(EAW intro plays.)
(A recap is shown, highlighting what happened on last week’s edition of Voltage, and lingering on the closing shot that featured TLA and Adam Lucas in a tense staredown. Finally, we fade to the Ball Arena in Denver, Colorado. Pyro shoots out from the stage, and the camera pans around to show off a packed arena, filled with excited fans ready to get this show underway, and see their favorite elitists in action. After this, the camera cuts to our commentary team of Rich Russillo, Thadd Blazevich, and Persephone.)
Rich Russillo: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another edition of Sunday Night Voltage as we are en route to Wicked Games where Adam Lucas will defend his World Championship against none other than the EAW Hall of Famer himself, TLA!
Thadd Blazevich: I can’t wait for that, bro! But for right now, let’s set our focus on tonight! Because in our main event, it’s going to be Adam Lucas versus Drake Armstrong!
Persephone: And I’m supposed to look forward to that?
Rich Russillo: Well, neither Lucas or Drake are the most likable figures. But you have to admit they’re both equally talen-
(Rich Russillo listens closely as he’s getting a message through his headset.)
Rich Russillo: Wait, I’m actually being told there’s an altercation going on backstage in the parking lot area! If we can get cameras on that, please!
Thadd Blazevich: Oh no, I wonder who between!
(The camera cuts backstage to a few referees scrambling to hurry outside into the parking lot area as loud honks are heard before revealing it’s ARIA that’s slamming Saori Aizen face first into her own steering wheel! From the looks of it, ARIA likely waited til Saori arrived to the arena, and swung the door open pounce!)
Rich Russillo: We finally have eyes on what’s going on backstage! Looks like a fight between ARIA and Saori! Their rivalry has reached a boiling point, and I can’t see I’m surprised by this! Not after everything that’s been done thus far!
(ARIA drags Saori out of the car, and goes to whip her into the open car door- BUT SAORI REVERSES IT LAST MINUTE! SENDING ARIA INTO THE DOOR INSTEAD!)
Thadd Blazevich: OOH! ARIA JUST HIT HARD SHOULDER FIRST INTO THAT CAR!
(The car door doesn’t knock off its hinges, but Saori marches over there, and places ARIA’s head in the doorway, going to slam the car door on ARIA’s face!)
Rich Russillo: HEY! NO, NO, NO! SOMEBODY STOP THIS! SHE’S GOING TO SMASH ARIA’S FACE IN!
(Luckily, the referees intervene after being a bit hesitant to get involved with the ladies brawl, and start to drag Saori away from ARIA before she can do further damage with that car door. Saori is angrily screaming out in Japanese, demanding that they let her go before she looks up, worried as ARIA comes flying from off the top of the car!)
Rich Russillo: ARIA JUST DOVE AT SAORI! WIPING OUT HER AND THE REFEREES! GOES TO SHOW HOW DESPERATE SHE IS TO GET HER HANDS ON AIZEN!
Persephone: Serves those referees right! Let them fight dammit! I want to see these two kill each other! Like, actually kill each other!
Rich Russillo: :roman:
(ARIA picks Saori up out of the rubble, and throws her stomach first into the car trunk before walking somewhere off screen while Saori uses the trunk for assistance to stand!)
Persephone: Where’s she going?
Rich Russillo: HEY, WHOA!
(ARIA chucks a fire extinguisher at Saori that goes crashing through the rear window of the car as Saori dodges out of the way!)
Thadd Blazevich: SAORI ALMOST HAD THAT FIRE EXTINGUISHER HIT HER HEAD! CRUEL INTENTIONS ON THE MIND OF ARIA!
Persephone: Ah, man. She was that close to killing her!
Rich Russillo: You say that like it’s a good thing.
Persephone: It’s not?
(Saori catches ARIA with a kick to the gut, and goes to slam her face first off the car trunk- but ARIA turns it around, and slams Saori off face first instead! Saori is stunned as she slumps on that car hood, and ARIA climbs atop the car herself, dragging Saori onto the car roof with her.)
Rich Russillo: Oh no, what’s ARIA got planned up here?!
Thadd Blazevich: Whatever it is, it can’t be good!
(ARIA went for a “Phoenix Cutter” on the car roof, but Saori shoves her off, and quickly jumps off the car, retreating further into the backstage area. ARIA is annoyed with having her plans thwarted, but won’t allow Saori to escape that easily as she drops off the car too, and chases after her! ARIA goes through the entrance door that Saori did-)
Rich Russillo: SAORI NARROWLY AVOIDED A “PHOENIX CUTTER” ON THE CAR HOOD! BUT ISN’T GOING TO SHAKE ARIA THAT EASILY AS SHE MARCHES AFTER SAORI, AND PICKS UP ONE OF THE LADDERS LEANED UP AGAINST THE WALL! CHUCKING IT AT SAORI’S HEAD!
Thadd Blazevich: SAORI GOT CAUGHT FLUSH IN THE HEAD WITH THE TOP OF THAT LADDER, AND STUMBLES AWAY AS ARIA’S HOT ON HER HEELS!
(Saori staggers away to the makeup area, and Sofia Clarke was getting her makeup done, but runs off with the makeup artist after seeing the two coming, not wanting to be caught up in the fight between both women. ARIA walks over to Saori-)
Rich Russillo: OOH! SAORI JUST THREW POWDER INTO ARIA’S EYES! LESTRADE CANT SEE AS SHE’S BEEN TEMPORARILY BLINDED, AND SAORI GRABS HOLD OF HER—
(**SHATTER!**)
Thadd Blazevich: SAORI JUST SENT ARIA HEAD FIRST THROUGH THE MIRROR RESTING ON THAT MAKEUP TABLE!
Persephone: Ha! This is GREAT!
Rich Russillo: IT APPEARS LIKE THAT MIRROR OPENED UP A CUT ON ARIA’S HEAD AS SHE WRITHES IN PAIN ON THE FLOOR! BUT SAORI ISN’T DONE WITH HER YET AS SHE SCOURS THE TABLE FOR SOMETHING!
(Saori picks up scissors from off the table with a crazed look in her eyes as she mounts ARIA!)
Thadd Blazevich: WHOA! SAORI JUST BARELY MISSED ARIA’S CHEST AS SHE DROVE DOWN WITH THOSE SCISSORS! ARIA MANEUVERED HER BODY OUT THE WAY SLIGHTLY, BUT THE SCISSORS WENT INTO HER SHOULDER INSTEAD! JEEZ!
Rich Russillo: AND ARIA USES HER OTHER ARM TO KNOCK SAORI OFF HER WITH A PUNCH!
(Both women rush back to their feet, and scissors are STILL stuck in ARIA’s shoulder before she pulls them out with a pained scream.)
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA has blood leaking out of that shoulder, but continues to fight against Saori with those scissors! TAKING SWIPES AT HER TORSO, WHICH SAORI DODGES! BEFORE ARIA GOES TO DRIVE THOSE SCISSORS INTO SAORI’S FOREHEAD!
Rich Russillo: SAORI’S GOT HER HANDS TO BLOCK IT! TRYING HER BEST TO NOT HAVE THOSE SCISSORS PLUNGE INTO HER FOREHEAD!
(Saori goes down to a knee, keeping both hands to block scissors from coming down into her forehead, but she’s losing the battle as ARIA’s overpowering her with the scissors coming closer and closer.)
Rich Russillo: GOD, THEY’RE IN! THE SCISSORS ARE DIGGING INTO SAORI’S FOREHEAD, AND SHE’S SCREAMING OUT IN PAIN AS SOME BLOOD BEGINS TO LEAK OUT!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT SAORI! SAORI ROSE BACK TO HER FEET, GRITTING THROUGH THE PAIN, AND DELIVERED A BOOT TO THE MIDSECTION OF ARIA! ARIA DOUBLES OVER, AND DROPS THE SCISSORS ARE SHE STAGGERS AWAY!
(ARIA staggers over to the refreshment table backstage.)
Rich Russillo: SAORI RUSHES IN- BUT ARIA SENDS HER UP AND OVER WITH A BACK BODY DROP THROUGH THE TABLE!
Thadd Blazevich: AND ARIA SPOTS A TRASH CAN, WHICH SHE INSTANTLY STAGGERS OVER TO! STRUGGLING TO STAND A BIT AFTER EVERYTHING SHE’S BEEN THROUGH THUS FAR! WITH THE TWO WOMEN USING ANY AND EVERYTHING TO THEIR DISPOSAL! POSSIBLY TRYING TO MAIM THE OTHER!
(Saori crawls out the table rubble, and rises to a knee-)
(**CLUNK!**)
Rich Russillo: ARIA JUST SMASHED SAORI IN THE SKULL WITH THAT GARBAGE CAN! PUTTING A DENT IN IT, AND DRAGS SAORI BACK TO HER FEET! SENDING HER FACE AND SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE ROLLING SHUTTER!
Thadd Blazevich: AND ARIA’S REPEATEDLY BANGING THE BACK OF SAORI’S HEAD ON THAT SHUTTER! BEATING HER DOWN TO A SEATED POSITION!
Persephone: Seeing Saori get beat up is fun, just a shame it’s coming from ARIA!
(Saori slumps back on the shutter as ARIA walks away, and retrieves a road case, which she uses to drive into Saori’s face! Crushing her head between the case and the shutter as Saori writhes in pain, coughing up blood that covers her mouth.)
Rich Russillo: SAORI JUST GOT A TASTE OF HER OWN MEDICINE! PRIOR, ATTEMPTING TO SMASH ARIA’S FACE IN WITH THE CAR DOOR!!
(ARIA drops to her knees, and hammers down on Saori with rights as she tries to cover up!)
(Suddenly, security rushes in, and drags ARIA away from Saori by orders of Captain Charisma, who is shouting for the two ladies to break it up!)
Rich Russillo: WELL, THANK GOODNESS CAPTAIN CHARISMA IS HERE AS ARIA WAS UNLOADING WITH STRIKES!
Persephone: These two were beating the hell out of each other, and you’re GLAD someone stopped it? Please!
Thadd Blazevich: I gotta side with Persephone a bit here, I mean, it was cool to watch those two go at it!
(A few security guards go over to check on Saori, and help her to a knee- BUT SHE IMMEDIATELY RUSHES OVER TO ARIA! UNLEASHING RIGHT HANDS OF HER OWN AS SECURITY HAVE ARIA RESTRAINED!)
Rich Russillo: ARIA IS DEFENSELESS, AND SAORI KNOWS IT! TAKING FULL ADVANTAGE! GETTING AS MUCH SHOTS IN AS SHE CAN BEFORE SECURITY GET INVOLVED!
(Security pulls Saori away from ARIA, and the two are desperately trying to get at each other, despite being held apart.)
Captain Charisma: THATS ENOU-
(Captain Charisma’s cut off as the two manage to break free from security, and charge at each other!)
Rich Russillo: THESE WOMEN WONT BE CONTAINED!
(Both women thrash around, scrapping with each other to the point that security are struggling to get a hold of them while they’re knocking over crates and lighting rigs with various stage crew members clearing out. Saori builds momentum to drive ARIA back, and both women go crashing through a WALL together!)
Rich Russillo: WHOA!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA AND SAORI JUST WENT CRASHING THROUGH A WALL!
Persephone: Damn. All this because ARIA followed Saori to Dynasty and got involved in the Specialists Championship picture :mjlol:.
(Captain Charisma is beside himself as security floods in to restrain both women as they’re lying on the floor in pain. The crowd are cheering, ecstatic from the opening fight they just witnessed as we cut to commercial while Captain Charisma and security look to regain control of things.)
(Commercial for “Daredevil: Born Again” season 2, coming to Disney+ in 2026.)
(Voltage returns from commercial break, and the camera returns to the backstage area in a separate part of the arena. This time, Cody Maverick can be seen walking through the hallway, and as one can expect he is furious following the outcome of his number one contendership match last week, where Drake Armstrong cost him the match. Cody storms through the hallway, and as he passes by corners and open doors, he constantly turns and keeps a look out, checking for any sign of Armstrong. This seems to have gone on for some time now, and thanks to this, Maverick’s frustration only grows. Eventually someone would approach Cody, but it isn’t who he had hoped to see.)
Sofia Clarke: Cody, do you have a moment? If so, I’d like to get a few words with you after your match last week-
(The last thing Cody Maverick wanted right now was to do an interview, and thanks to this he kept walking. Sofia tries to keep up with Cody, and noticing this, Cody reluctantly slows down before stopping. He turns towards Sofia before beginning to speak.)
Cody Maverick: Look, I’m a little busy right now, so unless you know where Drake Armstrong is, you need to make this quick.
(Sofia nods, agreeing to the impatient Cody’s terms before beginning to speak.)
Sofia Clarke: A lot has happened in the last two weeks, between Brand Warfare and your number one contendership match last week. Do you have any words for what went down in last week’s main event?
Cody Maverick: Only words I have right now is that I need to get my hands on Drake Armstrong, and once I do he’s gonna wish he never got involved in my match. I can handle screwing up in Brand Warfare and losing at Territorial Invasion, ‘cause that was on me. I lost on my own and that’s something I just had to accept, but last week? Last week I was on the verge of becoming the number one contender to the EAW World Championship. I was on the verge of a one on one match against Adam Lucas, a one on one opportunity at the EAW World Championship for the first time, and Drake Armstrong stole it from me. He screwed me over and he’s gonna pay for that.
Sofia Clarke: As for Drake Armstrong, I can see you’ve been searching for him. I unfortunately don’t know where he is at this time, but what are you planning to do once you’ve found him?
(After this, Cody can’t help but to let out a brief chuckle before beginning to respond.)
Cody Maverick: I think you can figure that one out on your own. Drake cost me something important and he’s gonna pay for that. Whether that means facing him in the ring or leaving him in a pool of blood before he can face Adam later tonight is up to him. All I know is my patience is running out, and I’m not gonna keep letting him think he can just do whatever he wants.
Cody Maverick: Let me tell you like this, I’m not about to sit back and be a pushover just ‘cause someone else is having a power trip. Drake won at War Games and I told him last week that I wasn’t gonna be the type to ignore that. He did as he promised and that’s great, but if he thinks that winning that match gives him permission to just do whatever he wants and screw over whoever he feels like, all at my expense, he’s got another thing coming. I’ve gone through a lot in my career and I changed since I joined this company, but one thing that’s never changed is the fact that there’s not a single person in this entire company that I’m scared of. Drake picked a fight with me, and I’m more than happy to give him one.
(After hearing what he had to say Sofia goes to speak once more. However, she doesn’t get very far before being interrupted.)
Sofia Clarke: I see that things have gotten heated between the two of you following your encounter last week, but do you think-
(That interruption would be the arrival of the man Cody had been looking for all along, none other than Drake Armstrong himself. As Drake walks into the camera’s view, he walks in front of Sofia Clarke, before he stands face to face with Cody Maverick. Drake is oozing arrogance, staring at Cody with a large grin on his face before he begins to speak.)
Drake Armstrong: I see you’ve been searching for me.
(Cody stares at Drake, and while he doesn’t say anything, he is clenching his fists. He is clearly furious, and is having to hold back his desire to fight Drake right now. However, hearing Drake speak only increases his anger.)
Drake Armstrong: I’m unsure of why you’d wish to find me, though. If it’s to tell me off then I’m sure you understand that there is not anything you could say to make me regret my actions last week, and if your goal truly is to get physical, I regret to inform you that I have no intentions of fighting you right now. While I’d normally have no problem with putting you in your place and reminding you that my success as the true leader of this brand had to do with more than my superior mind, I have a match coming later tonight, and given the fact that I’ll be facing the EAW World Champion, I see no reason to entertain your endless cries while on the verge of something far more interesting.
Drake Armstrong: You’re a talented man and that’s not something I intend to deny, but you’re inferior to me in every facet of life, and for as long as you wish to seek vengeance against your superior, all you’ll find is more failure. Failure, much like you found at Territorial Invasion. Failure, much like you found last week. I understand that this is the war you think you desire, but I can assure you that this is not one that will get you anywhere.
(Cody takes a moment and doesn’t say anything. He stares at Drake, and after a moment he just sighs, trying to contain his anger as he begins to speak once more.)
Cody Maverick: Who do you think I am, Drake? You think I’m just gonna back off ‘cause you think you have everything figured out? You know me. You know what type of guy I am, so I’m sure you knew exactly what was gonna happen when you decided to come out and get involved in my match last week. Anyone could’ve guessed that I’d want revenge, and this goes way past Brand Warfare, now. This isn’t about that anymore. This is about you taking away an opportunity, and ruining what could’ve been my chance to finally become a World Champion. There’s no telling when I’ll get another shot and that’s your fault, so when you go down and you pay for what you did, that’ll be on you. It’ll be because you couldn’t just take your win at Territorial Invasion and move on. You just HAD to drag me into this, and that’s the worst mistake you could’ve made.
(After hearing what Cody had to say, the grin on Drake’s face only widens.)
Drake Armstrong: What makes you so certain that I cost you anything?
Cody Maverick: What?
Drake Armstrong: I saved you, Cody. It may have been far from my primary motivation, but it is the truth. You were never going to defeat Adam Lucas, and challenging him only would’ve resulted in a loss even more definitive than the one you faced at Bloodsport. Gone is the excuse of being disadvantaged with a third participant for Adam Lucas to pin. Your loss would’ve been due to your own incapabilities, and I saved you from that fate. I saved you from being forced to learn just how far from the pinnacle of this company you truly are, and now you’re trying to undo all the good I’ve done for you by chasing me. You will not leave this satisfied, and that’s the one warning I will give you.
(After hearing this, Cody looks taken aback, as if he can’t believe the words that just came out of Drake’s mouth. He takes a step closer to Drake, staring at him for a moment before beginning to speak once again.)
Cody Maverick: Warning? You think you’re the one in any position to give a warning? You screwed me over, Drake. You already showed your hand and reminded me exactly of who you are, and I have no problem reminding you who I am. Like I said, you let all this get to your head, and you’re gonna regret that soon enough, because I’m not on this brand to waste time and mess around. I’m here to make it where I need to be, and I’ll go through whoever I need to in order to get that done. I’ll gladly shut the King of Elite up on my road to becoming World Champion, and by the time you finally cash in that crown and you take your own shot at that title, you’re gonna have to remember that you’re not the one to watch out for on this brand. I am.
(Tensions rise as there is a brief staredown between the two men, who don’t say anything after this statement from Cody. There is a serious look on the face of Drake Armstrong for the moment, but after a while, he finally responds.)
Drake Armstrong: And you’re certain that this is how this will end?
Cody Maverick: Positive.
(Drake responds to the answer from the focused Cody Maverick with a smile, finally beginning to speak.)
Drake Armstrong: Then I can only hope you know what you’re doing, or else you’ll only dig yourself a hole you will not be capable of escaping. Do not think for a single moment that I am concerned with whatever plans you may have for me. What the future has in store is up to me, much like the fate of Voltage at Territorial Invasion rested solely on my shoulders. This entire brand has been in the palm of my hand since I was drafted to it, and it’s only a matter of time until my reign on top of this brand culminates with a reign as EAW World Champion. When that day arrives, I won’t be thinking of you. Even saying you’d be the last of my concerns would be giving you too much credit. Had the chances of you being crowned the EAW World Champion this year existed it would have already happened at Bloodsport, so don’t worry about last week’s events. Worry about rebuilding, and avoiding a fate even worse than what you’ve already spent your season facing.
(Drake Armstrong goes to walk past Cody, but Cody steps in front of him, blocking Drake’s path before beginning to speak once more.)
Cody Maverick: You won the War Games match, but don’t forget what it took for you to get there. You’re not gonna have Hans and Kai with you next time we cross paths, and I’m not the type to underestimate you like your War Games opponents did. I know who you are and I know what you’re capable of, and I’m telling you right now that you need to watch your back. You crossed the line when you got involved in a number one contendership match, and next time we see each other, I have no intentions of taking things easy on you. You’re gonna regret ever getting involved in my match.
(After saying this Cody Maverick begins to walk away, having given Drake Armstrong a warning for his future. The look on Drake’s face hasn’t changed much after hearing this, though he does turn and look at Cody, before simply shaking his head in amusement as he begins to walk off. After this, Voltage begins to fade from the area.)
(The camera returns to the Backstage Area of the Ball Arena. The usual chaos of the ongoing show ensues as production and performers move left and right, trying to keep the clockwork to Voltage moving at its needed pace. But as the camera pans around we begin to hear a voice over it all.)
???: *muffled* —BECAUSE OF YOU!!!!
(The camera tracks through the crowd and turns a corner where we find Miku Sakai standing in a fit of rage, meanwhile her sister, Kiko Sakai, has her hands meekly up in a defensive stance and her back against a wall with a look of confusion and sorrow on her face.)
Miku Sakai: YOU! LAST WEEK I COULD HAVE BEEN THE NUMBER ONE FUCKING CONTENDER TO THE EAW CHAMPIONSHIP! I COULD HAVE BEEN THE ONE WHO IS NEXT TO FACE ADAM LUCAS! I COULD BE HEADED FOR THE MAIN EVENT! I COULD BE ON MY WAY TO THE WORLD TITLE! BUT I’M NOT BECAUSE OF YOU! YOU COULD HAVE DONE SOMETHING! YOU COULD HAVE MADE IT HAPPEN! BUT YOU WERE USELESS! YOU DID NOTHING! ALL OF IT! YOUR FAULT!
Kiko Sakai: …I… I tried to catch you at the end… I stopped you from getting hurt and—
Miku Sakai: JUST LIKE AT BRAND WARFARE! YOU WERE USELESS! YOU ACCOMPLISHED NOTHING! YOU STOOD THERE WHILE WE LOST! WHILE I GOT ELIMINATED! YOU LET ME GET EMBARRASED ON ONE OF THE BIGGEST SHOWS OF THE HEAR! YOU WERE AS USEFUL AS A FUCKING WHITE CRAYON YOU HELPLESS LITTLE SHIT! FUCK YOU FOR HAVING THE SAME LAST NAME AS ME AND ASSOCIATING THE NAME I MADE FAMOUS WITH SUCH FUCKING PISS YOUR PANTS BEHAVIOR AND WORTHLESSNESS!
Kiko Sakai: But… Miki—
Miku Sakai: THAT FUCKING NAME AGAIN? THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? THE FUCK ARE YOU, HIGH OR SOMETHING?
Kiko Sakai: N-no.. but—
Miku Sakai: STOP CALLING ME THAT! MY NAME IS MIKU! MI!! KU!!! SAY IT! ALL THAT UWU BULLSHIT YOU DO I KNOW YOU CAN PRONOUNCE THE FUCKING SYLLABLE! SAY IT! SAY “UUUUUUU”
(Kiko just stares back, confused and on the verge of tears.)
Miku Sakai: SAYITYOUUSELESSFUCKINGPIGSHIT!!!
Kiko Sakai: …uuuuu…
Miku Sakai: Good! Good! You proved there is at least one fucking brain cell in the miserable abyss you call a skull! Now listen, grab hard onto that single brain cell because I’m about to make it work really, really hard… DO YOU EVEN HAVE ANY FUCKING IDEA WHAT A MANAGER FOR A WRESTLER EVEN DOES?!?
Kiko Sakai: Umm… well…
Miku Sakai: YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO HELP ME WIN! PUT ME IN A POSITION TO GET AN ADVANTAGE! LINE UP TITLE SHOTS! DISTRACT THE REF SO I CAN GET ONE UP ON WHATEVER FUCKER IM IN THE RING WITH! DO! FUCKING! SOMETHING! STOP WATCHING FROM THE OUTSIDE LIKE YOU BOUGHT A TICKET DAMMIT! YOU ARE GETTING PAID BY THIS COMPANY! PAID OFF MY FUCKING NAME! BECAUSE YOU FORGED YOUR FUCKING WAY INTO BEING HERE! AND ALL YOU HAVE TO SHOW FOR IT ARE THE FUCKING MEMORIES OF DOING NOTHING! YOU HAVE GAINED ME ZERO NET WINS! HAVE NOT STOPPED ME FROM TAKING ANY LOSSES! HAVE SET UP NO OPPORTUNITIES! AND WHEN YOU DO GET INVOLVED, IT USUALLY ENDS UP WITH SOME SHIT LIKE THE ARIA THING FROM A FEW MONTHS AGO WHERE IT CREATES MORE PROBLEMS THAN IT SOLVES! YOU HAVE BEEN A FUCKING CANCER ON MY CAREER SINCE YOU SHOWED UP! YOU ARE WORTHLESS! LESS THAN WORTHLESS! YOU ARE A FUCKING NOOSE AROUND MY NECK OUT THERE!
Kiko Sakai: I’m trying my best, sister!
Miku Sakai: That’s sad. Have you tried someone else’s best?
Kiko Sakai: I can do better, Miku! I’m sorry! I can! I really can! I want to help you win and—
(Miku moves too quickly for Kiko to react, moving in and grabbing her sister by the shoulders and then shoving her violently down to the concrete floor. Kiko looks up at her sister, hurt both physically and emotionally.)
Miku Sakai: If you want to help, here’s the best thing that you of all people can do… LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE AND GO AWAY!
(And with that, Miku storms off down the hallway and turning a corner. Kiko is left sitting on the floor and looking the way her sister went, tears begin to well up in her eyes and she chokes back a sob as her face burns with heat and emotion.)
Kiko Sakai: …Sister… I’m sorry… I’m sorry I let you down… *sob*
???: Kiko! Are you okay?!?
(The camera turns to find Diego Montana rushing down the hallway and dropping to kneel by Kiko’s side.)
Kiko Sakai: I… I am not injured…
Diego Montana: Well that’s good, I couldn’t sleep if I know such a beautiful flower had been harmed under my watch. Let me help you…
(Diego reaches down and offers a hand to Kiko. Kiko looks around, almost as if hoping for anyone else to show up. But after a second she sighs and takes Diego’s hand and he pulls her up to her feet.)
Diego Montana: There we go. You know, I could hear the yelling going on. That’s how I found you.
(Kiko just stares down the direction of the hall where Miku had just disappeared. She tried to fight against the pit in her stomach. She almost takes a step as though to follow where Miku had gone, but it’s just at that moment that Diego leans his arm against the wall in front of her, unexpectedly blocking her way.)
Diego Montana: For what it’s worth… I don’t think you’re useless at all. In fact, I see a gorgeous woman with a lot of talents, who just needs to be given a fair chance. Your sister may not see that, but Papi Diego does. I’ve had my eye on you. And I was just thinking, maybe if the whole manager thing isn’t working with your sister, I’ve been on the lookout for the right person to stand by my side. And I think you would be more than perfect, Kiko.
(Kiko’s eyes shift and meet Diego’s. He looks into her eyes longingly. She looks back longing for whatever this is to end. Diego takes a moment to run his finger off his mustache, making sure it’s in proper condition.)
Diego Montana: Think about it. I’ve got all the momentum after I beat that bum Chiyo Gedo last week. And with you by my side we would be unstoppable! We could have titles and money and all the opportunity this business could provide at our fingertips! And for all the millions I’m set to make, you’d be in for the managers cut. And of course… there’d be the opportunity for more… extracurricular activities if you know what I mean. After all, you’re the most beautiful girl around here, I’m the dashing rogue taking the industry by storm… it only makes sense that we would find ourselves around one another. So what do you say? Will you let Papi take you to the top with him, my sweet cherry blossom?
(Kiko furrows her eyebrows in a combination of disgust and confusion at the entire scenario.)
Kiko Sakai: I really should go—
Diego Montana: Come on, girl. Take a moment to actually think about it. That’s all I’m asking. I’m one of the hottest new stars this company has had, primed to be the top guy faster than you can say Rookie of the Year, and when I see you, I get the same feeling my exes get when they see me on television, a need to have what I see. And I know you feel the same. Your sister spends all that time degrading you, but I want to see you up on a pedestal, respected and adored. And I can make that—
???: FUCK!!
**CRASH**
(Kiko’s eyes dart back to the hallway where the sound came from. She bolts through Diego’s arm and down the hall. Diego gives chase and follows behind her.)
(They run around the corner and that’s where they find Miku Sakai unconscious on the floor with blood flowing from her head.)
Kiko Sakai: MIKI!!! WHAT HAPPENED?!?
(Kiko leaps down to her sister and immediately cradles Miku’s damaged skull. She presses on the wound to try and stop the bleeding, looking around with frantic eyes as she does.)
Kiko Sakai: WHO DID THIS?!? WHO DID THIS TO YOU?!?
(Diego Montana looks at Miku, then at Kiko on the floor with her sister. He then looks around as though he is confused about what to do. Kiko then looks back at him and screams.)
Kiko Sakai: DON’T STAND THERE STARING! GO GET HELP OR SOMETHING!
Diego Montana: OH! Uh yeah! Sure! I’ll go find help!
(Diego then turns and runs off down the hallway, calling for the medical team as he goes.)
Kiko Sakai: I’m so sorry sister! We will get help! I shouldn’t have left your side! This wouldn’t have happened! I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry!
(Kiko’s tears are rolling down her face as Miku is still motionless on the floor. Finally, Diego and two medics arrive on the scene and begin to pull Kiko away as they tend to Miku’s injuries and the camera fades.)
(Commercial for “Peacemaker” season 2 with Hans Grayson.)
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton in the ring.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(‘ Lost In The World ‘ by Kanye West plays to a negative reaction from fans as Kelton saunters down to the ring with a stone expression on his face, blocking out the noise for the time being as he’s laser focused on knocking off Hans Grayson.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! Residing out of Dallas, Texas, weighing in at 205 pounds…HE IS THE LAST HOPE…JON KELTON!!
Thadd Blazevich: Jon Kelton isn’t breaking focus, despite what the people may think of bro after the betrayal of Bronson Daniels.
Rich Russillo: It was unfortunate to see Elysium implode at Territorial Invasion, but deplorable for what Kelton did the literal week after.
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, the beatdown on Bronson last week was bad, dude, and if you had any hopes of them smoothing things over, that pretty much flew out the window.
(“The Leaving Song Pt. II” by AFI blares throughout the arena as Hans Grayson comes down with his Cash in the Vault briefcase in hand, staring directly at Kelton in the ring with the two trash talking each other off-mic.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent! Hailing out of Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada, weighing in at 219 pounds…HE IS MR. CASH IN THE VAULT…FIRE HEART… HANS GRAYSON!!
Rich Russillo: Hans Grayson and Kelton are no strangers to each other.
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, it wasn’t long ago these two were ripping each other with chainsaws.
Persephone: Which was fantastic by the way!
Rich Russillo: But after Kelton’s actions, whatever shred of respect Hans had may be gone.
(The referee signals for the bell as both competitors stand in opposing corners.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Hans Grayson versus Jon Kelton, are you ready?
Thadd Blazevich: Ready as I’ll ever be, bro. How about you, Persephone?
Persephone: …sure.
Rich Russillo: Good, because here we go- I was going to say no love lost between both men as Hans shot out his corner to go after Kelton! But Kelton had other plans, deciding to roll out of the ring instead!
Thadd Blazevich: I guess it aligns with the new attitude of Kelton. However, Hans isn’t having that, and rolls out the ring after Kelton! KELTON ROLLS BACK INSIDE, AND HANS GRABS HOLD OF HIS ANKLE! TRYING TO DRAG KELTON OUT UNDERNEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE!
Rich Russillo: BUT KELTON HANGS ONTO THE TOP ROPE FOR LEVERAGE, STANDING HIS GROUND AS HANS TO DRAG HIM, AND BLASTS GRAYSON IN THE FACE WITH A BIG BOOT THROUGH THE BOTTOM ROPE!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans spins around, and doubles over to clutch at his jaw! But Kelton sees an opportune moment to strike as he rolls back out underneath the bottom rope, having created an opening for himself! Smart move by Kelton as he grabs hold of Hans’ wrist, and sends him BACK FIRST into the barricade!
Rich Russillo: HE ATTEMPTED TO! BUT HANS TURNED IT AROUND, SENDING KELTON BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE INSTEAD! Pain is etched across Kelton’s face as Hans marches over there, and grabs hold of his wrist to send Kelton back first into ANOTHER corner of the barricade!
Persephone: Kelton can change his attitude, but can’t change the fact he still sucks as Hans is whooping his ass right now! :mjlol2:
Thadd Blazevich: Hans starts to march over to Kelton, and Kelton decides to create a bit of space! Rushing to roll back inside the ring! Hans follows him, sliding in the ring himself- KELTON GOES FOR A RIGHT HAND! BUT HANS SAW IT COMING, AND BLOCKED IT! RETURNING FIRE WITH A RIGHT HAND OF HIS OWN!
Rich Russillo: NOW, A FLURRY AS HE BACKS KELTON INTO THE CORNER! HANS STARTS TO UNLOAD WITH STOMPS! BEATING KELTON DOWN TO A SEATED POSITION, AND THE CROWD CANT BE ANY MORE BEHIND HIM! SEEING KELTON GET WHAT, IN THEIR MINDS, HE DESERVES!
Persephone: Shit, he does deserve it in my mind too. But not for betraying Bronson, I could care less about that. Just for being himself.
Thadd Blazevich: KELTON CURLS UP IN THE CORNER AS HANS IS DIRECTING THOSE STOMPS AT HIS HEAD!
Rich Russillo: Kelton was doing his best to cover up before the referee got involved to drag Hans away, giving Kelton some recovery room! Jon rolls out underneath the bottom rope while Hans is tied up with the referee, getting reprimanded.
Thadd Blazevich: Eventually, Hans pushes past him, and steps out to the apron as Kelton’s on wobbly legs ringside! Hans builds momentum, and FLIES off the apron with a clothesline! BOTH MEN TAKE A TUMBLE, AND HANS IMMEDIATELY MOUNTS HIM WITH RIGHT HANDS!
Rich Russillo: Hans lifts Kelton back to his feet, and rolls him into the ring! Sliding in afterwards for a cover as he hooks the leg!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWW-
Thadd Blazevich: Kickout! Kelton stays in it, as expected.
Persephone: I know that I shouldn’t be surprised, but somehow I am.
Rich Russillo: Hans has been on Kelton since the opening bell, and brings Jon back to his feet! HANS DELIVERS A KNIFE EDGE CHOP, ECHOING THROUGHOUT THE ARENA! Kelton staggers into the corner, and Hans closes in to deliver yet ANOTHER knife edge chop to the chest!
Thadd Blazevich: That’s going to sting in the morning. Trust me, I’ve been there, bro.
Rich Russillo: Kelton pushes past Grayson, and staggers out of the corner, staying close to the ropes before Hans snapmares him down in the center of the ring! Kelton’s in a seated position, and HANS CHOPS HIM ACROSS THE BACK! KELTON WASNT EXPECTING THAT ONE AS HANS FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A PENALTY KICK TO THE CHEST! LAYING KELTON FLAT!
Thadd Blazevich: AND GRAYSON CLOSES OUT THE COMBO WITH A STANDING MOONSAULT! HOOKING THE LEG FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: Immediate shoulder up at the count of two!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans pulls Kelton up to his feet, and delivers a HARD RIGHT HAND! Kelton stumbles back into the corner, and Hans remains a man on a mission marching toward him!
Persephone: Lemme guess, another chop?
Rich Russillo: THERE IT IS! KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO KELTON IN THE CORNER!
Persephone: I’m all for seeing Kelton get beat up, but does the guy have any other moves to do it? Jesu.
Thadd Blazevich: Relax, Persephone, he hasn’t gone that crazy with the chops.
Persephone: I’m sorry, but I don’t recall asking your opinion on the matter, moron.
Thadd Blazevich: :whoa2: Jeez.
Rich Russillo: Hans wants Kelton to feel his strikes in the morning, and a knife edge chop is one way to do that as Thadd stated with the chest of Jon Kelton already starting to turn red.
Thadd Blazevich: BUT KELTON TRIES TO SHIFT MOMENTUM BACK IN HIS FAVOR WITH A DESPERATE KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST OF HANS! BUT IT HAS NO EFFECT OVER GRAYSON, WHO INSTANTLY KNOCKS KELTON BACK INTO THE CORNER WITH A CHOP OF HIS OWN!
Rich Russillo: AND HANS DECIDES TO MAKE KELTON FOR EVEN ATTEMPTING A COMEBACK! UNLEASHING MACHINE GUN CHOPS IN THE CORNER!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans finally relents as Kelton’s stunned in that corner, and goes to irish whip him into the opposite- BUT KELTON REVERSES! SENDING HANS TO THE CORNER INSTEAD! THIS MIGHT BE KELTON TURNING THINGS AROUND BACK INTO HIS FAVOR AS HE CHARGES IN!
Rich Russillo: BUT HANS GRAYSON GETS THE BOOT UP! KELTON IS ROCKED AS HANS HOPS TO THE MIDDLE ROPE FOR A DIVING BLOCKBUSTER ONTO KELTON! HANS CRAWLS INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO-
Thadd Blazevich: KICKOUT BEFORE TWO!
Rich Russillo: Kelton rolls out to the apron, and starts using the ropes to pull himself up! Hans reaches out over the top rope, and lifts Kelton to his feet on the apron! LOOKING TO SUPLEX HIM BACK IN! BUT KELTON HOLDS HIS WEIGHT DOWN! BLOCKING THE SUPLEX ATTEMPT BY HANS, AND HOISTS HIM UP FOR A SUPLEX OF HIS OWN!
Thadd Blazevich: EXCEPT ITS GOING TO BE TEN TIMES WORSE IF THIS CONNECTS! AS BOTH MEN WILL GO SPLAT ON THE OUTSIDE!
Persephone: :gladbron:
Rich Russillo: BUT HANS DROPS DOWN ONTO THE APRON INSTEAD! KELTON GOES TO KNOCK HIM OFF WITH A SUPERKICK- BUT HANS CATCHES THE BOOT, AND THROWS IT DOWN! EFFECTIVELY BLOCKING THE “GALICK GUN” BEFORE DELIVERING A CLOTHESLINE TO KELTON ON THE APRON! SENDING HIM UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Thadd Blazevich: Kelton essentially did a backflip over the top rope, and belly flopped hard onto the canvas! Kelton clutches at his abdomen while stirring back to his feet! Meanwhile, Hans is lining him up on the apron!
Persephone: Ending things already? God, I wish we had elitists more urgent like Hans.
Rich Russillo: HANS SLINGSHOTS OVER THE TOP ROPE! GOING TO TAKE KELTON’S HEAD OFF WITH THE “BURNING SHOT LARIAT!!”
Thadd Blazevich: BUT KELTON! KELTON SEEN IT COMING, AND TRAPPED THE ARM TO QUICKLY PLANT HANS WITH A SNAP VERSION OF “CHANGE THE FUTURE!” FUTURE SHOCK DDT CONNECTS ON HANS AS KELTON ROLLS HIM ONTO HIS BACK FOR A COVER! HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHRRRRRRRRR-
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT! JUST LIKE THAT, KELTON TURNED THE TIDES ON THIS MATCH! SHOWING ITS THAT EASY FOR THINGS TO GO BACK IN HIS FAVOR AGAIN! ALMOST PICKING UP A CLEAN VICTORY OVER MR. CASH IN THE VAULT!
Thadd Blazevich: But there’s no wasted motion from Kelton after the kickout as he immediately pulls Hans back to his feet, and chucks him OUT through the middle rope!
Rich Russillo: Kelton rolls out after him as Hans Grayson rises to a knee, AND KELTON THROWS HIM HARD INTO A CORNER OF THE BARRICADE! SO MUCH SO, HANS’ WHOLE BODY FLEW IN SIDEWAYS!
Persephone: About time Kelton woke up from his slumber.
Thadd Blazevich: Admittedly, Hans Grayson was on top of him at first! But Kelton’s upped the aggression after “Change The Future” connected, and pulls Hans Grayson back to his feet… DRIVING HIM SPINE FIRST INTO THE LED RINGPOST!
Rich Russillo: Hans doubles over slightly, struggling to stand after being driven into that ringpost, and Kelton rolls him back inside the ring! Hans makes it to a knee before Kelton rolls back in himself, and stands Hans up for a RIGHT HAND!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans goes staggering back into the corner, and Kelton goes to close in- BUT HANS STARTS FIGHTING BACK WITH A RIGHT HAND! KELTON SPINS AROUND, HOLDING HIS JAW BEFORE RETURNING FIRE WITH ANOTHER ONE OF HIS OWN!
Rich Russillo: HANS BATTLES BACK WITH A FOREARM SHOT TO THE FACE, AND BOTH MEN ARE DUKING IT OUT IN THE CENTER AS KELTON DELIVERS A RIGHT HAND AS REBUTTAL! FOREARM STRIKE FROM HANS IN RETURN, AND HE FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP! ALTERNATING BETWEEN BOTH FOREARM AND CHOP AS HE BACKS KELTON UP AGAINST THE ROPES!
Thadd Blazevich: IRISH WHIP OFF THE ROPES BY HANS- BUT KELTON REVERSES IT AT THE LAST MINUTE! SENDING HANS TO THE ROPES INSTEAD! BEFORE FLOORING HIM WITH A RUNNING BACK ELBOW AS HE COMES REBOUNDING BACK!
Rich Russillo: KELTON DROPS INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Thadd Blazevich: ONLY A ONE COUNT AS HANS EXPLODES OUT OF THE COVER!
Persephone: And what’s this goof smiling at? He kicked out, idiot!
Rich Russillo: I don’t think Kelton cares about that, just the fact he has Hans right where he wants him. Kelton’s slowly wearing down the “Fire Heart,” and it won’t be long before he sets him up for another big move. We already know he caught him flush with the DDT earlier.
Thadd Blazevich: And despite not getting much offense in to start, Kelton had me convinced right there that it was almost over.
Rich Russillo: Kelton pulls Hans back to his feet, and directs him over to the corner! SLAMMING HANS FACE FIRST OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE- WAIT, NO! HE TRIED TO, BUT HANS GOT HIS BOOT UP ON THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE TO BLOCK IT!
Thadd Blazevich: HUGE BACK ELBOW TO THE MIDSECTION FROM GRAYSON, STAGGERING KELTON BACK! AND HANS APPROACHES HIM TO DELIVER A RIGHT HAND! FOLLOWING IT UP WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP BEFORE LOOKING TO BOUNCE KELTON OFF THE ROPES WITH AN IRISH WHIP!
Rich Russillo: GRAYSON WAS EXPECTING KELTON TO REBOUND BACK! BUT JON HELD ONTO THE TOP ROPE, AND FORCES HANS TO CHARGE IN! BUT KELTON SENDS HIM AND OVER HIS SHOULDER TO THE OUTSIDE WITH GRAYSON HITTING HARD!
Thadd Blazevich: I’m pretty sure Hans’ face collided with the floor as he writhes in pain while clutching at his nose.
Persephone: C’mon, get up. You can’t let “Kelton” get the better of you.
Rich Russillo: Kelton steps out to the apron, and has Hans in his sights for a RUNNING ELBOW DROP OFF THE APRON! STRAIGHT TO THE HEART OF HANS GRAYSON, AND KELTON ROLLS BACK INSIDE THE RING!
Persephone: Uh, what’s he doing?
(Kelton leans back in the corner, allowing the referee to start his count as Hans continues writhing in pain on the outside, coughing from the elbow drop.)
Referee: ONE! …TWO! …THREE! …FOUR!
Thadd Blazevich: Grayson is stirring… but he needs to be fast as the referee continues going up in count!
(Kelton steps out the corner, and waits ready in the center as it looks like Hans might have a chance at beating the count. Kelton’s daring Hans to slide in.)
Referee: …SIX! …SEVEN! …EIGHT!
Rich Russillo: Hans beats the count! Sliding back into the ring- BUT JON KELTON IMMEDIATELY POUNCES ON HIM WITH STOMPS! KELTON WAS READY FOR IF HANS GOT BACK IN, AND SEEMED TO ALMOST DARE HIM TO!
Thadd Blazevich: KELTON STANDS HANS BACK UP, AND PLANTS HIM IN THE CENTER WITH A SNAP SUPLEX!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: HANS STAYS ALIVE!
Thadd Blazevich: Kelton’s gotta be wondering why Hans is such a glutton for punishment.
Persephone: Seriously, if either one of these two, especially Kelton, would hurry up and drop, that’d be much appreciated by me.
Rich Russillo: Hans is visibly dazed, going off the look in his eyes, and Kelton sits him up for a rear chinlock! He’s wearing Hans down even further!
Thadd Blazevich: But the crowd is like, totally rallying behind him, bro! Hans Grayson is fueling off that energy from the fans, and powering back to his feet because of it!
Rich Russillo: Hans starts loosening Kelton’s grip with elbows before managing to BREAK IT with another back elbow to the gut! Kelton is reeling slightly, and Hans goes to irish whip him into the corner! BUT KELTON REVERSES! SENDING GRAYSON TO THE CORNER INSTEAD!
Thadd Blazevich: GRAYSON HIT HARD, AND IMMEDIATELY COLLAPSES DOWN TO ALL FOURS OFF IMPACT!
Rich Russillo: Hans favors his back as Kelton gets closer, and stands him up in the corner… GOING TO WHIP HANS EQUALLY AS HARD INTO THE OPPOSITE!
Thadd Blazevich: GRAYSON DID HIT HARD, BUT GRITS THROUGH THE PAIN TO CHARGE OUT OF THE CORNER WITH A “FLAMING PUNCH!” BOTH COMPETITORS ARE DOWN! THE WEAR AND TEAR STARTING TO SHOW ON BOTH MEN AS HANS IS TOO WORN DOWN TO EVEN CAPITALIZE!
Persephone: C’mon, ref! Count ‘em!
Rich Russillo: Both competitors are sprawled down onto the canvas, but Hans is the first to start showing signs of life as he crawls over towards a stirring Kelton!
Thadd Blazevich: Kelton gets to all fours, and Hans lifts him up to both knees for a RIGHT HAND! KELTON MOMENTARILY WENT DOWN TO ALL FOURS, BUT THAT PUNCH MIGHT HAVE WOKE HIM BACK UP AS HE GIVES HANS A PUNCH IN RETURN!
Rich Russillo: BOTH MEN RISE BACK TO THEIR FEET EXCHANGING RIGHTS WITH KELTON PLACING HANS ON WOBBLY LEGS WITH ONE! HANS FIRES BACK WITH MULTIPLE FOREARMS, AND GOES TO DROP A STUNNED KELTON! SPINNING AROUND FOR A ROLLING ELBOW!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT KELTON SLIPS BEHIND HIM FOR A GERMAN SUPL- NO! KELTON STARTED TO LIFT HANS UP, BUT HANS BROKE IT WITH A BACK ELBOW!
Rich Russillo: HANS STARTS TO RALLY AGAINST KELTON WITH KNIFE EDGE CHOPS AND FOREARMS! ALTERNATING BETWEEN BOTH AS HE BACKS KELTON UP AGAINST THE ROPES FOR AN IRISH WHIP!
Thadd Blazevich: KELTON REVERSES IT! SENDING HANS TO THE ROPES INSTEAD, AND HANS DUCKS UNDERNEATH A CLOTHESLINE ATTEMPT BY KELTON! JON STILL TRIES TO GET THE MOMENTUM BACK IN HIS FAVOR WITH A BACK ELBOW!
Rich Russillo: BUT HANS DUCKS UNDERNEATH THAT AS WELL! CONTINUING TO BUILD MOMENTUM FOR A HANDSPRING ROUNDHOUSE KICK!
Thadd Blazevich: THAT TOOK KELTON OFF HIS FEET AS HE CRAWLS TO THE CORNER TO REGROUP! PULLING HIMSELF UP WITH ASSISTANCE FROM THE ROPES!
Persephone: Could we be approaching the end of this match? 🤞
Rich Russillo: GOING OFF THE LOOK IN HANS’ EYES, WE MIGHT BE! ITS INTENSITY LIKE I’VE NEVER SEEN IT AS HE CHARGES AT KELTON IN THE CORNER FOR A HIGH KNEE! TRANSITIONING INTO A RUNNING BULLDOG!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS SCRAMBLES TO HIS FEET, AND BOUNCES OFF THE CORNER AS KELTON ROLLS ONTO HIS BACK FOR A RUNNING SHOOTING STAR PRESS! HOOK OF THE LEG DEEP!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: AGAIN, JON KELTON KICKS OUT!
Persephone: Ugh. 🙄
Thadd Blazevich: HANS GRABS HOLD OF KELTON, AND SENDS HIM OUT THROUGH THE BOTTOM ROPE! KELTON LANDS ON ALL FOURS AS HANS GRAYSON GOES OUT AFTER HIM, AND SENDS KELTON INTO THE STEEL STEPS BACK OF THE HEAD FIRST!
Rich Russillo: Kelton lies seated up against those steps, trying to shake the cobwebs out of his head as Hans Grayson starts clearing off our announce table!
Persephone: Finally! At least something to make this match more interesting!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans looks over his shoulder to see Kelton pulling himself up with assistance from the apron, and Kelton knows what Hans is looking to do! Wanting no parts of it as he rolls back into the ring!
Rich Russillo: Hans slides in after him, and approaches Kelton on his knee- BUT KELTON WAS PLAYING POSSUM AS HE SCOOPS GRAYSON UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! FIREMAN’S CARRY- NO! HANS GRAYSON SLIPS OUT THE BACK, AND KICKS KELTON IN THE MIDSECTION AS HE TURNS AROUND!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS HOOKS KELTON UP FOR A SUPLEX OF SOME KIND- BUT KELTON BLOCKS IT, AND TRIES TO SHIFT THE MOMENTUM WITH A SUPLEX OF HIS OWN!
Rich Russillo: BUT CAN ONLY GET HANS UP SLIGHTLY BEFORE HE BLOCKS IT! HOLDING HIS WEIGHT DOWN, AND HOISTING KELTON UP FOR A SUPLEX- BUT KELTON FLOATS OVER BEHIND HANS FOR A SCHOOL BOY!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS ROLLS THROUGH TO HIS FEET, AND BLASTS KELTON WITH A SUPERKICK BEFORE FALLING INTO THE COVER! HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHH-
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT AT TWO! GETTING THE SHOULDER UP!
(Hans rises to his feet, rallying the crowd behind him as he claps his hands together, signaling for the “Imperial Flame!”)
Thadd Blazevich: Kelton slowly makes it to his feet, and Hans hooks both arms- BUT KELTON TURNS IT AROUND ON HIM! GOING FOR AN “IMPERIAL FLAME” OF HIS OWN! HOWEVER, HANS ESCAPES BY SHOVING KELTON INTO THE CORNER!
Rich Russillo; HANS CHARGES IN BEFORE LEAPING AT KELTON! KELTON SIDESTEPS OUT THE WAY, AND GRAYSON CATCHES HIMSELF ON THE MIDDLE ROPE! BEFORE FLYING OFF WITH A TWISTING CROSSBOD-
Thadd Blazevich: “THE DEVIL MADE ME DO IT!”
Rich Russillo; BIG KNEE STRIKE SWATS HANS OUTTA MID AIR! AND KELTON MIGHT BE CLOSING ON VICTORY AS HE WALKS TO THE CORNER! LINING HANS UP FOR A “FINAL ATONEME-
Persephone; What the-
(Kelton looks to the ramp as the crowd reaction rises.)
Thadd Blazevich; BRONSON! BRONSON DANIELS IS SPEEDING DOWN TO THE RI-
Rich Russillo; OH, AND KELTON! NOT WAITING FOR THE PUNCHLINE, FLIES OUT WITH A SUICIDE DIVE!
Thadd Blazevich: SUICIDE DIVE FROM KELTON! CRASHING INTO BRONSON DANIELS RINGSIDE, AND KELTON PULLS BRONSON BACK TO HIS FEET! BACKING HIM UP THE RAMP WITH RIGHT HANDS!
Rich Russillo: BUT HES COMPLETELY IGNORING THE REFEREE’S COUNT!
Referee: FIVE! …SIX! …SEVEN! …EIGHT!
Thadd Blazevich: KELTON HASNT LOOKED BACK ONCE! STILL BACKING BRONSON DANIELS UP THE RAMP WITH SHOTS TO THE BODY!
Referee: NINE! …TEN!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: HERES YOUR WINNER BY A RESULT OF COUNTOUT… HANS GRAYSON!
(The referee goes over to Hans Grayson, who has risen to a knee, and raises his hand to Hans’ slight confusion.)
Thadd Blazevich: HANS WON THE MATCH, BUT IM SURE NOT IN THE WAY HE WANTED TO!
Persephone: Who cares? He won!
Ricb Russillo: BUT KELTON AND HANS ARE STILL FIGHTING ON THE STAGE! IN A HOCKEY FIGHT WITH EACH OTHER, EXCHANGING RIGHT HANDS BEFORE BRONSON CATCHES JON WITH A KNEE TO THE GUT! SENDING HIM FACE FIRST INTO THE MINI-TRON!
(Kelton stumbles into the backstage area as Bronson follows him with Hans looking on from the ring—)
(**CRACK!**)
Rich Russillo: OH!
(Hans drops to all fours after getting smashed in the back with his own briefcase by-)
Thadd Blazevich: MIKU SAKAI!
Persephone: Oh, BROTHER!
Rich Russillo: MIKU SAKAI IS SLAMMING HANS’ OWN BRIEFCASE ONTO HIS BACK REPEATEDLY AS HE’S TRYING TO GET UP, BUT KEEPS GETTING BEATEN BACK DOWN!
(Miku tosses the briefcase aside for now, and drags Hans back to his feet.)
Thadd Blazevich: HANS JUST GOT CHUCKED SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST! AND DUDE, HE HIT HARD!
Rich Russillo: BUT MIKU ISNT DONE AS SHE STEPS OUT TO THE APRON, LOOKING TO TAKE ALL HER ANGER AND AGGRESSION OUT ON HANS HERE!
(The referee tries talking Miku down, but she isn’t trying to hear it as she charges at Hans, whose still wedged between the middle rope, favoring his shoulder after colliding with the ringpost.)
Thadd Blazevich: BIG BOOT FROM MIKU! CRUSHING HANS HEAD BETWEEN HER BOOT AND THE RINGPOST!
Rich Russillo: AND HANS MIGHT BE OUT OF IT!
(Hans hangs over the middle rope, almost limp after his head got crushed by Miku.)
Persephone: Keep it up! Woo!
(Miku steps back in the ring, and pulls Hans from out the corner.)
Thadd Blazevich: “CUCK KILLER!!”
(Hans writhes in pain on the canvas, and Miku basks in the boos from the audience before picking up his briefcase again as she notices him stirring.)
Rich Russillo: Well, despite getting hit with a vicious “Cuck Killer” by Miku, Hans is still trying to claw back to his feet…
(Hans uses the ropes to pull himself up, but can barely stand as he groggily turns around…)
Thadd Blazevich: BAM! ANOTHER SHOT WITH THAT BRIEFCASE! THIS TIME RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES! AND IF HANS HAD ANY FIGHT LEFT IN HIM, ITS GONE NOW! MIKU MADE SURE OF THAT!
(Hans lies sprawled on the canvas as Miku stands over him with anger in her eyes as the camera fades elsewhere with the fans showering her with heavy boos.)
(Voltage opens backstage where Sofia Clarke is standing by. She has a smile on her face and a guest standing right next to her!)
Sofia Clarke: Ladies and gentlemen, last week on Voltage the woman joining me tonight issued an open challenge to anyone on Showdown or Dynasty to step up and face her for the New Breed Championship. Please welcome the champion… Ashlynn Quinn!
(Ashlynn pops her gum and twirls a strand of hair around her finger. The New Breed Championship hugs her slim waist and she doesn’t seem at all bothered by what went down last week during her match against Drake Armstrong. In fact, she smiles at Sofia.)
Sofia Clarke: Ashlynn, thank you for joining me!
Ashlynn Quinn: I mean, duh! As Miss Voltage AND the New Breed Champion, it’s my duty to stand here and speak to all the girlies who look at me as their source of inspiration, and besides, I do actually want to talk about the challenge I issued last week. I keep saying that I want to cross brands and give everyone a chance to compete for my title but so far, Captain Charisma and Eden Sinclair have forced me to limit myself! It’s been soooo frustrating facing people who are clearly not up to my standard, but I guess that’s part of a champion’s job, Sofia! Sometimes you have to slum it up and face people who just aren’t worth your time.
(Ashlynn sighs, almost like her matches against Chiyo Gedo and Candice Blair and Cosmo have put her out. Sofia just continues to smile.)
Sofia Clarke: Well, before we get to that and talk about your open challenge, let’s circle back to your match against the King of Elite, Drake Armstrong.
(Ashlynn shakes her head and there is a bit of confusion on her face.)
Ashlynn Quinn: Drake Armstrong? I don’t know her.
Sofia Clarke: :mjlol:. Alright then.
Ashlynn Quinn: BUT ANYWAY… back to more pressing matters, Sofia! I am actually very annoyed that no one stepped up to the plate and tried to stake their claim to MY New Breed Championship! I mean, I know that I am one of the greatest Elitists to ever hold this championship, but I didn’t think I would be met with crickets when I basically invited the whole world to step up! I guess my greatness and the pride with which I hold this championship just scares everyone else! If I had known that my dominance at Territorial Invasion against Candice Blair and Cosmo Goldworthy would end up scaring all future challengers away, maybe I could have, I don’t know, like dumbed myself down or something?
(Ashlynn thinks for a moment, then throws her head back and laughs.)
Ashlynn Quinn: Okay, I would NEVER do that! I waited for literally ever to win a title and I’m not about to let this title reign go to waste. If people are too scared to step up to the plate and face me, then I guess I’ll just reign forever and I’m totally fine with that! Oooh! I would love to break Mikey’s record and become the longest reigning New Breed Champion in history! I know if I were able to do that, then Miss Valentine and Mikey would be so proud of me. Besides, gold looks so much better on me than on anyone else and honestly, I don’t think there’s anyone in the history of EAW who’s ever looked so good wearing a championship. Don’t you agree, Sofia?
(Sofia is caught off guard by that and laughs, albeit a little nervously.)
Sofia Clarke: I certainly won’t argue with you that you have worked hard to get to where you’re at.
(Ashlynn’s smile freezes in place because Sofia has clearly side-stepped the question, but the champion chooses to brush it off.)
Ashlynn Quinn: Anyways, as true as it is that I have worked, and that gold is clearly my color, I do want to bring up something that was said on Showdown last night. Clayton Golde, who is a total gross uggo, made the comment that he wants to be a champion, and it’s obvious that he is never going to accomplish that, but I do enjoy indulging in the occasional charitable act. It keeps me humble, which is good for the soul!
(Ashlynn pauses for a moment.)
Ashlynn Quinn: Or so they say.
(Ashlynn rolls her eyes and waves her hand in the air.)
Ashlynn Quinn: Anyways, Clayton wants to compete for a championship? Well it just so happens that I have one right here!
(Ashlynn taps the face of the championship with her manicured nail and grins.)
Ashlynn Quinn: Since he seems to be the best that I’m going to get at this time, I’m going to go ahead and let the whole world know that come next week, I’m heading over to Showdown and I’m going to call Clayton Golde out to the ring! I know that’s super bold of me since I am opening myself up to the uggo population, but a girly’s gotta do what a girly’s gotta do! I meant what I said; that I want to be a fighting champion and defend my baby against Dynasty and Showdown. It seems like Showdown is up next, and Clayton, I hope you know what you’re in for! A match against me, for someone like you, is a total gift, and it should not be taken for granted. I’m doing my due diligence as the leader of the New Breed Division to give everyone a chance to step into the spotlight and share the ring with me. I know how awesome that is of me, and something I really don’t have to do, so be grateful, Clayton! I fully expect for you to express your gratitude to me next week!
(Ashlynn looks at Sofia and tucks her platinum blonde hair behind a diamond studded ear, proud of what she had to say.)
Ashlynn Quinn: Anything else you want to talk about, Sofia?
Sofia Clarke: Well, no. I think that about covers it. Thank you for your time, Ashlynn.
Ashlynn Quinn: Of course!
(The interview wraps up and as Ashlynn bids Sofia goodbye, a determined look comes across her face. A match that she just happens to be extremely interested in is taking place next. Instead of heading towards the lockerrooms, she turns for the guerilla area and the man she wants to see is standing there and warming up for his match. A sexy smile crosses Ashlynn’s face as approaches her target.)
Ashlynn Quinn: Hey, Kai.
(The 24/7 Contract Holder looks up and his smile matches Ashlynn’s. Despite the fact he’s going to be facing Jay Jerry Johnson next, Kai clearly seems pleased that Ashlynn has approached him.)
Kai Rabeaux: Hey yourself.
Ashlynn Quinn: Look, I’m not going to beat around the bush because you have a match in a few minutes and I know that time is limited. What happened before Territorial Invasion with that stupid uggo Drake was super unfortunate and I hate him. I never should have let him talk to me the way he did, and plant seeds of doubt. It’s just that I’m a champion now and you have a contract, and I should have trusted you when you said that my title wasn’t your priority. I’m sorry for my part, except for slapping you because you kinda deserved that at the time.
(Kai slowly nods his head.)
Kai Rabeaux: You don’t have to apologize and yeah, I probably did deserve your wraith. Drake has a very extreme way of doing things, and I wish he wouldn’t have gotten involved in my personal life. It doesn’t surprise me, though, I am disappointed. Drake will do whatever it takes to win, and if that means destroying whatever we were in the process of building, he did it. I won’t act like I didn’t benefit from focusing completely on War Games. We did win, and that victory was huge for me.
(Kai pauses and scratches the back of his neck.)
Kai Rabeaux: But you ended up as collateral damage and that wasn’t right. I could have handled things better myself, and I apologize as well for my part.
(The two Elitists stare at one another, the tension clearly building. Finally, Ashlynn clears her throat and lowers her eyes.)
Ashlynn Quinn: How about we just start over? Let’s forget these past few weeks or whatever it’s been, never existed for us?
(Ashlynn looks up at Kai through her long, dark lashes and her expression is a hopeful one. Kai cups her chin, tilts her face up towards his, and brushes a gentle kiss across her lips.)
Kai Rabeaux: I think I would like to start over with you, Ashlynn. After I beat Jay, would you like to have dinner with me?
(A pretty blush creeps across Ashlynn’s face.)
Ashlynn Quinn: I think that would be lovely. I’ll head back to my lockerroom and watch your match, and then you can just come knock on my door when you’re ready.
Kai Rabeaux: Perfect.
(Ashlynn presses a kiss to his cheek and wishes him luck before heading off. She waits until she rounds the corner before she jumps around, excited that she was able to fix her relationship with Kai and get it back on track.)
(Ashlynn calms down, smooths her hair, and heads for her lockerroom as Voltage fades to a commercial break.)
(Commercial for The Last Stand, Showdown’s upcoming marquee event.)
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton in the ring.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(‘Burn in My Light’ by Mercy Drive blares throughout the arena, and Kai Rabeaux makes his way onto the stage with a smug expression on his face as the fans shower him with boos. Not that Kai pays them any mind en route to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! Hailing from New York City, New York, weighing in at 230 pounds… HE IS MR. 24/7… THE FORERUNNER… KAI RABEAUX!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai Rabeaux is riding a wave of momentum right now after Territorial Invasion, and it’s going to be hard to knock him off this perch.
Rich Russillo: Kai’s ego is an at an all time high, which is saying something, because when is it not?
Thadd Blazevich: That’s true, bro. But for someone with a big ego, he at least manages to back it up, and prove why he’s the future of Elite Answers Wrestling.
Persephone: If he’s the future, were doomed.
(‘There Is Surely Tomorrow’ by WAGAMAMA RAKIA plays out Jay Jerry Johnson as Kai Rabeaux paces back and forth inside the ring. Jay strikes a pose on the stage, garnering a mixed reaction from fans before walking down to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent! Hailing out of Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 223 pounds…HE IS THE ARTIST… JAY! JERRY! JOHNSON!!
Rich Russillo: Jay knows what’s at stake tonight, beating Kai Rabeaux would be a big deal, especially after his performance at Territorial Invasion.
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, don’t count out Jay in the slightest, bro. If there’s anybody capable, it is him to get the job done.
Rich Russillo: This oughta be interesting as, in the ring, both him and Kai are pretty equally matched.
(The referee signals for the bell as both competitors stand in opposing corners.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Alright, this is a highly anticipated affair between both Kai Rabeaux and Jay Jerry Johnson! These two are some of Voltage’s fastest rising stars, and look to prove why as they square off against each other. A win for Jay here would be huge, given the momentum Kai has at the moment, and I’m sure Jay knows that.
Thadd Blazevich: Both men exit their respective corners, and circle around before a collar and elbow tie-up takes place in the center, bro!
Rich Russillo: Jockey for position between both men, and Jay manages to back Kai up against the ropes. The referee intervenes, and it looks as if we might get a clean break between both- NEVERMIND! JAY WENT FOR A ROUNDHOUSE KICK ON KAI WHILE HE HAD BOTH HANDS UP! TRYING TO CATCH HIS OPPONENT OFF GUARD!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai narrowly avoided that kick, and creates a bit of space from Jay.
(Jay gestures how close he came with his fingers, and Kai trash him off-mic, refusing to have his confidence shaken so early on.)
Persephone: Imagine if the kick had connected with that chrome dome head of his.
Thadd Blazevich: Both competitors close the distance with another collar and elbow tie-up! Center of the ring! Kai gets the upper hand this time around with a standing side headlock, and wrenches on the hold before Jay backs him against the ropes! Bouncing Kai off to escape!
Rich Russillo: BUT KAI RABEAUX REBOUNDS BACK WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE! FLOORING JAY JERRY JOHNSON!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai goes to follow it up as he runs off the ropes- but Jay rolls onto his belly! Forcing Kai to leapfrog over, and Johnson pops up to his feet as Kai comes rebounding back! ARM DRAG BY JAY JERRY JOHNSON, AND HE TRANSITIONS IT INTO AN ARMBAR!
Rich Russillo: BUT DOESNT KEEP THE CONTROL FOR LONG AS KAI GETS HIM IN A GROUNDED HEADSCISSORS! USING THOSE LONG LEGS OF HIS TO ESCAPE- BUT IT ISNT LONG EITHER BEFORE JAY JERRY JOHNSON KICKS OUT THE HEADSCISSORS, AND BOTH COMPETITORS SCRAMBLE BACK TO THEIR FEET!
Thadd Blazevich: JAY JERRY JOHNSON GOES FOR A ROUNDHOUSE KICK- BUT KAI DUCKS UNDERNEATH IT! KAI WENT FOR A SHOOT KICK TO THE CHEST, BUT JAY BLOCKED IT! AND BOTH MEN THINK THE SAME THING! GOING FOR A DOUBLE DROPKICK!
Rich Russillo: AND BOTH KAI AND JAY JERRY JOHNSON HEADSPRING BACK UP TO THEIR FEET, FINDING THEMSELVES AT A STALEMATE EARLY ON!
Persephone: How hard is it to hit the other, God.
Thadd Blazevich: Both Jay and Kai are pretty equally matched in their abilities, and it’ll be interesting to see who comes out on top here, bro!
Rich Russillo: Kai and Jay both circle each other before initiating a test of strength in the center! Going shoulder to shoulder as they jockey for position in this Greco-Roman style knuckle lock!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai overpowers Jay down to a bridge, but Jay shifts the momentum on Kai! Outpowering him down to a bridge, and kicks out Kai’s leg from under him! FLATTENING RABEAUX ON THE CANVAS AS HE HOLDS BOTH HANDS DOWN FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Rich Russillo: Kai pops his shoulder up, keeping the knuckle lock with Jay intact, and powers back to his feet! Again, both men go shoulder to shoulder trying to overpower the other! But Kai Rabeaux switches strategies with an arm wringer on Jay! Gaining control of the wrist!
Thadd Blazevich: Jay escapes by wringing the arm of Kai to reverse, and transitions into a hammerlock, applying torque to that elbow! Kai reaches over his shoulder, and SNAPMARES Jay over to a seated position for a PENALTY KICK TO THE SPINE!
Rich Russillo: BUT JAY IMMEDIATELY RUSHES BACK TO HIS FEET, AND GETS IN THE FACE OF KAI BEFORE SNAPMARING HIM DOWN TO A SEATED POSITION FOR A PENALTY KICK OF HIS OWN TO THE SPINE!
Thadd Blazevich: OUCH! THAT ECHOED THROUGHOUT THE ARENA, AND KAI CERTAINLY FELT THE EFFECTS OF THAT ONE AS PAIN IS ETCHED ACROSS HIS FACE BEFORE JAY RUNS OFF THE ROPES IN FRONT OF HIM! MAKING IT TEN TIMES WORSE WITH A RUNNING PENALTY KICK THE CHEST!
Rich Russillo: KAI ROLLS THROUGH TO A KNEE FROM HOW HARD JAY HIT, AND JAY PULLS HIM INTO POSITION FOR A SUPLEX! BUT HE CANT HOIST HIM UP AS HE KAI HOLDS HIS WEIGHT DOWN! BLOCKING THE MOVE FROM TAKING PLACE!
Thadd Blazevich: AND RABEAUX GOES TO SHIFT THE MOMENTUM BY HOISTING JAY UP FOR A SUPLEX OF HIS OWN- BUT JAY FLOATS OVER BEHIND HIM, AND RUNS OFF THE ROPES! KAI QUICKLY SPINS AROUND, AND DROPS DOWN TO TRY AND TRIP JAY! BUT JAY HAD ENOUGH REACTION TIME TO HURDLE OVER, AND CONTINUE HIS MOMENTUM!
Rich Russillo: KAI POPS TO HIS FEET, AND GOES TO LEAPFROG OVER JOHNSON- BUT JAY PICKS HIS LEG OUTTA MID AIR, AND FACEPLANTS ONTO THE CANVAS! JAY POPS TO HIS FEET BEHIND KAI AS HE MAKES IT TO ALL FOURS, CLUTCHING AT HIS MOUTH AND NOSE WHICH NO DOUBT HIT HARD!
Thadd Blazevich: JAY REACHES DOWN, AND WRAPS HIS ARMS AROUND KAI’S WAIST FOR A DEADLIFT… GERMAN SUPLEX! BEAUTIFUL BRIDGE BY JOHNSON FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: Kickout!
Persephone: It’s been almost nonstop movement with these two. Seriously, slow down.
Thadd Blazevich: Well, which one do you want? Them to slow down or speed up?
Persephone: I want you to shut your dumb face, Thadd, how about that?
Thadd Blazevich: What’d I do?
Rich Russillo: I’m sure she’s just kiddi-
Persephone: I’m not.
Rich Russillo: 😅 Okay, moving on! Kai crawls over to the corner, and pulls himself up in it with assistance from the ropes! Jay closes in, and CONNECTS WITH A SHOOT KICK ACROSS THE CHEST!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai tried to stagger out of the corner, looking to create some space. But Jay wasn’t having it as he pushed him back into it, and JACKED KAI’S JAW WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!
Rich Russillo: Jay’s been aggressive during this match, and irish whips Kai to the opposite corn- WAIT! KAI REVERSES, SENDING JOHNSON TO THE CORNER INSTEAD! KAI RUSHES IN- BUT JAY GETS HIS BOOT UP!
Thadd Blazevich: KAI STAGGERS AWAY MOMENTARILY, BUT SHRUGS OFF THE BOOT AS A LOOK OF ANGER TAKES OVER AS HE SPINS AROUND TO CHARGE AT JAY ONCE AGAIN! JAY WAS EXPECTING HIM THIS TIME AROUND TOO, AND SENDS KAI UP AND OVER HIS SHOULDER!
Rich Russillo: KAI MANAGED TO CATCH HIMSELF OUT ON THE APRON, AND JAY SPINS AROUND TO DELIVER A HARD FOREARM SHOT TO THE JAW! SOMEHOW, KAI IS STILL STANDING ON THAT APRON! BUT HE’S TEETERING!
Thadd Blazevich: JAY GOES TO FULLY KNOCK HIM OFF WITH A SHOOT KICK INTO THE GUT— BUT KAI CATCHES THE BOOT, AND TURNS IT INTO A DRAGON SCREW LEG WHIP FROM THE APRON!
Rich Russillo: Jay goes down, and rolls to the center of the ring clutching at his knee! Meanwhile, Kai rolls back in underneath the bottom rope, and grabs the possibly injured leg of Johnson for a KNEE DROP LEGBREAKER!
Persephone: Yeah, I’ve seen just about enough. The referee should call it, I can’t bare to watch Jay Jerry Johnson endure another moment of pain! 👀
Thadd Blazevich: Since when did you become the caring type, bro?
Persephone: Since, like, forever “bro.”
Thadd Blazevich: Riiight…
Rich Russillo: Jay tries scooting back from Kai to create separation, but it isn’t going to be that easy as Kai’s hot on his heels, and pulls Jay up to his feet. Backing him against the ropes for an IRISH WHIP!
Thadd Blazevich: JAY REBOUNDS BACK, AND KAI CHARGES INTO HIM WITH A RUNNING BACK ELBOW!
Rich Russillo: Kai caught Johnson flush, and Jay sits up slightly rattled on the canvas. Kai walks over, and places his boot down onto the ankle of Johnson. Keeping him pinned there as he uses his other leg to METHODICALLY STOMP DOWN ONTO THE KNEE DIRECTLY OF JOHNSON!
Thadd Blazevich: SCREAMS OF TORTURE BEING HEARD FROM JOHNSON BEFORE KAI DECIDES TO MOVE ON, AND LOCKS HIM INTO THE FIGURE FOUR LEGLOCK!
Rich Russillo: KAI’S FOUND A WEAKPOINT, AND HES STICKING WITH IT! NEUTRALIZING THE KICK GAME OF JAY JERRY JOHNSON! YOU HAVE TO ADMIT, ITS SMART TO TAKE OUT YOUR OPPONENTS BASE LIKE THIS!
Thadd Blazevich: YEAH, BECAUSE ITS GOING TO GREATLY HINDER JAY FROM DOING MOST OF HIS OTHER HUGE MOVES AS WELL!
Rich Russillo: KAI’S APPLYING TONS OF PRESSURE IN THIS FIGURE FOUR, AND JAY JERRY JOHNSON MIGHT BE FORCED TO TAP SOON!
Persephone: Please, it’s already bad enough tapping, but to a move that isn’t even your opponent’s finisher? :cmon: Has that ever happened before?
Rich Russillo: Actually, it has.
Persephone: :comeagain: When?
Rich Russillo: Ronan Malosi versus Bronson Daniels at Grand Rampage 2021.
Persephone: Of course.
Thadd Blazevich: :mjlol: Wish I was here for that, bros.
Persephone: It’s a Ronan Malosi match. No, you don’t.
Rich Russillo: But back inside the ring, Jay Jerry Johnson are starting to drag himself toward the ropes! GRABBING ONTO THE BOTTOM ROPE WITH BOTH HANDS, AND THE REFEREE INTERVENES WITH A FIVE COUNT TO TRY AND FORCE KAI TO BREAK THE HOLD!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE!
Thadd Blazevich: KAI BREAKS THE HOLD AT THREE, BUT IS QUICK TO DRAG JAY BACK TO THE CENTER FOR ANOTHER FIGURE FOUR ATTEMPT- BUT JAY TURNS IT INTO A SMALL PACKAGE!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT! KAI SCRAMBLES TO HIS FEET, BUT JOHNSON CAN ONLY GET TO A KNEE WITH THE BAD LEG WEIGHING HIM DOWN!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai’s cocky demeanor has returned, having Jay right where he wants him as he saunters over, and grabs a handful of hair- BUT JAY EXPLODES FROM OUTTA NOWHERE WITH A FOREARM!
Rich Russillo: KAI RESPONDS BACK WITH ONE OF HIS OWN! FOREARM FROM JAY AS A REBUTTAL! AND KAI SHOOT KICKS HIM IN THE SIDE OF HIS KNEE TO SHUT DOWN ANY ATTEMPTS AT A RALLY AS JAY STUMBLES BACK AGAINST THE MIDDLE ROPE, CLUTCHING AT HIS KNEE AS HE DROPS TO ONE!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai walks over, and stands Jay up against the ropes for an irish whip! BUT JAY BOUNCES BACK WITH A SLIDING FRONT SWEEP KICK! KAI FACEPLANTED ON THE CANVAS BEFORE POPPING UP TO ALL FOURS AS JAY LEAP IN THE AIR FOR A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO THE BACK!
Rich Russillo: KAI GOT FLATTENED MOMENTARILY, AND STRUGGLES BACK TO HIS FEET AS JAY JERRY JOHNSON STALKS HIM BEFORE CHARGING IN FOR “SPRECHOR CROSSLINE!” SPIKED HIM WITH THAT DDT, AND CRAWLS INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHRRRRRRR-
Thadd Blazevich: SHOULDER UP!
Rich Russillo: But Jay Jerry Johnson isn’t deterred, and a look of intensity forms on his face as he drags Kai back to his feet. Both competitors are struggling to stand currently, but Jay Jerry Johnson grits through whatever pain he’s in to deliver a SHOOT KICK TO THE SIDE OF KAI’S THIGH! FOLLOWED UP BY A PUMP KICK THAT TURNS HIM AROUND AN INVERTED EXPLODER SUPLEX!
Thadd Blazevich: JAY CRAWLS INTO THE COVER ON KAI! LOOKING TO LEAVE THIS MATCH AS THE WINNER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHRRRRRR-
Thadd Blazevich: TWO COUNT! KAI GOT THE SHOULDER UP, BUT JAY USES THAT ARM TO TRANSITION INTO A SCISSORED ARMBAR CROSSFACE! JAY’S WRENCHING ON THE HOLD! TRYING TO FORCE A TAPOUT FROM KAI NOW!
Rich Russillo: KAI’S FACE IS ETCHED WITH PAIN- BUT HE GRITS THROUGH IT TO ROLL ONTO HIS BACK, AND GET A MAKESHIFT COVER OFF ON JAY WHILE STILL TRAPPED IN THE HOLD!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Thadd Blazevich: KICKOUT, AND JAY HAS TO SIMULTANEOUSLY BREAK THE HOLD! BOTH COMPETITORS ARE BACK TO THEIR FEET, AND KAI SWINGS WILDLY WITH A CLOTHESLINE! GOING TO TAKE JAY’S HEAD OFF WITH “REDLINED!”
Rich Russillo: BUT JAY DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND SLIPS BEHIND KAI FOR ANOTHER GERMAN SUPL- BUT KAI HAS IT SCOUTED THIS TIME AROUND! ELBOWING HIS WAY OUT OF IT! KAI SPINS AROUND, AND HAMMERS JAY WITH A FOREARM!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT JAY LETS OUT A WAR CRY BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A SPINNING BACK KICK ON KAI, AND DOUBLING HIM OVER AS HE RUNS OFF THE ROPES FOR A BIG BOOT! BUT KAI CATCHES IT, AND LAUNCHES JAY WITH A CAPTURE SUPLEX!
Rich Russillo: JAY ROLLS OUT UNDERNEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE TO REGROUP, BUT KAI WONT GIVE HIM THAT LUXURY AS HE RUNS OFF THE ROPES! BUILDING MOMENTUM FOR A SUICIDE DIVE THAT WIPES JAY OUT!
Persephone: I’m surprised his tall ass could even do one of those.
Thadd Blazevich: KAI’S A MAN OF MANY SURPRISES AS HE ROLLS JAY BACK INSIDE THE RING BEFORE CLIMBING TO THE TOP ROPE! KAI’S LOOKING TO TAKE FLIGHT ONCE AGAIN AS HE LEAPS OFF WITH A MISSILE DROPKICK!
Rich Russillo: JAY ROLLS BACK THROUGH TO HIS FEET, AND STUMBLES INTO THE CORNER AS KAI PULLS HIMSELF UP IN THE OPPOSITE! LINING JAY UP FOR… “HOLLOW POINT!” THERE IT IS!
Thadd Blazevich: THAT KICK CAUGHT JAY FLUSH IN THE CORNER! DAMN NEAR TAKING HIS HEAD OFF!
Rich Russillo: KAI DIRECTS JAY TO THE CENTER OF THE RING, AND JOHNSON CAN BARELY STAND AS RABEAUX RUNS OFF THE ROPES! GOING TO TAKE HIS HEAD OFF ONCE MORE WITH “REDLINED!”
Thadd Blazevich: BUT JAY BLOCKS IT! AVOIDING THE MOVE WITH WELL-TIMED BIG BOOT TO THE ARM! KAI SPINS AROUND, CLUTCHING AT HIS ARM! BUT QUICKLY REGAINS CONTROL WITH A BACK KICK TO THE ABDOMEN OF JOHNSON!
Rich Russillo: KAI LOOKS TO PIECE A COMBO TOGETHER AS HE FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A PENALTY KICK TO THE CHEST THAT JOLTS JAY UPRIGHT! AND TRIES TO FINISH IT OFF WITH A DISCUS “REDLINED!” BUT JAY JERRY JOHNSON TRAPS THE ARM, AND SCOOPS KAI UP INTO POSITION FOR “HEAVENS FEEL!”
Persephone: Yes! It’s over!
Thadd Blazevich: NO! AS KAI SLITHERS DOWN THE BACK OF JOHNSON FOR A SUNSET FLIP! STACKING HIM UP FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO-
Rich Russillo: NO WAY! KAI RABEAUX IS DEADLIFTING JAY UP INTO POSITION FOR A SPINNING SITOUT POWERBOMB! KAI HOLDS IT FOR THE COVER! THIS MIGHT BE IT AS SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHRRRRRRE-
Thadd Blazevich: SO CLOSE, BROS!
Persephone: Yeah, but close doesn’t cut it. I need this match over with. I’ve had enough of Mr. Clean, and Jay Jerry- whatever the reason of his name is.
Rich Russillo: You were one word away, it’s Johnson.
Persephone: Rich, does it look like I give a fuck?
Rich Russillo: I-
Persephone: Good answer.
Rich Russillo: :kyrie:
Thadd Blazevich: Jay had got the shoulder up, and rolls away from Kai slightly, trying to create separation. But Kai isn’t going to let it happen, realizing how important it is to stay on top of your opponent at all times!
Rich Russillo: Kai drags Jay to his feet, and puts him into the corner before lifting Jay up to the top turnbuckle! Kai has dangerous ideas in mind as he climbs to the middle rope, and hooks Jay up for a superplex! Going for another high impact maneuver!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT JAY BLOCKS THE SUPERPLEX ATTEMPT FROM HAPPENING! AND DELIVERS SOME SHOTS TO THE BODY OF RABEAUX! BEFORE SHIFTING THE MOMENTUM WITH A GOURDBUSTER! SENDING KAI PLUMMENTING DOWN TO THE CANVAS!
Persephone: That’s what he fucking gets, the dumb bastard shoulda went for his finisher.
Rich Russillo: Well, it’s obvious from that counter that Jay may not be fully softened up for it yet! Kai is writhing on the mat in pain, and Jay perches himself on the top turnbuckle for a- NO! KAI MOVED OUT THE WAY OF WHATEVER JAY HAD IN STORE FOR HIM THERE, BUT JAY ROLLED THROUGH TO HIS FEET!
Thadd Blazevich: KAI PULLS HIMSELF UP IN THE CORNER, BUT BIG MISTAKE AS JAY CHARGES IN WITH A RUNNING— “HOLLOW POINT!!”
Rich Russillo: JAY CAUGHT KAI WITH THE RUNNING HIGH KICK IN THAT CORNER, GIVING HIM A TASTE OF HIS OWN MEDICINE BEFORE DRAGGING KAI OUT OF THE CORNER FOR A “YKHM LAST LOVE!” DUMPING KAI RIGHT ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD! CENTER OF THE RING, NOWHERE TO GO AS JAY COVERS!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRRR-
Thadd Blazevich: SHOULDER UP! KAI NARROWLY SURVIVES THE ONSLAUGHT FROM JOHNSON! BUT JAY ROLLS HIM ONTO HIS BACK, AND TRANSITIONS INTO THE “WINGMAN REBIRTH 187!” CRAFTY COVER THERE BY JOHNSON!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Persephone: Did he get him?!
Rich Russillo: NO! 2.999 KICKOUT FROM KAI RABEAUX! AND BOTH COMPETITORS RUSH BACK TO THEIR FEET! JAY CONNECTS WITH A STIFF BACK ELBOW ON KAI! FOLLOWING IT UP WITH A JAB, AND USES THE OTHER ARM TO SWING WITH A CLOTHESLINE!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT KAI DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND FINALLY TURNS JAY INSIDE OUT AS HE RUNS OFF THE ROPES FOR “REDLINED!” JAY JERRY JOHNSON IS ROCKED, BUT STIRRING! RUNNING OFF INSTINCT AS HE TRIES TO GET BACK UP TO HIS FEET!
Rich Russillo: KAI IS PREPARED FOR THIS, AND INSTANTLY THROWS JAY JERRY JOHNSON INTO THE CORNER! I THINK RABEAUX IS GOING FOR “HOLLOW POINT” A SECOND TIME!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT JAY JERRY JOHNSON GETS THE BOOT UP, AND HOPS TO THE MIDDLE ROPE! HOOKING A STUNNED KAI UP FOR A TORNADO DDT!
Rich Russillo: BUT KAI BLOCKS THE DDT ATTEMPT, STANDING HIS GROUND AGAINST JAY, AND DEADLIFTING HIM UP FOR A POSSIBLE BRAINBUSTER- BUT JAY TURNS IT INTO STUNDOG MILLIONAIRE! JACKING THE JAW OF RABEAUX, BUT KAI REMAINS STANDING! ALBEIT BARELY AS JAY RUSHES TO HIS FEET!
Thadd Blazevich: JAY RUN TOWARD KAI— BUT GETS SCOOPED UP ONTO HIS SHOULDER FOR THE “KINGSTONE PILEDRIVER!!”
Rich Russillo: BUT JAY SLIPS OUT BEHIND KAI, AND SCOOPS HIM UP FOR A SNAP “HEAVENS FEEL!” JAY SCRAMBLES INTO THE COVER, HOOKING KAI’S INSIDE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Thadd Blazevich: HEY, ROPE BREAK! ROPE BREAK!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: HERES YOUR WINNER… JAY JERRY JOHNSON!!
(Jay releases the leg, and pops back to his feet as ‘There Is Surely Tomorrow’ by WAGAMAMA RAKIA plays to a positive reaction from the fans, some people not noticing themselves that Kai got his foot on the rope. Jay gets his hand raised in victory, not realizing himself as Kai clutches at his head in pain.)
Rich Russillo: Wait, I- I mean, Jay Jerry Johnson picks up the victory. But correct me if I’m wrong, Kai had his foot on the ropes?
Thadd Blazevich; He DEFINITELY had his foot on the rope, but I don’t think the referee seen it.
Persephone: You guys are being dramatic, he didn’t have his foot on the ropes. You’re just seeing things!
Thadd Blazevich: No, I-
Persephon: Shut up! Do you want them to restart this Godforsaken match or something? Jesus Christ!
Thadd Blazevich: :roman:
Rich Russillo: Jay wins, but in controversial fashion.
(Jay goes up to the middle rope, and looks out to the crowd, but doesn’t notice behind him Kai Rabeaux approaching the referee while holding his head to explain what happened.)
Rich Russillo: Uh-oh, I think there’s trouble in paradise as Kai is letting the referee know of his screw up.
(The referee is apologetic, but Kai isn’t accepting it, and angrily backs the referee into the corner, grabbing onto his shirt with both hands!)
Thadd Blazevich: OH, CMON NOW! THERES NO NEED FOR THIS!
(Jay looks over his shoulder to notice Kai Rabeaux screaming at the petrified referee in the opposite corner. Jay steps down, and goes over there to turn Kai around, confronting him about his behavior. The referee uses this opportunity to get outta dodge as he rolls out underneath the bottom rope.)
Rich Russillo: Thankfully, Jay is there—
Thadd Blazevich: OH, CMON!
Persephone: HA!
(Kai made it appear like he was starting to calm down before a surprise kick to Jay’s knee he targeted earlier in the match! Jay goes down to all fours, and Kai backs into a corner as Johnson rises up to a knee—)
Rich Russillo: “BLADE OF BABYLON!!”
Thadd Blazevich: KAI JUST TURNED HIM INSIDE OUT!
Rich Russillo: THAT WAS UNCALLED FOR!
Thadd Blazevich: YEAH, BUT WHILE JAY MAY BE THE WINNER ON THIS OCCASION, HE CERTAINLY DOESNT LOOK LIKE ONE RIGHT ABOUT NOW!
(Kai returns to a knee, being showered with a chorus of boos by the fans in attendance. Kai doesn’t care, however, as he rises to both feet and starts exiting the ring, angrily muttering to himself as he storms up the stage with the camera fading elsewhere.)
(Commercial for House of Glass, the upcoming Dynasty marquee event.)
(The camera shot has returned to the ringside area before focusing on the ring where Bella Braxton is standing front and center with a microphone as she is ready to start the introductions for the next match.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘My Mind Is A Mountain’ by Deftones starts playing as Daniella Atlas enters the arena to loud cheers from the crowd. Daniella has a very serious look on her face as she heads right to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first and making her way to the ring! From Dunkirk, France! Weighing 170 pounds! Here is “THE BLADE OF HERMES” DANIELLA ATLAS!!
Rich Russillo: Here comes Daniella Atlas ready for action in her first match since Territorial Invasion and Daniella is on the hunt to get back to her winning ways after what happened at Territorial Invasion.
Persephone: She lost. Big deal. She’s a loser.
Thadd Blazevich: She is also hungry to get herself back into the title picture once again. There was worry, but the doctors said that Daniella is ready for action. Unfortunately, her opponent is a doctor who would have no issue putting her in the hospital.
(Daniella gets in the ring and takes a corner as her music is quickly replaced by “Somebody Get Me A Doctor” by Van Halen. The crowd immediately starts booing as Dr. Bethany Blue enters the arena holding the Hardcore Championship in the air and ignoring the negative fans as she heads to the ring. )
Bella Braxton: Introducing her opponent! Residing in Boca Raton, Florida! Weighing 125 pounds. Here is the EAW HARDCORE CHAMPION!! DR. BETHANY BLUE! MMMMMMMMMMMM! DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!
Persephone: Oh great. Now she’s here too. Bitches of a feather flock together. I hate this place sometimes.
(The camera shot then focuses over on another part of the ring where Selina Reyes and Minerva have made themselves comfortable.)
Thadd Blazevich: Well well well, dudes. There’s Selina and Minerva here to get a bird’s eye view of this match after Selina attacked Bethany last week.
Rich Russillo: Bethany has been in this game for a while, but the question is will Selina and Minerva be in her head enough to cause Bethany to make a mistake and ultimately lose this match? I guess we will find out.
(Bethany enters the ring and takes a quick glance at Minerva and Selina at ringside before taking a different corner. She raises her title in the air proudly as she hands her title to the referee and her music fades off. The referee then checks both competitors before calling for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Here we go with nontitle action as we hear the sound of the bell. This is going to be a good one. Daniella and Bethany meet up in the center of the ring and choose to have a clean lock up–
Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA SHOWING HER POWER EARLY AS SHE EASILY MUSCLES AROUND BETHANY AND GETS HER INTO THE CORNER!
Persephone: Of course this stupid referee is forcing a break. Daniella is playing nice for some reason and so is Dr. Whore–
Thadd Blazevich: BETHANY WITH AN ELBOW TO THE HEAD THAT STUNS DANIELLA FOR A SECOND BEFORE BETHANY COMES BACK WITH A CLOTHESLINE!
Rich Russillo: As we can see at ringside, both Selina and Minerva are watching this match very closely, especially Dr. Bethany Blue after what went down last week.
Persephone: Those two are either insane or stupid because NOBODY wants to look at Dr. Bethany McSkank.
Rich Russillo: Daniella is down as Bethany puts the boots to the former Specialists Champion as Daniella tries to make a break and get to the ropes.
Persephone: For a lot of people considering her a tough girl, she is certainly trying to run away pretty quickly. Why doesn’t she get back up and fight?
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, Daniella almost got to the ropes, but Bethany grabs her by the hair and just drags her over to the corner. Gnarly!!
Rich Russillo: Daniella is back on her feet AND BETHANY IS JUST THROWING KICK AFTER KICK INTO DANIELLA’S RIBS!! ONE AFTER THE OTHER AS THE REFEREE TELLS BETHANY TO GET HER OUT OF THE CORNER!
Thadd Blazevich: The referee reaches four AND DANIELLA CATCHES THE LEG! BETHANY IS IN TROUBLE NOW!!
Persephone: The Doc got too big for her britches and now she’s gonna get her ass kicked. Don’t disappoint me.
Thadd Blazevich: Bethany is hopping on one foot trying to find a way to get free, BUT DANIELLA COMES BACK WITH A SPINNING BACK ELBOW THAT CAUGHT THE DOCTOR RIGHT IN THE FACE!!
Rich Russillo: She might diagnose herself with a broken nose right there, but Bethany is still somehow on her feet as Daniella grabs Bethany by the hair AND DELIVERS A HEADBUTT TO THE FACE!
Persephone: BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! BITCH GOT HIT IN THE NOSE AGAIN! DO IT AGAIN!!
Rich Russillo: Bethany holding her face in pain after those two damaging shots AS DANIELLA DELIVERS A DROPKICK! BETHANY IS DOWN AND DANIELLA TRIES FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEE!
TWWWWWW-
Persephone: She kicked out. What a shock.
Thadd Blazevich: Bethany up at one as Daniella keeps control of the match by bringing the Doctor back to her feet AND FIRING OFF A FOREARM TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!!
Rich Russillo: Those forearms are rocking the Champion in this nontitle matchup. So much so that Bethany now finds herself in the corner—
Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA WITH A BOOT TO THE THROAT!! BRO! SHE MIGHT BE HYPEREXTENDING THAT LEG TO CAUSE MORE DAMAGE!!
Persephone: YES!!! COME ON! CRUSH DR. BITCH’S VOICEBOX!! PUT HER IN INTENSIVE CARE!!
Thadd Blazevich: She doesn’t get to keep the choke on for long as the referee is right there telling Daniella to break the choke.
Rich Russillo: Daniella lets Bethany go on four before pulling Bethany in AND CLOBBERING HER WITH A CLOTHESLINE TO THE THROAT!!
Persephone: These damn referees ruin everything. We might have been a few seconds away from seeing Dr. Bethany Blue turn blue.
Rich Russillo: The Hardcore is in a huge mess of trouble right now as Daniella once again pulls Bethany back to her feet AND JUST CATCHES HER WITH A HORRIBLE SOUNDING KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST!!
Persephone: I am starting to tolerate this Daniella bitch a tiny bit. Keep chopping her!! Let’s find out if those puppies have some enhancement.
Thadd Blazevich: Geez. Brutal.
Rich Russillo: Those powerful chops have forced Bethany back into the corner once again AS DANIELLA UNLEASHES A FLURRY OF CHOPS TO THE HARDCORE CHAMPION!!
Thadd Blazevich: The referee once again admonishes Daniella to let Bethany out of the corner before starting another count to which Daniella stops on four.
Persephone: I am hating these referees more and more each day. But this Daniella is now on the second rope AS SHE STARTS PUNCHING DR. WHORE IN THE HEAD!! BUST HER OPEN!!
Crowd: 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8–
Thadd Blazevich: BETHANY BLOCKS THE PROVERBIAL TEN PUNCHES WITH A RIGHT HAND TO THE TEMPLE! DANIELLA IS DAZED AS BETHANY SHOVES DANIELLA OFF OF HER–-
Rich Russillo: AND RIGHT OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE FLOOR BELOW! GOOD GAWD! DANIELLA’S FACE CRACKED THE RING STEPS ON HER WAY DOWN! THAT COULD BE A CONCUSSING SHOT!!
Persephone: You make it sound like it’s a bad thing or something! These idiots know where the ring steps are. If they faceplant on them or anything, it’s their own damn fault.
Rich Russillo: Bethany is catching her breath in the corner as she rolls her way outside the ring. She grabs Daniella by the hair AND SMASHES HER FACE FIRST INTO THE RING STEPS AGAIN!
Persephone: This Bitch needs to stay away from the anesthesia because she does know that this isn’t a hardcore match, right? I wouldn’t mind if it turned into one, though.
Thadd Blazevich: Referee showing a lot of leeway, bro, as Bethany manages to pick up Daniella AND JUST SLAMS HER ON THE RINGSIDE FLOOR! DANIELLA TAKING SOME DAMAGE TO HER BACK OFF OF THAT!
Rich Russillo: All the momentum Daneilla had is completely gone as we see Minerva and Selina both completely focused on Dr. Bethany Blue as she again uses the hair to get Daniella back to her feet.
Thadd Blazevich: Daniella was rolled into the ring but Bethany doesn’t follow suit as she makes her way to the corner and all the way to the top rope.
Persephone: I’d say somebody should call a doctor if she falls and breaks her neck, but it won’t help because the doctor is the one who got hurt. Let’s see if she screws up.
Thadd Blazevich: Bethany is watching closely as she finds her balance on the top turnbuckle. She is waiting very intently on Daniella to get back to her feet. Daniella was rocked a little on the outside, but she is showing some intensity by still trying to get back to her feet.
Rich Russillo: Daniella is finally back up AND BETHANY COMES FLYING OFF THE TOP ROPE AND CATCHES DANIELLA WITH A PICTURE PERFECT MISSILE DROPKICK TO THE HEAD!
Persephone: Picture perfect? These two bitches have faces made for radio.
Rich Russillo: Anyways, Daniella was turned inside out off the missile dropkick. The Doctor senses a good opportunity to go for the cover as she hooks the leg!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHH-
Persephone: I could have told you that wasn’t going to work. Bitch kicked out.
Thadd Blazevich: Near fall for the Hardcore Champion, bro. NOW SHE IS JUST THROWING FOREARMS INTO THE BACK OF DANIELLA’S HEAD!
Rich Russillo: The Doctor is trying everything she can to keep her bigger and stronger opponent down, but DANIELLA IS STILL FIGHTING BACK TO GET ON HER FEET!
Thadd Blazevich: Now Bethany is done with the forearms AND SHE JUMPS ON DANIELLA’S BACK! BETHANY HAS A SLEEPER HOLD ON DANIELLA!
Persephone: I wish I had a camera so I can take a picture of how stupid Doctor Dumbshit looks right now. Daniella doesn’t even look like she’s fading at all right now. What an idiot.
Thadd Blazevich: Daniella grabs hold of Bethany’s legs AND BACKS FULL SPEED INTO ONE OF THE CORNERS AND SLAMS BETHANY BACK FIRST AGAINST THE TURNBUCKLES!
Rich Russillo: Bethany let the choke go as Daniella backs up BEFORE RUNNING FULL SPEED BACK TOWARDS BETHANY IN THE CORNER–
Persephone: SHE RUNS RIGHT INTO AN ELBOW FROM THE SKANK DOCTOR!! SHE’S AN IDIOT TOO!!
Rich Russillo: Daniella was staggered for a moment as Bethany climbs her way back onto the top rope.
Persephone: Just because it worked once doesn’t mean it’s going to work a second time–
Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA CAME BACK AND CAUGHT BETHANY IN THE FACE WITH AN ELBOW STRIKE! I’M SURPRISED BETHANY’S FACE ISN’T BLEEDING RIGHT NOW!!
Rich Russillo: Bethany is dazed at the moment before DANIELLA GRABS BETHANY AND LIFTS OFF THE TOP ROPE! HOLY SHIT! WHAT A MILITARY PRESS BY DANIELLA ATLAS!
Thadd Blazevich: WHAT POWER BY DANIELLA! THAT IS NOT A MOVE YOU SEE VERY OFTEN FROM HER! BRO, BETHANY IS AT LEAST EIGHT FEET IN THE AIR RIGHT NOW!
Persephone: Makes it even more fitting that she is a damn bird brain. The only satisfaction I get from this is knowing that there is only one way for Dr. Fake Boobs to go–
Thadd Blazevich: AND THAT IS DOWN BRO!! DANIELLA JUST DROPPED BETHANY AND BETHANY CRASHES CHEST FIRST ONTO THE MAT!! THAT WAS UGLY!
Rich Russillo: That was a horrible landing for Bethany as Daniella brings her back to her feet. She doesn’t think the Gorilla Press Drop was enough to get her the win so he grabs Bethany by the head AND SPINS OUT BEFORE PLANTING BETHANY WITH “THE MEMORY ROOM”!
Persephone: BAHAHAHAHAHAHA! This is great! The Doctor is going to need plastic surgery if she keeps hitting her face again and again!
Rich Russillo: The Spinning Reverse STO spiked Bethany down as Daniella rolls her over and hooks the leg for the cover!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHRRREEEEEEEEE-
Persephone: OH COME ON!!
Thadd Blazevich: BETHANY GOT HER SHOULDER UP RIGHT BEFORE THREE AND IT’S A NEAR FALL FOR DANIELLA ATLAS, BRO!
Rich Russillo: I’m surprised Bethany isn’t bleeding with all the shots she has taken to the face. Did you see Selina and Minerva over there? Selina let out a grunt of frustration that I don’t think anybody saw but us.
Thadd Blazevich: After last week, I don’t think Selina would have minded if Bethany lost this match up. Something to rub in her face and possibly to even get in Dr. Bethany’s head.
Persephone: To get into her head would mean that there would be something up there for them to ruin… which the bitch doesn’t.
Thadd Blazevich: Daniella is still in firm control of the match as she brings Bethany back to her feet. Bethany looks worse for wear as Daniella tries to whip her to the ropes–
Rich Russillo: BETHANY IS ABLE TO REVERSE IT AND SEND DANIELLA TO THE ROPES! Daniella rebounds off the ropes as Bethany swings and misses with a clothesline–
Persephone: But Daniella grabs Bethany’s arm before she floats over AND PLANTS DR. BITCHENSTEIN WITH A DDT!! THAT’S RIGHT! KEEP RUINING THAT DUMB BITCH FACE OF HERS!
Rich Russillo: Bethany’s driven into the canvas once again as Daniella drags Bethany over to the corner. Now Daniella thinks it’s time to get a little high risk as she climbs her way to the top rope.
Persephone: Why won’t these idiots learn that matches can end faster if they stay on the ground and just beat the hell out of each other. There is no need to get exaggerated and theatrical with top rope bullshit.
Thadd Blazevich: Daniella has found her balance on the top rope as she gets her composure BEFORE SHE LEAPS OFF THE TOP ROPE! DANIELLA LOOKING FOR THE SENTON–
Rich Russillo: NOBODY HOME!! DR. BETHANY WAS ABLE TO ROLL OUT OF THE WAY AT THE VERY LAST MOMENT AND DANIELLA FOUND NOTHING BUT THE CANVAS ON THAT!
Thadd Blazevich: Daniella landed hard on her back after that crash and burn situation, bro. Now Bethany has rolled herself into the corner and used the turnbuckles to pull herself back to her feet!
Persephone: They should both just stay down and let the referee ring the bell to end this damn match. But nooo! Dr. Skank is adjusting her boots as she watches Daniella try to get back to her feet.
Thadd Blazevich: Bethany has fire in her eyes as she watches Daniella get back to her feet. Daniella has no idea what is about to happen as Daniella is up and she turns around–
Rich Russillo: AND SHE TURNS RIGHT INTO THE SUPERKICK FROM DR. BETHANY BLUE! T! J! D! TEMPOROMANDIBULAR JOINT DYSFUNCTION FOR THOSE WATCHING AT HOME!! I THINK A FEW OF DANIELLA’S TEETH WENT FLYING INTO THE CROWD AFTER THAT KICK TO THE JAW!
Persephone: Oh shut up! That kick wasn’t that impressive especially with those big moose level feet that bitch has.
Rich Russillo: Of course you would think that. Right now Daniella Atlas might have been knocked out by that superkick as the Doctor rolls Daniella over and goes for the cover!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHRRREEEEEEEEE!
Persephone: DING! DING! DING! MATCH OVER! YAY!!! LET’S GO HOME!!
Thadd Blazevich: What is wrong with you,dude?
Persephone: STOP CALLING ME DUDE, YOU ASSHOLE!!
Rich Russillo: Well whatever you are called, the match isn’t over as the referee says it’s only a two count. That was a very close near fall for the Hardcore Champion!
Thadd Blazevich: Bethany’s a little shocked that the superkick didn’t knock her out, but I think she is going looking to finish this match once and for all as she starts looking for something in her gear
Persephone: I swear if that skanky bitch is gonna try and show us her underwear or something, I am going to sue this place and have her arrested for public indecency.
Thadd Blazevich: You are one deranged chick, you know that?
Rich Russillo: You don’t know the half of it.
Persephone: Fuck off, assholes.
Rich Russillo: Well Persephone won’t have to call her lawyer today because BETHANY HAS THE BLACK GLOVE! WELL KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!
Persephone: Bitch is gonna do something smart for once and hide her fingerprints when she unalives somebody!
Thadd Blazevich: No. She is looking to finish this match once and for all because there is only one move that Bethany goes for in the black glove. She pulls Daniella up BEFORE GOING FOR “SAY AHHH!”!
Rich Russillo: MANDIBLE CLAW BY DR. BETHANY BLUE! SHOVING HER FINGERS DOWN DANIELLA’S GULLET! DANIELLA’S FIGHT IS NOT VERY STRONG RIGHT NOW BECAUSE SHE IS RECOVERING FROM THE TJD SUPERKICK!
Thadd Blazevich: BETHANY IS BRINGING DANIELLA DOWN TO THE MAT! AND THAT FIGHT IS GETTING SLOWER WITH EACH PASSING SECOND! COULD THIS BE THE END OF THE MATCH RIGHT HERE?
Persephone: Damn, I hope so because I am sick and tired of all these damn bitches being around ringside. The sooner they leave, the better.
Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA IS DOWN ON THE MAT, BUT SHE WAS SMART ENOUGH TO ROLL HER SHOULDER UP TO PREVENT A PINFALL! BUT DANIELLA IS ALMOST OUT COLD!!
Rich Russillo: DANIELLA IS NOT GOING TO TAP OUT SO BETHANY IS JUST GOING TO HAVE TO MAKE HER PASS OUT!!
Persephone: This is absolutely ridiculous. Just call for the bell and end the match. This is so boring!!
Rich Russillo: DANIELLA LOOKS TO HAVE PASSED OUT!! THE REFEREE IS RIGHT THERE TO MAKE SURE THAT SHE IS OFFICIALLY UNCONSCIOUS!
Persephone: Yeah, the referee is raising the arm to see if Daniella passed out to this choking move of the Ditzy Doctor. Just ring the bell!!
Thadd Blazevich: The referee goes to raise the arm and drop it to call the match, BUT DANIELLA KEEPS THE ARM UP!
Rich Russillo: Not only that, DANIELLA GETS HER ARM AROUND THE BACK OF DR. BETHANY’S NECK AND SHE GETS THE ENERGY TO ROLL BETHANY OVER INTO AN INSIDE CRADLE!! COULD DANIELLA STEAL IT HERE?
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHRRREEEEEEEEE!
Thadd Blazevich: BETHANY KICKS OUT AT TWO!! BRO, THAT WAS A VERY CLOSE NEAR FALL FOR DANIELLA AS SHE ALMOST BEAT THE HARDCORE CHAMPION!
Persephone: It wasn’t close enough because the damn match is still going. Come on, bitches!! Let’s pick it up a little bit.
Thadd Blazevich: After the roll up, Bethany was forced to let the Mandible Claw go and now Daniella gets a chance to recover, but it wasn’t enough time to recover as Bethany watches Daniella start to get to her feet.
Rich Russillo: Daniella has made it to her knees as BETHANY HITS THE ROPES! BETHANY COMES BACK AND GOES FOR THE “CONCUSSION PROTOCOL” –
Persephone: Of course it gets countered!
Rich Russillo: Daniella was able to pop up at the right time AND CATCHES BETHANY BEFORE DRIVING HER DOWN WITH A SITOUT POWERBOMB!! BETHANY DRIVEN HARD INTO THE CANVAS!
Persephone: But this bitch pulls the fake doctor back to her feet AND PULLS HER IN FOR “INAMORATA”! END THE DAMN MATCH!
Thadd Blazevich: THE LARIAT CAUGHT BETHANY IN THE THROAT AND SHE COULD BE OUT!! DANIELLA FALLS INTO THE COVER!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHRRREEEEEEEEE!
Rich Russillo: SHE GOT THE SHOULDER UP!! THAT WAS SO CLOSE AND DANIELLA THOUGHT SHE HAD THE MATCH THERE BUT IT WAS JUST A VERY CLOSE NEAR FALL!!
Thadd Blazevich: Now Daniella is looking to end this match as she starts to pull Bethany back to her feet!
Persephone: Oh my gawd!! This match just needs to end.
Thadd Blazevich: WAIT A SECOND SELINA MANAGED TO SNEAK ONTO THE APRON WITHOUT BEING CAUGHT BY THE REFEREE! DANIELLA WHIPS BETHANY TO THE ROPES, BUT AT THE LAST SECOND, BETHANY REVERSES IT AND SENDS DANIELLA TO THE ROPES!
Rich Russillo: SELINA ENDS UP CLOBBERING DANIELLA IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD INSTEAD!! OH NO! THAT WAS A HORRIBLE MISFIRE!!
Persephone: What a fucking idiot!! If that was her one job, then she epically failed and needs to go back to her day job… or her night job.
Rich Russillo: Selina just realized that she messed up, and Daniella felt all of that one as she drops to a knee! Daniella quickly turns around, furious after getting hit with that shot to the back of the head!
Persephone: They are both dumb bitches. Selina is dumb because she clobbered the wrong bitch and Daniella is stupid because she is in the middle of a match and chatting it up with a skank.
Thadd Blazevich: Daniella is not happy, but she has a match to focus on, bro. Daniella stops glaring at Selina as she turns around AND BETHANY WAS ABLE TO CATCH DANIELLA WITH “CODE BLUE”!! BRO WHAT A SHOT!!
Rich Russillo: BETHANY GOT THE HEART PUNCH!! THAT WAS A DIRECT HIT AS DANIELLA FALLS TO THE MAT LIKE A STONE!! DANIELLA COULD BE DONE AS BETHANY GOES FOR THE COVER! WILL THE HARDCORE CHAMPION STEAL IT HERE THANKS TO SELINA?
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Somebody Get Me a Doctor” starts playing again as Bethany rolls off of Daniella to the sound of boos from the crowd. Bethany takes a moment to catch her breath as Bella Braxton announces the final decision of the match. During this, Selina Reyes is in disbelief, as things did not go to plan.)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner… THE EAW HARDCORE CHAMPION! DR. BETHANY BLUE! MMMMMMMMM! DDDDDDDDDDDD!
Rich Russillo: What a hell of a match between two very talented competitors but I don’t think that this was exactly the way that Dr. Bethany Blue wanted to win but that’s unfortunately how it happened.
Persephone: Oh please! That bitch is so greedy, she’ll take a victory any way she can get it.
(Bethany is back on her feet as the referee hands her the Hardcore Title before raising her arm in victory. Seconds later, Bethany is celebrating her victory in the ring. Meanwhile, Daniella starts to wake up. She sits up and glares right at Selina.)
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, Daniella is completely pissed off and rightfully so because if it wasn’t for Selina sticking her nose in business that doesn’t concern her, she might have won this match. But we will never know.
Persephone: Who gives a shit.
(While Bethany is still celebrating, Daniella is pissed as she slides out of the ring and starts chasing Selina to try and get her hands on her.)
Rich Russillo: AND THE CHASE IS ON!! DANIELLA IS ANGRY AND WANTS TO BEAT THE HOLY HELL OUT OF SELINA! SELINA NOW IS PREPARING HERSELF FOR A FIGHT SHE DIDN’T EVEN WANT!
(Daniella is about to catch Selina but Minerva stands in front of Daniella, blocking her from getting her hands on Selina.)
Persephone: DAMN! And I thought that we were about to see a death on Voltage. Minerva ruined everything.
Rich Russillo: Tensions are clearly running high between these two. Daniella was ready for a fight, and I think Selina was going to give her one, but Minerva stopped it!
Thadd Blazevich: It seems to me that Minerva is trying to play the role of the peacemaker or something, but that isn’t taking away from how angry Daniella is at Selina for costing her this match–
(CRACK!!)
Rich Russillo: OH MY GAWD!!
Persephone: About damn time something tolerable happened in this match.
Thadd Blazevich: DUDE!! BETHANY BLUE FROM OUT OF NOWHERE AS SHE CRACKS SELINA IN THE HEAD WITH THE HARDCORE TITLE! TURNABOUT IS FAIR PLAY FROM THE ATTACK SELINA DID LAST WEEK!
(Selina is down and now Bethany is having a very intense staredown with Minerva. Meanwhile, Daniella is completely frustrated and just leaves.)
Persephone: Look at that crybaby just leave. SEE YA! DON’T COME BACK!
Thadd Blazevich: The frustration just got too much. No victory and no payback to Selina, so she is just storming away from the ringside area.
Rich Russillo: Well this is an interesting turn of events. Daniella’s storming away from ringside. Selina is down after being hit with the title and now Minerva and Dr. Bethany are staring daggers into each other. All I can say that this is going to get worse before it gets better.
(The final shot shows Daniella storming out of the arena in anger and frustration before cutting to the staredown between Bethany and Minerva as Selina is still recovering on the floor as the camera cuts elsewhere….)
(Promotional ad for Wicked Games, where Adam Lucas defends the EAW World Championship against TLA.)
(Sunday Night Voltage continues forward as we cut to the backstage area, where we see Candice Blair standing by in front of the large LED board with Voltage graphics on it, with an interview set replicating a wrestling ring. Candice seems to be wearing a black outfit of some kind as she looks in the camera with a cunning look towards it. She seems focused… determined… as she begins to speak to not only those watching in the arena but also those watching around the world.)
Candice Blair: Usually, someone like Sofia Clarke would be asking me some questions about my future or what my goals are, but I don’t need any questions being asked of me this week because I know exactly what I am feeling.
(The crowd cheers for this attitude from Candice as she continues to speak to the camera, as she says…)
Candice Blair: I still have something to prove… I still have something to show for because I did not walk away from Territorial Invasion with the New Breed Championship in my possession… a title that should have been mine to win in the first place… I’m not going to let that disappointment of not winning that title affect my season. Ashlynn very well knows she escaped scot-free with the New Breed Championship because she didn’t have to resort to a fake injury scare to just roll me up. Ashlynn escaped with her title, which I know will fall right out of her hands because eventually, that luck and cowardice are going to catch up with her. Everyone saw the type of performance I had at Territorial Invasion, how much I was willing to go, and how I really wanted to walk out of Washington, DC, as the New Breed Champion. This wasn’t the same Candice Blair from a few years ago. I have evolved as a competitor, I have evolved as an elitist, and this season has seen that indication.
(Candice takes a moment to recollect her thoughts before continuing to speak to the camera as she says…)
Candice Blair: So like I said, I’m not letting this season go to waste, I’m letting this be something that distracts me because I’m looking towards Wicked Games… I am looking for a challenge… I am looking for a match.
(The fans in attendance cheer at this announcement from Candice that, despite what happened at Territorial Invasion, she wants a match for Wicked Games, and she’s not letting that deter her. Candice continues to speak as she says…)
Candice Blair: So let this be an open challenge to anybody on the Voltage roster that wants to step up and fight me at Wicked Games. I don’t care who you are, all I want is a challenge, a chance to really prove myself within this ring because I have defeated the likes of Selina Reyes and Saori Aizen, and if it wasn’t for Ashlynn Quinn’s fake injury scare, I would be holding on to that New Breed Championship. Candice Blair is not a punching bag for anybody to knock down. I am a fighter who will chip your teeth if you get close enough. So who is going to step up to me?
???: Sounds… interesting…
(A voice could be heard in the background as the camera pans over to reveal that it’s Daniella Atlas. The crowd gives a loud reaction towards her, who is seen in her ring attire, as she has a match later tonight against Dr. Bethany Blue, as she begins to speak towards Candice and the open challenge she has thrown out for Wicked Games.)
Daniella Atlas: Mon cheri, this proposition that you have imposed for Wicked Games sounds quite intriguing. I’ve seen the effort you put in at Territorial Invasion and against the likes of Selina Reyes and Saori Aizen. I’ve seen what you have done in those matches and overheard what you are about wanting to fight… I feel quite appealed to by the concept of stepping into the ring with you. Now I know I was wearing a knee brace last week from the match I had against your sister, Ms. Extreme, but tonight I’m competing, and I feel ready to compete tonight against Bethany Blue, and I’ll sure be ready to fight you in Mexico… if you can handle that.
(Candice replies to Daniella’s remark by saying to her…)
Candice Blair: I can definitely handle what you have to offer. Daniella, you’re the type of competitor I’m looking to fight at Wicked Games. If you think I won’t be prepared for what you have to offer against me… then maybe it will be you that won’t be able to handle what I bring to the table.
(Daniella hears Candice out as she responds to her by saying…)
Daniella Atlas: Fais-moi confiance. Chérie, I am well prepared for what to offer me at Wicked Games because after what happened at Territorial Invasion between me and Camille… I’m still not satisfied… Yes, she was the better competitor that night. I can admit that with certainty, but I myself am not satisfied, and if it’s a fight that you want, Candice… then it’s a fight that you will get at Wicked Games, but let it be known here that I don’t intend this to just be a match where I lose… a match where you’ll redeem yourself after what occurred at Territorial Invasion and allowing a fake injury scare from Ashlynn Quinn to get the better of you. That isn’t going to come from a match against me, cheri. Like I said, if you want an easy win… maybe I’m not the person you are looking for.
(The crowd reacts to that comment made by Daniella, as at this point, Candice looks a little annoyed towards Daniella from the way she is speaking to her as she responds to her by saying…)
Candice Blair: Don’t say that, Daniella… I wouldn’t want any other challenge. I’m not going to back down just because you are an opponent that could be difficult for me to beat. You’re not the only one who doesn’t plan on losing Daniella, as great as you are… Do not try and think I just want an easy fight at Wicked Games… that I just want victory over what happened at Territorial Invasion. I want a challenge, I want a fight that can prove to myself that I continue along this season, knowing how much of a changed competitor I have been this season. Maybe the old Candice Blair would have taken the shortcut, and maybe that Candice Blair would have looked for another fight, but I refuse to back down to anyone, and especially not back down to you, cheri. So believe me… You are exactly who I am looking for, Daniella.
(Daniella has a little smirk on her face as she responds to Candice by saying…)
Daniella Atlas: That’s good for her, Candice, but let’s not forget about what excuse you might make and the hypotheticals and what-ifs you throw in the air when things don’t go the way you envisioned, like what happened at Territorial Invasion. You were quite impressive, but you allowed yourself to be rolled up in that predicament. Sure, Ashlynn Quinn was lucky and barely escaped with her championship, but you were the one who suffered that defeat. My match against Camille didn’t work out, my destiny was denied by her, and she was the better woman. Not the cards I wanted, but I’m putting in the effort to get back into that title scene and not focus on the hypotheticals. So if this is the match you want, Candice… Bring no excuses for when you lose to me.
(Candice hears this from Daniella as she responds to her by saying…)
Candice Blair: Trust me, Daniella… I’m ready for whatever you throw my way. While I have issues with how my match went down at Territorial Invasion, those are not excuses. It’s just a simple fact that I was the better competitor that night, and like I mentioned last week… it stings. It stings a lot, but I’m not going to let that throw me off my path to prominence. I told everyone that it’s only a matter of time before I become a champion in this promotion, and nobody is going to sneak their way out of it like Ashlynn did. I promised that, and if you’re the better woman at Wicked Games, that’s fine, but I’m open to whatever you can bring to me in Mexico, and know that nothing will be left out in our fight at Wicked Games.
Daniella Atlas: Nous verrons
(Daniella Atlas and Candice Blair share a staredown before Daniella walks off the scene as she prepares for her match against Dr. Bethany Blue later tonight on Voltage. Candice Blair stares her down as she has now gotten herself a fight against Daniella at Wicked Games, as the segment begins to fade off as we transition elsewhere here on Sunday Night Voltage.)
(‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the audience responds with increasingly loud reactions. Chris Elite makes his way out from the back as he gives a brief glance to the crowd, with focus on his face as he proceeds to step down the ramp, not paying much glaring mind to the audience as he is set on speaking his mind.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies & gentlemen, please welcome… EAW HALL OF FAMER, CHRISSSSSS ELITE!!!
Rich Russillo: Chris Elite is certainly bound to have a great deal on his mind after an unsuccessful venture into becoming the number one contender for the EAW World Championship, as he will have to address what’s become a glaring elephant in the room for himself.
Persephone: Does he really…? We should talk about how so much airtime is wasted on nonsense these days, not enough chaos to go around…
Thadd Blazevich: I’ll tell you what bro, Chris has always got a lot in his mind anytime he’s speaking about what’s in there. But right now, he’ll have more than enough to talk about from how everything played out. You can count on that, dude!
(Chris Elite stands inside the ring, being given a microphone by an official as he ponders briefly while his music dies down, with the audience sitting back down on their seats as Chris raises the microphone to speak.)
Chris Elite: Well, I think it’s pretty obvious what I’m about to speak on & I may as well get all of this out of the way sooner than later. Yeah, I had to go through another loss after that match from last week where I could’ve been the man facing Adam Lucas. I could’ve moved on to Wicked Games & punched my own ticket at becoming a two-time World Champion, let alone winning my first EAW World Championship at that. But I’m not getting that, ‘cause shit went south & now I’m left without a World Championship match at all. I spoke on it before, but I think I really have to hammer it home that this is already enough of a problem for me. I’m mad enough as is, and I’m already looking at what’s next for me like it’s become just another thing of guessing where the hell I’m off to next.
(Chris shakes his head, pacing around as he continues to speak.)
Chris Elite: I had my shot at Bloodsport and that didn’t go well, I didn’t get to see myself finally become World Champ’ & had to literally be blown to some smithereens of bullshit to keep me down from earning that glory again. I’ve been trying to get back to where I know that I’m supposed to be, but these setbacks just keep on piling up on me and I know I’ve been getting real tired of declaring for something that doesn’t end up going to plan. I was able to become Interwire Champion for a damn good reason, I know that I’ve got to get back on that type of timing & find the spark again. I’ve got it, I know I do. I’m annoyed about more than enough, as much as I can say that over & over again…
Chris Elite: I’m even more annoyed about how everything went with you, Minerva. That little conversation, excuse me for not expecting all of that to go how it did but that’s exactly what’s on my mind right about now. We’ve got all of this history with each other that can’t be ignored for anything, and I know better than to assume anything out of you—but I also know better than to believe this is all just straight forward with where your own head is at. I need you to come out here so we can address some shit, ‘cause I made myself pretty clear on where my focus needed to be at the moment. Well, now all of that has ran off to the hills, and I’ve got to make sure that all of my bases are cleared, especially after what you’ve been able to do in the past.
(Chris glances over to the entrance ramp, keeping the microphone held upward.)
Chris Elite: Nobody around here is looking to hide from a damn thing, that much is for sure. I’ve got to set it all straight here, ‘cause I know you denied looking to attack me last time when we got to speaking to each other—but the last thing that I’m ever gonna do by any means whatsoever is let anybody get the jump on me. I’m not really looking to see that through, I’m not here to be caught up in the same tricks that you dealt to TLA after attacking him & making a new enemy out of him for Bloodsport. So, I’m here to turn that energy back against you, I’m challenging you at Wicked Games, Minerva.
(The challenge allows for a brief reaction from the audience in response, before ‘Blood, Milk, & Sky’ by White Zombie can be heard as the audience responds much louder with the arrival of Minerva. The multi-time World Champion sports a curious grin on her face, making her way down the ramp & entering the ring with a microphone in hand. Minerva looks across the ring from a steady Chris Elite.)
Minerva: Well then, I must say that my interest is piqued by how assertive you have become when speaking about me. I mean, all I did was look for a brief conversation with you before your main event match to become #1 Contender. I suppose when I have done as much as I have, the most trivial of things can make you believe that certain matters become much more than what truly meets the eye.
(Minerva’s grin expands briefly.)
Minerva: You have absolutely had a great deal to say about me, I was not looking to throw you off of any game nor did I look to initiate an attack against you as you have seen against the likes of TLA, which I inflicted upon him as a stark reminder of how much has changed with me from here on out. You can reside deeply within your own breath of paranoia, I’m content with that, because despite everything that you have said about me, Chris? I’m quite amused by that. I can rightfully acknowledge that you are taking matters into your hands to set the record straight, as you say. You made your choice & that’s to challenge me yourself at Wicked Games in a match that does entail another chapter in our hectic little history with one another as well.
Minerva: I can’t really fault you in believing what you do, you wouldn’t want anything to tear you away from remaining as focused as you have been. You were able to become Interwire Champion last season & find yourself back in the column of champions after many seasons of struggle. That’s the heart expected out of you once you’ve had enough of the burden placed over your shoulders, I would know exactly how that feels after having to go through the worst that any elitist has to undergo. This has never been a pretty sight for sore eyes, but that doesn’t become much of a matter when you are expected to prosper against the worst yet to come. If you look to believe me as, potentially, the worst yet to come? This is your challenge to make, and I will entertain that prospect.
(Minerva’s eyes are taken upwards, as she is left in a brief moment of thought while exhaling sharply as she is left wondering.)
Minerva: Although…
(Minerva steps herself forward to Chris, who remains standing in place, keeping a slight guard as he instills that he lacks a great measure of trust toward her in his stance. However, Minerva allows for gentle fingertips to be placed over Chris Elite, tracing said fingertips along his chest as she sports a slight smirk across her face when doing so.)
Minerva: I did have other ideas in mind, much of which may have been far more interesting than this challenge you present toward me—but, I suppose we’ll do yours first, Chris. You’ve said more than enough, and I’m not going to waste your precious time… I accept your challenge.
(The audience responds loudly at the reaffirmation from Minerva on the match being set at Wicked Games, with Chris having a brief glimpse of her hand on her chest ‘till Minerva slowly steps back.)
Minerva: Well, I’ll be seeing you at Wicked Games then…
(Minerva grins toward Chris, backing herself away toward the ropes as she makes her way out of the ring, dropping to the ringside floor as she walks herself up the ramp. Chris is left standing alone in the middle of the ring, his eyes leaving a focused gaze with a hint of uncertainty by Minerva’s attitude toward the challenge as the scene soon fades out.)
(Commercial for Battlefield 6, featuring Hans Grayson & Drake Armstrong on a rendezvous to Wingstop by riding on a tank.)
(Voltage returns to ringside, and ‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke is heard already playing. Chris Elite is seen at ringside, and despite what happened earlier, he is looking to regain his focus, shaking off his earlier encounter with Minerva as Bella Braxton begins to speak.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!
Bella Braxton: ALREADY IN THE RING…FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK…WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS…HE IS “GAWD GIVEN GREATNESS”…CHRRRRIIISSS EEELIIITTTEE!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, you have to think that Chris Elite really wants to make up for last week right now. That chance at a world title shot slipped through his fingers. Now it’s time to focus back up and find a way to earn it again. A win over Daniels goes a long way with that.
Rich Russillo: Not to mention, Chris will be facing Minerva at Wicked Games. A win over a talent like Bronson would be some great momentum ahead of that.
(“Run Into Flowers” by M83 begins to play as the fans burst out in cheers. Bronson Daniels comes walking out with a serious look on his face. Despite his actions earlier, he still isn’t happy about everything that happened, and for now is just trying to focus on the match ahead of him. Without wasting time, he begins walking down the ramp, heading towards the ring.)
Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT…RESIDING IN LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA…WEIGHING IN AT 190 POUNDS…HE IS “THE HEARTBEAT”…BRRRONNNSSSOOONNN DAANIIIEEELLLS!
Rich Russillo: Speaking of guys with things to prove…look at Daniels right now! He gave Kelton a surprise earlier in the evening, costing him a match against Hans Grayson! Wouldn’t it be the ultimate jab to get a win of his own after that?
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah dude, especially against Chris Elite, a Hall of Famer. I’m looking forward to seeing how this match goes.
(He gets down to the ring and looks at Chris Elite. The two of them stare at each other, both doing their best to focus on the match ahead of them as the referee calls for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: And here we go ladies and gentlemen! This one is now officially underway! Bronson Daniels and Chris Elite circle each other in the ring, waiting for the other to make a move! But they charge right at each other and lock up in the center of the ring! Chris Elite is able to slip behind his opponent and get Daniels in the headlock! Daniels is able to get free, sending his opponent into the ropes! Off the rebound he looks for the low dropkick…but Elite pulls his leg before contact! He stands above him and goes for the standing moonsault…but Daniels evades it! Elite lands on his feet, able to catch himself instead!
Thadd Blazevich: An impressive volley from both dudes this early in the match! I can’t wait to see what happens next! Chris Elite looks for the discus lariat but his opponent ducks right underneath it! Daniels is able to get behind him and makes the attempt at the German suplex! Elite grasps the hands though and pries them off around his hips! He takes the arm and pulls his opponent in for a nasty Snooze! That uppercut sends Daniels stumbling back and into the corner!
Persephone: Elite meets him there, running forward and getting him with another uppercut. He then stomps him down into the corner, ensuring that Daniels is in a seated position. Oh boy. He heads to the other side of the ring…AND RUNS BACK FOR THAT HAWK EM!
Rich Russillo: But the double knees never make contact with Bronson Daniels! He slides out onto the apron instead! As both of these competitors get up onto their feet…DANIELS ROCKS ELITE WITH AN ENZIGURI! It sends him reeling back towards the center of the ring! Daniels jumps up onto the ropes now…BUT ELITE RUSHES TOWARDS HIM! He leaps off and rolls over him! Elite turns around to continue this pursuit…BUT HE’S TAKEN DOWN BY THE SWEEPING LEG SWEEP! FOLLOWED BY THE DOUBLE FOOT STOMP!
Thadd Blazevich: That was a masterful takedown by Daniels bro! He looks to continue the offense here, letting a nasty kick land right in the lower back of his opponent! He then brings him back up onto his feet! He picks him up, looking for a fisherman buster but Elite isn’t being very cooperative! He manages to free himself from this position…and then gets his opponent with another uppercut! HE FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A DISCUS LARIAT! DAMN! HE ALMOST TOOK THAT DUDE’S ENTIRE HEAD OFF! Elite hooks the leg for an early cover!
ONE!
TW-
Persephone: But Bronson Daniels has to kick out for some reason. He gets it before a two count. Chris Elite doesn’t seem happy about that at all! He drags him back up onto his feet before getting him onto his shoulders. Time for Daniels to have a moment of clarity!
Rich Russillo: But Daniels is able to slide off those shoulders and get his opponent in a guillotine choke! That was a perfect counter there! It seems like he was trying to take him down to the mat with that but somehow Elite is still standing! Look at this, Elite is marching over towards the ropes, carrying his opponent like a newborn child! HE THEN GRABS THE ROPE! HE GETS THE BREAK AND DANIELS IS LOOKING SURPRISED!
Thadd Blazevich: As his grip lessens, Elite moves like a lightning bolt! HE PULLS AWAY FROM THE ROPES AND TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A GNARLY NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX! He rolls him up, deadlifted him into the air! We are seeing some uncanny strength from him right here! HE DROPS HIS OPPONENT DOWN FOR THE VERTICAL SUPLEX! A brutal combination there!
Persephone: But he doesn’t go for a cover quite yet for some reason! Instead Chris Elite wants to make a bigger statement I guess. He runs over to the corner turnbuckle and in a single bound, makes it onto the top rope! He looks down at his opponent…BEFORE GOING FOR THE FROG SPLASH!
Rich Russillo: But Daniels rolls out of the way! Elite makes an awful connection with the mat here and that one had to hurt! He’s barely able to get back to his feet! Daniels is on him in an instant! HE TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A MASSIVE HOOK KICK! HE THEN FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A BASEMENT METEORA! He hooks the legs here, looking for a cover of his own!
ONE!
TW-
Thadd Blazevich: But bro is able to get that shoulder up before the two! It seems like we have a long way to go in this one! Daniels remains calm here, wanting to keep his cool as he figures out his next play! He brings Elite back up to his feet here and sends him into the corner with an irish whip! HE THEN GETS HIM WITH A RUNNING BACK ELBOW IN THE CORNER! He rolls his opponent forward with a snapmare…and then gets him a forearm smash to the back of the head!
Rich Russillo: He looks to keep it going, making his own way up onto the top turnbuckle now! He looks out at this capacity crowd with a smile. These people sure do love Daniels! BUT FROM BEHIND COMES ELITE! He climbs up onto the turnbuckle and begins throwing hands with his opponent, clearly not a fan of whatever he was planning next! DANIELS IS ABLE TO SHAKE HIM OFF AND ELITE CRASHES BACK TO THE MAT! He repositions himself, now facing towards the ring…
Persephone: …AND ELITE IS ABLE TO GET THE HEIGHT FOR A MASSIVE PELE KICK! Damn, he could’ve sent Daniels entire noggin into the crowd with that one. Daniels falls off the top rope and out onto the floor. That did not look good…for him. It looked great for his opponent.
Thadd Blazevich: Things are getting progressively worse for him now! Daniels slowly makes his way back up to his feet while Elite takes a breather in the ring! It looks like Daniels makes a mistake here…stumbling right into position! CHRIS ELITE EXPLODES OUT OF THE RING WITH A SUICIDE DIVE! HE CRUSHES HIM RIGHT INTO THE BARRICADE! This is getting crazy dudes! Elite looks out at the crowd; it seems like they want an instant replay!
Rich Russillo: And Elite seems happy to oblige them! He rushes back inside the ring as Daniels is wobbly on the outside! He then takes another running start! THE SUICIDE DIVE CONNECTS ONCE AGAIN! Daniels is nearly knocked right over the barricade and into the EAW fans! He then grabs him and sends him back inside the ring! Chris Elite is absolutely cooking here right now! As Bronson Daniels stumbles up onto his feet, Elite leaps up onto the ropes…AND GOES FOR A SPRINGBOARD MANEUVER!
Persephone: INTERCEPTED! DANIELS GETS HIM WITH A SUPERKICK IN MID-AIR! It shuts him down for the time being! Daniels still looks like he’s trying to get his head back on his shoulders. But he pulls himself together and drags his opponent up to a vertical base.
Thadd Blazevich: BRO NAILS HIM WITH THE PALM STRIKE! AND THEN THE LEG KICK! And number three is a massive spinning enziguri! Brutal dude! Daniels is definitely back in charge after that display! He now stands above his opponent, getting ready to take him down! HERE COMES THE FLYING BRONSONS!
Rich Russillo: BUT CHRIS ELITE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! He gets back up onto his feet as his opponent recovers! As Daniels turns around, Elite jumps up! HE SPIKES HIS SKULL INTO THE MAT WITH A DDT! What a statement here as he rolls on top of him for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Persephone: But Daniels is able to kick out right at the two. I knew he had a thick skull but wow. Elite stays focused, wanting to end this one as soon as he can. He drags Daniels up to his feet and gets him position for the Dead Roses!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT BRO! DANIELS SLIPS OUT OF IT AND GETS BEHIND HIM! HE GRABS HIM FOR THE REAR NAKED CHOKE! He takes his opponent down to the ground, squeezing the life out of him here! This is an effective tactic by Daniels, wearing down his opponent with a second choke tonight! This is going to make it difficult for Elite throughout the rest of this match! That is of course, if bro doesn’t just tap out right here!
Rich Russillo: He reaches out towards the ropes, hoping to secure the rope break! It seems like it is just too far out of reach for the moment though! Instead he braces him…AND ROLLS ONTO HIS STOMACH! ELITE PUSHES HIMSELF ONTO HIS FEET, CARRYING DANIELS ON HIS BACK! This is a superhuman feat of strength here! AND NOW HE RUSHES BACKWARDS, SLAMMING DANIELS INTO THE CORNER TURNBUCKLE! HE BREAKS FREE OF THE HOLD NOW!
Persephone: HE THEN TURNS AROUND AND STARTS BEATING WITH HIM RELENTLESS UPPERCUTS! He beats him down into a seat position, not showing an ounce of mercy to Daniels! And now he crosses the ring again…AND COMES BACK WITH THE HAWK EM! The knees find their target this time for sure!
Thadd Blazevich: And now he grabs the leg of his opponent and drags back towards the center of the ring! He lifts him up and takes aim into those corner turnbuckles! Oh no bro, this one is going to hurt! HE RUNS TOWARDS THE TURNBUCKLES FOR THE .44 BULLDOG!
Rich Russillo: BUT DANIELS SLIPS OUT AT THE LAST MOMENT! HE SHOVES ELITE INTO THE TURNBUCKLES INSTEAD! OFF THE REBOUND HE PICKS HIM UP AND CROSSES THE LEGS! FALCON ARROW! An impressive move right there and here comes the cover from Daniels!
ONE!
TWO!
Persephone: And Elite is able to kick out again. Neither one of these guys want to stay down. Daniels wants to make sure he does go down though! He waits for his opponent to get back to his feet, taking aim with a big move. When Elite gets back up onto his feet…DANIELS GOES FOR THE SPINNING ROUNDHOUSE KICK! CHROME HEARTS!
Thadd Blazevich: But he ducks right under it! Elite then grabs the arms of Daniels and spikes his skull into the mat with the backslide driver! He grabs his leg now and rolls back to his feet! HE LIFTS HIM UP HIGH IN THE AIR DUDE! I THINK WE’RE ABOUT TO SEE A POWERBOMB! BUT HIS OPPONENT IS ABLE TO COUNTER WITH A HURRICARANA! Daniels sends his opponent across the ring here!
Rich Russillo: BUT ELITE USES THE REST OF HIS STAMINA TO CHARGE AT HIS OPPONENT! HE GETS HIM WITH THE ALMIGHTY PUSH! THE POUNCE CATCHES DANIELS OFF GUARD AND SENDS HIM FLYING! He hits the mat hard and rolls under the ropes and out of the ring! And now Chris Elite has a similar idea from earlier in the match! He makes a mad dash towards the ropes! HE EXPLODES OUT OF THE RING WITH A SUICIDE DIVE!
Persephone: BUT DANIELS LEAPS FORWARD AND GETS HIM WITH A LEAPING KNEE! Damn, he might have knocked him out cold right there. I don’t know how smart that was considering how he’s clutching his leg at the moment. Bronson Daniels grabs Elite and throws him back inside the ring. Hopefully he finishes this one now…
Thadd Blazevich: He drags Elite up to his feet and then hooks the arms! It looks like he might go Savage Mode here bro! BUT HIS LEG BEGINS TO GIVE OUT SLIGHTLY! Looks like he’s having a little bit of trouble lifting his opponent here! Instead he sends him into the ropes with an irish whip instead! Off the rebound…HE LUNGES FORWARD FOR A SUPERMAN PUNCH! BUT ELITE CATCHES HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS INSTEAD! HE DROPS HIM DOWN FROM THE FIREMAN’S CARRY AND THEN THE ROUNDHOUSE KICK! MOMENT OF CLARITY!
Rich Russillo: AND HE GOT ALL OF THAT ONE! He nearly took his opponent’s head off there! Bronson Daniels stumbles backwards and into the ropes! He then comes back forward…AND RIGHT INTO THE BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX INTO A NECKBREAKER! THE FUSION DANCE CONNECTS! Chris Elite hooks the leg now and this one could be over!
ONE!
TWO!
T-
Persephone: But of course it isn’t. Bronson Daniels still gets that shoulder up before the three. Chris Elite is looking frustrated here, he definitely wanted to put it away right there. Maybe he should bust out something bigger.
Thadd Blazevich: That is exactly what he has in mind here bro! He slowly makes his way up onto that top rope! I think we are about to see that devastating swanton 450 splash! He looks down at Daniels with a smile on his face! HERE IT COMES DUDE! AIMIN FOR THE MOON!
Rich Russillo: But Daniels is able to roll out of the way! Elite makes contact with the mat instead and that one had to sting! Daniels heads to the corner, hefting himself up to his feet while Elite struggles to stand in the center of the ring! Bronson Daniels makes a running start and drills him with the running axe kick! He was careful to not use his bad leg there, a smart move if he wants to keep on in this match!
Persephone: Well, hopefully this match isn’t to go on for much longer. Bronson Daniels brings Elite back to his feet and starts laying into him with forearms. He then cocks his arm back…AND LOOKS FOR THE DISCUS FOREARM SMASH!
Thadd Blazevich: But Chris Elite ducks underneath it! HE THEN GETS DANIELS WITH THE HEAD SHOT! Another lethal pele kick coming from Elite! Daniels doesn’t go down but he’s looking like a late-stage Jenga tower right now! ELITE LOOKS TO PULL THE LAST BRICK RIGHT HERE! HE HOOKS THE ARM AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S LOOKING FOR FACE VALUE!
Rich Russillo: BUT NO! DANIELS DOESN’T LET THAT HAPPEN! INSTEAD HE TWISTS OUT OF IT! HE THEN LEAPS UP AND TRIES TO GET HIS OPPONENT WITH BOTH OF THOSE KNEES! GODBREAKER! BUT ELITE GRABS ONTO HIM AND LIFTS HIM INTO THE AIR INSTEAD! ONCE AGAIN HE DRIVES DANIELS INTO THE CORNER! He practically tosses him with that one! Elite then grabs the arm of his opponent and pulls him towards him…BITCHMAKER!
Persephone: Oh damn, you could hear that one across the arena. He just slapped the hell out of Daniels. Hard enough to drop him down to a knee. And now Elite begins to run the ropes! HERE COMES THE OPEN YA MATA!
Thadd Blazevich: NO BRO IT DOESN’T! BRONSON DANIELS DUCKS DOWN AND ROLLS BACKWARDS! HE THEN GETS BACK ON HIS FEET! AS HIS OPPONENT TURNS AROUND, HE LEAPS ONTO THOSE ROPES! HE GETS ELITE WITH THAT SPRINGBOARD BATMAN PUNCH! He hooks the leg without hesitating!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-
Rich Russillo: BUT NO! CHRIS ELITE KICKS OUT OF IT! YOU CAN SEE THAT DANIELS IS COMPLETELY SHOCKED! HE WAS HOPING THAT HE COULD PUT IT AWAY RIGHT THERE! He has to figure out something different if he wants to win this one! You can see the gears turning in his head, figuring out what to do next! You can tell by the way he’s nodding that he’s got it figured out here! He brings his opponent back up his knees! He then heads into the corner and stares down his opponent! HERE COMES MICKEY I KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF!
Persephone: BUT AS HE GOES IN FOR IT…ELITE DIVES DOWN AND SENDS HIM UP OVERHEAD WITH A BACK BODY DROP! He then heads into the corner himself, stalking his opponent as he gets back onto his feet! OPP SPOTTER!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT NO BRO! BRONSON DANIELS SIDESTEPS IT! AND IT LOOKS LIKE CHRIS ELITE COLLIDES WITH THE OFFICIAL INSTEAD! He knocks right down into the mat! That could be bad folks, things can get out of hand without a referee! Chris Elite realizing what just happened as he stands back up! DANIELS LOOKS TO TAKE ADVANTAGE! BELL CLAP FROM BEHIND!
Rich Russillo: HE THEN TURNS HIM AROUND AND GETS HIM INTO THE AIR FOR A POWERBOMB OF HIS OWN NOW! Daniels is not going to let this win slip through his hands! BUT HIS OPPONENT BEGINS RAINING DOWN FISTS! ELITE IS FIGHTING BACK WITH EVERYTHING HE CAN MUSTER RIGHT NOW! HE MANAGES TO WEAR HIS OPPONENT DOWN ENOUGH TO BE DROPPED ONTO HIS FEET!
Rich Russillo: HE GETS HIM WITH ANOTHER BITCHMAKER! THE SLAP ALMOST TAKES HIM RIGHT OFF HIS FEET! CHRIS ELITE HAS ABSOLUTELY STUNNED HIS OPPONENT HERE! This is an opening that he needs to take full advantage of! HE LIFTS DANIELS UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS, GETTING READY TO FINISH THINGS OFF WITH THAT REVERSE GTS! HOURS IN SILENCE!
Thadd Blazevich: WAIT A SECOND HERE! DANIELS LANDS ON HIS FEET AND AVOIDS THE KNEE! INSTEAD HE LEAPS UP AND THIS TIME GETS THE GODBREAKER! BOTH OF HIS KNEES ARE DRIVEN RIGHT INTO THE FACE OF HIS OPPONENT! BRONSON DANIELS COULD WIN THIS RIGHT NOW DUDE! ALL HE HAS TO DO I-
(*CRASH!*)
Persephone: What is it they say about just desserts?
Rich Russillo: I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! JON KELTON IS HERE AND HE JUST BASHED DANIELS IN THE HEAD WITH A STEEL CHAIR! He got him right in the back of the head! HE GIVES HIM A FEW MORE HITS FOR GOOD MEASURE! Looks like he just got even here folks!
Thadd Blazevich: The referee is beginning to stir here and so is Elite! He gets up on his feet and sees that Daniels is out of it! HE DOESN’T WASTE HIS SHOT, INSTEAD CLIMBING UP TOP AS HE JUST SEES BRONSON LAID OUT ON THE MAT!
Rich Russillo: CHRIS ELITE DIVES ON TOP OF BRONSON, AND AIMIN FOR THE MOON CONNECTS!!!! CHRIS ELITE NOW WITH THE COVER, AS BRONSON DANIELS WAS JUST SCREWED OVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke begins to play as the crowd gives a mixed reaction. Chris Elite crawls off his opponent, unsure of whatever happened between Jon Kelton and Bronson Daniels. He pushes himself back to his feet, and has his hand raised by the referee as the fans are upset by Kelton’s actions.)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…CHRRRIIIISSS ELLLLITTTTEEE!
Persephone: Wow, that was…anti-climatic.
Rich Russillo: That was not how I was expecting that one to end! I mean, it was a great back and forth between these two Elitists! But then Jon Kelton had to show up and make sure that Bronson Daniels lost!
Thadd Blazevich: Well, Daniels interfered in Kelton’s match earlier dude. When something starts like this, usually it becomes a back and forth. I’m expecting a lot of chaos out of these guys until they resolve it.
Persephone: Hopefully it’s a painful resolution.
Rich Russillo: I think it will be…especially after that chair was just introduced into the mix here! What an end to a good match! Chris Elite is heading home tonight with the win!
(Chris Elite is seen celebrating in the ring. Bronson Daniels has crawled towards the apron and is staring at Jon Kelton who is on the stage. He holds the chair up and stares him down. The camera fades.)
(Commercial for Taylor Swift’s new album “The Life Of A Showgirl” with Jake Smith.)
(Voltage returns to ringside, and before long, ‘Everybody Knows (Unstoppable)’ by Royal Deluxe begins to play. This immediately caused loud boos to come from the crowd as the camera fades to the stage, where the EAW World Champion can be seen beginning to walk out. Adam Lucas has his Championship on his shoulder, and there’s a confident look on his face despite the loud boos from the fans. Adam is also holding a microphone, and without wasting much time he begins walking down the ramp.)
Rich Russillo: Adam Lucas is here, and we now know that at Wicked Games he will defend the EAW World Championship against a former World Champion and Hall of Famer in TLA.
Thadd Blazevich: This has all the makings of a wicked match bro, no pun intended. TLA is that dude, but Adam’s also had a real strong reign as the Champ so far, so beating him wouldn’t be easy no matter who you are.
Persephone: I don’t really care. TLA isn’t that great, but I guess anything’s better than to have to see this guy with a World Championship any longer.
(Adam Lucas makes it down to ringside, walking up the steel steps before entering the ring. Adam’s entrance theme fades out, and while the boos continue, Adam begins to speak.)
Adam Lucas: I’m sure it may come as a surprise to some of you, but I have no problem with TLA being the next challenger to my World Championship. I know who TLA is and what he’s done, so if there’s anyone in that little five way match who I’d want to face, it’s the Hall of Famer who’s already been World Champion three times and not one of the guys I already beat just back at Bloodsport. I can expect a fight from TLA, but here’s the part I’ll need you all to understand before we go any further. This Championship isn’t going anywhere. No matter how great of a fight TLA may or may not put up at Wicked Games, when that bell rings for the final time it’ll be because that fight just wasn’t enough to stop me from retaining my Championship. I can respect TLA enough to say he’s good, but he’s not good enough to beat me, and that’s a fact every single one of you will realize soon enough. I was right about Chris and Cody. I was right about Elysium, and at Wicked Games I’ll once again be right about my opponent, because that’s just who I am-
(Adam is quickly interrupted as the sounds of ‘Ambitionz az a Ridah’ by Tupac begin to play through the speakers of the arena as the crowd roars in approval for TLA, who is seen beginning to make his way out from the backstage area. He takes a moment to embrace the atmosphere of the lively crowd here tonight before then beginning to make his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Rich Russillo: We heard what Adam Lucas had to say, but now it’s time for the challenger to say his piece, and I am sure he is eager to tell the world just how much an opportunity at the EAW World Championship means to him heading into Wicked Games.
Persephone: Do we really have to hear what he says? Again, really don’t like TLA! TLA! It would be really nice if we could just pretend this never happened and move on with our lives!
Thadd Blazevich: Amazing, that’s not gonna happen though! Because, bro, I DO want to hear what TLA has to say! Let’s get right to it!
(TLA makes his way up the steps and onto the apron as he enters through the ropes and into the ring. He makes his way over and takes a microphone from the ringside area while ‘Ambitionz az a Ridah’ then begins to come to a close. As he turns around and approaches Adam Lucas, he takes a moment before beginning to speak.)
TLA: I know the people in Denver want to see two big vatos step up to each other, si?!
(The crowd roars as TLA nods his head, taking a brief look around before eyeing the Champion once more, who hasn’t broken his glance from his future challenger.)
TLA: Well, shit, let me just say that yo boi is ready! It’s been almost a year since my last World Championship reign ended. I’m sure y’all remember when I was fuckin’ shit up as your Answers World Champion, good times, good times. :wow: Pero, if anything should be obvious by now, it’s the fact that I ain’t boutta keep waiting for my time to come back around. Nah, I’m ready. I’m ready for my next reign, and I’m boutta show everyone exactly why I am still El Campeon, and that, mi amigo, is gonna be with the EAW World Championship.
(The crowd once again shows their support for the Hall of Famer as TLA nods his head, continuing to look at Adam Lucas, who hasn’t moved a muscle since TLA started speaking, and it’s not long before the former World Champion continues.)
TLA: This has been a long time coming. I’ve known from the very beginning, from the moment I started reppin’ them Voltage colors again, that this was inevitable, cuz I am still on dat level. I still have what it takes to get to the places where I want to be, and if you don’t know that now, you boutta learn it real soon come Wicked Games. Adam Lucas, I have nothing but respeto for you and everything that you’ve done for that title, but you not just facing anyone, you facing the baddest motherfucker on this brand. And you gonna have to show me if you ready for that or not, cuz if you ain’t, you boutta wake up without a Campeonato real soon.
(Adam remains silent for a moment, and after hearing everything TLA had to say, he just shakes his head. An almost disappointed look appears on his face, and finally he begins to speak.)
Adam Lucas: TLA, have you noticed the pattern that’s followed my Championship reign so far?
(TLA doesn’t respond, and noting this, Adam continues.)
Adam Lucas: At Bloodsport, I was put in a position where I had to defend my Championship in a triple threat, a match where anyone could be pinned to lose my Championship. At Territorial Invasion, I wasn’t even given a choice but to defend my Championship in a Two Falls of Terror match against a duo that had been a team for a year. In both cases I was put in situations where I could have very well been screwed over. Situations where I should’ve been at a disadvantage. Situations where there should’ve been a far greater chance of me leaving empty handed than anything else, and yet here I am still holding this Championship. This is the first one on one Championship defense I will have had since Pain for Pride, and if you think I can’t walk out of this match with my Championship when I finally have a fair shot, you are out of your mind.
Adam Lucas: You’re not the first to try. In fact, you’ll be the fifth person to try to take this Championship from me, only this time the odds aren’t stacked against me. This time it’ll just be the two of us going at it with nobody else around to get involved, so when I beat you at Wicked Games you won’t have the excuse of someone else being pinned. You won’t have the excuse of your tag team partner screwing you over. You’ll have to accept your loss, because your loss will come from me being the better competitor. I’ve been the best this brand had to offer ever since I won this title back at Pain for Pride, so trust me TLA, this won’t be any different.
TLA: Hombre, in case you ain’t realize already, that’s not how I do things.
(TLA gets a lot more serious, as he narrows his eyes at Adam before continuing.)
TLA: I understand tho, that shit is tough. You been through the wringer as Champion, they been testin’ your ass, but at the same time, you actin’ like that shit is unique. Like nobody else can go through the same shit you been through. From the very beginning, even before I won my first World Heavyweight Championship against Impact all the way back in big 2021, I been facing the odds. It ain’t never been easy, and frankly, I wouldn’t have it any other way. So when you be talking about what you went through on this brand, I talk about what I been through, not just this season, but throughout my entire time here on Voltage. You can try this shit all you want, but I ain’t afraid of nothing, and that will especially be the case come Wicked Games. You gon realize quickly I ain’t the mfer to try and pull this shit with. I’m getting that fourth World Championship.
(The fans cheer, and Adam doesn’t look amused whatsoever. He stares at TLA, a focused look on his face as he begins to speak.)
Adam Lucas: You really think you’re just going to walk into Wicked Games, take my Championship and walk away? That’s it, you think it’s going to be that simple? You’re many things TLA but one thing I never imagined you to be was an idiot. You know what’s going on around you, I’m certain of that much. You know what I’ve done as Champion, and you know that taking this title from me is not some simple task. I have constantly crushed dreams of ending my reign as Champion and yours won’t be any different, because I’m holding this Championship for a reason. I fought like Hell to win it and it’s going to take way more to rip this out of my hands, and trust me, you don’t have it in you to do it. You’re good, TLA. I’d even say you’re great, but that’s not enough with the level I’ve been on this season. If you want to even have a chance at taking this from me, you’ll need to be a lot better.
(There’s a staredown between the two men as the fans boo Adam Lucas, and at this point, tensions clearly rise as both men look ready for Wicked Games. TLA takes a moment to think about what he’s going to say before continuing.)
TLA: Amigo, I don’t want any issues, but if there’s one thing I also don’t want, it’s for there to be any confusión either, you get me? In case you ain’t been seeing, I been on dat level, homie. I been working my ass off as I always have, and I been a man on a mission from the get go cuz I know how much a title shot like this would mean to me. I earned this shit, I beat some very capable amigos in order to get here, and I ain’t gonna let myself believe otherwise just cuz you wanna believe one thing over the other. I’m not tryna take anything away from you, I know how good of a Campeon you are and you wanna keep it dat way, but I ain’t here to give you another feather in your cap, nah, I’m looking to take that shit away from you. You wanna see me be better? Iight bet. But just know I got dat dawg in me, and you ain’t ready for it no matter what you wanna tell yourself, Adam.
(Adam brushes off TLA’s words, not impressed as he goes to speak.)
Adam Lucas: Tell yourself whatever you want, TLA. If you really think you can beat me for this title that’s fine, but when Wicked Games around you’re going to realize that you were never…
(After this, Adam notices something behind TLA. However, before he even gets the chance to react…)
Rich Russillo: WAIT A MINUTE, LOOK OUT!!! SOMEONE JUST RUSHED THE RING!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: IT’S DRAKE ARMSTRONG, BRO!!! DRAKE ARMSTRONG JUST SLID INTO THE RING BEHIND TLA AND SHOVED HIM INTO ADAM LUCAS!!! THE KING OF ELITE IS HERE DUDES!!!
Persephone: Right before his match, I guess. Whatever, hopefully this gets it called off.
Rich Russillo: DRAKE ARMSTRONG GRABS TLA, AND HE SENDS HIM SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST!!!! DRAKE GRABS TLA AGAIN BEFORE THROWING HIM OUT OF THE RING-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT TLA LANDS ON THE APRON!!! TLA GRABBED ONTO THE ROPES-
Rich Russillo: AND ARMSTRONG RUNS IN, TAKING TLA OFF THE APRON WITH THE HALBERD FROM HELL!!!! TLA HITS THE BARRICADE BEFORE FALLING ONTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR, AND NOW DRAKE TURNS HIS ATTENTION TO THE MAN HE’LL BE FACING IN A FEW MOMENTS, ADAM LUCAS!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: ADAM MADE THE MISTAKE OF PULLING HIMSELF INTO THE CORNER, AND DRAKE JUST STARTS STOMPING AWAY AT BRO, NOT EVEN GIVING HIM A CHANCE TO RECOVER! THIS ISN’T RIGHT, BRO! DRAKE’S DESTROYING ADAM LUCAS BEFORE WE EVEN GOT TO SEE A MATCH!
Rich Russillo: DRAKE RUNS TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER- BEFORE RUNNING BACK IN AND BOOTING ADAM LUCAS IN THE FACE! ARMSTRONG DRAGS ADAM UP BEFORE BEGINNING TO REPEATEDLY KNEE HIM, AND IT LOOKS LIKE ARMSTRONG MAY BE LOOKING FOR AN ADVANTAGE AHEAD OF HIS MATCH AGAINST ADAM IN A FEW MOMENTS! HE KNOWS HE’S UP AGAINST THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION, AND I THINK HE’S LOOKING TO PICK UP THE VICTORY BY ANY MEANS!!!!
(As Drake Armstrong continues to stomp away at Adam Lucas, an official who was meant to referee the upcoming match quickly slides into the ring. He does his best to separate Drake from Adam Lucas, but as he pushes Drake away, Drake begins to yell at him.)
Drake Armstrong: (off-mic) RING THE BELL! GO RING THE BELL!!!
(The referee turns and looks at the condition Adam Lucas is in, still recovering from that surprise attack and trying to push himself back to his feet. However, Drake quickly grabs the referee to catch his attention, pointing to the timekeepers area in an effort to get him to ring the bell.)
Rich Russillo: And now look at this! Adam Lucas is trying to recover from that attack, meanwhile Drake Armstrong is trying to get this match started, making sure that Adam goes into this at less than a hundred percent all because of him! Armstrong gave himself the advantage!
Thadd Blazevich: He sure did, bro! Adam is starting to pull himself up, but after that attack, I don’t know if it’s a good idea trying to fight Drake right now! Still, I don’t wanna miss out on a killer main event.
Persephone: I do, but unfortunately I don’t think that’s gonna happen. This stupid referee is somehow going to give Adam the chance to fight.
(The referee takes one last look at Adam Lucas as Drake continues to yell at him to ring the bell, waiting eagerly for the match to begin. Adam is holding onto the ropes, pulling himself to his feet with an angered look on his face as TLA holds his shoulder at ringside. Reluctantly, the referee turns and calls for the bell, signalling for the match to begin.)
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Rich Russillo: AND THE MATCH IS UNDERWAY, BUT DRAKE ARMSTRONG WASTES NO TIME GOING BACK ON THE OFFENSIVE AS HE RUSHES ADAM LUCAS WITH A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION BEFORE POUNDING AWAY AT HIM! ADAM LUCAS IS TRAPPED IN THE CORNER AND DRAKE ARMSTRONG IS TAKING FULL ADVANTAGE OF THAT ATTACK HE JUST DID, KNOWING THAT THIS IS THE PERFECT OPPORTUNITY FOR HIM TO SCORE A WIN AGAINST THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION! This one hasn’t been going long, but Adam Lucas is already in trouble thanks to Drake’s actions!
Thadd Blazevich: The ref starts counting, BUT DRAKE BACKS UP TO STOP THE COUNT, JUST SO HE CAN RUN BACK IN AND HIT BRO WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE! Adam is dropped to a seated position, and now Drake once again just starts stomping bro out! This is brutal, man. Drake isn’t giving the Champ any mercy at all, and now he pulls Adam out of the corner before slamming his face into the top turnbuckle! Drake sends Adam out onto the apron, and he must have something planned there which can’t be good. He’s following behind as Adam starts pushing himself up, AND DRAKE GRABS BRO BEFORE SHOVING HIM FACE FIRST INTO THE RING POST!
Persephone: Adam Lucas falls into the ringside floor, and if we were lucky the match would already be over since Adam is already hurt, but whatever. Drake grabs Adam before sending him into the barricade, and I just don’t know how much more of this Adam can take. Seriously, why are we even having this match when Drake just attacked him?
Rich Russillo: Drake grabs Adam once again, AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S NOT FINISHED USING THE RINGSIDE ENVIRONMENT, AS HE SENDS ADAM LUCAS TOWARDS THE STEEL STEPS!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT THAT DOESN’T GO TO PLAN, AS ADAM TURNS IT AROUND AND SENDS DRAKE CRASHING INTO THE STEEL STEPS!!! BRO, THAT WAS CRAZY! ADAM FOUND AND OPENING AND SAVED HIMSELF, AND NOW HE HAS A BIT OF TIME TO RECOVER! It’s a good thing Adam’s real experienced, bro! Drake had the upper hand, but Adam was able to find an opportunity to get himself back into this! Adam sends Drake Armstrong back into the ring before following behind, and I think he has something in mind now dude as he quickly pushes himself back up! He waits for Drake to get to his knees!
Rich Russillo: AND NOW ADAM BEGINS TO DELIVER SHOOT KICKS TO THE CHEST OF DRAKE ARMSTRONG, WHO MAY BE BEGINNING TO REGRET THAT ATTACK AT THE BEGINNING OF THE MATCH! ADAM MAY BE WALKING INTO THIS MATCH HURT, BUT THAT DAMAGE DOESN’T TAKE AWAY FROM HOW SKILLED OF A COMPETITOR THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION IS! ADAM DELIVERED MULTIPLE SHOOT KICKS TO THE CHEST, AND HE FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE HEAD OF ARMSTRONG! ARMSTRONG BEGINS TO FALL FORWARD, AND ADAM GRABS DRAKE AND PULLS HIM UP BEFORE DELIVERING A GUTWRENCH SUPLEX!!!! ADAM WITH THE COVER!!!!
ONE!
TWO-
Thadd Blazevich: ARMSTRONG KICKS OUT!!! Adam’s probably gonna be extra eager to end this match knowing that he’s hurt, so I don’t blame bro for going for the pin that early. Adam tries to stay on the offensive though, grabbing Drake and pulling him into a grounded headlock before beginning to deliver punches to the face! Adam pulls Drake up into a rear chinlock, and I think it’s best that Adam keeps bro on the ground, at least until he can even things out between these two! Adam has to stop Drake from getting back on the offensive!
Persephone: I don’t really want that to happen. Anything that ends the match faster would be good.
Rich Russillo: Drake Armstrong pushes himself to a knee, AND HE ELBOWS ADAM IN THE RIBS, TARGETING THE MIDSECTION AREA RIGHT WHERE DRAKE TARGETED WHEN HE ATTACKED ADAM BEFORE THE MATCH! ADAM’S GRASP ON DRAKE LOOSENS, AND THIS ALLOWS DRAKE TO TAKE ADAM TO THE MAT WITH AN ARMDRAG, GIVING DRAKE THE OPPORTUNITY TO A DROP A KNEE ONTO ADAM’S MIDSECTION! Adam sits up holding his midsection in pain, AND DRAKE JUST GETS UP BEFORE DELIVERING A PENALTY KICK TO ADAM’S BACK!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE DRAGS ADAM UP BEFORE SENDING HIM CRASHING INTO THE TURNBUCKLES, AND NOW THE KING OF ELITE RUNS IN BEFORE HITTING THE CHAMP WITH A KNEE TO THE MIDSECTION! Yeah dude, Drake definitely has a target right now and he’s sticking to it! If this continues it’s gonna be hard for bro to even move, let alone win against Drake! Drake lifts Adam onto the top rope before delivering a punch, and this could be bad! The last thing Adam needs is to take even more damage to that area right now! Drake clearly has something in mind though, as he climbs to the middle rope!
Persephone: This guy really is committed to wrestling in the most boring manner possible. He won’t even go all the way to the top rope for the superplex.
Rich Russillo: Well it’s clear that Drake is looking to avoid doing as much damage to his own body as he’s planning to do to Adam, and that’s not a bad idea given the advantage he already has! Drake sets Adam up for the superplex- BUT ADAM STARTS PUNCHING AWAY AT DRAKE, DELIVERING STRIKE AFTER STRIKE TO TRY AND STOP DRAKE FROM CONNECTING WITH THE SUPERPLEX! IF IT CONNECTS, THAT MAY DO SOME SERIOUS DAMAGE TO ADAM!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE LETS GO OF ADAM AFTER ALL THOSE PUNCHES, AND ADAM PUSHES BRO OFF OF THE MIDDLE ROPE! DRAKE FALLS BACKWARDS AND LANDS ON HIS FEET ON THE MAT- BUT DRAKE RUNS FORWARD AND SHOVES ADAM OFF THE TOP ROPE, CAUSING ADAM TO TUMBLE ONTO THE APRON AND OUT TO RINGSIDE! BRO, THAT WAS A ROUGH LANDING FOR ADAM, AND THAT MIGHT’VE JUST DONE MORE DAMAGE THAN THE SUPERPLEX WOULD’VE! If Adam was in a rough spot before, I can’t even imagine how bro is feeling right now!
Persephone: Hopefully he’s feeling bad enough to get counted out.
Rich Russillo: Drake Armstrong has a grin on his face, and he just slowly rolls out of the ring, knowing that he’s at a clear advantage right now. Adam is using the apron to try and pull himself up- BUT DRAKE JUST KICKS ADAM IN THE MIDSECTION, BEFORE SLAMMING ADAM’S FACE ONTO THE APRON! Drake has been very methodical throughout this match, sticking to targeting a specific area rather than utilizing the major moves he’s been known for. Drake grabs Adam, BEFORE LIFTING HIM UP AND DELIVERING A BACK SUPLEX DROP ONTO THE APRON!
Thadd Blazevich: Drake shoves Adam back into the ring before following behind, and he sends Adam into the corner once again! Adam slowly stumbles out, AND NOW DRAKE RUNS IN FOR THE HALBERD OF HELL- BUT ADAM CAUGHT THE LEGS!!! ADAM WAS ABLE TO CATCH THE LEGS, AND NOW HE ROLLS FORWARD ON TOP OF DRAKE FOR A PIN!
ONE!
TWO!!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE JUST KICKED OUT, BRO!!! DRAKE SURVIVED THAT ROLL UP- BUT AS DRAKE KICKS OUT, HE GRABS ONTO ADAM AND ROLLS OVER ONTO HIS KNEES! DRAKE GETS BACK TO HIS FEET AND LIFTS ADAM UP FOR A POWERBOMB!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT ADAM SLIPS OUT OF IT!!! ADAM WAS ABLE TO SLIP OUT OF DRAKE’S GRASP BEFORE STUMBLING BACK- AND NOW HE RUNS IN BEFORE STEPPING OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE, HITTING DRAKE WITH GENESIS!!!! GENESIS CONNECTS ON DRAKE ARMSTRONG- BUT THESE TWO WERE SO CLOSE TO THE ROPES THAT IT SENDS ARMSTRONG OUT OF THE RING!!!! DRAKE ARMSTRONG JUST FELL THROUGH THE ROPES AND OUT OF THE RING, AND THAT’S THE LAST THING ADAM LUCAS NEEDED AS HE COLLAPSES ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE, FAILING TO PREVENT DRAKE FROM FALLING OUT OF THE RING!
Thadd Blazevich: I don’t know if I’d call Adam unlucky, bro. He may not have been able to get the pin, but he did do some serious damage and now he has some valuable time to recover! That’s pretty good if you ask me, especially after everything this dude Drake did to him up to this point.
Persephone: Wow, I didn’t think it was possible for you to say something smart.
Thadd Blazevich: I’ll just take that as a compliment, dudette.
Persephone: Don’t get ahead of yourself. Even a broken clock’s right two times a day.
Rich Russillo: Adam Lucas slowly rolls out of the ring as Drake Armstrong slowly gets to all fours, trying to push himself up- AND ADAM LUCAS RUNS IN BEFORE CONNECTING WITH WOKE!!!! ADAM LUCAS WITH A PUNT KICK TO THE SIDE OF DRAKE ARMSTRONG’S HEAD, AND THAT’S ANOTHER HUGE MOVE IN A ROW TO THE KING OF ELITE!!!! DRAKE HAS BEEN TARGETING THE MIDSECTION IN A HUGE WAY, AND ADAM HAS FOUND AN EXCELLENT WAY TO RESPOND AS HE HAS HIT DRAKE WITH SOME OF HIS MOST DANGEROUS MOVES! ADAM HAS FOUND HIS WAY BACK INTO THIS ONE, AND NOW HE GRABS DRAKE BEFORE SENDING HIM BACK INTO THE RING, USING EVERYTHING HE HAS LEFT!
Thadd Blazevich: Adam slowly pulls himself into the ring, BUT BRO, AS SOON AS HE GOT INTO THE RING, DRAKE JUST STARTED ROLLING ALL THE WAY TO THE OTHER SIDE! THIS DUDE JUST AVOIDED GETTING PINNED FOR THE SECOND TIME IN A ROW, AND NOW ADAM LUCAS IS STARTING TO GET MAD! There’s no telling how much more of this Adam can even take right now. I’m sure bro wants to finish this one ASAP, but Drake isn’t letting that happen! He’s making this real annoying for bro!
Persephone: Annoying for me, too. All I want is for this match to end, but Drake can’t just stay still and get pinned for one second. Adam pushes himself back to his feet and is slowly walking over to Drake, but Drake is on the apron, holding onto the ropes so that even if Adam wants to pin him right now, he can’t thanks to stupid rope breaks. Adam knows he can’t do anything right now, so he just starts stomping on Drake, trying to at least do further damage while he can. At least he’s doing something other than standing there and looking stupid.
Rich Russillo: Adam holds his ribs for a moment, still feeling the effects of the punishment he’s taken throughout this match, but he makes his way out to the apron, joining Drake out there in an effort to potentially end this match for good! This has been a very back and forth match between these two men, and now Adam slowly drags Drake up. I have no clue what he may be planning out here, but whatever it is, I think it’s just about guaranteed to do a lot of damage! Adam gets Drake in position, AND I THINK HE MAY BE PLANNING TO HIT A POWERBOMB ON THE APRON!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DRAKE LIFTS ADAM UP AND OVER HIM, DROPPING THE CHAMPION WITH A BACK BODY DROP ONTO THE APRON!!!! OUCH, DUDE!!! THAT’S NOT THE KIND OF MOVE ADAM NEEDED TO GET HIT WITH AT THIS POINT OF THE MATCH, NOT AFTER EVERYTHING HE JUST WENT THROUGH TONIGHT! That was gnarly, and now Drake’s the one that just bought himself some serious recovery time! This has been a wild match bro, I have no clue what’s gonna happen at this point!
Persephone: Drake drops off the apron and sends Adam back into the ring. Honestly, these two have spent so much time at ringside it’s starting to get annoying. The least they could do is get themselves counted out.
Rich Russillo: Drake follows Adam into the ring, and Adam’s somehow trying to push himself up, BUT DRAKE LANDS A PUNT KICK TO THE RIBS OF ADAM!!! Adam rolls over to the ropes, and he grabs them before starting to try and pull himself up to his feet. Drake walks up to Adam slowly, AND HE DELIVERS A SHOOT KICK TO ADAM’S MIDSECTION! Drake taking this one slowly, and it feels like he’s just toying with the Champion at this point!
Thadd Blazevich: I think he is, bro! Adam stumbles back to his feet, AND DRAKE LANDS ANOTHER KICK TO THE STOMACH! Adam drops to a knee, AND DRAKE LIFTS HIM UP BEFORE KNEEING HIM IN THE STOMACH AGAIN! Drake holds onto Adam’s arm, AND DRAKE PULLS HIM IN FOR A SHORT-ARM LARIAT- BUT ADAM DUCKS UNDER! ADAM IS STILL HOLDING DRAKE’S ARM, AND NOW HE TURNS BRO AROUND FOR A RIPCORD LARIAT, DROPPING DRAKE TO THE MAT MOMENTARILY! ADAM PULLS HIM UP, AND NOW ADAM TURNS AROUND AND CONNECTS WITH A DISCUS PUNCH, DROPPING DRAKE ONCE AGAIN!
Persephone: The most boring combination of moves ever.
Rich Russillo: Drake scrambles to get back up, AND ADAM GRABS DRAKE BEFORE SENDING HIM INTO THE ROPES! DRAKE BOUNCES OFF, AND NOW ADAM GOES TO POP HIM UP FOR LEVEL UP- BUT THAT DAMAGE HAS GOTTEN TO HIM! HE COULDN’T GET DRAKE ALL THE WAY UP, AND DRAKE DROPS AN ELBOW DOWN ONTO THE HEAD OF ADAM! Adam falls down to a knee, and now Drake lifts Adam onto the top turnbuckle once more, putting him in a tree of woe position! Drake grabs Adam’s wrists, AND HE BEGINS STOMPING AT ADAM’S CHEST! THIS IS DRAKENOMICS, AND ADAM LUCAS APPEARS TO BE IN SOME SERIOUS TROUBLE!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE DELIVERS THAT LAST STOMP TO THE HEAD, AND ADAM DROPS BACK DOWN ONTO THE MAT! THOSE WERE SOME NASTY STOMPS BRO, AND NOW DRAKE PULLS ADAM IN BEFORE GOING FOR A COVER, HOOKING THE LEGS!!!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT ADAM LUCAS KICKED OUT!!! ADAM WAS ABLE TO SURVIVE, EVEN AFTER ALL THE DAMAGE HE’S TAKEN TONIGHT! That was a close one, bro. Taking all that damage to the chest and ribs, I wasn’t sure if bro would be able to get out of that.
Rich Russillo: Drake doesn’t look happy to see that Adam kicked out. I think part of him expected the match to end there, especially knowing that this was his first pinfall and he had kept targeting the midsection up to this point. Adam Lucas is a resilient Champion though, and I think it’s clear that it’ll take much more to put him down, even for a competitor as skilled as the King of Elite. We’ll have to see just what else Armstrong may be able to do.
Thadd Blazevich: Drake walks over towards the legs of Adam Lucas, AND HE GRABS THEM BEFORE ROLLING OVER ADAM, ROLLING BACK TO HIS FEET AS HE CARRIES ADAM! DRAKE HAS ADAM UP FOR AN ALABAMA SLAM- BUT WAIT A SECOND!
Rich Russillo: ADAM WAS ABLE TO SLIP OUT OF DRAKE’S GRASP, PULLING DRAKE DOWN INTO A SUNSET FLIP, ROLLING DRAKE UP FOR THE COVER! ADAM MIGHT BE ABLE TO TAKE THIS ONE!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE-
Persephone: UGH! DRAKE ARMSTRONG WAS ABLE TO KICK OUT, WHY CAN’T THIS MATCH JUST END ALREADY!? THIS IS THE WORST!
Rich Russillo: Drake Armstrong rolls back to his feet, AND DRAKE TRIES TO KICK ADAM IN THE CHEST- BUT THIS TIME ADAM SAW THE ATTACK COMING AND WAS ABLE TO CATCH DRAKE’S LEG! ADAM HOLDS ONTO DRAKE’S LEG, BEFORE TURNING AND USING HIS OWN LEG TO TAKE DRAKE TO THE MAT, TRANSITIONING INTO A GROUNDED ANKLE LOCK!
Thadd Blazevich: THAT WAS A SMART MOVE BY THE CHAMP, BRO! ADAM COULDN’T RISK GETTING CAUGHT WITH ANOTHER BIG SHOT TO THE CHEST, SO HE CAUGHT THE LEG AND TRANSITIONED INTO A SUBMISSION TO KEEP DRAKE ON THE GROUND! THIS IS A CRAZY MATCH, BRO! THESE TWO ARE REALLY GOING AT IT!
Rich Russillo: DRAKE IS STRUGGLING IN THAT ANKLE LOCK RIGHT NOW! I DON’T THINK HE EXPECTED TO SUDDENLY GET CAUGHT IN A MOVE LIKE THIS, ESPECIALLY NOT AFTER ALL THE DAMAGE HE DID TO ADAM ONLY A FEW MOMENTS AGO! ADAM IS SMART THOUGH, AND HE FOUND AN OPPORTUNITY TO RETALIATE EVEN WITH THE FATIGUE AND PAIN HE MUST BE FEELING FOLLOWING DRAKENOMICS! DRAKE IS STUCK IN AN ANKLE LOCK, AND IT’S LOOKING LIKE THAT PLAN OF HIS MAY BE STARTING TO FALL APART, AS ADAM HAS DRAKE TRAPPED IN THIS SUBMISSION!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE’S TRYING TO DRAG HIMSELF TO THE ROPES! THIS CAN’T BE EASY FOR BRO, THOUGH! ADAM ISN’T A SMALL DUDE, AND HE’S HANGING ONTO DRAKE’S LEG AS HARD AS HE CAN! DRAKE IS FIGHTING FOR HIS LIFE RIGHT NOW, AND IF DRAKE CAN’T MAKE IT TO THE ROPES SOON, HE MIGHT BE GIVEN NO CHOICE BUT TO TAP OUT! THIS ISN’T GOOD FOR BRO! DRAKE MIGHT BE COOKED RIGHT NOW!
Persephone: Good. I feel like I’ve been waiting forever for this match to end, and it STILL hasn’t happened yet even after all this. This is ridiculous.
Rich Russillo: DRAKE ARMSTRONG HAD IT IN HIM TO KEEP GOING THOUGH, AS HE GRABS ONTO THE BOTTOM ROPE! DRAKE FORCES THE ROPE BREAK, AND ADAM HOLDS ON ALL THE WAY TO THE COUNT OF FIVE BEFORE FINALLY RELEASING THE SUBMISSION! ADAM RELEASES THE ANKLE LOCK- BUT AS SOON AS HE LETS GO OF DRAKE, HE TURNS AND KICKS DRAKE IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD! Drake rolls away from Adam, meanwhile Adam is given more room, both to breathe and to come up with his next strategy as the King of Elite now appears to be fighting an uphill battle!
Thadd Blazevich: Adam uses the ropes to pull himself up, and Drake is holding the back of his head while he slowly gets back up. Both of these dudes are starting to get back to their feet, AND ADAM PUNCHES DRAKE IN THE JAW, KNOCKING DRAKE BACK! DRAKE TAKES A MOMENT, AND BRO PUNCHES ADAM BACK, HITTING HIM WITH ONE IN RESPONSE! ADAM PUNCHES DRAKE AGAIN, AND NOW DRAKE PUNCHES ADAM AGAIN! BRO, THESE TWO ARE JUST GOING BACK AND FORTH RIGHT NOW, HITTING EACH OTHER AGAIN AND AGAIN! THEY’RE STILL GOING AT IT RIGHT NOW, THIS IS WILD!
Rich Russillo: ADAM SWINGS AT DRAKE AGAIN- AND DRAKE DUCKS AND CATCHES ADAM’S ARM! DRAKE MOVES FORWARD AND KICKS ADAM IN THE BACK, AND ADAM DROPS DOWN TO A KNEE! Drake looks to capitalize- BUT ADAM ELBOWS DRAKE IN HIS BAD LEG BEFORE FOLLOWING IT UP WITH AN UPPERCUT! DRAKE STUMBLES BACK, AND THIS GIVES ADAM ENOUGH TIME TO RUN IN, RAMMING DRAKE BACK FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES! Adam lifts Drake Armstrong onto the top rope after this, AND NOW IT LOOKS LIKE IT MAY BE ADAM’S TURN TO LOOK FOR THE SUPERPLEX AS HE BEGINS CLIMBING UP TOP!
Thadd Blazevich: ADAM GOES TO LIFT DRAKE UP FOR THE SUPERPLEX- BUT WAIT A SECOND! DRAKE JUST SLIPPED DOWN OFF THE TOP ROPE AND UNDER ADAM LUCAS- AND NOW DRAKE PULLS ADAM OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A SIT-OUT POWERBOMB!!!!! DUDE, DRAKE JUST PLANTED ADAM WITH THAT POWERBOMB, AND I DIDN’T THINK THINGS COULD GET ANY WORSE FOR ADAM BUT IT LOOKS LIKE I MIGHT’VE BEEN WRONG! DRAKE HOLDS ADAM IN PLACE FOR THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE-
Thadd Blazevich: ADAM KICKS OUT BEFORE THREE, AND DRAKE FALLS BACKWARDS, HOLDING HIS LEG IN PAIN! That was a close one dude, I thought that was it!
Persephone: Well unfortunately it wasn’t. Instead, these two are somehow still going. Didn’t Drake literally attack Adam before the match?? Why isn’t this over yet?
Rich Russillo: Because Adam Lucas is a very tough competitor, and an experienced one too. Drake is going back towards that strategy though, doing more damage to the midsection in hopes to possibly further wear Adam down. Drake pushes himself back up, AND HE GRABS ADAM BY THE ARM, PULLING HIM UP BEFORE REPEATEDLY KICKING HIM IN THE RIBS, JUST THROWING WHATEVER NASTY SHOTS HE CAN TO THAT MIDSECTION AREA!
Thadd Blazevich: ADAM GRABS THE LEG AGAIN WITH THE GOOD ARM, BUT THAT’S NOT THE HURT LEG DRAKE WAS KICKING HIM WITH! ADAM KNOWS THIS, SO HE JUST PUNCHES DRAKE IN THE MIDSECTION BEFORE LANDING A PUNCH TO THE JAW OF DRAKE! Drake stumbles back, and Adam pushes himself up, BEFORE HITTING DRAKE WITH A FOREARM! This dude Adam is going through it, but he’s somehow still fighting, bro! Drake holds his jaw, AND ADAM TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THE OPENING, HITTING DRAKE WITH A BIG BOOT! Drake stumbles back into the corner, AND ADAM RUNS IN BEFORE DELIVERING A RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!
Persephone: Drake falls into the corner, and I think Adam isn’t finished, yet. He’s walking over to Drake, and I don’t know what he has in mind, but they need to hurry this up.
Rich Russillo: Adam Lucas grabs Drake and looks to send him into the opposite corner, BUT DRAKE TURNS IT AROUND AND SENDS ADAM RIGHT INTO- OH NO! ADAM JUST CRASHED RIGHT INTO THE REFEREE, AND I DON’T THINK THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN! THE REFEREE IS DOWN, AND NOW THERE’S NOBODY TO MAINTAIN ORDER!
Thadd Blazevich: ADAM TRIES NOT TO LET THAT GET TO HIM- BUT AS SOON AS BRO TURNS AROUND, HE GETS CAUGHT WITH A BIG BOOT FROM DRAKE!! DRAKE IS WASTING NO TIME TRYING TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE SITUATION!
(Drake Armstrong looks over at the referee, and once he sees that the referee is still down, a smirk appears on his face, as if an idea has appeared in his head. At ringside TLA is still watching, holding his abdomen after the attack from Drake. Despite the attack, he chooses to keep watching, paying close attention to see what happens as Drake can be seen sliding his infamous ring onto his finger near the apron. However, before Drake could even turn around…)
(*CRACK!*)
Rich Russillo: HEY, WAIT A SECOND!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE ARMSTRONG WAS JUST BLASTED WITH A CHAIR DIRECTLY TO THE HEAD, DROPPING DRAKE TO THE MAT!!! THAT WASN’T TLA, BRO! TLA IS STILL FAR BACK AT THE BARRICADE, WATCHING THE MATCH! THAT WAS SOMEONE ELSE! IT WAS…
(The camera slowly pans over to the attacker responsible for Drake Armstrong being laid out, and once the man is shown, the fans begin to loudly cheer.)
Rich Russillo: IT’S NOT JUST ANYONE THAT LAID OUT DRAKE ARMSTRONG, IT WAS CODY MAVERICK!!! WE SAW WHAT HAPPENED EARLIER TONIGHT, AND CODY CLEARLY MEANT WHAT HE SAID! CODY MAVERICK JUST BASHED A CHAIR OVER DRAKE ARMSTRONG’S HEAD, AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S HERE FOR SOME PAYBACK AFTER LAST WEEK!!!! CODY WAS COST AN OPPORTUNITY TO FIGHT FOR THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP, AND NOW DRAKE MAY HAVE JUST COST DRAKE AGAINST THE CHAMPION HIMSELF!
(The fans continue to cheer as Drake is lifeless on the mat, not moving after taking the chair shot to the head. Cody Maverick takes a few steps back, dropping his steel chair to make sure his actions go unnoticed by the referee as he begins to stir. Meanwhile, Adam Lucas begins to slowly get back up.)
Persephone: Well, you can’t say Drake didn’t ask for this. Did he think Cody would just be okay with Drake doing what he did last week? Anyone with common sense could’ve guessed he’d find *some* way to retaliate.
Rich Russillo: Well retaliate he sure did, as Adam Lucas is pushing himself back up! Adam doesn’t seem to realize what happened to Drake, but I doubt he cares anyway, especially knowing Drake attacked him before the match! Adam Lucas grabs Drake before pulling him up, AND NOW HE SENDS DRAKE INTO THE ROPES!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE BOUNCES OFF OF THE ROPES, AND ADAM LUCAS LIFTS HIM UP BEFORE PLANTING DRAKE ONTO THE MAT WITH LEVEL UP!!!!! ADAM JUST DROPPED BRO WITH THE FINISHING MOVE, FINALLY HITTING BRO WITH THE KILLSHOT, AND IT’S ALL THANKS TO CODY MAVERICK!
Rich Russillo: ADAM LUCAS DROPS DOWN ON TOP OF DRAKE FOR THE COVER, ALL WHILE THE REFEREE SHAKES OFF THE PAIN HE WAS IN, TURNING AND TAKING NOTICE OF THE COVER THAT’S GOING ON! THE REFEREE QUICKLY GETS INTO POSITION! IT LOOKS LIKE THIS ONE MIGHT JUST BE OVER!!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner…. THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION… AAAADDDDAAAAAMMMMMMMM LLLLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCAAAAAASSSSSS!!!!!!!
(Adam Lucas rolls off of Drake Armstrong, taking some time to breathe after the grueling match he had just competed in. However, before his entrance music could even play…)
Rich Russillo: WAIT A SECOND, CODY ISN’T WASTING ANY TIME!!! HE JUST GRABBED DRAKE’S LEG AND PULLED HIM OUT OF THE RING, AND NOW HE JUST PUNCHES AWAY AT CODY, PUNCHING HIM OVER AND OVER AS HE STILL ISN’T SATISFIED!!!
Thadd Blazevich: DRAKE IS BEING BEAT ALL AROUND THE RINGSIDE AREA, BRO! TLA IS JUST WATCHING ALL THIS GO DOWN, AND CODY KEEPS BEATING HIM UP!
Rich Russillo: CODY GRABS DRAKE, AND HE SENDS HIM INTO THE STEEL STEPS!!!! DRAKE CRASHES INTO THE STEPS, BUT CODY DOESN’T STOP THERE! HE GRABS DRAKE AGAIN, BEFORE PULLING HIM UP AND SENDING HIM INTO THE OPPOSITE SET OF STEEL STEPS!!! DRAKE JUST WENT INTO BOTH SETS OF STEPS, AND CODY MAVERICK ISN’T FINISHED YET FROM THE LOOKS OF IT AS HE GRABS DRAKE AND SENDS HIM INTO THE BARRICADE!
Thadd Blazevich: CODY NOW GRABS DRAKE BEFORE SENDING HIM GUT FIRST INTO OUR TABLE- AND NOW HE RUNS IN, GRABBING DRAKE FROM BEHIND BEFORE PLANTING HIM WITH THE HIGH ROLLER!!!! CODY MAVERICK WANTED REVENGE AND DUDE, I THINK HE GOT IT! CODY GETS ON TOP OF DRAKE, AND HE JUST CONTINUES PUNCHING AWAY AT HIM!!!!
(As Cody continues to punch away at Drake Armstrong, TLA watches, not forgetting what Drake did prior to the match. However, all of this had given Adam Lucas time to leave the ring, something that TLA hadn’t noticed.)
Rich Russillo: ADAM LUCAS JUST ATTACKED TLA FROM BEHIND, WIPING HIM OUT WITH HIS CHAMPIONSHIP!!! ADAM LUCAS WITH A CHEAP SHOT TO TLA, TAKING ADVANTAGE OF THE FACT THAT TLA HAD BEEN WATCHING THE CHAOS UNFOLD!!!
Thadd Blazevich: TLA IS DOWN, AND ADAM LUCAS GETS THE UPPER HAND ON HIS CHALLENGER RIGHT AFTER BEATING THE KING OF ELITE! All in all, this was a pretty good night for Adam Lucas, bros!
(Cody Maverick gets back to his feet, and stomps at Drake Armstrong a few more times before finally beginning to back away, seemingly satisfied with what he had done to the man who cost him last week.)
Persephone: At least it’s finally over. I’m just glad I don’t have to keep watching a horrible match.
Rich Russillo: This has been a chaotic end to Sunday Night Voltage, and as we head towards the next week and eventually Wicked Games, I think it’s clear that things are definitely starting to heat up.
(Adam Lucas stares at TLA, who is laid out on the ringside floor, holding the back of his head in pain after getting hit with Adam’s World Championship. Adam stares at him with a focused look on his face, and he raises his Championship to loud boos. Cody Maverick glances at Adam, just shaking his head before turning back to Drake, still frustrated by everything that happened as Voltage comes to a close, and the camera fades to black.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
