Anna C. Flowers
(EAW intro plays.)
(As always, Voltage kicks off with a recap video of last week’s episode!)
● Captain Charisma kicking off last week’s Voltage is highlighted, including all the announcements he made in regards to Tempes!!!
● The amazing back and forth match with The Visual Prophet and Gavin San Drakos is shown! Viz would pull out the victory!
● The backstage brawl between Jack Ripley and Charlie Marr! Charlie would gain the upperhand and destroy Jack with the Charing Cross!
● Xander Payne versus Korey Gaines, with Noah Reigner and Denis Ryley on commentary! This match would be action packed, and full of fuckery! Xander would pick up the victory, but take a Kill Shot afterwards!
● Sienna Jade and Kassidy Heart would profess their love for another, only to be interrupted by The Revolution!!! Jake Smith and Joshua Nicholls would end up having the Unified Tag Team Championships slammed into their faces!
● The Revolution get their revenge! After removing James and Rich from commentary, The Revolution would call the Unified Tag Team Championship match featuring The Jaded Hearts against The Legion. The Jaded Hearts would retain, but it would be The Revolution who stood tall and proud at the end!
● Jackson Blayde cancels The Blaydemerican Dream! Jackson runs down Charlie and his dirty victory from the week prior, and turns his attention to Farrell V! Jackson makes sure to let Farrell know that he will be watching his match very closely!
● Farrell V and Myles, in a match that would set the crowd on absolute fire! Myles would get a huge victory over Farrell and the two men would shake hands at the end! Jackson and Jazmin would be seen backstage, with Jackson vowing to take care of Farrell before Tempest!
● Rex McAllister and Daryl Kinkade run into one another backstage! In what starts as an innocent enough conversation, escalates to the point where Rex has to walk away!
● Rex versus Charlie and it’s everything wrestling fans thought it would be! The back and forth match was nothing more than a brawl, with Jack showing up and getting involved. As promised, Rex would turn the other cheek and let Jack have his way with Charlie. In the end, Rex would pick up the victory and Jack would gain revenge on Charlie. Voltage would end with Charlie Marr getting superkicked right off the stage!
(The recap video fades out, and gold pyro begins to shoot out from the stage. The fans inside the SAP Center are cheering loudly and waving around their signs as the ‘33rd Blakk Glass’ by Sosmula & Zillakami is playing! The cameras cut away from the crowd and immediately switch to the backstage area!)
(The scene opens up backstage and Veena Adams is seen sitting in her purple bedazzled wheelchair. She wears a pair of designer jeans, spiked and studded black Louboutin ankle booties, and a flowing white silk top. Tonight, she wears a denim neckbrace with a diamond in the center of it to match her jeans and keep her stylish despite her terrible disability. Her platinum blonde locks are pulled back into a neat bun, and she is surrounded by several men and women from the San Jose Police Department. Veena folds her hands in her lap and clears her throat.)
Veena Adams: I want to thank all of you for being here tonight. As you all are well aware, earlier today myself and The Visual Prophet officially filed for and received a restraining order against Tyler Wolfe. She is not allowed within 20,000 feet of either of us, which means she is banned from this building tonight. After her awful threats against us on Empire, we just can’t take any chances. The Visual Prophet is a champion of this company, and he has an absolutely GRUELING match against an extremely violent and horrible individual named Finn Edwards tonight. We simply can’t risk him getting hurt in that match because we are looking over our shoulders for an emotionally charged female simpleton with a complex. Tyler Wolfe is dangerous and she is most certainly a hazard to everyone she comes in contact with, including herself. Someone like Tyler needs to be institutionalized but unfortunately I can only do so much to keep her away from Voltage. This will have to suffice until someone in her immediate family takes control of the situation and has her properly hospitalized for her issues. I would love nothing more than to see Tyler Wolfe carted out of the arena in a straight jacket because she’s certifiably insane, but having her arrested on site should she show up tonight will be fine I guess.
(Veena lets out a dramatic sigh and gestures towards herself.)
Veena Adams: Tyler Wolfe did this to me and that’s not something I can ever forgive. I live with the horror of her taking away my ability to walk every single day. It may be too late for me, and I will never, ever walk again, but it’s not to late for Viz. I will not allow that disturbed woman to harm a hair on his perfect head. If Tyler shows up tonight, please make sure you take her down by any means necessary. I don’t care if you have to pull a gun on her. Shoot to kill by all means. But do not let her near myself or The Visual Prophet.
Police Officer #1: Of course, Miss Adams. And God bless you. You are so brave.
Several Other Officers: So, so brave.
(Veena touches her hand to her heart.)
Veena Adams: Thank you. I know the men and women in blue don’t get the credit they deserve, but I hope you know that I appreciate each and every single one of you.
(One by one, the police officers walk up to Veena and shake her hand. Voltage fades to its first commercial break.)
(Commercial break for MSN groups. The nostalgia is real.)
(Voltage returns from commercial break and cuts to the Rich Russillo and James Peters sitting at the broadcast table. Both of them look excited for tonight’s show!)
James Peters: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another edition of Sunday Night Voltage!
Rich Russillo: I think all of us are still feeling the effects of what happened last week, but what a show we have lined up for you all tonight! That fucking image of Charlie Marr flying off the stage has left me shaken!
James Peters: I think I’m most excited to see the rivalry between Korey Gaines and Denis Ryley come to a head tonight! These two have been at each other’s throats for weeks now and Captain Charisma finally decided to put an end to it!
Rich Russillo: Gaines versus Ryley is going to culminate in a ladder match tonight with a ‘unique opportunity’ on the line. The last time Gaines found himself in a match like that, he lost to Farrell V and as a result, Farrell gained a shot at at the National Elite Championship!
James Peters: Three of our most watched Elitists in POP, Farrell V, and The Visual Prophet are all in action! Lethal Consequences will face off against Myles in what we believe is going to be an actual match this time.
Rich Russillo: Daryl Kinkade will be taking on Gavin San Drakos, and Gavin has looked great in his first two matches here on Voltage! Ohmygawd, we also have a Hot Pocket Eating Contest featuring the four members of the Big Bhris Bhampionship match at Tempest!!!
James Peters: :wow:
Rich Russillo: So goat.
James Peters: Our World Heavyweight Champion, Noah Reigner, is fresh off his victory on Dynasty and here tonight.
Rich Russillo: And tonight’s main event features a grudge match, pitting Cameron Ella Ava against Jack Ripley.
James Peters: With Charlie Marr on commentary, that match promises to be explosive!
Rich Russillo: I’m sure there’s going to be some surprises along the way as well.
James Peters: Of course, because something tells me that not even the San Jose PD is going to be able to keep Tyler Wolfe out of the building tonight.
Rich Russillo: Speaking of that situation, earlier today our colleague Sofia Clarke sat down with The Visual Prophet, Veena, and Nina and got an exclusive interview from the three of them.
James Peters: When we return from commercial break, we’re going to take you straight to that footage. So sit tight, folks! GOATage will be right back!
(Commercial break for Rice-A-Roni. Chicken and garlic the GOAT flavor. Ahren Fournier and Kassidy Heart say so.)
(Voltage reopens to footage that was taped earlier today. Sofia Clarke sits in an unknown location inside the arena. She is with Veena Adams, The Visual Prophet, and Nina, and they sit across from her. All of them look immaculate, which is no surprise given how fabulous they all are. The Visual Prophet has his New Breed Championship sitting in his lap.)
Sofia Clarke: I just want to start by thanking the three of you for joining me tonight. Viz, I know you have a match later on tonight against Finn Edwards.
(Viz sighs, annoyed at the prospect he was sent to face.)
The Visual Prophet: I almost forgot about that peon. Ugh! Yes, I’m facing one half of The Legion, one Finn Edwards, but best believe because he has a forgettable face doesn’t mean I’m not prepared for him. Easy come, easy goes…I’m going to batter that little boy in that ring and make an example of this kid for every newcomer walking in to EAW trying to make a statement on my behalf!
Nina: Me and Viz trained all week and he is ready! Bae is ready!
Sofia Clarke: Nina you look nice today. I see you and The Visual Prophet are wearing some interesting clothing here.
Nina: Vizzy has a clothing line with a Fashion Nova! He just got the deal this morning and we are wearing some of the pieces tonight!
The Visual Prophet: My agent Myra Rosenhaus has been connecting me to brands across all spectrums and allowed me to collaborate with THE Fashion Nova clothing line to bring some of my amazing tastes to men and women everywhere. You should check out our blouses when they drop, Sofia.
Veena Adams: This is just a prime example of what Viz brings to the table and why he is the centerpiece of my incredible vision for Voltage. Not only is this man in a class of his own in terms of wrestling, but he can literally do anything. Viz is a man who was sent to make the world a better place, and I feel so blessed that he made his way where to Elite Answers Wrestling and is representing all of us as the greatest champion this company has.
Sofia Clarke: Of course. Next week at the Empire exclusive event, The Iconic Cup, Viz, you will defend your New Breed Championship against Tyler Wolfe. This past week on Empire we saw you bring the rivalry between yourself and Tyler to an even more personal level. Why did you have to bring Tyler’s family into things?
(Veena lets out a rather cruel laugh.)
Veena Adams: First of all, Tyler is the one who made this shit personal when she superkicked me and put me in this wheelchair. That nasty little cunt had absolutely no business picking a fight with me when I’m not exactly in any condition to compete. Secondly, that little bitch wasn’t even Tyler’s real family, so lets not sit here and act like The Visual Prophet committed some unspeakable act. Capri was a nobody… literally nothing.
The Visual Prophet: I am all for women’s rights, Sofia. Capri was a prospect who has potential but clearly training at The Plant couldn’t prepare her for the beating I gave her. I never wanted to make this personal, but I have no problem going the personal route because I am a master of mind games. Tyler attacks our Vanilla Goddess but media members like you sit behind your computers and tell these Internet nerds that I made things personal. I didn’t make things personal, the big bad Wolfe did!
Sofia Clarke: You know, a lot of people believe that Veena got what she deserved a few weeks ago.
Veena Adams: Well those people can get fucked because at the end of the day, Viz is going to march out to that ring at the Iconic Cup and he is going to make sure that nasty hag Tyler Wolfe knows her fucking place. Her place is flat on her goddamn back, looking up at the lights, while Viz asserts his dominance and shows the world why women don’t belong inside his ring.
The Visual Prophet: That Wolfe has been barking about being able to go toe to toe with me; all noise. She howls and gets loud and at The Iconic Cup I am prepared to turn her volume down!
Sofia Clarke: But you still had no reason to injure an innocent person. Capri Alatorre might never wrestle again…
The Visual Prophet: So? These are the risks we take when we get in that ring. Tyler Wolfe brags about putting girls like Daisy Trash and Clara Lovelace on the shelf but I’m a villain for breaking Capri Alatorre’s ankle? Hogwash!
Sofia Clarke: Well Tyler Wolfe is a more seasoned competitor than Capri, not to mention she’s bigger and stronger, and a lot more powerful. What’s your gameplan? How do you plan to handle her? You know she is going to bring absolutely everything she has to this match and isn’t going to rest until she puts you down for the three count.
Veena Adams (scoffing): As if that would ever happen.
The Visual Prophet: The game plan is simple: win! People love all these tactics, all this strategy, this isn’t a fair match up at all. Tyler Wolfe is a tough girl, one of the toughest. If she was going against her boyfriend I can see her winning. I’m not her boyfriend, I’m not her lover, her homie, her bestie…I’m the New Breed champion. I’m the Sovereign and I will do whatever it takes to remain thy champion!
Sofia Clarke: Fine. What does being New Breed Champion mean to you?
The Visual Prophet: Everything! I won this title at King of Elite and all I’ve heard from idiots is that this is a lower tier title in EAW. It’s malarkey, foolish talk by foolish people. I’m the definition of New Breed. Nobody has ever or will ever represent this title better than me. I have gone to Empire and raised this title in the faces of all naysayers. I have swapped hands with the World Heavyweight Champion on Voltage and had him begging for his life. This title in anybody else’s hands is just a belt. In mine? It’s become THE title to fight for by men and women looking to make their name bigger!
Sofia Clarke: You have to entertain the possibility that Tyler Wolfe does defeat you at the Iconic Cup. IF that does happen, what’s next for The Visual Prophet?
Veena Adams: Well first of all, that would never happen so I don’t know why the fuck you’re even asking him that. Tyler is a weak, stupid woman and has proven time and time again she can’t measure up to any man in this company. The fact you would even speak such a thing in our presence makes me want to call my uncle right now and get you fired.
Sofia Clarke: Look, I’m just doing my job. I have to ask these questions…
The Visual Prophet: What’s next? I can’t even conceive a life without this New Breed title. Maybe I finish what I started with your World Heavyweight Champion and break his ankle like I should have done weeks ago. Maybe me and Veena Adams go bully those Empire women who beg for equality more and more on a permanent basis? Maybe I go on to win Grand Rampage and leave everyone aghast at my abilities and shock the world? Anything is possible when you are The Visual Prophet.
Sofia Clarke: Alright so you make it through Tyler. Tempest is on the horizon and Captain Charisma has granted Myles a shot at the New Breed Championship. What are your thought on him?
Veena Adams: Matty should probably stop handing title shots and ‘unique opportunities’ out like candy to be honest…
The Visual Prophet: Myles is the most overhyped wrestler in EAW and I have never been more serious than I am right now. I will beat him like I am going to beat Finn Edwards.
Sofia Clarke: So what are your long term goals for EAW? It’s almost Pain for Pride season and there’s going to be plenty of opportunities for every wrestler here in EAW to make an impact.
The Visual Prophet: My goal is to become the biggest star in EAW history, to shine brighter than all before me and all after me. My name will be said by all who watches this sport we subscribe to. I will offer all these idiots my love and if you all finally fall in line, you may be spared. Maybe!
Sofia Clarke: Do you see yourself walking into Pain for Pride as the New Breed Champion?
The Visual Prophet: The prophecy is promised to come true, Sofia. I will defend this New Breed title and look beautiful as I do it. Oh by the way, I watched Under Siege last night. I see you SOSA.
Sofia Clarke: Do you have any final words for Tyler, or anyone else here in EAW who might not appreciate what you bring to the table?
(The Visual Prophet removes his sunglasses and flashes the camera his million dollar smile.)
The Visual Prophet: Say My Name, Ty! ?
Sofia Clark: Thank you for your time.
(The interview fades out and Voltage cuts to commercial break.)
(Commercial break for new Orange Vanilla Coca-Cola. It sounds as disgusting as Chudd is fat.)
(Voltage returns from commercial break and it’s time for the first match of the night!! Bella Braxton is standing by, ready to get things underway!)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first!
(‘In My Mind’ by Dynoro and Gigi D’Agostino blares throughout the arena with a mixed reaction from the attending crowd. Finn Edwards steps onto the stage with his accompanying tag team partner Kyie Daniels by his side. )
Bella Braxton: From Birmingham, England, weighing in at 205 pounds….. Accompanied by Kyie Daniels, FINNNNNNNNNN EDDDWARRDDDSSS
Rich Russillo: Last week, The Legion faced off against the Jaded Hearts in a match for the Unified Tag Team Championships. While they came up short, they certainly put up a good fight.
James Peters: Not that we would really know since those two asswipes The Revolution bullied us and kicked us out of OUR broadcast booth.
Rich Russillo: Well, at least the Jaded Hearts kicked their butts at Under Siege last night.
James Peters: Dumb mother freakers.
Rich Russillo: :mjgrin:
(Finn and Kyie slip into the ring and take a corner, with Kyie going over strategy with his tag team partner. Their theme music fades. ‘Another One Bites The Dust’ by Queen blasts through the speaker alongside a thunderous eruption of jeers. The Visual Prophet reveals himself, stepping through the blinding smoke as the crowd refuse to stand, not giving any respect to the New Breed Champion.)
Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT! From Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 230 pounds… HE IS THE EAW NEW BREED CHAMPION….. THE VISUALLL PROPPPPHETTTT!!!!!
(Viz takes a moment to bask in the hate of the crowd, and they let him know exactly how they feel about him.)
James Peters: I hope Tyler Wolfe somehow gets into this building tonight. There is literally no one on this roster who deserves their ass beat more than The Visual Prophet.
Rich Russillo: The actual arrogance that drips from this man is sick. I have never seen anyone who enjoys the sound of their own voice as much as Viz.
(Viz saunters down to the ring and finally gets inside. After a few minutes, he unstraps his championship and poses with it. Finn and Kyie look super annoyed by this, but nonetheless they let Viz have his moment. Viz’s music plays itself out and once it ends, he finally passes his championship over to the referee. The referee passes it to Bella, and calls for the bell.)
( DING! DING! DING! )
James Peters: The referee has signalled for the start of the match and the bell has rung. Finn Edwards and The Visual Prophet locking eyes onto each other, beginning to walk circles around the ring. Finn Edwards looking to overthrow the New Breed Sovereign here tonight as he goes in for the collar-and-elbow tie up!
Rich Russillo: Prophet outsmarting him as he quickly circles around his waist, picking him up BUT FINN GRABS HIS HEAD, ROLLING HIM DOWN WITH A HEADLOCK!!! Prophet now grabbing his head with his two legs, trapping him in a headscissors, but FINN KIPS-UP, RELEASING HIM FROM THE HOLD AS HE RUNS THE ROPES!
James Peters: Prophet jumps down, forcing Finn to jump over him as he gets up to his feet! Prophet running across the ring, trying to meet the pace of Finn but FINN SPRINGING UP TOWARDS HIM AND TAKING HIM DOWN WITH A HURRICANRANA!! BUT PROPHET FLIPS UPWARDS, SPRINGING RIGHT UP TO HIS FEET AS FINN RUNS THE ROPES AGAIN!
Rich Russillo: Edwards dodges the clothesline attempt, rebounding off the ropes as Prophet turns around! PROPHET PICKS HIM UP!! AND SLAMS HIM DOWN WITH A SPINNING SPINEBUSTER!! COVER!!!
ONE… TW-
James Peters: Kick out! Prophet now grabbing his head, tightening his grip around his neck as he has him in a headlock! Kyie Daniels spitting motivating words at Finn Edwards while he tries to flatten his legs, attempting to trap Prophet’s head with a headscissors. Finn now locking him in, but Prophet rolling around the ring, getting onto his knees as his head is still trapped in that headscissors hold! PROPHET ROLLS OVER AND PINS HIM DOWN!!!
Rich Russillo: The referee unable to get a count in as Prophet immediately picks him up with an Alabama Slam position! BUT FINN GRABS HIS ARMS, REVERSING IT HE IS LOOKING FOR HIS DOUBLE UNDERHOOK PILEDRIVER!!! BUT PROPHET SPINS HIM AROUND!!! SPINNING BACKFIST!! NO!!! PROPHET MISSES IT AS FINN TUMBLES TOWARDS HIM!!! AND BULLDOZES THROUGH HIM WITH A BRUTAL LARIAT!!! Prophet now kneeling on the canvas as Finn powers it up! DISHONOUR!! THE KNEE TO THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD CONNECTS AS HE GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
ONE… TW-
James Peters: KICK OUT!!! Finn Edwards now in moving motion as he immediately gets right back up to his feet, picking Prophet up to his feet, attempting to lift the Prophet up! BUT PROPHET GRABS HIS HEAD, CRADLING HIM DOWN FOR A PIN!!
ONE… TWO… TH
James Peters: CLOSE CALL AS BOTH MEN GET UP TO THEIR FEET!! PROPHET JUMPING UP!! KNEE STRIKE!! NO!!! EDWARDS CAUGHT HIM, WRAPPING HIS ARMS AROUND HIS WAIST AS HE SLAMS HIM DOWN!! RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX, SENDING HIM REELING DOWN TO RINGSIDE AS EDWARDS RUNS THE ROPES!!
Rich Russillo: SUICIDEEEEE DIVE!!! NO!!!! PROPHET CAUGHT HIM IN MID AIR!!! THE POWER DISPLAYED AS PROPHET THROWS HIM INTO THE EL SALVADORIAN ANNOUNCE TABLE WITH AN OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!!! JESUS!!!!
James Peters: Hopefully we don’t get banned from a third country now. Anyways! Prophet now quickly grabbing Edwards, throwing him into the ring as he climbs up the turnbuckles! Edwards in a precarious position as Prophet looks to end the match! HE IS LOOKING FOR THE ELBOW THAT WON HIM THE NEW BREED CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT KYIE DANIELS DISTRACTING HIM ON THE APRON!!! AND EDWARDS SWEEPS HIS LEGS, MAKING HIM GO CRASHING DOWN ONTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!!! The distraction from the other Legionnaire costing The Visual Prophet and Edwards now hooking his arms, snatching him off the turnbuckles! DOUBLE UNDERHOOK… PILEDRIVER!!!! PROPHET SPIKED ONTO THE CANVAS AS EDWARDS GOES IN FOR THE COVER!!
ONE… TWO… THRE-
James Peters: NO!!!! PROPHET GETS HIS SHOULDER OFF THE CANVAS!!! Finn Edwards couldn’t put him away with his signature Double Underhook Piledriver and he is shocked! Edwards now dragging himself backwards towards his partner Kyie Daniels, brainstorming on what he should do next to finish The Visual Prophet! Finn Edwards now sliding out to ringside, grabbing the steel stairs as he releases it from the exterior corner as Finn Edwards inserts himself back into the ring, pulling Visual Prophet’s hair!
Rich Russilo: Finn trying to throw him out of the ring but VISUAL PROPHET SPINS HIM AROUND!!! AND BRINGS HIM DOWN INTO AN STO!!!! AND DRILLS HIM INTO THE MAT WITH A TWISTING DDT!!! IT CONNECTS!!
ONE… TWO… THRE-
Rich Russillo: KICK OUT!!! FINN EDWARDS ABLE TO ESCAPE OUT OF THAT PIN PREDICAMENT!!! Prophet now grabbing his wrist, pulling him up to his feet as he spins him around!!! KISSS TOOOO THE H- NO!!! FINN WITH A CLOTHESLINE!!! THE TITAN WRIST-LOCK CLOTHESLINE CONNECTS AS FINN IMMEDIATELY GETS PROPHET OUT OF THE RING, PULLING HIM TOWARDS THE STEEL STAIRS AS HE LAYS HIM ATOP IT!!
James Peters: DOUBLE UNDERHOOK PILEDRIVER INCOMING!!! ONTO THE STEEL STA- NO!!! PROPHET PICKS HIM UP IN A FIREMAN’S CARRY!!!! AND SLAMS HIM DOWN INTO THE STEEL STAIRS WITH A ROLLING DEATH VALLEY DRIVER!! THE PROPHET DRIVER CONNECTS AS HE GRABS HIM BY HEAD, PULLING HIM INTO THE RING!!!
Rich Russillo: Prophet now sliding into the ring but KYIE DANIELS PULLS DOWN ONTO HIS LEG, PREVENTING HIM FROM FINISHING HIS PARTNER OFF!!! Prophet now turns around AND KNOCKS HIM OUT COLD WITH A DEVASTATING FOREARM!!! KISS TO THE HEAD ONTO KYIE DANIELS, REMOVING HIM FROM EDWARDS’ SIDE!!
James Peters: Prophet now getting into the ring, stepping through the ropes and grabbing Edwards! BUT EDWARDS LIFTS HIM UP!!! AND DRILLS HIM WITH A BRAINBUSTER!! COVER!!!
ONE… TWO… THREE!
Rich Russillo: NO!!!! PROPHET POPS HIS SHOULDER OFF THE CANVAS!! Edwards outraged that The Visual Prophet is still in this match! There are many reasons to why this man holds the right to be the EAW New Breed Championship and they are on display in this match! The heart! The resiliency! And the drive!
James Peters: Edwards trying to look for his tag team partner, Kyie Daniels, but he is nowhere to be found! Edwards now with a desperate look on his face as he grabs Prophet’s legs! He lifts them up, PULLING HIM UP WITH A WHEELBARROW HOLD!!! AND TRANSITIONING IT INTO AN ARMBAR!!! BUT PROPHET AVOIDED THE ARMBAR INITIATION! HE ROLLS OVER EDWARDS, PICKING HIM UP WITH HIM!!!
Rich Russillo: PROPHET DRIVER!!!! The rolling death valley driver connects as The Visual Prophet quickly ascends the turnbuckles! He is perched atop! HERE IT COMES!!! BOOOWWWW TOOOO THEEE HEAAAAARRRRTTT!!!!
ONE… TWO….. THREEE!!!!!
( DING! DING! DING! )
(‘Another One Bites The Dust’ by Queen hits much to the disgust of the crowd. It’s not like they really wanted Finn Edwards to win, but they damn sure didn’t want to see The Visual Prophet emerge victorious either. The Visual Prophet, with a smile on his, collapses into the corner after his hand was raised by the referee. With the EAW New Breed Championship in his hands, he uses the ropes to get up to his feet, raising it above his head in pride )
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…… THE VISUALLLL PROPPPPHETTTT!!!
Rich Russillo: What a battle from these two men here tonight! Finn Edwards putting the New Breed Sovereign to the test and he put on an incredible performance!
James Peters: We are six days away from the Iconic Cup and The Visual Prophet wants to walk into his championship defense against Tyler Wolfe with the most momentum he can have! The Visual Prophet with yet another impressive performance and victory here tonight!
(Viz continues his celebration as Voltage fades to a commercial break.)
(Commercial break for knee strikes. Remi Skyfire once broke Tyler Wolfe’s face with hers!)
(When Voltage returns, the action continues on and cuts to Bella, who is back inside the ring. The camera zooms in a briefcase that is hanging from the ceiling.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is a ladder match! AND IN THIS BRIEFCASE HOLDS AN UNIQUE OPPORTUNITY FOR THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH!!!
(‘Type-03’ by Mick Gordon blasts through the speaker to a thunderous rainfall of boos. Denis Ryley steps onto the stage with a smirk planted across his face. He scans the San Jose audience before walking down the ramp for his match.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST! FROM ORLANDO, FLORIDA, WEIGHING IN AT 204 POUNDS… DENNNNISSS RYYYLEYYYYY!!!!
Rich Russillo: The hatred and tension between these two men has been building for weeks…
James Peters: It’s been back and forth between Denis and Korey, and now it’s coming a head. Who’s going to walk out with this unique opportunity?!
Rich Russillo: I want to know what the unique opportunity is!!!!
(While Denis Ryley prepares in his respective corner, ‘Crazy Train’ by Ozzy Osbourne blares throughout the arena along with an eruption of joy from the crowd in attendance. Korey Gaines reveals himself to the crowd with a smile on his face, walking down the ramp as he stares his opponent down.)
Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT!! FROM OKLAHOMA CITY, OKLAHOMA, WEIGHING IN AT 170 POUNDS… KORRRREYYY GAIIIINNNNESSSSS!!!!!
James Peters: Korey Gaines already knows what it’s like to compete for a ‘unique opportunity’ here in EAW and come up short. You know it eats him alive that he lost the first one he was offered to Farrell V.
Rich Russillo: As a result of that loss, Farrell V finds himself in a position to take the National Elite Championship away from Jackson Blayde at Tempest!
James Peters: But tonight is about redemption for Korey Gaines, and a chance for him to shut Denis up once and for all.
(Korey gets into the ring and immediately he and Denis get in one another’s faces. Denis shoves Korey! Korey shoves Denis! They are screaming at one another! The referee doesn’t even bother to try and separate them! He immediately calls for the bell!)
( DING! DING DING! )
Rich Russillo: The match is underway and both men look at each other and immediately rush out of the ring to get a ladder! These two individuals have had their eyes fixated on each other for weeks and now they have the final opportunity to prove who is the best in one of the most destructive way possible and that is in a ladder match!
James Peters: Korey Gaines and Denis Ryley sliding their own ladders into the squared circle! BOTH MEN QUICKLY GETTING INTO THE RING!!! Both Gaines and Ryley with a ladders in their possession, staring each other down! Both are calling for a sword-like battle but GAINES DROPS THE LADDER AND TELLS HIM TO BRING IT ON!!!
Rich Russillo: A ballsy move from Korey Gaines as Denis Ryley is ecstatic, calling him stupid as he rushes towards him! KOREY SLIDES DOWN, DUCKING THE LADDER!!! DENIS TURNS AROUND, TRYING TO MEET THE AGILITY OF KOREY!!!! KOREY WITH A BICYCLE KICK TO DENIS!!! DENIS MOMENTARILY STAGGERED, CATCHING HIS BREATH AS KOREY JUMPS ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE!!! SPINNING AROUND!!!!
James Peters: OH!!!! DENIS SMASHING THE JAW OF KOREY GAINES IN MID AIR WITH THE EDGE OF THE LADDER!!! OH MY GOD!!! KOREY MAY BE OUT!!! Denis with a bright smile on his face while he sets the ladder up in the center of the ring! He begins to ascend the ladder but Korey grabs his foot, holding onto it as he prevents Ryley from retrieving the opportunity hung from the rafters!
Rich Russillo: Denis still tries to climb up the ladder but Korey grabs his other leg, detaching it from the ladder steps as he picks him up on his shoulders! POWERBOMB POSITION!!! DENIS HOLDING ONTO The LADDER BUT KOREY PULLS HIM AWAY!!! KOREY RUNS INTO THE CORNER!!! BUT DENIS HOPS OVER HIS HEAD!!!
James Peters: DENIS GETTING OUT OF THE PRECARIOUS POSITION AS HE DASHES INTO KOREY!! SUPERKICK!!!! NO!! DENIS CAUGHT HIS FOOT AND PUSHES HIM AWAY AS HE SPINS AROUND!!! DISCUS FOREARM SMASH AND DENIS GOES REELING BACK INTO THE CORNER!!! Korey Gaines temporarily removing Denis from the match as he begins to climb up the rungs of the ladder! Denis slowly making his way up to his feet as Korey is halfway to the top! DENIS CHARGES INTO THE LADDER AND PUSHES IT DOWN!! KOREY SEEING RED AS THE LADDER TUMBLES!! HE JUMPS ONTO THE TOP ROPE!!! AND FLIPS BACKWARDS!! AND LANDS ONTO DENIS AND DRILLS HIM WITH AN INVERTED DDT!! OH MY GOD, WHAT OFFENSIVE INNOVATION FROM KOREY GAINES!!!
Rich Russillo: Denis was looking to send him crashing down from the ladder, but Korey improvised, jumped onto the top rope, moonsaulted off it and landed onto Denis and connected with an inverted DDT!! None of us expected that from Korey Gaines including Denis, who is laid out on the canvas!
James Peters: Korey Gaines now sliding out to ringside, peeking under the apron sheets for a weapon of destruction! As he slides out a table, Denis runs towards the ropes and bounces off them! HE CHARGES INTO THE ROPES!!! SUICIDE DIVE!!!!!!! KOREY GAINES CRUSHED BY THE TABLE HE WAS HOLDING IN FRONT OF HIM BY THE SUICIDE DIVING DENIS RYLEY!!!
Rich Russillo: Korey Gaines crushed under a wooden table and Denis gets into the ring, grabbing the fallen ladder and leaning it onto a corner of the ring. A smirk begins to develop onto his face as he goes between the middle rope, grabbing the back of Korey’s head! KOREY JUMPS UP!!! AND CONNECTS WITH A JUMPING GAMENGIRI!!! Denis now unconscious, with his upper body leaning onto the middle ropes!
James Peters: A rookie mistake from Denis Ryley and Korey Gaines now climbing up to the turnbuckle! What in the hell is he thinking now?!??! He stands at the top of the turnbuckles, overlooking the clueless hanging Denis Ryley! HE JUMPS UP!!! SHOOTING STARRRR PRE- NO!!!!! DENIS RYLEY SPRINGED BACK INTO THE RING AND KOREY WENT CRASHING INTO THE APRON!!!
Rich Russillo: Korey was looking for a shooting star press onto the hanging Denis Ryley, but he failed to connect and now he has paid the price! Korey stretching in pain as Denis gets onto his feet, gripping the ropes as he hops over them! AND GRABS KOREY’S HEAD!! AND DRILLS HIM INTO THE APRON WITH A DDT!!!! MY GOD!!!!
James Peters: Denis Ryley making sure that Korey Gaines does not get back up and he has done that successfully! Korey has not moved a muscle after that DDT as Denis grabs another ladder, pushing into the ring and propping it! Denis now beginning to slowly climb up the ladder in a nonchalant way. With a smirk on his face, he is seconds away from retrieving that briefcase to earn a unique opportunity!
Rich Russillo: Denis purposefully taking his time as he poses on a rung, reeling in a downfall of boos from the crowd! BUT KOREY JUMPS ONTO THE ROPES!! SPRINGBOARD FOREARM ONTO DENIS!!!! KOREY CONNECTS WITH A SPRINGBOARD FOREARM ACROSS THE FACE OF DENIS AND THE LADDER FALLS TO THE CANVAS!!! Both individuals resting at opposite corners of the ring after that springboard forearm out of nowhere!
James Peters: Both men getting up to th- OH!! DENIS WITH A LOW BLOW!!! KOREY SCREAMING IN PAIN AS DENIS JUST WENT BENEATH THE BELT!!!! DENIS WITH A SICK SMILE PLANTED ON HIS FACE AS THE CROWD ERUPTS IN BOOS!!!! DENIS NOW CALLING KOREY TO GET TO HIS FEET!!!
Rich Russillo: DENIS POWERING IT UP!!! SUPERKIC- NO!!! KOREY INTERCEPTING HIS SUPERKICK WITH A SUPERKICK OF HIS OWN!!! HOW IN THE WORLD IS KOREY GAINES DOING THIS AFTER A LOW BLOW!?!?! KOREY NOW BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES!!! BUT DENIS TURNS HIM INSIDE OUT WITH A CLOTHESLINE!!!
James Peters: KOREY FLIPPING DOWN ONTO HIS KNEES AS DENIS IMMEDIATELY CONNECTS WITH A SUPERKICK!!!! HE SNATCHES HIM OFF THE CANVAS WITH A POWERBOMB POSITION!!!! HE LIFTS HIM UP!!! OH!!! FLIP PILEDRIVER!!! KOREY FLIPPED HIM INTO A PILEDRIVER AND DENIS’ HEAD IS DRILLED INTO THE CANVAS!!! WHAT A COUNTER!!
Rich Russillo: Denis knocked unconscious by the flip piledriver as Korey rolls out to ringside, grabbing another ladder and positioning from the apron to the announce table! Korey now walking up the steel stairs, standing onto the apron as he hops onto the top rope! DENIS ONTO HIS FEET AS KOREY SPRINGS OFF!!!! DENIS DUCKS KOREY!!!! KOREY LANDS ONTO HIS FEET, ROLLING TO THE CORNER AND RUNNING BACK INTO DENIS!! DENIS TURNS AROUND!!! AND HE PROPELS HIM INTO THE LEANING LADDER!!! OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX INTO THE LADDER!!!
James Peters: For the majority of this match, Denis has completely dominated Korey Gaines! Denis inserting himself out of the ring, grabbing a steel chair from ringside! He slides the steel chair into the ring! He goes between the middle rope! BUT KOREY JUMPS ONTO HIM!!! SPINNING AROUND HIM! TILT-A-WHIRL ROPE HUNG DDT ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!!! OH MY GOD!!! DENIS IS OUT!!!
Rich Russillo: The crowd cringing at the way Denis’ head impacted into the steel chair and Korey Gaines begins to tediously climb up the ladder! Korey completely exhausted from the exchanges of moves he has had with Denis Ryley and Denis now completely to crawl to the ladder by instinct! I have no idea how he is even still conscious to even continue in this match!
James Peters: Denis now fingertips away from the bottom of the ladder while Korey isn’t even half way up the ladder! Denis using the ladder as support to stand on his feet! He begins to climb up the turnbuckle while Korey Gaines continues to struggle ascending the ladder! All of Denis’ offensive moves have tired Korey out and that may play in his favour!
Rich Russillo: Denis gingerly getting his feet onto the rungs as Korey is seconds away from retrieving the briefcase! Denis now picking up the pace, nearly at the point where Korey is! Denis quickly climbing up to the top while Korey begins to pick up his own pace! DENIS NOW AT THE TOP!!!! HE DOESN’T RETRIEVE THE BRIEFCASE, HE INSTEAD GRABS KOREY!!! WHAT IN THE WORLD?!??!??! AND ROLLS OVER HIM!!! SUNSET FLIPPPPPP POWERBOMB!!!
James Peters: NO!!!! KOREY LANDED ONTO HIS FEET!! BUT HIS LEFT KNEE BUCKLED!!!!! KOREY ALMOST PULLED OFF A MIRACLE BY LANDING ON HIS FEET BUT DENIS NOW QUICKLY TAKING ADVANTAGE OF KOREY’S KNEE BUCKLE!! HE GRABS THE STEEL CHAIR AND SLAMS IT AGAINST THE LEFT KNEE OF KOREY GAINES!!
Rich Russillo: Korey Gaines squealing in pain, holding his left knee as Denis continues to blast the steel chair across it! DENIS SLAMMING IT ONTO HIS KNEE OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!! SOMEONE NEEDS TO STOP DENIS!!!
James Peters: Korey is in agony as Denis grabs the steel chair, waiting in the corner as Korey uses the ropes to get to his feet! DENIS CHARGES INTO HIM!!! AND DRIVES THE EDGE OF THE STEEL CHAIR INTO HIS LEFT KNEE!!!!!! DENIS JUST DOESN’T WANT TO DEFEAT KOREY, HE WANTS TO PUT HIM AWAY FOR GOOD!!
Rich Russillo: Denis Ryley now climbing up the ladder faster than ever! Korey Gaines being attended to medical staff as Denis Ryley continues to make his way up to the briefcase! The medical staff trying to prevent Korey Gaines from getting into the ring, but he pushes them away and gets into the ring himself!
James Peters: What Korey Gaines is doing is suicide for his own career! Denis Ryley ignoring the presence of Korey Gaines as he lifts his arm up towards the briefcase!! BUT KOREY GRABS THE LADDER AND TILTS IT!!! AND DENIS GOES CRASHING INTO THE LADDER AT RINGSIDE!! OH MY GOD!!! DENIS RYLEY’S GOT TO BE DEAD!!
Rich Russillo: Korey Gaines has fallen down to his knees while Denis has crash landed right into the ladders at ringside! Korey now using the ropes to get up to his feet and begins to reposition the ladder where it was once! He begins to climb it! Korey painfully trying to get his damaged leg up the ladder, trying to use his better leg to get up faster! Korey Gaines now three quarters up the ladder while Denis Ryley hasn’t moved! Korey Gaines now at the top! HE GRABS THE BRIEFCASE!!! AND UNBUCKLES IT!!!
( DING! DING! DING! )
( To a loud ovation, ‘Crazy Train’ by Ozzy Osbourne hits with Korey Gaines holding the briefcase high above his head. )
James Peters: There were so many instances where we though one of these men were not going to be able to walk out of this arena with the prize that is within the briefcase, but these two men dug into their hearts, reaching deep into their energy reserves to bring out their best here tonight!
Rich Russillo: Denis Ryley with a spectacular and dominant performance here in this match from beginning to the end. Later in the match, he targeted the previously damaged left knee of Korey Gaines and we thought that would secure him the briefcase possession, but the heart and soul of Korey Gaines said different.
James Peters: Denis Ryley was seconds away from walking out of this arena with that unique opportunity as advertised, but Korey Gaines pulls off a miracle in the heart of San Jose, shoving Denis Ryley into the positioned ladder located at ringside and obtaining that briefcase! CONGRATULATIONS TO KOREY GAINES!!!
(Korey continues to celebrate, clutching that briefcase to his chest, and Voltage fades to the backstage area.)
(The portion of the backstage area that Voltage cuts to is… catering. Normally the catering area would have multiple tables with multiple trays of food selections. Today, however, there are only two tables. One against the wall with a few food trays and the other, standing in the middle area, is for tonight’s contest. Four microwaves have been placed on the table, as well. Power cables running to high-quality extension cables. And they’re spaced apart, having four sections of the table. Stacks of ‘Hot Pocket’ brand boxes are also sitting on the table, next to a few plates. And one by one the Big Bhris contenders stroll into the scene. Provencal first, taking a seat at the head of the table. Woogieman next, el Landerson after him – donning a specially designed mask for the occasion. And finally, with massive thuds as he walked – or stomped – into the picture, Chudd. All have taken their respective seats and look up to the official judge for tonight’s contest, Adam Merage.)
Adam Merage: I want to thank everyone for coming out to this special ‘Hot Pocket’ challenge. My name is Adam Merage and I am a relative of the creators of the delicious pastries we will soon indulge in. We are extremely proud to sponsor this contest, and are grateful to the EAW for inviting us along. I want to personally thank Chudd for his support of ‘Hot Pockets’, and the fact he was the one who orchestrated this whole thing.
(Chudd is breathing heavily from his trip to the catering area, but he manages to look proud at the fact he put this together.)
Chudd: I just want to be a winner.
.Adam Merage: Now the rules are simple. To your left you have a stack of Hot Pockets and a microwave. In the next fifteen minutes, whoever consumes the most amount of Hot Pockets will win this special challenge. Are you ready?
(Provencal, Woogieman and Landerson nod. Chudd finishes his pre-meal ritual of a 2 Litre of Coca-Cola with a last gulp before tossing the empty plastic bottle over his shoulder. A loud belch signals his readiness.)
Adam Merage: Begin!!
(Quickly Provencal, Woogieman and Landerson all open their first boxes, inserting the pastries into the cardboard sleeves and shoving them into their microwaves. Chudd looks a little confused that there is nothing hot and ready on his plate.)
Chudd: What the fresh hell is this?! I am expected to make it myself?
Adam Merage: Yeah, just like everyone else is.
(He grumbles and opens his first box. Removing the pastry from it’s plastic wrap and… taking a huge bite out of it!)
Chudd: IT’S FROZEN!!! IT’S NOT HOT AT ALL!! THE ONES AT SHOWDOWN ARE ALWAYS HOT!!!
(Chudd looks up to see the others beginning to eat their hot and prepared pastries, and shrugged it off – continuing to eat the frozen one in his hand. Landerson finishes his first pair first and begins to prepare his next, when Woogieman stops him by ripping the box out of his hand.)
Landerson: HEY! What do you think you’re doing?
Woogieman: You’re not winning this challenge. Just like you’re not going to win at Tempest. I will win tonight, and I will win that Big Bhris Bhampionship!!!!
(Landerson grabs the rest of Woogieman’s pastry and shoves the hot microwaved food item against Woogieman’s face! Woogieman shoots up to his feet and grabs Landerson, beginning a brawl between the two. Provencal watches, shaking his head all while consuming his food. Chudd is still eating on his frozen Hot Pocket when he spits it out toward Provencal.)
Chudd: What are ya’ lookin’ at? We’re not friends anymore.
Provencal: Were we ever?
(Chudd gasped and in doing so, he nearly started having another heart attack.)
Chudd (as he gasps for breath): Take that back!
(Provencal shrugs and finishes his third Hot Pocket. The starvation method was proving to be a good strategy. Chudd pushed away from the table, and as fast as he could [which wasn’t very fast] stood up. Only to begin to breathing heavily immediately and sit back down. Provencal begins to heat up his next duo of Hot Pockets, then reaches out and grabs the bhampionship that was sitting on the table. He moves up to his feet, circles the table quickly and smokes Chudd in the side of the head with the belt. Chudd falls backward and a massive shake moves the ground as he hits the floor. After balancing himself, Provencal looks to Woogie and Landerson who have brawled down the hallway with Landerson getting the upper hand. Provencal shrugs again as his microwave dings. He moves back to his seat and begins to eat again. Adam Merage looks around and has no choice but to close the contest.)
Adam Merage: The winner of the Hot Pocket eating challenge.. Provencal!
(We begin to fade to a commercial, with one last glimpse of Provencal, kicking back and eating more Hot Pockets. The Big Bhris Bhampionship sitting on the table once again.)
(Commercial break for Hot Pockets. What the hell else would we have a commercial about right now?)
(Voltage returns from break and Bella is shown standing in the middle of the ring. ‘Galvanize’ by The Chemical Brothers begins to play across the public address system and the crowd rises to their feet in anticipation of the next match.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!!
(Gavin San Drakos steps onto the stage and the crowd gives him a rather subdued reaction.)
Bella Braxton: Making his way to the ring, from New Castle, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 215 pounds, ‘The Flame and Fury’ GAVIN … SAN … DRA-KOOOOOOS!
Rich Russillo: Not much of a reaction for Gavin San Drakos this week despite the fact he’s had two great showings here in EAW.
James Peters: I think that has everything to do with the man he’s facing tonight, Rich. Gavin’s stepping into the ring against Daryl Kinkade.
(San Drakos climbs inside the ring, takes his corner, and his music fades out. It’s soon replaced by ‘Snakeskin’ by Example and the crowd absolutely comes alive.)
Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT… MAKING HIS WAY TO THE RING FROM NORFOLK, ENGLAND… WEIGHING IN AT 200 POUNDS… HE IS NORFOLK’S FINEST… DARYL KINKADE!!!!!!
(The crowd erupts as Daryl steps onto the stage. He doesn’t really play to their reaction. Instead, he narrows his eyes and turns his attention to Gavin San Drakos.)
Rich Russillo: Daryl looks so focused tonight.
James Peters: I think he’s a little salty that Gavin couldn’t be fucked to address him this week.
Rich Russillo: That’s fair enough. I mean, we all know that Daryl has been in his feelings lately, and he’s definitely not a very happy Elitist at the moment.
James Peters: He feels pushed aside and disregarded, despite the things he’s accomplished.
Rich Russillo: Do you think he’s going to try and start a #FuckVoltage movement?
James Peters: :whoa: This isn’t Empire, calm down.
(Daryl slides into the ring and and without even waiting for the bell to ring he immediately goes on the attack, blindsiding Gavin San Drakos!)
Rich Russillo: :damn:! Daryl is wasting no time getting started tonight!!! Gavin San Drakos was in his own corner, minding his own business!
James Peters: Daryl is beating the snot out of Gavin and is now putting the boots to him!!! The referee is signalling for the bell and trying to get Daryl to back off a little!
Rich Russillo: Daryl shoves the referee out of the way and continues stomping away on Gavin San Drakos!!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
James Peters: THERE’S THE BELL!!!!
Rich Russillo: DARYL JERKS GAVIN UP BY THE HAIR AND DRAGS HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING. THIS AGGRESSION BY DARYL IS KIND OF SCARY! IT’S LITERALLY WHY I’M SCREAMING RIGHT NOW!!!!
James Peters: We have all always wanted Daryl to show this kind of aggression! I guess all the recent adversity he’s faced is finally bringing it out of him! Daryl takes Gavin and he throws him across the ring into the opposite corner!!! Daryl rushes forward… RUNNING UPPERCUT TO GAVIN SAN DRAKOS!!!! SAN DRAKOS SLUMPS TO THE GROUND AND TAKES HIS KNEE… DRIVING IT RIGHT INTO GAVIN’S FACE!!!! HE GRABS GAVIN AND BRINGS HIM BACK TO THE CENTER OF THE RING!!!!
Rich Russillo: FROM NORFOLK, WITH LOVE!!! DARYL WITH THAT PUMPHANDLE PILEDRIVER!!!!
James Peters: BUT DARYL ISN’T GOING FOR THE QUICK COVER!!!! HE’S GRABBING GAVIN’S LEGS AND NOW HE HAS HIM LOCKED IN HIS VERSION OF THE LIONTAMER!!!!
Rich Russillo: LOOK AT HOW HE’S HOLDING GAVIN THOUGH! INSTEAD OF PLANTING HIS KNEE INTO THE MAT, DARYL HAS HIS KNEE PLANTED FIRMLY ON GAVIN’S SKULL! YIKES!!!!
(Gavin San Drakos starts tapping and the referee calls for the bell.)
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… HERE IS YOUR WINNER BY SUBMISSION… DARYL KINKADE!!!!
James Peters: The referee is trying to get Daryl off of Gavin, but Daryl seems hellbent on proving a point! Gavin is still tapping out but Daryl wants to make him pass out too!!!
Rich Russillo: :wow: Daryl Kinkade is turning into Darkyl before our very eyes.
James Peters: Darkyl?!
Rich Russillo: That’s what the Internet calls Dark Daryl.
James Peters: :wow:
(The referee finally forces Daryl to release the hold and the crowd is a little shocked about how they should react. That is not the sweet, happy Daryl Kinkade they know and love. The man inside the ring at the moment is someone who feels scorned, pushed aside, and overlooked. Daryl walks away from the referee, who is checking on Gavin San Drakos, and motions for Bella to hand him the microphone. Bella obliges and Daryl takes a deep breath before he begins speaking.)
Daryl Kinkade: I’m not going to stand here and act like this match this week doesn’t piss me off. I’m a former National Elite Champion. I’m a former Unified Tag Team Champion. I CARRIED deadweight for an entire year and have absolutely nothing to show for it, and matches like this don’t help. I’ve had to spend the last few weeks watching Captain Charisma and Veena Adams build Tempest and put together matches, and give everyone and their damn mother an opportunity at something fun and special. I mean seriously, even Korey Gaines and Denis Ryley got a chance for some kind of unique opportunity, and who even are they compared to Daryl Kinkade? I’m not trying to toot my own horn or anything, wait a second. Yes, I am. For the first time in my career I am taking charge and I’m letting everyone know exactly how I feel. I’m not here to whine and cry, or be seen as someone who’s less than anyone else on this roster. I’m not here for management to use me to make less deserving people look better, and I will never let anyone tell me that I don’t deserve to be in some kind of championship picture. I’m way more deserving than Xander Payne or Myles, and don’t get me started on Charlie Marr getting rewarded for cheating. That honestly makes sick, and I don’t even know what to say about the fact he could end up going to Grand Rampage to compete for the National Elite Championship. I never got a rematch for that title. In fact, the week after losing my belt, I came out on this very program and defeated Osamu Arcichida to win a spot in the Extreme Elimination Chamber. Not even pinning the champion got me a rematch for my championship, and I can’t believe I accepted that. I can’t believe I was happy enough just being Unified Tag Team Champion and getting a chance to compete for the World Heavyweight Championship. I never should have settled. I should have thought of myself and demanded my rematch because deep down I know that I’m good enough to have it all. I’m Daryl Kinkade and I am one of the best pure wrestlers on this roster.
(Daryl narrows his eyes as he stares into the camera.)
Daryl Kinkade: There are very few people on Voltage, or even in EAW, that can match my actual skill level. Deep down, I know my worth, and I know what I bring to the table. That’s why when I take a step back and look around at my fellow Voltage competitors, and I see the Tempest card, I find myself extremely annoyed. Where’s my match? Why haven’t I been given a chance to compete? I can only guess that it’s because management doesn’t have anyone they need to push at my expense. They’re letting Xander Payne of all fucking people embarass himself by facing Noah Reigner. Jack Ripley, another person who’s apparently too good to do his job this week, gets a chance to have a match with the one person on this roster I hate more than anything. That should be me facing Charlie for the National Elite Championship contendership, but fuck me I guess. Fuck Daryl Kinkade. I’m not even going to stand here and talk about the rest of the matches because honestly, what a mess. Farrell V? Pop versus LC again? What even is all of this? The more I talk about it, the angrier I get, because this is bollocks. It’s pure bollocks. I should be competing at Tempest, and you know what? I’m going to make sure that I get that chance. Right now, I’m issuing an open challenge to anyone in the back who wants to face me at Tempest. I’m taking control of my career and I refuse to feel like I’m at a crossroads any longer. This is my opportunity to prove to everyone who doubts me that I’m the real deal around here. I was the reason MarrKade was so successful. I was the person Rex McAllister initially sought out. I’m the one who should be competing in the contendership matches or getting the match against Noah Reigner for the World Heavyweight Championship. I’M THE ONE THAT MADE PEOPLE BELIEVE IN MARRKADE. ME! DARYL KIN-
(Daryl is abruptly cut off by the sounds of ‘Still Unbroken’ by Lynyrd Skynyrd blasting across the public address system.)
Rich Russillo: OHMYGOD!!! HERE COMES REX MCALLISTER!!!!
James Peters: IS HE ACCEPTING THE CHALLENGE?!
(The crowd erupts as the former 2-time World Champion walks onto the stage. Rex has a microphone in hand, and a confident smirk etched across his face. The cameras cut to Daryl, who could not look any less happy to see Rex walk out.)
Rich Russillo: I’m not sure who Daryl was expecting to walk out but judging from the look on his face, I don’t think it was supposed to be his father.
James Peters: There was a little bit of tension between these two last week, and all of it seems to stem from Daryl’s frustrations with his current role here in EAW.
(Rex’s music fades out and he takes a moment to soak up the reaction of the crowd. As always, Rex is popular everywhere he goes, and the fans respect him. After a moment, Rex raises his microphone and begins to directly address Daryl.)
Rex McAllister: So last week you had a lot to say to my face and I suggested that you go somewhere and sort your feelings. Apparently that advice has fallen on MOSTLY deaf ears because here you are, saying the same stuff you said to me last week, and doing nothing else to further your cause here. I’m trying really hard to be sympathetic towards your situation, believe me, I am. I would never have invested my time and effort into you if I didn’t feel like you were one of the best Elitists in this company. You have absolutely everything going for you, Daryl, but your attitude has always been your biggest problem. While we both disagree with Charlie’s and how he conducted his business, was your attitude that much better? Half the time you doubted yourself and questioned whether or not you even belonged in the ring, and half the time you boasted about being great and worthy of all your accolades. I’m not sure why the back and forth, and God knows I did everything I could to try and make you believe that you were great. But more often than not, you let my advice go in one ear and out the other, and that makes you no better than Charlie. I will say this though. I respect the fact you came out here tonight and issued this open challenge. In this company, you have to take your destiny into your own hands and do what you feel is best. Tempest is the first Voltage exclusive event of the new year, and more importantly, it’s our chance to stand out as a brand going into Grand Rampage. I don’t have to tell anyone what Grand Rampage means to me and we all know that single event is the kick off of the Pain for Pride season. Now more than ever, the men and women of EAW need to step up and show everyone what they’re capable of and why they deserve to be noticed.
(Rex pauses for a moment, and his smirk turns into a full fledged smile.)
Rex McAllister: As of right now, I am also without a match at Tempest, and just like you Daryl, I want to make sure I get an opportunity to compete as well. So how about you and I square off on March 23rd, and show everyone just how good the both of us are. I know the opportunity to showcase yourself against a pure wrestler was taken away from you thanks to Veena Adams so allow me to give you that back. Last week you questioned whether or not I thought you were good enough to go against Charlie, and yes, Daryl. I do. You have already proven you’re a better wrestler than him when you defeated him to become the sole holder of the National Elite Championship. I think you are good enough to face almost anyone in this company and hold your own, and at Tempest, all of us are going to get a chance to see if you’re good enough to face this Elitist.
Daryl Kinkade: You’re serious?
Rex McAllister: Have you ever known me not to be?
(Daryl thinks for a moment, and finally he nods.)
Daryl Kinkade: Alright, fair enough. We’ll dance come Tempest, but know this Rex. I’m on a mission to show everyone exactly who I am and I won’t hesitate to do so at your expense. I’m not going to play nice or give you any sort of respect when that bell rings and we’re in the ring against one another. I need this match, and I need to win. I will do whatever it takes to beat you and everyone else who gets inside the ring with me from here on out because this is about me, and I’ll be more than happy to prove that in any match and under any circumstance.
(Rex flashes Daryl a thoughtful look.)
Rex McAllister: Any match?
Daryl Kinkade: Any.
Rex McAllister: Under any circumstance?
Daryl Kinkade: That’s what I said.
(Rex nods.)
Rex McAllister: Interesting.
(Daryl raises an eyebrow, and Rex replies with a shrug.)
Rex McAllister: See you soon.
(Rex’s theme music hits the PA system and he turns on heels, strolling backstage. The cameras cut to Daryl, who’s glaring at the back of Rex’s head, and Voltage fades to commercial break.)
(Commercial break for wrestling fans featuring their latest chant…. “T-”.)
(Voltage returns from break and fades into a video that was filmed earlier today featuring the Prince of Phenomenal. POP is sitting in his lockerroom, dressed in street clothes with his hair looking perfect, and has a thoughtful look on his face.)
The Prince of Phenomenal: Later on tonight, I find myself stepping into the ring against a man called Farrell V. For me, that match is routine, but for someone like Farrell, a victory over me could mean everything. I know he has a match coming up at Tempest for the National Elite Championship, and that’s great. But I’m an EAW Hall of Famer. I’m a former World Champion, and regardless of what anyone says, I’ve still got it. To defeat me would elevate Farrell V to that next level because there would be no bigger win for him. The passion and fire I have burning inside of me is what’s going to take me to Tempest, and I’m going to finish off Lethal Consequences for good. It’s been a long season for LC and myself. I never thought I would be involved this deeply with that man, and I guess we could have ended it at Road to Redemption when we both failed to capture the World Heavyweight Championship, but I just wasn’t ready to let it go. Lethal Consequences is a loser, and I can’t stand the man. One of the biggest mistakes I’ve ever made in my career is trying to help the Enterprise. Territorial Invasion will always be a low point for me, especially when I think about how we actually had Reigner, Dubian, and Scott Diamond beat. I put Noah Reigner through a table with my finisher, but that wasn’t good enough for LC. He wanted to be the man who hogged the glory for the team. His ego is what allowed Noah Reigner to get his second wind and we all know how that match came to an end. Ever since then, I have been struggling to find a solid direction. I never wanted to be wrapped up in this for so long, but I know that the only way I can truly move forward is to finally put an end to Lethal Consequences and every crappy thing he stands for.
At Tempest, the two of us will step inside the ring once and we both know that it’s going to be for the last time. The thing both of us want more than anything is what’s on the line, and that is a one-on-one shot at the World Heavyweight Championship. To walk into Grand Rampage in Melbourne, Australia on Easter weekend and compete against whoever the champion happens to be after Tempest would be the culmination of everything I’ve been working towards since coming back to Elite Answers Wrestling. I don’t want my legacy to be marred by my own inconsistencies and I want the opportunity to stand on top of this company again. I am the Prince of Phenomenal and that name needs to mean something to this next generation of talent. They all need to know that I’m the real deal, and I’m the true main eventer. As soon as I get past Lethal Consequences at Tempest, and trust me, I will, I’m heading to Grand Rampage and I’m going to grab the brass ring. I’m going to become the World Heavyweight Champion and I’m going to walk into Atlanta at Pain for Pride and compete with nothing but heart and pride against anyone who steps up to challenge me for my World Heavyweight Championship. I’m not going to let my career be tainted by anything, and I’m going to do whatever I can to make sure sure my name goes down in history as one of the best and most respected of all time.
(On that note, the pre-recorded video fades and Voltage returns to the ringside area.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL…..
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
(“If I Had A Heart” By Fever Ray plays throughout the arena as the Prince of Phenomenal makes his way out, he outstretches his arms at both sides in a pose as the crowd gives him a mixed reaction, one that he could care less about as he mockingly scoffs at the crowd’s response before making his way down the ramp toward the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first….Residing in South Beach, Florida….He weighs in at TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY POUNDS…..THE PRINCE OF PHENOMENALLLLLL!!!!
James Peters: And here’s one of the men that will be fighting for the right to become the next challenger to the World Heavyweight Championship at the supershow, Tempest, The Prince of Phenomenal, and as per usual he’s not interested in what any of the fans think about his business negotiations that he’s made in the last month or two. He’s gotten title opportunities over that time span, and he’s got another in the bag come Tempest!
Rich Russillo: Like or hate him, James, he’ll still not waste any time in letting you know how unparalleled of a competitor he happens to be. He’s a man that is certainly not lacking in confidence in himself and his abilities to get the job done! He has gotten title opportunities in the past and he hasn’t pulled one out, but it’s likely only a matter of time before we see gold on this man once again!
(“Hair Of The Dog” by Nazareth as Farrell V comes out working up the crowd who’s already well behind him as he smiles, nodding his head in approval as he confidently saunters to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent….He’s from Indonesia……He weighs in at TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY FIVE POUNDS…..He’s MR.EVERY NIGHT!!!……FAAARRRR RRRREEEEELLLLLL VVVVVVV!!!!
James Peters: This is the guy these fans have come to see, though, Rich! He’s Mr. Every Night, and the Voltage brand is lucky to have his talents on board every Sunday, and at Tempest he has the opportunity himself of taking it a step further when he’s scheduled to wrestle for the National Elite Championship!
Rich Russillo: His skills and abilities are off the charts, and he has a great fighting spirit to go with! I believe he’s got a great chance of taking this one tonight, and the National Elite Championship at Tempest!
(Farrell V playing to the crowd, but POP has seen enough already and hurries in and clubs Farrell V from behind.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: AND LOOK OUT!! POP TAKING FARRELL V BY SURPRISE FROM BEHIND! FARRELL V GOES DOWN! THE CROWD’S JEERING CAN ALREADY BE HEARD AS POP IS LAYING THE BOOTS TO FARRELL V! POP decided he wasn’t in the mood to wait around for Farrell V to realize he was in the ring with a Hall of Fame talent! Farrell V still down as POP has a boot to Farrell’s throat! Farrell V in the ropes however, and the referee right there begins making the mandatory count! The referee gets to the count of four as POP removes his boot from the throat and then stomps his boot down on the face of Farrell V! Farrell V holding his face as the referee admonishes him! POP though brushes off the referee and continues to go to work on Farrell V aggressively with forearms to the back as Farrell V lays draped on the ropes feeling each one of the blows by POP to his back! POP has been on the offensive from the start and hasn’t let up! POP has Farrell V trapped in the corner now! Back elbow strikes by POP to the chin of Farrell V, and another! Man, just rocking that head of Farrell V back with such force! HEADBUTT BY POP! Farrell V falls to a seated position!
Rich Russillo: POP in complete control and he knows it, and he’s letting the crowd know it too and all they are doing in response is letting him know how much they don’t approve his actions! Which is somewhat warranted given that he did strike from behind without warning, but he’s doing what’s necessary! If he wants to have that opportunity to become the next World Heavyweight Champion this is the type of aggression he may need to show! POP grabs up Farrell V and whips Farrell V but Farrell V reverses the whip and sends POP to the ropes and a swinging roundhouse kick by Farrell V to POP! Farrell finally lands some offense in this match up, and now he’s looking to try and keep the advantage here as he picks POP up again and throws a few forearm jabs at POP and then whips POP to the corner! Spinning roundhouse kick in the corner now by Farrell V to POP! Farrell V now grabs POP around the neck and takes him for a ride! Running bulldog by Farrell V to POP which takes him into the canvas face first! Farrell V with the first cover of the match!
Referee: ONE!!!!……TWO!!!!!……KICKOUT!!!!
James Peters: Farrell V hurries back to his feet and grabs POP and looks to stand him back up-AND A THUMB TO THE EYE BY POP! The referee stepping in between to let POP know that he didn’t approve of that blatant bending of the rules! Farrell V holding at his eye! POP brushes off the referee and moves in on Farrell V re-assuming the advantage by kicking Farrell in the midsection! Step up enzigiri by POP takes Farrell V down to the canvas! And now POP drops a knee down on to the head of Farrell V! Farrell V rolling over a couple of times holding his head, obviously feeling the brunt of that knee to the skull! POP grabs Farrell V by his hair with a great deal of force and yanks him back down by his hair! And then lays the stomps to the rookie! POP now grabs up Farrell V and delivers a backbreaker! Now POP going after the left leg of Farrell V and begins dropping repeated elbows down upon the thigh area, and Farrell yelps each time with each blow! POP drags the leg of Farrell V over to the ropes and drapes it on the bottom rope! POP then uses all his momentum to drop down all his weight onto the exposed calf of Farrell V! Farrell V yells out in pain, but it hardly matters as POP repeats the same attack method and gets the same results! He’s looking to completely immobilize the high aerial assault and quickness of Farrell V! It’s smart strategy! Wait a minute! Farrell V was able to finally stop this attack on his leg by using his other leg to shove POP over the top rope to the outside! This gets the crowd into it again!
Rich Russillo: It’s about time Farrell found a way to somehow neutralize the attack of POP! Farrell is struggling to his feet with support of the ropes as POP is still trying to recover on the outside! The referee already counting! Farrell V deciding to take to the ropes! With a bit of a limp in his strides Farrell V rebounds off the ropes and coming back he still has enough to take off over the top rope for a crossbody onto POP who had been back to a standing vertical base! The count has now been broken and restarted! Farrell V grabs up the somewhat dazed POP and rolls him back into the ring and then rolls in after him! Farrell V drops a leg down at the pinpoint of the back of POPs head! Farrell V rebounds off the ropes just as POP is getting back to his feet and now eats a spinning wheel kick that takes him back down to the canvas! Farrell rebounds off again for the rolling thunder! The somersault senton connects on POP! The cover by Farrell V!
Referee: ONE!!!!……TWO!!!!……KICKOUT!!!!
James Peters: Well POPs tactical plan didn’t seem to work efficiently enough! He kicks out on that occasion but even with all the time he spent working on softening that left leg of Farrell V has only slowed the rookie slightly as Farrell’s still able to pick his spots to attack the Hall of Famer Prince of Phenomenal, showing amazing agility! Farrell V and POP stare each other down from a distance now! Clearly POP is a little annoyed at the impudence of this outstanding rookie! Farrell V nods his head with confidence written all over his face! They both circle the ring once again for just a moment and now they’re looking to move in to go again, except this time it’s straight up! Farrell V grabs the advantage with a headlock that he quickly transitions to a hammerlock, but POP reverses the hold! Farrell V to quickly transitions through himself and grab the advantage with a twisting arm lock! Farrell V then wrenches down hard as POP winces in a bit of pain after this! Farrell V does it again and again POP winces in pain! POP tries the thumb to the eye again but this time Farrell V catches the wrist of POP! Dropkick by Farrell V sends POP staggering back into the ropes! Now Farrell V has POP from behind! GERMAN SUPLEX TO POP TAKES THE HALL OF FAMER DOWN TO THE CANVAS! BUT HE’S NOT DONE! FARRELL V AGAIN WITH ANOTHER GERMAN SUPLEX!! POP IS REELING ON DREAMSTREET RIGHT NOW!! FARRELL V HASN’T RELEASED POP! HE’S GOT HIM UP FOR YET ANOTHER GERMAN SUPLEX!! IT CONNECTS! Farrell V hurrying to the outside now to climb up top! POP trying to recover as quickly as possible, but he still doesn’t see Farrell V up top yet! He’s looking for him, and now he turns around! Farrell V leaps! Moonsault off the top by Farrell V! NO!!! POP CATCHES FARRELL IN MID AIR AND SPIKES HIM INTO THE CANVAS HEAD FIRST!! OH MY GOD WHAT A COUNTER!! THE COVER BY POP!!
Referee: ONE!!!!……TWO!!!!……THRE-KICKOUT!!!!
Rich Russillo: AND FARRELL V KICKS OUT!! POP Is a bit frustrated at the resilience of this kid Farrell V, and quite frankly so am I! Amazing that he was able to kick out of that maneuver, but this match continues nonetheless! It’s turning into an exciting one! Farrell V still a little dazed after that maneuver as POP grabs him back up to his feet! POP backs Farrell V into the corner once more and goes to work on his adversary with a boot to the throat of Farrell V as the referee makes the mandatory five count! POP holds the boot there until the referee reaches four! Five!
Referee: Alright, POP, step off! Give him some room!
POP(no mic): You show me some damn respect! Keep your hands off me!
James Peters: POP certainly taking exception to the referee asserting himself to make sure POP didn’t continue to bend the rules! Now Farrell V flies out of the corner with a spinning wheel kick that takes POP off his feet! The referee just barely avoided that one, but POP ate all of it! POP recovers however and is back on his feet! Forearm jab by Farrell V connects! And another! Another! Farrell V now whips POP to the corner opposite! Here comes Farrell V with the follow through with a diving splash into the corner! NO! POP had the wherewithal necessary to move out of dodge! Farrell V crashes chest first into that turnbuckle padding! Certainly not most convenient way to get acquainted with the corner of the ring! POP though now taking advantage as he grabs Farrell V by his ponytail and forces him to eat a face full of the turnbuckle padding now repeatedly a few times over! Farrell V finally blocks the last attempt and then grabs POP by his hair and gives him the same treatment one right after the other as the crowd counts along with!
Crowd: ….THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE!…..TEN!
Rich Russillo: POP seeing double right now as he flops down to the canvas and rolls to the center of the ring! Farrell V sees his opportunity now to try and finish things off! Farrell V climbs to the outside on the apron and begins ascending to the top of the turnbuckle! The fans are getting up on their feet as Farrell V confidently poses gesturing to himself as the crowd sings his praises in unison! Hey wait, what’s going on!!? He’s not supposed to be out here!!???
James Peters: That’s the National Elite Champion, Jackson Blayde! And he’s got Jazmin with him! But why’s he out here now??? Farrell V was about to finish this thing off, and now Jackson walks over to ringside where Farrell V is on the turnbuckle still! These two have certainly had their share of physical confrontations within the last few weeks since Farrell won his unique opportunity match that awarded him a title shot, sure, but this match has nothing to do with our current National Elite Champion! Jackson is smiling while staring up at Farrell as he applauds, which only adds to the confusion for Farrell! Farrell V has dumbfounded expression on his face as Jackson puts his hands up in surrender! YEAH RIGHT!
Jackson Blayde (no mic): That’s all you, my man! Farrell! Farrell! Farrell! Go Indonesia! Go JOKO WIDODO!!
Rich Russillo: What is Jackson Blayde doing, James! He’s climbing up on the apron now still applauding and appearing to root for Farrell V, and Farrell V obviously doesn’t take to kindly to having this sort of interruption! And now the referee is in Jackson’s face ordering him off the apron! POP has had plenty of time to recover now is up! POP runs into the ropes and this crotches Farrell V on the top turnbuckle effectively stopping his momentum! POP now following up by climbing up to the second turnbuckle! He throws a few extra heavy blows to the midsection of Farrell V to further weaken him! POP drapes the arm of Farrell V over his shoulder! SUPERPLEX BY POP TO FARRELL V JUST AS THE JACKSON BLAYDE HOPS OFF THE APRON! POP NOW ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE APRON! 450 SPLASH BY POP TO FARRELL V! THE COVER BY POP!!
Referee: ONE!!!!……TWO!!!!…..THRE-KICKOUT!!!
James Peters: FARRELL V KICKS OUT AGAIN!! POP slaps his hands together three times in succession as he glares at the referee just scowling at him with a great deal of anger showing! Jackson Blayde is pacing on the outside, and then goes into a brief conference with Jasmine at ringside! Now POP pummels Farrell V into submission here! POP grabs up Farrell V!! HE’S GOT HIM! POP HAS FARRELL V, AND HE’S LOOKING FOR THE CROWN OF THORNS! BUT IT’S COUNTERED BEFORE POP COULD FULLY GRAB HOLD OF FARRELL!! FARRELL V gets free!! CRIPPLER CROSSFACE!!! FARRELL V TAKES POP DOWN TO THE CANVAS JUST LIKE THAT AND HAS HIM TRAPPED IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!! THE REFEREE CHECKING WITH POP WHO’S SHAKING HIS HEAD ‘NO’!!! HE’S NOT READY TO QUIT!!! JACKSON BLAYDE AND JAZMIN APPEAR TO BE DONE WITH THEIR BRIEF CONFERENCE! JACKSON IS SHOWN DARTING AROUND THE RINGSIDE AREA TO THE OTHER SIDE BEHIND THE REFEREE!! JAZMIN CLIMBS UP ON THE APRON NOW!! THIS GETS THE REFEREE’S ATTENTION NOW!!!
Rich Russillo: LOOK, JAMES!! THE PRINCE OF PHENOMENAL IS TAPPING OUT!!! POP IS TAPPING! BUT THE REFEREE’S NOW TRYING TO GET JAZMIN OFF THE RING APRON! JAZMIN PUTS HER HAND ON THE CHEST OF THE REFEREE AND SLOWLY CARESSES HIS NECK!! FARRELL V FINALLY LETTING GO OF THE DEVASTATING SUBMISSION MANEUVER!! HE’S SHOWING FRUSTRATION AS HE SLOWLY RISES BACK TO A STANDING VERTICAL BASE!! FARRELL V IS TURNED AROUND!!! BLAYDE IS IN THE RING!!! CROWN BREAKER!!! THE PACKAGE PILEDRIVER BY JACKSON BLAYDE DRILLS FARRELL V’s HEAD STRAIGHT SMACK DOWN INTO THE CANVAS!! JACKSON HIGH TAILS IT FROM THE RING AND ON CUE JAZMIN STEPS DOWN FROM THE APRON AS THE PRINCE OF PHENOMENAL SLOWLY MAKES HIS WAY BACK TO HIS FEET! POP SLOWLY PICKS UP THE NEAR UNCONSCIOUS FARRELL V!! HE’S GOT HIM UP AGAIN UPSIDE DOWN! THERE’S NO FIGHT LEFT IN FARRELL V AFTER TAKING THAT CROWN BREAKER FROM THE INTERFERING JACKSON BLAYDE WITH AN EXTRA ASSIST FROM JAZMIN!! POP HAS FARRELL V IN PERFECT POSITION AT THE CENTER OF THE RING!!! THE CROWD IS SHOWING THEIR DISAPPROVAL BUT KNOW IT’S PRETTY ACADEMIC FROM HERE! CROWN. OF. THORNS! AND NOW THE COVER BY POP!!
Referee: ONE!!!!……TWO!!!!……THREE!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“If I Had A Heart” by Fever Ray starts up again as the Prince of Phenomenal rises up from the canvas to stand once again.)
Bella Braxton: The winner of this match by pinfall…..THE PRINNNNCCCEEE OF PHENOMMMMENNNALLLLLLL!!!
James Peters: Well, it’s safe to say that Jackson Blayde has quite a task on his hands come Tempest, where he will put the National Elite Championship on the line against that man, Farrell V, that he’s every low road he can to get in the man’s head as we approach that point in time!
(POP is shown takes a moment to allow his arm to be raised much to the crowds dismay before yanking it away and giving the referee a dastardly look followed by a smirk as he looks out at the crowd again before stepping through ropes and hopping to the floor.)
Rich Russillo: A great point made, James! It didn’t take just one person to beat Farrell V. It took two people to beat Farrell V! That, and the aid of a temptress named Jazmin Garcia! Farrell V took the fight right at the Hall of Famer, POP, once he finally was able to get into the matchup, and from there it seasawed back and forth until the end! There’s no doubt in my mind had there not been the timely interference of the current National Elite Champion, Jackson Blayde, we would be looking at a different result right now! But POP is a veteran, a Hall of Famer, and he knows how to take advantage in these situations and he did just that! I don’t like how he did it, but congrats to the winner on this night, the Prince of Phenomenal!
(POP has exited the ring after his win, thanks to the help of Jackson and Jazmin. Jackson moves into the ring with a microphone in hand, all while Farrell remains down on the mat. Jackson stands dead center of the ring, looking down at Farrell.)
Jackson Blayde: Damn bro, you lost! You really fucking suck! I have some good news and I have some bad news, Farrell. This is the time where, normally, you would be asked which poison you chose first – but it is the same piece of information. It’s bad news for you, and good news for me. You see, I’m a man of vest wealth. I have a lot, A LOT, of money so I called my good friend Donny and asked him to run a little profile on you, Farrell. It cost me a little bit to keep it hush, hush but just pocket change for me. A drop in the bucket that would hydrate you and your entire country for YEARS. .. And in this profile check, everything was closely examined. Working papers, passport information, background check … and something very interesting came up.
(Farrell, who is sitting up now, looked confused while Jackson smirked.)
Jackson Blayde: In all of this digging, we’ve found out some news about you Farrell. We found out that you have a warrant out for a role you committed in a string of robberies in Bali two years ago. You fled the country and found shelter in BLAYDEMERICA! Well, we do NOT shelter felons here, Farrell. We do NOT accept thieves of any kind. So, after putting in another call to Donny, and using a favor he owes me – thanks to me covering up some porn scandle for him – your work visa has hereby been REVOKED!!
(Furiously, Farrell shoots to his feet and Jackson just as quickly exits the ring. He and Jazmin backtrack up the ramp, not removing their eyes from Farrell.)
Farrell V (Off Mic): I NEVER DID ANYTHING LIKE THAT! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
Jackson Blayde: With no work Visa, I’m afraid you are in my country illegally, Farrel. I have ICE agents backstage waiting for my word. I would like to officially tell you, you are DEPORTED!
(Jackson tosses his microphone to the ground and “Real American” rips through the P.A. system. In the ring, Farrell is visibly upset, kicking the ropes and screaming at Jackson. Clearly, Farrell was never involved in any sort of crime back in Bali, and he’s definitely not in the country illegally. Meanwhile, Jackson and Jazmin are all smiles. A group of ICE agents make their way down the ramp. By now Farrell has exited the ring to try and confront them, arguing his case – but they don’t hear it. One of them removes handcuffs from his belt and handcuffs Farrell’s hands behind his back. He continues to plea, but they are ignored for now as he’s escorted up the ramp. Jackson and Jazmin have stopped at the top of the ramp, and Jackson arrogantly waves bye to Farrell as he’s escorted through the curtain, and then out of the arena.)
(Voltage cuts to commercial break.)
(Commercial break for Ugg boots. Buy the sparkly ones with the bows in the back.)
(Voltage returns and the scene backstage is absolutely chaotic. Captain Charisma has stopped the ICE agents from arresting Farrell V and he is trying to maintain order.)
Captain Charisma: I SAID UNCUFF HIM, DAMMIT! ALL OF HIS PAPERWORK IS LEGIT!
(Farrell V is legitimately upset as one of the ICE agents undoes the handcuffs and frees Farrell from them.)
Farrell V: Captain Charisma this is legitimately an outrage. I never did anything illegally back in Bali, or anywhere else for that matter. For weeks, Jackson Blayde has been making a mockery of everything that this country stands for, and attacking innocent people in his stupid challenges for no reason.
(Captain Charisma pinches the bridge of his nose.)
Captain Charisma: I know, I know.
Farrell V: I know I’m getting Jackson at Tempest, but I don’t want a regular match with him.
Captain Charisma: Of course you don’t and honestly, I don’t blame you. What can I do to make this up to you, Farrell?
(The ICE agents start to scatter, knowing that their job is done for the night and they literally wasted their time.)
Farrell V: I think I would like to face Jackson in a no-disqualification type of situation. This was already personal, but he made it so much worse tonight. I want to hurt Jackson and I want to teach him a lesson. I want to rip him limb for limb and humiliate him. Perhaps it’s not the best way to go about business, but he is asking for it, and at Tempest I’m going to make sure Jackson Blayde regrets the day he ever decided to cross Mr. Every Night, Fa-Rell-V.
(Captain Charisma just throws his hands up.)
Captain Charisma: Fine. That works. Apparently we’re known on Voltage for trash matches anyway. So just go out there and do whatever you want to Jackson Blayde. I’m sick of him calling me Captain Cumstain anyway.
(Farrell frowns.)
Farrell V: Wow. I’m sorry about that, Captain Charisma.
(Captain Charisma pats Farrell V on the shoulder.)
Captain Charisma: (H)!
(The scene backstage fades out, and Voltage returns to the ring area. “Blackout” by Company Flow starts playing to a mixed reaction as Lethal Consequences walks out to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for… ONE FALL!!!! Making his way to the ring… From Oakland, California.. Weighing in at 230 pounds.. LETHAL CONSEQUENCES!!!!
James Peters: Myles and Lethal Consequences had quite a back and forth this week, but now it’s time to see if either of them can back up their talk.
Rich Russillo: Well, if anything, it’s Myles who needs to back it up. He hasn’t been here for long, but LC has been here for 11 years now!
James Peters: This is gunna be such a great match, and lets hope that Lethal Consequences actually sticks it out this time!
(LC slips inside the ring and his music fades out. “Enemy Strike” by Yuki Hayashi follows as the crowd turns completely into cheers, as Myles makes his way to the stage, and down the ramp to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent.. From Melbourne, Australia.. Weighing in at 208 pounds.. MYYYYYYYYYLESS!!!!!!
James Peters: What do you mean? Myles has been very impressive from his debut until now, and quite frankly, I think he has what it takes to defeat LC.
Rich Russillo: I agree with that, but LC’s experience may play a factor in this one. LC completely took the match away from Myles last time by walking out! Let’s see how this goes.
(Myles gets inside the ring and gets set, narrowing his eyes at LC. The referee calls for the bell!)
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
James Peters: This match is now underway as the two men look right at each other, Myles focused, and LC, not so much. The two now slowly engage in a collar and elbow tie up, and LC is quick to get Myles trapped in a headlock. Myles is able to free himself, pushing LC into the ropes, before dragging him down into a grounded headlock in the center of the ring. LC manages to get up to one knee, before eventually getting to his feet, and pushing Myles into the ropes, but Myles responds with a shoulder block! LC gets back to his feet and Myles whips him to the ropes. Myles attempts a Clothesline but LC ducks it before bouncing off the opposite ropes, hitting a Clothesline of his own! LC now locking in a rear chinlock away from the ropes! Myles is struggling to break free but now he’s getting up onto a knee, and now there’s an elbow to LC! Myles now able to hit a snapmare, and he follows it up with a German Suplex, and he bridges it for the pin!
ONE!
TW-
James Peters: LC kicks out!
Rich Russillo: LC now stumbling into the corner, as Myles slowly follows. Myles now putting the boots to LC, and LC now is forced to roll out of the ring in an attempt to escape this attack! Myles though, runs the ropes, and there’s A SUICIDE DIV-!!!! LC!! LC WITH A HUGE FOREARM TO THE FACE OF MYLES, DROPPING HIM OUT THE RING!!! LC now dragging Myles to his feet, before slamming his face into the apron, and he follows it up by throwing him into the post! Myles is in trouble now as he tries to pull himself up with the apron, but LC quickly hits him with a strong punch right to the face, before throwing him back into the ring. LC now slides back in himself, and he’s waiting for Myles to get back to his feet, which he slowly does. LC now irish whips Myles into the corner and charges at him, but Myles quickly hits him with a boot to the face before climbing onto the second rope. LC turns around to Myles, as Myles hits a diving Missile Dropkick! Myles still holding his jaw after that forearm, but now he goes for the cover on LC!
ONE!
TWO!-
Rich Russillo: LC with another kick out!
James Peters: LC is using the ropes to pull himself up, BUT HERE COMES MYLES!!! Myles with a clothesline, sending LC over the top rope! The Soldier now running the ropes, AND HE HITS THE SUICIDE DIVE THIS TIME!! Myles isn’t done yet as he runs back into the ring, and to the ropes! MYLES THIS TIME WITH A TOPE CON HILO!!! Myles rolling LC back into the ring as he goes to the top rope! LC slowly gets back up, AND THERE’S A DIVING METEORA BY MYLES!!! THE COVER NOW BY THE SOLDIER!!!
ONE!
TWO!!
TH-
James Peters: WOW, WHAT A KICK OUT!!! Myles now picks LC up and it looks like he wants to put this one away! Myles with the pumphandle, but NO! LC able to break free from it, before dropping Myles with a Lariat! LC now dragging Myles up, AND HE LOCKS IN A SLEEPERHOLD!!! It’s locked in, but Myles is close to the ropes, and he grabs it!
Referee: 1!.. 2!.. 3!.. 4!..
James Peters: BUT LC WITH THE SLEEPER SLAM BACKBREAKER!!! HE CALLS IT THE FLASHBACK!!! MYLES HAS JUST BEEN FLOORED, AND THERE’S THE COVER NOW BY LC!!!
ONE!
TWO!!
TH-
James Peters: MYLES KICKS OUT!!! Myles is still in it! LC now stomping away as Myles, trying to wear him down before going for a cover again!
ONE!
TWO-
James Peters: And Myles kicks out again! LC has to know that Myles isn’t going down like that!
Rich Russillo: And it looks like LC knows this as he proceeds to drag Myles to his feet. LC WITH THE ROWS PEDA- NO!! MYLES GETS BEHIND AND HITS ANOTHER GERMAN SUPLEX!!! Myles just barely avoided getting hit with that Swinging Reverse STO, but now both men are down! Myles though is able to pull himself up using the turnbuckles, and now he’s waiting patiently for LC to get to his feet! LC though, rolls out of the ring instead, and makes his way towards the ramp in an attempt to catch his breath! Myles though, follows behind as he charges at LC! Myles goes for a Clothesline but LC ducks it, AND THERE’S THE ROWS PEDAL!! IT CONNECTS RIGHT ON THE RAMP!!! MYLES IS DOWN AND OUT!!!
Referee: 3!.. 4!..
Rich Russillo: LC now dragging Myles back into the ring, and now he goes for possibly the last cover in this match!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!-
Rich Russillo: MYLES GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!! HOW ON EARTH!?!? LC now arguing with the referee, as he thinks it was three, but no, this match somehow is still on!
James Peters: It doesn’t look like that’ll last long though, as LC picks Myles up in a Fireman’s Carry, and it looks like this is the end, but no! Myles is able to slip behind him, and hits a Superkick to the back of the head! LC now falling into the corner, and Myles quickly charges in, hitting a running corner knee strike! Myles now picking LC up, AND THERE’S A SIT OUT POWERBOMB!!! HOW DID MYLES JUST DO THAT!!?!? HE CAN’T EVEN GET TO THE COVER!! BOTH MEN ARE LAID OUT AS MYLES DOES HIS BEST TO PULL HIMSELF TOWARDS THE ROPES!!! LC now doing the same thing on the opposite side of the ring, as the two struggle to get back up. The two slowly pull themselves up with the support of the ropes, and they now start to circle the ring! The two slowly approach each other, and it’s Myles who throws a right hand, connecting with the jaw of LC, causing him to stumble! LC though, is quick to fire back with a forearm! Myles now with a forearm of his own! Now LC! Now Myles! LC! Myles! LC! Myles! And now Myles hits another! And another! But LC pushes Myles towards the ropes, and he attempts a Clothesline but Myles ducks it, now he hits multiple strikes to the chest, before following it up with a spin kick, and there’s a knee by Myles! LC is stunned, and Myles now with the Canadian Rack, INTO A DDT!!! IT’S OVER!! MYLES SLIDES ON TOP OF LC FOR THE COVER!!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!-
Rich Russillo: HOW!?!? LC JUST KICKED OUT, AND MYLES CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!! This match is still on, unbelievable! That should have been it, but LC stays in it! Myles now dragging LC up, and it looks like he’s trying to put LC in the Pumphandle, but LC is able to drive Myles into the turnbuckles, dropping the two! LC now reaching for the ropes, as he pulls himself out onto the apron! LC climbing up to the top rope, but Myles is able to meet him up there, and it looks like he’s looking for a Superplex! LC though, he’s fighting out of it, and he pushes Myles off the turnbuckles, but Myles is able to land on his feet! LC though, WITH A DIVING CROSSBODY!!! BUT WAIT!!! MYLES ROLLS THROUGH, AND HE GETS UP TO HIS FEET WITH LC IN HIS ARMS!!! Myles lifts him up into a Fireman’s Carry before climbing up onto the middle rope! AND THERE’S THE DROP DOWN!!! LC JUST GOT DROPPED RIGHT ONTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!! LC’s out of it, but now he falls to the outside of the ring where he can’t get pinned! That’s not what Myles wanted! Now he has to bring him back into the ring, and it looks like he’s going to do just that as he follows the “Blue Moon”.
James Peters: Myles grabbing LC, AND HE THROWS HIM INTO THE BARRICADE!! Myles isn’t done yet, as now he throws LC into the steel steps! Myles now finally rolling LC back into the ring, but LC is quick to roll to the other side! Myles, quickly sliding into the ring, he’s able to catch LC at the apron! Myles tries to pull LC up but he’s met with a shoulder block, before LC tries once again to go to the top rope! LC makes it up, AND HE HITS THE CROSSBODY THIS TIME!!! LC WITH THE COVER!!!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE-
James Peters: MYLES KICKS OUT!!! LC now rolling off of Myles, and he needs to finish this! LC now waiting for Myles to get to his feet, so he can put this one away! Myles is slowly finding his footing, but here comes LC! ACID REIG- NO!! MYLES TURNS THE CUTTER INTO A ROLL UP!!!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
James Peters: LC KICKS OUT, BUT MYLES NOW, WITH A POWERBOMB, BUT WAIT, HE PICKS HIM BACK UP!!! A SECOND SIT OUT POWERBOMB!!! But, Myles isn’t going for the pin!? What’s he thinking? Myles, going up to the top rope, AND THERE’S A FROG SPLASH, IT CONNECTS!!! THIS TIME MYLES GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
James Peters: THAT’S I- Wait! What!? NO, LC GOT HIS FOOT ON THE ROPES!!! THE MATCH IS STILL ON!!! Myles is clearly frustrated, but he needs to focus on what’s important here, and that’s defeating LC! Myles now dragging LC up to the top rope, and it looks like this might be it for LC! Myles now attempts to put LC’s arm over him, but LC drops down! And now, POWERBOMB BY LC!!! Once again, both LC and Myles are down! LC is trying to crawl over to cover Myles, but Myles is able to pull himself out onto the apron! This match has taken its toll on both of these men, as LC now rolls out of the ring. Myles meanwhile is able to pull himself up, BUT LC PULLS HIM RIGHT OFF THE APRON!!
Rich Russillo: LC is barely able to even stand, but somehow he mustered up the strength to pull Myles right off the apron, right into the floor! LC now stomping away at Myles, and now he rolls back into the ring! It looks like, he’s going for a countout victory!
Referee: 2!.. 3!..
Rich Russillo: Myles hasn’t moved, meanwhile LC is taking time to recover near the turnbuckles.
Referee: 5!.. 6!..
Rich Russillo: But Myles, slowly is starting to move!
Referee: 8!.. 9!..
Rich Russillo: AND MYLES DASHES RIGHT INTO THE RING!! JUST BEFORE THE TEN COUNT!!! LC though runs right towards Myles and he’s stomping away at him! Myles now rolling back out to the apron, and he hits a shoulder block on LC! Myles to the top rope, and he dives! LC moves out of the way but Myles rolls back onto his feet, AND THERE’S A SUPERKICK BY MYLES!!! Myles falling into the cover now!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!-
Rich Russillo: LC ONCE AGAIN KICKING OUT!!! Myles needs to finish this one! Myles dragging LC to his feet, and there’s the pumphandle! He lifts him up, BUT WAIT!!! LC slips behind, AND PUSHES MYLES RIGHT INTO THE REFEREE!! THE REFEREE IS OUT!!! LC NOW, LOW BLOW!!! LC JUST LOW BLOWED MYLES, AND THERE’S THE ACID REIGN AS THE REFEREE SLOWLY GETS UP!!! NO, NOT LIKE THIS LC!!!
James Peters: THIS IS LC WE’RE TALKING ABOUT!! OF COURSE HE’D DO THIS, AND NOW THERE’S THE REFEREE AS LC PINS MYLES!!!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner….LETHAL CONSEQUENCES!!!!!
James Peters: That wasn’t right, LC beat Myles in such a cheap way, but in the end, he still won.
Rich Russillo: Yep. It wasn’t a good way to do it, but in the end it’s the win that matters.
(“Blackout” by Company Flow starts playing as Lethal Consequences has his arm raised as the winner, meanwhile Myles is laying outside the ring. LC slips out of the ring and makes his up the ramp as Voltage fades to commercial break.)
(Commercial break for beard gel featuring Charlie Marr. He’s so pretty.)
(Voltage returns from commercial and cuts to the parking lot area. The Visual Prophet, Nina, and Veena Adams are seen exiting the building, talking amongst themselves.)
Veena Adams: I guess the restraining order actually did the trick. No Tyler Wolfe tonight.
Nina: Tyler scared of bae. Bae going to beat her come Iconic Cup, right bae?!
The Visual Prophet: There was never any doubt about what’s going to happen to come the Iconic Cup. Tyler, Smyler. She is literally nothing to me. All her yapping isn’t going to do her any good once the smoke clears and the bell rings, and those lights come back up. The Visual Prophet is going to bring everything he has come Thursday night and the Big Bad Wolfe is getting muzzled and put down for the three count.
???: You sure about that?!
(The Australian accent causes all three to freeze. The Visual Prophet turns around, as does Nina, and Veena zips her chair around. All three come face to face with Tyler Wolfe. The Walking Weapon has a baseball bat in her hats, and a smirk on her face.)
Veena Adams: NOPE.
(Veena zooms off, disappearing into the parking lot and Tyler lunges for Viz! Viz ducks the first blow of the bat, but it catches Nina in the stomach and sends her screaming! Nina drops to the ground and Tyler whirls around, taking that bat to the back of The Visual Prophet. The New Breed Champion crumbles to the ground and Tyler slams the baseball bat down once again! Viz is able to move to the side, and the bat collides with the cement, and Viz very quickly gets back to his feet. Tyler regrips her bat but Viz manages to kick it out of her hand and it goes flying across the parking lot! Viz tackles Tyler, but she is already hammering away on his back! Viz slams Tyler back first into a parked car and the two are just throwing hands! All of a sudden, several members of the San Jose Police Department comes rushing into the scene! They grab Viz and pull him off of Tyler! Viz gets out of their way and they all grab Tyler, but she is fighting with everything she has inside of her to get away from them! One of the officers roughly throws Tyler to the ground and grabs her hands, jerking them behind her back.)
Police Officer 1: Tyler Wolfe, you are in direct violation of a restraining order and I’m afraid we’re going to have to take you in. You have the right to remain silent…
Tyler Wolfe: Eat shit and die. VIZ, I’M GOING TO KILL YOU AT THE ICONIC CUP AND YOU BETTER MAKE SURE VEENA KNOWS I’M COMING FOR HER HEAD TOO!!!!
(Viz shakes his head and gets the hell of there as the arresting officer continues to read Tyler Wolfe her Miranda rights. Voltage quickly cuts back inside the building, and to the ring area.)
Rich Russillo: Holy shit. Did Tyler Wolfe really just get arrested?!
James Peters: You know, ever since Veena arrived to Voltage this show has been thrown into complete turmoil. Captain Charisma has got be livid right now.
Rich Russillo: Everything he’s worked so hard to build is starting to crumble, and I can’t help but think it’s because we are literally in the devil’s presence right now.
James Peters: Hang on, I’m getting word that something is happening backstage now. Jesus Christ. It’s like a repeat of last week!
(Voltage quickly switches to the backstage area and this time, it’s LC and POP going at it! It’s unclear who started the fight, but Lethal Consequences is assaulting POP with a kendo stick!
LC swings the stick over and over again, landing shots all over POP’s back, smashing it in half! He grabs POP and sends him face first into the equipment box! LC attempts to grab him again, but POP resists and fires back with his elbow, forcing POP to back down, as he connects with side kicks to LC. LC falls on his knees as POP takes a few steps back and connects with a running knee smashing LC on the floor! But POP isn’t done as he grabs LC and gets him on his feet, but LC rapidly escapes and sends a random worker crashing with POP. POP is dazed as LC grabs a steel chair and smashes it down on the back of POP, and POP is screaming in pain. POP barely makes it to his feet as LC heads full steam ahead of him, however POP quickly gets out of the way and LC crashes and burns right on a steel ladder. POP sets two equipment tools close to each other and places the ladder in the middle of each as he heads to LC, lifts him up into a vertical suplex position and takes LC down breaking the ladder in half!!! A hurt POP walks in disgust as security rushes to them and POP disappears backstage leaving the camera to focus on the lifeless Lethal Consequences.)
(Voltage cuts to commercial break.)
(Commercial break for pepperoni pizza bagel bites. They’re much better than shitty Tostino’s pizza rolls. JK. Provencal and his kids love them both!)
(Voltage returns and cuts back to the ring area.)
(‘Don’t Stop’ by InnerPartySystem plays as EAW World Heavyweight Champion Noah Reigner walks out onto the stage, EAW Heavyweight title around his waist. As always Evelyn Ridley is by his side!)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome EAW World Heavyweight Champion…THE ASSAULT RIFLE…NOAH REIGNER!
Rich Russillo: Noah isn’t scheduled a match at this time, so he must be coming out to address the EAW Universe, but either way, the New Ace is always welcome as far as I’m concerned!
James Peters: Absolutel – LOOK OUT!
(Noah, who had been making his way down the ramp, suddenly stumbles forward and drops to his knees. Behind him is Xander Payne holding a steel chair, and seething, shoulders heaving in hatred for Noah. Evelyn immediately whirls around, but Xander is ready and he slams that chair right into the bodyguard’s face!!!)
James Peters: XANDER PAYNE ATTACKED NOAH AND EVELYN! The Payne Killer, who got destroyed by the champion last week, struck from behind and Noah is in real trouble here! Xander rears back with the chair as Noah tries to regain his footing…
(Xander brings the chair down on Noah’s back with a sharp crack!)
James Peters: Noah is down again! Look at that chair, Rich, it’s bent to the shape of Noah’s back! XANDER SLAMS THE CHAIR DOWN ON EVELYN AGAIN! AND AGAIN!!!
Rich Russillo: Xander is a man possessed here! He throws down the chair and starts kicking Noah in the head, delivering vicious stomps that are keeping the EAW World Heavyweight Champion on the mat! Noah is crawling towards the steps, trying to regain his footing, but Xander picks up the title…HE CRACKS NOAH ACROSS THE BACK OF THE HEAD AS HE TRIES TO STAND! Wait, what’s that on the title…? It’s blood! Noah is busted open, blood pouring down the back of his head!
James Peters: Noah is laying face first against the stairs, blood running down the back of his head and neck, as Xander drops the title and pulls the Assault Rifle to his feet. Noah can barely stand as Xander drags him around the ring…looks like he’s coming this way, look out!
(The mics on the headsets blow out as the announcers clear away from the announce desk.)
James Peters: Noah fires off a shot to the midsection of Payne, but he’s answered with a hard headbutt, and pulls him down into position…NO!!!!!!! XANDER DON’T DO THIS!
(There is a huge crash as Xander Payne powerbombs Noah onto the announce table, which sags, but doesn’t fully give, splattering blood over Rich and James, and leaving the EAW Heavyweight Champion a broken mess on the table.)
Rich Russillo: SOMEONE COME HELP NOAH, HE’S BLEEDING PROFUSELY FROM HIS HEAD AND HIS EYES ARE GLAZED OVER!
(Xander leans down and gets in the face of Noah Reigner.)
Xander Payne (Off Mic): DON’T YOU EVER FUCKING DISRESPECT ME AGAIN LIKE YOU DID LAST WEEK! YOU THINK I’M NOT A WORTHY CHALLENGER?! MAYBE YOU’RE THE ONE WHO’S NOT WORTHY ENOUGH TO BE CHAMPION!!!
James Peters: Payne is walking away now, thankfully, and stalks his way back to where he dropped Noah’s title. Please, we need some medical attention out here!
(Xander picks up the EAW World Heavyweight title as ‘It Follows’ by Cane Hill begins playing over the loudspeaker. Medical personnel rush down the ramp, passing Xander who flashes an evil grin as he makes his way up the ramp, steps on Evelyn’s body, and dropping the title on his way through the curtain. Voltage cuts to its final commercial break of the evening.)
(Commercial break for razor blades. Coming soon to a deathmatch near you!)
(Voltage returns from commercial break and cuts to Rich and James at the broadcast booth.)
James Peters: Welcome back to Voltage and I honestly don’t know how to even describe what we just saw before the break. Xander Payne came out here and wrecked the World Heavyweight Champion, Noah Reigner…
Rich Russillo: Noah was helped to the back while we were gone, as was Evelyn Ridley.
James Peters: I honestly don’t even know where we go from here…
Rich Russillo: Welp. In just a few minutes, Cameron Ella Ava and Jack Ripley will step inside the ring with one another. Charlie Marr was scheduled to be on commentary with us for that match but we were informed during the break in the midst of all the chaos that Charlie won’t be coming out here.
James Peters: Now these are Charlie’s words, and not either of ours, so please keep in mind that his opinion does not reflect those of Rich and myself. But according to Charlie, using his ‘melodious voice to call a match featuring a cumslut like Cameron Ella Ava, and a pussy ass fucking bitch who is going to get his ass whipped at Tempest like Jack Ripley,’ is beneath him. So I apologize in advance to the three fans Charlie Marr has left at this point who tuned in just to hear him tonight.
Rich Russillo: Clearly he won’t be joining us.
James Peters: Sheesh.
(The cameras switch to Bella, who seems pretty happy not to have to announce Charlie Marr’s name tonight.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR….
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
Bella Braxton: AND IT’S AN ANYTHING GOES MATCH!!!!!
(The crowd erupts as ‘ULTRAnumb’ by Blue Stahli begins to blast across the public address system.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST… FROM LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA… WEIGHING IN AT 130 POUNDS… SHE IS THE GODDESS… CAMERON ELLA AVA!!!!
(As soon as Cameron walks on stage, the crowd gets even louder. The Hall of Famer raises her hands in the air, a huge smile on her face.)
Rich Russillo: It’s great to see Cameron back on Voltage, even if it’s just for one night!
James Peters: Anything that annoys the fuck out of Veena Adams is alright with me.
Rich Russillo: Don’t you think it’s kind of funny that Veena didn’t have anything to say about Cameron’s presence here tonight?
James Peters: That’s probably because Cameron is the Adams Killer, and even Veena knows not to bark up that tree.
(Cameron slips inside the ring, plays to the fans, and throws her SnapBack to the crowd. She takes her corner and gets set for this grudge match, and her music fades out. After a moment, it’s replaced by ‘A Story To Tell’ by Woe, Is Me.)
Bella Braxton: AND HER OPPONENT… FROM LAS VEGAS, NEVADA… WEIGHING IN AT 202 POUNDS… HE IS THE STRAIGHT SHOOTER… JACK RIPLEY!!!!
(Believe it or not, the crowd also erupts for Jack. Every single person inside the SAP Center has the image of Jack superkicking Charlie Marr off the stage last week. Jack pauses on the stage, stares down the ramp and into the ring at Cam, and shakes his head.)
Rich Russillo: Jack Ripley was awfully quiet this week, James, and I’m not really sure how I feel about that. The man has been put through the emotional wringer in recent weeks.
James Peters: You’re right, Rich! Jack isn’t exactly shy. I can’t help but wonder what’s going through his head right now.
(Jack makes his way to the ring and gets inside, and he doesn’t wait for the bell to ring. He immediately goes for Cameron Ella Ava, spearing her back against the turnbuckles and wailing away on her!)
Rich Russillo: Welp.
James Peters: Welp.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(Jack continues striking Cameron until The Goddess finally gets herself together. She kicks Jack off and quickly gets to her feet. Jack comes right back at Cam, looking to knock her down to the mat again, but Cameron side steps him and Jack crashes shoulder first into the turnbuckles!! Cameron quickly rolls him up from behind!)
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Rich Russillo: Jack with the kick out, but Cameron stays on the attack. She grabs Jack up and whips him into the ropes! Cameron with a clothesline, but Jack does duck!!! Jack’s momentum sends him right back towards Cameron and she connects with a dropkick to the shoulder! Cameron gets up and starts stomping away on that arm! She’s all business here tonight and with Ides of March right around the corner, I expected nothing less. Cameron pulls Jack up and sends him into the corner. She’s throwing kicks now, making sure they connect with that arm! Cameron starts placing those kicks all over Jack now, and she now she’s stomping away at him, and finally gets the Straight Shooter into a sitting position. Cameron grabs the ropes and places her foot on that shoulder, and now she is kicking at it! Jack really needs to get out of that corner!!!
James Peters: Cameron grabs Jack by the arm she’s been working on, looks to whip him across the ring! Jack puts the breaks on, gets his foot up, nails Cameron in the stomach!!!! Cameron lets go of Jack and he clubs her in the back, and that drops Cameron to her knees. Jack begins hammering away on her, and grabs a handful of hair. He slams Cameron’s face into the mat and gets up, and now he’s stomping away on her back. Cameron tries to make it back to her feet, but Jack drops down and starts throwing lefts and rights. Cameron covers up, in an attempt to defend herself, but Jack remains on the attack. He throws a series of elbows to Cameron’s head and face, and stands up, pulling The Goddess up with him. He throws Cameron into the corner and runs forward, catching her with a knee to the face! Jack grabs Cameron by the back of the neck and slams her face into his knee. He keeps his grip on her, picks up in the air, and spikes her into the mat with a brutal looking DDT! Jack with the cover!!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTT-
Rich Russillo: Cameron gets the shoulder up!
James Peters: Jack snatches her up and throws her out of the ring. He follows her out and kicks her in the ribcage. Cameron tries to crawl away from him, but Jack grabs her and pulls her back to her feet. Jack looks to whip Cameron into the barricades, but Cameron plants her feet! She catches Jack in the face with a forearm and that forces him to let her go. Cameron hits him with another forearm and this time Jack staggers back! Cameron with another forearm! AND ANOTHER! CAMERON DIVES FORWARD AND SHE TAKES JACK DOWN WITH A HUGE CLOTHESLINE!!!! CAMERON DROPS DOWN AND REACHES UNDER THE RING, AND SHE PULLS OUT A KENDO STICK!!!!
Rich Russillo: CAMERON WITH THE KENDO STICK AND SHE STARTS BEATING JACK WITH IT!!!
James Peters: CAMERON DROPS DOWN AND PLACES THAT KENDO STICK ACROSS JACK’S THROAT AND STARTS CHOKING HIM!!!! RIPLEY GRABS CAMERON BY THE HAIR AND SLINGS HER OFF!!! HE TURNS AROUND, GETS TO HIS KNEES, AND STARTS TO CRAWL TO HIS FEET BUT HERE COMES CAMERON!!! SHE SWINGS THE KENDO STICK AND CONNECTS WITH JACK’S LOWER BACK, AND THAT SENDS HIM RIGHT BACK TO THE GROUND! CAMERON SLAMS THE KENDO STICK OVER THE TOP OF HIS HEAD AND JACK FALLS BACK!!!!
Rich Russillo: CAMERON DROPS THE KENDO STICK AND PULLS JACK UP, ROLLING HIM BACK INTO THE RING!!! CAMERON HOOKS THE LEG AND GOES FOR THE WIN!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
James Peters: JACK KICKS OUT!!!!
Rich Russillo: Cameron gets up and she pulls Jack to his feet! She hits him with a series of knife edge chops and runs for the ropes! Cameron leaps on the ropes and she’s going for that springboard roundhouse kick of hers but Jack ducks! Cameron misses!!! Jack takes a few seconds to get his head together and he gets up, running towards Cameron, and putting the boots to her once again. Jack picks up Cameron and drops her with a back body drop! Jack once again puts the boots to Cameron! Jack snatches The Goddess up by the hair again and takes plants her with an inverted DDT!!!! Jack goes for the cover!!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
James Peters: Cameron gets her shoulder up!!!!
Rich Russillo: Jack starts stomping away on Cameron again and he looks over at the turnbuckles. Jack starts to head for ropes!!!!
(All of a sudden, ‘It Ain’t Safe’ by Skepta hits the PA system, and the crowd immediately erupts in a chorus of jeers. Jack freezes and slowly turns around. He waits a minute or two, but Charlie Marr never makes his way out.)
Rich Russillo: Cameron Ella Ava is back up and she sees what’s going on!!! CAMERON COMES UP BEHIND JACK AND SHE ROLLS HIM UP!!!!
James Peters: BUT JACK ROLLS THROUGH! JACK AND CAMERON BOTH GET TO THEIR FEET AND THEY HIT ONE ANOTHER SIMULTANEOUSLY WITH DROPKICKS!!!! BOTH OF THEM ARE DOWN!!!!
(Inside the ring, Jack and Cameron both sit up at the same time. Jack’s eyes go right for the stage because Charlie Marr’s theme music is still playing, and that allows Cameron to get back to her feet first. She catches Jack in the face with a knee as he’s attempting to get back up, and that allows her to lift Jack up!)
Rich Russillo: BREAKING BARRIERS!!!! CAMERON JUST PLANTED JACK WITH THE RACK ATTACK!!!!
James Peters: SHE GOES FOR THE COVER!!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN HERE IS YOU WINNER CAMERON ELLA AVA!!!!
(The referee goes to raise Cameron’s hand, but she pulls it away. This wasn’t the way this grudge match was supposed to go, but at least she pulled off the victory. Cameron looks down at Jack and gives him a rather pitying look, before turning her attention to the crowd. A smile breaks out across her face and the fans erupt, letting Cameron feel their love and support.)
Crowd: PLEASE COME BACK! PLEASE COME BACK!
(Cameron blows them kisses before rolling out of the ring, and making her way back up the ramp. The cameras cut one last time to Rich and James, with Cameron Ella Ava’s theme song playing in the background.)
Rich Russillo: Ladies and gentlemen, that’s all the time we have tonight but what a fucking show.
James Peters: Chaos reigned supreme tonight and with one show left before Tempest, Gawd only knows what will happen next.
Rich Russillo: For James Peters, I’m Rich Russillo. Goodnight.
(EAW logo buzzes.)
