(Voltage intro video plays featuring the song “33rd Blakk Glass” by SosMula & ZillaKami, and we open up to the the Talking Stick Resort Arena in Phoenix, Arizona 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: JUST TWO WEEKS TO GO UNTIL WICKED GAMES AND BOY CAN YOU FEEL THE TENSION HEATING UP ON THIS BRAND! THE WEATHER MIGHT BE GETTING LOWER BUT THE TEMPERATURE ONLY RISES HERE ON VOLTAGE! WHAT A NIGHT WE HAVE IN STORE FOR EVERYONE IN THIS AMAZING CROWD HERE IN PHOENIX ARIZONA!
Nick Angel: So many questions look to be answered tonight, including the attack from Heart Break Boy to Rex McAllister last week! We then have a huge main event on hand as the future of EAW is on full display tonight, Noah Reigner teams up with Daryl Kinkade to take on their respective foes of the number one contender Osamu Arcichida and Showdown’s Ahren Fournier! All four future world champions if they can play their cards right.
Kawajai: Not only that, but Xander Payne finds himself back in action here on Voltage and he’s taking on none other than Prince of Phenomenal, with the commissioner as the special guest referee! So much to look forward to! Speaking of things to look forward to, it looks like we’re ready to start the show with a huge faceoff!
(The camera pans over the crowd one last time before cutting to ringside where we see about a dozen Voltage and Dynasty stars standing at ringside. “2nd Sucks” by A Day to Remember fills the arena as the cameras circle the ring, quickly capturing the identities of the superstars encompassing the ring.)
Kawaji: Looking a little crowded down at ringside, wouldn’t you agree?
Nick Angel: It’s a little excessive, if you ask me. StarrStan is wasting everybody’s time by ordering these Elitists out here.
Kawaji: Well, if the ending to last night’s Dynasty has told us anything about the animosity between Theron Nikolas and Devan Dubian, I think StarrStan has every right to be prepared for what we should expect to see at this contract signing.
(“2nd Sucks” by ADTR dies down and the camera focuses on StarrStan standing in the middle of the ring with a microphone in hand, accompanied by Matt Daniels, Voltage commissioner, and Sebastian Monroe, one of Dynasty’s executive affiliates. Stan stands over a cloaked table and two leather chairs. In addition to the Elitists surrounding the ring, a few security guards stand guard at each turnbuckle.)
Starr Stan: It is my pleasure to welcome everyone to Saturday Night Voltage!
(Crowd roars in applause.)
Starr: I wanna thank you all for having me here tonight—especially you, Matt Daniels, for your hospitality and genorosity, even when we are only a couple of weeks away from a Voltage exclusive, invitational marquee event and the inaugural WICKED GAMES FPV!
(The crowd cheers in excitement.)
Starr: —where Dynasty’s Theron Nikolas—
(Crowd responds with thunderous boos.)
Starr: —will go one on one with Devan Dubian—
Starr: —for the ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!
(Starr pauses for a moment and relishes in the crowd’s positive response.)
Starr: Now, last night, Theron Nikolas had no choice but to agree to this match after the 1% lost to the team of Devan Dubian, Erebus Jennings, and Darkane. Unfortunately, Dynasty’s champion did not lose as gracefully as a self-proclaimed king should. So I’ve been forced to take additional action to ensure this match becomes official.
(Starr faces the titantron where footage from last night’s Dynasty has began to play. We see Dubian, Jennings, and Darkane standing victorious in the ring for a moment until the orchestrated attack from Theron, Impact, Ripley, and DDD. The fans boo when the footage progresses, revealing Mr. DEDEDE pulling the Equalizer from underneath the ring and smashing it through the skull of Darkane, leaving him in the middle of the ring in a bloody mess.)
(The footage ends, and we cut back to a disappointed Starr back at ringside.)
Starr: Despite my best efforts to keep matters civil, I’ve been left with no choice but to ask Commissioner Daniels for some of his assistance in the matter, as we have some members of both the Voltage and the Dynasty locker rooms joining out here at ringside. Needless to say, it is clear to me that based on The 1%’s actions last night, that I’m going to need to do a bit more in order to ensure order between these two groups moving forward
And with that being said, if you could please join me in welcoming at this time, the number one contender for the Answers World Championship, from Leicester, England—DEVAN DUBIAN!!!
(“The Sky Is A Neighborhood” by Foo Fighters begins to play and Devan Dubian walks out to the ramp, receiving a big pop from the Phoenix crowd. )
Kawaji: Devan Dubian, all business tonight as he doesn’t even seemed phased by the positive response these fans are giving him.
Nick Angel: Watch him as he enters the ring, Kawaji—I think Dubian’s hurt.
Kawaji: You would be, too, after a spear like the one we saw from DEDEDE.
(Dubian receives a pat on the back from Starr Stan and takes a seat, facing the stage.)
Starr: And here is your reigning Answers World Champion—THERON NIKOLAS!!!
(“Illest Motherfucker Alive” by Jay-Z and Kanye West hits, as the arena is surrounded with the familiar gold color. Theron Nikolas walks out onto the stage, holding the Answers World Championship high in the air as he walks down the ramp. As he passes by some of the Voltage stars, he grins and taunts them with his championship belt. He lowers his title as he climbs up the steel steps, resting on the apron a moment before entering the ropes, immediately locking eyes with Devan Dubian.)
Nick Angel: Oh boy, looks like tensions are already rising here in the Talking Stick Resort Arena!
Kawaji: And these fans here in Phoenix are definitely hoping for some action here between these two!
Nick Angel: Theron almost looking as though he might regret walking to the ring alone tonight. We see no sign of The 1% and with all of these Elitists at ringside, I don’t think we’re going to be graced with our chairman’s presence tonight.
Kawaji: Looks like Starr Stan’s efforts at ensuring a civilized contract signing aren’t for nothing.
(As the music dies down, Dubian stands from his chair which causes security to tighten up. The reaction causes fans to begin cheering, hoping for an altercation between the two. Starr immediately places himself in between the two, and guides Theron to his seat.)
(As Theron sits down, he smirks and throws his title over his shoulder. He leans back in his chair and kicks his feet up on the table, grabbing the microphone laid out for him.)
Theron: Let’s make this quick, shall we? I don’t want to spend any longer on this garbage brand than I have to.
(The crowd boos in response to Theron’s dig at the Voltage locker room. The camera cuts to a selection of some of the Dynasty stars smiling.)
Starr: Alright, gentlemen, you know why you’re both out here: to sign your contract for your match at Wicked Games. Now, I know you both had the opportunity to read over this contract in the back before you came out here tonight, but I’m gonna ask really quickly if either one of you has a question at this time—
Dubian: I bet you feel real good about yourself, don’t you Theron?
(We get a close of up Theron, shrugging and still smiling.)
Dubian: I’ve been out here for the past couple of weeks listening to you and the rest of The 1% talk down on everyone, shit on the accomplishments myself and many other And all that time, I was telling you, Theron, I had no real problem with you. Hell, I even tried to be peaceful, bring you a gift worthy of a champion, put our differences aside and try to come to you like an equal, but that wasn’t good enough, was it? You’d rather spit in my face than admit to yourself and the rest of the world that you see legit competition in a hard worker like me. You were scared of the idea of facing me at Wickes Games and there’s nothing you can do about it now. You’re threatened by the fact that you now have to face me for your Answers World Championship, and the thought of losing that title to me kills you, doesn’t it?
(Theron rolls his eyes and swings his feet back onto level ground before raising the microphone to his mouth, leaning forward as he begins to speak.)
Theron: You just love listening to yourself speak, don’t you? You couldn’t be more wrong, Devan. You’re just another obstacle in my way. I’ve proven time and time again that there is absolutely no one that can bring me down. I’ve got the cold, hard proof sitting right here on my shoulder.
(Theron leans back in his seat, and raises his championship belt in the air.)
Starr: Now, if no one has any questions, if you could both just sign—
Dubian: I’m so sick of you running your mouth, Theron, I cannot wait to put an end to your overbearing pride and your complete lack of desire to change for the better. You 1%-ers are all the same—zero regard for anyone else but yourselves. I want a future in this company where not a single one of you destructive individuals exist. I strive for a workplace where everyone has an equal opportunity, regardless of status or privilege to achieve greatness. I’m hoping for a better tomorrow—and Theron, you nor The 1% are going to be a part of it.
(The crowd claps and cheers for Dubian, while Theron mocks him by motioning for Dubian to keep going).
Theron: What, nothing else to say? That’s all you got? You waiting for me to continue to waste my breath with another calculated, hurtful response that’ll just piss off this crowd, cement my role as the “bad guy” in this match, and put you over? You, me, Starr, Daniels, Monroe, hell, all these guys lined up outside here all know how these contract signings always end. A little back and forth, a little cheap shots here and there, and it’s gonna end up in a brawl. So let’s put an end to all your yappin’ and idealistic attitude and get straight to fighting!
(The crowd erupts into cheering as Theron stands up from his chair. Dubian mirrors his stance, fists clenched, and Theron begins to laugh as security guards close in.)
Theron: You should see the look on your face, man. It’s way too easy to get you worked up. I love it! As if all of this security, any of these Elitists out here could ever stop me from getting my hands on you. Starr can’t protect you out here. Erebus Jennings certainly can’t. And Darkane? Well, I’m sure you can already tell we won’t be seeing much of Darkane anytime soon.
(Theron smiles as the crowd boos at the mention of the vicious attack against Darkane last night.)
Theron: If you think for a minute, Devon, that you and Starr’s little banning-Elitists-from-ringside stipulation is going to stop me from giving you the worst beating of your entire career, you’re wrong. I’m prepared for anything. I am the top 1%. I am the King. The only way you’re taking this title from me is by prying it from my cold, dead hands.
(Theron drops his microphone onto the ground and leans over the table, reaching for a pen and signing his name at the designated areas of the contract. After signing, he slides the clipboard over to Dubian’s edge of the table. Dubian slowly lowers his gaze and leans down to sign the contract.)
Kawaji: Well, Nick, looks like you were right. For the first time in EAW history, it looks like we might have had a peaceful contract signing—but, wait, NO! WHAT’S GOING ON OVER THERE?!
Nick Angel: IT’S THE 1%! JACK RIPLEY AND IMPACT ARE HERE! THEY’RE RUNNING THROUGH THE CROWD HERE IN THE ARENA AND ARE JUMPING OVER THE BARRICADE!
Kawaji: Our Elitists here at ringside have all scrambled towards Jack Ripley and Impact who are putting up the fight of their lives here to try and get to that ring! A left hand from Ripley! A right from Impact! They’re fired up, Nick! I don’t know if these Elitists are enough to stop them!
Nick Angel: Theron Nikolas has grabbed his championship belt and has scurried up the ramp, as far away from this bawl as he can get! General Manager Starr has ordered security to get down there and detain Ripley and Impact! But they’re not going down without a fight! Starr and the rest of the execs make their way out of the ring, as Dubian–wait a moment, THAT’S OUR CHAIRMAN! OUR EAW CHAIRMAN, MR. DEDEDE, IS IN THE ARENA! HE’S IN THE RING! AND HE’S GOING STRAIGHT FOR DEVAN DUBIAN, LINING HIM UP FOR THE SPEAR!
Kawaji: BUT HERE COMES EREBUS JENNINGS FROM THE CROWD! HE’S GOT A BAT IN HAND! WHAT’S HE GONNA DO WITH IT, NICK!? MR. DEDEDE SEES EREBUS AND HE DUCKS UNDERNEATH THE ROPES!
Nick Angel: IT IS ABSOLUTE CHAOS HERE IN PHOENIX! IT IS VOLTAGE VERSUS DYNASTY DOWN HERE AT RINGSIDE! WE NEED MORE SECURITY DOWN HERE TO BREAK UP THIS FIGHT!
Kawaji: Jennings and Dubian stand together in ring, daring The 1% to join them. This crowd is going absolutely insane!
Nick: And it looks like some of our Voltage locker room has decided to join the two in the ring, standing in solidarity as the defeated Dynasty locker room lays sprinkled across the floor at ringside!
Kawaji: That was a hell of a contract signing! It’s official, November 17th, we will see Devan Dubian versus Theron Nikolas for the Answers World Championship!
(The 1% turn their backs and walk up the ramp towards the champion, as Theron holds his title in the air, glaring down at Dubian and Jennings in the ring. “The Sky Is A Neighborhood” picks up in the arena and the crowd cheers as we get one last shot of Erebus and Dubian in the ring.)
[WOOGIE DEFEATS LANDERSON – TBP ASAP]
(“It Aint Safe” by Skepta hits to a loud mixed reaction as Charlie Marr makes his way through the curtain and up the ramp, he has his half of the Unified Tag Team Championship aroundhis waist as he’s sporting a sleeveless shirt that says “Marlon Bando” and a some camo cargo pants with boots as he storms up the ramp.)
Kawajai: Charlie Marr doesn’t look to be in a good mood, but what’s new?
Nick Angel: Last week we saw him confront Xander Payne and that didn’t go as he expected, can’t help but wonder what he’s out here for tonight. I sense it’s not anything good.
(Charlie is handed a mic as he enters the ring and begins speaking)
Charlie: I’m sure you all saw what happened last week, you saw me approach Xander Payne and demand some damn respect but instead I was dismissed like I’m some type of joke. So here’s the deal: playtime is over. It seems as if ever since I lost the National Elite championship to my brother Daryl, people have begun to take me lighty. People have begun to doubt my abilities as a wrestler, and my dignity as a man. One thing you don’t do is question that. I guess I have to remind people though. I was minding my business, looking for a way to bounce back after losing the title, focusing on the important matters at hand, like continuing to make MarrKade the greatest tag team that this company has ever witnessed. I guess when I don’t put myself first though sometimes, people tend to forget just exactly who the fuck I am. So allow me to put you motherfuckers up to speed, fuck the greater good for now. It’s all about Charlie right now, and when you get on Charlie’s bad side, you pay for it tenfold. Xander Payne, you fat sloppy son of a bitch, stop stuffing your mouth with sausages for a second and pay close attention to the words that are about to come out of my mouth: You signed your own death certificate by fucking with me and not thinking twice about it. You had the option to simply apologize, but what did you do? You let your pride get the best of you. What has your pride done for you lately? It surely hasn’t won you any matches, you’re on a losing streak that is uglier than the sack of shit you lay in bed with every night that you call a wife. Your son looks at you in disappointment every time because he sees nothing but a shell of a man, he looks at me and wishes that I was his daddy. You went from the New Breed God to just another guy over night, but you were never the New Breed God in the first place… you were nothing but a fucking false prophet.
(Charlie Marr pauses before beginning to speak again)
Charlie: I’ve had it up to here with people like you Xander. I don’t know who thought that there was some kind of precedent set to where people can say or do anything they please to Charlie Marr without any repercussions but you motherfuckers got a rude awakening coming your way. Nice guy Charlie doesn’t work so I gotta go back to being the most ruthless bastard you people have ever seen. I can’t approach someone and give them a choice to make, I’ll just beat what I want out of them, starting with Xander Payne. So Xander… if you’re out there…. BRING YOUR ASS OUT TO MY RING IF YOU’RE A MAN!
(Charlie Marr waits for several moments until suddenly ‘Still Hungry’ by Adelitas Way hits to boos as Cherise walks through the curtain first and then waits as Jackson Blayde emerges as well, Charlie Marr looks on with a look of frustration and confusion as they make their way towards the ring. Jackson holds the ropes open for Cherise before entering the ring and standing in front of Charlie while Cherise goes to grab mics.)
Jackson: I don’t think we’ve ever formally had a conversation. I’m Jackson it’s nice to meet you.
(Jackson extends his hand to Charlie who slaps it away and stares dead in his face)
Jackson: Alright we got a tough guy. I like that though, that take no shit attitude is exactly the attitude somebody like myself gravitates towards. I see dollar signs when I see you, you’re that badass that everybody loves to hate and hates to love. You walk it how you talk it and you have less than a few fucks to give! Even an innocent flower like Daryl Kinkade can’t help but love you. I see it now.
Charlie: What the fuck are you talking about and what do you want from me?
Jackson: Just think about it… imagine how dominant we’d be if you ditched MarrKade for MarrBlayde. With the beautiful Cherise by our side, well my side but you’ll be there by default I guess, we could rule this brand like no other. Unlike your current partner I’m actually a team player.
Charlie: Why should I give a shit about that whore standing next to you? I’m not out here to listen to the bribery tactics of a well known con man, I’m here for Xander Payne’s head.
Cherise: Who do you thin-
(Jackson puts his hand over Cherise’s mic and tries to calm her down)
Jackson: Why do you think I’m out here? We have a common enemy. Xander Payne has been a thorn on my side, he’s like a little gnat that no matter how many times I swat him away he comes back for more and more and more. That attack two weeks ago wasn’t intended for you, it was intended for ME.
Charlie: So basically it’s your fault, because you got out of the way leaving me open to being attacked by Xander. So both of you are liable. And you think that’s supposed to lure me into some alliance with you? If anything I should be kicking your ass just like I’m going to do Xander.
Jackson: Let’s not get too ahead of ourselves, that’s not going to happen. I just thought you know, someone like yourself knew good business when they saw it. But maybe you are as dumb as everybody backstage says you are.
Charlie: Excuse me?
Cherise: You heard him you failed sidekick. Everybody knows Daryl only keeps you around to be his little crash test dummy, that’s the only reason we thought maybe you’d be a good ally for Jackson, but I guess you’re a loyal crash test dummy. I mean you would have made way more money on this side than you ever will with Daryl, but you’re not even worth it. You’re just an angry miserable dog who needs to be put out of his misery!
Jackson: She said it, not me.
Charlie: I dare one of you to try me then. You wouldn’t dare, because you know it’s safer to make an ally out of me than an enemy, but your little cum dumpster just got you into something that her dick sucking mouth won’t be able to get you out of. Now not only is Xander on my list, but so are y-
????: Would you please shut the hell up.
(Xander Payne walks through the curtain but stops at the top of the ramp instead of walking down to the ring, as he continues speaking)
Xander: Both of you sound like some idiots. I don’t owe you anything Charlie, and as for you Jackson don’t think I forgot about you. You better hope Cherise is looking over your shoulders at all times because I’m onto you. You merely escaped before, but you won’t be able to escape forever.
Jackson: Come down to the ring and say it to my face then… come on I dare you. Come finish your food fat boy!
(Jackson gets into stance anticipating Xander, Xander fakes like he’s about to make his way up the ramp as the fans get excited, only for him to turn back away as they boo.)
Kawajai: Xander faked everybody out as he doesn’t seem to be in the mood to entertain Blayde after all.. But wait Charlie Marr is taking his shirt off and drops the mic, he looks to make his way out to the ring to go after Xander…. BUT WAIT JACKSON STOPS HIM, HE TURNS HIM AROUND FOR A BLAYDE RUNNER!!! AND IT CONNECTS!! CHARLIE MARR IS LAID OUT IN THE RING AS JACKSON AND CHERISE STAND OVER HIM TAUNTING XANDER WHO’S DOWN THE RAMP DISMISSING THEM, CHAOS HAS UNLEASHED!
(“Still Hungry” picks back up as Blayde taunts from the ring over the laid out Charlie Marr, yelling at Xander)
Nick Angel: Well Charlie Marr tried to take a stand but only ended up on his back, I have a feeling this isn’t the end of the saga between these three men whatsoever. But don’t go anywhere because up next Jackson Blayde finds himself in action against the man who has been in the middle of an ugly feud with his former mentor, VIP!
(Voltage comes back on air as ‘Gods Plan’ by Drake plays as VIP makes his way into the ring, to a sea of cheers. He plays up to the crowd, as he enters the ring.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent… From.. Toronto, Ontario Canada… weighing in at 280 pounds.. VVVVVVIIIIIIIPPPP!!!!!!!!
Nick Angel: VIP. This man is very talented, and is going to be a tough challenge for Blayde. Let’s just see if VIP can keep up with Cherise, and Lethal Consequences, who is on commentary.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Kawajai: This match is now underway, and it already is going to be an uphill battle for VIP, as Cherise is at ringside, and Lethal Consequences is on Commentary here tonight. The two men in the ring go into a collar and elbow tie up. So, Mr. Consequences, anything you have to say?
LC: Well, I’ll just say, it’s pretty obvious who is winning this match. And the answer is the man, not being overpowered right now.
Kawajai: Blayde, overpowering VIP, powering him into the corner, while Lethal Consequences says this match has a “pretty obvious” winner. Blayde holding VIP in the corner until a count of four, but immediately after he lets go, VIP drops him with a Clothesline! VIP now, looking right at you Lethal, bobbing his head, to… nothing..?
LC: He’s probably thinking of Drake again.
Nick Angel: Which is a bad idea, as VIP tries to pick Blayde up, because Blayde uses his strength to push him to the corner! Blayde now, charges at VIP and hits a huge corner Clothesline! Blayde isn’t done yet, as he wraps around VIP, and hits a German Suplex, sending VIP’s head right into the Turnbuckles! Blayde now, just stomping on VIP, who is seated at the bottom Turnbuckle.
LC: See, this is exactly why Blayde is the obvious choice of who’s winning this match.
Nick Angel: You may have spoken too soon, as VIP catches Blayde’s leg, and gets to his feet, holding Blayde by his surgically repaired ankle. VIP grabs Blayde, and drops him with a huge Chokeslam! VIP now covers Blayde!
LC: Thank God Blayde kicked out. That was sick, going after his ankle. Surgically repaired, ankle might I add.
Nick Angel: Blayde’s left ankle, targeted by VIP to get an opening. VIP now, putting Blayde on the top rope, but he’s looking at Cherise. Is she calling him?
Kawajai: It doesn’t matter, because it gave Blayde just the time he needed to drop VIP with a diving Missile Dropkick! Both men get back to their feet though, and Blayde rebounds from the ropes, but VIP goes for a Shoulder block, and Blayde instead, throws VIP outside the ring! Blayde, rolls out the ring, and attempts to pick up VIP. He slowly does, and he rolls him back into the ring. Blayde takes his time getting into the ring though, and as he eventually does step back into the ring he is immediately met with a DDT! VIP is getting back to his feet, but he is waiting for Blayde to join him. Blayde gets up, but is immediately met with a gut kick by VIP, and THE ZERO TO ONE HUNDR- WAIT!!! Blayde, flips VIP over him with a snapmare! VIP getting back to his feet, but Blayde drops him with a Snap DDT of his own! Blayde now, going to the top rope.
LC: you don’t often see guys like Blayde do this. This, is what makes him special, unlike his opponent here.
Nick Angel: Diving Elbow drop! Right in the heart of VIP! The cover by Blayde!
Nick Angel: The kick out! And VIP is managing to stay in this! Maybe it was, God’s Plan, to keep hi-
LC: Stop right there! Don’t even start with the Drake references. Just continue with your commentary.
Nick Angel: Sorry, well anyways. Jackson Blayde is shocked VIP kicked out, but he is picking him right back up. Blayde attempts the Fracture DDT, but VIP takes control, and somehow gains the power to drop Blayde with the Take Care!! Somehow, VIP had the power to hit a Gorilla Press Slam on Blayde! VIP, unable to make the cover, so he instead crawls to the Turnbuckles. Lethal, what do you have to say about what we just saw?
LC: I have to admit, that was an impressive move by VIP. I didn’t think he’d be able to do that.
Nick Angel: And neither did Cherise, who is just shocked at ringside over that huge slam. VIP, managing to finally get to his feet. He is picking up Jackson Blayde, and I think he’s getting ready for the Back to Mat! Wait, Blayde, trying to hit a back body drop on VIP, but he is too hurt from the Take Care! This leaves VIP attempting the Back to Mat again, but give Blade the opening to instead push him into the ropes, and hit a huge roundhouse kick after he rebounded off of it! Jackson Blayde has an opening! Blayde backs up into the corner, and charges at the kneeling VIP! BLAYDERUNNER!!!!
LC: Exactly what I said! I told you he would win!
Nick Angel: JACKSON BLAYDE, BASICALLY COLLAPSING INTO THE COVER!!! IS THE UPHILL BATTLE OVER FOR VIP!?!?
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(‘Still Hungry’ by Adelitas Way plays as Jackson Blayde has his hands raises by the referee, as Lethal Consequences and Cherise join him in the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner… JAAACKSOOONNNN… BLA-
Kawajai: OH MY GOD!!! BLAYDE AND CONSEQUENCES, STOMPING ALL OVER VIP!!! THE TWO MEN NOW, PICKING UP VIP, AND THROWING HIM SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!!! THE MESSAGE HAS BEEN SENT BY THESE TWO!!
Nick Angel: What an insult to injury.. Blayde won the match, and just had to rub it in..
(Camera pans backstage to Sofia Clarke with a mic in hand but before she can begin speaking, Impact enters the picture and angrily snatches the microphone out of her hand)
Impact: Get the hell out of my way you bimbo, I don’t need you here to say what I’m about to say.
(Sofia obliges as she leaves)
Impact: Now listen here, we got a fake tough guy who can’t keep my fucking name out of his herpes infested mouth. So let’s set the record straight with some “facts…. B”, as uneducated idiots from the dumps of New York like to say. First of all who the fuck is Malcolm Jones and what gives him the right or audacity to think that he can speak on my name like I’m just anybody, and mention my girl in the same breath? Let’s get this clear, you’re no more valuable to me than a piece of gum on the bottom of my fucking shoe. The only reason why I feel the need to address your perpetrating ass is because you’re getting real bold with your words and you also felt the need to make my business yours on several occasions last week on Voltage. I said I wanted a world title shot, I didn’t expect some extra from a 6ix9ine parody video with some fake ass jewelry and a second rate championship that nobody gives a shit about to interrupt me and think that he can even breathe in the same space as me. Who gassed you to play with me?
Impact: Beating on HBB got you feeling confident and biting off a lot more than you can chew, and that’s saying a lot for a professional dickeater. You should be less worried about trying to up your stock by rubbing elbows with me, and more worried about who your bitch is pillow talking with and spilling your dirty laundry to behind your back you fucking cuck. You put on a front to mask how miserable you actually are, all the jewelry and designer clothes in the world can’t overshadow what lies beneath, a sad broken man who can’t keep his bitch in check and ruins every relationship he ever finds himself in. Concrete Rose? Fuck out of here you fucking flower boy, I’ll snatch you by your roots and make sure you dry up because somebody has clearly been watering you way too much to where your ego is at a height it’s never been at. You’ll be pushing up daisies by the time I’m done with you. How many times do I have to spank you before you realize that you can never be on my level? You choked against Chris Elite at Pain for Pride and now your competition level is the likes of Damon Diesel and Drake King and you think we’re supposed to be impressed that you won the Interwire Championship? You basically downgraded because you couldn’t win the BIG one.
Impact: I love my Sienna Jade with all my heart and would never do anything with anybody but her. But hypothetically I would bet my whole paycheck that your little bitch would leave you for me the MOMENT I ever gave her some attention. But unlike you I’m not cool with sharing my girls so I’m good. Your a delusional typical slick talking New Yorker, you can talk yourself out of so many things and the delusion disguised as confidence can even convince others that you actually have a clue. But when that light shines over you and it’s time for you to put your money where your mouth is you fold under pressure because you simply aren’t that good enough. You got kicked out of college on a D1 scholarship for selling dimebags to students because you’re a fucking idiot. You went back to the streets because you’re a fucking idiot. Mr. DEDEDE tells me that his biggest regret ever in e-feds was signing a piece of shit like you. You quit EAW because you thought you were too good for NEO and it turned out that you weren’t even top 5 from that fucking class. You call yourself the man who put REVOLT on the map when all you’re remembered for is losing to Liquid Swords and then a garbage piece of shit like Reginald Dampshaw. You were never as good as advertised, you’re a product of the Mr. DEDEDE hype machine, just like Sheridan Muller was, but unlike you she actually held the top championship on her brand at one point in time. Oh and her stint on Dynasty was a lot more entertaining than your stint on Empire you fucking pansy ass bitch. I’ll be on Showdown next week and you better be there ready for what’s in store… but nobody ever is.
(Impact walks off as the camera fades to black)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
(“Self-Help Tape” by Moses Sumney and the crowd stand to their feet and pop for Voltage Commissioner, Captain Charisma Matt Daniels. Daniels is wearing a referee shirt for the upcoming match.)
Bella Braxton: Please welcome the Voltage Commissioner, Matt Daniels!
Kawajai: Last week the commissioner was laid out by POP and now he’s responsible for calling this match. How impartial do you think he’s going to be, Nick?!
Nick Angel: We’re about to find out.
(“It Follows” by Cane Hill plays and the crowd immediately boos Xander Payne who walks down to the ring slowly and methodically.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first, weighing in at 255 pounds, hailing from New York, XANDERRR PAYNNNNNNE!
Kawajai: Xander Payne needs a win here tonight, plain and simple, Nick.
Nick Angel: We’ve been hearing that for weeks, Kawa.
(“If I Had a Heart” by Fever Ray plays and Prince of Phenomenal immediately appears on the stage, pointing toward the ring at Matt Daniels. POP walks toward the ring quickly and gets right up in Daniels’ face.)
Kawajai: POP isn’t playing games; it looks like he’d rather fight Matt Daniels right here and now rather than Xander Payne! These two are right in each other’s faces!
Nick Angel: But look out! Xander Payne begins hammering POP from behind… and Daniels calls for the bell!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Kawajai: Xander Payne is hammering on POP in the corner now, shot after shot – and the commissioner isn’t even making a count, letting the self-proclaimed Paynekiller to deliver right hand after right hand to the face of POP. Payne whips POP into the corner now… POP reverses and sends Payne into the corner, but Payne is able to stop his momentum. Payne turns around… huge drop-kick from POP sends Payne into the corner! POP charges Payne again, but Payne counters with a right knee to POP!
Nick Angel: LOOK AT THIS… PAYNE LIFTS POP INTO THE POWERBOMB POSITION… WAIT! HURRICANRANA FROM POP INTO A ROLLUP PIN!
Kawajai: Payne gets the shoulder up! But POP is having words again with Matt Daniels, demanding that the count was a three. Captain Charisma assures POP it was only a two… LOOK OUT, A ROLLUP FROM PAYNE!!!
Kawajai: POP KICKS OUT!!! DID THAT LOOK LIKE A FAST COUNT TO YOU TOO, NICK?!
Nick Angel: Maybe, maybe not, but POP is delivering vicious knife-edge chops to Xander Payne sending him into the corner. POP rips off the shirt of Xander Payne revealing his chest… a knife-edge chop from POP! Another one, POP is lighting up the chest of Xander Payne! Payne pushes POP to the ground, desperately trying to get him away from him… POP charges… SUPER-KICK! Payne charges POP AND DECKS HIM WITH A MASSIVE LARIAT! THAT TURNED POP INSIDE OUT, KAWA!
Kawajai: Xander Payne has now lifted POP back his feet. Belly to belly suplex, wait, no, POP flips and lands on his feet! ROLL AROUND NECK BREAKER FROM POP TO XANDER PAYNE! POP charges off the ropes… SENTON RIGHT ONTO XANDER PAYNE! Wow, POP is taking moves from Xander Payne and using them on him! I don’t think I’ve ever seen POP preform a senton! POP… POP LOCKS ON AN ABDOMINAL STRETCH!
Nick Angel: This is indeed some unusual offense from POP. What’s he saying?! POP is demanding the commissioner ask Payne if he gives up!
POP: Ask him you son of a bitch! Ask him! Ask him! This is your future, ask him!
Kawajai: This is clearly POP trying to send a message to the commissioner! POP is now delivering stiff right hands to the face of Xander Payne while he has him in this abdominal stretch and he just busted Payne’s nose open with these vicious right hand shots. These are nasty and Matt Daniels is warning POP to stop with the closed fist shots! Xander Payne is desperately reaching for the ropes in what has transitioned into an STF hold… he’s crawling for the ropes as POP incessantly demands Matt Daniels ask Payne if he quits…. PAYNE REACHES THE ROPES! BUT POP ISN’T LETTING GO OF THE HOLD!! POP ISN’T LETTING GO AND MATT DANIELS IS DEMANDING HE DOES! MATT DANIELS RIPS POP OFF OF PAYNE!
Nick Angel: Captain Charisma just ripped POP off after he wouldn’t let go of that hold after Payne reached the ropes and now POP is right in the face of our commissioner, if he’s not careful he’s going to be disqualified. Xander Payne is slowly making his way back to his feet as POP warns Daniels to stay in his place. POP turns around to Payne who is back to his vertical base now with a bloody nose. POP swings with a right hand but Payne ducks and delivers a stiff forearm to POP… POP tumbles backward right into Matt Daniels who instinctively pushes him off… RIGHT INTO A POP-UP POWERBOMB FROM XANDER PAYNE!!!!! PAYNE COVERS POP!!
Kawajai: POP KICKS OUT OF THE POWERBOMB! INSTINCTIVELY, NICK?! I THINK YOU’RE GIVING THE COMMISSIONER TOO MUCH CREDIT! This match just about ended after that, we have to see that again. Blatant interference there!
Nick Angel: Oh, stop it. Xander Payne back up but holding that nose of his, he’s clearly been punished in this match by POP and now he has to do even more to finish this match. Payne lifts POP to his feet… PELE KICK! PELE KICK FROM POP!!!! POP DRAPES HIS HAND OVER THE BODY OF PAYNE!!!
Kawajai: PAYNE KICKS OUT, HE’S STILL IN THIS MATCH! That was a hell of a counter by POP but he wasn’t able to get a real cover on Xander Payne there. POP is now back to his feet and he looks directly at Matt Daniels. POP is calling Daniels some obscenities and things we cannot repeat… he lifts Xander Payne to his feet… CROWND OF THORNS! CROWN OF THORNS!
POP: COUNT THE DAMN PIIN!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: The winner of this match… PRINCE OF PHENOMENAL!
Nickk Angel: POP wins this match and does so defiantly. He stared right at Captain Charisma as he made that count. Daniels goes to raise the arm of POP… but POP smacks the hand of the commissioner away! POP PUSHES THE COMMISSIONER TO THE GROUND! He isn’t having it, Kawa!
Kawajai: POP is celebrating by himself and raising his own hand in victory, he didn’t like the way that Daniels called that match.
(The camera pans back to Daniels who can’t believe he was pushed to the floor, he slowly gets back to his feet and waits for POP to turn around from the ‘money shot’ angle of the camera.)
Nick Angel: KILL-SWITCH! KILL-SWITCH! DANIELS JUST LAID OUT POP WITH THE KILL-SWITCH!
Kawajai: JESUS! DANIELS JUST LAID OUT POP!
Nick Angel: POP may have been trying to send a message to Captain Charisma throughout this match but CC just showed POP a taste of his own medicine as we are only two weeks out before Wicked Games! STAY WITH US!
(Footage from the ‘EAW Sicko Mode’ special plays for the crowd as we go to commercial break)
(Highlights from last week’s Rex McAllister vs Lethal Consequences match plays)
(“Still Unbroken” by Lynyrd Skynyrd erupts from the speakers and the crowd begins to cheer the minute they realize their World Heavyweight Champion is on his way to the ring.)
Nick Angel: Here comes Rex McAllister who last week, fell victim to a surprise assault from the Hall of Famer, the Heart Break Boy.
Kawaji: As Rex walks down the ramp, shaking hands of fans along the way, and enters the ring, I can tell he’s looking for some answers. Let’s take another look back at what happened last week after Rex’s match against Lethal Consequences.
(We transition to a replay of last Sunday’s Voltage, during the end of Rex’s match against Lethal Consequences. While LC and VIP fight up the ramp, Heart Break Boy jumps over the barricade, hitting an unsuspecting Rex with a superkick, the Gold Print.)
(We cut back to the ring. As Rex’s music dies down, he grabs a microphone and stands in the middle of the ring, adjusting the title he holds on his shoulder.)
Rex: Ever since I won this championship at Crossfire, I knew I’d have a target on my back. I knew that everyone was gonna look for a shot at this World Heavyweight title, but that didn’t scare me. I consider myself a fighting champion, one of the best this company has to offer. As I watch that clip over and over again, HBB, I find myself more and more disappointed in your actions as a Hall of Famer. HBB, I respect you and your legacy more than I respect half of that locker room. If you wanted a shot at my belt, all you needed to do was ask, brother, and I’d’ve been more than happy to give you a fair shot.
I just want to know what drove you to attack me last week, HBB. I’m not mad at you, I’m not “calling you out.” An explanation is all I’m looking for.
(Rex stands at the center of the ring, looking hopefully out towards the stage. He stands silently for a moment until the arena is filled with the intro to “Ice Tray” by Quavo and we are greeted by HBB. He positions himself at the top of the ramp, microphone in hand.)
HBB: Rex, what makes you think that you are entitled to an explanation from me? Tell me, boy, what do you think talking is gonna do for you and your joke of a championship reign?
Rex: I just wanted to understand–
HBB: Oh! He “just wanted to understand.” That’s all you’ve got? And for some reason, they decided to label you as the man? Rex McAllister, the name and face of this brand? Y’know, Rex, I’ve heard a lot of great things about you. But those things also just happen to be the same exact things I’ve heard about other mediocre world champions. It’s inconceivable to me that they went with a guy like you when they have the King Mapago right here. I know I know, I get it. Eventually, we must move forward, shift our focus to bringing up the new, up-and-coming generation of performers. But realistically? There’s nothing special about you. You’ve got about as much charm as a dead slug.
I don’t owe you anything, Rex. I don’t need to explain my actions to you or to anyone else.
Rex: You know what it took to hold this championship, HBB, to represent this company the way any World Champion should do. You know exactly the work, the drive, the stamina that it takes to get to this point in one’s career–you think I got here by accident? By mistake? Do you really think you could ever do a job as good as me?
HBB: Your damn right I could. And let me make it very clear that as a former EAW World Champion, I’m embarrassed to look into that ring and see you holding that title. Hell, I’m sick of staring at you right now. I can’t wait until I finally get the opportunity to take it right out of your hands and return it to a more sensible owner.
Rex: Let’s see what you got then, HBB, right here, tonight! For my World Heavyweight title!
(The crowd cheers as HBB grimaces.)
HBB: Now, now, buddy, don’t get too ahead of yourself. This Phoenix crowd tonight knows damn well I won’t bother to disgrace myself by performing in front of them.
HBB: No, no, no, I’m worthy of a much grander stage than you’ll find here on Voltage. I want you, one-on-one, at Wicked Games.
(The crowd cheers, and Rex looks pleased with the proposition.)
Rex: I accept!
(Rex throws down the microphone as his music begins to play throughout the arena. He leans over the ropes, holding his championship in the air while HBB stares onward.)
Kawajai: There we have it! Rex has his first title defense penciled in, against none other than the Heart Break Boy! This is gonna be huge!
Nick Angel: I can’t wait! Generations collide, this is going to be a wrestling match at it’s purest form and I have the pleasure of being able to see this dream match live in the flesh!
Kawajai: Up next though, we have our highly anticipated main event of the evening! Mr. Cash in the Vault Assault Rifle Reigner and the double champion himself Daryl Kinkade, they take on the Starboi, the GOAT Champion, alongside Osaka’s Greatest, stay tuned!
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(Commercial break featuring the Jaded Wolfe Hearts playing with the new Urban Decay Naked Cherry palette available now at Sephora, Ulta, and UrbanDecay.com. Drake King walks into the scene and looks at Tyler, Sienna, and Kassidy. They shrug at him. “Survey says… the palette is just Ok.”)
(“Starboy” by The Weekend hits and immediately the fans inside The Talking Stick Resort Arena begin to boo. EAW’s self-proclaimed ‘Starboi GOAT’ Ahren Fournier makes his way out from behind the guerilla area. Of course, he doesn’t come alone. Empire Tag Team Champion Kassidy Heart joins him and after exchanging their very own secret handshake at the top of the ramp, the two begin to make their way to the ring.)
Stephie Love: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULE FOR…
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Stephie Love: INTRODUCING FIRST… BEING ACCOMPANIED TO THE RING BY KASSIDY HEART… WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS… FROM PAWTUCKET, RHODE ISLAND… AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEENNNNNNN FFFFFFFOOOOOUUUUURRRRRRRNNNNNNIIIIIIIEEEEEEEERRRRRR!
Nick Angel: Voltage did itself a favor when they let Ahren Fournier go to Showdown in the draft. That man is awful and I never liked him!
Kawajai: There’s nothing to like! Ahren has the biggest and most undeserved ego out of anyone ever.
Nick Angel: It’s only going to get worse with Kassidy Heart hanging around.
(Kassidy steps on the ropes to allow Ahren in the ring, and he returns the favor for her. They take a corner and get set, talking amongst themselves. Ahren’s music fades out and is replaced by “Eyes On Fire” by Zed’s Dead. Osamu Arcichida walks out to a nice ovation from the sold-out crowd.)
Stephie Love: AND HIS PARTNER… WEIGHING IN AT 234 POUNDS… FROM OSAKA, JAPAN… OOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMUUUUUUUUU AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRCCCCCCCCIIIIIIICCCCCCHHHHHHIIIIIIIDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAA!
Kawajai: There’s no chance in hell that Osamu Arcichida is able to trust Ahren Fournier tonight.
Nick Angel: Absolutely none. I just hope Osamu doesn’t let himself get caught up in dramatics and theatrics.
Kawajai: Hopefully he doesn’t let what happened last week with Noah Reigner and his upcoming National Championship match with Daryl Kinkade get the best of him tonight. Osamu is going to need to be completely focused if he wants to emerge from this match with a victory because I have a feeling he’s basically going to be on his own.
(Osamu climbs into the ring and doesn’t bother to give Ahren and Kassidy a second look. His theme music fades out and is replaced by “Don’t Stop” by InnerPartySystem. The crowd lets out a mixed reaction as Noah Reigner and Evelyn Ridley appear before them. Noah poses with his Cash in the Vault briefcase, does his usual theatrics, and together House Reigner begins to walk towards the ring.)
Stephie Love: AND THEIR OPPONENTS… INTRODUCING FIRST AND BEING ACCOMPANIED TO THE RING BY EVELYN RIDLEY… WEIGHING AT 184 POUNDS… FROM SEATTLE, WASHINGTON… HE IS THE 2018 CASH IN THE VAULT WINNER… NNNNOOOOOOAAAAAAAHHHHHH RRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGNNNNNNNEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRR!!!!!
Nick Angel: Noah Reigner really showed off last week, Kawajai. He completely destroyed the FPV quality match he was having with Osamu Arcichida in order to secure a victory in the worst of ways. I give him credit though, the man is smart. He did what he needed to do in order to win.
Kawajai: I guess he did.
(Noah and Evelyn climb into the ring and almost immediately, Evelyn makes a beeline for Kassidy. Ahren takes a step in front of his business partner, and Noah is overheard telling Evelyn it’s not even worth it right now. Noah’s theme fades out and low and behold, guess who’s theme begins to play at last? “What A Shame” by Too Close To Touch hits and the fans start screaming. The National Elite Champion and one-half of the Unified Tag Team Champions, Daryl Kinkade, begins to make his way to the ring.)
Stephie Love: AAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNDDDDDDD HIS PARTNER!!!!! WEIGHING IN AT 200 POUNDS… FROM NORWICH, ENGLAND… HE IS THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION AND UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPION… DDDDDAAAAARRRRRRYYYYLLLLL KKKKKKKKKKKIIIIINNNNNNKKKKKKKKAAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!”
Nick Angel: And there’s our double champ! Daryl Kinkade looks ready and focused to do his best in this main event. It’s a little weird to see him teaming up Noah Reigner, but Kinkade has respect for Reigner. Hopefully they work together and pick up a victory here tonight.
Kawajai: There’s no doubt that Daryl is going to be looking to send a message to Osamu Arcichida tonight. Their National Elite Championship match is right around the corner and no doubt it’s going to be one of the best matches we’ve ever seen. But that’s in the future, and Daryl is going to have to focus on what’s in front of him tonight, and that’s a hungry challenger in Osamu and a loose cannon in Ahren.
Nick Angel: And a vile bitch in Kassidy Heart.
(Daryl gets in the ring and makes his way over to Noah after passing off his championships. The two discuss strategy and it’s decided Noah will begin for his team. Ahren and Kassidy have already removed themselves from the ring so Osamu really has no choice but to begin. He’s fine with that, though.)
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Kawajai: Starting this match off for their respective teams are Noah Reigner and Osamu Arcichida! Their match last week ended in controversy with Noah teaching Osamu a valuable lesson. There are definitely many ways you can win here in Elite Answers Wrestling, and Osamu had to learn that the hard way. Noah and Osamu circle one another BUT JUST LIKE THAT THEY BOTH RUN FOR THE OPPOSITE CORNER! NOAH SENDS AHREN FOURNIER CRASHING TO THE MAT, JUST AS OSAMU SENDS THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION FLYING! NOAH WHIRLS AROUND RIGHT AS OSAMU DOES AND MR. CASH IN THE VAULT TAKES DOWN OSAMU WITH A STIFF FOREARM SMASH! NOAH JERKS OSAMU UP BY THE HAIR AND TOSSES HIM INTO THE CORNER JUST AS DARYL CLIMBS BACK UP ON THE APRON! NOAH WITH THOSE CHOPS TO THE CHEST OF OSAMU ARCICHIDA AND THE DOUBLE CHAMP DARYL KINKADE MAKES THE TAG!
Nick Angel: Noah Reigner and Daryl Kinkade are both working over Osamu Arcichida in the corner. I love how Osamu’s partner Ahren Fournier hasn’t even bothered to climb back up on the apron yet. He’s in deep conversation with Kassidy Heart, and god knows what the two of them are talking about. I definitely do not trust these two together as a unit, and I don’t think anyone else in EAW should either.
Kawajai: Well Osamu Arcichida certainly shouldn’t trust them because while he just got taken out with a suplex from Noah down onto Daryl Kinkade’s knee… great teamwork by the way, Kassidy and Ahren just snapped a selfie.
Nick Angel: Showdown trash.
Kawajai: Daryl scoops Osamu up and whips him into the ropes! Osamu comes back and manages to evade both Noah and Daryl! HE TAKES THEM BOTH OUT WITH A CLOTHESLINE! OSAMU ARCICHIDA PICKS NOAH REIGNER UP AND SENDS HIM THROUGH THE ROPES TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING! HE GRABS DARYL AND DELIVERS A STIFF UPPERCUT TO THE FACE OF THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION! DARYL KINKADE ATTEMPTS TO FIGHT BACK BUT OSAMU ARCICHIDA BLOCKS IT AND FIRES OFF A SERIES OF RIGHTS AND LEFTS, AND VARIOUS KICKS TO DARYL KINKADE. KINKADE IS ROCKED! KINKADE IS BACKED AGAINST THE ROPES! OSAMU SENDS HIM TO THE OUTSIDE WITH A CLOTHESLINE AND HE LANDS AT NOAH REIGNER’S FEET!
Nick Angel: Wow. We might be looking at the next National Elite Champion. Osamu Arcichida is incredible!
Kawajai: Ahren Fournier is slowly sneaking his way over to where Noah Reigner is attempting to regroup. This man is such a disgusting opportunist. Osamu is also out of the ring and he goes right for Daryl! Daryl and Osamu exchanging rights and lefts on the outside, and right as Noah tries to intervene Ahren clubs him from behind! Noah drops down to his knees and Ahren delivers a sick kick to the back of Noah Reigner’s skull. Ahren grabs the Assault Rifle by the tights and tosses him into the ring steps! Evelyn Ridley goes to check on Noah and Ahren turns his back to both of them.
Nick Angel: DARYL KINKADE WITH A FLYING KNEE TO AHREN FOURNIER! The GOAT goes down! Kinkade had disposed of Osamu for the time being by throwing him into the barricades and now he’s going after the former Interwire Champion! Daryl slams Ahren’s face off the apron and peppers him with punches to the face and head. SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX ON AHREN FOURNIER TO THE GROUND! Kassidy looks to slap the shit out of Daryl Kinkade BUT EVELYN RIDLEY JUST SMASHED THE EMPIRE TAG TEAM CHAMPION IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD! Kassidy falls right beside Ahren and man, that smirk across the face of Evelyn tells a story. She’s never hid her feelings about the Queen of Hearts.
Kawajai: Osamu Arcichida uses the distraction Evelyn caused to grab Daryl Kinkade from behind and get him back inside the ring! I can’t wait for these two to finally have their match at Wicked Games for the National Elite Championship. At this point, they hate one another and I live for this. I love when rivalries become personal and people take things to that next level.
Nick Angel: Osamu throws Daryl into the corner and is going for those sidekicks to the knee of the champion! Kinkade tries to defend them but Osamu slams his fist into Daryl’s face because he literally doesn’t care. He kicks Daryl in the gut, drags him to the center of the ring… THE BEST NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX IN THE BUSINESS!!!! OSAMU ARCICHIDA MAKES THE COVER!
Kawajai: DARYL KINKADE KICKS OUT!!!!!
Nick Angel: Osamu scoops up Daryl and throws him into the ropes. It looks like he wants to repeat his previous sequence but Noah Reigner slips inside the ring. Osamu lunges for Noah, but Noah rolls out of the way and that allows Daryl to chop block Osamu. Noah back on the apron now, calls for the tag, and Daryl Kinkade obliges! Noah is now back in this match and begins kicking away at that leg of Osamu Arcichida. Noah scoops Osamu up and brings him down with a backbreaker right across his knee! Reigner doesn’t go for the cover. Instead, he pulls Osamu up into position for the 91KO! NOAH IS ABLE TO HIT IT PERFECTLY AND HE GOES FOR A COVER OF HIS OWN NOW!
Kawajai: AHREN FOURNIER BREAKS IT UP WITH A KICK TO THE BACK OF NOAH REIGNER!
Nick Angel: Reigner is back up to his feet and he locks eyes with the GOAT. There’s definitely no respect between these two men, and neither one are saying anything. The looks on their faces says it all, and I love it. I want Noah to just knock the living daylights out of Ahren Fournier and send him back to Showdown. The actual nerve of this man to demand a championship match on a Voltage show just really annoys me to no end, and I want Noah to kill him. I truly do.
Kawajai: NOAH THROWS THE FIRST PUNCH!
Nick Angel: AHREN BLOCKS IT!
Kawajai: NOAH BLOCKS AHREN’S SHOT!
Nick Angel: The look across the face of the so-called Starboi is hilarious. He seems real angry that Noah Reigner was able to defend himself.
Kawajai: OSAMU ARCICHIDA WITH THE LEG SWEEP FROM BEHIND AND REIGNER FALLS DOWN! OSAMU GRABS NOAH IN A ONE-LEGGED BOSTON CRAB AND AHREN FOURNIER JUST LAUGHS!
Nick Angel: Ahren out of the ring now and turns his back on the action inside the ring. Osamu looks incredibly annoyed by his own partner, but he maintains that submission on Noah Reigner. Reigner is trying to pull himself towards the ropes, but Osamu violently stomps away on that knee he’s attempting to soften up. He pulls Noah up and quickly brings him back down with a snap suplex. It’s of course followed up by an elbow drop! He grabs Noah up by the hair and nails him with a side kick! Osamu drops down and looks to hit Noah with an uppercut, but Noah slams his knee into Osamu’s face. Osamu falls back and Noah goes for a cover! Osamu is out before the official can even begin the count, and Noah responds by jerking Osamu up and lifting him position for a stalling brainbuster!
Kawajai: But look! That gets Ahren’s attention and the GOAT climbs into the ring. Noah immediately releases Osamu Arcichida and goes right for Ahren. Ahren throws his hands up and steps back between the ropes and the official has no choice but to get between the two! The official forces Noah to back off, and Ahren just shrugs as if to say ‘oh well.’ Osamu rolls Noah up from behind! Noah is able to counter before the official can turn around and make a count! Both Noah and Osamu get back to their feet at the same time! Noah swings wildly, hoping to connect with that clothesline, but Osamu ducks and sends Reigner back into his own corner. Daryl Kinkade makes the tag and jumps on the top rope. He looks to fly with that missile dropkick but Osamu has it scouted! He lets Daryl Kinkade crash and burn and marches over to his corner! He slaps a tag to the chest of Ahren Fournier and Fournier looks completely insulted that Osamu did such a thing.
Ahren: Did you really just touch the GOAT? Did you honestly just put your hands on dis mother fucking Starboi?!
Osamu: Shut the fuck up.
Nick Angel: I’m glad we’ve never really tried to brand ourselves as a family friendly company.
Kawajai: The former Interwire Champion gets in the ring and that causes Kassidy Heart to start slamming her hands down on the apron. She seems to be the only person happy to see Ahren Fournier back in a Voltage ring. Daryl has gotten back to his feet now and sees that it’s now Ahren Fournier who stands across the ring from him. The National Elite and Unified Tag Team Champion seems game and the two circle one another. They lock up, with Ahren grabbing the early advantage with a side headlock. Daryl forces his way out of it, and lands a strike to the side of Ahren’s face. Ahren fires back with one of his own, and follows it up with a chop to the chest of Daryl Kinkade. Kinkade fights back with a chop of his own, then another one, and finally another strike to the side of Ahren’s face. Ahren seems game though and mimics Daryl… chop, chop, strike, and another chop! Daryl goes to fire right back but this time Ahren blocks it and sends Daryl into the corner! Daryl slams backfirst into the turnbuckles and Ahren rushes towards him! Daryl gets his feet up! Daryl on the second rope now! DIVING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! Ahren goes down and Daryl looks to capitalize but the GOAT rolls out of the ring. Kassidy rushes to his side and goes to help him up, and Daryl scales the ropes! He perches himself on the top turnbuckle and goes to fly, but Ahren pulls Kassidy in front of him. Kassidy taunts Daryl… someone she’s got her eyes on anyway given the fact the Jaded Hearts are entered into the Grand Prix tournament, and Daryl reluctantly climbs down from the top. Ahren sneaks back into the ring and attacks Daryl from behind and he slams the champion’s head off the turnbuckle.
Nick Angel: This is unfair, Kawajai. Kassidy Heart is going to ruin this match.
Kawajai: Ahren has Daryl by the hair and continues to slam his face off the turnbuckle. The self-proclaimed Starboi clubs Daryl in the back a few times before slamming him down on the mat. The back of Daryl’s head smacks off the mat and Ahren goes to the second rope! DOUBLE FOOT STOMP to the mid-section of Norfolk’s finest and Ahren goes for the cover.
Nick Angel: KICKOUT BY DARYL KINKADE! There you go, champ. Ahren looks annoyed but nevertheless he pulls Daryl back up. Ahren goes for a right hand, but Daryl does block. He hits Ahren with a punch to the stomach, followed up by an open-handed palm strike to the face. Ahren attempts to fight back, but Daryl nails Ahren in the stomach again with a knee and backs the GOAT against the ropes. The official warns Daryl to back off. AHREN WITH A STIFF CHOP TO DARYL’S THROAT! Daryl hits the mat and clutches his throat, and that gives Ahren the temporary opening. He drops down and begins choking Daryl Kinkade, forcing the official to begin administering the five count. Ahren lets go at the last possible second, before turning right back around and doing it again. Again, the official has to count and this time as Ahren breaks, he grabs Daryl by the hair. He drags Kinkade over to the ropes and forces his throat across it. Ahren drives his knee into the back of Kinkade’s neck and grabs the ropes for leverage. Again, Ahren has to break right before the five count. Ahren turns around and taunts Noah, drawing the official towards Noah’s corner.
Kawajai: Ugh. Kassidy Heart is using the ropes to choke Daryl now.
Nick Angel: That draws the attention of Evelyn Ridley who begins to walk towards Kassidy, but the Empire Tag Team Champion lets go of Kinkade and gives Evelyn the finger.
Kawajai (sarcastically): Classy.
Nick Angel: Ahren grabs a handful of Daryl’s tights and pulls him from the ropes. He scoops Daryl up and looks to bring him down, but Daryl wiggles free! HE CATCHES AHREN OFF GUARD, SMALL PACKAGE ROLL UP!
Nick Angel: AHREN KICKS OUT AND IMMEDIATELY JUMPS TO HIS FEET! HE ABSOLUTELY DESTROYS DARYL KINKADE WITH A SICK KICK TO THE SKULL AND KINKADE LOOKS TO BE OUT!
Kawajai: AHREN WITH THE COVER!!!
Kawajai: NOAH REIGNER BREAKS UP THE PIN! NOAH GRABS AHREN AND THROWS HIM INTO THE CORNER AND WE HAVE A FIGHT NOW! NOAH AND AHREN ARE EXCHANGING THOSE WICKED FOREARM SHOTS AND THIS CROWD IS LOSING THEIR MINDS RIGHT NOW! BACK AND FORTH THESE TWO MEN GO! AHREN WITH THE KNEE STRIKE! NOAH WITH A FOREARM SMASH! RIGHT HAND FROM AHREN! CHOP TO THE CHEST FROM NOAH! AHREN WITH A SIDE KICK TO NOAH. AND AGAIN. AND AGAIN. BUT NOAH CATCHES THE FOOT ON THE FOURTH ONE AND BRINGS AHREN DOWN TO THE MAT! NOAH ATTEMPTS TO GRAB THE ARM OF THE SHOWDOWN SUPERSTAR BUT AHREN IS ABLE TO ROLL THROUGH, SCRAMBLE TO HIS FEET, AND SLAM HIS KNEE INTO NOAH’S FACE. NOAH FALLS BACK AND AHREN STOMPS AWAY ON NOAH’S ANKLE. DARYL KINKADE IS BACK TO HIS FEET BUT AHREN HAS NOW LOCKED NOAH INTO A WICKED LOOKING INSIDE HEEL HOOK. REIGNER IS SCREAMING IN PAIN BECAUSE AHREN FOURNIER IS LITERALLY TRYING TO BREAK THE MAN’S ANKLE AT THE MOMENT AND PUT HIM OUT OF ACTION!
Nick Angel: DARYL KINKADE COMES RUNNING AT AHREN! AFTER MIDNIGHT CONNECTS WITH AHREN! AHREN IS DOWN! REIGNER IS FREE! KINKADE WITH THE COVER! BUT OSAMU ARCICHIDA FLIES! TAKING FLIGHT CONNECTS WITH DARYL KINKADE! ARCICHIDA THROWS FOURNIER ON TOP OF KINKADE FOR THE COVER! NOAH REIGNER FROM BEHIND THOUGH! HE GRABS ARCICHIDA! WOLFE’S BLOOD! HE LIFTS ARCICHIDA UP IN THE AIR! HE’S LOOKING FOR THE REIGNER SPECIAL! KASSIDY HEART ON THE APRON! SHE’S SCREAMING AT NOAH! THERE’S EVELYN RIDLEY! RIDLEY JERKS HEART OFF THE APRON AND SENDS HER CRASHING TO THE MAT WITH A FOREARM SMASH! FOURNIER HAS DISPOSED OF KINKADE AGAIN AND HE GRABS NOAH BY THAT ANKLE! NOAH SLAMS HIS KNEE INTO AHREN’S FACE AND THROWS AHREN OUTSIDE OF THE RING! FOURNIER IS QUICKLY BACK UP ON THE APRON! ARCICHIDA CHARGES AT REIGNER! REIGNER CATCHES ARCICHIDA AND SUPLEXES HIM INTO THE ROPES! FOURNIER HITS THE MAT! REIGNER GRABS ARCICHIDA AND THROWS HIM TO THE OUTSIDE AS WELL! OSAMU LANDS NEXT TO AHREN!
Kawajai: Holy shit! I need to catch my breath after that!
Nick Angel: Noah is checking on Daryl now, and Daryl is assuring the Assault Rifle that he’s fine and dandy. Meanwhile, on the outside, Ahren and Osamu are getting back to their feet!
Kawajai: NOAH REIGNER SEES THEM AND THERE HE GOES! SUICIDE DIVE TO THE OUTSIDE! AHREN FOURNIER AND OSAMU ARCICHIDA ARE DOWN! DARYL KINKADE LOOKS TO GET IN ON THE ACTION NOW AND HE’S CLIMBING TO THE TOP! WITHOUT HESITATING DARYL KINKADE FLIES THROUGH THE AIR!!!! MOONSAULT!!!!! THE CROWD ROARS THEIR APPROVAL!!!!!
Nick Angel: This match is amazing.
Kawajai: Noah Reigner is the first man to get back to his feet and he helps his partner back up, who is technically the legal man in this match along with Ahren Fournier. Daryl rolls into the ring to break up the count and Noah pulls Ahren up. He hits Ahren with a couple of forearms before throwing the GOAT back into the ring. Osamu Arcichida is also back up and he’s also getting back into the ring. All four men meet in the center of the ring, and oh man. You can cut the tension with a knife. Daryl and Osamu have their eyes locked on one another. Noah and Ahren are glaring at one another. The official looks a little uneasy about this situation and I don’t even blame him. He’s trying to order Noah and Osamu out of the ring but he gets shoved to the side! AHREN AND OSAMU WITH KICKS TO NOAH AND DARYL! NOAH AND DARYL FIRE BACK WITH WITH STIFF RIGHT HANDS! ALL FOUR MEN ARE BRAWLING NOW! THIS IS NO LONGER A WRESTLING MATCH. IT’S LITERALLY JUST A BRAWL! DARYL AND OSAMU IN THE CORNER POUNDING AWAY ON ONE ANOTHER! OSAMU WANTS THAT NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPIONSHIP SO BAD! HE MANAGES TO GET THE UPPER HAND ON DARYL KINKADE AND THEIR FIGHT SPILLS TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING! MEANWHILE, AHREN AND NOAH ARE TRADING BLOWS AND JOCKEYING BACK AND FORTH FOR POSITION! NOAH PRESSES AHREN BACK AGAINST THE ROPES, BUT AHREN IS ABLE REVERSE! AHREN WITH THOSE FOREARM SHOTS! NOAH FIGHTS BACK! BOTH OF THESE MEN ARE STRIKERS AND THEY ARE DESTROYING ONE ANOTHER RIGHT NOW.
Nick Angel: KINKADE HAS TAKEN CONTROL OF ARCICHIDA ON THE OUTSIDE AND WHIPS HIM INTO THE BARRICADE! DARYL TAKES OFF RUNNING AND HE’S LOOKING TO FLY! HE USES THE STEEL RING STEPS FOR MOMENTUM BUT OSAMU ARCICHIDA MOVES! DARYL’S FACE SLAMS AGAINST THE STEEL BARRICADE!
Kawajai: IN THE RING, AHREN RAKES NOAH ACROSS THE FACE AND SENDS HIM CRASHING WITH WICKED LOOKING LARIAT! NOAH SITS UP AND AHREN SUPERKICKS HIM RIGHT IN THE JAW! AHREN GOES FOR THE COVER BUT NOW IT’S EVELYN RIDLEY WHO’S UP ON THE APRON! SHE IS SCREAMING AT AHREN AND THAT SENDS KASSIDY RUNNING! SHE PULLS EVELYN DOWN AND BEGINS BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF HER. KASSIDY HAS SNAPPED ON EVELYN RIDLEY AND PULLS NOAH’S BODYGUARD UP BY THE HAIR. SHE SCREAMS OBSCENITIES AT EVELYN AND SLAMS EVELYN’S FACE INTO THE RING STEPS! KASSIDY ISN’T DONE THOUGH! SHE’S PULLING UP THAT PROTECTIVE PADDING AND AHREN IS YELLING AT HER CURB STOMP EVELYN AND TAKE HER OUT.
Nick Angel: TAKE ‘EM TO CHURCH BY KASSIDY TO EVELYN!
Kawajai: She should probably change the name of that…
Nick Angel: NOAH REIGNER IS BACK UP AND HE GRABS AHREN! HE SPINS AHREN AROUND!!!! THE KILL SHOT! THAT’S IT! THAT’S IT! NOAH HAS THIS WON! HE GOES FOR THE COVER! KASSIDY SCRAMBLES UP ON THE APRON RIGHT AS OSAMU ARCICHIDA COMES FLYING INTO THE RING! NOAH MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AND OSAMU LANDS ON AHREN! DARYL KINKADE BACK INSIDE AND GRABS ARCICHIDA! FROM NORFOLK, WITH LOVE! NOAH REIGNER HAS HAD ENOUGH OF KASSIDY HEART AND HE GRABS HER BY THE HAIR AND PULLS HER INTO THE RING! KASSIDY LASHES OUT AND SLAMS HER KNEE INTO NOAH’S STOMACH! NOAH STRIKES BACK BY SLAPPING THE SHIT OUT OF KASSIDY! NOAH KICKS HER IN THE STOMACH AND LIFTS HER UP. OHMYGOD STALLING BRAINBUSTER! HE JUST ABSOLUTELY PLANTED KASSIDY HEART IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING. DARYL KINKADE IS UP AT THE TOP ROPE NOW! DIVING METEORA! KASSIDY IS DONE. THANK GOD FOR THAT!
Kawajai: AHREN AND OSAMU ARE BOTH BACK UP THOUGH! AHREN GRABS NOAH AND SLAMS HIM DOWN!!!!! STORYBOOK ENDING! OSAMU GRABS DARYL! MUSCLE BUSTER!!!!!! AHREN TURNS HIS ATTENTION TO OSAMU ARCICHIDA AND WHAT IS HE DOING?!
Nick Angel: PROTECT YA NECK! AHREN FOURNIER JUST TOOK OUT HIS OWN PARTNER!!! THIS CROWD IS LIVID. AHREN FOURNIER JUST TURNED ON HIS PARTNER AND RUINED THIS MAIN EVENT!
Kawajai: Ahren drops down to the outside. He grabs Kassidy’s ankle and pulls her out of the ring as well! Ahren throws his business partner over his shoulder and makes his way to the back, throwing his middle finger up at this sold out crowd. What the hell, Nick?!
Nick Angel: No one inside the ring is moving and the official looks baffled as to what to do!
Kawajai: Ahren Fournier and Kassidy’s carcass have disappeared to the back and we are left with the official standing in the middle of the ring, surrounded by carnage. What on Earth is gunna happen next?
Nick Angel: For lack of a better word, absolute fuckery I’m sure. Wicked Games is right around the corner. Voltage knew what it was getting itself into when it invited competitors from all brands to come and compete.
Kawajai: Man, what a show.
Nick Angel: Goodnight everyone.
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