(EAW intro plays.)
(A recap is shown of last week’s Sunday Night Voltage, highlighting the major events of the night before the recap comes to an end. The camera after this opens up to the Kia Center in Orlando, Florida, as pyro shoots from the stage. The fans in attendance are seen cheering loudly in anticipation for tonight’s show, and following this, the camera transitions over towards the commentary table where as always, Rich Russillo, Thadd Blazevich and Persephone are seen.)
Rich Russillo: Ladies and gentlemen… Welcome back to Sunday Night Voltage! We’re getting closer and closer to Bloodsport, and it’s hard to believe we’re already about to be at our first marquee event of Season 20!
Thadd Blazevich: For real man, but before we get there we still have some fire shows to come! That includes tonight’s, as we have some fire matches planned!
Persephone: Really? I can’t think of any, except for maybe the Hardcore Championship match. Bethany and TLA better not have picked a dumb stipulation.
Rich Russillo: Well let’s cut to the ring, as it seems there are two Elitists in particular who have some words for us right now.
(As the opening to the show began to come to a close; the camera would fade to the hardcam. In the ring stood ARIA and Ashlynn Quinn. They were ready to address everything that had happened these last few weeks.)
(The situation with Candice, the situation with ToXXXin; it clearly weighed on their minds.)
(They weren’t carrying themselves as they usually would. The air of stoicism and seriousness persisted, as it clearly had become deeply personal.)
(With microphones in their hands… they began to speak.)
ARIA: I think I’m going to cut straight to the point because it wouldn’t be fair to fluff this up. I wish this could be a little bit playful and a little bit more narratively sweet but the amount of trouble that has been going on recently — while very apropos of Voltage — isn’t exactly a fun thing to talk about. Perhaps we should start with Candice. We are used to combating threats on this brand, even more so threats who have no intentions of fighting with any sort of honor. An attack like ToXXXin’s last week was far from unusual, but this unfortunately did not alter the fact that they knew exactly what they were doing. Their attack had its ramifications, and as of this moment Candice Blair is not cleared to compete—
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
ARIA: I know. I understand. I don’t blame any of you for feeling upset about that, because I am too. But there is a silver lining to this. Candice is not cleared to compete tonight due to the concussion she suffered at ToXXXin’s hands, but she’s not going to be out for long. I appreciate that the EAW medical department has stepped in to intervene as rare as that may be nowadays because a concussion is not an injury that can afford to be taken lightly; but Candice isn’t going to be out for long. Bloodsport is a handful of weeks away and the medical staff completely understand how much that means to Candice. They’ve been working hard to get her back into working condition and we can say for certain that she’ll make it to Bloodsport!
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Ashlynn Quinn: Mmmmhmmmmm!! And that’s not just a good thing for her, that’s a good thing for us! Because when it comes to ToXXXin, fighting them alone would be pretty stupid. I’ve felt it first hand, what the three of them can do when they have the numbers in their favour; they’re dangerous and there isn’t much anyone can do about it, even a kween like me! We’re gonna need Candice back in time if you’re thinking what I’m thinking, ARI-ARI!
ARIA: I am, and I’m sure Candice would agree.
Ashlynn Quinn: We’re not gonna beat ToXXXin by ourselves; and believe me, while we could isolate Daniella and Selina, we’re not gonna let Minerva get away without consequences! That’s why, at Bloodsport… I suggest we propose a Trios Match! 🥰
ARIA: And with Candice back, there’s no doubt we can—
(Suddenly… ‘Duel’ by JINJER hits.)
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Rich Russillo: And it looks like ToXXXin weren’t going to let these two talk on their own for very long!!! What a way to open tonight’s show — the former Unified Tag Team Champions and the current Universal Women’s Champion are heading out here right now, as this has clearly been building for quite some time! ARIA, Ashlynn and Candice have all been involved with ToXXXin; but it’s not like that wasn’t expected! ToXXXin didn’t have any diminutive plans for the season, they wanted to take EAW by storm and that’s very clearly what the plan this season was going to be! It isn’t a surprise that they’re already making so many enemies, because their goal certainly isn’t going to be easy!
Thadd Blazevich: You’re definitely right about that, bro, and while I don’t support what ToXXXin have been doing since they formed their stable here on Voltage, you have to give them the credit brah! When you plan on gripping this company by the scruff of its neck, you’ve got to push some buttons and you’ve got to do some unfortunate things!
Persephone: Next can they “unfortunately” get lost during travel and miss next week?
Thadd Blazevich: I didn’t take you for an ARIA fan, brosette!
Persephone: I’m not :mjlol: I hope she gets lost too.
(The trio of Minerva, Daniella Atlas and Selina Reyes would individually climb up onto the apron. It was clear already that they had the numbers advantage. ARIA and Ashlynn would quickly assume a fighting stance, until Minerva raised her palm. For now… there was no indication of a brawl breaking out. ToXXXin were out here to address and respond to the statements that the aforementioned women had made just moments prior.)
(Minerva would enter the ring first. The EAW Universal Women’s Championship wrapped around her tight waist and a microphone in her hand. By her side stepped Daniella Atlas and Selina Reyes. For now, ARIA and Ashlynn Quinn lowered their guard as they looked to hear what Minerva was out here to talk about.)
(After all… they had already laid a challenge on the table.)
Minerva: So… that’s really what you want, hm?
(She paused. The crowd paused with her. Not out of ignorance, but to completely soak in each and every word. When the Champ spoke, everyone listened.)
Minerva: So be it. I’m not going to deny you the chance to embarrass yourselves if that’s what you truly wish for — there’s very little room for mercy going forward. As we came out here I couldn’t help but overhear Thadd talking about the need to do unfortunate things to take over. In a way that’s true. I’ve learned throughout my time in EAW that there’s no reward for the virtuous and the only way to shape EAW in your image is doing it by force. Myself, and these two talented women alongside me aren’t going to settle for being second best and thus we were always going to start this season the way that we did; but don’t mistake our ruthlessness for mercilessness. You were all given a chance to step back, to think on your words and think on your actions and instead of coming to the conclusion that you simply weren’t prepared to handle ToXXXin; you were both adamant that you were going in the right direction, headed towards exactly where you want to be. I gave you the opportunity to step back. I gave you the opportunity to realize you were in over your heads and yet you truly believed that you were capable of handling this. You’re not.
Minerva: You have been given chance upon chance upon chance to turn away from this and still you roar in the face of your own torment. You’re willing to accept that if it means getting a shot at my Universal Women’s Championship. So be it. If that is what you really want… if you really are too ignorant to heed the warnings that we gave you… then I’ll give you what you’ve been begging for, and I’ll put my Championship on the line.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
(ARIA and Ashlynn nodded to themselves as the stare down began between ToXXXin and two of their three challengers…)
(But it wouldn’t last long.)
???: HOLD ON! HOLD ON! BEFORE WE GO ANY FUTHER…
(A familiar voice would be heard.)
(Stepping through the curtains marched Captain Charisma. A microphone in his hand and by his side, the Wheel of Death — rolled out and ready for use.)
Captain Charisma: I understand you’re all excited and you’re all ready for Bloodsport, especially considering how heated things have gotten in the last few weeks — and I, for one, am a fan of everything that has been proposed here. The idea of Minerva defending her Championship in a Trios Match sounds incredibly exciting, and so… I thought I’d add a twist of my own.
(The crowd became intrigued.)
Captain Charisma: I understand that you three most definitely have the advantage with the numbers game and the experience, and of course in most scenarios the Champion is supposed to have the advantage… but Daniella? Selina? You’re NOT the Champion. And so, on top of your decision to defend the Universal Women’s Championship in a trios match, I believe it would make this contest incredibly more interesting if we were to factor in one more detail….
Captain Charisma: Whoever gets the winning fall… becomes the Champion.
(Suddenly the crowd roared in approval; Captain Charisma was correct. That made this match much, much more interesting. Minerva wasn’t new to facing off against multiple opponents nor was she new to defending her Championship with the idea of five other women getting a shot at it also; but doing so in a Trios Match was unfounded territory. Anybody else in her position would have began to rage at this idea though Minerva almost seemed… glad. A grin plastered across her face.)
(Though that excitement was not mutually exclusive. Daniella and Selina were both intrigued by the prospect as well. Opportunities such as these didn’t come often. They were once in a lifetime.)
(ARIA and Ashlynn, too, seemed to approve. Though it would no doubt be a hard sell.)
ARIA: Alright. You’re on.
Ashlynn Quinn: And I’m sure Candice will be on board with this as well! 😇
(Yet they answered almost as quickly as ToXXXin seemed to approve.)
Captain Charisma: Alright. Then… with that being said…
Captain Charisma: I suggest we spin the wheel.
(He grabbed the wheel and yanked it as hard as it could. Round and round and round it span; spiralling clockwise, waiting for fate to decide the stipulation.)
(Until… it landed on one.)
(The crowd roared…)
(For it was 10,000 Razorblades.)
Captain Charisma: …And there we have it. Good luck, ladies. You’ll need it.
(He nodded… as he began to walk off.)
Minerva: They sure will.
(But Minerva wasn’t done.)
Minerva: I’ve given you all warnings these last few weeks. Each and every single one has come true. Here is one final warning…
(She stepped in closer.)
Minerva: None of you will be leaving Bloodsport with this Championship. It’s your own fault that you’re here… especially with Candice’s condition in mind.
Minerva: I suggest you let it sink in…
Minerva: This Championship stays with ToXXXin.
(Minerva dropped the mic. Daniella, Selina, ARIA and Ashlynn stepped forward; they all stared through one another like there was fire in their eyes.)
(The match was set.)
(At Bloodsport it will be ARIA, Ashlynn Quinn and Candice Blair vs. ToXXXin. The Universal Women’s Championship on the line.)
(And from there…)
(Voltage faded elsewhere.)
(Promotional ad for Bloodsport, where Ashlynn Quinn, ARIA and Candice Blair face ToXXXin in a 10,000 Razorblades match, where the one who achieves the winning fall is crowned Universal Women’s Champion.)
(The camera returns to ringside, where the Unified Tag Team Champions Dr. Bethany Blue and TLA, La Farmacia Sexual, are seen seated by the commentary table. They are ready for the upcoming Championship match, and appear to be keeping a close eye on what’s to come as Bella Braxton begins to speak.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is for THE EAW HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!
(“Pride and Arrogance” by Takeru Kanazaki echoes all throughout the arena, accompanied by nothing but loud jeers. Drake Armstrong emerges on the stage with a focused frown on his face, just prepared to get this over with.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing the challenger, from Scarsdale, New York, weighing in at 235 pounds, “HIS IMMACULACY”, DRAKE ARMSTROOONNGGG!!!!
Rich Russillo: I have to imagine neither member of the newly named “Hegemony” is thrilled with the game being made. Both of them called it out, but what I don’t think they expected is to have to walk into this Hardcore Championship match with the stipulation still unannounced!
Thadd Blazevich: I wonder how Drake’s feelin’ right now, bro. He obviously brought up his own Championship aspirations so I’m sure he wants the title deep down, but I don’t know dude. It might be dangerous going for the gold while the Champs are withholding the stipulation.
Persephone: It just feels like something stupid is gonna happen here.
(Drake enters the ring with fairly hurried steps. He spreads his arms right at the center as a spotlight shines on him. Then, the tune of “The Promised Consort” by Shoi Miyazawa overtakes the entire arena, and Kai Rabeaux, Hardcore Championship wrapped around his waist, steps out with an expression just as satisfied as Drake’s.)
Bella Braxton: And the champiooonnn…. From New York City, weighing in at 230 pounds… HE IS THE EAW HARDCORE CHAMPION… “THE OVERLORD” KAI RABEAAAUUUXXX!!!
Rich Russillo: The Champion is on his way, and there really is no telling what is going to happen. Kai and Drake, knowing them I’m sure they’ve come prepared. I just don’t know what that means.
Thadd Blazevich: Well you gotta imagine neither of them wants to lose, regardless of the circumstances. Kai’s been Champ for a while now, and I think bro is gonna want to hold on to that title.
Persephone: Yeah, but I don’t know if that’s up to him. That’s for the people with the stipulation still up their sleeve to decide.
(Kai eventually enters the ring, taking a moment to hoist the title up in the air on the turnbuckle before retreating to the ring. He hands the referee the championship, seemingly as a formality more than anything, before speaking to Drake Armstrong as he takes his entrance gear off in preparation for the match.)
(The referee looks towards Dr. Bethany Blue and TLA, a bit unsure of what to do as they still haven’t announced the stipulation. However, they wave him off, gesturing to him that it’s okay to just proceed as usual. Kai and Drake look skeptical of the two, but with that in mind they just nod to each other as the referee calls for the bell.)
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Rich Russillo: AND HERE WE GO, THIS HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH IS UNDERWAY!! Kai and Drake both begin to circle the ring, and you just have to wonder how this is going to go! On one hand these two are allies and if anyone would know better than to play this game it’s these two. However, this is also Kai Rabeaux and Drake Armstrong we’re talking about, and we know they’re both as selfish as possible. I’d be surprised to see them not put that Championship first, at least for tonight.
Thadd Blazevich: The two slowly approach each other, and dude this is definitely going to be a good one! I can’t wait for this.
Persephone: Me neither, because unless Bethany and TLA suck, we’ll probably get blood.
Rich Russillo: Kai and Drake get close to each other in the center of the ring… AND NOW KAI GOES FOR A-
Thadd Blazevich: A… A forearm…?
(Kai Rabeaux lightly taps Drake Armstrong with a clearly held back forearm, and Drake a second later just falls to the mat. The fans immediately begin booing once they realize what’s going on, and TLA and Dr. Bethany Blue quickly get out of their seats.)
Persephone: Oh come on.
Rich Russillo: NO, NOT LIKE THIS!! KAI RABEAUX JUST COVERED DRAKE AFTER THAT “FOREARM” IF YOU CAN EVEN CALL IT THAT! DON’T TELL ME THEY’RE GOING TO ROB US OF A CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH!
(The referee looks slightly hesitant to even count this cover, but eventually he just shrugs before dropping down to count.)
OOOONNNNEEEEE!!!!
TTTWWWWWOOOOO!!!
TTTTHHHRREEEEEEEE!!!
(Suddenly, the referee is pulled out of the ring.)
Rich Russillo: WAIT A SECOND!!!
Thadd Blazevich: TLA JUST PULLED THE REF OUTTA THE RING!! HE’S NOT LETTING THIS STAND!!
(The fans cheer as the referee turns around, seeing TLA right in front of him. The referee looks confused, but Dr. Bethany Blue is at the timekeeper’s area picking up two microphones while Kai and Drake turn around. Neither of them are thrilled about the match not being over, especially not Drake who in normal circumstances wouldn’t even do something like this. Bethany hands TLA one of the microphones, as she begins to speak.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: Hold on, this isn’t going to happen. Kai, Drake I’m used to seeing your tricks and games. We knew you two couldn’t help yourselves and that you’d do something like this, because that’s just who you are. You two are pathetic, but we’re not going to let you have your way. We already spoke to Captain Charisma and Eden Sinclair, and they cleared our stipulation which, if you noticed, we have yet to announce. Kai… Drake…
TLA: Y’all gon’ revel in this Hardcore lucha! No real wrestlin’, then Kai is stripped of the Hardcore Championship! The fans paid they hard-earned dinero to see two pedazos de mierda fight it out, and we ain’t gonna run no scam operation!
Dr. Bethany Blue: That’s right. No letting each other win or anything like that. You two need to treat each other how you would any other opponents, or Kai’s title reign is done.
(Kai and Drake both look irritated as the crowd explodes with cheers.)
Rich Russillo: LOOK AT THAT! IT LOOKS LIKE WE’RE GETTING A CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH AFTER ALL!!!
(Dr. Bethany Blue and TLA return to their seats, and Kai and Drake slowly just return to their feet, staring at Bethany and TLA as both of them look amused.)
Rich Russillo: KAI AND DRAKE AREN’T HAPPY!! THEIR PLAN HAS BEEN RUINED BY BETHANY AND TLA, WHO WENT INTO THIS ONE PREPARED!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: And now Kai and Drake have no choice but to focus up! Both of ‘em just shake their heads before turning back to each other, and after some time, THEY JUST LOCK UP!
Persephone: Didn’t they JUST say they have to have a real hardcore match?
Rich Russillo: Yeah, but I don’t think these two are just going to come out the gate being hostile! Drake gets the upper hand over Kai with a headlock- but Kai is able to immediately transition out of it, twisting out as he grabs the arm and goes into a hammerlock! Drake is quick to roll out of it so he can grab the arm- AND HE SLIPS BEHIND KAI FOR THE WAISTLOCK! DRAKE GOES TO LIFT KAI UP-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT KAI LANDS A BACK ELBOW TO THE JAW, AND THAT ONE CONNECTED FLUSH!!!
Persephone: Drake stumbles back, and look at his stupid face!
Rich Russillo: I think that shot might’ve gotten to Drake. That was, surprisingly enough, the first real shot taken in this match. Kai goes after Drake and tries to send him in the corner- BUT DRAKE TURNS IT AROUND BEFORE SENDING KAI INTO THE ROPES, BEFORE DRAKE FOLLOWS UP BY SENDING KAI OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A CLOTHESLINE!!! Drake holds his jaw for a moment, before he just follows behind and looks to maintain the upper hand on Kai!
Thadd Blazevich: Drake grabs Kai, AND HE JUST SENDS HIM INTO THE STEEL STEPS!!! Things definitely went from zero to a hundred, didn’t they?
Persephone: Well, it’s Drake Armstrong we’re talking about. Let’s be honest, he definitely used that elbow as his excuse to start caring only about himself again.
Rich Russillo: Oddly enough, I think I agree. They mentioned that they were going to have a “gentleman’s duel”… But we’re also talking about Kai and Drake. I truly don’t know how minds like theirs work. Drake digs under the ring as Kai pushes himself up, AND DRAKE PULLS OUT A CROWBAR! He turns and waits as Kai uses the barricade to pull himself up, AND DRAKE GOES TO STRIKE- BUT KAI CATCHES THE CROWBAR BEFORE KICKING DRAKE IN THE MIDSECTION! KAI PULLS THE CROWBAR AWAY, AND NOW HE LANDS A SHOT TO THE SIDE OF DRAKE’S HEAD! THAT SHOT MAKES DRAKE STUMBLE TO THE OPPOSITE PAIR OF STEPS, AND NOW KAI LANDS A SECOND SHOT, THIS TIME TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai follows as Drake stumbles off, and bro just glares at Bethany and TLA, obviously not thrilled that they’re making him and Drake do this. Kai turns Drake around, AND HE TRIES TO HIT DRAKE WITH THE CROWBAR A THIRD TIME-
Persephone: BUT DRAKE CATCHES THE CROWBAR, AND HE- WHAT THE HELL!?!? EW, MOVE!!!
Rich Russillo: DRAKE JUST RAN FORWARD, SENDING HIMSELF AND KAI RABEAUX OVER OUR TABLE!!!! Drake Armstrong and Kai Rabeaux both tumble into our chairs thanks to us fortunately getting out of the way in time, but wow. This definitely isn’t the kind of pace either of these two like, but I suppose that’s to be expected given how well they know each other. Drake and Kai both try pulling themselves up- AND DRAKE GRABS A PEN FROM OUR TABLE BEFORE TRYING TO STAB KAI IN THE SHOULDER WITH IT-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT KAI CATCHES THE ARM BEFORE SLAMMING ONE OF OUR MONITORS INTO THE SIDE OF DRAKE’S HEAD!!! Kai takes a moment, and for what it’s worth I don’t know if they’re trying to go for the most lethal blows! Drake coulda went for a stab to the face but instead aimed for the shoulder. They definitely don’t wanna go into Bloodsport with their teammate hurt after all, but still. How long can they keep playing it safe with each other?
Persephone: Who knows. All I know is this better get bloody soon, or I want Kai’s title stripped.
Rich Russillo: Kai drags Drake up, BUT DRAKE PUSHES KAI FORWARD, BEFORE SENDING KAI OVER THE BARRICADE INTO THE TIMEKEEPER’S AREA!!!! KAI FALLS INTO THE AREA WITH, AND GIVEN EVERYTHING THERE THAT WASN’T A GOOD LANDING FOR HIM!! Drake definitely just got himself a good moment to recover!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai starts collecting his bearings and using everything in the area to start pulling himself up- until Drake Armstrong grabs him and starts dragging the dude up to his feet. Drake pulls him back up before going for a punch- BUT KAI BLOCKS IT AND SWATS THE ARM AWAY!! Kai quickly grabs one of the steel chairs after this, AND HE TRIES TO SWING IT AT DRAKE ARMSTRONG-
Persephone: BUT DRAKE CATCHES THE CHAIR, BEFORE SENDING IT RIGHT INTO KAI’S FACE!!!! I’m glad self preservation is a thing. That and their own desire to be Champion might be the only things keeping the spirit of a real hardcore match tonight.
Rich Russillo: Drake quickly grabs Kai before Kai could fall, AND WOW!!! DRAKE ARMSTRONG PULLS KAI OVER THE BARRICADE WITH NATURAL TALENT, DROPPING KAI RABEAUX ONTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!!!! KAI RABEAUX IS DOWN, AND NOW THE FORMER EAW WORLD CHAMPION HAS THE UPPER HAND!!!!
(Drake Armstrong turns towards the Tag Team Champions after this, who look amused given everything they have done to each other.)
Persephone: It really is hilarious how they seem to blame Bethany and TLA for everything they do to each other. Zero self awareness.
Rich Russillo: Drake Armstrong drags Kai Rabeaux up before sending him back into the ring, and now Drake digs under the ring before pulling a lead pipe out. Kai is dazed, but he is able to slowly crawl towards the corner and start grabbing onto the middle turnbuckle as Drake slides into the ring. Drake sighs as he walks towards Kai, and he raises the lead pipe as Kai turns around-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT KAI OUT OF DESPERATION DELIVERS A THUMB TO THE EYE!!!! DUDE!! THAT WAS A CHEAP SHOT BUT IT’S ALL LEGAL IN A MATCH LIKE THIS, JUST UNEXPECTED!!! KAI GRABS DRAKE- AND LOOK!!! HE TOOK PADDING OFF OF THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE, AND HE GOES TO SLAM DRAKE’S FACE INTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE!!!
Persephone: BUT DRAKE DOESN’T LET IT HAPPEN!!! HE’S ABLE TO STOP HIMSELF BY GETTING HIS HANDS ON THE ROPES! I guess if anyone would be familiar with tricks like this it’s someone like Drake.
Rich Russillo: DRAKE LANDS A BACK ELBOW ON KAI TO PREVENT HIM FROM SENDING DRAKE’S FACE INTO THE TURNBUCKLE, BUT HIS VISION IS STILL A BIT MESSED UP FROM THE POKE TO THE EYE AND HE DROPPED THE LEAD PIPE!!! Kai is still feeling the effects of Natural Talent though, and he dropped to a knee! Drake pulls Kai up, AND HE GOES TO JUST THROW KAI FACE FIRST INTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE- BUT KAI STOPS HIMSELF BY GETTING HIS BOOT ON THE TURNBUCKLE! KAI STEPS OFF SO THAT BOTH OF THEM ARE PUSHED TO THE MAT, AND NOW KAI GRABS ONTO THE LEAD PIPE BEFORE TURNING TO DRAKE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HE SWINGS, BUT DRAKE GETS OUT OF THE WAY!!! Drake pulls himself up using the ropes while Kai rushes to get back up- AND KAI GOES TO SWING AGAIN- BUT DRAKE CATCHES THE LEAD PIPE- BEFORE PULLING IT BACKWARDS WITH ALL HIS MIGHT, SENDING KAI RIGHT INTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE!!!! DUDE, THAT WAS A REAL CRAFTY PLAY FROM DRAKE ARMSTRONG RIGHT THERE, AND AS THIS MATCH PROGRESSES I THINK THESE TWO ARE REALLY STARTING TO LET LOOSE!! KAI HOLDS HIS HEAD IN PAIN AS HE ROLLS OUTTA THE RING, AND BRO, I THINK DRAKE REALLY GOT HIM THERE!
(As Kai falls out to the ringside floor his hands momentarily leave his face, causing a loud reaction to come from the crowd as blood can be seen spilling from just over Kai’s right eyebrow.)
Persephone: It’s a hardcore match. Stuff like this is bound to happen unless you’re going out of your way to be boring as hell. Drake rolls out of the ring and grabs the lead pipe on the way out, and Kai Rabeaux starts to stumble back to his feet, seemingly having no idea whatsoever where he even is right now.
Rich Russillo: Well to Drake’s credit, the man was World Champion for a reason! Kai knows how skilled and dangerous Drake is, and now that Drake is able to focus on just winning the match, I think any desire to hold anything back is starting to slip! Kai makes it back to his feet- BUT IMMEDIATELY AFTER THAT, HE IS DROPPED BACK TO THE FLOOR AS HE’S STRUCK WITH THE LEAD PIPE!!!! KAI GOES BACK DOWN AFTER THAT ONE, AND THIS IS NOT GOING TO BE AN EASY CHAMPIONSHIP DEFENSE FOR KAI!!!
Thadd Blazevich: And this is exactly what the Champs wanted, bro! To give these two no choice but to tear each other apart!
Persephone: Well at least this is finally getting good. It’s just a shame that knowing them, they’re somehow going to be right back to being friends once this is over.
(Drake Armstrong drops the lead pipe down, rubbing his palm over his forehead to wipe away blood as he looks down at Kai. Immediately after this he turns back towards the commentary table, any annoyance he has at the moment being immediately directed towards the Champions watching.)
(The former EAW World Champion drags Kai’s body over to the apron, as he looks under the ring.)
(Without many moments to follow, he picks up a table, and places it mere feet away from the ring apron.)
(Drake makes a climb onto the apron, however, Kai is not there anymore. Having gotten the chance to roll his way back in the ring and recuperate…)
Rich Russillo: KAI RUNS AT ARMSTRONG ON THE APRON, LOOKING FOR A SPEAR OF SORTS—
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DRAKE IS FRESH ENOUGH TO DUCK! KAI IS LEFT HANGING OVER THE MIDDLE ROPE, AND A PENALTY KICK SEALS THE DEAL, SENDING KAI ONTO THE APRON, JUST AS ARMSTRONG INITIALLY WANTED!!
Persephone: He slowly picks Kai back up — in what is a show of mercy more than the usual vitriolic taunting — but KAI SUDDENLY AIMS A BLADE OF BABYLON!!
(But… It was way too weak.)
(So weak, in fact, it didn’t even reach Drake Armstrong’s head before Kai’s arm plummeted.)
(Armstrong faintly chuckles.)
Rich Russillo: Oh no… WE MAY HAVE A NEW CHAMPION TONIGHT— DRAKE ARMSTRONG QUICKLY HAS KAI UP FOR THE DEATH PENALTY—
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HE CAN’T GET THE HOLD HE WANTS WITH HIS ARMS, KAI IS STRUGGLING TO STAY IN THIS ONE, AND THE FRUSTRATION IS GETTING TO DRAKE!!
Rich Russillo: KAI RETREATS ONTO THE APRON AGAIN, LOOSE FOOTING AS HE HAS TO HOLD HIMSELF BY THE ROPES SO HE DOESN’T GO THROUGH THE TABLE, AND ARMSTRONG SIMPLY SHAKES HIS HEAD!!
Persephone: He knows Kai wouldn’t go down so easily, even though I really wish he did.
Rich Russillo: We’re going back to the classics! Drake aims a shot at Kai! It hits, but Kai eventually recovers and hits one of his own! None of these two have a pure advantage over the other as the match is starting to take its toll!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai with a strike… Drake with a strike… Kai… Drake… Kai… Drake… Kai… Drake…!
Persephone: THAT SLIMY RAT KAI SUDDENLY ATTEMPTED A LOW BLOW, BUT DRAKE GOT OUT OF THE WAY!
Rich Russillo: Drake didn’t see that one coming! He was luckily able to avoid that one though, before… getting something…?
Thadd Blazevich: HE AIMS A BLOW AT KAI— KAI DUCKS—
Persephone: AND THE ARMSTRONG RING IS IN FULL VIEW! AN EYE FOR AN EYE!! What kind of gentlemen’s duel is this??? These two are both being as cheap as usual!
Thadd Blazevich: WELL, NOT MUCH TIME FOR THOUGHT! IT’S BACK TO GUNS BLAZING AS THESE TWO HAVE BROKEN OUT INTO A HOCKEY FIGHT!!
Rich Russillo: DRAKE! KAI! DRAKE! KAI! I CAN HARDLY KEEP TRACK!!!
Persephone: BOTH OF THE TWO BOZOS EVENTUALLY LAND A HARD HITTING PUNCH ON EACH OTHER… AND—
**CRAAASSSHHH!!!!!!!**
Thadd Blazevich: AND BOTH MEN CRASH INTO THE TABLE!!!
Rich Russillo: TLA AND BETHANY SEEM MORE THAN SATISFIED WITH THAT!! BUT WE WILL NEED A WINNER, AND RIGHT NOW, BOTH OF THESE MEN ARE OUT!!
(After a while… )
(The two begin to help themselves up to their feet. Kai uses the ring apron for support; Drake uses the steel steps.)
(Kai slowly rolls back into the ring; Armstrong certainly had the same thing in mind.)
(Easing themselves back up with the assistance on the ropes, Drake begins to charge—)
(But Kai manages to sneak a roll-up!)
ONNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: DRAKE KICKS OUT OF THE ROLL-UP ATTEMPT IN THE NICK OF TIME, BUT HE DOESN’T LOOK PLEASED HE GOT CAUGHT LIKE THAT TO BEGIN WITH!!
Thadd Blazevich: KAI ATTEMPTED TO GET AWAY JUST LIKE HE DID WITH ADAM LUCAS, BUT THAT’S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN!
Rich Russillo: KAI TRIES TO FOLLOW IT UP WITH REDLINED— BUT DRAKE DUCKS UNDER THE LARIAT ATTEMPT!!
Thadd Blazevich: **BY THE BOOTSTRAPS!!** KAI’S LEG TAKES A MASSIVE HIT FROM THAT SHINBREAKER, BUT DRAKE DOESN’T EXACTLY HAVE MUCH ENERGY TO GIVE HIMSELF, EITHER!!
Persephone: That’s correct, and that only means this match is over sooner which is great!
Rich Russillo: Armstrong goes out of the ring, and fancies himself a sledgehammer!
Thadd Blazevich: Drake Armstrong waits patiently… and patiently… and patiently… but he got Kai damn good!!
Rich Russillo: SO DRAKE RUNS OUT OF PATIENCE, HE SWINGS THE SLEDGEHAMMER AT A KNEELING KAI—
Thadd Blazevich: BUT HE GETS TRIPPED INTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE!!
Rich Russillo: FOR AS ASTUTE OF A MAN AS DRAKE MAY BE, HIS URGENCY COST HIM THERE AND IT LEFT HIM BLINDED! KAI HIMSELF FALTERS BACK TO THE GROUND, AND THIS MATCH HAS REALLY BEGUN TO TAKE A TOLL ON THESE TWO ATHLETES!!
Persephone: Kai slowly tries to bring Drake on top of the ropes, looking for something from up high, but Drake still has some fight left in him! He knows better than to allow Kai a freebie here!
Rich Russillo: Kai tries to keep Drake still, but Drake is not budging!! Not at all!
Thadd Blazevich: Kai answers back with a brutal elbow, the struggle feels immense as Kai gets one of Drake’s arms over for a superplex attempt.
Persephone: But actually lifting Drake up is a different story entirely! Drake keeps fighting back!
Rich Russillo: Armstrong frees up his arm— OH!! DRAKE PUSHES KAI OFF THE TOP ROPE—
**CRASSHHH!!**
Thadd Blazevich: BUT BOTH MEN FELL!! KAI GRABBED A HOLD OF DRAKE’S ARM!! EVERYBODY PLUMMETED DOWN!
Rich Russillo: Neither man has been able to truly get an upper hand for a while, and I think frustrations are starting to settle in! The troubles Kai went through to keep the championship in his grasp could come crumbling at the hands of the one man he can consider a comrade, and Drake’s push back to title dreams may come at the expense of Kai! It’s really bad or worse for both of these, and that’s with a tag team match at Bloodsport already in the books!
Persephone: Blah blah. Kai is slowly trying to pull himself back up, as is Drake. If I had to guess, the next thing they’ll be up to will turn into another stalemate.
Thadd Blazevich: While he’s regaining himself, Drake from inside the ring just throws out his arm and grabs the first thing he could grasp from under the ring, and I don’t think Kai knows Drake is armed—
Rich Russillo: Both men start to gain footing but Kai is the first to do so with the head start, and Kai charged forward!
*WHACK!!*
Thadd Blazevich: AHH!! ARMSTRONG WHOOPED KAI WITH HANDCUFFS!! COLD STEEL RAKES THE SKIN, AND KAI IS IN PAIN! DRAKE IS FEELING GREAT ABOUT THIS!
**WHACK!!! WHACK!! WHACK!!**
Rich Russillo: MORE HITS WITH THE HANDCUFFS HIT KAI!! DRAKE MANAGES TO GET THE UPPER HAND, AND DRAKE CAN DOUBLE DOWN ON THE ADVANTAGE AS HE CUFFS ONE HAND!!!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: IF KAI GETS CUFFED TO THE ROPES, HIS TITLE REIGN IS AS GOOD AS OVER!! BUT THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT DRAKE IS UP TO NOW RIGHT NOW!
Rich Russillo: BUT KAI KICKS DRAKE IN THE FACE!! KAI IS ALL FREE, AND WITH A WRIST CUFFED, HE DECIDES TO USE IT AS A WEAPON!!!
**WHAM!! WHAM!! WHAM!! WHAM!!**
Thadd Blazevich: KAI EVENS THE SCORE! THAT GETS DRAKE STUNNED, AND KAI RUNS FORWARD— FOR SHRINE!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: THAT KNEE ABSOLUTELY SMACKED ARMSTRONG, BUT AS KAI TRIES TO FOLLOW UP, HE COLLAPSES!! HE’S FAR TOO EXHAUSTED TO MAKE ANYTHING HAPPEN, AND FROM THE LOOKS OF IT, LA FARMACIA MAY HAVE GOTTEN THEIR WISH; BOTH MEN HAVE SOFTENED ONE ANOTHER UP GOING INTO BLOODSPORT!
Persephone: So it sounds like they can… like… make this match end. Can they do that for little old me, please? 👉👈
Rich Russillo: Not sure about that. Kai is slowly finding his way up, and he drags Armstrong by the nape along with him. If I had to guess, Kai is looking for the Kingstone Piledriver—
Thadd Blazevich: OH, YES HE IS!! BUT DRAKE STRUGGLES HIS WAY OUT OF IT!!! HE TURNS IT AROUND INTO A PILEDRIVER OF HIS OWN!!! LOOKING FOR THE DEATH PENALTY… BUT DRAKE COLLAPSES!! HE CAN’T FOLLOW THROUGH, AND WE’RE BACK TO ZERO!!
Rich Russillo: As they’re both grappling for any advantage on the bloody canvas, Kai grabs a hold of the leg, and he smashes it with his fists!!
Thadd Blazevich: But Drake fights back with knuckles to the opened up forehead!
Rich Russillo: No choice for Kai but to concede! Armstrong gets back up on his feet… AND TRIES A FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK— BUT KAI KNOWS BETTER THAN TO LET HIM GET THAT HOLD GOING!! HE PUSHES DRAKE INTO THE ROPES, AND DRAKE BOUNCES BACK WITH A PENALTY KICK INSTEAD, AND NOW HE LOCKS IN THE FIGURE FOUR!! KAI IS SCREAMING!!!!
Persephone: Please just tap.
Thadd Blazevich: KAI IS SQUIRMING AND WHINING, HIS OWN PAL HAS THE HOLD DEEPLY LOCKED IN, AND THERE IS BARELY ANYTHING KAI CAN DO AT THIS POINT!!
Rich Russillo: Kai may not be a submission mastermind, but he NEEDS to find a way out if he wants to hold onto that title!! And he just may!! KAI IS ATTEMPTING TO TURN THE HOLD AROUND, AND DRAKE IS NOW TRYING HIS HARDEST NOT TO LET THAT HAPPEN, WHICH ACTUALLY RELIEVES SOME OF THE PAIN KAI WAS PUT IN!
Thadd Blazevich: KAI ACTUALLY MANAGES TO TURN THE HOLD AROUND, AND NOW DRAKE IS THE ONE IN PAIN!! BUT KAI CAN’T EVEN HOLD IT FOR TOO LONG BEFORE HE HAS TO LET GO!!
Persephone: Both men holding onto their knees like some 90 year olds, and guess what! It’s back to nothing!! Hardcore match my ass, take the title away from them!!
Rich Russillo: The two are trying to fight through the pain, slowly getting themselves back to their feet…
Thadd Blazevich: And it’s Kai making the first move forward!
Rich Russillo: But it’s only with a weak clothesline that keeps Armstrong up on his feet!
Thadd Blazevich: Drake fired up one of his own, but it’s not any stronger!! Both men run into each other, and get staggered just off that small contact!
Rich Russillo: Both men have reached their limit and you have to wonder what it’s going to take! Kai charges at Drake-
Thadd Blazevich: But Drake stops it with a hard forearm shot directly to the face! Kai stumbles backward and turns his back to Drake due to the sheer magnitude of the move, and Drake finally sees an opening! He grabs a hold of him from behind!
Rich Russillo: AS HE LEAPS UP AND GOES FOR THE IMMACULATE BLADE!
…
Thadd Blazevich: IT CONNECTS!
Rich Russillo: BUT AT THE SAME TIME! KAI SHAKES ONE OF HIS ARMS FREE AND SWINGS FORWARD WITH THE BLADE OF BABYLON!
Thadd Blazevich: BOTH MEN COLLIDE INTO EACH OTHER AT FULL FORCE WITH THEIR FINISHING MOVE AND TAKE ONE ANOTHER OUT!
Persephone: Yawn.
(Kai and Drake are both laid out, completely unconscious at the center of the ring, and it’s a sight that La Farmacia personally finds more amusing than anything.)
(But after some time, there seems to be some movement.)
Rich Russillo: Kai is… he’s… rolling over…
Thadd Blazevich: And he’s putting his arm over Drake Armstrong! The referee is sliding down, this is a pin!
Persephone: No fucking way.
(Seemingly out of pure instinct, Kai has pinned Drake, and the count has begun.)
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
…
(DING! DING! DING!)
Crowd: :mjlol:!!!
(“The Promised Consort” begins to play up as Kai Rabeaux slowly rolls himself off of Drake, half-conscious, and still having no idea what’s going on. As his eyes begin to flutter, they trail over to the referee, who has made his way over with the Hardcore Championship in his possession, handing it over to the Champion.)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner… AND STILL!!!!!!!! EAW HARDCORE CHAMPION!!!!!!!!!!!!! KAIII RABEAUXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(The crowd boos, regardless, they were going to boo. But as the camera goes over to Bethany and TLA, they’ve gotten closer to the ring, as they seem to be laughing and pointing at something, something that Kai has turned around to notice himself…)
(… and that’s that Drake Armstrong has his foot propped up on the bottom rope. The referee never saw it.)
TLA & Dr. Bethany Blue: :mjlol2:
Kai Rabeaux: …
(TLA and Bethany both take microphones for themselves at the ringside area as they begin to speak, overtaking Kai’s theme.)
TLA: Ay, homie, seems like you got one hell of a situation going on there! Don’t think that’s gonna do very well for the team chemistry y’all tryna get.
(Drake has begun to stir, as he notices himself that Kai has retained despite the rope break. Needless to say, he’s not too happy about this himself.)
Drake Armstrong: (Off-Mic) This is preposterous! This is a set up! YOU set us up!
Dr. Bethany Blue: Actually… it’s more like you set yourselves up.
(Drake glances over at Kai, as the two of them share a look, one of frustration. Kai didn’t exactly retain his title in a manner that Drake would be happy of, especially at his expense. However, the frustration the two have isn’t towards each other, but rather the Unified Tag Team Champions, who have spent the entire night mocking them after they’ve been forced into this situation to begin with.)
TLA: Damn, your asses big mad about that. Chill the fuck out, hombre! Y’all can be angry at us all you want, but it don’t change the fact that none of this is going to make a difference come Bloodsport. The fact this happens just makes shit all the more sweeter, and maybe y’all ain’t mad at us like we want you to, but ain’t no problem in thinking that La Farmacia got dat control that you two don’t. I mean, shit, look at we just made you do. I’m sure all my vatos here in Orlando got their money’s worth!
(The crowd applauds in approval.)
(Bethany nods. She’s not too thrilled that Kai Rabeaux managed to hang onto the Hardcore Championship, but seeing the frustrated face on him is enough to put on a smirk on her own face, knowing that she and TLA got under his skin tonight.)
TLA: To be fr, we did pitch this whole idea to Captain Charisma and he was chill asf wit it but we did leave one thing out. To keep it a buck, we jus wanted to fuck wit y’all! Ya see, we sick of Drake and Kai parading ‘round this place as if they own it, and I get they own tons of shits so know they think they own everything, but unfortunately that ain’t the case, ‘coz Voltage ain’t build on false kings and kids with money, but it’s built on peeps really fighting their hearts out leaving all blood in the middle of dat ring like real luchadors, and that’s all done for!! Your power fantasy ends at our hands, and you gon’ be forced to get real uncomfortable with a stick up yo asses!!
(Kai and Drake both remain unconscious, but they begin showing signs of life as Bethany continues.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: The problem with the two of you is that you’re used to getting whatever you want. For too long you both have been able to have your way and worm your way back to the top no matter the cost. You have been allowed to get away with WAY too much, but this…? This won’t be one of those times. You won’t have the opportunity to do as you please at our expense. You won’t have the chance to get the last laugh just as you have for an entire year. Things are going to be different this time and Kai by the time it’s done you’re going to wish you never even had the opportunity to get your hands on that Championship. Bloodsport is going to be the worst night of your career, because you and Drake aren’t going to have any upper hand. You’re not going to be able to escape with a win. Neither of you are going to leave this match the way you have against everyone else, I suppose with the exception of Hans Grayson in Drake’s case. At Bloodsport you’re not just going to lose. You’re going to suffer, just like you both did tonight for nothing at all.
(Loud cheers follow these words, as Dr. Bethany Blue continues.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: With that being said, I was serious when I said the two of you won’t be in control of anything that goes on here anymore. Since our match will be at Bloodsport I believe both of you know that we still need to find out what the stipulation will be. So I don’t know about you TLA, but I think I’m ready to find out.
TLA: You kno I’m all amped to find out as well! No more dancin’ and waitin’, we not at the Poon Palace after all! Let’s see what type of punishment we boutta give these suckos!
(With a smirk, Dr. Bethany Blue turns towards the stage.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: Please, bring out the wheel.
(Kai holds onto his Championship, and as a stagehand brings out the wheel, he and especially Drake Armstrong look furious. They know that Bethany and TLA got their way tonight, just by making them fight each other. That fact alone is enough to annoy them, but what stops them from hiding it as they usually would is the fact that they continue mocking them, all while Kai and Drake can do nothing about it.)
Rich Russillo: Kai and Drake clearly aren’t happy about everything that is going on right nowI can’t say I blame them, but I don’t think it can be denied that they did this to themselves after everything they have done last season.
Thadd Blazevich: Well with that aside, the Wheel of Death is back, and you know what that means bro! It’s stipulation time!
(Dr. Bethany Blue and TLA make their way over to the wheel on the stage while Drake and Kai are just forced to watch. Neither of them are amused whatsoever, but in the condition they’re in, which is thanks to the Champions, there’s not much else they can do right now. Bethany and TLA look at each other and nod, before finally, they spin the wheel.)
(The wheel spins as Kai and Drake are given no choice but to watch, knowing that neither of them had any say in everything that has happened tonight, and that now their Bloodsport opponents were rubbing it in their faces. The fans waited with anticipation as the wheel continued to spin, before finally beginning to slow down. Soon after, it finally came to a stop.)
Rich Russillo: WOW!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Oh man, that’s a good one!
(Dr. Bethany Blue and TLA look at the wheel for a moment, before finally, the Champions turn towards their challengers, giving them a bit of a smirk.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: As I said. You two will get your fair share of punishment at Bloodsport, because you’re going to be seeing us in an Exploding TLC match.
(The crowd explodes with cheers after hearing this, and Kai and Drake at this point don’t even react. Both of them have been through violent stipulations so this wasn’t foreign to them, but this reveal to them served as an added attempt to humiliate them, and given everything else that has already occurred, they couldn’t help but feel even more irritated. They glanced towards each other, seemingly thinking the same thing as they turned back towards their Bloodsport opponents.)
Rich Russillo: That is one hell of a stipulation for Bloodsport! That Exploding TLC match is going to be one for the ages, as we know the Unified Tag Team Championships will be on the line! Tonight was not the Hegemony’s night, but who knows what’ll happen at Bloodsport with a stipulation like that.
Thadd Blazevich: That’s a good point dude. Kai and Drake can be some of Voltage’s biggest threats in environments like that, but Beth and TLA also sound super sure of themselves, and by this point I think they have every right to. All I know for sure is that this match is gonna be killer.
Persephone: In that case someone better actually die. This is the perfect stipulation to make that happen, so there’s really no excuse for it not to.
(Dr. Bethany Blue and TLA give one last look at their Bloodsport opponents before finally beginning to head to the back. With this, Kai and Drake are left to think about the Championship match to come, and what they’ll do next as Voltage fades away from ringside.)
(Promotional ad for Bloodsport, where La Farmacia Sexual defends the Unified Tag Team Championships against The Hegemony in an Exploding TLC match.)
(Sunday Night Voltage returns as the camera focuses on a shot of the crowd, and it’s not long before ‘Going Under’ by Evanescence is heard playing through the speakers of the arena. Thunderous boos are heard as the shot goes over to reveal Auburn Ware, who is seen making her way out from the backstage area. She has a deadly serious expression on her face, focusing completely on the ring as she begins to make her way down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… AUBURNNNN WAREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Well, as we know, these past couple of weeks have been a whirlwind for Auburn Ware as an official member of the Voltage roster. From everything that has happened with Damon Lazarus and her current feelings on everything surrounding her, needless to say, she’s not in the best place. But if there’s one thing that she’s unhappy about, it definitely has to be everything going on with Sayuri Himura.
Thadd Blazevich: But she better be careful what she wishes for! Sayuri Himura has never been someone who is going to allow herself to be stepped over, but at the same time, NOBODY knows what Auburn Ware is capable of at this current state, bro! So it remains to be seen what comes of this conflict.
Persephone: Crawlingggg innnnn myyyyy skinnnnnnnnnn. 😔🔪
(Auburn makes her way up the steps and onto the apron as she enters through the ropes and into the ring. She storms over and snatches a microphone from the ringside area as ‘Going Under’ begins to come to a close. As she heads toward the center of the ring, she takes a moment before beginning to speak.)
Auburn Ware: I’m not going to waste any time. These past couple of weeks, my time has been wasted by a woman named Sayuri Himura. What have I done to deserve this? What have I done to deserve ANYTHING that has happened, quite frankly? After everything that I’ve gone through, the price that I have to pay is an absolute “sAiNt” of a woman trying to pry into my business and tell ME what to do. Fuck off. The last thing that I’m going to do is listen to what anyone has to say anymore, and I am certainly not going to stand for any disrespect, especially when it comes to what happened LAST WEEK.
(Of course, a lot more than *just* Sayuri happened last week for Auburn Ware, but she chose to block it out of her mind. A scowl continued to mark her face as she went on.)
Auburn Ware: So Sayuri, you want to start this with me? You want to challenge me at Bloodsport? Then get out here, now.
(Auburn lowers her microphone down as she turns her attention toward the stage, and almost immediately, ‘REVIVER’ by MY FIRST STORY is heard blasting through the speakers of the arena. The crowd cheers loudly as the camera goes over to reveal Sayuri Himura, who makes her way out. She storms down the ramp, definitely not happy after what has transpired these past couple of weeks, heading straight toward the ring.)
Rich Russillo: Here comes Sayuri, and she definitely had enough with Auburn considering that she challenged her for a match at the Marquee Event. Tensions have risen, and I think it’s apparent Sayuri realizes that she can’t be nice anymore.
Persephone: Wow. Huge shocker.
Thadd Blazevich: But she tried, and I can’t blame her for trying! And we know that she is more than capable of backing it up in the ring, so if this is the route that Auburn wants to go down? Then I am certain that Sayuri is going to be more than willing to do so with her!
(Sayuri makes her way up the steps and onto the apron as she enters through the ropes and into the ring. She takes a microphone from the ringside area while ‘REVIVER’ begins to come to a close, and she immediately turns around and approaches Auburn. As the two of them have a tense staredown, Auburn is the one to raise her microphone first.)
Auburn Ware: Sayuri, I’m warning you now, you’re better off leaving me alone. Because if you are truly considering going through with this challenge that you’ve proposed, then trust me, I’m not lying when I say that you’re not going to come out of this alive.
(The crowd oohs as Sayuri continues to have a serious expression on her face, seemingly not backing down.)
Sayuri Himura: I am not buying it, Auburn Ware. Do you know what you are? You are a heartbroken girl who does not know how to direct your emotions. You have been through a lot, and that is something that I have acknowledged from the very beginning. The only thing that you’re doing is hurting yourself, and that is what I have been trying to stop. A lot of people have questioned why I would give up on you, but they fail to see that it was your doing. Some people don’t want to be helped, and it is not my job to convince anyone to change their mind.
Auburn Ware: What if I want to hurt myself, Sayuri??? Yes, I’m fucked up! I’ve been fucked up! But can you blame me?! This world has done nothing but beat me down, and I did what you said and put a smile on my face for the longest time. I tried to do things the right way, and look where it got me! So I don’t need your opinion; I never needed your opinion, but you continue to persist with the issue, and now you want a match? Trust me, that is the last thing that you need right about now.
Sayuri Himura: And why is that? Please help me understand, Auburn Ware. Is it because you are going to use me as an example? Beat me to a bloody pulp and leave me with absolutely nothing? I do not buy it. If we are going to be harsh about it, then so be it; I am much stronger than you are. None of what happened to you is going to happen to me. So if you think for a second that you are a cautionary tale for someone like myself just because you got the short end of the stick, well then put that to bed right now.
Auburn Ware: I don’t need your pity; I never needed you or anyone else’s. What I need is to be left alone, and I don’t think you fully understand that. I gave you a chance to back away while you had the chance, but it’s clear that you’re not in the business of that, so why even bother at this point? If this is the direction that you want to take your already shambolic career down, then you are more than welcome to do so, but don’t think that it’s going to suddenly turn your luck around just because you think that you can take advantage of me. You’re still going to be the same, pathetic little girl with a stupid ideology who bit off more than she could chew.
Sayuri Himura: You think that any of what you say is going to make me change my mind on this match, Auburn Ware, but you are embarking on a fruitless endeavor. I do not care what you have to say; the fact of the matter is that I *know* what you are capable of bringing to the table, and it never made a difference. I am not backing down from this because this is what you asked for, so it would be in your best interest to accept this challenge and make this match official if you believe that you are that much better than me.
(The crowd murmurs in anticipation as Auburn thinks to herself, and after a moment she raises her microphone.)
Auburn Ware: Alright, fine. You want your match at Bloodsport… then I accept.
(The crowd erupts into thunderous cheers at the confirmation of yet another match on what is already a packed Bloodsport card. Sayuri has a smirk on her face as she nods her head, but Auburn isn’t done.)
Auburn Ware: But I’m not leaving here with just that. I want the Bloodsport wheel out here so we can spin it and determine the stipulation for our match.
(The crowd cheers loudly at the mention of the Bloodsport wheel. Sayuri continues to glare at Auburn before slowly nodding her head in agreement after some time.)
Sayuri Himura: Yes… I agree that this is something that we must do. I have made it known in the past that I am not fond of hardcore stipulations, but… There has not been a challenge that I have backed down from yet, and that is not going to change now regardless of the circumstances. This was inevitable for Bloodsport and our inevitable clash, Auburn Ware, so if we must decide our fate by a wheel, then it is a fate that I am open to.
(Auburn scoffs at this as she continues to look at Sayuri with disdain, but before anything else can happen…)
???: Alright, alright, let’s not get too out of hand here.
(The camera goes over to the stage as Captain Charisma is seen making his way out. Behind him, the Bloodsport wheel is being rolled out by some stagehands, as both Sayuri and Auburn turn their attention over. After a moment, the Voltage Commissioner continues.)
Captain Charisma: The both of you have a lot of animosity, and frankly, it was only inevitable that a match was made official for Bloodsport. Thus, as is more than obligatory, I am more than happy to spin the Bloodsport wheel to determine your stipulation.
(The crowd cheers loudly, as Captain Charisma beams.)
Captain Charisma: So without further ado, let’s get this underway…
(He turns around and spins the wheel, as everyone, including Sayuri and Auburn, wait in anticipation for what it is going to land on. After some time, the wheel begins to slow down, and it lands on…)
Captain Charisma: Buckets of Blood!
(The crowd cheers loudly, Auburn looking more than happy about that and Sayuri nodding her head in acceptance.)
Captain Charisma: We saw an excellent Buckets of Blood match last year between Minerv and TLA, and I do not doubt in my mind that this is going to be much of the same. Good luck to both of you!
(Captain Charisma turns around and begins to make his way back to Gorilla Position along with the Bloodsport wheel. Sayuri takes one more glance at Auburn, nodding her head with a look of contemplation on her face before turning around and beginning to make her way out of the scene.)
(But Auburn isn’t going to let her go so easily…)
Rich Russillo: IT SEEMS LIKE AUBURN ISN’T WAITING FOR BLOODSPORT! SHE RUSHES FORWARD AND CLOBBERS SAYURI FROM BEHIND WITH A FOREARM SHOT!
Thadd Blazevich: Shit just went from 0 to 100 real quick, bro! Auburn is beginning to stomp down on her repeatedly, but this isn’t stopping Sayuri! She begins to make her way back up to her feet, and she snatches her by the head and begins to unload on her with fists to the face! And we seem to have a brawl on our hands here tonight!
Persephone: Auburn manages to break through as she drives a knee directly into her abdomen! She takes that goody two-shoes by the head and runs her forward before slamming her face against the top turnbuckle-
Rich Russillo: But Sayuri manages to bring her hands out! She nails her with an elbow to the chest before turning her around and driving her face against the top turnbuckle! Auburn staggers back, as Sayuri charges at her!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT AUBURN GOES UNDER AND TAKES HER DOWN WITH A DOUBLE LEG! And she grabs her by the head and begins to slam repeated strikes against her face!
Persephone: Sayuri turns her around on the ground and begins to take momentum. FUCK. Security is running out and ruining all the fun…
(Security slides into the ring and pries Sayuri off of Auburn, Sayuri holding her hands up as she yells that she’s done with her. Another group holds Auburn back, as she kicks and screams, trying to force herself free so that this fight can continue.)
Rich Russillo: Well, if we know anything for certain, it’s that they’re not going to be stopped at Bloodsport; this is certainly going to be one hell of a battle!
Thadd Blazevich: And considering the stipulation, there’s no doubt that there’s gonna be A LOT of bloodshed along with it, dude! This is going to be rad!
(Sayuri and Auburn are escorted toward different parts of the arena, as it’s the very last shot seen before Sunday Night Voltage begins to fade out from there.)
(Promotional ad for Bloodsport, where Auburn Ware faces Sayuri Himura in a Buckets of Blood match.)
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton in the ring.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(“Nice To Meet Yah” by Asian Doll hits the speakers as Diamond Dixon confidently steps onto the stage with Cosmo Goldworthy at her side. The two share a quick fist bump before making their way down the ramp, Diamond wearing a smug grin as she heads toward the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! Hailing out of Houston, Texas, weighing in at 176 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Cosmo Goldworthy… SHE IS THE CROWN JEWEL… DIAMOND DIXON!!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, Diamond and Cosmo have been stirring the pot ever since the season started, and they don’t seem bothered one bit by all the heat they’ve been catching.
Rich Russillo: They may not care what people think, but they’ve certainly made enemies in a hurry. Last week alone, they cost Carmen Sánchez her match before jumping both her and Sayuri Himura after the bell.
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, bro, and tonight Diamond’s got a chance to send another message if she can put Cynthia away.
(“I Was Made For Lovin’ You” by KISS begins to play as Cynthia Valice steps onto the stage to a warm ovation with Carmen Sánchez by her side. The two exchange a determined nod before making their way down the ramp together, Cynthia looking more focused than usual after everything that unfolded last week.)
Bella Braxton: And her opponent! Hailing from Kansas City, Missouri, weighing in at 134 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Carmen Sánchez… CYNTHIA VALICE!
Rich Russillo: Cynthia Valice has every reason to want some payback tonight. It all started with her upset win over Cosmo Goldworthy, and ever since then, Diamond and Cosmo have made her life miserable.
Thadd Blazevich: And last week, Carmen Sánchez decided she’d had enough. She stepped in to help Cynthia, and now she’s got a target on her back too. That’s why she’s out here tonight, making sure Cynthia doesn’t have to deal with Diamond and Cosmo alone.
Persephone: Great. Four people who can’t stand each other all in the same place. I’m sure this’ll end peacefully.
(The referee signals for the bell as both competitors stand in opposing corners.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Guys, I’m really looking forward to this! Diamond Dixon versus Cynthia Valice! Last week, tensions between these two reached a boiling point after Cynthia confronted Diamond and Cosmo during an interview. It all broke down into a fight, with Diamond and Cosmo getting the better of Cynthia before Carmen Sánchez rushed in to even the odds!
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, and it’s a good thing Cynthia’s got backup, dude, because Diamond and Cosmo have no problem playing the numbers game. We saw that two weeks ago after Cynthia’s match with Cosmo, and they tried pulling it again last week until Carmen stepped in.
Rich Russillo: And neither of them will be far away tonight. Cosmo Goldworthy will be in Diamond Dixon’s corner, while Carmen Sánchez has Cynthia Valice’s back at ringside. Hopefully things stay under control.
(Diamond Dixon and Cynthia Valice slowly circle one another in the center of the ring, neither woman taking her eyes off the other as Cosmo Goldworthy and Carmen Sánchez watch closely from ringside.)
Persephone: Chop-chop, don’t have all day.
Rich Russillo: Both women lock up in the center of the ring— BUT DIAMOND’S POWER OVERWHELMS CYNTHIA EARLY, SHOVING HER DOWN TO THE MAT!
Thadd Blazevich: Cynthia rolls back through to a knee, keeping that determination as she RUSHES right back at a trash-talking Diamond for another collar and elbow tie-up! BUT DIAMOND GETS THE BETTER OF HER AGAIN, JUST MUSCLING CYNTHIA FACE FIRST INTO THE CANVAS!
(Cynthia rises to both knees, favoring her mouth and nose momentarily before looking up at Diamond standing over her.)
Rich Russillo: Oh, and Cynthia! Cynthia lunges forward and slips behind Diamond for a rear waistlock— BUT DIAMOND JUST FLINGS HER OFF! No matter what Cynthia tries, nothing seems to be working as she rolls back to a knee. Diamond continues talking trash, obviously not taking Cynthia very seriously, before marching right toward her… BUT CYNTHIA SHOOTS FOR THE LEG! CYNTHIA GOES FOR A SINGLE LEG TAKEDOWN, TRYING TO GET DIAMOND DIXON OFF HER FEET!
Thadd Blazevich: But look at this! Diamond’s standing her ground, shuffling around as she tries to shake Cynthia loose before deciding to LIFT HER UP ONTO HER SHOULDER FOR A THUNDER FIRE POWERBOMB! BUT CYNTHIA SLIPS OUT THE BACK, LANDING ON HER FEET! Diamond turns around, and Valice immediately grabs hold of the arm for an Irish whip into the corner— BUT DIAMOND BLOCKS IT, STANDING HER GROUND!
Rich Russillo: Diamond reverses the Irish whip, using her power to send Cynthia into the corner instead! BUT VALICE GOES UP AND OVER DIAMOND IN THE CORNER, TAKING OFF ACROSS THE RING AS DIAMOND TURNS AROUND! Dixon swings wildly with a clothesline, BUT CYNTHIA DUCKS UNDERNEATH, HITTING THE ROPES TO KEEP HER MOMENTUM GOING!
Thadd Blazevich: FLYING FOREARM! But Diamond doesn’t go down! She is rocked, though, as Cynthia hits another set of ropes and comes flying back with ANOTHER FLYING FOREARM! Diamond finally stumbles back into the corner, and Cynthia’s feeling it now! This crowd is right behind her as she charges straight at Diamond in the corner!
Rich Russillo: Diamond sends Cynthia up and over her shoulder with a BACK BODY DROP TO THE OUTSIDE! BUT CYNTHIA CATCHES HERSELF ON THE APRON and nails Diamond with a forearm as she turns around, staggering Dixon back! Cynthia quickly begins climbing to the top rope…
Persephone: She’s gonna fall, isn’t she?
Thadd Blazevich: Nope! Cynthia keeps her balance, dude… AND FLIES OFF WITH A FRONT MISSILE DROPKICK! Diamond stumbles back, turning around in the process, but she still doesn’t go down! Cynthia notices Diamond’s back to her and immediately wraps both arms around her waist! GOING FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX!
Rich Russillo: BUT DIAMOND DIXON HOOKS HER FOOT AROUND CYNTHIA’S LEG TO BLOCK IT! A heavy back elbow breaks the grip! Cynthia staggers into the corner, favoring her jaw as Diamond rushes in with a RUNNING CLOTHESLINE! Now she pulls Cynthia away from the turnbuckles… OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!
Thadd Blazevich: Ooh, dude… Cynthia sat right up after that, but I don’t think she even knows where she is. Diamond drags Cynthia back to her feet and cracks her with a HEADBUTT! That sends Cynthia stumbling right back into the corner, and Diamond’s just having her way with her now! She closes in… KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO THE CHEST!
Persephone: I would’ve just accepted defeat by now.
Rich Russillo: Cynthia’s reeling before getting LAUNCHED CHEST FIRST INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER! Diamond rolls to a knee with a confident smirk as Cynthia clutches at her chest, coughing in pain. Valice crawls back toward the center of the ring, and Diamond places a hand on the back of her neck as Cynthia slowly rises to one knee…
Thadd Blazevich: AND CYNTHIA STARTS FIRING BACK TO THE RIBS! She’s digging in with body shots, dude, trying to slow Diamond down! Cynthia fights her way back to her feet with those shots— BUT DIAMOND SHUTS HER DOWN WITH A HUGE RIGHT HAND! Cynthia spins around, barely able to stay standing, and Diamond wastes no time hooking her up for A BACK SUPLEX!
Rich Russillo: BUT CYNTHIA BACKFLIPS ONTO HER FEET! Diamond turns around into A KNEE TO THE ABDOMEN, GETTING DOUBLED OVER! EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! Diamond jolts upright and swings wildly with a right hand… BUT CYNTHIA DUCKS UNDERNEATH AND CATCHES HER WITH AN OVERHAND CHOP TO THE CHEST!
Thadd Blazevich: That stunned Diamond momentarily, dude, before she grabs Cynthia by the neck with both hands and TOSSES HER INTO THE CORNER! Diamond charges in… BUT CYNTHIA GETS THE BOOT UP! Cynthia hops onto the middle rope before sitting on the top turnbuckle as Diamond doubles over!
Rich Russillo: BUT UH-OH! Diamond Dixon grabs Cynthia by the throat, and LIFTS HER INTO A MILITARY PRESS! Cynthia’s in a dangerous position as Diamond carries her all the way to the opposite corner… AND SHE JUST THROWS HER ONTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Thadd Blazevich: Cynthia drops from the top turnbuckle onto the apron, reeling as she clutches her abdomen while trying to stay on her feet… BEFORE DIAMOND BLASTS HER WITH A RUNNING FOREARM TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! That sends Cynthia crashing to the floor, rolling back first into the barricade! Dude… Cynthia might be out!
(Carmen kneels beside Cynthia, trying to rally her as she lies on her side against the barricade, her face twisted in pain. The referee immediately begins the count while Diamond welcomes the chorus of boos, spreading her arms wide as Cosmo applauds proudly from ringside.)
Referee: ONE! …TWO! …THREE! …FOUR! …FIVE! …SIX! …SEVEN!
Rich Russillo: Cynthia’s managed to struggle up to all fours, crawling toward the apron as the referee’s count continues.
Persephone: C’mon, count faster!
Referee: EIGHT! …NINE!
Thadd Blazevich: Cynthia’s dragged herself back to a vertical base with the help of the apron, dude, but can she make it back inside in time?!
Referee: …TE—
Thadd Blazevich: YES! YES, SHE CAN!
Persephone: Oh, for crying out loud!
Rich Russillo: CYNTHIA BEATS THE COUNT, ROLLING BACK INTO THE RING AT THE VERY LAST SECOND!
Persephone: Yeah, into another beating.
Rich Russillo: Cynthia lies on her side, trying to shake the cobwebs loose before Diamond pulls her into a seated position and cinches in a REAR CHINLOCK! Diamond violently wrenches Cynthia’s head around while talking trash, and this has become a one-sided affair right now…
(Carmen begins pounding on the apron at ringside, motioning for the crowd to get behind Cynthia before going back to pounding on the apron herself. Sure enough, the fans start rallying behind Cynthia.)
Thadd Blazevich: Carmen’s got this crowd rallying behind Cynthia, dude, and she’s almost feeding off that energy as she starts fighting her way back to her feet in this submission! Cynthia drives shot after shot into Diamond’s ribs, loosening the hold… ENOUGH TO EXPLODE WITH AN OVERHAND CHOP TO THE CHEST! She follows it up with another, and now Diamond Dixon’s the one reeling!
Rich Russillo: CYNTHIA TAKES OFF FOR THE ROPES AND CHOP BLOCKS THE BACK OF DIAMOND DIXON’S KNEE! She may be trying to soften Diamond up for Quiet Desperation, that Ankle Lock! Diamond stays on her feet, but she’s barely able to stand as she favors that knee! Cynthia pops right back up and charges in… BUT RUNS RIGHT INTO A CLOTHESLINE THAT FLATTENS HER!
Persephone: :mjlol2:
Thadd Blazevich: Every time Cynthia starts building a little momentum, dude, Diamond’s right there to snuff it out. Cynthia’s still hurting after that clothesline, and Diamond drags her back to her feet before marching her into the corner and slamming her FACE FIRST OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Rich Russillo: Diamond lifts Cynthia onto the top turnbuckle and grabs her by the throat with one hand, using the other to fire away with not one, not two, not three, but FOUR PUNCHES TO THE FACE! NO, WAIT! CYNTHIA COUNTERS INTO A ROPE HUNG CROSS ARMBREAKER ON THE ARM HOLDING HER THROAT!
Thadd Blazevich: CYNTHIA’S GOT UNTIL FIVE TO BREAK!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE!
Rich Russillo: LOOK AT THIS! Diamond deadlifts Cynthia back into the ring with pure strength and THROWS HER DOWN TO THE MAT! That breaks the armbreaker, and Diamond stumbles back into the corner, favoring that arm! …Finally, Diamond drops into the cover, hooking the leg!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHH—
Thadd Blazevich: KICKOUT! CYNTHIA BROUGHT THE SHOULDER UP!
Rich Russillo: Diamond rises to both knees, perhaps growing a bit frustrated and wondering what more she’ll have to do. Despite the beating she’s put on Cynthia, she just keeps coming back for more! That resilience is shining through as Diamond gets back to her feet, stalking Cynthia while she struggles up to all fours.
Thadd Blazevich: Diamond pulls Cynthia back up from the side, and Cynthia can barely stand before getting launched CHEST FIRST INTO THE ROPES, REBOUNDING RIGHT INTO A NORTHERN LARIAT!
Rich Russillo: Cynthia collapses face first to the mat while Diamond takes a moment to gloat, soaking in the boos before hauling Cynthia back to her feet once again. Diamond goes to send her into the ropes for a second time as Cynthia rebounds chest first… BUT SHE FLIPS THROUGH, SNATCHING THE ANKLE OF DIAMOND DIXON! Diamond drops to all fours and Cynthia’s got the ankle! ANKLE LOCK! ANKLE LOCK APPLIED!
Thadd Blazevich: QUIET DESPERATION! WILL DIAMOND DIXON TAP OUT HERE?! DIXON’S ON ALL FOURS, PAIN ETCHED ACROSS HER FACE AS BOTH SHE AND COSMO START TO PANIC AT RINGSIDE! Diamond rolls onto her back and shoves Cynthia away with both feet!
Rich Russillo: BUT CYNTHIA ROLLS RIGHT BACK TO HER FEET, KEEPING THE ANKLE LOCK APPLIED! Diamond raises her hand… will she tap to Quiet Desperation?!
Persephone: I hope so. I’m ready to move on with tonight.
Thadd Blazevich: NO! DIAMOND THINKS BETTER OF IT, REACHING FOR THE ROPES INSTEAD! SHE’S SO CLOSE! BUT CYNTHIA DRAGS HER RIGHT BACK TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! THAT’S WHEN DIAMOND ROLLS ONTO HER BACK AND CATCHES CYNTHIA WITH A RIGHT HAND TO BREAK THE HOLD!
Rich Russillo: Cynthia staggers into the corner as Diamond climbs back to her feet, wobbly after the damage done to that ankle… BEFORE DIXON CHARGES IN! BUT CYNTHIA SIDESTEPS HER, SENDING DIAMOND SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RING POST! Cynthia collapses face first to the mat after avoiding disaster!
Thadd Blazevich: Diamond pulls herself free from between the top and middle ropes before clutching at that shoulder and dropping to both knees. Cynthia rolls out onto the apron and uses the ropes to pull herself back up, her eyes lighting up as she sees an opening before climbing to the top rope… Cynthia’s going high risk again!
Rich Russillo: Diamond slowly works her way back to her feet… BEFORE GETTING CAUGHT WITH A FRONT MISSILE DROPKICK! THAT’S THE SECOND TIME SHE’S BEEN HIT WITH IT IN THIS MATCH, AND THIS TIME DIAMOND DIXON GOES DOWN!
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, Dixon rolls back to a knee in the corner, dude, reeling from that dropkick as Cynthia crawls into the opposite corner and uses the ropes to pull herself back up. …CYNTHIA CHARGES IN WITH A RUNNING FOREARM TO DIAMOND IN THE CORNER!
Rich Russillo: Cynthia bounces off the opposite corner, building momentum for another… AND SHE CONNECTS AGAIN! She shoots off the opposite corner a third time… THIRD FOREARM! Cynthia races off the opposite corner one more time, looking for a fourth… BUT DIAMOND DIXON STAGGERS OUT OF THE CORNER AND POPS CYNTHIA UP INTO A FALLING POWERSLAM!
Thadd Blazevich: COVER IS MADE, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Thadd Blazevich: KICKOUT! CYNTHIA POPS THE SHOULDER UP!
(Diamond Dixon rolls onto her back, staring up at the lights as she tries to catch her breath, both she and Cynthia left down on the mat after the exchange.)
(Cynthia slowly pushes herself up to all fours, a glazed look in her eyes as she weakly reaches toward Diamond. Dixon manages to rise to one knee first, grabbing Cynthia by the hair with one hand while talking trash.)
Diamond Dixon: (Off-Mic) Stay your ass down already. Damn, how many times are we gonna keep doing this?
Persephone: Diamond’s asking the question we’re all wondering tonight.
Rich Russillo: Well, Diamond CHUCKS CYNTHIA OUT THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE! Cynthia lands on a knee before Diamond heads out after her! Diamond grabs Cynthia by the back of the neck and RUNS HER GUT FIRST INTO THE CORNER OF THE BARRICADE! …then she runs right past us and DRIVES HER GUT FIRST INTO ANOTHER CORNER OF THE BARRICADE!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DIAMOND’S STILL NOT DONE! She gestures for Carmen to move, something she reluctantly does before Diamond RUNS CYNTHIA BACK FIRST INTO A THIRD CORNER OF THE BARRICADE! Dude, Cynthia got thrown with so much force that she hit the barricade sideways!
Rich Russillo: Diamond briefly rolls back into the ring before stepping back out, taking a moment to taunt the fans. She turns around and stalks Cynthia as she crawls to the apron, using it to pull herself back to her feet. Cynthia can barely stand… BEFORE DIAMOND CHARGES IN FOR A RUNNING— OH NO! Cynthia rolls back into the ring just in time, and Diamond goes SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS, SHOVING THEM OUT OF PLACE!
Persephone: Well, that’s gonna leave a mark. Good.
Thadd Blazevich: Diamond rolls onto her back, clutching that shoulder before gritting through the pain and rolling back inside the ring! Cynthia was catching her breath on one knee before springing into action, grabbing Diamond by the ankle and dragging her toward the ring post as she slides underneath the bottom rope! Cynthia has the leg… AND SWINGS DIAMOND’S KNEE RIGHT INTO THE RING POST!
Rich Russillo: DIAMOND SCREAMS IN PAIN! But Cynthia isn’t letting up as she SLAMS THAT LEG INTO THE RING POST A SECOND TIME!
Thadd Blazevich: Diamond scoots back toward the center of the ring, favoring that knee as she forces herself back to her feet… BUT CYNTHIA SLIDES BACK IN AND CHARGES WITH A BASEMENT DROPKICK TO THE KNEE! Diamond’s down to one knee as Cynthia stands over her, unloading with forearm after forearm to the face!
Rich Russillo: FOREARM AFTER FOREARM AFTER FOREARM! Cynthia Valice has found a second wind… BUT SHE RUNS RIGHT INTO A SPINNING SPINEBUSTER BY DIAMOND DIXON! SPINNING SPINEBUSTER! Diamond hooks the leg!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHRRRRRRRRR—
Thadd Blazevich: KICKOUT! Diamond sits up, unable to believe it as Cynthia begins crawling toward the corner, using the ropes to pull herself back up. Diamond shakes her head, refocuses, and rises in the opposite corner… DIAMOND CHARGES IN! BUT CYNTHIA SIDESTEPS, SENDING DIAMOND BASEBALL SLIDING UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE! Diamond rounds the ring post before sliding right back into the ring as Cynthia groggily turns around in the center… LOOKING FOR A CLOTHESLINE!
Rich Russillo: NO! CYNTHIA DUCKS UNDERNEATH AND SLIPS BEHIND FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX! BUT THE HANDS ARE LOCKED! Cynthia drags Diamond back to her feet for a second German… AND THE HANDS STAY LOCKED! Cynthia hauls Diamond up one last time… THIRD GERMAN SUPLEX! Completing the trifecta she calls Three Steps Forward!
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, dude! AND WHAT A BEAUTIFUL BRIDGE FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEE—
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT! Diamond Dixon kicks out and rolls onto her stomach… BUT CYNTHIA IMMEDIATELY SNATCHES THE ANKLE! No wasted time whatsoever as she locks in Quiet Desperation for the second time!
Thadd Blazevich: DIAMOND’S SCREAMING IN PAIN, CLAWING AT THE MAT AS SHE TRIES TO DRAG HERSELF TOWARD THE ROPES! She’s fingertips away! BUT CYNTHIA DRAGS HER RIGHT BACK TO THE CENTER OF THE RING BEFORE GRAPEVINING THE LEG! QUIET DESPERATION IS LOCKED IN DEEP!
Rich Russillo: DIAMOND DIXON IS IN ABSOLUTE AGONY! She has nowhere to go! She’s trying to fight through the pain, inching herself toward the ropes with everything she’s got… AND SHE JUST BARELY GETS A HAND ON THE BOTTOM ROPE TO FORCE THE BREAK!
Thadd Blazevich: Cynthia releases the hold, and Diamond crawls toward the corner. Cynthia marches right after her and unloads with REPEATED RIGHTS as Diamond tries to cover up! BUT CYNTHIA UPS THE ANTE, CLIMBING TO THE MIDDLE ROPE AND RAINING DOWN EVEN MORE RIGHTS AS THE CROWD COUNTS ALONG!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
Rich Russillo: DIAMOND SHOVES HER OFF! Cynthia rolls back through to her feet! Diamond grabs Cynthia by the throat and lifts her for a CHOKESLAM! BUT CYNTHIA SLIPS FREE! She lands on her feet behind Diamond, grabs hold from behind, and rebounds her off the ropes for AN O’CONNOR ROLL! THIS IS SIMILAR TO HOW SHE BEAT COSMO!!! CYNTHIA’S GONNA STEAL IT!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT COSMO! COSMO GOLDWORTHY JUMPS UP ON THE APRON, DRAWING THE REFEREE’S ATTENTION AWAY WHILE CYNTHIA STILL HAS THE O’CONNOR ROLL LOCKED IN AND DIAMOND’S THRASHING TO BREAK FREE!
Persephone: Of course he is.
Rich Russillo: OH, AND CARMEN! CARMEN’S SEEN ENOUGH AND YANKS COSMO OFF THE APRON! Cosmo lands face first on the apron before Carmen hammers him with repeated forearms to the face! BUT COSMO RAKES CARMEN’S EYES, BACKING HER UP AGAINST THE APRON!
Thadd Blazevich: THEN— LOOK OUT! :krabs:
Rich Russillo: COSMO JUST CHUCKED CARMEN OVER OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!
(Cynthia stands up out of the cover, contemplating whether she should go help Carmen before getting turned around—)
Rich Russillo: OH NO!!!! CYNTHIA WAS DISTRACTED, AND THANKS TO THAT SHE JUST TURNED RIGHT INTO A KICK TO THE GUT— FOLLOWED BY THE FACELIFT! DIAMOND PLANTS CYNTHIA WITH THE FACELIFT, shoots the half, and hooks the leg as the referee turns back around!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… DIAMOND DIXON!
(“Nice To Meet Yah” by Asian Doll plays as Diamond Dixon sits up, favoring her ankle for a moment before noticing Cosmo dragging Carmen out from behind the commentary desk at ringside and launching her FACE FIRST INTO THE RING POST! Carmen stumbles around in a daze before groggily falling against Cosmo, who catches her by the back of the neck and gestures for Diamond Dixon to come over. Diamond slides underneath the bottom rope to join him in the double team as her theme abruptly fades out in the background.)
Rich Russillo: THIS HASN’T STOPPED WITH THE WIN! Diamond Dixon got the victory, but she’s making it crystal clear that beating Cynthia Valice wasn’t enough! She and Cosmo are looking to leave one more message here tonight!
Persephone: Great. Guess we’re not done yet.
Thadd Blazevich: Bro… I don’t like where this is going one bit! Cosmo’s clearing off the announce table, and Carmen’s in serious trouble!
(The crowd rains down boos as Cosmo spins Carmen around by the back of the neck before hurling her toward Diamond, leaving Carmen doubled over with her head trapped between Diamond’s legs in position for a powerbomb! Diamond flashes a cocky grin while Cosmo turns his attention to clearing off the announce table.)
Rich Russillo: NO, NO, NO! DIAMOND’S GOT CARMEN SET FOR A POWERBOMB, AND SHE’S AIMING RIGHT FOR OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, Carmen can barely even stand! If Diamond gets her off the ground, she’s gonna send her straight through—
(Cosmo was hyping Diamond up as she went to lift Carmen for the powerbomb… BUT CYNTHIA COMES RACING AROUND THE CORNER OUT OF NOWHERE, TACKLING COSMO TO THE FLOOR AND IMMEDIATELY RAINING DOWN WITH PUNCH AFTER PUNCH!)
Rich Russillo: CYNTHIA VALICE ISN’T STAYING DOWN! SHE JUST CAME FLYING AROUND THE CORNER AND TOOK COSMO GOLDWORTHY OFF HIS FEET!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, she wasn’t about to let Carmen get driven through our table! Cynthia’s unloading on Cosmo, and this whole thing has completely broken down!
(Diamond shoves Carmen aside for the moment and pulls Cynthia off Cosmo, hooking both arms from behind. Cosmo scrambles back to his feet and unloads with PUNCH AFTER PUNCH before Diamond releases Cynthia, the two immediately teaming up to hurl her over the corner of the barricade, sending her spilling into the crowd area!)
Rich Russillo: Cynthia’s been taken out of the equation, and now Diamond and Cosmo turn their attention back to Carmen! They roll her back into the ring, where Carmen scoots backward into the corner… AND THE TWO START STOMPING A MUDHOLE INTO HER! Stomp after stomp rains down before they both plant a boot across her throat, choking the life out of her!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT FROM BEHIND, CYNTHIA VALICE RE-ENTERS THE FRAY! THROWING HERSELF AT BOTH COSMO AND DIAMOND BEFORE UNLOADING WITH RIGHT HAND AFTER RIGHT HAND, DRIVING DIAMOND BACK INTO THE CORNER! BRO, SHE’S NOT STAYING DOWN! BUT COSMO RUSHES IN FROM BEHIND, WRAPPING UP CYNTHIA IN A REAR WAISTLOCK BEFORE DUMPING HER TO THE MAT!
Persephone: Oh good, she came back for another beating.
(Cynthia rolls onto all fours before Cosmo comes from behind, hooking both of her arms and dragging her back up to a vertical base. Diamond slowly circles around Cynthia before grabbing a fistful of her hair, jawing at her for a moment before looking over at Cosmo.)
Diamond Dixon: (off-mic) Hold her still!
(Cosmo keeps Cynthia restrained, hooking one of her arms while keeping a grip on her hair. Diamond backs into the corner, taking off at full speed with a RUNNING—)
Rich Russillo: CARMEN! CARMEN COMES FLYING OFF THE TOP ROPE, SOARING RIGHT OVER COSMO AND CYNTHIA WITH A CROSSBODY THAT WIPES DIAMOND OUT! WHAT A SAVE! Carmen wastes absolutely no time, mounting Diamond and raining down right hands and lefts! Cosmo finally releases Cynthia, letting her collapse to the mat before rushing over! Cosmo grabs Carmen from behind in a rear waistlock, MUSCLING HER OFF DIAMOND BEFORE HURLING HER OUT TO THE FLOOR!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, Carmen came in like a missile! She wasn’t about to let Cynthia take that shot!
Persephone: And now she’s on the floor too. That lasted long.
(Cosmo helps Diamond Dixon back to her feet before the two turn their attention toward Carmen and Cynthia, both of whom slowly begin stirring back up to a knee.)
Rich Russillo: Diamond goes to haul Cynthia back to her feet while Cosmo does the same to Carmen… BUT BOTH WOMEN FIRE BACK! A FLURRY OF RIGHT HANDS FROM CARMEN AND CYNTHIA! LEFTS AND RIGHTS FLYING FROM EVERY DIRECTION, AND THIS HAS BROKEN DOWN INTO A FULL-BLOWN HOCKEY FIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
Thadd Blazevich: DUDE, IT’S ABSOLUTE CHAOS! Carmen backs Cosmo all the way into the corner with shot after shot, completely overwhelming him! At the same time, Diamond manages to shove Cynthia back against the ropes, finally stopping her barrage! Diamond charges in for a clothesline… BUT CYNTHIA DUCKS UNDERNEATH! Diamond rebounds right back into position… DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE OVER THE TOP ROPE BY CARMEN AND CYNTHIA!
Persephone: Finally, somebody’s cleaning the ring.
Rich Russillo: Cosmo stumbles out of the corner into a SUPERKICK TO THE MIDSECTION BY CARMEN! That doubles him over perfectly for a PUNT KICK TO THE CHEST! It snaps Cosmo upright just as Cynthia rebounds off the ropes… SKYFLASH! SPINNING HEEL KICK! WHAT A COMBINATION!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, they finally got on the same page! That’s so cool!
(Cosmo rolls out of the ring to a knee as Carmen and Cynthia stand tall inside the ring. Diamond regroups with Cosmo at ringside before the two jump up onto the apron! Prompting Carmen and Cynthia to take a swing… BUT DIAMOND AND COSMO DROP DOWN OFF THE APRON TO AVOID THE SHOTS! They immediately reach underneath the bottom rope, dragging Carmen and Cynthia out to ringside! AND BOTH SIDES IMMEDIATELY EXPLODE INTO ANOTHER HOCKEY FIGHT AT RINGSIDE! Right hands flying everywhere as security comes sprinting down the ramp, swarming the area and FORCING EVERYONE APART!)
???: Stop it! Stop it right now!
(Eden Sinclair walks out onto the stage with a microphone, garnering cheers and drawing the attention of the women from each other for a minute as they stop trying to break free from security for a moment, all looking up at the Voltage Consultant.)
Eden Sinclair: That’s enough! Last week, Carmen Sánchez got involved because she wasn’t about to stand by while Cynthia Valice was getting jumped. Tonight, the four of you couldn’t even make it through the night without another fight breaking out.
Eden Sinclair: It’s pretty clear this isn’t going away anytime soon, so we’re going to settle it another way. At Bloodsport, it’ll be Diamond Dixon and Cosmo Goldworthy…
(The crowd buzzes in anticipation.)
Eden Sinclair: …taking on Cynthia Valice and Carmen Sánchez in a tag team match!
(The crowd erupts as Cynthia and Carmen exchange determined looks while Diamond and Cosmo glare back from opposite sides of the security line.)
Rich Russillo: IT’S OFFICIAL! DIAMOND DIXON AND COSMO GOLDWORTHY WILL TAKE ON CYNTHIA VALICE AND CARMEN SÁNCHEZ AT BLOODSPORT!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, I knew it! Things got ugly last week, and tonight they completely boiled over! Now they’re finally gonna get to settle this in the ring!
Persephone: Or they’re just gonna beat the hell out of each other again. Either way works for me.
(Eden lowers her microphone before turning and heading to the back as security continues keeping the four competitors separated at ringside.)
(Diamond and Cosmo start fighting their way free from security before Cosmo retrieves two microphones, bringing one over to Diamond. The two stand side by side at the end of the ramp while Carmen and Cynthia continue struggling against security, desperately trying to get their hands on them.)
(Diamond and Cosmo start fighting their way free from security before Cosmo retrieves two microphones, bringing one over to Diamond. The two stand side by side at the end of the ramp while Carmen and Cynthia remain restrained at ringside, still trying to get at them.)
Cosmo Goldworthy: Y’all really fucked up letting this get this far. This was never supposed to be about the four of us, but Cynthia couldn’t accept what happened after she beat me, and Carmen just had to stick her nose into some business that had nothing to do with her. Now we got a match at Bloodsport, and trust me, we ain’t complaining. You two just gave us the chance to handle both problems at once.
Diamond Dixon: Exactly. Cosmo and I came into this season with plans, and neither of you is about to get in the way of them. We’re not letting Cynthia’s little victory turn into some career-changing moment, and we’re damn sure not letting Carmen play hero at our expense. Whatever stipulation gets added at Bloodsport, the result is going to be the same. The two of you are going to lose, and then Cosmo and I are moving on while y’all are left wondering why you ever stepped up to us.
Cosmo Goldworthy: And Carmen, next time you see something that don’t concern you, think twice before getting involved. Cynthia ain’t your responsibility, and trying to save her has done nothing but put a target on your back. At Bloodsport, we’re gonna make sure both of you understand that nobody interferes with our business and walks away from it.
(Diamond drops her microphone before turning and heading back up the ramp alongside Cosmo. Carmen and Cynthia remain at ringside, staring after the two as security stays close by, making sure another fight doesn’t break out. From there, the camera begins to fade elsewhere.)
(Commercial for The Odyssey.)
(The camera returns to ringside, where the fans remain loud following the conclusion of the previous match. The camera pans toward the ring, where Voltage Commissioner Captain Charisma is already standing with a microphone in his hand. Beside him is the familiar Bloodsport Wheel of Death, filled with the various stipulations that have helped make the event one of the most dangerous shows in EAW.)
Rich Russillo: Welcome back to Sunday Night Voltage. As you can see, Captain Charisma is already in the ring, and standing beside him is the Bloodsport Wheel of Death.
Thadd Blazevich: We’ve seen the wheel already start shaping up an insane Bloodsport, bro, but it looks like Double C isn’t finished with it yet!
Persephone: Great. Hopefully this one lands on something that guarantees both participants leave in an ambulance.
(The fans cheer as Captain Charisma looks around the arena, waiting for the noise to settle before beginning to speak.)
Captain Charisma: Ladies and gentlemen, it is time once again to decide the fate of two Elitists at Bloodsport!
(The fans begin to cheer, already understanding which match Captain Charisma is referring to.)
Captain Charisma: Last week, Bronson Daniels and Miku Sakai made it very clear that they have a problem with one another. Miku decided to interfere in Bronson’s match against Candice Blair, and the argument that followed nearly became physical before I was able to step in. Rather than allow this situation to continue getting out of control, I decided to give them the opportunity to settle their issues at Bloodsport.
(The camera focuses on the wheel as Captain Charisma continues.)
Captain Charisma: At Bloodsport, Bronson Daniels will face Miku Sakai, and the winner will receive a Unique Opportunity that could completely change the direction of their season. We already know what they are fighting for. Now, it is time to find out how they will have to fight for it. With that said, allow me to introduce the first participant. Please welcome EAW Hall of Famer, Bronson Daniels!
(“Run Into Flowers” by M83 begins to play throughout the arena, causing the fans to erupt with cheers. After a few seconds, Bronson Daniels steps out onto the stage. He looks significantly more composed than he did following Miku’s interference last week, though there is still a serious expression on his face as he looks toward the ring.)
Rich Russillo: Bronson Daniels was understandably furious last week after Miku Sakai cost him his match against Candice Blair.
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson tried to leave Miku alone, bro. He understood that both of them were coming off disappointing results and needed to focus on rebuilding, but Miku decided Bronson was going to become part of her problems.
Persephone: He could’ve avoided all of this by not being annoying. Unfortunately, that appears to be impossible for him and for the bitch as well.
(Bronson walks down the ramp, high-fiving a few of the fans along the way. He eventually reaches ringside and climbs onto the apron before entering the ring. Bronson briefly looks at the Bloodsport Wheel of Death before turning toward Captain Charisma. He accepts a microphone from the Commissioner, but does not immediately speak.)
Captain Charisma: Bronson, thank you for joining us. Now let’s bring out your opponent. Please welcome Miku Sakai!
(“Life is Short, O Brave Girl” by HANABIE. hits, immediately causing the cheers to turn into loud boos. Miku Sakai walks out onto the stage with an irritated expression on her face. She looks toward the ring before beginning to walk down the ramp, ignoring the fans shouting at her from both sides.)
Rich Russillo: Miku Sakai has made it very clear that she does not regret what she did last week. She believes she’s been overlooked and mistreated for years, and she’s apparently decided that she’s entitled to take her frustrations out on anyone she wants.
Persephone: She hates Bronson and kicked him in the balls. That is the most reasonable thing anyone on this show has done all season.
Thadd Blazevich: Miku may have found Bronson annoying, but costing him a match and hitting him with that low blow was always gonna come with consequences, dude. Now she’s gotta face a Hall of Famer at Bloodsport.
(Miku reaches ringside and quickly walks up the steel steps. She enters the ring before being handed a microphone by Captain Charisma. Miku looks toward Bronson, who remains calm despite their confrontation from the previous week.)
Captain Charisma: We all know what we’re here for. I won’t waste any more time. One of you needs to spin the wheel.
Miku Sakai: Then let’s just fucking spin it.
(Miku steps toward the wheel, but Captain Charisma briefly raises his hand.)
Captain Charisma: Bronson, do you have any objections?
Bronson Daniels: No. She can do it. The result isn’t going to change whether she spins it or I do.
(Miku rolls her eyes before grabbing the side of the wheel.)
Miku Sakai: Of course you had to make that sound dramatic.
Bronson Daniels: You’re the one wasting time complaining.
(Miku glares at Bronson before forcefully spinning the wheel. The fans begin to cheer as the wheel rapidly turns, passing by numerous violent stipulations. Miku takes a step back while Bronson watches from the opposite side of the ring.)
Thadd Blazevich: Here we go, bro! This could completely change the way Bronson and Miku have to prepare for Bloodsport!
Rich Russillo: There are no safe options on that wheel. Every stipulation represents a completely different kind of danger.
Persephone: Please land on something involving fire. Or explosives. Preferably both.
(The wheel begins to slow down. The fans grow louder as the pointer passes over one stipulation after another, moving slower with every rotation. Eventually, the wheel comes to a complete stop.)
(The camera zooms in on the selected stipulation.)
( **TAIPEI DEATHMATCH** )
(The crowd explodes with cheers. Miku stares at the wheel while Bronson remains composed, slowly nodding his head as Captain Charisma steps forward.)
Captain Charisma: Bronson Daniels. Miku Sakai. At Bloodsport, the two of you will compete in a Taipei Deathmatch!
Rich Russillo: OH MY GOD!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, that is one of the most brutal matches they could’ve possibly landed on!
Persephone: Now we’re talking. I might actually pay attention to that one. Might.
Captain Charisma: For anyone unfamiliar with this stipulation, both competitors will have their fists wrapped before covering them in adhesive and broken glass. Every punch thrown could tear open flesh, and there will be no disqualifications or count-outs to protect either of you. The only way to win will be by pinfall or submission.
(The fans continue cheering as Captain Charisma turns toward Bronson and Miku.)
Captain Charisma: I gave both of you this match because you wanted an opportunity to turn your seasons around. Now you know exactly what you will have to endure in order to receive it. Bronson, Miku, you both still want this match?
Bronson Daniels: I never had any intention of backing down.
(Bronson responds without hesitation. He looks at the wheel one more time before turning his attention toward Miku.)
Bronson Daniels: I knew what I was agreeing to when I accepted a match at Bloodsport. It was never going to be a normal wrestling match. It was never going to be something either of us could walk away from without feeling the effects afterward. Whether it was a Taipei Deathmatch or anything else on that wheel, I was going to show up and fight.
(The fans cheer, though Bronson keeps his focus on Miku.)
Bronson Daniels: I’ve been through more than enough in this company to know what comes with a match like this. I’ve had my body torn apart. I’ve fought through injuries I probably should’ve taken more seriously. I’ve been betrayed, screwed over, and pushed into situations where walking away would’ve been the smarter option. I kept going anyway. I’m not afraid of bleeding, and I’m not afraid of what happens when those hands are covered in broken glass.
Bronson Daniels: What bothers me is that none of this needed to happen.
(Miku immediately appears offended by this, but Bronson continues before she can interrupt.)
Bronson Daniels: I meant what I said last week. You weren’t my problem. I didn’t come to Voltage looking for you. I didn’t interfere in your match. I didn’t take your loss and use it as an excuse to make your life worse. You came after me. You interrupted me because you were angry and decided I was an easy target. Then, when I walked away and left you to handle your own business, you came back and cost me my match.
Bronson Daniels: Now we’re standing here talking about covering our fists in broken glass because you couldn’t leave something alone.
Miku Sakai: Oh, fuck off, you melodramatic cunt!
(Miku steps closer to Bronson, shaking her head in disbelief.)
Miku Sakai: Do you actually listen to yourself when you talk? You make it sound like I’m supposed to be terrified because we landed on a Taipei Deathmatch. Like I should suddenly realize I made some horrible mistake because now I might get hurt.
Miku Sakai: I’ve been on Voltage for the majority of my career, Bronson. I’ve endured years of this shit. I’ve been in hardcore matches. I’ve been hit with weapons. I’ve bled. You’re not introducing me to violence. You’re not warning me about something I’ve never seen before. This is Voltage. Matches like this are nothing new to me.
(The boos continue, but Miku ignores them.)
Miku Sakai: If anything, this is exactly what I wanted. I finally get the chance to deal with you myself. There’s no doctor who can stop us because you’re hurt. There’s no referee stopping me because you made it to the ropes. There’s nobody telling me to calm down before things go too far. I can cover my hands in broken glass, punch you in the face, and keep doing it until you finally understand that I don’t give a fuck about your lectures.
Bronson Daniels: I never said you couldn’t handle it.
(Miku pauses, though the annoyed look remains on her face.)
Bronson Daniels: That’s exactly why this was unnecessary. I know what you can do. You’re a former Specialists Champion. You’re a former Unified Tag Team Champion. You’ve been here long enough to know exactly what Bloodsport means. I’m not pretending you’re helpless, and I’m not underestimating you.
Bronson Daniels: I’m telling you that you had an entire season ahead of you, and instead of using it to prove you still belong in the Championship picture, you picked a fight you didn’t need.
Miku Sakai: I am using it to prove I belong in the Championship picture!
(Miku’s voice grows louder as she takes another step forward.)
Miku Sakai: That is the entire fucking point! Do you think I’m happy with the way the last few years have gone? Do you think I enjoy hearing people talk about me like everything I accomplished happened a lifetime ago? I’ve watched partners leave me. I’ve watched friends abandon me. I’ve watched people who’ve done less than me get opportunity after opportunity while I’m expected to sit back and wait for someone to finally remember I exist.
Miku Sakai: I am done waiting.
(The fans continue booing as Miku points toward the wheel.)
Miku Sakai: That match gives me exactly what I need. I get to shut you up, remove you from my way, and receive a Unique Opportunity that can finally put me back where I belong. I get to turn everything around at your expense. How is that unnecessary? That is the best thing that could’ve happened to me.
Bronson Daniels: You really think getting rid of me fixes everything?
Miku Sakai: It is a good fucking start.
Bronson Daniels: And what happens if you lose?
(Miku’s expression immediately changes, clearly angered by the question.)
Bronson Daniels: That’s the part you never think about. You convince yourself that every fight you start is going to solve your problems. You convince yourself that all you have to do is hurt one more person, blame one more setback on someone else, and eventually everything will fall into place.
Bronson Daniels: I’m not saying that because I think you’re incapable of beating me. I’m saying it because you chose to gamble your entire chance to rebuild against someone who’s made a career out of getting back up every time people thought he was finished.
(The fans cheer loudly. Miku clenches her jaw as Bronson continues.)
Bronson Daniels: You wanted me to become your problem. You wanted me angry. You wanted me to stop thinking about everything else and focus on you. Congratulations, Miku. You got what you wanted.
Bronson Daniels: At Bloodsport, I’m going to fight you. I’m going to use every part of that stipulation. I’m going to do everything necessary to walk out with that Unique Opportunity, because I need it just as much as you do. I’ve got my own failures to recover from. I’ve got my own career to rebuild. The difference between us is that I’m not pretending one victory will magically erase everything that came before it.
Miku Sakai: Nobody said anything about magic, dumbass. I know exactly what I’m doing. I’m taking things one problem at a time, and right now you are the biggest fucking problem standing in front of me.
Bronson Daniels: Then you better be ready for what happens when that problem fights back.
(The atmosphere inside the ring becomes increasingly tense. Miku walks directly up to Bronson, leaving very little space between them. Captain Charisma watches carefully, prepared to intervene if necessary. Bronson does not move, maintaining his composure as Miku stares up at him.)
Miku Sakai: I am ready. I’ve been ready. You are the one who should be worried, because once those fists are covered in glass, all that Hall of Fame bullshit doesn’t matter. Your championships don’t matter. Your stupid speeches don’t matter. All that matters is which one of us can keep fighting after the blood starts pouring.
Miku Sakai: I already know the answer.
(Bronson stares at Miku for a few moments. He looks like he is considering a response, but instead lowers his microphone. Miku smirks, believing she has gotten the final word, until Bronson slowly raises the microphone again.)
Bronson Daniels: Your match is next, isn’t it?
(Miku’s smirk disappears.)
Bronson Daniels: You should probably start getting ready.
Miku Sakai: Is that supposed to be some kind of threat?
Bronson Daniels: It’s a reminder.
(Bronson takes a small step back, still looking directly at Miku.)
Bronson Daniels: I left you alone. You took advantage of that and attacked me when I was already dealing with everything happening around the ring. You made sure I learned that giving you the benefit of the doubt was a mistake.
Bronson Daniels: So before you go into your match tonight, maybe you should start watching your back for once.
(The crowd reacts loudly as Miku’s eyes narrow. Captain Charisma moves slightly closer, anticipating that Miku may attempt to attack Bronson, but Bronson remains calm. He places his microphone down before turning away from Miku.)
Miku Sakai: What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
(Bronson does not answer. “Run Into Flowers” by M83 begins to play as he walks toward the ropes and exits the ring.)
Rich Russillo: Bronson Daniels has accepted the Taipei Deathmatch, but he just left Miku Sakai with a warning heading into her match!
Thadd Blazevich: Bronson kept his cool, bro, but that doesn’t mean he’s forgotten what Miku did last week. She wanted his attention, and now she’s got all of it!
Persephone: He should’ve just punched her. Why bother with the mysterious warning when he could’ve started the deathmatch early?
(Bronson drops down from the apron and begins walking up the ramp, stopping midway. He turns and flashes a smile at Miku, folding his arms across his chest. He was going to watch. Miku remains in the ring staring after him. She appears furious, but there is also a hint of uncertainty in her expression following Bronson’s warning.)
Captain Charisma: Miku, Bronson is right about one thing. Your match is next. I suggest you focus on that and save the rest for Bloodsport.
(Miku turns toward Captain Charisma with an irritated expression.)
Miku Sakai: I know when my fucking match is.
(Miku throws her microphone down as Captain Charisma shakes his head. The camera cuts toward Bronson one final time as he stares down his Bloodsport opponent.)
Rich Russillo: It is official. Bronson Daniels and Miku Sakai will meet in a Taipei Deathmatch at Bloodsport, with a Unique Opportunity waiting for the winner.
Thadd Blazevich: This was already personal, dude, but broken glass is about to take this to another level. Neither of them plans to back down, and I cannot wait to see what happens!
Persephone: I can. We have to wait until Bloodsport when they could’ve just done it tonight and gotten it over with. You had my interest for a second until Bore-son Bland-iels started all his honorable bullshit.
(The camera returns to Miku Sakai, who turns her attention away from Bronson and begins preparing for the match ahead. Despite trying to remain confident, Bronson’s warning clearly remains in the back of her mind as Voltage fades away from ringside.)
(Promotional ad for Bloodsport, where Miku Sakai faces Bronson Daniels in a Taipei Deathmatch.)
(We have returned from commercial break and we hear “Life is Short, O Brave Girl” by Hanabie playing in the background as Miku Sakai is still in the ring preparing for her match as we hear the commentary team speak up.)
Rich Russillo: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to Voltage and Miku Sakai is in the ring waiting for her match. Meanwhile, Bronson Daniels is still at ringside as he is by the ramp wanting a closer view of this match considering they just found out that they will be competing in a Taipei Deathmatch at Bloodsport. Either way, let’s send it to Bella for the introductions for the next match.
Bella Braxton: This next contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Bella Braxton: Introducing first and already in the ring! From Fukui, Japan. Weighing 110 pounds! Here is “THE CREAM” MIKU SAKAI!
(The camera shot then cuts to ringside where we see Minerva, Daniella, and Selina…ToXXXin… are all sitting poised at ringside.)
Persephone: Why in the hell are these three bitches doing here? Can’t they go anywhere but here?
Thadd Blazevich: Well Miku’s opposition is certainly on ToXXXin’s radar, so let’s hear the introduction of Miku’s opponent.
(Miku music is replaced by ‘Tears’ by Sabrina Carpenter as Ashlynn Quinn enters the ring to cheers from the crowd as ARIA is accompanying Ashlynn to ringside. They look at each other and nod as they head to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing her opponent! Being accompanied by ARIA! From Los Angeles, California. Weighing 115 pounds. Here is “MISS VOLTAGE” ASHLYNN QUINN!
Persephone: Oh great. More skank to add to the potpourri of pathetic.
Thadd Blazevich: Well Ashlynn, and ARIA as well bro, have to be feeling pretty good considering they both have a chance to become Universal Women’s Champion at Bloodsport.
Rich Russillo: What an opportunity for these two and what an opportunity for Ashlynn here tonight to gain some momentum towards Bloodsport with a victory here tonight. Let’s see how it goes.
(Ashlynn enters the ring as ARIA takes her place at ringside as Ashlynn’s music fades off. The referee looks at both competitors before calling for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Thadd Blazevich: Here we go, bro! This match is underway as both ladies come up to the center of the ring as Ashlynn is looking to lock up and Miku looks ready to oblige as they lock up-
Rich Russillo: MIKU GRABS A HANDFUL OF ASHLYNN’S HAIR AND YANKS HER DOWN TO THE MAT AS MIKU IS WRENCHING ON ASHLYNN’S ARM!
Thadd Blazevich: Ashlynn is able to get back on her knees and rolls forward to get back on her feet. Miku transitions into a hammerlock AND ASHLYNN WITH A CARTWHEEL BEFORE HITTING A FOREARM IN MIKU’S FACE!
Persephone: Aren’t we off to a great start with this match? Not only do we have crappy moves in the ring, we also have crappy people outside the ring as well. Where are the cops when you need them?
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, nobody is doing everything wrong. ToXXXin are just watching at ringside, ARIA is supporting Ashlynn, and Bronson is just watching from the ramp. A lot of people are interested in this match.
Rich Russillo: While Persephone is complaining, Ashlynn throws enough forearms to get Miku back into the rope before Miku gets whipped to the other side. Miku with the rebound AND MIKU COUNTERS INTO A HEADSCISSORS THAT SENDS ASHLYNN FOR THE RIDE!
Persephone: Should have seen this coming. Miku isn’t exactly a mystery considering she is a bitch that only complains.
Rich Russillo: Sounds familiar. But Miku sent Ashlynn across the ring and almost into the corner. Ashlynn uses the turnbuckles to get herself back to her feet, but Miku is right there with a double handful of hair AND BASHES THE BACK OF HER HEAD INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
Persephone: Honestly, there probably isn’t that much to hurt up there considering all the bleach that bitch uses to keep herself blonde. Now the damn referee is ruining things by telling Miku to let Ashlynn go. They ruin everything.
Thadd Blazevich: The referee reaches a four count and Miku lets Ashlynn go long enough to break the count before grabbing Ashlynn by the hair again AND SNAPMARES HER TO THE MAT!
Rich Russillo: Miku tries to go for KICK TO ASHLYNN’S HEAD BUT ASHLYNN FALLS BACK TO AVOID CONTACT AND ROLLS MIKU UP FOR A QUICK COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWW–
Thadd Blazevich: ONE COUNT FOR ASHLYNN AS MIKU QUICKLY KICKS OUT! I give credit to Ashlynn for trying to steal it early, but it is going to take more than that to get one on Miku.
Persephone: It isn’t that hard. Just give something to the blonde skank that Miku thinks should be hers and we will hear her bitch all night. That ought to throw her off enough to steal a victory.
Thadd Blazevich: Both ladies are back to their feet as Ashlynn goes for a right hand that Miku ducks and Miku grabs Ashlynn by the arm and now Ashlynn is whipped to the ropes. Ashlynn with a rebound–
Rich Russillo: ASHLYNN LEAVES HER FEET AND TAKES MIKU DOWN WITH A LOU THESZ PRESS AND ASHLYNN IS THROWING LEFTS AND RIGHTS INTO MIKU’S HEAD AS MIKU TRIES TO BLOCK THE SHOTS!
Persephone: Now the referee is there to ruin everything by starting a count! These matches would be a lot quicker if the referees would just shut up and let these losers just kill each other.
Rich Russillo: The referee reaches four on the count AND MIKU WITH A THUMB TO THE EYE! THAT STOPS ASHLYNN IN HER TRACKS AS MIKU SHOVES ASHLYNN OFF HER!
Persephone: Now this Miku bitch has turned the tables and is choking the blonde bimbo. Not gonna lie, choking out a bimbo sounds like fun AND THE REFEREE IS THERE AGAIN TELLING THEM TO STOP!! FOR THE LOVE OF GAWD!!
Thadd Blazevich: The referee once again starts a count and Miku stops on four. Miku pulls Ashlynn by the hair towards the corner AND MIKU STEPS OUT OF THE CORNER AND TOSSES ASHLYNN LIKE A FRISBEE–
Rich Russillo: ASHLYNN GOES FACE FIRST AND SPLATS ONTO THE MAT! Ugly landing by Ashlynn as Miku starts putting the boots to Ashlynn. Ashlynn is rolling as fast as she can over to the ropes in order to catch a breather.
Thadd Blazevich: Ashlynn makes it to the ropes and Miku is forced back by the referee and Miku is telling the referee off for stopping her.
Persephone: Meanwhile, ARIA won’t shut up as she cheers this blonde bimbo on. Then we have three skanks watching this match like their existence matters. These idiots being here is absolutely ridiculous.
Thadd Blazevich: Ashlynn is back on her feet as Miku shoves the referee out of the way and he goes right back to the ropes to grab Ashlynn AND ASHLYNN WITH A RIGHT HAND STUNNING MIKU AND SENDING HER BACK!
Rich Russillo: Ashlynn takes a chance AS SHE JUMPS ONTO THE TOP ROPE, BUT MIKU WAS PLAYING POSSUM! MIKU RUNS OVER AND SHOVES ASHLYNN OFF THE TOP ROPE!
Persephone: BAHAHAHAHAHA! HER BOTOX FILLED FACE BOUNCED OFF THE APRON AND SHE HITS THE FLOOR! Come on, ARIA, get your Silicone Whore friend.
Rich Russillo: Ashlynn’s momentum has been halted and that was an ugly landing by Ashlynn as she slowly comes off the mat and she gets back to her feet AS MIKU LEAPS OFF THE APRON AND TAKES MIKU DOWN WITH A MODIFIED SENTON!
Persephone: And that bimbo’s head bounces off the floor and that is somewhat satisfying to see even though it doesn’t end the match.
Thadd Blazevich: All the while, Bro, the referee has started a count and Miku grabs Ashlynn by the hair again AND BOUNCES HER FACE OFF THE APRON FOR GOOD MEASURE BEFORE ROLLING HER BACK INTO THE RING!
Rich Russillo: Miku quickly follows suit and gets back into the ring. Ashlynn rolls onto her knees and Miku hits the ropes before coming back AND HITS A RUNNING KNEE TO THE SIDE OF ASHLYNN’S HEAD!
Thadd Blazevich: She is back down on the mat as Miku quickly rolls her over and goes for the cover!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOO!
Persephone: Of course she kicked out. What else is new?
Thadd Blazevich: Miku with a near fall AND MIKU THROWS RIGHT HANDS INTO ASHLYNN’S SKULL! THE REFEREE IS THERE TO MAKE SURE MIKU OPENS UP THOSE FISTS!
Rich Russillo: She surprisingly does before a count starts and it makes you wonder if Miku is using Ashlynn to try and make a statement considering Bronson is watching this match right now.
Persephone: Of course she is because she is a self centered bitch who wants all the attention on her.
Rich Russillo: ToXXXin are watching this match very closely as Miku parades Ashlynn around like she is nothing and Miku probably thinks Ashlynn is nothing anyways. Once again, Miku has a double handful of hair and she starts to gain momentum AND STARTS SPINNING ASHLYNN AROUND BY THE HAIR!!
Persephone: IT’S LIKE A REVERSE GIANT SWING! BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WE CAN CALL THAT THE “TILT-A-WHORE”! IT’S HILARIOUS!!
Thadd Blazevich: Well it’s hilarious to you, but it is also an illegal move and the referee is telling Miku to let go before starting another count.
Rich Russillo: The referee reaches four AND MIKU LETS GO AND ASHLYNN GOES FLYING AND HITS THE MAT HARD BEFORE BOUNCING OFF THE CANVAS!
Thadd Blazevich: Ashlynn is down as Miku decides to take a chance as she gets out onto the apron. Ashlynn is on her back just staring at the lights trying to shake the cobwebs from being swung around.
Persephone: Only time tonight that Ashlynn will feel bright.
Thadd Blazevich: Miku is on the apron and looks at Bronson and mouths something off BEFORE SHE LAUNCHES HERSELF INTO THE RING FOR THE SOMERSAULT SENTON–
Rich Russillo: NOBODY HOME! MIKU WAS JAWJACKING TO BRONSON FOR TOO LONG AND THAT GAVE ASHLYNN A CHANCE TO RECOVER AS SHE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!
Persephone: That’s what the dumb bitch gets for being an idiot!
Rich Russillo: Ashlynn is slowly making it back to her feet as Miku is trying to recover herself. This could be Ashlynn’s biggest opportunity to get herself back in this match and to build back some momentum.
Persephone: Or she could look like an idiot. I am going with this choice.
Thadd Blazevich: Ashlynn is back on her feet and Miku is also back on her feet AND ASHLYNN COMES RUNNING IN AND HITS A BACK ELBOW IN MIKU’S FACE, BRO!
Rich Russillo: Direct hit as Miku falls into the ropes and comes back AND ASHLYNN FOLLOWS UP WITH A RUNNING PUMP KICK! AGAIN MIKU IS HIT IN THE FACE!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku is down as Ashlynn is hyping herself and the crowd to get them behind her as she calls for Miku to get back to her feet.
Persephone: She sounds like a rejected cheerleader and ARIA cheering her on is making it worse. How in the hell have the trio of skanky bitches not done anything yet?
Thadd Blazevich: There is no need for them to do anything right now as they are just observing this match, which has been great thus far, bro.
Rich Russillo: Miku has made it back to her feet AND ASHLYNN GOES FOR A NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX, BUT MIKU BLOCKS IT AND DELIVERS KNEES RIGHT TO THE RIBS TO GET FREE!
Persephone: AND NOW THIS BITCH JUST CLAWS THE FUCK OUT OF ASHLYNN’S EYES! BAHAHAHA! BLEACH WOULD BE MORE EFFECTIVE!
Rich Russillo: A LITTLE “CAT SCRATCH FEVER” BY MIKU BLINDS ASHLYNN FOR THE MOMENT AND MIKU SNEAKS BEHIND ASHLYNN AND ROLLS HER UP IN A SCHOOLGIRL!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOO!
Persephone: BAHAHAHAHA! THIS BITCH HAS A HANDFUL OF TIGHTS! I HOPE THIS BITCH STEALS THIS MATCH AND ENDS THIS SHIT SHOW!
THHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEE!
Thadd Blazevich: THE REFEREE CAUGHT IT! THEY CAUGHT THE HANDFUL OF TIGHTS AND THEY HAVE STOPPED THE COUNT!
Rich Russillo: And Miku is not very happy about that at all! She is getting in the referee’s face AND SHE JUST SHOVED THE REFEREE!
Miku Sakai: (off-mic) WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM!?! YOU SHOULD BE COUNTING AND DOING YOUR JOB!!
Referee: (off-mic) You had hold of the tights. That’s illegal.
Miku Sakai: (off-mic) MIND YOUR BUSINESS, YOU DUMBFUCK!! JUST COUNT!!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku shoves the referee again AND ASHLYNN COMES UP FROM BEHIND AND ROLLS MIKU UP TO STEAL THE MATCH HERSELF–
Rich Russillo: BUT MIKU ROLLS THROUGH AS ASHLYNN GRABS MIKU BY THE HEAD AND PLANTS HER WITH THE DDT! ASHLYNN CALLS THAT “PASADENA NIGHTS”!
Thadd Blazevich: BRO, THAT DDT COULD BE THE END OF THE NIGHT FOR MIKU AS ASHLYNN ROLLS HER OVER INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEE!
Persephone: OH FOR THE LOVE OF… OH COME ON!!
Thadd Blazevich: MIKU KICKED OUT AT TWO! THAT WAS A VERY CLOSE NEAR FALL FOR ASHLYNN QUINN AND SHE WAS CLOSE TO PICKING UP A HUGE VICTORY!
Rich Russillo: Honest question. If Ashlynn won, would you have called that an upset?
Persephone: Yes.
Rich Russillo: Seriously.
Persephone: Yes. But I would be even more upset because I had to watch a boring and mind draining match.
Thadd Blazevich: Regardless what you think, bro, Ashlynn has been impressive in this match even with Miku’s dirty tricks looking her in the eyes.
Rich Russillo: Ashlynn pulls Miku up to her feet and whips her to the corner AND ASHLYNN FOLLOWS UP WITH A RUNNING KNEE TO THE CORNER!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku comes stumbling out of the corner and Ashlynn climbs quickly onto the top rope. Miku turns around AND ASHLYNN JUMPS OFF THE TOP ROPE AND HITS THE METEORA!
Persephone: But the dumb bitch couldn’t even get the cover because she allowed Miku to roll completely through. How can you end this match doing shit like that? What a moron!
Thadd Blazevich: That could have saved Miku the match right there and that is probably the best thing she could have done right there.
Rich Russillo: Ashlynn is still in control as she gets Miku in position for what could be “The Machination”. SHE SPINS MIKU OUT–
Thadd Blazevich: MIKU BLOCKS IT! MIKU BLOCKS IT AND LIFTS ASHLYNN IN THE AIR ALMOST ON HER BACK–
Rich Russillo: MIKU DROPS DOWN WITH THE VERTEBREAKER! “STARFALL” BY MIKU SAKAI AND ASHLYNN MIGHT HAVE BEEN DROPPED RIGHT ON HER HEAD AND MIKU STACKS HER UP FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEE!
Thadd Blazevich: DID SHE GET IT? IS THE MATCH OVER?
Persephone: Gawd I hope so. DING! DING! DING! RING THE BELL! YAY!
Thadd Blazevich: Miku thinks she has it, BUT THE REFEREE IS TELLING HER NO, BRO!!
Rich Russillo: LOOK AT ASHLYNN’S FOOT! SHE WAS ABLE TO GET HER FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE AND THAT STOPPED THE COUNT! MIKU STILL THINKS SHE WON!
Persephone: Why are these bitches so fucking stupid? Do you hear a bell? I wish I heard a bell, but I don’t so that means this shitshow is still going on. I hate this shit.
Rich Russillo: NOW MIKU IS GETTING IN THE REFEREE’S FACE AGAIN! SHE IS COMPLETELY PISSED OFF AND IS BACKING THE REFEREE INTO THE CORNER AND LETTING THEM HEAR IT!
Persephone: Yeah. She is loud and obnoxious and getting on my last nerve as I am about to cross into a migraine.
Thadd Blazevich: Ashlynn hasn’t moved after being dropped off the vertebreaker, but Miku has turned her attention back to Ashlynn and brings her back to her feet by the hair and whips her to the corner–
Rich Russillo: Ashlynn puts on the brakes and jumps onto the second rope AND GRABBING MIKU BY THE HEAD AND DROPPING HER WITH THE REVERSE DDT! MIKU AGAIN DROPPED RIGHT ON HER HEAD!
Thadd Blazevich: Regardless, bro, Ashlynn has found her way back in control and could be a move or two away from winning this match.
(As that happens, Minerva gets a smile on her face and starts to slowly stand from her chair and looks to start walking towards the ring.)
Persephone: Oh what the hell does this bitch think she’s doing?
Thadd Blazevich: Minerva is up and she might be heading to the ring to distract Ashlynn. Ohh that would make ToXXXin proud if they cost Ashlynn this match before Bloodsport.
Rich Russillo: WAIT A SECOND! HERE COMES ARIA! ARIA IS STORMING RIGHT OVER TO TOXXXIN AND GETS RIGHT IN MINERVA’S FACE!
Thadd Blazevich: ARIA knew exactly what Minerva was trying to pull and she was going to cut it off before it even started. BUT NOW SELINA AND DANIELLA ARE NOW ON THEIR FEET AND THEY ARE READY TO STEP IN AND BEAT THE HELL OUT OF ARIA!
Rich Russillo: BUT LOOK AT MINERVA! MINERVA IS HOLDING DANIELLA AND SELINA BACK! MINERVA IS WANTING TO TAKE CARE OF THIS MATTER ON HER OWN! NOW IT’S MINERVA AND ARIA ARGUING AT RINGSIDE!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro, all the while, there is still a match going on in the ring as Miku and Ashlynn are still battling it out and this has been a hell of a match.
Persephone: You can say that again. This match has been a literal hell and a living nightmare.
Thadd Blazevich: Of course you would, but these two ladies are just throwing haymakers at each other as Miku manages to get Ashlynn in the corner and SHE JUMPS UP FOR A MONKEY FLIP–
Rich Russillo: HOLY CRAP! ASHLYNN IS ABLE TO LAND ON HER FEET! Miku doesn’t realize it as she is standing AND ASHLYNN CATCHES HER RIGHT IN THE FACE WITH A SUPERKICK!
Persephone: Damn. There goes that bitch’s last brain cell and a few of her teeth. Shame she didn’t start bleeding right there.
Rich Russillo: She’s not bleeding, but she was knocked loopy off the superkick and still somehow managed to stay on her feet. Meanwhile, Ashlynn hits the ropes AND TRIES TO GO FOR THE “BESTIE SPEAR”–
Persephone: HOW IN THE FUCK DID SHE MANAGE TO SCREW THAT UP?? EXPLAIN THAT TO ME?
Thadd Blazevich: ASHLYNN WAS GOING FOR THE SPEAR, IN HER HOMAGE TO HER FRIEND VEENA ADAMS, BUT MIKU WAS COHERENT ENOUGH TO PULL THE REFEREE INTO HARM’S WAY AND THE REFEREE TOOK THE SPEAR!
Persephone: Do NOT compare that shitty spear to the world famous spear done by my girl, the lovely Veena Adams.
Rich Russillo: Ashlynn is helping the referee try to wake up BUT MIKU IS THERE WITH A RUNNING DROPKICK KNOCKING ASHLYNN TO THE ROPES! Miku comes running in FOR THE MUSTACHE RIDE–
Thadd Blazevich: NOBODY HOME AS MIKU CRASHES INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! Ashlynn sees a golden chance to end this match here AS ASHLYNN TRIES FOR THE “RED BOTTOMS”–
Rich Russillo: MIKU KICKS ASHLYNN… LET’S JUST SAY BELOW THE BELT! THAT HAD TO SEND A SHOCKWAVE OF PAIN THROUGH ASHLYNN’S SYSTEM!
Persephone: You are such a big baby. We are all adults and most people have a basic understanding of human anatomy…maybe not the losers who live in their parent’s basement who say shit about me online.
Thadd Blazevich: Ashlynn is holding herself in pain as MIKU GRABS HER AND HITS THE “CUCK KILLER”! KNEES DRIVEN INTO THE FACE!
Persephone: Oh good grief. This match could be over, but I think this idiot just realized what happened.
Thadd Blazevich: Miku just realized the referee is still down off the spear and Miku looks absolutely pissed.
Miku Sakai: (off-mic) ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?
Persephone: Just stop screaming you dumb bitch. Now she is going over to the referee, who is finally starting to move to try and wake his ass up–
Rich Russillo: “MICKEY, I KNOCKED YOUR HEAD OFF”!
Thadd Blazevich: BRONSON! BRONSON IS IN THE RING AND HE CLOBBERED MIKU IN THE HEAD WITH THAT ELBOW AND THAT LOOKED LIKE IT KNOCKED MIKU OUT!
Persephone: You’re joking me!
Rich Russillo: Bronson has a smirk on his face as ARIA and Minerva have stopped arguing and have separated. Bronson then shakes the referee to get them moving faster AS ASHLYNN IS AWAKE!!!! SHE IS SLOWLY CRAWLING OVER TO MIKU AND SHE FINALLY MANAGES TO GET AN ARM OVER MIKU’S CHEST AS THE REFEREE SLOWLY MAKES IT OVER TO COUNT THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Tears’ starts playing again as Ashlynn has not moved off of Miku as the crowd is cheering. Meanwhile, Bronson is looking very pleased with himself as he walks up the entrance ramp and is leaving as Bella announces the final decision of the match.)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner… ASHLYNN QUINN!!
Persephone: Somebody check the temperature in hell because this bitch actually won. Of course she couldn’t win it on her own.
Thadd Blazevich: It was a hard fought match, bro. Miku might have won the match if she didn’t piss off the wrong people. She only has herself to blame for losing this match.
(ARIA has entered the ring and is assisting Ashlynn as Ashlynn is still down on the mat as the referee and Miku have both slowly rolled out of the ring with the referee slowly making their way over to check on Miku while still recovering from the spear.)
Rich Russillo: This turned out to be a case of turnabout is fair play. Miku did it to Bronson last week and now Bronson did it to her this week. You have to believe that their Taipei Deathmatch might lead to a death at this rate. But what a victory for Ashlynn Quinn.
Persephone: We can only hope.
(Now Minerva and ToXXXin are standing by the edge of the ring and all three of them are staring down ARIA, who was helping Ashlynn, and now she notices who is staring at her outside the ring and now ARIA has locked eyes with ToXXXin.)
Persephone: Now this is great. A staring contest. Next will be a spelling bee and they will all lose.
Thadd Blazevich: While it is a staredown now, it won’t be at Bloodsport when six women will go to battle and one will survive 10,000 razorblades and leave with the Universal Women’s Championship.
Rich Russillo: Tensions are going to be running high at Bloodsport, but tonight, Ashlynn is leaving with a victory tonight. Congratulations to Ashlynn for the huge and hard fought win.
(The final shot shows ToXXXin still staring down ARIA and Candice, who is now sitting up with ARIA’s help and shaking off the cobwebs of the match as the camera shot fades elsewhere.)
(Commercial for Spider-Man: Brand New Day.)
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton in the ring.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR…ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(‘Vordt of the Boreal Valley” by Motoi Sakuraba begins to play as Igon Mordren comes out with a cold, yet composed looking expression. He looks quite ready and prepared for the match he’s about to have in just a few moments as he slowly walks down the ramp, not bothering with the theatrics.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! From…From Belgrade, Serbia!!! WEIGHING IN AT 266 POUNDS… HE IS ‘THE WARDEN’… IGON MORDREN!!!
Rich Russillo: Igon is here and man oh man if the match he had last week was any indication, Carmen might be in for one tough night here on Voltage. Igon took on the young man of Landon Benz who wasn’t so successful in trying to beat Igon last week, but it was after the match that got everyone’s attention.
Thadd Blazevich: Absolutely Rich! Avril was there watching ringside for Igon’s match due to the confrontation the two of them had the previous week and well… let’s just say Igon didn’t appreciate the attitude Avril was displaying when he was fighting Mr. Benz last week.
Persephone: He was just yapping about some purity of the sport mumbo jumbo, it was stupid. It was pretty funny seeing Avril get the crap beaten out of her though.
(Igon continues making his way down to the ring as people continue to boo him. He climbs up the ring steeps before wiping his feet on the apron before entering in between the ropes! Igon stands in his corner waiting for his opponent as his music fades out and ‘Rompe’ by Daddy Yankee blasts in the P.A System. The crowd’s boos turn into cheers as out-comes Carmen Sánchez! She looks focused as she walks alongside Cynthia Valice, both having recovered from the events earlier tonight, at least enough for Carmen to compete tonight as she walks down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing next! From Reno, Nevada… WEIGHING IN AT 102 POUNDS… ACCOMPANIED BY CYNTHIA VALICE… SHE IS ‘EL TIGRE’…CARMEN SÁNCHEZ!!!
Rich Russillo: Carmen Sánchez makes her presence felt here tonight, along with Cynthia as she looks to battle with this Serbian monster, and you have to question if this is going to be a nasty battle for Carmen considering the factors that are at play here!
Thadd Blazevich: For sure Rich! Carmen already has her hands full with Cosmo and Diamond considering she had alot to say about what those did to Cynthia when this season began! She’s in their crosshairs now but that’s just how Carmen operates… fighting against those that are bullies.
Persephone: Maybe she should have minded her business, just saying that’s way better than interjecting yourself into some mess.
(Igon has a quite serious face as he stares a hole towards Carmen who climbs up the ring steps and enters through the bottom rope! She poses as the fans continue to cheer on as Cynthia watches ringside, in support of Carmen. The referee signals for the bell as this match goes underway.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Alright, the bell has rung, and it’s time for Igon Mordren’s first real test here in EAW against Carmen Sanchez!
Persephone: Yeah, this oughta be a squash…
Rich Russillo: Don’t speak so soon, Persephone. Really, what separates this match from the others? Carmen’s no stranger to being the underdog.
Persephone: Yeah, there’s being an underdog, and then there’s just being completely outmatched. Guess which one Carmen is.
Thadd Blazevich: Aw, c’mon, dude. That’s no way to start a match. Let her cook for a minute before you start digging her grave.
Persephone: If you say so…
Rich Russillo: Hey, if anyone’s got her back, it’s Cynthia Valice at ringside! Cheering her on as Carmen and Igon briefly circle each other before closing the distance, starting to lock fingers for a… test of strength? NO! CARMEN’S SMARTER THAN THAT, CATCHING IGON WITH A LEG KICK INSTEAD!
Thadd Blazevich: Dude, she got him! Igon stumbles for a second, but stays locked in as they circle again… locking hands one more time— ANOTHER LEG KICK! Bro, Carmen’s going right after the legs! She did the same thing against Sayuri last week, and she’s sticking to the game plan tonight.
Persephone: Well, you can probably fool this guy twice. She probably won’t get so lucky a third time.
Rich Russillo: No, as the two finally lock up in the center of the ring! Igon bars Carmen’s arm before twisting it into a wristlock, cranking on the wrist before barring the arm again and forcing Carmen down to one knee, pressing down across the back of her shoulder!
Thadd Blazevich: You can see the pain all over Carmen’s face, dude, but she’s fighting through it! She powers back to her feet, only for Igon to flow right back into the wristlock after an arm wringer! Carmen circles around for a moment… BEFORE FRONT ROLLING INTO A SEATED POSITION, QUICKLY SHIFTING TO ALL FOURS, AND HEADSPRINGING BACK TO HER FEET INTO AN ARM WRINGER REVERSAL OF HER OWN! That’s so cool!
Rich Russillo: IGON USES HIS FREE HAND TO SWAT CARMEN’S GRIP AWAY TO BREAK THE WRISTLOCK! Carmen answers right back with a DROPKICK! Boy, she got some height on that one! Igon staggers, doubled over just enough for Carmen to rush in and cinch in a front facelock! BUT IGON POWERS HER UP OFF THE MAT! He marches straight to the ropes before setting Carmen down on the apron, and she’s still hanging onto that front facelock!
Thadd Blazevich: The ref’s gotta jump in now, bro! He’s got no choice but to try and force a clean break as he starts laying down the count!
Referee: ONE! TWO!
(Carmen allows Igon to slowly slip his head free from the front facelock. The two stand face-to-face with the apron separating them as Igon raises his hands, showing there’s no contact. He briefly glances over his shoulder at the referee to acknowledge the count before turning back toward Carmen—)
Rich Russillo: OH! A SLAP! CARMEN JUST CRACKED IGON ACROSS THE FACE!
Persephone: Ha! Does she have a friggin’ death wish or something?!
(Igon staggers back from the slap as Carmen quickly re-enters the ring through the middle rope, backing herself into the corner. Furious, Igon immediately storms toward her, pointing a finger in her direction while angrily jawing at her off-mic.)
Rich Russillo: Igon LUNGES at Carmen, trying to get his hands on her, but she uses her speed to duck underneath! Igon turns around and marches after Carmen as she backs into the opposite corner… BUT AS IGON CLOSES IN, CARMEN ROLLS OUT OF THE CORNER! She makes her way back across the ring, backing herself into the previous corner instead! Sticking and moving against Igon!
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, cause once he gets his hands on her after that slap… :yikes: bad things are gonna happen, bro.
Rich Russillo: Igon closes in on Carmen once again, WHO TRIES TO SLIP PAST HIM OUT OF THE CORNER! BUT IGON GRABS HOLD OF HER BEFORE SHE CAN, THROWING CARMEN RIGHT BACK INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!
(Igon aggressively grabs Carmen by the jaw with one hand, clearly developing irritation.)
Rich Russillo: OH NO!!! IGON WITH A VICIOUS OVERHAND CHOP TO THE CHEST, AND CARMEN IMMEDIATELY SINKS DOWN TO HER KNEES!
(The camera cuts to Diamond Dixon and Cosmo Goldsworthy watching backstage at a TV Monitor, looking on with this match between Igon Mordren and Carmen Sanchez. The two appear to be amused, seeing Carmen have to fight such an uphill battle.)
Rich Russillo: Igon drags Carmen back up, AND IGON GOES FOR A SECOND OVERHAND CHOP TO THE CHEST, AND IT CONNECTS!!!! ALL THE FIGHT HAS BEEN TAKEN OUT OF CARMEN JUST LIKE THAT— AND NOW IGON BACKS UP, BEFORE DELIVERING A VICIOUS BOOT TO CARMEN!!! Igon is all over Carmen right now as he just slowly drags her lifeless body up— BUT WAIT A SECOND!!! CARMEN FIGHTS BACK, SHOWING SOME DISRESPECT AS SHE JUST SLAPS IGON IN THE FACE AGAIN!!
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah, and if he wasn’t before, he’s totally ticked off! Igon marches toward Carmen as she backs toward the opposite corner, getting BOTH BOOTS UP ON IGON AS HE GOT CLOSER! MORDREN IS STUNNED MOMENTARILY AS CARMEN HOPS TO THE MIDDLE ROPE AND FLIES OFF WITH A DIVING CROSSBODY! BUT IGON CATCHES HER AND LAYS CARMEN ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! DRAPING HER ACROSS FOR AN OVERHAND CHOP TO THE CHEST!
Rich Russillo: Ouch! Did you hear that?! It bout echoed throughout the arena!
Persephone: Oh, I heard it and it was glorious. :mjlol2:
Rich Russillo: Igon climbs to the middle rope and uses his foot to CHOKE her! Suspending Carmen upside down on that top turnbuckle!
(Igon looks down at a concerned Cynthia at ringside, just shaking his head with disapproval while choking Carmen and the referee begins counting.)
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
Rich Russillo: Igon finally relents as Carmen plops down to the apron, trying to shake the cobwebs from her head before Igon drags her back inside through the middle rope. Igon has hold of Carmen and BASEBALL SLIDES HER OUT UNDERNEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE! Carmen hits HARD right in front of us and writhes in pain, clutching at her ribs…
Thadd Blazevich: Igon rolls out of the ring after her, dragging Carmen back to her feet before backing her toward the apron and stuffing her head between his legs! Igon takes a look around as this crowd rains down the boos… BEFORE HOISTING CARMEN UP AND PLANTING HER ON THE APRON WITH A RELEASE POWERBOMB!
Rich Russillo: WE SAW HIM PUT SOMEONE AWAY WITH A POWERBOMB LAST WEEK! HE MIGHT BE LOOKING TO DO THE SAME HERE!
(Carmen rolls off the apron and sprawls out on the floor at ringside. Igon glares down at her with disdain before rolling back into the ring. He tells the referee to start the count, then turns his attention back to Carmen, motioning for her to get up and daring her to show him what she’s made of.)
Referee: ONE! …TWO! …THREE! …FOUR! …FIVE!
Rich Russillo: Guys, we’re already up to five, and Carmen hasn’t moved a muscle!
(Cynthia kneels down beside Carmen, checking on her.)
Referee: SIX! …SEVEN!
Rich Russillo: Finally, some signs of life! Carmen crawls over to the apron, using it to pull herself back up while Cynthia does everything she can to cheer her on!
Persephone: Oh, c’mon. Just stay down already.
Referee: EIGHT! …NINE! …TE—
Thadd Blazevich: AND CARMEN BEATS THE COUNT! Dude, she slides back into the ring at the very last second, but she looks like she’s barely even alive right now, bro. That powerbomb did the damage, we’re still in the early stages yet it already looks like this one can end any second!
(Carmen lies face-down on the canvas, having seemingly spent everything she had just to beat the count, as she slowly looks up and sees Igon approaching.)
Rich Russillo: But there’s no rest for the wicked as Igon drags Carmen back to her feet for a BODY SLAM! Carmen slowly sits up, clearly in a world of pain, before Igon hauls her right back up for ANOTHER ONE! Another body slam by Mordren, punishing the back of his opponent before bringing her up for a THIRD!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT CARMEN BLOCKS IT, WRAPPING HER ARMS AND LEGS AROUND IGON’S ARMS! Igon tries to muscle her off again, BUT CARMEN HANGS ON! He drives his knee into Carmen’s back to break her grip, but she hangs on again! Dude, she’s using that smaller frame to her advantage!
Rich Russillo: Igon changes tactics, popping Carmen up onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry… BUT CARMEN SLIPS OUT INTO A CRUCIFIX! She’s got him trapped, BUT IGON REFUSES TO GO DOWN! Mordren plants his feet and fights it with everything he’s got… BEFORE CARMEN THROWS ALL OF HER BODYWEIGHT BACKWARD, FINALLY PULLING HIM OFF BALANCE!
Thadd Blazevich: CRUCIFIX DRIVER!
Persephone: :roman:
Rich Russillo: Igon rolls through to a knee, favoring the back of his head and neck before rising to his feet… AND GETS CAUGHT WITH A LEG KICK BY CARMEN! She follows that up with a flurry of right hands… BEFORE IGON SHOVES HER BACK INTO THE ROPES! Carmen rebounds and comes charging back with another right!
Thadd Blazevich: Carmen follows it up with another before switching things up with a KNIFE EDGE CHOP! Forearm shot by Carmen connects as both competitors are still struggling to stand… BEFORE CARMEN EXPLODES WITH A SUPERKICK— NO! IGON CATCHES IT AND THROWS THE LEG DOWN! BUT CARMEN FIRES THE SAME LEG RIGHT BACK UP INTO HIS MIDSECTION WITH A SUPERKICK ANYWAY!
(Igon turns around, staggering away from Carmen before doubling over with one hand on the top rope for assistance.)
Rich Russillo: Carmen sees an opening and charges in at full speed! SPRINGBOARDING OFF THE TOP ROPE FOR A HURRICANRANA ONTO IGON— BUT IGON BLOCKS IT! He’s got Carmen suspended upside down… BEFORE MUSCLING HER UP INTO ANOTHER POWERBOMB POSITION! THIS COULD BE IT!
Persephone: About fucking time.
Rich Russillo: NO, WAIT! CARMEN COUNTERS INTO A HURRICANRANA, HOOKING ONE LEG AS SHE ROLLS IGON INTO A PIN!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Thadd Blazevich: KICKOUT! Igon kicks out and both competitors scramble back to their feet! Carmen fires a kick to the gut… BUT IGON CATCHES IT, SPINS HER AROUND, AND ATTEMPTS TO LOCK IN HIS SLEEPER HOLD! CARMEN HAS HER HANDS AROUND HER THROAT UNDER IGON’S ARMS TRYING TO BLOCK IT, BUT IT’S CLOSE!This isn’t good, bro. Carmen could be going night-night!
Rich Russillo: Carmen keeps trying to push Igon’s arms away, before dropping down to all fours and ROLLING IGON OVER HER SHOULDER! Mordren rolls through to his feet and swings wildly with a clothesline… BUT CARMEN DUCKS UNDERNEATH! She hits the ropes, springboards off the middle rope… MOONSAULT!
Thadd Blazevich: …GETS CAUGHT! Igon catches her on his shoulder… BUT CARMEN SLIPS BEHIND HIM INTO A DDT ATTEMPT— WHICH DOESN’T WORK!!! IGON CONTINUES HOLDING ONTO CARMEN, BUT THANKS TO THAT, CARMEN HAS HIM IN A BIT OF A GUILLOTINE! Igon is forced to power Carmen back up…
Rich Russillo: BEFORE THROWING IGON OVER HIS SHOULDER, DELIVERING A MASSIVE BACK BODY DROP! …Mordren’s on unsteady legs himself, still feeling the effects of that brief guillotine choke, as Carmen somehow drags herself into the corner and pulls herself to the middle rope while Igon makes his way over.
Thadd Blazevich: Igon walks right into a BOOT! Carmen turns him around before diving off the middle rope, locking in A SLEEPER HOLD OF HER OWN with her legs wrapped around his waist! She’s looking to give him a taste of his own medicine, bro!
Rich Russillo: Igon doubles over as Carmen cinches in the hold… BEFORE DRIVING HER BACK FIRST INTO THE CORNER! But Carmen refuses to let go! Igon drops to a knee and begins to fade… before powering back to his feet and climbing to the middle rope! What in the world is Igon thinking here?!
Persephone: Yeah, I’m a little curious myself how he plans to get this booger off his back.
Thadd Blazevich: IGON LEAPS BACKWARD OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE! He launches Carmen off his back as BOTH COMPETITORS CRASH TO THE MAT! Neither of them is moving much! Carmen’s completely motionless while Igon writhes around in pain, coughing and gasping for air as he clutches at his throat!
(Camera switches back to Diamond Dixon and Cosmo Goldworthy watching on from the TV Monitor, not looking impressed with what Carmen is doing in this match as they continue to watch closely.)
Rich Russillo: Igon manages to get out of that predicament, he’s still holding to his throat but you can see the Serbia’s finest look pissed as he grabs a hold of Carmen and– NAILS HER WITH A FOREARM CLUB RIGHT TO HER CHEST!!! CARMEN GOES DOWN AS AGAIN IGON BRINGS RIGHT BACK UP FOR ANOTHER FOREARM CLUB TO THE CHEST AS CARMEN LOOKS DESTROYED FROM WHAT IGON JUST DISHED OUT!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah Igon bro now brings Carmen back up to her feet– DELIVERS WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!! CARMEN IS SENT FLYING ACROSS THE RING AS IGON BRO ISN’T EVEN DONE AS HE GOES TOWARDS CARMEN, PICKS RIGHT UP– FOR ANOTHER GERMAN SUPLEX!!!! CARMEN IS SENT FLYING AGAIN AS– IGON PICKS CARMEN FROM HER WAIST– TO DELIVER A THIRD GERMAN SUPLEX IN A ROW!!! CARMEN IS DOWN AS IGON GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THRREEEEEEEEEE—
Persephone: How in the fuck.
Rich Russillo: CARMEN GETS HER SHOULDERS UP!!! IGON HAS TO BE FRUSTRATED AFTER THAT ONE! IGON STARES AT CARMEN, AND NOW HE BRINGS CARMEN RIGHT BACK UP AND LOOKS TO GO FOR HIS DEADLY KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO EL TIGRE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT CARMEN DUCKS UNDERNEATH!! SHE DELIVERS A BASEMENT DROPKICK TO IGON’S LEGS WHICH FORCES HIM DOWN TO HIS KNEES!! IGON TRIES TO BLOCK IT BUT– CARMEN DELIVERS WITH A FAST ENZUIGIRI!!! IGON LOOKS DAZED AS HELL AS CARMEN STEPS UP AND RUNS THE ROPES!!
Rich Russillo: TOSTONES!!!! THE STEP-UP DOUBLE HEADSTOMP CONNECTS TOWARDS IGON AS CARMEN PULLS HERSELF INTO THE COVER!!!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Persephone: Damn it, why couldn’t the match just end there.
Thadd Blazevich: DUDE, IGON KICKS OUT AT TWO!!! CARMEN LOOKS FRUSTRATED HERSELF THAT WASN’T ENOUGH TO BEAT THE WARDEN! Igon rolls out of the ring to recover as this may be Carmen’s chance!!! Carmen bro had to beat the ten count earlier and perhaps maybe–
Rich Russillo: NO! CARMEN IS RUNNING FROM THE ROPES AND BACK AND IS GOING TO HIT A SUICIDE DIVE TO IGON!!! SHE GOES THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPES AND–
(SLAP!)
Persephone: OKAY! SHE’S DEAD!
Rich Russillo: IGON FROM OUT OF NOWHERE LANDS THE KNIFE EDGE CHOP RIGHT CARMEN!!! HE LANDS THAT CHOP MID-AIR AS CARMEN SPLATS TO THE GROUND!!! YOU CAN IT ECHO IN THE ARENA AS CARMEN LOOKS LIKE SHE’S BEEN THROUGH A CAR CRASH!!!
Thadd Blazevich: IGON BRO NOW TAKES CARMEN UP AND– THROWS HER RIGHT INTO THE RINGPOST SHOULDER FIRST!! CARMEN IS IN AGONY AS IGON THROWS HER BACK IN THE RING AND HE GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
TTTHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEE
Persephone: COME ON CAN YOU STOP DOING THAT!!!
Rich Russillo: CARMEN GETS HER SHOULDERS UP!!!! IGON DOESN’T WASTE TIME THOUGH AS HE GRABS A HOLD OF CARMEN AND— AND IS HITTING HER WITH A BUNCH OF ANVIL ELBOWS RIGHT INTO THAT SHOULDER!!! IGON IS ABSOLUTELY BEATING THE HELL OUT OF HER AS HE BRINGS CARMEN UP AND—
Thadd Blazevich: RIPCORD CLOTHESLINE!!! IT BRINGS CARMEN DOWN AS IGON GRABS A HOLD OF CARMEN’S LEFT LEG AND— IS APPLYING A SINGLE LEG BOSTON CRAB!!! IGON HAS THAT SUBMISSION TIGHTLY LOCKED IN AS HE LOOKS TO MAKE CARMEN GIVE UP HERE TONIGHT.
Persephone: TAP OUT RIGHT NOW!!!! PLEASE!!!
Rich Russillo: IGON HAS THAT SINGLE LEG BOSTON CRAB LOCKED IN BUT CARMEN ISN’T GIVING UP!!! SHE REFUSES TO LET THIS BE THE END FOR HER IN THIS MATCH AS SHE’S TRYING HER BEST TO CRAWL TOWARDS THE ROPES!!
Thadd Blazevich: CARMEN IS ALMOST THERE BRO, SHE IS WITHIN REACH–
Persephone: Spoke too soon jackass.
Rich Russillo: BUT IGON PULLS CARMEN RIGHT BEFORE SHE WAS ABOUT TO GRAB THE ROPES AND TRANSITIONS INTO DOUBLE LEGGED BOSTON CRAB NOW!!! CARMEN IS IN UTTER PAIN RIGHT NOW BUT SHE ISN’T GIVING UP!!! SHE’S REFUSING TO GIVE UP!!! IGON IS NOW SWITCHING AS SHE BRINGS CARMEN RIGHT UP– AND LOOKS TO GO FOR THE POWERBOMB!!! HE HIT IT EARLIER IN THE MATCH ON THE OUTSIDE NOW HE’S GOING FOR IT AGAIN–
Thadd Blazevich: BUT DUDE, CARMEN REVERSES INTO A SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB!!! IT CATCHES IGON OFF GUARD AS CARMEN HAS HIS SHOULDERS ARE PINNED DOWN ON THE MAT!!! CARMEN COULD WIN RIGHT HERE BROSKI!!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Persephone: NOPE!!
Rich Russillo: IGON KICKS OUT AS BOTH COMPETIORS ARE EXHAUSTED FROM THE MATCH THEY’RE COMPETING IN RIGHT NOW!!! THE CROWD IS ON THEIR FEET AS WE SEE BOTH SLOWLY START TO GET UP AS IGON LEANS FORWARD TOWARDS THE MIDDLE ROPE!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT LOOK BRO CARMEN NOTICES THIS AND– SHE’S GOING FOR LIVIN LA VIDA LOCA!!! CARMEN NAILS THE TIGER FEINT KICK AS IGON STUMBLES TOWARDS THE MIDDLE OF THE RING AS CARMEN LOOKS TO COMPLETE THE MANEUVER WITH THE SPRINGBOARD STOMP–
Rich Russillo: DINOSAUR DROPKICK!!! FROM MIDAIR AS IGON DELIVERS WITH THAT DINOSAUR DROPKICK AS CARMEN IS LAID OUT FROM THAT!! IGON GRABS A HOLD OF CARMEN AND– DELIVERS WITH A TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER!!! IGON GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Persephone: MATCH OVER LETS GO!
Rich Russillo: NO PERSEPHONE LOOK!! CARMEN’S FOOT WAS ON THE ROPES AS THE REFEREE NOTICES AT THE LAST SECOND!!!! IGON ISN’T THRILLED BY THIS, AS I THINK HE KNOWS THIS ISN’T THE KIND OF MISTAKE HE’D MAKE IF THE WEAR AND TEAR HADN’T CAUGHT UP TO HIM!
Thadd Blazevich: IGON MIGHT BE LOOKING TO END THIS ONCE FOR ALL AS BRO BRINGS CARMEN RIGHT BACK TO HER FEET!! HE’S LOOKING TO HIT THAT DEVASTING POWERBOMB BROSKI…
(Before Igon could hit the Powerbomb on Carmen, the crowd suddenly begins to cheer as this confused Igon until he looks in the direction where he sees why the crowd was cheering in the first place.)
Rich Russillo: IT’S AVRIL WILLIAMS!!! SHE’S COMING THROUGH THE CROWD AS IGON DOES NOT LOOK TOO HAPPY TO SEE HER! IGON DROPS CARMEN WITH AN OVERHAND CHOP, AND IGON CLEARLY LOOKS IRRITATED AS HE KNOWS AVRIL IS GOING TO TRY AND MESS THIS UP FOR HIM!!
(Avril jumps the barricade making her way to ringside as she stares right at Igon Mordren, holding a skateboard in her hands.)
Avril Williams: (off-mic) Come on, dude. Did you really think I’d just forget about last week?
Thadd Blazevich: Carmen just grabbed the referee after getting dropped by Igon, and she’s in some rough shape. The referee started checking on her, as dude, Carmen really isn’t looking good right now! I don’t think the ref saw Avril make her way over the barricade, as bro’s been too focused on the fact that Carmen looks like she might be out of it!
Persephone: Maybe they could end this match if Carmen can’t continue.
(Avril notices that the referee is occupied, and with this in mind, a brief smirk appears on her face.)
Rich Russillo: WAIT A SECOND!!!!! AVRIL WILLIAMS JUST CRACKED IGON MORDREN IN THE HEAD WITH HER SKATEBOARD!!! IGON TRIED TO LUNGE OVER THE ROPES AND DEAL WITH HER BEFORE SHE COULD BECOME A PROBLEM, BUT AVRIL TOOK ADVANTAGE OF THE DISTRACTED REFEREE AND LEAPED UP THE STEPS, HITTING IGON WITH HER SKATEBOARD BEFORE HE COULD CATCH HER!
Thadd Blazevich: AND SHE’S NOT DONE!!! IGON DROPPED TO BOTH KNEES, BEFORE FALLING AGAINST THE MIDDLE ROPE, AND AVRIL LANDS A SECOND SHOT TO THE HEAD!!! A THIRD!!!! A FOURTH!!!! DUDE, SHE KEEPS GOING, NOT STOPPING UNTIL IGON IS COMPLETELY OUT!!!!
(THUD!)
(THUD!)
(THUD!)
(THUD!)
(THUD!)
Rich Russillo: AND THERE’S ONE LAST SHOT, CAUSING IGON TO FALL BACKWARDS INTO THE RING!!!! HE’S KNOCKED OUT COLD FROM THAT, AS AVRIL WILLIAMS PRETTY MUCH JUST BASHED HIS HEAD IN WHILE THE REFEREE WAS DISTRACTED! I DON’T EVEN KNOW IF CARMEN KNOWS WHAT JUST HAPPENED, BUT SHE SEES IGON DOWN AS SHE PUSHES PAST THE REFEREE, AND SHE’S ABLE TO PULL HERSELF OVER TOWARDS HIM FOR THE COVER!!!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Rompe’ by Daddy Yankee plays in the arena as the crowd cheers heavily over what just happened!! Carmen can barely move at the moment after such a hard fight, but Cynthia quickly gets into the ring, helping Carmen up as the referee approaches, unaware of what just happened. The referee raises Carmen’s hand, while Avril looks proud of what she just did.)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner… CARMEN SÁAAAAAANCHEZ!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: CARMEN DID IT! She scores the massive win here tonight on Voltage, all thanks to what Avril did in the closing moments of this match!!
Thadd Blazevich: Yeah bro, that’s payback for what Igon did to Avril last week… guess you could say a bro like Avril got some sweet ass revenge! ROCK ON DUDE!!
Persephone: Relax pal, she doesn’t even know your name.
(Carmen celebrates with Cynthia after picking up the victory, and they share some smiles with Avril, who looks pretty pleased with what just happened. Avril gives a cute wave to Cynthia and Carmen as they take their leave, but as the camera focuses back on the ring…)
(Igon Mordren looks furious.)
(He glares at Avril from inside the ring, with a look of pure rage on his face after what just transpired in this match.)
Rich Russillo: And I think Igon has had enough! He rolls out of the ring and is making a beeline directly for Avril-
Avril Williams: (Off-Mic) WOAH!
(Avril turns around and holds her hands out, keeping a comfortable distance between the two as she reaches out and takes a microphone.)
Avril Williams: Hold your horses, pal! I know you’ve got a lot on your mind, your eyes just filled with rage, but I have a solution for both of our little problems with each other. So, chill out… alright…?
(Igon scowls as he continues to stare at her.)
Avril Williams: It’s clear to me that formality is out of the window with the two of us. You’re all mad and angry, and personally, I’m looking to get my lick back after what you did to me last week… not cool, by the way. So instead of doing all of this back and forth… why not just meet at Bloodsport, bro?
Thadd Blazevich: I rock with this girl. :drakelike:
Persephone: Someone else just like you. Lord help us all…
(This makes Igon pause as he continues to eye her. Avril has a smirk on her face, knowing that was the one thing that she could say that would get his attention. She steps aside, allowing Igon to take a microphone for himself as he begins to respond.)
Igon Mordren: For an imbecile like you, this is an offer that I shouldn’t even THINK of considering. It has become abundantly clear to me that you are a disgrace to the sacred sport of professional wrestling, and what you have done week after week to CONTINUE to disrespect and make a mockery of it is not something that warrants you getting your way. But at the same time, you target my pride, because I am never one to decline a matchup from someone regardless of who is stupid enough to request it. So…
(Igon closes his eyes, taking a moment to compose himself before looking back up at Avril.)
Igon Mordren: If this is the hill that you wish to die on, then you are more than welcome to serve as an example for EVERYONE else. That the only person fit to embark on this mission is me, and anyone who has anything to say about it is merely standing in the way. This, along with everything that I must do going forward, is necessary.
(Avril chuckles at this, a reaction that doesn’t settle The Warden whatsoever.)
Avril Williams: Soooo… does that mean you accept?
(Igon scowls.)
Igon Mordren: To your detriment, I accept your challenge for Bloodsport.
(The crowd erupts into thunderous cheers over the confirmation of the match, Avril having a smile on her face as she nods her head in agreement.)
Avril Williams: Well then, that’s great! I know that you and I haven’t agreed on… just about anything… but I’m glad that we could come to terms on this one thing. But you seem to have a misconception about something that I look to put to bed… I’m not just someone who is going to allow you to step over me. I’m not going to allow myself to be made a fool out of just because you said so; it doesn’t work like that. I’m not just going to stand my ground, but I am also going to make sure that I come out of Bloodsport with a win.
(The crowd cheers loudly as Avril continues to have a confident expression on her face, continuing not to back down from Igon as she goes on.)
Avril Williams: I got an introduction last week as I saw exactly what you have in store for me, and I’ll be the first one to admit that it wasn’t very pleasant at all. I know that I asked for this, but at the same time, I wouldn’t have gotten myself into this conflict that we have if I didn’t think I could handle it. Trust me, I am more than capable of handling this, and I will put my best foot forward regardless of what you throw at me to make sure that this doesn’t end the way that you think.
Igon Mordren: Expect that it WILL. I will not stand for this, and the last thing that I will do is continue to let you go about the way that you are, making a mockery out of this great sport. You deserve everything that I did to you last week and MORE, and that is something that I will make sure happens at my hands. Do not continue to mock me with your nature; I am not in the business of entertaining anything of the sort. You will do what you have continued to do for the longest time now; you will continue to disappoint me, and you will shame everyone who has supported you or believed in you.
(Avril widens her eyes sarcastically, as she continues to laugh.)
Igon Mordren: Think of it as a joke now, but you will see it as I have always seen it once we have stepped into the ring. When you talk about this sport, it is NEVER a joke. I will refuse to let any of the bullshit that you have done on this brand so far slide. At Bloodsport, I am putting my foot down, and that goes to you and anyone else who thinks it is in their best interest to question me or my methods. And trust me when I say that it will be the greatest thing that anyone has ever seen at your expense.
Avril Williams: I’m so sure. Do you want to know something, Igon? I didn’t come this far in this business, I didn’t get to this point in my life… just to let myself be made a fool out of. That’s what you’re trying to do to me right now, but to take the words right out of your mouth, I’m not going to be the one that lets that slide. I have worked my ass off my entire life to deserve every single thing that comes my way, and you better believe that if Bloodsport is my one shot to put my name on the map, then you best believe that I am going to take it, whether or not it’s against you.
Igon Mordren: I will not continue to go through these mental gymnastics to try and entertain you and this foolishness. We are done with this conversation, but I shall leave you with a warning that you are not deserving of whatsoever. I will warn you that once this match is done, once I am through giving you the consequences of what you have done to me and this great sport, you will have nobody but yourself to blame for your suffering.
(Igon exhales through his mouth, a deadly serious expression as he glares at Avril, who continues to have a confident expression on her face regardless of what threats are thrown her way.)
Igon Mordren: Bloodsport will be yet another example of the pinnacle of this sport. Step by step, one match at a time, I will continue to restore order back to EAW, and you are yet another necessary step in that direction. You have NO PLACE being in the ring with The Warden, and I will make sure that weekend is the worst of your pathetic, miserable life. THAT is your warning.
(Igon slams his microphone down to the ground as he turns around and begins to make his way out of the scene. ‘Vordt of the Boreal Valley’ begins to blast through the speakers once more as he is seen making his way out of the ramp, Avril having dropped her microphone down as well, watching from a distance with her arms crossed and a smirk on her face.)
Rich Russillo: Certainly one hell of a warning courtesy of The Warden, but by the looks of things, it doesn’t seem like this is something that Avril has considered backing down from whatsoever. She’s taking on this challenge head-on, and how it ends up faring for her remains to be seen.
Thadd Blazevich: Which means that we have yet another match made official for Bloodsport, and it’s not going to be one that you’re gonna want to miss, bro! Two of Voltage’s hottest newcomers clash in a battle of character, and whoever comes out on top? Well, that remains to be seen.
Persephone: This would be really interesting if I cared, but unfortunately I don’t.
Thadd Blazevich: Broseph, not that loud… The Warden might hear…
Persephone: I DON’T CARE.
(Igon makes his way through the backstage area without a second glance, Avril continuing to nod her head in intrigue as her match for Bloodsport is set. She begins to take her leave as well, high-fiving fans in the front row as it’s the very last shot seen before Sunday Night Voltage begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(Promotional ad for Bloodsport, where Avril Williams faces Igon Mordren.)
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton in the ring.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR…ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(‘The Leaving Song Part II’ blasts through the P.A System as out comes the EAW World Champion! The crowd in attendance here tonight goes absolutely ballistic for the appearance of Hans Grayson, as he emerges onto the stage with the title around his waist!! He unstraps it and hoists it up for everyone to see before making his way down the aisle and towards the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! From… Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada… WEIGHING AT 219 POUNDS… HE IS THE FIRE-BREATHING DRAGON… HE IS THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION…. HANS GRAYSON!!!
Rich Russillo: Hans Grayson is out here tonight, and he looks excited as hell to be wrestling his first match since winning the EAW World Championship to close out Pain for Pride 19! He has had an interesting couple of weeks, most notably getting ready for his first major title defence as World Champion, taking on Raven Roberts. And with what happened last week during their contract signing… it got a lot more interesting.
Thadd Blazevich: For sure, Rich, bro! Hans and Raven’s match at Bloodsport is now going to be contested under the Cage of Death!! A massive stipulation here in Elite Answers Wrestling, and because Hans is coming off of a Barbed Wire Massacre match last month at Pain for Pride, and now will be entering into the cage with Raven Roberts… Hans ain’t gonna be 100%; that’s for sure.
Persephone: Obviously, genius! He’s fucked! Considering he just competed in one of Voltage’s most barbaric stipulations and now is moving onto another one that is arguably in the same ballpark, along with the fact that his right arm could be a factor. Overall… he’s cooked.
(Hans slides into the ring after greeting fans at the ringside area, as he hoists up the championship for everyone to see!! The camera then pans over to someone standing in the opposite corner as Bella Braxton introduces them…)
Bella Braxton: And already in the ring, from… Raleigh, North Carolina… WEIGHING AT 198 POUNDS… DOM BUSTER!!!!
Persephone: DOM BUSTER??? What type of name is that?
Rich Russillo: Regardless of how you may feel about his name, he’s looking to make a major impact; facing the World Champion is a massive test for Mr. Buster. Let’s see if it makes or breaks it here tonight!
Thadd Blazevich: Bro really called him Mr. Buster.
(Dom Buster continues to stand in his corner, and soon enough, Hans stands in his. It looks like the referee is about to ring the bell… however, someone emerges from the stage that catches Hans’ attention.)
Rich Russillo: RAVEN ROBERTS IS HERE! Not surprising that she’s coming out here to see Hans in action. She’s making her way down to the ring, and Raven certainly looks intrigued by how this is going to go for Hans.
Thadd Blazevich: It looks like Raven bro is going to be watching this match at ringside!!
(Raven makes her way down the ramp and stands at ringside as Hans focuses back towards Dom Buster. After a moment, the referee signals for the bell!)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: HERE WE GO! THIS MATCH IS UNDERWAY, AND HANS GOES STRAIGHT TOWARDS DOM WITH A PUNCH FROM HIS LEFT ARM! DOM RESPONDS WITH A SLAP BEFORE RUNNING THE ROPES!!
Thadd Blazevich: He meets Hans back and— HANS DROPS DOWN!!! DOM CONTINUES RUNNING, AND HANS NOW LEAPFROGS OVER HIM!!! DOM BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES AND— IS MET WITH A BEAUTIFUL DROPKICK FROM HANS GRAYSON!!!
(The crowd cheers for Hans, all while Raven continues looking on, watching intently as she examines what the World Champion is bringing to the table in this match.)
Persephone: Hans seems to be moving fine here, but he could have torn his shit off the bone from that leapfrog.
Rich Russillo: Hans waits for Dom to get back on his feet as Dom turns around— IS MET WITH AN ARM DRAG FROM HANS!! DOM GETS UP RIGHT AWAY AND IS MET WITH ANOTHER ARM DRAG FROM HANS!!! DOM GETS UP, GOES FOR A CHOP, BUT HANS DUCKS THE ATTEMPT AND— LANDS A SAITO SUPLEX RIGHT INTO THE CORNER!!!
Thadd Blazevich: THE CROWD IS ELECTRIC AS HANS FEELS THE ENERGY OF THE CROWD BEFORE HITTING A RUNNING KNEE RIGHT INTO THE CORNER WHERE DOM IS! IT PLANTS HIM RIGHT IN THE FACE, AND HANS IMMEDIATELY CLUTCHES HIM AND DELIVERS A RUNNING BULLDOG RIGHT AFTER!!
Persephone: Raven looks to be watching like— well, you know a Raven.
Rich Russillo: Dom Buster rolls out of the ring, where Raven is standing by as Hans looks and runs from the opposite ropes and back—- AND DELIVERS A TOPE CON HILO TO DOM BUSTER!!! CAPTIVATING MOVE FROM HANS AS HE BRINGS HIM RIGHT BACK INTO THE RING!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT LOOK, BRO! Hans and Raven have an intense face-off from one another, just staring at each other and what it will mean when they’ll be in battle at Bloodsport. Hans shakes his head before sliding back into the ring—
Persephone: AND DOM BUSTER MEETS HIM WITH A BIG BOOT!! HANS IS STILL STAGGERING ON HIS FEET AS DOM BUSTER BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES AND BACK—
Rich Russillo: BUT IS MET WITH A FLAMING PUNCH!!! IT TAKES DOM BUSTER DOWN AS HANS SHOOTS OVER THE ROPES AND IS READY TO FIRE!!! DOM BUSTER SLOWLY GETS UP AND— IS MET WITH A BURNING SHOT LARIAT!! IT TURNS HIM INSIDE OUT AS HANS GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
Referee: ONE! TWOOOO! THREEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘The Leaving Song Part II’ plays as Hans Grayson gets the win here on Voltage. Raven looks on as Hans rises to his feet and the referee raises his hand in victory!!! The crowd continues to cheer on as Hans looks ecstatic about how that match went.)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner… HANS GRAAAAAYYYYYSONNNN!!!
Rich Russillo: Great win from Hans here tonight! Despite what others may have said or suggested, Hans’ right arm wasn’t a factor here in this match, but I’m sure it will be a different story once Bloodsport approaches and he’ll compete in that Cage of Death match.
Persephone: Dom Buster… we’ll see you in Valhalla!
(As Hans Grayson’s entrance music continues to play, Hans turns and glares at Raven. After a moment, he just turns and begins making his way out of the ring. With the fans continuing to cheer as Hans gets closer towards the barricade, he walks towards the timekeeper’s area and grabs a microphone before climbing back onto the apron. Hans doesn’t take his eyes off of Raven as he returns to the ring, and Raven just remains in her seat, keeping a composed look on her face as she waits to see what Hans plans to say.)
Hans Grayson: Listen, the past month of my career has been quite the ride. I nearly had my arm destroyed for the second time in one season, I became a World Champion for the first time, I found out my first challenger for the title, and now here I am wrapping up my first time in the ring since Pain for Pride. It’s been a lot to take in, but I’ll admit one thing. Raven, there is something you mentioned during that contract signing. Something that stuck with me heading into this match.
(Hans turns and glances at his arm for a moment.)
Hans Grayson: What condition is my arm in?
Hans Grayson: What Drake Armstrong did was serious and it was bound to have its ramifications. A broken arm was bad enough, but he went and complicated the healing process which, if I was in a bad enough spot, could’ve restarted the healing process as a whole. It would’ve been bad, and while that wouldn’t have been enough to stop me from walking into Bloodsport and fighting with everything I have to defend the title, I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t be at one serious disadvantage. Now that thankfully didn’t happen, but I’d be lying if I said my arm is back at one hundred percent and it’s like last year never even happened. I had the chance to find that out for myself just now, and with me sticking around there’s a good chance I’m gonna be dealing with some lingering pain for a while. Still…
(Hans smirks as he stares at Raven Roberts.)
Hans Grayson: You’re not going to have to think about me having any sort of disadvantage at Bloodsport, because I’m feeling good!
(The fans cheer, and Raven just nods. She doesn’t show much of a reaction to Hans’ statement, maintaining her focus as the Champion continues.)
Hans Grayson: I have been through a lot in this company so I already know what it feels like to have to compete through wear and tear. To have to enter matches broken and battered rather than at your very best, but that’s not what this match is. You’re going to get my best in that Cage of Death, and I refuse to let anything get in the way of our match and my first World Championship defense!
(The cheers continue as Hans continues to stare at Raven, with clear passion behind his words as he raises the EAW World Championship, using his formerly injured arm to do so just to send the message. Raven gets out of her seat after this, and she walks towards the timekeeper’s area herself before grabbing a microphone of her own. Raven slowly walks back towards the ring, climbing onto the apron before she finally joins Hans inside of the ring. The two Bloodsport opponents have a brief staredown after this, before finally, Raven says just one word.)
Raven Roberts: Good.
(Hans doesn’t respond to this.)
Raven Roberts: It’s good that there won’t be anything getting in the way Hans. That just means there won’t be any excuses. Nothing to dissuade you from entering the cage. Nothing to cling to once you’ve lost your Championship. When I defeat you, it’ll just be because I was the better competitor.
(There are cheers following these words, and Hans just nods, understanding where Raven is coming from with that statement as she continues.)
Raven Roberts: To be clear, this wasn’t a concern of mine. I’m more than willing to capitalize on any weakness of yours if I have to, only I’m not like Drake Armstrong or a lot of the other people you’ve had to deal with since coming to Voltage. I’m not the kind of person who needs to stab you in the back, or hire a bunch of people to break your arm for me. When I strike you’ll see it just like you did at the Draft, only just like then, you won’t have an answer for it. I told you Hans, I’m aiming to take a step forward and if that means facing you when you’re at your best, that’s just better for me. I chose to strike you. I chose to piss you off and make sure you entered Bloodsport knowing you can’t afford to hold anything back. If you thought you were facing someone afraid of a Hans Grayson even close to a hundred percent you were wrong, and by this point you should really be past this.
Hans Grayson: You’re right, but you’re also the one who brought it up to begin with, weren’t you? You brought up my injury last week as if to say I may not be too cut out for an environment like Bloodsport, but you weren’t there, Raven! You weren’t there for the past year of my career! You weren’t there when I had to go through a Chainsaw Deathmatch, or War Games, or through any of the brutality last season had to offer that seemed to have only escalated as time went on! You’ve been through a lot in your own right and I never denied that Raven, but since this started you haven’t just made this about whether or not you can beat me. You made this about whether or not I’m truly cut out to be in this position and stay there, and Raven, that disrespect isn’t going to get you this Championship.
(A loud reaction comes from the crowd, noting the fact that tensions have clearly risen between these two. Raven takes a moment after these words, but she stands her ground, not taking her eyes off of Hans as she eventually begins to speak.)
Raven Roberts: Let me just make this clear. My only concern is winning that Championship, and I plan to get that done however I can. You left Pain for Pride with one arm and if you walked into Bloodsport in that condition, I’d capitalize on it. If not, I’ll make use of the years I have spent in this business facing the best EAW has to offer in matches just like this. Either I can finish what Drake Armstrong started with your injuries or I could repeat what I did at the Draft and kick your head off the shoulders. It doesn’t matter to me, because in case you’ve forgotten Hans, none of this has been about a lack of respect for me. I congratulated you at the very beginning of this and I meant that, but no amount of praise or respect I give you compared to my own desire to become Champion, and to get there, I am willing to do whatever it takes. If you hear that and think I’m trying only to talk down to you…
(Raven begins walking forward, stopping right in front of the Champion.)
Raven Roberts: Then no, you’re not cut out to hold that Championship for long.
(A loud reaction follows these words, surprised after that statement from Raven. Hans stared at Raven for a moment, and despite the harsh words, he is able to keep calm.)
Hans Grayson: Raven…
(He pauses for a moment, and just shakes his head as a light chuckle leaves him.)
Hans Grayson: I never had a problem with you taking whatever measures you felt were necessary to try and take this from me. I’m used to that by now. What I have a problem with is the fact that you can’t even look me in the eyes and tell me how you really feel about me, hiding it all behind the premise of me having a deserving title win. When I dealt with Cody Maverick he told me that he wasn’t feeling respected but he refused to admit to the full story, which is that he only felt that way because Drake Armstrong got in his ear and made me out to be just another enemy. The same thing is happening to you, and I see it now. From the Draft to tonight, I could see it. You’re still bitter because your path towards singles gold has led you nowhere for six years now. Because Pain for Pride didn’t go how you planned. Because while you’re still empty handed, someone with a bad arm who only walked into this company in 2022 is able to end Pain for Pride as the new face of Voltage. You didn’t just attack me because you want to face the best. You attacked me because you don’t think I’m built for this. You attacked me because you think I’m the kind of person you can just hold in the palm of your hand and if that’s what you think Raven, I believe that explains exactly why you’re still chasing this Championship right now.
(Another loud reaction follows, as Raven remains silent.)
Hans Grayson: If you want me at my best then you’re getting that, but I don’t care for this idea that you need to blindside me. That you need to capitalize on my old injury. That you need to try to make my life Hell just like my other enemies have just so you can get yourself some gold. You’re not going to get an angry, reckless Hans that makes careless mistakes the way I have in the past. You’re getting a man capable of standing at the top of this brand, and if you can’t keep up that’s your problem, because I’m done with the games.
Raven Roberts: Do you believe this is a game to me? You said it yourself, I’m the challenger right now. One way or another I will leave the cage as Champion, and that’s it. You’re making this about you because I didn’t walk out and shake your hand but the truth is I would’ve done what I did to you to anyone holding that Championship. You chose to take it personal because you still haven’t gotten over everything that’s happened to you and that’s fine, but that doesn’t change anything for me. If you want this to be personal that is fine with me, but you’re only going to be the cause of your own problems.
Hans Grayson: And that’s fine, because I’m more than ready to handle them just like I have for the past four years, and KEEP holding onto this Championship no matter what you throw at me!
(Hans raises his Championship one more time as he steps forward.)
Hans Grayson: You’re a great competitor and I know you’ll be a tough opponent, but that’s not enough. I wish you the best of luck, but trust me. Not even that will get you this Championship.
(The fans cheer, and ‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ begins to play once again. There is a staredown between the two, until finally Hans places his Championship back onto his shoulder, before walking past Raven and heading towards the ropes…)
Rich Russillo: WAIT- RAVEN JUST TURNED HANS AROUND!!
Thadd Blazevich: BEFORE PUNCHING BRO RIGHT IN THE FACE!!!
Rich Russillo: WELL SHE DID SAY SHE HAD NO INTENTIONS OF ATTACKING HANS FROM BEHIND, AND IT SEEMS SHE MEANT IT!!! HANS HOLDS HIS NOSE AS RAVEN GOES AFTER HIM- BUT HANS GRABS RAVEN AND RUNS INTO THE CORNER, SENDING HER BACK FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!! HANS GETS UP AND STARTS FIGHTING BACK, BUT RAVEN TAKES THE OPPORTUNITY TO DROP DOWN AND GO AFTER THE LEG!!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS GOES DOWN AFTER HAVING HIS LEGS PULLED OUT FROM UNDER HIM, AND NOW RAVEN STARTS RAINING DOWN PUNCHES AT HANS’ FACE!!! RAVEN LANDS FOREARMS ONE AFTER ANOTHER- BUT HANS IS ABLE TO TURN IT AROUND, KNOCKING HER OFF OF HIM WITH AN ELBOW! Raven stumbles before pushing herself back up- BUT DUDE, LOOK!!! FLAMING PUNCH-
Persephone: COMPLETELY MISSES BECAUSE HANS IS USELESS!!!! HANS QUICKLY TURNS TOWARDS RAVEN, AND RAVEN RUNS IN!!
Rich Russillo: BUT HANS AVOIDS HER ATTACK- BEFORE SENDING HIMSELF AND RAVEN OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A CLOTHESLINE!!!! BOTH ELITISTS TUMBLE AND LAND ON THE RINGSIDE FLOOR, BUT I THINK HANS MIGHT’VE CAUGHT THE WORST OF THAT ONE! Hans starts to stumble as he finds his way back up- AND RAVEN TAKES ADVANTAGE AS SHE RAMS HANS INTO THE BARRICADE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: HANS DROPS TO A KNEE FOR A SEC BEFORE RAVEN GOES BACK ON THE ATTACK- BUT WAIT A SECOND!!! LOOKS LIKE CAPTAIN CHARISMA CAUGHT WIND OF WHAT’S GOING ON!!!
(Before long, security guards are shown pulling Raven Roberts and Hans Grayson away from each other, immediately causing boos to come from the crowd after the disruption of the fight.)
Rich Russillo: THIS FIGHT IS BEING BROKEN UP BY SECURITY, AND IT SEEMS NEITHER RAVEN NOR HANS ARE TRYING TO FIGHT OUT OF THEIR GRASP!! IT SEEMS TENSIONS MAY HAVE JUST BOILED OVER FOR A MOMENT, BUT STUFF LIKE THAT IS BOUND TO HAPPEN WHEN A WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP IS ON THE LINE!
Thadd Blazevich: That’s right, and it’s not gonna get any better from here, bro! Bloodsport is the Cage of Death, and maaan, if tonight was anything to go by, they’re both taking this real seriously!
Persephone: Duh. They better be taking a Bloodsport match seriously. It’s the least they could do for being so boring for the rest of the year.
(Hans Grayson and Raven Roberts stare at each other while being separated by security. Neither of them look happy with each other, but they’re able to try and calm themselves down now that the security guards are pulling them away. They both remain focused on the Bloodsport match ahead of them, while Voltage begins to fade from ringside.)
(Promotional ad for Bloodsport, where Hans Grayson defends the EAW World Championship against Raven Roberts in the Cage of Death.)
(The camera has returned to ringside, where Captain Charisma has returned with the Wheel of Death. The Voltage Commissioner stands in the middle of the ring with a microphone in his hand, and he smiles hearing the loud cheers from the fans before he begins to speak.)
Captain Charisma: Ladies and gentlemen, I think you already know what time it is! All night we’ve been learning stipulations for the matches to come at Bloodsport. Bronson and Miku, the Unified Tag Team Championship match and Auburn and Sayuri already learned their stipulations tonight, and we’re not finished yet. You can see the wheel behind me, and in a moment two women will have the chance to find out the stipulation for their own match, which was made official last week. They are of course, Caroline and Eris Morti!
(The fans cheer once more hearing this announcement, and Captain Charisma nods before he continues.)
Captain Charisma: These are two talented competitors who have been at each other’s throats, and knowing them, I don’t think I’d be wrong to say Bloodsport seems like the appropriate setting for a match between the two. Things have been heated between these two since Pain for Pride and tensions have only seemed to continue rising as the month has progressed, so I think there’s no point in waiting to get this under way. Caroline, Eris, I’m sure both of you are ready to find out what kind of match you’ll be having at Bloodsport, so please join me in the ring so we can all find out together.
(Captain Charisma waits, but it isn’t for long. ‘Burn Victim’ by Methwitch hits. Eris Morti wastes no time making her way out, as her eyes are directly on the wheel inside of the ring, containing various potential stipulations for her match against Caroline. She has a wide grin on her face staring at the wheel, hardly hiding her own excitement as she begins walking down the ramp, carrying a microphone in her hand.)
Rich Russillo: Here we are! We’re about to find out another Bloodsport stipulation, and given how she operates, I can’t say I’m shocked by that smile on Eris’ face. This could be exactly the kind of match for her.
Thadd Blazevich: True point dude. After everything these two have already done to each other, Bloodsport could get totally messy, but it’s like Cap’ said, it’s only fitting for two Elitists like them. Caroline has never been one to shy away from violence like this, and we saw what she did to Eris weeks ago. It’s exactly why Eris tried calling her out last week after her match with Daniella, and that ended with this match being made.
(Eris climbs onto the apron and enters the ring, and for a moment, she stops and stares at the wheel. She takes some time to look at all of the stipulations listed, though her focus breaks once ‘Living Dead Girl’ by Rob Zombie begins to play. The camera shifts towards the stage as Caroline slowly walks out ahead of her match in the main event against Damon Lazarus. She maintains the expressionless face she is known to have, staring at her Bloodsport opponent as Captain Charisma and Eris Morti both wait for her to enter the ring.)
Rich Russillo: And here comes Caroline, who tonight will, as these two would put it, be stepping into the light ahead of their clash at Bloodsport. Caroline will be taking on Damon Lazarus after this in what’s bound to be a great match, but before we get there she has a stipulation to find out, for a match she plans to leave on top.
Thadd Blazevich: Caroline’s a former New Breed Champ, and just earlier this season she came close to adding even more to that resume. She’s seriously scary, and that stip could give her the freedom to be even scarier.
Persephone: I hope so. The bloodshed is the one thing these two have going for them, so they better not let it go to waste.
(Caroline walks up the steel steps, and after entering the ring she takes a moment to glance at the wheel, before turning her attention back towards Eris. As Caroline’s entrance music fades there is a staredown between the two, and after everything that has already happened between them, Captain Charisma is quick to notice this and speak up.)
Captain Charisma: Now before we continue, I understand that the two of you have issues that’ll be more than settled at Bloodsport, but do remember Caroline that you have a match up next. There is no need for this to get physical, okay?
(This request from Captain Charisma falls on deaf ears, as neither Elitist gives him any sort of response. Instead, Eris gives a faint smirk.)
Eris Morti: No mist this time?
(Caroline produces a microphone from seemingly thin air which draws a surprised look from Captain Charisma. Caroline looks over at him with her relatively dead eyes and he all but holds up his hands and backs away.)
Caroline: Perhaps. Perhaps not. It just depends on what you decide to bring out of me, Eris.
(At this, Eris smirks.)
Caroline: I would not be so quick to flash those pearly whites unless you fancy losing a tooth or two before this dreadful night is out.
Eris Morti: Please, give me more of that. THAT is what I want from you. What you did two weeks ago is nothing more than a taste of what you believe yourself to be capable of, and I’m not the type of person to give you pushback on any of that. I want whatever the Shadow Queen has inside of her, because when Bloodsport is said and done, and both of us are broken, bloodied, and unable to comprehend everything that just transpired, only then will I find myself somewhat satisfied.
(Caroline stares at Eris.)
Caroline: You wish to bring out the worst in me, and I can not help but wonder why. Do you not feel as if you have been challenged enough as of yet? You are but a new, fresh face amongst a sea of mongrels who all claim to have been dealt the worst hand of humanity’s offering, but I am the one who has actually been sentenced to burn and suffer for the rest of eternity. Do you truly believe what you have experienced thus far has prepared you for a walk with me? Pray, Eris, do tell me how battles against Himura, Quinn, and Aizen have led you right here to me.
Eris Morti: It isn’t about them. I had my fun with each of them, but my hunger was never going to be satiated so soon. I knew this sport had more to offer me and I wished to find that, because that’s what this is about, is it not? Fulfillment. I wanted an opportunity to find excitement I couldn’t get even from my most enjoyable battles, and at Pain for Pride I had planned to find that opportunity even if it meant throwing out every individual until it revealed itself… But I did not expect for it to fall in my hands the way that it did.
(Eris stops, just looking at Caroline, who had caused her elimination from the match after her usage of the black mist.)
Eris Morti: You were a casualty in my desire to leave the 24/7 Battle Royal fulfilled, and you made me pay for it. I knew you were a person bound by their own suffering, but what I underestimated was the lengths you’d go to in order to make another feel even a fraction of what you have. You have surprised me since then in a way that does not happen very often, but I believe last week’s attempt told you what you wish to hear. I am prepared, so I hope this walk with you is as perilous as you let on, and that you can surprise me one more time before it’s all over.
(Caroline waves a hand in the air, almost as if she is brushing off what Eris claims her needs are.)
Caroline: There were changes immediately following Pain for Pride, Morti, and after The Draft? The full picture started to unveil itself. There is something festering deep within me, begging for me to answer some unasked question. I have debated and pondered the meaning of this… ‘feeling’. For it has been quite some time since feelings have made themselves known to me. Perhaps the right button was pushed upon the disaster that was the 19th Season of Elite Answers Wrestling. Perhaps it is merely time for me to come into what I am meant to be. I do not have quite the clarity I need to pinpoint what is going on within me, but I do know this…
(Caroline lets her voice trail off and she steps closer to Eris, the two women now face to face.)
Caroline: You may believe yourself to be some sadist, some type of monster who thrives in situations such as this, but there is far more to that need to sacrifice yourself to the cause. You are troubled, Eris Morti, and there are things about you that you do not wish to be known. I look into your eyes and I see something interesting… something that would make you think twice about stepping up to me. I could let you in on what I know, but you are most certainly convinced that this is the match you wish at Bloodsport. So be it, but be warned. It was told me what path you walked previously, and Eris… the path of blood that was left was not another person’s.
(This time, a very rare and very chilling smile spreads across the face of Caroline.)
Caroline: It was yours, was it not, Eris?
(For the first time in her EAW tenure, Eris Morti has gone stock still. Caroline touches her head to Eris’ and a very low, very cruel laugh spills from Caroline’s lips.)
Caroline: We all have a past, hm, but you were hurt in yours.
Eris Morti: Enough.
(She turns to Captain Charisma.)
Eris Morti: Spin the wheel.
(Captain Charisma looks at both competitors, and after seeing the looks on both of their faces, he just nods his head before going over to the wheel. The fans wait, excited as finally the Commissioner spins the wheel. Eris and Caroline watch as the wheel spins, cycling through each of the many stipulations listed before finally beginning to slow down. After a while, the spinning finally comes to an end, as the wheel lands on a certain stipulation.)
(However, it is not one either Elitist is familiar with.)
Caroline: “The Box”..?
(This causes mumbling to come from the fans, unsure of exactly what this means. Eris stares at the stipulation for a moment, but there is no smile on her face this time, instead carrying an expression that is difficult to read. Caroline turns towards Eris and sees this, but she chooses not to go any further just yet, instead turning towards the Commissioner as her opponent does the same.)
Eris Morti: What is this?
(The two look towards Captain Charisma, but the Commissioner only gives a smirk.)
Captain Charisma: You two will have to be patient, because all will be revealed next week. For now I suggest you focus on your match Caroline, and that both of you get ready for Bloodsport. Trust me, this won’t be an easy match for either of you.
(With this message, Captain Charisma finishes speaking. He pulls down the middle rope, bringing the wheel out of the ring before finally beginning to take his leave. As the Commissioner makes his way out, the two Bloodsport opponents look towards each other, now with a stipulation confirmed, but with no idea of what this means.)
Rich Russillo: The Box? I would be lying if I said that didn’t sound ominous, especially considering that this is Voltage. I feel like the one thing I can actually expect is for this to be something crazy.
Thadd Blazevich: Right, dude? I already got bad vibes! But one thing’s for sure, if it’s as big of a deal as Double C is saying it is, I think we’re in for an insane match at Bloodsport.
Persephone: I hope so.
(Eris just slowly backs off, stepping out of the ring as Caroline’s match is up next. Caroline keeps her eyes on her, and while tensions have already risen once more between them, no more words are shared. With this last sight of them, Voltage fades to the last commercial break of the night.)
(Promotional ad for Bloodsport, where Caroline faces Eris Morti in The Box.)
(The camera returns to ringside, where the crowd remains on its feet ahead of the final match of the evening. Eris Morti is already positioned near the commentary table, standing eerily still with her arms resting against the barricade. Jay Jerry Johnson leans against the barricade with his eyes fixed on the entrance stage. Neither of them acknowledges the other, but who Jag does acknowledge is Jake Smith, who stands across from Jay on the opposite side of the barricade. Jake glares towards Jay for a moment, before waiting for the match to commence.)
Rich Russillo: Welcome back to Sunday Night Voltage, as we are preparing for our main event matchup! Eris Morti, Jake Smith and Jay Jerry Johnson have both elected to join us at ringside, but it is safe to say that neither of them is here as an impartial observer.
Thadd Blazevich: Not even close, bro! Eris Morti and Caroline have been tearing each other apart every chance they get, while Jake Smith, Jay Jerry Johnson and Damon Lazarus have been trying to destroy each other since last season! There is a lot of bad blood surrounding this match!
Persephone: Wonderful. Five unstable people surrounding one wrestling ring. I’m sure this will remain perfectly under control.
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton standing in the center of the ring with a microphone in hand. The crowd rumbles with anticipation as she raises it to her lips.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS YOUR MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING, AND IT IS SCHEDULED FOR…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(Inside of the ring already is Caroline, who was already present during the revealing of the stipulation to her match against Eris Morti at Bloodsport prior to this. Caroline’s face is cold and unreadable, and knowing her match is coming up, she doesn’t even so much as acknowledge Eris Morti, who has her eyes fixated solely on Caroline. Caroline chooses not to acknowledge Jake either, as he focuses on the two men he’ll be taking on weeks from now. Instead, Caroline waits, having shifted her attention entirely to Damon Lazarus.)
Bella Braxton: Already in the ring… Residing Amongst The Shadows, weighing in at 109 pounds… SHE IS THE QUEEN OF SHADOWS… CAAAAAARRRRROOOOOLLLLLIIIIINNNNNEEEEE!!!
Rich Russillo: Caroline has made it clear that she and Jake Smith have entered this season with a renewed purpose. She has frequently assisted Jake from his corner in the past, but Caroline insists that she is no longer standing behind him or playing second fiddle.
Thadd Blazevich: Whatever their dynamic is, dude, its scary!
Persephone: Scary is whoever let this bitch leave the cosmetics table like that. Yuck.
(There is no smile on Eris’ face as she stares at Caroline, instead just an expressionless look, one similar to Caroline’s.)
Rich Russillo: There is Eris Morti, and Caroline knows exactly why she is here. These two women have been attacking each other for weeks, and they will finally meet one-on-one at Bloodsport after Eden Sinclair made it official last week! Now, we also know the stipulation for that match, and Caroline’s going to want to make sure she leaves this match in good condition, because, well… We don’t even know anything about the stipulation yet!
Thadd Blazevich: Ever since Pain for Pride it’s been wild! Eris threw rubbing alcohol into Caroline’s eyes, bro! Caroline responded by leaving Eris lying in a pool of blood backstage, and somehow that only made Eris want more!
Persephone: She enjoys getting hurt. Caroline enjoys hurting people. It sounds like a healthy relationship. They deserve each other.
(‘Until It Sleeps’ by Metallica begins to play throughout the arena, drawing an immediate negative reaction from the crowd. After a moment, Damon Lazarus steps through the curtain. He stops at the top of the stage and slowly looks across the arena, wearing a cold and calculating expression before turning his attention toward the ring.)
Bella Braxton: And her opponent! From Knoxville, Tennessee, weighing in at 285 pounds… HE IS THE OUROBOROS… THE ICON OF SIN… DAAAAAAMMMMMOOOONNNN LAAAAAAZZZZAAAARRRRUUUUSSSSS!!!
(Damon begins making his way down the ramp at a slow, deliberate pace. His eyes immediately settle on Jay Jerry Johnson and Jake Smith at ringside. Jay remains leaned against the barricade, offering no visible reaction as Damon continues toward him. Jake remained stoic on the side of the ring opposite from Jay, keeping a close eye on Damon as there’s seemingly unresolved tension following last week’s events.)
Rich Russillo: Damon Lazarus has no shortage of enemies surrounding him tonight. Jay Jerry Johnson is standing only feet away, as is Jake Smith. Those three men will meet at Bloodsport to determine the captain of Voltage’s War Games team at Territorial Invasion.
Thadd Blazevich: And Damon has already been fighting with both of them, dude! Jay and Damon have been at each other’s throats for months, while Jake and Caroline left Damon bloodied backstage last week!
Persephone: Maybe Damon should try being less irritating. It seems like the entire roster wants to punch his old ass in the face. Including half the women’s division by this point.
(Damon reaches the bottom of the ramp and stops directly in front of Jay. The two men lock eyes for several seconds. Jay slowly stands upright, but Damon merely gives him a condescending smirk before turning away and walking toward the steel steps. Once there, he stops and turns towards Jake Smith. Another staredown commences, before finally Damon just turns, making his way into the ring.)
Rich Russillo: Damon is choosing not to take the bait, but you can feel the tension between these three men.
Thadd Blazevich: They are all going to have their chance at Bloodsport, bro, but Damon has to focus on Caroline tonight! She may be much smaller than him, but she has already proven that she can catch him off guard!
(Damon climbs the steel steps and enters the ring. He slowly walks toward the center before raising his arms, soaking in the hostility from the crowd. Damon turns and looks back toward Jay and Jake, who continue watching from ringside, before retreating into his corner.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: The bell rings, and Damon Lazarus and Caroline begin circling the ring! Damon keeps his posture upright and measured, while Caroline stays light on her feet, forcing him to follow her movement instead of allowing him to dictate the pace!
Thadd Blazevich: That is important, bro! Damon wants this match slowed down so he can pick Caroline apart, but Caroline can’t stand directly in front of a man who outweighs her by nearly two hundred pounds!
Persephone: Riveting analysis. The tiny one should avoid being flattened by the enormous one. Somebody alert the wrestling schools.
Rich Russillo: Damon steps forward looking for a collar and elbow tie-up, but Caroline ducks underneath his grasp! Damon turns around, and Caroline catches him with a sharp kick to the side of the knee! Damon barely reacts before Caroline fires another kick into the thigh, trying to take away his base!
Thadd Blazevich: Damon reaches for her again, dude, but Caroline slips away a second time! She is making him work just to get his hands on her, and this match is being wrestled at Caroline’s speed!
Rich Russillo: Caroline hits the ropes, but Damon steps into her path! Caroline baseball slides through his legs, pops back to her feet, AND SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE WITH AN UPPERCUT! Damon staggers back, and Caroline lands a standing dropkick that sends him into the ropes!
Persephone: Great. She moved him approximately six inches. Start engraving the trophy. Caroline charges again, but Damon explodes out of the ropes with a shoulder block! Caroline crashes to the mat, and Lazarus stops all of her momentum with one collision!
Thadd Blazevich: That is the problem, bro! Caroline can land three or four quick attacks, but Damon only needs one clean shot to change the match!
Rich Russillo: Caroline pushes herself back up, but Damon is already there! He grabs her around the waist and muscles her into the corner before driving a shoulder into the midsection! Damon follows with another shoulder thrust, then a third, burying his shoulder into the ribs of Caroline!
Persephone: The referee warns Damon to back away, and Lazarus takes his time! Caroline tries to step forward, but Damon catches her with a stiff uppercut that snaps her head back! Caroline falls against the turnbuckles, and Damon follows with a short forearm across the jaw!
Thadd Blazevich: Damon is not rushing anything, dude! Every strike is being placed exactly where he wants it, and Caroline is already absorbing punishment around the ribs and head!
Rich Russillo: Damon drags Caroline from the corner and applies a side headlock, grinding his forearm across her face! Caroline reaches for the ropes, but Damon keeps her in the center and leans his full weight across her neck!
Persephone: Caroline getting choked by a man. Probably not the first time this week.
Rich Russillo: Caroline tries to shove Damon toward the ropes, but he plants his feet and tightens the hold! Caroline drives an elbow into his ribs, then another! A third elbow loosens Damon’s grip, and Caroline slips behind him before kicking the back of his knee!
Thadd Blazevich: Caroline hits the ropes, bro, and comes back with a jumping single leg dropkick to the back of Damon’s head! Lazarus drops to one knee, and Caroline is immediately moving again!
Rich Russillo: Caroline springs off the ropes with a flipping leg drop across the back of Damon’s neck! She rolls him onto his shoulders and hooks the leg!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Rich Russillo: Damon powers out before two! Caroline scrambles back to her feet and rushes in with a forearm! Damon absorbs it! Caroline lands another forearm, then a chop across the chest, followed by another forearm!
Thadd Blazevich: Caroline is trying to overwhelm him, dude! She can’t let Damon reset or this gets out of hand real fast!
Rich Russillo: Caroline backs Damon into the corner and unloads with rapid clotheslines and chest chops! Clothesline! Chop! Clothesline! Chop! Caroline keeps alternating before taking a few steps back and charging forward!
Thadd Blazevich: DAMON CATCHES HER BY THE THROAT, BRO! Caroline is stopped in midair, and Damon launches her out of the corner with a violent uranage slam! Caroline bounces off the canvas and rolls toward the ropes!
Persephone: Damon hooks Caroline around the waist and drags her toward the center before pulling her up for a vertical suplex! He holds her in the air, allowing the blood to rush toward her head, before dropping her hard across the canvas!
Thadd Blazevich: That is the veteran instinct, bro! Damon is forcing Caroline to feel every second of this offense instead of throwing moves together!
Rich Russillo: Damon floats into the cover and presses his forearm across Caroline’s face!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-
Rich Russillo: Caroline gets the shoulder up! Damon grabs her by the chin and pulls her into a seated position before driving his knee into the spine and applying a chinlock!
Persephone: Damon has that knee planted between Caroline’s shoulder blades while wrenching her head backward! Caroline reaches toward the ropes, but she is too far away!
Thadd Blazevich: This is exactly where Damon wants her, dude! He is making Caroline carry his weight while attacking the neck and back, taking away the flexibility she relies on!
Rich Russillo: Caroline fights back to her feet, but Damon maintains the chinlock! Caroline throws backward elbows into his abdomen, forcing Damon to release before sprinting toward the ropes! Caroline rebounds, but Damon catches her for a tilt-a-whirl slam!
Persephone: CAROLINE COUNTERS WITH A HEADSCISSORS TAKEDOWN! Damon stumbles through the ropes and onto the apron! Caroline rushes toward him, but Damon swings with a forearm!
Thadd Blazevich: Caroline ducks, bro! Damon misses, and Caroline catches him with a kick through the ropes! Damon is stunned on the apron!
Rich Russillo: Caroline leaps onto the middle rope and springboards toward him with a moonsault! SHE CATCHES DAMON AROUND THE HEAD AND PULLS HIM OFF THE APRON WITH A HURRICANRANA TO THE FLOOR!
Persephone: Damon crashes beside the ring, and Caroline lands on her feet! Jake Smith applauds from ringside, while Eris Morti watches Caroline from around the corner with that same unsettling fascination we have seen for weeks!
Thadd Blazevich: Jay Jerry Johnson has not taken his eyes off Damon either, dude, but nobody has made a move! Right now, they are letting Caroline and Damon settle this!
Rich Russillo: Caroline rolls Damon underneath the bottom rope and climbs onto the apron! Damon pushes himself to one knee as Caroline springboards with a leg drop across the back of his neck! Caroline turns him over for another cover!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Rich Russillo: Damon kicks out again! Caroline grabs both legs and tries to roll him toward the ropes!
Thadd Blazevich: Caroline is trying to tie Damon up, bro, but he is fighting her every step of the way!
Rich Russillo: Caroline pulls Damon against the ropes before wrapping him up! COLD HEARTED! CAROLINE HAS THE ROPE-HUNG BOSTON CRAB APPLIED, USING THE ROPES TO BEND DAMON BACKWARD!
Persephone: And naturally, she has to break it because apparently strangling somebody with the ropes is frowned upon.
Rich Russillo: The referee begins the count as Caroline pulls back!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
Rich Russillo: Caroline releases before five and flips back onto the apron! Damon drops to the mat clutching his neck, but Caroline is already climbing toward the top turnbuckle!
Thadd Blazevich: She can’t be getting reckless here, dude! Damon is hurt, but he is still dangerous!
Rich Russillo: Caroline reaches the top rope and leaps for a diving crossbody! DAMON CATCHES HER! Damon takes two steps forward AND LAUNCHES HER OVERHEAD WITH A FALLAWAY SLAM!
Persephone: Wow! How unexpected of a result from the genius move of leaping at someone built like a fucking refrigerator! :mjlol:
Rich Russillo: Caroline rolls into the opposite corner, and Damon stretches his neck after that submission! Caroline pulls herself up, but Damon charges in with a corner clothesline that nearly folds her in half!
Thadd Blazevich: Damon has slowed the match right back down, bro! Caroline had control, but one catch was all Lazarus needed!
Rich Russillo: Damon pulls Caroline out and lifts her onto his shoulder! Caroline throws elbows into the side of his head, but Damon keeps her elevated before driving her face-first into the top turnbuckle with Snake Eyes!
Persephone: Caroline staggers backward, and Damon hits the ropes before drilling her with a grounded big boot to the side of the head! Caroline collapses, and Damon drops into the cover!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO-
Rich Russillo: Caroline throws the shoulder up! Damon remains calm as he pulls Caroline to her feet and sends her into the ropes! Caroline rebounds, and Damon lowers his head for a back body drop!
Thadd Blazevich: Caroline stops herself, dude, and kicks Damon square in the shoulder!
Rich Russillo: Damon recoils, and Caroline immediately kicks the same shoulder again! She follows with a spinning back elbow to the jaw, then a round-off into a back handspring! Caroline completes the back tuck and comes spinning forward!
Thadd Blazevich: IN THE SHADOW GARDEN! THE SPINNING BACK FIST CONNECTS WITH DAMON TRAPPED AGAINST THE TURNBUCKLES, BRO!
Persephone: She performed an entire gymnastics routine to punch him once. Damon slumps into a seated position, and Caroline races across the ring before charging back with a running cannonball senton! Caroline crushes Damon against the corner and drags him away from the ropes!
Thadd Blazevich: Caroline has found her opening, bro! She attacked the shoulder, stunned Damon with that back fist, and now she has the big man down!
Rich Russillo: Caroline pulls Damon up and hooks him for a Northern Lights suplex! Damon blocks it by widening his base! Caroline tries again, but Damon drives a forearm into her back! Damon grabs Caroline around the waist and attempts a German suplex!
Persephone: Caroline lands on her feet! Damon turns around, and Caroline catches him with a calf kick to the knee! Damon drops down, and Caroline hits the ropes before connecting with a standing somersault leg drop across his chest!
Rich Russillo: Caroline hooks both legs!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Rich Russillo: Damon kicks out at two! Caroline rolls through to her feet and runs toward the ropes for another springboard attack!
Thadd Blazevich: Damon is getting up, dude, but Caroline is already lining up! CAROLINE SPRINGBOARDS WITH A CROSSBODY! DAMON CATCHES HER AGAIN! Caroline tries to swing around into another hurricanrana, but Damon holds on and powers her back onto his shoulder!
Rich Russillo: MELLOTRON SCRATCH! DAMON DRIVES CAROLINE INTO THE MAT WITH THE SCOOP POWERSLAM! LAZARUS HOOKS THE LEG!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
TTTHRRR-
Rich Russillo: CAROLINE KICKS OUT! Damon sits up and looks toward Jake Smith for a moment, while Jake simply stares back at him from ringside!
Persephone: Fantastic. The men are staring at each other now. Maybe one of them will remember there is still a match happening! Or better yet, interfere and end this shit so I can go home!
Rich Russillo: Damon turns back toward Caroline and grabs her by the hair, pulling her to her feet! Damon lifts Caroline for a powerbomb, but Caroline begins hammering away with punches to the forehead!
Thadd Blazevich: Caroline is fighting for her life up there, bro! If Damon plants her with this, all of that momentum is gone!
Rich Russillo: Caroline slips down Damon’s back and lands behind him! Damon turns, but Caroline catches him with a chop to the throat! Caroline runs to the ropes and springboards with another uppercut that sends Damon stumbling through the ropes to the floor!
Persephone: Damon lands on his feet beside the ring and turns around, furious as Caroline charges toward the ropes!
Thadd Blazevich: Caroline is not slowing down, dude! She sees Damon outside, and she is about to take another huge risk!
Rich Russillo: NO ESCAPE! CAROLINE DIVES THROUGH THE ROPES AND CATCHES DAMON AROUND THE HEAD, DRIVING HIM INTO THE FLOOR WITH A DDT! Damon is spiked beside the ring, and Caroline rolls onto her back after the impact!
Persephone: Caroline begins pushing herself back up as Damon remains down! Jake Smith is probably pleased behind that stupid stoic look, Jay Jerry Johnson watches Damon closely from the opposite side, and Eris Morti has not taken her eyes off Caroline!
Thadd Blazevich: This match is getting more dangerous by the minute, bro! Caroline has finally managed to keep Damon down, but she still has to get him back inside the ring and continue this fight!
Rich Russillo: Caroline is able to use the apron to help her drag Damon back up to his feet before rolling him back into the ring, and Caroline immediately starts heading up to the top rope! Caroline is smart and isn’t even going to bother going for the cover when so much time has passed! Instead she is looking to dish out even further punishment, as Damon slowly starts to stir! I think Damon is trying to get to all fours-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT THAT ATTEMPT WAS IN VAIN, AS CAROLINE JUST LANDED A WIDOW SPLASH TO THE BACK!!! CAROLINE CAUGHT DAMON WITH THE WIDOW SPLASH, AND BRO THAT HAS TO HURT!!! CAROLINE QUICKLY TURNS DAMON OVER, AND NOW THERE’S THE COVER!!!!!
ONNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TTTWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Rich Russillo: NO WAY!!! NO WAY DAMON WAS ABLE TO GET THE SHOULDER UP!!!!
Persephone: Alright, are we being serious here? That was so close to three, can’t we just count it and ring the bell?
Rich Russillo: No we can’t, because this match is still on! Caroline sits up off of Damon Lazarus, and I believe she knew the kind of match this was going to be from the start. She never has been the type to let her emotions be made too apparent, but there’s just no chance she’s thrilled knowing Damon hasn’t gone down yet. Caroline turns back towards Damon, AND SHE JUST STARTS DELIVERING VICIOUS ELBOWS TO THE FOREHEAD OF DAMON! CAROLINE WITH ELBOW AFTER ELBOW, JUST CONTINUING TO APPLY PRESSURE WHILE DAMON IS STILL DOWN!!
Thadd Blazevich: CAROLINE NOW WITH A CLOSED FIST PUNCH!! A SECOND ONE, AND DUDE, SHE MAY BE TRYING TO DRAW BLOOD!! CAROLINE IS BEING UTTERLY RELENTLESS HER BRO- BUT I THINK ALL THOSE STRIKES ARE WAKING DAMON BACK UP, AND HE’S NOT HAVING IT!! HE’S ABLE TO GET THE ARMS UP TO START TRYING TO BLOCK THE BLOWS FROM CAROLINE- BEFORE FINALLY FINDING AN OPENING TO KNOCK CAROLINE OFF OF HIM WITH A PUNCH!
Persephone: Damon shakes his head after taking more than a dozen unprotected shots to the brain. I can just see the CTE flaring up.
Rich Russillo: He pushes himself to a knee- BUT CAROLINE IS QUICK TO RUSH BACK IN WITH A DROPKICK, STAYING ON THE OFFENSIVE AS DAMON ROLLS TOWARDS THE ROPES!! Damon must still be in some serious pain after that No Escape and Widow Splash combination, so now’s the time for Caroline to keep piling on that offense!
Thadd Blazevich: Damon Lazarus uses the ropes to pull himself back to his feet, and bros, I think Caroline just found a good opportunity to strike! Damon is still leaned up against the ropes, AND NOW SHE RUNS IN!
Persephone: BUT DAMON WAS ABLE TO PUT HIS FIFTY YEARS OF EXPERIENCE TO USE, GETTING OUT OF THE WAY AND SENDING CAROLINE OUT TO THE APRON!! In one fell swoop Damon just turned this around and found an opening, AS HE PULLS CAROLINE IN FOR BLACKEST EYES!!!
Rich Russillo: NO!! IT WAS A CLOSE CALL BUT CAROLINE WAS ABLE TO PUNCH AT DAMON’S RIBS, AND PULL HER HEAD BACK BEFORE HE COULD PULL HER IN FOR THE DDT!! Caroline now with a forearm, and now with Damon backing off Caroline now has a choice to make! She’s been in a situation like this before in the match and it didn’t turn out well, BUT IT SEEMS SHE’S HEADED UP TOP ANYWAY! CAROLINE MUST HAVE A PLAN HERE AS DAMON CHARGES IN!
Thadd Blazevich: AND SHE DOES!! CAROLINE JUMPS OVER DAMON BEFORE ROLLING BACK TO HER FEET, AND NOW SHE TURNS AND RUNS BACK IN! CAROLINE JUMPS UP AT DAMON-
Persephone: BEFORE GETTING CAUGHT!!
Rich Russillo: OH NO!! CAROLINE AVOIDED REPEATING A PAST MISTAKE, BUT IT LOOKS LIKE DAMON MIGHT’VE FIGURED THAT’D HAPPEN AND INSTEAD WAITED FOR ANOTHER OPENING! CAROLINE SEEMINGLY WENT FOR A SUNSET FLIP- BUT INSTEAD SHE IS PLANTED WITH AN ALABAMA SLAM, WHICH CUTS HER MOMENTUM SHORT AFTER A SERIOUS HOT STREAK!!! Damon Lazarus just dropped Caroline into the middle of the ring, and she has to be down for the count!
Thadd Blazevich: Damon doesn’t even fo for the cover though. Instead bro just slowly walks over towards her head, BEFORE DELIVERING A VICIOUS STOMP TO IT! It looks like Damon is trying to pay Caroline back for her own viciousness, and also maybe trying to restore the pace he’s used to.
Persephone: Yeah, since the grandpa with a bad shoulder can’t wrestle too fast, we know. Damon goes towards her left arm, AND HE STOMPS DOWN ONTO IT!
Rich Russillo: Damon goes to follow up with a stomp to the left leg, AND HE GETS IT, RIGHT ONTO CAROLINE’S SHIN!! Damon now going for the right leg- BUT THIS TIME CAROLINE ROLLS A BIT TO THE SIDE- BEFORE ROLLING BACK AND KICKING DAMON IN THE BACK OF HIS LEG!!! CAROLINE WAS ABLE TO AVOID THAT STOMP AFTER SEEING THE PATTERN, AND THAT GAVE HER THE CHANCE TO STRIKE BACK!
Thadd Blazevich: Caroline tries to shake off the pain in her leg before turning over to push herself up- BUT DAMON QUICKLY GRABS HER, SENDING HER SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RING POST!!! Caroline turns and sinks into the corner, and dude, this really has been one hard hitting, back and forth match! These two are giving it their all, at this point even the three at ringside gotta be enjoying this!
Rich Russillo: Caroline uses the top rope to pull herself up- AND DAMON TRIED TO CAPITALIZE BUT CAROLINE WAS ABLE TO JUMP AND GET THE BOOT UP! Caroline pulls herself up to the middle rope as Damon stumbles, AND NOW SHE JUMPS AT HIM FOR ANOTHER DIVING HURRICANRANA ATTEMPT!!!
Thadd Blazevich: THIS ONE DOESN’T GO TO PLAN, THOUGH!! DAMON HOLDS ONTO CAROLINE AND PULLS HER UP INTO A POWERBOMB POSITION!!
Persephone: IMMEDIATELY CAROLINE STARTS DROPPING ELBOWS DOWN ONTO DAMON’S HEAD, FIGHTING AS HARD AS SHE CAN TO GET OUT OF HIS GRASP! HE MIGHT NOT HAVE A CHOICE BUT TO LET HER GO!
Rich Russillo: YOU’RE RIGHT!! DAMON IS FORCED TO PLACE HER ONTO THE TOP ROPE- BUT ONLY BEFORE HITTING CAROLINE WITH A NASTY RIGHT HAND, KNOCKING HER TO THE SIDE AND CAUSING HER TO TUMBLE DOWN ONTO THE APRON!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Jeez, that was a rough landing. These two really aren’t holding anything back, are they?
Persephone: Would you “hold back” against someone that spit mist in your face?
Thadd Blazevich: Fair enough.
Rich Russillo: Caroline is on the apron, really hurting after crashing down from the top rope. Damon Lazarus takes a moment to try and recover after everything that just happened. Damon walks over as Caroline slowly pulls herself up- AND DAMON GRABS CAROLINE, BEFORE RUNNING IN AND SENDING HER FACE FIRST INTO THE RING POST! CAROLINE FALLS OFF THE APRON AND HITS THE RINGSIDE FLOOR, AND IT SEEMS THAT ONCE AGAIN THE FIGHT MAY BE SPILLING TO THE OUTSIDE!
Thadd Blazevich: Damon takes some time and just lets the referee count. Bro is playing it smart just using the time to recover while still trying to pick apart Caroline, but that’s just how Damon is. Damon now is heading out of the ring, slowly dragging the lifeless Caroline back up as the guy seemingly has something serious in mind. Caroline is back to her feet, AND NOW HE AIMS TO SEND HER INTO THE STEEL STEPS!
Persephone: BUT CAROLINE TURNS IT AROUND, USING LITERALLY ALL HER WEIGHT TO PULL DAMON INTO THE STEEL STEPS!!
Rich Russillo: CAROLINE JUST SAVED HERSELF FROM CATASTROPHE AND IN THE PROCESS, DID SOME SERIOUS DAMAGE TO DAMON LAZARUS!!! DAMON’S HEAD IS LEANING AGAINST THE STEEL STEPS AFTER THAT COLLISION, AND CAROLINE NOTICES THIS! SHE PUSHES HERSELF BACK UP- BEFORE QUICKLY CHARGING BACK IN!
(*CRASH!*)
Thadd Blazevich: CAROLINE DELIVERS A DROPKICK TO DAMON’S HEAD, CRUSHING HIS HEAD AGAINST THE STEPS!!! DAMON IS TOTALLY OUT OF IT, AND DUDE, IF THERE WAS ANY OPPORTUNITY FOR CAROLINE TO GET HERSELF THE WIN, IT’S RIGHT HERE!!! Bros, this has been a wild ride! I think we knew a match between Caroline and Damon Lazarus would be intense both because of their history and their personalities, but I can’t say I expected all of this!
Persephone: Caroline is slowly pulling Damon up once again, although given the like over a hundred pound weight difference, I’m not surprised that’s taking forever.
Rich Russillo: Caroline manages to get Damon up, AND NOW SHE GRABS HIM AND RUNS INTO THE BARRICADE, RAMMING DAMON INTO IT! Caroline wise enough to keep tacking on damage after taking so long to get him back to his feet, AND SHE FOLLOWS UP WITH A PUNCH RIGHT TO DAMON’S JAW! Caroline takes a moment to recover after Damon’s punishment throughout the match, AND NOW SHE GOES TO SEND DAMON BACK INTO THE RING-
Thadd Blazevich: BUT WAIT A SEC, BRO!! DAMON STOPPED HERSELF GETTING THE BOOT ON THE APRON, AND NOW HE ELBOWS CAROLINE! Damon grabs Caroline as she’s dazed, AND BRO LIFTS CAROLINE BEFORE DROPPING HER ONTO THE APRON WITH A BACK SUPLEX DROP!! Damon is once again able to capitalize on a brief window of opportunity, and now the dude takes this opportunity to shove Caroline back into the ring! This really has been a crazy main event, hasn’t it!?
Persephone: Eh. Could be better, but I’m tired of asking useless people to do something good for tonight.
Rich Russillo: Damon Lazarus slides into the ring before backing into the corner. I think we all know Damon Lazarus has been waiting for the chance to get his hands on Caroline after what she did, and now’s his chance to put the exclamation mark on what has been one hell of a match! Caroline starts pushing herself to all fours, AND DAMON TAKES THIS OPPORTUNITY TO BURST OUT OF THE CORNER, GOING FOR IN ABSENTIA!!!
Thadd Blazevich: CAROLINE GETS OUT OF THE WAY!!!! SHE WAS ABLE TO BARELY AVOID THAT PUNT, AND DUDE, THAT MIGHT BE ALL THANKS TO THE SERIOUS DAMAGE THAT’S BEEN DONE TO HIM THROUGHOUT THIS ONE! Damon is clearly feeling all that wear and tear- AND CAROLINE PUSHED HERSELF UP, CATCHING HIM WITH A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION! DAMON IS ROCKED A BIT BY THAT ONE- AND NOW CAROLINE LANDS A FOREARM! ANOTHER ONE!! A THIRD NOW!!
Rich Russillo: CAROLINE KEEPS GOING, UNTIL DAMON IS FINALLY BACKED INTO THE ROPES!!!
Persephone: BUT DAMON ISN’T DONE YET UNFORTUNATELY!!! DAMON LANDS A BOOT TO BACK CAROLINE OFF OF HIM- BUT CAROLINE IS ABLE TO ROLL BACK TO HER FEET!!! CAROLINE QUICKLY RUSHES BACK IN TOWARDS DAMON-
Rich Russillo: WOAH WOAH WOAH, HOLD ON, WHAT’S THIS NOW!?!!
Thadd Blazevich: AH MAN, I GUESS IT WAS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME BEFORE THIS HAPPENED!!!!
Rich Russillo: JAY JERRY JOHNSON JUST PULLED DAMON’S LEGS OUT FROM UNDER HIM BEFORE PULLING HIM OUT OF THE RING!!! LOOK AT JAKE!!! JAY HAD SENT JAKE INTO THE BARRICADE, AND NOW HE’S GOING AFTER DAMON LAZARUS!!! I DON’T EVEN THINK WE NEED TO QUESTION WHAT THIS IS, JAY IS GETTING SOME PAYBACK AFTER LAST WEEK, BUT HE JUST INTERRUPTED THIS MATCH-
Thadd Blazevich: AND HE’S NOT THE ONLY ONE, DUDE!!! THAT ONE BRIEF MOMENT OF DISTRACTION FROM CAROLINE LET ERIS MORTI SLIDE INTO THE RING, AND SHE JUST CAUGHT CAROLINE OFF GUARD WITH A PUMP KICK!!!! WE FOUND OUT THE STIP FOR THEIR MATCH RIGHT BEFORE THIS, AND I GUESS ALL BETS ARE OFF NOW!!!!
Rich Russillo: CAROLINE GOES DOWN AND ROLLS OUT OF THE RING, AND JAY JERRY JOHNSON HAS ALREADY DRIVEN DAMON LAZARUS INTO THE BARRICADE!!! BOTH PARTICIPANTS OF THIS MATCH HAVE JUST BEEN ATTACKED, AND I DON’T THINK THE REFEREE HAS A CHOICE IN THE MATTER HERE!!!! THE REFEREE IS GONNA HAVE TO CALL FOR THE BELL, AS THIS ONE HAS GOTTEN WAY OUT OF HAND!!!
(DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: ERIS MORTI RACES OUT TO RINGSIDE, MEANWHILE JAY JERRY JOHNSON IS STILL BEATING DOWN DAMON LAZARUS!!! DAMON IS ABLE TO SHOVE JAY AWAY- AND JAKE SMITH USES THE OPPORTUNITY TO RUN IN AND CATCH JAY WITH A BIG BOOT!!! JAKE TURNS AFTER THAT, AND HE HITS DAMON WITH AN UPPERCUT!!! JAKE GRABS DAMON, AND HE GOES TO SEND HIM INTO THE RINGPOST, LIKELY TO FINISH WHAT WAS STARTED LAST WEEK!!
Thadd Blazevich: DAMON IS ABLE TO STOP HIMSELF THOUGH, AND HE CATCHES JAKE WITH A BACK ELBOW!! DAMON GOES AFTER JAKE WITH A RIGHT HAND- BUT JAKE BLOCKS IT BEFORE SENDING DAMON STUMBLING WITH A HEADBUTT-
Persephone: ONLY BEFORE GETTING SHOVED FACE FIRST INTO THE POST BY JAY!!!
Rich Russillo: JAKE STUMBLES AWAY AND DROPS TO A KNEE- AND DAMON USES THE CONFUSION TO JUMP ONTO JAY WITH A THESZ PRESS!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: ERIS MORTI MEANWHILE HAS THROWN CAROLINE INTO THE BARRICADE, AND CAROLINE HAS STUMBLED BACK TO HER FEET!! ERIS LANDS A PUNCH TO THE MIDSECTION- BUT CAROLINE RESPONDS BY GRABBING ONTO ERIS AND DRIVING ERIS INTO THE APRON!!!
Persephone: ERIS LET GO, AND CAROLINE QUICKLY GRABS ERIS AND SENDS HER FACE FIRST INTO THE POST!!! Eris stumbles off, AND CAROLINE QUICKLY GOES AFTER HER, SLAMMING HER FACE FIRST ONTO OUR TABLE!!
Rich Russillo: CAROLINE THROWS ERIS AWAY BEFORE CLEARING OFF OUR TABLE, AND JAKE MEANWHILE GRABS DAMON AND PULLS HIM BACKWARDS, SENDING THE BACK OF HIS HEAD INTO THE RINGPOST!!! JAY GETS BACK TO HIS FEET, AND JAKE GOES TO SEND JAY INTO THE CORNER OF THE BARRICADE TO THE LEFT OF THE RAMP- BUT JAY TURNS IT AROUND LAST SECOND, SENDING JAKE INTO IT INSTEAD!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: Jay takes a moment to compose himself- BUT AS SOON AS HE TURNS DAMON GOES FOR CTE!!!!
Rich Russillo: NO!!!
Thadd Blazevich: JAY HOLDS ONTO DAMON BEFORE SENDING HIM BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE!!! DAMON WAS ROCKED BY THAT ONE, AND AS SOON AS HE STUMBLES OFF JAY DROPS HIM WITH PRETTY VISITOR!!!! DAMON LAZARUS GOES DOWN, AND JAY GRABS DAMON BEFORE PULLING HIM TOWARDS THE TIMEKEEPER’S AREA, AND THROWING HIM OVER THE BARRICADE!!! DAMON JUST HIT THE CONCRETE HARD IN THE CROWD, AND NOW JAY JUST GRABS THE RING BELL IN THE TIMEKEEPER’S AREA, BEFORE SLAMMING IT DOWN ONTO THE BACK OF DAMON’S HEAD!!!
Persephone: Meanwhile Caroline finished with the table and starts dragging up Eris- BUT ERIS IS ABLE TO PICK UP ONE OF THE FALLEN MONITORS, HITTING CAROLINE IN THE HEAD WITH IT!
Rich Russillo: CAROLINE STUMBLES!! ERIS GRABS HER- AND CAROLINE IMMEDIATELY STARTS LANDING SHOTS TO THE RIBS!! CAROLINE ISN’T LETTING ERIS DO WHATEVER THE HELL SHE’S PLANNING TO- BUT ERIS STARTS LANDING SOME VICIOUS KNEES TO THE MIDSECTION!! CAROLINE IS STILL FATIGUED FROM THE MATCH AND THOSE KNEES CAUSE HER TO DOUBLE OVER- BEFORE ERIS FINALLY SLAMS CAROLINE’S HEAD INTO THE CORNER OF OUR TABLE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: ERIS KEEPS GOING WHILE JAY JERRY JOHNSON RECOVERS, AND DUDE, THIS IS JUST RELENTLESS!!
(As Eris continues to slam Caroline’s head into the corner of the table with all her might, blood slowly begins dripping down onto the ringside floor. As the slams go on, the dripping of the blood starts to speed up.)
Thadd Blazevich: ERIS JUST BASHED CAROLINE’S HEAD INTO THE CORNER OF THE TABLE SO MANY TIMES- AND AFTER FINALLY TAKING THE FIGHT OUTTA HER- SHE LIFTS CAROLINE ONTO HER SHOULDERS BEFORE POWERBOMBING HER ONTO OUR TABLE!!!
(The crowd is electric for the chaotic brawl, and as Caroline is laid out on top of the table, a large wound is finally visible spilling right from the side of her forehead, with blood pouring out of it rapidly thanks to the repeated shots into the corner of the table. Eris seemingly doesn’t appear to be finished just yet, but as Jay Jerry Johnson finally turns his attention away from Damon Lazarus…)
(***CRASH!!!!!!!!***)
Rich Russillo: JAKE SMITH JUST WENT FOR “NIGHTREIGN” TO JAY JERRY JOHNSON THROUGH THE BARRICADE!!!!
Thadd Blazevich: BUT IT DOESN’T CONNECT!!!
Rich Russillo: JAKE JUST WENT THROUGH THE BARRICADE ON HIS OWN, AS JAY JERRY JOHNSON WAS ABLE TO GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!! JAY JERRY JOHNSON IS DRAGGING JAKE SMITH BACK UP, ALL WHILE ERIS MORTI IS CLIMBING UP ONTO THE BARRICADE NEXT TO THE COMMENTARY TABLE!!!
Thadd Blazevich: JAY JERRY JOHNSON PLANTS JAKE SMITH WITH HEAVEN’S FEEL, AND-
(***CRASH!!!!***)
Thadd Blazevich: BRO!!!
Rich Russillo: AND THERE’S ERIS MORTI WITH THE METEOR ONTO CAROLINE, CAUSING THE TABLE TO BREAK!!!!
(Eris Morti rolls off of Caroline after the destruction of the table, choosing to remain on the ringside floor right next to her. As the two lie in the table rubble, laughter quietly emerges from Eris, lasting some time before it becomes almost maniacal, abruptly raising in volume. The camera pans over towards Jay Jerry Johnson after this, and he looks down at Jake Smith. He has a cold look on his face, still keeping everything that has happened recently in mind. Damon Lazarus remains laid out over the barricade, and after the ring bell fell onto the back of his head, blood could be seen spilling from there.)
Rich Russillo: WOW! This has been an explosive end to Voltage to say the least! Jay and Eris have managed to come out on top in their respective brawls, which I almost thought would never end! We know about their Bloodsport matches to come, and I must say, things are shaping up to be very exciting!
Thadd Blazevich: I gotta agree dude! Just look at all the destruction that happened tonight, bro! Caroline and Damon had a wicked main event, but that unfortunately was thrown out thanks to all the chaos!
Persephone: I’m glad about the match being called off.
Rich Russillo: Bloodsport is almost here, and there’s one thing for sure, and it’s that it’s going to be as intense as ever this year!
(Jay Jerry Johnson appears satisfied with the result of his fight, at least for now. After looking at the state of both Jake Smith and Damon Lazarus, he just starts walking off. Eris Morti is shown once more as she sits up, just continuing to stare at Caroline, closely watching the blood continue to flood out of her head, forming a crimson mask. The camera shows one more shot of Jay Jerry Johnson as he begins walking up the ramp, before finally Voltage begins to fade to black.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
