Voltage 4/7/2019

(EAW intro plays.)

(Unlike previous episodes of Voltage, there is no highlight video 😐 :|! The cameras cut right inside the building, taking in the fans, their signs, and just how hype everyone seems to be! Elite Answers Wrestling is heading towards Pain for Pride and there’s just something special in the air with Grand Rampage two weeks away! ‘33rd Blakk Glass’ by Sosmula & Zillakami is playing, and gold pyro starts to explode, officially kicking off the show! James Peters and Rich Russillo are shown, behind their broadcast booth as usual!)

James Peters: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WELCOME TO VOLTAGE!

Rich Russillo: I know we usually start with an absolutely incredible recap video of last week’s action but the Voltage exclusive videographers have gone on strike!

James Peters: That’s right! After pouring their heart and soul into their post-Tempest package and not getting the love they expected because of their effort, our production team decided that their efforts were not appreciated.

Rich Russillo: Clearly, that’s bullshit but when you have fresh-faced college kids working in the truck, what can you can? They’re all snowflakes, who take things way too seriously, and now James and myself are being forced to try and recap what happened last week.

(James and Rich both have blank looks on their faces.)

James Peters: Right, so I tried to do bullet points on my phone but it died. But last week’s show was amazing. Awesome matches! That MJ versus Viz match. :whew:

Rich Russillo: It truly was a thing of beauty.

James Peters: There’s no doubt this week the trend will continue because Voltage has the best matches in the world. In fact, just call us GOATage because our Elitists are just that damn good at everything they do.

Rich Russillo: Yupp!

James Peters: Anyways! We have all our major stars in action or around the building tonight, and we’ve got some great stuff lined up for you.

Rich Russillo: Earlier today, Sofia Clarke sat down with our World Heavyweight Champion, Noah Reigner, to discuss what life has been like for him since joining EAW last year.

James Peters: We have Noah’s Grand Rampage challenger, Lethal Consequences, in action against against one of our faves, Daryl Kinkade.

Rich Russillo: Two arch enemies will team up to take on a true tag team later on, with Grand Rampage implications on the line for that.

James Peters: One of Voltage’s newest signees, Oskar Wagner, will be in action against the GOAT Landerson. It’s Oskar’s EAW debut.

Rich Russillo: :blessed:

James Peters: Hot off the heels of a victory against Chris Elite last week on Showdown, Jack Ripley returns to Voltage to take on Grand Rampage participant, Korey Gaines.

Rich Russillo: There will be more, I’m sure.

James Peters: Much more! So stick with us, take comfort in knowing that management is currently negotiating with the production team to get them back to making recap videos, and we will be back right after this commercial break!

(Voltage fades to commercial break.)

(Commercial break for the power of love, featuring Sienna Jade and Kassidy Heart. There’s no bond stronger than the bond that is shared between the Unified Tag Team Champions. See them defending their titles at Grand Rampage!)

(Voltage returns from commercial. The cameras cut back to Captain Charisma’s office. The commissioner of Voltage is sitting with James, the referee who officiated the contest between The Visual Prophet and Myles back at Tempest. Coincidentally, it was James who was also in charge of the Vizzy/Malcolm Jones match last week. The two look like they have been in conversation with one another for awhile.)

Referee James: I don’t know what you want me to say, sir. Veena Adams is a monster and she threatened me. Just like everyone else, I need this job. I have a family. When an Adams tells you to do something, you have no choice but to do it!

Captain Charisma: So you’re telling me you legitimately saw Viz grab Myles by the tights and you counted the pin??

Referee James: No! I mean… I kind of figured something happened to bring the match to such an abrupt conclusion, but my job is to count the pin and that’s what I did.

Captain Charisma: However, Veena threatened you and that kept you from doing your job ethically and not trusting me enough to come to me?

(James shifts in his seat, clearly uncomfortable with the situation.)

Referee James (sighing): She did. But Captain Charisma please don’t get mad! It’s not that I don’t trust you, I just felt like my hands were tied! I overheard her phone conversation and she panicked I guess. As a result, I panicked!

(Captain Charisma pinches the bridge of his nose.)

Captain Charisma: Veena Adams doesn’t have the amount of power people think she does. I’m not going to act like her name doesn’t carry some weight, but I’m still the person in charge of this show. She can make threats and she can get her uncle involved if he’s not laid up in a nursing home somewhere after having his head bashed in by his own alleys, but Voltage is still mine. I make the decisions and I’m the one who fixes the problems.

Referee James: Well Veena is a huge problem, not that I really want to speak ill about her because who knows if these walls are bugged or not. But I know that Mr. DEDEDE fired a bunch of officials on Christmas Eve a few months ago and that’s not something I can have happen to me. None of us are in positions to lose our jobs. We work hard, and travel the road just as much as these Elitists do. We are taken away from our families and miss those holidays, birthdays, and special occasions because we are trying to make the money to support them. I shouldn’t even be speaking to you right now because I know nothing good is going to come from this. I never should said anything to Frank. I thought I could trust him. I never knew he was gunna go behind my back and get you involved.

Captain Charisma: Who said anything about Franklin?

(James has a deer-in-headlights look going on now.)

Referee James (sighing): Well whatever. The fact is, I heard what I heard. I don’t know who she was speaking with but she did verbatim say that you were planning on rigging the tournament in favor of Rex McAllister.

Captain Charisma: How the hell would I even be able to do that?

Referee James: I don’t know! Ask the Crowe’s Nest! They seem to think everything on Empire is rigged. I’m sure they can fill you in on a dozen conspiracy theories as to how and why certain matches get rigged.

Captain Charisma: I have been in this business for a long time, and never in a million years did I stop and think that my integrity as the Voltage Commissioner would be questioned because of the word of a spoiled child with a gawd complex. I think it goes without saying that I would never ‘rig’ anything to favor a certain Elitist. I have poured all my effort and all my energy into running a fair and unbiased product. I want to make sure every man on the Voltage roster is given a chance to shine, and that includes the ones who don’t necessarily agree with my principals.

(James looks around the office awkwardly, and for lack of anything else to do at the moment, he pats Captain Charisma on the shoulder. Captain Charisma sighs once again and gets to his feet. James follows suit and Captain Charisma shakes the other man’s hand.)

Captain Charisma: I appreciate your honesty, James, just please come to me immediately when situations like this occur. I could have taken care of it back at Tempest, and none of us would be dealing with it right now.

(James nods his head in understanding and takes his leave. Once the door shuts behind him, Captain Charisma pulls out his cellphone and dials a number. He pauses for a few seconds.)

Captain Charisma: Hey man, how’s it going?

(The scene fades out on Captain Charisma’s phone call, and cuts to the ringside area.)

(Bella Braxton is standing by, dressed in a pair of black leather Fashion Nova high-waisted leggings, black sequined crop top, trendy tuxedo style jacket, and Louboutins, ready to announce the competitors for the first match of the night!)

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

(“If Ya Smell” by Adam Massare blasts through the speakers as the crowd gets electrified by Woogieman, who comes out with a mic on his hands.)

Bella Braxton: Introducing first, from Jacksonville, Florida, weighing in at 260 pounds, Theee Woooogieeemaaaan!

Rich Russillo: blessed:

James Peters: :blessed:

Rich Russillo: LISTEN TO THIS OVATION FOR THE LIVING LEGEND!!!

James Peters: Look at Woogie with that mic in his hands!!! Is he going to bless us?! I wonder what he’s going to say?!

(Luckily, Woogie gets into the ring pretty quickly. No one has to wait for the LEGEND to speak. The Woogieman looks into the camera, raises his eyebrow, and everyone goes nuts!)

The Woogieman: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! Before we get this party started here in Lafayette, Louisiana, I would like to address something to y’all real quick. Grand Rampage is near, which officially marks the way to Pain for Pride. That’s the biggest free-per-view and the last one for the season, which means there’s something for The Woogieman to say. At Grand Rampage, I am going to enter the Grand Rampage match, against many other opponents. I’ll go teeth for teeth with everyone in there and fight with all my heart. I know that’s the match where all the big dogs compete, but as you may know, I’m the greatest. I fear no one. I’ll fight anyone! And in the very end, there’s going to be only one man standing on his feet, with his hands raised up and the look directed towards that Pain for Pride logo. And that’s…

(‘House of Wolves’ by My Chemical Romance starts playing as the arena boos the newcomer Martin Daniels for interrupting Woogieman. Martin just grins and makes his way to the ring.)

Bella Braxton: Introducing next, from London, England, weighing in at 240 pounds, Martiiiin Danieeeeels!

Rich Russillo: How dare he interrupt Woogieman! My man was just cutting a promo for Grand Rampage and this fool enters just like that.

James Peters: I guess he was just impatient. However the Englishman is expected to do good things here tonight, but it won’t be easy in a triple threat.

(“Type-03” by Mick Gordon picks up as the crowd gives a mixed reaction to Denis Ryley, who makes his way down the ramp. )

Bella Braxton: And their opponent… from Orlando, Florida, weighing in at 204 pounds, Deniiiiis Ryleeeeyyyyy!

Rich Russillo: Denis Ryley is the man who managed to defeat Landerson last week! He should be motivated for this match.

James Peters: Ryley is a promising talent. I mean, look at him! Ambitious, talented, he doesn’t care what people think. He just does himself and I think that’s what will get him through and succeed here in EAW.

Rich Russillo: But without going any further, let’s get into the match.

( DING! DING! DING! )

James Peters: The match has started as right away Martin Daniels goes after Woogieman with a headbutt, dazing Woogieman up and delivering a European uppercut, however Ryley gets involved as he grabs Martin from behind and there’s the german suplex!

Rich Russillo: Martin’s shiny head went right into Woogieman’s skull, but Ryley interfered and now he has the advantage in this match. Daniels’ is up on his feet, but Ryley connects with the high kick on him and he turns around connecting with a knee strike on Woogieman! Ryley is on fire as he waits for Daniel’s to get on his feet… Super-

James Peters: No, he missed it as Martin avoids it and grabs Ryley, connecting with that exploder suplex! That was quick! Martin now turns his attention to Woogieman, attempting to get him on his feet, but Woogie counters and smashes one right on Martin’s face, then he lifts him up on the fireman’s carry position… Samoan drop! Woogie with the cover!

Ref: ONE! TW-

Rich Russillo: Quick kickout by Daniels! Woogieman rolls away as he gets on his feet, BUT ENCOUNTERS A DROPKICK BY RYLEY! RYLEY GRABS WOOGIE BY THE WAIST AND THERE’S THE GATOR ROLL! HE TURNS IT INTO A COVER!

James Peters: NO, DANIELS DOESN’T ALLOW THAT AND GETS RYLEY ON HIS FEET, BUT RYLEY WITH THE KNEE AND IT’S FOLLOWED BY THE ENZUIGIRI! COVER!

Ref: ONE! TWO!

Rich Russillo: Woogieman saves it! We’re only a couple of minutes into the match but it’s already fired up! All three men seem exhausted, each one trying to make it on their feet, but it’s Woogieman who gets up first! He uses the ropes, as Ryley follows him up, BUT WOOGIEMAN SENDS HIM OUT WITH A LARIAT! IT’S ONLY WOOGIE AND DANIELS ON THE RING! DANIELS MAKES IT TO HIS FEET AND WOOGIEMAN WITH THE BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX SENDING MARTIN ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING!

James Peters: Martin is up, but THERE GOES WOOGIEMAN WITH THE JUMPING CLOTHESLINE- NO! MARTIN AVOIDS IT AND GOES TO THE MIDDLE ROPE AS WOOGIEMAN TURNS AROUND…DIVING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! However Woogieman is smart and rolls out of the ring, but Martin Daniels follows him up, as both men start exchanging punches on each other, getting the battle out of the ring. The referee signals for them to get back in, but they don’t wanna hear none of that! They continue their fight like mad men!

Rich Russillo: LOOK OUT! DENIS RYLEY WITH THE SUICIDE DIVE! DENIS RYLEY JUST TOOK BOTH OF THEM DOWN! RYLEY IS UP, TAUNTING THE CROWD AS HE GRABS WOOGIEMAN AND SENDS HIM ON THE RING! DENIS ENTERS THE RING AND STOMPS WOOGIE AND SENDS HIM CRASHING INTO THE CORNER! DENIS HIMSELF GOES ON THE OPPOSITE CORNER AS HE CHARGES FORWARD, BUT NOOO, MARTIN GRABS HIM BY THE LEG AND DRAGS HIM TO THE STEEL POST WITH BOTH HIS LEG OPEN! OUUUCHH!

James Peters: Holy balls! That surely did hurt! Daniels is now in the ring as he grabs Denis and sends him crashing on Woogieman. What does Martin have in his mind? LARIAT ON BOTH OF THEM! HE GRABS RYLEY AND SENDS HIM FLYING WITH THE RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX! NOW MARTIN WITH THE KNEE COMBO ON THE CORNER SMASHING WOOGIEMAN IN AND OUT! HE DRAGS WOOGIEMAN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING… LIFTS HIM UP… CRANIUM MUTILATION!

Rich Russillo: What kind of shit is that?! However there’s the cover!

Ref: ONE! TWO! THREEEE!

( DING! DING! DING! )

Bella Braxton: AND HERE IS YOUR WINNER… MARTIN DANIELS!!!!

(‘House of Wolves’ by My Chemical Romance hits the PA system and the referee raises the hand of Martin Daniels.)

Rich Russillo: HUGE win for Martin Daniels tonight! That’s his second match here in EAW and his first win!

James Peters: What a great match opening match, though! All three men really gave it their all but it was Martin who managed to pin Woogie.

Rich Russillo: I’ll be curious to see how Denis reacts to this loss, James. He was starting to gain some momentum.

James Peters: Woogie, as well. Woogie declared himself for Grand Rampage!

Rich Russillo: :wow: He’s the favorite for sure.

(The camera catches a final shot of Martin celebrating his victory before cutting to commercial break.)

(Commercial break for Pizza Hut, the official pizza of March Madness. War Eagle. Go Tigers!)

(Voltage returns from break, and cuts backstage. El Landerson is seen standing by with Sofia Clarke. Landerson holds his own six-one-nine microphone as usual, and Sofia has one of her own. Landerson looks at the camera before speaking.)

El Landerson: Hello Eaw universe! Today Sofia Clarke is going to interview me. Sofia Clarke you can ask your questions.

(The cheers down at the ring area are so loud they can be heard backstage. Sofia asks Landerson the first question.)

Sofia Clarke: So, El Landerson, Grand Rampage is coming up, and we’d like to hear your status regarding the match.

El Landerson: You know Grand Rampage FPV is coming soon on Eaw network. Well I am going to be entering the Grand Rampage match! I am going to win the Grand Rampage just like I done won at Tempest FPV and retained my BBB title. Last time Denis Ryley got me he did. But at Grand Rampage that doesn’t matter I will win that match and Denis Ryley won’t even win.

(The crowd continues cheering, and some fans are even heard crying due to this emotional promo by Landerson.)

Sofia Clarke: So it’s official, El Landerson is entering the Grand Rampage match. Now, Landerson, Chudd ate your Big Bhris Bhampionship at Tempest. Are you going to create a new belt?

El Landerson: Well yes next week I am going to reveal a new BBB title. I change my mind and I am going to make it with a new name. Next week on Voltage in this very ring I am going to reveal the Big Banderson Bhampionship title. And next week I will show it to you the Eaw universe.

(The crowd starts chanting “Banderson” after the news of the new title name.)

Sofia Clarke: Big Banderson Bhampionship. That’s definitely an interesting name, Landerson. So, do you have any words regarding Oskar Wagner after what he said this week?

El Landerson: I’m going to defend my new BBB title like I did already when I beat Woogieman and Provencal and even Chudd. Then when I win the Grand Rampage we will be on the road to Pain for Pride FPV on Eaw network. Now I want to talk about Oskar Wagner. Oskar Wagner man this is our first ever match but I promise I will beat you like I did before with the BBB title at Tempest FPV. Yes I do have words for Oskar Wagner. Oskar Wagner will not defeat me because I am the BBB champion, and I hold my title with honor. I beat like a lot of people before so I can beat Oskar.

Sofia Clarke: Thank you for your time Landerson.

El Landerson: Thank you too. Here comes the boom!

(Sofia is shook as Landerson walks off, ready to step inside the ring for match against the debuting monster of a man known as Oskar Wagner!)

(The camera cuts back to the ring as Bella Braxton stand ready with a microphone in hand and a pleasant smile on her face.)

Bella Braxton: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!…

(“Here Comes The Boom” by DMX feat Sean Paul and Alexa Vegas hits as El Landerson shoots through the curtain to an ERUPTION of cheers from the thousands packed inside the Cajundome Arena in Lafayette, Louisiana. They are still on an emotional high from the GOAT declaring himself for Grand Rampage. He makes his way down to the ring and slaps hands with fans in the front row beside the ramp.)

Bella Braxton: Introducing FIRST from San Jose, California, weighing in tonight at ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY POUNDS!!… HE IS THE BIG BHRIS BHAMPION!!! ELLLLL LAAAAANNDDDDEERRSSOOONNN!!!!

James Peters: All I can say is – WHAT A CHAMPIONSHIP DEFENSE FROM THE BIG BHRIS BHAMPION BACK AT TEMPEST!! I STILL CAN’T STOP TALKING ABOUT THAT MATCH!!!

Rich Russillo: What Chudd did to that bhampionship may have been the most disrespectful and impressive thing that I’ve ever seen! He ate the entire freaking thing, James! Not a strand left! Poor Landerson had to watch the Bhampionship he held proudly disintegrate in the iron jaw of Chudd!

James Peters: It was an incredible contest between four of EAW’s GOATs and I’m sure that it’s Voltage’s top priority to get the man a brand new Bhampionship especially since Landerson demanded that tonight, but as you can see he’s extremely focused tonight!

(“Symphony No. 9 – Allegro Con Fuoco (AstraVexuitar Version)” by Antonin Dvorak hits as the brand new signee Oskar Wagner makes his way out through the curtain. There’s not much of a reaction, but the silence tells a thousand words. He stands on the stage with a long black trench coat with “Das Wrestler” printed in white on the back and his hand behind his back. He slowly turns his head looking out at the thousands in attendance before slowly walking down to the ring.)

Bella Braxton: Introducing his opponent from Hamburg, Germany, weighing in tonight at THREE HUNDRED AND TEN POUNDS!!!… MAKING HIS VOLTAGE DEBUT… “DAS WRESTLER!!!”… OSKAR WAAAAAAAGNNEEEEERRR!!!!

Rich Russillo: Wow…

James Peters: It was announced shortly after Voltage went off the air last week that this man had been signed by the company and that he had been picked up by Voltage. He’s relatively unknown throughout the western demographic, but from the information that I’ve managed to gather through the week – this man was one of the top talents in all of Europe. A man that has conquered the scene in many countries, and has now decided that now is the perfect time to sign with the company and test himself on the grandest platform in this business.

Rich Russillo: We’ve seen plenty like him come and go, but wow… this man is HUGE.

(Oskar makes his way up the steel steps and onto the apron. He stands on the apron and looks directly towards El Landerson, placing his hands behind his back and holding a stern look on his face. He enters the ring as “Symphony No. 9” fades out.)

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

James Peters: The bell rings and this contest is officially underway. Oskar immediately stepping forward to the middle of the ring – and El Landerson doesn’t bad down in the slightest!

Rich Russillo: Look at the size difference!

James Peters: Landerson is going to have to use that speed advantage he has – Wagner catches Landerson by the throat! Landerson fires with a kick to the inner thigh of the right leg of the German! Landerson with a second! Wagner releases his grip and Landerson hits the ropes – BUT, WAGNER CATCHES HIM AND LAUNCHES HIM STRAIGHT UP INTO THE AIR!!! Landerson counters with a dropkick! Wagner doesn’t go down, but staggers back; Landerson shoots back up to his feet and forward – Wagner swings with a wild clothesline, but Landerson ducks underneath! Landerson springboards off the middle rope and comes back with a crossbody!

Rich Russillo: Wagner caught him – AND SENDS HIM FLYING OVERHEAD WITH A FALLAWAY SLAM!! Landerson’s spine jarring in pain as Wagner gets back to his feet and stalks! Landerson pushes himself back up and turns back towards his opponent AS WAGNER SHOOTS FORWARD AND DRIVES BOTH FEET INTO HIS CHEST WITH A SHOTGUN DROPKICK! THE FORCE SENDING LANDERSON THROUGH THE ROPES AND CRASHING TO THE OUTSIDE!! Landerson is down outside the ring and it looks like he has been hit by a truck!

ONE!… TWO!… THREE!…

James Peter: Surprisingly, Wagner doesn’t follow Landerson outside and keep pressure. Wagner stands in the middle of the ring and watches; it looks like he has no interest in forcing Landerson back into the ring. It’s like he’s seeing if Landerson is willing to get back into the ring and continue to fight. Landerson pushing himself back to his feet and rolls back into the ring; there’s absolutely no quit inside the ultimate underdog, Rich!

Rich Russillo: I think that it may have been smarter to get as far as he possibly could away from Wagner! Landerson pushing himself back to his feet AND WAGNER MEETS HIM WITH A CHEST COLLAPSING CHOP TO THE CHEST! THE IMPACT DROPPING LANDERSON BACK DOWN TO THE CANVAS! I DO NOT BELIEVE I HAVE SEEN A CHOP WITH SUCH BRUTE FORCE! But, still Landerson pushes himself back to his feet! Wagner has him! Wagner sends El Landerson into the corner! Wagner picking up some momentum – but, Landerson cuts him off with a boot the jaw! Wagner staggers back, but quickly shakes out the cobwebs and shoots back forward! Another boot from Landerson! That only seems to enrage Wagner! Landerson grabbing at his chest as he takes a deep breath! Wagner shoots forward for a third time AND THIS TIME LANDERSON STEPS FORWARD AND CATCHES HIM WITH A LOW DROPKICK TO THE KNEE! THE MOMENTUM SENDS WAGNER CRASHING FORWARD INTO THAT MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE!

James Peters: This is Landerson’s opportunity to capitalise! He needs to keep the larger Wagner off his feet! Wagner on one knee in the corner and Landerson fires with a side kick to the jaw! Wagner is down, seated in the corner! Landerson with a hesitation dropkick! Wagner rolls out of the corner and forces himself back up; Landerson can’t let him stand! Wagner is back up as Landerson shoots forwards, looking for that wheelbarrow bulldog – BUT WAGNER COUNTERS AND SENDS LANDERSON OVERHEAD WITH A THROW! LANDERSON LANDS ON HIS FEET! WAGNER TURNS AND LOOKS TO TAKE LANDERSON’S HEAD OFF, BUT LANDERSON TAKES OUT THE KNEE AGAIN! WAGNER DROPS DOWN ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE! LANDERSON HAS OSKAR WAGNER IN PRIME POSITION! NO WAY! SIX, ONE, NINE!!! IT CONNECTS!!!

Rich Russillo: Wagner is still on his feet!

James Peters: But, Landerson doesn’t let that slow him down! Wagner is definitely stunned! Landerson springboards off the middle rope and lands on Wagners shoulders! Hurricanrana! Wagner sent back down onto the middle rope again! SIX!! ONE!! NINE!! ANOTHER TIGER FEINT KICK CONNECTS!!! WAGNER STUMBLES BACK AND DROPS TO A KNEE!!! LANDERSON SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE TOP ROPE!!!

Rich Russillo: WHAT A SHOT! OSKAR WAGNER SHOT BACK UP TO HIS FEET AND TOOK LANDERSON OUT IN MID AIR WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! LANDERSON IS DOWN AND OUT! HE HAS NOT MOVED AN INCH SINCE HITTING THE CANVAS! WAGNER ISN’T FINISHED, DRAGGING LANDERSON BACK UP AND PULLS HIM IN! OSKAR WAGNER POWERS EL LANDERSON UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS!!! POWERBOMB!!! EL LANDERSON EMPHATICALLY DRIVEN BACK DOWN TO THE CANVAS WITH A POWERBOMB!! WAGNER COVERS!!!

ONE!!!!!… TWO!!!!!… THREE!!!!!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

(“Symphony No. 9 – Allegro Con Fuoco (AstraVexuitar Version)” by Antonin Dvorak hits as Oskar Wagner gets back to his feet and stands over the fallen El Landerson. He places both back behind his back and stands proudly.)

Bella Braxton: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH… OSKAR WAAAAAGNEEEEERR!!!

Rich Russillo: El Landerson fought, but the fight in El Landerson was not enough! Impressive win from the debuting Oskar Wagner over the greatest Bhampion that EAW has ever had!

James Peters: I cannot disagree with you there, Rich… that was definitely impressive. That chop to the chest was something nightmares are made off; Wagner isn’t here to play any games. There may be a new force here in EAW if this is anything to go by.

(Voltage cuts to commercial break.)

(Commercial break for Carnival Cruise Line and their new ship, the Mardi Gras! Join EAW legends such as The Woogieman and Landerson, on the Mardi Gras’ inaugural cruise, leaving Port Canaveral in October 2020!)

(Voltage returns from commercial break and cuts to a shot of Captain Charisma walking down the corridor. He is still on his phone, and the tension on his face is clear. Captain Charisma steps around the corner and disappears.)

(The cameras cut to another area of backstage. The New Breed Sovereign, The Visual Prophet, is seen standing with his assistant, Nina, and of course with Veena Adams. If Viz is bothered by his defeat last week at the hands of Malcolm Jones, it doesn’t show. As always, the Sovereign wears the most arrogant of expressions. The entire trio is dressed immaculately, which is really no surprise. Veena is texting away on her phone but after a few seconds, she looks up.)

Veena Adams: I’m still pissed SOSA gifted his fucking jizz bucket MY bracelet. That bracelet seriously cost more money than both of them are worth combined! I get that everyone wishes they could drape themselves in diamonds and luxuries, but not everyone is meant to live like that. The finer things in life are reserved for people like you and I, Vizzy, and the sooner SOSA recognizes his place in the EAW pecking order the better off he will be. There is nothing marketable or even remotely interesting about SOSA and he’s certainly not someone other people can relate too. No one is going to want to turn on their televisions and see a street thug running around with championship gold. No one will ever believe he’s capable of winning the New Breed Championship either. I bet if anything, the casual fan will see SOSA with a championship and make the assumption he stole it. I mean, I would. He’s not the type of person we need representing EAW at all, and I can’t wait to see you get your hands on him at Grand Rampage. You’re going to send SOSA back to the fucking gutter he dragged his ass out of, and I’m going to laugh because that will just prove that SOSA was never a hero. He was never some bright light for the unfortunate people of this world. He is just a fraud, living in a fantasy world and so desperately wanting to be a ‘majesty.’ I bet he can’t even spell the word.

(Veena’s voice is laced with pure hate, which is nothing new for her. She runs her finger down Viz’s chest and flashes him a beautiful smile.)

Veena Adams: You are the only face we need representing Elite Answers Wrestling. There has never been another personality or Elitist that has come into this place and done what you’ve managed to do. You have people begging for matches against you. You have people trying to produce their promo videos like you. You are a trendsetter and a future World Heavyweight Champion, and I’m going to make sure that you continue to get what you deserve, which is the entire world kissing your feet and saying your perfect name. We both know that Matty has it out for you, and if he had his way, you were going to get robbed of a chance to headline Pain for Pride.

(The Visual Prophet lets out a sassy sigh and Nina puts a comforting hand on his arm.)

The Visual Prophet: Lets talk about that. Cap was really going to ‘rig’ Gold Rush in favor of Rexy?

(Veena shrugs, a smug look on her face.)

Veena Adams: I mean, probably. I wouldn’t put it past him. You saw the letter Rex wrote to Matty, BEGGING him to be a better commissioner. Matty will do anything to keep his faves happy and if that means someone like Regular Rex goes to Pain for Pride to face the champion, then that’s what will happen. Not on my watch, Vizzy. Fuck Rex McAllister and everything he stands for. How the fuck can someone who sticks their dick inside Raven Roberts chlamydia ridden snatch be considered worthy of the Voltage Pain for Pride main event? Rex is literally the worst kind of person. He’s is bland and condescending, and we are much better off without him. Honestly, if Darkane could just do us all a favor and murder Rex tonight that would be great. Rex as a deathmatch wrestler is a joke that writes itself. That’s why I made sure this little match of Matty’s would favor Darkane. It would serve Matty right if Rex got killed tonight and couldn’t even go to Grand Rampage.

The Visual Prophet: Well Cap can do whatever he wants to try and cause me to stumble, but my path has never been more clear. If anything, last week proved that I’m in a class of my own. The so-called ‘King of Elite’ was pushed to his limit by yours truly, just like Noah Reigner and Darling Daryl were. The day will come when I pay them back, but now we go forward. SOSA Henderson waits, just begging for me to acknowledge him so he can keep talking his mess from a distance and attempting to play games. I’m sorry he took your bracelet, Veena, and he will pay for that. He will pay for a lot of things and the New Breed Sovereign will reign supreme come Grand Rampage. I will be successful in my title defense and then we will turn our attention to the next one, and to every other one after that. As far as I’m concerned, the New Breed Sovereign will reign forever, and the New Breed Championship will continue to be the most sought after championship in the land of Elite.

Nina: Bae champ forever. Bae will be champ forever.

(A sinister little smile crosses Veena’s face and she licks her lips.)

Veena Adams: Next week, we’re going to deliver that message to SOSA in person. We will be taking a trip to Showdown. And while I don’t ever want my bracelet back, especially since it’s already touched Serena’s disgusting skin, I want SOSA to know that I’m the last person he ever needs to fuck with him. No one comes into my house and takes what’s mine, and he damn sure isn’t going to get away with mocking you, and ridiculing you.

(Viz returns Veena’s smile and nods his head.)

The Visual Prophet: The Face of Empire. The Pulse the Propels Voltage. The Undisputed Savior of Showdown.

Veena Adams: Flawless.

???: I need to speak with you, Veena.

(Veena turns around and sees Captain Charisma walking up to them. The trio immediately tenses up.)

Veena Adams: I’m busy.

Captain Charisma: I don’t care. Now.

(The Visual Prophet steps in front of Veena, which prompts Captain Charisma to raise his eyebrow. Veena tries to hide the smile on her face, but she’s pretty unsuccessful, and holds her hand up.)

Veena Adams: It’s fine. Matty is the boss, so if he wants to talk, I guess him and I shall go talk.

(Captain Charisma rolls his eyes in response, and turns around, walking down the hall and down in the direction of his office. Veena reassures Viz and Nina that everything will be fine before following Captain Charisma. Voltage fades to the ring area. Bella is standing by.)

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

Crowd: ONE FALL!!!

Bella Braxton: AND IT’S TAG TEAM MATCH! THE WINNERS OF THE MATCH WILL BE GOING TO GRAND RAMPAGE FOR AN OPPORTUNITY TO COMPETE FOR THE EAW UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!!!

(‘It Follows’ by Cane Hill blasts to a chorus of boos as Xander Payne walks out to the stage. He waits as ‘Enemy Strike’ by Yuki Hayashi plays, as Myles makes his way down to the crowds excitement.)

Bella Braxton: Making their way to the ring, the team of MYLES AND XANDER PAYYYNNNEE!!!!!

James Peters: These two were picked randomly by Veena Adams due to Voltage’s lack of tag teams. The winner tonight goes to Grand Rampage to compete for the Unified tag team championships currently held by the Jaded Hearts.

Rich Russillo: Yeah, but can they get along? These two are basically enemies, meanwhile, their opponents…

(‘In my mind’ by dynoro and Gigi d’agostino starts playing as The Legion walk down to the ring, accomponied by boos from the crowd.)

Bella Braxton: Making their way to the ring… At a combined weight of 422 pounds.. KYIE DANIELS AND FINN EDWARDS, THHHEEEE LEEGIONNN!!!!!

James Peters: This week the Legion has made a valid point, that Myles and Xander hate each other, and that they don’t even want to be tag champs, they just want to go on an advance their career.

Rich Russillo: That’s true, but can “Golden Payne” prove them wrong?

James Peters: Let’s see.

(Ding! Ding! Ding)

James Peters: The match is underway as Xander and Finn start of- XANDER FLOORS FINN WITH A CLOTHESLINE EARLY ON!!! Finn has just been dropped by Xander, and now Xander puts him in a rear chinlock, looking right at Myles with a cocky grin on his face. Finn struggling to get to his feet, as Xander is able to keep the hold in! Finn though, slowly managing to push back into his corner, AND KYIE GRABS AHOLD OF XANDER!!! The referee now trying to seperate the two, and there’s Finn now with a kick to the midsection!

Rich Russillo: Finn now stomping Xander out in his corner, and there’s a tag to Kyie! Kyie now dragging Xander to his feet, before hitting hard forearms to the jaw, stunning Xander each time! Kyie now with an irish whip, BUT XANDER REVERSES IT, SENDING KYIE INTO HIS CORNER!! Xander now charges in AND HITS A HUGE CLOTHESLINE IN THE CORNER!! Xander now attempts to pick up Kyie, BUT MYLES TAGS HIMSELF IN!!! Xander with a confused look on his face as Myles gets in the ring, stomping right on the midsection of Kyie! Xander and Myles now going back and forth in their corner, and that’s not gonna help them! They need to keep their eyes on the prize!

Xander Payne: What are you doing!? I had him!

James Peters: The two still arguing but KYIE NOW ROLLS MYLES UP!!

ONE!
TWO!!
T-

James Peters: Myles kicks out! Kyie now attempts a running knee but Myles moves out of the way, AND THERE’S A GERMAN SUPLEX!! Just like you said rich, they need to pay attention to what’s important, contendership for those tag titles! Myles approaching Kyie now who’s leaned against the ropes, but Kyie hits Myles with a strike right in the midsection, and now he’s regaining control! Kyie now with a hard right hand, staggering Myles! Kyie attempts a second, but Myles catches the arm, and he responds with one of his own! Kyie now with a forearm, and Myles responds with multiple strikes to the chest, but Myles isn’t done there! There’s a spin kick, and now the knee stri- No! Kyie catches the knee of Myles, AND THERE’S A CODEBREAKER!! CAUSING MYLES TO STUMBLE INTO THE LEGION’S CORNER, AND KYIE NOW MAKES THE TAG TO FINN!!

Rich Russillo: The two pick Myles up now, DOUBLE SUPLEX!! Finn now makes the cover as Kyie exits the ring!

ONE!
TWO!!
THR-

Rich Russillo: MYLES POWERS OUT OF IT!!! Finn now going over to tag Kyie in again, BUT THERE’S XANDER!!! XANDER GRABBED KYIE, AND HE’S HOLDING HIM IN A POWERBOMB POSITION!!! BUT WAIT, KYIE MANAGES TO GET OUT OF IT, AND FINN TAKES BOTH KYIE AND XANDER OUT WITH A SUICIDE DIVE!!! Finn gets back into the ring no- KNEE STRIKE!!! MYLES WITH A KNEE RIGHT TO THE SKULL AS FINN WAS GETTING BACK INTO THE RING!!! Myles to the top rope now, AND HE HITS THE FROG SPLASH!!! MYLES WITH THE COVER!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE-

Rich Russillo: NO!!! FINN KICKS OUT!!! Myles with a frustrated look on his face now as Finn was able to save his spot in the match! Xander is still brawling outside the ring with Kyie though! Neither Myles nor Finn have anyone to tag in, but it looks like Myles doesn’t need to tag out, as he has his eyes darted outside the ring! Myles running the ropes now, AND XANDER GETS OUT OF THE WAY AS MYLES HITS KYIE WITH A TOPE CON HILO!!! AND THERE’S FINN WITH A SECOND SUICIDE DIV- NO!! XANDER JUST CAUGHT HIM WITH A SUPERKICK!!! WOW!!! Myles and Xander just took out the entire Legion, and now Myles rolls Finn back into the ring as Xander gets back onto the apron! Myles now tagging in Xander, AND THERE’S A SUPERKICK TO FINN BY THE PAYNEKILLER, FOLLOWED BY A GERMAN SUPLEX BY MYLES!!!

James Peters: May have been a little knock at one of the teams already in the match at Grand Rampage, The Round Table! Xander now eyeing Finn, BEFORE DROPPING A HUGE SENTON ON HIM!!! Xander now going for the cover!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE-

James Peters: FINN GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!! Xander now dragging Finn to his feet and tries to throw him to the turnbuckles, BUT FINN GETS OUT OF THE WAY, CAUSING XANDER TO CRASH SHOULDER FIRST INTO THEM!!! Finn now, WITH A ROLL UP ON XANDER!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE-

James Peters: XANDER KICKS OUT OF IT THIS TIME, BUT FINN NOW WITH THE DISHONOR!!! THE KNEE CONNECTS TO XANDER’S HEAD, AND NOW THERE’S ANOTHER COVER BY FINN!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!-

James Peters: AND XANDER ONCE AGAIN GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!! Finn backs up into his corner as Kyie was able to make it back up, and now Finn makes the tag! Kyie now eyeing Xander as he slowly makes his way to his feet, AND NOW KYIE CHARGES IN!!! THE AK47- NO, XANDER REVERSES IT!!! KYIE TURNS AROUND NOW, RIGHT INTO A STUNNER BY XANDER!!! Kyie now dropping into the corner, but Xander isn’t done! He charges in, AND HE HIT- NO!!! XANDER MISSES THE CANNONBALL!!! Kyie now jumping out onto the apron as Xander hesitantly gets to his feet! Kyie now, WITH A SPRINGBOARD KNEE STRIKE!!! Xander’s down to one knee, as Kyie runs the ropes! Kyie runs in, AND HE’S MET WITH A LARIAT!!! Xander now throwing Kyie to the ropes! POP UP POWER- NO, HURRICANRANA!!! SENDING XANDER INTO HIS OWN CORNER, BUT MYLES TAGS HIMSELF IN!!!

Rich Russillo: Myles now to the top rope! DIVING METEORA!!! MYLES NOW CHARGING RIGHT AT FINN BY THE APRON!! BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE, KNOCKING THE MIDLAND KILLER RIGHT OUTSIDE!!! Myles now eyeing Kyie who’s getting to his feet, AND THERE’S A SECOND KNEE, DROPPING KYIE!!! Myles now picking Kyie up, AND THERE’S A POWERBOMB!!! MYLES LIFTS HIM BACK UP THOUGH!!! SIT-OUT POWERBOMB THIS TIME, AND THERE’S THE COVER BY MYLES!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!-

Rich Russillo: KYIE GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!! Myles now, dragging Kyie back to his feet, as he lifts him up into a Canadian Rack! BUT KYIE FIGHTS OUT OF IT, BEFORE MANAGING TO GET BEHIND MYLES!! Kyie now, WITH A SUPERKICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!! Kyie not going for the cover, instead he’s waiting for Myles to get back to his feet as he takes time to catch his breath! Myles slowly gets to one knee, AND KYIE NAILS HIM WITH ANOTHER SUPERKICK, THIS TIME RIGHT IN THE JAW!!! KYIE NOW ONCE AGAIN GOING FOR THE COVER, BUT I THINK THIS TIME THIS MIGHT BE OVER!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!-

Rich Russillo: MOONSAULT!!!! HOW DID HE DO THAT!?!? XANDER JUST HIT A MOONSAULT ON KYIE, BREAKING UP THE PIN!!! BUT HERE COMES FINN, THROWING XANDER OUT THE- NO!! XANDER REVERSES, AND THROWS FINN OUT OF THE RING INSTEAD!! XANDER NOW RUNNING THE ROPES, AND THERE’S A TOPE CON HILO, THIS TIME BY THE PAYNEKILLER!!!

James Peters: Xander has just taken out both himself and Finn! Kyie now trying to get a knee, BUT MYLES!! MYLES WITH A CROSSFACE!!! MYLES JUST LOCKED IN A CROSSFACE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!! THERE’S NOWHERE TO GO!!! IS KYIE GONNA TAP!?!? KYIE TRYING TO PULL MYLES’ ARM OFF OF HIM, BUT I DON’T THINK HE CAN!! WAIT!! HE’S DOING IT!! KYIE MANAGES TO RIP MYLES ARMS FROM HIS FACE, AND NOW HE ESCAPES THE HOLD, ROLLING OUT OF THE RING!!! Myles follows behind though, and the two now start brawling at ringside! Kyie gets the better of Myles though, AS HE SENDS HIM INTO THE STEEL STEPS!!! Kyie dragging Myles back to his feet, AND THROWS HIM, THIS TIME INTO THE BARRICADE!!! THE REFEREE ON A COUNT OF TWO!!!

Referee: 3!… 4!…

James Peters: Kyie throwing Myles into the ring now, AND XANDER FROM BEHIND!! THROWING KYIE INTO THE BARRICADE HIMSELF!!! HE LIFTS HIM UP NOW!! OH MY GOD!!! POWERBOMB ONTO THE APRON!!! XANDER ROLLING HIM INTO THE RING NOW, COME ON MYLES, GET TO THE COVER!!!

Rich Russillo: MYLES CRAWLING TO THE COVER!!! AND THERE IT IS, TO GO TO GRAND RAMPAGE!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

Rich Russillo: FINN PULLED THE REF!!! FINN PULLED THE REFEREE OUT OF THE RING JUST WHEN THIS MATCH WAS GONNA END!!! FINN NOW ARGUING WITH HIM, BUT LOOK IN THE RING!!! KYIE JUST LOW BLOWED MYLES!!! THE REFEREE WAS DISTRACTED, AND NOW KYIE WITH THE COVER AS FINN RUNS BACK TO HIS OWN CORNER!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE-

Rich Russillo: MYLES SURVIVES!!! Kyie is furious!! Kyie now stomping out the Soldier, and now he throws Myles into the corner, before charging right at him with a knee- NO!! MYLES GETS OUT OF THE WAY, AND HE STOMPS OUT KYIE IN HIS CORNER!!!! Myles now with the tag to Xander, and Xander drops Kyie onto his knee! Myles runs in now, WOW!! THE JADED HEARTS’ BEAUTY KILLER!!! IT CONNECTS!!! XANDER WITH THE COVER, AS MYLES TRIES TO STOP FINN!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE-

Rich Russillo: NO!! FINN MANAGED TO SHOVE MYLES INTO XANDER, BREAKING UP THE PIN!!! THIS MATCH IS STILL ON!!! XANDER ARGUING WITH MYLES, AND THERE’S FINN NOW, THROWING MYLES OUT OF THE RING!!! BUT XANDER, STUNNER TO FINN!!! WAIT, KYIE ROLLING XANDER UP, BUT XANDER IMMEDIATELY GETS OUT OF IT!!!

James Peters: Xander backing up towards the ropes as Kyie charges at him! POP UP POWERBOMB!!! THAT’S IT, THE COVER NOW BY XANDER!!!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Bella Braxton: Here are your winners… MYLES AND XANDER PAAYYYNNNEEE!!!!!!

James Peters: THEY ACTUALLY DID IT!! “GOLDEN PAYNE” IS GOING TO GRAND RAMPAGE!!!

Rich Russillo: They may not be the best of friends but they managed to get the job done! Myles and Xander Payne are coming for those. Unified tag titles!

(‘It Follows’ by Cane Hill blasts as Xander Payne has his hand raised by the referee. Myles enters the ring and has his hand raised on the opposite side of Xander, as the two look at each other with a sigh of relief.)

(Voltage fades to commercial break.)

(Commercial break for peanut butter featuring bananas. Is there anything better than peanut butter spread on top of bananas? Don’t tell jelly, though. She might get pissed.)

(We return from a commercial break to find the ring dressed for the upcoming presidential State of the Union address from President Jackson Blayde. The ring ropes have dressed in red white and blue and the apron has been changed to one that says ‘Blaydemerica’. Inside of ring, a podium has ben set up as well as a chair for the first lady. All of the attention is taken off of this set up when Rick Derringer’s “Real American” begins to play over the sound system. Bella Braxton has stood up from her position at ringside, given a special introduction to read for this event.)

Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen of Blaydemerica, please rise to your feet – put a hand over your heart and salute to YOUR PRESIDENT .. The NationaL Elite champion of the EAW – and the champion of your hearts – accompanied this evening by the First Lady of Blaydemerica, Jazmin Garcia — please welcome JACKSON BLAYDE!

(The chorus of the song is just beginning when Jazmin Garcia emerges from the backstage area, dressed elegantly and carrying the National Elite championship cradled against her chest. Just seconds pass before Jackson Blayde follows her out, also dressed properly in a navy blue suit that makes his orange skin pop. The President, the National Elite champion, stands on the top of the ramp – his arms spread out to his sides, soaking in the reaction of the crowd – which was primarily boos. He dropped his arms just seconds later and began his descent down the ramp with Jazmin following him closely. Once at the ring, Jackson opens the ropes for Jazmin to enter – like a true gentleman – and then enters himself. He parades around the ring, making sure all of his loyal Blaydemericans get a good sight of their President, before he takes his place behind his podium. Jazmin has placed the National Elite championship on the podium, and then has taken her seat. Crossing one leg over the other and smiling up at Jackson as he stands silent, palms placed flat on the podium. The music dies down, and Jackson begins.)

Jackson Blayde: Ladies and gentlemen of Blaydemerica, thank you for attending this special State of the Union Address. As the leader of the most dominant Nation in the entire world, unmatched and unrivaled, it honors me to stand before each and every one of you – looking out at all of your…

(Jackson looks around.)

Jackson Blayde: Stupid little faces, because it reminds me that I truly am the best looking person on this entire planet. I’m certainly better looking than a Gremlin that’s running around here with a scraggly beard – and I’m certainly better looking than an fat kid who turned to anorexia with a stupid comb over, like a combination of a teenage before puberty and an old man with that hairstyle. And more importantly than better looking, I am the better man all around – more specifically? The better wrestler. This title right here – it proves that. I am the greatest National Elite champion to have ever graced this company. Better than Rex McAllister. Better than the disgraceful Marr and Kinkade. Better than POP, Pizza Boy, and the list goes on and on. I am heads and shoulders above all of those people, and I have yet to even reach my peak! That is why I am the National Elite champion, and someone like Jack Ripley – a foul mouthed failure on Dynasty. Kicked out of the One Percent because he’s NOT the top one percent of anything, except the loser’s column. Lost his job over there and was brought over to Voltage by Matt Daniels – who’s a complete joke of a commissioner anyway – to do what? Deepen our roster? Great. Add another loser with Woogieman, Landerson, Noah Reigner and so on. Jack Ripley should have been allowed to sulk his way to the unemployment line, he would have fit right in line with all of you losers here in Dallas. Collecting a welfare cheque while he sits at home and does nothing with himself. His own sister left him! That is how you know that this guy is nothing but a pathetic loser, his own family wants nothing to do with him … sort of like all of you people.”

(The Dallas crowd rains down boos very, very loudly. If they were allowed, they would probably even throw garbage into the ring at him.)

Jackson Blayde: You may boo me, but you cannot deny that I am right. Just like I am right when I say – look at the current state of Voltage. It is a travesty. We have a man, a hundred and eighty pound man, as our World Heavyweight champion. He’s a string bean, a twig that I could snap in my bare hands. The talent level is abysmal – it’s a wonder why still have a Television deal, let alone why we’re even still a brand in this company. The only saving grace that Voltage has, is me. I am the man that makes this brand the most must-see attraction in the entire company. Dynasty? Who the hell do they even have on their roster? Empire? Doesn’t count at all, not even in the same discussion. Showdown? Minor league compared to what I bring to the table. I am the reason that Voltage stands at the top of the EAW, and it is me alone. In order to solidify this brand as the top, in order to carry our dominance forward, things have to change – ladies and gentleman. We simply cannot have former tag team wrestlers wasting our time while they try to reinvent themselves as something that they simply are not. So just as I have lead the world into change as the President of Blaydemerica, I will lead the EAW to change as the leader of Voltage. And I’ll be damned if someone like Jack Ripley comes here, on my show, and takes away my championship. There hasn’t been one moment in the entirety of his career that validates him as a contender to my championship, we all know that. He doesn’t deserve the chance, he doesn’t deserve the opportunity. He doesn’t even deserve his spot on the roster, but our soft as baby shit Commissioner fell into the trap of poor, pitiful Jack who lost his job. That’s the matter with the country of America, and this company altogether. Too many people expecting HANDOUTS when they can’t make ends-meet. Not anymore! I’m going to change that. I’m going to make an EXAMPLE out of Jack Ripley, showing everyone in that locker room – in this company – and the world that, that kind of attitude isn’t tolerated anymore. I’m going to make an EXAMPLE out of Jack Ripley, showing that pathetic LOSERS don’t have a place in this world anymore. We’re changing for the better, and we have to cut off the dead weight. After Grand Rampage, Jack Ripley will no longer be a part of my brand. He will not exist in this company, period.”

???: “Would you please just shut the fuck up?”

(Jackson’s head snapped in direction to the stage, where he see’s Jack Ripley emerging from behind the curtain. Jackson immediately grows furious.)

Jackson Blayde: GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE, THIS IS MY PRESIDENTIAL ADDRESS..

Jack Ripley: I don’t think what I said sunk into that oversized melon of yours. I said… shut the fuck up.

(The crowd cheered, beginning chants of “Shut the fuck up” followed by five consecutive claps.)

Jack Ripley: I was just back there and I couldn’t help but to overhear you out here, and I felt compelled to come and just tell you to shut your mouth. You stand down there in your stupid looking suit, looking like an oversized oompa loompa going to an interview for a new career – standing behind that podium like a grade-A douchebag – talking all of this shit about being the leader of Voltage, and going to establish changes, but who exactly are you Jackson? You can trash talk my tag team legacy – that’s right, LEGACY – but what do you have? A championship where you haven’t faced any real competition? And when you have, you came within inches of losing it. Who are you? Just some fucking goof who thanks his lucky stars at night that he’s managed to snake his way into a title picture thanks to Osamu vanishing off of the face of the earth. You’re just some kid playing make believe, pretending to be a president, while the rest of us are legitimately busting our asses and working hard in that ring. You get to skate by with these ‘challenges’ you’ve faced, thinking that those cheap wins of yours gives you some credibility with that championship. Rattling off names of past champions that you’re supposedly ‘better’ than. I call bullshit on all of that, Jacky boy. Just like I’m standing here right now calling bullshit on your entire title reign..

(Jack said with a smirk, finally beginning to move down the ramp at a slow pace. Jazmin has stood to her feet and stares at Jack with an unimpressed look. Jackson has removed his suit jacket and is shouting at Jack.)’

Jack Ripley: I can tell you that I’m not the only one in the back that’s tired of your racist remarks, your overall shitty attitude, and this Blaydemerica shit that you make us all sit through. We get it. You’re rich. You’re the National Elite champion. You’re orange. .. All of these are facts we all know, and we don’t need to hear it anymore. The way you went about your business with Farrell was pathetic. You set the bar real low for champions with your actions and attitude, and as much as we would have all loved to see Farrell slap the living shit out of you at Tempest – I’m kind of glad that he didn’t. Why? So I could have the chance to.

(Jackson threatens Jack to enter the ring as he approaches.)

Jack Ripley: If real-life politics wasn’t bad enough with a cheeto of a president, pushing his racist agenda and dividing our great nation; we have a mirror image of events happening in this company, in this division. What’s next Jacky, are you going to build a wall around you to protect yourself and that championship?

(Jackson stops and thinks for a moment. ‘Not a bad idea’.)

Jack Ripley: Well, just like in real life – that wall isn’t going to happen, and you will be impeached from your role as ‘president’ long after you should have been. You’ve made nothing but enemies in this company and in this division, but while you’ve managed to slither your way out of, or away from competition like the snake that you are – you’re not going to get out of this one. You’re not going to get away from me, because as much as you want to discredit me – as much as you want to belittle me, you know deep down that I am the toughest challenger that you’ve ever had. No offense to Farrell, or any of the other guys before him, but there’s a reason why I have a legacy in this company. And that reason is because I am one of the very best in that ring. I go in, every week, and leave my sweat, blood and tears in that ring – leaving everything that I have while people like you rely on little skanks like her to help you out along the way.

(Jack now moving up the steps and into the ring. Jazmin has taken this opportunity to grab the National Elite championship and then slip away incase things break down, and it’s likely they will. Jackson’s shirt is untucked and unbuttoned now. He’s ready to go…)

Jack Ripley: Jackson, to be blunt, you’re a disgrace. A disgrace to this company, to this brand, to THAT TITLE – and that is precisely why I’m going to take it from you. I can assure you, I haven’t fallen off, I haven’t lost my step or my edge over the years – and you’re going to find that out as soon as we step into the ring with each other. That is, if you don’t tuck your tail between your legs and run back to suck on Willy Wonka’s dick before taking it in your chocolate factory, little bitch.”

(Jack tosses up the microphone, flipping it before it crashes to the mat with a thud. He and Jackson step into one another. Chest to chest, face to face. Jackson mouths a few things toward Jack before shoving him away. Jack stumbles but catches himself. Before he could react and lunge toward Jackson, Jackson moves back and slips out of the ring. Jackson meets Jazmin on the bottom of the ramp, where he takes his championship away from her.)

Jackson Blayde (Off-Mic): Take a good look at this. You will NEVER have this. You’re not GOOD enough to even touch it. You’re PATHETIC. Go back to Vegas where you belong.

(Jack stands in the ring, leaning against the ropes and shaking his head. Jackson raises the championship high in the air while he and Jazmin backpedal their way up the ramp before exiting through the curtain. Voltage cuts to commercial break.)

(Commercial break for PNC Bank. Despite the fact that their mobile app is sometimes pure trash, PNC Bank is there for all your banking needs.)

(Voltage returns from break and briefly focuses on Jack Ripley, who is still in the ring. Bella is also the ring, ready to announce the next match of the night.)

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

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Bella Braxton: ALREADY IN THE RING… FROM LAS VEGAS, NEVADA… WEIGHING IN AT 202 POUNDS… HE IS THE STRAIGGHTT SHOOOOTERR!! JAAAACKKKKKK RIPPPPPPLEEEEYYY!!!!!

(Jack is greeted by a thunderous reaction from the crowd! After the cheers for Jack die down, ‘Crazy Train’ by Ozzy Osbourne blasts through the speaker along with a huge pop. Korey Gaines steps on the stage, soaking in the energy from the crowd.)

Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT… FROM OKLAHOMA CITY, OKLAHOMA, WEIGHING IN AT 170 POUNDS… KORREEEEYYY GAINES!!!!

Rich Russillo: Last week, Korey Gaines was granted the opportunity to participate in the Grand Rampage and also a future opportunity at The Visual Prophet’s EAW New Breed Championship. This guy has proved that he deserves these opportunities presented to him and tonight he will prove it to his opponent Jack Ripley, hopefully defeating him to have momentum going into Grand Rampage.

(Korey hypes himself up a bit before getting into the ring, and stretching out his arms. As usual, Jack Ripley is all business on the other side.)

James Peters: There is a reason why Jack Ripley calls himself The Straight Shooter, he is one of the most dangerous men in the world of professional wrestling. What people continue to underestimate is his superkick finisher. These days, we have the superkick being commonly used, but Jack Ripley’s Superkick isn’t just the generic type. His superkick is the most devastating in the game and he was proven that by putting people away and that is what Korey Gaines needs to watch out for.

( DING! DING! DING! )

Rich Russillo: The referee has signalled for the bell and both men immediately participating in a collar-and-elbow tie up, a move we have familiarized with. With the hold still intact, Ripley is now shoving Korey towards the corner of the ring, attempting to trap him!

James Peters: The referee beginning to count to five as Ripley traps him in the corner. Ripley slowly making his way out of the corner as Korey charges into him! Ripley misses the clothesline attempt as Gaines circles around his waist! GERMAN SUPLEX!!!! NO!! Ripley slaps his wrists off, releasing the waist hold, grabbing his head and taking it down! Headlock applied as Gaines uses his legs to trap Ripley’s head. Gaines looking for a headscissor hold but RIPLEY KIPS-UP OUT OF IT!!!

Rich Russillo: Gaines resting on his back as Ripley runs into the ropes. Gaines jumps down while Ripley hops over him, running back into the ropes! HURRICANRANA!! RIPLEY WITH A HURRICANRANA BUT GAINES FLIPS ONTO HIS FEET!!! BUT RIPLEY WITH A DROPKICK, SENDING HIM OUT OF THE RING!!!

James Peters: Gaines should’ve capitalized instead of patting himself on the back for flipping right out of that hurricanrana and now Ripley is going to make him pay as he runs the ropes! HE SOARS!!! SUICIDE DIVE!! GAINES’ BACK GOES CRASHING INTO BARRICADE FROM THE IMPACT OF THE SUICIDE DIVE!!! BUT HE ISN’T DONE YET!!

Rich Russillo: Ripley going for another suicide dive as he slides into the ring, running the ropes!!! HE SOARS AGAIN!!! AND GOES CRASHING INTO THE BARRICADE HEAD FIRST!! OH MY GOD!!! Gaines stepped away, causing Ripley to sink into the barricade and he couldn’t even protect himself from the impact.

James Peters: Both men have made severe mistakes in the past minute. Gaines rolls Ripley into the ring, stepping onto the apron and jumping onto the ropes! SPRINGBOARD!!! ELBOW DROP!!! IT CONNECTSS!! COVER!!

ONE…
TW-

Rich Russillo: Ripley kicks out! Korey Gaines has to implement more damage onto Jack Ripley if he wants to get a successful pinfall. Gaines pulls Ripley up to his feet, irish whips him into the ropes! Gaines ducks his head down, but Ripley WITH A KICK!!! GAINES GRABS HIS LEG, LIFTING HIM UP AS RIPLEY IS FORCED TO BACKFLIP, LANDING ONTO HIS KNEES!! ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE EAR OF RIPLEY!! COVER!

ONE…
TW-

James Peters: Another kick out that barely makes it past the one count! Gaines quickly on the move, forcing Ripley into the corner as he sends a roundhouse kick to his chest. AND CONTINUES WITH MORE OF THEM, A FLURRY OF ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE CHEST OF JACK RIPLEY!!!

Rich Russillo: The crowd buzzing as Gaines takes a step back, powering his leg up for the last kick! ROUNDHOUSE KICK!! NO!! RIPLEY CATCHES IT, HOLDING ONTO IT AS HE HOISTS HIM UP IN A POWERBOMB!! HE RUNS INTO THE OTHER CORNER!!!! BUT GAINES HOPS OVER HIS SHOULDERS, LANDING ONTO HIS FEET AS RIPLEY TURNS AROUND!!

James Peters: GAINES WITH A SHOTGUN KICK THAT SENDS RIPLEY INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!! Gaines now running into the other corner and back!f SUPERKICK!!! YOU’LL FLOAT TOO FROM RIPLEY AS GAINES STUMBLES TO HIS KNEES!!! RIPLEY NOW IS RUNNING THE ROPES!! ANOTHER SUPERKICK!! NO!!!

Rich Russillo: Gaines ducks the superkick, running past him and SPRINGBOARDING OFF THE ROPES, BACKFLIPPING ONTO RIPLEY!! RIPLEY CATCHES HIM IN MID AIR!!! HE HAS HIM IN AN OKLAHOMA POSITION!!! HE RUNS WITH HIM INTO THE CORNER!! LAWWNNN D- DDT!! GAINES DRILLED HIM WITH THE DDT OUT OF NOWHERE!!!!

James Peters: Gaines now is quickly climbing up the turnbuckles, he is looking to end the match! IMPLODING 450 POSITION!!! BUT RIPLEY GRABS HIS FOOT!! AND YANKS IT OFF THE TURNBUCKLES, MAKING GAINES GO CRASHING INTO THE APRON!!! Ripley now running the ropes! SUICIDE DIVE!!! IT CONNECTS AS HE QUICKLY GRABS HIM AND PUSHES HIM INTO THE SQUARED CIRCLE!!

Rich Russillo: Gaines slowly getting up to his feet as Ripley grips the ropes, standing on the apron as HE JUMPS OVER IT!! SLINGSHOT DDT!! HE DRILLS HIM INTO THE CANVAS!!

ONE..
TWO….

Rich Russillo: GAINES GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!!! Jack Ripley thought that Slingshot DDT would put him away, frustrated as he begins to climb up the turnbuckles with his back faced towards the body of Gaines.

James Peters: MOONSAULT!! NO!!! RIPLEY LANDS ON HIS FEET AS HE CHARGES BACK INTO GAINES, WHO IS AT THE CORNER!!! GAINES WITH A KICK!! BUT RIPLEY HOLDS ONTO HIS FOOT, SPINNING HIM INTO THE ROPES, HANGING HIM FROM IT AS HE JUMPS ONTO HIM!! BACKSTABBER!! BACKSTABBER CONNECTS AS HE GOES FOR THE COVER!!

ONE..
TWO..
TH-

Rich Russillo: KICK OUT!!! Frustrating now beginning to sink as Ripley aggressively picks him off the canvas, VERTICAL SUPLEX!! NO!!! GAINES FLIPS OVER HIS HEAD, LANDING ONTO HIS FEET AS RIPLEY RUNS INTO HIM!!! Gaines dodges him, making Ripley go into the corner! Gaines charges into him, BUT RIPLEY WITH A DEVASTATING SHOULDER STRIKE TO THE JAW OF GAINES, MAKING HIM GO STUMBLING BACKWARDS!!

James Peters: Ripley now on the sitting on the top turnbuckle, sizing Gaines up! HE SOARS!! TORNADO D- BLUE THUNDER BOMB!!! OH MY GOD!! WHAT A SEAMLESS TRANSITION FROM THE TORNADO DDT INTO A BLUE THUNDER BOMB!!

ONE…
TWO..
THR-

James Peters: RIPLEY GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!!! Ripley was looking for a Tornado DDT, but Gaines used the spinning momentum to counter it into a Blue Thunder Bomb that almost secured the win for him. Gaines on the apron as Ripley is on his knees! GAINES ROLLS THROUGH THE ROPES!! JUMPING UP ONTO RIPLEY!! RIPLEY WITH A KNEE, SHATTERING THE JAW OF GAINES!! A KNEE STRIKE THAT KNOCKS HIM OUT COLD AS HE QUICKLY GETS UP ONTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!! HERE IT IS!! MOOOOONSAULT!!! IT CONNECTSS!!!

ONE…
TWO…
THRE-

Rich Russillo: GAINES POWERS OUT!!! RIPLEY IS LIVID!!! Gaines rolls out to the apron as Ripley asks the referee if he was sure it wasn’t THREE!! Ripley more and more frustrated and he must keep his composure if he wants to win this match! Ripley now grabbing the ropes as Gaines, on the apron, gets up to his feet! HE JUMPS OVER IT!! SLINGSHOT DDT!! NO!!!! GAINES HOLDS ONTO HIM WAS RIPLEY WAS LOOKING FOR THE SLINGSHOT DDT ONTO THE APRON, A DDT THAT WOULD’VE ENDED THIS MATCH!!

James Peters: GAINES LIFTS HIM UP IN A SUPLEX!!!! BUT RIPLEY FLIPS OVER HIM, LANDS ONTO HIS FEET AND PUSHES GAINES INTO THE RINGPOST!! BUT GAINES STEPS UP ONTO THE TURNBUCKLES, FLIPPING BACKWARDS!! LANDS BEHIND RIPLEY!!!! INVERTED DDT INTO THE APRON!! JESUS!!!

Rich Russillo: Gaines rolls Ripley into the ring before he climbs up the turnbuckles! HE IS PERCHED ATOP!!! OKIEEEEE DOKIEE!!!! THE 450 SPLASH ON RIPLEY CONNECTS!!

ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!!

Rich Russillo: HE KICKS OUT!!! RIPLEY KICKS OUT OF THE 450 SPLASH!!! GAINES NOW ARGUING WITH THE REFEREE TOO, SHOCKED AT HOW THAT WASN’T A THREE COUNT AS WELL!! GAINES TURNS AROUND!! SUPERKICK!!!!!

James Peters: NO!! GAINES GRABBED HIS FOOT, SPINNING HIM AROUND!!! SUPERKICK FROM GAINES, SENDING RIPLEY OUT TO RINGSIDE!!! Gaines now quickly taking advantage of this, stepping through the ropes and onto the apron, jumping onto the ropes! SPRINGBOARDING BACKWARDS!!! MOONSAULT!!!!!!!!

Rich Russillo: RIPLEY CAUGHT HIM!! RIPLEY CAUGHT HIM AS HE HAS HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS AT THE END OF THE RAMP! RUNNING INTO THE APRON!! LAWN DART INTO THE APRON!!! GAINES IS OUT!!! RIPLEY SEIZING THE MOMENT, PUSHING HIM INTO THE RING AND CLIMBING THE TURNBUCKLES!!

James Peters: Ripley at the top, overseeing the unconscious Korey Gaines!! HE SOARS!! BELIEEEVEE ITTT ORR NOTT!!!!! SHOOTING STAR PRESS ONTO KOREY GAINES!!! THIS IS IT!!

ONE…
TWO…
THREE!!!!

James Peters: AOKDPAWKDPOAWKDPAWKPKAODW!! WHAT THE FUCK!?!?! GAINES GOT HIS SHOULDER UP!!! GAINES JUST WENT THROUGH A LAWN DART INTO THE APRON AND A SHOOTING STAR PRESS AND HE IS STILL IN THIS MATCH!!! JACK RIPLEY IN THE FACE OF THE REFEREE!!! HE IS JUST AS SHOCKED AS WE ARE!!

Rich Russillo: LOOK AT THIS!! Korey Gaines is on his feet, telling Ripley to give it all he has, like he hasn’t suffered a scratch from this match! KOREY CHARGES INTO RIPLEY!! YOU’LL FLOAT TOO TO THE JAW OF KOREY GAINES!! KOREY STAGGERING AROUND THE RING!! SUPERKICK TO THE BACK OF KOREY’S HEAD!!! YOU’LL FLOAT TOO TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD AS RIPLEY SIGNALS FOR THE END!!! LOOKING FOR HIS VERTEBREAKER!!

James Peters: Here comes the Ripple Effect and here comes the finish to this match! He hooks him up! BUT KOREY GETS OUT OF IT, PUSHING KOREY OUT OF THE RING FROM THE BEHIND!! HOW IN THE WORLD!?!??! RIPLEY SPLATTERED ONTO RINGSIDE AND NOW KOREY RUNS THE ROPES!! HOW IS HE STILL DOING THIS!??!?! MOONSAULT PLANCHAAAAAA!!!

Rich Russillo: Korey shoves him into the squared circle, staying on the apron!

Korey Gaines (off mic): GET UP!!!!

Rich Russillo: Korey Gaines with his heart, soul, and resilience has led him to this moment! Can Korey Gaines put Jack Ripley away!?!?! Jack Ripley is three thirds across the ring, Korey Gaines jumps onto the ropes. WHAT IN THE HELL!??!?! HE SPRINGBOARDS OFF, SOARING INTO RIPLEY!!!!

James Peters: SUPERKICK!!!! YOU’LL FLOAT TOO IN MID AIR!!! COVER!!

ONE…
TWO….
THREE!!!!!

( DING! DING! DING! )

( ‘Stitch’ by Wage War hits to a deafening ovation as Jack Ripley stays collapsed onto Korey Gaines after the magnificent counter )

James Peters: Korey Gaines made us a believer. Korey Gaines made us believe in him after the numerous times he got his shoulder up, shocking the system, but it wasn’t enough to put Jack Ripley away.

Rich Russillo: There is no doubt that Jack Ripley just faced one of his greatest challenges to date and that man is known as Korey Gaines. We thought it was over when Korey endured not just one superkick, two superkicks, but he managed to fight through all that pain, send Ripley out of the ring and fly and perform an awe-inspiring moonsault plancha onto Jack Ripley!

James Peters: But, here is when Korey Gaines made a huge mistake. Jack Ripley was literally across the ring, it was impossible for Korey Gaines to connect with anything, but he was determined to put Ripley away, doing what he can, but he was met with a You’ll Float Too Superkick as he flew down and that is what costed him. What is important of them all is that Korey Gaines put Jack Ripley to the limit. Congratulations to Jack Ripley!

(One last shot of Jack Ripley celebrating his victory is shown, before the camera cuts to the backstage area.)

(Backstage, the camera cuts to Captain Charisma’s office. Captain Charisma and Veena are inside and neither one of them are sitting down. Captain Charisma looks incredibly angry, but Veena has managed to keep her expression pretty neutral.)

Captain Charisma: I want to know why you went behind my back and got the Gold Rush tournament cancelled.

Veena Adams: What are you even talking about, Matty? I would never do something that could hurt any of these Voltage kings.

Captain Charisma: We’re both going to cut the bullshit right now. I know for a fact you went behind my back and got the tournament cancelled because you were pissed I put The Visual Prophet in an exhibition match against Malcolm Jones. I’m not stupid and I know just how the mind of an Adams works. You are very vindictive people, and will always stoop to the lowest of lows to make sure you prove a point, or to get your way. While I expected some kind of tantrum from you in regards to what happened at Tempest, what I did not expect is just how low you would go. To question my integrity and make the bold accusation that I would fix a tournament in favor of Rex McAllister is a slap to my face, and to absolutely everything Voltage stands for. Since you returned and showed up here, it’s been one problem after another with you, and quite frankly, I’m sick of dealing with it, Veena.

(Veena practically rolls her eyes to the back of her head.)

Veena Adams: I have no idea what you’re even talking about. I had nothing to do with your little tournament getting cancelled. I can’t help it if the board decided it wasn’t something they wanted to see this year. My uncle is the one who decided to cancel it. I had nothing to do with it. We all got the same email from him.

Captain Charisma: Well all got the same email YOU sent from his account. Ryan is laid up somewhere thanks to Theron Nikolas and the Queen’s Court. He’s not even working right now, and I confirmed that with HRDO. The board were all just as surprised about Gold Rush being cancelled as I was. You have been trying your damnedest to sabotage me and this brand since you got here. Changing matches, making your own, adding absolutely ridiculous stipulations to current ones just to endanger the lives of the people who go out there each week and pour their heart and soul into their performances. Effectively immediately, you are fired from your role as my assistant. Your services are no longer needed. While I can’t stop you from hanging around The Visual Prophet, just know that whatever power you think you have is gone.

(Veena opens her mouth to reply, but there aren’t any words that come out. The blonde huffs for a few minutes, before spinning on her heels and storming out the door. She stalks down the hallway, and pauses. After thinking things over for a few seconds, she turns around and storms back towards Captain Charisma’s office.)

Veena Adams: You are going to be real fucking sorry you did this, Matty. Mark my words. Whenever Uncle Ryan is back and accepting phone calls, or doing whatever the fuck it is he does on a daily basis, he is going to give me my job back and he will give me more power than you could ever imagine. No one fucks with me and gets away with it, and I will make sure you live to regret this. There will be hell to pay for you, and for everyone else who has ever pissed me off or done something to annoy me. I was willing to work with you, but since you want to get messy, lets get fucking messy. I’m going to take this brand from you, and when I do, I pity every single person you have ever showed any type of kindness towards. That means every fucking moron who wrestles for this show, and every single cunt whore who gets inside the ring will feel the full effect of the power I have over them. But you know something? Nothing is going to be more satisfying than firing you and having Vizzy beat the fuck out of you and throw you out of this building. I’m a fucking Adams, Matty. Test me not, you dumb fuck.

(Veena takes a moment to calm herself down, before flashing Captain Charisma a brilliant smile. She lifts her chin and takes her leave, leaving Captain Charisma to think about what she just said. Captain Charisma just shakes his head. Voltage fades to commercial break.)

(Commercial break for Goodyear tires featuring reigning NASCAR Champion, Joey Logano and EAW Elitist, The Woogieman. Goodyear tires are the official tires of NASCAR, as well as the choice tire for former Big Bhris Bhampion and legend, The Woogieman.)

(Voltage returns from commercial break and cuts to the backstage area. Sofia Clarke is standing by with Daryl Kinkade. Daryl doesn’t look all that impressed that Sofia would stop him right before he’s about to make his entrance. Daryl’s match with Lethal Consequences is next.)

Sofia Clarke: Daryl, I know you’re moments away from walking to the ring and facing Lethal Consequences, but do you have anything to say about the Grand Rampage preview challenge Drake King threw down to you last night on Showdown?!

(Daryl looks at Sofia and just shakes his head.)

Daryl Kinkade: Do I have anything to say? Well, I have plenty to say about it. I have plenty to say about a lot of shit right now, but I’m about to step inside the ring with the number one contender to the World Heavyweight Championship. Crazy how Noah Reigner has never been able to defeat me himself, but I’m not given an opportunity to face off against him for the championship. No matter what I do, or who I beat, I’ll never be that guy I guess, because management doesn’t see the value in me. They STILL look at guys like Rex McAllister as the standard bearer when it comes to championship caliber competitors. That’s bollocks, Sofia, especially when I’m the man who gets into the ring and continues to get these big time victories. Where’s my contendership match? Better yet, where’s my championship shot? I bet when I defeat LC tonight, I still won’t get recognized or seen as a world championship caliber athlete. It’s honestly the most ridiculous thing. That’s why I’m putting everything I have into my match tonight, and into Grand Rampage. When I win Grand Rampage, my ticket to Pain for Pride is stamped. I’ll be in the main event and who even knows who I’m going to face? It may be Noah Reigner. It may be Lethal Consequences. I’m about to have positive results against both of them. And I guess if Drake King is dumb enough to want to get into the ring with man who took down a two-time world champion while playing that champion’s game, then he can bring his arse to Voltage next week. Hey Drake King. I accept, bitch.

(Daryl brushes past Sofia and heads for the guerilla area.)

(The production feed switches to a shot of Bella, standing inside the ring.)

Bella Braxton: The following contest is scheduled for..

Crowd and Bella in Unison: ONE FALL!

(Example’s “Snakeskin” hits the sound system and the video tron flickers to life with the highlight package of one Daryl Kinkade.)

Bella Braxton: Introducing first .. from Norwich, England .. weighing in at Two Hundred pounds. This is Daryl Kinkade!

Rich Russillo: Daryl is coming off of the biggest win of his career, perhaps. Defeating Rex McAllister isn’t a walk in the park, but Daryl took him to his very limits and made Rex pass out in the middle of the ring.

James Peters: I don’t quite recall it happening that way. Daryl Kinkade used a set of brass knuckles when the referee wasn’t looking and clocked Rex upside the head. He would then reapply the submission so it looked as if Rex passed out and the referee called for the bell.

Rich Russillo: So you agree with me that he won.

James Peters: Well that isn’t up for debate. But how he won, is..

Rich Russillo: A win is a win by all standards, and Daryl Kinkade picked up the biggest one of his career. Beating a former two-time World champion. He has a legitimate argument to why he should be in line to face Noah Reigner.

(Daryl, by now, has made his way onto the stage and began his descent down the ramp. He slides into the ring, full of energy, but not playing the crowd that he’s become accustomed to him through his time in this company. He removes his ring jacket and waits patiently in his corner, using the ropes to help him stretch.)

Bella Braxton: And his opponent … from Oakland, California .. Weighing in at Two Hundred and Thirty pounds, he is Lethal Consequences!

(Company Flow’s “Blackout” replaces Daryl’s theme and, it doesn’t take too long before LC pushes through the curtain and walks out onto the stage.)

James Peters: After he defeated Prince of Phenomenal, Lethal Consequences stamped his ticket to Grand Rampage to face Noah Reigner for the World Heavyweight Champion. The Hall of Famer is riding a wave of momentum, just like Kinkade is.

Rich Russillo: I`m sorry, but comparing LC`s win against POP to Kinkade`s win against Rex? That’s asinine, James. Two different caliber athletes in that argument. Not downplaying LC’s win, but personally? I don’t hold it in the same regard.

James Peters: Nevertheless, this is going to be an interesting match of styles between the two. LC must want to continue his momentum as he goes into Grand Rampage, and Kinkade is looking to building off of the win over Rex. I’m expecting a very close match between these two.

(LC has walked the ramp and enters the ring by ascending the stairs and onto the apron where he ducks between the ropes. After a moment of taunting, he removed his jacket – looking directly across the ring at Kinkade and waving him forward.)

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

James Peters: LC and Kinkade circling the ring now, neither man taking their eyes off of the other. They both lunge forward at the same time. Grapple, LC with the slight weight advantage and uses that to muscle Kinkade into the corner. Senior official administering his count to five.. he’s at four and LC hasn’t stepped away.. SLAP! LC backed off a step and slapped the taste right out of Kinkade’s mouth! Kinkade is heated. Storming out of the corner, but caught with a well-timed knee lift to the stomach. LC taking control with a lifting kick to the chest immediately followed by a lariat takedown. Popping back up to his feet with an arrogant smile. Kinkade not one to stay down though. KIPS UP EFFORTLESSLY!

Rich Russillo: LC turns around, I guess he was expecting Kinkade to just be making his way to his feet .. he wasn’t expecting a stiff enziguri kick! LC drops to a knee, Kinkade back up – sprints to the ropes.. SPIKED HURRICANRANA to the kneeling LC!! His head was just driven into the mat hard. Kinkade up to his feet, hitting the ropes and coming back with a VTRIGGER KNEE STRIKE AS LC IS RETURNING TO HIS KNEES! Kinkade putting heat behind these strikes to LC right now. That knee looks like it turned LCs lights out and Kinkade has rolled him onto his back, just covering him with a body press..

ONE!
T-

Rich Russillo: LC kicks out just after one. Kinkade grabs him up, firing off rapid palm strikes to his chest and then a standing drop kick. LC’s backed into the ropes but doesn’t fall. Kinkade pops back up… DISCUS LARIAT FROM LC!! Kinkade’s head almost flies off with the force of that lariat.

James Peters: LC staying on top of Kinkade, stomping him hard and dropping to his knees, applying a rear choke. The point of his knee into Kinkade’s spine. He’s wrenching back on this hold, pulling Kinkade’s head back, bending him unnaturally against his knee. LC removes one hand from the choke, FOREARM CLUB TO THE EXPOSED CHEST OF KINKADE. OVER AND OVER AGAIN! LC stops and pushes Kinkade face first into the mat, standing up only to drop a knee into his rib cage. Kinkade letting out a yell of pain. LC’s taking a step back now, telling Kinkade to get up – which he does. Knife edge chop!! One after the other from LC, lighting up Kinkade’s chest. Daryl’s in trouble, as LC Irish whips him to the opposite corner, charging towards him, BUT LC EATS A BOOT TO THE FACE BEFORE DARYL HOPS UP TO THE SECOND ROPE! DIVING MOONSAULT BY DARYL, FOLLOWED BY THE REVERSE DDT! Daryl now holding his midsection, trying to catch his breath as he slowly drags LC back up to his feet. Daryl now with a hard punch to the face of LC, staggering him! And there’s a second, and a third! Daryl now irish whipping LC to the corner and this time it’s him charging in!

Rich Russillo: RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! Daryl now with an irish whip to the opposite corner, AND THERE’S A SECOND UPPERCUT! It looks like Daryl’s ready to try it one more time! Daryl with an irish whip once more to the corner as he charges in, BUT LC MOVES OUT OF THE WAY, AND LC ROLLS DARYL UP NOW!

ONE!
TWO!-

Rich Russillo: Daryl with a kick out just before two, but LC THROWS HIM SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES! Daryl falls out of the corner, RIGHT INTO A GERMAN SUPLEX! LC once again is on top of this match, and now he’s putting Daryl in a modified Dragon Sleeper, with Daryl’s back being wrenched on top of LC’s knee! Daryl though, manages to get onto both feet, before turning himself around, AND PLANTING LC WITH A HUGE BRAINBUSTER! Daryl now climbing up to the top rope, and he’s telling LC to get up! LC slowly finds his footing, AND DARYL HITS A DIVING DROPKICK, SENDING LC ACROSS THE RING! LC quickly attempts to get to his feet though, BUT DARYL SENDS HIM OUT OF THE RING WITH A CLOTHESLINE!

James Peters: LC was just sent flying over the top rope, but I don’t think Daryl is done yet! Daryl runs the ropes! SUICIDE DIVE, INTO A DDT! Daryl now has the crowd on his side as he now makes his way up to the top rope! This could be dangerous though, what are you thinking Daryl?!? LC slowly regains his footing, AND DARYL!!! DIVING CROSSBODY!!! Daryl now throwing LC into the ring as he climbs onto the apron! SLINGSHOT SPEAR CONNECTS! DARYL NOW WITH THE COVER TO PUT AWAY LETHAL CONSEQUENCES!

ONE!
TWO!!
T-

James Peters: No, LC manages to get the shoulder up! Daryl now going back out to the apron, and it looks like he wants LC to get back to his feet once more! LC is able to get back up, and Daryl now! SLINGSHOT DDT- OH NO! LC CATCHES DARYL, AND NOW HE RAMS HIM INTO THE TURNBUCKLES! LC now not letting go, as he starts hitting multiple shoulder thrusts in the corner, before letting go at a count of 4! LC now with an irish whip to the ropes, AND THERE’S A HUGE LARIAT- NO, DARYL DUCKS IT AS HE REBOUNDS OFF THE OPPOSITE PAIR OF ROPES- BUT LC HITS THE LARIAT THIS TIME! LC now holding Daryl in a rear chinlock, once again trying to slow down the pace of this match! Daryl trying to reach towards the ropes, but he’s unable to grab them as LC pulls him away! Daryl now fighting out of it though, as he starts hitting elbows to the midsection of LC!

Rich Russillo: Daryl with elbow after elbow, and LC now is forced to let go of the hold! Daryl quickly is able to get to his feet, and now he hits a huge forearm to LC’s jaw! He follows it up now with a second forearm! And a third! Daryl now with an irish whip, but he pulls him back and hits a spinning heel kick to the midsection! LC drops to one knee, and Daryl now, THE AFTER MIDNIGHT! OUT OF NOWHERE! THIS MATCH COULD BE OVER, AS DARYL GOES FOR THE COVER!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE-

Rich Russillo: LC GETS THE SHOULDER UP! This match isn’t done yet as LC manages to survive that shining wizard! Daryl though, decides that that’s not enough as he drags LC to his feet, and he crosses his legs! But LC, with multiple punches to the midsection, he fights out of what might have been the Beautiful Lie! LC manages to break free though, ROWS PEDAL! WOW! LC OUT OF NOWHERE MANAGES TO CONNECT WITH THAT REVERSE STO, AND HE DROPS ONTO DARYL FOR THE COVER!

ONE!
TWO!!
THREE-

Rich Russillo: BUT THIS TIME DARYL GETS THE SHOULDER UP! LC now with a frustrated look in his eye as he begins to pound on the face of Daryl! Daryl grabbing the ropes, forcing LC to get off of him, BUT NOW HE’S PUTTING THE BOOTS TO DARYL! LC PRACTICALLY FORCING DARYL OUT ONTO THE APRON, AND HE FINALLY STOPS WHAT WAS AN ALL OUT ASSAULT ON KINKADE! Daryl manages to pull himself up on the apron, but LC charges in, RIGHT INTO A KICK IN THE FACE BY DARYL, CAUSING HIM TO STUMBLE BACK! Daryl now, SLINGSHOT DDT! HE HITS IT THIS TIME!

James Peters: Daryl finally dropping LC with that DDT, and now he climbs up to the top rope! LC slowly gets back to his feet, AND DARYL WITH A- NO!! LC MOVED OUT OF THE WAY FROM WHAT WOULD HAVE BEEN A DIVING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!! LC NOW, ACID REIG- NO! DARYL PUSHES LC OFF OF HIM, AND HE SENDS HIM OUT ONTO THE AP- NO HE DOESN’T! LC PULLS THE ROPES, AND IT’S DARYL WHO LANDS ON THE APRON! Daryl hits a forearm, causing LC to fall back, AND DARYL ONCE AGAIN WITH A SPRINGBOARD- NO! LC MOVED BUT DARYL LANDED ON HIS FEET- BUT WAIT! LC JUST SHOVED DARYL INTO THE REFEREE! THE REFEREE IS OUT! DARYL IS SHOCKED AS HE TURNS INTO- WHAT!?

Rich Russillo: DARYL JUST GOT KNOCKED OUT! WHAT!? OH MY GOD! THE HALL OF FAME RINGS! HE DID THE SAME THING TO POP! DARYL JUST GOT KNOCKED OUT BY LC, AND NOW LC PICKS HIM UP! AND THERE’S THE ACID REIGN! LC NOW WITH THE COVER, AND THE REFEREE IS SLOWLY MAKING IT TO THE COUNT!

ONE!…
TWO!!…
THREE!!!

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

Bella Braxton: Here is your winner… LEEETHALLLL CONSEQUENCES!!!!!!

James Peters: Oh come on! Not again! LC just stole another victory, this time from Kinkade! When will someone stop this?

Rich Russillo: Hey, he did what he had to do! If anything, this is karma for what Daryl did at Tempest!

James Peters: It may be, but two wrongs don’t make a right! LC cheated, that’s it!

(Lethal Consequences has his hand raised as ‘Blackout’ plays, to the crowd booing LC as loud as they can. Meanwhile Daryl is outside the ring, visibly upset by the result. The official helps Daryl from the ring, while Lethal Consequences asks for a microphone. He is given one by Bella and motions for his music to cut. After taking a few seconds to catch his breath, LC begins to speak.)

Lethal Consequences: So I know that earlier today, a little interview was conducted with our esteemed champion, Noah Reigner. It was one of the rather cliche, redundant interviews that EAW and Voltage have been forcing down our throats as of late, so when I heard that Reigner was going to be giving one, I decided to check it out. Shall we go ahead and take a look at it? The people who are in charge of actually airing footage aren’t on strike, right?

(LC leans against the ropes and motions towards the tron.)

(The video opens up and Sofia Clarke and Noah Reigner are sat across from one another in an undisclosed location somewhere inside the Cajundome. There’s a table separating the two, which Noah’s World Heavyweight Championship is sitting on.)

Sofia Clarke: Noah, thank you for joining me this morning.

Noah Reigner: Mmmhmmm.

Sofia Clarke: On April 2nd, 2018 you officially became an EAW Elitist. Can you describe what was going through your mind the day you signed on the dotted line and made it official?

(Noah remained motionless, almost reclined back arrogantly in the chair as he looked over to Sofia. )

Noah Reigner: I was only a pup in this business. Less than two years experience under my belt when the first talks with Revolt happened. It’s cliche as all hell, but from the very moment I made my ‘official’ debut in this industry – inside of a rundown warehouse in San Diego – I busted my ass. Week in and week out, sometimes even night in and night out. I went over to the UK and in the short amount of time there, I turned heads – became a household name – and left a lasting impression. When Revolt came, I did that on my own. It’s no secret that Miley Svarro hooked me up with Union, and together he and Finn brought me to Headquarters. The Dogs of War connection got me into other companies, but when Revolt came – it was me. I grabbed Revolt’s attention on my own merit, and it was the first time in my career that I truly did something on my own and for myself. So how did I feel, accomplished. .. Did I get to compete in Revolt? No. I had commitments to wrap up and once I did – Revolt was merged into the EAW – making the biggest company in the world. So when I first stepped foot in the EAW ring – it was a big ‘fuck you’ to everyone who said I wouldn’t make it. That I was just deathmatch trash. That I was an Indy nobody, and that I was too skinny to compete in the big leagues against real heavyweights. The moment I walked through those doors, it was a ‘fuck you’ to all of those people who said I would never get anywhere on my own. Because that is exactly what I did. I made it to the biggest company in the world – on my own..

Sofia Clarke: You came in with so much hype and so much confidence, arrogance even. But did you truly believe that a year later you would be sitting here, looking towards Grand Rampage, where you’ll be defending the World Heavyweight Championship?

Noah Reigner: Did I believe I would be a world champion? Yes. Did I believe it would be this quick? No. I’ve said it before, Sofia, if your goal isn’t to become the World Champion – then what the hell are you doing in his business? Me – I’ve never been in a position to look ahead to a world championship. My VISA expired during my time in the UK before I could defend my Broadcast Championship enough times to earn the look. Union was another story, and I had the right to challenge for it in Headquarters. But personally? I wouldn’t have been happy winning a second rate, imitation ‘World Championship’ or whatever name those companies gave to their cheap hunks of tin. Upon signing to the EAW, my eyes were set on the biggest prize – on the REAL World Championship. And I made it my goal to achieve it. It was my goal, no matter how long it took, to stand in the middle of that ring and raise the championship in the air. It was my goal to be the best, no matter how long the climb took. Pain for Pride happened last year and I earned the opportunity to fast track my progress. And when given the opportunity, I don’t hesitate. I pulled the trigger and I took one step closer by winning the briefcase. And then? Well, the rest is history, as they say..

(Sofia nods her head.)

Sofia Clarke: Lets talk a little bit about Lethal Consequences, the Hall of Famer. He made his return to this company, and more specifically to the Voltage brand after last year’s Pain for Pride. He hasn’t missed a step and while he came up short for the World Heavyweight Championship back at Road to Redemption. This situation is different. This is a one on one match.

(Noah scoffed.)

Noah Reigner: Hasn’t missed a step? You’re joking, right? LC has been nothing but a disappointment. Opportunities have come his way left and right, and he’s let them bounce off of him and fall to the floor. I honestly don’t care about what LC has done in the past that makes him a legend and hall of famer, but to say that LC hasn’t missed a step since returning to the Voltage brand this year? We haven’t been watching the same product, clearly. He failed to capture the World Championship, as you mentioned, and most importantly – he failed to keep the Enterprise. And do you remember who was the man that took the Enterprise away from him? Do you remember who the man was, that shut down that group and banished them from the EAW? It was me. I took everything that LC and his cronies had to offer, but at the end of the night – LC felt the same fatal blow as so many others have since I walked through those doors. Kill Shot. All it took was that one Kill Shot to put an end to the Enterprise. And I know LC’s lowkey salty about it. Shit, he can’t keep my name out of his mouth recently. I even went back and watched last week’s Voltage episode on the Network, and his ‘Fuck You Noah’ comment? That’s a clear sign that LC hasn’t forgotten about that and is still salty. But your right, Sofia. This time is different, it’s a one on one match instead of a six person match. But what does that matter? He and his goons took out Diamond and Dubian making it three on one. And guess what? I still won. One on one? Ain’t a problem. You know, I’ve had twenty-four one on one matches in this company since I walked through those doors, and I’ve won nineteen of them. That’s an eighty percent win rate, Sofia. I’ve only been pinned twice, and there’s not a chance in hell of that third pin coming at the hands of LC..

Sofia Clarke: As you’ve brought up, you have quite the history with The Enterprise. Teaming with Jackson Blayde last week must have been interesting.

Noah Reigner: It was… something. I don’t like the guy, that’s obvious. Just like he doesn’t like me, and if either of us had a say in it – we wouldn’t have been there. But Veena Adams decided to throw names in a hat to make teams … to make teams to face the Legion. Those pathetic Brits who think too highly of themselves. As much as I dislike Jackson, we had to put all of that to the side to school and to humiliate two big mouthed nobodies who thought they deserved respect from us. Two nobodies who, somehow, thought that they belonged in the ring with us. The National Elite champion and the World Heavyweight champion — they had no chance. But now that little tag team venture is over, I can go back to pretending he doesn’t exist, and he’ll go back to trying his best to get on my level.

Sofia Clarke: Grand Rampage is the official beginning of Pain for Pride season. Let’s say you get passed LC at the event, and you turn your attention towards the biggest spectacle in all of sports. What would it mean for you to walk into Atlanta as the World Heavyweight Champion?

Noah Reigner: That’s the dream, right? Headlining Pain for Pride. It’s the biggest night in our industry and everyone in this company wants to be the guy headlining Pain for Pride. They want that immortality. They want that stardom, so being one of the men who headline – being one of the men to go in as a top champion in this company, is the collective dream of every person on this roster. For some, it’s a dream that’ll never become reality. But for me? It’s pretty damn feasible. What would it mean to me, though? It would mean that I accomplished what I set out to do a year ago, Sofia. To become one of the very best. To become one of the ELITE in this company..

Sofia Clarke: Did any of the criticism you got last year bother you? There were so many people who thought you weren’t deserving of being in Cash in the Vault and all but guaranteeing yourself a world championship reign.

Noah Reigner: Anyone who says it wouldn’t have gotten under their skin, is a liar. At that point, though, you have two options. You either crack under the pressure and criticism, or you move past it. Me? I learned to shrug it off. To me – all of those people that hid behind the camera and talked their shit.. That stood in the back and voiced their opinions on me, saying how I didn’t deserve it – or how I didn’t earn it – are the type of people that were butthurt that they didn’t have the opportunity to win the briefcase like I did. Those were the people that didn’t have the balls to step up and qualify for the Cash in the Vault match last year, and jumped on the bandwagon of ‘let’s hate the current Briefcase holder’. I earned my way into the Cash in the Vault ladder match. I earned the Briefcase when I climbed the ladder and retrieved it before seven other people did, and let me tell you – Raven Roberts didn’t make it easy for me. From that point on, the hate was real. Everyone was a clout chaser. Everyone had my name in their mouth because it was easy to pick someone who was making moves and stealing headlines, and bash them while hiding behind a camera. The only people with the balls to actually step up and do something about it? Lars and SOSA .. and look at what happened to the both of them. Anyone who ever questioned my deservedness, or my readiness – has been left laying on their backs. The one’s that had the balls to step into the ring with me, anyway.

Sofia Clarke: Describe what went through your head when you cashed in.

(Noah shifted in his chair, leaning forward a little bit out of his relaxed, reclined position. His demeanor didn’t change, however and his facial expression remained neutral.)

Noah Reigner: I had a plan to cash in at Road to Redemption, and Rex McAllister knew that. Even though he was broken after the chamber match, he was ready for it. He knew it was happening, in fact he predicted it. But then Sosa happened. And then King of Elite came and I reobtained my briefcase, but events leading up to King of Elite made me interested in the Championship match for sure. Impact throwing his weight around, using his connections and his ‘legacy’ to get what he wanted – that didn’t sit right with me. Impact robbed me of the World Championship weeks prior to King of Elite, so the second Rex looked like he was out – I made my decision. Turnabouts fair play. He robbed me, I robbed him of his eighth reign. It was my time! It was my opportunity, so I made it happen.

Sofia Clarke: Lets talk about Impact for a moment. He released a video not to long ago. He basically asked EAW to give him something to give a fuck about so he could get his ass out of the recliner. His words, not mine. What do you think of that?

Noah Reigner: if Impact doesn’t give a fuck about the EAW, then why should we give a fuck about him? Because he’s a hall of famer – an eight time champion – a legend? Miss me with all that. I don’t have an ounce of respect for him based on that. I could care less about what he’s done in the past or who he’s beaten. To me he’s a crotchety old man who thinks just because he can spit harsh insults at people, he’s entitled to whatever he wants. He believes he’s ‘untouchable’. I proved that to be wrong, twice. He challenged me – banned my Kill Shot – and still lost. And then I ripped him off of cloud nine and brought him to reality. .. If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a thousand times Sofia. The moment I stepped into this company, I set out to change the guard. To challenge the traditions of EAW and to destroy them. Impact was one of those guys with a stranglehold on the company, keeping it running their way because they didn’t want anyone else coming in and taking their spotlight. Guess what happened? (Noah smirked) .. So in point, I don’t give a shit if Impact comes back or not. For all I care, he could sit in that recliner of his and continue to add more chub to that dad bod he’s got goin’ on.

Sofia Clarke: Speaking of your rivals, Rex McAllister declared himself for Grand Rampage last week and declared victory. Do you see a headlining match with him at Pain for Pride in your future should you both win?

(Noah smirked again.)

Noah Reigner: Rex is a real-life Superman, Sofia. He’s the guy that everyone loves. He’s the guy that everyone respects and looks up to. So when Rex declared himself as an entrant into the Grand Rampage, he immediately became a favorite to win. Hell, if I were a betting man – I would take those odds. I’ve been in the ring with Rex quite a number of times and I know how good he is. So should Rex win the Grand Rampage, and chooses to come after me, then yes – I see myself and Rex headlining the biggest event of the year – and hopefully, finally, we can have a decisive winner. We owe that to ourselves, and to each other. Every other time we’ve been involved in a match, it’s either a tag team affair – or some scrub shows up because, despite his actual age, he has the mentality of an infant going through the ‘mine’ phase. Noah Reigner vs Rex McAllister, one on one – to finally settle the score between us? That’s the ideal match for me come Pain for Pride. So, for selfish reasons, I’m pulling for Rex to win the Grand Rampage. I want him to come to Pain for Pride so I can finally do what I was going to do at that episode of Voltage – beat him. Rex is the only person left that I NEED to beat on Voltage. He is the ONLY person that can try and dispute the claim that I am the best on this brand, so you can bet that I’m legitimately hoping he and I meet on the biggest stage of them all – so I can finally put that critic to sleep, and truly ascend to the top as the best on Voltage.

Sofia Clarke: Sum up your time in EAW so far, and what you see for your future.

Noah Reigner: So far? Eye opening. Not for me, but for all of the people that said ‘Noah Reigner is a tag team specialist’. Or those people who said I couldn’t compete at this level. All of them have been silenced, and I will continue that progress. What’s in store for the future? A lot more time at the top of this mountain. My drive and determination have proven to be unrivaled. My desire to be the best can no longer be questioned, either. No matter the challenge, I’ve stood up and welcomed it head on. That won’t change. Not now. Not ever..

Sofia Clarke: Is there anything you want to personally say to Lethal Consequences?

(An arrogant smirk crossed Noah’s face and he looked directly into the camera.)

Noah Reigner: Do you think you’re something special, LC? Hall of famer? Don’t care. Former champion? Big deal. Leader of the Enterprise? Who’s that? .. Listen to me, you buffoon. I took everything you could dish out at Territorial Invasion. In fact, I took everything you, Jackson and POP could dish out – and you still couldn’t beat me. Three on one, and you had no chance. What do you think is going to happen when I have you one on one? You won’t be able to pass the blame on anyone, and you won’t be able to make excuses. I’m going to humiliate you, and there’s no doubt about that. You can take those Hall of Fame rings and shove ‘em straight up your ass. You can take all of those replica titles the EAW gave to you after you won ‘em, and shove those up your ass too. I don’t give a shit about you. Never have, never will. .. Lest we forget, LC, I was the one that ended the reign of tyranny of the Enterprise. And just like I did that, I will end the mediocrity that is Lethal Consequences…

Sofia Clarke: Thank you for your time, Noah.

(Noah unclips the microphone from his sweater, and stands up – grabbing his world championship from the table. He approaches the hard camera, holding the title out.)

Noah Reigner: Want this? Come get it, scrub..

(The camera zooms in on Noah, but it’s a sound that is heard off camera that draws everyone’s attention. All of a sudden someone rushes into the picture and tackles Noah from the side! Sofia lets out a startled cry and scrambles up, rushing out of the picture!)

???: Fuck you, Noah.

(Lethal Consequences mounts the champion and begins beating the hell out of him. Having blindsided Noah, LC is in full of control of this fight. He stiffs Noah with a series of forearms and follows that up with several right hands to the jaw! LC grabs Noah and lifts him up, stiffing him with a huge uppercut! Noah attempts to fight back, but LC drives his knee in Noah’s gut and grabs him by the hair, slamming his face into the table!

Noah falls down and LC grabs the chair Noah had been sitting in, slamming it down on the champion! Noah is laid out on the ground and immediately LC starts putting the boots to him! LC leans down and scoops up Noah. He hits him with ‘No Cal!’ The punch to the crotch causes Noah’s legs to buckle. LC grabs Noah and lifts him up into the powerbomb position.

ACID REIGN FROM THE POWERBOMB POSITION INTO THE TABLE!

The table breaks under the force and LC looks down at the fallen body of the World Heavyweight Champion. He leans down, so he can get into Noah’s face, and so Noah can hear him loud and clear.)

Lethal Consequences: If you honest to God think I’ve missed a step then you are in for the fight of your life come Grand Rampage, you bitch. I have done nothing but bust my ass this entire season, and I have been waiting for an opportunity like this. Don’t think for a second this is going to be some walk in the park, or that you’re going to be able to get one over on me. Just like you use the Killshot to catch people out of nowhere, I can strike from all angles as well. I am a Hall of Famer, and I am a former champion, and for good reason. This is only a taste of what’s to come, Noah.

(Lethal Consequences straightens back up, kicking Noah in the ribs a few times, and exiting the scene. The interview fades out.)

(The production feed switches back to live action, and Lethal Consequences is still leaning against the ropes, a smirk across his face. He twirls the microphone before raising it up to his mouth again.)

Lethal Consequences: For months I have been doing the same thing, fighting the same people, and preaching the same gospel. I have done my due diligence and now it’s time for me to get the pay off I deserved. At Tempest, I finally put the Prince of Phenomenal out of his misery and there’s a damn good chance we will never see him again. That’s why I stand here tonight. Grand Rampage is just a couple of weeks away and I sent a huge message to Noah Reigner earlier today. He was already in the process of doing what he usually does, and that is underestimate his competition because of his superiority complex. It’s a disease Noah has, especially when I just hanging out earlier today, waiting for my moment, and listening to him give that interview to Sofia. He’s already assuming he’s winning at Grand Rampage, which is ridiculous to me. Noah has decided that it will be himself and Rex McAllister headlining Pain for Pride, for the World Heavyweight Championship.

I guess I get to play spoiler to that.

I know what a commodity I am. I know my worth, I’ve said it a shit ton of times before, and I’ll say it each and every time because it’s important that everyone knows it. I had to tell that to Daryl this week, and now I’m going to tell it to Noah. Noah, I know what a commodity I am. I know my worth. Don’t make the mistake of underestimating me and treating me like every other opponent you’ve ever had. Don’t live in the past, and rest on your laurels, and gloat about the fact you ‘ended’ The Enterprise back at Territorial Invasion. We were never going to be filler, and I’m not going to be fodder. Our title match at Grand Rampage isn’t going to be easy for you. I want that World Heavyweight Championship and I will do whatever I need to do to win it for myself. I will be the one going to Pain for Pride, the champion of the world, and you’ll be the one on the outside looking in. You’re a bitch, Noah, and I can’t wait to make you mine.

(“Blackout” by Company Flow hits the PA system and LC drops the microphone. The crowd reaction to his actions and words is mixed at best, and everyone is a little salty he got a cheap win over Daryl Kinkade. The number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship rolls out of the ring and begins to make his way backstage as Voltage fades to its final commercial break.)

(Commercial break for the local Home Depot, featuring Rex McAllister and Darkane. Pretty much everything you’re about to see used in their upcoming match can we purchased various items purchased here.)

(A couple of more commercials air before Voltage finally returns from its extended break. Bella is in the ring for the final time, but she is surrounded by dozens of lighttubes that have been placed inside the ring.)

Bella Braxton: The following Grand Rampage preview is set for one fall and is a deathmatch!

(The lights burn out and a tattered man’s voice can be overheard while “Wizard in Black” by Electric Wizard begins to play.​
​
“You’re all the same, the lot of you, with your long hair and​
faggot clothes. Drugs, sex, every sort of filth. And you hate the police,​
don’t you? You make it easy.”​
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Suddenly a groovy yet monstrous riff blows the fan’s eyeballs into the back of their heads. And there he stood, Darkane as still as a gargoyle overseeing the arena at the top of the steps, his dark brown hair hung over his face like an old proud flag. Donned head to toe in a black leather jacket and matching black jean shorts, he spreads his arms out in a crucifix pose as the hands of the fans try to envelop him. He trots down the steps and eventually hops over the barricade. He slides under the bottom rope and comes to a halt in his corner, slipping off his leather jacket and never taking his eyes off the entrance ramp. The music fades out and the lights raise once again.)

Bella Braxton: Introducing first, representing Dynasty, from New Orleans, Louisiana…The Grave Worm…Darkane!

(Darkane’s eyes remain locked on the entrance ramp as the crowd cheers his introduction.)

Bella Braxton: Introducing next…

(‘Still Unbroken’ by Lynyrd Skynyrd begins playing as Rex McAllister walks out onto the stage to a huge ovation from the crowd. Locking eyes with Darkane in the ring, Rex nods to himself and makes his way forward. Rex is dressed for a deathmatch, wearing a Raven Robert’s T-shirt, jeans, and his wrestling boots. Rex slides into the ring cautiously and surveys his surroundings.)

Bella Braxton: Representing Voltage, from Sea Isle, New Jersey…The Rex Master…Rex McAllister!

(Bella quickly makes her exit as the referee checks over both competitors and calls for the bell to start the match.)

(DING DING DING!)

Rich Russillo: I’m terrified right now.

James Peters: This match isn’t going to be for the faint of heart, that’s for sure. We have a former Hardcore Champion in Darkane facing off against someone who I guess is becoming Voltage’s own King of Death, Rex McAllister. Rex just continues to find himself in these matches and so far, he’s managed to survive them and even thrive in them.

Rich Russillo: But Darkane is as sick as they come, and he is not going to hold anything back. Just last week, Darkane lost out on an opportunity to become one-half the Unified Tag Team Champions, and I feel like he is going to take whatever angst he’s feeling from that loss out on Rex tonight.

James Peters: They say this is a Grand Rampage preview match, so lets go! Lets see what happens!

Rich Russillo: Rex and Darkane begin the match by circling one another. It’s Rex who makes the first move and they lock up, the former World Heavyweight Champion slipping behind Darkane and taking him down to the mat. Rex goes for the headlock, but Darkane locks in a leg scissors, Rex kips out, and both are back up now. Rex and Darkane circle one another again, and it’s Darkane who initiates contact first. He grabs Rex in a side headlock, and forces him back against the ropes. Rex forces him off, but Darkane grabs the arm and whips Rex across the ring. Darkane knocks Rex to the mat with a shoulder block, but quickly rushes the ropes. Rex rolls out of the way and Darkane stops his momentum, reaching down, and pulling Rex up! Rex grabs Darkane by the arm, locks him a wristlock! Rex runs to the ropes…. SPRINGBOARD ARMDRAG TAKEDOWN!

James Peters: DARKANE IS BACK UP! REX FLIES FORWARD… LOOKING FOR A SPINNING HEEL KICK! DARKANE DUCKS IT! DARKANE GOES FOR A CLOTHESLINE! REX DUCKS! BOTH MEN LOOK AT ONE ANOTHER AND BOTH MEN REACH FOR A LIGHTTUBE! REX AND DARKANE FLY AT ONE ANOTHER… BOTH SLAMMING THE LIGHTTUBE OVER THE HEAD OF THE OTHER! GLASS GOES FLYING AND DARKANE FOLLOWS UP WITH A KICK TO THE GUT OF REX! REX DOUBLES OVER! DARKANE WITH A CLUBBING BLOW TO THE BACK! DARKANE GRABS REX!!! ONE-HANDED BULLDOG INTO THE GLASS! REX EATS A FACE FULL OF GLASS AND DARKANE GRABS ANOTHER LIGHTTUBE! HE SMASHES IT OVER REX’S BACK! THE GRAVE WORM JERKS REX UP BY THE HAIR AND GOES FOR ANOTHER ONE-HANDED BULLDOG!!!!

Rich Russillo: REX SLAMS HIS ELBOW INTO DARKANE’S GUT, WHICH FORCES DARKANE TO LET UP ON REX! REX GETS HIS KNEE UP, AND DARKANE TAKES THAT SHOT TO THE STOMACH! REX WITH A SERIES OF FOREARM SHOTS NOW! DARKANE FINDS HIMSELF RATTLED! REX FORCES DARKANE TO THE ROPES AND HE LIGHTS UP DARKANE WITH THOSE RAPID FIRE KNIFE-EDGE CHOPS! REX GRABS DARKANE BY THE HAIR AND SNAPS HIM DOWN TO THE MAT! HE UNLEASHES THOSE SHOOT STYLE KICKS TO DARKANE’S BACK! REX LETS UP JUST LONG ENOUGH TO GRAB ONE OF THOSE LIGHTTUBES, AND HE DROPS DOWN TO DARKANE’S LEVEL, AND PLACES IT ACROSS DARKANE’S THROAT! REX IS CHOKING DARKANE NOW, AND DARKANE IS REACHING UP, TRYING TO GRAB REX BY THE HAIR!

James Peters: REX TIGHTENS THAT CHOKE AND DARKANE SWITCHES HIS STRATEGY!!! HE SLAMS HIS FIST INTO THAT LIGHTTUBE AND IT SHATTERS WHICH LEAVES REX WITHOUT A WEAPON!!! REX DROPS THE REMNANTS OF THE LIGHTTUBE AND WRAPS HIS ARMS AROUND DARKANE’S THROAT!! DARKANE CLAWS AT REX’S FOREARMS AND GETS HIS FEET UNDERNEATH OF HIM! DARKANE PUSHES HIMSELF UP THUS BRINGING REX UP AS WELL!! DARKANE BEGINS TO ELBOW HIS WAY OUT OF THE HOLD AND REX HAS TO LET GO AND TAKE A FEW STEPS BACK!

Rich Russillo: DARKANE WHIRLS AROUND AND THROWS A CLOTHESLINE, TAKING REX DOWN TO THE MAT!!!

James Peters: Darkane gets out of the ring now and he’s lifting up the skirt. What’s he looking for?!

(The former Answers World Champion pulls out a cheese grater and holds it up.)

Crowd: YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!

Rich Russillo: Darkane gets back inside the ring and he walks over to Rex, who’s gotten himself back into a sitting position. Darkane grips the cheese grater and SLAMS IT INTO REX’S F-

James Peters: NO!! REX THROWS HIS ARMS UP AND BLOCKS IT!!! DARKANE JUST KICKS REX’S HANDS AWAY!!! DARKANE TAKES THAT CHEESE GRATER AND SLAMS IT INTO REX’S FACE! DARKANE TAKES THAT THING AND HE RAKES IT ACROSS REX’S FOREHEAD RIPPING THE FLESH AND CAUSING REX TO POUR BLOOD EVERYWHERE!!! DARKANE TAKES THE CHEESE GRATER AND SLAMS IT ON TOP OF REX’S HEAD! AND NOW HE IS USING HIS FIST TO BEAT IT INTO THE TOP OF REX’S SKULL!!

Rich Russillo: Well we knew this was going to be disturbing, considering the type of person Darkane is, but murder via cheese grater is not something I expected to see this early in the match. Rex needs to regroup quickly.

James Peters: Darkane drops the cheese grater and jerks Rex back up! ENTER THE GRAVE! DARKANE CONNECTS WITH THAT EVENFLOW DDT! DARKANE DROPS DOWN AND HE GOES FOR THE COVER!!!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTT-

Rich Russillo: REX WITH THE KICK OUT!

James Peters: Darkane rises to his knees, punches Rex in his war wounds a few times, and grabs Rex by the head. Darkane brings them both back up to a vertical base and throws Rex into the corner. Darkane charges towards Rex, looking to connect with a running knee strike, but Rex moves! Darkane’s knee slams into the turnbuckle, and Rex wraps him up from behind and brings him down to the mat. Rex locks his forearm around Darkane’s throat and punches him in the side of the head a few times before reaching out grabbing the cheese grater!

Crowd: YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!

Rich Russillo: Rex tightens his choke on Darkane and takes the cheese grater, smashing it into Darkane’s face a few times! Darkane is starting to bleed but that’s not good enough! Rex begins raking the cheese grater across Darkane’s face!!!!

James Peters: DO UNTO OTHERS RICH! DARKANE’S SKIN IS BEING RIPPED NOW AND I DIG IT! REX LETS GO OF THE CHOKE AND GETS BACK TO HIS FEET. HE KICKS TWO OF THOSE LIGHTTUBES INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING AND STOMPS ON THEM. THIS RING IS ALREADY FULL OF GLASS, BUT REX WANTS MORE! HE PICKS DARKANE UP, AND GETS HIM IN THE PILEDRIVER POSITION!

Rich Russillo: DARKANE COUNTERS WITH A BACK BODY DROP!!!!

James Peters: REX ROLLS ONTO HIS KNEES AND DARKANE NAILS HIM WITH AN ABSOLUTELY SICK LOOKING KICK TO THE FACE! DARKANE PICKS REX UP AND WHIPS HIM ACROSS THE RING! REX MANAGES TO DUCK THE CLOTHESLINE ATTEMPT, BUT DARKANE IS ABLE TO BRING HIM DOWN WITH A SHOULDER BLOCK! REX HITS THE MAT AND DARKANE IS REACHING INTO THE POCKET OF HIS JORTS…

Rich Russillo: HE HAS A FORK!!!!! DARKANE HAS A FORK!!!!

James Peters: BACKSTAGE AT VOLTAGE WE ONLY HAVE THE FINEST SILVERWARE!

Rich Russillo: Well you know the Christofle Mood 24-Piece Flatware Set cost about $1,500 at Bloomingdales, right??

James Peters: Well that means that fork only cost about $63 by itself, so really, is that piece of China really that fine?

Rich Russillo: WELL THAT FORK IS BEING STABBED INTO REX MCALLISTER’S FOREHEAD NOW, AND LOOK AT THAT SICK LOOK ON DARKANE’S FACE! DARKANE IS LITERALLY JUST STABBING AT DEATHMATCH REX! REX’S FACE IS A CRIMSON MASK RIGHT NOW, AND NOW DARKANE IS GOING FOR ANOTHER LIGHTTUBE! HE KICKS REX BACK AND PLACES THAT LIGHTTUBE ACROSS REX’S WOUNDED FOREHEAD…

James Peters: HE STOMPS DOWN ON IT, BREAKING IT ACROSS REX’S HEAD! HOLY SHIT!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Rich Russillo: DARKANE DROPS DOWN AND GOES FOR THE COVER!!!!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

T-

James Peters: REX GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!!!

Rich Russillo: DARKANE GETS BACK TO HIS FEET AND HE DRAGS REX UP WITH HIM! DARKANE SHOVES REX BACK INTO THE CORNER AND GRABS THE NEAREST LIGHTTUBE. REX PUSHES HIMSELF OFF THE CORNER AND FLIES AT DARKANE! DARKANE DUCKS THE CLOTHESLINE! REX WHIPS AROUND! DARKANE HITS HIM WITH AN UPPERCUT AND HE SPINS REX AROUND! DARKANE PLACES THE LIGHTTUBE IN REX’S MOUTH!!! LEG SWEEP! THAT GLASS SHATTERS AND REX IS HURT! HOLY FUCK OUR DEATHMATCH KING IS HURT!

Crowd: YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK! YOU SICK FUCK!

James Peters: I don’t even know what to say…

Rich Russillo: Pretty sure the crowd is saying it anyway…

James Peters: Rex is spitting up blood and glass, and Darkane goes for the fucking cover.

OOONNNE-

Rich and James: WHAT?!

Crowd: DEATHMATCH REX! DEATHMATCH REX! DEATHMATCH REX!

Rich Russillo: REX JUST KICKED OUT AT THE MOTHER FUCKING ONE COUNT!!!!

James Peters: DARKANE IS SHOOK! REX MCALLISTER JUST KICKED OUT AT THE ONE COUNT!!!!!

Rich Russillo: Darkane is pacing around the ring, while Rex is getting back to his feet! DARKANE TURNS HIS ATTENTION TO REX AND GREETS HIM WITH A RIGHT HAND! REX FIRES BACK WITH A FOREARM SHOT! DARKANE WITH THE RIGHT HAND! REX WITH THE FOREARM! REX WITH ANOTHER FOREARM! REX GRABS A PAIR OF TUBES AND SWINGS AT DARKANE! DARKANE DUCKS! BUT REX KICKS DARKANE IN THE STOMACH! REX RAISES THOSE LIGHTTUBES OVER HIS HEAD AND SLAMS DOWN ACROSS THE BACK OF DARKANE’S SKULL! DARKANE IS STILL ON HIS FEET THOUGH! REX GRABS ANOTHER SET OF TUBES AND HE GRABS DARKANE… PLACING THOSE TUBES ACROSS DARKANE’S FACE! REX RUNS THEM FORWARD! BULLDOG!!! BULLDOG!!!!

James Peters: DARKANE’S FACE SMASHES THOSE LIGHTTUBES AS HE HITS THE GROUND! REX ROLLS DARKANE OVER AND GOES FOR THE COVER!!!!

OOONNNE-

Rich Russillo: DARKANE KICKS OUT AT ONE! OH MY GAWD.

James Peters: LOOK AT REX! HE HAS A FUCKING SMILE ON HIS FACE! WHY IN THE HELL IS REX SMILING RIGHT NOW?!

Rich Russillo: BECAUSE DEEP DOWN REX MCALLISTER IS AS SICK AS ALL THESE PEOPLE WHO ARE LOSING THEIR SHIT RIGHT NOW BECAUSE TWO MEN WANT TO MURDER ONE ANOTHER!

James Peters: Ladies and gentlemen, this ring is covered in glass and blood. Both of these men have put one another through hell so far, and somehow both of them still look like they want more. They both look like they need more…

Rich Russillo: Both of them of are back to their feet now! Darkane charges towards Rex but Rex picks him up, and hoists him up! Rex with the Olympic Slam! But he’s not going for the cover! Instead Rex is getting out of the ring! Rex lifts up the skirt of the ring and he pulls out a chair… WRAPPED IN BARBED WIRE BECAUSE OF COURSE IT IS!!!!!

James Peters: REX IS BACK IN THE RING, AS DARKANE IS GETTING UP! REX TOSSES THAT CHAIR AT DARKANE! DARKANE CATCHES IT! REX WITH THE SUPERKICK!!! REX WITH THE SUPERKICK!!! THAT CHAIR SLAMS INTO DARKANE’S FACE AND THE GRAVE WORM IS DOWN! REX GRABS THE CHAIR AND SLAMS IT INTO DARKANE’S GUT! THAT CHAIR IS JUST SITTING ON DARKANE’S STOMACH NOW AND WHAT’S REX GOING TO DO?!

Rich Russillo: STANDING MOONSAULT! REX WITH A STANDING MOONSAULT ONTO THE BARBED WIRE WRAPPED CHAIR!!!!!!

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

James Peters: THAT HURT REX JUST AS MUCH AS IT HURT DARKANE I’M SURE BUT REX IS STILL ABLE TO HOOK THE LEG!!!!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOO-

Rich Russillo: DARKANE KICKS OUT!!!!

Crowd: DARK-FUCKIN-KANE! DARK-FUCKIN-KANE! DARK-FUCKIN-KANE! DARK-FUCKIN-KANE! DARK-FUCKIN-KANE! DARK-FUCKIN-KANE!

James Peters: Rex finally rolls himself off of Darkane and forces himself back to his feet. Darkane is back up as well. Darkane has the chair now and he swings at Rex! Rex manages to catch the chair before it can collide with his face! Darkane lets go! DARKANE WITH A DROP KICK! THAT CHAIR SLAMS INTO REX’S FACE AND REX HITS THE GROUND IN A SITTING POSITION! DARKANE TAKES THE CHAIR AND LAYS IT AGAINST REX!!! DARKANE BACKS UP AND RUSHES FORWARD!!!! RUNNING KNEE INTO THE CHAIR! IT SLAMS INTO REX’S FACE!!! DARKANE KICKS THE CHAIR AWAY AND GRABS REX!!!! HE GETS REX INTO POSITION FOR ‘CASKET CLOSER’!!!!!

Rich Russillo: TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER CONNECTS!!!! DARKANE WITH THE COVER!!!!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEE-

James Peters: NO! NO! REX GOT THE SHOULDER! REX GOT HIS SHOULDER UP!!!!!

Rich Russillo: Darkane takes a second to reflect on the fact that he still can’t keep Rex down and he rolls out of the ring! Darkane is searching for another weapon now and what’s it gunna be?!?!

James Peters: IT’S A PANE OF GLASS BECAUSE ALL THESE LIGHTTUBES SIMPLY AREN’T ENOUGH I GUESS!!!

Rich Russillo: :wow:

James Peters: Darkane slides the glass inside the ring and he sets it up in the corner! Darkane walks back over to the Rex now and grabs him up. Darkane goes to lift Rex up, but Rex fights back with a series of punches to Darkane’s mid-section! The Graveworm is forced to let go of Rex and that allows Deathmatch Rex to slip behind Darkane!!! Darkane tries to fight his way out… BUT REX PLANTS HIS FEET!!!! REX HAS DARKANE NOW!!!! RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX INTO THE PANE OF GLASS!!!!!

Rich Russillo: DARKANE JUST WENT FLYING THROUGH THAT GLASS!!!!!!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

James Peters: REX GRABS DARKANE BY THE ANKLE AND PULLS HIM OUT OF THAT CARNAGE! HE HOOKS THE NECK!!! HE DRIVES DARKANE INTO THE MAT WITH A DDT!!!! REX WITH THE COVER!!!!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEE-

Rich Russillo: NO! NO! DARKANE IS STILL ALIVE!!! DARKANE IS STILL ALIVE!!!!

James Peters: REX IS SHAKING HIS HEAD! NEITHER OF THESE FORMER WORLD CHAMPIONS WANT TO STAY DOWN!

Rich Russillo: REX ROLLS DARKANE OVER ONTO HIS STOMACH AND DEADLIFTS HIM UP BY THE WAIST! DARKANE IS ABLE TO GRAB AT REX’S HANDS THOUGH AND IS TRYING TO POWER OUT OF THE WAISTLOCK! REX SWITCHES TO A FULL NELSON BECAUSE WE SOMEHOW HAVE A REAL WRESTLING HOLD IN A FUCKING DEATHMATCH BECAUSE REX!!!! DARKANE WITH THE ELBOWS THOUGH! THEY CATCH REX AND REX LETS GO! DARKANE TURNS AROUND AND CATCHES REX IN THE GUT WITH A KICK! DARKANE GOES TO HOOK THE ARMS, BUT REX SLIPS OUT! REX WITH A SUCKER PUNCH TO DARKANE’S JAW! DARKANE FIRES BACK WITH ONE! REX AGAIN! DARKANE! REX! DARKANE! REX! DARKANE! NOW THEY ARE BOTH PUNCHING EACH OTHER AT THE SAME TIME!

Crowd: DEATHMATCH REX! DARK-FUCKIN-KANE! DEATHMATCH REX! DARK-FUCKIN-KANE! DEATHMATCH REX! DARK-FUCKIN-KANE!

James Peters: DARKANE THROWS HIS FOOT UP AND CATCHES REX IN THE STOMACH! HE GRABS REX BY THE ARM! BUT REX REVERSES AND GRABS DARKANE IN THAT FULL NELSON!!! DRAGON SUPLEX FROM REX! BUT DARKANE JUST ROLLS THROUGH AND GETS BACK UP! REX GOES FOR A CLOTHESLINE BUT DARKANE DUCKS! DARKANE GRABS REX AROUND THE WAIST!!! GERMAN SUPLEX!!!! DARKANE LETS GO BUT REX IS RIGHT BACK TO HIS FEET!!!! BOTH MEN LOOK AT EACH OTHER AND BOTH REACH FOR THE NEAREST WEAPON! REX WITH A LIGHTTUBE! DARKANE WITH A LIGHTTUBE! THEY RUSH FOR ONE ANOTHER! THEY SLAM THOSE TUBES DOWN ON ONE ANOTHER’S SKULL AND BOTH JUST STARE AT ONE ANOTHER!!!!

Rich Russillo: REX AND DARKANE CHARGE AT ONE ANOTHER AND TAKE EACH OTHER DOWN WITH A CLOTHESLINE! DARKANE AND REX ARE BACK UP NOW! THEY CHARGE AT ONE ANOTHER AGAIN! THIS TIME THEY HEADBUTT ONE ANOTHER AND NEITHER MAN FALLS TO THE GROUND! REX AND DARKANE ARE JUST HEADBUTTING ONE ANOTHER NOW, AND NEITHER REFUSING TO GO DOWN! THEY LOCK UP AND WHY THE FUCK ARE WE SEEING A COLLAR AND ELBOW TIE UP NOW?!

James Peters: DARKANE AND REX ARE BACK AND FORTH NOW! FINALLY IT’S DARKANE WHO COMES OUT OF THE EXCHANGE WITH THE UPPERHAND! HE GETS REX INTO THE CORNER AND STARTS STOMPING ON HIM! DARKANE IS STOMPING THE FACE, THE CHEST, AND THE MID-SECTION OF REX MCALLISTER AND FINALLY REX FALLS DOWN INTO A SEATED POSITION! DARKANE BEGINS DRIVING HIS KNEE INTO REX’S FACE OVER AND OVER AGAIN, AND FINALLY GRABS REX!!! DARKANE LIFTS REX UP!!! HE HAS HIM IN POSITION FOR SIX FEET UNDER!!!!!

Rich Russillo: IF DARKANE HITS THAT BARRY WHITE DRIVER THIS MATCH IS DONE!

James Peters: REX IS FIGHTING LIKE HELL NOW AND DARKANE’S GRIP IS LOOSENING! REX DROPS TO HIS FEET AND REACHES BEHIND! HE GRABS DARKANE BY THE NECK! DARKANE WITH THE ELBOWS! REX LETS GO! DARKANE TURNS AROUND!!! HE SHOVES REX FORWARD! DARKANE RUSHES UP BEHIND REX!!!! DEVIL MAY CRY! DEVIL MAY CRY!

Rich Russillo: REX IS DESTROYED WITH THAT SPEAR TO THE SPINE! DARKANE GRABS REX AND GOES FOR THE COVER!!!!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

James Peters: THAT’S IT!!!!

Rich Russillo: NO IT’S NOT! REX’S FOOT IS ON THE ROPES! REX’S FOOT IS ON THE ROPES!!!!

James Peters: THE REFEREE IS TELLING DARKANE THAT REX’S FOOT IS ON THE ROPES AND LOOK AT THE LOOK OF RAGE ON DARKANE’S BLOODY FACE! HE CAN’T BELIEVE REX IS STILL IN THIS MATCH!!!!!

Rich Russillo: DARKANE GRABS REX’S LEGS NOW AND GOES FOR ANOTHER COVER!!!!

OOONNNEEE!!!

TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!

TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEE-

James Peters: REX GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Rich Russillo: Darkane is beside himself right now and with nothing else to do, he climbs out of the ring again! Darkane is searching for another weapon and this time he pulls out his own trademark!!!

James Peters: Listen at the reaction Darkane is getting as he holds up that shovel! He is about to maim the former two-world champion and these fucking people are here for it! This match has been disgusting. It has been bloody. It has been a goddamn trainwreck. And every single person inside this arena can not look away from it! Darkane climbs back inside the ring with that shovel and he raises it above his head! If he hits Rex with this… well R.I.P. King. It’s been a pleasure calling your matches here on Voltage.

Rich Russillo: DARKANE BRINGS THE SHOVEL DOWN!!!!

James Peters: IT HITS THE MAT! REX ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY! REX ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY!

Rich Russillo: REX IS BACK AT THE ROPES NOW AND HE IS USING THEM TO PULL HIMSELF UP! DARKANE IS HOLDING THAT SHOVEL NOW AND HE TAPS IT ON THE GROUND! REX GETS HIMSELF BACK UP AND DARKANE GETS IN A BATTER’S STANCE! DARKANE SWINGS FOR THE FENCES!!!!

James Peters: REX CATCHES THE FUCKING SHOVEL!

Rich Russillo: REX KICKS DARKANE IN THE RIBS AND NOW HE HAS FULL CONTROL OF THE SHOVEL! REX SWINGS WITH ALL HIS MIGHT AND HE CRACKS THE SHOVEL ACROSS DARKANE’S ARM AND SIDE!!!! DARKANE DROPS DOWN TO HIS KNEES!!! REX SLIPS OUTSIDE OF THE RING AND REACHES UNDER IT ONCE AGAIN!!!!

James Peters: HE IS PULLING OUT A TABLE NOW!!! REX WITH A TABLE!!!!

Rich Russillo: WHAT THE FUCK THOUGH?! THAT TABLE IS LACED WITH EXPLOSIVES!!! 😐

James Peters: WHERE THE FUCK DID THIS STUFF EVEN COME FROM?!

Rich Russillo: Rex is setting the table up now ON THE OUTSIDE and this man’s mind has gone to a dark place. I don’t even know what to fucking think right now…

James Peters: Well Rex is back inside the ring now and he is gathering up all the remaining lighttubes! He grabs them all and goes back outside, piling them on the table, and inside the ring, Darkane is back up!

Rich Russillo: DARKANE HAS THE SHOVEL BACK IN HIS HANDS!!! REX IS BACK INSIDE THE RING! DARKANE CATCHES REX IN THE MID-SECTION WITH THE END OF THE SHOVEL! REX DROPS TO HIS KNEES!!! DARKANE SLAMS THE SHOVEL INTO REX’S CHEST AND REX FALLS BACK! DARKANE DOESN’T GO FOR THE COVER THOUGH! HE SEES THE TABLE SET UP! A SICK LOOK CROSSES DARKANE’S FACE AND HE DROPS THE SHOVEL, GRABS REX BY THE HAIR, AND DRAGS HIM OVER TO THE ROPES!!!!

James Peters: OH DEAR GAWD! DOES DARKANE EVEN KNOW WHAT TO DO UP THERE?!

Rich Russillo: DARKANE CLIMBS TO THE TOP ROPE AND PULLS REX UP WITH HIM! DARKANE LOOKS A LITTLE UNSTEADY BUT HE IS FULLY STANDING ON THE TOP ROPE NOW! HE HAS REX MCALLISTER UP THERE WITH HIM AND THIS IS GOING TO BE BAD. IT’S GOING TO BE SO FUCKING BAD.

James Peters: NO ONE IN THIS ARENA IS SITTING RIGHT NOW! RICH AND MYSELF ARE ALSO ON OUR FEET. I’M FUCKING SCARED FOR BOTH OF THESE MEN. I WISH THE REFEREE WOULD GET IN THERE AND STOP THIS!

Rich Russillo: DARKANE HAS REX LOCKED IN A SUPLEX POSITION AND I’M PRETTY SURE HE WANTS TO SUPERPLEX HIMSELF AND REX THROUGH THAT TABLE. PLEASE DON’T DO THAT DARKANE. DON’T END THE MATCH THIS WAY!

James Peters: :lupe:

Rich Russillo: REX IS FIGHTING BACK THOUGH! REX WITH A SERIES OF PUNCHES TO THE GUT! HE GETS HIMSELF OUT OF DARKANE’S CLUTCHES! BOTH MEN ARE ON THE TOP RIGHT NOW! BOTH OF THEM ARE EXCHANGING RIGHTS AND LEFTS! I LITERALLY CAN’T WATCH…

James Peters: DARKANE’S FOOT SLIPS JUST A BIT! THIS CROWD JUST GASPED! DARKANE RIGHTS HIMSELF THOUGH! HE HITS REX WITH A LOW BLOW! DARKANE GRABS A HOLD OF REX BEFORE REX CAN FALL FROM THE ROPES AND DARKANE TURNS THEM BOTH AROUND AND HE LOOKS DOWN AT THE TABLE!

Rich Russillo: SDLKFJSLDFJEIRUEJLSDFJSF!!!!

James Peters: WOERUWEORJWEOIRWEOIR!!!!

Crowd: WOEURWOERUWOERJDSFKORT!!!!!

Rich Russillo: DARKANE WITH A FUCKING SPANISH FLY OFF THE TOP ROPE!!!!

(Darkane and Rex crash through the table and the explosives attached to the table are triggered and erupt!!!)

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

James Peters (with tension in his voice): The referee is down on the floor now, trying to see through the smoke, and check on both Darkane and Rex.

Rich Russillo: I have no words.

(The referee finally gets himself in position to check on both competitors and immediately calls for the bell.)

(Ding! Ding! Ding!)

(Various EAW officials, medical staff, and even Captain Charisma come rushing down to the ring to check on Darkane and Rex. The crowd watches the scene unfold, holding their breath, unable to truly believe what they witnessed. Two former world champions, who will be competing in Grand Rampage for an opportunity to headline the biggest sports entertainment spectacle in the world, literally just blew themselves up to try and win an exhibition match. That’s guts. That’s fearlessness. That’s what being ‘Elite’ is all about. The smoke has started to clear now, and that allows everyone to see that the EAW officials and medical staff have backed off. Darkane slowly gets himself into a sitting position… bloody, groggy, and completely battered. Beside him is Rex McAllister. Rex is also somehow able to sit up, although it takes him a little more effort than it did Darkane. Rex rakes a shaking hand through his bloody hair and looks over at Darkane. Darkane looks back at Rex. Both of them give each other a nod of respect.)

(EAW logo buzzes.)