(Friday Night Dynasty intro plays. A montage is then shown off, recapping the events of last week’s show. Once that is over with, the broadcast transitions into a live shot of the Capital One Arena in Washington, D.C. The fans are electric inside as it’s a sold-out affair, as usual. A dazzling array of red pyrotechnics goes off on stage. A sweeping shot allows for the viewers to see everyone in attendance, and soon, it fades over to the commentary area where Stew-O, Jake Mercer, and Flannery McCoy are ready to greet those at home as usual.)
Stew-O: EAW UNIVERSE, THANK YOU FOR TUNING IN, AND WELCOME TO FRIDAY NIGHT DYNASTY! I AM STEW-O, AND I AM HERE WITH JAKE MERCER AND FLANNERY MCCOY!
Jake Mercer: That’s right, Stew-O—live from the Capital One Arena, the atmosphere is absolutely ELECTRIC tonight!
Flannery McCoy: And we’ve got a stacked card for you as we get closer to Operation: Doomsday! We see two debuts as Kai Rabeaux and Jaylond Stone duke it out after having one hell of a competitive week on the promo front of things.
Jake Mercer: Tell me about it! I got giddy every time I saw a new notification pop up whenever those two uploaded their videos, and the EAW fans were all in agreement across social media that it has been wonderful to see. We haven’t had some hungry newcomers in a while, but regardless of who wins tonight, both men should feel proud that they already have plenty of eyes on them. They carried the past week on their backs and showed the universe that they’re in it for the long run!
Stew-O: Absolutely. And of course, with our other matches tonight, we’ve got future Operation: Doomsday opponents and those yet to make their moves for this upcoming marquee event in action. Mia Santoro and Holly Arrow haven’t had the best relationship, and neither does Daniella Atlas and Saori Aizen, but they’re both being paired up tonight—and against each other at that!
Jake Mercer: We also got Vincent Mondrian against Chris Elite! Fire and Ice go up against Cosmo Goldworthy and Corey Hale! And finally, in our main event, we’ve got Brian Daniels against Hans Grayson in what is sure to be a fun bout! …provided Vincent doesn’t try anything funny since he’ll be at ringside for that one.
Flannery McCoy: Same can possibly be applied for Vincent’s own match against Chris Elite.
Stew-O: A lot to consider and be privy of, but right now, we’ll take you all to the back where we have a quick message from both Dynasty general managers!
(And with Stew-O’s words, the shot does exactly that, fading to the backstage area and into the office of Kensingten Calhoun-Astor and Richard Grant. The mere sight of them causes the fans in the arena to boo mercilessly. However, the two authority figures smile and carry on with their oh-so-Southern charm and ways, greeting the viewers and getting straight to business.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Howdy, y’all! Now, I’m sure everyone has been excited over Operation: Doomsday coming up. We just have one more Dynasty coming up, and then, it’s off to Boston!
Richard Grant: Ah, Boston. What a horrible place that is! I mean, seriously, who comes up with booking these arenas for us? No one wants to deal with an underdeveloped excuse for a city that’s a haven for terrible sports teams and even worse people! But I suppose we’ll deal with it, as always.
(Both of them laugh.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: You know, Richard, despite your distaste for Boston, we’ve got something *much* more exciting coming up right here on Dynasty: a massive match announcement!
Richard Grant: Oh, I like the sound of that one, Kensi. Matter of fact? Why don’t you tell the kind folk here in D.C. what I’m sure they have been waiting for.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Absolutely, Richie!
(Kensingten’s face beams as she smiles.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Given that the introduction of this match type last year was a major success, Richard and I decided it would be in our best interest going forward that it becomes a staple at every Operation: Doomsday event from here on out. Of course, I am talking about the Iron Survivor match!
(That gets the fans to pop.)
Richard Grant: That’s right! Both inaugural matchups were well received and you, the fans, loved how unique it was as well as the high stakes that were involved. This time, though, we’re only going to keep it at one. However, other than that? Nothing has changed much. Five Elitists will compete in an Iron Man match where the goal is to get as many points as possible, scoring through pinfall or submission. The Elitist who has the highest score wins. It makes for an exhilarating bout, and of course, it comes with a major reward as the winner will be able to challenge for the world championship at any time at their choosing. This year, our competitors for this brutal match are none other than Kirk Redwood, Chris Elite, Cy Henderson, and BRAE! …And of course, we’ve still got one more to reveal, but hopefully, they’ll be able to show their face in time! :lupe:
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Yes, we’re still waiting on them to reach back to us. 😅 But! Aside from that, it’s real lineup of heavy-hitters, poised to fight for their place in history to see who gets to be the third person to win and become the new Iron Survivor for this year. Pretty sweet if you ask me!
Richard Grant: And of course, we selected the names due to their overall consistency, star power and how much they have been able to really cement themselves as the best here on Dynasty. We look forward to seeing them duke it out, so boys? Good luck!
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: And may the rest of you stay safe and blessed as you enjoy the rest of Friday Night Dynasty! 💋
(Kensingten and Richard wave, and with their quick announcement out of the way, the shot transitions elsewhere.)
(Transitioning away from ringside, the cameras take the viewer backstage, where Saori Aizen is seen sitting in her locker room, double-checking elements of her in-ring gear as she has a tag match with Daniella Atlas later on in the evening. She adjusts the straps of her black boots and ensures that her wrist guards fit snugly. Once everything was good, she came to a stand and goes to open a locker—)
(SLAM!)
(But a pale hand shuts the door. Saori’s back faces the person in question, but she isn’t annoyed. A slight chuckle slips from her lips.)
???: We need to talk. Seriously.
(Aizen is slow to turn, pressing her back against the locker door. A brow is raised, amusement dancing on her features.)
Saori Aizen: About what, exactly?
(The camera shot shifts in a way where Daniella Atlas can be seen fully, and unlike Saori, there’s not a hint of amusement on her part. Brows knit together in annoyance, her black-tinted lips curling downward into a thin line of displeasure.)
Daniella Atlas: Please, I have little patience for these types of games, Saori. You know exactly what I am referring to.
(Saori picks up on her attitude. She could be straight with her, but a dangerous glint flickers in her gaze and her smirk only widens as she folds her arms to her chest.)
Saori Aizen: I’m not sure I follow, kuroi honō. I couldn’t possibly know what could have you so stressed out—
(SLAM!)
(It was louder this time, and it was all thanks to Daniella’s fist. Her knuckles remain firm against the cool metal, a stark contrast to the tension radiating from her body. She steps closer, eyes narrowing as she leans in, almost invading Saori’s space.)
Daniella Atlas: Ne sois pas stupide avec moi, you vexing little minx. What exactly was all of that last week?! You didn’t need to get involved in my match. I had Raven exactly where I wanted her to be, but you had to interject yourself and all for what? I never needed any help to beat her.
(Saori feels the heat from Daniella’s anger wash over her, but she remains unfazed, her expression remaining as is.)
Saori Aizen: You don’t know that for certain.
(Daniella’s eyes narrow further, and she flicks a strand of hair behind her ear in irritation.)
Daniella Atlas: And who exactly are you to be the judge of that? I have beaten big names in my own right whereas you have yet to truly garner a victory that would give anyone here any bit of respect for your name.
Saori Aizen: You know what? You’re right. I haven’t, and that is precisely why I decided to help you out.
(Daniella is perplexed by her answer.)
Daniella Atlas: I’m sorry, but what?
(Saori shrugs and remains nonchalant as she replies.)
Saori Aizen: Truthfully, I do not wish to remain idle. I didn’t come here to stagnate while these other flavor of the months get to indulge in their own bit of self-aggrandizement. I want to elevate my game, and teaming up with someone like you, someone who bears the same similiaries as me, now that’s a ticket to a real showcase.
Daniella Atlas: A showcase? So, what, you wish to leech off of me, then? You wish to pull yourself up at my expense?
Saori Aizen: No, no, no. I wouldn’t put it like that. I respect you far too much to treat you like some meandering tool I can always throw away at my beck and call. Do you truly see me as that cruel?
Daniella Atlas: I see you as a wild card, Saori. One that I can’t count on when it matters most.
Saori Aizen: Wild card? Me? Ahahaha! I’m not some unpredictable force to be tamed—I’m a chess player in a world of checkers. You’re right to be wary, but Daniella, I am only being honest. There are very few people I see genuine strength in, and while you and I may not have had the best of histories, that doesn’t mean I cannot recognize you for the skilled competitor that you are.
(A sigh passes out from the Frenchwoman. She crosses her own arms, tilting her head slightly, studying Saori as if trying to decode her intentions.)
Daniella Atlas: Okay, but why should I even consider you an ally? Do you think your theatrics and cryptic words will just charm your way into my good graces?
Saori Aizen: Well, perhaps a little charm never hurt anyone, but that’s not my point. Think about it—if we combine our strengths, we could create something far greater than either of us alone. Imagine the destruction we could unleash together in that ring tonight and the message you could be sending to Raven and Rex as a result. Helps that our opponents tonight are as combustible as possible, too.
(Daniella pauses, giving her words some genuine thought.)
Daniella Atlas: … I assume then you wish to be my partner against them?
(An opportunistic grin spreads wide across Saori’s face.)
Saori Aizen: Only if you’ll allow me.
(Daniella thought once more.)
Daniella Atlas: I don’t know. I’m still iffy on you wanting to have yet another allegiance.
(Saori rolls her eyes.)
Saori Aizen: Your hesitancy weighs you down. Do not over complicate the matter. I am willing to put the past behind me in order to attain a future most desirable, and if I can get that with a like minded individual such as yourself, then that’s all I need.
(Daniella’s gaze focuses in on her. She tries to read her expression, and while Saori’s words may be truthful… Atlas isn’t entirely sold.)
Daniella Atlas: Just don’t get in my way tonight.
(And that’s all Daniella says before she leaves. Saori perks up a brow, glancing at the door. She scoffs.)
Saori Aizen: Sore wa anata ni totte wa naosaradesu, burakkufureimu.
(She sighs and goes back to preparing before the shot fades to ringside, where Stephie Love is ready to announce the opening match!)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Seen It All’ by Jeezy hits the speakers and Jaylond Stone marches out from the back, meanmugging the ring. He nods his head, not neglecting the fans but purely focused on his match. He makes his way up the steps and enters the ring, throwing his fist up in the center.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, making his EAW debut, from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 245 pounds, JJJAYYYLLLOONNDDD! SSTTTOOOOONNNEEEE!!!
Stew-O: Full circle moment for Jaylond Stone as tonight marks the beginning of his career in EAW. To my understanding, this young man has overcome a lot in his life to make it to this moment, and there are a lot of people back home that will be watching his EAW journey closely in hopes that he’s the beacon of hope they can look for.
Flannery McCoy: Jaylond certainly fights for a good cause, that’s for sure. Tonight we see if that fight that resides in him is going to be enough to pick up his first ever victory in EAW. It’s not as easy as people may think, but Jaylond has the heart to make it far.
(That’s followed up as ‘Burn in My Light’ by Mercy Drive begins playing. Kai sways out from the back with a cocky grin. He looks around the arena with disgust, already feeling that he’s a bigger star than the people may believe. Kai takes his time headed into the ring, climbing the middle rope and throwing his arms out forward to pose.)
Stephie Love: His opponent, also making his EAW debut, from New York City, New York, weighing in at 230 pounds, “THE FORERUNNER” KKKKAAAIIIII! RRRAABBBEEAAAUUUXXXXX!!!
Jake Mercer: When you take one good look at Kai Rabeaux, there’s something about this guy that just makes you feel like a star. There’s been a lot of people you could say that about—and they didn’t pan out very well in EAW, but there is no fear, no doubt on the face of Kai Rabeaux.
Flannery McCoy: I have to agree with you there, Jake. He is the complete opposite of Jaylond Stone, which makes this match that much more interesting. Will Kai have this cloak of confidence shattered or will he make a strong showing for himself in his EAW debut?
(DING DING DING)
Stew-O: Here we go! The bell sounds for Kai Rabeaux and Jaylond Stone’s first ever EAW match and these two have to be feeling the pressure right now. They circle around the ring and engage in a collar & elbow tie-up, but Kai immediately breaks away and backpedals to the ropes. He leans on the ropes with a big grin on his face. Jaylond storms towards him, but then he ducks under the top rope and now the referee has to hold him back!
Jake Mercer: Already using the ropes to his advantage, certainly some veteran instincts from the debuting Rabeaux. He’s got no problem stalling out and frustrating Jaylond. Kai slowly ducks from under the ropes and Jaylond marches around the ring, reaching out for Kai. The two wiggle their fingers, but Kai charges forward, barraging him into the corner! He starts throwing punches, and Jaylond covers up!
Flannery McCoy: But what he doesn’t know is that Jaylond is used to this! He pops Kai with a punch to the throat! And then a chop to the chest! Kai staggers away, falling onto his ass! He holds his hands up, pleading with Jaylond to lay off! But Jaylond takes him by the head and nails him with another punch! Kai goes down and he rolls away, trying to get out of the ring. Jaylond holds onto him and drags him up, though Kai is on the apron.
Jake Mercer: Once again, using those ropes! A hot shot from Rabeaux and Jaylond’s throat hits the top rope! He staggers backwards, holding his throat. Jaylond coughs out in agony and Kai enters the ring, nailing him with a forearm smash! Jaylond tries to rise, but that forearm got him good. Kai throws another one and Jaylond falls backwards. Kai takes the wrist for an irish whip!
Stew-O: And he runs across the ring for a kitchen sink! He holds onto Jaylond and hooks the head, throwing him upwards and slamming him down with a snap vertical suplex. The back of Stone has to be stinging as Kai immediately floats over into the first pinfall of this match.
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Flannery McCoy: Kick out by Jaylond at one! Kai wastes no time, grabbing him into a grounded chinlock. Jaylond wheezes out, and Kai is truly trying to smother him and take all of his energy out. Jaylond reaches for the ropes, but I don’t know if he’s gonna be able to reach them! The crowd is slowly rallying behind Jaylond, but this is the problem with being unknown, isn’t it?
Stew-O: They don’t know who he is. These people here in Washington D.C. are not familiar with Jaylond at all, and thus, they’re not offering him the support that they typically would an Elitist in this kind of situation. Kai is feeding off of it, continuing to drain all of the energy out of Jaylond and dictate this match in his favor! That chinlock is in tight and I think Kai wants to transition to a headlock…
Jake Mercer: Hold on! You can’t count Stone out yet! Jaylond begins to roll to his knees, and he slowly pumps his fist, doing his best to bring himself back into this! The crowd is starting to come alive as well, and both men are rising up! An elbow to the kidney of Rabeaux! Another elbow! And Kai is started to weaken, those shots are getting him good! Jaylond brings Kai backwards and shoots him off with all of his might!
Flannery McCoy: AND HE TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A MASSIVE BOOT TO THE JAW! Kai hits the ground but he bounces right back up! He swings for Jaylond’s head, but Jaylond ducks under and captures the waist, hoisting him up and tossing him right onto his neck with a brutal Saito Suplex! Kai holds his head, rolling away. He tries to use the turnbuckles to get up, but Jaylond is already up there with him as he charges into a corner elbow strike to the jaw!
Stew-O: Now Kai is really hurt! Jaylond wraps both of his arms around the top rope and he looks around with a big smile on his face. Jaylond nods and he begins to unleash on Kai in the corner! MACHINE GUN CHOPS! Kai’s chest and body is being lit up tremendously! Jaylond refuses to stop with the chops as he continues to light up Rabeaux! Finally, Jaylond pulls him out and he hooks ahold of his head! He grabs the trunks, trying to lift him vertically–
Flannery McCoy: ONLY FOR RABEAUX TO COUNTER IT AT THE LAST SECOND! SNAP SUPLEX INTO THE TURNBUCKLES! AND JAYLOND GOES BACK FIRST! I DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH THAT PADDING WAS ABLE TO STOP JAYLOND FROM FEELING STEEL STABBING INTO HIS BODY!
Jake Mercer: He hits the canvas hard and Jaylond is wheezing out in pain! Rabeaux finds a way to get himself back into this match and that is exactly what “The Forerunner” needed. He drags Jaylond up and turns him around. He hooks one arm up and wraps his arm around his waist, throwing Jaylond right onto the back of his head with a HALF-AND-HALF SUPLEX! Deadly execution, you have to give Rabeaux a lot of credit! This kid knows exactly what he’s doing!
Stew-O: Truly impressive how quick he’s been able to adjust to being in the ring on a stage like this. Kai rises to his feet and even though he’s got Jaylond Stone dead to rights … he places his boot onto the side of his head and he just scrapes his foot against the side of his head. You’ve gotta be kidding me. ZERO sportsmanship from this kid, and honestly, that is disgusting!
Flannery McCoy: Jaylond is so out of it he can hardly respond to what’s going on! It’s a delayed reaction as he finally throws Kai’s foot off of his face, but Kai KICKS HIM IN THE MOUTH! Jaylond rolls away, holding his mouth! That could have drawn blood, and I think Jaylond is checking his lip for blood! Kai reaches down, slowly pulling Jaylond up…
Stew-O: AN EYE FOR AN EYE! JAYLOND MEETS HIM WITH A NASTY RIGHT HAND TO THE MOUTH! KAI FALLS DOWN AND JAYLOND HITS OFF THE ROPES! SLIDING FOREARM SMASH TO THE JAW! Jaylond Stone is fired the hell up! Kai has ZERO idea where he’s at right now! Jaylond drags him up and leans his head down. Step-up kicks to the forehead! That’s certainly the receipt for what Kai just pulled!
Jake Mercer: He releases Kai and he leans his head up—groggy and a stumbling mess. Kai throws his dukes up, swinging at the air, and then he finally swings at Jaylond, who dips down and SCOOPS HIM UP WITH A SPINNING SPINEBUSTER RIGHT INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING! Jaylond crawls over, hooking the legs for his first cover of this matchup!
OOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
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Flannery McCoy: KICK OUT FROM KAI! You’ve gotta give him some credit for his resilience as well! Jaylond isn’t bothered though, as he slowly works his way up. He drags Kai to his feet and he jams his head into his thighs. Jaylond wraps his arms around the waist of Kai, trying to lift him into powerbomb position–
Stew-O: Only for Kai to drop to a knee! Jaylond insists, fighting his way up to lift Kai… but Kai holds his arms tight around the legs of Jaylond and he trips him onto his back! Kai rolls into a jackknife pinfall—ONLY FOR JAYLOND TO ROLL THROUGH AND DEADLIFT KAI RIGHT BACK UP!
Jake Mercer: JAYLOND LOOKING TO PLANT HIM WITH A POWERBOMB, BUT A PUNCH TO THE EYE FROM RABEAUX! Rabeaux drops down and Jaylond is holding his eye in agony! Kai turns to face Jaylond and he rams him chest first into the turnbuckles! Jaylond turns off impact, falling against the corner. Kai nods his head profusely, he sees an opening and he runs to the turnbuckle! BOUNCING OFF FOR THE HOLLOW POINT!!!
Flannery McCoy: DESPITE HIS LACK OF VISION—JAYLOND MOVES AT THE LAST SECOND! AND KAI GETS CAUGHT UP IN THE CORNER! HIS RIGHT LEG OVER THE TOP ROPE, HIS LEFT LEG WRAPPED AROUND THE MIDDLE ROPE! Jaylond rushes over, clobbering him in the back of the head! Another forearm to the back of the head! Kai leans down, covering up. Jaylond begins to climb with im and he grabs ahold of his head, a HEADBUTT to the back of the head?!
Stew-O: Both men have to be reeling from that! But Kai is leaning against the post. He’s got no idea where he’s at right now! Jaylond starts to make his way up to the top rope—only for Kai to drop down onto the apron and trip him up! Jaylond falls backwards and he’s trapped in a tree of woe position! Jaylond tries to free himself, but he’s a big man! He doesn’t have mobility on his side quite like Rabeaux does!
Jake Mercer: Kai slips into the middle rope, crawling to the turnbuckles across the ring. Jaylond is still reaching up, trying to free himself. But it’s no use! Kai lets out a war cry and he runs across the ring! SLIDING HOLLOW POINT TO JAYLOND’S JAW IN THE TREE OF WOE! HE JUST KNOCKED HIM OUT COLD! JAYLOND FLOPS OFF THE ROPES, FALLING FACE FIRST ONTO THE CANVAS! Kai rolls him over and hooks the legs!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
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Stew-O: A FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE FROM JAYLOND STONE! WOW! Those ropes have been such an important part of this bout, and yet it was Jaylond who used them to save himself the match after Rabeaux had taken so much advantage! The talents of Rabeaux are in full display, but that was a huge rookie mistake as Jaylond took advantage of ring awareness!
Flannery McCoy: These two clearly possess the intangibles that you can’t teach. How long can they keep going, though?! That’s the real question! Kai slaps the mat, and you can tell that he’s bothered! He slowly rises, glaring at the referee. The referee certainly holding their ground, but still. Jaylond is not moving and Kai walks over to him, STEPPING on his foot!
Jake Mercer: The referee is warning him to get his foot off the ropes but Kai isn’t listening! He takes the top rope and leaps up, throwing all of his body weight down on the ankle of Jaylond! Kai rolls off of Jaylond and Jaylond rolls around in agony! He reaches down for his ankle, crying out!
Flannery McCoy: Kai blows the ref off and he drags Jaylond up. He hooks his waist in gutwrench position and flips him upside down. What the hell is he going for?! THIS COULD BE THE END! HE CALLS THIS THE ‘KINGSTONE PILE–’ WAIT!
Stew-O: Jaylond flips the momentum over! AND NOW HE’S TRYING FOR A TOMBSTONE OF HIS OWN! KAI WIGGLES HIS LEGS, BREAKING FREE ONTO HIS FEET! HE SWINGS A BOOT RIGHT AT THE JAW OF JAYLOND! BUT JAYLOND SPINS PAST IT! KAI’S BACK IS TURNED! BURNING LARIAT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!! HE GOT HIM WITH THE BURNING LARIAT! JAYLOND ROLLS KAI OVER AND HE HOOKS THE LEGS!
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Jake Mercer: ONLY FOR RABEAUX TO KICK JAYLOND’S ANKLE OUT! THE PIN GETS RELEASED! You know how close that was?! He barely got out of that! Jaylond falls back, breathing heavily. That ankle is killing him right now, you can tell as he reaches down for it. Jaylond starts to untie his boot, giving his foot some space to breathe. He slowly works his way up, wobbling towards Kai…
Stew-O: Kai has no idea where he’s at right now! Jaylond takes him by the head and jams his head into his thighs! He takes the waist and scoops him up! POWERBOMB! HE PLANTS HIM! JAYLOND HOLDS ONTO THE LEGS OF KAI AND HE ROLLS HIM THROUGH! FRONT FACELOCK! JAYLOND TAKES HIM UP AND HE WANTS A BRAINBUSTER!
Flannery McCoy: Only for Kai to drop back down! He punches Jaylond in the ribs! He punches him again! He spins out–CHOP TO THE THROAT FROM JAYLOND! Kai falls to his knees like he was just shot! Jaylond breathes heavily, reaching down for Kai. He slowly lifts him up and turns to hit off the ropes for another Burning Lariat–BUT KAI PULLS ONTO JAYLOND’S SHOELACES AND HE STAGGERS FORWARD!
Stew-O: Kai once again taking advantage of his surroundings! Jaylond loses his balance and as he recovers, Kai speeds past him and leaps to the middle rope! CRYSTAL KINGDOM CUTTER! THE SPRINGBOARD CUTTER CONNECTS AS JAYLOND STONE IS PLANTED INTO THE MAT! AS JAYLOND HOLDS HIS HEAD, HE ROLLS OVER, STILL REELING…?!?!
Jake Mercer: NOT FOR LONG! KAI IS BACK UP TO HIS FEET AND HE BOUNCES OFF THE TURNBUCKLES! THE BLADE OF BABYLON CONNECTS! THAT SPEEDING ELBOW TO THE JAW! HE COLLAPSES ONTOP OF JAYLOND FOR THE COVER!
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(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner of this match, KKKKAAAAIIIIIII! RRRAAABBBEEEAAAUUUUXXXXX!!
(The fans break out into boos as ‘Burn In My Light’ plays again, and Kai sits up with a big grin on his face. Kai laughs his ass off, looking down at Jaylond in disgust. The referee checks on Jaylond, meanwhile Kai rises to his feet. He ushers the referee up to take his arm and raise it—which prompts more boos from the fans when the ref begrudgingly follows suit.)
Flannery McCoy: A phenomenal showing from Kai Rabeaux tonight! Jaylond Stone brought his all to try and pick up the victory in his debut as well, but Kai just continued to find little things to take advantage of. He had a gameplan and essentially played it to perfection.
Stew-O: We saw a couple of mistakes but I have to agree. The future is bright for Rabeaux if he’s able to keep it up from here. He went after that ankle of Jaylond, he made him struggle, and when Jaylond looked for an unorthodox way to try and reprieve himself of some pain—
Jake Mercer: he did not hesitate to take advantage! That is what stars are made of, you two! “The Forerunner” could become a huge staple of Dynasty if he keeps it up, and I think he will! What a superstar in the making that we’re looking at right now!
(Kai smirks, while Jaylond has rolled out onto the apron, disappointment coloring his face. The last shot shows Kai dusting off his shoulders before Dynasty fades to commercials.)
(A commercial plays for Panda Express.)
(Backstage, Mia Santoro moves down the hallway, dressed in her ring attire for the night. She walks until she arrives at the office door of Kensingten Calhoun-Astor and Richard Grant. The blonde clears her throat and adjusts the cropped fur jacket she had on, as if preparing herself for facing them. Her hand trails towards the doorknob, ready to walk in, but then footsteps are heard.)
???: So much for people being favored, huh?
(Right then and there, Mia rooooooooolls her eyes, already knowing who that voice belongs to.)
Mia Santoro: Nice to see you too, partner.
(That last word stung with nothing but sarcastic venom, and Holly Arrow picks up on it, rolling her eyes in her own right.)
Holly Arrow: Not really in the mood for pleasantries, especially when it comes to hypocrites. You wanted to chastise me last week about how I apparently have the managers on my side, but here you are ready to get kissy-kissy with them. Then again, I guess I can’t blame you for preemptively trying to find a fail-safe for when you cost us this match since you are nowhere near my level.
(That draws out a laugh from Mia.)
Mia Santoro: Really? And you think being snippy with me like this is going to make me want to work with you at all? But hey, nice to see that my words struck a chord with you.
Holly Arrow: Well, obviously they were when you wanna throw out nothing more than baseless assumptions and bullshit for no real reason. I already told it to you straight to your face that I’m not the one who needs a safety net. But you? Maybe having one can do you some actual good for once. I’m not going to be the one to hold your hand, but hey—Kensingten and Richard are right there for you! It’s perfect!
Mia Santoro: Oh, trust me, I don’t need anyone holding my hand. I’ve built my reputation on my own strength, something you wouldn’t understand. You only became a champion thanks to someone else, and here you are, having spent the season floundering.
Holly Arrow: Ah, right, the good ol’ faithful whenever you sad-ass excuse for Elitists don’t have anything worthwhile to say to me. At least I can say I earned an accolade here. Meanwhile… what about you? You want to talk about old partners? Your old lover face is actually a world champion while your biggest career highlight was getting dumped on your ass by him.
Mia Santoro: That’s rich, coming from someone whose entire career is built on someone else’s back. And believe me, I’m not here to relive my past or dissect our failures like you seem intent on doing. I’m focusing on tonight, and you should too.
Holly Arrow: Right, because running into the office of our general managers screams focus. Sounds more like desperation.
(The door creaks open behind them, catching both women off guard. Kensingten Calhoun-Astor steps into view, her clipboard tucked under one arm, eyebrows arching in curiosity.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Ladies, I hope I’m not interrupting anything too riveting. Although with all this talk about desperation, perhaps I should be taking notes.
(Mia straightens up while Holly crosses her arms defiantly.)
Mia Santoro: We were just having a friendly chat about tonight’s match, ma’am. Nothing more.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Friendly? Hmm, if by friendly you mean a verbal sparring match where you both are at each other’s throats, then perhaps my southern sensibilities have failed me, because that makes not an iota lick of sense to me.
Holly Arrow: What did you expect? You and Richard decided it was a bright idea to pair us up together.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Well, can you blame us? Drama brings views, and the fans love it. I just hope you two can channel that fiery energy into something a bit more productive tonight. You are, after all, on the same team, and if you care about winning, then you ought to put your heads together for this one.
Mia Santoro: You needn’t worry about me. La Desperada is a team player. I already said it throughout the week that no matter how much ill will there is with Holly and I, I’m not going to allow for us to falter. I’m focused on the task at hand…
(She gives a shady glance towards Holly.)
Mia Santoro: But I’m not too sure if Miss Holly here gets the memo.
Holly Arrow: Tch. Just don’t screw up and we may have a shot of actually winning.
(Kensingten nods and smiles, blinking a few times.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: That’s just peachy, then! Now, aside from having to overhear you two go tit for tat, is there anything either of you needed?
Mia Santoro: Actually, there is.
(Kensingten draws her attention completely over to Mia. Holly frowns, placing a hand on her hip.)
Holly Arrow: (muttering under her breath) Here we go…
Mia Santoro: So, Operation: Doomsday is coming up, and I know that… some matches haven’t gone in my favor. However, I would hate to miss out on yet another marquee show. I want to prove myself again, and no, I’m not asking for you to just hand me an opportunity. I guess, well, it’s more like an opportunity to earn said opportunity.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Oh?
(This perks Kensingten’s interest. Mia nods, remaining steadfast in her request.)
Mia Santoro: I ain’t the type to grovel and beg. That’s never been my style and never will be. All I ask is for you to let me prove myself on a big stage, and if I fail, then I’ll accept whatever consequences you deem fit, no questions asked. But I need this chance. I’m done being a shadow here while everyone else is able to blaze ahead and have their own time in the sun. I want my own spotlight, and I want to take it by force.
(Holly raises an eyebrow, the tension hanging thick in the air as Kensingten regards Mia with newfound respect.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: You certainly have a fire in you, Mia. It’s commendable, truly. I appreciate your honesty and determination. However, we all know in this business that words only get you so far—actions speak louder.
Mia Santoro: And that’s exactly why I’m here, Kensingten. I don’t just want to talk about it; I want to show you all what I can do.
(Holly snorts.)
Holly Arrow: Well, good luck with that. You might need divine intervention to even get close to winning anything.
(Kensingten glances between the two, a small smirk forming on her lips as she senses the underlying competition igniting once more.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Alright then! Here’s what we’ll do. If both of you can successfully work together tonight and come out victorious, I’ll make sure you’re considered for a match at Operation: Doomsday, and we can make it where the winner gets a title shot of our choosing. Sounds like a deal?
Holly Arrow: Wait, whoa, for the two of us? Respectfully, Kensingten, I’m not here for the pity parties. I just—
(However, Holly is cut off as someone else comes up, shaking his head. The camera pans over to capture Cosmo Goldworthy making his appearance.)
Cosmo Goldworthy: Oh, hey! Just the lady I wanted to see!
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: You’ve been looking for me?
Cosmo Goldworthy: I sure have!
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Well, alrighty then, but make it quick. These two were here before you.
(Mia and Holly both look slightly annoyed at Cosmo, but he couldn’t care less. He grins, clasps his hands together, and rubs them as he gets to speaking.)
Cosmo Goldworthy: Aight, so check it—Operation: Doomsday is the next joint to come up for us, yeah? I wanna be a part of it.
Holly Arrow: Didn’t know just anyone can try and book themselves into a marquee event now.
(Cosmo raises a brow, snapping his head towards her.)
Cosmo Goldworthy: What’s your problem?
Holly Arrow: Who, me? No problem at all. Just annoyed that you wanted to cut in when I had something to say.
Cosmo Goldworthy: Whoa, whoa, whoa, chiiiiill! Damn! You’re getting all frigid with me, and for no real reason, honestly.
Holly Arrow: Well, Cosmo, when you’re stuck being forced to entertain or deal with people who you know you’re better than, it’s kind of hard to act as if everything is all peaches and cream.
Cosmo Goldworthy: Alright, alright, I guess you wanna be in that kind of mood tonight, huh? But aye, you can be a miserable bitch if you wish. I’m just trying to get in on some action and not end up being as washed as you.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: 😳
Holly Arrow: Oh, really?
Mia Santoro: Damn, Holly. Are you really going to let the new guy talk to you like that?
Holly Arrow: Shut up—
???: Ah. I knew I sensed some hostility somewhere.
(And joining the ruckus is Corey Hale, walking in with a calm casualness that belied the electric tension amongst the group.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: My, my! It has been a lively night as is!
Corey Hale: So it would appear to be the case. However, if you don’t mind, I did want to discuss something with you. I was hoping to participate in Operation: Doomsday if the opportunity is attainable for me to get.
(Cosmo glances at him.)
Cosmo Goldworthy: Huh???
(Corey looks back at him, slightly confused.)
Corey Hale: Is there an issue?
Cosmo Goldworthy: I mean, I guess not, but I was actually asking for the same thing, too. Kind of feels like you’re trying to hop on my wave.
Corey Hale: Am I really, though? EAW is the Land of Opportunity. So long as you remain determined and ambitious, there’s nothing wrong with advocating for yourself… at least, that’s my opinion, anyways.
Cosmo Goldworthy: Alright man, I get you wanna be all cool, calm and collected, but nobody cares, alright? In fact? I bet this is all an act?
Corey Hale: An act?
Cosmo Goldworthy: Yeah, ‘cause–
???: Alright, alright, quit your yammering already! You four want an opportunity to prove yourselves? Then you got it at Operation: Doomsday—against each other.
(Everyone turns to see a grumbling Richard Grant emerge, annoyed as can be. However…)
Cosmo Goldworthy: Where is your shirt?? And why are you so oily???
Mia Santoro: Oh my…
(Kensingten quickly steps in front of Richard, fanning the others off.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Alright, you heard the man! It’s a fatal four way at Operation: Doomsday, and the winner may or may not get a title match depending on whether you morons decide to get involved in business that does not concern you. Now, SCRAM!
(SLAM!!)
(The office door is shut. Corey, Cosmo, Holly and Mia look appalled. Whatever sort of vexation there was has been evaporated as they all leave, just doing the best they can to try and block out whatever the hell they saw.)
(Cutting back to ringside, a mixture of laughs and reactions of disgust come from the fans. Stew-O, Jake and Flannery look towards the camera, flabbergasted in their own right.)
Stew-O: …
Jake Mercer: …
Flannery McCoy: …
Stew-O: … Okay, then. Let’s, uh, move on. No comment.
(Friday Night Dynasty returns to show a pan-around shot of the Capital One Arena, and it’s not long before the sounds of ‘Saint Pablo’ by Kanye West begin to play through the speakers of the arena. The crowd gives a loud negative reaction as the camera goes over to reveal a confident Cy Henderson as he’s seen making his way out from the backstage area. He has a smirk on his face as he takes a look around at the energetic crowd here tonight before he then begins to make his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Stephie Love: Introducing first… from New York City, New York… weighing in at 240 pounds… he is the ‘JUSTICE SEEKER’… CY HENDERSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: For the first time since his victory over Brian Daniels at King of Elite, Cy Henderson is here tonight and it looks like he’s ready for a fight! His journey leading into Operation: Doomsday might’ve been unclear, but as confirmed to kick off the show, he will be taking part in the Iron Survivor match. I’m sure with his goal of getting to World Championship gold, no matter the competition that’ll stand in his way, that match will be one to look toward.
Flannery McCoy: Cy has certainly built up quite the list of people that he has beaten this season and has shown himself not just to be a mainstay here on the Dynasty brand, but a staple and a maineventer nonetheless. I’m sure he is more than ready to take that leap and we’ll just have to see if he’s ready for the match at hand in these next coming weeks.
Jake Mercer: I mean, why wouldn’t he?! God, Flannery, get a grip, this is Cy Henderson we’re talking about here! The Greatest of All Time! Let me tell you right now, the World Heavyweight Championship is in his future.
(Cy slides into the ring and takes off his shirt, beginning to prepare for the match at hand, meanwhile, in the other corner another Elitist is preparing himself.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent… from Washington, DC… BRYAN SEWELL!
Stew-O: Well his opponent here tonight is a local wrestler here in Washington, DC and it looks like he’s more than ready to go, but do you think he’s bitten off more than he can chew?
Flannery McCoy: Against an opponent like Cy it might be easy to see, but who knows, maybe he has something up his sleeve.
Jake Mercer: :lupe: I doubt it, this guy might be toast.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: Well here we go and this match is underway, both Elitists are making their way out of their corners as they quickly engage in a collar-and-elbow tie up- BUT CY USES A FEAT OF STRENGTH TO SHOVE BRYAN AWAY! Bryan rolls backward and up to a kneeling position and it looks like he didn’t expect that one at all!
Flannery McCoy: Well it seems like he’s going to have to adapt his gameplan if he wants to face the likes of an EAW Hall of Famer like that. Regardless Bryan is making his way back up to his feet as he tries to engage again- ONLY FOR CY TO BOOT HIM IN THE ABDOMEN! He’s doubled over and now Cy is taking advantage as he snatches him by the head and slams him against the top turnbuckle, wasting zero time beginning to unload on him with a barrage of left and right hands toward the face!
Jake Mercer: Bryan is trying his best to raise his hands but it seems like he’s defenseless right now as the referee is forced to come in and break the two of them up! Cy is holding his hands up as he willingly retreats but it looks like Bryan is stunned as he makes his way out…
Stew-O: ONLY TO BE FLOORED BY A HARD CLOTHESLINE STRAIGHT TO THE FACE BY CY WHICH TAKES HIM COMPLETELY OUT! And now he’s going to take advantage of this as he grabs a hold of Bryan and brings him back up to his feet, sizing him up…
Flannery McCoy: AS ‘PHANTOM DEATH’ CONNECTS! THE MICHINOKU DRIVER DROPS BRYAN DOWN TO THE MAT! But Cy isn’t done either as he takes hold of him and brings him up one more time, running to the ropes and back…
Jake Mercer: AND THERE’S ‘CALAMITY’! THE GORE CONNECTS COMPLETELY CUTTING BRYAN SEWELL IN HALF AND DROPPING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! AND NOW CY ROLLS HIM OVER AND HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE PIN ATTEMPT!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Saint Pablo’ begins to play through the speakers once more as Cy Henderson rises back up to his feet, having not broken a single sweat. The referee makes their way over and raises his hand in victory as the crowd boos loudly at this.)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner… CY HENDERSON!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Well Cy Henderson getting a dominant victory today ahead of his match at Operation: Doomsday and it seems like he’s as good as ever as he prepares to stand across the ring against some big main event talent.
Flannery McCoy: Well it’s nothing he hasn’t seen before, he’s been preparing for this his entire career, and adding to his legacy is something that he’s been determined to do his entire career. Now he has the opportunity to do that and he’s not going to let it go!
Jake Mercer: Guys, be quiet, it looks like he has something to say!
(Cy makes his way over and grabs a microphone from the timekeeper’s area as ‘Saint Pablo’ begins to fade out. As he makes his way back toward the center of the ring, he then begins to speak.)
Cy Henderson: You know, it’s good to be back in the ring. At King of Elite I proved exactly why I am the competitor I say that I am without any sort of past notions holding me down, and now moving forward I have the opportunity to not only continue doing that but assert myself as the best that this brand has to offer. It’s only going to take two weeks. Two weeks until Operation: Doomsday, two weeks until I step into the Iron Survivor Challenge with the promise of a World Championship opportunity dangling above my head like the Sword of Damocles. But this isn’t a reward, it’s a birthright. And it doesn’t matter who stands across from me in that ring, whether that be Chris Elite, BRAE, Hans Grayson, Drake King, or Kirk Redwood, it doesn’t matter which of them dares to think they can survive. The truth is, they’re just names on a list of victims.
Cy Henderson: Let’s be honest, this isn’t about who deserves it the most, this is about who’s willing to destroy everything in their path to get what they want, and I’ve been willing to do that since the day I walked back into this company. I’ve carved a path through Hall of Famers and legends alike. Brian Daniels? Just another casualty, and yet, people still want to pretend that I don’t deserve this. People still want to talk about me like I’m not the greatest of all time. I don’t need your cheers, I don’t need your approval, all I need is my ambition, my drive, and my willingness to destroy anyone who gets in my way. You see, while the rest of them are fighting for redemption, for respect, for legacy… I’m fighting to take what’s mine. And when the dust settles, and all of them are lying broken on the mat, the world will finally understand what I’ve known all along… I am inevitable.
(Cy drops his microphone down to the ground as ‘Saint Pablo’ begins to blast through the speakers of the arena. He has a serious expression on his face as he stares down the hard camera before then beginning to make his way out of the ring. It’s the last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty then begins to fade out to elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for Subaru, featuring Kirk Redwood testing out if their cars truly are the safest as he crashes various vehicles repeatedly. He thinks he’ll stick to his Chevy.)
(Dynasty would return from commercials as our commentary team can be heard.)
Stew-O: Now that we return, Dynasty very abruptly is about to take a trip backstage, as we have a podcast live for the entire world to witness!
Flannery McCoy: Though it’s a podcast, I don’t know how much excitement I can hold, seeing as it is a… Clayton Golde podcast.. I am not his target audience, and thus.. sometimes I feel on the outside looking in.
Jake Mercer: As a woman, you can learn a lot from Clayton Golde, Flannery! This man knows what it is that he’s talking about. This is about to be the biggest moment in a young career ladies and gentlemen, go ahead and sound the alarm!
(A recording cam can be seen turning on as a countdown begins. 3…2…1)
Clayton Golde: Alright gentlemen and Alpha Males, with the sound of that countdown ending we are ON AIR. It is with greatest pride and even deeper pleasure to be able to stand before you live and in color on Friday Night Dynasty! The hottest podcast and highest number raising endeavor in the history of Elite Answers Wrestling. Who do I wish to really think for the privilege of being here? First I gotta give big up’s to my man Clayton Golde, he really is a game changer. A real connoisseur of his time, an innovator. And second I wanna give a small shoutout to Kensingten and Richard for allowing me to go live here. But with that being said, what kind of host would I be, if I continued to make you wait and waste your time..?
(Clayton asked the camera viewers, as he shrugged, he carried a well valid point. A huge grin appearing across his face.)
Clayton Golde: SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, I WANNA WELCOME ONTO MY PODCAST, THE INTERWIRE CHAMPION HIMSELF, JAY JERRY JOHNSON!
(Jay Jerry Johnson was announced, only the champion was nowhere to be seen.)
Clayton Golde: But first..
(Clayton pulled out his supplements as he had a grin on his face. He shook the bottle as he sat it right in front of the counter; the camera taking a wide display.)
Clayton Golde: Do you wish, and ultimately want to be an Alpha Male? Do you wanna be a real man amidst boys. With my supplements, you can get right and very quickly. I knew this one kid, he was overweight, pale, no one liked him, skinny fat. Chud chin. He decided to go on these supplements and when I tell you he took shape, the man took shape. He grew up in front of my very eyes, that MAN was named Carlos. Carlos if you are watching this, keep doing what you are doing! BUT WITH THAT SAID, I WANT TO WELCOME OUR ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING RECORD SETTING INTERWIRE CHAMPION, JAY JERRY JOHNSON!!!
(Clayton Golde shouted as he had to do the quick plug, understandable, make your money brah. Only.. Jay never appeared again.)
Clayton Golde: Oh yes, before Jay makes his way out there though, I wanna give a shoutout to my new book: How To Strike Golde In 2025. Yes, it has a picture of me being punched on the cover, but it’s supposed to be a metaphor. The person that hit me was in the ring with me. They got a match with me — so you know what that means? They struck gold. This was written by me, crafted by me, and endorsed fully by me. A lot of time was spent on it, I’d appreciate it if you guys checked it out.
(Despite claiming to be the sole writer and putting all his effort into it, at the clear bottom of the book you could see about 7 different other authors names written into it.)
Clayton Golde: BUT AS I WAS SAYING LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IT IS TRIPLE J! JAY JERRY JOHNSON!!
(No. Still no. It was the third time and Jay Jerry Johnson still hadn’t emerged.)
Clayton Golde: But before we do that, I wanna give props to big Elite Answers Wrestling itself, and the Operation: Doomsday event. We will see the Iron Survivor matches return, we will see titles get defended, legacies be up for grabs, moments to be established. Careers to be flipped upside down on their heads tenfold! But you can go ahead and throw all of that out the window, because we are about to experience Operation Doomsday! Where the only elitist that matters is me! Clayton Golde: Alpha Male!
(Okay, come on now. This was just him wasting time in colossal fashion and people were getting pissed at his failure to properly advertise.)
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Stew-O: Clayton Golde is just kind of wasting our time here, I don’t think he really had a plan for this in the first place… I think he was just gonna come out and say some things and hope that they correlated into making sense!
Flannery McCoy: He has some sort of knack for the spotlight that he just doesn’t want to give up, is what I am getting here.
Jake Mercer: I DO NOT KNOW WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT? I got the supplements already ordered, and there is a book, perfectly encapsulating metaphors as well? I have it ALL ordered. As I stated before, this is a career altering moment in EAW history!
(But finally, Clayton was running out of things to stall. With a deep sigh..)
Clayton Golde: Anyways guys, Jay Jerry Johnson. Woo.
(Finally, Jay just walked into the scene as he was not enthusiastic at all of what he just witnessed. The title sitting around his waist, as he opted to not sit in the chair, but stand up.)
Clayton Golde: Come on, sit down brother! We’re all dudes here, let’s discuss!
Jay Jerry Johnson: No.
Clayton Golde: Alright tough crowd, tough crowd.
(Jay was not amused at all, and Clayton could tell that clearly. Clayton just awkwardly laughed, but it was all for show, deep down he felt great knowing he could get underneath people’s skin.)
Clayton Golde: So I wanna ask you some questions, Triple J. I want to ask, how do you feel to be a history maker. A historic deviant, who mastered the art of winning the bulk of Interwire Championships! A record setter amongst the likes of… Ronan Malosi!
(Jay looked at Clayton a bit confused..)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Are we still making an attempt to clown on Ronan in big 2025? I mean let’s be honest here, he managed to win this title twice, that is historic in its own right. How many times have you been champion in EAW, if you care to refresh our memory? Exactly. You sit at the number zero, and you have not managed to amass anything in your EAW career. Just because you think now is your time, that harsh check of reality is going to greet you, and man. It’s going to brutally suck when you are still without a title.
Clayton Golde: Come on bruh, I wasn’t saying Ronan Malosi like that with negative connotation, but alright. Let’s be honest here, after Grand Rampage 2024, you kind of dipped like a little bit— hardworking professional that wanted to fix his problems.
Jay Jerry Johnson: Well, you don’t need to be no discreet with your general ideas of what I am as a competitor. Go ahead and run your match in that particular way, but the humbling reality is always going to be, I left EAW for 7 months. I was not on the roster, I was not apart of the profession, I was nowhere to even be found for that stretch of time. But in that time, I was becoming better. Growing as a competitor, and getting stronger than I was before. I faced a lot of adversity, and sometimes it kicked back. But persevering and keeping that calm focus brought me to the promise land. And you want to know something funny, Clayton? You had 7 months to do something notable. You had 7 months to get some done, and you managed to not do that. After my hiatus and my return to the ring, within a month — I was already a champion again. And you…? You had not even begun to scratch the surface of what it means to be a viable competitor in Elite Answers Wrestling. I quickly shook off the rust, you haven’t even been good enough yet to require ring rust.
(Damn. Triple J shot hard at Clayton, Clayton just laughed it off however, but you could tell deep down, that cut kind of went deep and offended him.)
Clayton Golde: Hey bud, you want me to be honest. You aren’t wrong, I had 7 months to do some real amazing stuff, and though everything I do is amazing — that does go without the price of being champion. I probably should have won a championship in your absence, but I kind of couldn’t and failed at pulling it off. But it is fine bro, this is what correcting the mistake is all about right? Next, I get to go head to head with you. We’re going to be bringing our A-Game, might the best alpha win! And if I am being honest right now, my built in alpha detector is telling me that there’s only one in this room right now.
(Tension was building here this time around, Clayton had to sneak in his mini dig also.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Cut the crap, Clayton. I did not come here to go and talk about some delusion that you have deep inside your head. You may truly be under the oath and belief that you can beat me, but I don’t think you get it. You wanted this opportunity and you stuck your nose in my business, you didn’t earn anything. You have not toppled any giants, all you have done is been this walking contradiction of a statement. But look, i’m going to go ahead and put it like this. When you first came to EAW, I genuinely saw something capable. I genuinely saw something believable, I truly was a firm believer you have the ability to get something done. You carried yourself in a proper way, but over my hiatus, I came back to see you doing absolutely nothing. I came back to see you digging up scraps, I came back to see you falling on your ass. You are nothing more than smoke and mirrors, making a poor attempt to sell something that no one wants to buy. I am going to beat your ass, make you humble, and quite frankly — Operation: Doomsday is not about to be some crowning achievement for you, man.
Clayton Golde: Well thank you for just making me hungrier, Jay. You are giving me all that I want to hear, you are feeding the beast. You might be an idiot, if i’m being totally honest bro. Giving me the material that I want to hear, fueling me. I am going to kick your ass and mop the floor with you at Operation: Doomsday! Because that is what is best for business, you aren’t a needle mover, Jay. You can’t even turn on the light switch.
Jay Jerry Johnson: That is bold of you to say, no one watches your podcast that genuinely has a brain, you are a niche market of diplomatic assholes that are so rotted in the brain, they will never truly improve in life from your words. Just like you will never improve in life from your own words. You are never going to be champion, Clayton. I want you to look at me.
(Jay got in the face of Clayton, as he made him stand up.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Never—
(CLAYTON GOLDE THROWS A PUNCH AT JAY JERRY JOHNSON! BUT JAY SAW IT COMING AS HE CAUGHT IT IN THE KNICK OF TIME!)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Never.
(AND JAY NAILS CLAYTON GOLDEN WITH the “YKHM LAST LOVE” THROUGH THE TABLE!! THE SAME TABLE THAT CLAYTON GOLDE WAS HOSTING HIS PODCAST ON, HE JUST WENT CRASHING THROUGH!)
Crowd: YEAHHHHH!
Stew-O: CLAYTON GOLDE GOES CRASHING THROUGH HIS OWN TABLE! This has to be embarrassing…
Flannery McCoy: Not the ideal wish he had for his Alpha Male podcast, but i’m still trying to figure out what it’s all about!
Jake Mercer: ARE YOU KIDDING ME? JAY IS A PSYCHO! HE JUST RUINED A STAR MAKING MOMENT! COME ON NOW!
(Jay just looked at Clayton, shaking his head. The Interwire Champion took his title, raising it over the laid out body of Clayton Golde. Mouthing the words “never” as Dynasty proceeds with the show and back to the ring.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING IS A TAG TEAM MATCH SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Notorious’ by UPSAHL began playing through the speakers to a mixed reaction as Mia Santoro strutted her way onto the center of the stage with her arms outstretched, taking in the atmosphere; with a smirk on her face, she nodded her head and made her way down the ramp towards the ring, sliding into it with the utmost self-assuredness.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Key West, Florida, weighing in at 115 pounds… she is LA DESPERADA, MIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! SAAAAAAAAANTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Stew-O: Here we go, ladies and gentlemen! We’ve got an interesting tag team match scheduled here as two unlikely pairs to head to head for more momentum as we head towards Operation Doomsday!
Flannery McCoy: Despite the differences they’ve been having, Mia Santoro and Holly Arrow will be teaming up tonight, and Mia Santoro is looking confident as ever! We’ve seen her desire to more up the ranks in EAW, and to her credit, she is walking into this match with the momentum of a victory against Corey Hale, who just recently traded wins with the Interwire Champion, Jay Jerry Johnson!
Jake Mercer: It’s the classic scenario of ‘will they coexist’, though, because she definitely isn’t too friendly with her partner tonight!
(‘Judas’ by Lady Gaga began blaring through the speakers to loud cheers as Holly Arrow marched out onto the stage with narrowed eyes and a focused expression. There is a hint of displeasure at her partner in the ring, but she shakes her head and keeps her eyes on the prize as she marches down the ramp, tagging some of the fans along the way.)
Stephie Love: AND HER PARTNER! Hailing from Liverpool, England, weighing in at 149 pounds… she is ‘THE FINAL GIRL’, HOOOOOOOOLLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!
Stew-O: And here comes the other half of the tag team, the Final Girl! Holly Arrow is just as determined as Mia Santoro to make her way up the ranks and finally achieve her first singles championship after all the struggle and strife she’s been through!
Flannery McCoy: Considering some of the huge wins Holly has had in her career, including a significant tag team championship reign, the Final Girl sees herself as above Mia Santoro and doesn’t want to give her the respect that Mia thinks she deserves!
Jake Mercer: You’d think Holly would be a tag team expert given her experience, but it’s questionable whether Mia and Holly will be able to mesh enough this week to get tag team victory; then again, you could say the same about their opponents, who have had quite the hostile past in their own right!
(“Let Me Hear” by Fear, and Loathing in Las Vegas began blaring through the speakers to loud boos as Saori Aizen emerged from behind the stage curtains with a smirk on her face. She basked in the boos of the crowd, unwavering, before marching down the ramp towards the squared circle.)
Stephie Love: AND THEIR OPPONENTS! First, hailing from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 130 pounds… she is THE REAPER, SAAAAAOOOOOOOOOORIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! AAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!
Stew-O: We saw something quite interesting last week, as Saori Aizen and Daniella Atlas seemed to have bonded… maybe… over the experiences they’ve had this season!
Flannery McCoy: It’s hard to say for sure, because Daniella Atlas certainly didn’t seem to appreciate Saori Aizen’s interference in her match against Raven Roberts, but it DID get her the win!
Jake Mercer: Despite their hostile past, something seems to be brewing; given how much they’ve butted heads, though, it’s just as likely that this all devolves into another fight between them!
(‘Vortex’ by Jinjer began blaring to loud boos as Daniella Atlas stormed out onto the stage, dominantly stomping her foot onto the stage before striking her signature pose; her focus was solely on the ring, ignoring the reaction of the fans as she marched towards the ring, side-eyeing Saori Aizen as she made her way next to her.)
Stephie Love: AND HER PARTNER! Hailing from Dunkirk, France, weighing in at 170 pounds… she is THE BLACK FLAME, DANIELLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! AAAAAAAAAAAAATLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS!
Stew-O: And here is the final entrant of the match, and the only one to have won a singles championship in the form of the Specialist’s Championship! We see her lingering suspicion of Saori Aizen just from the look in her eyes, and nobody can really blame her given Saori’s history with both Daniella and with teams in general!
Flannery McCoy: After coming inches away from becoming the Empress of Elite, Daniella looks to kick things up a notch… but is a team with Saori Aizen the way to go? We’ll have to see if they can work together, but we can at least say that they’ll both be dedicated to victory!
Jake Mercer: Saori is just more willing to take underhanded methods to seize it; whether that’s a good thing or a bad thing is subjective, but we’ll have to see whether or not Daniella can handle Saori’s style!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: The match is underway, and to start things off, we’ve got Daniella Atlas and Mia Santoro! Saori Aizen is leaning over the ropes, watching carefully while Holly Arrow has her arms crossed, although gazing at the competition herself. Both legal wrestlers begin circling the ring, with Mia Santoro taking the faster stride while Daniella Atlas shows some more aggression, already looking to catch Mia Santoro with a strike!
Flannery McCoy: La Desperada is able to evade it, though, showing off some of her agility! It’s a game of cat and mouse as Daniella Atlas remains focused and determined to catch Mia Santoro with some of her characteristic heavy offense, but Mia Santoro has been showing some elevated competence of her own as she looks to gas the Black Flame out!
Jake Mercer: Daniella Atlas goes for a high kick, but Mia Santoro ducks underneath the attempt, immediately twisting around as Daniella turns around right afterwards, aiming to knock Santoro’s head off!
Stew-O: It’s to no avail, though, because the moment she turned around, Mia Santoro had already leapt up and caught her with a step-up enziguiri! Santoro has landed the first blow, catching Daniella off guard as she staggers back towards one of the vacant corners of the ring!
Flannery McCoy: Mia Santoro senses the opportunity and sprints forward, leaping up to catch Daniella Atlas with another attack as she dropkicks her backwards, knocking her right into the ring with her back against the turnbuckles!
Jake Mercer: Saori is looking surprised at Mia Santoro getting this offense in, while Holly Arrow has a similar expression on her face! Mia has struggled a lot in her career so far, but she’s showing some new levels of aggression here as she takes the fight to the former specialist’s champion and Empress of Elite tournament finalist!
Stew-O: She follows up on the momentum she’s building up as she unleashes a barrage of strikes to the cornered Black Flame! She ups the ante, figuratively and literally, as she ascends to the middle rope and continues the assault by raining down with strikes from an elevated angle!
Flannery McCoy: And now she’s climbed up and landed on top of Daniella Atlas’ shoulders! She arches herself back, LOOKING TO DRIVE DANIELLA ATLAS’ HEAD INTO THE CANVAS WITH A HURRICANRANA DRIVER–
Jake Mercer: BUT DANIELLA’S ARMS SHOOT UP AND GRAB THE LEGS OF LA DESPERADA, KEEPING HER IN PLACE ATOP HER SHOULDERS!
Stew-O: Look at the sheer power on display here by Daniella Atlas! She forces the upside down Mia Santoro back to a seated position on top of her shoulders before running out of the corner and LAUNCHING Mia Santoro straight into the canvas with a running release powerbomb!
Flannery McCoy: She rubs her head, feeling the brunt of the attacks that Mia Santoro was launching, but nevertheless, it’ll take more than that to keep Daniella Atlas down! Now Mia Santoro is laid out on the canvas, arching her back in pain from that vicious powerbomb, and Daniella Atlas looks to take advantage after unleashing her first move in the match!
Jake Mercer: She walks over to Mia Santoro, standing adjacent to her body, and begins a flurry of stomps to the fallen opponent before dropping the elbow right to the chest of La Desperada! This is punishment for the onslaught of offense that Mia Santoro unleashed early on in the match, and Daniella looks to follow up as she scrambles back to her feet and drags Mia Santoro alongside her!
Stew-O: Daniella Atlas brings her to a standing position and then continues her own assault, sending the sound of gunshots throughout the arena as she unleashes some of the most vicious knife-edge chops you’ll ever see between the ropes of a wrestling ring! Mia Santoro is feeling the damage from each one, but the Black Flame shows no signs of slowing down!
Flannery McCoy: She brought Mia up with her back facing the Black Flame, and Daniella uses this opportunity to apply a wrist clutch from behind! This is a classic tactic of Daniella’s as she practically unfurls Mia Santoro, the ripcord, before YANKING her in for a point-blank DROPKICK!
Jake Mercer: It’s an unorthodox style of offense to say the least, but that makes it all the more impactful as Daniella drops Mia Santoro to the canvas! Daniella Atlas immediately follows it up with a knee drop right to the head of Mia Santoro before rising up and catching her with a back heel kick once again to the head! The head of La Desperada is taking IMMENSE damage! The momentum is now thoroughly on the side of the Black Flame, and now Saori Aizen begins goading Daniella on!
Saori Aizen: HIT HER WHILE SHE’S DOWN! SENTON!
Stew-O: Daniella Atlas doesn’t look particularly pleased at having orders barked at her, but she does nod at her partner, looking to get victory and seeing no reason to eschew her advice! She runs the ropes, launching herself into the air as she goes for the DIVING SENTON!
Flannery McCoy: BUT IT SEEMS AS THOUGH MIA SANTORO HEARD THE COMMAND FROM SAORI, BECAUSE SHE HAD IT SCOUTED! SHE ROLLS AWAY, LEAVING DANIELLA TO LAND PAINFULLY ON THE CANVAS!
Jake Mercer: Ooh, I guess you can’t really call that a miscommunication; more like over communication, because it just cost Daniella Atlas the lead! This may be the opportunity Mia needed, and now Holly is stretching her arm out for a tag!
Holly Arrow: LET ME IN! WE NEED TO TAKE ADVANTAGE!
Mia Santoro: We DO need to take advantage, and I’ve got it!
Stew-O: Mia Santoro has been bringing a good fight to Daniella so far, so I can’t exactly fault the confidence, but denying her partner entry into the match may be more trouble than it’s worth!
Flannery McCoy: Then again, she probably sees it as Holly Arrow trying to boss her around and look down at her; I can see both sides of this, but what matters is the victory; will Mia be able to manage it?
Jake Mercer: She storms over and rolls Daniella Atlas from a supine to a prone position before pointing at Holly Arrow, telling her to watch carefully! There’s that ego from Mia, but it looks like she’s aiming to back it up with action!
Stew-O: She climbs onto the middle rope and springboards off of it before executing a DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO THE BACK OF DANIELLA ATLAS! WHAT A MANEUVER!
Flannery McCoy: That definitely had a lot of kick to it, trying to outdo Daniella Atlas and prove herself as a future champion in her own right! She takes a few steps back and takes aim at Daniella Atlas as the Black Flame tries to force herself back to a standing position, but she can only make it to her hands and knees before Mia Santoro performs a front roll and LAUNCHES herself forward, executing a rolling thunder dropkick to the face of Daniella Atlas!
Jake Mercer: She’s got Daniella Atlas in a bad place now, but she knows as well as we do that it’ll take a lot to put the Black Flame down! She heads to her own corner, and Holly Arrow waits expectantly to be tagged in; Mia, though, chooses to scale the ropes instead and go up to the top turnbuckle!
Stew-O: It looks like she’s measuring Daniella up to dive at her, but suddenly–
Referee: TAG!
Mia Santoro: :krabs:
Flannery McCoy: It looks like Holly Arrow tapped the ankle of Mia Santoro to tag herself in! Mia looks down angrily as Holly Arrow steps between the ropes to enter the ring, while Mia herself drops down onto the apron!
Jake Mercer: Daniella Atlas was about to get back to her feet, but she suddenly finds herself in a guillotine choke hold by the Final Girl as Holly Arrow aims to choke her out for victory in this match! It looks like Holly didn’t want Mia to go for a high-risk maneuver from the top ropes and just secure the victory as securely as possible!
Stew-O: Daniella Atlas is in trouble here, and Mia did a great job of keeping her far away from her own corner to prevent Saori Aizen from entering the match! Saori looks on as Holly Arrow continues the guillotine choke on Daniella, but suddenly the Black Flame begins unleashing some strikes to the side of the Final Girl!
Flannery McCoy: Shots to the rib cage are unleashed, and they’re debilitating enough to eventually force Holly to release the hold and stagger back! From the doubled over position that Daniella was forced into, she lunges forward and latches on a front waist lock on the Final Girl before arching her back with a sudden Northern Lights Suplex!
Jake Mercer: But Daniella has been damaged by both wrestlers at this point, looking worse for wear while Holly remains relatively fresh, rolling away after having been suplexed as she begins scrambling up as quickly as possible!
Stew-O: Daniella Atlas is resilient as she keeps on the pressure, though, sprinting forward to meet Holly the moment she gets up– OH! GHOST CALL OUT OF NOWHERE! DANIELLA ATLAS JUST CONNECTED WITH THAT DISCUS PALM STRIKE TO THE FOREHEAD OF HOLLY ARROW, AND SHE GOES FOR THE PIN RIGHT OUT THE GATES!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TW-
Flannery McCoy: BUT A QUICK KICK OUT BY HOLLY ARROW! The Ghost Call is devastating, but Holly had barely taken any offense beforehand, and she still has far more in the tank! Daniella doesn’t look deterred, though, having expected that but taking the chance nevertheless!
Jake Mercer: Her Ghost Call may not have been able to knock her out, but it definitely did the intended level of damage, and now Daniella looks to follow up as she drags Holly to a kneel before tucking her between her quads! Without a moment’s hesitation, the Black Flame hoists her up onto her shoulders, putting her in the same position as Mia Santoro was in as she looks for a powerbomb!
Stew-O: But Holly is able to use the rotational force to leapfrog over the head of Daniella Atlas, falling behind her! As she falls behind, she catches Daniella’s head and brings her down with a DEVASTATING sitout neckbreaker! HOW IS DANIELLA ATLAS ALIVE?!
Flannery McCoy: It takes huge moves like THAT to seriously hurt the Black Flame, but that cunning reversal was just what Holly Arrow needed as Daniella Atlas snaps forward and collapses onto the canvas! The Final Girl staggers up from behind and begins to drag Daniella up to a seated position!
Jake Mercer: From there, she lashes out with a sudden shoot kick, leaving a mark across the chest of the Black Flame! Holly Arrow is in the lead here, dragging Daniella Atlas to a standing position before looking to drive her head into the canvas with a classic DDT–
Stew-O: WAIT! SAORI AIZEN FROM BEHIND, GRABBING THE HAIR OF HOLLY AND YANKING HER BACK! Holly arrow got too close to the ropes and Saori’s corner, and the Reaper looks to punish her for it! Daniella Atlas staggers away from the near DDT attempt, and Saori lunges her arm out to tag herself into the match!
Flannery McCoy: Daniella faced off against both opponents and managed to stay in the match, and that’s a feat in and of itself! But now the Reaper joins in, springboarding over the top rope and catching Holly Arrow with a TREMENDOUS MISSILE DROPKICK!
Jake Mercer: THAT DROPKICK JUST SENT HOLLY ROLLING ACROSS THE RING! Saori Aizen doesn’t look to give Holly a chance to breathe, though, as she scrambles up and sprints across the ring to where Holly landed just as the Final Girl manages to get to a seated position!
Stew-O: PENALTY KICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! Such brutal offense on display by the Reaper, who takes advantage of the damage that Daniella Atlas managed to cause beforehand! Saori is the only fresh wrestler in this match right now and that’s the way she likes it!
Flannery McCoy: That penalty kick left Holly dazed in that seated position, and Saori begins following up with rapid and savage offense! She jumped right in front of Holly Arrow before leaping up and landing on both of the Final Girl’s thighs with a double footstomp! She didn’t even slip off, that’s some INSANE balance!
Jake Mercer: She kneels down and launches both of her feet forward, connecting right to the face of Holly Arrow with a point-blank low dropkick, just like her partner Daniella Atlas! Daniella, still recovering in the corner, looks quite impressed at that; meanwhile, Mia Santoro is still frustrated after having been forcefully tagged out of the match, although still feeling the brunt of the damage from a fresh Daniella Atlas!
Stew-O: Saori Aizen drags Holly Arrow to a standing position before double underhooking her arms, perhaps going for her signature HYOKINDAMA, THE TIGER BOMB! BUT HOLLY ARROW IS USING ALL HER STRENGTH TO PREVENT THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK FROM FINISHING, EVEN SANDBAGGING SAORI!
Flannery McCoy: Saori Aizen is forced to release the double underhook as Holly overpowers the grip and pulls her head out from between the thighs of the Reaper! The Final Girl begins to rise up, but Saori Aizen doesn’t stop as she hits the ropes and GOES FOR ANOTHER SIGNATURE, HER THUNDERCLAP NOVA! HOLLY ARROW IS ABLE TO DUCK IT, THOUGH! NO, NOT JUST THAT, SHE USES THE MOMENTUM TO POP SAORI AIZEN UP!
Jake Mercer: VICTORIA! VICTORIA CONNECTS, THE POP UP KNEE STRIKE! THAT MANEUVER IS ENOUGH TO KNOCK SAORI TO THE CANVAS, AND NOW HOLLY ARROW BACKS UP AS SHE BEGINS MEASURING SAORI UP FOR SOMETHING BIG HERE!
Stew-O: What’s she got planned– WHAT?!
Referee: TAG!
Flannery McCoy: OH DAMN! Mia Santoro practically SMACKED her way back into this match with a VERY aggressive tag to the back of Holly Arrow’s head!
Jake Mercer: Ooh, I don’t think she’s going to take that well… :lupe:
Stew-O: Holly Arrow turns around incredulously as Mia Santoro steps into the ring! It looks like Mia had no intentions of even acknowledging what she just did as she starts walking past Holly towards the kneeling Saori Aizen… but suddenly Holly grabs her shoulder and forcefully turns her around!
Holly Arrow: (off-mic) What. The. FUCK.
Mia Santoro: (off-mic) What? Turnabout is fair play, you tagged yourself in, so did I!
Holly Arrow: (off-mic) You just SLAPPED me to get back in! What the hell is your problem?!
Mia Santoro: (off-mic) Oh what, like you didn’t deserve it? Trying to boss me around, badmouthing me in your promo, tagging yourself in? You say you’ve acknowledged your position in the company, but somehow you STILL keep trying to act like a god! Newsflash, you AREN’T above me, and you need to stop acting like you are!
Holly Arrow: (off-mic) Pulling something stupid like that isn’t going to help prove you aren’t beneath me. It just proves that you’re the moron I thought you were.
Mia Santoro: (off-mic) Get out of my way bitch, you can complain all you want backstage but I’m here to win the match.
Flannery McCoy: Mia Santoro forcefully shoves her way past Holly Arrow and tries to walk towards Saori– OH MY GOD!
Jake Mercer: LEAPING KNEE STRIKE TO THE BACK OF MIA SANTORO’S HEAD BY HOLLY ARROW! THE FINAL GIRL JUST TURNED ON HER PARTNER AND ATTACKED HER ALREADY DAMAGED HEAD!
Stew-O: HOLLY ARROW DROPS MIA SANTORO AND JUST ROLLS OUT OF THE RING, FRUSTRATED! MEANWHILE, SAORI AIZEN HAS ALREADY RECOVERED AND MEASURES MIA SANTORO UP AS SHE GROGGILY RISES TO A KNEEL, HAVING TAKEN IMMENSE DAMAGE TO HER HEAD ALREADY! SAORI RUSHES FORWARD!
Flannery McCoy: RAIMEI HAKKE! THE BICYCLE KNEE SMASH CONNECTS RIGHT WHERE HOLLY ATTACKED MIA, AND NOW MIA SANTORO SEEMS TO BE KNOCKED OUT COLD! SAORI HOOKS HER LEGS!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(“Let Me Hear” by Fear, and Loathing in Las Vegas begins blaring through the speakers to a mixed reaction as Saori Aizen rises off of the body of Mia Santoro, smirking as she raises her arms! Daniella Atlas joins her in the ring, as they both celebrate the victory!)
Stephie Love: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS… DANIELLA ATLAS AND SAORI AIZEN!
Stew-O: A controversial finish tonight as Mia Santoro and Holly Arrow’s partnership fell apart, and the Demon Child was MORE than happy to take advantage and capitalize for the win!
Flannery McCoy: Despite the friction they’ve had before, Saori and Daniella managed to come out with the win tonight, and things are looking up for the pair while the same can’t be said for their opponents!
Jake Mercer: Holly watched at ringside while Mia was pinned before starting to make her way back towards the ramp; Mia is just now starting to return to consciousness, and she looks around before putting the pieces together as to what happened!
(A glare starts to appear in Mia’s eyes before she suddenly rolls out of the ring and begins sprinting towards Holly Arrow!)
Stew-O: OH! IT’S NOT OVER HERE! MIA SANTORO LOOKING FOR REVENGE AGAINST HOLLY ARROW AS SHE AMBUSHES HER FROM BEHIND AS HOLLY WAS ON THE RAMP!
Flannery McCoy: TENSIONS HAVE BOILED OVER HERE AS THE TWO OF THEM HAVE BEGUN BRAWLING RIGHT ON THE RAMP! HOLLY ARROW HAS BEGUN FIGHTING BACK AND THEY ARE BOTH FED UP WITH HAVING TO DEAL WITH EACH OTHER!
Jake Mercer: DESPITE THE DAMAGE SUSTAINED IN THE MATCH, THE SHEER DISDAIN FUELS THEM AS THEY THROW STRIKE AFTER STRIKE, AND NOW THE SECURITY GUARDS IN EAW ARE RUSHING OUT TO BREAK THEM APART!
Stew-O: BUT MIA SANTORO BURSTS OUT FROM THE CLUTCHES OF THE GUARDS, RUSHING FORWARD TO STRIKE HOLLY ARROW ACROSS THE FACE WITH AN ELBOW SMASH!
Flannery McCoy: HOLLY ARROW REACHES HER ARMS OUT AND GRABS MIA BY THE HAIR, YANKING HER IN FOR A HEADBUTT!
Jake Mercer: MORE GUARDS COME OUT AND FORCEFULLY SEPARATE THEM, NOT ALLOWING THEM TO GET ANY CLOSER TO EACH OTHER!
Stew-O: THEY’RE BOTH CHOMPING AT THE BIT, TRYING TO GET ONE LAST STRIKE IN AT EACH OTHER, BUT THEY’RE BEING PULLED APART! THIS IS UTTER CHAOS!
(The video feed lingers on the madness as Holly and Mia continue yelling insults at each other, flailing as they try to continue the brawl, but gradually get forced backstage by security; slowly, the feed fades to black.)
(A commercial plays for Viking Cruises, featuring the entire EAW roster holding the cruise hostage and forcing them to take them to Washington D.C. because flying is canceled in 2025 for the foreseeable future.)
(As Dynasty returns from break, the fans can hear ‘Dragonborn’ by Jeremy Soule on the verge of faintly fading out as Brian Daniels stands near the commentary table, his arms folded. He paces back and forth, awaiting Vincent Mondrian’s arrival to the ring.)
Jake Mercer: Joining us at ringside for tonight’s match, take a good look at the legendary Brian Daniels! Later tonight he’s got a match against Hans Grayson in our main event, but he wants to watch his opponent at Operation: Doomsday–Vincent Mondrian–before then.
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Lacrimosa [EPIC REMIX]’ by Samuel Kim plays next and Vincent Mondrian slowly makes his way out from the back, he walks down the ramp at his own pace. He slowly walks up the steps and enters the ring, spinning and throwing his fist over the top rope.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, from Laren, Netherlands, weighing in at 205 pounds, VVIIINNNCCEEENNNTTT! MOONNNDDDRRRIIIIAAAANNNNN!!!!
Stew-O: Things haven’t quite been up for Vincent Mondrian these past couple of months, but he has made a personal effort to turn his misfortunes around and last week he laid down the challenge to Brian Daniels for a match at Operation: Doomsday.
Jake Mercer: It was accepted and it brings us to our match tonight. If Mondrian is able to defeat Chris Elite tonight then Brian Daniels, he could certainly turn his career right back around in an instant.
Flannery McCoy: We know that Mondrian wants to be champion again. Does he have the focus to do so? That’s yet to be known, but he absolutely has the talents for it.
(That fades out as ‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke begins playing and Chris Elite claps his hands, making his way out from the back, hyped up. He makes his way down the ramp, running into the ring. Elite climbs the middle rope and opens his arms out, embracing the mixed cheers and boos from the crowd.)
Stephie Love: His opponent, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 210 pounds, he is “GAWD GIVEN GREATNESS” CHRRIIISSS! ELLLLIITTTEEEE!!
Jake Mercer: On the other hand, this is a must-win for both men! After losing at King Of Elite and losing to Rex McAllister a couple of weeks ago on Dynasty, Chris Elite really needs to get back on track. He’s had many ups and downs here on Dynasty, but picking up the win against a man who was just Interwire Champion would get him back to where he needs to be.
Flannery McCoy: No doubt about that whatsoever. Chris Elite is another guy where everybody recognizes how good he is. Mondrian may have a destination to Operation: Doomsday against Brian Daniels, but if you know Chris Elite? He would have tons of fun playing spoiler tonight.
Stew-O: Elite looks very focused. There’s a chance to turn some misfortunes around and he’s not going to lose track of that. Even though Brian Daniels is watching, I advise Mondrian bring his absolute A-game.
(DING DING DING!)
Jake Mercer: As we get going, Vincent Mondrian can’t help but side-eye Brian Daniels outside the ring. If he wants to win this match though, he’s going to have to focus on Chris Elite, Hall Of Famer and former World Champion. This could be one of the biggest wins of Vincent’s career, just like Operation: Doomsday could be. It’s all up to his mentality though!
Flannery McCoy: Clearly his head isn’t in the game! Chris charges forward, swiftly ducking underneath Vincent and hoisting him up in gutwrench position and slamming him onto the canvas! Beautiful amateur wrestling takedown, and Chris helicopters around his body into a front facelock! Clearly he’s got something to prove himself as he intends on outgrappling Vincent in front of one of the best grapplers in EAW history!
Stew-O: Vincent plants his hands on the canvas, trying to rise to his feet. Vincent is just relying on brute force here, not believing in Chris’s ability, and he gets brought right down to the canvas! Vincent grits his teeth as that front facelock is in tight. If Chris is able to maneuver that arm under the throat of Vincent, he could easily transition into a guillotine choke and this match would be over quicker than it started.
Flannery McCoy: There’s a lot of precision and focus from Mondrian to not let that happen, though. He places his hands onto the wrist of Elite and he spins out, tripping him onto his face! Chris faceplants and now Vincent has a hammerlock locked in tight. Chris reaches for the ropes, gritting his teeth. Vincent doesn’t care, pressing his arm down against the back of Vincent. He bangs his fist on the canvas, digging his fingers into the canvas. He wants to get to the ropes, but Vincent continues to crank on that hammerlock.
Stew-O: Chris slowly begins to work his way up, much to Vincent’s dismay. Vincent transitions to a wristlock, but that’s enough for Chris to run forward to the ropes! He places a hand on the top rope and uses it to catapult himself up! He back springs of the ropes and rolls into an armdrag! Vincent releases it and Chris floats over into a kneeling armbar! Not the start that Mondrian was expecting!
Jake Mercer: You look over to our left, Brian Daniels is far from pleased at what he’s watching right now. Vincent kneels up, trying to rise to his feet. Chris spins around, for a waistlock. Vincent performs a standing switch and runs him forward for an O’Connor Roll, nope! Chris holds onto the ropes and Vincent backrolls to his feet. He charges in and Chris pulls the ropes down! Vincent spilling to the floor!
Flannery McCoy: Elite is up to his feet and he hits off the ropes without hesitation! SUICIDE DIVE FROM ELITE TAKES VINCENT DOWN TO THE GROUND! HE’S OUT OF IT! Chris rises to his feet and he’s already picked up an exceptionally hot start going forward in this match! He drags Vincent up and throws him into the ring! Chris hops onto the apron, calling for Vincent to rise to his feet! Vincent staggers up and Chris springboards to the top rope!
Stew-O: SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE TAKES MONDRIAN DOWN! Elite is on fire right now! He throws his arms up, hyped! He turns around, waiting for Vincent to rise to his feet. Mondrian staggers into the corner and Chris leaps for a corner splash, but Vincent catches him! He turns him and places him onto the top rope. Chris tries to get free, but Vincent takes the top rope to catapult him up to his level with an enzuigiri to the side of the head!
Jake Mercer: And despite his attempts to hold on–Elite falls off the top rope and goes crashing to the apron! He falls straight to the floor! Just like that, the momentum of this match has shifted in favor of Vincent. He rolls out of the ring and gets into Brian Daniels face. Not sure if that’s what you want to be doing when you haven’t had control of this match so far.
Vincent Mondrian: (off-mic) If you’re not careful… that could end up being you.
Brian Daniels: (off-mic) How about you just focus on your match, huh? I’m just here to be a spectator. Unless that’s more than you can handle.
Vincent Mondrian: (off-mic) I’ve got it covered. Don’t set yourself up for embarrassment.
Flannery McCoy: Vincent turns back to Chris who is still out. He drags him up and takes him by the head. He hoists him up, for a GOURDBUSTER right on the apron! Elite holds his ribs, crying out in agony! Vincent shoves him into the ring and he slides in after him. He drags Chris up and holds him by the head, battering him with repeated forearms to the side of the head. Chris falls into the turnbuckles, and Vincent chops him!
Jake Mercer: He takes the wrist of Elite and sends him across the ring with a heavy irish whip! Chris bounces off the turnbuckles hard, holding his chest. Vincent wraps his arm around the back of his head and he lifts him up high for a back suplex right in the center of the ring! Chris’s head eats the canvas and Vincent isn’t done just yet!
Stew-O: Vincent rises, dragging Chris up. He takes him by the head and and lifts him up for a brainbuster—no! Chris floats over! He turns Vincent around but Vincent nails him with a forearm! This turns Elite, but he leaps up in the air to nail him with HEAD SHOT! That overhead kick—remnsicent of Pele puts Vincent right down onto the ground. Elite kneels up and the momentum is right back on his side!
Flannery McCoy: Elite rises to his feet and he steps out to the apron. He makes his way towards the turnbuckles. And as he begins to climb, Vincent rolls over, slowly rising. Elite looks down at him, shaking his head. He perches all the way up to the top rope and HE FLIES OFF THE TOP WITH A CROSSBODY TO VINCENT!
Jake Mercer: He brings him down—but wait just a minute! Mondrian catches Elite and rolls through with him! Mondrian marches to the center of the ring and propels him up in the air, deadlift him up in the air for a backbreaker! He rolls Elite to his feet and wraps his arm around the throat in an inverted headlock, and he drops into an inverted headlock backbreaker! That did some damage to him, and he drops back for the cover!
OOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO—
Stew-O: Kick out by Elite! Vincent runs his hands through his hair. Brian Daniels still watching intently, paying close attention to how Vincent reacts in the face of adversity. He rises to his feet and drags Elite up to his feet. He scoops him up to his side and tries for a pendulum backbreaker, but Elite flips out of it to his feet!
Jake Mercer: Mondrian looks up in shock and ELITE BRINGS HIM DOWN WITH A DISCUS LARIAT! Elite yells out! And this time he sees an opening! He steps out to the apron and takes the ropes. Elite springboards up! AND HE BRINGS HIM DOWN WITH A SPRINGBOARD SWANTON BOMB! Mondrian holds his ribs in agony!
Flannery McCoy: I don’t think that’s good enough for Elite, though! Chris drags Mondrian up and he spins behind him, holding him in a hammerlock. Chris turns and hooks the head, placing the leg behind him as he tries for FACE VALUE, the HAMMERLOCK DDT– but Vincent frees his head and spins free! He hooks the waist, tossing him onto the back of his head with a german suplex! Vincent holds on, rolling through for a SECOND german suplex!
Stew-O: And the two roll back up to their feet. It seems that Vincent has a third on his mind, no! He spins Elite around and takes him by the head, lifting him up! VERTICAL SUPLEX RIGHT in the center of the ring! That was a beautiful combination of movies from Mondrian, but he doesn’t go for the cover. Instead he pulls him up to his feet.
Jake Mercer: A forearm smash from Mondrian, and Elite falls to a kneel. Mondrian boots him across the side of the head and Chris tries to remain up. Vincent nails him with another forearm, smirking at Elite. Elite claws at his singlet, and Vincent leans him up. AND HE SLAPS HIM! Vincent staggers, and Mondrian takes him by the jaw. ANOTHER SLAP– ELITE BLOCKS IT! AND HE SLAPS HIM BACK HIMSELF!
Stew-O: Vincent swings a wild right, but Elite meets him with ‘SNOOZE!’ A VICIOUS UPPERCUT, THROWN WITH ALL OF HIS POWER! VINCENT GOES DOWN, AND ELITE FALLS TO HIS KNEES WITH HIM! Mondrian may indeed be snoozing right now! Chris crawls to the ropes and uses them to rise. He takes the ropes and leaps all the way up to the top rope! Chris turns himself up top and points down to Mondrian! ELITE FLIES OFF THE TOP ROPE FOR A FROG SPLASH!!!
Flannery McCoy: I THINK VINCENT CAME TO LIFE AT THE LAST SECOND—AND THROWS THOSE KNEES UP! ELITE’S RIBS CRASH INTO THE KNEES OF RIBS OF MONDRIAN AND HE BOUNCES OFF, HOLDING HIS RIBS IN AGONY! Vincent holds at his legs, wincing! That didn’t seem very good for him either! Vincent slowly rises up to his feet!
Jake Mercer: He has an opportunity to take advantage from here! He pulls Chris up and takes the head. Vincent scoops Chris up vertically and spins into a FALCON ARROW! Vincent isn’t done there as he rolls through, SUPLEX TOSSING HIM OUTWARDS TO NAIL ‘HELL’S PARADISE!” Elite is out of it! Vincent crawls over, hooking the legs for the pinfall! Vincent wants the win desperately!
OOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
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Stew-O: KICK OUT FROM ELITE! Mondrian sits up, slapping the mat! That has to weigh down on him! That could’ve been the end of the match right there but defeat is clearly not on the mind of Chris Elite right now! Vincent slowly rises, breathing heavily. He turns over, staring at Brian Daniels outside the ring. Vincent points at him.
Vincent Mondrian: (off-mic) Get a good look. I’m putting him down like I’m going to put you down.
Brian Daniels: (off-mic) I’d like to see you live up to that!
Jake Mercer: Vincent turns back to Chris, BUT THIS TIME! HE COMES BACK TO LIFE! ELITE BRINGS VINCENT DOWN WITH AN INSIDE CRADLE OUT OF NOWHERE! PINNING THE SHOULDERS DOWN TO THE CANVAS! VINCENT FLAILS DESPERATELY!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
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Flannery McCoy: MONDRIAN NARROWLY KICKS OUT! Both men rise and Vincent swings for Chris! He ducks under and hits off the ropes, bringing him down with a clothesline! Chris bounces off the ropes, taking him down with another! Vincent rises to his feet and Elite hops up, dropping him with a dropkick! Elite is up to his feet and he’s fired the hell up!
Stew-O: Vincent rolls over against the ropes. Elite takes the wrist for an irish whip, but Mondrian reverses it with one of his own! He tries for a back body drop, but Elite floats over with a sunset flip! Mondrian rolls through to his knees, but Elite is up to his feet as well and he takes him down with an enzuigiri! Mondrian holds his head, rolling away.
Jake Mercer: Chris kips up and he calls for Vincent to rise to his feet! Vincent slowly turns, and CHRIS SCOOPS HIM UP AND PLANTS HIM WITH A SPINEBUSTER IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! Chris rises to his feet, standing at his head. He throws his arms out, and calls for the crowd! Chris hits off the ropes, leaping over Vincent! He spins around, twirling for what may be the elbow—
Flannery McCoy: NOPE! THE PEOPLE’S MOONSAULT INSTEAD! BEAUTIFUL! Vincent holds his ribs, kicking his legs on the canvas in pain. Chris paces around the ring, slapping his chest. Vincent has no idea where he’s at, but Elite has his eyes locked on him! Mondrian slowly rises up to his feet…
Stew-O: AND ELITE RUNS FORWARD! ‘OPP SPOTTER!’ THE FLYING HEADBUTT BRINGS MONDRIAN DOWN TO THE GROUND! VINCENT IS KNOCKED OUT COLD AND CHRIS FLOATS OVER, HOOKING THE LEGS FOR THE COVER!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
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TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: KICK OUT FROM MONDRIAN! A close call right there as well! Chris sits up, shaking his head. Neither of these men want to give up just yet, but surely, something has gotta give. Vincent rolls onto his back, holding his head. Chris slowly rises, dragging him up.
Flannery McCoy: Only for Vincent to crumble right back down. Chris looks at Mondrian, shaking his head. Vincent falls back, holding his forehead. I think that headbutt got him bad. The referee makes way to check on Vincent. Chris marches forward to lift him up, but Vincent drives both of his fists into the throat of Elite! Elite falls back, and Mondrian takes the wrist and yanks him into a NASTY LARIAT!
Stew-O: That put Elite out cold! Vincent drags him up and jams his head into his thighs. He hoists him up and plants him with a POWERBOMB BACKBREAKER! What the hell?! That was brutal! Vincent is pulling out all of the stops to win this match tonight and understandably so! Chris lies there, clutching at his back. Vincent slowly pulls himself up, pulling him to his feet again.
Flannery McCoy: Chris is fighting through the pain, shoving Vincent back! He holds his back and starts throwing punches with one hand! BUT VINCENT CATCHES HIS FIST! He pulls the fingers back–’PORTRAIT OF PAIN!’ HE JUST SNAPPED HIS FINGERS! Elite falls back, crying out in agony! Vincent takes him by the head and throws him into the turnbuckles!
Jake Mercer: Wasting no time, Vincent runs across the ring and hits off the turnbuckles! HE CHARGES IN! ‘GALICK GUN!’ WAIT! ELITE PULLS THE ROPES AT THE LAST SECOND! AND VINCENT FALLS TO THE OUTSIDE! He hits the ground hard, right in front of our table where Brian Daniels is watching! Elite takes the ropes and he springboards up in the air! DIVING CROSSBODY–
Stew-O: VINCENT CATCHES ELITE OUT OF THE AIR! AND HE THROWS HIM INTO THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! Elite bounces off, holding his ribs in agony! AND VINCENT SCOOPS HIM UP! OLYMPIC SLAM INTO THE RING POST! ELITE HITS THE GROUND HARD! OH MY GOD!
Flannery McCoy: Ridiculous impact! And Elite is out of it, no doubt about it! Vincent slowly turns around to Brian Daniels once again… And I know Mondrian must be feeling confident right now, but why does he continue to go after him!
Jake Mercer: Mondrian gets in Brian’s face, and he lightly shoves him! Woah! Are we about to have a fight break out right here, right now?!
Vincent Mondrian: (off-mic) What is on your mind right now? A little scared, knowing that I could take your legacy and destroy it like I’m doing to Chris Elite right now?
(Brian Daniels looks down at where Mondrian shoved him and he chuckles. He doesn’t say anything though and Mondrian notes his response, smirking.)
Vincent Mondrian: (off-mic) That’s what I thought.
Stew-O: Wow. Brian Daniels shows no resistance. Mondrian makes his way back over to Chris Elite and he drags him up. He throws him into the ring and is about to make his way into the ring–
(But Brian Daniels pulls him back, getting in his face! Mondrian is caught completely off guard by that)
Vincent Mondrian: (off-mic) Wh–what now?!
Brian Daniels: (off-mic) You wanna know what’s on my mind right now, kid? Your lack of focus. Your lack of discipline. All you’ve been doing this entire time is focusing on me when you have had EVERY chance to beat him.
Vincent Mondrian: (off-mic) I AM going to beat him.
Brian Daniels: (off-mic) Go do it, then.
Jake Mercer: That’s all Vincent needed to hear, clearly! He slides into the ring, marching towards Elite to pull him up for the VAN GOGH ASCENDANCY—ELITE BREAKS FREE! HE HOOKS THE ARMS OF MONDRIAN AND HE BRINGS HIM DOWN WITH A BACKSLIDE, PINNING THE SHOULDERS TO THE CANVAS!!!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
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TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER OF THIS MATCH, CHHHRRRIIIISSS EEELLLLLIITTTTTTEEEEEEEE!!!
(Chris immediately rolls out of the ring, shocked that he got away with the win after being hurt badly towards the end! The referee rolls out with Elite, raising his arm up! Vincent sits up in shock. He can’t believe his eyes, and he rises, FUMING. Brian Daniels watches him outside the ring and laughs. He was right after all.)
Stew-O: THAT’S IT! IT’S OVER! CHRIS ELITE STEALS THE VICTORY! MONDRIAN WAS JUST TOO LATE TO KICK OUT! HIS FOCUS WASN’T THERE AND HE ENDED UP BEING SUSCEPTIBLE TO THE BACKSLIDE!
Flannery McCoy: The only person who Vincent Mondrian has to blame is himself! He had Chris Elite dead to rights and he let that match slip out of his hands!
Jake Mercer: Certainly a shame! That was a great match and I know it would’ve been even better if Vincent had just focused a little more, but he was unable to do so and paid for it!
(Vincent yells out at Brian, but he pays him no mind. He leaves, and Vincent, frustrated as can be, argues with the referee. However, Chris takes off and shrugs, leaving victorious as Dynasty fades elsewhere.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns to show a backstage shot of the Capital One Arena as Michael Belfort is seen standing by. The Dynasty backstage correspondent is not in his usual interview area; instead, he is standing in front of a door leading to a locker room with a smile as he begins to speak.)
Michael Belfort: Welcome back to Friday Night Dynasty and what a show it has been! Our first exclusive Marquee Event of the year Operation: Doomsday is getting closer and closer, and following the announcement of the participants in the Iron Survivor match this year being confirmed, I’m hoping to get a word with one of the participants that were named by Kensingten Calhoun-Astor and Richard Grant to kick off the show. As you may remember, last week I wasn’t able to get a word with him, but behind this door, I have been told for the very first time since his loss at King of Elite, Drake King is present at the arena. Let’s see if we can get anything out of him here tonight.
(Michael turns over and knocks on the door, taking a moment to wait for a response. After some time, the door slowly begins to open…)
Olivia Kennedy: Hello?
Michael Belfort: :francis:
Olivia Kennedy: I presume that you’re here to talk with Drake King?
Michael Belfort: Yes, is he here tonight or do I have to speak to his attorney?
Olivia Kennedy: He is, but…
Michael Belfort: But…
Olivia Kennedy: Drake King is not taking any questions today.
Michael Belfort: That’s absurd. If that’s the case then why is he here?
Olivia Kennedy: He was summoned to the arena by Kensingten Calhoun-Astor and Richard Grant, he will not be speaking to anyone but them.
Michael Belfort: Okay there’s got to be something that you can give me on his condition. We haven’t seen him in weeks and now he’s booked for Operation: Doomsday. Do we even know if he’s going to be able to show up to the Iron Survivor match?
Olivia Kennedy: I told you last week that Drake King is okay. He will be competing at Operation: Doomsday, what do you not understand about him not taking questions tonight? Because to me, that seems pretty clear.
Michael Belfort: But there has to possibly be some new developments that you can update me on. You can’t keep tightlipped on this forever.
Olivia Kennedy: I will say that the past couple of weeks have not been easy on Drake. We know the deep-seated grudge that he has had with Minerva, and that loss would’ve been a blow to anyone. But I can say that he has recovered and is ready for Operation: Doomsday. Even if you do not hear from him tonight, I promise that you will get his thoughts soon.
Michael Belfort: That’s it?
Olivia Kennedy: What?
Michael Belfort: That’s all that you could give me after making me wait a week for a response from Drake. That he’s okay and that he’s moving on now. There has to be a catch.
Olivia Kennedy: What sort of catch could there possibly be?
Michael Belfort: Why do I have to be the one to get answers through his attorney, if he was as okay as you said he was then he would’ve told me himself. I apologize if I come off as an inconvenience toward your work but with such a polarizing figure like Drake King the world deserves to know his status. I don’t believe you.
Olivia Kennedy: This is absurd, you don’t deserve my time. I don’t need to explain my client’s status to you. I’m giving you an update out of the goodwill of my heart knowing that I do not need to. What matters is the fact that you will hear from him in due time and while that may not be tonight, that is something that you’re going to have to respect because there’s absolutely nothing that you can do about it.
Michael Belfort: Is he even in there right now?
Olivia Kennedy: Yes, and you do not need to pry.
Michael Belfort: Not a problem to me.
(Michael slowly shuffles his way into the room as Olivia immediately steps in front of him and tries to stop him, but it’s too late as he’s able to catch a glance inside and see… that Drake King is indeed there.)
Olivia Kennedy: …
(Drake is seen sitting on his phone in front of one of the lockers, looking surprisingly normal despite everything that has happened since King of Elite, even maybe having a small smile on his face. The response that Michael has is one of confusion, expecting Drake in some sort of deteriorated mental state judging by everything that he had gathered up to this point. Seeing the commotion, Drake looks up from his phone and sees the two of them.)
Drake King: Hello.
Michael Belfort: Well finally. Drake do you have some time for a few words-
???: THERE YOU ARE!
(Michael is startled by the abrupt sound as he’s shoved backward. Moving into the picture are Kensingten Calhoun-Astor and Richard Grant as they’re both seen shuffling into the room. Both of them look visibly tired as they catch their breath for a moment.)
Richard Grant: We’ve been looking everywhere for you, we were hoping that we could have our conversation now.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: On behalf of all of us here on Dynasty it’s truly nice to have you back Drake, but we have some things that we need to sort out first. If you don’t mind, of course, Olivia.
(Olivia nods her head as she steps out of the picture, Drake looking at the two of them, stands up from where he’s seated and puts his phone away.)
Drake King: Okay.
Richard Grant: Come on now, we have a lot of business to discuss.
Drake King: …
(Drake doesn’t say anything for a moment before giving a small smile.)
Drake King: Okay.
(Richard and Kensingten both make their way out of the scene as Drake casually follows along. The camera gets a good shot of Michael as he’s finally pieced together the puzzle in his mind.)
Michael Belfort: … Oh dear. Well, there you have it. An update on Drake King, back to you guys.
(The last shot seen is an exhausted Michael making his way out from the locker room as Friday Night Dynasty then begins to fade elsewhere.)
(‘Rise and Fall’ by Starset begins to play through the speakers. The crowd gives a nice pop for Corey Hale, who comes out looking as cool as a cucumber. He surveys the crowd for a moment, enjoying the view.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING IS A TAG TEAM MATCH AND IT’S SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!!!
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM PHOENIX, ARIZONA…WEIGHING IN AT 200 POUNDS… HE IS ‘THE CELESTIAL WANDERER’…COREY HALE!!!!!!
Stew-O: Corey Hale has had a past couple of months of highs and lows. We were there when he took the likes of BRAE to the limit for the New Breed Championship. We were there when he did the same thing to Jay Jerry Johnson for the Interwire Championship. Despite the wonderful performances, he fell short of winning both of those championships. Normally, it would be a bit discouraging to most.
Flannery McCoy: It would. But, Corey Hale considers them as a learning experience. A way to evolve – one of his primary goals in Elite Answers Wrestling. Since King of Elite, he’s had a tough time bouncing back. He had the opportunity to do that against Mia Santoro, but fell short there. Now, he admits that he was disappointed, but he’s determined to find his way back to championship gold.
Jake Mercer: Corey Hale has a ton of potential. That’s the thing on the Dynasty brand. There’s quite a few Elitists who are in his position that have a ton of potential. His partner is one of those Elitists.
(‘RUNITUP’ by Tyler the Creator featuring Teezo Touchdown replaces ‘Rise and Fall’ as the crowd’s positive reaction goes negative as Cosmo Goldworthy makes his way down the ramp where Corey Hale is standing. Cosmo looks like a goddamn star with all the flashiness and swagger, opposite to the feeling that Corey is giving – despite being a star in his own right.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING HIS PARTNER…FROM SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA…WEIGHING IN AT 220 POUNDS… HE IS COSMO ‘MO MONEY’ GOLDWORTHY!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Cosmo Goldworthy looking like a million bucks out here! Last week, he fell short in defeating Holly Arrow. Now, if there is something that the two of them have in common, it’s using their losses as learning experience. But, is this enough common ground to have these two communicate and put their differences aside to defeat some former Unified Tag Team Champions?
Flannery McCoy: Before that, he did defeat Clayton Golde and Vincent Mondrian in a triple threat match, but he managed to point out how Vincent is going to be getting a match against a legend and Hall of Famer, Brian Daniels. He mentions how Clayton is going to be fighting for the Interwire Championship. Despite winning the match, it seems like the two other men who lost the match are in better positions than him.
Jake Mercer: Now, Cosmo Goldworthy has the opportunity to defeat former Unified Tag Team Champions. A victory over Rex McAllister and Raven Roberts, some of the most decorated Elitists in this company, would be spectacular for him and Corey Hale! I’m excited for the possibility of that happening. But, can these two be on the same page long enough to make all of that happen?
(‘I2I’ by Magnolia Park begins to blare through the speakers. The crowd rises to their feet as Fire & Ice – Rex McAllister and Raven Roberts come out from the back. The two of them more than hyped up as they surveyed the crowd for themselves. Both of them wear smiles on their faces.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING THEIR OPPONENTS… THE TEAM OF ‘THE LIONHEART’… REX MCALLISTER AND ‘THE BIRD OF PREY’…RAVEN ROBERTS …THEY ARE FIRE & ICE!!!!!
Stew-O: Last week on Dynasty, Raven Roberts would take on Daniella Atlas one-on-one! It seemed like Raven was on her way of winning the match! But, that seemed to be ruined by Saori Aizen, who would show up and catch Raven off guard! This allowed for Daniella to pick up the victory here!
Flannery McCoy: Saori Aizen had an interaction with Daniella Atlas, who had become a thorn in the side of Fire & Ice. Rex and Raven issued a challenge. That’s if Daniella manages to find herself a tag team partner.
Jake Mercer: Daniella Atlas has created some enemies this season, so it should be interesting to see if anyone takes the initiative to be her tag team partner against Fire & Ice! For right now, let’s get this tag team match underway!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: We’re starting things off with Rex McAllister and Corey Hale! The two circle around as they have their hands up in a fighting stance! The two of them are looking for the right opening to lock up! AND…THEY GO FOR THE LOCK UP! BUT, COREY GOES FOR A WAISTLOCK ON THE HALL OF FAMER! BUT, REX MANAGES TO GET BEHIND COREY AND GO FOR A WAISTLOCK OF HIS OWN! BUT, COREY GETS BEHIND REX AND APPLIES THE WAISTLOCK ONCE MORE! BUT, REX MANAGES TO GET BEHIND COREY ONCE MORE BEFORE TAKING THAT WAISTLOCK AND CONNECTING WITH A MAT SLAM! Then, he gets Corey into a front headlock as Rex picks up Corey and connects with a couple of knees to the abdomen of Corey!
Flannery McCoy: Rex McAllister goes back to the ropes and rebounds off of them! He looks for a knee to the temple of Corey Hale! But, Corey manages to twist himself around before connecting with a running forearm as that causes the former World Champion to stumble back! But, Rex goes right after Corey, looking to connect with a forearm of his own! But, Corey manages to scoop up Rex and connect with an atomic drop as Rex falls forward! Then, Corey waits for Rex to get to his knees before taking him back with a thrust kick as Rex falls to his back! Corey goes for the cover!
OOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
Jake Mercer: Rex McAllister with a kick out! Corey Hale manages to grab Rex by the nape of his neck before grabbing him by the arm and whipping him to his corner where Cosmo Goldworthy is waiting for his opportunity to take part in this match!
Referee: (off-mic) TAG!
Stew-O: Cosmo Goldworthy is the legal Elitist in this match! He manages to get himself on the top turnbuckle as Corey Hale connects with a back suplex! Then, Cosmo follows that up with a frog splash that squashes Rex McAllister! Cosmo with the cover!
OOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
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Flannery McCoy: Rex McAllister with a kick out! Cosmo Goldworthy manages to pick up Rex by the arm and whips him to the set of ropes diagonally from him! Rex goes slamming back against those ropes as Cosmo charges right after the Hall of Famer! He connects with a running uppercut as that sends Rex forward! Cosmo picks him up with a pendulum backbreaker as that takes him down! Cosmo picks up Rex by the nape of his neck before pulling him in a front headlock! Cosmo follows that up with a swinging neckbreaker – BUT REX MANAGES TO TWIST HIMSELF OUT OF THE WAY! HE PULLS COSMO CLOSER TO CONNECT WITH A SNAP DDT! THAT TAKES DOWN THE NEWCOMER!
Jake Mercer: Rex McAllister picks up Cosmo Goldworthy and whips him to the corner where Raven Roberts is standing! REX CHARGES RIGHT AFTER COSMO WITH A YAKUZA KICK AS THAT CAUSES HIM TO STUMBLE FORWARD, BUT REX CONNECTS WITH A HIP TOSS, BRINGING COSMO FORWARD! REX RUNS RIGHT AFTER AND CONNECTS WITH A PENALTY KICK AS THAT SENDS COSMO TO HIS SIDE! Then, he goes over to his corner and tags in Raven into the match!
Referee: (off-mic) TAG!
Stew-O: Raven Roberts enters the ring as Rex McAllister gets Cosmo Goldworthy into a seated position once more! Raven connects with a basement dropkick to the face of Cosmo as that takes him back! Raven goes for a quick cover!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
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Flannery McCoy: Cosmo Goldworthy with a kick out! Raven Roberts sits Cosmo up straight before connecting with a series of shoot kicks to the face of Cosmo! Each of these shoot kicks are as brutal as the last one! Cosmo is having a tough time dodging these kicks! Raven connects with one final shoot kick as that knocks Cosmo to his back! Raven begins to back to the ropes before rebounding off of them, doing a handspring and going down with a leg drop on Cosmo! Raven manages to pick up Cosmo before pushing him into the vertical set of ropes! COSMO GOES RIGHT AFTER ‘THE BIRD OF PREY’ – ‘READY TO DIE!’ HIS VARIATION OF THE TORNADO KICK! THAT CAUSES RAVEN TO STUMBLE TO A KNEE! COSMO LOOKS TO ADD ONTO ALL OF THAT BY CONNECTING WITH A SPRINGBOARD CUTTER AS THAT MANAGES TO TAKE RAVEN DOWN!
(Cosmo Goldworthy is feeling quite cocky at the moment. He looks back at Rex McAllister, delivering his own form of trash-talking before resuming his punishment on Raven Roberts.)
Jake Mercer: Cosmo Goldworthy is feeling good at the moment! He begins to pick up Raven Roberts by her hair! He connects with a knee to the gut of Raven as he pulls her into a front headlock! He manages to take her back with a snap suplex! Raven manages to get herself into a seated position! But, Cosmo manages to apply a chinlock on Raven! Cosmo is looking right at Rex McAllister, who is trying to root for his wife to get back into this match! Cosmo begins to taunt Rex!
(Rex McAllister begins to stomp on the apron. Before you know it, the EAW Universe begins to stomp and clap along with him. That seems to send some energy into Raven Roberts to find her way out of the situation. Raven begins to find the strength to get back to her feet before she proceeds to elbow the gut of Cosmo Goldworthy.)
Stew-O: Raven Roberts connects with a couple of stiff elbows as she manages to break herself free! She creates a bit of space between her and Cosmo Goldworthy! Raven charges forward, looking to connect with the clothesline, BUT COSMO DUCKS THE CLOTHESLINE! INSTEAD, HE CONNECTS WITH A BACKSLIDE PIN ON THE FORMER UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION! IS HE GOING TO STEAL THE VICTORY FOR HIS TEAM?!?!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO! RAVEN ROBERTS MANAGES TO ROLL HERSELF TO HER KNEES! BUT, SHE HAS POSSESSION OF COSMO GOLDWORTHY’S ARM! SHE MANAGES TO PICK HIM UP BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A COUPLE OF SHORT-ARMED CLOTHESLINES! THEN, SHE PICKS HIM UP ONCE MORE BEFORE SENDING HIM FORWARD WITH A JUDO THROW! Cosmo gets himself into a seated position before Raven connects with a handspring into a dropkick to the face! Raven goes back to her corner as she –
Referee: (off-mic) TAG!
Jake Mercer: Rex McAllister makes his second appearance in this match up! Rex gets into one knee as Raven Roberts gets Cosmo Goldworthy and connects with a bulldog, sending Cosmo face-first into Rex’s knee! They like to call that ‘Frostbite!’ Rex picks up Cosmo and connects with a cradle backbreaker as he goes for the cover!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
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Stew-O: Cosmo Goldworthy with a kick out! Then, Rex McAllister manages to pick up Cosmo and connect with an olympic slam as that sends him flying across the ring! Cosmo begins to back away to one of the corners! Rex sees that as he charges over the newcomer and nails him with a running lariat at the corner! That sends Cosmo staggering forward as Rex follows that with a teardrop suplex! Cosmo is being thrown all around! I think that he might be looking to tag in Corey Hale back into this match up! BUT BEFORE COSMO CAN DO THAT, REX MANAGES TO PICK UP COSMO AND GET HIM IN A FIREMAN’S CARRY POSITION! COSMO REACHES HIS ARM OUT, LOOKING FOR THE TAG! BUT, IT SEEMS LIKE HE’S QUITE NOT THERE!
Referee: (off-mic) TAG!
Flannery McCoy: It seems like Cosmo Goldworthy was able to extend his hand to Corey Hale and tag Corey into the match! But, I don’t think that Rex McAllister realizes that! Corey finds himself on the top turnbuckle as Rex turns to face Corey! COREY FLIES FROM THE TURNBUCKLE AS HE MANAGES TO NAIL REX WITH A MISSILE DROPKICK TO THE FACE! REX FALLS BACK! BUT, LOOK AT THIS, STEW AND JAKE! COSMO MANAGES TO FALL ON TOP OF REX, CONNECTING WITH SOME SORT OF BODY SPLASH IN THE PROCESS! Cosmo rolls himself out of the way before Corey manages to get Rex into a front headlock and connect with a backbreaker as Rex falls on Corey’s knee! Then, Corey connects with a reverse STO as he manages to go for a pin fall attempt on the former EAW Champion!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
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Jake Mercer: Rex McAllister with a kick out! Corey Hale gets to his feet before nailing Rex with a superkick that causes the former World Heavyweight Champion to stagger back! THEN, COREY CHARGES RIGHT AFTER REX BEFORE DELIVERING A CLOTHESLINE THAT SENDS HIM OVER THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! BUT, REX MANAGES TO GRAB ONTO THE ROPE! HE LANDS ON THE APRON IN THE PROCESS AS COREY RUNS RIGHT AFTER REX! BUT, REX CONNECTS WITH A FOREARM! NO, COREY MANAGES TO DUCK THE FOREARM! INSTEAD, IT’S COREY THAT CONNECTS WITH A PELE KICK AS THAT SENDS THE HALL OF FAMER OFF THE APRON! BUT, COREY IS NOT WASTING ANY TIME HERE! HE BEGINS TO BACK AWAY TO THE HORIZONTAL SET OF ROPES –
Stew-O: BUT, RAVEN ROBERTS MANAGES TO STEP BACK INSIDE THE RING AS SHE LOOKS TO STOP COREY HALE IN HIS TRACKS! RAVEN LOOKS TO CATCH COREY BY SURPRISE WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK ‘THE FACELIFT!’
Flannery McCoy: NO! COSMO GOLDWORTHY STEPS BACK INSIDE THE RING! HE GOES RIGHT AFTER RAVEN ROBERTS AND CONNECTS WITH A ‘READY TO DIE’ AS THAT TAKES THE FORMER UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION DOWN! THIS ALLOWS COREY HALE WITH THE OPEN WINDOW TO LAUNCH HIMSELF THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE AND CONNECT WITH A FOSBURY FLOP AS HE LANDS RIGHT DIRECTLY TO REX MCALLISTER WHO DID HIS BEST TO TRY TO CATCH COREY! BUT, THE MOMENTUM OF THE FOSBURY FLOP WAS WAY TOO MUCH TO HANDLE! COREY MANAGES TO RISE BACK TO HIS FEET! HE’S GETTING A COUPLE OF MIXED REACTIONS TONIGHT! MOSTLY BECAUSE WE KNOW HOW LOVED REX MCALLISTER IS! BUT, COREY LOOKS TO BE REMAINING CALM AS HE MANAGES TO GET REX UP TO HIS FEET, GRABBING HIM BY ONE OF HIS ARMS AND WHIPPING HIM TO THE BARRICADE!
Jake Mercer: COREY HALE RUNS RIGHT AFTER REX MCALLISTER AND CONNECTS WITH A ‘ZENBREAKER’ – A RUNNING SINGLE KNEE FACEBUSTER AS THAT CAUSES REX TO STUMBLE FORWARD! COREY GRABS REX AND FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A FLAPJACK AS REX’S FACE COLLIDES WITH THE EDGE OF THE APRON! COREY ROLLS REX BACK INSIDE THE RING AS COREY HEADS TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! I THINK THAT HE MAY BE LOOKING FOR THAT ‘QUANTUM LEAP,’ STEW AND FLANN!
Stew-O: HOW IN THE HELL??? REX MCALLISTER MANAGES TO CONNECT WITH A CORNER HIGH KNEE AS REX’S KNEE COLLIDES WITH THE SKULL OF COREY HALE! THEN, REX MANAGES TO FOLLOW THAT UP WITH A CRASH THUNDER BOMB! REX GOES FOR THE COVER!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOO–
Flannery McCoy: Cosmo Goldworthy launches himself on top of Rex McAllister, breaking up the count! Cosmo begins to punch the spine of Rex, weakening him in the process! But, Raven Roberts enters the ring as manaes to lift up Cosmo and take him back with a German suplex! But, Cosmo manages to land on his feet! RAVEN TURNS AROUND AS COSMO CHARGES RIGHT AFTER HER AND CONNECTS WITH A HURRICANRANA! BUT, RAVEN MANAGES TO LAND ON HER FEET! COSMO CAN’T SEEM TO BELIEVE WHAT IS GOING ON! RAVEN GOES RIGHT AFTER HIM AND CONNECTS WITH A TILT-A-WHIRL STUNNER! ‘BEAK BREAKER’ CONNECTS AS IT SENDS COSMO BACK! COSMO ROLLS HIMSELF OUT OF THE RING! BUT, RAVEN REBOUNDS OFF THE HORIZONTAL SET OF ROPES BEHIND HER AS –
Jake Mercer: ‘FLYING DESTROYER’ – THE SUICIDE DIVE INTO A CANADIAN DESTROYER AS THAT SENDS COSMO GOLDWORTHY DOWN! RAVEN ROBERTS FINDS HER WAY BACK TO HER FEET AS SHE’S HYPING UP THE CROWD! Meanwhile Rex McAllister and Corey Hale begin to pick themselves up from the mat! Rex connects with a forearm to Corey! But, Corey connects with a forearm to Rex! Rex with a forearm to Corey! Corey with a forearm to Rex! The two Elitists are trading forearms at each other, trying to knock the other back! But, Rex connects with a knee strike as that knocks Corey back into the horizontal set of ropes! Corey rebounds off of them and manages to connect with a jumping DDT as that takes Rex to his back!
Stew-O: COREY HALE TAKES REX MCALLISTER DOWN! HE TURNS AROUND AS RAVEN ROBERTS, FROM THE TOP ROPE, LAUNCHES HERSELF OFF OF IT AND CONNECTS WITH A ‘AERIEL ACE’ – THE SHOOTING STAR KNEE DROP AS THAT CAUSES COREY TO GO DOWN! RAVEN BEGINS TO PULL REX BACK INTO HER CORNER BEFORE TAGGING HERSELF BACK INTO THE MATCH!
Referee: (off-mic) TAG!
Flannery McCoy: RAVEN ROBERTS MAKES HERSELF THE LEGAL ELITIST IN THIS MATCH UP! SHE BEGINS TO STALK COREY HALE UP TO HIS FEET! COREY TURNS HIMSELF AROUND AS – ‘TALON!!!!!!!!!!!!’
Jake Mercer: THAT SINGLE LEG DROPKICK TO COREY HALE! BUT, COREY MANAGES TO STEP TO THE SIDE AT THE LAST MINUTE! RAVEN ROBERTS WASN’T ABLE TO CATCH HERSELF BEFORE SLIDING PAST COREY! COREY MANAGES TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE MISTAKE FROM ‘THE BIRD OF PREY!’ HE PICKS RAVEN UP AND GETS HER INTO AN INVERTED DDT POSITION! ‘AS ABOVE, SO BELOW’ – THE SPINNING HEADLOCK ELBOW DROP! BUT, RAVEN MANAGES TO TWIST HERSELF OUT OF POSITION! SHE HAS COREY BY HIS ARM BEFORE PULLING HIM CLOSER AND CONNECTING WITH A HIP TOSS THAT SENDS HIM FORWARD! BUT, COREY MANAGES TO LAND ON HIS FEET! HE CONNECTS WITH AN OVERHEAD KICK AS THAT SENDS RAVEN BACK TO THE ROPES! THEN, WE SEE COREY CONNECTING WITH A ‘ZENBREAKER!’ THIS CAUSES RAVEN TO STUMBLE FORWARD, BUT COREY MANAGES TO APPLY A CROSS ARMBREAKER ON RAVEN!
Stew-O: COREY HALE LOOKS TO TRANSITION THAT INTO A TRIANGLE CHOKE, BUT REX MCALLISTER FROM THE TOP ROPE! HE CONNECTS WITH A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP FROM THE TOP ROPE AS HE LANDS RIGHT AT COREY’S FACE! THIS CAUSES HIM TO RELEASE THE TRIANGLE CHOKE ON RAVEN ROBERTS! BUT, COSMO GOLDWORTHY REJOINS THIS MATCH! HE MANAGES TO CONNECT WITH A PUMP KICK AS THAT MANAGES TO TAKE REX DOWN! HE’S DEMANDING THAT COREY TAG HIM BACK INTO THIS MATCH! COSMO WANTS BACK IN THIS MATCH! BUT, IT SEEMS LIKE RAVEN IS LOOKING TO TAG IN REX BACK INTO THIS MATCH AS WELL!
Referee: (off-mic) TAG!
Flannery McCoy: Corey Hale manages to tag in Cosmo Goldworthy back into this match! Raven Roberts jumps to tag in Rex McAllister!
Jake Mercer: NO! COSMO GOLDWORTHY MANAGES TO GET RAVEN ROBERTS’ LEG BEFORE SHE COULD SEND HERSELF TO TAG REX MCALLISTER BACK INTO THE MATCH! COSMO PULLS RAVEN AWAY FROM HIM! COSMO PULLS RAVEN BACK AS RAVEN LANDS BACK TO HER FEET! COSMO MANAGES TO GET RAVEN IN A WHEELBARROW POSITION BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A WHEELBARROW SUPLEX! HE HOLDS HER THERE FOR THE COVER!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWW–
Stew-O: Raven Roberts with a kick out! Now, we see Cosmo Goldworthy beginning to get Raven into a front headlock! He hooks her arms and takes her back with a butterfly suplex! He transitions the butterfly suplex into an arm bar – ‘Goldworthy Special!’ BUT, IT SEEMS LIKE THE MOVE WASN’T SECURED TIGHTLY ENOUGH! RAVEN MANAGES TO ROLL HERSELF OVER AND CONNECT WITH A ROLL UP!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO–
Flannery McCoy: NO! COSMO GOLDWORTHY MANAGES TO KICK OUT, BUT HE LOSES GRASP OF THAT ARM THAT HE APPLIED THE ARM BAR ON! RAVEN ROBERTS FINDS HER WAY BACK TO HER FEET COSMO GOLDWORTHY FOLLOWS SHORTLY AFTER! HE JUMPS RIGHT ON TOP OF COSMO WITH A LOU THESZ PRESS! She begins to connect with a series of punches and elbows to the face of ‘Mo Money’ as Cosmo is trying to get himself out of the situation! Somehow, he manages to shove Raven out of the way! But, Raven goes right back at him! Cosmo finds himself back to his feet before Raven connects with a ‘Facelift’ as that takes Cosmo down! Now, we see Raven beginning to back away! This could only mean one thing, Stew and Jake!
Jake Mercer: SHE’S GOING FOR THE ‘TALON,’ LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! WE’VE SEEN RAVEN ROBERTS USE THIS PARTICULAR MOVE TO PUT AWAY THE COMPETITION IN THE PAST AND SHE PLANS TO ADD COSMO GOLDWORTHY TO THAT LIST! COSMO TURNS HIMSELF AROUND AS RAVEN CHARGES – ‘TALON!!!!!!!!’
Stew-O: COSMO GOLDWORTHY GOES DOWN! RAVEN ROBERTS GOES FOR THE COVER! IS THIS GOING TO BE IT HERE?!?!?
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRR–
Flannery McCoy: COREY HALE, FROM THE TOP ROPE, ‘QUANTUM LEAP!’ HE LANDS RIGHT ON TOP OF THE FORMER UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION! BUT, REX MCALLISTER COMES TO THE AID OF HIS WIFE AND PARTNER! HE LOOKS TO STOP COREY IN HIS TRACKS WITH A YAKUZA KICK! BUT, COREY DUCKS THE KICK AS HE MANAGES TO TAKE REX BACK WITH AN OVERHEAD KICK! But, Raven goes right after Corey! Corey connects with a spinning back kick! Then, he connects with a penalty kick! Then, a roundhouse kick! That causes Raven to stagger back a bit! But, Corey nails her with a superkick as that takes Raven down to her knee! Then, Corey rebounds himself off the ropes and takes her down with a corkscrew kick!
Jake Mercer: Corey Hale is on fire! Rex McAllister returns back into the match, looking to stop Corey in his tracks! But, Cosmo Goldworthy nails Rex with a dropkick as he falls back to the horizontal set of ropes! Then, Cosmo manages to pick up the Hall of Famer before taking him back with an exploder suplex! Cosmo goes right after Rex with an axe kick as that takes Rex down! BUT, RAVEN ROBERTS FINDS HERSELF BACK INTO THE MATCH AS SHE MANAGES TO CATCH COSMO BY SURPRISE BY A SPRINGBOARD ROUNDHOUSE KICK! COREY MANAGES TO RISE BACK UP TO HIS FEET AS HE MANAGES TO CONNECT WITH A SPINNING BACK KICK AS THAT CAUSES RAVEN TO CLUTCH HER STOMACH IN PAIN!
Stew-O: Cosmo Goldworthy manages to catch ‘The Bird of Prey’ from behind as he takes her back with a half-and-half suplex! Rex McAllister gets himself back into this match as he connects with a leaping lariat that takes Cosmo down! BUT, COREY MANAGES TO TAKE REX BACK WITH A SUPERKICK! NO! REX MANAGES TO DUCK OUT OF THE WAY!
Flannery McCoy: INSTEAD, IT’S COSMO GOLDWORTHY THAT ENDS UP EATING THAT SUPERKICK! HE FALLS BACK HOLDING HIS MOUTH IN PAIN!
(Corey Hale can’t seem to believe what just happened. The superkick was meant for Rex McAllister. But, Rex, using a veteran instict and fast movement, was able to duck out of the way at the last second as Corey hit the superkick on Cosmo Goldworthy. Corey looks to be in genuine shock at the moment.)
Jake Mercer: ‘TALON!!!!!!!!!!!’ COREY HALE ISN’T GIVEN MUCH TIME TO PROCESS WHAT JUST HAPPENED! RAVEN ROBERTS TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THE MISTAKE BY COREY AND CONNECTS WITH ‘TALON!’ THIS ALLOWS HIM TO ROLL OUT OF THE RING! NOW, RAVEN GOES BACK TO HER CORNER, WHERE REX MCALLISTER IS WAITING FOR A TAG INTO THIS MATCH UP! THE REFEREE HAS REGAINED CONTROL OUT OF THIS FUCKERY!
Referee: (off-mic) TAG!
Stew-O: REX MCALLISTER MANAGES TO PICK UP COSMO GOLDWORTHY! HE LIFTS UP COSMO WITH A FLAPJACK AS THAT FALLS INTO THE CUTTER BY RAVEN ROBERTS! ‘MELTDOWN’ BY THE FORMER UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS AS REX GOES FOR THE COVER ON COSMO! IS THIS GOING TO BE IT HERE?!?!?
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
TTTTTTHHHHHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘I2I’ begins to play throughout the speakers once more. The crowd is up on their feet as Raven Roberts helps Rex McAllister up to his feet. The two of them smile ear-to-ear as they embrace and raise their hands up in victory.)
Stephie Love: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH…FIRE & ICE!!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Fire & Ice are victorious here tonight in a highly competitive match between Cosmo Goldworthy and Corey Hale!
Jake Mercer: Fire & Ice did what needed to be done! They saw an error by Corey Hale and captalized on it! That’s the reason why they’re former Unified Tag Team Champions! A pair of some of the greatest Elitists in this company!
(Fire & Ice are celebrating their victory inside the ring. Then, they begin to take their exit out of the ring. The two of them begin making their way up the ramp, tagging a couple of hands of the EAW Universe tonight on their way up. It pans to Cosmo Goldworthy, who is beginning to regain consciousness. Corey Hale is outside the ring, equally as upset as he has an apologetic look on his face.)
Stew-O: It’s a tough break for Corey Hale and Cosmo Goldworthy, who looked to create an upset tonight over the established tag team! I thought towards the end of the match Corey Hale and Cosmo Goldworthy were in sync, but it was that error by Corey –
(Fire & Ice’s music dies down. Cosmo Goldworthy and Corey Hale are the only two Elitists inside the ring. Cosmo is more than pissed about Corey’s error, which led to them losing the match. Meanwhile, it seems like Corey is trying to reason and tell Cosmo what was up. An obvious miscalculation on his part. There was nothing personal towards the superkick. Everyone makes mistakes. That doesn’t seem to calm Cosmo down. He is still upset. There’s no getting to him.)
Flannery McCoy: COSMO GOLDWORTHY CONNECTS WITH A FOREARM TO COREY HALE! BUT, COREY IS GOING TO STAND UP FOR HIMSELF! HE CONNECTS WITH A FOREARM OF HIS OWN AS THE TWO OF THEM IMPLODE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, THROWING PUNCHES AT EACH OTHER! THE CROWD IS EATING UP THIS ALTERCATION!!!!!!
Jake Mercer: IT SEEMS LIKE COREY HALE IS GETTING THE UPPER HAND ON THIS ALTERCATION! BUT, COSMO GOLDWORTHY MANAGES TO SHOVE COREY AWAY FROM HIM! COREY GOES RIGHT AFTER COSMO, BUT COSMO ROLLS OUT OF THE RING! COREY IS MORE THAN FIRED UP! SO IS COSMO, BUT HE KNOWS HIS LIMITS AND KNOWS THAT THIS IS NOT THE TIME AND PLACE!
(The crowd begins to boo Cosmo Goldworthy beginning to walk up the ramp. He is still looking Corey Hale in the eye. The situation had gotten intense. Corey is trying to goad Cosmo back inside the ring, which is usually uncharacteristic for him. However, Cosmo escalated things and sought to attack him. Corey is ready to defend himself, but Cosmo continues to walk away, fanning him off.)
Stew-O: I can only assure everyone that this is just the development here! I don’t think that these two are done with each other! It’s just getting started here!
(The last shot sees Corey Hale looking to steady himself, hands on his hips and shaking his head, as Dynasty fades elsewhere.)
(The shot opens up to a premade vignette of Joso standing atop of the Empire State Building. The EAW World Heavyweight Championship is on his shoulder, glistening within the night city lights. His hands are on the railing as he looks ahead.)
Joso: You know… it feels nice to be at the top. Being above everyone and everything, knowing you earned the right to be in this position. It’s all I ever wanted for myself–especially when people thought that I was all hype or got lucky. That’s why winning this title meant so much to me, and it still does. When you’re a kid from the Bronx, it’s hard to find opportunities, even when you bust your ass off and hustle like no other. It ain’t about playing victim but it’s about acknowledging truths, and the truth is? I had to struggle before I even got here to EAW.
Joso: Now, looking out over this city that never quits, I see a reminder of where I come from and everything I’ve overcome. Operation: Doomsday isn’t just another match. It’s more work for me to do so that I can forever solidify my legacy as one of the best of all time… and I see no better way of doing that than by taking down the great Minerva.
(A smirk creeps on his face. Not cocky or condescending, but rather enjoying the prospect, the challenge of defending the championship against one of the most accomplished Elitists in modern EAW history.)
Joso: That’s a woman who knows how to get shit done. She had her own hurdles to get through before being signed to EAW, just like me. From being Romani, to not fitting in with the typical look for a female Elitist at the time, to eventually branching out into intergender stuff, she really has had to overcome a lot, and I relate to it. Just this month we saw her finally put to bed her issues with Drake and bro is off in the world with his fake Carmen Santiago-ass segments acting as if we’re supposed to give a damn he’s about to go and have another identity crisis. It’s fun to make fun of that, but he made her life a living hell, and she had to get through him in order to get to me. That speaks a lot about the kind of competitor and person she is.
Joso: Still, I said it before, and I’ll say it again that I am not in the camp of losing this.
(He glances down at the championship.)
Joso: I can respect her, but I ain’t gonna let up and allow her to beat me. I survived an Elimination Chamber in my first defense. Got to kill two birds with one stone the next. There’s just no limit to me, no capping off my reign anytime soon, and while I get she may be thinking the same thing and hate the idea of losing after everything… that’s gonna be the reality she’s gonna have to deal with. This isn’t just about pride or the glory of holding this piece of gold. It’s about every sleepless night, every closed door, every single moment I had to fight just to be where I am. I didn’t get here by playing it safe or by taking shortcuts. I earned this shit, and I’m not about to let anyone take it from me. Not even you, Minerva.
(Joso turns fully towards the camera, determined as can be.)
Joso: You see, while you were busy conquering your own demons and putting past enemies in their place, I was building an empire, and that empire? It’s gonna get defended in two weeks. You are a threat to everything I have been able to accumulate for myself, and I ain’t really rocking with it. And sure, maybe some folks can try and spin it as me being insecure because of your own legacy. If I was a betting man on the outside, I’d probably bet for you to win. But I’m not. I’m Joso, and I’m always going to bet on myself over everybody here in EAW. When you claw and scratch your way to the top just as I have, of course you’re going to be a little extra protective and feel like you got a chip on your shoulder. That’s just who I am, and I wouldn’t change because all of that and more has helped me topple your own man and make a name for myself at this expense. Might as well do the same thing with you and beat yet another hall of famer ever since I won the world heavyweight championship.
Joso: And that means that come Boston, imma be the one to stand tall with my arm raised. This is my era, and you aren’t going to put a halt to it.
(He grins, raising the championship up high.)
Joso: You can bring your best, but so will I, and when I do… I promise you, Minerva: I won’t miss.
(He allows for the championship to settle on his person once more. He lets out a sigh, seemingly content with the words he shared. He turns back around the enjoy more of the classic New York view, and the final shot shows the camera panning upwards to capture the night sky before Dynasty fades back to ringside.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following main event contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ by AFI can be heard throughout the speakers as the crowd allows their applause to be heard. Hans Grayson emerges from the back as the former Interwire Champion nods to himself in the wake of the main event to come. The waves of elation can be felt throughout the audience as Hans sports a small smile on his face.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada! Weighing in at 219 pounds… HAAAAAAANS GRAYSON!!!
Stew-O: Hans Grayson has been able to weather the storm of Dynasty while maintaining all of what makes him a lovable figure. This match against the EAW Legend will become quite the test, as there has already been plenty against Impact in regards to colliding with the very best of this business.
Flannery McCoy: After everything that Hans has experienced throughout his season, he has remained battle tested as ever, and he will be sure to have an amazing year ahead as long as he can stay focused no matter the battle.
(‘Dragonborn’ by Jeremy Soule can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the audience reacts loudly for the return of Brian Daniels. Daniels emerges from the back with a smile on his face, gazing outward to the crowd before making his way down the ramp as he’s prepared for the match to come.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent! From New York City, New York, weighing in at 195 pounds… BRIAAAAAAAAAAAN DANIELS!!!
Stew-O: And here we have the multi-time World Champion here in EAW, as Brian Daniels has arrived. Brian Daniels is looking to make a sizable amount of momentum appear here against the former Interwire Champion.
Jake Mercer: No doubt that Brian Daniels is looking to have a great battle with Hans Grayson, who I don’t doubt will be looking to return those sentiments as this match is about to go underway—but he may want to watch out for Vincent Mondrian tonight as well!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And we’re off! Brian Daniels will be taking on Hans Grayson right here in the main event of Dynasty! This is a match that I am sure many people out there have been anticipating since its announcement, and we can expect a great battle ahead between two men who have all of the respect possible for the business as a whole! They both look to engage in quite the match here as we do have Vincent Mondrian looking on from ringside, someone who is very interested in the competitor that the EAW Hall of Famer represents as these two can absolutely leave the audience yearning for more after tonight!
Flannery McCoy: As Hans and Brian are now moving forward and pacing around the ring, as they’re looking to garner any sizable momentum here to start off the match while they have all of the room in the world to seek this out! Daniels is aiming for a swift kick to deliver against Hans’ hip but Hans is keeping himself away and light on his own feet for the time being! Brian is moving himself in a very calculated manner while Hans is trying to keep a good enough distance away to prevent anything from transpiring here—
Jake Mercer: But Daniels has shifted himself to get a hold of Hans’ leg! Hans is trying to keep himself mobile as Brian is now tackling Hans downward and potentially looking for a swift armbar here! Hans is keeping himself upward in a crouched position while now shifting all of his weight over & onto Brian Daniels! The referee is quickly sliding himself over and looking to make the count here as the shoulders of Brian are down!
ONEEE!!
TWOOOO!!!
Stew-O: Not quite enough! Brian with the shoulder up emphatically as he’s now rolling himself backward and back up to his own two feet here as he’s trying to keep a mobile rhythm here—but Hans grabs a hold of his neck & applies the headlock! The headlock is immediately maintained as Hans is now wrenching his arm around the head of Brian Daniels while ensuring that there is ample struggle behind his movements here! Hans places a foot right over Daniels knee to put him down, making sure that he’s got all of the leverage possible in order to keep the headlock from shifting any further than it needs to be!
Flannery McCoy: Brian is now willing himself back up, keeping himself in a more proper stance than what he was being placed within as Hans is still applying the headlock to the best of his ability! Daniels is able to back himself and Hans into the ropes, using this to shove Hans away and into the ropes ahead ‘till Hans rebounds! Daniels immediately drops to the mat in a prone position as Hans rushes over Brian and continues to run the ropes! He’s now running back around as Hans rushes under Brian, who initiates a leapfrog here—
Jake Mercer: BUT STOPS IN PLACE TO AIM FOR A LARIAT—BUT BRIAN DUCKS THROUGH! As Daniels proceeds to quickly drag Hans Grayson into a swift roll-up from that point forward! Hans is squirming but his shoulders are down on the mat as the referee rushes to count the pin! Brian Daniels for the quick victory here!
ONEEE!!
TWOOOO!!!
Flannery McCoy: HANS KICKS OUT! Not enough at all to keep Hans Grayson down as he’s now rolling himself backward and up to his feet, keeping himself just as mobile in this match as Brian Daniels has been while trying to do all that he can to keep any of his momentum from dipping—BUT A KICK FROM BRIAN ACROSS HIS CHEST CAN BE HEARD! Hans is sent stumbling back and into the ropes as Brian is now sending these kicks across his chest in a flurry! The referee is now counting down as this can become a disqualification loss for Daniels if he doesn’t slow himself down and let up on the kicks!
Jake Mercer: Which leads to Daniels backing himself away from Hans rather quickly, not looking to cause any setbacks for himself as this could have gone down for the very worst! Brian is now bringing himself back over to Hans as he’s looking for another kick—BUT HANS GRABS A HOLD OF THE LEG & SENDS A SWIFT FOREARM ACROSS THE TEMPLE OF DANIELS! This causes Brian to stumble backward and into the corner, as Hans is now applying his own pressure here as he’s refusing to give Brian any leeway against him, with all of the forearms being placed against his temple as the opponent of Grayson is struggling to find himself the necessary breathing room!
Stew-O: As the referee is counting down once more! Hans is trying to keep on applying all of the pressure possible here as the forearms are all sprawling across Brian’s temple but he does back himself away at the proper moment! Daniels is leaned against the corner as now Hans is raising his own hands, nodding to the warnings of the referee before rushing himself back toward Brian and looking for a JUMPING KNEE INTO THE CORNER AGAINST DANIELS—BUT BRIAN KICKS HANS’ KNEE! CAUSING HIS KNEE TO BUCKLE BEFORE HE COULD LEAP AS HIS HEAD HITS THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!
Flannery McCoy: Hans is dazed after his head collided with that turnbuckle due to Brian thinking at the nick of time, able to recoup just enough within himself to have an answer for Hans’ offense as the kick to the knee and dropping down was enough to stop the onslaught from continuing! This is going terribly for Hans right about now as he’s now able to sprout himself back up to his feet despite feeling this groggy nature deep down as Brian is now on the move, rushing toward Hans Grayson here in no time!
Jake Mercer: AS A MISSILE DROPKICK IS ENOUGH TO SEND HANS DOWN & FALLING THROUGH THE ROPES, ONTO THE RINGSIDE AREA! Hans Grayson is now down on the ringside floor! Now Daniela has given himself ample time to fully recover, at least as much as he can before Grayson is moving around again! Hans is bringing himself upward as he’s got his hand on the barricade, shaking his own head vigorously as he refuses to keep himself down despite the pressure becoming all the more taxing for him!
Stew-O: But Brian Daniels sees that Hans is slowly rising again, and there’s no other route for him to take but what’s about to come next right here! Daniels rushes toward those ropes, and finds himself running back and now LEAPING THROUGH THE ROPES—AS A SUICIDE DIVE LANDS RIGHT AGAINST HANS! HE’S SENT BACK AGAINST THE BARRICADE! Hans is struggling an ample amount here to garner any considerable opportunity to come back after Daniels sent the message straight! Suicide dice delivered effectively!
Flannery McCoy: As Daniels is now able to bring himself back up, nodding to himself as he is certainly feeling the better of this match began to ramp up all of the pressure that he’s got in store! Brian is able to grab Hans, and roll him back into the ring as he’s now focusing on bringing this win for himself in the main event. Daniels is able to catch his breath and continue to move forward while he’s still got the control affer the suicide dive!
Jake Mercer: As Brian is now bringing himself up to the apron—but here’s Vincent Mondrian taking some steps toward Daniels! Now Brian can’t help but keep his own eyes on Vincent as the two exchange a rather tense glare toward one another, and I am certain Vincent is keeping quite the keen eye on this match in order to see for himself all that Brian Daniels is made of directly in person! The multi-time World Champion returns his attention to the ring, and particularly to Hans Grayson as he’s now rising up to his feet while holding onto his own head.
Stew-O: Brian is now keeping himself propped on the apron, as too much time is already wasted on Vincent rather than on his opponent, as he leaps up and onto the top rope before launching himself off for a SPRINGBOARD KNEE—BUT A SUDDEN DROPKICK FROM HANS WHILE DANIELS IS MID-AIR! The dropkick catches Daniels across his abdomen as now he’s immediately holding onto his own midsection as well, struggling a considerable amount to even find the proper footing at all!
Flannery McCoy: Brian is struggling a great deal to find any proper ground here, rising back up to his feet as he’s trying to keep himself back to any stance that’ll not keep him down on the mat! But Hans is watching over him like a hawk as he’s now rising back up to his own feet, not letting up on continuing this offense going as Hans brings himself behind Brian and gets him primed for the maneuver here.. AS HE SENDS HIM CRASHING ONTO HIS OWN HEAD WITH THE SAITO SUPLEX!! Daniels is down as Hans is now rushing himself over to Brian and hooking the leg for the cover!
ONEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOO!!!
TH—
Jake Mercer: NOT ENOUGH! Brian Daniels with the kick out there! Now Hans is looking to apply all of the pressure here as he’s able to keep himself situated accordingly, dragging Brian over and against the corner as he’s now placing A KNIFE EGDE CHOP across the chest of Brian Daniels! Brian felt every bit of that chop as now Hans is keeping him at bay, with ANOTHER CHOP being placed across his chest as Hans is not one to let up tonight! AND ANOTHER CHOP FOLLOWS SUIT! Brian is being kept at bay here despite the referee counting down!
Stew-O: As Hans is now running toward the opposite corner, and rebounding back & toward Brian Daniels as he’s got an electric JUMPING KNEE NAILING RIGHT ACROSS THE JAW OF BRIAN DANIELS! Daniela felt every bit of that knee from Hans Grayson as he’s now keeping him held closely, running forward while holding onto Brian Daniels as he’s now NAILING THE RUNNING BULLDOG TO PUT BRIAN BACK DOWN! Daniels is struggling a bit more here as Hans is now back up to his feet!
Flannery McCoy: As Hans is now rolling himself under the ropes and onto the apron! He’s bringing himself back up as Brian is looking to keep any stance that he can, not staying down on the mat for too long as he’s now able to rise to his feet! But he’s on wobbly legs here, not exactly aware of where he’s situated at the moment as this is now becoming the opportunity for Hans Grayson to continue laying in the offense from here… AS HANS LEAPS UP AND ONTO BRIAN FOR THE TOP ROPE CROSSBODY—
Jake Mercer: A KICK FROM DANIELS RIGHT ACROSS THE ABDOMEN OF HANS! He felt all of that kick as he’s immediately clutching onto his own midsection! Hans is in a lot of pain here as now Brian stumbles back and into the ropes, keeping himself standing with his hand over the ropes as Hans is struggling here! Now he has found himself some ample breathing room as Brian will have to do all that he can to ensure that Hans Grayson can stay down! Daniels drags Hans Grayson back over & this can become an issue here for his opponent as he’s now placed him in position!
Stew-O: As Brian Daniels is able to hoist Hans Grayson upward and now plants him back DOWN WITH A TIGER SUPLEX FOR GOOD MEASURE! Hans is down on the canvas as Daniels is now eagerly rushing himself over to the cover, as the referee slides ahead and makes the count right here!
ONEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOO!!!
TH—
Flannery McCoy: NOT ENOUGH! HANS WITH THE SHOULDER UP! Brian Daniels is sitting himself up as he’s understanding that there is plenty of fight within Hans Grayson tonight while refusing to let up! Now he’s rising up with a grasp of Hans’ wrist, ready to continue as he’s now in a stance & looking toward Vincent, pointing toward him as well!
Jake Mercer: As Brian is now able to look down upon Hans, and proceeds to grasp onto his other wrist before STOMPING DOWN INTO HIS UPPER CHEST REPEATEDLY! Daniels is relentless with each and every stomp that he is sending sprawling across the chest of Hans Grayson! Hans is struggling to remain in this match as the momentum is leaving him quickly with each stomp that is planted right over his chest! Brian Daniels is assuming all of the control possible here!
Stew-O: With Hans being brought to his limits here, Brian now let’s go while backing into the corner, as Hans is slowly but surely rising himself back up as he’s fighting to keep himself conscious in this match! Daniels is nodding to himself while looking to put Hans Grayson down, refusing to allow for any other result to come to pass as Hans is now slowly turning toward Brian Daniels here, and he’s in for a terrible time here AS BRIAN DANIELS IS LOOKING FOR THE RUNNING LEG LARIAT RIGHT HERE—
Flannery McCoy: BUT HANS IS ABLE TO DUCK UNDER THE LEG LARIAT! Brian lands flat on his back but isn’t letting that deter him as he’s still bringing himself back up, keeping all of his focus on the former Interwire Champion as he’s now rushing back toward him in hopes of keeping the momentum going—
Jake Mercer: ‘FLAMING PUNCH’ CATCHES BRIAN DANIELS SQUARE ACROSS HIS JAW!!! Brian Daniels has been caught by the leaping punch from Hans Grayson as he drops down onto the mat, and Hans is eagerly crawling himself over to Brian and hooking the leg here! The referee is now looking for the count as the cover is being made!
ONEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOO!!!
THREE—
Stew-O: NO! NOT ENOUGH! Brian is shaking his own head vigorously while Hans is now quickly rolling himself away, and dragging himself back up with use of the ropes as he’s laying in wait for Brian Daniels to rise back up, looking to make some good out of the opportunity he’s got right here BEFORE LEAPING FORWARD & LOOKING FOR ‘BURNING SHOT LARIAT’—
Flannery McCoy: BRIAN DANIELS DUCKS UNDER HANS’ LARIAT! Brian rushes through and toward the ropes, before rebounding back and toward Hans Grayson as he’s turning himself around—AS THE RUNNING LEG LARIAT CONNECTS!!! HE DROPS HANS! Brian Daniels is now backing himself into the ropes, rising back up as he’s preparing to put Hans back down right here, LOOKING FOR THE ‘CAUSTIC ECHO’!
Jake Mercer: BUT VINCENT MONDRIAN IS UP ON THE APRON—AND BRIAN RUSHES TO KNOCK HIM OFF! Vincent is able to drop back down from the apron before Brian could nail him with a right! Daniels turning himself back around—
Stew-O: INTO A ROUNDHOUSE FROM HANS! Brian is dazed as Hans is quickly grabbing a hold of Brian Daniels, placed in position—AND ABLE TO DROP HIM WITH ‘IMPERIAL FLAME’!!! BRIAN DANIELS IS DROPPED AS HANS IS NOW HOOKING THE LEG HERE!
ONEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… HANS GRAYSONNNN!!!!
Flannery McCoy: And Hans with a big win over Brian but at the expense of Vincent Mondrian!!! Vincent costs Brian his match after Brian did the same to Vincent earlier in the night here—
Jake Mercer: AS VINCENT DRAGS BRIAN FROM THE APRON AND BEGINS TO WAIL IN THE RIGHTS! THIS HAS SHIFTED INTO QUITE THE BRAWL HERE AS BRIAN IS REFUSING TO LET VINCENT ATTACK HIM AND GO UNSCATHED!
Stew-O: THEY EXCHANGE THE RIGHTS AND LEFTS TOWARD ONE ANOTHER AS THEY REFUSE TO SLOW THIS PRESSURE DOWN WHATSOEVER! THERE’S NO STOPPING HIM AS BRIAN SENDS A KICK ACROSS VINCENT’S CHEST! BRIAN AIMING FOR ANOTHER—
Flannery McCoy: BUT VINCENT RAMS BRIAN INTO THE RINGPOST BACK FIRST!!! NOW HE PULLS DANIELS INTO POSITION—AS ‘VAN GOGH ASCENDENCY’ LANDS!!! BRIAN IS DOWN!!!
Jake Mercer: AND VINCENT STANDS OVER BRIAN DANIELS! COSTING HIM THIS MATCH, AND ENDING THE NIGHT WITH HIS STATEMENT MADE!
(Vincent Mondrian is able to stand tall over Brian Daniels, who is laid out with officials rushing over and looking to check on Daniels as he’s clutching onto his own head. Vincent develops a smirk on his face after aiding Hans Grayson with that victory, as the scene fades.)
(A commercial plays for Crumbl Cookies, featuring Corey Hale wanting to complain about the taste, but he doesn’t want to hurt the workers’ feelings. :wow:)
(Following the final set of commercials for the night, Friday Night Dynasty’s video feed shifts to a wide view of the arena, filled with the excited chattering of the EAW Universe; suddenly, ‘Pride and Arrogance’ by Takeru Kanazaki begins blaring through the speakers as the lighting changes to Drake Armstrong’s signature radiant gold. The boos begin reverberating throughout the arena as the King of Elite himself, Drake Armstrong, slowly sauntered out onto the stage, dressed formally in a monochrome three-piece suit and flanked to the right by his ever-loyal butler, Charles, who is sporting head bandages from Impact’s ambush last week. Behind the duo marches out a procession of intimidating-looking men, distinguished from the EAW security force that served as his coronation guards by their Armstrong-branded gear. They guard the King as the group makes their way down the ramp, bombarded by the boos and jeers of the EAW Universe, before entering the ring.
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, PLEASE WELCOME YOUR 2025 KING OF ELITE… HE IS ‘THE FUTURE’, DRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE! AAAAAAAAAAAARMSTROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG!
Stew-O: Tensions have been rising tremendously between the King of Elite, Drake Armstrong, and the legendary Karl Impact over the past few weeks!
Flannery McCoy: To be honest, I’m not even sure who to hate more here; Impact may have ambushed him, but after all that Drake Armstrong has said and done, could you really blame him?
Jake Mercer: Let’s not forget that he also attacked Charles last week, which we know from his rivalry with Hans Grayson last year is a line that you do not want to cross with the King of Elite!
Stew-O: Whoever you want to root for, it’s clear that Drake Armstrong is entering the arena far more prepared this week; he doesn’t trust EAW’s security, and seems to have taken some far-more vetted soldiers from the Armstrong Foundation’s human resources to serve as his knights in bulletproof armor!
(Armstrong’s knights guard all entrances to the ring with the utmost professionalism as Drake slowly brings the microphone up to his mouth, gauging the volume of the crowd for the right time to cut in.)
Drake Armstrong: If the past two weeks have shown anything at all, it is that Karl Impact has knowingly dug his own grave; your King stands before you all today, tranquil as can be, because I have determined my path forward with this knowledge. With nary a hint of doubt, it has become abundantly clear that he is dead-set on plaguing the month of my coronation with his presence each and every step of the way; while I may have bristled at his audacity a week prior, things are different now.
Drake Armstrong: Why is that? It is because these pristine eyes of mine have seen Impact for who he truly is; not a one-note simpleton like so many I had the displeasure of dealing with in 2024, but a multi-faceted disaster of a human being. It cannot be denied that he is one of the most accomplished legends in EAW’s Hall of Fame; one does not remain a constant presence in the GOAT question without having forged a long, storied path to such status. To be able to set oneself apart from the rest with a world championship record is a level of prestige that most cannot afford; yet, Karl Impact’s accolades and legacy only reveal one aspect of that man’s identity… especially when it comes to the present year.
Drake Armstrong: The more painful truth for that man is that his return has been a complete and utter bust; speaking as a man who has been derided for pulling any strings necessary to elevate my career, I see a supposed legend of the industry trying and failing time and time again to use his own sway with the company executives to insert himself back in the main event picture in a blatant attempt to extend your historic record by yet another reign. Where have these defeats led you? Back to me.
Drake Armstrong: For too long, Elite Answers Wrestling has tolerated this shameful, parasitic leech incessantly barging back through the doors to siphon more airtime. In truth, I did not give much of a damn in the past; NOW, however, you have crossed the line by making an enemy out of ME. You aim to use the King of Elite to bounce back from your failed world championship aspirations, and that in and of itself reveals your conceitedness for what it is. You are like a starved vulture, looking to get whatever scraps of victory and glory that you can after your past targets managed to escape you. This is theoretically an understandable endeavor; however, thinking that you can get your momentum back from MY hands? You are as foolish as you are conceited, because you have made an enemy out of he who is now the most dangerous man in this company.
Drake Armstrong: Hear me well, Impact; providence has laid out a world championship in my near future, and there exists not a single champion in this company that could withstand me at my current state. At this very moment, even while they have their own current contenders frothing at the mouth as they try to dethrone them, I exist at the back of their minds; they know that the clock is ticking, and it is only a matter of time before I take the gold that I have deserved for far too long now. Until that time comes, it is the king’s responsibility to accumulate momentum and prestige to make my inevitable championship victory that much more glorious.
Drake Armstrong: By striking first, you believed yourself to be in control. You believed me to be your victim, one that you can use as a platform to recuperate from your recent shame; observe, then, as I show you who truly has the power of control between us. Your desire to use me was doomed from the very start, because I am going to leave you lying in a bloody mess after I use up your legacy for all that it is worth. I will banish you from my presence, such that your fetid stench may never take up my space again; you will be forced to continue your search for recovered glory, knowing that choosing me was as big a mistake as you have ever made in your career. Meanwhile I will take another step towards my championship victory, having made you nothing more than a significant notch in my belt. Doesn’t that sound delightful? The future world champion conquered a record-setting former world champion. It has a nice ring to it-
Impact: How many weeks are we going to have to hear you cut the same droning monologue, you thesaurus-thumping bitch?
(Immediately, the Armstrong Foundation’s guards went on high alert as Impact appeared on the stage, walking confidently down the ramp. Drake Armstrong snapped his fingers and signaled to the guards to make room for Impact to enter the ring; they instantly followed his order, allowing Impact to roll into the ring with microphone in hand.)
Drake Armstrong: Care to repeat that?
Impact: You heard me the first time; I don’t take orders from you, whether your little tournament win earned you a crown or not. See, for two weeks now, you’ve been trying and failing to mock me for the losses I’ve faced to Joso. I already said last week that when I’m through with you, I’ll follow through on my promise to take the title away from him and turn #11reignz from an aspiration to a reality. But who are YOU to mock my recent losses? Has winning the King of Elite tournament turned you into an amnesiac?
Impact: You’re trying to make it seem like you’ve always been this dominant force in MY company, but the fact of the matter is that you’ve been failing to capture the World Heavyweight Championship since this season began. You failed against the previous champion and you failed against the current one; you couldn’t even manage to win Brand Warfare, leaving my protege high and dry against the other brands. So if we’ve both failed this season, where does that leave us? Who has the high ground?
Impact: I’ll tell you who. One of us is looking to extend his lead with an 11th reign, while the other is scratching and clawing to barely managed his first – and that still hasn’t happened yet. The crown is all you have, and that is glaringly obvious; that’s why you’re leaning into the whole regal schtick, and not only are you not the most interesting ‘royal’ to do that in the history of the event, but you aren’t even the most interesting THIS YEAR. You’re just a wannabe trying to act like a GOAT when you have neither the legacy nor the longevity to make yourself credible.
Crowd: 😳
Jake Mercer: Yowzers. Strong words there.
Impact: Whether you like it or not, you’re nothing compared to me. None of your victories or achievements compare to what I’ve done in any given year of my career, so why don’t you cut the tough guy act and just accept your loss at Operation: Doomsday for the inevitability that it is?
Drake Armstrong: Well there it is! See, the reason I even let you enter this ring – my domain – is because I was playing a little game in my own mind. I wanted to see how long it would take before the ‘historic legend’ began relying on his legacy to say anything meaningful, and… Charles, was that less than two minutes?
Charles: One minute and thirty seven seconds, Master Armstrong.
Drake Armstrong: Marvelous! Well done, Charles.
Charles: My pleasure, Master Armstrong.
Impact: :cmon:
Drake Armstrong: It is the hubris of cretinous filth like you, thoroughly entrenched in the top echelon of this company, that leads you to use rhetoric like that. I have gone to war with numerous legends throughout my relatively young career, and as though they were speaking in lockstep, all echoed the same sentiment; that I was too arrogant, that I would not last in ‘their’ industry, that my accomplishments in two years did not compare to their accomplishments in ten. I have heard the same tired dialogue enough times that I’ve started counting how many times I’ve heard certain lines.
Impact: There’s a reason you hear the same criticisms over and over, and that’s because you haven’t learned that punching above your weight is a stupid mistake. This was never a match you were going to win, and every word you say against me is going to make you look that much more idiotic when it turns out you were never as good as you tried to appear.
Drake Armstrong: Good, good! Puff out that deflating chest, show me some of that signature Impact confidence! I have no chance, right? That’s the line you’re going with? I’ll permit you to remain deluded, if for no other reason than how amusing it’ll be when Operation Doomsday ends with you needing to explain yourself for coming up short for the umpteenth time in the past year. However, I think it is time to finish up these pleasantries; after all, you committed quite the crime last week.
(Drake Armstrong had been in a haughty, mocking mood thus far; however, the expression on his face hardened to a deep scowl as he began to speak more seriously.)
Drake Armstrong: You put your hands on my butler. My Charles. That is a crime that cannot go unforgiven. In my eyes, it makes you a terrorist and a mortal enemy to the crown. Did you think this would end with mere words? Just a harsh little exchange, as though we were cutting a promo? You’re wrong. You’re in the King’s Dominion, and now it’s time you see why my finisher is called the Death Penalty. LEARN YOUR PLACE!
(Drake Armstrong snaps his fingers, causing a sharp pop to echo from the ring.)
Stew-O: OH! THE ARMSTRONG FOUNDATION’S ROYAL GUARDS HAVE SUDDENLY SWARMED THE RING, SLIDING UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE IN UNISON!
Flannery McCoy: THEY’RE ATTACKING IMPACT TOGETHER! THEY’RE ALL BEATING HIM INTO THE CORNER, STOMPING HIM OUT LIKE THEIR LIVES DEPEND ON IT!
Jake Mercer: BUT WAIT… IMPACT IS FIGHTING BACK! FIST OF FURY! FIST OF FURY! HE’S SWATTING THEM ALL DOWN ONE BY ONE, LOOKING TO KNOCK THEM ALL OUT OF THE WAY TO MAKE IT TO DRAKE ARMSTRONG!
Stew-O: HE JUST TOOK DOWN THE LAST ONE, AND– OH MY GOD!
Flannery McCoy: CHARLES! CHARLES JUST PUNCHED IMPACT ACROSS THE FACE… IS THAT THE ARMSTRONG DYNASTY’S RING ON CHARLES’ FINGER?!
Jake Mercer: THAT WAS ENOUGH TO BRING IMPACT DOWN TO A KNEEL, AND HE’S BUSTED OPEN! IMPACT IS BLEEDING ONTO THE RING, AND NOW CHARLES IS HANDING THE RING BACK TO DRAKE, WHO SLIPS IT BACK ON HIS FINGER!
Stew-O: LOOK AT THAT SMUG GRIN ON DRAKE’S FACE! HE HAD THIS PLANNED THE WHOLE TIME! NOW DRAKE ARMSTRONG IS BEATING THE HELL OUT OF IMPACT, MAKING THE BLEEDING WOUND ON HIS FOREHEAD EVEN WORSE!
Flannery McCoy: EAW’S REFEREES AND SECURITY GUARDS ARE RUSHING DOWN THE RAMP TOWARDS THE RING, LOOKING TO BREAK THINGS UP LIKE THEY DID LAST WEEK!
Jake Mercer: BUT DRAKE ARMSTRONG SNAPS HIS FINGERS YET AGAIN! THE ROYAL GUARDS RECOVERED ENOUGH TO ROLL OUT OF THE RING AND BLOCK ANYONE FROM ENTERING RINGSIDE! THERE’S NOBODY TO STOP DRAKE ARMSTRONG’S ONSLAUGHT!
Stew-O: IMPACT IS LAID OUT WITH BLOOD POOLING AROUND HIS HEAD, BUT DRAKE ARMSTRONG ISN’T FINISHED YET! HE DRAGS IMPACT UP WITH A FISTFUL OF HIS HAIR, BEFORE HOISTING HIM UP AND FLIPPING HIM UPSIDE DOWN! DON’T DO IT!
Flannery McCoy: DEATH PENALTY! DEATH PENALTY! DRAKE ARMSTRONG JUST HIT IMPACT WITH THE GOTCH STYLE TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER, RIGHT BACK INTO THE BLOOD THAT HAS POOLED ON THE RING CANVAS!
Jake Mercer: AND NOW DRAKE ARMSTRONG IS LEFT STANDING ABOVE THE FALLEN IMPACT, WITH CHARLES RAISING DRAKE’S HAND! IS THIS WHAT WE’RE GOING TO SEE AT OPERATION DOOMSDAY?!
Stew-O: WHAT A STATEMENT TONIGHT BY THE KING OF ELITE!
(Friday Night Dynasty’s video feed lingers on the gruesome scene, with its final shot depicting Drake standing above Impact, before the broadcast fades to black for the week.)
