Anna C. Flowers
( EAW Intro pl- – – – – )
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( CUE DRAMATIC MUSIC. A video reel begins playing featuring some of the previously notable figures who are no longer with Elite Answers Wrestling. These individuals are holding championships, making entrances at major FPV events, and the grainy, often static-filled footage displays some of their highlights. )
( Footage stops on the appearance of former World Heavyweight Champion, Jaywalker. )
Voiceover: The greatest of all time… A man who went 365 days UNDEFEATED in Elite Answers Wrestling.
( Footage stops on the appearance of former King of Elite, Robbie V. )
Voiceover: A man who single handedly redefined what it means to be called “KING OF ELITE.”
( Footage stops on the appearance of former EAW Champion, Heart Break Gal. )
Voiceover: A woman who dominated the men’s field of competition, and solidified herself as the only DESERVING, one true Elitist of the Decade.
( Footage continues, rotating through clips of previous World Champions who walked out, upcoming stars who defected the company, and more. )
Voiceover: All of them are gone. They carried this company for years, and in one fell motion they were all driven away. And truth be told? This company should have died when they all left.
( Mark Michaels is the one who appears on the screen, wearing an all black peacoat, black shades, and staring aggressively into the camera. )
Mark Michaels: But it’s you… You fools, who kept this godforsaken place alive! You all bought in with the carbon copies of the old guard, you all tune in to watch a bunch of RUGRATS who aren’t even 1/4th as talented as the likes of those who all left! You enable EAW for what it is, and what it has truly been for a long time now… a PLAGUE.
( We see footage of a rotating planet Earth, with logos and branding of other wrestling promotions popping up from central points in various countries and continents. )
Mark Michaels voiceover: Long before an Elite Answers Wrestling existed, the international wrestling scene was truly a thing of beauty. There was parity, competition, the power was in the hands not of the corporate shilling execs, or the glad-handing sock puppets who are granted middle management positions — no! The power belonged to the ATHLETES, the WRESTLERS, the true providers of the bread and butter to this industry! And what happened?
( A shot of Ronn Banks, circa 2008, is seen with him at the New York Stock Exchange taking EAW public. )
Mark Michaels voiceover: That BASTARD CM Banks sold the soul of professional wrestling to the highest bidder! Elite Answers Wrestling took control, and ever since then an oligarchy over all of professional wrestling became housed in that shitty overpriced corporate office in Newark, New Jersey!
( Highlights of REVOLT! Pro Wrestling, as well as Pain for Pride Festival can be seen. )
Mark Michaels voiceover: A lot’s changed in the last 11 years, but when you peel back the layers nothing’s changed at all! Mr. DEDEDE may have screwed Ronn Banks into retirement, but he’s carried on the traditional well! With those two corrupt bastards controlling both ends of the narrative between REVOLT! Pro Combat and Elite Answers Wrestling, is it any wonder why some of the biggest stars of the last five years took a beeline for the door?!
( Camera returns to Mark Michaels, who is pointing at the 4th wall. )
Mark Michaels: But the biggest problem is not that smug tyrant Ronn Banks, or that fork-tongued menace Mr. DEDEDE, the problem is YOU. Yes, YOU. YOU enable Elite Answers Wrestling with your viewership, with your involvement, with your participation in this crapheap called the “EAW Universe.” Without you this company would be dead in the water, it would be buried the way it should have been buried during the ACW/EAW war ten years ago! But YOU are a direct contributor to all that stands in the way of justice, and because of that you are a mortal enemy to me.
( Michaels rips off his shades, looking intensely with his teeth clamped and his face beet red out of pure rage and emotion. )
Mark Michaels: The truth about EAW, is that EAW is a plague to this entire sport! This company deserves to pay for its sins, it must pay the price for its transgressions, and it all happens when you decide to wake up. WAKE UP, and understand, that there is a bigger and far greater world outside of the so-called “Land of Elite.” Enough of the damned kool aid already! The all-time greats have all taken their ball and left, that isn’t by accident. Don’t allow the false sense of peace confuse you, you aren’t living in peace, you are simply living underneath someone’s total control! If you refuse to take up arms and fight for yourself, I will bring the war straight to all of you, and the war begins NOW.
( END DRAMATIC MUSIC. Footage cuts off. )
( Camera opens up to the sold out WiZink Center where “Revolution” by The Score is playing over the sound system and the capacity audience are all chanting “EAW!” in response to Mark Michaels’ depressing anti-EAW vignette. )
Stew-O: The beautiful, elegant city of Madrid fully embracing us right now as 15,424 members of the EAW faithful fill the WiZink Center to absolute capacity! Exciting times are in store as we are one week away from arguably the most stacked King of Elite event in the history of EAW! Welcome everyone to FRIDAY NIGHT DYNASTY!!!
Talib Bari: Where we fight on Friday nights!
( “Gangsta” by New Years Day hits and the crowd becomes unglued while Ms. Extreme makes her entrance dressed to compete and carrying the EAW PURE Championship over her shoulder. )
( DING! DING! DING! )
( Camera opens up to the middle of the ring where Stephie Love is standing by dressed in high waisted shorts, a floral tank top and a grey cardigan and white chuck taylors with “Friday Night Fight” painted on one of them. )
Stephie Love: This opening match is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
Stephie Love: Introducing first, residing in Calabasas, California, she is the EAW PURE CHAMPIOOOONNN!!!! MSSSSSSSS EXXXXTREEEEEEEEEEEEMEEEEEEEE!!!
Talib: Exciting times indeed Stew! Not just because King of Elite is 8 days away, we also got a kickass wrap-up to what has been an amazing European tour.
( Match card appears on the screen promoting Theron vs. Jamie. )
Stew: It is going to be a strong, strong sendoff into KOE week with tonight’s Dynasty, as we host the official contract signing for the Answers World Championship mega fight taking place featuring the self-professed ‘God-Emperor’ Theron Nikolas defending his spot at the top of this brand against Jamie O’Hara!
( Match card appears on the screen advertising the King of Elite Finals. )
Talib: Not only that, for the first time ever the King of Elite Finals will be a FATAL FOUR WAY contest featuring Malcolm Jones from Showdown, Prince of Phenomenal from Voltage, Jack Ripley also representing Voltage, and Dynasty’s own, the underdog with a hell of a bite, JASON MCKORMICK!
Stew: Everybody here is certainly rooting for Jason, but just before tonight’s broadcast went on air news broke regarding another match confirmed for King of Elite!
( Match card appears on the screen advertising Monster & The Devil vs. The Black Cabal. )
Talib: No doubt Stew! An EXCLUSIVE Fight Grid report came out revealing that Dynasty General Manager, Starr Stan, has created a big time tag team match that will settle the ongoing conflict taking place between Erebus Jennings, Darkane and Monster & The Devil! It will be Darkane and Erebus, also known as “Black Cabal” teaming together to take on APOCALYPSE and Donovan Cross!
Stew: And if the stakes weren’t high enough, that match is set to be a # 1 CONTENDERS match to the EAW Unified Tag Team Championships! A huge opportunity for both sides, not only to resolve their differences brewing over the past number of weeks, but also an opportunity to ascend to higher status in the EAW Tag Team division!
( Focus returns on Ms. Extreme who is in the ring with a microphone in hand. Her music dies down, and Extreme is wearing noticeable bandages around her neck due to the attack she received last week. Despite the physical wear and tear, she is pacing around the ring looking as ready to fight as ever. )
Ms. Extreme: Before we move another goddamn muscle, let me first start off by saying, DEVAN DUBIAN YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A BITCH!
( The crowd goes bananas, egging her on. )
Ms. Extreme: YOU ARE A COWARD, Dubby, you always have been, for as long as I’ve known you! Back when I was a rookie finding my own way in this sport, you were hiding behind Starr and Hessian as the third string lackey and it is clear some things have never changed, because that’s all you do, hide behind whatever you can find to protect your ass! Randomly blindsiding people and attacking women from behind just because you can’t beat them in a fair fight isn’t going to make you a better wrestler you delusional ass crab! How about you be a man about your shit and settle your differences with someone face to face, like you actually got a pair!
As for that other Walking Dead cast extra looking clown, Bowie Gray, I’mma be all the way real with you, I don’t even know who the hell you are! I have never met you before in my life, but clearly you’re gully enough to follow in your trick daddy’s footsteps and rescue his ass, but you should have finished me off when you had the chance! Oh you know, just like I was gonna finish Devan Dubian off last week before you showed up! I’mma tell you what, tonight they have me scheduled to face Devan, but honestly??? Either of you two BITCHES can come out here right now and we can settle this! After all (holds up PURE Championship) I am the PURE Champion, so it’s only right that tonight I give somebody a pure asswhooping!
( “The Sky Is A Neighborhood” by Foo Fighters hits, and Devan Dubian walks out to the stage wearing his new “Take By Force” t-shirt. He has a microphone in hand and he saunters down to the ring slowly. )
Stephie Love: Her opponent, from Leic–
Devan Dubian: Easy, easy, easy, Stephie. Settle your bloody little kettle, Camille. I wouldn’t want you to get carried away with yourself and end up making a foolish decision based off of your feelings of the moment.
Ms. Extreme: FEELINGS? Dub this isn’t about feelings you bitch ass motherfucker, you have taken out your failures on my sister and I and you think we’re supposed to take that lying down?!
Devan: See that is the problem with you Ava’s right there, you always love to make it about yourself… (Devan ascends the steel steps and stands on the apron, leaning over the ropes.) You blithering twit, do you honestly think you or your sister are relevant to me in any form or fashion? What happened to you could have happened to anybody, you see, you are not my enemies, you are simply examples.
( Devan steps into the ring, and Ms. Extreme shows every ounce of restraint while a referee is in the ring telling her to take it easy. Devan continues to speak with a callous smirk. )
Devan: I understand that you’re new to this thing, so I’ll give you a pointer. If you spend your days taking everything everybody does to you in EAW personally you will find your stay in the Land of Elite to be quite an embattling existence. Or in my case — you’ll be a battle hardened, cold blooded killer. You know, the way I used to be. But being in a state of perpetual war is far better than the curse of complacency that I have had hovering over my head like a hex for the sum of three years now. Even despite my talent level eclipsing the majority of this roster’s, I found myself at a plateau. While the scum of the earth and the proverbial dregs of society here in EAW ascend to heights far above their worth, I found myself in a position as a spectator – watching them. That was not a choice that I voluntarily made, that was a pattern I was sucked into by design!
Ms. Extreme: And what the fuck does that have to do with me?
Devan: Are you listening to a bloody word I’m saying? IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU, CAMILLE. But the days of Devan Dubian taking his shortcomings like a “good soldier” and holding his plate out for the next serving are over. You could have let what is dead, die when I flattened your sister and put her on the shelf, but you decided to let this linger. Well Camille, I’m afraid you don’t get the privilege of deciding the terms of warfare. It is high time that one of us puts this quarrel between us to rest, and if you will not finish it, I suppose I’ll finish it; right here, right now.
( Devan drops his microphone, and Ms. Extreme continues her death glare while tossing her mic to the side. Devan rips off his t-shirt to reveal his chiseled torso, and the official speaks to both of them to confirm the upcoming match. )
Talib: The time for talk is over, Stew! Devan Dubian says he’s going to “finish it”, which definitely can’t be a sign of any good intentions considering the kind of mental state he’s been in as of late!
Stew: “Finishing” Ms. Extreme is far easier said than done Bari! This woman has been so impressive and is hellbent on making 2019 her year, so as far as far as I’m concerned — uhh where is he going?
( Devan Dubian steps back through the ropes and begins walking back up the ramp without so much as even looking back. The referee is calling after him, and Ms. Extreme looks both confused and frustrated at Dub’s lack of regard for their upcoming match. )
Talib: Yo what gives fam? Where does Dub think he’s going? There’s a match about to start!
Stew: It looks like Devan Dubian has no regard for much these days, not even this match!
Talib: What happened to “finishing it”? Did he just blow his wad early? Pause.
Stew: LOOKS LIKE MS. EXTREME IS GOING TO FIND OUT! DEVAN IS MORE THAN HALFWAY UP THE RAMP, AND CAMILLE STEPS THROUGH THE ROPES AND IS GAINING ON HIM —
( The crowd reacts out of concern as a mysterious man in a hoodie crawls out from under the ring behind Ms. Extreme, wielding a barbed wire bat and rushing up behind her. )
Talib: LOOK OUT!!! BARBED WIRE BAT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
Stew: NO! CAMILLE DUCKS UNDER IT, AND STARTS LIGHTING THIS HOODED FIGURE UP WITH PUNCHES! OH IT LOOKS LIKE IT’S BOWIE GRAY! CAMILLE KNOCKS THE BAT OUT OF HIS HANDS WITH A KICK, AND FIRES BACK WITH A ROLLING BACK ELBOW! That’s got Bowie Gray retreating to the other side of the ramp, and she charges right after him with a flurry of punches, just unloading on him with lefts and rights!
Talib: OWWWW! JAW CRACKING HEADBUTT FROM BOWIE! OH BOY THAT MIGHT HAVE STUNNED HER, CAMILLE AIN’T LOOKING TOO HOT! THAT HEADBUTT IS FOLLOWED UP BY A KNEE! AND A BIG TIME SOCCER KICK TO THE FACE! Bowie has gained an advantage while Devan Dubian looks on, and he drags Camille Ava up the ramp over to the stage, sending her crashing to the floor and rolling with a big beal, as our PURE Champion smacks right into the LED stage floors!
Stew: Bowie Gray hovers right over her, receiving coaching from Devan Dubian as he unloads with a repeated hammering of elbows to the side of the head! Bowie is now STRANGLING HER, RIPPING AT THOSE BANDAGES AROUND HER THROAT, AND CAMILLE FIRES BACK WITH PUNCHES, DELIVERING LOUD SHOTS, INCLUDING ONE RIGHT TO THE NOSE! She manages to get Bowie Gray off of her, and the referee from the ring is rushing up the ramp and trying to break up the fight, but Devan Dubian is getting in the way of the official while Bowie has Camille backed against the LED minitron and is stomping the hell out of her midsection! Now he pulls her away……. JUST TO FLING HER BY THE NAPE OF HER NECK, AND SEND HER CRASHING SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE MINITRON STAGE! Camille turns around, Bowie drapes her over his shoulder now, and RAMS HER SPINE FIRST AGAIN DIRECTLY INTO THE STAGE!!!!
( Ms. Extreme drops to the floor holding the small of her back and rolling around in agony. )
Stew: OH COME ON!!! NOW DEVAN DUBIAN JUMPING IN ON THE ACTION, STOMPING CAMILLE OUT ALONG WITH BOWIE GRAY! DELIVERING A TWO ON ONE MUGGING! AND THE SO-CALLED “SECURITY PERSONNEL” ON DYNASTY, THE DDD TASK FORCE ARE SURE AS HELL TAKING THEIR SWEET TIME TO GET HERE AREN’T THEY? ASSUMING THEY’RE EVEN ON THEIR WAY AT ALL!
Talib: Devan rips Camille across the floor by her hair and aggressively brings her back up to her feet… JUST TO FLATTEN HER WITH A BLEEDING EDGE!!!! FACE SMACKING AGAINST THE METAL FLOOR!!!
( Multiple referees and a few road agents rush out to the stage in order to prevent any further onslaught. Devan instructs Bowie to back away, and the two walk through the curtain to exit backstage while Ms. Extreme is being tended to by multiple officials. The camera eventually transitions to commercial. )
( COMMERCIAL BREAK — featuring a recap of last night’s edition of Thursday Night Empire! )
( REPLAY: Before the break, Devan Dubian assured Ms. Extreme that he would ‘finish’ the rivalry between them. With a referee in the ring, it appeared as though a match would take place, but Devan had other plans, and ultimately opted to exit the ring and take his leave. Ms. Extreme ended up taking the bait, and charged up the ramp only to be blindsided from behind by Devan’s new accomplice, Bowie Gray. Extreme gave Bowie a reasonable fight, however Bowie caught her with a dizzying headbutt and proceed to further his attack before Devan himself would jump in and turn it into a 2-on-1 mugging. Devan capitalized the melee by planting Ms. Extreme face first into the LED stage floor with a ‘Bleeding Edge’ cutter. Referees would intervene following this point, and Devan and Bowie took their leave. )
( Return to broadcast. We see Devan Dubian and Bowie Gray walking together down the dark tunnel connecting the Guerilla room/control center to the rest of the backstage area. Suddenly, Starr Stan approaches both of them with a look that expresses disappointment, rather than anger. )
Starr Stan: (to Devan) Nice to see you’re corrupting unsuspecting newcomers with your bullshit. What is this supposed to be now, your twisted iteration of “Team Starr?”
Devan Dubian: Spare me, please. No mate, this isn’t “Team Starr”, and there sure as hell is no corruption. Bowie Gray chose to indulge in my mentorship. I simply presented the opportunity. He is a man more than capable of making his own decisions.
Bowie Gray: (in a depraved tone) We sure are…
Starr: I don’t understand how you could possibly be proud of what you just did out there. Seriously, what the hell happened to you?
Devan: What happened to me??? Surely that’s a rhetorical question isn’t it? Surely you don’t actually mean that don’t you? Not after last week?
( Starr is silent. )
Devan: That’s right, when Camille came mere moments away from snapping my fucking neck, while you stood there like an imbecile and watched. That’s right. Interesting, in my time here on Dynasty I’ve certainly come to learn who and who not to trust, and you can rest assured any faith that I have ever had in you is dead and buried.
Starr: You can’t expect people to have your back when you spend your days stabbing everyone else in the back. It doesn’t work like that Devan, karma is real and she is a motherfucker. Speaking of karma, Ms. Extreme still wants revenge on you guys, and I’m giving her exactly what she wants at KING OF ELITE.
( Devan chuckles to himself. )
Starr: She even decided to put the PURE Championship on the line to sweeten the deal. But that’s her decision, not mine.
Devan: So Camille is challenging me to a match with her own championship on the line?
Starr: No. (turns to Bowie) She’s challenging you.
( Devan raises his eyebrows, and Bowie lets out a toothy smile. )
Starr: Good luck down there, kid. And I don’t just mean for the match, (points to Dub) I mean having to be associated with this asshole.
Devan: Very well then. We have much to discuss, then.
( Devan leads Bowie away, and a referee approaches Starr. )
Senior official: Excuse me Starr, I just spoke with the trainers, it looks like Camille Ava will be cleared for King of Elite.
Starr: As expected. Listen I need you guys to be standing by for the entire show, DDD’s security stooges are nowhere to be found when we actually freaking need them so I’m going to need trainers and refs to be on-call.
Senior official: You got it Starr.
Starr: Just try to stay out of DDD’s Task Force’s way. We don’t need DDD finding any reason to fire anybody.
( The official nods and walks away. Dynasty transitions back to ringside. )
(Camera opens to Stephie love in the ring as “Communion of the Cursed” by Ice Nine Kills hits and Donovan Cross comes out with Soothsayer Hamasa.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
Stephie Love: Introducing first, making his way to the ring accompanied by Soothsayer Hamasa, from Portland, Oregon, weighing in at 198 pounds… DONNNNOOOVVAAAAANN CRRRRRROOOSSSSSSSS!!!
Talib: It’s always unsettling to see Hamasa with one of her boys. Nothing good ever seems to follow. You have to wonder what they’re gonna have in store tonight.
Stew: You said it partner. They have a laundry list of destruction alongside Apocalypse. The very sight of them brings an ominous tone over the entire arena.
(“Wizard in Black” by Electric Wizard hits. Darkane makes his way from the shadows onto the stage, pausing only to give an unbreaking glare towards the ring before approaching.)
Stew: Perhaps the only man more capable of striking fear into the hearts of his opponents than Hamasa and her men! Darkane has been on a mission since returning and I have to admit I don’t think I’ve ever seen him in the form he’s being in recently.
Talib: This is just electric for the former Answers World Champion! His reputation precedes him, and rightfully so! Darkane is the kinda guy who can beat you just by lookin into your soul and reaching inside of you to tear you apart. He wants the win and he’ll stop at nothing to get it!
(Darkane makes his way down, glancing at Hamasa as he enters the ring. The referee checks both men before calling for the bell. )
Stew: Noticeably, APOCALYPSE and Erebus Jennings are absent from ringside. Dynasty General Manager Starr Stan initiated MAJOR fines in place for this match, stating that if either Elitist on either side gets involved there will be a $100,000 fine issued on them!
Talib: Our GM’s looking for a fair fight Stew. I get the sense Erebus isn’t necessarily too concerned about the money, but APOCALYPSE has shown with his loosely connected ties to Mr. DEDEDE that he is a prize fighter!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Talib Bari: We are officially underway as Darkane and Donovan Cross circle one another. I honestly don’t foresee this being some technical masterclass, but make no mistake, these two men are both seasoned competitors.
Stew-O: Darkane has the clear size and strength advantage, as the two men lock up, Darkane easily powers Cross into the corner. Darkane with those knife edge chops that are echoing throughout the building. Cross fights back with a forearm to the face, and followed up with a series of stiff right hands to the jaw of the former Answers World Champion. Cross out of the corner now, and he locks up with Darkane again. This time both men are striking one another. Cross with those punches to the gut! But Darkane is raining clubbing blows down on the back of Cross.
Talib Bari: Cross with a stiff forearm to the chest of Darkane, and that forces Darkane back against the ropes. Cross steps back, charges, and nails Darkane with a running knee! Cross latches on to Darkane and looks to drag him to the center of the ring, but the Grave Worm plants his feet and puts a stop to that. He nails Cross with a stiff right hand, and follows it up with a European uppercut. Cross is forced back into the corner and Darkane begins putting the boots to Cross. Cross is forced into a sitting position and Darkane begins driving his knee into Cross’ face. Donovan needs to get out of that corner, Stew.
Stew-O: Darkane pulls Cross up by the hair and whips him across the ring. Cross’ back slams into the opposite set of turnbuckles and Darkane rushes the corner. STINGER SPLASH!!! DARKANE GRABS CROSS!! ONE-HANDED RUNNING BULLDOG TO THE CENTER OF THE RING!! DARKANE PLANTS CROSS!! DARKANE GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHH —
Talib Bari: CROSS GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
Stew-O: DARKANE JERKS CROSS UP AND BEGINS PUNCHING HIM IN THE FACE. THOSE RIGHT HANDS ARE SOME OF THE HARDEST IN THIS BUSINESS AND CROSS HAS TO START FIRING BACK WITH THOSE FOREARMS! DARKANE IS NOT STUNNED THOUGH!!! HE KICKS CROSS IN THE GUT, CLUBS HIM IN THE BACK OF THE NECK, AND BEGINS BEATING THE TAR OUT OF HIM! DARKANE PICKS UP CROSS! BELLY TO BACK GUTBUSTER! DARKANE DOESN’T GO FOR THE COVER THOUGH! HE DROPS DOWN, DRIVES HIS ELBOW IN CROSS’ BACK, AND BEGINS WRENCHING THAT NECK BACK!
Talib Bari: Darkane is driving his elbow into the side of Cross’ head now, and he moves around, locking Cross in a front facelock. Interesting strategy here by Darkane as he continues to hold that front facelock in, while digging his elbow into the back of the neck. He finally relents, picks up Cross, and drives him back into the turnbuckles! Darkane with those shoulder thrusts, and Cross has taken the majority of the punishment to open up this match. Soothsayer Hamasa doesn’t look impressed on the outside of the ring.
Stew-O: How can you tell?
Talib Bari: Look into her eyes.
Stew-O: Absolutely not.
Talib Bari: Darkane grabs Cross from the corner and looks to whip him across the ring again, but Cross grabs onto the ropes. Darkane with a kick to Cross’ arm… BUT CROSS RAKES DARKANE ACROSS THE FACE! DARKANE STUMBLES BACK! CROSS WITH THE OPEN-HANDED PALM STRIKES! CROSS WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK!! THAT CATCHES DARKANE IN THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! CROSS SLIPS AROUND DARKANE!!! HE GRABS HIM BY THE WAIST! GERMAN SUPLEX! CROSS WITH THE BRIDGE FOR A PIN!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRR —
Stew-O: DARKANE MUSCLES HIS WAY OUT OF THE PIN ATTEMPT! CROSS GETS UP, AND SLAMS HIS FOOT INTO DARKANE’S FACE! THE FORMER CHAMP FALLS BACK AND CROSS DROPS AN ELBOW ACROSS DARKANE’S THROAT!!!
Talib Bari: Cross is reaching at his neck though. He’s still feeling some effects of Darkane’s onslaught from earlier! Cross stomps away on Darkane, before bending back down and jerking up him up. Cross with a series of chops to Darkane’s chest, followed up by a nice European uppercut. Cross chops Darkane again, and once again follows it up with an uppercut! CROSS WITH A HEADBUTT NOW! AND ANOTHER! HE SLAMS HIS HEAD INTO DARKANE’S FOR A THIRD TIME AND DARKANE FALLS BACK AGAINST THE ROPES! CROSS GRABS DARKANE AND SENDS HIM ACROSS THE RING! DARKANE’S MOMENTUM SENDS HIM FLYING BACK! CROSS CATCHES DARKANE WITH A CLOTHESLINE AND KNOCKS HIM TO THE MAT! CROSS GRABS DARKANE! “THE DAMNED”!!!! THE WHEELBARROW NECKBREAKER TAKES OUT DARKANE!!! CROSS WITH THE COVER!!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEE —
Stew-O: DARKANE GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
Talib Bari: Cross slowly gets back to his feet and he pulls Darkane up with him. Cross looks to nail Darkane with a right hand, but Darkane blocks! Darkane with a right hand of his own, but Cross blocks! Cross lets go of Darkane and the two of them take a step back and stare at one another! Cross and Darkane exchanging words now! They lock up! Both of them are jostling back and forth for position now! Darkane looks to take Cross down with a side suplex, but Cross blocks. He slips behind Darkane… tries for a German suplex! Darkane catches him with an elbow to the side of the head! Darkane grabs Cross’ arms! He reverses and wrestles Cross down to the mat! Darkane is able to get the advantage and he locks his arms around Cross’s side. Darkane deadlifts Cross up… STALLING GUTWRENCH SUPLEX! DARKANE JERKS CROSS UP!!! DOUBLE UNDERHOOK PILEDRIVER!!!!
Stew-O: NO!!!! SOOTHSAYER HAMASA JUST JUMPED ON THE APRON! DARKANE LETS GO OF “PUT TO REST” AND CROSSES OVER TO THE APRON! HAMASA DROPS DOWN BUT SHE’S SCREAMING AT DARKANE! CROSS IS GETTING HIS BEARINGS BACK! HE’S BACK UP TO HIS FEET! CROSS SNEAKS UP BEHIND DARKANE!!! DONOVAN CROSS WITH THE ROLL-UP!!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEE —
Talib Bari: DARKANE POWERS OUT!!! DARKANE IS QUICKLY BACK UP, AS IS CROSS, AND BOTH MEN START THROWING HANDS!!!! THEY ARE STRIKING THE HELL OUT OF ONE ANOTHER AND THIS MATCH HAS BROKEN DOWN INTO A FIGHT! CROSS WITH A RIGHT HAND! DARKANE WITH ONE HIS OWN! ANOTHER RIGHT FROM CROSS! DARKANE CLOCKS CROSS IN THE JAW! CROSS WITH THE CHOP TO THE CHEST! DARKANE FIRES OFF ONE AS WELL! THEY ARE EXCHANGING CHOPS NOW AND MY CHEST IS CRYING JUST SEEING THIS!!! CROSS THROWS A FOREARM!! DARKANE WITH A PALM STRIKE! CROSS WITH A KICK TO DARKANE! DARKANE WITH THAT UPPERCUT! KICK FROM CROSS! RIGHT HAND FROM DARKANE!!! ANOTHER RIGHT FROM THE GRAVE WORM! HE CATCHES CROSS SQUARE IN THE MOUTH! CROSS STUMBLES BACK! DARKANE WITH AN UPPERCUT! ANOTHER! ANOTHER! DARKANE KICKS CROSS IN THE GUT!!! KNEE TO THE FACE! DARKANE WITH AN ELBOW TO THE BACK OF CROSS’ NECK! AND ANOTHER! CROSS DROPS TO HIS KNEES! DARKANE BACKS AGAINST THE ROPES! DARKANE USES THE ROPES FOR MOMENTUM AND HE CATCHES DARKANE IN THE FACE WITH A SUPERKICK! DARKANE GRABS CROSS UP!!! “PUT TO REST”!!!!! DARKANE WITH THE COVER!!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEE —
Stew-O: HAMASA JUST PULLED THE REFEREE OUT OF THE RING! THE REFEREE IS YELLING AT SOOTHSAYER HAMASA!!!
Talib: DARKANE IS BACK TO HIS FEET AND HE’S YELLING AT THE REFEREE AND HAMASA NOW!!!! THEY’RE GOING BACK AND FORTH, AND DARKANE REACHES OVER THE ROPES AND GRABS THE REFEREE! HE’S PULLING THE REFEREE BACK INTO THE RING!!! THE REFEREE IS CHASTISING DARKANE FOR MANHANDLING HIM BUT COME ON! WE ALL KNOW DARKANE DOESN’T GIVE A CRAP!!!
Stew-O: Meanwhile!!! Cross has gotten back to his feet! Hamasa has made her way over where Cross is leaning against the ropes!!! Darkane finally stops arguing with the referee!!! Darkane turns his attention back towards Cross!! Cross pushes himself off the ropes and rushes Darkane!!! Darkane sidesteps him! Cross crashes into the referee!!! Soothsayer Hamasa climbs on the apron and Darkane goes right for her!! He grabs her by the hijab!!! HAMASA BASHES HER STAFF IN DARKANE’S TEMPLE!!!! DARKANE FALLS TO THE MAT!!!! CROSS SMELLS BLOOD!!! HE GRABS DARKANE’S FALLEN BODY!!! CROSS WITH SOME IMPRESSIVE STRENGTH AS HE LIFTS DARKANE UP IN THE RAZOR’S EDGE AND TOSSES HIM INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!!!
Talib: CROSS CALLS THAT MOVE “DIE ON THE CROSS”!!! BUT HE’S NOT DONE!!! HE KNOWS HOW TOUGH DARKANE IS!!! HE PICKS DARKANE UP AND GETS HIM IN POSITION!!! VIOLENT NIGHT!!! MK ULTRA!!! CROSS WITH THE COVER!!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
( “Communion of the Cursed” by Ice Nine Kills plays over the sound system and Donovan Cross bails out of the ring and gets his arm raised by the official. )
Stephie Love: Here is your winner, DONOVAN CROSS!!!!
( Camera transitions to the production truck located in the arena loading dock. We see the outside of the truck with EAW Elitists on the exterior design, and it transitions to the inside where five members of the ‘DDD Task Force’ are standing by talking amongst themselves while the production crew is working diligently in the background. )
Task force member 1: It’s hard to get a fucking thing done with no direction from DDD.
Task force member 2: Doesn’t matter, we don’t making a fucking move unless it’s straight from the boss.
Task force member 1: Well we don’t have a way to communicate with him since Commish got taken out by McKormick last week.
( A program director inserts himself in the conversation. )
Program director: Hey you guys? Does all this have to take place here?
Task force member 3: Is there a problem?
Program director: It’s just, the production crew is a bit on edge after what happened with Mark Michaels last week. Your presence is causing a bit of a distraction. :lupe:
Task force member 4: We were told to convene here until further notice from the chairman.
Task force member 5: Yeah besides it’s for your security. Now get back to whatever you were doing before and there won’t be any fucking problems.
( The program director turns to his assistant, says a few words and then excuses himself from the conversation. SUDDENLY — the door to the production truck can be heard swinging wide open. )
???: What’s up fuckers.
( Kevin Hunter is seen approaching the five members of the DDD Task Force, now wearing very similar all black attire with a tactical vest noticeably underneath his leather coat. He surveys the Task Force members with judgmental eyes, and they look back at him somewhat unimpressed. )
Task force member 3: Do we have a problem?
Kevin Hunter: You sure as shit had a problem before I showed up boys, luckily I took care of that. You’re looking the new leader of the DDD Task Force, ME!
( The Task Force members exchange sarcastic looks. )
Task force member 2: Yeah, OK. Look pal why don’t go you go ahead and get lost.
Kevin: Oh I’m not going anywhere.
( The other Task Force members close in on him, but Kevin holds up his official certified Task Force director badge, which floors some of the Task Force members. )
Task force member 5: Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me. Please tell me this is a fucking joke.
Kevin: Why the hell would it be a joke?
Task force member 4: Come on this can’t actually be serious. You don’t even have a quarter of our combat experience. They put YOU in charge as our leader?
Task force member 1: Look no offense man but a guy like you as our leader is simply straight up absurd. We are world class professionals, black belts, MMA specialists, hell we’ve got two former Navy seals on this squadron. Our last leader knew how to kill a man in 20 seconds with a quarter and a fucking bobby pin.
Kevin: Yeah? And where the fuck did that get him? Oh that’s right, a broken fucking neck, courtesy of Jason McKormick and a nasty fall off the ring apron. You guys may know what it’s like to swim with the sharks, but EAW is the Land of Elite. Last time I checked, sharks don’t survive on land. Wolves do though, and Kevin Hunter is the leader of the fucking pack. I’m going to help you fuckers navigate this terrain, and under my guidance this Task Force is going to be the most efficient well oiled machine on Friday Night Dynasty.
( The Task Force talk amongst themselves. )
Task force member 2: Well if that’s what the boss wants, that’ll be what the boss gets. But if you prove to be a liability, things could get really… really ugly for you.
( Kevin Hunter gulps, but keeps a cool composure. )
Kevin: You’ve got nothing to worry about.
( COMMERCIAL BREAK — Including a hype video promoting tomorrow’s edition of Showdown! On the final broadcast heading into King of Elite, two paths intersect in a colossal main event with Noah Reigner and Chris Elite, otherwise known as “Broah” joining forces against SOSA Henderson and the EAW Champion, Ahren Fournier! Also, an exclusive interview takes place with the King of Elite tournament finalists! Catch what happens tomorrow night at 8pm, 7 central, only on USA Network! )
(“All I Do Is Win” by DJ Khaled ft. Ludacris, Rick Ross, T-Pain & Snoop Dogg begins to play as Crosby Carter emerges onto the stage with Carsyn Carter following closely behind. “Gangsta’s Paradise” by Coolio then begins to play as Thadd Blazevich joins his partner on the stage as the crowd cheers them on. They then enter the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, accompanied by Carsyn Carter… CROSSBYY CARTERRR AND THADDDD BLAZEVICCCHH…. THE FLO BROS!
(‘Blood // Water’ by grandson begins to play as the crowd gives a mixed reaction. Bowie Gray emerges on the stage as Devan Dubian follows closely behind. He then makes his way to the ring.)
Stephie Love: And their opponents, introducing first, accompanied by Devan Dubian, from Salem, Massachusetts, weighing 185 pounds…. BOWWIEEEE GRAYYYYYY!
(“Young and Bitter” by Hot Tag Media begins to play as Lucas Johnson emerges to a negative reaction from the crowd. Albert Hitchman follows closely behind as they make their way towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: And his partner, accompanied by Albert Hitchman, from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing 205 pounds…. LUCASSSSS JOHNNSOONNNN!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew: This tag team match is underway. To start things off, we have Thadd Blazevich and Lucas Johnson. Thadd approaches Lucas and throws a right hand but Lucas sees it coming and blocks the punch! Lucas throws a quick jab to the jaw of Thadd while following up with a knee directly to the midsection. Thadd doubles over as Lucas now attempts to lift him up for some variation of a suplex… BUT THADD HOLDS HIS GROUND! HE BREAKS FREE OF LUCAS AND THROWS A FOREARM! IT CONNECTS AND LUCAS STUMBLES BACKWARDS! HE PULLS LUCAS INTO A POWERBOMB POSITION! HE TRIES TO LIFT HIM UP BUT LUCAS FLIPS THADD OVER WITH A COUNTER!
Talib: Thadd goes down but is quick to try to get back to his feet! He’s too a knee and here comes Lucas once more! BIG BOOT! THADD BACKS AWAY JUST IN TIME! HE NOW DROP KICKS LUCAS RIGHT IN THE SPINE SENDING HIM INTO THE CORNER CHEST FIRST! THADD NOW CHARGES LUCAS FOR A CORNER CLOTHESLINE TO THE BACK OF THE NECK! BUT LUCAS SIDE STEPS IT! THADD HITS THE TURNBUCKLES AND LUCAS COMES IN BEHIND HIM WITH A QUICK ROLL UP!
ONEEEE! TWOOOOOOOOOO!
Stew: KICK OUT! Lucas almost stole the victory right there. Thadd is quick to get up as both men meet each other face to face! Thadd grabs Lucas and tries to irish whip him… BUT LUCAS COUNTERS AND THROWS THADD INTO HIS CORNER! HE NOW HITS A RUNNING CLOTHESLINE! Lucas now opts to tag in his partner Bowie Gray! Bowie now enters the fray and steps back and executes the move Lucas just did moments ago! RUNNING CLOTHESLINE TO THE CORNERED THADD BLAZEVICH! Bowie now grabs Thadd as he is dazed and carries out a snap suplex! Thadd pulls himself up with the ropes and Bowie comes from behind to deliver a shot right to the spine!
Talib: Bowie now grabs Thadd with a waist lock seeks to pull him away from the ropes but Thadd grips them to maintain his balance! HE NOW ELBOWS BOWIE RIGHT IN THE JAW! BOWIE SPINS AROUND AS HE GRABS HIS JAW IN PAIN! THADD NOW COMES FROM BEHIND… DOUBLE KNEE BACKBREAKER! IT CONNECTS AS BOWIE FALLS AND GRABS AT HIS BACK IN PAIN! Thadd now stands over Bowie Gray and drops down for a elbow drop… AND HE REPEATS THIS PROCESS TWO MORE TIMES FOR THREE CONSECUTIVE ELBOW DROPS! Thadd now backs towards the ropes as he awaits for Bowie to get up… BUT ALBERT HITCHMAN GRABS AT HIS LEGS! No doubt he’s trying to help his clients team out… BUT HERE IS CARSYN CARTER! HE GRABS HITCHMAN FROM BEHIND AND SLAPS THE DAYLIGHT OUT OF HIM! HOLY SMOKES!
Stew: Albert Hitchman is shocked but in the ring, Thadd now turns his sights back on Bowie! He grabs him and leads him to his corner! He smashes his face into the top turnbuckle as he tags in Crosby Carter who enters this match for the first time! Crosby now grabs Bowie Gray from behind and connects with a german suplex! He now makes a quick pin attempt!
ONEEE! TWOOOOOOOO!
Stew: BOWIE GRAY KICKS OUT! Crosby now picks up Bowie as he brings him to his feet! He delivers several rights and lefts as Bowie is reeling… SPINNING BACK ELBOW! IT CONNECTS AND ROCKS BOWIE GRAY! CROSBY NOW FIRES AWAY WITH THE SUPER KICK… AND BOWIE DUCKS IN THE NICK OF TIME! CROSBY SPINS AROUND AND BOWIE CATCHES HIM WITH THE HEADSCISSORS TAKEDOWN! Bowie now climbs to the top rope as Crosby gets to his feet… DIVING CROSSBODY! IT CONNECTS AND CARTER GOES DOWN AGAIN!
Talib: Bowie Gray wastes no time… MOMENT OF SILENCE! He instantly attempts to apply The Regal Stretch submission but Crosby is desperate to avoid that from happening! He manages to get to his knees and pushes Bowie away! BOWIE COMES BACK AT HIM… BUT IS MET WITH A BICYCLE KICK! HE GOES DOWN! HE NOW JUMPS AND COMES DOWN FOR A JUMPING KNEE DROP! HE NOW COVERS BOWIE!
ONEEE! TWOOOOOOOO!
Stew: ANOTHER KICK OUT! Bowie Gray remains capable of proceeding… CARTER ON THE OTHER HAND COMES AT THE GROUNDED GRAY… RUNNING SENTON! NO GOOD! Bowie gets up and out of the way! Crosby gets up to recover and Bowie is there with a kick to his midsection! FISHERMAN SUPLEX! IT CONNECTS! NOW BOWIE GRAY TAGS IN LUCAS JOHNSON! CROSBY IS GETTING UP… AND LUCAS NAILS HIM WITH A SHINING WIZARD! LUCAS NOW PULLS UP CARTER… GERMAN SUPLEX! BUT CROSBY COUNTERS WITH SEVERAL ELBOWS! DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER! HE CATCHES LUCAS WITH IT!
Talib: HE NOW GRABS LUCAS BEFORE HE FALLS! FLOBRO SLAM! HE GOES FOR THAT HIGH ANGLE OLYMPIC SLAM! BUT LUCAS HOLDS HIS GROUND AND BREAKS FREE OF CROSBY… HE GETS BEHIND HIM AND EXECUTES THE SKULL CRUSHING FINALE! HE NOW PICKS UP CROSBY ONCE MORE FOR ANOTHER SKULL CRUSHING FINALE! BUT CROSBY ELBOWS LUCAS RIGHT IN THE JAW! HURRICANRANA! HE HITS IT AND TURNS IT INTO A PIN ATTEMPT!
ONEEEE! TWOOOOO! THREEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
( “All I Do Is Win” by DJ Khaled ft. Ludacris, Rick Ross, T-Pain & Snoop Dogg begins to play as Crosby Carter slides to the outside of the ring and celebrates with Thadd Blazevich and Carsyn Carter. Albert Hitchman quickly enters the ring to check on Lucas who is furious he kicked out a moment too late.)
Stephie Love: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS…. THADD BLAZEVICH AND CROSBY CARTER… THE FLO BROS!
Stew: What a back and forth match! Lucas was about to hit a second consecutive Skull Crushing Finale but Crosby counters and managed to get the pin after hitting a hurricanrana and turning it into one. Lucas and Bowie showed up here tonight and almost pulled off the win, but it’s the Flo Bros who emerge victorious!
Talib: Lucas isn’t happy as he talks to Albert Hitchman in the ring! THERE’S HADES! HADES THE HELLRAISER IS HERE AND HE COMES RUNNING DOWN THE RAMP! HE SLIDES DOWN THE RAMP! LUCAS JUMPS UP INSTANTLY AS HE THROWS A PUNCH BUT HADES CATCHES UP WITH A HUGE UPPERCUT! HE UNLOADS WITH A FLURRY OF RIGHTS AND LEFTS ON LUCAS! ANOTHER UPPERCUT! LUCAS IS REELING AS HADES IS FURIOUS WITH THIS MAN! HE NOW GRABS HIM BY THE THROAT!
Stew: LUCAS IS ABOUT TO GO FOR A RIDE! WAIT! ALBERT HITCHMAN COMES FROM BEHIND… WITH THE URN! HE DRIVES IT INTO THE BACK OF HADES SKULL! HADES LOSES HIS GRIP ON LUCAS JOHNSON… RKO! LUCAS USES THAT OPENING TO HIS AN RKO ON HADES! LUCAS NOW PICKS UP HADES… SKULL CRUSHING FINALE!
Talib: Albert Hitchman just saved his client by interfering into that situation with that urn! He now hands that urn to Lucas Johnson who… takes the top off! He now stands over Hades who is down in the ring with a smirk on his face… NO WAY! HE BEGINS TO DUMP THE CONTENTS OF THE URN ON HADES! THAT’S THE ASHES OF HIS DEAD PARENTS!
Stew: HE DUMPS THE ASHES ALL OVER HADES! LUCAS KNOWS IT’S THE ASHES OF HADES PARENTS! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! WHAT AN ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTING DISPLAY BY LUCAS JOHNSON! He just dumped those ashes all over Hades and he does it with a smile on his face.
( Lucas Johnson celebrates holding up the empty urn while Hades writhes in pain. The audience boos him to kingdom come and the broadcast eventually transitions to commercial. )
( COMMERCIAL BREAK — including an advertisement for this Sunday’s edition of Voltage! Emanating from the beautiful coastal city of Lisbon, Portugal, a BLOCKBUSTER 6 person tag team main event takes place featuring Rex McAllister and MarrKade taking on the # 1 contender to the World Heavyweight Champion, Impact, and the Grand Prix winners, the Jaded Hearts! Find out what transpires in this Earth shattering match up as Voltage takes place LIVE at 8pm, 7 central! Only on TNT. )
( Dynasty returns backstage, where Michael Belfort is standing next to a sweaty Malik Kennedy with the weight room serving as the backdrop. )
Michael Belfort: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, Michael Belfort here standing by with one of Friday Night Dynasty’s newest faces, Malik Kennedy! Malik, you’ve made it no secret that your first couple of weeks have been difficult as you have experienced less-than-fortunate results in both of your matches. We understand Dynasty General Manager Starr Stan has been scouting an opponent for you, someone who will force you to either ‘sink or swim’, but it appears Malik as though you have an idea on who you would like to compete against?
Malik Kennedy: Well allow me to clarify, I really don’t give a damn who they put me up against at the end of the day, because truth be told it shouldn’t even matter. An EAW Elitist should never have to worry about the “level” of competition, he or she should be prepared to go out there and take on whoever the hell’s name is listed on the match card, and immediately come up with a strategy. The reason why I’ve struggled with success is because, quite honestly, I haven’t applied myself enough. That’s on me, that’s my burden to bear. I’ve been busting my ass for weeks training, honing strategy, bettering my body, improving both my strength and conditioning. I’m doing everything in my power to make sure that there are no excuses physically or mentally.
Now I’ll be honest, as much as I’m chomping at the bit to get back in the ring and take on whoever Starr gives me, there’s a certain guy who goes by the name of Mark Michaels who’s stirring up dust around here, and he appears to be under the impression that people like me should just sit down, shut up and listen to whatever he has to say no matter how degrading his words are. Then he goes on this anti-EAW tirade, trying to tear down this company and everything it stands for, just because Starr Stan wouldn’t cater to all of his demands.
Listen Mark, maybe your so-called ‘longevity’ has made you disillusioned, but if it really takes a rookie like myself to tell you that you have an entitlement issue, that says a whole lot about you pal. This company has changed for the better over the last year, and the worst part about people like you is that while the rest of the world is trying to move on, there’s always scumbags like you who come out of the woodwork and try to stoke division through rehashing the problems of the past. You know what your problem is Mark? You’re STUCK in the past! And you can’t stand seeing somebody like me because you know that I’m the future. So how about instead of all of this garbage about how “EAW should die”, you put your money where your mouth is and you prove why anybody should still give a damn what Mark Michaels has to say in 2019, and you meet me in that ring out there man to man. I’ll be waiting on a response Mark, but don’t expect me to wait for too long, because my days of waiting around for an opportunity are finished. I’m no longer waiting for opportunities people, I’m taking them.
( Malik Kennedy walks off, leaving behind an impressed Michael Belfort. )
( TRANSITION — we open up to the ring where ‘Psyched Out’ by The Supersuckers is playing over the sound system and the ring has been transformed into the set of the Ryan Wilson show, containing a late night host-style desk in which Ryan Wilson is sitting on, cross-legged with a cheeky smile on his face. In the ring the participants of the New Breed Championship Fatal 4 Way bout are seated. Particularly, the FloBros are seated on the loveseat still stoked about their victory while Carsyn Carter is smushed in between them, Visual Propet is sitting in his own lavish comfy recliner, Damon Diesel is seated in a director’s chair, and Raven Roberts has to stand holding her EAW New Breed Championship over her shoulder. Wilson’s music soon fades down. )
Ryan Wilson: Howdy ho, and no Raven I’m not talking about you, WELCOME EVERYBODY TO A SUPER SPECTACULAR SPANIARD (get it cuz we’re in Spain) EDITION OF… THE RYAN WILSON SHOW! Starring your host with the most, yours truly, Ryan Wilson!
( Wilson hops up off his desk, and the crowd pops while the FloBros gives him an ovation and the other New Breed competitors roll their eyes. )
Ryan: A lot on the docket tonight, there’s not a lot of time to waste so I’m not going to waste any of you good people’s time, let’s get right to the program! A very special program that I have in line for you this evening, because I am joined by foooour — eh, three FABULOUS human beings who are looking to walk out of the First National Bank Stadium in Johannesburg, South Africa as the EAW New Breed Champion! Oh, and Raven Roberts is here too, I guess.
( Wilson hops over his desk and makes himself comfortable in his chair. )
Ryan: If you aren’t familiar with these participants by now, allow me to formally introduce you to each of these talented studs I’m so pleased to share the ring with! First —
Raven Roberts: Okay hold on a second, what the fuck is this? I don’t even get a chair to sit in? I’m the New Breed Champion for crying out loud! What kind of bullshit show are you running?
Ryan: Sorry hunny but we were out of seats. Ryan Wilson Show follows a very strict budget, I’m afraid.
Visual Prophet: Ravie, Ravie, Ravie. You’ll always have a seat right here on The Icon’s lap. All you have to do is simply… say my name.
Ryan: I’ll say your name good sir! Introducing my first guest on this show, representing Voltage in the New Breed Championship Fatal 4 Way match, one of my personal favorite new Elitists to arrive in quite some time, THE VISUAL PROPHET!!!
( Visual Prophet nods his head while the crowd gives him a big ovation. )
Ryan: The next challenger comes by way of Showdown, he is a man who has earned his championship opportunity quite a bit of time ago and is finally receiving it on one of the biggest stages of the year, please welcome DAMON DIESEL!!!!
( Damon Diesel receives a mixed reaction. )
Ryan: Andddd from Dynasty…. uhhhh… yeah, maybe now’s a good time to sort this out. Which one of you guys are going to be competing at King of Elite for the New Breed Title again?
Thadd Blazevich: Broooooo!
Crowd: BROOOOOO!
Thadd: Isn’t the answer obvious by now?
Ryan: Not exactly.
Thadd: The Cros’ that removes the Bras has clearly earned the New Breed title shot! Especially after the way he handed Lucas Johnson his own ass earlier! (to Crosby) You carried our tag team match earlier dude, you were nasty out here! As far as I’m concerned that spot in this match, and that title is already yours!
Crosby: You know what Thadd? You win this one my friend, I will be happy to compete at King of Elite in your honor and bring that New Breed Championship home.
Ryan: Well looks like we have our answer! Representing Dynasty will be none other than the hardcore savant, the feared, the reputable, CROSBY CARTER!
( Crowd cheers. )
Ryan: It’s a pleasure to have you all on the show, I wanted to pick each of your brains tonight as we are just one week away from one of the biggest events of the entire year! It is a long loooong flight to Johannesburg and I’m sure each of you will use that time wisely and get some additional game plan and strategy in, but I remember in my earliest days as a pro wrestler a very wise man once told me “a match is often decided the moment it is made, because the true winner is already a winner in their own minds.”
Raven: Who the fuck told you that load of crap?
Ryan: Strangely enough his name escapes me. Come to think of it it might have been one of the janitors at the armory I wrestled at back in the indys. Nevertheless, the point still stands, I believe just by talking to you all today I’ll be able to make an accurate prediction on who comes out of FNB Stadium the New Breed Champion. So Damon let’s start with you! After all, you were the first guy out of everybody to quality for a NB Title opportunity, yet you’ve had to wait hella long to even get your opportunity in the first place. Then when you DO get it, it’s in a clusterfuck Fatal 4 Way that significantly lowers your chances of winning!
Damon Diesel: Tell me about it, it’s bullshit isn’t it?
Ryan: Sure smells like it!
Raven: Are you kidding me? You of all people are complaining? You have been in the New Breed Title scene since Pain for Pride season LAST YEAR, more than half a season ago, and what the hell have you amounted to since then? Oh exactly. If you’re feeling slighted just off of a damned title shot not going your way, how the hell do you think I should feel? I don’t even have to be pinned to lose my championship! One of those stoner weirdos could end up getting pinned by Visual-
( Visual Prophet raises his eyebrows, as Raven is about to say his name. )
Raven: By that guy……… and my legendary New Breed Title reign comes to an end, just like that!
Ryan: You know what Raven that’s cool and I’ll let you have the floor in a second, but I’d like to get Damon’s thoughts first pleaseandthankyou.
Damon: Well you know what I’ve come to expect being held back in Elite Answers Wrestling. Obstacles are as ingrained in this company as they are in life, and Raven, you pompous asshole, yes I KNOW I was in the New Breed title match at Pain for Pride, thanks for the reminder. I remember where you were at Pain for Pride as well….. oh that’s right, you were made the Jaded Heart’s bitch in your first match, and then became fodder in the CITV briefcase match three days later! The ONLY reason you are where you are now is because you’ve gotten three times as many opportunities in this company as I have, but you know what? That’s fine, that’s fine and good, because at FNB Stadium I have one opportunity to make it right, and since I know for a fact that I am the best wrestler in this ring, just one opportunity is all I need.
Ryan: Bold words! I like em! Not a big fan about the “best wrestler” part, I mean after all I’m in here, but I certainly admire your tenacity! Speaking of tenacious — Crosby Carter! You are 2-0 in EAW, you are one half of the FloBros, and after having a full blown match just moments ago you’re out here calm as a hindu cow! So let me ask you Crosby, and I mean this in as non condescending of a way as possible, but… why should anybody be convinced that you have a snowflake’s chance on Mount Vesuvius considering your inexperience and lack of credentials?
Carsyn Carter: Ummm, that was very condescending, actually.
Crosby Carter: It sure was, but that’s fine I understand the point of the question. There are plenty of people who think like you Ryan, and I don’t do what I do to validate my critics, I compete to shut their mouths.
Raven: I can’t believe I’m actually saying this but I agree with Wilson. I don’t give a shit about whatever trashy deathmatch federation you came from, and pleeeease don’t think I’m supposed to be impressed because you knocked off Lucas Johnson. I would have ripped Lucas’ head off in less than 2 minutes. Damon Diesel wants to call me fodder, but I can’t think of any more fodder than you in this match.
Crosby: You know what Roberts? That’s rich considering how much of a paper tiger you actually are. Isn’t it amazing how infallible we are when we’re holding a title that we’re 8 days away from losing, and know it in the back of our heads? Listen sister, I could take you, Thadd could take you, my wife could DEFINITELY take you. You’ve been the weak link your whole career, in the Crowe’s, and most definitely in this title match. You want to know what I’ve been through my whole career?
( Crosby shows off the slight scars on his elbow, then shows off his stitched up calf. )
Crosby: I’ve been racking up battle scars like medals of honor. You want an idea of what makes me tick? It’s the fact that I operate with no fear whatsoever. You can’t say the same, Damon can’t say the same, and even VP can’t say that either. Hell I can sense the fear coming from you the most Raven, because you have the most to lose, and you stake your ballooned up pride and sense of self worth on being New Breed Champion. That’s something that can be taken away from you, so your priorities are already fucked. You wanna know where I get my self worth? Knowing that I’ll leave it all out there every single night, because it’s not something that can be stripped away from me, it’s a part of me. So that sweet ass New Breed Championship is gonna be not a part of who I am, but just a part of my collection.
( Crosby sits back and the audience applauses for him. )
Raven: What a fucking joke.
Ryan: Well last but oh most certainly not least, let’s hear from Voltage’s own, VISUAL PROPHET!
Raven: Please, let’s not. At least my other two challenges earned their title opportunities, what the hell did this guy do to deserve being put into title contention other than breathe?
Visual Prophet: Ravie, I’d ask you to take several seats, but they didn’t even bring you a chair.
Ryan: Ignore her Vizzy, she’s clearly on the rag if that wasn’t already apparent.
Raven: Oh please. The only person who was left bloody was you when I beat your ass at Operation: Doomsday and humiliated you, Ryan. That’s why you’re not even in line for a shot at my title, so why don’t you keep your mouth shut and let actual important people get a word in?
Ryan: You know Raven I’d love to exchange barbs with you but you’re 8 days from losing your New Breed Title, meaning you’re 8 days from losing just about all of your value. I won’t even waste my breath on you, especially when I get the chance to talk to… arguably.. the NEXT EAW New Breed Champion, Visual Prophet!
Visual Prophet: Say it one more time, louder for the people in the back!
Ryan: The NEXT EW New Breed Champion, VISUAL PROPHET!
( VP seeps it in. )
Damon: Not if I have anything to say about it.
Visual: Well you don’t, actually, considering you’ve been here a year and haven’t done shit. I have had an award winning, critically acclaimed career not even 90 days into this bitch. Raven Roberts may refuse to say my name but she sure as hell knows my story, everyone does, because I’m who everybody comes to see. I have more charisma and talent in my one pinky finger than everyone else in this ring has in their entire vessels – no offense to you, Ryan.
Ryan: None taken!
Raven: That’s nice to hear, now Ryan are you going to ask me a question or are we going to delegate the rest of the time over to the sideshow acts?
Ryan: (checks watch) Uhh, actually, we’re running short on time so I think we’ll have to nix your portion of this segment. Now Visual I have it on good authority that you are actually the betting odds favorite to come away with the New Breed Title. How does it feel to have so much momentum behind you and essentially have the wind in your sails?
Visual: I’ve come to expect the public to rally around me, after all I am their Icon as well as their fearless leader. If you have chips to cash you might as well cash em on me. Raven Roberts has thrived off of preying on the weak and she has never faced a challenge quite as imposing as I. Crosby Carter is an impressive fellow, but he’s too rough around the edges, he doesn’t have the “final polish” that it takes to carry around a championship such as the New Breed Championship with true class. And Damon Diesel has spent the last 10 months of his career letting people down, it isn’t really a secret nor a surprise that he’s going to let people down again next Saturday.
Damon: You know what dickhead, if you’re going to keep taking shots at me I just assume you have some sort of beef or vendetta against me, so let’s stop with the bickering like hens and why don’t you actually do something about it.
( Damon stands up from his chair so quickly that it falls over. He slowly walks over to Visual Prophet, and Visual Prophet stands up, removes his three-lens glasses, and the two exchange heated words. )
( CROWD BOOS. )
( The DDD Task Force, led by Kevin Hunter walks down the ramp and enters the ring to separate Visual Prophet and Damon Diesel. The Task Force instructs the other New Breed Championship match participants to exit the ring, and Ryan Wilson stands up while Kevin Hunter stands across from him with a shit-eating grin and picks up a microphone. )
Kevin Hunter: The Ryan Wilson Show is officially over.
Ryan: What the hell do you think you’re doing you son of a bi–
( Two members of the DDD Task Force physically restrain Ryan Wilson, causing a struggle and a commotion. They have him firmly held and they drag him over his own desk. )
Talib: KEVIN HUNTER GRABS A BLUDGEON FROM ONE OF THE ARMED TASK FORCE MEMBERS, AND HE BEGINS BEATING RYAN REPEATEDLY OVER THE TORSO WITH THAT BILLY CLUB!
Stew: THIS IS JUST BECOMING OUTRAGEOUS! HE DIDN’T EVEN DO ANYTHING WRONG! THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE OUR SECURITY?
Talib: HOLD THAT THOUGHT, STEW! LOOK WHO’S CHARGING DOWN THE RAMP! SHAKER JONES! JASON MCKORMICK! THE REST OF THE SCORE RUSHING RIGHT INTO THE RING, AND THEY START LETTING OFF ON THE TASK FORCE! BUT IT’S STILL TWO TASK FORCE MEMBERS FOR EACH MEMBER OF THE SCORE! Wilson fires off punches right and left! Jones has a task force member backed into the turnbuckle and is unloading! McKormick is being double teamed, but has a task force member leaned against the ropes while just wailing on him with ferocious blows!
Stew: KEVIN HUNTER WITH A SHOT ACROSS THE HAMSTRING OF SHAKER JONES WITH THAT BILLY CLUB! Now Task Force Member 5 delivers a JUMPING KNEE to the temple! Member 4 brings Shaker to the ground with a ferocious tackle! And Jones is being dogpiled by three DDD Task Force members! McKormick knocks back Member 1 with a headbutt! AND FOLLOWS UP WITH A SUPERKICK!!!! EXTRAORDINARY SHOT BY THE DYNASTY REPRESENTATIVE OF THE KING OF ELITE FINALS! MCKORMICK RUSHES AT THE 3 ON 1 ONSLAUGHT, TURNS TASK FORCE MEMBER 5 AROUND, BANG!!! SUPERKICK!!! NOW HE GOES FOR KEVIN HUNTER!!! BANG!!! A THIRD SUPERKICK!!!
Talib: NOBODY HOME! HUNTER DUCKS, AND MCKORMICK GETS BLASTED ACROSS THE HEAD WITH A PAIR OF HANDCUFFS, COURTESY OF TASK FORCE MEMBER 4! Ryan Wilson meanwhile has overwhelmed Task Force Member 2 in that hockey style exchange of fists, and he slings him through the ropes to the outside! Wilson charges at Task Force Member 4 and BRINGS HIM DOWN WITH A LOU THESZ PRESS! BUT FROM OUT OF NOWHERE KEVIN HUNTER DELIVERS A SHINING WIZARD TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD OF WILSON! NOW HUNTER DRAGS WILSON OFF OF MEMBER 4, AND APPLIES THE CALF KILLER!!! WILSON SCREAMING OUT IN PAIN FROM THAT DEVASTATING SUBMISSION, AND TASK FORCE MEMBER 3 BEGINS SPIKING HIM OVER AND OVER AGAIN ACROSS THE HEAD WITH THE BILLY CLUB!
Stew: SHAKER JONES LIMPS ACROSS THE RING, AND DEMOLISHES TASK FORCE MEMBER 3 WITH A MASSIVE LARIAT! NOW HE CHARGES FOR TASK FORCE MEMBER 4 WHO IS RECOVERING AT THE CORNER, LOOKING FOR A BODY SPLASH IN THE CORNER! GOT IT! NOW HE TAKES MEMBER 4 OUT OF THE CORNER WITH A BULLDOG — BUT KEVIN HUNTER COUNTERS WITH A LOW BLOW SHOT TO THE GROIN, USING THE BILLY CLUB!!!
( Shaker Jones collapses to the floor holding his groin, and the DDD Task Force recuperates enough to stomp out all three members of The Score until they all have nothing left. )
Stew: And Hunter FINALLY calling down the troops! This is just sickening! When have you EVER seen a so-called security detail go out of their way to inflict damage on the people they’re supposed to be protecting?!
Talib: No kidding, it’s like we never left America! Just remember, as much of a dirtbag as Kevin Hunter is, he is only carrying out the commands from the EAW Chairman! The Score may have thought they won the war by removing Jack Ripley from The 1%, but I think they’re now finally starting to understand what they truly got themselves into.
( The crowd boos enormously as Kevin Hunter leads the DDD Task Force out of the ring. They all walk up the ramp with smug looks on their face, feeling justified in what they did, and the broadcast eventually fades to commercial. )
( COMMERCIAL BREAK — including an advertisement for EAW King of Elite! The quad-branded spectacle taking place LIVE from Johannesburg, South Africa! Witness the Answers World Champion and self professed “God Emperor”, Theron Nikolas defend his championship against the returning Ace of Elite Answers Wrestling, Jamie O’Hara in what will go down as a career defining match for both Elitists! It takes place Saturday, February 2nd, only on the EAW Network! )
( We get footage of the beautiful scenery from Madrid, Spain, showing off many of the cultural and geographical landmarks all over the capital city. We see advertisements for Friday Night Dynasty, and get a look at the outside of the arena where Dynasty is presented as “sold out” on the electronic billboard. It then transitions back to the ring where Stephie Love is in the middle of the ring, ready to call the main event match. )
Stephie Love: The following contest is our MAIN EVENT MATCH OF THE EVENING, and it is scheduled for one fall!
( “Indestructible” by Disturbed begins to ring out.)
Stephie: Introducing first, from Parts Unknown, weighing in at 240 pounds, THE FORTHCOMING OF DARKNESS… EREBUS JJJJJEEEEEEENNNNNNNNIIIIINNNNNGGGGGSSSSS!
( The fans are brought to a frenzy as Erebus steps on stage with his trusty baseball bat in hand. )
Stew: It was a sight last week to see when Erebus Jennings came to the aid of Darkane, and Jamie O’Hara, and repelled the Monster Apocalypse’s in that wild brawl that closed the show.
Talib: yeah well tonight might be a sight to behold because if Apocalypse has his way tonight, there won’t be enough Erebus To make it to King Of Elite. I mean Apocalypse has spent the last seven days in a foul mood, fouler than usual, and you better believe he is gonna wanna rip Jennings limb from limb!
Stew: I know, but judging from the look in his eyes, Erebus does not fear Apocalypse. He is ready to stand toe to toe with that behemoth and fight with everything he’s got!
( Erebus enters the ring. Stoically he watches the entrance way. Soon enough “Sound Of Silence” by Necroblaspheme begins to play. )
Stephie: and his opponent, being accompanied by Soothsayer Hamasa, from Louisiana State Penitentiary, weighing in at 375 pounds, AAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPOOOOOOCCCCCCAAAAAALLLLLLYYYYYYYYPPPPPPPPPSSSSSEEEEEE!!!!
( the crowd jeers loudly as Apocalypse follows Soothsayer Hamasa down the ramp. )
Stew: Man, this guy never fails to leave me awestruck every time I see him. His sheer size is something out of folklore, the havoc and destruction this man leaves in his trail is akin to something out of the Old Testament! Ladies and gentlemen if you have never seen Apocalypse first hand… well words could not describe him! He is like a natural force, like a hurricane or an Earthquake!
Talib: Yeah because anyone of anything in his path is getting wrecked! He is incredibly strong and lighting quick for a man of his size! You talked about Erebus Jennings having no fear, let’s see how fearless he is as this match goes on!
( Apocalypse step up, first on to the apron, then over the top rope into the ring. A moment passes before the referee calls for the bell.)
( DING! DING! DING! )
( Jennings and Apocalypse stand toe to toe. The height difference between the two is plain for all to see as Erebus stands face to chest with Apocalypse.)
Stew: The tension so thick in the air you can cut it with a knife! Apocalypse staring daggers at Jennings! Erebus not backing down! A psych out game here, who’s gonna make the first move?! APOCALYPSE SWINGS WITH A RIGHT HOOK!!! EREBUS DUCKS UNDERNEATH AND BEGINS LIGHTING UP THE MONSTER WITH RIGHT HANDS AND KNIFE EDGE CHOPS!!
Talib: Jennings striking relentlessly! Punch! Chop! Punch! Chop! Punch! Chop! Apocalypse taking a half step back! Jennings not letting up! Jennings lands another right! OH AND APOCALYPSE ANSWERS WITH A KNEE LIFT TO THE GUT THAT ACTUALLY LIFTS EREBUS OFF THE CANVAS!!!
Stew: Erebus on all fours trying to pick himself up! Apocalypse standing over him, and comes down with a club to the back! That one laying Erebus out face flat on the mat!
( Apocalypse looks over to Soothsayer Hamasa, who gestures to crush his opponent. )
Stew: Apocalypse looking down at Jennings in disdain, AND NOW HE THAT MONSTER OF A MAN LITERALLY WALKING OVER EREBUS JENNINGS!! Nearly 400 POUNDS CRUSHING THE BACK AND SPINE OF EREBUS!
Talib: I almost don’t believe my eyes, but I think Apocalypse is grinning as Erebus screams in agony! I never thought I’d see anything ever make that man happy, but that it’s the pain and suffering that does shouldn’t have been a surprise to me I guess!
Stew: That Giant not done even as Jennings clutches at his back! Apocalypse taking hold of Erebus by his legs, AND LOOK AT THE STRENGTH AS HE HURLS HIM ACROSS THE RING WITH A BIG SWING!
Talib: Erebus fighting to get back up, you know everything Apocalypse does is done with such force he makes you tap into your reserves early!
Stew: Oh there’s plenty of fight left in Erebus as he gets back to his feet, Apocalypse closing in, but Jennings meets him with a kick to the gut! Jennings with an elbow strike that catches Apocalypse on the jaw! But Apocalypse with a huge headbutt sends Erebus back up against the ropes! Apocalypse measuring his shot… OH AND HE LANDS A CHOP TO THE CHEST THAT ECHOES THROUGHOUT THIS WHOLE ARENA! THAT SOUNDED LIKE A GUNSHOT AND JUDGING BY THE LOOK OF PAIN ON EREBUS’ FACE IT SURE FEELS LIKE ONE! Apocalypse now with an Irish Whip, Jennings back off the rebound, AND EREBUS WITH A LEAPING CLOTHESLINE! That one makes knocks the big man back, but he’s still on his feet! Erebus hits the ropes again, and lands a running elbow strike! Apocalypse wobbly but still standing! Erebus once again coming off the ropes, Apocalypse with a clothesline! Erebus ducks it! Jennings off the far side ropes! AND APOCALYPSE WITH A DEVASTATING BACK BREAKER!
Talib: I tell you I felt it in my back when Jennings came down across the knee was of Apocalypse, and now look how Apocalypse is stretching him out like a bow! He’s got his hand right under Erebus chin just bending the spine right in an unnatural way!
Stew: And that witch Hamasa nodding in approval as Apocalypse using all his might to apply more pressure! C’MON YOU’RE GONNA BREAK HIS BACK!
(Erebus in agony as the referee asks if he want to give up…)
Stew: EREBUS NOT GIVING IN! LOOK AT THE FIGHT AS HE TRIES TO BREAK FREE FROM THE GRIP OF THE MONSTER!! Apocalypse holding on as tight as he can… AND EREBUS WITH A KICK TO THE SKULL!!! ANOTHER!!! A THIRD AND HE BREAKS FREE!!!!
Talib: Erebus with some impressive dexterity and a bit of desperation with those kicks to the temple! Apocalypse looking a little loopy as he gets back to a knee, Erebus waiting and takes him back down with the swinging neckbreaker! Jennings wasting no time and covers Apocalypse trying to end it early!
Ref: OOOONNNNNEEEEE!
Talib: Whoa! Apocalypse sending Erebus flying from that kickout!! Both men reaching their feet, Jennings just a tad quicker setting up for the inverted atomic drop… BUT HIS BACK GIVING OUT AS HE COLLAPSES!! THE WEIGHT SIMPLY TOO MUCH FOR EREBUS TO GET UP OFF THE MAT FOR THAT ONE!
Stew: And Apocalypse like a shark that smells blood now with the forearm blows to the back! Erebus in trouble as he reaches for the ropes to try and get back up, Erebus Against the middle ropes, AND NOW APOCALYPSE COMING DOWN WITH ALL HIS WEIGHT EFFECTIVELY CHOKING JENNINGS AGAINST THE ROPES!!
Ref: 1! 2! 3! 4!
Talib: Apocalypse Just skirting another disqualification as he breaks before the count of five! Smart on his part! Jennings slow to get up after having nearly four hundred pounds pressed directly on his throat! Apocalypse waiting for him to get to his feet before rebounding off the ropes with a full head of steam, big boot incoming! BUT EREBUS DODGES!!! APOCALYPSE CROTCHING HIMSELF ON THE TOP ROPE!!!
Stew: APOCALYPSE SWINGING FOR THE FENCES BUT MISSED! Apocalypse hung up on that top rope, Erebus charging at him, AND CONNECTS WITH THE BASEMENT DROPKICK!! APOCALYPSE TAKEN OFF HIS FEET AND WHAT’S MORE HIS LEG IS TIED UP BETWEEN THE TOP AND MIDDLE ROPES!
Talib: Jennings senses this is his opening and vigorously attacks the trapped leg of Apocalypse with one kick after another to the knee! Apocalypse helpless as Jennings hacks at that tree trunk like limb! Jennings switching up now with a knee drop right to the hamstring! Apocalypse swatting at Jennings but missing as Erebus like a man possessed attacks that leg! The referee reminding Erebus that Apocalypse is in the ropes!
Ref: 1! 2! 3! 4!
Talib: Jennings backing away! The referee goes to undo the ropes, but Erebus climbs up to the middle turnbuckle… EREBUS WITH AN ELBOW DROP RIGHT TO THE HEART!!! Erebus now unloading with a flurry of right hands! The ref trying to pull him off of Apocalypse, but Jennings won’t budge!
Stew: Apocalypse trying to cover up to protect himself from this mounted flurry! Erebus slipping past his defense! The referee trying again to interject himself! Erebus pushing away the referee, OH AND APOCALYPSE WITH POKE TO THE EYES!! The monster capitalizing on the distraction! Erebus blinded, Apocalypse still trapped! But Soothsayer Hamasa now coming round from the other side of the ring, she climbs up on the apron…
( Soothsayer Hamasa begins struggling with the ropes as she tries to free Apocalypse’s foot.)
Talib: This is the benefit of having someone like her in your corner! Look at her not just giving the best sage advice money could buy, but risking her own neck with a mad man like Jennings nearby to come to the aid of her client!
Stew: She has no business involving herself in this match!
( Hamasa nearly has Apocalypse free when Erebus Jennings approaches and shoos her off the apron. )
Stew: Erebus back up and with control of Apocalypse’s leg! Is he doing what I think he is?!
Talib: If he is, he’s crazier than I thought!
Stew: Erebus freeing Apocalypse from the ropes! Erebus still has him by the foot, and proceeds to drop an elbow right to the soft spot of the knee! Apocalypse with a yelp of pain from that one! Erebus with another elbow! And you can see the pained expression on the face of Apocalypse! Erebus now setting Apocalypse’s leg on the bottom rope.. AND COMES CRASHING DOWN ON IT WITH A SLINGSHOT BANZAI DROP!!!
Talib: Apocalypse grabbing that leg, there might be some permanent damage from all that force violently tweaking the knee when Erebus came down on it!
Stew: AND EREBUS FIRED UP! LOOKS LIKE HES GONNA TRY AND FINISH THIS! He takes Apocalypse by the feet, Apocalypse trying to squirm but Erebus able to tread his leg! LOOKING FOR DARKNESS’ WRATH! IF HE CAN JUST TURN HIM OVER THIS ONE IS DONE!! EREBUS TRYING WITH ALL HIS MIGHT TO FLIP THAT BIG BEHEMOTH… NO! APOCALYPSE ABLE TO KICK HIM OFF WITH SUCH FORCE IT SENDS JENNINGS THROUGH THE ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE!!!
Talib: Erebus down in front of our table here with the Monster rolling out underneath the bottom rope after him! And this is a dangerous place to be if you’re Erebus Jennings! Now he’s in the beast’s jungle! Erebus getting to his feet, Apocalypse lying in wait as he scoops him up In a bear hug!
Ref: 1!
Talib: Apocalypse like an anaconda just squeezing the life out of Erebus!
Ref: 2!
Talib: Apocalypse has him tight as he charges forward…
Ref: 3!
Talib: AND DRIVES JENNINGS BACK FIRST INTO THE STEEL RING POST!!!
Ref: 4!
Stew: Erebus laid out in a heap from that one!
Apocalypse (no mic): GET UP BOY I AIN’T FINISHED WITH YOU YET!
Stew: Devastation and destruction, those are the only things that this man they call Apocalypse seeks! Look at him barking for Erebus to get back up just so he can inflict more punishment!
Ref: 5!
Talib: And right now you can see the gears turning in the head of Apocalypse! AND LOOK OUT HE’S HEADED RIGHT FOR US!
Stew: Apocalypse right In front of us… AND NOW HE’S TEARING APART OUR TABLE!
(Monitors and other such equipment are sent scattered around the ringside floor as Apocalypse strips the table bare.)
Ref: 6!
Stew: Erebus hasn’t moved a muscle since getting squashed against that post! Apocalypse grabbing him by the head and dragging him to his feet!
Ref: 7!
Stew: Apocalypse wrapping that massive hand right around the throat of Erebus Jennings! HE LIFTS HIM UP… ONE HANDED CHOKESLAM! NO! EREBUS ABLE TO SLIP OUT OF IT!!
Ref: 8!
Talib: Jennings from behind taking Apocalypse by the head! AND SENDS APOCALYPSE FACE FIRST INTO THE TABLE! JENNINGS STILL HAS HIS GRIP, AND BASHES HIM INTO THE TABLE AGAIN! A THIRD TIME! FOURTH TIME!
Stew: Apocalypse’s eyes glazed over as Erebus rolls him back into the ring!
Ref: 9!
Stew: Apocalypse on A knee as Erebus hops up onto the apron, Jennings now going deep into the playbook as he scales the turnbuckles! Erebus perched on the top-OH AND APOCALYPSE CLOCKS HIM WITH A RIGHT HAND THAT HAS EREBUS LANDING HARD ON THE APRON!
TALIB: IT’S SCARY JUST HOW FAST THAT MAN GOT TO HIS FEET! THIS CREATURE ONE OF THE HARDEST TO PUT AWAY IN EAW AND EVERY TIME YOU THINK YOU GAIN SOME HEADWAY, HE COMES BACK WITH A BIG MOVE THAT JUST DERAILS YOU! Erebus trying to pull himself together on the apron, Apocalypse hits the far side ropes… SPEAR!!!!
( Apocalypse lands a massive spear that sends both himself and Erebus Jennings crashing through The broadcast table causing the audio to cut out.)
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME!!!
Stew: Are we back on?! This is pandemonium here! Both men Laid out in front of us! I… I have no words for what just happened!
Talib: I do, INSANITY! That some up things pretty good?!?!
Stew: Look out now, Apocalypse rising to his feet!
Talib: Apocalypse dragging the limp body of Erebus Jennings up off the pavement, and now lifts him up overhead and tosses him back into the ring! Apocalypse following closely behind! Erebus is down, Apocalypse places both of his hands on Jennings’ chest, the in position to make the count!
Ref: OOOONNNNNEEEEE! TTTTTWWWWOOOOO! TTTTHHHHRRRRREEEE!!!
Stew: EREBUS KICKS OUT!! MY GOD HOW DID HE FIND ENOUGH WHEREWITHAL TO GET THAT SHOULDER UP?!
Talib: Forget the how, WHY would he want this match to continue?! Why would he want to take more of a beating?!
Stew: This may be the most emotional battle that I have ever seen in the five years that Erebus has been in this company! That is the heart and the will of Erebus Jennings! He’s not gonna back down! He’s not gonna give up! As long as there’s a breath in his body he’ll keep fighting!
Talib: He may not be breathing for much longer, Apocalypse is up and looks angry that Erebus had the gall to kick out! Apocalypse drags Erebus to his feet, Scooping him up now for a powerslam! But Erebus fighting back with elbows to the head! Jennings trying to wriggle out, PITCH BLACK!!! NO! EREBUS NOT QUITE ABLE TO HOOK THE HEAD!
Stew: Erebus with a hard right, and another, and another! Jennings with the Irish Whip! Apocalypse blocking it and reverses with his own that sends Jennings into the corner! Apocalypse charging in after him, Avalanche! Misses! Erebus moving out of the way, and Apocalypse hitting nothing but the turnbuckles!
Talib: Apocalypse Landing chest first, Man he came in with so much force the ring shook! STINGER SPLASH!!! EREBUS JENNINGS COMING DOWN ACROSS THE BACK OF APOCALYPSE AND DRIVING HIM INTO THE CORNER!
Stew: Erebus zipping to the opposite corner, he sprints at Apocalypse again… A SECOND STINGER SPLASH!!! APOCALYPSE DOWN TO A KNEE IN THE CORNER!
Talib: SLEEPER HOLD!!! Jennings hopping on to the back of Apocalypse and locks it in! Apocalypse somehow manages to get to his feet! Jennings hanging on for dear life now!
Stew: Erebus tightening up on that sleeper hold as Apocalypse tries to buck him off like a bull! Apocalypse looks to be fading a bit here!
Talib: OH! Apocalypse just drove himself backwards into the corner, Erebus sandwiched Between the buckle and the mountain of a man named Apocalypse!
Stew: Not just him, but the referee was the one who got the worst of it as both Apocalypse and Erebus smashed him into the turnbuckles! Erebus still holding on to that hold, And Apocalypse again driving him back first into the buckle! BUT EREBUS STILL HANGING ON! Apocalypse trying to catch his breath! Meanwhile Jennings trapped on the second rope shifting his grip, he’s got Apocalypse head tucked under his arm… PITCH BLACK!!! EREBUS ABLE TO USE THE ROPES SIMILAR TO A TORNADO DDT AND THE BACK OF APOCALYPSE’S HEAD JUST GOT PLANTED INTO THE CANVAS!!!
Talib: SOOTHSAYER HAMASA POUNDING ON THE MAT TRYING TO GET HER MAN UP! EREBUS CRAWLING OVER… DRAPES THE ARM… BUT THE REFEREE IS STILL DOWN!!!
Stew: THIS SHOULD BE OVER! But a bit of bad luck of Erebus Jennings here!
Talib: Hey look! Is that another referee coming down the ramp?!
Stew: NO! THAT’S DONOVAN CROSS!!! CROSS RUSHES INTO THE RING AND BEGINS ASSAULT EREBUS JENNINGS!!! Cross Stomping away at Erebus who is helpless to fight back! Cross picking Jennings up now off the mat, Donovan with the Irish whip, Erebus reverses… SITOUT SPINEBUSTER!!! CROSS PLANTED OFF THAT ONE!
Talib: EREBUS NOT FINISHED WITH HIM! DARKNESS’ WRATH!!! Cross Screaming in pain, trying to squirm out, but there is simply nowhere for him to go!
Stew: Erebus wrenches back with all his weight on that scorpion deathlock! Cross practically begging for Erebus to let go…BICYCLE KICK!! APOCALYPSE JUST LANDED FLUSH WITH THAT KICK RIGHT TO THE JAW THAT KNOCKS EREBUS OUT LIKE A LIGHT!
Talib: Apocalypse wasting no time and not letting go of Erebus… EEEEEETTTTTAAAAA CCCCCCAAAAAARRRRRIIIIINNNNAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEE!!!! APOCALYPSE WITH A MASSIVE POP UP POWERBOMB!!! LOOK AT THE CRACK THAT WAS PUT ON THE CANVAS! THAT ALMOST SENT EREBUS THROUGH THE RING! APOCALYPSE WITH THE COVER! SOOTHSAYER HAMASA REVIVING THE REFEREE!
Ref (groggily): OOOONNNNNEEEEE… TTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO… TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
( DING DING DING! )
( “Sound of Silence” starts up of the arena speakers. Apocalypse stands and raised his arms In victory as Soothsayer Hamasa and Donovan Cross stand besides him.)
Stephie: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN HERE IS YOUR WINNER…. AAAAAAPPPPPPOOOOCCCAAAAAAALLLLLYYYYPPPPPSSSSSEEEEE!!!!
Talib: What a victory for Apocalypse here tonight! After this one I can’t wait to see what he’ll have in store for King Of Elite!
Stew: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Erebus was robbed here tonight and – HEY WHERE’S CROSS GOING?!
(Cross rolls out to ringside next to where the announcers desk once stood and retrieves a pair of steel chairs which he tosses into the ring.)
Stew: The match is over but right now Cross is unfolding those chairs next to each other inside the ring!
Talib: Apocalypse holding down Erebus as Cross gets everything in place! Cross now calling for Apocalypse to hand over Jennings! Apocalypse does as asked, Cross in turn plants a kick right to the gut of Erebus!
( Soothsayer Hamasa begins to chant in an indistinguishable language as Cross sets up for his move.)
Stew: OH COME ON NOT THIS! NOT A DIE ON THE CROSS!
Talib: Oh it looks like it, Cross lifting up Erebus-
(The crowd cheers as someone rushes down the ramp and into the ring.)
Stew: HEY LOOK IT’S DARKANE!!! DARKANE SAVING EREBUS JENNINGS FROM THAT CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB! HAMASA HIGH TAILING IT OUT OF THE RING AS DARKANE LIGHTS UP CROSS WITH A SERIES OF RIGHTS!
Talib: Darkane with a big haymaker that knock Cross down! BUT FROM BEHIND APOCALYPSE WITH A BLOW TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! Darkane stumbling from that one, Apocalypse Charges forward… DROP TOE HOLD SENDS APOCALYPSE FACE FIRST INTO THOSE STEEL CHAIRS!!!
Stew: Apocalypse rolling out of the ring as Cross trades shots with Darkane! Darkane getting the upper hand- CROSS WITH THE LOW BLOW THAT DOUBLES DARKANE OVER!! CROSS SETTING UP DIE ON THE CROSS… BUT EREBUS JENNINGS CHASES HIM OFF WITH THE BASEBALL BAT!!!
( Apocalypse, Cross, and Soothsayer Hamasa regroup at the top of the entrance ramp. “Wizard In Black” plays over the sound system. ))
Stew: What a wild turn of events tonight, is this a preview of what to expect next week in Johannesburg?!
( Darkane and Erebus stand tall in the ring as the camera transitions elsewhere backstage. We see a split screen of Answers World Champion, Theron Nikolas and Jamie O’Hara walking backstage with a caption on the corner of the screen that reads “NEXT.” )
Talib: And we still ain’t even done yet Stew! Coming right up after the break we will have the OFFICIAL Answers World Championship contract signing taking place between God-Emperor Theron and the Ace of EAW, Jamie O’Hara! Do NOT move a single muscle, not even a muscle fiber twitch, we’ll be right back!
( FINAL COMMERCIAL BREAK — Featuring a promotional advertisement for the upcoming Showdown FPV, Under Siege! )
( We receive a rundown of the entire King of Elite match card, featuring the following matches:
– Malcolm Jones vs Jason McCormick vs Prince of Phenomenal vs Jack Ripley – King of Elite Finals
– Theron Nikolas © vs Jamie O’Hara – Answers World Championship
– Ahren Fournier © vs Chris Elite – EAW Championship
– Rex McAllister © vs Impact – EAW World Heavyweight Championship
– Madison Kaline © vs Sienna Jade vs Astraea Jordan – Unified Women’s World Championship
– TLA © vs Lethal Consequences – Openweight Championship
– Andrea Valentine © vs Serena Bennett – Specialists Championship
– MarrKade © vs Jaded Hearts – Unified Tag Team Championships
– Queen’s Court © vs The Crowes Nest – Empire Tag Team Championships
– Raven Roberts © vs. Damon Diesel vs Visual Prophet vs. Crosby Carter – New Breed Championship
– Ms. Extreme vs Bowie Gray – PURE Championship
– Noah Reigner vs SOSA Henderson – Street Fight
– APOCALYPSE and Donovan Cross vs Darkane and Erebus Jennings – Unified Tag Team Championship Number One Contenders Match
– Xander Payne vs Drake King vs Myles – Grudge Match. )
( Dynasty opens back up to the ring where “2nd Sucks” by A Day To Remember is playing over the sound system. The fans are cheering wildly as the ring is now covered in carpet, with a mahogany wood table in the center of the ring, two seats standing by, and a paparazzi camera crew at ringside standing by a team of referees and road agents who are prepared for an altercation. Dynasty General Manager Starr Stan is in the ring with a microphone in hand and a smile on his face, and he waves to the raucous crowd as his music finally dies down. )
Crowd: ONE MORE MATCH! ONE MORE MATCH! ONE MORE MATCH! ONE MORE MATCH!
Starr Stan: Hahahaha, thank you, thank you! MADRID WHAT IS GOING ON!
( The crowd gives a thunderous ovation for the Hall of Famer. )
Starr: I hope you guys all enjoyed tonight’s show, it sounds like you did. Before we send you all home we do have some business to take care of just one week before we head down to Johannesburg, South Africa and put on what I anticipate will be the greatest King of Elite of all time! And one of the reasons why I truly believe that this show will be one that goes down in history, is because Friday Night Dynasty is going to be putting on one of the most brilliant matchups – perhaps – in the history of the company!
Tonight is the night that we set that match in stone. And I mean, c’mon guys, it’s EAW, so we already know how volatile things can get when you bring two hyper competitive, world class athletes who both think they’re above the rules and place them in the same ring at the same time. I’ve made sure to put up extra precautions to ensure that our athletes leave this building safe and sound, and go into South Africa at 100%. So let’s not drag this out any longer than we need to, let’s bring out the competitors right away. First and foremost put your hands together and give a warm welcome to the reigning, defending Answers Champion of the World… THERON NIKOLAS!!!!!
“ILLEST MUTHAFUCKA ALIVE!!!!!”
( “Illest Motherfucker Alive” by Jay Z and Kanye West hits, and Theron Nikolas walks out to the ring dressed in his usual combat attire with a “God Emperor” t-shirt on and the Answers World Championship draped over his shoulder. He is met with deafening boos, and he arrogantly saunters down the ramp with a complete lack of concern for the disapproving audience until he enters the ring, climbs the top rope and holds up his championship with a beam of golden lights shining down on him. He continues holding up his championship, even when his music dies down, and Starr invites Theron to have a seat – which Theron gladly takes. )
Starr: Thank you Theron-
Crowd: THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS!
( Theron waits for them to stop, but they keep going. )
Theron Nikolas: Is that any way for you all to talk to your God-Emperor?
Crowd: (drowning Theron out) THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS!
Theron: That’s okay, that’s okay, you’re all correct, I do suck. But you know who else sucks? REAL MADRID SUCKS, WHICH IS WHY RONALDO LEFT, AND IS WHY HE WILL NEVER COME BACK!
( The crowd EXPLODES with ferocious boos, and Theron sits back cackling. )
Crowd: FUCK YOU THERON! :clap: FUCK YOU THERON! :clap: FUCK YOU THERON! :clap: FUCK YOU THERON! :clap: FUCK YOU THERON! :clap: FUCK YOU THERON! :clap: FUCK YOU THERON! :clap: FUCK YOU THERON! :clap: FUCK YOU THERON! :clap: FUCK YOU THERON! :clap:
Theron: HATE ME BUT DON’T HATE THE TRUTH, YOU SEE THIS PIN?
( Theron holds up the FC Barcelona pin badge that is attached to his t-shirt )
Theron: THIS IS THE ONLY DECENT THING TO COME OUT OF THIS ENTIRE COUNTRY, AND IT’S HOME OF THE FUCKING GOAT HIMSELF, MESSI!
( The crowd continues their onslaught of heat, and we can see children in the crowd wearing Real Madrid jerseys and holding up middle fingers. )
Starr: Alright alright that’s enough Theron. For the love of God can you just go one week without being a complete jerk? Anyways… let’s introduce the challenger, he is the longest reigning World Champion in the HISTORY of EAW, and like myself, a member of the prestigious EAW Hall of Fame! JAMIIIEEE OOOOO’HARAAAAAAA!!!
( “Ultimate Battle” by ZENTA [EAW Edit] hits and the arena comes unglued for Jamie O’Hara as he walks out to the stage wearing a Real Madrid-themed version of his “Ace of EAW” jersey, over his usual ring attire. He embraces the audience, slapping hands with the fans at the side of the ramp and ramping the energy of the audience level up to an even higher level. O’Hara continues his entrance while an unimpressed Theron Nikolas watches on with his feet kicked up at his desk and the Answers World Championship tucked in his arms like a baby, and O’Hara continues engaging with the crowd in the ring before giving Starr Stan a nod and taking his seat. )
Crowd: O’HARA! O’HARA! O’HARA! O’HARA! O’HARA! O’HARA! O’HARA! O’HARA!
Theron: Aww look you have fans!
Starr: Thank you Jamie, alright gentlemen, so far we’re on the right track. During most contract signings we can’t even get both people to sit down let alone be civil. But we’re not out of the woods yet…. unfortunately, as part of protocol, I must allow each of you to share your remarks before you sign your name on the dotted line and make this match official. I’ll allow you two to decide amongst yourselves who goes first, but please, for the love of all that is good and merciful, try to keep your cool.
Theron: Welp, O’Hara, I’ll give you your chance to speak your peace. I already made it perfectly clear where I stood when I started 2019 off with my promo heard ’round the world, so let’s see if you have anything interesting say before I humiliate you in front of over 90,000 people.
( Theron slides his microphone across the desk to Jamie O’Hara. Jamie picks up the microphone, and slowly lifts it to his mouth. )
Jamie O’Hara: …
Theron (off-mic): Cat got your tongue? Go on, spit it out!
Jamie: …
( Jamie sets the mic down, grabs the contract between him and Theron, and quickly signs his name on the dotted line. Theron raises his eyebrows, and Jamie flips over the contract to hold it up to Theron’s face while picking up the microphone again with his other hand in order to speak. )
Jamie: Would you like to know what this contract truly represents Theron? This is the embodiment of the illusion of choice. The lie that you’ve subscribed to, that you have true control over your situation, that you possess a sense of mastery over not only yourself but of all things that inhabit Friday Night Dynasty. The unsigned contract suggests that if you got up and walked away from this table right now, you would be able to escape the truth that you must inevitably come to face.
( Theron shakes his head in annoyed confusion. )
Jamie: But you will never escape the truth Theron, and deep inside you know this. It eats you alive inside and that is why everywhere you go you talk, and you talk, and you run your cunt mouth, hoping that somebody will hear you and actually listen to you, but nobody believes a fucking word you have to say. Especially not these people… listen to ’em, they all think you SUCK.
Crowd: THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS! THERON SUCKS!
Jamie: Truth be told mate, I don’t think you suck at all. I, in all earnest, believe that you have the potential to be one of the most incredible things this place has ever seen, much like myself. But the truth that you are so damned desperately afraid to confront, is that you are FAR from underappreciated. You know contrary to that bogus spiel you kicked the year off with, you are the furthest thing from underrated that we have ever seen in this company. What you cannot come to grips with is the simple honest truth… that you are rated exactly the way you should be.
( Theron sits up, deeply and profoundly disgusted by what he just heard. )
Jamie: The eyes don’t lie Theron, and these people have ’em. That’s why they’re privy to the bullshit that comes out of your mouth. You may have been a contender for the 2018 Elitist of the Year, but there’s a reason why you aren’t nearly as respected as Rex McAllister, Diamond Cage, Darkane, or even Chris Elite, the fucking bloke. It isn’t because they’ve done more than you. NOBODY has accomplished more in 2018 than Theron Nikolas. The painful truth of the matter, however, is that they have all worked harder than you. They are all more passionate than you. They all care more about their craft than you. YOU have coasted off of the sole advantage of having the EAW Chairman in your back pocket. You ascribe monikers to yourself such as “God-Emperor” and you even have the audacity to try and discredit my status as Ace, but I don’t need to repeatedly call myself the Ace of this company, people assign ME that nickname, the same way your walking piggybank Mr. DEDEDE doesn’t need to call himself The Gawd, people acknowledge the title voluntarily because of the work he’s put in.
Yet you have allowed him to enable your laziness, your complacency, your lack of regard and respect for that championship that you hold in your arms. You desecrate the status that I worked my FUCKIN hands to the bone in order to uphold for the entire year of 2017…and you expect the fanfare? When every other match you phone it in and drag your feet against the likes of Erebus Jennings and Devan Dubian? You are a mockery Theron, you are a mockery to me, you’re a mockery to every World Champion who has proven their worth in this company, and you are a mockery to your own self. Because fucking ay, when you’re good, you’re golden mate. When you’re on your shit, it is a sight to behold. But you expect 100% of the credit for putting in effort 25% of the time. That isn’t how life works you sorry son of a bitch!
( Jamie slaps Theron across his face, and Starr immediately jumps in while Theron’s eyes are completely spaced out and he’s staring at the ground with a stoic look of burning rage on his face. )
Starr: JAMIE COME ON!
( Jamie O’Hara flips over the table and stands right up, towering over Theron who is still in his seat. )
Jamie: You will NEVER GET THE RESPECT THAT YOU FEEL YOU ARE OWED, NOT UNTIL YOU GROW A FUCKING SET AND ACKNOWLEDGE YOUR COMPLACENCY! You think you’re the first bloke to hold that title and completely fail to live up to your own hype? You think you’re the first Answers World Champion to carry around that belt and be completely forgotten about in history? You aren’t Theron, but if it were up to you, you would have made sure I were nothing but a forgotten memory never to be seen again, and your actions at the EAW Draft MUST come with some form of repercussions. My presence is a penance that will be imposed upon you without your will, it is a debt that you must pay for your sins against me, and your sins against the championship in your hands. The championship that you’ve ruined!
( Theron immediately shoots up to his feet and SHOVES Jamie O’Hara back. Immediately, referees and trainers pile into the ring and separate Jamie and Theron from each other. Theron picks up the contract from the floor, grabs the pen hooked to the clipboard, and immediately signs his name on the dotted line, and throws the clipboard across the ring hitting Jamie square in the chest with it. The two men rush at each other, bringing all out chaos to the scene that Starr Stan is desperately trying to resolve. Theron manages to break free from security and pounces over Jamie to deliver punches, and Jamie gets the chance to connect punches of his own while the audience is more raucous than ever for the all out brawl that ensues. The closed captioning arises on the screen, and the chaos continues further until the broadcast eventually fades to black. )
( EAW logo buzzes )
