Showdown

(EAW intro plays)

(Showdown opens up with the recap of the show last week. After hearing both Veena and Bea, Kennedy announces Veena will now fight as well for the Answers World Championship at Pain for Pride. Harper Lee defeats Cynthia Valice, Cynthia stands tall over Grace and the Masked Person. Harper and Silas look for Donovan. Later, Grace and Cynthia call in their own shot for Clayton Golde, so Clayton will defend the New Breed Championship against Brianna, Grace and Cynthia. Impact defeats CMZ. Akari versus Joso is made official for Fighting Spirit. And in the main event, Halsey Neel, Daryl Kinkade and Pandora Paisley defeat Jake Smith, Caroline and Damien Kutcher, with Pandora pinning Jake and ending the show with her rising the Answers World Championship.)

(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 SSE Arena in Belfast, Ireland. Fireworks shoot out of the entrance stage as the camera pans around the excited crowd cheering loudly. The camera ends up panning over to the commentary table with Deadprez, Gavin Kirkland and Sienna Swann, as they eventually speak up.)

Deadprez: WELCOMEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! TO SATURDAY NIGHT SHOWDOWN! OH YEAH, DAWG! We are officially in the go-home show towards Fighting Spirit! 

Gavin Kirkland: AND TONIGHT WE HAVE-… no matches.

Sienna Swann: We don’t, sweetie. But we will also check in with all of our Showdown wrestlers as they prepare for the Fighting Spirit, and we go in the last stretch before reaching Pain for Pride.

Gavin Kirkland: But you know who is next? OUR BEAUTIFUL KENNEDY STREET! WOOOOO! LET’S START OFF THIS SHOW!

(The cameras turned slowly now as “HER” by Megan Thee Stallion plays on the speakers, a huge wave of cheers ringing out the entire arena. Kennedy Street moves forward and then stands on top of the entrance stage, a confident grin appears on her face, beautiful dress and makeup on point, she takes in the support of the crowd for herself before finally walking forward towards the ring.)

Gina Romano: PLEASE WELCOME, YOUR SHOWDOWN GENERAL MANAGER, KENNEDYYY STREEEETTT!!!!

Gavin Kirkland: KENNIEEEEEEEEEEE!!! I HAVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!

Deadprez: She is here every week, dawg, she didn’t go anywhere.

Gavin Kirkland: Even if I don’t see her for a week, it feels like years to me.

Sienna Swann: What a primadonna.

Deadprez: Well, a lot of people are happy to see Kennedy Street either way! Good to see that she is in a great mood as we head closer towards Pain for Pride, it has been a hectic couple of weeks, hell, even months for everyone around here so everyone is wishing that things go right.

Gavin Kirkland: With the people in EAW? No way!

(Kennedy finally arrives towards the ring, walking up the steel steps and then stepping through the ropes, she poses over in the middle of the ring for a few moments, once more letting the people feed into the moment, as her microphone rises, and she speaks right into it.)

Kennedy Street: Kennie is quite happy to see all of you as well!

Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Kennedy Street: Oh, honey… all of you really don’t know how much of a battle this past season has been, for me and for the other wrestlers that are in my brand, it has truly humbled me in many ways and has shown me how stressful and how hard a job as the General Manager can be, especially having to deal with both old and new enemies left and right, trying to keep the message of what this brand truly means in the eyes of so many people that watch us. But I think, even with all of the chaos shown, even with all of the attempts at trying to end someone’s career, the many people we have seen fail and crash trying to be someone, the meaning of the phrase I think still remains. We Wrestle here in Showdown, despite all of the headaches, despite everything bad that may go your way, and truly, it has been a pleasure having to show up, scream and order people around, and make this show for you all watching.

Crowd: KENNEDY! KENNEDY! KENNEDY! KENNEDY! KENNEDY!

(Kennedy looks around at the people chanting and she does give a kind smile in response but she quickly focuses and once more a confident expression appears on her face.)

Kennedy Street: Ah well, enough of the sappy note! Kennie knows you want to hear more news about your favorite wrestlers, so she will give it to you. It is Pain for Pride season, and honey, everyone is seeking the thrills, and looking to get their share in! So I am looking to give you everything and more! Let me talk about our second Cash in the Vault Qualifier Match! As we have already seen, our first competitor of Showdown has been established, and even though Kennie is very vocal about the group that he is a part in, he has achieved his spot in the match. Vincent Mondrian is the first Showdown competitor for the Cash in the Vault.

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

(Kennedy takes a moment to let the people get their feelings out before she resumes.)

Kennedy Street: But who will be our second participant, you may be asking yourself? For a match such as this one, there should be someone that stands out amongst the crowd, someone that brings a presence to the match no others can bring, and believe me, honey, I do have some ideas as to who should be in that match… but I will keep those secrets to myself. I will not name who will be in that match until after Fighting Spirit, so you have another thing to look forward to as the last stretch towards Pain for Pride begins.

Kennedy Street: Now, with that out of the way-

(At that moment “We’re All Mad Here” by Aberdeen is Dead plays to the surprise of many, boos and cheers ring out all over the arena as none other than Impact strolls out towards the stage. Kennedy looks confused for a moment as she sees this, Impact taking some time for himself, to look at the people watching before spreading his arms out, pyro shooting right out of the entrance stage and then moving forward, only focusing on the ring in front of him.)

Gavin Kirkland: Now what does the old man want?!

Sienna Swann: You better take good care of your hair before calling someone else old, Gavin!

Gavin Kirkland: I have plenty of beauty products! I make sure to take good care of myself so that I can be with whatever woman I want!

Deadprez: At least you don’t stink, but back to it, Impact has suddenly come out during Kennedy’s speech! After bouncing back last week with a win, the path to Pain for Pride for Impact looks unclear, but it is clear that he has some thoughts in his mind if he is interrupting Kennedy right now.

(Impact finally enters the ring, microphone in his own hand as well. The music dies down, Impact looks directly towards Kennedy and he speaks with a confident but serious tone.)

Impact: I am not going to waste your time, and I definitely won’t waste the time of the other people here who have spent their hard earned money to be here at Showdown, but I’ll be damned if when I don’t speak up, you do not stop what you are doing and listen to what I have to say. Even when it feels like I have fucked up enough times to not even be given a chance in the first place to tell my own story, but my story will continue to be written, it will continue to be shown to many of the wrestlers of the next generation. But while I am still here, while I still have enough left in the tank, let me be the one that writes it. I will write my victories but I will also write as many losses as I suffer so that I have enough strength to write one more accolade, one more championship, one more moment for that living legend.

Impact: Tell me then, Kennedy, why won’t you let me do that? Why am I not at Fighting Spirit?

(Impact suddenly throws that question towards Kennedy. She stands there, almost thoughtful for a moment, trying to process the words that Impact told her before she slowly shakes her head.)

Kennedy Street: Karl, I cannot give you all of the answers. And even though that statement you gave was sweet, I can’t solve it all. You have to be one to find your path towards Pain for Pride, and I am sure that you will be able to find it. And so with that…

(Kennedy gives the signal and once more “HER” plays on the speakers. Kennedy turns and then walks away, leaving the ring, as Impact is suddenly left dumbfounded after he heard that.)

Deadprez: Wow, the General Manager laying it on thick.

Gavin Kirkland: You better believe that Kennedy won’t easily hold another person’s hand, she told Impact straight up, you have to find your path to Pain for Pride yourself!

(Kennedy then walks away and up the ramp, waving goodbye towards the people as she leaves, but Impact is left there standing in the ring, completely silent, thinking to himself at the words that Kennedy just said to him. And as he contemplates all in his lonesome, Showdown fades away to commercials.)

(The camera fades back into the arena as the crowd erupts in cheers. “LIKE WEEZY” by Playboi Carti blasts through the speakers as Joso steps out onto the stage dressed in all black with sunglasses over his eyes. He nods to himself before making his way down the ramp confidently, taking in the reaction from the crowd. Joso enters the ring and motions for a microphone before pacing around slowly. The crowd continues cheering loudly while Joso leans against the ropes for a moment.)

Joso: Let me speak

honestly, because that is all I know how to do. Because while I can acknowledge

the fact that I didn’t win Grand Rampage, and have come to terms with it. I was

THIS close. THIS close to punching my ticket to the Main Event of Pain For Pride.

THIS close to getting everything back that I had lost not too long ago. I could

feel it. I could see it at that very moment. But at the end of the night? It

wasn’t me standing tall. I can talk about the ifs and the could’ve been, but it

wasn’t my night.

(Joso lowers the microphone briefly, taking a

moment before continuing.)

Joso: And trust me,

there’s always gonna be people who look at that and say maybe Joso just

couldn’t get it done. Maybe he fumbled again. Maybe he ain’t built for that

level he was competing at anymore. But if there’s one thing Pain For Pride

season is about, it’s proving people wrong. And I have made a career proving

people wrong.  See, Grand Rampage is over now. I can sit around crying

about being close like some people would…or I can remind everybody exactly who

I am heading into the biggest show of the year.

(Joso pushes himself off the ropes and walks toward

the center of the ring.)

Joso: And Fighting

Spirit? That’s a good place to start. Hell, it is in between and the last stop

before the biggest show of the year. So in all honesty, it is the only place to

start and it will be my moment to show the world that not only do I still “got

it”. But I never lost it, you feel me? Because at Fighting Spirit, I step into

the ring with one of the hottest names on this roster. Akari Kiyoko. 

(The crowd cheers loudly at the mention of Akari’s

name.)

Joso: And I’m not stupid.

I was in the match, I saw at Grand Rampage just like everybody else did.

Outside of Minerva winning the whole thing? Akari was the biggest damn star of

the match. I can give him all the flowers, and respect because he deserves it.

But being impressive in a match and being better than me are two different

things. I respect Akari. I respect what he has done. But at Fighting Spirit,

everybody gets reminded why I’m different. Why I’m the superior athlete. Why

when I lock in, there isn’t anybody in this company that can keep up with me.

???: You sound very

confident.

(The crowd immediately erupts as Akari Kiyoko steps

out onto the stage with a microphone already in hand. She stares directly

toward the ring, focused entirely on Joso.)

Akari Kiyoko: I expected

that from you honestly. You’ve always believed you were one of the best. That’s

never been your problem.

(Akari steps into the ring and stands face-to-face

with Joso. Neither backs down.)

Akari Kiyoko: But what

you said is true. I was one of the stars of Grand Rampage. But not only at

Grand Rampage, I showed it at King of Elite as well in the Main Event. I showed

exactly who I am to the world. And now Fighting Spirit is my chance to take the

next step in my career. Finally breaking that glass ceiling, I ran into.

(Akari points toward herself confidently.)

Akari Kiyoko: Because I

fully intend on defeating you and after that? I head into Pain For Pride for

the National Elite Championship. Whoever it is, Daryl Kinkade or Damien

Kutcher, I don’t care. Pain for Pride will be the moment I go from a man who is

almost there to a man that MADE it. That starts by defeating you Joso, by

defeating the BEST in the company. 

(The crowd cheers loudly as Akari lowers the

microphone. Joso smirks slightly before nodding his head.)

Joso: That’s cool.

(Akari raises an eyebrow slightly as Joso steps

closer.)

Joso: Seriously. I

respect ambition that wasn’t sarcasm. I respect the confidence that you have

for yourself, and that will take you far in this business trust me. You remind

me somewhat of myself when I was starting off. But the difference between me and

you is simple.

(Joso points toward the Pain For Pride sign hanging

above the arena.)

Joso: Your goal is the

National Elite Championship. All respect for that, it will be your first

Championship in this company. But…

(Joso then points toward himself.)

Joso: My goal is a lot

bigger. I’m trying to become a World Champion again. I want to stand on top of

the EAW mountain, not for the first time in my career…but again. So you know

what Kiyoko, bring that same fire I keep seeing from you. Bring everything you

got and tenfold, because when I beat you. I don’t want it to be said that I was

shooting below my weight class. I want it to be known that I beat a future GOAT

in the making. You hear me?

Akari Kiyoko: Loud and clear…

(After a tense moment, Akari slowly extends her hand outward. The crowd buzzes loudly while Joso looks down at it briefly before smirking and accepting the handshake.)

Gavin Kirkland: A sign of respect between two competitors that know exactly what is at stake at Fighting Spirit. Deadprez: Respect is there, but make no mistake about it, both of these competitors believe they’re walking out with the victory and ultimately want to prove a point with said victory.

(The handshake breaks, but neither lets go of the stare down afterward. Joso and Akari stand face-to-face in the center of the ring while the crowd roars loudly around them as the scene slowly fades to

black.)

(Showdown returns from a commercial break, revealing a formal setup between the National Elite Champion, Daryl Kinkade, and the challenger, Damien Kutcher, sitting across from one another with Sienna Swann standing in the middle of it. At the center of the table lies the contract waiting to be signed to make this match official. Daryl is dressed in a crisp white button-down and a clean pair of jeans, looking stiff, with the title placed on the table in front of him, facing Damien. Damien, on the other hand, looks every bit the part, wearing RayBans indoors and carrying himself as he walked straight out of New Jack City, oozing confidence. Sienna Swann stands between them, ready to commence the signing.)

Sienna Swann: Thank you for your patience, everyone, and all my sweeties at home. Thank you for being here with us tonight. I’m Sienna Swann, one of the three main Showdown commentators, as I’m sure you’ve recognized by the sound of my very lovely voice. We are here to hold the official contract signing for the Fighting Spirit match for the EAW National Elite Championship.

Sienna Swann: I will be serving as your witness for this signing. And we’ll begin with Damien Kutcher, who will be the first to share his thoughts on this match.

(Damien Kutcher gazes across the table at Daryl Kinkade with quiet intensity, tilting his sunglasses down just enough to lock eyes with the champion before reaching out for the microphone. He leans in closer to Daryl as he begins to speak.)

Damien Kutcher: Last week… that was personal between us. And truth be told, it’s been a deep cut between us for weeks now, leading up to this very moment. The champ and I have gone round and round and round, but you know what? Instead of carrying any bitterness about it, I’m actually the happiest man I’ve ever been. Because for once in a rare blue moon, I’m walking into this match genuinely confident. I think I can beat this bitch with ease and take that title right off him.

(Kinkade snatches the microphone off the table on Damien’s last word, cutting him off as he pushes himself forward to meet Damien at eye level, looking thoroughly unimpressed.)

Daryl Kinkade: Yeah, I don’t think so, mate. We’ve already been through this, Damien.

Damien Kutcher: Aye “bruv”, would you shut your fucking mouth and let me finish?

Daryl Kinkade: No, I’m not going to, because I already know exactly what you’ve cooked up in that head of yours, and frankly, I’m tired. I am exhausted playing this game with you, Damien. We’ve been through this before. At the very first defense of this title reign, I was the man responsible for beating you. I handed you the worst Christmas present any man could ever receive, and that was a proper arse-kicking that sent you straight back to square one. That’s what happened. And all this fucking rubbish about how confident you are now, it doesn’t hold up. It isn’t logical. Last time, you were just as confident. You said a load of shit about beating me, and you ended up writing cheques that your blabbering mouth couldn’t cash. So let’s keep this straight, bruv: I’m going for 2-0, and I’m going to run right over you, because that’s simply how it works between us. 

Damien Kutcher: That was last time, Daryl. And there’s been quite the shift between us since then that you don’t seem to be paying much attention to lately. You think I haven’t worked hard enough to be a part of this? You think I haven’t earned this fucking seat at the table?! See, this is exactly what I mean when I say none of you champions are ever truly happy, because none of you are in the right headspace to begin with. You have no idea what had to be done to claw back into this position. And the reason for that is that your head refuses to process an opponent of my caliber right now. And that… that is going to blind you to the kind of unpredictability you are nowhere near prepared for.

(Daryl only scoffs as Damien speaks with that practiced confidence.)

Daryl Kinkade: See, all this philosophical waffle you’re trying to spin in my direction, it doesn’t matter. Not a bit. At the end of the day, history speaks louder than any word that falls out of your mouth. Yes, you’ve clawed your way back up for another crack at it, and credit where credit’s due for that. But this match isn’t a foregone conclusion, Damien. It’s not the way you told me last time, when you swore blind I was losing this belt because you were the one taking it. That didn’t pan out, innit? And it isn’t a foregone conclusion this time either, bruv, because frankly, I don’t give a fuck about your hard work and your dedication. Every single challenger who comes for this reign brings the same tired excuses, the same reasons why this time will be different. And guess what? None of it ever amounts to the pressure I bring as champion. Every one of them learns, sooner or later, what it feels like to fall short again. And that, my friend, is precisely what’s coming for you, especially in my own backyard. You will fall, Damien. Not just because that’s how the cards are dealt around here, but because I refuse to let your second time be the charm.

Damien Kutcher: Just admit it, Daryl, your thought of stepping into that ring with me again is what keeps the light on at night. The tremor in that voice gives the game away. The last time we danced, we had already seen the script, and that same script will be followed again. A hell of a defense will be mounted, no doubt, every ounce of fight will be wrung out before the towel is thrown in. You’d best be prepared to earn every breath, because walking over a dead man is the only way that belt stays put. This is no longer about getting under the skin. This is about collecting what is rightfully owed. That belt is being taken, my boy!

(Damien slams the microphone down and drags the contract toward himself. He clicks the pen with theatrical precision, with Damien’s signature scrawled across the page with deliberate aggression. He holds the paper up, brandishing the ink, before tossing the contract directly into Daryl’s face.)

Daryl Kinkade: (Off-Mic) You absolute prick–

(Daryl’s composure cracks. He shoves back from the table, eyes locked on Damien, but Sienna steps between the two men before the seats are abandoned entirely. Daryl pauses. His long breath is drawn, and the moment is allowed to pass, though the look on his face suggests it has merely been filed away for later. Across the table, Damien wears the smile of a man who would happily settle the matter right there.)

Daryl Kinkade: Listen carefully. 

(Daryl slams the contract down on the table, his gaze locked on Damien with the flat, unbothered stare of a man who has stared down far worse.)

Daryl Kinkade: Fear is not in my vocabulary. Fear is not for those cunts in the back sharpening their knives, not for the ones already booked, and certainly not for YOU. Every night the lights come on, my war boots are already laced. I didn’t cross miles and fly over continents to defend this title just to be lectured across a table by the likes of Damien Kutcher. There’s no fear lies in me. A proper handful, granted, when the stakes are at their highest, an elitist of the highest order. Damien Kutcher, you’re a hell of a fighter. You gave me a good fight… but that is all it was…. A fight. It was just a fight. A fight in which the favourable outcome was not delivered to your side of the table. It’s no different from the pat on the back that has clearly been mistaken for a coronation. And now, you want to trot out some disrespect because you are confident?

Daryl Kinkade: Confidence does not buy a victory. Ability does, and ability is also precisely what will be knocking some sense back into that thick skull come Fighting Spirit.

(Daryl reaches for the pen, clicks it, and points the tip down at the signature line with his glare never breaking from Damien.)

Daryl Kinkade: Once the ink is dry, you should be grateful that this match is being allowed. And as the old saying goes… *be careful what is wished for.*

(Kinkade signs the contract, slams the pen down, closes the folio, and lifts the title from the table. He rises to his full height in front of Damien and raises the belt high… right in his face.)

Sienna Swann: Uh… And it’s official for Fighting Spirit. Daryl Kinkade will go on to defend his National Elite Championship against Damien Kutcher! Thank you for joining us here tonight…

(CRASH!)

Gavin Kirkland: SIENNA, GET OUT OF THERE! THEY ARE FIGHTING RIGHT NOW!

Deadprez: DAMIEN KUTCHER WASTES NO TIME, JUST FLIPPING THE TABLE OVER RIGHT IN FRONT OF DARYL’S FACE, AND NOW JUMPING OVER IT TO BEAT HIM UP! DARYL COULDN’T PUT ON ANY DEFENSE!

Gavin Kirkland: BUT DARYL TURNS IT AROUND QUICK AND PUTS DAMIEN AGAINST THE FLOOR AND STARTS THROWING HANDS WITH HIM INSTEAD! THE CHAMPION ISN’T WILLING TO BACK DOWN EITHER!

(Sienna scurries away from the chaos and races down beside the commentary table, putting her headset back on in panic.)

Sienna Swann: Jesus Christ, that was utterly harrowing, sweetie. Those two brutes nearly trampled all over my ensemble. Absolutely uncouth behavior. Do these stupid men have no regard for the woman trying to do her job?!

Gavin Kirkland: Damien pushing Daryl out of the way as he tips off balance. Kinkade gets up and he runs–

Deadprez: AND DAMIEN JUST KICKS DARYL BELOW THE BELT!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

(Kinkade drops onto his knees slowly in pain and looks up to Damien with sorrowful eyes after being kicked down, while Damien looks down coldly before slowly cracking a smile and looking around at the crowd.)

Gavin Kirkland: Now Damien goes over and starts setting the flipped table back up. It hasn’t broken yet, but I think I know what he’s going for!

Deadprez: Damien comes back and reaches over for Daryl. HE’S ABOUT TO PUT DARYL THROUGH THE TABLE WITH A POWERBOMB!

(‘Legendary’ by Skrillex suddenly hits, and Damien’s face is filled with surprise.)

Gavin Kirkland: OH! WE GOT SOME BACKUP!

Deadprez: RYAN WILSON IS HERE, AND DAMIEN JUST TOSSES DARYL AWAY TO SWITCH HIS FOCUS! HERE COMES RYAN RUNNING FROM THE BACK AND DOWN TO THE RING!

(Soon as Ryan slides into the ring, Damien escapes through the ropes and just walks away, cussing Ryan off mic while making his way to the back. The crowd is booing louder while Ryan continues to yell at him and tries to get him back in the ring.)

Ryan Joseph Wilson: (Off-Mic) COME ON!

(Damien turns around and just swats his hand away at Ryan while on his way up the ramp toward the back, as Damien turns again and angrily walks away from the ring, with Ryan lowering his guard and shaking his head.)

Sienna Swann: Oh, he didn’t want the smoke all of a sudden? Isn’t that a bit ironic after all that bluster, sweetie?

Gavin Kirkland: Well, better off keeping the champion at a healthy status before going through much worse here tonight. Thanks to Ryan Wilson, Daryl is safe from any further beating.

(Ryan helps Daryl get back on his feet, looks down at the National Elite Championship that dropped to the ground, and Daryl extends his hand out asking for it. Ryan thinks about it for a moment…)

(…. Before turning around and handing it to the champion, they both shake hands. Kinkade eventually can stand on his own as Ryan raises his hand as well, and Showdown leaves the last shot with both men standing tall together in mutual respect.)

( “Betty (Get Money)!” by Yung Gravy hits to boos from the crowd.)

Gina Romano: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome the EAW New Breed Champion… CLAYTON GOLDE!!!

Gavin Kirkland: This crowd is disobeying Gina! They are not welcoming him!

Deadprez: I am not surprised.

Sienna Swann: These people have no class truly…

(Clayton Golde enters the ring with the New Breed Championship and demands a microphone.)

Clayton Golde: Shut the hell up a gigachad is speaking!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

Clayton Golde: Yawn! That’s what I’m feeling right now y’all. Just… yawn… I just don’t care anymore really. Why am I here? Why am I even still in EAW doing this shit?

Deadprez: Well don’t let the door hit you on the ass on the way out… Good riddance…

Gavin Kirkland: Quiet Dead! A gigachad is speaking!

Deadprez: …

Clayton Golde: It’s just become so predictable at this point. I mean we all know that I am the greatest New Breed Champion of all time. Or I will be if I am not already. There is going to be yet another successful title defense from me at Fighting Spirit. It is honestly not even worth my time and it has gotten so stale just having to wrestle and win everything every single week. I am boring myself with my constant success and you would think you people would be more appreciative of that but you are all ungrateful for the display I am giving you. You are in the era of the Golden God but you don’t appreciate the era you are living in. You all yearn for me to lose this championship and heap praise upon other champions who are not me because you are jealous and can’t admit that I’m better than the other champions in EAW. I could understand somewhat if you all were sick and tired of the staleness of my title reign and constant success but that would force you to admit to my talent which of course you haters would never do.

Sienna Swann: So much of this is relatable to me sweetie. I am always saying this.

Clayton Golde: But while you all hate yourselves into an early grave I will be continuing to dominate the New Breed division regularly defending my title. It’s sad that EAW can’t even find anyone to give me anything resembling a challenge but here we are-

(“I Was Made for Lovin’ You” by Kiss hits to cheers from the crowd. )

Sienna Swann: Why would she be so rude as to interrupt? Oh well I guess we will have to sit here and listen to this catfight.

Cynthia Valice: Umm yeah I think we have heard about enough from your arrogant ass Clayton! These fans did not pay to hear your little narcissistic rant. You can head backstage and save everyone’s time because you are not acting like a real champion.

Clayton Golde: REALLY?

Cynthia Valice: Yes really. You are not the right person to be a champion Clayton. That title deserves better! It is sad to see how far it has fallen. These people don’t hate you because they are bored of your success. They hate you because of the complete and utter embarrassment you are to the New Breed division as well as EAW as a whole. It is only a matter of time before you lose that championship because you are nowhere near as good as you think you are. Your run of luck will run out soon enough!

Clayton Golde: Luck?!? What do you mean luck? It’s all skill! I’ve beaten everyone on the roster!-

( ‘Genie In A Bottle’ by Christina Aguilera hits!!! )

Grace De Luca: LOL! LMAO EVEN! ROFL!

Clayton Golde: ???

Cynthia Valice: ???

Grace De Luca: You heard me losers. You both are pathetic and don’t deserve to be breathing the same air as me. You are not worth the air that I breathe. At Fighting Spirit I am going to kill three birds with one stone. I will rid EAW of Cynthia Valice, Brianna Hill, and end the reign of terror of Clayton Golde and become a champion at long last. It’s simply what I deserve. You have to give a goddess like myself what she deserves. I know that you all want these people gone just as much as I do! Goodbye Cynthia! Goodbye Brianna! Let’s give it up for me!!!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Grace De Luca: You people just don’t know how good this place will be once these losers are gone. I’m going to clean this place up because if I don’t who will? And in the process… I shall become a champion as I deserve!!! Nobody else deserves it as much as I d-

( ‘Mirtazapine’ by Hayley Williams hits to loud cheers from the crowd!!!)

Deadprez: Oh shit! Business has just picked up!!!

(Brianna Hill makes her way down to the ring with a microphone as Grace De Luca tries to trip her as she enters through the ropes but Brianna manages to avoid her trap.)

Brianna Hill: Wow! I’m not hearing any of this!

Grace De Luca: Oh yeah? You deaf in your old age you filthy hag?

Brianna Hill: Haha no Grace! I’m hearing this all just fine. I just don’t want to! So I won’t! And once I am a champion I won’t have to hear any of you again!

Clayton Golde: When you are a champion? You aren’t going to be a champion again! I am going to be champion forever! I’m never losing this title!

Brianna Hill: That’s really cute Clayton. But you should know better than to try intimidation tactics on me of all people. I mean I’m actually the only one out of all of you who has beaten Clayton!

Grace De Luca: I can beat Clayton too. I just haven’t gotten around to it yet.

(Cynthia Valice also looks annoyed by this but doesn’t say anything.)

Clayton Golde: A fluke! Nothing more! Look at the gold on my shoulder if you want confirmation as to who the best is! This title is staying around the waist of a real man like myself! You bitches could never hope to represent the New Breed division as I have!-

Deadprez: LOOK OUT!!!

Gavin Kirkland: Oh no! The violence is beginning!

Sienna Swann: Sigh… As expected…

Deadprez: CLAYTON GOLDE JUST RUSHED BRIANNA HILL WITH THE NEW BREED CHAMPIONSHIP!!!-

Gavin Kirkland: But Brianna ducked and Clayton hit Grace De Luca instead! Grace goes flying backwards and smashes into the head of Cynthia Valice knocking both of them out of the ring!!!-

Deadprez: LOOK OUT AGAIN!!

Sienna Swann: Oh wow! BRIANNA HILL JUST LAID OUT CLAYTON GOLDE WITH THE HITS DIFFERENT!!! BUT HERE COMES GRACE DE LUCA BACK INTO THE RING!-

Deadprez: No! Cynthia Valice grabs Grace from behind and drags her down from the apron to the floor! Cynthia is now beating up Grace!!!-

Sienna Swann: Grace has some fight in her! She’s fighting back and knocking Cynthia up the ramp! They are brawling up the ramp and into the backstage area!!!

Deadprez: Clayton Golde is recovering in the ring-

Gavin Kirkland: But Brianna Hill has the title! She smashes it against his head!

Deadprez: Clayton Golde just got laid the fuck out!!!

(Cynthia and Grace continue brawling to the back as Brianna Hill holds the New Breed Championship over a fallen Clayton Golde in the ring.)

Deadprez: Could we be looking at the next New Breed Champion!?!?!

(The camera cuts to a commercial announcing that a member of the EAW roster has tested positive for the hantavirus. I think we all know who it is…)

[SCREENBAR-EARLIER THIS WEEK]

(The camera shot once again cuts to footage from earlier this week with Silas Mason being driven around Stillwater, Oklahoma one more time–Donovan Duke’s hometown–by his personal driver. Harper Lee is in the backseat with him again this week with worry still on her face as she looks out the window. Silas notices Harper lost in her own thoughts again as he finally decides to speak up.)

Silas Mason: Alright, why in the world are you looking so glum? 

Harper Lee: Glum?

Silas Mason: Yeah. Glum. It means–

Harper Lee: I know what it means.

Silas Mason: Well then why are you? I mean you dominated that Cynthia Valence last week and got a huge victory as we get closer to Pain for Pride. Why do you look like that?

Harper Lee: You know darn well why! How would you feel if someone you cared about *much MUCH MUCH quieter* and is the love of your life *louder* has been missing for almost a month with NOBODY hearing from him yet.

Silas Mason: Maybe he was abducted by aliens or something?

(PUNCH!)

Silas Mason: OWWWWWWWW!

Harper Lee: What did I tell you about those jokes? That’s not funny. I am really getting sick and tired of those remarks.

Silas Mason: Alright. Alright. I get it. No need to get violent.

Harper Lee: Mouth off again and it’s gonna get worse for you.

Silas Mason: Point taken. Now why are we back in Stillwater? I thought there were no leads around here?

Harper Lee: There were still a few people on the list Audrey sent me that I wanted to talk to here and hopefully one of them heard from Donny. We might have been here last week, but I am going to give up before I check a few more people on this list. Harper Lee does not give up that easily.

Silas Mason: Fine. But since we are back here, can we see if Audrey will bake another pie since you threw mine out the window?

Harper Lee: Oh for the love of…. Maybe!! 

(Silas has a smile on his face as he tells the driver where they need to go. Moments later, they are in the Psychology Building at Oklahoma State University where they are looking around for the office they need. Seconds later, they find the office they want and knock on the door.)

(KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!)

????: Come in.

(They open the door and see a man sitting at a desk typing something. He looks up and gives a courteous smile before addressing them.)

???: Can I help you?

Harper Lee: Are you Taylor? 

Taylor: I am. How can I help you?

Harper Lee: My name is Harper Lee. Future Two-Time EAW World Champion. And I have a couple of questions for you.

Taylor: Go ahead.

Silas Mason: First off, why in the hell are you locked up in some office on a college campus? Shouldn’t you be doing a keg stand or some shit like that?

(Harper glares at Silas as Taylor starts laughing.)

Taylor: Those years are behind me. I am working on my dissertation as I am working towards my PhD in Clinical Psychology.

Silas Mason: Clinical Psychology, huh? Isn’t that ironic?

(Harper throws a back elbow catching Silas in the gut as he tries to not yell out in pain.)

Taylor: What is he talking about?

Harper Lee: That’s not important right now. We are asking because I got your name from somebody about somebody I am looking for.

Taylor: Who are you looking for?

Harper Lee: Donovan Duke.

Taylor: Ohh, Donny. We were good friends in high school and even had a few classes together when he came back to Oklahoma to complete college after a stint in Las Vegas. Very interesting personality.

Harper Lee: He certainly is. Do you still keep in touch with Donny?

Taylor: I do. I keep in touch with him through text message since he spends most of his time traveling the world living out his professional wrestling dream. I heard he has been very successful. 

Silas Mason: Not a big fan of professional wrestling?

Taylor: Actually a huge fan. Me and Donny watched it together every week. But working on this dissertation is a full time job that doesn’t leave me a lot of free time so I enjoy hearing from Donny when he gets a free moment.

Harper Lee: When was the last time you heard from Donny?

Taylor: I would say about a month ago. Donovan was talking about his training and about getting ready for the Grand Rampage match and main eventing Pain for Pride. Did he win?

Harper Lee: Well….

Silas Mason: No.

Taylor: Oh damn. That sucks. Well if you hear from Donovan, tell him I wish him the best.

Harper Lee: Yeah… I will… thanks.

(Harper keeps her frustration hidden from Taylor as she nods and she and Silas leave the room.)

Harper Lee: Crap. Well that didn’t work. 

Silas Mason: Are you sure that Donovan even wants to be found?

(Harper did NOT like that question as she looks like she is ready to unalive Silas.)

Harper Lee: Do you wanna try that again?

Silas Mason: You know what I meant.

(The anger leaves Harper, leaving only frustration as she STILL has found no leads in where Donovan is.)

Harper Lee: It’s been almost a month, Silas. How in the world am I supposed to feel right now? Yeah, I got a win last week, but what about everything else? My boyfriend is missing. I don’t know what I am going to be doing for Pain for Pride. The rest of Silas World not taking Donny missing seriously.

Silas Mason: I apologized about that.

Harper Lee: You keep making remarks.

Silas Mason: I am not good with sentimental moments like this. I am trying!!

Harper Lee: And Vincent?

Silas Mason: He apologized too!

Harper Lee: After I threatened to knock his teeth out.

Silas Mason: We went over this. We will find Donovan. We will all get back on the same page and we are going to DOMINATE Pain for Pride in a way that only Silas World can. Now where is the next person located?

(Harper pulls out her phone and looks at another person on her list…this one actually coming from Blaine as they head back to the car. Minutes later, they are walking into one of the local casinos. Lights are bright and sounds are going off everywhere as they walk up to the table that Blaine said to go to. They see an older woman dealing at one of the tables as Harper and Silas walk over to the table and sit down.)

?????: Honey, I am about to go on break. No new games.

Harper Lee: No. I am looking for Terri.

Terri: Well you found her. What do you want?

Harper Lee: Well, I had a few questions about Donovan Duke.

(A smile quickly appears on her face hearing Donovan’s name.)

Terri: Aww precious little Donny. Damn, I love that boy like no other.

(Harper starts to get annoyed because of what she says.)

Harper Lee: What in the world do you mean that you love him?

Terri: You must be his girlfriend.

Harper Lee: Yeah…what’s your point?

Terri: Honey, I love him, but like a son. I was dealing at a different casino when Donny was about eighteen. A young kid walking around a casino like that. Somebody had to keep an eye on him.

Silas Mason: That’s where you come in?

Terri: You got it. I made sure to keep a close eye on him whenever I could considering he wasn’t talking to his parents at that time. He got to the point where he started calling me “Mama” Terri. I was so happy when he and his family made up.

Silas Mason: Do you still keep talking to Donovan?

Terri: Hell ya. He wasn’t going to get away that easily. He stops in and says hi whenever he’s in the state. Can’t play at this casino anymore, though.

Harper Lee: Why?

Terri: Honey, when you have the reputation around the casino circuit like Donovan, you start to get banned from playing at certain casinos.

Harper Lee: For counting cards?

Terri: That and the fact that Donovan has been in a few fights. When you are younger, some people perceive you as stupid and naive and try to take advantage of you. Surprised he hasn’t been arrested yet with how many people he’s knocked out.

(Silas starts to laugh but Harper shoots Silas a look as he walks away for a moment to leave Terri and Harper alone.)

Harper Lee: Don’t ask. 

Terri: I won’t. So why have you been asking about Donny?

Harper Lee: No major reason. I was just wondering when was the last time you heard from Donovan?

Terri: Been about a month or so. I know he’s busy considering he’s toned down on the gambling and is working more on the wrestling thing. 

(Harper again inwardly groans as she finds another dead end.)

Harper Lee: Yeah… well thanks for your help. If I hear from Donny, I will tell Donny to contact you. *quieter* after I ring his neck.

Terri: Huh?

Harper Lee: Nothing. Bye.

(Terri nods and heads off to take her break as Harper finds Silas playing at a slot machine. Harper rolls her eyes.)

Harper Lee: You have got to be joking with me.

Silas Mason: What? You were busy and I am up $125. Gotta be a good sign for Pain for Pride with all this good fortune.

(Harper is about to lose it as she hits the cash out button on the machine as Silas gives Harper a bewildered look.)

Silas Mason: What the hell, Harper? 

Harper Lee: Cash out and let’s go. We have a Donny to look for.

Silas Mason: He is still alive, Harper. You need to calm down—

Harper Lee: I SAID CASH OUT AND LET’S GO!!

(Harper pulls Silas up by the sleeve and pulls him to the cashier to cash out. Minutes later, they are pulling up in front of the Duke Brothers Wrestling School. They walk into the school and see Donovan’s brothers, Johnny and Blaine, working with some trainees. Blaine sees Harper and tells his trainees to take a break as he leaves the ring to talk to Harper and Silas.)

Blaine Duke: Hey, Harper. Any luck?

Harper Lee: Yeah. All bad. Nobody heard from Donny recently. I don’t like this at all.

Silas Mason: Neither do I, but at least we know some people if Donovan is forced to partake in mandatory therapy.

(Harper is about to tell Silas off as Johnny leaves the ring and wonders what Harper wants.)

Johnny Duke: Oh, great. You’re back. What the hell do you want?

Harper Lee: Putting forth more effort trying to find my boyfriend then you are trying to find your missing little brother. No wonder Donny wouldn’t talk to you for three years.

Johnny Duke: Don’t you start shit with me! 

Harper Lee: I am going to start stuff with you because it’s sad that I am doing more work finding Donovan than his own brother.

Silas Mason: She has a point.

Johnny Duke: Shut the hell up, you bald fuck!

Harper Lee: Don’t start with me because I will have no issue beating the crap out of you.

Johnny Duke: You are just as stubborn as he is–

Blaine Duke: SHUT UP!!! Come on, John. You have to admit that Harper does have a point. Mom and grandma are getting worried because it has been about a month since we’ve heard from Don.

Johnny Duke: What else is new? Whenever things don’t go his way, he always runs off. He did it whenever mom and dad wouldn’t let him become a gambler and now he’s doing it again because his career isn’t going as he thinks it should.

Blaine Duke: That isn’t fair.

Johnny Duke: But it’s the truth! Didn’t we warn him about becoming a wrestler and the trials and tribulations that this business has? Didn’t we tell him it wasn’t going to be easy?

Blaine Duke: I warned him. YOU told him he was making the biggest mistake in his life which led to you two not speaking for three years.

(Once again, the brothers start arguing with each other once again as Silas and Harper look at each other.)

Silas Mason: Geez. No wonder Donny has had a screw loose for so long.

Harper Lee: You know what? Well…it does explain a little bit of it. But watch the remarks.

(Meanwhile, Johnny and Blaine are still arguing with each other, which is once again getting on Harper’s nerves until Harper can’t take it anymore.)

Harper Lee: ARE YOU TWO IDIOTS REALLY DOING THIS AGAIN? THERE IS MUCH MORE IMPORTANT THINGS ON HAND BESIDES YOU TWO BEING CATTY WITH EACH OTHER!!

(The yelling once again gets the brothers to stop as Johnny gets pissed off and walks away leaving Blaine with Harper and Silas.)

Silas Mason: So have you talked with some of the trainees around here? He does come here and train on occasion, right?

Blaine Duke: He does, but not too often. I talked to a few of the trainees who have wrestled with him while he was here. None of them have really heard from him.

Harper Lee: Has Mary Sunshine over there even tried to help?

Blaine Duke: Not really. He has it in his mind that Donny is just doing it as a way to throw a temper tantrum and get attention. He won’t admit it, but he is a little worried. But he will never admit it because he is just as stubborn as Donovan.

Harper Lee: Lovely.

Blaine Duke: But even I can admit that it’s a little weird. I agree with what mom said that I am very confident that Donovan is still alive, but even when Donovan runs off, he still keeps in contact with somebody.

(Harper looks frustrated because the path has once again gone cold. Blaine notices and understands.)

Blaine Duke: Look, I know you are worried about my eccentric little brother Donny.

Harper Lee: I AM–

Blaine Duke: Don’t bullshit with me, Harper. I know how you want Donovan to be safe and I know that Silas wants Donovan to be safe so Silas World can be of sound mind–

Silas Mason: Easier said than done–

Harper Lee: SHUT UP!

Blaine Duke: As I was saying, of sound mind and on the same page because Pain for Pride is around the corner. Don’t worry. Donovan might be a little crazy–

Harper Lee: H–

Blaine Duke: He’s my brother. I can say that. But he will come back. I know that he will. When? I don’t know.

Harper Lee: *sigh* I hope you are right.

Blaine Duke: I know I am right.

Harper Lee: Good. *very quietly* Because I really love that fool.

Blaine Duke: What was that?

Harper Lee: Nothing.

Blaine Duke: Mmhmmm.

Silas Mason: Look. We best be going. Thank you for your help, Blaine. Keep us posted if you hear anything.

Blaine Duke: Absolutely. Hopefully I can convince Johnny to help as well.

(Harper and Silas nod as they leave the school and Blaine gets back to work. Later, Silas and Harper are heading to the airport so they can make Showdown this week as Harper is once again silent.)

Silas Mason: This is getting to you isn’t it?

Harper Lee: Professionally? Absolutely not. I am still at the top of my game. Personally? …maybe a little.

Silas Mason: Donovan will show up. Blaine has faith. Audrey has faith. Now you need to have faith.

Harper Lee: I guess. 

Silas Mason: I know how you feel about that screwball–

Harper Lee: What did I tell you about that? Gosh. It’s like you are wanting to get punched in the face.

Silas Mason: It was an accident. He knows what he’s doing—

Harper Lee: He better.

Silas Mason: He does and everyone in Silas World knows how Donovan feels about you and the last thing he wants to do is hurt you or hurt the chances of Silas World getting into the spotlight once again.

Harper Lee: True. But if he starts to lose it, I am going to need to smack the crap out of him after I hug him. That screwball is lucky that I love him or else I would put him in the hospital.

Silas Mason: Make sure he hears that when we find him or when he returns, but before we go to the airport, we need to take care of something else.

(Harper looks confused wondering what in the world Silas is talking about.)

Harper Lee: What?

Silas Mason: I believe I am owed a pie.

(Harper’s jaw drops as she can’t believe what she is hearing.)

Harper Lee: Are you serious?

Silas Mason: Completely serious and this one isn’t flying out the window!

Harper Lee: You stupid… fine. 

Silas Mason: Seriously?

Harper Lee: Yes, seriously. Now get there before I change my mind and throw you out the window.

(Silas tells the driver to make a pitstop before going to the airport as the car drives on and the shot fades to black…..)

(The camera shot returns to the empty arena area. The ringside area is silent for a moment before the silence is broken by the sounds of ‘Stop Breathing’ by Playboi Carti start playing throughout the arena. Seconds later, the music is also being accompanied by loud boos as the Answers World Champion, Jake Smith, enters the arena being closely accompanied by Caroline. Jake holds his title proudly as the couple head to the ring.)

Gina Romano: Ladies and gentlemen! Please welcome CAROLINE AND THE ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPION! JAKE SMITH!!

Sienna Swann: Sweeties, here we go. Here comes Jake Smith and he is no doubt going to force us all to listen to that unavoidable faux pas that is his voice complaining about what happened last week.

Gavin Kirkland: I don’t see why he could be so mad all the time with someone like Caroline by his side unless Disneyland told him he couldn’t get on the teacup ride again. Who knows?

Deadprez: Dawg, you know as well as I do that Jake is pissed that he took the fall in last week’s six person tag team match. Who pinned him? None other than his challenger at Fighting Spirit, Pandora Paisley. Jake has to survive one more match to make it to Pain for Pride. Let’s hear what he has to say.

(Jake grabs a microphone from Gina before opening the ropes for rolling into the ring. He stands next to Caroline as his entrance music fades off. The crowd is still booing the duo as Jake begins to speak.)

Jake Smith: Yeah yeah. You assholed keep on laughing your asses off about last week because I don’t think it’s funny! Shit, I am still fucking PISSED ABOUT IT!! 

(Jake is seething with anger as the crowd is cheering his pain. He glares at the crowd and adjusts the title on his shoulder before he continues speaking.)

Jake Smith: THIS IS NOT FUNNY!! THIS IS BULLSHIT!! What happened last week should have NEVER happened because we all know damn well Pandora miraculously pinning him last week was nothing more than LUCK AND A FLUKE!! And I know damn well that Pandora sure as hell CAN NOT AND WILL NOT be able to do that again with the title on the line.

(Jake walks over to the ropes closest to the entrance ramp and glares directly up to the stage.)

Jake Smith: I bet you feel very proud of yourself, Pandora. But I am done playing around. GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE RIGHT NOW AND FACE ME!!!

(Jake is breathing heavily as he watches the entrance ramp closely. Seconds later, the sounds of “Just Stop” by Disturbed start playing. The boos continue as Pandora Paisley enters the arena with Silas Mason following closely behind. Pandora and Silas look at each other and nod as they head to the ring.)

Gavin Kirkland: Here comes the proverbial line of “business is about to pick up” because here comes Jake’s challenger at Fighting Spirit. Naturally, Pandora isn’t coming along because here comes the infamous Silas Mason.

Sienna Swann: That is so gross. Sweeties, can’t this man get hit by a truck or something and just disappear. Instead, this idiot could stick his nose where it doesn’t belong and Silas World could have the Answers World Championship held hostage again.

Deadprez: Dawg, Pandora has been waiting for the World Championship opportunity for a very long time now and she has it next week. Could she play the part of the spoiler and become the Answers World Champion before Pain for Pride at Jake’s expense? 

(Silas grabs a microphone from Gina as he walks up the steps and opens the ropes for Pandora as she gets right in Jake’s face. Pandora looks amused as her music fades off and she begins to speak.)

Pandora Paisley: Awww. What’s the matter, Jake? You seem mad.

Jake Smith: Don’t you be patronizing.

Pandora Paisley: I am not. I am being condescending. Why are you getting mad at me? Because you lost the match to me and you are going to lose another match to me next week? This time with that precious title on the line. I’d be nervous if I was you.

Jake Smith: Shut your mouth, bitch!! That was a tag team match. That is a completely different story than our singles match at Fighting Spirit. Who will be talking loudest after next week? That’s right! ME!! I am walking in as champ and I am walking OUT as Champ.

Pandora Paisley: That coming from a man who needs to wear hooker boots to kiss Caroline.

Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Jake Smith: Shut your mouth! That is how rumors get started.

Pandora Paisley: No that was fact. A rumor is people talking about you spending just as much time flat on your back outside the ring as you do inside the ring. Or do I need Caroline to confirm that?

(Pandora looks at Caroline and she puts her hands up and doesn’t answer as Jake gets even more pissed off.)

Jake Smith: Oh that is completely disrespectful!! I can’t wait to kick your ass and make sure that I ruin your chances of getting to Pain for Pride as I successfully retain MY Answers World Championship.

Pandora Paisley: In your dreams, little boy. Just add that dream to the other dreams that will never happen like you getting over six feet tall without help.

(Jake is getting angrier by the second as “7 Rings” by Ariana Grande starts playing. The crowd cheers as Veena Adams enters the arena. Pandora is shocked as Veena heads to the ring.)

Gavin Kirkland: More beauty coming to the ring as Veena is here! Oh happy day.

Deadprez: This is an interesting development considering, dawg, considering Veena was added to the Pain for Pride main event last week in very interesting circumstances.

Sienna Swann: We know what Veena wants at Pain for Pride, sweeties, and the thing is she might not get it. Let’s hear what she has to say.

(Veena also gets a microphone before rolling into the ring. She passes Silas and Caroline and interjects herself in between Pandora and Jake before speaking.)

Veena Adams: Alright, listen closely because what I have to say is very important. While you two might be fighting for the Answers World Championship at Fighting Spirit, whoever wins at Fighting Spirit will have the unfortunate honor of having to face ME at Pain for Pride.

(Veena then turns her attention to Jake.)

Veena Adams: And I hope to GAWD that it’s you that wins the match because I would love nothing more than to beat the little shit who STOLE the title from me.

(Pandora did NOT appreciate Veena completely writing her off and saying she doesn’t want her to win the title.)

Pandora Paisley: Now wait just a damn minute! Who the hell do you think you are writing me off like that? That is completely disrespectful! Rather Jake winning than me? Has the botox seeped into your brain or what?

Veena Adams: Buzz off! This doesn’t concern you.

Pandora Paisley: The hell it bloody doesn’t!! It’s going to suck when I win and you don’t get your precious revenge on that stupid small fry over there.

Jake Smith: HEY!

(Before Jake could finish, “Gloria” by the London Symphony Orchestra starts playing as Bea Valentine enters the arena to loud cheers from the crowd as she heads to the ring.)

Gavin Kirkland: This night just keeps getting better and better. Here comes Bea Valentine!! Oh this is making my eyeballs very happy.

Deadprez: Bea also has a vested interest in this match because she is also in the match at Pain for Pride for the Answers World Championship. The only thing she has to wonder about is if Jake or Pandora will enter as the Answers World Champion.

(Bea also grabs a microphone, but she stays smart and stays out of the ring as her music fades off and she starts to speak from ringside.)

Bea Valentine: Oh what a heartwarming sight. Five bitches in the ring… no offense Veena. But let me make my statement about this whole situation. Unlike Veena dear, I could care less about who leaves next week as the Champion. Let it be Jake. Let it be Pandora. Hell, let it be my Aunt Ruthie or something because all I know is that I will also be in the Main Event match at Pain for Pride and I will be the one who leaves as the Answers World Champion.

(Pandora is watching Bea closely as Jake tries to sneak in and attack Pandora.)

Gavin Kirkland: WAIT A SECOND! JAKE IS TRYING TO SUCKERPUNCH PANDORA–

Deadprez: BUT VEENA CUTS HIM OFF AND NOW VEENA AND JAKE ARE JUST BEATING THE HELL OUT OF EACH OTHER NOW!! LOOK AT THE FISTS FLY!!

Sienna Swann: LOOK AT PANDORA, SWEETIES!! SHE LOOKS ABSOLUTELY UPSET RIGHT NOW BECAUSE ONCE AGAIN VEENA HAS BUTT INTO HER BUSINESS!

Gavin Kirkland: Well Pandora looks ready to do something as she finally has an opening to hit Jake–

Sienna Swann: WHAT THE HELL? SHE HIT VEENA INSTEAD? SWEETIES, WAS THAT AN ACCIDENT OR WHAT?

Deadprez: With Pandora, it’s hard to tell. But Veena was knocked outside the ring as Caroline and Silas have hightailed it. Bea is watching everything and Pandora eyes Jake—

Sienna Swann: SWEETIES, JAKE JUST RAN OUT OF THE RING AND HE IS HEADING UP THE ENTRANCE RAMP!! HE WANTS NOTHING TO DO WITH PANDORA!!

(Jake is heading up the ramp and Pandora is screaming at Jake.)

Pandora Paisley: GET YOUR BLOODY ASS BACK IN THIS RING RIGHT NOW!!

(Bea is watching everything unfold before the camera shot cuts backstage to General Manager Kennedy Street. She is watching everything happen as she simply has a smirk on her face.)

Gavin Kirkland: We see the smirk on her face, but we can only wonder what’s going through Kennedy Street’s mind watching all of this.

Sienna Swann: Who knows, sweetie, but all I know is that at Fighting Spirit next week, Jake and Pandora are going to beat the holy hell out of each other in the very worst way possible.

Deadprez: Dawg, Bea Valentine and Veena Adams have already punched their ticket to the main event of Pain for Pride. The question is will it be Jake Smith joining them? Or will it be Pandora Paisley? We’ll find out at Fighting Spirit!

(The final shot shows Pandora standing tall motioning to her waist that she will be the Answers World Champion before cutting to Veena, who is leaning against the guardrail holding her jaw pissed while Jake scurries to the back with Caroline and Bea still looks on as the show fades to black.)

(EAW Logo Buzzes)