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Showdown 1/12/2019

(EAW Intro plays)

(Camera opens to show Hurricane Hawk waiting outside of the snowy Olympic Stadium in Moscow, Russia, as a black town car pulls up. Hawk flags it down as it approaches and parks in front of the rear entrance. The driver steps out and moves towards the back)

Hurricane Hawk: Took you long enough.

(The man glances at Hawk, clearly not understanding. The Russian driver opens the passenger door and a large man in a leather trench coat and gloves steps out)

Hurricane Hawk: You’re Leo Quinn?

Leo Quinn: Yeah. And you’re the asshole who just talked down to my driver who doesn’t speak English?

Hurricane Hawk: I’m Hurricane Hawk. I’m the General Manager of Showdown. And I know you just got this job a few weeks back but I appreciate you coming out so far. Although we could’ve done this back in the states.

(Leo laughs as he walks up and shakes Hawk’s hand)

Leo Quinn: I get hired as Chief of Security and all of a sudden the company has one of its officials blindly attacked like a week later. Most of my job is meant to be organizing security staffs to be at arenas and basic paper pushing stuff like that. So the chance to actually break down an assault case and investigate? Yeah. I’ll take that.

Hurricane Hawk: Well… ok then. But this isn’t some kind of joke. I was in that ring for a long time so I know how to handle myself. What I’m afraid of is the note they left. It looks like it doesn’t stop with just knocking me around and trashing an office.

Leo Quinn: Understood. But knowing what you do, why did you insist I not come out last week? I was more than happy to fly to Osaka.

Hurricane Hawk: A new EAW employee visiting Japan? You’d have people hunting you down to join their companies in secret. It’s best this way.

Leo Quinn: Lets get started in your office. Lead the way.

(Hawk gestures back to the doorway and the two enter the building.)

(Showdown intro plays for the broadcast and pans over the packed crowd in Moscow)

(Screenbar — SOLD OUT)

(We see several signs including “Хорошо”, “Я хакер”, and “водка” before the camera pans over to the commentary desk to show Deadprez and Pierre Mcguire)

Pierre Mcguire: HELLO AND WELCOME TO ANOTHER EXCITING EDITION OF EAW’S FLAGSHIP SHOW, SATURDAY NIGHT SHOWDOWN!!!! We are coming to you live with a capacity crowd from the Olympic Stadium in Moscow, Russia!

Deadprez: I’m sure Syncon felt right at home last night.

Pierre Mcguire: Really? Russian hacker joke? Whatever. We have a packed show full of championship implications! Two different matches to determine who will take two of the three open places against Malcolm Jones for the Interwire Championship next week in a TLC match! Plus, our main event tonight will feature a triple threat match to determine who will face Ahren Fournier at King of Elite for the EAW Championship!

Deadprez: And shots have been taken back and forth between The Revolution’s Jake Smith and Justiciar Eric. Tonight they will settle their differences in a much anticipated Street Fight. All this and so much more but first we have to throw it to Aaron Fitzpatrick in the ring for our first action of the night!

(Camera cuts to Aaron Fitzpatrick in the ring with a microphone)

(camera pans into the arena as ‘DESTROYA’ by My Chemical Romance blares the speakers and Josh Nicholls emerges from behind the curtain to some boos from the crowd and he begins a slow walk to the ring)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SET FOR ONE FALL!!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Aaron Fitzpatrick: INTRODUCING FIRST….FROM MELBOURNE, AUSTRALIA….WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY POUNDS….REPRESENTING THE REVOLUTION….”THE MISSILE”…….JJOOOSSHHHUUAAA NNNNICCHHOOLLLSSS!!!!

Pierre McGuire: Joshua looks to be going at it alone here tonight without his partner Jake and I guess he wants to prove he can stand on his own.

Deadprez: I mean yeah, he suffered a bad loss last week to Shane Gates and wants to redeem himself in the best way possible. Let’s see if he can get the job done tonight.

(Joshua Nicholls steps inside the ring and begins warming up in his corner as “DESTROYA” dies down and “Final Countdfown and Dax Harris comes out to almost dead silence)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: AND HIS OPPONENT….FROM HUNTSVILLE, ALABAMA….WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY POUNDS….HE IS MAKING HIS SHOWDOWN DEBUT TONIGHT…..DDAAAXXX HHAARRRIISSS!!!!

Pierre McGuire: Yeah you heard it correct. This man is making his debut tonight and I can’t wait to see what he’s got. We’ve heard some great things where he came from.

Deadprez: From Alabama though? You think he’s upset bout that ass beating Bama took this week?

Pierre McGuire: And Dax is in the ring about to begin the match.

(“Final Countdown dies down and the referee signals for the bell)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Pierre McGuire: And our opening match is underway as both men are now circling waiting for the other to make the first move. Both men raise a hand to test the other strength. Dax obviously has the weight advantage and WOAH Joshua with a sudden kick to the midsection and now a strong right hand. Dax stumbles back into a corner and Joshua now with a shoulder thrust to Dax’s ribs! AND ANOTHER! Joshua tried to lift Dax on the top rope but Dax is refusing by throwing down his elbow on the back of Joshua’s head and Joshua finally lets go and steps a few feet back and Dax comes charging and hits the shoulder knockdown! Dax runs to the opposite corner and is lying in wait as Joshua is pulling himself up to his feet and Dax now runs…A BODY SPLASH TO JOSHUA! Dax now tosses Joshua all the way across the ring and and Joshua rolls out of the ring because of it. Man this Dax kid looks like the real deal. He;s feeling it right now!

Deadprez: Dax Harris slowly slides out of the ring from his end and is once again lying in wait and runs to the other side of the ring and hits a hard clothesline to Joshua! Dax Harris can sense victory for him is near but he can’t keep wasting time here and now he finally picks up Joshua and tosses him in the ring and Dax slides in and grabs both of Joshua’s arms from the backside and is applying the Full Nelson!!

Pierre McGuire: Joshua Nicholls is trying with all his will to find a way out of this here! Dax Harris now tightens up the grip! Joshua Nicholls now runs up the turnbuckle to try and break the grip and Dax is losing it a bit but turns it into a Full Nelson slam!! Is this it?!?

Referee: ONE….TWO….THR…..

Pierre McGuire: Joshua is able to get his shoulder up. Dax Harris now wasting any time here as he picks up Joshua quite quickly and places him between his legs….is he calling for the move he calls Uber to Hell?! But Joshua refusing to lose as as he back body drops Dax! Dax is holding his back in pain and Joshua with A HARD KICK TO THE BACK OF DAX!! MY GOD DID YOU HEAR THAT?! Joshua runs to the ropes and hits a front dropkick to the face of a seated Dax Harris! Joshua lifts up Dax Harris from the mat and lifts him up…..SPINNING THUNDER!! THE BLUE THUNDER BOMB CONNECTS!! THE COVER!! IS THIS GOING TO BE ENOUGH?!?

Referee: ONE….TWO….THREE…..

Deadprez: NO!! DAX WAS ABLE TO GET OUT OF IT!! Joshua gets back to his feet and approaches Dax as he is getting to his feet and DAX WITH THE SMALL PACKAGE!!

Referee: ONE…TWO…THREEEEE….

Pierre McGuire: JOSHUA WAS ABLE TO ESCAPE IT BUT BOTH MEN ARE BACK TO THEIR FEET RATHER QUICKLY AND DAX CHARGES AT JOSHUA BUT JOSHUA SIDESTEPS IT AND DAX GOES SHOULDER FIRST RIGHT INTO THE RING POST!! DAX COMES OUT OF THE CORNER HOLDING HIS SHOULDER AND WOAH A KANGAROO KICK FROM JOSHUA!! JOSHUA IS GOING TO THE TOP ROPE AND DAX HARRIS IS UNCONSCIOUS!! BLUE VENGEANCE!!!! THE MOONSAULT FROM THE TOP ROPE CONNECTS AS JOSHUA COVERS!! COUNT TO A HUNDRED!!

Referee: ONE…TWO…THREE…..

(DING! DING! DING!)

(Joshua Nicholls rolls off Dax and stands and gets his hand raised as his theme picks up)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: HERE IS YOUR WINNER……JJOOSSHHUUAAA NNNIICCHHOOLLSS!!!!

Pierre McGuire: Joshua gets the gritty win against the newcomer Dax Harris who was impressive actually. Let’s hope this isn’t the last we see of him. But Josh gets the job done tonight!

(Commercial for Peanut Butter: “I’m still the best. Where you at, Jelly?”)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: This following contest is set for ONE FALL!

Crowd: ONE FALL!

(‘Ready For War’ by Adelitas Way begins to blast through the arena as Drake King enters the stage. The crowd almost immediately begins to chant “OK” in unison at him, receiving death stares in return as Drake makes his way down the ramp.)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: Introducing first, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 220 lbs…he is ‘THE KING’……DRAKE KINGGGGGGGG!

Pierre McGuire: Drake King looking particularly focused tonight as he enters this important match-up to determine who will be added to the EAW Interwire Championship match that is set for after King of Elite. With an opportunity like that on the line, it’s obvious that Drake is coming into this with every intention of acting on the promises he’s been making for the past couple of weeks.

Deadprez: Well, he’s got a big challenge tonight. Attacking Xander Payne to prove a point is entirely different from taking on an opponent in a one-on-one match, so we’ll see if he can prove himself in a real fight setting.

(As ‘Ready For War’ fades out, Drake shouts “I AM KING” towards the crowd. The crowd loudly chants “OK” back, and Drake goes to his corner with a look of pure disgust on his face as ‘Welcome Home’ by Coheed and Cambria powers through the Olympic Stadium.)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: Introducing his opponent…

(Jax Walker marches out onto the stage, eyes giving the mixed crowd a cold stare as he surveys them over his skull face mask.)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: From Berea, Kentucky, weighing in at 265 lbs…’THE DOG OF WAR’…..JAX WALKERRRRRRRR!

Pierre McGuire: And here’s a rookie who’s on everyone’s lips after last week’s shock victory over Chris Elite! We could very well be looking at the future of Showdown when we look at Jax Walker here tonight!

Deadprez: I gotta say, anyone who can beat my guy Chris Elite is someone to look out for. Jax is coming into this match with a lot of momentum, and it could be just what he needs to knock the ego out of Drake King!

Pierre McGuire: Fighting words, ‘Prez – are you hoping to take on Drake yourself?

Deadprez: I will if he keeps talking all that–

(The camera cuts to Drake King in the ring, who is leaning over the ropes and taunting the commentary team.)

Drake King (off-mic): I’M THE KING, OK? YOU GOT THAT?

Deadprez: Yeah we get it, Braveheart, focus on the match.

(Drake turns back around to face Jax, who is staring at him intently. The two try to meet in the middle of the ring, only to be kept apart by the referee. As Drake trash talks Jax, the referee calls for the bell.)

(DING DING DING!)

Pierre McGuire: Tensions high as this match begins! Drake just taunting the stoic Jax, arms outstretched, telling him to bring it! Jax is just watching him, just keeping calm here! It’s clear Drake is trying to provoke him into making a wrong move, trying to get into the head of his opponent!

Deadprez: But Jax is smart, he isn’t here to play games. I’m sure he doesn’t plan on stooping to Drake’s level any time soon.

Pierre McGuire: The two in close quarters with each other, almost nose-to-nose right now as they stare each other down! Drake practically spitting in Jax’s face right now, but Jax is staying calm.

Drake King (off-mic): Do you fight like your bitch?

Pierre McGuire: Drake King with a HARSH SHOVE to Jax after those…choice words, and Jax taking a step back! And Drake now with ANOTHER SHOVE, just pushing Jax to the edge here! You can see the anger beginning to form on ‘The Dog of War’s’ face!

Deadprez: Is this just going to be a shoving match?! Drake needs to do more than that if he’s going to prove himself – for someone who talks a big game he sure isn’t showing what he can do right now.

Pierre McGuire: He’s playing mind games, ‘Prez, and they seem to be working! Just look at the fire in Jax’s eyes!

Drake King (off-mic): Get back on the street you military f–

Deadprez: JAX WALKER ANSWERING DRAKE WITH A SHARP FOREARM TO THE FACE! That’s what I’m talking about! Drake stumbling back and Jax delivering ANOTHER STIFF FOREARM RIGHT TO THE NOSE! I think Drake’s mind games just backfired on him, Pierre!

Pierre McGuire: No kidding, ‘Prez! Drake grabbing onto the ropes as he tries to recover, but Jax is fired up now! He irish whips Drake to the ropes, Drake rebounding and KITCHEN SINK FROM JAX! That kick sent Drake rolling onto the mat, hunched over himself, and Jax giving him no time to recover as he grabs him from behind and DEADLIFTS HIM UP….RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX! Jax wasting no time as he goes back to Drake, lifting him up off the floor…GUTWRENCH SUPLEX, THAT JUST TOOK THE WIND OUT OF DRAKE’S LUNGS! What a combination, what a show of strength from Jax Walker!

Deadprez: Drake not looking so egotistical now as he stumbles to his feet, and Jax not giving him a break! He pulls Drake up into a powerbomb position and RUNS TOWARDS THE CORNER….BUCKLE BOMB! Drake folding up like an accordion as he rebounds off the turnbuckle and collapses to the mat! All he has the strength to do now is roll under the ropes to the outside!

Pierre McGuire: That impressive series of throws from Jax has winded the formerly-confident Drake King! He can barely stand as the referee begins his count!

Referee: ONE! TWO!

Pierre McGuire: Jax watching Drake from inside the ring, those eyes like daggers! Drake using our announce table to help him get back to his feet, leaning against it for support.

Deadprez: Yeah, he needs it, he ain’t getting support from me.

Referee: THREE! FOUR!

Pierre McGuire: Now look at Jax, he seems to have come up with something…he runs the ropes, rebounds off…HE’S TAKING ADVANTAGE OF THE TIRED DRAKE AND GOING FOR A SUICIDE DIVE, LOOK OUT ‘PREZ!

Deadprez: DRAKE JUST STANDING THERE, WHAT IS HE–

Pierre McGuire: ROUNDHOUSE KICK! DRAKE JUST ROUNDHOUSE KICKED JAX AS HE WAS GOING THROUGH THE ROPES FOR THE DIVE! Jax hanging over the ropes now, STUNNED from that sickening kick that just came out of nowhere! Drake took advantage of the outside and recovered well it seems!

Referee: FIVE! SIX!

Pierre McGuire: Drake now raining down on the stunned Jax with elbows and punches to the head! He finally has a chance to get back in this and he’s taking it!

Deadprez: Jax getting back to his sense though, he shoves Drake off of him and escapes back into the ring! Smart move from the rookie, he needs to create distance and get his advantage back!

Pierre McGuire: But Drake following Jax close behind, he slides back in the ring…Jax no longer stunned, he gets back to his feet and BICYCLE KICK FROM DRAKE! Jax drops to his knees from the force of that kick! Now Drake getting behind Jax, grabbing him by the head, bringing him up to his feet and…ROLLING CUTTER! THAT ‘HEIR TO THE THRONE’ FROM DRAKE JUST DROVE JAX’S HEAD INTO THE MAT, AND HE ROLLS HIM OVER FOR THE PIN!

Referee: ONEEEE! TWOOOO!

Deadprez: KICKOUT BY JAX! He’s still in this!

Pierre McGuire: Drake looking furiously to the referee and then to Jax. He gets to his feet and is showing no mercy as he delivers HARSH STOMPS TO THE HEAD AND BODY OF JAX! Those rapid stomps are just driving ‘The Dog of War’ into the mat, and the referee now pulling Drake away to stop this brutal display!

Deadprez: You know, it was Drake who was playing mind games in the beginning to get Jax to crack, but it looks like he’s the one who’s losing his cool now! Jax getting up to his hands and knees as Drake measures the distance between them…HE CHARGES TOWARDS JAX, LOOKING FOR THAT CURB STOMP OR MAYBE EVEN THE RUNNING KNEE!

Pierre McGuire: HE DOESN’T GET IT! JAX GETTING UP JUST IN TIME AND GRABBING DRAKE! He’s using that size and power advantage over him to stop him dead in his tracks! Jax looking shaky as he lifts Drake up, Drake struggling to break free…FISHERMAN SUPLEX BY JAX! Both men down as that suplex took all the energy Jax had right then! This match has been neck and neck!

Deadprez: That’s right Pierre, as soon as it looks like one of them has the advantage, the other one finds a way to take control! Jax had the upper hand in the opening, but Drake recovered and landed some harsh blows that have crippled his opponent!

Pierre McGuire: The referee checking on both men, with Jax looking like the liveliest one right now! He’s using the ropes to get to his feet, creating some distance between himself and Drake. Now Drake is getting up, settling in the corner as he tries to catch his breath…Jax is up, he has Drake in his sights…HE GOES FOR THE RUNNING BIG BOOT! ‘THE IED’!

Deadprez: BUT DRAKE WITH A LAST DITCH REVERSAL! WAS THAT A LOW BLOW, SOMEBODY RING THE DAMN BELL!

Pierre McGuire: No, ‘Prez, that was superkick to the leg! Jax just collapsed as Drake kicked his leg out from underneath him, that could have almost broken his knee! Drake looking unsteady on his feet, but he has Jax where he wants him now as he begins STOMPING ON HIS LEG, TARGETING THAT KNEE! A smart move from Drake King!

Deadprez: He’s still stomping away on that leg, this is too much! There’s proving a point, and then there’s trying to injure somebody! This isn’t the kind of behaviour Showdown should be rewarding!

Pierre McGuire: Showdown is for the strongest, ‘Prez, and Drake is showing strength in taking down the giant Jax Walker! Drake separating from Jax now, going to the corner and catching his breath as the referee checks over his opponent! ‘The King’ sizing up Jax, he’s got that look in his eyes, ‘Prez – HE WANTS TO END THIS!

Deadprez: Jax powering through the pain, trying to get to his feet and DRAKE KING WITH A SUPERKICK TO HIS KNEE ONCE AGAIN! JAX ON HIS KNEES AND DRAKE PULLS BACK…RUNNING KNEE STRIKE! OFF WITH HIS HEAD, THAT ‘GUILLOTINE’ JUST DROPPED JAX! Drake going for the pin, this could be it!

Referee: ONEEEEEEE!

(There’s a disturbance in the crowd, with sections booing an off-camera presence.)

Referee: TWOOOOO! THR–

Deadprez: WHAT THE HELL?! XANDER PAYNE JUST JUMPED THE BARRICADE AND DRAGGED THE REFEREE OUT OF THE RING! HE MAY HAVE JUST COST DRAKE THIS MATCH!

Pierre McGuire: Xander Payne may have found his revenge! He delivers a STIFF FOREARM to the head of the referee, knocking him to the ground! Drake King has realised what’s going on, and he looks furious! Xander taunting him on the outside, Drake getting a taste of his own medicine here! Drake going to the outside, and the two are brawling!

Deadprez: THIS IS CHAOS! SOMEBODY GO FIND ANOTHER OFFICIAL!

Pierre McGuire: Xander easily taking advantage of the exhausted Drake, he’s delivering elbow after elbow to his head, rattling his brain around his skull! Drake trying to strike back, but this match has taken too much out of him! DISCUS FOREARM! Xander rocked Drake with that strike, and Drake barely standing as he leans against the steel steps!

Deadprez: WHERE’S SECURITY? SHOWDOWN CAN’T LET THIS HAPPEN, NOT IN A MATCH AS IMPORTANT AS THIS!

Pierre McGuire: I don’t think anyone is stupid enough to try to stop Xander Payne as he goes on a RAMPAGE here! He grabs the practically limp Drake King and…POWERBOMB ONTO THE STEEL STEPS! OH MY GOD! HIS SPINE ISN’T SUPPOSED TO BEND LIKE THAT, HIS HEAD JUST BOUNCED OFF THE STEEL! DRAKE LOOKS OUT OF IT!

Deadprez: MEDICS, SECURITY, SOMEBODY GET OUT HERE!

(Xander Payne laughs at the downed Drake King.)

Xander Payne (off-mic): Now we’re even.

Pierre McGuire: Xander has gotten revenge in the worst way, and he doesn’t look to be done! He picks Drake up and rolls him into the ring…Xander going to roll in as well BUT LOOK! HURRICANE HAWK, HE’S RUNNING DOWN THE RAMP! AND XANDER PAYNE IS MAKING A SWIFT EXIT THROUGH THE CROWD!

Deadprez: Thank God our GM is here to bring some order! Run that punk off, Hawk!

(Hurricane Hawk jumps the barricade after Xander, much to the elation of the crowd. However, he loses Xander in the crowd and turns his attention to the attacked referee, who is just getting back to his feet.)

Pierre McGuire: We can’t let Xander Payne ruin this match, we have to focus on the ring! The referee now sliding back between the ropes, looking more than a little dazed! Jax getting to his feet, and Drake is somehow moving! To even be breathing after that attack is something to admire!

Deadprez: Drake showing perseverance here, but I don’t know if he has what it takes now! He isn’t even on his knees, and Jax is already standing! Jax going over to Drake, dragging him up by his hair…DRAKE WITH A PUNCH TO THE GUT! HOW IS HE EVEN FUNCTIONING RIGHT NOW?

Pierre McGuire: But that strike didn’t seem to do a lot to Jax! Drake with another strike, and again Jax seems unfazed! Drake is just running on empty right now, I don’t even think he knows what he’s doing! But Jax looks as if he’s gained control, he’s recovered from the earlier assault! Jax pulls Drake up to his feet…AND HE TRIES TO LIFT HIM UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! COULD HE BE GOING FOR THE ‘M.O.A.B.’?

Deadprez: But look at Jax’s knee, Pierre! It just buckled under the weight – those targeted attacks from Drake have done damage, and the duration of this match has worn it down! Jax getting a strong hold on Drake, he’s trying to lift him again…

Pierre McGuire: AND HE DOES! JAX LIFTS DRAKE UP, LEG SHAKING, THE PAIN ETCHED ONTO HIS FACE…AND HE SLAMS DRAKE INTO THE MAT! ‘M.O.A.B.’! SPIRIT BOMB! DRAKE’S SKULL JUST BOUNCED OFF THE CANVAS, AND AFTER ALL THE DAMAGE HE’S TAKEN, THAT HAS TO BE IT! Jax roaring in pain from his leg, but he goes for the pin!

Referee: ONEEEEEE! TWOOOOOOO! THREEEEEE!

(DING DING DING!)

(‘Welcome Home’ by Coheed and Cambria plays as Jax gets up off of Drake, struggling to stand due to his knee. The referee raises his arm briefly before checking on Drake.)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: And here is your winner…..JAX WALKERRRRRR!

Pierre McGuire: ‘The Dog of War’ has done it! He has taken his place in the EAW Interwire Championship TLC match, and what a performance too! Even disregarding that chaotic ending, he showed early on that he means all business, and is prepared to pull out all the stops to win!

Deadprez: That’s right Pierre, and, you know…we can’t take anything away from Drake King. As much as I hate to praise the guy, he kept going even after that assault from Xander Payne, and there was even a moment when it looked like he had Jax down for the three. Still though, a well-deserved victory for the fast-rising Jax Walker.

(Jax slips under the bottom rope, painfully making his way up the ramp. In the ring, the referee and Hurricane Hawk are checking on Drake King. Drake has gained some consciousness and is looking out into the crowd in search of Xander Payne, anger and pain written all over his face.)

(Commercial for next months Valentines Day sale featuring Gavin Kirkland! Get your Gavipatra shirts starting February 2nd through Valentines Day! Avalaible at FOXCares.net)

(Camera opens to see Leo Quinn sitting in a chair next to a desk with a paper pad in front of him, taking notes with a pen. Across from him sits Chris Elite in his street clothes.)

Chris Elite: So beyond all that I ain’t really see anything.

(Suddenly Hurricane Hawk enters the room, exasperated)

Hurricane Hawk: *breathing heavily* Xander’s in the wind. I’m gonna have to call Daniels about this. Goddamn. What is happening around here lately?

(Hawk steps around and takes a seat at the desk)

Hurricane Hawk: So Chris, anything I need to know about? Anything out of the ordinary you saw at Road to Redemption?

Chris Elite: *shrugging his shoulders* It’s like I was telling your boy here. After the Showdown Chamber I pretty much just went back, got checked out by medical, and then I was in the locker room the rest of the night. Nothing really to speak of.

Hurricane Hawk: Alright. Well thanks for coming in. I appreciate it. You have a match to prep for so go get yourself ready. And if you see Shane Gates, can you send him my way?

Chris Elite: Yeah, Hawk. I got you.

(Chris Elite stands and exits the room, camera following him into the hallway as he shits the door to find Big Mike standing in the hall waiting for him while wearing his “I :heart: Kassidy” shirt. They talk as the walk down the hallway)

Big Mike: So did they fire your ass?

Chris Elite: You a damn fool. I got a Gawd Contract. They fire me I’ll just rehire myself.

Big Mike: *laughing* yeah. That’s about right.

Chris Elite: Why do you wear that ugly ass shirt any way?

Big Mike: Because Kassidy is perfection. She is a goddess who has graced the earth with her otherworldly presence and my heart sings with joy every time I see her golden glow. To be in her presence is a blessing for which I could never be thankful enough.

Chris Elite: :dahell:

Big Mike: Man, fuck you.

Chris Elite: *laughing* Nah nah. You know you my boy and I got your back. But imma just tell you man. I don’t think that’s anything you wanna be chasing. That girl got a little bit of wrong kinda freak to her. She all about her little glam squad and I low key think she a furry with how in love with Ahren and this whole “goat” thing he got going on. Swear on my life she calls that man “her goat” more than she uses her real name.

Big Mike: They have a platonic and professional relationship! How dare you insinuate that the woman who holds my heart, that a perfect angel, that Kassidy Heart is some kind of perverted, beastiality fantasizing freak! You wrong for that!

Chris Elite: *still laughing* aight, aight. Imma cool it on the jokes. My bad man, my bad.

(Chris stops and opens the door to the locker room before walking inside)

Chris Elite: Speak of the devil.

(Camera pans over to see Ahren Fournier and Kassidy Heart. Ahren has the EAW Championship over his shoulder and Kassidy carries her newly won Vixens Championship)

Kassidy Heart: Oh look! It’s a couple of losers— are you fucking kidding me?

(Camera shot opens to show all four of them, including Big Mike who has somehow already produced an entire bouquet of roses)

Chris Elite: How the hell—?

Big Mike: Hi Kassidy. You look stunning tonight. That title looks perfect on you.

Kassidy Heart: As I was saying, a couple of losers. You’re not even in your ring gear yet, Chris? You must really not want to win your match tonight. I mean, ever since Rex embarrassed you in your hometown I guess the main event scene probably scares you. You failed once already. Maybe if you stay just beneath that position, you can have a nice, safe career under the radar. That’s it, isn’t it?

Chris Elite: Bitch, you don’t know me. Don’t act like you know my life.

Ahren Fournier: But we do know your life. Look at you. Only months ago you would’ve been gifted title shots. But you had to qualify for the Extreme Elimination Chamber. Tonight you’ll have to heat two behemoths just to earn a shot. You. So called “Gawd Given Greatness”. One of few men to hold a Gawd contract. The man who believed himself to be the sure fire Elitist of the Year. How’d that work out for you, by the way? Oh that’s right, you lost to Cage. You’ve slid further and further down the card as things have gone, and you show no signs of reaching the top again anytime soon. Like Kassidy pointed out, you’re not even in your gear yet so I have to wonder if you even give a damn about reaching the top anymore or if you wanna rest on your career as it is and just ride out long enough to get that retirement pension while staying just far enough from the danger to keep yourself safe.

Chris Elite: *taking a step towards Ahren* man, fuck outta here with that shit. You know damn well I dive headfirst into the fire in the Chamber. I give everything I got on a regular basis. It doesn’t matter if I’m in the main event of the show. I AM THE MAIN EVENT.

Ahren: *with a smug grin* Oh yeah, you dove right into the fire at the Chamber. You were the last man to enter and you got eliminated by the first man in. That was Cage by the way, who not only pinned you in the Chamber, but took your Elitist of the Year award that you built yourself up so much for. That’s gotta sting. And you can call yourself the main event all you want. *pats the EAW Championship* But I’m the one who holds the proof.

(Chris gets in Ahren’s face)

Chris Elite: *angry* You know what? Fuck you, Runway Rick. You think you’re so big for one title win? Imma go out there tonight and I’m gonna win. And then at King of Elite, I’ll show you exactly what it feels like to have your world title taken away. I’ll show you what the humiliation is like. And then I will be the one to carry that title and enter Pain for Pride once again as a world champion. You can bet on that, bitch.

(Chris steps away and grabs his gear bag out of a locker before tossing it onto the bench. Ahren looks to Kassidy with a grin as a lightbulb goes off in his head)

Ahren Fournier: A bet, huh? Yeah. That sounds like the ticket. I’ll bet you that you can’t get the job done tonight. I’ll bet that when the moment comes, you choke. I’ll bet that when it all comes down to it, Chris Elite is nothing more than Chris Sub-Par.

(Chris thinks about before stepping up)

Chris Elite: You’re on. What’s the action?

Kassidy Heart: What’s the one thing you even have to offer my beloved GOAT?

Ahren Fournier: If you lose tonight, Chris, I get your Gawd Contract. No more jumping shows when you can’t handle the heat. No more free booking yourself wherever you want. No more special treatment for you. And when I rename it the GOAT Contract, you will never get another shot so long as I’m champion.

Chris Elite: I’m big bloody Bhris. I don’t need a Gawd Contract to be Elite. So that’s fine. What do I get if I win?

Ahren Fournier: I’ll let you—

Big Mike: KASSIDY HEART GOES ON A DATE WITH ME!!!

Chris Elite: You said what—?

Kassidy Heart: There’s no way—

Ahren Fournier: Deal.

Kassidy Heart and Chris Elite: WHAT?!?

Ahren Fournier: I was gonna let you pick the stipulation for the title shot but hey, when an offer like that comes up I can’t refuse. See you out there, and bring the contract with you. I want you personally hand it to me when you lose.

(Ahren turns to leave and Kassidy follows him)

Kassidy Heart: Why do I have to go out with the monster from steroid lagoon?

(Chris Elite turns back to Big Mike)

Chris Elite: Why is my Gawd Contract on the line against your love life?

Big Mike: I’m sorry, man. You know you my boy. But I gotta shoot my shot. It’s true love. I swear!

Chris Elite: Fuck that. Now I gotta go win this shit.

(Chris sighs and opens the gear bag to pull out his ring gear)

(Commercial for Elite Coffee, all the caffeine you’ll ever need)

(Camera opens to Aaron Fitzpatrick in the ring as “Running up that Hill” by Jorn hits to a mixed reaction. Daniel Caine walks out, surveying the crowd and begins to make his way to the ring)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: The following contest is scheduled for—

Crowd: ОДИН ПАДЕНИЕ!!!

Aaron Fitzpatrick: And the winner will be entered into the Interwire Championship TLC match! Introducing first… making his way to the ring from Whitewater, Indiana… weighing in at—

Deadprez: WHAT THE HELL?!?

Pierre Mcguire: THATS SOLOMON! HE JUST BLASTED DANIEL CAINE FROM BEHIND WITH A SLEDGEHAMMER! RIGHT TO THE BACK OF THE SKULL!! DANIEL CAINE JUST DROPPED TO THE RAMP AND SOLOMON—

Deadprez: Oh no… don’t do it— DONT—

Pierre Mcguire: DEAR GAWD ABOVE! SOLOMON JUST SWUNG THAT SLEDGHAMMER FROM OVER HIS HEAD AND RIGHT INTO THE HEART OF DANIEL CAINE! CAINE IS COMPLETELY INCAPACITATED! HE COULD BE DEAD AT THIS POINT!

Deadprez: Solomon now just grabbing Caine and slinging him up onto his shoulders like a sack of potatoes! This isn’t right! Solomon just walking down to the damn ring and rolling Daniel Caine in! This is disgusting!

Pierre McGuire: Now look at him! He’s threatening the referee! SOLOMON PICKS THE REFEREE UP BY THE SHIRT!

Solomon (off-mic): RING THE DAMN BELL! HES HERE. IM HERE. RING THE DAMN BELL!

Referee (off mic): *in fear* y—yeah. Ok.

(Referee motions for the bell to ring for the match)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Pierre Mcguire: Looks like this farce of a match is actually gonna happen. Solomon grabs Caine up and just hoists his dead weight up… oh no… EMPATHY BYPASS! THE POWERBOMB LUNGBLOWER! COME ON ALREADY! HES BASICALLY DEAD!

Deadprez: Doesn’t matter to a guy like this and— oh come on now… Now Solomon grabs Caine and locks in the Koji Clutch! He calls this the Transmission but goddamn Caine is already unresponsive! The ref mercifully calls for the bell and EMT’s are thankfully already on their way down.

(DING! DING! DING!)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: Here is your winner by submission… SSSSOOOOOLLLLOOOMMMOONNNNN!!!

Pierre Mcguire: Well it looks like Solomon will be joining Jax Walker and Malcolm Jones in the TLC match next week for the Interwire Championship. But I can’t say I’m personally pleased with how he’s gotten there. Thankfully the medical staff are taking Daniel Caine away and are going to get him examined. Let’s just hope he’s going to be alright.

(Solomon watches ominously with a smile as Daniel is strapped to the stretcher and carted out)

Deadprez: What the hell is happening tonight? We got folks from Voltage and now this monster?

(Solomon grabs a microphone and speaks as he walks up the ramp)

Solomon: Dystopia is true paradise! All of you sheep have clung to your rules and constructs! But follow me and be free from them! Do not be afraid! Embrace it!

(He drops the microphone as he goes behind the curtain)

(Commercial for Jamie O’Hara’s IT services! Get your SYNC-ON!)

(Camera opens to a shot panning over the crowd as “You Only Live One (Instrumental) by Suicide Silence hits to a mixed reaction as Damon Diesel walks out onto the ramp)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time… DAAAAMMMMOONNN DDIEEEEEESSSEEEELLL!!!

(Damon continues down the ramp as the crowd buzzed a bit. He climbs up onto the ring sand demands a microphone from ringside. The timekeeper hands him a microphone and Diesel looks straight down the hard cam)

Damon Diesel: Well, isn’t it just nice to see everyone getting such major opportunities tonight? So Jax Walker and Solomon are going to be in the Interwire Championship match? Someone else is supposed to be added to it who isn’t even having a qualifier tonight? And there’s that big triple threat later on for who gets to be the first to challenge Ahren Fournier? All the while I’m sitting back in the back, not even booked. Just twiddling my thumbs like a nobody who was forced to travel to an entirely different country just to have to end up flying to another country after tonight, probably just to sit on my ass again. I was part of a marquee match at Pain for Pride! I took on Diamond Cage for the EAW Championship! Why am I the one being left out of this big night of opportunities?

(Damon looks frustrated and takes a second to gather himself)

Damon Diesel: And can someone explain to me what the deal is with the people who are getting a shot? I know he lost earlier but why was Drake King even in that qualifier to begin with? Isn’t he supposed to be getting punished for what he did at Road to Redemption? Jax Walker is a PTSD victim being tossed into an effective war zone next week and he only just got called up last month. Daniel Caine, rest his soul after earlier, lost last week and showed no talent in this ring anytime recently. And then there’s Solomon who has done nothing but run around causing havoc and giving some cornball prophetic messages! What makes any of these guys more worthy of a title shot next week than me? What puts any of them above the workhorse that is the wrestling machine?

(Damon puts his arms out and waits for an answer he knows won’t come)

Damon Diesel: And then I gotta look up at the triple threat tonight and I see just the usual cast of characters in that picture. Surprise surprise on that one. Ahren Fournier is gonna go through the same cycle of people that Diamond Cage did. All the while, I’m still here, sitting on my ass. Now I already know what’s going through a lot of people’s minds as I talk. ‘Didn’t Damon won a shot at the New Breed Championship, why is he complaining?’ We’ll allow me to elaborate. I won’t that shot well before Road to Redemption, but Raven Roberts goes and worms her way into another title shot of her own, leaving me off the damn card. And it seems as if that title shot that I won is pretty much forgotten because it doesn’t seem like I’m getting it any time soon. And yet I have to sit and watch as everyone else around me gets shots that they don’t deserve! I guess Hurricane Hawk doesn’t care about stacking the titles here on Showdown or else he would’ve made sure I got my match where I would’ve plucked the wings off that bird and brought the title to Saturday nights. So that’s why I’m out here tonight. I’m here to demand what’s rightfully mine. I want my New Breed title shot. And I want it right damn—

???: No.

(Camera pans to show Hurricane Hawk on the stage)

Damon Diesel: The hell do you mean ‘no’?

Hurricane Hawk: I have too goddamn much to deal with tonight to listen to your whining. You’re not getting your New Breed title shot right this minute. First of all, the Champion isn’t on Showdown so she isn’t even here tonight. Think that part through.

Damon Diesel: Fine. But why am I being looked over while these low class competitors are getting what I’ve been working for?

Hurricane Hawk: As disappointed as I am with Drake King’s actions, I still can’t deny the momentum he’s built. And let’s not forget he got his shot taken away by Xander Payne who I have to deal with waddling around the building tonight. Daniel Caine is a man who had prior time in this company. Jax Walker beat the former World Heavyweight Champion last week. And problematic as he may be, Solomon is a dominant force. So yeah, they all got their shots. And as far as the ‘usual cast of characters’ going for the EAW Championship, the reason there’s a usual cast is because they’ve earned that position. And guys like you need to step your game up if you want to reach that position.

Damon Diesel: Well if I’m not getting a shot then what do you suggest I do to prove myself?

Hurricane Hawk: Exactly what you said earlier. Win the New Breed Championship. Bring it to Showdown. Because you’re not getting your title match tonight. You’re getting it at King of Elite.

Damon Diesel: *nodding* Ok. Ok. I can handle—

Hurricane Hawk: In a fatal four way between you, Raven Roberts, and a representative each from Dynasty and Voltage.

Damon Diesel: WHAT? Another fatal four way? Why can’t I get a damn singles match?

Hurricane Hawk: Because while I would personally love for Showdown to challenge for the belt as often as possible, Xavier Arnold and Drake King have both had shots at Raven. Ryan Wilson is the only Dynasty member to get a shot at her. And Remi Skyfire from Empire got a shot at her while no one from Voltage has been able to challenge for it. So it’s out of the sake of fairness and competitiveness that this will be a fatal four way.

Damon Diesel: But I won my title shot! It wasn’t some turn based system! I was in a match to earn a title shot and I won! And now I have to share it with two other people?

Hurricane Hawk: You won a title shot, yes. But the details were never specified. So the leaders of other brands will be determining their contenders in the coming weeks. And at King of Elite, may the best bring home the gold.

Damon Diesel: You know what. Bring it on. And when I win that title I’ll bring it here and I’ll show you. I’ll show it to you every damn day, Hawk. And I’ll remind you of how I won it until you give me every shot that I know I’m entitled to around here. You can’t hold me back anymore.

Hurricane Hawk: Sounds great. Now go do it.

(Hawk turns and walks back behind the curtain. Camera shows Damon Diesel looking frustrated in the ring before fading out)

(Commercial for Piledriver Athletics, giving contracts out like candy!)

(Camera opens to a panning shot across the Russian crowd)

(DING DING DING!!!!!!!!!!)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: The following contest is a TAG TEAM BOUT!!! And is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!

(“Ambitionz az a Ridah” by Tupac blasts through the arena as TLA walks out with the openweight championship over his shoulder)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: Introducing first…from Tlaxcala, Mexico…WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS, HE IS THE OPENWEIGHT CHAMPION, LA PANTERA SEXUAL, T…L…A!!!!!!!

Deadprez: TLA fresh off title defenses as openweight champ has had no breaks these past few weeks, but now he’s been placed with Shane Gates facing The Dragon Slayers

Pierre McGuire: I wouldn’t expect this to be hard to the formed team of TLA and Shane Gates as The Dragon Slayers haven’t been off to such a great run as a tag team, I haven’t seen a win in ages out of them, but maybe The Dragon Slayers can pick up their luck in the coming future, but definitely not today

(“All Out Life” by Slipknot hits as Shane Gates walks out to the ramp coming with a mixed reaction)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: And his partner, from Huntington Beach, California, WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS… SHANE GATES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Deadprez: Shane Gates hasn’t had that bad of a run here lately, recently beating Joshua Nicholls of The Revolution Shane Gates isn’t someone to linger upon.

Pierre McGuire: Well let’s just see if their opponents have anything to say about, although I doubt it.

(“Warriors” by Imagine Dragons hits as The Dragon Slayers make it to the stage)

Deadprez: Look at them, they look like absolute jokes, they’ve lost all confidence, I’m surprised they managed to even walk out here yet even remember they have a match

Pierre McGuire: Well, I’ll agree with the majority of what you said, but still we’re lucky we’re even getting a match even if it is going to be certainly interesting.

(DING DING DING!!!!)

Deadprez: The match is underway here as Samuel Steele and TLA are starting this match as Samuel Steele is arguing with Michael Shaw about who should go first bu- TLA ISN’T WAITING HE ATTACKS STEELE WITH BARRAGES OF PUNCHES AND KICKS HE THROWS HIM TO THE GROUND AND BEGINS KICKING HIM AROUND. STEELE IS TRYING TO REACH OUT TO HIS PARTNER AS MICHAEL SHAW IS DISTRACTED WITH A FAN BOOING WHAT IS THIS?

Pierre McGuire: What were you expecting? Samuel Steele gives up with his partner and rolls out of the ring. Steele is now yelling at Shaw as Shaw now realizes that Steele was try- SUICIDE DIVE BY TLA SHANE GATES RUNNING OFF THE APRON, SENTON TO STEELE

TLA: You finally get into the match man?

Shane Gates: Could’ve given me a tag

Deadprez: TLA is now ignoring that comment and throwing Steele into the ring and is now taunting him, yelling at him to tag in Michael Shaw as Shaw looks bored sitting on the apron TLA RUNS OVER AND KICKS SHAW OFF THE APRON AS STEELE ATTEMPTS A ROLLUP

Ref: ONEEEEEEEEEE!

Pierre McGuire: Kickout! TLA got out but Steele is stumbling over to Michael Shaw without TLA knowing BUT IT’S TOO LATE SHANE GATES HAS ALREADY BEEN TAGGED INTO THE MATCH AS STEELE TURNS AROUND, SCHOOL BOY SUPERKICK BY SHANE GATES AND NOW SHANE GATES DRAGGING HIM UP AND THROWING HIM TOWARDS THE ROPES SPINE BUSTER AND..

Deadprez: SUPERKICK!!!

Pierre Mcguire: YES KILL SHOT CONNECTS AS TLA IS ON THE TOP ROPE AND SHANE TAGS HIM BACK IN- BURNOUT!!!!! THE CORKSCREW 360 SENTON CONNECTS AND TLA MAKES THE COVER WHILE SHANE GATES MAKES SURE NO ONE BREAKS THE PIN!

Ref: ONEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOO! THREEEEEEEEEE!!!

(DING DING DING!)

(“All Out Life” by Slipknot hits again as TLA and Shane Gates celebrate in victory)

Deadprez: TLA and Shane Gates don’t look exhausted at all The Dragon Slayers didn’t even manage to lay a punch in them

Pierre McGuire: Certainly a bad run for the Dragon Slayers of late. They’ve been on a downward slope of late and you have to wonder if they’ll get things back on track anytime soon!

(Commercial for Amber Keys promoting awareness about Amber Alerts)

(Camera opens to see the catering area where Drake King is overturning tables and throwing drink containers around the room a bunch of security personnel rush Drake and attempt to restrain him)

Drake King: EVEN?!? WERE NOT— GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!!!

(Drake shoves one guy off him and decks the next one)

Drake King: I KNOW YOURE STILL HERE PAYNE! KEEP RUNNING YOU LITTLE BITCH!!! WE ARE FAR FROM EVEN!!!!

(Two guys tackle Drake at once and zip tie his hands behind his back before pulling him up and walking him towards an exit)

Drake King: WE AINT DONE! LET GO OF ME AND LET ME FIND THAT FAT FREAK!

(Security escorts Drake out of the building)

(Camera reopens to the commentary desk with Deadprez and Pierre McGuire)

Pierre Mcguire: Drake King obviously upset over being cost his shot at the Interwire Championship.

Deadprez: Well anyone would be upset after the way Xander Payne interfered tonight. But word is Hurricane Hawk has had Drake barred from the building for the rest of the night. Let’s hope he gets his head on straight going forward because you can have all the talent in the world but he’s still looking down the barrel of corporate punishment after recent weeks.

Pierre Mcguire: Very true partner. But we still have a lot of action here tonight for you and we are getting going with a grudge match between two men who have no love to give for one another.

(The camera cuts to Aaron Fitzpatrick who is shown standing in the ring holding a microphone while wearing an ushanka.)

Deadprez: God damn man it’s not even that cold inside the arena…

Aaron Fitzpatrick: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Aaron Fitzpatrick: However this is a very special fall as it can count anywhere in the entire universe! For you see the following contest is also… a STREET FIGHT!!!

Crowd: …

Aaron Fitzpatrick: Damn I thought I could get you all to repeat that too…

(“All Fall Down” by Charlie Madson, Tom De Jager, James Falconi, Richard Quinn, and Sarah-Jane Norman hits to a mixed reaction from the crowd.)

Pierre McGuire: God damn that is a lot of people involved in the making of this man’s theme song. It is truly a complex composition speaking towards Justiciar Eric’s fine taste in the arts!

Aaron Fitzpatrick: Introducing first from Jacksonville, Florida weighing in at 220 pounds he is “The Lord of Order” JUSTICIARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIC!!!!

(Justiciar Eric makes his way down to the ring as black mist begins to engulf the arena and the screen displays images of the world coming to an end.)

Deadprez: The apocalypse is here!!!

Pierre McGuire: APOCALYPSE is here?!?!? Holy shit where?

Deadprez: Not that apocalypse Pierre… A far scarier one… Justiciar Eric is here to end Jake Smith’s world here tonight! He will unleash his Utopian Order upon the world!

(Justiciar Eric is shown sliding out of his ceremonial robes to reveal that he is wearing street clothes underneath. His street clothes are all in black resembling a preacher as he removes his robes and reveals a shovel underneath!)

Pierre McGuire: Well Justiciar Eric did promise to bury his opponent alive earlier this week among other wild claims. However, it appears that he is taking this one very literally!

Deadprez: An absolute disgrace in my opinion. This is a street fight. What about honor? There ain’t nothing right about burying a man alive! And my name is Deadprez! I know all about being dead amirite!

(The bright lights fade away as the audience can finally take their sunglasses off indoors and see the arena again. Suddenly “In The City” by Kevin Rudolf hits to loud boos from the crowd!!!)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: And his opponent from Venice, California weighing in at 203 pounds he is “The Mightiest One” JAKE SMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITHHHH!!!

(Jake Smith comes down to the ring wearing a pair of jeans with no shirt and ring boots and carrying a large object wrapped in a silver cloth down to the ring.)

Pierre McGuire: What do you think he has there Dead?

Deadprez: I’ll tell you what he has there Pierre. Talent. This man Jake Smith could very well be the future of EAW! He is completely right about Justiciar Eric who is below him! I can’t wait to see him wipe the floor with him all over Moscow! This is a Street Fight! Somebody is gonna get hurt and I hope it’s Eric! Wipe that stupid look off his face Jakey baby!

Pierre McGuire: Wow Dead you hatin’ hard tonight. Justiciar Eric is a good kid! He can get a little out of hand at times with some of the shit he says but we saw him last week against Damon Diesel! He has all the potential in the world to be a star in the future! I think that Jake Smith is going to have a much tougher time with Eric than you might think! Jake looks absolutely filled with arrogance here tonight actually coming out here to wrestle a match in just jeans… give me a fucking break. He is going to have to climb down from his pedestal and actually take this seriously!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Deadprez: We are underway as Jake Smith smirks at Justiciar Eric and begins to unfold the cloth on his strange object that he brought to the ring. What could it be! Oh my god I am so excited about this!!

Pierre McGuire: Wait no! Justiciar Eric just slapped that shit eating grin off the face of Jake Smith! The object goes flying out of the ring landing out on the floor! But it is still covered in the cloth so we can’t see what it is!

Deadprez: I’m gonna go look. I can’t resist my curiousity!

Pierre McGuire: Sit the hell back down Dead! You have a job to do! Meanwhile it looks like Jake Smith did not appreciate that slap to the face as he fires one back of his own! But Eric is ready and he hits him yet again! Jake is done with that girly shit! He throws an incredibly manly punch instead grunting as he does! But that only fuels the testosterone flowing through the veins of Justiciar Eric as he unleashes a caveman growl and fires back with a punch of his own! Both men trading punches in the ring! Looks like Jake Smith is getting the advantage here… But Justiciar Eric ducks under his punches and gores Jake right in the midsection taking him down. Eric now laying into Jake with a flurry of punches as Jake desperately tries to defend himself from Eric’s onslaught! Eric relentless as he continues to pound into each and every inch of Jake!

Deadprez: But Jake Smith reaches up and claws the eyes of Justiciar Eric! Eric falls back holding his eyes in pain as Jake gets up! Jake notices Eric’s shovel waiting in his corner where he left it at the start of the match! He grabs the shovel and turns around! But Eric is waiting for him! Jake quickly jabs the shovel into Eric’s midsection but Eric grabs the shovel! Eric pulling on the shovel as we have a tug of war situation on our hands! Back and forth and forth and back they go! Who’s strength will overcome here tonight!!! It looks like Jake won the tug of war but the momentum as Eric lets go sends him flying back and he hits his head on the turnbuckle in the corner! This allows Eric to grab the shovel and hammer it right into Jake’s face! No wait! Jake ducked beneath! The shovel just tore into the turnbuckle padding and ripped it straight off! Eric dislodging it from the corner as he just tears the turnbuckle padding off completely! Wait Jake from behind kicking Eric’s shovel out of his hand!

Pierre McGuire: Jake Smith grabs the head of Justiciar Eric and slams it hard into the exposed turnbuckle! And again! And again! Eric reeling back as his head keeps getting bashed into the turnbuckle! But wait he reaches down and grabs the shovel… and jams it hard into the gut of Jake! Jake sent back as Eric charges in using the spade of the shovel to bash Jake right in the skull! Jake goes flying back against the ropes… Now Eric with the shovel ready swings for the fences! Eric using the shovel like a baseball bat as it collides with the skull of Jake Smith sending him up and over the top rope to the outside! Jake just got knocked the hell out and probably has a concussion or skull fracture! Eric slides to the outside as he goes for the cover!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Deadprez: KICKOUT!!! No way Pierre he’s just fine see! Jake drinks a lot of milk so his bones are strong as fuck! He’s a good boy! But Justiciar Eric doesn’t seem to realize that as he is looking to deliver even more undeserved punishment to his opponent! Eric looks at the shovel but the handle has cracked from the force of his shot earlier. Eric cracks the shovel across his knees giving him two wooden sticks in each hand! He swings them around tauntingly as he goes to work on the back of the seemingly unconscious Jake Smith!

Pierre McGuire: But he waited just a little too long! Jake Smith rolls out of the way! But Eric comes down with the other stick! Jake spreads his legs open to avoid that shot as well! Jake twisting now onto his back as he rolls around the steel steps causing Eric to hit them by mistake as he continues to avoid them! But Eric leaps up onto the steel steps looking to catch Jake by surprise!

Deadprez: NO! Jake Smith had it scouted! He reaches under the steel steps and flips them over with Justiciar Eric on top! Eric is sent flying backwards as the stairs tumble over on top of him. This is Jake’s chance to take advantage as he kicks the shovel sticks away! No! Eric grabbed one before it slid too far and jammed it hard into the gut of Jake! Shit! That was the side that was broken off! The pointy end! Jake just got stabbed here tonight! It doesn’t look like the wound was too deep though but there is definitely some blood as we see it trickling down to those nice designer jeans he has!

Pierre McGuire: Such a shame if the clothes get dirty in this street fight…

Deadprez: Shut up Pierre. You wish you could afford a pair of pants that luxurious! Anyway it looks like Jake Smith collapsed to the ground as he begins crawling away. Justiciar Eric with a sick smile on his face as he walks towards Jake with the wooden stick in his hand and reaches down grabbing the pants of Jake! Wait what does he have in mind here…

Pierre McGuire: Oh shit! A loud crack as Jake Smith smashes something across the skull of Justiciar Eric! Where did that come from?

Deadprez: It looks like Jake Smith managed to crawl over and grab his foreign object that he brought to the ring! And he slammed it right into the face of Justiciar Eric! Eric looks like he is about to fall flat on his face… But Jake slams it hard into his face once more sending Eric over the barricade into the crowd. Jake unsheathes the item to reveal…

Pierre McGuire: Oh shit it was a brick!

Deadprez: That’s not just any brick Pierre! Look it’s a gold bar!

Pierre McGuire: Wait are you serious? Who is this guy, Jackson Blayde? No way Jake Smith is that rich he just has gold lying around… It’s gotta be fake. Still it looks pretty shiny to me. Either way whatever it is… it is hard as hell and it did its job here tonight in this Street Fight! Jake hops the barricade into the crowd as he goes for the cover on Eric!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THRRRRRRR-

Deadprez: BUT ERIC KICKS OUT! And it looks like things are spilling out of the ringside area here as Jake Smith follows Justiciar Eric further out into the crowd. Jake bringing the brick with him as he brings it down hard across the back of Eric! Eric screams out in pain as he desperately begins to crawl away further into the crowd! The rabid Russian fans clearing a path as some of them are angrily spitting at Jake!

Angry Russian Fan: Fuck you Jake Smith filthy American! Comrade Eric make great Utopian society like Putin!

Deadprez: Uhhhhhh…

Pierre McGuire: But Jake Smith is just ignoring the abuse as he hurls the brick up one more time and brings it down upon Justiciar Eric! No wait! Eric just grabbed a fan’s bottle of vodka and smashed it across the skull of Jake! The bar falls to the ground where it is quickly snatched by a fan who begins to run away from the scene as arena security pursues him! Damn these greedy ass fans!

Deadprez: Absolutely disgusting. These fans are so poor and pathetic they actually have to steal the gold that Jake Smith has worked so hard in his wrestling career to earn! I hope they throw that man in the gulag for life!

Pierre McGuire: Over the top, but ok. Jake Smith with glass shards cutting his face as he tries to gather himself but Justiciar Eric forces his palm into the face of Jake just opening the cuts that much more! Jake screams in pain as Eric pushes him to the ground before grabbing him by the hair and dragging him back up to hit him some more! Eric tosses Jake up and over a guard rail causing him to fall down about five feet into an entrance tunnel! Ouch that is a concrete floor there. Not even a rug on the ground there to protect him! I hope Jake didn’t hit his head. I couldn’t tell from the camera angle but I suspect he did… Wait look Eric is climbing up the guardrail himself!!! Eric with a Moonsault off the top of the guardrail down to Jake in the entrance tunnel!!! BAH GAWD ALMIGHTY JUSTICIAR ERIC OUT HERE TONIGHT FIGHTING AS IF HIS CAREER DEPENDED ON IT!!!

Deadprez: BUT HE MISSES THE MOONSAULT! FOOL COMPLETELY MISSED!

Pierre McGuire: Well let me make something clear to you Dead… He didn’t botch the Moonsault. Jake Smith moved out of the way. There’s a big difference. However, it is the same result as Justiciar Eric just hurt himself in a bad way! Jake is now laughing at Eric’s failure as he crawls back up to his feet and goes for the cover!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Deadprez: How the hell did he kickout?!?!?

Pierre McGuire: I told you not to count this kid out! Jake can’t believe it either as he grabs Eric by the hair… and he tosses him down the stairs of the entrance tunnel! Holy shit! Eric is tumbling down the stairs! Come on get a cameraman down there!

Deadprez: Hell yeah! Get a cameraman down there! I want to see the look on Justiciar Eric’s face as he flails down those stairs! Get him Jake! Go go go!!

Pierre McGuire: Justiciar Eric is hurting right now lying in pain at the bottom of the arena stairs as Jake Smith slowly descends them following after him and hurling abuse at him.

Jake Smith: Oiii Eric!!!! I’m gonna kick your ass again Eric! You better get up Eric! Go run and hide if you can Eric!!!

Deadprez: But Justiciar Eric cannot run and hide in time as Jake Smith makes his way to the bottom of the stairs where it looks like we have a cameraman backstage to scope out this action! They seem to have found themselves fighting out in the entrance area to the arena as fans are shown yelling and screaming as they run away from the commotion. However, it looks like some fans actually got the balls to stay and watch this action. Good on them! That’s what I would do in the situation, but I am an EAW legend after all. Anyway… Eric looks to actually be fighting back as he throws punches against Jake trying to keep him at bay but Jake blocks what he can and connects with a few of his own!!! Both men exchanging back and forth! OH! Eric just dodged behind a group of fans! What a coward! Using the fans as human shields? Are you kidding me?

Pierre McGuire: Smart tactic there by Justiciar Eric to create some distance as Jake Smith shoves the fans aside. Jake charges in at Eric who ducks under a vicious clothesline! Jake goes flying forward as he crashes into a concession stand taking out the cashier! The cash register falls down landing on top of his head as well before bouncing to the ground and opening sending money flying everywhere! Crazed fans rush to grab it as they tackle on top of Jake grabbing and clawing to get some of that cash! Jake desperately trying to struggle free but there are just too many people and he is drowning in them!

Deadprez: What the hell?!? These fans are interfering in this match! Disqualify them and award Jake the victory!

Pierre McGuire: This is a Street Fight Dead! There are no disqualifications! Jake Smith is managing anyway as he crawls out from beneath the crowd of people… but Justiciar Eric is waiting for him! Eric with a ketchup bottle as he sprays it all over Jake!!!

Deadprez: NOT THE DESIGNER JEANS!!!

Pierre McGuire: Jake Smith looking like he just got murdered in a horror movie covered in red like that and it looks like Eric got what he wanted as some of it got into Jakes eyes! Smith is stumbling and Justiciar Eric smashes the bottle across his head for good measure! Jake slips on the ketchup and falls to the ground as Eric grabs him underneath the armpits and drags him across the arena lobby! Jake’s body leaving a giant red streak across the floor as Eric grabs him! But Jake breaks free and pulls himself up! He fires off a shot at Eric sending him back up against the doors of the arena before kicking him hard in the gut! Eric goes flying back against the revolving door as it begins to spin! The door comes back around and Jake hops in and continues brawling with Eric as the revolving door continues to spin! I can’t tell who has taken control in this match as the door is spinning too fast! Holy shit it’s like a tornado up in there!!!

Deadprez: And Jake Smith comes flying out of the revolving door but its on the outside of the arena! Justiciar Eric follows him outside as he shivers in the cold of the Moscow winter! It is snowing outside! Jake shouldn’t be exposed to the elements like this! Get him inside he can warm himself by my fire and we can roast marshmallows together!

Pierre McGuire: Please Dead leave your sexual fantasies out of this. If this match has been fire so far it looks like that fire is about to get put out as Eric pushes Jake face first down onto the ice! It looks like his face has adhered to the icy ground as Eric rips it back off causing a thin layer of skin to peel off and leave his face raw! Absolutely disgusting! But it’s not over for Jake yet as Eric hits a Missile Dropkick sending him flying back over the rails of the stairway entrance to the arena! Jake goes falling down over the rail and lands in the snow on the ground! Eric looks over the rail but Jake has vanished it seems!

Deadprez: Hahahaha! What a genius Jake Smith is! See you thought he was just being a wannabe rich asshole with those clothes but he can move a lot easier in street clothes out there than if he were just wearing ring gear!

Pierre McGuire: Yes I am sure that Jake knew this match would spill to outside the arena the whole time. What was I thinking… Anyway Eric now looking around in the snow for Jake but is having trouble finding him. WAIT FROM BEHIND!!!

Deadprez: Jake Smith leaps out of a bush from behind Justiciar Eric and grabs him… no wait Eric was prepared for this! Eric reaches down into the snow as Jake leaps and turns around and shoves a fistful of dead leaves and snow into his mouth!

Pierre McGuire: Just enough to distract Jake as he chokes on the leaves and tries to spit them out!

Deadprez: Im going to petition to have Justiciar Eric removed from Showdown! How dare he fire Jake’s eloquent pallet to taste something so vile!

Pierre Mcguire: Its just leaves, dude. But Justiciar Eric needs to capitalize here but he is just laughing at Jake Smith! He is just pointing and laughing as Jake balls his fist up in rage… and connects it right into the face of Eric! Eric sent falling back into the snow as he spits it out and wipes it out of his eyes! But Jake grabs him and pulls him back up tossing him out across the snow and face first into a nearby tree! Eric pulls himself back up now wiping snow and bark off his scratched up face… but he manages to duck beneath a punch from Jake! Eric now behind Jake as he grabs him… He kicks him in the gut and hooks the arms… THE PURIFICATION CONNECTS!!!

Deadprez: But the move was just onto the snow which protected Jake Smith from the some of the impact!!! Thank god for Mother Russia! Justiciar Eric looks confused as Jake just gets back up from his finishing move, struggling but moving! Eric charges in with a Lariat!!! But Jake Smith ducks beneath!!! Eric spins around wildly… Jake is hobbling away back towards the arena as he pulls himself up onto the stairway to the arena and onto a landing! Eric charges up the stairs as he springboards up off a railway of the staircase! Jumping Forearm connects!!! NO! Jake had him scouted and rolled out of the way on the staircase landing! Eric back up as Jake is waiting there for him! JAKE SMITH CONNECTS WITH BROKEN WINGS ON ERIC! SWINGING NECKBREAKER RIGHT ON THE CONCRETE STEPS!!! THE COVER BY JAKE SMITH!!!

Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

*inside the arena* (DING! DING! DING!)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: Here is your winner… JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE SMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITHHHH!!!

(“In The City” by Kevin Rudolf hits back in the arena to loud boos from the fans as Jake Smith has his arm raised by the referee out in the snow covered entry area to the Olympic Stadium.)

Pierre McGuire: Well Justiciar Eric gave it a good fight but ultimately it seemed that his own hubris was his downfall. Coming into the match I fully expected that Jake Smith’s ego would get the better of him but during the course of the match we saw Eric spend more time playing psychological mindgames and mocking his opponent than actual strategy to win the contest. Unfortunately for him that cost him the match because as soon as Jake Smith saw the opportunity to go in for the kill he took it.

Deadprez: Took your time figuring out what I already knew from the start Pierre! Eric is a chump! Jake Smith is The Mightiest One and he proved it here tonight both to Eric and these peasant Russian fans who doubted him! I wish we still had a Battleground development brand we could ship Eric off to! That might be more his speed hahahaha!!!

Pierre McGuire: I know this is a tough business but damn you are mean Dead! I for one am proud of both of the efforts of these young talents. They are just getting started but they already have a lot to offer both Showdown and EAW as a whole! They proved they are willing to take it to the streets and tear the house down! Congratulations to Jake Smith on his big win here tonight and I expect only bigger things for him from here!!! And a great effort from Justiciar Eric! I think there’s still more to be seen from him!

(Jake Smith is shown celebrating outside the arena as the camera pans out showing snow falling on Red Square in the background.)

(Camera transitions to backstage as Malcolm Jones is watching the monitors next to Hurricane Hawk and they are watching as Jake Smith celebrates his victory. Malcolm has the Interwire Championship over his shoulder.)

Malcolm Jones: This is the guy getting the fourth spot?

Hurricane Hawk: Say what you want about Jake. But he’s got all the potential in the world. That’s why I’m adding him as the final member of the TLC Match for the Interwire title.

Malcolm Jones: Aight. So him, Jax, and Solomon? Man I got this shit. You give me these rookie ass dudes to face and expect me to break a sweat?

Hurricane Hawk: Don’t get too cocky. Each of these guys has the talent to be a pivotal roster member of EAW going forward. They may shock you in the ring next week. Jax was trained by some of the best the military has to offer. Solomon is as vicious as they come. Jake knows how to play his cards. Don’t ignore them. Each of them could easily end up taking your title next week.

Malcolm Jones: You trying to kill me before King of Elite, ain’t ya? Pffft. Ain’t nothing to worry about though. Imma just do what I do best and go harder than anyone else could dream of. Don’t you worry about it.

Hurricane Hawk: I’m not worried about it. I like you Malcolm. I wanna see you reach the top around here. You’ve worked for that. But my job isn’t to play favorites. I want you to prove me right about you. But if it turns out I’m wrong, I’m not gonna lose sleep over that.

Malcolm Jones: …yeah. Yeah ok. I hear ya. Imma get what’s mine. No doubt.

(Hawk nods his head and walks back to his office while Malcolm turns back to the monitors to keep watching)

(FINAL COMMERCIAL: for new network special, makeup tutorials with Erebus Jennings and special guest Soothsayer Hamasa)

(Camera opens to see Aaron Fitzpatrick in the ring)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is our main event of the evening and it is scheduled for one fall!!

Crowd: ОДИН ПАДЕНИЕ!!!

Aaron Fitzpatrick: And it is to determine the number one contender to the EAW Championship!!!

Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

(“Can’t Be Touched” by Roy Jones Jr. hits as Terry Chambers makes his entrance with a towel over his shoulder. The crowd is booing but he ignores them, looking more focused than ever before walking to the ring)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: Introducing first, making his way to the ring from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 287 pounds… The Barbaric Carnivore… TERRRRRRYYYYYYYY CCCHHHAAAAAAAAAAMMBBBEEEERRRSSSS!!!!!

Pierre Mcguire: Terry has had his stumbles but he’s been much more determined of late. I gotta say he’s just one good win away from breaking through and this match could skyrocket him from here. Earning a World Title shot at KOE? Add that to his new attitude and you gotta view him as a real threat in the Showdown main event picture.

(Terry takes his towel and scrubs it over his face, almost as if to wipe away any nerves, before tossing it to the side and climbing into the ring)

Deadprez: Hes a man who’s had his ups and downs but you can never take him lightly. It only takes the smallest opening and he can put you down without hesitation. Terry is a veteran of the EAW ring, one way or another. And he’s deadly when given the chance.

(“Odee” by A Boogie blares through the speakers as Chris Elite comes out accompanied by Big Mike to a big cheer. Chris bounces on the balls of his feet and shakes himself loose a bit before continuing down the ring)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: And his opponents, Introducing first, making his way to the ring from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 210 pounds… Gawd Given Greatness… CHRRRRRRRRIIIISSSSSSSSSS EEEEEEELLLLIIIIIIITTTTEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

(Chris hesitates before climbing into the ring, Big Mike coaching him from behind)

Pierre Mcguire: As we all know, Chris has put major stakes into this match. He could lose his Gawd Contract tonight. He’s gotta be feeling nerves like no other in this match.

Deadprez: Don’t disregard him like that. Chris has been in major situations before and he’s come out on top. If anyone can come out on top when the ante is up, it’s the former World Heavyweight Champion.

(Chris rolls into the ring, keeping an eye on Terry just as “Lowlife” by Theroy of a Dead Man hits. Cody Marshall comes out finishing the last of a beer and wearing a Trump/Putin t-shirt leaving the crowd unsure of if they should cheer or boo)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: And their opponent, making his way to the ring from Dallas, Texas, weighing in at 305 pounds… The Blue Collar Brawler… COOOOODDDDDYYYYYYY MMMAAAAARRRRRSSSSSSSSHHHAALLLLL!!!

(Cody tears the t shirt away to just be in his ring gear before going down the ramp)

Deadprez: And then we got the big Texas bastard. Cody is a monster of a man and he’s looking to decimate his way to the EAW Championship.

Pierre Mcguire: Hes has his lumps in the past just like everyone else in the match, but he’s perhaps the biggest physical threat in this match as well as possibility the entire Showdown roster.

(Cody climbs up and into the ring, all three men looking back and forth to each other)

Deadprez: The referee is checking with each man and it looks like things are ready to get underway.

(DING! DING! DING!)

Pierre Mcguire: Each man looking around, playing things smart as he can and TERRY CHAMBER OFF LIKE A BOLT OF LIGHTING! HE SHOULDER RUSHES CHRIS ELITE BACK INTO A CORNER AND BEGINS TO BASH INTO HIM! Punch after kick after knee after elbow landing as Terry picks apart Chris Elite! Big Mike is yelling at Terry from the outside but Terry isn’t hearing it! He’s laser focused! Cody Marshall is leaned against the opposite corner and just looking with a smile! Chris Elite tries to cover up but Terry is just lighting him up! The referee is trying to pull Terry off but there’s no disqualification in a triple threat match!

Deadprez: TERRY LIFTING CHRIS ELITE UP! He sets him up on the top turnbuckle! SLIPS HIS ARMS UNDERNEATH CHRIS’S LEGS AND PULLS HIM UP INTO A POWERBOMB POSITION!!!! TURNBUCKLE POWERBOMB AND CHRIS ELITE DROPS LIFELESS INTO A HEAP IN THE CORNER! Terry goes to pull him out… BUT NOW HERES CODY MARSHALL FROM BEHIND! HE BLASTS TERRY WITH A FOREARM TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD BEFORE GRABBING TERRY UP FOR A POWERSLAM!!! Goddamn that’s a lot of meat between these two and now Cody rolls Terry out of the ring and dropping him to the floor before walking over and grabbing Chris Elite out of the corner! He picks him up and follows with another powerslam! Cody makes the lateral press and tries to end this early!

Ref: ONEEEEEEEEE!! TWOOOOOOOOO!! THREEE—

Pierre Mcguire: CHRIS ELITE KICKS OUT! Gonna take more than that to put the former champion down and Cody knows that as he looks unbothered! If there are any two opponents who are familiar with each other after recent months it’s Cody Marshall and Chris Elite! Cody pulls Elite up by the head and grabs him by the throat! BOTH HANDS ON THE THROAT NOW! LOOKING FOR THE RAPTURE!!!! BUT CHRIS ELITE KICKS CODY MARSHALL RIGHT UP MAIN STREET! RIGHT TO THE GROIN OF CODY AND THATS PAYBACK FOR SEVERAL WEEKS AGO!!! Chris stumbles back now and looks to get his wits about him after the punishment he’s already taken tonight! He knows what’s on the line and he can’t lose focus! He shakes t cobwebs out of his head and lines up just as Cody is getting back to his feet, still clutching downstairs!

Deadprez: SHOTGUN DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF CODY MARSHALL SENDS HIM INTO THE TURNBUCKLES AND HE FALLS BACKWARDS TO THE MAT! CHRIS LEAPS UP TO THE TOP ROPE ANS SPRINGBOARDS BACKWARDS INTO A SPECTACULAR MOONSAULT! IT CONNECTS! CHRIS ELITE HOOKS THE LEG!

Ref: ONEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! TWOOOOOOOOO!!!

Pierre: CODY KICKS OUT WITH AUTHORITY AND SHOVES ELITE OFF OF HIM!

Deadprez: Cody is a bad man and he looks pissed. He wanted to take advantage of Chris when he was weakened but he wasn’t expecting to get caught like he did! Cody rising to his feet as Chris Elite hits the ropes to build momentum and comes back— RIGHT INTO A BACK ELBOW FROM CODY MARSHALL! Elite is stunned! He stumbles around and— AND CODY LIFTS HIM UP INTO THE GORILLA PRESS! DROPS HIM INTO A CUTTER! BUDWEISER SLAM CONNECTS! CODY SCRAMBLES FOR A PIN—

Pierre Mcguire: BUT CHRIS ROLLS HIMSELF OUT OF THE RING! HES GOTTEN TO KNOW CODY TOO WELL OF LATE AND HAD THE INSTINCT TO ROLL OUT UNDER THE ROPES BEFORE CODY COUDL MAKE THE FINISHING PIN! Cody looks angry— BUT TERRY CHAMBERS FROM BEHIND AND ROLLS INTO A SMALL PACKAGE!!!

Ref: ONEEEEEEEEE!!!! TWOOOOOOOOO!! THREEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Deadprez: DAMN CODY KICKS OUT AT THE LAST SECOND! Terry nearly had that off the element of surprise but not quite enough! That was the largest small package I’ve ever seen! But Terry pops up and Cody is right to his feet as well and both men charge! Cody goes for a clothesline! BUT TERRY DUCKS IT! Terry stops on a dime and Cody turns around! Terry grabs Cody and whips him into the corner and FOLLOWS WITH A MASSIVE SHOULDER INTO THE CHEST OF CODY! He steps away and RANDOM ACT OF VIOLENCE! The C.C.S. Enziguri knocks Cody silly! Cody slumps out of the corner and falls to the mat! Terry drops down for another cover!

Ref: ONEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! THREE—

Pierre Mcguire: CODY KICKS OUT AGAIN! Takes a lot to take down a man like him! Terry right back to it though as he grabs Cody with a side headlock on the ground and looks to pound right into him! OH! But Cody shoves Terry off and rolls to the ropes! Cody pulling himself up and getting to his feet! TERRY FROM BEHIND— BUT CODY GRABS TERRY BY THE BACK IF THE HEAD AND BASHES HIM FACE FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! Terry comes back and looks like he’s seeing stars! Cody grabs Terry by the arm and—OH! CODY HAS TERRY UP IN A FIREMANS CARRY AND— OH MY GAWD… CODY PRESSES TERRY UP! THE SHEER POWER OF CODY MARSHALL TO GET TERRY CHAMBERS INTO THE GORILLA PRESS POSITION! CODY HOLDS HIM UP! LOOKING FOR THE BUDWEISER SLAM BUT ENJOYING HIS OWN POWER BEFORE HE DOES AND—

Deadprez: SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK TO THE FACE OF CODY MARSHALL! CHRIS ELITE RECOVERED AND HE JUST SENT BOTH MEN CRASHING! Chris Elite runs and HITS A STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS ON TERRY CHAMBERS! Chris pops back up AND ANOTHER STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS TO CODY MARSHALL! Chris Elite is finally in full control of this match! He looks around and wants to end this all! Chris runs to the turnbuckle and climbs to the tope rope! Listen to this crowd going wild for Chris Elite!!!!! Chris lines up! Both Cody and Terry are available targets! Chris lines up… YOU GOTTA LOVE IT!!!

Pierre Mcguire: NO! CHRIS WENT FOR CODY MARSHALL AND CODY GOT THE KNEES UP! CHRIS LANDS SPINE FIRST ON CODYS KNEES! CHRIS IS ROLLING IN PAIN! CODY CRAWLS OVER AND HOOKS THE LEGS DEEP!

Ref: ONEEEEEEEEE!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Deadprez: CHRIS ELITE JUST SLIPPED HIS SHOULDER OUT!! HE COULDNT EVEN KICK OUT AFTER THE IMPACT BUT HE MANAGED TO TWIST UNDERNEATH HIMSELF AND GET HIS SHOULDER OFF THE MAT! THE HEART OF CHRIS ELITE ON DISPLAY RIGHT THERE!!! Cody can’t believe that Chris just survived that! He looks over to see Terry Chambers climbing to his feet and looks to Chris Elite trying to recover. Cody just shakes his head and rolls out of the ring. I think he just wants a breather and now he’s… he’s walking over in our direction… CODY GRABBING A STEEL CHAIR FROM THE TIME KEEPERS AREA! REMEMBER! NO DISQUALIFICATIONS HERE IN THIS MATCH AND CODY SLIDES BACK NTO THE RING! HE WALKS OVER AND SMASHES THE CHAIR INTO THE BACK OF CHRIS!!! Chris Elite is down and motionless but now Cody turns his attention to Terry who has finally gotten to his feet properly! OH! That’s why it took Terry so long to stand! Cody busted his face open when he bounced Terry off the turnbuckle and he’s just been slowly bleeding this whole time! Terry looks dizzy through his crimson mask and Cody drives the end of the chair into Terry’s gut! Cody rears back…

CRACK

Pierre Mcguire: AND THAT STEEL CHAIR JUST DENTED OVER THE BACK OF TERRY’S SKULL!! Both men are motionless as Cody Marshall is a one man wrecking crew right now! Cody grins to the fans before walking over to Chris Elite again and lifts the chair over his head—

Deadprez: BIG MIKE JUST SLID IN THE RING AND GRABBED HIT CODY WITH A FOREARM TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD AND GRABBED THE CHAIR AWAY! Big Mike now drives the end of the chair into Cody’s stomach! Big Mike takes the chair again and swings for the fences!!!

Pierre Mcguire: BUT CODY CAUGHT THE SECOND SHOT! HE GRABS THE CHAIR MID SWING AND YANKS IT OUT OF BIG MIKES HANDS AND THE CHAIR GOES FLYING OUT OF THE RING! CODY GRABS BIG MIKE WITH BOTH HANDS BY THE THROAT! RAPTURE!!! THE TWO HANDED CHOKESLAM DRIVES BUG MIKE INTO THE CANVAS AND BIG MIKE BOUNCES BEFORE ROLLING OUT OF THE RING! Cody looks pleased with what he’s just done and he turns back to— BOX OFFICE SMASH!!! CHRIS ELITE JUST SUPERKICKED CODYS HEAD OFF HSI SHOULDERS! HOW’D HE GET HIS LEG UP THAT HIGH?!? CHRIS MAKES THE COVER!!!! FOR THE TITLE SHOT AND HIS GAWD CONTRACT!!!!

Ref: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEE—

Deadprez: TERRY CHAMBERS BREAKS THE PIN AT THE LAST SECOND! Chambers has lost a lot of blood but he’s not quite done yet! He grabs Chris Elite from behind and… LOCKED IN THE CHAMBERS!!! TERRY HAS THE COQUINA CLUTCH APPLIED!!! CHRIS ELITE HAS NOWHERE TO GO! TERRY IS HOLDING IT STRONG AND CODY IS BARELY MOVING! Chris is fighting! He’s trying! Throwing back elbows and reverse shin kicks and everything he can possibly hit to break the hold but Terry isn’t breaking! He.. CHRIS ELITE RUNS HIS FEET UP THE TURNBUCKLES AND DIVES BACKWARDS! TERRY FALLS BUT ELITE GOES BENT BACKWARDS ONTO HIS FEET WITH HIS HEAD STILL LOCKED IN THE HOLD! TERRYS SHOULDERS ARE DOWN AND THE REF COUNTS!!!!

Ref: ONEEEEEEEEE!!!! TWOOOOOOOOOO!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Pierre Mcguire: But Terry released the hold in time and gets his shoulder up! Chris stumbles out of the hold, still waiting for the blood to get back to his brain! Now Terry gets back on the offensive and shoves Chris back into the corner again! Now just kicking the life out of Elite’s midsection and— TERRY PULLS HIM OUT OF THE CORNER AND PUTS CHRIS’S HEAD BETWEEN HIS LEGS AND LIFTS HIM UP! A SECOND TURNBUCKLE POWERBOMB TO CHRIS ELITE AND THESE MEN ARE DISHING OUT MASSIVE PUNISHMENT TO EACH OTHER HERE TONIGHT!!!

Deadprez: That’s what it’s all about! How far will you go and how much can you take to earn the biggest prize in our industry? Elite just collapsed and rolled out to the apron but Terry turns back to Cody who is finally getting to his feet! Chris is pulling himself up just as Terry grabs Cody by his head and pulls him to his feet! And Terry— TERRY RUNS MARSHALL TO THROUGH THE ROPES AND FORCES HIM TO SPEAR CHRIS ELITE FROM THE APRON AND TO THE BARRICADE! BOTH MEN JUST CRASHED AND BURNED ON THE OUTSIDE!!!! Terry gets out to the apron and… oh no… Terry is climbing the turnbuckles and nothing good can come of this! TERRY FLIES!!!!

Pierre Mcguire: TERRY LANDS WITH A DIVING SPLASH THAT LANDS ON BOTH MEN BUT HOW MUCH DAMAGE DID TERRY JUST DO TO HIMSELF?!? No one is moving as this carnage continues!

Deadprez: Terry rolls over off of the pile and goes for the steps to try and make it to his feet! Chris Elite is finally coming to but Cody Marshall is still lifeless on the outside! Cody took the brunt of the impact there! Elite is crawling himself over! Trying to make some distance! He grabs the ring skirt and begins to pull himself to his feet! Terry is already back up now though and he goes to grab Chris up! Terry takes Chris by the head and walks him around the ring and RUNS HIM HEADFIRST INTO THE STEPS ON THE OTHER SIDE!!! Chris just bounces off of the steel steps and Terry takes a second to wipe the blood away from his face! He’s lost a lot of blood and you have to wonder how much longer he can really hold up like this!

Pierre Mcguire: Remember folk’s, no countouts in this match either so Terry can take his time to pick his opponents apart! You see how he separated himself and Chris away from Cody so that he can try to avoid being attacked from behind! Smart tactics and now Terry eyes Chris who is just beginning to crawl away from the steps! He comes in… Terry gonna Fran Chris by the skull and— CHRIS ELITE DRIVES HIMSELF UP WITH HIS LEGS TO PLANT HIS SKULL INTO TERRYS JAW!!!! Terry stumbles back and now he comes back! He looks pissed and he charges— BUT CHRIS ELITE WITH THE DROP TOEHOLD TO PLANT TERRY FACE FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS! TERRY MAY BE OUT LIKE A LIGHT! Chris is pulling himself up by the barricade and tryin to get his feet underneath him! He steps over and tries to pull Terry up! Has the big man to his knees now and—

Deadprez: ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO TERRY’S TEMPLE!!! CHAMBERS DROPS BACK DOWN!! AND HERES BIG MIKE!! HE AND CHRIS ARE PULLING TERRY BACK UP! Looks like they’re gonna roll him back into the— CODY MARSHALL WITH A BIG BOOT TO BIG MIKES FACE AND HE DROPS TO THE FLOOR! CODY GRABS CHRIS AND TERRY DROPS TO THE FLOOR! Cody takes Chris and— OH! SMASHES HIM SPINE FIRST INTO THE RING APRON! CHRIS IS ON THE GORUND AND ARCHING HIS BACK! HIS SPINE HAS TAKEN SO MUCH PUNISHMENT IN THIS MATCH! Cody goes to drag him up!

Pierre: BUT CHRIS GIVES HIM A PUNCH STRAIGHT TO THE THROAT!!!! Cody stumbles back and Chris rolls into the ring to get some distance! He’s clutching his back and trying to pull himself up! But Cody is already giving chase! Cody grabs Chris by head and pulls him back! Both hands around the throat! RAPTURE!!!!!!! CODY HITS IT AND GOES FOR THE COVER!!!!

Ref: ONEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

CLANG

Deadprez: TERRY JUST RAN INTO THE RING AND HIT CODY OVER THE HEAD WITH THE RING BELL!! He just saved the match at the last instant and he swings again and drives the be down into the shoulder of Cody! Cody rolls over in pain and Terry drops on top of him and wraps his arm around his throat! LOCKED IN THE CHAMBERS! But I don’t think he has all of it! Cody is fighting against it! Marshall slips his feet under the ropes and slides his way out! Making his escape from the hold and he drops down still clutching his shoulder! Terry looks frustrated but he grabs the ring be again! He turns back around—

Pierre: BOX OFFICE SMASH!!!! CHRIS ELITE JUST SUPERKICKED THE RING BELL INTO TERRY’S NOSE!!! TERRY FALLS BACK AND ELITE MAKES THE COVER!!!

Ref: ONEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Deadprez: PAINFULLY EVER AFTER!!!! KASSIDY HEART JUST RAN IN AND CURB STOMPED CHRIS ELITE! The Vixens Champion invading this match now and trying to make sure she doesn’t end up out with Big Mike next week! She’s now kicking into him and screaming while she does so!

Kassidy Heart (off mic): *while stomping Chris* I WILL NEVER LET YOU WIN! I WILL NEVER DATE YOUR OVERGROWN PET! THE GOAT CONTRACT BELONGS TO AHREN!!! DO YOU HEAR ME?!?

Pierre Mcguire: Chris Elite is coughing and struggling but he rolls away and Kassidy just kicks him the whole way! Chris rolls out of the ring and drops to the floor! Kassidy gets out the ring and stands there watch Chris! She doesn’t want him winning this match! BUT CODY MARSHALL IS BACK IN AND HE GRABS TERRY CHAMBERS UP! FIREMANS CARRY! OH! He tried to go for the Budweiser Slam but his shoulder gave out when he attempted the gorilla press! Terry lands behind Cody and smashes him with a forearm to the skull! Cody turns and swings with his good arm and now both men exchanging with what fuel they have left in the tank! Cody! Terry! Cody! Terry! Cody! Terry! Terry! Terry! Terry! And Terry kicks the knee of Cody and brings the larger man to a kneeling position before— TERRY DRIVES HIS KNEE INTO CODY’S JAW!

Deadprez: Terry gonna grab Cody up now! Take him by the arm and scoops him into the fireman’s carry!!! T-5!!! THE F-5 CONNECTS AND TERRY MAKES THE COVER!!!

Ref: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! TWOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Pierre Mcguire: BUT CHRIS ELITE USES ALL OF HIS STRENGTH TO PULL TERRY OFF OF CODY! He just dragged the 287 pound man just enough to make the referee wave off the count and Terry is livid! He had the match won there! BUT HERE COMES KASSIDY TO TAKE CHRIS DOWN AGAIN AND— BIG MIKE GRABS KASSIDY FROM BEHIND AND CATCHES HER IN A REVERSE BEAR HUG! KASSIDY KICKING AND SCREAMING BUT BIG MIKE REFUSES TO LET GO OF THE WOMAN HE LOVES! CHRIS ELITE GETS UP ON THE APRON AND HERE COMES TERRY TO TAKE HIM OUT! Chris enters through the ropes and Terry charges! BIG CLOTHESLINE!!

Deadprez: BUT ELITE DUCKED IT! TERRY COMES OFF THE ROPES AND— BOX OFFICE SMASH! ELITE JUST SUPERKICKED TERRYS JAW OFF AND TERRY FALLS AND ROLLS UNDER THE ROPES!! ELITE SEES CODY IS STILL DOWN FROM THE T-5!!! ELITE DRAGGING HIMSELF UP TO THE TOP ROPE AND CLUTCHING HIS BACK! DOES HE HAVE ENOUGH IN THE TANK?!?!? YOU GOTTA LOVE IT!!! 630 SENTON CONNECTS AND CHRIS HOOKS THE LEG!!! KASSIDY HEART SCREAMING ON THE OUTSIDE!!!

Kassidy Heart (off mic): LET ME GO! LET ME GO!

Big Mike (off mic): IM SORRY BABY! IM DOING IT FOR OUR LOVE!!!!

Ref: ONEEEEEEEEEE!!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Deadprez: HES DONE IT! The referee grabs the ring bell off the mat himself!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Aaron Fitzpatrick: Here is your winner… and new number one contender to the EAW Championship… CHRISSSSSSSS EEEEEEELLLLIIIIIIITTTEEEEEE!!!!!

(Chris has his hand raised as “Odee” blasts through the arena again. Kassidy Heart looks like she’s going to vomit on the outside. Big Mike releases her and looks at her with a grin)

Pierre Mcguire: Chris Elite will challenge Ahren Fournier at King of Elite! Two of the best around going head to head for the top prize in this industry!! That’s a match I cannot wait to see!

Deadprez: Not to mention Chris retains his Gawd Contract! He’s gonna be celebrating tonight! Ahren Fournier must be— well, there he is!

(Camera pans from Terry looking disappointed and being tended to by medics on the outside over to see Ahren Fournier standing on the stage with the EAW Championship on his shoulder. Kassidy runs up the ramp to get away from Big Mike and joins the GOAT on the stage)

Pierre Mcguire: The Champion must be disappointed to not now own what he would’ve called a GOAT Contract but he’s not letting that bother him tonight! He’s just eyeing Chris Elite and letting him know that while Chris May have won the night, Ahren is still the champion!

(Chris climbs up and stands on the second turnbuckle in the corner and faces Ahren, motioning around his own waist)

Deadprez: But Chris isn’t bothered by all that! He’s saying that belt is gonna be around his waist soon enough! He may not have won Elitist of the Year, but that’s not gonna keep him from winning the EAW Championship!

Pierre Mcguire: Our main event is set! Ahren Fournier versus Chris Elite! What a way to cap off another exciting episode of Saturday Night Showdown! For Deadprez, I’m Pierre Mcguire, we will see you all again next week!

(EAW Network Logo Buzzes)

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