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Voltage 1/6/2019

Previously Unaired Segment – December 7th, 2018

(The scene opens up to the backstage area of the AllState Arena in Chicago, Illinois. Preparations are currently underway for the wedding of Mr. DEDEDE and Carmen Ava, but the show itself doesn’t start for another few hours. The groom himself, Mr. DEDEDE, is sitting in his makeshift office going through some papers.)

Knock! Knock! Knock!

(Mr. DEDEDE looks up from his papers, slightly annoyed at having his work interrupted because only true GOATS work on their wedding day. He’s about to tell whomever is on the other end to come in, despite the inconvenience, but the door swings open before he can speak.)

???: Ugh. You seriously can not be about to marry some disgusting, fat slore of an old lady who’s vagina is probably as wide as the Grand Canyon. Like seriously so gross.

(Mr. DEDEDE rolls his eyes but smiles in spite of himself.)

Mr. DEDEDE: It’s good to see you too, Veena.

(The beautiful Veena Adams places her hands on her hips and shakes her blonde head. All off a sudden, she stops and reaches up to touch the bedazzled neck brace she wears.)

Veena Adams (sighing dramatically): Every time I shake my head because of the absurdity of this wedding I feel my personal recovery from this injury getting pushed back by years. You know it’s been almost two years since this tragedy happened to me and there’s only so many more islands I can visit and work on my tan. I’m so bored Uncle Ryan.

Mr. DEDEDE: Your credit card bills don’t exactly strike me as someone who’s overly bored with her comfortable, and rather spoiled lifestyle.

Veena Adams: You see my credit card bills??

Mr. DEDEDE: They don’t pay themselves now do they?

(Veena flashes her favorite relative a thoughtful look. She never really stopped to think about how her bills got paid to be honest.)

Veena Adams: Okay, fair enough. But seriously after being felt up by a bunch of natives during a hike through the Amazon rainforest and indulging in a week long bender that somehow ended up with me in Columbia in bed with several members of the cartel, I think it’s time I return to Elite Answers Wrestling in some capacity.

(Mr. DEDEDE blinks. For a few precious seconds he’s unsure of how to reply.)

Veena Adams: I know I will never be medically cleared to compete ever thanks to Xavier Williams being a piece of shit and you, to be honest. But there has to be something I can do around here. This company is so boring. The wrestlers are boring. Like surely there’s got to be a way to shake things up. Uncle Ryan, pleeeeeeeeeeaaaasssseeee give me something to do here.

Mr. DEDEDE: The product itself is not boring, but I will admit that there’s always room for improvement.

(Mr. DEDEDE looks into Veena’s hopeful blue eyes and thinks for a moment.)

Mr. DEDEDE: You really want to come back to this place?

Veena Adams: Of course. This sport is in my blood and you know that I have a brilliant mind.

(Despite the fact Mr. DEDEDE did not believe for a second that his 21-year old niece had a brilliant mind at all, he finally nods.)

Mr. DEDEDE: Alright. Give me a couple of weeks to sort something out for you.

(Veena beams and claps her hands.)

Veena Adams: Ohmygawd yay! Thank you so much! You always were my favorite!

(Veena throws her arms around Mr. DEDEDE and they hug in a non creepy way as the scene fades to black.)

(The video feed transitions into the present day, more specifically, the parking lot of Osaka-jō Hall in Osaka, Japan. A black stretch limousine is seen pulling up to the back entrance of the building. Once it comes to a halt, a door is heard opening and a chauffeur is seen getting out. The chauffeur walks around to the passenger’s side, opens the door, and takes a step back. A pair of silver, metallic leather spiked and studded Christian Louboutin bootie clad feet hit the pavement and the camera pans up to reveal the niece of EAW’s chairman, Veena Adams! She’s dressed in designer clothes, her bedazzled neck brace, and of course, a rather smug smirk is across her face.)

Veena Adams: Welcome back to EAW, me.

(Veena starts heading towards the entrance as the show fades into EAW’s official intro.)

(EAW Intro plays.)

(The show begins with the sounds of “Rise” by League of Legends featuring the Word Alive. The video feed immediately brings us to a pre-packaged video of highlights from Road to Redemption – primarily featuring Voltage stars.)

“Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war we’ve only begun.”

(Side by side frames of Xander Payne and Jackson Blayde making their entrances, a graphic of the National Elite championship in the middle.)

“Pick up your weapon and face it
There’s blood on the crown; go and take it
You get one shot to make it out alive.”

(Blayde throws a punch but it’s quickly blocked by Payne. Payne now stuns Blayde with a right hand of his own. XANDER NOW GRABS THE HEAD OF JACKSON BLAYDE AND SMASHES IT INTO THE LADDER!)

FADE TO: (Jackson Blayde now climbs the ladder until he is at one of the higher rungs! HE JUMPS ONTO XANDER PAYNE FOR A CROSS BODY… BUT PAYNE CATCHES HIM! PAYNE WITH A GREAT DISPLAY OF STRENGTH! HE NOW WALKS FORWARD AS JACKSON BLAYDE IS IN A PANIC! PAYNE GLANCES BACK TOWARDS THE LADDER THAT BLAYDE PROPPED AGAINST THE RING… AND DELIVERS A BACKWARDS THROW AS HE LAUNCHES JACKSON BLAYDE BACK FIRST INTO THAT LADDER!)

FADE TO: (JACKSON BLAYDE NOW GRABS THE LADDER HE BROUGHT IN AND THROWS THE TOP OF IT DIRECTLY AT XANDER PAYNE! THE LADDER CRASHES INTO PAYNE! BLAYDE NOW PUSHES HIS LADDER DOWN AS PAYNE CRASHES TO THE FLOOR OF THE RING! HE WAS ALMOST THERE! Jackson Blayde now climbs to the top rope as Xander Payne is down and out! DIVING ELBOW DROP! HE FLIES AND HITS IT DIRECTLY INTO THE HEART OF XANDER PAYNE!)

FADE TO: (HE NOW PULLS OUT A CHAIR FROM UNDER THE RING! HE ENTERS THE RING WITH IT AS PAYNE BEGINS TO CLIMB THE LADDER AND SMACKS IT DIRECTLY INTO HIS BACK! PAYNE FALLS DOWN A FEW RUNGS BACK DOWN TO THE RING! JACKSON BLAYDE NOW LAYS THAT CHAIR INTO HIM ONCE MORE! He now drops it and grabs Payne! GERMAN SUPLEX! HE DELIVERS A GERMAN SUPLEX TO XANDER PAYNE!)

FADE TO: (XANDER PAYNE IS UP AND HE GRABS THAT CHAIR BLAYDE USED ON HIM MOMENTS AGO! NOW HE IS THE ONE TO USE IT! HE SMACKS IT INTO BLAYDE’S BACK REPEATEDLY AS BLAYDE TRIES TO UNHOOK THE BELT BUT HE CAN’T! XANDER NOW PULLS HIM DOWN A FEW RUNGS…. AND HE GRABS HIM ONTO HIS SHOULDERS IN A POWER BOMB POSITION! OH GOD! XANDER PAYNE APPROACHES THE CORNER WITH THE LADDER BETWEEN THE TURNBUCKLES! POWER BOMB! HE POWER BOMBS JACKSON BLAYDE ONTO THAT LADDER AND IT BREAKS AS HE CRASHES INTO IT!)

“Higher and higher you chase it
It’s deep in your bones; go and take it”

(XANDER PAYNE NOW CLIMBS TO THE TOP ROPE… NOW WHAT IS HE THINKING! HE GETS TO THE TOP ROPE… AND HE LEAPS! DIVING MOONSAULT ONTO JACKSON BLAYDE! PAYNE CRASHES ONTO THE TOP LADDER THAT’S LAYING ON JACKSON BLAYDE.)

FADE TO: (XANDER PAYNE LOOKS UP TOWARDS THE TITLE BELT AS HE POSITIONS THE LADDER AND GETS READY TO CLIMB! HE CLIMBS THE FIRST FEW RUNGS AS JACKSON BLAYDE BEGINS TO STIR! CAN HE MAKE IT IN TIME?! PAYNE IS NEARING THE TOP!)

FADE TO: (DRAKE KING IS HERE AND HE SLIDES INTO THE RING! HE HAS A CHAIR IN HAND TOO! PAYNE HAS NO IDEA AND KING SWINGS THE CHAIR RIGHT INTO PAYNE’S BACK! XANDER PAYNE BEGINS TO LOSE HIS GRIP ON THE LADDER! KING SWINGS ON HIM AGAIN! DRAKE KING LOST TO XANDER PAYNE SEVERAL WEEKS AGO AND HE WAS ELIMINATED FROM HIS ELIMINATION CHAMBER MATCH ALSO! IS HE TAKING HIS ANGER OUT ON XANDER PAYNE?! HE PULLS HIM DOWN OFF THE LADDER… THE GUILLOTINE! DRAKE KING CONNECTS WITH THE SHINING WIZARD ON XANDER PAYNE!)

FADE TO: (Jackson Blayde is up to his feet and confused about what just happened! He sees Xander Payne is down and goes towards him! HE PULLS XANDER PAYNE UP INTO POSITION… BLAYDE RUNNER! KINSHASA RUNNING KNEE STRIKE CONNECTS!)

FADE TO: (JACKSON BLAYDE NOW STUMBLES TOWARDS THE LADDER! HE BEGINS TO CLIMB UNCONTESTED! HE NEARS THE TOP AND REACHES FOR THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPIONSHIP BELT! HE FIDDLES WITH IT… XANDER PAYNE IS COMPLETELY MOTIONLESS..)

“This is your moment, now is your time.”

(HE UNHOOKS IT! JACKSON BLAYDE IS THE NEW NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION! Jackson Blayde looks at the National Elite Championship and then holds it up in celebration as the stands on top of the ladder.)

“Prove yourself and
Rise, rise
Make ’em remember you;
Rise.”

(A quick montage of entrances followed. Malcolm Jones, then Astraea Jordan, then Jack Ripley – capped off by Noah Reigner. The four would battle for a bye to the King of Elite finals. One by one each take their spot in their respective corners – staring at one another.)

“Push through hell and
Rise, rise
They will remember you;
Rise.”

(This match is underway, and now Astraea and Malcolm start brawling, as well as Noah and Jack! Noah and Jack trading blows.)

FADE TO: (Malcolm is able to eventually get to his feet though, and he pushes Jack towards the ropes. Ripley rebounds off of it though and is able to hit a hurricanrana on Jones! But now Noah comes onto the apron, and hits a shoulder block, sending Ripley back, before hitting a slingshot spear!)

FADE TO: (Ripley turns around and is met with a big boot by Astraea! Jones now is attempting to get to his feet but is Clotheslined out of the ring by Jordan, and now it’s once again a one on one, with her and Ripley! Not for long though, as Noah catches her with a step up Enzuigiri! Noah, throwing Astraea into the barricade, trying to take her out! He turns to Malcolm now and is met with a forearm! Noah though, gives a forearm of his own! The two now are trading forearms, but Jack Ripley runs in with a SUICIDE DIVE!!! TAKING OUT JONES AND NOAH!!!)

“Welcome to the climb up, reach for the summit
Visions pray that one false step lead the end.”

(And now it’s Malcolm climbing up, but he’s hit with a forearm by Noah, and now Noah climbs up, looking for a Superplex! But now, Jack Ripley! Jack grabs Noah! POWERBOMB AND SUPERPLEX!!!! EVERY MAN IS DOWN!!!!!)

FADE TO: (Noah Reigner and Astraea Jordan get to their feet now, but before Astraea could get to her feet, NOAH HITS HER WITH A SUICIDE DIVE OF HIS OWN!!! NOAH NOW RUNS IN THE RING, AND TOSSES THE TWO MEN IN THE RING INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!! Noah picking up the pieces left for him, as he hits THE HOUSE EDGE ON MALCOLM JONES!!!!)

FADE TO: (ASTRAEA JORDAN WITH THE HAIR WHIP!!! Astraea picks Noah up now looking for a powerbomb but he fights out of it! Now it’s Noah and Astraea brawling as Astraea hits a chop on Noah, and Noah follows it up with a forearm! The two now are just trading chops and forearms, before Ripley gets to his feet and joins in! Ripley hitting chops on Astraea and Noah, back and forth! Meanwhile, Jones is crawling to his feet, using the ropes and turnbuckles! Meanwhile, Astraea hits a huge boot on Noah, before hitting Jack right in the face with her braid! THE C-NOTE!!! WHAT A SPEAR BY JONES, BREAKING RIPLEY IN HALF!!!!)

FADE TO: (KILLSHOT BY NOAH ON ASTRAEA!!!! JACK WAS HOLDING HER IN POSITION, AND NOAH HIT THE SICK KICK!!!! Now what are they thinking? YOU’LL FLOAT TOO!!!! THE SUPERKICK ON JONES!!!!)

FADE TO: (BOTH MEN GET TO THEIR FEET, YOU’LL FLOAT TOO TO NOAH!!! RIPLEY CAN’T BELIEVE IT, THIS IS HIS CHANCE!!! RIPLEY THROWS ASTRAEA OUTSIDE THE RING. Jack hits a Roundhouse kick, before going to the top rope! This is it! BELIEVE IT OR NOT!!! THE SHOOTING STAR PRESS CONNECTS, BUT WAIT!!! THAT’S RYAN WILSON!!!)

“Higher and higher you chase it
It’s deep in your blood; go and take it
This is your moment, take to the skies, go..”

(RYAN RUNS RIGHT INTO THE RING, AND DUCKS A CLOTHESLINE FROM RIPLEY!! SUPERKICK BY WILSON!!!! HE’S NOT DONE YET!!! HE’S URGING FOR RIPLEY TO GET UP!!! A SECOND SUPERKICK!!!!!)

FADE TO: (Jones took out Astraea and Noah, throwing them into the barricade and the ringpost! Jones now is climbing to the top rope! THIS IS IT!!! THIS IS HOW IT ENDS!!!! THE FIVE STAR SWAG SPLASH CONNECTS ON RIPLEY!!! THE INTERWIRE CHAMPION CONNECTS WITH THE FROG SPLASH, AND NOW THERE’S THE COVER!)

FADE TO: (Malcolm Jones is handed the Interwire championship, and his arm is raised in victory.)

“Prove yourself and
Rise, rise
Make ’em remember you;
Rise.”

(The World Heavyweight Championship flashes across the screen, immediately followed by six vertical bars, each of them featuring a different competitor in the Extreme Elimination chamber match for the World championship. Charlie Marr, Daryl Kinkade, Impact, POP, Lethal Consequences and Rex McAllister)

“Push through hell and
Rise, rise
They will remember you;
Rise.”

(Impact slams his elbow into Rex’s face, reverses their position, and tries for a German suplex of his own. This time it’s Rex with the elbow! Impact lets go! Rex whirls around..SPINNING HEEL KICK! IMPACT DUCKS! IMPACT TRIES FOR A JUMPING KNEE STRIKE! REX DROPS DOWN! REX GRABS IMPACT’S LEG AND BRINGS HIM DOWN TO THE MAT! IMPACT ROLLS THROUGH AN ANKLE LOCK ATTEMPT, KICKS REX BACK, KIPS BACK UP TO HIS FEET, AND RUSHES THE ROPES! REX IS ALSO BACK UP! HE LEAP FROGS OVER IMPACT! IMPACT COMES BACK… BUT REX DROPS DOWN! IMPACT STOPS HIS OWN MOMENTUM BEFORE HE HITS THE ROPES, TURNS AROUND, AND REX SPRINGS UP WITH A BEAUTIFUL DROP KICK!)

FADE TO: (IMPACT FLIES FORWARD! JUMPING KNEE TO THE FACE! IMPACT GRABS REX… RUNS HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING… PLANTS HIM WITH A BULLDOG! IMPACT RUNS TO THE ROPES! HE SPRINGS OFF THE MIDDLE ONE! FLIGHT SIGHTS!)

FADE TO: (POP IS RELEASED AND HE’S GOT A BARBED WIRE BASEBALL BAT! REX WHIRLS AROUND!!! SPINNING HEEL KICK!!! THAT WEAPON GOES FLYING OUT OF POP’S HANDS!!! REX GOES FOR ANOTHER SPINNING HEEL KICK BUT POP CATCHES HIM! HE SPINS REX AROUND! DROPS HIM DOWN WITH A CLOTHESLINE AND HE MOUNTS THE CHAMPION! POP WITH THOSE HARD RIGHTS AND LEFTS AND REX COVERS UP! IT DOESN’T MATTER THOUGH BECAUSE POP IS THE FRESH MAN AND HAS THAT ADRENALINE PUMPING THROUGH HIS VEINS!)

FADE TO: (POP QUICKLY GETS BACK TO HIS FEET AND SEES REX RUNNING TOWARDS HIM! REX LOOKING FOR THE CLOTHESLINE! POP DROPS DOWN! REX STOPS HIMSELF RIGHT BEFORE HE HITS THE ROPES! REX TURNS AROUND! PELE KICK FROM POP! REX GOES DOWN! POP GRABS REX AND SPIKES HIM INTO THE MAT WITH A DDT! POP IS ON FIRE RIGHT NOW AND HE GOES TO THE TOP ROPE! BUT IMPACT IS BACK UP AND HE THROWS HIMSELF INTO THE ROPES! POP’S FOOT SLIPS BUT HE MANAGES TO CATCH HIMSELF BEFORE HE CAN FALL! IMPACT SCRAMBLES UP THE ROPES AS WELL AND HE GRABS POP, LOOKING FOR A SUPERPLEX! POP FIGHTS BACK WITH A SERIES OF RAPID ELBOWS AND FOREARMS! HE PUSHES IMPACT OFF OF HIM AND IMPACT FALLS BACK TO THE MAT! POP STRAIGHTENS UP AND TAKES TO THE SKIES!!!!)

FADE TO: (REX RUSHES TOWARDS IMPACT AND LOOKS TO SPEAR HIM INTO THAT TABLE!!!!! IMPACT MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!!!!! REX GOES CRASHING THROUGH THAT BARBED WIRE TABLE RIGHT IN FRONT OF DARYL KINKADE’S VERY EYES! DARYL JUST WATCHED HIS MENTOR GO THROUGH A TABLE AS HIS CHAMBER POD DOOR WAS OPENED!)

FADE TO: (DARYL KINKADE IS CLIMBING UP THE ROPES THOUGH AND WAIT A SECOND… HE IS HOISTING HIMSELF TO THE TOP OF HIS POD. DARYL KINKADE WAITS FOR POP TO GET UP AND TURN AROUND… DARYL FLIES! DIVING METEORA FROM THE TOP OF THE POD!!!!! DARYL KINKADE WITH THE DIVING METEORA!!)

“So get along, so get along, go
Get along-long get a move on up
And as you fight among the death beneath the dirt..”

(REX HAS IMPACT BY THE HAIR AND HE IS USING THE CHAMBER ITSELF TO DESTROY IMPACT! REX IS BEATING IMPACT’S FACE OFF THOSE CHAINS AND IMPACT IS BUSTED OPEN! THE 7-TIME CHAMPION’S FACE IS A CRIMSON MASK RIGHT NOW AND REX WHIPS IMPACT INTO THE SIDE OF THE EMPTY POD! REX MOVES HIMSELF ALL THE WAY TO THE OPPOSITE CORNER AND HE CHARGES TOWARDS IMPACT!!!! SPEAR! SPEAR! SPEAR! REX JUST SPEARED IMPACT THROUGH THE FUCKING POD!!! THAT THING JUST SHATTERED AROUND THEM!!!!)

FADE TO: (DARYL KINKADE SLIPS THROUGH THE ROPES, RUSHES PAST LC, SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE!!! CUTTER!!!! DK LOOKING FOR THE SPRINGBOARD CUTTER! BUT LC JUST COMPLETELY DESTROYED HIM!!! LC WITH THE DROP KICK THAT TOOK DARYL OUT IN MID-FLIGHT! HOLY SHIT! LC IS DOWN ON THE MAT WITH DARYL NOW AND HE IS DRIVING THAT STAPLE GUN INTO DK’S FOREHEAD!)

“So get along, so get along, go
Get along-long get a move on up)
Well, do you know yet?”

FADE TO: (CHARLIE MARR GOES RIGHT TO LETHAL CONSEQUENCES AND SMASHES THAT CHAIR ACROSS HIS BACK! LC FALLS BACK AND CHARLIE BEGINS BEATING THE THE LIVING HELL OUT OF LETHAL CONSEQUENCES!!!! — POP JUST JUMPED FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!! DIVING SENTON BOMB! HE LANDS ON TOP OF DARYL KINKADE!!!! CHARLIE CRACKS THE CHAIR ACROSS POP’S HEAD AND SCREAMS AT HIS TAG TEAM PARTNER TO GET THE FUCK UP! DARYL STARTS CLIMBING AND GOES TO THE TOP OF THE POD!!!! CHARLIE MARR LIFTS POP UP AND POWERBOMBS HIM DOWN ONTO THE CHAIR!!!! DARYL KINKADE FLIES!!!!! DIVING METEORA FROM THE CHAMBER POD!!!!! MARRKADE CALL THAT COMBINATION FALLEN ANGEL!)

“So get along, so get along, go)
Well, do you want it?”

FADE TO: (IMPACT LOOKS AROUND… AND HE GRABS THE SPIKED MICROPHONE LC WAS PLANNING TO USE!!!! IMPACT DRIVES THE SPIKES OF THE MICROPHONE INTO REX’S HEAD AND NOW HE’S BEATING REX WITH IT! REX IS POURING BLOOD FROM THE TOP OF HIS HEAD NOW!!! IT’S RUNNING DOWN HIS FACE! IMPACT IS MERCILESS! HE DRAGS THE SPIKES ACROSS REX’S FOREHEAD NOW AND THE CHAMPION IS IN A LOT OF TROUBLE! OH MY GOD… REX MCALLISTER IS A LITERAL BLOOD FAUCET RIGHT NOW!!!!)

“Get along-long get a move on up
And when the giants call to ask you what you’re worth..”

FADE TO: (DARYL KINKADE JUST BLASTED IMPACT IN THE FACE WITH THAT SINGAPORE CANE!!! LC JUST SLAMMED THE BARBED WIRE BAT INTO DARYL’S BACK!!!! THE CANE FALLS FROM DARYL’S HANDS!!!! LC UNWRAPS THE BARBED WIRE FROM THAT BAT, WRAPS IT AROUND DARYL’S NECK, AND BEGINS CHOKING HIM!!!!! CHARLIE GRABS A PIECE OF THAT TABLE THAT WAS BROKEN EARLIER IN THIS MATCH AND HE RUSHES TOWARDS LC!!!! HE SLAMS THE TABLE INTO THE BACK OF LC’S HEAD AND THE HALL OF FAMER FALLS BACK! CHARLIE PLACES THE TABLE ACROSS LC’S FACE… BARBED WIRE SIDE DOWN OF COURSE!!!! CHARLIE MARR IS CLIMBING TO THE TOP ROPE NOW! CHARLIE GETS HIMSELF ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE… HE LAUNCHES HIMSELF OFF!!!!! DIVING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!! HE JUST CRUSHED LC’S FACE!!!!!! DARYL SNEAKS UP BEHIND CHARLIE!!!! DARYL SLAMS THAT CHAIR ACROSS CHARLIE’S BACK!!!! MARR TURNS AROUND RIGHT AS DARYL SWINGS THE CHAIR!!!!

CHARLIE CATCHES THE CHAIR!!!!)

FADE TO: (DARYL IS BACK UP TO HIS FEET AND HE JUMPS ON THE TOP ROPE! KINKADE SPRINGS OFF!!! SPRINGBOARD 450 ONTO CHARLIE MARR!!!! CHARLIE GETS THE KNEES UP!!!! DARYL KINKADE FALLS TO THE SIDE!!!! CHARLIE MARR FORCES HIMSELF BACK UP TO HIS FEET!!!! HE PULLS DARYL UP AS WELL!!!! THE QUEEN IS DEAD!!!! DOUBLE UNDERHOOK DDT ONTO THE CHAIR!!!!!)

“So get along, so get along, go
Get along-long get a move on up)
Do you know if?”

FADE TO: (REX MCALLISTER FROM BEHIND! HE GRABS CHARLIE AROUND THE WAIST! GERMAN SUPLEX!!!! — REX IS FINALLY SATISFIED WITH THE DAMAGE HE’S DONE TO CHARLIE MARR AND HE GOES FOR THE REX LOCK!!! REX HAS THAT STF LOCKED IN AND HE’S USING THE CANE TO WRENCH CHARLIE’S FACE BACK!)

FADE TO: (RUNNING DOUBLE KNEE STRIKE IN THE CORNER BY IMPACT! IMPACT ROLLS BACKWARDS!! GETS BACK TO HIS FEET!!! STEP UP ENZIGURI!!!! LC RUSHES FORWARD NOW! CORNER CLOTHESLINE TO REX! REX IS NOW IN A SITTING POSITION AND LC DRIVES HIS KNEE INTO THE CHAMP’S FACE!!!! LC JERKS REX UP, THROWS HIM TO IMPACT… EVISCERATION!!!)

FADE TO: (IMPACT PULLS A GROGGY LC UP TO HIS FEET… FIST OF FURY!!!!! IMPACT JUST THREW ALL HIS WEIGHT INTO THAT RIGHT-HANDED KNOCKOUT HOOK!!!!! INSTEAD OF GOING FOR THE COVER, IMPACT JERKS LC UP AGAIN!!!! FIST OF FURY FOR THE SECOND TIME!!!!)

FADE TO: (REX SMASHES THAT MICROPHONE INTO THE SIDE OF IMPACT’S HEAD!!! REX THROWS THE MICROPHONE ACROSS THE RING AND GRABS IMPACT!!! RINGS OF REX!!! RINGS OF REX!!!! — IMPACT’S NOT TAPPING THOUGH!!!! REX LETS GO, GRABS IMPACT BY THE HAIR, AND SLAMS HIS FACE INTO THE MAT A FEW TIMES! — REX SUMMONS ALL HIS ENERGY AND RUSHES THE CORNER! RUNNING KNEE STRIKE! REX GRABS IMPACT… MODIFIED VERSION OF THE REX EFFECT!!! THAT TORNADO DDT JUST DROVE IMPACT’S HEAD INTO THE MAT!!!! — Rex McAllister doesn’t even have the energy to get up right now. He’s exhausted, soaked in the blood of his enemies, and covered in his own. That man laid it all out there tonight and he truly is the premiere champion in this company.)

“So get along, so get along, go)
Win or die, you’ll…..”

FADE TO: (THAT’S THE THEME SONG OF NOAH REIGNER!!!! MR. CASH IN THE VAULT!!!! HE’S GUNNA DO IT!!! HE’S GUNNA CASH IN!!!! — Inside the ring, Rex McAllister slowly sits up…)

“Get along-long—”

FADE TO: (The camera cuts from the chamber and go backstage. Noah Reigner, Evelyn Ridley, and a referee are laid out and in pools of their own blood. Everyone stops and looks around… the Cash in the Vault briefcase with Noah’s championship match contract inside of it was gone.)

(The cameras cut to Rich Russillio and James Peters sitting behind the Voltage broadcast booth.)

James Peters: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WELCOME TO THE FIRST VOLTAGE OF 2019!!!!

Rich Russillio: Goddamn that video package :whew:

James Peters: Shout out to our new Southern California based videographers, John and Jessie, for that. :whew:

Rich Russillio: :damn: What a night it’s going to be! Why in the hell is Veena Adams at Voltage, James?!

James Peters: Your guess is as good as mine, but something tells me it won’t take very long to find out.

Rich Russillio: :wow:

James Peters: We’re just a few weeks removed from Road to Redemption, and I think it’s safe to say that the members of the Voltage brand showed up and showed out! Rex McAllister successfully defended his World Heavyweight Championship in one of, if not the best, Extreme Elimination Chamber matches this company has never seen.

Rich Russillio: We crowed a new National Elite Champion in Jackson Blayde, although that victory did have some controversy attached to it. Showdown’s Drake King decided to get himself involved and cost Xander Payne a chance to pick up his second championship of 2018.

James Peters: And then there was Noah Reigner…

Rich Russillio: Despite the highest of highs Voltage reached at Road to Redemption, our reigning Cash in the Vault holder did not have a good night personally. Not only did Noah fail to advance to the finals of the King of Elite tournament, but he was left in a pool of his own blood at the end of the night after trying to cash in on Rex.

James Peters: As far as we know, Noah’s briefcase is still missing and our commissioner, Matt Daniels, has been working with Flannery McCoy, Kendra Shamez, StarrStan, and Hurricane Hawk to track down the whereabouts of the Cash in the Vault briefcase, piece together exactly what happened, and get Noah some answers.

Rich Russillio: Now moving on to tonight’s show…

James Peters: King of Elite is right around the corner, and tonight we’re going to kick things off with qualifying matches. This week and next week, a total of four qualifying matches for Voltage’s spot in the King of Elite finals will take place. On the January 20th episode of Voltage that will originate from the AccorHotels Arena in Paris, France, all four winners from the qualifiers will face off against one another in a Fatal Fourway Match to determine who will represent the gold brand come King of Elite!

Rich Russillio: It’s the most exciting time of the year if you’re an EAW fan. The second half of the year brings us King of Elite, Grand Rampage, and all of it will come to a head in June at Pain for Pride.

James Peters: I can’t wait to get started tonight!

Rich Russillio: And getting started is exactly what we’ll do… right after this commercial break.

(Commercial break for Raven Roberts’ wedding planning services. Even if you’re not officially a member of a couple, she’ll still book the florist for you.)

(Voltage returns from break and “Don’t Stop” by InnerPartySystem rips through the sound system. The sold-out crowd gets to their feet.)

Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… please welcome Noah Reigner and Evelyn Ridley… HOUSE REIGNER!!!

(Neither Noah nor Evelyn look particularly thrilled as they make their way down the ramp, and honestly, it’s a little surreal to see Noah without his briefcase. Both Evelyn and Noah climb into the ring, and Bella attempts to pass the microphone to Noah. Noah folds his arms across his chest and shakes his head.)

Noah Reigner (Off Mic): It’s her fuck up. Let her fix it.

(Evelyn shoots a murderous look at Noah and snatches the microphone from Bella’s hands. The ring announcer scurries out of the ring, and Evelyn turns to Noah. She covers the microphone with her hands, and two of the three founding members of House Reigner bicker back and forth for a few seconds. Finally Evelyn rolls her eyes and raises the microphone to her lips.)

Evelyn Ridley: Since House Reigner showed up in EAW, Noah has been met with constant and unjust criticism from the men and women of this company. Angry fuckboys and jealous cunts have done nothing but try and tear down Noah and undermine his accomplishments. These sensitive motherfuckers who live in their glass houses throw stones at Noah without stopping to take a long, hard look at themselves in the mirror. I’m sick and tired of people coming at Noah with the same tired arguments.

‘You’ve been babied.’

‘You haven’t truly faced anyone.’

‘Who have you beaten?’

Blah, blah, blah, blah.

Go fuck yourselves. All of you can seriously suck my lady dick. No one but me knows how hard Noah works. He’s poured everything he has into this business and he has more than earned his fucking place here. Back at Pain for Pride, Noah competed in and won the Cash in the Vault match. That was no easy feat and it sure wasn’t some easy peasy match featuring piece of shit competitors except for Lucian fucking Black. Noah outclassed and outlasted all of them to win his briefcase and guaranteed title shot. NOAH’s briefcase guaranteed his place as the future of this company.

(Evelyn takes a deep breath and looks at Noah, but his expression never changes.)

Evelyn Ridley: At Road to Redemption, Noah was the victim of a cowardly attack. Some pussy attacked us from behind and stole what Noah had rightfully earned back at Pain for Pride. That’s some bullshit right there and the fact no one has even lifted a finger to help us get Noah’s briefcase back, or even rectify this situation, basically sums up our current feelings about this company. It’s not like Noah doesn’t have a ton of offers on the table. We can literally pack our shit and go anywhere we want. If this fucking place doesn’t get its act together and take the necessary steps to find out what happened at Road to Redemp-

(Suddenly, the lights flicker off stopping Evelyn in mid-rant. The crowd pops and the large tron on the stage lights up and engulfs everyone in its glow. After a couple of seconds, a single photo pops up.

It’s a picture of the Cash in the Vault briefcase.

The briefcase is sitting on a stool, wearing a cute Happy New Year party hat, and positioned behind the guerilla curtain backstage at Alexandra Palace. The curtain has been strategically pulled back so it’s plain as day everyone can see Jamie O’Hara and Noah in the ring together. The briefcase is clearly celebrating its New Year’s Eve by watching Ace versus Ace.

But that’s not all.

Scrawled across the briefcase is a message and it’s very simple:

dO yOu MiSs Me???

The lights come up, the picture remains on the screen, and Noah is visibly shaking with rage. Evelyn is trying to calm him down but it’s not working.)

Noah Reigner (very loudly): I WANT MY FUCKING BRIEFCASE BACK.

Evelyn Ridley: Someone is going to die for this.

(Voltage fades to commercial break.)

(Commercial break featuring the Jaded Wolfe Hearts promoting the Peter Thomas Roth pumpkin enzyme face mask. You know it’s a damn good face mask when it burns the fuck out of your face.)

(Voltages returns to Bella Braxton in the ring.)

Bella Braxton: The following contest is a Voltage triple threat!

(DING! DING! DING!)

( ‘Skyfall’ by Adele blasts through the speaker as Asher Greyson comes out to a mixed reaction. Asher smirks directly towards the crowd before he confidently walks to the ring )

Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST! From Robbinsdale, Minnesota, weighing in at 212 pounds…. ASSSSSSHERRRRRRRRRRRR GRAAAAAYYYYSONNNN!!!

(While Asher Greyson discusses last minute strategies with Cassandra Martinez as ‘Hair Of The Dog’ by Nazareth hits. Farrell V comes out to a massive ovation, bobbing his head with a vibrant smile on his face. He takes a deep breath before walking down the ramp. )

Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENTS! FIRST! From Indonesia, weighing in at 235 pounds…. FARRRRRELLLLLLL V!!!!!!!!!!

(Farrell V walks over to his respective corner of the ring while Denis Ryley shoots from the curtains as ‘Stick Up’ by grandson plays. Denis smiles at the crowd, who gave him a huge, positive reaction before he makes his way down to the ring. )

Bella Braxton: AND…. From Orlando, Florida, weighing in at 204 pounds…. THE ENFORCER…. DENNNNNNNISSSSSS RYYYYYYLEEYYYYYYYYY

( DING! DING! DING! )

Rich Russillio: Incredible atmosphere here in Osaka, Japan. We are just about to get underway with this triple threat. Farrell V versus Asher Greyson versus Denis Ryley. Three different personalities, styles, and strategies are going to collide right in front us! All three men surrounding the center of the ring. Denis is crouched down like a predator as Farrell and Asher are on their feet. ASHER WITH A FOREARM ACROSS THE JAW OF FARRELL!! ASHER NOW SWINGING HIS ARM TOWARDS DENIS BUT IS DODGED!

James Peters: DENIS WITH A DROPKICK, SENDING THE DIVINE STAGGERING INTO THE GROUND! FARRELL FROM BEHIND!! HE ROLLS HIM UP!! DENIS IMMEDIATELY POWERS OUT OF THE PIN ATTEMPT! HE GETS UP TO HIS FEET! ASHER SWEEPS UNDER! DENIS JUMPS OVER HIS LEGS! ASHER JUMPS UP!! DENIS DODGES HIM! ASHER LANDS ONTO HIS FEET!! SUPERKICK TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD FROM DENIS!!! FARRELL ROLLS INTO THE GROUND!!! AND JUMPS UP!!! DENIS SPINS AROUND, WRAPPING HIS ARMS AROUND HIS WAIST IN MID AIR!!

Rich Russillio: GERMAN SUPLEX!!! NO!!! FARRELL ROLLS HIM UP!!!

Ref: ONE..

Rich Russillio: A ONE COUNT AS BOTH MEN GET UP TO THEIR FEET!! FARRELL JUMPS UPWARDS AND CIRCLES AROUND THE UPPER BODY OF DENIS!! DENIS HOLDS ONTO HIM AS FARRELL IS WRAPPED AROUND HIS BODY IN A CRUCIFIX HOLD!! Asher slides back into the ring and takes Denis down with a dropkick! FARRELL PINS HIM DOWN!

Ref: ONE… TWO…

James Peters: Asher breaks up the cover! All three men getting up to their feet as Denis shoots upwards! EUROPEAN UPPERCUT TO FARRELL!! FARRELL GOES SPAGHETTI LEGGED INTO THE CORNER AS DENIS TURNS AROUND!!! ASHER SPRINGS AROUND! SPINNING HEEL KICK!!! POWERBOMB!!! DENIS COUNTERS IT INTO A SIT-OUT POWERBOMB!

Ref: ONE… TWO… TH

Rich Russillo: What a magnificent counter by Denis Ryley! Asher was looking to connect with his signature Beauty Mark, but Denis somehow countered it into a sit-out powerbomb. Ryley thought that powerbomb would finalize this match, but Asher pops his shoulder up from the canvas at the last second.

James Peters: Denis now picking up Asher from the ground and sitting him on the top turnbuckle. Denis Ryley looking for a big time move that will secure him this win tonight. He is now beginning to climb up the turnbuckles as Asher starts to realize where he is at. Greyson now sending low uppercuts to the chest of Denis.

Rich Russillo: Denis however doesn’t seem to be affected by the lower body shots as he fights through them. Denis now grabbing his tights! THIS COULD BE IT?!?!?! FARRELL REFUSING TO LET THIS HIGH RISK MOVE HAPPEN AS HE PICKS DENIS OFF THE TURNBUCKLES IN A POWERBOMB POSITION!! FARRELL NOW WALKING INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER!!!

James Peters: OH MY GOD!!!! DENIS DRILLS FARRELL INTO THE CANVAS WITH A REVERSE FRANKENSTEINER!!! WHAT A COUNTER!!!! OH!!!! ELBOW DROP ONTO FARRELL!!! THE DIVINITY ELBOW DROP ONTO FARRELL!!! THIS COULD BE IT!!

Ref: ONE… TWO.. THRE-

Rich Russillio: NO!!! FARRELL GETS HIS SHOULDER UP AT THE LAST SECOND! FARRELL TAPPING INTO HIS LAST RESORT ENERGY RESERVES AT THE LAST MOMENT POSSIBLE! ASHER GREYSON ALMOST HAD THE MATCH WON!

James Peters: Asher Greyson arguing with the referee, telling him that it was a three count. Denis now quietly rolling into the corner of the ring behind Asher.. Denis stalking the distracted Asher. HE TURNS AROUND!! SUPERKICK!!! DENIS CONNECTS WITH A SUPERKICK AS HE STEPS TOWARDS THE STUNNED ASHER!! BEAUTY MARK!!! IT CONNECTS OUT OF NOWHERE!!! BOTH MEN ARE OUT!!!

Rich Russillio: Denis Ryley and Asher Greyson exchanging their most brutal strikes in their arsenal possible! Farrell now climbing onto the apron, looking over to the laid out bodies scattered around the ring. Farrell now climbing up the turnbuckles as Denis gets up to his feet! HE SOARS!!!! DENIS DUCKS HIM!!

James Peters: FARRELL DUCKS THE CLOTHESLINE ATTEMPT FROM ASHER AND JUMPS ONTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!! HE SPRINGBOARDS OFF, SPINNING AROUND AND GRABBING ASHER’S HEAD!! TORNADO DDT!! NO!!! ASHER HOLDS ONTO HIM AND SHOVES HIM TOWARDS DENIS!!

Rich Russillio: Denis hooks both arms with a full nelson! FARRELL CIRCLES AROUND HIS WAIST AND DRIVES HIM INTO ASHER! ASHER AND DENIS COLLIDE INTO EACH OTHER AS FARRELL LEAPS OVER THE HEAD OF RYLEY! FARRELL HOLDS ONTO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD WHILE GRABBING ASHER’S HEAD WITH HIS OTHER ARM!! AND HE TAKES BOTH MEN DOWN!!! A LEAPFROG BULLDOG TO DENIS RYLEY AT THE SAME TIME HE DROPS ASHER WITH A LEAPING DDT!!! WHAT A PLAY!

James Peters: Denis Ryley now turning Asher down! ASHER WITH A JUMPING HIGH KNEE, SHATTERING THE JAW OF DENIS!!! Ryley holding his jaw in pain as he runs into Asher once again! Greyson moves out of the way and Denis goes through the middle rope! SUICIDE DIVE ONTO FARRELL!!!!

Rich Russillio: FARREL WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK! HE CAUGHT HIM WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK IN MID AIR!! WHAT A COUNTER AS ASHER RUNS THE ROPES! TOPE CON HILO!!! ASHER SOARS OVER THE TOP ROPE, CRASHING DOWN ONTO FARRELL V!!!

James Peters: Asher now grabbing Farrell and shoving him into the squared circle! He slowly climbs up the turnbuckles as Farrell is defenseless, laid out onto the canvas! Asher looking for his elbow drop for the second time but Farrell smartly rolling out to the apron! This ruins the plan for whatever Asher had in mind but he seems to still be going for it! ELBOW DROP ONTO THE APRON!!!!!

Rich Russillio: NO!!!!! ASHER GOES CRASHING ONTO THE EDGE OF THE APRON AS FARRELL MOVED OUT OF HARM’S WAY!!! THAT MADE HAVE PUT ASHER OUT OF THE OCCASION!

James Peters: Fatal mistake from Asher Greyson and Farrell pushing him into the ring! He climbs up the apron and onto the turnbuckles! The last time Farrell was looking for the Five Star Splash, he was robbed of his pinfall attempt. Now he is looking to pull it off as Ryley is nowhere to be seen!

Rich Russilo: DENIS CHARGING INTO THE ROPES AND DROPPING FARRELL ONTO THE TURNBUCKLE!! DENIS OUT OF NOWHERE STOPPING FARRELL INTO HIS TRACKS AS HE CLIMBS UP THE TURNBUCKLE!! Denis is looking for a moonsault! BUT FARRELL SHOVES HIM OFF!!!

James Peters: DENIS FLIPS BACKWARDS WITH A MOONSAULT ONTO ASHER!! WHAT A MOONSAULT AS FARRELL IMMEDIATELY SPRINGS UPWARDS!! FIVE STAR SPLASH ONTO DENIS!!!! IT CONNECTS!!

Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE…

(DING! DING! DING!)

( ‘Hair Of The Dog’ by Nazareth hits to an enormous ovation as Farrell collapses onto the canvas after the referee raises his hand )

Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER!!!! FARRELLLLLLL V!!!!!!!!!!!!

James Peters: Farrell V with a sensational Five Star frogsplash, sucking out the wind of Denis Ryley for the undisputed victory! Farrell V recently coming out of a stolen victory from The Palace! Farrell V finally gets his taste of victory!

Rich Russillio: These three men pushed each other to the limit and it took one huge mistake for the winner to be decided. Asher Greyson going hip first onto the hardest part of the ring took a huge toll onto his body and that led to Farrell V taking advantage of it and winning this match.

James Peters: And do not forget about Denis Ryley who took on the two other men with such a valiant effort. He brought the fight to Farrell and Greyson, tiring both of them out but couldn’t capitalize on it.

(Commercial break for ChristianMingle.com. Find you a girl as pure and wholesome as Constance Blevins to spend the new year with.)

(Voltage returns with Bella Braxton in the ring.)

Bella Braxton: The following contest is set for one fall, and is a qualifying match for the King of the Elite Tournament! Introducing first, weighing in at 230 pounds, from Detroit Michigan, The Visual Prophet!

(‘Another one bites the Dust’ by Queen plays as the Visual Prophet makes his way to the ring.)

Rich Russillo: Ladies and gentlemen, the Prophet of undying love! The Visual Prophet has been on absolute fire lately and it will be interesting to see if he can parlay his charismatic presence into an in-ring victory.

James Peters: Can a Prophet become King? We’ll see, but first he has to beat a very game opponent in Daryl Kinkade!

Bella Braxton: Introducing his opponent, weighing in at 200 pounds, and hailing from Norwich, England, ‘Norfolk’s Finest’ Daryl Kinkade!

(‘What a Shame’ by Too Close to Touch plays as Daryl makes his way out onto the entrance ramp. The crowd cheers in appreciation Daryl as he makes his way to the ring.)

Rich Russillo: Daryl Kinkade, officially one half of the Unified Tag Champions, is looking to prove tonight that he is more than just a tag team guy, becoming King of the Elite would be a huge feather in his cap!

James Peters: Daryl has proven himself time and time again in the ring, and has managed to remain a threat as a singles the entire time. He is my darkhorse pick to win the whole tournament!

(Bella exits the ring as the official checks both competitors, then calls for the bell to start the match.)

(DING! DING! DING!)

Rich Russillo: Here we go, the first Voltage qualifier for the King of the Elite! Daryl and Visual Prophet rush in and immediately tie up in the center of the ring, both men jockeying for position! Kinkade slips under the arm of the Visual Prophet and catches him in a headlock! The Prophet cranks it in tight, just look at the grimace of pain on the face of Daryl! Kinkade manages to push out of the headlock, sending VP to the ropes, and dropping to the mat in the process, looking to let the Prophet run past…NO! The Visual Prophet saw it coming, and changed his trajectory, hitting Daryl with a basement dropkick to the side of his head! Kinkade rolls to his back in a daze! Prophet with the pin attempt!

Referee: One!

James Peters: Kick Out from Norfolk’s Finest! Elbow drop to Kinkade! The Prophet is pressing the attack here, it’s a smart move to keep Daryl from building momentum, it’s that kind of tactics that could lead to the Visual Prophet becoming King of the Elite! More importantly, though, it’s cutting off the high impact offense that Kinkade is known for! Prophet lurks back as Daryl rises to his feet, looking around for the Prophet….running dropkick from VP! No, Daryl moves away, and hits the ropes! As VP stands he is met with a running dropkick from Daryl! This is followed quickly by an arm drag, and another, leaving the Prophet reeling! Kinkade hits a hurricanrana, and holds the leg for the pin as the referee gets into position!

Referee: One! TWO!

Rich Russillo: Kickout with force, causing Daryl to be thrown from the pinning position! The Sovereign isn’t done yet! He…wait! What is the Visual Prophet doing? He threw his elbow pad at Daryl?! Kinkade looks confused as the pad harmlessly bounces off him and settles back into the corner behind them. The official moves over to remove the pad from the ring as Daryl charges forward….LOW BLOW! It was a ruse from the Prophet to distract the referee!! Daryl is in obvious pain as he cumples to the mat! The referee is back into position but Visual Prophet doesn’t got for the cover. Instead he applies a rear chinlock to Daryl…

Visual Prophet (Off Mic): SAY MY NAME! SAY IT KINKADE!

Rich Russillo: Daryl either can’t or won’t answer though, and The Prophet doesn’t seem to be taking the rejection well! He grabs Kinkade’s nose and twists! The referee is calling for the break now though!

Referee: C’mon, break it up! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!

James Peters: The Prophet breaks the hold just before five and, while using his hands to push down on Kinkade’s back, stands and drives his knee into the back of Kinkade! Daryl cries out in pain as Visual Prophet pushes down into the spine of Norfolk’s Finest, seemingly trying to snap it in half! The Visual Prophet is showing his brutal side here, trying to permanently ground Kinkade. Daryl is stretching his fingertips, trying to reach the ropes….HE JUST MAKES IT! The referee calls for the break, but the damage may be done! Daryl is holding his back in pain as the Visual Prophet mocks his pain, holding his back and pretending to limp along side Kinkade! With determined look, Daryl pulls himself up using the ropes as the Visual Prophet climbs to the middle rope. He leaps with an elbow drop…NO, Daryl pushes away from the ropes, sending the Visual Prophet crashing into the mat in a heap!

Rich Russillo: The Sovereign rolls to the outside as Daryl collects himself for the moment…SUICIDE DIVE FROM KINKADE!Viz is pushed back into the barricade with a sickening crash as Daryl puts life and limb at risk! The official begins his count as both men recover on the outside!

Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE!

Rich Russillo: Daryl Kinkade is first to his feel, but is holding his back in pain from the vicious knee that the Visual Prophet ground into it.

Referee: FOUR! FIVE! SIX!

Rich Russillo: Kinkade slides back into the ring with the Visual Prophet right on his heels! Kinkade runs forward to the ropes…SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT! The Prophet is down! Kinkade leaps to the top turnbuckle, the crowd behind him now, and leaps as VP stands…METEORA! Daryl hooks the legs for the pin!

Referee: ONE! TWO!

James Peters: Kickout! VP kicked out, and Kinkade slaps the mat in frustration, but quickly shakes it off and runs towards the ropes again…DKO! NO! THE VISUAL PROPHET HIT THE MAT, SENDING DARYL CRASHING IN A HEAP IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! The Prophet staggers to his feet and stalks Kinkade as he regains his footing…KISS THE HEAD! NO! DARYL DUCKS! The Visual Prophet was seeking to end the match with his bullhammer, but Daryl manages to just duck out of the way, and now he has grabbed VP around the waist! BRIDGING GERMAN! DARYL HOLDS IT FOR THE PIN BUT THE REFEREE DOESN’T SEE THAT HIS SHOULDERS ARE DOWN TOO!

Referee: ONE! TWO! THRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Rich Russillo: NO! The referee didn’t see Kinkade’s shoulders were down too!

(DING! DING! DING!)

Bella Braxton: The winner of the match, by pinfall, and continuing into the King of Elite tournament…Everyone’s Favorite Underdog…DAAAAARRRRRRRYYYYLLLLLLLLLLL KKKIIIIIINNNNNNNKKKKKKAAAAAADDDDDDEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

(‘What a Shame’ by Too Close to Touch plays as Daryl’s hand is raised by the official. The Visual Prophet is trying to argue that Daryl was pinned too, but the official isn’t paying attention.)

(Commercial plays for PILEDRIVER Athletics, everyone is joining, so buy the shirt!)

(EAW cuts backstage and the scene opens up inside Matt Daniels makeshift office. Matt is sitting behind his desk, and Veena sits across from him with a huge smile on her face.)

Matt Daniels: I wasn’t aware that I needed an assistant. No one informed me that I was getting help here on Voltage.

Veena Adams: Well the episodes where DrastiK took over were pretty entertaining and they didn’t feature you in any capacity, not to mention it’s because of DrastiK that we got rid of Kawajai and Nick Angel. I must say that those sweeties, Rich and James, do a much better job at calling the action than the other two idiots did. But Matty, seriously, everything will be fine! My Uncle Ryan wouldn’t have given me this job if he didn’t think I could bring something special to the table and help you make Voltage even more amazing! I’m totally excited!

Matt Daniels: …

Veena Adams: Look, we can keep going back and forth about this, but I’m not going anywhere. I’m literally the assistant commissioner now.

Matt Daniels: You’re the commissioner’s assistant and there’s a big difference there.

(Before Veena can reply, the office door opens and the newest Voltage superstar, Jack Ripley steps in. Both Matt and Veena get to their feet, and Veena can’t help but give Jack a flirtatious look.)

Veena Adams: The new kid. Welcome to Voltage.

(Jack doesn’t reply to her and instead decides to direct his attention towards Matt.)

Jack Ripley: Well, I’m here.

Matt Daniels: Good and I truly hope you are coming to Voltage with a good attitude and fresh perspective. The only reason you’re here is because StarrStan sees potential in you and wanted to make sure that you got a second chance.

Jack Ripley: Yeah… really not starting on a great foot there chief. ‘The only reason I’m here’ is because I’m extremely talented at what I do. Don’t get it twisted.

Matt Daniels: Actually, you’re here because I’m letting you, so you don’t need to get that twisted. No one in this company denies the fact you are talented. You are one of the absolute best we have ever seen come through these doors. But lets be real honest with one another, Jack. Dynasty was stifling you and halting your progress because you were complacent. You were comfortable, and you didn’t think anyone could touch you because of your association with Mr. DEDEDE and Theron Nikolas.

(At the mention of Mr. DEDEDE, Veena cleared her throat and flashed Matt a dazzling smile. It was a devious smile because both of them knew that Matt wouldn’t be able to just toss Veena off of Voltage because of who her family happened to be.)

Matt Daniels: But this is a new start for you, Jack, and I’m expecting big things for you here on Voltage.

Jack Ripley: I don’t think you even watched the Dynasty product to be honest Matthieu. Complacency isn’t winning the 24/7 Battle Royal. Complacency isn’t winning the Hardcore Championship, the first singles title in my career. I was thought of so highly they thought I was above it, so they turned it into the PURE Championship.

Matt Daniels: They brought back a championship. No one turned it into a title just for you. Plus you lost it pretty quickly to Erebus Jennings. So honestly, are we really going to stand here and do this? The fact is, you are a member of Voltage now and I don’t give a damn about what happened on Dynasty. The only thing I see is a young man who’s no longer the least important member of a three person stable. So with that in mind, you’ll be making your debut next week for us in Moscow. I’m giving you a second chance to become King of Elite. The past is the past, and lets keep it there. I have all the belief in the world you will do the right thing, show some humility, and become a top star on this brand.

(Matt extends his hand to Jack.)

Jack: Whatever, man. I’m not here to have a dick measuring contest with you to prove my self worth. Clearly you brought me here because you believe in me in some capacity. But at the end of the day, being on Voltage on my own is a lot better than being at home fired. So I’ll take this as an opportunity, and show the world just how wrong everyone is about Jack Ripley.

(Jack finally takes Matt’s hand and after a quick shake, he exits the office. Veena looks at Matt and bits down on her bottom lip.)

Veena Adams: I can’t wait to see what Jack does here on Voltage.

Matt Daniels: Well, at least we agree on that.

(The scene fades to commercial.)

(Commercial break for Burger King featuring Xander Payne. That’s how he got the 2018 ‘Best Body’ award.)

(Voltage returns and Bella Braxton is once again seen standing inside the ring.)

Bella Braxton: The following is a King of Elite tournament match scheduled for ONE FALL…..

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!…

(‘God’s Plan’ by Drake begins to play as V.I.P. comes strolling out, getting a good warm reception from the crowd. V.I.P. does his usual gestures and gyrations, playing to the beat of his music with a smirk on his face as he taunts the camera on his way to the ring.)

Bella Braxton: Introducing first, from Toronto Ontario, Canada……he weighs in at TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY POUNDS…..he’s known as ‘THE 6IX GOD’…VIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPP!!!!!

James Peters: This man Vincent I. Pride is built like a wall, but he’s not stood up strong like one for quite some time! He’s done a lot of talking, and less wrestling this season! Could the year 2019 turn things around for this Canadian born ladies man of machismo?? Time will only tell, I guess!

Rich Russillio: It’s not how you start though, James, but how you finish, and there’s still plenty of the season left yet to throw in the towel on a man as talented as VIP! But he’ll have his hands full tonight with a competitor the likes of Charlie Marr, and with a chance to advance in the King of Elite tournament on the line, this could be the match that changes everything if VIP can pull it off!

(‘It Ain’t Safe’ by Skepta starts up just as ‘God’s Plan’ ended, and out walks Charlie Marr to a mixed reaction. Charlie surveys his surroundings some at the top of the ramp, nods his head as he begins making his way toward the ring.)

Bella Braxton: And introducing his opponent, from Tower Hamlets, London in the United Kingdom….he weighs in at TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY POUNDS….He’s ONE HALF OF THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS….CHARRRLLLLIIIIIEEEE MARRRRRR!!!

James Peters: Charlie Marr is here, Rich, and he looks ready to go, looking all business! Rich?

Rich Russillio: And why not? This is a huge match, and with the momentum he has now, and following his showing in the Extreme Elimination Chamber match, this opportunity to advance is certainly his to lose! He just needs to stay focused on the task at hand, and not let anything distract him and he should be fine tonight!

(DING! DING! DING!)

James Peters: The match is underway as both men circle around each other as Charlie Marr applies an arm lock on VIP, but VIP counters with a wristlock! VIP is not satisfied with his positioning and pushes Charlie Marr to the ropes as Charlie charges for a clothesline but VIP ducks underneath! NO! Charlie manages to grab VIP and pushes him to the ropes instead! VIP CONNECTS WITH A HARD PUNCH TO THE FACE, no, VIP taunting Charlie Marr standing right in his face, staring one another down! Charlie Marr pushes VIP away as VIP feels disrespected and slaps Charlie Marr across the face! Even I would take exception to that, Rich! WOW! Charlie looking angry as he stares VIP down as VIP continues to taunt! Both playing the head games here! Is it working?? Charlie Marr delivers a few of hard punches to VIP now in retaliation! Charlie Marr has VIP down, stomping the hell out of VIP! VIP falls down, holding on to the middle rope!

Rich Russillio: Charlie Marr has some momentum back from a successful trip home where him and Daryl Kinkade of Marrkade successfully defended the Unified Tag Team Championships again by defeating the Blicky Boyz, and is not about to let this man VIP end it tonight! Charlie or VIP will be advancing in this tournament after this match, so this match is huge!

James Peters: VIP now has turned the match into his favour as he has Charlie Marr into the corner and VIP DELIVERS SOME THUNDEROUS CHOPS INTO THE CHEST OF CHARLIE MARR! VIP NOW WITH A DISCUS PUNCH TO THE JAW OF CHARLIE MARR AND HE FOLLOWS IT UP WITH SOME POWER BEHIND THAT LARIAT! VIP GOES FOR THE COVER!

Ref: ONE! TW-

Rich Russillio: A quick kickout by Charlie Marr as VIP gets Charlie on his feet, but Charlie Marr bounces back with some elbows to the skull of VIP which staggers the big man! Charlie Marr now with a headbutt that dazes VIP! MARR NOW CONNECTS WITH A SNAP SUPLEX! VIP HOLDING HIS BACK AS HE SLOWLY GETS BACK TO HIS FEET THIS TIME! CHARLIE MARR CHARGES TOWARDS VIP… BIG BOOOT! CHARLIE MARR WITH THE COVER!

Ref: ONE! TW-

James Peters: Kickout by VIP! A match full of action, just as expected with both men going back and forth with each other! A good back and forth battle so far, Rich! Charlie Marr has the headlock in and he’s holding it although VIP is trying to escape it, but Charlie holds on! VIP desperately pushes Charlie face-first on the turnbuckle and he manages to escape it! VIP IS FREE!! THIS IS NOT GOOD FOR CHARLIE MARR! VIP now with a few shoulder thrusts to the cornered Charlie Marr! VIP takes a few steps back AND CONNECTS WITH A DEVASTATING BACK ELBOW TO THE FACE OF MARR MAKING CHARLIE COLLAPSE TO THE FLOOR HOLDING HIS FACE IN PAIN! Smart strategy by VIP taking Charlie down and regaining some energy! Just methodically working his man over, something that will afford him the much needed time to get some energy back while still landing hard enough blows to further incapacitate his opponent! Something that may prove to be most effective, especially against a guy like Charlie Marr!

Rich Russillio: But Charlie is now on his feet as VIP places him in position for a snap suplex, but no, Charlie Marr holds on! Charlie Marr now connects with a snap suplex! VIP quickly gets back up as Charlie Marr goes for the running knee lift, but no, VIP gets out of the way and rolls Charlie Marr up! WE COULD SEE AN UPSET HERE! A Cover!

Ref: ONE! TWO!

James Peters: But Charlie Marr kicks out! VIP trying to steal it, but it didn’t go as planned as VIP CONNECTS WITH A DISCUS PUNCH RIGHT AFTER THE KICKOUT AS CHARLIE WAS BACK UP TO HIS FEET! VIP PICKS CHARLIE MARR BACK UP AND IS LOOKING FOR THE CHOKESLAM! NOO, CHARLIE MARR ESCAPES THE GRASP OF VIP AND CONNECTS WITH A FRONT POWERSLAM. Charlie looks like he’s back into this match as he grabs VIP by the hair and connects with an armdrag, locking VIP’s jaw! Neither competitor wants to fall victim to any serious momentum switches in this matchup! VIP turns around having Charlie Marr in the german suplex position, but Charlie COUNTERS AND CONNECTS WITH A BACKDROP SUPLEX ON VIP! NO, VIP LANDED ON HIS FEET! MARR IS SURPRISED BY THIS! VIP CONNECTS WITH A POWERFUL CLOTHESLINE ON CHARLIE AND MARR IS DOWN!

Rich Russillio: And just like that, Vincent I. PRIDE can turn the match into his advantage. Impressive countering by the EAW 6ix God, as Charlie Marr is now on his feet. VIP with a kick to the mid-section of Charlie Marr as he stands back to back with Charlie, grabs his arms and leg and raises him…’TAKE CARE’ – THE GORILLA PRESS SLAM! MARR SLAMS HARD AGAINST THE MAT! VIP GOES FOR THE COVER! VIP FOR THE WIN

Ref: ONE!!! TWOO!!! THREEEEE-

James Peters: WHAT?! CHARLIE KICKED OUT! HE IS STILL IN THIS MATCH! VIP CAN’T BELIEVE HIS EYES! HOW DID CHARLIE SURVIVE THE DEADLIFT GERMAN SUPLEX! VIP now frustrated stomping the hell out of Charlie. VIP with delayed stomps to the face of Charlie Marr! VIP gets Charlie up, setting him up on the top corner. Is he really going for it? VIP is going for the overhead super release vertical suplex! No, Charlie Marr out of desperation throws a punch at VIP, and another punch, Charlie pushes VIP down and he falls off, landing with his back. VIP gets on his feet AND CHARLIE MARR WITH A HIGH RISE DROPKICK FROM THE TOP ROPE! LIGHTS OUT FOR VIP! CHARLIE GETS VIP IN POSITION… THE QUEEN IS DEAD! IT’S OVER!! THE COVER!

Ref: ONE!!! TWOOOO!!! THREEEE!!!

Rich Russillio: NO WAY! WHAT THE?! VIP GOT HIS FOOT ON THE ROPE! HE’S STILL IN IT! MARR IS ON HIS FEET CELEBRATING BELIEVING HE’S JUST ADVANCED IN THE KING OF ELITE TOURNAMENT! The referee tells him the match isn’t over and he can’t believe his eyes! What will it take Marr to pin VIP? BOTH MEN SEEM TOO DETERMINED TO JUST TAKE A LOSS TO RING IN THEIR NEW YEAR! Charlie throws VIP out of the ring and he follows him, planting VIP’S head to the apron! VIP is almost busted open! CHARLIE DRIVES VIP’S HEAD FIRST TO THE RING POST! VIP IS OUT! HE DEFINITELY IS OUT THIS TIME! CHARLIE GETS VIP BACK IN, CHARLIE GOING FOR THE RUNNING LARIAT, BUT IT’S REVERSED INTO A FLAPJACK BY VIP WHO SURPRISES CHARLIE BY COMING TO! HOW THE HELL IS HE STILL ON?! VIP GOES FOR THE COVER, BUT MARR POWERS VIP AWAY. BOTH MEN ARE STANDING EXHAUSTED IN THE RING, WITH VIP LOOKING MOTIONLESS AFTER THE DEMOLITION BY CHARLIE MARR ON THE OUTSIDE. BRUTAL!

James Peters: Like we said before, it was to be expected for this match to be like this. You have one of the fastest rising stars of EAW against one of the mercurial yet talented in their own right here in EAW. Meanwhile Charlie Marr standing on the apron CONNECTING WITH A SLINGSHOT ELBOW DROP TO VIP! NOW HE HAS VIP UNDER CONTROL. CHARLIE TAKES A MOMENT TO SHOW OFF HIS RATHER RIPPED PHYSIQUE, RISING HIS HAND UP IN THE AIR IN SIGN OF VICTORY! HE SEEMS PRETTY CONFIDENT NOW THAT HE HAS THE MATCH UNDER CONTROL. MARR CONNECTS WITH A SNAP SUPLEX DRIVING THE DAZED VIP TO THE CORNER! VIP SEEMS MOTIONLESS! CHARLIE MARR WITH THE ‘DEATH OR GLORY’, THE DAZED VIP LANDS IN THE CENTER OF THE RING, HE TRIES TO RECOVER BUT IT’S CHARLIE MARR THAT IS ABLE TO FOLLOW UP WITH THE HEADMASTER RITUAL! THE SPINEBUSTER CONNECTS! COULD THIS BE IT? THE COVER!

Ref: ONE!!! TWOOOO!!! THREEEEEEE!!!

( DING! DING! DING! )

Bella Braxton: AND HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND ADVANCING ON IN THE KING OF ELITE, THE UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPION…….. CHARLIE MARRRRRR!!!!!

Rich Russillio: Charlie does it! He continues his momentum picked up from the trip to The Palace the week before! It’s a new year, but this man gets the same results! VIP brought it tonight, but it just was not enough to get his year started on the right foot! Congratulations to Charlie on a well earned victory!

(Charlie stands in the ring, clearly pleased to be moving on in the King of Elite tournament. The camera then fades backstage. Xander Payne is seen passing by with a weird expression on his face. Sofia Clarke is quick to try and intercept him.)

Sofia Clarke: Excuse me, Xander, do you have a minute?

Xander Payne: Of course I do, Sofia. I don’t have a match tonight so you’re lucky.

( Sofia makes a surprised expression.)

Sofia Clarke: At Road to Redemption, things didn’t go as planned for you. Drake King interfered in your match costing you the National Elite Championship. Do you have anything to say about that?

Xander Payne: Do I have anything to say about that? Sure I have something to say about that. These past two weeks I’ve been thinking of a proposition that I’m making public right now. Drake King needs to die. He truly needs to be killed! That annoying douchebag isn’t mentally stable. You saw what he did to me at Road to Redemption. He attacked me with a steel chair, in the middle of my National Elite Championship match, yet nothing is truly done to punish him. Not letting him on Showdown is supposed to make up for the fact he stuck his nose where it didn’t belong? Give me a break. I feel like EAW wants to make allowances for him due to the fact he has high merchandise sales, and that’s why he’s not being properly dealt with right now. I guess they all see Drake King as the ‘Next Big Thing.’ Yikes. If they don’t do something about it, I WILL! I’ll KILL Drake King if it’s necessary!

(Xander’s face turns red as he starts shouting. )

Xander Payne: Drake King is obsessed with me! He is still butthurt from the last time we faced, which obviously I won because I’m a wrestling god, and boom, out of nowhere he costs me my match. He thinks he’s going to get away with it? NO. That’s not how it works. I don’t care if he got eliminated in his chamber that was won by some dickbag masquerading as an animal. I don’t care if he is going through a mental breakdown. I’m going to take affirmative action, and by taking action, I mean taking Drake King OUT! I’ll do everyone a favor and take him out, because everyone is tired of Drake King RUINING things! That overrated piece of human feces will pay for everything he did to me! He will soon understand what he got himself into and I’ll make it clear for everyone, YOU DON’T FUCK WITH XANDER PAYNE’S BUSINESS!

( Sofia looks a little bit shook as Xander stares in her eyes. )

Xander Payne: I hope that was clear enough. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got better things to go and do.

Sofia Clarke: Thanks… Xander…

(Sofia is still a little surprised by Xander’s anger as the former New Breed Champion leaves and Voltage fades to commercial.)

(Commercial break featuring Drake King doing a karaoke version of My Chemical Romance’s song, ‘I’m Not Okay.’ Stick to your day job, Drake.)

(All goes quiet in the Osaka-jō Hall, and anticipation rises as Voltage returns. The next match scheduled promises to be a good one, but we’re not quite there yet. The arena falls to darkness for a couple of short seconds before a sea of red, white and blue coloring spills over the arena. Blue adorning the crowd, red shining on the ring, and white washing over the stage. It was then that the P.A. system would come to life with the infamous quote from John F. Kennedy.)

“My fellow Americans, ask not what your country could do for you. Ask what you can do for your country.”

(The crowd sat in silence while an image of the American flag flew on the ‘tron. This lasted until the quote was over, before the opening lyrics of Rick Derringer’s “Real American” played out softly. Once the guitar came crashing through, the ‘tron flicked to the prepared video package of Jackson Blayde, and almost immediately – the National Elite Champion appeared out onto the stage. Greeted with boo’s, the ‘Apollo Creed’-like dressed Jackson Blayde stood on the stage, his ring jacket bellowing out from the wind generated by the fan underneath the steel grate, smirking his arrogant smirk. Jazmín Garcia follows him out, also dressed in colors represented by the American flag, holding the championship clutched to her chest.)

Rich Russillio: And here comes the new National Elite champion. He defeated Xander Payne at Road to Redemption, as we all saw in the opening video. But that’s not why this crowd here in Osaka doesn’t like him.

James Peters: No, that would be because on his way to that championship – he absolutely butchered ‘Osaka’s Greatest’ Osamu Arcichida – and we haven’t seen him since. You would have to think, Osamu could potentially still be the champion right here in his hometown if not for Jackson.

(By now Jackson has led his business assistant down the ramp. His cocky smirk never fading. After climbing the stairs he sat on the middle rope and pushed up the top – allowing her to enter first. He followed and quickly mounted the middle rope, staring out into the sea of fans that booed him. He mouthed along to the chorus of the song arrogantly. Jazmín retrieved a microphone and stood waiting for Jackson in the middle of the ring. Climbing down, Jackson stopped in the middle of the ring. The music would come to a stop, and the lights would return to normal.)

Jackson Blayde: Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce you to Blaydemerica, and allow me to introduce you to your new National Elite Champion …… ME. Your fearless leader went into the trenches of war just a few weeks ago and walked out with this coveted championship. Bringing it home to restore honor, credibility and dignity to it.”

(Jackson motioned to the National Elite Championship held by Jazmín, only receiving a louder chorus of boos. He looked a bit perplexed, but it was a faux-emotion. Slowly, a sly smirk stretched across his face.)

Jackson Blayde: Oh. I suppose you all are still a little raw from what happened to the last National Elite Champion, right? The hero. The savior. Japan’s greatest export and Osaka’s favorite son – Osamu Arcichida. I said it before, and I’ll say it again. Osamu did not deserve to hold that championship. Osamu was a let down of a champion, and an even bigger let down in life. Ask his father, or his brother – if you can find them. I hear the whole Arcichida clan is a bunch of cowards.

(If it were tolerated, you could imagine the ring would be filled with garbage hurled at Jackson from the Osaka crowd. Instead the boos intensified and Jackson’s grin grew wider.)

Jackson Blayde: Once you’re so-called ‘Greatest Export’ was met by a real challenger, a real athlete, to step up for the National Elite Championship – he couldn’t pass the test. In fact, I have a little clip here to remind you. So, everyone – turn to the screen and take this in. I implore you..

(Jackson, Jazmín, and eventually everyone turned to face the ‘tron. Footage from the December 9th, 2018 episode of Voltage begins to play.)

(JACKSON IS NOW BASHING OSAMU’S HEAD ON THE RAMP TO A BLOODY PULP THIS MAN IS GONNA GET CTE IF HE DOESN’T STOP! BY THE LOOKS OF IT JACKSON MIGHT HAVE CTE HIMSELF AND THESE ARE THE RESULTS OF IT BECAUSE HE HAS JUST BLACKED OUT!

BUT NOW JACKSON DRAGS OSAMU’S LIFELESS BODY DOWN THE RAMP TOWARDS THE RING, HEAD FIRST. JACKSON PLACES OSAMU’S BACK ON THE STEEL STEPS, HE TAKES SEVERAL STEPS BACK UNTIL HE BACKS ALL THE WAY TO THE OPPOSITE FACING BARRICADE….. AND HE GETS A RUNNING START AS THE RUNNING BOOT CONNECTS ONTO OSAMU’S HEAD ONTO THE STEEL STEPS!

HE PICKS UP OSAMU AND TAKES HIM TO THE TOP ROPE FOR…. THE ROYAL CROWN BREAKER!!!! THE PACKAGE PILEDRIVER CONNECTS OFF OF THE TOP ROPE AND OSAMU IS OFFICIALLY LIFELESS!)

(The cameras cut back to Jackson inside the ring.)

Jackson Blayde: And that is the last time Osamu Arcichida was seen by anyone. I put the man down when he came out to attack me. He took the cowards way and tried to gain the advantage over me but what happened? He got put in his place. He was outmatched just like everyone is when they step up to … America! And because he couldn’t carry his own weight, much less his weight plus the championship, he has been hospitalized. I can guarantee that he will receive proper, and probably better, treatment – should he have the funds to pay for it – in America, so for that .. you are welcome. That means your hero might be able to come home one day, in fine shape. But I can guarantee you that he will never step foot in this country with that championship, because now it’s in the possession of the face of the EAW. It’s in possession of the Prodigy, and the leader of Blaydemerica – Jackson Blayde. And that is a name that you will never forget.

(The boos haven’t stopped, nor have quieted at all. Jackson just shrugged his shoulders, passed the microphone to Jazmín and began to remove his boxer’s jacket. Once that was off, he took the microphone back.)

Jackson Blayde: Figured that was the response I would get from you people. That’s fine, though. I know none of you are intelligent enough to comprehend the level of greatness that’s standing in front of you. So, I’ll let this match be a lesson to you all. Here I stand, ready for this next match. Ready to win… in the name of America. In the name of BLAYDEMERICA!

(Commercial break featuring former EAW bust Carpenter Munrowe eating Sweet Chili Heat Doritos. At least he got an acting job out of it.)

(Voltage fades back in to the ring area.)

Rich Russillio: We have Jackson Blayde already in the ring with the lovely Jazmín outside. I got to say, she looks great with the title on her, doesn’t she?

James Peters: I would suggest keeping your focus on the match. After reliving what Jackson did to Osamu a few weeks ago, I don’t want to experience any of his wrath.

Bella Braxton: The following match is a triple threat match. Already in the ring – from Memphis, Tennessee … Weighing in at 229 pounds, he is the National Elite Champion — JACKSON BLAYDE!

(The chorus of boos ring out again. Jackson arrogantly leans in his corner, resting confidently. Jazmín stands on the outside with the National Elite championship in her hands. The boos lasted a moment, until the sound system played “Just Like It” by Gucci Mane f/ 21 Savage. The crowd in Osaka-Jo Hall turned to the stage when Rankon ripped the curtain to the side and marched out onto the stage.)

Bella Braxton: From Birmingham, Alabama … weighing in at 260 pounds, the Alpha and Omega — RANKON!

(He garnered a mixed reaction from the crowd as he marched down the walk way, occasionally slapping hands with a few of the fans leaning over the barrier. Once he approaches the ring, he effortlessly hops up onto the apron and enters through the ropes. He never takes his eyes off of Jackson, even as he mounts the turnbuckles and taunts the crowd – whom still gives him a mixed reaction. Rankon climbed down as his music died, giving way to “Enemy Strike” by Yuki Hayashi.)

Bella Braxton: And from Melbourne, Australia … weighing in at 208 pounds, The Soldier — MYLES!

(It doesn’t take long after his introduction for Myles to come out of the back, eyes locked on the ring. The Soldier looking to impress tonight, and his sights are firmly on Jackson in the far corner. He moved down the aisle without so much as a second glance to the fans at the barriers. He climbed into the ring and was quickly in battle mode.)

(DING! DING! DING!)

James Peters: And here we go! Myles and Rankon move out of their corners, but Jackson remains in his. Myles and Rankon trading words in the center.. OH! Myles just shoved Rankon, slapping him in the face.

Rich Russillio: That’s a move I would have thought twice about. Myles is giving up fifty plus pounds to Rankon, and if I had to guess – that would be fifty pounds of muscle. And that two hundred and sixty pound fridge known as Rankon comes back with a clothesline! No! Myles ducks underneath. Quick shoot kicks to the leg, putting the big man of this match on a weakened base. Enough for Myles to step back and chop block! Rankon crumbles to his knees..

James Peters: JACKSON BLAYDE OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A STIFF RUNNING KICK DIRECTLY AT RANKON’S FACE! Rankon hits the mat hard and immediately rolls into the corner. I think he’s bleeding, Rich. Maybe Jackson’s boot caught his nose or something? Jesus.

Rich Russillio: Jackson turns around just in time to grab Myles as he stands to his feet and moves him into the corner – almost throwing him. Teeing up and delivering a hard knife edge chop! That echoed through Osaka-Jo Hall, I think. Maybe they heard that in Tokyo even? Jackson rears back, lifting him up again.. Myles moves out of the way, grabbing Jackson and rotating him into the corner and firing back a chop of his own! One! Two! Three chops all in rapid succession. His chest already turning a shade of red as he moved out of the corner.. AND INTO A CLOTHESLINE BY RANKON! HOLY HELL! RANKON EXPLODED OUT OF THE FAR CORNER AND RETURNED THE FAVOR TO JACKSON, ALMOST TAKING HIS HEAD OFF!

James Peters: Myles immediately with a superkick to Rankon, but he’s still on his feet. ANOTHER superkick! He’s teetering. Stepping back then… lunging SUPERKIIICCKKK! I can’t believe it took three superkicks for Myles to put Rankon down, and now he’s on top of him – raining down closed right hands to the big man. Jackson has rolled out of the ring and is standing right next to us with Jazmín.. Talking strategy it looks like?

Rich Russillio: Well while they’re talking strategy, Myles is up again. Rankon blocked a few of those shots, so now Myles is to his feet watching. Rankon rolling up onto his hands and knees.. BASEMENT DROPKICK FROM MYLES AND THEN INSTANTLY INTO A CROSSFACE! MYLES HAS IT LOCKED IN TIGHT AND RANKON IS NOWHERE NEAR THE ROPES!

James Peters: Look at the power of this man, though! He’s powering up to crawl to the ropes. He’s almost got them… just another little bi— JACKSON BLAYDE STOMPS ON RANKON’S HEAD! Then turns and does the same to Myles! Jackson grabs a hold of Rankon, lifting him up and hooking him for a suplex. Lift… NO… BACKBREAKER! JACKSON JUST TOSSED HIM OUT OF THAT SUPLEX AND HITS A DEVASTATING BACKBREAKER! ‘BEALE STREET BACKBREAKER’! That just turned Rankon inside out! Jackson isn’t done though. He’s up, lifting Rankon..

Rich Russillio: MYLES WITH A BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE! Myles watched patiently as Jackson hit that ‘Beale Street Backbreaker’ and picked his time to hit that knee strike. James, I think Rankon is unconscious. That leaves just Myles and Jackson now, and both of them realize that. Look at the way they stare at one another as Myles steps over the fallen body of Rankon. Face to face with Jackson, Myles pointing to the outside and making a claim for the title.

James Peters: RIGHT HAND BY JACKSON! LEFT BY MYLES! THESE TWO ARE TRADING SHOTS BACK AND FORTH! Jackson getting the upper hand, blocking Myles’ strike and landing two of his own back to back. Backing him into the corner, feeding him a stiff forearm. Myles looking worse for wear now, and Jackson backing up to the center of the ring. Charging in, STIFF RUNNING BACK ELBOW! Myles staggers out of the corner and right into the… ‘FRACTURE DDT’! JACKSON PUSHES MYLES ONTO HIS BACK

ONE…
TWO…
THRE——

Rich Russillio: KICKOUT! JUST AS THE REFEREE’S HAND WAS COMING DOWN FOR THE THREE. Jazmín slapping her hand on the mat, she’s not happy with that. She’s claiming that was a slow count.

Jackson Blayde (off-mic to referee): Do your job or I will get an American down here to do it!

James Peters: I don’t know if I heard him right, but Jackson just threatened to have referee Marcus Boothe replaced with a referee from America. Isn’t Marcus American?

Rich Russillio: I don’t know? Anyway. Jackson putting the boots to Myles now, lifting him up and driving him back down with a snap suplex. Rankon has successfully rolled into the corner, at least we know that he’s alive, James.

James Peters: It’s probably for the best that he’s taking a breather. Jackson is punishing Myles right now. Full mount applied, hammer fist blows to the face. Jackson now grabbing Myles’ arm and dragging him to his feet. Onto his shoulders, FIREMANS CARRY.. HE’S GOING TO SPIN HIM OFF LOOKING FOR A TKO… NO! MYLES LANDS ON HIS FEET BEHIND JACKSON.. INVERTED HURRICANRANA! HOLYSHIT! JACKSON’S HEAD WAS JUST SPIKED INTO THE RING MAT. Somehow Jackson immediately pushed up to his feet, but he’s seeing stars right now – on wobbly legs. Myles watching as he staggers… CLOTHESLINE OVER THE TOP ROPE! Jackson Blayde is dumped to the outside of the ring and that leaves Myles to stalk Rankon.

Rich Russillio: Myles grabs Rankon out of the corner, dragging him up to his feet now. That knee strike earlier really rocked him, maybe we should have gotten medical out here to check for a concussion? Myles landing a few kicks to the legs followed by a jumping knee strike! Rankon’s dropped to his knees and Myles bounces off of the ropes.. ANOTHER BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE!

James Peters: RANKON IS DOWN! HIS EYES ROLLED INTO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD. MYLES SAYING IT’S OVER NOW, LIFTING RANKON UP … PUMPHANDLE … LIFT! LOOK AT THE POWER AS HE HOISTS HIM ONTO HIS SHOULDER…. DE FACTOOOOO!!! RANKON JUST GOT BURIED INTO THE MAT.. THAT’S IT, COVER…

ONE…
TWO…
THREE!

James Peters: NO! JACKSON BLAYDE JUST GRABBED MYLES OFF OF THE COVER AND THREW HIM OUT OF THE RING!

Rich Russillio: MYLES CRASHES AGAINST THE BARRIER AND JACKSON SLIDES INTO THE COVER ON RANKON!

ONE..
TWO…
THREE!

Bella Braxton: And your winner.. The National Elite Champion… JACKSON BLAYDE!!

Rich Russillio: Jackson just stole that match! Myles punked Rankon out with the De Facto and was a fraction away from the three count, but Jackson stopped it and got the pinfall for himself.

James Peters: It’s that kind of brilliance that explains why he’s the National Elite champion. I don’t think Myles is going to let him forget this, though.

(Jazmín has entered the ring and has handed the National Elite championship to Jackson, before helping snap it around his waist. Jackson throws his arms up into the air, his hands balled into fists except his right hand – his index finger extended – pointing to the rafters.)

Rich Russillio: What is this… confetti falling from the ceiling? This is a bit much..

James Peters: Red, white and blue confetti. Perfect ending for this match, if you ask me!

(The Japanese crowd is not impressed.)

(Commercial break for condoms featuring Eric Crane and Jason Ryan. Always, always use protection.)

(Following that wonderful commercial break, Voltage returns to the ringside area. Bella Braxton has the biggest smile on her face. In fact, she looks a little flustered.)

Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… please welcome to Voltage… THE EAW OPENWEIGHT CHAMPION… T…. L… A!!!!!

(Bella basically swoons as Tupac’s ‘Ambitionz of a Rydah’ begins to play. The crowd erupts as TLA saunters out onto the stage with two pieces of Asian poon on his arms who may or may not bear striking resemblance to the Goto sisters. He also has the EAW Openweight Championship strapped securely around his waist.)

Rich Russillio: Such a treat for REVOLT legend TLA to be with us tonight on Voltage. His match against Consuela Rose Ava at Road to Redemption was the first successful defense of the Openweight Championship in quite some time.

James Peters: It definitely was. Now of course I’m biased towards Voltage and I want to see that title come back here, but TLA could very well be the first person since Cameron Ella Ava to defend it successfully against all brands and cash it in.

(TLA slaps his Asians on the butt and slips into the ring, giving Bella Braxton an appreciative smile. Bella blushes furiously at the man she secretly wants to call ‘papi’ and shyly hands TLA the microphone. TLA waits for his music to fade out before speaking.)

TLA: Hola Japan!

(The Japanese crowd erupts.)

TLA: Now, I aint out here to give some long drawn out speech. Your boy is here to basically keep this ball rolling on Openweight Championship defenses. King of Elite is right around the corner and as a strong, independent Latino man walking into this building with a cac running around talking about Blaydemerica, I want to issue a little open challenge for my Openweight Championship. I know Voltage got some tough hombres on it. I seen the chamber. I like how these homies roll. Lets do the damn thing at King of Elite. I aint got a preference on who steps up the plate. We all championship worthy in my eyes, and I just wanna have the best match of the night. So whoever wants to come out and accept my offer, lets just go ahead and make this official.

(It only takes a few seconds for someone’s theme music to hit. ‘If I Had A Heart’ by Fever Ray begins playing over the PA system and the Prince of Phenomenal walks out onto the stage with a microphone in hand. A huge grin crosses TLA’s face.)

Prince of Phenomenal: So you want a legitimate challenge for the Openweight Championship?

TLA: Si. Why wouldn’t I? I’m a fightin’ champ, breh.

Prince of Phenomenal: Well how about this, then. I accept your challenge, TLA. I came up short in my quest for the World Heavyweight Championship because once again, MarrKade felt the need to screw with me. But I’ve been here long enough to know that when one door closes, another one opens. I have been busting my ass all season long to show the world that the Prince of Phenomenal still has what it takes. I want another world championship reign and what better way to keep working towards that goal than by facing and defeating you for that Openweight Championship?

(TLA is about to reply when suddenly ‘Blackout’ by Company Flow begins to play. A rather annoyed look crosses POP’s face, but TLA just looks amused by the situation. Lethal Consequences steps out from the curtain, microphone in hand, and looks over at POP.)

Lethal Consequences (shaking his head): Dude, you were the first person eliminated back at Road to Redemption. What on Earth makes you think that you should be the one going to King of Elite to face TLA?

Prince of Phenomenal: The only reason I was eliminated is because those dysfunctional brats double teamed me. Besides, I’m accepting an OPEN challenge. TLA posed the challenge to absolutely everyone in the back and here I am. I’m stepping up.

Lethal Consequences: Well in that case.. TLA, I also accept your challenge for the Openweight Championship at King of Elite.

Prince of Phenomenal: Are you serious right now?

Lethal Consequences: Take a good look at my face, Justin. I’m dead serious.

TLA: I mean, I aint got a preference. We can all fight for this title as far as I’m concerned.

???: Wait, wait wait…

(Matt Daniels appears on stage and he steps between LC and POP.)

Matt Daniels: You two have had your issues in recent weeks and maybe it’s time to finally just nip this in the bud and let you two truly fight it out. Both of you were nothing short of impressive inside the elimination chamber, and honestly both of you are deserving of a shot at the Openweight Championship. So lets just go ahead and set this up for next week. Lethal Consequences versus the Prince of Phenomenal, and the winner will go to King of Elite to face TLA for the Openweight Championship.

Prince of Phenomenal: Fine.

Lethal Consequences: Fine.

TLA: Fine.

(The three men on stage turn and look at TLA. He smiles and shrugs.)

Rich Russillio: Well looks like next week we are going to get one hell of a match between LC and POP! I can’t wait for that!

James Peters: Absolutely. No matter who wins next week, TLA is going to have his hands full at King of Elite!

(The scene cuts from a stare down between the Prince of Phenomenal and Lethal Consequences to Sofia Clarke, who is backstage with a special guest.)

Sofia Clarke: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, the EAW World Heavyweight Champion, Rex McAllister!

(The camera zooms out just a bit and now focuses on both Rex and Sofia.)

Sofia Clarke: Rex, thank you for joining me tonight.

Rex McAllister: Of course.

Sofia Clarke: By now everyone has seen the Extreme Elimination Chamber and the absolute hell yourself and your fellow Elitists went through for the World Heavyweight Championship. You began the match with Impact and ultimately ended up pinning him at the very end to retain your championship. What does it mean to you to survive that match and still be World Heavyweight Champion?

(Rex looks thoughtfully at the championship that rests on his shoulder and gives it a pat.)

Rex McAllister: The Extreme Elimination Chamber was a career defining match for me. There’s no other way to really look at it. I knew going into Road to Redemption that this would be the toughest fight of my life. I had five other men practically coming for my head, and I knew that if I wanted to keep this championship, I was going to have to dig deep and find a way to survive. My performance that night spoke for itself. I endured the absolute brutality dished out to me by my fellow competitors and still managed to make sure I left my own mark on each and every one of them. I think it’s fair to say that I truly am deserving of this championship and I hope to continue to defend it and elevate it to new heights here in 2019.

Sofia Clarke: So with that in mind, what’s next for you? Or should I say, who’s next?

(A slow smile creeps across Rex’s face.)

Rex McAllister: That’s probably the easiest question I’ve ever had to answer, Sofia. At the conclusion of the Extreme Elimination Chamber, after myself and five other men went through absolute Hell, a certain Cash in the Vault winner’s music hit. Honestly, I don’t even remember exactly what crossed my mind in that moment, but I remember sitting up and looking towards the ramp. I was waiting. I knew it was a possibility all week long that Noah Reigner would seize the moment and try to make a name for himself. We’ve seen it happen countless times here in EAW at the end of these chamber matches. I don’t know what would have happened if Noah had been able to follow through on what he set out to do. I certainly would have dug deep within myself to find yet another gear. But unfortunately for Noah, his plan was foiled. Perhaps it was karma. Who knows? But the fact is, Noah wanted a shot at my World Heavyweight Championship. He wanted to cash in on me, and the situation I was in, and obviously that’s something I take exception too. I don’t know how many times I have to say that I’m a fighting champion. I take on any and all challenges. If Noah wanted my attention and a shot at my championship, all he needed to do was step up and say that. So what’s next for, Rex?

(Rex’s smile changes to a smirk.)

Rex McAllister: I’ve already spoken to Matt Daniels and next week’s main event is going to be Rex McAllister versus Noah Reigner. And yes, it will be for the World Heavyweight Championship.

(Sofia looks a little startled.)

Sofia Clarke: Ohmygod…

(Rex gives her a wink and looks into the camera.)

Rex McAllister: See you soon, Noah.

(Commercial break featuring the EAW World Champion Ahren Fournier doing GOAT yoga. Well, goat yoga with real goats. Because has there ever been anything more appropriate in this world?)

(When Voltage returns, ‘If Ya Smell’ by Adam Massacre starts playing as The Woogieman walks down the ramp to the ring.)

Bella Braxton: Making his way to the ring.. From, Jacksonville, Florida… Weighing in, at 260 pounds… THEEE WOOOOOGGGIIEEEEMAAANNNN!!!!!!!

James Peters: The Woogieman is as focused as ever here tonight as he aims to beat El Landerson not once, but twice in this two out of three falls match, for the Big Bhris Bhampionship.

Rich Russillio: Woogie has a hundred pounds on him, if he makes up for his previous mistakes, Woogie may very well beat Landerson this time around.

(‘Here comes the boom’ by DMX ft Sean Paul and Alexa Vegas plays as El Landerson runs out to the stage. He gives fans high fives as he’s announced on his way to the ring.)

Bella Braxton: And his opponent.. From, San Jose, California… Weighing in, at 160 pounds… He is, the Big Bhris Bhampion, ELLLLL LAAAANNNDDDERRRESOOONNNNN!!!!!!

James Peters: El Landerson, won this title back when the two clashed months ago. They put on such a great match, and it looks like they very well could do the same tonight, more than once.

Rich Russillio: You’re right, and this time we’ll be here to commentate the whole thing!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

James Peters: The match is now underway as the Woogieman attempts to engage in a collar and elbow tie up, but El Landerson uses his size to roll under him, and grab him from behind. Woogie though, sends him over his shoulder with a hip toss, and now they lock up, before Woogie overpowers him into the corner. Woogie attempts to hold him there to the count of five but Landerson hits multiple shoot kicks to the legs, forcing Woogie to release him while holding his leg. Landerson goes to the second rope now, and he jumps but Woogie catches him! Woogie carries him close to the ropes but Landerson pulls himself onto the apron. Landerson hits a forearm pushing Woogie back before hitting a springboard plancha! Woogie gets to his feet and Landerson charges right at him with a Hurricanrana, but the strength of Woogie! Holding Landerson, and Woogie now attempts to throw him out of the ring, but Landerson is trying to take Woogie with him! And now both men drop outside of the ring! The two men now brawling on the outside but Landerson jumps onto the barricade before hitting a second plancha! Landerson rolls Woogie into the ring now before going to the top rope once again. FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH-, BUT WOOGIEMAN GETS THE KNEES UP!!! WOOGIE ROLLING LANDERSON UP NOW!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
T-

Rich Russillio: Landerson kicks out but he’s in pain now, after landing right on top of Woogie’s knees. Woogieman now with an Angle Slam! Probably the easiest one he’s ever had to do, and now he goes for a second cover!

ONE!
TWO!!-

Rich Russillio: Another kickout by Landerson! And Woogie now, setting up for The People’s Elbow! He runs towards the ropes but Landerson gets out of the way as he attempts the Elbow drop! Woogie gets to his feet now as Landerson backs up. Woogieman runs towards Landerson but Landerson hits a drop toe hold landing Landerson into the second rope. Landerson, running back into the opposite ropes, AND NOW HE GOES FOR THE TIGER FEINT KICK, But Woogie slides out of the ring. Landerson runs back once again though, AND THIS TIME HITS A BASEBALL SLIDE DROPKICK ON WOOGIEMAN!! Landerson with a beautiful baseball slide and now he’s bringing Woogie back into the ring, but Woogie is trying to roll to the other side, but Landerson catches him with a springboard body splash! The cover now by Landerson!

ONE!
TWO!!
TH-

James Peters: Kickout by Woogie! Landerson now, hitting multiple forearms, before irish whipping Woogie, sending him into the corner. Landerson runs in hitting a huge jumping Clothesline before backing up. Landerson runs in, hits a second Clothesline, but Woogie hasn’t fallen! Landerson, kicking the legs of Woogie, before backing up one more time! He runs in- THE BOTTOM!!!! WOOGIE HITS THE BOTTOM!!! HE RAN RIGHT INTO IT!!! WOOGIE COVERS HIM TO GET HIS FIRST FALL!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

Bella Braxton: The Woogieman has scored the first fall!

Rich Russillio: Wow, what a counter by the Woogieman! And now Woogie looks like he’s going to try and put this away two to none, because he’s once again going for the People’s Elbow! Woogie about to hit it, he turns around BUT LANDERSON MANAGES TO TURN IT INTO A ROLL UP!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!-

James Peters: Woogie kicks out and immediately hits a boot to Landersons face! Woogieman has gotten back into this match in a tremendous way, and he’s not done yet! Stomping Landerson out, just as Landerson is trying to get to the corner. Woogieman pulls Landerson back now and is going for the Sharpshooter, but Landerson is able to kick the leg out from underneath him! Landerson crawling his way to underneath the ropes now, and now Woogieman gets back to his feet, and is now trying to once again stomp a hole into Landerson! Landerson managing to get out of the ring, and is resting against the apron. Woogieman, following out of the ring BUT LANDERSON SWEEPS HIS LEG!! Woogieman sent off the apron by Landerson, and now The Bit- Luchador throws Woogie face first into the ring post! Landerson follows it up by slamming his head on the apron, before rolling Woogie back into the ring! Woogie though rolls right back outside on the opposite side of the ring. Landerson slides back in, and immediately runs towards Woogie and attempts a second Baseball slide, BUT WOOGIE CATCHES HIS LEGS, AND SWINGS HIM INTO THE BARRICADE!!! Woogie still holding on, AND SLINGSHOTS LANDERSON INTO THE RINGPOST!!!!

Rich Russillio: Woogieman pulls himself onto the ring apron to restart the count, and drags Landerson with him. Woogie, holding him in position for a DDT! But Landerson fighting back with punches to the gut, before pushing Woogieman into the post! Woogie crawls his way into the ring but Landerson slowly follows, stomping on Woogie. Landerson stomps him out, leaving Woogie in the corner. Woogie eventually gets to his feet, JUST TO BE HIT WITH THE STINGER SPLASH!!! Landerson goes out onto the apron, HURRICANRAN- OH MY GOD!!!! WOOGIEMAN WITH A POWERBOMB ON LANDERSON, AND BOTH MEN ARE OUT!!! Woogieman, backing his way up to the corner, using the turnbuckles to pull himself onto his feet. Woogieman, urging for Landerson to get to his feet, and he has a focused look in his eye! Landerson using the opposite turnbuckles to get to his feet, before slowly turning around to Woogie. SPEAR- NO, LANDERSON GETS OUT OF THE WAY, SENDING WOOGIE SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!!

James Peters: What’s this? Landerson going out on the apron now, AND HITS A TIGER FEINT KICK, FROM OUT ON THE APRON!!! IT CONNECTS, BUT WOOGIE FALLS THROUGH THE ROPES!! There goes Landerson’s moment, but even then it’d still be only tied! Landerson still needs to somehow get two pinfalls or submissions over Woogie! Landerson, can’t believe what just happened but now he’s climbing up to the top rope! Landerson, turning his back to Woogie, perhaps looking for a Moonsault, BUT WOOGIEMAN PUSHES LANDERSON OFF THE TURNBUCKLE!!! Woogie, somehow having the strength to send Landerson crashing outside the ring, and now he pulls himself inside, meanwhile the referee is counting after checking on Landerson!

Referee: One!.. Two!.. Three!.. Four!..

Rich Russillio: Landerson though, just barely moving!

Referee: Six!.. Seven!.. Eight!.. Nine!.. T-

Rich Russillio: AND LANDERSON MAKES IT BACK INTO THE RING!!! Somehow Landerson did it, just before the tem count he made it, and Woogie can’t believe it! Woogie pulls himself up using the ropes, and immediately goes towards Landerson, picking him up and just throwing him into the corner! Woogieman now, sending Landerson into the ropes, and HITS HIM WITH A SPEAR AS HE BOUNCES OFF!!! Woogieman though, not going for the cover, and that’s a questionable choice, but instead HE GOES FOR THE SHARPSHOOTER!!! THE SHARPSHOOTER IS LOCKED IN ON LANDERSON, BUT LANDERSON IS CLOSE TO THE ROPES, HE’S RIGHT THERE!!! HE JUST NEEDS TO REACH FOR IT!! LANDERSON TRIES, BUT NO!! WOOGIE DRAGS HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING!! BUT LANDERSON, ABLE TO KICK WOOGIEMAN OFF OF HIM THIS TIME!! Woogie now, backs up into the ropes, and Landerson charges right at him, BUT WOOGIE STOPS HIM RIGHT IN HIS TRACKS WITH A GUT KICK!!! Landerson is hurt! Woogie now, setting up for another Powerbomb, but Landerson, hitting forearms to Woogie while being held up, AND LANDERSON WITH A HURRICANRANA, INTO A PIN!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

Bella Braxton: El Landerson has scored the second fall!

James Peters: LANDERSON GOT HIM!!! WOOGIE CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!! Landerson now backing into the corner and Woogie is furious! Woogie charges towards Landerson but once again he’s sent into the turnbuckles, this time following it up with kicks to the left leg. Woogieman is seated in the corner meanwhile Landerson backs up, and pumps up the crowd! He runs in, BRONCO BUSTER!!! BUT WAIT, WOOGIEMAN IS HOLDING ON TO LANDERSON!!! Woogie, slowly getting to his feet while holding Landerson, AND HE DROPS HIM WITH A SIT OUT POWERBOMB THIS TIME!!! HE GOES FOR THE PIN TO WIN IT ALL!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!-

James Peters: LANDERSON KICKS OUT!!! HE KICKS OUT!!!

Rich Russillio: I can’t believe it! Woogie almost winning the Big Bhris Bhampionship, but no, this match is still underway!

James Peters: Woogie now getting to his feet, and pulls Landerson into the center of the ring. Woogie, not even bothering running the ropes and immediately attempts the elbow to no avail as Landerson rolls to the apron! Woogie gets to his feet but he’s immediately dropped with a springboard facebuster before Landerson goes right up to the second rope! Woogie, slowly getting to his feet, and Landerson with a Hurricanrana sending Woogie onto the second rope! It’s time! Landerson runs to the opposite ropes, and now- WOW!!! WHAT A CLOTHESLINE BY THE WOOGIEMAN!!! Woogie just took Landerson’s head off and now it looks like we might be seeing a reminder of their last clash for the title, as Woogie now places Landerson on the second rope! Woogie now, playing to the crowd and this might not be a good idea, as Woogie runs back to the ropes just for Landerson to take him out! Landerson taking time to catch his breath instead of staying on the offensive though, and that’s going to cost him!

Rich Russillio: You’re right, as Woogie tries to get back into the ring, but now Landerson strikes, and is just hitting a bunch of clubbing blows to try and taken down Woogie! Both men back up into opposite corners now, and each try to regain their composure, and you can just tell how much they’ve taken out of each other! The two charge at each other now and Landerson is able to hit a headscissors into the second rope, once again going for the Tiger Feint, he runs the ropes, AND RUNS RIGHT INTO WOOGIE!!! THE BOTTO- NO, LANDERSON WITH A JUMPING FLATLINER!! LANDERSON GOES FOR A COVER NOW TO RETAIN HIS TITLE!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE-

James Peters: WOOGIE IS STILL IN IT!!! It’s not over yet, but what a unique counter by Landerson! Landerson going up to the top rope now, but Woogie is able to stop him by going up as well, and it looks like he’s going for a Superplex! Landerson, hitting strike after strike into Woogie’s midsection but he won’t let go! Landerson though, slips under Woogie and sweeps his leg, sending him face first onto the turnbuckle! Landerson now wraps Woogie’s leg around the rope and is just pulling it, trying to wear it down even more! He let’s go at the count of four but he kicks the leg one more time before stomping him out! The referee separates the two and Landerson now backs up to the opposite corner. Landerson runs in, AND WOOGIE SENDS HIM OVER THE ROPES!!! LANDERSON WAS JUST THROWN OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING!! The referee starts the count but Woogieman goes to the top rope!

Referee: Two!.. Three!..

Rich Russillio: DIVING ELBOW DROP BY WOOGIEMAN MISSES!!! LANDERSON BARELY MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AND WOOGIE CRASHES!!! Landerson now, rolling back into the ring, meanwhile we’re at a count of six!

Referee: Seven!.. Eight!.. Nine!

Rich Russillio: Landerson rolls back out of the ring, restarting the count, as he doesn’t want to end the match this way! Landerson, rolls Woogie back into the ring before going to the top rope. Woogie runs and sweeps his leg out though, but Woogie, is going out on the apron! What’s he thinking?

James Peters: Woogie climbing the turnbuckles from the apron, and he put Landerson’s arm on his shoulder. You can’t do this Woogie! No way! No, no, THE BOTTOM TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING!!! FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!!

Referee: One!.. Two!.. Three!..

James Peters: Both of these men wanted the title, but now neither of them are able to capitalize, or even get to their feet!

Referee: Six!.. Seven!.. Eight!..

Rich Russillio: It looks like that’s it, they can’t make it.

Referee: TEN!!!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Bella Braxton: This match has resulted in a draw, which means.. AND STILL, THE BIG BHRIS BHAMPION, ELLLLLL LAAANNNDDDEERRRSOOONNNN!!!!

(‘Here comes the boom’ by DMX ft Sean Paul and Alexa Vegas plays as Referee’s help Landerson to his feet, and hand him the Big Bhris Bhampionship.)

James Peters: What a match, but neither man in the end were able to beat the other twice, but still the Bhampion, El Landerson.

Rich Russillio: The Woogieman disappointed, as he came so close to winning so many times throughout this match, but in the end like you said, El Landerson is still leaving tonight with the title around his waist.

James Peters: What a night here on Voltage.

Rich Russillio: A hell of a way to start off 2019.

James Peters: We will see you all next week!

(EAW logo buzzes.)

Showdown 1/5/2019

Most Valuable Elitist #165