Anna C. Flowers
(Voltage intro video plays featuring the song “33rd Blakk Glass” by SosMula & ZillaKami, and we open up to the the Aloha Stadium in Honolulu, Hawaii with MASSIVE gold and white pyro firing off from the stage, the titantron, the turnbuckles, and an incredible spectacle of lights prompting the capacity crowd to give every ounce of energy behind their applause. The camera transitions over to Kawajai and Nick Angel at the commentary booth.)
Kawajai: ALOHA! And welcome to Sunday Night Voltage!!!!!! If you can’t tell we are live from Honolulu, Hawaii where ALL four brands have brought the action to the Aloha Stadium thus far, it’s only right Voltage anchors and brings it home!
Nick Angel: Not only are we bringing it home, but word on the streets is tonight so many different EAW talent is backstage looking to get a piece of that Wicked Games action I just don’t know who to expect to show up, personally I just can’t wai-
(“Can I Live” by Jay-Z suddenly comes through the speakers and Impact appears on the stage through the smoke circulating around the arena from the earlier pyro. Impact looks determined and is carrying a microphone in his hand. He slowly walks up the ring steps and takes a long look at the audience before entering the ring.)
Impact: This godforsaken place has born a lot of tragedies, but this crowd and that reaction has to be top tier. Tonight, I’m here to do two things. Number one, I’m here to make it clear who is going to be making history as an eight-time world champion – as if it were in question – and two, I’m here to show POP why he’s the has-been, rickety-boned, clinging onto the past joke of EAW. There aren’t many things that can give me a good laugh, but watching POP try and play like he’s part of the ‘new generation’ has to be one of the funniest damned things I’ve ever seen. POP might be an overrated has-been, but even I didn’t consider him as low on in the threshold as Malcolm Jones. Enough about that troglodyte, he’ll be put in check a little bit later tonight. Right now, I want to address the elephant in the room. Rex, you limped-dick pathetic excuse for a champion, come out here and get your lip split. I’ve been hanging back, eating what’s been offered on the table, taking out the names that have been slipped under the table. This ain’t rocket science, but some of these guys sure try and make it seem that way. That’s because they lack the talent and the fortitude to do it without all that bluster and bullshit. Rex, that defines you to the T. I think everyone knows that you’re not a World Champion who is going to be remembered. Not like me. Your single reign will be a little blimp compared to the legacy I’ve put together. Rex who? Rex what? … Come on, boy, I want to measure exactly how I’m going to strip you of that title.
(“Pray For Em” by Meek Mill plays and the crowd pops for Malcolm Jones as he appears on the entrance ramp with his newly won Interwire Championship. Impact looks furious at his interruption.)
Nick Angel: That’s not Rex McAllister!
Kawajai: Another confrontation between Malcolm Jones and Impact on Voltage and this time it appears Malcolm Jones has something to say about Imp’s past statements the last couple of weeks.
Malcolm Jones: Ight so boom, it’s about time someone put an end to this propaganda. You’ve been doin’ a lot of poppin off over the past few weeks but I notice you aint been doing nothing but running ya mouth, ironically with my dick in it. Ever since you came to Voltage, what have you done? Talk about me. You came out here last week and it boiled down to you talkin’ about me. You come out here tonight and you mention Malcolm Jones again. I know you been obsessed with me, b, but I think everyone agrees it’s time you hop off my dick and find a new ride. I might be the hottest thing running in this company, but that ain’t mean you gotta be Malcolm Jones this, Malcolm Jones that, Malcolm Jones scares the hell outta you and I think all these people know that’s a fact.
Impact: I don’t know if you’re deaf, blind, or just dumb but I know for a fact you weren’t listening back there. Get your ears checked, I wasn’t asking for you, I was asking for the WORLD Champion – the only caliber I’m interested in and the only caliber that’s on the same level as me. The fact that you’ve trotted down here as if you are relevant enough to try and create some kind of “beef” between us is hilarious. I said POP has the self-awareness of a gnat, but it seems like you’re the one who needs to take a long look in the mirror. I’m way outta your league, B.
Malcolm Jones: That’s funny, real funny, because I haven’t been mentioning your name. I haven’t been talkin’ about Impact. Because I frankly don’t give a god damned about you. But if there’s one thing I’ve made crystal clear it’s that I don’t accept disrespect without there being a consequence. Anyone who wants to have my name in their mouth better be ready to face the fallout. I just wanted to know if you were the man you said you were and are ready to face that fallout. Cause I don’t come unprepared, I thought you’d be smart to that. I thought you’d know I am always ready to deal out what’s comin to fuckboys like you. People who talk a lot but always need their butt-buddies to back ‘em up. What about right now, right here?
(Malcolm drops his title and rolls up the sleeves of his shirt. Impact laughs it off, leaning back on the turnbuckle smirking at the audience who were getting hyped from the suggestion of a fight between the two.)
Impact: Business is done on my terms. That’s the way it works in this company, another symptom of your idiocy might be not understanding that as a fact. It seems like every time I hear you talk you’re acting like you’re brand new. This isn’t a debate. Nobody here is questioning which one of us is better or if I could pound you into this mat right now if I desired. You’re the only delusional one in Honolulu or the country who is putting that thought into the universe. But it isn’t right now. I ain’t gonna jeopardize the amount of punishment POP is gonna receive tonight. If you want a fight with met, earn it. The only people who step between these ropes with me are those who are lucky enough to have me want to do it. Sorry ‘bout your luck, but you aren’t there yet. Frankly, I ain’t sure you’ll ever be there. Until that happens, take your James Brown ass and learn some new material.
(Impact drops his microphone and slides out of the ring as his music plays. Malcolm Jones looks on from the ring as he leans on the ropes.)
Kawajai: I have a feeling this isn’t the last time we’re going to be seeing these two face off in the ring, Nick. Right after this we’ll see El Landerson in action against VIP with Woogieman at ringside. Stay with us!
(Commercial Break)
(Voltage comes back on air as Bella Braxton is seen standing in the middle of the ring)
[VIP DEFEATS LANDERSON TBP ASAP]
(Xander Payne is seen making his way backstage until he abruptly stops walking, the camera zooms out as it shows Charlie Marr standing right in front of him stopping him in his tracks)
Charlie: I’ll wait.
Xander: For?..
Charlie: Are you kidding me? I shouldn’t have to explain what I’m waiting for, but if you must. I demand an apology for the bullshit you pulled last week involving yourself into something you had nothing to do with and in the process running into me.
Xander: Ha. Get the hell out of my face.
(Xander tries to walk around Charlie but Charlie steps in front of him)
Charlie: You think this is some kind of joke? Do you know who I am?
Xander: Yeah. The lesser of MarrKade. Doesn’t Daryl need his back massaged or something? Go make yourself useful.
Charlie: You just got yourself into an even bigger pile of shit than you were in before. I’ll be seeing you really soon, promised.
(Charlie walks off as Xander looks on unbothered and continues about his business)
(‘Blackout’ by Company Flow begins to play as the crowd erupts with boos. Lethal Consequences emerges onto the stage. He expresses a look of confidence as he makes his way to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is a singles match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Oakland, California, weighing 230 pounds… LETTTHHALLL CONNSSEQQQUEEENNCESSSS!
(“Still Unbroken” Lynyrd Skynyrd begins to play as the crowd shifts from boos to an eruption of cheers. Rex McAllister emerges onto the stage with the World Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder. He then makes his way to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent, from Sea Isle, New Jersey, weighing 238 pounds…. HE IS THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… REXXX MMCCAAALLIISSSTERRRR!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Nick Angel: What a match up we have right here. The Hall of Famer, Lethal Consequences is taking on the World Heavyweight Champion, Rex McAllister. Both me evaluate one another and LC is aggressive right out of the gate. He catches Rex with multiple right hands but Rex finally catches one. He throws LC’s fist down and delivers a punch of his own. Rex now irish whips LC as LC bounces off of the ropes and comes back towards him. A CLOTHESLINE BY REX AS HE DROPS LETHAL CONSEQUENCES! Rex now stands over LC as he’s down and delivers a standing moonsault!
Kawajai: Rex stands up as LC takes the force of that moonsault. Rex waits as LC returns to his feet. LC is up and Rex pulls him as he delivers an elbow smah. REX FOLLOWS UP WITH TWO MORE FOR THREE CONSECUTIVE ELBOW SMASHES! REX NOW CATCHES THE GROGGY LC AND PULLS HIM UP! TILT-A-WHIRL BACK BREAKER! Rex now stands up and throws down Lethal Consequences! Rex now circles him and delivers a stomp right to his chest! LC CATCHES HIM BY THE FOOT! LC NOW MAKES HIS WAY TO HIS FEET WITH REX’S FOOT CAUGHT! HE PULLS HIM IN AND CATCHES HIM… SPINE BUSTER! HE DROPS REX RIGHT ON HIS SPINE!
Nick Angel: Rex goes down after a great reversal by LC. LC now goes to stand over Rex and throws a barrage of punches down on his face! The referee is yelling at him to cut it out as he finally does so. Rex is beginning to pull himself to his feet as LC approaches him. EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! IT ROCKS REX MCALLISTER! Rex is staggered and LC takes advantage as he grabs Rex and executes an inverted back breaker! Rex goes down again as LC is calculating every move he makes to keep Rex subdued! He pulls Rex up and leads him to the corner where he proceeds to slam him face first into the turnbuckle! REX NOW FIGHTS BACK WITH AN ELBOW RIGHT TO THE GUT!
Kawajai: LC IS STUNNED MOMENTARILY AND RESPONDS BY SLAMMING REX DOWN ONTO THE TURNBUCKLE AGAIN! HE GRABS REX AND FORCES HIM INTO THE CORNER.. LC STANDS BACK AND CHARGES! A RUNNING DROP KICK CONNECTS AS HE RUNS DIRECTLY INTO REX! Rex stumbles after that hit and LC pushes him right back into the corner where delivers a knife edge chop! Rex responds with a right punch! HE THROWS SEVERAL IN SUCCESSION AND CREATES SEPARATION BETWEEN HIM AND LC! Rex exits the corner as LC stumbles back. LC regains himself and goes back towards Rex… BICYCLE KICK! REX CATCHES LC WITH A BICYCLE KICK AND THE CHAMPION QUICKLY MAKES THE COVER!
ONEEE! TWOOOOOO!
Nick Angel: Lethal Consequences isn’t done as he manages to kick out. That Bicycle kick connected perfectly. Rex pulls up LC and picks up the Hall of Famer… HE CONNECTS WITH A SPINNING SIDE SLAM! LC goes down again! Rex sits up LC and drives his knee into his spine! He now delivers several blows to his chest from behind him. He picks him up from behind and quickly applies a lock around his waist… HE THROWS LC DOWN FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX! Rex makes his way to LC. He begins to pull him up… AND LC CATCHES HIM WITH A EUROPEAN UPPER CUT! REX STUMBLES BACKWARDS AS LC GETS TO HIS FEET. HE NOW CHARGES AT REX… AND REX COUNTERS WITH A FIREMAN’S CARRY DRIVER! LC GOES DOWN ONCE MORE!
Kawajai: LC is slow to get up but Rex waits patiently. REX NOW COMES OFF THE ROPES AND HE GRABS LC FOR THE REX EFFECT! BUT LC MANAGES TO FORCE OFF OF HIM! LC COUNTERS REX… NOW HE GETS REX AND CONNECTS WITH ROWS PEDAL! THE SWINGING REVERSE STO HITS AND LC COVERS REX! WHAT A WIN THIS WOULD BE!
ONEEEEEEEEE! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Kawajai: A KICK OUT BY REX! LC gets up in anger. He really wanted that to put an end to this match. But he must go forward if he hopes to beat Rex McAllister. LC pulls Rex up to his feet. LC SETS IT UP AND GOES FOR THE ACID REIGN! NO! REX PUSHES LC OFF OF HIM, PREVENTING THE DIAMOND CUTTER FROM CONNECTING! REX NOW ATTEMPTS A RUNNING ENZUIGIRI! IT’S NOT GOOD AS LC SIDE STEPS IT! REX RECOVERS BUT IT MEANT WITH A STEP UP ENZUIGIRI BY LC! REX GOES DOWN AS LC SUCCESSFULLY CONNECTS WITH IT!
Nick Angel: What a counter by LC! He now pulls up Rex and knees him right in the midsection! Rex instantly responds with an elbow smash! Both men stumble backwards from one another! WAIT! WHO IS THAT COMING DOWN THE RAMP?! IT’S VIP! HE COMES DOWN TO THE RING AND GRABS LC BY HIS FOOT! HE NOW YANKS HIM DOWN AND PULLS HIM OUT OF THE RING! THE REFEREE IS CALLING FOR THE BELL AS VIP JUST CAUGHT LC BY SURPRISE!
Kawajai: VIP NOW THROWS SEVERAL PUNCHES AT LC! LC ATTACKED HIS MAN LAST WEEK AND THIS IS NO DOUBT REVENGE BY VIP! LC RETREATS UP THE RAMP AS VIP COMES AT HIM AGAIN! LC THROWS SEVERAL PUNCHES OF HIS OWN TO ROCK VIP! BOTH MEN ARE ON THE STAGE AS THEY CONTINUE TO EXCHANGE BLOWS! VIP DELIVERS AN ELBOW TO LC! LC RESPONDS WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! THEY NOW HEAD BACK STAGE AS THEY SEEMINGLY CONTINUE TO BRAWL! THE MATCH IS OVER!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Nick Angel: Rex McAllister was just left all alone in the ring as he’s confused at to what just happened. He’s disappointed with how this match ended. LOOK! WHAT NOW?! SOMEBODY JUST HOPPED THE BARRICADE AND NOW THEY’RE SLIDING INTO THE RING! IT’S THE HEART BREAK BOY! WHAT’S HE DOING HERE?! REX DOESN’T REALIZE THIS AS HE TURNS AROUND… GOLD PRINT! THE SUPER KICK TO THE JAW OF REX! HBB JUST CAME OUT OF NOWHERE AND TAKES OUT THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!
Kawajai: First VIP attacks LC and they fight until as they go back stage. Then HBB comes up and takes out the World Heavyweight Champion. What a turn of events this match took.
(Commercial Break)
(We cut backstage, where we find Daryl Kinkade seated in the locker room area with this National Elite Championship belt laid across his waist, and his Unified Tag Team belt behind him in his cubby. He whistles to himself as he takes a linen cloth in hand and begins to shine the National Elite Championship, pausing to get a glimpse of his reflection in the championship gold.)
???: Ahhh, there he is! Been lookin’ for you.
(Charlie Marr enters the frame, smiling and arms open wide. He wears his Unified Tag Team title around his waist. Daryl looks up from his now spotless title and extends his arm for a fist bump. Charlie relaxes his arms and reciprocates the bump. Charlie rests a hand on the belt around his waist.)
Charlie: First title defense down. And we fucking smashed it. Thought you’d might want to grab a pint later to continue our celebration!
Daryl: Sounds good, brother. It sure feels nice to be on top. (Daryl takes the title off of his lap and throws it over his shoulder, standing in the same motion.) I can’t wait to get back out there, stir things up some more, and let everyone know that MarrKade is here to stay.
(Charlie chuckles) Charlie: See, I can’t be arsed to deal with Wilson and McCormick. They’re nothing compared to us. We’ve got a lot more important ventures to worry about — you, especially. You know, you’re a good bloke, Daryl. I’d really hate to see anyone get the best of you again.
Daryl: “Again?” What do you mean?
Charlie: Oh, you know. You’ve got that weeaboo bloke running around, chasing after you and your title. And I saw what he did to you last week. He nearly had you with the ringbell. Lucky that you were quick enough for him, but it was close, Daryl. See, if that were my title and Osamu were my number one contender? I’d have him running scared, he’d never dare to attack me that way. Just saying.
(Charlie gives Daryl a pat on the shoulder. Daryl shakes him off.)
Daryl: What is that supposed to mean?
Charlie: You’re a good lad. But you need to be more aggressive. Don’t let yourself get taken advantage of. Now, if you’re ready for that drink–
Daryl: Bollocks on the drinks. You think I’m being taken advantage off? You think I’m weak? That I can’t be as tough and as mean as you?!
Charlie: C’mon, Daryl, I didn’t mean it that way–
Daryl: I’ll show you weak! Weak is that bastard Osamu Archichida. Thanks for the advice, Charlie. As much as I’d love to celebrate in Honolulu with you tonight…I’ve got to take care of some business on my own tonight.
(Before leaving the locker room, Daryl grabs his Unified Tag Team title and hoists it over his shoulder, smiling at Charlie as Marr watches as Daryl walks on.)
(We cut back to the arena. “What A Shame” by Too Close begins to play and the crowd responds positively as Daryl Kinkade makes his way down the ramp and towards the ring. He has since adjusted his National Elite Championship belt and is resting each title on one shoulder.)
(Upon entering the ring, he grabs a microphone and positions himself at the center of the ring. He adjusts both titles one more time before raising the mic to his mouth and beginning to speak.)
Daryl: So, it has come to my understanding that some of you blokes consider me the weakest link between myself and Charlie Marr. And that’s fair. Charlie’s a bastard, a vicious cunt and I love him for it. He is my partner, after all and our victory last night was a team effort. I couldn’t have done it without Marr on my side. Together, MarrKade did everything that we said we were going to do last night at No Regards. Just the kind of stuff you should expect from your champions. And we stopped the Dragon Slayers in their tracks and retained our Unified Tag Team Championships…
(Daryl pauses and glances down at his right shoulder, where his National Elite Championship rests.)
Daryl: But there’s one thing I have that my partner doesn’t. And that’s this singles championship resting on my shoulder right here. I didn’t need Charlie to help me get it and I certainly don’t need him to help me defend and retain it. As much as I love teaming up with Marr, I’m gonna love it even more when I get to face you, Osamu. C’mon! Let’s make it official!
(“Eyes on Fire” by Zed’s Dead fills the arena, receiving a positive ovation from the fans in attendance. Osamu Arcichida walks out to the ramp slowly clapping with a microphone in hand. He continues to clap and waits for his music to die down before speaking.)
Osamu: Quite the performance, Daryl. You almost had me fooled. You know good and well that without Charlie Marr, you’re nothing. Your reign as champion will be coming to an end very, very soon. You and Charlie are one in the same, misplaced and dishonest fools. It infuriates me to see just how many lies you are feeding this EAW Universe, as if they couldn’t see with their very own eyes how corrupt and shallow you’ve become. I see right through it, Daryl. Be a man and accept your fate. You’re nothing but a coward. It’s all coming full circle, can’t you see? It’s not only my obligation to rip that title from your hands, but it is my destiny. I can’t imagine anything more satisfying.
Daryl: If anyone’s a coward here, Osamu, it’s you. You’re the one lurking around and waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. And I’m ready to tell you that you’re not gonna be the one to get the better of me, no sir! I wanna be ready for you. I say it’s just you and me, one on one, at Wicked Games. And I’ll show you, Charlie, and the entire EAW Universe that I am anything but a coward. I am a fighting champion! And I’m not afraid to go head to head with a sneaky bloke like you!
Osamu: Make it official. Say your goodbyes now. You’re never gonna see that championship again.
Daryl: Wishful thinking, but that’s all it’ll ever be… a scenario in your head. You better put on the best performance possible and try to sell this match to the fans so they can think you have a chance, good luck.
(Daryl drops the mic and leaves the ring and makes his way to the back. Osamu looks on as he awaits.)
(EAW returns from commercial break and focuses in on Bella Braxton standing in the middle of the ring.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE FOLLOW MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOOOOOOOOOOOR….
Crowd: ONE FALL!
“I GOT, YOU WANT.
IT’S JUST, DON’T STOP.
I GOT, YOU WANT.
IT’S JUST, DON’T STOP.”
“THIS IS ENTERTAINMENT.
LIES ARE ENTERTAINMENT.
YOU ARE DOWN ON YOUR KNEES…
BEGGING ME FOR MORE! ”
(The hook for the song “Don’t Stop” by InnerPartySystem rips through the sound system and that is the cue for Noah Reigner to walk through the guerrilla curtain and out onto the stage. He is, of course, followed by the awful Evelyn Ridley. Nuoah stops on top of the ramp, his eyes scanning the crowd as the verses of the song begin to take over. For his entrance, Noah wears a sleeveless “Assault Rifle” shirt underneath a leather biker vest. The back of the vest has been painted with the words “NOAH REIGNER ASSAULT RIFLE” – his name arched above the House Reigner emblem and his nickname underneath it. Over the lower half of his face, he wore a purple bandanna – matching the designs on his shorts. Noah stopped on top of the ramp way, his arms hanging loosely at his sides. Evelyn hangs on to that CiTV briefcase for dear life.)
Kawajai: Wow this is a little obnoxious for just an episode of Voltage…
Nick Angel: Well, he is Mr. Cash in the Vault, and this is Hawaii. He can do whatever he wants, to be honest, and that includes being extra AF with his entrance.
(The crowd is booing the hell out of Noah and this overly extra entrance.)
Kawajai: I don’t think Hawaii gives one iota of a you know what about Noah Reigner.
Nick Angel: Haters gunna hate.
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST… BEING ACCOMPANIED TO THE RING BY EVELYN RIDLEY, WEIGHING IN 184 POUNDS… FROM SEATTLE, WASHINGTON… THE ASSAULT RIFLE… NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH RRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIGNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!
(Just after Noah’s name is announced, he brought his arms up into a “assault rifle” and took several shots at the ring and crowd before quickly dropping his arms and marching down to the ring.)
Kawajai: Should we really be simulating shooting at people in the year 2018?
Nick Angel: You have a point.
(Evelyn walks just behind Noah, and as usual, she’s a total bitch to the crowd. She even flips off someone who tells her has an ugly dye job and bad makeup (they’re not wrong). By now Noah has reached the ring and pulls himself onto the apron using the middle rope. Once there, he ducks underneath the top rope to enter the ring – where he marched to the far corner, closest to the hard camera. Climbing up to stand on the middle rope, he reached up and pulled the bandana down, and with a grin – his arms formed into the “assault rifle” again and he fired one last shot at the hard camera. He jumps off of the second rope, turning in mid-air to land on his feet, facing the opposite way than previous. He removes the bandana, vest and shirt as his theme music came to an end.)
Kawajai: Well that took forever.
Nick Angel: That’s our future champion, respekt it.
(“Eyes on Fire” by Zed’s Dead begins to blare across the public address system and after a moment or so, the number one contender to the National Elite Championship makes his way onto the stage. “Osaka’s Greatest” Osamu Arcichida raises his arms and the crowd gives him a warm ovation. Of course, they’re also just grateful he’s not taking up an extreme amount of time with his ring entrance.)
Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT… MAKING HIS WAY TO THE RING FROM OSAKA, JAPAN…WEIGHING IN AT 234 POUNDS… HE IS OSAKA’S GREATEST… OOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMUUUU AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRCCCCCCCCCCICCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!
Kawajai: Is it just me, or did Bella Braxton just unnecessarily draw out all the letters of Osamu’s name?
Nick Angel: She probably just wants everyone to know that Osamu Arcichida is important too, despite his lack of theatrics and lack of an overly muscular female bodyguard. This man is also a future champion.
Kawajai: I respekt it.
(Osamu climbs into the ring, ignoring Noah Reigner and Evelyn Ridley who are having a last minute conversation in the far corner of the ring from where Osamu is now standing. He poses for the crowd, waits for his music to fade out, and gets set for one of the biggest matches in his EAW career so far.)
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Kawajai: This has the potential to be one of Voltage’s best matches. These two men are the future of this company and I expect big things out of both of them. I know Osamu has been a little consumed with MarrKade and the National Elite Championship as of late, but he has to know that knocking off Noah Reigner would be a huge accomplishment for him. These two lock eyes and begin sizing one another up. Both men look to lock up, but both show off their speed. Neither is able to gain the advantage over the other, and both take a step back. Reigner and Arcichida finally tie up, and it’s Reigner who attempts to wrestle Arcichida to the mat. Osaka’s Greatest rolls through, and gets back to his feet, but Reigner never let go of that arm. Reigner again tries to pull Arcichida down to the mat, but Arcichida is able to block, bring Reigner down with a hip toss, and attempt a headlock. Reigner slips out of that with ease, swipes Arcichida’s feet out from under him, and goes for a quick cover. Arcichida pushes Reigner off of him, grabs at Reigner’s ankle, but Reigner pushes him back. Both men return to their feet, and circle one another once again. Reigner quickly grabs for Arcichida’s arm, but Arcichida has a different idea. He looks to bring Reigner down with a kick, but Reigner catches that foot, spins around Arcichida, and brings him down with a clothesline. Arcichida is quickly back up into a sitting position but Reigner has gone to work with those shoot style kicks of his! He pummels Aricichida, alternating between the back and chest of the National Elite Championship contender! He follows it up with a kick to the side of Arcichida’s head and goes for the cover!!!!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!!….
TTTTTWWWWWOOOOO!!!!!…..
Nick Angel: Osamu Arcichida powers out after the two! That was such a great opening exchange by both of these men, but honestly, we expected this. These two are total warriors and this match is going to be so close. Reigner pulls Arcichida up and goes to work, trying to wrench that arm back. But Arcichida reverses it and attempts to pull Reigner down. Reigner slips around Arcichida and locks his arms around Arcichida’s waist, but Aricichida elbows his way out of it, flips Reigner down, and grabs the ankle. He wrenches Reigner’s ankle to the side, while exposing Reigner’s knee. Arcichida kicks at that knee a few times before Reigner gets his hands on the ropes. Arcichida is forced to break the modified ankle lock he had going on, but he doesn’t allow Reigner to regain his footing. He backs up and comes flying towards Reigner, striking him the back of the head with a superkick! Arcichida grabs Reigner up, brings him down with a snap suplex, follows it up with an elbow drop, and goes for a cover of his own!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!!….
TTTTTWWWWWOOOOO!!!!!…..
Kawajai: KICK OUT BY NOAH REIGNER! Reigner sits up, grabbing the back of his head, and Osamu Arcichida helps him back up to his feet. Arcichida kicks at the knee of Reigner once again before he brings the Assault Rifle back down on the mat. Reigner is able to roll through and attempts a body scissors, and gets his legs around the neck of Arcichida. Arcichida is very aware of his ring position though and places his foot on the ropes right as Reigner was able to free Osamu Arcichida’s arm. Reigner breaks the hold and gets back to his feet, and Arcichida uses the ropes to pull himself back up. The two lock up again and Reigner grabs Arcichida in a side headlock. They back up against the ropes, and Arcichida is able to send Reigner across the ring. Reigner leap frogs Arcichida, and when Arichida turns around, Reigner kicks him in the gut! He throws Arcichida into the corner…
Nick Angel: Sliding forearm smash to Osamu Arcichida’s head!
Kawajai: Reigner with those shoot style kicks again, but this time Arcichida is trapped in the corner! All he can do is eat those kicks and wait for Noah Reigner to get bored. Reigner grabs his opponent up by the arm and sends him to the opposite corner! He charges, looking to drive the shoulder in the gut of Arcichida, but Arichida moves and Noah goes right into the ring post! Arcichida quickly capitalizes by grabbing Noah and rolling him up for a quick pin!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!!….
TTTTTWWWWWOOOOO!!!!!…..
TTTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE……
Nick Angel: REIGNER IS OUT OF THE ROLL-UP!!!! Arcichida gets up… dropkick to that injured shoulder of Noah Reigner! Reigner grips his shoulder, and Arcichida is able to scoop him up! Half-Nelson Suplex! Arcichida goes for the bridge! Reigner forces his way out of it before the referee can begin the count and reaches the ropes. He hauls himself back to his feet right as Arcichida comes running at him. Reigner drops down and sends Arcichida over the ropes… but Arcichida lands on the apron! Arcichida swings wildly at Noah Reigner, but Reigner ducks, grabs Arcichida by the head, and snaps the man’s throat across the ropes. Arcichida falls off the apron, and Noah Reigner takes a moment to catch his breath. Noah doesn’t rest on his laurels for long though, and Arcichida is already climbing back into the ring. Reigner looks to nail Arcichida with a flying knee strike, but Arcichida evades it! Reigner crashes into the ropes. Arcichida goes for a roll up again, but Reigner rolls through! Arcichida grabs for Reigner, but Reigner grabs him and tries to lock in a crossface chickenwing! Arcichida doesn’t allow Reigner to fully lock that move in, and both men return to a vertical base!
Kawajai: Osamu Arcichida extends his hand in a sign of respect for this match so far, and Noah Reigner takes it. Instead of shaking, the opportunistic Reigner kicks Arcichida in the gut and levels him with an absolutely ridiculous forearm to the side of the head! Arcichida fires back with a knife edge chop! FOREARM SMASH BY REIGNER! CHOP BY ARCICHIDA! FOREARM SMASH! CHOP! Back and forth they go! NOAH REIGNER FINALLY FIRES BACK HIS OWN SERIES OF KNIFE EDGE CHOPS… AND OSAMU ARCICHIDA REPLIES WITH HIS OWN FOREARM SMASHES! THESE TWO ARE BEATING THE CRAP OUT OF ONE ANOTHER NOW, AND REIGNER STARTS THROWING HANDS! ARCICHIDA MATCHES HIM BLOW FOR BLOW, AND HE DOESN’T HOLD BACK! REIGNER FINDS HIMSELF BEING BACKED INTO THE CORNER, AND ARCICHIDA BEGINS DESTROYING NOAH REIGNER WITH A SERIES OF STIFF EUROPEAN UPPERCUTS!!!! REIGNER IS ROCKED!!!
Nick Angel: Osamu Arcichida brings Reigner to the mat with a final strike and drags him to the center of the ring! He goes back to work on that knee and begins softening it up with a series of elbow drops to the inside. Reigner is trying to crawl away but Osamu Arcichida wraps him up in a single leg Boston crab! Reigner flips his way out of it, and is able to bring Arcichida down. He tries for a crossface like submission hold, but Arcichida takes a hold of the ropes. Noah lets go and turns to the official… EVELYN RIDLEY WITH A CHEAP SHOT TO OSAMU ARCICHIDA!!!!!
Kawajai: What a gross, vile bitch.
Nick Angel: Wow. That was uncalled for. Did Evelyn hurt you in some way?
Kawajai: Reigner pushes the official out of the way and grabs Arcichida! 91KO!!!!! REIGNER DOESN’T GO FOR THE COVER THOUGH! HE KNOWS IT’S GUNNA TAKE MORE THAN THAT TO PUT AWAY OSAMU ARCICHIDA! THE HARD GOODBYE!!!! NOAH GOES FOR THE COVER!!!!!!
OOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!………..
TTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!……….
TTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…………
Nick Angel: OSAMUA ARCICHIDA HAS HIS FOOT ON THE ROPES! HE SOMEHOW GOT HIS FOOT ON THE ROPES! NOAH REIGNER IS IN SHOCK BECAUSE HE HAD THE MATCH WON! EVELYN IS UP ON THE APRON NOW AND GRABS FOR THE OFFICIAL! REIGNER SLIPS OUT OF THE RING AND GOES TO GRAB A STEEL CHAIR!!! THE RETURN OF THE CHAIRMAN!!!! REIGNER STANDS IN THE RING, URGING OSAMU ARCICHIDA TO GET UP!!!!! OSAMU SLOWLY GETS TO HIS FEET AND REIGNER SLAMS THE CHAIR DOWN ON THE MAT! REIGNER THROWS THE CHAIR RIGHT AT OSAMU ARCICHIDA AND OSAMU CATCHES IT! WTF IS THIS? REIGNER JUST FELL BACK!!!! EVELYN TURNS THE OFFICIAL AROUND AND HE LOOKS AT OSAMU ARCICHIDA HOLDING THE CHAIR!
Kawajai: NO! THE OFFICIAL THINKS OSAMU ARCICHIDA KNOCKED NOAH OUT WITH THE CHAIR! HE’S CALLING FOR THE BELL! HE’S CALLING FOR THE BELL! NO! NO!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Nick Angel: Ohmygod… Osamu Arcichida is beside himself! He is screaming at the official that he did nothing wrong! The official is out of the ring talking to Bella Braxton.
Bella Braxton: AND THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH AS A RESULT OF A DISQUALIFICATION… NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH RRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGGGGNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!
Kawajai: You have got to be kidding me! That’s horrible! Noah Reigner didn’t need to win the match that way. He did it just to be an asshole!
Nick Angel: NOAH REIGNER IS UP AND HE GRABS OSAMU ARCICHIDA FROM BEHIND! THE KILL SHOT! V-TRIGGER!! ARCICHIDA IS DOWN!!!!! Noah Reigner celebrates his victory by pointing at his head and signalling that he has more than one way to win a match. He’s so smart inside that ring, and he taught Osamu Arcichida an extremely important lesson tonight, and that is to expect the unexpected when you’re inside the ring with the future EAW World Heavyweight Champion! I hope Rex McAllister was watching this closely.
(“Don’t Stop” by InnerPartySystem begins to play once again, but the noise of the crowd drowns out the music. They are livid. The crowd eats Noah alive as Noah and Evelyn make their way back up the ramp (CiTV briefcase in tow), smirks across their faces. Voltage fades to a commercial break.)
(Voltage comes back as Theron Nikolas and Jack Ripley are seen storming out of Matt Daniels’ office angrily as suddenly they’re approached by Sofia Clarke with a mic in hand)
Sofia: 1%! What brings you guys here to Voltage tonight?
Jack: Look I know it’s your job to ask the questions and whatnot but lets at least not play dumb. You watch the product do you not? If you don’t then you suck at your job and need to be replaced. But let me put you up to speed. We’re here on Voltage because Matt Daniels invited everybody to the brand for Wicked Games season because he’s a sore loser mad that the 1% kicked his brand’s team’s ass back at Territorial Invasion. In opening this wormhole known as Wicked Games, he’s opened the doors for people from other brands to his walk onto OUR brand of Dynasty and be handed championship shots like nothing.
Theron: So we came to confront the source.
Sofia: How’d that go for you?
Theron: How does it look like it went bimbo? Do I look happy to you?
Sofia: Well in all fairness, you guys have the chairman in your group can’t he just overturn it?
Theron: Matt and Starr hit us with some bullshit loophole excuse about how it was a “board decision”, so no.
Sofia: Well I’d assume you’re a fighting champion, this could be a great challenge for you. Devan Dubian is a highly qualified comp-
Theron: That’s the issue. This isn’t a challenge at all. I have to dig up the corpse of Devan Dubian and salvage his relevance by rubbing elbows with him for this next month for the sake of promoting an event I don’t care to be a part of that only exists in concept because I kicked the host brand’s ass and hurt the fragile ego of their commissioner. So you know what? Whatever happens to Dub is on THEIR hands. The blood is in their hands, not mine. How many times do I have to show that if you attest me, you don’t last much longer in this business. Dub’s been going through the motions for a while anyways so I guess what better time than to finally put him out of his misery than now?
Sofia: What do you th-
???: Baaaa! Baaa! Baaa!
(Suddenly, Ahren Fournier walks into the frame trailed behind by Kassidy Heart, as the three look on bewildered)
Ahren: Excuse me, Starboi coming thru.
(Suddenly, things get awkward as Jack Ripley and Ahren lock eyes for a moment)
Jack: I feel like I… know you from somewhere.
Ahren: I was thinking the same thing.
Jack & Ahren at the same time: That’s so weird.
(Theron walks away while they’re still staring at one another trying to figure it out until Jack snaps out of it and follows behind)
Sofia: Ahren! Welcome back to Voltage! I assume you’re also here to partake in Wicked Games?
Ahren: Yeah but not to cater to Matt’s sick fantasy of facing any of his shitty Voltage talent. Territorial Invasion was last month he had his brand warfare shot then. I’m here to storm into that office right there. And DEMAND that I face Diamond Cage at Wicked Games considering that’s the closest event possible. Shit I would’ve asked Flannery or Kendra to book us at Bloodletter if that was next. Fact of the matter is, I want Cage and I want that EAW Championship. You saw No Regards last night when I kicked Chris Elite’s ass, then you saw me tell Cage he’s next. Well I’m a man of my word aren’t I?
Kassidy: That you are.
Ahren: I wasn’t asking you. But like I was saying I am next in line for that EAW Championship. Voltage is where I began my GOAT Champion campaign. It seems like just yesterday I was carrying this brand on my back making the Interwire Championship even more relevant than the EAW World Heavyweight Championship. Just imagine how it’s gonna be with me holding an actual World Championship?
Sofia: Well I wish you all the luck in the world and hopefully your plan works out for y-
(Talking can be heard in the background from an unfamiliar voice)
???: Is… is that you Kassidy?
Kassidy: Oh god.
(Suddenly we can see Cameron Church, the former trainer and ex-boyfriend of Kassidy, and Noah Reigner’s current trainer, approaching Kassidy)
Cameron: How have you been? You look great.
Ahren: Look dickwad I don’t know who you are but Kassidy isn’t taking autographs right now. Fuck off. What kind of security do we have these days where fans can just roam around backstage and harass the talent?
Cameron: I’m not just anybody.
Ahren: Yeah you’re a nobody. Security!
Kassidy: Ahren. This is my ex-boyfriend, Cameron Church.
Ahren: That’s even worse than a fan. We just have random exes walking around backstage now?
Cameron: Look I don’t know what’s up your ass but you need to calm down. Kass, this is the type of men you’re attracted to these days? The guys a straight up asshole.
Kassidy: Why the hell do you care who I choose to give my time to? He’s clearly more of a man than you are.
Cameron: Did he get that fur coat out of your closet too? It looks a lot like that one I bought you for your birthday a week before you called things off with me. Remember? You were so happy about the gift that you let me lay the pipe all night?
Ahren: Okay now you’re just being a disrespectful hack. Listen, I know it eats you alive that I’m fucking the girl of your dreams and she left you to get with a GOAT, but you’re gonna have to move on with your life as making an enemy out of my isn’t the best idea. Now that I think about it, the name Cameron Church actually does ring bells. You’re that dickhead who spent his summer getting his ass kicked by Lars Battleground Grier before Kassidy kicked you to the curb. Fun fact, I’ve whooped Lars several times before so you surely don’t want it with me. Kindly fuck off before you get yourself in a situation you can’t get yourself out of.
Cameron: What’s that supposed to mean? Ask your bitch who taught her every move she knows. I’ll kick your ass.
(Ahren has enough as he smashes his umbrella on top of Cameron Church’s head and begins unloading blows on top of him until suddenly Noah Reigner & Evelyn Ridley come running down the hall to break up the commotion, Kassidy tries to grab Ahren away as Noah tries to grab Cameron Church away)
Ahren: Yeah hold your little boyfriend back Noah! (Ahren spits at the direction of House Reigner as Kassidy pushes him further away down the hall, Noah while still holding back Cameron Church, stares angrily at Ahren)
(Voltage cuts back to the commentary booth as Kawajai and Nick Angel are seen sitting by)
Kawajai: Well that certainly took an unexpected turn. I’d hate to see Noah and Ahren at odds but Ahren has seemingly disrespected House Reigner by taking the fight to the ex of Kassidy Heart, Cameron Church.
Nick Angel: I don’t know about you but I hope this results in fuckery! Deathmatch type fuckery! Reigner and Church vs Kassidy and Ahren get it done Matt!
( DING! DING! DING! )
( “The Sky Is A Neighborhood” by Foo Fighters blasts through the speaker to a huge ovation from the crowd. As Devan Dubian walks onto the stage, he briefly looks behind him, watching his back as his opponent tonight Jackson Blayde, carried out a blinding assault last week on MarrKade. )
Bella Braxton: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Leicester, England, weighing in at 230 pounds….. DEVVVVVVAAAANNNNNNNN DUUUUUUUUUBBBBIAAAAANNNNNNN!!!!!!
Kawajai: Last week, Devan Dubian had an opportunity to defeat Rex McAllister, but was unsuccessful. However, lets not leave out the fact that Devan left Rex McAllister broken by the stellar performance he gave that night. Tonight, he has an opportunity to get his head back into the game and defeat Jackson Blayde. Then at Wicked Games he has the chance to break another world champion and win a title in the process when he faces Theron Nikolas for the chip!
Nick Angel: Speaking of Theron, we know he’s roaming around backstage what are the chances he gets involved tonight?
( As Devan walks to his corner of the ring, ‘Still Hungry’ by Adelitas Way blares throughout the arena. Jackson Blayde walks out to the ring with an eruption of boos from the crowd. With a confidence and snarky smirk on his face, he walks down the ramp. )
Nick Angel: Last week, Jackson Blayde was involved in a war, like in an actual war amongst others. He attacked MarrKade from behind, then proceeded to defeat them with Osamu Archichida in a competitive tag team match! Then, after the match, Xander Payne got himself involved.
Kawajai: However, we got a fresh new opponent for Jackson Blayde. There is no MarrKade and Xander Payne, he’s got Devan Dubian, who is a hall of famer here in Elite Answers Wrestling. But ever since Jackson stepped foot in to EAW, he has defeated future hall of famers and hall of famers, so defeating someone like Devan Dubian shouldn’t be a problem for him.
( DING! DING! DING! )
Nick Angel: Blayde and Devan circling around the ring as Blayde attempts for a collar-and-elbow tie up but is dodged by Devan who wraps his arms around the waist of Jackson! Jackson now trying to separate Dubian’s arms apart to break the hold! IT WORKS BUT DEVAN ROLLS HIM UP!!! It doesn’t even reach a count as Blayde immediately gets out of the pin predicament! Blayde bounces off the ropes as DUBIAN MEETS HIM IN THE MIDDLE AND TAKES HIS HEAD OFF WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!!!! COVER!!!
ONE…
TW-
Kawajai: What a devastating european uppercut from Devan Dubian! Blayde definitely did not expect getting blasted through with that european uppercut! Devan now wrapping his arm around the neck of Blayde with an old school headlock. Blayde slowly trying to fight out of it as he sends shoulder thrusts to the midsection of Devan! But Devan tightens the hold and pushes Blayde back to stage one. Blayde now trying to get out the hold with the same technique but this time, it does no affect to Devan as he continues to strengthen the hold. Every time Blayde sents a thrust to the midsection of Devan, the louder the boos get from the crowd.
Nick Angel: Wow, the Hawaiian crowd must not like the face of EAW Jackson Blayde! Devan finally releases the hold but it does it is not in favour of Blayde as he lifts him up in a back suplex! Blayde flips over him and lands on his feet! 901 KNEE!!! NO!!!!! DEVAN DODGES OUT OF THE RIPCORD KNEE AND RUNS THE ROPES! DUBIAN SPINS AROUND!!! DISCUS FOREARM!! NO!!!! BLAYDE CIRCLES AROUND DEVAN AND DRILLS HIM WITH A BACKSTABBER!!!! COVER!!!
ONE….
TWO…
Kawajai: He kicks out!
Jackson Blayde: COUNT FASTER!!! I am the damn face of EAW!
Kawajai: Jackson Blayde now trying to knock some sense into the referee here in this match as Devan Dubian struggles to get onto his feet after that backstabber. Blayde now turns Devan around, picking him up and placing him on the top turnbuckle. Blayde then proceeding to join Dubian at the top of the turnbuckles. Jackson now hooks him up, picking him up for a SUPERPLEX??!?! BUT NO!!! DUBIAN PICKS HIM UP AND THROWS HIM ONTO THE TURNBUCKLE WITH A SIDESLAM BACKBREAKER!!!!
Nick Angel: Dubian sends Jackson bouncing off the top turnbuckle as he does not go in for the cover as he picks him up! HE’S GOT HIM IN POSITION FOR THE FLASH STEP!!! BUT JACKSON ROLLS HIM UP AND PICKS HIM UP!! THE POWER!!!!!! HE VIOLENTLY THROWS HIM INTO THE TURNBUCKLE WITH A POWERBOMB!! AND DEVAN GOES BOUNCING OFF THE TURNBUCKLE AND TURNS JACKSON INSIDE OUT WITH A LARIAT!!!!!!
Kawajai: The crowd are on their feet right now after what just happened! Both men are on the ground and out! The crowd are now chanting “This Is Awesome” while both men get up on their feet with the help of the ropes! Devan gets up first and goes for a punch but Jackson Blayde with a big boot across the face of Dubian! Dubian now on his knees while Jackson Blayde runs the ropes! BLAYDE RUNNER!!! NO!!!!! OLYMPIC SLAM!!!!!!! DUBIAN CONNECTS WITH THE OLYMPIC SLAM!!! COVER!!!
ONE…
TWO…
T-
Kawajai: He kicks out!!!!! If Blayde hit that Blayde Runner it would’ve been done-zo for Dubian but Dubian goes under the knee of Blayde and slams him down with the Olympic Slam! What a counter! Dubian now looking for his final resort and that is the Bleeding Edge. The crowd are cheering Dubian on as they are on the edge of their seat! BLEEDING EDGE!!! NO!!! JACKSON BLAYDE HOLDS ONTO HIM AND THROWS HIM ONTO THE GROUND!!!! BLAYDE RUNNER TO THE BACK OF DEVAN’S HEAD!!!! BLAYDE NOW PICKING HIM UP!! BEALE STREET BACKBREAKER!!!!!!!! COVER!!
ONE…
TWO…
THR-
Nick Angel: NO!!!!!!!! Devan Dubian gets his shoulder up as Blayde’s jaw has completely dropped! How in the world did he kick out of that!??! Blayde now walking over to Dubian who is on the apron. Blayde possessing a smirk on his face as the crowd boos him. Dubian has no idea where he is as Blayde grabs him!! OH!! DUBIAN PICKS HIM UP!!!! OVER THE SHOULDER BACK TO BACK PILEDRIVER ONTO THE APRON FROM DUBIAN!!!! THE FLASH STEP CONNECTS!!!! DUBIAN ROLLS HIM INTO THE RING AND HOVERS FOR THE COVER!!!
ONE…
TWO…
THRE-
Kawajai: KICK OUT!!!!!! DEVAN DUBIAN… AND JACKSON BLAYDE… HAVE NO INTENTIONS ON ENDING THIS MATCH AS THEY BOTH KEEP REACHING DEEP INTO THEIR HEART TO GET THEIR SHOULDER UP!!! Devan now pulling the nearly-unconscious Jackson Blayde as he runs the ropes!!!!! OH!!!!! JACKSON BLAYDE WITH A BLEEDING EDGE OF HIS OWN!! COVER!!
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!!!
Nick Angel: WAPKODJOAWJDWAIODAOW!!!!! HE KICKS OUT!!!! Blayde was this close to defeating the Hall Of Famer with his own finisher! THIS CLOSE!!!! Now Blayde picking him up and hooks him up!!!! CROWN BREAKER INCOMING!!! DUB POPS HIM UP!!!! BLEEDING EDGE!!! POP-UP BLEEDING EDGE!!! ITS OVER!!
ONE…
TWO…
THREEE!!!!!!!!
( DING! DING! DING! )
( “The Sky Is A Neighborhood” by Foo Fighters hits to an erupting pop from the crowd )
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…… DEEEVVVANNNN DUUUUUBIIIIANNNN!!!!!!!!!
Kawajai: Devan Dubian with a Bleeding Edge out of nowhere! While Blayde was about to close out this match with his coveted Crown Breaker, Devan pulls it out of the surprise hat and picks him off unexpectedly with a Bleeding Edge!
Nick Angel: You can tell that Jackson Blayde had Devan Dubian wondering, how could I defeat him? How could I overcome Jackson Blayde and there are many indications to that. Jackson Blayde countering Devan’s Bleeding Edge earlier into a Bleeding Edge of his own, I thought that was it for Devan, but it wasn’t. Congratulations to Devan Dubian!
(Theron Nikolas is shown backstage staring at the monitor with an unphased look on his face)
(A split screen of Impact and Prince of Phenomenal walking down the hall is shown)
Kawajai: From one main event talent, to another… up next we have our final match of the evening, Impact has his first match on Voltage in Season 12 taking on the Prince of Phenomenal, that is…. NEXT!
(Commercial Break)
“Self-Help Tape” by Moses Sumney hits the P.A. system first and this brings out Matt Daniels first. This sends the crowd into a frenzy as ‘Captain Charisma’ stops on the stage, looking out to the Voltage crowd in Honolulu. )
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Matt Daniels!
Angel: Tonight we have the pleasure of the Voltage commissioner, Matt Daniels, joining us on commentary.
Kawajai: He’s out here as POP faces off against Dynasty’s own Impact. Daniels and POP haven’t seen eye to eye lately, so Matt’s presence out here is sure to send POP over the edge. Don’t you think?
(By this time, Matt Daniels has made his way to the commentary table and has sat down with Nick Angel and Kawajai.)
Kawajai: Welcome, Matt.
Daniels: Thanks guys, I really appreciate it.
(Before any more greetings can be said, “Can I Live” by Jay-Z replaces the commissioners song on the P.A. system, which brings out Impact to a chorus of boos from the Voltage crowd. Imp doesn’t give any one of them the time of day, though. He walks down the ramp with a cocky swagger in his step, eyes focused on the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first – from Seattle, Washington – IMPACT!
Angel: Impact has come over to Voltage from Dynasty where he’s a member of the 1% faction, and has his eyes on the World Heavyweight championship that Rex McAllister has. That doesn’t sit to well with POP who believes he’s the real number one contender for the championship.
Daniels: POP has made the claims, yes. Rex McAllister though, is a fighting champion and will take on whoever steps up. So, if POP really wants to prove that he’s a contender, beating the best should be his main focus.
(Impact has climbed into the ring where he turns to face the stage, waiting for his opponent. He doesn’t have to wait long, though, as “If I Had a Heart” by Fever Ray quickly replaces Impact’s music. In this case, the crowd gives POP a mixed reaction. Cheers because of the fact he’s facing Impact, boos because of his actions toward Matt Daniels recently. POP emerges from the back, and quickly begins his descent down to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: And from South Beach, Florida – this is the PRINCE OF PHENOMENAL!
Kawajai: And here he is, the rightful number one contender. POP is fully focused on Impact right now; he hasn’t taken his eyes off of him.
Angel: Not until he climbs into the ring does he notice you, Daniels. You can safely bet he’s going to try and send a message you to you tonight through Impact.
Daniels: Well, I’m right here. Let’s see what he has to send.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Angel: And here we go. POP and Imp move into the middle of the ring, both of them insulting the other. Both men equally as experienced in the ring and neither of them backing down from the other.
Kawajai: Impact takes the first shot! Slapping POP right across the face, and then pie-facing him! Such disrespect shown to POP. Impact shoving POP back..
Angel: And POP responds with a series of right hands to the side of his face. I’m not sure if Imp was expecting that kind of outburst there. POP backs him up enough, then hits the ropes. He’s picking up speed and that’s not something you want POP to do. HUGE DROPKICK SENDS IMPACT THROUGH THE ROPES! He’s up to his feet though, shaking off that dropkick and swearing at POP who’s in the ring. Impact slams his hands on the mat … and POP charges toward the ropes!
Kawajai: Impact moves out of the way, sensing POP was going to take to the skies again. Come on referee, get POP away from the ropes to let Impact back into the ring.
Angel: The referee hasn’t started the countout, but he does tell POP to back away so Impact can enter. Impact is now on the apron and ducks through the ropes. POP allowing him to fully enter before approaching and grabbing his hair, pulling him into the middle of the ring. I don’t know what POP has planned, but IMPACT SHOVES A THUMB INTO HIS EYE! The referee is talking to Impact now, but he pushes past him. Forearm strike to the small of the back! And another. POP’s back arching as he takes those shots. Impact now shoves POP into the ropes, only to hit him with another forearm to the back when he hits the ropes.
Kawajai: I like this strategy. He’s working the back so he can go for the ‘Walls of Impact’ submission move that he’s put so many away with before. He’s aiming for POP to be added to that list now too.
Angel: Grabbing onto POP, Impact shoves him into the corner – lining him up and KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO THE CHEST! You can see on POP’s face the sting of that. Wait, Imp lining him up again… ANOTHER CHOP! Imp grabs POP’s head, locking his arm around it and running out of the corner .. BULLDOG! Rolling POP onto his back now…
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!!!!
Kawajai: POP kicks out. There was no way he was going to be finished that early, despite Impact’s rants at the referee to speed up his count. Now Imp has a hand full of POP’s hair, dragging him up to his feet. Wait though! POP hits Imp with one, no, two elbows to the stomach causing Impact to release his hold. POP now strikes Imp with a knife-edge chop of his own! And he’s on the attack with forearm to the face of Imp, sending him stumbling backwards. POP charges Imp now… but Imp ducks a clothesline! POP turns back around and … POP IS MET WITH A HUGE DROP-KICK FROM IMPACT!
Daniels: Ouch! That one had to hurt POP, eh?
Kawajai: I have a feeling you’re getting a kick out of this! Imp grabs POP by the back of his hair and puts him in an abdominal stretch. He’s stretching POP out here as he demands the referee check to see if he gives up. This crowd is clearly on the side of POP and he is making his way back to his feet. Wait, Imp releases the hold! IMP WITH A BACKRACKER TO POP! WHAT AN IMPACT!
Angel: POP IS HOLDING HIS BACK IN PAIN! IMP GOES FOR THE COVER, THIS MATCH COULD BE OVER!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOO!!!!!!!!
Daniels: WAS THAT THREE?!?!
Angel: POP GOT THE SHOULDER UP! Imp is pissed and tells the referee to get in line in so many words. Imp pushes the referee out of the way and again grabs POP by the hair, lifting him back to his feet. POP WITH A PELE KICK TO IMPACT! POP OUT OF NOWHERE! POP is holding his back but he crawls over and gets an arm over Impact…
ONE!!!!
TWO-
Daniels: A kick isn’t going to send the message, gentleman! Don’t be too impressed!
Kawajai: Well POP is now trying to get back on his feet but his back has clearly been damaged early in this matchup. Impact is now using the ropes for leverage to get back to his feet. POP charges Impact and clotheslines him right out of the ring! POP now climbs to the top turnbuckle facing Impact who is stumbling back to his feet… DIVING MOONSAULT FROM POP ONTO IMPACT! HOLY…
Angel: POP snaps back to his feet, clearly feeling the effects of that move on his lower back… but he’s walking right over here!
Daniels: Come say what you have to say! Come on! Say what you have to say…
Kawajai: Well we’ve seen this before on Voltage and it cost POP the damned match, he better pay attention to Impact!
Daniels: You want to do this right now? … Focus on you –
Kawajai: IMPACT CHARGES POP… WAIT, POP GETS OUT OF THE WAY AND SENDS IMPACT CRASHING INTO THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!!! Impact got back to his feet but it seemed like POP had him scouted, Nick!!
Angel: Yeah that was a huge moment in this match, Impact had the chance to really do some damage on POP but he was able to get out of the way despite – well, despite the distraction from you, Matt!
Daniels: I guess he took my advice, Nick.
Angel: POP throws Impact back into the ring now and starts delivering stomps to the chest, wailing on Impact. POP bounces off the ropes… a huge elbow drop! POP is back on his feet and exits to the ring apron. He motions for Impact to stand up, it looks like he might be setting up for the forearm… Impact is slowly getting back to his feet… POP SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE ROPES!
Kawajai: IMPACT CATCHES HIM BY THE LEGS! HE’S ATTEMPTING THE WALLS OF IMPACT…. HE’S GOT POP LOCKED IN! POP IS LOCKED IN THE WALLS OF IMPACT NOW AND HE’S IN SERIOUS JEAPORDY OF LOSING THIS MATCH!
Daniels: He’s gonna tap!
Angel: Impact is putting on the pressure here and is using a lot of leverage pulling POP’s legs backward toward his head. POP is screaming out in pain now, reaching for the nearest bottom rope… POP is slowly dragging Impact to the rope… Impact tries to pull back, but no, POP FINALLY GETS TO THE ROPE! BREAK THE DAMN HOLD!
Referee: ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIV-
Kawajai: Impact breaks the hold just in time, but the damage is done, POP’s lower back has given out and he’s withering around in pain. Impact delivers several stomps to that lower-back of POP. Impact looks at the ropes and then looks back at POP while POP lays on his stomach with his back exposed. Impact charges toward the ropes…FLIGHT SIGHTS RIGHT TO THE BACK OF POP! THIS HAS TO BE IT! IMPACT ROLLS POP OVER AND GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONE!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Angel: POP GETS HIS SHOULDER UP YET AGAIN! This match isn’t over and this is some serious resilience from POP in this match.
Daniels: Resilience doesn’t win matches!
Kawajai: That’s right and POP is going to have to get some offense in here if he wants to win this match. Imp is now dragging POP to his feet and gets him in the full-nelson position… but POP counters by driving Impact backwards… they hit the referee sending him flying out of the ring! The referee is now down and out on the outside of the ring as POP rolls back to his feet and Impact is caught off guard after that counter. POP charges toward Impact and clotheslines him down to the mat… Impact gets right back to his feet, however, and POP charges again…
Angel: EVISCERATION! EVISCERATION! THIS MATCH IS OVER! BUT THE DAMN REFEREE IS DOWN!
Kawajai: WHAT THE… MALCOLM JONES JUST HOPPED OVER THE BARRIER! Impact is halfway through the ropes, trying to pull the referee back into the ring by his collar… BUT MALCOLM JONES IS STANDING RIGHT BEHIND HIM! JONES TURNS IMPACT AROUND AND KICKS HIM RIGHT IN THE GUT…
Angel: THE L-TRAIN TO IMPACTTT!!!!! JESUS!!!
Daniels: What the hell is going on here?! Get a new referee down here, damn it!
Angel: Matt Daniels just threw down his headset and is motioning for a new referee while telling Malcolm Jones to get the hell out of the arena! A new referee is now running down to the ring… POP is back on his feet but Impact is down and out! POP lifts Impact up… CROWN OF THORNS! THIS IS OVER!!
ONE!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!
THREE!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“If I Had A Heart” picks back up as POP has his arm lifted in victory and Malcolm Jones stands over the lifeless Impact, Matt Daniels now runs into the ring to shoot MJ off)
Kawajai: POP WON THE MATCH… THANKS TO MALCOLM JONES! Matt Daniels is now in the ring while POP gets his hand raised in victory, yelling at Malcolm Jones who is on the outside with a smirk on his face while holding his hands in the air as if we all didn’t see what just happened. Malcolm Jones laughs off Daniels’ threats, however, as he makes his way to the back. This match was stolen from Impact, Nick!
Angels: Yes, it was… wait, Daniels turns around to POP… CROWN OF THORNS! POP JUST LAID OUT THE COMMISSIONER!!!! POP JUST LAID OUT AN UNEXPECTING MATT DANIELS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!!
(The camera pans to Malcolm Jones who turns around with a smirk on his face and walks to the back. It pans back to POP who stands over a laid-out Matt Daniels and Impact who is on the outside of the ring looking on at Malcolm Jones.)
(EAW Logo Buzzes)
