(EAW intro plays.)
(Friday Night Dynasty intro plays. Once it finishes, a recap of Territorial Invasion Nights One and Two plays out in the Dynasty side of things: BRAE defeats Chiyo Gedo to retain the EAW New Breed Championship. Diamond Dixon emerges victorious in the women’s triple threat showcase against Holly Arrow and Aria Lestrade. Daniella Atlas wins the Specialists Championship triple threat match, beating Raeangel Guzman and KASAI. Saori Aizen wins in Divide and Conquer. On night two, SOSA Henderson wins Brand Warfare by last eliminating Cy Henderson and Limmy Monaghan at the same time. Hans Grayson retains the EAW Interwire Championship against Kirk Redwood. The Jaded Hearts retain the EAW Unified Tag Team Championships against Fire and Ice. In the main event, Team Showdown consisting of Milli Banks, Veena Adams, and Bronson Daniels, win after Joso makes an appearance and attacks Myles.)
(After the recap ends, a live shot of Dynasty at the Wukesong Arena in Beijing, China is shown off. Then, inside, it’s a packed crowd as all of the seats are filled to the brim with enthusiastic fans. Pyro goes off and after more shots are shown off of the crowd, we transition over to the commentary team.)
Stew-O: Ladies and gentlemen, we—
Jake Mercer: — WE GOT COOKED! COOKED!! WE LOST EVERYTHING!!!
Flannery McCoy: Well, not everything, seeing as how Saori Aizen won Divide and Conquer and Daniella Atlas is the new Specialists Champion—
Jake Mercer: WE’RE WASHED!!! WASHED!!!!! BRONSON DANIELS IS A WAR GAMES WINNER!!! MY GOAT CY HENDERSON GOT DISRESPECTED WITH THE STACKED PIN!!! IT IS OFFICIALLY OVER!!! DYNASTY IS NO MORE!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Flannery McCoy: 🤦🏼♀️
Stew-O: … Like I was saying, welcome everyone to Friday Night Dynasty! And while our brand did miss out on some big wins, no, this does not mean this is the end of us, far from it.
(Jake Mercer continues to sob and act like a massive drama queen.)
Flannery McCoy: Oh, brother. We might as well get the show started before the viewers click off all thanks to Jake’s sniveling over here.
(The camera switches over to the stage as ‘Sweet Home Alabama’ by Lynyrd Skynyrd hits. Kensingten Calhoun-Astor and Richard Grant come on out, and by the looks on their faces, they aren’t exactly the most pleased.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing at this time the Dynasty general managers… Richard Grant and Kensingten Calhoun-Astor!
(Kensingten and Richard get in the ring and they immediately demand microphones from the nearby ringside crew. Their theme fades, and Richard leans up against the top rope, shaking his head. Kensingten stands, pursed lips and all.)
Crowd: :lupe:
(After a moment, Richard gets off of the ropes and he looks around, not bothering to contain his disappointed sigh.)
Richard Grant: Well… where do I even begin?
(Kensingten shakes her own head.)
Richard Grant: Last weekend, Territorial Invasion was supposed to mark our dominance as the premiere brand in all of Elite Answers Wrestling. Last year was a wonderful showing for this brand as Dynasty won the most matches out of all three shows. Our talent did right by us. They stood firm. Stood proud. And so, heading into this event, we thought that it should’ve been easy for them to replicate the exact same success that they did and reinforce this idea that when it comes to us, we are the best. No question about it.
(Richard scowls.)
Richard Grant: However, that was not the case.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: It was absolutely horrendous. Just about every interpromotional match save for Divide and Conquer and the Specialists Championship match did not go our way. At the very least, we can congratulate Saori Aizen and Daniella Atlas for getting the job done, even if we may not be particularly fond of the former, but at the same time… two wins? Really? Is that the best this show can do? This wasn’t what we imagined when Richard and I meticulously went over who we wanted to be a part of this brand for the draft. We thought we had winners. Instead, we have nothing more than a bunch of inept losers who seem to have forgotten that they were representing us, and the worst part is? We couldn’t at least have mustered up a win in either Brand Warfare or War Games.
Richard Grant: I don’t even know what to say. I mean, Brand Warfare was just absolutely abhorrent. I don’t think I have ever seen someone eliminate two people at the same time, and I wish I could stand here and say that Cy Henderson was the one who got the job done, but it wasn’t. It was the thug one who pinned him and Limmy Monaghan! How on Earth could that have happened?! It was like one guy single handedly destroyed both of them!
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Ugh… the less I think about that ending sequence, the better. That was already humiliating as is, but then War Games happened.
(That’s when Kensingten and Richard became very displeased.)
Richard Grant: That was absolutely our match to win. No question about it. New Eden were the heavy favorites for a reason, and Myles was one second away from winning the match before someone came on in and screwed it up for everyone.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: And thanks to that certain someone, that pity show known as Showdown got to break their curse at our expense!
Richard Grant: I am appalled. Bamboozled. Befuddled! In all my days I have never seen such crap like that happen! Dynasty should be standing here with at least a War Games win underneath our belt, but thanks to Joso, that isn’t the case!
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Everything that could go wrong went wrong. But you know what? We will address all of that later on. First, as we mentioned earlier, Saori Aizen was able to win Divide and Conquer for Dynasty. She can be proud of that. Seeing as how she was one of two people who ACTUALLY got the job done for this brand, she will be rewarded by facing the newly-crowned Specialists Champion Daniella Atlas at House of Glass.
(The fans cheer for this.)
Richard Grant: Two title matches in three months. Hopefully she doesn’t choke this one like her people seem to be good at doing.
(Richard scoffs and continues.)
Richard Grant: As for everyone else? You are all in big trouble. Rebel Nation 2.0, you guys had one job and you crapped the bed spectacularly. At the very least you five can take comfort in knowing you aren’t the only ones. I swear to God that you guys aren’t gonna be here for much longer. Kensingten and I have been looking at doing some roster shakeups, and honestly, that may be the way to go because what happened last week was completely unacceptable. We are supposed to be the best, but I guess you truly can’t trust a relic of a past to lead the future. At least we won’t be making the same mistake again. Serious changes are going to come, I tell ya.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: And as far as the War Games situation goes, I hope no one really thought that we were going to allow that to happen without any repercussions whatsoever. So, Joso, I suggest you hurry the hell up and get on out here, because we have a massive bone to pick with you in particular.
(Kensingten and Richard turn to the stage. Then, ‘2024’ by Playboi Carti hits. Joso comes on out, smirking and nonchalant, high-fiving some of the more enthusiastic fans as the crowd chants for him. The positive reception only serves to further get underneath the managers’ skins. Joso gets in the ring, already having a mic of his own in his hand.)
Joso: Sup? :troll:
Richard Grant: Don’t you “sup” us, boy! Do you know what you have done?!
(Joso looks around for a bit before shrugging.)
Joso: I simply handled business?
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Business? Business?! Is THAT what you want to call it?! Because thanks to you, you screwed this brand out of a guaranteed win it was going to get! Now we have to deal with Bronson Daniels parading around like he’s some kind of winner and tomorrow, Showdown is no doubt going to treat this whole thing like they’re the Mighty Ducks, patting themselves on the back for a win they SIMPLY DID NOT DESERVE!
Joso: Okay? And? Territorial Invasion ain’t going anywhere, is it?
(Richard and Kensingten stare at him in disbelief.)
Richard Grant: Okay, all of this sass and back talk isn’t going to work.
Joso: Respectfully, Richard, I’m just keeping it real. It ain’t the end of the world. Besides, why should I care about brand pride when all of that is gonna be thrown out the window anyways? We’re all gonna be beefing and proving who’s the best, so that sort of phony stuff isn’t gonna last. I’m definitely not gonna share some sort of brand camaraderie for a group that was led by a guy who has the title that I want more than anything else. They lost? Boo-hoo. Who cares? Ain’t the first time New Eden bombed as a team at Territorial Invasion anyways, so I’m sure this pill they’re swallowing isn’t as bitter as y’all are making it out to be.
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Bombed? They lost because of you, you ignorant idiot!
Joso: Only person who fits that description is you.
(Kensingten looks aghast at that.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: I beg your pardon?!
Joso: I mean, imagine not giving me a match or something to do as consolation for Andre Walker doing what he does best and disappointing people. I’m the King of Elite. I’m arguably the biggest face of your brand, even ahead of your own world champion. Surely y’all should’ve figured I was gonna leave my mark one way or another? So really, y’all have no one to blame but yourselves. I wasn’t gonna sit at home while everyone else got the spotlight, nah, nah, that ain’t how I roll. I’m Joso baby, and you can never overlook me. That’s why I went out there and did what I did. And guess what? I don’t have any regrets about it.
Richard Grant: No regrets, huh?
Joso: None whatsoever.
Richard Grant: … Okay. Cool. Well, since you’re a selfish little jackass who only cares about your own motives and can’t stifle your ego for one weekend, how about we go ahead and suspend you?
(Suddenly, Joso’s nonchalant demeanor folds. He raises a brow.)
Joso: What?
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: You heard him. What you did isn’t going to be tolerated. You can have your own decisions and actions, but there are also consequences, and right now, Joso, you are experiencing that for yourself. That title match at House of Glass?
(She steps forward, getting into his face.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: Is canceled.
(The crowd boos.)
Joso: Wait, what?! Canceled?! You can’t do that! I earned that opportunity!
Richard Grant: Well, not anymore! It’s done! Now get the hell out of our ring!
(Joso is in disbelief. The fans aren’t happy either. More boos pour out from them, but Richard and Kensingten remain firm in their share decision. Joso shakes his head and looks to leave, realizing that there is nothing that he can do…)
(… Until ‘Enemy Strike’ by Yuki Hasashi hits.)
(Joso, Richard and Kensingten whip their heads toward the stage where Myles comes out, holding a microphone. The world heavyweight champion stops by ringside, where he speaks up and his music fades.)
Myles: That won’t be necessary.
(Richard and Kensingten look confused.)
Richard Grant: Excuse me?
Myles: Think about it. Is forcing Joso to sit at home really going to solve things? I’m upset about how War Games went, don’t get me wrong, but what does suspending him actually accomplish? You’re essentially letting him off the hook.
(Myles’ eyes slightly narrow at Joso.)
Myles: And quite frankly, after the stunt he pulled, he should understand the true weight of his decisions.
(Joso shakes his head, chuckling.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: But he screwed up. He shouldn’t be rewarded with a title match!
Myles: But is it really that much of a reward when he has all the chance in the world to lose? Especially after what he’s done, him losing to me would really weigh on him. I personally think that’s more of an ultimate punishment than anything else. But, if you guys are going to be stubborn in your decision… then I’ll personally boycott the event.
(The crowd reacts loudly to that. Kensingten and Richard look shocked.)
Richard Grant: Wait, whoa, whoa, whoa, you don’t need to be doing that!
Myles: Then let the match proceed. Let me face Joso in Glass Wallz.
(Kensingten and Richard look to one another, not liking the idea whatsoever. However, if it meant stopping Myles from boycotting the show…)
Kensingten Calhoun-Astor: … alright, fine. Joso and Myles for the World Heavyweight Championship will commence as intended.
(The fans explode into a burst of cheers. Joso has a smug smirk on his face.)
Richard Grant: I really don’t like this, I’m not going to lie… but if this is truly what you want, Myles, then we aren’t going to argue against it. So be it.
Myles: Thank you.
(Myles then brings his attention back over to Joso.)
Myles: As for you? Don’t see this as a favor. I said it before that if any challenger of mine were to be stifled or not face me, then that wouldn’t be becoming of me as the standard bearer for this brand. Just like how you wanted to be selfish last weekend, I’m being just as selfish right now. You aren’t going to win at House of Glass, Joso, and falling to me will be the best form of karma I could ever give to you.
Joso: Oh, word? If you say so. But Myles…
(Joso gets close to the ropes, eyeing him down.)
Joso: … you forgot that when I shoot, I don’t miss.
(Myles lets out a faint chuckle.)
Myles: I’d argue you already have, but you’ll see for yourself soon enough.
(Joso and Myles stare at each other. Kensingten and Richard remain displeased, but it is what it is. The final shot alternates between Joso and Myles before Dynasty heads to commercials.)
(A commercial plays for House of Glass, with Myles defending the EAW World Heavyweight Championship against Joso inside of Glass Wallz.)
(The scene fades back to ringside where Mikhaila Barra is already inside the ring. She has ‘Monaco’ by Bad Bunny playing in the background.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULE FOR ONE FALL —
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST…ALREADY IN THE RING…FROM DALLAS, TEXAS…SHE IS ‘LETHAL ADDER’…MIKHAILA BARRA!!!!!
Stew-O: Mikhaila Barra seems more than ready for this match against Clayton Golde! I think that she would love nothing more than to knock him down a peg. I mean, the same could be said about her!
Flannery McCoy: Mikhaila Barra is looking to turn her luck around! She wants to bring nothing more than pride to her family name! She plans to do that at the expense of Clayton Golde! I hope she does, honestly!
Jake Mercer: She has a tough task ahead of her! Clayton Golde has been doing his part to climb up the ranks of the Dynasty brand! He’s got ALL of this clout! Being in this match, might as well bring Mikhaila’s stock up!
(‘Betty [Get Money] by Yung Gravy comes out as Clayton Golde comes out with his new iPhone 16 Pro! He seems to be doing an Instagram live stream as he seems so focused on that.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING HER OPPONENT…FROM AN UNDISCLOSED LOCATION IN ROMANIA…WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS… HE IS ‘THE GOLDEN GOD’…CLAYTON GOLDE!!!!!!
Stew-O: The man with the Midas touch – at least, that’s what he claims to be, but he is not looking to turn Mikhaila Barra into gold! He looks to use that spotlight for himself and climb to the top of the Dynasty brand!
Flannery McCoy: I cannot stand this guy. He is so full of himself. The arrogance just oozes out of him. It gets underneath my skin.
Jake Mercer: You’re a woman, so your opinion doesn’t matter!
(Flannery McCoy slaps the back of Jake Mercer’s head. This causes Jake’s headset to fall off as he holds the back of his head in pain.)
Flannery McCoy: Stop listening to those podcasts, Jake. I swear, you’ll be sounding like ‘DEDEDE MGOTW’ by next week.
Jake Mercer: I bet if Team Dynasty selected him, the match would have ended a long time ago! Just like this match, a woman like Mikhaila—
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: AND…MIKHAILA BARRA GOES RIGHT AFTER CLAYTON GOLDE! I DON’T THINK THAT CLAYTON WAS EXPECTING MIKHAILA TO GO INTO THIS MATCH, SWINGING AND THROWING PUNCHES! MIKHAILA MANAGES TO KNOCK HIM DOWN AS SHE CONTINUES TO THROW HER PUNCHES! CLAYTON IS SCREAMING FOR THE REFEREE TO PULL HER AWAY!
Flannery McCoy: Mikhaila Barra manages to get a couple of punches down before the referee manages to step in! That’s when Mikhaila manages to back away! She waits for Clayton Golde to get back to his feet! At the first sign of Clayton getting to his feet, Clayton manages to surprise her with a kick to the gut! Then, he manages to put her in a front headlock before turning away from the ropes and taking her down with a snap suplex! He goes for the cover!
ONE! TWO!
Jake Mercer: Mikhaila Barra with a kick out! Clayton Golde gets Mikhaila up to her feet by her hair! He grabs her by the arm before whipping her to one of the corners! Mikhaila’s back crashes to the corner as Clayton goes right after her with a big boot that sends her forward! Clayton manages to hook one of her arms before bringing her forward with a hip toss! Then, he manages to connect with another hip toss! THIS TIME AROUND, CLAYTON MANAGES TO HIP TOSS HER TO THE TURNBUCKLE! ‘THE 304’ IS WHAT CLAYTON LIKES TO CALL THAT! HE MANAGES TO MEET MIKHAILA UP ON THE TOP ROPE! BUT, MIKHAILA BEGINS TO JAB CLAYTON WITH ELBOWS TO THE GUT!
Stew-O: After a couple more jabs with the elbow, Clayton Golde manages to drop down from the turnbuckle! Mikhaila Barra manages to reposition herself up on that top rope! She is looking directly at Clayton before jumping off the turnbuckle and nailing Clayton in the face with a missile dropkick! Mikhaila goes for the cover!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTWWWWWWOOOO—
Flannery McCoy: Clayton Golde with the kick out! Mikhaila Barra gets to her feet as she connects with a standing armbar! She manages to turn Clayton around as Clayton tries to get himself to his feet! She connects with a spinning arm drag as Clayton goes crashing down! NOW, IT SEEMS LIKE MIKHAILA IS GOING TO APPLY THE ARMBAR ON CLAYTON! SHE IS LOOKING FOR A QUICK VICTORY HERE! CLAYTON MANAGES TO ROLL HIS BODY TOWARDS MIKHAILA AS HE ROLLS HER UP! IS HE GOING TO SNEAK AWAY WITH THE VICTORY HERE?!?!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTWWWWWOOOOO—
Jake Mercer: Mikhaila Barra manages to kick out! She rolls back to her feet as Clayton Golde rolls back to his feet! Clayton goes for a kick to the gut! But, Mikhaila manages to catch his foot before she could feel that! Now, we see Clayton who is trying to ease Mikhaila, so that she places his foot down! Mikhaila gives it a second or two before she gently places his foot down! But, she doesn’t give Clayton a chance to process the situation as she manages to connect with a spinning back fist as that takes him back to the horizontal set of ropes! She pulls Clayton in a front headlock before connecting with a ‘Snake Bite’ the sudden and vicious DDT drops Clayton down!
Stew-O: It seems like Mikhaila Barra is looking to end this match! It seems like she might be going for that Texas Cloverleaf! ‘Vipers Hug’ is what she likes to call it as Clayton Golde realizes that he is going to be in trouble! BEFORE MIKHAILA COULD LOCK IN THE MOVE, CLAYTON MANAGES TO CLUTCH TO THE BOTTOM ROPE AND ROLL HIMSELF OUT OF THE RING! THIS ONLY SEEMS TO UPSET MIKHAILA, WHO HAS BEEN HAVING A HARD TIME WITH SECURING VICTORIES AS OF LATE! CLAYTON THOUGHT THAT HE WAS DOING THE SMART THING! BUT MIKHAILA MANAGES TO GO BACK, REBOUND HERSELF OFF THE ROPES AND CONNECT WITH A TOPE CON HILO TO THE OUTSIDE AS SHE LANDS ON CLAYTON —
Flannery McCoy: CLAYTON GOLDE MANAGES TO COUNTER WITH A POWERBOMB AS HE SENDS MIKHAILA BARRA CRASHING ONTO THE APRON! Now, I bet that hurts! Mikhaila drops down instantly as Clayton manages to get her a straightened position before connecting with an uppercut as that sends her down! THEN, HE TURNS HER AROUND, SO THAT SHE’S FACING THE APRON AS HE GRABS THE BACK OF HER HEAD AND PROCEEDS TO SLAM HER FACE INTO THE APRON! :damn:
Jake Mercer: Clayton Golde is having fun rearranging her face! Mikhaila Barra is having her face smashed! She is doing everything she can to cover her face! But, Clayton has a good hold of her and is making that impossible! Then, he rolls her back onto the apron! He begins to connect with a series of punches to her face before rolling her back inside the ring! Clayton rolls himself back to the ring, shortly after! He waits for Mikhaila to rise back to her feet before nailing her with ‘The Brand Deal’ — his variation of the springboard stunner! But, Mikhaila manages to grab him by his waist and take him back with a German suplex!
Stew-O: BUT, CLAYTON GOLDE MANAGES TO LAND ON HIS FEET! MIKHAILA BARRA TURNS HERSELF AROUND AS CLAYTON CONNECTS WITH THAT ONE INCH PUNCH! BUT MIKHAILA MANAGES TO CATCH THAT PUNCH BEFORE IT COLLIDES WITH HER FACE! THEN, SHE MANAGES TO GRAB HIS ARM BEFORE SPINNING CLAYTON AROUND AS SHE LOOKS TO GO FOR THAT ‘BARRA CLUTCH’ — HER VARIATION OF THE COBRA CLUTCH, BUT CLAYTON IS NOW ALLOWING THAT TO HAPPEN! HE RACES FOR THE HORIZONTAL SET ROPE BEFORE GOING BACK AND NAILING HER WITH ‘THE BRAND DEAL’ AS SHE GOES DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: THEN, CLAYTON GOLDE MANAGES TO GET MIKHAILA BARRA INTO POSITION FOR A NECK BREAKER! BUT, HE DOESN’T GO FOR THAT! INSTEAD, HE MANAGES TO LEAP UP AND CONNECT WITH THAT REVERSE STUNNER! ‘C’EST LA VIE’ CONNECTS AS CLAYTON GOES FOR THE COVER! IS THIS GOING TO BE IT HERE?!?!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEE!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Betty [Get Money]’ plays once more as Clayton Golde rolls off of Mikhaila Barra. He seems more than satisfied with his victory as he forces the referee to raise his hand.)
Stephie Love: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH…CLAYTON GOLDE!!!!!
Jake Mercer: Clayton Golde secures the victory over Mikhaila Barra tonight! Clayton was not willing to give Mikhaila that free clout!
Stew-O: Mikhaila Barra put in an amazing effort to put down Clayton Golde! But, Clayton was a little too sly for her! He manages to connect with ‘The Brand Deal’ and then, ‘C’est La Vie’ and that was enough to put her away!
Flannery McCoy: I am just waiting for the day that someone knocks him down a peg! Unfortunately, that will not be tonight as he walks out victorious!
(Clayton continues to float and flaunt his victory before Dynasty fades elsewhere.)
(Friday Night Dynasty’s video feed fades backstage to the interviewer’s area, where Michael Belfort is standing alongside a member of Dynasty’s recent Brand Warfare team, Drake Armstrong! The Future doesn’t seem to be in a good mood as Michael Belfort speaks up.)
Michael Belfort: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, the former Interwire Champion… Drake Armstrong! Drake, we are now one week removed from Territorial Invasion; could you share your thoughts about how the match went?
Drake Armstrong: My thoughts on the match? Should it not be obvious, Belfort? I was burdened throughout the match; from the very start, Team Rebel Nation 2.0 was made with a majority of the members being naught but dead weight. We ended up with two members that actually managed to carry their weight, and it was the two that ended up fighting most of the match on their own after the other three dropped like worthless flies within minutes of each other.
Drake Armstrong: I am the least to blame for what happened at Territorial Invasion. While the captain and I both did OUR jobs, a share of the responsibility falls upon him for CHOOSING such insignificant gnats to be our partners to begin with. Do you realize just how far the two of us went with effectively little to no help at all? If we swapped just ONE of our worthless partners out for someone that actually has a hint of fire flickering within their heart, Dynasty would have had the match in the bag. We needn’t even consider what a force we would be if we replaced all three of those insects with worthwhile comrades.
Drake Armstrong: Let it not be said that I did not do my part; against all instincts, I held my silence when it came to my harsh critiques of Chris Elite. Against all instincts, I put my faith in someone with the intellect to make it far but the inconsistency to fumble every major match in the form of Shinzo Sasaki. Against all instincts, I even invited someone with as little upside as Vincent Mondrian into the sanctity of an Armstrong Training Facility. Because that is the hand that I was dealt thanks to the captain. I did everything I could to get all three of them into fighting shape, but in the end, THEY let me down and the captain’s selection turned out to be a horrific one-out-of-four success rate. The New Breeds, given the opportunity to make a name for themselves on the grand stage, showed the world that the potential they had to show was their potential to be EAW’s latest choke artists. And Chris, the ‘Hall of Famer’, the ‘former world champion’, with the opportunity to show the world that he can keep up with the new generation, turned out to be middle of the pack; I showed him up with a fraction of the experience. Thanks to THEM, I’m faced with another marquee loss that I did not DESERVE.
Michael Belfort: So you’re not taking any responsibility for the defeat?
Drake Armstrong: Absolutely not. Why should I? I put in more effort than ANYBODY. I had wrestlers from the enemy teams, within their promos, talking about how I was carrying Team Rebel Nation 2.0 and how they felt SORRY that I was burdened with the meaningless scum I had to endure partnerships with. I did not select the fumblers nor was I ONE of the fumblers; I played my part, seized an elimination, and was a major threat to the entire field until I got eliminated. As a result, I am the most blameless of them all. What a miserable affair. What a disappointing night for our brand. Our War Games team couldn’t even withstand interference from a trigger happy king.
Drake Armstrong: As a matter of fact, if I am pontificating over the state of affairs in this brand, I may as well bring up the miserable state of my old title, the Interwire Championship. After throwing away his morals to steal the gold from a superior champion, the Fire Heart has obfuscated the resplendence of my championship gold with his muddying presence; I mean, defending it against an ex-convict street rat like Kirk Redwood? How sorrowful it is, to have seen my gold stoop so low. Even without winning the title, the mere fact that someone like that got an opportunity at it sullies the value of a title that I imbued with greatness merely by having it wrapped around my waist.
(Suddenly, the camera panned over slightly to show Kirk Redwood walking down the hallway before stopping after having heard Drake speak of him in such a manner; with a disgruntled expression, he immediately walked into the interviewer’s area and got in Drake Armstrong’s face.)
Kirk Redwood: What the fuck did you just say about me, you little shit?
Drake Armstrong: Oh, this is just splendid, now I have to deal with your presence sullying MY air, too. What’s with the bravado, huh? Where’s this aggression coming from? It’s baseless; I lost at Territorial Invasion because I was saddled with worthless partners, but YOU failed of your own accord. You think you can do that and then try picking a fight with the man the current champion had to CHEAT to beat?
Michael Belfort: This can’t be good… security?
Kirk Redwood: Sounds like you’re trying to avoid the heat, Drake. I don’t respect cowardly pussies like you. You think you can just talk all that shit to an interviewer and then duck me when I show up in front of you? Keep my name out of your mouth, unless you want to walk home with a broken jaw. I’m in a bad enough mood because of what happened at Territorial Invasion, but making a punching bag out of you would help me get over it. Please, give me a reason to throw a punch. Anything to beat the shit out of a spoiled little brat like you.
Drake Armstrong: I’ll speak about whomever I please, you filthy peasant; unlike ignoble scum like you, my speech is not limited by ignorance. You speak against me, and you are seen as a fool; I speak against you, and that is seen as natural. Because I am NATURALLY superior to you in every way, shape, and form. Getting in my face does you no good when you’re punching this far above your paygrade. Don’t delude yourself into thinking you have anything to gain by losing to me. Since we’re already in China, you might as well cancel your flights and stay. I have many factories here that could use some extra laborers, you would be better suited doing that than ever stepping in the squared circle again.
(Tensions were rising as it seemed like Kirk Redwood had just about enough. He started leaning back as he was about to throw a punch, but before the two of them could come to blows, the arena security that Michael Belfort called rushed in and separated the two. They were dragged away from each other, albeit still hurling insults at each other. The interview segment faded back to ringside.)
(‘Ruffneck’ by MC Lyte begins to sound the speakers as the crowd has a mixed reception for Mio Inoue. Mio comes out, oozing confidence. She surveys the crowd before making her way down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!!
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM AOMORI, JAPAN… SHE IS
‘PANTHERESS’…MIO INOUE!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Here is Mio Inoue, who will be looking to make a name for herself in Elite Answers Wrestling. She plans to do that at the expense of Isaac Crow. Now, gravitated towards professional wrestling with street fights. Now, is it literal street fights or street fights in professional wrestling? Regardless, I think that she’ll be accustomed to what this company has to throw at her.
Flannery McCoy: Agreed, Stew! EAW and most specifically, the Dynasty brand will throw a lot of things. But, it begins with picking up victories and working with what is thrown in your direction. This is Mio’s opportunity to showcase herself with the GMs and show that she can be an asset to the Dynasty brand!
Jake Mercer: I’ve seen her stuff – in Japan and the United States! I think that she will bring a ton to the table! It’s all about just giving her the chance to do that! We need more Joshis in this company, so I hope that she makes EAW her mainstay here!
(‘Unreal’ by Chaoseum begins to replace ‘Ruffneck’ as Isaac Crow comes out in all of his eerie glory. He seems to be clearly focused on Mio Inoue, who is stretching her back against the ropes, making sure that the rope is secure and not flimsy.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING HER OPPONENT… FROM THE UNKNOWN..WEIGHING IN AT 225 POUNDS…HE IS ‘THE FALLEN ANGEL’…ISAAC CROW!!!!!
Stew-O: If there is any man who is eager to get a victory, it’s Isaac Crow. He’s been in situations that have prevented him from getting victories. You can tell that he’s giving it his all, but it hasn’t been enough. The adjustment period varies with all sorts of talent, but will this be the night where it all clicks with him?
Flannery McCoy: Isaac Crow has a fire lit underneath him. He is all about having a great match, but he will be willing to risk it all at the same time. He knows what a victory could mean for him. It could bring him closer to what he wants to accomplish here.
Jake Mercer: Isaac Crow is focused. He knows that he needs to get this win at some point. I think he has a good feeling about tonight!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(The bell rings as Isaac Crow and Mio Inoue are in the middle of the ring. Isaac Crow seems more than pumped, but he keeps it in a more reserved manner as he stares directly into Mio’s soul. Meanwhile, Mio is matching the intensity of the stare, but she is a lot more calm about it. She says a word or two. The audio manages to pick up on Isaac wanting her to deliver everything that she has to offer. Both of these Elitists want nothing more than a fight tonight.)
Stew-O: MIO INOUE MANAGES TO JAB HER THUMB INTO THE EYE OF ISAAC CROW! Isaac is caught off guard with that as Mio looks to take advantage of that! The referee is yelling at her! I think that could have been a disqualification there! Fortunately for Mio, it seems like the referee is being a bit flexible there as he looks to check to see if Isaac can continue on with this match! Isaac is holding onto his eye, temporarily blind for the time being. But, he scuffs as he somehow begins to regain his vision! ISAAC GOES RIGHT AFTER MIO AS HE TACKLES HER TO THE GROUND! HE BEGINS TO CONNECT WITH SOME STIFF LEFT AND RIGHT PUNCHES TO THE FACE BEFORE PICKING HER UP BY HER HAIR! HE CONNECTS WITH A HEADBUTT! AND ANOTHER ONE! AND ANOTHER ONE! HE MANAGES TO BACK MIO TO THE CORNER AS ISAAC BEGINS TO THROW SOME PUNCHES IN HER DIRECTION! MIO CONNECTS WITH ANOTHER THUMB TO THE EYE, CREATING A BIT OF SEPARATION! ONCE AGAIN, THE REFEREE IS YELLING AT HER!
Flannery McCoy: I feel like the referee is doing the whole “three strikes and you’re out” kind of situation with Mio. She’s new around here, so he’s trying to be as flexible with her as possible. Nothing wrong with her, but it’s these kinds of situations that may allow for someone to take advantage of the match and tilt it to their favor. But, it does its job, Stew and Jake! Isaac Crow is checking his eye! Hopefully, no blood vessels were torn this time around! But, he manages to go back a bit before running towards the corner! He looks to connect with a body splash, BUT MIO INOUE MANAGES TO GET HERSELF OUT OF THE CORNER ON TIME! ISAAC CRASHES ONTO THAT CORNER AS MIO CONNECTS WITH A KICK TO THE FACE OF ISAAC BEFORE GETTING HIM FROM UNDERNEATH HIS CHIN AND CONNECT WITH A SNAPMARE, TAKING HIM OUT OF THE CORNER! THEN, MIO FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A SOCCER KICK AS SHE MANAGES TO TAKE HIM TO HIS BACK! MIO WITH THE COVER!
ONE! TWO!
Jake Mercer Isaac Crow with a kick out! Mio Inoue manages to get on top of Isaac! She slams the back of his head a couple of times before getting him to his feet! She connects with a couple of headbutts! She nails him on the forehead before throwing him to the set of horizontal ropes! Isaac rebounds off of them and looks to nail Mio with a discus lariat! BUT, MIO DUCKS IT AS SHE RUNS TO THOSE SAME HORIZONTAL SET OF ROPES THAT ISAAC WAS AT! SHE JUMPS ONTO THOSE ROPES AND SPRINGBOARDS OFF OF THEM TO NAIL A ROUNDHOUSE KICK! BUT, ISAAC MANAGES TO CATCH HER FROM THIN AIR! I THINK THAT MIO MIGHT BE REGRETTING THAT MOVE AS SHE FINDS HERSELF IN A POSITION THAT SHE DOES NOT WANT TO BE IN! HE MANAGES TO TAKE HER BACK WITH A PUMP HANDLE SUPLEX AS HE TAKES HER BACK! SHE GETS THROWN TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING!
Stew-O: Mio Inoue slowly finds her way back to her feet as she clutches her lower back! Isaac Crow connects with a superkick as that takes her to one of the corners! Then, he goes for that body splash that he wanted to connect with a bit earlier! The impact of the body splash did not look pretty! She collapses to the mat as he begins to nail her with mudhole stomps to the gut! Over and over again, Isaac is connecting with those stiff stomps! A bit of that mean streak showing, but he needs to be calm here, so that he doesn’t want to risk disqualification! The referee begins to yell at Isaac and I think that he may need to begin his count here!
Referee: (off-mic) ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! BACK AWAY, ISAAC!
Flannery McCoy: Isaac Crow gives an intense stare before the referee steps aside as he grabs Mio Inoue up to her feet! He grabs her by her arm as he looks to whip her to the corner diagonally from them! BUT, MIO MANAGES TO COUNTER THAT WHIP AS SHE SENDS ISAAC TO THAT CORNER! MIO CONNECTS WITH A METEORA TO THE FACE OF ISAAC AS THAT SENDS HIM FORWARD! Mio manages to follow that up with a middle kick to the gut of Isaac! Then, she gets him in a front headlock before connecting with a tornado DDT! Mio looks to go for another pinfall attempt! She is hoping to end this match as quickly as possible!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Jake Mercer: Isaac Crow with a kick out! Mio Inoue rises to her feet as she picks up Isaac in a front headlock! She gets his leg before connecting with a leg hook swinging neck breaker! She likes to call that ‘Exorcist’s Neck’ as she manages to drop Isaac to the mat! The way that Isaac dropped to the floor might feel like it might be part of a horror movie! Mio is looking to wrap up this match as she manages to run up the turnbuckle, give it a little spin and connect with that enziguri that she likes to call ’12 Caliber!’ I saw this move when she was part of a wrestling company in Japan! I can’t name it on the top of my head, so I’ll be doing research on it after this match! But, the way she nails this enziguri is something insane! There’s no coming back from it!
Stew-O: BUT, ISAAC CROW CONNECTS WITH A SUPERKICK AS THAT DROPS HER DOWN INSTANTLY! ISAAC IS REFUSING TO BACK DOWN FROM THIS FIGHT! THAT DROPS HER DOWN LIKE A SACK OF FLOUR! ISAAC MANAGED TO USE THE MOMENTUM FROM THAT ENZIGURI AGAINST HER! HE MANAGES TO CATCH HER OUT OF NOWHERE WITH THAT SUPERKICK! HE WAITS FOR MIO INOUE TO GET BACK TO HER FEET BEFORE NAILING HER WITH A ‘COMATOSE’ — THE AXE HANDLE! BUT, SHE FINDS A WAY BACK TO HER FEET AS ISAAC HITS HER WITH ANOTHER ‘COMATOSE!’ THEN, AS HE SEES HER DOWN ON HER BACK! HE MANAGES TO GET TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AS HE LOOKS DOWN TO SEE IF SHE’S GOING TO MOVE! HE FLIES OFF THE TOP ROPE —
Flannery McCoy: BUT, MIO INOUE MANAGES TO ROLL OUT OF THE WAY! MIO MANAGED TO PLAY POSSUM LONG ENOUGH TO WAIT FOR THIS PARTICULAR MOMENT! SAAC CROW DROPS HIS FIST ONTO THE MAT! HE PROCEEDS TO YELL IN PAIN! THAT’S ONE OF THE LAST THINGS THAT HE WANTED TO HAPPEN TO HIM! MIO LOOKS TO CATCH HIM OFF GUARD WITH A BUZZSAW KICK! HE GETS TAKEN DOWN AS MIO LOOKS FOR THE COVER! COULD THIS BE IT HERE??!?!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Jake Mercer: Isaac Crow manages to kick out! You can see a bit of frustration building up on Mio Inoue’s face! But, she realizes what she needs to do! Mio finds a way back to her feet as she might be looking for that ’12 Caliber’ once more! She nails this move and I can’t imagine how Isaac manages to come back from that! She waits for Isaac to get to his feet once more before running to that turnbuckle, spinning and nailing that enziguri — BUT ISAAC MANAGES TO DROP DOWN AT THE LAST SECOND AS MIO COMPLETELY MISSES THE MOVE! ISAAC FINDS HIS WAY BACK TO HIS FEET! HE GOES BACK TO THE ROPES, REBOUNDS OFF OF THEM BEFORE CONNECTING WITH THAT CURB STOMP AS HE CAVES HER HEAD TO THE MAT!
Stew-O: BUT, IT SEEMS LIKE ISAAC CROW IS NOT DONE HERE! HE PICKS UP MIO INOUE IN A REVERSE FIREMAN’S CARRY POSITION! NOW, THIS IS THE LAST PLACE THAT MIO WANTS TO BE IN! I THINK THAT WE’RE GOING TO SEE ISAAC CROW SECURING A VICTORY HERE! ISAAC CALLS THAT ‘DEATH’S DOOR’ — HIS VARIATION OF THE BURNING HAMMER AS HE MANAGES TO DROP MIO DOWN! ISAAC GOES FOR THE COVER! IS THIS GOING TO BE IT HERE?!?!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Unreal’ plays once more as Isaac Crow seems more than delighted! He gets off Mio Inoue as the referee raises his hand in victory.)
Stephie Love: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH…ISAAC CROW!!!!!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Isaac Crow with the victory here!
Stew-O: Good effort from Mio Inoue, but it was not enough to take down Isaac Crow! I can’t imagine how it feels to be Isaac here! He’s been working hard for this moment and now he snaps back from that Divide and Conquer loss in a huge way!
Flannery McCoy: Congratulations to Isaac Crow!
(Isaac stands triumphant before Dynasty fades to commercials.)
(A commercial plays for Olive Garden, featuring Chris Elite.)
(Dynasty emerged back from commercials, as we see Raven Roberts and Rex McAllister. Both Raven and Rex were coming off a match at Territorial Invasion that had a less than…. desired result. But for them, they didn’t care. They remained optimistic and positive towards the end result.)
Rex McAllister: Another Territorial Invasion in the books; and even if it was not the desired result, I am happy that we got to spend that time together!
Raven Roberts: Hm, I guess that is one positive upside to look at. We made time to spend together in that ring out there..
Rex McAllister: And I can’t stop thinking about how close we really were to winning.
Raven Roberts: Holding championship gold alongside you would have been special once more.
Rex McAllister: Don’t stress for even a moment though. Somehow, someway, we are gonna get back there..!
Raven Roberts: Our match at Territorial Invasion should have culminated in a more.. fascinating result on our end of the spectrum. But circumstances unfortunately just failed at finishing the goal we set out to accomplish. Looking back at that match, there were a lot of mistakes I feel we made. A lot of things that you just can’t have, if you want to be a champion in the Land Of The Elite.
Rex McAllister: I think for what it is worth, we had Sienna and Kassidy leaving their feet. The problem being; we just couldn’t connect when it mattered. But at the end of the day; I still do 100% believe we have more chemistry than them. Well, it’s kind of obvious. But look at it like this; when did we reunite as a team again, Raven?
(Rex begged the obvious question which made Raven confused. She raised an eyebrow.)
Raven Roberts: We became a team once more about a month ago..?
Rex McAllister: Exactly, and with one single month of a reunion, we managed to implement terror into the hearts of pun is there… The Jaded Hearts. We had them right there and victorious if things went right.. we would have already been champions not even one month later..! And look at it like this; we lost. But we played the team closer than we possibly ever could have. We gave them the best fight we ever could. And at the end of the day; we weren’t successful. But guess what? dust yourself off, and start all over again.
Raven Roberts: That is true. Starting over again, and being back to square one; but at the same time — I feel like we left a lasting impression on them. So, this is what I am gonna say; we just have to keep this activity up. The ball is rolling in the right direction and look; we both have decorated and historic careers. But this is the thing; we can’t really sit ourselves on moral victory. We should be grateful that we got out of the match healthy and able to compete, but I just can’t say we had a great performance all the way..
Rex McAllister: Did it measure up to everything we have done before? Of course not. But this is my input; since coming back to EAW.. I feel like it’s been so far out from me. I have been chasing an idea of championship gold, and when I finally saw that chance, within inches of my grasp to take it.. bam. It was over. But on the brightside…. That was the closest I felt to championship gold in a while. And truthfully, if you were to ask me..
(Rex took a deep breath, as he let the anticipation within Raven build. He stood up, looking at her.)
Rex McAllister: I think our times of running tag team matches are from over, what about you?
Raven Roberts: You already know my thoughts on that. Since coming back to EAW, I have been pinned in a plethora of intense situations. But this, this is where my exact interest lies. I know that we were that close to being the champions. I know that we were that close to winning, and that next time? Those crucial mistakes that we make, won’t be so crucial. We have to work our way back up, that is forsure… But that is nothing we haven’t done before. We’ve always answered those calls in the face of adversity. And we can easily build ourselves back up to the top of the mountain when the time comes.
Rex McAllister: So it’s a forgone conclusion that Fire and Ice is here to stay for the time being. And yeah, we are gonna have to build this team back to contention for The Jaded Hearts. But we already got an idea of where to go from here; we just gonna continue by following it out! So this is what I’m gonna say – you know I have your back, and I know you have mine. We gotta get those wins collectively under our belt.
Raven Roberts: By now you should know that whatever brimstone you are willing to walk across, I’ll be on the trail right behind you. I more than just have your back, and we are gonna reach the finish line. We have to get our momentum back to a point where we want it – but that is nothing to stress about. When I look at the EAW tag team scene, I see a squad that can be doing so much more. So I see this as a spark of life, Sienna and Kassidy have been running things tight, and it’s time for more life to get off the ground. We are gonna be the life that is injected back into that division, you can follow my word on that.
Rex McAllister: You can count me in, we can work together. And that is gonna get us back to the gold.
(With mutual agreement, Fire & Ice were here to stay and looked to rise in the face of optimism. Dynasty would fade elsewhere with a final shot of Rex and Raven enjoying their new plan.)
(Michael Belfort was backstage, as he stood there with a microphone at hand.)
Michael Belfort: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Holly Arrow!
(Holly Arrow stepped into the ring and the atmosphere wasn’t really top tier. She had a rather unfortunate defeat at Territorial Invasion.. but that slight optimism was still apparent, as she stood there firmly.)
Holly Arrow: I know what the elephant in the room right now is, so, I’m just going to go out on a limb and say it. The match at Territorial Invasion was another triple threat match, where I was so close. But, not close enough. I was inches away from being champion, but things just did not rotate out in my favor. But yeah, that one is out there for all to hear.
Michael Belfort: Questioning that, Holly. Do you feel as if you have been in a sort of downward slump these last few months? Being unable to truly pick up the wins that you have set out to accomplish for yourself?
Holly Arrow: I mean, at the same time. A bit of that doubt is cast upon my mind, but I really don’t see it like that. It has been unfortunate circumstance after unfortunate circumstance. And the toll has really been taken on what is going to finally be my moment. However, I also wanna push back that exact narrative. Diamond Dixon specifically told me that a loss at Territorial Invasion would put me down the path of some downward spiral.
Michael Belfort: Well, if you don’t mind me asking from that moment then, do you feel like you are on that spiral?
(Holly was quick to deny that. Even before saying a word she was shaking her head.)
Holly Arrow: Not really, no. I don’t think that I am even close to that, because all in the same; it’s like what happened at Operation Doomsday. I was that close to pulling it off, but the brewing circumstance of the right place at the right time, just canceled me out of it. I have a lot more to do this season to start a downwards spiral now. And I don’t want to ride my wave out and then just sit in a pit of misery. That is not the way to go about things; and look. Okay, one person is gonna tell you one thing, since almost a year ago; I have endured this slump. I was out with an injury, things just didn’t check out… Do I feel like I am in some sort of limbo? I do somewhat believe that, because the things that have happened over these last couple months have been a consistent pattern of the words that I have said not working out. Now, look; limbo or not. I am already working on getting back to the level where I need to be. There is a lot more for me to do. I have a ton of objectives to complete, and I have many goals to accomplish. I still look at championship gold and see it as a sight in my rear view mirror. More specifically, WORLD Championship gold.. I wanna get this one over without sounding cliche, but it’s what we all want at the end of the day. I just am another one of those that wants to insert themselves in the situation. I know that I gotta start from somewhere, so allow today to be somewhere. Starting from the bottom and working myself back to the point of interest at where I want and truly wish to be.
Michael Belfort: So you don’t see this as a step down, but a turn in the right direction. The path for World Championship gold is still gazing out in your way.
Holly Arrow: Exactly. The one good thing about me being at rock bottom, is there’s only one place for me to go next. Up. House Of Glass is on it’s way, and that event usually has some historic tradition take present. I would like to be apart of that as well, because yes. The fact of the matter is; it’s going to take a win every once in awhile. Here and there. I am gonna have to go deep into the trenches and pull it off when necessary. And platforms like House Of Glass are where I can rightfully stand on. I know that someone is gonna answer my call, so let this be an alarm through the air. Holly Arrow is looking for a fight, and anyone that wishes to step up..
(Suddenly just then, Holly Arrow would go quiet as the presence of someone else emerged in the room. Her gaze glaring over, as she saw none other than; Vincent Mondrian. Vincent had a smirk across his face, as he walked towards Holly Arrow.)
Vincent Mondrian: I couldn’t help but overhear you speaking about a challenger at House Of Glass. And that interested me, I know the lens on you wasn’t as bright as it originally was; but you know what Holly Arrow. I might be willing to step up to that plate.
Holly Arrow: “Wasn’t as bright as it originally was”..? You are one of those Elitists, huh. Ones that think they have the answers to all the questions, when they truthfully have zero idea what realm of existence they’ve been in. You understand that you are biting off a lot more than you can chew by standing up to me.
(Vincent just chuckled showing no signs of fear, as he stood up to Holly Arrow.)
Vincent Mondrian: You are looking at a man who has done nothing but get the job done and get it rolling when he’s been in EAW. And look; just like you. I have had my reasonable and believable share of defeats. But unlike you; I am not in limbo. I am thriving. I am the best of my abilities. And you….?….. you aren’t prepared to take a challenge up like this.
Holly Arrow: You talk a hefty game, Vincent. Let’s see what happens when the situation gets flipped upside down on it’s head. But yeah, yeah…. I hear all your words. I’ll be seeing you around.
Vincent Mondrian: I’m sure you’ve already heard my name with “And your winner of this match” before it. So this one won’t be so different.
(Holly let him have the laugh word, as she just kept that smirk on her face. With that stated, Dynasty cuts back to ringside for the next match.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘Notorious’ by UPSAHL begins playing and the lights flash green and white. The camera pans over to Mia Santoro moving through the crowd, tagging her fans. She signs a couple of autographs, before hopping over the barricade and sliding into the ring. She climbs up the middle rope, extending her arms out.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, from Key West, Florida, weighing in at 115 pounds, she is “LA DESPERADA” MIA! SANTORO!
(‘Lacrimosa – Epic Version’ by Samuel Kim hits the speakers next and Vincent Mondrian storms out from the back. He nods his head to the cheers from the crowd, and makes his way down the ramp. Vincent runs up the steps and storms into the ring, throwing his fist out over the ropes. He extends his arms out, backing to the corner as he removes his jacket and drops it outside the ring.
Stephie Love: Her opponent, from Laren, Netherlands, weighing in at 205 pounds, he is “THE RESOLUTE”, VINCENT! MONDRIAN!
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: We’re off to our start and both cautiously circle around the ring, getting a feel for one another. They lock horns with a collar and elbow tieup, and Mia swings under into a headlock. Vincent takes her waist and brings her to the ropes. He sends her off, dropping down to try and trip her!
Jake Mercer: Mia has it scouted out though, as she drops into a side headlock. Mia wrenches in the headlock tight, and Vincent grits his teeth. He starts to rise, grabbing her by the waist. He takes her to the ropes once again, but this time she holds onto his head! Tight headlock!
Flannery McCoy: Vincent decides to try and over power her! He lifts her up and slams her— no! Mia rolls back down into a headlock! Vincent quickly wraps his legs around her head, trying for a headscissors to ground her.
Jake Mercer: Mia once again has it scouted, she moves her head in time! Vincent groans, rising up. He slowly grabs Mia by the waist and brings her to the ropes. He sends her off and drops down— this time Mia has to leap over him to avoid the trip!
Stew-O: Vincent is up to his feet and he drops her with a thunderous shoulder block! That one sent Mia aback! She scoots away, rubbing her shoulder in pain. She takes the ropes to try and recover, but Vincent stalks her and drills her with an european uppercut!
Jake Mercer: He gets her with another! And then a forearm strike! Vincent grabs Mia by the wrist and twirls under, hoisting her up for a back suplex in the center of the ring! Vincent rises to his feet and looks down at Mia, rising to his feet. He points down to her, looking to drop into a knee drop, but Mia kicks at that knee!
Stew-O: He reaches down, and she kicks him back! She scrambles up and Vincent approaches her— EXPLODER SUPLEX FROM SANTORO! She rises to her feet, demanding that Vincent rise! He tries to do so to the best of her ability, and she grabs the waist!
Jake Mercer: SAITO SUPLEX! NO! VINCENT HOLDS ONTO THE ROPES! Mia falls backwards, putting too much force into that attempt! She sits up, and Vincent floors her with an enzuigiri! He makes the first cover of this match!
Referee: OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOO!!!
Flannery McCoy: KICK OUT FROM SANTORO! Vincent was expecting it, though! He pulls her up and cracks her with a punch to the jaw, and then another to the body.
Jake Mercer: Vincent bounces off the ropes for momentum, HUGE CHOP! Mia staggers, struggling to withstand the might of that chop! Vincent winds back for another!
Flannery McCoy: She catches it this time! Mia throws Vincent’s hand down and cracks him with a superkick to the side of the head! Vincent falls to a knee, out of it. He starts to rise back up—
Jake Mercer: CUTTER FROM SANTORO! SHE SPIKES VINCENT’S HEAD INTO THE CANVAS AND HE IS OUT OF IT! She rolls him over, for the cover!
Referee: OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOO!!!
Stew-O: BUT A KICK OUT FROM MONDRIAN! Neither are going down this early into the match! Vincent slowly rises, shaking his head. He grabs at her and leans her into the turnbuckles.
Jake Mercer: He’s going full force with those chops! Throwing as many as possible! Mia tries to cover up her chest— so Vincent throws a kesagiri chop, landing right on the neck!
Stew-O: He grabs her and begins to lift her up top, but she kicks back! Mia kicks him again! Vincent staggers, and Mia climbs all the way to the top!
Flannery McCoy: DIVING METEORA! VINCENT GOES DOWN! AND MIA HOOKS THE LEGS FOR THE COVER RIGHT AFTER!
Referee: OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOO!!!
Referee: TTTTTTHHHHHRRRRRR—
Stew-O: VINCENT GETS THE SHOULDER UP! He rolls away, scrambling up to his feet! Mia is up with him! She throws repeated palm strikes to the head of Vincent!
Flannery McCoy: Mia turns and hits off the ropes— BICYCLE KICK FROM VINCENT! He grabs her wrist and yanks her in for a Reverse STO!
Jake Mercer: Vincent rolls over and deadlifts Mia up! URANAGE SLAM! Right onto the back of her head! Vincent yells out, feeling adrenaline pumping him right now! Mia is showing little to no signs of life!
Stew-O: He starts to yank her up, and throws her into the the turnbuckles, following with a corner lariat to drop her to a seated position! Mia is laid in the corner, and Vincent grins. I think we have an idea of what comes next!
Jake Mercer: VINCENT HITS OFF THE ROPES! HE CHARGES INTO THE ‘FLYING DUTCHMAN—‘
Flannery McCoy: MIA MOVES AND VINCENT’S BODY CRASHES INTO THE TURNBUCKLES, SPINE FIRST! Vincent clutches at his back in agony!
Stew-O: Mia rises, beckoning Vincent rise! She dives off with a forearm, flooring him! He rises and she kicks him in the gut. Mia takes the head, trying for a suplex! But Vincent floats over–
Jake Mercer: He staggers in pain! His back is still killing him! And Mia spins into a step-up enzuigiri! Vincent goes down! Mia rises up to her feet, slapping her chest. She steps out of the ring, going back to climb the top rope. Vincent slowly rises afterwards…
Stew-O: AND SHE DIVES OFF WITH A CROSSBODY! Vincent holds his back, wincing. Mia hits the ropes for momentum and Vincent sits up, and GETS PUT RIGHT BACK DOWN WITH A DROPKICK! Mia rises and she pulls him up!
Jake Mercer: She takes the head and hooks the legs, trying for the ‘BLACKEST HOUR!’ but Vincent spins out! Knee to the ribs! He upkicks her jaw! AND DRIVES HIMSELF FORWARD INTO A LARIAT! Vincent nods, clutching at his bad back! Mia is still trying to get up!
Flannery McCoy: But Vincent drives her down with a spinal tap! Hard kick to the back there! Vincent grabs Mia and leans her over, pulling on her arms so she’s got nowhere to go… ‘THE STARRY NIGHT!’ STOMP RIGHT TO THE HEAD! MIA’S HEAD BOUNCES OFF THE CANVAS!
Jake Mercer: And he rolls her over, hooking the legs for the cover!
Referee: OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOO!!!
Referee: TTTTTTHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE–
Flannery McCoy: NO! A STRONG KICK OUT FROM SANTORO! What will it take for Vincent to finish this one off?!
Jake Mercer: Great question, as Santoro rolls to the ropes, trying to rise. Vincent cracks her with a forearm! He cracks her with another, and she flops onto her face.
Stew-O: Vincent pulls Santoro up and cracks her with an open handed chop to the chest! And then a knife edge chop! He gets her with another! And now he takes the wrist, elbowing her head against the ropes! Mia leans her head against the ropes, dazed.
Jake Mercer: He turns and hits off the ropes! MIA IS BACK UP! LEAPING KNEE STUNS VINCENT! She drops him with a superkick to the knee, and then a ROUNDHOUSE KICK! ‘TWO FOR THE ROAD’ CONNECTS! Vincent is laid out on the canvas!
Flannery McCoy: She’s not done! Mia steps out of the ring, and she begins to climb the top rope! Mia slowly rises, pointing down to Vincent who isn’t moving at all right now… AND SHE DIVES OFF! ‘EYE IN THE SKY!’ THE SHOOTING STAR PRESS! CRASHING ALL OF HER WEIGHT ONTO HER RIBS! HUGE IMPACT!
Stew-O: Vincent’s eyes just bulged out of his head from that shooting star press! He has to be in agony right now! And Mia mounts over, hooking the legs for the cover!
Referee: OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOO!!!
Referee: TTTTTTHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE–
Jake Mercer: NOOOO! VINCENT GETS A SHOULDER UP! AFTER BOTH OF THOSE HIGH IMPACT MOVES, SURPRISINGLY THIS ONE CONTINUES!
Flannery McCoy: Vincent is clutching at his ribs, rolling away. Mia breathes heavily, looking around. Vincent rolls all the way to the floor and now Mia is going to have to follow up! She takes the ropes, pointing down to Vincent who begins to rise–
Stew-O: AND SHE FLIES OVER THE TOP WITH A CROSSBODY! NO! VINCENT HOLDS ONTO HER! HE RAMS HER BACK INTO THE APRON! AND THEN FALLS BACKWARDS WITH A FALLAWAY SLAM INTO THE BARRICADE! GOODNESS!
Jake Mercer: The sound of that impact was absolutely disgusting! Mia is not moving at all after that! Vincent rises up, nodding his head! He drags her up, rolling her into the ring. Vincent takes a deep breath, looking at her in the ring.
Stew-O: He climbs onto the apron, entering the ring. She rolls away, seated in the corner. Mia holds at her back, wincing. Vincent sees his opportunity, though! HE CHARGES IN! ‘THE FLYING DUTCHMAN!’ THIS TIME, THE HESITATION DROPKICK CONNECTS, AND HE JUST BOUNCED THE BACK OF HER HEAD OFF OF THE CANVAS!
Flannery McCoy: Huge window for victory has opened up for Vincent! He drags her by the ankles and pulls her to the center of the ring! He drops down, hooking the legs! THIS COULD BE IT!
Referee: OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOO!!!
Referee: TTTTTTHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE–
Jake Mercer: BUT MIA KICKS OUT! Vincent sits up, shaking his head! That was a close call! It looked like Mia was about to lose there, but somehow this continues! He rises up and pulls her up by the hair, turning her. He hooks the waist, and starts throwing elbows to the back!
Stew-O: He drives her face first into the turnbuckles. Vincent now sends her backwards with a big time german suplex! Mia is laid out and the referee has to come over to check on her. It looks like she’s going to be completely out of this one.
Flannery McCoy: Vincent wipes his hair back, staring down at her. He shakes his head and begins to pull Mia up. He turns her and begins to try for that inverted headlock– but Mia wakes up on cue! She runs her feet up the middle rope, and PROPELS BACKWARDS!
Stew-O: She lands, and pulls him down with an inside cradle! VINCENT’S LEGS FLAIL! HE DIDN’T SEE THIS COMING!
Referee: OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOO!!!
Referee: TTTTTTHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE–
Flannery McCoy: NO! VINCENT KICKS OUT JUST IN TIME! Both rise, and Vincent cracks her out of nowhere with a headbutt! Mia falls over, and Vincent stumbles to the middle rope, clutching at his had! He winces, looking around.
Stew-O: Vincent pulls Mia up, and he grabs her in that inverted headlock! But no! Mia once again fighting the arm! She begins to twirl under, trying for a saito suplex! But Vincent stomps the toe, and push kicks her back! She bounces off the ropes for a lariat– Vincent twirls under and grabs her into an inverted headlock!
Jake Mercer: SHE CAN’T ESCAPE IT THIS TIME! ‘VAN GOGH ASCENDANCY!’ HE PROPELS HER OVER HIS BACK AND SPIKES HER RIGHT ONTO HER HEAD! VINCENT ROLLS MIA OVER AND HOOKS THE LEGS FOR THE COVER!
Referee: OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
Referee: TTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOO!!!
Referee: TTTTTTHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner of this match, VINCENT! MONDRIAN!
(Vincent rises to his feet, looking down at Mia. He nods, giving her respect for the effort. The referee then takes his arm and raises it up. He relishes in the victory, backing away from Mia as he steps away.)
Stew-O: Despite Mia Santoro’s best efforts, Vincent Mondrian bounces back hugely from Territorial Invasion with this victory tonight!
Jake Mercer: He wasn’t able to help bring Rebel Nation 2.0 to victory, but clearly the confidence and momentum of Mondrian hasn’t been shattered as he picks up where he left off with that one.
Flannery McCoy: Mia Santoro is still making an effort to try and pick up on her position in Dynasty! But the competition is tough, and Vincent showed the lengths you need to go to for victory.
(Vincent is proud of the outcome as Dynasty fades to commercials.)
(A commercial plays Planet Fitness, featuring Drake Armstrong being mortified by the pure, straight fuckery that goes on in one of their facilities.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns from a brief commercial break as the fans in attendance are met with the sounds of ‘Saint Pablo’ by Kanye West, which plays through the speakers to a mainly negative reaction. The camera pans over to the stage to show Cy Henderson as he’s seen making his way out from the backstage area. He’s not particularly in the brightest of moods, scanning around with a straight face, but despite that continues to nonchalantly make his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… EAW HALL OF FAMER!!!!!!!!!!! CY HENDERSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Well, we know what happened last week at Territorial Invasion with Cy Henderson and Team Rebel Nation 2.0. They walked into Brand Warfare with a purpose and although they faced some tough adversity, even with their numbers dwindling they still found a way to push through. In the end, Cy found his way into the final three with Limmy Monaghan of Voltage and SOSA Henderson of Showdown.
Flannery McCoy: But that was thrown away as Cy and Limmy, both distracted with one another, would find themselves getting the win swiped out from under them by one SOSA Henderson, who would take them out and eliminate them at the same time. While Showdown reigns supreme, judging by the look on Cy’s face, he’s displeased about the fact that it wasn’t Rebel Nation 2.0 who had that privilege for the Dynasty brand. It seems like we’re about to hear his thoughts on the matter tonight.
Jake Mercer: I’d like you to know, even in their toughest hour, I was rooting for Dynasty. Sure the first few eliminations broke my spirit, but let’s give them credit where credit is due for putting up one hell of a fight. :wow: In my mind, we’re all winners.
Stew-O: :cmon:
(Cy makes his way up the steps and onto the apron before entering the ring. He then makes his way over as he takes a microphone from the ringside area, with ‘Saint Pablo’ then beginning to come to a close from there. After a moment, Cy then begins to speak.)
Cy Henderson: Last week at Territorial Invasion I was fighting for a lot. More than just the idea of “brand supremacy” or self-satisfaction, but an idea that has been embedded into my conscience from the moment that I returned to this company, and that’s the idea of redemption. I looked to fill the holes that my prior career had left, and for quite some time now I’ve done just that. I’ve worked harder than most people in the back can say they have, and time after time again I’ve risen to the occasion and shattered this stigma around me that I’m some sort of nostalgia act. That’s never been the case, and until I can truly say that I’m satisfied, it’s going to continue to stay that way. I felt like leading Brand Warfare was a step in the right direction. When I walked into Kensingten and Richard’s office and gave them my reasons as to why I was the perfect candidate to be Team Captain, I had the full intentions of winning and making things right. That was my goal, to lead a Brand Warfare team to victory, righting my wrongs from years ago and securing a well-deserved victory. Rebel Nation 2.0 was the answer for me.
Cy Henderson: But that wasn’t the case for certain people. While I could go ahead and do this whole spiel about blaming other people, truthfully there’s only one person to pin the blame on in this situation and that’s me. I had a responsibility as Captain and that was to not only lead my team to victory but choose the right people to lead. People who had it in them, who wanted it just as much as I did, and were willing to do whatever was necessary to go that distance alongside me. I didn’t just want bodies, if I did then I wouldn’t have gone through all that trouble to find the perfect candidates in the first place. But I got that, and that’s on me. I blame myself for not recruiting the right people who were able to go the distance and perform when needed.
(The crowd gives a sour reaction to this, realizing the backhanded gesture that Cy was giving the rest of his teammates despite his attempt at taking “accountability”. Despite that, the EAW Hall of Famer remained solemn as he continued with what he had to say.)
Cy Henderson: But even despite that I was inches away from single-handedly securing the victory. I knew how much I wanted this, I knew how much Friday Night Dynasty as a whole needed this, and I was more than willing to try and go at it myself if that was truly what it took. I almost got there as well, but it wasn’t enough. Almost is never enough, and I let my grudge against Limmy Monaghan allow me to take my eyes off the eventual winner of the match in SOSA Henderson, which he used to his advantage and ended up getting both of us out for Showdown to win the entire thing. For the past week now, I’ve been trying to wrap my mind around what I’m going to do next. What the next step is going to be for Cy Henderson going forward, I think I found the answer to that. Since I couldn’t make up for one Territorial Invasion regret, I’m going to make up for another one instead, and it’s as simple as this…
(Cy pauses for a moment, allowing some suspense to kick in before he continues on from there.)
Cy Henderson: SOSA Henderson, consider yourself put on notice because I’m coming for you.
(The crowd roars at the statement being made as Cy drops his microphone down to the ground. ‘Saint Pablo’ then begins to blast through the speakers of the arena as he begins to make his way out of the ring from there.)
Stew-O: WOW! What an announcement made right now! I figured it’s only fitting that Cy would call out the man who stole the Territorial Invasion win from Dynasty in the first place, and it seems like he does have his eyes on the 24/7 Contract Holder! This is an interesting development as we move forward to House of Glass!
Flannery McCoy: But it just begs the question of how SOSA is going to end up responding to this! Of course, we know they’re both on two completely different brands, there’s no telling how this is all going to play out! But, I guess we’re just going to have to wait and see.
Jake Mercer: Battle of the Hendersons! Man that could be the name of the match in itself!
(The last shot seen is Cy disappearing through the backstage area as Friday Night Dynasty, from there, begins to transition to elsewhere.)
(Friday Night Dynasty then transitions over to show the backstage area of the Wukesong Arena as the crowd roars in approval upon seeing who the camera lands on. Seen making his way through the hallway is none other than Interwire Champion Hans Grayson as he has a proud look on his face while he does. After a moment, someone is seen approaching him.)
Michael Belfort: Hans, do you mind if we ask a couple of questions?
(Hans stops in his tracks, taking a moment to think about it, before nodding his head.)
Hans Grayson: Go ahead, Michael, I have some time.
Michael Belfort: Thank you. Firstly, I’d like to get your thoughts on what transpired at Territorial Invasion. Of course, we saw that you added another successful Interwire Championship defense to your belt and that is certainly something that I’m sure you’re hanging your hat on. How do you feel about that?
Hans Grayson: Well, I feel like I’m one step closer to my ultimate goal. Every week I go out there and I wrestle with a purpose. I fight like my life is on the line because that’s the standard that I continue to raise as I wear this title around my waist. I intend to be one of the best Champions that this company has to offer and for the longest time now, even when I was New Breed Champion, I fought for that. Against anyone who challenged me, I made sure that I walked in with the full intention of defeating them and elevating my status as a Champion. So to cap off another Marquee Event with a defense like that makes me optimistic about the coming months and what that has in store for me. I don’t plan on losing this Interwire Championship for a very long time, and I want everyone to know that before they try to step up to me.
Michael Belfort: Strong words indeed, I can feel the confidence radiating off of you. I’m sure you felt a lot of that last week, let’s talk about your opponent. Kirk Redwood has been fiending for an opportunity like this since the start of the Season, and he made it known early that he has his sights set on taking the Interwire Championship from you. Of course, even though he ended up being unsuccessful in his task, how did you feel about that?
(Hans pauses for a moment, allowing his words to simmer before continuing.)
Hans Grayson: Kirk is one helluva competitor, and to anybody who says otherwise you’d be wrong. He brought out a side of me that I’ve needed for a very long time, one that was not going to take no for an answer and who was going to make sure that he was taken very seriously. For that, I have to thank him. Even though he didn’t win I know that if he keeps on the path that he is on right now, something is going to come his way. He’ll have his moment just like I had mine by winning his title, but it just wasn’t his day at Territorial Invasion. I was the better competitor, and that can be the case for any other title defense moving forward. Whether you like it or not, I’m going to make sure that I’m head and shoulders above the competition. That’s not something that is going to be handed to me, that is something that is going to come through what I’ve done since I’ve first arrived to this company, that’s hard work, I promise you that.
Michael Belfort: Well next, let’s talk about the future. Let’s talk about what’s in store for Hans Grayson next and it is certainly interesting-
???: Yeah, yeah, we know.
(Michael is interrupted before he can finish as Hans turns over to see Chris Elite as he makes his way into the scene. He has his ring gear on as he’s preparing for his match against Saori Aizen coming up next, eyeing the Interwire Champion with a serious look.)
Chris Elite: We both know what’s next for you and that’s not something that you’re going to gloss over. I made a promise a couple of weeks back that no matter who was going to be Champion, I was coming for them, and I’m looking to live up to that. I could not give less of a fuck what you feel about the situation, or what this means to you, I have one goal in mind and that’s to become the Interwire Champion and you’re not going to stop me from doing that.
(Hans looks intrigued by this, but instead of responding he allows Chris to continue.)
Chris Elite: I could have pressed the issue and inserted myself into the match after I beat Kirk but I let it rock. You had your fun, but now it’s my turn.
(Hans takes a moment to think about this before nodding his head.)
Hans Grayson: If you think that I’m just going to back down from this, then you thought wrong. I never back down, and I’m certainly not going to back down when someone takes a shot at my pride. Do you think that this is going to be the culmination of all the work that you’ve done since your return? I hate to be the bearer of bad news, Chris, but I’m going to be the one that throws a wrench in your plans. Any time, any place, I’ll face you.
(Chris smirks as he simply responds to what the Champion has to say.)
Chris Elite: Just make sure that you watch this next match closely because that’s going to be your future little bro.
(Chris shoulder checks Hans as he makes his way toward Gorilla Position to enter his match. Hans turns around and eyes him while he does that, the only thing he’s able to do in that moment is chuckle to himself before moving forward. It’s the last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty, from there, begins to fade elsewhere.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for ONE FALL!
(“Let Me Hear” by Fear, and Loathing in Las Vegas began blaring through the speakers to loud boos as Saori Aizen slowly made her way out onto the stage. She gave an intense stare around the arena before marching to the tune of her theme down the ramp towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 120 pounds… she is the DEMON CHILD, SAOOOOOOOOOOORIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!
Stew-O: The triumphant Demon Child makes her way down to the ring after a big win at Territorial Invasion! Saori Aizen, faced against seemingly insurmountable odds, managed to clutch victory for Dynasty and Voltage in a three on one situation!
Flannery McCoy: Of course, that victory came along with some dubious circumstances, but even taking those into consideration, it was something that couldn’t be done without the immense skill of a wrestling virtuoso like Saori Aizen!
Jake Mercer: This is a superstar with a lot of potential, and after the momentum she gathered at the Divide and Conquer match, she’s looking to put it to good use by going up against a high profile opponent in the form of a hall of famer and former world champion!
(‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke began playing, turning the boos to cheers as Chris Elite walked out onto the stage with a confident smirk on his face. He hit his pose before making his way down the ramp with a determined expression on his face, making his way down to the squared circle.)
Stephie Love: AND HER OPPONENT! Hailing from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 210 pounds… he is Gawd Given Greatness, CHRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS! EEEEEEEEEELIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITE!
Stew-O: There is no introduction needed for a man of Chris Elite’s fame, because his career is well known by all! A certified hall of famer and a former world champion as Jake said, Chris is likely one of Saori’s toughest challenges yet!
Flannery McCoy: He is coming off a tough loss at Brand Warfare where Dynasty was just barely unable to make it to the finish line, but Chris looked to show the world in a match as chaotic as Brand Warfare that he is perfectly capable of overcoming the allegations that he can’t thrive in EAW’s new era!
Jake Mercer: Even without winning at Territorial Invasion, Chris still put in a solid performance that showed everyone what he is capable of. With Territorial Invasion in the rear view mirror, we know that Chris is looking to target the Interwire Championship, currently held by Hans Grayson, just like he did before allowing Kirk Redwood to take his shot first!
Stew-O: If the goal is to win the Interwire Championship, there is no better way than overcoming the sole survivor of the Divide and Conquer match to gather some momentum! Who will come out on top? It’s time to find out!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And the match is underway! This is certainly a clash of wrestling styles, with the primarily technical wrestling focused Saori Aizen going up against an all rounder in Chris Elite who excels in all EXCEPT the submission game.
Flannery McCoy: It certainly makes for an interesting dynamic! Both wrestlers have exited their corners, but Chris is opting for a more aggressive strategy of trying to strike Saori Aizen down while Saori is trying to play a game of cat and mouse, looking to catch Chris off guard with a hold!
Jake Mercer: This continues for a few moments before Saori slides on the ground, trying to get behind Chris and grab a hold of his arm! But the veteran instinct of the hall of famer is able to kick in, evading the maneuver and turning himself around to get Saori right where he wants her!
Stew-O: DISCUS LARIAT CONNECTS! While twisting himself around to face Saori, he launched his arm out and swung as hard as he could, catching Saori off guard in the process and knocking her down to the canvas!
Flannery McCoy: And now Chris is taking advantage of a successful first strike, capitalizing on it by immediately laying into the Demon Child with mounted punches and elbows! This is a Chris Elite looking to show that he has a level of fire that can earn him championship gold, and he’s showing that by unleashing all of this ruthless aggression!
Jake Mercer: The crowd is certainly on Elite’s side in this match, chanting along with the strikes that Chris is landing! It looks like Saori is doing all she can to block the strikes, which allows her to protect herself from most, but still taking the brunt of the heavy handed punches getting through her defenses!
Stew-O: Chris looks to follow up, grabbing Saori Aizen by the wrist and dragging her up to her feet before Irish whipping her over to the nearby corner! That sends Saori running until she has her back to the turnbuckles; Chris sees her in the perfect position and rushes forward to catch her in the corner with a jumping lariat!
Flannery McCoy: But Saori Aizen is able to evade the attack, slipping between the ropes to get onto the apron before Chris has a chance to crash into her! Chris just barely manages to stop himself from hurting himself against the corner, but despite screeching to a halt, he found himself wide open for Saori to attack!
Jake Mercer: And attack she does, hopping onto the middle rope and catching Chris Elite with a vicious throat thrust! Quite an unorthodox maneuver by Saori, but it did its job in dazing Chris! The hall of famer is left coughing and sputtering after that unexpected attack, and Saori gives the smirk of someone who had this planned all along.
Stew-O: She doesn’t stop there, though, as she continues to use her environment to her advantage by stepping up and executing a rope-assisted roundhouse kick to knock Chris silly, making him stumble and fall to a seated position against the bottom turnbuckle!
Flannery McCoy: That positioning prompts Saori Aizen to jump up onto the top rope and immediately spin herself back to the inside of the ring before using the top ropes to pull herself into a rope-assisted meteora to the seated Chris Elite!
Jake Mercer: With nothing but the turnbuckle behind his head for cushioning, you just know that meteora has his ears ringing! Saori Aizen heaves Chris up to a standing position and drags him out of the corner before grabbing hold of his wrist and twisting it over her head to enact a classic wrist lock!
Stew-O: She has Elite’s arm in a severely disadvantageous position, preventing much movement from Chris to stop her! Knowing she has him exactly where she wants him, she decides to increase the pressure by doing some of her classic arm targeting maneuvers; with that arm still trapped in the wrist lock, Saori begins unleashing a repeated barrage of kicks to the twisted arm!
Flannery McCoy: Those shots to the elbow, especially, show just how much ring IQ Saori Aizen already has; not only is she prepping for some of her heavy hitting submission and finisher maneuvers, but she’ll be limiting what Chris Elite is able to do without feeling spikes of pain! For a man that often employs some intense striking action, that is a perfect approach!
Jake Mercer: Saori continues the attack on that dominant arm of Chris by transitioning that wrist lock into a hammerlock, bringing the arm behind the back of the hall of famer and wrenching to target both the elbow and shoulder joints together!
Stew-O: At least, that’s what Saori was GOING for, but Chris predicted the transition and spun himself out of it, using Saori’s grip on his arm to spin HER around and getting himself behind her!
Flannery McCoy: He reaches around her body and catches her own wrist before she can even react to being removed from her dominant position, immediately going to spin her out with a classic ripcord and yanking her towards him with all the force he can possibly muster!
Jake Mercer: BOZO SILENCEEEEER! Chris Elite just pulled Saori into a MASSIVE slap that was enough to drop the Demon Child to her knees! If I didn’t see it happen, I would’ve thought a gun was just shot with how loud and sharp the sound of that impact was! That’s definitely a statement from Chris to Saori telling her she’s getting ahead of herself, especially with all the disrespect thrown his way in the promotional videos leading up to this match!
Stew-O: He’s not done yet, though, as he doesn’t even allow her to fall from a kneel to the canvas! He immediately grabs her by the head and drags her back up to a standing position before hurling her into the corner, leaving her back-first against the turnbuckles once again!
Flannery McCoy: This time, though, she’s far too stunned to perform that evasive maneuvering she did last time to get out of the way of Chris Elite! The hall of famer isn’t looking to charge forward and hit her with a running lariat, though, choosing instead to play it cautiously by approaching her at a brisk pace without breaking into an outright sprint.
Jake Mercer: Once he makes it to her, Chris begins lighting up the Demon Child with a ruthless flurry of strikes! Saori’s earlier investment seems to already be paying dividends as Chris looks to be favoring his non-dominant arm more in these strikes, likely diminishing some of the damage being dealt to save his hurt dominant arm for more significant strikes!
Stew-O: But nevertheless, he fights through the pain when needed, firing off some heavy attacks with his dominant arm as well and wincing as he does! OH, AND THERE’S A BIG ONE, CHRIS ELITE HITS THE ‘SNOOZE’, THAT MIKE TYSON STYLE UPPERCUT!
Flannery McCoy: Honestly, I’m shocked that blow didn’t knock Saori Aizen out cold! Nevertheless, it’s definitely knocked her silly, but Chris Elite has to take a moment to clutch his arm after putting his all into that strike! He turns around, leaving his back turned towards Saori, before suddenly flipping back with partial rotation to land a huge pele kick straight to the roof of Saori’s head!
Jake Mercer: Now that’s a smart tactic, relying more on his legs than his arms to render Saori’s limb targeting less effective! That pele kick was enough to force Saori to drop to a seated position, just like she had Chris Elite in before! The hall of famer kips himself up to his feet before sprinting across the length of the ring and ramming his back into the opposite corner’s turnbuckles before bouncing off of them for added velocity!
Stew-O: He sprints his way back to where Saori Aizen is seated in a daze before leaping off his feet and launching himself knees-first at her head– AND IT CONNECTS! HAWK EM LANDS, ALLOWING CHRIS ELITE TO USE HIS ENTIRE BODY WEIGHT CONCENTRATED INTO HIS KNEECAPS TO TURN HIMSELF INTO A HUMAN WEAPON AGAINST THE DEMON CHILD!
Flannery McCoy: Remember that Chris Elite has a ninety pound weight advantage over Saori Aizen! All of that weight crashing specifically against the Ophan’s head has to include some damage that’ll stick for the entire duration of the match! Saori slumps onto the canvas, dropping from her seated position against the bottom turnbuckle, and Chris Elite gets a confident smirk on his face as the crowd cheers him on towards victory!
Crowd: CHRIS! E! LITE! CHRIS! E! LITE! CHRIS! E! LITE! CHRIS! E! LITE! CHRIS! E! LITE! CHRIS! E! LITE!
Jake Mercer: He’s hearing them and getting all fired up as a result of it! He sees victory within reach, and he’s just about to seize it! He grabs Saori’s arm and drags her back up to her feet before throwing her onto the middle rope! Now she’s draped over it and Chris Elite takes aim before rushing back across the ring and rebounding off the ropes to charge at her with malicious intent! He leaps off his feet and goes to KNOCK HER OUT COLD WITH THE OPEN YA MATA, HIS SIGNATURE RUNNING KNEE SMASH!
Stew-O: BUT SAORI AIZEN IS NARROWLY ABLE TO AVOID IT, GETTING HER HEAD OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE AND OUT OF THE WAY JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME! CHRIS ELITE’S KNEE STRUCK NOTHING, HE JUST BOUNCED OFF THE ROPES AND STUMBLED BACK, TAKEN OFF GUARD BY THE UNEXPECTED DODGE FROM THE DEMON CHILD!
Flannery McCoy: Saori takes a brief moment to assess the situation before spinning herself and landing a heavy-handed rolling backfist to the jaw of Chris Elite, forcing him to drop to a kneeling position! It must’ve taken all the willpower he had to not collapse to the canvas after enduring a blow like that, but Saori only looks to reward that resilience with pain!
Jake Mercer: Chris Elite forces himself back to his feet, looking to take the momentum back before Saori really has a chance to capitalize on it, but the Demon Child is relentless in her pursuit of victory as she begins lighting Chris Elite up with a barrage of monstrous kicks! I believe she calls this her Six Holy Bullets, a signature maneuver of her moveset in which she just takes her opponent apart with perfectly targeted kicks!
Stew-O: Kick after kick, Chris Elite can only take so much before one more blow to the side of his knees forces him to drop back to his knees, and this time Saori Aizen capitalizes on it before Chris has a chance to get back up by immediately lunging forward and landing a huge roundhouse kick to the side of his head! THAT is enough to bring Chris Elite falling down onto the canvas, which brings a malicious grin to the face of Saori Aizen!
Flannery McCoy: Grinning like the Cheshire cat! That’s not a look you want someone in the ring to give you, because I think that spells disaster for the hall of famer! Saori Aizen grabs Chris Elite by the ankle and drags him closer to the corner before flipping him onto his back! She jumps up and lands a sudden double foot stomp to the midsection of Chris Elite, perhaps just adding salt to the wound and dazing him further before she looks to the top turnbuckle and begins climbing!
Jake Mercer: We’ve seen her do this before, and if this lands, it may truly be a victory for her over a hall of famer like Chris Elite! She climbs up to the top turnbuckle with her back to the former world champion, and makes it all the way up to her feet! She’s as far up as she can possibly be, and after a moment of preparation, she crouches and LAUNCHES herself into the air!
Stew-O: A MID-AIR BACKFLIP BEFORE SHE COMES CRASHING DOWN WITH A MOONSAULT! THIS IS SAORI AIZEN’S HORIZON OF THE CAPTIVATING SKANDHA MANEUVER! IT’S OVER!–
Flannery McCoy: WAIT, IT’S NOT OVER! CHRIS ELITE JUST ROLLED TOWARDS THE CORNER, BRINGING HIMSELF OUT OF POSITION! THERE’S NOTHING TO CUSHION SAORI’S FALL! THE MOONSAULT BRINGS HER CRASHING DOWN RIBS-FIRST ONTO THE CANVAS WITH CHRIS ELITE SAFELY OUT OF THE WAY! JUST ONE LOOK AT THE AGONY IN HER FACE TELLS YOU JUST HOW MUCH THAT MUST HAVE HURT!
Jake Mercer: CHRIS ELITE WASTES NO TIME IN TAKING ADVANTAGE OF AIZEN’S MISSED FINISHER, SCRAMBLING BACK TO HIS FEET AS QUICK AS HE CAN! SAORI AIZEN IS ON HER KNEES CLUTCHING HER RIBS IN PAIN, AND CHRIS ELITE TAKES AIM BEFORE RUNNING FORWARD!
Stew-O: OPEN YA MATAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! THE RUNNING KNEE SMASH CONNECTS THIS TIME, KNOCKING SAORI AIZEN DOWN TO THE MAT WITH HER FACE DOWN! CHRIS ELITE LOOKS AROUND AND SEES THIS AS THE KEY TO THE END OF THE MATCH! HE TAKES AIM AT THE BACK OF SAORI’S HEAD AND CLUTCHES HIS FIST; HE’S GOING FOR IT! HOURS IN SILEEEEEEEEEEENCE!–
Flannery McCoy: Wait, what in the world?! THAT’S HANS GRAYSON! HANS GRAYSON JUST MADE IT TO RINGSIDE, AND CHRIS ELITE NOTICES HIM BEFORE HE CAN UNLEASH HOURS IN SILENCE ON SAORI AIZEN!
Jake Mercer: GRAYSONITES RISE UP! Grayson gets onto the apron, pissing Chris Elite off as he turns to Hans Grayson and starts arguing with him! The two are having a heated argument here, but…
Stew-O: The referee walks over to Hans Grayson and forces him to get off the ring, he’s ejecting him from ringside! Why was he out here in the first place?! Chris Elite is still looking furious at Hans for coming out here, but– OH MY GOD! LOW BLOW! LOW BLOW FROM SAORI AIZEN, AND THE REFEREE WAS TOO FOCUSED ON HANS GRAYSON TO HAVE NOTICED IT!
Flannery McCoy: CHRIS ELITE FALLS TO THE CANVAS, AND THAT SOUND MAKES THE REFEREE TURN BACK TO THE ACTION AS SAORI ROLLS HIM UP AFTER THAT LOW BLOW LANDED! SHE’S STEALING IT!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(“Let Me Hear” by Fear, and Loathing in Las Vegas began blaring through the speakers once again to even louder boos than when she entered! Saori Aizen has a mischievous smirk on her face as she staggers up to her feet, holding her head with one hand and having the other raised victoriously by the referee!)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, HERE IS YOUR WINNER… SAOOORIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!
Stew-O: Chris Elite had this match in the bag, but Hans Grayson showing up threw him off his game and allowed Saori Aizen to go low in order to get the win!
Flannery McCoy: I would say I can’t believe Saori did that, but given the fact that she’s known as the Demon Child, maybe I should’ve seen that coming.
Jake Mercer: Hey, you take wins however you can; at the end of the day, whoever gets their hand raised by the referee is the one who has the bragging rights of a winner, and tonight, Saori is the one who managed to get it done no matter how it happened!
Stew-O: The only question is, how is Chris Elite going to get back at Hans Grayson for what he did tonight? The Fire Heart had better watch out, because the wrath of Chris Elite is not something to be taken lightly…
(The video feed lingers on Saori’s celebration as she gets out of the ring, leaving Chris Elite hunched over in pain but still managing to glare daggers at Hans Grayson, before the video feed fades to black.)
(A commercial plays for NBA 2K25.)
(As Dynasty transitions elsewhere, Minerva can be seen outside of the arena, back against the wall as she looks up at the night stars. The audience in attendance can be heard cheering upon seeing the sight of her. Some cuts and bruising can be seen on the Black Rose’s skin, no doubt a testament to the war she went through along with Myles and Drake King in War Games. She seems to be calm though, taking in the sight of everything before the door near her creaked open. Her head turns towards it, and her eyes slightly open seeing who walks out.)
Minerva: You’re here?
(The door closes, and the camera shifts so that the person is visible. It was none other than Drake King. He himself isn’t exactly like a porcelain figure as he has his own war marks on him. He simply goes to the wall and leans back against it, hands buried in the pockets of his white slacks.)
Drake King: …
(Minerva looks at him, trying to read the room. It was all too familiar for her. She could tell he was upset. Still, she didn’t pry. She turned her head back towards the star-glistening sky.)
(Then, she heard his voice.)
Drake King: That was stupid. So, so stupid.
(Minerva brought her attention back over to him.)
Minerva: Last weekend was… disappointing, I will admit. We were close to victory. We should be standing here as the winners.
(She briefly closed her eyes. Even with her own admittance of feelings, it wasn’t like Minerva was too caught up in the outcome. After all, in the wrestling business, the unexpected can happen, and that was the circumstances she had to deal with along with the shortly-reunited New Eden.)
Minerva: Everyone’s marveling at the fairytale ending Showdown got. However, it was an outcome that wouldn’t have been possible in the first place had Joso not intervened.
Drake King: Are you trying to make me feel better?
Minerva: I know better than anyone pity is not what you seek. Still, the truth of the matter is that Bronson, Veena and Milli can’t necessarily say they were truly better than us in the end. Luck just so happened to have favored them on that particular night.
Drake King: Well, luck or no luck, that doesn’t change the predicament that happened. We still lost. I still lost. Once again, I got screwed during a marquee match and I had absolutely no control over it. I don’t deserve this.
Minerva: It’s frustrating, but what else can be done? The only course to take is to keep moving forward. At the very least, Andre isn’t around anymore and Joso’s concentration is solely placed on Myles, so you have nothing to worry about.
Drake King: Easy for you to say.
(Minerva rolled her eyes.)
Minerva: Pouting isn’t going to change anything.
Drake King: And neither is acting like everything is going to be fine, Minerva. You don’t get how I feel. I am above taking losses like this. Now everyone is going to appear what those idiot opponents of ours have been saying thinking that I’m not the same God that I always have been when the fact of the matter is that it wasn’t from a lack of trying and it certainly wasn’t because of a lack of talent. Reckless Wiring was annoying as is to deal with, but now this? Come on.
(Another brief spell of silence falls on the two former teammates. After a while, Minerva spoke up.)
Minerva: We can worry about the past all we like. How things may not work out in our favor. However, dwelling on it isn’t going to change things, Drake. All you can do is learn from it and focus on what can be controlled.
Drake King: …
(Drake folds his arms.)
Drake King: Easy for you to say when this is all your fault.
Minerva: I’m sorry?
Drake King: Is that a sincere apology?
(Minerva blinked, looking at him in disbelief.)
Minerva: Are you serious?
(Drake’s head snaps towards her, where he glares.)
Drake King: Yes! I’m serious! You want to act as if everything is fine? Seriously? You’re the reason we lost that match!
Minerva: What are you even talking about—
Drake King: You were two slow to save your title reign from ending and you were too slow to make sure the match kept going for us. Now that stupid excuse for a world champion is gonna hang on to the fact she’s beaten you twice, and the worst part is? I actually thought that with you by my side we could’ve gotten the job done just like we did two years ago. But no, it didn’t go down that way. Maybe you would’ve been better off if you had walked down to that ring at the Draft Show and actually retired, because then I wouldn’t have been embarrassed by you!
Minerva: Embarrassed? How dare you—
Drake King: No, Minerva. How dare YOU? You pretty much gaslit me into working with you and Myles, and look at the outcome!
Minerva: Need I remind you that you literally begged for us to help you out? I never gaslit or tried to convince you. You were the one who pleaded with us to help you, and I decided to be the bigger person and do just that.
Drake King: Oh, how selfless and sweet of you, Minerva. You were just the poor, unwitting victim, right?
(Minerva frowns.)
Minerva: You know what? Perhaps I am because your baggage is the reason we were even in the mess we were in.
(Drake look offended.)
Drake King: MY baggage?
Minerva: This all started because of you. Andre Walker used his Gawd contract to put us together. So, really, I suggest you look at the man that you see every morning in that mirror because clearly, wherever you go, trouble follows. You can never for once in your miserable, pathetic life get things sorted for yourself. Everyone always has to suffer.
(She took a deep breath.)
Minerva: Just like us.
Drake King: …
(Drake narrows his eyes.)
Drake King: Yeah? Well, I should’ve NEVER trusted you guys!
(Drake got closer to Minerva.)
Drake King: It was a mistake I made, thinking that you and your stupid husband could ever be by my side, but it’s fine. I know better now… and I know that it’s better for me to handle my issues instead of thinking that they could go away. So, guess what?
(He took one more step.)
Drake King: I’m going to handle it.
(Realizing what he meant, Minerva pivoted her body towards him, glaring right back at him.)
Minerva: So be it.
(Drake snarls. However, he doesn’t do anything. He storms off, getting back into the arena. Minerva watches on and she shakes her head. She lets out a sigh, looking up at the moon.)
Minerva: Cu cât lucrurile se schimbă mai mult, cu atât lucrurile rămân la fel…
(The final shot zooms in on the glistening moon before it fades back inside to the ringside area, where Stephie Love can be seen in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following main event contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Sinister Purpose’ by Creedence Clearwater Revival can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the audience lets their voices be heard through their mixed reactions, loud nonetheless with Kirk Redwood emerging from the back. He eyes the ring, not giving much of a glance to the crowd as he remains focused for his main event match.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first!!! From Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 210 pounds… KIRKKKKKKK REDWOOD!!!
Stew-O: Kirk Redwood is surely looking to mount the most considerable momentum tonight after a tough defeat at Territorial Invasion. Despite giving the Interwire Champion an absolute fight of his life, the night did not end with the gold that he was hoping for. Tonight is as good of a night as ever to return back to winning ways.
Flannery McCoy: There’s no doubt about that, Kirk was very close to coming out of the weekend prior with gold over his shoulder, but that wasn’t meant to be. A win tonight can place him back in the conversation as a championship contender, seeking out the singles gold once more!
(‘Survivor’ by The Score can be heard throughout the arena as Rex McAllister makes his way outward from the entrance ramp as he has a positive expression, giving a brief glance toward the audience. He looks at the crowd with a reassuring nod, before looking ahead to Kirk in the ring as he then makes his way down the ramp with optimism for the main event.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent! From Sea Isle, New Jersey, weighing in at 238 pounds… REXXXXX MCALLISTER!!!
Stew-O: It’s no surprise that Rex McAllister is always the elitist you bet on to pursue for the most valiant journey possible, as he can go through all of the setbacks & always find a way to continue his winning ways. Tonight, it could very well be another case of exactly that after an unfortunate loss at Territorial Invasion alongside Raven Roberts.
Jake Mercer: Rex McAllister is an EAW Hall of Famer for a reason, he has the accolades while also posing himself a man of utmost respect through those ropes as well. He remains on the most important chase for gold as a man who will fight through all of the adversity necessary. Tonight, he’s got a main event clash with a man who is hungering all the more for his own momentum…
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And we’re off! Rex McAllister taking on Kirk Redwood right here in the main event of Friday Night Dynasty! We have been able to shift back into your traditional Dynasty action after the events of Territorial Invasion, as we refocus on the coming event that will certainly be House of Glass! McAllister & Redwood can both do some good on a match like this, mounting any momentum that they can give themselves after unfortunately both coming up short of the mark within their respective matches the other weekend. Now they both have this opportunity to rebound from their previous losses & usher in their winning ways if they want to return to potential championship contention.
Flannery McCoy: McAllister & Redwood are now circling the ring here, as both elitists would surely like to bring forth a new level of energy tonight and come out of this main event with a well fought victory. Rex begins to pace around here as Kirk is getting closer, both raising their own arms upward as they then come together & the collar and elbow tie-up is soon applied! Neither man is willing to give way here as they’re both pushing forward, trying to maintain their own footing to the best of their abilities while McAllister is slowly but surely gaining the advantage here, being able to lean Kirk against the ropes behind him!
Jake Mercer: Now the referee is looking to begin his count here, but not exactly given any time to even think about continuing past a three as Rex doesn’t waste much time backing himself away from his own opponent and raising his own hands in the air. The sportsmanship from Rex being displayed while Kirk also has his own hands raised, respecting the space created between them—‘till Kirk reaches forward and gets his arm around Rex’s head!! The headlock is quickly applied as Redwood isn’t wasting any chances here to gain some measure of momentum and control going into this match! Kirk’s wrenching his arm around his head intensively as now Rex is struggling to make room for himself right now!
Stew-O: This doesn’t last for too long however as Rex is now keeping himself on his own two feet and has a hold of Kirk’s waist, pulling him over toward the ropes & looking to push him off as he moves forward.. but Kirk keeps the headlock applied!! McAllister has no choice but to drop to a knee here as Redwood seems to have the control for the time being, and this isn’t looking to be the best position for McAllister here as he’s struggling. Rex does keep his arm around his waist, moving himself upward before now hoisting Kirk from off the mat to drop him down with a back suplex to break to the hold!!!
Flannery McCoy: As Kirk finally let’s go after the back suplex!! Rex is now bringing himself up in a quicker pace as Redwood is doing the same, looking to keep his focus on McAllister as he rushes toward him and swings—BUT REX DUCKS THE SWING & RETURNS BACK WITH A PELE KICK AS KIRK TURNS AROUND! Kirk is rocked by the pele kick as he now finds himself reeling against the ropes, moving forward here as McAllister is back up to his own feet and seeing that Kirk’s stumbling toward him AND DIRECTLY INTO A RUNNING NECKBREAKER!! Kirk is planted down onto the mat as he hooks the leg!
ONE!!!
TWO–
Jake Mercer: Not close to an emphatic end to the match as Kirk gets his shoulder up! Rex nods to himself as he is sitting up, seeing that Kirk will be a glaring threat in this match as he’s now focused on keeping Kirk situated in this meandering position, as McAllister situates himself over Kirk and is quick enough to apply this reverse chinlock on Redwood while he can! Now Kirk himself is struggling a bit more than he would like, which is very much being applied to the fullest as Rex is now trying to keep Kirk from mounting any large amount of energy needed to retaliate back against him. Redwood is shaking his head however, not trying to keep himself locked in this position despite the pressure being applied with this chinlock!
Stew-O: Kirk is slowly able to find himself some ground, bringing himself to a knee while Rex is trying to keep this chinlock applied despite Redwood’s insistence on fighting back! McAllister is keeping this control to the best of his abilities, but this isn’t looking likely to maintain itself as Redwood is now finding himself up on both feet, with Rex trying to keep any form of a headlock here regardless of how Redwood has been finding himself this proper footing–but Kirk sends a stomp down onto Rex’s foot!! McAllister winces just enough for Kirk to grab a hold of his leg and work himself around, forcing Rex to drop down onto the mat in a prone position as KIRK TURNS THIS INTO AN ANKLE LOCK!
Flannery McCoy: Now Rex has become the opponent who’s fighting the submission here! Redwood has been able to turn the reverse chinlock keeping him down into an ankle lock that’s giving McAllister further issue with avoiding! This has been formulating more perfectly for Redwood, twisting Rex’s ankle accordingly while refusing to allow Rex any further room to move around here, keeping this submission applied ‘till Rex eventually doesn’t have much of a choice other than tapping here, but that’s difficult enough to bring out of McAllister! Rex is reaching toward the closest ropes that he can move the closest toward, but Kirk only pulls him away from said ropes as he emphasizes the middle of the ring!
Jake Mercer: While Kirk is pulling him away from the side of the ring where the ropes were closer, Rex is able to roll himself over and drop Kirk down now, with a hold of Redwood’s leg as he’s now managed to bring himself back over his opponent–employing a newfound BOSTON CRAB SUBMISSION JUST LIKE THAT! McAllister was able to escape the ankle lock by turning the pressure placed on himself into a reversal that ends up turning the pressure against Kirk Redwood! Kirk is struggling to drag himself and Rex’s own bodyweight here as he’s trying to reach for any rope break that he can potentially cause here! Kirk is struggling a sizable amount as now McAllister is looking to pull him away from any potential ropes closest to him and back to the middle of the ring!
Stew-O: ‘Till Kirk manages to grab a hold of Rex’s leg while being dragged away, pulling McAllister off of his own positioning and causing him to fall forward! Redwood quickly works himself around and onto him as he gets his arms around him, applying an emphatic rear naked choke while McAllister couldn’t retort back with his own offense! The rear naked choke is locked in tightly as McAllister is losing much of his own leeway here, trying to battle through the pressure being placed around his neck as Redwood isn’t relenting back! Rex is slowly but surely finding himself back up to his feet, shaking his head repeatedly as he’s fighting through and looking to escape—
Flannery McCoy: KIRK HOISTS REX BACK & NAILS A CHOKE SUPLEX TO PUT MCALLISTER DOWN!! Rex lands onto the brunt of his own skull there as he’s now sitting up in a great deal of delirium! McAllister’s struggling as he’s dazed to a considerable amount, trying to bring himself back up before Kirk could keep him suppressed down on the mat as he has been trying to from the very beginning—BUT KIRK NAILS REX WITH A HUGE CLOTHESLINE TO PUT HIM BACK DOWN!! Redwood rushes to the cover as the referee slides to the pin after he hooked the leg!!
ONEEE!!!
TWOOOO—
Jake Mercer: Kick out from Rex McAllister!! Kirk isn’t able to keep him down for the count but you could say that he’s been able to keep Rex at bay for a substantial amount of time! Kirk is now bringing himself back up as Rex is trying to remain in this match, crawling around and toward the corner ‘till Redwood places a brief stomp over the back of Rex! His opponent is now keeping him suppressed against the corner, with repeated stomps right over his chest as the referee is now counting down! McAllister can’t do too much here to get himself out of this as the referee is continuing to this count ‘till Kirk decides enough is enough and backs himself away! Redwood doesn’t stay away for long though, rushing forward and looking for a boot!
Stew-O: BUT REX WITH A HOLD OF HIS LEG!!! Kirk’s halted as McAllister stops him by grabbing his leg in place before PULLING KIRK DIRECTLY INTO AN ENZIGURI!! Kirk is staggered by the enziguri as he’s now teetering on wobbly legs, motioning over toward the ropes as he’s leaned against them and now trying to recover in the quickest manner possible! But McAllister isn’t gonna allow for Redwood to rebound to a considerable degree here, now RUSHING BACK TOWARD HIM & LOOKING FOR A BICYCLE KICK—
Flannery McCoy: BUT KIRK CAUGHT HIM! HE SIDE STEPPED AND CAUGHT HIM BEFORE TOSSING HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE!! But Rex is holding onto the top rope here as Kirk is on a knee, recuperating as quickly as he can!! He sees that McAllister has not been brought down, and Redwood is now forced to focus back onto Rex as he’s walking over and looking to knock him off with another clothesline to bring Rex to a screeching halt—BUT REX DUCKS & GRABS KIRK.. SENDING HIM OVER THE ROPE WITH AN OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY!! Kirk barely lands his own feet onto the ringside floor to stop the impact from being any more strenuous than it could’ve been!!! Rex is now sitting on the apron, recovering in a more timely fashion while Kirk is trying to recover as well!
Jake Mercer: While Redwood was able to evade disaster by allowing for his own body to turn at a greater angle to not land square on his back or skull, dragging himself back up as he’s got an arm over the barricade & looking to move back into the fray—BUT REX WITH A MISSILE DROPKICK FROM THE APRON AND DOWN TOWARD KIRK REDWOOD!! Kirk was knocked right off of his feet as he’s set spiraling back into the barricade, back first! Now McAllister is working back up to his feet, with Redwood not making any immense movements here as Rex is now looking to drag Kirk back into the ring, but it’s proving to be a bit more of a struggle as McAllister hasn’t exactly been on any walk in the park as this match has rolled on!
Stew-O: Nonetheless, Rex is able to push Kirk back into the ring while the referee doesn’t have any need to count with McAllister now working to get himself back into the ring! He’s motioning through the ropes as he can.. BUT KIRK WITH A SUDDEN DROPKICK DIRECTLY TO REX’S TEMPLE WHILE HE HAS MOTIONING THROUGH THE ROPES!! Redwood must’ve tried to unleash any sort of energy he could before Rex had the opportunity to make good on the dropkick from the apron!! Now McAllister is knocked right out of his own loop, the bells ringing throughout his head as Kirk is now crawling himself over to Rex, wrapping his own arm around his head as he’s applying the GUILLOTINE CHOKE!!
Flannery McCoy: THE CHOKE IS APPLIED!! Kirk is shaking his own head as he’s holding out to keep this submission applied for as long as possible! Rex is keeping his own body in a more elevated position as he’s refusing to stay down completely! The referee is looking out for any reason to call this match, but McAllister is very much refusing to stay put as he’s got his arms wrapped around Kirk’s waist! He’s slowly but surely rising back up to his own feet, as Redwood is refusing to let go!!! McAllister is essentially carrying Kirk right now as the guillotine choke is still tightly locked in, with Rex backing himself toward the ropes & now using that momentum to move forward—
Jake Mercer: TO PLANT KIRK DOWN WITH A SPINEBUSTER TO ESCAPE THE SUBMISSION!!! Rex hooks the leg of Kirk afterward as the reversal may prove to bring the win right here!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREE—
Stew-O: NO! KIRK IS ABLE TO BRING HIS ARM UP—BUT REX GETS A HOLD OF HIS ARM AS HE TURNS THE KICK OUT INTO A SUDDEN FUJIWARA ARMBAR!! Kirk is struggling considerably not even a second after kicking out from the pin as he’s in considerable pain, squirming himself around as he’s shaking his own head vigorously with how much force is being placed upon himself here to persevere! Rex is wrenching his arm back with all of his weight placed against his back as this submission may cause Kirk to give in!!!
Flannery McCoy: Kirk’s reaching toward the ropes but Rex has done an impeccable job at keeping a fair distance away from the ropes with all of his awareness intact! Redwood will have to think quickly if he wants to get himself out of this submission as Rex has only continued to pull Kirk’s arm back in an unnatural way here.. BUT KIRK IS ABLE TO SHIFT REX’S WEIGHT OVER AND ENGAGE WITH THE ROLL UP!!! THE COUNT IS MADE!!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREE—
Jake Mercer: REX IS ABLE TO ESCAPE THE ROLL UP! McAllister is now rolling himself back up to his own feet as he’s focused on Kirk, rushing back toward him to keep the momentum strong—BUT KIRK LEAPED TOWARD HIM & WITH HIS LEGS WRAPPED AROUND HIM HE’S GOT THE KIMURA LOCK APPLIED!! McAllister is forced to drop back down to the mat as Kirk has now assumed his own control here through the kimura lock! Rex is writhing in pain as Redwood is wrenching Rex’s own arm upward in an unnatural manner, contorting his arm drastically as McAllister’s undergoing his own struggle!
Stew-O: Kirk is keeping this kimura lock willingly through while Rex himself will have to go through as much of a strife ridden struggle as this match has led to! McAllister is shaking his own head vigorously as he’s refusing to keep himself down & out, but this will be the reality he’s met if he’s unable to get himself out of this submission soon before long! Now Rex is getting himself up, and Kirk is holding on despite the strength that Rex is posing at the moment to be able to bring himself and Redwood back up here—TILL HE’S ABLE TO CRASH REDWOOD DIRECTLY INTO THE TURNBUCKLE!! Kirk is forced to let go as he’s now stumbling a bit while Rex has got a hold of his own arm here ‘till KIRK SWINGS—
Flannery McCoy: BUT REX DUCKS—AND CATCHES HIM AS HE TAKES HIM DOWN WITH AN OLYMPIC SLAM!! Kirk is down as Rex hooks the leg for the cover once more!!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: NOT ENOUGH! KIRK REDWOOD IS STILL IN THIS MATCH!! Rex is sitting up now, breathing heavily as this match has absolutely been a great ordeal of exchanges between two elitists who are giving it their all tonight! Now McAllister is bringing himself up here, eyeing Kirk here as he’s looking for the emphatic end to this match that can bring him victory tonight in the main event of Dynasty… with Kirk slowly rising to his feet and all… REX DOESN’T WASTE MUCH TIME RUSHING FORWARD WITH THE ‘REX EFFECT’—
Stew-O: A SUDDEN HEADBUTT FROM KIRK DROPS REX MCALLISTER AS HE WAS TRYING TO RUN FORWARD AND NAIL THE REX EFFECT!! McAllister is staggered as he’s now dropping down to a knee, dazed by the headbutt as Kirk is bringing himself back up in quite the hurry, shaking his own head as he’s dragging himself up with the ropes and sees Rex is staggered for the moment! While not looking to waste time AS KIRK RUNS FORWARD AND LANDS ‘BLITZKRIEG BOP’ TO THE BACK OF MCALLISTER’S HEAD!!! Kirk rolls Rex over and hooks the leg, looking to pick up a big win here on Dynasty!
ONEEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEE—
Flannery McCoy: NO! REX KICKS OUT!! Kirk is feeling the effects of this match considerably as well here but he’s not wasting another moment bringing himself up, grabbing a hold of Rex’s legs as he’s now fixing his positioning TO PLACE HIM INTO THE ‘COLLINS LOCK’!!! FIGURE FOUR SHARPSHOOTER IS APPLIED AS REX’S STRUGGLE CAN BE SEEN ALL OVER HIS FACE!! Kirk may be one step closer to bringing an end to this match as McAllister is truly going through the ringer here after everything that Kirk has done throughout this match!
Jake Mercer: BUT LOOK AT REX! He’s making the movement happen as he’s dragging his own body weight and Kirk toward the ropes!!! Kirk can already see where this is going as he’s dragging Rex back around—BUT REX HAS A HOLD OF KIRK’S LEG AND YANKS HIM OFF! MCALLISTER IS TRYING TO GET HIMSELF OVER REDWOOD TO GET THE ‘REX LOCK’ APPLIED!!!
Stew-O: BUT KIRK SENDS REPEATED KICKS TO THE TEMPLE OF MCALLISTER!!! Rex couldn’t place the submission on Kirk as they’re now separated, with McAllister teetering back up to his feet as Kirk is dragging himself up with the ropes, directly eyeing McAllister while he’s stunned here BEFORE LEAPING ONTO THE TOP ROPE & BACK TOWARD HIM WITH THE ‘.50 CAL’—
Flannery McCoy: JUMPING HIGH KNEE FROM REX CATCHES KIRK REDWOOD IN THE AIR!!!! THE KNEE FROM MCALLISTER WAS A SUCCESS AS HE HAD AN ANSWER FOR REDWOOD’S SPRINGBOARD! KIRK IS ON WOBBLY LEGS AS MCALLISTER’S NOW RUSHING OVER TOWARD THE ROPES AND RUNNING BACK… ‘REX EFFECT’ CONNECTS!!!! REX EFFECT IS A SUCCESS AS HE GETS HIS OWN BODY OVER KIRK, HOOKING THE LEG FOR THE WIN!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… REXXXXX MCALLISTER!!!
Jake Mercer: Wow! That was one hell of a bout between both of these elitists tonight! They each wanted to rebound from their losses at Territorial Invasion immensely, letting out all of the stops here as Kirk brought Rex through the ringer, but McAllister gets the job done!
Stew-O: Kirk Redwood proves himself to be a considerable threat against any opponent he faces, giving the EAW Hall of Famer quite the challenge tonight on the main event of Dynasty, but the winner of this match proved himself having enough in the tank to bring the victory. Congratulations to Rex McAllister, and thank you all for joining us right here on Dynasty! See you next week!
(‘Survivor’ can be heard blaring throughout the speakers once more as Rex McAllister rises back up to his own feet, breathing heavily but nodding to himself as he’s able to pick up a much needed win. The referee raises his arm in victory, as Rex looks out to the audience who respond to him positively. Kirk sits by the ropes, clutching his jaw with a hand while disgruntled with defeat as the scene soon fades.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
