(EAW intro plays…)
(Friday Night Dynasty intro plays. A recap of last week’s show is showcased. Then, afterwards, the live shot of the Wukesong Arena in Beijing, China. The fans applaud and cheer as a dazzling array of red pyrotechnics light up the arena. A few more shots show off the pack seats, and from there, we transition to commentary.)
Stew-O: EAW UNIVERSE, WELCOME TO THE GO-HOME SHOW EDITION OF FRIDAY NIGHT DYNASTY, WHERE WE ARE ONE WEEK AWAY FROM RECKLESS WIRING! I AM STEW-O, AND AS ALWAYS, I AM JOINED BY JAKE MERCER AND FLANNERY MCCOY!
Jake Mercer: What a show, guys, what a show — and what an event it’s going to be next weekend! This has all of the makings of being an all-timer for the Reckless Wiring series of FPVs for us. Bottom to top, we are STACKED, and we have many more matches and developments tonight as we are at the final stop before Dynasty’s first marquee show of season nineteen!
Flannery McCoy: Absolutely. The stipulations that you, the fans, get to vote on are enough to get the imagination racing. I’m curious to see which ones win out! I know I have my favorites.
Jake Mercer: As do I! I mean, wow. It’s gonna be a blood bath and more!
Stew-O: Speaking of blood baths — let’s cut tot he ring, where Tyrone Montgomery is on standby for the contract signing for the EAW World Heavyweight Championship match!
(Friday Night Dynasty then transitions away from the commentary desk as it goes over to the ring, where Dynasty General Manager Tyrone Montgomery is seen standing by with a microphone in his hand and a smile on his face. On the table in front of him is a leather binder with a pen clipped to the top of it, and as the crowd begins to settle down and the camera begins to pan in, he then begins to speak to them here tonight.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Hello, everyone, and welcome to Friday Night Dynasty! We are officially one week away from our first brand-exclusive Marquee Event of the season, Reckless Wiring, and the anticipation is through the roof! Isn’t that right, Beijing?!
(Tyrone raises his microphone in the air as the crowd cheers loudly. He gives a big smile before he then continues to speak from there.)
Tyrone Montgomery: We have a lot to look forward to tonight, and I’m not going to waste much of your time, so let’s get this contract signing for the World Heavyweight Championship match officially underway! Please welcome the challenger, first, the Chairman of Elite Answers Wrestling, Methuselah!
(‘Vent (Original Version)’ by Baby Keem ft. Kendrick Lamar begins to blast through the speakers of the arena as the crowd gives a loud reaction. Then, as smoke billows on the stage and flames erupt from the ground up, out comes Methuselah as he’s seen with a determined expression on his face. He takes a moment to scan around the crowd, before then beginning to focus in as he makes his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Stew-O: As our Chairman has been keen on saying, Methuselah is looking to make sure that the nostalgia act of the World Heavyweight Champion is put to an end once and for all. It has run its course, and now he is looking to bring the title into better, more deserving arms, and he believes that person to be himself.
Flannery McCoy: We are no doubt going to see a war next week at Reckless Wiring, and as we already know, Methuselah is a man who can do a lot of damage on any given week, given the level that he is at, that doesn’t change with time; that only strengthens. I could only imagine what’s going to happen, and I guess we’re going to have to see.
Jake Mercer: I could give a wild guess. OVER FOR THOU. FINISH HIM. Did I do that right?
Flannery McCoy: Doesn’t feel the same.
(Methuselah makes his way up the steps and onto the apron, before then entering the ring. He makes his way over and takes a microphone from the ringside area as ‘Vent (Original Version)’ then begins to come to a close. He then takes a seat as Tyrone continues.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Methuselah, thank you for joining us-
Methuselah: ARISE.
Methuselah: AWAKEN.
Methuselah: METHUSELAH ELEVATION.
Methuselah: AWAKEN.
Methuselah: METHUSELAH ELEVATION.
Methuselah: AWAKEN.
Methuselah: METHUSELAH ELEVATION.
Methuselah: AWAKEN
Methuselah: METHUSELAH ELEVATION.
Tyrone Montgomery: :krabs:
Methuselah: DO NOT interrupt me again, Tyrone, lest your name be added to the scroll of the disfigured and your office of General Manager be vacated, not by vote, but by vaporization.
Tyrone Montgomery: :lupe:!!!
Methuselah: You are not here to officiate anything; you are here to observe, bear witness, and transcribe history with the trembling hand of a man who realizes the future has no place for him.
(Methuselah’s eyes linger down toward the contract on the table, as he reaches out, placing his hand on it and dragging it toward him as he continues.)
Methuselah: And so.. The contract awaits the hand of a Champion, and though I am not yet adorned with that title upon paper or waist, my signature alone is enough to imbue this document with reverence… with wrath… with reality. So CYCLONE, the mirage, the messiah, the relic of a bygone era masquerading as tomorrow’s beacon… COME. FORTH. The challenge is extended, the court has convened, and the seal of judgment awaits your presence.
(Methuselah lowers his microphone down to the ground as his head rears toward the stage, and quickly, ‘Saint Pablo’ by Kanye West begins to play through the speakers. The crowd gives a loud negative reaction as it then goes over to show the World Heavyweight Champion as he makes his way out to the stage. Cy Henderson has a stern expression on his face as he looks at his future challenger, shaking his head as he makes his way down the ramp and toward the ring, title wrapped firmly around his waist.)
Stew-O: Well, here comes the Champion, and I am certain that he is not happy with the disrespect that has been dished out here tonight courtesy of the challenger. It’s going to be a huge uphill battle, especially considering that this is his first challenger this season. But knowing him and the abilities that he possesses, I think he’s fully capable of what is ahead.
Flannery McCoy: This is what got him to the mountaintop in the first place. This is why he is the World Heavyweight Champion right now. I have no doubt in my mind that Cy is up for the challenge that is in front of him, but at the same time, he has never faced anyone like Methuselah during his title reign, someone who knows him so well, and I think that he knows that.
Jake Mercer: I respect the fact that he is not backing down, but he might live to regret that. I guess we’re going to have to see what happens at Reckless Wiring.
(Cy makes his way up the steps and onto the apron as he enters through the ropes and into the ring. He immediately storms over, snatching a microphone from the ringside area as ‘Saint Pablo’ begins to come to a close. As he immediately makes his way over and takes a seat across from him, he begins to speak.)
Cy Henderson: Are you sure that this is the hill that you want to die on?
(Cy chuckles, as he shakes his head, seeming not at all intimidated by what Methuselah has to say.)
Cy Henderson: Because from where I’m sitting, this whole “rebirth of the titan” thing looks less like a divine calling and more like… a midlife crisis. You’re not elevating anything, Methuselah; the only thing that you’re doing is setting yourself up to be disappointed, as you’ve been these past couple of years in the latter half of your career. You can parade around that legacy all you want, build it up so it can desperately shield you from all the hate and criticisms that continue to get thrown your way, but when the bell rings, you know better; you just don’t want to admit it. Reality has always been right in front of you, and it has continuously poked and prodded time after time again, and you ignored it. When are you going to stop picking and choosing?
(Cy leans back in his chair, resting his title on the table, oozing confidence as he continues on with what he has to say.)
Cy Henderson: This right here? This title? I see it. You’re foaming at the mouth to hold it again. I didn’t get this because I begged for it; I didn’t scheme for it either. What I did was earn it. And the reason you’re here right now, trying to write your final chapter in a book that’s long ended, is because it burns you alive to know that I got here again before you did at this junction. This far into our careers, someone you look at and see as more of a relic than yourself got to a place where you believe you have the “Gawd” given right to be at. Your myth is fading, and the only thing keeping it alive is you shouting it into existence every week. The louder you shout, the more transparent you become. I see it all over your face, the desperation, the need to feel immortal again, but the truth is you can’t rewrite with your delusions, you’re just going to have to accept the facts.
Methuselah: INSOLENT. FOOLISH. PATHETIC. You, Cyclone, are the poster child of a delusion draped in confidence. A fabrication forged by borrowed time and corporate mercy. They handed you the key, and you convinced yourself you built the castle, but I AM the castle. I am the FOUNDATION, the CORNERSTONE, the STONE that the builders rejected. You may stand at the pinnacle now, but your throne rests on rotting soil, and when I tear it asunder, brick by brick, we will see what is left of the man beneath the metals and myths. Your obituary has been etched in pencil, ready to be erased; dare not say that I am much of the same, for that has NEVER been the case.
(Methuselah stands slowly, pushing his chair back without even glancing as he raises his microphone and continues to speak.)
Methuselah: I have watched my legacy be pawned off and bastardized by transient kings and false prophets like you. Men who feast off what I bled to build, I have been butchered by time and tragedy, and yet, I remain. That… is elevation. Not your meager resurgence, not your parade of temporary praise. You walk in my shadow, Cyclone. You bathe in the heat of the sun that I ignited. I will sign this contract not as a man hoping to relive the past… but as a GAWD finally finishing what he started. Mortality is not a curse; mediocrity is.
(Methuselah takes the binder and opens it up, where the contract is seen in full view.)
Methuselah: And I would sooner perish than allow you to be the standard bearer of my creation.
(Methuselah then snatches the pen as he signs his half of the contract, the crowd cheering loudly while he does.)
Methuselah: When Reckless Wiring comes, and the blade of the final judgment is raised… I will remind you of the price that comes with stealing divinity and claiming it as your own. And when the final curtain closes, the last thing you will see… is me, looming over you. Eternal. Elevated. Enlightened.
(Cy continues to bear a straight face while he watches him. And before long, he quickly takes the contract and snatches it toward him, Methuselah glancing down while he does, but looking back up sharply. Cy then takes the pen and signs it, not wasting any time after hearing what he has to say toward him.)
Cy Henderson: No matter how loud you scream… no matter how long your list of grudges… you’re not above time. And you’re sure as hell not above me.
(Methuselah smirks as he listens to this, bowing his head down briefly as he formulates the words.)
Methuselah: You’re right… I’m beyond you.
(Cy Henderson’s eyes begin to narrow as the World Heavyweight Champion stands up from his chair, getting into the face of his challenger. As he tenses up, Tyrone quickly intervenes.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Alright, that’s enough. Thank you for joining us here tonight for this contract signing! Let’s get this show underway!
(Methuselah chuckles, knowing he got under Cy’s skin, before he turns around and makes his way out of the ring without a second glance. Cy watches him, adjusting the title over his shoulder as it’s the very last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty then begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(The camera shifts away from the ringside area, and the shot traverses backstage. Shio Corn paces back and forth in the locker room. He’s heated, given everything that has been happening between himself, David Gideon Smith, and SORN. He mutters some things to himself—)
(CREEEEEK…)
(But the door pries open, and when Shio sees who entered—)
Shio Corn: Oh, come on. Really? You ain’t got any other place you gotta be right now?
(SORN raises a brow as he looks at him.)
SORN: And since when did you own this locker room, Shio?
Shio Corn: Since I decided I didn’t want people like you all up in my space, that’s when, wise guy! Seriously, screw off. Your loser energy rubbed off on me, and that’s why this season hasn’t gone the way I thought it would.
(SORN doesn’t seem bothered by the insult, though. He merely shakes his head and lets out a chuckle.)
SORN: Loser energy, huh? I don’t know—respectfully, it wasn’t like you were setting the world on fire back when you were on Showdown either.
Shio Corn: As if you’re doing any better!
(SORN shrugs.)
SORN: And I’m aware of that. However, that is the keyword here: aware. Something you seem to be incapable of being. That’s why your behavior and words have been appalling, to say the least. I’m not here making my big mouth the most notable thing about me.
Shio Corn: Big mouth!?
(Shio’s eye twitches. He storms toward SORN, just a few inches away from him.)
Shio Corn: Listen, wise guy, I don’t know who you think you are, but this isn’t gonna fly with me!
SORN: Really? Oh, so now is when you want there to be lines drawn regarding disrespect. It’s fine for you to be arrogant and carry on with your usual ways, but let someone else reciprocate it, and you turn as red as a tomato! You know, there is a special word for someone like you who can dish out a lot but can’t take the same amount…
Shio Corn: Yeah? And what would that be?
(It’s clear things were at their apex. Shio cracks his knuckles. However, SORN isn’t backing down. A wry smirk shows, and he opens his mouth to let him know exactly how he feels—)
???: And here we are, back at square one…
(David Gideon Smith, just like when they first came across each other, is by the door. He slowly shakes his head, a scowl present. Just like before, his patience is thin—and likely nonexistent given how things have developed rapidly.)
(SORN and Shio turn toward him.)
Shio Corn: Okay, man, you aren’t about to come on here, appear like some friggin’ ghost and aura farm this time around. Shoo! Go away! You’re not needed nor wanted here!
David Gideon Smith: And who made you the owner of this locker room?
SORN: Just as I said to him.
(David looks at SORN.)
David Gideon Smith: I don’t need an echo.
(SORN’s eyes narrow.)
SORN: Not trying to be, least of all with someone like you, but I guess being cordial and finding some common ground at this juncture is futile.
David Gideon Smith: I’d say the same thing…
Shio Corn: Great! So that means we can go ahead and beat each other’s asses? How about we just skip to that part, huh? ‘Cause I’m tired of you two, and I just want to be done with this whole mess.
SORN: I agree—but while it is tempting to embarrass you, I think there’s a more appropriate avenue for that to be done in.
Shio Corn: Embarrass me!? Ha! You’re even more delusional than I thought…
(However, a smirk on Shio’s face creeps up.)
Shio Corn: … Then again, Reckless Wiring is literally around the corner. Ain’t that the show where fans get to decide the stipulation as well? I bet there’s gonna be some good ones—and that means I get to beat the crap outta you two however I want.
David Gideon Smith: Don’t make guarantees you’re simply not going to follow through on.
(Shio narrows his eyes at David. In fact, he goes ahead and walks up to him, showing that he isn’t going to back off.)
Shio Corn: You don’t know me. It’s easy for you to take a gander and think ‘cause I’m a sly, fast-talkin’, charismatic cat that I don’t got a fighting bone in my body, but I do. And honestly? Out of the two of you jabronis, I’d say you’re the one who is LONG overdue for a receipt from me.
(David snorts.)
David Gideon Smith: Is that so…?
(Shio nods.)
Shio Corn: Absolutely…
(He turns his head back toward SORN. A finger is raised, pointing at him sharply.)
Shio Corn: And that goes for the smug, little clean-cut bastard here as well.
SORN: Hm. Charming. However, I agree that I want to be done with the two of you. Reckless Wiring would be perfect to make sure all of this ends decisively.
David Gideon Smith: Well, that’s it then, isn’t it? Reckless Wiring, it is…
Shio Corn: Yeah—and imma beat the two of you. Just watch.
(Shio bumps his shoulder into David as he heads off. However, David doesn’t react. He simply shakes his head and chuckles as Shio disappears.)
David Gideon Smith: Fool.
(But when he turns his head, SORN is eyeing him down. Both men glare at one another.)
David Gideon Smith: … tch. It’ll be over for you soon, too.
SORN: Yeah? Better practice what you just preached to Shio, then, because I’m not backing down from either of you.
(David’s frown widens. But instead of attacking SORN or getting more hostile, he merely steps away. He, too, leaves the room, leaving SORN all by himself.)
SORN: Hm.
(His eyes shoot up to the clock. His match was next.)
SORN: Right.
(He gets into his back and takes out some wrist tape. He puts it on while he leaves the locker room, and from there, Friday Night Dynasty fades to commercials.)
(A commercial plays for Reckless Wiring, where David Gideon Smith, SORN, and Shio Corn collide in a tension-filled triple-threat!)
Stephie Love: The following is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Rain’ by VKL hits the speakers and Sorn rushes down from behind the curtains. He quickly heads down the ramp, going out of his way to hype the fans up.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, weighing in at 167 pounds, from Osaka, Japan, he is “THE FUTURE ACE” … SOORRRNNNN!!!
(‘Psycho’ by That’s Outrageous! hits the speakers and Effy McAvoy hops over the barricade, fired up and ready to wrestle tonight. Ahren Fournier walks down the ramp with a big smirk on his face. Effy slides in, staring her opponent down.)
Stephie Love: His opponent, accompanied by Ahren Fournier, weighing in at 125 pounds, Watch Hill, Rhode Island, she is “THE OMEN”, EFFFYYY! MCCAVVOOOYYYYY!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Jake Mercer: Here we go—EFFY WASTES NO TIME, CHARGING SORN IN THE CORNER AND FLYING INTO A FOREARM! Sorn tries to cover up but the side of his head gets battered into the turnbuckle! Effy stomps him in the ribs and she starts stomping him out against the corner! No remorse from Effy McAvoy tonight, who is looking to pick up the win! She drags Sorn up and starts throwing all kinds of forearms to the jaw! He’s stunned right now!
Stew-O: She swings another, but Sorn meets her with a knee to the ribs! A big knife edge chop from Sorn, and another! She falls backwards into the ropes, and Sorn takes her by the wrist. He sends her across the ring with an irish whip, but Effy reverses it! Sorn comes off the ropes and she flies into a dropkick to the knee! Sorn falls to his fours, and McAvoy is already back up!
Flannery McCoy: Effy sees Sorn laid out and she charges forward! SOCCER KICK TO THE HEAD—no! He evades it and yanks her down with a schoolboy rollup!
OOOOOONNNNNNEEEEEE-
Jake Mercer: Kick out! Both race to their feet and Sorn swings a punch, Effy slips underneath and hooks the waist. German suplex, tossing him on the back of his head! Sorn holds the back of his head in agony. Effy rises and drags him up, and she starts meeting him with elbows to the jaw! He falls against the ropes and Effy takes the wrist, irish whip across the ring and this time she gets it! Effy meets Sorn with a forearm as he comes off the ropes!
Stew-O: Effy takes the wrist for another one! But this time, Sorn is ready for it and he springboards up the middle rope, DIVING INTO A CROSSBODY! DOWN GOES MCAVOY! SORN IS BACK IN THIS ONE! Both are up to their feet and Sorn starts throwing chest kicks! Effy winces, and Sorn swings another, but Effy catches the leg! She slams an elbow down on the knee! Sorn stumbles, then Effy stuns him with a SLAP!
Flannery McCoy: Sorn falls to a kneel, and Effy swings a kick to the side of the head! Sorn catches her leg and throws it down! He nails her with a knee to the jaw! Sorn immediately hooks the head of Effy and lifts her up vertically—no! Effy lands behind him and she grabs his waist! She wants a german suplex of her own, but Sorn elbows her away! He runs off the ropes … NO! Effy trailing right behind him and she yanks him down with a bulldog! Sorn pops up to the canvas, holding his mouth…
Jake Mercer: He doesn’t have much time to recover, because Effy follows up with a beautiful step-up enzuigiri! Sorn falls over to his back, and Effy hastily crawls into the cover! Legs hooked!
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWWW—
Stew-O: But Sorn kicks out just in time! He rolls over, holding his jaw. Effy drags him up and she fires him up with a knife edge chop! He falls back, and another! Effy tries to place Sorn atop the turnbuckle, but he kicks her away! Effy charges in—SUPERKICK! Sorn caught her with the superkick and down she goes! He’s not done there, though! Sorn quickly pulls her head off of the canvas and turns around, hooking the arms!
Jake Mercer: She’s trying to fight it, but it may be no use! Sorn has a tight grip on those arms, and he tosses her on the back of her head with a TIGER SUPLEX! BRIDGING THE COVER AS WELL!
OOOOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Flannery McCoy: First two count of the match, but Effy kicks out! Sorn is making progress, though. Effy rolls away, trying to recuperate. Sorn claps his hands, calling her up to her feet. He charges forward, clothesline sends her into the corner! He turns around and hits off the turnbuckles for ANOTHER ONE!
Stew-O: Before he can connect, Effy with a DROP TOE HOLD INTO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE! Sorn bounces off and Effy quickly rises to her feet! She kicks him in the gut and hooks the head. Effy runs up the middle rope, soaring around into a TORNADO DDT! Sorn’s head gets bounced off the canvas and he sits up off impact, before falling to his back. But Effy isn’t done there, she’s already up to her feet!
Jake Mercer: She hits off the ropes behind her and she soars into a SENTON! Right down on the ribs of Sorn! Sorn coughs out in agony, laying on his side. Effy kneels up, slapping her chest furiously! A message is being sent to Mia Santoro right now, you know it. Effy slowly drags Sorn up…
Flannery McCoy: She’s got him in a wrist clutch! Looking for ‘THE CL—’ NO! Sorn breaks free! Back kick to the gut! He leaps to the middle rope and springboards, flying into a gamengiri that lands flush on the chin of McAvoy! She goes down and she’s out of it! Effy rises up, pumping her fist. Sorn rolls over, falling into the turnbuckles. Effy charges forward—but Sorn raises the boots up!
Jake Mercer: That got her! Sorn pushes to the middle rope, and he flies into a crossbody—NO! Effy moves and he lands right on his face! She grabs him in a wrist clutch! THIS TIME, SHE GETS TO ACTUALLY RIPCORD HIM OUT!
Stew-O: ‘THE CLIMAX!’ THE RIPCORD KNEE STRIKE CONNECTS! Sorn goes down and Effy quickly hooks the legs! That could be it!
OOOOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
TTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRR—
Flannery McCoy: BARELY! SORN GETS A SHOULDER UP! THAT WAS VERY CLOSE, THOUGH!
Jake Mercer: Effy shakes her head, and she rises to her feet. She approaches Sorn, but Sorn quickly rolls underneath the bottom rope and slips to the floor. Effy follows him out, and he’s still trying to recover! She hunches over, in an attempt to pick him up, but Sorn is dead weight!
Stew-O: She tries again, but Sorn starts throwing shots at the body! Sorn is fighting and scrapping for his life right now! Effy sends a knee to the chest, and then she throws Sorn into the steel steps! He topples over, falling onto his face! Effy is showing no regard for her opponent’s wellbeing right now!
Flannery McCoy: Effy yanks Sorn up to his feet, and she throws him into the barricade! Sorn holds his back, yelping out in pain! He rolls over, clutching at his back. And Effy starts stomping him out, repeatedly! Effy shows no remorse as she continues to slam her boot down on the back of Sorn! He yelps out in agony, and the referee is telling her to bring it back in!
Referee: (off-mic) COME ON EFFY! I DON’T WANNA COUNT YOU OUT!
Stew-O: But Effy isn’t listening to the referee! She drags Sorn up and she takes him by the wrist and she irish whips him—INTO THE RING POST! SORN CAN’T STOP HIS MOMENTUM AND HE GOES CRASHING!
(CLANG!)
Jake Mercer: I think her message has been sent! Sorn isn’t even moving on the canvas anymore! She drags him up and she now throws him into our announce table, come on! Sorn falls over, holding his ribs! And Effy is stomping the hell out of him on the floor! The referee yells through the middle rope, but Ahren Fournier is trying to tell the referee that this needs to happen! Whatever the hell that means!
Flannery McCoy: Effy drags Sorn up and she grabs him by the head. SNAP SUPLEX, RIGHT ON THE FLOOR! I DOUBT THAT PADDING WAS ENOUGH TO PROTECT HIM! Effy rises to her feet and she dusts her hands off! Sorn is still clutching at his back! That may have easily knocked him out! Effy pulls Sorn up, and finally she throws him into the ring!
Stew-O: At this rate, Sorn is just laid out in a heap. She slides into the ring and calls him up to his feet… but he can hardly stand after that onslaught from McAvoy! He’s on his fours instead… ‘STORYBOOK ENDING!’ VERY FITTING NAME, AS SORN GETS HIS HEAD SLAMMED INTO THE CANVAS! She rolls him over for the cover!
OOOOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
TTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner of this match, EFFFYYYY! MCCAAVVOOOYYYYY!!!
(Effy rises to her feet, pushing off of Sorn. The referee takes her wrist and raises it up high. Sorn is laid out and Ahren enters the ring, clapping it up for her.)
Jake Mercer: Message. Sent. Sorn tried his best—but once it got to the outside, Effy practically saw red and just decided to punish him for kicking out of The Climax!
Stew-O: Effy McAvoy is ready to become champion again. There’s not a whole lot that Sorn was going to be able to do tonight. At the end of the day? That’s just what happens.
Flannery McCoy: And she’s in prime position for her Specialists Championship match with Mia Santoro at Reckless Wiring next week!
(A commercial plays for Whataburger.)
(Returning from the brief set of commercials, Friday Night Dynasty opens up with ‘I2I’ by Magnolia Park blaring through the audio system in the arena. The fans come alive for the EAW Unified Tag Team Champions Fire & Ice, who step out on stage.)
Stephie Love: EAW Universe, please welcome, the current EAW Unified Tag Team Champions… FIRE & ICE!
[COMMENTARY INSIGHTS HERE]
(Raven and Rex stand, taking in the fans’ support for them. Rex chuckles, and speaks up.)
Rex McAllister: Well, the time finally has come. Next weekend, we’re heading off to South Korea for Reckless Wiring, and I will admit—Raven and I were a bit nervous when it seemed like no team was willing to step up and match the eagerness we have for these championships on our waists. We were not trying to stay home, so we were glad when last week, we had a team, or rather, someone step up on behalf of themself and their partner.
Raven Roberts: And we use the term partner very loosely. :mjlol:
Rex McAllister: Yeah. Hans Grayson and Drake Armstrong aren’t the best of friends…
(But despite the laugh both gave off, the situation at hand makes them more serious.)
Rex McAllister: But even with that said — Raven and I aren’t in this to have an easy lay-up for a title defense.
Crowd: 👀‼️
Raven Roberts: Yeah. It was nice to see them stand tall this past Voltage, being able to take out Elysium, but it’s obvious the tension remains. We figured Drake was on some bullshit when he said he was doing it on behalf of Hans as well, but seeing for ourselves just how much these two, or really, Hans don’t like Drake? It doesn’t fill us with certainty this is going to be a competitive fight. And we hate that.
Crowd: :lupe:
Rex McAllister: Exactly. We don’t mean to be harsh, either. Raven and I are probably the best example of opposites attracting. She and I had our own quirks and differences, yet we came together, and we were able to be a team that has stood through the tests of time. We know all about having to work alongside partners where you may not share everything with. However, we also understand the importance of these titles, and if this is going to be some weird, sideshow cartoon, or some kind of game Drake is playing with Hans? Then that’s not what we want.
Raven Roberts: This division is above the bullshit. We are above it. Rex and I didn’t work our asses off and kept our noses down with little complaint just to have to deal with “teams” that aren’t even clicking. And we know, Drake and Hans haven’t always seen eye-to-eye; we were all Dynasty Elitists just two months ago. However, I just don’t like how this match seems to be a weird tango for those two.
(She shakes her head.)
Raven Roberts: We want to face the best. Hans and Drake are obviously the future of this place, and they have shown they are more than capable of being the standard bearers for this promotion once people like Rex and I decide to call it quits for good. Ambitious men. Yet, are they capable of being tag team champions and setting aside their selfishness? With how things are… we doubt it.
(Rex and Raven remain firm in their sentiments.)
Stew-O: Blunt words there. You can see where they’re coming from.
Jake Mercer: Yeah, I guess, but look — all friends go through rough patches, right? I think Hans will come around and see Drake and where he’s coming from!
Flannery McCoy: God, you may be even more delusional than Dra—
(And that’s when ‘Pride and Prejudice’ cuts in.)
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
(Raven and Rex blink, but they’re not surprised, at least, compared to last week. They both look up at the stage, and once more, Drake Armstrong is on Dynasty.)
Stew-O: Well, he’s here, and heard everything! What does The Future and King of Elite have to say about everything?
(His theme fades, and mic in hand, he speaks.)
Drake Armstrong: Oh, guys, guys, guys. Come on now. Let us not be so crass with our assumptions. Hans and I may not have the best relationship currently, but surely, that does not mean we are incapable of felling you two? In fact, I nearby decree that we WILL be the NEW EAW Unified Tag Team Champions at Reckless Wiring!
Rex McAllister: Is that right?
Drake Armstrong: Absolutely! Hans and I shall sort through our current issues in time for next weekend. After all, we have such a monumental accomplishment waiting for us.
Raven Roberts: For you? You’re treating this as if it’s a done deal already.
(Drake grins as he gets inside of the ring, closing the distance between himself and the two.)
Drake Armstrong: Of course! And—
(‘The Leaving Song, Pt.’by AFI hits. The fans cheer loudly as Hans Grayson steps out.)
Drake Armstrong: Speaking of which…. Hans agrees!
(Hans storms into the ring, mic in hand, and he shoots a glare right at him.)
Hans Grayson: Stop speaking for me!
Crowd: :lupe:
(Drake’s eyes widen, but… he laughs.)
Drake Armstrong: Why, hello to you, too! But Hans — no need to exert your hostilities onto me. That would be better suited to be used upon the tag champions here, who doubt our capabilities at cohesion.
Hans Grayson: Oh, really? And why do you think that is, huh?
Drake Armstrong: I’m not so sure. I know you are quite crabby, yet I believe fully you and I —
Hans Grayson: Stop. Just… stop already!
Drake Armstrong: :comeagain:
Hans Grayson: I’m not doing this with you, man! I told you many, many times and I’ve HAD it. Last week doesn’t mean a damn thing, or at least, it shouldn’t, but thanks to you, Elysium wants to drag me into your mess, and—
Drake Armstrong: Hans, relax. There’s no need to—
I know
Hans Grayson: No, I’m not going to relax! Don’t talk to me like a damn child! I’m through with this—
Drake Armstrong: No, you’re not. You’re being emotional.
Hans Grayson: EMOTIONAL!? AND WHY DO YOU THINK THAT IS?!
Drake Armstrong: You—
Raven Roberts: Alright, SHUT UP, BOTH OF YOU!
(Both Hans and Drake end their quarreling, shocked by the sudden outburst. Rex, however, is just as stern.)
Rex McAllister: Yeah, this is gonna stop. We’re not here for this. Either you guys are ready to face us, or you’re not. The arguing, the infighting, it’s ridiculous.
Raven Roberts: Not to mention the match has been made. WE accepted this. So, either the two of you make good on this opportunity at the very least and give us a fight worth a damn…
Raven Roberts: Or you can both fight each other to absolute humiliation.
(Both Drake and Hans stand, absolutely gobsmacked by the harsh words given to them — more so warnings than aimless threats. However, before either man can retort, Rex and Raven leave the ring. The crowd murmurs in shock, and Drake and Hans slowly turn to one another.)
Stew-O: WOW. Firm words there by the tag champs! They’re tired of the bickering and perceived games! They want a fight, and they want Hans and Drake to give it to them, no matter what!
(The final shot shows the duo watching Fire & Ice leave as Dynasty fades to commercials.)
(A commercial plays for Reckless Wiring, where Fire & Ice defend the EAW Unified Tag Team Championships against Drake Armstrong and Hans Grayson!)
( “Dragonborn” by Jeremy Soul echoes throughout the Wukesong Arena as Brian Daniels makes his way to the ring to a resounding pop. )
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.. PLEASE WELCOME.. EAW HALL OF FAMER… BRIAN DANIELS!
Stew-O: Brian Daniels is in high spirits after his hard-fought victory over Kirk Redwood, much needed momentum, as he is in the main event tonight against a familiar foe in Methuselah, but of course, that’s taking into consideration with what he’s become tied up with another fellow Hall of Famer in Charlie Marr.
Flannery McCoy: Charlie Marr took to stage last week, lecturing his prospects on what constitutes the greatest EAW Hall of Famer of all time, listing all of his many accolades, but making sure to throw subliminals at Brian Daniels in every possible way. It didn’t affect Daniels’ mindset in his match against Kirk. Perhaps, it gave him the edge to defeat him, but this is the opportunity for Daniels to weigh in on what he said.
( Brian Daniels waves towards the crowd on the top turnbuckle before hopping off and settling in the middle of the ring with a microphone in hand. )
Brian Daniels: You know, ever since I came back in 2024, I have heard it all. I have heard the doubt, the contempt, and all the questions. “Why did you come back?” A question that has been asked in a lot of ways with a positive or negative connotation to it. It has been long drilled into my head, so anything that anyone throws my way, there is a nine out of ten chance that I have already heard it. I’ve already been through the motions of it, and taken it into account, so Charlie Marr isn’t the first person to do what he has been doing. He isn’t the first EAW Hall of Famer to draw comparisons either and I could understand why he is using those to get into my head, to cater to his ego, but again. I’ve heard it all. I’ve seen it all. I’ve faced it all.
Brian Daniels: I am at a point in my career where I can look through this business from a more optimistic lens. It comes with experience, but there also comes a point at a time where enough is enough. This doesn’t even have to do with the fact that he rented out a whole classroom, tipped off a bunch of College students to play his game, but it’s the fact that he has fooled himself into believing that he can do whatever he wants. He thinks his actions, reprehensible or not, deserve no criticism, better yet, that everything he says is the prophecy, and it’s that he believes he can operate with that M.O at my expense.
Brian Daniels: Trust me when I say this, I am not saying this for myself, but I’m speaking on the behalf of everyone here in Beijing and the people at home. We are not about to go through an entire season of Charlie Marr. I am done with the games, the insults, and just Charlie in general and it’s time that I get this all under control.
Brian Daniels: If only Charlie could apply the love and effort he does into running that motormouth of his own, into actually backing up those words because he’s taken every opportunity to drag my reputation through the mud, calling me worthless and all, and I could sit here and do the same. But, I am feeling good today, and I want to give my fellow EAW Hall of Famer the opportunity to do something that he definitely wasn’t inducted for; and that’s backing up his words.
( Brian gestures the camera to zoom in on him as he stares intently at the camera. )
Brian Daniels: Alright, Charlie. Put your money where your mouth is, because whoever loses? LEAVES EAW!
( The crowd goes crazy for this, as if the match wasn’t heated enough. It settles into suspense and some worry, but Brian Daniels’ face remains the same because he fully meant this. )
Brian Daniels: So, what do you say about that? How about you take yourself out of the back, step into this ring with me, and tell me exactly how you feel about it to my face.
( Brian Daniels looks towards the stage, putting his microphone down and patiently waiting for Charlie Marr to make his appearance. )
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Brian Daniels: Come on! Back up your words!
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( Still, no one. )
Brian Daniels: What classro–
( Brian Daniels gets his mic cut off to laughter. His face immediately dulls, along to a negative reaction of the crowd, as Charlie Marr walks out to the stage. )
Charlie Marr: You want to know what else it takes to be the greatest EAW Hall Of Famer of all time? A bloody brain, and surprise, surprise, you don’t got one because how stupid do you have to be to raise the stakes? The stakes were raised high enough! Well, not for me. But, especially for you because this is a humongous opportunity for you, Brian! This could be the first time, well, that you actually did something worth a damn in this company since your return, and that’s getting a win over Charlie Marr. But, let’s be frank here, that isn’t going to happen, because the last thing that I want is to allow myself to take a loss to a pathetic washed veteran such as yourself. But, you’ve managed to make that the second last thing, but something that I never ever want to do is get ousted by this company by someone like you.
( Marr points at Daniels as he begins to make his way up the steel steps and onto the apron. )
Charlie Marr: You could’ve left it at what it was before, to let these people vote for whatever bullshit they got in the polls, but you’ve decided to make it even more difficult than you. You’ve booked yourself a one-way ticket to career suicide. If you really do not want to listen to my advice and kill your own career willingly by stepping away, then I have no problem ending it the way just like I said it would be at the beginning of this season, on my own terms.
Charlie Marr: I am hoping that these people choose the most awful stipulation because that would make it all sweeter.
( The crowd boos while Charlie Marr enters the ring with a fat smirk on his face. )
Brian Daniels: You still don’t know what you’re getting into. Do you?
Charlie Marr: The only person who should be wondering what they’ve gotten themselves into is you. Did you not ever think to ask yourself when you came back to this company when no one asked?
Brian Daniels: Trust me, I have always known what I’ve signed for my entire career. But, you? You have no idea that when Reckless Wiring rolls around the corner, it’s going to end with my foot down your throat, then up your ass when I KICK YOU OUT OF THIS COMPANY!
Charlie Marr: Oh, I am so sure. I am so sure that it’ll be that easy to kick me out, just as easy as the decision it was to tuck your tail in between your legs and abandon this company like you did.
Brian Daniels: MY HISTORY DOESN’T MATTER! WHAT MATTERS IS THAT I AM RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW! AND I AM GOING TO RIP YOUR THROAT OUT!
Charlie Marr: What was that?
Brian Daniels: You heard m–
( Charlie Marr tries to land in a cheap shot, but Daniels ducks it and starts lighting up him with jabs and strikes. )
Stew-O: CHARLIE MARR TRIED TO GET ONE IN, BUT DANIELS HAD IT SCOUTED! AND NOW DANIELS OVERWHELMS MARR IN THE CORNERS WITH LEFTS AND RIGHTS!
Flannery McCoy: CHARLIE MARR PUSHES DANIELS AWAY!! AND DANIELS INSTINCTIVELY CHARGES BACK INTO HIM, BUT A REFEREE DIVES IN HIS WAY AND HOLDS HIM BACK—AND THAT GIVES MARR AN OPENING TO KICK HIM SQUARE IN THE HEAD!!
Jake Mercer: Brian Daniels goes down! AND CHARLIE MOUNTS AND STARTS RAINING DOWN DANIELS!! POW! POW! POW! HE’S DRILLING INTO DANIELS!!! He lets go and gets up to unbutton and take off his dress shirt.
Flannery McCoy: Marr pulls him up by his beard before punching him back down! Marr has it on his own terms right now, as he stands on the other side of the ring, possibly looking to take him down for good with the Charing Cross!
Stew-O: AND CHARLIE SPRINTS AND PIVOTS INTO THE DISCUS LARIAT–
Jake Mercer: BRIAN DANIELS WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE CHEST!!!! CHARLIE GOES DOWN, GRABBING HIS CHEST IN PAIN AS DANIELS NOW QUICKLY RUNS INTO THE CORNER!!
Stew-O: THE CROWD IS RALLYING BEHIND DANIELS! AS HE LOOKS AROUND THE ARENA! BEFORE CHARGING INTO MARR! VALAR MORGHULIS!!
Jake Mercer: NO!! CHARLIE STEPS TO THE SIDE!! DANIELS MISSES THE RUNNING KNEE!! AND HE TURNS AROUN–
Flannery McCoy: CHARLIE WITH A KICK TO THE GROIN!! FOLLOWED BY THE QUEEN IS DEAD!! DANIELS FALLS TO THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK DDT! AND LOOK AT THE SATISFIED LOOK ON CHARLIE’S FACE! HE’S GOT HIM WHERE HE WANTS HIM!
( Charlie Marr unhooks the arms and gets up to his feet. He stands tall over the unconscious Brian Daniels, mouthing “Everything will end soon.” as “It Ain’t Safe” by Skepta begins to play. )
(A commercial plays for Reckless Wiring, where Charlie Marr and Brian Daniels collide in a Loser Leaves EAW match!)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Razorface’ by Celldweller hits the PA speakers and David Gideon Smith emerges from the back, black and white lights flashing throughout the building. David slowly makes his way down the stage, outstretching his hands to draw his Black Blade signal.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, residing in Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is “DGS” DAVID! GIDEON! SMITH!
(‘Judas’ by Lady Gaga is next to start booming throughout the arena, and Holly Arrow makes her way out with a very focused look on her face. She stomps up the mat and enters the ring, posing in the center.)
Stephie Love: His opponent, from Liverpool, England, weighing in at 149 pounds, she is “THE LODESTAR” HOOOLLLLLYYYYY!! ARRRROOOOWWWWW!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Jake Mercer: That’s the sound of the bell and Holly Arrow and David Gideon Smith waste no time, stepping to the center of the ring. Both engage in a tight lockup, both trying to get the upperhand over the other. Holly transitions to a waist lock, but DGS grabs her by the wrists and overpowers her, spinning her in front of him. He hooks her into a tight headlock and transitions into a Judo-esque hip toss, slamming her down onto her back. David has the headlock in tight and Holly grits her teeth.
Stew-O: Holly places her hand on his jaw, slowly pushing his head back! David struggles, trying his hardest to get free! But it’s clearly not very easy to stop that discomfort from holding him back to getting full grip on this headlock! Holly slowly presses his head down, and now she’s got him in a headscissors! David tries to kip out of it, but Holly sits up with him and she catches him out of the air, hooking her free legs around his arm, and then tucking her arm underneath his pit, rolling him into a crucifix pinfall!
ONE!
Flannery McCoy: But David kicks out! Both rise to their feet! Holly swings a kick, but David ducks underneath and interlocks his fingers with her hands. He tries to flip her out, but Holly catches herself in mid-air and wraps her legs around the waist of David, bringing them down into a beautifully executed Victory Roll pinfall! David’s shoulders are pressed to the canvas AGAIN!
ONE!
Jake Mercer: Nope! David kicks out! He rises to his feet, but Holly sweeps his legs out! She drops into a lateral press, but David kicks out before the referee can make a count. He rolls to his knee and as Holly is getting up, he sweeps her legs as well! She falls onto her back and he drops into a lateral press of his own—but despite the size advantage, Holly shows her strength as she bridges out of the pinfall! DGS kneels up, looking at Holly who is standing up on her feet. He sarcastically claps for her.
David Gideon Smith: (off-mic) Commendable.
Stew-O: Holly shakes it off and both rise to their feet, circling around the ring. DGS slowly raises a hand up in the air, testing if Holly will take the risk of a test of strength…?!?! Holly looks up at his hand for a moment, clearly lost in thought. But she nods her head and she reaches up for that test of strength, interlocking fingers with him. She gets the other hand to lock with David’s, and he immediately overpowers her! You can see Holly struggling as David pushes down on the grip, bending her wrists back!
Jake Mercer: She struggles, trying to get free, but David is really using his strength to his advantage right now! Holly shakes her head, trying to fight it off—but I’m not sure if she can. She starts to get pushed on her back foot, as David is pressing forward and forcing her to falter to his power. David smirks, stepping forward. He bends his knee to generate power in his lower body and use it against her… and clearly, it’s been working thus far! Holly is down to a knee, meanwhile, David is about to press her to the canvas for an easy cover!
Flannery McCoy: Not so easy, though! Holly starts to fight it! She tries to push back against David—and he’s starting to feel the resistance! Holly leaps up to her feet, and instead of continuing to battle the test of strength, she KICKS David square in the ribs! That catches David off guard, and she does it again! DGS’s grip loosens, but Holly still has his hand trapped! She slaps his other one down, freeing the other hand, and now Holly races to the ropes! She runs up the middle rope, then leaps to the top, and springboards off the ropes into a beautiful armdrag!
Stew-O: That sends David sprawling across the canvas! He holds his back, not expecting that at all. David rolls to a kneel and Holly is up as well! She runs across the ring, sending him back with a shotgun dropkick! The impact sends David backwards into the turnbuckles! The back of his head bounces off the middle turnbuckle and he slips to a seated position. Holly rises to her feet and she quickly runs off the ropes, looking to go back to the well!
Jake Mercer: It doesn’t work in her favor, though! David sees her flying in for another dropkick and races out of the corner, beating her to the punch! He catches her legs in the air and she falls flat onto her back! David looks back, nodding his head profusely. He falls backwards, sending her face-first into the turnbuckles with a SLINGSHOT! Holly falls against the turnbuckles, essentially knocked out cold. DGS rises up and approaches Holly. He wraps her arm around the back of her head and slowly lifts her up in the air…
Flannery McCoy: But Holly lands over his shoulder onto her feet! She stumbles backwards, considering the man is 6’5”, that’s a steep landing! Holly shoves David forward, and his head makes contact with the turnbuckle for the second time in a row! David holds his forehead, completely caught off guard. He turns around to Holly, who steps onto his knee and leaps forward into a ROLLING ARMBAR! DAVID TRIES TO BLOCK IT, BUT HE GETS SENT TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! AND HOLLY PULLS BACK ON THAT ARM!
Stew-O: BEAUTIFUL EXECUTION FROM ARROW! DGS is writhing in pain on the canvas! Holly is pulling back on his arm, trying to hyperextend it! She grabs the wrist of David, with a tight grip on it! David reaches out, desperately flailing around! David places his hand on the ankles of Holly, trying to break the grip! But Holly has her ankles tightly crossed over the other! David struggles, and he begins to roll to his side!
Jake Mercer: Holly is still pulling on that arm, but David continues to wriggle his body, and he pushes Holly to her side! He frees his arm, and Holly is now pushed to her fours! David shakes out his arm, but he transitions to a front chancery, intent on getting that D’Arce Choke in—but as they rolled, it was to the ropes! Holly scoots backwards and she gets her foot on the bottom rope! That was extremely close, but DGS was saved by Holly’s great ring awareness! She rolls under the bottom rope, gasping for air.
Flannery McCoy: This has been a tough battle, without a doubt. DGS approaches her and reaches over the top rope, but Holly takes the wrist and she hot shots his arm! She slapped it over the top rope and the whiplash of the ropes going into his arm has DGS writhing in pain! He can’t get away for long though, as Holly leaps up in the air and captures his arm, transitioning to a ROPE HUNG ARMBAR! IT’S IN TIGHT! DAVID HOWLS OUT IN AGONY! HE’S HAVING HIS ARM TRAPPED OVER THE ROPES! THERE’S ONLY SO MUCH HE CAN DO HERE!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
Stew-O: Holly releases the grip, falling to the apron. But the damage has been done! DGS staggers away, holding at his shoulder in pain. He tries to shake out that pain, but it’s not so easy! He’s hunched over, continuing to tend to his arm. Meanwhile, Holly is climbing to the top rope! She sees DGS still recovering, and she launches her entire body off the top rope! MISSILE DROPKICK TO THE SHOULDER! THAT GETS DGS TO TOPPLE OVER, AT THE RISK OF HOLLY’S BODY!
Jake Mercer: Now Holly may be hurting, but so is DGS! His shoulder is messed up and that means he won’t be able to hit The Black Blade later on in this match! Holly slowly rises, and she sees David struggling. She hooks the arm and turns around, trying for a fujiwara armbar—but he muscles himself up to his feet and he shoves her to the ropes with all of his might! Holly comes off the ropes and David throws all he’s got into a LEAPING BIG BOOT! Holly gets flattened from that, and DGS staggers away from her!
Flannery McCoy: David shakes out his arm, cursing himself for allowing Holly to pick up so much offense over him. She’s still laid out on the floor, checking her lip for any blood. David approaches Holly, dragging her off of the canvas. Despite the pain in his arm, he wraps her arm around his head and hooks the side of her waist! He heaves Holly up off of the canvas—’Caedomorph CLAW!’! THE BACKDROP SUPLEX LIFT, TRANSITIONED INTO A FALLING CHOKESLAM! HE PLANTED HER WITH IT! BUT HIS ARM IS STILL HURTING! Nonetheless, David crawls over and makes the cover!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: HOLLY SHOOTS A SHOULDER UP! Maybe if David wasn’t in so much pain, he could’ve gotten closer to a three count right there! David looks at the referee, shaking his head. He refuses to stay out of this one, though. David rises and drags Holly up. He once again grabs her in that backdrop position, looking for a different Caedomorph variation! But when he lifts her up, she throws a kick at the bad arm! David releases Holly and she lands on her feet! David staggers, and Holly throws a chest kick! That caught the chest AND the shoulder!
Jake Mercer: David falls back into the ropes, and he stubbornly throws an elbow! Holly boots the elbow! And then she leaps in the air, cracking him with a knee to the side of the head! David falls to a knee, holding his head. Holly sees that she’s got him hurt and she runs off the ropes, now! But as she’s coming off the ropes, DGS is waiting for her! ‘VOID THUNDER!’ THE SPINNING SIDE SLAM CATCHES HOLLY OFF GUARD! AND SHE’S DOWN AGAIN! But how many times can David go to a move involving his arm! The pain is hindering him, as he slowly crawls to the cover, again!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
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Flannery McCoy: Another kick out from Arrow! That’s gotta be pissing DGS off at this point. Every time that it looks like he’s closing in on the early victory, it’s the bad arm that’s holding him back from making these crucial pinfalls. However, at the same time, you can’t count out the resilience of Holly Arrow and you CERTAINLY can’t count out her great strategy! David is up to his feet and he wraps his arm around the neck of Holly, slowly picking her up. He’s got her in a front facelock and starts to lift her up vertically… but as Holly gets lifted in the air, she throws a knee to the top of his head! He lowers her in discomfort, and then she drops a knee to his shoulder as well!
Stew-O: Holly drops to her feet and she grabs the arm of David, placing it around the top rope! She sends a kick to the arm,which keeps him at bay against the ropes. Holly steps out to the apron and she quickly climbs the top rope…! David is trying his hardest to get free from the ropes, but HOLLY DIVES OFF THE TOP! DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO THE ARM! THAT COULD HAVE EASILY DISLOCATED HIS SHOULDER! DAVID FALLS OVER, HOLDING HIS ARM IN PAIN! He staggers away, and Holly stalks him up to his feet!
Jake Mercer: I don’t think David wants to get back up, though! All of that pain has to be jolting through his body right now! He struggles up, and Holly takes him by the hair, sending him off to the ropes! David comes off the ropes at high speed and she tucks underneath the bad arm, using EVERYTHING in her power to heave him up for ‘VICTORIA!’ THE POP UP KNEE STRIKE CONNECTS, SHADE OF FORMER WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION MYLES—AND DAVID GOES DOWN! Holly staggers over, hooking the legs! Could this be it?!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHH—
Stew-O: BUT DAVID KICKS OUT! Holly sits up and she punches the canvas out of anger! She’s been working that arm efficiently, even roping in the bad arm to connect with ‘Victoria’ and it still wasn’t enough to win her that match! DGS rolls away, tending to the bad arm. Holly rises to her feet and she stalks David, but now it’s DGS who rolls underneath the bottom rope. She follows him over, but David with a shoulder barrage using the good arm! He wraps his hand around her neck and yanks her down with a hotshot over the top rope! Just like she did to the arm, and the tides have turned! Holly falls backwards, holding her throat in pain!
Flannery McCoy: David enters the ring, and he winds his arm up… ‘THE BLACK BLADE!’ NO! HOLLY KICKS THE BAD ARM! David made a mistake going for that! And now it’s her turn to capitalize! She hooks the head and the arm for ‘PSISONIC CROSSBOW’ — BUT DAVID IS TOO HEAVY! He stalls the hold and he quickly spins out! Holly reaches for him, trying to get back to David—but she can’t!
Jake Mercer: ‘EDGE LOGIC I!’ THE ROUNDHOUSE KICK CONNECTS! DGS COULDN’T USE HIS ARMS, BUT HE CAN SURE USE HIS LEGS! HE CAUGHT HER BEHIND THE EAR AND HOLLY CRUMBLES TO THE CANVAS! David shakes off the pain, falling to his knees! He quickly hooks the legs of Arrow and the referee slides down for the count! We could be looking at the end of this match right here if Holly can’t kick out!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Stew-O: NO! EXTREMELY CLOSE CALL, BUT HOLLY KICKS OUT! These two have been going tit for tat since the bell rung and still, no winner! David looks around and you can just see the frustration on his face! What will it take for either of these two to wrap this one up! He rises to his feet and limps over, dragging Holly up. David nails Holly with a forearm, and she falls to the ropes. David shakes out the bad arm and he drags Holly up. This time he throws a chest kick! And another one!
Flannery McCoy: Arrow is practically stationary against the ropes right now! DGS just starts throwing chest kick after chest kick after chest kick! Holly has nothing to offer right now! David is just battering her with all of these kicks! And the referee intervenes, reminding him that she’s on the ropes! David backs up, giving the ref a break… and he swings ONE MORE KICK! But Holly moves out of the way, and his leg gets caught over the top rope! Holly quickly hits off the ropes! DROPKICK TO THE LEG, AND HE TOPPLES OVER TO THE APRON!
Jake Mercer: DGS tries to hang on and not fall to the floor! Holly marches over, going to the middle rope. She climbs up, hooking David into a front facelock. Holly tries to lift David back up on the apron, but he’s too heavy! Instead, he muscles her over the top ropes instead! He tries to cradle the arms and legs, looking for ‘THE GRAND UNIFIER!’ BUT HIS SHOULDER GIVES OUT ON HIM! Holly lands behind David! He turns around and swings for her, but Holly with a superkick! David is stunned now…
Stew-O: Holly sees her chance! She takes the rope and leaps onto David, but he catches her into a wheelbarrow! David shakes his head, looking to muscle Holly up—but she rotates her body in mid-air like a victory roll, but halts the momentum and brings David to go crashing face-first on the edge of the apron! That’s the hardest part of the ring! And DGS is completely out of it! Holly falls to the floor with him, nodding profusely, though! She knows that she’s got the match in the bag! She staggers up, feeling the energy…
Stew-O: … Wait a second.
(Everyone’s attention now goes to the ramp, where Grace De Luca hastily rushes down with something in hand. She makes her way over to Holly, frantically.)
Grace De Luca: (off-mic) Holly, Holly, there you are! I’ve been looking all over for you!
Holly Arrow: (off-mic) WHAT do you want, Grace?!
(Suddenly, Grace extends out a … scrunchie?!)
Grace De Luca: (off-mic) You dropped this backstage! I just wanted to do you a solid and give it back to you!
Holly Arrow: (off-mic) I dropped that?! What the hell even says that’s mine?! And why now? Get that outta my face, I have a match to win!
(Grace looks at Holly and gasps at her dismissive demeanor.)
Grace De Luca: (off-mic) What do you mean?! I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I didn’t return this to yo—
Holly Arrow: (off-mic) GET OUTTA MY FACE, GRACE!
(Holly shakes her head, turning back to ringside. She sees David is getting back in and quickly follows in behind him.)
Jake Mercer: Grace De Luca’s attempts to return the scrunchie to Holly proved to be futile! Holly makes her way inside of the ring, stalking DGS back up to his feet… ‘THE BLACK BLADE!’ DGS WAS PLAYING POSSUM! AND HOLLY JUST GOT FOLDED ON THE BACK OF HER NECK! BUT DAVID IS HOLDING AT HIS ARM IN AGONY! HE’S SLOW TO MAKE THE COVER! Grace is so frightened by the power of David that she’s given up on trying to help Holly and give her the scrunchie back!
Stew-O: That’s because Grace never cared to help in the first place! Holly is out of it, but David has spent so much time writhing on the canvas that he no longer trusts it! He crawls over to Holly and grabs a fistful of her hair with the good arm, sitting her up. David staggers to the turnbuckles behind Holly, and he runs out of them! ‘THE UN|MAKER!’ SUPERMAN ELBOW TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! HE HAD TO FLY DOWN TO CONNECT WITH THAT, AND HOLLY IS OUT OF IT! DGS rolls Holly over, that’s two of his deadliest moves used in succession!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING DING DING)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner of this match, DDAAVVIIIDDD! GIIDDDEEOOONNN! SMMMITTTHHHHH!!!
(DGS rolls off of Holly, holding at the arm. It’s not in the best of shape after that hellacious war, but a win is a win. He observes Grace outside the ring and sneers. Nonetheless, the referee takes his good arm and raises it. He backs to the ropes, exiting the ring. Holly lays there, stunned from what just happened, whilst Grace continues to feign innocence.)
Jake Mercer: That’s one of David Gideon Smith’s biggest wins in EAW thus far! Him and Holly Arrow had a war—we didn’t expect that, but these two beat the hell out of each other and showed how willing they were for the win! Regardless of Grace’s involvement, you can’t say that David was on his way to losing that one!
Flannery McCoy: It could’ve gone either way, but it went in the direction of DGS! A lot of momentum picked up ahead of Reckless Wiring, meanwhile, Holly is gonna be fighting from underneath…. she’s got a lot to follow up on after Grace pretty much cost her that match, and now she’s gotta deal with the shame of losing to DGS! I hope Holly isn’t too down on herself, she was phenomenal tonight.
Stew-O: Both of them were, truly. That was a great match and nothing but respect to both. I don’t understand why Grace wanted to get involved—but she’s not going to actually get away with that. One way or another, Holly will certainly get her revenge at Reckless Wiring, and that’s not even accounting for Kasai’s involvement… nothing but the best of luck to Grace, that’s for sure.
(A commercial plays for Chilli’s.)
Stephie Love: Please welcome at this time… the EAW Interwire Champion, BRAEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(‘Ultra Instinct Theme’ by Carameii began blaring through the speakers to a huge positive reaction as BRAE came out from behind the stage curtains with the Interwire Championship in hand. He marches down the ramp, tagging some of the fans along the way while maintaining his focus on the squared circle above all.)
Stew-O: Here comes our Interwire Champion, Son BRAE, who has been embroiled in an increasingly tense rivalry with the ruthless Dog of War, the Unkillable Kirk Redwood! Kirk Redwood has made it no secret how badly he wants a championship, and it’s to BRAE’s misfortune that the Dog of War has decided to sic himself on him!
Flannery McCoy: It’s been back and forth with those two as they’ve both been interfering with each other’s nights for the past few weeks of Friday Night Dynasty, but it’s all coming to a head when they officially clash for that valuable Interwire Championship at Reckless Wiring!
Jake Mercer: There’s no telling which one of them will come out on top! BRAE just won the Interwire Championship at Pain for Pride and he’s definitely not looking to lose it on the first marquee event of the new season, but Kirk Redwood has been struggling and toiling for his entire career thus far for that coveted singles championship, and he’s found himself in a prime position to take it with no other competitors in the match!
Stew-O: That’s not even to mention the fact that it’s Reckless Wiring, which means the match type could end up being something completely insane! We’ll have to watch and see how the match itself plays out, but let’s hear what the Interwire Champion has to say one week away from the championship showdown!
(BRAE steps into the ring and graciously takes a microphone from the ringside staff before beginning to speak.)
BRAE: You know… when I was being raised, among other things, I was taught about the meaning of redemption. And that’s just it: it MEANT something when I was taught it. It’s a true, fundamental shift in somebody’s mindset when they know they’ve been in the wrong and they’ve forced themselves to come to terms with that. Redemption is supposed to make somebody BETTER, it’s supposed to be a matter of evolution! So you’ll understand where I’m coming from when I come out and say that Kirk Redwood has been very annoying this past month.
BRAE: What’s he been saying since the start of 2025? That he’s been doing all of this because of his love for his family? What kind of example is he supposed to be setting when his “love” leads him to constantly mess with people’s careers? I’ll tell you all exactly what’s going on here, and it definitely isn’t the redemption that Kirk Redwood thinks he’s doing. It’s desperation. Just simple, pure desperation by someone that feels like he hasn’t received what he feels like he has earned from this business.
BRAE: Don’t get me wrong, I can admire fighting spirit, that’s the principle that I live and die by. Every single day, I put myself through the most intense training that I can possibly think of because that’s the passion that I have to keep on improving, that’s the desperation that I have to become a better wrestler. But I go about things in the right way, I don’t need to resort to all of this instigating and interfering the way that Kirk Redwood has been doing just to get in my head and take away the Interwire Championship from me.
BRAE: If Kirk Redwood thinks I’m a pushover that’ll just take everything he’s been doing to me over the course of the past month lying down, then he has another thing coming when we step into the ring against each other at Reckless Wiring. I have had enough. I have had absolutely ENOUGH of Kirk’s nonsense; he’s been aggravating the shit out of me since the new season started, and now I’m ready to show him what happens when he messes with me.
BRAE: Back in January, I already faced a loss against Kirk Redwood when he knocked me out of the King of Elite tournament, back when I was the New Breed Champion. But things have changed, and the BRAE of then is not the BRAE you’ll be going up against next week, Kirk. You aren’t going to be getting the better of me this time, not with all of the hard work and training that I have put in, and definitely not with the Interwire Championship that I bled to win on the line.
(Suddenly, Ballad of a Prodigal Son by Lincoln Durham began blaring through the speakers to a loud mixed reaction as Kirk Redwood stormed out from behind the stage curtains with a deep glare and clenched fists. He performed no theatrics, opting instead to simply storm down the ramp and get right in the face of the Interwire Championship.)
Kirk Redwood: You pretentious fucking jackass. You think that just because you’ve put in some effort that you’ll just be able to blitz past me? You think that putting in the work is all that it’ll take? Newsflash, BRAE, I’ve been putting in hard work from the day I was born, god damnit. I have gone through more struggle and strife in my life than you could ever IMAGINE, and it’s what has made me the man that I am today.
Kirk Redwood: You have no right to criticize me for the way I am going about my redemption. This is my labor of love, and the only part you play is being the man that I beat down to become the Interwire Champion and prove my worth to my family. This is the way that I can make it up to them, the way that I can provide for them, the way that I can be the man that they need me to be. And considering the fact that you were already feeling insecure about your place on a brand with this many heavy hitters, I think you’re in no position to be dismissive about me and the threat that I pose to your Interwire Championship. You think just because you won the title at Pain for Pride that you’re invincible? That mental wall comes crashing down when I send a wrecking ball crashing through it.
BRAE: I get it… I won’t hesitate to admit that I was feeling that worry, but the fact that I won this title against a legend at Pain for Pride is what injected me with the confidence I needed to keep my head held high. With this title, it’s my responsibility to hoist it up and represent it the best that I possibly can. And if YOU think that I’m not going to be good enough to fulfill that role, then I’ll just have to prove you wrong. Because I believe that I can do it. I believe I can be the HEART of this brand.
BRAE: Not just the heart of Dynasty, but the FURY of Dynasty. I am the FIRE of Dynasty. I am its FUEL, its DRIVE, I am EVERYTHING THAT I NEED TO BE TO MAKE THIS INTERWIRE CHAMPIONSHIP THE MOST PRESTIGIOUS IT HAS EVER BEEN! SO NO MATTER WHAT STRUGGLE YOU’VE BEEN THROUGH IN YOUR LIFE, I’LL STRUGGLE EVEN HARDER TO MAKE SURE THAT I LEAVE RECKLESS WIRING AS THE INTERWIRE CHAMPION THAT THIS TITLE DESERVES TO HAVE!
(The crowd started cheering at BRAE’s fiery spirit, but all it elicited from Kirk Redwood was a short, derisive laugh.)
Kirk Redwood: I’m sorry… the Fury of Dynasty? Are you kidding me? I would have hoped that a month of me hunting you down would have been enough to teach you exactly what I am, but if I need to spell it out for you, then I’ll do that. If you want to talk about Fury, then you don’t need to look any further because you’re already staring into the eyes of the FACE of Fury! Every month that I spend without a championship just builds that fury up more and more, and every waking moment I feel my blood boiling beneath my skin.
Kirk Redwood: THAT is real fury, BRAE, and that is the fury that I am going to have to unleash on you in order to take that title away from you. And if that leaves you bruised, bloodied, or even broken, then that’ll just have to be the price that you pay, because I have been waiting for so long for the chance to reign as a champion and I am not going to miss my shot. Not this time, not ever again.
BRAE: We’ve heard these promises before, Kirk; every time you do find your way back into the championship scene, you always say the same lines, and the fact is that you’ve just had too many promises broken for me to even believe you anymore. If you were going to be a champion and you had all of this fury, then it should have happened a long time ago. I don’t know if it will ever happen, but I’ll tell you one thing from a man that actually says the truth. It will NOT be against me, I can promise you that.
(Kirk Redwood began that derisive laugh yet again, just shaking his head at BRAE before suddenly–)
Stew-O: OH, AND KIRK REDWOOD SNAPS! HE’S STARTED BATTERING BRAE OVER THE HEAD WITH A BARRAGE OF FISTS! BUT THE INTERWIRE CHAMPION SEEMS TO HAVE BEEN PREPARED FOR KIRK TO PULL THIS KIND OF STUNT BECAUSE HE IMMEDIATELY STARTED FIGHTING BACK, AND NOW THE TWO ARE BRAWLING! THE INTERWIRE CHAMPIONSHIP JUST FELL TO THE CANVAS AS THESE TWO MEN CAN’T WAIT UNTIL RECKLESS WIRING!
Flannery McCoy: THIS IS GETTING OUT OF HAND! BOTH OF THEM ARE TRYING TO KILL EACH OTHER RIGHT HERE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! BRAE SUDDENLY THRUST KICKS KIRK REDWOOD IN THE CHEST, CAUSING HIM TO STUMBLE BACK A FEW FEET!
Jake Mercer: AND NOW BRAE TAKES AIM AND RUSHES TOWARDS KIRK REDWOOD… HE’S GOING FOR MORRIGAN, THAT INTENSE BROGUE KICK– WAIT, BUT KIRK REDWOOD MANAGED TO JUMP TO THE SIDE… AND LAND ON THE MIDDLE ROPE! HE SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE WHILE BRAE STUMBLES FORWARD AFTER MISSING THE MORRIGAN, AND–
Stew-O: THE .50 CAL PUNCH CONNECTS! KIRK REDWOOD JUST KNOCKED BRAE OUT COLD, AND HE’S ROARING WITH BARELY CONTAINED ANGER AT THE INTERWIRE CHAMPION! HE GRABS THE TITLE AND SHOVES IT IN HIS FACE, YELLING THAT IT’S GOING TO BE HIS!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE wasn’t able to knock Kirk out in time… and now Kirk Redwood is standing tall over the Interwire Champion, with the title itself held high over the fallen body of the champion! Could this be a preview of what we’re going to see at Reckless Wiring?!
(The video feed lingers on Kirk Redwood flaunting the Interwire Championship over BRAE before slowly fading to black.)
(A commercial plays for Reckless Wiring, where BRAE defends the EAW Interwire Championship against Kirk Redwood!)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Genie In A Bottle’ by Christina Aguilera began playing to huge boos as Grace De Luca strutted out from behind the stage curtains with a haughty expression plastered across her face. She basks in her own glory and takes several moments in the center of the stage posing before sauntering down the ramp towards the ring.
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 121 pounds… she is THE PARADIGM OF PERFECTION, GRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE! DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! LUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Stew-O: The crowd here in attendance is certainly making it clear that they do not like a single thing about Grace de Luca, that’s for sure! I can barely hear myself through all of these boos! But can you really blame them after the way that Grace De Luca has been acting since the day that she debuted?
Flannery McCoy: She always presents herself as in the right and, well, as her nickname would say, the paradigm of perfection! But when she gets in that ring, she always takes every shortcut that she can and never takes accountability for anything! It’s no wonder that she has been getting into enough trouble that she’s ended up in this rivalry with both Kasai and Holly Arrow!
Jake Mercer: We’ve even seen earlier how she’d just go and mess with Holly Arrow just for the love of the game! It’s all going to come to a head at Reckless Wiring when the three ladies clash against each other, but for tonight Grace has the opportunity to get a huge win this early in her career with victory over the current Interwire Champion!
(The crowd came unglued with loud cheers as ‘Ultra Instinct Theme’ by Carameii began blaring through the speakers and BRAE made his way out from behind the stage curtains to the stage. He is still reeling after his brawl against Kirk Redwood from just before the commercial break, where Kirk hit him with the .50 Cal Punch. Rubbing his jaw, BRAE nevertheless grits his teeth with a determined expression on his face and stormed down the ramp towards the squared circle.)
Stephie Love: AND HER OPPONENT! Hailing from Novosibirsk, Russia, weighing in at 215 pounds… he is the EAW INTERWIRE CHAMPION… SON BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Stew-O: We can see that BRAE is still reeling from the damage that Kirk Redwood inflicted on him right before our commercial break, but that certainly isn’t stopping out fiery Interwire Champion from fighting through the pain and making it for his match just a few minutes after the altercation!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE has never been one to shy away from a fight, not even when he first debuted in the company, because that’s just how he operates; you put a man like that against a man as combative and perpetually angry as Kirk Redwood and the events of the past month were BOUND to happen!
Jake Mercer: This is the last match that BRAE will have before that inevitable showdown with the Dog of War, and after the stunt Kirk pulled just a few minutes ago, you can bet that he’ll be watching BRAE like a hawk from backstage to see how he fares against Grace De Luca!
Stew-O: Only one of them will be able to come out of this with the victory, let’s see who it’ll be!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And the match is underway! BRAE and Grace De Luca make their way out of their respective corners, and it looks like Grace De Luca is taking a more active approach to this match than you’d normally see from someone that employs her strategies!
Flannery McCoy: Yeah, she’s got quite the aggressive stride as she inches closer and closer towards BRAE; I guess it’s not too surprising, though, because she was backstage when she saw that brawl between BRAE and Kirk Redwood, and she definitely saw BRAE getting knocked out by that .50 Cal Punch!
Jake Mercer: Kirk Redwood softened the Interwire Champion up for her, and knowing the way she operates, she definitely doesn’t see a problem in capitalizing and taking advantage of that fact!
Stew-O: Even if BRAE is walking into this match hurt, that’s still one of the toughest people in this company today and the Interwire Champion, he won’t be giving a victory to Grace De Luca for free! BRAE goes to lock up, but Grace De Luca suddenly backpedals at the last moment, stepping back as BRAE lunges forward, and instead firing up a front kick that connects right with the jaw of the Interwire Champion, right where Kirk hit him!
Flannery McCoy: Grace De Luca immediately takes advantage by rushing forward and connecting with both of BRAE’s knees with a running front basement dropkick to cause the Interwire Champion to fall down to a kneeling position, and Grace De Luca kips herself up to rush over and rebound off of the ropes to sprint back towards BRAE with increased velocity!
Jake Mercer: And then she lands another strike with a running knee lift to the Interwire Champion, causing him to fall back from that kneeling position and ending up laid out! Grace De Luca IMMEDIATELY jumps over and hooks both of his legs, screaming at the referee to count the pin!
ONEEEEE-
Stew-O: AN EMPHATIC KICK OUT BY BRAE! Grace De Luca looks bewildered that BRAE was able to get out of that, and it only seems to have made her angry as she gets up to her feet and starts stomping the Interwire Champion out!
Flannery McCoy: But now BRAE is able to roll out of harm’s way and avoid some of Grace’s stomps as he scrambles back to his feet as quickly as he can! Grace De Luca rushes towards him, trying to take advantage of the dazed state he’s in, but BRAE suddenly snaps into place as he launches himself forward and connects with a running knee smash to the midsection of Grace De Luca!
Jake Mercer: And a European uppercut by BRAE causes the doubled over Grace to stand right back up as she staggers back, but now BRAE is getting into his groove as he rushes forward and forces her into a collar and elbow tie up!
Stew-O: He’s using his height and weight advantage here as he grapples Grace De Luca to his heart’s content, performing a standing switch to get right behind her before intertwining his leg with her own! We know what he’s going for here as he leans forward before swinging back, sweeping the Paradigm of Perfection off her feet and bringing her crashing down to the canvas of the squared circle with a classic Russian leg sweep!
Flannery McCoy: And now he’s flipped the tables and immediately leapt to a mounted position on top of Grace De Luca where he begins battering her with a hellstorm of hammer fists and elbow smashes! Grace is trying to defend herself but BRAE is a force that can barely be contained!
Jake Mercer: OH, EYE POKE BY THE PARADIGM OF PERFECTION! THE REFEREE WAS STANDING BEHIND BRAE SO IT JUST LOOKED LIKE A PUNCH FROM THAT ANGLE, BUT BRAE CERTAINLY GOT FORCED TO FALL OFF OF GRACE DE LUCA AS HE CLUTCHES HIS EYE IN PAIN!
Stew-O: That forces BRAE to a seated position as Grace De Luca staggers up with a bit of a stumble after that beating, but it doesn’t stop her from sprinting at BRAE and connecting with yet another basement dropkick, this time to the back of BRAE’s head with him in that seated position!
Flannery McCoy: For all of her dirty tactics, Grace De Luca really does know how to hit someone in a way that’ll REALLY hurt! Her entire body weight was put into that basement dropkick to the back of BRAE’s head, and you just KNOW that it has him totally dazed, especially after already getting into that brawl with Kirk Redwood just before this match!
Jake Mercer: BRAE has fallen to a prone position, and Grace De Luca takes advantage by jumping on top of BRAE, this time mounting his BACK and applying an iron claw hold to the pressure point by the Interwire Champion’s collarbone! No matter how tough you are, THAT is going to give you the type of pain that cuts right down to your core!
Stew-O: You can see Grace De Luca’s sharp nails digging into BRAE with that iron claw and he’s flailing as hard as he can to get Grace De Luca off of his back, despite the disadvantageous position that he’s in and the damage he’s suffered from that dropkick!
Flannery McCoy: Eventually, though, the flailing was enough as Grace De Luca falls off of BRAE and rolls away, with BRAE clutching at his collarbone in pain; he checks his hand and realizes that Grace actually punctured his skin with that iron claw and now he’s got some blood coming out!
Jake Mercer: That only seems to infuriate the Interwire Champion who starts dog crawling to Grace, who frantically scrambles back before she slides herself out of the ring from under the bottom ropes! BRAE follows suit as he rolls out of the ring, but Grace is already running around the corner, forcing BRAE to chase her!
Stew-O: But Grace De Luca suddenly jumps up to the apron by the time that BRAE gets around to her, and she fires backwards with a kick that connects right with the head of the Interwire Champion, forcing him to stagger back! Grace stands on the apron and takes a look back at the dazed BRAE before gritting her teeth and LEAPING backwards!
Flannery McCoy: She backflips in mid air, landing on BRAE with a MOONSAULT– BUT BRAE CAUGHT HER! BRAE CAUGHT HER IN MID-AIR, AND HE RUSHES FORWARD AND DRIVES HER BACK INTO THE STEEL POST! THAT’S GOT TO HURT, BUT HE’S DEFINITELY GETTING REVENGE NOW FOR THAT EYE POKE SHE DID EARLIER!
Jake Mercer: BRAE suddenly drops her to her feet right in front of him, facing away from him, before latching on a rear waist lock and LAUNCHING HER BACKWARDS INTO THE NEARBY BARRICADE WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! THE BARRICADE ITSELF MOVES FROM THE FORCE OF THAT IMPACT!
Stew-O: BRAE has definitely put Grace De Luca in a bad situation here, and with gritted teeth, he grabs a hold of her and drags her back to the apron and rolls her into the ring before sliding in himself to follow suit! He grabs both of her legs and hooks them for the pin!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Flannery McCoy: WOW! That’s some impressive resilience by Grace De Luca there, managing to kick out after taking back to back monstrous attacks like those! Despite the cheap tricks Grace De Luca has been employing, even the Interwire Champion seems pretty impressed after that! But that doesn’t stop BRAE from glaring down at her with malicious intent, knowing that he’s going to have to do even more damage in order to win this match! He grabs her and forces her back up to her feet before throwing her over to the corner! What does he have planned here!
Jake Mercer: He rushes over and meets her in the corner with a sudden shoulder barge to keep the Paradigm of Perfection stunned before getting his hand in chopping position and… MACHINE GUN CHOPS! THE SIGNATURE MACHINE GUN CHOPS OF BRAE BEGIN FIRING OFF, AND IT SOUNDS LIKE A LITERAL MACHINE GUN IS GOING OFF AS BRAE BEGINS CHOPPING THE LIVING DAYLIGHTS OUT OF THE PARADIGM OF PERFECTION!
Stew-O: GRACE MAY NOT BE ABLE TO TAKE TOO MUCH MORE OF THIS, AND BRAE SEEMS TO SENSE THAT AS HE STOPS AND THROWS HER FROM THE CORNER BACK DOWN TO THE FLOOR WITH HER BACK TO THE CANVAS! HE RAISES HIS FIST UP IN THE AIR AND CLENCHES IT, I THINK HE’S GOING FOR IT ALL HERE!
Flannery McCoy: HE TAKES AIM AND… RED DEATH! HE LAUNCHES HIS ENTIRE BODY AT GRACE, BUT WAIT! GRACE MANAGED TO SLIDE HERSELF DOWN JUST ENOUGH TO CAUSE BRAE’S ARM TO LAND ON THE CANVAS INSTEAD– AND OH MY GOD! LOW BLOW! COVERED BY BRAE’S BODY, GRACE WAS ABLE TO SECRETLY CONNECT WITH A LOW BLOW TO THE INTERWIRE CHAMPION, WHO CRUMPLES INTO A HEAP AND FALLS OFF OF HER!
Jake Mercer: Grace De Luca rolls off of BRAE and slowly staggers up to a standing position with a smirk as she stumbles back to the corner and measures the Interwire Champion up, stomping her foot on the canvas! I think she’s going for her finishing maneuver, the Bittersweet Chin Music! She’s tuning up the band, and BRAE is barely able to hold it together after that low blow rocked him!
Stew-O: BRAE starts to stagger up, and Grace De Luca prepares to launch it– WAIT, WHO IS THAT?! OH GOD, SOMEONE IN A HOODIE JUST JUMPED THE BARRICADE… IT’S HOLLY ARROW! SHE MUST BE HERE FOR PAYBACK! THE REFEREE IS CHECKING ON BRAE AND NOT LOOKING AT GRACE AS HOLLY SUDDENLY JOINS HER ON THE APRON AND CONNECTS WITH A SHOCKING ELBOW SMASH TO THE BACK OF THE NECK!
Flannery McCoy: GRACE WASN’T BRACED FOR THAT AT ALL! SHE COLLAPSES, FALLING FACE-FIRST ONTO THE CANVAS JUST AS BRAE GOT BACK TO HIS FEET! BRAE SEES WHAT HAPPENED BUT HE’S FILLED WITH FURY AT THAT LOW BLOW, HE DOESN’T CARE! HE LEAPS UP INTO THE AIR AND–
Jake Mercer: RED DEATH TO THE BACK OF GRACE’S HEAD! HE SCRAMBLES BACK UP TO HIS FEET… AND ANOTHER RED DEATH TO THE BACK OF HER HEAD! IT’S OVER! HE DRAGS HER AWAY FROM THE ROPES AND TURNS HER OVER TO HOOK HER LEG!
ONEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(Ultra Instinct Theme by Carameii began blaring through the speakers once again as the crowd started cheering loudly for BRAE’s victory! BRAE slowly staggers back to a standing position and gets handed the Interwire Championship, which he hoists up in the air.)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… THE INTERWIRE CHAMPION, BRAEEEEEEEEEE!
Stew-O: What a controversial bout here, filled with dirty tricks by the Paradigm of Perfection, and it almost ended up working for her… but karma came back to bite her in the form of Holly Arrow, who got her own payback for what Grace did earlier in her match against David Gideon Smith!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE had enough of Grace’s antics as he just put her to rest with complete annihilation, and now he’s able to celebrate that victory, rendering Kirk’s earlier ambush moot! Grace De Luca rolls out of the ring, clutching the back of her head in perhaps the most pain she’s felt in EAW so far… but you can also see that rage on her face as she sees the playback and realizes that Holly Arrow cost her the match! She stomps her way backstage in a fit of rage!
Jake Mercer: Wait, but she’s not alone on the stage! Just as she heads back, Kirk Redwood steps back out onto the stage, and he does not look happy as he glares menacingly at BRAE! BRAE realizes that he’s there and the two of them stare each other down from stage to ring! BRAE goes to the ropes and flaunts the Interwire Championship towards Kirk!
BRAE: THIS IS ALL GOING TO END AT RECKLESS WIRING! DO YOU HEAR ME?! IT’S OVER!
(The video feed lingers as BRAE and Kirk yell at each other from across the ramp before fading to black.)
(A commercial plays for Metal Gear Solid: Delta, featuring Milli Banks shooting a rifle ass on top of Halsey Neel’s ass.)
(Dynasty fades backstage in Tyrone Montgomery’s office. The camera is on Tyrone, who remains as perfectly calm as possible as he begins to talk.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Aight, so I invited the three of you into my office because it’s become clear to me that there’s been a little tension within our women’s division. Especially, with the three of you, ladies.
(The camera shot widens as the three women in particular – Grace De Luca, Holly Arrow and KASAI are seen, making a semi-circle with their eyes looking at Tyrone Montgomery. With the brief recap, the three women nod, not saying anything, but you can feel the tension between the three women, who are not clearly happy about being in the same proximity as each other, but realize that they wanted to hear Tyrone out before making their comments.)
Tyrone Montgomery: Now, if there is something I love, it’s the spirit of competition. Over the past couple of weeks, everything has heated up and all three of you are looking to break out and move up on the Dynasty brand. Now, I figured with that, we needed to make this match at Reckless Wiring more intruging. Something that the three of you could sink your teeth into and well, I’ve decided that this match will be upgraded to a number one contender’s match for the Specialists Championship.
(The crowd in the Wukesong Arena is seen applauding and cheering at the announcement. Grace De Luca, Holly Arrow and KASAI are more than pleased with this announcement. The stakes for this match are higher than ever and all three of these women are looking to step on one another to get that opportunity for the Specialists Championship.)
Grace De Luca: A wonderful decision on your part, Tyrone. This is exactly what this match needed. Just seen in my match against Michael Machina and then, with BRAE, it doesn’t matter how intense the level of match up is, I will find a way to persist. Pain for Pride wasn’t my night and still, people precieve me as the threat that I am. Reckless Wiring will be the same story told. I am the biggest threat walking into the match. I am more than ready to show you that I am the best out of this bunch. I am the biggest star in this match up. I have all of the potential in the world that has yet to be shown. Pain for Pride showed that. Despite defeat, it has not crushed any of my starpower. If anything, it magnified it.
KASAI: Give me a break, Grace. You can believe that you’re the biggest star in this match, but you aren’t a fraction of the wrestler that I am. You can hype yourself into believing that you’re one of the fastest rising stars on the Dynasty brand, but from what we’ve seen in your previous matches, when it comes to facing the high echelon on this brand, you prove to be talk. Talk is cheap, at the end of the day. What we’re able to get done inside the ring is all that matters to me. I’m the only one here who has won a single’s championship. I’m the only woman who has held the Specialists Championship. Unlike you, and definitely, unlike Holly.
(Grace De Luca has an ‘ooh’ look on her face. Almost like she can sense the tension between the two women. She tends to stirr away from the mess, letting Holly Arrow and KASAI talk to each other.)
Holly Arrow: 🤨
KASAI: What’s the look? I figured that we’re not here to sugarcoat things.
Holly Arrow: I appreciate the sentiment. At least, it’s not the same stupid narratives that I’ve faced in the past. I may have not held a single’s championship before but I feel pretty fucking good about my chances this season. Last season was one of the worst seasons of my career. It was a complete and utter failure. I know I am going to hear that again and again after this season ends. If there is something that I’ve recognzied, it’s that there’s a lot of people in this company that like to project. You’re one of them, KASAI. You talk about how what we’re able to get done inside the ring is all that matters to you, but judging from what you’ve done, it hasn’t been what’s cracked up to be.
(KASAI cackles in response. Suddenly, her and Holly Arrow began to implode in the office. The two women begin to throw left and right punches to each other, trying to knock the other back. Then, we see Grace De Luca finding the right timing to club Holly in the back of her head. This takes Holly down. Grace gets on top of Holly connecting with punches of her own. KASAI looks to go after Grace. Now, it’s Grace and KASAI going at it with punches. But, KASAI seems to be getting the upper hand as she grabs Grace by the hair as Grace proceeds to scream.)
Tyrone Montgomery: CAN I GET SOME SECURITY HERE?!?!
(Over a dozen security guards come rushing inside Tyrone Mongtomery’s office. Four security guards each separate the three women. Tyrone is hiding behind the couch, trying not to find himself in the middle of this brawl. We see a bunch of inaudible yelling with all of the women.)
Tyrone Montgomery: KASAI, YOUR MATCH IS NEXT! TAKE HER TO THE GORILLA!
(KASAI is shouting what could be assumed as profanity in Japanese. The security does a good job with pulling her out of the office. Meanwhile, we have Grace De Luca and Holly Arrow being held back by the other security guards.)
Grace De Luca: YOU WILL GET WHAT’S COMING TO YOU AT RECKLESS WIRING!
(Grace De Luca is finally pulled out of the office as she continues to yell in the distance. The last camera shot is of Holly Arrow with an intense look on her face, looking off in the distance. Tyrone Montgomery peeks up from the couch like the coast is clear.)
(‘The End’ by Lil Uzi Vert featuring BABYMETAL begins to sound through the speakers of the Wukesong Arena. KASAI comes out, still heated from the interaction inside Tyrone Montgomnery’s office consisting of Grace De Luca and Holly Arrow. She is doing what she can to cool herself down and set her focus back in this match.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM AMANI, KAGOSHIMA, JAPAN…SHE IS ‘THE IMMORTAL SLAYER’…KASAI!!!!!!
Stew-O: For the past couple of weeks, KASAI has been one of the women to find herself in the midst of some tension with Holly Arrow and Grace De Luca. As it was announced moments ago, Tyrone Montgomery would announce a Triple Threat with the three of these women and he upped the stakes by making it a number one contender’s match with the Specialists Championship.
Flannery McCoy: A lot in stake for Reckless Wiring. That, combined with whatever stipulation is voted on by our fans, it’s going to make this match a must see! Out of all the competitors in the match, KASAI is a former Specialists Champion, so she must think that it gives her an edge to the rest of the competition.
Jake Mercer: Perhaps, but with the ever evolving talent on Dynasty, Grace De Luca looking to prove to be the fastest rising star on the brand and Holly Arrow with a chip on her shoulder, she’s not going to have an easy time there. Just like her opponent tonight won’t make things easy with her.
(‘When Darkness Falls’ by Killswitch Engage plays as the crowd boos for Drake King, who comes out, swaying his body like the reception is sweet music to his ears. He makes his way down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: AND…INTRODUCING HER OPPONENT…FROM HEAVEN’S GATE…WEIGHING IN AT 220… HE IS YOUR ‘GOD’…DRAKE KING!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Drake King is another man who has found himself in the midst of some tension with Limmy Monaghan and Michael Machina. At Reckless Wiring, those three Elitists will find themselves in a triple threat of their own.
Flannery McCoy: As much as Drake King would love to take himself out of the narrative, it’s a situation that he won’t be able to get himself out of. Pain for Pride left a sour taste in his mouth. He believes that he should have walked out as World Heavyweight Champion. Maybe, if Drake wins at Reckless Wiring, that could plead his case to getting back in that World Championship picture?
Jake Mercer: The same could go for the likes of Michael Machina and Limmy Monaghan. Both men are former World Champions and Pain for Pride headliners. They make their return to the Dynasty brand, hoping to capture some of the success that they’ve gotten during their time on the brand. For right now, Drake is going to need to focus on the woman standing across from him.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: AND, KASAI GOES RIGHT AFTER THE FORMER WORLD CHAMPION, DRAKE KING!!!!
Flannery McCoy: SOME FRANTIC LEFT AND RIGHT FISTS TO DRAKE KING AS SHE TAKES HIM TO ONE OF THE CORNERS! BUT, DRAKE MANAGES TO PUSH HER OUT OF THE WAY! BUT, THAT DOESN’T STOP KASAI FROM GOING AFTER HIM, BUT DRAKE GETS A FOOT UP AND KICKS HER AWAY! DRAKE RUNS RIGHT AFTER KASAI, LOOKING TO CONNECT WITH A CLOTHESLINE! BUT, KASAI DOES A MATRIX EVASION WHICH CAUSES DRAKE TO STUMBLE PAST HER! DRAKE TURNS AROUND, BUT KASAI ELBOWS THE FORMER WORLD CHAMPION IN THE FACE!
Jake Mercer: KASAI begins to connect with a series of punches to the face of Drake King! She takes him to the ropes as she grabs him by the arm and whips him to the horizontal set of ropes across from them! Drake rebounds off of them as KASAI drops down to a plank position! Drake hops over her as he runs and rebounds off the ropes in front of him! KASAI leap frogs over Drake goes past her briefly, BUT MANAGES TO CATCH HER IN MID-AIR! HE HAS THE FORMER SPECIALISTS CHAMPION IN POSITION FOR A SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX AS THAT TAKES KASAI BACK! But, she manages to roll to her knees as Drake connects with a penalty kick to the face as that takes her down! Drake goes for the pin fall, looking to end this match early!
OOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TT–
Stew-O: KASAI with a kick out! Drake King picks up KASAI before connecting with a series of kawada kicks to the face! These kicks are getting more rapid by the second as one final kick intends to send KASAI back, but it only causes KASAI to stumble forward! Now, we see Drake looking into the eyes of ‘The Immortal Slayer!’ KASAI begins to cackle and Drake seems to be weirded out by the entire thing! KASAI goes right after Drake, but Drake looks to take her down with a clothesline, but KASAI manages to hook onto that arm that Drake had intended to clothesline her with! She spins herself around before connecting with a double knee backbreaker as she sends the former World Champion down! KASAI rises to her feet as she grabs Drake by one of his arms and whips him to the corner!
Flannery McCoy: KASAI begins to smack her thigh, hyping up the crowd before she runs right after Drake King and gives him a giant peach attack at the corner! That knocked Drake’s head back! KASAI picks up Drake from underneath his chin before sending herself forward and connecting with a knife edge chop to the chest! Then, she connects with another knife edge chop to the chest! It seems like these chops seem to have no effect on Drake! If anything, he begins to snicker at KASAI! KASAI is taking that as some sort of disrespect! It might as well light a fire underneath her!
Jake Mercer: KASAI begins to connect with a series of Mongolian chops to the chest of the self-proclaimed ‘God’ here, Flann and Stew! Drake King is having a difficult time trying to cover his chest! KASAI is doing a great job –SHE JUST CHOPPED THE EYES OF DRAKE! :damn:
Stew-O: It’s almost like she landed right in between the eyes! Still, I can’t imagine not hurting Drake King! Drake is demanding for the referee to take her back! He’s trying to check to see if his eyeballs are still intact! But, before the referee could do that, KASAI unleashes herself on Drake with left and right punches – almost like how she began this match! She grabs Drake with a fistfull of his hair! She connects with a series of kawada kicks of her own! Each of these kicks are faster than the other! The speed is immaculate here! One final kick sends Drake stumbling back as KASAI unleashes a battle cry as that happens to hype up the crowd!
Flannery McCoy: KASAI gets Drake King and connects with a spinning back kick! Then, she proceeds to run the ropes, rebounding off of them and connect with a tilt-a-whirl headscissors take down – NO! DRAKE MANAGES TO USE ALL OF HER MOMENTUM FROM THE SPIN AND LIFTS HER UP IN A POWERBOMB POSITION! BUT, KASAI COUNTERS AND CONNECTS WITH A POISONRANA THAT SPIKES DRAKE KING ON THE TOP OF HIS HEAD! KASAI GOES FOR THE COVER!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TTTTTTWWW–
Jake Mercer: Drake King with the kick out! KASAI gets to her feet as she looks to connect with a side kick, but Drake manages to catch her by the leg! Slowly, Drake begins to find a way back to his feet as he turns KASAI around! KASAI looks to connect with a spinning backfist to the face of the World Champion, but Drake manages to use the momentum of that spin to pick her up and connect with back suplex! NO! KASAI MANAGES TO FLIP RIGHT BEHIND DRAKE! SHE TURNS HIM AROUND AS KASAI CONNECTS WITH A BACK KICK TO THE GUT! She turns around before nailing him with a forearm that sends him back! KASAI manages to push Drake into the horizontal set of ropes, whipping him to the other set of ropes! Drake remains perfectly still as KASAI runs right to him with a vicious knee strike –
Stew-O: No! Drake King manages to push KASAI away for a second! Drake takes her back once again with a superkick before pulling her in a front headlock and connecting with a vertical suplex before rolling through and following that up with a falcon arrow! Drake goes for the cover on the former Specialists Champion!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: KASAI with a kick out! Drake King picks up KASAI before getting her in a powerbomb position! He has her over his head and it seems like he’s facing one of the corners! He might be going for that turnbuckle powerbomb that he’s usually used in his matches – BUT KASAI BEGINS TO THROW PUNCHES TO THE TOP OF DRAKE’S SKULL! SHE IS TRYING TO GET HERSELF DOWN! BUT, DRAKE MANAGES TO CONNECT WITH A REVERSE POWERBOMB! INSTEAD, HE SAW THAT HIS ORIGINAL PLAN WAS NOT FALLING INTO PLACE AND REALIZED THAT HE NEEDED TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT! HE ADJUSTED HIS PLAN AND IT WAS EFFECTIVE THERE!
Jake Mercer: Now, Drake King manages to get KASAI into position and connect with a cradle backbreaker! With KASAI down, Drake begins to apply a headlock on ‘The Immoral Slayer!’ He is looking to wear down the hyperactive and unpredictable KASAI before she can get something going for herself again! Drake rolls himself to one knee as we see that KASAI is trying to push herself out of the way!
(Slowly, the EAW Universe begins to clap in a rhythmic fashion, trying to encourage KASAI to make a comeback in this match up. Drake King begins to shake his head no, trying to yell at the crowd to shut up.)
Stew-O: We see that KASAI is using the energy of the crowd to get herself back to her feet! She begins to throw some back elbows to the gut of the former World Champion! Drake King is losing his grasp on KASAI! He is shaking his head, not wanting to accept it – HE GRABS KASAI BY THE HAIR AND CONNECTS WITH A HAIRPULL MAT SLAM! DRAKE WITH AN EVIL SMUG ON HIS FACE MANAGES TO GRAB KASAI BY WRIST AND IT SEEMS LIKE HE MIGHT BE GOING FOR THAT RIPCORD LARIAT, BUT KASAI MANAGES TO DUCK IT! SHE CONNECTS WITH A BASEMENT DROPKICK AS SHE SENDS DRAKE TO HIS KNEES!
Flannery McCoy: Now, we see KASAI grabbing Drake King by a fistfull of his hair before connecting with a series of knee strikes to the face! Then, she follows that up with a switchblade kick as that knocks him to his chest first! KASAI looks for the top turnbuckle! We’re going to be seeing KASAI going high risk right now! I’m wondering what is going on in her unpredictable mind?
Jake Mercer: IT MAY SEEM LIKE KASAI MAY BE OUT OF LUCK SINCE DRAKE KING SPRINGBOARDS UP TO THE TURNBUCKLE WITH HER! THE TWO ELITISTS FIND THEMSELVES IN A TROUBLING POSITION! KASAI THROWS A FOREARM SHOT TO DRAKE! DRAKE THROWS A FOREARM SHOT TO KASAI! KASAI WITH A FOREARM TO DRAKE! DRAKE WITH A FOREARM TO KASAI! THESE TWO ARE LOOKING TO KNOCK THE OTHER OFF THEIR PLACE! WITH KASAI, IT SEEMS LIKE IT MAY BE A WORSE FALL THAN DRAKE! DRAKE THROWS A FOREARM TO KASAI! KASAI TUMBLES BACK, BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO GRAB KASAI BY HER WRIST! DRAKE PULLS HER IN CLOSER INTO A FRONT HEADLOCK! I’M NOT SURE WHAT DRAKE IS LOOKING TO DO –
Stew-O: –HE’S GOING FOR A SUPERPLEX! DRAKE KING CONNECTS WITH A SUPERPLEX FROM ALL THE WAY UP THERE AS KASAI IS ON THE RECIEVING END OF IT! :damn: :damn: :damn:
Flannery McCoy: The two Elitists are down! While it seemed like KASAI was on the receiving end of that, Drake King is in pain as well! It was a fall for him as well! Still, you can see the will of him to get to his feet as he begins to back away! If you look into the eyes of the former World Champion, you know exactly what he has in mind! HE WANTS TO END THIS MATCH AS HE CHARGES RIGHT AT KASAI WITH ‘JUDGEMENT DAY’ – THE CURB STOMP!
Jake Mercer: BUT, KASAI ROLLS HERSELF OUT OF THE RING AT THE LAST SECOND! SHE JUST SAVED HERSELF FROM LOSING THIS MATCH THERE!
(The camera pans to KASAI who is cackling at the fact that Drake King believed that he had the match there. Meanwhile, Drake isn’t amused. He wanted nothing more than to end this match as soon as possible. Instead, this match continues on.)
Stew-O: Drake King did not like that whatsoever! Still, he sees that KASAI is done! He is demanding for KASAI to get up! But, it seems like she’s not looking to get herself back up! Drake rolls out of the ring to retrieve KASAI! He grabs KASAI up to her feet! BUT, KASAI MANAGES TO PLAY POSSUM ENOUGH TO PUSH HIM INTO OUR TABLE!
Flannery McCoy: KASAI is connecting with a series of left and right punches to the face! She is doing whatever she can to weaken Drake King! She pulls him by the arm and whips him to the edge of the barricade! Drake is clutching to those ribs as he collapses to the ground! Now, we see KASAI grab Drake by the nape of his neck and send him straight to the steel steps! KASAI showing a bit of a mean streak there! But, I don’t think that these fans really care! They haven’t really liked Drake throughout his career!
Jake Mercer: You got that right, Flannery! KASAI sees that Drake King has his back rested at the steel steps before charging towards him and connecting with a running hip attack as the back of Drake’s head collides with those steel steps! I can’t imagine being on the receiving end of that! KASAI is hyping herself up –
Crowd: ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME! ONE MORE TIME!
Stew-O: OH BOY, KASAI CONNECTS WITH ANOTHER RUNNING HIP ATTACK ON DRAKE KING! ONCE MORE, THE BACK OF DRAKE’S SKULL COLLIDES WITH THOSE STEEL STEPS! I THINK THAT KASAI MAY HAVE THE FORMER WORLD CHAMPION THERE! SHE ROLLS DRAKE BACK INSIDE THE RING! SHE HOPS ONTO THE APRON BEFORE SENDING HERSELF OVER THE TOP ROPE AND CONNECTING WITH A LEG DROP AS SHE LANDS RIGHT ON TOP OF DRAKE! KASAI WITH THE COVER THERE!
OOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Drake King with a kick out! KASAI begins to back herself to one of the corners! She is demanding for Drake to get himself back to his feet! I think that KASAI is looking to prepare herself for the end of this match! SLOWLY, SHE CAN SEE DRAKE SCRAMBLING TO HIS FEET AS SHE RUNS AT DRAKE WITH A – ‘SILVER BULLET’ – THE HIGH IMPACT KNEE STRIKE NAILS DRAKE IN THE FACE! SHE NAILED HIM IN THE FACE! NOW, KASAI LOOKS TO FOLLOW THAT UP WITH THE SKULL KICK – ‘URAI’S CURSE!’
Jake Mercer: NO! DRAKE KING MANAGES TO COLLAPSE TO HIS KNEES AT THE LAST SECOND! THIS CAUSES KASAI TO LOSE BALANCE A BIT AS DRAKE POPS UP TO HIS FEET AND CONNECTS WITH A SUPERKICK THAT CAUSES KASAI TO STUMBLE BACK! BUT, KASAI GOES RIGHT AFTER HIM, BUT DRAKE NAILS A KICK TO HER GUT BEFORE PULLING HER CLOSER AND CONNECTING WITH AN ‘ASCENSION’ – HIS VARIATION OF THE PEDIGREE AS HE TAKES KASAI DOWN! DRAKE ROLLS HER OVER TO HER SHOULDERS AS HE GOES FOR A PIN FALL ATTEMPT!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TTTT–
Stew-O: KASAI manages to kick out! Drake King manages to connect with a series of elbows to her skull! Drake is trying to possibly knock out KASAI long enough to put her away! He pulls the former Specialists Champion up to her feet before hooking both of her arms in a chickenwing like position before lifting her up wheelbarrow style and connecting with a sitout chickenwing face buster! Once again, Drake goes for a cover!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TTTT–
Flannery McCoy: KASAI with a kick out! Drake King begins to back away from KASAI! He is jumping into place, the anticipation almost killing him before he sees KASAI slowly scrambling up as Drake charges right at her with ‘Judgement Day’ –NO! KASAI MANAGES TO GET HERSELF OUT OF THE WAY! DRAKE STUMBLES PAST HER AS KASAI CONNECTS WITH A CHOPBLOCK TO THE BACK OF DRAKE’S KNEE! THIS KNOCKS HIM DOWN AS KASAI CONNECTS WITH A REBOUND MISSILE DROPKICK TO DRAKE’S FACE! DRAKE FALLS TO HIS BACK AS KASAI SEEMS TO BE MORE THAN FIRED UP AT THE MOMENT! SHE BEGINS TO BACK HERSELF AWAY FROM DRAKE FOR THE MOMENT AS SHE WAITS FOR HIM TO GET TO HIS FEET – ‘SILVER BULLET!’
Jake Mercer: Once again, the high angle knee strike nails Drake King in the face! Now, it seems like KASAI is looking to climb up the top turnbuckle! She has her back turned as she gets herself into position! ‘KITSUNE’S BLESSING V2’ – THE MOONSAULT STOMP! NO! DRAKE KING MANAGES TO ROLL HIMSELF OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND! BUT, KASAI MANAGES TO LAND ON HER FEET AS SHE TURNS AROUND –
Stew-O: ‘GUILLOTINE!’ – THE RUNNING SINGLE LEG DROPKICK NAILS KASAI IN THE FACE OUT OF NOWHERE! DRAKE KING QUICKLY GOES FOR THE COVER! IS THIS GOING TO BE IT HERE?!?!?!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘When Darkness Falls’ blares through the speakers once more. Drake King slowly rises back to his feet as he demands for the referee to raise his hand in victory. The referee does that for a bit before Drake snatches his hand from the referee. He demands that he gets KASAI out of his ring, so that he can soak in the victory.)
Stephie Love: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH…DRAKE KING!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: It may not be the result that people wanted, but Drake King manages to put down KASAI one week before Reckless Wiring!
Jake Mercer: The conclusion was nothing more than a tale as old as time – turn your back on Drake King and he will find a way to captalize! KASAI had her back turned towards Drake for a millisecond too long, providing Drake with more than enough time to get himself to his feet and connect with the ‘Guillotine!’
Stew-O: KASAI came into this match fired up after how things went in Tyrone Montgomery’s office! She wanted nothing more than to go into this match and get a huge victory over a multiple time World Champion and Hall of Famer! She looked amazing! The type of unpredictabliity and ruthlessness that we ought to look out for at Reckless Wiring –
Flannery McCoy: INSIDE THE RING – ‘DIABLE JAMBE!’ THE KNEE STRIKE TO THE FACE OF DRAKE KING!
Jake Mercer: NO! DRAKE KING MANAGES TO MOVE HIMSELF OUT OF THE WAY! LIMMY MONAGHAN CATCHES HIMSELF FROM FALLING FORWARD! DRAKE CONNECTS WITH A FOREARM TO LIMMY! LIMMY THROWS A FOREARM TO DRAKE! THESE TWO MEN ARE BEATING THE HELL OUT OF EACH OTHER INSIDE THE RING!
Stew-O: AT RINGSIDE, HOLLY ARROW IS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BARRICADE! SHE MANAGES TO GRAB KASAI AND CONNECT WITH A SERIES OF PUNCHES TO THE FACE AND CHEST! SHE IS TALKING KASAI TO THE OTHER SIDE WITH HER! SHE IS ATTACKING KASAI AFTER SHE HAD JUST COMPETED AGAINST DRAKE KING! BUT, HOLLY DOES NOT CARE! SHE’S HERE TO MAKE A STATEMENT AND SHOW THE REST OF THE WOMEN IN THE TRIPLE THREAT THAT SHE’S NOT GOING TO BE OVERLOOKED!
Flannery McCoy: TOWARDS THE RING, MICHAEL MACHINA PULLS DRAKE KING AND LIMMY MONAGHAN BY THE ANKLES AND OUT OF THE RING! THAT STRENGTH IS CRAZY, JAKE AND STEW! MICHAEL THROWS A FOREARM TO LIMMY! A BACK ELBOW TO DRAKE! HE TURNS HIS ATTENTION TO LIMMY, WHO MANAGES TO CONNECT WITH A ‘DIABLE JAMBE’ TO MICHAEL! LIMMY TURNS AROUND – ‘GUILLOTINE’ FROM DRAKE KING!
Jake Mercer: LIMMY MONAGHAN IS TAKEN DOWN AS DRAKE KING GETS LIMMY UP BY HIS HAIR! BUT, MICHAEL MACHINA RISES BACK TO HIS FEET AS HE CLUBS DRAKE TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD! NOW, WE SEE THAT DRAKE IS TRYING TO GET OUT OF RINGSIDE! HE WANTS NO PART OF THIS SITUATION WITH THE TWO OTHER MEN! BUT, MICHAEL IS RIGHT BEHIND HIM AS HE SHOVES DRAKE TOWARDS THE BOTTOM OF THE RAMP! DRAKE IS TRYING TO CRAWL UP! MICHAEL GETS DRAKE UP TO HIS FEET AND ‘HEAT’S DESECENT’ – THE GORILLA PRESS SLAM ON DRAKE!
Stew-O: AND, LIMMY MONAGAN LAUNCHES HIMSELF TOWARDS MICHAEL MACHINA WITH RAPID PUNCHES! THESE THREE MEN ARE SO DETERMINED TO GET THE UPPER HAND ON ONE ANOTHER! MEANWHILE, HOLLY ARROW AND KASAI ARE BATTLING WITHIN OUR EAW UNIVERSE! KASAI MANAGES TO CONNECT WITH A BOOT THAT SENDS HOLLY BACK! SHE GOES RIGHT AFTER HOLLY WITH A ‘SILVER BULLET’ – NO! HOLLY MANAGES TO STOP KASAI IN HER TRACKS WITH A HIGH KINEE! THEN, WE SEE HOLLY PICKING UP KASAI FOR ‘PSIONIC CROSSBOW–’
Flannery McCoy: ‘BITTERSWEET CHIN MUSIC’ – GRACE DE LUCA NAILS A SUPERKICK TO HOLLY ARROW THAT CAUSES HER TO DROP KASAI ONTO THE CONCRETE! HOLLY FALLS RIGHT AFTER! GRACE PICKING THE PERFECT TIME TO MAKE HER STATEMENT! IT COULD BE ONE OF THE THINGS THAT TILTS THE TRIPLE THREAT INTO HER FAVOR AT RECKLESS WIRING!
(The crowd doesn’t like this whatsoever, but Grace De Luca is basking in the negativity of the crowd. She is talking her shit, full of confidence and letting Holly Arrow and KASAI know that they shouldn’t turn their backs on her. The scene fades elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for Reckless Wiring, where Holly Arrow, Grace de Luca and KASAI face off to see who will become the number one contender for the Specialists Championship!)
(Backstage, Mia Santoro is looking down at her title after polishing it up, having a smug yet satisfied smirk on her face. She sighs blissfully and shifts it, holding it now within the tender grasp of her manicured nails.)
Mia Santoro: Well, here we are, my precious! One more week, and I get to prove I was always worthy of holding you…
(She snickers, but then—)
???: Really? And people think I’m the weirdo?
(It was Effy McAvoy.)
(The tension instantly becomes thick. Not even the biggest of knives could cut through it.)
(Immediately, Mia shoots up from her seat. Both she and Effy glare at each other, only mere inches away from one another. The champion’s face cracks with a crude smirk, her gaze having that dismissive glint behind it.)
Mia Santoro: Good job beating that nobody tonight. Sadly, you ain’t getting close to doing anything like that to me next weekend. I meant it when I said I was gonna beat you. There’s no way I’m losing to you, so whatever momentum you think is gonna help you won’t. Sorry to break it to ya.
Effy McAvoy: Well, you can think that all you want, Mia, but that pretty head of yours is swelled up with so much unjustified ego that it makes me eager to get rid of it.
Mia Santoro: Yeah? Is that a threat? ‘Cause I don’t take kindly to that sort of thing.
Effy McAvoy: Well, that makes two of us, because I don’t take kindly to anyone thinking they can look down on me. Doesn’t feel good now, does it?
Mia Santoro: Except I’m in every position to think I am the best, because, well, I am for this division — and soon, you’re gonna be the first lady here to know that. I’m no one hit wonder. Not like you.
(Effy frowns.)
Effy McAvoy: Let’s hope then that you’re able to back that all up and more. Would hate it if you got humbled like the stupid little girl you really are. You are so naive, Mia, and incredibly egotistical, but you know what? I don’t need to waste time trying to reason with you. You’ve shown time and time again that you won’t ever contemplate losing until it happens to you. Maybe if I spent my entire career being a worthless scum and got lucky for one night, I’d be over the moon, too!
Mia Santoro: Excuse me!?
(Mia shoves Effy!)
Mia Santoro: Watch your filthy freaking mouth!
(Effy isn’t shocked. She lurches her hands forward, shoving her hard back — and Mia falls to the floor! She looks up, eyes wide in anger.)
Mia Santoro: Why, you little bitch…!
(She shoots up, and raises her fist. Effy is ready to defend herself…)
(…)
(… but the punch never comes. Instead, Mia chuckles, the tension in her limbs disappearing almost immediately. Effy raises a brow, still on guard, but now confused by the sudden shift in demeanor. Mia shakes her head and clicks her tongue.)
Mia Santoro: No. It ain’t worth it. It’s better for me to just knock you silly next weekend and save the best punch for last. You’re nothing to me, Effy, and I ain’t gonna let you get me all flustered.
(After dusting herself off, she goes to pick up the Specialists Championship. She places it back on her shoulder.)
Mia Santoro: And trust me, Effy — you are going to learn I ain’t nothing to fuck with.
(Santoro gives a warning grin and saunters off. Effy huffs, watching her leave. The final shot showcases her before Dynasty fades back to ringside after the heated confrontation…)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following main event contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘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 grin 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 first! 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 ahead of an immense high stakes match at Reckless Wiring!
Jake Mercer: No doubt that Brian Daniels is looking to have as much to garner against an elitist of this caliber, who I don’t doubt will be looking to return those sentiments as this match is about to go underway—this will mean all the more as he head into Reckless Wiring soon enough!
(‘Vent (Original Version)’ by Baby Keem & Kendrick Lamar can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the reactions from the audience are exceptionally loud. The arrival of Methuselah is soon witnessed once he emerges from the back, as he walks through the fog with his shades on display with confidence etched across his expression, ready for the main event.)
Stephie Love: Introducing her opponent! Residing from the Ether, weighing in at 17 stone… MEEEEEEEEEEEEETHUSELAH!!!
Stew-O: With his war with Cy looming over him, this becomes a back to back main event for the Chairman to pursue ahead of his inevitable title clash. Methuselah will be taking on Brian Daniels here, who is looking to garner the most sizable victory tonight against him!
Jake Mercer: This has become an embroiled narrative for both men on their own respective fronts, so he’s certainly prepared and eager to fight as Daniels will the tough task ahead of putting a halt to the momentum of Methuselah as well, as this match is kicking off!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And we’re off! The main event of Dynasty is here as Methuselah is taking on Brian Daniels in this match of icons going against one another! Methuselah is certainly to score yet another win tonight as Brian Daniels will be standing in his way from here, and Daniels can garner as much momentum as possible for himself through the defeat of the Chairman for everything that he can possibly muster in this match! This is certainly shaping up to be in immense match between these two elitists as there will be no holding back from what they are each capable of in a match of this very facet!
Flannery McCoy: As the two men do not refrain from pursuing one another and initiating this collar and elbow tie-up from here! Methuselah however, despite Brian Daniels trying to keep Methuselah at bay with as much of his own physical restraint as he possibly can, is able to push Daniels backward and toward the ropes without too much trouble for himself given his size advantage in this match! The referee is now counting down on Methuselah, who will have to back himself away from Daniels eventually if he does not want to be counted out from here while Daniels is trying to keep himself together with how backed up he is!
Jake Mercer: Methuselah does seem to incline in backing away however, as he is slowly letting off of Daniels and raising his arms upward as he nods to the referee, with Daniels also raising his own hands to halt the control being garnered and step away–METHUSELAH MOTIONS FORWARD TO TAKE HOLD OF DANIELS!!! BUT BRIAN DUCKS UNDER & RETORTS WITH A KICK ACROSS THE CHEST OF METHUSELAH! The multi-time World Champion tried to take advantage of the opportunity presented before him while being met with enough control, but Brian has more than enough wherewithal to fight back here!
Stew-O: As Methuselah is now experiencing some struggle for himself in this match that he does not want to go through for the long run, as Daniels is now striking away with ANOTHER kick across his chest that causes Methuselah to be knocked back into the corner! He is forced to lean against the turnbuckle as Daniels is looking to maintain as much of the offense as possible, as there is a THIRD KICK sent sprawling across the chest of Methuselah without a second thought as this match is truly shifting into the tables fairing more well for Brian Daniels here!
Flannery McCoy: As Brian is now mounting up the forearms against the jaw of Methuselah, refusing to slow himself down as he does not want to give his opponent even an ounce of an opening to muster up some ground for himself to return the fire back toward Daniels! Methuselah is being kept at considerable bay here, and Daniels is refusing to let up as the referee is counting down on the EAW Hall of Famer! Brian will have to halt before long, and just before the five count he persists himself into rushing toward the opposite corner, then RUSHING BACK TOWARD METHUSELAH FOR A RUNNING LEG LARIAT INTO THE CORNER–
Jake Mercer: BUT A SUDDEN BIG BOOT FROM METHUSELAH DROPS BRIAN DANIELS WITH CLEAR PRECISION!!! Daniels is now clutching onto his own jaw from there, sitting himself upward as he’s keeping a hand over his jaw while Methuselah is able to shake off the offense that has been given to him by the opponent! Brian is trying to emerge upward–BUT METHUSELAH SENDS A FOREARM CLASHING INTO THE BACK OF DANIELS’ HEAD TO KEEP HIM AT BAY!! Daniels is undergoing quite the strife now, as Methuselah is not about to shy away from returning as much of the fire as possible as he’s now dragging Brian upward with his head held in place!
Stew-O: With Daniels briefly incapacitated, Methuselah is now dragging Daniels over to the corner, and he decides to set Brian up onto the top turnbuckle as he is looking to ensure that Brian does not have room to maneuver here–AS AN ELBOW ACROSS THE TEMPLE IS ENOUGH TO KEEP BRIAN DANIELS WELL AT BAY!! Brian is unable to retort, left in a vulnerable state here as Methuselah is now shoving Brian over & onto the turnbuckle while situating himself at the top!
Flannery McCoy: AS METHUSELAH PLACES A FOOT OVER THE JAW OF BRIAN DANIELS WHILE PLACING IMMENSE PRESSURE INTO HIS JAW WHILE TRAPPED ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! The referee is immediately counting down as every second here as becoming all the more excruciating for Brian Daniels to be placed within! This is not panning out to the degree that he would like, and shortly before the five count Methuselah lets himself off of Daniels from there! Brian drops down onto the apron afterward, clutching onto his jaw as he is left trying to recover on the apron while Methuselah is glaring toward the referee!
Jake Mercer: While the referee is trying to maintain his own authority in this match despite very visible worry in his face, Brian Daniels is clutching onto the ropes as he is looking to recover as quickly as possible! Methuselah takes a glance toward Brian Daniels, shaking his own head here as he is now motioning himself back over to Brian Daniels without a second thought, grabbing a clump of his hair as he does not want allow Daniels to be given any leeway in this match the further along that this proceeds to persist!
Stew-O: As Methuselah is now taking hold of Daniels, and he takes hold of him in a manner that may allow for as much of the struggle to be placed on Brian Daniels as possible with the referee once again counting down! But Methuselah is maintaining his grip on Daniels, and this does not seem to spell the most desirable result for Brian to undergo as his opponent wants to ensure as much of a definitive end for him as possible from here! AS METHUSELAH IS LOOKING TO HOIST BRIAN DANIELS FROM THE APRON & INTO THE ‘EGO DEATH DRIVER’ FROM HERE–
Flannery McCoy: BUT DANIELS SQUIRMS & SHIFTS METHUSELAH INTO AN INSIDE CRADLE PIN!!! THE SHOULDERS OF METHUSELAH ARE DOWN AS THE REFEREE IS NOW COUNTING AWAY!!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
T–
Jake Mercer: NO TIME!!! METHUSELAH KICKS OUT OF THE CRADLE BEFORE THE COUNT OF TWO!! Methuselah is wide-eyed as he now finds himself motioning upward, looking to focus back on Brian Daniels as he is moving back up to his feet and focusing on Brian from here–BUT BRIAN WITH A JUMPING CORKSCREW ROUNDHOUSE KICK THAT CAUSES METHUSELAH TO BE ROCKED BACK INTO THE CORNER!!! Daniels is keeping Methuselah at bay as he does not want to slow down for a second here!! Daniels is motioning upward as Methuselah is shaking his own head vigorously as he wills himself upward, RUNNING FORWARD WITH A BOOT–
Stew-O: TILL DANIELS DUCKS UNDER THE BOOT, METHUSELAH TRIES TO MAINTAIN HIMSELF AND QUICKLY TURNS BACK TO BRIAN–BUT HE’S CAUGHT WITH A SPINNING BACK ELBOW FROM DANIELS THAT KNOCKS HIM BACK INTO THE CORNER!!! Methuselah is being kept in the driver’s seat of all of the pain being given to him by Brian Daniels, as he is going through an immense struggle with this opening from Brian as the two-time World Champion is now rushing back toward the corner & RUSHING TOWARD METHUSELAH!
Flannery McCoy: AS A RUNNING LEG LARIAT LANDS ACROSS THE JAW OF METHUSELAH IN THE CORNER OF THE RING!!! Daniels is emerging back to his feet, constantly nodding to himself as he is refusing to slow himself down by any measure, looking to maintain as much of his offense against Methuselah as he possibly can the longer that this match goes! Daniels is motioning toward the corner once more, and he is not wasting time to run back toward Methuselah as HE IS LOOKING FOR ANOTHER LEG LARIAT FROM HERE!
Jake Mercer: AS HE DOES SO!!! BRIAN DANIELS IS ABLE TO MAINTAIN HIS CONTROL AS METHUSELAH IS KEPT IN THIS ROCKED STATE RIGHT NOW!! Brian Daniels is truly refusing to even pace himself more steadily, looking to rush himself back to the corner as HE RUNS BACK AND SEEKS OUT MORE THAN ENOUGH RESOLVE BEHIND THE ‘STARKILLER’ AS–METHUSELAH DUCKS UNDER THE BOOT!! Brian is caught in the corner as the boot doesn’t follow through, with a wide-eyed Methuselah taking hold of Brian Daniels from behind–
Stew-O: TAKING HOLD OF DANIELS WRIST & LOOKING TO IRISH WHIP HIS OPPONENT–BUT REELS HIM INTO A SUDDEN LEAPING REVERSE STO INSTEAD!!! Brian is taken down, and Methuselah is now nodding to himself instead as Brian Daniels is now enduring his own struggle from here! Methuselah takes hold of Brian’s wrist once more, and he causes Daniels to move himself upward and back into a proper stance from here–AS A ‘RAPTURE’ FOLLOWS UP WITH PRECISION!!! Daniels is taken back down as Methuselah is now hooking the leg from here!!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THREE—
Flannery McCoy: NO!!! Brian Daniels is able to kick out and keep himself in this match as he refuses to let the match end this way! Methuselah is sitting himself up, slowly nodding to himself as he maintains a grin on his face! He now situates himself over Daniels, and he doesn’t hold back as HE SENDS FIERCE FOREARM AFTER FOREARM ONTO DANIELS WHILE HE’S STILL DOWN! Daniels is trying to shield himself to the best of his own ability, struggling further as he cannot seem to muster up more of his own control as this is becoming a difficult task to handle all the more!
Jake Mercer: This is remaining as much of a struggle as it can possibly be, as Methuselah is now taking a grasp of Daniels’ hair in harsh fashion, dragging Daniels back up to his feet as he is now pulling him into his own arm, and he has maintained this grasp over Daniels as Brian struggles to keep himself standing while Methuselah is looking to bring the end to this match right here! Daniels is in position as Methuselah doesn’t seem intent on slowing down–LOOKING FOR THE ‘HELLFIRE IMPALER’ DDT—
Stew-O: DANIELS SQUIRMS FREE & SHIFTS METHUSELAH AROUND–AS HE HOISTS METHUSELAH WITH ALL OF HIS ENERGY INTO A DRAGON SUPLEX THAT SENDS METHUSELAH CRASHING DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS!!! Brian is able to maneuver himself accordingly as Methuselah is now struggling to immediately rise, but he does not struggle as much as Daniels currently is with all of the offense that he had to endure from his opponent! Methuselah is refusing to keep himself down for too long, rising to his knees as Daniels is glaring toward his opponent right now! He sees that Methuselah is looking to rise up to his feet here—
Flannery McCoy: AS DANIELS POUNCES ONTO METHUSELAH AND APPLIES THE FUJIWARA ARMBAR FROM HERE!!! METHUSELAH IS IN FOR QUITE THE STRUGGLE AS THE SUBMISSION IS LOCKED IN! Daniels is doing everything in his power to clutch onto the arm of Methuselah and contort his arm back as Methuselah is struggling to free himself from the submission!! The referee is keeping a keen eye on the EAW Hall of Famer is this becoming all the more of a tough time for Methuselah, the Chairman is dragging himself along as he’s looking to seek out the rope while Daniels LOOKS TO SHIFT!
Jake Mercer: AS DANIELS SENDS A STIFF STOMP RIGHT OVER THE ARM OF METHUSELAH WITH PRECISION!!! Methuselah is immediately clutching onto his arm as he is looking to rise back up to a knee, struggling to bring himself upward more quickly while Brian Daniels is able to return to a proper stance after assuring that the stomp provided enough pushback against Methuselah to keep this in his own control! Methuselah is motioning to a knee as Daniels is now LOOKING TO RUSH TOWARD METHUSELAH–AS HE SENDS ‘KINGSLAYER’ SPRAWLING ACROSS THE HEAD OF THE OPPONENT!! The cover!!!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THREE—
Stew-O: NO!!! Methuselah kicks out!!! Methuselah raises the arm upward–AS DANIELS GRABS HIS ARM QUICKLY & SHIFTS METHUSELAH INTO POSITION FOR THE ‘FOURTH SEAL’!!! THE CROSSFACE HAS BEEN APPLIED AS METHUSELAH IS IN IMMENSE TROUBLE!!! Methuselah is in for the worst to come here as Daniels is maintaining this crossface with all of his energy, the referee is keeping a strong watch of Methuselah is this match can end at any given moment from here if this persists further! Daniels is refusing to slow down, and Methuselah is trying to keep himself steady in this match despite being dealt with the very worst right now!
Flannery McCoy: AS METHUSELAH MAY HAVE TO TAP—BUT HE SHIFTS HIMSELF & DANIELS TOWARD THE APRON IN A FLURRY OF ADRENALINE THAT SENDS THEM BOTH COLLAPSING ONTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!!! Daniels is unable to hold out with the crossface, as he is bringing himself back up to his own two feet while Methuselah is trying to recover as quickly as possible! Daniels is looking to maintain as much of this control he once retained as he can garner back, with his eyes set back on Methuselah while the referee is counting down on this match!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Jake Mercer: AIMING FOR ‘CAUSTIC ECHO’ HERE– BUT METHUSELAH DUCKS UNDER AS DANIELS SHIFTS BACK AROUND–INTO A SPINNING BACK FIST FROM METHUSELAH!!! DANIELS IS STAGGERED CONSIDERABLY HERE!! Methuselah is able to ward off the pressure from Brian Danieols as he is able to leave the EAW Hall of Famer staggered in this motion where he can’t quickly retaliate as now they are both temporarily stunned with how this is shifting in accordance–AS DANIELS IS SENT INTO THE APRON!! HIS LOWER BACK MEETS THE APRON AS THAT SURELY HURT!!! The referee continues to count away!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Stew-O: As Methuselah is now rolling himself back into the ring, and he’s looking to ensure that there are no other routes to take here as Daniels remains leaned against the apron, temporarily staggered as the count is only persisting further with how much longer that this match is going from here–
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
Flannery McCoy: AS METHUSELAH TAKES HOLD OF DANIELS HERE TO PULL HIM UPWARD! The referee is counting down as Daniels sends an open palm into Methuselah’s chin to make him let go, the referee is now focused on Methuselah as he is giving an earful while Daniels is trying to recover to bring himself back into the–WHAT THE!?!?!?
Jake Mercer: IT’S CHARLIE MARR!!!! HE LANDS ‘SIN SALIDA’ ONTO BRIAN DANIELS FROM THE APRON!!! DIVING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP IMMEDIATELY KNOCKS THE WIND OUT OF BRIAN DANIELS SAILS AS HE IS ENTIRELY LAID OUT!!!! Charlie immediately brings himself toward the steps, kneeling against the apron out of the vision of the referee is this match has just shifted dramatically!!! Methuselah is glaring toward the ringside area, tilting his head with a smirk as he may have witnessed that attack!
NINE!
Stew-O: NOT LIKE THIS!!!! BRIAN DANIELS IS MOTIONLESS!!!!
…
TEN!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, BY COUNTOUT… METHUSELAHHHHHH!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: I can;t believe that!! That is quite the debilitating way to bring an end to this match!! Brian Daniels was ready to get back into the ring and continue this match, yet Charlie Marr takes advantage & does so in telling fashion as well!!!
Jake Mercer: He took advantage of the moment at hand and was able to send quite the blistering message as he cost Brian Daniels this main event, and Methuselah is given increased momentum ahead of his World Championship clash with Cy Henderson…
(Charlie Marr grins as he scurries up the steps, glaring down toward Daniels with a sly expression on his face–’till his glance catches Methuselah looking toward him as well. Both men, with their extended history attributed to one another, as they exchange this gaze toward each other with low smiles etched across their faces.)
Flannery McCoy: Of course, quite the history shared amongst these elitists in particular as they have raised war against each other before, as Methuselah can’t exactly help himself as Charlie nods before heading off to the ramp, able to relish in another victory ahead of–
Jake Mercer: OH MY GOD!!!!!! “CALAMITY’!!!! CY JUST LAID OUT METHUSELAH YET AGAIN WITH THE GORE!!!! METHUSELAH IS DOWN ON THE CANVAS!!!! THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION MAKES HIS MARK KNOWN ONCE MORE!!!!
Stew-O: A STATEMENT MADE YET AGAIN AS CY HENDERSON IS STOOD OVER METHUSELAH!!!! THANK YOU FOR JOINING US TONIGHT, AND SEE YOU AT RECKLESS WIRING!
(Cy Henderson sports a small smirk across his own face, as he remains standing over Methuselah while hoisting the World Heavyweight Championship high in the air, as the scene soon fades with the champion standing tall.)
(A commercial plays for Reckless Wiring, where Cy Henderson and Methuselah will finally settle things in a volatile EAW World Heavyweight Championship match…)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns from the closer to our main event, with the backstage area of the Wukesong Arena, as the camera focuses on the medical room. There is a set of beds all adjacent to one another, with three people seated on them as doctors check them out. As the shot begins to pan over, Drake King, Michael Machina, and Limmy Monaghan are all seen, each equally annoyed after their heated brawl earlier in the night. There’s an awkward silence between all of them, especially considering that in a week they’re going to be standing across the ring from each other in a triple threat at Reckless Wiring. But Drake, completely over it, at the end of his rope, shakes his head violently in frustration as he speaks up.)
Drake King: ALL OF YOU have done nothing but be inconveniences. For WEEKS, you have gotten in the way of my priorities, tried to force my hand, and made me do something that was not worth my time. Now I’ve been FORCED into this match, and let me tell you right now, I am not having it.
Michael Machina: (Mumbling) Tell us something we don’t know…
Drake King: Hm?
Michael Machina: I’m saying you’re a big whiny bitch who doesn’t keep his mouth shut. You get yourself into trouble, and when it goes awry, you point the finger at other people for your mistakes. If I knew I had to spend all this damn time listening to you shout in my ear, then I would have just speared Limmy out of his boots and been done with it.
Drake King: Imagine how I feel??? I’ve done nothing but completely waste my time; a good chunk of my season has been squandered because of you idiots. One is trying to play moral police, and the other is trying to “slay” me like I’m some sort of “relic.” All you have done is make this experience miserable, and I’m warning you, come Reckless Wiring, I am going to do some serious harm as my penance. This is all just stupid. Just…
(Drake clenches his fists, as he brings his head down, trying to calm himself down before looking back up, a cold expression on his face, one marred with annoyance.)
Drake King: Michael, Limmy, I am literally going to strangle the two of you…
(Michael chuckles as he does his best to calm himself down as well. Meanwhile, Limmy leans back on his bed, rolling his eyes as he looks toward him.)
Limmy Monaghan: I tried my best to help you, Drake, I did. Even if it was against my best interest, even if I had no reason to, I tried to help you see this on equal footing with me because Machina was the one who started this between the two of us. But of course, as always, you have to be an idiot who has zero to no common sense, not looking at the danger that comes to him before it spears him out of his boots like bad karma. I’m done with it. I’ve reinforced a long time ago that I’m past the point of caring, so simply put, I’m not. If there’s anyone who’s going to put an end to this, then rest assured, it’s going to be me.
Michael Machina: This is all sad, really fucking embarrassing. All of you can talk all you want, go on your endless little tangents with your senseless mind garble, it doesn’t make a difference, because at the end of the day, both of you are going to be beaten by me. I’m going to make sure that I use the two of you as examples so that I can get back to the position that I truly deserve to be at, and that’s standing at the very top of this brand as the World Heavyweight Champion, and this time? My return to the top will truly be poetic, considering how Friday Night Dynasty is my home, where I got my feet wet, it’s about damn time I give back.
Limmy Monaghan: I think both of you are getting ahead of yourselves. What I was able to do with Friday Night Dynasty the last time I was here is make it what it is now, and that is foster a culture of fighting spirit that has persisted, and that is something that I am going to continue to do when I become World Champion. I’m certain we all have one shared goal here, and that’s making sure that we come out with a World Championship, and this is going to dictate who is going to be first in line going forward, and that person is going to be me.
Drake King: This is pathetic. This is a pointless conversation. When I look at who’s World Championship material, I don’t look at Michael Machina, I certainly don’t look at Limmy Monaghan, I look at who’s going to do the most to ensure that they lead this place to a better future, and as it always is with every season, it’s going to be me. If this is so much of a problem for the two of you, then I’d love to see you try and prove me otherwise, but as far as I’m concerned, these past couple of weeks have only proved me right. If you are willing to die on this hill, then you do that and come back to me when it all goes wrong, tell me how it feels, and I’ll make sure to laugh in your face. But reality is going to set in soon, and it’s going to come far too late for you to be able to anticipate it. Don’t blame me when that happens.
(Michael thinks for a moment before he smirks.)
Michael Machina: You know what, Drake? It’s funny-
(Michael doesn’t finish what he says, because he immediately shoves all the doctors away before LAUNCHING himself at Drake, grabbing a hold of him by the head and connecting with repeated strikes toward his face! Drake is quickly startled by this, but he’s prepared to fight back, as he begins to send strikes of his own, both of them wasting absolutely no time as they begin to trade blows with one another in the medical room once again!)
(Limmy quickly joins the fray, already fed up with all of this, he grabs Machina from behind and turns him around before connecting with a strike directly to his face! All three of them come to blows in what is already the second time tonight, as security is forced to come filing in and break all of them up, doing what they can right now to calm all of them down.)
(It’s the very last shot of Friday Night Dynasty is seen, as all three of them are yelling at eachother, trying to get this fight to continue, but they’re already quite well restrained. And it’s then that the camera begins to completely fade to black.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
