(EAW intro plays.)
(Friday Night Dynasty intro plays. Coming off of the heels of Reckless Wiring, a brief montage is shown, detailing the results of the first Dynasty marquee event of the season: In the opening match, Chris Elite defeats Kirk Redwood in a bullrope match. Daniella Atlas is the victor in the Doomsday Chambe of Blood match over Holly Arrow and Mia Santoro. Minerva defeats Raven Roberts in a Barbed Wire Rope match. Hans Grayson retains the Interwire Championship against Shinzo Sasaki in a LEGO tables match. The Jaded Hearts retain the Unified Tag Team Championships against Usagi Senshi and Saori Aizen, with Saori taking Usagi out after the match. BRAE retains the New Breed Championship against Vincent Mondrian in a Fight Pit match. Cy Henderson defeats Rex McAllister in a dog collar match. Joso defeats Drake King in a Hellfire Deathmatch with a returning Andre Walker shockingly attacking Drake. And in the main event, Myles retains the World Heavyweight Championship against Drake Armstrong in a Landmine Deathmatch.)
(After the opener, we come to a live view of the Intuit Dome in Inglewood, California. It’s a sold-out affair and everyone is excited. Pyro goes off on stage and several shots of the fans are shown off before the commentary team for Dynasty can be seen.)
Stew-O: EAW UNIVERSE, WELCOME TO ANOTHER LIVE EDITION OF FRIDAY NIGHT DYNASTY! RECKLESS WIRING IS OFFICIALLY BEHIND US AND NOW, WE LOOK FORWARD TOWARDS OUR FIRST TRI-BRANDED MARQUEE EVENT OF THE SEASON: TERRITORIAL INVASION! I AM STEW-O, AND AS ALWAYS, I AM JOINED BY JAKE MERCER AND FLANNERY MCCOY!
Jake Mercer: NWJDQENCERFKJFNWKNRFJNTGNRNGEJKRGTNTKRGKNKTRGNKT!!!
Flannery McCoy: Well… after what happened last weekend it should come as no surprise why Jake is squealing like an incoherent fanboy…
(‘Leaving Caladan’ by Hans Zimmer plays as the crowd gives a standing ovation for ‘The Kaiser,’ Andre Walker. Andre comes out from the back, looking around the sea of EAW fans as the entire arena is holding up “ ☝🏻” all around.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN…PLEASE WELCOME AT THIS TIME…’THE KAISER’…ANDRE WALKER!!!!!
Stew-O: Andre Walker made his return back at Reckless Wiring during the closing moments of Joso versus Drake King. It seemed like Drake was close to lighting up Joso on fire until Andre would deliver a ‘Superman Punch.’
Flannery McCoy: This would allow for Joso to capitalize and get the victory for himself, adding more fuel to why he could be World Champion this season. But, Andre Walker has made it obvious that he is after Drake King after falling short to defeating him at Pain for Pride.
Jake Mercer: FINALLY, THIS BRAND HAS FELT MISSING WITHOUT ‘THE KAISER.’ THIS IS THE ANDRE WALKER SHOW, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. WE’RE GOING TO SEE A MASTER DOING HIS FINEST WORK HERE!!!
(Andre Walker’s music dies down. Andre has a microphone in his hands as he looks around at the crowd before beginning.)
Andre Walker: I gave everyone in that locker room a month and a half to breathe. To be able to roam backstage without wondering if Dynasty will be the place where I decide to insert myself this season. I gave those a time to step up to the plate, seeing how they measured up to the main event scene. Seeing if they are able to fill in the missing shoes that are obviously missed on this brand. I gave all of you a month and a half to do all of that and just what I expect it – you can’t replace me. I can show up wherever the hell I want and that’s something that everyone should be afraid of. It’s funny because that, coupled with a few absences has resulted in a lot of history rewriting. Some people liked to walk around calling themselves the face of Dynasty, the heart and soul of Dynasty, a few lesser statured talents even liked to fancy themselves “The Dynasty Three” but in reality these men were never anything more than Andre Walker placeholders who when burdened with the responsibility of fighting for something that really mattered they failed and got shipped off elsewhere. That’s the difference with me though, I answer to no regime and I control my own destiny. Anywhere I end up is my decision.
Andre Walker: And so I’ve decided to come back to the house that Andre Walker built, kick my feet up and make myself at home because I have A LOT of things here that need to be addressed. Who knows, maybe Voltage may be graced with my presence again and maybe even Showdown may get a visit from The Kaiser, but no matter where I end up, but my eyes are still on the prize. The goal remains the same and the job is not finished, but the reality is there are several jobs that need to be completed before I get back to focusing on the ultimate one. There will be a day where I become World Champion again. But, for right now, I got unfinished business with Drake King to tend too.
(The crowd pops at the possibility of Andre Walker going after Drake King. There’s no doubt that Pain for Pride left an awful taste in the mouth of ‘The Kaiser’ and he is going to do everything that he can to get rid of it.)
Andre Walker: Which brings me to the big elephant in the room – my Pain for Pride loss.
Jake Mercer: YOU WERE ROBBED, MY KAISER! ROBBED, I SAY!
Andre Walker: Please don’t think for one second that because I lost at Pain for Pride that I’m taking a step back, these are the moments that I live for. The moments where I come back, stronger, ruthless and more driven. Some of the traits make me the most feared man in that locker room. Some of them that made this brand my show. Something that Drake will never be able to say for himself. When Drake and I meet again in the ring, I don’t plan on making that same mistake twice. Gawd Contract or not, I have been the one constant on Dynasty for years. This is the show that I carried on my fucking back. The show that I made into the flagship show. It doesn’t matter if I’m here or not, but this show will NEVER stop being my domain and I’ll make that very clear when I run through all the competition this season. Starting with Drake King —
(‘When Darkness Falls’ by Killswitch Engage cuts off Andre Walker mid promo was Andre turns to the stage, shakes his head and chuckles. Drake King comes out from the back, already with a microphone in his possession. The crowd completely boos the Hall of Famer as Drake looks around, wondering what he did to provoke all of this negativity. But, he turns his focus towards Andre as his entrance music dies down.)
Drake King: Starting with me? You’re really THAT much of a sore loser that you have to rectify that wrong in some capacity? Big, strong and dominant Andre Walker is given a rare loss and then, he can’t seem to handle it. He can’t seem to handle the idea that I was the better wrestler than him at Pain for Pride. Obviously, I knew that I was going to be better than you. Let me remind you: you used that Gawd Contract to face me at Pain for Pride. You waste my time when I could have used that valuable time to get myself in a match up that I wanted to be in. Instead, I had to deal with you. You got yourself into this situation and you’re upset that I was able to out show you. The high and mighty ‘Kaiser’ wasn’t strong enough to go up against a ‘God’ and that’s something that was obvious from the beginning Andre. You thought that you were taking advantage of someone inferior to you, but I think that you’ve forgotten who I am and what I have been able to accomplish throughout the course of my career.
Andre Walker: Have you forgotten about what I am capable of? The men and women that I have taken down? The people that I put on the shelf? Your resume is all nice and impressive, but people don’t fear you. You walk to the ring and people can’t help, but laugh at you. You are nothing more than someone to ridicule. Someone that has been allowed to go around and make a total ass of himself. You are nothing more than a joke, Drake. You are nothing more than a loser. Someone who will crumble beneath my feet the moment that we step into the ring again. Pain for Pride was a physical bout, but I can assure you that things will be brutal for you the next time that we face off.
Drake King: And, you will lose – just like you lost last time.
Andre Walker: One miscalculation cost me the match, Drake. I can assure you that it won’t happen again.
(Drake King has finally made it to the apron as he steps foot through the middle ropes. He joins Andre Walker inside the ring as the two men stand across from each other.)
Drake King: And when it does, we’ll once again prove that Andre Walker just can’t take a loss. You are nothing more than a sore loser, who can’t take a loss. You want to portray yourself as some high and mighty ‘Kaiser,’ but the moment that things don’t go your way, you’ll cry. You’ll throw a tantrum. You did that with Limmy Monaghan. You did that with Bronson Daniels. You spent a good chunk of your last season trying to get some revenge, and in the end we all saw it was nothing more than a wasted effort, so what makes you think that you’re going to succeed this time around? Especially, with a man who is a 100 times the wrestler than either of them are. You can look to start things up with me once more, but it will end the same way that Pain for Pride did and that’s me, walking away as the winner. Take this as a warning, Andre. Turn around and go away.
Andre Walker: You’d like that? You think that it would make things a billion times easier for yourself?
Drake King: No, it will make things easier for you. You can go ahead and pick a fight with someone that you’re more than capable of defeating one-on-one – like Joso.
(‘2024’ by Playboi Carti begins to play through the speakers. The crowd stands up, having a mixed ovation for Joso, the man that faced Drake King at Reckless Wiring last weekend. Joso stands on the ramp as he paces around, thinking about the right things that he wants to say. He has a microphone in his possession. This entrance music dies down as the reception of the crowd has not.)
Joso: You really had the nerve to interject yourself in my match, Andre. This was nothing more than meant to be my moment. One of the biggest victories of my entire career. The moment where I prove that a ‘King’ will take a place upon his throne this season. Something that I have been busting my ass, going off against some of the best of the best of this company. From Jamie O’Hara to Impact to Drake King and…you made it about yourself. Andre Walker couldn’t keep himself out of the spotlight. He needed to make things about himself. He needed to be the center of his attention as his agenda is the one thing that people are talking about. I always say “a win is a win,” but no one is talking about that win. They are talking about you, Andre and that’s what pisses me off.
Andre Walker: A “you’re welcome” would have sufficed because Drake was about to light up your ass on fire.
Joso: You don’t know that for sure.
Drake King: I had you tied up with the barbed wire. You telling me that you were going to get yourself out of that? :wtf:
Joso: If you let me cook —
(Drake King and Joso begin to bicker with each other as Andre Walker is standing there with an unamused look on his face.)
Andre Walker: The both of you are getting on my last nerves. One of the things that I did not miss being part of this brand was finding myself in the middle of these childish games. Joso, you talk about how you are waiting to cash in that King of Elite crown for a World Heavyweight Championship match. There’s people who are waiting for the day that you become World Champion and there’s a rumor on the street that says that you’re planning to use that contract at Territorial Invasion?
(This peaks the interest of the crowd as Joso has a straight look on his face. He’s not confirming or denying the claim.)
Andre Walker: Well, what if I use this Gawd Contract to prevent you from cashing in that title shot?
(Joso’s whole demeanor changes as he looks a bit concerned about Andre Walker flexing the Gawd Contract.)
Andre Walker: Consider that done. Looks like you’ll have to wait a wee bit longer to cash in that title shot.
Drake King: :mjlol2:
Andre Walker: Don’t be laughing there, Drake. I’m not done with you yet. Territorial Invasion is around the corner and I’m feeling a bit generous around here. I noticed that you’ve burned a bridge with almost everyone in this company. You don’t have friends who will have your back and that sucks since that’s what War Games is all about.
Drake King: You’re going to send me to do War Games by myself?
Andre Walker: :oh: That would be great, but I’m in a giving mood and I got everything covered. I am going to bring the band back together and align you with two people who bothered to put up with your bullshit for so long. Two Elitists who have a ton of history with you. You three have a ton of memories with each other. It goes back to your time on the Voltage brand. How does a New Eden reunion sound to you?
Drake King: No! No! No! No! No! You cannot do that, man —
Andre Walker: Don’t worry, Drake. We’ll have part two and it will happen very soon, but it’s going to happen on my watch. As for you, Joso, you have a problem with me, you can take it up with myself at Territorial Invasion.
(Andre Walker drops the microphone ‘Leaving Caladan’ plays once more as Andre seems more than happy about himself. Joso and Drake King looked to be completely pissed about what Andre had done with the Gawd Contract.)
Jake Mercer: FUCK AROUND, FIND OUT, DRAKE KING AND JOSO! YOU DON’T EVER MESS WITH THE KAISER!!!
Stew-O: New Eden will present Dynasty at War Games! This is HUGE news! We are all aware with the history of those three, so that is going to make things crazy! I’m excited about our chances this year!
Flannery McCoy: You got to feel for Joso. Whether he was looking to go after Myles at Territorial Invasion, it’s not happening now. But, if Joso has an issue with that, he can face Andre Walker at Territorial Invasion! These are some announcements here!
(A commercial plays for Persona 3 Reload’s Episode AIGIS DLC, featuring Drake Armstrong of Dynasty, Milli Banks of Showdown and Michael Machina of Voltage promoting the game.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Stephie Love: And it is a fatal four way match, where the only way to win is by pinning or submitting a competitor!
(‘Blood Doll’ by Anarchy Club is first to be heard as Lee Jacobs marches out from the back with a determined expression on his face. He sneers at the booing crowd, making his way to the ring and raising his arms up in the center.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, weighing in at 210 pounds, from St. Louis, Missouri… he is the “TOP OF HIS CLASS”, LEE! JACOBS!
(That’s replaced by ‘Chalk Outline’ by Three Days Grace and AJ Redding walks out, nodding his head. He’s more receptive of the crowd reception, sliding in and getting ready to go.)
Stephie Love: Next, weighing in at 227 pounds, from Auckland, New Zealand, “REDEFINED” AJ! REDDING!
(‘Unreal’ by Chaoseum blares throughout the speakers, as the enigmatic Issac Crow emerges from the back. He has a brooding look on his face, slowly making his way down to the ring. Crow stares a hole through both of his opponents, his eyes locked on them and absolutely nothing else.)
Stephie Love: Their opponent, weighing in at 225 pounds, from Parts Unknown, he is “THE FALLEN ANGEL” ISSAC! CROW!
(Boos then fill the arena as ‘Betty (Get Money)!’ by Yung Gravy begins playing and the extremely easy to hate Clayton Golde emerges from the back. He chuckles, embracing the booing reaction and goes out of his way to antagonize a couple of fans just for the fun of it all.)
Stephie Love: Lastly, weighing in at 210 pounds, from an Undisclosed Location in Romania, he is “THE GOSPEL” CLAYTON! GOLDE!
(DING DING DING!)
Jake Mercer: All four men circle around the ring, trying to get a good read on how to kick this one off… but ISSAC CROW WITH A BIG BOOT TO AJ REDDING! AJ tries to cover up but Issac takes him down with repeated punches to the head!
Stew-O: Crow turns around and now Golde and Jacobs jump him! The two team up on Issac Crow, slamming him into the turnbuckles and battering him with repeated punches! Crow tries to cover up to the best of his ability but it’s no use! They grab him by the wrist and hammerwhip him across the ring!
Jake Mercer: The back of Crow hits the turnbuckles hard! He falls over, grasping at it in agony! He rolls out, falling to the floor. Lee dusts his hands off, watching the outside of the ring…
Flannery McCoy: But Clayton Golde has got far more experience and he’s using it to his advantage! DRAGS JACOBS DOWN WITH A SCHOOLBOY ROLLUP!
Referee: OOOOONNNNEEEEEEE!
Stew-O: Kick out from Jacobs but he doesn’t look pleased at all! Clayton pleads innocence and Jacobs approaches him…
Flannery McCoy: BUT GOLDE DROPS HIS HANDS AND FLOORS JACOBS WITH A HUGE SUPERKICK! Golde lifts Jacobs up, throwing him to the ropes and hoisting him up for a big Implant DDT’
Jake Mercer: Jacobs winces out in pain, rolling away. Golde calls Redding up. He brings him to the ropes and irish whips him off! Redding bounces off, trying to stop the momentum but Golde hoists him up and slams him with a spinebuster!
Flannery McCoy: There’s absolutely zero doubt that one didn’t hurt! AJ Issac Crowd slides in and he gets Golde with two punches to the jaw! Golde winces, then Crow tries an overhand right!
Stew-O: Golde catches it! Issac struggles, trying to fight his grip! He trips him onto his back and quickly hooks the legs! Issac yelps out, and Golde falls backwards to launch Crow WITH A CATAPULT ONTO A RISING LEE JACOBS AND AJ REDDING, DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE FROM CROW!
Jake Mercer: He dropped both men but at what cost?! Clayton Golde is back up and he’s waiting for Crow to rise! He tries a superkick— but Issac spins him around and scoops him up for a backbreakerb
Flannery McCoy: He just spiked his back against his knee! Golde is hurting now! Issac grits his teeth, rising up. He waits for any of the three to rise… and it seems like Lee Jacobs is unintentionally answering the call!
Stew-O: Issac hits off the ropes, but Lee comes back alive and charges into a swift knee to the ribs! Issac eats it, staggering away from the ropes and Lee bounces off behind him, jumping into a bulldog; but Crow catches him in mid-air! He lifts him up and drops into a back suplex toss on the top turnbuckle!
Jake Mercer: But look out! AJ Redding charges in with a yakuza kick in mind!
Flannery McCoy: Crow moves and he hits it to Lee on the top rope, who falls to the floor, yelling in agony!
Stew-O: Clayton comes from behind, pulling Isaac down with a crucifix rollup!
Referee: OOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!
Jake Mercer: Just a one count! Golde rises and pops Crow with a punch! Crow wobbles and Golde runs to the ropes! But Crow runs with him, so Golde quickly turns to stop his momentum and gets cracked with a clothesline!
Stew-O: Golde lifte his head off the canvas, holding his jaw in agony. Issac uses the ropes behind him for momentum waiting for him to rise, as he drives forward into a shoulder block! Golde goes down and Issac wastes no time, running back to the ropes!
Jake Mercer: He soars through the skies, jumping into a BEAUTIFUL LEGDROP ON THE THROAT! Golde rolls over, coughing out in agony! Issac slowly pulls himself up…
Flannery McCoy: And AJ Redding with an elbow! Issac throws one of his own! Another elbow from AJ! And Issac throws one right back! Now both men are trading shots!
Stew-O: An extremely intense battle from both! They’re going tit for tat! Blow for blow! I don’t think it can get much better than this!
Flannery McCoy: Wait a minute… LOOK OUT! CLAYTON GOLDE FLIES OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A MISSILE DROPKICK TO BOTH MEN! THEY TOPPLE OVER TO THE MAT! ISSAC ROLLS OUT WHILE AJ HOLDS HIS SHOULDER!
Jake Mercer: They were so focused on the exchanging of shots that no one saw Golde roll out and climb the top rope! Issac tries to get up, groggy after that connection…
Stew-O: And Golde quickly grabs him from behind, ducking his arm down and scooping him up for a teardrop suplex! With Issac down, Clayton Golde can’t help but rise to his feet and begin gloating in the center of the ring!
Flannery McCoy: Despite the boos, all it does is fuel Golde who turns and begins mounting Isaac and throwing heavy handed punches to the head. The referee has to warn him about his usage of closed fist, but remember that there are no disqualifications here. Clayton pulls Issac up and hoists him up for an inverted atomic drop!
Jake Mercer: He shoves Issac to the ropes and cracks him with a superkick! Issac is still standing and Clayton irish whips him off to the ropes, following up with a beautiful tilt-a-whirl backbreaker!
Stew-O: Satisfied with his work, Clayton rolls Issac to his fours and it seems like he’s going to keep going— HE GETS THE IDEA TO RUN OFF THE ROPES TO JUMP OFF ISSAC’S BACK INTO A FRANKENSTEINER TO A SLIDING IN LEE JACOBS!
Jake Mercer: AMAZING INNOVATION! Jacobs is shellshocked from that and Golde quickly pulls him up! He throws a huge forearm! Golde throws Jacobs into the corner and nails him with a chop!
Flannery McCoy: But once he sees the reaction of Jacobs, the lightbulb goes off in Clayton Golde’s head! AND HE CONTINUES THE CHOPS! BLISTERING THE CHEST OF LEE JACOBS! JACOBS YELLS OUT IN AGONY, BEGGING FOR THE REFEREE TO STOP!
Stew-O: HERE COMES ISSAC CROW! THROWING HIS BODY INTO HARMS WAY AS HE CHARGES INTO A CORNER SPEAR TO GOLDE! NO! HE SENDS HIM INTO JACOBS! JACOBS WHEEZES OUT AS ISSAC’S SHOULDER GOES DIRECTLY INTO HIS RIBS!
Jake Mercer: Issac is in a compromising position, trying to get free! But he can’t in time — because Clayton Golde pulls him down with a schoolboy rollup!
Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TTTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO—
Stew-O: ISSAC KICKS OUT, SHOVING GOLDE TO THE MIDDLE ROPE— JUMPING KNEE TO THE HEAD FROM AJ REDDING ON THE OUTSIDE! GOLDE FALLS OVER THE ROPES AND TO THE APRON!
Jake Mercer: Redding slides in, swinging for Crow! Crow ducks and forearms him, then punches him in the ribs. He fires a punch to the head but it’s blocked! Redding kicks the legs, then a spinning back fist! He tries to spin into a lariat but Issac chokes him!
Flannery McCoy: AND HE WASTES NO TIME, HOISTING HIM UP FOR A BIG CHOKESLAM RIGHT INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING! ISSAC FALLS INTO A COVER OF HIS OWN!
Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!
Stew-O: Clayton Golde takes Crow by the hair and SLAMS HIS HEAD INTO THE CANVAS! He marches over and drags AJ Redding up, throwing him out of the ring.
Jake Mercer: But AJ grabs onto the ropes, landing on the apron! Clayton doesn’t realize it at first, but he sees and runs back! But AJ shoulder barrages him! He then leans his arms down and tries to pull Clayton over the ropes with a back body drop, but Clayton drops back to his feet and knees AJ in the side of the head!
Flannery McCoy: Clayton pulls AJ in the ring and slaps him to keep him at bay. Clayton turns and leaps up the middle rope, flying into the air! ‘THE BRAND DEAL!’ SPRINGBOARD STUNNER PUTS AJ DOWN! CLAYTON HOOKS THE LEGS!
Referee: OOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Stew-O: ISSAC BREAKS THE PIN! HE GRABS CLAYTON BY THE WAIST AND DEADLIFTS HIM OFF OF AJ! GOLDE ELBOWS ISSAC, REPEATEDLY! He drops down and cracks him with a palm strike!
Jake Mercer: He swings another but Issac ducks and floors him with a boot! AJ Redding tries to get up, but he gets clotheslined over the ropes!
Stew-O: Issac shakes his head, and then Lee Jacobs comes from behind with a clubbing blow to the back! But Issac doesn’t go down! He turns and Jacobs swings another, but Issac ducks under!
Flannery McCoy: HUGE HEADBUTT FROM ISSAC! Lee staggers, struggling to stay up right! Issac throws him to the ropes, throwing him with a frankensteiner! Beautiful agility from Issac!
Jake Mercer: He hops up to his feet, wasting no time! Golde slowly rises up to his feet and Issac takes the ropes, leaping up the middle rope into a springboard moonsault onto Golde, which sandwiches Jacobs!
Flannery McCoy: Golde rolls out of the ring whilst Lee is still down, lost and confused. Issac drags Lee closer to the drop zone near the turnbuckles and steps over him, propelling himself up the middle rope. He raises his fist in the air, pointing down—
Stew-O: AND HE HOPS OFF INTO ‘DEATH’S TOUCH!’ THE DIVING FIST DROP LANDS FLUSH ON THE FACE OF JACOBS! JACOBS HOLDS HIS MOUTH IN AGONY, SQUIRMING OUT IN PAIN!
Jake Mercer: That could very well be it! Jacobs hasn’t moved much beyond the initial pain and now Issac hooks the legs for the cover!
Referee: OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Flannery McCoy: Barely gets the shoulder up! Issac drags Jacobs up, thinking of wrapping this one up! But Golde slides in and jumps on them, dropping both! He stomps both out!
Jake Mercer: Golde drags Jacobs up and lifts him, but Jacobs floats over. He shoves him to the ropes—
Stew-O: BUT GOLDE COMES BACK WITH A KNEE LIFT! He turns him, leaping onto his shoulders! POISON RANA! SPIKES HIM RIGHT ON HIS NECK!
Flannery McCoy: Then he rises, turning Jacob’s and lifting him up for a beautiful REGALPLEX! Golde bridges the pinfall!
Referee: OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: Issac rises and stomps Golde in the throat! Golde releases it, rolling over and coughing out in pain. Issac drags him up and propels him over there top rope! But Golde lands on the apron! It’s hand fighting between both as Issac tries to swat him off, but Golde hangs onto the ropes!
Stew-O: AJ Redding slides in and leaps onto Crow’s back! He tries to apply a sleeper, but Crow is fighting with Golde on the apron! Golde starts punching Crow, over and over! He headbutts him hard!
Flannery McCoy: Golde starts to climb the top rope, nodding… BUT CROW GRABS REDDING AND THROWS HIM OFF, RIGHT AT HIS LEGS! GOLDE LOSES HIS BALANCE AND FALLS— GETTING CROUCHED ON THE TOP ROPE! Golde yells out in agony, falling over to the apron!
Jake Mercer: Redding is laid in a tree of woe position across the turnbuckle, trapping Golde with him! Both men are hurt and Lee Jacobs is struggling up to his feet—
Stew-O: Crow clutches underneath him and hoists him up in an argentine rack lift! He lets out a loud war cry! ‘DEATH’S DOOR’ CONNECTS! DROPS HIM RIGHT ON HIS SKULL! CROW TO THE COVER!
Referee: OOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!
Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: TTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner of this match, ISSAC CROW!
(Issac rises to his feet, looking down at Jacob’s after a dominant performance. The referee takes his arm and raises it up high, whilst a frustrated Golde is trying to recover and blaming Redding for the loss.)
Jake Mercer: Strong victory from Issac Crow! He continues to gain more steam here on Friday nights as he takes down three other rising Elitists!
Stew-O: That is definitely going to help Issac’s stock rise. Quite the showing from him and while Clayton Golde almost came out with the win, Issac showed he wanted it more!
Flannery McCoy: Smart play to trap him at the end and now it’s paying dividends for him. Congrats to Issac!
(Issac continues to celebrate before Dynasty fades elsewhere.)
(Dynasty fades backstage where Rex McAllister and Raven Roberts are in the middle of a conversation. The married couple seems to be in high spirits, despite how Reckless Wiring went for the both of them. The two of them are bonding over their respective matches and sharing the commonality that the two of them passed out in order to give opponents the victory.)
Raven Roberts: You did great against Cy Henderson. Don’t feel any shame about what happened. You did what you promised that you would never do and that was quit. You fought till your last breath and I could not be prouder of you for that.
(Rex McAllister sighs. While he’s bummed about the loss, he knows that he did everything that he could last Saturday. Still, there was a part of him that wished that he could have put Cy Henderson in his place and proved him wrong.)
Rex McAllister: I know, but it sucks because Cy Henderson didn’t have too positive thoughts about me. He thought that I was nothing more than pathetic, leading up to Reckless Wiring. There is a part of me that wonders if I validated any of his claims.
Raven Roberts: So what? You’re not pathetic, Rex. You are one of the best on this brand. There will be a moment where you become World Champion again and I’ll be right next to you when that happens. The competition on this brand is bound to make anyone better. That’s something that I have always known and it was highlighted when facing Minerva last Saturday.
Rex McAllister: You did what you did and that was to show that you can hang with some of the toughest Elitists in this company. You did not hold back, Raven. I know that you wanted to go into this season and not hold anything back whatsoever and you did that. Unfortunately, Minerva made that statement. Despite wanting to do things at her own pace, when the two of you cross paths, we knew that Minerva was going to have to rush her pace, so that she can square off against you. How are you doing after those elbow hots?
(Raven Roberts begins to touch the top of her head, almost like she can feel Minerva’s sharp elbows bashing her skull.)
Raven Roberts: It’s a lot better than the first couple of days. There’s just a part of me that wished I could have hung on a bit longer. Maybe, I could have pulled off something to turn that match back into my favor. But, Minerva was on her game. There’s still a part of me that’s not convinced that she’s changed, but that will be seen in time. She got her victory. She can enjoy it, but I want to continue down this path, wondering how things look for me.
Rex McAllister: Things are looking good for you. More than confident that they are. Use this loss to light a fire in you. I know that you were telling me earlier that I should do the same thing. Things have been a bit slow for us since our return. We’re just looking to find ourselves back in title contention. I know that our luck will turn around, eventually. We just need to continue working at it. I’ll be by your side through it all. I got your back no matter what.
Raven Roberts: And, I got yours, Rex. Just like the times we were Unified Tag Team Champions, I will stand next to you as we go down this road together.
Rex McAllister: Fire & Ice was an awesome time. I always look forward to the times that I share the ring with you. We always brought the best out of each other. We always talked about how winning the Unified Tag Team Championships was something that we wanted to cross off our bucket list as a married couple.
Raven Roberts: Not many couples were able to win the Unified Tag Team Championships, so it made the whole experience sweet for the two of us. But, how about— never mind. The idea is probably dumb.
Rex McAllister: No, go ahead. I love hearing your ideas.
Raven Roberts: Maybe, it’s just me, who is just thinking of ideas, but do you think that it’s a good idea to bring the band back together?
(The crowd is heard cheering in the arena. Rex McAllister’s eyes shot up at the idea. He forms a smile on his face as Raven Roberts’ eyes are glowing at the idea of Fire & Ice reuniting. The crowd is heard going “Yes! Yes! Yes” all around the arena and that adds more to the anticipation of them reforming the team.)
Raven Roberts: After all, we both want to be champions again. Since our return, things have been a little slow. We’ve gotten title shots here and there, but nothing has stuck. Nothing has been successful. By the way, the Tag Team scene is always in use of a tag team that is going to shake things up around here. Might make things interesting for the two of us. If we aren’t having much luck alone, we might have better luck together?
(Rex McAllister has a smile on his face, but pretends to ponder. Obviously, he already knows the answer to that question.)
Rex McAllister: I’m in.
(The crowd cheers as Raven Roberts smiles as she wraps her arms around the neck of Rex McAllister, all lovingly. The married couple look into each other’s eyes, like nothing else in the world matters. It’s just the two of them.)
Raven Roberts: Well, it seems like Fire & Ice is back.
(The scene ends with a cute kiss and embrace from Rex McAllister and Raven Roberts before Dynasty fades elsewhere.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘Monaco’ by Bad Bunny plays and Mikhaila Barra charges out from the back as green and white lights strobe throughout the arena. She marches down the ramp, poised to get the win tonight. She runs up the steps and enters the ring, posing in the center with a green spotlight on her.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, weighing in at 143 pounds, from Dallas, Texas, she is the “LETHAL ADDER” MIKHAILA! BARRA!
Stew-O: We’ve got another new upstart Elitist here on Dynasty. Mikhaila Barra is fresh out of the EAW Performance Center and we previously saw her last week on Voltage, making her debut in a Dynasty vs Voltage showcase match where she was unable to defeat Selina Reyes.
Flannery McCoy: Tonight is her chance to redeem that. Barra has shown a lot of focus this week when it came to addressing Daniella Atlas, but it’s time to put up or shut up!
(The music fades out and ‘Vortex’ by Jinjer hits the speakers. Daniella Atlas strides out from the back with an unimpressed look on her face. She pays no mind to the crowd, instead looking at her opponent. Atlas slides in the ring, slithering up to her feet. She throws her arms up in the center and stomps the mat, turning to Barra and slowly backing away.)
Stephie Love: Her opponent, weighing in at 170 pounds, from Dunkirk, France, “THE BLACK FLAME” DANIELLA! ATLAS!
Jake Mercer: Meanwhile! Daniella Atlas has a lot to her name right now! It was at Reckless Wiring where she defeated Mia Santoro and Holly Arrow in the Doomsday Chamber Of Blood match. She looks to be keeping that momentum flowing and this is an extremely tough first opponent on Dynasty for Barra.
Flannery McCoy: Without a doubt. Daniella takes no prisoners and tonight she intends on keeping that M.O. Atlas is out for a win and she’s already picked up an impressive string of them!
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: The bell rings and both circle around the ring, eying one another. They engage in a quick collar and elbow tie-up, and the much stronger Daniella Atlas throws Mikhaila Barra down with ease!
Jake Mercer: This is her ‘Welcome to EAW’ moment! If Barra stands a chance at winning this match, she’s got to earn respect from Atlas right NOW.
Flannery McCoy: Barra rises and the two engage in another collar and elbow tie-up. Barra breaks free and performs a go behind, grabbing the waist. She tries at a high angle rear wrestling takedown, but Daniella stands her ground. She grips onto her wrists, throwing her to the side!
Stew-O: Barra looks up in shock but she tries to rise— only to be met with a boot to the side of the head by Atlas! Atlas yanks her up and shoves her into the turnbuckles! She starts to pummel her with left and right body punches!
Jake Mercer: The referee tells Atlas to lay off but she barely budges. Atlas takes Barra by the wrist and irish whips her aross the ring– BARRA BOUNCES OFF THE BUCKLES INTO A DROPKICK TO THE CHEST!
Flannery McCoy: Now we’re talking! Atlas slowly rises, caught off guard by that. Barra nails her with an european uppercut, and then another! She takes the wrist and irish whips Atlas off, flying into a forearm smash! Atlas goes down and now Barra is firing up! Atlas slowly rises, dazed..
Jake Mercer: Barra twirls under her, trying for a german suplex but Atlas stuns her with a nasty elbow. Atlas bounces off the ropes, charging into a bicycle kick! Barra bounces off the ropes, dazed.
Stew-O: No waste in motion from Atlas, who grabs Barra in a front facelock and hoists her up high FOR A FALCON ARROW! SLAMS THE BACK OF HER HEAD ON THE CANVAS! FIRST COVER OF THE MATCH!
Referee: OOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Flannery McCoy: Barra kicks out! Not the best look with a two count this early, but all that matters is she’s still in this one. Atlas drags her up, grabbing her in a muay thai clinch. She starts throwing nasty knees to the body, and Barra is struggling to get free.
Stew-O: Atlas firmly wraps her hands around the head of Barra, tossing her to the ropes! Barra bounces off and Atlas scoops her up onto her shoulder, looking for a lawn dart of some sorts but Barra slips off and shoves Atlas face first into the turnbuckles!
Jake Mercer: Nasty impact! Atlas holds her jaw, wobbling back in agony. Barra hits off the ropes and she flies into a spinning back elbow! She’s up and she yells for Atlas to get back up as well!
Stew-O: She does so, Atlas slowly gets up and Barra drops her to a kneel with a superkick to the knees! Atlas tries her hardest to get up– BUT BARRA MARCHES INTO A KNEE STRIKE TO THE JAW! ATLAS GOES DOWN AND BARRA HOOKS THE LEGS FOR THE COVER!
Referee: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Flannery McCoy: A kick out from Daniella Atlas! She rolls away from the ropes, certainly not expecting that! Barra remains quick on the attack, dragging her up. She wraps her arms around her waist, but Daniella meets her with a headbutt!
Jake Mercer: Barra releases the grip, holding her head in pain. Atlas slowly stumbles towards her, grabbing her in a front facelock. Barra claws at her back, trying to free herself, but to no avail.
Stew-O: Atlas drops back into a DDT– BARRA HOLDS ON! SHE HOISTS ATLAS UP, LIFTING HER FOR A NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX! BEAUTIFULLY EXECUTED … AND SHE BRIDGES IT TOO!
Referee: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: KICK OUT FROM ATLAS! She sits up, clearly in shock at the rookie’s prowess. Barra rises to her feet and hits off the ropes! ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! ATLAS GOES DOWN!
Stew-O: Mikhaila Barra is looking fantastic tonight! She rolls Atlas over, slowly dragging her up. She tries to lift her up, but Daniella floats over and holds onto the waist, throwing her with a desperation german suplex!
Flannery McCoy: She had to exert a lot of power to execute that one! It surely hurt Barra, but Atlas isn’t as quick to get up as she’d like. Barra stares at the ceiling, still holding the back of her head.
Jake Mercer: Atlas slowly rises up, falling to the ropes. She sees Barra struggling to get up and kicks her square in the ribs. Atlas holds Barra up and chops her! And then she chops her again! Atlas takes Barra by the wrist and throws her across the ring with a big irish whip!
Flannery McCoy: But this time, she has no time to bounce out as Daniella is already charging ahead with a yakuza kick! She leads Barra to the center of the ring and throws two palm strikes to stun her– backs up, and handstands into a NASTY SCORPION KICK!
Stew-O: That one puts Mikhaila Barra down! She falls against the bottom rope, her arms using the ropes to try and keep her up… But Atlas sees this AND SHE LEAPS INTO A VICIOUS STOMP TO THE CHEST! The referee runs over, warning her about the ropes!
Referee: (off-mic) No more of that, Daniella! She’s against the ropes, don’t make me start the count!
Jake Mercer: Daniella Atlas raises her hands up, feigning innocence to more boos from the crowd. She grabs Barra up by the hair and pulls her away from the ropes. Atlas rocks her with an european uppercut. Atlas smirks, knowing that she’s drained the energy out of the young upstart.
Stew-O: Barra tries to remain defiant though, swinging– but Atlas catches her arm with ease and rocks her with ANOTHER european uppercut! Atlas takes Barra by the head and pulls her to the center of the ring!
Jake Mercer: She lifts her vertically– KNEE TO THE TOP OF THE HEAD BY BARRA! ANOTHER ONE! ATLAS HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO RELEASE THE HOLD!
Flannery McCoy: Atlas is holding the top of her head, nursing it in pain, and Barra grabs onto her arms and waist! AND SHE SPINS INTO A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! WOW! THAT COULD BE IT RIGHT THERE! SHE GOES FOR THE COVER!
Referee: OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Stew-O: KICK OUT FROM DANIELLA ATLAS! DON’T COUNT HER OUT SO EASILY! Daniella rolls away, holding her head. Barra follows her up but Daniella rolls to the apron and launches her throat into the top rope with a hotshot!
Jake Mercer: Barra staggers, struggling to stay upright. Daniella begins to climb the top rope, but Barra hits the ropes! Daniella loses her balance and has to jump off the top rope to avoid being crouched on the turnbuckle!
Flannery McCoy: She turns back to Barra, trying to get back in advantage, but Barra kicks her in the gut! She takes her by the head and runs up the top rope! SPINNING INTO A TORNADO DDT!
Jake Mercer: She wants the pin but the impact sends Atlas rolling all the way to the corner! Atlas is laid out, hardly moving! Barra crawls forward, aware that it’s a lost cause.
Stew-O: She drags Atlas up, pulling her in a front facelock! She wants another DDT?! SHE TRIES AT THE ‘SNAKE BITE’– BUT ATLAS SPINS OUT AND SWATS HER ARMS DOWN! BARRA TRIES TO STOP HER BUT GETS CRACKED WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!
Jake Mercer: Atlas wastes no time! She jams her head into her thighs and hoists her up high! BUCKLE BOMB! BARRA BOUNCES OFF THE BUCKLES, HOLDING HER HEAD, AND ATLAS JAMS HER HEAD INTO HER THIGHS AND LIFTS HER AGAIN!
Flannery McCoy: SPINNING SIT-OUT POWERBOMB! DEADLY COMBINATION! ATLAS HAS BARRA PLANTED AND PINS HER SHOULDERS TO THE MAT! THE REFEREE SLIDES FOR THE COUNT!
Referee: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH–
Jake Mercer: A KICK OUT FROM MIKHAILA BARRA! AN EXTREMELY CLOSE CALL! ATLAS SLAPS THE MAT, QUESTIONING THE REFEREE AFTER THAT ONE! Barra stares up at the ceiling, and I don’t think she can even think straight after that one!
Flannery McCoy: Atlas yanks Barra up and drags her to the center. She grabs her in a front facelock and hoists her up, tossing her with a gourdbuster on the top rope! Barra holds her ribs, yelling out in agony!
Stew-O: Atlas hits off the ropes, leaping into ANOTHER BICYCLE KICK TO THE SIDE OF HER HEAD! Barra is draped across the ropes, hardly showing any signs of life! And I think Daniella is very pleased about what she’s just done here!
Jake Mercer: But she’s not finished! Atlas takes her by the head and lifts her vertically, placing her onto the top turnbuckle.. Atlas climbs the middle rope, clubbing the already groggy Barra. She takes her by the head and vertically lifts her…
Stew-O: AND SHE FLIES OFF THE TOP WITH BARRA, HITTING THE MAT WITH A NASTY SUPERPLEX! BOTH WOMEN ARE DOWN, AND ATLAS FLOATS OVER INTO A COVER!
Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Flannery McCoy: NO! A KICK OUT FROM MIKHAILA BARRA JUST IN TIME! Atlas sits up, looking at the referee in confusion! After that onslaught, I thought that was the end too!
Jake Mercer: Clearly not! Atlas rises to her feet and slowly drags Barra up, grabbing her in a wristclutch. She ripcords her out, looking for the ‘INAMORATA–’’ BARRA DUCKS UNDER! AND SHE GRABS THE HEAD!
Stew-O: WHERE IS THIS COMING FROM?! ‘SNAKE BITE!’ SHE GETS THE DDT THIS TIME! AND IT QUITE LITERALLY CAME OUT OF NOWHERE! ATLAS DIDN’T SEE IT COMING AND NEITHER DID WE!
Flannery McCoy: SHE JUST SPIKED HER HEAD INTO THE CANVAS! ATLAS IS NOT MOVING AT ALL! BARRA IS STILL FEELING THE EFFECTS FROM THE COMBINATION, BUT SHE ROLLS OVER AND BEGINS TO CRAWL!
Jake Mercer: IT’S TAKING HER AWHILE— BUT SHE STRAPS AN ARM OVER DANIELLA ATLAS’S CHEST! THIS COULD BE THE NIGHT’S BIGGEST UPSET!
Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Stew-O: DANIELLA ATLAS GETS A SHOULDER UP *JUST* IN TIME! That was an extremely close call! Atlas rolls out of the ring entirely, trying to recover.
Jake Mercer: I think Barra is a little lost in the moment! She’s looking at the referee, but you’ve gotta get out there and focus on winning this match!
Flannery McCoy: Barra rolls out and Atlas is resting near the steel steps. She approaches her and starts throwing hammerfists to the back of the head. Atlas covers up to the best of her ability, and Barra is going off!
Jake Mercer: BUT ATLAS GRABS ONTO BARRA AND PULLS HER INTO THE STEEL STEPS! SHE USED IT TO HER ADVANTAGE! BARRA COMPLETELY CAUGHT OFF GUARD– I DON’T THINK SHE EXPECTED THAT FROM ATLAS!
Stew-O: However WE are no stranger to her killer instinct! Barra leans against the steps, struggling to recuperate. Atlas staggers up to her feet and points at Barra–
Jake Mercer: AND SHE LEAPS INTO A HUGE BOOT, SMASHING HER HEAD INTO THE STEEL STEPS! MY GOODNESS! BARRA FALLS TO THE FLOOR, OUT OF IT! ATLAS DRAGS HER UP AND THROWS HER IN!
Flannery McCoy: She slides in behind her, dragging her up! She jams Barra’s head into her thighs and hoists her up in crucifix position… AND SHE TOSSES HER INTO THE NIAGARA DRIVER!
Jake Mercer: PLANTED IN THE CANVAS! AND TYPICALLY THIS IS FOLLOWED BY A PINFALL, BUT ATLAS GRABS HER BY THE ANKLE AND ROLLS HER TO HER FEET!
Stew-O: ATLAS GRABS BARRA IN A PUMPHANDLE, WALKING AROUND THE RING WITH HER– HOISTING HER UP HIGH FOR THE ‘SOUTH OF HEAVEN!’ PLANTED RIGHT ON THE BACK OF HER HEAD!
Flannery McCoy: Barra is not moving after that one, at all! Atlas looks down at her with a maniacal grin and rolls her onto her back, hooking the legs for the cover.
Referee: OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Referee: TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner of this match, DANIELLA! ATLAS!
(Daniella Atlas rises off of Mikhaila Barra, rubbing the back of her head. Barra is down and out and she looks down at her, nursing her wounds from a tougher challenge than she expected. The referee raises Daniella’s arm up and she backs away, stepping out of the ring as the ref tends to Barra.)
Jake Mercer: Yet another victory for Daniella Atlas as she continues to show what she is capable of here on Friday Night Dynasty! Mikhaila Barra certainly had a great first performance here on Dynasty, but it was the more experienced Atlas knowing to use what it takes to win!
Stew-O: You can’t take anything away from Barra tonight at all. She may have a bright future here on Dynasty, but Daniella Atlas has no problem doing as much damage as possible if it means a win.
Flannery McCoy: She certainly sent a statement with this win for sure. Barra had a close chance of winning, and Atlas recognized that and hit second gear, making sure this match was completely out of reach.
(Dynasty comes back on air, as it showcases Michael Belfort. Belfort is standing there with a microphone at hand..)
Michael Belfort: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time; the man who competed for the World Heavyweight Championship at Reckless Wiring… Drake Armstrong!
(Drake Armstrong emerged on the screen as he had facial bandages on. It was hard to really recognize him in a way; but you could easily tell other than his face.)
Drake Armstrong: I want you to repeat that again, what did you say, Michael…?
(Michaek raised an eyebrow, as he spoke again..)
Michael Belfort: I said the man that competed for the World Heavyweight Championship at Reckless Wiring.
Drake Armstrong: There it is.
(Drake raised a finger, as he silenced and told Belfort to shush for the moment.)
Drake Armstrong: There it is. You couldn’t have thought of a better and more partial piece? Why not, the man who absolutely left hoodwinked at the deception of an exploding boomerang at Reckless Wiring! Do you play me for a fool, because it feels like I am being played for as one. I am not another one of those imbeciles that can’t tell right from wrong! I know when I was done injustice. And at Reckless Wiring. I was this close to having World Championship gold on my shoulder, in my first ever World Championship match. Tell me Michael, do you see championship gold as nothing more than a materialistic object? Objects that other peasants will throw their entire careers away for! I have seen that exact thing be the downfall of man. They are so obsessed with something that has more wordplay than genuine honor.
Michael Belfort: Well, when you put it like that, I guess you can view it from your perspective.
Drake Armstrong: When did I ever say that it was coming from my perspective, Michael? Were you listening to me at all just now? Or is this a complete and total joke for you..?
(Michael Belfort realized there was no way of winning here. He made a crucial mistake, and he looked on awkwardly..)
Michael Belfort: Well.. the way you described it sounded as if you were coming from a different place. My apologies if I read the room wrong here..
Drake Armstrong: You didn’t just read the room wrong. You showed that you are entirely deaf.
Michael Belfort: Well, I do-
Drake Armstrong: It is a measuring stick of ambiguity. I know where I am at in reality, using that materialistic object as the marker. Is it an ideology that was invented by someone insecure by his own morality? Yes. But have we normalized it, of course we have! And look, I was robbed. I was robbed with every fiber of my being! I am a very fortunate man, but my common sense felt like it was flipped upside down on its head at Reckless Wiring. I never in my whole entire life felt more like an idiot. But again — It isn’t my fault! Myles had to dig deep into his bag of tricks, and find himself fishing in the furthest back part of hell, in order to defeat me. Which is exactly why, and I want you to note this as well…… this doesn’t get to end on his terms.
(Drake Armstrong now got up into the camera, all the facial bandaging bestowed prominently.)
Drake Armstrong: I want you to look at me in all my hideous glory currently. I may look like the physical manifestation of your career a few years back. But I will remember that boomerang, and I won’t only remember, but I will become.. that boomerang. In poetic irony, you threw me away at the end of our match — Yet I am going to come back around and smite you. I made it to the mountain top, getting my first quench of the illustrious feeling. But I didn’t choke on that feeling like others. I swam, and the only reason I am not standing on top is because of proximities that are beyond my furthest ideas! I made it to the mountaintop, again. I main evented a marquee Dynasty event. I main evented the first one of the entire season! Let that be the accustomed precedent that will behold itself for the entirety of the season. The tone is set, and the entire tidal shift will make its way onto EAW resources. I got a taste, but that taste didn’t satisfy my hunger. I will not quench my thirst until that gold rests assured in my hands. Get the expression on my face now, so it burns in your memory later.
(All the visible injuries were present on Drake Armstrong cosmetically, as he looked at the camera…)
Drake Armstrong: Do you see this? Keep it close and in the front of your cranium.
(Drake looked at the camera, his expression ever so serious. A bit of a different nature from Drake Armstrong, but his passion in becoming World Champion was showing intently.)
Drake Armstrong: It will be soon. It won’t be that long at all, probably not even before the year ends. I have to go back and find the crucial mistakes that I made, but I do know that there weren’t that many. I was saved by a last hope and strung out prayer from Myles. Lightning won’t strike in the same place again. I can promise and assure you that. And when the clock sets, the duality of man will be put on showcase. And I will be back in the World Championship picture. I don’t care whom I have to run through, and I also don’t care who I have to go after. The idea is just that, I will run through anyone to capture my penultimate goal. The idea is simple… The Future will be brought into EAW, and not a single breath is going to deny me of this.
(With that stated, Drake Armstrong turned his head and walked off, as Dynasty went elsewhere. A huge message and memo sent from The Future.)
(Back at ringside, Stephie Love is in the ring, ready to call the next match.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Stephie Love: AND IT IS TO DETERMINE THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE EAW NEW BREED CHAMPIONSHIP!
(“Revolution” by Kirk Franklin began blaring through the speakers as Damien Kutcher marched out onto the stage, not looking at the crowd or the cameras but rather looking up towards the ceiling with his hands adjoined. He spoke a silent prayer to himself before shouting ‘AMEN’ as he began storming down the ramp towards the squared circle.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Memphis, Tennessee, weighing in at 240 pounds… HE IS THE REBORN SON, DAAMIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN! KUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTCHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!
Stew-O: This is sure to be one hell of a bout! Damien Kutcher has had a severe attitude shift as of the beginning of the season, and all it takes is one look in his eyes to see that he believes everything he’s saying with every fiber of his being! Will it be enough to seize an important victory tonight and punch his ticket to a New Breed Championship match against BRAE?
Flannery McCoy: Damien already had one New Breed Championship opportunity in the past against Michael Machina, but that was the old Damien; it’s very possible that the man we see before us today will have what it takes with the power of the lord almighty on his side to get the first title of his Elite Answers Wrestling career!
Jake Mercer: Talking about whether or not he’ll be able to beat BRAE is a different matter, because tonight he’s going to have to face Chiyo Gedo, a fellow up and coming rising star in the New Breed division! They already clashed once in a multi-man match where neither of them got the win, so it’s a real toss-up as to who will come out on top tonight!
(“Red Criminal” by Oral Cigarettes began blaring through the speakers to a mixed reaction as Chiyo Gedo came out from behind the shadows as he glared towards the ring. He pointed down to his opponent before sauntering down the ramp into the squared circle.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT! Hailing from Osaka, Japan, weighing in at 220 pounds… HE IS THE FACELESS TERMINATOR, CHIYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! GEEEEEEEEEEEEDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Stew-O: Just as determined as Damien is Chiyo Gedo, who has had a fire lit underneath him ever since he went through Pain for Pride Kingdom with no match, not even being able to participate in the 24/7 Battle Royale!
Flannery McCoy: Some would have taken that as a sign that their career is over, but it only fueled the flames of passion that burn inside Chiyo, and instead of giving up, he redoubled his efforts! Now he finds himself with the opportunity to go for his first ever championship opportunity in EAW, and all he has to do is get past the man standing across from him in the ring tonight!
Stew-O: Which one of these two will come out on top?! There’s only one way to find out!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And the match is underway! Both men are looking incredibly focused as they step out of their corners and begin circling the ring, looking to see who’s going to risk the first move, AND IT TURNS OUT TO BE CHIYO GEDO as he lunges forward and attempts to take Damien Kutcher’s head off with a tremendous lariat right off the bat!
Flannery McCoy: But Damien Kutcher was narrowly able to avoid the blow as he ducked underneath to evade it! He managed to slip behind Chiyo Gedo and suddenly sprung off the ground as he wrapped both of his legs around the midsection of Chiyo Gedo in the form of a bodyscissors hold before using that impressive leg strength to forcefully take Chiyo down to the canvas!
Jake Mercer: This is where a man like Damien Kutcher is comfortable, the reins of the match thoroughly in his hand and his God smiling down upon him! He spreads his arms as he feels the grace before he begins mercilessly stomping out Chiyo Gedo as though he’s trying to straight up flatten him into the canvas! God may have mercy, but Damien sure doesn’t!
Stew-O: Chiyo Gedo suddenly rolls out of the way, causing two of Damien’s stomps to miss before Damien starts making his way back towards his opponent; Chiyo makes it to the ropes which he grabs and uses as leverage to quickly get to his feet! Before Damien can do anything further, Chiyo quickly sticks his head through the ropes, causing the referee to get between them.
Flannery McCoy: Damien Kutcher steps back with his arms raised up, but Chiyo is just as merciless as Damien is; he immediately lurches out from between the ropes and hits Damien Kutcher in the midsection with a stiff side kick, causing the Reborn Son to double over in pain as a result! Chiyo Gedo may have his code of honor and he never cheats, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t as cunning as an assassin, using every means within the rules possible to get the win!
Jake Mercer: And with that having been said, Chiyo follows up the side kick to the gut with a tremendous knee lift to the bent over Damien Kutcher, forcing him to pop back up and clutch his face in pain! Chiyo wrenches the Reborn Son’s hand away from his face before using it to Irish Whip him into the corner! Damien stands with his back against the turnbuckles as Chiyo rushes in and hits him with a high knee to the head to daze him!
Stew-O: With Damien Kutcher thoroughly dazed, Chiyo Gedo begins lighting him up with a flurry of varied strikes! I have to admit, I respect Chiyo’s strategy here; mixing up his strikes every time he goes for one and changing up what part of the body he’s aiming for, it becomes almost impossible to effectively guard against it! Chops, jabs, hooks, kicks, elbow smashes, he’s going the whole nine yards!
Flannery McCoy: He quickly stops himself before he gets gassed out by the intense offense, and instead grabs Damien by the wrist and once again sends him running across the length of the ring to the other corner! Chiyo Gedo breaks out into a sprint himself as he looks to redo what just occurred, aiming for Damien Kutcher’s head with a running high knee– BUT NO, Damien Kutcher had it scouted, he was able to duck out of the way and caused Chiyo Gedo to crash knee-first into the top turnbuckle!
Jake Mercer: That had to hurt, and now Chiyo Gedo is the one who’s been forced into the corner! Damien cracks his neck, before rushing forward himself and, from the middle of the ring, LEAPING through the air before crashing against the cornered Faceless Terminator with a stinger slash! 240 pounds of sheer muscle landing on you with force like that? I’d tap out right there!
Stew-O: Damien Kutcher isn’t finished yet, though, as he begins lighting up the chest of Chiyo Gedo with a flurry of backhand knife-edge chops to the chest, looking to redden up his opponent with some blisters courtesy of the Reborn Son! Chiyo looks to grab the wrist of Damien to stop the onslaught, but Damien was able to avoid getting caught, abruptly switching from using those backhand chops to alternating clotheslines and back elbows!
Flannery McCoy: He’s knocking Chiyo Gedo silly here as the head of the faceless terminator keeps getting smashed left and right with those brutal strikes! Chiyo’s in a bad position here, and Damien looks to put an exclamation mark on the attack as he scoops Chiyo out of the cornered position and marches to the middle of the ring whilst carrying him!
Jake Mercer: He hoists Chiyo up in that scooped position before SLAMMING him down into the middle of the ring! Damien looks around at the audience before shaking his head and pointing up to the heavens above! That’s what it’s all about for the Reborn Son; he runs and hits the ropes before making it back to the fallen body of Chiyo Gedo and leaping up into the air!
Stew-O: He comes back down with a jumping elbow– BUT CHIYO WAS ABLE TO ROLL OUT OF DODGE! The jumping elbow drop finds nothing soft to land on, instead crashing down onto the canvas, and that’s GOT to hurt! Damien is left clutching his elbow as Chiyo Gedo quickly scrambles to his feet, stumbling a bit with his head in his hands as he’s still dealing with the brunt of Damien Kutcher’s offense from earlier in the match!
Flannery McCoy: But nevertheless, Chiyo Gedo rises, and he has an intense look on his face as he glares down at Damien Kutcher before grabbing him by the head and forcing him back up to his feet! BAM, an elbow smash to the jaw knocks Damien Kutcher back and forces him to turn his back to Chiyo; the faceless terminator is ready and willing to capitalize as he reaches forward and applies a chicken wing hold to one of Damien’s arms! Damien tries to struggle against it, but Chiyo gets the other arm hooked as well! A double chicken wing hold is applied–
Jake Mercer: AND CHIYO LIFTS HIM OVERHEAD, CRASHING HIM BACK DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS WITH A THUNDEROUS TIGER SUPLEX! HE BRIDGES IT, KEEPING DAMIEN’S SHOULDERS DOWN FOR THE THREE COUNT! IS THIS THE NEW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER?!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Stew-O: BUT DAMIEN KUTCHER IS ABLE TO KICK OUT BEFORE THE THREE COUNT! Chiyo’s eye twitches with frustration, but he nevertheless keeps his focus locked in on his opponent as Damien Kutcher clutches the back of his neck in pain from the tiger suplex. Chiyo narrows his eyes at that before lurching forward and applying an inverted face lock! Damien grabs at the arm of Chiyo as he tries to get himself free, but Chiyo only exacerbates it by wrapping his other arm around the back of Damien’s neck and wrenching it! He’s applied a dragon sleeper!
Flannery McCoy: The oxygen supply has been cut off for Damien’s head, and he’s begun flailing even harder as his chances of contending for the New Breed Championship begin slipping further and further away! Will he be able to get out of the hold?! His eyes are starting to narrow as the damage keeps building up, this might truly be it for him! The referee starts looking worried, and he’s about to go check on his hand– WAIT, Damien’s right hand just thrusted up into the air and hooked around to punch Chiyo Gedo in the side of the head!
Jake Mercer: It looks like Damien’s still in this! Another punch! And yet another punch! He’s doing everything he can to force Chiyo to loosen his grip, and with all these heavy-handed strikes crashing against his head, Chiyo has no choice but to do as Damien wants! The grip loosens, and that’s just what Damien needed as he twists and contorts his body to reverse the hold, completely flipping it so that Damien has CHIYO in the inverted face lock! He grins as he plants his other hand against the back of the faceless terminator before lifting him up… INVERTED SUPLEX CONNECTS, and Chiyo is sent crashing to the canvas!
Stew-O: Damien was able to get out of trouble and switch the momentum back to his favor, but he’s looking upset that he even got that close to a defeat! He reaches down and grabs Chiyo by the hair before dragging him over to the edge of the ring, positioning his head so that it’s peeking out from beneath the bottom rope and laying on the apron! Damien quickly rolls out to ringside and takes aim before he starts running around the ring– what’s he doing here?!
Flannery McCoy: He makes his way back to the side of the ring where Chiyo’s head is before JUMPING AND SLIDING ON THE APRON, HE JUST DID A RUNNING DROPKICK TO THE SIDE OF CHIYO’S HEAD! THAT’S DAMIEN’S SIGNATURE DRIVE BY KICK, WHICH HE’S DEDICATED TO THE LORD BY CALLING IT ‘AMEN’!
Jake Mercer: That maneuver may have been enough to knock Chiyo Gedo out cold! But it seems that Damien Kutcher isn’t looking to get the pinfall off of it; he slides back into the ring and drags Chiyo away from the ropes, but his eyes flick up to the top ropes and it seems like he isn’t done punishing Chiyo Gedo just yet! He leaves Chiyo lying there as he steps out onto the apron and begins climbing up the ropes towards the top turnbuckle!
Stew-O: Could you imagine how disastrous this could be for Chiyo?! 240 pounds crashing down on him from that height?! Damien Kutcher makes it to the top ropes and slowly rises up to his feet as he towers over Chiyo, who hasn’t moved an inch on his own since he was hit with the AMEN, and he aims down at him! He reaches his arms into the air and then JUMPS UP INTO THE AIR, SPRINGING OFF THE TOP ROPE FOR EXTRA ALTITUDE! THIS IS GOD’S LIGHT, THE FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH, AND HE COMES CRASHING DOWN AGAINST CHIYO GEDO–
Flannery McCoy: NOOOO, CHIYO ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY, AND THAT EFFECTIVELY TURNED GOD’S LIGHT AGAINST DAMIEN WHO CAME CRASHING DOWN WITH NOTHING TO CUSHION THE FALL! A SCREAM JUST CAME OUT OF DAMIEN’S MOUTH AS HE CLUTCHES AT HIS RIBS WHICH JUST LANDED ON THE CANVAS, AND CHIYO HAS A SLY GRIN ON HIS FACE; HE WAS PLAYING POSSUM!
Jake Mercer: Chiyo Gedo, ever the assassin, picked the right moment to strike and he just found it! He rushes forward to where Damien is on his knees still holding his midsection in agony, before he wrenches both of Damien’s arms away from his abdomen and locks them near his head in the form of a full nelson hold! He uses the full nelson as a tool to force Damien up to his feet before wrenching the full nelson back and forth for added strain!
Stew-O: You just know the pain has got to be coursing from head to toe for Damien after what happened, so being wrenched around in a full nelson like this can’t be good– AND CHIYO GEDO DOESN’T LET IT STAY AT THAT, HE JUST ABRUPTLY LAUNCHED DAMIEN BACK WITH A SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX, LEAVING DAMIEN LAID OUT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! CHIYO SPRINGS TO HIS FEET AND RUSHES TO THE ROPES– WHAT’S HE PLANNING?!
Flannery McCoy: I guess he’s about to run back- OR NOT, HE JUST JUMPED ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE AND SPRUNG OFF OF IT! HE BACKFLIPS THROUGH THE AIR WITH THE GRACE OF A GAZELLE AND LANDS ON DAMIEN KUTCHER WITH A LIONSAULT! HE HOOKS THE LEG, THIS HAS TO BE IT!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
Jake Mercer: NOOO! AT THE LAST MOMENT, DAMIEN KUTCHER KICKED OUT! CHIYO CAN’T BELIEVE IT! He looks around, thinking it was surely a three-count, but the referee’s decision is final and Damien did make it in time! Chiyo scowls, visibly frustrated by Damien’s resilience, as he staggers back to his feet; he must be feeling the burden of the match too after the damage he’s taken!
Stew-O: Chiyo measures Damien up, looking to put the Reborn Son down as efficiently as he can without taking too much more damage; Damien Kutcher slowly manages to stagger back to his feet, only for Chiyo Gedo to lunge forward and go for a big boot that Damien backsteps to avoid– WAIT, THE BIG BOOT WAS A RUSE, CHIYO KEPT GOING AS HE SPUN AROUND AND SWUNG A BACK ELBOW AGAINST THE HEAD OF DAMIEN KUTCHER! HEAT SEEKER CONNECTS!
Flannery McCoy: Damien was close enough to the ropes where the Heat Seeker knocks him against it, and he’s left leaning on the ropes barely able to stay on his feet; Chiyo Gedo has him right where he wants him as he pulls Damien away from the ropes and applies a three quarters face lock before jumping into the air! HE’S GOING FOR THE SWIFT ENDING– BUT NO, DAMIEN KUTCHER SHOVED CHIYO OFF OF HIM IN MID-AIR, SENDING CHIYO BACK TO THE CANVAS AND STUMBLING FORWARD!
Jake Mercer: DAMIEN KUTCHER SEES CHIYO GEDO THROWN OFF BY THE SUDDEN REVERSAL AND HE HAS TO TAKE ADVANTAGE RIGHT NOW! DAMIEN LOOKS AT THE ROPES AND JUMPS ONTO THEM, FIRST THE MIDDLE ROPE AND THEN THE TOP ROPE, HE SPRINGS OFF AND LAUNCHES HIMSELF TOWARDS CHIYO GEDO LIKE A MISSILE!
Stew-O: HE’S GOING FOR THE ELOHIM, THE FLYING SUPERKICK AS HE LOOKS TO KNOCK CHIYO GEDO’S LIGHTS OUT FOR GOOD! DOES HE HAVE IT– NO, CHIYO GEDO DUCKED OUT OF THE WAY IN THE NICK OF TIME, CAUSING DAMIEN TO LAND AWKWARDLY!
Flannery McCoy: DAMIEN TRIES TO REGATHER HIS BALANCE AS HE TURNS AROUND TO WHERE CHIYO WOULD BE, BUT CHIYO IS FRONT ROLLING ON THE GROUND! HE POPS RIGHT UP TO WHERE DAMIEN IS AND BEFORE DAMIEN CAN REACT, HE JUMPS UP INTO THE AIR AND–
Jake Mercer: UNEXPECTED WHIPLASH! HE HITS HIM WITH THE CUTTER, SLAMMING HIM FACE-FIRST INTO THE CANVAS OUT OF NOWHERE! THAT HAS TO BE IT! CHIYO HOOKS BOTH LEGS AS TIGHTLY AS HE CAN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! THE REFEREE BEGINS COUNTING!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(“Red Criminal” by Oral Cigarettes begins playing once again to a mixed, but loud, reaction as Chiyo Gedo lays on the canvas with a smile on his face. The referee helps him to his feet as he gets his hand raised in triumph!)
Stephie Love: HEEEEEEEEEERE IS YOUR WINNER, AND THE NUMBER ONE CONTEDER FOR THE EAW NEW BREED CHAMPIONSHIP! CHIYOOOOOOOOOOOOO! GEEEEEEEEEEEDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Stew-O: What a hard-fought match for Chiyo Gedo, who has quickly turned things around for himself since Pain for Pride Kingdom! Not long ago he was left off the 24/7 Battle Royale, but tonight just over a month after the grand event, Chiyo Gedo has punched his ticket to a championship match even without the 24/7 Battle Royale!
Flannery McCoy: Is this a sign of things to come for BRAE, with Chiyo Gedo’s hand being raised by the referee?! It’s hard to say, BRAE can’t be underestimated with the power and intensity he’s shown, but it’s sure to be one hell of a fight!
Jake Mercer: Credit where credit is due for Damien Kutcher who gave a tremendous performance and truly pushed Chiyo Gedo to his limits, but at the end of the day, it was just barely not enough as Chiyo Gedo was able to avoid the Elohim and unleash the Unexpected Whiplash for the win! We’ll have to see whether Chiyo can follow through and get himself the gold!
(The video feed of the match slowly fades to black as Chiyo continues celebrating his victory and Damien Kutcher returns to consciousness with a disappointed look on his face.)
(A commercial plays for the NFL.)
(“Sinister Purpose” by Creedence Clearwater Revival hit as none other than Kirk Redwood made his way out. You could read the expression on his face, but he wasted zero time heading to the ring.)
Stew-O: Things were not ideal for Kirk Redwood at Reckless Wiring. He was facing a Hall Of Famer in Chris Elite, but circumstances just didn’t go in his favor. Falling victim to defeat, Kirk Redwood has to make one heck of a follow up, in order to get the ball rolling in his favor again.
Flannery McCoy: I think if you look on the bright side of things – Kirk Redwood was there till the very end. He gave an EAW great the best fight he possibly could, and he lost. That is true, but he can rest assured knowing that he didn’t go down until the very end.
Jake Mercer: That is the truth. Kirk Redwood fought and it was a case of things just not playing out in his favor.. Kirk can rest on that idea though, he almost defeated Chris Elite in that Texas Bullrope match. But he made it clear; he wants to face Hans Grayson. But do we think he’s further away from that now?
(Kirk Redwood entered the ring, his theme song dying down… he paced around the ring a little bit, as he spoke.)
Kirk Redwood: I failed at my mission in defeating Chris Elite. And that is a damn shame, and the time is going to come for me to reprimand that mistake in the future. But where it stands right now, I am focused on a statement I made a few weeks ago. I said I was in the hunt to become Interwire Champion. I stated that was the title I wanted next.. and well, that is where I am headed. I got kicked down at Reckless Wiring, but now it’s time for me to lift myself back up. I realize the mistakes that have been made, and the error of my ways. I know that I can rebound quick enough however. Hans Grayson had a lot on his plate these last couple of weeks… but now, that is all cleared up. I want you to come out here Hans Grayson. You knew you were the target next, so I wanna name a place and time.
(Kirk Redwood waited around the ring. He paced back and forth, as he was patient. But you could tell he would rather see Hans now before later..)
Kirk Redwood: Look, I can promise that I won’t do anything stupid when you come out here. I have a lot to lose if I do that. I just am here to challenge you to a match—
(“Invincible” by Pop Smoke hit the speakers. To the surprise of Kirk Redwood, it wasn’t the Interwire Champion and the man he wanted.. It was Chris Elite! Chris Elite made his way out and down the ramp..)
Stew-O: And speaking of Chris Elite, the same man who defeated Kirk Redwood at Reckless Wiring! I think he may be the last person that Kirk wanted to see out here!
Flannery McCoy: The expression on the face of Kirk Redwood went from zero to a hundred real fast! Chris Elite makes his way out and down the ramp.
Jake Mercer: Kirk Redwood definitely was not anticipating this. But if he could potentially get his win back from this? This may be the route to take!
(Chris Elite enters the ring now. His theme song dying down, and as it stops… he stares there at Kirk Redwood.)
Kirk Redwood: Chris Elite, good seeing you. But you are here to talk about our match, huh? You did beat me last week. You managed to pull that off, certainly.
Chris Elite: Yeah, and whilst it was a tough match. I showed that I can still hang in this era of EAW. But look, I didn’t come out here to entirely rub that loss in..
Kirk Redwood: You didn’t, huh? What are you here for?
Chris Elite: That was a partial lie. You were talking about the Interwire Championship and so on, so forth. But the thing about the Interwire Championship and you challenging for it is…. I beat you. Wouldn’t my case be better for it than you?
Kirk Redwood: Yeah. Maybe you aren’t wrong. But where I come from, things are a lot different. I called first dibs on the title match weeks ago, whilst you were still at home sitting on your couch.
(Kirk Redwood tried to take a deep cut at Chris Elite. Chris Elite nodded his head, alright..)
Chris Elite: You were not wrong about that. While you were proclaiming to be the next challenger to that title, I was sitting on the couch. At the house. So…. how does it feel knowing you got beat by a dude who was laying on his couch a month ago?
Kirk Redwood: I never claimed to be perfect. I just claimed to be first in line at Hans Grayson. By virtue, that just means I got next. If you wait patiently, maybe you’ll get what you want. But I genuinely don’t care when the match is going to happen. Hans could come out right now, and we could have that match. Perfect for me. I got beaten by a guy who was sitting on the couch a month ago, and whatever else you wanna say. I won’t make that same mistake again. Now that you see me standing here, you can get behind me. I won’t be bulging out of the way.
Chris Elite: Seems like it ain’t too hard to knock you out of line, Kirk.
(The situation started getting tense. Kirk Redwood felt blatant disrespect.. and it looked as if a fight was about to break out!)
Stew-O: Things getting intense between Chris Elite and Kirk Redwood! Are we about to see a brawl erupt???
???: Hold on… hold on..
(The two would divert their attention towards the ramp, as the Interwire Champion Hans Grayson made his way out! Hans had his title around his waist as he quickly scurried to the ring!)
Flannery McCoy: HANS GRAYSON IS HERE! And he stopped the brawl before it could even begin! What plan is the Interwire Champion going to go with here?
Jake Mercer: Who would Hans Grayson personally rather face between the two? Don’t know how much of an easy option there is — but let’s be honest. One is a Hall Of Famer, and one is looking for his first singles gold in EAW. There’s various different routes you can go here!
(Hans made his way to the ring, as he looked at the two of them..)
Hans Grayson: I am not even going to beat around the bush. This Interwire Championship is a topic of conversation, and clearly a target of interest so…. I’ll face the both of you if it means that you guys will shut the hell up already! How does that sound? Good?
(Kirk and Chris Elite looked at him.. Kirk would speak up first.)
Kirk Redwood: If that means I am killing 2 birds with one stone.. I have no problem with that then. Become champion and get my victory back over Chris Elite.
Chris Elite: Actually. The more I think about it, the more I am smart about it — you can have the match Kirk.
Kirk Redwood: …What? You’re switching up now that you gotta face me..?
Chris Elite: No. I know that I can beat Hans. I already beat you. I’ll let y’all have this cute little match. Have all the fun that you could possibly want. Because right after? I’ll have the next dibs. You did already call your shot Kirk, so yeah.
Kirk Redwood: Well alright then… suit yourself.
Chris Elite: Don’t get too comfortable though, after that… no matter what the result is… You will be dropping the titles to me.
(Chris Elite looked over at Hans Grayson, who also agreed.)
Hans Grayson: We’ll see about that, Chris. But for now… it’s between me and you Kirk Redwood..
(Hans looked at Kirk, as he slowly hopped off the apron..)
Kirk Redwood: (Off Mic) Don’t bring any excuses..
Hans Grayson: (Off Mic) I won’t.
(Hans slowly backed up the ramp, as the shot between those 2 was held, as Chris Elite watched on!)
Stew-O: So Chris Elite is giving Kirk Redwood and Hans Grayson the opportunity to have their one on one match!
Flannery McCoy: But he is making it glaringly apparent, whoever wins that match, they have a date with him right around the corner!
Jake Mercer: An interesting development, but one thing that I know for sure; the Interwire Championship is in a really interesting place under Hans Grayson!
(Dynasty would fade elsewhere from there, with huge developments being configured!)
(A commercial plays for Territorial Invasion.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Ready Aim Fire’ by Blue Stahli began playing as Mattias Burke jogged onto the stage with a smile on his face. He pointed around to the crowd before running down and sliding into the ring.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Liverpool, England, weighing in at 185 pounds… he is THE EXILE, MATTIAAAAAAAAS! BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURKE!
Stew-O: Mattias hasn’t had the easiest month after facing some heavy losses, but now we’ll see if he has what it takes to turn things around for himself and prove himself against the power of his opponent!
(‘Sinister Purpose’ by Creedence Clearwater Revival began playing through the speakers to loud mixed reactions as Kirk Redwood stormed out onto the stage with gritted teeth. He gives himself a few slaps to the face before marching down the ramp, performing a reloading gesture with both his arms as he pointed in the ring towards Mattias.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT! Hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 210 pounds… HE IS THE DOG OF WAR, KIIIIIIIIIRK! REEEEEEEEEEEDWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!
Stew-O: The Dog of War is looking ravenous tonight! After falling short with Chris Elite at Reckless Wiring, Kirk Redwood has decided he won’t just turn over and let the momentum he got from Pain for Pride Kingdom go to waste; I mean, who’s going to tell him no? He’s angling for Hans Grayson, the Interwire Champion, and Hans Grayson would be making a big mistake if he underestimated just how hungry Kirk is right now!
Flannery McCoy: You can just take a look in his eyes as he storms down the ramp and you can tell he’s here to make a STATEMENT for the Interwire Champion to see! This is the man that beat Scott Diamond and Terry Chambers, neither of whom has been seen since! If I were Mattias Burke, I’d be on guard, because Kirk is looking EXTRA violent tonight!
Jake Mercer: Just what are we about to witness from these two men?
Stew-O: There’s only one way to find out!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And the match is underway! Mattias Burke steps out of his corner with a relaxed expression as he slowly makes his way to Kirk– BUT HE DIDN’T NEED TO, KIRK EXPLODES OUT OF HIS CORNER AND SPRINTS HIS WAY INTO PERFORMING A RUNNING KNEE SMASH TO THE FACE OF MATTIAS BURKE!
Flannery McCoy: That running knee smash is enough to send Mattias Burke stumbling back into the corner he just got out of, and Kirk Redwood rushes forward, not allowing him even a moment of respite before he begins lighting Mattias Burke up with a nonstop barrage of punches! Jabs, hooks, uppercuts, he’s treating Mattias Burke like a glorified punching bag!
Jake Mercer: And now he’s doing the same to his chest, employing knife-edge chops over and over and over again as Mattias’ chest goes from pale to pink to blood-red; I’m starting to see blisters coming up! How is Kirk not getting gassed out by the sheer force being exerted?! I think he’s launched 20 chops now, and Mattias isn’t able to do anything to stop him!
Stew-O: AND A HEADBUTT FROM KIRK TO MATTIAS TO KNOCK HIM ABSOLUTELY SILLY!
Kirk Redwood: COME ON! THIS IS IT?! SHOW ME SOME FIRE!
Stew-O: Kirk Redwood talking trash while slapping the spit out of Mattias’ mouth! Those slaps sound like gunshots, the way they’re reverberating in the arena! And with the top ropes gripped, he’s just begun stomping a mudhole into Mattias Burke, flattening him down to a seated position against the bottom turnbuckle, but that hasn’t stopped Kirk from stomping even more as he continues making his statement!
Flannery McCoy: This is starting to look like a crime scene! Kirk grabs Mattias by the hair and yanks him back up to a standing position before using an elbow smash to forcefully turn Mattias around; he hooks Mattias by the waist and launches him overhead with a German suplex! He doesn’t release it, though, he keeps that waist lock hooked as he forces him back to his feet and switches to a double chicken wing hold before launching him AGAIN, this time with a tiger suplex!
Jake Mercer: And he brings him back to his feet one more time as he hooked in a full nelson and goes for one more suplex, a DRAGON suplex! Mattias is left squirming on the canvas as Kirk is just adding violence for violence’s sake, picking the Exile apart with standing knee drops! One to the fingers, one to the back, and then one just to the back of the head!
Stew-O: Kirk drags Mattias by the wrist to Kirk’s own corner from the start of the match and forcefully drags him up to the top turnbuckle! What’s he got planned here?! Mattias is facing away from the ring, so it can’t be a superplex!
Flannery McCoy: He hooks the waist again… don’t tell me he’s thinking about– HE IS! A SUPER GERMAN SUPLEX, STRAIGHT OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE, AND MATTIAS COMES CRASHING DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS LIKE A BOMB DROPPED OUT OF AN AIRPLANE!
Jake Mercer: Mattias isn’t moving, I think he might be out entirely! Kirk Redwood pops back to his feet, still having yet to take a single blow in this glorified massacre, and he points to the hard cam as he does so! I think he’s letting Hans Grayson know that he should watch carefully, and hell, I’ve got to agree, I’m scared watching him right now myself!
Stew-O: He grabs the back of Mattias’ head and pulls him into a kneeling position, though I’m unsure if Mattias is even staying in that position of his own free will at this point; Kirk takes aim and sprints towards the ropes before rebounding and running back towards Mattias with added velocity! He makes it to him and– THERE HE GOES, A RUNNING KNEE SMASH TO THE BACK OF MATTIAS’ HEAD AS HE KNEELS! KIRK REDWOOD CALLS THAT THE BLITZKRIEG BOP; I have to say, blitzkrieg is probably the best term for what this match has been so far!
Flannery McCoy: I think Kirk is done playing as he signals for the end! He measures Mattias up, waiting for him to get to his feet, but Mattias is barely able to get to a knee before Kirk Redwood just pulls him back up to a standing position himself! Kirk goes towards the ropes and steps out onto the apron; he takes aim at Mattias who’s barely on his feet in the ring and holding his head as he tries to remember where he is… KIRK GRABS THE TOP ROPE AND LEAPS ON TOP! THE DOG OF WAR SPRINGBOARDS UP AND FLIES THROUGH THE AIR TOWARDS MATTIAS BURKE!
Jake Mercer: .50 CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL! THE SPRINGBOARD SUPERMAN PUNCH CONNECTS RIGHT AGAINST THE HEAD OF MATTIAS BURKE! MATTIAS BURKE FALLS LIKE A BAG OF POTATOES AND HE’S BUSTED OPEN FROM THE SHEER FORCE OF THE BLOW! KIRK PRESSES HIM DOWN!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(‘Sinister Purpose’ by Creedence Clearwater Revival began playing once again as Kirk smeared some of Burke’s blood on his own face before rising up and raising both of his arms in triumph.)
Stew-O: WHAT A STATEMENT! Kirk Redwood just DECIMATED his opponent in barely any time at all, and now he’s raising his bloodstained hands up in the air as he celebrates! This was one hell of a way for Kirk to bounce back from his defeat at Reckless Wiring!
Flannery McCoy: This may spell disaster for Hans Grayson if this match is any indication of what Kirk Redwood is willing to do when he’s put into a championship match! We’ll have to see how things play out between them, but for now, Kirk Redwood has secured the most dominant victory of the night!
(The video feed slowly fades to black as Kirk Redwood continues celebrating his victory over the unconscious Mattias Burke)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns to show the backstage area of the Intuit Dome, more specifically, the office of Kensingten Calhoun-Astor and Richard Grant. They’re seen seated next to one another on a couch, quite casual yet discussing business.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: My my, it seems like we’ve had quite the developments for Territorial Invasion already, haven’t we? Showdown and Voltage have wasted no time getting things in order for their teams, quite the interesting field we got here.
Richard Grant: It seems like we’ve already got War Games under control… albeit, not in the way that we expected. I don’t know about you, but I don’t think I appreciate Andre Walker going out there tonight and doing what he did.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Ah yes, I figured we’d have to address that as well. It’s an obvious abuse of power, and it’s clear that he believes differently on who runs Friday Night Dynasty around here. I digress, even though he put together a team before we could even consider one, me personally, I don’t necessarily hate the prospect of a New Eden reunion leading Dynasty.
Richard Grant: Me neither, all three of them are Hall of Famers, they’ve accomplished a lot. While I would have preferred if we were to put the team together ourselves, it doesn’t necessarily harm Dynasty to have them participating in War Games. It’s going to be a tough field though, National Elite Champion Veena Adams and Universal Women’s Champion Milli Banks for Showdown, and I’m sure whoever Voltage is going to choose is going to be some heavy hitters as well. They’re going to need to be at the top of their game.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Oh honey, we’ll cross that bridge when we get there. Right now we need to talk about the other match that we need to get things in order for. Both Showdown and Voltage have started shaping their lineups for Brand Warfare. Showdown has Charlie Marr leading and he’s already recruited Cody Maverick, and Ms. Extreme and Limmy Monaghan are Co-Captains of Voltage. What I would like to address right now is who we’re going to have to lead Dynasty in that match.
Richard Grant: Well, there are a lot of options. Lots of plucky talent out there who would love the opportunity. Hey, since Joso can’t use his King of Elite opportunity anymore considering the World Heavyweight Champion is on the War Games team, how about him?
(Kensingten has a disgusted look on her face as she quickly shakes her head.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Absolutely not, did you see how he acted out there? Short fuse that one is, he is not Championship material let alone Captain material. How about Hans Grayson?
Richard Grant: You know how we both feel about him, young kid, huge potential. He’s someone who could agree with us on a lot of things. While he’s a good option I feel like we need to scope the landscape a little more and see if there’s some other worthy candidates. Quite a shame that BRAE has some other things on his hands regarding the New Breed Championship, he’s a popular figure on this brand, him leading the charge would’ve done wonders.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Yes, but what’s done is done. Maybe the likes of Cy Henderson? He’s certainly been reinserting himself back into the equation on this brand.
???: You called?
(The crowd inside of the arena starts to boo loudly as a knock is heard on the door before it opens. Cy Henderson is seen standing at the entrance as he eyes both Kensingten and Richard, a nonchalant expression on his face as he enters. Richard and Kensingten both greet him with smiles before he continues.)
Cy Henderson: Couldn’t help but overhear that you were talking about who should be the one leading the Brand Warfare team at Territorial Invasion. I’d like to tell you that I’m the right person for the job.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Is that so?
Cy Henderson: I don’t know why I need to give you my pitch, you know how good I am. Even if we exclude the Hall of Fame career that I’ve made for myself, even recently this past Season along with becoming a full-time member of the Dynasty brand in Season 18 I’ve built an incredible streak of big wins on Marquee Events. Territorial Invasion is an event that I have some bad history with, and while that’s something that plagues me, this run has been about killing narratives and making everybody eat their words. If there is anyone that should lead Dynasty and put together a team that will come out victorious, it’s me. Need I say more?
Richard Grant: I don’t see much of a problem with it.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Me neither, but I am certain that there are some issues that we’re going to need to address. You haven’t been in a situation like this before in a multi-man match, and you said yourself that you don’t have the best history with Territorial Invasion. While we do appreciate your work ethic and everything that you’ve been able to do since returning to this company, are you sure you’re going to be able to handle this?
Cy Henderson: Well I wouldn’t be here asking you personally if I didn’t.
(Kensingten and Richard once again look toward one another, with Cy being quite patient as they continue to deliberate amongst themselves. After a moment, the two of them then look back at him with a positive expression on their faces.)
Richard Grant: Well then it’s official, Cy Henderson you are officially the Team Captain of the Brand Warfare match.
(The crowd gives a loud reaction upon hearing this announcement, with Cy after sometime beginning to nod his head in agreement of this.)
Cy Henderson: I promise that you won’t regret this decision.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: We don’t expect to.
(Cy then turns around and makes his way out of the office, quite satisfied with how everything turned out along with Kensingten and Richard feeling the same way. It’s the last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty, from there, begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for the energy drink Secondary, featuring Hans Grayson.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘My Own Summer’ by Deftones can be heard throughout the speakers as the crowd responds with loud mixed reactions. Selina Reyes makes her way out from the back, looking ahead to the ring while giving a brief glance to the audience. She doesn’t waste time walking down the ramp, all the more focused.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Amritsar, Punjab, India! Weighing in at 117 pounds… SELINAAAAAA REYES!!!
Stew-O: Selina Reyes has been able to secure her own debut victory, and now she heads into another match as she’s looking to keep her newfound momentum going. Tonight, she’s got the perfect match to be able to accomplish just that.
Flannery McCoy: Victory against her opponent tonight can surely go a long way in making her a new face to be reckoned with, so I have no doubts that Selina will do all that she can to prove herself further.
(‘NOTORIOUS’ by UPSAHL can be heard throughout the arena to a loud reaction from the audience, as Mia Santoro makes her way out to the stage, as she looks to maintain focus on the match at hand. Sporting a confident expression, Mia proceeds to walk down the ramp and keeps her eyes on Selina.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! From Key West, Florida, weighing in at 115 pounds… MIAAAA SANTORO!!!
Stew-O: You can assume that Mia Santoro is looking to bounce back in a big way after the loss from Reckless Wiring. Tonight is as good a night as any to do just that, against a newcomer like Selina who wants to prove herself against an elitist who has become quite the mainstay.
Jake Mercer: Santoro’s confidence cannot waver significantly if she wishes to return back to a more comfortable state of winning, and she’s got an opportunity to assure that there are no doubts in her ability…
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And here we go! Looking at Selina, she is trying to get the ball rolling quickly in only one of her second matches here. She extends her hand for Mia Santoro to walk into and accept. But Mia Santoro is in a less than stellar mood– AS SHE ACCEPTS THE HAND BUT KICKS SELINA REYES IN THE STOMACH! That was a bad mistake as Mia Santoro immediately gives her no time to recuperate, grabbing Selina and holding her in a chinlock! If you could tell a story, it would be told well enough on Mia Santoro’s face. SHE IS ANGRY. But Selina isn’t going down easily, as she starts hitting away at the gut of Mia Santoro with the small window she has! The grip of Mia Santoro loosening, AS SELINA TURNS AROUND AND HITS MIA SANTORO WITH A STIFF FOREARM! AND THEN SHE DOES IT AGAIN! AS MIA SANTORO FALLS TO THE GROUND. AND WE HAVE A COVER ALREADY!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWO—
Flannery McCoy: Mia Santoro quickly powers out, and you can just see the disgust on her face, as she quickly rolls out of the ring! Selina Reyes watches it happen, as she makes her way over, grabbing the hair of Mia. Trying to pull her into the ring, but Mia quickly shoots back– sending a forearm now of her own! Selina falls backwards, as Mia Santoro quickly gets up on the apron. Wiping her feet on said apron, she gets in the ring now, looking at Selina Reyes who is slowly rising up onto her feet again– AS MIA SANTORO QUICKLY CHARGES IN AND GETS HER WITH THE CUTTER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! HEAVY ON THE OFFENSE IS SANTORO, AS SHE QUICKLY ROLLS OVER AND HOOKS THE LEG OF HER OPPONENT.
ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOO–
Jake Mercer: SELINA KICKS OUT! Much to the disgust of Mia Santoro. But she quickly gets up. As she kicks Selina in the gut! Selina slowly rolls over to the corner of the ring.. as Mia Santoro focuses her glare towards her. You gotta think that triple threat is ABSOLUTELY ringing through her brain. As close as she came, and as quickly as it went. Failure hoists heavy on her ears, AND THIS IS A STATEMENT AS SHE CHARGES AT SELINA REYES IN THE CORNER- AND SHE RUNS DIRECTLY INTO A DROPKICK! MIA SANTORO FALLS BACKWARDS ON THE MAT, AS SELINA HAS MOMENTUM, AND SHE IMMEDIATELY GRABS MIA SANTORO AND DROPS HER ON HER HEAD WITH A “SAITO SUPLEX!” MIA IS THROWN HALFWAY ACROSS THE RING, AS SELINA SCURRIES FOR THE COVER– BUT MIA LEFT THE RING..
Stew-O: A smart strategy for Santoro to evade the problem before it can escalate. But that doesn’t make her situation any better. Now you have a focused and determined Selina Reyes.. as she looks at Mia on the outside. She nods her head in the rental agreement.. BEFORE CHARGING BACK, REBOUNDING OFF THE ROPES, AND FIRING TO THE OUTSIDE WITH A BASEMENT DROPKICK, AS SHE TOOK OUT MIA SANTORO! SHE QUICKLY THROWS MIA BACK INTO THE RING NOW, AS THE MOMENTUM SWINGS HEAVILY IN HER FAVOR! AND SHE CLIMBS TO THE TOP ROPE… LOOKING TO DIVE OFF!
Flannery McCoy: BUT MIA SANTORO PUSHES THE WEIGHT OUT FROM UNDERNEATH HER! Selina falls onto the turnbuckle hard, but it was a safe bet from Mia Santoro to avoid a tricky situation! Selina Reyes rests heavily on the top turnbuckle… What is Mia thinking here? She slowly pulls Mia Santoro down from the top turnbuckle! And she kicks her on the back! Mia now is exiting the ring.. AS SHE IS MAKING HER WAY TO THE TOP ROPE! CLEARLY THERE IS A COMPLICATED SET UP, BUT THERE IS AN IDEA HAD; AS SELINA REYES RISES TO HER FEET, AND MIA SANTORO DIVES ONTO HER WITH A TOP ROPE METEORA! AND SHE HAS THE SHOULDERS OF SELINA DOWN, AS THE REFEREE COUNTS HERE! CAN MIA SANTORO PUT HER AWAY?
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREE—
Jake Mercer: SELINA KICKS OUT WITH VELOCITY! Mia Santoro goes flying off her opponent, as Selina uses the rope to kind of recognize her surroundings! BUT MIA SANTORO IS REMAINING HOT ON THE TRAIL. SHE WALKS OVER TO SELINA, TRYING TO ELEVATE HER UP FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX, BUT SELINA WITH A HARD ELBOW ON THE JAW OF MIA! Mia slowly staggers back, as Selina is able to get the momentum shaped up in her favor…… AND SHE HITS A RUNNING FOREARM TO THE BACK OF MIA SANTORO’S NECK! MIA COLLAPSES IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, BUT SELINA DOESN’T GO FOR THE COVER! SHE SLOWLY WALKS OVER TO THE CORNER…….AND SHE IS THINKING “ALAMO KNEE”….!!! MIA SANTORO RISES UP TO HER FEET AS SELINA ASCENDS ON THE PATH!
Stew-O: A RUNNING KNEE THAT MIA SANTORO DOESN’T REALIZE… BUT SHE GETS A SUPERKICK RIGHT ON THE KNEE OF SELINA STOPPING HER. AND WAIT A SECOND, SHE CALLS THIS ONE “TWO FOR THE ROAD”! AS SHE NAILS A VICIOUS ROUNDHOUSE KICK ACROSS THE JAW OF SELINA REYES! THINGS ARE LOOKING GREAT FOR MIA SANTORO AS SHE QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE VICTORY HERE!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THRRRRREEEE—
Stew-O: NO! MIA SANTORO COULDN’T PUT HER AWAY, AS SELINA KICKED OUT! You can see anger bestowed in Mia’s eyes. She slams her hand on the mat a few times, as she doesn’t want to be a victim of frustration. But she pulls herself up.. and she can’t let it define her. As she slowly… GOES TO THE TOP ROPE AGAIN! AND IF THIS IS ANYTHING TO SIGNAL.. SHE WANTS TO “CHASE THE FEELING” AS SHE DIVES OFF…. INTO A POWERBOMB REVERSAL FROM SELINA, WHO HAS HER SHOULDERS DOWN!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Flannery McCoy: MIA SANTORO KICKS OUT! AND I CAN’T BELIEVE SHE PULLED THAT OFF MAN! Mia looked like the sure winner, but Selina used valuable instinct to her advantage! She got the damage done, but it’s evident that; she needs to get more done! She slowly backs herself up and into the corner.. Mia Santoro has her head resting against the bottom turnbuckle– AND THAT IS PERFECT, BECAUSE MIA CHARGES AT SELINA, AND NAILS HER WITH “KNOCKOUT SMASH”! THE RUNNING HIP ATTACK! SHE TRIES TO LIFT MIA UP FOR “ORYX AWAKENING”. BUT MIA IS DENYING THE FEAT.. SELINA IS TRYING HER DAMNDEST. BUT MIA IS REFUSING TO BE ELEVATED OFF THE GROUND! WHICH CAUSES SELINA TO DROP HER, AND MIA ROLLS OUT OF THE RING! Being smart to roll out of the ring and escape the vulgar situation that was about to greet you!
Jake Mercer: You can see the visible frustration in the look of Selina. She thought that was to put away right there. But Mia Santoro managed to play keep away, and now Selina has to weight in her options, BUT IT DON’T SEEM AS IF SHE HAS AN ISSUE, AS SHE DROPS TO THE OUTSIDE, HITTING MIA SANTORO WITH A SPRINGBOARD PLANCHA! But the match does not end in the ring! Selina throws Mia Santoro back into the ring now, and she quickly gets in.. AND SHE HOOKS THE LEG!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: MIA SANTORO KICKS OUT. Unfortunately for Selina Reyes, she just couldn’t capitalize quick enough, but that won’t stop her there, IT FAILED HER ONCE, BUT SHE IS GONNA DO IT AGAIN, SHE GOES TO THE CORNER.. REVVING UP FOR THE “ALAMO KNEE”!! MIA SANTORO SLOWLY RISES TO HER FEET, AS SHE HAS NO IDEA WHAT IS ABOUT TO HIT HER, AS HER OPPONENT CHARGES!
Stew-O: BUT MIA SANTORO MOVES OUT OF THE WAY, AND SELINA SMASHES INTO THE TURNBUCKLE POST KNEE FIRST! It failed again, and to the thankful debt of Mia Santoro, the situation got a lot better, AND EVEN NOW MORE BETTER! AS MIA SANTORO SHOVES SELINA FACE FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE. AND THEN SHE DROPS HER OPPONENT ON HER HEAD WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! Selina rolls halfway across the ring, as Mia Santoro is buying lofty recovery time. She makes the corner of the ring a target of interest, slowly pushing herself up off the ground!! She is not making an effort to move quickly however, she is already in a detrimental position! Her opponent Selina is slowly pulling herself up with assist from the ropes, and as she starts to regain balance… BUT SHE WALKS INTO A SUPERKICK FROM MIA SANTORO! MIA HAS HER DOWN, AS SHE COLLAPSES INTO THE COVER!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Flannery McCoy: ANOTHER KICK OUT FROM SELINA! AS MIA SANTORO JUST CONTINUES TO FIND IT UNBELIEVABLE! She can’t find the problem in her offense, but you can see patience becoming an issue for her. She doesn’t want to get too forced out of line, otherwise she may cost herself a victory! However. Mia Santoro slowly climbs to the middle rope… as she is going to take a risk. Selina Reyes at the other end slowly rises to her feet– AS MIA SANTORO DIVES OFF WITH A BLOCKBUSTER, WHICH CONNECTS! THE MIDDLE ROPE BLOCKBUSTER CONNECTED ONTO SELINA. BUT MIA SANTORO CAN’T CAPITALIZE QUICK ENOUGH, AS SHE BRIEFLY HURT HERSELF ON THE LANDING! SHE CRAWLS OVER HOWEVER, AS SHE LIFTS THE ARM…. LOOKING TO DRAPE IT OVER SELINA– BUT SELINA ROLLS OUT OF THE RING. AS MIA SANTORO IS FRUSTRATED!
Jake Mercer: Mia Santoro wanted Selina Reyes to be put down for good, but once again, taking a page out of Mia’s playbook from earlier. Selina rolled out of the ring. Mia Santoro quickly wasted no time getting outside, AS SHE SLAMMED SELINA’S FACE ON THE BARRICADE! Selina falls back, as Mia Santoro throws her into the ring! Mia shouted something difficult to decipher, as she slowly enters the ring, but DECIDES CLIMBING ONTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE IS HER BEST BET! SHE IS GOING TO TRY AGAIN– BUT ANOTHER PAGE OUT OF MIA’S PLAYBOOK, SHE IS PUSHED DOWN, AS HER WEIGHT FALLS OUT FROM UNDERNEATH HER! SELINA SAVED HERSELF. AS MIA FALLS INTO THE RING.. Selina is too struggled to potentially capitalize, but she slowly tries to go to the top rope!
Stew-O: Selina Reyes finds herself on the top rope again, with a downed Mia Santoro in the ring! It was an act resorted with failure earlier on in this match—BUT THIS TIME IT IS PERFECTION! SELINA LEAPS ONTO MIA SANTORO WITH A DIVING SENTON! AS MIA SANTORO IS CRUSHED UNDER THE WEIGHT OF SELINA REYES! AND SELINA COVERS MIA ONCE AGAIN!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Stew-O: AGAIN MIA SANTORO KICKS OUT AND I CANNOT BELIEVE IT! Selina just looks absolutely puzzled as she rests her chin on the mat, as she has had to dig deep into her bag of tricks, but the situation only gets more & more rough! Selina’s now sprawling up to her feet, as Mia’s slowly rising back up to her own two feet while Reyes continues to keep a watchful eye on her opponent… BEFORE RUSHING TOWARD HER AND SEEKING OUT THE ‘ALAMO KNEE’—
Flannery McCoy: BUT SANTORO DUCKS & SELINA LANDS FLAT ON HER OWN BACK!!! SELINA RISES BACK UP TO HER FEET ONCE MORE—BUT IS CAUGHT BY ‘KILLING MOON’!!! ROLLING WHEEL KICK ALLOWS SANTORO TO HOOK THE LEG!!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: NOT ENOUGH!!! Mia’s wide eyed but now she’s not wasting time here!!! Santoro drags Selina over to the corner, and makes her own way up to the top turnbuckle as she’s looking to close out this match as emphatically as she can! Selina hasn’t made any movements AS SANTORO DOESN’T SLOW DOWN WITH ‘CHASE THE FEELING’!!!
Stew-O: SELINA ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! MIA LANDS RIGHT ONTO HER OWN COLLARBONE AS SHE’S HURTING FROM THAT LANDING! SANTORO’S TRYING TO WORK HER WAY BACK UP—
Flannery McCoy: BUT SELINA HOOKS HER ARMS AROUND HER WAIST AND HOISTS HER UP—AS ‘ORYX AWAKENING’ CONNECTS!!!! STYLES CLASH ONTO THE CANVAS!!! SELINA TURNS MIA OVER AND KEEPS THE PIN!!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…. SELINAAAAA REYES!!!
Jake Mercer: Wow, that match was quite the lightning paced encounter! They did what they both could and at the end, Santoro would unfortunately suffer another defeat tonight as Selina Reyes was able to come out of this match as the victor.
Flannery McCoy: Selina has impressed considerably as a newcomer here, making a name for herself as well as she can with the victories she’s able to mount! Her momentum continues to rise tonight!
Stew-O: Mia Santoro put up a great fight tonight all the more, but she is unable to walk out with her head held high. Congratulations to Selina Reyes!
(‘My Own Summer’ by Deftones can be heard throughout the speakers once more, as the referee raises Selina’s hand in victory. Mia holds her own head while leaning against the ropes, visibly disappointed by the defeat tonight while Selina stands tall, smirking to herself as the scene fades.)
(A commercial plays for the WNBA.)
(‘Blood, Milk & Sky’ by Rob Zombie hits, and the fans immediately begin to cheer. Minerva steps out, dressed in all black, with her hair captured in a low, messy bun. She looks around for a moment, soaking in the atmosphere and energy from the crowd before she makes her way towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome EAW Hall of Famer… ‘The Black Rose’, MIIIIINEEEEEEERRRRVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
Stew-O: Season seventeen may not have ended in the way she wanted it to, but starting things off in season eighteen by competing in the first Dynasty marquee event of the season, Minerva got exactly the desired outcome. She showed that there was no slowing down after she was able to defeat a well-familiar rival in Raven Roberts in a match that many people won’t soon forget!
Jake Mercer: It sure was a war, but Minerva walked out of it the victor. I’m sure that definitely has to feel good for her as not long she put to bed some lingering issues that have been there for years between her and Raven, but she showed to anyone who thought her time of dominance would be coming to an end that it that is far from the case. Minerva is here to stay, and that means everyone else here is going to have to deal with the fact that she isn’t going to let foot off of the gas anytime soon!
Flannery McCoy: And she certainly won’t now that Territorial Invasion is on the horizon for her… even if it came about from petty means thanks to Andre Walker. New Eden will be competing in War Games, and it’s safe to say that if the news didn’t make Drake King happy, it likely wouldn’t make Minerva happy, either.
Stew-O: Perhaps so. Still, we’ll hear it from Minerva herself as she’s in the ring now, and she’s being given a microphone.
(Sure enough, Minerva was standing in the ring and her music would fade. She looks around for a moment, seemingly gathering her thoughts, before she speaks up, letting the whole world know how she feels after everything.)
Minerva: Life has a funny way of repeating itself, especially when you least expect it. Business that you assumed to be finished opens back up. Situations that you thought you have long removed yourself from reoccur. There is no telling when things are ever truly done, and since the start of this season, I have come to realize that. My own simmering, bitter feelings towards Raven Roberts were unearthed again when we crossed paths inside the office of Richard Grant and Kensingten Calhoun-Astor, and it became quickly apparent that if I truly wanted to move on with my goals, I had to put to bed some demons first. Raven and I’s story is a tale as old as time, and no doubt that she still harbored some ill feelings towards me. It was only going to be a matter of time before we’d face in the ring again, especially with us sharing the same lockerroom. I like to think that you guys as well knew that it was inevitable. The universe made it that way. Sooner or later, our past would be unearthed, and old wounds would continue to open up and become more prominent. In a way though, I am glad that it happened as soon as it did, because last week at Reckless Wiring, I proved that I was definitively better than her, and with her now formally in the rear view, I can focus on myself and how I wish to go about my career from here on out…
(That’s when her voice starts to trail off.)
Minerva: At least, that’s what I had in mind to do, but after everything that has happened earlier in the show, it seems as if the universe is forcefully pulling me into a different direction.
(A sigh leaves her lips.)
Minerva: Territorial Invasion is on the horizon now, and while I did see myself competing at that event, I didn’t foresee that it would be without my own decision being taken into consideration. Andre Walker came out, used the Gawd Contract, and now, myself alongside Myles and Drake King will be in War Games for Dynasty.
(There’s a loud, mixed reaction from the fans. However, Minerva presses on.)
Minerva: I will admit that this was not in the cards. I don’t appreciate the fact that my love and I are essentially being used as pawns in this petty little game between Andre and Drake. War Games has always been an important match, and a match that I myself have competed in won in, partnering with Drake and Hikari two years ago and helping establish Voltage’s dominance for that season. Having to work with Drake back then was already unpleasant, especially when we were off the heels of that triple threat match at Pain for Pride, but I swallowed my pride, thought bigger than myself, worked through that match, and we won. I was at least relieved because then, I wouldn’t have to team with a man who had caused me so much harm again. I could finally move on without having to be associated with Drake King in any form. However, that is not the case now. History repeats itself, and yet again we are partners. We are forced into this match, and as an honest woman who never minces her words, I do not like this one bit. At the very least, I tried to find any kind of silver lining with the last War Games match I was in, but this… how does this help me? How can I march towards this match and be remotely enthusiastic when how this all came about was all for making Drake uncomfortable and getting underneath his skin? It does not please me one bit. Not at all. There is nothing amusing about this whole entire situation. In fact, given how this has all come about, it does make me wonder if Drake would even be cooperative this time around. He’s made it known he has his eyes sight on Myles’ title, and with there being no love lost between us and him, it’s like a ticking time bomb just waiting to explode.
Minerva: I don’t get it. I don’t like it. And I know, that some people would say to just suck it up and work with what I have, but there are just too many things at play for me to simply brush them off and ignore. I am not going to dumb myself down for the sake of winning or brand loyalty. The last thing I wanted was to share a ring with Drake King once more, but if it had to come down to that? Then I would be his opponent and I would be looking to take him down, not help him when he is completely undeserving of said help. And as Andre Walker goes, it definitely rubs me the wrong way that he thinks he can do whatever he pleases and expect to get by with no consequences. I am not someone you can treat as a pawn. I am my own person, and trust me, this whole thing isn’t going to go unnoticed by me. Certain things stick in my head, and this is one of those situations where I won’t be fo–
(Suddenly, ‘When Darkness Falls’ by Killswitch Engage hits, causing the fans to boo relentlessly. Minerva looks less than impressed. However, Drake King comes walking in, already having a mic in hand, and he speaks up, with his theme soon fading shortly afterwards.)
Drake King: Alright, alright, alright. We get it. You hate this situation, but guess what? So do I! Do you think I want to be in War Games, especially underneath these circumstances?
(Drake gets in the ring and directly looks at Minerva. She looks at him with a glare. Drake picks up on this and lets out a sigh, already feeling the hostility emanating from her. He takes the time to pick his next words carefully, because the last thing he wants is for things to devolve fast between the two of them.)
Drake King: … Look. Is this all unfortunate? Yes. Do you feel slighted about how all of this has happened? Yes. In fact, if I was in your situation, I’d be livid, too. Trust me when I say that this wasn’t in the cards for me as well. I wanted to go after Andre immediately and get back at him for what he did, but I suppose not even God is immune to the power of the Gawd Contract, and now here we are.
Minerva: We certainly are.
Drake King: I know, it sucks. But again, you said it before that we worked together two years ago and we were able to create magic with that. We won War Games. You may feel like a pawn or you’re a small part in a bigger story but it doesn’t have to be that way, Minerva. The one thing we have in common and always have is our desire to win no matter what, and while this may not have been ideal for either of us, there’s no point in us crying and moaning about how we didn’t want this.
Minerva: Crying and moaning? Is that what you think I’m doing?
Drake King: No! No… I get your feelings. I really do.
Minerva: Would be the first time you ever did.
Drake King: But I mean it. I don’t like this anymore than you do. Still, we have to think and realize that maybe this is what Andre wanted. He wants me – us – to fail so that he can laugh it up and think that he’s doing something of note. That guy is a cunning manipulator who is going to play mind games and if he gets you in that department, that’s how he wins. I definitely don’t want him to get the last laugh. I want this whole thing to backfire on him and prove to him that he doesn’t have any true power here. You wanna get back at him too, right, for making you feel this way? Then I say we put aside everything just one more time and do exactly that.
Minerva: That sounds fine and dandy, Drake, but I don’t want to help you either, let alone get an upper hand in a feud that has no concern to me. Again, I’m no one’s pawn.
(Drake grits his teeth.)
Drake King: So, what, you think I’m gonna use you to my benefit?
(Minerva simply folds her arms, unyielding in her glare towards him.)
Drake King: Okay, okay. My track record isn’t the greatest. However, there’s bigger fish to fry and you need to see that. You and Myles. We can be mad about this all we like but it isn’t going to change the situation we are currently in and that is a fact. We were able to stomach each other before and got the job done too, so really, how is this any different? I’m not asking for your forgiveness or for us to be friends again, that would be silly. We are past that point of being able to repair anything. You hate me, Myles hates me, I hate you both, but hey, you talk about life and the real world, and in the real world, people gotta work with those they don’t like all the time, right? So all I’m asking is for you and Myles to get through this one match, for us to deal with each other just one more time, and not let other people feel as if they can push us around for their own gain.
(Minerva parts her lips open to speak, but suddenly, the fans react, yelling, as if someone, or rather, some people, were making their presence known. She looks out through the corner of her eyes and spots some movement.)
Stew-O: Oh boy…
Jake Mercer: Well, this isn’t good! Chiyo Gedo, Selina Reyes and Damien Kutcher are flanking the ring, and it’s clear what it is that they want!
Flannery McCoy: AND THEY AREN’T THE ONLY ONES! LA FAMILIA JUST HOPPED OVER THE BARRICADE AND ARE SURROUNDING THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING! DRAKE AND MINERVA ARE OUTNUMBERED!
Stew-O: HERE WE GO! THEY ALL SLIDE INTO THE RING, BUT MINERVA REMAINS ALERT AND IMMEDIATELY STARTS HER COUNTERATTACK! SHE TAKES OUT SELINA WITH A KICK TO THE FACE! CHIYO LOOKS TO BLINDSIDE HER WITH A CLOTHESLINE, BUT SHE AVOIDS IT AND PUSHES HIM INTO DAMIEN! BOTH FALL!
Jake Mercer: BUT LUIS GRABS HER AND BRIANNA STRIKES WITH A PUNCH, HITTING MINERVA! ROBERTO LOOKS TO GET IN SOME HITS AS WELL!
Flannery McCoy: AND LOOK AT DRAKE KING! HE ISN’T DOING ANYTHING TO HELP—
Stew-O: BUT SELINA IS BACK UP AND SHE ATTACKS HIM WITH A FOREARM! CHIYO AND DAMIEN ARE WORKING THEIR WAY BACK UP TO THEIR FEET!
Stew-O: AND NOW, DRAKE KING DECIDES TO FIGHT BACK AS HE SUPERKICKS SELINA! THEN CHIYO! AND DAMIEN! HE GOES AFTER LA FAMILIA NEXT AND PUNCHES LUIS, FREEING MINERVA!
Jake Mercer: THAT GIVES HER THE CHANCE TO FIGHT BACK AND NAIL A THRUST KICK TO BRIANNA! AND ROBERTO! EVERYONE IS DOWN AND GOES ROLLING OUT OF THE RING!
(Drake and Minerva back up into each other and instantly turn around with their fists raised… but then, they put them down.)
Flannery McCoy: AND HERE IS SOMETHING WE THOUGHT WE WOULD NEVER SEE AGAIN! DRAKE KING AND MINERVA STANDING TALL IN THE SAME RING, TOGETHER!
(Drake and Minerva continue to look at each other while the others retreat. From there, the scene fades.)
(A commercial plays for Lean Cuisine.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns to a shot of the arena where Stephie Love is seen standing by.)
Stephie Love: The following SINGLES MATCH is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘Lacrimosa – Epic Version’ by Samuel Kim begins to blast through the speakers as the camera goes over to a determined Vincent Mondrian who makes his way out from the backstage area. Popping his neck he then begins to make his way toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first… from Laren, Netherlands… weighing in at 205 pounds… ‘THE RESOLUTE’… VINCENT MONDRIAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(‘Loose Change (Instrumental)’ by The Alchemist is then heard following that as a stoic Shinzo Sasaki is seen heading out to the stage as well. Scanning around, he’s clearly unhappy but looks to bounce back as he heads down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent… from Kobe, Japan… weighing in at 220 pounds… THE ‘LEADER OF THE UNDERWORLD’… SHINZO SASAKI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: The bell has rung and this match is officially underway! Shinzo Sasaki and Vincent Mondrian, both coming off of crushing losses at Reckless Wiring, clash here tonight as they look to rebound. They head toward the center of the ring, as they both waste zero time beginning to engage each other in a quick collar-and-elbow tie up! Jockeying for position!
Flannery McCoy: They’re going back and forth, and Shinzo is quick to maneuver around and cinch in a side headlock! He drops his weight and keeps them both situated at the center of the ring, but Vincent is quick to turn things around as he spins out of the hold into a wrist lock! Shinzo dips down to a knee for a moment, trying to find a way to get out of this… before he rolls forward and spins around, locking in a wrist lock of his own!
Jake Mercer: Vincent tries to recover, but Shinzo is quick to subdue him for the moment and take him down onto his stomach. Vincent is trying to roll around, pushing himself out of this position that he’s in, but Shinzo still has a tight grip on him, refusing to let him go anywhere! Vincent manages to push himself away as he scrambles up, but Shinzo is quick to snatch him back while he’s in a seated position and locked in a chin lock!
Stew-O: Shinzo is trying to stay on his toes right now, refusing to let Vincent go anywhere and it seems to be working for the moment. Vincent is trying to shift his body around, but Shinzo is refusing to let go of him, knowing how that might potentially cost him if he does. But both of them haven’t exerted much energy in this match so far, with Vincent slowly managing to press his soles against the canvas and find a base to push up with!
Flannery McCoy: Shinzo is trying to keep him down on the ground, but it looks like Vincent is beginning to come to his senses as he turns himself around… and begins to drive punches straight into the abdomen of Shinzo! Shinzo is trying his best to hold on right now but Vincent is absolutely relentless right now as he makes sure that he’s out of this hold before it ends up taking too much of a toll on him!
Jake Mercer: Shinzo releases, but almost immediately it’s Vincent who seizes a hold of him by the head and takes him down to a seated position with a Snapmare… STEPPING FORWARD AND CONNECTING WITH A HUGE KICK RIGHT ACROSS HIS SPINE! The Leader of the Underworld certainly felt that one as he absorbed the attack before slowly heading up to his feet again. Both himself and Vincent are face-to-face as they both seem pretty eager to get their hands on one another right now!
Stew-O: They lock up again! Both of them go back and forth as Vincent is quick to push him against the ropes, quickly sending him toward the opposite side of the ring while he does… SHINZO RUSHES FORWARD AND TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE! Shinzo then is quick to run to the ropes as Vincent hits a drop down… following that up with a leapfrog as Shinzo rebounds… THEN PROCEEDING TO LEAP INTO THE AIR AND CATCH HIM ACROSS THE CHEST WITH A HUGE DROPKICK TO TAKE HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND FROM THERE!
Flannery McCoy: Shinzo is taken down to the ground by the attack but is slowly rolling toward one of the corners, grabbing a hold of the ropes and using them to get back up to his feet… BUT BEFORE HE CAN DO ANYTHING, VINCENT MONDRIAN SWOOPS IN AND CONNECTS WITH A HARD CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST! Shinzo falls against the corner and Vincent is quick to grab him by the wrist and send him toward the corner opposite them, getting a running start… BEFORE LAUNCHING TOWARD HIM AND CONNECTING WITH A HUGE UPPERCUT ONCE AGAIN LEAVING SHINZO ROCKED!
Jake Mercer: He isn’t done either, with Vincent grabbing him by the head and beginning to make his way toward the center of the ring, bringing him into a front facelock… BEFORE LIFTING HIM OFF THE GROUND AND TAKING HIM DOWN TO THE CANVAS WITH A VERTICAL SUPLEX! SHINZO IS DOWN AND VINCENT IS QUICK TO ROLL OVER AND HOOK THE LEG TO GO FOR THE PIN ATTEMPT!
OOONNNEEE!!!
Stew-O: BUT SHINZO MANAGES TO KICK OUT BEFORE THE TWO COUNT! That doesn’t exactly settle Vincent as he then begins to make his way back up to his feet. He grabs a hold of Shinzo as well and begins to drag him up himself, looking to send him into yet another Irish whip attempt- But that doesn’t happen with Shinzo managing to drop his weight down! Vincent is trying to pull him… BUT SHINZO ALMOST IMMEDIATELY REELS HIM IN AND NAILS HIM WITH A SICKENING KNEE STRAIGHT TO THE ABDOMEN!
Flannery McCoy: Vincent is hurt as Shinzo pulls him in again… connecting with a hard forearm strike to the face! This drops Vincent down to a kneeling position as it doesn’t seem like Shinzo is done either, rushing toward the ropes and back… AS HE LEAPS FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH ANOTHER KNEE STRIKE TO THE FACE TO TAKE HIM COMPLETELY DOWN TO THE CANVAS! Vincent is hurt and he’s quick to try and get himself away from trouble before anything else can happen to him in this match.
Jake Mercer: But as he’s getting up using the ropes, I don’t think he realizes that Shinzo is back up to his feet as he quickly approaches him… BUT BEFORE SHINZO CAN DO ANYTHING IT’S VINCENT THAT CONNECTS WITH A HARD BACK ELBOW TO THE FACE TO CREATE SOME DISTANCE! The Leader of The Underworld staggers back but is quick to make his way back toward him… RUSHING FORWARD AND CONNECTING WITH A CLOTHESLINE TO SEND HIM OUT OF THE RING- BUT BEFORE THAT CONNECTS IT’S VINCENT WHO MANAGES TO GO UNDER AND SEND HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE INSTEAD!
Stew-O: Shinzo lands on the apron as Vincent turns around, SENDING A FOREARM STRIKE HIS WAY- But that doesn’t happen as Shinzo manages to block it just in the nick of time! HE GOES UNDER AND GOES FOR A SHOULDER THRUST TO THE ABDOMEN- BUT VINCENT MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY JUST IN TIME AND CONNECT WITH A SWIFT KICK TO THE FACE TO COMPLETELY STUN HIM! Vincent is now setting him up as he has him by the head and is seemingly about to lift him over the top rope… LOOKING TO BRING SHINZO INTO THE RING WITH A HUGE SUPLEX ATTEMPT!
Flannery McCoy: BUT THAT DOESN’T HAPPEN! AS SHINZO MANAGES TO SLIP OUT OF THE SUPLEX POSITION AND LAND BEHIND HIM! VINCENT TRIES TO TURN AROUND, BUT SHINZO ALREADY HAS HIM BY THE HEAD AS HE LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND DROPS HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A JUMPING NECKBREAKER! Shinzo manages to take him down to the ground and by the looks of things he doesn’t seem very done here, as he eyes Vincent and waits for him to begin to rise back up to his feet. It’s not long before Vincent does that and he’s set up in the right position…
Jake Mercer: AS ‘BOOMERANG’ CONNECTS! SHINZO EXECUTES THE HANDSPRING BACK ELBOW AND DROPS HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND AND NOW HE IS NOT GOING TO WASTE ANY TIME HOOKING THE LEG AND GOING FOR THE PIN!
OOOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRR-
Stew-O: BUT VINCENT MANAGES TO FIND IT WITHIN HIM TO SHOOT HIS SHOULDER UP AS THIS MATCH CONTINUES! Shinzo doesn’t look entirely pleased by this but regardless is beginning to make his way up to his feet, as he knows that he’s going to have to do a lot more right now if he wants to finish the job.
Flannery McCoy: Vincent is slowly rising up to his feet and I think he knows himself that he’s going to need to do something as well as he begins to stir before pushing himself back up. Shinzo has his eyes set as he begins to set him up from there…
Jake Mercer: AS HE GOES FOR A SECOND ‘BOOMERANG’ TO VINCENT MONDRIAN!
Stew-O: BUT AS HE DOES IT’S VINCENT WHO MANAGES TO RUN HIMSELF FORWARD AND GRAB HIM AROUND THE WAIST BEFORE DROPPING HIM DOWN ONTO THE GROUND WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! SHINZO IS DOWN AND VINCENT IS QUICK TO BRIDGE THE PIN!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Flannery McCoy: BUT SHINZO MANAGES TO KICK OUT OF THAT! HE’S QUICK TO GET BACK UP TO HIS FEET KNOWING THE TROUBLE THAT HE’S IN RIGHT NOW!
Jake Mercer: BUT AS HE DOES IT’S VINCENT WHO RUNS FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH A SHOTGUN DROPKICK WHICH SENDS HIM STAGGERING BACKWARD AND AGAINST THE CORNER! Shinzo bounces off the corner as he slides down into a seated position, and he’s in the perfect position for something here as Vincent gets a running start and looks to set him up…
Stew-O: CONNECTING WITH ‘THE FLYING DUTCHMAN’! HESITATION DROPKICK RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE OF SHINZO TAKES HIM COMPLETELY OUT! VINCENT IS QUICK TO GRAB HIM BY THE LEGS AND DRAG HIM TOWARD THE CENTER OF THE RING BEFORE DROPPING DOWN AND HOOKING THE LEGS! GOING FOR THE PIN!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEE-
Flannery McCoy: CLOSE! BUT IT’S NOT ENOUGH! SHINZO MANAGES TO KICK OUT OF THAT ONE! Vincent doesn’t look very happy about that either but he was quick to change the tides and he knows that as long as he keeps this momentum going then he can easily win this match, but in order to do that he has to make sure that he can combat whatever SHinzo has in store for him right now as this goes on.
Jake Mercer: Vincent is now beginning to rise back up to his feet, and he’s continuing to eye Shinzo who is just now beginning to stir. He knows how close this is and he knows how much a win of this caliber would be able to do for him, so he’s looking to seize his moment right now. He makes his way over to Shinzo as he rises back up to his feet…
Stew-O: BEFORE TRYING TO TAKE HIM BACK DOWN WITH THE ‘MONDRIAN LOCK’! THE ARM-TRAPPED CROSSFACE TO SHINZO SASAKI!
Flannery McCoy: BUT SHINZO IMMEDIATELY MANAGES TO BREAK THROUGH HIS DEFENSES AND CONNECT WITH A HARD BACK ELBOW STRAIGHT TO HIS FACE! This forces Vincent backward and allows Shinzo the opportunity to rise back up to his feet… BEFORE LEAPING INTO THE AIR AND NAILING HIM WITH AN ENZUIGIRI TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!
Jake Mercer: It’s not enough og et control of the offense, and while that’s something that Shinzo has right now, he knows that all it’s about is finishing the job and that’s what he plans to do judging by the look in his eyes. He grabs a hold of Vincent Mondrian by the head and begins to slowly heave him up to his feet, and I think we know what he has in mind right now…
Stew-O: AS HE GOES FOR ‘MADVILLAINY’! THE WRIST CLUTCH EXPLODER!
Flannery McCoy: BUT JUST AS SHINZO DID BEFORE, IT WAS VINCENT WHO MANAGED TO SLIP THROUGH AND CONNECT WITH A HARD ELBOW TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD TO RELEASE BEFORE THE MOVE COULD CONNECT! Vincent then takes a step back… BEFORE LAUNCHING INTO THE AIR AND NAILING HIM WITH A BICYCLE KICK STRAIGHT TO THE FACE TO DROP HIM DOWN TO THE CANVAS!
Jake Mercer: Both of them have tried their biggest moves on one another to no avail, and immediately as Vincent makes his way over to him Shinzo knows that he’s going to have to take a moment to collect himself as you can see him quickly roll underneath the bottom rope and dropping down to the ringside area. But it doesn’t seem like Vincent is going to let him go that easily either! He runs toward the ropes and back before setting him up… AS HE LEAPS THROUGH THE AIR AND CONNECTS WITH A SUICIDE DIVE!
Stew-O: This sends Shinzo backward and causes him to lean against the barricade while Vincent slides back into the ring again, running the rope a second time… BEFORE CONNECTING WITH ANOTHER SUICIDE DIVE! VINCENT THEN SLIDES BACK INTO THE RING BEFORE RUNNING THE ROPES AGAIN… GOING FOR A THIRD SUICIDE DIVE!
Flannery McCoy: NO! THIS TIME IT’S SHINZO WHO MANAGES TO SEE IT COMING! HE GRABS A HOLD OF HIM JUST IN TIME BEFORE TAKING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! BOTH OF THEM ARE DOWN AT THE RINGSIDE AREA AND THE CROWD IS GOING ABSOLUTELY CRAZY RIGHT NOW!
OONNEE!!
TTWWOO!!
Jake Mercer: Well it looks like the count at ringside has begun as both of them are trying to rise back up to their feet, immediately Shinzo is beginning to drive punches against the face of Vincent, wearing him out as much as he can right now! He then grabs a hold of him by the head… BEFORE SENDING HIM STRAIGHT INTO THE BARRICADE!
TTHHRRRREEEE!!!
FFOOUURR!!
Stew-O: Shinzo then grabs Vincent and brings him up once again… THIS TIME SENDING HIM INTO THE RINGPOST- BUT VINCENT MANAGES TO STOP HIMSELF BEFORE THAT CAN HAPPEN! Shinzo tries to push through, BUT VINCENT TURNS THAT AROUND AND SENDS HIM INTO THE RINGPOST INSTEAD! Shinzo bounces off of the steel and drops down to the ground!
FFIVVEE!!
SSIIXX!!
Flannery McCoy: Shinzo crawls toward the barricade and Vincent looks to sink his teeth into him some more as he makes his way over to him… JUST FOR SHINZO TO CONNECT WITH A BACK ELBOW STRAIGHT TO THE FACE! He then grabs Vincent… BEFORE SENDING HIM AGAINST THE BARRICADE-
Jake Mercer: NO! VINCENT MANAGES TO TURN IT AROUND AND SEND HIM BACK INTO IT… BEFORE CLOTHESLINING HIM AGAINST THE BARRICADE!
Stew-O: BUT BOTH OF THEM FALL OVER AND INTO THE CROWD AREA! THEY’RE DOWN AS THE COUNT CONTINUES ON!
SSEEVVEENN!!
EEIIGGHTTT!!
Flannery McCoy: BOTH OF THEM MIGHT LOSE THIS MATCH IF THEY’RE NOT CAREFUL AND THEY KNOW IT! THEY INSTANTLY THROW AWAY THEIR COMBAT AND ARE BEGINNING TO MAKE A RECOVERY, AS THEY HEAD OVER THE BARRICADE AND BOTH MAKE A SPRINT TOWARD THE RING! KNOWING THAT THEIR TIME IS RUNNING OUT!
NNIINNEE!!
Jake Mercer: BOTH OF THEM SLIDE INTO THE RING…
TTEENN!!
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Stew-O: BUT NEITHER OF THEM MAKE IT IN TIME! THIS MATCH IS OVER!
(DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!)
(The crowd boos as Vincent and Shinzo look absolutely in shock, both of them arguing with the referee about what just transpired, but the official isn’t budging, saying that this is officially a double countout.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, by way of double countout, this match is a NO CONTEST!
Flannery McCoy: Well that’s certainly not the way things were expected to end between these two, but I guess it can be seen as a testament to how much both of them wanted it.
Jake Mercer: I doubt this will be the last time that either of these two face, and by the looks of things, it seems like someone has their eye on them…
(The camera goes to a shot backstage where Brand Warfare Team Captain for Dynasty Cy Henderson is seen as he’s watching what just went down.)
Cy Henderson: https://media.tenor.com/acViqs60H_gAAAAM/the-rock-hmm.gif
(Cy then nods his head as he walks away before Friday Night Dynasty fades to elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for IcyHot, featuring Chris Elite.)
(‘Enemy Strike’ by Yuki Hasashi plays with the fans cheering. Coming off of a successful defense at Reckless Wiring, Myles would appear, sporting some cuts and bruises that were healing up after the intense warfare he had with Drake Armstrong. However, one thing that hasn’t changed is the EAW World Heavyweight Championship, which remains firmly on his weary shoulder. The champion heads down to the ring, noticeably having some conflicting emotions on his face.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing at this time the EAW Hall of Famer and World Heavyweight Champion… The ‘Unparalleled, Undisputed, Unrivaled’…. MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEES!
Stew-O: And here comes Myles, fresh off of yet another successful defense last week. You can see the battle scars, but Myles was able to persevere and defeat a gutsy, determined Drake Armstrong with perhaps… I don’t know, I suppose we can go ahead and say one of the most clever and iconic spot of the year?
Jake Mercer: An explosive boomerang! It was crazy! Poor Drake, though. That billion-dollar face got ruined in the process. 😔
Flannery McCoy: It really was a nasty spot, but it paved the way for Myles to retain in the Landmine Deathmatch. At this point, everyone is wondering who will be next to step up to him and if they will be able to beat him? This may be the most unstoppable Myles has been in his career.
Stew-O: Absolutely. However, whenever he decides to defend that title next, it will have to be either before or after Territorial Invasion as he, Drake King and Minerva will be in War Games together, and as unhappy as the three of them are about the situation at hand, there is nothing they can do about it.
Jake Mercer: At least Minerva and Drake were able to thwart off those Elitists from Showdown and Voltage together, but will all three of them be able to replicate that come Territorial Invasion?
(Myles enters the ring and gets a microphone.)
Flannery McCoy: No doubt he has his own thoughts about everything that has been going on tonight. :lupe: I don’t think Myles is all that eager about teaming with Drake King again.
(‘Enemy Strike’ fades, and Myles speaks up.)
Myles: Well… I could gloat about my win. In fact, I probably should. I told Drake Armstrong that he wasn’t going to be able to take me down. He can have all the potential in the world, and who knows, perhaps later on down the road he will be able to hold this very same championship that I have within my grasp. However, it won’t be because of him defeating him. His moment of glory will not come about at my downfall. I have proven that much and will continue to do so. Of course, he seems awfully determined to beat me, judging by his little comments made earlier in the night, and while beating him again would be fun at this rate… the fact of the matter is that it’s better for us to put an end to this little chapter between us. Still, it’s funny I say that, because just as soon as I thought I’ve written one ending, another one has come about, left unfinished.
(Some of the fans boo, knowing exactly what he meant.)
Myles: Of course, we all know the news by now. Minerva, Drake and I will be in War Games. Not by the general managers or any other kind of authority, but by Andre Walker no less, who thought putting all three of us together would be the ultimate “aha” he needed against Drake. Minerva already expressed her thoughts and sentiments about everything, and honestly, I’m inclined to agree. The last thing I ever wanted was for the three of us to be together and re-open some old wounds. I especially am not at all happy that it feels like the two of us are caught up in whatever bullshit game this is supposed to be. If anything, I should be focused on the next title defense or being the one to captain the War Games team at Territorial Invasion, but neither of that is the case and it does frustrate me to no end. Still, nothing can be done about that. Nothing I say or could even think of doing isn’t going to reverse whatever decision has been made. I guess the only thing that can be done is to go out there, win, and let that be that. However, nothing beyond that is happening. Drake would do well to not be a sniveling jackass because the minute he says or does something I don’t like? I won’t hesitate to strike him down right where he stands. I’ll do my part along with Minerva, but that’s it.
Myles: Still, this whole thing does make me think if this is also Andre’s way of putting a target on me. It’s only a matter of time before we cross paths since he’ll no doubt want to be world champion again. If that’s the case, then I suppose I should treat this match as some kind of message that can be sent towards him. Beating me isn’t going to be easy, and if I have anything to say about it, he isn’t going to reclaim his throne at the top. It has long been kicked off the cliff, and I am more than comfortable where I’m at—
(‘Saint Pablo’ by Kanye West hits, immediately spurring Myles’ eyes towards the stage. Sure enough, Cy Henderson comes out, and the fans boo.)
Stew-O: Well, that’s a warm reaction if I’ve ever heard of.
Jake Mercer: IT’S THE GOAT! THE GOOOAAAAAAAAAAAT!! … But I wonder, what is he doing out here?
Flannery McCoy: Who knows? But it’s clear Myles has his attention, and in turn, the champion is focused on Henderson who has his own microphone in hand and enters the ring.
(‘Saint Pablo’ fades out and Cy looks at Myles with a smile, though Myles doesn’t reciprocate the same expression.)
Cy Henderson: Hm. Tough crowd.
Myles: What do you want? To—
Cy Henderson: — Bring you into Team Rebel? Well… no! That won’t be needed, especially since you have important matters of your own to deal with at Territorial Invasion. :troll: But, I was listening, and you said that you were actually looking forward to defending your championship. I have to say, that is a good thing for the world champion to do. There are so many potential challengers out there, many names who could step up to the front of the line and claim their shot, and seeing as how you’re more than eager for a fight, how about we cut to the chase? I want another crack at a world championship, and seeing as how I’ve been able to defeat Jake Smith, Limmy Monaghan and Rex McAllister after Grand Rampage, I like to think I am well within reason to receive a shot.
(Myles looks at Cy, but he wasn’t looking at him in an insulting manner or as if he was being delusional. He… was actually genuinely entertaining him. Cy picks up on this and carries on.)
Cy Henderson: I’m sure a lot of people thought that when I lost to Viz, my time was starting to run out. However, for three marquee shows straight I showed that was far from the case. I’ve been on a roll, dominating, pretty much like you, and I have been able to back up every word I said for the past four months now. I wasn’t going to slow down. Now, I’m at the top of my game, and seeing as how you’re a hall of famer in your own right, continuing to win and stamp your name at the top despite the fresh blood that runs through this place… maybe it’ll take another hall of famer who is just like you to get the job done and actually beat you.
Myles: You know what, Cy? You have been able to bounce back from that loss. You’ve done well for yourself. However, are you sure this is the route you want to go? Because there have been people just like you who have stepped up to me when they’ve had all the momentum in the world, and then… it just goes to waste.
Cy Henderson: I’m sure. Never been more certain about anything else in my career. You seem like you want to take me up on the offer as well.
Myles: Well, you caught me when you said that I wanted to focus on this title. We both have our own matches at Territorial Invasion. While a part of me is almost tempted to play double duty, I know that it wouldn’t be smart of me to do so… not with everything that I’ve been caught up in now.
Cy Henderson: Then let’s not wait on it. You and me, one week before Territorial Invasion. How does that sound?
(Myles takes a moment before answering.)
Myles: Very well. You’re on.
(Cy is more than happy with this decision as a small smirk settles into his face. ‘Enemy Strike’ plays.)
Stew-O: Well, we didn’t have to wait long to see who will be Myles’ next defense, or when!
Cy Henderson: Good. Glad to hear it. A shame your reign will have to end then, but hey, at least there’s no shame in losing to me, right?
(Myles cocks a brow, but Cy’s confidence — or arrogance — makes him chuckle.)
Myles: So you say. However, I’m afraid you’ll be like the rest, Cy. But you shall see that for yourself when the time comes.
(Myles raises the championship up high, with Cy’s gaze following it. Dynasty then fades to commercials.)
(A commercial plays for Hot Pockets.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following main event contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Duel of the Fates’ can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the audience reacts loudly to the arrival of the New Breed Champion, BRAE. The champion sports the title around his waist, gazing upon the crowd with an intense gaze on his face, maintaining all of his focus as he’s walking down the ramp ready for the main event.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Novosibirsk, Russia! Weighing in at 215 pounds… HE IS THE NEW BREED CHAMPION…. BRRRRRRRRRAE!!!
Stew-O: The New Breed Champion has always been one to accept any challenge that should come his way, and this is not any different, although the opponent in question is surely raising the ire of his intensity in a more emphatic manner. BRAE’s looking to have an incredible encounter with his opponent tonight, and that much is a treat for Dynasty to have & witness.
Flannery McCoy: BRAE recently defended his title against Vincent at Reckless Wiring, and to march into battle yet again against the competitor of the caliber that Chris Elite brings to the table, it’s surely not gonna be anything for BRAE to even think about underestimating tonight.
(‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke can be heard throughout the speakers as the audience responds with immense reactions. Chris Elite emerges from the back with a confident & focused expression on his face, nodding to the reactions as he walks down the ramp looking forward to the main event.)
Stephie Love: And introducing his opponent! From Brooklyn, New York! Weighing in at 210 pounds… CHRISSSSSSSS EEEELITE!!!
Stew-O: Chris Elite is back in EAW, and he’s truly looking to come back far more energized than ever! His in-ring return to Dynasty screens takes place in just a few moments as he’s going one on one with BRAE, an opponent who will surely welcome him back with his own rendition of open arms!
Jake Mercer: Which basically means putting him through the ringer, but I’m sure Chris Elite himself wouldn’t want it any other way! This is a battle that many fans out there are salivating to see take place, and we’re gonna be able to witness this match shortly!
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: AND WE ARE OFF! For the first time in EAW history we are viewing this match up. New Breed Champion BRAE takes on EAW Hall Of Famer Chris Elite! And with the sound of the bell alarming throughout the arena, BRAE would slowly make his way forwards, as would Chris Elite. And immediately, we have a collar and elbow tie up underway! Starting this match slowly, Chris Elite is using the shot however, as he swiftly manages to shape it around into a wristlock! You can still see some of the minor bruises and injuries that BRAE suffered via the hands of his Fight Pit match with Vincent Mondrian! But BRAE is trying now, as he manages to get Chris Elite in a waist lock! BRAE is neutralizing Elite as much as he can… but Chris Elite is slowly starting to escape the waist lock– and he slides under BRAE’s legs! BRAE turns around— INTO “SNOOZE” THE UPPERCUT CONNECTS ONTO BRAE!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE falls into the ropes not anticipating that, as his momentum rocketed himself backwards. But now, Chris Elite has a perfect opportunity to get the ball rolling! This is one of his first shows back, and he is wanting to shake every aspect of ring rust! AND HE CLOTHESLINES BRAE OVER THE TOP ROPE! The New Breed Champion flung over the top rope, stumbling to the ground… Chris Elite aligns himself up with BRAE to the outside, before charging back– AND HITTING BRAE WITH A SUICIDE DIVE ONTO THE OUTSIDE!! THE NEW BREED CHAMPION HAS BEEN STABILIZED AS HE FALLS AGAINST THE BARRICADE! But now, Chris Elite throws him into the ring! BRAE slowly stands in the middle of the ring, AND CHRIS ELITE IS THINKING A SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE!
Jake Mercer: BUT BRAE PUSHES THE ROPES OUT FROM UNDER CHRIS ELITE, CAUSING HIM TO STUMBLE INTO THE RING! Great timing and precision from the champion, but Chris Elite rolls over into the corner, not even subdued for a moment. BRAE slowly pulls himself up and onto his feet, seeing Chris in the corner… AS HE GOES FOR AN UPPERCUT INTO THE CORNER! BUT CHRIS ELITE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! BRAE collides with the corner, but quickly spirals out–
Flannery McCoy: AND A BACK ELBOW FROM ELITE KNOCKS HIM BACK IN! Chris Elite is feeling it right now, as he looks at BRAE, making distance across the ring, HE IS NOW RUNNING THIS TIME– BUT BRAE HURLS HIMSELF OUT OF THE WAY, AND IT IS CHRIS TURN TO COLLIDE WITH THE TURNBUCKLE!
Stew-O: BRAE moved out of the way in near enough time, a perfect event for the Imperial Symphony! But now, he follows up– GRABBING CHRIS ELITE FROM BEHIND, AND HE LOOKS TO HIT HIM WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! WHICH CONNECTS! BRAE spikes the Hall Of Famer on the ground, as he quickly pulls himself up.. you can see that BRAE is slow to move his way up, but this is via proximity of what happened against Vincent. Chris Elite is down however, and BRAE sees this as an opportunity written in gold!
Jake Mercer: He motions for Chris Elite to get up, signifying he rises to his feet as immediately as possible! Though slower after being dropped by the German Suplex, Chris Elite makes it up.. AND BRAE CHARGES AT HIM, LOOKING FOR A BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE- BUT CHRIS ELITE CATCHES HIM! AND A SITOUT POWERBOMB CONNECTS!!!! ELITE HAS THE PIN CONTINUED!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THR–
Flannery McCoy: A KICK OUT FROM BRAE! He got himself into a brutal situation there, as Chris Elite made just the perfect combination! So far this match has been Chris Elite on the onslaught, and BRAE has yet to be able to find his focus! But Chris Elite is not slowing down here, he immediately grabs BRAE up from the ground. He quickly takes a step back, creating some distance from BRAE– AS HE LOOKS FOR A DISCUS CLOTHESLINE! BUT BRAE WASN’T THERE FOR IT, HE INSTEAD GOT CHRIS ELITE, AND DRILLED HIM BACK FIRST INTO THE MAT WITH A URANAGE! BRAE QUICKLY TAKES ZERO TIME, FALLING TO THE GROUND FOR THE COVER ON CHRIS ELITE! ALL HIS WEIGHT COVERING HIM!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THRR–
Jake Mercer: BUT ELITE KICKS OUT! BRAE pushed all of his weight and momentum on the Hall Of Famer, and it worked out amazingly for him at first! But now the situation has flipped back over. BRAE slowly pulls himself off the mat, as he pushes up.. he falls back into the ropes, but he catches his weight fast enough! Chris Elite is on the apron now, as he gingerly pulls himself up. BRAE makes his way over to the apron, grabbing Elite– LOOKING FOR THE TEN BEATS OF BRAE!
Flannery McCoy: BUT CHRIS ELITE ISN’T ALLOWING IT, AS HE BEGINS FIGHTING BACK AND DENYING EVERY PLAUSIBLE OPPORTUNITY! AND HE SENDS A FOREARM DIRECTLY ONTO HIS JAW! BRAE stumbles backwards, as Chris Elite– ONCE AGAIN TRYING TO GO UP HIGH! A SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE COMES DOWN ONTO BRAE– WHO CATCHES HIM! AND THROWS ELITE ACROSS THE RING WITH A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!
Stew-O: MY OH MY. BRAE caught him and shifted all of his weight against him! Now both men fall down on the ground. Chris Elite is in the corner, as BRAE rolled out and onto the apron. Both men are showing will to win, and hope to outmatch the other! It has been one true performance here. BRAE is sitting on the apron, trying to get himself realigned with everything. But he looks at Chris Elite in the corner.. BRAE re-enters the ring now, as he walks over to Chris Elite… the man who holds the New Breed Championship lifts his opponent up in the corner and… A HUGE KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO THE CHEST OF CHRIS ELITE! BRAE HIT HIM SO HARD, IT STUNG HIS HAND! YOU CAN EVEN SEE THAT! BUT BRAE DOES IT AGAIN– AND THE CHOP TO THE CHEST OF CHRIS ELITE CONNECTS ONCE MORE!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE is delivering a vicious onslaught of chops to his opponent, as he revs up once more! There is no doubt that these men are going to have welts on their chest when they get done. BRAE looks at his hand, as he is spiritually putting all his force and energy behind it! AND WITH CHRIS ELITE IN THE CORNER, HE SENDS THE MOST VICIOUS CHOP POSSIBLE SAILING! BUT CHRIS ELITE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY, AND BRAE SMASHES HIS HAND DIRECTLY INTO THE TURNBUCKLE!!!!
Stew-O: BRAE holds his hand in pain, as Chris Elite narrowly saved himself! But BRAE isn’t hesitant to slow down, he grabs Chris Elite.. LOOKING TO HIT A GERMAN SUPLEX AGAIN! BUT CHRIS ELITE FIGHTS BACK WITH AN ELBOW DIRECTLY ONTO BRAE’S CHIN! BRAE stumbles backwards.. AND THIS TIME HE GETS HIM WITH THE DISCUS CLOTHESLINE!
Jake Mercer: AND BRAE GOES DOWN AND ROLLS OUT OF THE RING! Not giving Chris Elite the opportunity to pin him is smart! But this opened up a whole nother can of worms for the New Breed Champion. As Elite is looking for yet again; ANOTHER SUICIDE DIVE TO THE OUTSIDE! He busted one out earlier in the match, but as we exit to the outside again.. this is seemingly perfect! CHRIS ELITE ASCENDS TOWARDS BRAE WHO IS RISING TOWARDS HIS FEET, BUT AS HE GETS INTO THE MIDDLE ROPE, A FOREARM TO THE FACE GETS HIM OFF TUNE! BRAE CONNECTED RIGHT ON THE JAW!! CHRIS ELITE FALLS INTO THE RING, BUT WAIT; BRAE GETS ON THE APRON– AND HITS CHRIS ELITE WITH THE “10 BEATS OF BRAE”. A LITTLE BIT DIFFERENT THAN USUAL BUT IT’S STILL WORKING!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
TEN!
Flannery McCoy: AND THEY ALL CONNECT! BRAE lets go of Chris Elite, as he falls directly into the ring, BRAE wastes zero time entering the ring now… The New Breed Champion is feeling something fierce. He is stomping his foot on the mat, and bringing his body back to life in some type of rigamortis! BRAE is looking for MORRIGAN! AS CHRIS ELITE RISES UP TO HIS FEET, AND THE BRAE COMES FLYING AT HIM, BUT ELITE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY, AS BRAE SMASHES BOOT FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE!
Stew-O: BRAE couldn’t control the speed and velocity he was moving at, holding his leg! you can see visible discomfort in his eyes. BRAE puts some pressure on his leg, as he forces himself to turn around– AND CHRIS ELITE COMES FLYING IN WITH THE “OPEN YA MATA”!!! THE KNEE RIGHT ON THE FACE OF BRAE TAKES HIM OUT! CAN CHRIS ELITE WIN THIS RIGHT HERE, AS HE HOOKS THE LEG!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Flannery McCoy: BRAE GETS THE SHOULDER UP! But now the situation is perfect for Chris Elite! going over to the corner- and oh dear! Revving that forearm up, Chris Elite calls this one “Slime You Out”! A vicious forearm strike to the back of the neck! BRAE has no idea what he is about to witness for his viewing! He slowly elevates himself into perfect positioning for Chris Elite! AS HE CHARGES FORWARD WITH THE MOVE—
Stew-O: BUT BRAE COLLAPSES IN THE KNICK OF TIME, AND CHRIS ELITE MEETS NO ONE THERE! BRAE GOT LUCKY! He had a rude awakening waiting for him, but he just collapsed from the exhaustion! Even Chris Elite can’t believe what just happened right now, as he looks at BRAE slowly gets off the apron, and he is on the outside! BUT CHRIS ELITE IS QUICK, AND HE HITS BRAE WITH A DIVING CROSSBODY TO THE OUTSIDE! BOTH COMPETITORS ARE DOWN!
Jake Mercer: Both men collide to the outside, as Chris Elite slowly pulls himself up.. he puts his body on the line in a risk that paid off! Now throwing his opponent into the ring, he quickly enters. He looks at BRAE who slowly rises up to his knee, the New Breed Champion looks as if he is nowhere to even be found.. AS HE THROWS THE “BOX OFFICE SMASH” TOWARDS THE FACE OF BRAE, BUT BRAE MANAGES TO GRAB THE FOOT OF CHRIS ELITE AS FAST AS POSSIBLE!
Flannery McCoy: BEFORE LIFTING CHRIS ELITE UP, THE RAW STRENGTH OF BRAE, AS HE DRILLS HIM WITH A POWERBOMB! BRAE escapes a narrow fate, but he cannot capitalize to immediately make the cover, but now he crawls and drapes the arm over!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THRREEEEE-
Stew-O: AND CHRIS ELITE KICKS OUT! BRAE thought he had that one in the bag, but other plans were deterred. BRAE looks exhausted in the corner. He slowly sets there as he is making an attempt to lift himself up, using the ropes- BRAE lifts himself up. But he very slowly makes his way over to Chris Elite! Chris is crawling after that powerbomb, as he slowly makes his way over to the turnbuckle. BRAE suddenly lifts him up, and shoves him into the turnbuckle!
Jake Mercer: AND THEN HERE AT THE MACHINE GUN CHOPS FROM BRAE! A RAPID SYMPHONY OF CHOPS FROM THE IMPERIAL SYMPHONY, AS THE NEW BREED CHAMPION IS JUST HAMMERING AWAY AT CHRIS ELITE! Finally, after what feels like forever, BRAE stops. And he snap mares Elite out of the corner!
Flannery McCoy: Very vicious from BRAE, but it is about to get a whole lot more vicious! He stands in the corner, getting himself and the rest of the crowd pumped. THE RED DEATH IS SOON UNDERWAY! BRAE IS FIRING HIMSELF UP IMMENSELY, AS HE IS AWAITING CHRIS ELITE TO RISE! …BRAE SWIFTLY RUSHES AT CHRIS ELITE, LEAPING IN THE AIR– BUT HE COMES CRASHING DOWN ON HIS FOREARM AS CHRIS ELITE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! The awareness paying suit, but you can see BRAE tending to that forearm pretty badly after such a brutal ending! That one will hurt in the morning is all that I am going to say about that. Chris Elite catches a lucky break, as this match is more than far from over!
Jake Mercer: Chris Elite does not have any idea how close he was to disaster. But to his fortune, BRAE missed. And now that forearm? It looks immensely in pain, as BRAE might have even injured it in the fall! Chris Elite slowly pulls himself up, as BRAE is doing the same. His arm is in pain, but BRAE ignores it. AND HE RUSHES AT CHRIS ELITE AGAIN- BUT A BIG BOOT FROM CHRIS ELITE INTO BRAE’S INJURED ARM! BRAE stumbles back in intense pain!
Flannery McCoy: AS CHRIS ELITE TRIES FOR “OPEN YA MATA” AGAIN, BUT BRAE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY, CHRIS ELITE REBOUNDS OFF THE ROPES! AND BRAE HITS CHRIS ELITE WITH A CHOP BLOCK TO THE BACK OF THE LEG! CHRIS ELITE IS DOWN, BUT WAIT A SECOND, BRAE GETS HIM INTO A SINGLE LEGGED BOSTON CRAB!
Stew-O: PAIN IS LOFTY IN THE FACE OF CHRIS ELITE. YOU CAN SEE HIM STRUGGLING IMMENSE! CAN HE REACH THE BOTTOM ROPE? IT FEELS LIKE A MILLION MILES AWAY! BRAE is gritting his teeth, as you can see some struggle with that arm! But he is trying to keep Chris Elite tight in that ring! Chris is trying to ease the pain, and make an attempt to crawl… BRAE is hanging on tight, but you can see his arm starting to be an issue here! Elite drags him along, as The Hall Of Famer is trying to reach the finish line! That being the bottom rope! The struggle… the focus… Chris Elite reaches out—
Flannery McCoy: BUT BRAE BRINGS HIM BACK INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, BUT CHRIS ELITE IS TAKING ADVANTAGE! HE SHIFTS BRAE AROUND AND REFUSES FOR IT TO BE APPLIED! AND HE HITS HIM ON THE INJURED ARM. BRAE’S FOCUS IS ALERTED BACK TO THE AGONIZING PAIN THAT ARM IS IN- AND CHRIS ELITE PULLS HIM INTO AN INSIDE CRADLE! BRAE’S SHOULDERS ARE DOWN, CAN CHRIS ELITE TAKE IT RIGHT HERE?
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE–
Flannery McCoy: NO! BRAE GOT OUT BEFORE THE COUNT COULD CONNECT!! CHRIS ELITE CAN’T BELIEVE IT ALMOST!
Jake Mercer: Psychically, both men are absolutely gassed in that ring right now. BRAE is gassed, Elite is gassed. But the conditioning of this match was blown out of proportion long ago! This has been very physical. And whilst BRAE sits there in the corner, his opponent Chris Elite is trying to take advantage! Elite pulls himself up using the turnbuckle.. as he looks at BRAE in the middle of the ring.. he is figuring out what it’s going to take to put him down, but whatever it takes.. he’ll hopefully find it! And that may happen right here, Chris Elite is loading in for the “BOX OFFICE SMASH” ONCE MORE! THE NEW BREED CHAMPION RISES TO HIS FEET, AND CHRIS ELITE CONNECTS- NO! BRAE FALLS DOWN AND ROLES OUT OF THE RING!
Stew-O: Smart from BRAE, but it doesn’t free him completely! Chris Elite leaves the ring now, hopping off the apron. He looks at BRAE who is resting against our announce table..! BRAE is trying his hardest to remain held up, but he just can’t find that fight! AND BANG! CHRIS ELITE SMASHES BRAE’S FACE ON THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! BRAE trips and falls over and onto the barricade! The momentum that powers behind BRAE being a hefty one.. as Elite makes his way over; AND HE HITS HIM FACE FIRST ON THE BARRICADE! BRAE ALMOST FALLS DOWN, BUT IS KEEPING HIMSELF UP BY HOLDING THE APRON! BUT CHRIS ELITE SMASHES HIS FACE AGAINST THE APRON NOW! AND BRAE FALLS DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE went on a tour around the ring, and it culminated with a face bashed against the apron! But now Chris Elite has a chance! He gets BRAE and throws the champion into the ring! He has attempted every nook and cranny in this match. Maybe there is one more attempt to be had! Chris Elite; much to the shock and awe of everyone in the arena…. IS GOING UP TO THE TOP ROPE! HE IS “AIMIN’ FOR THE MOON”!! IF HE CAN PULL THIS OFF, HE MAY BE ABLE TO SECURE THE VICTORY! AND CHRIS ELITE MOVES OFF THE TOP ROPE—
Stew-O: BUT BRAE ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY AND CHRIS ELITE SMASHED AGAINST THE CANVAS! CHRIS ELITE HASN’T BEEN ABLE TO CONNECT WITH ANY OF HIS BIG MOVES, AS BRAE HASN’T ALLOWED HIM!
Jake Mercer: AND NOW BRAE, IS SLOWLY GETTING UP IN THE ROPES. THIS IS THE SHOT FOR THE NEW BREED CHAMPION, A DAZED CHRIS ELITE LIKE NONE OTHER! YOU HAVE TO BE ABLE TO PULL YOUR BIGGEST MOVE OFF HERE. NO DOUBT ABOUT IT, AS BRAE LUNGES FORWARD LOOKING TO PUT THE LIGHTS OF CHRIS ELITE OUT WITH.. “MORRIGAN”!! BUT BRAE MISSES THE MOVE, AS HE TURNS AROUND– AND “HEADSHOT” THE PELEE KICK FROM ELITE CONNECTS ONTO BRAE, CAN HE WIN THIS ONE RIGHT HERE AS HE COLLAPSES INTO THE COVER!?!?
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—
Stew-O: BUT BRAE GOT THE SHOULDER UP. OH MY GOODNESS! Neither man has been able to connect with a big move. Neither man has been able to outsmart the other! They have been going blow for blow here! BRAE and Chris Elite have to find some kind of stoppage to one another! And currently the ball swings in the favor of Elite! But he isn’t making anything move quick. He is taking advantage of the slower pace.. and he is affording himself that necessary recovery time!
Flannery McCoy: AS HE’S NOW LOOKING TO THE SKIES! HE’S GOING THROUGH THE APRON & CLIMBING HIMSELF UPWARD TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!! Chris Elite’s got a big opportunity here to put BRAE down and score a victory over the New Breed Champion!!! He’s aligning himself accordingly as HE MAY BE LOOKING FOR ‘AIMIN’ FOR THE MOON’—
Jake Mercer: BRAE WITH A DESPERATE ENZIGURI WITH HIS HAND ON THE ROPE TO ASSIST HIMSELF! He catches Chris right across his temple as he’s now stunned!!! BRAE’s now shifting Chris around, and he’s looking to put Chris Elite down in a bad way here as he’s getting his arm around his waist… PERHAPS ABLE TO CONNECT WITH THE BACK BODY DROP FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Stew-O: BUT CHRIS FIGHTS BACK! REPEATED ELBOWS DOWN ONTO THE BACK OF BRAE’S HEAD!! BRAE is forced to fall back down onto the mat as now Chris has given himself much needed room to breathe again! He’s looking to readjust his positioning here and—WHAT THE?!??
Flannery McCoy: BRAE SHOOTS BACK UP TO THE TOP WITH CHRIS—OH MY GOD!!! TOP ROPE GERMAN SUPLEX SENDS CHRIS ELITE ACROSS THE RING!!!! HE’S LAID OUT ON THE MAT AS BRAE’S CLUTCHING HIS OWN BAD ARM AS HE’S FIGHTING THROUGH THE PAIN, DRAGGING HIMSELF UP AND TRYING TO KEEP HIMSELF PUSHING!
Jake Mercer: HIS ARM IS A PROBLEM BUT BRAE IS DOING EVERYTHING HE CAN! HE’S GOT HIS EYES SET ON CHRIS ELITE WHILE HE’S LAID OUT!!!! THIS MATCH HAS BEEN ONE TO REMEMBER AS HE’S LOOKING TO CLOSE THIS OUT… RUSHING TOWARD CHRIS ELITE AND LEAPING TOWARD HIM WITH ‘RED DEATH’!!!!!
Stew-O: CHRIS ELITE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!!! BRAE CLUTCHES HIS OWN ARM AS IT’S NAILED THE ROUGH CANVAS WITH FORCE!! HE’S MOTIONING BACK UP AND TURNING—INTO ‘BOX OFFICE SMASH’!!! HOUSE CALL!!! CHRIS ELITE GOT HIM!!!
Flannery McCoy: BUT CHRIS ELITE ISN’T SATISFIED! HE WANTS BRAE TO BE PUT DOWN FOR A DEFINITIVE VICTORY!! HE CLIMBS BACK UP TO THE TOP, AND BRAE IS REACHING UPWARD AS HE’S SHOWING HE’S REFUSING TO REMAIN DOWN & OUT, SEEING THIS BATTLE THROUGH—
Jake Mercer: AS ‘AIMIN’ FOR THE MOON’ CONNECTS!!!!! CHRIS ELITE WENT FOR IT ALL AND SUCCEEDED! HE KEEPS HIMSELF DRAPED OVER BRAE!!!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…. CHRISSSSS ELITE!!!
Flannery McCoy: THE EAW HALL OF FAMER PICKS UP THE WIN! What a match from both men tonight as they certainly went all out and put on their own clinic! The New Breed Champion gave an immense fight to Chris Elite, proving himself as a competitor just as much regardless of the loss tonight!
Jake Mercer: Gotta agree, hell of a bout! BRAE dished out his own measure of offense & grit as he was facing off with a very accomplished veteran who wanted to see if he could hang with the new crop of elitists that roam EAW today!
Stew-O: And he most certainly got the answer he was looking for, a fantastic outing for the main event of Dynasty tonight as BRAE put up the fight, but there’s one man standing tall. Congratulations to Chris Elite, and thank you for joining us right here on Dynasty. See you next week!
(‘Invincible’ can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as Chris Elite is able to stand up slowly, breathing heavily with an arm around his own abdomen as the referee raises his hand in victory. Chris nods to himself, satisfied with the victory as BRAE sits at the corner, sporting a slight smirk while glancing toward Chris, slightly disappointed yet pleased with the match they just had as Dynasty would fade out from there.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
