(Friday Night Dynasty intro plays. Once that finishes, a recap of last week’s episode is shown to bring the viewers up to speed. After the montage ends, a live shot of the ExtraMile Arena in Boise, Idaho is shown off. Many camera shots are seen taking in the vivid atmosphere and excitement of the fans before it transitions over to the commentary team, currently consisting of Jake Mercer and Flannery McCoy.)
Flannery McCoy: Well, Stew-O isn’t here at the moment since he will be in the opener conducting an interview, but welcome everyone to Friday Night Dynasty! I’m Flannery McCoy, and I am here with Jake Mercer!
Jake Mercer: Ah hell naur, what kind of dry-ass intro was that!?
Flannery McCoy: Think you can do better?
Jake Mercer: But of course! Ahem. WELCOME TO…
Flannery McCoy: Shut the hell up.
Jake Mercer: :francis: You suck.
Flannery McCoy: :mjlol: At any rate, tonight promises to be an action-packed night as we are getting closer towards the end of the qualifying matches for both the Empress and King of Elite tournaments! We also have our main event to look forward to as Chris Elite takes on Minerva, and in the semi-main, we have Rex McAllister and Impact!
Jake Mercer: And we also have some cross-brand action aside from the tournament matches as our own Mia Santoro goes up against Voltage’s Effy McAvoy! Now that one I’m looking forward to!
Flannery McCoy: I think a lot of people will agree with you right there! Six stacked matches are on the card for tonight, but right now, let’s kick things off with our own partner Stew-O getting ready to chat with Joso, Impact and Hans Grayson!
INTRO
(The camera then transitions away from the commentary desk and toward the stage where the aforementioned Stew-O is seen standing by. The ring has been transformed into a more formal setting, with a red carpet over the canvas and four chairs set up, Stew-O sitting at the one on the very far right. With a microphone in hand and a smile on his face, it isn’t very long before he then begins to speak to the excited crowd here tonight in Boise.)
Stew-O: Welcome everyone, and thank you for joining me tonight. We are in for a jam-packed episode of Friday Night Dynasty as we are en route to the King of Elite Marquee Event. There is a lot to look forward to, but one thing, in particular, pertains to our big-money matchup for the World Heavyweight Championship that is taking place! The reigning, defending Champion, Joso, is stepping into the ring against two opponents that he is very familiar with in the form of former Interwire Champion Hans Grayson and EAW Hall of Famer Impact. All three of them are hungry and ready to prove a point in just two weeks, but right now we’re here tonight to invite them down to this ring and get their thoughts on this exciting bout!
(The crowd continues to cheer loudly as Stew-O pauses before then beginning to continue.)
Stew-O: Without further ado, let’s get right to the action and invite out our World Heavyweight Champion! Please welcome at this time… Joso!
(‘2024’ by Playboi Carti then begins to play through the speakers of the arena as the camera goes over to show Joso as he’s seen making his way out from the backstage area. The World Heavyweight Champion has his title over his shoulder and a serious expression on his face, as he’s completely focused on the ring, beginning to make his way down the ramp.)
Flannery McCoy: Well, here comes Joso, who certainly can’t be happy after Impact cost him his match teaming with Hans Grayson against Fire & Ice. We know that Impact has proven to be a nuisance to his other two opponents, certainly looking to dig into their skin, but if there’s one thing we know, it’s that the World Heavyweight Champion is not going to go quietly.
Jake Mercer: Impact may trump Joso’s accomplishments, but one thing doesn’t change, and that’s the fact that Joso now has two victories over him. Impact is going to be looking to change up his game plan, and that is certainly what he’s been doing, but I think we can also take into consideration the fact that Joso might very well be ready for what he has in store for him! It’s anyone’s guess!
(Joso makes his way up the steps and onto the apron as he enters the ring, heading over and taking a microphone before having a seat while ‘2024’ then begins to fade out from there. As the Champion settles in, Stew-O continues.)
Stew-O: Joso, thank you for joining us tonight. We all know just how big this match is for your career, your legacy, and your reign as World Heavyweight Champion. But before we dive into the details, I want to give you the floor. How are you feeling heading into this monumental title defense at King of Elite?
Joso: You know, Stew, I’ve been thinking about that a lot lately. The pressure, the stakes, all the talk about legacy—it’s a lot. But if there’s one thing I’ve proven time and time again, it’s that I thrive in moments like this. When the lights are the brightest, when the whole world’s watching, that’s when Joso shows up. I’ve been in the ring with Impact and Hans multiple times, and I can be the better man in this situation and give credit where credit is due, they’re great competitors. They’ve had their moments, but what they don’t understand is now? Now in this New Era? This is my moment. I’ve worked too hard and come too far to let two dudes who can’t even stay focused on the task at hand take this title from me. So yeah, I’m feeling ready. More than ready.
Stew-O: Confident as ever, I see. But before we continue, let’s bring out the first of your two challengers for King of Elite. Please welcome at this time… Hans Grayson!
(‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ by AFI blares through the arena speakers as the camera goes over to show Hans Grayson as he storms out from the backstage area, his expression serious as he looks at the ring. The fans cheer loudly for The Fireheart as he takes a moment to compose himself before then beginning to make his way down the ramp.)
Flannery McCoy: Hans Grayson is coming into this match with a chip on his shoulder, no doubt about that. With his Interwire Championship reign being ended preemptively by one of his opponents in this match, his mind has been completely focused on the World Heavyweight Champion. Since then he’s been making waves and creating one hell of an impression, but this could be the match that cements his place at the top.
Jake Mercer: Hans has the talent, there’s no denying that, but does he have the focus? That’s been the big question. He’s let Impact get under his skin, and that’s something he can’t afford to do if he wants to walk out as World Heavyweight Champion. He’s going to have to be on his A-game and keep his mind completely composed if he even wants to consider himself a contender in this match, and I guess that’s something that remains to be seen.
(Hans makes his way up the steps as he enters through the ropes. He briefly glances at Joso with an unhappy look before taking his microphone and taking a seat next to him. ‘The Leaving Song Pt. II’ then begins to come to a close from there.)
Stew-O: Hans, thank you for joining us as well. I know the conflict between you and Impact has been one that’s been heavy on your mind. From him costing you the Interwire Championship to him costing you in the Extreme Elimination Chamber to just last week costing you that tag match. Do you think that’s going to affect you heading into a match of this magnitude where you not only have to worry about him but the World Heavyweight Champion as well?
Hans Grayson: You know, I’d be lying if I said all of that hasn’t been eating at me. I’m human, I’ve been pissed off for months about Impact sticking his nose in my business and trying to make a statement at my expense. But here’s the thing: I don’t let it control me. I don’t let it derail what I’m here to do, and what I’m here to do is make history. I respect what Joso’s done as World Heavyweight Champion, he’s earned his spot, no doubt about it. But I’m not here to play second fiddle to anyone. Not to him, and not Impact either. I’ve busted my ass to get to this point. I’ve fought through setbacks, I’ve silenced doubters, and now I’m one match away from solidifying myself as the face of this company. Joso, let it be known right now that I’m coming for that title, and no amount of arrogance or mind games from you or that washed-up, past-his-prime “legend” is going to stop me. And you can sit there all smug, talking about how this is your era, but sooner rather than later, eras come to an end. Yours might just come crashing down at King of Elite.
(While Hans has a deathly serious look, Joso is calm. He bears a small smirk as he leans forward in his chair, looking to respond.)
Joso: That’s cute, Hans. Real cute. But let’s be real for a second, you’ve been so caught up in your beef with Impact that you’ve forgotten who the real threat in this match is. It’s not him, it’s me. Do you think you’re ready to be the guy? Do you think you’ve got what it takes to carry this company on your back? Well, I’m going to be the one who plays spoiler and ruins that for you, because that’s not going to happen. I already proved myself in the Chamber, and I can damn sure do it again in two weeks at King of Elite if you push me hard enough.
Stew-O: Well, it’s clear the two of you have no shortage of confidence, but we still have one more man to join this conversation. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the third participant in this match… EAW Hall of Famer… Impact!
(‘Still D.R.E.’ by Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg begins to blast through the speakers of the arena as the crowd responds with loud boos. The camera then goes over to the stage as none other than the EAW Hall of Famer himself, Impact, is seen making his way out, but he’s not alone either. Surrounding him is a group of security guards as the ten-time World Champion has a smug expression on his face, clearly shielding himself from any potential brawls between himself and the rest of the people inside the ring while he makes his way down the ramp.)
Flannery McCoy: Well, Impact has seemingly come prepared, if he wishes to get under the skin of Hans and Joso even further, he’s certainly doing it by making sure that he’s protected. This situation is volatile and could erupt into a brawl at any second, so I don’t blame him for simply not wanting to get his hands dirty in a potential scenario like that.
Jake Mercer: It’s certainly a ballsy move, but it also looks like, at the same time, Impact has stopped at the bottom of the ramp. He doesn’t look to be entering the ring like the rest of them, and that’s certainly not doing any favors for the two Elitists waiting for him, especially Hans!
(And of course, Impact has indeed stopped himself before entering into the ring, already having a microphone in hand as ‘Still D.R.E.’ then begins to come to a close from there. Looking at the two of them, there’s a moment of silence before Stew-O begins to awkwardly chime in.)
Stew-O: Um… Impact, do you care to join us in the ring…?
(Impact thinks to himself for a moment, rubbing his chin in deep thought before looking up.)
Impact: Nah.
(Hans immediately pushes himself out of his chair and approaches the edge of the ring, shouting at Impact and almost leaving the ring himself. But Impact is not fazed whatsoever, he laughs it off as security encourages Hans to step back as the former Interwire Champion calms down and takes a seat back in his chair.)
Stew-O: Uh… well, alright then. Impact, it seems you’ve chosen to take a rather unique approach to this sit-down interview by, well, refusing to sit down. Care to explain why?
Impact: Y’know, I appreciate the offer to join you and the boys up there in the ring. But frankly? I don’t need to sit down with these two children to validate my place in this company. I can say everything I need to say right here because, unlike Joso and Hans, I don’t need to act like a toddler fighting over his toys just to get a word in. So, if you don’t mind, you don’t need to chime in and ask me questions, I’ll just give my thoughts.
(Impact chuckles as he begins to pace back and forth at the bottom of the ramp, clearly taking his time as both Hans and Joso are visibly annoyed by this.)
Impact: Unlike these two tryhards sitting up there in the ring, I don’t have anything to prove. I don’t need to sit down, play nice, and entertain this facade like I’m on some daytime talk show. I’m not here to convince anyone of anything. Why? Because the proof is in the history books. My legacy doesn’t need validation, it’s already been written. Both of you, take a good look at me because I represent what you wish you could become. But let me be clear: neither of you will ever reach my level. Joso, you’ve got this false bravado, this delusional idea that you’re carrying this company on your back like Atlas holding up the heavens. But you’re not Atlas, you’re Icarus. You’re flying a little too close to the sun, and you’re going to crash and burn because you can’t handle the heat. You’re a decent Elitist, maybe even a good one, but let’s be real: good isn’t enough to hang with me. Do you want to talk about pressure? You haven’t felt pressure until you’ve had to keep a company afloat on your name alone. You’re not that guy, you’re just holding onto a shiny title until someone like me takes it off your hands and becomes an 11-time World Champion at your expense.
(Impact shakes his head as Joso murmurs something to himself that can’t be picked up by the camera. And as the Hall of Famer lays his eyes on Hans, he gives a small smirk.)
Impact: And where do I even begin with you, “Fireheart”? You’re like a little puppy who keeps barking at the big dogs, desperate for someone to pay attention to you. You’ve been crying for months about how I cost you this and ruined that. But buddy, you weren’t going to win those matches anyway. You were never going to walk out of the Extreme Elimination Chamber as World Heavyweight Champion, I just saved everyone the time and the disappointment of pretending you stood a chance. That little chip on your shoulder that you keep talking about isn’t some badge of honor, it’s a crutch. You’re using it as an excuse for why you haven’t reached the heights you claim you’re destined for. When what happens inevitably happens, you won’t be able to blame me or anybody else when you fail again. The problem was never me, you don’t need to paint me as this villain to feel better about yourself, the problem is you. You’re not good enough, and deep down, you know it. That’s why you’re so angry all the time, that’s why you let me get under your skin. You’re not focused on the World Heavyweight Championship, you’re focused on me. You never belonged in the first place, and I’m pretty tired of people pretending that it’s otherwise.
Hans Grayson: Oh, you’ve got jokes, huh? You think you’re so untouchable, so invincible, just because you’ve been here forever. But let me tell you something: your time is up. You might’ve been that guy once upon a time, but now? Now you’re just struggling to stay relevant. Struggling, so you use people like me to leech off of for your benefit. You can’t accept the fact that this business has passed you by, and you spend your time antagonizing the likes of me because you can’t fathom me having surpassed you in your current state. Am I tired of this? I’m sick of it. But one thing that doesn’t change is the fact that I’m laser-focused. Focused on proving you wrong. Focused on proving that you don’t belong in the same conversation as me or even Joso anymore. I’m ending this in two weeks, I’m shutting you up once and for all.
Joso: Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up. Hans, I get it, trust me, I do. Impact’s been running his mouth for weeks, and yeah, he’s annoying as shit. But let me remind you of something: you’re not the one holding this title. Maybe if you won it at Road To Redemption, then it would’ve been a different story, but the fact of the matter is that you didn’t. You can talk about proving yourself all you want, but the fact remains that I’m the one who’s been carrying this brand. You’re a great Elitist, but at King of Elite, you’re just another guy trying to take what’s mine. And don’t think that I forgot about you, unc. You’ve got a lot of nerve standing out here talking like you’re still in your prime. You’re not. I agree with Hans you’re a washed-up has-been who can’t accept that his time is over. You’ve been doing everything possible to try and maintain control, but if there’s one thing that Joso has shown you already, it’s that he has your number.
Impact: Cute speech, Champ, real cute. But let’s be real, you’ve never faced anyone like me before. You might think you’ve got this all figured out, but you’re stepping into the ring with a living legend. Both of you are just placeholders in my story, and I’m going to remind the world why Karl Impact is still the standard-bearer of this company. Not Joso, certainly not Hans. Try as you may, but this is just going to be a crushing, reality-bending loss for you, Joso, and another heartbreaking defeat for “Fireheart” that he’ll cry about to the end of eternity-
Flannery McCoy: AND HANS GRAYSON HAS HAD ENOUGH! HE DROPS HIS MICROPHONE DOWN TO THE GROUND AND RUSHES TOWARD THE ROPES…
Jake Mercer: HE JUST LAUNCHED HIMSELF OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TOOK DOWN THE GROUP OF SECURITY GUARDS AND IMPACT WITH A TOPE CON HILO! WHAT A MOVE BY HANS, HE JUST LUNGED FORWARD AND IS BEGINNING TO DRIVE PUNCHES AGAINST THE FACE OF IMPACT!
Flannery McCoy: JOSO HAS TAKEN A BACKSEAT, AND HANS GRABS IMPACT BY THE HEAD BEFORE BRINGING HIM UP TO HIS FEET… SENDING HIM STRAIGHT INTO THE STEEL STEPS GUT FIRST! IMPACT GRABS HIS STOMACH IN PAIN, AND HANS QUICKLY CLUTCHES HIM AND ROLLS HIM BACK INTO THE RING! NOW HE’S CLIMBING UP ONTO THE APRON, AND I THINK WE KNOW WHAT HE’S GOING FOR HERE!
Jake Mercer: HANS FLIPS OVER AND DROPS IMPACT DOWN WITH THE ‘BURNING SHOT LARIAT’! THE BUCKSHOT LARIAT CONNECTS AND TAKES HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND, AND HANS GRAYSON STANDS TALL OVER THE HALL OF FAMER-
(CRACK!)
Flannery McCoy: JOSO! JOSO JUST RUSHED IN AND CONNECTED WITH THE TITLE ACROSS THE FACE OF HANS TO TAKE HIM DOWN ONTO THE GROUND! NOW HE GRABS HIM AND PICKS HIM UP TO HIS FEET!
Jake Mercer: ‘HEAVEN’S GATE’! THE PACKAGE PILEDRIVER RIGHT ON TOP OF THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP WIPES HANS OUT AND TAKES HIM OUT! THE CHAMPION STANDS TALL HERE TONIGHT AND LOOK AT THE LOOK ON THE FACE OF JOSO AS HE MAKES HIS WAY BACK TO HIS FEET!
(‘2024’ begins to blast through the speakers again as Joso picks up his title and slings it over his shoulder, a smirk on his face as he’s taken advantage of the situation at hand and used Hans and Impact’s beef against them. Security quickly files back in after recovering and escorts the Champion out of the ring, which he happily does, as it’s the last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty then begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for King of Elite, where Joso defends the EAW World Heavyweight Championship against Hans Grayson and Impact.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING IS A SINGLES MATCH SET FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Stephie Love: AND IT IS A QUARTER FINAL MATCH FOR THE KING OF ELITE TOURNAMENT!
(‘Sinister Purpose’ by Creedence Clearwater Revival begins playing to a mixed reaction as Kirk Redwood marches out of the curtains with gritted teeth and narrowed eyes, looking focused as ever as he makes it to the stage. He clenches his fists and slams them together before shaking his head and storming down the ramp to the squared circle.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 210 pounds… he is ‘THE DOG OF WAR’, KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRK! RRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!
Stew-O: With this match, we’re getting closer and closer to finding out who is going to end up representing Dynasty in the King of Elite finals! Whichever of the four wrestlers competing in the quarter finals tonight come out on top will fight each other for the chance to main event King of Elite and fight for the crown!
Flannery McCoy: Here, we have the Dog of War, who proclaimed that 2025 was going to be the Year of the Dog; he’s been putting in the work for his entire career, and he’s looking to see the grinding pay off as he makes his way through the tournament!
Jake Mercer: We all know just how tough Kirk Redwood is, he’s shown it time and time again; he even ended last season with a victory over two former world champions, at that! But he’s been through his struggles this season; he looks to turn things around with the tournament, and he did get into the quarter finals with his victory in the first round.
Stew-O: Will he be able to get the win over his fellow quarter finalist, though? He’s not facing any ordinary man, he’s going up against a CHAMPION tonight!
(Star Wars: Duel of The Fates | EPIC VERSION (Remastered V2) by Samuel Kim Music began blaring through the speakers to loud mixed reactions as the EAW New Breed Champion, BRAE, marched out onto the stage with his championship draped over his shoulder. He gripped it with both hands as he raised it up into the air with a loud war cry before beginning a militant march down the ramp with intense focus.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT!! Hailing from Novosibirsk, Russia, weighing in at 215 pounds… he is the EAW NEW BREED CHAMPION… LORD BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Stew-O: Here comes the New Breed Champion himself, he is LORD BRAE! There were some people that had issues with him self-referencing as a lord, but ultimately, who has been able to tell him otherwise? After defeating the longest reigning New Breed Champion in history, who is a world champion now, BRAE has been on just as dominant of a reign!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE has made it perfectly clear that he intends to win the King of Elite tournament and use the opportunity to cash in for a world championship to make history by becoming a DOUBLE champion!
Jake Mercer: He had the opportunity to do so back at Road to Redemption with the Extreme Elimination Chamber, but ultimately it was not meant to be; with this new opportunity, though, maybe it really IS meant to be as he gets another chance to earn his way to a world title shot!
Stew-O: If he does win tonight, he’ll be going on to face either Drake Armstrong or Corey Hale, both of whom have history with him, and we’ll be seeing who ends up winning that quarter final later in the show. For now, it’s a hard-hitter against a hard-hitter, and only one of them will make it to the semi-finals!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And the match is underway! Both wrestlers stomp their way out of their respective corners with intense looks in their eyes as they glare at each other from across the ring; you can tell that both of them are bringing their A game tonight, not wanting to let such an incredible opportunity go to waste!
Flannery McCoy: They don’t break eye contact for even a second as they begin slowly circling the ring, measuring each other up as they start inching closer and closer to the center of the ring, with both of their arms slowly raising up as they prepare to engage–
Jake Mercer: AND ENGAGE THEY DO! A collar and elbow tie up is executed right in the middle of the squared circle, and I’ll tell you what, this is one of the most aggressive lock ups I’ve ever seen! The moment they made contact, they immediately began pushing each other back with gritted teeth as they look to show the other who the strongest is; this is about more than just the tournament, this is pure COMPETITION!
Stew-O: BRAE just managed to force Kirk back a few steps, but that just invigorated Kirk to push back and force BRAE back a few more! It’s hard to tell who’s stronger here because both of these men are just built different!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE suddenly changes the pace as he releases one of his arms and ducks underneath the arm of Kirk Redwood to end up right beside him! He throws an arm over Kirk’s shoulder and intertwines their legs as he looks to execute a Russian leg sweep, but Kirk plants his other foot firmly behind him to stay standing!
Jake Mercer: Kirk Redwood forces BRAE’s arm off and pushes the New Breed Champion forward, making his way behind the champ before latching on a rear waist lock!
Stew-O: He’s looking to go for a German suplex as he wrenches back and tries to hoist BRAE up, but BRAE is flailing around, doing everything he can to prevent Kirk from being able to arch back and fully execute the suplex!
Flannery McCoy: Kirk Redwood adapts mid-lift, impressively twisting himself and hooking his leg around the legs of the New Breed Champion to bring him crashing down to the mat with a rear waist lock takedown!
Jake Mercer: He’s able to climb on top of BRAE’s back, getting into a rear mounted position before he begins raining down closed fist punches onto the back of BRAE’s head! The New Breed Champion covers his head from behind, but the force is still piercing through his guarding hands; one way or another, this is not a good spot for the champ to be in!
Stew-O: BRAE won’t take this lying down, though, as he begins using all the force he can muster to flail around wildly, shaking Kirk Redwood’s mounted position until the Dog of War is ultimately thrown off of the New Breed Champion!
Flannery McCoy: Though the back of his head must be pounding with pain after that beatdown, BRAE doesn’t hesitate to immediately scramble forward and mount Kirk Redwood, going tit for tat as HE begins a ruthless beatdown as well!
Jake Mercer: We knew coming into this match that both of these men would make this into a bloody war, and it definitely isn’t going to be one that’s aesthetically pleasing; none of your flips and dives, this is REAL GRAPS!
Stew-O: Kirk Redwood is taking a beating here, but he withstands it… until HE LAUNCHES BRAE OFF HIM! A monkey flip to escape the mounted beatdown sends BRAE flipping overhead to land on his back!
Flannery McCoy: Both men took a beating with that, but they both roll over onto their midsections and push themselves out of that laid out position, scrambling as they look to take the reins of momentum in this match before the other opponent is able to take it away!
Jake Mercer: In this case, though, Lord BRAE is able to get up to his feet first and lunge towards Kirk Redwood! There isn’t enough time for Kirk to react before BRAE gets to him with a heavy elbow smash across the jaw, thoroughly stunning the Dog of War in his tracks!
Stew-O: BRAE takes this opportunity to execute an Irish whip, sending Kirk Redwood running back towards the nearby corner where he lands with his back against the turnbuckle, still feeling the effects from that elbow smash!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE doesn’t show him any mercy by giving him time to recuperate, though! The New Breed Champion rushes over to his opponent and IMMEDIATELY begins lighting him up with a flurry of knife edge chops, going from the brutal damage of those punches and elbow smashes to the sharp pain that’ll leave the Dog of War’s chest red!
Jake Mercer: And we can actually see it reddening in real time as BRAE continues the relentless barrage, even causing it to start looking blistered as a result of the sheer force being applied through each chop!
Stew-O: The crowd is counting along as each of these chops hit their mark, sounding almost like gunshots!
Flannery McCoy: And now the New Breed Champion just grabs Kirk Redwood and shoves him away from the corner before he begins climbing the top rope himself! We don’t often see BRAE go up to the top, but he takes his own approach, implementing the rarely seen top rope clothesline! It’s an impressive move, definitely putting his own body at risk but BRAE is no stranger to danger, that’s for sure!
Jake Mercer: BUT THE DANGER IS COMING RIGHT FOR BRAE! Kirk Redwood snaps out of his daze and suddenly makes a break for the corner, quickly running up the ropes and catching BRAE with an elbow smash before he was able to jump off the top! That is enough to stun BRAE while he’s up there, and Kirk begins climbing the ropes to meet the New Breed champion at the very top!
Stew-O: They’re both up there now, putting themselves in danger as they teeter one slip away from a potential career ending injury, but the only thing on either of their minds right now is making it through the quarter finals and fighting next week for the chance to main event King of Elite!
Flannery McCoy: Kirk Redwood hits BRAE with yet another strike, which is enough to almost make BRAE fall off the corner… only for Kirk to grab onto him and prevent him from falling! What’s he got planned here, saving his opponent like that?
Jake Mercer: Is it saving, Flannery? Or does he have something even MORE brutal in mind than if BRAE had actually fallen?
Stew-O: I think you’re onto something there, Jake, because Kirk shifts his grip into a rear waist lock, and BRAE is too dazed to know what’s going on! This is a really bad spot for the New Breed Champion, and I think I see what Kirk is going for as he turns his back towards the ring… OH MY GOD…!
Flannery McCoy: TOP ROPE GERMAN SUPLEEEEEEEEEEX! TOP ROPE GERMAN SUPLEX SENDS BOTH MEN CRASHING DOWN, BUT WITH BRAE LANDING ON THE CANVAS A LOT HARDER WITH KIRK LAUNCHING THE NEW BREED CHAMPION TOWARDS THE RING WITH ALL HIS MIGHT!
Jake Mercer: THIS MIGHT BE IT FOR THE NEW BREED CHAMPION! BUT KIRK REDWOOD IS HURT FROM THAT MANEUVER AS WELL! HE HAD TO PUT HIMSELF THROUGH HELL JUST TO MAKE SURE BRAE GOT IT WORSE, AND NOW THE DOG OF WAR IS DOING ALL THAT HE CAN TO CRAWL HIS WAY TO LORD BRAE!
Stew-O: KIRK GETS AN ARM OVER THE SHOULDER OF BRAE, WHO IS DOWN ON THE CANVAS WITH HIS BACK TO THE MAT, LEADING TO THE REFEREE SLIDING IN TO COUNT THE PIN!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
Flannery McCoy: NO! HE’S STILL IN! BRAE JUST GOT HIS ARM UP AT THE VERY LAST MOMENT! HOW DID HE MANAGE THAT?!
Jake Mercer: LORD BRAE IS A FREAK OF NATURE, THAT’S HOW! Have you seen the types of training this man puts himself through? He’s a MANIAC! He HAS to be in order to put someone like Michael Machina down! He trains at the edge of a volcano just to make sure he sweats that much more, he trains in the depths of Alaska because the sheer cold helps him concentrate. This is a madman in a wrestling ring, and we’re seeing the results of that!
Stew-O: Kirk Redwood looks shocked, but that just causes him to grind his teeth and look even angrier at BRAE’s refusal to stay down!
Flannery McCoy: The Dog of War slams his forehead into the canvas! What the hell is wrong with him? He’s showing that he’s not going down without a fight either?! We have two lunatics in the ring, fighting for something with no intention of losing; this might just end with one of them DYING!
Jake Mercer: Honestly, if you asked either of them if they would do that if that’s what it took, you’d probably get a ‘yes’ from both of them!
Stew-O: Kirk Redwood staggers to his feet and grips BRAE by the hair, dragging him up too, not letting him recuperate from that laid out position! With BRAE’s hair still gripped, Kirk brings him to a fully standing position before SLAMMING his forehead into that of the New Breed Champion! Just a plain HEADBUTT from the Dog of War!
Flannery McCoy: That leaves BOTH of them stunned, but Kirk isn’t willing to stop it there, as he launches ANOTHER headbutt for good measure! I see a trickle of blood coming from his forehead– and one from BRAE, too! The blood of champion and warrior, both dripping down to the canvas as a symbol of their dedication to win this tournament and make a name for themselves!
Jake Mercer: Kirk Redwood glares at BRAE as the blood drips down, looking completely undeterred as he aims to put the New Breed Champion down for the count and punching his way to the semi finals! He turns BRAE around and grabs hold of his wrist before starting to hoist the champ up!
Stew-O: WE’VE SEEN THIS BEFORE! HE’S GOING FOR THE BASTARDPLEX, KIRK’S SIGNATURE WRIST CLUTCH BACK SUPLEX! BUT BRAE IS FLAILING HIS LEGS WITH EVERYTHING HE HAS, HE’S DOING ALL THAT HE CAN TO AVOID IT!
Flannery McCoy: KIRK ISN’T ABLE TO KEEP A GOOD GRIP ON HIM AND BEGINS STUMBLING BACK WITH BRAE STILL LIFTED! KIRK STUMBLES BACK INTO THE ROPES, LEADING TO BRAE FLIPPING HIMSELF OVER THE TOP ROPE AND LANDING ON THE APRON!
Jake Mercer: And now from the apron, BRAE traps Kirk’s arms and reaches his own arm over the top rope– AND BASHES IT ACROSS THE CHEST OF THE DOG OF WAR! HE’S EXECUTING THE TEN BEATS OF BRAE, JUST RELENTLESSLY SMASHING HIS FIST ACROSS THE CHEST OF KIRK REDWOOD, LOOKING TO DENT HIM!
Stew-O: THE CROWD IS COUNTING ALONG WITH BRAE AS HE GOES FOR IT! HE’S GOING… HE’S GOING… AND HE COMPLETES THE TEN, RELEASING KIRK!
Flannery McCoy: KIRK STUMBLES FORWARD A FEW STEPS BEFORE COLLAPSING TO THE CANVAS FACE-FIRST! KIRK IS DOWN WITH HIS CHEST TO THE GROUND, AND BRAE IS ENTERING THE RING WITH MURDEROUS INTENT!
Jake Mercer: HE TAKES A MOMENT TO BREATHE BEFORE TAKING AIM AT THE BACK OF KIRK REDWOOD’S HEAD! HE CLENCHES HIS FIST AND RAISES HIS ARM UP BEFORE LAUNCHING HIMSELF DOWN AT THE DOG OF WAR! RED DEAAAAAAAAAAAAATH-
Stew-O: BUT KIRK JUST ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY! HE DODGED IT, AND BRAE JUST LAUNCHED HIMSELF WITH ALL THE FORCE HE COULD MUSTER INTO THE CANVAS! HE JUST SPIKED HIMSELF! THIS IS INSANE!
Flannery McCoy: BRAE MAY HAVE JUST KNOCKED HIMSELF OUT HERE, BUT KIRK REDWOOD SLOWLY STAGGERS HIMSELF TO A KNEEL WITH HIS CHEST CLUTCHED; HIS CHEST IS BLEEDING NOW, FROM A COMBINATION OF THE BEATS OF BRAE AND THE CHOPS FROM EARLIER; HE’S LOOKING LIKE HE JUST GOT OUT OF A CAR CRASH!
Jake Mercer: THE CROWD IS GOING WILD RIGHT NOW, BUT KIRK ISN’T STOPPING UNTIL HE GETS THE WIN! HE SLOWLY DRAGS BRAE UP TO HIS FEET AND HOISTS HIM UP, TURNING HIM UPSIDE DOWN BEFORE…
Stew-O: DOWN TO HELL! HE JUST RAN FORWARD AND SPIKED BRAE AGAIN WITH THE RUNNING LEAPING TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER! BRAE IS DOWN, AND KIRK COVERS HIM!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(‘Sinister Purpose’ by Creedence Clearwater Revival begins playing to a loud reaction as Kirk Redwood collapses on top of BRAE, their blood mixing tothegether as Kirk’s music continues playing. He gets helped up by the referee and gets his hand raised in victory as he calms down from the adrenaline and realizes he just punched his way into the semi finals of the King of Elite tournament.)
Stephie Love: HERE’S YOUR WINNER AND MOVING ON TO THE SEMI FINALS… KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRK! REEEEEEEEEEEDWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!
Stew-O: What a hard-hitting match here tonight, where both men brought their absolute ALL in their attempt to make it through to the semi finals of the tournament!
Flannery McCoy: There was no energy spared here as both men look half dead after the brutal beatdown they gave each other!
Jake Mercer: It was any man’s game and the New Breed Champion gave it his all, but tonight, the victory goes to Kirk Redwood who gained a MASSIVE boost of momentum after beating a champion in EAW to move on to the semi finals! We’ll see next week what happens when he fights for the opportunity to main event King of Elite and challenge for the crown!
(The video feed lingers as Kirk celebrates his hard-fought victory, holding his arms up triumphantly while BRAE slowly comes to, nodding at Kirk with respect. The video feed then slowly fades to black.)
(A commercial plays for the NBA.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns to show the backstage area of the ExtraMile Arena as the camera focuses on a figure sitting on a production crate with his face buried in his hands. As he exhales deeply and looks up, it’s revealed to be Vincent Mondrian, and the crowd gives a lukewarm reaction to his appearance. He is pretty dejected after the events of last week, and begins to mumble to himself as the shot gets closer to listen to what he has to say.)
Vincent Mondrian: How did I let that happen… how did I let a nobody like Kirk Redwood get the better of me? This was supposed to be my rebound, winning the King of Elite tournament was my path to get myself back on track. How could I let such a fool get the better of me? A fool who knew he was defeated, a fool who was waiting for me to put him out of his misery… I was supposed to send him back to his family as a defeated loser, watching him bawl his eyes out like the peasants they are, yet I’m here. How am I going to be able to live with myself? How am I going to show the world that I am a threat when I can’t even beat the likes of him? This is a new low that I’ve sunk to, truly…
(As Vincent is talking to himself, the sound of loud, almost obnoxious laughter is heard breaking his trance. He looks up and turns as a person is seen approaching him.)
Clayton M. Golde: Oh, Vincent, Vincent, Vincent. If self-pity were an Olympic sport, you’d have the gold medal already. Look at you, slumped on that crate like the cuckold you are. Who’s got you feeling this way? Pft, Kirk Redwood? An alpha male like myself would’ve wiped the floor with him, he’s so irrelevant that even his shadow tries to stay out of the limelight!
(Clayton once again begins to laugh as Vincent looks progressively annoyed by this.
Clayton M. Golde: You know, I’ve been keeping tabs on the King of Elite tournament. A prestigious event, no doubt. But seeing you fumble it… well, let’s just say, that if I had been in that tournament, the crown would already be sitting on this flawless head of mine. But alas, they probably didn’t want me embarrassing the roster with my overwhelming superiority. You see, winners like me don’t cry about setbacks because we don’t have them. I don’t leave things up to chance, and I certainly don’t lose to the likes of Kirk Redwood. No, no, no. If I had been in your shoes, the whole tournament would have been nothing more than what I’d like to call a Golde Pill exhibition, one where the only real competition would’ve been my reflection in the mirror. Let me paint you a picture. Imagine this arena packed, every single person chanting my name because I’ve just decimated every so-called Elitist in that ring. The headlines the next day? I can picture it now, Golden God ascends to the throne, but you? You wouldn’t even have a damn headline! The difference between you and me, Vincent, is that I don’t just talk about being the best, I am the best, but you? You’re a joke. Be disappointed in yourself, now you know that if I were in your shoes, I would’ve done a whole lot better.
(Clayton chuckles at this again, seemingly not being able to get enough of himself at the moment. But the only thing that Vincent can do is narrow his eyes at him.)
Vincent Mondrian: I’d watch what the hell you’re saying.
Clayton M. Golde: Or what? Are you gonna punch me in the face or something? How are you going to explain this to all my fans around the world? Hurting an influencer like myself, are you kidding me? If anything, I’d watch what YOU say because it could very well ruin your career.
(Before Vincent can say anything else, someone intrudes, swiftly putting themselves in between them and putting their arms around both of them.)
Cosmo Goldworthy: Oh shit, is this the loser’s convention?
(Cosmo laughs as Clayton, with a disgusted expression slowly pushes his arm away from him, while Vincent immediately steps back. Cosmo realizes that the situation is tense and he can’t help but shrug his shoulders.)
Cosmo Goldworthy: Hey, calm down, I get y’all, I’m in your shoes. I just got my ass beat by BRAE last week and I can give credit where credit is due, he’s the New Breed Champion, mad respect. Vincent I know you lost in the King of Elite tournament, not even gonna lie to you, you got your ass beat. :mjlol: And man, Clayton, I already beat your ass too. So hey, I guess at the end of the day, we’re losers. Fuck it, guess we all ain’t shit. 🤷🏽
Clayton M. Golde: You’ve got some nerve lumping me into the same category as this guy. I’m not at the loser’s table I’m at the winner’s table. While both of you are struggling, I’ve already turned my failures into Golde. So if you would like to be included in this conversation, then please treat yourself accordingly, and that is beneath me.
Vincent Mondrian: If you’re so far above us, Clayton, then why are you even here? Maybe because deep down, you’re just as insecure as the rest of us. You mask it with your oversized ego and cheap cologne.
Clayton M. Golde: (Mumbling) This cologne costs more than your contract…
Cosmo Goldworthy: Oh, this is rich. The existential crisis showdown. Tell you what. since you both seem to love talking about what should’ve happened in the King of Elite tournament, shit, Clayton, I don’t even know why the hell you’re here, how about I take over as the voice of reason? Or maybe the voice of truth? The fact is, you’re both floundering and the sooner you own up to it, the better.
Clayton M. Golde: Truth? The only truth is that I’m a cut above everyone in this arena, including you two. I don’t need a “cRoWn to validate myself. My empire is already built, baby.
Vincent Mondrian: Enough of this. Do you think running your mouth changes anything? Actions speak louder than words. If you think you’re the best, Clayton, or you, Cosmo, are somehow relevant, then step into the ring. Prove it. Otherwise, shut up.
(Vincent turns around and makes his way out of the scene, Clayton looking visibly annoyed as he rubs his temple.)
Clayton M. Golde: The nerve on some people I swear to God…
(Clayton makes his way out of the scene, leaving Cosmo as he looks around in the direction where both of them left.)
Cosmo Goldworthy: Was it something I said?
(Cosmo smirks before turning around and leaving, having successfully instigated the conversation, it’s the last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty then begins to fade elsewhere.)
(Friday Night Fury’s video feed transitions backstage to gorilla position, as Effy McAvoy is stretching backstage with an intense and slightly manic look in her eyes, ready to head out for her match against Mia Santoro. She heads closer into the frame before accidentally bumping into BRAE, who was heading down the hall.)
Effy McAvoy: Well, look who it is. All of that big talk about becoming double champion didn’t really play out like you thought it would, huh? If my beloved Ahren never became a double champion, what makes you think you would have been one of the ones to do it?
(BRAE narrows his eyes, looking frustrated by the loss and exasperated at Effy’s antagonizing.)
BRAE: What do you think this accomplishes? I don’t deny the loss I took tonight. I gave it my all, but Kirk brought more fire and showed me that I need to throw myself even further into my training regiments to become the best New Breed Champion that I can possibly be. I’ll take some talking from him if he wants, but why are you speaking up, savoring a victory that you didn’t even get?
Effy McAvoy: It’s less about the victory and more about the audacity you had; having that long title reign has you feeling a bit too good about yourself, thinking you’re above the type of level Ahren set for the world.
BRAE: I didn’t say a thing about Ahren, you’re the only one who brought him up. But you aren’t in any position to be talking about my attitude or my title reign, because we’ve already had this match in the past and you weren’t able to end my reign. The length of my time in top of this division is because neither you nor any of the other New Breeds have been able to put in enough force to put me down and end my time with the gold.
Effy McAvoy: Yeah, I can admit, last time didn’t go in my favor… but we’re this close to King of Elite, and I still haven’t heard any of the other New Breeds speak up about challenging you for the title. We’ve had this match before, but who’s to stop us from running it back? Unless you think you wouldn’t be able to beat me a second time.
BRAE: Don’t put words in my mouth. You know me, I never back down from a challenge; the whole point of this reign was to show the entire division the standard I’m setting for them. What kind of a champion would I say if I backed down from your challenge? I accept.
(BRAE leaned in closer, with a serious look in his eyes.)
BRAE: But if you think second time’s the charm, don’t get too far ahead of yourself. You may not even win your match tonight, let alone take the New Breed title away from me.
(With that having been said, BRAE walks past her, keeping the New Breed title clutched against his shoulder. Effy McAvoy watches him walk away before she turns back towards the entrance to the stage, looking even more fierce than before. She walks towards it, ready for her match, and the cameras fade to ringside.)
Stephie Love: The following is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Stephie Love: Introducing first, from Watch Hill, Rhode Island, weighing in at 125 pounds, accompanied to the ring by EAW Hall of Famer, Ahren Fournier, SHE IS “THE OMEN!” EFFY MCAVOY!
(”Psycho“ by That’s Outrageous! blares throughout the arena, and Effy McAvoy peeks her head up from the right barricade. Ahren Fournier follows behind her as she hops the base, making her way into the ring.)
(‘Notorious’ by UPSAHL begins playing and the lights flash green and white. The camera pans over to Mia Santoro moving through the crowd, tagging her fans. She signs a couple of autographs, before hopping over the barricade and sliding into the ring. She climbs up the middle rope, extending her arms out.)
Stephie Love: Her opponent,, from Key West, Florida, weighing in at 115 pounds, she is “LA DESPERADA” MIA! SANTORO!
(DING DING DING!)
Flannery McCoy: We’re off to a start and both women march to the center of the ring, engaging into a quick and aggressive collar & elbow tie-up! Both women jockey for control, trying to get the advantage over the other.
Jake Mercer: Mia swings behind, applying a wrist lock. She applies pressure on the wrist, then spins into an arm wringer! Effy winces, feeling the pain. Mia continues to pull down on that wrist, but Effy runs to the ropes!
Stew-O: She runs to the top rope, leaping up to them! She back springs off the ropes, landing onto her feet and using that momentum to take Mia down with an armdrag! She floats over, locking in a kneeling armbar. She rubs her knee across the side of Mia’s jaw, and Mia winces, trying to find her way up. She slowly backs Effy against the turnbuckles, sending her off—
Flannery McCoy: Effy goes across the ring and runs up the middle rope! Mia charges after her, but Effy leaps over and pulls her down with a schoolboy rollup.
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEE!!!
Jake Mercer: Kick out from Mia and both women rise! They charge into each other, both cracking the other with a punch at the same time! They bounce off the ropes this time, running into a forearm! Still, neither woman budges. They run off the ropes to build steam, DROPKICK FROM EFFY— DROPKICK FROM MIA! And they hit the ground both!
Stew-O: A bit of a stalemate, but neither acknowledges it. Mia rises to her feet and charges into Effy, trying to tackle her out of the ring! But Effy sidesteps it, throwing Mia out the ring through the middle rope. Mia lands into her feet and turns, looking up. Effy wants a slingshot pescado!
Flannery McCoy: Mia shows her ring IQ as she reaches inside the ring, pulling Effy out to the floor! Effy lands onto her feet and swings a clothesline at Mia’s skull! But Mia ducks it and sends her into the ring post!
Jake Mercer: Goodness! Effy’s head smashes into the post and she staggers backwards, and Mia scoops her up! BACK SUPLEX RIGHT ONTO THE PADDED FLOOR! I’M SURE THAT DIDN’T HAVE MUCH GIVE, THOUGH! Mia slowly pulls herself up, dragging Effy up.
Stew-O: She throws her into the ring! Mia hops onto the apron, looking around. She’s already seeking an early end of this match as she makes her way up to the top rope. Mia points down to Effy, balancing up top…
Flannery McCoy: MIA LEAPS FROM THE TOP ROPE! ‘EYE IN THE SKY!!!’ BUT EFFY ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND EFFY GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE CANVAS, MISSING IT! Effy staggers up, holding her head. She grabs Mia by the waist!
Jake Mercer: BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX ONTO THE TOP ROPE! MIA BOUNCES OFF OF IT AND TOPPLES TO THE MAT! Effy drags her up and grabs her by the head, lifting her up. She marches to the center of the ring, dropping back with a brainbuster! Effy hooks the legs!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Stew-O: Kick out from Mia! Effy slowly pulls herself up. She grabs Mia, slowly pulling her to the turnbuckles. Effy places Mia up top, and she begins to climb up wit her. Mia boots her back! Mia boots her again! Mia nails Effy with a chop and she staggers away. Mia climbs to the top rope, waiting on Effy. She looks up, AND MIA FLIES WITH A CROSSBODY! Effy gets planted! Mia rises to her feet, pumping her fist. She pulls Effy up and leans her on the ropes for an irish whip!
Jake Mercer: Mia flies in for a clothesline, and drills Effy! Mia is up to her feet and calls Effy to her feet. She tries another clothesline, but Effy catches her arm and spins her out. She grabs her by the head and lifts her vertically, but Mia floats over and spins her around! Superkick to the knee! FOLLOWED BY A ROUNDHOUSE TO THE HEAD— THERE’S ‘TWO FOR THE ROAD!’
Flannery McCoy: Effy topples to the ground, and Mia wobbles, dropping to a knee. She doesn’t want to end the match right there, not opting for a pin. Mia slowly rises to her feet, stepping out of the ring. She makes her way to the turnbuckles, ready to wrap this one up! She slowly climbs up to the top
rope.
Stew-O: … But Effy rolls out of the ring! Effy holds the back of her head, still reeling. Mia is still perched on the top turnbuckle, waiting for Effy to rise. Effy looks up, AND MIA FLIES OFF THE TOP WITH A CROSSBODY-
Jake Mercer: EFFY DROPS BACK AT THE LAST SECOND! MIA EATS THE FLOOR! SHE NEARLY
KNOCKED HERSELF OUT OFF OF THAT! SHE’S LAID OUT! EFFY JUST SAVED THE MATCH FOR HERSELF! She scrambles up to her feet and drags Mia up! She throws her in and Effy follows behind!
Flannery McCoy: Mia holds her jaw, wheezing. Effy hits off the ropes, kicking her in the ribs! She forces Mia up afterwards, and grabs her in a wrist clutch. She ripcords Mia out, ‘THE CLIMAX!’ THE KNEE BRINGS HER DOWN! MIA IS FLATTENED! EFFY DROPS DOWN, HOOKING THE LEGS!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: KICK OUT FROM MIA! SHE JUST BARELY STAYS IN THIS MATCH! Effy slaps the mat! She rises to her feet, yelling in the referee’s face! The referee is trying to stand his ground, but either way Effy needs to stay focused on this match! Mia is still out from that knee.
Stew-O: Effy turns, dragging Mia up. She hooks her head and tosses her overhead with a powerful snap suplex! Effy rises, pulling Mia up. She tosses her with another snap suplex! Effy rises to her feet, trying to keep her temper. You can see Ahren Fournier at ringside, trying to motivate Effy into staying focused!
Flannery McCoy: Mia rolls over, the pain in her neck draining her. She slowly pulls to her fours and Effy hits off the ropes, LEAPING INTO ‘STORYBOOK ENDING—‘
Jake Mercer: MIA MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! EFFY STOMPS INTO THE CANVAS! Mia hooks the waist, SAITO SUPLEX! She bounces Effy off the canvas! Effy rolls over, slowly trying to rise despite that! Effy pulls her up slowly. Mia hits off the ropes! ‘KILLING MOON!’ ROLLING WHEEL KICK PUTS EFFY DOWN!
Stew-O: That’s exactly what Mia needed to get the win! She crawls over, hooking the legs.
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE—
Jake Mercer: KICK OUT FROM EFFY! NOT OUT OF THIS MATCH JUST YET! Mia slowly rises to her feet, shaking her head. Both of these women are certainly expending a lot right now!
Stew-O: Effy rolls over, using the ropes. She slowly rises, wobbling. Mia meets Effy with a big forearm smash to the side of the head! But Effy fires back with one of her own! Mia cracks Effy with another forearm! And Effy fires back! Now both women are trading forearm strikes without hesitation! Mia nails Effy repeatedly, bouncing her off the ropes!
Flannery McCoy: Mia takes Effy’s wrist and irish whips her off— but Effy reverses with one of her own! Effy flies in for a dropkick! Mia gets sent back, but both roll to their feet at the same time and Mia scoops her up for an exploder suplex! Effy bounces off the canvas, rolling to the turnbuckles in a seated position. Mia rises, yelling out to the crowd!
Jake Mercer: She runs across the ring, diving into a METEORA! Mia throws Effy out of the corner and steps out of the ring, climbing up top. Mia nods his head, looking around. ‘EYE IN THE SKY!!!’ SHOOTING STAR PRESS LANDS ONTO EFFY’S RIBS! MIA HOOKS THE LEGS!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE—
Stew-O: EFFY GETS HER FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! MIRACULOUS SAVE! Mia looks around, pointed eyes at the referee! I’m not sure how Effy survived that!
Jake Mercer: And now Effy rolls to the apron, holding her ribs. Ahren tries to give her a pep talk, BUT MIA RUNS FORWARD! SHE DROPKICKS AHREN AWAY FROM THE APRON, AND DOWN HE GOES! Mia steps out of the ring, shaking her head.
Mia Santoro: (off-mic) Stay out of my match!
Flannery McCoy: Mia is still shouting at him, but look over— Effy’s eyes are wide in shock at what she just did!
Effy McAvoy: (off-mic) AHREN! NO!!!
Jake Mercer: Effy slowly tilts her head up to Mia and rises. Mia approaches Effy and throws a forearm- Effy blocks it and starts pummeling her over and over with punches to the jaw! Effy starts laying in repeated punches! She kicks Mia in the ribs and grabs her up by the head, lifting her UP! SUPLEX ON THE APRON! MIA’S SPINE IS DRIVEN INTO THE EDGE OF THE APRON! Both toppled to the floor, and they’re yelling out in pain!
Stew-O: She’s driven by rage! Effy pulls himself up and drags Mia up to his feet! He throws her into the ring, slowly rolling in with her. Mia is laid out, and Effy pushes up to the second rope. SHE MAKES THE BIG LEAP! DOUBLE FOOT STOMP, CRUSHING HER RIBS! MIA IS ROLLS OVER, COUGHING OUT IN AGONY!
Flannery McCoy: Effy rolls over, pulling Mia up. She hits off the ropes, wasting no time! ‘PROTECT YA NECK!’ SHE NEARLY RIPPED HER HEAD OFF OF HER SHOULDERS! MIA IS LAID OUT ON THE CANVAS, NOT MOVING! COVER BY EFFY!
OOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE!!!
(DING DING DING!)
Stephie Love: Here is your winner of this match, EFFFY MCCCAAVVVOOOYYY!!!
(As soon as the bell rings, Effy rolls out! Ahren is starting to recover already- but Effy checks on him and aids him. She embraces him with a big hug, and guides him back into the ring. Both slide in and Effy leaves her arm out for the referee to raise.)
Stew-O: Big win for Voltage’s Effy McAvoy! Both had a very competitive back and forth match, but it all fell apart when Mia put her feet on Ahren!
Jake Mercer: If you know Effy well, that is something you want to avoid doing. Going after Ahren Fournier?! Why?! Mia may have had it in the bag, but she made the mistake of attacking her opponent’s temper.
(The final shot showss Effy walking off with Ahren before Dynasty fades to commercials.)
(A commercial plays for the Nintendo Switch 2.)
– Mia Santoro vs Effy McAvoy
(The scene cuts to the backstage area as Holly Arrow can be seen.)
Holly Arrow: ….
(The spirit of Holly Arrow just looked a little sad and empty, there was not much emotion in her personality. She seemed very strung out and dry. She was walking, to the point she never even noticed — she was about to bump into someone!)
Kensingten Calhoun-Aster: AH! Goodness gracious I would have absolutely slammed right into you, If I wasn’t anymore careful!
(Kensingten shouted as she looked at Holly, claiming she would “slam” directly into her. But Holly had lots of muscle on her, so Holly just raised an eyebrow.)
Holly Arrow: Uh, yeah? My bad, I was just taking a walk through the backstage area, that was really all it was. Focusing and thinking really deep on a couple of things, that was all.
Kensington Calhoun-Aster: Yeah, well. The way I saw it, you looked contagiously sad! I was in a hootin’ mood before I saw you looking all sad and depressed. What has your heart in the wrong place, hun?
Holly Arrow: Nothing really, it’s.. nothing.
(Holly was hesitant to really make a remark, knowing who Kensington is actually, really was a turn off for her. She had no requited interest in telling her what really irked her.)
Kensington Calhoun-Aster: Come on now, hun. If I didn’t at least show some remorse and concern for you, I would have just sent you packed out on the curb. I actually do care, and I can see that something is bothering you. Now, I can understand if you don’t really trust me, but what is telling me some “true feelings” gonna do?
Holly Arrow: I just don’t really want pity, I have been saying these things for awhile now. But honestly — I don’t have much to really ask for. I am just figuring this situation out for myself, maybe I can tell you in the future. But right now, my stubborness ultimately has me stuck in my ways.
Kensingten Calhoun-Aster: You know how many times people have described me as “stuck in my ways”?? I know what I’m doing, and I know that something is wrong. What is it? I will sit here and hold ya to it.
(Holly was annoyed, but Kensingten seemed.. “genuine” in her own right. So she let out a sigh, it was either stand here all night, or tell her.)
Holly Arrow: I feel like I have been stuck in a loop no matter what I do. I just can’t seem to get things going. I am nearing the point of a year now, and it’s just becoming a difficultly for me to encompass. I am starting to wonder that if returning to wrestling… or hell…. joining it in the first place, was ever a good idea for me. Am I just wasting my time..? Because it feels like I have been.
Kensingten Calhoun-Aster: I guess, I really do get your concerns and worries, but I ask you — do you also feel as if you are giving your best back in return? Are you truly putting your best forward…?
(Holly raised an eyebrow, as she looked at her.)
Holly Arrow: What do you mean about that?
Kensingten Calhoun-Aster: Sometimes, I feel as if you are coasting and coming to terms with the fact that things are not going your way. And it is highly unbecoming Holly, seeing as you are a former champion, and… a dominant former champion at that.
(Holly just was mesmerized by the words escaping the mouth of Kensington. She was talking about becoming unbecoming….?)
Holly Arrow: Are you really gonna sit here and tell me that…? Have you heard some of the things you have said? The vulgar and unbecoming words to escape your lips? In case of you need to speak about unbecoming, you should look for your nearest mirror. No offense, but I sense no reasoning in taking advice for someone who doesn’t even follow their own.
Kensingten Calhoun-Aster: Well, you need to stop the woe is me bullshit. You have been doing this since the season began, Holly. It has been that same redundant pattern for almost a full cycle year now. You have been given so much time, and have only wasted it.
Holly Arrow: But that is where your statement is complete and utter bullshit. I hold myself accountable, and I am not diluted in my own problems. I am not blaming others, only myself. Do you really want to go there..?
Kensingten Calhoun-Aster: I am just so sick of everytime you speak being a charade of “Do I belong here? Or not?” I don’t think you comprehend what you just deciding to get up and quit the wrestling business because of a bad break, does for the Dynasty roster. You need to get yourself together, we aren’t running a brand of wasteful idiots! And you should be the last person to be grouped into that! But!!!! Guess what?
(She looked at Holly, only furthering her point.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Aster: It’s hard to invest, I WANT there to be a future for you on this brand. But it seems as if you don’t want one!
(That, lit a spark under Holly Arrow. The fight glistening in her eyes.)
Holly Arrow: You really have some sort of sick charade and game you like to play, huh? Congratulations for getting inside my head, that is the only props I will ever give you. But this is all out of spite, my restoration will only be for me.
(That garnered a small grin from Kensingten.)
Kensingten Calhoun-Aster: Perfect, this is exactly what I wanted to see from you. Toodles now, hun!
(Kensingten walked away with a grin wide across her face, as Holly just leaned against a wall. Thinking about what Kensingten said.)
Holly Arrow: Hm.
(Holly really thought to herself, but as she was thinking to herself, the camera would reveal someone in the near distance.)
Mia Santoro: Huh.
(Mia Santoro, who just finished her match, had heard the entire conversation. Shaking her head, that would be the closing shot as Dynasty would fade back to ringside.)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following King of Elite Quarterfinal contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Pride & Arrogance’ by Takeru Kanazaki can be heard across the speakers as the most polarizing reception can be heard throughout the arena tonight. Drake Armstrong emerges from the back with a cocky expression plastered on his face, amused by the negative energy revolving around his presence due in part to the crowd as he proceeds to step down the ramp.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Scarsdale, New York, weighing in at 245 pounds…. DRAAAAKE, ARMSTRONG!!!
Stew-O: And here we have the most experienced of the two elitists in this quarter final tonight, as Drake Armstrong is looking to place another victory in the books on his way to solidifying royalty.
Flannery McCoy: Considering how Armstrong has been able to defeat Hall of Famers & attain championship gold before, his opponent will have quite the test ahead if he looks to defeat a man who can be seen as a favorite to win the tournament!
(‘Rise & Fall’ by Starset can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the audience reacts positively to the arrival of Corey Hale, with Corey emerging from the back and nodding to their responses as he heads down the ramp, ready for the match ahead.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent! From Phoenix. Arizona, weighing in at 200 pounds… COREYYYYYY HALE!!!
Stew-O: Corey Hale was able to remain on this pursuit for the King of Elite tournament after defeating the current Interwire Champion, and now he’s prepared to go one on one with a former Interwire Champion in his own right.
Jake Mercer: Now Corey will be testing himself against Drake Armstrong, and this can become another immense win for the newcomer if he’s able to continue to move forward…
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And we’re off! There’s no doubt that we are about to see a very interesting matchup for our Quarterfinal tonight, as Drake Armstrong looks to take on Corey Hale right here! Corey has certainly presented himself as a surefire wildcard through all of his efforts being made so far, as he managed to score a victory over the Interwire Champion himself to make it to the next round! But who stands before him is none other than a former Interwire Champion himself who has frequented the main event picture as well, with Drake Armstrong looking to impose more than just a sizable challenge against the upstart.
Flannery McCoy: You can even see that Armstrong has quite a smirk on his face, as he may be seeing that he is the most experienced and battle tested of the two in this match. But Corey is unwavering as they begin to pace themselves around, with Hale maintaining a fighting stance as Armstrong is looking to close the distance to the best of his ability as well, and this shifts dramatically as the two then delve into a swift collar and elbow tie-up as well! Corey is trying to uphold his stance for as long as he possibly can, but this isn’t as fruitful as Drake is now using his strength advantage to push Corey backward & into the ropes behind him! The referee counts down as Drake looks to keep this held before the five count can go through, now slowly backing away—
Jake Mercer: ‘TILL DRAKE SWINGS—BUT COREY DUCKS! Drake turns around and is directly met with a knife edge chop that keeps him at bay! Armstrong is now being suppressed considerably here as Corey Hale looks to keep him at bay! ANOTHER knife edge chop follows up as Drake can’t seem to get out of this spot here, with Corey maintaining all of the control that he can muster as A THIRD chop strikes across the chest of Drake Armstrong! This is not the start that Drake is looking for but this will persist further as now Corey is looking to grab a hold of Armstrong’s hand and irish whip his opponent toward the ropes ahead!!
Stew-O: But here’s Armstrong looking to reverse the momentum & continuing to utilize much of his own strength to irish whip Corey Hale toward the ropes ahead!!! Corey’s now leaning back & rebounding from the ropes as Drake looks to put him down with a sudden BOOT—but Corey slides right under Armstrong and pops back up to his feet while Drake is trying to turn back swiftly.. AS COREY LANDS A DROPKICK THAT KNOCKS ARMSTRONG INTO THE ROPES AFTER CAUSING HIM TO STUMBLE! And Armstrong leaned against the ropes as he’s refusing to be put down entirely by the newcomer here BUT HERE COMES HALE!
Flannery McCoy: AS COREY MANAGES TO CLOTHESLINE ARMSTRONG OUT OF THE RING & ONTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR BELOW! Corey mustered up all of his energy to be able to commit with that as he also sent himself over the top rope when doing so, but was able to clutch onto the ropes to prevent himself from falling off of the apron! Drake is trying to pull himself back up with aid of the barricade, keeping his arm over it as he’s looking to find his stance again despite the pressure being applied by Corey here! But I highly doubt Drake will be getting any ample room to breathe here AS COREY’S READY—
Jake Mercer: AS COREY SPEEDS FROM THE ROPES & BACK TOWARD ARMSTRONG WITH A LIGHTNING QUICK SUICIDE DIVE!!! Corey is able to drive Drake into the barricade back first as he’s on a roll right now! Hale gets himself back up as he’s able to nod to himself while continuing the momentum! Armstrong is clutching onto his lower back as he’s crawling himself around, trying to keep himself away from Corey for as long as he possibly can despite Hale being very fresh in this match as is! Hale decides to follow suit, moving toward Armstrong as he’s now sending a swift CHOP across his chest for good measure, keeping Armstrong leaned against the steel steps!
Stew-O: Drake is struggling immensely here and this is not going all too well for him, as Corey continues to mount the pressure with another knife edge chop that’s sent sprawling across Armstrong’s chest as he’s being kept back! Now Corey is backing himself away from Drake, as he may be seeking out a true game changer here that can secure the victory to come for himself as well! Corey has Drake directly in his own sights and now lines him up for the pressure with a SPINNING BACK ELBOW—
Flannery McCoy: BUT DRAKE DUCKS AND KEEPS A HOLD OF HIM AS HE’S HOISTED COREY UP—WITH A BACK SUPLEX ONTO THE STEEL STEPS!!! Corey’s immediately collapsing down to the ringside floor and writhing in pain as Drake is now giving himself ample time to recover from here on out as well! Corey is trying to find any semblance of footing that he once had, dragging himself toward the barricade and now pulling himself upward as he’s got a hand clutching onto his own back! That was a nasty back suplex on those steps that can potentially cost Corey Hale the match to come!
Jake Mercer: As Drake’s not relenting back here by dragging Corey over and placing his arm around his upper body—TO SLAM COREY ONTO THE BARRICADE WITH A SICKENING URANAGE!!! Corey slumps down onto the floor as the uranage was enough to leave him squirming around in pain!!! Drake is now grabbing a hold of Corey and proceeds to drag him back into the ring, just before sliding back into the ring as he’s able to pull himself back up! Hale is still trying to remain in the fight as much as this is placing all of the pressure on him! Corey is able to return to his feet however, despite all of the strife that he’s been dealt!
Stew-O: ONLY TO BE DROPPED BY A BIG BOOT FROM DRAKE ARMSTRONG!! Corey is taken back down by the boot as Armstrong drops down and hooks the leg here! The referee slides to the pin!!!
ONEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOO!!!!
T—
Flannery McCoy: NO! Corey is able to kick out of that, and Drake is sitting himself up as he’s now got all of the control in this match! Armstrong continues to shift the match further into his own momentum as he’s dragging Corey over to the ropes by clutching onto his hair, tugging him along as the referee is absolutely giving an earful directly to Armstrong while he’s still proceeding through with placing Hale over the middle rope! And now Drake is continuing kicking down onto the back of Corey’s head despite the referee continuing to warn Armstrong that if he continues, he won’t shy away from a disqualification to hand deliver directly to the former Interwire Champion!
Jake Mercer: Which Drake seems to understand as he backs himself away from Corey for the moment, as he’s now given Hale some room to maneuver here—BUT DRAKE PRESSES HIS KNEE OVER COREY’S UPPER BACK AS ALL OF THE PRESSURE IS BEING APPLIED HERE! Corey is trying to escape this as the referee is counting down, and Drake exhausts every second before the disqualification could go through as he then backs away with his hands raised! Corey’s coughing up a storm as he’s desperately trying to keep himself together, with a hand on the rope as he’s looking downward & doesn’t seem occupied on keeping his eyes on the ready Drake Armstrong!
Stew-O: As it appears Armstrong doesn’t waste too much time on listening to the referee with his attention directed back to his opponent, and he rushes himself forward as he’s looking to take Corey’s head off with a SWIFT CLOTHESLINE—BUT A SUPERKICK FROM COREY HALE FOLLOWS! Corey has to keep himself leaned against the ropes while Drake is staggering backward into the ropes, just before moving forward as he’s still TRYING TO GET ANY ADVANTAGE HERE BY AIMING TO SWING ONCE MORE—
Flannery McCoy: A SIDE KICK FOLLOWS UP ACROSS DRAKE’S ABDOMEN! Corey then takes a hold of Armstrong and with a grip onto his tights is able to HOIST DRAKE ARMSTRONG UPWARD BEFORE BRINGING HIM BACK DOWN WITH A FALCON ARROW!! Corey is able to maintain the hook of the leg as Corey’s shoulders are now down, with the referee counting the pin!!
ONEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOO!!!!
T—
Jake Mercer: ARMSTRONG WITH THE KICK-OUT! Drake is able to remain in the match as Corey backs himself away, with a hand over his own back after the pressure that Armstrong placed upon him previously! Now Hale is looking to keep Drake down, dragging him over to the corner as he’s not interested in refraining from the momentum he must continue! Armstrong is still laid out as Corey is now working his way through the ropes & up to the top turnbuckle! Corey has his target directly in his sights as there doesn’t seem to be any other route for this to end up devolving into here… TO AIM FOR FROG SPLASH!
Stew-O: BUT DRAKE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AS COREY COLLIDES WITH THE MAT! Hale is immediately clutching onto his own abdomen as he’s looking to bring himself back up, refusing to stay down for long as he’s looking to keep himself in the match despite the frog splash not amounting much to his own favor! Now Drake is back up to his own two feet as Corey’s struggling here, but he’s unable to scout what’s coming toward him as DRAKE SENDS HIM CRASHING ONTO THE BACK OF HIS NECK WITH A DRAGON SUPLEX!! Corey is immediately clutching onto the back of his own neck after landing roughly on that canvas!
Flannery McCoy: As now Drake’s shifting Corey into a sudden GUILLOTINE CHOKEHOLD! Armstrong is keeping the guillotine choke applied for as long as he possibly can here while undergoing a great deal of pressure at this point, and this panning out terribly for the opponent at hand! Hale is trying to move around and find any semblance of ground that he possibly can but this becoming a difficult matter to tackle for himself as well! Corey is still remaining as conscious as he can despite the pressure being placed on him, but I fear Armstrong is mere moments away from reaching his victory to guarantee he moves on!
Jake Mercer: BUT COREY IS HOLDING OUT! He’s keeping himself in this fight as Armstrong is trying to uphold the guillotine choke with all of his might here but Hale is now elevating himself above the mat as he’s creating this arch as well! This is keeping him from remaining on that canvas where Drake would have continued to apply as much of the pressure as he would’ve liked—AS COREY SUDDENLY SHIFTS HIS WEIGHT AGAINST ARMSTRONG AND MAINTAINS THE PIN!!!! DRAKE IS SQUIRMING BUT HIS SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!!!
ONEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOO!!!!
T—
Stew-O: DRAKE ESCAPED THE PIN! Corey has a hand on his own neck as he’s looking to continue with the momentum that he’s gonna try and attempt to return back to his side while rising up to his feet, now turning to target his opponent here—BUT DRAKE WITH A SUDDEN KNEE RIGHT ACROSS HIS ABDOMEN! Armstrong halts all of the control that Corey could’ve been focused on, and Drake looks to take advantage of the moment he’s been given here as he’s now looking to rise Corey upward and he’s seeking out this ALABAMA SLAM WITH INTENT—
Flannery McCoy: BUT COREY TURNS THE ATTEMPT OF AN ALABAMA SLAM INTO A HURRICANRANA! The hurricanrana sends Armstrong rolling onto his back and toward the corner, as now Drake has a hand on his own lower back while clutching onto the corner, shaking his own head as he’s trying to keep himself strong with the stance against the corner! But Corey is maintaining all of this fire within him that he possibly can as he’s now looking to continue by RUSHING FORWARD & NAILING A RUNNING FOREARM IN THE CORNER! Armstrong is continuing to face the pressure!
Jake Mercer: As now Corey’s pulling Armstrong away from the corner & directly into his own hold, shortly before being able to hoist Drake into his stance as he’s now turning him around DIRECTLY INTO AN ELECTRIC ‘AS ABOVE, SO BELOW’! An incredible maneuver is able to pan out with success as Corey Hale maintains the pin as well!!!
ONEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEE—
Stew-O: NOT ENOUGH! Armstrong is able to kick out!!!! But Corey’s not all too intent on slowing down at all here!!! He’s not rushing for the corner and moving through the ropes, but no climb being made! Drake leaned beside the ropes as Corey has now found some sizable ground of his own, up onto the apron as he’s now waiting for Drake to rise to his feet as well! Armstrong doesn’t seem to be all too aware of the threat that’s looming around… AS HALE LEAPS UP ONTO THE TOP ROPE AND LAUNCHES OFF FOR ‘HALESTORM’—
Flannery McCoy: BUT ARMSTRONG WITH A SUDDEN BIG BOOT TAKES COREY DOWN WHILE HE IS MID FLIGHT! Corey’s immediately clutching onto his own jaw after being nailed square across his chin, Drake managed to rise back up to his feet quickly with his hand grasping onto the rope as it allowed him to evade all kinds of disaster there! Corey’s struggling to bring himself back up, but he is remaining conscious in spite of the troubles!
Jake Mercer: AS DRAKE NAILS ‘BY THE BOOTSTRAPS’ TO TAKE COREY BACK DOWN WITH AUTHORITY!!! Hale is down as Armstrong now rushes himself back over & hooks the leg here, with the referee sliding on over to count the pin!
ONEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEE—
Stew-O: NO! NOT ENOUGH! Armstrong is shaking his own head after sitting himself up as he’s now seeing all of the fight that Corey has left to give! Now Drake is rushing himself over to the corner, laying in wait as Corey is slowly rising back up to his feet while Drake is now looking to finalize this match & move on in this tournament as well… AS HE’S RUSHING FORWARD & LOOKING TO NAIL ‘HALBERD FROM HELL’—
Flannery McCoy: COREY WITH A SPINNING BACK KICK IS ABLE TO HALT ARMSTRONG FROM PUTTING THE NAIL IN THE COFFIN! Hale just bought himself some valuable time as he’s now nodding to himself while Drake’s clutching his own abdomen, looking to send Armstrong into a vicarious predicament with ‘HEAVEN TO HALE’—
Jake Mercer: BUT DRAKE HELD ONTO THE ROPES AT THE NICK OF TIME! Corey falls back & rolls backward onto his feet as he’s now rushing forward—BUT DRAKE SIDE STEPS & SLAMS COREY INTO THE ROPES NECK FIRST!!! Corey’s erratically motioning back up to his feet, coughing up a storm YET HERE’S ARMSTRONG HOISTING HALE INTO THE ‘DEATH PENALTY’!!! Armstrong hooks the leg!!!!
ONEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… DRAAAAKE ARMSTRONG!!!
Flannery McCoy: Drake Armstrong is able to move on!!! Corey Hale brought white the battle ahead and proved himself to be an elitist to watch out for, as he’s certain to have a bright future!
Stew-O: As much as Corey Hale did put up the fight, Drake is able to utilize his prowess as an experienced elitist to garner the next step. Congratulations, to Drake Armstrong!
(‘Pride & Arrogance’ can be heard emanating throughout the arena as Drake Armstrong rises to his feet, grinning to himself as the referee raises his hand in victory while Drake clutches his abdomen. Corey leans by the apron, dissatisfied with the result tonight as the scene soon fades.)
(A commercial plays for the Metaphor: ReFantazio soundtrack, featuring Drake Armstrong, Daniella Atlas and Jay Jerry Johnson.)
(As Dynasty came back on air after a brief absence.. “Let Me Hear” by Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas blasted throughout the arena. Saori Aizen made her way out, but the look on her face? Didn’t really scream that of satisfaction.)
Stew-O: Out of the tunnel is Saori Aizen, and first thing first. I am just going to go outright and say it — she doesn’t look too happy. You can see all of the anger in her face first and foremost here!
Flannery McCoy: What happened with Brianna Hill was not exactly the desired result for her, and you can begin to witness that play face. If looks could kill..
Jake Mercer: Saori is looking to bounce back.. but we will see what it is that she has to say !
(In the ring now, the theme music of Saori would come to its cultivation. Microphone at hand, she paced around with ferocity.)
Saori Aizen: I am not happy.
(The first statement was the hardest one. Saori really put emphasis on this, as the focus glared on her. Saori wasn’t happy, and she only continued to pace around the ring as she spoke.)
Saori Aizen: I am not happy because I am not moving onto the next round of the tournament. I know, I should take accountability. But I just can’t help but express my disassociation. Brianna Hill defeated me, and it’s just so annoying. I have watched this woman Brianna cost all season long. Getting by doing absolutely nothing. And now? this is how things end up!? A single battle royal has suddenly turned that woman into this perennial overachiever, and you expect me to deal with it like this, okay. Since it is the new year, I wanted there to be a new me……….. okay.
(Saori just rolled her eyes at that statement, not really feeling any of the words she had just stated.)
Saori Aizen: But regardless of that. Empress Of Elite was suppose to be something gratifying and special for me in EAW. I was going to reveal a revelation — I am a championship-caliber competitor. But not only that, but I am a championship caliber winner. I know that I can win gold, my matches against the Jaded Hearts and my attempts at becoming Specialists Champion will not forever defy me. Some people may try to give me flack, and chalk all this down to being just my rookie season here in Elite Answers Wrestling, but that is a personality of weakness. I will never be complacent, and I will not accept anything more than success in my life. I have succeeded at so many things in my life, and you know why? Because I always apply for my success. I never back down from toppling my opportunities. I excel at almost everything I do, because I make it my goal. I pin all my focus onto that. I don’t turn back from any challenge, because I am never intimidated. Do you want realistic expectations from me…?
(Saori begged the question, as she paced around and then nodded.)
Saori Aizen: I still believe that even in spite of more recent failures, I still envision a bright reality where next season — I walk into it as champion. By season’s end, I know that I will be standing here with championship gold. It is a refusal to be like the other meandering, lowly Elitists who can’t do anything for themselves, then proceed to waste YEARS chasing after ghosts and former glory. I want to be champion, and point blank the fact of the matter is.. I may not be in the running to win Empress Of Elite anymore, but that doesn’t mean i’m going to be leaving King of Elite empty handed.
(With that passionate line delivered, Saori Aizen stepped forth. She looked directly at the camera as she held onto the top rope. The fire and spark in her eye.)
Saori Aizen: I want to get the point across as clear as day. I will be leaving with something, and I’ll leave King of Elite as champion. And I want to call out one specific champion, and I am not going to beat around the bush. There is one woman that I have my focus on — and it is the same woman that I managed to defeat during the first round of the tournament. Why don’t I just go ahead and try this again? Another round at the Specialists Championship with no failure being an option. Nikki Kimura, I was able to defeat you. So that should put things in order right there, I showed that I can beat a champion. And I know that I can do it again with higher raised stakes. I am calling my shot whether you are up for the challenge or not. You are on notice, and at King Of Elite the only thing you need to know is I’m waiting on you.
(With that mic drop, the intense words of Saori Aizen rang through the arena. Calling out Nikki Kimura in such immense fashion, Saori had every focus intent on becoming Specialists Champion and as her theme song played, it only sold her determined memo more.)
Stew-O: Saori Aizen says that despite failing in her conquests to become Empress Of Elite, she still wont find herself escaping empty handed. There was nothing but passion and rage behind her words, and if I am Nikki Kimura — I am starting to sweat!
Flannery McCoy: Absolutely, Saori delivered her dialogue with heat and passion. Her preparations in becoming champion is going to be a steady one, she already has the mental advantage over Nikki Kimura. This will all be interesting to witness how it plays out..
Jake Mercer: That is if, Nikki Kimura even answers the challenge, she may just not say anything and leave Saori guessing! But who knows. I guess we’ll see!!
(The final shot was Saori Aizen standing on the ramp, looking behind her one final time, as the scene faded and Dynasty went elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for the NFL, featuring Rex McAllister.)
(‘Homecoming’ by Lil Uzi Vert plays throughout the sound speakers. Soon after, Brianna Hill comes out from the back with a confident look on her face. The crowd gives her a mixed ovation as she looks around, letting the energy of the crowd pump her up.)
Stephie Love: THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS A SEMI-FINALS MATCH IN THE 2025 EMPRESS OF ELITE TOURNAMENT AND IT’S SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!!!
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM CANCUN, MEXICO…SHE IS ‘THE BUTTERFLY QUEEN’…BRIANNA HILL!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: In the first round, she faced off against Holly Arrow, which resulted in a controversal victory with Brianna Hill putting her feet on the ropes. In the second round, she would face off against Saori Aizen as she managed to defeat her in a less controversial fashion. Now, this might be Brianna Hill’s greatest test yet as she takes on a former Specialists Champion in Daniella Atlas! Someone, who has had a great season so far!
Flannery McCoy: Brianna Hill had a rough start in Elite Answers Wrestling until she was brought into La Familia. She was one out of the people to help Roberto De La Rosa cash in his 24/7 contract and give him his first championship in EAW. Since then, it seems like Brianna has gotten things going for herself. The Last Stand may have been a bit rough between La Familia, but she has a bigger opportunity in store. Something that could totally change the course of her career.
Jake Mercer: Seeing Brianna Hill evolve to becoming ‘The Butterfly Queen’ has been amazing to see. I have enjoyed seeing her evolution these past couple of months. At Road to Redemption, she managed to win the Extreme Enigma Memorial Battle Royale. Now, she looks to add another huge victory by defeating Daniella tonight, moving onto the finals in Chicago, Illinois and getting that Empress of Elite crown! But, it’s not going to be a simple process here!
(‘Vortex’ by Jinjer begins to sound throughout the arena as Daniella Atlas comes out. Daniella looks to be focused and ready for battle as she looks around the sea of EAW fans who are giving her a mixed reception herself. Overall, it seems like this crowd is divided on who they would like to see in the finals, but Daniella is not letting that faze herself out.)
Stephie Love: AND…INTRODUCING HER OPPONENT…FROM DUNKIRK, FRANCE…SHE IS ‘THE BLACK FLAME’…DANIELLA ATLAS!!!!!!
Stew-O: To me, this should be the hands on favorite to win the Empress of Elite tournament! Daniella Atlas has had an AMAZING season on Dynasty! Just completely broken out of the pack! A former Specialists Champion who many people say lost the title a bit sooner than anticipated, but Daniella looks to add another huge accomplishment to her resume! The Empress of Elite crown and eventually, a shot at the Universal Women’s Championship!
Flannery McCoy: Daniella Atlas managed to overcome Ashlynn Quinn in the first round and then Unified Tag Team Champion, Pandora Paisley in the second round of this tournament! Now, she looks to knock off the woman who won the Extreme Enigma Memorial Battle Royale tonight! You are right, Stew! A lot of people have looked at Daniella Atlas as one of the favorites to win this thing. But, when you look at Brianna Hill, she was someone that not many people expected things from, but she’s made it here. She’s hungry as well to win. Who’s to say that this could fall in Brianna’s favor?
Jake Mercer: When you put things that way, Flann, I feel like this match can fall in the favor of either of these women. This tournament has created stars. It also solidified stars. It’s going to be the same thing with this tournament. This match is going to determine one out of the two finalists of the Empress of Elite tournament! Will it be Daniella Atlas? Will it be Brianna Hill? Let’s fucking go!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Jake Mercer: The semi-finals of the Empress of Elite tournament is underway! We are going to
see a superb wrestling match between two of the brightest stars of our women’s division —
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
(Brianna Hill rolls out of the ring. She dusts her hands up before holding them up. She doesn’t want part of the match up – at least, not right now. She begins to pace around. Her eyes never leave the sight of Daniella Atlas. Meanwhile, Daniella is gesturing for Brianna to meet her back inside the ring. She sits down on the middle rope, giving Brianna an opening to enter the ring. But, Brianna isn’t buying it.)
Stew-O: Right away, Brianna Hill is looking to play some mind games to the former Specialists Champion! Brianna is demanding that the referee backs Daniella Atlas away! Brianna knows that Daniella can be trusted around here! The referee does as what Brianna wants as Brianna waits for a moment or two before getting herself up on the apron —
(At the sight of Brianna Hill getting on the apron, Daniella Atlas races towards the winner of the Extreme Enigma Memorial Battle Royale, which causes Brianna to go back down as she yells at the referee to back away Daniella once more. Brianna has a strategy in play and it only seems to make sense to her.)
Flannery McCoy: What is this nonsense from Brianna Hill?
Jake Mercer: Isn’t it obvious, Flann? Brianna Hill is looking to get in the head of ‘The Black Flame.’ Brianna wants to defeat Daniella Atlas with that big head of her’s! Mind games 101. One of the oldest tricks in the book! Brianna continues to yell at the referee, who insists that he has Daniella backed away! Then, we see Brianna finding herself on the apron once more! Brianna is looking at Daniella as begins to step into the ring once more! Finally, it seems like Brianna is more than ready to compete and stamp her ticket to Chicago!
Stew-O: Brianna Hill and Daniella Atlas have their hands in a fighting stance — the two women proceed to lock up, but Brianna looks to apply a waist lock on Daniella! Brianna looks to lift Daniella up before connecting with a belly mat slam! Brianna maintains grasp of the waist before racing over to the front of Daniella and connecting with a front headlock! Still, we see Brianna keeping Daniella down! She finds herself to her knees as she pulls up Daniella from the mat! Daniella pushes Brianna away from her, BUT BRIANNA GOES RIGHT AFTER HER AS DANIELLA STANDS HERSELF UP STRAIGHT AND CONNECTS WITH A GIANT BOOT TO THE FACE OF BRIANNA!
Flannery McCoy: That must have taken Brianna Hill by surprise! Daniella Atlas picks up Brianna by that hair of her’s and takes her to her feet! Daniella pushes Brianna to the horizontal set of ropes before connecting with a whip! That sends Brianna to the set of ropes across from them as Brianna isn’t able to stop herself on time! She runs right into a shoulder block from ‘The Black Flame!’ Daniella is brushing her shoulders off, looking quite confident in herself! She runs to the same set of ropes that Brianna had just rebounded off and connects with a leg drop as her leg lands right on top of the chest of Brianna!
OOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
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Jake Mercer: Brianna Hill gets a shoulder up! Daniella Atlas shakes her head before getting up! Then, she gets Brianna up to her feet! Daniella got a good hold of the back of Brianna’s head before throwing her head-first to the corner! BUT, BRIANNA MANAGES TO STOP HER HEAD FROM COLLIDING WITH THE TURNBUCKLE! SHE THROWS AN ELBOW SHOT BEHIND HER THAT LANDS ON THE FACE OF THE FORMER SPECIALISTS CHAMPION! BRIANNA GETS ON THE SECOND TURNBUCKLE BEFORE TURNING BACK AND NAILING DANIELLA WITH A CROSSBODY AS THAT TAKES DANIELLA DOWN!
Stew-O: DANIELLA ATLAS ROLLS THROUGH! SHE HAS BRIANNA HILL IN A HORIZONTAL POSITION AS SHE MANAGED TO CATCH BRIANNA, WHO HAD INTENDED TO CONNECT WITH A CROSSBODY! YOU CAN SEE THAT BRIANNA IS SHAKING HER HEAD ‘NO’ AS SHE KNOWS THAT SHE MAY HAVE FOUND HERSELF IN A HORRIBLE POSITION TO BE IN! DANIELLA TAKES BRIANNA BACK WITH AN EXPLODER SUPLEX AS SHE SENDS ‘THE BUTTERFLY QUEEN’ TO THE BOTTOM TURNBUCKLE! Now, we see Daniella running right after Brianna and connecting with a giant face wash to the side of Brianna’s face! Daniella grabs Brianna by the leg and pulls her out of the corner to go for a pin fall attempt!
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Flannery McCoy: Brianna Hill with a kick out! Daniella Atlas saddles on top of Brianna as she connects with a multitude of left and right punches to the face of Brianna! Daniella finds herself to her feet as she grabs Brianna by her shoulders, getting her to her feet in the process! But, Brianna connects with a kick to the ankle of Daniella as Daniella is caught off guard! Brianna manages to connect with another kick to the ankle of Daniella! And another one! Soon enough, it seems like Brianna is starting to get a bit of a rhythm going for herself! She connects with a series of side kicks to Daniella’s ankle, trying to distract her before popping her in the mouth with an uppercut! This takes Daniella back as Brianna runs right after Daniella with a knee strike as that knocks her back into the ropes!
Jake Mercer: Brianna Hill begins to stomp on the downed body of Daniella Atlas! Brianna is going insane with those stomps to the body and face of Daniella! She is not letting Daniella move an inch! Brianna wants to inflict as much pain as she possibly can! I think that referee is looking to step in and begin his count!
Referee: (off-mic) ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE!
Stew-O: Brianna Hill begins to back away! She cannot afford to get herself disqualified! She gets disqualified in this match and her chances of winning Empress of Elite go down the drain! There is so much in stake in this match! Brianna and Daniella Atlas are going to need to be careful about what they do in this match! The referee is waiting for Daniella to find herself on her feet! AT THE FIRST SIGN OF THAT, BRIANNA CHARGES RIGHT AFTER DANIELLA, LOOKING TO CONNECT WITH ANOTHER KNEE STRIKE, BUT DANIELLA MANAGES TO GET HERSELF OUT OF THE WAY! DANIELLA ROLLS UP ON BRIANNA AS SHE LOOKS TO SNEAK AWAY WITH A SPOT IN THE FINALS!
Flannery McCoy: Brianna Hill manages to roll herself out of any roll up from Daniella Atlas! Brianna looks to take down Daniella with a basement dropkick to the ankle! This causes Daniella to collapse down to one knee! Brianna gets Daniella and connects with a chokehold STO to Daniella as that takes Daniella down! Now, it seems like Brianna is beginning to feel good about herself! She has her arms out in the open, soaking in the reception of the crowd! She then looks down at Daniella before scraping her boot on the side of ‘The Black Flame’s’ face! The disrespect here!
Jake Mercer: But, did you expect for Daniella Atlas to come into this match, giving her any respect? No! These two will do ANYTHING to get to the finals of the Empress of Elite tournament! These two are going to be terrible to each other! That’s what we should be expecting here! Brianna grabs Daniella by the face and smacks Daniella across the face! This causes Daniella to fall flat on her face before Brianna begins to elbow the spine of Daniella! She manages to get Daniella in a front headlock before connecting with a snap suplex! Brianna manages to keep Daniella in a seated position as she begins to apply a headlock on the former Specialists Champion! Brianna is doing good on weakening her opponent! Preventing any sort of movement from Daniella might be the smart thing for Brianna to do here!
Stew-O: Daniella Atlas looks to be trying to fight her way out of the grasp of Brianna Hill! Daniella is not going to let her chance of becoming Empress end because of Brianna! Brianna is shaking her head ‘no’ as she realizes that she may be in a situation that she won’t be able to get herself out of! Slowly, but surely, Daniella begins to rise to her feet! IN THE PROCESS, SHE BEGINS TO PICK UP BRIANNA! BRIANNA IS TRYING HER BEST TO KEEP HER FEET PLANTED ON THE MAT! BUT, THE STRENGTH OF DANIELLA ATLAS MIGHT BE TOO MUCH FOR HER AS DANIELLA MANAGES TO RAISE BRIANNA UP AND CONNECT WITH A SAITO SUPLEX AS THAT TAKES BRIANNA BACK! BRIANNA LANDS ON THE BACK OF HER NECK AS DANIELLA SITS HERSELF UP AS SHE TRIES TO COMPOSE HERSELF!
Flannery McCoy: Daniella Atlas finds herself to her feet as Brianna Hill is looking to do the same thing! But, obviously, it’s Daniella who manages to get to her feet first! Daniella connects with a clothesline that sends Brianna to the mat! She gets Brianna up and gets her into position! She hoists Brianna up and connects with a falcon arrow! BUT, DANIELLA IS NOT DONE THERE! SHE GETS BRIANNA IN A POWERBOMB POSITION BEFORE HOISTING HER UP IN A CRUCIFIX POSITION! SHE’S LOOKING FOR THAT NIAGARA DRIVER THAT SHE CALLS ‘ANIMUS’ —
Jake Mercer: But, Brianna Hill manages to slide off at the last second! She drops to the mat as Daniella Atlas turns herself around! She connects with a jumping knee strike as that takes Daniella down for a second! Now, Brianna manages to get Daniella by one of her arms and connects with an arm trap STO as that is enough to take Daniella down! Brianna goes for the cover!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
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Stew-O: Daniella Atlas with a kick out! Brianna Hill gets Daniella up to her feet before whipping her to one of the corners! This causes Daniella to crash back-first against the turnbuckle at the corner! But, Brianna is running right after Daniella as she connects with a meteora! This causes Daniella to collapse down to the second turnbuckle! BUT, BRIANNA BACKS AWAY AGAIN AS SHE RUNS RIGHT TOWARDS DANIELLA AND CONNECTS WITH A GIANT CANNONBALL SENTON TO THE FORMER SPECIALISTS CHAMPION AT THE CORNER! BRIANNA ROLLS HERSELF BACK TO HER FEET BEFORE SHE BEGINS TO STOMP ON THE DOWNED BODY OF ‘THE BLACK FLAME!’ BRIANNA IS NOT HOLDING BACK WHATSOEVER AS SHE HOLDS HER FOOT THERE! THE REFEREE MIGHT NEED TO STEP IN TO BEGIN HIS COUNT!
Referee: (off-mic) ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! STEP AWAY, BRIANNA!
Flannery McCoy: Brianna Hall begins to pace as she’s yelling for Daniella Atlas to get herself to her feet! Daniella is clutching onto the ropes, which she is using for support to get herself to her feet! But, Brianna is not looking to waste any more time as she helps Daniella up to her feet! She gets Daniella into position before she connects with a snap suplex! Daniella finds herself in a seated position, but Brianna manages to connect with a basement dropkick to the back of Daniella’s skull! Then, she sees that Daniella isn’t going down completely! Brianna gets in front of Daniella and connects with a penalty kick to the face! This manages to knock Daniella to her back!
Jake Mercer: BRIANNA HILL GETS DANIELLA ATLAS BY HER HAIR AND GETS DANIELLA INTO POSITION FOR THAT TIGER DRIVER THAT SHE LIKES TO CALL ‘THE GRUDGE!’ BRIANNA MANAGES TO SPIKE DANIELLA DOWN ON HER HEAD! BUT, BRIANNA HAS INTENTIONS OF MAKING SURE THAT THIS MATCH ENDS AS SHE BEGINS TO BACK AWAY! STILL, YOU CAN SEE THAT BRIANNA IS STARING AT DANIELLA, WATCHING HER EVERY MOVE BEFORE CHARGING TOWARDS HER WITH THAT SHINING WIZARD — ‘HITS DIFFERENT’ ON DANIELLA!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
(Daniella Atlas rolls herself out of the ring before Brianna Hill could connect with ‘HITS DIFFERENT.’ Daniella is laughing outside of the ring as she manages to get herself out of a complicated situation. Meanwhile, Brianna is not amused whatsoever. She sensed that she was just seconds away from potentially winning the match and Daniella rolling out of the ring ruined that for her.)
Stew-O: Daniella Atlas manages to roll out of the ring before Brianna Hill could connect with that shining wizard! Brianna does not look happy whatsoever and honestly, who can blame her? BUT, SHE LOOKS TO GET HERSELF UP FROM THE GROUND, LOOKS AT THE SET OF ROPES BEHIND HER BEFORE SHE RUNS TOWARDS THEM! SHE REBOUNDS OFF OF THEM AND SENDS HERSELF THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE WITH A SUICIDE DIVE! SHE LAUNCHES RIGHT THROUGH DANIELLA AS BOTH OF THESE WOMEN GO CRASHING DOWN TO THE FLOOR NEAR US!
Flannery McCoy: But, it’s Brianna Hill that manages to get herself to her feet as she gets Daniella Atlas by the nape of her neck and throws her body-first against the steel steps! Brianna is hyping herself up as she begins to take apart the steel steps! The referee is yelling for Brianna to step foot inside the ring again, but Brianna tells him to wait a second before she sandwiches Daniella’s ankle between the steel steps and the steel ring post! Now, we see Brianna taking a step back before —
Jake Mercer: BUT, DANIELLA ATLAS MOVES HER FOOT OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND! INSTEAD, IT’S HER THAT GRABS BRIANNA HILL AND FLAPJACKS HER ONTO THE STEEL STEPS! BRIANNA CRASHES BACK AS SHE HOLDS ONTO HER NOSE! DANIELLA USES THE OPPORTUNITY TO DISTANCE HERSELF FROM BRIANNA! YOU CAN SEE AN EVIL SMIRK ON THE FACE OF DANIELLA! I’M NOT SURE WHAT SHE HAS IN STORE, BUT IT’S NOT GOING TO BE PRETTY AS —
Stew-O: —A running knee strike of her own as that nails Brianna Hill on the face! This takes ‘The Butterfly Queen’ back to the floor! Daniella Atlas grabs Brianna by her face before shoving her to the barricade! DANIELLA GETS BRIANNA INTO A POWERBOMB POSITION BEFORE HOISTING HER UP AND SLAMMING BRIANNA DOWN ON TOP OF THE BARRICADE! THAT POWERBOMB DID NOT LOOK GOOD WHATSOEVER! BRIANNA IS CLUTCHING HER BACK IN PAIN, BUT IT SEEMS LIKE DANIELLA WASN’T TOO CONTENT WITH THAT POWERBOMB! NOW, SHE GETS BRIANNA UP IN A POWERBOMB POSITION AGAIN! BUT, SHE DOES NOT HAVE HER BODY FACE TOWARDS THE BARRICADE, BUT THE EDGE OF THE APRON! SHE DROPS BRIANNA THERE AS BRIANNA COLLAPSES TO THE GROUND!
Flannery McCoy: Daniella Atlas rolls back inside the ring as that stops the referee’s count at eight! I don’t sense that the referee is going to be flexible at this point of the match! He knows how both women can be! He wants to make sure that this match is as clean as it possibly can! The finals of the Empress of Elite tournament is on the line! Both of these women need to be at their absolute best!
Jake Mercer: Their best behavior as well — or well, stray away from things that could get them disqualified! But, Daniella Atlas rolls herself back outside the ring as the referee begins his count once more! Daniella gets Brianna Hill by her arm and whips her ribs first to the barricade! Then, she grabs Brianna’s shoulder before slamming her spine first against the edge of the apron! Now, we see Daniella holding Brianna by her chest before connecting with a palm strike to the chest of Brianna! Brianna begins to shriek in pain in response! But, The sound is almost like sweet music to the ears of Daniella! Daniella with another palm strike to the chest of the winner of the Extreme Enigma Memorial Battle Royale! The look of pain on Brianna’s face tells the entire story!
Stew-O: It seems like Brianna Hill had enough with the palm strikes to the chest! She begins to fight back with forearms of her own! She manages to take Daniella Atlas back to the barricade! BUT, STILL DANIELLA IS SEEN TO BE FIGHTING BACK! SHE KEEPS HER FEET FIRMLY TO THE GROUND AS SHE SEEMS TO MATCH BRIANNA’S INTENSITY OF THE PUNCHES! SHE CONNECTS WITH PUNCHES OF HER OWN AS THE REFEREE MIGHT AS WELL STOP HIS COUNTING AS HE LOST CONTROL OF THESE TWO WOMEN! BUT, DANIELLA CONNECTS WITH A KNEE TO BRIANNA’S GUT! Then, Daniella rolls Brianna back inside the ring! Daniella rolls herself back inside the ring as she looks to continue this match back inside the ring! She stalks Brianna to her feet before connecting with an ‘Inamorata’ — her variation of a running lariat takes down Brianna!
Flannery McCoy: Daniella Atlas might be seconds away from stamping her ticket to Chicago, Illinois! She just needs one more move to put down Brianna Hill! She gets Brianna up and we all know what move Daniella is looking for! It’s that same pump handle drop that she has used to put away various Elitists in the past! ‘South of Heaven’ —BUT BRIANNA MANAGES TO GET HERSELF UP ON THE SHOULDERS OF DANIELLA BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A POISONRANA BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A ROLL UP OF HER OWN! IS THIS WHAT’S GOING TO TAKE TO SNEAK AWAY WITH THE VICTORY AND HEAD TO THE FINALS OF THE EMPRESS OF ELITE TOURNAMENT!??!
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Jake Mercer: Daniella Atlas manages to kick out at the last second! Brianna Hill finds herself to her feet as she beats Daniella to the punch as she manages to nail an enziguri to the side of Daniella’s head! This manages to take Daniella to her knees before Brianna looks to follow that up with a knee strike, but Daniella manages to catch that knee and throw it back to Brianna! But, Brianna does not give up as she looks to connect with a superkick, BUT DANIELLA MANAGES TO CATCH THE FOOT AS SHE GETS HERSELF TO HER FEET! BRIANNA LOOKS LIKE SHE MAY BE REGRETTING THAT PARTICULAR MOVE! BUT, DANIELLA CONNECTS WITH A DRAGON SCREW LEG WHIP! THIS CAUSES BRIANNA TO COLLAPSE TO THE GROUND AS SHE CLUTCHES TO THAT LEG OF HER’S!
Stew-O: It’s almost like Daniella Atlas smells blood in the water! She sees that Brianna Hill is exactly where she wants her! Daniella is waiting for the most perfect opportunity to go after Brianna for the — ‘BLACK DEATH!’ THE DISCUSS ELBOW TO THE BACK OF BRIANNA’S HEAD! BUT, NO! BRIANNA MANAGES TO CATCH DANIELLA BY SURPRISE WITH A STUNNER AS THAT CAUSES DANIELLA TO REBOUND BACK! BRIANNA FOLLOWS THAT BY CONNECTING WITH A DROPKICK TO ONE OF THE ANKLES THAT BRIANNA HAD BEEN TARGETING ON AND OFF THROUGHOUT THIS MATCH UP! NOW, WHAT DOES BRIANNA HAVE IN MIND NOW???
Flannery McCoy: I THINK THAT WE’RE GOING TO BE SEEING BRIANNA HILL GO FOR THAT OCTOPUS STRETCH! SHE LIKES TO CALL THAT ‘SANGUINE PARADISE!’ IS SHE GOING TO MAKE DANIELLA ATLAS SUBMIT HERE TO THIS MOVE? WILL SHE LOOK TO BE ONE STEP CLOSER TO ADDING AN EMPRESS OF ELITE CROWN TO THAT EVER-GROWING RESUME?
Jake Mercer: Not if Daniella Atlas can say anything about it! It seems like Brianna Hill can’t fully apply the ‘SANGUINE PARADISE’ to Daniella! Daniella is trying to get one of her hands to touch the ropes! She is looking to do what it takes to get this move off of her, but Brianna is trying to keep her exactly where she is! If Brianna can fully apply this move, she could make ‘The Black Flame’ pass out here! She might even submit! But, Daniella is still looking for a way to get to the ropes! She is looking for a way out of this situation as — Daniella manages to clutch to the ropes! Brianna has no other choice, but to break up the submission hold!
Stew-O: BUT, IT SEEMS LIKE BRIANNA HILL HAS ANOTHER IDEA IN HER MIND AS — ‘HOTLINE!’ THE TIGER FEINT KICK TO DANIELLA ATLAS AS THAT SEEMED TO TAKE HER BACK! NOW, WE SEE BRIANNA WITH AN EVIL GRIN ON HER FACE! SHE CAN SENSE VICTORY ON THE HORIZON FOR HERSELF! SHE WAITS PATIENTLY FOR DANIELLA TO FIND HER WAY BACK TO HER FEET! SHE SEES THE FORMER SPECIALISTS CHAMPION SLOWLY, BUT SURELY GETTING TO HER FEET BEFORE — ‘BREAKTHROUGH!’ HER VARIATION OF THE. RUNNING ENZIGURI AS THAT KNOCKS DANIELLA DOWN!
Flannery McCoy: BUT, BRIANNA HILL IS NOT DONE HERE! SHE STARTS HER PROCESS ALL OVER AGAIN AS SHE BEGINS TO WAIT PATIENTLY FOR DANIELLA ATLAS TO FIND HER WAY BACK TO HER FEET! SHE RUNS RIGHT AFTER DANIELLE WITH ‘HITS DIFFERENT!’ THAT SAME SHINING WIZARD THAT SHE WAS TRYING TO CONNECT WITH EARLIER IN THIS MATCH!
Jake Mercer: BUT, DANIELLA ATLAS SPRINGS BACK TO LIFE AS SHE MANAGES TO USE THE MOMENTUM OF BRIANNA HILL’S SHINING WIZARD TO PICK HER UP AND COUNTER WITH ‘SOUTH OF HEAVEN’ —THE PUMPHANDLE DROP! THAT CAUGHT BRIANNA BY SURPRISE AS DANIELLA STAKES HERSELF ON TOP OF HER! IS THIS GOING TO BE IT HERE?!?!?!
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TTTTTHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Vortex’ plays once more as Daniella Atlas gets off of Brianna Hill! She slowly finds her way back to her feet as the referee raises her hand in victory, declaring her the winner of the match. Daniella is more than fired up over the outcome.)
Stephie Love: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH AND MOVING ON TO THE FINALS OF THE 2025 EMPRESS OF ELITE TOURNAMENT…DANIELLA ATLAS!!!!
Stew-O: Daniella Atlas stamps her ticket to Chicago, Illinois! But, it was a well-fought victory here as Brianna Hill looked like she had a fantastic shot in making that happen for herself! Brianna put on a fantastic effort, but it was Daniella who was able to counter and catch Brianna off guard with ‘South of Heaven!’
Flannery McCoy: It was a great performance from Brianna Hill! This, like Road to Redemption, were fantastic ways to get herself out of La Familia’s shadow! The result may have not panned in her favor, but I can assure you that this is going to be a fantastic year for Brianna!
(Brianna Hill finds herself being helped out of the ring by a referee. Surely, she is disappointed in the result. But, there’s no doubt that she poured her entire heart and soul into the match. She is helped up the ramp with the referee as the camera pans back to Daniella Atlas back inside the ring. She points to the Empress of Elite crown on the red velvet pillow on the mantle and gestures to the crown for her.)
Jake Mercer: On Sunday Night Voltage, we will figure out who will be facing Daniella Atlas in the Empress of Elite finals. Will it Bea Valentine or KASAI? There’s no doubt that Daniella will be watching that match closely. Congratulations to Daniella!
(A commercial plays for Shea Moisture, featuring Chris Elite.)
(Friday Night Dynasty returns to show a shot of the ExtraMile Arena as the sounds of ‘Saint Pablo’ by Kanye West begin to blast through the speakers of the arena to a deafening negative reaction from the crowd. The camera then goes over to the stage to show Cy Henderson as he’s seen making his way out from the backstage area. He’s unhappy about what transpired last week as he takes a quick scan around with a disgruntled expression on his face before then beginning to make his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… EAW HALL OF FAMER!!!!!!!!!! CY HENDERSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stew-O: Well, last week we saw Cy Henderson in action against Chris Elite, and while the match was going accordingly, Cy ended up finding himself distracted by Brian Daniels, who was watching the match from the crowd. While Brian didn’t particularly do anything, his presence alone was enough to take Cy off his game and cost him his match, leading Chris to get the victory. As you can see, it’s not something that the EAW Hall of Famer is taking very easily at the moment as he makes his way to the ring.
Flannery McCoy: This is certainly not the turn we expected these two to take, especially since they’ve known each other for more than a decade up to this point. But now I feel as though it’s only a matter of time before everything begins to get to its boiling point. With us just two weeks away from King of Elite, I’m sure one of them is going to end up making their move, and it could very well be Cy as he makes his way down to the ring here tonight to give his thoughts.
Jake Mercer: The unction is beginning to heat up. Both of them are looking to prove a point at the other’s expense, it’s like it’s 2010 all over again! I’m getting chills, this is exactly what the EAW fan in me has been waiting for all this time.
(Cy makes his way up the steps and onto the apron as he enters the ring, making his way over and taking a microphone from the ringside area. ‘Saint Pablo’ then begins to come to a close from there as he makes his way toward the center of the ring, taking a moment to compose his thoughts before beginning to speak.)
Cy Henderson: Last week, the past reared its ugly head, didn’t it? I feel like it was only a matter of time before I came out here and addressed Brian Daniels personally, let’s do it. He’s a man who I once shared camaraderie, glory, and pain with, and someone who had the gall to return to this company again and most importantly, get involved in my business. He stood there last week, like a ghost I thought I’d long since exorcized. A distraction, a relic of a time when we were on the same side of this battlefield. But let me tell you something, if you intended to remind me of the good old days, to try and rattle me into submission with memories of our so-called glory… then congratulations, it worked. I remembered everything. Every success, every failure, every bitter lesson carved into my skin. But it didn’t work in the way you hoped. It didn’t make me weaker, it didn’t make me pine for the days of Cerberus or for the man you used to be, no, it reminded me why I’ve clawed my way back to this ring. Why I’ve endured the setbacks, the ridicule, and the doubts. It reminded me that you, Brian, are a part of the very past that I’ve sworn to bury. You are the shadow that’s loomed over me, a specter of “what was”, while I fight for “what is” and “what will be”.
Cy Henderson: Do you know what makes this moment so frustrating? It’s that you were once the only person I respected in this business. You stood by me, and we did things no one thought were possible. But the past is a funny thing, it has a way of twisting heroes into villains and allies into enemies, and here we are, proof that time changes everything. I don’t know how many times I need to say this, or how many times I need to get this into your head particularly for you to understand, unlike you, I’m not chasing the past. I’m not someone who has been forgotten in the annals of EAW history like you and is desperately trying to rekindle that fire again, I’m far past that point. I’m not the man I was ten years ago, hell, I’m not even the man I was last week. Every mistake I’ve made, and every loss I’ve suffered, has been another brick in the wall of the future I’m building. You are just another piece of rubble in my way, and mark my words, I’ll bulldoze through you just like I’ll bulldoze through anyone who tries to keep me tethered to a past I’ve already outgrown. I didn’t come back to relive the greatest hits, I came back to create something new, to etch my name in history not as a relic, but as a legend. So you know what? Enough with this already. If you want to come out to this ring and address business, then we can do that. But I’d watch what I’d say very carefully because especially after the disrespect that you gave me, I’m not going to be as kind anymore.
(Cy doesn’t have to wait very long to get a response, after some time, ‘Dragonborn’ by Jeremy Soule begins to play through the speakers to loud cheers from the crowd. The camera then goes from the ring to the stage as Brian Daniels is seen making his way out with a smile on his face. He spreads his arms out, practically embracing the reaction that he’s’ getting here tonight before then beginning to make his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Stew-O: Well, ask and you shall receive, here comes Brian Daniels. Brian has been vocal about how disappointed he is with Cy and the person that he’s become since his return to this company and hasn’t backed down on that belief even when Cy has been quite aggressive toward him. It’s clear that this is all on a crash course, but Brian doesn’t seem very intimidated by that prospect whatsoever.
Flannery McCoy: Remember, Brian Daniels returned by beating the New Breed Champion, BRAE, last month. If he’s shown anything, it’s that he’s still got it in the ring. Cy has been a mainstay on Dynasty the entire season now, and he’s certainly made an impact, but one thing for certain is that he hasn’t faced someone like Brian, someone who he can’t predict what level he’s going to compete at in this ring against him. It’s a new challenge for sure.
Jake Mercer: I’m sure everyone is just as excited as I am to see Cy and Brian back in the same ring! This is just like 2016 all over again! This is so great, you can tell just how excited I am!
(Brian makes his way up the steps and onto the apron as he enters into the ring. He smirks at Cy before making his way over and taking a microphone from the ringside area. ‘Dragonborn’ then begins to come to a close from there as Brian approaches Cy, then beginning to speak.)
Brian Daniels: Well, Cy, it’s good to see that some things haven’t changed, one thing is for certain, you still love the sound of your voice as much as you did back in the day. But let me make one thing clear, I’m not here to relive the past or give you some nostalgia trip down memory lane. I’m here because I see a man, most definitely not the same one I knew, desperate to convince himself that he’s moved on, that he’s grown past everything that he’s been through. Yet here you stand, dragging my name into your struggle as if I’m still the ghost haunting your career. You talk about burying the past, but what you’re trying to do is rewrite history. I’ve been watching you saw me last week, and you’ve done a hell of a job telling the world you’re this new, unshakable force, but that act wears thin when you’re confronted with someone who knows the real you. The Cy Henderson I see today is the same Cy Henderson I saw back then, you’re talented and driven, but riddled with insecurity. You’ve built this quite formidable wall, but the only thing it does is hide the cracks in your foundation.
(Cy doesn’t look very happy with what Brian is saying as he shakes his head quickly, beginning to speak once more.)
Cy Henderson: You think you know me, Brian? Do you think you’ve got me figured out because we used to share a ring? Let me tell you something, you don’t know a damn thing about the man I’ve become. You’re clinging to this fantasy that you’re the better man, that you’re the voice of reason coming back to set me straight. But here’s the truth, you’re just another washed-up name trying to ride the coattails of my success. It’s ironic considering once upon a time that’s something that you could’ve considered me, but I moved past that point in my career. Unlike you, I knew when it was time to grow up and progress in my career and I did that without hesitation. The problem is that you can’t stand to see me thrive without you.
Brian Daniels: You’ve got a lot of bark, but barking dogs rarely bite. Do you think I came back to this company for some self-serving redemption arc? No. I came back because I knew this place needed someone who wasn’t afraid to call out the frauds masquerading as legends. Someone who could remind the fans what real wrestling looks like. And if I have to start with you? So be it. Do you think you’ve evolved? Fine. Prove it. King of Elite, me and you, one-on-one, in this ring, then we can see just who the better wrestler is and put this to bed.
(The crowd roars in approval for the potential of a match like this, Cy looks around for a moment, quite unamused by how this entire situation has gone down before sighing briefly.)
Cy Henderson: Is that really what it’s going to take, Brian? To get you to finally go away and struggle to build your career instead of involving yourself with me? Fine, then you got your match, but just know one thing, I was always right. While nothing has changed with you, everything has changed about me, and that’s what’s going to be your undoing.
(Brian nods his head as he smiles.)
Brian Daniels: Well then it’s official. Cy Henderson, I’m going to kick your fucking head in!
(The crowd cheers as Brian drops his microphone down to the ground, ‘Dragonborn’ beginning to play through the speakers again as Cy shakes his head and turns around, making his way out of the ring. Brian with a smile on his face climbs up to the top rope, spreading his arms out while the crowd continues to show their support.)
(That is, until…)
Stew-O: OH! BRIAN DANIELS DOESN’T HAVE A CHANCE TO CELEBRATE THIS AT ALL! CY JUST SLID BACK INTO THE RING AND BLINDSIDED BRIAN BEFORE YANKING HIM OFF OF THE TOP ROPE! THE CROWD IS SHOWERING BOOS DOWN ON HIM AS CY IS RELENTLESS SENDING STOMPS DOWN ONTO HIS BODY, BRIAN DANIELS IS DEFENSELESS RIGHT NOW! THERE’S NO NEED FOR THIS!
Flannery McCoy: CY GRABS BRIAN AND BRINGS HIM UP TO HIS FEET, SETTING HIM UP…
Jake Mercer: BEFORE DROPPING HIM DOWN WITH ‘RISING TIDE’! THE BURNING HAMMER CONNECTS, AND BRIAN DANIELS IS OUT OF IT! CY HENDERSON STANDS TALL, AND WHAT A STATEMENT AHEAD OF KING OF ELITE!
(‘Saint Pablo’ begins to play through the speakers of the arena as Cy Henderson rises to his feet, ignoring the boos from the crowd as he raises his arms in the air over the body of Brian Daniels. It’s the last shot seen before Friday Night Dynasty then begins to fade out to elsewhere.)
(A commercial plays for Billie Eilish’s ‘Hit Me Hard and Soft’ Tour, featuring Holly Arrow.)
(Dynasty fades to a segment where Drake King is seen at an undisclosed location. He appears to be seated within the dark space, head hanging low, his forearms perched and resting along the top of what seems to be a chair.)
Drake King: …. Hm.
(It’s hard to read the expression. Didn’t help that the strands of long, dark-brown hair covered part of his face. However, as the camera gradually zooms out, it quickly becomes apparent where Drake is. The faint illumination gives way to the familiarity of the chair to the viewers.)
(It’s the same one Constance Blevins was in after Drake ruthlessly attacked her.)
Drake King: Funny how history has a way of repeating itself, isn’t it, Minerva? You stood there last week, screaming my name, challenging me, desperate for vengeance. For her. For Constance. I get it. I do. She was your friend, your sister-in-arms. And when I attacked her in this very room—
(Drake glances around the space with a ghost of a smile, letting the memory linger before returning his gaze to the camera.)
Drake King: —you felt powerless. It’s not just the pain of watching someone you care about crumble in front of you. No, it’s the deeper truth that cuts, isn’t it? The truth that I can control you. That I can break you. That everything you hold onto, from your allies, to your strength, and even your resolve, is just as fragile as Constance was in this chair.
(His body language, almost eerily calm, contradicts the venom in his words. But there’s that right bit of condensension laced within it, and the slight smirk he bares doesn’t help things.)
Drake King: But now, here you are. Thinking a challenge—a Three Stages of Hell match—is the answer. That somehow, stepping into the fire will cleanse you of your guilt, of your anger. You think it’s going to fix everything, don’t you? Bring closure. Bring redemption. Bring justice.
(He slowly leans forward, the strands of his hair shifting just enough to reveal his eyes beneath them: dark, intense, almost lifeless. He cocks his head slightly, studying the camera as if Minerva herself were behind it.)
Drake King: But let’s be honest, Minerva. Justice doesn’t exist. Not for you, not for Constance, not for anyone. What you’re chasing? It’s just another lie. It’s what people tell themselves to keep going, to convince themselves that there’s light at the end of the tunnel. But what happens when that tunnel leads straight to me? Hm? You called for me, and now you’ve got my attention, but you’re not walking into this match for vengeance. No, Minerva, you’re walking into a trap. My trap. Because I am the one who dictates how this story ends, and I told you that before, but you refuse to listen. You can’t possibly, if ever, accept the fact that you will never be able to truly end me. You want to continue to act as if you can’t move on from me, but you can. You were able to. You had all the right cause to do just that! But it is YOU who is still stuck in the past! It’s YOU who continues to escalate every single little thing and act as if you are this poor victim that I continue to harm.
(He scoffs, letting disgust color his face.)
Drake King: You are the real manipulator. A liar. A fraud. Everything you have accused me of and more. But you don’t see that. No one here does.You’re the one who feeds off this cycle, Minerva. You want to make this about me, about the pain I caused. But what you can’t accept is that it’s never been about me. It’s been about you. The truth is, you’re addicted to the chaos. To the drama. To the feeling that you’re needed—that somehow, you’re the one who can fix everything. Yet here you are, wanting to play martyr for yourself and everyone. You think you’re better than me in the moral sense, better than me as you feel like everything you do is so justified… but it’s not. I see through the broken glass. All you care about is feeding your own delusion that you’re better than me. That somehow, you can rise above everything I’ve done to you, everything I’ve taken from you, and still call yourself whole.
(Drake lets out a low, humorless chuckle, shaking his head slightly.)
Drake King: But you’re not whole, Minerva. You’re a fractured little girl clinging to whatever scraps of power you think you still have. That’s why you issued this challenge. That’s why you stood in that ring last week screaming my name like a woman possessed. You’re not trying to defeat me… you’re trying to convince yourself you even have the capacity to fight me. But deep down, you know the truth, don’t you? And the truth of the matter is that you’re not bringing me to my end…
Drake King: … you’re bringing yourself to your own demise.
(He snarls.)
Drake King: But it makes no difference to me. I’m not going to stand here and plead for you to see reason. As if you ever could. No… I’ll accept your challenge, because this hellish proposition you offer is of your own doing, and they’re won’t be any excuses for when you fail. You will lose. You will be broken down. You will be ruined, and you will have no one else to blame for that but yourself. I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way, though. Maybe losing to me in this kind of fight will finally allow you to wake up and see all of the faults you hold. But then again, perhaps I shouldn’t hold my breath.
(He rises from the chair. Hands fit into his pockets. He walks lazily around it, circling, before he stands in front of it.)
Drake King: Makes no difference to me. One way or another, Minerva, I am going to give you the worst loss possible in your miserable, pathetic career. If you wish to continue to make me out to be the villain, then so be it. However, you aren’t going to be conquering me. You won’t end me. I am going to beat you, and it’ll be too late for you to salvage any part of yourself. So, if I have to be the bad guy one more time in your eyes, I’ll be it.
(He turns back to the camera, one final, chilling smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.)
Drake King: But I’m not just going to be the villain of it. I’m going to be the end of it, and by extension, you.
(The screen slowly fades to black, the finality of Drake’s words lingering in the air as Dynasty returns to ringside…)
(The camera cuts to Stephie Love in the ring.)
Stephie Love: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Survivor’ by The Score can be heard throughout the arena as Rex McAllister makes his way outward from the entrance ramp as he has a positive expression, giving a brief glance toward the audience. He looks at the crowd with a reassuring nod as he then makes his way down the ramp with optimism for another Dynasty match.)
Stephie Love: Introducing first! From Sea Isle, New Jersey, weighing in at 238 pounds… REXXXXX MCALLISTER!!!
Stew-O: Yet another Dynasty bout for Rex McAllister, who is stepping into the fray. Rex is certainly maintaining all of the focus, so he won’t be slowing down with back to back high-profile matches against another legend in the business.
Flannery McCoy: Against a foe he has understood to be one of the most seasoned elitists there is as well. Will be a battle between two EAW Hall of Famers of this company who have experienced success like no other in the past.
(‘Still D.R.E’ by Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg can be heard blaring throughout the speakers as the audience reacts loudly for the arrival of Impact, who stands at the ramp & looks ahead to the audience in question. He proceeds to walk down the ramp, looking toward the ring.)
Stephie Love: Introducing his opponent! From Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 228 pounds… IMPAAAAAAACT!!!
Stew-O: Impact has certainly created a large amount of traction behind himself after all of the attention garnered through the World Heavyweight Champion Joso & Hans Grayson, there is no secret behind the confidence of Impact remaining strong here.
Jake Mercer: No doubt about that, as the legendary elitist now provokes a clash into transpiring where he can mount an even greater amount of momentum here, through battling Rex McAllister! Can’t say it won’t be interesting!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stew-O: And we’re off! This match is upon us as Rex McAllister looks to take on Impact right here! Two EAW Hall of Famers are facing off as they now begin to circle around the ring, pacing at a steady end from their own respective places as this will be quite the match to witness! McAllister has remained busy throughout his time on EAW for these past couple seasons while Impact may not frequent competition as much, but his prowess cannot be denied by any means. The ten time World Champion collides with a fellow multi-time World Champion in his own right as they don’t waste any time approaching one another with the collar & elbow tie-up!
Flannery McCoy: Impact & Rex are looking to push one another backward as they’re trying to uphold their strength accordingly, but it’s McAllister who is able to do such a thing as he’s now slowly but surely pushing Impact backward and ensuring that he has his own advantage to make here, which will certainly amount to the pressure to come as now he’s got Impact up against the ropes with the referee counting down! Rex doesn’t waste too much time on maintaining the pushback as he slowly backs away, with his hands raised in the air as he looks to give Impact the necessary room that he needs here—
Jake Mercer: BUT IMPACT NAILS A KNIFE EDGE CHOP ACROSS HIS CHEST! Rex felt every bit of that chop as Impact as not looking to relent back, as he’s now delivering on ANOTHER CHOP across his chest as McAllister is being taken aback with each chop that’s following up here, as his opponent refuses to slow down with a THIRD CHOP that proceeds to persist across the chest of Rex McAllister! McAllister has been pushed back against the ropes as now Impact is maintaining all of this pressure while he can, delivering on repeated chops across McAllister’s chest as the referee is counting down! Impact wants to employ as much of this control as he can before the five count!
Stew-O: As Impact does back off from Rex before the five count can go through by the referee’s word! The referee doesn’t hold back from giving a brief lecture but Impact is not paying him any mind here, looking to return back to dishing out all of the setback that he can against McAllister—WHICH REX RETORTS WITH A KNIFE EDGE CHOP OF HIS OWN! Impact was taken aback in his own right by the chop as now McAllister is looking to make his own momentum return to form here, as ANOTHER CHOP follows up across the chest! FOLLOWED BY A THIRD CHOP TO TAKE IMPACT ACROSS THE ROPES!
Flannery McCoy: And now Rex is not about to keep applying the pressure that’ll invite the potential for disqualification, as McAllister decides to grab a hold of Impact’s hand and irish whip his opponent toward the ropes ahead!! Impact is taken toward the ropes as McAllister may be looking to proceed with keeping him down.. but Impact stops himself by grasping onto the ropes just as he hits them! Rex needs to think quickly as he now rushes forward to prevent Impact from taking advantage here—
Jake Mercer: BUT IMPACT DOES SO WITH A STEP-UP ENZIGURI!! Rex is staggered by the enziguri as he’s now trying to maintain his footing, but this proving to be a difficult task to maintain when Impact as now bringing himself back up and looking to keep McAllister from asserting any sizable amount of control, as now Impact’s irish whipping McAllister across the ring & toward the ropes with Rex rebounding back INTO WHAT APPEARS TO BE A TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER FROM IMPACT HERE—
Stew-O: BUT REX REVERSES THE MANEUVER INTO AN ARM DRAG THAT SENDS IMPACT ROLLING ACROSS THE MAT!! Impact’s returning back to his feet after being arm dragged by Rex, but he’s not staying down for long as he’s truly looking to keep himself pushing at a standard pace that McAllister will have to keep up with as Impact is now rushing back toward his opponent here—BUT REX WITH A BICYCLE KICK CAUSES IMPACT TO BE BACKED INTO THE ROPES!! The kick rocks Impact considerably as now McAllister has his own momentum to carry over, which he seems all the more adamant about BY RUSHING FORWARD!
Flannery McCoy: AS A CLOTHESLINE SENDS HIMSELF & IMPACT OVER THE TOP ROPE, BUT THEY BOTH HOLD ONTO THE ROPES & REMAIN ON THE APRON!! McAllister & Impact are now bringing themselves back up to proper stances as they each stand on the apron, pulling their own weight up while Impact is able to keep his eye on McAllister while Rex is also returning the favor, it appears we’re not gonna be missing out on the action to amplify further as they now have all of the time to engage!
Jake Mercer: AS REX SENDS A CHOP ACROSS IMPACT’S CHEST!!! AND IMPACT WITH A CHOP ACROSS THE CHEST OF MCALLISTER AS WELL! Each of these elitists are returning the fire across one another as the chops do not hold themselves back, there’s no relenting from the pressure for either elitist as they’re continuing to smack their palms across the chests of one another! You can see the red continue to build within them as this doesn’t seem to be given any end in sight as well! McAllister looking for another chop to nail itself true—
Stew-O: AS IMPACT SENDS A SUDDEN HEADBUTT SPRAWLING ACROSS MCALLISTER’S CHEST!! Rex just had the wind knocked out of him for the moment as he’s unable to retort back, trying to hold onto the ropes with a hand that’s eagerly clutching on for as much as he can muster, but now Impact has been given a valuable opportunity to return with a maneuver that can truly have the momentum be directed to his own side! The EAW Hall of Famer gets Rex in position while still set on the apron here, AS REX DOESN’T HAVE ANY VIABLE MANNER OF MOVEMENT TO MAKE FOR HIMSELF EITHER!
Flannery McCoy: AS THE BULLDOG RIGHT ONTO THE APRON FOLLOWS UP!!! Impact just drove McAllister’s entire frontal body into the apron with force as Rex is now laid out on the apron entirely, struggling to find any room for himself to retort at all as Impact has now gained the advantage in this match! Rex hasn’t made any sudden movements since the impact of the bulldog was felt, as his opponent is now using this time to recoup for however long he will need to!
Jake Mercer: As Impact is now pushing McAllister into the ring fully, before sliding himself back into the ring as well while seeing that Rex is struggling an ample amount to keep himself from remaining down on the mat for too long. Rex is rising back up to his feet, albeit moving a bit more slower than usual which is not where he would like to be, but Impact is able to take a hold of his head & keep him in the drivers’ seat for further punishment to be dealt… AS A SECOND RUNNING BULLDOG FOLLOWS SUIT UPON THE CANVAS THIS TIME! Now Impact takes advantage by rushing over and hooking the leg!
ONEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOO!!!!
TH—
Stew-O: KICK OUT FROM MCALLISTER! Rex is shaking his own head as he’s remaining headstrong in this matchup, while Impact is now returning to a crouched position while looking to keep Rex from assuming any manner of control here, as he’s now sending repeated punches across Rex’s head while suppressing any retorts that he can possibly make! This is not amounting to the greatest manner of a return to form that McAllister may be looking for, but this is certainly aiding Impact the most!
Flannery McCoy: As now Impact is bringing himself back up and moving through the ropes, now walking toward the corner as he’s climbing up to the top of the turnbuckle! Rex is still down & out while Impact is making sure that he’s got this stance maintained for himself, and this can turn into the maneuver that makes this match all the more of a brief outing for the Hall of Famer as he’s looking to keep McAllister from rising back up… SEEKING OUT A MOONSAULT FOR GOOD MEASURE—
Jake Mercer: BUT REX RISES & DROPS IMPACT DOWN ONTO THE BRUNT OF THE TURNBUCKLE AT THE NICK OF TIME! Impact is forced to drop down and sit himself onto the turnbuckle as he’s surely feeling all of the effects of that drop! McAllister is not bringing himself up to the top right along Impact, and he’s sending clobbering strikes over the upper back of Impact to keep him from fighting back against Rex as well!! With Impact suppressed further, Rex takes this opportunity to bring Impact into position while they’re at the top—AS HE’S LOOKING TO PUT HIM DOWN FOR GOOD!
Stew-O: GERMAN SUPLEX FROM THE TOP OF THE TURNBUCKLE SENDS IMPACT CRASHING DOWN ONTO THE MAT!!! Impact was just sent for an immense ride there as the avalanche german suplex caused him to flip over and land right onto the entire frontal side of his body!!! Now McAllister is crawling himself over to Impact, not as quick to the cover as he also took a great deal of that impact for himself before soon hooking the leg! The referee rushes to the count!!!
ONEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOO!!!!
THR—
Flannery McCoy: NOT ENOUGH! Impact is able to escape the pin as Rex sits himself up, understanding there is far more to be done if he wants to keep him down for the count!!! Now McAllister is bringing himself back up, as he’s dragging Impact over to the corner and now proceeding to nail all of the forearms across his jaw! Impact is being kept at bay to the very best of McAllister’s own abilities as these forearms are firing off without much avail!
Jake Mercer: And now Rex is rushing himself over to the opposite corner, before now looking to run back toward Impact while he’s still immobile and refraining from any sudden movements in the corner as he’s looking to keep him suppressed to a further degree—ONLY FOR IMPACT TO FOLLOW UP WITH A SWIFT RUNNING DOUBLE KNEES THAT COLLIDE INTO REX MCALLISTER! McAllister is dropped with immediate effect as now Impact is able to return all of the control back to his very wide here!
Stew-O: As Impact understands this much for himself, returning back to his feet while using the ropes to pull himself back up! Rex is struggling to find any solid ground to uphold here while Impact is now trekking back toward McAllister, keeping a hold of him as he’s now placed Rex in quite the predicament for him to undergo.. BY HOISTING HIM DIRECTLY INTO A DOUBLE UNDERHOOK BACKBREAKER!! Rex felt every bit of that backbreaker as Impact is now hooking the leg, with the referee counting the cover!!
ONEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOO!!!!
THR—
Flannery McCoy: KICK OUT FROM REX MCALLISTER!! Impact sits back up as he’s not slowing down, now dragging Rex over into a newfound stance as he may be seeking out a proper manner of ending the match right where Rex remains! Impact has McAllister hoisted here as he’s now looking to drive him downward with ‘THE ABSOLUTION’—
Jake Mercer: BUT REX SQUIRMS FREE AND TACKLES IMPACT DOWN ONTO THE MAT—AS HE TURNS HIM OVER & INTO A FUJIWARA ARMBAR!! Impact is trying to free himself here but Rex is wrenching his arm back for as long as he can!!! The ten time World Champion in EAW is struggling quite a fair bit to find some solid ground to chase, and it hasn’t been going all too well for him with how McAllister is able to keep on maintaining this armbar as well!!!
Stew-O: Impact is struggling here as Rex refuses to let go as well—BUT IMPACT SHIFTS HIS WEIGHT AND MAKES REX TURN OVER INTO WHAT COULD BE A PIN!! But he doesn’t commit to the pin as Rex is rolling himself backward and onto his feet while Impact quickly arose to BRING REX INTO POSITION! HE’S LOOKING FOR A POWERBOMB BY HOISTING HIM UPWARD—IN WHICH REX TURNS INTO A DDT RIGHT ONTO THE MAT!!! Impact is spiked down onto the mat skull first as he’s now struggling to find his ground!!!!
Flannery McCoy: As Impact is trying to get himself back up, shaking his own head while grasping onto it as he’s going through a sizable amount of struggle to get himself out of this predicament as well! Rex is back up, and Rex is not looking to stop from the pressure that he’s trying to employ as now McAllister is pulling Impact into his hold—BEFORE HOISTING HIM UP & SLAMMING HIM DOWN WITH THE OLYMPIC SLAM!!! The olympic slam is a success as Rex makes sure that the cover is maintained while looking to secure the victory!
ONEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEE—
Jake Mercer: NOT ENOUGH! IMPACT KICKS OUT!! And now McAllister is rising to his feet, trying to keep himself on the running while Impact is not trying to stay down for long! He is slowly but surely stirring, as Rex looks to make some substantial good out of the opportunity that he’s been presented with after the olympic slam! Now Rex is backing away into the ropes, awaiting the stance of Impact to shift himself toward him that’s opening the door for REX MCALLISTER TO RUSH FORWARD & AIM FOR THE ‘REX EFFECT’—
Stew-O: SPINNING WHEEL KICK FROM IMPACT PUTS AN ABRUPT STOP TO REX MCALLISTER!!! McAllister is laid out now as he’s dropped with immediate effect, as Impact is bringing himself back up while looking to make some greater progress here with keeping Rex McAllister down as well, able to run toward the ropes and leap into the middle rope.. BEFORE FLIPPING BACK & ONTO MCALLISTER FOR THE ‘FLIGHT SIGHTS’!! Lionsault is a glimmering success for Impact as he’s able to hook the leg, Rex is down!!!
ONEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEE—
Flannery McCoy: NOT ENOUGH! Impact is now bringing himself back up after Rex McAllister was able to kick out, and as Rex is slowly rising, Impact is ready to knock Rex right out of next week as he’s preparing for himself with his fist raised, and Rex has no idea where he is while up to his knee!!! THE ‘FIST OF FURY’ IS IMMINENTLY AWAITING!
(The audience reacts loudly as there’s a figure trekking down the ramp with his championship over his shoulder.)
Jake Mercer: WAIT! THERE’S THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! JOSO IS HERE! Impact takes his attention to Joso as he noticed his presence immediately, and Joso with a grin on his face as Impact has to focus on Rex BY SEEKING OUT ‘FIST OF FURY’—BUT MCALLISTER SIDE-STEPS AS IMPACT STOPS HIMSELF AT THE ROPES!
Stew-O: AS HANS GRAYSON IS HERE AS WELL! GLARING UP AT IMPACT AS NOW THE EAW HALL OF FAMER IS RATHER IRATE SEEING THE TWO SURROUND THE RING—YET HE DOESN’T SEE ‘THE REX EFFECT’ COMING AS HE’S DROPPED!!! REX HOOKS THE LEG!!!!
ONEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… REXXXX MCALLISTER!!!
Jake Mercer: After Joso & Hans Grayson made their respective presences known, they were enough to throw Impact off of his own game & cost him this match! Must be an eye for an eye for the loss that was caused last week!
Stew-O: Which ultimately benefited the opponent of Impact tonight, as there’s further fuel added to the fire of this rivalry for the World Heavyweight Championship. Congratulations to Rex McAllister, and thank you for joining us! See you all next week!
(‘Survivor’ can be heard blaring across the speakers as the referee raises Rex McAllister’s hand in victory, while Joso has a smirk on his own face while hoisting his title high & Hans Grayson nods to the result, satisfied with the defeat. Impact clutches his own head as he leans by the corner, disgruntled as the scene soon fades to black.)
COMMERCIAL
(‘Changed It’ by Nicki Minaj and Lil Wayne blares out through the speakers of the ExtraMile Arena. The EAW fans shoot up from their seats; the camera pans over to capture the sight of them all cheering and chanting as they’d shower the woman who is about to step out with all of their adulation.)
Crowd: MILLI! MILLI! MILLI! MILLI!
(After a few more seconds, Milli Banks finally emerges. She is dressed in a black lace bodysuit with intricate designs and a structured, shiny black bustier. A cropped, deep blue fur jacket adorns her upper body, along with bedazzled sunglasses and statement jewelry. But the most eye-catching part of her outfit is the EAW Universal Women’s Championship resting comfortably on her shoulder. It gleams under the spotlight as she does a spin and raises it high for everyone to see. Her signature megawatt smile flashes as she sashays down the ramp, owning the moment.)
Stephie Love: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time, the EAW Universal Women’s Champion… “The Supernova”, MIIIIIIIIIIILLIIIIIIIIIIIII BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNKSS!!!
Stew-O: A raucous ovation here tonight for Milli Banks, who of course found her footing as an Elitist here on Dynasty when she first started out her career with us. She would be drafted over to Showdown for this season, but judging by the crowd’s reaction, they still very much she her as one of us!
Jake Mercer: I can’t lie, it is good to have her back, even if it is just for this one night. However, times have changed, and while Milli has done an incredible job in her own right holding down the fort with her first run as a world champion, the women here on Dynasty have been steadily upping their game — Raven Roberts included.
Flannery McCoy: Absolutely. Even though last week Raven expressed her displeasure with how exactly this opportunity came for her, she isn’t going to take it lightly. She wants to be a champion again, and being a former Universal Women’s Champion at that, it would be a nice, full-circle moment for her to reclaim a championship she knows all about.
Stew-O: That is true. Still, Milli may not care for that as should she be able to beat Raven at King of Elite, she will become the longest-reigning Universal Women’s Champion of all time. Raven as her own personal stakes in this match, but for Milli, it’s the same with her.
Jake Mercer: Especially when Milli was one day shy of becoming the longest-reigning Specialists Champion of all time. That has got to be in the back of her mind. I just hope though that she doesn’t get too caught up in that and thinking this is a done deal, because Raven as of late as been on a new level, reinvigorated by her own desire to be a champion and putting a definitive stamp on this season ever since she returned to EAW in late 2023. Both women are gonna be at their A-game, and with all of the motivation behind what is quickly becoming one of the more anticipated and biggest matchups heading into King of Elite, it’s safe to say the stakes couldn’t be higher.
Flannery McCoy: And let’s not forget the contrast in their styles and stories. Milli Banks is the definition of fresh energy: young, brash, and unapologetically confident. She’s been thriving under the pressure of being champion. Meanwhile, Raven Roberts is a battle-tested veteran who has clawed her way back into the title picture with a renewed fire. This is the perfect clash of eras, and the fans, as well as all of us getting the chance to watch, are the ones benefiting from it.
(After climbing the steps and ducking between the ropes into the ring, Milli climbs onto the middle turnbuckle, holding her championship high once again as the crowd erupts in cheers. She smirks confidently before hopping down and grabbing a microphone from a ringside assistant. Her theme music fades, and the buzzing energy of the crowd takes over. The chant picks back up before Milli even speaks.)
Crowd: MILLI! MILLI! MILLI! MILLI!
(Milli looks out to the sea of fans and lets out a light laugh, shaking her head.)
Milli Banks: Whew! Y’all are somethin’ else, I swear!
(The crowd roars louder, and Milli soaks it all in before gesturing for them to settle down.)
Milli Banks: But at any rate: BOOOOOOOISSSEEEEEEEEE! What’s good?!
(The crowd explodes once again, and Milli flashes her signature smile.)
Milli Banks: It feels so good to be back here, man. This is where it all started for me. This is where “The Supernova” was born. And now, look at me… your Universal Women’s Champion!
(She lifts the title high above her head, causing another deafening pop.)
Milli Banks: You know, I expressed how I felt earlier this season when I got traded to Showdown. Dynasty was my home. This is where I got to change not only as a performer but as a person as well, and for two seasons, I got to metamorphosize into the woman you all see standing here today. When I got traded, I was hurt, I’m not gonna lie. I fully expected to be able to stay here and carry the torch that I earned back at Pain for Pride: Kingdom. Still, in life, some things happen for a reason, and while I was unsure about how things were going to pan out for me, here I am seven months later, going on eight, being the best female talent on this roster today. I got to make history over on Showdown when Veena Adams, Bronson Daniels and I tore the house down at Territorial Invasion, and now, I am on the cusp of making history all over again. I took everything I learned on this brand, from dealing with adversity to putting up with people who wanted to deliberately stunt my growth for various reasons, and I applied those lessons that have paved the road ahead for me and my career to level up and continue being the boss-ass bitch that I am! I’ve faced challenges that would make most people back down. But not me. Not now, not ever! This title represents more than just a championship; it’s a symbol of resilience, hard work, and every single moment I had to fight tooth and nail to get here, and let me tell you something… it still feels like just the beginning for me.
Milli Banks: I meaaaaaaaan, I’ve been doing real well for myself, you know? I’ve been kicking ass, claiming names, and gone up against the very best, beating them each and every single time. However, there are milestones I still want to achieve. I got to check off a couple of cute boxes, but now, I’m coming for the biggest one of them all… and that’s the record for the longest-reigning Universal Women’s Champion of all time.
(The fans cheer. Milli pauses, allowing them to get their voices out before she continues.)
Milli Banks: Like, it was always the goal for me. The moment I won this championship, I not only wanted to redefine its history but become it as well. It is me, and I am it. So when I step into that ring at King of Elite, it’s not just about defending this championship. Oh no, it’s about solidifying my name in the history books as the greatest Universal Women’s Champion to ever do it. I want every single one of y’all, years from now, to look back at this reign and say, “That? That was the standard. That was the reign that changed everything.” I want my name and its association with this gorgeous, beautiful, amazing, sexy, iconic, bewitching, awesome, historic, prestigious, cunty, lovely, fetch, hawt, and downright legendary championship to be synonymous! And in two more weeks, I’m gonna prove why nobody, not even Raven Roberts, is ever gonna stop me from being the blueprint for what it means to be the Universal Women’s Champion, regardless of their own pedigree or what they have done themselves for this title right here.
Milli Banks: But let’s not get it twisted, alright? I know Raven Roberts is no slouch. I know her resume. Former Universal Women’s Champion. War-tested. A whole damn beast in that ring. I’m not denying she’s got talent, skill, and all the motivation in the world to beat me. I may not have been here when she was thee woman around these parts, but I know what she’s capable of. I’m not saying nor treating this match as something that’s going to be an easy win for me to achieve. Far from it. But what I am saying is that none of that’s gonna be enough, because while she’s out here trying to rewrite her story, I’m out here building a legacy. She’s chasing what she had before while I’m creating something no one’s ever seen. Perhaps she will be able to become a champion by the end of this season, but the fact of the matter is that I’m not here to be anyone’s full—circle moment. I’m not the catalyst for others to reclaim their former glory or whatever and get to have the spotlight shine down on them. I know, it’s harsh, but I have to be that way. I have to be selfish. I have to continue ruining whatever sweet dreams these other Elitists got going on in order to keep mine alive, and when I am so close to crossing that finish line, so freaking close to having my name up there over anyone else’s… then I gotta do what I gotta do. That means that Raven is gonna have to settle for not getting the job done again when it comes to these title matches, and I know that’s something she isn’t gonna accept, but quite frankly? She doesn’t have much say in the matter.
Milli Banks: And that’s just the way it is. I didn’t get to where I am by letting people dictate my story, my shine, or my championship reign. I didn’t come here to play second fiddle to anyone’s redemption arc or nostalgia tour. Nah, I came here to own this division, to make every match I’m in unforgettable, and to set a bar so high, no one else can touch it.
(Milli adjusts the Universal Women’s Championship on her shoulder, her confidence radiating through every word.)
Milli Banks: Raven, I respect what you’ve done. I said it before and I will say it again that I respect the blood, sweat, and tears you’ve put into this company, so I don’t want that to get lost in translation. But respect don’t win championships, respect don’t break records, and respect sure as hell ain’t gonna save you when we step into that ring. You see, Raven, I’m not just some fresh-faced kid trying to make a name for herself anymore. I’m the one people gas up for a good reason, the one they know they can’t knock off her game. I’m not here to be your feel-good moment or your road to redemption. I’m here to keep doing what I’ve been doing which is win. You might be trying to rewrite your history, but I’m trying to make mine — and as much as I respect you, I’m gonna be putting belt to ass at King of Elite to retain the Universal Women’s Championship. And when that bell rings, I’m not gonna just beat you. I’m gonna remind everybody watching why this championship is on my shoulder, why I’m the face of this division, and why this reign is gonna be the one people talk about for years to come.
(She smirks.)
Milli Banks: And at King of Elite, I’m gonna do what I’ve always done. I’m gonna walk in as the Universal Women’s Champion. I’m gonna face the challenge head-on. And then? I’m gonna walk out the same way I came in: on top, with this beautiful championship still mine, and that’s on period.
(The confident smirk on Milli Banks’ face lingers as she raises her Universal Women’s Championship high in the air. But before the fans can react, the arena lights dim slightly. Moments later, ‘Ghost Myself’ by DIAMANTE hits, sending the crowd into a frenzy of cheers. Raven Roberts steps out onto the stage, dressed in a black leather with asymmetrical zippers and subtle metallic accents over a fitted dark-gray crop top, high-waisted black joggers and a pair of glossy combat boots. Her expression is calm but intense as she locks eyes with Milli Banks. With a microphone in hand, she strides down the ramp, acknowledging the fans with a quick nod but never breaking her focus on the champion. The crowd’s energy builds as Raven climbs into the ring and stands opposite Milli, who lowers her championship slightly, her smirk softening into a respectful grin.)
Stew-O: Milli had plenty to say, so it’s only fair that Raven does the same! Champion and challenger are in the ring together, but there is no animosity between them. These are two competitors with everything to prove and an understanding of what it means to stand at the top. Raven’s just about to let Milli know just how serious she is.
(The two women stare at each other some more before Raven raises her own microphone, cutting through the silence.)
Raven Roberts: Milli, I’ve been listening to you talk all night, and I’ll admit it that you’ve earned the right to be confident. You’ve done incredible things as champion, and you’ve brought something fresh to this division. But confidence alone doesn’t win matches, and it sure as hell doesn’t keep championships.
(The crowd buzzes with anticipation as Raven steps closer, her intense gaze locking on Milli, who watches her with an amused grin.)
Raven Roberts: You see, I didn’t come out here to tear you down or discredit what you’ve done. I respect everything you’ve accomplished, Milli. You’ve carried that championship with pride, and you’ve proven yourself against some of the best this company has to offer. Likewise, I’m glad you recognize me and all that I have done. However, just like how you said that respect isn’t going to matter much when we get in the ring, it’s a two-way street, and I feel the exact same way. For me, I have no issue with the new guard. In fact, I think it’s beautiful that we have so many incredibly-talented women now who can realistically carry the helm and help bolster the fact that EAW has the best women’s roster in the world today. However, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to be at the forefront of it myself. At least, again, anyways. With the crap I’ve been through dealing with these annoying, hillbilly fucks who want to treat mine and Rex’s careers like a game, I’m simply not in the camp of letting this match slip through my fingers. With people wondering whether or not I can even even be a champion again in this current era of EAW, I’m not going to accept a loss. With Rex himself being able to support me and bide his time despite the unfair crap he’s been dealt with, I’m not going to let this go to waste.
(That last line in particular seemed to have captured Milli’s attention. Her smirk softens as Raven’s words hit a little closer to home than expected. The champion tilts her head slightly, her eyes narrowing in thought as the crowd buzzes with anticipation. Raven, noticing the subtle change in Milli’s demeanor, takes a step closer, her voice steady and resolute.)
Raven Roberts: … I mean, you feel the same way, don’t you? Even with people who may try to find every little thing to give you flak for, you still push through because you have people that depend on you. Believe in you. Want to see you flourish and shine like the star you are. You and I, we’re not as different as people might think, Milli. We’ve both had to fight tooth and nail to get where we are. We’ve both had to deal with the critics, the doubters, and the pressure that comes with standing at the top. No matter how much we dress it up with confidence, at the end of the day, we both know what it’s like to carry the weight of other people’s expectations. But that’s the thing, Milli. For you, this is about proving that you’re everything they say you are: the future, the moment, the new standard. For me? This is about reclaiming what I know I am. This isn’t just a title match to me; it’s my chance to remind the world who the hell Raven Roberts is, and while I would be rooting for you on the sidelines to go far with your career and break that record, I’m in your way now.
(Raven’s tone grows a little more serious.)
Raven Roberts: And I won’t hesitate to end this reign of yours. Especially with how distracted you seem to be.
(Milli raises a brow at that, almost puzzled. However, before she can interject, Raven continues.)
Raven Roberts: You talk about selfishness, about wanting to get ahead, but like I said, you’re carrying a lot on your shoulders. I know you’ve been wrapped up with Bronson and his whole situation; hell, the whole world can tell. And really, I can’t blame you. I am at times lost in my own thoughts about Rex and his direction since he should be awarded with a title match and not have to reduce himself to being my goddamn valet essentially when he had no choice in the matter. However, at least I know how to compartmentalize. I know how to separate what’s happening in my personal life from what needs to happen in that ring. Do you?
(The crowd reacts with a mix of gasps and cheers as Raven’s words strike a nerve. Milli’s smirk has completely faded now, her expression unreadable as she processes Raven’s statement. Raven, noticing the shift, presses on.)
Raven Roberts: Look, I’m not saying this to take cheap shots or disrespect you. I know how much it means to care about the people who mean the world to you. I get it. But when you step into that ring at King of Elite, none of that can matter. You can’t afford to be distracted, Milli. Because if you are, even for a second, I’ll capitalize. This is the Universal Women’s Championship we’re talking about here. This is the match that’s going to define whether or not you truly deserve to be called the best. And if you’re too busy thinking about Bronson, about your image, about anything other than beating me? Then you’ve already lost.
(Milli’s gaze falls to the mat for a brief moment. She adjusts the Universal Women’s Championship on her shoulder, and after a couple of steps taken forward, her eyes lock back in on Raven’s.)
Milli Banks: Yeah, I’ve got a lot on my plate. Yeah, I care about Bronson, and yeah, I’ve got people counting on me. But that doesn’t make me weak. That doesn’t make me distracted. That makes me dangerous. Because when you’ve got something to fight for, something to protect, something to prove, you fight harder than anyone else in that ring. Nothing, and I mean nothing, is going to distract me from doing what I have to do at King of Elite, so you ain’t gotta worry your pretty lil’ head about me and my own issues. You just need to worry about how you’re going to be able to move on after I beat you, because this title isn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
(The crowd erupts as Milli’s voice grows more passionate. Raven stands her ground, listening intently but keeping her calm demeanor.)
Raven Roberts: I wouldn’t expect anything less from you, Milli. But just know that when we step into that ring, I’m not holding back. I’m not letting up. I’m coming for that championship with everything I’ve got, and I’m coming to win.
Milli Banks: Likewise. I don’t want you to hold back. I don’t want you to let up. I want you to bring every ounce of fight, every ounce of grit, and every ounce of experience you’ve got. Because when I beat you, I want there to be no excuses. This title, this reign, this legacy I’m building? It means everything to me, and I’m not about to let it slip through my fingers.
(Raven smirks faintly, tilting her head slightly as she takes a step closer, the competitive tension between the two women crackling like electricity.)
Raven Roberts: Good, because that’s exactly what I need. I need you at your very best, Milli. I need the Milli Banks that’s beaten everyone put in front of her. The Milli Banks that’s carried this division as champion. I want that Milli Banks. Because when I take that title from you at King of Elite, I want the world to know that I did it against the absolute best—and no one can deny me that.
(The crowd explodes into dueling chants once again, the arena divided between the two Elitists. The camera pans out, capturing the moment.)
Stew-O: What a showdown between champion and challenger! The respect is there, but make no mistake — both of these women are ready for war at King of Elite!
Flannery McCoy: Raven Roberts has made it clear that she’s coming for that championship with everything she’s got. But Milli Banks? She’s not backing down one bit. This is going to be an absolute classic.
Jake Mercer: This is what the Universal Women’s Championship is all about: two of the best, pushing each other to the limit, fighting to prove who belongs at the top of the mountain. I can’t wait for this!
(The two women stand face-to-face, the Universal Women’s Championship gleaming between them as the crowd’s energy reaches a fever pitch. After a moment, Raven extends her hand. Milli looks down at Raven’s hand, her smirk fading into a more sincere expression. After a brief pause, she firmly shakes Raven’s hand. Raven nods slightly before taking a step back, her smirk returning as she glances at the Universal Women’s Championship one last time before leaving. Milli raises the championship high above her head in response, her confidence radiating as the crowd continues to cheer wildly.)
(The final shot shows Raven standing on the stage, looking back with a determined expression, with dueling chants being heard for both women. Then, Friday Night Dynasty fades to the last set of commercials for the night.)
(A commercial plays for King of Elite, where Milli Banks defends the Universal Women’s Championship against Raven Roberts.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke begins blaring through the speakers to a loud, mixed reaction leaning largely on cheers; Chris Elite storms out onto the stage with a determined expression on his face. He stares at the ring looking pensively before gritting his teeth and nodding as he marches down the ramp towards the squared circle.)
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST! Hailing from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 210 pounds… he is ‘GAWD GIVEN GREATNESS’, CHRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS! EEEEEEEEELIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITE!
Stew-O: Tonight, we have Chris Elite going up against another repeat opponent as he continues in his endeavor to prove to the world that he’s a hall of famer worthy of the title!
Flannery McCoy: We saw Chris go up against Minerva shortly after her issues with Drake King began spiraling out of control, and now we see this match up transpiring again after both wrestlers have gone through so much!
Jake Mercer: Chris, once again, had a very heated confrontation with, coincidentally enough, the husband of his opponent tonight, Myles, who is here with us tonight! Myles, you have been instigating this conflict with Chris for weeks now, trying to poke at the doubts and insecurities that Chris began experiencing more intensely after Road to Redemption concluded.
Myles: Well, Jake, I’m just practicing what I’d preached for the entirety of my reign as World Heavyweight Champion. I believe wholeheartedly in raising the standard here in EAW because that makes ME have to raise my own standard in return; I’m always looking to elevate ‘peak’ higher than it has ever been before. How can I do that for the new generation if a certified hall of famer has been moping ever since 2025 started?
Stew-O: But last week, Chris managed to get quite a big win against none other than his fellow legend, Cy Henderson! Cy’s own attitude issues led to him distracting himself with Brian Daniels’ presence at ringside, and Chris didn’t hesitate to capitalize by taking Cy down for the count!
Flannery McCoy: That’s certainly a big win, given how dominant Cy typically is; will Chris be able to continue on with that momentum this week?
(“Blood, Milk & Sky” by White Zombie began playing to a resounding reaction as Minerva stormed out onto the stage with a glare in her eyes. The scowl doesn’t leave her face as she looks down at her rose before gritting her teeth and marching down the ramp, intensely focused.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS OPPONENT! Hailing from Bucharest, Romania, weighing in at 122 pounds… SHE IS THE BLACK ROSE, MIIIIIIIIIINERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Stew-O: One look at the face of Minerva is enough to tell you that she couldn’t be more frustrated with the actions of Drake King; with how far these two have pushed each other, there’s no telling just how monstrous the climax of this grudge will be!
Flannery McCoy: Are you surprised? Targeting Constance like that is just way over the line, and that’s as if Drake hasn’t been over the line for AGES with Minerva now!
Jake Mercer: It’s no wonder why Minerva announced the match that she did last week; Three Stages of Hell is one of the most grueling matches any elitist could have to go through, and Minerva WANTS it because she wants to RUIN Drake King!
Myles: I want that to happen too. :mjgrin:
Stew-O: She’s nothing but focused tonight, just like Chris Elite is focused to show Myles exactly what he’s made out of. Both wrestlers have no intentions of losing, but only one of them can come out with the win!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Stew-O: And the match is underway! Chris Elite and Minerva waste no time in springing out of their corners as they begin circling the ring with an aggressive pace, neither wanting to give the other even a moment to breathe as they feel the need to make a statement for their respective rivals tonight!
Flannery McCoy: Chris Elite is the first to break the circling as he lunges forward in an attempt to just LAUNCH Minerva with the Almighty Push, but Minerva is able to sidestep the attempt and evade it!
Jake Mercer: Chris Elite immediately spins around to face her again, but he’s immediately met with a closed fist punch by Minerva! Forget the grappling, forget the high-flying, Minerva is showing just how heated she is after the events of the last few months as she begins assailing Chris Elite with a barrage of those punches, knocking him further and further back!
Stew-O: The pressure is enough to bring Chris Elite back to the corner of the ring with his back to the turnbuckles, and Minerva looks to capitalize! She takes a few steps back before rushing forward, looking to catch Chris Elite with a HUGE attack as she attempts the corner clothesline– but Chris Elite just barely manages to duck underneath it!
Flannery McCoy: Minerva’s momentum was turned against her as she whiffs the attack and ends up with her chest pressed against the turnbuckle! She turns around as she looks to punish Chris for that evasion, but she’s met with a HEAD SHOT! Chris Elite didn’t even bother turning around as he just hits a half-executed backflip to launch his foot back and catch Minerva with a perfectly executed Pele kick!
Myles: I can admit, that was well done by Chris there; however, he knows just as well as I do that it’ll take a lot more than that to put a woman like Minerva down.
Jake Mercer: Minerva came into this match with fiery vengeance on her mind, but that Pele kick knocked all of that out along with part of her consciousness as she slumps back against the turnbuckles, thoroughly dazed by that maneuver; Chris Elite, meanwhile, looks to be turning up the heat himself as he kips himself up after having purposefully fallen to the canvas!
Stew-O: With Minerva right where he wants her, Chris Elite shows off some impressive handwork as he clenches both fists and begins lighting the Black Rose up with a rapid and hard-hitting barrage of strikes! He’s showing off some impressive boxing chops with jabs and hooks flying every which way with both arms!
Flannery McCoy: Credit to Minerva, she’s managing to block and evade many of them, but the relentlessness being shown by Chris Elite is difficult to withstand, resulting in just as many of the blows landing right on target!
Jake Mercer: Chris Elite is sick and tired of the doubters and the naysayers, and you can FEEL his frustration as he lays into Minerva with everything he’s got! Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s a little extra aggressive considering Minerva’s marriage to the man that’s been harassing Chris since the New Year started! Whatever connection Chris and Minerva had in the past is not making a difference as Chris is trying to show that his world championship reign was no fluke!
Stew-O: He looks to finish the sequence with the SNOOZE, that Mike Tyson styled uppercut, but Minerva managed to crouch down before he could execute it! He put his ALL into that punch, and that turned out to be a disadvantage as he stumbles forward with Minerva ducked right in front of him!
Flannery McCoy: Minerva knows an opportunity in the ring when she sees one, and that moment of vulnerability by Chris is all she needed! Like a shark drawn to blood, Minerva immediately pounced as she lunged forward and knocked Chris Elite down to the canvas with a Lou Thesz Press!
Jake Mercer: That Lou Thesz Press takes Chris down and Minerva ends up in a mounted position right on top of Gawd Given Greatness! She wastes NO time as she begins returning the favor; Chris Elite showed her just how much of a force he is with that flurry of strikes, but now Minerva is showing Chris what happens when you get in the way of the Black Rose!
Stew-O: A massive barrage of strikes rains down on Gawd Given Greatness from Minerva, from an even more advantageous position than Chris had when he cornered his opponent! He tries blocking the blows, but Minerva is throwing her entire body weight into each strike, almost as though her whole life depended on breaking his face right here and right now!
Myles: Her way of fighting is one of the things I’m most drawn to; we’re both very competitive people, and there’s nobody that pushes me to be the best version of myself more than she does. Every time I see her compete, I feel the need to up my game.
Flannery McCoy: She lands enough blows to thoroughly daze Chris Elite, and ultimately she rises up from the mounted position before she gassed herself out; clever tactic by the well-experienced Minerva, and that’s the type of thinking you need to do when you’re going up against a fellow hall of famer like Chris Elite!
Jake Mercer: And it looks like she had a strategy in mind as she looks at how close Chris is to the ropes! She looks back at the other end of the ropes and quickly sprints over to them, hitting them with her back before launching herself forward with even more velocity on the rebound!
Stew-O: She makes her way to Chris before– A TREMENDOUS BASEBALL SLIDE DROPKICK! That attack hit the laid out Chris Elite hard enough to send him sliding out of the ring from underneath the bottom rope before plummeting down to the ringside floor! That was masterfully done, and now she’s taken the action to the outside!
Flannery McCoy: Chris is clutching at his ribs after they were kicked with all the force that Minerva could muster; they must be hurting like hell right now, but Chris has no time to recuperate because he needs to come up with a strategy fast– Minerva is heading towards the ropes as she looks to join Chris outside the ring!
Jake Mercer: Minerva gets onto the apron and is just about to jump down to the ringside floor to continue her attack on Chris Elite, but Gawd Given Greatness gathered himself pretty quick and was ready to intercept whatever the Black Rose had planned!
Stew-O: He grabs at both of Minerva’s ankles and yanks them back, causing Minerva to fall down to a seated position on the apron; damn, that has GOT to hurt! The apron is the hardest part of the ring, after all!
Flannery McCoy: He takes both the ankles of Minerva and throws them over his shoulders before pulling her off the apron and into a powerbomb position! Chris showed some veteran expertise of his own right there, using the environment to his advantage as Minerva wouldn’t have been able to see where Chris was down at ringside if he was close enough to the apron!
Jake Mercer: From that powerbomb position, Chris turns away from the apron and points Minerva towards the ringside floor before PLANTING HER WITH A SIT OUT POWERBOMB! :damn:
Myles: :oh: Impressive move there, he was able to recover from that beating pretty fast. Looks like he’s still got some strength left in him… but will it be enough to beat Minerva? You all know who I’m rooting for here, as if it wasn’t obvious. But either way, I need Chris to show more of this, more of what makes him worthy of the hall of fame ring!
Stew-O: Myles is keeping a close eye as this match carries on, with his wife and his current rival duking it out! Minerva is on the ringside floor now, arching her back in pain after that MASSIVE move by Chris Elite, and this just goes to show how quickly the tides of the match can turn in just a mere moment!
Flannery McCoy: That’s right! Just a minute ago, we saw Minerva absolutely whaling on Chris with those strikes and then launching him out of the ring like a bag of potatoes with that baseball slide dropkick, but Chris has turned it around and has Minerva up against the ropes! Figuratively speaking, of course.
Jake Mercer: Will he be able to follow through, though? He measures Minerva up, who starts stirring with her hand clutching the back of her head, and Chris Elite takes a moment to breathe before suddenly… sliding into the ring? What’s he doing? Minerva is still outside!
Myles: :bron: Oh, I have an idea of where he’s going with this…
Stew-O: Minerva starts staggering back up to her feet, but upon entering the ring, Chris break out into a sprint as he hits the ropes on the opposite side of the ring before running back towards the ropes closest to Minerva, just like she did herself before that baseball slide dropkick!
Flannery McCoy: WOAH! CHRIS JUST LAUNCHED HIMSELF FACE-FIRST OUT OF THE RING FROM BETWEEN THE TOP AND MIDDLE ROPES! HE MEASURED MINERVA UP PERFECTLY WHO JUST GOT BACK TO HER FEET BUT WAS STILL DAZED, AND WITH ALL OF HIS BODY WEIGHT, HE JUST USED HIMSELF AS A WEAPON WITH A SUICIDE DIVE!
Jake Mercer: MINERVA GOES DOWN! Chris Elite grabs her and drags her into the ring before sliding in himself and hooking the leg, going for the pin! The referee slides over and goes to count it!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Stew-O: But it wasn’t enough to keep Minerva down for the three count, as she emphatically kicks out!
Myles: You need to remember that this is the woman who had held the longest Pain for Pride undefeated streak in the history of this company. I said it before and I’ll say it again, it’ll take a LOT to take her down any day of the year, but now with King riling her up this much? She’s a force to be reckoned with.
(Chris Elite hears Myles’ commentary outside the ring, and…)
Chris Elite: Oh my gawd, SHUT THE FUCK UP! I CAN HEAR YOU FROM IN HERE!
Myles: :troll~1:
Chris Elite: Dick eaters, I swear.
Flannery McCoy: Tensions obviously still high between Myles and Chris, but it looks like Chris has been spurred to go even further now to put Minerva down! Minerva started stirring like she was about to get up, but Chris began raining down on her with a bunch of stomps! I think he’s trying to send the pain over to you by proxy, Myles.
Myles: Oh don’t you worry about pain, we’ll be seeing each other in the ring soon enough and he can show me what he’s made of man to man.
Jake Mercer: Those stomps were enough to keep Minerva dazed for a bit longer, and Chris looks to take advantage of that as he turns her onto her abdomen before starting to drag her up to her feet, with Minerva facing away from him; what’s he got planned here?
Stew-O: He gets her up with himself behind her; oh, now he’s hoisting her up with a belly to back suplex! He’s– wait, no he’s not!
Flannery McCoy: IT’S TRANSITIONED TO A NECK BREAKER! FUSION DANCE CONNECTS ON MINERVA, AND SHE’S IN A BAD PLACE RIGHT NOW LOOKING ALMOST KNOCKED OUT!
Jake Mercer: Chris is about to go for the pin before stopping himself– he turns this way and points at Myles, gesturing to our guest here!
Myles: What’re you gonna do, huh? Show me!
Stew-O: Chris Elite positions Minerva near the turnbuckle, still laid out, before he begins climbing up to the perch on top of the top turnbuckle! He rises up to a fully vertical standing position with his arms raised up in the air as he looks down at Minerva below! I think we know what he’s going for here–
Flannery McCoy: AIMIN FOR THE MOOOOOOOOOOOON! HE LANDS THAT SWANTON 450 SPLASH– OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!
Jake Mercer: HE LANDS IT, BUT MINERVA GOT THE KNEES UP! ALL OF THAT FORCE AND CHRIS GETS THE MOST PAINFUL LANDING IMAGINABLE!
Myles: THAT’S THE WAY, MINERVA! FINISH HIM!
Stew-O: CHRIS JUST ABOUT HAD THIS MATCH, BUT MINERVA TURNED IT AROUND ON HIM AT THE LAST SECOND!
Flannery McCoy: MINERVA DRAGS CHRIS ELITE BY BOTH OF HIS WRISTS BEFORE– SATAN’S KISS! SHE JUST YANKED CHRIS FORWARD INTO A TREMENDOUS HEADBUTT! CHRIS ELITE IS ABOUT TO FALL TO HIS KNEES!
Jake Mercer: BUT MINERVA FORCES HIM TO STAY STANDING AS SHE TWISTS HIS BODY INTO AN ABDOMINAL STRETCH– OH MY GOD, IT CAN’T BE!
Myles: A CLOCKWORK ORANGE!
Stew-O: A CLOCKWORK ORANGE! THAT ABDOMINAL STRETCH DRIVER CONNECTS WITH MINERVA SENDING CHRIS ELITE’S HEAD AND NECK RIGHT INTO THE CANVAS, AND SHE ROLLS HERSELF ONTO HIS FOLDED LEGS TO USE HER OWN WEIGHT FOR THE COVER!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(“Blood, Milk & Sky” by White Zombie began playing to a loud reaction as Minerva slowly staggers back up to her feet, still feeling the brunt of the match, but raising her hand in victory! Myles steps away from the commentary table immediately and gets into the ring to raise Minerva’s other hand himself, celebrating with her.)
Stephie Love: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… THE BLACK ROSE, MIIIIIIINERRRRRRRRRRRRVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Stew-O: A fast-paced and hard-hitting match here, but ultimately, Minerva was just too determined to win to be able to let Chris Elite take it from her!
Flannery McCoy: We see Myles get into the ring to celebrate along with her; what a good hubby!
Jake Mercer: Chris Elite doesn’t look too happy about how that went down, though, judging by the scowl on his face!
(Minerva and Myles continue celebrating her victory while Chris slowly comes to with his hand holding his head in pain, seated against the bottom turnbuckle while glaring angrily at the two of them. The video feed lingers on the scene before slowly fading to black.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)