(EAW Logo buzzes.)
(We open up with a straight to video recap of the previous week. We see Kassidy Heart appear and we the tone for the night by running down everyone she can and giving us a glimpse of exactly what type of elitist she is following her “Mauler” reveal at Doomsday. She runs down being StarrStan and the entire company for overlooking her despite her being the Universal Women’s World champion. Out comes Rick Vercetti to dig in to her beliefs and reveal that Kassidy Heart would do battle with one half of Fatal Destiny, Miho-Li, at the very next show. We then see Eric Havoc snap his losing streak in a match against Jerimiah before him walking backstage and greeting Mike Gambino and Ronan Malosi. All three cheer each other on for their attacks on fellow superstars in EAW and decide to protect one another this night from any potential retaliation. Wise decision by them as the next match sees Osamu and Jake Smith beat Provençal and El Landerson. After he match, Lance Blackfyre from Showdown appeared and destroys Provençal before being chased away by StarrStan and security.)
(Next we see The Round Table hype each other up before Impact shows up and let’s them both know with his GAWD contract clause, he has swapped around this week’s card. Instead of Jake and Drake having separate matches, Impact swapped their opponents and now Jake Smith would be going one on one with Drake King and Impact would face Mike Gambino. The interbrand match to hype up the New Breed Championship bout at Territorial Invasion between Kai Zolomon and Archimedes J. Manson ended with Zolomon winning but a good fight was put up by Manson. We then are shown Lethal Consequences in his makeshift movie theatre inside the ring. He rolls footage of “Jack Ripley” getting friendly with Lindsey Kingsley as she is shown blindfolded. Out sprints Ripley who attacks Lethal and gets some revenge as LC’s mind games are shown to have got The Shooter uncontrollably mad at the moment.)
(We arrive at another portion of the previous show. We see The Valkyrie be Helena Merriman and Justin Windgate as the second D&C qualifier end in a no contender as Santo Muerte and Viktor Stone rush the ring and attack everyone in sight. Helena Merriman manages to fight them off and aid her partner but do to Stone and Muerte touching Remi first, The Valkyrie would remain undefeated and qualify for the D&C match. Upset, both Merriman and Windgate post a heated meeting between him and Jenny Punk of Showdown where she revealed to be behind the Invasion and attacks by Showdown elitist that occurred during the show. We see StarrStan award Helena Merriman a shot at Andrea Valentine and the Specialist Championship for her consistent performances and bravery against the invaders and offered Justin a chance to face one of the three men that had showed up unwarranted from Showdown.)
(We are treated to the brutal and bloody recap of Kassidy Heart vs Lethal Consequences where LC’s mocking and teasing of Kass unlocked “The Mauler” she warned everyone about and she went carnal on the hall of famer. Kassidy bites his ear and forces a submission in a match of two main event caliber elitists. We are treated to a fun moment of bonding between TLA, Darkane, and captain of Team Dynasty Serena Bennett as they exchange gifts and aim to build team chemistry. Things seem fine until TLA, still looking for revenge, chucked a tooth at Darkane and both men begin brawling once again as Serena tries desperately to lead them in to War Games with intentions of winning. Finally, we watch as Serena Bennet, Ms Extreme of Voltage, and Ahren Fournier of Showdown have an incredible triple threat match that saw Ms Extreme return to her former brand and take a victory for the Voltage side of the War Games match as the show ended on that note.)
(The KFC Yum! Center is lively and raucous as we see pyro go off and the camera pan around the sell out audience. Fans listen as Dynasty’s theme plays and we are shown the commentator’s table and the trio that are known as the voice of Dynasty.)
Stew-O: Live from Louisville, Kentucky…this is FRIDAY NIGHT DYNASTY! We are here in the KFC Yum! Center as we are in for a grand show this evening. I am Stew-O and as always I’m here with my partner Flannery McCoy…
Jake Mercer: Hey, maybe introducing me first could spice things up for a change, huh?
Flannery McCoy: Relax, Jake. He might be saving the best for last.
Stew-O: Yeah, let’s go with that…speaking of, our third partner is the man, the myth, the fella who keeps photoshopping Ms Extreme and Drake King as if they are dating, Jake Mercer!
Jake Mercer: I just think they would make a cute couple and my Tumblr dedicated to them has plenty of people who agree. I stan Dralow Keichert!
Stew-O: Anywho, some big matchups tonight are lined up. Helena Merriman gets a one on one title shot against Andrea Valentine and her Specialist championship, Mike Gambino gets the chance of a lifetime to face World Heavyweight Champion Impact in a non title bout
Jake Mercer: I know for a fact he is going to be hype and excited for this chance!
Flannery McCoy: That is not all, a match between both Round Table members is slated as well as Jake Smith faces Drake King! That and Ronan Malosi is in action and Kassidy Heart takes on Miho Li one on one as well!
Stew-O: Plus much more in store all night!
Jake Mercer: Imagine being a goober and missing this insane night of pro wrestling, sports entertainment, and drama as we aim to next week’s interbrand FOV…TERRITORIAL INVASION! Who would be stupid to ignore such an incredible showcasing such as tonight?
Stew-O: Clearly not any of these Louisville natives here tonight!
(Bad Decisions (mashup) by Ariana Grande and Demi Lovato plays as Lindsey Kingsley walks out to cheers from the crowd)
Stephie Love: Introducing first, weighing in at 122lbs, from Lashing, Michigan.. THE MILF HOTTIE!!!! LINDSEYYYYYYY KINGSLEY!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Here she is! Lindsey Kingsley!! Last time we saw her-
Jake Mercer: Last time we saw her, she was up there on the screen about to do the dirty with Jack Ripley or I mean, Lethal Consequences.
Stew-O: I guess you can put it that way.
Jake Mercer: Yeah, but unfortunately Jack Ripley had to ruin all the fun and cut the tape right before we got to the best part.
Stew-O: Well tonight she’ll be competing in the ring. She hasn’t had much success as of late, but maybe things will turn around for her tonight!
Jake Mercer: Maybe I can get my hands on that tape.
(God’s Hate by Divine Justice plays as Ronan Malosi walks out and the crowd instantly boos him)
Stephie Love: And her opponent!! Weighing in at 251lbs, from Cape Town, South Africa! THE WORLD ELITE MANIAC!!!! RONANNNNNNN MALOSIIIIIII!!
Jake Mercer: Now here’s a guy who’s been putting EAW on notice as of late! Partnering with Eric Havoc and Mike Gambino has definitely pushed him to new levels!
Flannery McCoy: If you think invading shows and attacking other members from the other brands is taking it to new levels then that’s your opinion. I know he’s tired of being treated the way he has, but does he have to take it that far?
Jake Mercer: Hey, the door of opportunity was standing right there when Eric asked for Mike and Ronan’s help. He just kicked it open and is making the most out of it now. Let’s see how he matches up against the fan favorite, Lindsey Kingsley.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And here we go with the opening match of the night! Lindsey and Ronan both lock up in the middle of the ring. Ronan quickly gets the upper hand by driving his knee into the stomach of Lindsey! He now grabs Lindsey’s head and locks in a tight front headlock!
Flannery McCoy: That’s that MMA background on full display as Ronan now goes for the Step 13! The modified snap single underhook DDT connects! Ronan quickly goes for the cover!
Stew-O: And Lindsey quickly kicks out before the count of two!
Jake Mercer: I like Ronan’s thinking, trying to get this over with quickly, but it’s going to take more than that to beat this EAW milf!
Stew-O: Ronan stands back up and grabs Lindsey’s hair. He brings her back up to her feet and again connects with hard knee strikes to her gut! Ronan now whips Lindsey over to the corner as she hits the turnbuckle hard! Ronan quickly continues the attack as he charges at Lindsey in the corner!
Flannery McCoy: But no!! Lindsey lifts her boot up and stuns Ronan in the face as he turns around, grabbing his nose in shock from that boot! Ronan turns back around, but is met by a hard leaping clothesline from Lindsey off the middle turnbuckle in the corner!
Jake Mercer: Both competitors get up, but it’s Lindsey who strikes first as she connects with a hard dropkick that nails Ronan square in the chest! Ronan instantly falls back down to the mat!
Stew-O: Lindsey gets back up as Ronan slowly follows after. Lindsey runs over to the ropes, bounces back, and goes for the wheelbarrow bulldog! No!! Ronan uses his strength to counter it while Lindsey is mid air and connects with the saito suplex!! Lindsey quickly rolls right out of the ring!
Flannery McCoy: Great mat awareness by Lindsey to get out of there before Ronan can continue his attack. Lindsey is slow to get up, as she grabs the back of her neck due to the impact from that suplex.
Jake Mercer: But wait! IT’S RONAN MALOSI LEAPING OVER THE TOP ROPE AND CONNECTING WITH THE TOPE CON HILO! THE SENTON OVER THE TOP ROPE HAS BOTH COMPETITORS DOWN OUTSIDE OF THE RING! The referee begins the count!
Stew-O: And Ronan is the first one to get up! He grabs at Lindsey’s hair once more as she’s up onto her knees and screams in her face! Lindsey gets up to her feet as Ronan still has a hold of her hair!
Jake Mercer: SLEEPING PILL BY RONAN MALOSI! He blasts his head against Lindsey’s as she falls back down to the ground!!
Flannery McCoy: And Ronan rolls into the ring, but then rolls back out to restart the count! This man is not done with this beating outside of the ring!
Jake Mercer: Ronan walks back over to Lindsey! She still lays flat on the ground, clutching her head, in pain from that ruthless headbutt from Ronan moments ago!
Stew-O: Ronan grabs Lindsey, as she slowly gets back up. And what’s this!?! Ronan whips Lindsey right towards us, as she slams back first against our announce tables!!
Jake Mercer: We get a nice look at the woman who has aged like fine fine wine, as she leans against our announce tables! AND HERE COMES RONAN AS HE COMES CHARGING TOWARDS LINDSEY!
Stew-O: SHE LIFTS HER BOOT UP TO CATCH RONAN IN THE FACE LIKE SHE DID BEFORE!!! NO!!!! RONAN DUCKS IT AND GRABS LINDSEY’S HEAD AS HE SLAMS HER HEAD AGAINST OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!!
Flannery McCoy: Ronan was smart to anticipate that boot this time. There’s no way he could have fallen for the same trick twice. Lindsey is leaned up against our announce table, as she slowly starts to walk away towards the ring. I don’t think she even knows where she is right now after getting her head slammed like that!
Stew-O: LOOK IT’S RONAN AGAIN! WHILE WE WERE CONCERNED ABOUT LINDSEY, HE MANAGED TO GET UP ONTO THE RING APRON!! HE RUNS THE APRON AND GOES FOR A HARD APRON CLOTHESLINE ONTO LINDSEY!!!
Jake Mercer: NO!!!! LINDSEY IS ABLE TO GET OUT OF THE WAY AND ROLLS BACK INTO THE RING! Ronan hits the ground hard, but is quick to get back up onto one knee!!
Stew-O: Ronan stands back up, and slides back into the ring beating the 10 count! He gets up to his feet, BUT HE’S MET BY A HARD ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE HEAD BY LINDSEY KINGSLEY!!!!
Flannery McCoy: Ronan falls back against the ring ropes, bounces back, AND LINDSEY CONNECTS WITH A HARD HURRICANRANA SENDING RONAN DOWN TO THE MAT!!
Stew-O: Lindsey is now stalking her opponent! Ronan gets back up to his feet, but Lindsey kicks him in the gut! SHE CONNECTS WITH THE SNAP DDT! RONAN’S FACE GETS PLANTED RIGHT INTO THE MAT! SHE GOES FOR THE PIN!
Jake Mercer: NO!!!!! RONAN KICKS OUT AT TWO!!! Lindsey gets back up to her feet. She walks over to the corner and climbs up to the top rope! She stands up, BUT RONAN GETS UP OFF OF THE MAT AS WELL AND RUNS OVER TO LINDSEY IN THE CORNER!
Stew-O: Ronan climbs up onto the second turnbuckle and delivers a hard elbow strike at Lindsey’s stomach! He continues to climb up the turnbuckle, as it looks like he’s going for A SUPLEX FROM THE TOP ROPE!
Flannery McCoy: NO!! Lindsey is able to break herself free as Ronan crashes back first into the mat! AND LINDSEY GOES FOR THE WE CAN DO IT!!!!! SPLIT LEG DROP FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!!
Stew-O: NO!!! RONAN ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AS LINDSEY CRASHES DOWN ONTO THE MAT WHILE DOING THE SPLIT! THAT HAS GOT TO HURT!!!
Jake Mercer: Lindsey is definitely in pain! She transitions into a seated position after landing awkwardly onto the mat. But here’s Ronan! He’s back up to his feet! He charges at Lindsey AND CONNECTS WITH A HARD RUNNING KNEE STRIKE TO HER FACE!!! Ronan goes for the pin!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO!!!!!!! LINDSEY KICKS OUT!!!!
Stew-O: So close for this young Dynasty Elitist, as he gets back up to his feet. Ronan now grabs Lindsey and brings her to her feet as well. He grabs her by the head, and pulls her between his legs! He lifts her up! AND HE GOES FOR THE EDGE OF INSANITY! SPIKE PILEDRIVER!!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO!!! LINDSEY REVERSES IT WITH ANOTHER HURRICANRANA!!! Both competitors are back down on the mat! They both are slow to get up, but once they do Ronan begins to stumble on his feet, while Lindsey rebounds off of the ring ropes! She connects with a head scissors takedown!!! Great move by Lindsey Kingsley!!!
Jake Mercer: Ronan is down on the mat, as Lindsey uses the ropes to get herself back up to her feet. She walks over the corner and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Ronan slowly gets up, as Lindsey is stalking him from the top rope! DIVING CROSSBODY BY LINDSEY KINGSLEY!!!!!
Stew-O: NO!!!! RONAN USES HIS STRENGTH AND CATCHES LINDSEY MID AIR!!! HE TOSSES HER UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS!! DOWNCAST!!! THE DEATH VALLEY BOMB CONNECTS!!! RONAN GOES FOR THE PIN!
Jake Mercer: NO!!!! THE MILF KICKS OUT JUST IN TIME! LINDSEY IS STILL IN THIS!!!
Flannery McCoy: I can’t believe she kicked out of that!
Stew-O: Ronan is furious as he gets on top of Lindsey and begins throwing MMA Strikes to her head!!! Ronan quickly gets up to his feet, grabs at Lindsey’s hair and pulled her up as well. He pulls her head between his legs, and flips her back up! HERE IT IS!! EDGE OF INSANITY!!! THIS TIME THE SPIKE PILEDRIVER CONNECTS!!!! RONAN GOES FOR THE PIN!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(God’s Hate by Divine Justice hits as the crowd boos Ronan! They definitely wanted to see Lindsey walk out with victory, but Ronan was too much for her to handle)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER!!!!! RONNANNNNNNNN MALOSSSIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Big win for Ronan Malosi tonight! This guy has needed a big win and clearly he went all out for it this week! Impressive performance by Ronan and tough luck for Kingsley.
Flannery McCoy: That Ripley/LC situation may have caused her to be rattled!
(We open up backstage as we see Jake Smith with his head in his hands as he sits in a locker and begins talking to himself.)
Jake Smith: I need this…I NEED THIS! I need this so fucking bad. I want this. I want this more than anything I’ve ever wanted anything in my life. More than tag team gold for The Revolution. More than when The Round Table helped Drake King be Interwire champion. He’s my friend, my best friend. After this, we can go back to being solid. The Round Table doesn’t fold or bend. We can’t be broken. We are brothers. That said…whatever I got to do. Whatever I need to do. No Stone unturned, no path blocked off. I’m going to win this. I must win this. I’m going to beat Dra-
???: Sup, little fucker?
(Jake lifts his head up and sees the EAW World Heavyweight Championship at eye level and gets lost in the glimmering gold.)
Impact: You in hear repeating your stupid little mantra? Patching yourself up? Been listening to Gary Vee and Eric Thomas motivational videos in an effort to prepare for this one on one match with your best friend forever? You confidant? Your ace? You cuddle buddy? Hmm?
Jake Smith: Why do you keep coming in my locker room! I’m like, seriously! The door was locked, I double checked!
Impact: Gawd contract.
Jake Smith: WHAT? How does that even work? That doesn’t even make any fucking sense!
Impact: Look, watch your tone. I’m here for peace! I was joking about not remembering you or being able to tell the difference between you and Drake King these past few weeks. I’m funny, I make myself laugh and I thought I could bring a few laughs out of you and that idiot that’s challenging me for my World Heavyweight Championship next week at Territorial Invasion. Clearly, you guys have been stressed out about me booking you two one on one with each other this week and I get it. I do. But, I’m just here to wish you luck!
Jake Smith: …is this another one of your petty ass mind games? This is a trick, I know it!
Impact: No trick. Sincerely. I know you weren’t having the best time adjusting to this match this week. I mean, you’re not like Drake. Drake seemed almost excited about the prospect of kicking your ass and reminding everyone the truth we all know; that you’re nothing more than just sidekick!
Jake Smith: Watch your mouth, Imp!
Impact: I don’t think that! I’ve seen first hand what you’re capable of! The man that took Jack Ripley to his limit, the guy that stood side by side with me and cost me a match against Ripley and LC a month or so ago. You make mistakes, you aren’t perfect. Nobody is, the white mamba is close…but nobody is! That’s why I came to say…good luck! I really want to see you take that egomaniac Drake King down a peg. The nerve of him. The audacity, the caucacity…to infer you couldn’t last five minutes with him!
Jake Smith: HE DID NOT SAY THAT! GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!
Impact: He-he look, you can believe me or not. You can take everything I said as me just rattling you to be amped up to go out there and kill your lil’ Round Table friend. But, if you think Drake is going to take it lightly on you and your pretty hair and your empanada breath having ass then…I think it’s clear you are the one that’s not ok tonight. Good luck, kid!
(Impact taps his belt and turns away from Jake and walks away from Smith as Smith stands with his fist balled up steaming.)
Jake Smith: Piece of shit. Drake would never say none of that about me. Who is he kidding? …but if he did…
(Jake stands talk, running his fingers through his hair trying to focus his anger until…)
Eric Havoc: Hey Jake, I was wondering if you
Jake Smith: NOPE!
(Jake abruptly leaves as Eric is left with his hand out trying to greet his former rival.)
Jake Mercer: My name twin clearly is focused on defeating Drake King tonight. It is clear that Impact has his eyes on toying with Impact more and maybe trying to get The Round Table to tear each other apart.
Flannery McCoy: I would bet that he sent Eric Havoc in there right after to rattle Jake even more. We all can see Jake really wants this win tonight!
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
( “war” by dance with the dead starts up over the arena speakers.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first from Death Valley, California, Weighing In 200 pounds, SSSSSAAAAANNNNNNTTTTOOOOO MMMMMMUUUUUUEEEERRRRRTTTTTEEEEE!!!
( the crowd boos loudly as Muerte makes his way out past the curtain and down the ramp.)
Stew-O: it was last week that this man Santo Muerte invaded Dynasty Attacking several superstars including both members of Valkyrie and his opponent in this match Justin Windgate!
Jake Mercer: and with Territorial Invasion just a week away I’m hoping that Justin Windgate show this guy along with the rest of the Showdown roster what happens when you mess with Us here on Friday nights!
Flannery McCoy: and as much as I share that same sentiment with you Jake, it may be easier said than done against someone as depraved as Santo Muerte!
( Muerte enters the ring. Several moments passed before his music fades out and is replaced by “ El Diablo” by Machine Gun Kelly.)
Stephie Love: and his opponent, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 225 pounds, THE XTREME CLASSIC… JJJJUUUUUSSSSTTTTIIIIINNNNN WWWIIIINNNNNDDDDDGGGGAATTTTTTEEEE!!!
( the crowd cheers loudly as Justin steps out onto the stage.)
Stew-O: Here is a man who is just looking for a breakout opportunity here in EAW, and when you take into account his speed and his skill you gotta think it’s just a matter of time before he not only gets that opportunity, but uses it to and takes the next step here in his EAW career!
Jake Mercer: well tonight may be a great opportunity to show some brand loyalty which may in turn impress Starrstan! And judging by the look on his face he may be thinking just that!
Flannery McCoy: well I actually got the chance to speak with Justin earlier today and he told me that every week he looks to steal the show with his performances, but tonight he wants not only to dazzle the crowd but walk away with the win!
( Windgate steps onto the apron and slingshots over the top rope into the ring. The referee calls for the bell as Windgate’s music fades out.)
DING DING DING!
Stew-O: Here we go this one underway as both competitors lock up in the middle of the ring, Windgate forcing Santo Muerte back, Muerte reversing and its Justin who ends up with his back against the ropes, Muerte with a knife edge chop! And boy did that one echo! Muerte with another before he Irish whips Windgate, Justin off the rebound, Muerte looking for a clothes line, but Windgate counters with a running dropkick! That one sends Muerte out of the ring under the bottom rope!
Jake Mercer: and you can tell that Muerte was caught off guard with that one as he angrily shakes his head. Meanwhile inside the ring Justin Windgate stands daring him to come back into the ring!
Ref: 1! 2! 3!
Jake Mercer: Muetre cautiously climbing onto the apron and back through the ropes, you can see a little bit of tentativeness on Muerte’s parts here as he and Windgate lock up again! Muerte gets the standing side headlock, Windgate using the ropes to shoot him off, Muerte off the rebound and connects with shoulder charge! Muerte wasting little time as he sprints off the far side ropes, Windgate back up quickly and sees him coming! What a hip toss by Windgate! Muerte with a rough landing on his lower back which you can see him grasping at!
Flannery McCoy: muerte getting back up to his knees, Justin waiting for him, MY OH MY WHAT A GROUNDED SUPERKICK! THAT SOUNDED LIKE A GUNSHOT! And again Santo Muerte rolling outside of the ring, this time trying to shake off that kick that caught him square in the jaw!
Flannery McCoy: Santo Muetre with his back to the ring, not a smart move here as Windgate sprints off the far side ropes… AND CONNECTS WITH THE BASEBALL SLIDE!
Stew-O: both men outside the ring, Windgate picking Muerte up off those pads on the arena floor!
Stew-O: Muetre fighting back with rights to the ribs that break Windgates grip! Muerte with an Irish whip into the steel steps!
Stew-O: WAIT, JUSTIN REVERSES AND ITS SANTO MUERTE WHO CRASHES SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE STEPS!
Jake Mercer: this is certainly a more aggressive Justin Windgate than we have seen these last few weeks! Something Santo Muerte is learning first hand right now as Windgate takes him by the head and sends his skull bouncing off the steel of those ring steps!
Flannery McCoy: Justin rolling back into the ring and begins to scale the turnbuckles!
Flannery McCoy: Muerte using the guard rail to pull himself up to his feet, you can see him trying to shake off the cobwebs whilst being totally unaware that Justin Windgate just launched himself off the top…
Flannery McCoy: AND CONNECTS WITH THE DIVING CROSSBODY ALL THE WAY DOWN TO THE FLOOR CRUSHING SANTO MUERTE!!!
Flannery McCoy: Windgate back up quickly and drags Muerte back to his feet and rolls him into the ring! Justin Climbing back up onto the apron and again scaling up to the top rope! Windgate perched and measuring, Santo down and out, Windgate leaps… AND THE DIVING HEADBUTT FINDS ITS TARGET!!! Windgate with the cover!
Ref: OOOONNNNNEEEEE!!! TTTTWWWWWOOOOOOO!!!! KICKOUT!!!
Stew-O: I’m a bit surprised to see muerte get the shoulder up there, nevertheless the match continues as Windgate scoops Muerte up and plants him with the DDT! Windgate with another cover!
Ref: OOOONNNNNEEEEE!!! TTTTWWWWOOOOO!!!
Jake Mercer: And Muetre again getting the shoulder up! Windgate not slowing down as he-OH! A quick thumb to the eyes of Justin Windgate there, quicker than the ref could catch! Muerte gets back to his feet and again he goes after the eyes of Justin Windgate, raking them with his fingers! Justin obviously having issues with his eyesight, we remember last week when that fireball caught him right in the face and he may have some lingering issues that Santo Muerte May have aggravated! Muerte now with an onslaught of strikes and kicks to the back of Justin forcing him up against the ropes! Muerte with the Irish whip, wait he pulls Justin back in at the last second, AND WOAH WHAT A RIP CHORD KNEE STRIKE!
Flannery McCoy: That one landed flush on the chin! Justin down but muerte still has ahold of his wrist as he begins raining down with stomps to the head and chest of Justin Windgate! Muerte still has control of the wrist, ARMBAR!!! MUERTE SITTING IN A CROSS ARMBAR THAT LOOKS TO WRENCH THAT LIMB OUT IF SOCKET!! WINDGATE RIGHT NEXT TO THE ROPES HOWEVER AND GRABS ON, MUERTE NOT SEEMING TO GIVE A DAMN HOWEVER AS HE JUST LOOKS TO INFLICT PAIN AND PUNISHMENT!!!
Ref: 1! 2! 3! 4! …
Stew-O: Muerte releases the hold before the count of five! And you can see now that Santo Muerte has picked a target as he drops a knee onto that arm! Windgate wincing in Pain from that one, Santo like a shark that smells blood as he drops another knee! Muerte exiting the ring now and again grabs on to the arm of Justin Windgate before smashing it across the ring apron!! Remember that’s the area of the ring with no padding to soften being slammed against it!
Jake Mercer: Windgate rolling away clutching his arm, muerte sliding back into the ring not giving him a chance to catch his breath or gather himself! Muerte lifting Justin up off the canvas and gets an arm wringer, Muerte wrenching on that arm just looking to inflict whatever damage he can to the wounded appendage before following up with an arm wringer super kick that lands right on the chin! Muerte with a cover!
Ref: OOOONNNNNEEEEE!!! TTTTWWWOOOOOO!!! KICKOUT!!!
Flannery McCoy: Windgate wisely getting his other should up off the mat! Both men getting back to their feet, Muerte a step quicker and waiting for Justin with a kick to the gut! Windgate doubled over, muerte sets him up, and connects with the single arm DDT! Muerte is simply relentless in his attack of that arm! Windgate trying to use the ropes to get back to his feet, Santo Muerte right back on him and again grabbing that injured arm, AND LOCKING IT IN A ROPE ASSISTED KIMURA!!! JUSTIN WINDGATE SCREAMING IN AGONY AS MUERTE IS PUTTING AN INCREDIBLE AMOUNT OF PRESSURE AND TORQUE AGAINST THAT ARM!
Ref: 1! 2! 3! 4!
Jake Mercer: Muetre again toeing the line of a disqualification, I think the only reason he bothered to let up is because he’s like a cat when he’s caught a mouse, he has his prey trapped but he wants the thrill of the catch to last as long as possible before he swiftly finishes his opponent off! Muerte picks Windgate up and gets hammerlock, MIGHT BE GOING FOR THE OFFERING!!!
Flannery McCoy: No not yet, instead he keeps that hold locked in while getting control of the head of Windgate, AND MUERTE SLAMS HIM TO THE MAT WITH THE HAMMERLOCK SUPLEX!! All the velocity and weight just crushing that arm! And you have to give credit to Santo muerte for slowing down the pace of this match as the Cover is made and the hook of the leg!
Ref: OOOONNNNNEEEEE!!! TTTTWWWWOOOO!!! TTTHHHH—
Flannery McCoy: and Justin still won’t stay down! Santo Muerte infuriated by this and begins strangling Justin Windgate! The warning about a disqualification and like you said I don’t think Muerte wants this to end with completely demolishing Justin Windgate! Muerte picking Windgate up-SUPERKICK!!! WINDGATE OUTTA NOWHERE WITH A KICK THAT CAUGHT MUERTE RIGHT IN THE CHOPS!!!
Stew-O: Santo Muerte still standing but in a daze, Justin sprinting off the ropes, Windgate with a Hurricanrana, Wait Muerte blocking it, THE CYCLE!!!! WHAT STRENGTH AND BALANCE ON THE PART OF SANTO MUERTE TO BE ABLE TO ADJUST WINDGATE’S POSITION ATOP HIS SHOULDERS AND BRING HIM DOWN WITH THUNDEROUS IMPACT!!! MUERTE WITH COVER THIS MIGHT BE IT!!
Ref: OOOONNNNNEEEEE!!!! TTTTTWWWWWOOOOOO!!!! TTTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRREEEE—KICKOUT!!!!
Jake Mercer: How In the world did Justin Windgate get his shoulder up?!? Muerte picking up Windgate up by the head, look out, DEATH VALLEY DESTROYER!!! NO! JUSTIN DROPPING TO HIS KNEES PREVENTING THAT FRONT FLIP PILEDRIVER! Muerte with several overhand clubs to the back to wear Windgate down before trying to lift him up back into position, WHOA JUSTIN USING THE MOMENTUM AND ABLE TO LEAP UP ONTO THE SHOULDERS OF SANTO MUERTE BEFORE FLIPPING HIM HEAD OVER HEELS WITH A HURRICANRANA!!!
Flannery McCoy: both men a little slow to get back to their feet here, Santo Muerte is the first one back up with Justin a step behind, Muerte with a clothesline, Windgate ducks under it, PELE KICK! Windgate Landing with that kick to crown of Santo Muetre! Windgate with a cover!
Ref: OOOONNNNNEEEEE!!! TTTTWWWWOOOOO!!! KICKOUT!!!
Stew-O: Muerte still too strong to put away! Both men back up, Muerte with right hand, Windgate Answers back with left forearm! And another, a third! Justin with a kick to the gut, Muerte catches it, But Justin counters with an enziguri! Muerte down from that one! Windgate not finished as he sprints off the ropes… AND COMES CRASHING DOWN RIGHT ON TOP OF SANTO MUERTE WITH THE RUNNING SENTON!!!
Jake Mercer: and right now it is all Justin Windgate, he is wrestling this match with his style and at his pace which is hard hitting and lightning quick! Santo Muerte clutching his ribs as he gets back to his feet, Windgate waiting for him and hooks him by the head, RUN IT UP!! SLICED BREAD #2 DRIVES THE BACK OF MUERTE’S HEAD INTO THE CANVAS!!!
Flannery McCoy: Muerte Down, Windgate not covering, instead he steps out onto the apron and begins to climb the turnbuckles! Windgate perched on the top, He Leaps… XXXXXXXXXXX FFFFFFAAAACCCCCTTTTOOOOORRRRRRRR!!!!
Stew-O: IT HITS! SHOOTING STAR PRESS HITS! COVER!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(“El Diablo” by Machine Gun Kelly plays as Justin rises and gets his hand raised by the referee.)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…JUSTIN WIIIIIINNNNNDDDDDGAAAATE!!!!
Stew-O: Huge victory for Justin! He got a measure of revenge on one of the men that assaulted him last week and cost him and Helena a shot at the Divide and Conquer match!
Jake Mercer: That was one of the most beautiful Shooting Star Presses I’ve ever seen in my career!
Flannery McCoy: The former National Elite Champ laid it all on the line for that one!
(We cut backstage as we see a few elitist gathered in front of a fake staged assembled with a few empty traveling crates used to transport EAW’s stage and various technical equipment pressed together. A few folded chairs sit in front of the stage as we hear the murmurs of some known wrestlers on the Dynasty roster.)
Helena Merriman: What the hell is going on?
Mike Gambino: I don’t have a single clue. I was told by Eric Havoc little girlfriend that I was summoned here. I don’t have time for this, I have a huge match that I’m clearly excited for. Not everyday people get a chance at a damn World champion and a chance to upset a main eventer!
Provençal: A true dynasty TALENT! As monissuer Eric Ravage La Corte Havoc Justiciary would say!
Justin Windgate: Shit, we could just ditch this little fiasco and go break down this zip I got. I got a hit of revenge on those Showdown pussies.
Helena Merriman: Good job, Justin! I’ll be looking to take that Specialist title and bring it home to Dynasty myself when I face Andrea Valentine!
Mike Gambino: Shit, you guys see Ronan tonight? Tore that Lindsey Kingsley to shreds! In the blink of an eye. She hasn’t been that fucked since that hotel room with *air quotes* Jack Ripley!
Helena Merriman: Woah, Mike. Relax with that talk. I know for a fact she was not ok with how she was manipulated and portrayed on that video Lethal Consequences recorded. She may be older but she got tricked and was used by LC to get under Ripley skin. It’s clear that’s why she didn’t perform well against Ronan tonight!
Provençal: Speaking of, where is Ronan? Is he like one of Eric Havoc best buds?
Justin Windgate: Yeah. Didn’t they have a slumber party last week in Havoc’s locker room?
Mike Gambino: Relax! That’s not what happened. We were looking out for each other all last week. Clearly Justin and Lindsey could have used our help. Maybe if Windgate wasn’t a weed smoking idiot he would have joined us and not have been touched by Stone or Santo at all.
Justin Windgate: You day that but you guys watched Provençal get attacked too and didn’t help!
Provençal: Good point, Justin of the Windy Gates.
Justin Windgate: …not my name, dude.
Mike Gambino: He’s probably still a little salty about that Winner Take All shit.
Provençal: I mean, the college thing was great for my children. But that Jeep barely worked and I ended up getting my kicked around the ring by Jack Ripley for the troubles. If that’s what he really wanted, he’s as crazy as we all thought.
Helena Merriman: At least you got in the ring with someone really good. I don’t know how many more of these lackluster opponents I was going to be able to take before last week and this week.
Provençal: Good luck tonight, Helena Merryman!
Helena Merriman: Thanks. I know you pronounced it right but it still feels like you got my last name wrong somehow.
Justin Windgate: At least he made the effort with yours.
Mike Gambino: I think Eric is here to try and tell us our group name or whatever.
Helena Merriman: Group name?! I’m not in a group with Eric Havoc!
Justin Windgate: Me neither!
Provençal: I am certainly not either.
Mike Gambino: Yeah, that’s what me and Ronan we’re thinking. Guy tried to call me and Ronan and me his Neo-Reality, realtors, something. Then he kept running around claiming us to be apart of his “TRUE” initiative. Then we found out what that meant, so we kind of tried to avoid that part of all this as we started messing with Voltage and Showdown elitist.
Justin Windgate: Right. Either way, we are all in this shit now. Eric may think he is the leader of whatever but this is a Dynasty issue that he started but we clearly have to finish.
Provençal: Exactly! We will not let these bullies disrespect Dynasty. They must think we are crazy if they think we want to get revenge for all this
???: Did somebody say AVENGE?!?
(Out walks Eric Havoc in a trench coat, an eye patch, and his arms behind his back. He stands on top of the crates as Tara Celeci walks by in a skintight, all blue jumpsuit with “T.R.U.E.” On her chest.)
Helena Merrimab: Nah, he said rev-
Eric Havoc: Revenge is a dish best served cold. That was said by a wise man many decades ago. But now? Revenge has come for both sides of this violent war we wage ladies and gentlemen. Showdown, Voltage, two powerful brands run by figureheads who trip over themselves as they mismanaged talent all over. They have set their eyes on us On Dynasty because of me sending warning shots go their elitist weeks ago. I took out Korey Gaines and started all of this chaos that has ensued. I can’t say this was my intentions but I can’t deny how excited I am for the opportunity raised by all this. That said…
(Eric looks around at the elitist in attendance.)
Eric Havoc: This goes down officially at Territorial Invasion! The T.R.U.E. initiative
Tara Celeci: That’s all you guys!
Eric Havoc: You will be led to a war by me, The One…as we face true Voltage and Showdown talent in a five on five match! One that will showcase all our true Dynasty talent as we challenge the elitist from the two other brands in combat. Yea, it will be incredible for all involved! On the opposition we have Lance Blackfyre from Showdown, Korey Gaines from Voltage, and a few others mixed in from both sides as my TRUE INITIATIVE subordinates
Helena Merriman: We are not your subordinates!
Justin Windgate: Yeah, and why are you dressed up like a homeless Nick Fury?!
Tara Celeci: RESPECT HIS AUTHORITY!
Eric Havoc: Don’t mind my costume, I did it as a visual aid to motivate you all to give everything you have to this noble goal of ours.
Provençal: And What is that noble goal for us at Territorial Invasion, Havoc?
Eric Havoc: Simple. This started with StarrStan overlooking me and my talents. Not giving such True Dynasty talents like Mike Gambino or Ronan Malosi world title shots despite me believing they deserved them!
Mike Gambino: Shit, I don’t even agree with that but alright.
Eric Havoc: I have garnered the attention of Ryan Adams and even the man challenging Ryan for his Answers World Championship. I have shaken this entire company at its core and have made StarrStan’s life a living hell!
Helena Merriman: There is a lot of “I did this” going on with your rhetoric. Maybe you should stop focusing on yourself and show some more respect to us since we all are fighting alongside you at Territorial Invasion.
Eric Havoc: Speaking of alongside me, where is Ronan?
(Suddenly, we see security brush pass all of them and head off into the distance as Eric and Tara immediately sprint to follow them.)
Helena Merrimab: What the hell?
Mike Gambino: What in the world?
(All of the elitist sitting hop up and follow Havoc and Tara as the camera man does as well. We see in the distance two men stomping and pummeling one man. As everyone gets closer, it’s clear what’s going on. Viktor Stone, Santo Muerte, and Korey Gaines have made their way to Dynasty and are stomping out Ronan Malosi before fleeing as soon as security and the Dynasty Stars arrive. Helena, Justin, and the security team keep chase as Provençal, Mike, Eric, and Tara check in Ronan who is bleeding from his mouth and clutching his ribs.)
Eric Havoc: Those scoundrels! They had to keep going! This is unacceptable! We are down a man now! I wanted Helena, Mike, Justin, and Ronan way me in this match! Who can we get to replace him!?!
Provençal: I mean, I’m right here.
Eric Havoc: Who? We need a true dynasty talent in order for us to survive.
Provençal: I’ll do it.
Eric Havoc: Grr…
Mike Gambino: …
Eric Havoc: …fine.
Provençal: SPLENDID! I shall be an invaluable member of this congregation and together we will vanquish our foes at Territorial Invasion!
Eric Havoc: …Ronan please be healthy by then…
(We watch as EMTS approach to assist Ronan as the scene transitions back to the commentators desk.)
Stew-O: Eric Havoc has lost one soldier in this war!
Flannery McCoy: Ronan Malosi was assaulted following his big win tonight against Lindsey Kingsley but ultimately faced an attack from the non dynasty elitist!
Jake Mercer: Poor Ronan. All that effort since this season has started and he is left off Territorial Invasion!
(We exit this backstage segment and return to the ring as the show cuts to Stephie, who is ready to announce the competitors for the next match.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
(“Here We Go” by Sleep With Sirens begins to play and the crowd rises to their feet.)
Jake Mercer: MY HAIR TWIN!
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST… FROM VENICE, CALIFORNIA… WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS… JAKE SMITH!!!
Flannery McCoy: Oh man. If there’s one match I’ve been waiting for tonight, it’s this one! I can’t wait to see how The Roundtable fare against one another especially when each man has such a big match coming up at Territorial Invasion next weekend.
Stew-O: As everyone is well aware of by now, this match was set up by the World Heavyweight Champion, Impact, via the Gawd Contract, and ever since then the EAW Universe has been buzzing with anticipation.
(Jake Smith makes his way to the ring and slides inside. He looks focused tonight and there’s no arrogance on his face. The only thing he wants to do is win the match.)
(Jake gets set and his music fades out. It’s replaced by “Ready for War” by Adelitas Way.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT… BEING ACCOMPANIED TO THE RING BY JESSICA MILLER… FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK… WEIGHING IN AT 220 POUNDS… PLEASE WELCOME DRAKE KING!
(Drake and Jessica begin to make their way to the ring.)
Jake Mercer: You know the last time someone brought their sister to the ring, Charlie Marr ended up getting laid.
Flannery McCoy: :wow: Well that sexy bearded beauty isn’t on Dynasty and I’m not sure if Jessica Miller is really Charlie’s type…
Jake Mercer: Good thing I like the butch look :mjlit:
(Luckily Drake and Jessica can’t hear the commentary and Drake slides into the ring to get set for the match.)
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(Nearly identical weary looks cross the faces of Drake and Jake as the referee steps back. The two partners almost seem unsure of what to do and they slowly start to circle one another.)
Flannery McCoy: Despite saying they would be ready for one another, both members of The Roundtable seem hesitant to make the first move.
Stew-O: Tag team partners facing one another is not a new concept here in EAW, however it’s always interesting to see how they each approach the match. When Sienna Jade and Kassidy Heart faced one another in the Empress of Elite semifinals, Sienna was by far the aggressor in the match. She put all personal feelings aside and took it to Kassidy Heart before eventually falling to Kass in the end.
Flannery McCoy: And if my memory serves me correctly, the High Rollerz were forced to face one another as well and they ended up making a mockery of the match.
Jake Mercer: Well all I have to say is that I just want this match to be over with as quickly as possible. Best friends should not fight!
(On that note, Drake and Jake finally, and reluctantly lock up.)
Flannery McCoy: As these two partners jockey back and forth for positioning, I have to say there’s no real clear advantage between the two. Drake outweighs Jake by a total of ten pounds, and that’s not enough to really say he has the strength advantage.
Stew-O: Jake is the one who ends up muscling Drake into the corner! Jake with a chop to the chest and another! Drake fires back with a chop of his own! That forces Jake back and Drake is able to push himself out of the corner and catch his partner with another chop! Jake fires back! Drake! CHOPS ALL AROUND! JAKE! DRAKE! JAKE! DRAKE! JAKE! JAKE! JAKE! JAKE GOES FOR ANOTHER CHOP BUT DRAKE RAKES HIM ACROSS THE FACE AND TAKES HIM DOWN WITH A CLOTHESLINE!
Flannery McCoy: Both men want to win this match and gain some much needed momentum for their respective Territorial Invasion matches, and I know Drake wants to show Impact that the use of the Gawd contract has no effect on him.
Jake Mercer: Drake drops down to make a cover, but Jake is already kicking out. Drake grabs his BFFL up by the hair and looks to whip him across the ring! Jake plants his feet, fends off Drake, and swings with a right hand!
Flannery McCoy: Drake ducks and drops down, grabbing Jake by the leg and wrestling him down to the mat! Drake looking for a kneebar but Jake is quickly over on his back and kicking Drake back. Jake capitalizes and grabs Drake in a modified version of a Boston crab, but look at Drake! Drake contorts his body and grabs Jake by the tights! He looks for a roll up, but Jake rolls through! Both men get to their feet and spring in the air! Double drop kick! Both are down!
(After a moment, Jake and Drake both sit up, their eyes locked on one another. No words are spoken between the two of them, and both are slow to return to their feet.)
Stew-O: This crowd is quiet. They’re not really sure how to react to this match. Neither of these Elitists will ever win a popularity contest, but there’s no denying the talent both of them possess.
Flannery McCoy: Jake and Drake are circling one another once again, and it’s Jake who initiates the collar and elbow tie up! Jake manages to force Drake against the ropes, but Drake knees Jake in the gut! Drake wraps Jake in a headlock, but Jake is able to muscle him off and whips Drake in the corner! Jake charges forward but Drake leaps over him! Jake leaps onto the ropes and Drake scurries up after him! Drake with a waistlock but Jake elbows his way out of it! Drake drops to the mat and Jake climbs to the top! Jake hardly ever takes these kind of risks but he launches himself off! DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO THE GUT OF DRAKE KING! JAKE GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
Jake Mercer: KICK OUT BY THE KING!!
Flannery McCoy: Jake doesn’t even look surprised. He knows Drake is going to be tough to put away.
Stew-O: Jake stays on offense and is pummeling Drake with several right hands! He grabs Drake up and looks to hoist him up for a suplex, but Drake blocks and nails Jake in the gut! Jake lets go and Drake wraps his arm around Jake’s neck and attempts to spike him with a DDT! Jake is able to fight off Drake and tries for a step up enziguri! Drake ducks but that allows Jake to catch Drake with a drop toehold and he transitions into an armbar! Jake has an armbar latched in on Drake and Drake immediately starts flailing about!
Jake Mercer: Look at Drake’s in-ring awareness though! Drake is stretching for the ropes and manages to get his foot on the bottom rope! Drake has his foot on the ropes and the referee is explaining to Jake he has to let go of the armbar! Jake keeps holds on and the referee is forced to start the count!
Referee: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…
Jake Smith (Off Mic): Alright. Alright.
Flannery McCoy: Jake releases the armbar and Drake immediately rolls to the outside and drops to the ground.
Stew-O: I have to wonder if Drake anticipated Jake being so aggressive here tonight…
Flannery McCoy: Drake King is extremely smart. He absolutely planned for this. These two have a lot in common but their sheer will to win a match regardless of who the opponent is identical. That’s why they’ve been the two most successful members of The Roundtable.
Jake Mercer: The Second Best Hair in the business is now on the outside as well! Jake stalks towards Drake, who’s being checked on by Jessica. Jessica sees Jake walking towards them and she gets out of the way… BUT DRAKE JUMPS UP! SUPERKICK CONNECTS WITH JAKE!!!
Stew-O: DRAKE MIGHT HAVE BEEN PLAYING POSSUM THERE BUT NEVERTHELESS HE’S PUTTING THE BOOTS TO JAKE NOW!
Jake Mercer: :mjcry: That’s cold.
Flannery McCoy: He is favoring that arm but you don’t need an arm to stomp a mudhole in your opponent! Drake finally tires and jerks Jake up by the hair… AND HE THROWS HIM INTO THE BARRICADES! DRAKE WITH A RUNNING KNEE STRIKE RIGHT TO JAKE! IT CONNECTS WITH JAKE’S JAW AND DRAKE USES HIS GOOD ARM TO GRAB JAKE AND NAIL HIM WITH A RUNNING BULLDOG INTO THE GROUND!!! DRAKE GRABS JAKE AND THROWS HIM BACK INTO THE RING AND NOW HE IS FOLLOWING UP WITH A COVER!!!
Stew-O: JAKE KICKS OUT!!
Jake Mercer: Drake shakes his head because much like Jake knew earlier it wasn’t going to be easy to put Drake away, the King knows he isn’t going to put Jake away like that. Drake pulls Jake up, and Jake is able to shove Drake back! Drake shoves Jake! That seems to have gotten Jake right back in this match and the two are nose to nose!
Flannery McCoy: :lupe:
(The crowd starts screaming as Drake and Jake stare one another down. They’re still not speaking, but the respective looks in their eyes tell the whole story. Both of the little GOATs want to win the match, and right now their friendship, partnership, and the mutual respect they have for one another is now on the backburner.)
Stew-O: Drake and Jake lock up again and both are at a stalemate! Both drop to a knee, doing everything they can to move the other! They’re back up now and moving back and forth! Jake attempts to sling Drake into the corner, but Drake is the one who slams Jake into the turnbuckles! Neither want to break the hold and the referee is forced to get in between them! He manages to separate the two BUT JAKE JUST JAMMED HIS FINGER IN DRAKE’S EYE! DRAKE STUMBLES BACK AND JAKE SHOVES THE REFERE OUT OF THE WAY! JAKE GRABS DRAKE UP AND PLANTS HIM INTO THE MAT WITH THE PARALYZER! HUGE SPINEBUSTER! JAKE THROWS HIMSELF OVER DRAKE AND HOOKS THE LEG!
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE KICKS OUT!
Jake Mercer: Jake immediately pulls Drake right up and throws him into the ropes! Drake ducks the clothesline on the rebound, and looks to take down Jake, but Jake leaps on Drake and wraps him in a sleeper hold! Drake backs into the turnbuckles and slams Jake against the corner! He has to do it three times before he finally shakes Jakes off! Drake whirls around and nails Jake with a knee to the gut! Jake drops to his knees and Drake with a clubbing blow to the back! Drake pounds Jake into the mat and drops down, going for a cover!
Stew-O: Kick out but Jake, but looks to pull him up! Jake reaches up and catches Drake with a right hand to the jaw! Drake falls back and that allows Jake enough time to get back up! Jake with another right hand! And another! Jake with three more right hands in succession and he’s got Drake in the corner! Jake Smith is lighting up Drake King! Drake is trying to cover up and protect himself, but Jake isn’t letting up! The referee is letting them fight, and Jake pulls Drake out of the corner and lifts him in the air! TIGER DRIVER 91! JAKE DROPS DOWN AND GRABS DRAKE INTO A CROSSFACE!!!
Flannery McCoy: BUT THE RING POSITIONING! Drake forces himself to the ropes and Jake once again has to break a submission hold! Jake reluctantly lets go and there goes Drake! He pulls himself to the outside of the ring once again! Jessica rushes to her brother’s side, but Jake isn’t about to get duped again! Jessica quickly moves out of the way and Jake hits Drake with a big boot to the face! Jake grabs Drake and whips him into the steel ring steps! Drake slams shoulder first into the steps and with Territorial Invasion a week away, and Jake picking apart that arm of Drake’s… this is exactly what Impact had in mind.
Stew-O: Jakes grabs Drake and helps him into the ring, before crawling back inside and going for that armbar once again! Drake manages to roll out of the way and grabs onto the ropes, and the referee stops Jake from going after his partner!
Jake Mercer: This is honestly depressing.
Stew-O: Jake shoves the referee out of the way and lunges for Drake, but Drake moves and Jake crashes into the ropes! Drake forces himself back up and he grabs Jake, lifting him up, and he slams him torso first across the top rope! Drake maintains control and drops Jake across his knee with a brain buster! Jake is down and Drake hits him with a beautiful standing moonsault! Drake hooks the legs!
Flannery McCoy: KICKOUT!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE QUICKLY TRANSITIONS INTO A HEEL HOOK, BUT LOOK AT JAKE! JAKE BOOTS DRAKE IN THE KNEE AND DRAKE’S GRIP SLIPS! JAKE WITH ANOTHER KICK! AND ANOTHER! DRAKE LETS GO AND GRIPS HIS KNEE AND JAKE JERKS DRAKE DOWN! JAKE WITH A ROLL UP AND A HANDFUL OF TIGHTS!
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE KICKS OUT AND JAKE LOOKS SHOCKED! JAKE AND DRAKE ARE BOTH BACK UP AND IT’S DRAKE WHO MANAGES TO GRAB JAKE AND TAKE HIM DOWN WITH AN ARM DRAG! BOTH GET BACK UP AND IT’S ANOTHER ARM DRAG FROM DRAKE! JAKE SCRAMBLES BACKUP AND DRAKE GRABS HIM… STANDING SPANISH FLY! HOLY HECK! GREAT MOVE FROM DRAKE KING! DRAKE PULLS JAKE UP AND HE HITS HIM WITH KING’S WASTELAND! THE FALCON’S ARROW CONNECTS BUT DRAKE ISN’T READY TO GO FOR THE COVER! HE CLIMBS UP THE ROPES AND GETS HIMSELF IN POSITION FOR THE PHOENIX SPLASH!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE FLIES! PHOENIX SPLASH CO–
Flannery McCoy: NO! JAKE ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY AND DRAKE SLAMS INTO THE MAT! JAKE IS AT THE ROPES NOW AND HE IS PULLING HIMSELF UP! JAKE STAGGERS OVER TO DRAKE AND HE YANKS HIM UP! JAKE DRAGS DRAKE OVER TO THE CORNER AND HE PULLS HIM UP THE ROPES! JAKE GETS THEM BOTH SET… AND I THINK HE IS GOING TO TRY AND PUT DRAKE DOWN WITH ‘DESTROYA’!
Stew-O: HE DOES HIT! JAKE JUST PUT DOWN DRAKE! JAKE WITH THE COVER FOR HIS BIGGEST WIN TO DATE!
Jake Mercer: RING THE BELL! JAKE SMITH JUST WON!
(The referee goes to signal for the bell but the screaming of Jessica Miller at ringside gets his attention.)
Stew-O: DRAKE’S FOOT IS ON THE ROPES!
(The look on Jake’s face is of pure agony.)
Flannery McCoy: That is the third time in this match that Drake knew exactly where he was in the ring and you just can’t teach that kind of instinct! Drake literally has all the intangibles needed to be a world champion, and we could very well see that happen next weekend.
Stew-O: But right now, Jake Smith seems determined to put this match away. He lies in wait for Drake to get up and now he is rushing towards him! JAKE GRABS DRAKE! ‘BROKEN WI– NO!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE AVOIDS THE SNAP SWINGING NECKBREAKER AND PUSHES JAKE CHEST FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!! DRAKE RUNS FORWARD AND NAILS JAKE IN THE BACK OF THE NECK WITH A FOREARM! DRAKE WITH SEVERAL CLUBBING BLOWS TO THE BACK AND HE WRAPS HIS ARM AROUND JAKE’S NECK AND PLANTS HIM WITH A RESERVE NECKBREAKER!
Flannery McCoy: DRAKE TAKES A STEP BACK AND NOW HE IS THE ONE WHO’S IN CONTROL! HE IS WAITING FOR JAKE TO GET UP AND AS JAKE SLOWLY MAKES HIS WAY TO HIS KNEES, DRAKE RUNS TOWARDS HIM!
Stew-O: THE GUILLOTINE! SICK KICK CONNECTS!
Jake Mercer: DRAKE GRABS JAKE, PULLS HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING, AND MAKES THE COVER!
Flannery McCoy: :lupe:
Jake Mercer: :kellycry:
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(“Ready for War” by Adelitas Way begins to blast across the PA system.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… HERE IS YOUR WINNER… DRAKE KING!
(Drake slowly climbs to his feet and rips his hand away as the referee tries to raise it. Jessica has gotten into the ring, but her brother is in no mood to celebrate. The referee backs away, and Drake drops down, waiting for Jake to sit up.)
(A few more seconds pass, and finally Jake sits up. He’s full of disappointment, and it’s written on his face. He takes a few seconds to himself, hands covering his face, before he finally looks over at Drake. Drake lets out a sigh, and shrugs, almost as if to say ‘I’m sorry’, and it’s Drake who extends his hand. Jake stares at it for just a second before he takes it, and Drake pulls Jake to his feet. The two embrace in a bro hug, and the crowd actually cheers knowing they just saw an incredibly hard fought match between two best friends and tag team partners.)
Flannery McCoy: Drake King with a huge win tonight, and it seems like this story is going to have a happy ending tonight.
Jake Mercer: Whatever Impact was hoping to accomplish by making this match seems to have been thwarted by both members of The Roundtable. They both went for the win, and pushed their partnership to the side, and tonight it was Drake King who walks away the victor.
Stew-O: It’s only a matter of time before Jake breaks out though. He’s such a star, and the guy has charisma and passion for this sport in spades. His time is coming, I know it is. I’ve been around this business for many years and believe me, Jake Smith is going to be a champion sooner rather than later.
(Jake and Drake both nod at one another before making their way out of the ring and heading up the ramp with Jessica. Dynasty fades to commercial break.)
(We are shown inside the ring as all attention has been brought to it and everyone awaits the next moment of the show. Suddenly, “Stitch” by Wage War blasts as all the Louisville fans rise quickly to their feet as out steps National Elite Champion Jack Ripley.)
Stew-O: Our National Elite champion was riding high after an impressive title defense last month. Jack Ripley defeated Jake Smith in one of the best National Elite title matches I’ve seen in some time and followed it up with shutting down the momentum of Provençal after his “Winner Takes All” win at Operation: Doomsday. Jack had been steady as one of the faces of Dynasty and a clearly dominant champion until he was attacked by Lethal Consequences week’s ago.
Jake Mercer: Yeah, ever since then, Lethal Consequences has been making it his mission to get inside the head of Ripley. He even went as far as to accuse Ripley of adultery after we witness Jack get a kiss on the cheek from the most valuable Milf Lindsey Kingsley.
Flannery McCoy: LC took it further when he claimed he had a raunchey sex tape involving Ripley and Kingsley and vowed to expose Ripley to his wife. When it was time to show and prove, it looked like LC managed to trick poor Lindsey into a hotel room she thought was for Jack and she was blindfolded and made to do any and everything LC May have wanted her to do.
Jake Mercer: Keep in mind! LC was claiming to be Jack Ripley the entire time and the video cut right before we saw what LC says would have been “full penetration”. His words, not mine.
(Ripley rolls under the bottom rope and gets up before calling for a microphone and receiving one from Stephie Love.)
Jack Ripley: That bastard. That stupid, creepy, FL Studio torrenting bastard! You pushed it too far, LC. You pushed me too damn far. You have some nerve putting not just me but my wife through what you did the past two weeks. You and that slut Lindsey Kingsley got me getting calls on my behavior on the road by not just my wife but friends and family. You embarrassed me but most importantly, you disrespected the love of my life. You are a coward, a man whore, and a yellow belly pussy and I know you got your wish and got your chance at yet another championship belt at Territorial Invasion and that’s fine with me. I’m fine defending this National Elite title against you. I know what I’m capable of. I know what level I can take my talents. I’m never the one to come or here and back down from a fight. When Jake Smith came walking this path, I kicked his ass backwards and sent him off to adventure yonder. I shot his hopes and dreams of finally being able to consider himself a champion and I felt damn good about myself right after. But this? This is bigger than just The National Elite title. Yeah, this is nothing but hatred now. You crossed a line many don’t cross back over. You went and saw how Impact got inside your head and fucked with you last week and you think that is what will get you past me?
Jack Ripley: You are as stupid as you are ugly if you expect anything other than me gunning you down like the piece of shit, mouth breathing, knuckle dragging degenerate that we all see you for being. I have no problem defending this belt against you at Territorial Invasion but tonight…tonight I want a fight!
Crowd: RIP-LEY!!! RIP-LEY!! RIP-LEY!!!
Jack Ripley: You think you’re so damn tough with your cheap shots and your soft core porn. Come show me how tough you are right here, right no-
(Ripley is cut off as “Bad Decisions (mashup)” by Ariana Grande and Demi Lovato blasts to everyone’s surprise. Out steps the sensational 40 year old rookie that has made all the teenage boys and grown men fall head over heels as Lindsey Kingsley appears on stage. Her face is filled with sorrow as Jack stands in the ring confused as can be.)
Lindsey Kingsley: Jack…
Jack Ripley: …
Lindsey Kingsley: Jack…please. I didn’t mean for all of this to happen how it did. I truly didn’t!
Jack Ripley: What the hell do you want? Huh? You homewrecking skank?
Lindsey Kingsley: Please…listen to me! I didn’t mean for things to get carried away how they did! I promise!
Jack Ripley: You can save the crocodile tears you harlot! I’m done ever mentioning or thinking about you in any shape or fashion. You may play dumb for all these people but you are just a pawn in LC’s game to throw me off my senses and have me off my rhythm going into this title match.
Lindsey Kingsley: I am not apart of some creepy plan by Lethal Consequences. I swear to you! Please, let me explain everything!
Jack Ripley: …what, what can you possibly say to make this not seem like a big ruse planned by Lethal Consequences?!
Lindsey Kingsley: Simple…I knew that was you in that room with me.
Stew-O: Woah! She knew?
Lindsey Kingsley: At least, once he got close and started touching me. You see, everybody assumes you were the one that cut the feed last week. But it wasn’t you. It was me! I was embarrassed as anyone would be to think they were going to have a night with The National Elite champion only to realize that you were in a room with that creepy, dead eye having fellow known as Lethal Consequences. As soon as he got close I smelled cheap cigarettes and axe body spray. I just knew that wasn’t you! I snatched the blindfold off, screamed with terror, and got out of there so quickly. I debated calling the police but LC kept saying it was a harmless wrestling prank and that me being a rookie had to accept what they call ribbing or else I would be seen as a snitch. Lethal never had sex with me that night. Ripley has been innocent of everything he claimed to have happened and I’m sad not just for myself being apart of this but what your poor wife must be going through right now!
Jack Ripley:…You can’t fathom the pain she has been under because of this foolish shit.
Lindsey Kingsley: I know. That’s why, this week, I couldn’t even perform properly. My loss to Ronan tonight…my mind wasn’t prepared to be out here in front of these people and their judging eyes and assumptions. You said it earlier, people think I’m a whore now! Worst of all, I didn’t learn until after all of this that you were even married. It hurts my heart to have put you and your family and fans through all this. And for what? So Lethal can have a shot at the National Elite title? We all know he can’t beat you fair and square and now…I want to get revenge too!
(Lindsey pauses as a look of determination grew on her face.)
Lindsey Kingsley: So, I will not be competing st a match at Territorial Invasion…however! I will be the special guest referee for the match between Jack Ripley and Lethal Consequences!
Flannery McCoy: ANOTHER SPECIAL REFEREE MATCH FOR LC?!
Lindsey Kingsley: LC lied and claimed you screwed me that night. LC played footage making it seem like he screwed me in that room that night. At Territorial Invasion, it’s my time to screw him!
Flannery McCoy: POWERFUL WORDS FROM W POWERFUL WOMAN! STAND YOUR GROUND AND SPEAK YOUR TRUTH QUEEN!
Jake Mercer: LC might be in more trouble now then he was when he had HRDO as the special referee last month! Hell hath fury like a woman scorned and the MVM seems like she’s ready to ride with Jack Ripley against LC at Territorial Invasion.
Stew-O: At least HRDO tried to be impartial. Looks like Lindsey has found a way to screw LC without screwing him after all! This has to be good news to The Shooter!
Flannery McCoy: Probably even better news for his wife!
(The scene fades to a brief commercial break. We see an advertisement for a new TV reality show called “VH1’s Wrestler Wives” as we see Sienna Jade in the video briefly among a few lesser known wives and girlfriends of former and current elitists. We return from the break and see the live crowd briefly. The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for.
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Stephie Love: ONE FALL!!!
(“Can I Live” by Jay-Z hits to enragement from the crowd. Impact struts out onto the stage as the white lights blind the entire crowd who would dare to look upon the whitest of mambas.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first from Seattle, Washington weighing on at 240 pounds he is the “Most Watched Champion in History” IMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPACT!!!!
(Impact makes his way down to the ring holding his World Heavyweight Championship in the air ignoring the protests from the crowd.)
Jake Mercer: HERE HE COMES THE FIVE HUNDRED TIME WORLD CHAMPION!!!
Flannery McCoy: Wha- 500? This may be your most outlandish claim yet!
Jake Mercer: Nah you see for every reign he has had in EAW he has won dozens more around the globe! You just haven’t heard about them!
Stew-O: My mind is blown.
Jake Mercer: Educate yourself.
(“Bolt thrower” by Mercenary hits to boos from the crowd as Mike Gambino comes out to the ring.)
Stephie Love: And his opponent from Brooklyn, New York weighing in at 236 pounds he is “The Mercenary” MICHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEL R. GAMBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINOOOOO!!!!!
(Michael R. Gambino comes out to the ring with an extravagant robed entrance as he looks ready for the fight of his life.)
Stephie Love: At this time I would like to inform you all that this is a NON-TITLE MATCH!
Mike Gambino: Are you serious?!?!? FUCK!
(Mike Gambino is shown flipping a table at ringside and attempting to steal the World Heavyweight Championship but is quickly stopped by security.)
Flannery McCoy: Well it seems that Mike Gambino thought this was a World Title Match. I have no idea why he thought that.
Jake Mercer: When you are a true competitor you must pretend that every match is a World Title Match. It is the only way!
Stew-O: Well at least he is prepared for the fight of his life. That makes thi-
(Impact charges in with a low blow and then orders the referee to ring the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Jake Mercer: OH SHIT! IMPACT WITH A RUNNING PUNT KICK RIGHT TO THE BALLS OF GAMBINO! DOWN GOES GAMBINO! THE COVER!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO! THE KICKOUT!
Jake Mercer: Damn I thought that was it. Impact hit Gambino right in his weak spot!
Stew-O: I think that is every man’s weak spot Jake.
Jake Mercer: I’m not so sure about that.
Flannery McCoy: Impact pulls Gambino right back up as they grapple in the ring. But Impact shoves Gambino hard back into the corner. But he’s not done!
Impact: Huh? You want a fight with the champ you little punk?
Stew-O: A hard slap by Impact right into the face of Gambino! And Gambino is enraged! He fires back hammering Impact with hard forearm shots to the face! Impact reels back in shock at the sheer audacity of this man Mike Gambino! Impact tries to cover his face… NO! A hard kick to the gut by Impact as Gambino misses his latest shot. He trips falling forward and Impact drives his knee right into the back of Gambino’s neck. Impact wipes his boots on the back of Gambino as he struts around the ring arrogantly.
Impact: Oh you gonna cry now huh? You think you can hang with the champ?
Flannery McCoy: Mike Gambino grabs the boot of Impact trying to trip him but Impact just stomps down hard on his hand. Gambino rolls away quickly shaking off the pain in his hand as he pulls himself up in the corner. Impact taking a stance now as Gambino comes forward to lock up. Gambino realizing how important this match is to his career. And how dangerous his opponent is! One mistake can cost him this huge opportunity!
Jake Mercer: They lock up… and Impact immediately shoves Gambino back again! This time Gambino bounces off the ropes… and Impact grabs him by the hair yanking him around and wrapping his arms around the neck! Headlock is applied! Gambino fading as he falls down to his knees. Impact yelling at the referee to end the match.
Impact: CHECK HIM!
Stew-O: The referee raises the arm of Mike Gambino… but the arm stays up! The will to fight on from Mike Gambino here tonight! Hard elbow shot to the gut of Impact as they both back up against the ropes! The referee ordering Impact to release the hold quickly! Impact releases the hold right before five to avoid disqualification.
Jake Mercer: You can’t disqualify him! You can’t disqualify NiNe ReIgNz!!!
Flannery McCoy: Mike Gambino is up and he is pissed! He slaps Impact hard across the face! It connects square in the jaw! Impact sent reeling back as Gambino tackles him! Gambino grabbing Impact’s legs taking him down as he repositions himself into grabbing the arm of Impact and locking in a Cross Armbreaker! But Impact the ring veteran knows his position and is able to immediately grab the ropes! But Gambino just wrenches the arm back even harder before breaking the hold! And possibly Impact’s arm!
Stew-O: I didn’t hear a crack. He should be good. However, he is holding his arm as he returns to his feet. Clearly some damage was done and he looked offended that Mike Gambino was even able to touch him like that! Impact swings with a hard right hand! But Gambino dodges! A shot of his own! Impact ducks that too! Impact dodges behind… GERMAN SUPLEX ON GAMBINO!!! The cover!!!
Jake Mercer: Kickout! Gambino hanging on! Gambino tries to roll to the outside to catch his breath but Impact stops him from rolling. Impact grabs the legs of Gambino and drives a hard forearm into the back of his heels. Impact trying to limit the movement of his opponent and prevent any escape! And now Impact with a barrage of shots to the back of Gambino’s neck! Gambino tries to roll the other way but Impact with a hard kick to the gut sending Gambino into the air across the ring! Gambino lying prone in the ring… Impact leaps off the middle rope… FLIGHT SIGHTS CONNECTS!!! Impact crashing down upon Gambino! The cover!!!
Flannery McCoy: Mike Gambino kicks out yet again! He really wants this match!
Stew-O: It might be smart if he just takes the L at this point. But you have to imagine the longer he lasts the higher his cred backstage will grow!
Impact: I don’t have time to waste with you! Just give up already!
Flannery McCoy: Another hard punt kick to Mike Gambino as he flips over onto his back. Impact with an arrogant smirk on his face as he stomps hard on the back of Gambino. Impact grabs the legs of Gambino as he climbs up onto his opponent…
Jake Mercer: THE WALLS OF IMPACT! THEY ARE LOCKED IN TIGHT! THERE IS NO ESCAPE!!!
Impact: GIVE UP! COME ON TAP!!!
Mike Gambino: …
Stew-O: Gambino refusing to give up! He is crawling! Making it across the ring! He reaches out!!! CAN HE GET TO THE ROPES!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO! He missed the bottom rope! Impact drags Gambino back across the ring to the center! He refuses to let him escape!
Jake Mercer: There is no hope at all! Gambino is fading! He is realizing he may have no choice but to tap! But he refuses to do so! Gambino lying motionless in the ring! The referee checking on him…
Stew-O: But Gambino with a second wind! He is back up and crawling towards the ropes!!! He has almost made it! YES! HE GOT A FINGER ON THE ROPES!!!
Flannery McCoy: NO! Impact drags Mike Gambino back into the center of the ring once again! He was so close but he only touched the rope for a second there! There is nothing the referee can do!
Jake Mercer: Impact leans back even farther into the Walls!!!
Stew-O: AND MIKE GAMBINO TAPS OUT! IT’S OVER!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner the World Heavyweight Champion… IMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPACTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!
(“Can I Live” by Jay Z hits as Impact releases the Walls of Impact and is presented with his championship. The crowd boos as Impact smirks down at his defeated opponent and insults him with various names drowned out by his music unless you are able to lip read.)
Flannery McCoy: Well credit where credit is due for Mike Gambino to put this kind of effort up against the top man on Dynasty. With enough practice and honing his skills that level of courage is going to make him a force to be reckoned with someday in this business!
Jake Mercer: But that is not this day! The only man worth watching is Impact! The most watched champion ever!!!
Stew-O: Good work by Impact here tonight reminding everyone why he is the best at what he does even up against this hungry challenger. I don’t think that this loss will hurt his career at all if anything it will give him more motivation to recognize the challenges ahead as he continues to work hard and progress in his career. As for Impact he has yet another hungry young challenger ahead of him in Drake King! Will he be as successful as he was tonight? Find out at Territorial Invasion!
(The camera cuts to a lengthy montage of Drake King politely yelling at random homeless people on the street. It ends with Jake Smith eating a Snickers and shaking his head at his around Table partner’s crankiness.)
(We return backstage as we see Darcy May Morgan, Remi Skyfire, and Osamu standing in front of a chalkboard with various messages and what appears to be game plans scribbled all over it.)
Osamu Arcichida: So, once we manage to eliminate the remaining components of the quantified and quantitatively robust factors, I see us winning this match with no effort whatsoever! Just have to follow this simple to remember game plan and we will be in the clear!
Darcy May Morgan: So…Hey, I got a question.
Osamu Archicida: Ask away Dropkick darling
Darcy May Morgan: Alright…first off, don’t call me that. I know we all won at Operational: Doomsday against Fatal Destiny but to be real, Remi and I didn’t need you then. Secondly, and most importantly. What the hell does any of this have to do with Divide and Conquer?!
Remi Skyfire: Yeah, Darcy has a point with her beautiful mouth and more beautiful brain.
Darcy May Morgan: Um, yeah. You just wrote a bunch of goofy lines and fractions on the board and said a bunch of big words. None of this means anything.
Remi Skyfire: I swear to god, I see a Zapdos and Articuno on that board.
Darcy May Morgan: Shit, I’m pretty sure that bottom half is just the motion offense the 2014 San Antonio Spurs used to beat Lebron James and The Miami Heat.
Remi Skyfire: Woah, you watch basketball?
Darcy May Morgan: Nope, I just see that he wrote all of that underneath all of those dots with jersey numbers above their “heads”, it’s absurd.
Remi Skyfire: Matter of fact…did he write “DMM and RSky noods” in Arabic in the corner? This guy is full of it!
Osamu Archicida: Ok! Everybody calm down! Look! I can make this more simple for you simpletons but you gotta shut those Viking mouths and listen up.
Darcy May Morgan: It’s the Valkyrie, man!
Remi Skyfire: Or the two members of the team that actual did something at Operation: Doomsday!
Osamu Archicida: ENOUGH! Do you want to know how I have found the fundamental way to ensure Dynasty wins this Divide and Conquer match?
Remi Skyfire: Fine.
Darcy May Morgan: Go ahead, Osama Bin Asian.
Osamu Archicida: Damn…I see why you two were so close to that nazi.
Remi Skyfire: C’MON WITH IT FUCKER!
Osamu Archicida: Ok! Listen. So…our match isn’t like any other multiperson match on this show. It’s a special stipulation for this year’s match. It will actually be a seven man team vs a seven woman team competing this year.
Remi Skyfire: So our brand allegiance doesn’t even matter?
Osamu Archicida: Precisely! So, the seven men and women go at it! All 14 elitist fight until only one team remains and whoever is left be it all males, all females, or one male and female left…go all out at it to decide the official winner.
Darcy May Morgan: I see. The winner gets a prize clearly, right?
Osamu Archicida: Exactly! See! You two are getting it. The winner gets a prize, yes. The soul survivor challenges for a title shot at EAW’s Battle of Egypt show a few weeks after!
Remi Skyfire: So, hypothetically…Darcy and me along with the other girls on our team could decimate you all one by one and then fight it out with the other girls until her and I are left standing? I mean, it’s obvious to me and Darcy are on the same side, we can’t lose!
Darcy May Morgan: Undefeated! Check the scoreboard, ha!
Osamu Archicida: I mean, that sounds good until it’s just you two left…and only one can win.
(Both Darcy and Remi give a chuckle as they laugh at Osamu’s comment.)
Remi Skyfire: You think we can’t handle a one on one?! We are unstoppable together and I’d rather she gets a title shot over any of you little dick dumbos!
Darcy May Morgan: Yeah! Remi deserves a shot almost as much as me.
Osamu Archimedes: “Almost”?!
Darcy May Morgan: Uh, I clearly mean
Remi Skyfire: You don’t have to explain anything to this wannabe composer. Shouldn’t you be jerking it to Mozart or something? You aren’t going to pull an Impact and cause a rift with us like he tried to do with The Round Table. We see nothing but a win for The Valkyrie at Territorial Invasion!
Osamu Archicida: You say that now…but we will see what happens when shit gets real for you two! I’ll be the one with the game plan and foolproof strategy that will be standing tall after it’s all said and done. I promise you two this!
(Osamu winks at the pair and leaves the scene as The Valkyrie give each other competitive glances and begin sizing each other op before an uncomfortable laugh escapes both their mouths.)
Stew-O: I expect big things from these three and Jake Smith as they all enter that hellacious Divide and Conquer match up at Territorial Invasion!
Jake Mercer: I can see The Valkyrie with a sweep of every man and female involved!
Flannery McCoy: What about after it’s all said and done and they are the last two left? Osamu has a point! Teamwork is half the battle, the other half is everybody for themselves!
(We transition from backstage back to the ring as Stephie Love can been seen ready to speak.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is set for one fall and is for the Specialist Championship!
(‘One Woman Army’ by Porcelain Black hits as Helena Merriman makes her way through the curtain.)
Stew-O: Helena is making her way to the ring, approaching this match just like it was any other match, could that hurt her?
Flannery McCoy: I certainly think it could, yes, I understand her ideas that it’s mind over matter but I can promise you that Andrea Valentine is going to be on fire tonight, if Helena hopes to take the Specialist title she’s going to have to match that intensity!
Stephie Love: introducing the challenger, from Venice Beach, California, the One Woman Army…Helena Merriman!
(‘Roll With Me’ by Charli XCX blasts out the speakers as Andrea Valentine sprints onto the stage wearing a dazzling smile and the Specialist title around her face. The crowd erupts in cheers as The Heart of EAW makes her way to the ring.)
Flannery McCoy: One of a very select group of women to hold the Specialist title more than once, Andrea is someone the entire EAW universe can look up to. I can tell you first hand this woman will bring her all to the ring and leave every bit out there if that’s what it takes!
Stephie Love: Introducing next, from Orlando, Florida, she is the REIGNING, DEFENDING EAW Specialist Champion…Aaaaaaaannnnnnddddrrrreeeeaaaa Vvaaaaaaallllleeeennnnttttiiinnnnneeeee!!!!
(Andrea holds the Specialist title high before handing it to the official.)
(DING DING DING!)
Stew-O: Andrea and Helena circle the ring, neither looking to make the first move, but look out! Andrea shoots in and grabs the leg of Helena who moves quickly to stuff the takedown and just escapes the champions grasp. Helena’s calmness of mind might be a bigger advantage than originally thought, keeping level headed will be important!
Flannery McCoy: That might be true, look out though! Helena charges forward and does her best to power Andrea back into the corner, Valentine fights back, but it’s not enough! Helena has her in the corner! Backhand chop from the One Woman Army leaves a red welt on The chest of the Champion who is gritting through clenched teeth. Helena pulls back for another blow but Andrea is ready and counters, positioning Merriman in the corner!
Jake Mercer: Andrea with a chop of her own! Will you look at that!? Andrea left knuckle marks with the Serena Williams like back hands! She follows this up with a knee to the midsection that doubles Helena forward…bulldog! Big bulldog from Andrea, driving Helena into the canvas!
Stew-O: Andrea taking control of the match now as she pulls Merriman to her feet and hooks her in for a snap suplex, but wait! Andrea holds the move and rolls both her and Helena to their feet! Valentine going for another duplex but Helena counters with a knee to the head, cracking the champion in the crown of the head.
Jake Mercer: Andrea releases the hold as Helena puts some distance between the two.
Stew-O: She hits the ropes and rushes forward delivering an expertly places drop kick right to the jaw!
Flannery McCoy: Andrea is down and Helena moves forward, pushing the champion as Merriman mounts Andrea and drives her fist like a piston down onto Andrea. The champion is covering up the best she can, but Helena is relentlessly attacking, transitioning from top mount to a side headlock that her long frame grants her a massive amount of leverage on.
Jake Mercer: Andrea struggles towards the ropes and it looks like she’s going to get the break, but she’s expended a ton of energy there! Will you look at this? Helena is giving Andrea a moment to catch her breath! What sportsmanship from Merriman!
Stew-o: It might be classy, but it’s going to cost her! Andrea is a very dangerous opponent and Helena is about to find out the hard way. Valentine comes off the ropes and nails a running head scissors on the taller woman, sending her sprawling to the mat. Helena is trying to stand but Andrea once again hits the ropes…thez press! Andrea raining down shots!
Flannery McCoy: Andrea has a wild look in her eyes as she stands and seems to be almost stalking Helena…XOXO!…NO! Helena caught a Andrea as she’s was going for the inverted face stomp and dropped her right on her head with a brutal looking powerbomb! Merriman completely caught The Champion off guard with her power! Helena moves quickly and pulls Andrea to her feet only to floor her once again with a standing short arm clothesline. Helena takes to the top rope, she needs to be careful here…leaping leg lariat! Andrea is down!
Jake Mercer: The Champion is in trouble here! Helena goes for the pin!
Referee: One! Two!
Jake Mercer: Kick Out by Andrea, she’s not quite done yet! Merriman pulls Andrea up but the Champion reverses and sends Helena to the ropes! Andrea hits the perpendicular set of ropes…she catches Helena with a bulldog, and lightning quick, Andrea is back to her feet! She’s building momentum here! Andrea back to the ropes and comes back with a big running blockbuster!
Crowd: AN-DR-EA! AN-DR-EA! AN-DR-EA!
Crowd: HE-LE-NA!! HE-LE-NA!! HE-LE-NA!!!
Stew-O: DUELING CHANTS FOR BOTH WOMEN AS THIS CHAMPIONSHIP BOUT CONTINUES!
Flannery McCoy: The crowd is firmly behind Andrea tonight but also showing support for Merriman in hopes she can bring the Specialist championship home to Dynasty!
Stew-O: Helena crawls her way to the corner, using the ropes to pull herself vertical, and Andrea charges forward, she turns a handspring, but look out! Helena caught her! Merriman has the Specialist Champion off her feet with a waist lock…big German duplex floors Andrea!
Stew-O: Andrea was nearly turned inside out there! Helena senses an opportunity and pulls Valentine to her feet, tucking her head as if she were going for an inverted ddt. She then climbs to the top turnbuckle, cranking andrea’s neck back sharply…Diamond Dust! The forward flipping stunner has Andrea laying with glazed over eyes! Helena climbs the ropes…BOMBS AWAY!!! Helena lands the moonsault! The referee is in position!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE!
Jake Mercer: Helena is taking it to the champ as this match continues to get heated!
Stew-O: Helena is fighting hard with this being her first shot at the Specialist title in her short but promising EAW career! Andrea has held this title for a very long time and has been the one anchoring this division even before Empire shut down.
Jake Mercer: Seeing how Helena handles the men on Dynasty, I can say without question she would have held her own on Empire back when it was up and running. RIP EMPIRE!
Stew-O: Helena watches Andrea stagger to her feet and keeps at it! SCHOOL BOY COVER!
Flannery McCoy:NO! Andrea kicked out at the last possible moment! Helena Merriman almost just became the Specialist Champion! The One Woman Army is undaunted though! She pulls Andrea to her feet….XOXO!
Stew-O: Andrea lands the inverted face stomp!
Jake Mercer: Both women are on their backs now, but Andrea, pulling from deep reservoirs pulls herself up using the ring ropes as Helena tries to gain her bearings. As she regains her own feet Andrea is setting her up…ATOMIC BLONDE!
Stew-O: Helena is taken down by the inverted Frankensteiner! Andrea makes the cover!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE!
(DING DING DING!)
Jake Mercer: Helena got her shoulder up just a second too late!
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner AND STILL Specialist Champion, AAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDRRRRRREEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAA VVVVVAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLEEEEEENNNNNNNTTTTTIIIIINNNNNNEEEEEE!!!
(As ‘Roll With Me’ plays as Valentine is up to her feet. Helena rolls to her knees, realizing how close she just was at defeating Valentine and taking her title but just didn’t get it up in time. Andrea takes the arm of Helena and raises it in a show of sportsmanship.)
Stew-O: The crowd is cheering both women after this excellent display of sportsmanship by Valentine right here.
Flannery McCoy: #queensonly lives tonight as the woman that is not only Specialist champion but also captain of Team Voltage came and defended her title ahead of her big match at Territorial Invasion!
Jake Mercer: Helena has a huge match herself being brought in to that Dynasty vs The World fight that Eric Havoc was the catalyst of!
(We watch as Andrea gives praise to Helena for her effort and skill as she places her belt on her own waist and exits the ring. A commercial for Territorial Invasion featuring shots of various Dynasty elitist is shown as we end it with the entire card being shown. The show returns as we are shown the backstage area as we see Michael Belfort standing next to a brick wall.)
Michael Belfort: Ladies and gentlemen, I am here with a very special guest tonight. Ahead of her match up with Miho-Li and her title defense at Territorial Invasion, allow me to introduce…KASSIDY HEART!
(Kassidy Heart is revealed. She is wearing her ring gear with her hoody on and her belt on her shoulder as the crowd chimes in with mainly boos with a few cheers sprinkled on for good measure.)
Michael Belfort: Kassidy, you have stated that you feel overlooked and under appreciated despite being the undisputed Universal Women’s champion. What can you say to expand on that feeling?
Kassidy Heart: Is there anything else that needs to be said? I said what I said and nothing changed. People still prop up other elitist over the one that has proven time and time again who the best is. Imagine being so good at your job like I am and nobody gives you your just due. Then, add that your peers and coworkers find a way to disrespect and discredit your very existence and top everything off with the deranged and brutal conditions I was trained upon to even be allowed in this sport. I had no choice but to adapt. I snapped but I felt better after snapping then I’ve felt about anything I’ve ever done. You go from being ignored to being feared and I’m way more comfortable being feared then being considered a damsel in distress like few thought of me as previously.
Michael Belfort: Far from a damsel in distress. Your brutal matches with Lethal Consequences and Serena Bennett have been dubbed some of the more unconventional and uncomfortable matches by fans and analysts alike. What do you say to those who believe this?
Kassidy Heart: I feel good about that, Michael. I want each and everyone that steps in the ring with me to be uncomfortable. I want that sense of nervousness running down the back of their necks when that bell rings. People have to understand that I do not care about their safety when it’s time to put up or shut up. The demonic and negative feelings I have had locked away have surfaced and the Mauler isn’t going away anytime soon. On the contrary, people need to always be on their square and be prepared for any and everything I can and will do to them in that ring.
Michael Belfort: Speaking of that, what made you bite LC in the ear last week? Did you know you were gonna do that heading in to the right?
Kassidy Heart: Did Mike Tyson know he was going to bite Holyfield’s ear when he did it? Do you know what I feel like doing to you right now for asking such a stupid question?
Michael Belfort: Um, I
Kassidy Heart: Relax. Calm down. You aren’t in my way so you don’t have to worry about getting touched up or hurt back here, it’s ok. As for those Fatal Destiny girls, namely Miho…that little girl has a mouth on her right?
Michael Belfort: She is young and wants to make a statement with an upset win over you. Plus with Karina and Ricky in her corner, it’s hard to argue the deck stacked against you tonight.
Kassidy Heart: The second I get my bare hands on her, there won’t be enough of Miho left for the world to get to know. And that’s the way it has to be. I have to constantly stay on top of things and put these inferiors in their place. It’s not okay for any of them to walk around and act as if they’re on my level. I’ve learned the hard way that you have to kill or be killed, and Miho Li can’t fuck with me. I remember when I was 18, at the genesis of my career. I had already been working as a valet for my ex at the time, but getting inside the ring and competing is where I decided my heart was. Things didn’t go well for me starting out. I was relentlessly tormented and treated like a common piece of street trash, and shown absolutely no respect.
Kassidy Heart: People got their hits in on me, and did everything they could to keep me on the ground and at their mercy during training and in matches. Looking back it’s easy to tell that the more cowardly and gutless they were as human beings, the more they seemed to enjoy kicking me while I was down. They looked at me and saw my face, as perfect and as serene as it could be. They noticed I was the smallest person in the class, and assumed that because I was small, I was also weak. I was quiet. They assumed I was meek. What they didn’t realize at the time is every hit, cheap shot, unkind spoken word was motivating me. It was helping me learn. It was helping me grow. It was being used to toughen me up and groom me for this kind of life.
Kassidy Heart: …Why do I bring this up?
Kassidy Heart: It certainly isn’t to compare 18-year old Kassidy to 18-year old Miho. There is no fucking comparison. Plain and simple. Tonight, I show everyone this in that ring. I hope Cam is watching…if not she will be going in to Territorial Invasion blind.
(Kassidy adjusts her championship belt and heads out as Michael is left processing these words.)
Stew-O: Kassidy is clearly not going to take it easy in Miho-Li!
Flannery McCoy: Would you expect anything less from Kassidy Heart? People may be thrown off and scared of this Mauler persona but she is as competitive as anyone in all of EAW and has been a true champion since winning that title at Pain for Pride.
Jake Mercer: She better be careful. Since Celes Dumont was put on the shelf and Rick Vercetti came in to the picture, FD has been riding a wave of their own.
Flannery McCoy: A wave that may crash tonight against Kass.
Jake Mercer: Or maybe they ride on to Territorial Invasion and defeat Heavenly Hell for those tag team championships?
Stew-O: We will find out next!
(We watch as the show goes to commercial break featuring Black Sheep for purple mattresses. He’s clearly been sleeping and snoring since he disappeared but i guess he is back now.)
Stephie Love: Our next match is scheduled for
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Stephie Love: And is a singles match!
(“Legendary” by Skillet plays as out walks Miho-Li. Accompanied by Karina-Ann and Rick Vercetti, Miho poses on the stage to the boos of the crowd reacting to her.)
Stephie Love: Making her way to the ring accompanied by Karina-Ann and Rick Vercetti…hailing from Riverside, California…weighing 120 pounds…THE INVINCIBLE…MIHO-LI!!!!!!
Stew-O: One half of Fatal Destiny, Miho-Li has been the most consistent performers of this collective and has been the shining member of the group following Celes Dumont’s injury a month ago.
Jake Mercer: Miho with Rick Vercetti guiding her has been as good as anyone here in Dynasty and tonight is our little fortune cookie’s chance to shock the world!
(Miho rolls in the ring as her music keeps playing. As her music fades, all eyes are turned to the stage. “Put Em Up” by Lupe Fiasco hits, the crowd goes insane, and Kassidy Heart makes her entrance out to the ring dressed to compete with the Universal Women’s Championship around her waist. )
Stephie Love: And his opponent, from Melbourne, Australia, she is the EAW UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIOOOONNNNN!!!! “THE MAAAAAULER”, KASSIIIDDDYYYYYYYYYY HHEEEAAAAAAAAAAARTTT!!!!
(Kassidy flashes her red and gold attire while gesturing at her Championship belt. She cracks her knuckles and slowly made her way down the ramp.)
Stew-O: Set to defend her Universal Women’s Championship against Cameron Ella Ava, Kassidy Heart has been showcasing a truly brutal side of her as of late.
Flannery McCoy: The queen of Ultraviolence has taken her extreme persona to a darker and deeper level and last week was a showcase of that. If I was Cam, i would not expect a traditional one on one match with Kassidy Heart. If her match with Serena is any indication, everybody show be concerned at what things Kassidy Heart can and will do to not only remain champion but hurt anyone in her way.
(Kassidy walks past Ricky and Karina as they seemingly try to block her path. Kassidy side eyes both before sliding under the bottom rope and in to the ring. As Kassidy moves to get up…)
Flannery McCoy: MIHO ATTACKS KASSIDY! Miho is stomping on Kassidy as she slides in the ring!
Stew-O: Miho is not wasting anytime here! Kassidy rolls on the mat to avoid another stomp as Miho backs up and prepares herself. Kassidy pushes her self off the mat as Karina and Rick cheer from outside the ring and slap the mat excitedly! Kassidy looks over to them and back to Miho who is happy with her sneak attack. Kassidy is checked on by the referee before getting off the ground and staring down Li!
Stew-O: The referee has called for the bell as this match officially begins. Miho charges again at Kassidy but Kassidy side steps and HIP TOSS! Kassidy slams Miho in the ring but Li rolls back to her feet to minimally feel that damage. Kassidy readies herself as Miho turns and charged again. ROUNDHOUSE KICK- DUCKED BY HEART!
Flannery McCoy: Kassidy steadied herself as Miho keeps pushing forward. MUAY THAI KICK-NO! Kassidy blocks the next kick. Miho throws another kick-NO! She fakes a kick and Kassidy falls for it and ducks. Miho waits as Kass gets back up and KNIFE EDGE CHOP LIGHTS UP OUR CHAMPION!
Jake Mercer: Miho is being aggressive right now! Kassidy clutched her chest as Miho grabs the back of her head. EUROPEAN UPPERCUT TO KASSIDY AS MIHO IS ADVANCING AGAIN! Kass takes a few steps backwards as Miho angles her body against her. SUPERKICK TO KASSIDY’S CHEST DRIVES HER IN TO THE CORNER!
Stew-O: Miho is all over Kass as she approaches her in the corner. Forearm strikes target Kassidy’s collar bone as Miho is laying it all in. Kassidy clearly was caught off guard with Miho early and Li is not letting up one bit.
Flannery McCoy: Miho steps back and measures the distance. She turns to see Karina and Ricky coaching her from ringside. She turns back to Kassidy and charges. SPEAR TO THE GUT OF THE CHAMP AS HEART BENDS FORWARD AND IS WEDGED BETWEEN HER OPPONENT AND THE TURNBUCKLE!
Jake Mercer: Miho steps back and uses all her night to scoop Heart off her feet, she lifts her, and hooks her upside down in the corner in the TREE OF WOE!
Stew-O: This is getting dangerous for Kassidy. Heart is stuck with nowhere to go as Miho backs all the way to the opposite corner.
Rick Vercetti: STAY ON HER! NO ROOM FOR ERROR! DONT EVEN LET THAT BITCH BREATH, MIHO!
Flannery McCoy: Vercetti shouts from ringside as Karina slams the apron. Miho is ready and she charges at Kassidy…DROPKICK TO THE FACE CONNECTS TO KASSIDY IN THE TREE OF WOE! KASSIDY DROPS DOWN FROM THE CORNER AND ROLLS TOWARDS THE CENTER OF THE RING AS MIHO GOES FOR THE COVER!
Stew-O: Stern kick out by Kassidy as she lifts Miho off the ground and rolls away. Both women get to one knee as Miho looks right at Kassidy with fiery in her eyes. Kassidy looks over with an expression of pure anger as a cut can be seen on her right cheekbone. A small trickle of blood begins to roll down her face as she taps with with her index finger.
Flannery McCoy: A smirk appears on Kassidy face briefly as Miho’s smile turns to anguish now. Both women slowly get to their feet and square up in the center of the ring.
Jake Mercer: Miho said she was going to make Kass bleed and it looks like she’s done that right now as Kassidy almost seems impressed by Miho’s aggression. Miho charges!
Stew-O: ENZIGURI-NO! Miho throws the Enziguri but Kassidy ducks and allows Miho to swing around her head and awkwardly to her feet. Miho is now standing with Kassidy behind her as Kass goes on the offensive.
Flannery McCoy: SNAP GERMAN SUPLEX! Kassidy drops Miho on the back of her head as Rick and Karina cringe from ringside! Kassidy quickly gets to her feet as Miho rolls to her hands and knees as she tries to process what happened. Miho is on her hands and knees and looks up P.C.S. KICK! KASSIDY HITS A BRUTAL POST CONCUSSION SYNDROME HELLUVA KICK RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES OF MIHO LI AS MIHO FLIES BACKWARDS AND ON TO HER BACK!
Stew-O: Kassidy gets to her feet and stares down at Miho who is clearly out of it on her back.
Kassidy Heart: Get up…This is what the fuck you wanted, right? C’mon…you wanted this so get up and come get it. One drop of blood? Huh?
Jake Mercer: Kassidy is circling Miho and STOMP TO THE RIGHT ANKLE OF MIHO! Kass continues circling and STOMP TO MIHO’S RIGHT HAND AS MIHO SCREAMS IN PAIN! Kass continues circling…STOMP TO THE LEFT ANKLE! STOMP TO THE LEFT ARM! Kassidy stand standing over Miho’s head as she shakes her head and bends down to mock her some more…
Flannery McCoy: MIHO KICKS KASSIDY IN THE FACE FROM THE GROUND! Kassidy is stunned! Miho scrambles to her feet as Kassidy stumbles to the ring ropes. Miho charges…SPINNING HEEL KICK FROM KASSIDY DROPS MIHO LI RIGHT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!
Stew-O: Kassidy watches Miho slowly roll to her hands and knees as the determined young elitist keeps persistently fighting to stay in this. Kassidy watches and sees her opening. BICYCLE KICK TO THE TEMPLE ROCKS MIHO LI AS KARINA AND RICK COVER THEIR EYES!
Flannery McCoy: Miho’s now got a cut on the side of her cheek just like Kassidy does as blood begins to trickle down her face! Kassidy sees this and lifts Miho off the ground to her feet. STIFF JAB TO THAY CUT FROM KASSIDY AS MIHO STANDS DAZED! STIFF KICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD FROM HEART AS MIHO IS OUT ON HER FEET! Kassidy lets out a guttural scream as she runs backwards and bounces off the ropes!
Jake Mercer: LOOK! RICK VERCETTI REACHED IN AND TRIPPED KASSIDY HEART!
Stew-O: The referee didn’t see it! Kassidy stumbles forward as she gives a look back at Ricky laughing and Miho manages to see her chance. DEADLY LITTLE MIHO!!!!
Flannery McCoy: MIHO LI CONNECTS WITH THE KINSHAZA KICK TO KASSIDY HEART! MIHO DROPS KASSIDY AS KASSIDY IS FLAT ON HER BACK! Miho isn’t done!
Jake Mercer: Looks like Miho is back to her feet, she runs to the ropes, SPRINGBOARDS AND FLIPS BACKWARDS IN THE AIR…MIHO-SAULT! THE LIONSAULT CONNECTS!
Stew-O: MIHO DIVES ON TOP OF KASSIDY HEART AS KARINA AND RICK GO CRAZY! MIHO GOES FOR THE PIN! COVER!
THREEEENOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NO NO!
Stew-O: KASSIDY GETS HER FOOT ON THE ROPES! KASSIDY GOT HER FOOT ON THE ROPES AS THE REFEREE STOPS HIS COUNT MY GOD! That kick could have given Kassidy her first loss this season but she had the wherewithal to find the ropes and survive!
Flannery McCoy: Beautiful kick by Miho following her manager’s interference. Miho-Li looks shocked at Kassidy finding a way to survive but she can’t give up if she wants to shock the entire company tonight!
Stew-O: Kassidy’s cut looks to have opened up following that Deadly Little Miho and Miho-Li looks like she wants to inflict more pain. Miho wipes the blood off her own face as she picks Kassidy off the mat.
Jake Mercer: Miho is looking to shock everyone with the biggest win of her career tonight. Miho Irish whips Kass
Flannery McCoy: NO! Kassidy reverses it! Miho bounces off the ropes and KASSIDY SPINS AROUND MIHO’S BODY IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!
Stew-O: TORNADO DOUBLE ARM LEG SCISSORS! THE NEIMAN MARCUS OF WRESTLING MOVES IS LOCKED IN! KASSIDY HAS COUNTERED MIHO AND LOCKED IN HER SUBMISSION HOLD! KASSIDY HAS IT LOCKED IN TIGHT CENTER IN FRONT OF THE WORLD AS MIHO SCREAMS IN AGONY! KASSIDY IS EYEING THAT CUT ON MIHO’S CHEEK!
Flannery McCoy: HAMMERFIST! KASSIDY HAMMERS HER ENTIRE FIST ON TO THAT CUT ON MIHO’S FACE! ANOTHER! ANOTHER! MY GOD! BLOOD IS SPLASHING FROM THAT CUT AS KASSIDY HAS MIHO TRAPPED! MIHO’S BLOOD IS COVERING KASSIDY’S HAND AS SHE KEEPS RAINING BLOW AFTER BLOW! THE REFEREE IS BEGGING MIHO TO RESPOND ON IF SHE CAN CONTINUE BUT ALL MIHO CAN DO IS SCREAM FROM THE PAIN!
Stew-O: MIHO CANT TAKE MUCH MORE OF THIS! KASSIDY ISIN THAT TRANCE! ALL SHE SEES IS THE BLOOD FLYING AROUND AS SHE KEEPS SWINGING THAT FIST PRECISELY ON THAT WOUND! KASSIDY WILL NOT STOP UNTIL MIHO GIVES UP!
Miho-Li: FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! NO! NO! NO! I…G-
Flannery McCoy: BAM! KARINA ANN JUST SLIDE IN THE RING AND KICKED KASSIDY ON THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: Karina just attacked Kassidy! Heart finally breaks the hold as Miho rolls out of the ring clutching her bloody face. Rick Vercetti is checking on her as Karina continues to put the boots to her. Rick points to Miho to back up as Rick begins stalking the ring and circles. Karina is all over Kassidy as the referee calls for the bell! This match is over!
Stephie Love: The winner of the match via disqualification…KASSSSSIDY HEEEEART!!!
Flannery McCoy: Kassidy wins but this isn’t looking good! Karina has been rested and is all over Kassidy following that tough match she just had. Karina grabs Kassidy by the hair and gets her to her feet and—
Jake Mercer: COUNTER! KASSIDY HEART PUNCHES KARINA AND STALLS HER ADVANCES! Kassidy scoops Karina up on to her shoulders…DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! HEART DRIVES KARINA NECK FIRST IN TO THE MAT! Kassidy is on one knee staring down at Karina who clutches the back of her head. Kassidy begins to get to her feet and
Stew-O: RICK VERCETTI JUST CLOCKED KASSIDY IN THE BACK WITH THAT STEEL CHAIR! MIHO REACHES IN THE RING AND DRAGS OUT KARINA AS BOTH WOMEN TRY TO GATHER THEMSELVES! Rick walks around as Kassidy is down on one knee feeling that chair shot as she winces. Rick stares at her in the face as he lifts that chair high above his head
Rick Vercetti: NOBODY FUCKS WITH FATAL DESTINY!
Jake Mercer: SWING- HEART PUNCH! KASSIDY MANAGES TO CRACK RICK’S CHEST WITH A HEART PUNCH AS SHE GETS TO HER FEET FULLY!
Flannery McCoy: Rick drops the chair and clutches his chest as Kassidy follows it with a swift kick to the gut of FD’s manager. Rick bends forward as the chair he drops is right under him and Kassidy sees her chance…Heart bounces off the ring ropes and charges Vercetti!
Stew-O: PAINFULLY EVERY AFTER!!!
Flannery McCoy: CURB STOMP TO RICK VERCETTI BY KASSIDY FACE FIRST INTO THAT STEEL CHAIR!
Stew-O: Rick’s head bounces off the chair following that violent curb stomp from our champion! KASSIDY STANDS WITH HER FOOT ON THE BACK OF RICK’S HEAD AS FD STANDS ON THE RAMP WATCHING IN HORROW!
Flannery McCoy: RICK IS OUT COLD! KASSIDY HAS BLOOD DRIPPING DOWN HER CHEEK AND THE LOOK OF AN ANIMAL IN HER EYES! FD COMES BACK TO THE RING AS KASSIDY FINALLY LIFTS OFF RICK’S HEAD, CALLS FOR HER BELT, AND ROLLS OUT OF THE RING!
Stew-O: Miho and Karina slide in the ring as they check on Vercetti but he is out cold!
Jake Mercer: OUT LIKE A LIGHT! Kassidy walks past ringside as “Put Em Up” by Lupe Fiasco plays!
Flannery McCoy: Kassidy got the win but it wasn’t how she wanted it. Miho looked amazing and refused to tap out to the most dangerous hold in EAW! Karina and Miho did damage to the champ but Kassidy got the last laugh seeing as she stomped their manager head first into that steel chair!
Stew-O: If I’m Cam, I would have taken everything I saw just now as a warning shot from Kassidy! Heavenly Hell has their work cut out for them from Fatal Destiny but whenever Rick Vercetti wakes up, he will have to realize that it’s going to take even more effort from him and Fatal Destiny to make Celes Dumont proud and become the next tag team champions!
(We end this scene as we see Kassidy walking up the ramp dragging her belt in one hand and her head high as the blood that Miho brought out of her cheek mixed with Miho’s blood was covering her chest and hands as we head to a final commercial break. We return from the last break to see the ring covered in blue everything. The KFC Yum! Center’s lights are a mix of white and blue as all attention brought to the ringside area. Three blue arm chairs are shown, blue pillows with said chairs, blue carpet covering the mat, and buckets full of ice and Crip-A-Cola are also on full display as fans and everybody watching knows what time it is. “Surfin” by Kid Cudi and Pharrell blasts as the fans get to their feet to greet Serena Bennett.)
Stew-O: The captain of team Dynasty is here!
Flannery McCoy: Looks like we have one last time to check our Serena and her teammates ahead of their War Games match at Territorial Invasion!
Jake Mercer: I have to say, she has been the best captain to me throughout all of this. She has tried very hard to not only build her team, build chemistry with her partners, but lead them to what we all hope is victory.
Flannery McCoy: Thing is, TLA and Darkane clearly hate each other and have been fighting tooth and nail for months and it seems like they may never put things to the side even for War Games!
Stew-O: This may be the last chance effort for Captain Serena to get everyone on the same page!
(Serena walks down the ramp and enters the ring as the fans are still rocking. Her music fades, she grabs a microphone, and turns her attention to everyone in attendance.)
Serena Bennett: Louisville, whats up?!
(The crowd roars as Serena smiles at each and everyone in the building.)
Serena Bennett: Alright, good to head. Well, as you all know by the amazing set what time we on. This is a very special Territorial Invasion edition of The Blue Carpet treatment! I have to say I’m hype to be here in Louisville with this lit ass crowd! Louisville ain’t been this hype since Donovan Mitchell used to play here! But I’m not the spider, I’m Serena Bennett and I’m here to bring out my two guests for this week. Both men have been fucking each other up since this season started and have been at it more then the bloods and the crips have been it seems. Sneak attacks, shovel bashing, dog biting, dog throwing…it’s been crazy, y’all! But, under all this fuckery I saw two of the best damn wrestlers in the world and I picked them both to join me on Team Dynasty. So, without further adieu, allow me to introduce partner number one on my team that is set to face Team Voltage and Team Showdown in this year’s War Games…LA PANETRA SEXUAL…TLA!!
(“Ambitionz az a ridah” by Tupac blasts as out walks TLA alone. TLA looks calm but a little unnerved as he heads down the ramp and slaps hands with the fans desperate to touch him.)
Stew-O: One of the best elitist going today, TLA was selected by Captain Serena to help her try and bring victory back to Dynasty at this year’s War Games match.
Flannery McCoy: Unquestionably one of the most talented wrestlers in the world and an all time great luchadore. His lost to Darkane at Doomsday has had him on a path to ultimate revenge ever since and it has kept our team in Dynasty from fully coexisting.
(TLA enters the ring as Serena hands him a microphone and a bottle of Crip-A-Cola.)
Serena Bennett: Hello, TLA!
TLA: Hola, mami. Sorry about last week, aye. I see that cheating prick and sometimes I can’t control myself. I gotta say, I didn’t handle myself right. Everything was cool. I let that shit talking freak throw me off my game. Had me rattled but I promise to chill tonight. So long as he don’t try me, I will be on my best behavior.
Serena Bennett: Good because I Hope this will be the night all three of us see the light and the end goal for Territorial Invasion. My next guest is our partner in War Games, The Grave Worm…DAAAAARKANE!
(“Born too late” by Saint Vitus plays as TLA gets back out his chair and clutches his fists. Serena places her hand on his and tries to calm him as Darkane slowly makes himself visible and steps through the curtain. Fans begin booing as Darkane snarls and looks at everyone disgusted by their mere reactions before walking down the ramp.)
Flannery McCoy: Hate him it love him, let’s be real it’s mostly hate him, but Darkane is legitimately one of the toughest and gruesome figures in professional wrestling history. A man that put SOSA Henderson out of commission and has survived having thumbtacks poured and his mouth and then superkicked right after. This guy likely didn’t need to cheat TLA at Doomsday but seeing as how TLA has reacted since then, him cheating has left TLA angrier than I’ve seen him in a long time.
(Darkane makes his way to the ring and rolls under the bottom ropes before getting to his feet. He stares at the chair and shakes his head before grabbing a mic and sitting in it. TLA calms down and drinks the cola Serena gave him as Darkane’s music fades out.)
Serena Bennett: Hello, Darkane.
Serena Bennett: Cmon, you gotta speak for us to open up and get past all this bullshit.
Darkane: …Pardon my lack of eagerness to sit in these god awful chairs and have a Mr Rogers like discussion about our feelings while the fucking mexicunt thay has been a pain in my ass for the past month or so sits there sipping some kool-aid bubbles and tries to pretend like he doesn’t have some devious plan to have his rabies riddled mutt slide from under the ring and come bite my face off.
Serenade Bennett: Darkane, for fucks sakes! This is a safe zone! I promise TLA doesn’t have some weird plan to have his dog come get you right now, right TLA?
Serena Bennett: RIGHT TLA??!
(TLA stomps the ring mat twice and out pops Steroid Dawg from under the ring. Steroid Dawg is taking and slobbering ringside as Darkane grabs a soda bottle and grips it upside down like a weapon.)
Serena Bennett: Call her off!
TLA: Ok, ok. *TLA snaps his fingers* STEROID DAWG! Chill, mayne. You don’t get to chew on this gringo face tonight. Go on, go to your cage. I will handle this one alone.
(Steroid Dawg, showing great obedience, does exactly as TLA says and scampers up the ramp as Serena gives a confused look at TLA.)
Darkane: I told you!
TLA: My bad, mami. I just can’t trust this guy. No matter what I do, I can’t put this shit behind me and move on just yet. Darkane a crazy gringo but most importantly he a cheating snake that robbed me of my moment. Had I beat him at Operation: Doomsday, maybe I could have got myself a shot at Impact and been in that pretty boy Drake King’s spot. Maybe had he not cheated me, I could be the next man to be World champ and take that belt and the Poon Palace on a world tour that you wouldn’t believe!
Darkane: Are you fucking kidding me?! You!? The fucking walking stereotype that peddles cheap vagina and has this damn near illegal dog attacking people left and right judge me? I beat you fair and square. If the ref caught me doing something illegal I would have been dq’d. If StarrStan disagrees with that match decision, he would have overturned it. You can’t accept the fact that I made you my bitch and I’m so fucking happy this eats away at your soul, TLA!
TLA: I loved watching Steroid Dawg eat your ass two weeks ago in this same ring as you cried like the little child you are you meth addict looking cac! You not even half the man as Michelle McGillislutty used to be pre operations!
Serena Bennett: ENOUGH! God damn, this is bullshit, what the fuck! War Games is next god damn week and you two are still arguing about some shit from a month ago? That would be like my crying about losing to Kassidy Heart right now! Get over yourselves!
(Both men get quiet as Serena stands from her chair and looks at them both.)
Serena Bennett: Look, I’m glad you two keep airing out your problems but we all will have an even bigger problem if we go in to War Games as split and against each other as we are right now. So, I have an exercise all three of us will participate in right here tonight. It involves letting go of our past issues and healing together. If this doesn’t work, then we out of luck and are going to be easy pickings for Showdown and Voltage. Come on.
(Serena grabs both men by the hands and stands them up as they bother look disinterested and annoyed at this whole thing. Serena grabs her mic and bring them both together in a ring corner as she begins to climb the top rope. Serena stands in the top turnbuckle with her back facing Darkane and TLA.)
Serena Bennett: Ok, we are going to do what is called a trust fall! You two put both arms out each and keep them out. I will stand up here and say two nice things about both of you and then I will lean back and you two MUST catch me! We will take turns and maybe after this we can show not just everyone but ourselves that it’s not just about our talent joining forces but our cohesion that will make us winners at War Games! Deal?
(Both men grumble but both eventually stretch out their arms and prepare themselves.)
Serena Bennett: Okay, boom! Here I go! TLA, you are the funniest and most creative person I’ve seen in EAW. You have the tools to be a true World Champion and if you keep going hard like you do, I can see it happening this season and everyone here would be excited to see you with that big gold belt around your waist someday soon!
Crowd: TLA! TLA! TLA! TLA!
Serena Bennett: Darkane, you may be hated and considered dirty or scary or whatever by everybody that’s ever seen or met you…but you truly are one of the most extremely talent performers we have ever come across. A consistent challenger, you too can find yourself back at the top of the card and possibly a World champion once again! I can’t help but shudder at the thought of being in the ring with you myself when you are on your a-game and I trust you both to be prepared for this monumental match at Territorial Invasion!
(Serena leans back with her arms crossed and…both men catch her safely as the crowd cheers.)
Serena Bennett: See? Not that bad was it! TLA you are up next! Me and Darkane will catch you right Darkane?
(Serena stands up as Darkane sighs before giving a quick head nod. TLA takes a deep breath and climbs the turnbuckle himself and is handed a mic by Bennett before her and The Grave Worm get in to position.)
TLA: Serena, you a sexy mami. I be seeing you in your ring gear. I can’t believe you that stacked yet that skinny. You look like a prime Halle Berry, yeah. That poon be looking like a Hawaiian roll in them little shorts. I know Sosa not hitting that pussy right cause you be out here
Serena Bennett: TALK TO ME NICE!
TLA: My bad! I meant, you a talent girl. One of the most talented. Like, you a top tier talent. You could have beat Kassidy and still can someday. She all mean and angry now, just get back at her and crip walk over DEDEDE baby mama to be, aye.
(Serena smiles and laughs as Darkane rolls his eyes.)
TLA: Darkane…I hate you, you still a bitch. But, you a master at mind games and being fucked up in the head. You a sadistic motherfucker and I’m happy you on my side and we get a break from just eating each other alive and shit. After this ima prolly run you over and have Steroid Dawg pee on you but until then…it’s Team Dynasty!
(TLA leans back and…Serena and Darkane catch him to the delight of the crowd.)
TLA: I’m shocked…I expected him to drop me.
(Darkane and Serena help TLA up as Darkane takes a deep breath.)
Darkane: …this shit gay but fuck it…
(Darkane begins climbing the turnbuckle as fans go crazy at his commitment.)
Darkane: Alright. Um. Fucking…Serena is cool. She drinks carbonated blue pepsi and dates mixtape rappers. Serena has blue hair and clearly is obsessed with that color. I prefer black or grey or blood red but to eaches own. Serena also sliced Kassidy Heart’s cheek with a bottle one time. That was cool.
Serena Bennett: I remember!
Darkane: And for TLA…fuck. I don’t like you. I can’t stand you. You smell like badussy and beans. You have a fat head and your dog should be put down. BUT…you showed me these past few weeks you can be as crazy and psychotic as me. Not really more than me cause I’m the goat of this murder type shit. But, you don’t give up. And we need that if we are gonna win War Games. Now catch me or ima stab you in the neck with my shovel!
(Darkane falls backwards…HE IS CAUGHT BY BOTH TLA AND BENNETT!)
Serena Bennett: SEE! That wasn’t the end of the world, was it?
Darkane: …still was gay.
TLA: Yeah, a lil zeisty to me.
Serena Bennett: Well, how about we end this all with one last gift from me to you guys?
(All three stand up as Serena reaches ringside and is handed two gifts.)
Serena Bennett: One for you TLA and one for you Darkane! Open them up!
(TLA and Darkane open their gifts and raise them up for all to see.)
Serena Bennett: I got us all matching Team Dynasty polo shirts with our names embroidered on the pockets!
TLA: Free shirt? Gracias!
Darkane: …can I cut the sleeves off?
Serena Bennett: As long as you rock it, I can’t knock it!
(Darkane rips both sleeves off and he and TLA Put their Team Dynasty shirts on as they all match and look like they finally are putting things together.)
Serena Bennett: I think this could work…I think this can finally…TLA NO!
(TLA cocks back and…extends his hand.)
TLA: Truce, homes. We can finish this shit another day but for now, this week? We rock together for Team Dynasty!
Darkane:… :dave: fine…
(Both men shake hands firmly as Serena raises hers in the air.)
Serena Bennett: I DID IT! IM THE FUCKING GOAT CAPTAIN! SUCK MY DICK ANDREA AND JAMIE!
(“Surfin” plays again as all three stand in the ring showing off their Dynasty merch.)
Stew-O: A beautiful moment caps off this incredible show! A sign of solidarity between the three Dynasty team members as TLA, Darkane, and Serena stand together finally getting over their petty rivalry and looking to lock in for the huge week ahead!
Flannery McCoy: War Games looked to be a two team match but now with Dynasty looking like a real team, things just got a lot more interesting!
Jake Mercer: Not just that! Eric Havoc and some of the other disgruntled and talented Dynasty Elitist going at it with the rest of EAW, Kassidy, Imp, and Ripley defending their titles for the second FPV in a row, Lethal Consequences, Drake King, and Fatal Destiny looking to become champs, The Valkyrie, Osamu, and Jake Smith entering the Divide & Conquer match! This may be the greatest FPV ever! Even better than OCDW’S “Orderly Conduct” FPV from 2013! That event featured “Superclean” Steve Kleen vs Samantha “Put it in the clothes hamper” Sanders in a match for the ages!
Stew-O: I don’t know about that shit but I do know Dynasty, Voltage, and Showdown will be together in one building at Territorial Invasion! Signing off from The Yum! Center I am Stew-O…see you folks at TI!!!
(We get a closing shot of Serena celebrating her achievement of momentary peace between two bitter rivals as we get a glimpse of fans waving their Dynasty flags in the crowd as the show fades to black.)
(EAW Logo Buzzes.)