NIGHT 1

(EAW Intro Plays)

(The camera opens a low, rumbling bassline pulses through the air like a heartbeat, steady at first and slowly then rising, intensifying, until it is joined by the distant crack of a snare drum, sharp and deliberate. Neon lights flicker to life across a sprawling skyline, illuminating the unmistakable glow of Broadway… Nashville, where honky-tonks hum with energy and the night breathes with anticipation.)

Narrator: This is Nashville! Music City. A place where legends are made not by chance… but by their own created moments that have lasted through time and rhythm.

(The rhythm builds, guitars now screaming through the speakers, blending country soul with hard rock fury as the camera cuts to a sweeping aerial shot of Geodis Park, a coliseum with a fight feel glowing beneath the Tennessee night. Forty thousand strong, every seat filled, every voice ready, every heartbeat synchronized with what is about to unfold.

Narrator: Because for the next two nights… this isn’t just another event, it is THE GRAND RAMPAGE. An EAW Marquee Live Event where destiny is not handed out, it is ripped from the grasp of twenty-nine others. Thirty competitors. One ring. One opportunity.

(The footage shows past Grand Rampage winners holding their arms in the air. Methuselah, Jamie O’Hara, Rex McAllister, Drake King, Impact, Kassidy Heart, Jake Smith… and a flurry of others in the past. Then it shows highlights of how they won, and moments that were never forgotten from those matches.)

Narrator: Every two minutes, the countdown strikes like a ticking clock toward oblivion. The buzzer sounds and another soul steps into the storm of bodies in the ring. Hope collides with violence. Dreams crash against reality. Alliances form and shatter in the same breath, as bodies are thrown over the top rope and into the abyss below.

(The footage shows each of the past winners eliminating the last person in the ring, and then a bevy of eliminations from prior Grand Rampages.)

Narrator: There are no pinfalls. No submissions. No mercy. Only survival. And when it is over, THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE. And they will go on to the main event at Pain For Pride!

(The footage then switches to show all the participants in the 2026 Grand Rampage, from TLA, Joso, Jon Kelton, Chris Elite, BRAE, Damon Lazarus, Impact, Limmy Monaghan, Minerva with ToXXXin, DGS, Donovan Duke and Vincent Mondrian with Silas Mason, Brianna Hill, Halsey Neel, NICK, Cynthia Valice, Anna Wautier, Akari Kiyoko, Damien Kutcher, BOA, Holly Arrow, Jamie Valdez, Rei Oboro, and Matthew Kazama with surprises sure to be in store as they flash through moments so far this year.)

Narrator: But Grand Rampage is not just about the future, it is about now. Because tonight, championships hang in the balance, each one a war waiting to erupt. Four World Titles where history can be rewritten in an instant.

(The scene then switches to Jake Smith and the Answers World Championship, Michael Machina and the World Heavyweight Championship, Drake Armstrong with the EAW World Championship, and Milli Banks with the Universal Women’s title. It then flashes the opponents in Veena Adams, Kirk Redwood, Jay Jerry Johnson, and Mia Santoro.)

Narrator: Champions who have clawed their way to the top now stand on the precipice, staring down challengers who refuse to leave without gold. Personal vendettas spill into sanctioned combat. Rivalries that have simmered for months, some for years, reach their boiling point under the brightest lights imaginable.

(It then shows the champions and their challengers starting with Kai Rabeaux and Diego Montana, Daryl Kinkade and Ryan Joseph Wilson, Effy McAvoy and Winona Henrickson, Clayton Golde and Christian Miyazaki, Auburn Ware, Eris Morti, Saori Aizen and Ashlynn Quinn.)

Narrator: This is where grudges are settled, betrayals are avenged and careers are either immortalized or erased.

(The camera cuts again quick flashes now: A fist colliding with a jaw, body crashing through barricades. A stare-down so intense it feels like time itself has stopped, championship raised high only to be ripped away moments later. Switching to footage of the opponents in the matches the next two nights – Kassidy Heart and Rex McAllister, Adam Lucas and Miku Sakai, Harper Lee and Bea Valentine, Cy Henderson and Drake King, Raven Roberts and KASAI, Hans Grayson and Cody Maverick, Pandora Paisley and Caroline, Sayuri Himura and Carmen Sanchez, finally Diamond Dixon with Cosmo Goldsworthy and Candice Blair with ARIA.)

Narrator: The loud cheers and boos echo through the arena. The crowd is no longer just watching; they are feeling it. Because Grand Rampage is a riot with a rhythm. Violence with a melody, a symphony of destruction conducted in the heart of Music City.

(Flashes of all the competitors are shown and the participants in all the matches and the Grand Rampage through various stages of their season so far.)

Narrator: And just like the greatest songs ever written, it builds, it crescendos and leaves an impact that can never be forgotten. Tonight, in Nashville… Legends will rise and dreams will shatter. One Elitist will outlast them all to leave their name in immortality.

(A scenic shot is shown of Geodis Park and the EAW.)

Narrator: The lights dim, music cuts as the countdown begins. 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… Welcome… to Grand Rampage!!!!

(And the scene slowly fades out.)

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???: AND NOW EAW AND MORTAL KOMBAT II PRESENTS THE 2026 MARQUEE LIVE EVENT – THE GRAND RAMPAGE!

(The scenes opens in beautiful Geodis Park; the fireworks go off as “Helicopter” by A$AP Rocky plays throughout while the fans stand on their feet cheering and excited for the first of two nights in the Grand Rampage Event. The camera pans to the Showdown team of Deadprez, the gorgeous Sienna Swann, and Gavin Kirkland.)

Deadprez: WELCOME TO THE GRAND RAMPAGE! I AM DEADPREZ AND I AM HERE WITH MY FELLOW SHOWDOWN ANNOUNCING TEAM THE EVER SOOOOO FINE AND BEAUTIFUL SIENNA SWANN! AND GAVIN KIRKLAND! WHAT AN AMAZING TWO NIGHTS WE HAVE HERE TONIGHT AND IT WILL BE CAPPED OFF WITH THE 30 PERSON GRTAND RAMPAGE! WE ARE ALSO JOINED BY VOLTAGE’S RICH RUSSILLO, THADD BLAZEVICH, AND PERSEPHONE, ALONG WITH DYNASTY’S OWN STEW-O, JAKE MERCER, AND FLANNERY MCCOY! SIENNA, THIS IS YOUR FIRST TRI-BRAND MARQUEE EVENT! WHAT DO YOU THINK!

Sienna Swann: SIMPLY AMAZING SWEETIE! THE CROWD IS WILD, WE ARE SOLD OUT BOTH NIGHTS AND I KNOW THAT THERE WILL BE SOME GRUDGES SETTLED IN THE NEXT 48 HOURS, AND WHEN WE ARE DONE, ONE PERSON WILL BE POINTING AT THE PAIN FOR PRIDE SIGN HANGING HIGH AS THEY WILL MAIN EVENT IT IN TORONTO! I AM SO EXCITED!

Gavin Kirkland: I AM SO EXCITED STANDING NEXT TO ONE OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMEN IN THE WORLD! BUT WORLD CHAMPIONSHIPS ARE ON THE LINE, WE HAVE SOME BLOOD FEUDS, CHAMPIONSHIPS AND SO MUCH MORE BUT SIENNA, DEADPREZ! WE ARE GOING TO KICK IT OFF IN STYLE, RIGHT!?

Deadprez: I WILL GIVE THE HONORS TO SIENNA SWANN!

Sienna Swann: THANK YOU PREZ! WELL, HANG ON TO YOUR ASSES BECAUSE WE ARE KICKING OFF THE GRAND RAMPAGE NIGHT ONE WITH ONE OF THE BIGGEST MATCHES SO GINA ROMANO, SWEETIE…. TAKE IT AWAY FOR THE RING INTRODUCTIONS!

(The camera shits to Gina Romano in the ring.)

(The graphics for the first match of the night appear as the crowd goes wild)

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Gina Romano: YOUR OPENING CONTEST OF THE 2026 GRAND RAMPAGE IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL… AND IT’S FOR THE EAW ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!

Crowd: YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(‘7 Rings’ by Ariana Grande hits to an absolutely thunderous ovation from the crowd as Veena Adams makes her grand entrance onto the stage first. She takes a brief pause on her way, scanning the crowd around her before nodding in composed acknowledgment and proceeding straight toward the ring.)

Gavin Kirkland: The challenger is here, or should we say… the REAL World Champion is looking to reclaim what was unjustly taken from her?

Sienna Swann: Oh, you absolutely can say that, sweetie. Look at her, poised, immaculate, dressed like she actually belongs in a marquee match. This is how a star presents herself. Not like some counterfeit clown we’re about to see.

Deadprez: Tonight is about redemption for Veena Adams, and finally, it’s time for her to take this back for herself. She has waited long enough for this moment.

(Veena Adams enters the ring and leans back against the corner, centering herself as she prepares…)

Crowd: ## BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(As soon as the crowd realizes who is about to come out next, they do not hesitate and immediately unleash their disdain…)

(….)

(‘Stop Breathing’ by Playboi Carti hits to the loudest boos imaginable.)

Sienna Swann: Oh, it just got louder, didn’t it? I can barely hear myself, and I refuse to shout over this… filth.

Gavin Kirkland: Thank God we’re wearing headsets, because this reaction is deafening!

Deadprez: Yeah, this is absolutely insane.

(Jake Smith walks out, completely IGNORING the crowd and the hostile atmosphere, strutting straight toward the ring with the Answers World Championship around his waist, Caroline following behind him.)

Gavin Kirkland: Well, Jake Smith… he’s not a deserving champion. I don’t agree with anything that’s happened. Veena Adams did not deserve what she went through, and she needs to make this redemption come to fruition tonight!

Sienna Swann: Exactly, sweetie. And look at him for a second. That gear? That presentation? It screams insecurity. You can drape yourself in gold all you want, but it won’t fix the lack of refinement.

Deadprez: Either way, this is shaping up to be a tremendous match to kick off Grand Rampage.

(Jake arrives at the ring, but before doing anything else, he stops and stares at Veena with a hateful glare before stepping inside. He removes the title from his waist and places it over his shoulder, standing in the corner as the spotlight shines down on Gina Romano.)

Gina Romano: INTRODUCING… FIRST!…. THE CHALLENGER!/….FROM GREENWICH, CONNECTICUT! WEIGHING IN AT 137 POUNDS!… SHE IS THE GOLDEN STAR!… VEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ADAMSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Veena remains composed, continuously staring down Jake, slightly raising her arm as the crowd erupts before returning to her stance. Camera slowly pans back to Jake, who appears relaxed in the corner, though still glaring at Veena with resentment…..)

Gina Romano: INTRODUCING!…

Gina Romano: … THE CHAMPION!… FROM ATHERTON, CALIFORNIA!… WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS!… HE’S THE ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION!… HE’S THE FOREVER CHAMPION!… THE EAW HALL OF FAMER!…. JAKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!…. SMITHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Crowd boos to an EXTREME degree as Jake raises his title high into the air and flexes toward them, smirking arrogantly before turning back to Veena and giving her a disdainful glare. He then hands the championship to the referee, who conducts a quick check on both competitors as they continue to stare each other down. The referee finally signals to begin the match.)

(DING DING DING!)

Gavin Kirkland: Answers World Championship match to kick off another great Grand Rampage to remember, and this one is absolutely worth sitting through! One of the most compelling contests on this entire card already!

Deadprez: AND AS SOON AS THE BELL RINGS, JAKE BURSTS OUT OF THE CORNER!

Gavin Kirkland: THESZ PRESS BY VEENA AND HERE WE GO! A FLURRY OF STRIKES RAINING DOWN ON JAKE SMITH AS VEENA TAKES HIM TO THE CANVAS AND UNLOADS WITH BOTH FISTS! JAKE IS COMPLETELY DEFENSELESS FROM THE START!

Sienna Swann: Now this is how you open a match. Sweetie, if only more men carried themselves with this level of urgency instead of looking like disheveled disappointments.

Deadprez: Jake finally manages to shove Veena off and scrambles underneath the bottom rope to the outside. He clearly needs a moment to regain his composure.

(As Jake stands on high alert, visibly panicked, Caroline watches from a distance while he vents his frustration by kicking the steel steps.)

Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) FUCK!

Sienna Swann: What is wrong with him now? Sweetie, control yourself, you look absolutely ridiculous….

(Veena resets her stance inside the ring, gesturing for Jake to return.)

Veena Adams: (Off-Mic) Fight isn’t over yet, Jake. Get your ass back inside!

Gavin Kirkland: Jake needs time to regroup right now, and it looks like he’s starting to formulate some kind of plan as he climbs onto the apron….

(….)

Deadprez: Veena is ready for him, anticipating his next move as Jake looks to re-engage-

(Jake suddenly hops back down from the apron and starts walking away as the crowd erupts in boos.)

Sienna Swann: … Is he serious right now? It is not a good look, Sweetie.

Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) I don’t deserve this! She treats me unfairly! I… I NEED SOME RESPECT!

(While Jake complains to himself, Veena lets out an exasperated sigh and slides out of the ring, quietly positioning herself behind him.)

Gavin Kirkland: Jake is still dwelling on everything that happened earlier, and now he’s turning around- OH!

Sienna Swann: WHAT A PERFECTLY PLACED ELBOW FROM VEENA, SWEETIE! THAT JUST CLOCKS HIM CLEAN!

Deadprez: Jake now getting picked back up and Veena sends him rolling back inside the ring as he tries to regain his footing. Veena now steps into the ring-

Gavin Kirkland: BICYCLE KICK CONNECTS! JAKE GOT TO HIS FEET AND IS FIRING UP AS VEENA GOES DOWN!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, look at him flailing around like that and calling himself the GOAT. I have seen better from mannequins, goodness gracious….

(Once Veena is down, Jake turns away and braces his arms out as he smiles.)

Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) I’M THE FUCKING GOAT! WHO’S THE ONE?! I AM!

Deadprez: Jake now looks to redirect himself here and heads off to the ropes this time as Veena slowly regains her footing-

Gavin Kirkland: BACK WITH A LEG TAKEDOWN AND SHE GOT JAKE! HERE IT GOES, THE ANKLE LOCK IS APPLIED! JAKE IS SUDDENLY TRAPPED DOWN, AND VEENA IS CRANKING IT IN RIGHT NOW!

(Once Jake is trapped in the ankle lock, he’s crawling toward the nearest rope possible to force a break as he desperately throws strikes. However, Veena anticipates it and, despite still wrenching the hold, allows Jake to inch forward because… she is merely testing him.)

Sienna Swann: Look at that expression on his face. Absolute disbelief. Can we talk about that look? He’s giving little goblin energy right now, it is not flattering.

Gavin Kirkland: There’s something in his eyes, Prez. That’s not just fear, that’s… I don’t even know, desperation? Or maybe something snapping inside him?!

Deadprez: You can see the strain in every movement. The torque on that ankle has done its damage already, but somehow Jake is still dragging himself forward, still fighting through it.

(But instead of fear consuming him, Jake clutches his leg, gradually rising to his feet to face Veena, who remains poised and waiting. He begins to shout.)

Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) Is this the game you want to play??!?! Alright, let’s see then.

(PUSH! Jake shoves Veena’s face away.)

Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) How’s that? You want to test me, you fucking bitch?!-

(CRACK!)

Gavin Kirkland: OH! A MASSIVE JUMPING KNEE IN RESPONSE JUST TOOK JAKE DOWN! VEENA DROPS INTO AN IMMEDIATE COVER!

ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Gavin Kirkland: HE KICKS OUT! JAKE KICKS OUT! HE WAS CAUGHT COMPLETELY OFF GUARD, BUT HE REFUSED TO STAY DOWN!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, that is what happens when you run your mouth looking like that. Maybe fix the face before picking a fight.

Deadprez: Panic is setting in after that kick out, you can see it all over him. That wasn’t part of the plan at all. Veena is already back on her feet, just waiting for him to turn around as he stumbles upright… PALM STRIKE SPINS HIM AROUND!

Gavin Kirkland: She’s firing on all cylinders right now! Rapid body shots, those palm strikes cracking against the ribs and chest, leaving him even more defenseless! This is pure domination, and I love it, Prez!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, this is what happens when emotion overrides composure. She’s dissecting him piece by piece and exploiting every weakness. Smart move by a smart woman!

Deadprez: Momentum like this can flip an entire match if it keeps escalating, but securing a championship is never that simple. Jake is cornered right now, taking repeated elbow strikes across the body, nowhere to go, nowhere to breathe. Now Veena is setting up for something decisive here….

(Veena pauses momentarily, glancing down at him as he slows, his guard dropping while he looks up-)

Gavin Kirkland: OH! A CLEAN ELBOW STRAIGHT ACROSS THE FACE! THAT ONE CONNECTED FLUSH! JAKE MIGHT BE WALKING OUT WITH A NASTY BRUISE AFTER THAT!

Sienna Swann: Keep the guard up next time. You cannot afford to look careless and incompetent at the same time, Sweetie.

Deadprez: Veena now constructing another setup, methodically dragging Jake out and propping him into a seated position on the top turnbuckle, his face turned outward toward the crowd. Veena begins to ascend, and the audience is absolutely relishing this moment to a tremendous degree…

Gavin Kirkland: Veena grabs a handful of his hair here and looks around, and listen to them! The crowd is practically begging for it!

Deadprez: AND NOW SHE STARTS POUNDING THAT RIGHT HOOK INTO HIS FACE AS THE CROWD ENJOYS JAKE BEING PUBLICLY HUMILIATED!

Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE!….

Gavin Kirkland: Annnnd here comes the swing!

Crowd: TEN!!!!!!

Sienna Swann: That was long overdue. Honestly Sweetie, Jake’s face needed a bit of restructuring anyway, and Veena just did the public a favor. Gavin, if he is going to get embarrassed like this, at least try to look good.

Gavin Kirkland: I mean, Sienna, I think he still looks great. Not as great as you, of course, nobody compares to you, but still!

Sienna Swann: Please, Gavin. Keep dreaming, and Jake, if you are going to get dismantled in front of everyone, do better. You’re the world champion, for Christ’s sake….

Gavin Kirkland: Jake is now being dropped down and left hanging upside down in the tree of woe! Veena has a perfect opportunity to capitalize here as she backs away, creating distance between herself and Jake from the opposite corner! Veena now takes off!-

Deadprez: RUNNING DROPKICK CONNECTS STRAIGHT TO THE JAW! JAKE IS BLASTED OUT OF THE TREE OF WOE AND CRASHES DOWN HARD!

Gavin Kirkland: Jake is down once again, Veena hooks the leg!

ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Gavin Kirkland: TWO COUNT! JAKE KICKS OUT YET AGAIN!

Deadprez: You can see it all over his face, the pain, the disorientation. Jake is being forced to endure relentless punishment, and Veena still looks composed, still looks like she can go all night.

Deadprez: This has not been the most flattering display from the champion thus far, and Veena regains control once more as Jake staggers back to his feet. VEENA STRIKES WITH A KESAGIRI CHOP!

Gavin Kirkland: Jake can barely stabilize himself after that brutal shot across the throat, but he is still hanging on… WAIT, HE FIRES BACK WITH A FOREARM!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, that looked like desperation more than anything. Veena still has far more composure, far more elegance in how she carries hersel while Jake looks like he got dragged through a bargain bin.

Deadprez: Veena absorbs it and immediately retaliates, grabbing Jake again and driving repeated elbow strikes into the side of his neck! Jake is getting hammered before he can even mount anything substantial. Jake is stunned and– HERE COMES ANOTHER KESAGIRI CHOP! THIS TIME TO THE SHOULDER AND JAKE DROPS TO HIS KNEES!

Gavin Kirkland: Veena pulls him back up, dragging him to his feet and setting him up here, she might be looking for a German suplex!

Deadprez: Jake manages to react just in time, both hands breaking the grip and swatting her arms away before STRIKING BACK WITH AN ENZUIGIRI!

Gavin Kirkland: Veena gets spun around and nearly collapses to the canvas! Jake is struggling to hold himself together, barely keeping his balance as he reaches for her… AND HE LAUNCHES HER WITH A WHEELBARROW GERMAN SUPLEX! IT IS A BIT UNSTEADY, BUT JAKE STILL MANAGES TO EXECUTE IT!

Sienna Swann: She would execute it flawlessly, Gavin. Our champion is hardly in peak condition. Somebody needs to introduce him to a proper diet and a mirror while they are at it.

Deadprez: Veena is down– BUT THERE IS NO HESITATION HERE! A DESPERATE URGE FROM JAKE TO END THIS AS HE SCRAMBLES UP TO THE SECOND ROPE! HE IS PREPARING TO LAUNCH HIMSELF!

Gavin Kirkland: WHAT?!

Deadprez: HELL ABOVE!

Gavin Kirkland: WAIT A SECOND, IT GETS CAUGHT! A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN FROM VEENA, SHE RELEASES ONE LEG AND TRANSITIONS IMMEDIATELY! TWISTING HIM OVER INTO A SINGLE LEG CRAB! IT IS LOCKED IN TIGHT!

Sienna Swann: This is just exquisite. Nowhere to go, nowhere to escape, and look at Jake, sweetie, flailing around while Veena maintains that composure!

Gavin Kirkland: This time, there is no hesitation at all, the aggression Veena is applying to that single leg Boston Crab says everything! SHE IS LOOKING TO BREAK HIM RIGHT HERE AND NOW, AND JAKE IS GOING TO HAVE A HARD TIME FINDING ANY WAY OUT OF THIS!

Deadprez: EVERYTHING IS BEING THROWN INTO THIS EFFORT! There are barely any options left for Jake, but he knows he cannot afford to lose! You can see him trying to hold himself together through sheer will alone!

Gavin Kirkland: THE HEAD SHAKING SAYS IT ALL, JAKE TRIES TO DRAG HIMSELF ACROSS THE CANVAS TOWARD THE ROPES ONCE AGAIN!

Sienna Swann: LOOK AT THIS, SWEETIE! Veena is grinning while keeping everything pristine, and now she drags him right back toward the center of the ring. Absolutely ruthless!

Gavin Kirkland: BUT THERE IS A SLIVER OF SPACE! USING THAT MOMENT, JAKE MANAGES TO SHIFT HIS WEIGHT AND TWIST OUT OF THE HOLD! THE MOMENTUM CHANGES AS VEENA TRIES TO REPOSITION, BUT SHE IS STRUGGLING TO KEEP CONTROL!

Deadprez: FROM THE MAT, HE TURNS OVER AND STARTS FIRING KICKS REPEATEDLY TOWARD HER FACE! EACH ONE CONNECTING WITH FORCE! IT IS FORCING VEENA TO LOOSEN HER GRIP, SHE CANNOT MAINTAIN IT ANY LONGER!

Gavin Kirkland: Back on his feet as quickly as he can manage, Jake steadies himself while Veena regains her composure, but she gets seized! Lifted up now, and it looks like he is setting for the Kneecap Brainbuster!

Deadprez: Slipping out of danger at the last possible second, Veena drops to the side and clings onto the arm, trying to pull him down with her into a double knee armbreaker!

Gavin Kirkland: But that footing is planted firmly to the canvas, Jake refuses to go down! Veena crashes awkwardly onto the mat, and that opens the door! Jake vaults over while maintaining control of the arms, hauling her back up to her feet!… AND THE KNEECAP BRAINBUSTER CONNECTS CLEAN! VEENA GOES DOWN!

Deadprez: That impact came at a cost though. The leg has already been compromised by those submission attempts from Veena Adams, and now you can see the damage catching up as he drops into a grimace, clutching at it in pain!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, pick a struggle. Either be brilliant or be pathetic, not both at the same time. Jake is completely disheveled, gasping like that.

Deadprez: Seated on the canvas, Jake is clutching his leg, breathing heavily and trying to speak with the referee about his condition while Veena remains down after that devastating move.

Referee: (Off-Mic) Jake, I’ll come back to you—

Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) SHUT THE FUCK UP! I’M EXTREMELY HURT AND I’M THE CHAMPION! I’M NOT IN GOOD CONDITION! IF ANYTHING GOES WRONG, WHO THE HELL IS GOING TO RUN THE JAKE SMITH SHOW?! HUH?! GET YOUR PRIORITIES STRAIGHT, YOU DUMBASS!

Deadprez: The referee looks completely thrown off, trying to process that as they crawl over to check on Veena…

(TACKLE!)

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, what was that?

Gavin Kirkland: From behind out of nowhere, Jake just rushed in and took the referee down! That might have been accidental, but the official is completely knocked out and rolled to the outside!

Deadprez: And now look at this… the pain is suddenly gone. The moment the coast is clear, that expression changes entirely.

Sienna Swann: Of course it does. He looks just as tacky as ever, just with a little less acting involved.

Gavin Kirkland: Sliding to the outside now, Jake is digging underneath the ring… and you can tell exactly what he is thinking! He wants to even the odds!

Deadprez: A STEEL CHAIR IN HAND, AND HE IS BRINGING IT BACK INTO THE RING. VEENA IS STARTING TO STIR, TRYING TO GET HER BEARINGS!

Gavin Kirkland: Danger written all over this situation! Veena turns around, and Jake is ready to swing!

Sienna Swann: Watch it, sweetie!

Deadprez: SHE EVADES IT! THE CHAIR GOES FLYING OUT OF HIS HANDS AS VEENA REBOUNDS OFF THE ROPES! HE TURNS AROUND—

Gavin Kirkland: SPEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! VEENA JUST CUT HIM IN HALF! JAKE IS FOLDED COMPLETELY! THIS HAS TO BE IT! VEENA DROPS INTO THE COVER!

Deadprez: THE REFEREE IS STIRRING, TRYING TO GET BACK INSIDE, BUT THIS IS TAKING PRECIOUS SECONDS!

Sienna Swann: Oh, please. Are we really dragging this out? Move faster, sweetie!

Gavin Kirkland: THE REFEREE IS BACK IN POSITION AND STARTS THE COUNT!

ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE—

(……)

Gavin Kirkland: NO! NOT ENOUGH! JAKE KICKS OUT AT TWO AND KEEPS HOLD OF THE CHAMPIONSHIP!

Deadprez: Jake rolls away just in time after that kick-out, but you can see it etched across his face, that impact carved straight through his midsection. He is clutching at his core, clearly compromised. Meanwhile, control has decisively swung back into Veena’s grasp.

Sienna Swann: Look at her, sweetie. Veena is dragging herself upright, barely graceful but still composed enough to make it look intentional. Stumbling toward the corner like that, you would think she would climb, but… she actually has the audacity to think ahead!

Gavin Kirkland: She is staring right through Jake! She is terrifying but also kinda… cute, yk?

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, Gavin, keep your hormones in check for five seconds. She looks like she has been through a storm, but I suppose there is something appealing about the desperation. Regardless, relax. Anyway, Bust his head now!

Deadprez: Jake is trying to steady himself, barely regaining his bearings, and Veena charges out of the corner with reckless velocity–

Gavin Kirkland: SKULL FRACTURE!!!!!!!!!!!!

Deadprez: No, it does not connect! Jake evades at the last possible second, and Veena nearly loses her footing entirely. She stumbles, barely stabilizing herself before turning around… AND JAKE SPRINGS UPWARD FOR THE STARMAKER!

Gavin Kirkland: Denied! Veena blocks it mid-motion, halting that cutter attempt cold! She shoves forward with surprising force, launching Jake through the ropes and sending him crashing to the outside! Veena was inches away from disaster, but she managed to capitalize in the most opportunistic way possible!

Deadprez: Jake is scrambling to find his footing after that spill, trying to pull himself upright, but Veena is far quicker to recompose herself. She regains her bearings, builds momentum off the ropes, and launches through!… SUICIDE DIVE! JAKE CRASHES HARD ONTO THE FLOOR AS VEENA SOARS THROUGH AND DRIVES THAT ELBOW STRAIGHT INTO HIS SKULL ON IMPACT!

Sienna Swann: Now that is how you assert control, sweetie. Unlike Jake Smith, who always looks like he is performing for approval instead of fighting to win. It is absolutely tiring just watching him try so hard to be something he is not.

Gavin Kirkland: Veena is LOCKED THE FUCK IN right now! She is not hesitating for a second, completely focused, dragging Jake back to his feet and rolling him straight into the ring the moment she gets the chance!

Deadprez: Veena is ascending now, methodical but assured as she makes her way to the top rope. Jake is still disoriented, trying to gather himself, barely aware of what is about to happen!… Veena reaches the summit, steadies herself. Jake turns around!… DIVING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT TO JAKE! VEENA ADAMS GOES RIGHT INTO THE COVER!

ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE–

Deadprez: And once again, Jake kicks out! But every second this match continues, his vulnerability becomes more pronounced. Veena has been systematically dismantling him, and that window of opportunity is only widening in her favor.

Gavin Kirkland: That was so close! Veena had it right there! She looks incredible right now, Sienna, absolutely incredible!

Sienna Swann: Of course she does, Gavin. Try keeping up. But if she wants to finish this, she needs to stop admiring her own work and put him down properly.

Deadprez: It appears we have returned to the methodical cadence of this contest once again as Veena Adams begins to surgically dissect Jake Smith further. She takes her time rising, secures a tight front headlock, and transitions smoothly across the canvas… UNDERHOOK SUPLEX CONNECTS!

Gavin Kirkland: This is exactly what she excels at, just relentlessly targeting Jake with precision and control, and here she goes again… SECOND UNDERHOOK SUPLEX BUT HOLD ON, HOLD ON… WAITTTTTT… AND THE THIRD! THE FULL TRIFECTA! DEADLY RECALL STRIKES AGAIN AND JAKE IS COMPLETELY FLOORED!

Sienna Swann: Oh, sweetie, she didn’t just land those, she packaged him up like a clearance item and tossed him aside. She understands she’s dealing with someone stubborn to put away, so she’s taking the refined route and dismantling him piece by piece.

Deadprez: Jake is now scrambling back to his feet, and you can clearly see the pain etched across him as he tries to regain some footing. Veena closes in, continuing to pressure him, but Jake fires back, throwing strikes in desperation. He drives a knee into her midsection and follows up with a right hand, forcing himself forward despite the damage he’s sustained.

Gavin Kirkland: Jake is trying to seize desperate control with a headlock takeover, but Veena refuses to comply, slipping into a headscissors attempt, but Jake hops out and retreats, holding himself together as he rises back up, looking for the Superkick, but Veena evades it, and counters with a School Boy roll up! This is rapid-fire action all around!

Deadprez: But instead of committing to the pin, Veena is transitioning into something that favors her strength. Look at this, the poise of The Golden Star on full display!

Sienna Swann: Oh, sweetie, is she actually trying to powerbomb him from that position? That would be devastating.

Gavin Kirkland: VEENA COULD BE SETTING UP FOR EFFECTIVE!-

Deadprez: Jake forces himself free from the hold and lands firmly on his feet, now stomping down on her repeatedly while barely holding himself upright at the same time. He is doing everything possible just to stay in this fight!

Gavin Kirkland: And now Jake begins hammering down across her spine after that kick to the midsection, just unloading strike after strike, making sure she stays grounded with no opportunity to recover!

Deadprez: Jake is now grabbing hold of her and sending her through the ropes, leaving her standing on the apron. He drags her in position, and it looks like he might be going for the Hangman’s DDT here!

Sienna Swann: And yet Veena is still resisting, sweetie. She’s not about to let someone who looks like he got dressed in the dark control her like that. She’s fighting back with everything just to keep her footing. I respect that far more than whatever Jake thinks he’s presenting right now.

Gavin Kirkland: Veena finally creates separation and drives a shoulder thrust straight into his midsection, sending the champion stumbling backward into the ring. She measures him and quickly ascends to the top rope once again, steadying herself… AND VEENA TAKES FLIGHT-

Deadprez: ## SUPERKICK IN MID AIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gavin Kirkland: WHAT A COUNTER! Jake Smith catches her clean out of the air with that Superkick, pulling off one of the oldest tricks in the book and executing it perfectly! Veena was about to crash, but Jake held onto her and pulled her in… FOR THE PROPHETIC!!!!!!!!!! JAKE SPIKES VEENA INTO THE CANVAS WITH THE ROLLING CUTTER AND GOES FOR THE COVER TO RETAIN!!!!!!!!!!

ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Gavin Kirkland: AND THAT WAS SO CLOSE! JUST ANOTHER HEARTBREAKING MOMENT FOR JAKE SMITH! VEENA ADAMS KICKS OUT!

Sienna Swann: Well, thank goodness, sweetie. That just means we still have plenty of time to see an actual upgrade crowned instead of this walking catastrophe pretending to be champion. Honestly, look at him, nothing about that presentation says prestige.

Deadprez: Jake clearly not satisfied with that result, now mounting over Veena and letting that frustration spill out as he begins hammering down right hands straight into her face, just unloading with pure aggression!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Deadprez: And listen to this reaction. Jake hears every bit of it, stops for a moment, and looks around… but that only seems to aggravate him further as he starts pointing out into the crowd, jawing at every single person in sight!

Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) DO YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING TO START THIS SHOW IN A GOOD MOOD?! NO! YOU’RE GOING TO SIT THERE AND WATCH THE REAL GOD OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, the only divine thing about him is the audacity. Meanwhile, Veena is already getting back up, and you can tell she is absolutely livid. Still looks better than him doing it too.

Deadprez: Jake turns around and notices, immediately driving a brutal boot straight into her face… but Veena doesn’t go down! She stays seated and flips him off right in defiance!

Veena Adams: (Off-Mic) That’s the best you can do? Fucking fickle!

Gavin Kirkland: OH, HERE WE GO!

Deadprez: Jake is not going to take that lightly! BICYCLE KICK STRAIGHT TO THE FACE AND THAT DROPS THE CHALLENGER! HE GOES FOR THE COVER!

ONE!-

Gavin Kirkland: AND VEENA IMMEDIATELY SHOVES HIM OFF! SHE IS NOT HAVING IT AND JAKE IS IN COMPLETE DISBELIEF!

Deadprez: Look at the expression on Jake’s face as Veena starts to rise again, fueled purely by anger and resolve! The crowd is absolutely erupting for her right now!

Sienna Swann: This is exactly where it starts to unravel for you, Jake, sweetie. You can’t break someone who still looks composed under pressure.

Gavin Kirkland: Jake is trying to get back to his feet and approach her, but HERE WE GO! VEENA SHOOTS IN WITH A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN AND STARTS UNLOADING! STRIKE AFTER STRIKE AFTER STRIKE! SHE IS ABSOLUTELY UNLEASHING ON JAKE SMITH! THIS IS NOT ABOUT TECHNIQUE, THIS IS PURE, UNFILTERED RAGE AFTER EVERYTHING HE’S PUT HER THROUGH!

Deadprez: JAKE IS COMPLETELY ABSORBING THIS ONSLAUGHT RIGHT NOW! HE IS TAKING EVERY SINGLE SHOT AND THE CROWD IS LOVING EVERY SECOND OF IT!

Deadprez: Veena ruthlessly gets back to her feet and immediately starts caving Jake’s head in with a barrage of stomps, each one targeting his hand with deliberate intent, trying to fracture it completely as the crowd only grows louder watching this brutal assault unfold!

Sienna Swann: Hey, hey, sweetie, I do enjoy a bit of refinement in violence, but is the referee planning to step in at any point or are we just letting him get dismantled piece by piece?

Gavin Kirkland: It might not matter now because Veena finally relents and drags Jake up before launching him straight into the corner! Jake looks completely disoriented, barely aware of where he is, but Veena has a clear target in mind as she charges in!… RUNNING ELBOW INTO THE CORNER!

Deadprez: Jake is trapped in a compromised position and Veena drags him right back out, continuing to capitalize on the damage she’s already inflicted to his head!… RUNNING BULLDOG SPIKES HIM BACK DOWN INTO THE CANVAS!

Gavin Kirkland: Jake probably has no idea where he is right now, but Veena certainly does! She’s stalking him, setting up once again as Jake struggles to get back to his feet… VEENA LOOKING FOR SKULL FRACTURE-

Deadprez: OH NO!

Sienna Swann: Again, sweetie? Control yourself, you’re too polished to be reckless like that.

Gavin Kirkland: She nearly caught the referee with that kick but manages to stop just in time!

Sienna Swann: And that hesitation just cost her, sweetie!

Deadprez: JAKE CAPITALIZES FROM BEHIND, GRABBING VEENA AND SENDING HER INTO THE ROPES!… LAST SEDATION BY JAKE SMITH!

Gavin Kirkland: VEENA LEAPS OVER IT! SHE REMEMBERS THAT MOVE FROM HER PREVIOUS ENCOUNTERS AND AVOIDS IT CLEANLY! SHE HITS THE ROPES AND COMES BACK AS JAKE TURNS AROUND JUST IN TIME!

Deadprez: SPEAR-

Sienna Swann: GETS CAUGHT, SWEETIE! JAKE TRANSITIONS INSTANTLY, SCOOPING HER ONTO HIS SHOULDERS AND DRIVING HER DOWN!… USHIGOROSHI!

Deadprez: And Jake is not done yet, he immediately rushes to the corner after that impact! He’s scaling to the second rope as Veena fights through the pain to stand, but she might be too late!… JAKE DESCENDS FOR HELL ABOVE!

Gavin Kirkland: BUT VEENA STILL HAS SOMETHING LEFT! THAT LAST RESERVE OF STAMINA! SHE CATCHES HIM BY THE THROAT MID-DESCENT AND DRIVES HIM DOWN!… THUMBS UP!!!!!!!!!!!

Deadprez: JAKE IS DROPPED HARD TO THE MAT, BUT VEENA TOOK DAMAGE AS WELL! SHE COLLAPSES INTO THE COVER IMMEDIATELY, HOOKING THE LEG EVEN IF SHE CAN BARELY HOLD HERSELF UP!

ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!-

(………)

Gavin Kirkland: JAKE STILL MANAGES TO KICK OUT AT TWO DESPITE EVERYTHING VEENA ADAMS HAS UNLEASHED SO FAR!

Sienna Swann: I was not expecting to get this invested, sweetie, but I will admit… Veena Adams is looking exceptional tonight. This is what I enjoy: a refined woman dismantling a man who looks like he barely survived getting dressed this morning.

(Veena tries to rise, but her body is betraying her. She is visibly exhausted, having expended nearly all her energy throughout this war. Jake is no better, equally drained and struggling.)

Deadprez: This opening contest has been a relentless exchange of momentum between these two, and somehow, we are still waiting to see who has enough left to close it out.

(Jake slowly turns and begins to rise at a sluggish, unsteady pace. He is dazed, barely able to stabilize himself. Veena forces herself up as well, pain reminding her that this war is far from over. They lock eyes.)

Gavin Kirkland: And here we go, a right hand from Jake Smith to bring this match back to life!

(Veena absorbs the punch, but instead of responding immediately, she grabs Jake by the head… AND DRIVES A VICIOUS KNEE INTO HIS JAW! Blood spills from Jake’s mouth.)

Deadprez: God, that impact was brutal…

Sienna Swann: Disgusting, but effective. Though Jake bleeding all over the place does absolutely nothing for his already questionable presentation, sweetie.

(Jake wipes the blood from his mouth, notices it, and looks back at Veena. For once, he looks genuinely furious.)

Gavin Kirkland: Jake does not look like he can believe this-

(SPIT!)

Sienna Swann: OKAY NOW THAT IS REVOLTING!

(Crowd erupts in boos as Jake spits blood into Veena’s face. Veena stands in disbelief, her expression shifting.)

Gavin Kirkland: And I think Jake might have finally gotten the reaction he wanted from Veena Adams as she marches toward him-

Deadprez: ## STARMAKER!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gavin Kirkland: NO, HE BAITS HER INTO IT! HE USES HER OWN RAGE AGAINST HER AND CATCHES HER OFF GUARD! JAKE WITH THE STARMAKER AND HE IS LOOKING TO END THIS RIGHT HERE!

Sienna Swann: ARE WE SERIOUSLY ABOUT TO OPEN THE SHOW LIKE THIS, SWEETIE?! THAT WOULD BE EMBARRASSINGLY ABRUPT!

Deadprez: JAKE WITH THE COVER! IS HE ABOUT TO RETAIN?! ONE! TWO!?!

ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!-

(………)

Gavin Kirkland: JAKE SMITH–

Deadprez: VEENA ADAMS!

Gavin Kirkland: OH MY GOD! YES! YES! LET’S GO! SHE KICKS OUT! SHE KICKS OUT! SHE IS STILL IN THIS MATCH! THERE IS STILL A CHANCE TO STOP THIS!

Sienna Swann: JAKE CANNOT BELIEVE HIS EYES, AND FRANKLY, SWEETIE, HE SHOULD START PREPARING HIMSELF BECAUSE AT THIS RATE, HE IS ABOUT TO BE COMPLETELY DISMANTLED! LOOK AT HIM, PANICKING, AND STILL THINKING HE BELONGS IN THE SAME RING AS HER!

Gavin Kirkland: JAKE CANNOT PROCESS WHAT HE JUST WITNESSED! HE IS IN SERIOUS TROUBLE AND HE IS PANICKING RIGHT NOW!

Deadprez: HE HAS NO CONTINGENCY LEFT, NO COMPOSURE TO RELY ON, BUT HE KNOWS HE HAS TO END THIS MADNESS IMMEDIATELY AS HE DRAGS VEENA ADAMS BACK UP… GOING FOR GOD COMPLEX-

Gavin Kirkland: VEENA AVOIDS IT! JAKE CRASHES HARD AND STUMBLES BACK TO HIS FEET! VEENA IS UP AS WELL… SKULL FRACTURE!!!!! SHE FINALLY CONNECTS!!!!!

Deadprez: Jake is down and out, completely incapacitated, and now Veena secures control… KILLER QUEEN’S RHAPSODY! Jake is out cold, completely unresponsive, but Veena drives it in regardless!

Gavin Kirkland: THERE IS NO WAY!

(Jake begins to fade…)

Deadprez: THE REFEREE IS CONDUCTING A SERIOUS CHECK ON JAKE RIGHT NOW, AND THIS COULD VERY WELL DETERMINE THE OUTCOME!

Sienna Swann: This might be the call. Honestly, it would be a mercy. He already looks like a disaster, and this is only making it worse!

Gavin Kirkland: JAKE IS OUT! THE CHAMPION IS DONE-

(Just as the referee is about to call for the bell, they are suddenly pulled out of the ring.)

Deadprez: What the hell?!

Sienna Swann: OH, YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME, SWEETIE!

(It is Caroline who drags the referee out before stepping into the ring herself.)

Gavin Kirkland: NO, CAROLINE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

(Caroline stands still, saying nothing. Veena senses her presence, releases Jake, and slowly rises, coming face to face with her.)

Deadprez: This is about to go one of two ways, and neither looks promising.

Gavin Kirkland: WAIT! A SUDDEN KICK TO THE GUT!… A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE!!!!! SHE JUST DROPS THE CHALLENGER!!!!!

(Jake finally begins to stir, regaining awareness. He looks up at Caroline… and smiles.)

Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) panting… good work.

Gavin Kirkland: NO, NOT LIKE THIS! HE IS CRAWLING INTO THE COVER!

Sienna Swann: Is this really how it ends, sweetie?!?!?!?-

(..…)

?????: (Off-Mic) HEY!

(Jake and Caroline turn as the referee rises back up, having witnessed everything.)

Referee: (Off-Mic) What have you done?!

Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) Wh- Wha-.. WHAT?! What are you talking about? I am trying to make the fucking count-

Referee: (Off-Mic) THAT IS IT! RING THE BELL!

(DING DING DING!)

Gavin Kirkland: OH, AND THAT’S HOW IT ENDS!

Gina Romano: HERE IS YOUR WINNER DUE TO THE REFEREE’S DECISION… BY DISQUALIFICATION… VEENA ADAMS!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) No…

(Jake’s eyes widen, his breathing turning heavy and uneven.)

Gina Romano: … BUT STILL! THE ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION… JAKE SMITH!

Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) No… NO! WHAT?! I DON’T DESERVE TO GO OUT LIKE THIS! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!??!?!??!

(Jake pushes himself up, fury overtaking him as he storms toward Caroline.)

Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE?! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HARD I WORKED TO REACH THIS POINT?! I WAS ON THE VERGE OF PROVING THAT I COULD SURVIVE THIS, THAT I COULD ENDURE ALL OF IT, AND YOU… YOU…

Caroline: (Off-Mic) …..

(Jake stumbles over his own words, fists clenching tighter with every passing second. Referee attempts to hand him the championship, but Jake swats it away without hesitation.)

Jake Smith: (Off-Mic) YOU RUINED THIS FOR BOTH OF US! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?! DID YOU EVEN CONSIDER, FOR A SINGLE SECOND, WHAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED IF YOU HAD NOT INTERFERED?! HOW COULD YOU BE SO UTTERLY RECKLESS, YOU STUPID FUCKING WH-

(PUSH!)

Gavin Kirkland: OH! SOMEONE FROM BEHIND JUST SHOVED CAROLINE STRAIGHT INTO JAKE AND JAKE CRASHES TO THE MAT!

Sienna Swann: That…

Gavin Kirkland: PANDORA PAISLEY! SHE’S HERE! CAROLINE SCRAMBLES BACK UP AND NOW THEY’RE IMMEDIATELY TRADING BLOWS!

Sienna Swann: For heaven’s sake. Sweetie, does she not own a mirror? Charging in looking like that and inserting herself into this situation?!?

Deadprez: Right after the World Championship match too!

Gavin Kirkland: These two are going at it with no restraint, and we have completely spiraled from the opener into pure chaos! This is basically an extension of the Answers World Championship fallout!

Sienna Swann: This is not going to end cleanly. Can somebody with actual authority escort these two out before this turns even more uncouth?

(Furthermore, fight spills through the ropes to the ringside as both continue exchanging strikes. Caroline throws frantic shots while Pandora retaliates with equal ferocity, the brawl escalating up the ramp and heading straight toward the backstage area as security struggles to contain them.)

Gavin Kirkland: That’s going to be a long night for them!

(Camera cuts back to the ring where Jake Smith stands, his composure shattered and emotions running rampant.)

Gavin Kirkland: Well… we’re back here, and there’s your champion, for better or worse…

(Jake shakes his head, trying to dispel the chaos, irritation written all over his face as he reaches down to retrieve his championship.)

Sienna Swann: Wait a second, Sweetie!

Deadprez: VEENA ADAMS! SHE SNATCHES THE TITLE OFF THE CANVAS JUST AS JAKE WAS ABOUT TO PICK IT UP, AND JAKE TURNS AROUND TRYING TO REACT!

(CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!)

Gavin Kirkland: VEENA JUST BLASTED JAKE ACROSS THE SKULL WITH HIS OWN CHAMPIONSHIP! HE GOES DOWN!

(Veena stands over Jake, breathing heavily, her expression seething with frustration. She looks down at the championship in her hands, processing everything that has transpired. Gradually, her demeanor steadies, composure returning as confidence resurfaces.)

Gavin Kirkland: This isn’t going to close down easily for Veena Adams, and perhaps the Road to Pain For Pride has just begun for Jake Smith right here!

(‘7 Rings’ by Ariana Grande plays as disappointment remains on Veena Adams’ face following the result. She nods to herself, accepting what just happened, before looking back at Jake with eyes of unfinished business. Veena then leaves the ring to celebrate with the crowd at ringside and up on the ramp as Grand Rampage fades into a commercial break.)

(Commercial break airs for the movie “Michael,” featuring a CGI version and a stand-in stunt double of prime Chris Elite wearing MJ’s “Thriller” outfit, hitting a 630 Splash on some random zombies in a recreation of the music video for the commercial break.)

(A commercial plays for 7/11, featuring Jake Smith and Milli Banks pressing the workers on why they’re not allowed to mix and match the Slushees.)

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(The shot returned to ringside as the next match began…)

Bella Braxton: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall…

Crowd: (off-mic) ONE FALL!

(‘God Shattering Star’ hit to a roar of cheers from the crowd, accompanying ARIA as she made her way to the top of the ramp, feeding off the energy of the crowd in attendance. Soon thereafter, the music morphed into ‘So Far So Fake’, drawing a similarly positive reaction out of the crowd as Candice Blair emerged from the back, meeting ARIA at the top of the ramp as the team began making their way down to the ring.)

Bella Braxton: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 260 lbs…Candice Blair and ARIA!

Rich Russillo: We’re back for another heated battle just over the horizon here at Grand Rampage, and few have become as heated as this war waged between these four elitists! The stakes have only increased, and, with a spot at Fighting Spirit guaranteed for the winners, I doubt there’s a single line left that either of these two teams wouldn’t be willing to cross!

Thadd Blazevich: This has turned into a perfect storm, bro! Two incredibly talented teams and, with things growing more and more personal with each week, I think we’re in for an awesome showing!

Persephone: Who are we kidding? The only way this match will be entertaining is if they try to kill each other from the bell, but I doubt we’re that lucky.

Thadd Blazevich: I don’t know, bro, these teams have been at each other’s throats!

(ARIA and Candice settle in their corner of the ring, their gazes fixed on the ramp as they awaited their opponents, immediately met with boos by the crowd as ‘RUNITUP’ began to play throughout the arena. It didn’t take long for Cosmo Goldworthy to make his presence known, carrying an air of confidence with him as he stepped towards the peak of the ramp, pausing as ‘Nice To Meet Yah’ began to play right after, leading to Diamond Dixon stepping out to join him.)

Rich Russillo: The fans are making their thoughts heard tonight, not giving either of these two a break. Both are immensely talented competitors, but their methods have alienated others.

Thadd Blazevich: Their ‘methods’ are not cool, bro, and they more than deserve the hate they’ve been getting. They’ve got all the talent in the world, and they’ve been wasting it on petty moves and meddling, all so they can get ahead.

Persephone: If you’re not cheating, you’re not trying.

Thadd Blazevich: Bro???

Persephone: One: I’m not your bro. Two: Don’t get me wrong, they’re both giant losers who make me want to throw up every time they step in a ring, but their opponents are just as annoying playing goody two-shoes. I hope they both lose.

Thadd Blazevich: :francis:

(As Cosmo and Diamond made their way down to the ring, they suddenly came to a halt as movement came from the ring and—)

(CRASH!!!)

Rich Russillo: ARIA AND CANDICE BLAIR COME FLYING THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE, TAKING OUT COSMO AND DIAMOND DIXON WITH STEREO SUICIDE DIVES! WE’RE NOT WAITING AROUND! THIS THING IS STARTING OFF HOT, AND THE BELL HASN’T EVEN RUNG!

Persephone: IT’S A MIRACLE!

Rich Russillo: THE CROWD IS SUPPORTING THIS MOVE TENFOLD AS DIAMOND AND COSMO ARE IMMEDIATELY PUT ON THE BACKFOOT, STUMBLING AROUND AS ARIA AND CANDICE PRESS THEIR ADVANTAGE, UNLOADING STRIKES AS OUR POOR REFEREE STRUGGLES TO KEEP THE LID SECURED ON THIS MATCH!

Thadd Blazevich: ARIA’S GOT DIAMOND BY THE HAIR AND TOSSES HER BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE! BAD LANDING FOR THE CROWN JEWEL, BRO! MEANWHILE, CANDICE HAS ALREADY GOT COSMO BY THE APRON AND IS ATTEMPTING TO DRIBBLE HIS HEAD OFF IT LIKE A BASKETBALL!!

Persephone: These idiots have one brain cell between them, but that one brain cell actually listened to me 🥹

Rich Russillo: THE REFEREE IS TRYING IN VAIN TO GET THINGS UNDER CONTROL AS CANDICE GRABS COSMO BY THE WRIST AND LOOKS TO COORDINATE WITH ARIA, WHIPPING HIM ACROSS THE FLOOR! WAIT-! COSMO IS ABLE TO USE THE MOMENTUM TO CATCH HIMSELF IN A TILT-A-WHIRL WITH ARIA!

Thadd Blazevich: AND AS CANDICE COMES TO AID HER TEAMMATE, SHE CATCHES A BOOT TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD BY COSMO AS HE COMPLETES HIS TILT-A-WHIRL WITH A DDT, SPIKING ARIA INTO THE HARD FLOOR BELOW!

Rich Russillo: ARIA’S NURSING THE CROWN OF HER HEAD AS A DAZED CANDICE ATTEMPTS TO RETURN TO THE FIGHT, FIRING A FOREARM ACROSS THE JAW OF COSMO! HE STAGGERS BACK, HOLDING THE SIDE OF HIS FACE, AND IS ABLE TO CATCH CANDICE WITH A BOOT TO THE STOMACH TO DOUBLE HER OVER!

Thadd Blazevich: AND AN ELBOW TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD FOLLOWS! COSMO ISN’T HOLDING BACK TONIGHT, BUT ARIA’S BACK UP AND CHARGES IN WITH A CHOP TO THE CHEST! COSMO IS GONNA BEGIN TO SUCCUMB TO THE NUMBER’S ADVANTAGE, BRO, AND HE’S GONNA SUCCUMB QUICK AS ARIA AND CANDICE BOTH START TO FIRE AWAY! WAIT-! LOOK AT BELOW!

Rich Russillo: DIAMOND DIXON COMES FLYING IN OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A CROSSBODY, TAKING OUT BOTH ARIA AND CANDICE BLAIR! COSMO STUMBLES BACK TO THE APRON AS DIAMOND CRASHES ALONG WITH BOTH ARIA AND CANDICE, LEAVING COSMO AS THE LAST ONE STANDING!

Thadd Blazevich: AND HE ISN’T WASTING TIME TONIGHT, GRABBING A DAZED ARIA BY THE HAIR AND TOSSES HER INTO THE RING, FOLLOWING SUIT AS THIS MATCH CAN FINALLY GET UNDER WAY!

(DING! DING!! DING!!!)

Rich Russillo: LOOK AT COSMO GO! HE’S OFF AND RUNNING, FLYING TOWARDS THE ROPES AS HE SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE…’DANCE MACABRE’ ARIA IS SPIKED WITH THE DDT! AND HE’S RIGHT INTO THE PIN ATTEMPT!

OOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!

(…)

TTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

(…)

Thadd Blazevich: ARIA FIRES THE SHOULDER UP AT TWO! THAT WAS MAD CLOSE, ALMOST A SHOCKINGLY QUICK RESULT IN THIS HIGHLY ANTICIPATED MATCH-UP!

Persephone: He’s gonna use this as an excuse to slow down the pace, isn’t he?

Rich Russillo: I wouldn’t blame you for thinking this match would’ve ended quickly, I mean, who could’ve predicted such a lightning-fast start?! Well, it seems you’re right, Persephone, Cosmo is gonna slow things down, dropping down and grounding ARIA with a side headlock!

Persephone: I take back everything nice I said. Cosmo Goldworthy, please rot in hell.

Thadd Blazevich: It’s a sound strategy, trying to slow things down after such a hot start. If he can turn this into a war of endurance with him as the pacemaker, the advantage will fall comfortably on the side of ‘Mo and Diamond Dixon.

Rich Russillo: Speaking of, Diamond is back up onto the apron, followed by Candice on the opposite side, though both already look exhausted. With that, this match is now beginning to look like a proper tag team bout rather than a wild brawl.

Thadd Blazevich: While Cosmo looks to keep things grounded in the meantime, it’s not without protests by ARIA, fighting her way to one knee, firing an elbow into the gut of Cosmo to weaken his grip on the headlock!

Rich Russillo: Cosmo is forced to back up, now being pushed back into the ropes, being slingshotted across the ring as ARIA moves towards the center of the ring! But Cosmo immediately drops her with a shoulder on the follow-through, dusting off his shoulder and posing for the camera!

Persephone: You can tell he genuinely thinks he deserves to live.

Thadd Blazevich: I think Cosmo needs to be more proactive here. ARIA is right back to her feet, and she is not happy! Waiting for Cosmo to turn around before LIGHTING HIM UP WITH RAPID FIRE CHOPS!

Rich Russillo: ALL COSMO CAN DO IS COVER UP AS THE CHOPS COME IN ONE AFTER THE OTHER! ARIA IS FIRING UP AS SHE GRASPS COSMO BY THE WRIST AND TOSSES HIM ACROSS THE RING AND INTO A NEUTRAL CORNER! SHE FLIES IN AND NAILS HIM WITH A FLYING UPPERCUT!

Thadd Blazevich: HE CAN ONLY BLAME HIMSELF FOR TAKING HIS EYES OFF THE BALL, AND ARIA IS MAKING HIM PAY FOR IT AS SHE BACKS UP AND RUNS TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER, PICKING UP STEAM AS SHE FIRES AWAY WITH ANOTHER UPPERCUT-!

Rich Russillo: NO! COSMO DUCKS UNDER AND PUSHES ARIA UPWARDS AND FORWARDS, SENDING HER CRASHING ONTO THE MAT KNEE FIRST! THAT ONE HAD TO HURT AS ARIA CLUTCHES HER KNEE!

Thadd Blazevich: AND COSMO’S ON THE MOVE, TAGGING IN DIAMOND DIXON AS NOW BOTH HEAD FOR ARIA! COSMO GRABS HER BY THE WRIST AND WHIPS HER TOWARDS THE ROPES, POPPING HER UP ON THE REBOUND…

Rich Russillo: AND RIGHT INTO THE GRASPS OF DIAMOND DIXON WHO CATCHES HER ON HER SHOULDERS! WOW, WHAT POWER FROM THE CROWN JEWEL AS HE TURNS AROUND AND PLANTS HER WITH A SIT-OUT POWERBOMB! DIXON HOLDS THE COVER AS COSMO ENSURES CANDICE STAYS ON THE APRON!

OOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

(…)

TTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

(…)

Persephone: Gonna need a bit more than that…somehow.

Thadd Blazevich: OUT AT TWO! ARIA is not out of it yet, but she’s hurting, and Candice is growing restless on the apron, knowing that she needs to get tagged in to break the deadlock that Dixon and Cosmo have established! They’re not even deterred!

Rich Russillo: Not at all, they’re right back on the attack with Cosmo returning to the apron while Dixon drags ARIA to their corner, keeping her contained as Dixon lays into her with a wicked fast chop across the chest! She lowers her head and just starts driving her shoulder into the gut of ARIA, really working on draining ARIA of all her remaining energy! It’s a sound strategy indeed.

Persephone: I can’t believe I want ARIA to escape this, but I think that’s the only way this match will become even somewhat exciting again.

Thadd Blazevich: It’s good to have you on the right side, brotein shake!

Persephone: :cmon:

(TAG!)

Rich Russillo: Here comes Cosmo Goldworthy, watching as Dixon holds ARIA in place before laying with a strong shoot kick across the gut! Dixon returns to the apron as Cosmo brings her out of the corner, now working the wrist as ARIA drops to one knee!

Thadd Blazevich: Cosmo’s playing it up now, making the most of this momentum on his side to rub it in as he delivers a stiff boot to the side of ARIA’s head! Wait, that might’ve been the wake-up call she needed! ARIA rises to her feet-!

Rich Russillo: ANOTHER BOOT BY COSMO! She stumbles, falling to one knee again…before shooting right back up! She reels back and fires a forearm at Cosmo-! Oh, but he’s got it scouted, catching her wrist right into an armbreaker! She staggers back, now nursing that forearm!

Thadd Blazevich: Cosmo’s not done, firing a forearm across the jaw of ARIA! She’s still stumbling as Cosmo grabs the wrist and yanks back, whipping her to the ropes! He looks for a lariat on the rebound, BUT ARIA DUCKS UNDER, HITTING THE ROPES!

Rich Russillo: COSMO TURNS TO CATCH HER WITH ANOTHER LARIAT, BUT ARIA USES THE ARM TO REPOSITION HERSELF, PIROUETTING AROUND COSMO AS SHE HOOKS THE ARM, DROPPING WITH A STUNNING FALCON ARROW! SHE LOOKS FOR THE COVER…

Thadd Blazevich: BUT THE ARM IS HURTING SOMETHING AWFUL, BRO! SHE ROLLS OVER, TRYING TO SHAKE SOME FEELING INTO HER HAND AS A DAZED COSMO UNCONSCIOUSLY ROLLS TOWARDS THE ROPES! BOTH ARE LOOKING FOR THE HOT TAG AS DIAMOND DIXON AND CANDICE BLAIR WAIT IN THE WINGS!

Rich Russillo: ARIA LUNGES FORWARD-!

Thadd Blazevich: AND SO DOES COSMO!

(Tag!)

Persephone: FINALLY.

Rich Russillo: AND CANDICE BLAIR COMES FLYING IN, CATCHING DIAMOND OFF GUARD WITH A LEAPING BIG BOOT ACROSS THE JAW! DIXON ALMOST LOSES HER FOOTING, STUMBLING INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING! WAIT, A DAZED COSMO REACHES FORWARD TO GRAB CANDICE BY THE SHOULDER-!

Thadd Blazevich: STIFF ELBOW KNOCKS HIM BACK, FOLLOWED BY A DROPKICK THAT DROPS HIM FROM THE APRON! ALL THAT PENT UP ENERGY IS COMING OUT LIKE A REAL FORCE TONIGHT AS CANDICE TURNS HER ATTENTION BACK TO DIAMOND!

Rich Russillo: WHO’S BACK UP AND CATCHES CANDICE FLUSH WITH A PUMP KICK! CANDICE CRASHES TO THE MAT HARD, HOLDING HER NOSE TIGHTLY AS DIAMOND RESTS HER ARM OVER THE ROPES FOR A MOMENT, NOW MAKING HER MOVE TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE MOMENT OF REPRIEVE!

Thadd Blazevich: SHE HITS THE ROPES, PICKING UP STEAM AS SHE LOOKS FOR A SPEAR-! NO! CANDICE LEAP FROGS RIGHT OVER HER AS DIAMOND DIXON STUMBLES INTO THE ROPES, BARELY ABLE TO AVOID DISASTER!

Rich Russillo: CANDICE IS MAKING HER MOVE NOW, GRABBING DIAMOND RIGHT AS SHE TURNS AROUND AND RUSHES TOWARDS THE CORNER, BOUNCING OFF THE ROPES BEFORE CONNECTING WITH…

Thadd Blazevich: A BRILLIANT ‘STARLIGHT’ TORNADO DDT, SPIKING DIAMOND DIXON INTO THE MAT! SHE ROLLS FORWARD AND RIGHT INTO THE COVER, HOOKING BOTH LEGS!

OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

(…)

TTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

(…)

Rich Russillo: COSMO BREAKS IT UP WITH A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP! IT LOOKED LIKE DIAMOND WAS GONNA KICK OUT BUT, HE ISN’T IN THE MOOD TO TAKE CHANCES, EXPENDING THE LAST OF HIS ENERGY TO DELIVER A SICK STOMP TO THE CHEST OF CANDICE BLAIR BEFORE IMMEDIATELY ROLLING BACK ONTO THE APRON, LEAVING THIS MATCH AT A STANDSTILL!

Persephone: This match has more than overstayed its welcome, but sure, let’s see if they can turn this thing around.

Thadd Blazevich: This match has been off to a hot start! How can you not be excited about this?! You can tell just by watching that these two teams are willing to do whatever it takes to bypass the Tag Team Turmoil Tournament and earn their spot at Fighting Spirit!

Persephone: Whatever, just call me when one of them bleeds.

Rich Russillo: Well, Candice is beginning to stir, as is Cosmo on the apron, while ARIA stays poised across the ring. It seems like Diamond will be the last on her feet, immediately met with a jab by Candice!

Thadd Blazevich: A stiff strike connects hard, but it was only a starter for Candice, who immediately takes the initiative in following up with a leaping knee! It’s parried by a defensive Diamond Dixon as she stumbles back, looking to weather the storm as Candice presses on!

Rich Russillo: Oh-! But Diamond throws out a hand and grabs Candice by the throat, cutting through the offense as she powers forward! Candice raises her arms and drops them down, breaking the hold- BUT DIAMOND JUST SWITCHES GRIPS TO HER RIGHT!

Thadd Blazevich: SHE LIFTS CANDICE UP, LOOKING FOR THAT GORILLA PRESS SLAM, BUT CANDICE IS ALREADY TRYING TO WIGGLE HER WAY OUT OF THAT, PUSHING HERSELF OFF AND LANDING ON HER FEET!

Rich Russillo: DIAMOND SPINS AROUND WITH A BACKFIST, JUST BARELY MISSING THE TOP OF CANDICE’S HEAD AS SHE DUCKS DOWN AND WRAPS HER ARMS AROUND DIAMOND’S WAIST, DRIVING FORWARD AND INTO THE CORNER!

Thadd Blazevich: NO WAIT, DIAMOND PIVOTS AND THROWS CANDICE INTO THE CORNER, HER JAW KNOCKING AGAINST THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! BLAIR IS STUNNED IN THE CORNER!

Rich Russillo: AND DIAMOND DIXON WASTES NO TIME HOISTING HER UP ON HER SHOULDERS IN A TORTURE WRACK, WRENCHING HER BODY IN HALF AS SHE MOVES TOWARDS THE CENTER OF THE RING TO KEEP BLAIR AWAY FROM THE ROPES!

Thadd Blazevich: THIS IS WHERE THE SIZE ADVANTAGE COMES INTO PLAY, BRO! DIAMOND DIXON IS SO TALL AND HAS CANDICE SO HIGH UP, IT’LL TAKE A LOT FOR CANDICE TO EVEN LOCATE THE ROPES AND REACH THEM, THEN YOU ADD THE FACT THAT SHE’S UPSIDE DOWN TO THE MIX! THINGS ARE GOING FROM BAD TO WORSE!

Rich Russillo: CANDICE IS WRITHING IN AGONY UP THERE, DESPERATELY CLAWING AROUND, TRYING TO FIND SOME REPRIEVE AS DIAMOND DIXON JUST CONTINUES TO WRENCH HARDER AND HARDER! SHE CAN SNAP IN HALF UP THERE!

Persephone: WAIT, IS SHE ACTUALLY ABOUT TO TAP OUT?!

Thadd Blazevich: IT’S LOOKING LIKE IT, BRO! SHE’S REACHING OUT FOR ANYTHING, TRYING TO SWAY MOMENTUM TOWARDS THE ROPES WHILE DIAMOND TRIES TO STEADY HERSELF! ARIA REACHED HER HAND OUT, TRYING TO MAKE THE TAG AS CANDICE AND DIAMOND BEGIN TO MOVE CLOSER TOWARDS THE CORNER…!

Rich Russillo: BUT DIAMOND IS ABLE TO SPIN AROUND AND BACK UP, JUST BARELY KEEPING CANDICE FROM ESCAPING, BUT NOW THEY’RE MOVING IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION TOWARDS THE CORNER WITH COSMO! WAIT, COSMO IS BEGINNING TO SCALE TO THE TOP ROPE, WHAT IS HE THINKING?!

Persephone: HE’S YELLING AT DIAMOND TO HOLD STILL, OBVIOUSLY!

Thads Blazevich: THIS COULD BE THE END IF COSMO CONNECTS, BUT CANDICE FINDS THE STRENGTH TO FIRE AN ELBOW AT THE FACE OF DIAMOND, STRIKING HER JUST ABOVE THE EYE AND FORCING HER TO DROP! DIAMOND IS STAGGERED, AND CANDICE LANDS BEHIND HER!

Rich Russillo: COSMO IS A FISH OUT OF WATER UP THERE, TRYING TO CHANGE TARGETS AND CATCH CANDICE BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE, BUT DIAMOND DIXON IS IN THE WAY! MORE THAN THAT, CANDICE JUST SHOVED DIAMOND INTO THE CORNER, KNOCKING COSMO OFF BALANCE AND FALLING GROIN FIRST INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!

Persephone: Technically, that’s a tag!

Thadd Blazevich: It is, but I don’t think Cosmo’s in any condition to take advantage right now! Candice Blair is gassed, but she’s in the driver’s seat now as she follows up with a waist-lock, pulling Diamond Dixon out of the corner! She hooks one arm while looking for a half-nelson, slowly pulling back and nailing Diamond with a half-and-half suplex!

Rich Russillo: And that’s Diamond taken care of, leaving Cosmo isolated up top, which is now where Candice is looking! She’s not going without any help, though, rushing to her own corner and tagging in ARIA, who is more than willing to assist!

Thadd Blazevich: Both women head to the corner and begin to climb to the middle rope together, trading strikes against Cosmo to keep him stunned as they both begin to set up! Each hooks one arm and plants their feet! This isn’t looking good!

Persephone: THIS IS LOOKING GREAT!

Rich Russillo: OH BUT COSMO FIGHTS BACK WITH A HEADBUTT TO THE SKULL OF CANDICE, FORCING HER TO DROP FROM THE MIDDLE ROPE! ARIA SWINGS HER BOOT UP WITH AN ENZUGURI, BUT COSMO CATCHES THE BOOT AND PUSHES IT BACK DOWN!

Thadd Blazevich: AND HE FIGHTS ON WITH A FOREARM, STUNNING ARIA! HE DROPS DOWN AND MAKES HIS MOVE QUICKLY, PUSHING ARIA UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE AND NOW BEGINS TO CLIMB, SETTING HER UP AT THE TOP!

Rich Russillo: THIS IS GETTING DANGEROUS! COSMO FIRES AN ELBOW TO THE BACK OF ARIA, KEEPING HER STUNNED AS HE LEAPS INTO THE AIR…POISONRANA FROM THE TOP!!

Thadd Blazevich: HOOOOOLY SMOKES BRO! ARIA IS DOWN FOR THE COUNT, AND COSMO IS RIDING THE MOMENTUM, FLYING BACK TO HIS FEET! HE’S GOT THE ENERGY TO END THIS MATCH IF HE CAN JUST CAPITALIZE-!

Rich Russillo: HERE COMES CANDICE BLAIR WITH A SPINNING WHEEL RIGHT ACROSS THE JAW! COSMO IS OUT ON HIS FACE, ONLY KEPT ON HIS FEET BY A MIRACULOUS LEVEL OF BALANCE!

Thadd Blazevich: BUT CANDICE REFUSES TO SLOW DOWN, HOOKING ONE ARM AND SNAPPING BACK TO DROP COSMO RIGHT ON THE CROWN OF HIS HEAD WITH A SAITO SUPLEX! NOW ARIA AND COSMO ARE DOWN, AND CANDICE IS STANDING TALL!

Persephone: LOOK, DIAMOND IS BACK UP!

Rich Russillo: SHE’S EXHAUSTED, BUT SHE’S CAUGHT CANDICE OFF GUARD! SHE GRABS HER BY THE NECK AGAIN AND LIFTS HER UP, NOT FOR THE GORILLA PRESS SLAM THIS TIME, BUT FOR A WICKED CHOKESLAM! THAT ONE TOOK IT ALL OUT OF HER THOUGH, DROPPING TO HER KNEES RIGHT AFTER!

Thadd Blazevich: ALL FOUR ARE DOWN IN THE RING, UTTERLY SPENT! ONCE AGAIN WE RETURN TO THE DEADLOCK, BROS! WAIT, I’M SEEING SOME MOVEMENT!

Persephone: Is that..?

Rich Russillo: ARIA IS INCHING HERSELF TOWARDS COSMO! SHE’S THE LEGAL WOMAN FOR HER TEAM, JUST HOLDING ONTO ENOUGH ENERGY SO THAT SHE CAN PLACE THE BACK OF HER HEAD OVER THE CHEST OF COSMO! BUT THAT’S-

Thadd Blazevich: BUT THEIR SHOULDERS ARE ON THE MAT! THE REFEREE IS REALIZING THAT NOW, AND A DAZED DIAMOND AND CANDICE ARE AS WELL! THIS IS A DOUBLE PIN!

OOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

(…)

Rich Russillo: BOTH SPRING TOWARDS THE COVER-!

Thadd Blazevich: WILL THEY MAKE IT IN TIME?!

TTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

(…)

Persephone: THIS WILL BE HILARIOUS!

TTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

(…)

Rich Russillo: CANDICE AND DIAMOND MAKE IT IN TIME! THEY BREAK UP THE PIN WITH A JOINT EFFORT, AND NOW ALL FOUR ARE DOWN FOR THE COUNT!

Thadd Blazevich: THIS IS THE KIND OF EFFORT WE WERE EXPECTING! LOOK AT WHAT THIS OPPORTUNITY MEANS TO THEM!

Persephone: If it ended like that, this would’ve been a pretty good match.

Rich Russillo: Well, somehow it seems these four still have some energy in the tank after all, still trying to keep their team alive in not just this match but in the tournament to come! The advantage that will come with keeping your team together AND getting a spot in the finals predetermined is something that can take a season from good to great for an elitist!

Thadd Blazevich: With all four down, we’ve got to just wait and see which of these elitists will be the first to rise! Diamond Dixon seems the freshest, but she had to expend a lot of energy to keep Candice Blair down! They’re both starting to stir!

Rich Russillo: ARIA and Cosmo are staying down, leaving the two remaining elitists to rise to their feet with the assistance of the ropes! It’s gonna be a slugfest from here on out, so I hope these two are ready!

Persephone: Alright, here we go.

Thadd Blazevich: AND DIAMOND WASTES NO TIME MAKING A RUN FOR CANDICE, BUT SHE’S ABLE TO SIDE STEP AND SEND DIAMOND OVER THE TOP ROPE, BARELY ABLE TO HANG ON AND KEEP HER BALANCE ON THE APRON!

Rich Russillo: QUICK THINKING FROM CANDICE HAS SAVED HER SKIN, BUT DIAMOND DIXON IS NOT SLOWING DOWN, REACHING INTO THE RING AND SNAGGING CANDICE BY THE HAIR! SHE PULLS HER TOWARDS THE ROPES AND HOOKS ONE ARM, MAYBE THINKING OF A VERTICAL SUPLEX TO THE OUTSIDE-?!

Persephone: OH SHE’S GOT HER, WAIT!!

Thadd Blazevich: CANDICE IS ABLE TO WIGGLE OUT OF HER GRIP, LANDING ON THE APRON AS NOW BOTH WOMEN ARE LEFT IN A PRECARIOUS POSITION! IT’S CANDICE WHO STRIKES FIRST WITH A CHOP, BUT DIAMOND LOOKS MORE THAN WILLING TO STRIKE BACK!

Rich Russillo: AND THAT SHE DOES, NAILING CANDICE WITH A CHOP OF HER OWN RIGHT ACROSS THE CHOP! THAT ONE PACKED SOME REAL HEAT! CANDICE NEARLY LOST HER BALANCE THERE, BARELY ABLE TO CLING ONTO THE MIDDLE AND TOP ROPES!

Thadd Blazevich: THAT IS GETTING MORE AND MORE DANGEROUS WITH EACH MOVEMENT! DIAMOND SHIFTS HER BODY AROUND, GRABBING CANDICE AND PULLING HER FORWARD INTO A FACELOCK! SHE HOOKS ONE ARM AND…OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS, SHE’S LOOKING FOR A SUPLEX ONTO THE BARE FLOOR!

Rich Russillo: SHE’S LIFTING, AND CANDICE IS NOW AIRBORNE, FLAILING AROUND DESPERATELY TO AVOID DISASTER, BUT THE ABUNDANT STRENGTH OF DIAMOND IS HARD TO IGNORE! SHE LIFTS BACK, BUT CANDICE IS ABLE TO HOOK HER LEG BEHIND THE ROPE, ROOTING HER IN PLACE AND FORCING DIAMOND TO LOWER HER DOWN!

Thadd Blazevich: AND IT IS PERFECT FOR CANDICE WHO IMMEDIATELY UNLEASHES JABS INTO THE TORSO OF DIAMOND, OVER AND OVER AGAIN, AS SHE RELENTLESSLY DRIVES HER FIST INTO HER OPPONENT’S KIDNEY AREA!

Persephone: ONE OF THEM HAS TO FALL, RIGHT?!

Rich Russillo: CANDICE BUYS HERSELF SOME TIME, KEEPING THE MUTUAL FACELOCK INTACT AS SHE SHIFTS POSITION AND LIFTS BACK, NOW LOOKING FOR A VERTICAL SUPLEX OF HER OWN OFF THE APRON! THIS IS A DANGEROUS TUG OF WAR THEY’RE PLAYING, AND NOW IT IS DIAMOND DIXON’S TURN TO PLAY THE ROLE OF DESPERATELY FLAILING DEFENDER!

Thadd Blazevich: DIAMOND FORCES HERSELF DOWN, NOW LIFTING BACK AS WELL! THESE TWO ARE GOING BACK AND FORTH, CARRYING MOMENTUM THROUGHOUT, BACK AND FORTH UNTIL FINALLY…

Persephone: DIAMOND DIXON LIFTS BACK..!

Rich Russillo: AND BOTH CRASH TO THE GROUND BELOW AS DIAMOND CONNECTS WITH A BRUTAL VERTICAL SUPLEX OFF OF THE APRON! THAT WAS HARD TO WATCH!

Persephone: THAT WAS AWESOME!

Thadd Blazevich: THAT WAS ONE SICKENING SOUND TO HEAR, BUT THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT THESE TWO TEAMS ARE WILLING TO DO TO ATTAIN VICTORY, AND WITH HALF THE FIELD GONE, IT’S BACK TO THE INSIDE OF THE RING WE GO!

Rich Russillo: COSMO AND ARIA ARE REALIZING THEY DON’T HAVE BACK UP! THIS IS A STRAIGHT ONE-ON-ONE AS BOTH BEGIN TO FINALLY STIR! WAIT, LOOK OUT!

Thadd Blazevich: COSMO GOES UP AND OVER AND PULLS ARIA DOWN INTO A ROLL-UP RIGHT OFF THE BAT!

OOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

(…)

TTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

(…)

TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Rich Russillo: DANGEROUSLY CLOSE BUT ARIA SPRINGS OUT, SCAMPERING TO HER FEET AS A STILL-DELIRIOUS COSMO DOES THE SAME, CATCHING THE ARM OF ARIA IMMEDIATELY!

Thadd Blazevich: AND HE DRAGS HER RIGHT BACK DOWN INTO A BACKSLIDE!

OOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

(…)

TTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Rich Russillo: SHE KICKED OUT WITH SOME HEAT THAT TIME, ROLLING THROUGH AND TO HER FEET, NOW LEAPING AT COSMO WITH A KNEE RIGHT UNDER THE JAW!

Thadd Blazevich: QUICK AS EVER, COSMO PARRIES IT AWAY, STUMBLING ONTO HIS BACKFOOT AS ARIA CONTINUES TO PRESS ON WITH A SWIPING KICK TO THE GUT, NARROWLY AVOIDING BY THE RETREATING COSMO!

Persephone: QUIT RUNNING AWAY!

Rich Russillo: COSMO ANSWERS THE CALL, DUCKING UNDER A FOREARM AND PRESSING DOWNWARDS INTO A QUICK INSIDE CRADLE!

OOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-!!!

Thadd Blazevich: BUT SHE IS OUT OF IT IMMEDIATELY, NOT GIVING COSMO ANY TIME TO COLLECT HIS THOUGHTS AS SHE ROLLS RIGHT ON TOP OF HIM, FIRING AWAY WITH FOREARMS AND PALM STRIKES, JUST A COLLECTION OF VICIOUS STRIKES TO THE HEAD!

Rich Russillo: ALL HE CAN DO IS COVER UP AND HOPE FOR THE BEST! IT’S AN ONSLAUGHT HE MAY NOT SURVIVE AS ARIA KEEPS SENDING STRIKES DOWN, FEEDING OFF THE ENERGY OF THE CROWD AS SHE ROLLS TO HER FEET!

Persephone: SHE’S MEASURING COSMO, THIS MATCH IS NEARLY OVER!

Thadd Blazevich: WE KNOW WHERE SHE’S GOING! WE KNOW WHAT WEAPON IS COMING UP NEXT! HERE SHE COMES, RUSHING TOWARDS COSMO WITH THE “J4A!”

Rich Russillo: AVOIDED! COSMO SIDE STEPS AND GRABS THE ARM OF ARIA IN ONE MOTION, TRYING TO HOOK THE OTHER! HE’S LOOKING FOR THE “ECSTACY OF GOLD!” THE TIGER SUPLEX THAT MAY BE THE ENVOY OF THE END FOR ARIA AND CANDICE BLAIR IF IT CONNECTS!

Thadd Blazevich: BUT ARIA IS FIGHTING BACK WITH ELBOWS, PUSHING HER HEAD FORWARD AND THEN FIRING THE BACK OF HER HEAD INTO THE NOSE OF COSMO, BREAKING THE HOLD IMMEDIATELY AS GOLDWORTHY NURSES HIS FACE!

Rich Russillo: SHE HITS THE ROPES AGAIN, PICKING UP STEAM, J4A!!!

Persephone: SHE FUCKING MISSED?!

Thadd Blazevich: COSMO DUCKS UNDER IN A DESPERATE ATTEMPT TO AVOID THE KNEE, AND ARIA NEARLY GETS TANGLED UP IN THE ROPES, CATCHING HERSELF AGAINST THEM AS…OH WHAT THE HELL?!

Rich Russillo: DIAMOND DIXON IS UP ON THE APRON AND JUST CAUGHT ARIA WITH AN ELBOW TO THE JAW! SHE’S ROCKED AND STUMBLING BACK INTO THE RING AS DIAMOND MAKES HER RETURN TO THE MATCH!

Thadd Blazevich: AND COSMO TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THE STUNNED ARIA, ROLLING FORWARD AND CONNECTING WITH “READY TO DIE!” ARIA DROPS TO ONE KNEE, OUT ON HER FEET AS COSMO SCRAMBLES TO HIS FEET!

(TAG!)

Persephone: IN COMES DIAMOND DIXON TO COLLECT THE SCRAPS AS COSMO FALLS INTO THE CORNER!

Rich Russillo: IT’S DIAMOND WHO IS DIRECTING TRAFFIC NOW, LIFTING ARIA TO HER FEET AS COSMO HITS THE ROPES, AND HE TAKES FLIGHT! HE LEAPS THROUGH THE ROPES AND COLLIDES WITH CANDICE BLAIR ON THE OUTSIDE, TAKING OUT ARIA’S PARTNER!

Thadd Blazevich: FIGHTING SPIRIT IS IN REACH FOR DIXON AND GOLDWORTHY AS THE CROWN JEWEL HOLDS ARIA UP BEFORE PLANTING HER WITH A THUNDEROUS “FACELIFT!” SHE RUSHES INTO THE COVER!!

OOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

(…)

TTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

(…)

TTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

(…)

(DING! DING!! DING!!!)

Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen here are your winners… DIAMOND DIXON AND COSMO GOLDWORTHY!!!

Rich Russillo: WOW! WOW, WOW, WOW! JUST LIKE THAT, COSMO GOLDWORTHY AND DIAMOND DIXON HAVE DONE IT!

Thadd Blazevich: AN INCREDIBLE PERFORMANCE BY BOTH TEAMS, BUT IT ONLY TOOK ONE SHOT TO SWING MOMENTUM IN THEIR FAVOR! THEIR TEAM IS STICKING TOGETHER, AND THEY HAVE SECURED THEIR SPOT IN THE FINALS!

Persephone: Whatever, that little bitch Cosmo didn’t bleed, so what was the point?

Rich Russillo: It’s hard to appreciate the methods of these two, but you can’t deny their fighting spirit, and they’ve more than earned the right to emerge as early favorites as they secure those tickets to Fighting Spirit.

Thadd Blazevich: A disappointing result for ARIA and Candice Blair, but this was far from a poor performance. These dudettes showed up and showed out!

(The shot focuses on Diamond Dixon celebrating in the ring, joined by Cosmo Goldworthy, as the two embrace the mixed reaction from the crowd. Meanwhile, ARIA rolled to the outside, tended to along with Candice Blair as Grand Rampage moved onto the next segment…)

(A commercial plays for the Persona 30th Anniversary, featuring ARIA, Jay Jerry Johnson, Drake Armstrong and Michael Machina looking unimpressed as they model the merch, because… that’s, that’s literally all we were given thus far. And we’re about to be in May. No game news, no nothing.)

(Fucking yikes.)

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(After the next matchcard graphic is shown off, the camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)

Stephie Love: The following contest is a STRAP MATCH. and it is scheduled fooooooooorrrr…!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

(The lights go out and fireworks shoot up from the stage, exploding in a purple blast as ‘Ghost Myself’ by DIAMANTE begins to play. Smoke fills the stage and just as the song reaches its lyrics, Raven Roberts steps out onto the stage with her arms up in a pose and wearing a pair of large black feathered wings that are harnessed to her shoulders about four feet wide on each side, extended as though she could take flight.)

(Raven holds her pose briefly… then RIPS OFF the wings before she storms down to the ring.)

Crowd: :lupe: !!!

Stephie Love: Introducing first! Residing in Atlanta, Georgia, she is ‘The Bird of Prey’… RAAAAAAAVEEEEEEEN ROOOOOOBEEEEEERRRTS!

Stew-O: A fired up Raven Roberts tonight, who sought for this rematch, for this match type, and is looking for an ounce of REVENGE here at Grand Rampage!

Jake Mercer: We thought things were intense last month, but things have worsened. I just don’t know if this is smart on Raven’s part, however; perhaps she should’ve licked her wounds and focused on something else.

Flannery McCoy: Because heaven forbid someone decides they want a rematch, right?

Jake Mercer: 🤷‍♂️

(After Raven gets in the ring, the attention shifts back to the stage.)

(‘NAKAMURA’ by Lil Uzi Vert plays. KASAI comes out, and makes her way to the ring, not worried about what’s to come.)

Stephie Love: And her opponent! From Amani, Kagoshima, Japan, she is the 2026 Empress of Elite… ‘The Matriarch’, KAAAAASAAAAAAAAI!

Stew-O: Well, let’s see what—— wait, hang on!

(KASAI slides in the ring, meeting up with Raven. Both women stare down and are ready to fight, but the referee quickly attaches the strap to their wrists; they know how much bad blood there is, and neither are willing to wait.)

(They back up cautiously and call for the bell!)

(DING DING DING!)

Stew-O: The bell rings, and RAVEN AND KASAI ARE NOT WASTING ANY TIME LIKE BEFORE! THE STRAP BINDS THE TWO WOMEN TOGETHER AS THEY CHARGE FORTH, AND THEY JUST GO IN WITH FOREARMS AND PUNCHES, GRABBING EACH OTHER BY THE HEADS! THIS—THIS MAY ACTUALLY BE WORSE THAN THE BRAWL THAT KICKED OFF THEIR FIRST MATCH AT OPERATION: DOOMSDAY!

Jake Mercer: Holy crap, you are not exaggerating! Raven is swinging upwards with the uppercut, while KASAI is treating her fist like a straightforward piston, mashing her knuckles into Roberts’ face! No games, no drama, no arguing or anything—they’re beating the shit out of each other!

Flannery McCoy: Even the official is in shock, but the crowd is eating this up and more! Raven and KASAI circle around the ring, continuing to hit each other! KASAI is trying to use both of her hands, but Raven yanks the hair and swings a hard hook, pushing her forward and tripping her down to the mat! Raven assumes the mount, crashing down with that elbow! :damn: !!

Stew-O: The other elbow is brought down, colliding against the Empress’ forehead! KASAI is forced to play defense now, bringing her hands up to try and snatch at the wrist! She grabs it, but Raven makes her pay with a forearm! KASAI lets go, and Raven drags her up! Foot on the stomach, she rolls back—and KASAI IS SENT FLYING WITH THE MONKEY ROLL VARIANT! Raven floats backward into another mount and takes hold of the strap! She’s PRESSING IT DOWN AGAINST HER THROAT!

Jake Mercer: Raven is choking her out! KASAI coughs, feet beginning to kick and flail, but the Bird of Prey isn’t relenting! All of the hate and annoyance that has been building for the past two, three months is coming to the surface in the most brutal form possible! All that emotion, being used to harm, and she wants revenge! She isn’t going to stop until she’s able to get it!

Flannery McCoy: And this could very well be the case of KASAI biting off more than she can chew——BUT SHE GETS HER WITH A PALM TO THE FOREHEAD! Raven jerks back, and KASAI is able to bring both legs from underneath Roberts, mule-kicking her! Raven stumbles, and KASAI uses the strap to snatch her back in, GOING FOR THE ROUNDHOUSE!

Stew-O: NO! Raven slid under the attacking leg, and KASAI staggers, realizing the strap is right underneath her! Raven moves quickly, taking advantage, and hoists her up from behind——DRIVING HER DOWN WITH A PUMPHANDLE SLAM! WOW! The strap served to assist her, and once again, Raven is looking to choke her with that!

Jake Mercer: Damn! Not even caring to go for the cover here! Raven could very well incapacitate KASAI right here and now! THAT’S how angry she is!

Flannery McCoy: That she is… AND KASAI WITH THE EYE RAKE! Raven winces out, cursing, immediately shooting up to her feet after that! :damn:

Jake Mercer: Well, the good thing with strap matches is that there’s no real legality; anything goes, and while some of the fans want to boo KASAI for it, she was well within her right to get out of that situation however she saw fit to do so! The Empress is a bit slow as she stumbles back to her feet, but she sees Raven has yet to truly recover! Like a shark smelling blood, she cuts in—-AND DROPS HER DOWN WITH A DDT! KASAI comes up to her knees, wickedly smirking as that has been the first real break for her since the bell rang!

Stew-O: And you’re correct. It was Raven from the onset, who had been looking to overwhelm. However, her emotions and temper might begin to serve as her undoing, especially with KASAI taking it upon herself to stomp down on her! She’s just continuous here, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she sees this as her chance to enact some, well, bit of “payback” for her own self!

Flannery McCoy: I see what you mean by that, but in the overall context, I don’t think KASAI deserves to feel as if she’s entitled to any kind of revenge here. I mean, she set off this whole thing between her and Raven, and with how their first match ended, it left a lot to be desired. KASAI knew what she was doing; knew the lengths she went through were too far, but she continues to be an agitator, even now! Despite the wins, the accolades, even being the damn Empress of Elite, she wishes to play these games!

Jake Mercer: Well damn, Flann, it ain’t like KASAI is the first or the last Elitist to do that! Quit being biased! Besides, Raven isn’t naive; she knows how this sport operates——just like how she knows how dangerous it is to see red now as KASAI WHIPS HER ACROSS THE RING BY HER HAIR! DAMN! Raven quite literally spun out from that, and I don’t blame her for being in pain by that! God, my own scalp is buzzing from having to witness that. I rather my hair be pulled under different circumstances…

Flannery McCoy: And since when the fuck were you Gavin Mercer? Look——now is NOT the time for you to be making jokes, especially given the bad blood involved with these two! There’s some serious emotional stakes at play, and KASAI is looking to cause further damage as she forces Raven to sit up before UNLEASHING A STIFF PENALTY KICK RIGHT TO THE MIDDLE OF HER SPINE! GOSH!

Stew-O: What a sick impact that made, too! KASAI’s strikes are arguably her most lethal asset, and she just made the entire arena wince from delivering that onto Raven Roberts. The Empress hovers over the Bird of Prey, and STOMPS down on her chest, cackling as she digs the heel into it!

KASAI: (Off-mic) Come on, Raven! Are you a bird of prey, or are you a wounded mutt? You’re supposed to be far sharper than this instead of being an emotional deadweight! Show me what you can do!

Stew-O: And there we go, those taunts and insults by the Empress. She laughs as Raven shoves her off, but the moment she sits up, she’s floored with a sliding knee to the chest! A sharp gasp expels itself from Roberts! KASAI grabs part of the strap and folds it… and I don’t believe I need to elaborate on what’s about to happen…!

(CRACK!)

(THWIP!)

(SMACK!)

Flannery McCoy: Oh, no! It was only a matter of time before the strap that binds these two got used as a weapon, and unfortunately for Raven, she happens to be the victim of that cruel experimentation! She writhes around the ring; KASAI continuing to pelt her with it like it’s a belt! And she switches from the back RIGHT TO THE CHEST! The strap should NEVER be used to strike that! Oh, no!

Jake Mercer: Damn! KASAI isn’t fucking around! She lets the strap go before yanking Raven up and dragging her into the corner! She strikes with some high kicks aimed at that same spot on the chest; that area becoming a bright-red target dot for her to continually hit! Raven is doing the best she can to take everything, but for every shot, she wheezes, and you have to think that this could affect her stamina if this match stretches on for too long while she’s in such a vulnerable position!

Stew-O: That is a great, albeit unfortunate, point to highlight——and that’s likely why KASAI is concentrating on attacking there. She’s more than familiar with Raven at this point in her career, and she knows that if she can find a way to kill that stubbornness from early on, she can subdue her and put her away for good; especially with this variant of the strap match being ruled by a decision. Pin, submission——even quitting!

Jake Mercer: And that could be an even worse prospect than touching the four corners, because that means you were unable to continue, but this is what KASAI wanted! She baited Raven into taking the ultimate gamble, and now, the latter is paying the price for it. KASAI manages to ease up, but it certainly isn’t out of pity. Raven slinks down to a seated position in the corner, and the Empress begins backing up. Whatever she has in mind, it’s not going to end well for Robert’s on her end!

Flannery McCoy: It certainly won’t! Raven looks worse for wear, and KASAI charges in, coming in with a CANNONBALL!

Stew-O: BUT SHE MISSES!

Jake Mercer: OH! OH MY GOD! SHE CRUMBLED INTO THE CORNER AWKWARDLY FROM THAT HARD COLLISION! Raven had enough wherewithal after all to get out of harms’ way!

Flannery McCoy: Raven is trying to scurry up, clutching her chest! She sees the predicament KASAI is in and realizes her chance! She pushes past the pain and discomfort she’s feeling and raises her up, propping her up to the top of the ropes. KASAI lets out some slaps though, looking to right back——RAVEN WITH A LEAPING PALM STRIKE! THAT DAMN NEAR KNOCKS KASAI BACK AND SHE IS CLEARLY ROCKED! SHE CRACKED HER IN THE JAW, TOO!

Jake Mercer: We talk about KASAI’s striking, but Raven’s isn’t one to sneeze at, either! Now, she’s climbing up to the middle, and she’s… wrapping the strap around KASAI’s throat?! What, is she going to choke her out there..? Might be risky because either she or both of them can fall off.

Stew-O: …. It doesn’t seem like she’s going for that, actually. Not at all! She’s more so using the strap akin to that as a leash and collar and she forces KASAI to a stand! She once again attempts to hit her, but Raven uses the strap to snap her HER HEAD DOWN AND STRIKE IT DOWN UPON HER KNEE! Goodness! How she could’ve balanced doing that is insane!

Jake Mercer: Tell me about it——and NOW, she’s all the way at the top rope with her! Raven readjusts her grip, making sure it’s tight——BEFORE DIVING OFF! KASAI IS PLUMMETED BY SOME KIND OF SWINGING NECKBREAKER!! WHAT THE FUCK?!!

Crowd: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!

Flannery McCoy: AND THE FANS ARE ABSOLUTELY CORRECT ABOUT CHANTING THAT! I—I mean, we’ve seen people do moves like that before, especially at the top, but never have I seen anyone fashion a strap to someone and pull it off like that! What innovation by Raven Roberts!

Stew-O: She may have been with EAW on and off for almost a decade now, but that doesn’t mean she’s incapable of learning new tricks OR keeping up with the newer talent of this generation! KASAI learns that the hard way, and Raven, finally, goes in for the first cover of this entire match!

(ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!)

(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!)

(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE——)

Jake Mercer: AND A KICK OUT! KASAI WAS IN A BAD SHAPE, BUT SHE MANAGES TO GET OUT OF THE PIN ATTEMPT BEFORE THE COUNT OF THREE! And the fans aren’t happy, but they’ll have to respect the fact that the Empress is very much still in this match!

Flannery McCoy: That she is, but so too is Raven Roberts, who doesn’t look happy with that outcome, but the adrenaline and hate are all picking back up for her. She’s on the move, and this time, wraps part of the strap up——mirroring what KASAI did earlier!

Stew-O: The strap is a weapon! Once again! And Raven peels back…!

(CRACK!)

Jake Mercer: God DAMN! RIGHT ON THE BACK!

(CRACK!)

Flannery McCoy: SO MANY SHOTS AS SHE WHIPS HER!

(CRACK!)

KASAI: (off-mic) AHHHH! I’M GOING TO KILL YOU, RAVEN!

Stew-O: And that may have been a mistake, as Raven feels back again—

(CRACK!)

Jake Mercer: Oh, my god. Look at all of those welts and bruises on her back… KASAI is laying on the mat in complete agony.

Flannery McCoy: And look at this: Raven kicks her, forcing her to flip onto her back and places her foot on her chest!

Raven Roberts: (Off-mic) I definitely am sharp, but you? You haven’t been bright since this whole shit started with us, you BITCH!

Stew-O: Raven with her own smack talk to boot——and literally, as she smacks KASAI across the cheek! She picks her up and places her on her shoulders!

Jake Mercer: ….! But wait! KASAI slips off and lands behind her, and rolls her up from behind! She has her down into a cover!

(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)

(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO—)

Flannery McCoy: Kick out! But KASAI is able to hit the ropes with how close they are AND GOES FOR A SLIDING KICK!

Stew-O: AND SHE MISSES! RAVEN SCRAMBLES UP AND HOPS UP, DRIVING BOTH OF HER FEET DOWN TO HER STOMACH WITH THE DOUBLE FOOT STOMP!

Jake Mercer: HOLY SHIT, AND SHE PUT SO MUCH OF HER WEIGHT INTO IT SHE ALMOST POPS DOWN RIGHT ON HER ASS! KASAI COUGHS AND GAGS AND WRETCHES! LET’S HOPE SHE DIDN’T HAVE TOO MUCH TO EAT BEFORE THIS MATCH!

Flannery McCoy: That was a stomach-churning sight! And Raven scoops KASAI UP BEFORE SHE SHOOTS HER UP AND DOWN FOR THE ‘HUNTRESS BOMB’!! SITOUT SPINEBUSTER RATTLES THE ENTIRE RING!

Stew-O: SHE GOT IT! ANOTHER COVER, AND THE FANS CHEER!

(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!)

(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!)

(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!)

(…)

Stew-O: AND KASAI KICKS OUT! WOW! JUST WHEN WE THOUGHT RAVEN HAD IT, IT JUST WASN’T ENOUGH!

Jake Mercer: Damn! Almost had it, but Raven shoots up and drags KASAI closer to the corner! She’s gonna try and go for her spiral tap! She climbs to the top, the strap being long enough for her to do that——

Flannery McCoy: … WAIT! LOOK! MOVEMENT FROM KASAI AS SHE TUGS AT THE STRAP! Raven stops her movement, but KASAI SITS UP AND YANKS THE LEASH! RAVEN GOES BARRELING DOWN TO THE MAT!

(CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!!!)

Stew-O: DAMN IT! IN AN EERILY SIMILAR FASHION TO OPERATION DOOMSDAY, RAVEN ROBERTS TAKES A HARD TUMBLE! AT THE VERY LEAST IT WASNT TO THE OUTSIDE, BUT THIS WAS JUST AS BAD!

Jake Mercer: It was! Now the Matriarch is hurrying, trying to scramble as much as she can to the top! She gets there AND FLIES OFF! KITSUNE’S BLESSING!

Flannery McCoy: AND THIS IS HOW SHE BEAT HER! SHE COVERS!

(ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!)

(TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!)

(THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!)

(…)

Stew-O: AND RAVEN ROBERTS KICKS OUT!! RAVEN ROBERTS MANAGES TO AVOID THE SAME FATE, EXPERIENCING THE SAME FALL SHE DID AGAINST THE EMPRESS OF ELITE! KASAI SITS UP, HER FACE GOING BLANK AS THE RAGE SIMMERS WITHIN HER! HOWEVER, THE FANS ARE FIRMLY BEHIND HER!

Crowd: :blessed: :blessed: :blessed:

Jake Mercer: Yeah, but popularity doesn’t mean you can win——especially when Raven can’t even move after taking that moonsault stomp! She’s still hurting so these fans may want to quit the celebrating before it ends up being premature!

Flannery McCoy: And KASAI… I don’t even know how to begin to describe the look on her face, but this ain’t good at all. :lupe: It’s like she’s about to boil over due to how persistent Raven has been!

Stew-O: And you’re right! Because she wraps the strap around Raven’s throat and she’s CHOKING HER! Raven is flailing around, struggling, coughing, trying to fight back, but KASAI is absolutely relentless here, having gone mad!

KASAI: (Off-mic) This ENDS, Raven! There’s no more chances for you! This shall be your second death and this will be all YOUR FAULT!

Stew-O: Raven’s strength continues to wan by the second! Shes becoming weaker! Her arms loll to the mat, and… oh no….

Crowd: :lupe: !!

Jake Mercer: She might be out! The referee goes to check——

(…)

Jake Mercer: But KASAI stops them!

KASAI: (Off-mic) LEAVE HER ALONE! SHE WILL NOT BE GIVEN AN ESCAPE!

Jake Mercer: And the referee backs up, perturbed by the screams of the Matriarch! KASAI mounts Raven and begins to attack her with elbows! Once again a familiar callback, as she seeks to bust her open! It’s like she’s forcing Roberts to remember the pain of last show and the events that have followed!

Flannery McCoy: There is a method to the madness! She wants this to hurt psychologically as it does physically, and she wants to ruin Raven tonight!

Stew-O: Another shot, and Raven is bleeding from the forehead! KASAI breathes heavily…. And she laughs!

Flannery McCoy: Ugh… I’m getting a serious case of Déjà vu here…

Stew-O: And so is everyone else! KASAI grabs Raven, placing her on her shoulders. She eyes the top, and there’s no doubt there are some nefarious thoughts brewing as she begins making her ascent! Raven has yet to move!

(And the fans collectively hold their breath in worry, anxiety coursing as KASAI reaches the top. Her red-tinged eyes, filled with so much fury at this point, looks poised to hit a devastating avalanche move of some kind…)

(…)

(…but then, she looks at the outside flooring. And smirks.)

KASAI: hehehe… Might as well go on a trip to memory lane…

(KASAI then adjusts her hands——)

Jake Mercer: # AND IT LOOKS LIKE KASAI IS GOING TO MAKE RAVEN ROBERTS FALL TO THE OUTSIDE YET AGAIN!!

Crowd: :damn: :damn:

Flannery McCoy: Oh, no! Oh, no no NO! NOT THIS AGAIN!

(And KASAI laughs!)

(….)

(And it stops.)

(Instead, a yell rips itself from the Matriarch.)

Stew-O: RAVEN ROBERTS SEND HER DOWN TO THE MAT WITH THE POISONRANA!!!

Jake Mercer: OH MY GOD! WHAT?!! HOW WAS SHE ABLE TO PULL THAT OFF?!!

Flannery McCoy: I DONT KNOW, BUT SHE DID IT! SOMEHOW, SOMEWAY, SHE WAS ABLE TO DO IT!!

Stew-O: KASAI IS SPRAWLED OUT AFTER HAVING HER HEAD QUITE LITERALLY SPIKED DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS! RAVEN IS HURTING, ACHING, BUT SHE USES THE ROPES TO HELP HERSELF UP…!

Jake Mercer: OH MY GOD! SHE DOES! SHE USES THE STRAP TO YANK KASAI TO HER KNEES AND RUSHES AT HER! ‘TALON!’

Flannery McCoy: AND SHE GETS THE CLAYMORE KICK! RAVEN QUITE LITERALLY FALLS DOWN INTO THE COVER!

(ONEEEEEEEEEEE!)

(TWOOOOOOOOO!)

(THREEEEEEEEEEE!)

(DING DING DING!)

Stew-O: SHE DOES IT! RAVEN ROBERTS GETS HER REVENGE AGAINST KASAI HERE TONIGHT!

(‘Ghost Myself’ blares out across the arena and the fans jump up to their feet, absolutely elated by the finish! Raven herself rolls onto her back, blood covering her face at that point, but the relief begins to wash over her. She gambled, and she took a huge bet on getting her desired lick back, but in the end? She got it.)

Stephie Love: Here is your winner…. RAAAAAAVEEEEEEN ROOOOOOBEEEEEERRRRRRTS!

Stew-O: WHAT AN ENDING! Raven Roberts learned from the last match against KASAI and was able to turn the tides in spite of the harrowing predicament she was in! Now, she gets to have that win over the Empress!

Jake Mercer: I’m… okay.

Flannery McCoy: Uh huh…?

Jake Mercer: I, uh——I take back what I said about her needing to rethink the decision for the rematch. :wow:

Flannery McCoy: :mjlol: Good on you to admit your wrongs…

Flannery McCoy: Still, even with Raven getting the win: She and KASAI are tied with their recent string of matches. And I can’t help but imagine that KASAI may not be happy about the outcome.

Jake Mercer: Well, the rematch was issued, was it not? I mean, this has to be it, right?

Stew-O: Perhaps, especially in lieu of their motivations for the rest of the season, but as the saying goes: we shall see.

(The final shot is off Raven laying next to KASAI, their straps still connected, and the shot zooming in on that before we fade to commercials.)

A promotional ad for the EAW Hall of Fame plays. It will make its return Pain for Pride weekend with FIVE new members! Stay tuned in the coming weeks for the new Hall of Famers being revealed!

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Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… the following contest is scheduled for…

Crowd: ONE FALL!

(‘Kostas’ by Westside Gunn hits as the crowd gives a strong reaction. Cody Maverick steps out onto the stage, composed, focused, dressed for a fight rather than a moment. He takes a brief look out over the crowd before beginning his walk down the ramp.)

Bella Braxton: Introducing first! From Las Vegas, Nevada! Weighing in at 220 pounds! HE IS THE KING OF ELITE… CODYYYYYYY MAVERICK!!!

Rich Russillo: And listen to that reaction for Cody Maverick! The King of Elite winner, a man who has already secured his place in the future of this company, and yet somehow still finds himself in a match where the stakes feel just as high!

Thadd Blazevich: That’s what happens when you’re in there with someone like Hans Grayson, bro! Cody has the crown, but Hans has that briefcase! You are looking at two guys who can change everything at any moment!

Persephone: Which means neither of them trusts the other to exist peacefully. I respect that. Violence is the only logical solution here. Or at least the best source of entertainment. Unless this becomes some hyper-technical snooze fest.

(Cody continues down the ramp at a steady pace, no wasted motion, no playing to the crowd beyond a quick glance. He slides into the ring and rises immediately, pacing once across the canvas before settling into his corner. His eyes don’t leave the entrance.)

Rich Russillo: You can already see it in his demeanor. Cody Maverick didn’t come out here to celebrate anything. He came out here to eliminate a problem.

Thadd Blazevich: And that problem is walking through that curtain any second, bro!

(The lights dim slightly as ‘The Leaving Song Part II’ by AFI begins to play. The reaction shifts— louder, more charged. Hans Grayson steps out onto the stage, the Cash in the Vault briefcase in hand. He pauses for a moment, scanning the arena before lifting the briefcase slightly.)

Bella Braxton: And his opponent! From Seattle, Washington! Weighing in at 205 pounds! HE IS MR. CASH IN THE VAULT… HAAAAAAANS GRAYSON!!!

Rich Russillo: And here comes Hans Grayson! A man who holds arguably the most dangerous contract in all of Elite Answers Wrestling!

Thadd Blazevich: That briefcase changes everything, bro! He can cash in whenever he wants! Anytime! Anywhere! And if you’re Cody Maverick, you have to be thinking about that when you’re planning your own world title match!

Persephone: Or you just punch him in the face until he stops being a factor. Again. Simple.

(Hans starts down the ramp, more animated than Cody but still focused. He adjusts the briefcase in his hand as he walks, eyes locked on the ring now. There’s no hesitation, but there is awareness.)

Rich Russillo: There is a confidence to Hans Grayson, but there has to be caution too. He knows what Cody represents, and he knows that neither of them are going to go halfway here.

Thadd Blazevich: And that’s the key, bro! These two are competitors in the best way! They will push each other’s limits. And after the recent tensions on Voltage, this promises to be a hard nosed contest!

Persephone: I just hope someone bleeds.

(Hans reaches ringside and circles once, placing the briefcase carefully at the timekeeper’s area before climbing onto the apron. He steps through the ropes and immediately squares up with Cody across the ring.)

Rich Russillo: And now they see each other up close. No commentary, no build, no distance. Just two men who understand exactly what the other one brings to the table.

Thadd Blazevich: This is big fight feel, bro! You can feel it in the air right now!

Persephone: Pretty sure that’s the smell of most of the fans in here who forgot their deodorant.

(The referee steps between them briefly, giving final instructions. Cody doesn’t respond, just staring past him at Hans. Hans nods once, barely.)

(The referee checks both men one last time before stepping back.)

( DING! DING! DING! )

Rich Russillo: HERE WE GO! Cody Maverick and Hans Grayson are underway at Grand Rampage, and there is no championship on the line, but you would not know that by looking at the stakes surrounding this match!

Thadd Blazevich: King of Elite against Cash in the Vault, bro! Cody Maverick has that guaranteed world championship opportunity whenever he wants it, and Hans Grayson has that briefcase that can change the entire landscape at any moment, dude!

Persephone: So basically two men with future main event aspirations are about to beat the hell out of each other because one doesn’t trust the other to stay out of the way. Finally, wrestling makes sense.

Rich Russillo: Cody Maverick and Hans Grayson circle each other in the center of the ring, and there is respect between these two, but respect does not mean hesitation! Collar and elbow tie up now, Cody immediately trying to plant his feet and drive Hans backward, but Hans shifts his hips and turns Cody into a side headlock!

Thadd Blazevich: Hans has that headlock cinched in tight, bro, but Cody shoots him off into the ropes! Hans rebounds and Cody drops down! Hans steps over, hits the opposite ropes, and Cody pops up looking for a back elbow!

Rich Russillo: Hans ducks underneath it and rebounds again! Cody turns around and Hans catches him with a flying headscissors takedown! Cody rolls through to a knee and Hans is already back up, staying light on his feet!

Persephone: That was cute. Very athletic. Very annoying. Cody looks like he already hates that Hans is faster than him.

Rich Russillo: Cody rises back up and nods once, but he does not look amused! They circle again and Hans steps in for another tie up, but Cody switches low this time! Waistlock by Maverick! Hans reaches back, trying to peel the hands apart, but Cody lifts him for a mat return! Hans lands on his feet behind him!

Thadd Blazevich: Nice balance by Hans, dude! Cody turns around and Hans snaps off an arm drag! Cody rolls up again and Hans takes him over with another arm drag! Maverick comes up swinging, but Hans ducks the lariat and catches him with a dropkick right to the chest, bro!

Rich Russillo: Cody stumbles back into the ropes and Hans charges forward, but Cody catches him with a boot to the midsection! Cody grabs the head and looks for a quick DDT, but Hans twists out and hooks the arm! Side Russian leg sweep connects and Hans floats over for the first cover!

Referee: ONEEEEEEE!

Rich Russillo: Cody kicks out quickly before two! Hans is trying to test him early, but Maverick is not staying down from that!

Thadd Blazevich: Hans knows he has to keep the tempo moving, bro! He cannot let Cody turn this into a grind right away!

Persephone: And Cody knows exactly that too. Look at him grabbing the wrist as they get up. That was not accidental.

Rich Russillo: Cody indeed catches Hans by the wrist as both men rise, and he twists that arm sharply! Hans winces for a split second, but he rolls forward to relieve the pressure and kips back up! Cody keeps hold of the wrist though and pulls Hans right into a shoulder block!

Thadd Blazevich: That dropped Hans, bro! Cody hit him square in the chest and now he is keeping that wrist trapped! Maverick pulls Hans back up and wrenches that arm again!

Rich Russillo: Cody is not attacking it aggressively yet, but he is certainly aware of that arm! Hans Grayson has that titanium plate in the arm, and while that may give him some reinforcement, that does not protect the shoulder, the elbow, the wrist, or the soft tissue around it!

Persephone: In other words, Cody cannot break the metal, but he can still make the rest of the arm feel like garbage. Smart. Annoyingly smart.

Rich Russillo: Hans reverses the wristlock and fires a sharp kick into Cody’s thigh! Another kick lands! Hans rolls through and sweeps the leg! Cody hits the mat and Hans charges toward the ropes! Standing moonsault connects across the chest! Another cover!

Referee: ONEEEEEEE!

Referee: TWOOOOOO!

Thadd Blazevich: Cody kicks out, bro! But Hans is starting to pick up momentum now!

Rich Russillo: Hans pulls Cody up and sends him into the corner! Hans charges in with a jumping knee strike, but Cody moves out of the way! Hans lands on the middle rope and jumps backward over Cody as Maverick turns around!

Thadd Blazevich: HANDSPRING ROUNDHOUSE FROM HANS, BRO! THAT CAUGHT CODY ON THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!

Persephone: Okay. That one was actually decent.

Rich Russillo: Cody staggers and Hans hits the ropes again! Springboard missile dropkick connects and Cody is knocked through the ropes to the floor! Hans Grayson has Cody Maverick on the outside now, and this could be the first major pace change of this match!

Thadd Blazevich: Hans is looking out at Cody, bro! He is listening to this crowd and he is thinking about flying already!

Rich Russillo: Hans builds speed! He hits the ropes! TOPE CON HILO OVER THE TOP ROPE!

Persephone: NOPE! Cody moves!

Rich Russillo: Hans lands on his feet, but that slight hesitation gives Cody the opening! Cody grabs Hans from behind and drives him back first into the barricade! Hans took a risk and Cody made sure he paid for it!

Thadd Blazevich: That was veteran instinct from Cody, dude! He knew Hans wanted to accelerate and he cut him off before Hans could fully take flight!

Rich Russillo: Cody grabs Hans by the wrist and pulls him forward before sending him arm first into the edge of the apron! Hans drops to a knee and immediately clutches at that arm! That is the first real focused shot to the arm from Cody Maverick!

Persephone: There we go. The respect portion of the match died quickly. Love that for us.

Rich Russillo: Cody rolls Hans back inside the ring and follows after him, staying on that arm! Cody pulls Hans up by the wrist and drives a short elbow into the shoulder! Another elbow! He twists the arm and drives a knee into the upper arm now!

Thadd Blazevich: That is not cheating, bro! That is just strategy! Cody found something and now he is going after it because he needs to win this match!

Persephone: Cody hooks Hans and sends him down with a Russian legsweep! Cody rolls through, rises to his feet, points both thumbs toward himself, and there it is!

Thadd Blazevich: Cody yells his own name, bro!

Rich Russillo: Jumping elbow drop connects across the chest of Hans Grayson! Cody hooks the leg!

Referee: ONEEEEEEE!

Referee: TWOOOOOO!

Rich Russillo: Hans gets the shoulder up! Cody immediately grabs the arm again after the kickout, and that tells you everything about his focus right now!

Persephone: It also tells you Hans should probably stop letting him grab it. Just a thought from someone who does not enjoy pain unless it happens to other people. Cody keeps Hans grounded with a seated armbar, not looking for a submission victory necessarily, but using the hold to drain Hans and force him to carry that pain! Hans is trying to shift his weight, trying to get his legs underneath him, and the crowd is starting to rally behind Mr. Cash in the Vault!

Thadd Blazevich: Hans is getting to his feet, bro! Cody still has the arm, but Hans fires a shot to the ribs! Another shot! Hans is fighting loose!

Rich Russillo: Cody tries to pull him back down, but Hans rolls through and catches Cody with a Pele Kick! Cody drops to a knee and Hans stumbles into the ropes, shaking out that arm! He is back in this, but that arm is already starting to bother him!

Thadd Blazevich: Hans has to create distance now, dude! He cannot let Cody smother him again!

Rich Russillo: Hans charges in and connects with a running lariat in the corner! He uses the other arm for that one! Cody staggers out and Hans hooks him from behind! Snap Dragon Suplex! Cody lands high on the shoulders and rolls through to a seated position!

Persephone: That got him. Cody looks dazed for the first time tonight. Hans sees the opening and heads to the ropes! He springboards off! FIRESAULT CONNECTS! The springboard moonsault lands flush and Hans hooks the leg deep!

Referee: ONEEEEEEE!

Referee: TWOOOOOO!

Rich Russillo: Cody kicks out again! Hans nearly got him with the Firesault, one of his signature moves, and Cody had to dig out of that cover!

Thadd Blazevich: That is exactly what Hans needed, bro! Cody was starting to slow this thing down, but Hans changed the rhythm again!

Persephone: And he landed on the arm a little when he covered. He felt that. Look at him shaking it out.

Rich Russillo: Hans is trying not to show too much pain, but you are right, Persephone! That cover put pressure on the damaged arm and Hans had to release quickly after the kickout! Cody is rolling toward the ropes now and Hans pulls him up! Hans looks for Heat Twist!

Thadd Blazevich: Cody shoves him off, bro! Hans turns around and Cody catches him with a knife edge chop! Another chop! Machine gun chops in the corner now from Cody Maverick, dude!

Rich Russillo: Cody is lighting Hans up in the corner! Chop after chop after chop, and Hans is trying to cover up, but Cody grabs that arm again and pulls it away from his body! Cody with a hard forearm directly into the bicep! Another forearm to the arm!

Persephone: That is less nice guy competition and more “I am going to make sure you cannot cash in anything except a medical bill.”

Rich Russillo: Cody whips Hans across the ring, but Hans reverses with his good arm! Cody hits the corner and Hans charges in! Cody sidesteps and Hans hits the turnbuckles chest first! Hans staggers backward and Cody hooks him!

Thadd Blazevich: WHEELBARROW GERMAN SUPLEX, BRO! HANS GOT DUMPED ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD!

Rich Russillo: Cody keeps the bridge!

Referee: ONEEEEEEE!

Referee: TWOOOOOO!

Rich Russillo: Hans kicks out! Cody rolls to his knees and looks at the referee, but he does not argue! He knows it will take more than that! Maverick pulls Hans up again and scoops him high! Spinning scoop slam plants Hans in the middle of the ring!

Thadd Blazevich: Cody is starting to stack damage now, bro! This is where he gets dangerous!

Rich Russillo: Cody hits the ropes and drops another elbow, but Hans rolls out of the way! Cody crashes to the mat and Hans staggers back up! Cody turns around into a roundhouse kick to the ribs! Hans follows with another roundhouse to the chest! He spins for a third, but Cody catches the leg!

Persephone: Bad idea. Very bad idea.

Rich Russillo: Cody catches the leg and yanks Hans forward into a brutal clothesline! Hans gets turned inside out and Cody immediately drags him back up! He hoists him onto the shoulder! Fireman’s carry gutbuster connects! Hans folds over on impact!

Thadd Blazevich: That knocked the wind out of him, bro! Cody is attacking everywhere now, not just the arm!

Rich Russillo: Cody covers!

Referee: ONEEEEEEE!

Referee: TWOOOOOO!

Rich Russillo: Hans kicks out! Cody now pulls Hans into a seated position and drives a knee into the spine before reaching forward and wrapping both hands around that damaged arm! Cody pulls backward, stretching the shoulder, and Hans immediately yells out in pain!

Persephone: That one hurt. You could see it on his face before he even made a sound. The referee is asking Hans if he wants to give it up, but Hans Grayson is shaking his head!

Thadd Blazevich: Cody is using the arm like a steering wheel, bro! He can control where Hans goes if Hans cannot properly fight him off!

Rich Russillo: Cody pulls Hans up with a grip still firmly on that arm! Cody now walking Hans over to the corner like a dog on a leash! He steps through the ropes—

Thadd Blazevich: AND CODY DROPS TO THE OUTSIDE WHILE HOLDING HANS’ ARM! GRAYSON’S ARM JUST BENT VIOLENTLY AS MAVERICK SNAPPED IT DOWNWARD!

Persephone: Briefcase Bitch is in real pain there! And the Crown Prince of too much chest hair is already sliding back into the ring! Cody moves in and grabs Hans from behind!

Rich Russillo: Hans gets one knee underneath him! Cody keeps pulling! Hans fires backward with an elbow from the free arm! Another elbow! Cody releases just enough for Hans to turn and blast him with a jumping knee strike! Cody stumbles into the ropes!

Thadd Blazevich: That bought him space, bro! Hans needed that badly!

Rich Russillo: Hans charges forward, looking to capitalize! He hooks Cody around the waist— SAITO SUPLEX! Cody gets driven into the mat and rolls through to his knees, clearly shaken from the impact!

Persephone: That one actually rattled him. Took long enough. And Hans does not hesitate! He hits the ropes and rebounds— SLIDING KNEE STRIKE TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! Cody drops to a seated position and Hans immediately turns, building speed again!

Thadd Blazevich: Hans is flowing now, dude! This is where he’s dangerous!

Rich Russillo: Hans springs to the ropes— SPRINGBOARD SPINNING BACK KICK CONNECTS! That catches Cody flush and sends him collapsing onto his back! Hans with the cover!

Referee: ONEEEEEEE!

Referee: TWOOOOOO!

Rich Russillo: Cody kicks out! But Hans has finally forced this match back into his pace!

Persephone: And notice he is avoiding using that arm as much as possible now. That is not confidence. That is necessity.

Rich Russillo: Hans rises and pulls Cody up, but you can see him favoring that arm again! He shakes it out, trying to keep it loose, but Cody is watching closely! Hans goes to whip him to the ropes—

Thadd Blazevich: Cody reverses, bro! Hans gets sent into the ropes!

Rich Russillo: Hans rebounds— Cody pops him up! Tilt a whirl— NO! Hans counters mid air into a hurricanrana! Cody rolls through to his feet— AND TAKES HIM OUT WITH THE LARIAT!

Persephone: Missed! Hans ducks underneath! He spins— HEAT TWIST CONNECTS! The Pepsi Twist lands clean and Cody gets planted into the canvas! Hans scrambles into the cover!

Referee: ONEEEEEEE!

Referee: TWOOOOOO!

Rich Russillo: Cody kicks out again! That was a clean connection from Hans Grayson, and Cody Maverick is still finding ways to survive!

Thadd Blazevich: That was close, bro! Hans is starting to stack those big moves!

Rich Russillo: Hans pulls Cody up and looks toward the corner! He begins to climb to the top rope! This could be a huge risk given the state of that arm!

Persephone: And he’s doing it anyway. Of course he is. Hans reaches the top and steadies himself! Cody is stirring below! Hans leaps— TOP ROPE BLOCKBUSTER CONNECTS! Cody is spiked into the mat and Hans rolls through, clutching that arm immediately after impact!

Thadd Blazevich: That hurt him too, bro! You can see it! Hans crawls over and hooks the leg!

Referee: ONEEEEEEE!

Referee: TWOOOOOO!

Rich Russillo: Cody kicks out again! And Hans is starting to show frustration!

Persephone: Not frustration. Reality. He is realizing he cannot put Cody away clean without paying for it physically.

Rich Russillo: Hans pulls Cody up again— but Cody suddenly snatches the arm! Cody twists it sharply and yanks Hans down into a Fujiwara armbar position! He wrenches back hard!

Thadd Blazevich: He went right back to it, bro! Cody is not letting that go! Cody is cranking that arm, pulling back with everything he has! Hans is trying to crawl, trying to rotate his body, but Cody shifts his weight and drives a knee into the shoulder joint while maintaining the hold!

Persephone: That is ugly. That is very ugly. That plate is going to start causing more internal damage than it prevents if he—

Rich Russillo: REVERSAL!!! Hans manages to roll through, stacking Cody’s shoulders briefly!

Referee: ONEEEEEEE!

Rich Russillo: Cody releases to avoid the pin! Hans scrambles to his feet— but Cody meets him with a sharp body shot! Another body shot! Cody unloads with a series of punches to the midsection!

Thadd Blazevich: Boxing background coming into play, bro! He’s digging into the body now!

Rich Russillo: Cody fires— JAB! JAB! JAB! Hans is rocked— DISCUS LARIAT! Hans flips inside out and crashes to the mat! Cody does not cover! Instead he grabs that arm again and pulls Hans up violently!

Thadd Blazevich: He is hunting now, bro! Cody drags Hans toward the corner and lifts him up, placing him across the top rope! He hooks the head— MONEYM— NO! Hans fights it! Hans fires punches with the free arm!

Persephone: He cannot let that connect. Not with the arm already damaged. Hans slips off the ropes and lands on his feet! He spins— PELE KICK CONNECTS! Cody drops to a knee! Hans stumbles but pushes forward!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS GOES FOR THE FLAMING PUNCH—

Rich Russillo: BUT CODY INTERCEPTS HIM MID AIR! Cody catches him and plants him down with a spinebuster variation!

Persephone: That is the problem with predictable offense! Cody holds on! Pulls him up— SIN CITY STUNNER CONNECTS!!! HANS DROPS TO THE MAT! AND CODY STACKS HIM UP!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEE!

Referee: TWOOOOOO!

Referee: TH—

Rich Russillo: HANS KICKS OUT!

Thadd Blazevich: That was big, bro! Really big! Cody sits up and takes a breath, but there is no panic! He knows he is wearing Hans down! But seeing Hans kick out of one of his biggest moves has to get under his skin a little! Cody grabs the arm again and pulls Hans into position!

Persephone: Of course he does. He is obsessed with it now. Cody drags Hans up— Irish whip! Hans reverses with his good arm! Cody rebounds— HANS CATCHES HIM! SNAP POWERSLAM!

Thadd Blazevich: That came out of nowhere, bro! Both men are down now! Hans rolls to his side, clutching that arm, while Cody is flat on his back trying to recover! This match has reached another turning point!

Rich Russillo: Hans begins to pull himself up using the ropes! Cody is stirring as well! Hans charges forward— RUNNING KNEE INTO THE CORNER! Cody gets driven back and Hans follows up immediately— BULLDOG CONNECTS!

Thadd Blazevich: He chained that together, bro! That was smooth! Hans pulls Cody up one more time! He is trying to push through the pain! He hooks him— IMPERIAL FLAME!!!

Rich Russillo: HANS HIT ALL OF IT! CODY IS PLANTED INTO THE MAT! AND NOW HANS ROLLS HIM THROUGH AND HOOKS THE LEG!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOO!

Referee: THREEE—

Persephone: Cody Maverick gets a shoulder up! Hans looks frustrated here! That arm is clearly pissing him off with how bad it hurts! If he lets it get to his head then he’s gonna lose it!

Rich Russillo: Grayson knows what he’s doing! He grabs Cody by the head now and is looking to make the most of it! He grabs Cody by the wrist and twists him through— AND TRIES TO KNOCK HIM DOWN WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!!

Persephone: BUT CODY SLIPS TO THE SIDE! Hans turns around— LIGHTS OUT!!! SUPERMAN PUNCH FROM CODY MAVERICK!!

Thadd Blazevich: HE GOT ALL OF IT, BRO! Hans collapses to the mat! Cody stumbles but stays on his feet! He looks down at Hans… and you can see it in his eyes… he knows this might be the opening!

Rich Russillo: Cody drops down and hooks the leg off Lights Out! He is trying to steal it right here!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOO!

Referee: THR—

Thadd Blazevich: HANS GETS THE SHOULDER UP, BRO! HE IS STILL IN THIS!

Persephone: Barely. That was not a heroic kickout. That was his body refusing to accept the obvious.

Rich Russillo: Cody rolls onto his back for a second, staring up at the lights before turning back toward Hans Grayson! Cody knows he just caught Hans clean with Lights Out, but Hans still will not stay down! Maverick pushes himself to a knee and immediately reaches for that arm again!

Thadd Blazevich: There it is, bro! Cody knows that arm is still the difference!

Rich Russillo: Cody drags Hans toward the center and traps that damaged arm between his legs! He is twisting the wrist, torquing the elbow, pulling backward on the shoulder, and Hans is screaming out in pain now! The referee is right there asking Hans if he wants to quit, but Hans is shaking his head as hard as he can!

Persephone: Cody is not even pretending this is about respect anymore. He found something broken and now he is trying to make sure it never works again. He’s cranking on that arm and could be looking to bend the plate inside so Hans just can’t use the arm anymore!

Thadd Blazevich: But that’s the match, dude! Hans is Mr. Cash in the Vault! Cody is King of Elite! You cannot leave a threat standing if you know how to put him down!

Rich Russillo: Hans is trying to turn his body, trying to get out from under Cody, but Maverick keeps wrenching backward! Hans reaches out with the free hand and starts clawing toward the ropes! Cody pulls him back! Hans stretches again! Fingertips are close!

Persephone: He is almost there, but the ropes are not going to heal that arm.

Rich Russillo: Hans gets the bottom rope! The referee calls for the break and Cody releases at four! Cody used every bit of that count, and Hans rolls onto his side clutching that arm against his body!

Thadd Blazevich: Cody is walking that line, bro! He is not breaking rules, but he is making Hans feel every second of this!

Rich Russillo: Cody pulls Hans up again, but Hans suddenly fires with a chop from the good arm! Cody answers with a forearm! Hans fires another chop! Cody with a body punch! Hans doubles over and Cody grabs him by the head! He is setting up again!

Persephone: He wants the Sin City Stunner again. He knows Hans cannot keep taking those.

Rich Russillo: Cody kicks him in the gut! SIN CITY STUNNER—

Thadd Blazevich: HANS SHOVES HIM OFF, BRO!

Rich Russillo: Cody rebounds off the ropes and Hans catches him with a jumping knee! Cody staggers backward, and Hans grabs him from behind! SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX! Cody lands high and rolls through to his knees! Hans is still on him despite the arm! Hans hits the ropes!

Thadd Blazevich: BURNING SHOT LARIAT, BRO!

Rich Russillo: NO! HANS TRIED FOR IT BUT THAT ARM BUCKLED ON THE SPRINGBOARD! Cody ducks underneath as Hans lands awkwardly, and Hans drops to a knee immediately and clutches at his wrist! That arm betrayed him again!

Persephone: That is the story now. He has the weapon. He just cannot trust the hand holding it.

Rich Russillo: Cody sees it! Cody charges forward— BUT HANS EXPLODES UP WITH FLAMING PUNCH FROM THE OTHER SIDE! THE SUPERMAN PUNCH CONNECTS! Cody is rocked! Hans grabs Cody by the head! He twists through—

Thadd Blazevich: IMPERIAL FLAME AGAIN, BRO!

Rich Russillo: CODY SHOVES HIM AWAY BEFORE HE CAN COMPLETE IT! Hans turns around— Cody catches him by the arm! Cody yanks Hans down to the mat and stomps directly across the shoulder! Hans rolls away in agony!

Persephone: That was nasty. He stomped the connection point, not the plate. That is exactly where it hurts.

Rich Russillo: Cody pulls Hans up! Hans can barely defend himself now! Cody hooks the head and snaps him down with a DDT! Cody rolls through, still holding on, dragging Hans back up again! He is not done!

Thadd Blazevich: He is trying to break him down before the next big shot, bro! Cody turns Hans around and hooks the half nelson! He is looking for High Roller! Cody is trying to lift Hans for the high angle bridging Olympic Slam!

Persephone: And Hans knows he cannot take this. Watch the feet. He is trying to anchor himself.

Rich Russillo: Hans blocks it! Cody tries again! Hans drops his weight and throws a desperate back elbow with the free arm! Cody absorbs it and keeps the half nelson! Hans throws another elbow! Cody still will not release! CODY POWERS HIM UP—

Thadd Blazevich: HIGH ROLLER CONNECTS, BRO!!!

Rich Russillo: HIGH ROLLER PLANTS HANS GRAYSON TO THE MAT!!! CODY MAVERICK JUST SPIKED HANS GRAYSON WITH THAT HIGH ANGLE BRIDGING OLYMPIC SLAM! HE KEEPS THE BRIDGE, AND WE KNOW HOW DEVASTATING THAT MOVE IS! THAT’S GOTTA BE IT!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOO!!

Referee: THREEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: HANS GRAYSON KICKS OUT!!! GRAYSON IS STILL ALIVE IN THIS ONE, AND I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!! WHEN’S THE LAST TIME YOU’VE SEEN SOMEONE SURVIVE THE HIGH ROLLER!?!?!

Thadd Blazevich: I THOUGHT THIS ONE WAS OVER, BRO! HANS BARELY SURVIVED THAT ONE, AND DUDE, I THINK WE’RE SEEING RIGHT NOW WHY BOTH OF THESE DUDES HAVE A SHOT AT BECOMING WORLD CHAMP WHENEVER THEY WANT!

Persephone: Barely is doing a lot of work there. He looks dead. His shoulder came up, but I am not convinced the rest of him agreed.

Rich Russillo: Cody rolls away and sits up, and now there is disbelief on his face! He has to shake it off and find a way to keep going! Cody crawls toward Hans and grabs the damaged arm again! He is pulling Hans up, but Hans suddenly drops his weight and rolls Cody forward!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOO!!

Rich Russillo: Cody kicks out! Both men scramble up, and Hans catches Cody with a roundhouse kick! Cody staggers! Hans follows with another kick to the ribs! Cody doubles over! Hans grabs the wrist and twists through!

Persephone: He is trying to hit that uppercut again, but the arm is screaming at him.

Rich Russillo: Hans forces it anyway! European uppercut connects! Cody falls back into the ropes! Hans grabs him and throws everything he has into the whip! Cody rebounds—

Thadd Blazevich: HANS IS GOING FOR THE BURNING SHOT AGAIN, BRO!

Rich Russillo: Hans steps to the apron! He is shaking out that arm, trying to force feeling back into it! Cody is rising! Hans springboards! BURNING SHOT LARIAT CONNECTS!!! HANS GRAYSON GOT ENOUGH OF IT! CODY IS TURNED INSIDE OUT!

Persephone: But look at Hans! He landed on the arm again! He cannot cover! Hans is writhing on the mat, clutching that arm after landing the Burning Shot Lariat! Cody is down! Hans has the match in front of him and he cannot get to the cover!

Thadd Blazevich: Crawl, bro! Crawl!

Rich Russillo: Hans drags himself across the canvas! Cody has not moved! Hans finally throws himself over Cody and hooks the leg with everything he has left!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEE!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOO!!

Referee: THREEEEE—

Rich Russillo: CODY MAVERICK KICKS OUT!!! CODY SURVIVES TO FIGHT ON!!! Hans rolls onto his back, staring upward, and now both men have survived some of the biggest shots in each other’s arsenals! This match has become a war of attrition!

Thadd Blazevich: They are past strategy now, bro! They are past respect! This is just survival!

Rich Russillo: Cody is crawling toward the ropes! Hans is crawling toward the opposite side! Neither man can stand cleanly! The crowd is split, but every person in this building is on their feet!

Persephone: This is the point where someone should make a wise decision and stay down. Unfortunately, neither of these men appears to have ever made a wise decision in their life.

Rich Russillo: Cody pulls himself up first! Hans follows moments later, using the ropes with his good arm! Cody steps forward and Hans meets him in the center! Cody throws a jab! Hans answers with a forearm! Cody fires another jab! Hans fires back with a chop! Cody with a body punch! Hans stumbles but stays upright!

Thadd Blazevich: They are throwing whatever is left, bro! There is no clean technique anymore! Cody grabs the arm again! Hans immediately headbutts Cody out of desperation! Cody staggers! Hans backs into the ropes and comes forward—

Persephone: He should not be doing this again.

Rich Russillo: Hans tries to springboard, but the arm gives out before he can even launch himself properly to the ropes! Hans drops back onto the apron, barely catching himself! Cody charges toward him!

Thadd Blazevich: LOOK OUT, BRO!

Rich Russillo: Cody swings, but Hans ducks and drives a shoulder through the ropes into Cody’s midsection! Cody doubles over! Hans tries to slingshot himself back inside, but that arm fails him again halfway through! Cody catches him as he lands!

Persephone: That was ugly. His body is not letting him be Hans Grayson anymore.

Rich Russillo: Cody has him! Cody pulls Hans into position! He may be thinking Angel of Mercy! Cody is trying to lift him into that powerbomb setup, but Hans is fighting with everything he has left! Hans punches Cody with the free hand! Again! Again! Cody staggers backward, still holding on!

Thadd Blazevich: Hans is not letting Cody hit that, bro! He knows that could be the end!

Rich Russillo: Hans slips free and lands behind him! Cody turns around— FLAMING PUNCH!

Persephone: HE MISSED!

Rich Russillo: Cody ducks underneath! Hans spins through and Cody catches the damaged arm again! Cody yanks Hans in close! Hans screams out! Cody pulls him toward the center of the ring!

Thadd Blazevich: Cody has the arm trapped, bro! Hans is in deep trouble!

Rich Russillo: Cody twists the arm behind Hans’ back and pulls him into position! Hans is fighting, but the damage may be too much now! Cody is looking for one more decisive shot, and Hans Grayson is running out of ways to stop him!

Persephone: BUT HANS WITH A REVERSE HEADBUTT THAT CATCHES CODY ON THE NOSE! HANS CREATES A GAP!

Thadd Blazevich: EVERY SECOND IS PRECIOUS HERE! HE HAS TO BE FAST! HANS SLIPS THE ROPES! HE HAS TO TRY IT ONE MORE TIME!

Hans Grayson: (off-mic) GAAAHHHH!!!

(Hans screams through the pain as he launches himself)

Rich Russillo: BURNING SHOT LARIAT! HANS POWERS THROUGH THE PAIN AND USES THE DAMAGED ARM TO HIT THE MOVE! CODY MAVERICK IS NOT MOVING! HANS IS ROLLING ON THE MAT! THAT ARM IS KILLING HIM! HE IS KICKING HIS FEET IN PAIN AS HE CLUTCHES THE ARM!

Thadd Blazevich: BUT HE SEES IT BRO! GRAYSON WILLING HIMSELF OVER! HE REACHES! AND LAYS ACROSS THE CHEST OF MAVERICK! HANS HAS THE COVER!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!!

…

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOO!!

…

(A hand reaches into frame and grabs Cody’s foot, putting it on the bottom rope.)

Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

(Hans rolls off of Cody, raising an exhausted arm in victory)

Rich Russillo: Hans thinks he’s won the match! He doesn’t see it!

(The referee runs in front of Hans and tells him Cody’s foot is on the ropes. Hans turns to look and the camera pans to reveal…)

(The EAW Champion Drake Armstrong looking up at Hans with a smile on his face.)

Drake Armstrong: (off mic) Hey, foot on the rope breaks the pin! Tough luck, pal!

(Hans is immediately infuriated. He moves to the ropes and begins to yell at Drake from inside the ring.)

Thadd Blazevich: The EAW Champion making his presence felt here tonight! Hans is definitely losing it right now!

Persephone: He’s about to lose something else too!

Rich Russillo: CODY MAVERICK GRABS HANS FROM BEHIND! THE DEAD MAN’S HAND! CODY HAS THE REAR NAKED CHOKE LOCKED IN! HANS COULDN’T DEFEND AGAINST IT AND LOCKED ON TIGHT! CODY PULLS HIM BACK INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING WITH NOWHERE TO GO! HANS IS FIGHTING! TWISTING! BATTLING TO THE BITTER END!

Thadd Blazevich: BUT CODY SLIDES HIS LEG OUT AND PINS GRAYSON’S GOOD ARM DOWN! HANS FIGHTING WITH THE DAMAGED ARM ALL HE CAN! BUT HE’S FADING!

(Drake Armstrong begins to walk up the ramp backwards with a smirk on his face as he watches.)

Rich Russillo: The referee is checking, trying to see if Hans can escape…

(Hans Grayson tries everything he can, to fight out of it, but with the uninjured arm pinned, there’s very little he can do. He grabs onto Cody’s arm, trying as hard as he can to pull it off of him, but his fight gets weaker with every second.)

(Finally, Hans uses his final bit of strength to divert his eyes towards the ramp, using the final bit of life he has left in him to stare at Drake Armstrong for what little time he has left, before the referee finally checks one last time to see whether or not Hans is still conscious.)

( DING! DING! DING! )

Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… COOODDDDYYYYYYYY MMMAAAVVVEERRRIIICCKKKKK!!!!!!

(Cody finally releases the hold as ‘Kostas’ hits the speakers again. He rolls to his knees and stands for the referee to raise his hand. He then looks over and that’s when he notices Drake on the ramp, clapping after seeing Cody pick up the victory.)

Rich Russillo: Congratulations to Cody Maverick on a big victory here tonight, but I think it may be dawning on him now exactly how that victory was obtained!

(Drake Armstrong smiles from the stage and gives an applause for Cody before slipping behind the curtain and disappearing. Cody turns and looks down at Hans who is being checked by the referee, and it doesn’t take long to figure out that Drake played a part in this, which doesn’t sit well with the King of Elite whatsoever.)

Persephone: A win is a win. These two wanted to go all out and kill themselves for a match where they both still leave with their title shots in place. They got what they asked for in my book.

Thadd Blazevich: I don’t know, bro. I don’t think these two will be very happy about this at all.

(Cody wipes his face before sliding out of the ring, making his way up the ramp. He pauses halfway with a conflicted look on his face as he looks back at Hans, who now has medical checking on his arm as the camera fades.)

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(The camera shot has returned to the ring where Gina Romano is standing front and center with a microphone in her hand as she is ready to make the introductions for the next match.)

Gina Romano: The following contest is the special NO HOLDS BARRED MATCH SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Gina Romano: This match can only end by pinfall or submission, and the winner of this match will earn an ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH AT PAIN FOR PRIDE!

(The crowd is still cheering loudly as “Gloria” by the London Symphony Orchestra starts playing throughout the arena. The cheers only get louder as Bea Valentine and her trusty butler Cornelius enter the arena. As eternal as ever, Bea looks ready for action and only has one thing on her mind as she heads to the ring.)

Gina Romano: Introducing first and making her way to the ring. Being accompanied to the ring by CORNELIUS!! From Boston, Massachusetts. Weighing 143 pounds. Here is ‘THE ETERNAL EMPRESS” BEA VALENTINE!

Deadprez: Here comes Bea Valentine and listen to the ovation for Bea Valentine because everyone in this arena tonight wants to see one thing happen and that is Bea Valentine ripping Harper Lee apart.

Gavin Kirkland: In this match, the rules go out the window and I honestly hope the clothes go too, but this rivalry has been building up for MONTHS!! I think the only way this match is going to get hot is if they set each other on fire.

Sienna Swann: Sweeties, as Deadprez mentioned last week on Showdown, this is the third straight marquee event in a row where Harper and Bea faced off against each other. They are looking to end this tonight.

(Bea enters the ring and takes her corner while Cornelius takes his place at ringside. Seconds later, her music is replaced by ‘Sweet Dreams’ by Eurythmics. All the cheers for Bea have changed very quickly into loud boos as Harper Lee enters the arena. Following closely behind is Silas Mason. Silas and Harper nod to each other as they head to the ring.)

Gina Romano: Introducing her opponent! Representing Silas World and being accompanied by SILAS MASON! From Charlotte, North Carolina! Weighing 114 pounds. Here is “THE TROUBLEMAKER” HARPER LEE!

Gavin Kirkland: Here comes the beautiful Harper Lee, but she is being followed by that bald bozo Silas Mason. I would only root for Bea if it meant that Silas would go away.

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, I agree that Silas Mason is like a virus that is infecting the Showdown brand and can you imagine how annoying he will be if Harper wins this match.

Deadprez: This match is going to be a massacre to say the very least as these two want to beat the holy hell out of each other. Who will win? Who will survive? An Answers World Championship match at Pain for Pride on the line. Here we go!

(Harper enters the ring and Silas takes his place at ringside as Harper’s music fades off. Harper and Bea are glaring at each other from their neutral corners as the referee calls for the bell.)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Sienna Swann: Well there you go, sweeties. This match is officially underway and one of these ladies is going to Pain for Pride and neither of them will be winning the wardrobe competition, but let’s get down to business.

Deadprez: Well these two really want to… AND HERE WE GO!! BEA AND HARPER STAMPEDE RIGHT TO THE CENTER OF THE RING AND THE FISTS ARE FLYING!

Gavin Kirkland: I know! I still hope it’s the clo–

Deadprez: DON’T YOU FINISH THAT SENTENCE, DAWG!

Sienna Swann: Yeah, sweetie, you give me really creepy vibes when you talk like that. Focus on the match, sweetie.

Gavin Kirkland: I will. I am sorry. But look at these two literally beat the hell out of each other. If they start out like this, I can only imagine what will happen throughout this match.

Sienna Swann: Now to the sweeties who are watching at home, the only way to win is pinfall or submission and the fall must occur in the ring. So they can kill each other all through the arena, but this will end in the ring.

Deadprez: It looks like Bea Valentine is starting to get the upper hand, literally, on Harper Lee as Bea starts backing Harper to the ropes–

Gavin Kirkland: BEA WITH A KICK SENDING HARPER THROUGH THE ROPES! HARPER GOES HEAD OVER HEELS AND IS ALREADY OUT ON THE ARENA FLOOR!

Sienna Swann: Harper is getting back to her feet as Bea starts to build up some steam as she hits the ropes on one side and runs back to the other side FOR A SUICIDE DIVE–

(CRACK!!)

Deadprez: BEA WENT FOR THE SUICIDE DIVE AND ACTUALLY DOVE THROUGH THE ROPES, BUT HARPER HAD A TRASH CAN LID AND CRACKED BEA IN THE HEAD! BEA HORRIBLY CRASHES AND BURNS AFTER THAT ONE!

Gavin Kirkland: Bea hits the arena floor hard AS HARPER CRACKS HER IN THE HEAD ONCE MORE FOR GOOD MEASURE! Harper now pulls Bea to her feet using the hair and grabs her by the head BEFORE RUNNING HER ON THE FLOOR AND SHE HITS A BULLDOG ON THE MIDDLE RING STEP!

Deadprez: Bea’s face meets cold steel as she bounces off the step and is back on the floor. Everything that these two will do to each other is legal as Harper again uses the hair to bring Bea back up.

Sienna Swann: No respect being shown by Harper Lee as she grabs Bea around the waist AND SENDS HER BACK TOWARDS THE APRON AND BEA GOES SPINE FIRST INTO THE EDGE OF THE RING!

Gavin Kirkland: Bea has had a hard time getting out of the starting gate of this match and it has pretty much been all Harper since Bea’s offense in the first minute.

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, Harper rolls Bea back into the ring as Harper looks under the ring and tries to find another weapon to use and she does as she comes out with a metal baking sheet.

Deadprez: Harper is looking to maim Bea early on in the match as she rolls back into the ring–

Gavin Kirkland: BEA WITH A BASEBALL SLIDE DROPKICK THAT SENDS THE METAL SHEET RIGHT BACK INTO HARPER’S FACE! THE DROPKICK DOESN’T SEND HER OUT OF THE RING, BUT SHE DOES CRACK THE BACK OF HER HEAD AGAINST THE BOTTOM ROPE!

Sienna Swann: Just like that, the momentum of this match has changed as that bald moron Silas Mason is yelling for Harper to get back in this match. Meanwhile, Cornelius is looking pleased that his Lady Bea is back in control.

Deadprez: Bea is back on her feet as she grabs Harper by the hair AND FLINGS HER FACE FIRST INTO THE STEEL SHEET! Bea decides to follow up by grabbing her by the hair again AND SLAMS INTO THE BAKING SHEET ONE MORE TIME!

Gavin Kirkland: Bea rolls out of the ring for a second and grabs a steel chair from the timekeeper’s area before rolling back into the ring all while Harper is trying to recover.

Deadprez: Bea unfolds the chair and grabs Harper before lifting her up onto her shoulders in the Fireman’s Carry position.

Sienna Swann: Bea walks over to the chair AND TOSSES HARPER OFF HER SHOULDERS–

Gavin Kirkland: FIREMAN’S CARRY NECKBREAKER ONTO THE CHAIR! THE BASE OF HARPER’S SKULL CAUGHT THE EDGE OF THAT CHAIR! THAT COULD BE A CONCUSSION RIGHT THERE!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, Harper is holding her head in pain which now gives her an excuse to not look so good as Bea rolls her over and hooks the leg for the cover.

ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!

Deadprez: HARPER KICKS OUT AT TWO! Bea quickly stays on the offensive as she picks Harper and UP SLAMS HER BACK DOWN TO THE MAT!

Gavin Kirkland: Bea decides to gamble a little bit as she climbs all the way up to the high rent district that is the top rope.

Sienna Swann: Harper hasn’t moved since being slammed as Bea finds her footing on the top ropes BEFORE JUMPING FOR THE DIVING ELBOW—

Deadprez: HARPER GOT THE BAKING SHEET UP TO TRY AND SHIELD THE BLOW AS MUCH AS SHE COULD! BEA ELBOWS THE STEEL SHEET AND IS HOLDING HER ELBOW IN PAIN!

Gavin Kirkland: But that still drove the sheet into Harper, so Harper took some damage off that move.

Deadprez: Both women are down at the moment as Bea is the first to get to her feet as Harper backs away to try to give herself some breathing room. But Bea isn’t going to let that happen.

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, Bea is stalking Harper like one fashion victim to another as Harper is still trying to back away–

Gavin Kirkland: HARPER GRABS THE FRONT OF BEA’S TOP AND SENDS HER THROAT FIRST INTO THE MIDDLE ROPE! DID SOMETHING COME OUT! CAMERAMAN! CHECK FOR A WARDROBE MALFUNCTION!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, you need to quit that.

Deadprez: Yeah, dawg, do you want another restraining order on your record?

Gavin Kirkland: As we get back to the match, Bea is holding her throat in pain as Harper rolls out of the ring and goes right over to the timekeeper’s area.

Sienna Swann: Harper just tossed the timekeeper out of his chair and Gina Romano is getting the hell out of there to avoid feeling Harper’s wrath. What the hell is she doing, sweeties?

Deadprez: HARPER HAS A TOOLBOX! THAT IS HER WEAPON OF CHOICE RIGHT THERE AS SHE ROLLS BACK INTO THE RING! She opens the toolbox and just lets all the contents fall onto the mat.

Gavin Kirkland: Harper has a very demented look on her face… she really needs to get away from that screwed up in the head boyfriend of hers… as she closes the toolbox and watches Bea get right back to her feet.

Deadprez: Harper looks like she is winding up for the swing as Bea has made it back to her feet. Bea turns around to face Harper–

(CRASH!)

Sienna Swann: Good grief, sweeties!

Gavin Kirkland: HARPER JUST CRACKED BEA RIGHT IN THE HEAD WITH THAT TOOLBOX AND BEA DROPS TO THE MAT LIKE NO OTHER! BEA IS DOWN AND HOLDING HER FACE AS HARPER ROLLS HER OVER FOR THE COVER!

ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!

THHHHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEE-

Sienna Swann: BEA GOT THE SHOULDER UP! Sweeties! Look at her face!!

Deadprez: Bea Valentine was busted open after that toolbox to the head! We could tell it before the cover as the blood was starting to show through Bea’s fingers as she was holding her face!

Gavin Kirkland: It was only a matter of time before one of these beautiful ladies was busted open. I think that they will both be wearing some crimson before this match is over.

Sienna Swann: Sweeties, that must have been a hell of a shot because Bea is immediately wearing the crimson mask. Her face is covered! I am not sure if crimson is her color.

Deadprez: Well she doesn’t get much choice in the matter as Cornelius looks worried while Silas is proud of Harper. Bea has rolled onto her knees AND HARPER WITH A KICK TO THE RIBS!

Gavin Kirkland: That looked like a soccer punt and Harper is loving every second of it as she rolls back to the outside and goes under the ring. While Harper is under the ring, Cornelius slides in to check on Bea–

Deadprez: SILAS MASON PULLS HIM OUT OF THE RING! BOTH MANAGERS ARE GLARING AT EACH OTHER AND WE MIGHT GET A MATCH WITHIN A MATCH!

Sienna Swann: Sweeties, they both look like they are ready to square up. Cornelius is telling Silas to bring it, but Silas isn’t doing a thing. What else is new?

Gavin Kirkland: The referee is checking on Bea at the moment to see if she is alright as Harper rolls back into the ring WITH THE SPARE RING BELL!

Sienna Swann: Harper walks over to the corner and adjusts the ring bell in between the ropes and once again, there is something evil going through her mind, sweeties.

Deadprez: Bea is starting to move as Harper pulls her back to her feet by her blonde locks, which are turning more red by the second. Harper grabs Bea by the head AND RUNS TO THE CORNER FOR THE BULLDOG INTO THE RING BELL–

Gavin Kirkland: BEA BLOCKS IT!! Bea lifts Harper up looking like a back suplex, BUT SHE LAUNCHES HARPER INTO THE CORNER AND HARPER GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE RING BELL!

Sienna Swann: That was a very ugly bounce, sweeties, but now Bea pulls the ring bell out of the corner and has a stronghold on it. Even with the blood covering her face, we can see the fire in Bea’s eyes.

Deadprez: Harper is slowly getting back to her feet after having her bell rung. Turnabout is fair play after just a few moments ago as Harper is standing and she slowly turns around–

(DING!!)

Gavin Kirkland: BEA JUST CRACKED HARPER IN THE HEAD WITH THE RING BELL!! THAT WAS A SICKENING THUD OFF HARPER’S SKULL SENDING HARPER TO THE MAT!!

Deadprez: THAT LOOKED LIKE A KNOCKOUT SHOT AS BEA DROPS THE BELL AND GOES FOR THE COVER!

ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!

THHHHHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEE–

Sienna Swann: OH WHAT THE HELL! DAMN THAT SILAS MASON!

Gavin Kirkland: SILAS PULLED BEA OFF OF HARPER AND STOPS THE COUNT AND HERE COMES CORNELIUS!

Sienna Swann: I hope he gets that stupid bald bastard.

Deadprez: The chase is on as Cornelius is going after Silas Mason and Silas is trying to get the hell out of dodge. Meanwhile, Harper is now bleeding after being struck with the ring bell. Looks like Gavin was right for once.

Gavin Kirkland: It was bound to hap… HEY!!

Sienna Swann: You know what he meant, Sweetie.

Deadprez: Harper is down on the mat as Bea decides to go for broke one more time and climb all the way to the top turnbuckle.

Gavin Kirkland: Bea looks ready to tear Harper Lee apart as SHE JUMPS FROM THE TOP ROPE! “FLIGHT OF THE BUMBLEBEA” ON THE WAY—

Deadprez: OH MY GAWD! SHE’S SCREAMING! BEA IS SCREAMING IN HORRIBLE PAIN! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?

Sienna Swann: Sweetie! Look at her midsection!

Gavin Kirkland: THERE ARE NAILS! HARPER WAS ABLE TO GRAB NAILS THAT WERE DUMPED FROM THE TOOLBOX AND SHE USED TO THEM TO HELP COUNTER THE FROG SPLASH!!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, she now looks like a bloody pincushion as Harper slowly rolls to her feet.

Deadprez: Harper reaches down and now has the hammer from the toolbox in her hands as she eyes BEA AND CRACKS HER RIGHT IN THE SKULL WITH THE HAMMER!

Gavin Kirkland: Bea could be down and out right now as Harper kneels down next to Bea and has a devilish grin on her face. I don’t like where this is going.

Sienna Swann: She looks about as psychotic as her boyfriend and that is not a compliment considering they are both nuts as Harper still has the hammer. She brings it up—

Deadprez: HARPER JUST FURTHER DROVE THE NAILS INTO BEA BY SMASHING THEM WITH A HAMMER! OH DAWG, THAT LOOKS ABSOLUTELY SICKENING!

Gavin Kirkland: I have always thought about getting hammered with Bea, but not this way. Now Harper brings the hammer up AND SHE DRIVES THE OTHER NAIL INTO BEA!! I THINK I MIGHT GET SICK!!

Deadprez: HARPER COULD PUNCTURE A VITAL ORGAN THAT WAY, BUT HARPER DOESN’T GIVE A DAMN! LOOK AT HARPER LAUGHING! WHAT A SICK BITCH!

Sienna Swann: Harper grabs Bea and pulls her back to her feet by the hair. Who knows what kind of pain Bea is in right now as Harper maneuvers the hammer around her fist–

Gavin Kirkland: DRAGON FIST WITH THE HAMMER! WHAT A PUNCH BY HARPER LEE! RIGHT HOOK RIGHT TO THE SKULL OF BEA VALENTINE!!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, this is just a massacre right now of Bea Valentine and it might be academic at this point as Harper drops down to the cover!

ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!

THHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

Deadprez: WHAT THE HELL?

Gavin Kirkland: CORNELIUS!! CORNELIUS RETURNS THE FAVOR AND PULLS HARPER OFF OF BEA TO STOP THE COUNT! THAT IS LEGAL IN THIS MATCH AND I LOVE IT!!

Sienna Swann: Harper looks pissed as does Silas Mason, who is yelling up a storm at Cornelius like the little bitch that he is.

Deadprez: HAHAHAHAHAHA!! TURNABOUT IS FAIR PLAY! SILAS DID IT FIRST AND CORNELIUS RETURNS THE FAVOR! CORNELIUS IS OUT OF THE RING AND NOW THE MANAGERS ARE YELLING AGAIN!

Gavin Kirkland: The referee is trying to separate these two from killing each other, which makes the referee a horrible buzzkill, but Harper uses the time to LOCK IN THE “JOURNEY’S END”!

Deadprez: THE CHICKENWING OVER THE SHOULDER CROSSFACE IS LOCKED IN AND BEA IS IN A MESS OF TROUBLE—

Sienna Swann: No she isn’t, Sweetie. Bea uses enough of the momentum to roll over and reverse it into a modified roll up. Shoulders are down!

ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!

THHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

Gavin Kirkland: HARPER KICKS OUT AND SHE IS FORCED TO RELEASE THE SUBMISSION! Harper quickly gets back to her feet AND BEA WITH A RIGHT HAND TO THE RIBS!

Sienna Swann: Harper tries again AND BEA WITH ANOTHER SHOT! SHOT AFTER SHOT UNTIL SOMEHOW BEA IS BACK ON HER FEET AND NOW WE HAVE A STAREDOWN!

Deadprez: Listen to this crowd firmly behind Bea Valentine. They want to see her going to Pain for Pride. Both women are bloody and tired and have put each other through literal hell in this match and this match is still not over.

Gavin Kirkland: Neither woman has moved an inch since they both made it back to their feet–

(SLAP!)

Sienna Swann: HARPER LEE WITH A STRAIGHT SLAP TO BEA’S FACE! SWEETIE, THERE WAS A LOT OF HATRED BEHIND THAT SLAP… AND BEA IS LAUGHING!!

(SLAP!)

Deadprez: BEA WITH A SLAP TO HARPER! Harper goes to slap her again, BUT BEA WITH A MODIFIED SLINGBLADE TAKES HARPER DOWN! WHERE IS THE ENERGY COMING FROM!

Gavin Kirkland: I don’t know, but I like it. As soon as Harper gets up, she gets knocked back down by Bea. Bea is tired of this shit to say the very least and she wants to end Harper once and for all.

Deadprez: Harper gets back to her feet one more time AND BEA FIRES OFF A SUPERKICK THAT CATCHES HARPER RIGHT IN THE JAW TAKING HER DOWN!

Sienna Swann: Bea has rolled out of the ring to grab something AND SHE GRABS HER ENTRANCE ROBE! NOW SHE IS TEARING OFF THE SLEEVE! THAT IS A MAJOR FASHION FAUX PAS!

Gavin Kirkland: Bea has the sleeve free as she goes back into the ring. She grabs Harper by the hair and drags her over to the corner.

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, she forces Harper to her feet as Bea is sitting on the top turnbuckle–

Deadprez: BEA WRAPS THE ROBE SLEEVE AROUND HARPER’S NECK AND LEANS BACK!! BEA IS STRANGLING HARPER LEE!!

Gavin Kirkland: BEA IS LEANING SO FAR BACK THAT HARPER’S FEET ARE OFF THE MAT! HARPER IS DANGLING AND KICKING TRYING TO GET FREE BUT BEA HAS A STRONGHOLD ON THAT SLEEVE!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, we might see a murder here at Grand Rampage.

Deadprez: When you think about it, it’s all legal in this No Holds Barred match. LOOK AT HARPER, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!

Gavin Kirkland: HARPER IS STARTING TO TURN PURPLE WITH HOW TIGHT SHE IS BEING STRANGLED! WHAT A WAY TO GO IF THIS ENDS IT!

Deadprez: HARPER’S FIGHT IS STARTING TO SLOW!! SHE IS LOSING CONSCIOUSNESS SO BEA COMES OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A MODIFIED “BEA STING”! MUSHROOM STOMP TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!

Sienna Swann: If Harper wasn’t unconscious before, she could be now. Bea could go for the cover, but she is electing not to do that. Instead, she is rolling out to the floor and going under the ring.

Gavin Kirkland: What other goodies will appear in this match AND BEA VALENTINE HAS PULLED OUT A TABLE!!

Sienna Swann: Sweeties, listen to this crowd go absolutely nuts for the table. We know exactly what they want to see. They want to see Harper go through the table.

Deadprez: Bea takes a deep breath before she slides the table into the ring before she rolls back in herself. Harper still has not moved after being let free from being strangled.

Gavin Kirkland: Bea is back on her feet as she sets up the table in the center of the ring.

Sienna Swann: Bea pulls Harper back to her feet, again using the hair, and lifts her enough so she is standing on the second rope.

Deadprez: Bea comes up and under and pulls Harper off the ropes before walking her to the table. THE CROWD IS ROOTING BEA ON–

Gavin Kirkland: SITOUT POWERBOMB THROUGH THE TABLE! HARPER DRIVEN THROUGH THE TABLE AND CROWD IS GOING ABSOLUTELY NUTS AND HARPER IS NOT MOVING!

Sienna Swann: Bea is certainly feeling it as well, but she quickly stacks up Harper for the cover!

ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!

THHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE!

Deadprez: HARPER KICKED OUT! HARPER KICKED OUT! HOW THE HELL DID SHE KICK OUT?

Gavin Kirkland: I don’t know, but everyone in this arena is stunned except for Silas Mason, who is bouncing around like an idiot.

Deadprez: Even Bea is stunned that Harper kicked out. I don’t blame her because Harper was strangled unconscious and put through a table and Harper is still in this match.

Sienna Swann: Bea gets back to her feet and grabs one of the metal table legs from the wreckage that is the first table as SHE SWINGS IT AT HARPER–

Gavin Kirkland: HARPER GRABS THE TABLE LEG BEFORE IT CRASHES AGAINST HER FACE!

Sienna Swann: Bea is trying to hit her with those metal legs, but Harper is still able to put up a fight.

Deadprez: This is actually a very surprising moment at this point in the match as Harper is able to get her legs up AND SENDS BEA OVER WITH A MODIFIED MONKEY FLIP!

Gavin Kirkland: Now Harper rolls back and is now on top of Bea… lucky… AND SHE PUSHES THE STEEL LEGS AGAINST THE THROAT OF BEA VALENTINE!!

Sienna Swann: It’s all legal because Harper can choke out Bea like Bea did to her earlier. Harper sees Bea is still fighting so she lifts the leg AND CRASHES IT AGAINST BEA’S THROAT!!

Deadprez: Bea is holding her throat in pain as Harper grabs Bea and uses her hair to drag her over to one of the corners and pulls her outside the ring TO WEDGE HER HEAD BETWEEN THE CORNER AND THE RING STEPS!

Gavin Kirkland: Oh this is not going to be good at all as Harper is outside the ring as she backs up to the ring barricades AND RUNS FULL FORCE BACK TO BEA–

Deadprez: SHOTGUN DROPKICK TO THE RING STEPS!! OH MY GAWD, DAWG!! THAT COULD HAVE BROKEN BEA’S NECK AND HARPER DOESN’T CARE!!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, Harper falls to the ring in exhaustion, but Silas is right next to Harper telling her to get up as Cornelius is close by making sure that Silas stays out of it.

Gavin Kirkland: Harper gets back to her feet and drags Bea up like a sack of potatoes and just rolls her back into the ring before she slowly follows suit.

Sienna Swann: A lot of energy has been expended in this match and what is Harper doing, Sweetie?

Deadprez: Harper is climbing up to the top rope. Slowly she climbs. What the hell is going through her mind right now?

Gavin Kirkland: I think Harper has a few screws loose now as she gets her balance on the top rope. Bea hasn’t moved after that decapitation style dropkick AS HARPER COMES OFF THE TOP ROPE–

Sienna Swann: DIVING SENTON BY HARPER LEE!! DIRECT HIT LANDING ON THE RIBS AND CHEST OF BEA AS HARPER HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE COVER!!

ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!

THHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE!

Deadprez: SHE GOT THE SHOULDER UP! BEA VALENTINE GOT THE SHOULDER UP! NEAR FALL FOR HARPER LEE AS SHE LETS OUT A SCREAM OF FRUSTRATION BEFORE FALLING BACK ON THE MAT!

Gavin Kirkland: Both competitors are down now, but the referee is not starting a count.

Deadprez: That’s because Kennedy Street has made it clear that there MUST be a winner. This match ends by pinfall, submission, or death, dawg. Somehow and some way, either Harper Lee or Bea Valentine will be going to Pain for Pride.

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, these two are barely starting to move. They are bloody. They are beaten. They will no doubt be scared after everything these two have done to each other.

Gavin Kirkland: On opposite sides of the ring, Silas Mason and Cornelius are looking on as they hope that the competitor they are representing will be the first to their feet.

Sienna Swann: Both ladies have rolled to the ropes closest to them, BUT HARPER HAS ROLLED OUT OF THE RING! WHAT IS GOING ON?

Deadprez: Harper is now under the ring and SHE COMES OUT WITH THE LIGHT TUBES!! THE LIGHT TUBES ARE HERE NOW, DAWG!

Gavin Kirkland: Harper pulls out a pair of light tubes and rolls them in the ring before using the apron to pull herself back into the ring.

Sienna Swann: Harper uses the ropes to get back to her feet and grabs the light tube on the ground and now she is looking around for the other tube–

Deadprez: THAT’S BECAUSE BEA VALENTINE HAS IT!! WE ARE ABOUT TO HAVE A DUEL, DAWG!!

Gavin Kirkland: LOOK AT BEA! BEA HAS FIRE IN HER EYES, BUT SO DOES HARPER! WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING?

Deadprez: THE NAILS! REMEMBER THE NAILS HARPER DROVE INTO HER EARLIER IN THE MATCH? She has one of the nail heads in her fingers–

Sienna Swann: AND SHE JUST YANKS THAT NAIL OUT OF HER MIDSECTION!! OH MY GAWD, SWEETIES, THAT IS NO FASHION CRIME! IT MIGHT BE A CRIME AGAINST HUMANITY!

Gavin Kirkland: Oh, she isn’t stopping there. She tosses the nail at Harper and grabs the other one AND SHE PULLS THAT ONE OUT AS WELL!! THAT IS INTRIGUING AND NAUSEATING AT THE SAME TIME!

Sienna Swann: You can say that again, sweetie. She tosses the other nail at Harper, but besides that, neither lady has made a move as they continue to glare at each other–

Bea Valentine: (off-mic) THIS…. THIS ENDS NOW… BITCH!!

Harper Lee: (off-mic) It does… AND I AM GOING TO PAIN FOR PRIDE!!

Deadprez: Battle lines are drawn once again AS BOTH WOMEN SWING THEIR RESPECTIVE LIGHT TUBES–

(CRASH!)

Gavin Kirkland: THEY BOTH CONNECT! THEY BOTH SCORE WITH LIGHT TUBES TO THE HEAD AS THEY BOTH FALL BACK TOWARDS THE ROPES!!

Sienna Swann: Fresh blood is flowing from their heads AS BEA VALENTINE RUNS IN A FULL SPRINT TO HARPER LEE AND TACKLES HER THROUGH THE ROPES–

Deadprez: BOTH WOMEN HIT THE APRON BEFORE HITTING THE FLOOR AND NOW THEY ARE BRAWLING ON THE FLOOR RIGHT IN FRONT OF US DAWG!!

Gavin Kirkland: FIST FIGHT PART TWELVE!! THESE TWO ARE LITERALLY BEATING THE HELL OUT OF EACH OTHER AND THE CROWD IS GOING CRAZY!!

Deadprez: LOOK AT THIS!! Silas Mason has just pulled Harper out of the fight and backs her away from Bea to help her catch a breath.

Sienna Swann: I hate this bald idiot. NOW HERE COMES CORNELIUS!!

Gavin Kirkland: OH YEAH! GET THAT BASTARD CORNELIUS!!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, Cornelius and Silas are face to face right now and Cornelius, in his butler manner, is reading the riot act to Silas and Silas doesn’t look very amused–

Deadprez: SILAS MASON WITH A RIGHT HAND TO CORNELIUS!! AND UHHH… DAWG!?!

Gavin Kirkland: BAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THAT PUNCH HAD VERY LITTLE EFFECT ON CORNELIUS AND CORNELIUS RETURNS THE FAVOR WITH A RIGHT HAND OF HIS OWN!!

Sienna Swann: That moron Silas is trying to fight back, BUT CORNELIUS OVERWHELMS HIM AND NOW THE MANAGERS ARE FIGHTING WITH CORNELIUS BACKING SILAS TO THE BARRICADE!!

Deadprez: It’s about time somebody beat the hell out of Silas like that dawg. Meanwhile, Bea is back on her feet and can’t believe what she sees, but she is cheering Cornelius on as the referee tries to separate the two managers–

Gavin Kirkland: Bea… BEA!! TURN AROUND TURN AROUND! THE CROWD IS SCREAMING AT HARPER TO TURN AROUND! SHE FINALLY DOES–

(CRASH!!)

Deadprez: HARPER LEE WITH A BEER BOTTLE TO BEA’S SKULL!! BEA TAKEN BACK DOWN ON THE MAT AS HARPER GRABS THE SPARE RING BELL FROM THE RING AND PLACES IT ON THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!

Sienna Swann: Harper is looking to do more than win, she is wanting to end Bea’s career as she places Bea’s head on the ring bell, sweetie.

Gavin Kirkland: Harper grabs Bea’s arm and traps it as she pulls Bea’s head up just enough before lifting up her foot–

(CRASH!!)

Sienna Swann: “SLEEPING ON THE FLOOR”!

Deadprez: THE CURB STOMP DIRECTLY ONTO THAT EXTRA RING BELL AND BEA IS UNCONSCIOUS! THIS HAS GOT TO BE OVER, DAWG!

Gavin Kirkland: Harper grabs the unconscious Bea and lifts her up like the dead weight she is and pushes her into the ring.

Sienna Swann: Harper is in the ring before she looks over and sees that the referee is working on separating Silas and Cornelius!

Harper Lee: (off-mic) HEY, REF!! GET OVER HERE AND COUNT MY VICTORY!!

Deadprez: Harper is down for the cover and the referee finally breaks them up before they dash right into the ring and count the cover!!

ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!

THHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE!

Gavin Kirkland: BEA KICKED OUT! BEA KICKED OUT AND HARPER CAN’T BELIEVE IT!! OHHHH HARPER IS PISSED!!

Deadprez: Dawg, the referee was coming down for the three count and was about to end the match, but Bea was able to get her shoulder off the mat at the last possible second.

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, Harper is looking at the referee and telling them it was a three count, but the referee is telling Harper it was only a two count.

Gavin Kirkland: HARPER SHOVES THE REFEREE IN FRUSTRATION AND IS COMPLETELY ANGRY THAT THIS MATCH ISN’T OVER AND WAS DISTRACTED THAT RUINED HER COVER!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, if it wasn’t for that brawl between Silas and Cornelius, Harper might have won this match. I told you that Silas was a giant moron.

Deadprez: Oh you can say that again, but this match has been exactly what we have expected. Right now, Harper glares at the referee before looking at the still not moving Bea as she rolls outside the ring one more time.

Gavin Kirkland: Harper looks under the ring once more to see what else she can find to use to beat Bea half to death. She’s coming out AND WHAT DOES SHE HAVE!!

Sienna Swann: IT LOOKS LIKE A GLASS TABLE SWEETIE!! METAL LEGS! GLASS TABLE TOP! MAJOR DAMAGE ON THE HORIZON!!

Deadprez: Harper has more evil intentions on her mind as she slides the new table back into the ring before sliding in herself.

Gavin Kirkland: Now Harper has the table set up in the middle of the ring as she drags Bea closer to the corner before being able to lift Bea up and puts her on the middle rope.

Deadprez: Dawg, Bea looks like a carcass right now because the only movement she has done in the last couple of minutes was lifting her shoulder off the mat.

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, Harper gets on the apron and climbs up to the top rope. I am curious as to what she has planned because words can’t describe what we are seeing right now… kind of like both of their wardrobes at the moment. The bloodstained look doesn’t work well for either of them.

Gavin Kirkland: I completely agree. That is an amazing observation.

Sienna Swann: Of course, Sweetie. I am me.

Deadprez: As we get back to the match, Harper has her footing on the top rope as she starts to grab Bea’s waist–

Gavin Kirkland: BEA WITH A RIGHT HAND TO HARPER LEE! Harper tries to fight back BUT BEA COMES BACK WITH ANOTHER RIGHT HAND, STALLING HARPER!

Sienna Swann: NOW BEA HAS ALSO MADE HER WAY TO THE TOP ROPE AND THEY ARE EACH THROWING WEAK RIGHT HANDS TO EACH OTHER!

Deadprez: OH MY GAWD! BOTH WOMEN ARE NOW STANDING ON THE TOP ROPE! THIS IS A VERY DANGEROUS SITUATION! GET DOWN FROM THERE, DAWG!

Gavin Kirkland: HARPER HAS A HAND AROUND BEA’S THROAT, BUT BEA RETURNS THE FAVOR AND HAS A CHOKEHOLD ON HARPER’S THROAT–

Deadprez: BOTH WOMEN THROW THEMSELVES AND LAUNCH EACH OTHER OFF THE TOP ROPE–

(CRASH!)

Sienna Swann: BOTH WOMEN GO THROUGH THE GLASS TABLE!! ALMOST THE EXACT SAME WAY THEY PUT EACH OTHER THROUGH THE TABLE A FEW WEEKS AGO DURING THEIR CONTRACT SIGNING!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Deadprez: BOTH WOMEN ARE DOWN AND COVERED IN THE REMNANTS THAT WAS A GLASS TABLE… AND THE REFEREE IS DOWN TO MAKE A COUNT?!?!?!?!?! WHO HAS THE COVER? I CAN’T TELL!!

ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!

TWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!

TTTHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEE!

(DING! DING! DING!)

(The bell has rung and nobody in the arena can really tell which person got the fall…except for the referee.)

Deadprez: Dawg, the way they landed, we can’t tell who got the cover. But the referee saw a cover and made a count.

Gavin Kirkland: COME ON!! WHO WON THE MATCH??

(The referee goes to the side of the ring, where Gina Romano is standing as the referee tells her who won the match.)

Gina Romano: Ladies and gentlemen….

Gina Romano: The winner of this match….

Gina Romano: And earning an Answers World Championship match at Pain for Pride…

(The crowd is dead silent as they wait for Gina Romano to announce the winner.)

Gina Romano:…BEA VALENTINE!!

(The silence is gone as the crowd goes absolutely wild after hearing that Bea has won the match. Seconds later “Gloria” starts playing again. Cornelius gets in the ring and helps Bea up to her feet while Silas is outside the ring as he can’t believe it.)

Deadprez: LISTEN TO THE CROWD RIGHT NOW! THEY WERE HOPING THIS WOULD HAPPEN AND IT DID! BEA VALENTINE HAS DONE IT! BEA VALENTINE IS GOING TO PAIN FOR PRIDE!

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, I don’t know what you think, but this was a very hellacious match between two competitors who wanted to win this World Championship match.

(Bea is back on her feet as Cornelius and the referee raise her arms in victory. Harper isn’t moving as Silas Mason is furious outside the ring before cutting to a replay of the end of the match.)

Deadprez: Before we go any further, you are seeing the end of the match right after both women went through the glass table on the replay. Both women crash and burn through that table. As you can see, at the very last possible second, Bea somehow moves just enough to just land on top of Harper enough to be considered a cover and that was what the referee saw and that ended up being the final pin of the match.

Gavin Kirkland: I don’t know about you, but no matter how beautiful Harper Lee is, this is the result that everybody wanted.

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, you might not like Harper and while both women are horrible fashion victims, you have to give her credit because she fought so hard and gave her all to go to Pain for Pride.

Deadprez: I will give her credit for that. Harper fought hard, but tonight was not her night. Tonight belongs to Bea and congratulations once again to B–

(The tone in the arena changes a little as somebody comes running down the ramp.)

Gavin Kirkland: OH COME ON!! Why are they here? The match is over!

Deadprez: IT’S DONOVAN DUKE! The Crazy Train is here as Donovan is sprinting down to the ring and he looks absolutely pissed.

(Donovan rushes past Silas and slides right into the ring and he stares…more like glares…at Bea.)

Sienna Swann: Sweetie, I don’t like that look in Donovan’s eyes. That’s not just simple anger that we’re used to seeing from Donovan. That looks like pure RAGE!!

(Bea sees the look and quickly realizes that Donovan might be ready to kill her as she and Cornelius get the hell out of the ring and head up the entrance ramp.)

Gavin Kirkland: That might have been the smartest thing for Bea to do as Donovan looks crazier than usual…especially since it involves Harper Lee.

(Donovan kneels down to Harper and the anger greatly tempers as he looks at her…but quickly returns when the referee tries to help and Donovan just screams at him. The referee leaves the ring and Donovan leans down to rest his forehead on hers.)

Sienna Swann: Awww. That’s sweet…in a weirdly deranged sort of way.

(Donovan picks up Harper and carries her over to the edge of the ring. Donovan slides out of the ring and gently lifts her up again and carries her up the entrance ramp.)

Gavin Kirkland: This match was the massacre we thought it was going to be and it got to the point where Harper has to be carried out of the arena. Harper is bloody, beaten, and unconscious.

Deadprez: Meanwhile, Donovan is enraged and ready to kill somebody. Either way, we offer our congratulations once again to Bea Valentine on the win.

(The final shot shows Donovan still carrying Harper up the ramp with a pissed off Silas walking behind them. Donovan kisses Harper’s forehead with the fury in his eyes returning as the camera shot fades elsewhere….)

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(The Grand Rampage feed returns to ringside, panning around the packed stadium with fans jumping on their feet, amped for more EAW action. From the audience, the camera slowly makes its way back towards the ring, meeting Bella Braxton with a microphone in hand, and an infectious smile on her face.)

Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is a NO DISQUALIFICATION GRUDGE MATCH!!! And it is set for…

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!

(Bella nods, as “Everybody Knows (Unstoppable)” by Royal Deluxe blasts loudly to a mixed reaction from the audience. Some meet the song with sympathy, others apathy. Adam Lucas walks out on stage with a somber & serious expression on his face. Without taking a second to look around or strike a pose, he marches down the ramp while pyro sets off behind him.)

Bella Braxton: The competitors… first, from New York, weighing in at 238 pounds… HE IS NEXT LEVEEEL… AADAAAAAMMM LUUCAASSSSSSSS!!!!

Rich Russillo: I think we can all agree right now… Adam Lucas is not someone you should mess with…

Persephone: Which ironically makes him the guy most messed with on this roster. He’s getting taunted from all sides, life itself is messing with him at this point and just when you think it can’t get worse… Adam Lucas is here to remind us there’s always lower depths to sink to.

Thadd Blazevich: You’re a rude dude, ‘Seph. But one thing is clear, Adam Lucas isn’t here to play games. He lost out on not just his World Championship and a window to compete for it at Pain For Pride… but his unborn baby. This goes beyond the professional realm and Adam Lucas is a deeply hurt man… one who already hardly controls his emotions. So, I’m not sure if that will work to his advantage, or to his detriment in this match.

Rich Russillo: This is obviously quite the deviation from Adam Lucas’ initially imagined journey. Months ago, he brought up the possibility that if he doesn’t regain the EAW World Championship from Drake Armstrong, his last opportunity to reach the illustrious Pain For Pride main event would come through the Grand Rampage match. Lo and behold, the Grand Rampage match awaits us tomorrow night… but Adam Lucas is not competing in it. That should tell you all you need to know about Adam’s current state of mind, because he’s not chasing gold. He’s chasing vengeance.

(Adam enters the ring and without a second thought simply retreats to the corner and crouches down, as his song inevitably fades…)

(To quickly be replaced by the tune of “Lowlife Princess” by BIBI. This time, the crowd isn’t divisive—it’s all boos and thumbs down from Nashville. Miku Sakai walks out on stage, and channels all the negative energy out while maintaining her own pompous energy.)

Bella Braxton: And… from Fukui, Japan, she weighs in at 110 pounds… THE ENEMY OF THE PEOPLE… MIKUUU SAKAAAII!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: Miku is a woman unhappy with a lot of things… one of those being the Lucas family stealing the spotlight because of their tragedy following the same event where Miku picked up a huge victory over Jon Kelton. So… she decided to take it upon herself and avenge that “injustice” by beating him bloody on the beach… and now… here we are.

Rich Russillo: Miku has vowed to “make things right” and defeat Adam tonight. On top of that, Miku believes Adam Lucas to be fake. She was flattered to receive respect from him a few months ago heading into the Extreme Elimination Chamber… but when it came down to it, Miku feels as if Adam cheated her out of a World Championship victory for his own selfish sake, thus throwing all respect out of the window.

Persephone: Does she ever hear herself, I wonder?

Thadd Blazevich: That… is a good question. Another thing worth pointing out is the massive size difference between these two. Adam is more than one foot taller than Miku, while weighing over double her weight! There’s a big size and strength disadvantage, and while upsets like these have happened in the past, I am curious to see what Miku’s gameplan looks like against the former World Champion.

(Miku climbs on the apron, posing and keeping a wide smile on her face — the type that could be seen through. She takes a look behind her, scouting the ring; inside, she notices the referee, but not Adam Lucas, who was just there earlier on. The smile on Miku’s face fades for a moment, but she begins thinking to herself Adam just ran from the action, scared of Miku as always.)

(She shrugs it off, looking back at the crowd, her smile returning. Miku poses, hoping for an electric reaction that she obviously doesn’t get knowing her relationship with the crowd, but she isn’t letting the frustration show—)

CLANK!!

Thadd Blazevich: OW!!

(Right as she turned to enter the ring, Miku catches a chair shot right to the head, sending her stumbling down, first on the apron and then on the ringside mat. Standing over her, inside the ring, is Adam Lucas, who, in the brief moment that Miku shrugged off, went digging under the ring for a weapon and found himself a steel chair.)

(Adam proceeds to leave the ring, steel chair still in hand, while Miku finds her footing early on, albeit holding onto her head as everything is shaking after that shot she took.)

(Lucas swings the chair again—but this time Miku ducks under. A kick to the leg sends him tripping a bit, but it’s hardly enough as he’s more than fresh at this moment. If anything, being annoyed by that ineffective—and lowkey cheap—kick, he swings the chair again!)

(Miku ducks under once more, with the awareness that she was right in front of the ring post, which the chair hits at full speed. It goes flying out of Adam Lucas’ hands as its shape breaks on the collision, and now Adam is left unarmed.)

(Sakai smirks at the opportunity, and doesn’t hesitate—she flies at Adam with a dropkick, sending him rolling backwards, and she follows it up with a penalty kick before he can even recover, leaving Adam down and out.)

(With this moment in hand, Miku Sakai climbs on the barricade, and poses with her arms spread—seeking adulation from the audience.)

Persephone: The hell is she doing?! This is embarrassing.

(Instead, she receives jeers. The bright smile on her face goes away as fans start flipping her off, and she doesn’t hesitate to do the same in response.)

Rich Russillo: Oh, look out, Miku!!

(Being given ample time to recover, Adam Lucas retaliates and drags Miku’s feet off the barricade, interrupting the middle finger contest going on between her and the crowd, and sending Miku jaw-first into the edge of the barricade. The fans give Adam a short cheer for bringing down Miku, but he doesn’t waste time acknowledging them, instead, grabbing Miku by the hair, and getting her in the ring.)

DING!! DING!! DING!!

(The opening bell rings as both competitors have only now entered the ring, and Adam Lucas right away grabs Miku’s head, sending it into his knuckle, multiple times over which leaves her dazed. He runs into the ropes, rebounding off of them and lands a big boot on Miku, sending her retreating into the corner.)

(Without a lick of hesitation, Adam keeps pushing the momentum as he runs at Miku for a clothesline, the force of that making Miku’s body bounce in between Adam and the corner. Before she can even fall to the mat, Lucas grabs the groggy Miku and places her on the top rope, and he meets her there.)

(Adam hits Miku with some forearms to keep her steady, before getting one arm over his shoulder. He propels her up…)

Rich Russillo: Bad predicament for Miku Sakai already—Adam Lucas has her up for a superplex, and if this lands I’m not sure if recovering will still be easy in this early stretch!

(Miku knows that, and must find a way out. She is flailing her legs in the air, opposing Adam and trying to throw off his balance…)

Persephone: I know Adam has a physical advantage here and likes to let it be known… but just drop her down already.

(Even if Adam wants to, he needs to be able to maintain balance to guarantee his own safety, and that’s impossible with Sakai struggling on his shoulders.)

Thadd Blazevich: HOLD ON! Miku manages to get herself down! And now both of them are on the top rope again! Adam is angry as he starts striking at Miku, but you have to wonder if it was maybe too early to attempt a move like this!

(Adam strikes and strikes, but he isn’t getting the damage he wants. Miku, seeing his frustration grow, laughs in his face, which only tilts Adam Lucas more.)

(Angered, he charges up a heavier strike—but that’s the opening Miku Sakai wanted.)

Rich Russillo: MIKU POKES ADAM IN THE EYE!!

(With Adam blinded, Miku slithers from underneath to escape and grabs Adam Lucas on her shoulders.)

Thadd Blazevich: AND A POWERBOMB SENDS ADAM FALLING BACK-FIRST!!

(Miku pushes Adam’s legs inwards, bridging over him as she goes for a prawn hold cover.)

ONE!!!!

TWOOOO!!!!

(Adam kicks out, launching Miku back. Seemingly not shocked by the kickout, Miku gets right back up and grabs Adam by the back of the head. She drags him up towards the ropes, and rakes his head on the top rope.)

(The referee goes towards them to force Miku to let go—but there are no rules in this match stopping her from doing so, and so there’s nothing he could really do to stop it.)

(Once Adam’s struggle seemed pleasant enough for Miku, she drags him toward the corner, and begins smashing his head into the top turnbuckle.)

Crowd: ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! FOUR!! FIVE!!

(But the former World Champion starts fighting back, using his strength advantage to keep his head in place.)

(In response, Miku throws elbows to Adam’s stomach and continues the assault.)

Crowd: SIX!! SEV—

(Before the seventh head smash could land, Adam gets his hands on the ropes and one leg over the bottom rope to keep himself in place. Miku gets frustrated, and eventually lets go—now Adam turns around, and nails Sakai with a big forearm, sending her staggering.)

(Lucas runs off the ropes…)

Rich Russillo: MIKU WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE PUSHES ADAM BACK!!

(Miku runs off the ropes…)

Thadd Blazevich: AND NOW IT’S ADAM WITH THE COUNTER!! A MASSIVE SPINEBUSTER LAYS SAKAI DOWN, BUT ADAM IS NOT GOING FOR THE COVER!!

Persephone: I think he has something else in mind… going for a weapon, perchance?

Rich Russillo: You may be right. Adam rolls under the ropes, and he’s looking under the ring.

(There’s a lot of things at Adam’s disposal, but eventually he picks up a toolbox.)

Persephone: A toolbox. Woo. That is super duper interesting.

(Adam raises the toolbox in front of the crowd. Some of them cheer, while others boo.)

Thadd Blazevich: OHH WATCH OUT!!

(He turns back around.)

Persephone: HAHA!! A SUICIDE DIVE FROM MIKU SAKAI INTERRUPTS THAT PITIFUL ADAM LUCAS CROWD-PANDERING MOMENT!!!!

(Adam Lucas is sent to collide with the barricade…)

(But…)

Thadd Blazevich: I… didn’t think a suicide dive would have a literal meaning… Adam’s down, but Miku isn’t getting back up either…?

(Catching that suicide dive attempt at the last second, Adam guarded himself with the toolbox. He was effectively pushed back into the barricade… but the toolbox collided with Miku Sakai’s head on the way down.)

(Both were down, and as Adam catches his breath, trying to find whatever hold he could of the barricade to help himself back up, Miku’s head rises…)

Rich Russillo: And there it is. This affair just got bloody…

Persephone: It better have. Were you paying attention to what these two were saying to one another?

(Blood pours on Sakai’s face, and anger begins engulfing her face.)

(But before she could even think about anything, Adam sees the advantage and begins pushing it, grabbing Miku by the back of her wardrobe, and forcefully sending her into the steel steps!)

(Miku is sent flying into and over the steel steps. The force of that surprises even Adam, but he doesn’t exactly have any mercy left to show.)

(Without letting her recover, he sends her ragdolling into the announcer’s desk!)

(Then right into the ring post, as Miku makes head-first contact!)

(Adam grabs her up again, and now sends her colliding with the barricade! Miku splatters over it, eventually finding herself on the other side of it.)

(He takes a look over the barricade, seeing Miku attempting to recover to her feet. He steps a couple of inches back, and runs forward…)

Rich Russillo: ADAM JUMPS OVER THE BARRICADE!! GENESIS!!!

DDIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNGGGGGG!!

Persephone: No you don’t! Miku just threw the ring bell into Adam Lucas while he was mid air!

(Hit by the bell, Adam Lucas’ flying Superman punch attempt sends him plummeting back on the ringside floor. Despite stopping his onslaught, Miku isn’t in a great condition herself, struggling to find her way back up after the moment of ingenuity.)

(Using the environment, Miku tries to get back up.)

(But Adam starts to show signs of life.)

(She looks to hop over the barricade, but the physical toll is starting to show itself. Adam notices his opponent’s struggle, and rushes back to his feet.)

(An overhead punch surprises Sakai, and now she tries to kick Adam away.)

(It’s not very effective. Adam is sent back a bit, but he comes right back. The two are trading blows as Miku tries to also establish any sort of position on top of the barricade, but Adam isn’t relenting.)

(She kicks him away again during the chaos, and that manages to catch Adam off guard, sending him back further. Again, he rushes back at Miku, but that’s all the time she needed.)

(Once Adam goes in, she swiftly wraps her legs around the neck of Adam Lucas, and pushes herself off the barricade for momentum.)

Thadd Blazevich: MIKU SAKAI TRIES TO TURN THE TIDES WITH AN INVENTIVE HEADSCISSORS!!!

Rich Russillo: AND IT SENDS ADAM LUCAS FACE FIRST INTO THE RING POST!! THE MOVE CONNECTED, AND THEN SOME!!

(Adam collapses to the ground, and Miku finally has an opening. Without hesitation, she goes for the ringside floor, exposing the pure concrete beneath it.)

(She points to it, and screams at Adam Lucas.)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) THIS WILL BE YOUR RESTING PLACE, MOTHERFUCKER!!

(Adam remains out of it, and Miku grabs him by the neck, dragging him towards the concrete. She locks his head underneath her arm, and runs towards the barricade for momentum.)

Rich Russillo: TORNADO DDT PLANTS ADAM HEAD-FIRST INTO THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!! THIS CAN’T BE GOOD!

Thadd Blazevich: It’s… not. But Miku seems to have gotten her get-back! Blood is quickly covering Adam Lucas!!

(Miku laughs, brushing off the landing she herself had to take on her back. As fast as she can, she tries to pick up the deadweight of Adam Lucas, and throws him in the ring.)

(She rolls in, and hooks the leg.)

ONEEE!!!

TTTWWWOOOOO!!!

THRREEEEEE—

(But Adam Lucas finds it in him to kick out.)

(Now Miku is starting to feel annoyed, but she knows this isn’t the end of the world.)

(She goes back to ringside, picking up the toolbox from earlier that surprisingly did not open from the impact. Sliding it in the ring, she doesn’t turn her attention to the ring yet. She begins looking under the ring, seemingly unhappy with any of the weapons she has to choose from.)

(Eventually, Miku shrugs and picks up a baseball bat with barbed wire wrapped all around it.)

(Finally in the ring, she notices Adam trying to recover—)

Thadd Blazevich: Uh oh—

Rich Russillo: BARBED WIRE TO THE BACK OF ADAM LUCAS!!

(Miku swung the baseball bat at Adam’s back, sending him down instantly.)

(She rotates the handle of the baseball bat around her small fingers, giving Adam time to breathe so it sends him into a false sense of security…. before…)

(She swings again!)

(And again!)

(Adam’s back starts to show scars, as spontaneous bits of blood pour down on it.)

(But, looking to add insult to injury, Miku isn’t done yet.)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) Hmmm…. How about a massage?!

Thadd Blazevich: A massage??

(Sakai slowly rubs the baseball bat—and especially the barbed wire—across Adam’s back.)

(It stings, but enough pain to tolerate.)

(Until… she starts picking up the pace, now raking Adam’s back!)

(Now, Adam can’t just take it, and the pain is fully visible just on his face.)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) Awww, does it hurt?

(She stops, and gets in Adam’s face as he attempts to make it back to one knee…)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) TELL ME, DOES IT—

(Adam spits in Miku’s face.)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) How dare you—

(She reciprocates, spitting in his face.)

(But despite everything going on in his head, Adam just chuckles.)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) What’s so funny??

(A forceful slap meets Adam’s face, temporarily taking him out of it…)

(And Miku jumps to her feet and properly knocks him out with a dropkick, both boots meeting Adam’s face…)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) Stupid idiot. Let’s see if you’ll still be laughing after this…

(Miku rolls out of the ring again.)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) Ohhh, I have something perfect for your condition, Adam!!

(She yells at Adam, not even knowing if he can still even process anything at this point, while digging under the ring.)

(This time, it doesn’t take long at all. She picks up a small bucket and flaunts it to the crowd.)

Rich Russillo: Ah, what now?

(A camera angle manages to pick up what’s inside of the bucket.)

(Shards of glass. Ice cubes of various sizes. Salt.)

Persephone: Some literal salt to the wound. It looks like Miku got creative for this occasion. I am, for once, impressed!

(She slides in the ring, bucket in hand. Miku kicks at Adam on the ground, properly adjusting him so his back faces upwards…)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) You know, I think I could make a good doctor. I think I could be better than your whore of a wife! Let me prove it to you!

(Now, with both hands, she raises the bucket in the sky…)

(Before turning it upside down, letting everything drop.

(Shards of glass, the ice cubes, and the salted water enter the scars on Adam’s back, waking him right back up.)

Adam Lucas: (off-mic) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: I DON’T THINK THIS IS HELPING!! THE SCARS ON ADAM’S BACK ARE STARTING TO BURN!! BRO’S SCREAMING IN AGONY!!!

Persephone: Miku may be annoying, but she’s creative, this is unique! Thank you Miku!

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) LET ME HEAL YOU, ADAM!!!

(Miku takes one boot and rubs it across his back, sending everything deeper into those scars.)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) DON’T SCREAM!! IT’S JUST LIKE A BEE STING!!!

(She continues, harsher and harsher, until eventually Adam pushes her away as a last resort.)

(Miku falls on her bottom, and this only annoys her.)

Rich Russillo: Miku gets back at her feet— running at Adam—OH!!

Persephone: CONCUSSION PROTOCOL!! THE “WHORE WIFE’S” MOVE!

Thadd Blazevich: BUT ADAM SOMEHOW MANAGES TO EVADE!! MIKU TRIPS OVER, SURPRISED BY THE COUNTER!! AND ADAM HAS TO MAKE SOMETHING HAPPEN!!!

(Adam takes an empty bite.)

Rich Russillo: HE KNOWS THAT MUCH, AND HE DOES!! HE QUICKLY FIGHTS THROUGH THE PAIN, AND A FULL-FORCE HEADBUTT SENDS MIKU FALLING ON ALL FOURS!!

(Adam Lucas sees the toolbox Miku left in the ring, and places it under her head.)

(He runs towards the ropes…)

Rich Russillo: CONCUSSION PROTOCOL!!!!! ADAM LUCAS WITH THE CURB STOMP SENDS MIKU’S HEAD RIGHT INTO THE TOOLBOX!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: SHOWING MIKU HOW IT’S DONE!!! THE COVER!!!

OOONNEEEEEE!!!!!

TWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

THHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: A LOW BLOW BREAKS UP THE PINFALL!!!!!

Persephone: Well… I guess there goes his second chance at making kids…

(Adam Lucas rolls off the pinfall, completely out of it after Miku went low.)

(But Miku isn’t in a great condition either… the curb stomp landed damn well.)

(She slowly rolls out onto the apron, helping herself into a seated position using the ropes. She takes a second to catch her breath, and sees that Adam Lucas is starting to regain consciousness as well.)

(Miku has to act quickly… but with what energy?)

(No point thinking about it. Miku just does whatever comes to mind first… as she grabs one of Adam’s arms, patiently having to drag him towards the apron.)

(Now that Adam’s head is peeking out… Miku stalks her prey at ringside, creating some distance…)

Rich Russillo: RUNNING KNEE STRIKE CONNECTS WITH ADAM LUCAS’ DOME!!

(Miku collapses… while Adam’s body slowly splatters to ringside.)

(She starts breathing heavily… without any energy left. She crawls on the ringside mat, trying to find anything to help her get back up. She desperately grabs the ring covers, although they don’t help much with the way they’ve moving around.)

(Nevertheless, the cover exposed something under the ring. Miku starts to smile.)

(She drags a long chain from under the ring. Miku starts licking the blood on her face away, while slowly climbing to her feet…)

(Adam, attempting to get back up as well, begins to scan the area for Miku.)

(The kneeling Lucas can’t see her, and it doesn’t help that nausea is really starting to set in.)

(Meanwhile, all Miku notices is that Adam is trying to find his footing again, so she makes a run towards Adam Lucas!)

(Giving him no more time to recover, she drives by him, connecting with a chain-filled punch to his mouth. Adam is quickly sent back to the ground, but Miku grabs him by the head.)

(She “whispers” in his ear…)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) ANY FINAL WORDS!?

(Silence comes out of Adam Lucas’ mouth.)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) Aw, shucks!

(Miku makes a mocking crying face, before laying the back of his head on her leg, and using her two hands, she puts that chain to use…)

(She wraps one end of the chain around his neck, before wrapping it back around.)

(A small, yet loud gulp is heard, as Miku seemingly ties that chain in a knot… across the neck of Adam Lucas.)

(With the other end of the chain in her hand, Miku rolls back in the ring.)

Rich Russillo: What the hell is she planning…

(Miku gets her end of the chain over the top rope…)

Thadd Blazevich: Oh no…

(A devious smile takes over her. She starts dragging the chain back… and Adam’s head slowly comes up.)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) Okay, time to put you out of your misery!!

Thadd Blazevich: AAAAHHHH!!!!

(Miku, using all her force, or whatever’s left of it, pulls on the chain…)

(A collective gasp echoes throughout the venue…)

(As Adam Lucas’ head snaps up in a flash…)

(Suspended over the ring like a hangman, Adam Lucas is left dangling to death.)

Thadd Blazevich: MIKU SAKAI IS LEGIT HANGING ADAM LUCAS!!!

Persephone: I’M SURE THAT WOKE UP EVERYTHING IN ADAM!! HE’S THROWING HIS HANDS IN THE AIR LIKE A HELPLESS CUNT, BUT HE’S QUICKLY LOSING AIR HERE!!!!

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) DIE MOTHERFUCKER!! DDIIEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

(Miku’s screams echo throughout the stadium as the audience is silenced by disbelief.)

(Adam’s body quickly turns purple. His eyes bulge out, looking like they are about to explode out of his face.)

(He struggles, he panics, but that only makes things worse.)

(His only options are tapping out… or choking to death.)

Persephone: Adam Lucas is really looking like he’s about to join his kid in heaven very soon!

(But really, if he taps, would Miku even let go?)

Thadd Blazevich: Bro, we got strict sponsors! Let’s not start talking like this!

(With one last-ditch effort, Adam Lucas tries to focus on finding a way out, even as his vision worsens and his brain feels like it’s about to implode.)

(After all, if he’s left to the mercy of Miku Sakai regardless, then he may as well try.)

Persephone: A person is literally being hanged right now, Thadd—

Rich Russillo: KEEP THAT THOUGHT!! ADAM LUCAS JUST GOT A HOLD OF THE CHAIN EVEN WHILE HE’S HANGING!

(Adam pushes the chain downwards…)

(It stops Miku, but only barely, and she starts pulling on that chain even harder. Though… she is struggling to keep her grip on that chain.)

(Miku does start to worry, as her hands begin to feel slippery.)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) STOP FIGHTING! JUST FUCKING DIE!! PLEASE!!

(Adam closes his eyes…)

(…)

(…bracing himself for impact.)

(He tugs down on the chain with all the strength he has left.)

THUUUDDD!!!

(Adam collapses to the mat.)

(As the chain slips out of Miku’s hands.)

(Adam coughs and gasps a storm on the outside, but he is free… and Miku Sakai can’t believe it.)

(She quickly runs to the outside, trying to grab that chain again.)

(Miku isn’t letting this happen. She’ll hang Adam again if he wants to be stubborn.)

(She crouches down, across the same corner of the ring from Adam Lucas, only separated by the ring post. She picks up the chain…)

THUD!!!

Rich Russillo: ADAM PULLED ON THE CHAIN, AND MIKU IS SENT RAMMING FACE FIRST INTO THE RING POST!!

(Miku cannot believe the nerve of this dead man.)

THUD!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: PAYBACK!! MIKU SENT ADAM INTO THE RINGPOST!!!

(After a moment, another thud is heard, as now Miku goes into the post.)

(Then, another, this time Adam runs into the ringpost.)

(Adam pulls on the chain… Miku pulls on the chain…)

(Despite all these hits and their dizziness, they aren’t giving up until the other is down.)

(When Miku gets the better of the exchange, Adam comes back and pays her right back.)

(Thud after thud… until…)

CRAACCCK!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: MIKU GOES INTO THE RINGPOST AGAIN… AND THE LED ON THE RINGPOST JUST CRACKED OPEN, AND SHARDS ARE GOING RIGHT INTO SAKAI’S FACE!!

(Miku collapses to the ground.)

(Adam falls back on his bottom, finally able to get a moment to recover.)

(First things first, he unties the chain around his neck.)

(He softly taps on his neck… and he feels chain marks left on it. Adam just shakes his head, at the very least relieved he can take a deep breath.)

(Then… he sees Miku lying on the ground…)

Adam Lucas: (off-mic) Enough of this shit.

(He frowns, and makes a beeline for Miku.)

(Adam grabs her frail body up with ease. Adrenaline has taken over.)

(Seeing red, he throws her stomach first into the announce table!)

Thadd Blazevich: We… might wanna clear out…

(But before Miku can even collapse back to the ground, Adam throws her into the air…)

Rich Russillo: LEVEL UPPP RIGHT THROUGH OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!!!

(The announcer’s table shatters with Miku Sakai’s body.)

(Adam breathes heavy, out of control.)

Adam Lucas: (off-mic) I’m not done with you.

(Without even giving her time to feel the pain… Adam grabs Miku by the head, dragging her to the concrete flooring she exposed earlier in the match.)

Thadd Blazevich: Oh god…

Rich Russillo: Well… Adam’s head spiked on this concrete earlier on… an eye for an eye…?

Thadd Blazevich: That seems to be the case… Adam has Miku up for a piledriver… :lupe:

THUMP!!

Rich Russillo: IT CONNECTS.

Persephone: Oof, Miku’s skull must have gotten crushed by that. Let’s all pretend we feel sorry for her!

(Miku seems completely lifeless. Adam’s stare turns cold, and it remains that way as he slowly carries her carcass into the ring.)

(Then, he goes for the cover, not even hooking the leg.)

Referee: OOOONNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Referee: TTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Referee: TTTTHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

(…)

Rich Russilo: THAT’S THE THREE COUNT!!! IT’S OVER!!!

(…)

Persephone: Finally!

(…)

Referee: # WAIT!!

Persephone: Oh my fucking days…

(Although the three count was made… instead of calling for the bell to ring… the referee is pointing at Miku’s leg.)

(It was noticeably under the bottom rope.)

(Despite this being a no DQ match, falls still only count when the body is fully inside the ring. A rope break may have possibly passed… but almost half of Miku’s leg was under the rope.)

Rich Russillo: MIKU’S LEG WAS UNDER THE ROPE!! THE REFEREE DECIDES THIS MATCH WILL CONTINUE!!!

(Adam had laid off Miku… expecting the bell to ring and his song to hit… but that moment never came.)

(He rushes to the referee.)

Adam Lucas: (off-mic) WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!

Referee: (off-mic) Her– Her leg was under the rope!

(Adam grabs the referee by the collar and shoves them into the corner turnbuckle.)

Adam Lucas: (off-mic) ARE YOU PLAYING WITH ME?? RING THE FUCKING BELL!!

Referee: (off-mic) Calm down! I can’t do that!!

Adam Lucas: (off-mic) UGH!!!

(He reluctantly lets go of the referee as they plummet into the corner. He takes a look at Miku, who hasn’t moved an inch since he tossed her back in the ring… and her leg was, indeed, under the rope.)

(Adam let anger overcome him… and he made a colossal oversight because of it.)

(But… that doesn’t help him. Knowing Miku Sakai got lucky was bad enough, but for her to survive after everything she has put him through… it only sets him off further.)

(Adam can’t help it.)

(He glances at Sakai, who is only now beginning to move some muscles…)

Adam Lucas: (off-mic) How about you go join your sister?!

(He shouted… and Miku heard it… her teeth gritting behind a mouth that can hardly open anymore.)

(Adam shoves Miku up in the air just by the fabric of her clothing…)

(And she lands right on his shoulders…)

Rich Russillo: I think we know what this means…

Thadd Blazevich: Adam is trying to do exactly what he did to Kiko, Miku’s sister, on Voltage last week!!

(He runs towards the ropes…)

Rich Russillo: # LEVEL UP!!

(And throws Miku over, as far as his force could muster…)

Thadd Blazevich: # NO!!

Thadd Blazevich: MIKU KEEPS HER LEG STUCK AROUND ADAM FOR SOME SORT OF HURRICANRANA!!! THEY’RE BOTH SENT PLUMMETING TO THE OUTSIDE!! HOW DID MIKU STILL HAVE THIS IN HER?!?!

Persephone: I dunno, maybe she was doing this thing called playing possum?

(The two ragdoll over the top rope and to the outside. From there, both of them try and gain some footing to go at each other…)

(Adam runs at Miku for a lariat—)

(But she ducks under.)

(Miku goes for a quick punch, but Adam parries it.)

(Adam shoves Miku into the apron, then goes for another lariat…)

(But she ducks under again.)

( # SMACK!!! )

(The barbed wire baseball bat surprises Adam with a hit to the stomach, Miku having just picked it up in a split second as it hung near the edge of the ring where they plummeted.)

(The hit sends Adam falling, his body only leaning by the steel steps nearby.)

(Then, seeing the weapon she has in her hand… she gets an idea.)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) Hey Adam, were you ever curious how that bitch felt??

( # SMACK!!!! )

(Miku smashes the baseball bat into Adam Lucas’ stomach — mirroring the strikes Dr. Bethany Blue was hit with by Kai Rabeaux, albeit that bat had glass shards attached to it, not barbed wire, but that doesn’t matter to Miku.)

( # SMACK!!! )

( # SMACK!!!! )

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) SEE!!!! IT DOESN’T HURT THAT BADLY!!! SO LET’S STOP FUCKING WHINING BECAUSE THE WORLD DOES NOOOOTTT REVOLVE AROUND YOUUU!!!!

( # SMACK!!! )

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) FUCK YOU— OW!!

(Still winching in pain and holding tight onto his stomach, Adam Lucas kicks Miku in the gut, catching her by surprise and sending her to the ground. Miku does not take that kindly, though…)

Thadd Blazevich: THE MUSTACHE RIDE!! MIKU LANDS A BRONCO BUSTER AND ADAM’S HEAD BOUNCES OFF THE STEEL STEPS!!!

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) WHAT?! MY JOKES ABOUT YOUR STUPID DEAD BABY MAKE YOU MAD?!?! WOOOMPP WOOOOMMPP!!! SUCK IT UP, I’M NOT DONE YET!!

(Miku digs in her pockets… and takes something out…)

Persephone: Is that a fucking pregnancy test?! :mjlol2:

(She fidgets with the pregnancy test in Adam’s face…)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) I THINK YOU NEED PISS OR SOMETHING FOR THIS… BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?! YOU LOOK LIKE PISS AND YOU SMELL LIKE IT, SO THIS WILL DO!!

(She nails Adam in the head with a punch, and then rubs the pregnancy test across his face and hair, taking up sweat and blood from Adam.)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) Let’s see…

(Miku parts her lips in an “O” shape and widens her eyes.)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) OH LOOK!!! IT SAYS YOUR KID IS DEAD!!! 🤣🤣🤣

(He endured all of the punishment he had faced thus far, and the mockery he faced as an individual wasn’t enough to get to him. However, Miku Sakai was crossing the line, and pushing the few buttons she knew would bring the worst out of him. Adam starts shaking uncontrollably, his face as red as the blood on it…)

Adam Lucas: (off-mic) ENOUGH!!!!

(Adam rushes towards Miku, itching to get his bloody hands on her—)

Rich Russillo: LOW BLOW!!! MIKU BAITS ADAM INTO HER TRAP, AND KICKS ADAM BELOW THE BELT!!

(Then, she crouches next to Adam, red in her eyes, pregnancy test in hand…)

Thadd Blazevich: AND NOW SHE’S FORCING THAT PREGNANCY TEST DOWN HIS THROAT!!! SHE’S GOT HIM BY THE NECK WITH THE OTHER HAND!!

(Miku tries to choke Adam Lucas out… but she can’t help but rant while doing so…)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) Here’s the thing, Adam. I’ve had enough of this. I’ve had enough of YOU. You can’t be mad! You can’t be given pity!! No, you big, ugly, idiot!!! NO ONE CARES WHEN I’M MAD!! NO ONE CARES WHEN I’M FUCKED OVER!!! THEY CARE ABOUT YOU!! AND YOUR STUPID SHIT!! AND YOUR UGLY WIFE!! AND YOUR DEAD INFANT!!! FUCK YOU!! I HAD ENOUGH!!

(Adam’s eyes start to close…)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) Oh, you are NOT giving up on me now!!!

(Miku throws the pregnancy test away, and lets go of the choke. Adam coughs uncontrollably, and Miku starts erratically looking under the ring, and whatever she can throw her hands on, she slides into the center of the ring.)

(Chairs. Light tubes. Barbed wire. Explosive mines. Glass bottles. Thumbtacks. You name them.)

(Once she feels like it’s enough, she grabs Adam up to his feet.)

(Slowly, she drags him by the arm up onto the apron.)

(Then, she picks him up on her shoulder, and positions him on the top turnbuckle.)

(Miku climbs next to him.)

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) 🖕🖕

(She hits him with a dozen or so slaps, the strongest she could throw…)

Crowd: :lupe: :lupe: :lupe: :lupe:

Miku Sakai: (off-mic) You’re done for.

Thadd Blazevich: # MIKU SAKAI JUMPS ON ADAM LUCAS’ SHOULDERS!!! AVALANCHE HURRICANRANA INTO THAT CLUSTERFUCK OF WEAPONS!!!!!!!!

( # CRACK!!! CLANK!!!!! BOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!! )

(…)

Rich Russillo: # ADAM LUCAS WITH THE WHEREWITHAL TURNS IT AROUND INTO A LEVEL UP FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MIKU IS SENT IN THAT POOL OF HER OWN WEAPONS!!!! ADAM COLLAPSES NEAR THE EDGE OF THE RING, AWAY FROM THE DANGER!!!!

Perspehone: Holy fuck…

Thadd Blazevich: HE CRAWLS TO THE COVER!!!

(Albeit at the pace of a snail, Adam makes it to Miku, and just throws his body on top of her.)

Referee: OOONNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Referee: TWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

Referee: TTTHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(…)

DING!! DING!! DING!!!!

(“Everybody Knows (Unstoppable)” by Royal Deluxe blares inside GEODIS Park. Adam slowly crawls off of Miku, and the referee tries to assist him in getting back up to his feet after that war.)

Bella Braxton: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH…. ADAM LUCAS!!!!!!

Thadd Blazevich: I mean holy crap… that was brutal, it was personal, and it was scary.

Rich Russillo: A last-second reversal… and it completely turns the tide around. Adam Lucas is showing once more why, despite being out of the title picture, he IS a two-time World Champion.

Persephone: And now I’m just left wondering… how will Kai survive if Miku failed to put him down?? That manchild is in for the beating of his LIFE if this is what it took to take Miku down. :mjlol2:

(Eventually, Adam finds his way back to his feet. The referee raises his hand, but Adam doesn’t care about celebrating, instead, opting to just rush out of the ring…)

(But as he is about to leave… he stops.)

(He looks back at Miku.)

Rich Russillo: Oh?

(And he spits at her.)

Adam Lucas: (off-mic) 🖕

Persephone: I guess we got some squirters tonight.

Rich Russillo: :ayo:

(After showing the unconscious Miku Sakai the middle finger, Adam makes his exit. He managed to pick up the victory, but he was still a broken man. He still despises Miku Sakai, he still has yet to get his hands on Kai Rabeaux, and as soon as he heads to the back, he’ll still have to deal with the fact that his life is in shambles. As hard fought of a victory as it was, there was no part of him that had any desire to celebrate.)

(The camera follows him rushing down the ramp…)

(And the look on his face tells only one thing:)

(Vengeance.)

A commercial airs for Starbucks featuring Kassidy Heart. Her drink of choice after 11 hours of sleep is a Trenta Vanilla sweet cream cold brew with 3 pumps of vanilla, 3 pumps of brown sugar, 3 pumps of white mocha, brown sugar cold foam, a shot of expresso, and extra ice. Head to Starbucks today!

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Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

(‘When Darkness Falls’ by Killswitch Engage began blaring through the speakers to tremendous boos as Drake King emerged from behind the stage curtains with a haughty expression plastered across his face. He spreads his arms out wide upon the center of the stage before making his way down the ramp towards the squared circle with eyes full of determination.)

Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Heaven’s Gate, weighing in at 220 pounds… he is THE MESSIAH, DRAAAAAAAAAAKE! KIIIIIIIIIIIING!

Stew-O: They say history is a circle and there’s no better proof than the saga of Drake King and Cy Henderson, two of the most decorated wrestlers in the history of the professional wrestling industry going at it once more!

Flannery McCoy: The history these two have with each other has been just about nothing but hostile, so both of them winning the Iron Survivor Challenge match was bound to spark up that rivalry yet again!

Jake Mercer: Drake has made it perfectly clear that he thinks Cy represents the rot of this industry and he’s looking to excise it in this match tonight!

(POV by Clipse ft Tyler the Creator began playing to a huge mixed reaction as Cy Henderson slowly made his way out onto the center of the stage with a solemn expression on his face; he stared daggers down the ramp at Drake, who returned the glare. With a nod of acknowledgement to the crowd, Cy marched down the ramp towards the imminent war.)

Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT! Hailing from New York City, New York, weighing in at 240 pounds… he is THE FORCE OF NATURE, CYYYYYYYYY! HEEEEEEEENDERSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!

Stew-O: Cy hasn’t been shy about voicing his own frustrations with Drake King, either!

Flannery McCoy: As upset as Drake is about how Iron Survivor turned out, Cy Henderson has cut straight to the point and called Drake a parasite that needs to be taken out!

Jake Mercer: These two are absolutely fed up with each other to the point where this has gone from competition to an ideological war, and neither one of them is going to let the other one go free until they get the win! Only one of them CAN get the win, though, and it’s time to find out who that’s going to be!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Stew-O: And the match is underway! Drake King versus Cy Henderson with shades of the main event of Pain for Pride from last year!

Flannery McCoy: To be honest, even without any gold on the line, this match feels like a main event in its own right! There’s no love lost between these two legends, and with the title shots they both have in their back pockets, we could be looking at one of the men that will soon emerge as a new world champion!

Jake Mercer: Drake King has been adamant about wanting to save the professional wrestling industry, and as far as he’s concerned, there’s no better way to push forward on that goal than taking out the likes of Cy Henderson who Drake has lambasted over and over again for being a relic that is tainting the industry!

Stew-O: Both wrestlers burst out of their respective corners and rush into the center of the ring, and the match immediately kicks off with fiery violence as these two just start venting their frustrations with a flurry of strikes! Punches and forearms flying left and right… no wrestling to be seen, just a total beatdown!

Flannery McCoy: But Cy ends up blocking one of Drake’s strikes and yanking him in for an actual lockup, where he’s able to use his superior strength to force Drake back step after step until he’s driven back into the ropes! Cy is pushing Drake against the ropes like he’s trying to snap him in half, but the referee rushes in to call for a rope break!

Jake Mercer: Cy does break things off, but he immediately fires off another punch for good measure just as he releases the lockup! That only seems to infuriate Drake even more as he fires off a HEAVY slap that manages to make Cy take two steps back as he holds his cheek!

Stew-O: And now we see Drake mouthing off to Cy Henderson, preaching at him in the middle of the match with more of that Messianic routine, telling him that he needs to get out of the industry for EAW to be able to progress into the future!

Flannery McCoy: But Cy doesn’t seem to be in the mood for any of Drake’s sermons after getting hit with that disrespectful slap! Cy fires off another forearm to clock Drake in the jaw before grabbing his wrist and executing an Irish whip that sends him running into the ropes on the opposite side of the ring!

Jake Mercer: Drake rushes back at Cy, but even as he’s about to try to fire off a move of his own, he didn’t expect Cy to rush right towards him! Drake King gets dropped with a HUGE shoulder block that sends him crashing down into the canvas! Drake scrambles back up and looks to answer with a forearm, but he gets hit with yet another shoulder block!

Stew-O: That shoulder block hits hard enough that Drake gets forced into a backroll that ironically helps him scramble back up! Drake does seem to be a bit rocked after that, though, because even after he gets back to his feet he ends up staggering back until his back gets right up against the padded turnbuckles at the corner of the ring!

Flannery McCoy: Cy Henderson starts to rush in towards Drake, looking to possibly knock him out with a huge elbow smash, but Drake snaps out of it just in time to lurch forward and connect first with a high knee that sends the legendary Cy Henderson into a daze! Cy isn’t knocked down, though, and Drake narrows his eyes before lunging forward and– AH, that did the trick! A huge lariat from the Messiah manages to get Cy off his feet and send him crashing down!

Jake Mercer: Cyclone is feeling that one as he clutches at his jaw in pain, but it’ll take a lot more than that to take the Force of Nature down for good! He rolls over onto his arms and knees as he tries to get up– OH, DRAKE KING GOES IN FOR THE JUDGEMENT DAY THIS EARLY IN THE MATCH!

Stew-O: But Cy Henderson had that scouted perfectly as he executes a side roll, not only getting to a kneeling position but getting out of the way before Drake manages to hit that devastating stomp! From that kneeling position, Cy is able to get back to a standing position! Drake King rushes forward, trying to take him out with yet another lariat!

Flannery McCoy: But this time, Cy Henderson doesn’t allow it to hit! He ducks down, causing Drake to hit nothing but open air with that lariat, and that causes Drake to lose his balance! Perfect opportunity for Cy Henderson to capitalize as he rises back up and hoists Drake as he does, lifting him high up into the air before PLANTING him onto the canvas with a massive spinebuster! That one landed with AUTHORITY!

Jake Mercer: And after that connected, Cy Henderson rolls Drake over and wraps an arm around his head, compressing his head with a tight side headlock! If you know anything about Drake, it’s that his agility and versatility is his greatest weapon; Cy is looking to counter that right here with something so simple! That’s the veteran expertise we’ve come to expect from someone with as much experience in the professional wrestling industry as THE legendary Cyclone!

Stew-O: Wearing down Drake’s head to prepare him for the Rising Tide, slowing Drake down by using his strength to keep the Messiah locked down with a hold, he’s looking to bring Drake under his control and make the match proceed at his pace! Drake has gotten out of worse, though, and he’s trying to do exactly that as he starts to push himself up, forcing Cy to adjust in order to keep the hold locked in while Drake struggles to get to a kneeling position!

Flannery McCoy: He does get into position, though, and manages to push back up to a standing position at that! Cy Henderson tries to switch things up by shifting to a wrist lock, but Drake blocks it before forcing Cy into the ropes and causing him to rebound! Cy does exactly that, but Drake catches him and yanks him back right into a ripcord knee that causes Cy to double over!

Jake Mercer: Drake does some quick spatial measurements in his head before jumping over Cy and reaching back, yanking him back and dropping him with a jumping neckbreaker that brings the legend crashing back down into the canvas! Great burst of offense by the Messiah here as he evens things up against the dominant Cy Henderson!

Stew-O: The question is, will he be able to keep it up? Drake is trying to speed things up, because the last thing he’s going to want here is a prolonged war with someone as powerful as Cy! Quick and painful bursts of offense is the key to victory for someone like Drake!

Flannery McCoy: Cy is looking REALLY dazed after that jumping neckbreaker, and it looks like Drake wants to test out how well that hit because he quickly rushes in for the cover, hooking the leg! The referee slides in to count the pin! Does Drake have it right here?!

ONEEEEEEEEE-

Jake Mercer: But Cy Henderson kicks out at one and a half! Not even close to victory just yet, but the Messiah surprisingly doesn’t seem too frustrated just yet; I don’t think he was really expecting Cy to be down and out with a neckbreaker.

Stew-O: He doesn’t let up on the offense, though! Any respite that is afforded to Cy is just decreasing Drake’s chances of victory, and despite all the delusion, I think that Drake knows that very well! He quickly yanks Cy back up to a standing position before delivering a sharp roundhouse kick right to the ribs, followed by another forearm smash to the side of Cy Henderson’s head!

Flannery McCoy: Quick strikes piling on top of each other keeps wearing down the Force of Nature! Now a single leg dropkick to the right knee of Cy Henderson forces the legend to drop to a kneeling position with Drake going after Cy’s base!

Jake Mercer: Smart strategy from Drake; with Cy Henderson’s ultimate moves, the Rising Tide and the Celestial Tide, relying on hoisting up his opponent, trying to wear down Cy’s legs may pay off later in the match if he’s able to execute enough damage to them!

Stew-O: Drake looks to apply a front face lock to Cy in that kneeling position, possibly thinking of going for a DDT to the kneeling legend, but Cy answers back real quick with a shove back! Drake staggers back before rushing right in, but Cy manages to connect with a big boot that nearly turns Drake inside out!

Flannery McCoy: That big boot causes Drake to go rolling, and the Messiah tries to go with the flow as he rolls towards the ropes before grabbing on to them for leverage in order to get back to his feet with more ease… but Cy Henderson is fighting back with the utmost ferocity now!

Jake Mercer: Before Drake can even get situated back on his feet, the Force of Nature lunges towards him from behind and latches on with a rear waist lock that he uses to yank Drake away from the ropes like weighs the same as a feather! Drake flails around, but before he’s able to do anything about it, Cy Henderson LAUNCHES the Messiah back with a German suplex!

Stew-O: But it wasn’t a release German suplex, though! Cy Henderson actually ends up bridging it, causing the referee to quickly slide in to keep an eye on the shoulder as he counts the pin!

ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-

Flannery McCoy: Tit for tat, Drake King shows he’s still got a LOT left in the tank as he kicks out of the attempted bridging German suplex pin at one! But look at that, Cy Henderson doesn’t even let go of the waist lock even after the kick out! It looks like he was just testing the waters like Drake was before, but unlike Drake, he transitions immediately into the next burst of offense without even losing physical contact!

Jake Mercer: More of that classic Cyclone ruthlessness on display as he rolls through with the waist lock still cinched in, forcing Drake back up to a standing position before he snaps him over with another German suplex… not bridging that one, but still keeping the waist lock cinched in as he rises up with Drake still trapped for a third time!

Stew-O: ONE MORE GERMAN SUPLEX, AND THIS ONE WAS A TRUE RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX! The true power of the ferocious Cy Henderson on full display here as he sends the Messiah FLYING across the length of the ring, crashing with a harrowing thud as he lands near the corner on the other side of the ring!

Flannery McCoy: This match was pretty back and forth earlier on, but Cy Henderson is showing why he is known and feared for being a dominant Force of Nature in the ring as he suddenly and brutally takes the reins of control in this match at the expense of Drake King’s physical health!

Jake Mercer: Drake is arching his back in TREMENDOUS pain as he starts crawling over towards the ropes, once again using them to pull himself up as Cy takes a moment to catch his breath after exerting so much force in such a short amount of time! Ultimately, though, Cy is able to get back in the game quickly enough and he sees Drake in a vulnerable position like a shark smelling blood in the water!

Stew-O: You don’t need to ask him twice! Cy Henderson sprints across the ring, looking to capitalize by crashing into Drake at full force the moment Drake gets back up to a standing position in the corner– BUT NO, DRAKE MANAGES TO STEP OUT OF THE WAY JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME!

Flannery McCoy: Cy Henderson crashes into the turnbuckles at FULL force, and this is a situation where Cy’s own power turns out to be a liability because he hit that corner harder than anyone else in the roster could have! The Force of Nature is absolutely rocked as a result of his own display of force, giving Drake a much needed moment of respite to recover after getting hit with three massive German suplexes in a row!

Jake Mercer: One good thing about Drake King is that he’s as resilient as they come, to the point where his enemies even call him a cockroach! It’s supposed to be an insult, but Drake is showing why his longevity is as vaunted as it is as he gets a jolt of life back in him before lurching forward and connecting with a HUGE superkick right to the side of Cy Henderson’s head!

Stew-O: Cy gets rocked even more by that, but since he was by the corner, he manages to stay on his feet by grabbing onto the top rope for balance! He’s definitely not in good condition right now, though, and that’s just what Drake King must be banking on as he leaps onto the middle rope on the adjacent side of the ring before springboarding off of it in order to connect with a springboard knee right to the edge of Cy’s head!

Flannery McCoy: And Drake is TRIPLING down on this flurry of offense as he connects with the same EXACT spot on Cy’s head, this time with an enziguiri that forces even the Force of Nature to drop to a knee in pain!

Jake Mercer: Drake King’s eyes widen as Cy releases his hold on the ropes and plants both of his palms on the canvas as he gets on his hands and knees… once again, the opportunity opens itself up, and Drake isn’t going to let it go to waste as he quickly takes aim and lurches forward!

Stew-O: JUDGEMENT DAY– NOOOOO! CY HENDERSON CATCHES DRAKE IN MID-AIR BEFORE THE STOMP CAN CONNECT, DROPPING HIM ONTO THE CANVAS WITH A TREMENDOUS SPINEBUSTER WITH ENOUGH FORCE TO LITERALLY SHAKE THE RING FROM THE IMPACT! WHAT A REVERSAL BY THE LEGENDARY CY HENDERSON!

Flannery McCoy: BUT CY DIDN’T JUST BRUSH OFF THOSE SHOTS TO THE HEAD BY DRAKE! THAT WAS A SPINEBUSTER OUT OF DESPERATION, AND CY ISN’T EVEN ABLE TO HOOK THE LEG AS HE JUST COLLAPSES ONTO DRAKE AFTER LANDING THAT SPINEBUSTER!

Jake Mercer: Hooked leg or not, though, a pin is a pin and he may have it here if Drake hit the back of his head hard enough on that spinebuster! The referee slides in to count the pin! Does Cy have it right here?!

ONEEEEEEEEEE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Stew-O: NO! DRAKE HAS A FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! IMPECCABLE RING AWARENESS AND RING IQ BY DRAKE! Cy managed to take advantage of the ropes in order to stay standing, but now Drake turned that advantage on its head by getting an easy ropebreak to get out of the attempted pin by Cy Henderson!

Flannery McCoy: Cy slowly rolls off of Drake, but just look, both of the elitists are down on the canvas, breathing heavily as they try to recuperate from the damage sustained thus far, all while the referee starts counting! Are we going to end with a double countout in a match like this?!

Jake Mercer: Do they have enough juice left in them to keep it going?!

Stew-O: Both Cy Henderson and Drake King have begun stirring from their stupor as the referee continues to count them both down!

Flannery McCoy: With two legendary former world champions like this clashing, they’re really taking each other to the limit! Say what you will about the disrespect thrown both ways, but when it comes to wrestling in that ring, these two are top of the line and they’re proving it to each other!

Jake Mercer: I don’t think that’ll cause any positive feelings to bloom in either of them; both of them think the other is too far gone and there’s nothing they want more than to tear each other limb from limb!

Stew-O: As the referee reaches the seven count, they both manage to force themselves into a kneeling position… and they don’t even wait to get back on their feet before the strikes start flying yet again! From that kneeling position, both Drake and Cy start throwing jabs at each other, returning to what they were doing at the start of the match but with a LOT more wear and tear on their bodies!

Flannery McCoy: It looks like each of those jabs is just injecting them with adrenaline out of pure spite for the other wrestler, though, because I’m seeing the energy return to their bodies as they get back to their feet and those strikes keep getting faster and faster from both directions!

Jake Mercer: It’s become a full on brawl here in the middle of the ring! OH, but as Cy went for an elbow smash, Drake takes quick backstep before using Cy’s outstretched arm to execute an Irish whip, sending Cy into the ropes! Cy rebounds and Drake goes for THE GUILLOTINE OUT OF NOWHERE–

Stew-O: BUT CY SAW IT COMING AND EVADED IT, INSTEAD PULLING DRAKE INTO A TILTAWHIRL BACKBREAKER! THE FORCE OF NATURE DOESN’T LET DRAKE FALL, THOUGH, HE HOLDS ON BEFORE TRANSITIONING INTO THE PRIME SPOT FOR A URANAGE!

Flannery McCoy: HE GOES FOR IT– BUT DRAKE WITH TWO RAPID SIDE ELBOWS CAUSES CY TO DROP HIM BEFORE IT’S ABLE TO CONNECT! It’s heating up here as Drake capitalizes on Cy Henderson’s grogginess with a quick and stiff kick to the midsection, causing the Force of Nature to double over in pain!

Jake Mercer: Double underhook of the arms, and we all know where this is going… DRAKE IS GOING FOR THE ASCENSION– BUT THIS TIME CY IS ABLE TO COUNTER IT, EXERTING THAT UPPER BODY STRENGTH TO SEND DRAKE FLYING BACK WITH A BACK BODY DROP!

Stew-O: Drake arches his back in MAJOR pain as he staggers back up to a standing position as quickly as he can, but Cy Henderson is right there, waiting and ready to take advantage as he lets Drake walk right into his trap, hoisting him up with a fireman’s carry hold… before he elevates Drake even further up!

Flannery McCoy: Ironic that this happened because Drake tried executing the Ascension, because Cy is FORCING Drake to ascend right here as he transitions from a fireman’s carry hold up to a military press hold! Drake is being held aloft as high up Cy’s arms can hold him, and it looks like Cy is about to go for that dreaded military press slam!

Jake Mercer: But Drake is exerting all the frantic energy he can muster, wriggling and flailing around and causing the inherently unstable nature of a military press against Cy as the Force of Nature starts to lose stability! Drake keeps trying… AND SUCCEEDS! CY ISN’T ABLE TO HOLD DRAKE UP, CAUSING DRAKE TO FALL RIGHT ON TOP OF CY IN A MAKESHIFT CROSSBODY!

Stew-O: WAIT, NO, LOOK AT THAT! THE MOMENT DRAKE LANDED ON TOP OF CY, INSTEAD OF GOING FOR A PIN, HE MOVES HIS ARMS OVER… AND LOCKS IN THE SCRIPTURE! SCRIPTURE IS IN! SCRIPTURE IS IN! DRAKE’S SIGNATURE ANACONDA VICE SUBMISSION HOLD IS LOCKED IN, AND NOW CY HENDERSON IS THE ONE THROWN INTO A STATE OF PANIC AS HE FRANTICALLY STARTS KICKING AND FLAILING!

Flannery McCoy: BUT DRAKE KING IS WRENCHING ON THAT SCRIPTURE AS HARD AS HE POSSIBLY CAN, TRYING TO MAKE CY HENDERSON TAP OUT! CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT?! THE DOMINANT FORCE OF NATURE TAPPING OUT TO THE MESSIAH?!

Jake Mercer: WE MAY NOT NEED TO IMAGINE IT, BECAUSE CY IS GOING THROUGH IT RIGHT NOW! HE’S STARTING TO FADE… the referee is asking him if he’s still in it! Is this really it?! Drake King is about to avenge his loss at last year’s Pain for Pride main event!

Stew-O: NO! A BURST OF ENERGY FROM CY HENDERSON AS HE REFUSES TO TAP OUT OR PASS OUT! DRIVEN BY PURE SPITE, CY CONTINUES KICKING HIS LEGS AROUND…

Flannery McCoy: AND HE MANAGES TO FIND THE ROPES! FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! DRAKE IS CONSUMED BY FRUSTRATION AS HE’S FORCED TO RELEASE THE HOLD, AND HE STARTS YELLING AT CY!

Jake Mercer: Even though he managed to get out of the scripture, Cy is definitely hurting right now! Drake may still have this match in the bag if he’s able to control himself and capitalize! And it looks like that’s exactly what Drake is trying to do, taking deep breaths as Cy clutches at his head in pain after enduring the scripture… and now Drake rises back up to his feet, painstakingly gritting his teeth through the agony and using the very same ropes that Cy used to escape in order to get back to a standing position!

Stew-O: He takes aim at Cy Henderson with a look of pure and unfettered malice in his eyes… BEFORE HE RUSHES IN AND FIRES OFF THE BOOK OF DRISTIANITY! IT’S OVER!

Flannery McCoy: NOOOOOO! CY HENDERSON MANAGED TO YANK HIS HEAD BACK AT THE VERY LAST MOMENT! DRAKE MISSES IT, AND CY QUICKLY LURCHES FORWARD TO SWEEP DRAKE’S OTHER LEG, CAUSING DRAKE TO COME CRASHING DOWN ONTO THE CANVAS!

Jake Mercer: JUST WHERE CY WANTED HIM TO BE! THAT TANTRUM BY DRAKE LASTED LONG ENOUGH FOR CY TO GET SOME ENERGY BACK EVEN AFTER ENDURING THE SCRIPTURE, AND NOW HE’S USING IT TO TAKE DRAKE DOWN!

Stew-O: HE ROLLS THROUGH DRAKE AND USES ALL OF HIS STRENGTH TO STAGGER BACK UP TO A STANDING POSITION WITH DRAKE HELD BETWEEN HIS ARMS IN A CLASSIC SCOOP HOLD! There’s no stoicism on Cy’s face here, just pure hatred for everything Drake King stands for as he lifts Drake up into the air…

Flannery McCoy: AND PLANTS HIM WITH A TREMENDOUS PHANTOM DEATH! THE SIGNATURE MICHINOKU DRIVER OF CY HENDERSON HAS CONNECTED, PROVING WHY THE FORCE OF NATURE HAS STRUCK FEAR INTO THE HEARTS OF ALL WHO FACE HIM WITH THAT SHOW OF UTTER DOMINANCE!

Jake Mercer: AFTER THE PHANTOM DEATH, CY MAY HAVE IT RIGHT HERE! HE RUSHES IN, WASTING NO TIME AS HE HOOKS BOTH OF DRAKE KING’S LEGS AS TIGHTLY AS HE POSSIBLY CAN, WANTING TO MAXIMIZE HIS CHANCES OF VICTORY AS THE REFEREE QUICKLY SLIDES IN AND BEGINS COUNTING WITH A CLOSE EYE ON THE SHOULDER OF DRAKE! DOES CY HAVE IT?!

ONEEEEEEEEE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Stew-O: NO! DRAKE KING MANAGED TO KICK OUT RIGHT BEFORE THE THREE COUNT! CY WAS A MILLISECOND AWAY FROM VICTORY, BUT DRAKE KING SOMEHOW MANAGED TO STAY IN THE GAME, AND NOW EVEN CY HENDERSON HAS FRUSTRATION APPARENT ON HIS FACE AS DRAKE KING JUST REFUSES TO STAY DOWN!

Flannery McCoy: What is it going to take for EITHER of these elitists to stay down? They’ve been throwing EVERYTHING at each other, but it hasn’t been enough as of yet! Cy Henderson has the most menacing expression on his face I’ve ever seen from him as he grits his teeth and forces himself to fight through the pain in order to return to a standing position!

Jake Mercer: He staggers across the length of the ring, creating some distance between himself and the Messiah, all while Drake continues to writhe in pain on the ground after getting dropped on his head with such tremendous force! By the malicious look on Cy’s face, I can only imagine he’s looking to pull out all the stops to get the victory in this match against his fellow Iron Survivor Challenge winner!

Stew-O: It looks like that’s exactly what he’s planning on doing, because now Cy is measuring Drake King up, corner to corner, with the Force of Nature crouched and ready to pounce! I don’t think Drake King knows what’s coming his way as he slowly and groggily pulls himself up to a standing position using the help of the ropes, seemingly going off of pure instinct as he tries to stay alive in this match!

Flannery McCoy: I don’t think living is going to be an option… BECAUSE THE MOMENT DRAKE GETS BACK TO HIS FEET, CY HENDERSON LUNGES OUT OF THE CORNER ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE AND SPRINTS TOWARDS DRAKE LIKE A BULL SEEING RED! I THINK HE’S GOING FOR– CALAMITYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

Jake Mercer: WHAT THE HELL?! ASCENSION! ASCENSION! DRAKE KING COUNTERED THE CALAMITY WITH AN ASCENSION OUT OF NOWHERE, USING CY’S FORCE AND SPEED AGAINST HIM AS HE REDIRECTED ALL OF THAT ENERGY RIGHT INTO THE CANVAS, DROPPING HIM WITH THAT SIGNATURE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK FACEBUSTER!

Stew-O: OUT OF NOWHERE, THIS MATCH HAS TURNED AROUND YET AGAIN! WITH ALL OF THE TURNS OF MOMENTUM, THIS MATCH ALONE COULD POWER A GENERATOR! DRAKE KING MAY HAVE IT HERE AS HE TAKES A MOMENT TO PULL CY HENDERSON AWAY FROM THE ROPES, PREVENTING ANY ROPE BREAK BEFORE HOOKING BOTH OF THE FORCE OF NATURE’S LEGS FOR THE PIN! HE HAS IT! HE’S GOT TO HAVE IT HERE!

ONEEEEEEEEE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Flannery McCoy: HOW?! HOW?! CY HENDERSON KICKS OUT AT WHAT I CAN ONLY CALL 2.999999! DRAKE STARTS ARGUING WITH THE REFEREE BECAUSE HE REALLY THOUGHT THAT WAS A THREE COUNT, AND I DON’T EVEN BLAME HIM WITH HOW CLOSE THAT WAS!

Jake Mercer: BUT AT THE END OF THE DAY, THE REFEREE’S DECISION IS FINAL AND A QUICK REPLAY SHOWS THAT CY REALLY DID GET HIS SHOULDER UP THE MOMENT BEFORE THE REFEREE’S HAND LANDED ON THE CANVAS! HE’S STILL IN THIS!

Stew-O: At this point, every second Drake spends arguing with the referee is just creating a worse situation for him as he’s letting Cy Henderson accumulate energy! I don’t think Drake King knows what’s coming as Cy Henderson SOMEHOW manages to stagger off of the ground, shaking like he’s really on his last legs… and at this point in the match, I think he really might be!

Flannery McCoy: With the last traces of fighting spirit left in both of these legendary competitors, they both return to their feet, shaking all the way… but–

Jake Mercer: CY HENDERSON’S MENTAL FORTITUDE KEPT HIM FOCUSED AS HE SUDDENLY SPINS AND EXECUTES THE CYCLONE LARIAT! CYCLONE LARIAT CONNECTS! CYCLONE LARIAT CONNECTS! CY’S SIGNATURE DISCUS LARIAT JUST HIT THE BACK OF DRAKE’S HEAD, SENDING HIM CRASHING FACE-FIRST INTO THE CANVAS WITH AS MUCH FORCE AS CY HAS LEFT TO MUSTER!

Stew-O: Cy put so much into that Cyclone Lariat that he literally fell to a kneeling position upon executing it! Drake King is knocked down and he may be knocked out cold after the way the Cyclone Lariat connected with the back of his head, just to immediately follow up with the FRONT of Drake’s head landing with a vicious thud on the canvas! But… Cy isn’t going for the pin!

Flannery McCoy: I don’t think Cy wants to take ANY more chances with Drake! If Drake manages to kick out before three again, that’s three more seconds of no offense that Drake gets to recuperate, and it looks like Cy is intending to REALLY put an end to Drake here!

Jake Mercer: I have no idea how he’s managing it, but exhausting all the energy that his adrenaline has afforded him, Cy is slowly but surely forcing Drake King onto his shoulders in an Argentine backbreaker rack! THAT’S THE SIGN OF DEMISE FOR ALL OF CY’S ENEMIES! YOU DON’T NEED TO BE A GENIUS TO KNOW WHAT CY IS GOING FOR HERE!

Stew-O: FOR ALL THE ENMITY BETWEEN DRAKE AND CY THAT HAS LASTED FOR YEARS UPON YEARS, CY LOOKS TO SILENCE DRAKE ONCE AND FOR ALL! RISING TIDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

(…)

Flannery McCoy: WHAT?! WHAT?! DRAKE MANAGED TO SLIP OFF OF CY’S SHOULDERS FROM BEHIND, PULLING CY INTO A ROLLUP! A ROLLUP OUT OF NOWHERE!

ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Jake Mercer: DRAKE IS PULLING ON CY’S PANTS FOR LEVERAGE, BUT THE REFEREE DOESN’T SEE IT!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

(‘When Darkness Falls’ by Killswitch Engage begins playing yet again to absolutely MASSIVE boos from the audience as Drake releases the pin, causing Cy to pop back up to a seated position with an incredulous and confused look on his face! Drake rolls away with an exhausted smirk on his face as Cy realizes what happened, and an overwhelming expression of disappointment appears on his face.)

Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… THE MESSIAH, DRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE! KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!

Stew-O: He tainted it! Drake King tainted this tremendous bout at the very end as he had to go low in order to keep the Force of Nature down for the three count!

Flannery McCoy: Cy Henderson is astute enough to understand what just happened, and he does NOT look happy about it!

Jake Mercer: Whether Cy is happy or not, though, Drake is looking ecstatic as he slowly makes his way back to a standing position, limping over to the ropes before raising his arms up in triumph for his victory!

Stew-O: It looks like this may not be over between the two of them, because Cy doesn’t look satisfied with the result at all!

(The video feed lingers as Drake celebrates his victory with an egomaniacal sneer on his face, all while Cy Henderson stares daggers into him, before the feed fades to black.)

(A commercial plays for the NBA Playoffs, featuring Ronn Banks crashing out about the Charlotte Hornets.)

(The graphic for the final match of the night can be seen on the tron.)

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(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)

Stephie Love: The following main event contest… is scheduled for one fall!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Stephie Love: AND IT IS FOR, THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP!!!

(‘Cult Leader’ by KiNG MALA can be heard throughout the arena to a loud reaction from the audience, as Mia Santoro makes her way out to the stage, as she looks to maintain focus on the match at hand. Sporting a confident expression, Mia proceeds to walk down the ramp and keeps her eyes on the ring, prepared for her title match to come.)

Bella Braxton: Introducing the challenger! From Key West, Florida, weighing in at 115 pounds… MIAAAA SANTORO!!!

Stew-O: Mía Santoro has been given one hell of an opportunity tonight as she is facing an acclaimed two-time World Champion, who will not hold herself back from doing what she has to once the bell rings. Although, the same can be said for the challenger tonight who is all the more eager.

Jake Mercer: Santoro’s confidence cannot waver at all in this match when she’s stepping into the biggest match of her career! This is her chance to get the damn job done and become a World Champion! Grand Rampage is where they’ve got to throw down and get busy!

(‘You Are Stronger’ by Lyn Inaizumi can be heard throughout the speakers now as the audience responds loudly to the arrival of the Universal Women’s Champion herself. Milli Banks emerges from the back with the title wrapped around her waist, as she sports a low grin while resting a palm over her championship & walking down the ramp.)

Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING THE CHAMPION! From Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 142 pounds…SHE IS THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION… ‘THE SUPERNOVA’, MILLIIIIIIIIIII BANKS!!!

Stew-O: And here is the champion herself! Milli Banks has been able to push the pace, and all the while surpassing every challenge! Tonight is another crucial defense for her second reign, one where her opponent is incredibly driven by all of the anger that she also feels for this match!

Flannery McCoy: This is a match that truly can worry anybody for the potential strife they’re willing to inflict upon each other. I’ve got a feeling we’re gonna see two elitists ready to do whatever it takes tonight, and it’s all for the Universal Women’s Championship on Grand Rampage!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stew-O: And we’re off! Milli Banks & Mia Santoro are set to collide for the Universal Women’s Championship right here on Grand Rampage—AS THEY EACH RUSH AHEAD & TOWARD ONE ANOTHER! THEY ARE SENDING THE LEFTS TOWARD THEIR RESPECTIVE SKULLS AS THERE IS NO HOLDING THEM BACK!!! All of the bad blood that they share for one another is finally being leveled into this match tonight & I’m sure there will be nothing to restrain either of them! They’re simply here to beat each other into bloody pulps while they still can from here! The punches are not slowing down as these two women want nothing more than to bring the heat!

Flannery McCoy: As Milli is now sending the forearms forward! She’s causing Mia to stumble back with each forearm across the jaw as she’s struggling to keep herself in the running against the champion right now!!! Banks is able to get her situated against the corner, and each forearm is ringing off without avail as now the referee is counting down! But Mill is making the most out of every single forearm that she can while Mia Santoro has no answer for the early pressure coming her own way! The Universal Women’s Champion is playing with fire right now as the referee is inching close to that five count!

Jake Mercer: As Milli raises his hands and nods to the referee just before the five count! It seems that Mia Santoro will have to find her way out of this rut at the moment after the repeated forearms, with Milli only stopping for the moment due to the referee’s count being made—AS SANTORO SENDS A KNEE ACROSS THE ABDOMEN! Now Mia is looking to mount the offense as she tosses Milli into the corner now! She’s sending her own forearms across her jaw as the champion is now left in all of the trouble right now! There is everything here for Santoro to start mounting some real good offense of her own should this continue as the referee is counting down—

Stew-O: BUT MILLI CATCHES AN ARM—AND SENDS A STAGGERING ELBOW TO MAKE MIA BACK OFF!! Mia is clutching onto her own jaw here as she’s forced to back off, with Milli Banks motioning forward as she sends another STIFF forearm that is now really getting to Santoro! Milli is refusing to be denied as all of the anger is boiling over into this match!! She doesn’t want any of it & is showing that much! Now Mia is trying to retreat toward the ropes while Milli is following suit! She’s refusing to hold back as she’s now sending the forearms toward her while Santoro is clutching onto the ropes with the referee counting down again!!!

Flannery McCoy: And that much forces Milli is back away shortly before another count could get too close to five! She wants Mia to feel every bit of the match to come & isn’t looking to have this end so soon! She’s motioning back toward her now—

Milli Banks: (off-mic) AGH!

Jake Mercer: WHA?!? OH NO! MIA JUST STOMPED DIRECTLY INTO MILLI’S KNEE!!! MILLI IMMEDIATELY IS LEFT STUMBLING TOWARD THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE RING AS SHE ROLLS OUT!!! Mia Santoro didn’t waste any shred of time taking advantage of the long standing issues that Milli has with her knee and decided that now is the time to act! The Universal Women’s Champion finds herself in all of the trouble as this cannot possibly be turning out for the better for Milli Banks!

Stew-O: And you can just see the smirk on Mia Santoro’s face as the referee is now forced to take his attention directly toward Milli Banks on the ailment she’s possibly suffering moving forward with the match just kicking off! Milli is shaking her own head as she’s trying to keep herself steady in this match, getting herself motioning upward despite the fact that Mia Santoro is now steadily motioning herself away from the ropes, her eyes aimed directly toward the knee that she just looked to compromise in the beginnings of this match… AS SHE MOTIONS FOR A CHOP BLOCK TOWARD THE KNEE—

Flannery McCoy: MILLI HOPS OVER & CAUSES SANTORO TO ROLL BACKWARD INTO A SUNSET FLIP PIN!!! Milli is holding onto the legs as Mia is struggling to bring herself out of this!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Jake Mercer: MIA ESCAPES! She rolls herself backward and is quickly looking to bring herself out of the predicament she now finds herself within—BUT MILLI SENDS A KNEE LIFT COMING HER WAY RIGHT ACROSS HER MOUTH! OUCH!!! THE KNEE BRACE DEFINITELY PLAYS A FACTOR THERE TOO! Mia Santoro has been busted up on the lip with that knee to the freakin’ face as she’s now slumping back & under the ropes! Milli gets plenty of time to recover for herself quicker than Mia would like, as now Milli sees just how vulnerable that Santoro is looking right about now!

Stew-O: As Milli is motioning herself over to Mia Santoro in the meantime—AS SHE TAKES HOLD OF HER ARM & REELS HER RIGHT INTO A ROPE-ASSISTED CROSS ARMBREAKER! MIA IS YELLING OUT!! Milli is making the absolute most out of every single bit of this armbreaker as the referee is absolutely forced to count down from here! But the champion is making the most out of every second that she place this newfound rival into the armbreaker while all Santoro can do is struggle all the more for her own efforts from here! Milli will have to let go eventually!

Flannery McCoy: And she does! Mia is clutching onto her own arm while situated on the apron, as the referee is sending a word toward Milli and she’s nodding along, but very much intent on making sure that Mia Santoro is going through all of the struggle in the world with this match that continues to propel itself forward! Now Milli is taking a hold of Mia by the hair, dragging her around and making her stand herself right up as she’s got a hold of her! Milli is looking to get that hold of her, and SHE HOISTS HER FOR THE GOURDBUSTER TO COME RIGHT OVER THE ROPE—

Jake Mercer: MIA DRIVES MILLI THROAT FIRST RIGHT OVER THE ROPE TO ESCAPE!!! Santoro squirmed just enough to pull Milli right over the ropes & get her coughing up one hell of a storm! Now Mia is dragging Milli right over! The champ’ is in trouble and this really isn’t the spot that she wants to find herself within, as the referee is trying to warn Mia off from doing what she’s about to but—MIA IS TAKING HOLD OF MILLI, AND SHE’S HOISTING HER OFF FROM THE CANVAS & ONTO THE APRON!

Stew-O: MY GOODNESS!!! FALCOLN ARROW RIGHT ONTO THE APRON CAUSES MILLI TO SLUMP DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!!!! Mia just dropped Milli right onto the cold apron surface with an immense thud there! Santoro is absolutely garnering all of the control in this match as now the champion is in all of the trouble! You can see that the smirk has returned back to the force of the challenger, as she understands very well that she has all of the emphasis in the world to make clear for herself on this chance!

Flannery McCoy: As she now slides herself out of the ring, and she’s wiping the blood off of her own lip as she is motioning toward Milli, who is struggling to bring herself back up after what she’s had to go through right there! The struggle is being made all the more apparent as now Santoro is taking a strong grasp of the hair, with Milli being forced to get back up as Mia is grinning to herself all the more, and she SLAMS MILLI’S HEAD RIGHT OVER THE ANNOUNCE DESK!!! Milli’s leaned over the desk as Mia seems to not be done in the slightest from here!

Jake Mercer: ‘CAUSE SANTORO SLAMS HER HEAD DOWN ONTO THE DESK YET AGAIN! AND AGAIN! AND AGAIN! Mia is not letting a damn thing hold her back from dishing out as much of the punishment that she can against Milli Banks! You thought Milli was already angry! The challenger is showing that she’s got just as much anger to show for everything that has happened between them after such heated weeks! And now Mia is eyeing toward the ring post, which I know she’d just love to drive Milli into as well! Dragging her right over, keeping her held close ‘CAUSE SHE’S LOOKING FOR AN EXPLODER SUPLEX INTO THE RING POST—

Stew-O: FLOAT-OVER ARM DRAG FROM MILLI TO REVERSE THE EXPLODER! SANTORO IS SENT TOWARD THE BARRICADE BACK FIRST!!! Milli evades disaster in quite the immense maneuver that prevents her from going through further harm there, as now Mia will have to recover quickly if she wants to prevent the champion from getting herself back into the swing of this match! Santoro is gritting her own teeth and shaking her head, refusing to believe that the match can go sideways in this manner, NOT SLOWING DOWN HERE AS SHE SEEKS OUT A SUPERKICK—

Flannery McCoy: BUT MILLI SIDESTEPS & NAILS A SPINNING BACK ELBOW THAT ROCKS MIA SANTORO INTO REMAINING IN A DAZED STANCE! Santoro has no clue where she is as Milli now has to find her own way through this match, with Mia unable to retort as Milli is now taking hold of Santoro, refusing to let herself slow down as she’s now looking to HOIST MIA SANTORO UPWARD WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT HERE!!!

(## THUMP!!!!)

Jake Mercer: GODDAMN! POWERBOMB RIGHT ONTO THE BARRICADE AS SANTORO TOOK THE BRUNT OF THAT DAMN SURFACE!!! Milli immediately has to clutch onto the barricade soon after ‘cause she had to use much of her balance for that, including that knee Mia was trying to target earlier! The referee is forced to roll himself out of the ring as he’s now checking on Santoro, that was a real hefty bump for Santoro to be taking as she is still laid out on the ringside floor! I think that might’ve knocked the wind out of her sails!

Stew-O: And you can see that it is very much irking Milli to see the referee showing adamant intent on not making a count, but Mia is certainly not displaying that she’s still in this truly as she’s struggling to rise. Now Milli is taking a hold of Santoro’s here, and that much has the referee scolding Milli as he’s unable to assess the situation at hand after that powerbomb over the barricade, which seems to be the least of Milli’s worries for the time being here!

Flannery McCoy: Which shouldn’t be doubted at all!! Milli wants nothing more than to make Mia Santoro go through all of the hurt in the world for what she did to her on the go-home Dynasty before this event! The referee is forced to get back into the ring while Milli is dragging Santoro to her feet, and she’s dragging her toward the apron looking to get her back into the ring soon before long—

Jake Mercer: BUT MIA PLAYED POSSUM—AS SHE’S ABLE TO SEND A CHOP BLOCK DIRECTLY INTO THE KNEE OF MILLI BANKS FROM BEHIND!!! Milli is immediately clutching onto her own knee with immediate effect as she’s now left in this struggle for the time being! Santoro is able to find her own wits again after the powerbomb, taking advantage of all of the time spent with the referee checking on her! Milli is in deep waters right now! This is not a good place for the champion to be vulnerable in at all!

Stew-O: As Milli’s trying to get her focus back toward Santoro, who’s found herself SITUATED ONTO THE STEEL STEPS JUST AHEAD OF THE CHAMPION—MY GOD!!!! ‘WOLFSBANE’ FROM THE STEPS & ONTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR TO MILLI! THE MAKESHIFT AERIAL CUTTER ONTO THE COLD HARD FLOOR!!! Milli is immediately clutching onto her own skull after the impact of that! The cutter onto the floor took a lot out of Santoro as well from how she’s grasping onto her own back!

Flannery McCoy: But Santoro understands that this is her chance!!! Right here and right now! She’s taking a hold of Milli, not giving her an ounce of room in this match as she’s tossing her back into the ring, before rolling back into the ring herself & being able to hook the leg from here!!! The pin is made!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: TH—

Jake Mercer: NOT ENOUGH! MILLI KICKS OUT!!! Mia is wide eyed as she’s not leaving any of this to wait and linger, back on the prowl as she’s now pouncing right over Milli & sending repeated forearms downward onto her!!! Milli is forced to cover up to try to protect herself from the onslaught, as Santoro is just unleashing all that she has to pressure the champion while she’s immensely vulnerable at the moment!

Stew-O: Which doesn’t seem to be deterring Mia any further than it could be, as she’s now bringing herself back up with a hold of Milli’s leg!! Milli is unable to get her wits together fast enough as Mia rolls herself out of the ring, keeping this hold of her leg as she makes her way to the ring post—OH NO! SHE’S APPLIED A FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK AGAINST THE RING POST!!! Milli is struggling to even fight through this as all of the pressure is being placed against her bad knee!!! The referee is counting down on Santoro as the challenger is making the absolute most out of his submission while she can as the count is persisting further!

Flannery McCoy: Santoro let’s go just before the five count but the damage has absolutely been done! Milli is rolling herself away from the corner and clutching onto her own knee as the referee is now assessing the situation, shaking her own head as this has become her worst nightmare after what she’s already been through in previous encounters! With Santoro following suit, she knows it’s another opportunity to potentially put down the champions as Milli is stumbling upward on one good leg… AS SANTORO RUSHES FORWARD WITH ‘KILLING MOON’—

Stew-O: MILLI CAUGHT THE LEG AFTER QUICKLY TURNING AT THE NICK OF TIME!! Santoro is wide eyed as Milli caught the leg before it could connect, as Mia is now forced to roll backward after Milli dragged her leg right over Santoro and caused her to roll onto her own knees—AS A STIFF KNEE FOLLOWS SUIT ONCE MORE!!! Santoro is dazed but Milli refuses to let her slump backward against the canvas, as she takes hold of her wrist before she can do so! Milli is nodding to herself while glaring down to Mia Santoro, LOOKING TO BOLSTER FORWARD!

Flannery McCoy: ‘MEGIDOLADYNE’ CONNECTS!!! SINGLE-ARM KAMIGOYE RATTLES THE BRAIN OF MIA SANTORO AND CAUSES HER TO DROP BACK!! All of the force behind that knee causes Milli to shift her own weight over Mia, applying the pin as the referee slides to the cover!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: THREE—

Stew-O: KICK OUT—THAT MILLI TURNS INTO A FUJIWARA ARMBAR AFTER SANTORO RAISED THE ARM TO DO SO! MIA IS IN IMMEDIATE TROUBLE!!! The same arm that Milli placed in all of the trouble earlier in the match with the armbreaker!!! Mia Santoro is yelling out but she’s refusing to give up! The referee is keeping an immense eyeful on Mia Santoro as Milli is refusing to let up with this submission here! The armbar that she has applied can be more than enough to ensure that Santoro is not capable of continuing further in this match!

Flannery McCoy: And this is forcing Mia to think far more diligently as her arm can snap at any given moment!!! She’s now yelling out—AS SHE SHIFTS HER WEIGHT BY ROLLING OVER & FORCING MILLI TO BE CAUGHT BY WITH HER SHOULDERS OVER THE CANVAS! The referee is rushing himself over to make the count!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: THREE—

Stew-O: KICK OUT—AS MILLI MAINTAINS THE HOLD OF THE ARM AND TRANSITIONS INTO A BRIDGING FUJIWARA ARMBAR! WOW!!! MIA IS YELLING OUT IN GREATER AGONY! Milli with the prowess of a lifetime that is allowing her to push the pace of this match in the direction that she wants for herself! Now Santoro is in all of the trouble in the world as the referee has to assess if she can continue! Santoro continues to scream “NO!” from the mountaintops but we may see a successful submission here any second!

Flannery McCoy: But Milli’s balance is not the same in this position! The work that was done to her knee is preventing her from completely sinking herself downward with this submission & she’s essentially balancing on one good leg! AND THIS MUCH IS WHAT SANTORO IS AWARE OF, AS SHE IS NOW ABLE TO SHIFT HERSELF INWARD & BRING MILLI BANKS INTO HER OWN SUBMISSION WITH A GUILLOTINE CHOKE!!! The guillotine is applied as Santoro was able to muster the strength necessary to push herself right into Milli Banks!

Jake Mercer: The former Specialists Champ’ is working her ass off to bring the fight to the World Champion in this match!!! Milli now finds herself trapped in this guillotine choke as she’s immediately bringing herself upward, getting her stance positioned so that she’s not taking the brunt of the guillotine that’s leaving Mia laid back on the canvas, granted with her shoulders lifted off the mat to avoid any pin attempt! Santoro is grinning to herself as she’s got her arm wrapped around Milli’s neck and refuses to let go—

Stew-O: ‘TILL MILLI IS ABLE TO HOIST MIA SANTORO UPWARD WHILE STILL TRAPPED IN THE GUILLOTINE CHOKE—AND SLAM HER DOWN WITH A BRIDGING NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX!!!! WOW!!! MILLI KEEPS HER BAD LEG LIFTED OFF THE CANVAS & MAINTAINS BALANCE TO KEEP THE PIN APPLIED!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: THREEEEE—

Flannery McCoy: KICK OUT FROM MIA SANTORO! THIS MATCH DOESN’T STOP HERE! MIA IS STILL IN THIS! Milli is nodding to herself as she’s got a hand over her own knee! She understands that she will have to go through all of the lengths in order to look ahead to securing the win tonight! Santoro has been on her A game so far & to be in her head this can be very detrimental from here!

Stew-O: As now Mill is back to her own two feet—well, just barely, but she’s still more than capable of standing somewhat as she’s taking a hold of Santoro’s hair, steadily dragging Mia Santoro upward as she’s now looking to continue sending a clear message to the challenger while she—

(# SPIT!!!)

Flannery McCoy: What in the world?!?!?

Jake Mercer: MIA JUST SPAT DIRECTLY IN THE FACE OF MILLI BANKS!

(Milli is wide eyed as Mia just grins to herself, with Milli’s anger beginning to fester within herself once again as she’s now taking a hold of Santoro’s wrist once more.)

Stew-O: MILLI IS LOOKING FOR ANOTHER ‘MEGIDOLADYNE’—

Flannery McCoy: BUT SANTORO DRIVES HER ELBOW INTO THE KNEE OF MILLI BEFORE SHE CAN EVEN GO FOR THE MANEUVER!!!! Milli is clutching onto her own knee once more as Mia is now taking control & maintains the grasp of Milli’s hand! She’s refusing to let go as she now rises to her own feet, keeping that perilous clutch of her hand as Milli is struggling to remain viable in this match—

Jake Mercer: ‘KILLING MOON’!!!! THE ROLLING WHEEL KICK FOLLOWS SUIT AS SHE PULLED MILLI DIRECTLY INTO THE KICK ACROSS HER SKULL!!! Milli Banks is dazed beyond belief!!! Santoro essentially RAGE BAITED the World Champion into trying to aim for the kill too soon!!! Now Santoro is bringing Milli back over, gritting her own teeth as she’s HOISTING MILLI BANKS UP HIGHLY!

Stew-O: AND SENDS HER CRASHING DOWN WITH A POWERBOMB!!!! MILLI IS LAID OUT ON THE CANVAS AS MIA SANTORO BACKS HERSELF AWAY, WIDE-EYED & DRIVEN BY THE NEED TO BECOME WORLD CHAMPION… BEFORE RUSHING FORWARD!!!!

Flannery McCoy: ’FORGET ME NOT’!!!!!! MY GOODNESS!!! DOUBLE FOOT STOMP CAVES INTO MILLI BANKS AS MIA HAS HER GOOD LEG HELD OVER FOR THE COVER!!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Jake Mercer: MILLI WITH THE KICK OUT!!!! MIA IS DEFINITELY GROWING FRUSTRATED! Milli is refusing to stay down and all of this is becoming enough of a glaring dilemma for the challenger! Now she’s looking toward the referee!

Mia Santoro: (off-mic) WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?!? YOU CALL THAT A FAIR COUNT?!?

(Santoro groans in frustration as she wipes the blood from her mouth, glaring down upon Milli as she now finds herself feeling the anger build further, her glance taken toward the Universal Women’s Championship that’s propped at ringside.)

Stew-O: There are certainly ideas that continue to brood along the head of Mia, as she’s now dragging Milli closer to the edge of the ring! Close enough to look toward the championship herself—WHAT THE?!?

Flannery McCoy: MIA DELIVERES THE BACKSTABBER—AND THEN SHE APPLIES THE CROSSFACE ONTO MILLI!!!!! THAT’S THE SEQUENCE TO ‘INFINITE LIGHT’ THAT SPELLS CERTAIN DOOM FOR MILLI’S OPPONENTS! SHE WANTS TO ADD INSULT TO INJURY AS SHE’S APPLIED THE SUBMISSION SO THAT THEY’RE GAZING TOWARD THE TITLE ITSELF!!!

Jake Mercer: AND MILLI IS TRAPPED!! MIA KEEPING THE CROSSFACE APPLIED AS SHE’S NODDING TO HERSELF IN ACCORDANCE! MILLI FINDS HERSELF IN ALL OF THE TROUBLE RIGHT NOW AS THIS MATCH CAN END IN THE MOST DISRESPECTFUL FASHION!

(Mia’s fingers are interlocked as she refuses to let go, with her eyes glaring upon the Universal Women’s Championship that situates itself comfortably in front of the timekeepers area in its holder, nodding to herself with a widened gaze.)

Mia Santoro: (off-mic) C’MON!!!! TAP!!!! TAP ALREADY!!! THAT TITLE IS MINE, GODDAMNIT!!!

Referee: MILLI! ARE YOU DONE?!? DO YOU SUBMIT???

(Milli’s eyes are glaring directly toward the title, and they widen reflexively as her palms place right over Mia’s hands.)

Stew-O: WAIT! MILLI IS—

(# BITE!!!)

Flannery McCoy: MY GOODNESS!!!! SHE’S BITING DOWN ON SANTORO’S FINGERS!!!! MIA IS SCREAMING OUT AS MILLI IS COMPLETELY UNRESTRAINED! SHE’S NOT LETTING IT ALL END THIS WAY!

Jake Mercer: THAT’S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU PUT THE CHAMP’ IN HER OWN FREAKIN’ MOVE!!! SANTORO’S GOT A BAD ARM TO GO ALONG WITH THE FINGERS GETTING CHOMPED, TRYING TO GET HERSELF MOVING AGAIN BEFORE MILLI CAN RETORT AGAIN—

Stew-O: ‘NOCTURNE’!!!! DOUBLE FOOT STOMP FINDS ITS MARK AS MILLI CAVES INTO MIA’S HEAD TO PUT HER DOWN!!! MILLI’S IMMEDIATELY CLUTCHING THAT KNEE, UNABLE TO FIND HERSELF GETTING THE PIN SOONER AS SHE HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE WIN!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Flannery McCoy: NO! MIA KICKS OUT! SHE’S NOT DONE!!! Mia is absolutely saved by the work she’s done to that knee as Milli is now feeling the effects of this match continue to wear on her! She has to get this win sooner before the knee ultimately costs her far more than she’s willing to admit!

Jake Mercer: As Milli knows what she has to do! This match has to end one way or another and there’s more than enough to see herself finally get the win against such a tough opponent! Banks is taking hold of her Santoro’s wrist, dragging her back up to her feet before she’s now got Santoro in position! She wants to make sure Mia Santoro PAYS & is SPIKED into that canvas!!! FIGHTING THROUGH THE PAIN TO GET MOVING TOWARD THE ROPES FOR ’STRANGE JOURNEY!!!

Stew-O: BUT SANTORO IS CONSCIOUS ENOUGH TO DRIVE MILLI BANKS THROUGH THE ROPES!!!!! Mia is able to keep herself alive in this match as they’re both situated on the apron!!!! Santoro is shaking her own head as she’s getting herself back up, and Milli is finding her own footing as well!

Flannery McCoy: ‘TILL MIA SENDS A QUICK BOOT RIGHT INTO HER BAD KNEE! MILLI IMMEDIATELY TENSES UP, ALLOWING MIA TO TAKE ADVANTAGE—AS SHE’S LOOKING FOR A CUTTER OFF THE APRON!!!!

Jake Mercer: BUT MILLI STOPS THE CUTTER BY HOLDING ONTO THE ROPE WITH A HAND!!! Santoro is caught mid-way as Milli quickly shifts Santoro right around—GIVING HER NO TIME WHATSOEVER TO REACT—

(# THUMP!!!!!)

Stew-O: PILEDRIVER ONTO THE APRON!!!! MY GOD!!! SANTORO IS LAID OUT!!! Mia is absolutely dazed beyond belief but Milli Banks can’t capitalize! Her knee is giving her too much of these problems to allow her to focus on her immediately after!

Flannery McCoy: Santoro is down but Milli’s time is being wasted cause she has to to battle through this ailing knee! NOW she’s able to get off the apron, trying to hide the limp in her step but it’s become noticeable enough!

Jake Mercer: As the champ’ is trying to get Santoro back up, doing everything that she can to find her ground again & get Mia back into the ring before this turn for the worst on her behalf—

Stew-O: ## LOOK OUT!!!

Flannery McCoy: SANTORO SHOVES MILLI INTO THE CHAMPIONSHIP STAND!!! The stand collapses as Milli collides with the stand—and she’s immediately clutching her own head!!! I believe her skull was nailed across the title itself!!!

Jake Mercer: And you can see the blood begin to build from here after colliding with the gold!!! Santoro is now trying to move swiftly, dragging Milli upward and tossing her back into the ring as the referee is now checking up on Milli!

Stew-O: And now—WHAT THE?!?? SANTORO IS TAKING THE TITLE & ROLLING BACK INTO THE RING WITH THE GOLD!!! THE REFEREE IS CHECKING ON MILLI! WHY IS SANTORO RISKING TO GET DISQUALIFIED!?!?

Jake Mercer: THIS RUNS DEEPER THAN GOLD, STEW! THESE TWO DESPISE EACH OTHER! MILLI IS TRYING TO GET UP TO A KNEE—AND SANTORO RUSHES AT HER WITH THE GOLD!!!!

Flannery McCoy: ## BUT THE REFEREE TAKES HOLD OF THE TITLE!

(The referee is grasping onto the gold as Mia is wide eyed, glaring toward the referee as she’s mouthing off toward him.)

Stew-O: SANTORO NEEDS TO KEEP HER HEAD IN THE GAME! DOING THIS WITH THE REFEREE WON’T HELP HER MATTERS ANY FURTHER—‘CAUSE HERE’S MILLI WITH THE SUPERKICK!!!

Flannery McCoy: THAT MIA EVADES—AS THE KICK FINDS THE REFEREE!!!! The referee is absolutely slumped as Milli is in all of the trouble in the world!!! She’s getting back up to her feet—

Jake Mercer: # ‘APHRODITE’S KISS’!!!!! THE FLATLINER PUTS MILLI DOWN!!!!!

Stew-O: OH MY GOD!!! AND LOOK WHO’S ON THE WAY!!! AN OFFICIAL IS IMMEDIATELY RUSHING INTO THE RING AS SANTORO EAGERLY HOOKS THE LEG!!!! THIS ONE’S OVER!!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Flannery McCoy: NO!!! NOT ENOUGH! MILLI BANKS STILL KICKS OUT!!! MIA IS IRATE AS SHE’S ANGRY AT ANOTHER REFEREE IN THIS MATCH!

Jake Mercer: BUT NOT A MOMENT TO WASTE! SANTORO IS DRAGGING MILLI BANKS OVER CLOSER TO THE CORNER! SHE UNDERSTANDS THAT THERE WON’T BE A BETTER TIME THAN NOW! TO FINISH THIS MATCH FOR GOOD!!! SANTORO FINDS HER FOOTING UP AT THE TOP!

Stew-O: ’CHASE THE FEELING’!

Flannery McCoy: MILLI SHOVES THE ROPES TO MAKE SANTORO DROPS DOWN INTO THE TURNBUCKLE!! Banks works quickly to get Mia staggered, fighting all of the pain in her own knee as she’s now making her way up to the top with Santoro! Mia is in trouble while Milli Banks has a grasp of her head, looking ahead to the RING MAT—

Jake Mercer: AVALANCHE BULLDOG!!!!! MIA IS IMMEDIATELY CLUTCHING ONTO HER OWN JAW AFTER THAT!!! MILLI BANKS JUST DROPPED SANTORO DOWN, BUT SHE’S SLOWER WITH HER OWN STEP AS WELL AFTER THAT INSANE MANEUVER!

Stew-O: WHICH LEADS MILLI IS SLOWLY BUT SURELY GETTING HERSELF BACK UP! SHE IS MUSTERING UP ALL OF THE STRENGTH IN THE WORLD TO DRAG SANTORO UPWARD, MANAGING TO BALANCE HERSELF ON ONE GOOD LEG!!!

Flannery McCoy: # AS SHE CLOSES OFF WITH ‘NORTH STAR’!!!!

Jake Mercer: MIA FREES ON ARM TO GRAB ONTO THE TURNBUCKLE!!! SANTORO IS HOLDING ON FOR DEAR LIFE AS MILLI IS TRYING TO BREAK HER AWAY TO COMMIT TO THE GORY SPECIAL INTO THAT DDT!!!

Stew-O: AS SANTORO YANKS THE PADDING OFF! Milli collapses as the struggle became too much for her to balance & both women are down!!! The referee takes note of the padding, returning back to the corner to get the padding back in place!

Flannery McCoy: Milli is absolutely aggravated but she can’t let herself be deterred! MILLI NOW RUSHES BACK TOWARD MIA SANTORO—

(# THWACK!!!!!)

Jake Mercer: # SANTORO CLOCKS MILLI ACROSS THE SKULL WITH THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S TITLE!!!

Stew-O: OH MY GOD!!!! MILLI IS WIDE EYED AND ABSOLUTELY OUT OF IT!!!! SANTORO QUICKLY DROPS THE TITLE DOWN & IN FRONT OF MILLI, NOW RUSHING TOWARD THE ROPES & LEAPING OFF!!!!!

Flannery McCoy: ’WOLFSBANE’ ONTO THE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!! MILLI IS LAID OUT!!!! SANTORO TOSSES THE TITLE OUT OF THE RING & YELLS AT THE REFEREE TO COUNT!!!

Jake Mercer: AFTER THE TIME NEEDED TO REPAIR THE TURNBUCKLE, HE DOES!!! HE SLIDES RIGHT TO THE COUNT!!! HOLY SMOKES!!!! THIS IS IT!!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

(…)

(…….)

Stew-O: # WHAT THE HELL?!?!?

Flannery McCoy: MILLI TRAPS SANTORO INTO THE KIMURA LOCK!!! SANTORO IS SCREAMING OUT AS HER WORSENED ARM IS BEING TARGETED YET AGAIN!!! HOW THE HELL IS MILLI STILL DOING THIS?!??

Jake Mercer: SANTORO TOOK A RISK WITH THAT CORNER & IT TOOK TOO LONG! NOW MILLI JUST KICKED OUT BY APPLYING A SUBMISSION!!! SHE’S JUST DIFFERENT IN THIS FREAKIN’ GAME!!! MIA IS FIGHTING THOUGH! SHE’S GETTING HERSELF BACK UP, SHAKING HER DAMN HEAD REFUSING TO GIVE IN!

Stew-O: ‘TILL MILLI ADJUSTS & DELIVERS AN ARM DRAG!!! SANTORO IS FORCED ROLL WITH THE ARM DRAG AS SHE’S GETTING HERSELF UP!!! SANTORO IS SHAKING HER OWN HEAD AS THE DESPERATION BUILDS! BUT MILLI’S KNEE IS STILL AN ISSUE!!!

Flannery McCoy: AS MIA SEEKS OUT THE HAIL MARY WITH ‘ANOTHER DAY IN PARADISE’!!!

Jake Mercer: MILLI SIDESTEPS BEHIND SANTORO TO EVADE THE ROUGH RYDER—AND NAILS THE BACKSTABBER!!!! BACKSTABBER CONNECTS—AND MILLI SHIFTS INTO THE SUBMISSION!!!

Stew-O: ’INFINITE LIGHT’!!!! THE CROSSFACE IS APPLIED!!!! SANTORO IS SCREAMING OUT AS MILLI IS YELLING RIGHT BACK AT HER! SHE’S TELLING HER TO TAP!!! THE REFEREE IS CHECKING ON MIA SANTORO!!!

Referee: MIA! ARE YOU DONE?!? DO YOU SUBMIT?!?

Mia Santoro: (off-mic) NO!!! I’M NOT FUCKING DONE! I’M NOT—

Milli Banks: (off-mic) Fuck you.

Flannery McCoy: # MILLI STOMPS DOWN ON HER BAD ARM WITH THE CROSSFACE APPLIED!!! MIA IS SCREAMING OUT!!!!

Jake Mercer: # THAT’S IT!!! MIA TAPS OUT!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… AND STILLLLLLLLLL EAW UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION, MILLIIIIIIIIIII BANKS!!!

Jake Mercer: Holy crap!!! What a heated match we got to witness between these two ladies!!! Milli & Mia were putting up absolutely everything against one another in that damn match! They hated the everliving hell out of each other & you just felt it with how all of that went down from here!

Flannery McCoy: Seriously, Mia Santoro was trying to pull out nearly all of the tricks in the trade in order to win that match & become a first time World Champion in EAW! There was truly a moment there where I believed she defeated Milli, she put up an immense performance here!

Stew-O: Milli’s experience, awareness, & in-ring prowess pushes her further despite the struggles dealt to her knee, and all of the bad blood between these two ended up making the champion surpass the threshold all the more. Congratulations, to the reigning two-time Universal Women’s Champion, Milli Banks!

(‘You Are Stronger’ can be heard emanating throughout the speakers again, as the referee hands the Universal Women’s Championship to Milli Banks while she’s recollecting herself on the canvas. Milli very steadily rises to her feet, slowly but surely before raising the title while nodding to herself. She then leans herself against the corner, as Mia is situated on the apron, wiping the blood from her mouth with visible anger in her face as officials struggle to calm her down, as the scene fades.)

(EAW logo buzzes.)

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