(EAW intro plays.)
(A recap of last week’s episode of Voltage is shown, before the camera focuses on the Golden 1 Center in Sacramento, California as the crowd roars with the shot panning around to show the electricity flowing through the arena tonight. A beautiful display of pyro is seen erupting on the stage before we land on the commentary table, where Rich Russillo, Thadd Blazevich, and Persephone are all seen standing by.)
Rich Russillo: The road to Bloodsport continues, as we welcome you all tonight to yet another jam-packed episode… of SUNDAY NIGHT VOLTAGE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, I am so hyped right now. Drake Armstrong facing Diego Montana! Chiyo Gedo facing Cosmo Goldworthy! Selina Reyes & Candice Blair Ava facing Daniella Atlas and Saori Aizen in a damn Exploding TLC Match of all things!!! Dr. Bethany Blue & Jay Jerry Johnson facing Cody Maverick & Chris Elite! And our main event being Hans Grayson facing ARIA! Dude, it’s going to be such a great show, I’m telling you right now.
Persephone: “Dude,” I hate how optimistic you are.
Thadd Blazevich: Thank you.
Persephone: … Let’s just kick off the show.
(Voltage fades towards the stage, and ‘Pride and Arrogance’ by Takeru Kanazaki hits following this. The entire arena bursts into boos as the camera pans closer, and Drake Armstrong can be seen beginning to walk out to the stage. The King of Elite is holding a microphone in his hand, and while still not amused with recent events, he has a calm expression on his face as he begins to make his way down the ramp and towards the ring.)
Rich Russillo: Well here comes the King of Elite, who got put into an interesting predicament last week as it seems he may be facing Elysium at Bloodsport. Drake has been tasked to find a tag team partner for the match, and I have to admit, I can’t say I expected the option he went with.
Thadd Blazevich: Bro ran up to Mr. Cash in the Vault Hans Grayson asking to team up, and I’m all for it but I don’t think Hans feels the same way! That’s a real bummer, I think it would be awesome seeing them team up!
Persephone: I don’t. It’s already unbearable sitting here with you on commentary every week. Last thing I want is to do it while watching Drake and Hans face Elysium.
(Drake Armstrong makes it to ringside, and he begins to walk up the steel steps before entering the ring. Drake’s entrance music begins to fade out after that, and soon after he begins to speak, ignoring the loud boos from the crowd as he slowly paces around the ring.)
Drake Armstrong: This brand is destined to be mine before this season is over. I am royalty, and it is not solely because of the crown I earned at King of Elite. I am of the Armstrong Dynasty. I stand at the very pinnacle of a mountain far too tall for a brand like this to remain in a state of mediocrity as the season passes me by. There is not a single individual on this roster capable of reaching the same heights as myself nor will anyone here prevent me from reaching them, but having said this, it should also be known that there are few Elitists on this brand who have the same privilege as myself. There are those who have earned the right to guarantee a World Championship match at any given moment, so no matter how we may feel about each other, there should be a shared understanding between us.
(Drake stops in the middle of the ring, thinking for a moment before continuing.)
Drake Armstrong: It is for this reason that I am unsure of why Hans Grayson is hesitant to accept the offer I had for him. It should be the easiest decision he could’ve made, but instead of accepting the offer, he walked away. He said he would “think about it”, as if it shouldn’t already be clear what the right decision is. He has yet to realize exactly what kind of opportunity is in front of him. Thus, I would like to take this opportunity to call Hans Grayson to the ring, and give him the chance to make the right choice.
(Drake Armstrong takes a few steps back as he looks towards the stage. He waits for some time, before finally ‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ by AFI hits, causing an explosion of cheers to come from the crowd. The fans seem to be excited to see the Cash in the Vault briefcase holder as Hans Grayson begins to walk out, holding a microphone of his own. He seems unsure of what to think after what Drake Armstrong has said, but after a moment he just shakes his head and begins walking towards the ring.)
Rich Russillo: Drake Armstrong clearly isn’t thrilled about how Hans Grayson responded to him asking him to be his tag team partner for Bloodsport, but to be honest, I don’t think you can blame Hans for being unsure about all of this considering the history these two have with each other.
Thadd Blazevich: But that’s all, like, in the past man. If Drake needs a teammate I think Hans should do it. What’s the worst that could happen?
Persephone: Besides a horrible match ruining our first marquee event of the season? Probably a lot, these two obviously don’t like each other.
(Hans Grayson climbs onto the apron before entering the ring, allowing his entrance music to fade out as he stares at Drake Armstrong, taking a moment to think about what he wants to say. Eventually, he finally begins to speak.)
Hans Grayson: What is it, man?
Drake Armstrong: Is it not obvious? I presented you with an opportunity that anyone in your position should be willing to take. The opportunity to eliminate two potential contenders to the EAW World Championship from the picture before they could even get their feet off the ground is right in front of us, and you don’t even know whether or not this kind of opportunity is appealing to you? You are the Cash in the Vault briefcase holder. It is your responsibility to create the ideal environment to cash in and become a World Champion, and the ideal environment to become Champion is one where there are as few threats as possible. What is preventing you from making such a simple decision and doing something that’d benefit the both of us?
(Hans takes a moment to think about what Drake has said, understanding everything Drake told him and knowing that if there is anything he is right about, it’s that this would be a good opportunity to push two Elitists away from the World Championship picture at once. After some time he begins to speak once more, choosing to just be honest with Drake.)
Hans Grayson: I just don’t trust you.
(This receives a loud reaction from the fans, and while Drake Armstrong doesn’t appear to be surprised hearing this response from Hans, he also isn’t glad to hear it. However, Hans doesn’t finish speaking there.)
Hans Grayson: Look, you made some decent points, and I get it. I’m Mr. Cash in the Vault so I should want the clearest route to the World Championship possible, but I just don’t know about this. How can I be sure about getting myself wrapped up in your own mess when I’ve known you for as long as I have and have only known you for being a piece of garbage? We’ve faced each other time and time again. I already know what it’s like going up against you, and on top of that I’ve done it when the stakes were at their highest. Being in your way isn’t something you tend to take lightly and as long as I’m holding the Cash in the Vault briefcase I’ll never not be in your way, so how am I supposed to believe that I can trust you to all people to make it through an entire tag team match against Elysium when the best case scenario for you would be removing all three of us from the picture?
(Drake Armstrong remains silent, not disagreeing with the last statement coming from the Cash in the Vault briefcase holder. The fans are still cheering for Hans, who continues speaking.)
Hans Grayson: I didn’t ask to be dragged into all of this, but you came to me already knowing that there likely wouldn’t be anyone else even willing to give you the time of day. The fact that I’m even considering doing this is probably more than you deserve after everything you’ve done, so I don’t think I should have to explain why this isn’t the easiest choice for me to make. I don’t have a problem with facing Elysium. I’m sure it’d be great, as Bronson Daniels and Jon Kelton are both tough competitors. The problem isn’t facing them. The problem is that I can’t be sure whether or not you’d actually have my back, and if I can’t trust you to have my back against two people who have been teaming up for a year, what am I even accomplishing by agreeing to do this besides setting myself up for failure?
(A smirk appears on the face of Drake Armstrong after this, as he finally begins to respond.)
Drake Armstrong: I won’t deny that it’d serve me well to see you suffer a fate that keeps you from utilizing your Cash in the Vault briefcase, but will you really allow your own paranoia to rob you of the opportunity to set yourself up for a level of success you have yet to attain in this company? We are talking about the chance to become a World Champion. Should you let this go to waste and Elysium is allowed to get closer to that Championship, I may be able to find my own opportunity to strike, but what about you? Are you sure you’ll ever have your moment when Chris Elite, Cody Maverick, Jon Kelton and Bronson Daniels are already circling around Adam Lucas?
Hans Grayson: I’m sure I’ll figure it out, but why even pretend that that’s what this is about? You’re the one that picked a fight with Elysium. You got yourself in trouble because you for whatever reason didn’t think they’d be willing to shut you up, and now you’re trying to drag me into this with you. This can’t be about the World Championship, because no matter what happens with Elysium, I’ll still have the opportunity to fight for the World Championship at any given moment. I won’t suffer from missing out on a tag team match where I can easily end up being betrayed by my own teammate, not as long as I have this briefcase in my hand. I’m not afraid of a challenge, so I wouldn’t care if there are a few more people floating around the title picture.
Drake Armstrong: Perhaps you wouldn’t, but does that mean you must flee from this match and avoid the possibility entirely of presenting yourself with a better path to the World Championship? I care not for your own interpretations of what happened last week. What matters is that a match has been made for Bloodsport, and you could either take this spot, work alongside me for just a single night and move on, or you could step aside. Just know I was capable of working alongside you as soon as this season started. I can do it again at Bloodsport, but if I’m to do so that’d require you to be willing to step up to the plate. Elysium wants a fight, and I am sure those two peasants are foaming at the mouths at the possibility of taking out not only the King of Elite, but also the Cash in the Vault briefcase holder.
(Hans Grayson doesn’t respond, and Drake Armstrong continues.)
Drake Armstrong: Answer this, Hans. Would it really benefit me to harm you only to find myself alone against both members of Elysium? I could have attacked you when the season began, and seeing how that first Voltage of the season ended, I’d have had every opportunity to make use of that attack and cash in on Adam Lucas while you’re in no condition to do anything about it. I did no such thing though, and instead chose to work alongside you all even if it’d only lead to defeat. It would be foolish for you to allow this to go to waste. For what purpose are you carrying the Cash in the Vault briefcase if you’ll let everyone else walk over you?
Hans Grayson: Walk over me? That’s not what’s happening. I don’t have any problems with Bronson Daniels or Jon Kelton, and I’m not the reason that tag team match was made. This is all you. You can try to convince me that this is what’s best, but I know who you are. I know you better than most of the people here, and I can’t so easily look past it all just because…
(Suddenly there is a loud reaction coming from the crowd, one so loud that it causes Hans Grayson to look around in confusion. Hans looks back at Drake and realizes something, but by the time he does, it is already too late.)
Rich Russillo: BRONSON DANIELS AND JON KELTON ARE HERE!!! ELYSIUM JUST SLID INTO THE RING, AND BRONSON JUST BLINDSIDED DRAKE ARMSTRONG, KNOCKING DRAKE RIGHT INTO HANS GRAYSON!
Thadd Blazevich: I DIDN’T SEE THAT COMING, BRO! ELYSIUM CAME THROUGH THE CROWD AND SLID INTO THE RING! LOOKS LIKE THEY’RE GETTING TO DRAKE BEFORE HE CAN GET TO THEM!
Rich Russillo: DRAKE ARMSTRONG QUICKLY GETS BACK UP- BUT IMMEDIATELY GETS CAUGHT WITH THE GODBREAKER BY BRONSON DANIELS!!! DRAKE FALLS BACK INTO THE ROPES AFTER THAT ONE- AND AS SOON AS HE BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES, HE GETS FLOORED WITH THE GALICK GUN BY JON KELTON, WHICH SENDS DRAKE OUT OF THE RING! THE KING OF ELITE HAS BEEN TAKEN OUT!
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, but I don’t think Hans is very happy, dudes!
Persephone: Duh! I don’t think anyone would be cool with getting knocked over like that.
Rich Russillo: HANS RUSHES OVER TOWARDS BRONSON- BUT BRONSON DUCKS UNDER HANS’ ATTACK, ALLOWING KELTON TO HIT HANS WITH A SECOND GALICK GUN! HANS ROLLS OUT OF THE RING, AND NOW THE CASH IN THE VAULT BRIEFCASE HOLDER IS OUT OF THE RING AS WELL!!!
(The fans are cheering as Elysium stands tall in the center of the ring. Bronson Daniels and Jon Kelton pick up the microphones that were dropped by Hans Grayson and Drake Armstrong, and after this, Kelton begins to speak.)
Jon Kelton: Sorry about that, but we weren’t going to let Drake play games with us. I don’t think there’s anyone that actually likes this guy, and I don’t see why we should have to wait forever just to find out whether or not someone will actually be willing to burden themselves with him.
(After this, Jon Kelton and Bronson Daniels turn towards Hans Grayson, who is seated at ringside holding his jaw.)
Bronson Daniels: Hans, I hate to get you dragged into this, but let’s face it. If you were already stuck here considering Drake’s offer even after a week, we might as well just get to the point. We’re not just challenging Drake Armstrong to a match at Bloodsport, anymore. We’re challenging you, too.
(The fans cheer as Hans Grayson stares at Bronson Daniels. Hans seemingly understands where Bronson is coming from, but after that attack, he wastes no time answering the challenge.)
Hans Grayson: (off-mic) Alright. You’re on.
(He continues to stare at Elysium, and the two Elitists appear to be satisfied as ‘Mr. Rager’ by Kid Cudi begins to play. The fans are cheering, meanwhile at ringside Drake Armstrong is seen just beginning to stir, not pleased with what just happened after the attack from Elysium.)
Rich Russillo: It looks like we have ourselves a match! At Bloodsport, Elysium will be taking on the King of Elite Drake Armstrong, and Mr. Cash in the Vault Hans Grayson! In the end, it looks like Elysium wasn’t interested in waiting for Drake to find someone willing to work with him, and made the decision themselves!
Thadd Blazevich: Right on, bro! This is gonna be awesome. All four of them are amazing wrestlers, I can’t wait to see what’ll happen!
Persephone: Either Drake betrays Hans as soon as possible, or they get a good stipulation and kill each other. Anything else and I’m not interested.
(Hans Grayson and Drake Armstrong remain laid out at ringside, staring up at Bronson Daniels and Jon Kelton, who are standing in the ring looking at the fans in attendance, acknowledging their cheers. With a final shot of the two members of Elysium, Voltage begins to fade away from ringside.)
(Promotional ad for Bloodsport, where Drake Armstrong and Hans Grayson take on Elysium.)
(Voltage returns to ringside, and ‘Pride and Arrogance’ by Takeru Kanazaki is already heard playing. The crowd boos relentlessly as Drake Armstrong is seen standing in the ring, still shaking off the attack from earlier. Drake attempts to brush it off though, keeping a composed look on his face.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A SINGLES MATCH SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Bella Braxton: ALREADY IN THE RING…FROM SCARSDALE, NEW YORK…WEIGHING IN AT 245 POUNDS…HE IS THE KING OF ELITE…”THE FUTURE”…DDRRRAAAKKKE ARRMSTTROONNNGGG!
Thadd Blazevich: Drake doesn’t look too happy after Elysium got to him, bro. But he needs to send a message tonight. Especially now that his Bloodsport match is official.
(As Drake waits inside of the ring, ‘COMO CAPO’ by Clave Especial ft. Fuerza Regida hits. The camera pans to the stage as Diego Montana makes his way onto the stage. His smug aura mocks the audience as he struts down to the ring, ignoring the boos coming from the crowd.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM ARLINGTON, TEXAS…WEIGHING IN AT 199 POUNDS…HE IS “THE HARDEST ESE EVER”…DIEEEGOOO MONTTAANNA!
Rich Russillo: This young elitist has a lot to prove tonight! He lost to Chiyo Gedo last week and now he has a massive opportunity ahead of him! Can he pull off the upset of a lifetime here tonight?
(He gets inside the ring and lays across the top turnbuckle, keeping a confident look on his face as the referee calls for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: That’s the bell and you better believe that Diego Montana is going to take this one seriously! He walks right over to Drake Armstrong and he…FLIPS HIM OFF?? My god, I can’t believe he just did that! Montana has a lot of confidence here! AND ARMSTRONG MAKES HIM PAY FOR IT! HE GETS HIM WITH A BIG ELBOW SMASH! He keeps repeating it over and over again, driving his opponent right into the corner! He takes a few steps back…BEFORE DELIVERING A HIGH KNEE RIGHT INTO MONTANA’S JAW! I think that might put a stop to the smirk.
Persephone: He actually just wiped that stupid grin off his face. Good for him. Now Armstrong grabs Diego and sends him into the opposite corner with an irish whip! He calmly walks across the ring and meets Diego there with the corner lariat! Wow, he’s really putting the beating on this kid. Maybe we are going to wrap this one up early?
Thadd Blazevich: I don’t know bro! I think you might be underestimating Montana! Armstrong drags his opponent back towards the center of the ring! He hooks the arms, seemingly looking for the underhook suplex! BUT DIEGO TWISTS OUT OF IT! HE THEN GETS HIS OPPONENT WITH A JUMPING KNEE OF HIS OWN! Dude, I think Armstrong is stunned from that impact! Montana now pulls him in, getting his opponent in a headlock! And look at him once again! He is laughing! Drake is in a headlock and Diego is just laughing!
Rich Russillo: It doesn’t take long for Armstrong to escape! He pries the arms off around his head and sends his opponent into the ropes! DIEGO JUST SLIDES OUT OF THE RING! And look at this, he’s up on the announcer’s table now! He’s taunting the entire crowd! I think he needs to focus on the match folks! BECAUSE HERE COMES ARMSTRONG! HE CUTS OUT THE LEG OF MONTANA WHO FALLS FLAT ON HIS BACK! Armstrong then sends him back inside the ring and goes to reenter!
Persephone: And he was just ambushed here by Montana who gets him with a boot to the stomach! He then takes hold of his opponent and tries to get up for a vertical suplex! BUT ARMSTRONG GRABS ONTO THE ROPES AND KEEPS HIMSELF DOWN! He then delivers a swift punch to the gut of his opponent! AND THEN FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A BIG RIGHT HAND! HE THEN SCOOPS HIM UP…AND PLANTS HIM DOWN WITH THE FRONT POWERSLAM! Damn, Montana just got squashed. Cover…bye bye.
ONE!
TW-
Thadd Blazevich: That nasty combo wasn’t enough though! Montana gets that shoulder up before a two count! Armstong is going to make bro pay for that early kick out! He cashes in with a brutal shoulder claw! Oh man, I’ve felt that one before. Digs right into the nerves! Zero out of ten, would not recommend! Diego doesn’t seem to like it that much either, as he tries to tear the hand away! Instead, he manages to get back up onto his feet! The hold is still locked in!
Rich Russillo: Montana manages to free himself! He tries to bring a right hand towards his opponent…BUT ARMSTRONG CATCHES IT! HE THROWS ONE HIMSELF BUT MONTANA SLIPS BEHIND HIM! INVERTED HEADLOCK BACKBREAKER! That was beautiful! And he doesn’t let his opponent fall, instead following that up with a half-nelson backbreaker! A brutal combination from Montana and that might have turned the tide here! Here comes the cover!
ONE!
TW-
Persephone: What a shocker. Armstrong kicks out well before a two! Montana seems a little surprised here…I don’t know why. He brings Armstrong back to his feet…AND LOOKS FOR A SUPERKICK! Armstrong steps out right of the way! HE THEN GOES UNDERNEATH HIS OPPONENT, LIFTING HIM UP POSITION FOR THE ELECTRIC CHAIR! You can see the fear in the eyes of Montana as he realizes that he might be a little high up here.
Thadd Blazevich: But bro is able to counter! He turns himself around and sends his opponent rolling into the corner with a hurricanrana! He then rushes over to him, looking to get him with the corner springboard dropkick! BUT ARMSTRONG CATCHES THE LEGS! HE REACHES DOWN AND DRAGS HIS OPPONENT UP IN THE POWERBOMB POSITION! AND HE SPIKES HIM DOWN INTO THE MAT! Montana hits the surface like a rock skipping across a pond dude. Nasty work right there!
Rich Russillo: He does try and get back up to his feet…but Armstrong grabs onto him! HE SENDS HIM ACROSS THE RING WITH THE BIEL THROW! Oh, I think he’s toying with him now! Armstrong doesn’t let him get far! Grabbing onto him and bringing Montana back towards the center of the ring! HE THEN BOOTS HIM IN THE STOMACH AND LOOKS FOR THE DDT!
Persephone: But Montana is able to shove him away! Armstrong comes back at him with a running lariat but Montana sends him up! HE DRILLS HIM WITH THAT POP-UP HAYMAKER! He then turns his opponent around and drops him into the mat with a German suplex! Montana seems to have gotten a bit more serious here, keeping that pressure by locking in a crossface!
Thadd Blazevich: And now things are getting interesting! This a gnarly submission from Montana! He’s seriously putting everything he has into this right now! Armstrong though, is trying to maneuver his body here! AND HE DOES! He manages to get his foot on the bottom rope which means Montana has to release the hold! He looks a little annoyed as the referee tells him this but he nonetheless lets Armstrong go! He lets his opponent get back on his feet…BEFORE SENDING HIM OUT OF THE RING WITH A CLOTHESLINE!
Rich Russillo: Armstrong lands on his feet on the outside! But Montana is coming in hot here ladies and gentlemen! HE LAUNCHES HIMSELF OUT OF THE RING WITH SPRINGBOARD HILO! And that would’ve been quite the sight if Armstrong didn’t just casually walk off to the side! WHICH MEANS MONTANA HITS THE GROUND ON THE OUTSIDE! God he just crashed and burned here! A nasty spill onto the outside and his opponent is going to take advantage of that opening!
Persephone: Yikes, that didn’t really work out for him, did it? But it’s working out for Armstrong who tosses Montana back inside the ring! He then scrapes him off the mat…AND GETS HIM WITH A MASSIVE URANAGE! From there, he drops down for the cover! I think it’s actually over this time. For real.
ONE!
TWO!
Thadd Blazevich: My Han Brolo in there is being defiant! Montana kicks out at the two! Armstrong brings him back up to a vertical base! HE THEN STARTS COLLIDING WITH ANOTHER SERIES OF ELBOW SMASHES! Dude is trying to beat all the fight out of Montana here! When he thinks his opponent is softened up enough…HE TAKES HOLD OF THE LEG AND LIFTS HIS OPPONENT UP! WE’RE ABOUT TO HIM PULL HIM UP BY THE BOOTSTRAPS!
Rich Russillo: BUT DIEGO MONTANA RAKES THE EYES OF HIS OPPONENT! ARMSTRONG DROPS HIM DOWN AND CLUTCHES AT HIS FACE! MONTANA THEN ROCKS HIS OPPONENT WITH AN ENZIGURI! It catches Armstrong and sends him tumbling right into the middle rope! Montana now makes his way out onto the apron! HE THEN DELIVERS A SCISSORS KICK TO ARMSTRONG! It comes down on the back of his head, bringing his throat right into the ropes! A dirty, yet effective series of moves there from Montana!
Persephone: Oh god, he’s smiling again! And he carries that as he makes his way up onto the top rope! Look at this guy. He’s showing off for the entire EAW Universe right now. HE THEN TAKES AIM AT ARMSTRONG WHO DOESN’T SEEM TO BE STIRRING! AND HERE COMES THE LATIN LOVER SPLASH!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT ARMSTRONG BRINGS UP HIS KNEES! Montana lands right on them and bounces across the ring! Armstrong slowly rises back to his feet and stares daggers at the young elitist! HE PICKS HIM UP AND DELIVERS A KICK RIGHT TO THE KNEE! AND THEN HE PLANTS HIM INTO THE MAT WITH A LIFTING DDT! There is a look of annoyance on his face right now, he has no intention of going for the cover! INSTEAD BRO GOES FOR A KNEE BAR!
Rich Russillo: This is nasty! But he knows enough about Montana at this point to understand that he needs to cut off some of that offense! Taking out a leg is a great way to do so! And he’s doing that here, look at that pressure he’s applying! You can definitely see the pain on Montana’s face! He tries to get to the ropes but he’s too far! He’s going to need to think of something else if he wants out here!
Persephone: What is he doing right now? Is he? Montana is actually leaning forward, reaching out towards the face of his opponent! HE DELIVERS A RIGHT HAND! AND ANOTHER! HE KEEPS GOING UNTIL ARMSTRONG RELEASES THE HOLD! That was certainly one strategy there. And now Montana tries to limp back up to his feet! BUT ARMSTRONG COMES FROM BEHIND!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO DROPS DOWN AND TRIPS HIS OPPONENT! ARMSTRONG GOES STUMBLING FORWARD AND HIS FACE SMASHES RIGHT INTO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE! I think that might have just knocked him out right there! Montana though knows that he has him right where he needs him! He shakes off the injuries sustained to his leg! AND HE THAT CORNER TIGER FEINT KICK! HE CALLS THAT THE DIRTY MAVERICK! He then scrambles back inside the ring, hooking that leg for a desperate cover! Does he have it?
ONE!
TWO!
Rich Russillo: BUT NO! IN HIS HASTE HE DID NOT SEE! Drake Armstrong manages to get his foot on the rope! The ref caught it at the last moment! Montana looks pissed off! He thought that he had it here! He gets back to his feet and then drags Armstong onto a knee! HE GETS HIM WITH A SUPERKICK! AND ANOTHER! Those were two brutal kicks there as Montana is going to do whatever it takes to make a statement tonight! HE GOES FOR THE THIRD!
Persephone: BUT ARMSTRONG CATCHES THE LEG! HE THEN TURNS IT INTO AN ANKLE LOCK! OOOOOF! Gotta be rough being Montana right now! A second leg submission has been locked in and you have to think he might consider tapping out! Wait…never mind. It looks like he’s crawling towards the ropes! NEVER MIND AGAIN! ARMSTRONG TEARS HIM WAY AND KEEPS HIM IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DIEGO USES THAT MOMENTUM TO ROLL FORWARD! He manages to send his opponent back into the corner! He gets up and rushes towards his opponent! HE MEETS HIM IN THE CORNER WITH A DROPKICK! He then lets him stumble away as he begins to run towards the ropes! HE LEAPS UP LOOKING FOR A SPRINGBOARD MANEUVER!
Rich Russillo: BUT THEN DIEGO’S LEG GIVES OUT FROM UNDERNEATH HIM! HE FALLS DOWN RIGHT ONTO THE ROPES INSTEAD! He stumbles back towards Armstrong who was lying in wait! HE TAKES HOLD OF HIS OPPONENT…AND APPLIES THAT BOURGEOIS BITE! Look at this! He’s got an abdominal stretch and the claw connected at the same time! Montana is in agony here!
Persephone: Yeah, he’s had a lot taken out of him this match. I don’t imagine that’s much left for him to do except tap out! And look at that, his arm is going up. He’s beginning to fade! The referee is checking in on him and it looks like…it’s over.
Thadd Blazevich: BUT MONTANA STEPS DOWN ON THE TOES OF HIS OPPONENT! HE THEN PULLS HIMSELF AWAY! I can’t believe he was able to survive that! Armstrong approaches once more…AND HE’S MET WITH A MASSIVE SUPERKICK FROM MONTANA! DIEGO THEN LEAPS BACK UP ONTO THE ROPES FOR THAT ROPE ASSISTED BACKFLIP DDT! THE VATA LOCO! THE BACK OF ARMSTRONG’S HEAD CONNECTS WITH THE MAT AND MY BRO COVERS!
ONE!
TWO!
T-
Rich Russillo: NO! ARMSTRONG GETS THAT SHOULDER UP AND MONTANA ROLLS OFF OF HIS OPPONENT! He’s clutching his abdomen, he’s limping! This man has been picked apart by his opponent tonight but he thought he made it worth it there! He finally staggers back to Armstrong! HE THEN REACHES DOWN AND GETS HIM UP IN THE AIR! ARE WE ABOUT TO SEE THE LATINO INFERNO???
Persephone: Nope! Montana struggles to lift his opponent after everything that he’s taken tonight! He drops him as his leg gives out from underneath him! It looks like he might not be able to do anything more. But he still tries to get Armstrong back to his feet! HE PAYS FOR THAT! ARMSTRONG SHOVES HIM BACK…AND THEN NEARLY TAKES HIS HEAD OFF WITH A BIG BOOT! Oh, Armstrong definitely wants to tear this man apart now.
Thadd Blazevich: Without a doubt bro. He rolls his opponent into position and starts delivering a gnarly series of grounded knee strikes! I mean, he is just being completely ruthless right here! Montana tries to defend himself, but Armstrong just keeps going and going until he breaks right through that defense! HE THEN GRABS THE LEGS OF HIS OPPONENT…AND HE’S GETTING UP FOR THAT ALABAMA SLAM!
Persephone: NO WAY! MONTANA ACTUALLY JUST SLIPS THROUGH AND TRIES TO ROLL UP HIS OPPONENT! It would be really funny if he stole it here!
Rich Russillo: But it doesn’t seem like he has the power to bring his opponent down right now! Instead, Armstrong just stomps right down on his head! He then grabs Montana and brings him up to his feet! HE’S BARELY ABLE TO STAND RIGHT NOW! ARMSTRONG RUNS THE ROPES…HE BUILDS UP SOME SPEED! AND THEN HE TEARS THROUGH HIS OPPONENT WITH THAT HALBERD FROM HELL! THE RUNNING DROPKICK STRAIGHT TO THE RIBS!
Thadd Blazevich: It is so over for Montana now! Dude is clutching his ribs, clearly barely able to breath right now! Armstrong should just go for the cover! But there is a look of lethal intent in his eyes right now! I don’t think he’s satisfied yet! He approaches Montana and grabs him by the hair, holding his face right up to his own.
Drake Armstrong: (off-mic) You should thank me.
Rich Russillo: AND HE SLAMS HIS OPPONENT WITH A MASSIVE ELBOW! He then drags him right back to that face to face.
Drake Armstrong: (off-mic) Let this be a lesson from King to a nobody.
Rich Russillo: HE NOW GRABS THE INJURED LEG OF MONTANA! HE GETS HIM IN THE SINGLE LEG BOSTON CRAB! He calls this the Will Killer and I think we know why! Montana is in absolute agony right now! It doesn’t seem like there’s any option left for him! HE RAISES HIS HAND OUT TO THE ROPES BUT THERE’S NO WAY! HE…HE…TAPS!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Pride and Arrogance’ by Takeru Kanazaki begins to play, causing boos to come from the fans in attendance as Armstrong releases the hold. He then kicks Montana to the outside, before demanding to have his hand raised by the referee.)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…”THE FUTURE”….DRRRAAAKKKKEEE ARRMMMSTTRONG!
Persephone: Wow, he just went full psycho mode. Diego almost actually took home the win at one point there. But Drake Armstrong beat the absolute crap out of him at the end. He must not be too happy about earlier.
Rich Russillo: That was an extremely impressive effort by this young Elitist! Diego Montana went into this match with a lot to prove! And like you said Persephone, there was a moment where it seemed like he could have won it! But in the end, Armstrong proved exactly why that crowd rests upon his head!
Thadd Blazevich: That’s true dude. Montana did what he could tonight. He fought hard but in the end, Armstrong was too much for him! I think there is a bright future ahead of him for sure. But right now, “The Future” is Drake Armstrong.
(Drake Armstrong continues to celebrate in the ring. He makes the referee hold his hand high as looks down at Montana on the outside. Montana is leaned up against the barricade, looking disappointed as the camera fades elsewhere.)
(Moments later, the broadcast would return, as we have a crane camera panning through the SAP Center, the San Jose crowd on their feet. Eventually, they would begin to die down, as they turn their attention to the titantron…)
(On the screen, we see Candice Blair, stood across from Saori Aizen. Between the two is Sofia Clarke, beside the wheel of stipulations for Bloodsport.)
Sofia Clarke: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are just a few weeks away from our first event of this season for Voltage – Bloodsport! As you all know, this event is always host to the most brutal stipulations you could think of. And, well, these two will be no different!
Sofia Clarke: Here we have none other than Candice Blair Ava, and Saori Aizen looking to decide their stipulation for their match at Bloodsport!
Candice Blair: Happy to be here. 😇
Saori Aizen: Sure.
Sofia Clarke: So… would you do the honours?
Candice Blair: Gladly.
(Candice would step forward, her eyes focusing on the stipulations momentarily. Taking a deep breath, she would grab onto the wheel…)
(Just as Candice is about to spin the wheel, she is interrupted with a cough from Saori Aizen…)
Saori Aizen: To be quite honest, side character, the stipulation that we find ourselves in will not matter to me in the slightest. Perhaps you WILL care, you will accept anything that will make you feel important, and the extreme hypothetical in which you win, would only make you feel better knowing you can announce it alongside a stipulation in your desperate search to matter here in Elite Answers Wrestling – however, this is not something that matters to me. There is not a single stipulation on that entire wheel that could threaten me, nor excite me, all that is important to me is beating you at Bloodsport, and proving if you weren’t such a foolish klutz letting Selina walk all over you, alongside Holly Arrow being such a perennial failure, No Way Out would have gone to me, and not your sister. Please, spin the wheel, and let’s get this over with.
(Candice pauses.)
Candice Blair: You know, Saori, you really do just walk about everyday life with a chip on your shoulder and hate in your heart. This isn’t about feeling important, Saori, I already said this when we first crossed paths, this is all about me proving myself and finding bigger and better challenges. Need we forget I was the only one here who actually GOT a Pain For Pride win? That’s all this was to me, it wasn’t really personal, why would it be? At the end of the day, this is the start to my season, and typically, those tend to be the smoothest sailing moments of the entire year. But here you came, looking to insult people based on, honestly, pretty much nothing. I’m surprised YOU’RE the one that doesn’t care about this stipulation, considering how edgy you are 😌.
Candice Blair: So I guess I’ll take that role this time. Because honestly, Saori? I really hope this is the most brutal match possible. Of course because I’d love to prove that I can get the job done no matter the stipulation, but on top of that, I really just wanna see you get humbled, and I want to make sure that no matter what the stipulation is, I don’t intend on seeing you walk out of it unscathed. I wanna shut you up and make sure you have scars to remember, and maybe then, you’ll actually learn some humility.
(Saori Aizen scoffs.)
Saori Aizen: Your ideologies are abysmal. Would it truly matter if I walked out with scars? They heal, they grow numb; you will never forget the mental scars I shall leave on you once you are forced to admit that I am that much better than you, which is why I do not care for the stipulation in the slightest. I am going to knock you off your high horse.
Candice Blair: Mhm. You keep telling yourself that, sweetie. 😇 Now, can I actually do the honours?
(Saori Aizen rolls her eyes.)
(In response, Candice Blair would flash a cold, unwelcoming smile, evidently passive aggressive – before she turns her attention back to the wheel. She would jerk her hand down and the wheel would rapidly turn, each stipulation unreadable because of the motion blur, though it eventually begins to slow down. It inches closer to its stipulation as the audience watches in their seats intrigued, before it eventually lands…)
(On the 10,000 Razorblades Match.)
Sofia Clarke: Oooo, what a twist. I’m sure you both understand what this means, but allow me to explain for those who don’t.
Sofia Clarke: The 10,000 Razorblades Match is quite simple. This match will be much like 10,000 Shards, the only difference being, instead of shards of glass coating the entire ring mat – as the name suggests – it will be razor blades! It appears the two of you are in for one brutal contest…
(The crowd would roar in both shock and disgust at the idea of an entire ring being coated with razor blades – the term “razor sharp” coming to mind, given the name – as the two competitors stare one another down. The two have differing facial reactions. Candice looks at Saori with a hint of intrigue, and also shock, whereas Saori shakes her head, seemingly disappointed at the supposed excitement that she sees in Candice’s eyes.)
Saori Aizen: Don’t find yourself loving this too much, Candice. You know this isn’t going to end well for you. I was just planning on beating you in a regular contest, but now? I get to really show you how much better I am. Not just that, I’m going to prove that you just can’t hang with the best, the most dangerous. With such a unique stipulation in mind, and now that you’re rambling about proving yourself, I’m going to make sure that you don’t walk out of this one the same woman you walked into that match as. If you thought what Selina did to you before No Way Out was bad then you simply are not prepared for what I am going to do to you.
Candice Blair: Believe me, I’m more than happy with this one, Saori. 😌 You can try your best to get in my head, it won’t mean much, I’ve seen a thousand women just like you and I’m sure I’ll see a thousand more of them after you, it’s never going to make me feel scared and it’s never going to make me doubt myself. You may have made this personal but this is still my open challenge, I still asked for this match, and I’m not going to let it go to waste. Try as you might, you’re only going to walk out of that match wishing you never accepted it to begin with. I’m going to humble you and I’m going to beat you worse than you’ve ever been beaten before. And since the ring will be COVERED in razorblades? I’m sure that part will be easy. 😇
(Saori Aizen shakes her head. Sofia Clarke speaks up once more.)
Sofia Clarke: So, ladies, does that mean you’re happy with the stipulation?
Candice Blair: Couldn’t be happier.
Saori Aizen: Please. You would be far happier if you never accepted this to begin with.
Candice Blair: You keep telling yourself that, hun. 😌
Saori Aizen: Watch your mouth, Side Character.
Candice Blair: Do you THINK I’m scared of you?
(Saori Aizen would push Candice Blair back)
Saori Aizen: I said watch it.
(Candice laughs it off… before…)
(Candice quickly throws a right hook at Saori! It catches Saori off guard, however it doesn’t send her back, she holds her jaw, and after shaking it off, she immediately looks to retaliate!)
(Sofia Clarke scurries away, as Candice Blair and Saori Aizen crash into the wheel, before crashing into the wall, crashing and banging; making an extreme amount of noise.)
(The two would throw punches over and over and over, looking to damage one another badly.)
Saori Aizen: YOU… WILL REGRET THIS…
(Saori would scream. Before long, however, the two would be broken up…)
(Stepping into frame would be Daniella Atlas and Selina Reyes, the two being in the distance to hear the commotion. They would notice one another, but instead of joining in, the two shake their heads, and reluctantly decide to break it up.)
Daniella Atlas: This isn’t worth it.
Saori Aizen: Black Flame? Unhand me.
(Saori scoffs.)
Selina Reyes: If this wasn’t a problem of my own, I’d have let you get stomped into the floor for all I care. But I don’t plan on losing tonight.
Candice Blair: Let go of me, Selina. 🙄
(Selina and Daniella would drag the two away from the brawl, and perhaps they made the right decision. Even if reluctantly, the two getting involved would quickly turn Candice and Saori’s attention away to their former partners, turned bitter rivals, people they want nothing to do with.)
Daniella Atlas: Let’s just go.
(Daniella would drag Saori away, as Candice pulls herself off of Selina.)
Candice Blair: The nerve of her.
(Candice shook her head. Selina would sigh, before she walked the opposite direction. Candice is left crossing her arms and pouting, before we fade away from the scene.)
(Sunday Night Voltage continues forward as we see Ashlynn Quinn walking through the halls of the backstage area. The New Breed Champion has her title over her shoulder with casual attire on for the occasion, a pink corset with a skirt. The crowd booed her as she made her appearance, but it seems like her attention is somewhere else. She appeared to be walking along and looked to be having a phone conversation with someone who wasn’t revealed to the audience. She says to the person on the other line…)
Ashlynn Quinn: I know, right… Like, Chiyo Gedo seriously thinks he’s got a shot to beat me for MY New Breed Champion. Like, who does he think he is! I told the entire world last week that this title wasn’t going anywhere, that this championship that I have was going to stay by my side because this is just the first of many titles I’m going to win, and I’m going to make sure I count it right with my first reign.
(Ashlynn stops for a second as she lets the other person on the line respond to her. While we don’t hear what that other person says, Ashlynn has an offended and shocked look on her as she responds to the person on the other line by saying…)
Ashlynn Quinn: AS IF!! Why would I give that loser the benefit of the doubt? He tells me straight to my face that the moment he walked in, there was a timer placed on my reign as champion?? Like… HAHAHAH!! Like, come on, Chiyo Gedo is someone that isn’t going to take this title from me, and when I face him on the go-home Voltage before Bloodsport, I’m going to do exactly that and remain the New Breed Champion.
(Ashlynn, as she hears what the other person is saying to her, now has a face of frustration as she responds to the other person by saying…)
Ashlynn Quinn: No, no, no, no, NO! Do I have to spell it out to you? HE IS NOT TAKING MY TITLE! I told him that last week, and I’m telling you here right now. You know that I’m right, and again, it’s adorable from him to even think that, but his “shot” is going to miss like it has all of last season for him. Compared to him, I have at least hit my shot when it counted, and that’s what happened at Pain for Pri–
(Ashlynn stops talking as she notices someone in her vicinity, as it appears to have caught her attention. She proceeds to speak to the person on the other line by saying…)
Ashlynn Quinn: I’m going to have to call you back.
(Ashlynn puts her phone back in her pocket as the camera pans over to reveal Kai Rabeaux standing by in his casual attire as he is checking through his phone. Ashlynn bites her lips a little before approaching Kai and tapping on his shoulder…)
Ashlynn Quinn: Ohhh, hello, Mister Rabeaux… I think you know who I am…
(Ashlynn has an intriguing look on her face, having her eyes directed towards Kai, who responds to her by saying…)
Kai Rabeaux: Yes… I know exactly who you are, after all, we did share a brief exchange two weeks ago before my match in the main event later that night. Are you impressed by what I was able to do not only in that Texas Tornado Death Match but also against Selina Reyes??
(Ashlynn’s cheeks begin to blush as she responds right back to Kai Rabeaux with a sly look on her face…)
Ashlynn Quinn: YES! I was impressed with what you did at Pain for Pride and in the main event, not just with those matches and that loser, Selina. I mean, you secured a victory at the show… JUST LIKE ME! I can see exactly you’re a winner around here, not just a loser…. And I… LOVE winners a lot.
(Kai has an interesting reaction to that line made by Ashlynn, as his eyebrows are raised. He responds to the New Breed Champion by saying…)
Kai Rabeaux: Of course, I, too, love winners as well. I mean, you were a winner, like you said, and that impresses me as well. I guess you can say winners can recognize other winners like magnets attracting one another. It’s just simple, it just makes sense, you know. That’s why Voltage knew to draft both of us on this show, they know we are valuable, with you being a champion and me with the 24/7 contract.
Ashlynn Quinn: Absolutely! Like, I have been on Voltage for like FOREVER! Captain Charisma and Eden Sinclair would have been dumb as rocks if they didn’t draft me back, and judging by who they also drafted on this show… I’d say they did a good job with drafting, all things considered.
(Ashlynn glances up and down over at Kai, who gives a quick smirk as he responds to Ashlynn Quinn by saying…)
Kai Rabeaux: You’re right, Ashlynn. I mean, who wouldn’t want to draft someone who has so much to offer in this promotion? They would have been silly not to draft me, and I can appreciate you saying that they did a great job drafting me to this brand, which has been going alright for the most part.
(Ashlynn has a confused look on her face about what Kai meant by saying for the most part as she asks him…)
Ashlynn Quinn: What do you mean by the most part? You got that win over that annoying uggo Selina, like I would be celebrating!
Kai Rabeaux: It’s not that I have to deal with Cosmo Goldworthy, who, after I told him the truth and nothing but the truth… he decided to get quite offensive over that and wanted me to put my 24/7 contract on the line against him.
(Ashlynn has a very intrigued and interested look on her face as she listens to what Kai is saying about Cosmo Goldworthy…)
Ashlynn Quinn: Oh? Cosmo took that to heart, huh?
Kai Rabeaux: Yep, that’s exactly what happened, and after I told him how silly it was for him to even challenge me to put this on the line and how that would be embarrassing, he proceeded to call me a bitch, and at that point I couldn’t just back down I had to give him what he wanted, and I can assure you, Ashlynn, Cosmo is not taking this away from me.
(Ashlynn’s expression turns into surprise as she replies to Kai’s issues with Cosmo by saying…)
Ashlynn Quinn OH! MY! GOSH! I’m dealing with that same thing with Chiyo Gedo, and he wants to take my championship away from me. Like AS IF! He has no shot at taking this from me. Like, he tried to ruin my celebration of being New Breed Champion by trying to threaten me and saying there’s an expiration date on my title reign already, like UGHHHH! Why do I always have to deal with such uggos, you know?
(Kai looks interested in what Ashlynn just said to him as he responds to her by saying…)
Kai Rabeaux: I did see that, yeah. Chiyo Gedo seems very sure of that fact, and it’s quite interesting that we’re both dealing with people wanting something that’s ours and trying to ruin our parade of being winners. After all, every loser is always bound to try and mess things up for us winners.
(Ashlynn’s facial expression describes the feeling of relatability towards Kai as she nods her head at what he just said and responds to him by saying…)
Ashlynn Quinn: Yep! Tell me about it, Mister Rabeaux, like seriously, who in their right mind is even thinking of taking this championship, especially someone as talented as me!!!
(All of a sudden, we see Kai glancing over Ashlynn’s title as things get a little bit awkward. Ashlynn notices, and the urge of lust and attraction disappears with more of an uneasy feeling of tension reigning down on the New Breed Champion. Kai looks back at Ashlynn and notices the tension as he lets out a smile towards her and tells her…)
Kai Rabeaux: Oh, don’t worry, Ashlynn… I have my eyes set on something else.
(Kai gives a wink towards Ashlynn Quinn before he walks off the scene, as it focuses on Ashlynn Quinn. Ashlynn’s expression of uneasiness relaxes as she glances over at Kai leaving, and she begins to blush and sweat over the 24/7 contract holder. She bites her lip once more before glancing back at her title as she recomposes herself from the swooning, before she ends up picking up her phone and begins to call someone.)
Ashlynn Quinn: Alright, what were we talking about again?
(Ashlynn then walks off the screen as the scene fades out, as Sunday Night Voltage continues forward as we transition back into the ring for our next match of the evening.)
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton in the ring.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(‘RUNITUP’ by Tyler, The Creator ft. Teezo Touchdown garners a negative reaction from fans as Cosmo makes his way down to the ring, oozing confidence ahead of his match, trash talking en route to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! Hailing from The Golden State, weighing in at 220 pounds…HE IS COSMO “MONEY MO” GOLDWORTHY!!
Persephone: Quite frankly, one of the worst names in EAW history.
Thadd Blazevich: I think it’s pretty fire.
Persephone: Who cares what you think? How is “Cosmo Goldworthy” fire? He sounds like a fictional character some kid made up.
Rich Russillo: Cosmo’s name isn’t what we should concern ourselves with, but rather his ability inside that ring, showing huge promise this early into his career.
Thadd Blazevich: Cosmo has big plans for the season, which involves beating Kai Rabeaux for his 24/7 Contract, bro!
(“Red Criminal” by Oral Cigarettes plays next as Chiyo marches down to the ring, focused ahead of his match with Cosmo, who hasn’t taken his eyes off inside the ring. Cosmo is still running his mouth off-mic as Chiyo continues making his way to the ring unphased.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent! Hailing from Osaka, Japan, weighing in at 220 pounds… HE IS THE FACELESS TERMINATOR… CHIYO GEDO!
Rich Russillo: That’ll be easier said than done for Cosmo
Thadd Blazevich: Like, Kai is a tough opponent, dude.
Rich Russillo: But so is Chiyo Gedo, who is no doubt going to give Cosmo a run for his money tonight.
(The referee signals for the bell as both competitors stand in opposing corners.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: The bell has rung, and this match is officially underway. It is Cosmo Goldworthy versus Chiyo Gedo! Chiyo picked up momentum in his match against Diego Montana the other week, and aims to keep it going tonight against Cosmo. It’s two polar opposite demeanors here to start things. Chiyo is focused, but Cosmo has an air of smugness to him. He’s never short on confidence, but neither was Diego, and look what happened there.
Thadd Blazevich: Like, don’t underestimate this Chiyo dude, brah. The kid is a beast, and has tons of potential to break out in the near future.
Persephone: Coming from you, that doesn’t mean much.
Rich Russillo: Both men have exited their respective corners, and circle around before initiating a collar and elbow tie-up in the center of the ring! Cosmo gets the upper hand with a standing side headlock, and wrenches on the hold! But Chiyo goes to quickly escape by bouncing him off the ropes!
Thadd Blazevich: However, Cosmo drops to a knee! Bringing Gedo’s momentum to a screeching halt! Major bummer, dude.
Rich Russillo: Cosmo brought Chiyo down to a knee as well, and continues tightening his hold over him. But Gedo grits through the pain he’s in, and powers back to his feet! DELIVERING FOREARMS TO THE RIB CAGE OF COSMO TO LOOSEN HIS GRIP BEFORE BOUNCING HIM OFF THE ROPES TO ESCAPE! THIS TIME, SUCCESSFULLY!
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO REBOUNDS BACK, AND- OH! DOWN GOES GEDO WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE, BRO!
Rich Russillo: GOLDWORTHY RUNS OFF THE ROPES, PICKING UP STEAM- BUT CHIYO ROLLS ONTO HIS BELLY! FORCING COSMO TO HURDLE OVER, AND HE BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES AGAIN AS CHIYO POPS TO HIS FEET! GOING FOR A HIP TOSS!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT COSMO BLOCKS IT!
Rich Russillo: YES, COSMO STANDS HIS GROUND, AND GOES TO SHIFT THE MOMENTUM WITH A HIP TOSS OF HIS OWN! BUT CHIYO BLOCKS IT AS WELL, AND DRIVES HIS KNEE INTO THE ABDOMEN OF COSMO! GOLDWORTHY DOUBLES OVER SLIGHTLY, AND GETS PULLED IN BY CHIYO FOR A SUPLEX!
Thadd Blazevich: CHIYO HOISTS HIM UP- BUT COSMO FLOATS OVER, AND LANDS ON HIS FEET BEHIND GEDO!
Rich Russillo: CHIYO SPINS AROUND, AND GETS GRABBED IN A STANDING SIDE HEADLOCK! BUT CHIYO INSTANTLY BACKS COSMO UP AGAINST THE ROPES BEFORE REBOUNDING HIM OFF TO ESCAPE!
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO COMES BACK WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE!
Persephone: Ugh. You’d think he’d have learnt his lesson after the first time.
Rich Russillo: COSMO RUNS OFF THE ROPES AGAIN, AND CHIYO ROLLS ONTO HIS BELLY! FORCING COSMO TO HURDLE OVER LIKE BEFORE! CHIYO POPS TO HIS FEET, AND TRIES TO LEAPFROG OVER COSMO’S HEAD! BUT COSMO STOPS HIS MOMENTUM SHORT BEHIND CHIYO, AND SHOVES HIM TOWARD THE ROPES AS HE DROPS BACK DOWN!
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO WAS EXPECTING CHIYO TO COME RUNNING BACK! BUT GEDO HANGS ONTO THE ROPES INSTEAD! LIKE, SMART BY CHIYO!
Rich Russillo: COSMO RUSHES GEDO, AND GETS SENT UP AND OVER HIS SHOULDER! CATCHING HIMSELF ON THE APRON! BUT CHIYO CHARGES ACROSS THE RING, AND BOUNCES OFF THE OPPOSITE SET OF ROPES! GOING FOR A BIG BOOT ON COSMO TO KNOCK HIM OFF THE APRON!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT COSMO LOW BRIDGES THE TOP ROPE, CAUSING CHIYO TO GO TUMBLING UP AND OVER TO THE OUTSIDE! LANDING ON ALL FOURS!
Rich Russillo: COSMO ROLLS BACK INSIDE THE RING UNDERNEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE, AND RUNS OFF THE ROPES AS CHIYO STIRS RINGSIDE! COSMO IS BUILDING MOMENTUM AS HE GOES TO SOAR THROUGH THE ROPES WITH A SUICIDE DIVE— BUT CHIYO SIDE STEPS, AND USES COSMO’S OWN MOMENTUM AGAINST HIM! SENDING HIM BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE!
Persephone: Idiot.
Thadd Blazevich: THAT’S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU GO TO THE WELL, BRO! ITS EXTREMELY RISK, AND CHIYO TOTALLY JUST SHOWED WHY!
Rich Russillo: COSMO REMAINS ON HIS FEET, DESPITE THAT COLLISION, ALBEIT BARELY! AND CHIYO ROLLS HIM BACK INSIDE THE RING BEFORE CLIMBING TO THE TOP ROPE HIMSELF!
Persephone: Yeah, because a dive worked out so well for his opponent.
Rich Russillo: CHIYO PERCHES HIMSELF ON THE TOP ROPE, AND FLIES OFF WITH A CLOTHESLINE AS COSMO SPINS AROUND TO FACE HIM! GEDO HURRIES INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Thadd Blazevich: TWO COUNT!
Rich Russillo: BUT CHIYO GEDO REMAINS DETERMINED AS HE DRAGS COSMO BACK TO HIS FEET— HOWEVER, COSMO COUNTERS WITH A JAWBREAKER! NO DOUBT, WELL, JACKING THE JAW OF HIS OPPONENT AS CHIYO STAGGERS BACK AGAINST THE ROPES!
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO SEES AN OPENING, AND MARCHES TOWARD HIM! LIGHTING CHIYO UP LIKE THE 4TH OF JULY WITH A COUPLE OF KNIFE EDGE CHOPS TO THE CHEST WHILE HE IS LEANED UP AGAINST THOSE ROPES!
Rich Russillo: WITH HIS OPPONENT SOFTENED UP, COSMO BOUNCES CHIYO OFF THE ROPES! BUT CHIYO SHIFTS THE MOMENTUM, TURNING IT AROUND LAST MINUTE, AND WHIPS COSMO TOWARD THE ROPES INSTEAD!
Thadd Blazevich: GEDO IMMEDIATELY KNOCKS COSMO DOWN WITH A RUNNING BACK ELBOW! AND DROPS INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: SHOULDER UP! COSMO STAYS IN IT!
Persephone: Hooray. That means more.
Rich Russillo: Try not to sound so excited. :mjgrin:
Thadd Blazevich: I don’t know, bro, she seemed pretty unenthusiastic to me.
Persephone: That was the whole point, you-
(Persephone stops herself, and takes a deep breathe.)
Persephone: …nevermind.
Rich Russillo: I’m glad cooler heads prevailed… but back inside the ring, Cosmo sits up after the kickout! Though, Chiyo remains on him! Strapping in a rear chinlock to wear Goldworthy down even further.
Thadd Blazevich: It isn’t the most interesting hold in the world, but it’s super effective, bro.
Rich Russillo: Chiyo is getting worn down further the longer he’s in this hold, and powers back to his feet! DRIVING HIS ELBOW INTO CHIYO’S GUT REPEATEDLY! FIRST, LOOSENING THE GRIP! THEN BREAKING IT AS CHIYO STAGGERS BACK INTO THE CORNER!
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO MARCHES TOWARD HIM, AND STRAIGHT UP SOCKS CHIYO IN THE JAW!
Rich Russillo: CHIYO FELT THAT ONE AS COSMO TRASH TALKS A BIT BEFORE IRISH WHIPPING HIM TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER! COSMO RUSHES IN- OOH! HE WENT FOR A RUNNING BACK ELBOW IN THE CORNER! BUT CHIYO GOT BOTH KNEES UP!
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO DOUBLES OVER AFTER STAGGERING FORWARD SLIGHTLY, AND CHIYO HOPS TO THE MIDDLE ROPE! PLANNING SOMETHING BIG FROM THAT SECOND ROPE, DU-
Rich Russillo: HE WAS PLANNING SOMETHING BIG! BUT COSMO RECOVERED IN TIME TO GRAB CHIYO’S ANKLE, AND YANKS HIM OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE BEFORE HE COULD DIVE!
Persephone: The back of Chiyo’s head hit hard, and I bet he’ll think twice about another idiotic mistake like that.
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO STAGGERS TO THE CORNER, AND LINES CHIYO UP AS HE BEGINS TO STIR!
Rich Russillo: CHIYO STILL FAVORS THE BACK OF HIS HEAD AS HE RISES BACK TO HIS FEET! BUT COSMO SHOOTS OUT THE CORNER, AND AIMED HIGH FOR A “READY TO DIE!” HE TRIED FOR THAT SPINNING ROUNDHOUSE KICK! BUT CHIYO DUCKS UNDERNEATH!
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO BARELY FINDS HIS FOOTING AFTER CHIYO DUCKED, AND SPINS AROUND TO SWING WILDLY AT GEDO! BUT GEDO CATCHES THE ARM, AND PLANTS HIM IN WITH A SPINNING URANAGE! CHIYO HOOKS THE LEG FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Thadd Blazevich: KICKOUT!
Rich Russillo: COSMO GOLDWORTHY MANAGES TO POP HIS SHOULDER UP, AND CHIYO ROLLS TO BOTH KNEES! GEDO IS LIKELY CONJURING UP HIS NEXT PLAN OF ATTACK AGAINST COSMO, WHO IS RISING TO ALL FOURS!
Thadd Blazevich: CHIYO SNAPS BACK TO REALITY, AND GRABS HOLD OF COSMO! STANDING HIM BACK UP FOR AN IRISH WHIP INTO THE CORNER!
Rich Russillo: CHIYO NAILS HIM WITH A RUNNING CLOTHESLINE! AND SPINS AROUND TO TRANSITION INTO A RUNNING BULLDOG- BUT COSMO SHOVES HIM OFF LAST MINUTE, AND REELS GEDO BACK IN BY THE REAR OF HIS TRUNKS! COSMO HOOKS BOTH ARMS, AND SPINS GEDO AROUND FOR THE ”MONEY TALKS!”
Thadd Blazevich: BROS! CHIYO GOT PLANTED DIRECTLY ONTO HIS FACE BY COSMO, AND HASNT MOVED SINCE!
Persephone: Fingers crossed it stays that way.
Rich Russillo: THADD IS RIGHT! CHIYO WENT DEAD ON IMPACT, AND COSMO SHOOTS THE HALF FOR A COVER! HAVING TO ROLL 220 POUNDS OF DEAD WEIGHT OVER! BUT HE MANAGES TO DO IT!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE-
Persephone: FUCK!
Rich Russillo: COSMO CANT PUT CHIYO AWAY WITH HIS SIGNATURE THERE, BUT HE ALMOST HAD HIM! CHIYO WAS RESILIENT ENOUGH TO KICK OUT!
Thadd Blazevich: YEAH, BUT TAKE IT FROM SOMEONE THAT’S BEEN IN THE RING, BRO! THAT DOESNT HELP YOUR SITUATION IN THE SLIGHTEST! IF ANYTHING, A KICKOUT HAS WORN HIM DOWN EVEN FURTHER!
Rich Russillo: COSMO CHECKS WITH THE REFEREE IF THAT COUNT WAS TRULY TWO OR NOT, FEELING IT WAS A THREE! BUT GETS REASSURED THAT IT WASNT! FROM THERE, COSMO FLIPS THE SWITCH! GETTING MORE AGGRESSIVE AS HE MOUNTS CHIYO WITH RIGHT HANDS, TRASH TALKING HIM AS HE UNLOADS WITH RIGHTS!
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO’S ANGER MIGHT EITHER HELP HIM OR HURT HIM!
Persephone: Gee, real insightful. I sure needed you to tell me that.
Thadd Blazevich: You’re welcome, bro!
Rich Russillo: Thadd, I think she was being- you know what? I’m not going to get into it as COSMO IS GOING TO WORK ON CHIYO! THATS WHAT WE SHOULD BE FOCUSING ON AS THOSE RIGHT HANDS HAVE EACH CONNECTED!
Thadd Blazevich: SERIOUSLY! COSMO SHOULD CHILL OUT, BRO!
Rich Russillo: WELL, HE ISN’T SHOWING SIGNS OF STOPPING AS HE DRAGS GEDO BACK TO HIS FEET! HANDFUL OF HAIR! BUT CHIYO SLIPS BEHIND HIM, AND HAS BOTH ARMS WRAPPED AROUND THE WAIST OF COSMO FOR A REAR WAISTLOCK!
Thadd Blazevich: CHIYO TRIED TO HOIST HIM UP FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX- BUT COSMO BLOCKS IT WITH A BACK ELBOW!
Rich Russillo: CHIYO DOUBLES OVER, RELEASING COSMO IN THE PROCESS! AND COSMO SEES AN OPPORTUNITY TO CAPITALIZE AS HE SWINGS WILDLY WITH A CLOTHESLINE! BUT CHIYO GEDO CATCHES THE ARM, AND GOES TO DELIVER A “SWIFT ENDING” FOR COSMO GOLDWORTHY!
Thadd Blazevich: CAUGHT! COSMO CATCHES CHIYO ON HIS SHOULDER AS HE WENT FOR DESTINO! BUT GETS CAUGHT ONTO THE SHOULDER OF GOLDWORTHY!
Rich Russillo: COSMO BUILDS MOMENTUM TOWARD THE CORNER, AND SENDS CHIYO INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE WITH A SNAKE EYES! COSMO RUNS OFF THE ROPES AS A STUNNED CHIYO SLOWLY SPINS AROUND INTO A “COLDEST WINTER!”
Persephone: Finally-
Thadd Blazevich: WAIT!
Rich Russillo: COSMO WENT FOR THE SPEAR, BUT CHIYO TURNED IT INTO A GROUNDED GUILLOTINE CHOKE! AND WRAPS HIS LEGS AROUND COSMO’S TORSO FOR ADDED LEVERAGE! COSMO IS SQUIRMING IN THAT HOLD!
Persephone: Keep it locked in, and maybe Cosmo goes to sleep. At least I can hope.
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO IS FAR FROM THE ROPES, BEING TRAPPED IN THE CENTER AS THE SQUIRMING CONTINUES!! TRYING TO REACH HIS FOOT OUT TO THE BOTTOM ROPE! BUT ITS NO USE!
Rich Russillo: INTENSITY IN THE EYES OF CHIYO KEEPS GROWING AS HE TIGHTENS THE HOLD EVEN FURTHER! BUT COSMO GRITS THROUGH IT, AND RISES TO HIS FEET! THAT IS 220 POUNDS WRAPPED AROUND HIS BODY, AND COSMO IS STANDING UP WITH HIM RIGHT NOW!
Thadd Blazevich: TAKES GNARLY STRENGTH FROM COSMO, DUDE! AND HE TRIES TO POP CHIYO OFF THE SUBMISSION HOLD!
Rich Russillo: BUT CHIYO TURNS IT INTO THE “FATAL HEAD TRAUMA!” SATELLITE DDT BY CHIYO! HIS GRAPEVINE BROKE AS CHIYO TRIED TO POP HIM OFF, AND INTO THE AIR! BUT THE FRONT FACELOCK REMAINED INTACT!
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO GOT PLANTED, AND ROLLS ONTO HIS BACK WITH CHIYO HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRR-
Rich Russillo: COSMO KICKS OUT!
Persephone: Seriously? Can they just fucking not or something.
Rich Russillo: CHIYO ROLLS ONTO HIS BELLY, THINKING TO HIMSELF WHAT MORE HE HAS TO DO! HE HAS GIVEN COSMO GOLDWORTHY SOME OF HIS BEST SHOTS, YET STILL HIS OPPONENT KEEPS GETTING UP! CHIYO NEEDS TO FIND A SOLUTION, AND A SOLUTION FAST!
Thadd Blazevich: HE MIGHT HAVE AS HE STANDS HIMSELF BACK UP, AND BACK INTO THE CORNER!
Rich Russillo: CHIYO IS URGING FOR COSMO TO GET UP! COSMO IS STUNNED, BUT SEEMS TO BE RISING BACK TO HIS FEET! CHIYO HITS A ROLLING THUNDER FROM OUT THE CORNER, AND LEAPS IN THE AIR FOR HIS JUMPING CUTTER! BUT “UNEXPECTED WHIPLASH” GETS BLOCKED BY A SUPERKICK FROM COSMO!
Thadd Blazevich: CHIYO COULD BE OUT ON HIS FEET, AND STUMBLES BACK AGAINST THE ROPES BEFORE GROGGILY REBOUNDING OFF!
Rich Russillo: CHIYO CAME BACK WITH A FEIGNED BIG BOOT! AND SPINS AROUND INTO A BACK ELBOW! HEAT SEEKER FROM GEDO, AND COSMO CAN BARELY STAND AFTERWARD!
Thadd Blazevich: LIKE, NO KIDDING! HES ON SPAGHETTI LEGS DUDE!
Persephone: Please learn how to end a sentence without saying the word dude.
Rich Russillo: CHIYO GRABS COSMO BY THE BACK OF HIS NECK, AND SENDS HIM INTO THE ROPES! COSMO REBOUNDS BACK, AND GETS POPPED UP INTO THE AIR BY GEDO! BUT ITS TURNED INTO A SMALL PACKAGE! CHIYO THRASHES AROUND IN THAT COVER, TRYING TO GET OUT OF IT!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHH-
Thadd Blazevich; ALMOST, BRO!
Persephone: Get bro out your vocabulary too.
Rich Russillo: BOTH COMPETITORS SCRAMBLE BACK TO THEIR FEET, AND COSMO BLASTS CHIYO WITH A BIG FOREARM! BUT CHIYO FIRES RIGHT BACK WITH ONE OF HIS OWN!
Thadd Blazevich: BACK AND FORTH BOTH MEN GO! EXCHANGING FOREARMS!
Rich Russillo: COSMO! GEDO! COSMO! GEDO! GEDO! GEDO! GEDO! CHIYO HAS GOT THE UPPER HAND ON THIS STRIKE EXCHANGE, AND OVERWHELMS COSMO WITH MULTIPLE FOREARMS! BACKING HIM UP AGAINST THE ROPES, AND IRISH WHIPS HIM OFF!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT COSMO WRINGS HIS ARM, AND DOUBLES CHIYO OVER WITH A KICK TO THE GUT!
Rich Russillo: COSMO AVOIDED THE IRISH WHIP THERE, AND NOW HAS THE GEARS TURNING IN HIS HEAD FOR SOMETHING HUGE AS HE SPRINGS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE BEHIND GEDO! LAUNCHING HIMSELF INTO THE AIR FOR A DDT ON CHIYO! GEDO GOT SPIKED ONTO HIS HEAD WITH “DANCE MACABRE!”
Thadd Blazevich: THAT WAS TOTALLY RAD FROM COSMO, WHO CRAWLS INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEE-
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT!
Persephone: Kill me.
Rich Russillo: CHIYO GOT THE SHOULDER UP, AND COSMO POUNDS THE MAT IN FRUSTRATION! BUT REGAINS HIS COMPOSURE BEFORE LIFTING CHIYO BACK TO HIS FEET!
Thadd Blazevich: WHOA! CHIYO EXPLODES WITH A BIG BOOT THAT SENDS COSMO TUMBLING OUT THROUGH THE MIDDLE! LUCKILY, HE CATCHES HIMSELF ON THE APRON! SLOWLY PULLING HIMSELF UP-
(Chiyo doubles over momentarily to catch his breath before something catches his attention out of the corner of his eye, seeing Ashlynn Quinn standing on the ramp.)
Rich Russillo: Looks like we have a visitor!
(Chiyo yells for Quinn to leave from inside the ring, annoyed from her getting involved in his match. Ashlynn Quinn simply brushes him off, and taunts him with her New Breed Championship, raising it high. Chiyo shakes his head before turning around-)
Rich Russillo: GOLD RUSH!!
Thadd Blazevich: OH NO!
Persephone: OH YES! FINALLY, THAT BIMBO IS GOOD FOR SOMETHING!
Rich Russillo: CHIYO GOT DROPPED WITH THE GOLD RUSH, AND COSMO HOOKS THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: HERE’S YOUR WINNER… COSMO GOLDWORTHY!
(Cosmo releases his cover on Gedo as ‘RUNITUP’ by Tyler, The Creator ft. Teezo Touchdown hits. With that, he rises to his feet, and gets his hand raised in victory by the referee. Ashlynn makes it to the end of the ramp, smiling proudly at her handiwork, having cost Chiyo Gedo the match.)
Rich Russillo: You may not like his methods, but Cosmo Goldworthy picks up the win!
Thadd Blazevich: His methods? If my memory is not mistaken, bro, Ashlynn Quinn caused the distraction.
Rich Russillo: True, but Goldworthy had no problem taking advantage either.
Persephone: Good. I mean, what did you expect him to do? Not take the open layup?
(Cosmo soon snatches his hand away from the referee, and turns his attention over to Ashlynn at the end of the ramp. Cosmo slides out, and walks over to her. Quinn is smugly clapping.)
Ashlynn Quinn: (off-mic) You’re welcome.
Cosmo Goldworthy: (off-mic) Please. I ain’t need your truth, and you’re lucky I don’t drop your ass right now for getting involved in my business. I would’ve beat that joker with or withOUT you.
Ashlynn Quinn: (off-mic) :picard: Rude.
(Cosmo aggressively nods at Ashlynn, having not minced his words, and continues to trash talk off mic, bowing up to the champ briefly before-)
Rich Russillo: WHOA! FROM BEHIND!
Thadd Blazevich: LIKE, THAT KAI RABEAUX DUDE JUST CAME FROM THE CROWD, AND JUMPED COSMO!
(Cosmo gets knocked down from the blindside by Kai, and Ashlynn Quinn backs away slightly with both hands up, allowing Kai to handle his business.)
Rich Russillo: KAI MOUNTS COSMO, AND IS BEATING THE HELL OUT OF HIM! UNLEASHING RIGHT HANDS!
Thadd Blazevich: AW, MAN! WHY’S SHE STANDING AROUND?? HELP HIM, ASHLYNN!
Persephone: You really think she’s going to do that?
Thadd Blazevich: I mean, she helped him against Chiyo…
Persephone: Different circumstances, idiot.
Rich Russillo: KAI PULLS COSMO BACK TO HIS FEET, AND SENDS HIM SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS RINGSIDE! DISLODGING THEM, AND KNOCKING THE TOP STEP OVER!
Thadd Blazevich: COSMO IS ROLLING IN PAIN, BUT KAI LOOKS FAR FROM DONE!
Rich Russillo: OH NO! KAI DRAGS COSMO BACK TO HIS FEET, AND SPIKES HIM WITH THE KINGSTONE PILEDRIVER!
(Kai rises to a knee, looking down at the limp Cosmo, and shoots a look over at Ashlynn Quinn on the ramp, who hasn’t left. Quinn winks, and blows a kiss toward Kai before heading off.)
(Kai looks back down at Cosmo on the floor before standing himself up, and backpedals up the ramp as fans reign down with boos as the camera fades elsewhere.)
(Commercial for the new movie ‘SUPERMAN’, in theaters now.)
(Sunday Night Voltage returns to a pan-around shot of the SAP Center, as the camera focuses on Bella Braxton, who is standing inside the ring with a microphone and a smile on her face. She takes a moment before beginning to speak.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Bella Braxton: Already in the ring… FLYNN LOCKHART!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(The shot pans over as a local talent is seen inside the ring, raising his fists in the air as the crowd is relatively silent for him, not knowing how to react. They certainly know how to react to his opponent, though, as ‘Blood, Milk, & Sky’ by White Zombie begins to play through the speakers of the arena. A mixed reaction is elicited, mixed with cheers and boos, mostly boos, as the camera goes over to show Minerva as she’s seen making her way out to the stage. She has a rose gritted between her teeth as she poses, scanning around at the crowd in attendance before then beginning to make her way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Bella Braxton: And her opponent… residing in Cassadaga, Florida… weighing in at 122 pounds… SHE IS ‘THE BLACK ROSE’… MINERVA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: This is going to be Minerva’s first time competing since her win against Methuselah at Pain For Pride, but during the duration of her in-ring absence, she has kept herself busy by sparking issues with TLA. It’s what she’s said, forget everything that you knew about her, and she’s certainly made it known that she’s not going to allow herself to be stepped over by anyone, no matter how familiar she is with them.
Persephone: She’s just a bitch, that’s all. Do we need some in-depth analysis on this? I think that it’s pretty simple.
Thadd Blazevich: Woah, let’s calm down there, girl. That’s not a nice word, y’know?
Persephone: Bitch bitch bitch, fuck fuck fuck, you you you.
Thadd Blazevich: Me me me?
Persephone: Why do I even bother?
(Minerva makes her way up the steps and onto the apron as she enters through the ropes and into the ring. She immediately takes off her entrance gear, not wasting time on theatrics as she makes her way toward her corner, beginning to prepare as ‘Blood, Milk, & Sky’ then begins to come to a close. Then, after the referee makes their way into the ring and checks on both competitors, they signal for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: This match has officially begun as Minerva returns to action against local competitor Flynn Lockhart! Both of them make their way out of their corners-
Thadd Blazevich: WOAH! MINERVA JUST LAUNCHES AT FLYNN AND CONNECTS WITH A FLYING KNEE DIRECLTY TO THE FACE! POOR DUDE!
Persephone: And now we’re not wasting any time, and good, because we know how this is going to go. Minerva grabs hold of the head of Flynn, beginning to connect with strikes repeatedly toward his face! Flynn is trying his best to squirm away, but Minerva immediately has a hold of his neck, dragging the skinny kid up to his feet and slamming him into the turnbuckle spine-first! Flynn bounces off and crumbles to the ground! That was funny.
Rich Russillo: Minerva keeps a hold of her by the head, though, as she heaves him back up to his feet, NAILING HIM DIRECTLY WITH ‘SATAN’S KISS’! THE HEADBUTT CONNECTS! BUT MINERVA ISN’T DONE EITHER!
(THUD!)
(THUD!)
(THUD!)
(THUD!)
Thadd Blazevich: OH MY GOODNESS! AND MINERVA CONTINUES TO DRIVE HER HEAD REPEATEDLY INTO HIS FACE! YOUCH! THAT’S GOING TO HAVE TO HURT! HE’S BLEEDING PROFUSELY NOW!
Persephone: And Flynn is already out of it, and you might as well count to 100 here, but that sick fuck is going to make sure that she finishes the job!
Rich Russillo: CONNECTING WITH ‘ATLAS FALLS’! THE TWISTING BRAINBUSTER FINISHES FLYNN LOCKHART OFF! AND NOW MINEVRA ROLLS HIM OVER AND HOOKS THE LEG! GOING FOR THE PIN ATTEMPT RIGHT HERE!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Blood, Milk, & Sky’ begins to play through the speakers of the arena as Minerva immediately sits up in a seated position, an angered look on her face as she rises to her feet, letting the referee take her hand and raise it into the air. The crowd doesn’t know how to respond to this as officials quickly check on the enhancement talent, and Minerva then begins to celebrate the victory that she’s gotten tonight.)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner… MINERVA!!!!!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Wow! That was one hell of a tragedy, dude. Minerva probably unleashed all that anger from what TLA did to her last week on this poor guy. Maybe she needs to take a chill pill.
Persephone: You better quiet down before she gets you next, doofus.
Rich Russillo: Well, it looks like she’s calling for a microphone; it seems like she has some thoughts on TLA after the victory that she just got.
(Minerva makes her way over and snatches a microphone from the timekeeper’s area as she taps it repeatedly, allowing for ‘Blood, Milk, & Sky’ to come to a close. She then raises her microphone to her mouth and begins to speak.)
Minerva: I thought from the moment that I made my arrival to the Voltage brand, I made myself crystal clear, forget everything that you know about me. TLA was a victim of that, and even though I was going to explain to him exactly why I did what I did a couple of weeks back, since it seems like it was a concept that he could not fully grasp, he had other plans. I was blindsided and put through an announcer’s table, and if you know Minerva, you know that she’s not going to take this lying down. So I’m not going to waste any time. I want TLA out in this ring right now, and we can talk this out.
(Minerva lowers her microphone down to the ground, her eyebrows furrowing as she turns around and looks toward the stage. After a short moment of waiting, Ambitionz az a Ridah’ by Tupac begins to play through the speakers of the arena. The crowd roars in approval as the camera goes over to show TLA as he makes his way out to the stage. He has a serious expression on his face as he takes a moment to scan around at the crowd, then proceeds to make his way down the ramp and toward the ring, not wasting much time as he does so.)
Rich Russillo: Here comes TLA, and it seems like he’s more than willing this time to talk it out with Minerva. What happened this past week was him returning the favor to Minerva, and now that the lines have been drawn between these two, you can just feel the animosity through the air right now as the Hall of Famer makes his way to the ring.
Persephone: Maybe if Minerva happened to be clearer instead of trying her best to be as mysterious as possible, we wouldn’t have as much of a misunderstanding as we’re having right now. But I guess she wants to make things as difficult as possible, and that’s most definitely not my problem right about now.
Thadd Blazevich: But it’s TLA’s problem, bro, and if he needs to throw hands tonight, he might just do that. We might be in for another fight! Yeah!
(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 as ‘Ambitionz az a Ridah’ then begins to come to a close. Approaching Minerva, he takes a moment to look at the ground and compose his thoughts before beginning to speak.)
TLA: Homie, there’s a lotta confusion in the air right now, and while you tryna be mysterious and allat, ion know why you the one mad when you the one that started all of this. When we first met on this brand two weeks ago, the only thing I wanted to do was greet an old friend, game respects game, and a hombre knows a real hombre when he sees one. I was more than happy to give you dat credit. But you attacked my ass, and you certainly caught me off guard with dat shit. But I was never gonna let that slide. :ufdup: All I did last week was return the favor.
(The crowd cheers loudly at this as the camera focuses on Minerva, shaking her head as she’s unhappy by this, but regardless, lets TLA continue.)
TLA: You should already know TLA ain’t the typa mfer to back down from a fight, so amiga, I ain’t really sure what you expected.
(Minerva takes a moment to take a deep breath, trying to compose herself as she shakes her head in frustration. After a moment, she gets in his face and begins to speak.)
Minerva: I don’t feel indebted to explain myself to anyone. I tried, but you showed me you don’t want to listen. All people need to know is that I’m going to wipe the slate clean and be who I was always meant to be in the EAW.
TLA: Dawg, I ain’t gonna lie to you, estoy cansado. I’m tired of you not being direct with me about dis shit. The fuck do you mean? You ain’t gonna try and pull this shit on me now.
(Minerva pauses before she says anything, tilting her head as she looks at him, before proceeding to go on.)
Minerva: You want an explanation? You can face me at Bloodsport and find out for yourself.
(The crowd cheers loudly at this, but TLA shakes his head, as this is not the answer that he wanted out of her.)
TLA: You know what, fine by me. But when I beat that culo and get dat W at Bloodsport, ion want no excuses out of you. We’ll truly know who the better person is right then and there.
(TLA drops his microphone down to the ground as he steps forward, not backing down for a moment from his future opponent. Minerva glares at him with a serious expression written on his face, as the two lock eyes in an intense staredown, the crowd continuing to get loud as ‘Ambitionz az a Ridah’ then begins to play up again. It’s the very last shot seen before Sunday Night Voltage, then, begins to fade to elsewhere from there.)
(Promotional ad for Bloodsport, where Minerva faces TLA.)
(The camera has returned to the ringside area where we see various weapons surrounding the ring. Bella Braxton is standing in the middle of the ring with a microphone in hand as she is ready to begin the introductions for the next match.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is a special TAG TEAM EXPLODING TABLES, LADDERS, AND CHAIRS MATCH!!
(The crowd starts cheering loudly as ‘Rhapsody in Pink’ by Stela Cole starts playing as Candice Blair walks out. She doesn’t appear to be thrilled competing in this match, and her expression only sours as ‘My Own Summer’ by Deftones hits. Candice continues walking down the ramp as Selina Reyes walks out, and Selina just shakes her head before beginning to follow behind, approaching the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first and making their way to the ring. At a total combined weight of 247 pounds. Here is the team of “PRINCESS” CANDICE BLAIR AND “THE ORYX QUEEN” SELINA REYES!!
Rich Russillo: This is going to be a very interesting match to say the least. For all the fans of Bloodsport, this is a small Bloodsport preview match as we have a very dangerous Exploding TLC Match.
Persephone: This is the best day of my life. I get the chance to witness the death of four dumb bitches in this match. Oh this couldn’t get any better. Actually, it could but I won’t get my hopes up.
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, there is a history between these teams so this might be a “can they coexist” type of situation. No love lost between Selina and Candice, but will they be able to put matters aside to win this match?
(Selina and Candice enter the ring and take a corner as Selina’s music is replaced by ‘my mind is a mountain’ by Deftones. Seconds later, Daniella Atlas enters the arena. She doesn’t wait for her teammate either as ‘Let Me Hear’ by Fear, and Loathing in Las Vegas hits, and Saori Aizen doesn’t appear to be in a rush to catch up with her tag team partner, as the two make their way down the ramp on their own.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing their opponents! At a total combined weight of 300 pounds. Here is the team of “THE BLADE OF HERMES” DANIELLA ATLAS AND “THE REAPER” SAORI AIZEN!!
Persephone: Oh great!! More dumb bitches. For once, I can’t wait until the bell rings so they all kill each other.
Thadd Blazevich: Like this is going to be a groovy match considering the intensity these two bring to the table. No love lost between these two either.
Rich Russillo: Fun fact! These two teams were once partners before they became Pain for Pride opponents and now they are once again a tag team. Which team will play nice long enough to win this match? We are about to find out.
(Daniella and Saori enter the ring and take an opposite corner as Saori’s music fades off. The referee checks both teams as they call for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Here we go! This match is underway and it’s going to be obvious to say, but these four are going to beat the living hell out of each other.
Thadd Blazevich: This match is going to be even more extreme than a standard TLC match. Some of the tables, ladders, and chairs have been rigged with explosives for maximum damage.
Persephone: Enough gabbing, bitches! Let’s see these four just beat the holy fuck out of each other.
Thadd Blazevich: These four are being cautious in the opening moments of this match. Selina goes to attack Saori, BUT SELINA GETS DOUBLE TEAMED BY DANIELLA AND SAORI–
Rich Russillo: CANDICE BLAIR SNUCK UP FROM BEHIND AS SHE JUMPS ON DANIELLA’S BACK AND HAS A CHOKEHOLD APPLIED TRYING TO CHOKE DANIELLA OUT!!
Persephone: With all the weapons available for these bitches to use, they are choking and kicking. This is so boring!!
Rich Russillo: I think it should be good to let everybody know that this match will be held under tornado rules meaning all four women will be fighting at the same time and the only way to win is by pinfall or submission.
Persephone: Or death. You can’t forget about death.
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, Daniella is bucking Candice around like it’s a rodeo or something, but Candice is holding on as tight as she can. Give the Princess credit for her intensity–
Rich Russillo: DANIELLA GRABS A HANDFUL OF CANDICE’S HAIR AND SNAPS HER OFF HER BACK AND TO THE MAT!!
Thadd Blazevich: That looked to have some very gnarly whiplash off that move as Daniella KICKS CANDICE RIGHT IN THE SPINE! GOOD GRIEF WHAT A SHOT, DUDE!
Persephone: I am so damn bored right now. We have tables, ladders, chairs, and explosives. Why in the hell have these dumb bitches not used any of them yet?
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, the match just started. Give it some time. But as we get back to the match, bro, Selina is back on her feet and is battling it out with Saori Aizen–
Rich Russillo: AIZEN WENT FOR THE ROLLING BACK FIST, BUT SELINA DUCKED OUT OF THE WAY BEFORE COUNTERING WITH A CHOP TO THE CHEST!!
Persephone: I would say that she is going to pop an implant, but we all know that she doesn’t have much there to begin with. SO SHE DOES IT AGAIN! BAHAHAHAHAHA!! NOW START USING THE WEAPONS!
Rich Russillo: Selina keeps firing off those chops until Aizen is in the corner AND FIRES OFF ANOTHER CHOP STILL LIGHTING UP AIZEN’S CHEST–
(CRASH!)
Persephone: FUCKING FINALLY!!! ABOUT DAMN TIME!!
Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA WITH A STEEL CHAIR TO SELINA’S BACK!! Bro, she grabbed one of the regular steel chairs and just leveled Selina with it.
Rich Russillo: The first use of weaponry in the match and there will be plenty more where that came from. Aizen picks up Selina and just CLOBBERS HER WITH A SHORT ARM LARIAT!
Thadd Blazevich: HERE COMES CANDICE WITH A FOREARM SHOT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD SENDING DANIELLA DOWN TO HER KNEES! Aizen tosses Selina down AND SHE RUNS RIGHT TOWARDS CANDICE–
Persephone: HAHAHAHAHA! THE AVA BITCH FINDS A BRAIN CELL AND STEPS OUT OF THE WAY AND SAORI GOES SAILING THROUGH THE TURNBUCKLES AND CRASHES INTO THE RINGPOST!! WHAT AN IDIOT!!
Thadd Blazevich: Saori tumbles out of the ring and falls to the floor and now Daniella is left with a two on one situation. Selina has made it back to her feet and Daniella is falling victim to the double team.
Rich Russillo: Selina and Candice pick up Daniella and whip her to the ropes. Daniella comes back off the rebound AND SHE RUNS RIGHT INTO A DOUBLE DROPKICK FROM CANDICE AND SELINA!
Persephone: Oh yes. That was such an exciting move for a match like this. Weapons everywhere and they are using wrestling moves. These bitches are making me sick.
Rich Russillo: Selina and Candice glare at each other for a moment before finding some neutral ground and nod towards each other and roll out of the ring to grab some weaponry.
Persephone: It’s about damn time. Good gawd!! Why in the hell is this match going so damn slow? These bitches just need to kill each other.
Thadd Blazevich: You need to be put on some medication or something because OHHHHHHHHH DUDE!! THEY GRAB A LADDER AND HAVE IT SET UP BETWEEN THE RING AND OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!
Rich Russillo: Maybe we need to get out of the way because I don’t like how this is looking. This is looking very dangerous ladies and gentlemen!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, they have the ladder set up and they slide back into the ring and continue to beat down a recovering Daniella. They grab Daniella by the hair and pull her over to the ropes. They lift her up for a suplex AND SEND HER OVER THE TOP ROPE–
(BOOM!)
Persephone: YES! YES! OH GAWD YES!! DANIELLA HIT THE LADDER AND IT EXPLODED ON IMPACT!! LOOK AT HER BODY CONVULSE WITH THE EXPLOSION!! FINALLY!!!
Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA IS DOWN ON THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!! Saori is back in the ring AND SHE CATCHES CANDICE IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK BEFORE GRABBING HER AND PLANTING HER WITH AN EXPLODER SUPLEX!
Rich Russillo: SELINA HITS A BACK ELBOW TO SAORI’S HEAD! Saori drops to a knee and Selina rolls out of the ring and slides in a few of the steel chairs along with a couple of the tables.
Persephone: The more weapons the better. Come on, bitches. Kill each other.
Rich Russillo: Now Selina is sliding in a few of the tables as well. Selina looks ready to fight with all those weapons as she goes to bring Saori to her feet AND SAORI CATCHES HER WITH THAT SHOTEI TO THE FACE!
Persephone: Did it knock her teeth out? No? Of course not!!
Thadd Blazevich: Saori grabs Selina AND DELIVERS ANOTHER EXPLODER SUPLEX, BRO!! Now Saori grabs Selina and puts her head on top of a rigged steel chair carefully enough so it doesn’t detonate as she takes another chair and climbs all the way to the top rope.
Rich Russillo: When Saori goes to the top rope, she usually goes for something big and she is now on the top rope and she has found her balance. Selina still hasn’t
Thadd Blazevich: SAORI COMES OFF THE TOP ROPE AND SHE PUTS THE OTHER CHAIR UNDER HER FEET AND SHE HITS THE DOUBLE FOOT STOMP ON SELINA’S HEAD!
(BOOM!)
Persephone: YES!! YES!! DOUBLE EXPLOSION ON THAT BITCH’S HEAD!! LOOK AT HER HEAD! LOOK AT SELINA’S HEAD! SHE’S BLEEDING!! OH HELL YEAH!!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, that isn’t going to be good for Selina as she took not just two steel chairs to the head, but two exploding steel chairs.
Rich Russillo: Selina is barely moving right now off that double foot stomp and conchairto combo as Saori rolls her over and goes for the cover!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRR—
Persephone: CANDICE COMES IN AND BREAKS UP THE PIN! I NEVER THOUGHT IN MY LIFE THAT I WOULD BE HAPPY TO SEE AN AVA WHORE!!
Rich Russillo: Yeah. Ava’s and matches continuing are two things you hate.
Persephone: But when it involves violence and blood and possible death, I can tolerate a lot more.
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, Candice is now just pounding on Saori, who took a small bit of damage when she came down for the foot stomp. Candice pulls Saori up by the hair and whips her to the ropes.
Rich Russillo: Saori with the rebound AND CANDICE CATCHES SAORI RIGHT IN THE FACE WITH A YAKUZA STYLE KICK SENDING SAORI DOWN TO THE MAT!!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, Candice grabs a chair and moves it over before she grabs Saori and brings her back to her feet BEFORE PLANTING HER WITH A DDT ON THE STEEL CHAIR!! SAORI EATS THE STEEL AS CANDICE GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRR—
(CRASH!)
Persephone: DANIELLA GETS HERSELF BACK INTO THE MATCH AND SHE THROWS A LADDER ON TOP OF CANDICE TO BREAK UP THE COUNT!! At least these bitches have some use around here.
(BOOM!!)
Thadd Blazevich: THAT LADDER WAS RIGGED WITH EXPLOSIVES AND CANDICE WAS RIGHT UNDER THAT LADDER WHEN IT EXPLODED!!
Rich Russillo: NOT ONLY THAT, CANDICE ROLLED OFF OF SAORI BEFORE THE LADDER EXPLODED AND SHE GOT HER PARTNER AS WELL!!
Persephone: BAHAHAHAHAHA!! What a dumb bitch!! She might have did something stupid, but I am not going to complain because that means that I get to see another person attacked by explosives!! I love it!!
Rich Russillo: It’s official! Every woman in this match has been caught in the damage zone of some explosives! Daniella is the only woman standing in the match right now and she grabs hold of Candice and brings her to her feet!
Persephone: LOOK! THE BACK OF CANDICE’S HEAD IS BLEEDING WHERE THE LADDER FELL! OHHH THE LIQUID OF CRIMSON BEAUTY! Can the rest of this show involve some explosives?
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, we have Bloodsport coming up. Sure, let them kill each other tonight and then kill each other a week later.
Rich Russillo: Voltage is the extreme brand, Thadd, you’d believe that the Elitists of Voltage would sure as hell do it if asked.
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, you do have a point, bro.
Persephone: As you two were talking about bullshit, DANIELLA DROPPED CANDICE FACE FIRST ON THE LADDER WITH A FACEBUSTER!! CANDICE FEELS THE LADDER ONCE AGAIN!! That’s what I am talking about.
Thadd Blazevich: Candice is holding her face in pain as she is pulled to her feet by Daniella and Daniella pulls Candice over AND SWINGS HER OUT!!
Rich Russillo: “THE MEMORY ROOM” BY DANIELLA ATLAS!! SWINGING STO PLANTS CANDICE INTO THE LADDER AGAIN! CANDICE IS BARELY MOVING AS DANIELLA GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEE–
(CRACK!!)
Persephone: SELINA REYES BREAKS UP THE COUNT BY CRACKING DANIELLA IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH SOMETHING!! THAT’S A LADDER RUNG FROM THE BROKEN LADDER AT RINGSIDE! HOW DID SHE PULL THAT OFF THE LADDER?
Rich Russillo: I am not going to even question it, but Selina pulls Daniella back to her feet AND SELINA SWINGS THE LADDER RUNG–
Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA DUCKED OUT OF THE WAY, BUT CANDICE WITH A CHOP BLOCK TO THE BACK OF DANIELLA’S KNEE AS DANIELLA FALLS FORWARD–
Rich Russillo: SELINA CAUGHT DANIELLA IN THE FACE WITH A LADDER RUNG! THE BLOOD HAS IMMEDIATELY STARTED FLOWING FROM HER FACE!! OH MY GAWD!!
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! 👏👏👏👏👏 THIS IS AWESOME! 👏👏👏👏👏 THIS IS AWESOME! 👏👏👏👏👏 THIS IS AWESOME! 👏👏👏👏👏 THIS IS AWESOME! 👏👏👏👏👏
Thadd Blazevich: This certainly has been a hell of a match between these four beautiful and talented women!
Persephone: Who cares about beauty? These four are killing each other and I love it! Three of them have been busted open and blood and chaos are still coming. What is Selina doing?
Thadd Blazevich: Selina is helping Candice out of the ring… cooler heads are prevailing in this match… but bro, THEY ARE SETTING UP TABLES!!
Rich Russillo: Candice and Selina have set up a few tables at ringside as the roll back into the ring and set up a few tables in the ring. Now Selina is climbing onto the top rope as Candice is doing the same thing.
Persephone: Selina has that ladder rung while Candice has a steel chair in her hand and they are calling for Daniella and Saori to get back to their feet. Come on!! Don’t start getting boring now!!
Rich Russillo: Daniella and Saori are back on their feet AND BOTH WOMEN COME OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH CROSSBODYS–
Persephone: THEY BOTH GET CAUGHT WITH BACK ELBOWS TO THE FACE!! “THUNDERCLAP NOVA” BY SAORI AIZEN!! THAT CAUGHT CANDICE RIGHT IN THE FACE! I THINK IT CAUGHT THAT BITCH IN THE NOSE AS SAORI GOES FOR THE COVER!! DON’T GIVE UP NOW, BITCH! THERE’S NOT ENOUGH BLOOD!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEE!!
Thadd Blazevich: DUDE SHE GOT THE SHOULDER UP!! CANDICE BARELY GOT THE SHOULDER UP! HOLY CRAP THAT WAS VERY CLOSE NEAR FALL AND SAORI ALMOST HAD THE MATCH WON THERE!
Rich Russillo: Candice has a very dazed look on her face because of that elbow and we can see that her nose is bleeding as well. It could be broken, but I don’t think Candice gives a damn.
Thadd Blazevich: As we see on the other side, we have Daniella really taking it to Selina as Saori now comes over and starts to help Daniella double team Selina. Daniella and Saori glare at each other due to events of their past, but they go back to attacking Selina.
Persephone: LOOK! SAORI HAS THE LADDER RUNG FROM EARLIER AND SHE IS HOLDING IT AGAINST SELINA’S THROAT! JAGGED EDGE TO THE THROAT! I HOPE SHE SLITS HIS THROAT!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, double suplex by Saori and Daniella takes Selina down as Saori starts to climb to the top rope. That has got to mean that Saori is going for that moonsault finisher of hers. It could end the match here if she hits it.
(CRASH!)
Rich Russillo: CANDICE! CANDICE WITH A STEEL CHAIR TO DANIELLA’S BACK AND DANIELLA GOES STUMBLING TOWARDS THE ROPES AND THAT CAUSES SAORI TO LOSE HER BALANCE—
Persephone: BAHAHAHAHAHA! SHE LANDED HORRIBLY ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!! THAT WAS FUNNY!! Daniella turns around to that Candice bitch–
Rich Russillo: CANDICE JUMPS INTO THE AIR AND GRABS DANIELLA BY THE HEAD AND PLANTS WITH THE “STARLIGHT” TORNADO DDT ON THE STEEL CHAIR! SHE COULD BE KNOCKED OUT AS CANDICE GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEE!!
Thadd Blazevich: DANIELLA GETS HER SHOULDER UP BUT SHE IS BLEEDING ONCE AGAIN AS CANDICE CRACKS HER WITH THE CHAIR AGAIN BEFORE ROLLING HER OUT OF THE RING!!
Persephone: I LOVE THE BLOOD! This is amazing. Do you think they would let me keep some in a vial on my necklace?
Thadd Blazevich: You are so disgusting as Candice places the chair on the mat as Selina has made it back to her feet and she is climbing to the top rope.
Rich Russillo: Both ladies are in a very dangerous position as SELINA JUMPS IN THE AIR AND TAKES SAORI BACK AS SELINA HITS THE SUPER POISONRANA FROM THE TOP ROPE!!
Persephone: AND SHE HIT HER HEAD RIGHT ON THE CHAIR! SAORI WAS SPIKED HARD AS SELINA GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEE!!
Rich Russillo: IT’S OVE– WAIT! THE REFEREE IS CALLING IT A TWO COUNT! CANDICE AND SELINA THOUGHT THAT THIS MATCH WAS OVER BUT THE REPLAY IS SHOWING THAT SAORI BARELY NUDGED HER SHOULDER OFF THE MAT TO STOP THE COUNT!!
Persephone: Who cares about that because there is more blood! ALL OF THESE BITCHES HAVE BEEN BUSTED OPEN! NOW IT’S TIME FOR THE DEATH PORTION OF THIS MATCH!
Thadd Blazevich: You might get your wish, dude, because Selina and Candice have lifted Saori up and placed her on the table that was set up in the ring earlier. Saori is in place as Candice and Selina now set up a ladder in the middle of the ring.
Rich Russillo: Selina is climbing the ladder AND DANIELLA IS BACK IN THE RING! DANIELLA SHOVES CANDICE OUT OF THE WAY AND DANIELLA IS CLIMBING ON THE OTHER SIDE!
Thadd Blazevich: Both Selina and Daniella are at the top of the ladder AND THEY ARE FIGHTING AT THE TOP OF THE LADDER! CANDICE IS PANICKING AS SHE GRABS THE OTHER LADDER IN THE RING AND SETS IT RIGHT NEXT TO THE OTHER LADDER!
Persephone: Princess Whore is climbing up the ladder and that gave that Saori bitch enough time to recover and now she is climbing up the ladder.
Thadd Blazevich: We have a gnarly situation as all four women are just beating the hell out of each other about fifteen feet in the air.
Persephone: It’s wonderful! We are one stupid decision away from seeing some death. This is going to make my entire season so far.
Rich Russillo: OH MY GAWD! OH MY GAWD! CANDICE AND SAORI’S LADDER IS REALLY STARTING TO ROCK! THIS ISN’T GOING TO BE GOOD! I DON’T THINK IT WAS FULLY SET UP!!
Thadd Blazevich: THE LADDER HAS TIPPED OVER!! CANDICE AND SAORI GO FLYING OUT OF THE RING AND THEY JUST CRASHED RIGHT INTO THE TABLES THAT WERE SET UP OUTSIDE THE RING!
(BOOM!)
Persephone: THAT EXPLOSION WAS A LITTLE CLOSE BUT WE JUST SAW OUR FIRST TWO DEATHS OF THE NIGHT!! CANDICE AND SAORI ARE DEAD AND I AM SO HAPPY!!
Rich Russillo: That leaves Selina and Daniella fighting in the ring on that ladder AND SELINA GRABS HOLD OF DANIELLA AND TRIES TO SMASH HER FACE INTO THE TOP OF THE LADDER–
Persephone: Daniella blocks it and smashes Selina’s head into the mat. Come on!! We are so close.
Thadd Blazevich: Selina slid down a few rungs and Daniella has moved herself over to Selina’s side of the ladder. Dude, what in the hell is she thinking?
Rich Russillo: THEY ARE FIGHTING ON A VERY SMALL SURFACE! DANIELLA IS TRYING TO LIFT SELINA UP, BUT SELINA IS BLOCKING IT!!
Persephone: THEY ARE BOTH GOING TO DIE! THEY ARE BOTH GOING TO DIE!! These two women are still fighting on the ladder. Is that damn ladder welded to the mat or something!!
Thadd Blazevich: OH MY GAWD!! DANIELLA CAUGHT SELINA WITH A SHOT TO THE TEMPLE AND SHE GRABS SELINA BEFORE FINALLY LIFTING SELINA UP WITH THE PUMPHANDLE AND BOTH WOMEN COME OFF THE LADDER–
(BOOM!)
Persephone: YES! YES! YES! THE TABLE BLEW UP AND I THINK THEY BOTH DIED!! THAT WAS THE GREATEST THING EVER!!
Thadd Blazevich: “THE SOUTH OF HEAVEN” DROVE SELINA RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE! THE TABLE EXPLODED AND WE CAN ONLY IMAGINE HOW MUCH DAMAGE WAS DONE TO SELINA AND DANIELLA!!
Rich Russillo: LOOK! DANIELLA IS USING HER LAST BIT OF ENERGY TO PUT HERSELF ON TOP OF SELINA FOR THE COVER! SHE MIGHT HAVE JUST PASSED OUT ON SELINA!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(The bell has rung and ‘my mind is a mountain’ is playing again as Daniella has not even moved after pinning Selina. The referee is checking on both women in the ring as Bella Braxton announces the final decision of the match.)
Bella Braxton: Here are your winners… THE TEAM OF SAORI AIZEN AND DANIELLA ATLAS!
Rich Russillo: To say the very least, this was a hell of a fight between four very tough and very determined women who gave it their all for the sake of victory.
Persephone: Oh who the hell cares about heart and all that shit. I just witnessed four women kill each other and you can’t remove the smile from my face. Look at the broken bodies. This is like Christmas.
(The referee points to Daniella in victory as she finally manages to roll off of Selina as the referee waves down to the ring. A few seconds later, the EAW Medic Team and EMTs are coming down the ramp to check on the competitors.)
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, this was certainly one of the most brutal matches I have seen in a very long time. Princess Candice and Selina fought hard and managed to work together in this match. They were close to winning the match on numerous occasions, but it unfortunately wasn’t enough.
Persephone: Who the hell cares about that? All I know is that these four dumb bitches are hurt and bleeding and I couldn’t be happier.
Rich Russillo: All four women brought the fight in this match. Candice and Selina endured a lot of punishment, but it was Daniella and Saori who picked up the victory and got themselves some momentum toward Bloodsport. Congrats once again to Daniella and Saori for the win on Voltage.
(The final shot shows medics and EMTs checking on all four competitors as they are all barely starting to move as the camera shot fades elsewhere….)
(Promotional ad for Bloodsport, where Saori Aizen faces Candice Blair in a 10,000 Razorblades match.)
(As Voltage returns from commercial break, ‘Self Help Tape’ by Moses Sumney is heard already playing. The Voltage Commissioner Captain Charisma can be seen standing inside of the ring with a microphone in his hand, and that’s not all. Next to him is the Bloodsport Wheel of Death, which has already been used to find out the stipulations for both the EAW World Championship triple threat and the match between Saori Aizen and Candice Blair.)
Rich Russillo: Captain Charisma is here as we return to Sunday Night Voltage, and it looks like we’ll be finding out another match stipulation for Bloodsport as he is here with the Wheel of Death!
Thadd Blazevich: I can’t wait, man! The stipulations we got so far have been gnarly. I wonder what we’ll see this time.
Persephone: I don’t care. It better be something good.
(The fans are cheering as they see the wheel inside of the ring, but as they begin to slowly settle down, the Commissioner begins to speak.)
Captain Charisma: Ladies and gentlemen, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy this time of the year. Bloodsport is only weeks away, and by this point I think you all know exactly what that means. Voltage has always been the brand known for its violence, and as always Bloodsport is going to be the show where that violence reaches its highest level. Already we know that Adam Lucas, Cody Maverick and Chris Elite will face off in the Cage of Death, and Saori Aizen and Candice Blair will face each other in a 10,000 Razorblades match! Now this wheel is being brought out once more, and it’s for a match I think we all knew was in the making, and our second Championship match that has been made for the event! That match is…
Captain Charisma: Dr. Bethany Blue versus Jay Jerry Johnson for the Hardcore Championship!
(This causes loud cheers to come from the crowd, and Captain Charisma continues.)
Captain Charisma: This is bound to be a great match knowing we have a two-time Interwire Champion going up against the current Hardcore Champion, and I don’t want to waste anymore time. Jay Jerry Johnson, Dr. Bethany Blue, I’m sure you two would like to find out what kind of match you’ll be competing in at Bloodsport, so if you don’t mind, I’d like you both to come out here so we can all find out together.
(Captain Charisma waits, but it doesn’t take long for ‘There Is Surely Tomorrow’ by WAGAMAMA RAKIA to hit. A mixed reaction comes from the fans in attendance, as Jay Jerry Johnson can be seen beginning to walk out with a microphone in his hand. He has a calm look on his face as he stares at the wheel inside of the ring, beginning to walk down the ramp.)
Rich Russillo: Jay Jerry Johnson is here to spin the wheel, and I have to agree with what Thadd said. I’m interested in finding out what stipulation the wheel lands on.
Thadd Blazevich: Same here, bro! Jay and Bethany are some real good wrestlers, so I bet this match is gonna be amazing.
Persephone: I don’t see the appeal. As long as the match gets some stipulation worth watching I’ll be satisfied, I guess. Not like there’s anything else about this worth looking forward to.
(Jay Jerry Johnson makes it into the ring and joins Captain Charisma, approaching the wheel. However, before either of them are able to say something, ‘Somebody Get Me A Doctor’ by Van Halen hits. The fans immediately begin to loudly boo, and Dr. Bethany Blue storms out with a microphone in her hand, as well as the Hardcore Championship around her waist. She doesn’t look impressed as she looks inside of the ring, and wastes no time heading to the ring.)
Rich Russillo: Well it looks like the Champion has some words to get off her chest, as she wasted no time making her way out here! Judging by the look on her face, I don’t think she is too pleased about recent events, either.
Persephone: So what? I’m not happy having to see her every week, yet here she is.
Thadd Blazevich: Come on, lighten up! I think Bethany Blue is cool, you saw her Pain for Pride match right?
Persephone: Shut up, that was only good because there were no rules. Hopefully the wheel lands on something good, maybe then I won’t have to see her or Jay again when this is over.
(Dr. Bethany Blue walks up the steel steps and enters the ring, before approaching Captain Charisma. The fans are still booing as the Hardcore Champion’s entrance music fades out, but she begins to speak.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: I get that for whatever reason this is tradition here on Voltage, but what’s the point in doing all of this to find out what the stipulation would be for a match that’ll be one-sided no matter what? Jay Jerry Johnson is a hack, and I’m not sure how much more obvious it could be that he’s not going to walk away from Bloodsport as Champion. Spinning that wheel is accomplishing nothing besides wasting time. I’ve been here for a long time. You should already understand the kind of Elitist I am, so you should already know that no matter what that wheel lands on, I’ll be leaving Bloodsport as Champion while Jay Jerry Johnson is sent to the back of the line. This isn’t a match that’ll be close, so we might as well just skip this part and-
Jay Jerry Johnson: Bethany, the only person wasting time right now is you. We were asked to come out here and spin the wheel and quite frankly, I’d like to know what kind of stipulation we’ll be seeing at Bloodsport. Whether you like it or not I’m the one that’ll be challenging you in a few weeks, and I couldn’t care less whether or not you’re okay with that. You may feel however you want about the outcome of this match, but if you’re going to keep running your mouth about how inevitable your victory is, could you at least do it after we’ve spun the wheel?
(After this the Champion looks at Jay Jerry Johnson, as if she is surprised he would say something like that.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: Excuse me? You should be grateful that you even have this opportunity. Anyone can tell that you’re not fit for this and that you don’t have a chance to take this Championship from me, but here you are still being given the chance to try. You don’t deserve this and you know it, so the least you could do is show your Champion some respect.
Jay Jerry Johnson: Respect? What’s there to respect? You have made it clear for weeks that you don’t want to face me, and I have yet to back down because regardless of your opinions on me, I know I have what it takes to become the Hardcore Champion. I am not a two-time Interwire Champion for no reason. I’ve accomplished everything I have because I was capable of reaching those heights, and even after losing the Championship I have yet to slow down. I don’t care for the back and forth, especially not when we have a match. I’m here to get this over with, and that’s it.
(The two Elitists stare at each other, but before things could get any more heated, Captain Charisma interjects.)
Captain Charisma: Alright, I can see that tensions are high, but just remember that there’s a reason I asked the two of you to come out here right now. I know you both have your own opinions on this Bloodsport match, but the match is happening and I think everyone here deserves to know what kind of match it’ll be. Bethany, since you’re the Champion I will allow you to do the honors. Please, spin the wheel.
(Dr. Bethany Blue stares at Captain Charisma, before eventually just turning and approaching the wheel. While still not amused by any of this, she spins the wheel, watching as it scrolls past the many different stipulations. The fans eagerly wait as the wheel begins to slow down, and even Captain Charisma appears interested in seeing what it’ll finally land on. Eventually the wheel stops, and what it lands on appears to surprise the Commissioner.)
Captain Charisma: I can’t say I expected that! Bethany, Jay… You two will be facing off in THREE STAGES OF HELL!!!
(As expected, this causes the crowd to explode with cheers.)
Rich Russillo: WOW! Three stages of hell!?
Thadd Blazevich: Awesome, dude! That’s gonna be fire!
Persephone: I’ll ignore that stupid pun. At least that stipulation isn’t completely disappointing.
(Dr. Bethany Blue and Jay Jerry Johnson stare at each other, and both appear to be focused after hearing the stipulation said by Captain Charisma. After a moment, the Commissioner continues.)
Captain Charisma: It’s been a while since we had a stipulation like this on Voltage, so let me explain how this will go. Dr. Bethany Blue, as the Champion you will choose the first stipulation for this match. Jay Jerry Johnson will choose the second. Of course, this being a three stages of hell match means that there is a good chance we will make it to a third match, and should this be the case, I will be the one choosing the stipulation for it. All the details regarding this match will be shared next week including the three stipulations we will be using, and I have to say, I can’t wait to find out what you two come up with.
(The fans are cheering, excited for the upcoming match between the two Elitists, especially after finding out what the stipulation will be. However, Dr. Bethany Blue just laughs, as if she is not taking this seriously as she begins to speak.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: Really? What’s the point in coming up with a stipulation for the third match when we’re not even going to make it that far? This doesn’t change anything. At first I thought I’d have to just put Jay down and walk away. Now it looks like I’ll have to do it twice, but that’s no problem. I will dispose of him two times in a row, so to everyone cheering about this being three stages of hell, I wouldn’t get your hopes up. We won’t be making it to the third match, and Jay Jerry Johnson will not even come close to getting his hands on my Hardcore Championship. I said that this would be a waste of time, and as I expected, this turned out to be exactly that. A waste of time, and nothing else.
(Immediately the fans begin to boo once more, but Jay Jerry Johnson begins to respond.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: You can try to stop me, but I don’t intend to walk into Bloodsport just to lose. I’m here to become Champion, and all you’re accomplishing with all of these promises is setting yourself up to be humiliated once Bloodsport arrives. You’re not the first to try and doubt me and I don’t expect you to be the last either, because that’s how this place works. However, I’m not interested in sitting here and listening to your cheap insults. I now know that this will be a three stages of hell match, and beyond that I’ll be the one choosing the second stipulation. If you really think this will be some easy match for you to coast through with another successful Championship defense, your biggest problem won’t be the stipulation, or even your opponent. You’ll lose your title to me, and it’ll happen because of your own ego.
Dr. Bethany Blue: How many times do you think I’ve heard something like that before, Jay? I’m not new to this. I’ve held Championship after Championship throughout my career and I did it all with people over the years telling me the exact same thing that you are right now. For some reason I’m expected to believe that the confidence I earned will be my undoing, but what about yours? You’ve never defeated an opponent like me. You don’t know what it’s like competing at the level that I’m at, but you still walked out expecting to be the one that takes this Championship from me right after I managed to be one of the only two Champions to retain their title at Pain for Pride. That’s the definition of arrogance Jay, and you’ll pay for it come Bloodsport.
Jay Jerry Johnson: I suppose we’ll see then, won’t we? I don’t regret answering the call and challenging you to Bloodsport. I know I have what it takes to take the Hardcore Championship from you, and if you want to prove me wrong, you’ll just have to defeat me once Bloodsport arrives. Either way, I don’t plan to allow you to walk away from this with a smile on your face. It won’t be that easy.
(Dr. Bethany Blue remains silent for a moment, just shaking her head before removing her Hardcore Championship from her waist and holding it towards Jay Jerry Johnson’s face.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: Get a good look at this title, Jay. I’ve been holding it since Grand Rampage and since then have proven to be the greatest thing to ever happen to it. Defeating me and ending the run that I’m on is not an option, and if everyone else here is okay with you screwing yourself over and costing yourself the chance to start your season off the right way, that’s fine with me. I just hope you realize that when this is done, you’re not getting another chance. You’re going to the back of the line, and you’ll have to admit that I was completely right about you.
(The fans boo, but the two Elitists just stare at each other as Dr. Bethany Blue places her Championship on her shoulder. Captain Charisma watches to make sure a fight doesn’t break out between them, but despite the high tensions, it doesn’t look like this will happen after all.)
Rich Russillo: Strong words by both Elitists there, and to their credit, I think they both have good reason to believe that they will leave Bloodsport as Champion. I suppose all we can do now is wait and see which one will actually get the job done!
Thadd Blazevich: That stip is crazy, man. Jay Jerry Johnson is my guy, but Dr. Bethany Blue is real wicked too. This match can totally go either way, but it wouldn’t be any fun if we already knew who’d win, am I right?
Persephone: It doesn’t change anything for me because I don’t care who wins. All that matters is that they kill each other and it’s extremely bloody. Thankfully, with a stipulation like this they might do exactly that.
(The camera shows one last shot of the staredown between Dr. Bethany Blue and Jay Jerry Johnson, who are able to resist fighting knowing that they have a match coming up, where they’ll have to team up with each other. The two Elitists both appear to be focused, and ready for Bloodsport where they will be facing each other for the Hardcore Championship. From there, Voltage begins to fade away from ringside.)
(Promotional ad for Bloodsport, where Jay Jerry Johnson faces Dr. Bethany Blue for the Hardcore Championship in a Three Stages of Hell match.)
(Voltage returns to ringside, and at the ring is Dr. Bethany Blue and Jay Jerry Johnson, who are still in the ring following the reveal of their Bloodsport match stipulation. At ringside is the EAW World Champion Adam Lucas, who had made his way out during the break for this match.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A TAG TEAM MATCH SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
Bella Braxton: ALREADY IN THE RING…RESIDING IN BOCA RATON, FLORIDA…WEIGHING IN AT 125 POUNDS…THE EAW HARDCORE CHAMPION…SHE IS DOCTOOOOORRR BETTHHANNNY BLLUEEEE!
Rich Russillo: The Hardcore Champion and her partner have had several confrontations in the past weeks! How is she going to feel teaming up with her challenger? Surely, there has to be some tension here tonight.
Bella Braxton: AND HER PARTNER…FROM CHICAGO, ILLINOIS…WEIGHING IN AT 223 POUNDS…HE IS “THE ARTIST”…JJJAAAAYYYYY JERRRYYYY JOOHNNNSSOOON!
Thadd Blazevich: Like you were saying, there has to be some sort of tension here. These two are focused dude. They are. But I’ve seen people throw away matches trying to one up their rival. Plus, I don’t think two wrestlers could be any more different than Triple J and Blue!
(He paces back and forth in the ring, keep his eyes locked on the stage. ‘Kostas’ by Westside Gunn, Conway the Machine & Benny the Butcher begins to play and the crowd roars, cheering as loud as they can. Cody Maverick walks out on the stage with a smirk on his face.)
Bella Braxton: AND THEIR OPPONENTS…FIRST…FROM LAS VEGAS, NEVADA…WEIGHING IN AT 235 POUNDS…HE IS THE “SIN CITY SUPERSTAR”…COOOODDDY MMAVVVVERRIICCCKK!
Persephone: Yeah, I guess you guys have a point. Maverick also has to team up with his bloodsport opponent. He should just ambush him off the jump. But then again, that’s not his style. I guess he’ll have to work together to get some momentum.
(He walks down to the ring with absolute confidence, talking to the fans on the way. He then leaps up onto the apron and talks some trash to his opponents. ‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke begins to play as Chris Elite now emerges onto the stage. The crowd continues to cheer for him as he heads down the ramp, looking focused.)
Bella Braxton: AND HIS PARTNER…FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK…WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS…HE IS “GAWD GIVEN GREATNESS”…CHHHRRRIIISSS ELLLITTTTEEE!
Rich Russillo: These two will be entering the Cage of Death at Bloodsport. An absolutely brutal match but it is a massive opportunity. Both teams are going to put all that to the side tonight. They have to deal with the present threats, not the future ones.
(Chris Elite hops up onto the apron next to Maverick. The two nod at each other before entering the ring. The official sends the teams to their corners and then calls for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: That’s the bell and it looks like we are getting underway here with some tag team action! We have Jay Jerry Johnson and Cody Maverick starting things off for us here! They two meet in the middle of the ring, going in for that lock-up! It’s Johnson though that is slip get the upperhand here, getting his opponent into the headlock! From there, he takes Maverick down to the mat! The Sin City Superstar turns things around, prying his opponent’s arm off around his neck! He replies with the arm lock! Twisting that arm and letting Johnson know he’s in control!
Persephone: That doesn’t last very long. Johnson gets him with a massive kick right to the stomach! Maverick staggers back and releases him! Triple J looks to follow that up as he lunges forward with a lariat! Cody Maverick counters! HE GETS HIM WITH THE HIP TOSS! Johnson’s big behind bounces off the mat and he tries to scramble back up onto his feet! But Maverick is able to follow that up with a forearm smash! He knocks his opponent back into the corner! He then climbs up and raises his right hand in the air. Wow, look at these people cheering. For boring-ass punches.
Thadd Blazevich: WOAH BRO! Jay Jerry Johnson doesn’t even let the first fist make contact! He slips behind his opponent and delivers a brutal kick to the back of his leg! Maverick falls down and smacks his head off the back of the mat! Oh man, he might not remember where he is after that one! He’s hanging though in that corner, his legs trapped in the ropes! Johnson begins to climb up onto the tope…AND I THINK HE’S GOING TO GO FOR THAT DOUBLE FOOT STOMP!
Rich Russillo: BUT MAVERICK PULLS HIMSELF UP AND TRIES TO GRAB ONTO JOHNSON INSTEAD! HE TRIES TO GET HIM IN POSITION FOR A SUPERPLEX…BUT JOHNSON SHOVES HIM BACK! MAVERICK BACKFLIPS OFF THE TOP ROPE AND LANDS ON HIS FEET! JOHNSON FEIGNS A DIVE OFF THE TOP AND MAVERICK GOES TO CATCH HIM! Instead, Johnson lands on his feet…AND ROCKS HIM WITH A DROPKICK INSTEAD! He gets him square in the chest!
Persephone: From there, he takes hold of his opponent’s leg! He tries to lock in that ankle lock but Maverick is not being very cooperative. Instead, Maverick quickly moves towards the ropes, getting his hand on the bottom one. The official tells Johnson to release the hold and he does! As soon as Maverick is back on his feet…HE’S ROCKED BY A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! Damn, that one had some hate behind it. He pulls him back towards him and gets him up! BRAINBUSTER!
Thadd Blazevich: I don’t think so dude! Maverick brings his knee down on the head of his opponent! He’s dropped back down to his feet instead! He then gets him with a big right hand! FOLLOWED BY A ROLLING ELBOW! My man is going off in there, as he lifts up the dazed Johnson! HE GETS HIM WITH THE FISHERMAN’S BUSTER! The look has been hooked and the cover is made!
ONE!
TW-
Rich Russillo: But Johnson is able to get that shoulder up! Maverick doesn’t seem all that surprised…in fact he’s ready to keep this one rolling! He reaches down and takes Johnson by the head! HE LIFTS HIM UP IN POSITION FOR THAT VERTICAL SUPLEX! Wow, what a show of strength from the Sin City Superstar here! BUT JOHNSON IS ABLE TO SHIFT HIS WEIGHT! He manages to get behind his opponent and land on his feet! HE THEN GETS HIM WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!
Persephone: Ooof, looks like Cody has gone down. Right on his neck too. Johnson decides to share with his partner here. Heading towards the corner to make the tag to Dr. Bethany Blue!
TAG!
Thadd Blazevich: I’m psyched to see The Doctor in action here! And she’s getting started in a gnarly way! As her opponent is getting up…SHE DRILLS HIM WITH THAT RUNNING KNEE LIFT! Maverick is back down in an instant! Blue looks to add additional damage here, reaching down and taking hold of his arm! SHE PULLS HIM IN FOR THAT RIPCORD FOREARM! IT CONNECTS! She then looks for the cover!
ONE!
TW-
Rich Russillo: And now Maverick gets that shoulder up! Not even letting it get to a two count! Seems like Bethany Blue might need to do some extra damage here guys! She takes hold of Maverick and positions him near the corner turnbuckle! She then makes her way up to the middle one! SHE LOOKS FOR THAT KNEE DROP TO THE CHEST! MAVERICK THOUGH IS ABLE TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY! He rolls back to his feet and heads towards his own corner! HE MAKES THE TAG TO ELITE!
Persephone: Oh boy, Elite practically leaps over the ropes to get into this one! He rushes towards Bethany Blue and immediately looks for that discus clothesline! She’s able to duck right underneath! BUT HE TURNS BACK AROUND AND GETS HER ON THE OTHER SIDE! He really wasn’t going to let her get out of that one. He doesn’t seem to be done yet, looking to get her up onto her shoulders! HERE COMES A MOMENT OF CLARITY FOR BLUE!
Thadd Blazevich: Not yet dude! She slides off the shoulders and takes hold of his arms! SHE TRIES TO GET HIM WITH THAT TIGER SUPLEX! Elite tears one of his arms away and takes hold of her! HE ROLLS HER FORWARD WITH A SNAPMARE! He then leans down and gets right in her face! BITCHMAKER! MY BRO JUST SLAPPED BETHANY!
Rich Russillo: That might not have been that good of an idea folks! I think a pissed off Doctor is the last thing you need for your health! Chris Elite though looks to keep running the odds, standing above his opponent and riling up the crowd! He then goes to the run the ropes! He’s building up some speed before trotting right over to his opponent! HERE COMES THE PEOPLE’S MOONSAULT!
Persephone: But Blue rolls out of the way! Elite lands on the mat face first instead! He manages to get back up but as soon as he does…BLUE GETS HIM WITH A CHOP BLOCK TO THE BACK OF THE LEG! It gives out from him in an instant and hopefully we’re about to see a concentrated effort from Blue here. Sick and tired of all the flips and shit. Blue gets a running start…AND DELIVERS A KNEE RIGHT TO HIS JAW! Seems like she just took back control now.
Thadd Blazevich: She definitely did! Not where you want to be if you’re Elite! She brings him back up onto his feet! She then lifts him up, getting him in position for fallaway slam! BUT ELITE IS TENACIOUS! He drives some elbows into the side of her head! She has no choice but to drop him back down! From there…SNOOZE! HE GETS HER WITH THE UPPERCUT! She might be knocked out there! But Elite isn’t looking for the cover yet! He reaches down and pulls her up back up…AND THEN INTO THE AIR! HE WANTS THAT SIT-OUT POWERBOMB!
Rich Russillo: But it doesn’t seem like he’s going to get it quite yet! She keeps swinging down fists, refusing to let him connect! BUT ELITE DOES IT ANYWAYS! HE GETS HER WITH THE SIT-OUT POWERBOMB AND BRIDGES STRAIGHT INTO THE COVER! Could this be it?
ONE!
TW-
Persephone: Apparently not. She kicks out right before a two count. Elite doesn’t seem satisfied with that at all. He makes his way out onto the apron! HE THEN LEAPS UP ONTO THE ROPES! HERE COMES THE SPRINGBOARD FROG SPLASH!
Thadd Blazevich: Another high risk, no reward move tonight bros! Blue brings up her knees to meet the stomach of her opponent! Elite might have the air driven right out of him with that one! She takes a moment to recover and gets ready to do some damage! BLUE STARTS THINGS OFF WITH A CORKSCREW ELBOW! She drives it right into the center of his chest making sure he’s down for the time being!
Rich Russillo: She then gets him up once again…in position for that fallaway slam! AND THIS TIME SHE GETS IT! Another big move from The Doctor and I think her opponent is heading towards critical condition! She makes her way up onto the top rope! She’s stalking Elite, waiting for him to get back on his feet! The moment he does…SHE COMES DOWN WITH THE MISSILE DROPKICK! IT LANDS PERFECTLY! But she doesn’t go cover, instead she heads over to the corner makes a tag!
TAG!
Persephone: Oh great, it’s Jay Jerry Johnson. He walks over to Elite and gets him with the switchblade kick right on the spine! He then gets right up from behind on his opponent! AND HE LOCKS ELITE IN THE REAR NAKED CHOKE! Damn, it looks like he might want to put his opponent to sleep here. I don’t think Elite is feeling tuckered out yet. I know I sure am watching this one.
Thadd Blazevich: Elite grabs the arms of his opponent and tries to pry them off of him! He can’t find his grip, so instead he gets up and begins marching towards the corner! HE’S GOT HIS ARM EXTENDED TOWARDS HIS PARTNER! BUT JOHNSON STILL HAS THE HOLD LOCKED IN! My dude is just relentless tonight! Elite manages to get free enough…SO HE DUCKS DOWN AND GETS JOHNSON WITH THE HEADSHOT! He then kips back up and heads to the corner for the tag!
TAG!
Rich Russillo: In comes Maverick now and it seems like he and Elite might work together here! Elite gets his opponent up onto his shoulders in the firearm’s carry position! HE SPINS HIM AROUND RIGHT INTO DISCUS PUNCH FROM MAVERICK! Two spins right there and perhaps a knock out blow! Maverick hooks the leg for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Persephone: Looks like the power of teamwork didn’t do jack. Johnson still manages to kick out of that! Maverick isn’t going to waste much time here! He lifts him back up to his feet and gets him with a knife edge chop! He manages to back him into the corner with another one! AND THEN HE STARTS GOING OFF WITH THE MACHINE GUN CHOPS! He is just absolutely going rapid fire here! Triple J might be in single digit health after this.
Rich Russillo: AND NOW HE DRAGS HIS OPPONENT BACK TOWARDS THE CENTER OF THE RING! HE DROPS HIM DOWN WITH THE NECKBREAKER! AND NOW HE SHOUTS HIS NAME FOR THE WHOLE CROWD TO HEAR IT!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT JOHNSON SWEEPS HIS LEG OUT FROM UNDER HIM! He gets back up to his feet and as Maverick attempts to get back to his…HE GETS MET BY THAT STEP-UP RUNNING SOCCER KICK! Jay Jerry Johnson is fighting back here and he has no intention of letting up on Maverick! HE FIRES OFF A PENALTY KICK, GETTING HIM RIGHT IN THE SPINE! HE THEN REACHES DOWN AND DRAGS HIM BACK UP! DUDE! GERMAN SUPLEX TIME!
Persephone: BUT MAVERICK GIVES HIM AN ELBOW IN THE FACE INSTEAD! He then grabs his opponent and sends him into the ropes with the irish whip! HE GETS HIM UP FOR THE DEEP END! BUT JOHNSON IS ABLE GRAB THE HEAD OF HIS OPPONENT! GUILLOTINE CHOKE! Wow, he takes him to the ground and everything.
Rich Russillo: But it doesn’t seem to be for long, as Maverick begins to lift up his opponent! We’ve definitely seen this type of display of power from Maverick before! BUT AS HE’S LIFTED UP, JOHNSON RELEASES THE HOLD AND LANDS ON HIS FEET! HE THEN GETS A QUICK BACK ELBOW! FOLLOWED BY THAT RIGHT HOOK! AND THEN THE LARIAT TO FINISH IT! He calls that combination the Knockout Artist and it’s easy to understand why!
Thadd Blazevich: And now things Jay Jerry Johnson really wants to secure that win for his team! He gets in position and begins stalking his opponent like a snake hunting it’s prey! HE GOES FOR THE DRAGONSLAYER ON MAVERICK! BUT HIS OPPONENT DUCKS UNDER IT! MAVERICK THEN GOES FOR A CLOTHESLINE! BUT JOHNSON COUNTERS WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! FOLLOWED BY A JUMPING SINGLE LEG DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF HIS OPPONENT’S HEAD! BIG HIT BRO! He looks for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Persephone: But Maverick is able to power out of that one! Johnson seems frustrated that it didn’t get the job done. Maybe he should try a little harder or something. Instead it seems like he’s going to the corner to let his partner back in!
TAG!
Rich Russillo: AND NOW THE DOCTOR IS BACK IN! This is looking very, very bad for Maverick now as she zeroes in on him! AND SHE DOES NOT WASTE A MOMENT HERE LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! BLUE GOES RIGHT IN FOR THAT CONCUSSION PROTOCOL! Maverick though is able to roll out of the way and he tries to get to his corner! BUT SHE COMES IN FROM BEHIND WITH A CHOP BLOCK TARGETING THE KNEE! He was close but no tag is being made quite yet!
Thadd Blazevich: She takes him by the arm and tries to pull him up for that ripcord forearm! BRO DOES NOT CARE AT ALL! HE DUCKS RIGHT UNDER IT AND THEN LEAPS UP FOR THAT NECKBREAKER! He takes the Doctor and then heads over to the corner and makes the tag in to Chris Elite!
TAG!
Persephone: And now Chris Elite is the legal man now! It looks we’re going to see some more combined effort from these two. Maverick gets her up in position for a powerbomb! HE THEN DROPS HER RIGHT INTO THE SNOOZE BY ELITE! Damn, that’s definitely going to give the Doctor a head injury. It’s a good thing she just diagnose herself.
Rich Russillo: I’m not sure that’s exactly how it works but nonetheless…Elite is looking to add something little extra here! He takes hold of Blue…AND DROPS HER INTO THE MAT WITH THE FACE VALUE! THE HAMMERLOCK DDT CONNECTS AND HERE COMES THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
Thadd Blazevich: Oh bro, that wasn’t enough! The good doctor is still able to kick out before a three count! Elite doesn’t seem all that surprised though and I think he’s moving into the button mashing phase! He picks Blue off of the mat! HE THEN GETS HER POSITION FOR THE DEAD ROSES! BUT AS SWINGS BACK, SHE GETS OUT OF IT! She positions herself directly behind her opponent…AND THEN GETS HIM WITH THE TIGER SUPLEX!
Persephone: The bald head of Elite smashes off the ground in a pretty funny way. He rolls back to his feet but his opponent stays on top of him! Blue grabs him and gets him up in position for the vertical suplex! It looks like she’s holding him there for a minute…clearly trying to keep us all in suspense. AND THEN SHE DROPS HIM INTO THE MAT! What a surprise.
Rich Russillo: She isn’t done yet though! She wants to finish Elite off here! She waits for him to get back to his feet…AND THEN RUSHES FORWARD FOR THAT TJD! BUT ELITE DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY OF THE SUPERKICK! HE THEN BLASTS HER HALFWAY ACROSS THE RING WITH THE POUNCE! Both competitors are looking pretty worn out here but they want to keep going! Both of them make it back to their feet…AND MEET IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
Thadd Blazevich: Blue manages to get the edge! SHE DROPS DOWN AND GETS HIM WITH A CHOP BLOCK TO THE KNEE! She then begins to run the ropes, building up some knee! HERE COMES THAT RUNNING KNEE LIFT! BUT ELITE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! As she turns around, he gets near her and rocks her with another snooze! She stumbles back into the corner! HE THEN RUNS FORWARD AND GETES HER WITH THE HAWK EM! The double knees connect and I think Elite has the advantage here!
Persephone: From there, he drags her back towards the center of the ring! He then begins that climb up onto the top rope! Thankfully, I think we all know what comes next! Elite looks down at Blue…AND THEN TAKES OFF WITH AIMIN FOR THE MOON!
Rich Russillo: BUT BLUE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! Chris Elite’s Swanton 450 Splash collides with the mat! You can see the pain shoot throughout his body! You can see a smile on Blue’s face! She knows that she can take advantage of this! She climbs up onto the middle rope! SHE GOES FOR THE KNEE DROP AIMED RIGHT AT THE CHEST OF HER OPPONENT! BUT ELITE NOW AVOIDS IT!
Thadd Blazevich: My dude manages to get up! AND THEN HE GETS HER WITH THE OPP SPOTTER! BROS…I THINK THIS ONE IS OVER! All Chris Elite has to do now is finish it!
Persephone: He might struggle with that….
Rich Russillo: ADAM LUCAS IS HERE! HE JUST PULLED MAVERICK RIGHT OFF THE APRON! The referee didn’t see it but Elite sure did! He’s heading right over to that side of the ring and now he’s getting in a shouting match with Lucas! He should be keeping his eyes on his opponent, not on the man who isn’t involved in the match!
Thadd Blazevich: But it seems like Doctor Bethany Blue is able to get back up on her feet! And Elite finally turns around and RIGHT INTO THAT TJD! He gets knocked straight down and it’s going to get worse from here! With a smirk on her face…SHE FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH THE CONCUSSION PROTOCOL! I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS DUDES! NO WAY IT’S ABOUT TO END LIKE THIS! SHE GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Somebody Get Me A Doctor” by Van Halen begins to play, and the fans are loudly booing as Blue rolls off of her opponent. She takes a moment before getting back to her feet, meanwhile Jay Jerry Johnson is in the corner looking less than impressed.)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…DOOOOCTTTOORRR BETTHANNNY BLUUUEE AND JAAAY JERRRY JOHHNNNSSONN!
Rich Russillo: Quite frankly, I am shocked at how this one ended here folks. That was a strong showing from both teams! In spite of that, Adam Lucas came to the aid of his wife! He cost Chris Elite this match!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, there is a reason they say beware the unusual element. This sort of thing felt like an inevitability! Great effort from Elite and Maverick! I’m sure they’ll have to a lot to say about it!
Persephone: Or do about it. LOOKS LIKE MAVERICK IS GOING RIGHT AFTER LUCAS! The two begin to brawl and it looks like they’re heading inside the ring! LUCAS GOES FOR RIGHT HAND BUT MAVERICK CATCHES IT! HE THEN DRIVES HIM INTO THE CORNER! Damn, he’s just taking all sorts of body shots and head shots. Not letting this man guard anything!
Rich Russillo: Doctor Blue doesn’t seem to take kindly to what Maverick is doing here! She approaches this beatdown looking to save her husband from a wrathful Sin City Superstar! And now…
(As she raises her arm to attack Maverick from behind, someone catches it. She turns her head to see who it is.)
Thadd Blazevich: TRIPLE J! Dude does not like what he’s seeing here! HE ABSOLUTELY ROCKS HER WITH A GNARLY KNEE STRIKE! She stumbles back, AND JAY JERRY JOHNSON HITS HER WITH PRETTY VISITOR, CAUSING BETHANY TO ROLL OUT OF THE RING! This is pretty wild!
Rich Russillo: ADAM LUCAS SHOVES CODY MAVERICK OUT OF THE CORNER- BUT CODY RUNS IN AND DROPS THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION WITH LIGHTS OUT, CAUSING ADAM TO ROLL OUT OF THE RING ALONGSIDE THE HARDCORE CHAMPION!!!
Persephone: Well, I guess you could say they have some weird moral victory or something. Blue and Lucas are looking pretty pissed out there.
(The camera pans to the angry couple on the outside who are heading back up the ramp, still hurt from the attack. Jay Jerry Johnson and Cody Maverick stand tall inside the ring, looking ready for a fight. Finally, the camera pans on Chris Elite who’s leaned up against the barricade, clearly looking disappointed with the loss. It then fades.)
(The scene pans to backstage, as Miku Sakai can be seen minding her own business as she has her arms crossed, with her eye keenly kept on the monitor before her eyes squint as she sees the reflection of a figure walking toward her from said monitor.)
???: MIKU! There you are!
(A very heavy sigh can be heard seen from Miku as she looks upward with her eyes closed, seemingly defeated.)
Miku Sakai: (muttering) I recognize that ear-shattering, stupid ass voice from anywhere on this dumb planet.
(ARIA speeds herself up to Miku, exhaling sharply as Miku keeps her own back turned away from ARIA while the still freshly returning elitist is keeping herself properly composed.)
ARIA: Miku, c’mon, can we just–
Miku Sakai: Go away.
ARIA: But–
Miku Sakai: Away.
ARIA: MIKU–
Miku Sakai: Now.
(ARIA scoffs as she’s shaking her own head, as Miku continues to maintain her stance, keeping herself turned away from ARIA and keeps her arms crossed as well. ARIA is glancing downward as Miku is continuously shutting her down despite all of her attempts to speak to her already. The tension is difficult to ignore, as ARIA takes a step forward while refusing to back away.)
ARIA: Miku, seriously, this just needs to stop. I just want to know what the hell is going on! That’s all! I understand that this has all felt really tumultuous since returning back to the fold, you’ve had to go through your own trouble ever since & I get that more than anybody! I really do understand that!
Miku Sakai: ARIA–
ARIA: But I just really have to question you on so much that has transpired as of late, my return here to EAW hasn’t been all sunshine & rainbows but at the very least, I’m still doing my best to figure everything out that I possibly can and see what’s happening for myself as well. I don’t know where your head is really at, Miku, but I can still try to see just what you really think about all of this regardless of how you’ve been blowing off any discussion with me. There’s no need to keep avoiding this between us, it’s just not gonna go away ‘cause you want it to! I want some clear answers for myself too!
(Miku takes a deep breath, maintaining her stance exactly as she is while refusing to look at ARIA for a single moment, shaking her own head.)
Miku Sakai: Yourenothereyourenothereyourenothere.
ARIA: Are you kidding me…? We used to be on good terms before I had to go! We were just fine, there were no issues between us after everything that we have been through, I left EAW but that didn’t stop us from remaining on terms that were more than just fine amongst us both! You understood that. I understood how last week didn’t do us any favors, but that still shouldn’t stop me from just trying to understand precisely where you are coming from here, that’s the least that I deserve.
Miku Sakai: Oh. My. God.
(Miku takes another deep breath, her eyes remaining shut as she continues to shake her own head vigorously as ARIA is utterly confused by this suppression that Miku is maintaining for herself.)
Miku Sakai: I told you… Literally, last week, exactly seven days ago on the dot, probably by the precise fucking second if I gave two fucks to even count, that you vanished out of thin air never to be seen again for the rest of the season. You left, and that was that. I was off to meddle around, practically undergoing the most depleting time of my fucking life while you were nowhere to be found afterward. So, WITH THAT SAID, I REITERATE–I want, NOTHING to do with you. That should be all that we could possibly leave it at, ‘cause I’m just sick of you trying to pry your bullshit into my life right about now. That’s all that it needs to be left at. Now fuck off.
(ARIA squints her eyes in disbelief as she proceeds to shake her own head now, stepping toward her while maintaining a calm & focused expression as she looks to continue speaking once more.)
ARIA: So that’s what it’s really all about? How I left you behind to rot despite how we remained on good terms before I left? So what is it really all about if I can’t just get a straight forward answer here?? This becomes my problem to solve too, you know? My–
Miku Sakai: HOLY FUCK!!!
(Miku immediately turns herself to ARIA after seemingly removing an item from her hip, pointing it directly at ARIA.)
ARIA: WHAT THE–
Miku Sakai: I PULLED A GUN ON YOU ONCE, BITCH! DON’T MIND DOING IT AGAIN! BACK UP! YOUR WHAT??? REPEAT THAT????
(ARIA takes a step back as she is absolutely wide-eyed, cut off by Miku pointing a gun directly at her face as she raises her own hands.)
ARIA: MY–MY–
Miku Sakai: MY? MY? WHAT’RE YOU, A FUCKIN’ SEAGULL??? REAL WORDS!
ARIA: EXCUSE ME FOR HAVING A PISTOL POINTED AT MY FACE AGAIN??????
Miku Sakai: Okay, and???? It should be less shocking the second time!! WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE??? FUCK OFF!
(ARIA does not listen to Miku, remaining headstrong as she shakes her head and keeps on glaring at Miku with great resolve within her eyes as she stood her ground however she possibly could.)
ARIA: You know what, Miku? Fine. I get it. There really is no way of properly solving this with just words, I guess I understand that you really don’t want to listen to anything that I’ve got to stay–’cause nothing like having a M1911 aimed directly at my forehead will ever tell me otherwise at this rate.
Miku Sakai: What the fuck, you knew what I was holding just like that? You can only see the fucking barrel–NEVERMIND THAT! THE FUCK’S YOUR POINT??
ARIA: I have tried to solve this through verbal means, but now I am left with no other choice–if you want to stay mad at me ‘cause I left? Go ahead, stay as mad as you would like…
(ARIA exhales deeply, shaking her own head as she looks toward Miku.)
ARIA: Take all of that anger out on me at Bloodsport, Miku.
(Miku tilts her head, as her pessimistic expression begins to dissipate as she lowers the gun after hearing ARIA’s newfound proposition for her, being a match against her at Bloodsport.)
Kiko Sakai: I don’t think that’s–
Miku Sakai: BITCH!
(Miku quickly aims the pistol at Kiko, as Kiko jumps and hides herself in a split second.)
Kiko Sakai: DONTSHOOTDONTSHOOTDONTSHOOT!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Miku Sakai: Oh shit it’s you–don’t scare me like that!!! Where the hell did you even come from anyway???
Kiko Sakai: Oh uh–I’ve been here the whole time, just listening to… well… every word. 🙂
(Kiko switches her glance to ARIA, as she has a particular expression which presents a hint of concern.)
Kiko Sakai: ARIA, I, I know that you think giving this match to Miku is a good idea since talking doesn’t seem to be working but, I don’t think it will be the best idea…
(Miku’s head tilts further in a flabbergasted fashion.)
Miku Sakai: Excuse me???? NEVERMIND! I SHOULD’VE KEPT THIS DAMN THING AIMED AT YOU TOO! I want this match!!! I want this just to shut her ass up for good and make sure that I get all of the time in the world to kick her ass! I don’t need to see anybody try to run from what they should’ve expected to be coming, and that’s exactly what I won’t let happen.
(Miku takes her glare back toward ARIA, as her stare is piercing.)
Miku Sakai: You want this match with me, right??? You aren’t gonna bail out and try to avoid this like you’ve bailed out the last time & left me in the fucking dust, huh???
(ARIA sighs, as she reaffirms her with a nod as she glares toward her as well.)
ARIA: I am here to stay, and you will get what you want. You & I. Bloodsport.
Miku Sakai: Sounds real fuckin’ good to me, I’m in! Enjoy these last few weeks of your comeback, ‘cause it’s gonna end quicker than it could’ve ever taken for you to come back. Later, bitch.
(Miku puts her gun away, though she rests her palm comfortably over the holster to make sure that ARIA sees it equipped as she walks off.)
Kiko Sakai: Uhm–I am REALLY sorry for my sister, ARIA. I knew that was all gonna go wrong somehow, she just doesn’t like you that much for everything that happened the last time you were here! Tricky situation, I am still iffy about it…
ARIA: Yeah, iffy indeed. No worries, looks like another dilemma to be solved through the elitist’s way…
Kiko Sakai: OH! I SHOULD GET GOING, BYE ARIA! MIKU, SLOW DOWN!!!
(Kiko gets to running off to catch up with Miku, as ARIA exhales sharply to herself with the scene soon fading.)
(Commercial for Labubu dolls with Diego Montana.)
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton in the ring.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(‘God Shattering Star’ by Takashi Baba plays, and ARIA walks to both sides of the stage, hyping the fans before striking her pose center stage to a massive ovation. ARIA smiles, welcoming the reaction, and heads down to the ring, making sure to high five a few people along the way, but she is focused ahead of her match tonight.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! Hailing out of Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at 130 pounds…ARIA!!
Thadd Blazevich: Earlier tonight, we found out ARIA has a match against Miku Sakai at Bloodsport.
Rich Russillo: But this a chance to make waves, and build momentum ahead of that with a win over Mr. Cash in the Vault, Hans Grayson!
Thadd Blazevich: Who says there can only be one winner? Because from the way I see it, were all gonna be winners after tonight, getting to witness such a match, dude!
(“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, raising it high for fans in attendance before marching down the ramp, high fiving some along the way.)
Bella Braxton: And her 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 had some time to rest up from his attack by Elysium, but I doubt he’s functioning fully at one-hundred percent.
Thadd Blazevich: Elysium softened him up for her-
Persephone: Yeah, which is going to make ARIA look extra pathetic if she loses.
Rich Russillo: I wouldn’t say that. Hans Grayson is good enough to walk out here on his accord, and he should be good enough to compete as well.
(The referee signals for the bell as both competitors stand in opposing corners.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: It’s split chants for both ARIA and Hans Grayson as neither competitor has left their respective corners, taking a second to soak it in.
Thadd Blazevich: Whoa, the energy of this crowd is rockin, bro!
Rich Russillo: They’ve been a great crowd all night, but are especially loud for what’s our main event of the evening. Two fan favorites squaring off!
Persephone: They aren’t either of my favorites, I can tell you that.
Rich Russillo: Both ARIA and Hans exit their corners, and meet in the middle to shake each other’s hands. A nice show of sportsmanship, which we don’t often see here in Elite Answers Wrestling.
Thadd Blazevich: But it’s rad the rare moments we do. That’s what wrestling is all about!
(Hans and ARIA shake hands briefly before separating slightly, creating space before both initiate a collar and elbow tie-up!)
Rich Russillo: Collar and elbow tie-up starts things off! Hans utilizes his strength advantage over ARIA, backing her into the corner, and keeping her pinned there- albeit momentarily before ARIA slips out behind Hans, and backs into the center.
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA gestures for Hans to come and meet here, and we know that Hans bro isn’t one to back down from a challenge!
Rich Russillo: Grayson closes the distance between himself and ARIA, initiating another collar and elbow tie-up! Hans slips behind ARIA for a rear waistlock, and ARIA tries to pry his hands apart!
Thadd Blazevich: She makes progress through isolating the arm of Grayson, and wrings it to take control of his wrist!
Persephone: See, this is exactly why I wasn’t a fan of this match going in. These two are so worried about sPoRtSmAnShIp, and everything else that doesn’t matter. I know they’re too pussy to cheap shot, so we get get slow starts like these to see who’s the better wrestler.
Thadd Blazevich: Well, this is a wrestling show, Seph.
Persephone: You think anybody comes to Voltage for the wrestling? No, it’s to see elitists kill each other!
Thadd Blazevich: Who says we can’t appreciate what takes place in between? :mjgrin:
Persephone: Me! I do! I don’t want to see this!
Rich Russillo: Respectfully, the crowd carries a total opposite reaction, hanging onto everything these two have done thus far! Even a simple wristlock like ARIA has on, and tightens- BUT HANS GRAYSON PERFORMS A CARTWHEEL, AND COUNTERS THE ARM WRINGER WITH ONE OF HIS OWN!
Thadd Blazevich: THAT WAS SICK FROM HANS GRAYSON! AND HE TRANSITIONS INTO A HAMMERLOCK ON ARIA!
Rich Russillo: ARIA ESCAPES BY COUNTERING INTO A HAMMERLOCK OF HER OWN, SLIPPING BEHIND GRAYSON BEFORE TRANSITIONING INTO A STANDING SIDE HEADLOCK! HANS BACKS ARIA UP AGAINST THE ROPES, AND BOUNCES HER OFF TO ESCAPE!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA REBOUNDS BACK WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE- BUT IT WINDS UP KNOCKING HER BACK INSTEAD!
Rich Russillo: HANS BRACED FOR IT, AND AFTER THEIR SHOULDER TO SHOULDER COLLISION, ARIA STUMBLES BACK! DROPPING TO A KNEE!
(Hans gestures towards the ropes, giving ARIA a free pass to try her hand at him again, confident that she won’t.)
Thadd Blazevich: I don’t speak sign language, but I think Hans is giving her the option to run off the ropes again for another shoulder tackle.
Persephone: She’d have to be an idiot to take this. There’s no way she can knock him down.
Rich Russillo: ARIA ISN’T GOING TO BACK DOWN, AND TAKES GRAYSON UP ON HIS OFFER! RUNNING OFF THE ROPES AGAIN, AND GRAYSON TRIED TO BAIT HER IN FOR ANOTHER MOVE! BUT ARIA HAD IT SCOUTED, SLIDING UNDERNEATH HIS LEGS, AND POPPING TO HER FEET BEHIND HIM!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS SPINS AROUND, AND RIGHT INTO A HURRICANRANA!
(ARIA pops to her feet as Hans scrambles to a knee, having been caught off guard. Grayson holds his back as ARIA taunts him. Hans isn’t bitter, however, and nods. Able to acknowledge that ARIA outsmarted and outmaneuvered him there before rising fully back to his feet.)
Rich Russillo: That is exactly what ARIA’ll have to keep doing if she wants to leave this match the winner. She has to outsmart, outmaneuver Hans. She can’t match him in power, but she can definitely outmatch him in speed.
Thadd Blazevich: Totally, bro! Your breakdown sounds like a sound strategy to me if I was ARIA.
Persephone: I wish you were ARIA, so you could be back inside the ring, and out of my hair for good.
Thadd Blazevich: Not going to get rid of me that easily, Seph! I’m proudly retired, and quite enjoying my role as a commentator actually. :mjgrin:
Persephone: Ugh.
Rich Russillo: After some circling, ARIA and Hans meet in the middle for their third collar and elbow tie-up! Again, Hans slips behind ARIA for a rear waistlock- BUT ARIA ESCAPES IT! SLIPPING BEHIND HIM FOR A WAISTLOCK OF HER OWN AFTER A STANDING SWITCH!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS SLIPS BACK BEHIND ARIA, AND HOISTS HER UP FOR EITHER A REAR WAISTLOCK TAKEDOWN OR GERMAN SUPLEX POSSIBLY! BUT ARIA REVERSES IT WITH AN ARM DRAG!
Rich Russillo: HANS RUSHES TO HIS FEET, AND STAGGERS BACK INTO THE CORNER! ARIA CHARGED IN WITH A FOREARM- BUT HANS DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND ARIA FINDS HERSELF IN THE CORNER NOW AS SHE SPINS AROUND INTO A KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST!
Thadd Blazevich: OUCH! THAT ECHOED THROUGHOUT THE ARENA!
Persephone: About the most exciting thing they’ve done in the match thus far, and that’s saying something.
Rich Russillo: ARIA IS PAIN AFTER THAT ORIGINAL KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO THE CHEST, AND HANS TAGS HER WITH ANOTHER! GRAYSON GRABS HOLD OF HER WRIST, AND WHIPS ARIA INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER!
Thadd Blazevich: NO, WAIT! ARIA TURNED IT AROUND LAST MINUTE, SENDING GRAYSON INSTEAD!
Rich Russillo: HOWEVER, HANS GOES UP AND OVER IN THE CORNER! ARIA HALTS HER MOMENTUM LAST MINUTE FROM HITTING STERNUM FIRST INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AS HANS GRAYSON ROLLS THROUGH TO HIS FEET, AND TAUNTS ARIA!
Thadd Blazevich: SHE TAKES THE BAIT, AND CHARGES AT HANS WHILE HE QUICKLY BACKPEDALS INTO THE CORNER!
Rich Russillo: LESTRADE RUNS RIGHT INTO A BACK ELBOW FROM HANS! KNOCKING HER DOWN TO A KNEE MOMENTARILY AS HANS TURNS HIS BACK TO HER, NOW FACING THE CORNER! GRAYSON SPRINGS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE, AND INTO ARIA FOR A BACKFLIP REVERSE DDT!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT ARIA USES HER FEET TO BACKPEDAL THEM INTO THE CENTER BEFORE HANS COULD PLANT HER, AND ESCAPES THE MOVE WITH A SNAPMARE!
Rich Russillo: HANS ROLLS THROUGH TO HIS FEET, AND SWINGS WILDLY AT ARIA FOR A CLOTHESLINE! BUT ARIA DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND SPEEDS TOWARD THE ROPES FOR A HANDSPRING CUTTER! GOING FOR PHOENIX INJECTION!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HANS GRAYSON DUCKS UNDERNEATH THAT, AND ARIA DOES A WHOLE BACK ROLL OVER HIS BACK! LANDING ONTO HER FEET!
Rich Russillo: GRAYSON SPINS AROUND, HAVING BEEN USED AS A BASE BY ARIA! WHO GOES TO CONNECT WITH A GUT KICK- BUT HANS CATCHES THE BOOT, AND HOLDS IT TO PERFORM A SPINNING LEG SWEEP ON ARIA’S OTHER LEG! DROPPING HER TO THE CANVAS, AND GRAYSON GOES FOR A STANDING MOONSAULT!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT ARIA ROLLS OUT THE WAY, AND SCRAMBLES TO A KNEE! AS HANS GRAYSON LANDS ON HIS KNEE IN WHAT LOOKS LIKE A SUPERHERO LANDING, BRO!
Persephone: Calm down! It wasn’t that impressive.
(Both ARIA and Hans Grayson stare directly into the other’s eyes, finding themselves at a stalemate before rising to their feet. The crowd are electric after such a sequence, and the two circle each other.)
Persephone: Ugh, right back to square one.
Rich Russillo: It’s another collar and elbow tie-up- OR SO WE THOUGHT! AS ARIA HAD OTHER PLANS, SLIPPING BEHIND HANS INSTEAD FOR A REAR WAISTLOCK, AND TAKES HIM DOWN WITH AN OUTSIDE LEG SWEEP! GRAYSON MOVES TO ALL FOURS AS ARIA GETS INTO TURTLE POSITION, KEEPING HOLD OF THAT REAR WAISTLOCK!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA THEN MOVES TO A GROUNDED FRONT FACELOCK ON HANS, WHO POWERS BACK TO HIS FEET WHILE IN IT!
Rich Russillo: HANS TWIRLS OUT OF THE SUBMISSION HOLD WITH AN ARM WRINGER, REGAINING CONTROL OF HER WRIST, AND PULLS ARIA INTO A STANDING SIDE HEADLOCK— QUICKLY TRANSITIONING INTO A SIDE HEALDOCK TAKEDOWN!
Persephone: Oh, brother. Wake me up when real wrestling.
Thadd Blazevich: But… technically, this is-
Persephone: You know what I meant, bozo!
Thadd Blazevich: :whoa: Chill, relax. I’m sensing some hostility, bro.
Persephone: Ya think?
Rich Russillo: HANS GRAYSON WRENCHES ON THE HOLD, HAVING ARIA GROUNDED WITH THAT SIDE HEADLOCK- BUT ARIA USES HER LEGS TO ESCAPE! TRAPPING HANS IN A HEADSCISSORS THAT SHE TIGHTENS AROUND HIS HEAD AND NECK!
Persephone: I’m sure Hans is living out many of the fantasies our horndog fans have. But that isn’t to say ARIA’s hot or anything. They’ll just thirst after anybody.
Thadd Blazevich: HEY! HANS GRAYSON MOVES TO A FRONT NECK BRIDGE, AND HEADSTANDS WHILE IN THE HOLD BEFORE DROPPING DOWN INTO A JACKKNIFE COVER!
Rich Russillo: HANS DOESNT HOOK THE LEGS AS YOU’D USUALLY SEE FROM THAT COVER! WHICH MIGHT COST HIM SOME LEVERAGE AS THE REFEREE BEGINS COUNTING!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA! ARIA BRIDGES UP OFF THE CANVAS, AND SPINS HANS AROUND FOR A BACKSLIDE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT! HANS ROLLS THROUGH TO HIS FEET, AND STAGGERS BACK AGAINST THE ROPES BEFORE BOUNCING OFF! ARIA JUMPS INTO POSITION FOR A DROPDOWN, FORCING HANS TO LEAP OVER HER, AND KEEP HIS MOMENTUM ROLLING AS HE RUNS OFF THE ROPES FOR A SECOND TIME-
Thadd Blazevich: GETTING CAUGHT WITH A DROPKICK AS ARIA POPPED BACK TO HER FEET!
Rich Russillo: GRAYSON’S MOMENTUM WENT TO A SCREECHING HALT AS ARIA DROPPED HIM, AND HE CLUTCHES AT HIS MOUTH AND NOSE! TRYING TO SHAKE THE COBWEBS FREE FROM HIS HEAD AS ARIA CRAWLS INTO THE COVER! LAYING HIM FLAT!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Thadd Blazevich: SHOULDER UP AT TWO!
Persephone: Darn.
Rich Russillo: ARIA doesn’t waste much time, and drags Hans Grayson back to his feet. NAILING HIM WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST THAT SENDS THE FIRE HEART STAGGERING BACK INTO THE CORNER!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA CLOSES IN, AND BLASTS HANS WITH A FOREARM! BUT THAT APPEARS TO HAVE WOKEN HIM UP MORE THAN ANYTHING!
Rich Russillo: GRAYSON SHRUGS OFF THAT FOREARM FROM ARIA, AND FIRES BACK WITH ONE OF HIS OWN FROM THE CORNER! BUT ARIA RESPONDS IN KIND WITH ANOTHER FOREARM!
Thadd Blazevich: FOREARM FROM HANS! FOREARM FROM ARIA! FOREARM FROM HANS! FOREARM FROM ARIA!
Rich Russillo: AND ARIA PACKED A LITTLE MORE UMPH BEHIND THAT ONE, MANAGING TO KNOCK HANS BACK INTO THE CORNER! AND QUICKLY FOLLOWS IT UP WITH ANOTHER KNIFE EDGE CHOP!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans staggers from out the corner, clutching at his chest in pain, which is no doubt stinging from those chops!
Rich Russillo: ARIA catches up, and turns him around! SETTING HANS UP FOR A SNAP SUPLEX- BUT HANS BLOCKS IT BY HOLDING HIS WEIGHT DOWN! AND ARIA TWIRLS BEHIND HANS, TRANSITIONING AS SHE HOOKS HIS ARMS FOR A TIGER SUPLEX!!!
Thadd Blazevich: DUDE! GRAYSON LANDED HIGH ON HIS NECK AND SHOULDERS! HE MIGHT BE OUT!
Rich Russillo: BEAUTIFUL BRIDGE BY ARIA FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: GRAYSON STAYS IN IT!
Persephone: Took them long enough to finally get toward some action. Hans Grayson getting dumped on his head is exactly the stuff I like to see! ARIA next!
Thadd Blazevich: Hans finds himself prone on the canvas, holding the back of his neck in pain. But grits through it, slowly rising back to his feet.
Rich Russillo: ARIA RUNS TOWARD THE ROPES AS GRAYSON GETS TO A KNEE, AND BUILDS MOMENTUM FOR A SCISSORS KICK! TARGETING THE HEAD AND NECK EVEN FURTHER AS ARIA CRAWLS INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Thadd Blazevich: AGAIN, SHOULDER U- WAIT!
Rich Russillo: ARIA WAS EXPECTING IT, AND ROLLS HANS ONTO HIS STOMACH! TRANSITIONING INTO A CROSSFACE! THE CROSSFACE IS ONLY GOING TO DO FURTHER DAMAGE AS ARIA PULLS BACK ON IT! ARIA CONTINUES TARGETING THE HEAD AND NECK AREA, WHICH COULD SOFTEN HIM UP FOR HER BIGGER MOVES LATER! ESPECIALLY “TRUE TO THE NAME!”
Thadd Blazevich: THATS IF SHE CAN GET HIM UP, BRO!
Persephone: For once, I’m with the moron. Is she going to be able to even lift him for that move?
Rich Russillo: TIME WILL TELL, BUT ARIA HAS OTHERS SHE CAN GO TO AS WELL! MAINLY THAT SIGNATURE KNEE STRIKE, “J4A!”
Persephone: What’s that stand for again?
Rich Russillo: Justice 4 All, Persephone.
Persephone: Right, even dumber than I thought.
Rich Russillo: BUT BACK INSIDE THE RING, HANS IS IN TROUBLE, AND KNOWS IT! SQUIRMING AROUND IN THAT CROSSFACE SUBMISSION HOLD BEFORE INCHING HIS WAY TOWARD THE ROPES! GETTING A ROPE BREAK AS HE PLACES HIS FOOT ACROSS THE BOTTOM!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA COULD HAVE KEPT THE HOLD ON! AFTER ALL, SHE HAS UNTIL FIVE! BUT DECIDED TO LET GO INSTANTLY!
Rich Russillo: BOTH COMPETITORS HAVE DONE A NICE JOB AT PLAYING BY THE RULES! AND ARIA GETS KEPT AT BAY BY THE REFEREE MOMENTARILY BEFORE HE LETS HER GET PAST! GRAYSON STAYS CLUTCHING THE BACK OF HIS NECK WHILE LIED ON HIS SIDE, AND ARIA STANDS HIM BACK UP!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA SLAMS HANS FACE FIRST OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE IN THE NEAREST, GUIDING HIM BY THE BACK OF HIS NECK!
Rich Russillo: GRAYSON IS STUNNED, AND ARIA WHIPS HIM INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER! ARIA CHARGES IN- BUT HANS SENDS HER UP AND OVER HIS SHOULDER! HOWEVER, ARIA CATCHES HERSELF ON THE APRON, AND HANS GOES TO SPIN AROUND WITH A RIGHT HAND!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT ARIA CATCHES HIM FIRST WITH A ROPE-ASSISTED ENZIGURI!
Rich Russillo; GRAYSON GOES DOWN TO A KNEE, AND ARIA TRIES TO SPRING OFF THE TOP ROPE! BUT HANS CATCHES HER WHILE SHE WAS BALANCING, AND SHOVES ARIA OFF! ARIA GOES FLYING BACK AND SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE!
Thadd Blazevich: GNARLY!
Persephone: It wasn’t quite a bird or a plane that went flying, but an incredibly mid wrestler.
Thadd Blazevich: Aw, that’s not nice.
Rich Russillo: ARIA STRUGGLES BACK TO HER FEET RINGSIDE! BUT HANS GRAYSON RUNS OFF THE ROPES, AND SOARS THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE WITH A SUICIDE DIVE!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA ALMOST WENT TUMBLING BACK OVER INTO THE CROWD AREA!
Rich Russillo: THATS HOW MUCH MOMENTUM HANS GRAYSON CAME IN WITH! AND ARIA TEETERS ON THE EDGE OF THAT BARRICADE, ALMOST SPILLING INTO THE CROWD AREA! THAT IS BEFORE GRAYSON GRABS HER, AND ROLLS ARIA BACK INSIDE THE RING!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS HOPS TO THE APRON AS ARIA LIES FLAT ON THE CANVAS, AND SLINGSHOTS HIMSELF INTO THE RING WITH A TOPE ATOMICO! FLIPPING SENTON ONTO ARIA!
Rich Russillo: HANS ROLLS THROUGH TO A KNEE AS ARIA JOLTS UP IN PAIN! GRAYSON SLITHERS INTO THE COVER, LAYING ARIA FLAT BEFORE HE HOOKS THE LEG DEEP!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHH-
Rich Russillo: ONLY A TWO COUNT!
Persephone: Yeah, but it’s getting closer to a three, which tells me this match is almost over, and I can go home. :blessed:
Thadd Blazevich: HANS DRAGS ARIA TO HER FEET, AND BACKS HER INTO THE CORNER FOR AN IRISH WHIP TO THE OPPOSITE!
Rich Russillo: HANS RUSHES IN, AND ARIA TRIES TO GET HER BOOT UP- BUT GRAYSON CATCHES IT, AND THROWS IT OUT ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE! ARIA’S LEG HANGS THERE BEFORE HANS DELIVERS A SWIFT KICK TO THE THIGH!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA GRABS HER LEG IN PAIN, AND STAGGERS OUT THE CORNER! GRAYSON DIRECTS HER INTO THE CENTER FOR A SNAP SUPLEX! FLOATING OVER INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHH-
Rich Russillo: ARIA MUSTERS ENOUGH STRENGTH TO KICK OUT OF IT!
Persephone: Please, losing to Mr. CITV is one thing. Losing to a snap suplex is a whole new other. :mjlol:
Thadd Blazevich: Hans lifts ARIA back to her feet, AND SLAMS HER DOWN WITH A BODY SLAM! CENTER OF THE RING!
Rich Russillo: HANS RUNS TOWARD THE ROPES, AND SPRINGS OFF THE MIDDLE WITH A MOONSAULT! BUT ARIA ROLLS OUT THE WAY, AND HANS LANDS ON HIS FEET!! CHARGING TOWARD ARIA FOR A RUNNING SHOOTING STAR PRESS INSTEAD, WHICH HE HITS! HANS HOOKS THE LEGS DEEP!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THH-
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA GETS OUT AT TWO! BUT THE READJUST FROM HANS WAS IMMACULATE!
Persephone: How do you even know what that word is?
Thadd Blazevich: I’m a man of many talents, Persephone.
Persephone: Well, we can cross out wrestling and commentating as two of them.
Thadd Blazevich: Alright, ya got me!
Persephone: …
(Persephone is clearly irritated by that not getting under Thadd’s skin as she expected, but commentary rolls on as usual.)
Rich Russillo: Hans tries to stand ARIA back up- BUT ARIA FIGHTS BACK WITH ALTERNATING SHOTS TO THE RIB CAGE! ONCE GETTING BACK TO HER FEET, ARIA EXPLODES WITH A FOREARM! FOLLOWING UP WITH A FEW MORE BEFORE SWINGING WILDLY!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HANS GRAYSON DUCKS UNDERNEATH IT, AND ARIA SPINS AROUND WITH HER BACK FACING TOWARDS NOW AS HE TRIES FOR A BACK SUPLEX! BUT ARIA BACKFLIPS ONTO HER FEET!
Rich Russillo: ARIA BLASTS HANS GRAYSON IN THE ABDOMEN WITH A SPINNING BACK KICK, AND DOUBLES HIM OVER FOR A PENALTY KICK TO THE CHEST! ARIA SPINS AROUND TO TAKE GRAYSON’S HEAD OFF WITH A DISCUS LARIAT! GOING FOR A COMBO!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HANS TRAPS HER ARM, AND TRIES FOR A NECKBREAKER!
Rich Russillo: BUT ARIA HAS IT SCOUTED! SHOVING HIM OFF! HANS STUMBLES FORWARD SLIGHT BEFORE TURNING AROUND INTO A ROUNDHOUSE KICK- NO! DUCKED UNDERNEATH, AND ARIA SPINS BACK AROUND FOR A TORNADO ROUNDHOUSE!
Thadd Blazevich: AGAIN, HANS DUCKS UNDERNEATH!
Rich Russillo: ARIA FALLS TO ALL FOURS, AND SLITHERS THROUGH THE LEGS OF HANS! POPPING TO HER FEET BEHIND HIM WHERE SHE LEAPFROGS OVER HANS’ HEAD, AND HE WALKS RIGHT INTO A PHOENIX CUTTER!
Thadd Blazevich: NO!
Rich Russillo: ARIA WENT FOR THE CUTTER, BUT HANS GRAYSON HOOKS BOTH ARMS INSTEAD, AND TURNS HER AROUND INTO AN UNPRETTIER! IMPERIAL FLAME BY HANS GRAYSON! IMPERIAL FLAME CONNECTS! HANS SHOOTS THE HALF FOR A COVER, HOOKING THE LEG ON A LIMP ARIA!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: HERE’S YOUR WINNER… HANS GRAYSON!
(“The Leaving Song Pt. II” by AFI plays to a thunderous reaction from fans, having witnessed such a fantastic main event match between both competitors. Hans Grayson releases the cover with a proud smile on his face, getting his hand raised in victory by the referee.)
Rich Russillo: What a match!
Thadd Blazevich: You took the words right out my mouthhole, bro! Seriously!
Rich Russillo: These two went at it, starting off slow at first, but eventually delving deeper and deeper into their big moves where Hans Grayson got the one up over ARIA with the sudden use of his big move, The Imperial Flame!
Persephone: And thank God for that, because it means I’ll be heading home soon. Just let this jackass wrap his victory celebration up.
(The referee releases Hans’ hand, and he goes over to ARIA on the canvas. She’s still reeling from The Imperial Flame, but Hans helps her back up, whispering some words of encouragement as she gets to her feet, and the two shake hands again.)
Rich Russillo: Again, you love to see it! Sportsmanship between two great competitors!
(Hans raises ARIA’s hand, and leaves the ring to her as she struggles to stand without the help from Grayson. Hans backpedals up the ramp, clapping for ARIA inside the ring, much like fans are doing after that great showing from her, and he turns around to leave, heading to the backstage area.)
Rich Russillo: OH, CMON!
Persephone: SERIOUSLY, THE SHOW WAS JUST ABOUT TO WRAP UP!
Thadd Blazevich: IT’S- IT’S MIKU!
Rich Russillo: MIKU JUST BLINDSIDED ARIA FROM BEHIND!
(ARIA gets blindsided from behind by Miku with a violent collision into the ropes before collapsing down to all fours.)
Rich Russillo: I GUESS ARIA’S NIGHT ISN’T OVER AS MIKU SAKAI HAS ASSAULTED HER AHEAD OF BLOODSPORT!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS GRAYSON HAS ALREADY HEADED TO THE BACK, AND ARIA HAS NO HELP AGAINST A FRESH MIKU SAKAI!
(Miku looks around, acknowledging the chorus of boos she’s receiving from the EAW audience, and flips them off with both hands, showing them exactly how much she cares.)
Rich Russillo: UH-OH! MIKU GRABS ARIA BY THE HAIR, AND DRAGS HER TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! SHE GRABS ARIA IN POSITION FOR THE DEATH NOTE!
Persephone: …well, what’s she waiting for?
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, what IS she waiting for?
(Miku keeps ARIA in the setup for her Asai DDT, savoring the negative reaction from fans, and really going to enjoy this as-)
Rich Russillo: HEY, WAIT A MINUTE! ARIA SPINS MIKU AROUND, AND INTO POSITION FOR THE TRUE TO HER NAME!!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA SPIKED MIKU WITH TRUE TO HER NAME!
Persephone: Unbelievable.
(ARIA sits up as Miku lies sprawled on the canvas following that finishing maneuver, and ARIA rises back to her feet, stumbling into the ropes after getting there. ARIA is struggling to stand, but had just enough energy to pull that off against Miku.)
Rich Russillo: MIKU TOOK TOO LONG, AND ARIA MADE HER PAY FOR IT!
Thadd Blazevich: AND MIKU CAN’T MAKE THAT SAME MISTAKE OF UNDERESTIMATING ARIA AT BLOODSPORT!
Rich Russillo: BECAUSE WHETHER ITS BEFORE A MATCH, IN A MATCH, OR AFTER A MATCH! THAT WOMAN IS DANGEROUS, AND PROVES IT HERE TONIGHT! ARIA STANDS TALL OVER MIKU SAKAI AS OUR SHOW COMES TO A CLOSE! GOODNIGHT, EVERYBODY! THANK YOU FOR JOINING FOR ANOTHER EDITION OF SUNDAY NIGHT VOLTAGE!
(The camera fades to black on a shot of ARIA taunting Miku on the canvas, shouting words off-mic as she’s fired up before striking her pose. ARIA looks back at Miku afterward, annoyed and disgusted as the final shot, having stood tall.)
(EAW Logo Buzzes.)
