Anna C. Flowers
(EAW Intro Plays.)
(“DNA” by Kendrick Lamar Plays as the Showdown intro runs for the broadcast for the last time this season. The camera opens inside of the Phillips arena in Atlanta, Georgia where we see a packed crowd amped up and cheering for the soon to come show. We pan across the sea of fans before cutting to the commentary desk with Eve and Deadprez.)
Eve: HELLO EVERYONE! ITS SATURDAY NIGHT :mjgrin: AND THAT MEANS ITS TIME FOR EAW’S FLAGSHIP PROGRAM, SATURDAY NIGHT SHOWDOWN! WE ARE ON THE FINAL STOP BEFORE PAIN FOR PRIDE! AND IM JOINED AS EVER BY THE IMMEASURABLE DEADPREZ!
Deadprez: Pretty sure we already used that one.
Eve: Well it’s the season finale we got as close as we could before running out of steam.
Deadprez: But just one week from now we will be experiencing the biggest spectacle in all of wrestling! Pain for Pride is upon us and tonight we can feel the electricity in the air!
Eve: We will hear from competitors in several different matchups, including but not limited to the entirety of the Cash in the Vault matchup being present for tonight’s show! Not to mention the fallout of what happened last week between TLA and Cage!
Deadprez: And then there’s everything with—
(“Monster” by Skillet hits and the crowd erupts.)
Deadprez: No way. Is he really…
(HRDO walks out and down towards the ring wearing a suit and tie.)
Eve: The EAW Vice President! What’s HRDO doin here?!?
Gina Romano: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time, EAW Vice President and Hall of Famer… H! R! D! O!
(HRDO climbs up and into the ring before being handed a microphone from the ringside area.)
HRDO: Yes Yes. Well it’s Pain for Pride in just a few days so I don’t know why everyone is so shocked that I’m in town. But I’m here to kick things off with an important announcement. A lot of changes are coming to EAW next season. And I’m here to announce one more. But first, let me ask that General Manager Hurricane Hawk please come out here.
(HRDO waits for a moment and there’s no answer.)
HRDO: Hawk it’s a busy time for everyone but you need to get your ass out here and—
(“No Regrets” by Pusha T hits as Hurricane Hawk walks out looking confused. He has a microphone in his hand and speaks in a flustered voice.)
Hurricane Hawk: You know… no disrespect… but man there’s so much I have to get done before next week. If there’s some major change coming, why haven’t I already been told about it.
HRDO: Because, Hawk, the change… is about you.
Hurricane Hawk: :lupe:
HRDO: Look. There’s been some rough patches around here. I know it’s your first year as a GM and all, but seriously. You had the Round Table running amok. There was a period where you had Voltage roster members invading your show and Showdown members invading Voltage. Incident after incident has gone on and before we go into Pain for Pride and season 13 I think this needs to be addressed. As Vice President it’s my responsibility to—
Hurricane Hawk: Whoa whoa whoa! I’ve handled everything to the best of my knowledge. You know how crazy things get around his company! Remember back during the Extre—
HRDO: Hawk, my decision is final. Once Pain for Pride is completed, you will no longer be Showdown’s General Manager.
Hurricane Hawk: … :mjcry:
HRDO: …because as of the EAW Draft Special, you will instead be promoted to Saturday Night Showdown’s full time commissioner.
Hurricane Hawk: :oh:
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Hurricane Hawk: Wait… is this for real?
HRDO: You found a way around the Round Table’s entrapment, you and Matt Daniels handled the repeat invasions like pros, and just earlier this week you stood directly in front of an Adams and told them what was what when many others wouldn’t have done so while in a corporate position. You’ve shown a lot of balls and you’ve pulled through when others would’ve cracked. Showdown needs a strong leader going forward. And I think you’re the man for the job.
Hurricane Hawk: I won’t let you down.
HRDO: You’re still the GM for a couple of weeks. You’ve got a lot to get done. Now get to it.
(“Monster” by Skillet hits again as Hawk disappears behind the curtain and HRDO exits the ring.)
(Commercial promoting Pain for Pride!)
(The camera cuts to Gina Romano in the ring holding a microphone.)
Gina Romano: The following contest is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!
(“Addiction” by Dope hits to boos from the crowd.)
Gina Romano: Introducing first from Toronto, Ontario, Canada weighing in at 276 pounds he is “The Beast” MAMMOOOOOOOOTHHHHHH!!!!!
(Mammoth makes his way to the ring like a ferocious animal as he paces around menacely in the ring.)
Deadprez: BAH GAWD EVE! THE MAN BEAST MAMMOTH!!! LOOK AT THIS FEROCIOUS SAVAGE IN HIS NATURAL ENVIRONMENT! IS HE EVEN HUMAN???
Eve: Yes Dead. He is clearly human and not an actual mammoth. You have seen other humans before. This should not be a surprise to you.
(Mammoth is shown waving a Canadian flag in the ring as Deadprez looks on at the strange ways of this exotic creature. Suddenly Jake Smith’s theme hits as the boos grow even louder.)
Gina Romano: And his opponent being accompanied to the ring by Joshua Nicholls weighing in at 210 pounds…he comes to you from the greatest city in the world Miami, Florida he is… “The Mightiest One” JAAAAAAAAKE SMIIIIITH!!!
(Jake Smith comes out to the ring and shares a bro hug with Joshua Nicholls in the ring before turning to face his opponent.)
Eve: What a disgrace! Jake doesn’t even have the balls to take on Mammoth by himself! He needs backup? This is absolutely pathetic!
Deadprez: Chill out Eve. Jake is playing it smart. He is facing a mammoth here tonight. One of the most ancient traditions of the human species. These creatures are massive and wild and there is a reason that our ancestors hunted in parties to take down these monsters with spears. Jake Smith is just continuing that tradition here tonight!
Eve: But he’s not an actual… Nevermind.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Deadprez: And the Mammoth charges in! GORE! GORE! GORE!
Eve: But Jake Smith quickly moves out of the way! Mammoth back up to his feet but Jake grabs him from behind! Jake with a freestyle wrestling toss as Mammoth lands thrashing on his stomach. Jake smartly transitions into armbar to keep Mammoth grounded. Mammoth’s arm wrenches back almost out of its socket as he desperately tries to reach out across the ring to grab the ropes. He stretches…
Deadprez: But he can’t quite make it! His fingertips slip off the mat as his hand slams into the mat! He’s not tapping out tho! He is clenching his arm with all his strength to pull his body across the ring! He reaches upward…
Eve: Mammoth grabs the rope! The referee demands that Jake Smith releases the hold and begins to count. But Jake releases the hold to avoid being disqualified. Jake backs off as Mammoth slowly rises back to his feet. He moves into the ring looking to lock up with Jake. Jake raises up his arms as they plan to lock up in the ring. Here we go!
Deadprez: NO! Jake Smith with the fakeout! He kicks Mammoth hard in the gut! Jake flips over Mammoth grabbing onto his legs… Sunset Flip! He rolls him over into a cover!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEE!!!!! TWOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
Eve: Kickout by Mammoth! Both men back to their feet as Jake kicks Mammoth in the gut and wrenches his neck… Neckbreaker! No! Mammoth shoves Jake off him into the corner. Mammoth charges in with a thunderous Spear! But this time Jake is the one who dodges! Just in time! Mammoth flies through the turnbuckle catching his shoulder on the metal pole of the ring! And Jake grabs Mammoth from behind rolling him up with a School Boy pin!
Referee: ONEEEEEE!!!!!! TWOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! THR–
Deadprez: Almost had him there but not quite! Mammoth shoves Jake away from him but Jake charges in with a boot to the gut of Mammoth! No! Mammoth caught the leg as he twists it taking Jake down to the mat. Jake rolls through kicking Mammoth off sending him back up against the ropes. Mammoth comes running back towards Jake who leapfrogs him landing behind as Mammoth turns around. Jake grabs him… Swinging Neckbreaker connects!
Eve: Mammoth holds his neck in pain as Jake makes his way around climbing up to the top rope.. Jake soars off the top rope with a Flying Crossbody! But Mammoth rolls through! Both men roll back up as they immediately lock up and begin thrashing around the ring trying to force the other man down. Hard kick by Mammoth to the arm of Jake knocking it sideways! And another kick and another! Mammoth firing on all cylinders here as he rocks Jake back with a series of hard strikes. Jake tries to fire back with a clubbing blow but Mammoth catches the arm taking him down with a swift armdrag. Mammoth keeps Jake grounded forcing the shoulder down to the mat. He forces the other shoulder down as well!
Referee: ONEEE!!!
Deadprez: But Jake Smith powers up quickly. He is fighting his way back up to his feet but Mammoth drops a knee right into his face! The pain! Jake flips around twisting his arm and shoulder free as he forces Mammoth up into the corner… But Mammoth with a hard slap to the face! He retaliating like a motherfucker! Mammoth drops that sonbitch as he goes down on that bitch ass!
Eve: Mammoth now punching into the face of Jake Smith as Joshua Nicholls looks outraged outside the ring! He climbs up onto the apron as the referee yells at him to get down. And Mammoth comes in and bashes Joshua across the skull with his fist! Joshua goes flying off the apron and crashes his head against the crowd barricade. A 5 year old Canadian fan is shown pointing and laughing at Joshua’s fail as he lies on the ground in pain. WAIT WATCH OUT!!!!
Deadprez: Jake Smith from behind with a LOW BLOW on Mammoth! Mammoth crumbles over as the referee didn’t see it! He was too busy dealing with the Joshua Nicholls situation to notice! Jake pulls Mammoth up in the middle of the ring…
Eve: BROKEN WINGS CONNECTS!!! THE COVER BY JAKE SMITH! NOT THIS WAY!!
Referee: ONEEEE!! TWOOOO!!!! THRRRRRRRRRREEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Gina Romano: Here is your winner… JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE SMITH!!!
(Jake Smith’s theme hits as the referee raises his hand. He rolls out of the ring to pick up Joshua Nicholls as both men make their way backstage.)
Deadprez: Congratulations to Jake Smith here tonight! What a hard fought win!
Eve: He cheated! Screw him!
Deadprez: You big mad Eve. On much dick. But whatever just enjoy Pain for Pride this weekend and chill out for once. I know I will!
(Commercial for Boba Tea. I can’t afford it. But I hear it’s good.)
(Camera opens to find Provencal backstage with his kids. He and the children play together until a large, muscular figure walks up behind him. As the figure draws closer we begin to make out the form of Woogieman and his Big Boogie Bhampionship.)
Provencal: H-hello? Mister Woogieman?
Woogieman: Yes. I am the Woogieman. I am the Big Boogie Bhampion. And it seems you are the man who has been selected to challenge for my bhampionship.
(Provencal nearly faints from the presence of such greatness but he holds himself together.)
Provencal: Yes sir. I should hope to give you my best! May the best man win!
Woogieman: I am the best man. And i hope to win. You… you are one of the most gifted men I have seen in a long time. You will provide me with a great challenge. The steel cage match will be a great battle.
Provencal: Yes! Yes-sir! A great battle indeed!
Child: Papa! When do we get a bhampionship to play with!
Provencal: Well if papa wins at Pain for Pride then we will have one to play with!
Woogieman: Wait… you promise my Bhampionship to a child? Do you think so little of my life’s work? What disrespect is this?
Provencal: Oh! No sir! I just—
Child: But papa! You never win!
Provencal: Well darling, “never” isn’t really—
Woogieman: YOU IGNORE MY QUESTION NOW? BE PREPARED PROVENCAL! FOR AT PAIN FOR PRIDE YOU WILL FIND YOURSELF IN THE FIGHT IF YOUR LIFE! THE STEEL CAGE WILL BE AN AREA OF WAR!
(Woogieman storms off in one direction.)
Child: Papa? You don’t look so good! Everyone in position!
(Provencal faints backwards and his children catch him. They slowly begin to match him towards the medics tent to be taken care of.)
(The camera cuts to a commercial for the life and times documentary about the career of the legendary El Landerson.)
(Camera opens to find Kyra Phillips backstage standing next to SOSA Henderson.)
Kyra Phillips: SOSA, in just a moment, you’ll be stepping out there as the New Breed Champion to take on four young up and comers in Desmond Black, Kevin Hawkins, and Archimedes Manson. What are your thoughts on your opponents tonight?
SOSA Henderson: Well if I tell the truth I’m not thinking too much of them. All of them have a massive chance tonight when they step in the ring with the New Breed Champion and every last one of them kept their mouth shut. So I gotta think they’re scared.
Kyra Phillips: But SOSA, you’ve been pretty quiet this week yourself.
SOSA Henderson: What’s your point?
Kyra Phillips: Umm. Nevermind. But how are you feeling about your match at Pain for Pride? Against Felix Hartley?
SOSA Henderson: Felix has made it clear that everything she was trying to do was just a manipulation to get a title shot. Well congratulations Felix. You get an equal opportunity ass whooping at Pain for Pride. You tried to come in and causes issues with me and the baddest girl around here. But what we got is too strong for that. Too pure. So all your manipulations don’t mean shit. You call yourself the New Breed Stallion. Bitch, I’m the New Breed Majesty. I am the king of this division. The King rides the Stallion. That’s all you need to know.
Kyra Phillips: So your plan is to ride Felix Hartley?
SOSA Henderson: Exactly. I’m gonna ride Fe— NO! NO! FUCK! NO! YALL WRONG FOR THAT! FUCK! I got a match I ain’t got time for this!
(SOSA storms off, leaving Kyra behind.)
(The camera cuts to Gina Romano in the middle of the ring)
Gina Romano: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a FATAL FOUR WAY MATCH! And it is scheduled, for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(“Love SOSA” by Chief Keef plays up to a mixed reaction from the crowd as SOSA Henderson comes out, his New Breed Championship wrapped around his waist he stops for a moment on the stage before starting to walk again)
Gina Romano: Making his way to the ring, from Philly, weighing in at 191 pounds…HE IS THE NEW BREED CHAMPION! BULLETPROOF, SOSA…HENDERSON!
Deadprez: This is SOSA’s last match before he heads into PFP to defend his New Breed Championship against Felix Hartley, the pressure should be high for him.
Eve: He’ll want to make a good impression going into his first PFP match DP, of course he needs to win, if he doesn’t the odds won’t go in his favor.
(SOSA enters the ring and gets to the top rope before “Love SOSA” is rudely interrupted by “Mixed Personalities” by YNW Melly as Desmond Black comes out to boos from the crowd he bawled out at SOSA in the ring menacingly before making his way to the ring, SOSA ignores him and keeps warming up)
Gina Romano: And his opponents, first, from Birmingham, England, weighing in at 215 pounds…THE DEVIL’S DIAMOND, DESMOND…BLACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deadprez: I don’t know much about Desmond Black, I don’t think the people at home know him at all. But from what I know he’s devastating, he’s not afraid to inflict as much pain as possible.
Eve: That’s what everyone says DP, but I don’t lose hope, maybe Desmond has a chance and maybe he’ll live up to his words!
(Desmond enters the ring and slaps himself in the face yelling before going into his corner as “Mixed Personalities” fades off. “No Leaf Clover” by Metallica plays as Kevin Hawkins comes out with a smirk on his face as the crowd boos him as always, he makes fun of the crowd on his way to the ring to the camera)
Gina Romano: Next, from Columbus, Ohio, weighing in at 285 pounds…THE OUTSIDER, KEVIN…HAWKINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deadprez: Kevin Hawkins has surely had a rough time here in EAW so far, winning and losing it’s very confusing to think about what the state of mind Kevin Hawkins is in going into this match.
Eve: If I had to guess it’s now or nothing he has to make an impact here to make a bigger impact later, I’m sure he’s not going to forget that.
(Kevin Hawkins enters the ring raising both his fist in the air to thunderous boos from the crowd. “No Leaf Clover” is replaced by “Applause” by Lady Gaga as the long boos are replaced by cheers as Archimedes J. Manson comes out with a smile on his face and his “BONKERZ-OOKA” ready and armed. He shoots the crowd with whipped cream but it doesn’t seem like the crowd minds it as the cheers continue)
Gina Romano: And lastly, from The Divided States of Hysteria, weighing in at 205 pounds…THE ANIMANIAC, ARCHIMEDES…J…MANSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deadprez: Archimedes has been on a roll here, it’s always surprising to see how he wins even if it’s with a joy buzzer or some practical joke or what not.
Eve: He’s gotta keep that up, if he wants to survive the hell hole that is the 24/7 battle royal.
Deadprez: Oh cmon it’s not that bad.
Eve: :usure:
Deadprez: Yes
(Archimedes J. Manson enters the ring and tries to scare his opponents by aiming his “BONKERZ-OOKA” at all of them, none of them flinch. They start circling around each other as the bell rings)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Deadprez: Here we go as all mayhem breaks lose. Each of the men are trying to situate themselves in this match, OH THEY’RE ALL GOING AT IT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! EACH PERSON LAYING PUNCHES DOWN ON THE OTHER WHO KNOWS WHO THEY’RE AIMING FOR! But it’s SOSA who slides out of the ring leaving the other 3 to fight, WAIT ARCHIMEDES OUT OF NOWHERE, SUICIDE DIVE TO SOSA ON THE OUTSIDE! Archimedes and SOSA are going at it as Kevin and Desmond are still doing an intense back and forth in the ring, Kevin throwing Desmond in the corner, OH KEVIN WITH A KICK TO DESMOND BRINGING HIM BACK A BIT! SOSA has grabbed Archimedes now, OH SOSA THROWS HIM INTO THE RING POST! SOSA rolling into the ring as Kevin is attacking Desmond in the corner with an array of punches. SOSA WITH A DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF KEVIN HAWKINS FORCING HIM INTO THE CORNER WITH DESMOND BLACK! SOSA looking to do something but Archimedes sliding back into the ring! Wait, SOSA allowing Archimedes to irish whip him, ARCHIMEDES IRISH WHIPPING SOSA INTO THE CORNER, SPLASH TO BOTH KEVIN HAWKINS AND DESMOND BLACK! SOSA looking around- BUT ARCHIMEDES GRABBING HIM, ARCHIMEDES THROWING SOSA SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST, Archimedes checking around I guess for anyone up, he’s dragging SOSA to the middle of the ring, pin attempt here!
Ref: ONE! TWO!
Eve: KEVIN BREAKS IT UP! Kevin now laying down Archimedes quickly, OH BUT DESMOND BLACK JUMPS RIGHT ON TOP OF KEVIN HAWKINS! DESMOND IS TRYING TO CHOKE KEVIN OUT, SOSA HE’S MANAGED TO GET UP TO HIS FEET SUPERKICK TO KEVIN HAWKINS! KEVIN HAWKINS HAS BEEN TIPPED OVER, HE FALLS RIGHT ONTO DESMOND BLACK WHO WAS STILL ON HIS SHOULDERS! SOSA falling to a knee, ARCHIMEDES SLIDING INTO THE RING, FOOL’S ERRAND! ARCHIMEDES CONNECTS WITH A SHINING WIZARD! Archimedes standing up- OH A BIG BOOT FROM KEVIN HAWKINS OUT OF NOWHERE, it looks like Kevin Hawkins is going for a JACKKNIFE POWERBOMB! BUT WAIT ARCHIMEDES IS TRYING TO FIGHT OUT OF THE ESSENTIAL ELIMINATOR! Oh no Kevin isn’t focusing his attention on the canvas anymore, HE’S GOING TO THROW ARCHIMEDES OUT OF THE RING! BUT WAIT DESMOND BLACK AND SOSA HENDERSON WORKING TOGETHER, OH THEY’VE THROWN BOTH KEVIN HAWKINS AND ARCHIMEDES J. MANSON OUT OF THE RING! BUT SOSA IS GOING STRAIGHT FOR DESMOND, BUT WAIT DESMOND PUSHING SOSA OFF OF HIM, OH BUT A KICK TO THE LEG OF DESMOND, Desmond falling to a knee as SOSA is bringing him up, OH DESMOND PUSHING SOSA INTO THE REF- WHAT?!?! DESMOND JUST SPIT MIST INTO THE EYES OF SOSA! Disgusting, SOSA trying to swing for the fences, BUT DESMOND HAS HIM, SPEAR! KINGS COURT CONNECTS, DESMOND BLACK GOING FOR THE PIN!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE!
Deadprez: BUT THE REFEREE IS OUT, THAT MAY HAVE CAUSED DESMOND THE MATCH! Desmond trying to get the referee up, NO SOSA WITH A SCHOOLBOY, SUPERKICK! SOSA quickly bringing him up now, SPEAR! BUT DESMOND ISN’T STAYING DOWN BUT SOSA’S GOT HIM DOWN! NO! DESMOND DRIVES UP AND SHOVES SOSA! SOSA COLLAPSES OUT OF THE RING THROUGH THE ROPES! BUT HERE COMES HAWKINS FROM
BEHIND! HAWKINS GRABBING AHOLD OF BLACK FROM BEHIND! BUT DESMOND DRIVES BACK AND SHOVES HIM INTO THE CORNER! HAWKINS IS STUMBLED AS HE COMES OUT OF THE CORNER! BLACK HITS THE ROPES! KINGS COURT! THE SPEAR CONNECTS! DESMOND HOOKS THE LEG! THIS IS HIS FIRST MATCH IN EAW! LOOK AT THIS!
Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Mixed Personalities” hits again as Desmond celebrates. Hawkins is still down in the ring but SOSA and Manson are both down on the outside.)
Gina Romano: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN YOUR WINNER, DESMOND BLACK
Deadprez: This was an intense match all the way through for sure. All 4 of these men pushed themselves to the limit but really it was Desmond who took advantage of their mistakes and pulled out the win for this match.
Eve: This might not be far off for PFP. But what a debut for Desmond Black! Winning a match that involved the New Breed Champion! He’s got to be an early favorite now for the 24/7! What a kickstart for his career!
(Commercial for energy drinks. You’ll need them this week.)
(The camera opens zoomed in on Terry Chambers sitting with a headset on wearing jeans and TAPOUT t-shirt and zooms out)
Eve: We have the #1 Contender for the Interwire Championship joining us here tonight on commentary! Welcome Terry and thanks for joining us!
Terry Chambers: I mean hey, I could never pass down a chance to study my opponent just a bit more but this time up close and personal.
Deadprez: Murderer.
(“”Ready for War” by Adelitas Way hits and Drake King emerges with the Interwire Championship around his waist to a chorus of boos from the crowd)
Gina Romano: THIS MATCH IS SET FOR ONE FALL!! INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM CHARLOTTE, NORTH CAROLINA….WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY POUNDS…HE IS THE REIGNING INTERWIRE CHAMPION….”THE KING”…DDDRAKKKEE KKIINNGG!!!
Deadprez: KNEEL TO THE KING!!
Terry Chambers: I’d rather jump off a bridge.
Eve: Terry, you face this man next weekend at the biggest show of the year, what are your thoughts?
Terry Chambers: What’s there to say I haven’t said already? He’s a paper champ and he proved it at Wrath of the Dragon and I said I’m better in every way possible than he is in the ring and I prove it AGAIN next weekend. Let’s see what the fucker does tonight.
(Drake King hops in the ring and unhooks his championship and places it on his shoulder as “Ready for War” dies down and “Lowlife” by Theory of a Deadman blares the PA system and Cody Marshall comes out to a mixed reaction from the crowd)
Gina Romano: AND HIS OPPONENT…FROM DALLAS, TEXAS…WEIGHING IN AT THREE HUNDRED AND FIVE POUNDS….”THE AMEIRCAN SNIPER”…..CCCOOODDYYY MMARRSSHHALLL!!!
Deadprez: Not this lazy redneck. He’s been in a slump and it looks like he don’t even care. I mean Terry, you have history with Cody as well, what’s your thoughts?
Terry Chambers: I mean, Cody is in the place where he is because of him and him only. Everyone says he is just the guy who’s here taking up space and he’s proving them right so far. He used to be one of the most feared men here. No excuses, he got the best of me at Under Siege?.But what’s happened since then? He’s going one way while I’m going another which is up while he keeps trending down.
Eve: But he’s got a great chance to reintroduce himself tonight against the Interwire Champion only a week from Pain For Pride. Let’s hope we can see some of that old Cody tonight!
(Cody Marshall steps in the ring as his theme fades and Drake gives his title away before giving Terry Chambers a long glace at ringside)
DING! DING! DING!
Eve: WOAH!! CODY JUST CHARGED AT DRAKE WHILE DRAKE WAS LOOKING AT TERRY!! HE’S GOT DRAKE CORNERED UP AND IS NOW THROWING BODY SHOT AFTER BODY SHOT AND DRAKE IS TRYING TO COVER UP!! THE REFEREE FORCES CODY TO BACK UP AND NOW DRAKE WALKS RIGHT INTO A BIG BOOT FROM CODY MARSHALL!!
Terry Chambers: Rent free.
Deadprez: Cody Marshall now lifting Drake up by his hair and tosses him through the second rope to the outside floor! Cody now steps through the middle rope and now drives pushes Drake back first into the barricade and Drake’s clenching his back in pain! Cody now lifts drake HIGH IN THE AIR…AND DROPS DRAKE STOMACH FIRST ON THE BARRICADE!! Cody soaks in the reaction from the crowd before picking up Drake and tossing him in the ring and now Cody slides in the ring and is waiting for Drake King to rise to his feet in the opposite corner and now going for another big boot…..BUT DRAKE GETS OUT OF DODGE AND CODY’S LEG IS CAUGHT ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!
Eve: CODY MANAGES TO GET HIS LEG OFF BUT TURNS AROUND AND WALKS RIGHT INTO A ENZIGURI FROM DRAKE!! DRAKE IS CRAWLING NOW TO CODY AND TRYING TO PICK UP THE STUNNED CODY AND NOW IS TRYING FOR A SUPLEX!! HOW’S HE GONNA PULL THIS OFF?! BUT CODY IS BLOCKING IT WITH HIS FOOT AND NOW THROWING RIGHTS INTO THE MIDSECTION OF CODY AND LIFTS UP DRAKE FOR A SUPLEX OF HIS OWN….BUT DRAKE SLIPS OUT FROM THE BACK AND IS FACING CODY’S BACK AND PUSHES CODY TO THE ROPES AND CODY COMES RUNNING BACK ATTEMPTING A CLOTHESLINE BUT DRAKE DUCKS AND HITS THE PELE KICK!! IS THIS IT?!
Referee: ONE…TWO…
Deadprez: No! Cody stays in it! Drake throws his hands through his hands asking what to do next.
Terry Chambers: Come on champ.
(Drake King lifts up Cody and walks him to the rope and is yelling something in the direction of Terry at the commentary table)
Drake King: WATCH THIS YOU FREAKBOY!! I’M GONNA DO WHAT YOU COULDN’T!!
(Terry Chambers nods in amusement)
Eve: BUT OH CODY JUST POWERED OUT OF DRAKE’S GRIP AND HITS A HARD CLOTHESLINE!! MY GOD DID YOU HEAR THE IMPACT?! HE PICKS UP DRAKE NOT WASTING ANY TIME….THE BUDWEISER SLAM!!! IS CODY GONNA UPSET DRAKE?!
Referee: ONE…TWO..THREE!!!
Eve: DRAKE KICKS OUT OF IT!! CODY NOW HAS TO TAKE ADVANTAGE AS HE REALIZES THAT AS HE SLOWLY PICKS UP DRAKE AND PLACES DRAKE ON HIS SHOULDERS BUT DRAKE REVERSES IT INTO A DDT!! DRAKE KING NOW CRAWLING TO A CORNER AND SLOWLY RISES TO HIS FEET AS HE WAITS FOR CODY TO GET TO ATLEAST ONE KNEE AND GOES FOR THE SUPERKICK TO THE FACE OF CODY BUT CODY SAW IT COMING AS HE HAS DRAKE KING UP IN THE AIR FOR RAPTURE!!!.BUT DRAKE KING TURNED IT INTO ANOTHER DDT SPIKING CODY’S HEAD INTO THE MAT!!! DRAKE ONCE AGAIN IS UP TO HIS FEET IN A HURRY WAITING FOR CODY TO RISE TO A KNEE AND THIS TIME CONNECTS WITH THE SUPERKICK!! AND ANOTHER ONE AND NOW CODY’S HANDS FALL TO THE FLOOR AND IS NOW ON ALL FOURS AND DRAKE IS FEELING IT……KNEEL TO THE KING!! CURBSTOMP!! IS THIS IT?!
Referee: ONE…TWO..THREE!!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Gina Romano: HERE IS YOUR WINNER….DDRRAKKKEE KIIINNGG!!!!
(“Ready for War” hits as Drake King rises to his feet as the referee raises his hand as he hands him the Interwire Championship and Drake then goes over to the rope to stare down Terry Chambers who takes off his headset and stands looking into the ring)
Drake King: YOU STAND NO CHANCE!! YOU HEAR ME!!!
(Terry Chambers does the throat slash to a cheer from the crowd before slowly doing the championship around his waist gesture to another loud cheer from the crowd. But Drake slides out of the ring and grabs a steel chair. He slides back in and points the chair at Terry.)
Eve: What is Drake… HE DRIVES THAT STEEL CHAIR DOWN INTO THE THROAT OF CODY MARSHALL! CODY NOW COUGHING BLOOD FROM HIS THROAT! DRAKE NOW LIFTING THE CHAIR AND DRIVING IT HARDER AND HARDER, OVER AND OVER AGAIN INTO CODY’S THROAT! HE COULD HAVE A CRUSHED LARYNX!
(Terry rushes to the ring to try and stop the assault.)
Deadprez: Terry is going on the rescue! He grabs the chair… BUT JAKE SMITH IN THE RING NOW! WHERE DID HE EVEN COME FROM?!? JAKE SMITH NOW WITH A LEAD PIPE BASHING INTO THE BACK OF TERRY’S SKULL! TERRY IS DOWN! AND DRAKE STANDING OVER HIM NOW WITH THE INTERWIRE CHAMPIONSHIP!
(Drake drops down and grabs Terry by the face. He turns Terry’s head to look at Cody coughing blood and unable to breathe.)
Drake King: YOU SEE THAT?!? THAT IS YOUR FUTURE! DO NOT MESS WITH ME! THAT IS ALL THAT WAITS FOR YOU TERRY! YOURE A FOOL! A FOOL!
(Security and medics rush the scene as Drake and Jake now make a quick exit through the crowd. Terry is barely moving and medics surround Terry, trying to intubate him.)
(Commercial for a championship parade, coming soon to a Toronto near you.)
(Camera opens to find Kassidy Heart backstage. She stands just outside of Hawk’s office wearing a designer cocktail dress. Talking while exiting as she’s just finished meeting with him.)
Kassidy Heart: I appreciate you finalizing this. We’ve both had issues with Ahren in the past. And it’s going to be settled. I promise you that.
(Kassidy walks away, her heels clicking on the arena concrete as she walks. She turns a corner and finds the letters “M.O.” spray painted on the wall.)
Kassidy Heart: Wha— AHREN! WHERE—
(Ahren Fournier blasts Kassidy from behind. He grabs her by the hair and runs her head first into the concrete wall. He grabs her by the back of the head and tries to bash her skull into the concrete.)
Ahren Fournier: YOU KIDNAP MY CAT! YOU BURN MY PROPERTY! ALL AFTER YOU COST ME EVERYTHING!
(Kassidy kicks one of her legs back, her pointed heel driving right into Ahrens crotch. Ahren stumbles back, gasping.)
Kassidy Heart: YOU USED ME! ABUSED ME! YOU PISSED ON MY GRANDMOTHERS GRAVE!
(Kassidy headbutts Ahren before punching him in the throat. Ahren is stunned and Kassidy goes to get him again, but Ahren grabs a the head of a stage light off a nearby rig and smashes it into Kassidy’s head.)
Ahren Fournier: Yeah! I bet she was kinky like that!
(Ahren grabs a dazed Kassidy by the hair and drags her to a nearby men’s bathroom. He drags her in but Kassidy begins to throw elbows into Ahren’s abdomen. But Ahren takes her head and smashes it into a bathroom mirror, leaving a crack in the mirror. Ahren the looks around and gets a grin on his face.)
Ahren Fournier: You, knocked around and in a men’s bathroom. Seems fitting.
(He kicks in the door of a stall and drags Kassidy inside. He then shoves her unconscious face into the toilet. He flushes it before walking away with Kassidy left there as the water rises back up.)
Ahren Fournier: Your grandma drank my piss. So you can eat shit, you worthless cunt.
(Commercial for Lovelace Plumbing.)
(Camera opens to find Kyra Phillips inside the ring. Several ladders have been set up around the ring and the Cash in the Vault briefcase hangs high above the ring. On either side of Kyra are four chairs, eight in total. Harlow Reichert, Raven Roberts, Damon Diesel, Vic Venom, Adam Graves, The Visual Prophet, Charlie Marr, and Lucas Johnson are all seared.)
Kyra Phillips: Hello everyone and welcome to our big Cash in the Vault preview! We are joined at this time by every participant in the match! I want to thank you all for your time!
(Everyone looks around, uneasy. The situation already feels tense.)
Kyra Phillips: Well, without further ado, I’d like to get everyone’s take on the big match! Vic Venom! You’re the newest around here! Let’s start with you! How do you feel going into next week?
Vic Venom: How do I feel? First, I’m going to tell you how you all should feel. You should feel lucky. This match had no one worth while before I qualified. I’ve gone from Fight Grid to consecutive main events in weeks. Who else has done that? All of a sudden, the man everyone called a nobody is being flown all over the country and world for that matter. Need an appearance here, take a match and boost the ratings there, it goes to show how lacking this fucking company is. And what’s even worse, all I see around me is the fact that despite the pure quality I bring to these shows, the ratings spike that I create, this company has made it clear that they want me to fail. They’ll try to run me into the ground with match after match after match because they don’t want to see me climb the ladder both literally and figuratively. But that’s why I am the Morningstar of EAW. Because it doesn’t matter what they want to see. I walk out the victor. I’ll walk out the victor tomorrow on Voltage. I’ll walk out the victor next week in Cash in the Vault. And I’ll show the entire company why they can try all they want, but failure is not something I partake in.
Kyra Phillips: Okay. Strong words. Intense. But that’s what we’re going for. Adam Graves. You joined us pretty recently as well. What’s your take on things?
Adam Graves: Imagine being the kind of self-important piece of shit that complains because he’s told to do his damn job. That’s everything I just heard from Vic. He’s a whiny little whelp who someone should’ve already beaten a few lesson into. Trust me, if a few days a week burns you out, you could never work for me. Why? Because you’d have to actually work hard. That’s why the only the thing happening to you over the next couple weeks is repetitive ass-kickings. I’m not the kind of guy who likes getting into mind games, I don’t buy into the mystical bullshit that too many in this little row try to spout. I’m here to kick some ass. I’m here to take what I want. And what I want is that briefcase. And there’s not a breathing soul in this line capable of stopping me.
Kyra Phillips: Aggressive! And someone else mown for aggression, Damon Diesel, what do you think heading into Cash in the Vault?
Damon Diesel: Graves talks a big game but he acts like he wasn’t near tears and about to tap out to me just last week! I’ve faced a lot of the people in this ring before. I know they their strengths and weaknesses are! I’m the one everyone wants to count out and that’s why I’m going to win! Im the dark horse of this match. Im the unexpected! I’m the one who can systematically pick you all apart! I’m the one who can take each and every one of you to your limits and break you because I’ve pushed you there before! None of you have my stamina. None of you have my capability. None of you have the tenacity to get the job done like I do! I’m here to take this whole thing. I’ll steal the entirety of Pain for Pride and make you all drop to your knees in front of me and show me the respect I deserve! That briefcase will be mine! Rest assured on that!
Kyra Phillips: Ok. Confident! And now someone who has experience in this match, Lucas Johnson! What do you think?
Lucas Johnson: When Hitch and I first—
Visual Prophet: I’m gonna stop you right there. No one cares about what little story you wanted to tell. They really don’t. You had enough time to cause everyone to turn off their TV’s last night when you droned on and on during Dynasty.
Lucas Johnson: Hey man, fuck you!
Visual Prophet: In your dreams, honey.
Lucas Johnson: I’m the top athlete! The sole representative from Dynasty! I’m the only one here from the red brand because of what happened to Bowie Gray! But ever since the Hitch joined my side I’ve unlocked my full potential! I’m going to be the shark in the vault! And none of you can change that fact!
Visual Prophet: And I am thy Sovereign! You do not interrupt me, little man. Though that is a gorgeous mustache I must say. Mm. Anyway. This match is already decided. I was the first announced for this match. Veena decided it was only fitting I be given this chance and that alone has decided exactly how this match will end. The Visual Prophet standing tall with his newest accessory, and before long, his brand new championship! And with all of you, looking up at me and praising me in my glory.
(Viz gives a sassy sigh before crossing his legs and leaning back.)
Kyra Phillips: All right then. Umm. Let’s move on. Raven Roberts. You have some experience in this match like Lucas does. Do you think your experience will give you and edge in the contest?
Raven Roberts: You’re talking about an eight person ladder match. Yeah, experience helps a lot. But at the end of the day it’s still pure chaos. Let’s not pretend any advantages go all that far. But yes. I do think it helps.
Kyra Phillips: I see. And Harlow Reichert! This is your first Pain for Pride as it is for many in this match! What do you think heading into this?
Harlow Reichert: Well I—
Charlie Marr: She thinks she should run away because she’s already lost to the real winner this week.
Harlow Reichert: Excuse me?
Charlie Marr: You heard me. I kicked your ass. You barely touched me! And we all know how much you wanted to touch me!
Harlow Reichert: Yeah, you’re deluded if that’s how you remember things
Charlie Marr: Just admit it, Harlow! Seeing my sexy self walk into that Empire locker room, you and Raven and the rest of those lucky ladies, all fell in love with me!
(Raven motions that she’s going to vomit while Harlow rolls her eyes. She walks over to Charlie and looks him dead in the eyes.)
Charlie Marr: What? Come on. Give me a kiss like a good girl.
(Harlow smacks the shit out of Charlie and knocks him from his chair and to the ground. Charlie pops back up and plants a right hand in Harlow’s face dropping down on top of her and choking her. Kyra slides out of the ring and escapes.)
Eve: CHAOS BREAKING LOOSE! CHARLIE NOW CHOKING THE LIFE OUT OF HARLOW BUT OTHERS NOW BRAWLING! VIC VENOM AND ADAM GRAVES GOING TO TOWN! THESE TWO HAVE A MATCH AGAINST EACH OTHER TOMORROW! AS WELL AS AGAINST VISUAL PROPHET WHO IS GRABBED BY THE HAIR BY LUCAS JOHNSON! LUCAS NOT APPRECIATING THE DISRESPECT SHOWN EARLIER BY THE PROPHET AND LUCAS NOW DROPPING SHOTS INTO VIZ’S HEAD BEFORE VIZ DROPS DOWN AND ROLLS OUT OF THE RING! AND DAMON DIESEL NOW TRYING TI CHOKE RAVEN ROBERTS FROM BEHIND! THIS IS INSANITY!
Deadprez: THAT IT IS! RAVEN ROBERTS NOW THROWS A BACK ELBOW AND KNOCKS DAMON OFF OF HER! SHE GRABS HIM BY THE HEAD AND THROWS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE! THE LEGACY! VIC VENOM JUST CONNECTED TO THE JAW OF ADAM GRAVES WITH THAT SPINNING KICK! AND NOW HARLOW MANAGES TO BRING HER KNEES UP AND SHOVE CHARLIE OFF OF HER! BUT CHARLIE CONNECTS WITH VIC NOW AND THESE TWO ARE BRAWLING! AND LUCAS JOHNSON NOW TRYING TO GRAB AHOLD OF HARLOW REICHERT! BUT HARLOW DRAGS HIM DOWN AND— OMG PLZ TAP! THE BRIDGING FUJIWARA ARMBAR ON JOHNSON!
Eve: BANG-BANG! DIESEL RUSHED OVER AND HIT THE V-TRIGGER KNEE TO ADAM GRAVES WHO HAD ROLLED TO THE OUTSIDE! DIESEL TURNS AROUND! BUT VIZ HAS HIM! KISS TO THE HEAD CONNECTS! AND JOHNSON NOW SLIDING HIS LEGS OVER AND OUT OF THE RING TO ESCAPE THE HOLD FROM HARLOW BUT HAS THE DAMAGE BEEN DONE TO THAT SHOULDER? THE QUEEN IS DEAD! DOUBLE UNDERHOOK DDT FROM MARR TO VIC VENOM!
Deadprez: VIZ TURNS THE CORNER AND DELIVERS A KICK TO THE GUT OF LUCAS JOHNSON! GOES FOR ANOTHER KISS TO THE HEAD! BUT JOHNSON JUMPS UP AND WRAPS HIS LEGS AROUND VIZ! JOHNSON APPLIES THE MACHINE BREAK! THE KIMURA LOCK ON THE VISUAL PROPHET! RAVENS WINGS! RAVEN ROBERTS WITH THE SPIRAL TAP FROM THE TOP TO THE FLOOR OUTSIDE LANDING ON BOTH MEN! SHE STANDS AND TURNS! BUT THERES ADAM GRAVES! GRAVES WITH A KNEE TO THE ABDOMEN OF RAVEN AND PICKS HER UP INTO POWERBOMB POSITION! GRAVES RUNS FORWARD! BOMBS AWAY! POWERBOMBING RAVEN RIGHT THROUGH A COMMENTARY TABLE!
Eve: BUT LOOK NOW! GRAVES HAS TAKEN TWO DIFFERENT BIG SHOTS TO THE HEAD AND STILL GOING! HES GRABBING A LADDER FROM THE OUTSIDE AND SLIDES IT IN! HES LOOKING TO MAKE A STATEMENT! GRAVES NOW IN THE RING AND SETTING UP HIS LADDER! HES GOING TO CLIMB UP! HES HALFWAY THERE! BUT CHARLIE MARR NOW! CHARLIE SLIDES IN AND GRABS THE LADDER! HE SHOVES IT OVER! CHARLIE TIPS THE LADDER OVER AND GRAVES FLIES AND CRASHES TO THE OUTSIDE! CHARLIE MARR NOW CLIMBING THE LADDER! HES REACHING UP! HES ALMOST THERE! CHARLIE MARR HAS HIS FINGERTIPS ON THE BRIEFCASE!!
Deadprez: BUT HARLOW REICHERT CLIMBS RIGHT UP THE LADDER BEHIND HIM AND DELIVERS A MASSIVE UPPERCUT OF A LOW BLOW! BUSTING HIM RIGHT IN THE LITTLE CHARLIES! HARLOW NOW PULLING CHARLIE BACK AND MARR DROPS FROM THE LADDER AND CRASHES TO THE MAT! HARLOW REICHERT CLIMBS UP AND UNHOOKS THE BRIEFCASE! HARLOW SITS ATOP THE LADDER! CAN THIS BE A PREVIEW? IS HARLOW REICHERT LEAVING HER FIRST PAIN FOR PRIDE WITH THE CASH IN THE VAULT BRIEFCASE? WE’LL HAVE TO WAIT AND FIND OUT!
(Shot fades on all the carnage around the ring as Harlow sits on the ladder with the briefcase.)
(Commercial promoting the value of a peaceful lifestyle.)
(The camera opens to Gina Romano in the middle of the ring)
Gina Romano: Ladies and gentlemen this is THE MAIN EVENT! And it is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(“Ambitionz az a Ridah” by Tupac plays as TLA comes out to a standing ovation, he looks as cocky as ever as he walks to the ring)
Gina Romano: Introducing first, residing in the POON PALACE, weighing in at 210 POUNDS…LA PANTERA SEXUAL, T…L…A!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deadprez: Over the past few weeks TLA has been locked in an intense back and forth with Cage, and this is all leading to a match at PFP.
Eve: Yes but the only thing he needs to worry about now is his opponent tonight, Shane Gates, will TLA pull out the win, or let Cage get into his head?
(TLA enters the ring and jumps up to the top rope to excite the crowd. As TLA gets to his corner “Ambitionz az a Ridah” is replaced by “Behemoth” by Wolfs ov Siberia and with that the cheers are replaced by boos as Shane Gates comes out, he ignored the crowd and grabs his hair staring into the ring as he slowly starts to walk to it)
Gina Romano: And his opponent, from Huntington Beach California, weighing in at 210 POUNDS… THE NATURAL BORN KILLER, SHANE…GATES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deadprez: Speaking of long and “intense” back and forths Shane Gates has been locked in battle with Eric Havoc. Both of them must be happy to get a break from both of their opponents.
Eve: Yeah yeah enough of that. Shane has had a newfound personality over the last week shown in that extreme rules match with Eric, he’s unstable uncontrollable and I’m sure unstoppable, he won’t let TLA get past him no doubt about it.
(Shane enters the ring getting awkwardly close to TLA for a few seconds before the ref as to push him back. “Behemoth” fades off as both men stare each other down in the ring)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Deadprez: Here we go as both men slowly lock up, TLA grabbing the arm and forcing him to a knee. Shane fighting back trying to get up, but TLA goes being and puts his arm behind his back! Shane running forward here, BUT TLA ROLLING HIM UP- Shane boots him off quickly. Both men lock up quickly again, Shane bringing him down into a headlock, But TLA slipping out of the ring, Shane taunting him from the inside of the ring as TLA is slowly starting to circle around the ring, TLA rolling into the ring, BUT SHANE WITH A PUNT KICK! Shane Gates our of nowhere landing punch after punch down on TLA as TLA can’t do anything about it. TLA trying to pull himself out of the ring again but Shane is pulling him back to the center with his legs, ELBOW DROP TO THE LEG OF TLA! Shane standing up and looking around as the crowd boo him to death, TLA GRABBING SHANE INTO A SCHOOLBOY, SUPERKICK! TLA quickly pulling him up with one arm, JUMPING DDT- NO SHANE KEEPING TLA IN THE AIR THE STRENGTH OF SHANE, OH MY GOD HE THROWS TLA OUT OF THE RING! Shane leaving the ring as TLA brings himself up using the barricade, SHANE LEAPING OFF THE APRON, SENTON- NO TLA PUSHING SHANE OUT OF THE WAY SLAMMING HIM ONTO THE BARRICADE! TLA throwing Shane into the ring, TLA going for the pin…
Ref: ONE!
Eve: KICKOUT! Shane already slowly getting up as TLA is up to his feet, TLA trying to keep him down with stomps but Shane Gates is still getting up, OH SHANE IS GRABBING THE LEG OF TLA, OH HE DRIVES HIS ELBOW INTO THE LEG OF TLA! TLA falling quickly down and clutching his knee as Shane is back to taunting the crowd again. Shane dragging TLA I think to the corner by 1 leg, oh no Shane leaving the ring- TLA KICKING THE FACE OF GATES WITH HIS FREE LEG IN THE FACE! Shane moving back as TLA hops onto the top rope, MOONSAULT TO A STANDING SHANE GATES! TLA bringing him up, OH SHANE WITH A KNEE, Shane throwing him into the ring- NO HE THROWS HIM INTO THE RINGPOST! Shane leaving TLA there as he rolls back into the ring. TLA clutching his head as he’s trying to circle around the ring to find a way in. BUT SHANE, BASEBALL SLIDE- NO TLA PULLING HIM OUT OF THE RING, TLA JUMPING ONTO THE APRON, ANOTHER MOONSAULT ONTO SHANE! Both men went at it in this match so far, TLA bringing Shane onto the apron I think he’s looking for something big- SHANE GRABBING TLA BEFORE HE CAN DO ANYTHING, NO DDT ONTO THE APRON, TLA lying limp on the apron as Shane lands on the outside. Shane pushing TLA into the ring. Shane looking to do something big as he’s now yelling at TLA, Shane forcingly grabbing him by the head…OH SHANE JUST SPIT ON TLA! TLA struggling to wipe it off his face but Shane Gates has him, SPINEBUSTER…SUPERKICK! Shane connects with Killshot on TLA, oh man now he’s smudging his boot all over the face of TLA the absolute disrespect coming from Shane Gates at the moment. The ref finally forcing Shane to let go, OH BUT SHANE WITH A BIG STOMP TO THE FACE OF TLA! Shane bringing him up, BUT TLA PUSHING HIM TO THE ROPES, Shane pushing TLA, BUT TLA RESPONDS WITH A CLOTHESLINE SENDING SHANE OVER THE TOP ROPE! Shane getting up but TLA already has him, SUPLEX BRINGING SHANE BACK INTO THE RING! TLA still has the strength to fight on as he’s attacking Shane with a vicious repertoire of punches on the ground. TLA quickly bringing him up, SUPLEX! Shane is grounded as TLA is going up to the top rope, SHOOTING STAR PRESS- NO SHANE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY OF THE ATTEMPTED 420! SHANE QUICKLY GETTING UP, DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO THE BACK OF TLA! Shane got away at the right time as TLA is now in agony on the ground. Shane looking to do it again, ANOTHER- NO TLA ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY, SHANE LANDS ON HIS FEET BUT HE’S DAZED, DROPKICK PUSHING SHANE INTO THE ROPES! TLA running to Shane, ANOTHER DROPKICK BOUNCING SHANE OFF THE ROPES! Shane stumbling out but he’s still standing, TLA walking up to Shane- PELE KICK! Shane connects with a quick pele kick out of nowhere! TLA falling to the ground as Shane struggles to bring him back up, TLA WITH A VERY MEXICAN UPPERCUT! Shane falling into a corner as TLA runs towards him, CLOTHESLINE- NO SHANE COLLAPSES TO THE GROUND AND MOVES OUT OF THE WAY, SUPERKICK TO THE BACK OF TLA’S HEAD! TLA turning around, BUT IS MET BY A FOOT STOMP FACEBREAKER! TLA falls back into the corner as Shane moves back, OH SHANE RAMS A KNEE RIGHT INTO THE FACE OF TLA! Shane bringing TLA up by the arm, but TLA is slapping away trying to get some distance from Gates, Shane is dazed, CLOTHESLINE- SHANE MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER BUT TLA, PELE KICK BRINGING SHANE DOWN TO THE GROUND! TLA trying to drag Shane by the legs as Shane is kicking away but TLA isn’t giving up, TLA SLINGSHOTS SHANE INTO THE CORNER! Shane lands face first on the top turnbuckle as TLA comes over, SHANE WITH A BACK ELBOW FORCING TLA BACK! Shane grabbing TLA, HE’S PUSHED HIM INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER, Shane now grabbing TLA, OH HE’S THRUSTING HIS SHOULDER INTO THE GUT OF TLA! TLA falling down quickly but Shane is bringing him back up, OH TLA WITH A KICK TO THE GUT OF SHANE BRINGING HIM BACK, TLA heading up to the top rope, NO SHANE JOINS HIM UP THERE, BOTH MEN ARE FIGHTING FOR THEIR LIVES! OH NO SHANE’S GOT HIM IN A SUPERPLEX POSITION, BUT TLA IS PUNCHING AWAY! Oh finally Shane drops down, BUT TLA HASN’T, METEORA BY TLA! Both men have went at it neither one of them want to lose this match. TLA with a Irish whip to the corner again, BUT SHANE RUNNING OUT OF THE CORNER IN A HEARTBEAT, DROPKICK! Shane takes down TLA as he’s bringing him back up forcingly as TLA has no more life left in his body. SPINEBUSTER, SUPERKICK- NO SHANE MISSES THE KILLSHOT AS TLA TAKES THE OPPORTUNITY AS HE’S RIGHT BEHIND SHANE GATES, PIMP SLAP! Shane being literally knocked out as TLA runs up to the top rope, what is he planning to do, BURNOUT! TLA HITS THE CORKSCREW 360 SENTON! TLA GOING FOR THE PIN THIS HAS TO BE OVER!
Ref: ONE! TWO! THREE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Ambitionz az a Ridah” plays up again as TLA brings himself up to his feet using the ropes, the ref raises his hand as he taunts the crowd)
Gina Romano: Ladies and gentlemen YOUR WINNER, T…L..A!
Deadprez: TLA HAS DONE IT! He’s beat Shane Gates-
Eve: BUT DIAMOND CAGE NOW IN THE RING! HE MUST HAVE JUST RUN IN THROUGH THE CROWD! TLA HASNT SEEN HIM YET! TLA TURNS! DEATH ROW! ELEVATED DOIBLE ARM DDT DRIVER PLANTS TLA FACE FIRST INTO THE MAT! CAGE NOW KNEELING OVER TLA’S PRONE BODY!
Diamond Cage (off-mic): THIS SHIT IS A GAME TO YOU? HUH? IM GOING TO FUCK YOU UP SO BAD YOU WONT EVEN RECOGNIZE YOUR OWN FACE! DO YOU HEAR ME!
(Cage grabs TLA by the throat and pulls him in, spittle flying off his lips as he talks.)
Diamond Cage (off-mic): JUST REMEMBER! YOU ASKED FOR THIS! YOU DEMANDED IT! IM GOING TO END YOU! IM GOING TO TAKE EVERYTHING OUT ON YOU!
(Cage bashes TLA’s Head back into the mat before rolling out of the ring, wiping his face and walking away.)
Deadprez: Cage sending a message right there. He wants TLA to know he isn’t on the Hall of Famer’s level, and Cage didn’t appreciate being embarrassed last week like he was.
Eve: Cage is not a man to be trifled with. Everything he says, he will back up. TLA better be ready next week.
(Commercial for Nacho Dorito Crusted Pizza. Apparently it was a thing once. Who knew?)
(Camera opens to find Chris Elite and Malcolm Jones standing apart from each other at separate podiums for a press conference. Hurricane Hawk sits in between them to create space and act as mediator. Jones has the EAW Championship over his shoulder.)
Hurricane Hawk: Ladies and gentlemen of the press, welcome to the final statements between Champion and challenger for the EAW Championship before Pain for Pride. We will be accepting a limited amount of questions.
Press: Yes! Malcolm, how does it feel coming into the same match as last year but with the roles reversed?
Malcolm Jones: So legit all you asking me is how does it feel to be champion? It feels good. It feels vindicating. It feels like all the bullshit I went through was made worth it the moment I got this title in my possession. All the haters in both your little media junkets and all the fools out there buying tickets just because they wanna see me lose, I proved every last one of y’all wrong about me. The fact that I’m standing across from this fool again? That don’t mean a damn thing except the universe wants to correct the mistake that happened last year.
Chris Elite: You mean when I made you my bitch?
Malcolm Jones: Don’t make me come over there and give your toddler looking ass a whipping in front of God and everybody.
Hurricane Hawk: Why…. don’t we move to the next question? You sir.
Press: Yes. Mr. Elite. There were many once upon a time who said you would never reach a Pain for Pride main event but here you stand having done so twice in a row. How does that make you feel?
Chris Elite: We all have haters. People laughed when I said I would be the man to defeat Mr. DEDEDE. But I did it. People joked when I said I’d end Jamie O’Hara’s reign. But I did it. People laughed when I said I’d main event Pain for Pride. But I did it. And people laughed when I said I’d get back to the top again. But here I am about to do it. All those folks who ain’t even here anymore because they ran off to the other place, they don’t mean a damn thing. They wanted to deny my greatness because it meant they could keep others held underneath them. But it didn’t work. Because they’re there, and I’m here. Gawd Given Greatness stands tall above all.
Press: And regarding the match, three stages of hell. That’s a rather over the top stipulation isn’t it? Why something so major?
Malcolm Jones: Voltage got a match with no ropes but you calling this over the top? Iight. But yeah. It’s more wild than you might have expected. But we already did this dance once before. So we need something definitive. We need something where there’s a clear and unquestionable winner. So when little Bhrissy over there suggested this, I didn’t hesitate. The chance to prove who the better man is in more ways than one. The chance to prove who the true champion of the Blicky Boyz is once and for all.
Press: And the four corners chain match as the second stipulation. That’s an odd one. I can’t recall seeing something like that in a Pain for Pride main event unless I’m forgetting something.
Malcolm Jones: Its like I just said. Proving who the better man is in more ways than just one standard ass match. I could just pin his ass twice. I pinned him back at Grand Rampage to win the title. So doing just that would be almost too easy for me. And forcing his hyperactive little self to calm the fuck down and be bound to me for a full fall while I drag his ass around the ring, giving him the beating he deserves, well that’s an opportunity I just can’t pass up.
Chris Elite: I think what my opponent is trying to say is that he can’t wait until he’s locked in those handcuffs and can’t escape me. I don’t need any flippy bullshit to beat you, Malcolm. Beating you at Pain for Pride is what I do.
Malcolm Jones: This ain’t last year, bozo. You gon’ live your whole life puffing yourself up over one win. And when I embarrass you and beat you two falls to zero, it’s just gonna show the truth. That Gawd Given Greatness is nothin more than a Gawd Awful Bitch.
Chris Elite: Bool out. Unless you wanna make this shit real ugly. We ain’t gotta wait until fall three next week to make this thing a street fight.
(Big Mikes steps out from behind a curtain and stands behind Chris. Two Joneset members walk out and stand behind Malcolm.)
Malcolm Jones: Be careful watch you wish for, Bhrissy.
(Chris Elite steps from his podium and makes a beeline for Malcolm but MJ steps from his podium and meets him right in the middle. Both men are mouthing at each other off mic and MJ hold the EAW Championship high over Chris’s Head. Chris Elite then swings and connects with a shot to Malcolm’s face and Malcolm swings the belt and connects it with the side of Chris’s head. Both men start trading and the Joneset members rush in behind Malcolm and start trading against Big Mike who joins the fray as well. Security rushes in and begins to pull apart the brawl. Jones and Elite both kicking and flailing to throw strikes at one another but are being pulled apart. Two security guards are pulling Big Mike back as the Joneset are being pulled back by guards as well. Everyone is separated as Jones holds his title up in the air.)
Malcolm Jones (off-mic): DONT FORGET! NEXT WEEK YOUR BIG BITCH AINT GONNA BE THERE TO SAVE YOU! ITS JUST YOU AND ME! NO ONE ELSE! YOU ALL ALONE!
Chris Elite (off-mic): AINT GONNA BE ANY JONESET EITHER! YOU AINT SAFE, MALCOLM! THAT TITLE IS GONNA BE MINE! YOU CANT STOP ME!
(Both men struggle against the guards as they try to break free. Elite manages to slip his arms out and rushes for Jones, but Hurricane Hawk steps in and shoves him back. But just then Malcolm Jones breaks free as well and he leap frogs over Hawk and goes for Elite. Hawk grabs Jones from behind and pulls him away as a security guard wraps up Elite once more as the scene fades.)
(EAW Network Logo Buzzes.)
