EAW
(EAW Intro Plays.)
(A recap is shown of Bloodsport. It opens with Drake King retaining his EAW World Championship before being challenged by Cy Henderson to a match at Territorial Invasion, which would lead to a confrontation later on. After this POTARA offers to join Voltage’s Brand Warfare team, which Cameron Ella Ava accepts. After this, POTARA would retain their Championships against the Off-Brand Amphetamines. Following all this, Roberto De La Rosa would defeat Mei Sasaki, and afterwards Dr. Bethany Blue would overcome Cameron Ella Ava. After this Milli Banks would retain her Specialists Championship, and Ronan Malosi backstage would have another conversation with Eden Sinclair. Bea Valentine would win the Ultimate Opportunity in the next match, and following this TLA would retain his Hardcore Championship against Champagne Charlie. Afterwards there’d be confusion surrounding the opportunity with Valerie Hellstorm, Mr. Wrestling XIX and the winner Bea Valentine, and while Bea is given a future Specialists Championship match, Mr. Wrestling is given a match against TLA for the Hardcore Championship at Territorial Invasion. Jamie O’Hara would defeat Jack Ripley afterwards to become Voltage’s Wargames Captain, and in the main event Minerva would defeat Rex McAllister, with Persephone throwing the towel in for Rex.)
(As the recap ends, ’33rd Blakk Glass’ by ZilaKami & SosMula hits while the camera transitions over to the Telenor Arena in Oslo, Norway. Thousands of fans are seen cheering in attendance, and the opening pyro shoots out as the cheers grow even louder. Eventually, the camera transitions over to the commentary table, where James Peters, Rich Russillo and Persephone are seen.)
James Peters: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to Sunday night Voltage! As always I’m James Peters, and with me is Rich Russillo and Persephone Tsitsipas! We’re heading into Territorial Invasion, and we have one exciting show planned tonight!
Rich Russillo: Let’s not forget what happened last week! We’re coming back from Bloodsport, and-
Persephone: Stop. Don’t remind me.
James Peters: Well… I see that event didn’t sit well with a certain someone, but with the rest of us it was amazing. The Voltage roster continues to deliver, and I’m sure tonight will be no different!
(Voltage fades to the stage, and ‘Stronger (salü remix)’ by The Score hits. This causes an explosion of cheers to come from the crowd as the fans are more than excited to see Rex McAllister, but as the Hall of Famer begins walking out to the stage, it’s clear that he’s not in as good of a mood as he’d usually be while seeing so many excited fans in attendance. There are still visible scars following his Razorwire Hell match against Minerva, but beyond that the outcome of the match is seemingly still on his mind. Rex is holding a microphone in his hand, walking down the ramp as the cheers continue.)
James Peters: Here comes Rex McAllister. He had one hell of a match at Bloodsport as he went up against Minerva, although the ending of the match was… It was filled with controversy to say the least.
Rich Russillo: Right… Rex doesn’t look too happy with what happened either, and I think we all know why. Want to tell us what happened, Persephone?
Persephone: :lupe: I don’t think I’d like to speak on Bloodsport.
James Peters: I’m sure you don’t. Either way, it looks like we’ll be hearing from Rex McAllister in just a few moments.
(Rex walks up the steel steps and enters the ring, and once he does enter the ring, he remains silent. He slowly walks around the ring for a little while as the cheers continue. Eventually he looks up at the fans in attendance, finally beginning to speak.)
Rex McAllister: Heading into my match against Minerva, I understood that none of it was going to be easy. I’ve let my thoughts on Minerva be made known, and it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that we don’t see eye to eye whatsoever. However, I always understood what kind of competitor she was. I knew that facing an Elitist like her in a match like Razorwire Hell would be anything but easy, and that I’d have to bring my very best if I wanted to defeat her. That’s how this industry works though. For years I’ve been put up against these incredible challenges. I’ve been through far worse than razorwire. I’ve faced Elitists as talented as Minerva. For years I’ve been giving this company my all so I had no problem giving Minerva every bit of the fight I promised to. With that being said, I lost. I did not defeat Minerva, and right now I shouldn’t be here for any reason but to congratulate her. She got what she wanted after all. She defeated me. She won, and I can’t complain about that. However, that match did not play out how it should have.
Rex McAllister: This shouldn’t even need to be said, but there is no reason anyone should feel the need to get involved in a match that has nothing to do with them. All of you saw what Minerva and I did to each other last week. You saw how far we pushed each other, and truth be told, there’s a very good chance that match could have ended the exact same regardless of the circumstances surrounding it. There’s a good chance this victory could have occurred without controversy, just like there was a chance I could’ve found my way out of that situation and continued to fight just like I had for the entire match up to that point. We’ll never know now. We’ll never know because…
(Rex McAllister turns towards the commentary table before continuing.)
Rex McAllister: YOU chose to throw in the towel for me.
(Rex is staring right at Persephone, and Persephone is shocked seeing the look on Rex’s face. Rex is furious, and Persephone tries to respond but she’s almost too stunned to speak.)
Persephone: I.. I just-
Rex McAllister: No, you had NO right. NONE. NONE WHATSOEVER. That match was between ME AND MINERVA! If I won, it should’ve been because of me. If I lost, it should’ve been because of ME! You were selfish and didn’t even bother thinking about what EITHER of us would’ve wanted. You spend every night showering me with praise, but you couldn’t even respect me enough to stay out of our match and let me handle things on my own? Minerva didn’t deserve to have her victory tainted. We didn’t deserve to have our match tainted. I NEVER asked you to get involved! I NEVER asked you to stop the match!
Persephone: …
(Persephone doesn’t respond, instead remaining completely silent as Rex continues.)
Rex McAllister: Since Bloodsport I had so many questions. I was wondering what happened out there. I was wondering why the referee listened to you. I was wondering why things went the way they did, and in the end it wasn’t because of either of us actually competing in the match, it was because YOU made that decision! YOU CAUSED THAT MATCH TO END! You ruined that match because you thought you HAD to save me, but I never asked for that! I knew what I was getting into! I knew who I was facing! Whatever happened in that match was my responsibility, NOT YOURS.
(Rex finally stops speaking, and Persephone just breaks down into tears. She removes her headset and gets out of her seat, running from the table and rushing to the back. Rex turns and watches as she rushes up the ramp in tears, and both James Peters and Rich Russillo look shocked over what just occurred.)
James Peters: Well… I can’t say I expected any of that to happen. Rex was frustrated and rightfully so, but Persephone seemingly hasn’t taken Rex’s words for her very well.
Rich Russillo: It’s very unfortunate that things played out the way they did, but hopefully-
(Suddenly, ‘Kashmir (Paratus Intro)’ by Led Zeppelin hits, shocking everyone as an explosion of cheers comes from the crowd.)
Rich Russillo: ????
James Peters: What!? That’s Jamie O’Hara’s music, but why is he coming out here now!?
(Jamie O’Hara begins walking out to the stage, and he is seen holding a microphone in his hand. Rex McAllister looks a bit confused seeing Jamie walk down the ramp, but he doesn’t say anything as he watches Jamie make his way down to ringside. Jamie has a calm look, showing a bit of a smirk on his face as he walks up the steel steps and joins Rex in the ring. Once in the ring, the two Hall of Famers stare at each other for a moment as the cheers continue, until finally Jamie begins to speak.)
Jamie O’Hara: Considering the stakes of my own match at Bloodsport, I’m sure you know why I’m out here.
(Rex remains silent, but the fans continue to cheer.)
Jamie O’Hara: I believe I’ve found my first teammate.
(This causes the fans to get even louder, excited by the idea of Rex joining team Voltage at Territorial Invasion.)
Jamie O’Hara: Now that I’m the Captain of Voltage’s Wargames team I need two partners, and I’m not going to waste my time with Elitists I know will only get in the way. You’ve competed in Wargames before. You understand how the match works, so you understand that if there’s anyone I should be looking for, it’s whoever will give both Dynasty’s and Showdown’s teams a fight they can’t keep up with. I will need the best of the best, the rare few that can excel in an environment like this. The competition pales in comparison to the Ace, but since I’m in this position I won’t be allowing my team to consist of Elitists I know will fall behind and hold me back. I won’t lose at Territorial Invasion. Failure is not an option for someone like myself, and I’m sure you’d agree that you’d much rather spend the next few weeks preparing to win the Wargames match at Territorial Invasion than arguing with the commentary team over events you can’t change, regardless of how you or anyone else may feel about them.
(Rex gives it some thought, before slowly nodding in agreement with Jamie.)
Rex McAllister: You’re not wrong. Entering the Wargames match once again would definitely be an improvement.
Jamie O’Hara: We’re on the same page, then. No words are needed regarding your abilities inside of the ring. The entire world knows what you’re capable of, so this should be a very easy choice for you. You could either keep doing what you’re doing, or you could join the team that’ll leave Territorial Invasion with a victory in the main event. It’s up to you, but if I were you I’d make the decision that’d actually bring you closer to reaching your goals. You and I both know that the Wargames match is a means to an end. It’s an opportunity that I might as well take advantage of now that I’ve taken it from Jack Ripley and given Voltage a team captain that guarantees victory, and if I were you I wouldn’t pass up on the chance to leave this mess behind and defeat the other two teams at Territorial Invasion.
Rex McAllister: I-
(Before Rex could even give an answer, ‘Blood, Milk & Sky’ by White Zombie hits. This causes another explosion of cheers from the crowd, and both Rex and Jamie turn towards the stage. Rex is surprised, and Jamie just doesn’t look impressed as Minerva walks out to the stage. Minerva is holding a microphone in her hand, and she just stares at the two men in the ring, confused by what she just heard. Jamie and Rex remain silent, and this allows Minerva to speak.)
Minerva: What is this?
(Neither Rex nor Jamie answers, and Minerva slowly walks down the ramp as she continues.)
Minerva: I’ve been thinking about it for some time now Jamie, but you know and I know that the last time we entered the ring with each other, I defeated you. There were no tricks, there were no games, I lived up to my every word and I killed Yhwach O’Hara. I chose to strike first months ago, and in the end my actions paid off at a time where you were able to take down name after name one by one. Why is it that despite my victory at Pain for Pride, you were given the chance to become the Captain of Voltage’s Brand Warfare team? Neither you nor Jack Ripley won back at Pain for Pride yet the match between the two of you had Voltage’s fate in Territorial Invasion’s Wargames match on the line. I understand you defeated Jack and earned your spot, but why were you given that opportunity in the first place? Why were you given the chance to fight for this position rather than one of the only two Elitists to have defeated you since you returned nearly an entire year ago?
(Minerva walks up the steel steps, standing on the apron before turning her attention towards Rex.)
Minerva: This is supposed to be team Voltage? Rex, are you really okay with that? I’m aware of the circumstances surrounding my victory against you at Bloodsport, but for team Voltage to consist of two Elitists I’ve now defeated just sounds ridiculous. Are you sure you’ve thought this through, Jamie? Going out of your way to choose the Elitist who is only out here because of their loss last week just doesn’t make sense to me, especially since we both know that the last time I represented Voltage, this brand took home an Anarchy in the Arena victory.
(Minerva enters the ring, staring directly at Jamie as she continues.)
Minerva: I was the EAW World Champion yet I still walked into Territorial Invasion representing this brand, and I had to do it while working with someone I despise. If I was able to do that successfully there’s no reason I wouldn’t be able to win a Wargames match like this. You know as well as I do that I’m the most dangerous Elitist in this company, and that in an environment like Wargames I’ll have absolutely nothing to worry about.
Jamie O’Hara: Are you done?
(Minerva is a bit taken aback by Jamie’s comment.)
Minerva: What?
Jamie O’Hara: I walked out here and asked Rex to join my Wargames team. I’ve had every week since it was revealed I was fighting to become captain to think about who I’d add to my team, and I picked Rex. Do you believe that’s a mistake?
Minerva: Of course it’s a mistake. I’m sure Rex could hold his own in Wargames, but you said it yourself. You’re looking for the best of the best. You need people who you know for a fact won’t fail when the time comes for us to enter that cage, yet you ultimately chose an Elitist that wasn’t able to defeat me after you already failed to defeat the same person yourself. You know as well as I do that if there’s anyone that should be representing Voltage in a few weeks it’s me. The best of the best is the Elitist that’s capable of taking out every single person that stands at the top and I’ve spent the last two marquee events doing exactly that. You know how much of a threat I am, Jamie. Why you were given the chance to become team captain is something I just don’t understand.
Jamie O’Hara: You don’t have to understand it. I’m the team captain regardless of what you think or how you feel, just like I chose Rex McAllister regardless of what you’ve done. I do want the best of the best. I do want Elitists that I’m sure won’t get in the way, and I picked Rex. That couldn’t have been any more clear. There shouldn’t be any confusion, so there’s no reason for any of us to even entertain this conversation right now because it’s completely pointless. I already made my choice, and if I was interested in hearing your thoughts on my decision I would’ve asked you to walk out here. I would’ve asked you to waste my time complaining about a decision that has absolutely nothing to do with you. That didn’t happen, so you have no reason to be out here.
Minerva: Really? I’m not sure if this is your idea of a joke Jamie, but-
Jamie O’Hara: No. As much as I’m sure you wish this was a joke, I simply didn’t ask you to join the team. There wasn’t any reason for you to walk out here and interrupt this conversation. It has nothing to do with you. It doesn’t involve you whatsoever. You felt the need to show your face because you thought you were too important to be left out of a match like this, but this isn’t your show. This isn’t even your team. Right now you’re wasting my time and since you were clearly paying attention to what we were saying, I made it clear that this is exactly what I didn’t want in a partner. I’m in no way interested in hearing you complain about my position and try to convince me that you’d make a better member of the team than both myself and Rex. There’s only one voice I need to hear right now, and it’s not yours.
(Jamie turns to Rex, as Minerva just watches in disbelief.)
Jamie O’Hara: Rex, will you join my Wargames team?
(Jamie extends his hand to Rex, and after just a few seconds of thinking, Rex shakes his hand.)
Rex McAllister: I’m in.
(The crowd explodes, and Minerva is still just in disbelief as ‘Kashmir (Paratus Intro)’ once again hits. Jamie looks satisfied with Rex’s answer, so he begins to make his way out of the ring, completely ignoring Minerva as he walks past her. After a moment Rex follows, and this whole thing frustrates Minerva.)
James Peters: Well I understand why Minerva wouldn’t be happy right now. I didn’t expect Jamie to just brush off Minerva like that, especially knowing what she could bring to the team. She’s not wrong about everything she’s accomplished, but at the same time, Rex McAllister is a fantastic addition as well.
Rich Russillo: That’s true, which makes me very interested in what Jamie is thinking when it comes to his team. He only needs one more teammate, and with this roster there’s no telling who it may be.
James Peters: That’s right, but we still have time. Until then, we now know who the second member of team Voltage is!
(Minerva watches as Rex and Jamie walk up the ramp, just shaking her head in disbelief. As the two members of Voltage’s Wargames team walk to the back, Voltage fades from ringside.)
(The camera fades from the ringside area and into a long shot of the Talenor Arena – the Oslo, Norway crowd on their seats awaiting more action in a night of wrestling. The camera focuses on the yellow graphics at the head of the entrance way, as the camera slides across the LED ribbon billboards, held up by a crane. The camera continues to pan before we fade transition to an angle right on the ramp, looking up at the entrance titantron, as eventually, the yellow graphics begin to fade out – footage of the backstage area plays over it. We see a large black curtain, sporting the EAW logo alongside the Voltage logo plastered across it in a pattern, repeating up and down, practically coating the curtains. In front of it we see a mounted television screen, a logo loop of the Voltage graphics on the screen, and in front of *that* we see none other than Sofia Clarke. Holding an EAW-branded microphone, she looks directly at the camera, as she begins to speak up.)
Sofia Clarke: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are just one week removed from EAW’s Bloodsport event, and what an event it was. Numerous stipulations that were designed to shock fans, numerous big wins, and numerous big losses. The truly perfect way to start the season. However, that may not be the case for everyone. In some situations, in MOST situations, many Elitists are given a shot to redeem themselves, or to start their season off perfectly. Unfortunately for this one Elitist, that was not the case. Please welcome, Korey Gaines.
(A mixed reaction would ensue from the fans around the arena, as the camera pulls back and Korey Gaines steps into frame, a slightly defeated look on his face due to the recent match he had at Bloodsport. Though, while looking defeated, he wouldn’t look as if he was ready to give up, as his defeated look was more of disappointment than anything else. He wasn’t sitting there feeling sorry for himself, he just hadn’t won the match he wanted, he hadn’t given himself a reason to walk out here with a smile on his face.)
Korey Gaines: Thank you for having me.
Sofia Clarke: Of course! Now, as I mentioned, some of these Elitists like yourselves have come up short. At Bloodsport, you didn’t succeed in your matchup, and you didn’t get to start the season the way you’d have hoped. Do you have any comments about this, and any comments about your future?
(Sofia pans the microphone over to Korey, who sighs a little.)
Korey Gaines: Well, of course, I’m not too happy about what happened at Bloodsport. I wanted to win that Ultimate Opportunity Exploding Barbed Wire Ladder Match, but it just wasn’t my night, and I didn’t get what I had hoped for. Instead it was Bea Valentine. Not me. That is, at the end of the day, all there is to it. Nothing more, nothing less. So, yeah, of course I feel a little defeated right now. Of course I feel a little upset; wouldn’t you? After working so hard for so long, for it to not pay off? It’s exhausting. It’s an exhausting spiral that doesn’t seem to end. Over, and over, and over again; entering that stupid cycle, and taking so long to actually come out of it. It’s exhausting. But any lesser man would quit. So many have. We’ve seen so many people get absolutely wasted in these matches and never show up again, and I can assure you, that is not me. That is far from who I am. I’m not going to let myself become one of those people, because it is counter intuitive. It goes against everything I work for. I couldn’t do that even if I lost all self respect.
Korey Gaines: I’m not the type to give up. I’m not the type to just tuck my tail between my legs and leave. I’m going to keep pushing no matter what happens, I’m going to keep pushing no matter what occured at Bloodsport. I want another chance to be at that spot, and I have absolutely zero issues earning it. I’m going to keep fighting. I’m going to keep working. I’m going to put my best foot forward, and I-
(However… Korey is cut off. His eyes look past Sofia, as he notices somebody approaching. They get closer and closer, a slight giddy energy to them, as Juggalo Sally approaches, entering the frame, and standing across from Korey.)
Juggalo Sally: Heehee… hey, Koreeeey! Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt! I hope you can accept that apology. If not, that’s fine by me!
(Korey’s eyebrows raise.)
Korey Gaines: Can I help you???
Juggalo Sally: Hmmmm no! You can’t.
(Sally smiles.)
Korey Gaines: …and people say I’m weird.
Juggalo Sally: Weird? They say you’re weird? Hm. Seems like a compliment. Who wants to be boring? I definitely don’t think you are. Not in the slightest! TO be honest, you are soooo entertaining. I have to give you your praise! I don’t think Korey Gaines is ever NOT entertaining, as the world has agreed upon the minute you returned. Everybody loved it from what I heard! But, me? I’m just… somebody who loves to watch you compete! Week in, week out… brings me so much joyyyyyyy. 😁 😁 😁
(Korey Gaines looks… even more confused.)
Korey Gaines: Uh huh…. Right. Listen, I don’t really wanna sit here and talk about something kinda meaningless to me. It’s cool that you’re a fan and whatnot, or at the very least, you’re entertained by me, but I’m not here for a fan meet up, I’m here to get my point across and here to get my point known. You’re not exactly helping with that. So, if you don’t mind, I may as well just leave, seeing as there’s nothing that can catch my attention here, not right now anyway.
(Korey looks to turn around, where Juggalo Sally clears her breath. She stares at him some more.)
Korey Gaines:…Seriously, what is it that you want?
Juggalo Sally: Hmmm…. I don’t know, Korey! What is it you want? What is it that you’re looking for here? Riches? Championships? Oh God, think about how shiiiiny they must be….
(She smiles at him wider than ever.)
Juggalo Sally: THAT is what you’re after, right? A title around your waist??? I’m sure the very entertaining, the very fun, the very exciting Korey Gaines can get there sometime! I love to watch him after all! That means something!
(Korey is very visibly weirded out by this interaction. He has no idea what to think, and there are a lot of thoughts running through his head. He gets more and more heated up. His face goes a little red. And then…)
Korey Gaines: LOOK; ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE A POINT OR NOT? I don’t have time to listen to your meaningless ramble, nor do I have time for any of your stupid games. You better spit it out, or as I said earlier, I’m going to leave. I’m just going to turn around, and leave you in my rear view. I don’t care for this stupid shit.
(Those words would eventually pierce through Juggalo Sally. Her eyebrow raises, as her smile begins to fade. With a tilt of her head, she starts to question why it is he’s acting the way that he is, and she starts to question what to do next. The visible confusion on her face makes Korey step back just an inch.)
Juggalo Sally: Hm? “Stupid shit” huh…?
(Korey shapes his head and takes a deep breath, before…)
Korey Gaines: Yep. Stupid shit. That’s what all of this is. This is stupid, this is childish, and I’d like to be able to stand here and deliver my message. You’re not helping. You’re just making this annoying. It’s either fuck off, or I’m going.
(Jugallo Sally looks very clearly upset at this remark… but not in a sad, crying way. In a pissed off, not somebody to mess with kind of way. Her head stops tilting, before slowly… the lights begin to flicker off. Korey looks around, confused.)
Korey Gaines: What the hell is that? Who bought cheap light-
(And then, the lights turn on, and off, and on, and off over and over.)
Korey Gaines: What the f—
(Korey looks back at Juggalo, and notices even the television screen is flickering. Something spooky is afoot. He isn’t here to witness it.)
Korey Gaines: Nuh uh. Nope. I’m done with this shit.
(Korey immediately turns around and hitails it. He scurries off screen, where the flickering begins to stop. We slowly pan back to Juggalo Sally.)
Juggalo Sally: Seeeeeee you around!
(A smile comes across Sally’s face one more… only this time, not welcoming, not warm, not inviting. It seems sadistic. The eyes don’t reflect what the mouth does, and the mouth itself is uneven. She watches on, as her smile does NOT reflect any positive thoughts. Moments later, the scene fades into a commercial break.)
(Promotional ad for EAW 2k24, featuring Jake Smith who shows the create-a-moveset feature as he gives Scott Diamond a high flying moveset.)
( Voltage transitions from the prior segment with the crowd abuzz in anticipation for the upcoming match, and Bella Braxton already positioned in the ring, poised to announce what might unfold next. Persephone is also seen in her seat once again, seemingly having calmed down since earlier.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
( ‘CRAZY NOISY BIZARRE TOWN’ by THE DU and EDM blares through the PA system, met with a chorus of heavy boos from the audience, as Juggalo Sally struts out, exuding an air of defiance. Sally gazes down at the camera, emitting a loud cackle before flashing a wicked grin and striding triumphantly toward the ring. )
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST!… FROM THE BIZARRE TOWN!… WEIGHING IN AT 137 POUNDS!…. SHE’S THE ‘SPECIAL GIRL’ !!!!!!!!!!…. JUGGALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!… SALLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!
( Sally enters the ring and suddenly startles the camera man with a jumpscare right in front of the lens. She smirks sinisterly, her demeanor exuding an eerie vibe that amplifies her unsettling presence. Slowly, she backs into a corner as ‘Spiders’ by System of a Down hits the speakers, signaling the arrival of Mr. Wrestling XIX from behind the curtain to the stage. Mr. Wrestling XIX steps out, his demeanor notably serious following his loss at Bloodsport. He glances up and catches sight of Sally, appearing unruffled by her antics. With determined strides, he makes his way toward the ring, never taking his eyes off her. )
Bella Braxton: AND HER OPPONENT!… FROM NASHVILLE, TENNESSEE!… WEIGHING IN AT 233 POUNDS!… MR. WRESTLINGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!… X!… I!!!!…. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
( Mr. Wrestling XIX steps into the ring, the smile lingering on Juggalo Sally’s face. On the other hand, Mr. Wrestling remains unchanged, his expression showing no sign of emotion, maintaining his serious demeanor. Mr. Wrestling XIX slowly backs into the opposite corner, preparing himself for the match ahead, his focus clear and unwavering. )
( DING DING DING! )
James Peters: Here’s Mr. Wrestling XIX looking to pick up some good momentum tonight after the fallout of the Bloodsport event! You guys remember that Mr. Wrestling XIX was very close to winning that ultimate opportunity, which he didn’t due to what Valerie accidentally did at Bloodsport, leading to his near miss in capturing the Ultimate Opportunity. He’s up against Juggalo Sally here tonight, and is going to be pretty interesting around here. Mr. Wrestling XIX is always known for being pretty serious, unlike what we normally see, and Sally is known for her joyful attitude and all that jazz. How would Mr. Wrestling XIX be handling the situation?
Rich Russillo: First of all, these two are clowns. One is a dime-a-dozen loser, and the other is past their prime who should be hanging up their boots, maybe go taking care of their grandkids or something. But no, we’re stuck here witnessing a senior citizen engaging in something that’s beyond their years. Two jesters duking it out, so I suppose… a draw.
James Peters: Juggalo Sally is up against Mr. Wrestling XIX, and Mr. Wrestling seems pretty unfazed by how Sally is going to approach him in this competition. He smiles and remains composed, despite how Mr. Wrestling XIX has been reacting so far in this confrontation. Mr. Wrestling then tries to approach her, but she keeps up poking fun and tries to let his distractions do the job to her advantage there, possibly.
Juggalo Sally: (Off-Mic) Sir, would you like some balloons?!
Mr. Wrestling XIX: :comeagain:
Persephone: :comeagain:
Mr. Wrestling XIX: (Off-Mic) Wha-
( SLAP! )
Persephone: Oh.
Juggalo Sally: (Off-Mic) OH NO! I’M SEOWRY! IT’S JUST POPPED! I’LL MAKE A NEW ONE! 🙁🙁🙁
James Peters: I’M SURE THERE WON’T BE ANY MORE APOLOGIZING OR PLAYFUL INTRODUCTIONS AFTER THAT SLAP, AND NOW MR. WRESTLING XIX IS CHASING HER DOWN RIGHT AFTER THE SLAP! SALLY ROLLS TO THE SIDE AND IMMEDIATELY RUNS AWAY, WITH MR. WRESTLING XIX CHASING HER TIGHTLY AROUND THE RING! SALLY TRIES TO RUN AROUND THE RING, AND SHE QUICKLY HEADS BACK INSIDE! MR. WRESTLING XIX FOLLOWS HER BACK INSIDE!…
Rich Russillo: PUNT KICK AT MR. WRESTLING XIX! OH NO, HE’S IMMEDIATELY DOWN!
Juggalo Sally: (Off-Mic) https://media.tenor.com/5YPANDHpgQQAAAAd/pyro-tf2-pyro.gif
Persephone: …Am I really watching wrestling right now?
James Peters: Mr. Wrestling then goes right into the corner, and Sally has the upper hand with that punt kick that just barely connects to his head like that! Sally now picks him off the ground, back up upon both feet, and slowly pushes Mr. Wrestling XIX right into the corner, sending him flying to the opposite side here. Sally backs up against the corner, glaring down at Mr. Wrestling XIX, charging aggressively, and she quickly connects with a flying clothesline! Sally drags him out from the corner, and she slowly turns him all around!…. Inverted DDT by Sally! Quick cover by Sally!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
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James Peters: MR. WRESTLING XIX LIFTS HIS SHOULDER OFF THE GROUND!
Rich Russillo: Sally definitely sees it coming, but that final attempt is just to gauge how hurt Mr. Wrestling has become, for her to make her job even easier here. Sally now slowly drags her off the ground, back up upon both feet, and slowly helps Mr. Wrestling get off the ground around as well. Sally now treads lightly as she attempts to hoist Mr. Wrestling XIX off the mat and position him for a Fallaway Slam, yet Mr. Wrestling swiftly throws a wrench in her plans with an elbow that finds its mark on the side of his neck, putting the brakes on her move!
James Peters: Sally tries to resist, but nothing works and leaves her failing to capitalize on the opening! Mr. Wrestling XIX slowly backs away from her, walking right back and picking a fight with her again. Sally responds with a quick forearm, sending Mr. Wrestling stumbling a few steps back, Mr. Wrestling XIX gives it another shot and Sally mirrors his action, once again propelling him backward! Mr. Wrestling XIX shifts tactics, now charging forward, aiming to bring her down once more, but Sally remains unfazed and intercepts him with a forearm strike!
Rich Russillo: Mr. Wrestling XIX’s attempt falls flat once again, and Sally capitalizes by stunning him further with a Spinning Heel Kick! Mr. Wrestling XIX manages to dodge this time and quickly connects with a knife-edge chop as she lands in a steadying position, missing the Spinning Heel Kick! A chop contest ensues! Mr. Wrestling XIX picks Sally up from the canvas swiftly and hoists her onto his shoulders!… A NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX PLANTS SALLY TO THE MAT! MR. WRESTLING XIX BEGINS TO MOUNT A COMEBACK WITH SOME FERVOR!
James Peters: The Northern Lights Suplex connects, and now Mr. Wrestling goes for her knee, extending it out and quickly placing it under his arm, torquing one of Sally’s legs even more. The intense strain causes the insane clown to cry out loudly, clearly not dealing well with how the situation has turned at this moment. Sally is definitely in trouble!
Persephone: If it’s taking this man so long to defeat the clown, I’m not so surprised he didn’t win the Ultimate Opportunity. :francis:
James Peters: It’s probably because, at the moment, Mr. Wrestling XIX is still finding opportunities to hurt Sally as much as possible before landing the final blow on her.
Rich Russillo: That’s why we are still seeing this competition extend from far away but it could be ending soon if Mr. Wrestling is looking to change his strategy here! Mr. Wrestling XIX shifts his approach. He releases his grip on her knee and now starts pressing her face against the mat, PULLING HER HEAD OFF THE GROUND WITH A HANDFUL OF HER FLUFFY HAIR AND GOING FOR A CROSFACE! THE CROSSFACE IS LOCKED IN, AND SALLY IS STILL TRAPPED IN TROUBLE! THERE’S A LOT OF TURMOIL UNFOLDING IN THIS PARADISE AT THE MOMENT FOR SALLY! WILL SHE MANAGE TO TURN THE TABLES AGAINST HIM AT ANY POINT, OR WILL MR. WRESTLING XIX BE ABLE TO SECURE VICTORY THIS WAY?
James Peters: IT’S STILL EVIDENT THAT SALLY WON’T BE GIVING UP SO EASILY! SHE’S STILL LEANING DOWN TOWARDS THE ROPES, AND SHE’S TRYING TO REACH FOR THE BOTTOM ROPE WHILE MR. WRESTLING XIX HAS THE HOLD LOCKED UP TIGHTLY THERE! MR. WRESTLING XIX HAS EVERYTHING UNDER CONTROL, BUT SALLY PERSISTS, MAKING IT CLEAR THAT SHE WON’T LET IT LAST FOR LONG! SALLY CONTINUES TO BATTLE HER WAY TO THE TOP ROPE, AND THIS COULD BODE WELL FOR HER IF SHE BARELY MANAGES TO REACH THE TOP ROPE AT LEAST! MEANWHILE, MR. WRESTLING XIX STILL FIGHTS TO KEEP THE CLOWN DOWN, STRUGGLING VALIANTLY! HOW IS IT GOING TO UNFOLD FOR HIM HERE?!
Rich Russillo: HER HAND IS JUST ABOUT TO REACH THE BOTTOM ROPE! SHE FIGHTS EAGERLY TO MAKE IT AND GIVES MR. WRESTLING XIX EVEN MORE EXTRA TIME TO FINISH IT OFF IN THIS COMPETITION! HOW IS THAT GOING TO WORK OUT THERE? IS SHE ACTUALLY GOING TO MAKE IT AND LEAVE WITH HER OPPORTUNITY SAVED? SALLY’S SHADOW IS JUST ABOUT TO TOUCH THE BOTTOM ROPE, AND MR. WRESTLING XIX STILL PUTS A LOT OF EFFORT INTO THAT SUBMISSION HOLD! HE’S STILL TRYING HIS BEST TO SECURE THE WIN IN THIS COMPETITION!
Persephone: You guys are really trying to gas it up.
Rich Russillo: Sally makes her way out! She just escapes the crossface, and Mr. Wrestling XIX seems to be a bit more frustrated with how he didn’t able to put down sally with the submission! Mr. Wrestling XIX doesn’t waste much time, after a while, he doesn’t put down Sally with a Crossface, and now starts choking on her while she’s already down on the ground! Mr. Wrestling goes off with her, and with fury, tries to pull him off! Hey, he could be disqualified there if he doesn’t listen to the referee!
Persephone: Good!
James Peters: Mr. Wrestling still strives to figure out how he could win this match quite quickly there, but a considerable amount of damage has been done to Sally by him so far, this could even make his job feel much easier.
Rich Russillo: Sally is already down on the ground, and Mr. Wrestling now begins grabbing her wrist and twisting it while she’s lying down on the canvas, aided by the ropes! The referee doesn’t start checking on him, but he already needs to continue this match. Mr. Wrestling XIX releases the hold and picks Sally off the ground, back upon her feet, seizing her from behind and hitting a nice Inverted Suplex!
James Peters: Mr. Wrestling turns back around with himself kneeling by the side of Sally’s head, and now driving his knee into the side of her head repeatedly! MR. Wrestling XIX repeats his action, hitting the knee over and over, while Sally is already down on the ground!
Rich Russillo: Sally is still down on the ground, but the right knee is still hitting the side of her head, and the referee’s slide forms the side to the other, checking in if she’s okay, but Sally doesn’t seem to be moving a single bit. She’s still lying there with the knee against her head and trying to feel if everything is okay down there!
James Peters: Mr. Wrestling XIX is intent on making sure that this match is going well as it’s planned and now he’s stopping brutalizing her with his knee, hurling her off the ground and back upon both feet, and now sending her flying into the corner!… Running Knee Strike while Sally is at the corner!
Persephone: For christ’s sake….
James Peters: SHE BARELY DODGES THE CHARGING KNEE RIGHT INTO THE CORNER! SALLY IS ABLE TO ESCAPE JUST IN TIME, AND MR. WRESTLING HURTS HIS OWN KNEE! MR. WRESTLING XIX GOES DOWN TO ONE KNEE, AND IT’S A HIT! SALLY TRIES TO GET BACK TO HER FEET AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE WHILE MR. WRESTLING IS STILL NURSING HIS OWN KNEE! SALLY STEPS IN TOWARD HIM, USING JUST A LITTLE MOMENTUM, AND THEN SNAPS HIS HEAD OFF WITH A TIGHT BRAZILIAN KICK, TAKING DOWN MR. WRESTLING XIX!
Rich Russillo: WE SURELY DIDN’T SEE THAT COMING, AND WE ALL THOUGHT IT’S ALL OVER FOR SALLY, BUT SALLY JOLTS THE TABLE AGAINST HIM! MAYBE THE CLOWN IS ABOUT TO DO JUSTICE FOR HERSELF RIGHT HERE! SALLY PICKS MR. WRESTLING XIX OFF THE GROUND AGAIN, AND SHE’S SENT RIGHT DOWN TO THE GRID WITH THE BRAZILIAN KICK THAT CAME FROM HER!
James Peters: SHE HAS MR. WRESTLING XIX ON HER SHOULDERS, AND SHE MAY BE LOOKING TO FINISH EVERYTHING OFF HERE! MR. WRESTLING XIX IS IN A TREMENDOUSLY PROBLEMATIC POSITION, AND SALLY HAS IT ALL CONTROLLED ON HER!… ‘THE NEDEN GAME’ ELECTRIC CHAIR FACEBUSTER! SHE PLANTS IT! MR. WRESTLING XIX GOES FOR A COVER!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THRE-
James Peters: WHAT?!
Persephone: NO! THAT IS THREE! THAT IS THREE!
James Peters: MR. WRESTLING XIX JUST KICKED OUT OF ONE OF HER SIGNATURES, AND SALLY DOESN’T EVEN BELIEVE HOW THAT HAPPENED FOR HER! SALLY IS CLEARLY KNOWING THAT SHE’S COMING CLOSE TO WINNING, STOMPING AND KICKING MR. WRESTLING XIX OVER AND OVER AGAIN!
Rich Russillo: MR. WRESTLING ISN’T MOVING AT ALL, AND SALLY ALREADY PICKS HIM UP OFF THE GROUND! MR. WRESTLING IS IN A VERY DANGEROUS SPOT, AND SALLY HAS HIM HOOKED UP!
James Peters: SALLY TRIES TO HIT ‘THE RIDDLE BOX,’ AN INVERTED DOUBLE UNDERHOOK FACEBUSTER, BUT MR. WRESTLING XIX BARELY ESCAPES! MR. WRESTLING JUST BREAKS FREE, AND SALLY LEANS AGAINST THE ROPES, CHARGING FROM BEHIND AND TRYING TO HIT ‘EXPLOSIVE PINK SHOCK’ SUPERKICK, BUT MR. WRESTLING CATCHES HER LEG!… SEIZING HER IN…
Rich Russillo: ‘CASH OUT’ !!!!!!!! HE HITS CASH OUT! VERTICAL SUPLEX LIFTED AND DROPPED INTO DOUBLE KNEE BACKBREAKER! DONE AND DUSTED! MR. WRESTLING GOES FOR A COVER! THIS SHOULD BE IT!
ONEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
( DING DING DING! )
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER!… MR. WRESTLING XIX!
James Peters: Great win by Mr. Wrestling XIX here tonight! He’s able to pick up some more momentum here before taking on TLA at Territorial Invasion. I’m sure Mr. Wrestling isn’t too pleased by this whole situation, but in the end he’s able to pick up some momentum!
Persephone: Right… Glad I have to sit through those two idiots wrestling at Territorial Invasion. At least it’ll be a Hardcore match, I guess. Anyway, this match is absolutely trash, so I wish it never happened as well.
Rich Russillo: Good match from both competitors here together, and we will be looking forward to seeing how things will go for Mr. Wrestling XIX going forward!
( Mr. Wrestling XIX raises both hands up high to the air as the winner of this competition, then pushes the air away and celebrates in his own way while Sally sits beside us, looking quite upset that she wasn’t able to win this match. Mr. Wrestling XIX remains satisfied with the way things turned out for him, leaving the ring as the camera fades from there into a commercial break. )
(Promotional ad for Territorial Invasion, which is where the Wargames match for brand supremacy will take place.)
( Sunday Night Voltage fades back into the arena as ‘Good 4 you’ by Olivia Rodgerio begins to blast through the arena here tonight in Norway as Valerie Hellstorm makes her entrance to the sound of boos coming from the audience here in Oslo. She emerges from the stage, looking battered and bruised following that brutal, Exploding Barbed Wire Ladder match at Bloodsport. She has a shiner on her right eye, as she starts making her way down to the ring… )
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN…PLEASE WELCOME AT THIS TIME… ‘THE INEVITABLE FUTURE’ VALERIE HELLSTORM!!!!!!
James Peters: As you can see Valerie is still feeling and showing the effects of what happened last Saturday as she, Ayu Megumi, Major Michael Scott Connor, Mr. Wrestling XIX, Korey Gaines, and the eventual winner of the match, Bea Valentine competed in what was a crazy Exploding Barbed Wire Ladder Match. As you can see from what happened in Captain Charisma’s office later in the show, she was not all too happy with that result.
Rich Russillo: Certainly James, near the end of the match she inadvertently caused Mr. Wrestling to topple off the ladder as she threw the eventual winner of the match, Bea Valentine onto that ladder. Bea ended up taking advantage, hitting Valerie with some ‘Birds and Bea’ Kinshasa Knee Strike and ultimately claiming that briefcase which now has her with an EAW Specialist Title Match. An opportunity in which Valerie believes Bea doesn’t deserve, but she does. Will be interesting what she’ll say here tonight!
Persephone: They’re both equally as annoying, maybe Val is slightly less annoying then Bea but still none of them should have that unique opportunity. In-fact Bea should just give me that briefcase while she still can, we ALL know I would be a great Specialist Champion, right guys???
James Peters: :mfpls~1:
Rich Russillo: :mfpls~1:
( Valerie walks down the ramp with a sour look on her face as it was explained she is not at all happy with what transpired at Bloodsport. She walks up the steel steps and enters into the ring as she gets a microphone from a ringside official. ‘Good 4 u’ would fade out as Valerie is standing in the middle of the ring as she begins to speak into the microphone… )
Valerie Hellstorm: Last week at Bloodsport should have been my big break. Last week at Bloodsport should have been my big opportunity, a big spotlight shined on me. That Exploding Barbed Wire Ladder match should have seen me as the winner, the woman with that unique opportunity. I had been through hell and BACK which, by the way, I’m still bruised and totally messed up with that dumb Major, using barbed wire steel chairs. For god’s sake I still have a shiner from competing in this match, because I am one tough ass bitch who proved she can thrive in an environment like that.
Valerie Hellstorm: Despite all that though, I wasn’t the one who won that match. No, instead that honor goes to a person that quite frankly shouldn’t deserve that right. A person who is as obnoxious as insects, and we all know her name and it’s annoying little Bea Valentine. Bea’s price for winning that match is an EAW Specialist Titte Match which I believe shouldn’t be hers to begin with. She isn’t capable of having an opportunity as big as a Specialist Title Match and I for one demand to make things right. After all, if it wasn’t for me, shoving Bea into that ladder for Mr. Wrestling XIX, she may not have won that match in the end. Since I clearly asked later that night in Captain Charisma’s office and was overlooked by Bea, I’ll just say it here again so everybody has a clear understanding of what I want.
( Valerie clears her throat as she says… )
Valerie Hellstorm: I want a match with Bea Valentine. Just one on one match between the two of us to show the whole why I SHOULD have been one with that unique opportunity. Why I should be competing for th-
( Before Valerie could say anything else, ‘Imma Be’ by the Black Eyed Peas would begin to play through the entire arena as Bea Valentine emerged with a smile across her face. The fans would also boo her as Valerie rolls her eyes at Bea. Bea would look around before making her way down the aisle. )
Rich Russillo: Well here comes the ever so polarizing Bea Valentine. The woman who was the winner last week at Bloodsport, defeating five other Elitists to win The Exploding Barbed Ladder, granting her that Unique Opportunity. An Opportunity at which Valerie doesn’t think belongs to Bea.
James Peters: As much as a nuisance and as delusional Bea might be, she was the winner of the match at the end of the day. Whether we like it or not, she has the golden ticket to go after the Specialists Championship. I’m sure Bea would you want to BEA-Liev-
Persephone: NO! STOP! DON’T DO ANOTHER BEA PUN! WE DON’T NEED TO HEAR IT JAMES!!!
James Peters: My bad.
( Bea marches her way down the ramp, as she still has a wide smile across her face, obviously in glee from her win last week at Bloodsport. Bea picks up a microphone that’s placed on the ring stairs as she climbs up the stairs and enters through the ropes. “Imma Bee” quickly fades as Bea responds to what Valerie had just said about her. )
Bea Valentine: Gosh Val, you are such a SORE LOSER! I mean I don’t blame you! After all, who wouldn’t want to BEA ME!!!!!
(The crowd would boo at that pun as Valerie and Perspehone would visibly roll their eyes at that pun. Bea continues to speak. )
Bea Valentine: Your speech there was pretty cute. You made a lot of points as to why you should have this opportunity and not me and that little challenge you made towards me, and my answer to everything that you had to say is… I DON’T CARE!!!!!! I’m not interested in facing you again Valerie. I don’t have an interest in having a one on one match with you because truthfully I have better things to think about. Those better things include me becoming a champion soon here in EAW, a feat that’s going to be an inevitable for me but not for you, how Ironic is that Val? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Valerie Hellstorm: You can laugh all you want Bea, but all you have told me is that you’re too afraid to face me in a one on one match, that when we square up in this ring is that I will OWN you, and make you buzz like a shitty little bee.
Bea Valentine: I’m not afraid of you Val, I’m not scared of you. I just have other things to worry about, I have other goals in mind and you’re jus-
Valerie Hellstorm: No! No! No! You are scared of me, Bea, worrying about other things, worrying about your future title match is just excuses for me not to get into the ring with THAT bitch. If you really believe in yourself, that you’re going to be champions soon here in EAW, that you deserve a shot at Milli Banks or whoever the champion is and the title you should be able to prove that. I know within myself that this title match you have belongs to me, and that you were just extremely lucky last week at Bloodsport.
Bea Valentine: That’s where you have it all wrong Val. It wasn’t pure luck that I won last week at Bloodsport, I was just simply better than the rest of the field which includes YOU. You are just a salty little bun bun, because you went and took out the wrong person, costing yourself the match. If you can’t even do something as simple as taking out the right person there’s no reason for me to entertain facing you in a one on one match.
Valerie Hellstorm: Again, all I hear from you Bea is that you are a little scared to face me. I mean If I wasn’t such a big deal, you would have accepted this match right away. Clearly you are avoiding me at every cost, and you ain’t going to BEA Champion, because the way you are acting right now, you’re more like BEA Chicken instead!!!
(The crowd would audibly laugh at this as Valerie continues on as the crowd joins in with her… )
Valerie Hellstorm: BEA CHICKEN! *clap clap, clap clap clap, clap* BEA CHICKEN! *clap clap, clap clap clap, clap* BEA CH-
Bea Valentine: ALRIGHT SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!
( Bea looks incredibly annoyed, as Valerie smiles for making Bea angry at her. Bea continues to talk to everyone. )
Bea Valentine: Finnnneeeeeee… I’ll face you in a one on one match, and we can do that at Territorial Invasion. Are you happy with that??
Valerie Hellstorm: Just one more thing, to truly show that you were deserving of having that unique opportunity, you would put that Specialist Title Match on the line against me at Territorial Invasion. So when I do end up beating you, I’ll rightfully get what I deserve!
Bea Valentine: No, absolutely not! I won this fair and-
Valerie Hellstorm: BEA CHI-
Bea Valentine: OK! OK! Sure, I’ll put my title opportunity on the line. I’m warning you though Valerie, once you lose to me you won’t have any more excuse as to why this should be your opportunity. Just have some eyes in the back of your head though, I mean we saw what happened to poor little Dray. We wouldn’t want the same situation happening to you too.
Valerie Hellstorm: Oh trust me that won’t happen!
( Valerie Hellstorm and Bea Valentine have an intense staredown as Bea is the first to exit the ring. The match is now set between both of the ladies at Territorial Invasion. Sunday Night Voltage would fade out, and transitions else where. )
(Sunday Night Voltage fades back in as the camera goes to show the backstage area of the Telenor Arena. The shot focuses on the seamstress backstage as she works on a piece of gear that looks very colorful and vibrant. The front of the top reads ‘BRIANNA’ in bold, white text as the camera pans over to show the person in question, Voltage’s newest signee Brianna Hill, watching with an awestruck look as her attire for tonight in her match against Tanner Black was being made.)
Brianna Hill: Oh! Oh! Add a gem right there! Have a whole line of it under ‘BRIANNA’!
(The seamstress looks kinda annoyed, seeing as Brianna has been giving her ‘suggestions’ for how to do her gear for about an hour now. Regardless, she maintains her patience as she keeps working. But she gains some reprieve as someone is seen walking up to Brianna, Voltage Backstage Interviewer Sofia Clarke.)
Sofia Clarke: Brianna, if you don’t mind…
Brianna Hill: SOFIA!!! You wanna interview me again?!
Sofia Clarke: Yes, that would be appreciated. :wow: If you don’t mind, I know your busy in preparation for your match-
Brianna Hill: NO! Walk with me!
(Brianna gets up out of her seat and begins to make her way through the halls of the backstage area, Sofia walking alongside her as she continues to hold the microphone up.)
Sofia Clarke: So as we mentioned before you did come up short on Dynasty teaming with your opponent tonight Tanner Black against Michael Machina & Rory Slate. I just wanted to ask after a week of processing, has anything changed at all?
(Brianna takes the time to ponder on that question for a moment, before nodding her head.)
Brianna Hill: Yea, but not in the way you’d think, where all of a sudden I hate Michael and Rory because they ruined my debut. In fact overtime I have grown even more grateful for what happened on Dynasty. I’m of the belief that everything happens for a reason in life, and even though at the time I didn’t know what that reason was, I know now to be even more appreciative of what I’ve been given since signing with this company. Not a lot of people can say that they’ve been in the same position that I’m in. Not a lot of people can say that they’ve signed with EAW and been able to say that they’ve survived the first week, which is arguably the hardest one of your career. I stand here not as someone that has been defeated, but more so a winner. :wow:
Sofia Clarke: :wow: You definitely are looking to be a rising up and comer in this company. There’s a lot going for you heading into the future, and a lot of people in this company have already given you your props, do you agree with the hype surrounding you?
Brianna Hill: Well, I don’t really know. I wish I had an answer to that but I also don’t want to get people’s hopes up just to sour them in the near future. All I can say for certain is that I’m really looking forward to getting back into the ring and continuing to do what I do best. :blessed: Many people have specific goals that they aim to accomplish, but really my only goal is to rise up the ranks and show everyone here in EAW what I can do. I’m really looking forward to doing that. Yes, a lot of people are going to hold against me the fact that I lost my debut match, and I’m not going to get away with saying that it always happens because that’s not going to impress anyone at all. All I’m going to tell you is that tonight I have a chance to rectify the loss by defeating Tanner Black, my tag partner and the person who took the pin on Dynasty. :mjgrin: All respect to him, I don’t know how many times I can say that, but I want to show the world that I am the real deal and, with time, I’ll have the tools to make a huge impact and become a huge star here in EAW. All you have to do is trust me, Sofia.
Sofia Clarke: Oh I do, and I’m sure that everyone in the EAW Universe is rooting for you as well. We’ve witnessed a lot of meteoric climbs over the years, and I wouldn’t be very shocked if you were one of them either. The Voltage brand has a ton of talent that are some of the best that this company has to offer, is there any of them that you would like to face?
Brianna Hill: Well if I had to choose, obviously it would be a fun challenge to face the Champions of this brand! Not even just, because I know Milli Banks gave me a shout out on Dynasty so I would be happy to fight her for the Specialists Championship! But am I aiming too high…? Oh I don’t know, but really in reality it would just be fun to face anyone. What I’m doing now is only the beginning and I know the only way I can improve is by facing opponents that are objectively better than me so I can use them as lessons to improve myself in the process. Am I rambling a little bit? I feel like I’m rambling. I’m so sorry for wasting your time Sofia!
Sofia Clarke: No no! You’re doing just fine, Brianna!
Brianna Hill: O.
Sofia Clarke: Do you have any last words before we conclude this interview?
Brianna Hill: Yea! I-
???: No, I think we’re done here.
(Brianna and Sofia stop walking as they bump into someone. The camera pans over to show a displeased Mia Santoro standing across the two of them. She eyes Sofia and shoos her away, to which she does as she scoots out of the camera frame, until it’s only her and Brianna as they’re face-to-face. Mia eyes Brianna and shakes her head, Brianna with a serious expression as she stands unwavering against the similarly new Elitist. Mia, after a moment, then continues.)
Mia Santoro: I’m not buying it, I’m not buying the hype surrounding you at all. I just don’t understand what makes you all that special compared to anyone else that’s entered this company. You’re just like the rest, and before you say something, I don’t fit that mold. Let me remind you that last week I actually did win my match when I was on Friday Night Dynasty against Nyx, something that you have pointed out multiple times that you were unable to do. Don’t get me wrong, if you arrived at this company any other time, you would’ve had my support, but unfortunately… you just had to arrive now in EAW looking to make an impact. You want to be the future of this company, but sorry to break it to you, but the future’s right in front of you.
(Mia smirks as Brianna continues to stare at her, unfazed on the outside about what is being said toward her, but deep down she is feeling a sort of way about this.)
Mia Santoro: You’re right, you need to face Elitists that are better than you in order to improve, which is why I hope that we’re able to cross paths at some point because you could learn a thing or two from me. I’m miles ahead of you in terms of talent and if we’re having a race about who can reach the top of this company first, then I already have you beat in more ways than one. I’m the Elitist that’s going to be reaching greater heights, and you should know better than to try and include yourself in that conversation.
Brianna Hill: I don’t think it’s in your best interest-
Mia Santoro: I wasn’t done speaking.
(Brianna shuts up after Mia says that, her face slightly twitching as she does. Now the cracks are being shown, and the audience can tell that she is really getting annoyed about what Mia is saying. Mia shakes her head before she continues.)
Mia Santoro: Look, you might not get it now, but a few months from now you’ll be thanking me for saving you the trouble. It’s not worth your time when you know that you’re going to lose. All I can really tell you right now if you’re not a believer is to just wait, you don’t have to wait very long either… just wait and see what I do to Sorn tonight inside the ring…
(Mia turns around and doesn’t waste any time walking away from the scene, looking to continue to prepare for her match. Brianna watches on, staring off into the distance before taking a deep breath, not letting that interaction sour her excitement at all. She then turns around and begins to make her way away from the scene as well, heading to Gorilla Position to prepare for her match against Tanner Black coming up next. It’s the last shot seen before Sunday Night Voltage from there begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(Commercial for the upcoming One Piece Live Action series on Netflix, with Limmy Monaghan and Bronson Daniels promoting it.)
( As Voltage returned from a brief commercial break, the hard-cam zoomed back towards the ring; as we were set for imminent in-ring action, with one of the competitors already ready to go, being none other than Tanner Black who had a bout against Brianna Hill tonight. Confidence oozed off of him, knowing that a win tonight could very well be in his future tonight! )
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST, ALREADY IN THE RING…. FROM MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE… WEIGHING IN AT 225 POUNDS, TANNNERRRRR BLACKKKKKK!!!!!
Persephone: Welcome back to Voltage as we are MOMENTS away from some more action tonight; and I don’t know about you guys… But after everything Tanner said this week? My money might be on him to win.
James Peters: . . . .Everything he said, huh? :mjpls:
Persephone: What? He is a GREAT speaker!
Rich Russillo: I’m sure he is, since we’ve heard from him in the PAST… Though I would love to see what dirtsheet leaked out a Tanner Black promo to you that none of us have seen yet.
( Suddenly, ‘The Spins’ by Mac Miller blasted through the speakers to a WAVE of cheers; as none other than Brianna Hill made her way out to the ring, a huge smile on her face as she skipped down the ramp, exchanging high fives with fans along the rampway; before eyeing down Tanner in the ring, analyzing the threat in front of her; though not allowing intimidation to come across herself as she climbed up the apron; sliding through the middle ropes and into the ring as she waved to the fans once more, as her theme slowly faded out; Brianna getting into her corner, as she awaited for the match to begin. )
Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT, HAILING FROM MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE… WEIGHING IN AT 115 POUNDS… BRIIANNAAAAAA HILLLLLLLL!!!!
Persephone: Now her? She was as quiet as a mouse? Clearly Tanner won the verbal exchange between these two.
James Peters: Your sarcasm is simply SO entertaining.
Persephone: Sarcasm? What sarcasm? :mjgrin:
James Peters: :cmon:
Rich Russillo: Look, if we would LIKE to be serious here? Brianna has the makings of a possible star in our ranks here in Voltage, and a win against Tanner Black? OBVIOUSLY boost that possibility! Tonight is a feeler for what is to come from Brianna; and right now from what I am seeing initially? I am VERY hopeful for her future!
( Ding! Ding! Ding! )
Rich Russillo: And we are UNDERWAY in some Voltage action yet again tonight, as now we have a match-up between Tanner Black and Brianna Hill; and we’re looking to start things off fast as Tanner Black instantly exits his corner, BARRELING forward towards Brianna in the corner –
James Peters: BUT BRIANNA SWIFTLY SIDE STEPPING OUT OF THE WAY AS TANNER SMASHES HIS SHOULDER INTO THE RING POST; HIS BULL RUSH PROVING TO BE INEFFECTIVE AS HE STALLS IN THE CORNER, HOLDING HIS SHOULDER…
Rich Russillo: BUT BRIANNA QUICKLY SEEING TANNER IN A BAD POSITION HERE PULLS HIM OUT OF THE CORNER, GRABBING HIM DOWN BY HIS TIGHTS AS HIS SHOULDERS HITS THE FLOOR; BRIANNA LOOKING FOR A ROLL-UP HERE TO STEAL THIS MATCH AWAY FROM TANNER EARLY!!!!
OOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
TTTTTTHHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
…
James Peters: AND A KICK OUT FROM TANNER! Brianna almost pulling one over on him, though the swift kick out keeps him in the match as he stumbles to his feet first; Brianna trying to squirm to her feet quickly, though simply not fast enough to meet Black; who begins to rain down rights and lefts to her body!
Rich Russillo: This certainly isn’t a good sign for Brianna here as Tanner is raining down onto her; not letting up as he continues to barrage her with jabs; before finally letting up, running towards the ropes behind him to garner momentum; BEFORE BOUNCING OFF, LOOKING TO FLATTEN HER WITH A LARIAT!!!
James Peters: BUT BRIANNA EVADES! BRIANNA DUCKING THE LARIAT AS TANNER BARRLES FORWARD ONCE MORE; THIS TIME NOT CRASHING AND BURNING HOWEVER AS HE TURNS AROUND – AND A KICK TO THE MID-SECTION FROM BRIANNA HILL!!!
Persephone: And for some reason I don’t think she’s done yet. She’s hooking both arms now of Tanner, dragging him into the center of the ring . . .
Rich Russillo: ‘FAVORITE DAZEEEEEEEEE!!!!’ THE TIGER DRIVER BRIANNA UTILIZES CONNECTS; AS TANNER IS DOWN AND OUT, WITH BRIANNA NOW ONCE MORE GOING INTO THE COVER!!!!
OOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE—-
James Peters: AND ONCE AGAIN TANNER KICKS OUT! TANNER NOT OUT YET, THOUGH BRIANNA CONTINUES APPLYING THE PRESSURE!
Rich Russillo: This is a great start to the match for her now, and the only way to go is up from here; as she looks to continue pushing the pace, running to the ropes aside her as she jumps atop the middle one; AND LEAPS OFF FOR A SPRINGBOARD SENTON THAT CRASHES AGAINST TANNER’S MIDSECTION!
James Peters: And she’s not done after that Senton, working with speed as she rolls over; getting herself back up to her feet as she drags Tanner by his legs into the center of the ring; placing him on his stomach as she hoists both of his legs upwards… AND NOW WE SEE A BOSTON CRAB MANEUVER! A BOSTON CRAB ONTO TANNER HERE, AND YOU CAN TELL HE’S FEELING EVERY BIT OF IT!
Persephone: I really hope he taps out. He does NOT need this win.
James Peters: And he’s fighting to stay alive here, scratching and clawing against the irng as he tries to make his way to the ropes; but the hold Brianna has is simply too much to get their easy, and it seems like Tanner’s hand is shaking over the mat – WE COULD POSSIBLY BE SEEING A TAP OUT HERE AS BLACK LOOKS CLOSE TO GIVING UP, CLENCHING HIS HAND INTO A FIST; SURVEYING HIS OPTIONS…
Rich Russillo: BUT HE IS READY TO KEEP GOING, BEGINNING TO PUSH THE PACE AS HE CLAWS FURTHER AND FURTHER TO THE RING ROPES… BEFORE FINALLY GRABBING ON; TANNER STAYING IN THIS MATCH!
Perseohone: Are you serious? Why is he still in this match?
James Peters: And the determination from Tanner shows, but even so; Brianna Hill is NOT letting up! As now we see Brianna getting to her feet, coming over to her corner as she laser’s in on a downed Tanner Black; BECKONING him to get up to his feet, as she looks to hopefully put this match away here…
Rich Russillo: And you have to give it to Brianna when it comes to how well she’s dismantled Tanner Black early on in this match; with Tanner now rising to his feet, if he doesn’t do something fast; he MIGHT be facing a sour end here that dispells a LANDSLIDE victory for Brianna Hill, tonight!
James Peters: AND THAT MIGHT BE THE CASE, AS TANNER BLACK GETS TO HIS FEET; WOBBLING AROUND… AND BEING HIT WITH A DROPKICK TO THE BACK THAT SENDS HIM DIRECTLY INTO THE MIDDLE ROPE! BEING DRAPED ACROSS IT, BRIANNA HILL KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT SHE WANTS TO DO; CALLING FOR IT AS SHE RUNS THE ROPES… ‘HOTLINEEEE!!!!’ THE TIGER FEINT KICK CONNECTS AS TANNER IS BLASTED TO THE CENTER OF THE RING, AND BRIANNA FOLLOWING CLOSE BEHIND FOR THE COVER!!
OOOOOONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEE!!!!!
Persephone: :mjcry:
Rich Russillo: AND ANOTHER, WEAK KICK OUT FROM TANNER BLACK! But guys there was NOTHING behind that kick-out and Brianna knows it; so much so that she is wasting little time here, knowing EXACTLY what she must do to keep him down!
James Peters: You’re right, if he wont keep his shoulders down for a pin? Brianna must find ANOTHER way to force him to face defeat tonight; as she reaches his head, wrapping her legs around it… ‘DISASTEROLOGY!!!!’ THE FIGURE FOUR NECK LOCK IS IN; AND TANNER BLACK IS FEELING EVERY BIT OF IT!
Rich Russillo: THERE IS NO WAY HE’S GOING TO BE ABLE TO MANAGE BEING INSIDE THAT HOLD FOR LONG; HIS FADING QUICKLY AS HE PULLS AT BRIANNA’S LEGS, BUT THERE IS NO USE! TRYING TO CRAWL TO THE ROPES, TRYING TO FIND ANY SORT OF WAY TO BREAK THE HOLD; BUT THERE IS NO USE, DEADSET IN THE CENTER OF THE RING; LITTLE TO NO OPTIONS LEFT AT TANNER’S DISPOSAL….
Persephone: AND THAT’S IT! HE TAPS! BRIANNA WINS!
( Ding! Ding! Ding! )
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUE WINNER…. BRIANNNAAAA HILLLL!!!!!
( ‘The Spins’ by Mac Miller began to blast through the speaks to a huge wave of shocked cheers; as Brianna Hill quickly unlatched from Tanner Black, raising herself up to her feet as the referee grabbed her hand, raising it in the air as she claims victory tonight! )
James Peters: Well, we did say that we were looking for a performance that could show us a glimpse of Brianna Hill in the future… What did we all get from that?
Rich Russillo: Well, to say I couldn’t be any more impressed, surely sums it up perfectly. A very impressive win from Brianna Hill over Tanner Black tonight, which gives anyone who has intrigue for this new EAW Talent currently more of a reason to keep watching her in hopes of being one of the first to acknowledge what could be a DOMINANT presence later on in her career — or hell, later on this SEASON!
Persephone: Eh, she did alright.
Rich Russillo & James Peters: :cmon:
( The scene would linger on Brianna celebrating in the ring, the referee letting go of her arm as Hill slowly began to walk towards the ring ropes, as Voltage slowly faded away from the ring. )
(Sunday Night Voltage fades back in to show the backstage area of the Telenor Arena, more specifically the office of Voltage Commissioner Captain Charisma. He’s seen doing regular things, such as working on his computer and sifting through a mound of paperwork, while every so often looking over at the broadcast of the show on a mounted television. Everything seems to be going perfectly fine right now, but as proven whenever the camera is on him, all good things must come to an end.)
(BANG!)
(The door, as usual, is kicked open, startling Captain Charisma as he quickly sits up in his seat. He looks up, as the camera goes over to show EAW Hall of Famer Champagne Charlie standing at the entrance of the office. Captain Charisma, upon realizing it’s him, greets him with a smile, but Charlie doesn’t repay him with the same kindness. He’s still bitter over what happened last week at Bloodsport, and if things went his way, he would’ve been a two-time Hardcore Champion. But things went astray, and he ended up being forced to watch from inside the Chamber of Blood as TLA escaped the cage and retained his title. It’s safe to say that he’s fuming right now.)
Captain Charisma: Charlie, I’m glad that you were able to be here tonight! If you wouldn’t mind sitting down I’ll get right to business.
(Charlie doesn’t respond, he makes his way over and takes a seat across from him. Captain Charisma rubs the back of his head, he knows that what he says in this meeting has to pique Charlie’s interest, or else who knows what will happen from there. He looks to continue speaking, but before he does, Charlie speaks up, fury in his tone.)
Champagne Charlie: What happened at Bloodsport was absolutely ridiculous, Captain. I don’t think TLA retaining his title was the right decision at all but here we are, and the greatest Hardcore Champion that this company has ever seen doesn’t have the title around his waist to prove that. Me returning to this company was a means of picking up where I left off, you know that I shouldn’t have lost that title in the first place but some people have grudges that they’re willing to throw away matches for. I should be a two-time Hardcore Champion right now, I shouldn’t be cooped up in this office getting a consolation prize out of pity from my half-witted Commissioner. TLA shouldn’t have been able to leave the event with MY title.
(Charlie, upon finishing his speech, closes his eyes and rubs his head. He’s very frustrated about what happened and if he had the choice things would have gone very differently, now he’s forced to stomach that fact and find a way to move on. Captain Charisma understands that, slowly opening his mouth, just in case Charlie were to continue what he was saying, before beginning to speak in hopes of calming him down.)
Captain Charisma: Charlie, you have been on the Voltage brand for a very long time. I have no problem saying despite our differences that you’re one of the best I have. As you have proven in the past, I have no doubt that you’re going to be Champion again. That’s just the type of Elitist you are, and you know that just as well as I do. But if I called you in here as a way to voice your complaints then there really would be no point, that’s why I would like to get to my main topic of discussion if you do not mind.
(Charlie sighs, leaning forward in his chair and nodding slowly. As he stated, he really does not want to be here right now, and doesn’t seem very interested in anything the Commissioner is saying as a means to console him after his loss.)
Captain Charisma: Contrary to belief, I didn’t call you here for no reason. I have a proposition for you, Charlie, one that will help you climb back up the ranks should you accept…
(Charlie raises an eyebrow, skeptical of how this has started off. But at the same time, he’s also intrigued about whatever this may be. If this is exactly how Captain Charisma entails, Champagne Charlie would be back on top, and that is the only thing that he could have ever wanted. He nods his head slowly.)
Champagne Charlie: Go on…
(Captain Charisma smirks before he continues, knowing that he’s reeled Charlie in by saying that. If there is one thing that he’s always looking for, it’s a way to further his own success, and without that there was no way that he would’ve accepted what the Commissioner was going to put out there, he knows that.)
Captain Charisma: Well, as you may already know given what has been talked about on the other shows, Dynasty’s Tyrone Montgomery and Showdown’s Kennedy Street have come up with the idea of a tri-branded match at the Territorial Invasion Marquee Event featuring Hall of Fame talents. ‘The Hall of Fame Showcase’, as we like to call it, would be a great way to showcase some of EAW’s very best from all three brands, and after some thinking, I came to the conclusion that you, Charlie, would be the perfect fit to represent Sunday Night Voltage in the match.
(Charlie continues nodding his head, and Captain Charisma knows that even though he is presenting a deal that anyone else wouldn’t refuse, Charlie still isn’t buying it somehow.)
Champagne Charlie: I don’t understand what’s in it for me yet. It’s easy to ask someone to participate in your cute little ‘brand supremacy’ matches and then accept without a hitch, but that’s not me. I want to know what’s in it for me before I accept your ‘Hall of Fame Showcase’ offer, because right now this just looks like you’re trying to find something for me to do in the meantime. I know very much what I am worth and it is so much more than just some second place medal, don’t give me this whole spiel.
Captain Charisma: Well it’s just as I said before all this, I know how talented you are Charlie. Just like everyone else in the match you are a Hall of Famer for a reason and this would be a great chance for you to potentially find yourself in the ranks for a Championship match. I’m not able to give you any sort of guarantees in terms of rewards or opportunities, and I hope you understand why, but I can say that this will raise your stock considerably and get you in the position that I know you want to be in.
(Captain Charisma then leans back in his chair, awaiting the answer of one Champagne Charlie. Charlie, despite everything that was said, still needs some time to think. He looks down at his hands, pondering the benefits that this will have for him and what that would do for his future in this company. Yes, he still believes that what happened at Bloodsport shouldn’t have happened, there’s nothing he can do about it and the only thing he can do is move forward. He needs to look toward what the future of Champagne Charlie entails and winning this match that Captain Charisma has offered him to be in is the start. After a painfully long time, he looks back up at the Commissioner, holding his hand out.)
Champagne Charlie: Alright, I’m in.
(Captain Charisma smiles with a sigh of relief, accepting the handshake as he now has someone to participate in the Hall of Fame Showcase. Charlie quickly lets go as he stands up from where he is out of his chair, looking at Captain Charisma with a dead serious expression on his face.)
Champagne Charlie: Rest assured, it’s only a matter of time before I go back and make sure that I take back what is rightfully mine, it’s only a matter of time before I become a Champion again. So for now, I have no problem taking out two Hall of Famers and once again proving why I am the best not just on Sunday Night Voltage, but the entirety of Elite Answers Wrestling. That’s a promise.
Captain Charisma: :wow: I appreciate the enthusiasm, and I’m glad that you took the time out of your day to have this meeting with me, Charlie. I’m excited to see what you’re able to do at Territorial Invasion.
(Charlie doesn’t respond in any sort of way, instead turning around and from there beginning to make his way out of Captain Charisma’s office. The door shuts close and as soon as it does, Captain Charisma leans backward against his chair and takes the time to catch his breath. He has a smile on his face, having only his thoughts as he mutters to himself.)
Captain Charisma: That went well…
(Captain Charisma then sits back up in his chair, continuing his Commissioner work like nothing happened, as it’s the last shot seen before Sunday Night Voltage from there begins to fade out to elsewhere.)
(Promotional ad for Territorial Invasion, where the Brand Warfare match will take place.)
(The camera would begin to pan elsewhere as Voltage returned from break and we cut to a shot of the Oslo, Norway fans in attendance, the camera panning through the Telenor Arena. The yellow Voltage graphics would be visible, lighting the crowd up, as the camera swiftly moves left to show as many people as possible, a truly packed arena for the 27th of August edition of Voltage! However, that panning would come to a close as we get a long shot of the entire arena, the entrance way front and center – the LED titantron on display most of all, featuring the yellow and black Voltage graphics. Though, moments later, this would be replaced as we fade to the backstage area. Transitioning with a fade, the camera shot cuts elsewhere as we see Sofia Clarke once more, sat on a stool in what appears to be an interview set designed to replicate a wrestling ring – a large LED background covering the Voltage graphics. With an EAW-branded microphone in hand, she slowly raises it up to her lips, as she begins to speak through the microphone.)
Sofia Clarke: Ladies and Gentlemen, as we have already discussed tonight, we are just one week removed from EAW’s Bloodsport event. Our roster of Elitists went back and forth in brutal affairs, however, that isn’t the only event that Voltage went out of their way to show up and show out for. Not too long before Bloodsport, we had Reckless Wiring, and during this event we saw none other than Voltage’s own Sierra Everett square off against Sienna Jade in a Strap Match. Tonight, we’re here to speak to Sierra HERSELF about the blowoff of this match, and her thoughts about what occured.
(The camera pans out, as we see Sierra seated on a stool also, not too far away from Sofia.)
Sofia Clarke: Pleasure to be having you, Sierra!
Sierra Everett: Yeah, yeah. Just… get on with it. 🥱
(Sofia’s expression would dampen as she goes from smiling to very neutral faced if not a frown. Clearing her breath, she adjusts her notes.)
Sofia Clarke: Well, as we saw, unfortunately for you, Sienna Jade did come out on top. In that strap match you were forced to submit, and unfortunately, everything you fought against happened. Do you care to share your feelings on this matter, to help give us a little bit of insight on how you’re feeling and where you intend to go from her-?
(Sierra shakes her head.)
Sierra Everett: God, you interviewing scumbags really need to have some self-awareness and read the room. Who the hell enters a conversation like; “You just lost a match how do you feel?” It’s like you’ve never won at anything before, in your entire life, and losing just feels numb to you. But I’m not like you. I’m not somebody who sits here talentless and has to ask questions to get any form of relevance in this industry. But, sure, for the sake of the interview, I guess I’ll answer.
(She rolls her eyes.)
Sierra Everett: You want how I feel? You want my future? I’m moving on from this, and I am putting all of it behind me. That’s it. That’s the answer you’re getting. I could sit here and say so much about the match itself but ultimately? That does me no good, and I’m not going to give Sienna or Eden the satisfaction of saying what happened. We all know what happened. We can move on. That’s what I intend to do. I know that Eden Sinclair intended to use this match between us as some sort of punishment, she intended to make it some gruesome battle that’d embarrass me; but if she thinks that the result of the match is going to make anything change for me? She’s mistaken. DEEPLY mistaken. Because I’m not doing that. I’m not gonna be entirely different, or sad, or offended, or whatever it is, because I didn’t come out on top. Eden and Sienna both don’t deserve my time or the satisfaction of knowing they wasted it, and the only direction following that is to simply move on. So, I will do it. I’ll move on immediately, and continue doing what I do best.
Sierra Everett: I’m going to reach greater heights this season. I’m going to breathe in rarified air this season, because I don’t deserve to share that type of air when we have the Korey Gaines’ on the roster. I’m going to reach greater heights than I ever did when I allowed Eden to try and play me for a fool, and I’m confident that with time? I’m going to get exactly what I want. No Eden to sit here and bug me, no Sienna to sit here and try to pretend she’s better than me. I’m going to make it forward, I’m going to win my first title, and I’m going to start succeeding. In spite of the likes of Sienna. In spite of the likes of Eden. They can kiss my dust when I’m so much further ahead of them and all they have is a manipulated stupid rivalry where even management themselves were stacked against me, and they both begin to use that win as their greatest accomplishment. I am a future Champion in this company and I deserve to be recognized as such. Otherwise? There is going to be hell to pay for the entire roste-
(However, before Sierra gets a chance to finish her sentence, a familiar voice would cut her off.)
???: Si, si, si; keep deluding yourself amiga.
(Moments later, Roberto De La Rosa would step into frame, as the crowd would cheer around the arena. He looks down at Sierra, and smugly smirks. He’s very evidently in a good mood following Bloodsport, fresh off a victory against Mei Sasaki, yet another Marquee win for Roberto De La Rosa.)
Roberto De La Rosa: Sofia, Sofia, tu dulce dama; if you wanted to interview a future Champion here in Elite Answers Wrestling, I’m right here. You picked the wrong person if that was your goal, amiga, because that woman right there? Tsk; Championship glory is the last thing that should be on her mind right now. If there is anyone here that should be worried about titles? It’s me, Roberto De La Rosa, Señor 24/7. I could become Champion at any time I want, at any moment I pick, and Sierra? Well, unfortunate to say, but she’s already been disappointing this brand. She’s in the same position I was in a year ago, except without the improvement. She disappointed in her biggest opportunity yet, and unlike me, she doesn’t have a contract that she can cash in whenever she wants. She doesn’t have that guaranteed gold in her veins. All me. Comprende?
(Roberto smirks, as Sierra stands up. She is very evidently on her last nerves right here, as being interrupted and then disrespected is a top two no-no combo for a woman like her.)
Sierra Everett: YAWN. Give me a break, Roberto. You’re so lucky that you had the talent pool that you did at Pain For Pride because if I were in that match you’d have absolutely nothing to brag about. You’d be sitting here giving the same old woe is me story that everyone gives, including you. But hey, if you’re so confident? Why don’t we put it to the test? After all, if you’re so sure that you’re some guaranteed future Champion, why don’t you risk it all and put it all on the line against somebody that is ACTUALLY good? No Mei Sasaki’s, no loser battle royale’s. If you’re seriously that much better than me, how about we meet in the ring? I’d feel so great actually putting you to the test, and by that, I literally mean taking EVERYTHING from you. Your pride, your honor… and that contract. Then we’ll see who really is the future Champion.
(Sierra flashes a fake smile at him, mockingly, as Roberto looks down at her. He chuckles and shakes his head.)
Roberto De La Rosa: Uh huh, right. Why would I do that, loca? I got no reason to defend against you of all people. Why am I gonna put my contract on the line against a puta who can’t win a single match to save her life? Food for thought; the last chica that tried to make a name for themselves at my expense? Well, the footage is right there at Bloodsport.
(Roberto looks down at Sierra, and chuckles once more. He brushes past her, and walks off screen, as Sierra looks past the camera, getting more and more worked up – her temper flaring and her fragility causing her to get very easily pissed off. A shot to her ego is always going to do something like this, and it may just be one of the worst mistakes you could make when squaring off against her. It’s clear that she’s not done with Roberto, as she takes a deep breath, and storms off.)
(Eventually, we begin to fade elsewhere)
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton ringside.)
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR… ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
(“Dirty Angel” by Voodoo Johnson plays to a negative reaction from fans, and Hoodlum makes their way down to the ring, showing disdain for the people in Oslo, Norway, who Hoodlum goes as far to jaw jack with on their way to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! Hailing out of Prison, weighing in at 254 pounds…THEY ARE THE DIRTY ANGEL…HOODLUM!
James Peters: Talk about controversial, Hoodlum’s return has been exactly that.
Rich Russillo: I don’t think anyone expected them to return to the land of elite after how things ended last time… but Hoodlum is back, and has the opportunity to make people forget all about that.
Persephone: I don’t think I’ll ever forget watching someone get arrested at the biggest show of the year. It was hilarious! :mjlol:
(‘Anti Hero [Rock Version]’ by Taylor Swift plays next to a far more positive reaction from fans, as Jamie Cross makes her way down to the ring after waving to fans on the stage area, mostly all smiles, despite her loss at Bloodsport.)
Bella Braxton: And her opponent! Hailing out of Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 133 pounds…SHE IS THE IRON WOMAN…JAMIE CROSS!!!
James Peters: Here comes Jamie Cross, who must still be stinging from her grueling match against Milli Banks at Reckless Wiring.
Rich Russillo: I think that puts a huge target on Jamie’s back, making her vulnerable to Hoodlum here.
James Peters: If Hoodlum plays their cards right, they can knock off a seemingly game Jamie Cross, and really make an impact here, possibly catch the attention of Captain Charisma.
(Both competitors stare at one another from opposing corners, looking ready as the referee signals the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: Well, the bell has rung, and both Jamie Cross and Hoodlum meet in the middle, exchanging words with one another. But OOH! There’s Hoodlum with a slap to the face, starting things off with a bang, and showing absolutely zero respect for Jamie Cross, WHO RESPONDS BY DRIVING THEM BACK INTO THE CORNER, AND DELIVERING RIGHT HANDS TO THE SKULL OF HOODLUM, WHO DOES THEIR BEST TO COVER UP!
Rich Russillo: Hoodlum pushes past Jamie, and seeks retreat in another corner, but Jamie is hot on their heels, peppering Hoodlum with rights once more! Hoodlum goes down to a knee, still attempting to cover up, but with Jamie’s onslaught, the referee intervenes, pulling her away from Hoodlum- WHO TAKES ADVANTAGE WITH A CHEAP SHOT!
James Peters: Jamie goes down to the canvas, but quickly rises up to a knee, favoring her jaw. Hoodlum stands Jamie up, leaning her against the ropes for a KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO THE CHEST, ECHOING THROUGHOUT THE ARENA! Hoodlum whips Jamie Cross off the ropes, and waits for her to come rebounding back, but they might be waiting for a while as Jamie hangs on to the ropes!
Rich Russillo: Hoodlum charges Jamie, who sidesteps whatever they had planned, and its Hoodlum who rebounds off the ropes into the waiting Jamie Cross with an ARM DRAG! BOTH COMPETITORS SCRAMBLE BACK TO THEIR FEET, AND HOODLUM RUNS INTO ANOTHER ARM DRAG! Again, both competitors are back to their feet, and Jamie drops Hoodlum with a CALF KICK!
Persephone: I’ll admit, this match has gone on longer than I expected, so that’s a plus for Hoodlum!
James Peters: But… we’re still in the early going.
Persephone: Yes, and?
James Peters: :wow: Jamie rises to her feet as Hoodlum rises to a knee, and Jamie stands them up for a forearm strike followed by KNIFE EDGE CHOP TO THE CHEST! Hoodlum staggers back against the ropes, and is irish whipped off by Jamie! BUT HOODLUM BASEBALL SLIDES UNDERNEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE, USING THE MOMENTUM TO HIS ADVANTAGE!
(Hoodlum taunts to the booing audience, tapping their head, bragging that they’re smart.)
Rich Russillo: Of course, Hoodlum is proud of that one-hundred IQ move, but they need to be weary still of Jamie Cross, who rolls out the ring, AND ROUNDS THE RINGPOST, TAKING HOODLUM DOWN WITH A RUNNING CLOTHESLINE AS THEY TURNED AROUND!
James Peters: For the split second Hoodlum remembered Jamie Cross, they were too late, getting steamrolled by the Iron Woman. Jamie pulls Hoodlum back up to their feet, and goes to irish whip them into a corner of the barricade- BUT HOODLUM SHIFTS THE MOMENTUM LAST MINUTE, SENDING JAMIE INSTEAD!
Rich Russillo: BUT JAMIE LEAPS UP ON THE BARRICADE, AND MOONSAULTS OFF ONTO HOODLUM, WHO TRIED CHARGING IN TO HALT HER POSSIBLE MOMENTUM THERE, BUT WAS TOO LATE! Jamie rolls Hoodlum back inside the ring, and goes to slide in herself- BUT HOODLUM CUTS HER OFF BEFORE SHE CAN GET UP FROM ALL FOURS, REIGNING DOWN WITH ROPE-ASSISTED STOMPS TO THE BACK OF CROSS!
James Peters: Cross slides back out of the ring, looking to escape from Hoodlum’s assault, which did some damage, evident by Cross clutching her lower back as she doubles over. Hoodlum exits the ring, and looks to go to work some more, grabbing the back of Jamie’s head, and slamming her FACE FIRST off the steel steps, using the environment to his advantage!
Persephone: Lemme guess, did they learn that in prison?
Rich Russillo: I mean… it’s possible.
Persephone: :cmon:
Rich Russillo: Turning our attention back to the action, after being slammed off those steels steps by Hoodlum, Jamie went down to a knee, but Hoodlum amps up the aggression, using their forearm to press Jamie’s face down on the steps. Finally, Hoodlum relents, and rolls Jamie back inside the ring before climbing to the top turnbuckle.
James Peters: Jamie begins to stir, and slowly turns around as HOODLUM DIVES OFF THE TOP WITH A ELBOW DROP! NOT OFTEN YOU SEE THAT DONE TO A STANDING OPPONENT! HOODLUM REACHES BACK, HOOKING THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Rich Russillo: Kickout at two! Jamie sits up off the canvas, but Hoodlum grabs a handful of hair, pulling Cross up to her feet, and slamming her face first off the top turnbuckle! Jamie staggers briefly before dropping to a knee, and Hoodlum stands her up. BUT JAMIE EXPLODES WITH MULTIPLE FOREARMS TO THE FACE OF HOODLUM, BACKING THEM INTO THE CORNER, AND CROSS IS SHOWING SHE STILL HAS A LOT OF FIGHT LEFT IN HER!
James Peters: Irish whip into the opposite corner by Cross! But Hoodlum reverses it, sending Jamie instead! JAMIE GOES UP AND OVER, AND HOODLUM FINDS THEMSELF IN THE CORNER! JAMIE RUSHES IN- BUT HOODLUM SENDS HER UP AND OVER SHOULDER TO THE OUTSIDE, JAMIE HIT FACE FIRST ON THE APRON ON HER FALL DOWN!
Rich Russillo: Jamie favors her mouth and nose area, writhing in pain on the outside. Hoodlum has Jamie right where they want her, and don’t waste much time in heading to the outside, right back on the attack, planting Jamie with a SNAP SUPLEX on the outside! Hoodlum slides back inside the ring, and tells the referee to start counting Jamie out as she favors her back in pain.
Persephone: This is brilliant! Hoodlum gets a win, and most importantly, we move on to the next thing quicker! A win-win!
James Peters: You’re right in that Hoodlum gets the win, which appears to be all they’re considered about, not how they get it, just that they get it. The referee begins counting Jamie out, and given the wear and tear she suffered at Bloodsport, now with the tear and tear she’s suffering in this moment, who knows if Jamie has the energy to beat said count?
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EI-
Rich Russillo: JAMIE BEATS THE COUNT, SLIDING BACK IN AT SEVEN! AND HOODLUM IS IMMEDIATELY ON THE ATTACK WITH STOMPS, ATTEMPTING TO MAKE JAMIE REGRET STAYING IN THIS THING! Hoodlum sits Jamie up, and locks her in a rear chinlock, looking to wear Jamie down further.
Persephone: Ok, they DEFINITELY didn’t learn this in prison.
James Peters: The crowd is rallying behind Jamie here, wanting to see her battle back into this thing, and might get their wish as Jamie begins to power up to a vertical base, and breaks Hoodlum’s hold with shots to the rib cage, creating separation! Irish whip to the corner by Jamie, who runs in- BUT RUNS RIGHT INTO A BOOT BY HOODLUM! Jamie spins around, and staggers to the center, on wobbly legs!
Rich Russillo: With her back turned to them, Hoodlum tries to charge in- BUT JAMIE TWISTS AROUND TO DELIVER A DEVASTATING CLOTHESLINE! YOU COULD HEAR THE IMPACT FROM HERE, AND THE CROWD LIVENS UP AS JAMIE MIGHT BE STARTING TO BUILD MOMENTUM!
James Peters: Jamie rises to a knee, but Hoodlum gets to their feet just a little bit quicker. Hoodlum grabs the back of Jamie’s head, and goes for a right- BUT JAMIE BLOCKS, AND RESPONDS WITH ONE OF HER OWN! HOODLUM TRIES FOR ANOTHER, BUT AGAIN, ITS BLOCKED, AND COUNTERED WITH ANOTHER RIGHT HAND BY JAMIE CROSS!
Rich Russillo: HOODLUM TRIES A THIRD TIME, BUT ITS BLOCKED, AND- OOH! HOODLUM BAITED JAMIE IN FOR A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION, DOUBLING HER OVER AS THEY RUN OFF THE ROPES- JAMIE! JAMIE SIDESTEPS WHATEVER HOODLUM HAD PLANNED, GRABBING THE BACK OF THEIR HEAD IN THE PROCESS, AND SENDING THEM UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE!
Persephone: Hoodlum better come up with something, and come up with something fast… or not. To be honest, I don’t really care.
James Peters: Hoodlum begins to stir on the outside, shaking the cobwebs out of their head, and Jamie runs off the ropes, SOARING THROUGH THE MIDDLE WITH A SUICIDE DIVE! HOODLUM GETS ROLLED BACK INSIDE THE RING, AND JAMIE RUSHES TO THE APRON, STALKING, WAITING FOR HOODLUM TO STAND UP!
Rich Russillo: ONCE THEY DO, JAMIE SPRINGS OFF THE TOP ROPE FOR A CROSSBODY ONTO HOODLUM, HOOKING BOTH LEGS FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHRRRRRRR-
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT AT TWO! But almost, Jamie ALMOST had Hoodlum there!
James Peters: Jamie rises to a knee, and as Hoodlum begins to stir, Jamie pulls them up to a vertical base, placing Hoodlum’s head between her legs, though we don’t find out for what as Hoodlum twirls out of the powerbomb attempt, and connects with a STIFF elbow smash, dropping Jamie to a knee!
Rich Russillo: Hoodlum rebounds off the ropes, but runs right into a BODYSLAM BY JAMIE, WHO FOLLOWS THAT UP WITH A STANDING FROG SPLASH! JAMIE HOOKS THE LEG DEEP!
ONNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHH-
Rich Russillo: HOODLUM POPS THE SHOULDER UP! Jamie doesn’t seem to be getting frustrated, and instead, accepts that she’s gonna have to dig down a little deeper.
Persephone: Yeah, hit him with whatever her finishing move is, and wrap this thing up!
James Peters: Jamie starts climbing to the top turnbuckle, BUT HOODLUM RUSHES HER WITH A FOREARM! Hoodlum climbs to the middle rope, and clubs Jamie across the back before hooking her up for a superplex! BUT JAMIE! JAMIE SLIPS OUT THROUGH THE OPEN LEGS OF HOODLUM, AND CLUBS THEM ACROSS THE BACK AFTERWARD! JAMIE GRABS HOODLUM IN A CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB POSITION, AND GOES TO SEND THEM INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER FOR THE JAMIE SPECIAL!
Rich Russillo: BUT HOODLUM SLIPS OUT BEHIND JAMIE BEFORE THAT CAN BE THE CASE! JAMIE SPINS AROUND, AND CHARGES IN FOR A CLOTHESLINE! BUT HOODLUM DUCKS UNDERNEATH, AND HANDSPRINGS OFF THE ROPES FOR A BACK ELBOW ON CROSS! I BELIEVE THEY CALL THAT THE LETHAL INJECTION!
Persephone: Wow! A slightly impressive move from Hoodlum, if only they could’ve pulled that out earlier before I lost complete interest in this match.
James Peters: Jamie pulls herself up in the corner, looking a little glossed over, and Hoodlum begins talking trash, going as far to push Jamie’s head around in the corner while doing so. Hoodlum starts slapping Jamie across the face, trying to wake her up, getting a little overconfident here. WHICH COMES BACK TO BITE THEM AS JAMIE EXPLODES WITH A SLAP TO THE FACE!
Rich Russillo: Hoodlum staggers back a bit, shocked at how much punch Jamie back there. Hoodlum marches back over, BUT GETS SLAPPED ACROSS THE FACE SOME MORE BY JAMIE, WHO ALTERNATES BETWEEN RIGHT AND LEFT! HOODLUM TRIES COVERING UP, BUT GETS BACK AGAINST THE ROPES BY THE ONSLAUGHT! JAMIE RUNS OFF THE ROPES-
James Peters: BUT RUNS RIGHT INTO A BACK ELBOW! HOODLUM GOES FOR AN ELBOW DROP TO A DOWNED JAMIE, BUT SHE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY JUST IN TIME, AND HOODLUM RISES TO THEIR FEET, CLUTCHING AT THEIR ELBOW! KICK TO THE GUT BY JAMIE, WHO TRIES TO HOIST HOODLUM UP FOR THE CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB, BUT HOODLUM BLOCKS IT, GOING DOWN TO A KNEE!
Rich Russillo: BUT HOODLUM TWIRLS OUT OF IT, AND GOES FOR THE BIG ELBOW ON JAMIE AGAIN, BUT JAMIE DUCKS UNDERNEATH, SLIPPING BEHIND HOODLUM FOR AN OLYMPIC SLAM! Hoodlum wisely rolls out of the ring, and Jamie exits out to the apron, lining Hoodlum up as they slowly turn around- OOH! RUNNING CANNONBALL OFF THE APRON BY JAMIE CROSS, WIPING HOODLUM OUT!
James Peters: JAMIE ROLLS HOODLUM BACK INSIDE THE RING, AND SHE IS FEEDING OFF THE CROWD HERE AS SHE HOPS UP ON THE APRON! HOODLUM BEGINS TO STIR, AND SLOWLY TURNS AROUND INTO THE SLINGSHOT SPEAR! SLINGSHOT SPEAR BY JAMIE! HOODLUM FAVORS THEIR MIDSECTION, BUT JAMIE POWERS UP TO A VERTICAL BASE, INTENSITY IN HER EYES LIKE NO OTHER WEVE SEEN THROUGHOUT THIS MATCH!
Rich Russillo: HOODLUM SLOWLY RISES UP, AND WANDERS INTO JAMIE, WHO HOOKS THEIR ARMS FOR THE GORY SPECIAL SPUN INTO DDT MANEUVER! ARC REACTOR BY JAMIE PLANTS HOODLUM, AND SHE HOOKS THE LEG FOR A COVER, BELIEVING IT TO BE ALL SHE WROTE HERE!
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THHHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: HERES YOUR WINNER… JAMIE CROSS!
(‘Anti-Hero’ by Taylor Swift blades throughout the arena to a positive reaction from fans as Jamie rises off the cover, and has her hand in victory by the referee, prevailing over Hoodlum.)
Persephone: Well, tonight was not ideal for Hoodlum. Might be best to sharpen those skills again in prison. :mjgrin:
James Peters: Kudos to Jamie, prevailing through whatever punishment Hoodlum put her through during their times in the driver seat throughout this match.
Rich Russillo: Yeah, seems like whatever Hoodlum threw at her, Jamie had an answer, but I think she had an extra motivator going into this thing, and that was the drive, the will to bounce back from Bloodsport.
(Jamie exits the ring, and high fives the fans on her way to the back before posing one last time on the ramp as the camera fades elsewhere.)
(Commercial promoting the new Blue Beetle movie, in theaters now!)
( As Voltage returned back from Commercial, the scene was set as the camera-man followed steadily in front of Jamie Cross who was walking the hallways of the arena, following her match against Hoodlum where she successfully picked up a win against him; Cross stretching out her neck as she tried relieving herself of the stress and tension she picked up in the match itself, though she seemed for the most part in a good state following a set of in-ring action. The camera came to a halt, the locker-room door of Jamie Cross panned out to the side of the camera lens as Jamie turned, reaching out for the handle as she readied herself to enter her locker-room – )
???: Hey, excuse me?
( A voice interrupted just as Jamie was about to enter her locker-room, causing her to double back; turning her head to face where the calling voice was coming from, as she looked off screen; the camera panning to the left slightly, revealing the person to be none other… Than Mei Sasaki. )
Jamie Cross: Mei? Well this is a… Surprise; what’s up?
Mei Sasaki: Trust me, I didn’t think I’d be here right now either; although things certainly do have a way of falling into place, don’t they? First off – congrats on your win against Hoodlum tonight, you certainly had a dominant performance out there; realistically I don’t remember Hoodlum getting much offense at all! Certainly the type of performance you would want after losing to Milli Banks at Bloodsport… Something I’m trying to do for myself, ya’ know?
Jamie Cross: Yeah, I mean – I certainly had to bring my best performance out after coming up short against Milli and failing to capture the Specialist’s Championship… My goal is to not get forgotten in the shuffle, ya’ know? I want to make sure no matter what, Jamie Cross is still on her own two feet; and I don’t want to let my failures shake me up and leave me unable to go forward in my career.
Mei Sasaki: I mean, of course! That’s an amazing mindset; one I pride myself of having as well after what happened between me and Roberto. Losses like that can’t affect people like us with so much to give… I’m just glad you capitalized so dominantly; it’s certainly great motivation for someone like me who is ready to do the exact same!
Jamie Cross: I appreciate it Mei, but at the end of the day; how could I not improvise off the situation? Losing to Milli . . . It sucked. It sucked a lot. Knowing that I couldn’t win the Specialist’s Championship I wanted so badly, and I did EVERYTHING I could in order to make that dream a possible reality; just to fail? It’s not something that has left my mind. Not yet. Not until I rebound and SURPASS that moment. SURPASS that failure, to make sure that I know, no matter what hardship comes my way? There will ALWAYS be an opportunity to rebound off of it and rise to something GREATER.
( Hearing this, Mei gawked; beginning to applaud Jamie after hearing such WISE words from Cross. )
Mei Sasaki: Wow, just… Wow! I mean; all of that from someone who still hasn’t been in EAW for over a year yet? Hell, I’m just coming up on that mark myself, but even so, I can just SENSE how smart you are – well, how smart you CAN be! To know that at the end of the day; you did EVERYTHING in your power to beat Milli, and STILL lost? That’s growth. Growth mentally to know that there are some battles you really just can’t win! See what you are is a future role model. Someone for people to look at, and know; I should NOT do what she did – because I do NOT want to fail like her!
(Mei smirked and that caught Jamie off guard.)
Jamie Cross: Well, I mean…
Mei Sasaki: Trust me, no need to say anything! I know it’s hard after all, losing to Milli after saying over and over… AND OVER how ready you were to beat her; I mean, that sort of thing really rocks your confidence – ya know? It’s the type of thing to just rattle you to your core; and actually, this isn’t the first opportunity you lost, right? I swear I saw you lose a different title opportunity… Was it the New Breed Championship? I never remember these sorts of things on the spot, silly me!
Jamie Cross: Uhuh…
Mei Sasaki: But that’s besides the point! Regardless of HOW many times you lose; or HOW many times you get left on the mat after promising to do better; you still manage to get yourself up, get back on the horse… And do it all again! That type of determination? That type of belief that you have where you really think no matter how much you do one thing and receive the same result, you will continue to go until you get a DIFFERENT one! I mean, most people call that insanity; but I like to call it Jamie Cross showing us all that she will be able to achieve her goals… Some day.
( Jamie clearly seems a little taken aback by the topic of conversation now, but Mei continues to carry a ‘genuine’ nature about her to make everything she is saying seem to be constructive; or purposeful, although Cross cant shake the fact that Mei was trying to . . . Tease her? )
Jamie Cross: Sorry – what were you coming to me for exactly, Mei? Just seems like we’re not really getting anywhere here.
( To Jamie’s question; Mei looks like something just snapped inside of her head; the big lightbulb going off above her, as if she instantly remembered something she forgot… Before instantly shrugging. )
Mei Sasaki: Ehh, I mean I was just coming to say I think in my honest, professional opinion; maybe you’re not really cut out for this sort of thing.
( The moment the words left Mei’s mouth; Jamie had an ENTIRELY shocked look on her face, hearing a COMPLETE 180 from what Mei was previously saying as she was almost entirely dumbfounded. )
Jamie Cross: . . . I’m sorry?
Mei Sasaki: I mean, don’t take it the wrong way! I told you myself, I see what you’re trying to do here! I understand that you’re just trying to do your best, live out your dream; prove to the world that you can DO this . . .But maybe you, ya know, can’t? Food for thought really. I’m just saying, you’ve done all you could; you’ve been extremely motivated, you’ve faced failure before – and yet? Same thing. I just don’t want you to waste your time here really, CTE is a real thing and I would hate for you to take the brunt of that, and come up receiving nothing in return.
Jamie Cross: I-
Mei Sasaki: And don’t get me wrong, I know this could come off rude; disrespectful, all of the sorts – I mean usually when someone comes up to you saying things like that? They want to fight. Me personally? I don’t want to fight. I’m enjoying my time off, and in that time; all I want to do is help the others around me, and with you being such a prominent young face here? Helping you realize that this isn’t what you were destined for is my end goal at the end of the day, so you can stop spending time here; and spend more time doing important thing to YOU, like hanging out with Madison; or Madelyn – whatever your girlfriend’s name is; because THAT is what matters! Change hasn’t happened for you in quite awhile, so be the one to make that change; the REAL change you require! I hear Eden’s office is open right now, if you slide your two weeks notice in now; trust me, I’m sure she wouldn’t mind! It’s for the betterment of you. For the betterment of her. For the betterment of Voltage!
( Jamie was befuddled, just looking at Mei in a astonished manner as Sasaki put a hand along the shoulder of Cross; taking a breathy sigh as she smiled. )
Mei Sasaki: I’m so glad we had this talk Jamie, I really needed it! I would love to talk more but I have some things I have to get to; have a great one!
( Mei said, patting Cross in the back as she slowly began to walk off; humming to herself as Jamie just stared at her, jaw dropped; completely of unsure of what to say or do, as she watched Mei begin to turn the corner; venturing away into the arena. )
Jamie Cross: … What just happened . . .?
( Jamie said, shaking her head as if she was trying to get the mental cobwebs off; as she slowly reached out for her locker-room door handle, grabbing onto it as she continued to ponder over what Mei said; as Jamie slowly opened and entered her locker-room, closing the door behind her as the camera zoomed in on the name-plate that resided on the door; allowing the scene to linger a moment, before fading away to the ring as action was ready to begin eminently. )
(The camera cuts to ringside where the Voltage crowd is hyped and awaiting the next match.)
Rich Russillo: At this time we would like to give a shoutout to all of our great sponsors. Such as Taco Be-
(“Ambitionz az a Ridah” by Tupac hits as the crowd erupts into cheers cutting Rich Russillo off. TLA makes his way down to the ring riding a bicycle as he rides it around the ring. TLA is shown attempting to ride the bicycle up the steel ring steps into the ring but it just doesn’t seem possible.)
Rich Russillo: I guess we will have to wait to shoutout our sponsors later on. I wonder if he cut me off intentionally?
James Peters: I am sure it is just a coincidence Rich. TLA is out here and we are going to see what the EAW Hardcore Champion has to say!
TLA: Orale my Norwegian vatos locos!
Crowd: :blessed: !!!
TLA: You know that el campeón up in this bitch and we lookin’ to spit at all y’all real quick. Holding all that oro you know we ain’t never even let it get all up out our grasp. We straight wildin’ in this casa and when papi in the casa you know he straight up running that casa for real. Cuz we coming off Bloodsport. It had all that sangre. It had all that lucha. Ain’t no telling what it didn’t have cuz it had everything all y’all could be looking for. And in the end you know that Champagne Charlie was not even able to get the job done. ¡Sigo siendo el campeón!
(TLA climbs up on the top turnbuckle and raises the EAW Hardcore Championship high up into the air for the crowd before getting back down and slinging it up over his shoulder.)
TLA: You know we be getting that first defense in pero it ain’t even close to the last defense. You know we stay on that grind we stay fighting like a fighting champion do. In fact if I got one complaint about the whole thang? It’s that we almost in September and I have only defended this championship one time since Pain for Pride! You know that shit don’t sit well with me which means we gotta line up another challenger with the quickness and make up for some lost time. It looks like Captain Charisma ain’t wasted no time at Bloodsport assigning my next challenger and you know I am ready to take on who they got me to fight if they willing to step in the ring with the Baddest Hombre on the Planet and get they hardcore lucha style on.
(TLA rolls out of the ring and is shown throwing trash cans and steel chairs and rolls of barbed wire into the ring as it looks like he is going to have a Hardcore match right then and there. TLA rolls back into the ring and grabs the microphone.)
Rich Russillo: Now wait just a minute!
TLA: I ain’t interested in waiting! The way I see it why we even gotta wait for Territorial Invasion? Let’s get it on right here right now! In front of these fans here in Norway! I might not be at one hundred after Bloodsport but who cares? If I gotta bleed each and every week you know imma be doing it. Gonna split all these stitches leave the doctors straight ragin’ cuz they can’t stop an animal like yo boi when he got them claws out. So you know who it is? Y’all know what it is. I know who be wanting some and it is time for them to come on out to get some.
(TLA points to the top of the ramp calling out his opponent.)
TLA: Captain Charisma didn’t wait long to reveal my next challenger. Now I ain’t going to be getting sentimental about my homie Charlie. I’m ready to keep on keepin’ on right onto the next challenger. So senor lucha diecinueve y’all best get that culo out here right now cuz I’m fixin’ to whip it!
( ‘Spiders’ by System of a Down hits to boos from the crowd as Mr. Wrestling XIX makes his way out to the stage. He is carrying a microphone but does not look pleased at all by the situation or in any rush to make his way down the ramp to fight TLA. Instead he stops at the top of the stage and begins to speak.)
Mr. Wrestling XIX: I’m not sure what kind of sick joke this is supposed to be, but I never asked for any part of this. I’m not like your last challenger who clearly had no problem getting his hands dirty just for fun. I actually have standards, standards I spend every week trying to uphold while everyone else takes the opportunity to laugh in my face. I don’t do Hardcore matches! I’m not sure if Bloodsport gave you the wrong idea, but I didn’t enjoy taking part in that Ultimate Opportunity match! I didn’t ask to fight for my life while also trying to cut short my opponents lives, but that’s all my “boss” had for me. Now I’m expected to take part in yet ANOTHER dumpster fire of a match knowing that the Hardcore Championship represents all of the problems with the business today? I don’t like any of it, and all of you know exactly why this is happening! This is all happening so I can be made into a joke. This is happening so you all can try to make an example out of me, and you know that very well.
(The crowd boos, and Mr. Wrestling XIX just shakes his head as he takes notice of it.)
Mr. Wrestling XIX: Listen to them. They all saw exactly what happened to me last week yet still have the nerve to disagree. This is happening because the commissioner of this brand has something against me, nothing else. If this was any other match, I’d have no problem facing you and educating you inside of the ring. I’d be perfectly fine with a match against TLA in any other scenario, just like I’d be fine with a match for any other Championship, but that’s not what’s happening. Instead… I’m being forced into a Hardcore match. I’m being forced to face you in the one situation I just can’t stand, and you know as well as I do that this whole mess is the furthest thing from “fair”. I’m not another name looking to run down this ramp and make a statement just for the sake of winning their first Championship. I’m focused on much more than that, and being stuck in yet another one of these matches for the second event in a row is not what I asked for.
(TLA has a grin on his face, clearly not too bothered by what Mr. Wrestling XIX has to say as the fans continue to boo.)
Mr. Wrestling XIX: I’m being messed with. I’m basically being made fun of here, and it shouldn’t even come as a surprise to me that you don’t take any of this seriously, either. What *does* anyone take seriously around here?? There are serious problems that need to be fixed, problems I joined this company for the sake of addressing, and this is the kind of treatment I’m receiving in return. It’s disgusting.
TLA: Tranquilo cabrón. Ain’t no need to come out here with all the coping and seething. All this rage and hostility ain’t been called for especially if you ain’t about to put it to use in the ring. Maybe I done got myself a little bit confused on what you all about. I figured that the homie literally called Mr. Wrestling would be all about getting he wrestling on. Pero it look like that not the case. So you know that I stay chill at all times. Just not giving no fucks about what y’all wanna do cuz I am a hardened veterano up in this game. I’ve been saying it since even before I won this championship. Y’all might not have been listening so imma say it again real quick. Escuchame holmes I be reppin’ this Hardcore championship cuz it be representing wrestling in all of its forms. All of its styles. Don’t matter if you new school. Don’t matter if you old school. Don’t matter if you Ivy League. Don’t matter if you preschool. You come for the champ? It don’t even matter what the match be. Imma win that shit regardless.
Mr. Wrestling XIX: :usure: Really? I understand how this company works, TLA. More often than not you don’t get to make it to the Hall of Fame without getting your hands dirty, and seeing the lengths you went to just to get your hands on that Hardcore Championship, it wouldn’t surprise me at all if you were just another Elitist on the roster that relies on these stipulations just for the sake of making up for their faults as a wrestler. Instead of improvement you take the easy way out and rely on weapons, barbed wire and tables. That’s how things work, but not with me. If you really want to impress me TLA, you need to be able to show me that you’re more than Chamber of Blood and Hardcore matches. You have to show me that you can go up against me even when there’s absolutely nothing for you to rely on besides your own wrestling ability. If you’re really fine with any stipulation, then why don’t you live up to your words and just ignore all this Hardcore garbage this place likes to promote. Why not make our match something actually interesting, like PURE Rules?
(The fans seem surprised to hear this, and while there’s initially a loud reaction, the fans quickly quiet down to hear what TLA has to say.)
TLA: Iight works for me amigo. At Territorial Invasion we gonna be having a PURE RULES MATCH FOR THE EAW HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!!! But just like I said imma be retaining regardless of the stipulation. Cuz y’all can talk all that talk all you want about me. Tryna act like you ain’t know my rep. Telling me that I’m someone who is afraid of improvement. You look like someone who should be old enough to know who I am and what I do but maybe y’all had yo head buried under a rock for the last ten years so lemme spell it out for yo hatin’ ass. I ain’t the one scurred of different stipulations and different styles. I’ll take you on in any kind of match no matter what y’all think you want I’m up for the challenge and going to prove to you that I can throw down in any environment. Cuz that is what this Hardcore Championship is all about. You saying that Pure Rules is your kind of match? That works for me homie. Cuz at TI? Imma be the one invading yo territory and straight up conquering that shit.
(A smirk appears on Mr. Wrestling XIX’s face for the first time since he walked out, clearly happy with the way things turned out.)
Mr. Wrestling XIX: Yeah we’ll just have to see about that, won’t we? In any case, I’m glad you were willing to cooperate. Just don’t go making excuses when I turn out to be the better wrestler.
(The fans boo for Mr. Wrestling XIX, and before long ‘Ambitionz az a Ridah’ begins to play once again. TLA and Mr. Wrestling have a staredown, not saying anything else.)
James Peters: It’s interesting enough seeing the Hardcore Championship defended in different stipulations, but I didn’t expect PURE Rules to be the Territorial Invasion match!
Rich Russillo: Mr. Wrestling made an offer and TLA accepted it, clearly not afraid of whatever Mr. Wrestling has planned. In a few weeks we’ll see whether or not that was the right choice, though. After all, giving your challenger what they want is typically a very bold move.
Persephone: Great… I have nothing to look forward to with this match now, I guess.
(Mr. Wrestling turns and walks to the back, meanwhile TLA is seen raising his Hardcore Championship. From there, Voltage begins fading out.)
(Promotional ad for Territorial Invasion, where TLA defends his Hardcore Championship against Mr. Wrestling XIX in a PURE Rules match.)
( Voltage returns to the show, with Bella Braxton already standing at the corner of the ring. She’s about to announce the upcoming competition on this show tonight at Telenor Arena in Oslo, Norway. )
Bella Braxton: THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
( ‘Rain’ by VKL hits the PA system to a loud boo from the crowd as Sorn slowly walks out and shows a big smirk on his face. Sorn taunts the camera to come closer as she slaps his abs and shows off some little six-pack he got there, then looks out to the crowd and tells them to shut up. The boos get louder, but he simply smiles and heads straight to the ring. )
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST!… FROM OSAKA, JAPAN!… WEIGHING IN AT 167 POUNDS!… ‘THE RISING TALENT’ !!!!!!!!!!…. SORNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!
( Sorn enters the ring with a confident grin on his face, looking up at the camera and smiling even bigger for the fans. He slowly backs himself into the corner, leaning against it and gazing up at the air before looking back down. He sits, seemingly sizing up his opponent. Then, ‘Too Old to Die Young’ by Brother Dege begins to play, eliciting a mixed reaction from the crowd. Mia Stentero walks out, sporting a smirk of her own. She appears to be just as confident as Sorn is at the moment. Sorn is already waiting for her in the ring, calling out to her from the corner. He beckons for her to get into the ring, but she continues to walk slowly from the stage, seemingly unaffected by his taunts. She lets Sorn continue to all out to her as Mia makes her deliberate entrance to the ring for her scheduled match on Voltage tonight. )
Bella Braxton: HIS OPPONENT!… FROM KEY WEST, FLORIDA!… WEIGHING IN AT 115 POUNDS!… ‘LA DESPERADA’ !!!!!!!!… MIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!…. SANTOROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
( Mia steps into the ring, both competitors sharing confident smiles as they lock eyes. Sorn leans back against his corner, getting ready for the match, while Mia adjusts herself, her gaze shifting from Sorn to the potential victory she aims to secure tonight. )
( DING DING DING! )
James Peters: And this match is underway! Sorn will be taking on Mia Santoro as both elitists are already in the ring, so here we go! Both elitists are pretty confused there tonight, especially with Sorn. He hasn’t been sitting well since his loss at Reckless Wiring, so tonight, he could be picking up some on Sunday night Voltage signs to Mia Santoro. We are going to see how things are going to unfold here for Sorn!
Rich Russillo: Both competitors have been around here for not so long. Even Sorn has been signed with EAW for a long time ago as well, but his appearance hasn’t been counted into the big number just yet. Same goes to Mia, who has just been the newest addition to the Voltage roster as well as the women’s division. So, this is definitely a newcomer showcase match, as you said, James.
James Peters: Sorn and Mia step out of their respective corners and they join each other at the center of the ring as they both got a collar and elbow tie-up! Sorn immediately pushes her right back to the ropes, the self-proclaimed king of pro wrestling doesn’t wait much longer to show this dominance against his opponent there, sending Mia herself across the ring down to the ropes and waiting for her to bounce them off! Mia rebounds off the ropes, Sorn runs in and takes her down quickly with a shoulder tackle!
Rich Russillo: Mia drops to the ground, Sorn runs down to the ropes and looking to shoot himself back at Mia from the ropes! Mia drops down to the ground and slides suddenly, Sorn backing off the ropes as well. Mia pops off the ground and catches Sorn, trying to go for an arm drag but Sorn intercepts himself at the center of the ring, switching positions and sending Mia crashing to the ground with a quick arm drag!
James Peters: Mia is sent right down to the mat and ends up rolling down to the corner there. Sorn still has eyes on her there, and Mia slowly picks herself off the mat by pulling the second rope. Sorn now runs, looking for a quick running back elbow at the corner to Mia!
Persephone: Well…. he doesn’t get it.
Rich Russillo: SWING AND A MISS! Sorn just launches himself into the corner as Mia manages to push herself off the corner in time! Sorn now stuck in the corner, Mia comes back and hits him with a Dropkick while he’s stuck in the corner! Sorn is now stunned, Mia has the advantage of the situation and drags herself to both feet off the ground, seizing Sorn from the front and sending him flying off the ground!… Snap Suplex taking Sorn down! Mia pushes him over and goes for a quick cover on Sorn!
ONEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!
James Peters: SORN KICKS OUT!
Persephone: Of course, he’s going to kick out of that. Nobody uses Snap Suplex as a finisher. Get it right.
James Peters: Mia has managed to handle the situation at this point against Sorn. That Snap Suplex is enough to keep Sorn down on the ground here. Mia still has her focus on this competition and is now picking Sorn off the ground with her back to both feet quickly. Mia turns Sorn back all around, and she tries to lift Sorn off the mat and send him flying across her head with a Dragon Suplex! Sorn’s quick back elbow counters, stopping himself from getting his neck driven to the ground by the power of the Dragon Suplex just in time! Sorn serves up a taste of his own medicine with a back elbow, making Mia hit the reverse gear in a hurry. He’s not done yet, shifting gears and making a U-turn, sprinting right back at her, aiming to deliver a Superkick at her!
Persephone: Did he get caught again? Come on, do better! This isn’t high school anymore!
Rich Russillo: Indeed, his right foot was just caught by Mia’s both hands in time, as Mia just avoided herself from danger that was coming right at her jaw there. Mia swiftly sends Sorn’s right foot away as Sorn trips back down to the ropes and almost falls down to the mat outside there! Mia stands, staring at Sorn, and then she looks to send him over the ropes with a running clothesline! Sorn charges right back at her, and with a low dropkick, he shoots towards both of Mia’s legs, sending her face crashing onto the ground! Sorn rolls back upon his feet, and Mia still tries to capitalize herself!…
James Peters: ROLLING SAVATE KICK TO THE SIDE OF HER HEAD!… ROUNDHOUSE KICK FROM THE OTHER SIDE! MIA NOW HASN’T BEEN MENTALLY WELL, THE RIGHT AFTER TWO SHARP KICKS JUST LEFT HER HEAD RATTLED LIKE THAT!
Rich Russillo: The rising talent may be close to entering a new chapter here! Sorn has Mia stunned after two kicks connected to her head, leaving her in a dazed position, disoriented, and now sending her flying off the ground!…
James Peters: Suplex connects by Sorn!… Oh, and he wasn’t done there. Sorn rolls back off the ground to his feet and still has Mia locked up in a suplex position!…. ANOTHER SUPLEX BY SORN! SORN JUST PULLED OUT TWO AMIGOS ON HER, LEAVING MIA LYING ON THE GROUND AFTER THOSE KICKS AND TWO CONSECUTIVE SUPLEXES! SORN HOOKS THE LEGS AND GOES FOR A COVER ON MIA!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
James Peters: MIA KICKS OUT!
Rich Russillo: She’s still staying strong in this comeback, even as Sorn tries to put her down as much as he possibly can at the moment. Mia just kicks out before the count of three, leaving Sorn with some work that he still has to finish there. But Sorn’s determination could be even more determined in this match there.
Persephone: Both are pretty much underwhelming, still, just like the rest of the Voltage roster these days, so I’m really not expecting much from this match and whoever the winner could be. If they win, that’s cool, but it’s not like I’m going to care or anything. I’m just going to go to bed.
James Peters: Sorn is able to drop Mia down to the ground just like that and quickly heads up to the second rope, seemingly a bit perturbed in this competition so far, but he still aims to win this match. Sorn positions himself on the second rope, and Mia starts recovering now! Sorn already has it all planned out, and he looks to send himself flying from the second rope! Planning to execute that ‘MX’ Codebreaker from the second rope that could potentially finish her off there!
Rich Russillo: HE MISSES IT AGAIN! Sorn flies off, and he’s just about to connect, but Mia sidesteps just a little, and Sorn lands on the ring’s ground! Mia quickly picks Sorn off the mat right into a suplex position… SAITO SUPLEX FROM MIA!
James Peters: SORN FLIPS OUT OF THE SAITO SUPLEX! Both feet land on the ground, leaving Mia stunned by the situation as she turns around and sees Sorn almost falling backward from almost losing his balance but managing to lean against the ropes. Mia rushes at Sorn and tries to strike him down immediately, but Sorn sidesteps, leaving Mia hitting the ropes instead!….
Rich Russillo: SORN STANDS UPRIGHT BEHIND HER, AND A SPINNING BACK KICK CONNECTS TO THE BACK OF HER HEAD! SORN THEN SPRINGS OFF THE ROPES AND COMES AT MIA FROM THE FRONT, SEEKING TO GO FOR A HURRICANRANA TO TAKE HER DOWN!
James Peters: SUPERKICK! MIA WITH A SUPERKICK KNOCKS SORN OUT COLD AT THE CENTER OF THE RING! HE IMMEDIATELY DROPS RIGHT TO THE GROUND AS SOON AS THE STRIKE CONNECTS, HITTING HIS JAW HARD! SORN COLLAPSES TO THE MAT, AND MIA PROMPTLY GOES FOR A COVER ON HIM AFTER THE KICK LANDS PERFECTLY! MIA LOOKS TO SECURE A QUICK VICTORY AFTER SORN FAILED TO HIT A HURRICANRANA!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
James Peters: SORN STILL KICKS OUT!
Persephone: Alright, I’m starting to get tired of this. I hope this ordeal ends sooner because I don’t really want to sit through this anymore. I thought that was it, but no, I thought that was it, and now… when will this match actually be done, honestly?
Rich Russillo: Did you catch that? Mia just nailed him so hard that I thought it was game over! So, Mia with an out-of-the-blue Superkick that had Sorn hitting the mat like a ton of bricks! Can I get a playback? I want to see that Superkick again, even if it’s not a heavy hitter from her!
Persephone: Shut up.
Rich Russillo: Sorry.
James Peters: Sorn surely doesn’t sit well right after that Superkick connected with him, and Mia still has her ground solid against Sorn there. Mia now slowly gets on her feet and picking Sorn off the mat as swiftly as she possibly can. Mia now has the inkling that she could possibly be wrapping things up here, and Sorn is already down on the canvas. Mia backs into the corner and then springs into action! MIA COULD BE AIMING FOR HER SHOOTING STAR PRESS IN THAT POSITION OF SORN THERE!
Rich Russillo: MIA JUMPS HIGH, AND SHE IS REALLY GOING FOR ‘EYE IN THE SKY,’ THE NAME OF HER SHOOTING STAR PRESS, BUT SORN JUST CAUGHT HER WITH BOTH KNEES LIFTED UP. BOTH LAND RIGHT ON BOTH KNEES, LEAVING HER GUT FEELING THE PAIN OF THOSE KNEES BEING CONNECTED! AND LOOK! SORN HOOKS HER UP BY THE BACK OF HER NECK AND TURNS HER INTO AN INSIDE CRADLE ROLL-UP! THERE! SORN LOOKS TO STEAL THIS ONE!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Rich Russillo: CLOSE CALL BUT MIA STILL KICKS OUT!
Persephone: She definitely doesn’t see that coming, which I’m saying makes her pretty stupid for attempting something so easily countered. I’m remembering that’s the simplest move to counter, and for her to fall for it this far, it’s dumb. I really wish she could showcase better wrestling somewhere else or simply avoid attempting that ever again.’
Rich Russillo: Sorn has everything under his control once again, and Mia is still reeling from both knees that she just dropped her weight onto. Sorn lifts himself off the ground onto both feet, and his eyes fixate on Mia. Mia is still down and hurting from the knee blow. She tries to gather herself from the ground, but Sorn snags her into a DDT hold instead! Sorn then switches gears and swiftly lands an Open-Handed Chop! Sorn hurls Mia towards the ropes in a flash, and smoothly takes her down with a Hurricanrana! The Hurricanrana plants Mia firmly on the canvas…. AND SORN TRANSITIONS RIGHT INTO A CROSS ARMBREAKER! WHAT A STRATEGY BY SORN! HE THOSE THE MOVES SO SMOOTHLY, AND NOW HE HAS HER LOCKED IN A CROSS ARMBREAKER AS WELL! HOW MIA WILL EVEN MANAGE TO ESCAPE FROM THAT?
James Peters: THE CROSS ARMBREAKER MIGHT BE SEARCHING FOR THE END OF THIS MATCH FOR SORN HERE, POTENTIALLY SEALING HIS VICTORY AND HEADING HOME VICTORIOUS. WILL SORN BE ABLE TO PULL IT OFF, OR WILL MIA PERSEVERE IN THIS MATCH, REFUSING TO SUBMIT AND LEAVING THE EMOTION AS A LOSER? WHAT COULD MIA BE CONTEMPLATING IN THAT SITUATION? SHE REALLY HAS TO MAKE A MOVE PRONTO, OR ELSE THIS MATCH COULD END UP AS A BITTER DEFEAT FOR HER!
Persephone: She could have gotten out of there without getting into trouble, but whatever. Hey, everyone, let’s get excited for nothing that has ever been interesting! Woohoo!
James Peters: WAIT, MIA QUICKLY COMES BACK OFF THE GROUND TO BOTH FEET WHILE SORN STILL MAINTAINS A GRIP ON HER ARM. SHE EXPERTLY ROLLS SORN DOWN! SORN, BOTH SHOULDERS, ARE DOWN ON THE MAT WHILE SHE MAINTAINS THE HOLD! DOES HE EVEN KNOW WHAT’S HAPPENING RIGHT NOW?
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THREEEEEEEE-
James Peters: MIA WAS ABOUT TO SECURE THE VICTORY, BUT NO! SORN IS ABLE TO REALIZE WHAT’S HAPPENING IN TIME AND HE JUST GETS OUT OF THERE! SORN ROLLS BACK ONTO HIS FEET, AND MIA’S ARM IS STILL HURTING FROM THE CROSS ARMBREAKER! SORN BOUNCES BACK AND RUNS PAST HER!… SPRINGBOARD CUTTER CONNEC-
Rich Russillo: HE JUMPS RIGHT INTO ‘DEVIL’S LUCK’ ! CRUCIFIX ARMBAR BY MIA! SORN IS LCOKED IN!…. AND HE’S UNABLE TO FIGHT OUT OF IT!!!! SORN TAPS OUT! IT’S OVER! MIA WITH A WIN!
( DING DING DING! )
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER!… MIA SANTORO!
James Peters: Quite a win by Mia Santoro!
Persephone: Oh great, now we can move on, right?!
Rich Russillo: Mia notches another victory on her belt, delivering a resounding message to the locker room yet again. But, let’s give credit to her opponent as well, Sorn didn’t come to the ring just to waste time either! Both contenders have really stepped up tonight, showcasing how both newcomers are making leaps and bounds in their quest for greatness. Hats off to Mia Santoro for securing another win!
( ‘Too Old to Die Young’ by Brother Dege plays as Mia steps off the canvas and the referee hoists her hand as the triumphant victor of this showdown, while Sorn is seen frustrated on the outside before making a swift exit to the back after his defeat tonight. Mia basks in her clear-cut victory over Sorn just as Voltage fades out. )
(Voltage fades to the backstage area, and once there Sofia Clarke is seen standing in front of the camera. She has a smile on her face and she is seen with a microphone in her hand, but Sofia is not alone. She’s seen with Donovan Duke, and while the fans cheer loudly seeing Donovan tonight on Voltage, it’s very clear that Donovan isn’t in the best mood following Bloodsport, where he came very close to winning the EAW World Championship but was ultimately unsuccessful. After a few seconds Sofia begins to speak, still looking towards the camera.)
Sofia Clarke: Ladies and gentlemen, right now I’m here with Donovan Duke following an incredible match for the EAW World Championship back at Bloodsport.
(The fans once again begin cheering loudly, and Sofia turns to Donovan.)
Sofia Clarke: Donovan, at Bloodsport you were only a second away from becoming World Champion for the first time in your career. Things may not have gone to plan, but I’m sure many would agree that your performance in that match was amazing. Do you have any thoughts following that fatal four way?
(Donovan takes a bit to think, still feeling the effects of the brutal cage of death. It takes some time, but eventually he is able to find an answer to Sofia’s question and begin speaking.)
Donovan Duke: To be honest, it just hurts more knowing how close I was to finally winning that World Championship. During that three count, I thought it was done. I thought it was over. I had the match won and I knew it, yet in the blink of an eye it all went out the window, and I was left laid out while Drake King of all people was able to leave that cage with the title. It’s frustrating. I’ve talked about it before, I’ve said it multiple times, but when I see so many people I respect like Bronson Daniels, Limmy Monaghan, and Adam Lucas finally become a World Champion after years of fighting to reach that spot, I want to be able to stand right up there with them. I’ve talked about how much my National Elite Championship reign meant to me and I’ll never be anything but proud of what I was able to do with that title, but that doesn’t mean I’m not interested in achieving more. Everyone in this business wants to do bigger and better things and in that regard I’m not much different. I thought Bloodsport would be the time I successfully do that, and it wasn’t. I’m not happy with that, and moving forward I want to do better.
Sofia Clarke: With that in mind, what’s next for Donovan Duke? What do you plan to do going forward?
(Much like the last question, this causes Donovan to think. However, he’s not able to find an answer to this question as easily as the previous one.)
Donovan Duke: I wish I could give you a better answer, but I’m not so sure. When the season started I chose to challenge for the EAW World Championship, and I did so with the belief that I could win. Returning to Voltage empty handed I know I’ll have to pick myself back up and actually prove I deserve another Championship match before I’m in the position to go around making challenges again, but that won’t be easy. I understand Territorial Invasion is coming up, and that’s one of the biggest events of the season. I’m sure most people will have a good idea of what they’ll be doing at the show before long, but I can’t say the same for myself. As of right now, I’ve got nothing. I’m not too sure where I go from here, and I can’t really make any promises other than saying I’ll do better. I was able to move forward before and I’ll definitely be doing it now, but it won’t be easy. I guess all I can say is to wait and see. Maybe soon enough, I can leave Bloodsport in the past.
Sofia Clarke: Well Donovan, I-
???: It’s okay, we’ll take it from here.
(Donovan Duke turns, clearly caught off guard, and Cameron Ella Ava walks into the camera’s view. She’s not alone either, as the Captain of Voltage’s Brand Warfare team is joined by the Unified Tag Team Champions, Holly Arrow and Harper Lee. Cameron looks towards Sofia Clarke.)
Cameron Ella Ava: You don’t mind, right?
(Sofia just looks around at everyone, before slowly turning and walking away from the area.)
Donovan Duke: I can’t say I was expecting to see the three of you, but I was in the middle of something. What is this about?
Cameron Ella Ava: Well I overheard your interview just now, and you’re not the only one that’s not happy with how Bloodsport turned out. I was looking forward to defeating Dr. Bethany Blue and finally putting her in her place after everything I’ve been forced to put up with, but things didn’t go as planned so instead of me giving her what she deserved, Bethany escaped that explosion with one of the biggest wins of her entire career. I’m sure her ego has skyrocketed since, but that’s behind me now. I said what I said at the start of the season, and with Territorial Invasion being only weeks away I don’t plan to spend the next few weeks worrying about what’s next for me. As the Captain of Voltage’s Brand Warfare team I already know what’s next, and what’s next is a match that provides a pretty good opportunity for everyone that takes part in it. I have a big responsibility on my hands and a Brand Warfare victory would look nice on my already stacked resume, so choosing the best possible team is the biggest priority for me right now. In fact… That’s why we’re here.
(The fans cheer but Donovan raises an eyebrow, surprised, but also a bit confused.)
Donovan Duke: Really? I figured this might’ve been about Brand Warfare, but is this actually an invitation?
Cameron Ella Ava: Well you did say you weren’t sure of what’s next, so it’s not like you have any other plans. I’ve been paying close attention to what moves my sister and Daryl have been making, and I’m going to have the best team possible heading into Brand Warfare. Why not include the longest reigning National Elite Champion of all time? Besides, I’ve been talking it out with my team, and I’m aware that you do have history with both Holly and Harper. You’ve faced them both many times and you and Holly are good enough friends. Team chemistry shouldn’t be an issue, and neither should your ability to hang with everyone on Showdown and Dynasty’s teams. I’m sure I didn’t make a mistake getting in the way of your interview and taking the time out of my day to have this conversation, so are you in, or will we need to find someone else?
(Donovan Duke takes some time to think about it, and Holly begins to speak.)
Holly Arrow: If anyone would know what you’re capable of it’s me Donovan, and I’m with Cameron, here. A legend as the team Captain and the Unified Tag Team Champions as the first two to join her already made this an amazing team, but we do need two more members. With you on the team and one more member to complete the group, this could be one of the best Brand Warfare teams we’ve seen in years. Harper and I are the Unified Tag Team Champions and we have never lost a match while working as a team. Cameron is one of the best to ever do it, and we both know just what you’re capable of. Things may not have gone your way back at Bloodsport, but I don’t think there’d be a better way to bounce back than by winning at Territorial Invasion in a match against Hall of Famers and former World Champions. Besides, it’s not like you don’t have the experience, right?
Harper Lee: Yeah, you were in Brand Warfare like just last year, weren’t you?
Donovan Duke: I was, although that didn’t exactly end well.
Harper Lee: Then we’re in the same boat. I already said back at Bloodsport that I had history with the Brand Warfare match and that I wanted to make things right, and since Holly and I are the best tag team in the world and undefeated and all that, I knew Voltage would be winning another Brand Warfare match the second Cam agreed to let us join the team. I’m planning to get the Brand Warfare win I rightfully deserve and I’m gonna do it regardless of who is chosen as our last two partners, but if there’s anyone that’d be useful to us I guess it’d be the guy that was like a punt kick away from becoming World Champion. So… You *are* joining, right Donny?
(Donovan looks at all three members of team Voltage, before slowly beginning to nod his head.)
Donovan Duke: Honestly, I was a bit skeptical at first. It’s not that I don’t know what I’m capable of, or that I’m doubting my abilities, but I wasn’t too sure whether I was really in the position to go and represent Voltage. Bloodsport left a bitter taste in my mouth, and I’m sure there are probably other Elitists who’d like to have received this kind of offer. Even now I want to make up for failing there right the wrong that occured last week, but you three aren’t wrong. Representing Voltage and helping the team win in a match that’ll be filled with some of the toughest challenges in the company would be a great way to bounce back, and maybe winning a match I wasn’t able to last year is the best way to move forward after Bloodsport. I’ll join you in the Brand Warfare match. I’m in.
(The fans once again are heard cheering loudly, and a grin appears on Cameron’s face as she shakes Donovan’s hand.)
Cameron Ella Ava: You made the right decision. Voltage is going to be the winning team after all, so we’ll need whoever is able to bring their best to Territorial Invasion. I don’t want to lose to Camille or Daryl, so we will be seeing the best out of you, right?
Donovan Duke: If entering the Brand Warfare match is what’s next for me, then you’ll be seeing that and more. I make sure to give every match 110 percent, no reason to change that now.
Cameron Ella Ava: Then it looks like this conversation wasn’t a mistake. We’ll need to be at our best if we want to win, because Brand Warfare is the type of match where basically anything can happen. Like Harper you’ve been in Brand Warfare and have witnessed that kind of chaos in person, so someone like yourself that has both competed in the match and broken records in the past makes a really good addition to the team.
Holly Arrow: With names like Theron Nikolas, Chris Elite and Scott Diamond in the match it definitely won’t be easy, but this team is getting better and better. I have no doubt we’ll be winning Brand Warfare, and that kind of win will look really good for all of us heading back to Voltage.
(Harper laughs before beginning to speak.)
Harper Lee: :mjlol: I wouldn’t be worried about those guys anyway. The last thing either Chris or Theron did worth talking about happened like two seasons ago, and Scott Diamond isn’t anything we can’t handle. Other two brands are gonna want to start picking up the slack, ’cause guys like Drake Armstrong aren’t gonna cut it. With POTARA, Cam and Donny all on one team, we know exactly how this is gonna go.
Holly Arrow: Voltage is going to sweep Brand Warfare for yet another year in a row?
Harper Lee: Exactly!
(A grin appears on Holly’s face, and she turns back towards Donovan.)
Holly Arrow: I’m glad you decided to join the team. Usually when we share the ring it’s as opponents rather than partners.
Donovan Duke: Glad to be part of the team, I’m looking forward to actually winning Brand Warfare this time around.
(Donovan turns to Cameron before continuing.)
Donovan Duke: Thanks for the offer. You won’t regret it.
Cameron Ella Ava: Good. If everything goes right, then once Brand Warfare is over it’ll be exactly like you said. What happened last week will all be left in the past, and we can all move on to getting what we want.
(Cameron smirks before beginning to walk away from the area, with both members of POTARA beginning to leave in the same direction. Donovan thinks about the upcoming match at Territorial Invasion, now knowing exactly what’s next for him, before turning and beginning to walk away in the opposite direction.)
(Promotional ad for Territorial Invasion, where the Hall of Fame Showcase match will take place.)
( As Voltage returned from commercial break, the scene enveloped the camera lens; as the viewers at home were taken backstage of the Telenor Arena; where we would get a nice view of two of the four Elitist’s to open the Voltage Premium Live Event, Bloodsport, only a week ago . . .None other than Ruler, and Alex Myers. The two resided closely to some crates, Ruler leaning on one as Alex stood in front of him; arms crossed. Neither one had a joyful look on their face, with both of them being extremely pessimistic seeing as Ruler, nor Alex were able to capture the EAW World Championship at last week’s show. Alex sighed, shaking their head as they slowly looked up towards Ruler, who simply couldn’t relinquish an angered look off of his face. )
Ruler: This isn’t it.
Alex Myers: You’re telling me.
Ruler: No, no you don’t get it. This isn’t IT. This isn’t what was supposed to happen; this isn’t what SHOULD have happened… Not this. No, no – it shouldn’t have been LIKE this. Why am I not standing here… As a matter of fact, Why am I not standing out THERE as EAW World Champion right now?
( Alex can’t help but grow further into their saddened nature hearing Ruler’s words; of course having been the one to take the pin, it was a hard pill to swallow now only for themselves knowing they squandered their OWN opportunity, but Ruler’s as well in the process. )
Ruler: I have been doing this for far too long. This run around the bush game that I can only BARELY see my end goal beyond the hedge; and just when I’m about to catch up? What I want escapes beyond my grasp to the point where I can’t even see it in the SLIGHTEST anymore. I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve to have to go through the process again; when I should be at the very top of the Rank’s here in Voltage, and garnering myself ANOTHER Title shot.
Alex Myers: . . . And what exactly do you want me to say here? Bloodsport wasn’t good for anyone of us not named Drake King. Bloodsport was a show that we ALL wanted to leave with something, but none of us got that happy ending – that’s it. It’s a hard pill to swallow, especially for me, Ruler. And for as angry as you are? Imagine how angry I am. Boiling, to my core – because I was the one who got pinned. That’s lit a fire under me, but as motivated as I might be? I’m being dragged through this pessimistic nature because at the end of the day I WAS the one who came up short.
( Ruler stayed silent for a moment, he wasn’t going to argue that Alex clearly foiled his opportunity for him; but there was some slight understanding from Ruler in terms of the point Alex was trying to make. )
Ruler: Alex, what I think you fail to understand here is that I am not alright with simply being a ‘luck of the draw’ Elitist. I’m not willing to sit in the back for another six months, just to wait for the mere POSSIBILITY to become a World Champion again. I want to be a constant. I want to be a permanent face in the Upper Card, and that opportunity is very well being pulled from me because of something I could not control.
Alex Myers: I get that, and if you need any sort of consolation? Of course it wasn’t your fault that you didn’t leave Bloodsport as Champion – but what does complaining do now? Absolutely nothing. It’s in my interest just as much as yours to get back to that big stage. To get back to the point where I can challenge Drake King; because I know I can deliver a better performance then I did at Bloodsport, GUARANTEED. I’m just as determined as you are not to let that be the end of my saga with the EAW World Championship; but right now? We need to focus less on complaining, and more on GARNERING these opportunities to climb that ladder faster; so we don’t NEED to wait six months for the opportunity to even look in Drake’s direction. You get me?
( Alex offered, clearly trying to make some sort of constructive path over the whole situation, despite clearly being upset that this was the position they were in to begin with. )
Ruler: Opportunities, huh?
( Ruler said, scoffing at the idea that he’d have to build himself up yet again; clearly still feeling robbed, though as he shared a look with Alex . . .He sighed. )
Ruler: Fine. I won’t dismiss the fact that an opportunity isn’t what I need to contend; an opportunity is what I need to CHALLENGE. I don’t think I should be here right now – but if this is the cards I am going to be dealt, so be it. I’m willing and ready to do absolutely everything to get back to the top . . .And since you are as well? Maybe I’ll see you there.
( Ruler says, finding some sort of common round as Alex nods their head; a slight grin coming across their face amidst their despondency, as Alex slowly lifts up a fist towards Ruler. )
Alex Myers: See you there.
( Myers said, Ruler looking down to Alex’s fist; trading a look back to their eyes for a moment… Before accepting the fist bump. )
Ruler: Try not to fumble things again for me next time then, alright?
Alex Myers: Can’t promise that. After all, if I’m the one leaving with the World Title next time I get a chance, I doubt there is a clause in that contract that’d allow any sort of sharing; better luck next, next time.
( Alex replied, a smirk still on their face; which Ruler offers a small one back, before retreating back to his frown; clearly still unhappy about things regardless of clearing things up with Alex. )
Alex Myers: Alright, I’m gonna get going, see ya’ around?
Ruler: Uhuh. I’ll see you arou–
???: Fucks sake!
( Both Ruler and Alex’s attention shifted slowly, as a voice carrying an aggravated tone hollered out in their hallway, clearly also sharing that pessimistic mood as the two looked over to where it was emitted from; raising an eyebrow as they turned to see none other than Minerva; supposedly walking towards her locker-room, carrying an extremely annoyed outwards demeanor; after finding out earlier tonight about Jamie O’Hara’s choice between her and Rex when considering his team for the Territorial Invasion War Games Match. )
Minerva: Absolute stupidity to its core. Such an idiotic decision considering the fact I beat Rex’s ass bloody just a week ago.
( Minerva muttered out, though her voice projecting enough for Ruler and Alex to listen in on her angered rant; Minerva however not acknowledging them as she continued down the hall-way, looking to past them without a word. )
Ruler: Hmph.
( Ruler chuckled to himself; causing Minerva to halt in her steps for a moment, cocking an eyebrow as she slowly turned towards the two. )
Minerva: Something funny?
( Minerva inquired, clearly concerned that Ruler was finding her situation laughable; as Ruler continued to rest against the contained, unconcerned. )
Ruler: Me? I’m just enjoying the latest news surrounding my brand, is all. But by all means, you seem very busy in your sulking; so feel free to keep it moving.
Minerva: Me in my sulking? Isn’t that rather ironic coming from you?
( Minerva retorted, causing a scowl to come back onto Ruler’s face; clearly unamused at the fact Minerva was poking at his failures at Bloodsport. Ruler slowly leaned off the crate, moving towards Minerva as the two grew very close. )
Ruler: I wouldn’t worry about my business, because unlike you? I didn’t air my problems out in the open to nobody, for all ears to hear. Now, I’ll refer to you once more, Minerva. Get to moving. . .
( Ruler said, raising a hand as he pushed her lightly in the shoulder, forcing her to move back ever so slightly. )
Ruler: Or I will make you move. Your call.
( Minerva’s anger was shown CLEARLY through a balled fist; Ruler not backing down however as he stood firmly, not backing down as Alex simply took position sitting atop the crate; not willing to become apart of the mess that was about to unfold. )
Ruler: Do I need to tell you once more? Minerva, get to moving –
( BAM! Before Ruler could finish his sentence; he was CAUGHT by a right hand from Minerva right against the jaw, sending him back ever so slightly… BUT RULER WAS READY TO GO! Brawling back as he came forward and raised a fist to connect against Minerva’s jaw; as the two began going back and forth with rights and lefts to each other’s face; CLEARLY exercising their anger out on one another! )
Alex Myers: Oh boy…
( Alex sighed, watching as Ruler FLUNG Minerva into the opposing crates; though even that wasn’t much of a deterrent to her as she came back with a KICK to the gut of Ruler… BUT HE CAUGHT THE LEG! Ruler catching the leg of Minerva; before dropping it to the ground… AND CATCHING HER WITH A SPINNING ELBOW! Minerva staggered back for the moment as she held her jaw, clearly a bit stunned; but Ruler wasn’t done with his assault yet, pushing closer towards her; LOOKING TO LAND HIS ‘REVOLUTIONIZER’ ROUNDHOUSE KICK… BUT MINERVA EVADED IT! Ducking down as she hit the floor, clearly still taken aback by the elbow; as Ruler was ready to improvise some offense further – )
???: What is going ON over here?!
( Though a voice cut off Ruler’s train of thought slowly, as he turned slowly behind him to where the voice was coming from… Revealing it to be none other, than Jack Ripley. )
Jack Ripley: So I can’t hold interviews in peace now? All I want to do is get a moment with Sofia Clarke and every time I try to get a word in I hear some sort of BANGING or CLASHING noise! Can you two just cut it out!?
( Jack said, clearly irritated at the interruptions to his segment; as Ruler just raised an eyebrow. )
Ruler: My apologies for inconveniencing such an important segment where I’m sure you’ll just cry about losing to Jamie O’Hara last week; I’ll try to improvise the times that I fight a little more convenient for your schedule – how about that?
( Ruler inquired sarcastically towards Jack, clearly not enthused that Ripley decided to intervene for whatever reason; as he was this close to disposing of Minerva. )
Jack Ripley: Yeah, that’d be perfect; because your improvised scuffles over here are taking time away from me, and I’m not settling for that. Now if you’ll excuse me, a little quieter – will ya’?
( Jack required, clearly unfazed by the sarcasm of Ruler; as he turned back from where he came, hoping Ruler got the memo; though clearly based on the look that resided on Ruler’s face, he thought otherwise; as Jack began to slowly walk off, THOUGH RULER HAD OTHER PLANS; RUNNING TOWARDS JACK AS HE LOOKED TO ATTACK HIM FROM BEHIND WITH A CLOBBERING BLOW TO THE NECK – BUT JACK WAS READY FOR IT!! TURNING AROUND AS HE BEAT RULER TO THE PUNCH, BLASTING HIM IN THE FACE AS RULER WAS SENT BACK; STUNNED BY THE SUDDEN JAB – )
( AND AS RULER WAS LAUNCHED BACKWARDS; MINERVA WAS UP – SPINNING HEEL KICK! MINERVA HITTING RULER WITH THE MOVE HE TRIED TO INFLICT ON HER, AS RULER HIT THE GROUND HARD; CLEARLY STUNNED! )
Alex Myers: ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT – ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!
( Alex said, clearly seeing things going too far as both Jack and Minerva clearly were eyeing down Ruler; forcing Myers to hop off the crate and go towards the action, placing a hand on the back of Jack; clearly trying to destress the entire situation and maintain a level of peace. )
Alex Myers: We’re not doing this right now, just BACK off –
( Though in the heat of the situation, Jack was ready to swing on anything and everything; as he instantly jerked around and LEVELED Alex in the face with an ELBOW to the jaw! Sending Alex down to the floor, disoriented from the sudden blow as Jack looked down towards them; clearly working off of instinct, as Myers rested against the ground; holding their jaw in agony, as Jack looked towards Minerva who was stretching out; feeling the pain of the brawl that was unfolding previously, as the two looked towards each other. )
Minerva: Appreciate that. Regardless, if your help was intentional or not.
( Hearing that, Jack nodded towards Minerva; some sort of respect being shared between the two in that moment. )
Jack Ripley: Don’t mention it.
( He replied, slowly beginning to walk off from the scuffle that had went on, Ruler and Alex still resting on the floor; slowly recovering from their injuries as Minerva looked on, specifically eyeing Ruler as she scoffed; shaking her head, before back pedaling away slowly away from the altercation; as the camera began to zoom further on Myers and Ruler on the ground, before fading away to the action set in the ring, up next. )
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton in the ring.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘Attention’ By Doja Cat hits. Sierra Everett makes her way out to the ring reminding the fans she is “Simply Better” as she enters the ring laughing and with a shit eating grin on her face. She seems fine following her confrontation with Roberto De La Rosa, seemingly choosing to focus on the match ahead of her as she looks to live up to her words and move on from Bloodsport.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first from Charlotte, North Carolina weighing in at 130 pounds she is “The Crown Jewel” SIERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRA EVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRETTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Sierra Everett is definitely an Elitist not to be underestimated. She can hang with the best of them and tonight she is looking to get a win despite claiming that her opponent this week is in her words “mediocre”.
James Peters: Korey Gaines and Sierra Everett got into some heated words this week. This match might be surprisingly personal for Korey after Sierra took a lot of hurtful shots.
( The World Is Mine – The Lost Themes hits!!!)
Bella Braxton: And her opponent from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma weighing in at 170 pounds he is “The Extreme” KORRRRRRRRRRRRREY GAINESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!
(Korey Gaines makes his way to the ring looking very smug as he seems to be upset with Sierra Everett before even entering the ring. It is clear he has been anticipating this match and getting some payback for what she said about him this week.)
Rich Russillo: It is kind of hard to believe but Korey Gaines originally joined EAW coming up on something like four, five years now? That is a bit crazy but he is quickly becoming a veteran here and that means you can’t underestimate him when it comes to experience.
James Peters: That is all facts. Korey Gaines could very well establish himself as a respected veteran and locker room leader here in EAW and defeating Sierra Everett would go a long way towards his cred if that is indeed his goal.
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: We are underway as these professional wrestlers are going to wrestle in the wrestling ring. Sierra Everett charges in at Korey Gaines who locks up with her aggressively. They are fighting for position now as Korey overpowers Sierra shoving her backwards. But Sierra remains on her feet and regains her composure before looking to get right back on into the fight against Korey. Sierra taking her time pacing around the ring as Korey looks pretty pleased with himself. But he better get ready because here comes Sierra! Sierra with the lockup! And Korey has his arm twisted around behind his back with an Armbar! Fierce armbar by Sierra who yanks it around and gets Korey down on his back! But Korey rolls out of it rolling across the ring to free his arm and rolls back up to his feet!
James Peters: Korey Gaines with a reversal as now he has the armbar applied on Sierra Everett but Sierra rolls out of it so Korey bashes her on the back of the neck with repeated armbars. Sierra flips over but Korey stays on her hooking the leg and going into a somewhat messy but effective cover!!!
Referee: ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN-
Rich Russillo: Quick kickout there from Sierra Everett who most definitely was not going to be staying down for the count off that one. But obviously Korey Gaines is just trying to wear her out. Both competitors back up as Korey charges in with a Running Kick to the chest! But Sierra grabs the leg in time and flips Korey upwards causing him to land down hard on his back! Sierra now with the cover!
Referee: ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN-
James Peters: Kickout from Korey Gaines with authority bouncing Sierra Everett across the ring. Both competitors back up as Sierra grabs the arm of Korey and yanks it around back into another armbar this time. Hard kick to the gut from Sierra before yanking the arm of Korey and whipping him across the ring. Korey runs the ropes as Sierra catches him and throws him forward with an Arm Toss across the ring! No! Korey manages to maintain his footing as he struggles with Sierra for position! But Sierra kicks him in the gut and plants Korey with a quick DDT in the middle of the ring! Sierra with another cover!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Referee: TWWWWWWWWWW-
Rich Russillo: Kickout again by Korey Gaines! Sierra Everett able to get two on that one! Both competitors back up as they lock up once again!
Persephone: I feel like there should only be allowed one lock up because I feel like we are back at the beginning of the match again. Which does not please me.
Rich Russillo: No! Sierra Everett dodges the lockup and rolls across the ring! Sierra with a leg sweep on Korey Gaines but he jumps over it! Sierra back up but Korey catches her into a Side Headlock! Sierra rolls through it before they are back up and lock up once again in the middle of the ring.
James Peters: Korey Gaines with force shoves Sierra Everett hard back up against the opposite side of the ring ropes. Sierra comes off the ring ropes but Korey knocks her down to the mat with a Shoulder Block. Sierra rolls out of it and back up to her feet but Korey catches her into another Side Headlock in the middle of the ring attempting to control the pace of this contest. Sierra rushes forward into the ropes as the referee counts down until Korey is forced to break the hold.
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE!
James Peters: Korey Gaines breaks the hold as Sierra Everett swings at him wildly but Korey grabs the arm and pulls her down into a Crippler Crossface! No! Sierra rolls out of it back up to her feet as Korey charges in at her with a Running Forearm! But Sierra leaps up into the air and counters Korey with a standing headscissors tossing him across the ring. Korey lands on his knees and slides back up to his feet as he comes charging in at Sierra once again!
Rich Russillo: This time Korey gets all of that Running Forearm bashing into the skull of Sierra Everett who drops and she is down and she is out! Sierra slowly pulls herself back up but Korey grabs her by the arm and whips her across the ring. Arm Toss from Korey! But Sierra cartwheels out of it! Sierra back around but Korey grabs her arm and takes her down with a swift Arm Drag. Korey has an armbar locked in before he swings his legs around and applies a Figure 4 Leglock to Sierra! No! SIerra kicks the back of Korey away from her sending him face first into the ropes! Sierra grabs Korey from behind and tosses him back with a perfect form German Suplex!
James Peters: Korey Gaines already getting back up from that suplex before Sierra Everett can even make it to the cover. This match has been very back and forth so far. Sierra walks into a hard jab to the gut from Korey before shoving the opponent backwards up against the ropes. But Korey reverses the Irish Whip sending Sierra off the ropes instead. Sierra ducks beneath a Lariat from Korey and runs off the ropes… Korey comes back around as Sierra slides under his legs and grabs the leg before transitioning into an Ankle Lock! But Sierra is thrown forward from the counter of Korey! Sierra rolls into the corner as Korey charges in! Sierra up to the middle rope and kicks Korey forwards sending him staggering off. Sierra leaps from the top with a Flying Crossbody pinning Korey down flat in the ring!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Persephone: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Don’t you start that! The match continues! Kickout from Korey Gaines!!! Korey sits up but immediately eats a big Running Boot to the face from Sierra Everett! Sierra seems to be slowly establishing her dominance here in this match as Korey’s counters and comebacks get less and less all the time. Sierra signalling that she is going back up to the top rope once mo-
James Peters: No! Korey Gaines right back up as soon as Sierra Everett makes her way to the top rope! Sierra nearly falls off the top as Korey climbs up and grabs Sierra. BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX FROM THE TOP ROPE CONNECTS!!! KOREY FALLS INTO THE COVER ON SIERRA!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
Referee: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE oh wait it actually was three…
Referee: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
Persephone: Dammit!
Rich Russillo: Korey Gaines yanks the arm of Sierra Everett pulling her back up as both competitors are slowly back up in the ring. Korey whips Sierra across the ring as she runs the ropes. Korey leaps over the top of Sierra… but wait Sierra turns around and kicks Korey out of the air with a Dropkick! Great awareness there from Sierra as both competitors are laid out in the ring slowly getting back up! The referee begins the ten count!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX-
James Peters: Korey Gaines and Sierra Everett get back up as Korey gets back up in time to see Sierra up in the opposite corner. Korey charges in with a Running Back Elbow! But Sierra moves out of the way! Sierra leaps up onto the apron and hits Korey with several hard forearms to the back of the neck staggering him into the ring. Sierra leaps up to the top rope! Sierra with a Flying Springboard Forearm from the apron taking down Korey! No! Korey moved out of the way and Sierra crashed and burned! Korey grabs Sierra and tosses her over the top rope as she crashes and burns to the floor! Korey runs the ropes… Korey with a Suicide Dive to the outsi-
Rich Russillo: But Sierra Everett moves out of the way! Korey Gaines smashes shoulder first into the barricade at ringside and he is hurt in a bad way! Korey definitely screwed up there! Sierra grabbing Korey looking to take advantage of the unfortunate position that he is in! Sierra leaps up to the apron and jumps off… ASAI MOONSAULT CONNECTS ON KOREY!!! Sierra crashing down with an incredible looking maneuver and she got all kinds of height on that one too!
James Peters: But Sierra Everett needs to get Korey Gaines back into the ring in order to win the match! Sierra grabs Korey and throws him into the ring. Korey under the ropes as he rolls back up to his feet slowly. Sierra slides into the ring and they exchange forearms in the ring! Just absolutely battering each other! Looks like Sierra gets the advantage as she bashes Korey and he just collapses in the ring! Sierra pulls Korey up… Flower-Pot DDT connects! Sierra with the cover and this has to be it!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Kickout by Korey Gaines! Korey managing to survive all kinds of things in this match here tonight! Very impressive! Korey rolls out of the ring possibly on complete instinct as he collapses to the floor and isn’t moving! The referee begins the countout and Sierra looks like she is going to just allow it!
Persephone: Good. Let’s get this over with!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT!
Rich Russillo: But Korey Gaines is moving on the outside! He’s getting back up and back into the ring just in time!
Persephone: No!
Referee: NIN-
James Peters: Korey Gaines lunges back into the ring before the referee can get to nine! Sierra Everett is waiting for him however as she grabs Korey and tosses him into the corner. Sierra now lighting up the chest of Korey with hard back chops causing the crowd to woo with each one.
Rich Russillo: But Korey Gaines somehow managing to fight back with back chops of his own! The crowd wooing just as much for his as the support of the crowd seems to almost be giving Korey the motivation to continue the fight! Korey getting more and more momentum… but Sierra slaps the arm of Korey away before stomping hard on his feet! Korey leaps up suddenly and drops Sierra with a Codebreaker out of nowhere! Korey runs to the corner and climbs up to the middle rope before leaping off… DIVING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP!!! Korey connects with all of it right to the back of Sierra dropping her down in the ring as Korey crumbles next to her but he is too fatigued to flip her over and get the cover! Both competitors are down and this match could end in a draw!
Persephone: Truly a shame if so.
James Peters: Korey Gaines slowly manages to flip Sierra Everett over as he climbs on top of her and begins to unload right hands. Korey taking out all his rage and frustrations on his opponent just desperately pummeling in her all wrestling strategy has gone out the window. Korey doesn’t even care that the referee is warning him against using those straight closed fist punches but eventually relents before turning around and stomping on Sierra instead. The crowd booing a bit here not pleased with the disrespectful nature of Korey’s offense but you cannot deny it is effective.
Rich Russillo: Sierra Everett back up as Korey Gaines goes in to take her out with a Running Pump Kick!
James Peters: No! Sierra Everett grabs the leg of Korey Gaines and pulls him in and tosses him back with an Exploder Suplex out of nowhere! Big move from Sierra! An explosive move one might say!
Rich Russillo: Sierra now grabs the leg of Korey Gaines and is twisting him around into a Figure 4 Leglock! Sierra gets the hold locked in this time as Korey is in a bad way! This move is very painful and deadly all kinds of pain going through Korey at this time!
Persephone: Oh no! What if he taps out?!?!
James Peters: Korey Gaines refusing to tap out! He is fighting to survive and struggling to get to the ropes to break the hold! But Sierra Everett is doing all she can to prevent any movement and keeping Korey trapped in the middle of the ring! Sierra determined to get this win right here and now but Korey is clawing and scratching on the mat trying to get to the ropes centimeter by centimeter! Can Korey do it? Can he make it?!?!?!
Rich Russillo: Korey Gaines lunges backwards with both arms almost as if doing a backstroke in a swimming pool and manages to get his arms on the bottom rope! Korey not even able to see the ropes he is grabbing but he has made it! The referee demanding Sierra break the hold up as Korey has somehow lived to continue this match!
Persephone: Darn.
James Peters: Sierra Everett looks exasperated and she was clearly hoping to have Korey Gaines tapping out to that. She is going to have to find another strategy instead to put him away. The damage has been done however as Korey is up on wobbly legs barely able to support himself. Sierra whips him across the ring but his legs give out as he crashes neck first on the middle ropes. Sierra grabs Korey and yanks him back up before slamming him in the middle of the ring. Sierra now going up top looking to end this whole thing! Sierra leaps off the top with a Moonsault!!!
Rich Russillo: But Korey Gaines gets the boot up!
James Peters: But Sierra Everett had it scouted! Sierra completes the full rotation in midair instead of going for the Moonsault and lands on her feet behind Korey! Sierra grabs the leg of Korey that he kicks up and yanks him up to his feet! Sierra with another Exploder Suplex!!!!-
Rich Russillo: NO! KOREY GAINES COUNTERS IT INTO A SMALL PACKAGE OUT OF NOWHERE!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Referee: THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
James Peters: That was absolutely insanely close! Korey Gaines nearly stole it there!! Both competitors back up as Korey fighting back against Sierra with repeated forearms to the face! But Sierra not just going to take that! She fights back with forearms of her own and the wobbly legs of Korey send him to a seated position in the corner. Sierra backs up across the ring as she runs in with a Running Double Knee Strike!!!
Rich Russillo: Sierra Everett gets all of it bashing her kneecaps into the skull of Korey Gaines! Korey is out of it as Sierra pulls him up and-
James Peters: KOREY WITH THE OKIE CUTTER!!!!-
Rich Russillo: No! Sierra managed to avoid it and shoves Korey Gaines off the ropes! Korey comes back towards her-
James Peters: MOUNT EVERETT!!! SIERRA GETS ALL OF IT!!! SIERRA TO THE COVER!!!
Referee: ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Referee: TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Referee: THRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner… SIERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAA EVERRRRRRRRRRRETTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!
(‘Attention’ By Doja Cat hits as Sierra Everett rolls off of Korey Gaines. She gets to her feet and has her arm raised in victory, and she has a smirk on her face, clearly satisfied with her victory.)
Rich Russillo: Big win from Sierra Everett here tonight. Absolutely solid win that nobody can take away from her.
James Peters: Nobody can take away the effort Korey Gaines put in either. Even if it did not pay off on this evening.
Persephone: My time is something that can and has been taken away by this match unfortunately. And that is one thing I will never get back.
Rich Russillo: :francis:
(The camera cuts to an advertisement featuring Malcolm Jones reminding Andre Walker that he is “a loser like the rest of us” and telling him he cannot run from his destiny.)
(Voltage returns to the ringside area and focuses on Bella Braxton.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… PLEASE WELCOME… DR. BETHANY BLUE!!!
(‘Somebody Get Me A Doctor’ by Van Halen begins to blast across the PA system and even though the crowd jumps to their feet, they unleash a torrent of jeers. When the good doctor steps on the stage, smirk on her face and fire in her eyes, the reaction only gets louder. Bethany waves a dismissive hand in the air as she begins to slowly make her way to the ring.)
James Peters: Last week at Bloodsport, the former Universal Women’s Champion, Dr. Bethany Blue, went to hell and back against the legend that is Cameron Ella Ava in what was billed as ‘Four Corners of Pain’.
Rich Russillo: The match was kept a secret until it was time for both women to compete, and I have to say, they showed absolutely no fear. It wasn’t a surprise to see the match come to a fiery and rather insane conclusion, with Bethany sacrificing her well-being to defeat Cameron.
Persephone: She looks like fucking death tonight.
(Bethany definitely bears the scars of a match like ‘Four Corners of Pain’, hence her taking her time getting in the ring. Once she does, Bella hands her a microphone and takes her leave, and Bethany stands in the center of the ring all alone with all eyes on her. As her music fades, she is serenaded by the boos of the crowd, and she shakes her head.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: Just so you know, I still don’t give a damn about your reaction.
(The crowd boos the good doctor for this but she just scowls.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: Last week at Bloodsport, I faced Cameron Ella Ava and I’ll admit, that dumb cunt gave me a run for my money. She’s tough. She did everything she could to keep me down and keep me from winning, but in the end, it just wasn’t good enough. People continue to underestimate exactly how far I’m willing to go to get a victory, and for the life of me, I just can’t wrap my head around that. I don’t get it. Was bashing Kassidy Heart in her stupid, scrambled head not enough? Was risking my life in Glass Wallz not enough?? Was competing with a broken hand not enough??? For you sick freaks, it wasn’t, and if I needed further proof of that, the reaction I got as I walked out shows that the sacrifice I made at Bloodsport wasn’t enough. In order to beat Cameron, I risked BOTH of my livelihoods. I fucking blew myself up just to get the victory. I sacrificed my own well-being just to be able to say I’m THAT BITCH, and here I stand. I am battered, broken, bruised, and hell, I’m probably not even in the right mindframe. And I say that because when I woke up this morning, I felt desperate. I looked over at my husband who was sleeping peacefully, the most angelic look on his face, and instead of feeling calm and feeling happy, I felt manic. I felt unfulfilled in a professional sense. Resting on the bedside table was his Answers World Championship and I was reminded that Adam and I only got to spend less than 24 hours together as world champions.
(Bethany’s battle worn face twists into an ugly sneer.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: That was Kassidy’s fault. Her selfishness and her ego cost me the opportunity to stand beside my man, the newly crowned Answers World Champion, and reign together as the figureheads of our respective divisions. She stacked the odds against me and she won. She always wins and I’m fucking sick of it. The whole entire world is sick of Kassidy Heart and the black cloud she casts over this company. It’s depressing to wake up in a world where she is the Universal Women’s Champion and we are in the age where mental health is more important than anything. It doesn’t do me any good to turn on Dynasty and see her parading around with the title I put my absolute all into winning. If things had gone differently, and if Kassidy hadn’t taken a coward’s approach to a match with me, EVERYONE knows I would still be the Universal Women’s Champion. Now before you pukes make the assumption I’m about to challenge the bitch for the title, hold on, because Kassidy isn’t the only person who’s annoying the fuck out of me right now.
(Bethany’s eyes narrow into a steely, piercing glare.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: Seeing someone like Sheridan Muller prance around with something as prestigious as the Cash in the Vault briefcase makes me physically sick. Of all the people who could have won that thing back at Pain for Pride, it just had to be her! Sheridan’s a woman that I literally carried back into relevancy… ever since she made her grand return to this company. I think it’s kind of funny that someone who was black-balled was allowed to come back even if it was part of some stupid hashtag movement for Season 15, but that’s an entirely different conversation for a different day. Sheridan challenged ME, right after my biggest win to date at the time, and lucky for her, she was able to get the Dr. Bethany Blue rub. It doesn’t just stop with that Fight Pit match, though. Sheridan and I would go on to form a tag team… a tag team that I carried mind you, and together we won the Unified Tag Team Championships. Call me crazy, but I feel like the two of us would still be reigning if it hadn’t been for Sheridan’s own selfish desires getting in our way and ultimately costing us against Soul Food Sunday. But you know what’s funny? I shouldn’t have ever been surprised. Sheridan Muller has and always will be a cancerous individual. She latches on to good, upstanding people like me and she drags us down to her disgustingly vile level. I absolutely LOATHE the fact she is standing alongside my husband for War Games and quite frankly, I want another chance to get my hands on her as well.
(There’s a pause from Bethany.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: I assume you idiots can guess where I’m going with this because what other match could possibly give me a chance to be locked inside a cage with both Kassidy and Sheridan? Not to mention, be locked inside with people such as Limmy, Myles, and Viz? That’s right. WAR GAMES!
(Despite the malice that Bethany is speaking with, the crowd can’t help but pop. War Games, which is a fan favorite match, is hosting world champions, Hall of Famers, and future greats this season, and with Rex having joined Jamie O’Hara’s Voltage team earlier in the night, the Voltage faithful want to see who the third team member will be.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: For whatever dumbass reason, Jamie decided to brush off Minerva’s offer to be on the team, but I’m not going to let him dismiss me. There is no better athlete suited for Voltage’s team than yours truly, and if he was smart about it, he would come out here right now and beg me to join the team. I’m sure his stuck up cunt of a wife would hate to see that happen, so we all know Jamie isn’t going to drag himself out here and shake my hand, but this is something I want and I will force the issue if I must. I want to be inside War Games. I want this victory. I want to get my hands dirty. I want my goddamn moment.
(It’s at that moment, ‘Stronger (salü remix)’ by The Score begins to play and this delights the crowd. They love Rex McAllister and seeing him twice in one night is certainly a treat for them.)
Rich Russillo: Seph?
Persephone: Fuck right off.
James Peters: :mjlol: Anyways. Earlier tonight, Rex McAllister was offered a place on Voltage’s War Games team. It was an interesting choice by Captain O’Hara, especially when it comes to the Minerva factor. She felt as if she deserved a spot on the team, simply due to beating Rex and Jamie both, but Jamie wasn’t interested.
Rich Russillo: I’m curious to see what Rex has to say regarding Dr. Blue wanting to be part of the team.
(Before climbing into the ring, Rex grabs a spare microphone from the time keeper’s area. He looks around at the crowd as he stands in front of Bethany, and as always, he appreciates their reaction. Once his music fades out, he focuses solely on the woman glaring at him.)
Rex McAllister: First things first. I am not out here to speak for Jamie. Ultimately, the decision on who our third teammate will be rests on his shoulders, but I’m going to throw my two cents in. I hear the passion and the conviction in your voice, Bethany, and I appreciate that. I know how dedicated you are to being the best possible Elitist you can be and your work ethic is second to none. Couple that with your vitriol towards a couple of people on opposing teams and I would love nothing more than to have you join us. But…
(Bethany rolls her eyes, unable to help it.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: There’s always a ‘but’.
Rex McAllister: But… is this match not some kind of conflict of interest to you? I kept up with the product while I was away and the last time you stood opposite of your husband, he flat out refused to fight you. He was apprehensive about the entire situation, and while that’s not going to be a bad thing for Team Voltage, how will that play into your mind set? There’s a very good chance that the match may just come down to you and Adam. Hypothetically speaking, the rest of us could be laid out, or tied up with other Elitists, whatever. Are you going to hesitate when it comes to Adam? Are you willing to hit with the ‘Code Blue’ and finish him off to get the win for Voltage? Your focus can’t be on just Kassidy Heart. It can’t just be on Sheridan Muller. It has to be on absolutely EVERYONE, including Adam Lucas. Quite frankly, I’m not sure if you’re cold enough to destroy his opportunity at winning something as prestigious as War Games, and if you’re not willing to go that extra mile and hurt the one you love, what good will you do our team?
Dr. Bethany Blue: That’s a bit hypocritical coming from you, isn’t it Rex? Didn’t you and Raven Roberts once hesitate when it came to facing one another?
Rex McAllister: Touche.
Dr. Bethany Blue: I find it highly insulting that you are standing here and questioning whether or not I would take my own husband out in order to win a match. Of course I would, Rex. Unlike you, I don’t give a damn who stands in my way. Business is business and if putting down Adam means I take something away from Kassidy, Sheridan, and everyone else in this match who already have numerous accolades to their name, then fine by me! I’m hungrier for this type of win than anyone else heading into War Games and it would be a huge mistake on Voltage’s part to leave someone like me out. There’s NO ONE on this roster that’s as good as me, and I would bet my practice on that. Try me.
Rex McAllister: I’m willing to step into the ring with you so you can put that type of proclamation to the test.
Dr. Bethany Blue: Is that a challenge, Rex?
Rex McAllister: Take it however you wish.
(Bethany goes to reply, but the sounds of Led Zeppelin’s ‘Kashmir’ interrupt her. The Norwegian crowd becomes absolutely unglued as one of the greatest Elitists of all-time makes his second appearance of the night. Jamie O’Hara walks onto the stage, which draws the attention of both Bethany and Rex. As always, he is stoic and calm, and begins to make his way down to the ring.)
James Peters: It was simply a matter of time before Captain Jamie came to the ring. I can’t help but wonder if he’s going to be interested in adding Bethany to the team?
Rich Russillo: It depends on if he lets his personal feelings dictate his decision making. It happened earlier tonight with Minerva. Jamie wanted nothing to do with the woman that defeated him at Pain for Pride.
(Jamie climbs into the ring after grabbing a microphone and he waits for his music and the crowd noise to die down. When he speaks, he wants everyone to hear him.)
Jamie O’Hara: Honestly, I’ve heard enough. I value your input Rex, but I have a few things to say myself. To question whether or not I would overlook you because of a match against my wife is humorous, Bethany. Cameron and I have always had an understanding that business is just that, it’s business, and considering both of us have the same goals and dreams, we know that our paths will likely continue crossing for as long as we’re both active competitors. Cameron and I both want world titles and those big time wins, and as she works towards winning Brand Warfare, I am working towards winning War Games. In order to do that, I need to put together a team of people I can trust that have similar goals to mine, and people who won’t allow personal feelings to dictate what their next move will be. Adam Lucas doesn’t see the business the way I do. As unfortunate as it is to face your spouse in a match of such high caliber, it’s inevitable when both of you compete at the same level. I actually believe you when you say you won’t hesitate to strike him down in order to get what you want the most, and in a small way, even someone like me can appreciate that. I can also appreciate the disdain you have towards Kassidy Heart and Sheridan Muller. The two of us have that in common. Sheridan Muller is a shrew, the absolute lowest form of life, and it goes without saying the feelings I have for the entire Adams family.
Jamie O’Hara: Without a doubt, War Games is a stacked match. Dynasty and Showdown have put together incredible teams, but neither of those teams have Jamie O’Hara leading them. It was a no-brainer to extend the offer to a man I have faced a few times over the years. The dedication and precision that Rex competes with rivals my own, and he’s a proven winner. Rex has been inside of War Games before, so he knows how brutal this match will be. And as for you, we’re not strangers either. A few years ago, the two of us were placed inside something billed as an Armageddon Hell in a Cell match, and it was for my Answers World Championship. The ending of the match is unforgettable, but you did well considering it was your first ever world championship match. There was never going to be any other outcome besides yours truly defending his championship, but I’ll acknowledge the effort you put in. If I allow you to go into battle with Rex and myself, I want your word that your personal feelings will not get in the way of what will surely be another marquee victory for myself.
(Jamie cuts his eyes towards Rex and gives him a cheeky smirk.)
Jamie O’Hara: And for Rex as well, I suppose.
Dr. Bethany Blue: I’m going to swallow the outrage I feel at you having the audacity to question my word, especially when I’ve already given it, but I get it. You need to be in control. You need your ego stroked. Fine, Jamie. You have my word. NOTHING will get in the way of me working beside you both to bring this team to victory come Territorial Invasion.
(Jamie looks at Rex, who nods his head. After a moment, Jamie extends his hand to Bethany in a gesture that simply implies ‘business is business’. He knows that Cameron will understand. She would work alongside his worst enemy if it meant she could get a huge marquee win for herself. Bethany shakes Jamie’s hand and then turns towards Rex. They shake hands as well. A smile crosses Jamie’s face as he lifts the microphone up.)
Jamie O’Hara: Dynasty. Showdown. Good luck. You’re going to need it.
(‘Kashmir’ by Led Zeppelin begins to blast across the speakers to yet another thunderous roar. To say that Voltage threw down the gauntlet and put together the best possible team would be a gross understatement. Over the years, Captain Charisma has proven to be a highly competitive Commissioner, one who always wants his brand to stand out amongst the others. A team consisting of Jamie O’Hara, Rex McAllister, and Dr. Bethany Blue certainly does that.)
(As the War Games trio soak in the moment, allowing the fans to capture photos of them standing together united over a common goal of winning the biggest tri-brand match of the EAW calendar year, Voltage fades into a commercial break.)
(Commercial for Chipotle featuring National Elite Champion Jon Kelton.)
(Sunday Night Voltage fades back in from a brief commercial break, with the crowd here in Oslo, Norway being greeted by the sounds of ‘Footsteps of Doom’ by KOHTA YAMAMOTO beginning to blast through the PA system of the Telenor Arena. The crowd erupts into deafening cheers as the camera pans around toward the stage, with none other than the EAW World Champion Drake King beginning to make his way out from the backstage area. He is seen wearing the wounds of his brutal title defense at Bloodsport just last week, and even though that bears down on him even right now, one thing for certain is the fact that he is still Champion. Despite that, he doesn’t bear the usual devilish grin that he usually has, his signature laugh not echoing throughout the arena. He in fact looks unhappy, and that could be for an obvious reason. He spreads his arms out, title around his waist, before he then begins to make his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome… the EAW WORLD CHAMPION!!!!!!!!!! ‘GOD’… DRAKE KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Drake King is coming off of a successful defense at Bloodsport last week against Donovan Duke, Ruler, and Alex Myers in a Cage of Death match. While we would expect Drake to come out here tonight sky high about the victory, everything else that happened afterward has appeared to sour his mood. Before Drake could get the satisfaction of relishing in his victory, one Cy Henderson came out to meet him face-to-face.
James Peters: He challenged him for a match at Territorial Invasion with the EAW World Championship on the line, and later on in the night the two of them had a tense conversation that reinforced Cy’s intentions and did nothing to lighten Drake’s mood. Now he’s out here and I can only guess how Cy made him feel, and how he could possibly make him feel if he makes himself known tonight. But that’s all just a theory, what we can say right now is that Drake King is out here to speak and I definitely think he’s going to be voicing some displeasures to the crowd here tonight.
Persephone: I don’t know why Drake abandoned his old ideals when it came to how little Championships mean, because after he retained at Bloodsport I came to this astute realization… These Champions SUCK! He sucks, Bronson sucks, Adam sucks, and Kassidy definitely sucks. At this point he’s making me believe this is all pointless.
(Drake then begins to make his way up the steel steps and onto the apron, looking out at the crowd who shows their support for the Hall of Famer as he enters through the ropes and into the ring. He then makes his way toward the center of the ring, spreading his arms out once more as the spotlight that has trailed him this entire entrance continues to follow him. Despite his bitterness, he still takes the time to bask in the reaction that he’s given as ‘Footsteps of Doom’ from there begins to come to a close. The lights go back to normal and Drake makes his way over to snatch a microphone. He then leans against one of the corners, taking a moment while the crowd begins to quiet down, and he begins to speak.)
Drake King: I don’t get it.
(Drake shakes his head while the crowd continues to give him a loud reaction.)
Drake King: Everywhere, around the world, from North America, South America, Asia, and even here in Oslo, Norway, people revere God. They look up to him and give the response that you gave me as I made my entrance to the ring tonight. There has been no doubt the type of influence that I have had on not just this brand, but this company as a whole, yet somehow, people will always find a way to disrespect God. They’ll find a way to tarnish my name, and try to make one out of theirs at my expense. That is something that I will never seem to understand, an impossible goal that they seek and will inevitably fail at and yet they still go out of their way to go through all this trouble… I will forever marvel at the stupidity of some of the Elitists on this brand.
(Drake sighs as he thinks about what happened at Bloodsport again, which is what he looks to move onto right now.)
Drake King: Last week should have been special. Last week should have been the celebration of Drake King Appreciation Day that was promised once God had retained his EAW World Championship in the Cage of Death. All was going exactly to plan, the bell had rung and, just as predicted, the image was clear, but even then… Cy Henderson still found a way to mess everything up. Admittingly a lot of people were expecting me to be happy about all of this, but what reason is there for me to be happy? Cy Henderson ruined Drake King Appreciation Day, and he should be ashamed of himself for his acts of treason against God. And while I could come out here and just complain about it, that’s going to do me no good. So I am actually going out of my way to find a solution, and that simply is… we’re having a do-over tonight.
(The crowd erupts again, Drake continuing to vigorously shake his head.)
Drake King: The issue I have is that it shouldn’t have come to this, and I’m sure all of you agree with me when I say that. Drake King Appreciation Day should have been last week, but regardless, we are having one and we are going to have it without Cy Henderson coming out to ruin everything. So I’m not going to sit here and bring down the mood any longer.
(Drake makes his way toward the center of the ring, unbuckling the EAW World Championship around his waist and bringing it into his hands.)
Drake King: It shouldn’t need to be said that God was going to walk out of Bloodsport still Champion, in fact that was something that I had known all along. I had told everyone, including my opponents, that the result was predetermined from the very beginning, and that no matter which one was going to get a shot at my title, which one was going to be first in line to face God, they were all going go be swiftly disposed of as he continued to reign as the rightful Champion of this brand. But just as my night was going perfectly fine, Cy Henderson showed up expecting to be handed a title match. Is he ridiculous? Not on God’s watch. Something like that is not going to happen as long as I reign as Champion and as far as I’m concerned, Cy’s challenge is null and void.
(Drake wags his finger, the crowd murmuring in disappointment about this turn of events, they were expecting him to face Cy at Territorial Invasion for the title, but apparently that wasn’t going to happen.)
Drake King: That’s all I have left to say about the matter, and now we get onto the celebration-
(As expected, ‘Tupac Back’ by Meek Mill begins to blast through the speakers. The crowd erupts into thunderous cheers as Drake closes his eyes and tries to compose himself with some deep breaths. EAW Hall of Famer Cy Henderson is seen making his way out to the ring, and already by the look on his face he seems tired with what Drake had been saying here tonight. He takes a moment before then beginning to make his way down the ramp and toward the ring.)
Rich Russillo: Well here comes the man that we certainly did not expect to confront Drake King last week on Bloodsport. Cy Henderson made an appearance on Bloodsport after the war that he waged against Chef Viz at Midsummer Massacre, and stated simply that he wanted an EAW World Championship match and it was going to be at Territorial Invasion.
James Peters: He stated that his intentions are simple, he wants to further his legacy and part of that comes by getting another Championship under his belt and adding to the accolade list, and that comes at the expense of Drake King. While ‘God’ certainly does not take kindly to that, Cy is not looking to let up on what he has sought to do on the Voltage brand.
Persephone: Well he should just LEAVE! The last thing that Voltage needs are some more washed up Hall of Famers who don’t need to continue with their careers, we already have enough of those, it’s annoying.
(Cy slides into the ring as he gets up to a knee, him and Drake looking one another in the eye. Cy manages despite the situation to bear a smug smirk on his face, Drake on the other hand can’t stop his head from shaking in disappointment. ‘Tupac Back’ begins to come to a close as Cy makes his way around Drake, taking a microphone of his own as he looks at Drake. He leans against the ropes, before then beginning to speak.)
Cy Henderson: Fine speech, Mr. King.
(The crowd goes batshit crazy, Cy Henderson has such a way with words. :wow:)
Cy Henderson: But there are a few holes that I was hoping to correct coming out here to this ring. Now, I could address the fact that you, Drake King, didn’t have a problem accepting challenges back when the Season started, hell, you accepted three challenges for the same match just last week! So you’d think that going forward it would be much of the same thing, but ironically, the way I see it, the only one that is against the idea of a big money Drake King versus Cy Henderson match at Territorial Invasion with the EAW World Championship on the line… is you, Drake. Look, I’ll tell you straight, I made it clear to you last week that all I want is a match against you, and if you want to keep running away from that, it’s okay. But I already made it clear what I want…
(Cy’s eyes trail from Drake to the EAW World Championship resting on his shoulder, before looking back up at him.)
Cy Henderson: And I have no problem making sure that you have no choice but to accept my challenge.
(Drake scrunches his face after hearing what Cy has to say, his patience is clearly thinning even more than it already was. He slowly brings his microphone up to his mouth as he begins to speak.)
Drake King: It’s not that I’m scared of you, Cy, if that’s the narrative that you want to push. Let me make one thing clear, God does not fear anyone, they fear God. Fear is a strong word, and there is no reason for me to fear a match against Cy Henderson when I am objectively better than you. I don’t care what accomplishments you had 10 years ago, it doesn’t matter much to me if you’re a Hall of Famer that is placed on this pedestal from all the other oldheads surrounding him. Having this type of status doesn’t give you the right to do what you have done this past week regardless. You’re right, I’ll be happy to accept any challenger, but the circumstances surrounding your challenge were just too much to ignore for God. Even ignoring the fact that you cut the line and are trying to ask for an opportunity that you do not even deserve, what I am most upset about is that you ruined my day.
(Cy rolls his eyes after hearing Drake once again say that.)
Cy Henderson: Is that all this is about?
Drake King: You’re acting like that’s not a major offense. Drake King Appreciation Day deserves to be celebrated, and you’re trying to take that away from the good people of Norway just like you took it away from Denmark last week, you should be ashamed of yourself. I don’t know how anyone can look at you and think that you’re the good guy in this scenario, because you have done nothing but disrespect God and quite frankly you’re really getting on my nerves tonight.
Cy Henderson: It’s been a while since I’ve seen a World Champion this childish. Look, I appreciate your body of work, Drake. I’ve seen what you’ve been able to do for more than five years now and that’s not something to be overlooked. When I first came back to this company around Grand Rampage time, you were one of the people at the top of my list to face as soon as I got the chance. So to now get that opportunity and get this whole ‘woe is me’ speech because I just so happened to have ruined your precious day is very disappointing. It should not matter who I am, it should not matter how long I’ve been gone, you as a Champion have a responsibility to uphold and right now you’re not doing a very good job at it.
(The crowd cheers loudly for this confrontation as Drake stares a hole into Cy, a blank emotionless gaze.)
Drake King: I don’t like you, Cy. People like you are the shining examples of what not to be in this company. You should be grateful that God is even giving you the time of day right now despite your insolence. Consider me not giving you this match a gesture that is in good faith, because God does not do things solely for the benefit of himself. I’m saving you the trouble, because I think we all know how Territorial Invasion would have ended. God would’ve beat you so bad, there’d be a second Drake King Appreciation Day in a year.
(Drake lowers his microphone, Cy not taking very kindly to his words but despite that still maintaining a calm tone.)
Cy Henderson: Say what you want, Drake. Make all the excuses in the world for why you don’t want to fight me, your answer won’t make me think of you any differently. I’ll repeat what I said earlier though and I don’t plan on backing down from it either…
(Cy leans his head forward, getting closer to Drake to make sure the message is heard loud and clear.)
Cy Henderson: Our match at Territorial Invasion will happen, whether you like it or not…
(Cy then turns around as he begins to make his way out of the ring, seemingly done with what he has to say. Drake’s face twitches as he squints his eyes shut, and right now it’s been made clear that he’s just about had enough of this whole confrontation.)
Rich Russillo: DRAKE, FROM BEHIND! HE TAKES HIS EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP AND SWINGS IT AT THE BACK OF THE HEAD OF CY!
James Peters: WAIT, CY HAD IT SCOUTED! HE DUCKS UNDER IT AS DRAKE STUMBLES PAST HIM, TURNING THE WORLD CHAMPION AROUND AND BEGINNING TO LAY INTO HIM WITH RAPID FIRE RIGHT HANDS TO THE FACE! DRAKE DEFINITELY DID NOT SEE THAT COMING, BUT CY WAS READY FOR WHATEVER DRAKE WAS GOING TO DO NEXT!
Rich Russillo: CY HAS HIM AGAINST THE ROPES AS HE SENDS HIM TO THE OPPOSITE SIDE WITH AN IRISH WHIP… CONNECTING WITH A LARIAT TO THE HEAD! DRAKE STUMBLES BACK UP TO HIS FEET, CY CONNECTING WITH A SECOND LARIAT! DRAKE IS BEING SET UP AS HE SHOOTS BACK UP, ONLY FOR CY TO CONNECT WITH A THIRD! HE THEN FOLLOWS THAT UP BY WINDING UP FOR SOMETHING BIG…
James Peters: CONNECTING WITH THE ‘CYCLONE LARIAT’! THE DISCUS LARIAT TO THE HEAD TAKES DRAKE COMPLETELY DOWN! CY THEN BRINGS DRAKE BACK UP…
Rich Russillo: ‘RISING TIDE’! THE BURNING HAMMER CONNECTS! CY HENDERSON STANDS TALL OVER THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION DRAKE KING TONIGHT ON VOLTAGE!
(‘Tupac Back’ begins to play through the speakers of the arena as Cy Henderson looks down at a knocked out Drake King. His smug look is replaced with a serious expression, as tonight he has really put it out there what he is after and what he is willing to do in order to get it. He eyes the EAW World Championship next to Drake, before then looking up at the Norway crowd, beginning to take his leave away from the ring as it’s the last shot seen before Sunday Night Voltage begins to fade into a commercial break.)
(Commercial for the ongoing series “My Adventures With Superman” with known Superman fan Chris Elite, who explains why a season two should happen as soon as possible.)
(The camera returns to the ring where Bella Braxton is standing with a microphone in hand, ready to start the introductions for the final match of the evening.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen! This next contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Lapdance’ by NERD starts playing as EAW Unified Tag Team Champion Holly Arrow enters the ring to cheers from the crowd. Following closely behind Holly are her tag team partner Harper Lee and the Captain of Voltage’s Brand Warfare team Cameron Ella Ava as she heads to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first and making her way to the ring! Being accompanied to the ring by Harper Lee and Cameron Ella Ava! From Auckland, New Zealand! Weighing 149 pounds. Here is ONE HALF OF THE EAW UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! “THE QUEEN” HOLLY ARROW!
James Peters: Here comes Holly Arrow making her way to the ring for singles action and of course she is not coming alone. These three women are three of the four already established members of Voltage’s Brand Warfare team.
Persephone: Whoop de do. Do all these dumb bitches have to come out at the same time? Makes me nauseous. Can they just leave?
Rich Russillo: They could, but they won’t. They are showing strong solidarity as the Brand Warfare team tonight. Holly is feeling good after her and Harper successfully defended the Unified Tag Titles against the Off-Brand Amphetamines and she is looking to keep the momentum going tonight with another victory.
(Holly enters the ring and hands her title belt to Harper as Harper and Cameron take their place at ringside as her entrance music fades off. Seconds later, ‘Won’t Back Down’ by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers starts playing as Major Michael Scott Connor enters the arena to loud cheers from the crowd. He offers a salute to the crowd before heading to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing her opponent! From London, Ohio! Weighing in at 210 pounds! Here is MAJOR MICHAEL SCOTT CONNOR! U! S! M! C!
Rich Russillo: Here comes the opposition for Holly Arrow in what is one of the biggest matches in Scotty’s career as he takes on half of the reigning Tag Champions.
Persephone: At his age, it might be the last match of his career if he isn’t careful. Aren’t bones really brittle at his age? Hopefully this match doesn’t take very long.
James Peters: No. Scotty is looking to build some momentum here tonight. He didn’t win the Ultimate Opportunity match at Bloodsport, but he showed how vicious he can be. He’ll need to bring that intensity once more if he wants to pull off the victory here tonight. Who will win? We’re about to find out.
(Scotty enters the ring and takes his corner as his entrance music fades off. The referee takes a moment to check both competitors before they call for the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: Here we go! Main event time is upon us! Holly and Scotty meet up in the center of the ring and they lock up. Scotty uses his size advantage to get Holly into a side headlock to neutralize Holly early.
Rich Russillo: Scotty might have the power advantage in this match, but we know that Holly can easily kick it into high gear and use some power of her own and take up and down some very large competitors.
Persephone: If the match is starting off like this, I can’t wait to see how the rest of this exciting action will unfold. Wake me when it’s over.
James Peters: You can’t sleep now, Persephone. Scotty still has the side headlock before he SNAPS HOLLY OVER AND GROUNDS HER! Scotty has that headlock in tight as Holly is trying to change position.
Persephone: If I keep watching this action, I’m going to end up sleeping. Am I watching this live or is it in slow motion? What does she think she’s doing?
Rich Russillo: Holly trying to change position AND SHE DOES BY FLIPPING FORWARD AND TRYING TO BRIDGE A COVER SINCE SCOTTY’S SHOULDERS ARE DOWN! But there is no count since Scotty gets shoulder up and knocks Holly out of the bridge.
James Peters: Scotty has a waistlock on Holly and as the referee goes for another count, SCOTTY AND HOLLY BOTH BRIDGE UP! SCOTTY AND HOLLY TURN AROUND BEFORE SCOTTY TAKES HOLLY DOWN WITH A GUTWRENCH SUPLEX!
Rich Russillo: Scotty’s technical skills are amazing and we just saw a piece of that right now with that suplex. Scotty goes to bring Holly back to her feet, BUT HOLLY SWINGS HER BOOT UP AND KICKS SCOTTY IN THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!
Persephone: BatSkank needs to be careful where she kicks. She might knock his hearing aid out and that wouldn’t be good. But he’s stupid enough to try again AND SHE KICKS HIM IN THE HEAD AGAIN! DOES HE EVEN HAVE ANY BRAIN CELLS LEFT?
James Peters: He’s not that old, Persephone, but those kicks do knock Scotty back and it gives Holly enough time to get back to her feet. Holly hits the ropes AND GRABS SCOTTY BY THE HEAD BEFORE PLANTING HIM WITH A BULLDOG!
Rich Russillo: That’s not a regular move in Holly’s arsenal, but sometimes you pull moves out of a hat in order to get the job done and that’s exactly what Holly did. Scotty kisses the canvas and Holly is now putting the boots to Scotty.
Persephone: With every boot to that old man, we can hear the rigor mortis just setting in and getting louder. One wrong move and it could be over for gramps.
James Peters: He isn’t that old!! But Scotty is rolling towards the ropes, but HOLLY GRABS HIS ANKLES AND DRAGS HIM AWAY FROM THE ROPES AND TOWARDS A DIFFERENT CORNER! HOLLY GETS IN POSITION AND FALLS BACK SENDING SCOTTY INTO THE TURNBUCKLE WITH THAT SLINGSHOT!
Persephone: Somebody check the turnbuckles because his dentures could be stuck in there. Those things can get expensive from what I heard. But he did go face first into the turnbuckle.
Rich Russillo: Scotty stumbles out of the turnbuckle AND HOLLY HAS A WAISTLOCK ON SCOTTY! HOLLY LOOKING FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX BUT SCOTTY IS FIGHTING IT! SCOTTY TRYING TO SHIFT THE MOMENTUM IN HIS FAVOR!
James Peters: Holly tries lifting Scotty again, BUT SCOTTY WRAPS HIS LEGS AROUND HOLLY’S WAIST AND ROLLS FORWARD AND THE MOMENTUM SENDS HOLLY FALLING AND SHE GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE!
Rich Russillo: Nice counter by Scotty and he is back up before pulling Holly to her feet AND HE IS PUTTING THE BOOTS TO HOLLY IN THE CORNER! The referee is admonishing Scotty to get Holly out of the corner before starting a count.
Persephone: Referee is going to have to scream at Scotty in order for him to hear that count. Those hearing aids might be turned all the way down to give him an unfair advantage. Such a cheater. :mjlol:
James Peters: How old do you think he is? He doesn’t need any damn hearing aids, Persephone. But Scotty does stop the boots and he lifts Holly up and sits her on the top turnbuckle. Scotty quickly follows and he is standing on the second rope!
Rich Russillo: Being on the ropes isn’t necessarily Scotty’s forte, but he is trying to pull out all stops to beat Holly. Scotty with a facelock AND HE IS TRYING TO LIFT HOLLY UP AND TAKE HER DOWN WITH A SUPERPLEX–
Persephone: Of course Holly is fighting it. These matches are always full of counters and counters and counters. Holly is throwing those punches trying to knock Scotty off the second rope. That might break that old man’s hip from a fall that high.
James Peters: For the love of gawd, Persephone. He’s not a fragile old man. He isn’t old and he can bring the fight like he did at Bloodsport. He took Korey Gaines out of that match.
Persephone: Ok, yeah that was awesome. No Blood, but I did love that carnage, BUT LOOK! GRANDPA GOT PUNCHED TOO MANY TIMES AND HE FALLS OFF THE APRON AND CRASHES ONTO THE MAT! HAHAHAHA YES! LET’S HEAR SOME BONES BREAK!!
Rich Russillo: Holly catches her balance and waits for Scotty to get back to his feet. It takes a moment, but Scotty is back up AND HOLLY JUMPS OFF THE SECOND ROPE WITH A CROSSBODY AND SHE TAKES SCOTTY DOWN ONCE AGAIN BEFORE SHE HOOKS THE FAR LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOO!
James Peters: SCOTTY KICKS OUT AT TWO! Holly stays on the attack and starts pounding lefts and rights into the side of Scotty’s skull.
Rich Russillo: Holly eventually stops the punches before getting back to her feet and bringing Scotty with her. HOLLY WITH THOSE STRAIGHT FOREARMS INTO HIS FACE BEFORE WHIPPING HIM TO THE ROPES!
Persephone: Stop playing around with the punches. Just knock his ass out and win the match. Why do these people want to drag out these things as long as they possibly can? It is SO BORING TO WATCH THESE LONG ASS MATCHES!
James Peters: I thought somebody like you would love extended lengths of torture and agony. But Holly does whip Scotty to the ropes. Scotty with the rebound AND HOLLY WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK THAT CATCHES SCOTTY!
Rich Russillo: THE POINT OF HOLLY’S BOOT CAUGHT SCOTTY RIGHT IN THE MOUTH AND NOSE! THAT COULD HAVE BUSTED SCOTTY OPEN! Scotty is holding his face in pain, but he is still on his feet.
Persephone: If he’s bleeding, it wouldn’t hurt my feelings. A little blood in a boring match like this will make this a little more tolerable and that is me being VERY generous.
James Peters: You are always the benevolent soul, aren’t you, Persephone? Being so kind to others with your kind words and demeanor.
Persephone: Yes I am and don’t you forget it. Now Madame Batter Up Bitch with a kick to Grandpa’s leg bringing him down to a knee. Now she is hitting the ropes.
Rich Russillo: Holly rebounds from the ropes AND SHE TAKES SCOTTY DOWN WITH A DIVING HIP ATTACK! SCOTTY FALLS TO THE CANVAS AND HOLLY HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!
THHHHRRRREEEEEEEE—-
James Peters: SCOTTY POWERS OUT AT TWO! Sorry to tell you, Persephone, but we got a good shot of Scotty and I can tell you that he is not bleeding. But he is still in this match.
Persephone: DAMN IT!!
Rich Russillo: I give Scotty a lot of credit for lasting this long in this match. He is very hard working and very determined to make his mark in EAW. It’s only a matter of time before he does.
Persephone: It’s also a matter of time before he kicks the bucket, but we aren’t going to celebrate that, are we?
James Peters: Will you stop? Scotty is trying to get back to his feet, but Holly is already there. Holly hits the ropes one more time before coming back AND DELIVERING A BASEMENT DROPKICK RIGHT TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!
Rich Russillo: THAT SHOT SENT SCOTTY TUMBLING ALL THE WAY TO THE ROPES! Scotty is trying to recover from that dropkick as Holly drags him up to his feet. Holly has a facelock on Scotty AS SHE MUSCLES UP SCOTTY IN THE AIR BEFORE DROPPING HIM WITH A VERTICAL SUPLEX!
Persephone: With her showing all this power, she is like a damn walking cheat code. This isn’t natural. How the hell is she doing that?
James Peters: She has done everything she could to improve her game and become the best competitor she can be. Right now she is bringing Scotty to his feet, BUT HE DROPS DOWN AND CATCHES HOLLY WITH A JAWBREAKER!
Persephone: Of course he would use something like a jawbreaker. Jawbreakers have been around as long as the Major has. They are both old and brittle.
Rich Russillo: Regardless of what you think, that jawbreaker does stagger Holly back and that gives Scotty enough time to get back to his feet. HOLLY FIRES OFF A PALM STRIKE, BUT SCOTTY CAUGHT IT!
James Peters: Scotty spins Holly back around and gets the front facelock. Scotty picks Holly up and bounces her off the ropes BEFORE DROPPING HOLLY TO THE MAT WITH A SLINGSHOT SUPLEX!
Rich Russillo: NOW SCOTTY IS TRYING TO BUILD SOME MOMENTUM RIGHT NOW AS HOLLY GETS BACK UP AND SCOTTY TAKES HER DOWN WITH A CLOTHESLINE! Holly up again AND SCOTTY CLOTHESLINES HER AGAIN! HOLLY TRIES ONCE MORE AND SCOTTY HITS THE TRIFECTA OF CLOTHESLINES!
Persephone: He only hit three clotheslines because that’s the highest number he can remember. But it is something new to see in this match. Him fighting back instead of getting his ass kicked the entire match. It still doesn’t make this match any less boring.
James Peters: Thank you for your input, Persephone. Right now Scotty has Holly back to her feet AND SHE THROWS A RIGHT HAND THAT SCOTTY DUCKS! SCOTTY WITH A WAISTLOCK BEFORE HE LIFTS HOLLY UP AND DROPS HER WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! SCOTTY KEEPS THE HOLD AND BRIDGES UP FOR A COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEE!
Rich Russillo: HOLLY KICKS OUT AT TWO! THAT WAS THE CLOSEST FALL THAT SCOTTY HAS HAD THIS ENTIRE MATCH! This has been an amazing match so far. Two competitors willing to give it all for the sake of victory.
Persephone: Give their hearts. Give their souls. Give me a damn migraine because I have to look at these two. Don’t even get me started on the other two dumb bitches at ringside.
James Peters: Scotty is still in control and he brings Holly back to her feet. He whips Holly to the ropes AND HOLLY REVERSES! SCOTTY HITS THE ROPES AND HE HOOKS HIS ARMS TO STOP THE WHIP!
Persephone: Here comes BatHo flying towards the Ancient Major AND HE CATCHES HER WITH A DROP TOE HOLD INTO THE MIDDLE ROPES! HOLLY’S THROAT GOES RIGHT INTO THE ROPES! BAHAHAHAHAHA! I LOVE IT! DO IT AGAIN! DO IT AGAIN!
Rich Russillo: Scotty is building up momentum as he runs to Holly and DELIVERS A DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF HOLLY’S HEAD! NICE MOVE BY THE MAJOR!
James Peters: Scotty once again brings Holly to her feet and whips her to the corner. SCOTTY FOLLOWS UP WITH A SPLASH INTO THE CORNER! Before Holly can fall, Scotty grabs Holly and hooks both of her arms and gets onto the second rope–
Rich Russillo: AND HOLLY GRABS SCOTTY AND SHE THROWS SCOTTY OFF THE SECOND ROPE! SCOTTY LANDED HARD ON HIS BACK ON IMPACT!
Persephone: It might be the arthritis kicking in if you ask me. Guess he can’t fly like BatBitch can, but he certainly can crash and burn really well. :mjlol:
James Peters: Holly using her veteran instinct against Scotty with that quick counter. Scotty is getting back to his feet AND HOLLY GRABS HIS WRIST! HOLLY GOES TO WHIP SCOTTY, BUT HOLLY PULLS HIM BACK IN WITH THE RIPCORD LARIAT! “THE EMPEROR’S TIME BY HOLLY ARROW AND THAT COULD HAVE KNOCKED SCOTTY OUT OF HIS BOOTS AS HOLLY DROPS DOWN FOR THE COVER!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!
Rich Russillo: SCOTTY GOT THE SHOULDER UP! OH BOY THAT WAS CLOSE! THE REFEREE WAS COMING DOWN FOR THE THREE AND HE POPPED THAT SHOULDER OFF THE CANVAS! WHAT HEART BEING SHOWN BY MAJOR SCOTTY!
Persephone: Yeah yeah. Good for him. He’s still fighting on in this match and the world keeps on spinning! Hurry up and let’s get this match over with.
James Peters: Holly is a little shocked that Scotty is still in this match, but now she grabs his legs AND TURNS HIM AROUND RIGHT INTO THE BOSTON CRAB BY HOLLY! SUBMISSION IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!
Persephone: Of course she would go for a submission at this point in the match. Let’s just go ahead and make this match last longer than absolutely necessary. This is driving me absolutely insane. HURRY UP PEOPLE!
Rich Russillo: HOLLY IS LEANING FURTHER BACK ON THE BOSTON CRAB TRYING TO CAUSE MORE DAMAGE TO SCOTTY’S BACK AND THE REFEREE IS RIGHT THERE TO MAKE SURE THEY SEE IF SCOTTY GIVES IT UP AT ANY POINT!
James Peters: We both know that Scotty would rather not submit and give this match up to Holly. As long as he is breathing, he is competing AND LOOK AT SCOTTY START DRAGGING HOLLY TO THE ROPES AND HE MAKES IT TO THE ROPES!
Rich Russillo: BUT LOOK AT HOLLY! SHE JUST DRUG SCOTTY RIGHT BACK INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING AND NOW SHE TRIES TO CAUSE MORE DAMAGE BY APPLYING THE SHARPSHOOTER! BUT SCOTTY IS FIGHTING IT!
Persephone: He can fight all he wants but right now it isn’t doing any good. Holly is still trying to be annoying as she steps through for the sharpshooter, BUT SCOTTY GRABS HER HEAD AND PULLS HER DOWN! INSIDE CRADLE BY THE MAJOR! END THE MATCH!
ONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEE!
James Peters: HOLLY GETS THE SHOULDER UP, BUT THAT WAS DAMN CLOSE! SCOTTY ABOUT STOLE THE MATCH RIGHT THERE, BUT HOLLY KICKED OUT AT THE VERY LAST SECOND!
Rich Russillo: The Major has been craving more opportunities in EAW and he is making the most out of this chance against half of the reigning Tag Champs. Scotty is getting up, BUT HOLLY BEAT HIM TO THE PUNCH BY SPIKING SCOTTY WITH A SHOOT KICK TO THE FACE!
Persephone: If you are going to keep kicking him in the face, TRY TO DRAW SOME BLOOD! GIVE ME SOMETHING TO ENJOY IN THIS DAMN MATCH! OR AT LEAST END THE MATCH!
James Peters: Scotty is down and Holly decides to climb up to the top rope this time. High flying isn’t exactly the major expertise of Holly Arrow, but she is gonna give it a try.
Persephone: Everybody already knows my feelings towards this high flying crap, so I am just going to skip the remarks. Holly is at the top rope and gets her balance BEFORE SHE JUMPS OFF THE TOP ROPE, LOOKING FOR THE FROG SPLASH–
James Peters: SCOTTY GOT THE KNEES UP! AND HOLLY FOUND THEM RIGHT IN THE RIBS! HOLLY BOUNCES RIGHT BACK UP AND GOES TO THE ROPES TO TRY AND GET A BREATHER!
Rich Russillo: Scotty is back up to his feet and he grabs hold of Holly Arrow before climbing onto the second rope once more. Scotty is gonna give it another try.
Persephone: Try and try all you want. If you try and don’t succeed, flying on the ropes is not for you. Now he hooks both of Batbitch’s arm AND JUMPS OFF THE SECOND ROPE AND SPIKES HOLLY DOWN!
James Peters: “TAPS” BY SCOTTY CONNECTS! DOUBLE UNDERHOOK DDT BY THE MAJOR AND HE PULLS HOLLY TO THE CENTER OF THE RING AND HOOKS THE LEG!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHHRRREEEEEEEEEEE!
Rich Russillo: HOLLY KICKS OUT AT TWO! OH MY GAWD! SCOTTY WAS LESS THAN A SECOND AWAY FROM WINNING THE BIGGEST MATCH OF HIS CAREER RIGHT THERE! Scotty is staying on the attack and whips Holly to the ropes.
Persephone: She comes back and COUNTERS WITH A SLINGBLADE TO THAT OLD FART! Another counter! Joy to the world!
James Peters: Holly is feeling wobbly, but she grabs Scotty’s legs and drags him to ropes AND TAKES HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A SLINGSHOT! BUT SCOTTY LANDS ON THE APRON!
Rich Russillo: Holly is back up AND SCOTTY TRIES TO THROW A FOREARM BUT HOLLY BLOCKS IT! HOLLY GRABS SCOTTY AND RUNS HIM TO THE CORNER AND CRACKS SCOTTY’S HEAD AGAINST THE RINGPOST! GOOD GRIEF!
James Peters: Now Holly pulls Scotty through the middle rope and leaves him dangling before she climbs up onto the second rope. Holly gets in position AND JUMPS OFF THE SECOND ROPE! HOLLY GOING FOR THE KNEE DROP!
Persephone: I don’t see why she chose to fly instead of staying on the attack. She should have just choked him out and this match would be over and I could go home. OH COME ON!!
Rich Russillo: SCOTTY MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AND HOLLY FOUND NOTHING BUT THE MAT OFF THE KNEE DROP! SCOTTY GETS BACK INTO THE RING AND BRINGS HOLLY BACK TO HER FEET, BUT HOLLY QUICKLY COUNTERS INTO A DDT AND SPIKES SCOTTY IN RETURN!
James Peters: Holly gets back to her feet, BUT SHE ALMOST FELL BACK DOWN AS FALLS INTO THE ROPES TO KEEP HER BALANCE! LOOK AT HER RIGHT KNEE! She must have landed wrong on that knee when she missed the knee drop from the second rope.
Persephone: Dumb bitch! That’s exactly what she gets for trying to pull crap like that! I hope she injured herself. That’ll be a good dose of karma for her trying to showboat. Look at her jump
Rich Russillo: HOLLY IS GONNA TRY ONCE AGAIN AS SHE BRINGS SCOTTY UP AND MUSCLES HIM ONTO HER SHOULDERS! HOLLY IS SETTING UP FOR “SECTUMSEMPRA”! BURNING HAMMER ON THE WAY–
James Peters: WAIT A SECOND! HOLLY’S ANKLE STARTED TO BUCKLE AND SCOTTY IS ABLE TO SLIDE OFF HOLLY’S BACK AND LAND BEHIND HER! SCOTTY TAKES ADVANTAGE AND ROLLS UP HOLLY FROM BEHIND! SCHOOLBOY ROLLUP ON HOLLY! IS SCOTTY GONNA STEAL IT HERE? SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!
THHHHHHHHRRRREEEEEE!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Won’t Back Down” starts playing again as Scotty scrambles up and to the opposite side of the ring as Holly looks shocked before Bella Braxton announces the final decision of the match.)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner… MAJOR MICHAEL SCOTT CONNOR!!
James Peters: OH MY GAWD!! DID THAT ACTUALLY JUST HAPPEN? I THOUGHT HOLLY MANAGED TO KICK OUT, BUT NO! THAT WAS A THREE COUNT!
Persephone: Welp. Somebody go check the temperature in Hell because it just froze over. Old Man Major actually won.
(The crowd is going crazy for what they just witnessed. Holly is still sitting on the mat, shocked beyond belief. Harper and Cameron are outside the ring, just as stunned, but they are more concerned with Holly’s knee, so they rush into the ring to check on their teammate.)
Rich Russillo: No disrespect to Scotty, but we have to call this an upset. Possibly even the upset of the season thus far. Holly took her eye off the ball for one brief moment and Scotty took advantage of the situation and picked up the biggest and probably the most shocking win of his career here tonight on Voltage.
(Cameron and Harper are checking on Holly, but she assures them that she is fine before she is able to stand up on her own power before limping over to Michael, who has not been able to get rid of the look of shock on his face because he still can’t believe he won. Holly and Scotty lock eyes before the Major extends his hand as a show of respect.)
James Peters: Holly isn’t happy that she lost this match, but it’s very admirable of Scotty to offer a hand of respect towards Holly. Scotty had to believe that his chances weren’t the best, but he pulled through and you gotta respect him for that.
Persephone: No you don’t. What Batbitch should do is just punch him in the face and show your dominance. No need to look like a weak bitch.
(Harper and Cameron watch closely as Holly is taking a moment to decide whether or not she wants to shake his hand. After a moment, Holly shakes her head and turns toward Cam and Harper.)
Rich Russillo: I was expecting Holly to shake his hand, but she ultimately decided not to do it and I don’t think Scotty liked that too much.
Persephone: If she shook his hand, she’d probably break it.
(Michael is a little put off that Holly didn’t return the handshake, but he does see that Holly, Harper, and Cameron are discussing something. After a moment, Harper breaks away from the group to get a microphone as Cameron smiles and nods at Holly.)
James Peters: Hmmm. This is an interesting development we have here. Harper has a microphone and Cameron is smiling at Holly. It looks like we are about to hear from Holly Arrow.
(Harper comes back and hands the microphone to Holly as she asks for the music to die down. After Scotty’s music goes off, Holly turns back to the Major.)
Holly Arrow: OK. OK. I’ll be honest with you, Scotty. Even though I didn’t go into this match planning to lose, I really don’t blame you in the slightest for taking advantage of the situation and stealing the victory. You fought your ass off in this match and you won. I can’t take that away from you.
(Holly shakes her head while Scotty looks on.)
Holly Arrow: I’m not exactly happy about losing this match, but I’ll give you your flowers. You picked up a huge victory tonight. I also know that you wanted a handshake and I have no issue shaking your hand… but I think I have something that you might like just as much… or more.
(Holly turns back to Cam and Harper. Both nod once more before Holly continues.)
Holly Arrow: I know that you want an opportunity to shine, Scotty, so I think that we have an idea. In a few weeks at Territorial Invasion, there is a little match called Brand Warfare.
Holly Arrow: Now Captain Cam and POTARA would like to offer you, Major Scotty Connor, the FINAL SPOT on Team Voltage.
(The crowd starts cheering after the announcement.)
Rich Russillo: What an opportunity for Scotty!! Teaming with four former Champions in EAW would be a golden experience for him.
(Scotty is completely surprised at the offer, but he takes the microphone from Holly and takes a moment to think of what he wants to say before putting the microphone to his mouth.)
Major Michael Scott Connor: Holly…
Major Michael Scott Connor: It would be an HONOR to fight alongside a Hall of Famer in Cameron, the reigning Tag Team Champions in POTARA, and the longest reigning National Elite Champion in History in Donovan Duke.
(The crowd cheers once more as Scotty drops the microphone and shakes hands with Holly, Harper, and Cameron as Donovan Duke heads to the ring.)
James Peters: There you have it! Voltage’s team for Brand Warfare has been decided! Team Captain Cameron Ella Ava, Unified Tag Team Champions POTARA, Donovan Duke, and now Major Scotty Connor will represent the yellow brand at Territorial Invasion.
Persephone: Yay for us. Three dumb bitches, an old man, and a gambling hillbilly who isn’t playing with a full deck.
(Donovan enters the ring and shakes Scotty’s hand before all five team members take each other’s hands and raise them to the sounds of cheers from the crowd.)
James Peters: If you ask me, this is a strong team showing solidarity right now that could bring Brand Warfare home to Voltage once again. We are almost out of time for this edition of Sunday Night Voltage. For Rich Russillo and Persephone, I am James Peters. Goodnight everybody!
(The final shot shows all five members of the Voltage Brand Warfare team standing tall in the center of the ring still raising each other’s arms as the shot fades to black.)
(EAW Logo Buzzes.)
