John Helms
(EAW intro plays.)
(A recap is shown of last week’s episode of Sunday Night Voltage, with British Invasion, Ms. Extreme, Michael Machina, Adam Lucas, and Jake Smith all getting victories. It then goes to a shot of the Simmons Bank Arena in Little Rock, Arkansas. The crowd roars in approval as a beautiful array of pyro is seen erupting out onto the stage, with the camera panning around before it lands on the commentary desk. Rich Russillo, James Peters, and Persephone are seen standing by as per as they quickly welcome everyone to the action.)
Rich Russillo: Welcome everyone to another jampacked episode of Sunday Night Voltage!
Persephone: Sigh.
James Peters: We are only weeks away from the Bloodsport Marquee Event and what a show we have for you this week! KASAI faces Lt. Colonel Michael Scott Connor. Diamond Dixon returns to in-ring action! Michael Machina faces Ashlynn Quinn! We have two Beat The Clock challenges, with Akari Kiyoko and Cameron Ella Ava in competition with one another, Akari facing Zane Grae and Cameron facing Effy McAvoy. Then in the main event, a massive six-person tag team match! EAW World Champion Jake Smith teams with his challengers Limmy Monaghan and Methuselah to go up against British Invasion in what should be a stellar match! Let’s get right to it!
(The camera fades over to the ring, which has been set up for a contract signing. There is a table set up inside of the ring, as well as three chairs, one on opposite sides of the table as well as one at the very end. A match contract is placed on top of the table along with pens and microphones, and inside of the ring is Bella Braxton, who begins to speak.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the contract signing for Barbed Wire Massacre X, Bloodsport’s EAW World Championship match!
(The fans cheer, and Bella continues.)
Bella Braxton: Please welcome the challengers! Introducing first is the Chairman, and EAW Hall of Famer… METHUSELAH!
(The crowd explodes as the fans in attendance begin to boo. ‘Praise Gawd’ by Kanye West begins to play, and it doesn’t take very long for Methuselah to slowly walk out. Methuselah stares directly towards the ring as he appears at the stage, and before long he slowly begins making his way down the ramp, heading to the ring.)
James Peters: The Chairman is here, and judging by what happened last week, I think he would have been here regardless of what Captain Charisma said. He clearly wasn’t taking no for an answer, but Jake Smith can’t really blame anyone but himself for this.
Rich Russillo: It’s been a long time since Methuselah has actually held a Championship. Bloodsport could be where that all changes, but there’s no telling how things will go. What we can say is that Methuselah is definitely a threat, possibly the biggest threat in this match.
Persephone: I’m already bored… Please, can we just wrap this up?
(Methuselah makes it down to ringside, before walking up the steel steps and entering the ring. From there, he wastes no time. He surprises the fans in attendance as he immediately grabs one of the pens, signing the contract for the EAW World Championship match before either of his opponents have even made their way out. Following this he takes a seat, allowing Bella to continue.)
Bella Braxton: Next is the second of the two challengers for the EAW World Championship! He is a former World Heavyweight Champion… The Ace, LIMMY MONAGHAN!
(Following the announcement, ‘Number One’ by Shirō Sagisu and Hazel Fernandes hits, causing extremely loud cheers to come from the fans. The camera pans back towards the stage, and Limmy Monaghan steps out. Limmy looks towards Methuselah as he is seen at the stage, and he begins walking down the ramp, not taking his eyes off one of his two Bloodsport opponents.)
James Peters: Here comes Limmy Monaghan, our second of TWO challengers. I think we all have to remember, Limmy put up an amazing fight against Methuselah before Jake interfered. Given his accomplishments before, there’s a chance he’s the one that leaves Bloodsport as Champion.
Rich Russillo: You could argue Limmy would have won against Methuselah if Jake didn’t get involved, but we’ll never know. What we do know is that now both men have a shot to do what they missed out on, while also becoming World Champion.
Persephone: Who cares..? They’re not Luis…
(Limmy Monaghan enters the ring, and once he makes it to his seat, he takes notice of the fact that Methuselah has already signed the contract. Limmy glances at the Chairman for a moment, before finally sitting down. After this, Bella begins to speak once more.)
Bella Braxton: And finally, please welcome the EAW World Champion, and newly inducted Hall of Famer… JAKE SMITH!
(Suddenly, all of the fans in attendance begin to boo as ‘Stop Breathing (Burn In My Light Intro)’ by Playboi Carti hits. Jake Smith begins to slowly walk out, carrying his EAW World Championship on his shoulder. As Jake walks out, he doesn’t look too pleased seeing Methuselah and Limmy Monaghan inside of the ring, knowing that he’ll be facing them at Bloodsport. Despite this, Jake puts a smirk on his face before heading down to the ring.)
Persephone: I hate everything about this. Why does he have to be our Champion?
James Peters: We all saw why at Pain for Pride, but after the mess Jake has gotten himself into, there’s no telling how long he’ll actually be holding that title. After all, he could lose that Championship without being pinned!
Rich Russillo: That’s right, but at the same time Jake is also the kind of Elitist sneaky enough to thrive in a triple threat scenario. Honestly, I’m not sure how this match will go.
(Jake enters the ring, and once he’s there, his music begins to fade out. Jake approaches his chair, but before he takes a seat, he picks up a microphone before beginning to speak, looking towards Limmy and Methuselah.)
Jake Smith: So you two know this match shouldn’t be happening, right?
(Neither man responds, not caring to entertain the question. However, Jake just turns towards Methuselah before continuing.)
Jake Smith: I see you already signed the contract. All three of us have to sign it for the match to become official, so here’s my question. After what happened last week, why should I sign that? You speared me, and you two CLEARLY tried to distract me in my match against Solomon Stane. If I was anyone else I might’ve even lost thanks to that attack and your annoying presence at ringside, so why should I give you two what you want? What’s stopping me from just walking back up that ramp and-
Limmy Monaghan: Will you shut up?
(The fans cheer hearing this, and Jake turns towards Limmy, shocked by the interruption. After a few seconds, Limmy continues.)
Limmy Monaghan: Trust me, we all know that this isn’t the match you wanted. You did everything in your power to avoid even facing one of us, so of course the idea of facing both of us was enough for you to start throwing a tantrum. Truthfully Jake, I don’t care to do this. I told you last week what I’m here for, and these next few weeks are all that’s standing in the way of me fighting to become World Champion once more. Jake, I’m not here to entertain your complaints. I’m here to sign a contract. If you still believe I don’t deserve to be here you’re free to feel how you want, but that won’t change the fact that I’m here, nor will it change the fact that I’m here thanks to your own actions. In your attempt to push me away from the EAW World Championship you’ve only opened the door for me to get exactly what I came for, and come Bloodsport I will be taking that Championship from you. The back and forth is unnecessary, Jake. Like it or not, the biggest threat to your Championship reign is right in front of you.
(The fans continue to cheer, but Jake just begins to laugh.)
Jake Smith: Don’t do this. I’m not losing this title anytime soon, I’m just saying what needs to be said. Neither of you earned your spots. Neither of you won last week, which means that neither of you are the number one contender. Captain Charisma can randomly go and make all these unnecessary matches, but it won’t make either of you anymore deserving of this Championship. Neither of you belong anywhere near me or the EAW World Championship, so instead of doing all this talk, why don’t you just go away? This whole thing is stupid, especially since it’s not like either of you will actually beat me at Bloodsport. Why should you two get this match when you’re nowhere near good enough to win? It’s just a waste of time, and Barbed Wire Massacre X is an awful stipulation to throw at a match like this! Seriously, this is all just pointless. I’m not sure why you’re even getting your hopes up.
Limmy Monaghan: If that’s what you think…
(Limmy Monaghan grabs the contract, as well as a pen from the table. Without another word Limmy signs the contract, causing the fans to once again begin cheering. Jake doesn’t look too amused seeing this, but Limmy begins speaking once more.)
Limmy Monaghan: Why not make the effort to prove yourself right? There’s no point in dragging this out any longer than necessary. Just sign the contract so we can leave the ring and prepare for the match later tonight. You’re not going to get out of this match, Jake. Your arrogance has already pushed you too far, and at Bloodsport you’ll pay for something you had no good reason to do to begin with. You knew this was going to happen. I was always coming after your Championship, and no matter if you’re my only opponent or if Methuselah’s in the way, I plan to leave Bloodsport as Champion. All you accomplished was making this worse for yourself, so do yourself a favor and let’s just get this over with.
Jake Smith: I don’t know who you think you’re talking to, but I’m the Champion here. I don’t have to-
Methuselah: Sign the contract.
Jake Smith: :francis:
Methuselah: As far as I’m concerned, this conversation is over. I will not be listening to you speak in circles over a match that has already been decided. You’re not getting out of this, Jake. I won’t let you, nor will I allow Mona_han to leave Bloodsport with the EAW World Championship. Any further discussion is unnecessary, because the outcome of this match was decided from the very moment that Championship was in my sight. Jake, you didn’t dig your own grave the moment you interfered during my match against Limmy. You dug your grave the moment you chose to challenge Charlie Marr for the EAW World Championship and became the Champion of the brand I’d soon be drafted to. Your time is over, as is Mona_han’s, and it has been that way from the very beginning. That Championship was always going to change hands as early as Voltage’s very first marquee event of the new season, but the one responsible was never going to be Limmy, or any other name on this roster. It was me. At Bloodsport, this reign ends.
(Jake is staring directly at Methuselah, not happy about what he heard. However, just before he gets the chance to speak, Limmy Monaghan speaks up.)
Limmy Monaghan: You’re too confident. Methuselah, you can forget about our last match thanks to the interference of Jake, but by this point it should be clear to you that I am not going to willingly walk out of this match empty handed. Say whatever you’d like for these next few weeks, but once it is time for us to enter the ring, I’ll do whatever is necessary in order for me to overcome not one, but two Elitists standing in the way of me and that Championship. You’ll get what’s coming to you too, Methuselah.
(The fans cheer hearing this, but it doesn’t take very long for Methuselah to respond.)
Methuselah: Do you think this is an argument? I signed the contract as soon as I walked out here because I have no interest in talking to the two of you about your beliefs right now. You two have many different promises that you’ll be making whether it be right now or in the remaining weeks before Bloodsport, and the second we enter that ring each and every single one of them will be crushed, one by one. You two clearly do not understand the fact that I’m not just here for the sake of being here. Much like you, I’m here to leave Bloodsport with the EAW World Championship. Much like you, I am here to once again be World Champion. The difference lies in who you are. A reign with the EAW World Championship is not in your future, and it’s for the best that you understand that now. There’s only one way this ends, and I told you what that was already.
Limmy Monaghan: I heard you, but I believe you have a severe misunderstanding of what this Bloodsport match really is, and that’s going to cost you once the time comes. Jake can say what he wants, but eventually he’ll understand that his Championship is on the line regardless of whether or not he wants to play along. When that happens, I’ll be putting everything I have into becoming Champion. It didn’t matter who else, or how many people ended up joining the match once I got the opportunity. What matters is that not a single one of them would stop me. Not even you-
Jake Smith: Umm… HELLO??? I don’t care for whatever you guys are talking about! Neither of you need to be in this match, and I’m not going to keep being interrupted just so you two can disrespect me and pretend it’s some sort of forgone conclusion that you’re taking this Championship from me! I won this title back at Pain for Pride because I’m the best there is, and I didn’t go through an entire Grand Rampage just to have one of the shortest World Championship reigns ever! Get this idea that you’re beating me out of your heads, because it’s not happening.
Methuselah: Jake, I’m only going to tell you one more time. Sign the contract. By now you and Limmy Mona_han should’ve already come to terms with the fact that neither of you would’ve left this match as Champion regardless of the decision Captain Charisma made, but right now you’re embarrassing yourself and nothing more. The match you’re going to enter in a few weeks is life threatening. There’s more than that Championship, and even your career on the line. Don’t make this any worse for yourself.
(Jake remains silent for a moment, obviously not happy with this argument between his challengers. Jake looks at the contract for a moment, before looking back towards both challengers and beginning to speak once more.)
Jake Smith: You know what? Fine. If this is what you all want I’ll sign the stupid contract, but I can’t wait to see the looks on all of your faces when Bloodsport ends and I’m doing exactly what I did at Pain for Pride, and raising my EAW World Championship in the air. You two idiots clearly don’t know what you’re getting into yet, but you’ll see soon enough. I don’t know why you two both think you can just have your way around here, but this is MY show. I don’t care if you’re the Chairman, or if you’re a former World Champion, or if Captain Charisma wants to do anything else to try and screw me over. I’m still the best wrestler on this entire show, and neither of you will take that away from me. When this ends and neither of you leave Bloodsport with the EAW World Championship, just don’t say I didn’t warn you, because I already told you exactly what’s going to happen.
(Jake grabs the contract, finally signing it as the fans loudly cheer. Jake slams the contract down onto the table, before turning and seemingly beginning to make his way out of the ring. However, as he makes it to the ropes, he stops and turns towards his Bloodsport opponents.)
James Peters: WOAH! JAKE SMITH JUST SWUNG THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP AT LIMMY MONAGHAN!
Rich Russillo: LIMMY ANTICIPATED IT THOUGH, AND HE DUCKS UNDER IT, GETTING OUT OF HIS SEAT BEFORE HITTING JAKE WITH A FOREARM! JAKE DROPS HIS CHAMPIONSHIP, AND NOW THESE TWO ARE GOING BACK AND FORTH, BRAWLING AROUND THE RING AS-
James Peters: WAIT A SECOND! JAKE JUST DUCKED UNDER A STRIKE FROM LIMMY, AND LIMMY NEARLY HIT METHUSELAH! METHUSELAH CATCHES THE ARM THOUGH, AND KICKS LIMMY IN THE MIDSECTION BEFORE SENDING HIM INTO THE CORNER OF THE RING!
Rich Russillo: JAKE RUNS IN, AND HE LANDS AN UPPERCUT ON METHUSELAH, WHO STUMBLES BACKWARDS! JAKE LOOKS TO CAPITALIZE, BUT METHUSELAH CATCHES JAKE WITH A KNEE TO THE MIDSECTION BEFORE SENDING JAKE THROUGH THE ROPES AND OUT OF THE RING! METHUSELAH NOW TURNING AROUND-
James Peters: AND NOW THERE’S LIMMY WITH A CLOTHESLINE TO METHUSELAH, AS BOTH MEN GO OVER THE TOP ROPE AND OUT OF THE RING!!!!!
Persephone: Great… Now I gotta watch these three morons fight. Since this is happening, can we at least cancel tonight’s match?
Rich Russillo: I DON’T KNOW IF THAT WILL HAPPEN, BUT IF THIS FIGHT CONTINUES IT JUST MIGHT HAVE TO! ALL THREE MEN ARE BACK UP, AND METHUSELAH JUST PUNCHED JAKE IN THE JAW, CAUSING HIM TO STUMBLE BACK! LIMMY NOW RUNNING INTO METHUSELAH, AND METHUSELAH CRASHES BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE- RIGHT BEFORE JAKE HITS LIMMY WITH A SUPERKICK!
James Peters: WE ALREADY KNOW THE ISSUES THESE THREE HAVE DEVELOPED, AND IT SEEMS LIKE THINGS HAVE FINALLY REACHED THEIR BREAKING POINT! LIMMY AND JAKE NOW GOING BACK AND FORTH- BUT LOOK! IT WAS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME UNTIL THIS HAPPENED!
Rich Russillo: ALL THREE MEN CONTINUE TO FIGHT, BUT AS THEY TRADE STRIKES, SECURITY GUARDS MAKE THEIR WAY DOWN THE RAMP AND TOWARDS RINGSIDE! THE SECURITY GUARDS ARE SURROUNDING THE THREE ELITISTS, PULLING THEM AWAY FROM EACH OTHER SO THIS BRAWL CAN’T GET ANY WORSE!
Persephone: What??? But nobody is even bleeding! How is the match gonna get canceled now??
James Peters: I think Captain Charisma did this so it doesn’t have to be! Somehow, these three will have to work together in our main event later this evening! I don’t know how that’s going to work out, but there’s one thing we know for sure. Once that match is done all bets are off, as these three will face off in Barbed Wire Massacre X!
(The fans in attendance loudly boo as the brawl between Jake Smith, Limmy Monaghan and Methuselah is broken up. The security guards pull all three men away from each other, and as they’re all torn apart Voltage begins to fade away from ringside.)
(Promotional ad for Bloodsport, where Jake Smith, Methuselah and Limmy Monaghan face off in Barbed Wire Massacre X.)
(The camera fades back to ringside.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SET FOR ONE FALL!
(‘Won’t Back Down’ by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers begins to play as Lt. Colonel Michael Scott Connor makes his way out to the ramp. The crowd immediately begins to cheer for the marine. He smiles and welcomes it.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST…FROM LONDON, OHIO…WEIGHING IN AT 210 POUNDS…HE IS LIEUTENANT COLONEL…MICHAEL S. CONNOR!
(He makes his way down to the ring and shakes the hands of some of the fans at ringside. He gets back inside the ring and focuses up, waiting for his opponent. ‘KARATE’ by BABYMETAL begins to play as KASAI makes her way out onto the stage. There’s a mixed reaction, but the champ remains unbothered. She looks down at Connor in the ring and holds her title up.)
Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT…FROM AMANI, KAGOSHIMA, JAPAN…WEIGHING IN AT 145 POUNDS…SHE IS THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPION…THE ‘HUNTRESS’….KAAAASSSSAAAAAIIII!
(She makes her way down to the ring and nods in acknowledgement to Connor. She goes to the corner and poses with her title. She then hands it off to the ref and prepares for the match. The ref rings the bell)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Look, it’s time to get started here! KASAI and Connor are circling each other here, trying to feel each other out! They meet in the middle of the ring and lock up! The two are vying for the advantage…AND CONNOR SEEMS TO FIND HE! He’s able to reposition himself behind his opponent! HE GOES TO LIFT KASAI! BUT SHE’S ABLE TO COUNTER WITH AN ARM DRAG! She takes down Connor who tries to make his way back up to a vertical basis! As soon as he gets there, a knee is placed firmly into his stomach!
James Peters: KASAI looks to follow that one up with the irish whip! She attempts to send Connor across the ring but HE PULLS HER BACK IN! HE GETS IN THE FRONT CHANCERY! Look at that right there, he’s applying pressure to the head and neck, working on wearing down his opponent early! He tries to bring this one down to the mat, but KASAI maintains her footing! SHE RAMS HIM STRAIGHT INTO THE CORNER TURNBUCKLE! She grabs onto the ropes to force a break! As soon as Connor releases…SHE BOOTS HIM STRAIGHT IN THE STOMACH! She backs up and comes back down on the back of his head with the scissors kick!
Persephone: Damn, Scotty isn’t doing too hotty. And I don’t think he’s about to get anything else going here. KASAI grabs onto his arm and applies the key lock! She’s applying immense pressure to his arm here, trying to cut off some of grappling capabilities. He looks like he’s in pain. LOL.
Rich Russillo: This is an effective maneuver here but Connor is forcing himself back to his feet! He manages to get to a standing position yet the hold is still locked in! He reaches out towards the ropes and manages to get his free hand on the top! This forces the break! KASAI is told to back off by the referee and she obliged! Scotty takes a second to recover but it’s interrupted by the Specialist’s Champion! She grabs onto his arm once again, this time trying to bring it around his back for the Hammerlock! But Connor twists around and is able to get himself free before it can be applied! INSTEAD SHE LOOKS FOR A HIGH KICK TO THE HEAD OF THE COLONEL!
James Peters: BUT CONNOR IS ABLE TO DUCK RIGHT UNDER IT! KASAI swung too hard there and nearly lost balance from the miss! With lightning speed, Connor grabs her from behind and applies that reverse chin lock! He’s got his arm wrapped tightly around her throat, squeezing like a python! It looks like he’s feeling the effects of that key lock, the grip on his other arm slipping! KASAI is able to tear herself free from the hold! She comes back at him with the calf kick, but he shoves her legs to the side! He reaches down and lifts her back up…HERE COMES THE SUPLEX!
Persephone: Or…not. As KASAI is being lifted up, she punches Scotty right in the face! He drops her like a bag of feces and she’s able to land on her feet! He tries to grapple her once again, but she ducks under it and runs towards the ropes! SHE GOES FOR THE SPRINGBOARD BACK ELBOW! Connor avoids getting his nose broken, catching her from behind. And now he drops her with the german suplex. That’s rough. Oh, the cover.
ONE!
TW-
James Peters: Connor just made an impressive counter right there! He didn’t get the three count but he still wants to capitalize on this opening! The Colonel grabs her arm and applies the seated hammerlock! Two can play at this game apparently, as he flips her onto her back and twists her arm around! There is no hesitation from KASAI as she brings an elbow right back into the face of her opponent! Connor keeps the hold locked in tight…SO SHE GETS HIM WITH ANOTHER! He doesn’t release it quite yet, but this allows her the leeway to get back to her feet! She lunges forward now and grabs onto the ropes, forcing the break!
Rich Russillo: Connor releases the hold but immediately begins preparing for her to strike! He’s watching KASAI carefully as she shakes off the pain! What’s she doing now? It looks like the champion is heading up to the middle rope! Connor goes to take her down, not wanting her to get aerial offense in! SHE BOOTS HIM RIGHT IN THE FACE! AND THEN SHE GETS HIM WITH THE FLYING ROPE HURRICANRANA! She throws Connor with enough force that he rolls to the outside! He’s stunned by that move but he should turn around! KASAI COMES CRASHING DOWN ON HIM WITH THE TOPE CON HILO! WHAT A MOVE FROM THE HUNTRESS!
Persephone: All that military training and he wasn’t able to see that coming? Wouldn’t want to be in his platoon or whatever if he was the look-out.
James Peters: KASAI is a versatile and unpredictable opponent. She keeps her opponents on their toes at all times! She throws Connor back inside the ring now! He manages to get back to his feet but that will not last long here! He turns around towards KASAI and GETS DROPPED BY THE RUNNING SUPERKICK! She goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Rich Russillo: Connor is able to get the shoulder up! He might have just been rocked by that brutal kick, but he’s far from done! KASAI looks to deliver the same punishment as he did, immediately locking her opponent in an armbar! Connor tries to hold onto his arm, but she’s able to pull it away! AND LOOK AT THAT! She is hyperextending that arm in a nasty way! Connor tries to reposition himself to reach the ropes, but he’s too far away! It looks like he’s stuck in this hold for now!
Persephone: We could make the match even more simple. Whoever breaks the other one’s arm first gets the win. That would be entertainment. Unfortunately it looks like that isn’t going to happen. Connor is trying to roll back on top of his opponent, but KASAI is kicking him in the face! He’s trying to soldier it out, but these are hard strikes. BUT HE’S ABLE TO DRAG HER TOWARDS THE ROPES AND FORCE THE BREAK!
James Peters: KASAI releases the hold! She comes back at Connor once again, getting him with a kick straight to the center mass! She then sends him into the corner! SHE RUSHES AT HIM AND GETS WITH THE RUNNING HIP ATTACK! She then grabs his arms and wraps them around the ropes! SHE GETS HIM WITH A KICK RIGHT ACROSS THE CHEST AGAIN! Connor tries to escape the corner but his arms are wrapped around the ropes! HE TAKES ANOTHER KICK AGAIN! AND NOW KASAI IS JUST GOING RAPID FIRE HERE! Connor is completely out of it so KASAI looks to wake him back up! RUNNING DROPKICK AIMED STRAIGHT AT THE TRAPPED ARM!
Rich Russillo: And you can see the pain on Connors face, it is hard too hard to hide! KASAI comes at once again…THIS TIME TRYING TO APPLY THE OCTOPUS LOCK! CONNOR DROPS HER DOWN BEFORE SHE CAN GET IT! That looked messy but it got the job done there! From this position, Connor rolls over on top of his opponent…AND GETS THE CRUCIFIX ARMBAR! LOOK AT THAT, HE’S HER ENTIRE UPPER BODY LOCKED DOWN! Both arms are trapped and her legs are nowhere near the ropes! This is a bad situation to be in here!
Persephone: Yeah, this sucks for KASAI. Maybe she’ll actually tap out here. Never mind! She pushes off the ground with her legs, rolling backwards over her opponent. Wow, she manages to get her foot on the ropes. It looks like once again we have a rope break. These are some slippery elitists.
James Peters: Both elitists now get back to their feet! This has been an interesting match so far, both competitors showcasing technical wrestling prowess! THEY LOCK UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING AGAIN! KASAI manages to win this round, taking hold of the arm once again with the wrist clutch! She goes to drop the elbow down but Connor is able to tear his arm away! KASAI reacts fast, delivering a kick straight to his knee! SHE GRABS HIM AND CONNECTS WITH AN ELEVATED DDT!
Rich Russillo: The head of Connor bounces off the mat and his head has to be ringing! KASAI grabs him and lines it up…SHE STOMPS DOWN ON IT! Connor recoils in pain but she isn’t done yet! She lines it up one more time…AND DROPS HER KNEE DOWN ON IT! She drags him back up to his feet now! KASAI IS LIFTING HIM UP ONTO HER SHOULDERS! ARE WE ABOUT TO SEE THE MEGATSUNAMI???
Persephone: I guess not. Connor manages to roll off her shoulder and get behind KASAI. And now he gets her with a big German suplex. KASAI lands on her neck and head. That’s probably not good. But what do I care?
James Peters: That massive impact might have turned the tide here! Connor gets her back up to her feet before lifting her up! HE DROPS HER TO THE MAT WITH A SUPLEX! HE THEN GRABS HER ARM AND GOES FOR THE BRIDGING CHICKENWING! Connor manages to get the hold locked in! You can tell the champion is feeling this one in its entirety! These two are competing with arm submissions tonight! I think it was practical at the beginning of this match and now it’s just purely to outdo each other! KASAI once again is trying to free herself…once again going for the ropes! Unfortunately for her, Connor keeps her locked down and out of reach!
Rich Russillo: SHE MANAGES TO TWIST HER WAY OUT OF IT! She manages to get back to her feet and away from Connor! The Colonel gets back to his feet and approaches his opponent! He hooks her arms…AND IT’S TIME FOR TAPS! Before he can fully hook it, she manages to escape it! SHE ROCKS HIM WITH THE STEPPING SIDE KICK! Connor stumbles back into the corner! AND KASAI MEETS HIM THERE WITH THE HIGH BIG BOOT! The sole of her shoes just scraped across the face of her opponent! He collapses forward and out of the corner! Connor tries to get back to his feet BUT GETS HIS BLOCK KNOCKED OFF WITH CTE! The knee trembler connects and KASAI goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-
Persephone: Oh boy, Connor kicks out. I wonder what’s next? An arm submission? Never mind, it looks like KASAI has a different idea in mind here. Thank God. She makes her way up onto the top rope. Oh, this is going to be the end for Soldier Boy over there. It’s basically his rapture. KITSUNE’S BLESSING V2 FROM KASAI!
James Peters: She goes for that moonsault stomp but Connor is able to roll out of the way! He barely is able to get to his feet before KASAI recovers from the missed move! She tries to come back at him but HE GETS HER WITH THE FRONT FACELOCK! From there, Connor takes her to the ground but she’s showing some resistance here! She manages to push her back up to her feet…BUT THEN HE LIFTS HER UP FOR THE SUPLEX! He drops her right onto the ropes…SLINGSHOT SUPLEX! Clever move there, using the ring ropes to add a little bit more oomph to that maneuver!
Rich Russillo: And now Connor is looking to put this one away! He grabs the legs of KASAI AND LOCKS IN THE OKINAWA! THE INVERTED CLOVERLEAF IS LOCKED IN! She tries to crawl to freedom, but Connor lifts her up, dangling the champion in this submission move! This is the type of submission that completely controls the opponent! KASAI is looking in severe pain, her arm hurts and now her legs and lower back! You have to think that she might consider giving up here?
Persephone: She should honestly.
James Peters: BUT SHE WON’T! SHE LIFTS HERSELF UP AND THEN QUICKLY SWINGS IN BETWEEN HER LEGS! She sends Connor into the ropes and manages to get herself free! The Colonel looks to take control of the situation once again, trying to lock in another Front Facelock! KASAI ESCAPES AND IMMEDIATELY GETS HIM WITH THE SPINNING ELBOW! She then lifts him up overhead…AND TRIES TO DROP HIM DOWN WITH THE STARBOMB! BUT HER ARM GIVES OUT ON HER AND SHE DROPS HIM! CONNOR TURNS HER AROUND…TAPS! HE GETS THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK DDT! COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-
Rich Russillo: NO! SHE GETS THE SHOULDER UP! Connor looks perturbed here…he thought that he was about to pull off the upset! He stands back up and takes a second to consider his next course of action! He makes a decision it seems! HE GOES TO LOCK IN THE DD124! This could be over if this hold is applied! KASAI HOWEVER BRINGS HER KNEE RIGHT UP INTO HIS FOREHEAD! This sends The Colonel stumbling back into the ropes! He looks to quickly grapple KASAI but she intercepts it with a boot to the gut! AND SHE FOLLOWS UP WITH THE DDT! KASAI gets up quickly and drags him over to the ropes! SPIKE DDT NOW! His head makes contact with the mat with a sickening thud!
Persephone: Looks like he’s not going to be able to last much longer here. I bet he’s used to that though. Anyways, KASAI brings him back to his feet…AND THEN SHE GOES TO THE ROPES TO HIT A SPRINGBOARD SAVATE KICK! Swing and a miss though as Scotty catches the leg. He locks in the toe hold! Wow, what a shocker. Another submission maneuver.
James Peters: KASAI is able to get hold of the bottom rope, getting the rope break! Connor releases the hold but immediately lifts up his opponent for the suplex! KASAI refuses to be lifted…instead repositioning herself! SHE GOES FOR THE ELEVATED DDT! Connor gets his knee on the ground, not letting his face meet the mat again! He gets up and pushes his opponent into the corner! He turns her around AND HE’S ABOUT TO LAUNCH HER WITH THE GERMAN SUPLEX!
Rich Russillo: HE THROWS HER…BUT SHE LANDS ON HER FEET! SHE DROPS DOWN ON HIM WITH THE SPINNING LEG DROP! Connor rolls out of the way though and gets back to a vertical base! He goes to lift her up…BUT SHE SLIPS RIGHT BETWEEN HIS LEGS AND GETS BACK TO HER FEET! Connor turns around…AND RIGHT INTO THE URAI’S CURSE! THE CHAMPION KICKS HIS HEAD OFF OUT OF NOWHERE! COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner… THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPION, KAAAAAAAAAAASAAAAAAIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!
James Peters: What a match by these two! Michael S. Connor almost had it, but in the end KASAI picks up the victory!
Rich Russillo: That was definitely a close one. Great victory for the Specialists Champion!
(KASAI slowly finds her way back to her feet, before having her Championship handed to her. As KASAI’s entrance music plays and KASAI celebrates her victory, Michael S. Connor slowly makes it back to his feet. Following the competitive match, the two shake hands once more as Michael S. Connor rolls out of the ring.)
James Peters: Great show of respect here by these two, as they just had a fantastic match. Great showing by Michael S. Connor, and congratulations to KASAI!
(KASAI adjusts the title over her shoulder as she then begins to make her way out of the ring, but before she can exit through the ropes… ‘Dance The Night’ by Dua Lipa is heard blasting through the speakers.)
Persephone: FUCK. Who asked for this… I just want to move on…
Rich Russillo: Well we should’ve expected this, KASAI is being met by Ashlynn Quinn, and she doesn’t seem to have come alone in the process.
(There’s a loud negative reaction as Ashlynn Quinn is seen making her way out, being followed closely behind her by Bea Valentine, who is seen giving her a pep talk as she makes her way down the ramp. Ashlynn acknowledges the former Specialists Champion with a light smile, but is mainly focused on KASAI as she does not look amused inside of the ring.)
James Peters: Last week we saw an encounter with Ashlynn Quinn and KASAI, mainly being egged on by Bea Valentine in the process. Bea sees herself above challenging for the Specialists Championship and seems to have enlisted someone else in the process to do that.
Rich Russillo: Of course, Ashlynn… isn’t very new to taking orders from someone else as seen on the Saturday Night Showdown brand last Season. She seems pretty confident as she heads down tonight and it seems KASAI has taken notice of that.
(Ashlynn and Bea both make their way into the ring, with Bea scurrying over to hand her a microphone, quick to step back and let her speak as she rubs her hands together with a mischievous look on her face. KASAI crosses her arms, tilting her head while ‘Dance The Night’ then begins to come to a close. It doesn’t take long before Ashlynn then begins to speak.)
Ashlynn Quinn: I’ve done some thinking, and after some talking with Miss Valentine, and her confidence in me, it’s given me what I needed to take the next step! If she believes that I can do it, someone who has held that Championship before, then I do not doubt in my mind that I can beat you KASAI! This is why I can say, without a shadow of a doubt, that it is my time to finally become a Champion in EAW!
(Bea steps forward and snatches the microphone away, Ashlynn is startled for the moment but eager to hear Bea speak as the former Specialists Champion directs herself to KASAI.)
Bea Valentine: You hear her??? That, my friends, is show business. After being unceremoniously thrust from the main act and being ripped away from my precious Gloria, you have served as filler! You have been nothing more than a temporary act, and that is something that I could no longer stand for! While I do not need to pursue such vanities anymore because someone like myself has bigger, BETTER things to focus on. Ashlynn here, a doll I may add, is READY! She is ready to take the spotlight and she is ready to bring Gloria into better hands. For so long now Gloria and I have taken over, we were the stars of the show! But all good things must come to an end, and I feel as though there is no better person to fill the role of Bea Valentine than Ashlynn Quinn.
(Ashlynn’s eyes flutter as she nearly faints, honored by such a blessing by Bea.)
Bea Valentine: I will NOT allow you to ruin this any further KASAI! Ashlynn here is going to make things right, and since you said that she could name the time and the place by this week! We will do just that!
(Bea pushes the microphone against the chest of Ashlynn as she’s quick to follow up.)
Ashlynn Quinn: Of course, Miss Valentine! KASAI, I challenge you to a match for the Specialists Championship at Bloodsport!
(The crowd roars in approval of the match as KASAI looks around, nodding her head for a moment as she seems to be amused by this entire thing. It’s not long before she makes her way over and takes her microphone from the ringside area, approaching the two of them once more, not entirely intimidated by this.)
KASAI: If that’s what you want to do, and if it’s really by your *own* accord… then I accept your challenge for Bloodsport.
(The crowd cheers louder for this as both Bea and Ashlynn look ecstatic that they’re one step closer to their goal, but KASAI isn’t done as she continues from there.)
KASAI: But let me warn you, Ashlynn, since you seem to be so intent on this for some reason… the last person that you want in your ear is Bea Valentine of all people.
(Bea looks appalled by this as she quickly speaks up.)
Bea Valentine: Excuse ME-
KASAI: Nuh uh, not done. You can be as dismissive as you want about this, it’s not my problem. But let me make it very clear why both of you are in this “situation” in the first place. I was the one who took this title from her, the one who crushed her dreams and left her on a downward spiral leading to right here and right now. Since then I have been a dominant Specialists Champion, and rightfully so. That means I don’t have a problem whatsoever with making sure that you have the same fate. I’ve held this title for this long already, and I don’t plan for Bloodsport to be my final defense.
Ashlynn Quinn: Ugh, spare me the thinkpiece, KASAI. What makes you think that I don’t get that? I know you beat Miss Valentine, and I know that it was a tragic thing in the history of this company. But it’s like she said, I am going to be the one that makes things right! I am going to be the one who takes that title from you and puts it in the hands of a REAL Champion, a real STAR. Someone who is going to elevate that beyond what you could ever do. Just like you feel as though you are capable of defending that title, I feel I am just as capable of winning it as well. What would you rather, some uggo being the one to dethrone you of your Specialists Title reign, or Ashlynn Quinn, The People’s Princess, becoming the new Specialists Champion?!
KASAI: Uh, neither…
Ashlynn Quinn: The audacity! Regardless, the latter is going to happen, and that’s something that you’re going to have to accept sooner rather than later.
KASAI: That’s nice and all, but last I checked you don’t have any input on this. Unfortunately for you, you don’t have what it takes to be a Champion. You say that it’s “finally” your time to be one, but has it ever sunk in for you that you aren’t for a reason? That you have to rely on someone else to give you that “push” in the right direction? Do you see how pointless that sounds? You’re setting yourself up for failure.
Bea Valentine: You are absolutely WRONG! Ashlynn here is setting herself up for success! This is a glorious new beginning and you’re just too blind to see it, you’re just oblivious and that’s to be expected because that’s who I’ve always known you to be.
KASAI: The last thing I need to hear is anything from you at all. Ashlynn is her own girl, she can speak for herself. I don’t expect to be chastised for being as good of a Champion as I have been for the past couple of months. What makes me sick is this poor woman is being paraded around with a responsibility that she is far too incapable of handling…
(Ashlynn clearly does not look happy about this, with Bea being seen as she frowns in the background.)
Ashlynn Quinn: You have no idea what you’re talking about, KASAI! Do you think you call the shots around here? That you’re the one that’s capable of controlling everything? When you’re in the face of a true ICON, it doesn’t work like that. You may be a good Champion, but the fact of the matter is that you’ve never faced anyone like me in your life. You’ve never seen anyone who can offer what I can offer inside of the ring, and that’s going to leave you defenseless! This is my moment for the taking!
KASAI: Sure, but just remember Grand Rampage. “Miss Valentine” was demolished at my hands and it was the start of a new era in this company with me holding the Specialists Championship. I have no problem making sure that you join her on this downward spiral as well, truly, it’s something that I will enjoy-
Rich Russillo: ASHLYNN HAS HEARD ENOUGH! SHE JUST LEAPED INTO THE AIR AND CONNECTED WITH ‘PINK STAR DIAMOND’ ONTO KASAI!
James Peters: THE DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER JUST TAKES THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPION DOWN TO THE GROUND AND SHE CAN’T EVEN DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT! SHE JUST GOT OFF OF A MATCH! ASHLYNN QUINN STANDS TALL TONIGHT AND COULD THIS BE A PREVIEW OF BLOODSPORT?!
(Ashlynn dusts herself off as she looks over at Bea, who is seen applauding her with a proud look on her face. ‘Dance The Night’ begins to blast through the speakers of the arena as the two of them stand over the unconscious body of KASAI. It’s the last shot seen before Sunday Night Voltage, from there, begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(Promotional ad for Bloodsport, where KASAI defends the Specialists Championship against Ashlynn Quinn.)
(Sunday Night Voltage returns to a shot of the Simmons Bank Arena, as the fans in attendance are met with the sounds of ‘Refuse/Resist’ by Sepultura beginning to play up. They obviously react quite negatively to this, as the camera goes over to the stage to show British Invasion making their way out. Daryl Kinkade, Halsey Neel, and Pandora Paisley are clearly as unhappy as ever after the events of last week, and are looking to express it in a similar manner as they make their way down the ramp and toward the ring, microphones already in hand while they do so.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… Daryl Kinkade, Pandora Paisley, and Halsey Neel… BRITISH INVASION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: Not again… the same shit over and over again, I fucking hate this brand.
Rich Russillo: Well last week it seems as though British Invasion got exactly what they asked for with their recent conflicts. After being distracted by Ahren Fournier during their promo, they were attacked by Zane Grae and Effy McAvoy. Although the numbers game would prove to be too much at first, it would be Lt. Colonel Michael Scott Connor who came out to even the odds as they would lay British Invasion out completely.
James Peters: It doesn’t sound like the trio is going to let them get away with that though, as they’re making their way out here tonight looking to make themselves known. I wouldn’t be surprised if this were to all boil over, but I guess that depends on what ends up happening tonight and we get something similar of the sort from last week.
(British Invasion makes their way into the ring as ‘Refuse/Resist’ then begins to come to a close from there. Then, with all three of them standing at the center of the ring, they waste absolutely zero time beginning to speak from there.)
Pandora Paisley: Personally I’m getting tired of everything that has happened these past couple of weeks. I don’t think I need to say that British Invasion is at the top of Sunday Night Voltage, but people want to be bloody stupid and act like that isn’t the case. We are sick of the constant disrespect that we have been given and it makes me wonder what it’s going to take. What are we going to need to do in order to get some sort of respect around here? It crossed my mind that the only way I can see us doing that, remotely in any way shape, or form, is by making sure that we take the helm of this brand once and for all. That we grab it by the horns and we’re the ones that take control. If it doesn’t happen in the main event, then it’s surely going to happen sooner rather than later because mark me words, we are after everything that we deserve.
Halsey Neel: And what we deserve are the Unified Tag Team Championships. What we deserve is to add that to our name once and for all and it is going to be amazing. What happened last Season left a painful mark on us, and it’s something that’s not going to be forgotten for a long time. Which is why we’re going to make sure that we redeem ourselves. That we rise from the ashes and become what nobody thought that we could do, and that is to become Champions. Which is why we’ve made the decision to go for another round, and this time we’re not going to come up in defeat. We’re going to make sure that we take what is ours, and what is ours are those titles around the waist of those undeserving Champions.
Pandora Paisley: So let’s cut the bullshit, we challenge-
(Before they can finish what they’re saying, they’re quickly interrupted by ‘Won’t Back Down’ by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers. The crowd cheers loudly and British Invasion clearly looks annoyed at this knowing exactly who it is.)
Rich Russillo: Well we should’ve expected this. Michael Scott Connor has had his issues with Daryl Kinkade and he seems to have chosen his side last week when he came out to help Effy and Zane. It’s clear that he’s become a problem for British Invasion, but it doesn’t seem like they want to handle him.
James Peters: They’re more set on the Unified Tag Team Championships, trying to move on, but I don’t think it’s that easy to do. Of course, Michael is going to come out here with something to say about it, and Daryl in particular isn’t very enthused by that.
Persephone: I’m not very enthused by this, can we speed this up, please?
(Of course, Lt. Colonel Michael Scott Connor is then seen heading out to the stage, still in his gear from the match he had minutes ago, where he came up short against KASAI. He already has a microphone in his hand as he signals for ‘Won’t Back Down’ to come to a close. He eyes British Invasion in the ring, taking a minute to scout them and their clear bitter nature right about now, and it doesn’t take long before he begins to speak.)
Lt. Colonel Michael Scott Connor: I assume that it’s the wrong time for me to interrupt you three, but I have something on my mind that I just can’t seem to shake. You see, British Invasion has walked around here like they own the place, like they’re at the very top of the Voltage brand and that nobody is able to rattle them off of it no matter how hard they try. I’ve seen my fair share of groups come out here and proclaim the same thing, and I won’t be afraid to admit that I played a part in their downfalls as well in the process. After what’s happened these past couple of weeks, I won’t be afraid to say that I see you as a problem, and Daryl in particular is someone who I’ve had my eye on, especially after what happened in our match. So while you two look to challenge for the Unified Tag Team Championships, I have a challenge of my own. I want to face Daryl at Bloodsport.
(The crowd cheers loudly at the prospect of another match being announced, but at the same time, it doesn’t seem British Invasion is taking this pretty well. They look annoyed, and Daryl in particular does not look very interested in this as he quickly steps forward before speaking.)
Daryl Kinkade: Listen, bruv-
???: SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! QUIET DOWN! SHUT UP! SHUSH! THE GOAT IS HERE!
(The crowd roars in approval of this as British Invasion looks to be on the verge of a meltdown as they look toward the stage once more. The camera goes over to reveal Ahren Fournier as he makes his way out alongside Travanna Volkova to accompany Zane Grae and Effy McAvoy who are headed out to the stage. The two of them look equally determined as they stare daggers into British Invasion, who are already over this before they begin to speak. With microphones in their hands, they waste no time butting into the conversation already happening.)
Zane Grae: I hate to be that guy, but I hope you weren’t just going to come out here and challenge for the Tag Titles without forgetting who you started problems with. That would just be rude, wouldn’t it?
Effy McAvoy: Truly, how cruel would it be to take away the experience of having our way with you? We surely had fun last week when we beat the three of you down, you remember that, don’t you? I remember Ahren watching it, did you enjoy it my Love?
Ahren Fournier: Uhm… it was nice, yes. They were about to attack me and my precious Jennipurr, chivalry is truly dead.
Zane Grae: What matters is the fact that we aren’t just going to let you move on because all of this just so happens to be inconvenient with you. Just like Michael here wants Daryl in a match, we want you two in a match as well.
(Pandora and Halsey look toward one another, and by the looks on their faces, it’s clear that they are not interested in this whatsoever.)
Pandora Paisley: Are you kidding me? Love, you have no idea who you’re challenging with this. Facing us is like a death wish, and we’re doing you a favor trying to stay away before you end up doing something that you regret. Besides, we don’t care about you, we know a result that’s going to end in our favor, and a bunch of nobodies going against British Invasion is exactly that.
Halsey Neel: The Unified Tag Team Championships have always been our end goal, and we’re going to make sure that we see it through. That means that nobody is going to end up getting in the way of that, no matter who you are. Now if I were you, I’d reconsider exactly who you’re messing with before you get burnt.
Effy McAvoy: You truly think it’s that easy? You ruined everything. Did you see how disappointed Ahren was after you two rained on my debut match? I should gouge your eyes out for that, rip out your hair, and take out your teeth, but I was told not to. The only way I can truly feel satisfied is if Ahren feels satisfied, and it seems as though the only way to do that is by beating you.
Daryl Kinkade: Bruv, I’m sick of this. All of you need to get out of here. We have our own ambitions set and NONE OF IT involves you, how many times do we need to say it before it gets into your thick fucking skull? That’s what we mean by no respect around here.
Lt. Colonel Michael Scott Connor: You should have your focus on me, Daryl. You don’t have Tag Titles to go after, you have nothing to shift your attention to except to accept my match at Bloodsport against you.
Zane Grae: Is it really that difficult…
(It’s not long before the six people in this interaction spiral into incoherent arguing over the microphone. Ahren is seen covering Jennipurr’s ears in disgust over such loud noises before he quickly takes his microphone and speaks up.)
Ahren Fournier: ENOUGH! QUIET! HISSSSSSS!!!! HISSSSSSSSS!!! I’M HISSING THAT MEANS YOU SHUT UP! THE GOAT IS THINKING!
Effy McAvoy: I’M SO SORRY!
(Effy shuts her mouth as Ahren takes a minute to stroke his beard, nodding his head as he confers with Jennipurr. Everyone is looking at him awkwardly before he speaks up again.)
Ahren Fournier: I’ve had my thinking time in le thinking chamber. Why doth thou argue? When doth could have a trios match at Bloodsport?!
(Zane, Effy, and Michael look at one another as they don’t seem to really have a problem with this.)
Zane Grae: I’m down.
Lt. Colonel Michael Scott Connor: Fine by me.
Effy McAvoy: …
Ahren Fournier: YOU CAN SPEAK MY MESSAGE DIDN’T APPLY TO YOU!
Effy McAvoy: I’M SORRY MY LOVE! YES, I WOULD LOVE THAT MATCH YOU’RE SO SMART!
(British Invasion all seem sick of this at this point, but it seems like by the looks of things, they all begrudgingly come to an agreement.)
Daryl Kinkade: If that’s what it takes to really put an end to this bruv, then we accept.
Halsey Neel: But we’re warning you right now that you have no idea what kind of hell you’ll experience at Bloodsport, and soon you’ll regret going out of your way to challenge us.
Pandora Paisley: British Invasion is everything that we say we are, and to think otherwise is a bunch of bollocks. We hope that by desecrating the three of you we send a message to everyone who says differently about us… consider yourselves warned.
(British Invasion drops their microphones down to the ground as ‘Refuse/Resist’ begins to play up once more. The three inside of the ring stare a hole into Effy, Michael, and Zane, who all look quite happy with the result of all of this while Ahren and Travanna look on pretty thrilled as well. It’s the last shot seen before Sunday Night Voltage, from there, begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(Promotional ad for Reckless Wiring, Dynasty’s first marquee event of the season.)
(The camera cuts to a local female talent inside the ring, bouncing around and stretching for her upcoming match, which she appears focused on. Meanwhile, Bella Braxton’s voice can be heard in the background.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! Already in the ring! Hailing out of Colorado Springs, Colorado, weighing in at 124 pounds… YASMINE SINCLAIR!!
(Yasmine raises both fists in the air to a small reaction from the crowd, who are indifferent towards the newcomer but react positively for Diamond Dixon as “Bussin” by Nicki Minaj and Lil Baby blares throughout the arena. Diamond Dixon struts onto the stage, looking like a million bucks, and is flanked by Tyrone Montgomery on her way to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: And her opponent! Hailing out of Houston, Texas, weighing in at 176 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Tyrone Montgomery… SHE IS THE CROWN JEWEL… DIAMOND DIXON!!
James Peters: Ladies and gentlemen, it has been a while since we’ve seen Diamond Dixon as an active competitor in Elite Answers Wrestling, but following what transpired at Pain for Pride 17, she’s left with no choice.
Rich Russillo: Personally, I’m excited to have Diamond Dixon back as an active competitor because the potential is there. Now, it’s all about unlocking it.
James Peters: And with Tyrone Montgomery by her side, I do not doubt that Diamond Dixon could reach great heights here on the Voltage brand. Don’t you think so, Persephone?
Persephone: What are you guys talking about?
James Peters: Uhm, Diamond Dixon… the woman literally making her entrance right now.
Persephone: Oh, well… honestly, I don’t care.
James Peters: Eh, as expected. :kyrie:
(Diamond Dixon enters the ring and consults with Tyrone on the apron, who drops down as the referee signals for the bell after getting approval from both women.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Persephone: Let’s make this quick.
James Peters: WELL, DIAMOND DIXON SHOOTS OUT OF HER CORNER AND SCOOPS YASMINE UP IN POSITION BY THE WAIST, DRIVING SINCLAIR BACK FIRST INTO THE CORNER! DIAMOND PROCEEDS TO REPEATEDLY DRIVE HER SHOULDER INTO THE MIDSECTION AS WELL!
Rich Russillo: DIXON GRABS HOLD OF YASMINE AND BIELS HER HALFWAY ACROSS THE RING! YASMINE FAVORS HER BACK AND PULLS HERSELF UP IN THE CORNER! DIAMOND CHARGES IN-
James Peters: OOH! YASMINE SHOWS SOME FIRE WITH A BACK ELBOW, CATCHING DIXON OFF GUARD! DIAMOND STAGGERS BACK, AND YASMINE SHOOTS OUT OF THE CORNER THIS TIME-
Rich Russillo: BUT WINDS UP RUNNING RIGHT INTO THE CLUTCHES OF DIXON, WHO HOISTS YASMINE UP ONTO HER SHOULDER! YASMINE THRASHES AROUND BEFORE SLIPPING OUT BEHIND DIXON AND ROLLING TO THE OUTSIDE!
James Peters: Yasmine’s looking to create separation, and… I don’t blame her. She’s been getting absolutely trounced by Diamond Dixon thus far.
Persephone: I hope the money is worth it.
Rich Russillo: Yasmine looks to be regretting her decision already. Both Tyrone and Diamond are urging her to get back in the ring, but Yasmine’s not interested in stepping back in there!
James Peters: Diamond Dixon slides to the outside and stands face-to-face with Yasmine, who appears frozen stiff. YASMINE GOES TO SLIDE BACK IN THE RING- BUT DIAMOND DIXON GRABS HOLD OF HER ANKLE! YASMINE ROLLS OVER ONTO HER BACK AND SHOVES DIAMOND AWAY WITH BOTH FEET!
Rich Russillo: DIAMOND GOES BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE, AND YASMINE EXITS THE RING, ROLLING HER OPPONENT BACK IN! YASMINE CLIMBS TO THE TOP ROPE AND DIVES OFF WITH A HURRICANRANA ONCE DIAMOND DIXON RETURNS TO HER FEET!
James Peters: UH-OH! DIAMOND DIXON STAYS PLANTED, AND HAS YASMINE SUSPENDED UPSIDE DOWN! DIXON HOISTS HER UP INTO POSITION FOR THE POWERBOMB!
Rich Russillo: SHE PLANTED HER SQUARE IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! YASMINE IS OUT, AND DIAMOND LIFTS HER BACK TO A VERTICAL BASE! I BELIEVE SHE CALLS THIS THE-
James Peters: FACELIFT! FACEBUSTER CONNECTS, AND DIAMOND DIXON MAKES THE COVER!!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: HERE’S YOUR WINNER… DIAMOND DIXON!
(“Bussin” by Nicki Minaj and Lil Baby plays, and Diamond Dixon rises to a knee. Tyrone Montgomery enters the ring and raises Diamond Dixon’s hand in victory as she returns to a vertical base. The duo turns to each side of the crowd, Tyrone still raising her hand, and the crowd showers them with love each time.)
Rich Russillo: What was that about ring rust?
James Peters: Diamond Dixon makes her return to active competition with a DOMINANT victory over Yasmine Sinclair!
Rich Russillo: Who- no offense, but Yasmine never stood a chance tonight. Not when she’s in there with someone the caliber of Dixon.
James Peters: Well, I hope everyone was watching, because that’s the genetically jacked and athletically stacked woman they’ll have to enter the ring with in the near future.
Persephone: Yeah, yeah, yeah- anyways, next!
(Tyrone gets a microphone handed to him by a stagehand through the middle rope, and he passes it over to Diamond Dixon in the center of the ring. Dixon looks around, briefly catches her breath, having mopped the floor with her opponent, and speaks into the microphone.)
Diamond Dixon: Like I said, y’all, the ring rust is ring rusting because that girl had me workin’ up a sweat by ragdolling her ass around this ring!
(The audience cheers.)
Diamond Dixon: Though, no disrespect to her. She brought it and at least TRIED to take me down, which is more than a certain someone can say. Because earlier in the night, I saw the Specialists Champion, KASAI, get left laying by Ashlynn Quinn, who is the Number One Contender for that Championship. Listen, blindsides and cheap-shot attempts are normal in this business. Hell, both Tyrone and I saw it on a daily basis back when we ran Dynasty.
Diamond Dixon: But while blindsiding and cheap shots are dubbed cowardly and almost pathetic… I deem someone else’s actions more cowardly and even more pathetic. Yes, I’m talking to you, little Ms. “Queen Bea.”
(Diamond makes a small wave to the camera, talking directly to Bea Valentine.)
Diamond Dixon: Because I find it pretty pathetic how you’re just using Ashlynn Quinn to get even with KASAI instead of… I don’t know, fighting her yourself? Foreign concept, I know. 🙄
Diamond Dixon: But I guess that thought never crossed your mind, or it has, and you’re just scared that KASAI is going to whoop your ass… again. :mjgrin:
(The crowd goes “ooh” to Diamond Dixon’s statement before she keeps going.)
Diamond Dixon: Hence why you’d rather send Ashlynn Quinn out there to do your dirty work and not risk whatever reputation you have left, which-
(“Gloria” by Laura Branigan plays to a mixed reaction from fans in attendance, mostly leaning towards positivity as things are about to pick up. Both Tyrone and Diamond Dixon turn towards the stage as Bea Valentine begins marching down to the ring with a microphone in hand.)
Persephone: Of course, I guess it can never be that easy to have a match and get on with i-
(Persephone’s cut off by Bea Valentine, who speaks into the microphone on her way to the ring.)
Bea Valentine: Enough!
(“Gloria” fades quickly, and Bea goes up the steps before entering the ring, standing face-to-face with Diamond.)
Bea Valentine: I have heard ENOUGH! Me? Scared of KASAI? Pfft! That’s preposterous! I am not afraid of KASAI, or the idea that she “whoops my ass again.” I am merely destined for bigger and better things, which I explained to her, and I’ll explain to you as well. Because while it does pain me to see Gloria around the waist of another, and reduced to the mere role of a… Championship… I am focused on becoming EAW Universal Woman’s Champion, which is every woman’s goal in this company, so I don’t get why you’re solely targeting me, as if you’re any different.
(Diamond Dixon cracks an amused grin.)
Diamond Dixon: You’re right. I’m not different. Like you, I want to be the Universal Women’s Champion.
Bea Valentine: Perfect! So, we’re on the same page?
Diamond Dixon: Not exactly. Because unlike you, I don’t have my eggs in two separate baskets. You don’t see me calling out Milli Banks for a match, then picking a fight with somebody completely different, because that’s what you’re doing. You claim to be “above” the Specialists Championship, but why is it I’ve only seen you around that Championship since the Season has started?
Bea Valentine: Uhm, isn’t it obvious? Because I’m putting an end to the SHAM that is KASAI’s title reign, and while I’m onto bigger and better things… I recognize that there is someone who carries Gloria almost as well as I did. You mentioned her name before I came out here, Ashlynn Quinn, who- might I add, is a grown woman who can make her own decisions. So, I don’t get why I’m being vilified and portrayed as someone who’s… “manipulating her.” I’m not manipulating Ashlynn Quinn, but I am bringing out the best in her so that she is ready for Bloodsport.
Diamond Dixon: Girl, do you hear yourself? Your mouth says one thing, but your actions say another. You’re supposedly “above” the Specialists Championship. Well, prove it. Quit worrying about who’s holding “Gloria,” and worry about who’s holding the title you’re supposedly after.
Bea Valentine: Oh, Diamond… I should’ve known better than to expect you to get it. I can’t simply “forget” about Gloria, because she is a part of me. You’d understand that… if you ever actually won a Championship, but you haven’t. The closest you’ve come to an accomplishment here is assisting Tyrone over on Dynasty.
(Tyrone grabs Diamond’s hand, and brings the microphone up to his lips, causing the crowd to grow louder, interested in what Tyrone has to say.)
Tyrone Montgomery: By the way, speaking of Dynasty, you were a member of the roster at one point, and after being drafted over to Voltage last season… you had some choice words to say about the way we did business.
(Bea Valentine nervously chuckles.)
Bea Valentine: Why… I have no idea what you’re talking about!
Tyrone Montgomery: Oh, really? So, you don’t remember blaming your failures on us, or saying that we may have held you back in some way? None of that rings a bell to you.
Bea Valentine: Not at all! In fact, this is MORE slander on my good name, and I will not stand for it!
Tyrone Montgomery: Okay, so perhaps a little visual aid will jog your memory then! Production truck, if you will… ROLL THE FOOT-
Bea Valentine: Okay, fine! Maybe- MAYBE I said something close to that, and to my credit, most would say it’s true! But that’s in the past, and am I to be judged on who I was in the past because I am a changed woman these days?
Diamond Dixon: Well, Bea, I doubt that. I doubt that you’ve changed much, who you were in the past isn’t all that different from who you are now. You’re still the same woman who’d prefer to talk and sneak diss instead of handling your problems upfront.
(The crowd cheers, backing Diamond Dixon on this, which irritates Bea even more, causing her to snap back with anger.)
Bea Valentine: KASAI isn’t a problem, but you’re starting to become one, Ms. Dixon. Because for two weeks straight, you’ve butted your nose into my business, and it’s starting to become annoying, especially as you stand there, and critique my character in such a revolting way! You’re talking me up as if I’m some sort of coward, but I’m far from it. Really, how can you call me a coward when I’m here standing face-to-face with you?
Bea Valentine: I’ve stood face-to-face with KASAI as well, and told her my intentions straight up to rid her of Gloria. Does that sound like a coward to you? No, so you can go ahead, and throw that narrative out. Thank you!
Diamond Dixon: Okay, so you’re not a coward?
Bea Valentine: Correct!
Diamond Dixon: So, take that away, and you’re just a delusional, whiny, entitled-
Bea Valentine: NO! I am none of those things, and you know it, whether you’d like to admit it or not! But I’ve had enough of the insults and would prefer to focus because Ashlynn has a match later tonight against Michael Machina, which I’ll be in her corner for like the good friend I am. So, all I’m asking is that you quit wasting my time, Diamond.
Diamond Dixon: Oh, I’M a waste of time?
Bea Valentine: Simply put… yes. Yes, you’re a waste of my time, because everyone knows the slander you’ve hurled my way is farthest from the truth, and if it came down to the two of us having to step in a ring together, then we’d know how that end.
Diamond Dixon: Please, tell me! How would it end?
Bea Valentine: 🙄 If I must spell out the obvious, it’d end with me standing over you… kinda like I did KASAI earlier tonight. Because Diamond, you’re not on my level, and while you may not want to admit it… deep down, you know it’s true. You know that I’d absolutely mop the floor with you in an EAW ring, because while you’ve said that “the ring rust is ring rusting,” I’ve been competing at a high level consistently for months. No offense, Diamond, but it’s simple science.
Diamond Dixon: Okay… this girl thinks she’s tough. Well, you have the opportunity to prove it because I’m standing right here and looking around…
(Diamond Dixon does a brief scan around the arena.)
Diamond Dixon: There’s no Ashlynn Quinn here to do your dirty work and take me out for you, so come at me, BITCH!
(Diamond Dixon tosses the microphone aside, and Bea Valentine does the same. Both competitors stand face-to-face with each other, and you can cut the tension with a knife before Tyrone Montgomery steps in. Tyrone gets in between them and backs Diamond away slightly, reminding her that she just had a match, so it isn’t smart to challenge a fresh Bea Valentine, who-.)
James Peters: OOH!
Rich Russillo: WELL, BEA VALENTINE JUST SAW AN OPPORTUNITY AND TOOK IT! SHOVING TYRONE MONTGOMERY INTO DIAMOND DIXON! BOTH GO DOWN, AND BEA VALENTINE SOAKS IN THE CROWD REACTION FROM FANS, TRULY PROUD OF HERSELF!
(Diamond drops to a knee, and Tyrone falls to all fours. However, Diamond is merely stunned momentarily and rushes toward Valentine, who quickly rolls to the outside, avoiding any comeuppance for the cheap shot there.)
James Peters: Bea came out to squash this beef, but she might’ve only made it worse!
Rich Russillo: Yeah, going by the look in the eyes of Diamond Dixon, this is FAR from over between both women.
Persephone: Great. I can’t wait to see more of this! 🙄 God… why couldn’t we have drafted Luis…?
(Bea Valentine backs up the ramp as Diamond Dixon stares daggers into her from inside the ring before helping Tyrone up as the camera fades elsewhere.)
(Commercial for Season 4 of “The Boys” with Interwire Champion Hans Grayson.)
(The camera pans back to the arena as each member of the crowd are looking towards the stage area, and questioning who’ll come out next, but soon get their answer as ‘RED THUNDER’ by Butcher Babies blares throughout the arena, playing to a positive reception from fans. Ms. Extreme makes her way onto the stage area, wearing casual clothes, and strikes a pose to pyro before marching down to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… MS. EXTREME!!!
(The camera briefly pans to the office chair setup next to the commentary table for Ms. Extreme to take her seat in before cutting back to her en route to the ring.)
James Peters: Well, I’m told that Ms. Extreme will be ringside for Michael Machina’s upcoming match against Ashlynn Quinn, hence the chair. I guess that Ms. Extreme would like a front row seat to the action.
Rich Russillo: Yeah, but you can’t believe that’s ALL she’s out here for, right?
James Peters: I mean, after what transpired last week, I wouldn’t be surprised if Ms. Extreme DID decide to pull something.
Rich Russillo: Michael Machina scored with a devestating spear, cutting her match with Caroline to an end prematurely.
Persephone: Showing that there is a God somewhere. Hopefully, he can hear my prayers to have Luis drafted to the same show as me. 🙏
James Peters: I don’t know about that… but it looks Ms. Extreme has something to say. Perhaps in correlation to that attack, or even Bloodsport.
(Ms. Extreme enters the ring, and strikes a pose for the hardcam before she sticks her hand out through the middle rope, getting a microphone handed to her by a stagehand. ‘RED THUNDER’ by Butcher Babies begins fo fade out, and Ms. Extreme stands in the center of the ring, embracing the atmosphere of the crowd tonight before speaking into the microphone.)
Ms. Extreme: Before I take a seat ringside, and have a front row view to the action between Michael Machina and Ashlynn Quinn, I have a few things to get off my chest first.
(The crowd pops, interested in Camille has to say. Ms. Extreme begins to pace back-and-forth.)
Ms. Extreme: Michael, this pertains to you. Because last week, you interfered in my match against Caroline. Yes, you slid in the ring while I had her beat, and decided to spear me outta my boots. Good for you, and by the way, that attack was real cute. However, I don’t think cute was what you were going for, was it? No, I believe that attack was your way of intimidating me. You were trying to scare me off, but all you’ve done is piss me off, Michael.
(Ms. Extreme leans forward onto the ropes, and stares in the camera directly, talking straight to Michael Machina in the back, who is no doubt watching.)
Ms. Extreme: So, in regards to your challenge issued at Bloodsport, it was an easy decision for me… I accept.
(The crowd cheers, excited for the match between Ms. Extreme and Michael Machina.)
Ms. Extreme: Really, I was hoping someone would challenge me ahead of Bloodsport, and I’m glad you did, because it’s been a while since I’ve competed at one. In fact, the last time I did, I was shaving Hikari Kanno bald, and that was all the way back in 2021. Now, it’s 2024, and I’ve been dying for the opportunity to get my hands dirty this season, which you’ve now made possible. So, for that, thank you. Thank you, Michael, and I can’t wait to see you at Bloodsport, because a victory for me means silencing the doubters.
Ms. Extreme: A victory for me means proving that Voltage isn’t Michael Machina’s, or anyone else’s brand to rule over but mine. Michael Machina claimed that he was going to run through everyone on this brand. Well, what happens when you run into a brick wall on night one? Your very first match on the marquee this season, and already, you’ve run into someone you can’t beat. Granted, I’m not an idiot. I understand that my impending victory over you doesn’t impact the rest of the season you may have.
Ms. Extreme: Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if you were holding Championship gold again by the end of this year, because the whole world has come to realize that you’re good, including myself. But regardless of how good you are, at Bloodsport, everyone will come to realize that Ms. Extreme is just that much better.
(Ms. Extreme cracks a confident smirk.)
Ms. Extreme: Then as you lie on the canvas, staring up at the lights, you’ll finally come to understand… that you should’ve been careful what you wish for, that you should’ve never picked a fight with Ms. Extreme. Because at Bloodsport, one of us is going to end it, and that’ll be me. See, but Michael Machina is merely a footnote. He’s the first name that IM going to run through on the Voltage brand until I’m where I wanna be, and that is EAW World Champion.
Ms. Extreme: I had a chance to capture gold at Pain for Pride, but unfortunately, it slipped through my fingertips, and TLA is walking around with that title. Good for him, but that’s only ignited the fire underneath me even more. Mark my words, by the end of the season, Ms. Extreme will have the right to call herself a champion again, and that is everyone on this brand’s nightmare.
Ms. Extreme: Because the last time I was a champion on Voltage, I was making history. I was becoming a record setting Universal Women’s Champion, and kinda like I plan to against Michael Machina at Bloodsport this year, I want to top my performance from last time. So, with that being said, I think I’ve gotten everything off my chest, and am ready to get a sneak preview of what I’m in store for. Hopefully, Michael Machina doesn’t have to endure someone costing him his matches… just a thought.
(Ms. Extreme has a mischievous look on her face before exiting the ring to ‘RED THUNDER’ by Butcher Babies, and takes her seat ringside. Following this, ‘Dance The Night’ by Dua Lipa plays, and Ashlynn Quinn begins making her way down to the ring with Bea Valentine in tow.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! Hailing out of Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 115 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Bea Valentine…SHE IS THE PEOPLE’S PRINCESS HERSELF…ASHLYNN QUINN!!
James Peters: I do not envy Ashlynn Quinn tonight, having to stand across from a beast like Michael Machina.
Rich Russillo: True, I don’t think anyone actually envies that… unless you’re Ms. Extreme, who is chomping at the bit to step in there with Machina for Bloodsport.
James Peters: Speaking of, Ashlynn Quinn has a huge opportunity at Bloodsport, taking on Kasai for the Specialists Championship!
Rich Russillo: And after what we seen earlier tonight, I’d say that Ashlynn’s riding into that match with tons of momentum, having laid out the champ.
(Bea stands on the apron, whispering words of encouragement in Ashlynn’s air as she bounces up and down in the ring. “Apostle’s Warning” by Mobb Deep then plays, and Michael Machina steps through the smoke, hyped up ahead of his match with Ashlynn Quinn, and oozing intensity!)
Bella Braxton: And her opponent!! Hailing out of Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 240 pounds…HE IS THE MONEYMAKER…MICHAEL MACHINA!!
Rich Russillo: Michael Machina has to remain focused, and not let outside forces distract him.
James Peters: Well, he might want to keep one eye open for Ms. Extreme. Did you hear what she said towards the end there?
Rich Russillo: Yeah, it sounded awfully forboding. I hope that Camille isn’t to ruin what could be a great match.
(The referee signals for the bell as both competitors stand in opposing corners, Michael taking his attention off Ms. Extreme, and turning it fully towards Ashlynn Quinn.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: Well, the bell has rung, and we are officially underway. Michael Machina versus Ashlynn Quinn. It’s not often that Michael Machina is looked at as an underdog, but I will say it’s looking like it at the moment, because he is surrounded. He doesn’t solely have to worry about Ashlynn Quinn, but Ms. Extreme and Bea Valentine ringside as well.
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme wouldn’t mind repaying the favor back to Machina after last week, having her match disrupted.
Persephone: She won, didn’t she? 🙄
Rich Russillo: Yeah, but not in the way she’d liked with a definitive three count.
Persephone: God, people look for any reason to complain.
James Peters: But doesn’t that also- nevermind.
Rich Russillo: Both Michael Machina and Ashlynn Quinn exit their respective corners, meeting in the middle with a collar and elbow tie-up! Michael Machina wins the exchange, and shoves Ashlynn Quinn down! Quinn rolls through to a knee in the corner, no doubt taken aback by the strength of Michael Machina!
James Peters: Ashlynn isn’t going to overpower Machina, but she may stand a chance at outmaneuvering or outsmarting him. Ashlynn rises back to her feet, and both competitors circle each other. Collar and elbow tie-up! NO! Ashlynn psyched Machina out, and grabbed him in a standing side headlock instead!
Rich Russillo: Well, Ashlynn looks to be taking your advice, James! Quinn wrenches on the hold, trying to wear down the powerhouse early on- but Michael Machina backs her up against the ropes, and bounces her off! ASHLYNN REBOUNDS BACK WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE! BUT MICHAEL MACHINA DOES NOT GO DOWN!
James Peters: HELL, HE BARELY BUDGED! Ashlynn’s taken aback by this, but Machina dares for her to try it again. ASHLYNN TAKES HIM UP ON THE OFFER, AND RUNS OFF THE ROPES! BUT MACHINA RUNS OFF THE SAME SET, AND ASHLYNN SPINS AROUND ONCE REACHING THE CENTER- MACHINA REBOUNDS OFF THE ROPES WITH A SHOULDER TACKLE!
Rich Russillo: ASHLYNN GOES DOWN, AND QUICKLY ROLLS TO THE OUTSIDE!
Persephone: Did this broad actually think she could’ve knocked that man down?
James Peters: Gotta respect confidence.
Rich Russillo: Ashlynn regroups with Bea Valentine on the outside, who whispers some words of encouragement, perhaps some advice on how to take the big man down. After all, she did share a ring with him last week, maybe even a moment with respect being shown.
James Peters: Ashlynn Quinn rolls back inside the ring, and appears to have her game face on. I don’t know what Bea whispered, but it might’ve inspired some confidence. Both competitors circle each other, and look to engage in another collar and elbow tie-up. But Ashlynn Quinn fakes Michael Machina out again, slipping behind him for a rear waistlock!
Rich Russillo: BUT SHE DOESNT HAVE IT APPLIED FOR LONG AS MICHAEL MACHINA BLASTS HER WITH A BACK ELBOW! ASHLYNN QUINN FAVORS HER JAW, AND MACHINA RUNS OFF THE ROPES- ASHLYNN QUINN DROPS DOWN!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA JUMPS OVER HER, AND REBOUNDS OFF THE ROPES AGAIN- ASHLYNN POPS BACK TO HER FEET FOR A LEAPFROG! BUT MICHAEL MACHINA CATCHES HER OUTTA MID AIR FOR A SCOOP POWERSLAM! MACHINA HOOKS THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: Kickout! Michael Machina pulls Ashlynn Quinn back to her feet, and places her between his legs for a POWERBOMB! MACHINA WANTS TO END THIS EARLY WITH THE .50 CAL! BUT ASHLYNN DROPS TO ALL FOURS, AND SLITHERS THROUGH HIS LEGS TO ESCAPE! ASHLYNN GRABS MACHINA FROM BEHIND IN A REAR WAISTLOCK!
James Peters: MICHAEL CHARGES TOWARD THE ROPES, AND DROPS DOWN, SENDING ASHLYNN TUMBLING OUT THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE!
Rich Russillo: Ashlynn pounds the mat in frustration, and rises to her feet, pounding the apron in frustration as well! Ashlynn is throwing a fit ringside, and Bea Valentine is there to soothe her, encouraging Quinn to breathe.
James Peters: Ashlynn composes herself, and re-enters the ring. QUINN SPEEDS TOWARD MACHINA, ATTEMPTING TO CATCH HIM OFF GUARD, BUT MICHAEL SLIPS BEHIND FOR A REAR WAISTLOCK! Ashlynn thrashes around before performing a standing switch, and placing Machina in a rear waistlock!
Rich Russillo: DROP TOE HOLD FROM MICHAEL MACHINA, WHO FLOATS OVER INTO A GROUNDED FRONT FACELOCK! Ashlynn makes it to all fours, and twirls out of the grounded front facelock, reversing with one of her own!!
James Peters: The crowd starts to rally behind Michael Machina as he slowly rises back to his feet, and twirls out of the front facelock for an arm wringer! Ashlynn rolls through to a seated position, and scrambles to all fours, HEADSPRINGING back to her feet! Ashlynn counters with an arm wringer of her own!
Rich Russillo: Ashlynn has control of the wrist, ALBEIT BARELY AS MICHAEL MACHINA BREAKS THE HOLD WITH A FOREARM SMASH! Ashlynn staggers back to the corner, and Michael Machina closes in, irish whipping Ashlynn HARD into the opposite corner! Ashlynn comes staggering out, favoring her back, and gets whipped HARD into the opposite corner again!
James Peters: Ashlynn comes staggering out once more, and gets LAUNCHED OVERHEAD BY MICHAEL MACHINA WITH A BACK BODY DROP!
Persephone: The bitch went flying.
Rich Russillo: Ashlynn Quinn returns to her feet, clutching at her back, and staggers into the clutches of Michael Machina! Michael hooks her up, and LIFTS Ashlynn in the air for a stalling suplex! Crowd starts to count along!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN! ELEVEN! TWE-
James Peters: OOH! ASHLYNN QUINN DELIVERS A KNEE TO THE DOME OF MACHINA, AND CAUSES MICHAEL MACHINA TO DOUBLE OVER! ASHLYNN RETURNS TO HER FEET, AND GRABS MACHINA IN A DDT!! SHORTENED VERSION OF PASADENA NIGHTS, AND ASHLYNN QUINN RUSHES INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA KICKS OUT, POPPING ASHLYNN IN THE AIR AS WELL, BECAUSE HE DID IT WITH SO MUCH AUTHORITY!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA IS ALREADY BEGINNING TO STIR, AND SITS HIMSELF UP ON THE CANVAS! BUT ASHLYNN RUNS TOWARD THE ROPES, AND SPRINGS OFF THE BOTTOM TO DELIVER A SEATED FRONT DROPKICK! ASHLYNN RUSHES INTO THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWW-
Rich Russillo: THIS TIME, ONLY A ONE COUNT AS MICHAEL MACHINA KICKS OUT!
James Peters: Michael Machina sits up, and Ashlynn Quinn keeps him grounded with a rear chinlock! Rear chinlock applied! Ashlynn’s hoping to wear down the big man, but the crowd start to rally behind him, and may assist in giving Michael Machina a second wind as he powers back to his feet!
Rich Russillo: Michael Machina reaches toward the ropes, but he’s too far away, so opts to deliver a BACK SUPLEX TO BREAK THE HOLD! MACHINA CRAWLS INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO-
James Peters: Kickout! As expected, it’ll take more than that to put Ashlynn Quinn down.
Rich Russillo: Machina stands Ashlynn up, and backs her against the ropes for a KNIFE EDGE CHOP! Ashlynn pushes past Machina, and makes her way to another set of ropes, leaning up against them as well. Michael Machina’s hot on her heels, however, and catches Ashlynn with ANOTHER knife edge chop!
Persephone: God, I can hear it from here.
James Peters: Ashlynn doubles over in pain, and Michael Machina irish whips her off the ropes! MACHINA DUCKS DOWN, SIGNALING FOR A BACK BODY DROP- BUT ASHLYNN HAS IT SCOUTED THIS TIME WITH A PENALTY KICK TO THE CHEST, JOLTING MACHINA UPRIGHT!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA SHRUGS IT OFF, AND LUNGES TOWARD ASHLYNN- BUT QUINN DUCKS UNDERNEATH WHATEVER HE HAD PLANNED THERE, SLIPPING BEHIND HIM, AND HOPPING ON MACHINA’S BACK FOR A SLEEPER HOLD! SLEEPER HOLD IS APPLIED!
James Peters: ASHLYNN HAS HER LEGS WRAPPED AROUND MACHINA’S BODY, AND MICHAEL FLAILS HIS ARMS! MICHAEL THEN DROPS TO A KNEE, BEGINNING TO TIRE OUT!
Rich Russillo: LOOK AT MACHINA’S FACE! HE IS STRUGGLING FOR AIR, AND ASHLYNN QUINN TIGHTENS HER HOLD!
Ashlynn Quinn: (off-mic) TAP!
James Peters: ASHLYNN QUINN IS YELLING FOR MICHAEL MACHINA TO TAP, BUT HE HAS OTHER PLANS, POWERING TO HIS FEET, AND DRIVING ASHLYNN BACK FIRST INTO THE CORNER! MACHINA JUST SANDWICHED HERSELF BETWEEN BOTH HIMSELF AND THE TURNBUCKLES!
Rich Russillo: ASHLYNN RELEASES THE HOLD AS A RESULT, AND MACHINA STAGGERS OUT OF THE CORNER! ASHLYNN SHOOTS OUT WITH A BICYCLE KICK!
James Peters: ASHLYNN’S LEFT A BIT SHOCKED AS MACHINA DOESNT GO DOWN, AND REMAINS ON HIS FEET! QUINN RUNS TOWARD THE ROPES- BUT MACHINA CHASES AFTER HER, AND GRABS QUINN FROM BEHIND IN A REAR WAISTLOCK!
Rich Russillo: ASHLYNN GRABS HOLD OF THE ROPE, AND MICHAEL MACHINA ROLLS THROUGH TO HIS FEET, HAVING WENT FOR AN O’CONNOR ROLL! ASHLYNN MARCHES TOWARD HIM- BUT EATS A ROLLING ELBOW FOR HER TROUBLES!
James Peters: ASHLYNN STUMBLES TOWARD THE CORNER, AND MACHINA CHARGES IN! HOWEVER, ASHLYNN SIDESTEPS, AND MACHINA GOES BACK FIRST INTO THE CORNER! ASHLYNN RUSHES IN, AND GETS CAUGHT WITH AN STJOE! URANAGE FROM THE CORNER!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA CATCHES HIS BREATH IN THE CORNER AS ASHLYNN SLOWLY RETURNS TO HER FEET! DAZED AFTER THAT EMPHATIC SIDE SLAM! MACHINA EXITS THE CORNER, AND MARCHES TOWARD QUINN IN THE CENTER! MACHINA HOISTS HER ONTO HIS SHOULDERS FOR A FIREMANS CARRY-
James Peters: BUT ASHLYNN SLIPS OUT BEHIND HIM, AND GRABS MACHINA IN A REAR WAISTLOCK! MACHINA DROPS TO A KNEE, AND FLINGS ASHLYNN OVER HIS SHOULDER! QUINN SCRAMBLES BACK TO HER FEET, AND RUNS RIGHT INTO A BLACK HOLE SLAM! BLACK HOLE SLAM BY MACHINA! HOOK OF THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHH-
Rich Russillo: ASHLYNN QUINN POPS THE SHOULDER UP!
James Peters: Michael Machina rises to his feet, and looks down at Ashlynn Quinn, who lies prone on the canvas. Michael Machina gestures for Ms. Extreme to watch this, and goes to deadlift Ashlynn up for a GERMAN SUPLEX- NO! ASHLYNN FIGHTS OUT OF IT WITH A BACK ELBOW!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA RELEASES HER, HAVING BEEN CAUGHT FLUSH, AND ASHLYNN RUNS OFF THE ROPES TO DELIVER A SPEAR! BESTIE SPEAR! MICHAEL MACHINA GETS A TASTE OF HIS OWN MEDICINE, AND ASHLYNN HOOKS THE LEG!!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRR-
James Peters: KICKOUT!
Persephone: I’m shocked that weak ass spear even came close to ending this match.
Rich Russillo: CLOSE, BUT NO CIGAR! MICHAEL MACHINA STILL HAS FIGHT LEFT IN HIM!
James Peters: Ashlynn pounds the mat in frustration, but doesn’t waste much time in going to work on Machina. Quinn grabs both his legs, perhaps to take out his base- BUT MICHAEL MACHINA SHOVES HER AWAY WITH BOTH FEET! ASHLYNN GOES TUMBLING THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE!
Rich Russillo: Ashlynn Quinn lands on all fours, and uses the apron for assistance in rising up to a knee. Michael Machina returns to his feet, and sticks his head out through the middle rope, grabbing a handful of hair! BUT ASHLYNN SWATS HIS HAND AWAY, AND EXPLODES WITH A JUMPING ENZIGURI!
James Peters: MACHINA REMOVES HIS BODY FROM BETWEEN THE MIDDLE ROPE, BUT IS STILL STANDING, ALBEIT BARELY! MICHAEL MACHINA IS ON WOBBLY LEGS, AND ASHLYNN CLIMBS UP ON THE APRON TO CAPITALIZE!
Rich Russillo: MACHINA GOES FOR A RIGHT HAND- BUT ASHLYNN BLOCKS IT, AND LOOKS TO RETURN FIRE WITH A RIGHT OF HER OWN! SWINGING WILDLY! BUT MICHAEL MACHINA DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND ASHLYNN SPINS AROUND ON THE APRON! MICHAEL GRABS HOLD OF HER WAIST, AND DEADLIFTS HER OVER THE TOP ROPE FOR A BRIDGING GERMAN SUPLEX!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
James Peters: KICKOUT! ASHLYNN QUINN KICKS OUT, BUT MICHAEL MACHINA MAINTAINS HIS GRIP, AND LIFTS HER BACK TO A VERTICAL BASE FOR A SECOND GERMAN SUPLEX! BEAUTIFUL BRIDGE BY MACHINA!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHH-
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT! THOUGH, THE COUNT CAME A BIT CLOSER TO THREE THIS TIME!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA CRAWLS TOWARD QUINN, AND PULLS HER UP, LOOKING FOR THE .50 CAL POWERBOMB! WE SAW HIM ATTEMPT THIS EARLIER- BUT ASHLYNN QUINN DRIVES HIM BACK FIRST INTO THE CORNER!
Rich Russillo: QUINN CREATES SOME SPACE BEFORE CHARGING AT MACHINA IN THE CORNER! BUT MICHAEL MACHINA GETS THE BOOT UP, TURNING QUINN AROUND, AND ASHLYNN GETS GRABBED FOR A THIRD GERMAN SUPLEX, BEING SLAMMED IN THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
James Peters: GERMAN SUPLEX INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE BY MACHINA! ASHLYNN’S NECK AND SHOULDERS HIT HARD! NOW, MICHAEL STANDS ASHLYNN UP, AND DRAGS HER TO THE CENTER OF THE RING!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA HOOKS HER UP FOR THE POWERBOMB ONCE MORE, AND HOISTS QUINN UP! BUT ASHLYNN COUNTERS WITH A SITOUT FACEBUSTER! ASHLYNN SHOOTS THE HALF FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHH-
James Peters: KICKOUT! BUT ALMOST! ASHLYNN QUINN ALMOST HAD MICHAEL MACHINA BEAT THERE FOLLOWING THAT UNIQUE COUNTER!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA KICKED OUT, AND LOOK AT THIS! HES ALREADY BEGINNING TO STIR, RISING UP TO ALL FOURS! ASHLYNN RUNS OFF THE ROPES AS MICHAEL MACHINA MAKES IT TO A KNEE- BIG BOOT FROM ASHLYNN QUINN!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA DROPS TO BOTH KNEES, AND ASHLYNN REBOUNDS OFF THE ROPES FOR ANOTHER BIG BOOT! MICHAEL DROPS TO ALL FOURS BRIEFLY, BUT DOES RISE BACK TO BOTH KNEES, REFUSING TO STAY DOWN! ASHLYNN RUNS OFF THE ROPES AGAIN FOR A THIRD BIG BOOT!
Rich Russillo: BUT MICHAEL MACHINA CATCHES IT! MICHAEL MACHINA CATCHES THE BOOT, AND RISES TO HIS FEET! INTENSITY IN HIS EYES! MACHINA THROWS DOWN ASHLYNN’S FOOT, AND BLASTS HER WITH A FOREARM!
James Peters: ASHLYNN FIRES BACK WITH A FOREARM OF HER OWN! MICHAEL MACHINA RETURNS FIRE AS WELL! FOREARM BY QUINN! FOREARM BY MACHINA! QUINN! MACHINA! QUINN! MACHINA! QUINN! MACHINA! MACHINA! MACHINA!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL MACHINA CONNECTS WITH MULTIPLE FOREARMS TO THE FACE, AND ASHLYNN QUINN IS ON SPAGHETTI LEGS! MICHAEL GOES TO RUN OFF THE ROPES, BUT GETS CAUGHT WITH A BICYCLE KICK!
James Peters: RIGHT AS MICHAEL WENT TO REBOUND OFF! MACHINA IS STUNNED, AND ASHLYNN RUNS OFF THE OPPOSITE SET OF ROPES! MICHAEL MACHINA RUNS OFF THAT SAME SET, AND ASHLYNN QUINN SPINS AROUND IN THE CENTER! QUINN EXPECTS IT THIS TIME, AND PIVOTS! CHARGING TOWARD MACHINA AS HE REBOUNDS OFF THE ROPES!
Rich Russillo: BUT MICHAEL MACHINA SIDESTEPS, AND CONNECTS WITH A REBOUND GERMAN SUPLEX! QUINN LANDS HIGH ON HER NECK AND SHOULDERS, ROLLING THROUGH TO BOTH KNEES! ASHLYNN QUINN IS QUICKLY BACK TO HER FEET, PERHAPS RUNNING OFF ADRENALINE!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA SWINGS WILDLY WITH A CLOTHESLINE! BUT ASHLYNN DUCKS UNDERNEATH IT, AND SPINS AROUND- GETTING CAUGHT WITH A CLOTHESLINE FROM THE OTHER ARM INSTEAD! MONEY SHOT FROM MACHINA TURNS ASHLYNN INSIDE OUT, AND HE SHOOTS THE HALF FOR A COVER! HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEE-
Rich Russillo: NO! ASHLYNN QUINN KICKS OUT!
James Peters: Bea looks like a nervous wreck for Quinn out there!
Rich Russillo: Can you blame her? She’s in there with Michael Machina, the same man that mauled Bea last week.
James Peters: Ashlynn rolls out underneath the bottom rope, and pulls herself up on the apron. Michael Machina grabs hold of her hair, and pulls Ashlynn up to the top turnbuckle as he climbs up on the middle rope. Michael Machina hooks Ashlynn up for a SUPERPLEX!
Rich Russillo: BUT ASHLYNN BLOCKS IT, HANGING ONTO THE TOP ROPE! THEN DELIVERS A SHOT TO THE ABDOMEN OF MACHINA! ASHLYNN BEGINS PUMMELING MACHINA WITH STRIKES, CLUBBING HIM ACROSS THE BACK REPEATEDLY! MACHINA DOUBLES OVER AS A RESULT, AND AN IDEA POPS INTO ASHLYNN QUINN’S HEAD!
Persephone: That’s one more thought than she’s had all day.
James Peters: ASHLYNN QUINN WITH AN AVALANCHE SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB! QUINN HOLDS IT FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRRRR-
Rich Russillo: SHOULDER UP! MICHAEL MACHINA GOT THE SHOULDER UP, AND ROLLS AWAY FROM QUINN! BUT ASHLYNN HAS A LOOK OF INTENSITY IN HER EYES LIKE WEVE NEVER SEEN IT TONIGHT!
James Peters: ASHLYNN KNOWS SHE HAS MICHAEL MACHINA REELING, AND IS POSSIBLY CLOSING IN ON VICTORY! ASHLYNN MARCHES TOWARD MACHINA, AND PULLS HIM BACK UP! ASHLYNN HOOKS MACHINA UP FOR A SUPLEX POSSIBLY- BUT MICHAEL SHIFTS THE MOMENTUK WITH A SKULLPIERCER!
Rich Russillo: BRAINBUSTER BY MICHAEL MACHINA, WHO FLOATS OVER INTO THE COVER, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE-
James Peters: NO! ASHLYNN QUINN STILL MANAGED TO KICK OUT!
Rich Russillo: MICHAEL PULLS ASHLYNN BACK TO HER FEET, AND LOOKS TO END THIS WITH THE POWERBOMB! BUT ASHLYNN FIGHTS BACK, SCORING WITH MULTIPLE STRIKE TO THE DOME OF MACHINA!
James Peters: MICHAEL MACHINA WALKS TOWARD THE ROPES WITH ASHLYNN UP FOR THE POWERBOMB, AND QUINN HURRICANRANAS HIM UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE! BOTH COMPETITORS SPILL TO THE OUTSIDE!
Rich Russillo: THIS IS THE LAST PLACE MACHINA WANTS TO BE!
James Peters: ASHLYNN PULLS HIM UP IN A FRONT FACELOCK, AND GOES TO PLACE MICHAEL MACHINA BACK INSIDE THE RING- BUT MACHINA DRIVES HER BACK FIRST INTO THE APRON! ASHLYNN GETS ROLLED INSIDE!
Rich Russillo: BUT LOOK AT THIS! MACHINA TURNS HIS ATTENTION OVER TO MS. EXTREME BRIEFLY, HURLING SOME WORDS HER WAY!
(Machina turns around to re-enter the ring, but finds himself face-to-face with Bea Valentine, which takes him aback slightly.)
Bea Valentine: (off-mic) Hello there…
(Bea tries closing in towards Machina, but not allowing himself to be distracted, Michael rolls back into the ring.)
Persephone: Was she just… flirting with him?
James Peters: I… OH, WAIT A MINUTE! MACHINA CHARGES TOWARD ASHLYNN QUINN FOR THE SPEAR!
Rich Russillo: BUT SHE SIDESTEPPED THE BULLET FROM HELL, AND MICHAEL MACHINA HALTS HIS MOMENTUM FROM COLLIDING WITH THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! MACHINA SPINS AROUND- OOH! RUNNING DROPKICK IN THE CORNER, AND ASHLYNN LIFTS MACHINA UP TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!
James Peters: ASHLYNN CLIMBS UP THERE HERSELF, AND APPEARS TO HAVE A HURRICANRANA PLANNED- BUT MICHAEL MACHINA HOISTS HER UP! MICHAEL MACHINA HOISTS HER UP IN POSITION FOR A POWERBOMB, AND CONNECTS WITH THE .50 CAL OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE!
Rich Russillo: POWERBOMB OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE, AND MICHAEL MACHINA COULD COVER HER HERE, BUT DECIDED AGAINST IT! MACHINA POINTS TOWARDS MS. EXTREME, AND GRABS QUINN’S ANKLE, ROLLING HER THROUGH TO A VERTICAL BASE!
James Peters: MICHAEL RUNS OFF THE ROPES… SPEAR!! BULLET FROM HELL DAMN NEAR BREAKS ASHLYNN QUINN IN HALF, AND MICHAEL MACHINA IS PSYCHED UP AS HE HOOKS THE LEG FOR A COVER, STARING DAGGERS INTO MS. EXTREME RINGSIDE!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: HERES YOUR WINNER… MICHAEL MACHINA!!
(Michael Machina rises to his feet, and removes both straps before having his hand raised in victory, refusing to take his eyes off Ms. Extreme ringside, who stands up out of her chair, and begins clapping with an amused smirk, unintimidated by Machina.)
James Peters: What a match!
Rich Russillo: Tell me about it! Both competitors went back-and-forth, exchanging big moves, and for the most, eating said big moves. But Ashlynn could NOT eat a devastating spear from Michael Machina.
James Peters: Michael Machina just sent a message to Ms. Extreme ahead of Bloodsport, and I cannot wait to see those two throw down.
Persephone: Bloodsport… at least I have something to look forward to in life.
(Michael Machina shoots a brief glare towards Bea Valentine before leaving the ring. Bea watches on as he heads up the ramp, almost awestruck by Machina before she snaps out of it, and rolls inside the ring, comforting Ashlynn following her loss, and cradling the number one contender as the camera fades elsewhere.)
(Sunday Night Voltage continues after a re-introduction for Diamond Dixon stepping back into the ring, as well as a victory from Michael Machina. We still have plenty to look forward to on this show, including the massive six-man tag match, which sees Limmy Monaghan, Methuselah, and Jake Smith teaming up to battle against British Invasion. It is a huge main event for tonight’s episode of Voltage, as our camera cuts to the backstage area. We see Chiyo Gedo walking down the hallways of the backstage area of the Simmons Bank Arena. He does not look happy whatsoever as he roams down, and the camera follows up in a continuous shot. Chiyo sees a producer nearby and goes up to ask…)
Chiyo Gedo: Have you seen Damien Kutcher around here?
Jim the Producer: No, I haven’t. Sorry, Chiyo.
(Chiyo continues to make his way down, as he’s looking for Damien and what he did to him last week in their match against British Invasion. Chiyo ends up finding another Voltage producer, and he ends up asking her…)
Chiyo Gedo: Have you seen Kutcher around here or not?
Kim the Producer: Actually, I have! I saw him around the corner. I don’t know if he’s still there, though.
(Chiyo gives a nod towards the producer in question, thanking her for the possible whereabouts of Damien Kutcher. Chiyo continues to walk down as he turns the corner of the hallway. The camera pans over to reveal Damien Kutcher as he looks to be reading something from the Bible. The camera pans out to reveal both Damien and Chiyo, as Chiyo Gedo looks frustrated as he yells at Damien.)
Chiyo Gedo: HEY! HEY!
(Damien looks to see Chiyo as he looks startled. He has a wide-eyed expression towards him as Chiyo gets closer to him. Chiyo begins to ask Damien some questions that he has wanted answered ever since last Sunday on Voltage.)
Chiyo Gedo: What the hell was that all about? What you did last week after our match, I don’t particularly understand. I don’t understand why you would blindside me like that after a hard-fought effort. I thought we teamed together well, I thought we did what we could, and yes, it may not have been the result the both of us were looking for, but you had no right to attack me like that and spew whatever justification you have for doing that. So tell me, Damien, why the blindside attack? Why attack me after a match like that? Please indulge me if you will.
(Damien Kutcher is taken aback at what Chiyo just said to him. It was almost as if he did nothing wrong following the match last week. Damien places the bible down on a production crate near him as he begins speaking to Chiyo.)
Damien Kutcher: Woah, woah, woah! I think you need to calm yourself, my brother. You see, I had my reasons to attack you last week, I had every reason to do so because I was just following God’s path!
Chiyo Gedo: God’s path???
Damien Kutcher: Yes! God’s path! I was following the direction he was leading me in, and that was gonna be a win. You see, as a man who has now dedicated himself to the Lord above, God tells me the direction, he tells me where to go, like navigation in a GPS. He guides me in the direction of wealth, fortune, and prosperity. All for the sake of his name and what he represents. Following that path should have been a victory for us, should have been a win for both of us against British Invasion, but it was sabotaged… by you!
Chiyo Gedo: Sabotaged by me? How so, Damien?
Damien Kutcher: It’s clear as day to me that you don’t follow the Bible as I do, that you don’t follow the Lord above as you should, and the clear explanation as to why we lost is because you sabotaged our chances by following THE DEVIL!
(Chiyo has a clear confusion on his face as Damien Kutcher just accused him of being a devil worshiper. Chiyo looks even more frustrated by saying…)
Chiyo Gedo: So you’re saying we lost because you think I’m “following” the devil?
Damien Kutcher: Not THINK, I KNOW you are following and worshiping evil! That’s the only explanation as to why we lost last week, that you were negating God’s path, spitting in the face of the man above! You decided to follow the way of the devil, which is why we didn’t win in the first place. You got in the way of the navigation system through your following of the devil, and God had to punish not only you but myself for even being associated with someone like you. You are untrustworthy, you couldn’t be relied upon to get the win due to your worship of Satan himself, and I condemn you…TO BURN IN HELL!
(Chiyo facepalms himself at that statement coming from Damien, who’s convinced he was following the devil and not God. Chiyo responds to Damien’s claims by saying…)
Chiyo Gedo: As someone who has found something to worship, you are still as much of an idiot as the man prancing, trying to be a viral sensation. Now whatever you’re saying, that the reason we lost is because I follow the devil is just completely ridiculous. I don’t follow any type of following, and I certainly don’t indulge myself in the business of the devil, but yet you’re convinced I am Damien. I didn’t sabotage anything; I didn’t lose on purpose for some dealings with Satan, we just lost. I did everything I could against British Invasion, but we just couldn’t beat them, they were the better team and there was no sabotaging on my part. I wanted to win that match just as much as you think God had the path set for you for our victory, but sometimes that path may not lead to a win straight away. Again, I should have been better, and you should have been better, that is what makes us competitors. Our abilities evolve from our failures, so I don’t know what kind of garbage you want to spill towards me, but I’m not going to let you get away with attacking me like that out of nowhere and for no good reason either, especially after we agreed to work together.
(As much as Chiyo explained himself to Damien Kutcher, ‘The Reborn Son’ wasn’t having it as he had an amused look on his face before responding to him by saying…)
Damien Kutcher: Yeah, I believe you, Chiyo… IF I WERE AN IDIOT! Yeah, we “weren’t good enough” to beat British Invasion. Listen, if you had just taken anything I said to you before our match about the message of the Lord himself and had a little more faith in the man above, things could have gone our way. He could have seen us win against British Invasion if Chiyo Gedo had picked up the Bible and adapted those teachings! Of course, though, you are not a man of God like myself, you are the man of the devil, you are the man of Satan himself. That opposition to what I represent was clear during that match, and I saw sabotage through my own eyes. If I saw a man worshiping the devil himself, I already knew what God wanted me to do, and I did exactly what God wanted. I had to attack you because of your vile sins, being in cahoots with the devil. Someone as sinister as yourself needed to be dealt with, and I did exactly that. So don’t be that, be a man of great virtue and start reading this Bible right here!
(Damien hands Chiyo the bible as Chiyo holds on to it. Chiyo has a look on his face as he responds to Damien, saying..)
Chiyo Gedo: You want me to read the Bible?
Damien Kutcher: Yeah! Enlighten yourself! It can do wonders for you!
Chiyo Gedo: I have a better idea than reading this Bible.
Damien Kutcher: What can be better than reading God’s message?
Chiyo Gedo: This!
(Chiyo throws the bible down as he lunges towards Damien Kutcher! Chiyo Gedo is throwing hands at Damien he has heard enough of his preaching, laying haymakers towards him. Damien responds by throwing forearms and haymakers right back to Chiyo, as these two are fully going at it. They are brawling here in the backstage area of Sunday Night Voltage as they continue to fight. Eventually, we see security rushing to stop the two individuals from fighting further.)
Chiyo Gedo: Get the hell off me!
Damien Kutcher: Let me beat his ass!
(The security doesn’t listen as they continue to pull them apart. Damien is taken out of the frame, as it is presumed he is still being pulled apart from security. The camera focuses on Chiyo Gedo as he looks completely frustrated by what just transpired between himself and Kutcher and wants to fight him more than he can tonight. The segment fades away as we continue our broadcast here on Sunday Night Voltage.)
(Promotional ad for Showdown’s first marquee event of the season, Midsummer Massacre.)
(The camera returns to ringside.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Bella Braxton: AND IT IS YOUR FIRST OF TWO BEAT THE CLOCK CHALLENGE MATCHES!
(Taking What’s Not Yours’ by TV Girl is hits the speakers as Zane Grae alongside Travanna are seen beginning to make their way out to the stage, oozing confidence and looking focused for his singles match here tonight against the number one contender to the Hardcore Champion.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST, ACCOMPANIED BY TRAVANNA VOLKOVA! FROM SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA, WEIGHING AT 150 POUNDS, HE IS THE ‘OUTLAW OF DREAMS!!!!!!!’ ZANEEEEEEEEEEE GRAEEEEEEEEE!
Rich Russillo: Zane Grae has the opportunity tonight to pick up a huge victory here on Voltage against the number one contender to the Hardcore Championship, and as well as that, but completely screw up and outlaw this beat the clock challenge!
James Peters: You’re exactly right, Rich; as if Zane Grae picks up the victory here tonight, Cameron Ella Ava won’t even need to worry about beating a time, all she would have to worry about is WINNING. This could be a very interesting outcome tonight.
(‘TENKI YOHOU’ by betta would then hit the speakers as the cheers would only grow even louder, as it was now time for Akari Kiyoko to make his way out onto the stage. He looked calm and collected which was different compared to Zane’s more energetic nature. He knew he needed to win this match as quickly as possible, as he made his way to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT! FROM AOMORI, JAPAN, WEIGHING AT 187 POUNDS, THE ‘.001!!!!’ AKARIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII KIYOKOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: The pressure is all on the number one contender tonight to set the tone of this beat the clock challenge, set the time and really, beat Zane Grae as fast as he possibly can in order to ensure that Cameron wouldn’t be able to possibly beat his time.
James Peters: Akari most definitely understands the threat that Zane poses in this match and that he won’t stay down, but Akari is going to need to be quick with it if he wants a good time.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Our first of two beat the clock challenge matches are now officially underway! In matches that will determine who will be able to choose the stipulation to the Hardcore Championship match at the Bloodsport marquee live event, Akari Kiyoko steps up to the plate first against one Zane Grae as— WHOA! NEITHER MEN ARE STARTING SLOW AT ALL!
James Peters: THEY BOTH RUN IN AT ONE ANOTHER, AKARI LOOKING TO STRIKE FIRST BUT ZANE DUCKED UNDER IT! Akari Kiyoko looks to take advantage of a slight opening he was given, lunging forward at Zane whose back was facing toward him, and he goes for a side headlock, but Zane ducks under it again! He grabs Akari by the waist, LOOKING FOR A MASSIVE GERMAN SUPLEX, BUT AKARI FLIPS OUT OF IT AND ONTO HIS FEET!
Rich Russillo: And Zane pushes forward towards the ropes, looking back toward Akari, as he rushes back in at him, but Akari ducks down, and Zane backflips right off of the back of Akari, AND HE LOOKS TO JUMP INTO THE AIR FOR A HUGE KICK TO AKARI, BUT AKARI CAPTURES THE FEET OF ZANE, DROPPING HIM TO THE GROUND, BUT ZANE KICKS HIM AWAY, AND HE NOW LOOKS TO SWEEP THE FEET OF KIYOKO!
James Peters: ZANE SLIDES ONE WAY, BUT AKARI JUMPS UP AND DODGES IT! ZANE GOES THE OTHER WAY, BUT AKARI DODGES IT ONCE AGAIN! This is a great strategy by not only Akari, to try and end this as quickly as possible, but for Zane who is trying to entertain this pace and speed to get a fast one over Akari here tonight! But Akari is going to sprint forward and capture Zane with his hands, but Zane pushes his feet up onto Akari’s chest!
Persephone: Whatever the hell these two are going for right now, as long as this match can come to a conclusion as fast as it possibly can so I don’t have to watch these two boring ass wrestlers go at it anymore—
Rich Russillo: WELL YOU MAY GET THIS MATCH TO END QUICKLY SEPH, AS AKARI SLINGS ZANE BACK UP TO HIS FEET, BUT ZANE CAPTURES AKARI INTO A CANADIAN DESTROYER POSITION, LOOKING TO SPIKE HIM WITH THE DESTROYER BUT AKARI THROWS HIM OVERHEAD INSTEAD! But Zane lands on his feet! Zane somehow lands on his feet being thrown out of position, as he then dashes to the ropes!
James Peters: AND ZANE SPRINGBOARDS ONTO THE ROPES FOR THE SPRINGBOARD CUTTER!! ‘ARSENE’S WRATH…’ DOESN’T CONNECT! AKARI BARELY MOVED OUT OF THE WAY BY MOVING AN INCH OUT OF BOUNDS AS ZANE CRUMBLES INTO THE MAT!
Persephone: OH! AND AS ZANE WAS GETTING UP TO A SEATED POSITION, AKARI SHOOTS FORWARD WITH A FRONT DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD AND HE SCRAMBLES INTO A COVER! YES! END IT!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Rich Russillo: BUT ZANE GRAE KICKS OUT AT THE COUNT OF TWO! Akari almost put an end to this match as soon as it had begun but he understands that he needs to keep the pressure on, he understands that he needs to keep pushing forward no matter how disappointing that kick out was or not!
(TIMER: 2:25)
James Peters: And that is what he is going to do as he gets back up to his feet and grabs Zane by the wrist and back up to his feet, before irish whipping him into the corner, AND HE RUNS IN FOR A HUGE CLOTHESLINE INTO THE CORNER—BUT ZANE CATCHES HIM WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE!
Rich Russillo: The boot catches Akari flesh on the face as he stumbles back, and Zane is going to get up onto the middle rope looking to take advantage of the opening that was given to him, AS HE LAUNCHES OFF AND CAPTURES AKARI, SPINNING AROUND INTO A MASSIVE TORNADO DDT, AND AKARI IS SPIKED HEAD FIRST INTO THE MAT!
James Peters: And knowing that this could do wonders for him at this moment, Zane is going to roll over and hook the leg of Akari, looking to seize his moment and steal the victory within this match!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Persephone: But of course, that nothing of a move was enough for him to be able to get the job done and this match is going to continue onward. These two are wasting time! Isn’t Akari supposed to be setting the time right now?! Because he clearly isn’t doing that!
Rich Russillo: Well think whatever you want right now, but these two are level with one another and they are absolutely killing it in this match here tonight, as Zane is going to drag Akari back up to his feet, and irish whip him into the ropes… BUT AKARI SLINGS THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE WITH A TIGER FEINT AND LUNGE BACK AT ZANE— SUPERKICK BY GRAE!
James Peters: THE SUPERKICK CONNECTS AND AKARI WAS OUT OF IT ON HIS FEET… BUT KEYWORD; ON HIS FEET, AS HE SPRINGS UPWARD AND CATCHES ZANE GRAE WITH AN ENZIGURI AND THAT SENDS ZANE TUMBLING TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING! Zane Grae goes falling through the middle rope to the outside mats, and Akari crawls back up to his feet! I think he realises he won’t win this way!
Persephone: Of course he won’t fucking win this way, dipshit! Unless you want to get a countout victory and add ten extra seconds to the timer that you really don’t need or want, you should be as fast as you fucking can to get them into the ring and go for a pin! But knowing him, he’s too STUPID to know that—
Rich Russillo: Stupidity, or confidence, Seph?
Persephone: I think it’s stupidity.
Rich Russillo: Well whatever you may think it is, it isn’t going to stop Akari Kiyoko, as Zane Grae starts to slowly get back up to his feet… BUT AKARI COMES RUNNING OFF OF TH ROPES, AND HE DIVES THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE, COMPLETELY TAKING ZANE GRAE OUT WITH A MASSIVE SUICIDE DIVE THAT SENDS HIM BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE!
James Peters: AKARI KIYOKO IS ON A ROLL RIGHT NOW! He pops back up to his feet and grabs Zane by the hair, not looking to stop now as he turns his attention back to the barricade, RUNNING FULL SPEED AHEAD WITH HIM IN HIS GRASP AS HE SENDS HIM SPINE FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE!
Rich Russillo: Did you see the way that he just went spine first into the corner of that barricade?! He literally bent into it! And Kiyoko is looking to end this match right here, as he grabs him and sends him back into the ring, before following suit!
James Peters: Following suit, but climbing to the top rope as well, as with Zane Grae knocked out and laid out in the centre of the ring, IN COMES AKARI KIYOKO WHO JUMPS OFF… AND HE LANDS THE CORKSCREW MOONSAULT! THE CORKSCREW MOONSAULT CONNECTS! ‘TALK WITH PEACE’ LANDS PERFECTLY AND AKARI INTO THE COVER!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Persephone: Ugh, Zane Green or whatever the fuck his name is kicks out at the count of two and I have the displeasure of having to call this match for far longer than I am being paid to, because world class athletes! Or whatever these guys like to think they are.
(TIMER: 4:48)
Rich Russillo: These two men have been putting the pressure on each other for this entire match and it looks like neither one of them is looking to slow down even for the slightest second within this match, as Akari begins to get back up to his feet, grabbing Zane by the hair as he drags him back up to his feet… OH! AND A STIFF KICK RIGHT ACROSS THE FACE CONNECTS BY AKARI KIYOKO!
James Peters: Zane falls limp back down to the ring canvas, but instead of furthering the punishment, Akari Kiyoko is going to drop back down and roll Zane back onto his back, hooking the leg once more for another cover!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Persephone: Sigh. But he kicks out. Again. Surprise, surprise.
Rich Russillo: Zane Grae managed to kick out once more at the count of two, but I don’t think Akari Kiyoko is finished, NOT EVEN BY A LONG SHOT, AS HE TURNS ZANE RIGHT OVER ONTO HIS STOMACH AND HE’S LOOKING TO LOCK IN THE CALF KILLER! AKARI IS LOOKING TO LOCK IN ‘BLOODY MARY!’
James Peters: BUT ZANE FIGHTS OUT OF IT! ZANE IS GOING TO ESCAPE FROM THE SUBMISSION HOLD AS QUICK AS HE POSSIBLY COULD IN ORDER TO NARROWLY AVOID THE POSSIBILITY OF TAPPING OUT AND LOSING THIS MATCH RIGHT THEN!
Rich Russillo: But Akari is going to roll back up to his feet as Zane tries to crawl away! Zane pulled himself back up into the corner, BUT COULDN’T SAVE HIMSELF FROM THE INCOMING ATTACK BY AKARI, AS HE CATCHES HIM WITH THE JUMPING CLOTHESLINE INTO THE CORNER! IT CONNECTS THIS TIME, AND ZANE IS DAZED!
James Peters: And Akari isn’t done there, as he pulls Zane out of the corner and flings him down onto the mat and into a snapmare, before running off of the ropes, AND HE LOOKS TO GO FOR A MASSIVE FRONT DROPKICK, RUNNING OFF THE ROPES AND LOOKING TO CONNECT—
Persephone: HAH! THIS DUDE IS AN IDIOT! THE KID JUST LAID BACK DOWN ONTO THE MAT AND AVOIDED THE DROPKICK, AND HE MANAGES TO ROLL THROUGH IT AND CAPTURE AKARI INTO A CRUCIFIX STYLE PINFALL! HE MIGHT STEAL IT!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Rich Russillo: HE MIGHT’VE, COULD’VE, BUT HE DIDN’T, AS AKARI KIYOKO KICKS OUT OF IT JUST IN TIME AND SCRAMBLES BACK UP TO HIS FEET! But Zane Grae looks to follow suit, as he kips right back up… BUT RIGHT BACK UP INTO THE’SLOW-BOW’ BY AKARI! THE DISCUS FOREARM SMASH!
James Peters: NO! ZANE JUST DROPPED BACK DOWN AND AVOIDED IT, AND HE INSTEAD PICKS HIS FEET UP AND KICKS AKARI RIGHT IN THE FACE! KICK TO THE FACE CONNECTS AND AKARI STUMBLES BACK AS ZANE GETS BACK UP TO HIS FEET, RUNNING IN, AND HE CLOTHESLINE AKARI OVER THE ROPES! AKARI GETS SENT OVER!
Rich Russillo: But Akari Kiyoko managed to land on the apron, pulling himself back up to his feet using the strength that was still amongst him in order to do so, but look at this, Zane Grae was seemingly picking up confidence and steam as Akari was still getting his bearings back together, as he turned around—
James Peters: AND ZANE GRAE COMES SPRINTING FULL SPEED AHEAD AND THROUGH THE ROPES, TAKING AKARI KIYOKO OFF OF THE APRON AND CRASHING TO THE RINGSIDE MATS WITH A SUICIDE SPEAR!! Both men go crashing down to the mats down below, as Zane was holding at his shoulder from the awkward landing, and Akari was rolling around in agony while favouring his spine!
Persephone: Okay, now that was actually pretty sick, but you didn’t hear that from me. I like seeing the both of them hurting like this, especially when it is right in front of the three of us. Now THIS is funny.
Rich Russillo: They may both be hurting, but it’s Zane who is getting back up to his feet as he grabs Akari by the head and lifts him back up, sending him back into the ring! If Zane can take advantage of this opening, not only does it mean a victory for him, but it means that the beat the clock challenge no longer matters for the Hardcore Champion later tonight, and all she needs to do is win!
James Peters: Despite the pain and agony that was shooting through the shoulder of Grae, he was fighting through as he got back into the ring and backed into the corner, waiting for Akari to get back up to his feet… BEFORE HE COMES RUNNING FULL SPEED AHEAD AT HIM ONCE MORE… INTO THE FRONT FLIP!
Rich Russillo: THE FRONT FLIP DDT CONNECTS! ‘OUTLAW’S PROMISE!’ IT CONNECTS AND IT CONNECTS WITH PRECISION UPON LANDING AS AKARI KIYOKO DAMN NEAR GOT SPIKED ONTO THE TOP OF HIS HEAD! THIS IS IT AS ZANE ROLLS HIM OVER AND HOOKS THE LEG, SEIZING HIS MOMENT!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
James Peters: NO! NO! IT WASN’T OVER! IT WASN’T OVER JUST YET, AS AKARI KIYOKO GETS THE SHOULDER UP AND OFF OF THE MAT AT THE COUNT OF TWO, AND HE KEEPS THIS BEAT THE CLOCK CHALLENGE MOVING FORWARD!
(TIMER: 6:30)
Persephone: UGH! CAN ONE OF THESE FUCKING IDIOTS END THIS MATCH ALREADY?! I’M GETTING TIRED OF THIS!
Rich Russillo: Ask and you shall receive, Seph! Zane rolls out of the ring and out onto the apron, as he awaits for Akari to get back up to his feet and he’s going to put an end to this match once and for all for himself! Akari slowly gets up…!
James Peters: AND ZANE GRAE SLINGSHOTS HIMSELF INTO THE RING FOR THE LARIAT! FOR THE ‘IN-ZANE LARIAT….’ BUT AS HE SLINGSHOTTED INTO THE RING AND LUNGED FORWARD, AKARI CAPTURES HIM BY THE ARM, AND DROPS HIS KNEES DOWN INTO THAT HURT SHOULDER!
Persephone: WHAT WAS IT THAT YOU SAID AGAIN, RICH?! ASK AND I SHALL RECEIVE?! I DON’T THINK I RECEIVED WHAT I WANTED! IN FACT, I THINK I RECEIVED ANYTHING BUT WHAT I WANTED! I RECIEVED MORE TORTURE THAN WHAT I ACTUALLY DESERVE!
Rich Russillo: Well if you could calm down I can explain that this may still be nearing what could quite possibly be the end of this match, as Akari Kiyoko shoots back up to his feet, AND HE CONTINUES TO FOCUS IN ON THE ATTACK OF ZANE’S SHOULDER, STOMPING DOWN ONTO IT AND MAKING SURE THAT ZANE HAD NOWHERE TO GO AND NOWHERE TO HIDE, JUST THE SUFFERING!
James Peters: And Zane is going to get ripped back up to his feet by the hurt shoulder from the hands of Akari Kiyoko, who is looking to continue his merciful attack, AND THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT HE IS GOING TO DO, AS HE SENDS ZANE AS FAST AS HE POSSIBLY CAN INTO THE RINGPOST SHOULDER FIRST! THAT HAD TO HURT!
Persephone: You know what?! YEAH! TORTURE HIM! MAKE HIM FUCKING SUFFER FOR HIS INCOMPETENCE OF ENDING MY MISERY THAT IS THIS MATCH!
Rich Russillo: Zane was left in the corner as he was still holding onto that hurt shoulder of his, as Akari Kiyoko is going to takes couple of steps back, BEFORE HE LOOKS TO RUN BACK IN AND CONTINUE THE ONSLAUGHT EVEN FURTHER… BUT A SUPERKICK STOPS HIM RIGHT IN HIS TRACKS! SUPERKICK BY ZANE GRAE, AND HE NOW CLIMBS ONTO THE TOP ROPE… FOR A CROSSBODY—
James Peters: —CAUGHT ONTO THE SHOULDERS OF ONE AKARI KIYOKO! AKARI CAUGHT ZANE ONTO HIS SHOULDERS AND DRAGGED HIM TO THE CENTRE OF THE RING… BEFORE HE SPIKES HIM INTO THE MAT WITH THE MASSIVE BACKDROP SUPLEX WITHOUT THE USUALLY NEEDED WRIST CLUTCH! ‘HEAVY ON MY HEART!’ THIS IS IT! THIS IS OVER!
Persephone: AND HE GOES INTO THE COVER!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Rich Russillo: BUT ZANE GRAE KICKED OUT ONCE AGAIN!!! Just barely was Zane Grae able to stay alive in this match, and he keeps on pushing, despite the time still ticking and growing longer and longer, and it is making things all that much more difficult for Akari Kiyoko to secure a passable time that will give him the victory in this beat the clock challenger!
(TIMER: 8:30)
James Peters: You can see the look on Travanna’s face on the outside of the ring, clearly happy herself that Zane has managed to stay alive in this match but that doesn’t change the fact that Akari has gotten back up to his feet, still very much so with the intentions in mind to put an end to this match once and for all, and that might just be what he is able to do right now!
Persephone: It’s been like, I don’t know, twenty minutes already, can we just get this over with?
Rich Russillo: I think you have lose your sense of time, because it’s been just over eight minutes and we might clock it right there as Akari lifts Zane back up to his feet, AND ONTO HIS SHOULDERS AS HE COULD QUITE POSSIBLY BE LOOKING FOR THE ENDGAME OF THIS MATCH, BY DROPPING HIM DOWN AND INTO THE MAT WITH ‘ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES!’
James Peters: OH! OH! ZANE GRAE JUST SOMEHOW MANAGED TO COUNTER AND TWISTED HIMSELF AROUND, AND HE SPIKES AKARI KIYOKO DOWN AND INTO THE MAT WITH THE DDT! AKARI JUST GOT PIERCED ONTO HIS SKULL BY THAT DDT AND HOW DID ZANE GRAE EVEN MANAGE TO DO THAT?! THIS IS CRAZY! HE MIGHT WIN!
Persephone: If he could HURRY UP, and GET BACK TO HIS FEET, and actually TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE OPENING, maybe he MIGHT win this match, but once more I must have my doubts because he is being SLOW AS CHRISTMAS RIGHT NOW! JESUS CHRIST!
Rich Russillo: WELL ZANE HAS CLEARLY BEEN THROUGH A LOT WITHIN THIS MATCH, BUT HE IS SCRATCHING AND CLAWING, MAKING HIS WAY BACK UP TO HIS FEET AS IS AKARI KIYOKO, AND IF ZANE GET MAKE IT TO HIS FEET FIRST, QUITE POSSIBLY WILL HE BE ABLE TO SEND THIS MATCH AND PICK UP THE VICTORY!
James Peters: AND HE MIGHT DO EXACTLY THAT, RICH! ZANE IS UP FIRST AND AKARI IS TO SHORTLY FOLLOW BEHIND… AS HE SPRINGBOARDS UP THE ROPES AND TO THE TOP, BEFORE LAUNCHING OFF BACKWARDS… AND INTO THE SPRINGBOARD CUTTER! ZANE GRAE JUST TOOK AKARI KIYOKO OUT WITH THE ‘ARSENE’S WRATH!
Persephone: WROOOOOOOOOONG!
Rich Russillo: WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL?! AKARI KIYOKO JUST CAUGHT ZANE GRAE OUT OF MID AIR, OUT OF MID-’ARSENE’S WRATH’ AND HE JUST CAUGHT HIM ONTO HIS SHOULDERS, BEFORE SPINNING HIM AROUND AND DOWN INTO ‘ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES!” THAT IS IT, AND AKARI ROLLS ZANE OVER, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
(DING DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER OF THIS MATCH… AND WITH A FINAL TIME OF TEN MINUTES AND FIFTY EIGHT SECONDS OF THE BEAT THE CLOCK CHALLENGE, THE ‘.001!!!!’ AKARIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII KIYOKOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
(FINAL TIMER: 10:58)
(‘TENKI YOHOU’ once again hit the speakers to an outstanding response of cheers and a standing ovation for what both men had put themselves through here tonight, as Akari Kiyoko was the one who stood tall, pushing off of Zane Grae and making it back to his feet, as he has his arm raised high into the air by the referee in victory.)
Rich Russillo: He did it! Akari Kiyoko walked into tonight looking to set the tone amongst the beat the clock challenge against the Hardcore Champion herself by beating Zane Grae in singles competition, and in the end, that is exactly what he was capable of doing!
James Peters: It was a very tough and very close battle but in the end, The Hopeful Soul was able to make dues with his victory tonight, and he did it with an impressive time of just barely under eleven minutes too, something that the Hardcore Champion must be weary about.
(Akari continued to celebrate his victory in the ring, while Travanna would help Zane out, tending to him and making sure that he was okay, and Sunday Night Voltage fades from ringside.)
(Busy Bea Valentine had been all over Voltage tonight, or so it seemed to her. Despite having a little run-in with Diamond Dixon, the former Specialists Champion was in a relatively good mood. Her new BFF, Ashlynn Quinn, was set to face KASAI at Bloodsport for the Specialists Championship, and Bea was looking forward to having the smile wiped right off KASAI’s face. However, she had other things to tend to at the moment, hence why she was carrying a beautiful gift basket full of all her favorite things.)
(She continued down the hallway before she came to a stop in front of a particular door. It was labeled ‘Michael Machina’ and Bea bit down on her bottom lip.)
Bea Valentine: Voltage must really like this guy to give him his own special dressing room.
(The normally outspoken Elitist suddenly found herself feeling a bit shy. For the past few weeks, when it came to Michael Machina, Bea found herself in a bit of a conundrum. Her thoughts about the longest reigning New Breed Champion of all-time were very convoluted and even now, as she stood in front of his lockerroom, she questioned why someone like Machina would take any sort of positive interest in someone like her.)
(In Bea’s opinion, it didn’t make any sense.)
(Feeling a bit self-conscious, Bea looked over her gift basket. Michael’s kindness was not lost on her, even if he had broken Ashlynn in half earlier in the night. Sometimes, people had to learn lessons the hard way, and Ashlynn was no exception. Bea wasn’t sure if she should have gone with flowers, or just a traditional fruit basket, when Machina’s door opened.)
Bea Valentine: I should have gotten an Edible Arrang-
Michael Machina: Bea.
(Bea lost all train of thought as Michael stepped out of his lockerroom. With his job done for tonight, he was freshly showered and had changed into street clothes. Bea’s pale cheeks turned red and she nearly dropped the basket she was holding. Luckily, Michael was there to catch the basket before it tumbled to the ground.)
Michael Machina: What’s all this?
(He glanced at the basket, curious and slightly amused. Bea took a step back to put some space between them, and she finally found her voice.)
Bea Valentine: A gift… for being kind these last few weeks.
(Unfortunately, her voice cracked at the end of her sentence, and Bea wanted nothing more than for the ground to open up and swallow her whole. Michael hid a smile and looked over the contents of the basket, which contained things that drew his curiosity.)
Michael Machina: You didn’t have to get me anything. You’re talented and game recognizes game.
Bea Valentine: Perhaps, but it’s not like I’ve been winning a whole lot lately and you have your own dressing room. I don’t think we’re on the same level…
(Michael looked at Bea, and noticed her eyes were lowered to the ground. His instincts told him to take her chin and gently lift it up so she would be on equal footing as him, but he wasn’t sure if she would be receptive to that. After all, she was a peer and an opponent, and even if the two had exchanged pleasantries despite the battles they had fought, they didn’t know one another at a level where they could even be considered friends.)
Michael Machina: Bea, look at me.
(Bea did as asked.)
Michael Machina: This sport is not for the weak, and you know that as well as I do. You can go from zero to hero, to zero again in the blink of an eye and you have to be able to handle that. I get that you’re upset over your recent results, but those losses don’t define you. You have let them get into your head and you’re acting like your entire world is now crashing down around you. It’s not, but you’re letting yourself believe there is no hope for you right now, despite showing up at the Draft Show and letting the entire world know that you were looking to become the Universal Women’s Champion. Where is that Bea Valentine?
Bea Valentine: Perhaps I was just playing a part…
Michael Machina: Real life is not like the movies, though movies can be pretty great. Life can be great, too. You just have to find that fire inside of you and throw some gasoline on it. You’re capable. I know you are. The world knows you are. Why can’t you see that?
(This caused Bea to take a deep breath. As a woman who wore her heart on her sleeve and wasn’t afraid of showing her vulnerable side, she wasn’t sure she was ready to confide in someone who was a stranger to her. There had been points in her life where she had felt beaten down, had been bullied, and had been ostracized from peer groups because of her quirks and personality. At that moment, a lot of painful memories came flooding back to her, but she knew better than to cry about.)
Bea Valentine: Wrestling is the only thing I have ever been good at, and truthfully, it’s because of wrestling that I feel like I belong in this world. I can be myself, no matter what that entails. I haven’t felt like myself since Gloria left me back at Grand Rampage and I’m sad. I’m very sad, and losing Cash in the Vault only made it worse.
Michael Machina: Why dwell on it, though? It happened, and you can’t go back. I could let my loss to BRAE haunt me, but that single setback most certainly doesn’t define me, nor does it erase the history I made with the New Breed Championship. That title was never going to be my ceiling, just like the Specialists Championship is not yours. You have the talent and the potential to go as far as you want in this sport, but you gotta stop letting shit bring you down. Focus on yourself, Bea. Worry about you. Who cares if KASAI is on the same brand? Why put your trust in Ashlynn Quinn to put down a woman you are very capable of putting down yourself?
(The only reply Bea had for that was a shrug of her shoulders. Michael sighed, debating whether or not to dive into the conversation further. Bea was unlike anyone he had ever crossed paths with and she intrigued for a multitude of different reasons. She was certainly someone who thought outside of the box, whereas he was straightforward and blunt, and he certainly wouldn’t have brought an opponent who had beaten him a gift basket.)
Michael Machina: So what’s in this basket?
(That brightened Bea up a bit and a true smile flashed across her face.)
Bea Valentine: Oh you know, just a few of my favorite things that I thought you might enjoy as well. I was telling Cornelius that we should get you flowers or perhaps a fruit basket, but I thought the things that bring me comfort might bring you comfort as well, so that’s what this is all about.
(Michael nodded his head as he looked at the contents of the basket. Among them was a paperback copy of ‘The Notebook’ by Nicholas Sparks, a DVD of ‘Titanic’, a fake Oscar statue that clearly came from some novelty shop, a gaudy as hell rabbit’s foot that had seen better days, a loaf of ciabatta bread, a can of tuna, and some peanut butter. Multiple questions came to Michael’s mind and for some reason, he found himself actually scared to ask them.)
Michael Machina: So the other week, if I remember correctly, you said something about peanut butter covered tuna. You didn’t mean that, right?
Bea Valentine: Actually, it just so happens to be my favorite comfort food. If you mix the tuna with peanut butter instead of mayonnaise or mustard like some monsters do, you get a nutty flavor that goes amazing with the fresh tuna right out of the can. It’s why I always order my salmon or scallops with peanut sauce.
(Michael’s stomach actually churned, and he hoped that it wasn’t reflected on his face.)
Michael Machina: I see. Let me guess, you eat it on ciabatta bread?
Bea Valentine: Heavens no! Tuna fish sandwiches are disgusting. I just like to eat bread when I read or watch a movie. Much better than popcorn.
(For a man who was never without something to say, the former champion found himself speechless. When he looked at how sweet and serene Bea looked at the moment, he knew he couldn’t very well rain on her parade. So he flashed her a smile and nodded his head.)
Michael Machina: I’ll take your word for it, and thank you for bringing me this. It wasn’t necessary but I appreciate it all the same.
Bea Valentine: It was no trouble! I travel with all of these things all the time, and hopefully you enjoy them as much as I do.
Michael Machina: Well they have certainly left an impression.
(Bea clapped her hands together, and her blue eyes were shining.)
Bea Valentine: Perfect! Anyways, I won’t keep you any longer as it looks like you are getting ready to head out. Again, thank you for the kind words and the advice, Michael. It’s not often that people extend a hand when you’re down and out. I appreciate it.
(Michael gave her a nod as he shifted the basket to one hand and reached for his suitcase with the other.)
Michael Machina: I’ll see you next week, Phoebe.
(As Michael walked away, Bea stared at him, completely stunned.)
Bea Valentine: (whispering) He knows my government name. Maybe he does like me…
(With a dramatic flourish, Bea spun around and headed down the hall, screaming for Cornelius as the scene faded out.)
(Sunday Night Voltage returns to a shot of the Simmons Bank Arena, as the sounds of ‘Everybody Knows (Unstoppable)’ by Royal Deluxe is heard beginning to play up. The crowd roars in approval as the camera goes over to show Adam Lucas who makes his way out from the backstage area and toward the stage. He has a displeased look on his face after the events of last week, as he does not waste any time with any sort of theatrics or whatnot, and begins to make his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… ADAM LUCAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Last week was very eventful for Adam Lucas in a way that he probably didn’t expect it to be. Interrupting a confrontation between Candice Blair and Solomon Stane, it got right into a match against Candice with Solomon watching at ringside. Near the end though we would see Caroline make her long-awaited appearance that night, driving a spike into the back of Solomon which would distract Candice enough for Adam to swoop in and get the win.
James Peters: But Adam doesn’t take that kindly either. He confronted Caroline after the match, telling her to stay out of his business, but the only thing that he got in response was black mist straight in the face from The Queen of Shadows. Adam now is making his way out to the ring as he looks to address all of this, and he doesn’t seem very happy.
Persephone: Welcome to the club, I haven’t been happy since the Season started. How about he grows the fuck up?
(Adam is seen making his way up the steel steps and onto the apron as he looks out for a moment before then entering into the ring. He heads over and takes a microphone from the ringside area as ‘Everybody Knows (Unstoppable)’ then begins to come to a close. Then, heading toward the center of the ring, Adam takes a moment to compose his thoughts before beginning to speak.)
Adam Lucas: While I could be happy that last week I went out and got a victory here on Voltage, I’m not particularly thrilled with how it played out. I could sit here and say that it happens, which it does, and that it’s only second nature around here, but it doesn’t sit well with me how Caroline responded to that. I told her upfront that this was my business. That she shouldn’t stick her nose where it doesn’t belong and that she can handle whatever she has going on with Solomon Stane another time. But it’s not that easy, is it? I got responded to by being misted in the face, and I’m not just going to stand here and let someone get away with it just because they think they can. I’m not just going to allow myself to be disrespected like this when I’ve already spent far too long in that role already. This is going to end and it is going to end on my terms.
(Adam has a determined expression on his face as he takes a moment before continuing on from there.)
Adam Lucas: I don’t care what else is going on around here with Caroline. If she wants to add another enemy to her list, then I am by no means opposed to that in the slightest. But she needs to know that I am absolutely the wrong person to mess with in that regard because I’m not going to hold back whatsoever. It’s too late for that though. There’s no point in talking sense into a woman who’s long lost it. So I’m not going to. Instead what I’m going to do right now is call her out to this ring so that we can handle this once and for all-
(Before Adam can fully do that though, he’s greeted by ‘The World is Gonna End Tonight’ by Dan Romer & Peter Harper beginning to play through the speakers of the arena. The crowd boos as the camera goes over to show Solomon Stane as he makes his way out. Just like Adam, he too is unhappy for a similar reason as he eyes him in the ring, not at all enthused by what he’s hearing as he makes his way down the ramp.)
Rich Russillo: Well it seems at the same time Solomon Stane has something to say about this. We saw this last week when he interrupted Candice Blair trying to call out Caroline, saying that he was first in line and that he was going to leave nothing left of her for Candice. He has seemed to be pretty set on ending this debacle once and for all, and who could blame him?
James Peters: He didn’t finish the job, but now he’s going to make sure that he does without a shadow of a doubt. It seems as though he’s going to continue to reassert the fact that he’s the one with the unfinished business around here with her and that he’s going to handle it.
Persephone: Who cares…
(Solomon makes his way up the steel steps and into the ring as he heads over and takes a microphone from the ringside area. ‘The World is Gonna End Tonight’ then begins to fade out from there as he approaches Adam, the two former rivals meeting face-to-face.)
Solomon Stane: You have issues with Caroline just as I have issues with Caroline, just as Candice does, but I’m going to tell you exactly what I told her, and that’s that you need to stay out of this. You need to back off and let me handle her, because there is nobody more fitting for that than myself. The Lord has enlisted me to take down this Devil and I’ll do anything to make sure that happens… I don’t need help doing it. So, Adam, you’re better off moving on and finding something else to do.
Adam Lucas: You really think it’s that easy? Do you really think just because someone told me to back off that I’m going to do that? No, it doesn’t work like that. She started this and I’m going to be the one to handle this, and I’m not waiting either. I’m doing this now. So the only person that’s going to have to step back is you.
(It gets tense inside of the ring as both of them eye one another, and there does not seem to be any love loss whatsoever. Before Solomon can respond though… ‘Rhapsody in Pink’ by Stela Cole begins to hit through the speakers to a mixed reaction. It then goes over to show Candice Blair as she makes her way out to the stage. She has an unhappy look as she eyes the two people inside of the ring, and it’s clear that she has the same issues here as they do as she makes her way down the ramp.)
Rich Russillo: Well on the other hand it seems like Candice Blair hasn’t exactly forgotten what happened as well. Remember, she not only tried to gouge her eye out but practically cost her the match last week against Adam Lucas. It seems like Caroline is a hot commodity, but not in a very good way considering she has a huge target on her back.
James Peters: But it seems like these three are about to fight with each other over who gets to face her. None of them seem very eager to wait, and they’re certainly not considering banding together to take her down themselves. They want a one-on-one and none of them seem very receiving to that in the slightest.
Persephone: Who cares about her… who cares about this show…
(Candice makes her way up the steps and onto the apron before entering the ring as she makes her way over and takes her own microphone from the ringside area. ‘Rhapsody in Pink’ then begins to come to a close as Candice does not waste any time speaking up.)
Candice Blair: Last I checked I was the first “victim” of her onslaught here on Sunday Night Voltage. She had no reason to attack me but apparently had more than enough motivation to start problems that she doesn’t know how to handle herself considering that we’re all here in this ring. Regardless, I’m not just going to stand by and let all of you argue over this without getting my say, and that’s that I’m going to be the one that’s facing her, not any of you.
Adam Lucas: Spare me the sob story, Candice, honestly. I see all of your perspectives on this but that doesn’t change a thing in my eyes. I don’t just leave a stone unturned, I make sure that things are handled and that’s why I’m not just going to stand by idly and let someone do it for me. My problems with Caroline are top priority and none of you are going to get in the way of that.
Solomon Stane: I could say the same for the two of you, I’m not particularly amused that she brought more people into this, because this was always an issue that we needed to settle amongst ourselves. But as far as I’m concerned it’s going to stay that way. I don’t need any interference getting in the way and it certainly is not going to start here.
Candice Blair: It is and I’m going to make sure that I’m first. What is it going to take in order for you to understand that my business matters the most with her-
(Before Candice can finish speaking, finally, ‘Living Dead Girl’ by Rob Zombie hits and all three Elitists are quick to turn to the stage.)
Rich Russillo: Well it seems like it was only a matter of time before the problem at hand began to make her presence known. Caroline is making her way out to the ring tonight and it seems pretty fearless in itself to do that with three people inside of the ring right now who are eager to have her head.
James Peters: Well I don’t think that ever intimidated her in the first place, and coming out tonight it seems like she’s more than willing to try and rub salt in the wounds and go even further with what she’s done, and it seems like the three in the ring are on edge about that.
Persephone: …
(Caroline is seen making her way out, and she eyes the three of them with a microphone already in hand. She has a serious expression as ‘Living Dead Girl’, from there, begins to come to a close and she then begins to speak toward them.)
Caroline: How grand, all of you out here, making yourselves known. I’m not here to satisfy any one of you, in fact it’s quite unfortunate that none of you have come to any sort of agreement yet. If you three want to face me so badly, then how about all of you face each other to see who gets the match against me?
(Caroline eyes the three inside of the ring, and before they can respond…)
???: Hold on…
(The camera goes over to show Eden Sinclair as she makes her way out to the stage, and the crowd responds loudly to her as she stands beside Caroline. Caroline looks annoyed by the interruption, but it doesn’t seem like Eden cares very much about that as she has a microphone in her hand and begins to speak.)
Eden Sinclair: I have a better idea… instead of a triple threat to determine who faces Caroline, how about we announce a match for Bloodsport. It will be Caroline versus Adam Lucas versus Solomon Stane versus Candice Blair in some type of fatal four-way!
(The crowd cheers as Adam, Solomon, and Candice watch this in intrigue before they all begin to quickly speak up.)
Solomon Stane: If that is really what it’s going to take, fine, I accept.
Candice Blair: I accept.
Adam Lucas: I accept.
Eden Sinclair: Great! Problem solved! How easy was that?
(The crowd cheers at this as Caroline tilts her head as her lone eye narrows at Eden, approaching her as she glares.)
Caroline: Authority figures will continue to learn the hard way not to overstep their boundaries when it comes to the Queen of Shadows…
(Caroline then vanishes out of view from the camera as Eden looks momentarily irked by that, but regardless smiles as she looks out. The last shot seen is the three Elitists inside of the ring staring down one another while Sunday Night Voltage, from there, begins to fade out to elsewhere.)
(Commercial for EA Sports’ College Football 2025.)
(The camera fades to ringside.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING IS A BEAT THE CLOCK CHALLENGE MATCH! In order to win, Cameron Ella Ava must defeat her opponent within the time limit of 10 minutes and 58 seconds!
(‘Psycho’ by That’s Outrageous plays as Effy McAvoy appears behind the barricade, causing some fans to be surprised. Ahren Fournier is seen behind her, and she has a grin on her face. She looks pretty confident, even with the crowd booing them both as loudly as they can. She just smiles as she hops it.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST…ACCOMPANIED BY AHREN FOURNIER…FROM WATCH HIL, RHODE ISLAND…WEIGHING IN AT 125 POUNDS…SHE IS ‘THE OMEN’…EFFY MCAVOY!
(She gets inside the ring and just looks at the stage with anticipation. ‘Good For Her’ by MOTHICA featuring emlyn begins to play as Cameron Ella Ava makes her way onto the stage. The crowd suddenly explodes in cheering as she carries the Hardcore Championship proudly.)
Bella Braxton: AND HER OPPONENT…FROM LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA…WEIGHING IN AT 140 POUNDS…SHE IS THE HARDCORE CHAMPION…THE ‘MATRIARCH’…CAMERON ELLA AVA!
(She gets inside the ring and immediately begins measuring her opponent up. She doesn’t seem fazed by Effy McAvoy, just prepared to end this one quickly. The ref calls for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
(TIMER: 10:58)
James Peters: There’s the bell and this one is underway! Remember that this is a Beat the Clock challenge match. Cameron Ella Ava has to find a way to defeat her opponent within the allotted time! AND SHE LOOKS TO DO THAT QUICKLY! Effy McAvory approaches but Ella Ava drops her with an arm drag! She goes to capitalize but McAvoy immediately rolls to the outside! Cameron Ella Ava rushes out to meet her, but McAvoy makes her way to the other side of the ring! It seems like already she’s purposely trying to run the clock down!
Rich Russillo: The referee is getting ready to count here so McAvoy slides back inside! Ella Ava looks to do the same…BUT SHE’S BLINDSIDE BY HER OPPONENT! McAvoy delivers a nasty stomp right to the back of her head! She now gets her opponent back up and sends her across the ring with the Irish Whip! Off the rebound MCAVOY KICKS HER SQUARE IN THE GUT! Cameron is knocked to the floor from the impact! Cameron Ella Ava tries to get back up but she takes a big kick right across the spine! This is a bad place to be when the clock is ticking down!
Persephone: Tick…tock. Can we skip to the end? I guess not…it seems like that weirdo is picking up Cameron Ella Ava for a suplex. OH CAMERON ROLLS HER UP!
ONE!
TW-
James Peters: Cameron just tried to sneak the victory there! Unfortunately for her, McAvoy was able to kick out! Both elitists get back to their feet…AND MCAVOY TRIES FOR ANOTHER KICK! Ava is able to catch her leg! And now she sweeps McAvoy’s leg out right from under her! She quickly takes hold of the leg and places her opponent in the kneebar! Effy wastes zero time reaching out for the ropes and forcing the break! Cameron Ella Ava is forced to release the hold and you can tell she’s already annoyed with her opponent! She lets her opponent get back up to her feet…AND EFFY LUNGES FORWARD WITH A BIG RIGHT HAND!
Rich Russillo: It sends Ella Ava staggering back BUT SHE FIRES BACK WITH A SUPERKICK! McAvoy drops down and then rolls out of the ring once again to avoid it! She starts walking around ringside once again keeping that clock ticking down! Cameron has no choice but to go to the outside! SHE’S AMBUSED BY EFFY! SHE’S DRIVEN RIGHT INTO THE RING APRON! She winds up to do it once again, but Cameron refuses to move! INSTEAD SHE PICKS MCAVOY UP FOR THE FALCON ARROW! EFFY IS ABLE TO ESCAPE AND LAND ON HER FEET! SHE GETS BEHIND AVA AND SHOVES HER STRAIGHT INTO THE STEEL STEPS!
Persephone: You know what? That actually made me feel a little better. I think maybe she should do that again. Like a few times actually. Never mind, Effy throws Cameron back inside the ring. Lame.
James Peters: Cameron Ella Ava manages to crawl into the corner! Effy McAvoy is back in as well and she just starts a relentless assault of kicks and stomps on her opponent! This is getting pretty brutal! And it might just get more so as McAvoy picks her opponent up! SHE TAKES CAMERON DOWN WITH A MASSIVE BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! And now here comes the cover!
ONE!
TW-
Rich Russillo: The shoulder is up just before the two! Effy McAvoy places her opponent in a headlock now! Cameron Ella Ava is able to power through here, making her way back to a vertical base with her opponents arms locked around her head! SHE SHOVES MCAVOY INTO THE ROPES! McAvoy stumbles back and gets spiked into the mat with the german suplex! McAvoy hits the mat hard but still manages to find her way back to her feet! CAMERON GRABS HER AGAIN AND CONNECTS WITH THE SNAP SUPLEX! Perfectly executed manuever there and now she rolls on top of her opponent to apply an armbar! BUT EFFY ROLLS RIGHT ON TOP OF AVA FOR THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
Persephone: She just went for the pin as a way to force the submission to be broken up. Guess she’s just a freak, not a braindead freak. Once again we see these elitists get back up to their feet! EFFY MCAVOY RUSHES HER DOWN LOOKING FOR A RUNNING KNEE!
James Peters: Ella Ava is able to avoid the strike and manages to get directly behind her opponent. AND SHE GRABS HER FOR THE SAITO SUPLEX! She goes to lift her up but McAvoy is able to reapply the headlock! She’s able to drive her opponent down to the mat here, just relentlessly applying pressure! Cameron Ella Ava is able to shove her opponent away, getting clear of the hold! As she tries to get back to her feet…SHE’S CAUGHT WITH THE RUNNING KNEE BY MCAVOY! FOLLOWED BY THE NECKBREAKER! Here comes another cover from McAvoy!
ONE!
TWO!
T-
Rich Russillo: The shoulder is up once again which means Cameron still has a chance to beat the clock! But it looks Effy McAvoy is not going to let that happen! She is making her way up to the second which means she’s looking for one of her signature moves! SHE GOES FOR THE DIVING DOUBLE STOMP! SHE MISSES! Cameron Ella Ava rolled out of the way at the last moment! She gets up and begins laying into her opponent with rapid kicks and punches! She’s hitting so hard and so fast that McAvoy can’t even react! Effy is completely dazed from this combination…allowing the champ to lift her up for the Alabama Slam! BUT MCAVOY ROLLS THROUGH AND LOOKS FOR THE COVER ONCE AGAIN!
Persephone: Nope! Cameron sees it coming and immediately gets to her feet. SHE THEN DRILLS HER OPPONENT WITH THE AVACADABRA! Damn, the shining wizard from Ava might have just sent some of McAvoy’s teeth out to ringside. I wonder if Ahren will pick those up for her? Disregard all of that, Cameron is going for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
James Peters: Now it’s McAvoy who’s able to kick out! Not a lot of time has gone by here, but for Cameron every second is critical! She brings McAvoy backup to her feet and then lifts her onto her shoulders! NO BODY, NO CRIME! Effy McAvoy is able to slip behind her opponent avoiding what would have been the end of this match! SHE LIFTS HER UP AND DROPS HER DOWN WITH THE BELLY-TO-BACK SUPLEX! McAvoy rolls to a vertical base and is now laughing at her opponent! She gets right in the face of Cameron Ella Ava, taunting her!
Rich Russillo: BUT CAMERON KICKS HER RIGHT IN THE FACE! McAvoy was caught completely off-guard there! Ella Ava gets up and she’s met by a clothesline from her opponent! She’s able to duck under it and sprints towards the ropes! SHE COMES BACK WITH THE SPRINGBOARD ROUNDHOUSE KICK! It hits the target dead-on, taking down McAvoy in an instant! This could be the opening she was looking for! She lines up her shot once again…THIS TIME LOOKING FOR THE MATRIARCH RISING! BUT NO! Effy McAvoy rolls back and scrambles to the outside of the ring for the third time in this match! It seems to be her go to move tonight!
James Peters: BUT I DON’T KNOW HOW EFFECTIVE IT WILL BE THIS TIME! CAMERON ELLA AVA COMES FLYING OUT OF THE RING WITH THE SUICIDE DIVE! She crashes down on her opponent like a meteorite! She doesn’t a waste a second scrapping McAvoy off the mat and tossing her back to the inside! Ava lifts her opponent up in the powerbomb position now…SHE’S AIMING RIGHT AT THAT CORNER! BUT SOMEHOW MCAVOY IS ABLE TO GET HER WITH A HURRICARANA! It sends her straight into the middle rope!
Persephone: Effy McAvoy walks over there and punts the middle rope as hard she can! It just went into the throat of Cameron! You know, maybe she utilize some of that ‘veteran’ instinct. Cause apparently the new girl is far more willing to use the entire ring to her advantage.
Rich Russillo: Effy is playing dirty here tonight though. She is doing whatever it takes to keep this match going and keep it in her favor! Ava is stumbling around the ring after that shot, clutching at her throat! She turns around towards her opponent…AND SHE’S DROPPED TO THE MAT WITH A KICK STRAIGHT TO THE CHEST! She hits the ground and McAvoy takes hold of her arm! CALL TO ARMS! Effy McAvoy locks in the cross-armbreaker! This is extremely painful hold to be locked in here, your arm being hyperextending to the point where it feels like it might just tear off! McAvoy is pulling on it with everything she can!
James Peters: She’s in pain here, but there’s more to it than that! Cameron is looking frustrated and just pissed off! She tries to get to the ropes to force a break but she can’t quite reach it! Again, time is against her here! The champion needs to a find a way to escape the hold as soon as possible! What’s this? She rolls on top of McAvoy and takes hold of her trapped arm! CAMERON ELLA AVA IS LIFTING HER OPPONENT UP! SHE MANAGES TO STAND WITH MCAVOY STILL HOLDING ONTO HER! SHE RUSHES TOWARDS THE CAMERON AND THE BACK OF EFFY’S HEAD COLLIDES WITH THE TURNBUCKLES! That is one way to get out of the submission hold!
Persephone: Look at that, she’s trying to act all tough. She’s literally shaking off the pain from that hold. I’m going to say it though…it wouldn’t have hurt Luis.
Rich Russillo: That would hurt anyone actually. Nevertheless, Cameron Ella Ava picks her opponent up…AND COMES AT HER WITH THE WONDER WOMEN PUNCH! McAvoy is able to find the wherewithal to duck under it! SHE GRABS HER OPPONENT FROM BEHIND LOOKING FOR THE BELLY-TO-BACK SUPLEX ONCE AGAIN! AVA FLIPS OVER HER HEAD AND LANDS ON HER FEET! She grabs her opponent and GETS HER WITH THE DRAGON SUPLEX! From there she drags McAvoy right in front of the turnbuckle, lining her for something! Cameron makes her way up to the top rope…AND SHE COMES DOWN WITH THE DIVING CORKSCREW MOONSAULT! What a beautifully executed move! Cover on McAvoy!
ONE!
TWO!
T-
James Peters: NO! Effy McAvoy is able to kick out before the three! The look on Cameron Ella Ava’s face says it all, she cannot believe it! Wait a second, she grabs her opponents legs and aiming at the corner! SLINGSHOT! SHE LAUNCHES MCAVOY! BUT MCAVOY IS ABLE TO CATCH HERSELF ON THE ROPES! Cameron gets back to her feet, expecting her opponent to have been taken down! INSTEAD EFFY COMES CRASHING DOWN ON HER WITH THE DOUBLE FOOT STOMP! RIGHT ON THE CHEST OF AVA, CRUSHING HER INTO THE MAT! Here comes another cover from McAvoy!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-
Persephone: And Cameron is able to get that shoulder up. These two really gotta figure something out here. I mean, this standstill is cute in action movies. But I’m ready for the next match personally. Or just a commercial break.
Rich Russillo: What are you talking about? These two are doing whatever it takes to win tonight! Both of them just proved how lethal they can be from on-high! But McAvoy is looking to keep it on the ground now! She takes hold of the arm of Ella Ava and smiles! She’s going for the Call to Arms again! BUT CAMERON KICKS HER LEG OUT FROM UNDER HER! She rolls on top of her opponent and locks in the Fujiwara armbar! Look at that, just wrenching on that arm, trying to pull it right out of it’s socket! McAvoy just has to be in excruciating pain with this! She’s flailing in the ring, trying to reach out towards the ropes like she did earlier in the match! SALVATION IS NOT WITHIN REACH!
James Peters: THAT DOESN’T MATTER! Cameron Ella Ava transitions the hold in a new one! She locks her opponent in the triangle choke now! The leg of Cameron is being brought directly into the throat of McAvoy and it looks like she’s beginning to fade a little bit here! She’s trying to stand up while in this choke, but her legs begin to buckle out from under her! She falls back down…and could we see her actually pass out? Cameron Ella Ava seems to apply more pressure now and her opponent rolls over to the side! The ref goes to raise her arm, trying to determine if Effy is out!
Persephone: Hope she’s having a nightmare right now. Maybe about a Voltage without Luis De La Rosa. Wait that’s just the one we’re living in.
Rich Russillo: THE REF LIFTS UP HER ARM AND MCAVOY PULLS IT AWAY! SHE PLACES IT ON TOP OF THE BOTTOM ROPE! Cameron Ella Ava is now being told by the ref that she has to release the hold! She does it but there seemed to be some hesitation there! She sees that her opponent is barely able to move even after that rope break! Cameron forces McAvoy back up her to feet…SNAP SUPLEX! She rolls on top of her opponent and brings her back up to a vertical base once again! SHE THEN LUNGES FORWARD AND HITS HER WITH THE WONDER WOMAN PUNCH! The forearm connects and McAvoy collapses into the mat! Here comes the cove-
James Peters: NO! EFFY MCAVOY ROLLS TO THE OUTSIDE ONCE AGAIN!
(Cameron looks devastated as she looks up and sees that she’s at the nine minute mark.)
James Peters: Just before her opponent could capitalize on that near knock-out blow! Cameron Ella Ava cannot believe it, she looks absolutely frustrated as she should be! But look at Effy McAvoy she’s looking back up at the Hardcore Champion with a smile on her face! She knows exactly what she’s been doing tonight! CAMERON GOES TO THE OUTSIDE! She grabs McAvoy and throws her back inside the ring! She gets back in and Effy McAvoy tries to take her down with a running knee! SHE BLOCKS IT AND GRABS MCAVOY BY THE HEAD! SHE GOES FOR THE SNAPBACK!
Persephone: She tries at least. McAvoy is able to shove her away and create some distance between them. But not as far as my Luis is from me. Anyways, psycho sally grabs her arm from behind and nails her with the ripcord knee-strike. She calls that the Climax. And only one m-
Rich Russillo: That’s just gross. That ripcord knee might have just knocked out the champ here! But it seems like Effy McAvoy would rather hedge her bets here! She brings her opponent back up to a kneeling position! SHE THEN CONNECTS WITH THE GOAT TROT! The running swinging neckbreaker is enough to give Ava some whiplash! And now Effy McAvoy goes down for the cover! Is this going to be enough to put this away?
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-
James Peters: NO! SHE KICKS OUT JUST BEFORE THE THREE COUNT! This one was so close to over! Effy McAvoy’s smile now fades, clearly wanting that to be the end! I guess that means she has to come up with a different one now! She’s lining something up here, waiting for the Cameron Ella Ava to begin to get up! HERE COMES THE STORYBOOK ENDING! SHE BRINGS DOWN HER FOOT FOR THE CURBSTOMP BUT AVA AVOIDS IT! She leaps back to her feet and grabs her opponent from behind…BEFORE DROPPING HER WITH THE DRAGON SUPLEX! She bridges for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-
Persephone: So close, but so far. Effy McAvoy is able to kick out once again. It seems like we are getting dangerously close to that time limit. And you can tell that Cameron is desperate, immediately picking her opponent back up.
Rich Russillo: AVA GOES FOR THE HOOK KICK, LOOKING TO SET UP THE MOTHER’S KISS! Effy McAvoy is able to duck under it! She then hits her with a kick to the gut, followed by an uppercut…AND THEN A RUNNING KNEE! Absolutely blasting the champion there! Instead of letting her hit the mat, McAvoy pulls her up! POP-UP SUPLEX! AND THEN SHE CONVERTS THAT INTO THE COQUINA CLUTCH! IT’S TIME FOR A LULLABY! Ahren Fournier is looking very proud here!
James Peters: She manages to get the hold in! Cameron Ella Ava might be put to sleep before the time limit! BUT NO! She is fighting back with everything she has here! Ava rolls backwards on top of her opponent! SHE HAS HER SHOULDERS DOWN FOR THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-
Persephone: That’s rough. Once again, McAvoy is able to kick out.
Rich Russillo: She wants to make Ahren proud tonight and she is refusing to let anything get in her way of that! The clock has almost run out here so she brings her opponent back to her feet! ANOTHER WONDER WOMAN PUNCH! And she scrambles to pick up the stunned McAvoy! Ava goes to lift her up overhead, setting up for the No Body, No Crime…
(TIMER: 00:03)
James Peters: Time is running out! BUT THE CHAMP STILL FOLLOWS THROUGH WITH THE NO BODY, NO CRIME! She goes for the cover!
ONE!
(Suddenly, a loud buzzing noise is heard, signaling the end of the timer. However, the referee’s count continues.)
TWO!
THREE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(‘Good For Her’ by MOTHICA featuring emlyn begins to play as Cameron Ella Ava rolls off of her opponent. Ahren Fournier looks disappointed from the sidelines, shaking his head as Cameron gets back to her feet. Cameron takes her Championship, and she doesn’t look too pleased about how things played out.)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…CAMERON ELLA AVA! However, her time was 11 minutes, meaning she did not beat the clock!
(Effy begins to stir and looks at Ahren Fournier. He looks away from her and she seems absolutely devastated by this.)
James Peters: CAMERON ELLA AVA JUST BARELY FAILED TO BEAT THE CLOCK!
Rich Russillo: I wasn’t expecting that turn of events! Effy put up a great fight despite her loss, and thanks to that fight, Cameron can’t choose the stipulation for her Bloodsport match!
(Before Cameron could leave the ring, ‘TENKI YOHOU’ by batta hits. This causes loud cheers to come from the crowd, but Cameron Ella Ava doesn’t look too amused. She turns towards the stage as Akari Kiyoko begins walking out, holding a microphone in his hand. He has a grin on his face as he looks towards Cameron Ella Ava, beginning to walk down the ramp.)
James Peters: Well I think we all know why Akari Kiyoko is out here! Cameron Ella Ava may have won her match, but she was only two seconds too late! Thanks to this, Akari Kiyoko won the Beat The Clock Challenge!
Rich Russillo: That’s right, and that’s not all it means. There’s a reason Cameron Ella Ava doesn’t look too happy right now. Bloodsport might just become an even bigger challenge for the Hall of Famer.
Persephone: Not enough of a challenge. It should be Luis here right now, not this guy.
(Akari Kiyoko makes it to the bottom of the ramp, where his entrance music begins to fade out. After this, he begins to speak.)
Akari Kiyoko: Congratulations, Cameron. You won your match. You defeated Effy McAvoy, and once again showed everyone why you became the Hardcore Champion in the first place. You did what you promised to and added yet another victory to your record, I can’t take that away from you. It was a good win… Just, not good enough.
(Cameron Ella Ava doesn’t look impressed hearing this from Akari, who continues to speak.)
Akari Kiyoko: You’ve been here much longer than I have, so I’m sure I don’t need to explain the fact that in a Beat The Clock Challenge, time is everything. You can win the match without winning the challenge, and if anyone should know that, it’s the person that just did it. See Cameron, while you defeated Effy McAvoy, you failed to do it in the time required. You were just two short seconds too late, and those two seconds may have just cost you that Hardcore Championship. This Beat The Clock Challenge wasn’t for nothing, Cameron. You know that. This challenge was to determine who’d pick the stipulation for our match at Bloodsport, and thanks to you being unable to put down Effy in enough time, I’m the one that earned the opportunity to decide what match we will be facing each other in. Now, the fate of the Hardcore Championship is truly in my hands, and I intend to save it.
(After hearing this, Cameron just rolls her eyes. She turns towards the timekeepers area, requesting a microphone, which would soon be given to her. After this, she begins to speak.)
Cameron Ella Ava: Alright, Akari. Go ahead, get this over with. I just hope you understand that I’ve been here too long to worry about one stipulation costing me this Championship. After everything I’ve seen, done and experiences in this business, what could you have to offer that’s so different?
(Akari keeps the calm and collected look on his face, beginning to respond after a few seconds.)
Akari Kiyoko: It looks like we’ll see. If Captain Charisma doesn’t mind, I’d like to use this opportunity to spin the Bloodsport Wheel of Death. It is a Bloodsport and Voltage tradition, after all and why not? The stipulation actually doesn’t matter to me either, but I like knowing that I was able to get one over on you again, for the second week in a row.
(The fans begin to cheer hearing this. Akari waits, and before long, ‘Self Help Tape’ by Moses Sumney hits. Captain Charisma begins to walk out, and alongside him is the Bloodsport Wheel of Death, a large wheel that contains various stipulations. New stipulations and stipulations that have been seen throughout EAW history are all listed on the wheel. After bringing the wheel to ringside, Captain Charisma begins to speak.)
Captain Charisma: Akari, congratulations on winning the Beat The Clock Challenge. As we all know this gave you the opportunity to choose the stipulation for your Hardcore Championship match, and I’m personally impressed by your decision! I think everyone here knows by now that I love bringing out this wheel and surprising people when it comes to the stipulations used here on Voltage, so I can’t wait to see what we’ll see for the two of you!
(Akari Kiyoko walks over towards the wheel, before turning towards Cameron Ella Ava.)
Akari Kiyoko: No matter what stipulation this lands on, just know I won’t be letting you leave Bloodsport with that Championship.
Cameron Ella Ava: Just spin the wheel since you claim you don’t care about the stipulation.
(Not too bothered by the comment, Akari just turns before finally spinning the wheel. The fans cheer, and both Elitists wait as the wheel continues to spin. It spins for a little while, before finally beginning to slow down. Eventually the wheel stops, and Captain Charisma begins to speak.)
Captain Charisma: At Bloodsport… You two will be facing off in an Exploding Barbed Wire TLC match!
(This causes the fans to begin cheering extremely loudly. Cameron Ella Ava has a focused look on her face hearing this, and Akari Kiyoko looks ready for Bloodsport. After a few seconds, Cameron Ella Ava begins to speak.)
Cameron Ella Ava: Exploding Barbed Wire TLC. That’s fine. I told you, Akari. I have seen a lot in this industry, and you could even go back as recently as last season to see some of the violent matches I’ve competed in. You can question how much care I have for this Championship, you can think whatever you want about who I am, but one thing you can’t deny is that I have what it takes to overcome these kinds of challenges. There’s a reason I’m holding this Championship Akari, and why I’m able to accomplish something like this at this stage in my life. Whether you like it or not I’m still one of the very best this industry has to offer, and beating me to win the Hardcore Championship is not going to be as easy as you clearly believe it is. You can talk about how much this Championship supposedly means to you, but if you don’t have what it takes at Bloodsport and your money isn’t where your mouth is, you’re going to leave empty handed.
(Captain Charisma begins walking back up the ramp, bringing the wheel to the back after giving the match its stipulation. After hearing the Hardcore Champion’s words, Akari begins slowly walking up the steel steps to enter the ring. During this, he begins to speak.)
Akari Kiyoko: Trust me Cameron, I understand that you’ve been through a lot. I never doubted that you pose a threat, however you’ve been severely underestimating me, which shouldn’t even be possible knowing exactly why the Gauntlet match worked out in your favor rather than mine. I was able to push myself forward knowing how much I accomplished in that match, and knowing that I’d only get better and become more prepared. However, since the Gauntlet match you barely won despite being the final Elitist out, you’ve only grown more arrogant. I won’t have to go through multiple matches just to get to you. This time all I’ll have to deal with are explosive tables, ladders, chairs and some barbed wire. There’s a lot on the line here Cameron, and I’m not going to let this opportunity go to waste.
Cameron Ella Ava: It’s not that simple, Akari. You need to understand that I’ve heard that exact same thing many times in my career, and by the time I got in the ring I proved them wrong. If you’re going to guarantee victory you need to be a kind of competitor I’ve never seen before, and you’re not that. Far from it actually, and if this is the mindset you plan to walk into Bloodsport with, I can’t say I expect that to change. What’s going to happen is that you’ll walk into Bloodsport overconfident, thinking you have everything needed to walk out of our match as the Hardcore Champion, and you will come up short. You don’t understand just what I’m willing to do in order to retain this Championship, and that may just go down as your biggest mistake. Congratulations, Akari. You earned your shot at facing me. Don’t expect any more than that.
(There is a mixed reaction from the fans, but the look on Akari Kiyoko’s face doesn’t change. Both Elitists stand face to face, and after a few seconds Akari begins to speak.)
Akari Kiyoko: Cameron, this isn’t overconfidence. I understand that this match won’t be easy. What can’t be doubted is the fact that I’ve already been in the ring with you, so I know what you’re capable of even when something is on the line. I won’t be going down as easily as you seem to think I will. This match means too much for me to allow myself to go out without that Hardcore Championship by my side. I was close to beating you before Pain for Pride, and-
Cameron Ella Ava: That’s what I was talking about. You don’t know what I’m capable of, Akari. You won’t know until Bloodsport, because before Pain for Pride my opponent was an Akari Kiyoko that could barely even walk. My path to Pain for Pride was already set. There was no way you could’ve won that match. I can acknowledge that at Bloodsport you won’t have anyone else to worry about, but raising the stakes does not give you an advantage. It’s my Championship that’s on the line, and it’s in a match that’s life threatening. I don’t need you to be half-dead in order to defeat you, and at Bloodsport you’ll see that, because I’ll be willing to do whatever it takes in order to put you down. If you’re going to stand in the way of me and my reign as Hardcore Championship, you’ll have to pay for it. This is going to be a very long reign, so whether you like it or not I will be walking out of Bloodsport as Champion. Trust me, Akari. It doesn’t matter what the stipulation is. All you did was make it so that your loss in a few weeks is much more painful.
Akari Kiyoko: Don’t be so sure about that, Cameron. I can’t change the fact that you have more experience than a majority of the Elitists in this company, including myself, but I know what I’m getting myself into. Maybe compared to you I seem like a newcomer, but I’ve been here long enough to understand what this brand is all about. I’ve been here long enough to know how dangerous matches like this are, and I’ve been here long enough to understand that you’re not someone that can’t be defeated. You’re not the only one that’ll be pushing themselves further than in our previous encounter at Bloodsport, but you’ll be doing it because you’re up against a far greater threat. I’ll be doing it because I finally can, and now that you’ll finally be able to see what I’m capable of at my one hundred percent, I can’t disappoint. This Hardcore Championship reign is going to come to an end, and I’m going to be the one that ends it.
(The fans begin cheering after hearing this, supporting the challenger as Akari Kiyoko stops speaking. There’s a brief staredown between the two, but eventually Cameron Ella Ava begins to speak once more.)
Cameron Ella Ava: We’ll see if you’re still saying that come Bloodsport. Just remember, I’ve held many different Championships throughout my career and have had many different Elitists challenge me. You’re not the first and you won’t be the last to believe you’re different, but you will be another name that I defeated. If you really think that after everything I’ve done, including winning this Hardcore Championship, that I can’t defeat you, you have another thing coming in a few weeks. You’re not going to be my final challenger, so I just hope you’re ready to go to the back of the line once this is over.
(Cameron stops speaking, and there is still a staredown between the two. Cameron Ella Ava holds up her Championship, but Akari Kiyoko doesn’t lose focus, nodding his head. This staredown lasts until finally, Cameron looks away and begins walking towards the ropes.)
James Peters: What a back and forth between these two, as we now know the stip- WHAT THE HELL!?!?
Rich Russillo: CAMERON ELLA AVA JUST TURNED AND DROPPED AKARI KIYOKO WITH THE HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!!! AKARI IS DOWN, AND IT LOOKS LIKE CAMERON WASN’T GOING TO END HER NIGHT WITHOUT A BIT OF PAYBACK!
James Peters: These two obviously had their issues after last week, and I’m sure Cameron wasn’t happy about barely losing the Beat The Clock Challenge! Akari got what he wanted, but right now he doesn’t look like much of a winner!
Rich Russillo: Akari is out, and that right there was still not even a taste of what Cameron is capable of. One thing is for sure, this won’t be an easy match at Bloodsport for Akari Kiyoko. Cameron is the Hardcore Champion, and she’s clearly holding that title for a reason.
Persephone: Yeah, and it shouldn’t be her. It should be the good De La Rosa. I miss Luis so much, I can’t take this anymore. :mjcry:
(Cameron Ella Ava stands over Akari Kiyoko, who has been knocked out by the Hardcore Championship. Cameron raises her Championship once more as she stands over her challenger, and from there Voltage fades away from ringside.)
(Commercial for Playboi Carti’s possibly upcoming album, “I AM MUSIC”. Might be released in 2024. One day.)
(The camera returns to ringside as Bella Braxton is seen holding a microphone in her hand.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is a TRIOS MATCH scheduled for ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!
(‘Refuse/Resist’ by Sepultura hits as all of the fans in attendance begin to boo. The boos continue as Pandora Paisley and Halsey Neel are seen on the stage, and they are not alone. Before long Daryl Kinkade is seen walking out behind them, completing the British Invasion’s trio. All three Elitists look focused heading into this match, completely ignoring all of the boos coming from the crowd. Before long, they begin heading down the ramp and towards the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first!… At a combined weight of 510 pounds… HALSEY NEEL, PANDORA PAISLEY AND DARYL KINKADE… THE BRITISH INVASION!!!!!
James Peters: Well the British Invasion is here, and knowing the Bloodsport match they have for themselves now, I don’t think they look too pleased. However, I think they’re currently more focused on picking up a huge win.
Rich Russillo: Of course they are. A win here means beating the EAW World Champion and two former World Champions. If there’s any time to do that, it’s in a match like this.
Persephone: Whatever… Just end this as soon as possible.
(After this, ‘Praise Gawd’ by Kanye West hits. The boos only continue as Methuselah begins to walkout, and the Chairman doesn’t wait at the stage. Instead, he begins walking down the ramp as his music is eventually replaced by ‘Number One’ by Shirō Sagisu and Hazel Fernandes. This finally causes cheers to come from the crowd as Limmy begins walking out. Limmy follows Methuselah, not caring to argue over this match as finally, ‘Stop Breathing (Burn In My Light Intro)’ follows. The boos return as Jake Smith walks out, and he raises his EAW World Championship on his way to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: And their opponents… At a combined weight of 675 pounds… METHUSELAH, LIMMY MONAGHAN, AND THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION JAKE SMITH!!!!
James Peters: I have to say, I’m a bit worried about how they’ll work together. Jake and Limmy may have experience in that regard… But times have definitely changed since then.
Rich Russillo: Yeah, and that’s not even mentioning Methuselah’s presence here. This could definitely be a rough match for them if they don’t put their tensions aside.
Persephone: Whatever ends the match quicker, I hope they do it.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
James Peters: AND HERE WE GO! THIS MATCH IS UNDERWAY, AND-
Persephone: And in record breaking time, Jake has already tagged Limmy Monaghan in…
James Peters: Well. In that case, it looks like it’ll be Limmy Monaghan starting this match against Daryl Kinkade! Limmy and Daryl begin to circle the ring, AND NOW THERE THEY GO! Both men lock up, and Daryl is able to apply a headlock! Limmy is able to lift him up, but Daryl flips out onto his feet before grabbing Limmy from behind! Daryl attempting a German suplex, but Limmy blocks it with an elbow to the jaw! Limmy now with an Irish whip to the ropes, AND LIMMY GOES FOR A- NO!
Rich Russillo: Limmy was about to go for a dropkick, but he stopped himself as he saw Daryl grab onto the ropes to avoid running into Limmy! Daryl now charging in, AND HE SWINGS AT LIMMY, BUT LIMMY DUCKS UNDER IT! Daryl turns around, AND HE’S CAUGHT WITH AN ARM DRAG BY LIMMY! Daryl stumbles back to his feet and stumbles into the corner of the British Invasion, AND LIMMY RUNS IN- BUT DARYL GETS OUT OF THE WAY BEFORE KICKING LIMMY IN THE MIDSECTION! LIMMY IS TRAPPED IN THE CORNER, AND NOW DARYL TAGS IN PANDORA!
Persephone: Ugh. One bad wrestler tags out, an even worse wrestler tags in.
James Peters: Pandora begins stomping away at Limmy Monaghan, BEFORE RUNNING THE ROPES AND DELIVERING A DROPKICK TO LIMMY! Limmy stumbles out of the corner, and as he drops to a knee, Pandora applies a rear chinlock! She is still close to her corner, and thanks to this Halsey is able to tag herself in! Halsey enters the ring, AND SHE RUNS THE ROPES AS PANDORA HOLDS ONTO LIMMY, ALLOWING HALSEY TO CONNECT WITH A PENALTY KICK! LIMMY IS DOWN, AND IT LOOKS LIKE THE BRITISH INVASION IS USING THEIR EXPERIENCE AS A TEAM EARLY ON!
Rich Russillo: Limmy Monaghan slowly begins pushing himself up, but he’s definitely hurting! Once he’s up Halsey is able to deliver a shoot kick to chest- AND SHE WENT FOR A SECOND ONE, BUT THAT MAY HAVE BEEN A MISTAKE! LIMMY IS ABLE TO CATCH THE LEG, BEFORE DELIVERING A DRAGON SCREW! HALSEY TEMPORARILY IS TAKEN TO THE MAT, AND NOW LIMMY QUICKLY PULLS HER UP BEFORE PLANTING HER INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING WITH A BUTTERFLY SUPLEX! HALSEY IS SENT TO THE CENTER OF THE RING, AND LIMMY KNEW HE HAD TO GET AWAY FROM THE BRITISH INVASION’S CORNER!
James Peters: The British Invasion’s biggest strength in this match is their teamwork. Taking that away deals a big blow to them, but at the same time, the Bloodsport opponents’ lack of teamwork could be a big enough weakness. I think Limmy knows that too, so it looks like he’s looking to just put this match away on his own before things could get that far! Limmy pulls Halsey up, AND HE KNEES HER IN THE MIDSECTION BEFORE PULLING HER IN! LIMMY IS LOOKING FOR OUTER HEAVEN- BUT HE DOESN’T GET IT! HALSEY IS ABLE TO SEND LIMMY INTO HIS OWN CORNER, BEFORE DELIVERING A FOREARM SMASH!
Rich Russillo: Halsey now backing up as Limmy is dazed, AND HALSEY RUNS IN AS SHE LOOKS FOR- NO! LIMMY IS ABLE TO GET THE BOOT UP, AND-
Persephone: Annnnd the “Champion” just tagged himself in. Great.
Rich Russillo: Limmy looks over at him, clearly a bit caught off guard there- BUT THAT SPLIT SECOND IS ALL HALSEY NEEDED AS SHE RUNS IN AND HITS LIMMY WITH A BACK ELBOW! JAKE QUICKLY GETS IN THE RING- BUT HALSEY TURNS AND HITS HIM WITH AN ENZUIGIRI! HUGE COMBINATION AS THE CHAMPION MAY HAVE CHOSEN THE WRONG TIME TO MESS WITH LIMMY!
James Peters: Jake drops down to a knee, AND NOW HALSEY NEEL RUNS THE ROPES AS JAKE STUMBLES BACK TO HIS FEET! OFF WITH YOUR HEAD- NO! JAKE AVOIDS THE BICYCLE KNEE- BEFORE CATCHING HALSEY WITH A SUPERKICK TO THE JAW! HALSEY DROPS TO THE MAT BEFORE ROLLING AWAY, AND NOW JAKE-
Persephone: What the hell?
James Peters: Methuselah just tagged himself in now! Jake turns around, and it looks like Methuselah is done with all the back and forth!
Rich Russillo: Halsey Neel pulls herself up in the British Invasion’s corner- BUT BEFORE PANDORA OR DARYL COULD EVEN TRY TO TAG THEMSELVES IN, METHUSELAH STORMS RIGHT INTO THEIR CORNER AND HITS HALSEY WITH RAPTURE! RAPTURE CONNECTS AS HALSEY CRUMBLES DOWN TO THE MAT, AND METHUSELAH MAY HAVE JUST MADE A DIFFERENCE WITH ONE HUGE MOVE! METHUSELAH NOW GOING FOR THE COVER, AND THIS MATCH MAY ALREADY BE OVER AS HALSEY IS OUT OF IT!
ONE!
TWO!!
TH-
Rich Russillo: NO, HALSEY GETS THE SHOULDER UP! We’re still early in this match, so Halsey must still have fight left in her!
Persephone: I don’t know why. There’s really no point in this, and I think we need to stop giving people like this the chance to torture us with their terrible wrestling.
James Peters: Methuselah slowly begins to drag Halsey back up- BUT DARYL GRABS METHUSELAH BY THE ARM, CAUSING METHUSELAH TO HAVE TO SHOVE DARYL OFF OF HIM! METHUSELAH IS QUICK TO FREE HIMSELF, AND NOW HE SENDS HALSEY INTO- NO! DARYL BOUGHT HALSEY JUST ENOUGH TIME TO RESTORE JUST A BIT OF STRENGTH, AS SHE REVERSES THE IRISH WHIP AND SENDS METHUSELAH INTO HIS OWN CORNER!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH STOPS HIMSELF BEFORE HE COULD BE SENT INTO THE TURNBUCKLES, BUT AS SOON AS HE TURNS AROUND, HALSEY FALLS BACK INTO HER CORNER AS PANDORA TAGS BACK INTO THE MATCH! PANDORA INTO THE RING JUST AS METHUSELAH WAS ABOUT TO CHARGE IN, AND SHE RUNS IN BEFORE DELIVERING A HURRICANRANA ON THE CHAIRMAN! Methuselah returns to his feet as he stumbles towards the ropes, AND NOW PANDORA RUNS IN- BUT METHUSELAH CATCHES HER WITH A BACK ELBOW! Pandora stumbles back, AND NOW METHUSELAH LOOKS FOR A LARIAT!
James Peters: HE DOESN’T GET IT THOUGH, AND NOW PANDORA CONNECTS WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK! METHUSELAH DROPS DOWN TO A KNEE, AND NOW PANDORA LOOKS FOR THE CAT’S PAW- BUT METHUSELAH DUCKS UNDER THAT! HE QUICKLY PUSHES HIMSELF UP AS PANDORA REGAINS HER BALANCE- AND METHUSELAH CATCHES HER WITH A SPINNING BACK FIST! Pandora stumbles into Methuseah’s corner after that, and as she holds her nose, I think Methuselah is expecting Jake Smith to tag in!
Persephone: Expecting? More like demanding.
James Peters: Even so, it looks like Jake has reluctantly chosen to do so! Jake finally tags back in, BUT HIS HESITATION HAS STOPPED HIM FROM BEING ABLE TO EFFECTIVELY CAPITALIZE! PANDORA HAS RECOVERED, AND SHE HITS METHUSELAH WITH AN ELBOW!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH RESPONDS WITH A FOREARM SHOT, AND NOW THESE TWO GO BACK AND FORTH UNTIL FINALLY JAKE INTERRUPTS AS HE KICKS PANDORA IN THE MIDSECTION! JAKE NOW DROPPING HER TO A KNEE WITH A FOREARM AS METHUSELAH STEPS OUT TO THE APRON, AND NOW IT’S BRITISH INVASION RECEIVING A TASTE OF THE TEAMWORK THEY’RE KNOWN FOR! JAKE NOW PULLING PANDORA IN, BEFORE DROPPING HER WITH A KNEECAP BRAINBUSTER! Pandora Paisley is in a bad way right now, and in a surprising turn of events I think things are actually turning out well for these three!
Persephone: Gross. Just look at the grin on Jake’s face as he pulls Pandora up. He’s looking right at Limmy and Methuselah, and I honestly don’t know how they can resist punching this guy in the face.
James Peters: Jake obviously proud of himself right now- BUT PANDORA IS ABLE TO DUCK DOWN, LIFTING JAKE UP BEFORE DROPPING HIM WITH A SAMOAN DROP OUT OF NOWHERE! PANDORA JUST CAUGHT JAKE OFF GUARD, AND THIS IS THE SAME ISSUE JAKE HAD IN HIS MATCH AGAINST SOLOMON! He keeps trying to prove something to his Bloodsport opponents, and that arrogance keeps getting the best of him!
Rich Russillo: Pandora grabs onto the ropes to pull herself up, AND BEFORE JAKE COULD GET BACK TO HIS FEET, PANDORA DELIVERS A LEG DROP! PANDORA WITH A SECOND ONE NOW! A THIRD BY PANDORA, AND NOW SHE FOLLOWS THIS UP WITH A COVER ON THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION!
ONE!
TWO!!
Rich Russillo: JAKE KICKS OUT AT TWO, BUT PANDORA PULLS JAKE INTO THE BRITISH INVASION’S CORNER BEFORE TAGGING HALSEY BACK INTO THE MATCH!
James Peters: PANDORA HOLDS JAKE UP, AND HALSEY CONNECTS WITH AN APRON ENZUIGIRI, WHICH IS FOLLOWED BY A GERMAN SUPLEX FROM PANDORA! HALSEY NOW IN THE RING, AND SHE TAGS DARYL IN AS PANDORA SENDS JAKE OVER! Daryl now lifting Jake into a fireman’s carry, and it looks like these two are about to utilize one of the combinations Pandora and Halsey usually do! Halsey now looking for a- WAIT, NO! JAKE SLIPS DOWN DARYL’S BACK, BEFORE SHOVING HIM INTO HALSEY! BOTH ELITISTS GO DOWN, AND JUST AS DARYL REALIZES WHAT HAPPENED, JAKE CATCHES HIM WITH A KNEE TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!
Rich Russillo: Jake collapses onto the mat after that knee though, still hurt after all the damage he’s taken! Halsey is quickly able to push herself up, and she’s seemingly not too happy about what Jake just did. The referee is trying to get her to exit the ring as Jake slowly pulls Daryl back up, and- HEY WAIT A SECOND! DARYL JUST TOOK ADVANTAGE OF THE DISTRACTED REFEREE, RAKING THE EYES OF THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION!! JAKE TURNS AND COVERS HIS EYES, AND THIS ALLOWS DARYL TO CONNECT WITH A POISONRANA ONTO THE CHAMPION! JAKE IS IN TROUBLE RIGHT NOW!
Persephone: I don’t care that he’s “in trouble”. This match isn’t over yet, and that’s a problem. Can they hurry up and fix that?
James Peters: Daryl Kinkade gets on top of Jake, AND HE BEGINS PUNCHING AWAY AT JAKE SMITH! JAKE IS BASICALLY DEFENSELESS RIGHT NOW AS DARYL KINKADE IS ALL OVER HIM, LOOKING TO TAKE HIM OUT HERE TONIGHT! THE TAG TEAM EXPERIENCE OF THE BRITISH INVASION IS CLEARLY SUPERIOR TO THEIR OPPONENTS TONIGHT, AND THAT MIGHT JUST LEAD THEM TO A HUGE VICTORY TONIGHT AS JAKE IS STRUGGLING RIGHT NOW! Jake is finally able to push Daryl off of him, and now he quickly begins to backpedal towards his own corner!
Rich Russillo: DARYL IS QUICK TO TRY AND STOP JAKE- BUT JAKE IS ABLE TO DUCK UNDER DARYL’S SWING BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN, AND IT LOOKS LIKE BOTH DARYL AND JAKE ARE BEGINNING TO CRAWL TOWARDS THEIR RESPECTIVE CORNERS! IF THEY’RE BOTH ABLE TO TAG IN THEIR PARTNERS, THERE’S NO TELLING WHAT MIGHT JUST HAPPEN! JAKE IS CLOSE TO HIS CORNER, BUT DARYL HAS MORE LIFE IN HIM, AND HE MIGHT JUST TAG IN ONE OF HIS PARTNERS FIRST!
James Peters: WAIT, LOOK! LIMMY MONAGHAN AND PANDORA PAISLEY HAVE SEEMINGLY BEEN TAGGED IN AT THE SAME TIME, AND NOW LOOK! BOTH ELITISTS CHARGE IN AT EACH OTHER, AND LIMMY DROPS PANDORA WITH A LARIAT! PANDORA STUMBLES BACK UP, AND LIMMY CONNECTS WITH A SECOND ONE! PANDORA IS DOWN- BUT WAIT A SECOND! DARYL KINKADE HAS PUSHED HIMSELF BACK TO HIS FEET, AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE DOESN’T PLAN TO GO OUT WITHOUT A FIGHT! HE SWINGS AT LIMMY- BUT LIMMY DUCKS UNDER IT BEFORE RUNNING THE ROPES, AND HITTING DARYL WITH DIABLE JAMBE TO TAKE HIM OUT!!!!
Rich Russillo: LIMMY SEES PANDORA GETTING BACK UP AND NOW HE RUNS IN BEFORE LOOKING TO HIT HER WITH THE KNEE AS WELL- BUT PANDORA GETS OUT OF THE WAY! IT LOOKS LIKE DARYL BOUGHT PANDORA SOME TIME TO RECOVER, AND THIS ALLOWS PANDORA TO GO FOR THE CAT’S PAW- BUT LIMMY CATCHES THE LEG! LIMMY IS HOLDING ONTO PANDORA’S LEG- BUT PANDORA IS ABLE TO COUNTER THIS BY CONNECTING WITH A STEP-UP ENZUIGIRI! LIMMY IS DAZED, AND NOW PANDORA SENDS LIMMY INTO AN EMPTY CORNER OF THE RING! PANDORA NOW RUNNING IN- BUT LIMMY DIVES OUT OF THE WAY BEFORE RUNNING THE ROPES! LOOK OUT PANDORA! DIABLE JA-
Rich Russillo: CAT’S PAW!!!!! PANDORA JUST CAUGHT LIMMY WITH THE SUPERKICK RIGHT AS HE WAS GOING FOR THE BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE, AND LIMMY IS OUT!!! PANDORA FALLS ON TOP OF LIMMY FOR THE COVER, AND THE BRITISH INVASION MAY HAVE JUST PICKED UP THE VICTORY!!!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE-
Persephone: WHAT?!! LIMMY KICKED OUT!? WHY!?!? WHO TOLD LIMMY THAT IT WAS OKAY TO KICK OUT!? I don’t want to be here, why are they doing this to me!?
Rich Russillo: I don’t think Pandora can believe Limmy kicked out, either! Not after that devastating kick!
James Peters: Pandora slowly begins pushing herself back to her feet, and now Pandora tags Daryl Kinkade back into the match! These three have been making very frequent tags, and that’s very smart. Pandora slowly drags Limmy back up, AND DARYL JUST SUPERKICKS LIMMY IN THE JAW BEFORE TAGGING HALSEY NEEL IN! Now it’s Daryl that holds onto Limmy as Halsey enters the ring, AND HALSEY RUNS IN BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A BICYCLE KICK ON THE ACE! Limmy drops down to the mat, and as soon as Daryl exits the ring, Halsey tags him back in!
Rich Russillo: Limmy is using the ropes to try pulling himself up, AND DARYL RUNS IN BEFORE DELIVERING A DROPKICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! THIS SENDS LIMMY THROUGH THE ROPES AND OUT OF THE RING, AND THE BRITISH INVASION SEEMS TO BE ON FIRE RIGHT NOW! LIMMY PUSHES HIMSELF UP AT RINGSIDE, AND NOW DARYL USES THIS AS AN OPPORTUNITY TO DELIVER A SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY TO THE OUTSIDE- WAIT NO! LIMMY DUCKS UNDER BEFORE JUMPING ONTO THE APRON, AND NOW LIMMY FLIES AT DARYL WITH A DIVING KNEE!!! HOW DOES LIMMY STILL HAVE ANYTHING LEFT IN HIM!?
Persephone: Who cares..? Just free me from this match already.
James Peters: LIMMY SENDS DARYL INTO THE RING BEFORE FOLLOWING BEHIND, AND NOW LIMMY PULLS HIMSELF TO HIS TEAM’S CORNER BEFORE TAGGING METHUSELAH BACK INTO THIS!! DARYL TRIED TO GRAB LIMMY BY THE LEG TO STOP HIM, BUT HE WAS BARELY TOO LATE! DARYL STUMBLES TO HIS FEET- AND NOW METHUSELAH CONNECTS WITH A BIG BOOT! METHUSELAH FOLLOWS THIS UP WITH AN ELBOW DROP, AND DARYL IS HURTING! METHUSELAH CAN SEE THE END OF THIS MATCH IN HIS SIGHTS, AND HE BACKS INTO THE FURTHEST CORNER AS DARYL SLOWLY BEGINS STUMBLING BACK UP!
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH RUNS IN FOR THE SPEAR- BUT DARYL DIVES OUT OF THE WAY, CAUSING METHUSELAH TO RUN SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RING POST! DARYL BACKPEDALS INTO HIS CORNER AS HALSEY TAGS HERSELF IN, AND METHUSELAH DIDN’T SEE IT! Daryl now pulling Methuselah out of the corner- BUT METHUSELAH CATCHES DARYL WITH A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION! METHUSELAH PULLS DARYL IN TO SET UP FOR THE HELLFIRE IMPALER DDT- BUT WAIT! HALSEY JUST RAN IN, HITTING PANDORA’S OWN WTH!!!!! HALSEY USING HER PARTNER’S MOVE TO DROP METHUSELAH, WHILE DARYL TAKES THE OPPORTUNITY TO HEAD OUT TO THE APRON!
Persephone: That’s cool and all, but why hasn’t a cover been made?
James Peters: Because this is Methuselah they’re dealing with. The British Invasion deserves credit for how they’re playing this, as they clearly know who they’re up against. Methuselah is possibly the toughest Elitist to keep down in this entire company, so it’s going to take everything they have in order to actually get the three count on him. Halsey knows that, so instead of going for a pin now, it looks like she’s pulling him towards the British Invasion’s corner so they can ALL put their combined effort into taking him down.
Rich Russillo: Halsey Neel tags Pandora Paisley back into the match before pulling Methuselah up, it looks like these two are setting up for Capital Punishment! PANDORA BEGINS RUNNING THE ROPES- BUT WAIT A SECOND! METHUSELAH CONNECTS WITH A BACK ELBOW, SENDING HALSEY BACKWARDS!!! PANDORA NOTICES THIS AND TRIES TO SWING AT METHUSELAH, BUT METHUSELAH DUCKS UNDER IT BEFORE DELIVERING A SPRING DEMOLITION!!!! PANDORA IS DOWN, AND METHUSELAH MAY HAVE JUST PICKED UP THE VICTORY FOR HIS TEAM! METHUSELAH HOOKS THE LEGS, AND I THINK THIS MIGHT BE IT FOR THE BRITISH INVASION!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE-
Persephone: ARE YOU SERIOUS???? THE MATCH STILL ISN’T DONE??? This doesn’t make any sense anymore. There’s no reason I should still be sitting here and watching this.
James Peters: Methuselah wisely drags Pandora away from the British Invasion, and IT LOOKS LIKE HE’S SETTING UP FOR THE MK DRIVER- BUT PANDORA IS ABLE TO FREE HERSELF FROM METHUSELAH’S GRASP! SHE’S STILL HURTING FROM DEMOLITION THOUGH, AND THANKS TO THAT SHE DROPS TO HER KNEES! Methuselah clearly is just looking to get this match over with, so instead of going back and forth I think he’s just going to rely on one of his other finishing moves! Methuselah begins running the ropes, AND ONCE AGAIN HE TRIES FOR THE SPEAR-
Rich Russillo: BUT HE DOESN’T GET IT! PANDORA GOT OUT OF THE WAY AS METHUSELAH JUST DOVE OUT TO THE APRON! PANDORA BEGINS CRAWLING OVER TO HER OWN CORNER, BUT METHUSELAH QUICKLY ENTERS THE RING AND STOMPS ONTO HER BACK! Methuselah now dragging her over to the corner of his Bloodsport opponents before tagging Jake Smith back into the match, and this isn’t good! Jake hasn’t been in for some time, so he’s definitely fresh right now! Methuselah holds Pandora up, and Jake has a grin on his face as he just casually walks to the other side of the ring, creating distance between himself and Pandora! Jake now running in, AND HE GOES FOR A BICYCLE KICK-
James Peters: BUT PANDORA DUCKS UNDER IT, CAUSING JAKE TO HIT METHUSELAH!!! METHUSELAH FALLS THROUGH THE ROPES, AND JAKE LOOKS SHOCKED! HOWEVER, HE ISN’T GIVEN ANY TIME TO REACT AS PANDORA PULLS JAKE INTO A ROLL UP!!
ONE!
TWO!!
James Peters: JAKE KICKS OUT AND BOTH ELITISTS RETURN TO THEIR FEET! JAKE SWINGS AT PANDORA, BUT PANDORA DUCKS UNDER IT BEFORE DIVING INTO HER CORNER AND TAGGING DARYL KINKADE BACK IN!
Rich Russillo: DARYL IS BACK IN THE RING, AND JAKE GOES TO STRIKE BUT DARYL DUCKS UNDER BEFORE DELIVERING A PELE KICK! DARYL KIPS UP TO HIS FEET BEFORE GRABBING JAKE AND SENDING HIM INTO THE CORNER OF THE RING, AND NOW DARYL RUNS IN BEFORE HITTING A RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! JAKE IS IN TROUBLE HERE AS DARYL SENDS HIM OUT OF THE CORNER, AND NOW IT LOOKS LIKE DARYL’S ABOUT TO TRY AND PUT THIS ONE AWAY! DARYL NOW RUNNING IN FOR THE MONKĒ FLIP ON THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION-
Persephone: BUT BECAUSE DARYL CAN’T DO ANYTHING RIGHT, JAKE JUST INTERCEPTED HIM WITH A DROPKICK! COME ON, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?
James Peters: JAKE QUICKLY RUSHES ONTO THE MIDDLE ROPE FOLLOWING THAT DROPKICK, AND HE WAITS FOR DARYL TO GET BACK UP! JAKE CLEARLY HAS SOMETHING BIG ON HIS MIND HERE, AND I BELIEVE WE ALREADY SAW WHAT THAT WAS BACK IN HIS MATCH AGAINST SOLOMON STANE!! JAKE JUMPS OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE, AND HE CONNECTS WITH HELL ABOVE!!!! HELL ABOVE LANDS ON DARYL KINKADE, AND THAT MAY HAVE JUST DECIDED THE OUTCOME OF THIS MATCH!!! HUGE MOVE BY THE CHAMPION!
Rich Russillo: Jake seems to be saying something to Limmy Monaghan, possibly telling him to pay close attention to what he’s about to do! We don’t have to like Jake’s confidence, but at the end of the day he’s the EAW World Champion for a reason! Limmy tells Jake to just hurry and put Daryl away, AND I THINK JAKE IS JUST ABOUT READY TO DO THAT! DARYL IS SLOWLY BEGINNING TO PUSH HIMSELF UP, AND NOW JAKE RUNS THE ROPES, LOOKING FOR KAIOKEN!!!
Persephone: No… No way. There’s no way that just happened. IT DIDN’T CONNECT???
James Peters: NO, IT DIDN’T! DARYL WAS ABLE TO DUCK UNDER IT!!!! JAKE GAVE DARYL JUST A BIT TOO MUCH TIME TO RECOVER, AND THANKS TO THAT DARYL AVOIDED THE MATCH ENDING MOVE! JAKE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW WHERE HE IS- AND DARYL TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THE CONFUSION AS HE GRABS JAKE BEFORE PLANTING HIM WITH HAIL TO THE VICTOR!!!! HAIL TO THE VICTOR CONNECTS ON THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION, BUT MUCH LIKE JAKE, DARYL CHOSE NOT TO GO FOR THE COVER!! INSTEAD, IT LOOKS LIKE DARYL HAS SOMETHING ELSE IN MIND, LOOKING TO MAKE SURE THE CHAMPION STAYS DOWN FOR GOOD!!!
Rich Russillo: DARYL PUSHES HIMSELF BACK TO HIS FEET, BEFORE LIFTING JAKE BACK UP AND PULLING HIM INTO POSITION! DARYL LIFTS HIM UP, AND THERE IT IS! A BEAUTIFUL LIE CONNECTS ON JAKE SMITH, AND- HEY!!! WAIT A SECOND, WHAT THE HELL????
Persephone: ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW!?!?
James Peters: METHUSELAH JUST STEPPED THROUGH THE ROPES, AND THIS JUST CAUGHT THE REFEREE’S ATTENTION JUST AS DARYL WAS GOING FOR THE COVER! METHUSELAH IS ARGUING WITH THE REFEREE RIGHT NOW, BUT DARYL IS IN THE MIDDLE OF A PIN!!!!
Crowd: ONE!… TWO!… THREE!… FOUR!…
Rich Russillo: DARYL TURNS OVER TO THE REFEREE, AND HE CAN’T BELIEVE WHAT HE’S SEEING!!! DARYL KINKADE HAD THIS MATCH WON JUST NOW!!!!!
Persephone: This is unreal. There’s just no way I’m actually watching this right now. If I didn’t have to watch Showdown steal Luis from me, this might’ve been the worst night of my life.
James Peters: Daryl slowly gets off of Jake, and now he storms over to the referee, obviously not happy about what just happened! Methuselah just saved the match for his team, and that was the WORST possible moment for this to happen to Daryl! Daryl is rightfully furious, and- HEY WAIT A SECOND! IT LOOKS LIKE HE ISN’T THE ONLY ONE THAT’S MAD!
Rich Russillo: HALSEY NEEL AND PANDORA PAISLEY JUST PULLED LIMMY MONAGHAN AND METHUSELAH OFF OF THE APRON!! BOTH OF JAKE’S TEAMMATES HAVE BEEN PULLED OFF OF THE APRON, AND HALSEY SENDS METHUSELAH INTO THE STEEL STEPS WHILE PANDORA SENDS LIMMY INTO THE BARRICADE!!! THE BRITISH INVASION IS TAKING OUT BOTH CHALLENGERS IN BLOODSPORT’S EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH, AND THIS JUST LEAVES THE CHAMPION FOR DARYL TO TAKE CARE OF! IT LOOKS LIKE WE’RE ABOUT TO HAVE A WINNER HERE, AS THE BRITISH INVASION IS MAKING SURE LIMMY AND METHUSELAH ARE OUT OF THIS MATCH FOR GOOD!
Persephone: At this point I don’t even care. Do what you want as long as it leads to this match finally ending. I can’t take any more of this. PLEASE just end the match.
James Peters: Well it looks like that’s exactly what’s going to happen! The referee has his eyes on the match now, and Daryl Kinkade knows better than to waste the opportunity that the British Invasion have presented him with! Daryl storms over to Jake before pulling him up, and if I had to guess, he’s about to pick up where he left off! DARYL SETS JAKE UP ONCE MORE, LOOKING FOR A BEAUTIFUL LIE!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT WAIT A SECOND! JAKE IS ABLE TO FIGHT OUT OF DARYL’S GRASP! JAKE NOW WITH A FOREARM, AND THIS CATCHES DARYL OFF GUARD! JAKE WAS GIVEN TOO MUCH TIME TO RECOVER, AND THANKS TO THAT HE’S BACK IN THIS! JAKE NOW SWINGING AT DARYL ONCE MORE- BUT DARYL DUCKS UNDER IT! JAKE IS STILL HURT AND WAS TOO SLOW WITH THAT STRIKE, AND NOW DARYL LOOKS TO MAKE THE MOST OF IT! DARYL NOW WITH A HANDSPRING ROUNDHOUSE KICK-
James Peters: WOAH, WAIT A SECOND!!!! JAKE DUCKS UNDER THE ROUNDHOUSE KICK BEFORE STEPPING OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE, AND SPRINGBOARDING OFF THE TOP ROPE FOR THE STARMAKER!!!!! STARMAKER CONNECTS ON DARYL KINKADE, AND UNFORTUNATELY IT LOOKS LIKE ONE WRONG MOVE HAS COST HIM!!!! METHUSELAH BOUGHT JAKE TIME TO RECOVER, AND JAKE TOOK ADVANTAGE OF THAT! JAKE NOW HOOKING THE LEGS!!!!!
ONE!
Rich Russillo: BUT LOOK! HALSEY AND PANDORA HAVE REALIZED DARYL IS BEING PINNED!!!
TWO!!
James Peters: BOTH HALSEY AND PANDORA DIVE INTO THE RING TO BREAK UP THE PIN!!!
THREE!!!
James Peters: BUT THEY WERE JUST BARELY TOO LATE, THIS MATCH IS OVER!!! JAKE, METHUSELAH AND LIMMY WIN!!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(‘Stop Breathing’ hits, and neither Halsey nor Pandora can believe their eyes. Knowing Daryl Kinkade had the match won, they’re both furious. Pandora storms over to the referee as Halsey heads over to Daryl Kinkade. During this, Jake slowly rolls out of the ring, grabbing his EAW World Championship from the timekeepers area. After picking up another victory, he has a huge grin on his face.)
James Peters: Jake Smith gets the victory for his team, but you could easily argue that this was the British Invasion’s win. Had Methuselah not have argued with the referee, I believe this match may have been over sooner.
Rich Russillo: Even so, it’s a trios match. Stuff like that happens, and it just happened tonight. Even so, you can’t look down on the British Invasion’s performance. This was a great fight.
Persephone: No, it really wasn’t. Thank God it’s over.
(Jake takes his Championship and begins to leave, meanwhile all three members of the British Invasion are sat at ringside. All three of them are frustrated knowing how the match played out, knowing this should’ve been their victory and opportunities to prove how big of threats they are.)
James Peters: WHAT THE HELL????
Rich Russillo: METHUSELAH JUST SPEARED JAKE SMITH!!!!! JUST BEFORE JAKE COULD MAKE IT TO THE RAMP, HE WAS GREETED BY A HUGE SPEAR!!! WE SHOULD’VE KNOWN! THE MATCH IS OVER, WHICH MEANS ALL BETS ARE OFF!!!
James Peters: JAKE SMITH IS DOWN AND OUT, AND METHUSELAH HAS JUST TAKEN OUT THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION!!! IT LOOKS LIKE METHUSELAH STANDS TALL TONIGHT, AS-
Rich Russillo: DIVINE DEPARTURE!!!!!!
James Peters: LIMMY MONAGHAN JUST DROPPED METHUSELAH WITH THE DIVINE DEPARTURE!!!! DIVINE DEPARTURE CONNECTS, AND IN A SURPRISING TURN OF EVENTS, IT LOOKS LIKE IT’S ACTUALLY LIMMY THAT WILL BE ENDING THE NIGHT STANDING TALL!!!! I CAN’T SAY I EXPECTED THIS!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: THIS SEQUENCE OF EVENTS COULD VERY WELL HAPPEN AT BLOODSPORT, AND IF IT DOES, WE’LL HAVE A NEW EAW WORLD CHAMPION BY THE NAME OF LIMMY MONAGHAN! IS THIS WHAT WE’LL SEE IN JUST A FEW WEEKS’ TIME!?!?!
(The fans cheer as Limmy Monaghan stands over both Methuselah and Jake Smith. Limmy stares at the EAW World Championship Jake dropped, picking it up for a moment as he stares at the Championship. After a while, Limmy drops it on top of Jake, before slowly beginning to walk up the ramp. As Limmy walks past the unconscious Jake Smith and Methuselah, Voltage fades to black.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
