Voltage 3/31/2019

(EAW intro plays.)

(The show opens with XXXTentacion’s “One Minute” playing in the background of the special highlight package.)

“So much hate at the top, it’s a lonely place
When you find out the opps ain’t the only snakes
And your spouse only know what you don’t erase
The world only know you by your worst mistakes
So spaz on they ass, that’s the only way
Smash on the gas down, stoney, ayy
Crash and come back with a swollen face
And when I’m on my way, X hold the gate”

(POP and Lethal Consequences making their respective entrances to the ring.)

[ FADE INTO ] LC DROPS HIM WITH A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN AND THESE TWO ARE BRAWLING AGAIN! LC RAINING DOWN SHOTS FROM THE TOP AND POP TRYING TO COVER UP WHILE LANDING SOME BODY BLOWS! LC NOW DROPPING 12 TO 6 ELBOWS RIGHT INTO THE FOREHEAD OF POP! LC grabs POP by the soccer mom hair and pulls him up! DRIVING KNEES DIRECTLY INTO PRINCE OF PHENOMENAL’S SKULL! POP is— POP DRIVES LC BACK INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! NOW POP DRIVING THE SHOULDER INTO LC’S RIBS OVER AND OVER! POP has to take advantage of this! He gives up ten pounds and four inches in this matchup against LC! POP stands and lands several firearms across the jaw of LC! Pulls him back… MONKEY FLIP SENDS LC TO THE CENTER OF THE RING AND HE LANDED HARD ON HIS SHOULDER AND BACK!

[ FADE INTO ] POP SWINGING LIKE A MAN POSSESSED! HE LANDS SHOT AFTER SHOT NOW AND LC IS BARELY ABLE TO COVER UP AND— LC JUST HAD HIS NOSE BROKEN I BELIEVE! THERE’S BLOOD RUNNING FROM HIS NOSE NOW AND SPREADING ALL OVER HIS FACE AND INTO HIS HAIR WITH EVERY PUNCH FROM POP! … SPRINGBOARD 450 SPLASH CONNECTS!

[ FADE INTO ] POP steps back out to the apron to take advantage! He’s lined up! He pulls the elbow pad down! LC is standing slowly! He turns around! POP LEAPS! SPRINGBOARD FOREARM SMASH! NOO! THE ACID REIGN!!! LC CAUGHT POP OUT OF MID AIR INTO THE DIAMOND CUTTER!!

[ FADE INTO ] POP HAS THAT LOOK IN HIS EYES! CHAPTER SIX!! HE EXECUTES THE SPIRAL TAP OFF ONE LEG!!! BUT LC ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY! …LC JUST PUNCHED POP IN THE FACE AND— IT LOOKS LIKE… YES! LC IS PULLING SOMETHING OFF HIS FINGERS! HE JUST BUSTED POP IN THE FACE WITH… THOSE ARE HIS HALL OF FAME RINGS!!! HE JUST PUNCHED POP IN THE FACE WITH HIS TWO HALL OF FAME RINGS! POP IS BUSTED OPEN! BLOOD FLOWING FROM A GASH UNDERNEATH HIS EYE! LC SHOVES THE RINGS BACK INTO HIS TIGHTS AND DRAGS POP TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! THE BLACKOUT! LETHAL CONSEQUENCES WINS!

“Terrorize shit, we don’t negotiate
If you bitch-made, we don’t associate
Show up at your birthday if you owe me cake
With a black mask, that’s how we exfoliate
So pardon my way, my heart’s in the way
I follow my thoughts, ain’t no logic in ‘Ye
Said that’s all I’ma say, if he caught him a case
Then send him to jail, like a dog in a cage”

(Rex McAllister and Daryl Kinkade’s backstory is compiled in highlight clips, leading to their entrances.)

[ FADE TO ] Daryl explodes out of his corner and onto Rex with a series of rapid punches and forearms. Rex throws up his arms, blocking a number of them but succumbs to a spinning sole kick to the stomach. Rex is doubled over and Daryl sprints to the ropes, coming back .. CLOTHESLINE!

[ FADE TO ] Rex has transitioned into a side headlock as Daryl’s moved up to his feet, but Daryl fires a back elbow into Rex’s stomach. One, and then another. Rex’s grip is broken completely and Daryl turns around, hitting a sudden – and stiff – Gamengiri kick to Rex! Rex doesn’t drop, but instead looks a little wobbly. Daryl’s quickly back up to his feet, pushing Rex into the corner – keeping him there with rapid fire strikes. Elbows, forearms, kicks. All to weaken him enough for Daryl to turn and sprint around the ring, coming back with a BIG facewash kick!! His boot smacks off of Rex’s face, and Rex drops down to a single knee in the corner. Daryl exits out onto the apron and climbs up to the top rope quickly. Rex has moved up to both feet, and as he’s lifting himself up from a bent over position, Daryl jumps off – hitting a double foot stomp to the back of Rex’s head!

[ FADE TO ] With Rex’s legs held, Daryl twists Rex over and steps over him, placing a knee into the small of Rex’s back. ‘WORKING OUT THE KINKS’ submission from Daryl! Rex thrashing around immediately, reaching for the ropes and managing to grab the bottom one. Daryl lets the hold go, standing back up to his feet and placing multiple stomps on the small of Rex’s back. Daryl grabs Rex up again, whipping him into the corner again – following him in quickly with a stiff running European Uppercut! Rex looks to stumble out of the corner, but Daryl pushes him back in, and SLAPS HIM IN THE FACE!!

DARYL KINKDADE: COME ON DAD, DO SOMETHING.

(Rex throws up a hand and blocks the strike. Daryl is shook! Rex has grabbed him and flipped him into the corner. CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! Rapid fire knife edge chops turn Daryl’s flash to a bright red color quickly. Rex throwing everything he has into those chops. Rex has stepped away and lets Daryl come out of the corner.. OVERHEAD RELEASE BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! Daryl was just sent half-way across the ring and crashes hard. Rex has quickly returned to his feet now and rushes to Daryl who’s just returning to his feet – BULLDOG TAKEDOWN BY REX!

[ FADE INTO ] Rex pulls Daryl up to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Daryl comes back and is wrapped up in a sleeper! Rex slipped one arm tight around Daryl’s neck and the other around his head. The standing submission is locked in, and Daryl is a little panicked. He’s reaching out for the ropes, but he’s dead center of the ring.. And now REX HAS DROPPED BACK! Daryl is not in a good position now. The sleeper just locked in even tighter.

[ FADE INTO ] Using that agility of his, he managed to whip his legs up and roll backward! With the sudden movement, Rex’s hold was released and he looks up shocked at Daryl rolled backward up to his feet.. JUMPING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP, DRIVING HIS FEET RIGHT INTO THE CHEST CAVITY OF REX MCALLISTER!! Daryl moves off of Rex and immediately sprints to the ropes. Rex has sat up, holding his ribs in a a great deal of pain..‘AFTER MIDNIGHT’!!!!!! DARYL KINKADE JUST HIT THE ROPES TO GAIN MOMENTUM AND HIT REX PERFECTLY WITH HIS SHINING WIZARD!!

[ FADE INTO ] Daryl moves and locks in the same grounded sleeper that Rex just had him in, and he’s wrenching it in tightly… the referee drops Rex’s arms 2.9 times before Rex responds! [ FADE INTO ] Daryl lets out a primal scream… KILLED! YOU! DEAD!!!!! HIDDEN BLADE ELBOW STRIKE TO THE BACK OF REX’S HEAD!!!! NOOOOO!!!!! REX MANAGES TO DROP TO THE MAT AND AVOID IT!! HE MUST HAVE HEARD THE QUICK APPROACH AND HIS INSTINCTS KICKED IN! DARYL’S OWN MOMENTUM TAKING HIM INTO THE CORNER HARD! [ FADE INTO ] Rex wraps Daryl’s legs around the post… FIGURE FOUR!!! REX IS HANGING UPSIDE DOWN WITH THE FIGURE FOUR APPLIED, AND DARYL IS SCREAMING IN PAIN INSIDE OF THE RING! Rex uses his core strength to sit up, removing the padding around Daryl’s knee before proceeding to smash the point of his elbow into it several times. Daryl screams are louder now when that happens… REX SNAPS BACK DOWN, APPLYING INSANE TORQUE ON THAT SUBMISSION!!

[ FADE INTO ] Daryl can barely put any weight on his leg right now. Rex hits a clubbing forearm blow to Daryl’s back, dropping him to the mat. But Daryl is fighting back to his feet. Rex waves him up.. And runs forward.. REX EFFECT!!! REX JUST DRILLED DARYL’S HEAD INTO THE MAT WITH THE REX EFFECT!! DARYL IS OUT OF IT

[ FADE INTO ] Daryl lays out on the ground and is easily grabbed up by Rex who moves him to the steps and slams his head off of the steel steps. Daryl drops to the floor, sitting against the steps.)

REX MCALLISTER: I’m sorry..

Rex charges forward! OH MY GOD, SANDWICHING DARYL’S HEAD BETWEEN HIS KNEE AND THE STEEL STEPS! .. NO HE DOESN’T! DARYL DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY AND REX COLLIDES WITH THE STEPS, KNEE FIRST!!! REX FLIPS OVER THE STEPS, INSTANTLY SCREAMING OUT LOUD AS HE CLUTCHES HIS KNEE!

[ FADE INTO ] DARYL HAS GRABBED REX’S LEGS AND TWISTED HIM INTO POSITION, LOCKING HIM IN REX’S OWN “REX LOCK”!!!! the referee has exited the ring, presumably going to stop Daryl .. BUT DARYL SHOVES THE REFEREE OFF OF HIM! Daryl has released the ‘Rex Lock’ and moves off of Rex. He’s reaching into his boot…THOSE ARE BRASS KNUCKLES, RICH! HE’S JUST PULLED BRASS KNUCKS FROM HIS BOOT — AND HE SLAMS HIS LOADED FIST INTO REX’S TEMPLE AS HE’S PUSHING HIMSELF UP TO HIS HANDS AND KNEES!

[ FADE INTO ] DARYL GRABS REX AND ROLLS HIM BACK INTO THE RING AFTER CONCEALING THE KNUCKS. DARYL MOVES INTO THE RING AND IMMEDIATELY PUTS REX BACK INTO THE “WORKING OUT THE KICKS” LIONTAMER!

“I ain’t feeling the age, no rottin’ away
You’re dark as the days, you caught in the way
‘Cause coffins is laid under a tombstone
‘Cause even when you die, they still throwing rocks at your grave
So follow the wave, can’t swallow the hate
My mind trumps anything that a scholar could say
Don’t know how to behave, we rage out at a rave
Dislocate an arm, just pop it in place”
(Landerson, Woogieman, Provencal and Chudd all make their way to the ring. .. Well, all of them except Chudd who has a hard time.)

[ FADE INTO ] El Landerson with a Springboard Dropkick to the face of Woogie as Provencal holds him in a headlock! The champ taking control here tonight! Provencal back up as he swings at Landerson but misses! Landerson runs the ropes as he collides with Provencal swinging around him with a Spinning Headscissors Takedown! Landerson then immediately follows all of that up with a stunning Standing Shooting Star Press!

[ FADE INTO ] Provencal is about to tap but he looks out to ringside and sees the tear stained faces of his countless children! He somehow finds the strength to hold on!!! WAIT WOOGIEMAN!!! WOOGIEMAN OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A DIVING HEADBUTT INTO LANDERSON!!!

[ FADE INTO ] Woogieman, Provencal, and Landerson all make it back to their feet and begin to trade blows in the ring! Provencal gets hit with a hard right from Landerson as he falls back… but he lands on Chudd’s belly and bounces right back up! The momentum from Chudd’s flab sends Provencal flying forward as he takes down Woogieman with a vicious Clothesline sending Woogie to the outside!!! And the momentum sends Provencal tumbling to the outside with him!

[ FADE INTO ] Chudd letting out a booming war cry as he grabs the face of El Landerson with both hands and then drives his skull crashing into Landerson! A devastating headbutt but Chudd isn’t letting go! Chudd bashes his head into Landerson’s repeatedly and now what is he doing! Chudd biting into Landerson now!

[ FADE INTO ] Provencal and Woogieman look at each other and nod as they come into the ring to unleash a double team assault on Chudd! But Chudd will not be moved! Chudd absorbing the blows from both Provencal and Woogieman as he shoves Woogieman back! But Provencal ducks underneath Chudd’s slow moving arm! Provencal with a Running Enzuigiri connects to the side of Chudd’s head! Chudd staggers a bit! Is the big man going down!?!? NO! Chudd regained his balance!! Chudd charges forward with a Running Splash tackling Provencal as he charges forward and sandwiches Provencal between him and Woogieman.

[ FADE INTO ] EL LANDERSON OFF THE TOP ROPE!!! LANDERSON WITH A MOONSAULT OFF THE TOP AS HE COMES CRASHING DOWN ON CHUDD!!! BUT CHUDD CATCHES LANDERSON!!! NO WAIT! LANDERSON SWINGS AROUND AND DROPS CHUDD WITH A DDT!!! LANDERSON SPIKING CHUDD TO THE MAT.

[ FADE INTO ] Woogieman backs into the corner but Chudd charges in with a Splash!!! Woogie collapses down in the corner as bolts and screws come unscrewed from the turnbuckle due to the impact of Chudd!!! Provencal and Landerson up now as they charge in at Chudd! BUT CHUDD TAKES THEM BOTH OUT WITH A HIP BUMP! CHUDD BACKS DAT ASS UP INTO THE CORNER AS HE DELIVERS A STINKFACE TO WOOGIEMAN!!!

[ FADE INTO ] OFF THE TOP ROPE!!! EL LANDERSON!!! LANDERSON WITH A FLYING HURRICANRANA TO PROVENCAL AS HE THROWS PROVENCAL RIGHT INTO CHUDD!!! PROVENCAL BOUNCES OFF CHUDD AND COLLIDES WITH WOOGIEMAN AS THE TWO OF THEM FALL OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE!!! CHUDD FALLS OVER LANDING CHEST FIRST ON THE MIDDLE ROPE!!! OH MY GOD!!! LANDERSON RUNS THE ROPES… LANDERSON SIX ONE NINE CONNECTS!!! CHUDD FALLS BACK ROLLING INTO THE POOL OF KETCHUP!!! LANDERSON TO THE TOP ROPE… MOONSAULT OFF THE TOP!!! LANDERSON COMES CRASHING DOWN ON CHUDD BOUNCING OFF HIM LIKE A TRAMPOLINE!!! BUT HE FLIPS AROUND DOING A SHOOTING STAR PRESS IN MID-BOUNCE AND LANDS RIGHT BACK ON CHUDD!!!

“’Cause the damned, they ain’t it
All the pain and anguish
Turned me into a man
So I ain’t complainin’
Now these things is changin’
No more lames is hangin’
No more fame in famous
Ain’t no shame in shamin’”

(The introduction of Myles is shown, followed by the elaborate entrance of Visual Prophet.)

[ FADE INTO ] The match begins after Myles hair-flips water onto Viz. VIZZY CHARGES INTO MYLES! Myles dodges the clothesline, sending jabs and punches to the body of Vizzy, forcing him into the ropes as Myles Irish whips him into the opposite side of the ring! Vizzy rebounds off the ropes as Myles runs into him, VIZZY LIFTS HIM OVER HIS SHOULDER!! HIP TOSS!! NO!!! MYLES FLIPS OVER HIS SHOULDER, LANDING RIGHT ONTO HIS FEET!!! Myles quickly running back towards the ropes, back into Vizzy as he jumps upwards! HURRICANRANA!! BUT VIZZY FLIPS FORWARD RIGHT ONTO HIS FEET!!! Myles leaning onto the turnbuckles with an impressed look on his face while The Visual Prophet focuses onto Myles, gyrating his hips. MYLES QUICKLY DASHES INTO HIM, ROLLING HIM UP!!!! MYLES GETS UP TO HIS FEET AS VIZZY IS ON HIS KNEES!! Myles now begins to gyrate his hips, mocking Visual Prophet!

[ FADE INTO ] he Prophet runs past Myles, bouncing off the ropes as MYLES LIFTS HIS LEG UP!! BICYCLE KNEE!! NO!!! PROPHET CAUGHT HIS KNEE!!! HE SPINS AROUND!! IKE TURNER SPECIAL!!! SPINNING BACK FIST!! BUT MYLES CAUGHT HIS ARM!!! Myles holding onto his arm, pulling his shoulder back as Vizzy is in pain! Both men playing mind games! MYLES WRAPS HIS ARMS AROUND HIS WAIST, LIFTS HIM UP!!! VIZZY FLIPS OVER HIS BACK, LANDING ONTO HIS FEET!! The Visual Prophet rolls him into a pin! Myles quickly getting out of it once again as both men get to their feet! Vizzy charges into Myles, but Myles grabs him and pushes him out of the ring and onto the apron! VIZZY CAUGHT HIM WITH A SIDEKICK!!! Myles staggered as Vizzy recuperates on the apron! MYLES USES HIS LEFT FOOT TO HOP UP THE MIDDLE ROPE AND SHATTERS THE JAW OF VIZZY WITH A KNEE STRIKE!!! SENDING HIM OUT TO RINGSIDE! Myles runs towards the ropes, rebounding and JUMPING OVER THE TOP ROPE!! TOPE CON HILO!!!!! MYLES CRASHES DOWN TO VIZZY AND PUSHES HIM BACK INTO THE RING!!

[ FADE INTO ] Myles not going for a cover as he begins to climb up the turnbuckle, overlooking Vizzy as he turns around! HE JUMPS UP!!! METEORA!! NO!! VIZZY GRABBED HIS FOOT, DUCKING THE METEORA AS HE ROLLED UP TO HIS FEET AND TRANSITIONED IT RIGHT INTO AN ANKLE LOCK!! WHAT AN UNIQUE COUNTER FOR THE METEORA!! Myles uses his foot to push him away, sending him out of the ring! Myles slowly making his way to his feet as he limbs. He rolls under the bottom rope over to ringside, following Prophet as he walks over to us! MYLES CHARGES INTO HIM!! BUT PROPHET PICKS HIM UP! AND PLANTS HIM ONTO THE CONCRETE MAT WITH A SPINNING SPINEBUSTER!!!

[ FADE INTO ] Myles jumps down as Vizzy hops right over him, running the ropes and back into Myles! HE JUMPS UP!! BUT MYLES CATCHES HIM!!! AND SLAMS HIM DOWN WITH A POWERBOMB!!! BUT HE ISN’T DONE AS HE STILL ON HIS FEET, HOLDING ONTO VIZZY AS HE LIFTS HIM OFF THE GROUND!! SPINS HIM AROUND AND SLAMS HIM DOWN WITH ANOTHER POWERBOMB!!!

[ FADE INTO ] PROPHET HOPS UP ONTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!! SPINNING OVER AS HE SOARS!!! JUMPING KNEE STRIKE IN MID AIR!!! MYLES CAUGHT HIM WITH A KNEE STRIKE IN MID AIR AS PROPHET REELS INTO THE ROPES, QUICKLY GETTING OUT OF THE RING!! The Prophet grabs something in his pocket and slides it into the ring as Myles runs the ropes! The referee moves quickly to grab the weapon as Vizzy peaks under the apron sheets! MYLES DIVES!!! AND THE PROPHET THROWS A STEEL CHAIR TO THE FACE OF MYLES!!! THE REFEREE DIDN’T SEE IT!!

[ FADE INTO ] The Visual Prophet appears to be going for his Kiss To The Head! If he connects with this, that would secure the chances of him retaining tonight. Myles crawling over to the referee, using his pants to get to his feet as Prophet is in the corner, stalking his prey! PROPHET CHARGES INTO HIM!! MYLES DODGES AND PROPHET CHARGES INTO THE REFEREE!! BUT PROPHET HALTED AT THE RIGHT SECOND, AVOIDING THE IMPACT INTO THE REFEREE!! Myles runs into the corner and back, right into Prophet as he turns around! PROPHET DODGES HIM AND MYLES SENDS THE REFEREE OUT OF THE RING WITH A KNEE STRIKE!!! THE REFEREE IS OUT!!!

[ FADE INTO ] PROPHET WITH A LOW BLOW!! NO!! MYLES CAUGHT HIS FOOT, HOLDING ONTO IT AS HE SPINS HIM AROUND!!! AND CONNECTS WITH A KNEE STRIKE!!! MYLES GRABS HIS ARM, HOOKING HIM INTO A PUMP HANDLE POSITION! DEEEEEE FACCTOO- PROPHET JUMPS OVER MYLES!! PROPHET WITH A LOW BLOW FROM BEHIND!!!! THERE IS NO REFEREE TO WITNESS THIS LOW BLOW AS PROPHET SPINS HIM AROUND, PICKING HIM UP!!! PROPHET DRIVER!! THE PROPHET DRIVER CONNECTS AS HE ASCENDS THE TURNBUCKLES!!! Myles’ opportunity slowly fading to black as Prophet climbs up the turnbuckles! HE SOARS!!! BOW TO THE HEART!!!

[ FADE INTO ] The Prophet and Myles get to their feet, meeting in the center of the ring AS MYLES PICKS HIM UP!! AND DRIVES HIM INTO THE GROUND WITH A PROPHET DRIVER OF HIS OWN!!!! HE ROLLS UP TO HIS FEET AND CLIMBS UP THE TURNBUCKLES!!!! HOW DOES MYLES STILL HAVE THE ENERGY TO DO THIS!! HE JUMPS OFF THE TOP ROPE!!! MYLES WITH AN ELBOW DROP!!!! AND HE’S NOT DONE!!! He pulls Vizzy up to his feet, setting him up! DE FACTOOOOO!!!! IT CONNECTS!!!!!!!

[ FADE INTO ] VIZZY’S LEG IS ON THE ROPE!! VIZZY MANAGED TO GET HIS FOOT PROPPED ONTO THE BOTTOM ROPE AND MYLES IS SHOCKED!!! MYLES CHARGES TOWARDS VIZ! VIZ FINDS A RUSH OF ADRENALINE AND RUSHES TOWARDS MYLES!!! KISS TO THE HEAD!!! NO!!!! MYLES EVADES IT!!!! VIZ IS SHOCKED!!!! MYLES GRABS VIZ!!! HE’S LOOKING FOR A DDT!!!! VIZ PUSHES HIM OFF!!!! VIZ TRIES FOR A CLOTHESLINE!!! MYLES DUCKS!!!! MYLES SHOVES VIZ INTO THE ROPES!!! VIZ HITS THEM CHEST FIRST!!!! MYLES GOES FOR A ROLL UP! BUT ROLLS THROUGH!!!! VIZ WITH A ROLL UP OF HIS OWN NOW!!!! HE HAS A HANDFUL OF TIGHTS! NO! NOT THIS WAY!!! …

“She wanna give you the cookie, you Famous Amos
She gave you the pussy, but you ain’t pay for the anus
Now your name is tainted, by the claims they paintin’
The defendant is guilty, no one blames the plaintiff
Gotta say it in Layman’s terms, while you wait on arraignments
‘Cause if the jury say you did it, the payment is heinous
Give me one minute, my lady just fainted
My babies is crying, you understand what I’m sayin’?”

(Highlight clips of this blood feud play, starting with the infamous chair shot to Jordie. The entrances are made and the two stare daggers from their corners.)

[ FADE INTO ] THE TWO NOW COLLIDE, GOING RIGHT AFTER EACH OTHER, TRADING FISTS ONE AFTER THE OTHER!!! RIPLEY WITH A STRIKE TO MARR!! NOW MARR SENDS ONE BACK!!! RIPLEY!!! MARR!!!! RIPLEY!!! MARR!!! RIPLEY WITH A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION!!! Marr and Ripley are holding nothing back early on, but MARR WITH THE CHARING CROS- RIPLEY DUCKS IT, AND THERE’S A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION, DROPPING MARR!!! Ripley now waiting for Marr to get back to his feet, and Marr does just that! Ripley now, YOU’LL FLOAT TOO..- No, Marr rolls out of the ring just before Ripley connected with the Superkick! Ripley runs straight after Marr! SUICIDE DIVE BY JACK!!! Jack taking out Marr, and now he’s dragging him by ringside, before SENDING HIM INTO THE BARRICADE!!! Charlie Marr tries to crawl away, BUT RIPLEY ONCE AGAIN SENDS HIM INTO THE BARRICADE!!! Marr now with an elbow to the jaw, before SLAMMING RIPLEY’S HEAD ONTO THE APRON!!! Ripley stumbling back before GETTING BLASTED WITH A LARIAT!!! Marr now reaching under the ring, and, what is that? OH, IT’S A STEEL CHAIR!!! RIPLEY WITH A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION, BEFORE PUSHING THE CHAIR INTO IT!!! Ripley now throws Marr back into the ring as he goes onto the apron! SLINGSHOT DDT- NO, MARR CATCHES RIPLEY, AND HE TURNS IT INTO A SPINEBUSTER!!! THE HEADMASTERS RITUAL JUST CONNECTED! Marr instead tossing Jack out of the ring, and you’ve got to wonder where he’s going with this. Marr bringing Jack Ripley to the ramp, and now he attempts to lift him up! But no, Jack uses his weight to stay down, BEFORE DROPPING A DDT ONTO THE RAMP!!

[ FADE INTO ] Ripley charges at Marr, BUT HE’S MET WITH A BIG BOOT, AND RIPLEY HAS JUST BEEN FLOORED BY MARR!!!! Marr now dragging Ripley to his feet, AND HE THROWS HIM INTO THE MINITRON!!! FACE FIRST!!! . Marr now dragging Ripley back down the ramp, and it looks like he’s bringing this back into the ring! Marr rolling Ripley right into the center of it, as Charlie makes his way to the top rope. Ripley slowly finds his footing, but that doesn’t matter now BECAUSE MARR CONNECTS WITH THE DEATH OR GLORY!!!!

[ FADE INTO ] Marr now going back out of the ring, and he has once again armed himself with that steel chair! Marr gets back into the ring, AND SLAMS THE CHAIR ACROSS RIPLEY’S SPINE!!! HE DOES IT ONCE MORE, AND A THIRD TIME BEFORE DROPPING IT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!! [ FADE INTO ] RIPLEY WITH A BACK BODY DROP, AND HE AVOIDS WHAT MAY HAVE BEEN THE QUEEN IS DEAD CONNECTING ON THE CHAIR!!! Marr now holding his stomach as he slowly gets to one knee- DAYLIGHT SLAYING TIME!!!! RIPLEY DRIVES A RUNNING KNEE RIGHT INTO MARR’S SKULL!!! Marr is out, as Ripley tries to catch his breath, before making his way to the top rope! Ripley, BELIEVE IT OR NOT- NO!!!! MARR AVOIDS THE SHOOTING STAR PRESS

[ FADE INTO ] Marr is just punching probably everything Ripley had left out of him! Marr now rolling out of the ring, before pulling Jack out with him, and what’s this? Charlie has him up on his shoulder, and he’s charging towards the barricades, BUT RIPLEY STOPS HIMSELF, AND HE HITS A TORNADO DDT OFF THE BARRICADE, DROPPING BOTH MEN!!! Marr slowly makes his way up to Ripley who is waiting for him at the ramp! AND NOW THEY START THE BRAWL ONCE AGAIN!!! The two trading fists, slowly making their way up the ramp, and now they’re all the way up the stage!

[ FADE INTO ] Jack lets go of the cord and begins wailing away on Charlie! He jerks him back up to a vertical base and whips him into the wall! Charlie slams into that wall and Jack lunges forward, catching Charlie with a big boot to the face! He drives his knee into Charlie’s gut over and over, and throws him forward, down the hallway! JACK REACHES DOWN AND PULLS CHARLIE UP BY THE BEARD! HE THROWS HIM HEAD FIRST INTO THE WALL! THE MOMENTUM SENDS CHARLIE STUMBLING BACK! JACK IS THERE! HE GRABS HIM AROUND THE WAIST! GERMAN SUPLEX ONTO THE CONCRETE FLOOR! [ FADE INTO ] Jack has grabbed the ladder and now he’s setting it up a little ways away from Charlie Marr! Jack starts scaling the ladder and he gets himself set up at the very top! BELIEVE IT OR NOT!!! SHOOTING STAR PRESS FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER!!!! CHARLIE MOVES!!! CHARLIE MOVES!!!! JACK HITS THE FLOOR WITH A SICK THUD!!!!!

[ FADE INTO ] Charlie sees a fire extinguisher and he goes to grab it!!!! Charlie snatches that thing off the wall and he waits for Jack to sit back up! Jack finally gets his bearings and he’s very gingerly getting back to his feet. Charlie sprays Jack in the face with the fire extinguisher! HE SPRAYED HIM IN THE EYES!!!! JACK CAN’T SEE! CHARLIE TAKES THE FIRE EXTINGUISHER AND HE SLAMS IT INTO JACK’S FACE! JACK IS BACK DOWN AND CHARLIE GRABS JACK!!! HE DRAGS HIM OVER TO THE STAIRCASE AND THROWS HIM UP THE STAIRS! HE STILL HAS THE FIRE EXTINGUISHER AND HE SLAMS IT INTO JACK RIPLEY’S KIDNEY AREA!

[ FADE INTO ] CHARLIE FIRES OFF A FOREARM THAT CATCHES JACK IN THE JAW, AND JACK SOMEHOW FINDS THE STRENGTH TO ANSWER BACK WITH ONE OF HIS OWN!!!! THE TWO MEN ARE EXCHANGING FOREARM SHOTS NOW AND IT’S JACK RIPLEY WHO FINALLY CLOCKS CHARLIE MARR RIGHT IN THE JAW!!! THAT SENDS CHARLIE STUMBLING BACK AND JACK DOESN’T LET UP!!! JACK SPEARS CHARLIE THROUGH THE BATHROOM STALL DOOR!!!!

[ FADE INTO ] THEY’VE TAKEN THIS TO THE PARKING LOT, AND MARR IS WHIPPING JACK WITH A WINDSHIELD WIPER!ACK GRABS ONTO THE WINDSHIELD WIPER, AND KICKS CHARLIE OFF OF HIM!!! NOW IT’S RIPLEY WITH THE WINDSHIELD WIPER, AND HE WHACKS MARR WITH IT RIGHT IN THE MIDSECTION!! HE DOES IT AGAIN!! AND AGAIN!!!! RIPLEY DROPS THE WIPER, AND NOW HE THROWS MARR BACK INTO THE BUILDING, THROUGH THE DOOR!!! NOW JACK, THROWING MARR OVER THE COUNTER THIS TIME, AS IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S BEGINNING THE WALK BACK OUT INTO THE ARENA!!! UT MARR NOW IS WRENCHING ON JACK’S FACE, PULLING IT BACK BY HIS NOSE!!! JACK DROPS MARR, AND THERE’S A GERMAN SUPLEX BY CHARLIE!! NOW CHARLIE IS DRAGGING JACK BY THE ARMS, AND THEY’VE FINALLY RETURNED TO THE ENTRANCE STAGE.. Marr now picking Ripley up, and he’s carrying him down the ramp on his shoulder. Marr eyes the apron though, and this could get bad! Marr now running towards the apron, but Ripley manages to drive multiple elbows into his back! And Marr now, CRASHES RIGHT INTO THE APRON AS RIPLEY MANAGED TO GET OUT OF HIS GRASP!!! Ripley grabs Marr now, AND SENDS HIM INTO THE RINGPOST!!! Now it’s Ripley looking under the ring for… A KENDO STICK!!! RIPLEY HAS THE KENDO STICK IN HAND! MARR TRIES TO GET TO HIS FEET, BUT RIPLEY WHACKS HIM ACROSS THE MIDSECTION AGAIN, BUT THIS TIME IT’S WITH THAT KENDO STICK!!! AND THERE’S ANOTHER ONE!!! MARR IS JUST TRYING TO ESCAPE THIS ASSAULT BY RIPLEY BUT IT’S NO USE AS RIPLEY KEEPS FIRING THESE KENDO STICK SHOTS ALL OVER HIM!!!

[ FADE INTO ] JACK CONNECTS WITH AN UPPERCUT TO CHARLIE! CHARLIE FALLS BACK AGAINST THE ROPES! JACK LOOKS FOR A CLOTHESLINE BUT CHARLIE GETS HIS FEET UP!!! JACK STUMBLES BACK AND CHARLIE RUSHES FORWARD! CHARING CROSS! NO!!!! JACK DUCKS!!!! JACK WHIRLS AROUND!!! YOU’LL FLOAT TOO!!!! NO!!!! CHARLIE GRABS JACK’S FOOT!!!! CHARLIE SPINS JACK AROUND!!! CHARING CROSS! IT CONNECTS! CONNECTS!!! CHARLIE MARR SLIPS OUT OF THE RING AND HE’S GRABBING A CHAIR! CHARLIE HAS A CHAIR!!!! CHARLIE SLIPS BACK INSIDE THE RING AND HE PLACES THAT CHAIR OVER THE BATTERED FACE OF JACK RIPLEY!… Jordie Ripley has come rushing from the back and she slides inside the ring, throwing her hands up. JORDIE SNATCHES THE CHAIR UP AND SCRAMBLES TO HER FEET!!! CHARLIE LUNGES FOR HER! HE GRABS THE CHAIR! JORDIE TRIES WITH ALL HER MIGHT TO WRENCH IT FREE FROM CHARLIE’S HANDS BUT HE’S TOO STRONG! BUT JACK RIPLEY IS SITTING UP AND HE SEES HIS SISTER FIGHTING WITH CHARLIE! HE SEES THE CHAIR AND THE FORMER PURE CHAMPION IS ON HIS FEET! CHARLIE LETS GO OF THE CHAIR AND HOLDS HIS HANDS IN THE AIR!!! CRACK!!!!!!! JORDIE RIPLEY JUST SMACKED HER BROTHER IN THE FACE WITH THE CHAIR!!!!! DARYL KINKADE! DARYL KINKADE!!!! DARYL IS IN THE RING AND HE SLAMS INTO CHARLIE AND JORDIE! BOTH OF THEM GO DOWN AND DARYL IS ON TOP OF CHARLIE, BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF HIM! YES! YES! THIS HAS BEEN A LONG TIME COMING AND DARYL IS FINALLY GETTING HIS REVENGE!!! DARYL GRABS CHARLIE UP AND THROWS HIM INTO THE ROPES!!! CLOTHESLINE!!! DARYL CROUCHES DOWN!!! HE IS SCREAMING AT CHARLIE TO SIT UP! SLOWLY HIS FORMER TAG TEAM PARTNER RISES UP… GETTING TO HIS KNEES!!!! DARYL RUSHES FORWARD!!! KILLED. YOU. DEAD!!!! THAT HIDDEN BLADE ELBOW JUST TOOK OUT CHARLIE MARR!!! DARYL KICKS CHARLIE OVER ONTO HIS BACK AND GRABS JACK!!! HE THROWS JACK ON TOP OF CHARLIE.

“One minute, one minute, gone
One minute, and the next one’s mine
One minute, one minute, gone
One minute, and the next one’s mine
One minute, one minute, gone
One minute, and the next one’s mine
One minute, one minute, gone
One minute and the next one’s, mine!”

(The feud between Jackson and Farrell V is shown briefly before Farrell makes his entrance… only to be attacked by Jackson with a chair! Jackson Blayde – The cocky prick – steps on Farrell V, like literally steps on top of him and walks right over Mr. Every Night)

[ FADE INTO ] Farrell V grabs Jackson Blayde by the arm and the back of the neck and whips the champion into the steel steps! Jazmin just slapped Farrell V across the face! Farrell V pushes off the guardrail turning back towards Blayde… Spike DDT! Blayde connects with a spike DDT driving the head of Farrell V into the arena floor! Then follows up by open palm bitch slapping Farrell V upside the back of the head.

[ FADE INTO ] Jackson Blayde taunts outside the ring giving the crowd around ringside a real show; while giving them all an ear full of knowledge – on why you never put your hair in a ponytail for a no disqualification match. Farrell V with the suicide dive over the top rope. Looks like Farrell V just got a shot of adrenaline, connecting with the suicide dive and then rolling onto his feet! He charges toward Blayde and lunges driving his knee right into the face of Jackson. Farrell V spins with a roundhouse kick, driving the heel of his boot into the chair sending the base of the chair right into the face of The Prodigy. The steel chair and Jackson Blayde tumble back over to guardrail into the ringside area.

[ FADE INTO ] Farrell V breaks into a quick sprint, leaping up onto the steel steps then the apron and launches off… CROSSBODY!

[ FADE INTO ] Farrell V breaks into a sprint towards Jackson Blayde who rips the monitor off the announcer’s table and chucks it a Farrell V, who just misses the monitor with his hands and takes it right into the face. Blood squirts from a gash formed just above the eyebrow of Mr. Every Night. Jackson Blayde sticks his hand into the face of the referee and pushes him out of the way, which gives Farrell time to jump up and hit three consecutive German Suplexes to Jackson!!

[ FADE INTO ] Farrell V makes his way over to the corner turnbuckle. Farrell V leaps up top..Five Star Frog Splash! NO! He missed! Jackson Blayde moved out of the way! Farrell V body bounces off the canvas.. President Blayde back up… CROWN BREAKER!!!

“One minute, one minute, gone
One minute, and the next one’s mine
One minute, one minute, gone
One minute, and the next one’s mine
One minute, one minute, gone
One minute, and the next one’s mine
One minute, one minute, gone
One minute and the next one’s, mine!”

(The back and forth between Noah Reigner and Xander Payne is featured at the tail end of the video, leading to their entrances for Tempest.)

[ FADE INTO ] XANDER PAYNE CONNECTS WITH A HUGE CLOTHESLINE! Noah Reigner ducks and connects with a baseball slide as he manages to roll Xander to a seated position! Noah follows that with a dropkick that takes Xander to his back! XANDER AGGRESSIVELY GETS NOAH BY HIS NECK BEFORE THROWING HIM ACROSS THE RING! WHAT IN THE WORLD? XANDER PAYNE JUST THREW NOAH REIGNER ACROSS THE RING WITH ALL THE EASE IN THE WORLD! XANDER IS NOT GOING TO JOKE AROUND IN THIS MATCH! NOAH SOMEHOW MAKES IT BACK TO HIS FEET AS XANDER FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A HUGE CLOTHESLINE THAT TAKES THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OFF HIS FEET! NOAH FALLS ONTO HIS BACK AS XANDER GETS NOAH UP IN POSITION TO CONNECT WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! NOAH LANDS ON HIS NECK, BUT XANDER MAINTAINS CONTROL OF THE WAIST BEFORE CONNECTING WITH ANOTHER GERMAN SUPLEX! LIKE LAST TIME, XANDER MAINTAINS CONTROL OF THE WAIST BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A THIRD GERMAN! A FOURTH! A FIFTH! A SIXTH! A SEVENTH! WITH THAT, XANDER LETS GO OF NOAH’S WAIST BEFORE NOAH LANDS ON HIS NECK!

[FADE INTO ] Xander holds Noah’s face at the corner before connecting with an uppercut that gets Noah sitting down on the middle row of the ropes! Xander begins to stomp on Noah’s stomach as he manages to get Noah in a seated position! NOAH IS DOWN AS HE TRIES TO RECOVER, BUT XANDER IS NOT GOING TO GIVE HIM ANYTIME! XANDER TAKES A COUPLE STEPS BACK BEFORE RUNNING AND CONNECTING WITH A CANNONBALL SENTON ON NOAH REIGNER!

[ FADE INTO ] Xander pulls Noah by his right arm was he whips him to the opposite corner, but Noah ends up countering as he sends Xander crashing onto the corner! XANDER MANAGES TO HOLD ONTO THE CORNER, BUT NOAH DELIVERS A DEVASTATING DROPKICK TO XANDER AT THE CORNER! HOWEVER, IT SEEMS LIKE THAT WAS NOT ENOUGH TO GET THE “PAYNEKILLER” DOWN! NOAH TAKES A FEW STEPS BACK AGAIN BEFORE RUNNING AND CONNECTING WITH ANOTHER DROPKICK, BUT JUST LIKE LAST TIME, THAT DOES NOT EVEN BRING XANDER DOWN TO HIS KNEES! NOAH TAKES A FEW STEPS BACK ONCE AGAIN BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A THIRD RUNNING DROPKICK AS THAT MANAGES TO MAKE XANDER STUMBLE FORWARD! NOAH FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A SUPERKICK THAT TAKES XANDER BACK INTO THE CORNER!

[ FADE INTO ] Xander runs towards the ropes in front of Noah before rebounding off of them and connecting with a forearm smash to a seated Noah Reigner! That takes the World Heavyweight Champion down to the ground! Xander Payne gets back to his feet right away as he gets Noah back to his feet as well! Noah manages to push Xander away enough to distance himself from him! XANDER GOES BACK TO NOAH, BUT NOAH STOPS XANDER IN HIS TRACKS BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A ST-NOAH, THE STO AS THAT FLOORS THE CHALLENGER!

[ FADE INTO ] NOAH DECIDES TO STAY ON THE OFFENSE BY CONNECTING WITH MULTIPLE KNEE STRIKES TO XANDER’S HEAD! THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION IS TRYING TO WEAR DOWN HIS CHALLENGER BY THOSE KNEE STRIKES! XANDER IS TRYING TO COVER HIS HEAD IN ORDER TO AVOID THE KNEE STRIKES, BUT THOSE KNEES ARE COMING SO QUICKLY AT XANDER, IT MAKES IT IMPOSSIBLE TO DO SO! XANDER WAVES HIS HAND IN FRONT OF NOAH, ALMOST TRYING TO GET HIS ATTENTION, BUT NOAH MANAGES TO GET XANDER’S ARM AS HE HAS A STANDING ARMBAR ON THE CHALLENGER! XANDER IS TRYING TO RETRIEVE HIS ARM AWAY FROM NOAH, BUT NOAH BENDS XANDER’S ARM BACK BEFORE SMACKING IT AGAINST THE MAT.

[ FADE INTO ] NOAH REIGNER IS NOT A PRETTY BIG FAN OF HAVING HIS TIME WASTED AS HE BOUNCES FROM THE ROPES AND GOES THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE TO CONNECTING WITH A SUICIDE DIVE THAT COLLIDES HIM WITH XANDER PAYNE! XANDER WAS TRYING TO CATCH NOAH, BUT THAT ARM WAS GIVING HIM QUITE AN ISSUE AS THE TWO MEN COLLIDE AGAINST THE FRONT OF OUR TABLE! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN FOR THE MOMENT, BUT IT’S NOAH THAT MAKES IT BACK TO HIS FEET! HE GETS XANDER UP BY HIS HEAD BEFORE RUNNING AND THROWING XANDER HEAD FIRST AGAINST THE STEEL TURNBUCKLE! XANDER’S HEAD GOES BOUNCING BACK AS HE SEEMS COMPLETELY LOST AT THE MOMENT! THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION SEEMS LIKE HE IS FINDING HIS WAY INTO THIS MATCH AS HE GETS XANDER BACK TO HIS FEET AGAIN! NOAH HAS XANDER BY HIS HEAD AGAIN BEFORE RUNNING AND THROWING IT AGAINST THE STEEL RING POST AGAIN! XANDER PAYNE GOES CRASHING DOWN! NOAH EXTENDS XANDER’S ARM BACK BEFORE BASHING IT AGAINST THE STEEL STEPS! XANDER CRIES OUT IN PAIN AGAIN AS HE IS CLUTCHING ONTO HIS RIGHT ARM! NOAH GETS THE STEEL STEPS AND SEPARATES IT FROM THE RING POST BEFORE PLACING XANDER’S ARM IN FRONT OF THE RING POST. THE STEEL STEPS ARE IN POSITION RIGHT IN FRONT OF XANDER’S ARM BEFORE NOAH TAKES A FEW STEPS BACK BEFORE RUNNING AND DELIVERING A DROPKICK DIRECTLY AT THE STEEL STEPS! AT THE SAME TIME, THE STEEL STEPS CRUSH XANDER’S ARM AS THAT GOES BASHING AGAINST THE STEEL RING POST!

NOAH REIGNER WITH A DIVING KNEE DROP ON XANDER PAYNE! NO! XANDER PAYNE MANAGES TO CATCH NOAH REIGNER FROM MIDAIR BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A SPINEBUSTER! HOW IN THE WORLD DID XANDER PAYNE MANAGE TO DO ALL OF THAT? THE GUY SEEMED OUT OF IT MOMENTS AGO! XANDER JUST CONNECTED WITH A SPINEBUSTER ON NOAH! NOAH SEEMS TO BE FAVORING HIS NECK AT THE MOMENT! XANDER GETS THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! HE HAS A CANADIAN RACK ON NOAH REIGNER — OVERDOSE! XANDER GETS NOAH IN POSITION FOR THE PAYNEKILLER! THE PACKAGE PILEDRIVER ON NOAH REIGNER! No! Noah Reigner manages to maintain his feet on the ground! NOAH MANAGES TO PUSH XANDER PAYNE AWAY FROM HIM BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A FOREARM THAT ONLY STAGGERS XANDER, BUT XANDER THROWS A FOREARM TO NOAH! NOAH THROWS A FOREARM TO XANDER! XANDER THROWS ONE TO NOAH! NOAH MANAGES TO BACK XANDER AGAINST THE ROPES BEFORE GETTING HIM BY HIS RIGHT ARM, BUT XANDER COUNTERS THE WHIP! NOAH GOES BOUNCING OFF THOSE ROPES AS XANDER CONNECTS WITH A SHOULDER BLOCK! NOAH GOES FLYING BACK AS HE FINDS HIMSELF ON HIS BACK!

[ FADE INTO ] NOAH IS DOWN FOR THE TIME BEING BEFORE XANDER GOES OVER TO THE TIMEKEEPER’S AREA! BELLA BRAXTON IS FREAKED OUT AS SHE MOVES THE HELL OUT OF THE WAY! THIS LEAVES AN EMPTY STEEL CHAIR FOR XANDER TO SHUT CLOSED! REMEMBER WHEN WE SAID THAT XANDER CAN BE DANGEROUS IN THESE HIGH STAKES MATCHES? WELL, YOU ARE GOING TO GET THAT RIGHT NOW! XANDER BRINGS THE STEEL CHAIR ABOVE HIS HEAD — EVELYN RIDLEY SWIPES THE STEEL CHAIR AWAY FROM XANDER PAYNE’S GRASP!

With the steel chair in her possession, Evelyn Ridley stands toe-to-toe with Xander Payne. EVELYN RIDLEY STRIKES THE STEEL CHAIR AT XANDER PAYNE! XANDER PAYNE RIPS THE STEEL CHAIR FROM EVELYN RIDLEY’S GRASP! XANDER PAYNE WACKS EVELYN RIDLEY’S BACK WITH THE STEEL CHAIR! Evelyn falls down to her knees before Xander Payne swings the steel chair again before walking Evelyn head first with it! Xander gets Evelyn in position — PAAAAYYYYYYNNNNNNNEEEEEEEKIIIILLLLLLEEEEERRRRRRRRR!! THE PACKAGE PILEDRIVER ON EVELYN RIDLEY! THAT MONSTER! HE JUST LAID OUT EVELYN LIKE THAT!

The crowd is getting more in a frenzy, but Xander puts not much attention to it as he finds his way back to his feet before he turns around — THE KILL SHOT! Xander Payne slowly rising back to his feet as he turns around … NOAH REIGNER GOES RIGHT AFTER XANDER PAYNE BY CONNECTING WITH A SHOT DOWN!

[ FADE INTO ] XANDER DELIVERS A HUGE FOREARM TO NOAH, BUT NOAH DELIVERS A HUGE FOREARM TO XANDER! XANDER! NOAH! XANDER! NOAH! XANDER! XANDER! XANDER! XANDER IS GROGGY ON HIS FEET AS HE SLOPPILY PUSHES NOAH AGAINST THE ROPES! NOAH DOES HIS BEST TO HOLD ONTO THE ROPES AS XANDER GOES RIGHT AFTER HIM, BUT NOAH GETS HIS FOOT AND PUSHES XANDER AWAY FROM HIM! NOAH REBOUNDS FROM THOSE SAME ROPES AGAIN — THE KILL SHOT! THE KILL SHOT ON XANDER PAYNE! THE KILL SHOT BRINGS XANDER TO HIS KNEES…. Noah Reigner is applying the crossface chickenwing on Xander Payne! He now has the body scissors on Xander as Xander falls to the submission hold! Noah has the crossface chickening applied completely… THE OFFICIAL IS CHECKING ON XANDER PAYNE, BUT XANDER IS NOT RESPONDING TO HIM! TEMPEST goes off of the air with a victorious Noah Reigner standing tall over an unconscious Xander Payne.

(The extremely extra, but absolutely WONDERFUL Tempest highlight video fades out, and pyro begins to explode. The cameras pan across the building and take in all the fans and their signs, before switching to James Peters and Rich Russillo behind the broadcast booth.)

James Peters: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WELCOME TO VOLTAGE!

Rich Russillo: We are hot off the Voltage exclusive event, Tempest, and there’s no time to waste. We have brand new number one contenders for the World Heavyweight Championship and National Elite Championship, as well as a previously announced match that will take place next week with Grand Rampage implications.

James Peters: That’s right. We found earlier today that next week’s featured tag team match between The Legion and the makeshift team of Xander Payne and Myles will actually be a number one contendership match for the EAW Unified Tag Team Championships!

Rich Russillo: That’s going to be insane, and honestly I can’t wait to see if Xander and Myles can put their history aside and work together for the greater good.

James Peters: Who knows? We have a similar situation tonight with Noah Reigner and Jackson Blayde, both of whom were successful in their title defenses last weekend, teaming up to face The Legion tonight. I have no idea how that’s going to go, but surely all the drama and history with those two is going to give The Legion an actual chance at defeating two champions and getting a huge victory.

Rich Russillo: This time of year is so exciting. Over the course of the next two weeks, several special Grand Rampage preview matches are going to take place, and as we also found out earlier, Voltage’s Charlie Marr will be heading to Dynasty next week to face the living legend, Jamie O’Hara.

James Peters: :wow: I love EAW. I love the main event we have scheduled for tonight. The Visual Prophet versus Malcolm Jones!

Rich Russillo: And I love you. And right now, we are going to cut to commercial break.

James Peters: B-R-B!!!!

(Commercial break for Auburn basketball. SKJFSLDKFJSLDFKJSLDF FINAL FOUR! FINAL FOUR! OMG OMG OMG! WAR EAGLE! WAR EAGLE! SDLFKJSLDFJEORTJEORIT!!! :D)

(Voltage returns from break. “It Ain’t Safe” by Skepta begins blasting across the public address system, which causes the fans inside the FedEx Forum to erupt with the most negative reaction you can possibly imagine.)

Rich Russillo: Oh shit. Here they come, James!

James Peters: I still can’t believe that fucking jezebel turned on her own blood like that. And for what? To fucking shack up with a known misogynist and psychopath? The fuck is she thinking??

Rich Russillo: Hey. We don’t know what goes on when these Elitists leave the building. Maybe Charlie Marr is a romantic and wooed Jordie. Maybe he really did feel bad about hitting her with a chair! You don’t know!

James Peters: Give me a fucking break.

(Charlie Marr and Jordie Ripley both seem to be enjoying the reaction they’re getting from the crowd. After taking a moment or two to soak it up, the two begin making their way to the ring. Jordie walks ahead of Charlie, tossing her fluffy platinum colored hair off her shoulder. She’s dressed in a pair of black leather, high waisted shorts, a black leather bustier style top with silver studs on it, and sky high Louboutin heels. Charlie is dressed in his own T-shirt along with a pair of camouflage cargo pants, and combat boots. He looks sexy. Jordie saunters up the ringsteps and sits down on the ropes, letting Charlie in the ring. She follows him and walks over the ropes, shouting at Bella Braxton to hand her a microphone. Bella scowls but nonetheless, she passes Jordie the microphone. Jordie looks at Charlie with stars in her eyes as she hands it to him. Charlie’s music fades out but the crowd noise does not.)

Crowd: FUCK YOU CHARLIE!!! FUCK YOU CHARLIE!!! FUCK YOU CHARLIE!!! FUCK YOU CHARLIE!!! FUCK YOU CHARLIE!!! FUCK YOU CHARLIE!!!

(All that does is bring a smile to the bearded beauty’s face.)

Charlie Marr: Amazing how even when I lose, I still get the W.

(Charlie gestures towards Jordie, who does a sexy little spin around and bats her eyes at Charlie. This really pisses off the crowd.)

Crowd: THOT! THOT! THOT! THOT! THOT! THOT! THOT! THOT!

Jordie Ripley (Off Mic): I am not a thot!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Charlie Marr: No amount of booing is going to change the fact that regardless of a match result, I’m still a fucking winner. Last Saturday night, I had that little pussy Jack defeated in the middle of the ring. I was well on my way to Grand Rampage to win back my National Elite Championship, and low and behold who shows up?

(The crowd erupts.)

Crowd: WE WANT DARYL!!! WE WANT DARYL!!! WE WANT DARYL!!! WE WANT DARYL!!! WE WANT DARYL!!! WE WANT DARYL!!!

Charlie Marr: Shut the fuck up.

(All that did was rile the crowd up even more. The chants for Daryl Kinkade got louder, and Charlie and Jordie just roll their eyes in response.)

Charlie Marr: Go ahead. Go ahead and cheer for cowardice and jealousy. Cheer for a spineless fuck’s actions and remain ignorant to the fact Charlie Marr is the real victim here. That’s the problem with society today. They are so quick to cheer for the villian, and no one gives a fuck that the hero is the one who is suffering. The hero and his feelings are what is being overlooked in this situation. I have no idea how anyone could possibly cheer for the man who will not be named, but go ahead. Scream your hearts out. Chant his name.

Crowd: DARYL! DARYL! DARYL! DARYL! DARYL! DARYL! DARYL! DARYL! DARYL!

(Charlie visibly shudders and Jordie rubs his back in the most supportive fashion. She stands on her tiptoes, whispering something in Charlie’s ear, and the hint of a smirk tugs at the corner of his lips.)

Charlie Marr: That piece of shit’s attack on me was despicable and malicious, and I’m the victim. Fuck anyone who tries to say differently. That aside, as my lovely pet just reminded me, there is a silver lining to every situation. With all this fallout from Tempest, and people demanding to know why Jordiana turned her back on her useless brother, and blah blah blah, something has been overlooked. I think what all of you are failing to realize, and what became clear to me hours after it all went down, is that everybody’s new found fuckboy hero actually did me a favor. When he decided to stick his nose where it didn’t belong and cost me a shot at the National Elite Championship, he unintentionally set me free. He released me from a match that would have been the easiest win of my career because Jackson Blayde sucks, and as a result I can stand here tonight and officially name myself as Voltage’s first entrant into the Grand Rampage match.

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Charlie Marr: There’s not a single doubt in my mind that I won’t walk into the Melbourne Cricket Ground and throw every other person over the top rope that gets in my way. I’m going to be the person who headlines Pain for Pride this year, and I will be the man that walks away from that event as the new World Heavyweight Champion.

Crowd: NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!

(“Snakeskin” by Example hits the PA system.)

Crowd: AKSDFJSLDFJSOFJSLDKFNSKDFHSOEF!!!! ALDKFJALSDJALSKF!!!! LASDJLASJFLASFJA!!!!

(Daryl Kinkade, microphone in hand, emerges from behind the guerilla curtains much to the chagrin of Charlie and Jordie. Charlie’s face is twisted into a sneer, whereas Daryl looks amused by this whole situation. Daryl takes a minute to enjoy the reaction from the crowd before calling for his music to cut. Once the music fades, and the overwhelmingly positive reaction for him dies down, he begins to speak.)

Daryl Kinkade: Charlie, Charlie, Charlie.

(Charlie doesn’t even bother to react.)

Daryl Kinkade: Funny how you come out here and announce yourself for Grand Rampage, while in the same breath, declare yourself the winner and talk about headlining Pain for Pride. All of us got a good look at you last year on the biggest stage of them all, and all of us remember just how badly you cocked that up. You lost that match for MarrKade, thus losing the Unified Tag Team Championships for us, and that was just the beginning. I don’t think we need to stand out here and rehash history though. Everyone knows that it’s always been Daryl Kinkade carrying Charlie Marr. You’re the one who leeched off me, and I’m the reason you’ve had success here. Charlie Marr on his own can’t get the job done. Time and time again you have come up short, and I’m pretty sure at Tempest, you would have failed on your own as well. I’m not going to touch whatever the fuck it is you two have going on, but only when your new bitch hit her own family with a chair, did you find yourself in a true position to win the match. I’m not Jack Ripley’s biggest fan, but he is better than you. We all know that judging by how many times he’s beaten you and pulled the wool over your eyes. Sure, maybe banging his sister now gives you some kind of moral victory, but at the end of the day, Ripley once again had his hand raised. I made sure of that, and I’m going to make sure that come Grand Rampage, you don’t get to go to Pain for Pride and headline. You can declare yourself as Voltage’s first entrant into Grand Rampage itself, but now I’m going to announce myself as Voltage’s only entrant into Grand Rampage worth caring about.

Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! WOOOOOOOO!!!!

Daryl Kinkade: If there is a member of MarrKade who deserves to headline Pain for Pride, it’s me. I’m the one who’s overcome every odd thrown at him. I’ve battled every single man and woman placed in my path, and I’ve battled with myself as well. I don’t claim to be a perfect person, but I damn sure know my worth now. I’m not about to let someone like you take advantage of a situation like Grand Rampage to work your way into a world championship match at Pain for Pride that you don’t deserve to be in. Situations like Grand Rampage are a crapshoot too. If you play your cards right, you can win. That goes for everyone, and that’s why I’m going to make sure I’m the one who’s standing at the end, hand raised in victory. Last year at Pain for Pride, you stupidly cost us an opportunity to leave Las Vegas as the tag team champions, because you didn’t bother to anticipate every possible scenario that could come into play. I will be damned if you’re the one who walks into Atlanta this year with a chance to leave as World Heavyweight Champion. You’re not good enough to be a champion here, Charlie. You are nothing without Daryl Kinkade attached to your name. I’m the one who won the National Elite Championship. I’m the one who beat you for it when we had to face off against one another. I’m the one who carried our team for months on end. I’m the one who decided to stop caring and phone it in, and I’m the one who allowed the Jaded Hearts to take the championships because I didn’t want to be tied to you anymore. A man can only take so much and you got me to my breaking point. You made me stop giving a shit, and you made me open my eyes and realize that my future is much brighter without a Charlie Marr running his mouth and getting both of us into situations I had to dig us out of. It’s kind of funny how you get the hype, but I quietly go about my business and do what I need to do. I might not have been given a match at Tempest, but I made sure I got on the card. I baited Rex McAllister into accepting a challenge from me, and I let him pick the stipulation so I could beat him at his own game. Low and behold look what happened. I’m the one people are talking about now. I’m the one being hailed as the hero because I made sure you couldn’t screw Jack out of something he deserves a little more than you. I defeated a two time world champion because I proved to be a hell of a lot smarter than anyone ever gave me credit for. And now I’m going to make sure I toss your arse over the top rope at Grand Rampage and end my season at Pain for Pride where I belong. That’s at the top of Voltage, with the World Heavyweight Championship strapped around my waist.

(“Still Unbroken” by Lynyrd Skynyrd begins to play. Daryl’s amusement is quickly wiped from his face. He walks down the ramp a little ways, and turns to the side so he can keep an eye on Charlie, as well as Rex McAllister who has now joined the party. Rex also has a microphone in hand.)

Crowd: REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX! REX!

(The Rex Master is all smiles. He waits for his music to fade out, and for the crowd to catch its breath before he begins to speak.)

Rex McAllister: Well since we are all out declaring ourselves for Grand Rampage, and talking about headlining Pain for Pride, let me just go ahead and toss my name into the mix for that as well.

Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! WOOOOOOOO!!!!

Rex McAllister: Last year at Grand Rampage, I won my first World Championship. That moment meant everything to me and it catapulted me into a position to actually headline Pain for Pride. Let me tell you both, there’s nothing in this business like that. To step out onto the stage, to hear your music played live, and to have thousands of people singing you down to the ring… there’s nothing that compares, and I’m telling you both, nothing can prepare you for that moment either. I’m not out here to lecture either of you. You’re both thick-headed and refuse to see any other narrative but your own because you’re both selfish. However, one thing I can tell you is that having experienced the thrill of headlining the biggest event in the world, and coming up short on that stage, I’m walking into this year’s Grand Rampage with one thing on my mind. I’m going to win Grand Rampage and I’m going to headline Pain for Pride. My headlining moment will forever be marred by the fact I came up short. I hesitated, when I should have capitalized, and I’ll make sure something like that never happens again. If I have learned anything from that experience, and what I’ve gone through so far this season, is that I am capable of more than anyone is willing to give me credit for. I can go through Hell and back, and walk around with the knowledge that there’s not a single Elitist who can beat me cleanly or make me tap out.

(Rex focuses all his attention Daryl.)

Rex McAllister: While you see your victory at Tempest as a milestone, I see it as a failure. No one has ever denied the fact that you have talent and that you do have what it takes to make it, but you will never fully believe in yourself, will you? You had to become the person you hate more than anyone else in this world…

(Rex points at Charlie, who’s now leaning against the ropes.)

Rex McAllister: In order to get a shady victory over me because you still doubt your ability to truly get the job done. Even now, you’re out here preaching about how you’re going to keep Charlie from winning Grand Rampage when you should be focusing on every other aspect of the match so you can actually win it. The draw is random, and you two aren’t even guaranteed to be in the same ring at the same time, and don’t think for a minute that anyone else in Grand Rampage is going to give a damn about the issues the two of you clearly need to work out. I think I speak for the entire EAW Universe when I say we’re all ready for you two to just step inside the ring and beat the shit out of each other, and be done with it, but I guess we’re going to have to wait a little longer for that. Grand Rampage is what matters right now, and if I were both of you, I would make sure to get my head out of my ass, and FINALLY look at the bigger picture. The bigger picture is both of your futures since you’ve decided to go your separate ways. This back and forth with the two of you isn’t going to make a bit of difference once Grand Rampage begins and it’s every man for themselves. People are going to be out for blood. They are going to go all out. This is Pain for Pride season, and this is what all of us spend all year working towards. So Daryl, while you can vow to keep Charlie from winning, and Charlie, while you can paint yourself as some innocent victim which is the biggest bunch of bullshit this Elitist has ever heard in his life, I will carry the Voltage brand into Grand Rampage like I have done at every event all season, and I’ll walk away from it knowing my shot at redemption is secured. I will be the person competing against the World Heavyweight Champion come Pain for Pride, and no offense to anyone who steps up to challenge Noah Reigner between now and then, I surely hope he’s the one I’m standing across the ring from. Veena Adams made it her mission to get personal, much like that disgusting family seems to enjoy doing, and she destroyed my chance to get the World Heavyweight Championship back. While I never blamed you for that, Daryl, the fact remains that match was a bust. It did none of us any favors, and was one of the most corrupt things I have ever been apart of. But I owe Noah one. I own him a legitimate match, and one that isn’t surrounded in controversy. Twice we’ve tried to have a fair match between the two of us, and twice that’s been fucked up due to egocentric people who can’t leave well enough alone.

(Rex is of course referring to Impact, as well as Veena.)

Rex McAllister: My time will come again, and I will take the first step towards my goal at Grand Rampage. Regardless of what happens with the two of you in that match, believe that if we cross paths I will make sure to teach you both another lesson. You both want to spit on the time I spent trying to better both of you, well you can believe that I will hold absolutely nothing back if either of you try and knock me out of Grand Rampage. I won’t let either of you stop me from achieving my goal of winning the World Heavyweight Championship at Pain for Pride. Daryl, if nothing else I owe you one; best bring your brass knux. That also goes for everyone else on Dynasty and Showdown who find themselves in the Grand Rampage match itself. This Elitist is the most motivated he has ever been in his life. I will go full throttle, keep my eyes on the prize, and eliminate every single person who stands in my way. I have fought through everything that’s been thrown at me this season, and come out better for it.

(A smile breaks across Rex’s face. Everyone knows what’s coming next.)

Rex McAllister: See you soon!

(Rex’s music hits, but that doesn’t stop Charlie and Daryl both from shouting at Rex. The former 2-time world champion shrugs his shoulders and turns his back on the bickering duo formerly known as MarrKade, and heads to the back. Voltage fades to commercial break.)

(Commercial break for Lane Bryant fashion featuring Chudd. Beauty comes in all sizes.)

(Voltage returns and Bella Braxton is standing in the ring.)

Bella Braxton: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

(‘Hair Of The Dog’ by Nazareth blasts through the speaker with a thunderous pop as Farrell V shoots through the curtains, pointing his finger towards the crowd as he riles them up. With a vibrant smile planted on his face, he begins to walk down the ramp, clapping the hands as he goes down. )

Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST! From Indonesia, weighing in at 235 pounds…. FARRELLLLL VV!!!!

Rich Russillo: Last week, Farrell went through one of the most intense matches on the Tempest card. Even though he failed to capture the EAW National Elite Championship, he was able to earn the respect of EAW officials and fans around the world and that is key to your success.

James Peters: Farrell has been in this business for quite a while and Tempest was one of his biggest opportunities yet, but the President of Blaydemerica was sure to ruin that opportunity through winning fashion. Walking into this match against Martin Daniels, he definitely isn’t his full self.

(‘House of Wolves’ by My Chemical Romance hits to a mixed reaction. The grizzled veteran and EAW newcomer stepped onto the stage, scanning through the crowd before walking down the ramp.)

Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT! From London, England, weighing in at 240 pounds…. MARRRTINNNN DANIELLLLS!!!

Rich Russillo: Earlier today, I went on YouTube and watched some of this man’s matches on the independent scene and I must say, I am impressed. Martin Daniels has been wrestling for sixteen years and he has just arrived in EAW? This man has a huge career ahead of him if he could duplicate his success on the independent scene to the elite wrestling scene.

( DING! DING! DING! )

Rich Russillo: We are underway as the referee signalled for the bell. Daniels and Farrell circling around the squared circle, engaging in a collar-and-elbow tie up! Daniels with the strength advantage, forcing him towards the corner. Farrell trapped in the corner now while the referee warns Daniels, beginning to count as Daniels doesn’t let go! The referee nearing the final count as Daniels releases, slowly walking away as Farrell recovers.

James Peters: DANIELS WITH A CLOTHESLINE, SENDING THE BACK OF FARRELL’S HEAD BOUNCING OFF THE SECOND TURNBUCKLE!!! DANIELS NOW STOMPING A MUDHOLE INTO THE MIDSECTION OF FARRELL, REFUSING TO LISTEN TO THE REFEREE’S COMMANDS!!

Rich Russillo: This is what I am exactly talking about. Martin Daniels is a veteran in this business. By not giving Farrell any time to breathe and recuperate, he chooses to keep his eye on the prize, continuously damaging Farrell to get the win. Daniels knows what he is doing and he has no problem with bending and twisting the rules established in this company. However, he needs to make sure he doesn’t get disqualified in this match.

James Peters: Martin Daniels with momentum in this match, signing with EAW as a grizzled veteran with more years on his slate compared to Farrell V’s experience. Daniels now grabbing Farrell’s hair, pulling it towards him as he is dragged to the center of the ring. Daniels now pulling him up! FARRELL WITH A FOREARM ACROSS THE FACE OF DANIELS!!

Rich Russillo: Multiple blows to the side of his face AND DANIELS WITH A HEADBUTT, RINGING THE BELLS OF FARRELL AS HE STAGGERS!! DANIELS RUNS INTO HIM!!! Farrell managing to duck him as Daniels runs the ropes. Farrell jumps down as Daniels jumps over him, running into the ropes and back! FARRELL JUMPS UP!

James Peters: WHAT!?!?!??! DANIELS CAUGHT HIM!!! DANIELS MANAGED TO GRAB HIS SHOULDERS AND HOLD HIM IN A CRUCIFIX!! HE LIFTS HIM UP!! AND DRIVES HIM INTO THE MAT WITH A CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB!! COVER!!!

ONE…..
TWO……

James Peters: A SEAMLESS TRANSITION FROM THE CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB TO A SINGLE LEG BOSTON CRAB!!! FARRELL IN DEEP TROUBLE HERE!!

Rich Russillo: Martin Daniels carelessly sitting into the back of Farrell V, pulling his leg back as he screams in pain! Martin Daniels has been completely dominant this entire match! Farrell V now using his arms to get some leverage. Farrell now turning around and using his free leg to send upward kicks to the jaw of Daniels. Farrell may have found the flaw!

James Peters: BUT DANIEL GRABS HIS LEG!!! DOUBLE LEGGED BOSTON CRAB!!! MARTIN DANIELS NOW HAS BOTH LEGS IN!!! WHAT A MAGNIFICENT TRANSITION!!!! FARRELL V IS GOING TO TAP!!! IMAGINE HOW EMBARRASSING THAT WOULD BE TAPPING OUT TO SOMEONE ON THEIR DEBUT!!

Rich Russillo: That would do wonders for Martin Daniels but that outcome may not happen as Farrell V fights out of it, twisting his body as he crawls under the legs of Martin! CRADLE PIN!!

ONE…
TWO…
THR-

Rich Russillo: BOTH MEN GET UP TO THEIR FEET!! MARTIN GRABS HIS LEG AND TAKES HIM DOWN!!! BOSTON CRAB!!! NO!!!! MARTIN WAS LOOKING FOR THE SINGLE LEG BOSTON CRAB FOR THE SECOND TIME BUT IT FAILED AS FARRELL SHOVED HIM AWAY WITH HIS FEET!!

James Peters: Daniels and Farrell quickly get up to their feet, charging into each other!! ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE EAR OF DANIELS!!! FARRELL CAUGHT HIM AS HE SWEEPS DOWN!! DANIELS JUMPS OVER THE LEG SWEEP, DRILLING HIS KNEE INTO THE JAW OF FARRELL!!!

Rich Russillo: Farrell on spaghetti legs right now as Daniels with a smirk on his face, rebounds off the ropes!! FARRELL JUMPS ONTO HIM!!! RUNNING CROSSBODY CONNECTS!! BUT DANIELS HOLDS ONTO HIMS, ROLLING UP TO HIS FEET WHILE HE HAS FARRELL ON HIS SHOULDERS!!

James Peters: DANIELS LIFTS HIM UP!!! FARRELL JUMPS OVER HIM, LANDING ONTO HIS FEET AS HE RUNS TOWARDS HIM!!! HE DODGES DANIELS AND RUNS THE ROPES!!! HE JUMPS ONTO HIM!! TORNADO DDT!!!

Rich Russillo: DANIELS HOLDS ONTO HIM AND POSITIONS HIM AT THE TOP OF THE TURNBUCKLE!!! WHAT A COUNTER AS DANIELS GRABS HIS HEAD, BRINGING IT FORWARD AS HE IS HUNG FROM THE TURNBUCKLE!!! ROPE HUNG CUTTER!!

James Peters: NO!!! Farrell gets his feet onto the ground, grabbing Daniels as he runs with him, pushing him into the corner and rolling him up! AND LIFTING HIM UP OFF THE GROUND AND PLANTING HIM WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!!! WOW!!!

Rich Russillo: I didn’t know Farrell V could do that until now! Martin retreating as he crawls over to the bottom ropes, crawling underneath it as Farrell secretly gets onto the apron. MARTIN HAS NO IDEA AS HE IS FACE UP, RESTING ONTO THE APRON!!! FARRELL ROLLS INTO THE APRON, JUMPING UP!!!! ROLLING THUNDER!!!!

James Peters: NO!!! FARRELL’S BACK GOES CRASHING ONTO THE EDGE OF THE APRON AS MARTIN DANIELS ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY!! Martin Daniels just suckered him in as Farrell’s back is faced towards the apron as he grabs his back in pain! MARTIN NOW RUNNING THE ROPES!!! HE SOARS!!

Rich Russillo: SUICIDE DIVE!!! DANIELS CRASHES INTO THE BACK OF FARRELL, MAKING HIM GO FACE FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE!!! DANIELS NOW WHIPPING HIM INTO THE RING!! THIS COULD BE IT!! HE HOOKS HIM UP!! HE LIFTS HIM UP!! CRANIUM MUTILATION!! OH MY GOD!!!! COVER!!

ONE…
TWO….
THREE….

James Peters: FARRELL GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!!!! Martin Daniels was this close to securing his chances of walking out of this arena with a successful debut! Farrell V pops his shoulder up off the canvas after that devastating Double Underhook Piledriver!

Rich Russillo: Farrell V refusing to be defeated by Martin Daniels! Daniels with a smirk on his face, he realizes that Farrell V is not an easy man to put away. He pulls Farrell V up to his two feet with his chin. MARTIN WITH A SLAP TO HIS FACE!! AND ANOTHER ONE!!! AND ANOTHER ONE! AND ANOTHER ONE!!! OH MY GOD!!! FARRELL CHEEKS ARE RED FROM THE VICIOUS SLAPS FROM MARTIN!!

Martin Daniels (off mic): BRING IT FUCKING ON!!!!

Rich Russillo: MARTIN EXTENDS HIS ARMS BACK, POWERING IT UP AS HE BRINGS IT TOWARD FARRELL’S FACE!!! SPINNING WHEEL KICK!!!! DANIELS IS OUT!!!! FARRELL V WITH A SPINNING WHEEL KICK!! THE GAME CHANGER!! THE GREAT EQUALIZER AS MARTIN DANIELS IS OUT COLD!!! FARRELL V NOW STRUGGLING TO CLIMB UP THE TURNBUCKLES!!

James Peters: Farrell is perched atop! HE SOARS!!! FIVEEEE STARRRR FROGGG SPLASSHHHH!!!! HE CRAWLS OVER FOR THE COVER!!!

( DING! DING! DING! )

( ‘Hair Of The Dog’ by Nazareth hits to a deafening ovation as Farrell V is on one knee, breathing heavily as he gets up to his feet, getting his hand raised by the referee )

Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… FARRELLLLL V!!!!

James Peters: Martin Daniels just brought the fight to Farrell V like never before. Martin Daniels dominated throughout this match, almost putting Farrell V away at moments. Daniels was pummelling the face of Mr. Every Night with constant, devastating slaps, but Farrell somehow, maybe by extinct, was able to connect with that shattering Spinning Wheel Kick, knocking the senses out of the grizzled veteran.

Rich Russillo: And then he connected with that beautiful Frog Star Splash we all love to pick up the victory. Farrell V bouncing back with a great performance with Martin Daniels after failing to win the EAW National Elite Championship at Tempest. Martin Daniels has nothing to be ashamed of, this guy has a great future here in EAW.

(Farrell V continues to celebrate his victory and Voltage fades to commercial break.)

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(Voltage returns from break and cuts to the backstage area where Korey Gaines is seen walking. His pace is quick and he appears to be searching for someone. No doubt he is feeling a lot of emotions knowing his ‘unique opportunity’ has basically been taken from him. He approaches the office of Voltage commissioner, Captain Charisma, and doesn’t stop to knock. Captain Charisma, who is busy, looks up from his desk as Korey walks in.)

Captain Charisma: Korey. How are you?

Korey Gaines: We need to talk!

(Captain Charisma sighs. This isn’t something he wants to deal with at the moment, despite the fact he knows he doesn’t have a choice.)

Captain Charisma: What do you want to talk about?

Korey Gaines: I think you probably should know by now.

Captain Charisma: I kinda have an idea, but I’m not sure if that’s it.

Korey Gaines: :mjpls: Oh, hell yeah, that’s it. You know what happened at Tempest. That news you got that the Gold Rush tournament was mysteriously cancelled. That was my quote ‘unique opportunity’, as you had named it. I won a ladder match against Denis Ryley to get that opportunity and now it’s all gone!

Captain Charisma: I understand and I need you to know that it’s not my fault. I don’t know what’s going on and who cancelled it, but I know there’s nothing I can do about it. The decision has been made by someone bigger than me, sorry! Trust me, I am trying to find out what happened with the tournament.

Korey Gaines: So all my effort is gone for nothing? A sorry won’t fix this! Ryley and I destroyed one another during that match, and I somehow overcame a knee injury and a concussion to get that win.

Captain Charisma: I know.

Korey Gaines: You know? That’s all you have to say?

(Korey is understandably upset, and Captain Charisma can not fault him for that.)

Captain Charisma: Yeah, I know, but there’s something else I can do. I don’t want your efforts to be gone for nothing, so I’ll provide you with another opportunity.

Korey Gaines: Oh really? What’s that?

Captain Charisma: Since the Gold Rush tournament got cancelled, I’ll guarantee you an entry in the Grand Rampage match!

(Korey thinks for a minute, and a mischievous smile crosses his face.)

Korey Gaines: Really? Thanks man! But are you sure this match won’t get cancelled?

Captain Charisma (rolling his eyes): Absolutely sure. But that’s not just it.

Korey Gaines: What? There’s more?!

Captain Charisma: I’ll also give you a future shot at the New Breed Championship. You’ve been doing a hell of a job and that’s the least I can do for you. Consider this as a sign of respect by my part. Do you, kid.

Korey Gaines (a little shocked): Well, thanks man! I really appreciate it. It’s more than I could’ve asked for.

Captain Charisma: You deserve it!

Korey Gaines: Alright, excuse me now, it’s better if you go and finish the work you had to do.

Captain Charisma: Yeah, you can go. I’ll see you around. Don’t disappoint me!

(Gaines gets out as Captain Charisma laughs silently as that scene fades out. Voltage cuts back to the ring area, and the cameras focus on Bella standing in the middle of the ring.)

(‘Here comes the boom’ by DMX ft Sean Paul and Alexa Vegas blasts through the speakers as the arena gets in their feet for El Landerson, who approaches the ring quickly.)

Bella Braxton: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from San Jose, California, weighing in at 160 pounds, the Big Bhris Bhampion, El Landersoooooon!

James Peters: The Big Bhris Bhampion has entered the ring, but I can say he is missing his bhampionship… because, well… you know what happened at Tempest…

Rich Russillo: Yeah, that hungry beast, Chudd, he ate the whole title! the most precious title in the whole history of EAW is resting in his stomach!

James Peters: We don’t know if it’s still in his stomach or anywhere else, but let’s close that topic!

(“Type-03” by Mick Gordon starts playing as the crowd explodes in boos. Denis Ryley makes his way to the ring, unbothered by the fans reaction as he smirks and enters the ring.)

Bella Braxton: Introducing next, from Orlando, Florida, weighing in at 204 pounds, Denissss Ryleeeeeeey!

Rich Russillo: Denis Ryley and Korey Gaines have been going back and forth against each other on social media for more than a week now and from what I’ve seen, Denis is still upset for losing that ladder match.

James Peters: That shouldn’t be his biggest concern right now as he’s about to face an absolute legend named Landerson and he should be very well aware of it.

Rich Russillo: I’m sure he is, James, I’m sure he is.

( DING! DING! DING! )

James Peters: The match is underway as both men make circles, slowly approaching each other as it’s Landerson who claps first with a forearm right on Denis’ head, but Denis responds with an elbow to the stomach as Landerson holds it in pain! Ryley uppercuts Landerson with his shoulder and pushes him to the ropes, AND THEN CONNECTS WITH A KNEE STRIKE TO THE HEAD OF LANDERSON!

Rich Russillo: That knee takes Landerson down, but not for too long as Landerson is back up, and Ryley attempts the german suplex, but somehow Landerson is able to counter it into a hurricanrana! Ryley is still up, BUT LANDERSON FLIES OVER HIM WITH A DIVING CROSSBODY TAKING RYLEY DOWN ONCE AGAIN! LANDERSON ISN’T DONE YET AS HE CLIMBS THE TOP ROPE AND GOES FLYING WITH A 5-STAR FROG SPLASH! THERE’S THE COVER!

Ref: ONE!!! TWO!!!

James Peters: Kickout! Denis is still in the match as Landerson is pumping the crowd up! Ryley is holding on the corner of the ring as Landerson runs for the bronco buster… BUT HOLY BALLS! LANDERSON JUST LANDED WITH HIS… BALLS… ON THE CORNER! Denis grabs Landerson by the waist and connects with the german suplex!

Rich Russillo: Great agility by Denis as he managed to avoid the bronco buster and made Landerson hurt himself. Ryley approaches Landerson and smashes him with a high kick and then he charges to the ropes and fires back at Landerson with a dropkick! Landerson is down as he rolls out of the ring, BUT LOOK OUT… SUICIDE DIVE BY DENIS RYLEY ON THE OUTSIDE! OH NO, LANDERSON SOMEHOW GOT OUT OF THE WAY AND DENIS LANDS ON THE BARRICADE!

James Peters: Landerson gets Ryley back into the ring as he attempts to stay on his feet, BUT LANDERSON WITH THE HEADSCISSORS REVERSE DDT FROM BEHIND SMASHES DENIS DOWN! Landerson stomps Denis, trying to keep him down as he climbs the top rope… DIVING HURRICANRANA SUNSET FLIP FROM THE TOP ROPE!

Ref: ONE!!! TWO!!! THR-

Rich Russillo: Kickout! Denis barely survived once again! Landerson is dominating this match so far. Landerson goes for the baseball slide on Ryley, but he jumps and then stays still, delivering an enziguri! Denis lifts Landerson up for the suplex and connects with it! Denis is finally done playing games!

James Peters: Landerson barely makes it to his knees, but Denis lifts him high up by the head and tosses him on the other side of the ring! What an act of disrespect by Denis! Denis pushes Landerson to the ropes and claps back with a spinning sole kick! That absolutely destroyed Landerson’s mid-section! Landerson is on his knees as Denis charges to the ropes and goes right back at Landerson WITH A KNEE STRIKEE!

Rich Russillo: Denis is making Landerson pay right now! This is cruelty! Denis gets Landerson on his feet AND OH, THIS IS OVER… SUPERKICK SPINNING THE JAW OUT OF LANDERSON! BUT WHAT THE HELL? DENIS ISN’T GOING FOR THE COVER! DENIS SMASHES LANDERSON ON THE CORNER AND STEPS BACK TO THE OPPOSITE ONE… OH MY, HE ISN’T DOING THIS, IS HE? LAST HOUR! HELLUVA KICK CONNECTS! DENIS WITH THE COVER!

Ref: ONE!!! TWO!!! THREEEE!!!

(DING! DING! DING!)

(“Type-03” by Mick Gordon plays once again as Denis Ryley’s hand is raised up in victory by the referee. The crowd boos, but Denis holds that evil smile on his face.)

Bella Braxton: Here is your winner, Deniiiiissss Ryleeeeeeeyyyy!!!

James Peters: Denis defeats Landerson after a brutal matchup, especially in the last few minutes where Ryley decided it was over with the games.

Rich Russillo: He made it, he defeated the legend after Landerson crushed his own balls. From there on he had a pretty easy match and he was able to win.

(An arrogant Denis Ryley continues to celebrate his victory and Voltage fades to commercial break.)

(Commercial break for spray tans featuring Jackson Blayde. Become an unnatural shade of orange today.)

(Voltage returns to the backstage area, and Captain Charisma is inside his office. The Voltage commissioner is looking over some paperwork, but is interrupted by a knock on the door.)

Captain Charisma: It’s open.

(A Voltage referee steps inside.)

Referee: Do you have a second, Captain Charisma?

Captain Charisma: Sure. What’s up, Franklin?

(The referee, Franklin, steps fully inside the office and shuts the door behind him.)

Referee Franklin: I just wanted to know if you ever found out why the Gold Rush tournament was cancelled.

(Captain Charisma sits down his pen and furrows his brow. It was a rather odd question for a referee to ask, to be honest, and naturally the Hall of Famer found this suspicious.)

Captain Charisma: Why do you ask?

(Franklin almost looks a little nervous. Captain Charisma definitely knows something is up now, especially since no one had been able to give him any answers so far. The entire mystery surrounding the Gold Rush tournament annoyed him, and rightfully so.)

Referee Franklin: Well… I think I might know why it was cancelled.

Captain Charisma: Why was it cancelled?

(Franklin hesitates. Clearly there’s something he wants to tell Captain Charisma, but is scared too. Captain Charisma sighs.)

Captain Charisma: Just spit it out, Franklin. No one seems to have any answers for me, and quite frankly, no pun intended, I’m a little fed up right now. So if you know something, or think you know something, or whatever, then you need to tell me so I can get to the bottom of it.

Referee Franklin (sighing): Alright. James came up to me before the Viz and Myles match, and told me that he had spoken to Veena. She threatened his job, and told him that if he didn’t turn the other cheek during the Viz and Myles match, she would make sure he lived to regret it. And honestly, I don’t know if he realized Viz had Myles by the tights or not, but even if he did, he wouldn’t have restarted the match, or anything like that. Veena has a lot of power here…

(Franklin’s voice trails off and Captain Charisma takes a moment to soak in the information.)

Captain Charisma: Are you telling me everything?

(Franklin hesitated once again because of course there was more. Captain Charisma did his best to control the frustration he felt was showing on his gorgeous face.)

Referee Franklin: Well, no. Veena only spoke to James because he accidentally overheard a phone conversation she was having. James doesn’t know who she was speaking too, but she was talking about the Gold Rush tournament and how you were going to rig it in favor of Rex McAllister.

Captain Charisma: WHAT?!

Referee Franklin: Veena believes that Rex represents the type of product you want to present Voltage as. He is safe, reliable, and mostly generates a positive reaction from everyone. She was telling the person on the phone that you planned on purposely keeping The Visual Prophet out of the tournament because you are afraid of having someone like him representing Voltage on a stage like Pain for Pride. She also said that the only reason you cut a trade with Hurricane Hawk for the talent exchange is so you could humiliate the New Breed Champion and knock him down a peg or two.

(Captain Charisma blinks.)

Referee Franklin: Look, you have always ran Voltage with a firm, but fair hand, and you have always been good to me. I know James is too afraid of Veena and her connections to speak up, and honestly, I kinda am too. But you have the right to know what is going on. Just please don’t bring my name up. I can’t afford to lose my job. You know I have a sick kid, and I need the insurance.

(A stunned Captain Charisma doesn’t immediately react. After a moment, he regains his composure and nods his head.)

Captain Charisma: Right. Of course. I appreciate you stopping by, and I’ll be sure to check into this and get to the bottom of it.

(Franklin nods and takes his leave, leaving Captain Charisma alone with his thoughts. Voltage fades to the ring area.)

(Bella is standing by, ready to announce the next match of the evening.)

(‘Snakeskin’ by Example starts playing as Daryl Kinkade makes his way to the ring. The crowd cheers as Daryl is announced by Bella.)

Bella Braxton: Making his way to the ring.. From Norwich, England.. Weighing in, at 200 pounds.. DARRYLLLL KKIINNKADDEEE!!!!!

James Peters: At Tempest Daryl Kinkade managed to defeat Rex McAllister, the man who was like a father to him. Although he did so with the use of brass knuckles, we’re going to see if Kinkade can keep that momentum going tonight.

Rich Russillo: You’re right, but don’t forget that Daryl had also saved Jack Ripley in his match with Charlie Marr, helping him win. Daryl has all the momentum he can get right now, but let’s get his opponent out here.

James Peters: After the exchange between Charlie, Rex, and Daryl earlier tonight, I have no doubt whatsoever in Daryl Kinkade. He’s going to be ready for Grand Rampage and he’s going to kill it!

(‘Crazy Train’ by Ozzy Osbourne starts playing, but the cheering continues as Korey Gaines makes his way to the ring.)

Bella Braxton: And his opponent.. From Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.. Weighing in, at 170 pounds.. KOREYYYYYY GAAIIIINNNESSS!!!!!

James Peters: Despite everything we’ve said about Daryl, we can’t just pretend Korey isn’t a challenge. Korey has been very impressive since he debuted here, and a win tonight could be massive for him, despite his original opportunity being ‘cancelled’.

Rich Russillo: You’re right. Korey has been doing great, and when he won that last match against Denis Ryley, it looked like everything was going his way. He had a brief setback with the cancellation of the Gold Rush tournament, but as we saw earlier tonight, Captain Charisma fixed it and Korey now finds himself in Grand Rampage, as well as a future shot at the New Breed Championship!

James Peters: If he wins Grand Rampage, he will have two title shots!

Rich Russillo: :wow:

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

James Peters: This match is now underway as Daryl and Korey begin to circle the ring. The two close in on each other, and now they begin a collar and elbow tie up! Korey is able to put Daryl in a headlock, but that doesn’t last long as Daryl manages to sweep his leg! Daryl now gets Gaines in a grounded headlock, and the Underdog Daredevil is in trouble early on! Gaines tries to fight to out of it, but he’s unable to as Daryl tightens the hold. Korey now getting to one knee, followed by the other, and now Gaines is able to get to both feet!

Rich Russillo: That doesn’t last long though, as Daryl kicks out his left leg from under him, dropping him back onto one knee as he now transitions into a rear chinlock. Korey now reaches for Daryl, and he’s able to drop Kinkade with a Snapmare! Korey now pulling Daryl back up to his feet now, AND THERE’S A REVERSE FRANKENSTEINER!!!! Impressive move by Daryl early on, and there’s the first cover of this match!

ONE!
TWO-

Rich Russillo: KICK OUT BY DARYL!! Impressive maneuver, but it’ll take way more than that to keep Daryl down!

James Peters: And it looks like that’s what Korey is going to give him, as he makes his way to the top rope! Daryl making it to his feet as Korey dives, and Daryl’s able to get out of the way! Korey able to land on his feet though as he charged right at Daryl, RIGHT INTO A CHOP BLOCK!!! TO THE INJURED KNEE!!! Daryl now looking back at Korey, and Gaines is holding his knee in pain! Daryl now, rushing right towards Gaines, AND HE PUTS HIM INTO A KNEEBAR!!! KOREY QUICKLY REACHES OUT TO THE ROPES, BUT THE DAMAGE MAY BE DONE!!! Gaines forced to roll out of the ring, but Daryl is already waiting for him to get to his feet! Korey is slowly able to do so with the help of the apron, but Daryl charges in with a baseball slide dropkick- but Gaines moves out of the way! Daryl lands on his feet, BUT HE’S MET WITH A SUPER KICK!!

Rich Russillo: Gaines now rolling Daryl back into the ring, as Gaines pulls himself to the apron. Gaines now, WITH A SPRINGBOARD ELBOW DRO- NO!! GAINES CRASHES INTO THE MAT AS DARYL MOVED OUT OF THE WAY!!! Gaines is able to get to a knee though, BUT DARYL QUICKLY DROPS HIM WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK, BEFORE GOING FOR THE COVER!!!

ONE!
TWO!-

Rich Russillo: GAINES KICKS OUT!!! Daryl now going back towards that knee of Gaines, as it looks like he’s attempting to go back into the kneebar! Korey is able to fight out of it before it’s fully locked in though, before managing to get to his feet, Daryl doing the same! Korey grabbing Daryl now, irish whipping him into the corner, before charging right at him! Daryl with a boot to Korey, and he attempts a second Roundhouse kick, but Korey is able to duck it, before delivering a huge German Suple- WHAT!? DARYL LANDS ON HIS FEET AFTER THE GERMAN SUPLE- NEVERMIND!! GAINES DROPS KINKADE WITH AN ELBOW SMASH, JUST AFTER DARYL WAS ABLE TO LAND ON HIS FEET FROM THAT GERMAN SUPLEX!!!

James Peters: Korey trying to regain the feeling in his knee, as he makes his way to the top rope! Daryl slowly makes his way to his feet, AND KOREY WITH A MOONSAULT, INT- NO! HIS KNEE BUCKLED FROM UNDER HIM, AND DARYL IS ABLE TO PUT HIM IN A FRONT HEADLOCK!! WAIT!! NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX BY GAINES!!! AND HE KEEPS THE PIN, BUT HE COULD ONLY KEEP HIS RIGHT LEG DOWN FOR THE BRIDGE!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
TH-

James Peters: AND DARYL IS ABLE TO KICK OUT!!! Gaines still holding onto that knee, but he’s not done yet! Gaines now dragging Daryl to his feet, and you can see the strain in Gaines face, as he goes for THE BLUE THUNDER- NO!! HURRICANRANA BY DARYL!!! HOW!?!? DARYL JUST COUNTERED THE BLUE THUNDER BOMB WITH A HUGE HURRICANRANA!! BOTH MEN SCRAMBLE TO THEIR FEET, BUT DARYL KICKS OUT THE LEFT LEG OF GAINES, AND THERE’S THE SHINING WIZARD!!! DARYL CALLS THIS THE AFTER MIDNIGHT, AND THIS MIGHT BE LIGHTS OUT FOR GAINES AS DARYL GOES FOR THE COVER!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

Rich Russillo: WAIT, IT’S NOT OVER!! KOREY MANAGED TO GRAB THE BOTTOM ROPE!! THIS MATCH IS STILL ON!! Daryl now quick to grab Korey by the leg, dragging him to the middle of the ring, AND HE LOCKS IN A SECOND KNEEBAR!!! KOREY IS STRUGGLING NOW AS HE CAN’T GET TO THE ROPES THIS TIME!! KOREY IS REACHING OUT, BUT THERE’S NOTHING TO GRAB!! IS HE GONNA TAP!?!? KOREY, MANAGES TO TURN IT AROUND THOUGH!!! AND HE MANAGES TO LOCK IN A BOSTON CRAB ON DARYL!!! NOW IT’S DARYL THAT’S IN TROUBLE, AND YOU CAN JUST HEAR HIM SCREAMING IN PAIN!!

James Peters: Daryl now, slowly manages to turn it around, and he kicks Gaines off of him! Both men are hurt now as they both slowly get to their feet, eyeing one another! Daryl charges straight at Korey though, BUT KOREY SIDESTEPS HIM, THROWING DARYL SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!! Korey picks him up now! BLUE THUNDER BOMB!!! IT CONNECTS!!! THERE’S THE COVER!!! IS THAT IT FOR DARYL!?!?

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!-

James Peters: NO!!! DARYL IS STILL ALIVE!!! Neither man are able to put down the other for good, but now Gaines is dragging Daryl up to the top rope! Gaines now, trying to grab Daryl by the arm, but Daryl’s trying to power out of it, AND HE DOES!! Daryl manages to slip down from the top rope, AND HE SWEEPS THE LEG OF GAINES, DROPPING HIM FACE FIRST RIGHT INTO THE SAME BUCKLE!!! GAINES TURNS AROUND NOW, DKO!!!! GAINES STUMBLED RIGHT INTO A SPRINGBOARD CUTTER BY DARYL, BUT HE’S NOT GOING FOR THE COVER!! Daryl instead throwing Gaines outside of the ring, and I’m just wondering what he’s thinking!

Rich Russillo: Daryl joining Korey outside the ring, dragging him around ringside before THROWING HIM INTO THE STEEL STEPS!!! Daryl now dragging Gaines up, and he slams his head onto the apron before sending him back into the ring! Korey slowly gets to his feet, not knowing where he is, AND HE’S HIT WITH A SLINGSHOT SPEA- NO!! GAINES WITH A KICK RIGHT INTO DARYL’S FACE, SENDING HIM RIGHT BACK OUT THE RING!! Gaines now taking deep breaths as the referee begins his count.

Referee: 1!.. 2!.. 3!..

Rich Russillo: Daryl slowly gets to his feet, BUT LOOK AT GAINES!!! SUICIDE DIVE!!! GAINES JUST FLOORED DARYL WITH A SUICIDE DIVE, AND BOTH MEN ARE DOWN AS THE REF RESTARTS HIS COUNT!!!

Referee: 1!.. 2!..

Rich Russillo: Neither man are able to move, and this just goes to show how much they’re willing to fight! Daryl Kinkade still trying to prove himself after such a big win, and Korey, likely wanting to prove he deserves his opportunities.

Referee: 5!.. 6!..

James Peters: Both men are slowly stirring now, but can they get back to the ring!?

Referee: 8!..

James Peters: Count of nine now, and they’ve both gotten to their feet!

Referee: TEN-

James Peters: THEY MADE IT!! KOREY AND DARYL MADE IT INTO THE RING ON TIME!! THIS MATCH IS STILL ON!!! The two men get to their feet and once again circle the ring. Gaines attempts to get closer to Daryl, but Daryl with a kick to the side of the knee slows Gaines down! Daryl attempts a second, but Gaines catches the leg! Daryl though with an enzuigiri, BUT GAINES DUCKS IT!! Gaines now, HITS A GERMAN SUPLEX, AND DARYL DOESN’T FLIP OUT OF IT THIS TIME!!! Gaines now dragging Daryl towards the turnbuckle- BUT DARYL, DARYL WITH A SMALL PACKAGE PIN!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!-

James Peters: GAINES KICKS OUT, BUT DARYL HITS A SUPERKICK, AND THERE’S ANOTHER COVER!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

James Peters: HOW!?!? GAINES KICKED OUT ONCE AGAIN!!

Rich Russillo: This is unbelievable what we’re seeing from Gaines here! Daryl is shocked that Gaines kicked out, but I think he’s ready to put this one away! Daryl leaning in the corner, with his eyes dead set at Gaines! Gaines slowly gets to one leg as Daryl charges in at the back of his head! KILLED YOU DE- DUCKED BY GAINES!! AND THERE’S A FRANKENSTEINER!!! WHAT A BURST OF ENERGY AS GAINES MAKES HIS WAY OUT TO THE APRON!! KINKADE GETS TO HIS FEET, BUT THERE’S GAINES!!! SLINGSHOT ROLLING THUNDER, INTO THE NECKBREAKER!!! Gaines trying to make his way up to the top rope now, BUT KINKADE PUSHES THE ROPES, CAUSING GAINES TO LOSE HIS BALANCE, DROPPING FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!!

James Peters: Daryl just used the little bit of strength he had left to prevent this match from ending, but now what!? Daryl nor Korey is able to get to their feet.

Referee: 1!.. 2!.. 3!.. 4!..

James Peters: The two both grab the ropes, and it looks like they just might still be in this! The two manage to get back to their feet, BUT DARYL CHARGES RIGHT AT KOREY, AND NOW HE’S JUST MAULING HIM!! DARYL IS CLOBBERING KOREY, AND HE’S NOW JUST STOMPING HIM OUT!! DARYL ISN’T DONE THOUGH, AS HE ONCE AGAIN LOCKS IN THAT KNEEBAR, THIS TIME PUNCHING AND ELBOWING THE KNEE!!

Rich Russillo: What just happened!?!? Kinkade’s unloading on Korey right now, and I don’t know how Gaines is going to get out of this assault! Kinkade still attacking that injured leg, but Gaines is able to reach the ropes! The referee telling Daryl to let go now, and he finally does! Gaines, how? Gaines is still trying to get to his feet, even after all of that, but Daryl grabs him! Firemans carry now, wait, NO WAY!! GAINES ROLLS THROUGH, INTO A SUNSET FLIP!!! THIS COULD BE IT!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

Rich Russillo: BUT IT’S NOT, AS DARYL KICKS OUT, AND DROPS KOREY WITH A KICK TO THE SIDE OF HIS FACE!!! Daryl now attempts to pick Gaines up once again after dragging him back up to his feet, but Gaines is trying to keep his weight down! And GAINES IS ABLE TO HIT A DDT ON DARYL!!! Gaines now eyeing Daryl as he gets to his knees! OKIE DESTROYER!!! THE FLIP PILEDRIVER CONNECTS!!! THAT’S IT, THAT HAS TO BE IT FOR DARYL!!! KOREY WITH THE COVER, WHAT A HUGE WIN FOR HIM!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

Rich Russillo: NO!!! DARYL GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!! GAINES CAN’T BELIEVE IT!! Gaines thought this match was over, but no! Daryl somehow managed to survive! Gaines getting back to his feet now, and he’s walking towards the turnbuckles!

James Peters: Gaines now going to the top rope, and it looks like he’s ready to put this one away for good! Gaines now, OKIE DOKI- NO, DARYL MOVED OUT OF THE WAY, AND GAINES TRIED TO LAND ON HIS FEET BUT HIS KNEE COLLAPSED ON HIM!! GAINES ATTEMPTS TO GET BACK UP, BUT THERE’S DARYL NOW WITH A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION, BEFORE SETTING IT UP!!! THE BEAUTIFUL LIE!!! IT CONNECTS, AND THAT JUST MIGHT BE IT FOR GAINES!!! DARYL WITH THE COVER NOW TO END THIS MATCH!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Bella Braxton: Here is your winner… DARRRRYLLLLL KIIIINNNKAAADDEEE!!!!!!!!

James Peters: DARYL GETS THE WIN!! What a great showing by Korey Gaines, but in the end, Daryl proved to be too much for him!

Rich Russillo: Yeah, as of late Daryl has been showing a meaner side to him, although I can’t wait to see how Korey bounces back from this.

(‘Snakeskin’ starts playing as Daryl Kinkade’s hand is raised by the referee, and Korey Gaines is outside the ring leaning by the barricade. Voltage fades to commercial break.)

(Commercial break for pancakes.)

(When Voltage returns, Xander Payne is seen standing backstage with Sofia Clarke.)

Sofia Clarke: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time… Xander Payne.

(Xander gives Sofia a stupid look.)

Xander Payne: That was a pretty unnecessary introduction, Sofia.

Sofia Clarke: O.

Xander Payne: After Tempest, I’m pretty sure the entire EAW Universe knows who Xander Payne is.

Sofia Clarke: Well, you did come up short last we-

Xander Payne: Let me just stop you right there. I didn’t walk away with the World Heavyweight Championship, but I certainly didn’t come up short. If anything, I proved to the entire EAW Universe that I’m the real deal. What went down between Noah and myself last Saturday night, was a bonafide Match of the Year candidate. I was in my element. I dominated that match. I put on a clinic and made sure everyone knew what I’m capable of, and Noah Reigner survived me. He couldn’t keep me down for a three count. He couldn’t make me tap out. He had to put me to sleep to even get his hand raised in victory, and that right there is a true testament to how far I’ve come, and how much I’ve improved. Payne for Pride 2 is right around the corner, and I’m going to make sure that I still find a way to headline the event named after me. I’m the future World Heavyweight God, and I find it hard to believe people will overlook me now. Noah wanted to look down at me, poke fun at my physique, and just generally be a nuisance during the build up to our match, but I brought him my best and next time, he won’t be able to put me asleep. He will have to find a way to pin me or make me tap, and I promise you, he won’t be able to do that. I will become the world champion.

Sofia Clarke: I think you made a lot of people believe that, last week.

(Xander just nods.)

Sofia Clarke: Looking ahead to next week, you are scheduled to team with a man you are very familiar with here in Myles. As per random draw… I guess… you two were picked to face The Legion next week on Voltage in tag team action. It was announced at the top of the show, that the match next week has Grand Rampage implications. The winning team will represent Voltage in a fatal fourway match for the Unified Tag Team Championships. Do you think you’re even going to be able to work with Myles and get yourself a spot at Grand Rampage?

Xander Payne: Myles has been a thorn in my side since day one here. I will never understand the hype behind this man and the fact he’s beaten me twice annoys me. Myles is not better than me, and he never will be better than me. In fact, I would much rather have a second one-on-one match with Myles, instead of being forced to team with him. I’m not sure what genius thought this match would be a great idea, but Golden Payne is not going to be a thing.

???: We don’t have a choice.

(Myles walks into the picture, much to Xander’s annoyance.)

Myles: Trust me, the last thing I ever want to do is team with you. The fact this is even happening thanks to ‘random draw’ is honestly garbage. However, I’m a professional, and I have a job to do. I came here to accept anything that gets thrown my way, and if that means I have to team up with you for a chance to go to Grand Rampage and compete for championship gold in my home country, then so be it. Like you, Xander, I also came up short at Tempest, but it was due to The Visual Prophet’s cheating and not my own unmindfulness. I was definitely confident that I was going to win that match and walk into Melbourne as the New Breed Champion. SOSA Henderson and I would have thrown down inside of and tore down the Melbourne Cricket Ground, but unfortunately the EAW Universe was robbed of that match.

(Myles shakes his head.)

Myles: But silver linings and now both of us have to look ahead. I don’t trust you, as far as I can throw you, but I will do whatever I can to win the match for both of us next week so I can get to Grand Rampage. You better do your part, and stop thirsting for another match with me. Rounds one and two haven’t gone in your favor, and I highly doubt a third one will either.

Xander Payne: Wait just a minu-

Myles: No. You listen to me. Do not screw up next week against The Legion. As much as it pains me to admit it, you did an amazing job against Noah Reigner last week, and I know better than anyone that you are a tough person to face inside the ring. Just carry your weight next week, do your job, and we will both walk into my hometown of Melbourne with a chance to put Tempest behind us and gain a different prize. I want a championship. You want a championship. Lets just see how it goes.

(Myles sticks his hand out, and glares at Xander. Xander doesn’t know if he should shake it or not.)

Sofia Clarke: :lupe:

(Xander takes a deep breath. After a minute, he clasps Myles hand and gives it a shake.)

Xander Payne: Fine, but I still don’t like you. I think you’re overhyped and overrated.

Myles: I don’t care because I despise you. This ‘overhyped’ and ‘overrated’ Elitist has your number, and I know you can’t stand that. Now, lets beat the hell out of The Legion next week.

Xander Payne: Well in the words of the almighty Drake King, ok.

(Voltage fades to commercial as Myles and Xander stare at one another.)

(Commercial break for Cricket Wireless featuring Landerson. The official cellphone company of the Big Bhris Bhampion!)

(We return from commercial break to Company Flow’s “Blackout” playing over the sound systems and Lethal Consequences walking around the ring to the commentary table. He finally stops at the table and takes his seat next to James Peters.)

Rich Russillo: We’re joined on commentary by the number one contender to the World Heavyweight championship, Lethal Consequences. Welcome to the table, pal.

Lethal Consequences: I’m not your ‘pal’, but thank you.
James Peters: Congratulations on the big win against POP at Tempest. You’ve earned the right to face Noah Reigner at Grand Rampage, but tonight he’s here teaming with a man who many would consider IS your pal .. Jackson Blayde.

Lethal Consequences: Jackson is good people. He is the future of this company and this business as a whole. That’s why I hand picked him, the Prodigy, to be the new face of EAW. That’s why I hand picked him to represent the Enterprise, but that son of a bitch Noah Reigner decided to steal that away from me. And just like he did that, I’m going to steal away his World championship. Bet..

Bella Braxton: The following tag team match is scheduled for One fall.. Introducing first, at a combined weight of Four Hundred and Twenty-Two pounds .. Kyie Daniels and Finn Edwards, the Legion.

(“In My Mind” by Dynoro and Gigi D’Agostino hits the sound system and the Legion members push their way through the curtain.)

James Peters: This is Voltage’s premiere tag team. The only legitimate team in our ranks, and a hopeful contenders to the Jaded Hearts soon. I would love to see the tag team championships become property of Voltage.

Lethal Consequences: Premiere team? You’re wrong. That was the Enterprise. No one will ever compare. Especially not these two idiots.

Rich Russillo: With all due respect, LC, the Enterprise cannot qualify as a team anymore. And I wouldn’t hate that either, James, but the Legion already had their chance at the Jaded Hearts and were defeated. Voltage was in dire need of more teams. We needed to be present more in the tag team division, so Veena was tasked to make teams.

James Peters: It isn’t very often that forced teams work, and tonight is a big risk that it won’t. Kyie and Finn might have a walk in the park tonight and could very well pick up their first team win, if they’re able to capitalize.

Rich Russillo: What do you mean, a walk in the park?

James Peters: Considering who their opponents are, the chances are high they will end up fighting themselves and the Legion could capitalize there.

(Finn Edwards and Kyie Daniels have climbed into the ring and pose menacingly in the center. Moments later, their music comes to a close and the opening chords of Rich Derringer’s “Real American” start.)

Rich Russillo: Capitalizing on this man? The Legion could never. This is our president, James. The finest physical specimen in the entire COMPANY. He’s our National Elite champion because no one could ever get the jump on him. No matter the circumstances.

James Peters: Well, there could be arguments made – but I’ll stay quiet on that.

Lethal Consequences: You’re damn right you’re going to stay quiet on it. I’ll slap the shit outta’ you with no hesitation.
Rich Russillo: Badmouthing our president in his presence, or in L.C.’s presence? You’re asking for an ass-kicking.

(Jazmin Garcia leads out the National Elite champion. The championship wrapped around her slender waist, which Jackson unsnaps for her as he approaches her from behind. The title slips off into his waiting hand, which he then raises high in the air.)

Bella Braxton: And their opponents – introducing first. Accompanied by ‘the First Lady’ Jazmin Garcia … From Memphis, Tennessee…

(Strangely, Jackson gets a pop for this..)

Rich Russillo: This is the Homecoming for the President! Everyone’s so excited to be here!

Lethal Consequences: Get ‘em champ, :dave:

Bella Braxton: He is the reigning National Elite champion, Jackson Blayde!

(Jackson and Jazmin walk down the ramp, a certain arrogant swagger to the National Elite champion.)

Rich Russillo: Our president oozing natural charisma, James. Dripping in confidence. And in this situation, it’s justified. In fact, every situation for him, it’s justified.

James Peters: He’s coming off of a successful defense at Tempest, so he’s on top of the world right now – I will admit that. There’s challenges on the horizon he needs to be worried about, but first.. The Legion.

Lethal Consequences: The Legion isn’t anything to worry about, JP. I’ve seen Jackson decimate bigger cockroaches than these two.

James Peters: Cockroaches?

Lethal Consequences: Yeah, like that time Jackson defeated Devan Dubian’s old busted ass when Noah was his team team partner. Cockroaches like that.

Rich Russillo: There’s no need for Jackson to worry about anything, especially the Legion. He is the Prodigy. The New Face of EAW. The National Elite champion! The Legion? They’re just a couple of pale nobodies from England. Why IS everyone from England so pale, it seems?

( “Real American” fades into InnerPartySystem’s “Don’t Stop”.)

Bella Braxton: And his tag team partner, accompanied by Evelyn Ridley … From Seattle, Washington… he is the reigning World Heavyweight Champion, Noah Reigner!

(Noah Reigner emerges from behind the curtain first followed by Evelyn. The World Championship strapped around his waist, which he isn’t so shy to point at as he arrogantly walks down the ramp. Jackson and Jazmin turn to watch him, looks of disgust on their face.)

Lethal Consequences: Fuck you, Noah.

James Peters: And speaking of successful defenses, Noah Reigner successfully defeated Xander Payne, defending his World Championship at Tempest. It took two Kill Shots and Noah’s Crossface Chickenwing to put Xander out, but he did it.

Rich Russillo: Noah gave up a lot of weight .. a lot .. but he’s managed to overcome bigger obstacles than that in his EAW career, getting passed Xander was nothing. And now Noah has the honor of teaming with Jackson Blayde this week, and maybe for more.. Who knows where this team can go?

Lethal Consequences: Jackson would never team with trash like Noah Reigner. Especially after I take that title from him. :dave:

James Peters: This so-called team is going nowhere, by the looks of it..

(Noah slows down right next to Jackson, and shakes his head. Jackson spits off a few insults as Noah walks past, which Noah responds to by turning around and flipping off Jackson. Jackson does the same to Noah and climbs onto the apron. Noah slips inside of the ring and removes his championship from his waist, which he proudly shows off. Jackson shoves Noah out of the way, and shows his championship off. This happens back and forth for a second. Outside of the ring, Jazmin and Evelyn gave one another evil, catty stares.)

James Peters: So much for this dream team of yours coexisting..

Lethal Consequences: Jackson needs to slap this idiot.

(Both Evelyn and Jazmin turn to the ring and yell at their respective charges to stop. Reluctantly, Noah and Jackson back away from one another and give their managers their championships.)

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

James Peters: The Legion doesn’t waste any time, both Kyie and Finn quickly moving across the ring and attacking the champions from behind with clubbing blows. Noah’s pushed into the corner by Finn and Kyie has Jackson doubled over after a knee lift into his stomach. Now both Kyie and Finn have the arms of Jackson and Noah, and whip them across the ring. No. Countered. Kyie comes back and is taken down with a huge lariat from Jackson. Finn comes back and Noah sidesteps him, grabbing his head on the pass and directing him up and over the top rope – sending him crashing to the floor. Noah exits the ring, and it looks like we’re starting with Jackson and Kyie.

Rich Russillo: Jackson’s dragged Kyie up to his feet, returning the favor from a moment ago, giving him hard punches to the stomach which double him over immediately. Jackson sprints to the ropes and comes back.. HARD RIGHT HAND TO THE TEMPLE! Kyie is sprawled on the mat, which Jackson takes advantage of and stomps him down further, only letting him up when he sees fit.

James Peters: Kyie only up because Jackson’s grabbed a handful of hair. Jackson drags him to the ropes, looking to shoot him across the ring.. TAG! Noah just tagged himself in.

Rich Russillo: What the hell?! You are allowed to enter when the PRESIDENT allows you to!

Jackson Blayde (Off-Mic): What the fuck do you think your doing, string bean?

Lethal Consequences: This is your time, Jackson. Slap the shit outta’ him. Don’t forget he’s responsible for injuring you early in your career and then ending the Enterprise before it started!

(Noah pushes past Jackson, chopping Kyie hard in the chest.)

James Peters: Some dissension between Noah and Jackson already. The referee is making Jackson exit the ring, which he does so reluctantly. He hasn’t removed his eyes off of Noah, and look at the fire in his eyes – Rich.

Rich Russillo: Jackson isn’t happy about that blind tag. But Noah has chopped Kyie into the corner and has backed off. He rushes in, HIGH KNEE! NO! Kyie moves out of the way and Noah’s knee hits the top turnbuckle. Now Kyie is feeding Noah chops. Jackson’s beside himself on the outside.

James Peters: Kyie pulls Noah out of the corner, hitting him with rapid fire forearms to the side of the head, and then a stiff spinning back elbow to the other side of his head. Kyie sprints to the ropes, JUMPING KNEESTRIKE TO THE WORLD CHAMPION! Noah hits the ground, and Kyie pulls him up long enough to plant him with a piledriver! Rolling the champion onto his back..

Lethal Consequences: Look at this ‘champion’. Getting clowned by some scraggly toothed Brit. And this is who leads our brand? Pathetic!

(One..
Tw—)

Rich Russillo: Jackson stops the pin, pulling Kyie off of Noah. Exiting the ring, Jackson’s shouting at Noah.

Lethal Consequences: It took Jackson to break up the pin because Noah couldn’t do it, proving Jackson is too good to be apart of this sham of a team.

Jackson Blayde (Off-Mic): Get the fuck up! What are you doing?

James Peters: Kyie has moved into his corner and tags in Finn. The Legion now have Noah up against the ropes, whipping him across. Both doubled over for a double back body drop, but Noah stops and kicks Kyie’s chest! He turns to Finn and catches him with a shoot kick to the leg, followed by another that takes him down! Kyie grabs Noah’s arms, holding them behind him. Finn gets up and begins to tee off on Noah. Hard rights and lefts..

Rich Russillo: Jackson storms into the ring and blindsides Finn. Noah throws his head back, hitting Kyie with a headbutt .. kind of? It’s released his arms anyway. Step up enziguri from Noah to Kyie! … Wait, Jackson’s grabbed Noah and pulls him into the corner. Jackson steps out and tags himself in!! Turnabout’s fair play.

Lethal Consequences: Brilliant move by the new face of EAW. Get that clown out of the ring, fucking disgrace. He’s bringing down the credibility of that championship every second he holds it.

James Peters: I’m not sure about that, LC. He successfully defended it twice already.

Lethal Consequences: Twice? The first time, it was defended by his bitch Tyler Wolfe. And the second time, he used Xander being distracted by that other bitch Evelyn to capitalize. He hasn’t defended shit in my eyes..

James Peters: Anyway .. Jackson moves into the ring, grabbing Kyie – who’s not the legal man – CHOP BLOCK FROM FINN! Jackson drops to a knee, and Kyie is quick to hit a codebreaker on the National Elite champion. Finn grabs Jackson up, wrapping his arms around his waist. Kyie .. SUPERKICK! GERMAN SUPLEX FROM FINN! BRIDGE!!

(One..
Two..)

Rich Russillo: In perhaps the best thing he’s done all night, Noah comes in and breaks up the pin with a running senton to the bridging stomach of Finn!

Lethal Consequences: Noah – best? Two words that have no business being together, Rich. I thought you were smarter than that.

James Peters: Noah’s up and goes right after Kyie, sending him to the outside of the ring after a barrage of forearms and kicks. Sprinting to the far side of the ring, and comes back.. SUICIDE DIVE TO THE OUTSIDE, ELIMINATING KYIE!!

Rich Russillo: Finn’s holding his stomach, but returning to his feet with Jackson. Finn throws a wild right hand, but Jackson blocks that and hits one of his own. The power behind his punch wobbles Finn, but Finn attempts another. Blocked again, and this time Jackson’s punch levels Finn. Jackson quickly moves to him and grabs him while Finn’s still on the ground..

Jackson Blayde (Off-Mic): THIS IS HOW IT’S DONE!

Rich Russillo: DEAD LIFT! LOOK AT THE POWER FROM JACKSON! … GERMAN SUPLEX!!!! Jackson is up immediately, arms spread wide. That is our president, James! Salute him!

Lethal Consequences: And that is why he is the future. The future that I HAND PICKED! In case any of you have forgotten. I brought him out of the shadows and into the Enterprise because I saw all of this potential before anyone else. You’re welcome. :dave:

James Peters: On the outside, Noah has disposed of Kyie with the ‘ST-NOAH’, where the back of Kyie’s head hit the barricade awkwardly. Back inside the ring, Jackson has Finn up.. ‘FRACTURE DDT’!

Rich Russillo: Driving Finn’s head into the mat with force. Finn is out it looks like, James. But Jackson isn’t covering him. No. Jackson’s moved to the corner where he drops his knee pad. This is it, James. We’re going to see the greatest finishing move in the history of finishing moves. … What is Noah doing?

(Noah has slid into the ring, into the opposite corner of Jackson.)

Lethal Consequences: Someone get that piece of garbage out of the ring. Jackson was going to end this.

Jackson Blayde (Off-Mic): Get out of the ring! I didn’t tag you.

James Peters: Jackson’s yelling at Noah to get out of the ring, and Noah just has a smirk plastered on his face. .. Meanwhile, Finn is slowly returning up to his knees..

Rich Russillo: Jackson charges..

James Peters: Noah charges..

Rich Russillo: BLAYDERUNNNNEEERRRR!!!

James Peters: KILL-SHOT!!

The Crowd: :damn:!!!!!!!!

(Kill Shot. Blayderunner. Both of those striking finishers from Noah and Jackson hit Finn simultaneously and instantly, Finn is knocked out.)

Rich Russillo: FINN IS DEAD! THE KILL SHOT AND THE BLAYDERUNNER HIT AT THE EXACT SAME TIME!

James Peters: Oh, now they’re arguing about who’s going to take the pin. :snoop:

(Jackson gives Noah a shove and drops to the cover.)

One..
Two..
Three!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Bella Braxton: Here are your winners, Noah Reigner and Jackson Blayde!

(Jackson returns to his feet, and now he and Noah begin to trade comments back and forth. None of them aware that Lethal Consequences took the headset off just before they both hit their finishers. Now he’s entered the ring and makes a b-line toward Noah. LC and Noah face to face, mouthing off to one another. Jackson watches from afar, and begins to step forward. He stands off of the side of them, and slips an arm between them – attempting to put space between the champion and the challenger, but instead Jazmin enters the ring and pulls Jackson away. This is their business, she reminds him – handing him his championship. Jackson, almost reluctantly, backs away and exits the ring. LC does the same when Evelyn enters and stands behind Noah. All the while, LC pointing at the World Championship Evelyn is in possession of, screaming “That’s soon to be mine, bitch.”)

(Voltage fades to commercial break.)

(Commercial break for heart shaped pizza featuring Noah Reigner and Tyler Wolfe. They kewt sometimes.)

(Voltage returns and cuts to Rich and James.)

James Peters: Welcome back to Voltage.

Rich Russillo: Earlier tonight, Charlie Marr and Jordie Ripley made their way to the ring, and many of us thought they were going to explain their actions from Tempest.

James Peters: Unfortunately, neither of them had much to say about the incident that went down between them and Jack Ripley. But last night, Sofia Clarke traveled to Showdown to sit down with Jack before his match with Chris Elite. The following interview is an in-depth look at the ‘Straight Shooter’ and I guess, part of his personal evolution so to speak.

Rich Russillo: This is a Jack Ripley that we have never seen before and honestly, my heart just goes out to him right now. His sister is literally a fucking whore, and there is going to be hell to pay for both her and Charlie one day.

(The scene at ringside fades to the pre-taped interview featuring Jack Ripley and Sofia Clarke.)

[PREVIOUSLY TAPED INTERVIEW]

(Sofia sits across from Jack. They are in an undisclosed location inside the Bridgestone Arena in Nashville, Tennessee.)

Sofia Clarke: Thank you for taking the time to sit down with me, Jack. I know you touched on your situation and your feelings a little bit already this week.

(Jack doesn’t reply, so Sofia gets right down to business.)

Sofia Clarke: You have been through a lot since beginning your career here in EAW. Countless feuds, high-profile matches, difficult losses, and you had to watch your partner go down with a career ending injury. But maybe it’s fair to say that Tempest was one of the worst moments for you. When you came too and figured out what had happened, what went through your head?

(Jack looks down, thinking back to that hard night. He furrows his brow, before looking up, and taking a deep breath.)

Jack Ripley: A lot went through my head. I forgot what that match was even for; the National Elite Championship number one contendership was just an added perk honestly. I went into that match thinking revenge. Revenge for my family, revenge for Jordie specifically. I wanted to tear Charlie Marr limb from limb to get back at him for everything that he did, and everything he tried to do. It was a hard match, it was a brutal match. A match that will probably be talked about for ages just due to the sheer hate and brutality of it. We went to war. I’m fully aware that he held a grudge over me for something that happened a year ago. All this hate, all this time and energy that he put into me, was because I costed him his moment at Pain For Pride. He wanted my attention because of it, and he finally got it when he committed the ultimate sin in taking out my sister. A ploy to just get in my head I assume, and truth be told, it worked. But I guess that wasn’t enough, and he had coherence my sister into being with him, just to dig even more into my head. I mean he said it himself he got inside my head, but unfortunately for him, that’s not a place he should want to be. So to answer your question, to come to the realization that my own flesh and blood turned her back on me? It was a punch to the gut, and I really didn’t process it fully until later. I’m hurt, upset, but.. not exactly surprised.

Sofia Clarke: Have you spoken to Jordie?

Jack Ripley: No. There’s no point in talking to her. I’ve done all I can to make sure she’s a functioning member of society with a way to succeed in life, but she doesn’t care. So I don’t care anymore. She can make her own mistakes with her life, and when she decides to grow up, I’ll be here. That doesn’t mean I’ll forgive her, but family is family and normal humans have connections to family that they can’t shake no matter how hard we try.

Sofia Clarke: What was the reaction of the rest of your family?

(Jack shrugged his shoulders, and shook his head. He had a little smirk on his face.)

Jack Ripley: They were less shocked than i was. I don’t know if you saw that special back in December about my family. Jordie came home for Christmas and obviously made everything about her. My family has never really saw eye to eye with Jordie. They’ve never liked her life choices and she’s kind of been the black sheep. My family runs a bunch of successful casinos down in Vegas as everyone knows, so we’re a well off family with options. Jordie never liked that fact, she always wanted to put herself in this box, and act like the world was this hard place that has never been fair to her. She always had this stigma that I was the golden child and she was always playing behind the 8 ball. It’s her own mentality that has no merit behind it. She had every opportunity to be her own person, to be in the same exact position that I’m in, but she let her own insecurities eat her up inside and become who she is today. I can’t tell you how many times my family has tried to just cut all ties to her, and say forget it. Me, being the big brother, and wanting to be that shield of compassion always said no, she can change, she has a good heart. But looking at what happened, Jordie will always be that selfish child that will never feel like she’s good enough. She always wants attention, no matter if its good or bad. Quite frankly I think she enjoys the negative attention more. She wants to fit the bill of that black sheep child that will never be good enough. Why? I have no idea, I guess she just likes being “bad”.

Sofia Clarke: Putting Jordie and Charlie aside, and the way the match ended, you were the victor. In a few weeks, you will be competing at Grand Rampage against Jackson Blayde for the National Elite Championship. You have a chance to capture your second singles title this season. What would that mean for you?

(The first genuine smile crosses Jack’s face. No matter how bad the situation with Jordie and Charlie had been, he finally did something he’s wanted to do for a long time.)

Jack Riple: Everything. I told this story this past week to Chris Elite, but when I first signed with EAW it was with the High Rollerz. What a whirlwind those first few months were. We signed and two weeks later The High Rollerz competed at House of Glass for the Tag Team Championships against a ton of other teams. We lost, but it was a good experience. Then about two weeks later I was facing Tig Kelly for the National Elite Championship by myself. It was random, it was odd, but it happened. I lost that match, and ever since I’ve always had this weird little fascination over being the National Elite Champion. That is the title that has intertwined itself into my subconscious of being the one that got away. See, after the High Rollerz lost the first title match, we didn’t really doubt ourselves because that match was crapshoot anyway. It was all glass, and weapons, and 4 or 5 other teams that could’ve gone either way out of sheer luck. Eventually, we bounced back and clearly we did pretty well for ourselves. But that National Elite Championship match.. I never got the chance to get that back. I never got a rematch, which understandably so.. It was never something I outright seeked out. But now the memories of that match against Tig Kelly from four years ago are creeping back into my mind, and well I need this. Especially with how my last title reign went.

Sofia Clarke: Is it fair to say your PURE Championship run was a disappointment?

Jack Ripley: Yes that was what I was alluding to. I am very disappointed by my PURE Championship reign. Obviously it didn’t last long, and it was taken from me on some random Dynasty match against someone I view as an underachieving waste of time. Someone that never deserved to take the title from me to begin with. But I only have myself to blame. I got comfortable, lazy… Bored. The 1% just wasn’t who I was, and it honestly was never anything that I wanted. Sure I could classify myself as the 1% due to my time in the Tag Team division, because that’s what the gist of the group was. Four guys that were seen as the best of the best, but I never actually felt like I fit in. Theron was one of my best friends, especially after what happened with David. He was there for me, he was the guy I was able to lean on. It’s hard being in a tag team for your entire life, just wanting nothing but success with your best friend for 20 years to be flushed down the drain in a blink of an eye. So did I have trouble getting myself acclimated to a singles career? Absolutely, because it’s something that I never had to come to terms with. So I leaned on Theron, I leaned on DDD, and I realized I might have relied on them too heavily. Pain For Pride felt like the Jack Ripley show. I felt like I had a bunch of attention on me, and I credited DDD, and Theron for that. I went from winning the 24/7 Battle Royal, to costing MarrKade and the Dragon Slayers the Tag Team Championships, to costing CM Banks his career. I was all over that show, and it felt like I really mattered.

But did I?

Because after all I wasn’t doing that for me, I was doing it for them. I was a puppet, and my strings were being pulled by DDD and Theron. I won the 24/7 Battle Royal and cashed in on the Hardcore Championship. Why didn’t I go for the Answers World Championship? Because Theron. It was his time, and I didn’t want to get in the way of that. Sure I had a shot at the Answers World Championship when I won the mini tournament, and lost.. I don’t know. There’s a lot of factors that went into the 1% and Jack Ripley that took its toll on me. The complacency, the pressure, the lackadaisical nature that I seemed to inherit by being with the 1%. I don’t want to make excuses. The PURE Championship reign was embarrassing, and I should’ve done better. I want to wash it away, and win the National Elite Championship to progress everything forward.

Sofia Clarke: How huge would it be to walk into Pain for Pride as the National Elite Champion?

(Jack broke eye contact with Sofia, as if he was looking past her. You can tell by the look on his face he is envisioning that moment.)

Jack Ripley: I feel like everything in my career has been a progression. This will be my third Pain For Pride, and if you look back, every year has gotten better. My first Pain For Pride, The High Rollerz beat Stuffed Crust on the Pre Show. The Tag Team Champions defended their titles on the pre show. That’s how far those titles have come, and I’d like to believe the High Rollerz had a big part in that progression. The next year, last year, I wrestled in the 24/7 Battle Royal. I won, and it set up what I thought was going to be a breakout year for me. I guess I was somewhat wrong about that, but it’s fine. This year, I feel like I’m going to be a huge part of the show and if everything goes according to plan, I will be defending my National Elite Championship against whoever earns the shot.

The past year has been a huge struggle mentally and emotionally for me. From the loss of David Davidson, to feeling like just a background guy in a group of stars, to losing and being fired.. To coming so close to being known as a fucking king, but coming up short. To… Losing my sister. It’s been hard, and I don’t know how I’ve been able to have so many disappointments and keep going. That’s just the will of a champion I suppose. I need this, I need the heart of a champion to have a championship to go with it. I need it to vindicate myself, to legitimize myself in my own eyes, not just everyone elses. No matter how many times I tell everyone and remind them what I’ve done, I’ll always have that doubt creep up in my own mind. My failures, no matter how many accomplishments, will always weigh heavier on my mind. I will always keep those to heart because as you saw with me in the 1% once you become ok with your success, that’s when you start to fail. I know Jackson Blayde is one of the most arrogant, self assured people in EAW. He’s someone that has had zero to little failures in his career, and he’s feeling on top of the world. It’s about time the feels some conflict in his life, don’t you think?

Sofia Clarke: How has your time on Voltage changed you?

Jack Ripley: You know you never realize how much you’ve changed until you have time to yourself to sit back and reflect. I hadn’t realized how much I’ve changed until, recently. Everyone knows Jack Ripley as this asshole that just has a lot of pent up aggression and anger, but I feel like I’ve calmed down a bit. I’ve always had a safety blanket. Someone has always been there to catch me if I fell, and tell me everything was going to be alright. Right now, I don’t have that. So I’ve learned to accept responsibility, I’ve learned to not be so headstrong and think about consequences. I’m a much more mellow human being, and try to not be such an emotional wrestler, and more of a thinking wrestler. Unless Charlie Marr hits my sister in the face with a chair, and steals her from my family.. THEEEEEN it’s kinda hard to keep all that contained. But I do try to stop and think more about the consequences, and just try to be a bit more smarter about things. Not every action needs a reaction. Once they get inside your head, it’s hard to dig yourself out of that. Charlie Marr was exception to the rule, because he’s not that great of a wrestler and I needed more aggression in that one. Because that wasn’t a wrestling match, that was a fight. And a fight you go in with the mentality of ripping someone’s head off.

Sofia Clarke: Who are some of the people you’d like to face in the future?

(Jack put a finger to his chin, and looks up as if to go through all the names on the Voltage roster.)

Jack Ripley: Hmmmmmmm. Noah Reigner obviously. If you don’t want to be the World Champion what the hell are you doing here? But it goes a little deeper than that. He beat me at the draft show, and Jack Ripley is on a redemption tour of sorts. Once I win the National Elite Championship, I want to go up against Noah and show him, and the world who the true champion of Voltage is, if he’s still champion by then that is. I always want to beat the ever living shit out of Charlie Marr on an emotional level. I always love beating up Rex McAllister, so whenever that can happen I’m all for it. It’s all love though, we’ve had some great matches, and I’m sure the world would love to see it again. A lot of people have been talking about these up and comers, The Visual Prophet and Myles. I’d like to see what all the fuss is about over there too. So yeah, there’s a bunch of guys I’d like to face off against, I take on all comers.

Sofia Clarke: A lot of people say that Jack Ripley has had a Hall of Fame career already, but what do you think? Do you want to be remembered as a tag team guy or for your solo success?

(It didn’t take long for Jack to think of an answer. Clearly he’s thought about this before.)

Jack Ripley: I think I want to be known for a lot of things. I 100% agree that the High Rollerz are a Hall of Fame tag team, and should already be in the Hall of Fame. But I do want to be known for more than that. I want to be the best everything. Best National Elite Champion of all time, best World Heavyweight Champion of all time.. I want to be a triple Hall of Famer.. High Rollerz, Jack Ripley, even the1% might get in, who knows? I don’t want to be tied down to one thing and be typecast as one thing or another, I want to be known as one of the all time greats with everything. I’ve already got the title of one of the greatest Tag Team wrestlers of all time, but I want to expand that title to just one of the greatest period. I think I can do it. It’s awesome that I can be known as a Hall of Fame tag team wrestler, and I do put a lot of that into the hard work David and I put into it. Some should even think of being a Hall of Fame Tag Team wrestler as somewhat even more impressive than a singles Hall of Fame wrestler if we’re being honest. Look at the Hall of Fame how many singles competitors are in it? How many Tag Teams are in it? How many Tag Teams are solely in it without being in it again as singles wrestlers? People want to joke about how I’m just a tag team wrestler, at least they used to, but if you look back at the history of EAW, you can see how little success people have had as just being tag team wrestlers. Nobody has been able to make the Hall of Fame as JUST a tag team. The High Rollerz will be the first, and I take pride in that 100%. But as the perfectionist I am, I won’t be satisfied with that feat. I want so much more; I want the world. I won’t quit until I have the record for most Tag Team Championship reigns, which I do, and Hall of Fame inductions. Give me all the records.

Sofia Clarke: Where do you see Jack Ripley at this time next year?

Jack Ripley: Well, if it doesn’t happen this year, then I hope being inducted into the Hall of Fame. I see myself as any great should, as World Champion, looking towards the Pain For Pride main event.

Sofia Clarke: Do you have anything you would like to specially say to Charlie, Jordie, and maybe even Jackson Blayde?

(Jack’s expression turns grim yet again. He looks dead in the camera before delivering the follow words.)

Jack Ripley: As hard hitting, and as trashy as the match Charlie and I had, I clearly didn’t get any closure. And I sure as hell don’t feel like I got the job done. Charlie has made an enemy out of me, and I feel as though our paths will cross again. I don’t know when, but it’s definitely not over between us. He made it personal by getting my sister involved, and quite frankly perhaps I want to make it personal myself. With the way our match ended, with Daryl putting my arm over Charles, that wasn’t good enough. I’ll get my revenge, my legit revenge on Charles in due time, but for now it’s time to look toward the National Elite Championship and Jackson Blayde. Speaking of, Jackson. You’ve done a great job spreading racism, and narcissism over the EAW airwaves. A message of hate, that this world doesn’t need more of. Your time as National Elite Champion is coming to a close, and I think the world can be happy about that fact. As for Jordie, you broke my heart. Fuck you.

Sofia Clarke: Thank you for your time, Jack.

(The interview fades to black. Voltage fades to commercial break.)

(Commercial break for Kentucky. Fuck Kentucky.)

(Voltage returns and cuts to Bella for the final time tonight. She raises the microphone to her lips and smiles.)

Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR…

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Bella Braxton: AND IT’S YOUR MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING!!!

(“Pray for Em” by Meek Mill hits the public address system. The crowd begins to cheer as former Voltage Elitist, Malcolm Jones, steps out from behind the guerilla curtain.)

Rich Russillo: I can not tell you how excited I am for this match tonight, James. All week long, the anticipation for this main event has been building. Whether Captain Charisma purposely set this match up for Viz to fail or not is beyond me. But I’m ready for it.

James Peters: Our reigning King of Elite is on a mission to prove he is the best in this company, and that means taking on anyone and everyone, from whatever brand he wants. This match is going to be insane. I’m sure it’s going to be a fight.

Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST… FROM HARLEM, NEW YORK… WEIGHING IN AT 230 POUNDS… HE IS THE 2019 KING OF ELITE… MALCOLM JONES!!!!

(Jones walks to the ring with nothing but swagger and confidence. In fact, a few women in the crowd are seen fanning themselves because they can not even. :whew: Jones slides inside the ring, hypes himself up a bit, and gets set for his opponent to make his entrance. Jones’ music fades, and is soon replaced by “Another Bites The Dust” by Queen. Almost immediately, the welcoming reaction Malcolm Jones was receiving, turned into a whole barrage of negativity.)

Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT…

(The Visual Prophet steps onto the stage, New Breed Championship wrapped around his waist. He’s riding solo tonight. Veena and Nina are nowhere to be seen.)

Bella Braxton: FROM DETROIT, MICHIGAN… WEIGHING IN AT 230 POUNDS… HE IS THE NEW BREED SOVEREIGN… THE VISUAL PROPHET!!!!

(The jeering from the crowd increases.)

Rich Russillo: You know, I don’t think there’s a single person inside this building who wants to see The Visual Prophet win tonight. This crowd has embraced Malcolm Jones and they want nothing more than to see him knock Viz down a peg or two.

James Peters: Well it goes without saying that Viz rubs people the wrong way. He knows how to annoy people and bury himself under the skin of his opponents. So many people are waiting for him to fall off his high horse, and all these fans want to see it happen tonight.

Rich Russillo: But Viz somehow always finds a way to win, and at the end of the day, the win is what matters. It doesn’t necessarily matter how you get it done. All that matters is you have your hand raised in the end. I respect the fact that Viz is coming out here by himself tonight. That’s how much this match means to Viz, and how badly he wants to shut everyone up who criticize his methods.

(Viz slips inside the ring and poses with his championship, before turning his attention to Malcolm Jones, and blowing him a kiss. Jones doesn’t look impressed whatsoever, and Viz rolls his eyes, as he passes the championship off and gets ready for the match to begin.)

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Rich Russillo: :lupe:

James Peters: :lupe:

Rich Russillo: The Visual Prophet and Malcolm Jones start this match by staring at one another. Clearly, there’s no love lost between these two men and very little respect.

James Peters: Jones is running his mouth at Viz right now, almost daring Viz to come at him with his best shot. Viz seems content to just circle around the King of Elite, right now, taking in Jones from all angles. Viz has a smile across his face, and he places his hands behind his head.

(Viz winks at Malcolm and starts gyrating his hips.)

Rich Russillo: C-NOTE!! MALCOLM JONES JUST SPEARED THE VISUAL PROPHET THROUGH THE ROPES AND THE TWO MEN HIT THE FLOOR! JONES MOUNTS VIZ!!! JONES WITH A SERIES OF VICIOUS RIGHT HANDS TO VIZ’S FACE! VIZ IS TRYING TO FEND HIM OFF! JONES IS RELENTLESS THOUGH! HE IS POUNDING AWAY ON THE NEW BREED SOVEREIGN! THE REFEREE IS SCREAMING AT MALCOLM JONES TO GET THE VISUAL PROPHET BACK INSIDE THE RING! JONES IS IGNORING HIM! JONES GRABS VIZ… IRISH WHIP INTO THE BARRICADES! RUNNING KNEE!! THAT COMBINATION JONES CALLS WATER WHIP JUST CONNECTED WITH VIZ’S FACE! THE PROPHET SLUMPS TO THE GROUND! JONES GRABS VIZ! HE DRAGS HIM OVER TO THE RING APRON AND SLAMS PROPHET’S FACE OFF THE HARDEST PART OF THE RING! HE ROLLS HIM BACK IN! AND JONES CLIMBS UP TOP!

James Peters: MALCOLM JONES IS ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! EARLIER THIS WEEK HE VOWED TO END THIS MATCH QUICKLY AND IT SEEMS LIKE THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT HE IS GOING TO DO! JONES LAUNCHES HIMSELF OFF!!! 5 STAR SWAG SPLASH! 5 STAR SWAG SPLASH!!

Rich Russillo: VIZ ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! MALCOLM CRASHES AND BURNS!!! WHAT A WAY TO START THIS MATCH!

James Peters: The Visual Prophet is back to his knees now and he crawls over to Jones. The look on Viz’s face says it all right now, Rich. He looks ready to kill the King of Elite. Viz gets back to his feet and lords over Jones, pushing him around with the toe of his boot. That’s a little arrogant if you ask me, because we all know what a killer Malcolm Jones can be inside that ring, but Viz is nothing if not arrogant, and you know he is going to try and prove a point here tonight. Viz grabs Jones up, and pulls him to a vertical base. He shoves him back and motions for Jones to get his shit together. Is Viz going to try and chain wrestle with Malcolm?!

Rich Russillo: Welp, I guess so because Viz just dove for the leg of Malcolm Jones. Jones sidesteps him, but Viz is back to his feet. Jones lunges for Viz, and he gets him by the waist. He takes Viz down, and immediately turns him over on his back. Viz is able to reverse his hold, lock Jones in a front facelock, but Jones grabs Viz’s thigh and flips him over. Jones with a cover, but Viz uses his power to throw Jones off, and get back up. Jones is up as well, and the two men lock hands. I’m not sure if this is a traditional test of strength, but Viz gets control, and starts wrenching Jones’ arm behind his back. Jones throws an elbow, and is able to get himself free, grabbing Viz in a side headlock. Viz hits the King of Elite in the gut, which forces Malcolm to relinquish control. Both men straighten back up, and circle one another.

James Peters: Viz goes for the legs and drops Jones down to his knees. He is working him over, mat wrestling him, and he is able to get behind Jones while they’re on the mat. He locks his arms around Jones’ waist and attempts to deadlift him up! Both are standing now and Viz is looking to send Jones down with a German suplex! Jones blocks the attempt! Viz headbutts Jones in the back of the skull! Jones throws a few elbow shots to Viz! Viz’s grip loosens! Jones slips out! He nails Viz in the gut! He grabs Viz by the hair and slams Viz’s face off his own knee! Jones gets back up, and gets himself set… STANDING SHOOT STAR PRESS!!! JONES CONNECTS AND HE GOES FOR THE FIRST COVER OF THE MATCH!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTT-

Rich Russillo: VIZ KICKS OUT!

James Peters: Jones gets up and pulls Viz up with him! Viz is able to shove Jones back and put some space between them. But Jones isn’t willing to let up right now. He goes for Viz, and the two men lock up in a traditional collar and elbow style. It’s Jones who gains the advantage, and he snaps Viz down to the mat. He grabs Viz by the wrist and begins working it over, bending it back, and causing the New Breed Champion a lot of discomfort. Viz uses his free arm to grab Jones by the neck and pull him over… Jones’ shoulders hit the mat!

OOONNNEEE!!!

Rich Russillo: Jones quickly slips out of the pin, and rolls backwards, rebounding up to his knees. Prophet is quickly up, and he absolutely nails Jones in the face with that stiff kick! Jones falls back and Viz jerks him up! He tosses Jones into the corner and flies forward! CORNER CLOTHESLINE! VIZ PUTTING THE BOOTS TO JONES NOW! HE IS STOMPING AWAY! JONES IS FORCED INTO A SITTING POSITION AND IT’S VIZ WHO IS NOW KICKING AWAY AT THE FACE AND HEAD OF THE SHOWDOWN ELITIST! THE REFEREE IS YELLING AT VIZ TO GET JONES OUT OF THE CORNER, BUT VIZ SHOVES HIS FOOT ONTO JONES’ NECK AND BEGINS CHOKING HIM!

Referee: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

James Peters: VIZ BREAKS RIGHT AT THE FIVE AND HE PULLS JONES UP! HE GETS HIM POSITIONED IN THE CORNER AGAIN! IKE TURNER SPECIAL! THAT SPINNING BACKFIST CONNECTS! JONES GOES DOWN! VIZ DRAGS HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! LEG DROP! VIZ LANDS ACROSS THE THROAT OF MALCOLM JONES AND THE REFEREE DROPS DOWN TO COUNT!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTH-

Rich Russillo: JONES KICKS OUT!

James Peters: Viz jerks Jones up and wraps him up in a headlock. The referee is checking on Jones, but so far, Jones is still coherent. Viz wraps his legs around the waist of Jones, and falls back, applying every bit of pressure he can to that hold. Jones knows he needs to find a way to fight out of this, despite the fact Viz is trying his damndest to cut off the air supply that is keeping Malcolm Jones in this right now. Jones is trying to use his strength to pry apart Viz’s arms, but it’s to no avail. I appreciate the fact he’s not panicking as of yet, but he has got to be feeling the effects of this. Jones is reaching out with his legs right now, trying to get his foot on the ropes. Jones claws at Viz’s forearms now, and he’s managed to slip his right hand between Viz’s forearms! I can not believe Malcolm Jones hasn’t faded away but that just goes to show you how well conditioned the King of Elite is. Viz unwraps his legs and tries to reposition the headlock sleeper hold thing he had going on, but that allows Malcolm to finally get his foot on the foot on the ropes.

Referee: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… F-

Rich Russillo: Viz lets go at the last possible second, and he looks a little irritated that Malcolm Jones refused to just fade away. Both men are vertical now and Viz strikes first before Malcolm can fully get his breath back! Collar and elbow tie up once again, and Viz looks for a side headlock this time. He manages to somewhat lock it in, and attempts to snap Jones to the mat, but Jones isn’t having that. He blocks the attempt and reaches his arm out, trying to grab Viz around the waist. Viz grabs that arm, begins to work it over, but Jones reverses, grabs a hold of Viz’s arm, and starts working on the wrist again! Both of our competitors are exchanging various chain wrestling holds, and honestly I’m pretty impressed right now. I think it often gets overlooked that The Visual Prophet is a highly skilled athlete, and what Malcolm Jones brings to the table goes without saying. Jones was trained by the best in the world, and thanks to that knowledge is quickly becoming one of the best in the world in his own right.

James Peters: Viz has control of Jones’ neck now, and he is still trying to muscle him to the mat. Jones has his hand up up though, blocking Viz from having complete control, and finally Viz grabs Jones around the waist. He attempts a side suplex, but Jones blocks that as well! Viz goes for another sleeper but Jones drops down to his knees! Viz hooks him by the arms, but Jones forces them both back into the corner! Viz looks for the sleeper again, but Jones reaches up, grabs Viz, and drops down! JAW BREAKER! Viz falls back against the turnbuckles, and Jones is back up, and he begins driving his shoulder into the midsection of Viz! Viz is hurting now, and Jones grabs Viz… DDT! Jones hooks the leg and goes for the cover!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHRRR-

Rich Russillo: VIZ GETS HIS SHOULDER UP! Jones pulls Viz up, and whips him across the ring! Viz hooks his arms, but Jones charges! Viz drops down and is able to lift Jones up and flip him over the top rope! JONES LANDS ON THE APRON! HE NAILS VIZ IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH A FOREARM! VIZ STUMBLES FORWARD! JONES LEAPS ONTO THE TOP ROPE! JONES FLIES! VIZ DROPS DOWN! JONES MISSES THE CROSSBODY! VIZ IS BACK UP! JONES IS TRYING TO PULL HIMSELF BACK UP! VIZ WITH A RUNNING BOOT TO THE BACK OF JONES HEAD! JONES IS DOWN! VIZ STOMPS HIS FACE INTO THE MAT! HE GRABS JONES UP AND LEVELS HIM WITH A HUGE EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! HE THROWS THE KING OF ELITE ACROSS THE RING! JONES REBOUNDS! VIZ WITH A SHOULDER BLOCK TAKEDOWN! VIZ RUNS THE ROPES AND HE USES THE MOMENTUM TO PROPEL HIMSELF FORWARD! SENTON!! HE LANDS ON JONES! VIZ PULLS JONES UP! HE’S GOING FOR THE PROPHET DRIVER! BUT JONES IS ABLE TO FIGHT HIS WAY OUT OF IT! JONES LANDS ON HIS FEET, AND HE SHOVES VIZ FORWARD! VIZ HITS THE ROPES, AND JONES GOES FOR A ROLL UP! VIZ ROLLS THROUGH! VIZ GETS BACK UP! ROUNDHOUSE KICK!

James Peters: NO! JONES CATCHES THE FOOT! HE THROWS IT TO THE SIDE! HE BRINGS VIZ DOWN WITH A CLOTHESLINE! VIZ IS ON THE MAT, AND JONES BEGINS STOMPING AWAY ON THE NEW BREED CHAMPION! VIZ ATTEMPTS TO THE CRAWL TOWARDS THE ROPES BUT JONES IS THERE! HE CUTS VIZ OFF, GRABS HIS LEG, AND IS GOING FOR AN ANKLE LOCK! THAT’S VIZ’S OWN FINISHER! VIZ QUICKLY CONTORTS HIS BODY AND GETS HIMSELF IN POSITION TO KICK JONES, AND FORCES JONES TO LET GO! VIZ PUSHES HIMSELF UP AND MALCOLM FLIES FORWARD… LOOKING TO CONNECT WITH A KNEE STRIKE! VIZ STEPS OUT OF THE WAY AND MALCOLM CRASHES INTO THE ROPES! VIZ CAPITALIZES AND NOW HE GOES FOR A ROLL UP! BUT JONES ROLLS THROUGH! BOTH MEN GET BACK UP! BOTH MEN LOOK AT ONE ANOTHER!

Rich Russillo: Viz holds his hand up and calls for a test of strength! Both of them seem determined to just out wrestle the other one here tonight. Jones obliges, and they lock hands! Viz pushes forward! Jones pushes back! Their heads collide with one another and both are trying to gain the advantage! Jones drops to a knee, looking for extra leverage, but Viz mimics him! Both fight their way back up to their feet and it’s Viz who lets go first and goes for the head of Malcolm Jones!

James Peters: Viz finally forces Malcolm to the mat and he brings his arm under Malcolm’s, and forces Malcolm’s face into the mat! Viz holds him in that position for a few seconds before flipping Jones over on his back and going for the cover!

OOONNNEEE!!!

Rich Russillo: Jones forces his way out of that, and Viz immediately grabs the arm, locking him up, and not letting Jones get back to his feet. Jones uses his free arm to push himself up and he rolls forward! But Viz anticipates this, and he grabs Jones in a side headlock, as Jones is on his back! Jones gets himself on his side, throws his arm forward, and wraps it around Viz’s neck! He pulls the Sovereign down, and throws his weight on top of Viz!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHH-

James Peters: Viz kicks out! Jones grabs Viz and goes for an armbar, but it’s Viz who slips out, and is able to get Jones in a headscissors! Viz pushes himself up, which tightens his hold on Jones, but Jones reaches back, grabs at Viz’s leg, and forces Viz on his stomach! Jones BRIDGES OUT OF THE HEADSCISSORS AND TURNS AROUND, GRABBING VIZ BY THE ANKLE! THE VISUAL PROPHET IMMEDIATELY FLIPS OVER TO HIS BACK AND KICKS JONES, BREAKING THE GRIP AND HE PULLS HIMSELF UP! JONES IS BACK UP! THEY LUNGE FOR ONE ANOTHER! JONES GRABS VIZ BY THE WAIST AND FORCES HIM TO THE MAT! HE GOES FOR A HEADLOCK, BUT VIZ SLIPS OUT AND GETS BEHIND JONES, AND HE LIFTS HIM UP! JONES SOMEHOW KEEPS HIMSELF FROM GOING DOWN AND HE REACHES FOR VIZ’S HEAD! VIZ GETS JONES DOWN WITH A HIP TOSS, AND HAS JONES BY THE ARM! HE GOES FOR THE COVER!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOO-

Rich Russillo: JONES KICKS OUT BUT VIZ STILL HAS CONTROL! JONES IS UP TO HIS KNEES NOW, BUT VIZ HAS THAT ARM! HE WRENCHES THAT ARM BACK AND SHOVES HIS KNEE INTO THE SHOULDER OF MALCOLM JONES! BUT MALCOLM JONES IS A RESOURCEFUL MAN! HE BRINGS HIS FOOT UP AND CATCHES VIZ IN THE BACK WITH THREE STIFF KICKS THAT FORCE THE NEW BREED SOVEREIGN TO RELEASE THE ARM! JONES GETS BACK UP AND HE SLAMS HIS FOOT INTO THE VISUAL PROPHET’S KIDNEY AREA! JONES GRABS VIZ UP AND THROWS HIM INTO THE CORNER! HE HITS HIM WITH AN UPPERCUT! JONES GRABS VIZ! HE HIP TOSSES HIM ACROSS THE RING! JONES WITH A HUGE KICK TO VIZ’S FACE! VIZ REACHES FOR THE ROPES TO TRY AND PULL HIMSELF UP, BUT JONES GREETS HIM WITH SEVERAL KICKS TO THE BACK AND KIDNEY AREA! AND NOW JONES DROPS DOWN AND HE IS CLUBBING VIZ IN THE BACK!

James Peters: Jones grabs Viz up and he throws several stiff forearms to Viz’s face! Now he is sending him across the ring and into the ropes! Jones rushes forward! Charging clothesline! Viz is down! Jones picks Viz up! Forearm connects with the jaw! Viz is rocked! Jones with another! AND ANOTHER! THOSE FOREARM SHOTS HAVE SENT VIZ BACK INTO THE CORNER ONCE AGAIN! JONES NAILS VIZ WITH A VICIOUS PUNCH TO THE STOMACH AND HE PLACES HIS BOOT ON VIZ’S FACE, AND USES THE ROPES FOR LEVERAGE TO PUNISH VIZ!

Referee: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…

Rich Russillo: BUT VIZ HAS JONES BY THE FOOT! HE FORCES JONES BACK! JONES IS TRYING TO REGAIN HIS FOOTING BUT VIZ SNAPS HIM DOWN! VIZ HAS A KNEEBAR! JONES IMMEDIATELY REACHES FOR THE ROPES!

Referee: ONE… TWO… THREE…

Rich Russillo: Viz lets go and I don’t even know what to say. This is not the match I expected from these two at all. After their war of words this week I expected a pure fight.

James Peters: I think this boils down to pure ego, Rich. Jones preached all week about how Viz couldn’t get the job done on his own. Viz wants to show the King of Elite that he is an incredible wrestler, and Malcolm Jones is the type of person who wants to prove that he beat anyone, regardless of the game they decide to play.

Rich Russillo: Viz is back up now and he nails Jones with a straight kick to that knee! Jones grabs for the ropes again and pulls himself onto the apron. For whatever reason, Viz backs off and he motions for Jones to get back in the ring!

James Peters: Jones, who has kept his temper in check this entire match, does just that and once again these two are locked in a staredown.

Rich Russillo: :lupe:

James Peters: :lupe:

Rich Russillo: IT’S MALCOLM JONES WHO THROWS THE FIRST PUNCH! IT CONNECTS WITH VIZ’S STOMACH! VIZ FIRES BACK WITH A FOREARM SHOT THAT CATCHES JONES IN THE JAW! JONES WITH ANOTHER PUNCH TO THE GUT! VIZ RETURNS THE FAVOR WITH AN UPPERCUT THAT SENDS JONES STAGGERING BACK! BUT JONES REGAINS HIS BALANCE! PUNCH TO THE GUT! VIZ WITH AN UPPERCUT! JONES WITH ANOTHER SHOT TO THE GUT! VIZ WITH THE UPPERCUT! JONES WITH ANOTHER PUNCH! VIZ WITH AN UPPERCUT! JONES STUMBLES BACK AND VIZ IS ABLE TO LAND ANOTHER! AND ANOTHER! HE GRABS JONES AND SNAPS HIM DOWN ONTO THE MAT IN A SITTING POSITION! KICK TO THE BACK! VIZ RUSHES THE ROPES! HE COMES FLYING AT MALCOLM! BASEMENT DROPKICK! JONES IS DOWN BUT VIZ DOESN’T GO FOR THE COVER! HE GRABS MALCOLM AND HE LIFTS HIM UP!!! PROPHET DRIVER! PROPHET DRIVER! IT CONNECTS!!!!

James Peters: VIZ GOES FOR THE COVER!!!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEE-

Rich Russillo: MALCOLM JONES KICKS OUT!

James Peters: Viz sits back and takes a moment to reflect on the fact Malcolm Jones kicked out of The Prophet Driver! He shakes his head and slowly gets back up to his feet. He stands over Jones now, who is getting himself back into a sitting position! Viz goes over to Jones, but Jones is quick to shove him back! Viz moves forward again, but Jones forces himself to his knees and punches Viz in the stomach! He stands up now, and throws an uppercut, which forces Viz back. Jones with a punch to the gut… followed by another uppercut! He wraps his arm around the back of Viz’s neck and leaps on him, securing his legs around Viz’s waist! Jones grabs the arm and brings it behind Viz’s back! This is like a modified Kimura lock! I’m shook! Viz immediately reaches for the ropes but they’re not close! Jones has that cinched in tightly and he is doing his best to tap Viz out right now!

Rich Russillo: VIZ IS FIGHTING THROUGH THE PAIN THOUGH! VIZ IS DIGGING DEEP AND HE IS USING HIS LEG STRENGTH TO LIFT JONES UP! HE GETS HIM UP! HE SUPLEXES HIM DOWN! THE SUBMISSION IS BROKEN AND VIZ FALLS BACK INTO A SITTING POSITION! HE SHAKES HIS ARM OUT AND CRAWLS OVER TO JONES! HE GOES FOR A COVER BUT JONES HAS ALREADY KICKED OUT! VIZ GETS UP AND HE USES HIS GOOD ARM TO PULL JONES UP AND HE SHOVES HIM INTO THE CORNER! VIZ RUSHES FORWARD! FOREA- NO! MALCOLM MOVES! MALCOLM WHIRLS AROUND! HE NAILS VIZ IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH A STIFF FOREARM SHOT OF HIS OWN! HE GRABS VIZ AND TURNS HIM AROUND! FOREARM TO THE FACE! CHOP TO THE CHEST! VIZ IS ROCKED! JONES GETS THE BOOTS UP AND HE IS STOMPING A MUDHOLE IN VIZ! VIZ IS FORCED INTO A SITTING POSITION! JONES IS GOING FOR THAT HURT ARM NOW! JONES IS KICKING THE HELL OUT OF VIZ AND HE IS TRYING TO INJURE HIM NOW! VIZ ATTEMPTS TO COVER UP BUT JONES IS NOT STOPPING! THE REFEREE GRABS JONES, BUT JONES SHOVES HIM AWAY! THE REFEREE IS SCREAMING AT MALCOLM JONES NOW AND THE LAST THING JONES WANTS TO DO IS GET DISQUALIFIED! HE HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO BACK OFF THE VISUAL PROPHET, AND FRUSTRATION IS WRITTEN ALL OVER MALCOLM JONES’ FACE!

James Peters: MALCOLM FINALLY STEPS BACK BUT ONLY FOR A SECOND! HE GRABS VIZ NOW AND DRAGS HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! MALCOLM PULLS VIZ TO HIS FEET AND HE STRIKES HIM SQUARELY IN THE JAW WITH A RIGHT HAND! VIZ IS ROCKED BUT SOMEHOW THE NEW BREED SOVEREIGN IS ABLE TO STRIKE BACK! MALCOLM IS HIT WITH A RIGHT HAND! MALCOLM STRIKES BACK WITH ANOTHER RIGHT! AND VIZ DOES AS WELL! THESE TWO MEN ARE EXCHANGING PUNCHES NOW! AND I DON’T KNOW HOW THEY’RE STILL GOING RIGHT NOW! BACK AND FORTH! AND NEITHER IS WILLING TO BACK DOWN AT THIS POINT! VIZ IS CLEARLY INJURED! THAT ARM IS HURT! BUT HE IS NOT GIVING UP BECAUSE DESPITE WHAT ANYONE SAYS ABOUT HIM, HE IS A CHAMPION! HE KNOWS WHAT TO DO IN THAT RING!

Rich Russillo: MALCOLM JUST CAUGHT VIZ IN THE GUT THOUGH! AND NOW HE IS LIGHTING VIZ UP WITH A SERIES OF KNIFE EDGE CHOPS THAT ARE ECHOING THROUGHOUT THIS BUILDING! VIZ GRABS AT HIS CHEST! JONES GOES FOR ANOTHER CHOP! BUT VIZ GRABS HIM! VIZ GETS BEHIND JONES! HE LOCKS HIS ARMS AROUND JONES’ WAIST! JONES GRABS THAT INJURED ARM! PELE KICK TO THE ARM! PELE KICK TO THE ARM! VIZ HITS HIS KNEES AND GRABS HIS ARM! JONES WITH A KNEE TO VIZ’S FACE! HE STOMPS AWAY ON THE ARM NOW! VIZ DIGS DEEP AND CRAWLS FOR THE ROPES! JONES GRABS HIM BY THE ANKLE! VIZ GETS HIS GOOD ARM ON THE ROPES AND PULLS HIMSELF FORWARD! JONES RUSHES IN TO PRY VIZ OFF THE ROPES BUT WAIT…

James Peters: VIZ WITH THE LOW BLOW!

Rich Russillo: BUT THE REFEREE DIDN’T CALL FOR THE BELL!

James Peters: I’M CONFUSED! THE REFEREE SAW THAT LOW BLOW! MALCOLM JONES JUST HIT THE MAT AND THE REFEREE JUST TURNED A BLIND EYE!

Rich Russillo: What the fuck?

James Peters: Viz is hauling himself back up and looking down at Jones! VIZ IS GOING FOR THE TOP ROPE! OH DEAR GAWD! PLEASE DON’T LET THIS INCREDIBLE MATCH END THIS WAY! VIZ GETS HIMSELF SET!

Rich Russillo: BOW TO THE HEART!!!!!!

James Peters: :damn: MALCOLM JONES MOVES!

Rich Russillo: VIZ’S INJURED ARM COLLIDES WITH THE MAT! JONES ROLLS OVER AND HE GRABS VIZ IN THE COCAINA CLUTCH! VIZ IS IN TROUBLE! VIZ IS IN TROUBLE! VIZ IS FIGHTING TO STAY IN THIS MATCH AND HE GETS HIS FREAKING FOOT ON THE ROPE! MALCOLM JONES HAS TO BREAK THE HOLD AND JONES IS PISSED! JONES IS PISSED AND HE SCREAMS AT THE REFEREE! HE IS PISSED ABOUT THE LOW BLOW! HE IS PISSED ABOUT EVERYTHING! HE BEGINS STOMPING AWAY ON VIZ’S ARM AGAIN! HE IS LITERALLY TRYING TO JUST BREAK IT AT THIS POINT! THERE’S NOT A LOT VIZ CAN DO AND JONES GRABS HIM UP! HE GETS HIM INTO POSITION! THE L-TRAIN! CANADIAN DESTROYER! JONES PLANTS VIZ!

James Peters: JONES WITH THE COVER!!!!!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Rich Russillo: HE. KICKED. OUT!

James Peters: HOW THE FUCK DID HE KICK OUT OF THAT?! HOW IS VIZ STILL IN THIS MATCH?!

Rich Russillo: MALCOLM JONES LOOKS READY TO KILL SOMEONE! HE GETS UP!!! STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!! BUT HE DOESN’T GO FOR THE COVER! MALCOLM STALKS OVER TO THE ROPES AND CLIMBS UP TO THE TOP! THIS CROWD IS GOING INSANE FOR THE KING OF ELITE AND HE LAUNCHES HIMSELF THROUGH THE AIR!

James Peters: FIVE STAR SWAG SPLASH!!!!

Rich Russillo: MALCOLM JONES HITS IT PERFECTLY! HE HOOKS THE LEG AND ONCE AGAIN THE REFEREE GOES FOR THE COUNT!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

James Peters: MALCOLM JONES DID IT!

Rich Russillo: WHAT A FUCKING MATCH!

Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… HERE IS YOUR WINNER… THE KING OF ELITE…. MALCOLM JONES!!!!!

(“Pray for Em” by Meek Mill begins to blast across the public address system, as Malcolm Jones climbs to his feet. The referee attempts to raise his hand, but Jones pushes him back and tells him to fuck right off. The referee shrugs and rolls out of the ring, allowing Jones his space to celebrate his victory.)

James Peters: We just witnessed a King face off against a Sovereign in a technical masterpiece of a match that none of us expected.

Rich Russillo: With the exception of one cheap shot that thankfully didn’t factor into the overall decision of the match, Malcolm Jones and The Visual Prophet brought out the best in one another. Both of them stood up to each other, and just fucking wrestled, and that is what Voltage is all about. Pure fucking competition and the best wrestling in the world.

James Peters: My hats are off to both of these men, despite the fact the referee blatantly missed calling a low blow that could have cost Malcolm Jones the match. But despite that, these two men went above and beyond. No one can ever deny the fact both of them are extremely talented wrestlers. This match tonight proved that.

(While Jones continues to celebrate inside the ring, the cameras cut to the backstage area. Veena and Nina are standing off to the side, watching the monitor in disgust. Neither woman really seem all that happy with the outcome of the match. Nina looks up at Veena, who’s face is twisted into an unhappy little sneer.)

Nina: Don’t worry. Bae bounce back.

Veena Adams: Oh shut up, Nina. I know ‘bae’ will bounce back. The fact is, this match was bullshit, and Matty put it together just to fuck over Vizzy. He hates Viz, and he wants to see him fail.

Nina: Captain Charisma is bad. Bad, bad, man.

Veena Adams: He is literally the worst, but don’t worry. Matty is going to get his, and it’s going to happen sooner rather than later. I’m going to make sure he regrets the day he ever put The Visual Prophet in a situation to fail. I’m a fucking Adams, and that name carries more weight around here then Captain Charisma does.

???: Ladies.

(Nina and Veena exchange looks and both of them turn around. SOSA Henderson is standing by, a charming little smile on his face.)

Veena Adams: Who the hell let you in my building?!

SOSA Henderson: I got my ways. Can’t blame me for wantin’ to see this match in person, and after that war they just had… man. Imma easily beat that mother fucker’s ass come Grand Rampage. That New Breed Championship is comin’ home with the only man who is good enough to hold it, and that is me. The New Breed Majesty.

Veena Adams: The day you win the New Breed Championship from Viz, is the day this company will die. You do not deserve to be a champion of anything you fucking street thug. So why don’t you tuck your tail between your legs, get the fuck out of here, and go shoot your shot over that little Empire cunt you plug.

(SOSA doesn’t let Veena’s words get to him. Instead, he maintains his composure and extends his hand for a handshake. Veena looks at it like it’s diseased. SOSA reaches out and grabs Veena’s hand, giving it a shake.)

SOSA Henderson: Imma save this smoke for Grand Rampage.

(SOSA lets go of Veena and saunters off, his charming smile still in place. Veena makes a disgusted face.)

Nina: I don’t like him.

Veena Adams: Literally no one does. He sucks.

(She raises her hand up, to push her hair back out of her face. But as she does, her eyes go to her wrist. A puzzled look crosses her face.)

Veena Adams: What the fuck? My diamond bracelet is gone.

(EAW Logo Buzzes.)