep herself in the match! Michael Machina’s heavy, explosive offense has been taking its toll on the opponent, though, and it’s only a matter of time before it starts wearing down on their offense until they collapse!
Stew-O: Michael Machina paces the ring, circling his arm as he warms it up and measures up his opponent, and just as Anna Wautier rises up off the canvas and returns to a standing position, the New Legend explodes out of the corner and LAUNCHES A MONEY SHOT AT THE THORN PRINCESS– WOAH!
Flannery McCoy: ANNA WAUTIER JUST THREW HERSELF HORIZONTALLY DOWN AT THE CANVAS, CAUSING THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION TO TRIP OVER HER BODY AND HIT THE CANVAS HARD!
Jake Mercer: Anna Wautier rushes past his body and rebounds off the ropes just as he starts to rise up! Machina managed to get his head up and the rest of his body pulled back into a kneeling position, but that only lasted for a mere second before Anna Wautier hit a basement dropkick to the face!
Stew-O: Machina is sent falling back, and Anna Wautier is kipping herself back up to a standing position just to break out into a run for the ropes! She rebounds off of them to run back to Michael Machina and– BOOM! TRUENO DESTRODA! THE RUNNING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP CONNECTS, AND ANNA WAUTIER STAYS ON TOP FOR THE PIN!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Flannery McCoy: But Machina kicked out, and Anna needs to ramp it up even further to be able to match up to the World Heavyweight Champion! It looks like Anna is getting ready to hit that Trueno Destroda one more time as she rushes to Machina– BUT THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION SPRINGS UP AS SHE ARRIVES, HOISTING HER UP INTO THE AIR OUT OF NOWHERE AND–
Jake Mercer: HEAT’S DESCENT CONNECTS! MACHINA DOESN’T GO FOR THE PIN, THOUGH, HE BACKS UP INTO ONE OF THE UNOCCUPIED CORNERS AS HE MEASURES ANNA WAUTIER UP, LOOKING TO CUT HER IN HALF WITH THE BULLET FROM HELL WHEN SHE– WAIT, WHAT THE HELL?!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: DRAKE KING! HE JUST LAUNCHED HIMSELF OVER THE TOP ROPE BEFORE CRASHING DOWN ONTO THE HEAD OF MICHAEL MACHINA WITH JUDGEMENT DAY!
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE WINNERS OF THIS MATCH AS A RESULT OF DISQUALIFICATION… MICHAEL MACHINA AND KIRK REDWOOD!
Flannery McCoy: It looks like there’s some obvious dissatisfaction on the side of the crowd by that result, but around this season, these types of interferences can come out of nowhere!
Jake Mercer: Drake King looks down at Machina while Anna Wautier starts to come to and BRAE looks on in frustration! Kirk Redwood seems pretty satisfied though, with him getting the win AND with Machina getting his head stomped into the canvas–
Stew-O: OH, BUT KIRK IS GETTING PULLED INTO THE CHAOS TOO! LIMMY MONAGHAN JUST SHOWED UP AND YANKED KIRK OFF THE APRON BEFORE TAKING THE FIGHT TO HIM! THIS IS PAYBACK FOR KIRK’S EARLIER AMBUSH WITHOUT A SHADOW OF A DOUBT!
Flannery McCoy: Is that– IT IS! THE ENTIRE ELIMINATION CHAMBER FIELD IS OUT HERE, BECAUSE WE JUST SAW EFFY AND REX RUN DOWN THE RAMP UPON SEEING ALL OF THEIR ENEMIES IN ONE PLACE! THEY’RE TAKING THE FIGHT TO LIMMY AND DRAKE… THE ENTIRE ELIMINATION CHAMBER IS DUKING IT OUT RIGHT HERE AND NOW!
Jake Mercer: And that fighting spirit just ignited in BRAE and Anna Wautier, because now THEY’VE started brawling! THIS IS PANDEMONIUM! BRAWLS ARE HAPPENING ALL OVER RINGSIDE! THEY’RE– woah, wait! BE CAREFUL! AAA-
Stew-O: BRAE’S ATTACK ON ANNA WAUTIER JUST CRASHED THEM BOTH INTO JAKE MERCER AND KNOCKED HIM OUT! WE NEED TO GET TO SAFETY, FLANNERY!
Flannery McCoy: IT’S ALL COMBINING INTO ONE GIANT BRAWL! I DON’T THINK THEY CAN EVEN SEE WHO IS FIGHTING WHO AT THIS POINT!
(Stew-O and Flannery both back away from the commentator’s desk as the brawling chaos grows bigger and bigger; the video feed lingers on the final image of utter chaos around the ring before fading to black.)
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