(EAW intro plays)
(Showdown opens up with a recap of last week’s show. Kennedy puts an ultimatum on Silas World that they better not interfere in Wargames or Brand Warfare or else they get suspended. Daniella Atlas defeats Vincent Mondrian, and then Ms. Extreme lays Daniella out after. Brianna Hill is revealed to be the Divide and Conquer captain for Showdown. Pandora defeats some local talent and promises that she has her eyes on the Answers World Championship, Kennedy tries to put some sense into Pandora but she doesn’t listen. The Showdown Brand Warfare team tries to get on the same page before the Dynasty and Voltage Brand Warfare team come to attack them. SHOWTIME defeats Daryl and Donovan after heavy miscommunication, and even after Xander attacks Donovan from what happened earlier, Daryl lets him get beaten up. Finally in the main event, Kai and Drake vs Joso and Bea ends in a no contest as the Dynasty Wargames Team attacks all of them and lays them all out to stand tall.)
(The recap ends, and it is replaced with the song “Brick Wall” by a Day to Remember, as the camera pans around the inside of the Wells Fargo Arena in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Fireworks are shooting out of the stage and the whole crowd can be seen cheering and being excited for the show. The camera ends up panning over to the commentary table with Deadprez, Eve and Gavin Kirkland as the commentators start talking.)
Eve: WELCOME EVERYONE… TO SATURDAY NIGHT SHOWDOWN! We are now finally in the go-home to Territorial Invasion! And we are raising up our flags for our brand as we head into such a special show!
Gavin Kirkland: AS WELL AS TONIGHT… Uh- not having any matches.
Deadprez: But we will catch up on all the Elitists in our brand as we head into the Marquee Event, and right now, we gonna start with the Answers World Champion herself, Veena Adams!
Gavin Kirkland: MY GOAT!
(Showdown pans away from the commentary table soon after the show’s introduction, revealing Gina Romano already standing by to welcome the guests and audience.)
Gina Romano: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, PLEASE WELCOME!… THE EAW ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION!… VEENA ADAMS!
(‘7 Rings’ by Ariana Grande hits as Veena Adams storms out from the back onto the ramp and heads straight to the ring, carrying the Answers World Championship on her shoulder. Clearly not in the mood after last week’s events, she makes her way to the ring as quickly as possible.)
Eve: So, last week—
Gavin Kirkland: THE CHAMPION HAS ARRIVED, AND IT WILL NOT BE A GLORIOUS NIGHT FOR FIGURA PRIMATIS! THOSE WRETCHED BASTARDS (with the exception of my precious Caroline) WILL BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE! THAT BLOATED, SLIMY FAILURE OF A FATHER AND THAT DAMNED SPAWN OF THE DEVIL WILL SUFFER FOR THE ATROCITIES THEY’VE COMMITTED AGAINST MY CHAMPION! THEY WILL PAY! THEY WILL PAY! THEY WILL PAY!
Eve: ???????? You good????
Deadprez: Reasonable crashout, Eve. Let him be.
(Veena Adams strides into the ring and snatches the microphone from the officials. She immediately performs a cutthroat gesture toward the stage crew, signaling for the music to be silenced, and wastes no time in launching straight into her address for the evening.)
Veena Adams: Yeah… I’m not going to lie to any of you, I’m already not in the mood. If you know what happened last week, I don’t even need to spell it out. While I was actually giving Mikaela some genuine words, some clown thought it would be smart or some pathetic flex to blindside me from behind like a fucking pussy they are, and got me sent to the hospital. Congratulations, you got one over me. Does that make you feel big? Does that make you feel relevant? I don’t think so. You’re still stuck at the same level you were the first time I met you, still as insignificant as a broken yardstick to this very day.
As far as I’m concerned, you’re not even close to prying this championship away from me. As long as I’m standing here as the brave one, and you’re still listening like the petty, childish coward you’ve always been, you and I both know you don’t have a chance of beating me. So I’m calling you out, Jake. I know you’ve built an impressive résumé and earned a Hall of Fame spot, but if you don’t start acting like it and instead keep pulling these pathetic stunts, no one will respect you and you’ll keep wondering why Figura Primatis never gets the recognition it claims to deserve. I know you hear me, you vile little cunt. Stop hiding!-
(‘Metalingus’ by Alter Bridge blares up of all sudden into loud boos from the crowd as Jake Smith comes out with Xander Payne and Caroline standing in front of him and Jake showing to have stoned face about all of this as he came out before his music dies down by the interruption from Veena Adams.)
Jake Smith: 😐
Veena Adams: Cut this stupid ass song. CUT IT OUT! Do you see what I’m talking about? This is exactly what I meant. You’re a coward to your core, Jake. You need your henchmen, your so-called “friends”, to be your human shields and keep you hidden from the reality that’s crumbling around you. You need protectors. You’re using these two elitists as your comrades to keep your distance whenever I have a chance to get my hands on you. You could never do it alone. You had to blindside me from behind. You had to unleash a group of your lackeys to take me out because for my entire career, it’s taken a whole fucking entire army and the entire industry, to try and put me down completely and even you can’t deny that!
(Some fans cheer, knowing that the majority of her words about Jake Smith are true, while Veena keeps a firm expression on her face. Jake watches from behind Xander and Caroline, tapping their shoulders to clear a path. He then takes the microphone from the officials beside him, steps in front of his two allies, and looks up at Veena Adams with a very serious expression.)
Jake Smith: You’ve got more audacity than intellect if you think you can rationalize this as me attacking you from behind, as though that’s my guiding principle when the truth is, this has always been about you. This is your deconstruction and the chance to expose you to the entire world as the fraud you truly are. Your reign as Answers World Champion is already on borrowed time, and every passing day counts down to Territorial Invasion being the last time you’ll ever hold that championship in your grasp. Do you understand? I’m no coward. I’m no weakling like you, whining and lamenting when confronted by someone smarter. I am the most calculating mind in this entire industry, the man who takes his shot and makes it count and I’m about to do it again when I beat your dumbass for the Answers World Championship and cement myself, yet again, as the greatest world champion this business has ever known.
(Jake Smith continues his approach toward the ring as he speaks into the microphone. He halts briefly at ringside, eyes narrowing and jaw clenching with restrained ire as a faint eye-roll follows then he shakes his head and rakes a hand through his hair before squaring himself at the edge of the ring, his tone sharpening with renewed conviction for what he is about to say.)
Jake Smith: I want you to take a good, long look and embrace everyone you hold dear, because the greatest chapter of your career as the Answers World Champion is about to be cut short by the true GOD of this industry and the greatest wrestler ever to grace this ring. That is the fate that awaits you at Territorial Invasion, and your judgment day is drawing near-
Veena Adams: SHUT THE FUCK UP!
(Jake is suddenly thrown off by Veena’s interruption once again, shooting her a visibly irritated glare at her remarks, while Veena Adams, already in a foul mood, snaps back at him.)
Veena Adams: I’m so sick of hearing you, Jake. Years later, you’re still the same Jake Smith I’ve always known; an insufferable little fucking cunt to your very core. You’ve never changed and you never will, no matter how many years crawl by. Everyone around you is sick to death of your bloated ego and the delusional god-complex you’ve been throwing around. Everyone’s fucking tired, everyone’s becoming increasingly nauseated and infuriated watching you keep running this charade with me and everyone else. I can hardly believe this is actually the Number One Contender for my championship, but I’m forced to, even after listening to this spewed bullshit that makes me want to tear my belief system apart. You know what? I doubt my words even pierce that thick skull of yours, but I’m sure a few well-placed punches and kicks will until your teeth are shattered. Let’s fucking go!
(Veena Adams tosses the microphone aside and clutches the championship in one hand, settling into a fighting stance. Jake looks up without saying much more, his eyes flicking back to Caroline and Xander standing behind him. He tilts his head slightly toward Veena in the ring as both Caroline and Xander begin circling her from opposite sides while Jake slowly advances from the front.)
Gavin Kirkland: All three rush into the ring at once, with Caroline charging in from one side at full speed and Xander from the other only to collide with each other as Veena slips out of the way!
Eve: Caroline bounces off after crashing into the much larger Xander… and she gets CRACKED across the head with the Answers World Championship!
Deadprez: Payne is already back on his feet from the tumble and goes for a running lariat, but Veena avoids as she drops the title and Payne halts to turn around- SUPERKICK TO XANDER’S JAW!!!!!
Gavin Kirkland: OH, WATCH OUT, VEENA!
Eve: Jake comes from behind, spins her around, and tries to set up the Starmaker from the front, but Veena Adams slips out of it and Jake completely misses!
Deadprez: Jake Smith scrambles to get back on his feet after the Cutter fails to connect-
Gavin Kirkland: BOOM!!!!! GO TO GAWD!!!!! A spear paying homage to her great uncle, and the Golden Star keeps hammering Jake down after cutting him in half with that spear!
Eve: Xander Payne has already recovered from the superkick he took to the jaw earlier, lifting Veena off the ground and tossing her aside as she stumbles to her feet-
Gavin Kirkland: But Caroline comes up from behind Veena at the same time, seizing her by the head… A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE WIPES HER OUT COMPLETELY!!!!!
Deadprez: Caroline manages to get her hands on Veena Adams, catching her off guard before hoisting her up and tossing her straight toward Xander as he turns around, ready to catch her… LAST SEDATION CONNECTS AND TAKES HER OUT IMMEDIATELY!!!!!!!!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
(Jake is seen painfully clutching his stomach, then points at Veena’s prone body to signal for her to be dragged back to her feet. Payne and Caroline move in to help, hauling her lifeless form off the ground as Jake steps forward without a moment’s hesitation….)
Eve: STARMAKER!
(Crowd continues to boo as Jake Smith rises from the canvas and stares down at Veena Adams. Xander retrieves the Answers World Championship from the floor and drapes it over Jake’s shoulder. Jake then hoists it high above his head, flaunting it with arrogance while the boos for Figura Primatis grow even louder.)
Gavin Kirkland: Damn… this is… terrorism…
Deadprez: I agree, dawg.
(‘Metalingus’ by Alter Bridge erupts once more as the hard camera centers on Jake Smith’s sinister smirk, the full focus capturing him hoisting the Answers World Championship high above Veena’s fallen body while Showdown fades into a commercial break.)
(The camera shot has cut backstage to the locker room where we see Showtime talking amongst themselves and Xander Payne off a little ways minding his own business. Seconds later, we see Donovan Duke walk into the locker room still walking a little gingerly after what happened to him last week. Naturally, Silas Mason Xander and Showtime see Donovan walk in and just look at him. Not happy to see him. Not annoyed to see him. More of a look of indifference. Donovan notices the looks and chooses not to pay them any mind before he starts to speak.)
Donovan Duke: Look guys. We are only a week away from Territorial Invasion and we still have some work ahead of us. When it comes to talent and potential, we have that down. No doubt about it. But our chemistry as a team is something we still need to work on. I had hoped that last week’s tag team match would be a chance at a chemistry building moment, but it didn’t go as well as I wanted it to. Especially AFTER the match.
(Donovan rubs his ribs as he glares at Xander Payne for what he did last week. Xander simply shrugs it off as Donovan rolls his eyes and continues to speak.)
Donovan Duke: But I understand that in moments like last week that tempers can certainly get the better of us and unintentionally throw us off our game plan. But if the result of all this shit means that we finally start working as a team and start improving our chemistry, then I am willing to turn a blind eye to all of this for the sake of the team and winning Brand Warfare… FOR NOW!!! There will be time for payback later, but right now, it’s time to focus on the team and focus on victory.
(Donovan looks at Showtime and Xander trying to gauge what they think. They don’t like Donovan, but they are looking to hear Donovan out… at least before they consider beating the crap out of him. In Xander’s case… again!!)
Donovan Duke: What I am about to say is not sarcastic. It is in all seriousness that I can muster because this is a very serious situation that we are walking into next weekend. We don’t like each other, and we have all made that painfully obvious with each other over the last few weeks. But no matter how much we don’t like each other, we do have one common goal and that is win and show superiority over the other brands while making a name… or an even bigger name… for ourselves.
Donovan Duke: In order to do that, we have to put aside our differences and work together to survive. We have no other choice. Look at the teams assembled on Voltage and Dynasty. It makes me sick to even admit this but the teams they have are very stacked with competitors who have some decent skill. Not as skilled as me… or us… but you get the picture. If we don’t go into Brand Warfare working as one cohesive team, we are going to get slaughtered and that’s the last fucking thing I want to happen so those assholes on the other teams can shove that in our faces. I already know the big question is going to be “Showdown Team Brand Warfare… can they be on the same page?”. Let’s show those fuckers that the answer is not just yes, but HELL YES!!
(After Donovan finishes, the locker room door opens and we see Daryl Kinkade walking in. He is carrying his bags as he takes a look at Donovan.)
Daryl Kinkade: What in the hell?
(Daryl realizes what is going on and the look on his face immediately turns to rage. Daryl slams his bags down onto the floor and he walks right up to Donovan and gets right in his face.)
Daryl Kinkade: What the fuck is going on, you bloody nutjob?
Donovan Duke: What are you talking about?
Daryl Kinkade: Here you all are together having a bloody team meeting and you start it without me, the Co-Captain of this team. What the fuck?
Donovan Duke: Hey! I told you about this meeting. Don’t get mad at me because you were late! I am getting tire–
Daryl Kinkade: SAVE IT, CRAZY! I am so sick and fucking tired of hearing you talk and hearing all the bullshit that comes out of your bloody mouth. Besides, I’m still fucking pissed off at you after what happened last week.
Donovan Duke: Get off my back about that! I told you that I was sorry!
Daryl Kinkade: Save your lies for somebody who might actually believe them. You know damn fucking well that you cost us that match last week. We lost that match on purpose because of you.
Donovan Duke: Which I told you that was a fucking accident. I was trying to punch our opponents.
Daryl Kinkade: That was bloody intentional and you fucking know it, you psycho bastard from hell.
Donovan Duke: Don’t you go and fucking tell me what I did was intentional or not. If I was meaning to attack you intentionally, you would have fucking known it. Or did you just choose to fucking forget that I hate losing more than I hate you.
Daryl Kinkade: Cut the crap. You might have got away with that intentional shot last week.
Donovan Duke: Got away with what? We lost the match and then I got the shit beat out of me by Xander and you did NOTHING to help!!
Daryl Kinkade: Like I was going to help you after your spotlight hogging attitude has got us into this clusterfuck. That beatdown from Xander was the least you deserve. But what happened last week is NOT going to happen again, bruv. Count on it.
(Donovan and Daryl continue to glare at each other for a moment before Donovan gets tired of this shit as he rolls his eyes and shoves Daryl away.)
Donovan Duke: Look, Mr. Negativity. I know you like to complain for the sake of hearing yourself complain, but we have more pressing matters to deal with right now. Like getting this team ready to go to battle in Brand Warfare. So shut the fuck up and listen to what I have to say and we won’t have any more problems. Is that understood?
(Donovan doesn’t wait for a response from Daryl before he brushes Daryl off and gets back to talking to the Brand Warfare Team.)
Donovan Duke: As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted. The biggest thing that we have to work on is our team chemistry because even though we would rather punch–
(Donovan doesn’t get a chance to finish his sentence because Daryl has had enough and he shoves Donovan in return for being shoved by him earlier. Donovan was shoved hard enough that he hit the wall. Donovan’s eyes go wide with a combination of the shock of actually being shoved and hitting the wall along with the anger of Daryl once again picking a fight with him. Donovan is getting more pissed by the second as he gets in Daryl’s face.)
Donovan Duke: Who the fuck do you think you ar–
(Donovan is once again cut off by Daryl and this time Daryl punches Donovan in the face. Before Donovan could recover from the punch, Daryl takes Donovan down to the floor with a double leg takedown and starts beating the crap out of him. The other members of the Brand Warfare team are standing back and watching the fight ensue.)
Akari Kiyoko: So… do you think we should step in and break up this fight? Do we really need these two beating the hell out of each other again?
Damien Kutcher: Nah. Let them keep fighting for a little bit. Maybe that will pull their heads out of their asses so they can get down to business. Plus, it doesn’t hurt seeing Donovan get brought back down to earth a little bit.
Xander Payne: I normally won’t agree with you two dumbasses, but I am willing to make an exception this time because I do agree with all of that.
(Xander and Showtime stay back and watch the two Brand Warfare captains beat the hell out of each other. Now the fight is less one sided as Donovan is starting to fight back against Daryl. They keep fighting for a bit longer before Xander shakes his head.)
Xander Payne: Alright, I think we had enough fun. I guess we should break these two up.
(Showtime acquiesce and the three try to break Donovan and Daryl apart. Seconds later, we see EAW Officials come into the locker room and help separate Donovan and Daryl. It’s easy to see that the hatred between Donovan and Daryl has reached a fever pitch.)
Donovan Duke: You motherfucker! You have some nerve!! You need to fucking remember that I am in charge of this team!!
Daryl Kinkade: FUCK YOU, BRUV!! I am done with this shit. I am taking the lead of this team now!
Donovan Duke: YOU!?! Why you!!
Daryl Kinkade: Because I am the other captain of this team and you fucking SUCK, bruv.
Donovan Duke: I SUCK?!?! YOU ASSHOLE! I AM GOING TO RIP YOUR HEAD OFF AFTER WE WIN THIS MATCH!!
Daryl Kinkade: BRING IT ON CRAZY!!
(Xander, Showtime, and the EAW Officials are trying to keep these two from killing each other before the camera shot moves over to Silas Mason, who is just standing in the background watching all of this unfold with a smile on his face as the camera shot fades elsewhere.)
(Backstage….
Inside the offices of Kennedy Street, the gorgeous General Manager of Showdown, she paces back and forth as an important Marquee Live Event in Territorial Invasion is on the horizon. But she has been having trouble with none other than Silas World. They have attacked quite a few roster members, not to mention being a thorn on her side and making threats to make sure that there is indeed a presence by Silas World and especially Pandora Paisley. Kennedy sighs as the door opens and it is Silas Mason who walks in, right behind him is Pandora Paisley.)
Kennedy Street: What do you want, Silas? Kennie is busy and you are not welcomed in my office. Last week was made loud and clear, so you shouldn’t have anything to say because what Kennie said is final.
Silas Mason: Nothing is final. Besides, I think we need to talk Kennedy because this is something that you want to hear, because in truth, you and I both know that you’re losing grip.
Kennedy Street: Don’t think so Silas. Showdown has been stronger than ever and that is not going to change just because you have some people that follow you and actually brainwashed this promising wrestler who will one day be a top champion on the EAW whether it is in singles or tag team again. What we have is the perfect example of what you do with all your clients, sell them the dream and they live the nightmare.
Silas Mason: Funny that you say that because that is not really accurate. See, what you are right now is teetering on that edge, Kennedy. We have the power, we control what happens around here, and yet you think that the little stunt at Pain For Pride was going to stop us. Or the Donovan not winning the Answers World Championship, or wanting to bring us down and yet our contract was ironclad, and we were going to be here whether you liked it or not. What I am going to say is simple, Kennedy, you had the chance to put my Silas World was supposed to be a part of War Games and the entire Territorial Invasion, but YOU took that away from us!
(Kennedy just stands there with her arms folded. Just know just how much Silas can manipulate a situation. Silas took her to the World Championship, but she remembers how he was, and at the same time, she could only imagine what Pandora went through.)
Kennedy Street: Silas, do you think that Kennie doesn’t know you? Sure, back then you definitely sounded better because of why? Kennie was young., Wanting to succeed, what was this, 2015? Ten years ago, Silas? Kennie was what? 25 years old? Now in my mid-thirties, Kennie has seen a lot more and know how things work. But your behavior and that of your group will not be tolerated, honey. Pandora will NOT be at Territorial Invasion. Brianna is in Divide and Conquer, Harper is defending her championship and Donovan is in Brand Warfare. You need to stop because she could have been in War Games, Pandora could have had a great match at the MLE, but YOU created this.
(Pandora had heard enough, and she stands in front of Silas Mason.)
Pandora Paisley: After everything that I have done for you, the way that I protected you, Kennedy! I took a bloody bullet for you, love! I deserve to be in the War Games! I should be there, NOT impact! That old fuck didn’t even bother to drop a promo last week on Voltage and yet you want to reward that wanker!? You damn well know how hard I bloody work!
Kennedy Street: Pandora…. Kennie doesn’t know what bullshit that man and Regan had fed you that night when they caused you to LOSE and dragged you out of the arena unconscious. But Kennie can tell you this, they are lies, honey! Yes, Silas can take anyone to a World Championship, he has proven it time and time again, and he will screw you over just like he has done everyone else! But I will say this, with The Last Stand coming up, you better be ready honey!
Pandora Paisley: I better be ready? No, Kennedy, you better be, because when I am ready, when I choose to do so, I don’t give a shit whether it is Veena Adams or Jake Smith, I WILL be the Answers World Champion.
Kennedy Street: After what you did to Auburn, I should suspend you.
Pandora Paisley: FUCKING TR –
(But before she could finish, Silas was right there to stop her not wanting for his Hellcat to get suspended or do something that she would regret.)
Silas Mason: I think we have had enough here tonight. But I want you to know something Kennedy, at Territorial Invasion Donovan will lead Brand Warfare to victory. Harper Lee will walk out as the National Elite Champion. Brianna Hill will make sure that Showdown Divides and Conquers. Finally, MY Hellcat will make her presence felt, trust me on that Kennedy because she WILL be on the Marquee Live Event. You know damn well what we are capable of, and if you are not very careful, we will easily, and I mean easily make sure to make your life a living hell.
Kennedy Street: Try me, Silas. Because in the end, honey, Kennedy has always gotten her way no matter the circumstance. And if you think for one second that Kennie and Showdown are afraid of you, think again. Oh, and one more thing…. Ophelia… what does your mom and brother think about you now, honey.
(The Hellcats green eyes just flare up as she gets right in Kennedy’s face. Silas starts to pull her away and whispers something in her ear aa she nods and walks out. All Silas does is smile at Kennedy as he leaves behind Pandora leaving the General Manager looking on in anger and disgust before it fades to a commercial break.
(The camera fades into #Hashtag’s TikTok stream.)
Clayton Golde: Wow look at everyone coming in! Thank you for joining us!
Bridget Bridget: We love you all so much! Give us money!
Clayton Golde: Come on Bridget we gotta be more subtle than that…
Bridget Bridget: No we don’t! These idiots won’t understand unless you are blunt with them!
Clayton Golde: That’s true… Of course we are not talking about YOU specifically… It’s… all the others!!!
Brianna Hill: Oh my god shut the hell up! This is not what we are here for…
(Clayton turns his phone around to reveal the rest of Showdown’s team having gathered backstage as they are meeting and discussing and preparing for Territorial Invasion together.)
Brianna Hill: Alright listen up. As the team captain-
Vincent Mondrian: ???
Brianna Hill: Is there a problem Vincent?
Vincent Mondrian: Thank you for asking Brianna. You called yourself the team captain which is in fact complete bullshit. Who the fuck put you in charge?
Brianna Hill: Well it is simple Vinny. I am the most qualified of course. So you would be very smart to shut up and follow my lead as I lead Showdown to glorious victory over Crynasty.
Bridget Bridget: #Crynasty
Clayton Golde: Buy our #Crynasty merch available now on our official store!
Brianna Hill: Whatever. Now back to business. Now that you all have accepted me as your leader we can begin to prepare for this match. Now I really have no work to do on my own in terms of preparing for this match. I’m ready for it. You all on the other hand… My god… There’s a lot of work that needs to be done before Territorial Invasion. But don’t worry!
Matthew Kazama: …
Brianna Hill: I said DON’T worry Matthew! Because if you all follow my lead and embrace Silas World you simply cannot lose!!!
Vincent Mondrian: Silas Mason? First we have to listen to you and now we have to listen to Silas? Who the hell put you in charge?
Brianna Hill: I thought we had already gone over this Vincent… Are you deaf? Or stupid? You are the only one who has a problem with this. It’s democracy Vinny. I’m sorry that you didn’t get your way but ask around. Everyone else wants me in charge and everyone knows that Silas Mason is a genius who has brought success and unlimited potential out of everyone he has ever surrounded himself with.
Vincent Mondrian: Well I don’t want you in charge. And nobody else does either.
Clayton Golde: That’s not true! I want Brianna as Captain! She’s great!
Bridget Bridget: She has some weird fashion choices… And don’t get me started on how Silas Mason dresses… But I mean they make it work! I can respect that! And Brianna try to show off that ass a little more for the camera. Our livestream chat is just loving how you look right now!!! <3 <3 <3
Brianna Hill: And what about you Matthew? Are you going to accept Silas Mason as your lord and savior or are you going to bitch and cry like Vinny over here and waste everyone’s time?
Matthew Kazama: I really don’t care at all. You can be in charge. Vincent can be in charge. I don’t care who is in charge. I’m just excited for this big opportunity. I am going to be on one of the biggest MLE’s of the entire year here in EAW. That’s a huge opportunity for me. I am going to do whatever it takes to win and I am going to make a name for myself out there.
Brianna Hill: You know Matthew… Well… Actually I can respect that. It sounds like everyone except for Vincent’s bitch ass is on my side. So tough luck Vinny. You loser go sit in the corner. Cry more. Pout like a little bitch but you are not going to be in charge. I am. Now let’s have the entire world focus on me just as they should.
(Brianna Hill steps in front of Clayton and Bridget’s phones as they continue to live stream to the entire world.)
Brianna Hill: Listen up Crynasty. You are all stupid losers and at Territorial Invasion… we WILL Divide and Conquer!
Vincent Mondrian: Yeah good luck with that Brianna. You trash ass hoe. You already have this team divided because you are treating it all as a big project to inflate your ego. Meanwhile under my leadership we would be focused on what really matters and that is focusing on the in-ring aspect of success and proving that we are the superior athletes and wrestlers in this game.
Brianna Hill: And you think I can’t do that?
Vincent Mondrian: Not as well as I can. Come here Clayton. Let me show you something.
(Clayton Golde approaches Vincent Mondrian who grabs him by the arm and immediately drags him down to the mat into an Armbar. Clayton screams and thrashes around before tapping out.)
Bridget Bridget: NO! LET HIM GO!
(Bridget Bridget covers the camera until Vincent lets Clayton Golde go.)
Clayton Golde: What the hell Vincent? I wasn’t ready!!!
Vincent Mondrian: See. Look at how easily I can take a man and submit him to my mercy. I have reaped Clayton’s soul here tonight and at Territorial Invasion I shall do the same to everyone on Team Dynasty. Because fuck Dynasty.
Brianna Hill: Oooh an armbar. Real scary Vincent. I’m sorry but your rest holds and chain wrestling won’t do much at Territorial Invasion. But Silas Mason? When he slides a steel chair into the ring and I bash someone’s skull open and bleed them out in the ring? That’s going to be what really wins the match.
Vincent Mondrian: Looks like you think you need to cheat to win Brianna? Sad! I need no such crutches. A man of my skill level will win by tapping out the opposition and when they tap out and give up I will still not stop because I am just that thorough.
Brianna Hill: And then you will get disqualified dumbass.
Vincent Mondrian: You are the one talking about Silas sliding in chairs and shit. You are going to get us disqualified!
Matthew Kazama: Isn’t this a No DQ match?
Brianna and Vincent: Shut the fuck up Matthew!
Brianna and Vincent: I SHOULD BE CAPTAIN!!!
Bridget Bridget: Damn this is the drama I like to see! And so do our subscribers! We should do a celebrity boxing match with these two!
Clayton Golde: Good idea Bridget. But aren’t we supposed to be working together to fight the other teams and not fighting each other?
Bridget Bridget: Oh yeah…
(Vincent and Brianna continue arguing as the scene fades out.)
(The camera cuts to a commercial featuring the FCC announcing an investigation into EAW’s un-American activities.)
(Showdown came back from commercials as the camera focused towards the ring, where Alana Starr herself stood at the center, she stepped back and raised the microphone up to her lips. The reaction is mixed towards Alana but compared to when she first arrived and everything that has happened since then, it is a great improvement as Alana lets out a bit of a confident but cocky smile.)
Alana Starr: Thank you, thank you! I hope all of you are enjoying the show so far too! It has been a very stressful job TRYING to control these Elitists from tearing each other apart right before such an important event for this brand, but you know what? I believe I have done a good job so far myself, and guess what? Right now, I will CONTINUE to do a good job! For I will successfully mediate this contract signing and make sure nothing happens! Now please, let’s welcome our challenger and champion to the ring!
(The camera focuses then towards the entrance ramp, as “For Heaven’s Sake” by 16 Horsepower plays to a mostly negative reaction, the lights dim and spotlights shine down towards the entrance ramp as Solomon Stane came out himself from the darkness, wearing a suit for the occasion, as right by his side stood Trixie Stane herself in a beautiful black dress and a dangerous smile on her face as Solomon walked forward, his expression one of focus but hidden rage beneath it all.)
Gavin Kirkland: Now, I am not a people’s person, but I can see from here that the man is pretty angry!
Eve: I think anybody would be angry having to deal with someone of the likes of Harper Lee.
Gavin Kirkland: You are trying to slander my National Elite Champion?!
Deadprez: She has taken every chance to sneak attack Solomon from behind, man. It is clear that the dude is pretty angry about it, and he is itching now to get his hands on her, but it seems that for once he wants to try and look civil for this contract signing.
(Solomon arrives in the ring, and as the gentleman he is, he pushes down the rope for Trixie to enter inside. He follows through and then he walks over, the towering man grabbing his seat and then sitting down upon it, just as Trixie stands behind him. It is then that “Sweet Dreams” by Eurythmics plays on the speakers, and the whole arena is filled with loud boos. Harper Lee walks right out with a disgruntled expression on her face, she really didn’t bother as she came out wearing a combo of her own merch with a black skirt and ankle boots. She raises the National Elite Championship up to the sky all while Silas Mason trails right behind her and then hypes her up, she lets it rest back in her shoulder and she walks forward, ignoring the people booing her and simply focused on the contract signing.)
Gavin Kirkland: Look at my unbothered goat! As the young kids like to say, the slay is immaculate!
Eve: Ew.
Deadprez: Same. Harper Lee has been trying to go at this match the way that we all know what Harper likes to go with, being incredibly annoying and trying to take the easy route every time, and then denying every fault of her own. I do wonder what she will try to pull this time.
(Harper arrives at the ring, and this time Silas is the gentleman, pushing down the ropes for her to enter. He follows through as Harper takes her own seat, crossing one leg over the other and keeping the championship on her shoulder, glaring right at Solomon as Silas stands right behind her. Her theme dies down and now Alana speaks on the microphone.)
Alana Starr: Lady, gentleman! As I have already stated! I want peace to be settled for this week, leave the fighting for next week! Now, if anyone wants to give their message first-
Harper Lee: Yeah, I obviously will.
(The crowd boos in response as Harper grabs one of the microphones from the table and she raises up her voice.)
Harper Lee: Can we get serious for a moment and acknowledge the psycho that is right in front of me? I know that due to my greatness all of you get jealous and have to boo someone from being more successful than you, but really?! Me over the religion obsessed freak? I am tired of having to say over and over again how I continue to be correct on my predictions, and then get booed for, you know, being a good wrestler! Something that Solomon here took almost what, 3 or 4 years to get? You think I am scared of such a man like you? No, it is simply strategy. Every single attack matters to show that I can take you down, despite the size advantage. Because I am better than you in every single way at the end of the day! No matter how long the drought lasts for me, I will find myself back on the top due to that greatness, and I will reign above all as long as I want. I am the best National Elite Champion of all time, not named Donovan Duke obviously, and I will do whatever it takes to walk out as your National Elite Champion yet again. And yet again Solomon Stane will find himself with both shoulders on the mat like the loser that he is.
Harper Lee: And oh, by the way, God doesn’t exist. Hope that helps.
(There is a huge wave of boos after that one and Harper leans against her chair happily, going against people’s religion definitely set a lot of people off. Silas grabs the contract and looks it over as Solomon grabs his own microphone, his own expression not shifting in the slightest as he speaks down upon it.)
Solomon Stane: You are a troubled woman in every possible way, Harper Lee. More content with trying to dirty my name to the people when yours is covered in filth. How long will you continue to lie to yourself and to everyone else that may hold the faintest love for such a heartless individual? I truly can not wrap my mind around the existence of someone like Harper Lee. If me sending such messages to you, get you so worked up? Then hell, what will actually happen inside of the ring? You have to rely upon the machinations of the mind and manipulate it to all of your liking, but I know really well what I am right now. A guide to those who can’t see the path in front of them. And also a liberator to wash away the sins of the sinful. You are plagued with sins in every possible way. And it is my own duty to get rid of every single one. I will dominate you and then destroy you so that the title of champion can be put on my name as well. While hopefully, in the process, you can believe in the existence of gods, and you realize that you are looking at one right now.
(Solomon sets the microphone down, Harper very much rolling her eyes at such a statement. Once Silas finishes reviewing the contract, he lets Harper grab the pen and then sign it. She shoves it towards Solomon. Trixie takes her own time as well to review it and look it over before she lets Solomon grab the pen too and sign it down. Once he signs, Harper gets off her chair and is ready to go, but for some reason lingers and looks right at Trixie, as she steps forward in confidence.)
Trixie Stane: What do you want-
Eve: HARPER LEE SUDDENLY CLOCKED TRIXIE RIGHT ACROSS THE HEAD WITH HER CHAMPIONSHIP!
Deadprez: SOLOMON IMMEDIATELY EXPLODES! HE GRABS THE TABLE AND THEN HE THROWS IT RIGHT OVER ONTO HARPER! HARPER GOES DOWN! ALL WHILE SOLOMON TURNS HIMSELF TOWARDS SILAS MASON!
Gavin Kirkland: SILAS! GET OUT OF THERE!
Eve: Silas is slowly being backed up here against the corner, Solomon not giving him any leeway of escaping!
Deadprez: HARPER GRABS ONE OF THE CHAIRS AND THEN SHE SLAMS IT RIGHT ACROSS SOLOMON’S BACK, STOPPING HIM FROM ATTACKING SILAS! AS SILAS MOVES THROUGH THE ROPES AND RUNS AWAY!
Eve: Solomon stumbles from the chair shot, in pain but still up, as he then turns… AND HARPER TRIES TO SLAM THE CHAIR AT HIS HEAD!
Gavin Kirkland: AND SOLOMON CATCHES THE CHAIR WITH HIS BARE HANDS!!!
Eve: HARPER’S EYES WIDEN IN SHOCK, AS SOLOMON THROWS THE CHAIR AWAY AND THEN GRASPS ONTO HER THROAT! YET AGAIN HARPER IS LIFTED UP AS HIGH AS POSSIBLE!
Deadprez: “TRIUMPH OF TRUTH” RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!! YET AGAIN SOLOMON GIVING HARPER SOME OF HER OWN MEDICINE!
(The crowd responds with cheers after such a sight, as Solomon stands on his own two feet. “For Heaven’s Sake” plays once more, standing over Harper in victory for a few seconds before finally turning and moving towards Trixie. He grabs his hurt wife and then lifts her up unto his arms, Solomon moving through the ropes and then calmly leaving the ring as he carries Trixie in his arms. All while the camera turns to see the laid out Harper in the middle of the ring as Solomon walks away in the distance, and the camera fades away from there.)
( The camera fades back to the ring. The lights dim red before bursting into crimson strobes as ‘RED THUNDER’ by Butcher Babies hits. The crowd erupts in a mix of cheers as the Universal Women’s Champion, Ms. Extreme, struts out with the championship over her shoulder. She smirks, soaking in the reaction as she makes her way down the ramp. )
Eve: Here comes the
Universal Women’s Champion, Ms. Extreme, and she has had plenty to say about
her opponent Daniella Atlas over the past few weeks.
Deadprez: That’s because
Ms. Extreme tells it like it is! Daniella might have the size, the
intimidation, the look but Ms. Extreme has the experience and the gold to back
it all up! After many physical and verbal, back and forths Ms. Extreme is
looking to get the final word before her match with Daniella at Territorial
Invasion.
Ms. Extreme steps into
the ring, lifts her championship high, and demands a microphone. The music
fades, and she paces with a smirk before raising the mic.
Ms. Extreme: I know you
guys are looking forward to Territorial Invasion, I’m on that boat with ya. But
before we look into the future, where I whoop Daniella’s ass. I want to take a
look at the last for a second. Look back at last week, specifically. Because
there, the entire world got a front row seat to watch Daniella Atlas expose
herself for exactly what I’ve been saying all along…a fraud. You all saw it.
Crying, whining, screaming all up in arms because I cost her a match she was
never going to win in the first place. Daniella wasn’t beating Minerva. Hell,
Daniella can’t even beat her own insecurities. Yet she wants you all to believe
she’s ready to carry this title? To carry MY title? A title I’ve had to put
blood, sweat, and tears on the road back to earn THIS! So for Daniella to come
at my neck, to come at my title, to believe herself ready to hold this
responsibility. Well, I’ll be the last person she hears this from…SHE IS NOT.
( She plays towards the
crowd for a moment, starting to pace before going back on the microphone. )
Ms. Extreme: It doesn’t
matter what fairytales Daniella tells herself, it doesn’t matter how much she
stomps around pretending to be the “next big thing.” The fact is, I’m the
champion. I’ve been the champion. And come Territorial Invasion, when the lights
are brightest, when all of you are hoping for some miracle? The story ends the
same way it always does, Ms. Extreme leaves with this title, and nobody…nobody
can stop me.
( The crowd pops as ‘My
mind is a Mountain’ by Deftones hits. Daniella Atlas steps out onto the stage,
looking pissed and laser-focused, microphone in hand. She stares a hole through
Ms. Extreme before walking down to the apron. )
Gavin Kirkland: Ohh my
god! The power, the presence, the beauty of Daniella Atlas! If I wasn’t already
weak at the knees…
Eve: Keep it
professional, Gavin. Daniella is walking with purpose right now.
( Daniella slides into
the ring, standing face-to-face with Ms. Extreme. The crowd buzzes with
anticipation as Daniella raises the mic slowly. )
Daniella Atlas: Real
original, I have heard all of this over and over especially from you. You think
last week was me being exposed? No, Camille. Last week, you showed your fear.
Because the second I started climbing, the second I started proving I could
outfight and outlast anyone, including our Women’s Champion. You did what you
always do, you cut the legs out before you could be exposed. You showed the
entire world that I was capable and you couldn’t handle that. You never could,
everytime you see me it’s yet another reminder that the clock is ticking. On
your reign, on your slippery hold on this division, and that the future has
already arrived to replace you.
( She steps closer,
practically nose-to-nose now. )
Daniella Atlas: You can
call me a fraud all you want, it won’t change what’s going to happen to you
when I take your Championship away. You can stand there with that fake smile
and pretend this championship makes you untouchable. But at Territorial Invasion,
the real fraud gets unmasked. Our Champion, so-called. She doesn’t walk out at
all. Because I am going to break you down, and when I’m done, you’ll be the
same sad washed up woman you were prior to Pain for Pride.
( The crowd roars as
Daniella lowers the mic. Ms. Extreme chuckles coldly, shaking her head with a
smile before suddenly lunging forward with a cheap shot! The crowd gasps as she
swings, but Daniella blocks it, firing back with a stiff forearm! Ms. Extreme
staggers back as Daniella unloads on her with heavy strikes, rocking the
champion! )
Eve: Daniella was ready
for her! Ms. Extreme thought she’d catch her slipping but the challenger isn’t
having it!
( Daniella whips Ms.
Extreme into the ropes and looks for a big boot, but Ms. Extreme ducks under
and snatches her championship belt off the mat. As Daniella turns back, Ms.
Extreme blasts her right between the eyes with the Universal Women’s Title!
Daniella crumbles to the canvas, rolling out of the ring clutching her head. )
Deadprez: What did I tell
you?! That’s the difference maker! That’s why Ms. Extreme is the champion! That
experience is going to bite Daniella in the butt, I’m telling you right now!
( Ms. Extreme drops to
the mat, rolls toward the ropes with a sick grin. She slides out of the ring,
clutching her championship tightly against her chest as she backs up the ramp.
The camera cuts to Daniella on the floor, furious, holding her head as she
glares back up at Ms. Extreme. )
Eve: Daniella had the
upper hand but Ms. Extreme’s veteran instincts, cheap as they may be, did turn
the tide and gave Ms. Extreme the last laugh until Territorial Invasion.
Gavin Kirkland: That was
prettyhot.
Eve: Oh, shut up.
( The last shot is Ms.
Extreme raising the title high on the stage, smirking down at Daniella as the
crowd boos thunderously. Daniella slowly gets to her feet, still glaring, still
seething, promising retribution with just her expression as the segment fades
out. )
(We have returned from the final commercial break of the evening. The camera shot is focused on the currently quiet and empty ringside area. The silence doesn’t last for very long as the sounds of ‘LIKE WEEZY’ by Playboi Carti start playing throughout the arena. The crowd starts cheering loudly as the Showdown War Games trio of Hall of Famer Impact, former World Champion Bea Valentine, and Team Captain and Former World Champion Joso enter the arena. The trio have a strong look of solidarity as they look at each other and nod before they head to the ring.)
Gina Romano: Ladies and gentlemen! At this time, please welcome to the ring EAW HALL OF FAMER IMPACT, BEA VALENTINE, AND JOSO! They are… TEAM WAR GAMES!!
Deadprez: Here comes the Showdown War Games team and you can tell by the looks on their faces that these three are a well oiled machine and they are ready for battle next week in the War Games match. Our Brand Warfare team should take lessons from our War Games team.
Gavin Kirkland: Will you stop that!! Don’t talk about Brand Warfare like that, but I will agree that our War Games team is looking amazing. They are going to be very hard to beat when it comes to War Games next weekend.
Eve: Showdown is the only brand that has three former World Champions on its War Games team. So all three know exactly what it takes to be successful and all three know the trial and tribulations a person has to go through in order to be at and stay at the top. But we can’t get too ahead of ourselves. The other two brands have some strong teams themselves.
Gavin Kirkland: In other words… SHOWDOWN RULES!!! WOOOOOOOO! GO SHOWDOWN!!
Deadprez: Oh for the love of gawd, dawg. Showdown isn’t exactly pleased after what went down on Showdown last week. Right now, let’s send it to the ring and hear what they have to say.
(The War Games team each grab a microphone from the timekeeper’s area before they enter the ring. Joso’s entrance music has faded off but the crowd is still cheering loudly for this very intense and very successful trio. After a moment, the crowd dies down so the War Games team can speak.)
Joso: Before I talk about anything else, I am just going to get straight to the point. You are looking at a strong Showdown team. You are looking at a unified Showdown team. You are looking at a team who is ready to go to WAR NEXT WEEKEND!!!
(The crowd starts cheering loudly at the fact of the Showdown team standing as strong as ever as the head into a very dangerous match.)
Joso: Of course the thing that is on everybody’s mind is all the bullshit that went down last week. That wasn’t exactly a high point of our week, but we are damn sure not gonna let it throw us off our game. Sorry, Dynasty. You are going to have to do a lot more than that to get into our heads. Besides, we are not a team who is going to get mad about something stupid like that… we are the team that will get EVEN!
(The crowd continues to cheer for the trio in the ring because they are excited to see what they will do to get a little payback from last week’s mess.)
Joso: You got to love how this is the time of year where all three brands battle it out for the sake of bragging rights and brand supremacy, especially since next weekend is Territorial Invasion. You know what? I can’t tell you how great I feel being able to participate at Territorial Invasion MLE this year considering that I was supposed to participate at the event last year, but that was all ruined thanks to Andre Walker’s flaky ass.
Joso: But now I find myself in a bigger and better position this year and this year I am looking to lead this successful and powerful team all the way to VICTORY!!
(The crowd is giving Joso a positive reaction as he has a pleased look on his face before he takes a step back and lets Bea Valentine have a chance to speak.)
Bea Valentine: Since the season started, I haven’t exactly been on what you would call the best of rolls. But my main objective, regardless of what position I might find myself in, is to get myself back into the championship conversation and eventually hold Championship Gold once more.
Bea Valentine: And you already know that your Empress of Elite is the type of person who will do absolutely ANYTHING to get myself back in the title hunt. If that means that I am going to have to go to war to get to where I want to be, then I will go to WAR!!
Bea Valentine: Believe me when I say that I am not necessarily the person whose bad side you want to get on. But if you are trying to do anything you can to make sure that I don’t get back into the title hunt, then you best believe that I am going to do everything within my power to make sure all of your plans go tits up. Dynasty. Voltage. It doesn’t matter to me. All will fall at the feet of Queen Bea and Team Showdown.
Bea Valentine: I was part of the War Games match last year, but it feels different this time around. A better kind of different. A difference in the way that this team is more of a united front in comparison to last year’s team of the fiasco of one man and his power struggle. Since we are a union, you definitely need to watch out.
(The crowd is getting firmly behind the Blue Brand Trio in War Games as Bea decides to take a step back now and let the Hall of Famer and 10 Time former World Champion Impact step up and address the crowd and their opposition.)
Impact: When you look at this team in the ring, it’s safe to say that I am the veteran. The man who has been there, done that, and won it all on numerous occasions. That also means I know exactly what it takes in order to win a match of this magnitude.
Impact: When we reach Territorial Invasion, what will be standing across from us will be two very hungry teams ready to fight tooth and nail. Ready to bleed and ready to risk injury in order to win. In order to keep me away from being the best in the business again, they will have to want it more than me. Want it more than US.
Impact: After what happened to us last week, we are not exactly in the best of moods and we are sick of the bullshit. Regardless of that, when we enter War Games, we will not only get payback for that attack, we will bring home victory to the Showdown brand for the second year in a row. Becaus–
(Showdown is cut off by the sounds of the crowd absolutely erupting. Showdown looks around for a moment before a spotlight starts shining on one side of the arena showing that the Voltage War Games team is here.)
Eve: Well look who is here. We should have seen this coming considering you can’t bring up a team and not expect them to show up. Voltage’s War Games team is on Showdown! Captain Drake Armstrong alongside Mr. Cash in the Vault Hans Grayson and Mr. 24/7 Kai Rabeaux are staring down at the Showdown team.
(Not five seconds after Eve finishes her sentence, another spotlight starts shining on the opposite side of the arena and the crowd erupts even more when they see that Dynasty’s War Games team is here as well.)
Gavin Kirkland: OH, MY GAWD!! DYNASTY’S WAR GAMES TEAM IS BACK AGAIN ON SHOWDOWN!! LOOK AT OUR STRONG AND SUCCESSFUL BOSS MAN AND TEAM CAPTAIN METHUSELAH ALONGSIDE DRAKE KING AND BRAE!! WOOOOOOO! GO BOSS MAN!!
Deadprez: You are such a kiss ass, dawg.
Eve: It’s kind of sickening to watch don’t you think?
Gavin Kirkland: There is nothing wrong to show strong support for your boss as he goes into battle.
Eve: Against your own damn brand!!
Deadprez: You’re right. It is sickening to watch, but what isn’t going to be sickening to watch is the infamous War Games match that will take place next weekend. Three very strong teams going into battle for bragging rights and the chance to bring home superiority to their brand. We are all out of time for tonight, but next week, be ready for battle as we head towards Territorial Invasion. For Eve and Gavin Kirkland, I am Deadprez, dawg. Good night everybody!!
(The final shot shows all three teams cutting from Dynasty, to Voltage, and then to Showdown all in the midst of a staredown with the others as the camera shot fades to black….)
(EAW Logo Buzzes….)
