John Helms
[ SCREEN BAR – EARLIER IN THE WEEK ]
(The camera fades in to the newly renovated Poon Palace which has undergone vast changes during its recent temporary closure. A yellow carpet has been unrolled into the entrance as TLA steps forward to open the massive velvet covered doors to the Poon Palace as he is shown wearing a suit with a bowtie to greet his guests.)
TLA: Bienvenido a mi casa! I have invited all mah boiz all up to the new and improved Poon Palace! Come in come in! We got bitches. We got drank. We got everything that y’all could ever need!
(Terry Chambers, Ahren Fournier, and Myles are shown entering the Poon Palace together looking annoyed that they are even here. TLA greets them with a wide smile as several Poons appear and hand them bottles of Crip-a-Cola. Ahren is shown immediately tossing it into the trash as he picks up Jennipurr instead to pet her slowly.)
Ahren Fournier: Look amigo. I don’t know who you are or why you invited me here but I am just here so hopefully the annoying DMs stop. I tried to block you but somehow you kept getting through anyway so here I am. Now why don’t you tell me why we are here?
Terry Chambers: What are you talking about Ahren? This is Team Voltage. We are here for a team meeting. We have one more member we have to decide on…
Myles: Why are we meeting here? Who made TLA the leader of the team? Didn’t I beat his ass a few weeks ago? We should be meeting at my house instead.
TLA: Tranquilo amigos. We all equal on this shit. We ain’t need no Capitan out here. We all down to rep for Voltage and that’s all that matters. Now let me show you around my fine establishment and show you what we do.
(TLA is shown guiding Ahren, Terry, and Myles around the Poon Palace. The first room they step into the group nearly walks and trips into a hot tub filled with rose petals. A number of wet Poons immediately leap out of the water and drop they tops before they begin dancing and grinding on everyone.)
Terry Chambers: Oh shit nah that’s iight. I got a girl already. I’m a loyal man. I mean those are nice and all… wait no! I wasn’t thinking that at all. Hold up I gotta do something…
(Terry Chambers pulls up his phone and begins to FaceTime with Consuela. Consuela’s angry face is shown answering as Terry assures her that he isn’t here for Poon.)
Consuela: Seriously?
Terry Chambers: :noah:
Ahren Fournier: *makes whipping sound*
Myles: :neutral_face: What the fuck have I gotten myself into?
TLA: Oh my bad Myles. You prolly not old enough to see this shit. Don’t worry I got you covered. Literally.
(TLA pulls out a jewel encrusted blindfold and hands it to Myles in order to protect him from the horrors that his eyes have seen on this day. Unfortunately, before Myles can take it Ahren Fournier snatches it and wraps it around Jennipurr’s eyes instead.)
Ahren Fournier: Now now Jennipurr it is okay. Stop shaking. You know that you are the only pussy that I would ever have eyes for.
Jennipurr: *purrs loudly*
TLA: Iight obviously this room isn’t going to work out for our meeting. Luckily I have prepared a space that will be much more suited to all y’all interests. Don’t worry Terry I ain’t gonna tell yo hyna you been lookin’ at none of this. Right this way por favor.
(TLA guides the team into the next room which is filled with animals including a number of goats, kangaroos, and Steroid Dawg keeping them all under control with her mad herding skillz.)
TLA: Iight holmes I think y’all gonna feel right at home up in here. Pull up a chair. Mi casa es tu casa.
Ahren Fournier: Fuck it’s that dirty mutt. Keep it away from Jennipurr or I am leaving and quitting the team.
TLA: Mah dawg is a good dawg. Mi perra buena. Te amo mi perra.
(One of the kangaroos is shown hopping up behind Myles who immediately takes it out with a Ripcord Running Knee Strike.)
Terry Chambers: Come on Myles. You really shouldn’t be turning on your own kind like that.
Myles: Is this some kind of joke TLA? You invite us for a team meeting and then subject us to these farm animals?
TLA: I assure you that this is completely serious.
Terry Chambers: Is a kangaroo a farm animal? Imma have to look that up…
Ahren Fournier: Well it is a nice gesture TLA. You tried. You didn’t try very hard but I can’t really expect any more from the likes of you. Now that being said I don’t like being around all these posers.
(Ahren gestures to the herd of goats.)
TLA: :noah: Damn I thought you would like them carnal.
Ahren Fournier: No TLA you have to understand that I am THE GOAT. All these wannabes could never be me. Just having them around is giving them too much credit because I should not even grace such posers with my presence.
TLA: Oh you all big shots huh? I knew Terry was big but apparently he ain’t got shit on the rest of y’all. Iight iight. You know that you deserve the best. You deserve the finest. Only that good shit for Team Voltage. Iight follow me we gonna do this shit right.
(TLA leads Myles, Terry, and Ahren into a golden elevator which goes up to the top floor. They exit into the VIP section which is filled with expensive furniture, expensive tequila, and expensive bitches.)
TLA: Y’all best not ask her to do anything. Even one titty gonna cost you half yo EAW paycheck for the year.
(Ahren sets Jennipurr down as she immediately runs into a wall due to her blindfold. TLA sighs and asks the Poon to leave so Ahren can take the blindfold off Jennipurr before she falls into the hot tub. However, some of the Poons dancing in glass cages with strobe lighting on the walls don’t hear him and continue to shake what they got.)
Myles: Finally that is all over with. Now let’s get to business.
(The members of Team Voltage are shown settling into the expensive leather chairs as crystal glasses of drank slowly rise out of the armrests.)
Terry Chambers: We are here today for one reason. To discuss Brand Warfare and who the final teammate should be. Now need I remind you that Captain Charisma said he would be choosing the person because he has decided to put the team together.
Ahren Fournier: Nawww, fuck all dat!
TLA: Agreed fuck jefe. We wildin’ we can’t be controlled. We ain’t play by no one’s rules not even our own.
Myles: …
(Myles is shown with his attention drifting off from the boring conversation as he looks around the VIP section. Myles takes note of a number of the Poons dancing before his gaze shifts to a cooler filled with Corona which has been quarantined off in a glass case with fingerprint access required to open it.)
Terry Chambers: Well that is one option.
TLA: Facts only. He making us do this. Thinks he can boss us around and tell us what to do. So we gonna make him go with who we wanna go with.
Terry Chambers: Do you guys have any ideas?
Ahren Fournier: Well to be honest if I had it my way I would be the only member of the team.
TLA: But you don’t get to have it your way.
Ahren Fournier: Unfortunately not. Well I don’t really even know who is on the Voltage roster so… I’m not sure how much help I am going to be here.
TLA & Terry: :skip:
Myles: …!
(Out of the corner of his eye Myles takes notice of one Poon dancing directly behind TLA and Ahren on the wall. Myles looks entranced by her moves as she sways back and forth on the pole. Her beautiful pale skin appears to shimmer in the strobe lights as she tosses back her flaming red hair. She stares down looking directly at Myles with her brilliant blue eyes.)
Ahren Fournier: Oh I know how about Jennipurr!!!
TLA & Terry: :skip: !
TLA: Hell nah fuck all that. We ain’t need that pinche gata in the ring. Maybe we should bring in Steroid Dawg tho.
(Ahren is shown leaving the room.)
TLA: Wait no papi! Come back! I was joking. :noah:
(Ahren is shown returning to his chair.)
Terry Chambers: Can we pick a human partner? Please?!?!?
Ahren Fournier: Fine. What about that one fine blonde broad that just came back to Voltage? She has that long ass name with the hyphen it in. Kassington Crackhoon-Asster or some shit?
Terry Chambers: You mean Kensingten Calhoun-Astor?!?!? :skip:
Ahren Fournier: That’s what I said big man.
Terry Chambers: The only thing big about me is my muscles. You want me to flex on you motherfucker?
Ahren Fournier: :whoa: !
TLA: Nah nah we ain’t letting the gringa anywhere near our team. Last time we was in the same room bitch was all about that deportation shit. On her racism grind. You know she was callin’ ICE on a vato? We ain’t fucks with that in the Poon Palace.
Terry Chambers: It’s true. She would probably deport TLA if we added her to our team and then we would just have to pick another team member all over again.
Ahren Fournier: That sounds like a real pain in the ass.
(The Poon is shown twerking around the pole as Myles carefully eyes her. The guys continue to talk amongst themselves)
TLA: How about SOSA? I would like to have a little more estrogen on this team myself but… I have been asking around the Poon Palace and have come to one conclusion. Bitches love him. So maybe we scoop him up and the bitches will come right to us!
Ahren Fournier: Hard pass. You been giving me enough Crip-a-Cola since I got here. I don’t need anymore Soda. Not to mention I already beat his ass and the 4th Ava at Bloodsport. We don’t need losers on the GOAT team. Although considering who is already on it…
Terry Chamber: Uwot?
TLA: Oh you want these manos? You wanna tussle? I’ll beat yo ass pendejo say some of that shit again to me.
Ahren Fournier: :whoa:
(Myles shakes his head, obvious disappointment in his eyes as the Poon he was watching is shown slowly sliding her top off and dropping it to the floor. That is when everyone notices Myles hasn’t been paying them any attention.)
TLA: Ay fucking yo! Myles!
Terry Chambers: Come on Myles. Don’t you have any ideas? You haven’t been contributing much to this discussion.
TLA: We here on Team Voltage value your contributions homie. Wait what were you looking at?
Myles: My bad mates. I guess I got distracted. Now where were we? We were thinking of adding Shaker Jones to the team?
Ahren & Terry: :whoa:
(TLA looks behind him to see what Myles was distracted by as he takes note of the beautiful pale Poon with the flaming red hair who is shown continuing to dance completely unphased by the attention she has been receiving.)
TLA: Oh shit you like her holmes? I ain’t gonna lie this mami is real fine. Just signed her real recently to make up for some of them Poons who got injured at Bloodsport. Dawggg I should have know that you would be into that Minerva type shit.
Myles: :whoa: What? No! I have to face that crazy bitch on Voltage.
Terry Chambers: :usure:
Ahren Fournier: :ohhh:
TLA: Que? Que? Que? What did I say?…. Oh shit…
Myles: :ohhh:
TLA: :ohhh:
Everyone: :ohhh:
(Everyone turns around and looks at the pale dancing Poon as the camera fades to black.)
(EAW intro plays.)
(The RECAP of the last Voltage is shown starting off with TLA calling out Drake King but Captain Charisma comes out and offers him a spot on Team Voltage for the Brand Warfare Match at Territorial Invasion. The first match of the night saw the returning Kensingten Calhoun-Astor defeat a game Lisa Wren. The GOAT Show with Ahren Fournier addressed Jennipurr and the PETA situation, when suddenly all members of the Team Voltage who have been announced so far claimed their positions where they finally came together as a team. Sienna Jade had a lot to say to Sofia Clarke about her Bloodsport performance, the National Elite Championship and her “Eye Collector” nickname when Shane Gates had something to say and a claim at a title shot. SKA fought bravely against Jesse Barlow and Korey Gaines in his last match on Voltage which ended in a no contest. Donovan Duke and Conor Ryan became at tag team much to Hannah Marin’s disgust. Next we saw Molly Quinn impressively wrestle the very cunning Candice Blair who was able to get a win leading to her Universal Women’s Championship match. Drake King and Malcolm Jones picked their final partner for the Brand War Games in Darcy May Morgan. SOSA Henderson and Rex McAllister had a confrontation, SOSA wants a shot at the EAW World Championship and if he could beat Rex later, he would get a shot.
Adam Lucas and TLA tore the house down, with TLA scoring an important and key victory over the impressive rookie. Ms. Extreme then talked about her match with Adam Lucas at Bloodsport when she was attacked from behind by Kasey Kaos. SOSA Henderson and Rex McAllister had their match, and SOSA pulled out the shenanigans feigning a chair shot by Rex while the referee was down, where SOSA won the match by disqualification, then attacking Rex after the bell rang and now has his shot for the EAW World Title at Territorial Invasion. Then it transitioned to Minerva talking about her Universal Women’s Championship loss at Bloodsport to Serena Bennett and how she will not be discouraged or humbled, placing now everyone on notice in Voltage and the EAW as a whole. Finally, the Main Event saw Drake King face Kasey Kaos in a very close and competitive match that saw Drake take the win, then afterwards Ms. Extreme came out and attacked Kasey for earlier in the night making a match between them at Territorial Invasion.)
(RECAP Ends)
(The camera finally transitions to the EAW Performance Center, and the socially distanced crowd immediately goes crazy once they realize they’re on air. The camera then pans over to the commentary table)
James Peters: Ladies and gentlemen… Welcome to Voltage! I’m James Peters, and with me as always is Rich Russillo and Persephone Tsitsipas! We have a STACKED episode of Voltage tonight and we could possibly find out who the last member of the Voltage Team for the Brand Warfare match will be. We have a Main Event tonight Team War Games members Drake King and Darcy May Morgan against Jesse Barlow and Korey Gaines!
Rich Russillo: We are full of Main Event caliber matches tonight! All the mentioned Team Members of the Brand Warfare match for Voltage will be competing. Team Captain, Ahren Fournier takes on Kasey Kaos, Myles will try to fend off the dangerous Minerva, TLA will go one on one with Ms. Extreme, Sienna Jade and Terry Chambers will clash and we will hear from Rex McAllister after what happened last week with SOSA Henderson!
Persephone: That no good dirty …… UWYIGFUTFGUYGQYGFY! SOSA hurt my Rexy last week! He is going to get it and I can’t wait to hear what he has to say!
(Voltage fades to the middle of the ring.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is set for one fall!
(Girei by Yasuharo Takanashi as Azrael shows up on stage. He stares down towards the ring for a moment as his manager, Mr. Jacobs appears next to him. The stage gets covered in smoke which progressively clears out as the two start walking down the ring)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… Accompanied to the ring by Mr. Jacobs… from Phoenix Arizona, weighing in at 290 pounds… AZRAEL!!!
James Peters: Oh boy oh boy. Tonight we are going to see two debutants here on Voltage and I’m not sure which one is scarier. This guy, Azrael, is a very disturbed man. And Mr. Jacobs there, he’s up to no good either.
(Take Back the Power by The Interrupters plays up as The Suppressor, Franko Betoli shows up on stage. He glares at his opponent inside the squared circle and then he walks all the way down the ramp and towards the ring)
James Peters: Now this guy is just as intimidating as Azrael, however he is not the spooky monster intimidating type… he’s more like the “I am going to break your neck” intimidating type. Franko Betoli is a dangerous man and his nickname sums him up best. He is a submission specialist and he knows how to put the hurt on his opponents.
Bella Braxton: And introducing his opponent… From Milan, Italy…. weighing in at 187 pounds… He is “The Suppressor”… FRANKO BETOLI!!!
Rich Russillo: Well, I’m interested to see what Franko Betoli is going to bring to the table. We can’t exactly say that Voltage is the home of pure wrestling but still it’s interesting to see what this young guy from Italy is going to pull off.
(Franko Betoli walks up the apron and enters the ring as the referee signals the timekeeper to get the match started)
(DING DING DING)
Rich Russillo: And the match is underway! Man, Azrael is spooky as hell, I wouldn’t want to be in Franko Betoli’s shoes right now. Franko Betoli goes for a lock up but Azrael doesn’t seem interest in traditional wrestling here. It seems to me as if he simply wants to hurt Franko Betoli without too much fanfare. Franko goes for it but Azrael simply pushes him off as Franko trips over and falls down to the canvas butt first, now Azrael is on the attack as he launches his opponent towards the corner and then rushes him with a stiff body splash that leaves Franko stunned!
James Peters: Franko Betoli needs to find a way to overcome Azrael brute strenght but so far Azrael really looks like an unbeatable machine. Azrael now launches Betoli all the way to the opposite corner with a stiff clothesline and he tries to follow up with a splash one more time but this time around nobody’s home! Franko Betoli moved out of the way just in time to avoid damage and now Azrael is stunned, this might very well be the opening Franko needs to turn things around! Franko locks his arms around Azrael’s waist, he might be thinking German Suplex here… but wait! He can’t lift him up! Azrael is just too heavy! Azrael is indeed over one hundred pounds heavier than Franko Betoli and that is why The Suppressor is struggling big time here!
Persephone: He’s struggling just like I’m struggling to keep my eyes open in front of this snore fest! Either way, now Azrael is fighting back and he has just tossed Franko to the side, Franko is stunned but he quickly gets back to his feet… Only for Azrael to catch him with a stiff big boot to the face that leaves him laid out flat on the mat. Franko Betoli though manages to roll out of the way and avoids an elbow drop by Azrael who was trying to keep up his momentum, Franko quickly gets back to his feet and.. what does he have in mind here?
James Peters: Franko Betoli with a stiff Ezinguri kick to the back of Azrael’s head! Azrael is stunned but still on his feet… another Enziguri kick by Franko Betoli… and again, Azrael is still standing… Franko Betoli has had enough, he leaps in the air and… OH MY LORD, HE JUST FLATTENED HIM WITH A JUMPING DDT! FRANKO BETOLI JUST FOUND A WAY TO PUT THE BIG MAN DOWN AND NOW HE GOES FOR A COVER..
ONEEEEEEEEEEE
Rich Russillo: Azrael powers out at one as if it was nothing! Franko Betoli can’t believe it! That DDT truly spiked his head with a vicious angle but still Azrael looks as if he barely even felt it. Franko Betoli can’t afford distractions here, he needs to keep his head in the game and put his opponent to sleep. So far, The Suppressor has been relying on his Wrestling skill and his relentless grit. It seems to me it’s starting to work, however Azrael is showing some inhuman strength and resilience, it won’t be easy to put the big man down. Franko Betoli is now going old school on Azrael as he applies a Hammerlock right in the middle of the ring. Seated position for the two as the Hammerlock is wearing down Azrael. Franko Betoli is trying to keep control of the bout and wear down his opponent, that’s the only thing he can do.
James Peters: Yeah it seems to me that Azrael has still a lot left in the tank. Azrael now is trying to get some sort of comeback going, he pushes himself up to his knees and delivers a stiff shot to the midsection of his opponent who still has the Hammerlock locked in tight though. Franko is showing and impressive display of skill as he keeps Azrael grounded and makes sure he doesn’t have room to maneuver. Azrael though is already up and with yet another elbow shot he finally frees himself from the Hammerlock. Phew! Be careful though, damage might have already been done.
Persephone: The damage has indeed already been done as I can’t unsee this shitfest I’ve been watching. However since I’m a professional I’ll have to suffer through. Azrael is now up to his feet and he delivers a stiff headbutt to this fucking nobody. Franko Betoli is now stumbling back and that’s the opening Azrael needs to turn things around… Azrael charges in for a massive Big Boot… NO, FRANKO BETOLI DUCKED UNDER! FRANKO RUNS TO THE ROPES AND BOUNCES OFF, HE RUNS AT AZRAEL OFF THE REBOUND…ONE HIT WONDER BY FRANKO BETOLI! HE JUST SUPERKICKED AZREAL!
James Peters: Franko Betoli manages to turn things around big time as he hits Azrael with his signature Superkick. Now the big monster is down on his knees, stunned but he is still refusing to go down for the three count. FRANKO BETOLI GOES FOR YET ANOTHER KICK TO THE HEAD! THE SECOND TIME MIGHT BE THE CHARM! TWO ONE HIT WONDER IN A ROW AS AZRAEL FINALLY COLLAPSES TO THE MAT AND FRANKO BETOLI GOES FOR THE COVER…
ONEEEEEEEE
TWOOOOOOOOOOO
THREEEE—————
Rich Russillo: AND A KICKOUT! AZRAEL IS STILL ALIVE! Phew! Franko Betoli showing the world how wrestling can overcome raw power and that’s exactly what we are witnessing here tonight ladies and gentlemen, yet another chapter in the never ending battle between raw power and technical wrestling. So far it looks like Franko Betoli has gotten the upper hand however he’s having trouble keeping his opponent down for the three count. Azrael is already back to his knees but the two Superkick left him completely stunned as expected. Franko Betoli has to quickly follow up now and he does by stomping Azrael’s ankle with a vicious stomp, and yet another for good measure! Azrael is now on the mat, trying to get back to a vertical position but Franko Betoli is still in control of the exchange as he locks his opponent in an Ankle Lock!
James Peters: Smart move here by Franko, he’s going after the leg of Azrael as he tries to keep the big man down. Azrael is struggling now but there’s simply no way he’s going to tap here! Azrael is trying to crawl towards the ropes but Franko is doing what he can to pull him right back to the center of the ring and preventing him from reaching the bottom rope. Azrael is fingertips away… BUT FRANKO BETOLI DROPS DOWN TO THE MAT AND WRAPS HIS LEGS AROUND AZRAEL’S LEG! NOW THE ANKLE LOCK IS REALLY LOCKED IN, AZRAEL HAS TO FIND ANOTHER WAY TO EITHER FORCE A ROPE BREAK OR GET OUT OF THE HOLD!
Rich Russillo: The referee is asking Azrael if he wants to give in but I don’t think that monster is even going to listen to what the referee has to say. Instead Azrael is trying to use his weight advantage to flip himself over and… oh yeah he is really doing it! Azrael just turned on his back and… he is stomping a hole in Franko Betoli with his free leg! A series of brutal shots by Azrael and just like that, Franko Betoli has no choice but to let him go! Franko Betoli is out… AZRAEL JUMPS RIGHT ON TOP OF HIM AND HE STARTS POUNDING HIM WITH LEFTS AND RIGHTS, A NEVER ENDING ONSLAUGHT BY AZRAEL WHO HAS JUST THROWN THE WRESTLING BOOK OUT OF THE WIND AND HE IS GOING STRAIGHT UP BEAST MODE FROM HERE!
Persephone: Yikes! Franko Betoli might need some facial surgery after that treatment he just got… anyways, Azrael has finally gotten back the control of this bout and that might mean we are getting closer to the conclusion, which I hope for my mental health is getting near. Azrael is dragging the carcass of Franko Betoli towards the ropes and he throws his on the apron, but still keeps his grip on him by his neck… now Franko is left hanged on the second rope, is he going for a Rope Hung DDT maybe?
Rich Russillo: That is the plan I think and… WAIT, WE SPOKE TOO SOON, FRANKO JUST GOT OUT OF THE WAY AND HIT HIM WITH A STIFF HIGH KICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! AZRAEL IS STUNNED BUT STILL ON HIS FEET, HE REFUSES TO GO DOWN… THIS IS FRANKO’S MOMENT, HE CAN FEEL IT! FRANKO RUNS TOWARDS THE CORNER AND QUICKLY CLIMBS THE TURNBUCKLE EXTREMELY FAST… FRANKO BETOLI GOES FOR A DIVING CROSSBODY…
James Peters: AAAAAAAARGHHHH NO WAY! AZRAEL JUST CAUGHT HIM! AZRAEL GOT FRANKO BY HIS NECK, HE GOT HIM IN A CHOKESLAM PREDICAMENT, HE MIGHT END HIM HERE, FRANKO HAS NOWHERE TO GO… NO! WHAT THE HELL… FRANKO BETOLI WITH A TREMENDOUS COUNTER JUST TURNED THAT CHOKESLAM INTO A DDT AS HE SPIKES THE HEAD OF HIS OPPONENT TO THE MAT!
Rich Russillo: FRANKO BETOLI WITH YET ANOTHER TREMENDOUS COUNTER, THE SUPPRESSOR IS ON THE HUNT! AZRAEL STUMBLES BACK TO HIS FEET AS FRANKO BETOLI GOES FOR THE KILL… ANOTHER ONE HIT WONDER??? AZRAEL HAS OTHER PLANS AS HE CATCHES THE BOOT OF FRANKO BETOLI IN MID AIR! HE WILL NOT GET HIS HEAD KNOCKED OUT FOR THE THIRD TIME IN A ROW, NO SIR. AZRAEL NOW HAS A FIRM HOLD ON FRANKO’S NECK… CHOKESLAM!!! THIS TIME THE CHOKE SLAM CONNECTS! AZRAEL WITH THE COVER, THIS IS IT…
ONEEEEEEEEEEEE
TWOOOOOOOOOOO
THR—————
James Peters: BETOLI KICKS OUT! BETOLI IS STILL ALIVE AND KICKING! BUT NOT FOR LONG, AS AZRAEL SIGNALS THAT NOW IT IS TIME TO PUT THE MATCH AWAY FOR GOOD! FRANKO BETOLI IS SLOWLY GETTING BACK UP TO HIS FEET AS AZRAEL IS STALKING HIM… AZRAEL LIFTS HIS ARM UP, ARE WE ABOUT TO SEE THE MANDIBLE CLAW IN ACTION?! OH LORD, I DON’T THINK I EVEN WANT TO LOOK!
Persephone: Good, that makes two of us, I haven’t been looking since this fucking shitshow started.
James Peters: AZRAEL GOES FOR THE MANDIBLE CLAW! THE MANDIBLE CLAW IS LOCKED IN AND FRANKO BETOLI HAS NOWHERE TO GO! FRANKO IS STRUGGLING TO KEEP HIS BALANCE BUT HIS ENERGY IS FADING OUT, HE IS ABOUT TO COLLAPSE TO HIS KNEES… AND HE DOES! FRANKO BETOLI IS NOW DOWN TO ONE KNEE! HIS EYES ARE ABOUT TO CLOSE SHUT… OH NOW, NOW AZRAEL HAS DROPPED DOWN TO THE CANVAS AND SO DID FRANKO, THE MANDIBLE CLAW IS STILL LOCKED IN TIGHT AND HE HAS ABSOLUTELY NOWHERE TO GO! THE REFEREE GETS CLOSER TO CHECK ON THE SUPPRESSOR, IS HE GOING TO FADE OUT!
Rich Russillo: THE REFEREE RAISES ONE HAND… FRANKO IS OUT GUYS, THE HAND FALLS DOWN TO THE MAT! THE REFEREE HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO RAISE THE HAND ONE MORE TIME… AND THE HAND DROPS DOWN TO THE MAT YET AGAIN! THE REFEREE GOES FOR IT A THIRD TIME AND….
James Peters: THE FOOT IS ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! HE HAS TO BREAK THE SUBMISSION ATTEMPT! WHAT THE HELL! HE WAS ABOUT TO TAP OUT THERE.
Rich Russillo: Franko Betoli with an impressive amount of heart and determination…. BUT WAIT A SECOND, AZRAEL IS REFUSING TO LET GO OF THE HOLD! THE REFEREE HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO START THE COUNT, BUT THE MANDIBLE CLAW IS STILL LOCKED IN! WHAT THE HELL! THE REFEREE IS COUNTING…
ONEEEEEEEEE
TWOOOOOOOOOO
THREEEEEEEE
FOUUUUUUUURRRRRRRR
James Peters: AZRAEL DOES NOT WANT TO LET GO OF HIM! THE REFEREE HAS TO PHYSICALLY PRY HIM OPEN… WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HER?! FRANKO BETOLI IS OUT BUT THIS IS NOT FAIR, THE MOVE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE BROKEN UP AGES AGO!
Rich Russillo: I DONT THINK AZRAEL CARES… AND LOOK! AZRAEL IS NOW LIFTING HIM UP IN THE PILEDRIVER… THE BURIAL CONNECTS! FRANKO BETOLI IS DOWN AND OUT… NOT THIS WAY COME ON…
ONEEEEEEEEEE
TWOOOOOOOOOO
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
(DING DING DING)
(Girei by Yasuharo Takanashi plays up yet again as the referee refuses to raise Azrael’s hand in celebration. Instead, Mr. Jacobs enters the ring and does it himself)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner… AZRAEEEEL!
Rich Russillo: Well, Franko Betoli was screwed! The Mandible Claw took him out but he referee did not do his job properly there.
James Peters: That might be true but what an impressive performance by Azrael. He has put the entire Voltage locker room on notice…
Persephone: Just as he has put myself to sleep. Yikes.
(The camera cuts to a commercial for Territorial Invasion)
(The camera fades in to Bella Braxton in the middle of the ring as she stands there with a smile before beginning to speak to the crowd)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(Before anyone is introduced, ‘Unfuckwithable’ by Deez Nuts plays up to loud boos as Sienna Jade makes her way out to the stage. She has the National Elite Championship around her shoulder as she looks around with a smirk just embracing the boos that have been thrown at her so far. She raises the title high in the air as she makes her way down the ramp)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome.. THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION… SIENNA JADE!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Certainly a big fight feel as our National Elite Champion makes her way to the ringside area to scout this match as this determines her match at Territorial Invasion!
James Peters: It’s clear she’s going to have her fun here but one thing’s for sure is the fact that whoever wins she’s probably not going to take lightly, but we’ll just have to see right? There’s a reason she’s got this far, so it’s a given that she has this deserved confidence.
Persephone: You know I don’t get it, if the whole basis of the National Elite Championship is like America and shit… then why the hell is a Canadian holding it? Questions questions…
(Sienna makes her way around the ringside area and pulls up a chair with a smirk on her face as she unfolds it and takes a seat as she crosses her legs and pats the National Elite Championship as ‘Unfuckwithable’ fades out. ‘Overlord’ by Suicide Silence then plays up to a chorus of boos as Shane Gates makes his way out to the stage. He has a stern look on his face as he’s clearly in no mood to play games as he’s looking straight towards the ring. Slowly he takes off the hood on his face showing his full self before making his way down to the ring, taking his time as he does so)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… from Huntington Beach, California… weighing in at 213 pounds… THE NATURAL BORN KILLER… SHANE GATES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: It is clear heading into this match Shane Gates is coming in for blood. He has faced countless failure after failure in his tenure here and it’s really frustrated him when it comes down to it. One things for sure is the fact that this is his biggest opportunity to turn that all around in a heartbeat when it comes to Season 14.
James Peters: Well of course, he has it so close to his grasp it’s hard to believe that he’ll let an opportunity like this slip right? If any of the others want to win in this matchup they have to get past a motivated Shane Gates, and that in itself is a hard task.
Persephone: You honestly think that one person can just change themself and expect different results?! YOU’RE STILL THE SAME PERSON! I don’t get the point, he bout to lose I bet you ten bucks on that, remember this.
(Shane Gates makes his way around the ringside area before he rolls into the ring. He makes his way over to the center of the ring as he looks around at the continuous, nonstop booing crowd that is completely showering the ‘Natural Born Killer’ before he gives a nod. Making his intentions known without even saying anything, as he makes his way to his corner as ‘Overlord’ fades out. ‘Survival’ by Eminem then plays up as the crowd transitions to loud cheers as Adam Lucas makes his way out to the stage. He circles around the stage as he hypes the crowd up before looking around with a smile on his face. He looks down at his waist as he makes a championship gesture clearly motivated as he makes his way down the ramp and to the ring)
Bella Braxton: And his opponents, first… from New York… weighing in at 231 pounds… THE NEXT LEVEL… ADAM LUCAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: As for Adam Lucas he has made a significant impact so far into his career here in EAW. His most significant match being just a few weeks ago against Ms. Extreme, despite coming up short showing the fact that no matter that he is someone to look out for all throughout Season 14!
James Peters: And showing that losses don’t take a big toll on him as well. But one things for sure is that he doesn’t want to lose this match right now. His first Championship opportunity, a grand opportunity for anyone. He knows the importance in this match and he needs to win this. And if I had to guess he’ll go through anyone to do so.
Persephone: This dude is probably the most corny dude I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen a lot of people. I mean c’mon, we’ve heard this whole underdog schtick before. It might be because of how bland and vanilla you both jokes are saying it like but one things for sure is that I’ve heard this whole thing before. Expect him to win? Impossible. Best bet is them all losing so we can move on to Sexy Rexy!
(Adam Lucas quickly climbs up the steel steps and enters into the ring as he circles around the canvas. He quickly jumps up to the top rope and spreads his arms out as he looks around at the hype crowd for ‘The Next Level’ as he jumps down and quickly makes his way over to his corner. He begins to get warmed up and ready for the match as ‘Survival’ fades out. ‘Hell on Heels’ by Pistol Annies then plays up which gives a very loud reception of boos to the person that’s coming out. Kensingten Calhoun-Astor makes her way out to the stage with a fan in one hand and a handbag in her other. She fans herself with a smirk on her face as she looks around and can only give a snicker in response to the crowd’s response to her. She then begins to strut down to the ramp and make her way down to the ring with class)
Bella Braxton: And lastly… from Savannah, Georgia… weighing in at 143 pounds… THE STEEL MAGNOLIA OF ELITE ANSWERS WRESTLING… KENSINGTEN CALHOUN-ASTOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: Things seemingly have been going pretty rough for Kensingten Calhoun-Astor these last few weeks one things for sure is that. Having her fair share of losses one thing that doesn’t change is the fact that it just doesn’t seem to phase her no matter what match she’s in. But her hard work is seemingly going to come to something now as she’s been given a shot to fight for the National Elite Championship to prove herself.
James Peters: Now I know if there’s a match she wants to win out of all the matches she’s in, this is one of them. She’s had her fair share of opportunities where she’s came up short, but I know that is something she wants to turn around, that is something that anyone wants to do. I’m sure no matter what though she’s going to shine in this matchup, if she’s going to win is arguable, but we’ll just have to find out right?
Persephone: God doesn’t she suck? I mean legitimately everyone sucks around here except for my hubby Rex McAllister, but this is like bottom of the barrel shit you get me? I mean her nails are absolutely fab, but that doesn’t take away from anything right? So you know my conclusion? Give me a break man.
(Kensingten Calhoun-Astor makes her way up the steel steps and onto the apron as she then makes her way to the center and enters into the ring. She stands at the center fanning herself once more before posing for the crowd only for them to shower her with even more boos as she does so. She scoffs before making her way to her corner as ‘Hell on Heels’ fades out and the Ref signals for the bell)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Here we go as this triple threat match is underway! AND SHANE GATES BOOSTING HIMSELF OUT OF THE CORNER AND PUMMELING ADAM LUCAS RIGHT IN THE FACE! SHANE PUSHING HIM INTO THE CORNER AS HE THROWS MULTIPLE PUNCHES RIGHT IN HIS FACE KEEPING HIM PROPPED UP BEFORE SENDING HIM INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER AND RUNNING FORWARD, AS HE SENDS A KNEE RIGHT INTO HIS GUT!
James Peters: Shane and Adam seem to be off to an explosive start in this match but it seems that Kensingten Calhoun-Astor is just leaning back in her corner and letting the fight happen, conserving her energy! Shane grabbing Adam as he sends him into an Irish whip back into the opposite corner as he quickly runs forward, BUT ADAM MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AS HE GRABS THE HEAD OF SHANE GATES AND SLAMS IT RIGHT INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! Shane stumbling back in retreat to the center of the ring as Adam quickly grabs him, AND PLANTS HIM DOWN WITH A SPINEBUSTER!
Persephone: Ew what is she doing?
Rich Russillo: KENSINGTEN IS TURNING AROUND ADAM, THE SOUTHERN SWAG SHOT- BUT ADAM DUCKS UNDER AS KENSINGTEN WAS ATTEMPTING TO TAKE A CHEAP SHOT AND ATTEMPT HER LEFT HOOK TKO PUNCH OUT OF NOWHERE! Adam quickly sliding under, AND CONNECTS WITH A CHOP BLOCK TO THE BACK OF KENSINGTEN’S KNEE SENDING HER DOWN TO A KNEE! Adam quickly running to the ropes and back looking to strike, BUT KENSINGTEN MANAGES TO GET UP AND SLAM ADAM DOWN WITH A BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX!
James Peters: Kensingten dropping down as she’s wasting no time taking advantage and slamming fist right into the face of Adam Lucas- BUT SHANE GATES FROM BEHIND WITH A KNEE RIGHT TO THE BACK OF KENSINGTEN’S HEAD SENDING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! Shane quickly picking her back up with ease, AND SLAMS HER DOWN WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!
Rich Russillo: Adam managing to recover though as he grabs the ropes and pulls himself up to his feet and quickly runs forward, BUT SHANE GRABS HIM BY THE HEAD AS HE SIDESTEPS AND THROWS HIM THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPES! Adam still managing to hang on trying to keep a grip, BUT SHANE WITH A KNEE RIGHT TO HIS HEAD SENDING HIM TUMBLING DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE AREA!
James Peters: Shane focusing his attention back on Kensingten as she’s getting back up to her feet, BUT BEFORE SHANE CAN DO ANYTHING SHE SLAMS A FIST RIGHT INTO HIS GUT! Shane retreating backward but is wasting no time turning back around and running forward, CLOTHESLINE- BUT KENSINGTEN DUCKS UNDER AS SHE QUICKLY TURNS HIM AROUND! KENSINGTEN WITH A QUICK ROUNDHOUSE KICK RIGHT TO THE SIDE OF SHANE’S HEAD TAKING HIM DOWN TO A KNEE! Kensingten positioning herself as Shane doesn’t know where he is, AS SHE RAMS A KNEE RIGHT INTO THE BRIDGE OF HIS NOSE SENDING HIM DOWN TO THE CANVAS!
Rich Russillo: Adam getting up onto the canvas as Kensingten is beginning to notice, BUT ADAM ALREADY SENDING A ROPE-ASSISTED ENZUIGIRI RIGHT TO HER FACE SENDING HER BACKWARDS! Adam quickly climbing up to the top rope as Kensingten is trying to quickly run forward, BUT ADAM DROPS HER DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A TOP ROPE CROSSBODY!
James Peters: Adam kipping right back up as he grabs Kensingten and sends her to the ropes, BUT KENSINGTEN QUICKLY GRABBING THE MIDDLE ROPE AND PULLING HERSELF OUT OF THE RING! Kensingten trying to play it smart as she circles around the ring trying to create some distance with a smirk on her face.
Persephone: If I could run away from this match as she has I’d be long gone already. Such boring shit, waiting too long for a Rex McAllister moment.
Rich Russillo: BUT I DON’T THINK ADAM LUCAS LIKES WAITING AS HE RUNS TO THE ROPES AND BACK, SUICIDE DIVE-
James Peters: BUT KENSINGTEN SEES IT COMING AS SHE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY LETTING ADAM CRASH INTO THE BARRICADE! Adam stumbling down to a seated position as Kensingten grabs the apron to position herself, AS SHE SENDS A KNEE RIGHT TO HIS HEAD CRASHING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Rich Russillo: SHANE GATES FROM BEHIND THOUGH NOT WASTING ANY TIME AFTER THE ATTACK AS HE SEEMED TO HAVE RECOVERED AND TOOK DOWN KENSINGTEN WITH A CLUBBING BLOW! Shane quickly bringing Kensingten up, ANOTHER GERMAN SUPLEX- BUT KENSINGTEN WITH A ELBOW RIGHT TO THE FACE OF SHANE SENDING HIM BACK! Shane is stunned as Kensingten runs forward, DROPKICK RIGHT TO HIS FACE!
James Peters: I don’t know how though but he’s still managing to keep upright as Kensingten quickly runs forward, BUT SHANE GRABS HER BY HER HAIR AND THROWS HER BACK FIRST INTO THE BARRICADE!
(The camera cuts back to Sienna Jade looking on seeming impressed before giving a snicker and leaning her head back as she continues to scout the matchup)
Persephone: Maybe if she got involved this match would just be an ounce more interesting. I mean seriously how long is this going to go on for it’s been like a fuckin’ eternity man what the hell.
Rich Russillo: Shane turning around as he goes back to Adam Lucas grabbing him and making his way around the ringside area, BUT ADAM MANAGING TO GRAB HIS HEAD AND SLAM A KNEE RIGHT INTO HIS GUT COMPLETELY HINDERING HIM FROM DOING ANYTHING! Adam quickly grabbing him by the head now completely turning this match around, AS HE CONTINUES TO HIT SHANE WITH GRUELING KNEES RIGHT TO HIS GUT FORCING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! Adam quickly grabbing him as he aims his sights, AND SLAMS HIM HEADFIRST INTO THE RINGPOST SENDING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND!
James Peters: Shane still getting back up though as he seems to be continuing the fight as Adam follows him around the ringside area, BUT WAIT! KENSINGTEN CALHOUN-ASTOR IS SITUATED ON THE TOP ROPE! THEY DON’T NOTICE YET AS KENSINGTEN LAUNCHES OFF AND IT MIGHT BE TOO LATE!
Rich Russillo: SHE JUST FLOORED THEM ALL WITH A MOONSAULT!
(Kensingten Calhoun-Astor gets up to her feet with a smirk as she dusts herself off before looking across the ring and pointing at Sienna Jade. She makes a belt gesture around her waist as Sienna can only scoff)
Persephone: Woah it’s a shooting star!
James Peters: It’s not that was Kensingten.
Persephone: Oh, is that what you’re talking about? I was looking on my phone.
Rich Russillo: Anyway, it seems Kensingten is quickly rolling both of them into the ring and rolling in herself as well. Kensingten quickly moving forward to Shane as she hooks the leg!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
James Peters: BUT SHANE MANAGES TO POWER OUT! Kensingten looking in frustration it appears because she expected the match to end here! She’s quickly moving over to Adam now I think trying to go for a second chance at a pin attempt and get the win right here-
Rich Russillo: BUT ADAM QUICKLY GRABS KENSINGTEN AND ROLLS HER INTO A SCHOOL-BOY! BEFORE THE REF CAN EVEN COUNT HE QUICKLY PUSHES AWAY WHICH GIVES HIM ENOUGH TIME TO GET UP TO HIS FEET AS KENSINGTEN DOES AS WELL! KENSINGTEN SWINGS A PUNCH- BUT ADAM DUCKS UNDER AND GRABS HER BY THE NECK! SLEEPER HOLD!
James Peters: ADAM LOCKING IN A SWIFT SLEEPER HOLD TRYING TO DROP HIS WEIGHT AND BRING KENSINGTEN DOWN TO THE GROUND! Kensingten falling down to a sitting position but she’s seemingly trying her best to fight back as much as possible to gain the upper hand here! Kensingten slowly making her way up now-
Rich Russillo: SHANE OUT OF NOWHERE BACK UP TO HIS FEET AS HE SENDS A KICK RIGHT TO THE BACK OF ADAM LUCAS’ HEAD SENDING HIM CRUMBLING DOWN TO THE GROUND! Shane looking down with a sinister look on his face of no good intentions as both Adam and Kensingten are down on the ground. Adam trying to recollect himself now as Shane is looking on, BUT HE SENDS ANOTHER KICK RIGHT TO THE FACE OF ADAM! Adam is still trying his best to keep himself upright, BUT SHANE GRABS HIM BY THE ARMS AND CONTINUOUSLY BEGINS TO KICK HIM RIGHT IN THE FACE! Adam is down on a knee as Shane runs to the ropes and back while he’s dazed…
James Peters: BULLET2HEAD! SHINING WIZARD DECAPATATES ADAM LUCAS AND SENDS HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! SHANE QUICKLY HOOKING THE LEG AND GOING FOR THE PIN!
Persephone: Thank goodness please let this be the end of the match. I mean I get Shane Gates is bad and all but…
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRR-
Rich Russillo: HEART OF DIXIE! KENSINGTEN CALHOUN-ASTOR OUT OF NOWHERE LAUNCHING OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE AND TAKING THE AIR OUT OF SHANE GATES’ CHEST WITH A SHOOTING STAR KNEE DROP AS SHE BREAKS UP THE PIN! Shane quickly retreating out of the way and out of the ring before Kensingten takes advantage as it’s clear it didn’t affect him as much as it should’ve!
James Peters: Kensingten not wasting any time though as she begins to focus her sights on Adam Lucas who’s stirring back up to his feet, surprisingly in absolutely no time. Kensingten just seems to be picking up the pieces now as she puts her foot right into his face as I think we have a general idea about what’s about to happen! HOLD YOUR HORSES!
Rich Russillo: DOESN’T CONNECT AS ADAM ESCAPES OUT OF IT AND STUMBLES AWAY! Kensingten is left stunned as she quickly makes her way over to Adam as he grabs the ropes to slowly pull himself up to his feet as she grabs him! ADAM OUT OF NOWHERE! HIP TOSS…
James Peters: CRADLE PILEDRIVER! KENSINGTEN IMPALED DOWN TO THE GROUND!
(Adam Lucas gets back up to his feet and looks around. He looks right back at Sienna Jade who’s giving an exaggerating yawn in response as Adam points right at her then to the National Elite Championship)
Adam Lucas (Off-Mic): Watch me!
Sienna Jade (Off-Mic): Yeah sure whatever…
Persephone: Yawn indeed, shits boring.
Rich Russillo: ADAM GRABBING KENSINGTEN AND THROWING HER RIGHT INTO THE ROPES! POP-UP POWERBOMB-
James Peters: KENSINGTEN GRABBING ADAM BY THE EYES! AS SHE LIFTS OFF THE GROUND ADAM IS QUICKLY THWARTED AS KENSINGTEN RAKES HIM RIGHT IN THE EYES WITH A SIGN OF DISRESPECT! Adam stumbling away as he quickly turns around though!
Rich Russillo: THE SOUTHERN SWAG SHOT! LEFT HOOK TKO PUNCH SENDS ADAM LUCAS CRUMBLING BACK DOWN TO THE GROUND! Kensingten isn’t done though as she leaves the ring and goes onto the apron and makes her way to the corner as she’s beginning to ascend up to the top rope, I think we know where this is going here! Kensingten is looking to finish this and she’s looking to finish it now! Kensingten positioning herself as Adam is finally gaining some sort of consciousness slowly getting back up to his feet, and I don’t think he knows what’s coming at this point! THE SOUTH STAR!
James Peters: BUT SHANE GATES! SHANE OUT OF NOWHERE GRABBING KENSINGTEN AND SHOVING HER OFF THE TOP ROPE AND LETTING HER TUMBLE DOWN TO THE OUTSIDE BEFORE THE PHOENIX DRAGONRANA CAN CONNECT!
Persephone: One day… one day this’ll end. Maybe Sexy Rexy can come out and save us, maybe end our misery while we’re at it. I don’t care who wins, just as long as I can leave, LET ME LEAVE!
Rich Russillo: No… BUT ADAM SEES THIS AS HE’S QUICKLY RUNNING FORWARD LOOKING TO PUSH SHANE OFF THE APRON, BUT SHANE MANAGING TO GRAB ADAM BY THE HEAD! OH! A HEADBUTT THAT CRACKS ALL THROUGHOUT THE PERFORMANCE CENTER SENDS ADAM BACKWARDS! This is giving enough time to let Shane into the ring as Adam turns around to focus his attention back on his target, BUT IS MET WITH A BIG BOOT FOR HIS TROUBLES SLAMMING HIS HEAD BACK DOWN TO THE CANVAS AS IT BOUNCES OFF OF IT LEAVING HIM DOWN ON THE GROUND!
James Peters: Kensingten is beginning to grab the apron and get up to her feet as Shane is quickly rolling out of the ring to take her out once more, BUT KENSINGTEN WITH A FOREARM RIGHT TO THE FACE OF SHANE FIGHTING BACK! KENSINGTEN WITH MULTIPLE FOREARMS ON COMPLETE RAPID FIRE RIGHT TO HIS FACE! Shane is being pushed back now as it’s clear he’s getting cornered, BUT HE STOPS THE ASSAULT WITH A KICK RIGHT TO THE GUT FORCING KENSINGTEN BACK!
Rich Russillo: Kensingten is stunned as she’s quickly moving backwards making her way around the ringside area as Shane begins to follow her, BUT ADAM LUCAS NOT HAVING ANY OF THAT! ADAM LAUNCHING THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE AND TAKING SHANE DOWN WITH A SUICIDE DIVE SUCCESSFULLY THIS TIME AROUND! Adam quickly grabbing Shane and rolling him into the ring as he quickly jumps up onto the apron as Shane is trying recollect himself, ADAM LAUNCHES OFF THE ROPES AND CONNECTS WITH A SPRINGBOARD FLYING FOREARM!
James Peters: Kensingten back in the ring now as Adam doesn’t see her! KENSINGTEN FROM BEHIND LOCKS IN A REAR NAKED CHOKE TRYING TO TAKE ADAM DOWN TO THE GROUND! ADAM STILL MANAGING TO GET UP TO HIS FEET BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN THE HOLD ISN’T LOCKED IN TIGHT! KENSINGTEN TRYING HER BEST TO FADE THE LIGHTS OF ADAM LUCAS AND SECURE HERSELF A NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH BUT ADAM IS STILL MANAGING TO FIGHT ON DESPITE THE TOLL ON HIS BODY ALL THROUGHOUT THIS MATCH!
Persephone: I hope he just gives up, just my opinion. Ok ok carry on, just wanted to give my input on how to end this match quickly and swiftly, you know maybe you could also take out a knife-
Rich Russillo: AND ADAM MANAGES TO GRAB THE ROPES! The Ref quickly running over and beginning the count, as Kensingten lets go of the hold just before five as Adam crashes down to the ground! Kensingten seemingly alone in the ring, BUT SHANE GATES IS UP ON HIS FEET! SHANE RUNS FORWARD, CLOTHESLINE OVER THE TOP ROPE TO KENSINGTEN!
James Peters: BUT KENSINGTEN MANAGING TO STICK THE LANDING AND FIND HERSELF ON THE APRON! Shane taking notice and quickly running forward, FOREARM! BUT KENSINGTEN MANAGES TO BLOCK IT AND SEND ONE BACK TO HIM AS SHE ENTERS BACK INTO THE RING! Shane moving forward, BUT KENSINGTEN WITH A SWIFT KICK RIGHT TO THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD TAKING HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND!
RIch Russillo: Shane falling down to a knee as Kensingten closes in on him, SHANE WITH A UPPERCUT RIGHT TO THE CHIN FORCING KENSINGTEN BACK! Kensingten continuing to push forward and run right at him, BUT SHANE DUCKS UNDER AS KENSINGTEN TURNS AROUND! SHANE WITH A PELE KICK AIMED RIGHT AT THE FACE OF KENSINGTEN SENDING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND!
James Peters: Adam Lucas is back up now as he’s beginning to climb up to the top rope while Shane is focused on Kensingten right now! ADAM IS UP- BUT SHANE MANAGES TO SEE IT AND HITS ADAM WITH A STIFF PUNCH STUNNING HIM ON THE TOP! A very precarious position right now as Shane is beginning to climb up and join him on the top which as we know isn’t going to sound very good! BOTH OF THEM ARE QUICKLY ENGAGING IN A BACK AND FORTH TRYING TO GAIN SOME GROUND IN THIS MATCHUP! BUT IT’S SHANE WITH A ELBOW RIGHT TO HIS HEAD WHIPPING ADAM BACKWARDS! Shane bringing Adam into a headlock, THIS ISN’T GOOD!
Rich Russillo: SUPERPLEX BY SHANE GATES! OH MY GOD! ADAM LUCAS ABSOLUTELY LAUNCHED OFF THE TOP ROPE AS SHANE QUICKLY HOOKS THE LEG! HE KNOWS THE SITUATION HE’S IN! HE COULD FINISH THIS MATCH RIGHT HERE! COULD THIS BE IT THOUGH?!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRREEE-
James Peters: KENSINGTEN CALHOUN-ASTOR LEAPING FORWARD AND BREAKING UP THE PIN WITH THE LAST OF HER STRENGTH! SHANE IN ABSOLUTE ANGER AS HE WAS SURE TO HIMSELF HE HAD THE WIN!
(Sienna Jade looks on from her ringside area position slowly nodding before continuing to watch with a smirk on her face as she does so)
Rich Russillo: Shane is slowly beginning to recover as he’s looking at Kensingten clearly frustrated beyond belief and I wouldn’t blame him! Shane quickly grabbing her by the hair and bringing her up to her feet, BUT KENSINGTEN WITH A ELBOW RIGHT TO THE FACE OF SHANE AS SHE STILL ISN’T LETTING UP! Shane stumbling backward, BUT STILL IS ABLE TO SEND THE MOMENTUM RIGHT TO THE FACE OF KENSINGTEN WITH A KICK!
James Peters: Both of them are locked in a back and forth as Shane grabs Kensingten by the arm and sends her to the ropes and back, SPINEBUSTER! Kensingten falls to her knees as Shane steadies himself, SUPERKICK! KILL SHOT CONNECTS!
Persephone: Shane is like 6 feet tall I still question how he’s able to do have these things. Omg cheat codes, ban this man right now I can’t be assed c’mon we can’t have these hackers here, doesn’t work like that man.
Rich Russillo: Shane is waiting for Kensingten to get up to her feet as I think he knows where to go from here! If he couldn’t end the match then with the superplex, then this is his chance right now! Kensingten is up! SUFFER AS ONE!
James Peters: BUT KENSINGTEN IS PLANTED DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH THE GERMAN SUPLEX BUT WITH A BURST OF ENERGY DUCKS UNDER THE RIPCORD LARIAT! KENSINGTEN TRANSITIONING AS SHE KEEPS AHOLD OF THE ARM AND THROWS SHANE GATES OUT OF THE RING! KENSINGTEN LIVES TO FIGHT ANOTHER DAY!
RIch Russillo: SUPERKICK! ADAM LUCAS OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A KICK RIGHT TO HER JAW SENDING HER DOWN! ADAM KNOWS WHAT KENSINGTEN JUST WENT THROUGH AND NOW HE’S TAKING ADVANTAGE! HIP TOSS! CRADLE PILEDRIVER IMPALES KENSINGTEN DOWN TO THE MAT! ADAM QUICKLY GRABBING KENSINGTEN AND THROWING HER INTO THE ROPES, THIS MIGHT BE IT!
James Peters: POP-UP POWERBOMB! KENSINGTEN IS DOWN! ADAM LUCAS GOES FOR THE PIN! WE MIGHT JUST SEE IT!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING)
(‘Survival’ plays up to loud cheers as Adam Lucas pushes himself off Kensingten Calhoun-Astor and falls down to the mat. He’s clearly in shock as the Ref helps him back up to his feet. He gets up as the Ref raises his hands in victory as Adam is clearly pumped. He knows what this victory entails for him and he couldn’t be more ready for it. He jumps up to the top rope and looks around before continuing his celebration)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner… ADAM LUCAS!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: What a match that we just witnessed right here tonight! It is clear that with the stakes on the line these three rising stars went forward and pushed themselves to their absolute limit to make sure that this shot that they were given especially high off the tail of the last free-per-view, was there’s! At the end it was Adam Lucas who managed to push it and go the extra mile in order to get that pinfall victory and secure himself a National Elite Championship shot at Territorial Invasion.
James Peters: And that is definitely going to be one of the biggest matches to date for this young superstar and it’ll be nice to see how he really takes it heading into it. It is clear the National Elite Champion, Sienna Jade, is not someone to look over, but it’s one things for sure is that Adam is not going to come in there to lose. Adam Lucas is coming in there to win!
Persephone: Blah blah blah say all that gibberish like he actually stands a chance! He beats all these underdeveloped people to cape the fact that he actually sucks! Like c’mon guys, get a grip on this, don’t overhype people up. Like I know these matches are boring and all, but there is no light at the end of the tunnel. Oh yeah, AND WHERE’S MY TEN BUCKS!
James Peters: Anyways… CONGRATS TO ADAM LUCAS!
(The camera pans over to Shane Gates as he looks around in pure anger. He slams the ringside area matting multiple times before getting up to his feet and kicking the barricade and throwing himself into it, clearly furious in himself for letting this opportunity up. Meanwhile Sienna Jade has brought herself up to her feet as she raises the National Elite Championship high in the air as Adam Lucas begins to take notice and points right towards it as that’s the last shot seen as the camera fades out)
(Commercial advertising EAW 2k21 featuring The Realm and the Grand Athletes.)
(‘God is She’ by In This Moment is heard playing louder, every second, the volume gets higher and higher. Molly Quinn walked into the ring with a very determined look in her face.)
Bella Braxton: This singles match is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Bella Braxton: Introducing first, making her way to the ring, from Camden, New Jersey, weighing in at 185 pounds, she is… MOLLY QUINN!
James Peters: Molly Quinn debuted in 2015 and 5 years later she is in one of the biggest companies in the world. A very ferocious competitor, known for her amazing strength and after her last performance against Candice Blair, she still wants to amaze us.
Persephone: She can try, but I won’t be too impressed.
Rich Russillo: That lady is a tank if you look at her muscles. They can obviously be seen and that is probably why people should be afraid of her.
Persephone: I get that she looks like Xander Payne, but that doesn’t mean that this match will be great.
James Peters: If she was fighting Rex, would you call it a potentially great match?
Persephone: Rex is the best. She is not.
Rich Russillo: Okay, I guess.
(‘The Phoenix’ by Fall Out Boy kicks in. The crowd begins cheering as Donovan Duke makes his way out to the stage, and before long he makes his way down the ramp and towards the ring, not wanting to waste any time. He is ready!)
Bella Braxton: And her opponent… from Stillwater, Oklahoma, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the Oklahoma Gentleman, DONOVAN DUKE!!
James Peters: He is gentle, he is smart and of course, he’s ready to DUKE it out.
Persephone: Ugh.
James Peters: Come on, it wasn’t that bad. Now, Donovan Duke has been making patterns and he is giving out a message to the EAW Universe.
Rich Russillo: Look at him. He has the look of a future champion!
Persephone: He will only be a janitor in the future. Nothing more than that.
James Peters: You are being a little bit too harsh.
Persephone: It’s not harsh if I’m telling the truth.
Rich Russillo: Let’s get this match going, guys. Be a little bit positive.
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: Donovan Duke, fast with a clothesline out of nowhere to Molly Quinn, he delivered some punches to her face while she was just lying in the middle of the ring. This is a little bit aggressive for Donovan Duke. He is nothing but determined tonight. We said that word a lot but it’s just the truth. He grabs Quinn but she rolled him up, referee counted, obvious 1! Duke ran to her and she threw him to the ropes, Molly Quinn lifting him up in the air but he rolled and demolished her with a devastating Hurricanrana! However, Quinn got up early, Duke ran to her again but she got him, lifted him up and a Samoan Drop!
Rich Russillo: That was a very fast paced moment for both wrestlers. Now, Quinn got him up with a headlock, locking him tight not letting him go, he went behind her, German Suplex attempt but she got out of position. She threw him to the turnbuckle and charged, CORNER SPLASH! Quinn grabbed him, Belly-to-Belly Suplex! She tried to pin him, but he kicked out at 1! Molly put his head back on the edge of the turnbuckle, she is just pushing his face with her leg, this is an act of disrespect by Molly Quinn.
James Peters: This is going on for long, Duke is humiliated in front of the EAW Universe and Molly Quinn lets go after the referee counts to 3! She threw him to the other side but he countered and threw her to the ropes, she ran and a Dropkick is done, Duke isn’t stopping there. As Molly struggled a little bit to get up, he nailed a Jumping Neckbreaker and that sent her down again! Molly is grabbing her head in full dizziness. We are in for a ride, boys!
Rich Russillo: Indeed. Duke got her, this time he is the one to send her to the turnbuckle. Duke with a nasty slap to her face! She pushed him and Duke is actually falling down! Wow, look at that amazing feat of strength! She managed to take all that damage and now, she is dominating. Donovan Duke is begging, asking her to not obliterate him but she isn’t going to listen as she lifts him up! She is ready for a Vertical Suplex, but Donovan’s knee isn’t giving up! He got down again and landed on his own two feet, SUPERKICK!
James Peters: He quickly went with a Northern Lights Suplex! And now, a headlock, Molly attacking his midsection, giving out elbows to his stomach. However, he isn’t stopping. He tried to throw her to the ropes but her force is too strong, she isn’t letting him do it. Instead, SHE IS THE ONE WHO THROWS HIM! HE ALMOST GOT OUT BUT HE GOT A HOLD ON THE ROPES, SHE WENT WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX AND NOW SHE THREW HIM TO THE TURNBUCKLE, DROPKICK! WAIT, SHE ISN’T STOPPING?! SHE WENT TO THROW HIM AGAIN AND LIFT HIM UP IN THE AIR, AND HE FALLS FLAT ON HIS MIDSECTION! SHE TRIED WITH THE COVER!
Referee: ONE!!!! TWO!!! THR-
Rich Russillo: Obviously a kickout from The Oklahoma Gentleman!!!! His agility in this match can’t be denied. Molly once again tried to get him done with a headlock but of course, a headlock won’t work without a real impactful move. She needs to do something that is remarkable and worth a match ending. A kick to his gut and Molly lets him go. Molly Quinn, just mocking him as if she already got the match won. She grabs him by the chin and starts a normal trash talk. That’s a lot of trash coming out of her mouth!
James Peters: She slapped him in the face! Now, throwing him again to the turnbuckle but this time he quickly jumped on the turnbuckle and went to steps outside, leaving Molly with the turnbuckle alone as she collapsed against it. Molly is in the perfect position right now! Donovan Duke went to the top rope! HE IS POSING, ELBOW DROP!!!!
Persephone: He could’ve done something very good and he chose an elbow drop? Please. Have some class.
Rich Russillo: That isn’t a classy move, but it did get the job done. He isn’t going for the pin though. He rolled her over, grabbed her by the legs, he prepared for something. He is going for the Bow and Arrow submission! HE WENT WITH IT AND THAT LOOKS LIKE SO MUCH PAIN FOR MOLLY QUINN AS YOU CAN SEE HER GETTING UNCOMFORTABLE JUST BY LOOKING AT HER FACE!
James Peters: However, she was close to the ropes so that gave her advantage. She managed to escape from the lock and is now seen grabbing her back. The referee is checking on her but she said that she’s fine so we are going to continue this match. Donovan is waiting for Molly to get up first, what is he thinking right now? Molly is using the ropes to get up, and now she is standing. They went with a lockup!!! The power of Molly Quinn really shocked me. She managed to survive a lot of moves from The Oklahoma Gentleman and she still managed to look strong!
Rich Russillo: She is an example of what Voltage can offer for big and new stars. They got the opportunities not because of their looks. It depends on their wins, and without a win, you don’t deserve to be a champion! This should be a very nice stepping stone. Molly obviously is dominating in this battle right now, as she pushed Donovan Duke to the turnbuckle and delivered a hard chop! She throws him to the ropes and a Running Clothesline is done, WOAH WHAT WAS THAT?!!!!!!
James Peters: DONOVAN DUKE LANDED ON HIS OWN TWO FEET, HE MANAGED TO DO A PERFECT BACKFLIP AFTER THAT CLOTHESLINE BY MOLLY QUINN! Due to the shock, Molly is distracted. Donovan used this as his chance and he threw her out of the ring! As she tried to get in the ring again, he stopped her with a baseball slide! Molly is down on her knees and ALL OF A SUDDEN, DONOVAN DUKE DESTROYS HER WITH A PICTURE PERFECT MOONSAULT!!!!!! Donovan grabs his midsection, he is feeling a lot right now but he needs to get the job done. He quickly grabs her by the head and throws her to the steps!!!!! Molly Quinn collapsed with the steps, getting her legs damaged too much. He asks the referee to count for now as he is looking to win by countout more than a normal win!
Referee: ONE!
Referee: TWO!
Rich Russillo: Donovan Duke, telling the referee that he is too slow and he throws Molly Quinn back into the ring! He looks at the EAW Universe right now, he bowed!!!! To him this is the moment for him to shine. We shouldn’t forget his athleticism that he showed throughout the whole match. However, he shouldn’t be too proud of himself! He ran into the ring and went to Molly with some more elbow strikes to her face! Donovan now got her up again, Snap DDT! He grabbed her again, he tried to lift her up, first attempt, he failed to control her weight! He tried it again, this time hoping that it would work, it ended up failing as the strength of Molly Quinn sent Donovan to the edge of the turnbuckle!!!! Molly tried to get her strength back as Donovan is seen trying to recover his midsection. Molly tried to inflict more damage by pushing her leg towards Donovan’s gut! She went to the other side to help her bounce and a SPLASH!
James Peters: She grabs him by the head before… spinning his head? I don’t know what that’s about but she is probably just trying to make him dizzy. Did it work? We never know. She threw him down. He went again, running to the other side, like before. Cannonball! SHE QUICKLY GRABS HIM BY THE LEG AND SHE IS GOING TO SPIN!!!!! MOLLY-GO-ROUND! LET’S COUNT THE SPINS TOGETHER!!!! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SHE LETS GO! She rolled him over, ready for her finisher, Out Of Time, but he… rolled himself out of the ring. What is going on?
Persephone: He is drunk.
Rich Russillo: He’s probably too tired of this match. He went to grab the thing that is closest to him as it looks like he is going to the floor, MOLLY IS GOING TO JUMP HIM, BUT HE ALREADY FALLS DOWN BECAUSE OF DIZZINESS, GIVING MOLLY NO TARGET BUT THE FLOOR! THEY ARE BOTH REALLY OUT OF THIS MATCH!!!! THE REFEREE IS STARTING HIS COUNTDOWN!!! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! Donovan is up for a little bit as he is struggling to go inside the ring but he managed to roll himself in. Meanwhile, Molly Quinn is still grabbing the steps using her hands, she needs to get up before going into the ring. FIVE! AND SHE IS IN THE RING AGAIN!!!!
James Peters: THEY ARE BOTH IN THE RING AGAIN AND THEY TRIED TO ATTACK EACH OTHER AND THEY ENDED UP JUST COLLAPSING WITH EACH OTHER! Donovan, using the turnbuckle to get up and it’s like a mirror reflection on the other side. They were up again and they started to circle around the ring. This is exciting. NOW, DONOVAN WITH A QUICK RUNNING KNEE TO HER FACE! HE WENT WITH A HURRICANRANA BUT HE GOT PUSHED DOWN TO HIS FEET AGAIN, MOLLY THROWS HIM TO THE ROPES, MOLLY LIFTS HIM AND HE IS FLYING IN THE AIR!!!!! NEW JERSEY KNOCK-DONOVAN DUKE WITH HIS SUBMISSION FINISHER, BANKRUPT!!!!!! THIS MIGHT BE ENOUGH TO END MOLLY QUINN!!!! SHE IS SEEN STRUGGLING TO GET OUT AS THE SUBMISSION IS GETTING LOWER AND LOWER!!!! DUKE ALREADY LANDED ON THE RING AS THE LOCK IS DEFINITELY TOO TIGHT!!!!! MOLLY QUINN’S HAND IS JUST THAT CLOSE TO THE ROPES BUT SHE CAN’T REACH IT!!!! AS YOU CAN SEE, HER HAND IS JUST SPINNING, TRYING HER BEST AND OH!!!!!!!! SHE PASSED OUT!!!!!!! IT’S OVER!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner by submission…. DONOVAN DUKE!!!!!
James Peters: A very impressive performance by both competitors! Donovan managed to show his potential and we can’t forget about Molly Quinn.
Rich Russillo: She is a monster! What can be said about her skills at this point? This might not be a win for her but it really is the showcase of her strength. She managed to prove that she deserved to be here.
Persephone: We should get to the next match.
James Peters: Let’s just appreciate the people who put their souls in the ring. Donovan Duke and Molly Quinn deserved a round of applause!
Persephone: That match was nothing special….
(The medical team is checking on Molly Quinn as the referee raised Donovan Duke’s hand. Donovan had a smile on his face as he is emotionally confident in himself. This is the moment that he has been waiting for. A dominant win over a great competitor.)
(The camera cuts to the backstage area as Sofia Clarke is interviewing Candice Blair)
Sofia Clarke: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time. Candice Blair.
(The camera pans over to the side to reveal her guest, Candice Blair who is sporting a long dress and some high heel shoes)
Sofia Clarke: Miss Blair. We all saw what happened two nights ago on Dynasty when you interrupted the Universal Women’s Champion Serena Bennett and challenged her to a match at Territorial Invasion with the title on the line. Any comment on that?
Candice Blair: It’s pretty straightforward, Sofia. I am tired of being considered just another one of the Ava sisters. I am Candice Blair and I want my own legacy. Now sure, I am doing it for them as well, let’s make no mistakes about it. This absolutely is about defending my sisters and finishing what they’ve started, but it’s not just that. Back at Bloodsport, I literally stole the show. If Wrestling was point based, then I’d have scored the highest amount of points in that triple threat match. Ahren Fournier was just in the right place at the right time but there’s only one person who has dominated the entire match and that person is me.
Candice Blair: Ahren Fournier lucky ass moves to lead Team Voltage in the Team Warfare match but this is not over yet for me. I won’t let this affect me in the slightest because trust me, I am as focused as ever. I want my time to shine and that time is going to come sooner rather than later. I am still looking to add that big, career defining win to my resume and this match against Serena Bennett is all I need to make the big jump. And to anyone who thinks I am not ready for it, just take a look at my match back at Bloodsport to give you an idea of what I’m capable of…
Candice Blair: I am sick and tired of people treating me as if I’m below Camille, Cameron or even Consuela. They might have accomplished more than me so far in EAW, but this is not a deterrent. If anything, it goes to show that success runs in my blood because of my family. I won’t let this hinder my career and outshine my potential, I will use this as fuel to light up that spark and boost my motivation to get to the next level. When I said to Ahren and SOSA that I was meant to be the face of Voltage, I truly meant it. I am the face of Voltage and I will prove it when I beat Serena Bennett for the title.
(Candice Blair was about to continue her speech but the camera abruptly pans to her right to reveal Minerva who was observing the scene from afar. She has now walked into view and she’s successfully interrupted Candice Blair and Sofia Clarke as the two were talking to each other)
Minerva: Interesting speech. I truly admire your courage and your will. There’s nothing wrong with the fire, the desire to prove one’s worth. It’s romantic in a way. However, I find it pathetic. It’s pathetic to think that someone as green as Candice Blair could even step inside the ring and fight for the belt that was once mine. You can’t win this match.
(Minerva caresses the face of Candice Blair and then she runs her fingers through her hair)
Minerva: You keep saying that you are ready for this big breakout moment we are all supposedly waiting for but… are you really? You are as green as they come. You are a Rookie and you won’t stand a chance against Serena Bennett. Let’s face it, she got lucky against me and she’s still below me, but you? You will get eaten alive in less than ten minutes.
Minerva: You are desperately trying to convince us that your surname is a chip on your shoulder but the fact and the matter is that you should be thankful. That’s right, if it wasn’t for the fact that you are “the fourth Ava sister”, you’d still be nowhere. Your name is all you have in this business and in this industry. There’s nothing else for you here.
Minerva: So go ahead and admit it, Candice. You are nothing but a pretty face with an important name behind her. That’s all you are. That’s you’ll ever be. I’ve been watching every single one of your matches and trust me, I’ve seen nothing even remotely interesting. My first impression of you was you being a loser and… your past performances have confirmed my thoughts. So please. Think twice before you call out people that you can’t mess with.
(Candice Blair takes a few extra steps closer to Minerva)
Candice Blair: You are so, so wrong Minerva. But I’m not surprised. You are nothing but a bully who thinks she can walk around the back pushing people around and still get away with it. Let me tell you. You are not the first person to come at me for supposedly being nothing but a pretty face. Let me tell you another thing. I can’t wait to… no actually, I am dying to prove all of you wrong. I’ve been hearing this same shit since day one and I’m sick and tired of this. My time will come, I will become Universal Women’s Champion and PROVE. YOU. WRONG.
Candice Blair: It’s like I said, each time that I step inside the ring, it’s fucking magic. But you, my dear Minerva, you can’t really say the same can you? You talk a lot but if I recall correctly you were the one who lost to Serena Bennett right? So why are you even coming at me like that?
(Minerva smiles)
Minerva: That’s cute. You are projecting your own insecurities towards me just like a child would. “You lost but I didn’t… blah blah blah…” Grow up. Actually, you know what? I have a better idea. Since you do seem to enjoy running your mouth so damn much, why don’t you put your money where your mouth is and face me next week on Voltage? I’d sure love to smack the confidence out of your pretty face.
Candice Blair: Ha! One on one against you? You don’t have to ask me twice, Minerva. I’m all about fighting. I want to prove myself. I am here for these matches. I am here to FIGHT, SO LET. US. FIGH……
(Minerva slaps Candice across the face! The slap echoes throughout the hallways as Candice Blair just glares at Minerva with her eyes wide open in disbelief.)
Minerva: Be careful what you wish for, Barbie doll. You will regret this.
(Candice Blair goes for a slap of her own but Minerva has already turned her back by the time Candice raises her arm so she’s out of reach. Candice watches Minerva as she walks away down the hallway)
(The camera zooms in on Candice’s expression as she shakes her head in disbelief. Candice then walks off with an enraged look on her face)
(Voltage fades to the performance center to display Bella Braxton stood in the ring holding a microphone.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest… is scheduled for… ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(“Diva” by Beyoncé fades through the speakers, to a near mixed reaction from the crowd, Cheers mainly coming from the male audience, as Candice Blair walks onto the stage with a confident attitude heading into the mix, though she still looks a bit frustrated from earlier.
James Peters: Just by looking at the card, this bout is one that sticks out to me. This is just going to be two of the most talented wrestlers in the WORLD looking to display their talent as they head one on one tonight.
Rich Russillo: This match will be quick and easy work for Candice, that’s my prediction. But, I really want to see Conor Ryan prove me wrong here. He usually does, but Candice is a completely different kind of cat…
James Peters: I don’t wanna know what you mean by that…
(Candice Blair slides into the ring, before retracting to her feet. She climbs onto the middle rope and poses, before her theme is replaced by “Two Way Mirror” by Loathe. Conor Ryan slowly walks out through the curtains, with a hood over his head. He too receives a split reaction, however the female audience cheers him instead.)
James Peters: You say you doubt he’ll put in a good effort, but I completely feel the opposite. This man has quickly become one of the best on the Voltage brand, and tonight I know he has the ability to defeat Candice Blair.
Rich Russillo: Nope. I want him to prove me wrong, but to be honest, I doubt he will. I’ve seen the hype, but nothing more than that. I guess tonight is just another opportunity to change that.
Persephone: Don’t care, didn’t ask.
(Conor Ryan climbs onto the apron, before entering the ring. He makes his way to the middle turnbuckle, before he removes his hood whilst standing on it, as his theme song fades out. He climbs down, and removes his jacket, before placing it down in his corner.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: The bell rings, and as the two competitors hear it they bolt towards one another! Candice Blair attempts to strike Conor with a big boot, but he sidesteps, with smart ring awareness as Candice is sent into the corner! Luckily, she stops herself at the last second.
Rich Russillo: Conor Ryan takes a few steps back, before he sprints in the direction of Candice Blair, attempting a forearm smash, only for her to move out of the way! She steps back also, then runs to Ryan, attempting to sweep his legs! But it’s avoided, as he jumps onto the middle rope, before turning around to knee Candice in the jaw!
James Peters: But Candice dodges that, too! Showing amazing strength and speed, she hooks his waist and tries hard to hit a german suplex! But no! Ryan backflips out of the move, landing on his feet!
Rich Russillo: Conor Ryan then runs forward, and hits a standing shooting star press! Candice Blair is unable to move out of the way, and Conor Ryan covers!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
TW-
Rich Russillo: But it doesn’t get far! Candice Blair kicks out at one, and rolls to the ropes! She uses them to return to her feet, but Conor Ryan is waiting for her! He tries to clothesline her over the top rope, but at the last second she avoids the move and sends Conor Ryan crashing into the ropes! He rebounds whilst holding his chest, and the recoil sends him to the mat!
James Peters: Candice lines him up for a shot, and she fires! A bicycle knee strike towards Conor Ryan’s head, but he had it scouted! He falls onto his back, before grabbing ahold of Candice Blair’s waist and pulling her down into a roll up!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOO-
James Peters: But Candice kicks out, transitioning into a roll up of her own!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOO-
Rich Russillo: Conor Ryan escapes the pinfall, sliding to his feet! As does Candice, as she tries to kick the leg of Conor Ryan! But Ryan pulls his leg up, to block the kick with his shin, before attempting a spinning backfist, looking to take her head clean off! Thankfully for her end, she ducks the attack, before she pops back up, and hits a standing dropkick to the lower back of Conor Ryan! The Reaper stumbles forward, rebounding against the ropes, before capitalizing on the force and clobbering his opponent with a thunderous lariat, knocking Candice off her feet completely! Conor Ryan falls to a single knee, glancing over to his opponent, stalking her next movement like a viper!
James Peters: Conor Ryan rises to his feet, and moves backwards into the corner, where he started the match. He holds onto the top rope, and bounces back and forth as he awaits Candice Blair to stand up! As she pushes herself off the ground, he sprints forward, only to be superkicked in the face out of nowhere! Conor Ryan falls to the floor, crashing hard! He holds his neck in pain, probably due to the whiplash received from the fall, or even the kick itself…
Rich Russillo: Candice Blair manages to follow up, however this time in the form of a submission! She grabs onto Conor’s arms and raises him to a seated position, before she tries to float over and lock in the Diamond Bridge- No! Conor Ryan rolls forward, and transitions the hold into a backslide!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
TH-
James Peters: Kick out at two! He almost had her there, but she kicked her feet to her right, in order to break out of the hold, and continue this match! Both competitors stand at the same time, before roundhouse kicking one another in the stomach, before stopping their offense to dull the pain, as they hop away from each other holding onto the side of their stomachs! Conor Ryan is the first to capitalize, as he slips behind Candice Blair and hooks her waist again, this time attempting a snap german suplex, which connects, driving Candice’s neck and shoulders into the mat with force!
Persephone: With force? Don’t care if it looked painful, isn’t Candice Blair like 80 pounds or something…?
Rich Russillo: I’m sure you’re the perfect weight for a female honey!
Persephone: I didn’t mention my weight whatsoever. Do you always have to make things about me? I’m not a narcissist, or anything. Next time you talk to me, it better be mentioning Rex!
Rich Russillo: Rex isn’t as good as you!
Persephone: I give up, honestly.
James Peters: :wow:
Rich Russillo:
James Peters: Ahem… there’s a match going on right now? Unbelievable.
Rich Russillo: Oh… right. Um… it appears Conor Ryan was recovering from the kick to the stomach earlier in the corner, maybe it winded him or something?
James Peters: Great input. Conor Ryan stumbles out of the corner, heading towards his opponent, who is too recovering, however Candice is lying on the ground, facing away from Conor Ryan. She has no idea where he is, or that he’s approaching her from behind.
Rich Russillo: Conor Ryan grabs onto Blair’s arm, and pulls her up to her feet almost instantly, before clotheslining the back of her head- No! Seemingly on instinct, she ducks the arm, before grabbing onto his hair! The hair pull gory special! She violently tugs at his hair, lifting him off the ground on her back, to deal intense pain to his scalp!
James Peters: Conor Ryan is struggling to get back down to his feet! Candice Blair is squatting down to an extent where he can’t even kick his legs down!
Rich Russillo: I can tell Candice is great at squats…
James Peters: She sure i- wait…
Rich Russillo: Hang on just a second! Conor Ryan just outsmarted Candice Blair, by rolling backwards to his feet, instead of kicking them down onto the mat! He then quickly lifts Candice Blair into the air, before driving her into the mat with a ‘Rapture’ Orange Crush!!! Candice Blair is barely moving, and Conor Ryan hooks her leg for a pinfall attempt!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!-
James Peters: THRE- NO! KICK OUT! WHAT??? HOW DID SHE KICK OUT, I COULD’VE SWORN I HEARD A THREE! REGARDLESS, AMAZING RESILIENCE PUT ON DISPLAY! IT APPEARS CONOR RYAN IS JUST AS SHOCKED, WITH THE WAY HE SPIKED HER INTO THE MAT, AND HOW QUICKLY HE COVERED AFTERWARDS, HE ASSURED HIMSELF HE HAD IT IN THE BAG, SO DID I, BUT WE WERE BOTH WRONG!
Rich Russillo: What have you learned? Never count Candice Blair out! She’s got more heart than a lot of people in the back, and surely more heart than some of the current champions in EAW right now-
Persephone: She doesn’t have more heart than Rex! Watch your mouth!
Rich Russillo: I said SOME…
Persephone: Rex is the only one that matters.
James Peters: Conor Ryan mounts Candice Blair, and begins to strike her in the head over and over with some closed fist punches! He drives the very end of his knuckle into the region above her eye, and pushes hard against it, applying pressure that will be VERY painful! Conor Ryan lowers his knuckle, and tries to drive it into her eye! But Candice quickly fights back, with a jab to the nose, which sends Conor Ryan stumbling to his feet!
Rich Russillo: Blair stands back up, but Conor Ryan attempts a discus lariat! Candice spins under it, before pulling him into a DDT! She spikes him on his head, before crawling to the corner! She uses the turnbuckles to her advantage, and helps herself to a standing position, as she fixes her posture from hurt to focused!
James Peters: Conor Ryan gets to his hands and knees, but he’s facing away from Candice! He sits up, trying to recover… BUT CANDICE SPRINTS FORWARD AND CONNECTS WITH A BICYCLE KNEE STRIKE TO THE BACK OF CONOR RYAN’S HEAD! HE’S OUT COLD, AND CANDICE IS IN PERFECT POSITION TO WIN! SHE COVERS!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!-
Rich Russillo: NO! CONOR RYAN POPS THE SHOULDER UP IN THE NICK OF TIME! CANDICE BLAIR ALMOST HAD HIM, KEY WORD BEING ALMOST, BECAUSE CONOR RYAN WAS ABLE TO SAVE HIMSELF HERE IN THIS MATCH! MAYBE IT WAS INSTINCT?
James Peters: REGARDLESS OF WHAT IT WAS, THE MATCH CONTINUES HERE TONIGHT, AND CANDICE BLAIR SEEMS TO HAVE THOUGHT OF SOMETHING ALREADY! AND IT MAY JUST BE THE FINISH! CANDICE BLAIR GRABS CONOR RYAN BY HIS TIGHTS, AND LIFTS HIM TO HIS FEET, AS SHE STANDS UP ALONG WITH HIM! SHE THEN GETS HIS HEAD IN BETWEEN HER LEGS, AND LEAPS INTO THE AIR! CANDY DESTR-
Rich Russillo: CONOR RYAN QUICKLY STANDS UP, AND KEEPS AHOLD OF HER LEGS TO MAKE SURE SHE CAN’T GO ANYWHERE! HE THEN PLACES HIS ARM UNDERNEATH HER NECK… AIR RAID NECKBREAKER! HE DRIVES THE BACK OF HER HEAD ONTO HIS KNEE, WHICH DROPS HER TO THE GROUND INTO A SEATED POSITION! CONOR THEN RUNS THE ROPES… THIS AIN’T NO WIZARDRY! SHINING WIZARD, STRAIGHT TO THE NOSE! HE COVERS!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
James Peters: CANDICE BLAIR KICKS OUT! MOVE AFTER MOVE, KICK OUT AFTER KICK OUT, NEITHER OPPONENT KNOWS WHAT GIVING UP MEANS! THEY REFUSE TO LET THE OTHER WIN, AND THEY WON’T STAY DOWN FOR A THREE COUNT!
Rich Russillo: MUCH LIKE CANDICE BLAIR, I’M SURE CONOR RYAN IS LOOKING FOR THE FINISH RIGHT NOW! HE GRABS HER BY THE HAIR, AND LIFTS HER TO HER FEET! CONOR RYAN PLACES HIS ARM OVER HER HEAD, AND HOOKS HER RIGHT LEG, BEFORE LIFTING CANDICE INTO THE AIR! PARADOOOOOOO- NO! THE PARADOX DOESN’T CONNECT, AND SHE FRONT FLIPS ONTO HER FEET!
James Peters: CONOR LOOKS CONFUSED, UNTIL HE’S MET WITH A SLINGBLADE, SENDING HIM INTO THE MAT WITH STUNNING SPEED AND FORCE! CANDICE QUICKLY ROLLS TO HER FEET, BEFORE SHE FOLLOWS UP WITH A SECOND BICYCLE KNEE STRIK-
Rich Russillo: SCHOOL BOY ROLL UP BY CONOR RYAN! WAIT NO, CANDICE ROLLS BACK TO HER FEE-
James Peters: PK!!!!!!! THE PENALTY KICK TO THE CHEST OUT OF SEEMINGLY NOWHERE SENDS CANDICE BLAIR CRASHING TO THE MAT! CONOR RYAN THEN KNEELS DOWN AND GRABS CANDICE BY HER THROAT! HE THEN MAKES A THROAT-CUTTING POSE, BEFORE LIFTING HIMSELF AND CANDICE UP… HE SPRINTS TO THE CORNER… RIDE THE WAV-
Rich Russillo: CANDICE BLAIR COUNTERS WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK, CATCHING HIM OUT OF MID AIR! CONOR RYAN ISN’T MOVING, AFTER HE CRASHED AGAINST THE FLOOR IT TOOK ALL OF THE WIND OUT OF HIM, PROBABLY EVEN MORE! CANDICE TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THIS, AS SHE HEADS TO THE MIDDLE ROPE!
James Peters: IT’S GOING TO TAKE A WHILE, BUT SHE CALLS RYAN UP TO HIS FEET! RYAN IS BARELY MOVING, BUT SHE CONTINUES TO MOCK HIM, CALLING HIM WEAK, PATHETIC, AMONG OTHER THINGS!
Persephone: She’s not talking about herself?
James Peters: CONOR RYAN IS SLOWLY RISING TO HIS FEET, CANDICE BLAIR HAS HIM IN HER FOCUS! SHE PREPARES TO LEAP, AS CONOR STANDS UP… SHE JUMPS… SHE FLIPS IN THE AIR… CANDY DESTROYER!!! CONOR RYAN SPIKES ON HIS HEAD, AND FALLS LIMP! THIS IS SURELY IT!
Rich Russillo: CANDICE BLAIR WEAKLY TRIES TO ROLL CONOR ONTO HIS BACK! IT’S GOING TO TAKE A LOT MORE ENERGY INTO DOING THAT!
Persephone: Put your back into it, damn.
Rich Russillo: SHE FINALLY GETS CONOR OVER! SHE HOOKS THE LEG!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Diva” by Beyoncé begins to blare through the speakers, to a mixed reaction of cheers and boos.)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… CANDICE BLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIR!!!
James Peters: What a matchup! Conor Ryan and Candice Blair both gave it their all, put their heart and soul into getting the victory, but alas, Candice Blair came out on top!
RIch Russillo: Heading into this one… I had my doubts. But Conor Ryan proved me wrong, and multiple times in this I believed he was going to win! Not to take anything away from the winner of course.
(As Candice Blair celebrates on the middle rope, Voltage fades to commercial.)
(Commercial for Ronan Malosi’s new album where it’s just a bunch of beats made by usual household items.)
(Voltage returns from break and cuts to the backstage area. Miss Cash in the Vault, Darcy May Morgan, is seen walking towards the private lockerroom belonging to her War Games teammate, Malcolm Jones. Darcy is dressed for her match later on, wearing an exclusive, limited edition ‘Leading Lady’ hoody over the top of her gear. Like always, Darcy has her CiTV briefcase, but at the moment she’s not wearing her trademark sunglasses. The viewers at home can see the troubled expression in her eyes, and she seems to be walking with a sense of urgency. With Territorial Invasion less than a month away, Darcy finds herself preparing for one of the biggest matches in her short career alongside a known enemy in Drake King and the unknown in Malcolm Jones. There is no denying that since her arrival, Darcy has been a fierce competitor. She has proven on multiple occasions that she is one of the hardest working Elitists to ever grace the company. A match like War Games gives her a chance to step into the ring with some of the greatest of all time, and it’s not something Darcy is taking lightly at all and this match at Territorial Invasion has been wearing on her mind since last week. She stops in front of Malcolm’s door and knocks. A few seconds later, the former King of Elite steps out.)
Malcolm Jones: Sup.
(Darcy gives him a rather odd look.)
Darcy May Morgan: Is that really how you greet your teammate, the future Universal Women’s Champion, and more importantly, ‘The Leading Lady’?
Malcolm Jones: :skip: I mean, yeah. The fuck you want me to say? You do want me to talk like some snobby cac and be like ‘Hello, Darcy! How do you do?’ :mjlol: Fuck outta here.
Darcy May Morgan: :skip: Alright, whatever. The last thing I want to do is argue with you. That’s not why I’m here.
(Darcy sighs.)
Darcy May Morgan: It’s obvious why you wanted me on your War Games team. It goes without saying that I have become one of the best Elitists in this company, and it’s just a matter of time before I become the face of this business. However…
Malcolm Jones: :mjgrin: However you don’t trust the other mothafucka as far as you can throw him.
Darcy May Morgan: :lupe: Well… yes. That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.
(Malcolm folds his arms across his “Wakanda Forever” T-shirt and leans against the door.)
Malcolm Jones: Look, Imma just keep it real. I don’t know what the fuck happened to the homie when he got his clock rocked in Prophetic Visions. I guess having your entire world ripped to pieces and shit on really fucks with ya. Couldn’t be me, because never in my life would I let a fruity ass fucka like Viz fuck with me. Drake got what he deserved, periodt. That aside, this whole reborn again pseudo Christian Satanic bullshit that we stuck with right now, is what’s gunna have to work. Whatever gets the little shit motivated to go down to the ring and do his job tonight and every other night until Territorial Invasion is over and we walk away with a ‘dub is fine by me. Do I trust this shit? Nah. Am I willing to do my best to work with it in order to win War Games? Ye.
(Darcy remains silent, taking her time to process what Malcolm is telling her. It’s a strange situation the two of them find themselves in with Drake, and the last time Darcy found herself working in a team, it all fell apart at the end. Malcolm can sense Darcy is a bit apprehensive about the entire situation, and honestly, he is as well. However, the only thing the two of them can do is make the best of the situation because like it or not, they are both stuck with Drake.)
Malcolm Jones: So check it. Drake ain’t the ideal ‘partner’ for either of us, but there’s very little we can do about it. What we both gotta do is check ourselves and work with him, and get this win. You and I both know that while the mans be broken right now, he still the same greedy piece of shit he always been. That will to win and shove his self-righteous rhetoric on everyone else is still there, and one thing I don’t doubt is whether or not Drake will do his part come Territorial Invasion. He’ll do his part. He’ll do more than he needs. It’s just gunna be a case of which of us is he gunna shove out of the way to get the win for himself.
Darcy May Morgan: If that happens, I don’t even know how I would react to it. A win is a win, but do you think Drake would really stoop that low?
Malcolm Jones: :mjgrin:
Darcy May Morgan: You’re right, he would.
Malcolm Jones: I just look at it like this. I only gotta make this shit work for a month and if he does something stupid, I’ll just beat the shit out of him and fuck him up worse than Viz did.
???: :adpeek: HEY GUYS!!!
(Malcolm and Darcy exchange looks and slowly turn around. They both see their War Games teammate, Drake King, making his way over to them. Drake is dressed in his solid white gear trimmed with gold, and he also wears billowing white and gold robes made out of expensive silk. Drake is smiling his million dollar smile and he wastes no time stepping in the middle of Malcolm and Darcy. He slings one arm around Malcolm and the other one around Darcy.)
Drake King: I didn’t know we were having a team meeting! This is great though! I love the camaraderie already. You know, I wasn’t sure if you two would be able to work together and get on the same page when I called upon myself to put this team together, but it seems like this is going to be the most prolific and insync War Games team ever.
(Darcy carefully removes Drake’s arm from around her shoulder and takes a step back to put some distance between them.)
Darcy May Morgan: Malcolm and I are definitely on the same page. Don’t you worry about that.
Drake King: :wow: I love it.
(Malcolm now removes Drake’s arm from around his shoulders and he also takes a step back.)
Malcolm Jones: We agree that I’m the actual captain of this team and you didn’t do shit to put it together.
Drake King: Of course, brother. I understand that I have to take a step back and allow you to lead. I placed you in this position for a reason and that is to let you shine. Believe me, we are all on the same page! The goal is to obtain a victory for our beloved brand, Voltage, and victory is what we will obtain. You two are both shining examples of what happens when hard work starts to pay off, and I want to make sure both of you get the win come Territorial Invasion. I’m not in this for myself. I’m in this for you, Malcolm, and for you, Darcy. You two need this and deserve this, and together, the three of us will follow the light. It will guide us to victory come Territorial Invasion, and that’s on Drake.
Malcolm Jones: You know… there’s someone in the War Games match that has a shitty little catchphrase that goes something like… ‘that’s on Gawd.’
Drake King: There is no other higher power besides Drake the Redeemer, brother. That’s why I was reborn and given this second chance to be who I was truly meant to be.
Darcy May Morgan: Oh I can’t wait to see what Mr. DEDEDE has to say about you.
Malcolm Jones: :mjgrin:
Drake King: They say that when the devil appears on Earth, he sometimes takes a human form, and believe me, Mr. DEDEDE is no positive deity, that is for sure. I am not concerned with the opinion of an individual such as that, nor am I really concerned with anything any of our opponents have to say. It’s pointless drivel, just like the hateful and unjust words Jesse Barlow spit at the two of us earlier this week, Darcy. Barlow and Gaines will meet their maker tonight when the two of us work together to put them in their respective places.
Darcy May Morgan: I’m glad that your goal is the same as mine tonight. I want to end Barlow and Gaines, and I want to make sure I never have to suffer through anymore Jesse Barlow promos again.
(Drake beams at Darcy and places a hand on her shoulder.)
Drake King: They deserve to suffer, sweet, young, impressionable Darcy. They truly do deserve to suffer. Tonight the two of us will make a statement and solidify ourselves as a solid unit heading into War Games. Our fine friend, Malcolm, will cheer us on at ringside and keep the wretched Hannah Marin away. It is going to be an absolutely GLORIOUS night for the three of us! I can only hope that Team Dynasty and Team Showdown are watching!
(Drake gives Darcy’s shoulder a squeeze before he lets go. Darcy seems relieved Drake is no longer touching her.)
Malcolm Jones: Bruh, you know them fuckas watching and hangin’ on our every word. They already talking mad shit about how I just scream insults and get things handed to me. Talkin’ about how Darcy is long winded and boring. Talking like Imp and DEDEDE haven’t been around here for over a decade, paid their dues, and haven’t worked their asses off to get the accolades they got. Iiight, so painting Impact in that light really isn’t a stretch because he’s a jaded, complacent oldhead, but seriously, I hate the dude, but you can’t tell me DEDEDE don’t put in the effort. Maybe if a bitch like Jack actually strung together some some coherent sentences for once, he would be considered on an elite level like a Mr. DEDEDE, or you know, like me. Maybe if Xavier truly was the best in the world, he wouldn’t have hightailed it the fuck outta here and continued to build his legacy instead and not become the man the world forget! Maybe if Justin Win-
(Malcolm pauses for a moment.)
Malcolm Jones: Nah. Not worth the time or effort right now.
(Darcy grins.)
Darcy May Morgan: You’re one to talk. All you do is insult people.
Malcolm Jones: And throw in rap references which are apparently the only way to succeed around here, never mind the fact that the most boring vanilla cunt of a female to ever walk through these doors in Sarah Price is in every goddamn Dynasty main event and is gettin’ the proverbial rocket strapped to her back. Explain that one, because honestly I can’t. I’m sick of bitter sacks of shit taking their lack of talent out on other people. If they were as good as they think they are, they would find themselves where they believe they should be. As far as the rest of the bullshit, fuck it. Imagine being so goddamn sensitive that you already throwing verbal shots you never ever gunna be able to back up inside the ring against my team and me. Showdown really about to get eaten alive, by us and by Sarah Price and The Help.
Darcy May Morgan: I will make sure to film 67 videos for War Games.
Malcolm Jones: :mjgrin: Make it 69.
Drake King: :whoa: Alright, alright.
(Drake claps his hands together.)
Drake King: I’m going to go finish preparing for the match now. Did you know that half an hour of meditation a day can really help with your peace of mind? You should both give it a try. :wow:
Malcolm Jones: Know what? I’m good on all that. Darcy, though? She’s willing to give it a go! Right, Darcy?
Darcy May Morgan: What? No.
(Drake’s smile grows even wider and he extends his arm for Darcy to take.)
Drake King: Come, Darcy. Let’s go find our inner peace before we walk into battle. Job 22:21-22 says, “Agree with Drake, and be at peace; thereby good will come to you. Receive instruction from his mouth, and lay up his words in your heart.”
Darcy May Morgan: :usure:???
Malcolm Jones: Sis, you better listen to the man. I’ll see you guys later on.
(With a chuckle, Malcolm heads back into his lockerroom and ceremoniously shuts the door, leaving Darcy alone with Drake. Drake still has his arm extended, but Darcy is shaking her head.)
Darcy May Morgan: You know? I think I was supposed to meet Wallace in catering. Bye.
(Darcy spins on her heels and rushes off, leaving Drake, still with the smile on his face, rather confused.)
Drake King: Darcy! Catering is the other way…
(However Darcy is out of sight. Drake simply shakes his head and clasps his hands together.)
Drake King: The lost souls of Elite Answers Wrestling will see soon enough why Drake the Redeemer has been brought to life.
(With that, Drake turns and heads off, and the scene fades to black.)
(Voltage returns to ringside.)
Bella Braxton: The Following Contest is Scheduled for ONE FALL!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
Bella Braxton: Introducing First…He hails from Pawtucket, Rhode Island…weighing in at 210 pounds! Here is “THE GOAT” AHREN FOURNIER!!!
(‘Starboy’ by The Weeknd plays now as Ahren Fournier steps from the back, Ahren holds his weapon choice in his hand, his trusty umbrella. He stands there a moment, taking in the crowd reaction, taking a second to laugh before walking toward the ring.)
James Peters: Here comes the captain of Team Voltage for the Brand Warfare match and he has a tall task ahead of him, yet his run in Voltage so far has been significant with his Hall of Fame career.
Rich Russillo: It’s true, Ahren Fournier is the kind of man that continues to persevere no matter what but much like we saw him in the Main Event of the first Voltage of Season 14 against the eccentric and dangerous Minerva, he is faced again with another woman that is not all there and is downright scary, being Kasey Kaos.
Persephone: That girl needs to find Jesus.
(Ahren nods his head and talks his shit while snickering to the camera. He makes his way down to the ring, steps in, climbs the second rope and points to the Socially distanced crowd, pointing his umbrella out and laughs again as his music fades and “Cry Little Sister” by Marilyn Manson starts to play.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent, from The Lake of Fire, weighing in at 140 pounds, she is “MISS MAYHEM” KASEY KAOS!!!
(Kasey Kaos walks through the curtain, to a huge ovation from the crowd. Her eyes are wide, and she has a big smile on her face. She leans forward at the top of the aisle, her arms are stretched towards the ring, with her fingers spread wide. She stands up straight and pulls her arms back to a Jesus-esque pose, before dropping to her knees, and laughing loudly.)
Persephone: Yeah…. She needs Jesus.
James Peters: And here she is, Kasey Kaos, richer after Bloodsport and gave Drake King all she had last week but came up short. After she attacked Ms. Extreme earlier in the night, she let it be known after attacking Kasey when the match concluded, and it was made at Territorial Invasion. With Ms. Extreme breathing down her neck, it will be interesting to see what happens next between those two women.
Rich Russillo: Kasey has had some very big matches on Voltage, we can see that she is ready to break that ceiling, this could be the night, when she upsets the Team Captain of Team Voltage and pick up some momentum.
(She falls forward onto all-fours and starts to crawl down the ramp, towards the nearest cameraman. Reaching his feet, she stands up, and pulls the camera close to her face – her eyes wide, and head tiled to the left, she laughs and smiles into it. She reaches the bottom of the ramp, crawls into the ring, and stops when she reaches the middle. She pushes herself back onto her knees and falls back, arms over her head, unleashing a loud scream. Ahren looks at her funny before instructing the referee to start the match.)
(DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
(As Kasey gets up, Ahren attacks her quickly with a fury of fists and kicks pinning her in the corner, Kasey is trapped as Ahren doesn’t let go, continuously trying to beat her down.)
James Peters: Ahren is wasting not time, he is trying to pin Kasey down and keep her down which is a smart strategy for this crazy woman! Ahren though is about to get the referee count!
1!
2!
3!
4!
James Peters: Ahren breaks the count, he grabs Kasey by the hair and whips her against the ropes, she reverses and throws Ahren chest first into the turnbuckle! He stumbles and Kasey is on his back like a spider monkey, she is biting the hell out of his neck!
Rich Russillo: She came in hungry tonight! She is literally trying to eat Ahren!
Persephone: He must taste like chicken!
Rich Russillo: Ahren is screaming, grabbing Kasey by hair and flipping her over! SNAP NECK DRIVER ON KASEY AS AHREN IS BESIDE HIMSELF! I think she cut his neck; he has a little blood on it now.
Persephone: Check him for rabies!
James Peters: Ahren grabs Kasey by the hair, lifting her up, no! She breaks it, was playing possum and now Kasey with a flurry of kicks and punches, this woman is like a tornado! Screaming and unloading on Ahren as he doesn’t know what to do! Jumping out of the ring, Ahren is fleeing for his life! Kasey now is giving chase! He is running around the ring and the referee isn’t even administering a count! He slides back in, here comes Kasey, Ahren against the ropes, he goes for Protect Ya Neck, NO! KASEY DUCKS, HE TURNS RIGHT INTO ASK THE ANGELS! AHREN TOOK ALL OF THAT AND KASEY DROPS FOR THE COVER!
ONE!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!
THRE……
Rich Russillo: AHREN KICKS OUT! BARELY, WHAT A QUICK ENDING TO THE MATCH THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN! AHREN IS STUNNED AND KASEY IS MOUNTED ON FOURNIER! SHE IS HAMMERING DOWN ON AHREN! HE IS TRYING TO COVER HIS FACE BUT LIKE A WOMAN POSSESSED SHE IS NOT LETTING UP AT ALL! THE REFEREE NEEDS TO STOP THIS BEFORE SHE BREAKS THE FACE OF OUR VOLTAGE BRAND WARFARE TEAM CAPTAIN! KASEY STOPS! She picks up Ahren by the beard! Whipping him into the turnbuckle, jumping clothesline, into a bulldog and Ahren is down! Kasey is looking around, look at the sadistic smile on her face!
Persephone: Someone give me some Holy Water…. Demon be Gone!
James Peters: Maybe Persephone is right; this woman needs an exorcism! Running against the ropes, SNAP ELBOW DROP! ANOTHER SNAP ELBOW DROP! A THIRD SNAP ELBOW DROP! She has Ahren reeling right now and after the match started, when Ahren had taken full control, now we are seeing what Kasey can do once she has taken control! SHE GRABS AHREN’S HEAD, BEATING IT DOWN ON THE MAP REPEATEDLY! SHE DOES WANT TO DESTROY THE TEAM CAPTAIN AND ONLY AHREN CAN BLAME HIMSELF AFTER ATTACKING HER! Kasey stands, screaming, waiting for Ahren to get up, she is sizing him up! Ahren gets to his feet! She goes for a swinging neckbreaker! NO! AHREN SIDESTEPS, HE GETS A GRAB OF KASEY…. BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! AHREN FINALLY GETS A CHANCE TO TURN THE TIDE! GOING FOR THE COVER!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!!!
TH….
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT BY KASEY KAOS! Ahren quickly gets up, he is laying the boots to her, now Ahren with the kicks and fists! Ahren picks her up by the hair, a SCOOP SLAM! Ahren picks her up again, ANOTHER SCOOP SLAM! Ahren picks her up again…. A THIRD SCOOP SLAM! Ahren drops down, he starts chocking Kasey out! He is blatantly choking her! The referee with the count!
Persephone: Don’t count it, just let her get choked out, maybe the evil spirit will escape her body.
1!
2!
3!
4!
Rich Russillo: AHREN BREAKS THE COUNT!
Persephone: Why Ahren, why!?
Rich Russillo: Because he wants to win this match!
Persephone: Oh, who cares!
James Peters: Ahren is beside himself, he knows what he’s up against, he has lost it, look at his face! Ahren grabs Kasey’s arm, he drops a knee! And another! Trying to take away one of her weapons. Ahren locks in an armbar, trying to slow this down, a good idea considering he allows Kasey to break free, she could run away with this match. Ahren turns, locking in deeper and Kasey is looking at him LAUGHING! Ahren looks scared to death! SHE STARTS SCRAPING AT HIS EYES! AHREN LETS GO OF THE ARM BAR! HE IS TRYING TO SLIDE OUT OF THE RING! KASEY GRABS HIM BY THE TIGHTS! PULLING HIM BACK IN AND TO HIS FEET, KASEY WITH A BACK-BODY DROP! AHREN WAS ALMOST BENT INTO TWENTY DIFFERENT WAYS! KASEY IS UP, AHREN IS GETTING UP, SHE PICKS UP AHREN! THE STRENGTH AND….. IT’S THE TREE OF WOE! SHE JUST HUNG AHREN UPSIDE DOWN, KASEY IS ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE RING! CHARGING IN, DROPKICK ON AHREN’S FACE! SHE ISN’T DONE! GETTING BEHIND AHREN, SHE IS CHOKING HIM OUT! THE REFEREE IS TRYING TO STOP HER!
1!
2!
3!
4!
Rich Russillo: KASEY BREAKS THE COUNTS SHE CHOKES OUT AHREN AGAIN!
1!
2!
3!
4!
Rich Russillo: AND SHE BREAKS THE COUNT AGAIN! AHREN IS SLIDING BACK IN THE RING, NOW SHE IS PLACING HER FOOT ON HIS NECK, CHOKING HIM OUT ONE MORE TIME!
1!
2!
3!
4!
Rich Russillo: KASEY BREAKS THE HOLD! THE REFEREE IS TRYING TO GET AHREN FROM BEING TIED UP ON THE ROPE, KASEY MULE KICKS HIM ON THE CHEST SO HARD IT BROKE HIM FREE! AHREN IS DOWN ON THE MAT! KASEY WASTES NO TIME, PICKING HIM UP, TURNING HIM INVERTED, VAE VICTUS! THE INVERTED DDT AND THIS HAS GOT TO BE IT! AHREN IS DONE! THE REFEREE WITH THE COVER!
Persephone: Yes, finally!
ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREE……
Persephone: How did he kick out of that!?
James Peters: Ahren Fournier at the last second kicked out of that! Kasey now trying to figure out how to put this man away and we saw her come so close to Drake King, and now she is doing the same thing with Ahren! Beating him down within an inch of his life! Kasey is circling him like a predator does its prey! She is watching as Ahren slowly gets up, Kasey charges in, NO! AHREN WITH A BACK ELBOW! THE CLIMAX! THE KNEE STRIKE SHOOK KASEY! SHE IS WOBBLY, HERE COMES AHREN CHARGING IN! PROTECT YA NECK! NO! KASEY DUCKED IT, SHE DOESN’T REALIZE HE PUT ON THE BRAKES QUICKLY! LOCKING BEHIND IN A GERMAN SUPLEX DELIVERED WITH PRESTINE AND BRIDGING FOR THE WIN!
ONE!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREE…..
Rich Russillo: KASEY KAOS WAS ABLE TO KICK OUT! WE CAN SEE THE FRUSTRATION ON AHREN’S FACE! HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO! He grabs Kasey, whipping her into the turnbuckle, Ahren with a Corner Splash! Kasey stumbles out of the corner, Kick to the gut…. DOUBLE UNDERHOOK POWERBOMB! THIS HAS GOT TO BE IT!!!!
ONE!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!
THREE!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: Yeah…. She’s possessed, nobody kicks out of something like that unless they have a demon inside!
James Peters: I cannot believe that Kasey Kaos kicked out that! Ahren is in shock! He picks her up by the hair, setting her up for a suplex, NO! KASEY WITH A JAWBREAKER! AHREN IS STUNNED! SHE RUNS AT HIM, LEAPING IN THE AIR! CHERRY BOMB! SHE HIT THE KNEE RIGHT ON AHREN’S FACE! KASEY IS TRYING TO GET HERSELF TOGETHER! NOT ABLE TO GO FOR A PIN! SHE STANDS BACK ON HER FEET, DRAGGING AHREN TO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, RUNNING TO THE TOP ROPE… WHAT IS SHE DOING…. FROG SPLASH ON AHREN!!!! SHE HOOKS THE LEG THIS ONE IS OVER!!!!
ONE!!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: NO! IT IS NOT OVER, DAMN IT! AHREN WITH A SHOULDER UP!
Rich Russillo: This shows why Ahren is the Team Captain of the Voltage Brand! Kasey is now trying to figure out what she needs to do to put him away! Slowly Kasey Kaos picks him up by the beard, she holds him …. HEADBUTT! ANOTHER HEADBUTT! A THIRD! A FOURTH! A FIFTH! A SIXTH! A SEVENTH HEADBUTT! NOW BOTH KASEY AND AHREN FALL TO THE MATS! KASEY HEADBUTTED A HOLE IN HIS HEAD BUT AT WHAT COST! HER OWN! THE OFFICIAL IS LOOKING AROUND, NEITHER OF THEM ARE MOVING!!! HE IS STARTING THE COUNT!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
(Ahren starts to stir, turning over, Kasey is already sitting up, grabbing the ropes and helping herself up.)
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
(Kasey is up on her feet, Ahren is on is knees, the referee stops the count and allows the match to continue.)
Persephone: She knocked herself out and still both of them couldn’t stay down, why!? Just stay down!
James Peters: Both are up, and Kasey goes to grab Ahren, but no! He kicks Kasey in the gut! Running against the ropes with a mafia kick, Kasey sidesteps, Ahren stumbles forward! AHREN TURNS RIGHT INTO A SPEAR! KASEY STARTS TOO LAUGH! SHE IS WAITING FOR HIM TO STAND UP, AHREN IS SLOWLY TO HIS FEET….. SHE IS TRYING TO APPLY KAOS REIGNS! THE KATAHAJIME! AHREN CAN BARELY FIGHT IT OFF, KAOS IS ABOUT TO LOCK IT! SHE…… SHE HAS IT LOCKED! KAOS REIGNS BUT NO! AHREN BACKS HER INTO THE REFEREE!
(The Referee gets pinned against the turnbuckle; he falls as Kaos doesn’t let go of the hold.)
Rich Russillo: KAOS IS STILL HOLDING ON TO THE HOLD! AHREN IS FADING! AHREN IS FADING! KASEY KAOS HAS HIM ALMOST OUT! BUT THE REFEREE IS DOWN! KASEY SEES IT AND DROPS AHREN. LOOK AT KASEY! SHE IS STARING AT THE REFEREE, PICKING HIM UP! KASEY IS SLAPPING THE REFEREE TO GET UP!
Persephone: Ahren is barely moving…. But he is crawling to his corner….. just leave!
Ruch Russillo: IT LOOKS LIKE HE IS REACHING FOR HIS UMBRELLA! KASEY KAOS SCREAMS AT THE REFEREE WHO IS SNAPPING OUT OF IT, SHE TURNS RIGHT INTO AHREN DRIVING THE UMBRELLA INTO KASEY’S NECK! HE DROPS IT ON THE OUTSIDE! KASEY IS TRYING TO GET HER WIND, TURNING RIGHT INTO PROTECT YA NECK!!!
James Peters: NOT LIKE THIS! AHREN WITH THE UMBRELLA AND THAT VICOUS CLOTHESLINE, HOOKING BOTH LEGS FOR THE COVER ASS THE REFEREE DROPS FOR THE COUNT!
ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Kasey kicks out at the very last second too late.)
(DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…… AHREN FOUNRIER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(“Starboi” by the Weeknd starts to play throughout the arena, Ahren Fournier cracks a hurting smile, wincing, when he starts to clap quickly just as Kasey sits up staring right at him. Ahren quickly rolls out of the ring, grabbing the umbrella and heading quickly toward the back.)
James Peters: Ahren didn’t think he had enough to beat her and he used the Umbrella. He threw everything at Kasey Kaos and she kept coming, a cheap yet lucky win over the woman that had him had it not been for the referee being down.
Rich Russillo: That might be true, but Ahren had the presence of mind to push her into the referee. He did throw everything at her, but at the end, he took the win no matter what. This is why he is the Team Captain, but I hope that Ms. Extreme was watching, this is what she has in store at Territorial Invasion, Kasey is a beast and this loss was only more fuel to her fire.
Persephone: Finally, it is over, all by an Umbrellla…. Ella….. Ay… Ay….
(Ahren continues to the back as Kasey looks on, staring right at him, seething from the way the match went, ready to tear him apart.)
[SCREENBAR – EARLIER THIS WEEK]
(The camera fades back into the Poon Palace’s VIP room where Team Voltage is shown sipping their Crip-a-Colas mixed with the special Corona that TLA has had quarantined for safety. Suddenly Voltage Commissioner Captain Charisma is shown entering as TLA stands up and shakes his hand.)
TLA: Ayyy jefe glad to have you out here in mi casa! En tu casa. :wow: You know we got bitches. We got corona. We got that good mota you know that we gonna find you the Poons who will let you sail them you know you can be the captain of that ship when you take her out for a ride.
Ahren Fournier: You got any of them Male Poons? I mean this guy is always meeting backstage in his office with big sweaty men. So that is probably more his style.
Myles: I’m leaving if you bring one in.
Terry Chambers: Same. But uh isn’t Captain Charisma married. I mean we don’t want to homewreck out here… I mean any more than we already have. :mjcry:
Captain Charisma: Well this is an… interesting setting for a business meeting.
TLA: Yo we keep ‘em guessing. You know how we do on Voltage. They say we that ultraviolet brand. Our fans all thirstin’ for blood n shit. They ain’t know what we gonna give them. That’s why you know that you can count on all of us. We wildin’ and we fuck up all the putos who step to us. That’s what Team Voltage gonna bring to you.
Ahren Fournier: You have the GOAT on your team. Victory is guaranteed just like it was at Bloodsport when I showed whoever my opponents were that I am better than anyone else in this company. Regardless of brand. Did you know that Dynasty actually picked that scrub Chris Elite for their team. :mjlol: !!! Everyone knows that he has been on a downward spiral ever since he broke off from me. Not to mention they have Charlie Marr who is basically a complete ripoff of everything that I did in this business first. I still haven’t heard a… “thank you GOAT” from him yet. Sad! Then we have PAKA who people keep telling me was fired but yet here he is and I guess just like the bugs he brings to the ring he is like a cockroach. Just can’t get rid of him. Besides… why does Dynasty get to have all of these people on their team? They already have Xander Payne and he is an entire team by himself!
Captain Charisma: :mjlol:
Terry Chambers: I don’t like the idea of having to face Consuela but you know I am the Barbaric Carnivore and I will do what has to be done for our brand. Not to mention they have the likes of Harlow Reichert and Raven Roberts on their team. You know Team Showdown thinks that they are going to prove the blue brand better!. Think that they can take all the women on their roster and combined they will be able to step up to us. I am going to show Consuela the kind of beating that Terry Chambers can give her!
Captain Charisma: I just hope that is only in the ring and not outside of it… Or do I need to call someone?
Terry Chambers: :skip:
Captain Charisma: Nah I am just playing Terry. I know that Team Voltage is going to prevail over all these other teams because we have the passion on our side. Everyone here wants to win and I have full faith that you will do Voltage proud. But like I said we need one more member to the team. So I am going to have to announce that shortly so that the contracts can be finalized and all that…
Myles: Well luckily for you we have decided on our final member.
Captain Charisma: Oh you have have you? Need I remind you who is in charge around here?
TLA: Is it me? Am I in charge?
Captain Charisma: :skip:
(Suddenly the pale dancing Poon comes out doing a sexy gypsy dance. She is shown wearing a bright colored dress as she twirls into the room. Shaking what she got including her many beads around her neck as she steps up onto the table in front of Captain Charisma.)
Captain Charisma: :whew:
Myles: .
TLA: What do you think jefe? She fine as fuck right?!?
Captain Charisma: This is great and all. But… TLA didn’t you learn the hard way what happens when you want Poons involved in your wrestling business?
TLA: Jajaja the hard way :mjlol:
Captain Charisma: I’m serious. Just think what happened to Onyx…
(Funeral music begins to play as TLA is shown placing his hand and a bouquet of black roses on top of a casket in the room.)
Ahren, Terry, & Myles: Rest in power Onyx.
(A moment of silence is held for the fallen Poon before…)
TLA: NAH NAH NAH! Escuchame jefe! The Poons gonna do what the Poons gonna do. Pero we ain’t letting Sapphire all up into our business. We was thinking Minerva!
Captain Charisma: :ohhh:
TLA: Tho I gotta admit that Sapphire does got a weird blood fetish just like Minerva. You know that I gotta keep her away from the Vampire Fetish room cuz sometimes a ho just goes a little to far. :lupe:
Captain Charisma: Well… Minerva hmm… I can see no problems with that. If you can get her to accept then by all means!
(Suddenly everyone in the room turns and looks at Myles who is scheduled to face her this week on Voltage.)
Myles: What? Why are you all looking at me? :neutral_face: What am I supposed to do?
Everyone: Whatever it takes.
Myles: :noah:
(TLA is shown giving Sapphire a bonus for her role in helping them to decide on the final member of Team Voltage. Captain Charisma is shown sliding a ring which may or may not be his wedding ring into his pocket as he pulls out his wallet to lead Sapphire into a private room. Ahren Fournier is shown entering the hot tub with Jennipurr who insists on being placed atop a floating chair to avoid touching the water. Terry Chambers is shown in the corner calling Consuela desperately trying to explain to her his reasons for being at the Poon Palace in the first place. Myles is shown getting up and leaving as he has a match to attend to but deep down he wishes that he had gone with the kangaroos as they would be easier to deal with than Minerva.)
(Voltage fades back to the Performance Center, where Bella Braxton is standing in the middle of the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
(‘Enemy Strike’ by Yuki Hayashi hits, and the socially distanced crowd immediately begins to boo. Myles soon enters the stage, and he seems in no mood to play around as he immediately begins making his way down to the ring. As he makes his way down the stage and down the ramp, he completely ignores the fans booing him, even after what happened at Bloodsport in his big EAW Championship match against Rex McAllister.)
Bella Braxton: Making his way to the ring… From Melbourne, Australia…. Weighing in at 227 pounds…. MYYYYYYYLLLEEEESSSS!!!!!!!
James Peters: Finally we’re seeing Myles back in the ring after his grueling match against Rex McAllister back at Bloodsport. Near the end of the match Rex shoved thumbtacks into Myles’ mouth before hitting the Rex Effect onto even more tacks twice, so it only makes sense that Myles would need some time away from the ring. At Territorial Invasion he will be competing in that Brand Warfare match, and his opponent tonight may potentially be a partner of his going into it.
Persephone: Yeah, if he can convince her to join them.
Rich Russillo: That’s true. After all, his opponent this week is none other than Minerva. Will she really be much of a team player? Even more importantly, what’s gonna happen tonight, these are two amazing Elitists we’re talking about here. This could possibly go any way.
(As Myles enters the ring, ‘Blood, Milk & Sky’ by White Zombie hits and the booing continues. Minerva slowly begins making her way out to the stage of the now dark Performance Center, and not very long after she begins making her way down to the ring. She no longer has the Universal Women’s Championship around her waist after losing it at Bloodsport, but she looks confident tonight as she continues slowly walking down the ramp.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent…. Residing in the Florida Everglades…. Weighing in at 122 pounds…. MIIIINNEEERRRRVVVAAAAA!!!!!!
James Peters: At Bloodsport, Minerva lost her Universal Women’s Championship in that three stages of Hardcore Hell match against Serena Bennett, but now she has the opportunity to go for even more, such as the EAW Championship. Before that though, she has to go through Myles tonight, and especially after his performance at Bloodsport he is no joke. Minerva’s gonna want to be careful tonight or he might just be yet another one of Myles’ victims.
Rich Russillo: I don’t know, I’m sure Minerva’s got some tricks up her sleeve. She held that title as long as she did for a reason after all. Myles is amazing in his own right, but he’s not Minerva.
Persephone: I think they both suck to be honest. I’m not seeing the appeal of either of them.
James Peters: Is there anyone you DO like in EAW?
Persephone: R-
James Peters: Other than Rex?
Persephone:…..
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
James Peters: And this match is underway! Myles versus Minerva, AND IT LOOKS LIKE THESE TWO AREN’T WASTING ANY TIME! Immediately these two have locked up, and Myles is using his size advantage to back Minerva up to the ropes! Myles with a kick to the midsection before the referee could even begin his count- BUT MINERVA RESPONDS WITH A THUMB TO THE EYE! I don’t think the referee really saw that one, and now Minerva grabs Myles and puts him in a headlock. Both of these Elitists suffered big losses at Bloodsport, and I’m sure they both need this win tonight!
Rich Russillo: MYLES LIFTS MINERVA UP FOR A BACK SUPLEX- BUT MINERVA FLIPS DOWN ONTO HER FEET! Minerva charging in- BUT MYLES CATCHES HER WITH AN ARM DRAG! Myles now has Minerva in a seated position and now he grabs her by the neck, locking in a dragon sleeper! That is a pretty tough submission to get out of, I didn’t expect to see that so early on! Minerva is in trouble, but she was just the Universal Women’s Champion, I don’t know if I expect her to lose to this submission so early on!
Persephone: The vampire cosplayer turned the dragon sleeper around, but instead of keeping it locked in on the Koala Prince she let go and quickly hit an elbow drop. It looked like a variation of her Twilight move but she couldn’t get all of it. The Kangaroo Killer is trying to get back to his feet now, but Edward isn’t letting him get back into the match very easily as she immediately lays into him with a knee to the midsection.
Rich Russillo: Edward?
Persephone: That’s the guy’s name right? The vampire from Twilight. Robert Pattinson?
Rich Russillo: Oh.
James Peters: Minerva with another knee now! Minerva sending Myles into the corner before charging in- BUT MYLES DELIVERS A HUGE BOOT TO THE FACE! Myles now going for a lariat, BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER IT! MINERVA NOW PULLING MYLES DOWN INTO A SCHOOL BOY PIN BUT MYLES IMMEDIATELY GETS OUT OF IT! BICYCLE KNEE- AVOIDED BY MINERVA! MINERVA WITH A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION BEFORE RUNNING THE ROPES, AND SHE HITS A SCISSORS KIC- NO! MYLES AVOIDED THAT ONE, AND NOW SHE GRABS MINERVA FROM BEHIND! GERMAN SUPLEX BY MYLES, AND HE JUST TOSSED MINERVA OVER HIS HEAD ALL WHILE STAYING ON HIS FEET!
Rich Russillo: It takes a lot of strength to pull off something like that! Myles doesn’t seem to be finished with Minerva just yet though, as he immediately deadlifts her up into a suplex position! Myles is… He’s literally walking into the center of the ring, all while holding Minerva up in the air! Myles may not have defeated Rex for the EAW Championship, but he’s still one hell of a competitor! Just look at what he’s already done in just the few minutes that this match has been going for- WAIT A SECOND! MINERVA WITH A KNEE TO THE TOP OF MYLES’ HEAD! MINERVA GRABBING MYLES NOW AFTER SHE GOT DOWN TO HER FEET, AND SHE PLANTS HIM WITH A DDT!
Persephone: Well clearly you spoke too soon. Myles doesn’t look like he’s staying down for long, but that doesn’t really matter since Minerva’s in control anyway. Minerva is running the ropes, and this time she connected with the scissors kic- oh. Nevermind then, Myles actually caught her leg, and he just pulled her into a clothesline- but Minerva ducked it. Minerva now pulling Myles into a backslide pin, but Myles immediately got out of that one as well before grabbing Minerva’s arms and going for a kamigoye knee strike-
James Peters: AND MINERVA MANAGES TO AVOID THAT AS WELL! Minerva grabs Myles by the legs and drops him to the mat, and now she’s on top of him, just pounding away at the back of his head! Myles manages to push Minerva off of him though, and as Minerva charges in, MYLES SENDS HER RIGHT OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A BACK BODY DROP! Minerva just flew all the way out to ringside, that was insane! Someone should check on Minerva, are we sure she’s okay after that?
Rich Russillo: It looks like she’s perfectly fine. She’s already trying to get back to her feet but I don’t know if that’s the best idea for her right now. She should be trying to take some time to recover, but instead she’s using the barricade to get back up- AND NOW MYLES HAS BEGUN RUNNING THE ROPES! MINERVA JUST REALIZED WHAT’S GOING ON, BUT SHE HAS NO TIME TO REACT AS MYLES FLIES OVER THE TOP ROPE HIMSELF! TOPE CON HILO FROM MYLES, TAKING MINERVA OUT! That was one hell of a move, and Myles is in no rush to get back in the ring it looks like!
Persephone: Myles is grabbing Minerva, and he just slammed her face into the ring post. Hopefully he messes her face up, she’s honestly super ugly and anything would be a step up from THAT. Myles grabs Minerva again, AND HE SLAMS HER INTO THE POST AGAIN! Yes! Don’t stop Captain Australia! Keep smashing her face into the post! YES! HE DOES IT A THIRD TIME! Myles is rolling Minerva back into the ring, but she’s immediately rolling out to the other side of the ring while holding her face. Maybe that busted her open. A broken nose would be an improvement.
James Peters: Myles grabs Minerva before she could roll back out of the ring before pulling her up, AND HE DROPS HER WITH A BRAINBUSTER! Myles now going for his first cover of the match, and that might be enough to finish it!
ONE!
TWO-
James Peters: Minerva kicks out, but she must have the worst headache after what happened the past few minutes. Myles doesn’t look too upset about Minerva kicking out, and instead it looks like he’s already trying to go back on the offense as he drags her by her hair towards the ropes! What’s he thinking here?
Rich Russillo: Oh I think I know what he’s doing. Myles is tying Minerva’s arms up into the ropes, and Myles did this to Rex back at Bloodsport! Myles now running the ropes- BUT MINERVA CAME TO HER SENSES AND IMMEDIATELY GOT HER BOOT UP BEFORE MYLES COULD CONNECT WITH A KNEE! MINERVA QUICKLY MANAGES TO FREE HERSELF, BUT MYLES GOES BACK ON THE OFFENSIVE AS HE HITS A CLOTHESLINE, SENDING MINERVA OVER THE TOP ROPE AGAIN!
James Peters: MINERVA HANGS ON THIS TIME! MINERVA IS ON THE APRON, AND SHE DRIVES HER SHOULDER INTO MYLES’ MIDSECTION! Minerva climbing up to the top rope- BUT MYLES IMMEDIATELY RUNS UP TOP AND HITS MINERVA WITH A KNEE! Minerva is stuck on the top rope, and now Myles is pulling her up, he’s trying to hit a superplex it looks like! Minerva is trying to fight out of Myles’ grasp, but she doesn’t look too successful right now! MYLES IS GETTING INTO POSITION AND IT LOOKS LIKE MINERVA’S EFFORTS TO ESCAPE DIDN’T WORK! SUPERPLEX BY MYLES, RIGHT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING- BUT HE ISN’T FINISHED!?!?
Rich Russillo: MYLES IS ROLLING BACK UP TO HIS FEET, AND IN THE PROCESS HE’S PULLING MINERVA UP AS WELL! MYLES IS HOLDING MINERVA UP, AND HE JUST DROPPED HER WITH A SECOND BRAINBUSTER!! HOW DID MYLES HAVE SOMETHING LIKE THAT IN HIM!?!? Myles may have been the one delivering the superplex, but a fall from that height still hurts, and yet he still just rolled right back up to his feet to deliver a brainbuster on top of that! Minerva’s in a lot of trouble right now, this match just might already be over, she hasn’t moved a muscle after that superplex and brainbuster combination.
Persephone: Oh boy, here we go. I already knew prior to the match that Myles was an idiot, but he somehow never fails to surprise me. Why isn’t he going for the cover after something like that?
James Peters: As much as I hate to agree, you’re right. This is.. Weird.
Persephone: Myles is pulling Minerva up onto his shoulders, and now he’s approaching the ropes. What is he- O.
James Peters: MYLES JUST POWERBOMBED MINERVA OUT OF THE RING! Instead of going for the cover he just powerbombed her out of the ring, what’s Myles thinking!? Is he trying to take a count out win?
Rich Russillo: Nope, he just rolled under the bottom rope and joined her outside of the ring! Myles is just trying to dish out all the punishment he can! We’ve seen this type of brutality from him before! Just back at Bloodsport it was with the EAW Champion, now it’s with the former Universal Women’s Champion! Myles grabbing Minerva and pulling her back to her feet, and I don’t think I like what he has in mind! He’s eyeing the steel steps, AND NOW HE GOES TO THROW MINERVA INTO THEM- JUST FOR MINERVA TO TURN IT AROUND AND SEND MYLES RIGHT INTO THE STEPS!
Persephone: See what I mean? Myles might be the dumbest person in this entire company. First he doesn’t care about Championships, which is literally the only thing there is to fight for, now he just doesn’t care about winning matches at all. Why is he even here? Whatever. Anyways Minerva’s rolled back into the ring to take some time to recover, before rolling right back out to go back towards Myles. Minerva’s pulling Myles up, and now she just slammed his face into the plexiglass separating them from the fans.
James Peters: Minerva now rolling Myles back into the ring before following behind, AND NOW MINERVA GOES FOR THE DEVIL’S TOUCH BUT MYLES MOVED OUT OF THE WAY! MYLES ATTEMPTING THAT BICYCLE KNEE AGAIN, BUT ONCE AGAIN MINERVA AVOIDED IT, AND THIS TIME SHE CONNECTS WITH THAT SUPERKICK! MINERVA DROPPING DOWN AND PINNING MYLES, THIS ONE MIGHT ACTUALLY BE OVER!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE-
James Peters: MYLES GETS THE SHOULDER UP! I don’t think Minerva expected that, Myles just kicked out! That might not be good for Myles though, as Minerva does still have the upper hand!
Rich Russillo: Minerva is dragging Myles to the corner, AND NOW SHE’S JUST STOMPING AWAY AT HIM! MINERVA NOW WITH MULTIPLE FACE WASHES TO MYLES IN THE CORNER, BEFORE RUNNING THE ROPES! RUNNING BOOT TO MYLES’ FACE! Myles is down, but he was smart enough to immediately roll out to the apron! Myles is using the ropes to try and pull himself up, but now Minerva is joining Myles on the apron, and she doesn’t look finished with him yet! She’s trying to pull him up, and I think she’s attempting to set up for a DDT!
Persephone: OH! MYLES JUST RAMMED MINERVA INTO THE RING POST! Okay, that looked like it hurt, but I really wish Myles would hurry up and try to pin her! All those boots to the face couldn’t have hurt that bad right? I think Myles is just being lazy to be honest.
James Peters: :skip: lazy??? Have you seen what he’s done this match?
Persephone: Yeah, and I also saw what he hasn’t done, and he still has yet to actually win. Maybe if Myles tried harder this match would be over already. Jeez that Aussie kid sucks.
James Peters: Whatever Persephone. Myles just rolled Minerva back into the ring, and there’s no way Minerva is in any good condition after what happened not long ago. Myles now, DEADLIFTING HER UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS, AND HE DELIVERS A POWERBOMB! MYLES ISN’T FINISHED THOUGH, HE LIFTS HER UP, AND DELIVERS A SECOND POWERBOMB! MYLES JUST DELIVERED TWO CONSECUTIVE POWERBOMBS AND I STILL DON’T THINK HE IS FINISHED! MYLES IS LIFTING MINERVA UP FOR A THIRD TIME, AND HE HITS A SPINNING SIT OUT POWERBOMB! MYLES JUST POWERBOMBED MINERVA THREE TIMES IN A ROW, AND THERE’S THE COVER! I THINK HE’S ABOUT TO MAKE YOU EAT YOUR WORDS PERSEPHONE!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE-
Rich Russillo: WHAT!? MINERVA SURVIVED!!!
Persephone: Duh. Myles sucks.
Rich Russillo: I genuinely can’t believe Minerva kicked out there! Myles still doesn’t look upset at all, but if I were him I’d be fuming! If that were anyone else I believe this match would be over, but this is the former Universal Women’s Champion after all, and one half of the longest reigning Tag Team Champions! I wouldn’t blame Myles at all for Minerva still being in this. He just needs to finish the job now and make sure Minerva doesn’t get back in this.
Persephone: Ugh. I really wish this match could end already. I couldn’t care less about either of these two. Myles is pulling Minerva up- WAIT! YES! MYLES HAS HER IN A STANDING SLEEPERHOLD, AND THAT MEANS THE MATCH MIGHT ACTUALLY END SOON! THANK GOD! MINERVA’S STRUGGLING IN THE SUBMISSION SINCE MYLES IS PROBABLY LIKE A HUNDRED POUNDS HEAVIER THAN HER, BUT SHE IS BETTER OFF JUST TAPPING OUT!
James Peters: You mean, you’re better off just tapping out? Since you want the match to end already?
Persephone: Whatever. This match should’ve ended already and you know it. This has been so boring.
James Peters: Well there’s a reason why it’s not over yet. Both of them are giving this match their best, and after Bloodsport it only makes sense that they’re trying their best. Minerva’s having a lot of trouble right now, I think she’s about to tap! The referee is struggling right now- BUT WAIT! MINERVA JUST PUSHED THE REFEREE- AND NOW SHE JUST LOW BLOWED MYLES! MINERVA PUSHED THE REF AWAY AND WHILE HE HAD HIS BACK TURNED SHE KICKED MYLES BELOW THE BELT! THE REFEREE IS TELLING MINERVA OFF NOW FOR PUTTING HER HANDS ON HIM, BUT SHE MIGHT HAVE JUST PUT THIS MATCH TO AN END FOR MYLES!
Rich Russillo: Minerva brushing past the referee before going back to Myles, BUT MYLES IS STILL TRYING TO FIGHT! MYLES JUST HIT MINERVA WITH A PUNCH TO HER SIDE, BUT MINERVA JUST HIT MYLES WITH A FOREARM! NOW MYLES JUST HIT MINERVA WITH A FOREARM! NOW MINERVA TO MYLES! NOW MYLES! NOW MINERVA! MYLES! MINERVA! BOTH ELITISTS JUST TRADING STRIKES, BUT IT LOOKS LIKE MINERVA’S GOT THE BETTER OF MYLES AS SHE DUCKS A STRIKE AND GRABS MYLES FROM BEHIND! TWILIGHT!!! SHE GETS ALL OF IT THIS TIME, BUT I DON’T THINK SHE’S FINISHED THERE!
James Peters: Minerva is pulling Myles back up, and now she has him in a front facelock, what’s she trying to do here? WAIT A SECOND, WHAT!? ATLAS FALLS!!! ATLAS FALLS, MINERVA JUST HIT MYLES WITH THE TWISTING BRAINBUSTER!!! MINERVA IS HALF HIS SIZE, HOW DID SHE PULL THAT OFF!?!? MINERVA HAD TO DIG DEEP THERE, BUT THAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN ENOUGH TO GET THE JOB DONE!!!
Persephone: Finally this is over. How could a match like this be that terrible?
James Peters: THE COVER BY MINERVA!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner…. MIIIIIIIINNEEEEERRRVVVAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
James Peters: And just like that, Minerva manages to get the job done! Myles questioned whether or not she’d be able to last outside of the women’s division, well there’s your answer! Both of these Elitists pulled out some incredible moves from their arsenal though, like that superplex and brainbuster from Myles! In the end though, Minerva found the strength to hit Myles with Atlas Falls after using a low blow to her advantage!
Rich Russillo: I’m sure there’s gonna be a lot of people questioning how Minerva finished the match after tonight but I doubt she cares. Minerva doesn’t have anything she needs to prove if you ask me. Minerva’s one of the best Elitists on the Voltage roster, tonight she simply used her surroundings to her advantage. If the referee wasn’t close enough for her to push away, who knows what would’ve happened.
Persephone: And who cares? The match is over, whatever.
(‘Blood, Milk & Sky’ begins to play, but that doesn’t last very long as Minerva asks for a microphone, all while straddling Myles’ chest in a very provocative manner. As Minerva is handed the microphone, she looks down at Myles before beginning to speak.)
Minerva: I’ll tell you what, Myles. Since you all seemed to be so obsessed with me earlier, I guess I will do you a favor and join the Brand Warfare team.
(The socially distanced crowd begins cheering at the announcement, and Minerva licks her lips before grinning, all before beginning to speak once again.)
Minerva: But, you better put forth a hell of a lot more effort come Territorial Invasion.
(Minerva pats Myles on his cheek before dropping her microphone on his chest. As ‘Blood, Milk & Sky’ begins playing again, Minerva gets back to her feet and slowly exits the ring, leaving Myles alone in the ring who hasn’t woken up yet after that grueling match. Finally, Voltage begins fading away from the Performance Center as Minerva still has her grin on her face.)
(Commercial for Dynasty brand hair cream, featuring Dynasty Elitists Chris Elite and Charlie Marr.)
(Voltage fades back to the performance center, and Bella Braxton is standing in the middle of the ring with a microphone in her hand.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… Please welcome, JESSE BARLOW AND KOREY GAINES, PARENTAL ADVISORY!!!!
(As ‘Player Haters’ Ball’ by Palisades hits, Voltage’s socially distanced crowd immediately begins booing as loud as they can. Soon after, Jesse Barlow and Korey Gaines make their way to the stage with Hannah Marin following them. Korey and Jesse both have microphones in their hands, and once all three people enter the ring, Hannah tells Bella to exit the ring so the two can begin speaking.)
Jesse Barlow: Last week, Korey and I’s names were in the mouths of two people I don’t think anyone even knew worked here. Thankfully Hannah Marin was there to defend our honor, but I am disgusted with the two of you. Donovan Duke and Conor Ryan, who the fuck do you think you are? Who the fuck ARE you? Literally nobody knows who you two are and you’ve been here for months. When you look at the two of us you’re looking at future Unified Tag Team Championships, but what are you two? I’m way fucking better than both of you on my own and so is Korey. Now that we’re in this division you two have no chance of ever reaching the Tag titles, but if we’re being honest I don’t think such a pathetic ass attempt at a tag team was ever going to win them in the first place.
Korey Gaines: Of course they weren’t. Conor and Donovan saw that we were forming a team that’s destined to take over this division, and their response was to form Voltage’s version of the Losers Union or whatever the hell Christian and Jason called themselves before complaining that they lived up to their name and started losing all the time.
(The crowd begins booing once again, but neither Jesse or Korey seem to care, as soon after they begin speaking once again.)
Jesse Barlow: Donovan and Conor are better off sucking each other off than they are forming a tag team that only exists since they couldn’t do shit on their own. As long as we’re here, Voltage has no more room in the tag division, especially not for a waste of space like whatever the fuck Donovan and Conor want to call themselves. Unless they’re okay with losing all the time and being at the bottom of each card of course, in that case go ahead and do what you want-
(As soon as Jesse finishes speaking, ‘The Phoenix’ by Fall Out Boy hits and the socially distanced crowd begins cheering as Donovan Duke and Conor Ryan begin walking out to the stage. Both of them have microphones in their hands, and they can’t help but laugh as they walk down the ramp and stop at the bottom of it.)
Donovan Duke: Wow, isn’t that funny Conor? Jesse and Korey are making fun of us for “forming a team because we couldn’t do shit on our own”, when they literally did the same thing?
Conor Ryan: It’s hilarious. You guys have been in EAW a hell of a lot longer than the two of us and yet you have nothing to show for it. You two have yet to taste even an ounce of success on your own after being here for years, so if anyone’s formed a team to try and find some success, it’s “Parental Advisory.”
Donovan Duke: The sad thing is, I don’t see these two finding much success together either. Jesse’s already proven that he can’t drag another person to stardom which is why his partnership with Colby Sol fell apart the way it did, and that’s sad because Colby actually had a better record during his short EAW run than Korey Gaines does to this day. I do believe Conor and I can make a splash in the tag division, and I know for a fact that we’re both better than the two of you.
(The crowd begins cheering, meanwhile Jesse and Korey just look at each other for a few seconds, before Jesse raises his microphone to respond.)
Jesse Barlow: Umm…. You’re joking right? Like, this is all just one big elaborate joke or something… Right? It has to be one, there’s no way the two of you could be that fucking stupid. You know what? Fuck it. Nothing you just said is gonna matter soon anyway, because Korey and I are gonna be the ones to dethrone the Grand Athletes, since clearly two sensitive, talentless cunts like Harper Lee and Drake’s fuck toy will never be able to get the job done. Limmy and Mark are just keeping those belts warm for us.
Conor Ryan: Underestimating a startup team with as much talent as the two of us isn’t the mistake you want to make, and it definitely won’t do you two any favors. Donovan and I are going to reach the top of this division and nothing the two of you say can stop that. It just gives us more people to go and prove wrong.
(Korey Gaines and Hannah Marin both look unamused as Jesse Barlow just sighs and begins speaking.)
Jesse Barlow: Like, whatever dude… We’re next in line after Territorial Invasion. That’s all that matters.
Donovan Duke: Woah woah woah, wait a minute. Why do the two of you get to be next in line?
Korey Gaines: Um… Why wouldn’t we be next in line for the tag titles?
Conor Ryan: Because we’re here, and we want the titles too. You two don’t get to just cut to the front of the line when there’s teams like us around.
Jesse Barlow: Um…. Yeah we kinda do. I’m basically owed a shot at the tag titles, you know that right? I wasn’t pinned back at Pain for Pride, the Grand Athletes were and they got rewarded for it so now it’s our turn to get a tag title opportunity.
Conor Ryan: But you still lost didn’t you? We want the Unified Tag Team Championships and unlike you we’ve never had an opportunity to fight for them, and unlike you we won’t squander it once we do get that opportunity.
Korey Gaines: You’ve also never competed as a team before, so why should you get a tag title shot with no experience as a team to your name?
(The crowd begins booing, but both Donovan and Conor pause for a second, as Korey isn’t actually wrong. The two have yet to compete as a tag team and already want a shot at the Unified Tag Team Championships. Even so Donovan begins speaking, as if he just thought of something.)
Donovan Duke: You know what Korey, you’re right. The two of us have yet to compete as a tag team, so why don’t the two of you put your money where your mouth is and face us at Territorial Invasion?
Conor Ryan: Yeah. We said we were going to be the next big tag team, and if that means getting through the two of you on our way to the tag titles then so be it.
(The crowd begins cheering at the challenge made by Donovan, meanwhile all of Parental Advisory look underwhelmed, as if they don’t think Donovan and Conor are serious.)
Jesse Barlow: Really? You want to face us? Wow, this’ll just be too easy. Alright then. We accept, but Captain Charisma better come out here right now, because the only way we’re doing this is for number one contendership for the Unified Tag Titles.
Donovan Duke: Alright, deal. Us two versus you two for number one contendership, let’s go see him right now.
(The crowd immediately begins cheering, and they cheer even louder just a few moments later as Captain Charisma does walk out to the stage with a microphone in hand, as all five people look over to him.)
Captain Charisma: You know what? I like it. If that’s the match you guys want, it’s official. Donovan Duke and Conor Ryan versus Parental Advisory at Territorial Invasion for number one contendership to the Unified Tag Team Championships!
James Peters: And there it is! Parental Advisory will be taking on Donovan Duke and Conor Ryan for number one contendership to the Unified Tag Team Championships!
(The crowd begins cheering once again, and Donovan and Conor have smiles on their faces at the announcement, meanwhile Parental Advisory don’t look too pleased at the announcement. ‘The Phoenix’ begins playing once again as Captain Charisma makes his way backstage. Conor and Donovan begin walking backwards up the ramp, not breaking eye contact with Jesse and Korey as they both keep the grins on their faces, and Voltage begins to fade out from the Performance Center.)
(Another Tinder ad airs, this time featuring Elitist Xander Payne as he struggles to get a match.)
(Voltage returns from break and cuts to the center of the ring where the Voltage ring announcer, Bella Braxton, is standing by once again.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(“Natural” by Imagine Dragons begins to blast across the PA system and the socially distanced crowd rises to their feet. They let out a chorus of cheers, pleased to see this competitor in action next!)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST… FROM DETROIT, MICHIGAN… WEIGHING IN AT 257 POUNDS… HE IS ‘THE BARBARIC CARNIVORE’… TERRY CHAMBERS!!!
(Terry hits the stage and begins making his way down to the ring.)
Persephone: Ohmygod, yawn. I swear to Gawd that Terry Chambers is one of the most boring motherfuckers on this planet. I can barely make it through his promo videos without wanting to slit my wrists.
James Peters: Wait a second, so you’re telling me that you actually watch promo videos?
Persephone: I mean, duh. I need to know who the fuck is trying to come at Rex so I can sharpen my machete and get ready to strike them dead.
Rich Russillo: :wow: You really do love Rex, don’t you?
Persephone: I love him more than that whiny fucking cunt Raven, that’s for sure.
James Peters: Well nonetheless, I’m excited for this match. As Persephone alluded to, Terry Chambers has set his sights on the EAW World Championship this season, and in order to get himself in a position to win that belt, he needs these high profile matches under his belt. Terry’s opponent tonight, the National Elite Champion, Sienna Jade, is one of the very best to step inside this ring. Terry is going to have to pull out all stops if he wants to try and defeat Sienna tonight.
(Terry has made his way inside the ring, and is getting ready for his match. His music has faded out and a few seconds later, “Unfuckwithable” by Deez Nuts begins to play.)
Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT… FROM SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA… WEIGHING IN AT 135 POUNDS… SHE IS THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION… ‘THE LOCKER ROOM LEADER’ SIENNA JADE!!!!
(As usual, the champion is greeted with a mixed reaction. Sienna struts on stage, flashes the camera a coy little smile, and poses with her National Elite Championship. After a moment, she places it across her shoulder and begins to make her way down to the ring.)
Rich Russillo: Going back to what you said a moment ago, James, Terry will have to pull out all stops in order to defeat Sienna here tonight. She’s been on an absolute tear since Pain for Pride and she’s not showing any signs of slowing down. Being a champion once again seems to have reignited Sienna’s motivation and passion for this sport, and I gotta say, EAW is a much better place when we have a motivated Sienna Jade on our hands.
Persephone: That’s your shitty REVOLT bias talking, Rich, because what does this bitch bring to the table that the other bitches don’t?
James Peters: :skip: Seriously? She’s Sienna ‘Motherfuckin’’ Jade.
Persephone: So? I’m Persephone Antigone Tsitsipas, the most beautiful woman in the world.
Rich Russillo: Well… I really can’t argue with that even though you won’t give me the time of day and only care about Rex McAllister.
Persephone: Rex is the greatest man to ever be born. His mother should be hailed as a saint.
(Sienna is in the ring now and after showing off her title, she passes it off to the referee and sheds her black leather jacket. With both competitors ready for the match, the referee calls for the bell.)
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
James Peters: And we’re off! Sienna and Terry go for the lock-up but the National Elite Champion dives for the legs and takes Terry to the mat! She immediately goes for a kneebar submission, but Terry kicks her away and quickly makes his way back up! Sienna is up as well but she ducks a clothesline, whirling around, and looking to nail Terry with a spinning heel kick! He avoids the kick and seizes Sienna by the waist! Sienna elbows her way out of the waistlock and rushes towards the ropes! She uses them to springboard herself into the air… ‘RAW SIENNA’!!!!
Rich Russillo: NO! TERRY WITH HIS OWN DROPKICK AND HE KNOCKS SIENNA RIGHT OUT OF THE AIR!
Persephone: Terry looks for a pin, but Sienna rolls towards the ropes! Terry grabs her by the leg and jerks her back towards the center of the ring, but Sienna fends him off and is able to get back up! She charges towards Terry and nails him with a stiff running forearm!
James Peters: Sienna with a series of forearms and she manages to back Terry into the corner! Sienna with shoulder thrusts to the midsection, but Terry grabs her by the hair! He manages to drive his knee into Sienna’s face and reverses their positioning! Terry is really battering Sienna right now! He is clubbing her in the head over and over, forcing her into a sitting position in the corner! Sienna is attempting to cover up her face and head, but Terry is absolutely relentless! We have been seeing a more aggressive side of ‘The Barbaric Carnivore’ this season and with Brand Warfare approaching, no doubt Terry is looking to make a statement here tonight!
Persephone: Yes. Slim Terry has stated on several occasions that he plans to win the EAW World Championship this season. Ugh. It’s so repetitive at this point. Obviously, I think that’s a rather dumb statement when you consider the father of my future children is holding that title, but who am I to crush Terry’s dreams? We’ll let ole Terrbear believe what he wants to believe because when he does get that title shot and ultimately falls at Rex’s feet, he will be even more upset :D!
Rich Russillo: Well that’s a hell of a way of looking at it, but nevertheless, Terry has set a goal for himself this season and I fuck with it. He’s backing up into the opposite corner, and he comes running towards Sienna! She eats a big boot right to the face and now Terry is dragging her out of the corner! He lifts Sienna up and plants her down into the mat with a back suplex! Terry with the cover on the champ!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
James Peters: Kick out by Sienna!
Persephone: Terry Massacre wastes no time grabbing Sienna up! He deadlifts her into a powerbomb position, but Sienna fires back with quick punches to Terry’s head! She manages to wiggle out of his clutches, and hits the mat running! Sienna bounces off the ropes and nails Terry in the chest with a clothesline! He doesn’t go down, so Sienna uses the ropes once again for momentum! She nails Terry with a dropkick to the knees! Terry is on his knees now, and Sienna goes to the ropes a third time! Running knee strike to the face flattens Terry and Sienna goes for her first pinfall of the match!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Rich Russillo: Terry kicks out!
James Peters: Sienna mounts Terry and unloads on him! Those precise punches do their damage, and Terry is finally able to force Sienna off him! She is not deterred and uses her right knee to pummel Terry in the face! She grabs him by the hair, drops to the mat, and slams the back of Terry’s neck right across her knee! Sienna quickly goes to the ropes and starts to climb, and I think I know what she’s got in mind! The National Elite Champion is going for ‘Starstruck’!
Persephone: Sienna flies through the air and she connects with the moonsault! Sienna quickly rolls on top of Terry and hooks his legs!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Rich Russillo: Another kick out from Terry!
James Peters: Sienna has a determined look in her eyes right now and she’s got Terry by the hair! She drags him over to the ropes and drapes his throat across the middle one! Sienna is using the ropes to choke Terry and the referee is having to step in to reprimand her!
Persephone: Sienna just smiles at him and invites him to make the count!
Referee (Off Mic): ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…
Rich Russillo: Sienna stops choking Terry, grips the ropes, and leaps onto Terry’s back! She just drove the rope further into his throat and she just raked her nails down his back! Sienna pulls Terry away from the ropes and she goes for a cover!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Persephone: Terry with another kick out!
James Peters: Sienna Jade is rolling her eyes at the resiliency of the former Interwire Champion. She grabs Terry’s arm and attempts to wrap him up in a Fujiwara armbar! Terry is able to lock his hands, and Sienna can’t break them apart! She will never win a battle of strength and power against Terry. Sienna is forced to give up on the armbar and the frustration from that causes her to hit Terry in the jaw with a forearm! He fights back with a powerful right hand and pulls himself into a sitting position! Sienna sees this and gets to her feet, darting behind Terry and kicking him right in the back! Terry grimaces, and Sienna kicks him again! Terry fights his way to his feet and whirls around… NEARLY TAKING SIENNA’S HEAD OFF WITH A DISCUS CLOTHESLINE!!!
Rich Russillo: Terry pulls Sienna up to her feet! He’s chopping the shit out of her chest right now! Sienna is unable to fend him off and Terry forces her back against the ropes! He unloads another chop to her chest, hits her with an uppercut, and slams his knee into her stomach! He takes Sienna by the hair and drags her away from the ropes… AND TERRY TAKES SIENNA DOWN WITH A BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX!
Persephone: :skip: He’s not going for the cover. Classic stupid Terry.
James Peters: Terry pulls Sienna up once again and he slips behind her! He locks his arms around her waist and he absolutely destroys her with a German suplex! Sienna landed nastily on the back of her head and Terry is bridging up for a pin!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Rich Russillo: Sienna gets the shoulder up! Terry releases her and quickly runs to the ropes! Sienna struggles to get herself in a sitting position, but she eats a running boot from Terry! Terry deadlifts Sienna into the powerbomb position, turns around, and he slams her into the turnbuckles! Sienna slumps to the mat and Terry is putting the boots to her! Things aren’t looking good for Sienna Jade at the moment, and Terry drops a knee down across the rib cage area! Sienna curls into a fetal position, and that prompts Terry to roll out of the ring! He reaches for Sienna’s leg and arm, and he pulls her into the turnbuckle post! Terry is bending Sienna in half right now and the champion is in obvious pain!
Persephone: The referee is telling Terry to let go, but bruh… break that snotty little cunt in half!
James Peters: Terry takes almost the entire count of five before letting go, and Sienna is clutching at her ribs. Terry is back inside the ring and he is dropping more knees.
Rich Russillo: Terry is being extremely aggressive here tonight, which is exactly what he needed to do. Sienna Jade is the type of opponent you can’t give an inch too. We witnessed that at Pain for Pride when she managed to defeat Kassidy Heart after Kassidy suffered a nasty head injury during the match. It was the opening Sienna needed to finally break through at this sport’s biggest event, and she doesn’t want to see her momentum slip away.
Persephone: Well Darcy Farcy didn’t want that to happen to either, but look what happened at Bloodsport. She let this doofus bludgeon her and leave her for dead right in the middle of a barbed wire net.
James Peters: Terry is up and stomping on Sienna right now! He’s going to make sure he continues to soften her up before perhaps going for his renamed finisher, ‘Torture Chamber.’
Persephone: I mean calling it ‘Locked in Chambers’ was fine, but whatever.
Rich Russillo: Terry is helping Sienna up and he looks to whip her into the corner! Sienna puts the brakes on, and attempts to reverse, but Terry drives his knee into her midsection! Sienna is thrown into the corner, but she manages to get her feet up as Terry comes rushing towards her! He staggers back and Sienna quickly climbs to the middle rope and jumps off! She very nearly takes Terry down with a double axe-handle! Terry is able to crack a solid right hand across Sienna’s jaw, and I have no idea how she remained on her feet after that!
James Peters: Sienna attempts to initiate a lock-up with Terry, but the height difference between the two makes that a little awkward! Terry grabs a hold of Sienna and shoves her down to the mat! She is quick to get up and Terry is hit with a running forearm! Terry batters her with a clubbing blow to the skull and he grabs Sienna by the neck! He switches to a side headlock, but Sienna fights back with punches to the stomach! She breaks free and is able to force Terry into the ropes!
Persephone: Does the bitch no good because Terry knocks her down with a shoulder block!
Rich Russillo: Sienna doesn’t stay down! Terry rushes the ropes and Sienna dives back down to the mat! Terry halts his momentum, and turns around right as Sienna flies at him, looking for a clothesline! He easily intercepts her, but Sienna with a beautiful right hand that catches Terry in the temple! Sienna grabs him a wrist lock, leaps on the ropes, and she brings down with a springboard arm drag! Both are back up, and Sienna kicks Terry in the stomach and follows it up with two stiff kicks to both legs! She takes a shot at the knees, grabs Terry, and spikes his skull into the mat with a beautiful DDT!!!!
James Peters: Sienna with the cover!!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Persephone: :yikes: He kicked out. This match continues.
James Peters: Sienna clearly looking a bit short fused when it comes to it as she’s getting back up to her feet as Terry is slowly beginning to recover as well from the stiff DDT that took him down to the mat. Terry grabbing the middle ropes and clutching to it, but Sienna meets him with a stiff knee right to the side of his head sending him slouching back down to the ground! Terry still trying to fight through the pain that is seeping through his body at the moment as that continued persistence is still coming into play right here.
Rich Russillo: That’s a strong suit that anyone should have in a matchup and it’s just more or less coming into play right now! Terry quickly trying to scramble up to his feet but Sienna already has him by the arm and is sending him to the ropes, but Terry manages to grab ahold of the ropes before he rebounds back to her! Sienna not willing to let up as she quickly runs forward to Terry, but Terry sidesteps and grabs her by the head as he throws her out of the ring! Sienna staying on the apron as Terry turns around, Sienna going for a rope-assisted enzuigiri!
James Peters: But Terry manages to grab the legs before impact as he shoves it away sending Sienna tumbling down to the ringside area!
Persephone: Isn’t that just going to make it harder for himself? Oh well I’m sure his trudgy ass can suffice for now.
Rich Russillo: Terry circling around the ring now trying to catch his breath before he makes his way to the outside and turns Sienna around and bringing her up to her feet. Terry with a forearm forcing her backwards! Sienna trying her best to escape from immediate danger but Terry is persisting as he continues to slam multiple forearms right into her face! Sienna sent backwards but she quickly grabs the ropes and rolls into the ring before Terry can grab ahold of her once more.
James Peters: Terry giving Sienna a bit of leeway as he slowly makes his way into the ring, but Sienna comes forward and strikes Terry right in the gut! Terry forced backwards to the ropes but is bouncing off and trying to recover but it seems Sienna is already one step ahead, SIENNA WITH A BEAUTIFUL DROPKICK SENDING TERRY DOWN!
Rich Russillo: Sienna quickly bringing Terry up and pushing him into the corner as immediately she is teeing off with multiple strikes right to his gut and his head in a rapid fast combination! Terry managing to block the majority of them and push away as that’s not stopping Sienna from continuing to push forward and run right up to him! BUT TERRY STOPPING SIENNA WITH A CLEAN BIG BOOT RIGHT TO HER FACE DROPPING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND!
Persephone: There are like a hundred and ten ways Terry could’ve won by now, but he hasn’t! You know what though, it is what it is right?
James Peters: Sienna seems absolutely stunned as she’s trying to get back up to a knee as Terry shifts his attention back to the goal at hand. And Terry sends a boot right to her face! Sienna still managing to keep standing though as she grabs onto the ropes for leverage. Terry seeing that as he quickly grabs her and brings her to the center of the ring, lifting up for a fireman’s carry! But Sienna beginning to slam elbows right at his head trying to free herself from the hold! BUT TERRY NOT HAVING ANY OF THAT AS HE DROPS SIENNA DOWN INTO A SAMOAN DROP!
Rich Russillo: Terry hooking the leg now, could we be seeing the end?!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
James Peters: But it’s Sienna that powers out of this match!
Rich Russillo: Sienna slowly making her way up to a sitting position trying to shake herself off as it’s Terry that’s prematurely running to the ropes as she makes her way up to his feet, TERRY WITH A BIG BOOT! That is ducked under by Sienna! Sienna quickly making her way around as she grabs Terry from behind, AND PLANTS HIM TO THE GROUND WITH A BACK SUPLEX! Terry rolling around in pain but is still trying to use that momentum that he has to slowly get back up to his feet, but Sienna already has him scouted as she begins to climb!
James Peters: STARSTRUCK! Sienna catching Terry right in his tracks and taking him back down to the ground with the moonsault from the top before he’s able to recover! Terry rolling around in pain now as Sienna is back up to her feet, just stalking her prey right now! She’s waiting for Terry to get up to his feet as we see that slowly beginning to happen right now. Terry is beginning to recover as I think we know what’s about to happen here-
Rich Russillo: WHAT THE?! THAT’S SHANE GATES!
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: SHANE GATES IS HERE AS HE’S BEATING THE EVERLIVING SHIT OUT OF SIENNA! ABSOLUTELY STOMPING A MUDHOLE INTO HER OUT OF PURE SPITE FROM WHAT HAPPENED EARLIER IN THE NIGHT! BUT SIENNA JADE HAS JUST WON BY DISQUALIFICATION!
(Shane mounts Sienna into a Lou Thesz press as he begins to slam multiple fist right into his face absolutely lashing out his anger at every moment he gets. He gets back up to his feet as he grabs at his hair for a moment and gives a yell of pure frustration)
Shane Gates (Off-Mic): I DIDN’T LOSE! I WAS ROBBED! I DON’T DESERVE THIS! IT SHOULD’VE BEEN ME FIGHTING FOR THAT WRETCHED TITLE AT TERRITORIAL INVASION! But if it’s not me… I’LL MAKE EVERYONE PAY!
Persephone: Hobo here clearly hasn’t learned his manners. Yikes, the way the standards have fallen here on Voltage right?!
Rich Russillo: SHANE CONTINUING TO STOMP DOWN ON SIENNA AS I DON’T THINK HE HAS ANY SENSE OF STOPPING AT THE MOMENT-
James Peters: TERRY! TERRY CHAMBERS IS BACK IN THE MIX! T-5! T-5 DROPS SHANE DOWN TO THE MAT AND TAKES HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! HE’S NOT HAVING ANY OF THIS! SHANE GATES HAS JUST COST HIM THIS MATCH!
(Terry Chambers drops down from the ring and rolls out as he looks around the ringside area. He shakes his head clearly disapproving of what happened, tired and sick of being costed match after match. He scrunches his face up before making his leave leaving both Sienna Jade and Shane Gates laid out in the ring as the camera fades out and Voltage cuts to commercial break)
(Crip-A-Cola Zero ad featuring Serena Bennett and TLA. Get your zero sugar Crip-A-Cola now!)
(Backstage…)
(After a hard-fought match with Ahren Fournier and a stolen win from the Team Captain of the Voltage Brand Warfare unit, the paint on Kasey Kaos face has ran some, leaning against the wall in a dark, isolated part of the Performance Center. Kasey remembers what happened last week at the hands of Ms. Extreme and after earlier, she is not in the best of moods. Looking into the camera she tilts her head….)
Kasey: We must admit that we didn’t think you had it in you to stir the pot even further into the abyss, Ms. Extreme, not only guaranteeing your utter demise but destruction at our hands. We can say that we are both annoyed and fascinated at the same time if it makes any sense, yes? We will be stepping into the ring at Territorial Invasion, so quick to pull the trigger, press the doomsday button, forget about anything other than face us? This is easy to fathom, for we are growing more and more powerful, and you Ms. Extreme have made a very bad miscalculation and grave mistake challenging us at the FPV last week after you attacked us after our match with Drake King. Can we be frank and honest with you? Good, see “Red Queen”, you cannot hurt us, we know about red, we know about queens, so heavy is the head who wears the crown, most importantly in our hands when we sever it. We know you’re not the same Red Queen that bedazzled the Voltage Brand in Season 13, winning the Interwire Championship and becoming a staple, the same woman that came within an eyelash of defeating Charlie Marr at Wicked Games last year. This Ms. Extreme we see and witness is a pathetic, muted version of herself who desperately wants to be a world champion, but instead is nothing more than a bitter, angry cunt who can’t get over the fact she was outshined, outworked, and outclassed back at Pain for Pride.
(Kasey starts to laugh a little, her eyes focused and glaring into the camera in a very menacing and creepy way.)
Kasey: We love feasting on the bitter; the ones who reek of entitlement and believe they are owed everything. You are owed nothing, Ms. Extreme, except your comeuppance, and we can’t wait to be the ones who hand you your own head on a silver platter. Keep your head on a swivel, Ms. Extreme. We’re breathing down your neck. We are coming for your blood. We are looking to destroy you and elevate ourselves to the next level and into the championship scene. We have already stated that we have unfinished business with the Specialists Championship, and we also have other goals in mind. You are our steppingstone and it’s going to be satisfying watching you fall even deeper into your hole. We will bury you, precious one. Keep your head on a swivel, Ms. Extreme. We’re breathing down your neck.
(The dangerous Kaos starts to cackle, her voice echoes through the dark hallway before the sounds of rattling chains, clanking can be heard. Kasey’s attention is drawn off camera where Azrael seen. He has been rechained and leashed, and his brother, Mr. Jacob is leading him down the hall. Kasey’s eyes light up like a kid on Christmas and she makes her way over to Azrael. The two of them stare at one another, almost in a trance.)
Kasey: How enticing…..
(Finally, it is Kasey who reaches to touch Azrael, but Mr. Jacobs quickly intercepts, standing in front of his brother, Azrael.)
Mr. Jacobs: I don’t think you want to do that. I suggest you back up, now.
(Kasey laughs and her eyes close, and all of a sudden, she produces a fire ball that takes out Mr. Jacobs who rolls on the floor holding his face, yelping. Azrael screams like a wounded animal and lunges for Kasey, gripping her by the throat and forcing her against the wall. Kasey stands fearless and also excited.)
Azrael: WHAT HAVE YOU DONE! I WILL MAKE YOU SUFFER EVERY SO SLOWLY! I’LL RIP OUT YOUR EYES! THEN BITE OFF YOUR TONGUE AND BATHE IN THE ENTRAILS I RIP FROM YOUR CORPSE FOR WHAT YOU DID TO MY BROTHER! DON’T YOU EVER-
(Kasey quickly cuts him off.)
Kasey: What!? Hmmmm…. Do that again? All those things you just said to us, tell me you’re not lying, promise me…. PLEASE! Pretty Please, let us feel what you say, don’t lie to us, that’s just rude.
(A bit surprised by her response, Azrael tilts his head, bring her closer to his face, glaring into her black eyes…)
Azrael: Really? Fine, then meet me in the ring next week and I will give you what you’re asking and so much more.
(Kasey starts to laugh, that is when security rushes in, they look terrified at these two, one tries to help Mr. Jacobs but Azrael quickly drops Kasey and forces his attention on them, who quickly back away. Kasey goes to jump Azrael but Security is able to grab her, they start to drag her out as she kicks and screams…)
Kasey: LET US GO!!!! I SAID LET US GO!!!!!
(Azrael though is not allowing them to get close to him, the medical staff rushes in, but they are quickly chased back when security and the medical team try to grab Azrael. Kasey is seeing all of this while kicking and screaming, with a smile on her face as security tasers Azrael but he doesn’t fall, charging in when the medical staff bring him down and tranquilize the monster while in the background, Kasey Kaos is screaming and laughing. Fade back to the Performance Center.)
(Inside the Performance Center ring, Bella Braxton stands prepared to announce for the upcoming match!)
Bella Braxton: The following match is a singles contest scheduled for-
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
(“Ambitionz az a Ridah” by Tupac sounds off into the building and the crowd immediately comes alive for TLA! TLA comes riding out in his low rider, Poon Palace fliers in hand as he steps out and sends them over the plexiglass and into the crowd!)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first, from Miami, Florida, weighing in 210 pounds… TLA!!!
Persephone: Is he allowed to do that?
James Peters: I actually don’t know! But what I do know is that by getting TLA to help represent Voltage in the Brand Warfare Match, we’ve got an even greater chance of winning than we already did! A competitor like him is without a doubt a great addition!
Rich Russillo: Absolutely! TLA is often underestimated, but he’s proven time and time again that he can be more than capable of getting the job done!
(TLA enters the ring with a few fliers still left, and offers one to Bella, who politely declines before noticeably taking a few steps away from TLA. “Gangsta” by New Years Day takes over and Ms. Extreme appears before the EAW fans on the stage before starting down the ring!)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent, weighing in at 135 pounds, from Calabasas, California… MS. EXTREME!!!
Rich Russillo: Just last week, Ms. Extreme was brawling backstage with Kasey Kaos before meeting her in the ring after Kasey’s match with Drake, and putting her down before announcing that she and her will have a match at Territorial Invasion!
James Peters: And it’s a match that I’m sure the EAW Universe will be dying to see, as two personalities like that colliding are bound to bring something great!
(Ms. Extreme eventually comes to enter the ring, standing across from TLA who seems to hesitate and think twice on giving Ms. Extreme one of the fliers before simply setting them outside the ring before things get started.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme and TLA take a moment to start things off by circling the ring before they go to lock up to begin the match! But TLA leaps into the air just as Ms. Extreme lunges at him and lands a dropkick to send her to the mat! Ms. Extreme now rushing to her feet just to be struck down with a clothesline and TLA quickly takes hold of her and gets her to her feet, sending her into the corner with an irish whip! TLA charges in after her but collides with the turnbuckles as she sidesteps him, and Ms. Extreme sends him out toward the middle of the ring with a german suplex!
James Peters: Ms. Extreme immediately comes running at him once he starts to make the move to get back up and she takes him into a headlock, and keeps running to the ropes for a springboard bulldog- NO! TLA LIFTS HER OVER THE TOP ROPE AND PUSHES HER ALL THE WAY OVER TO THE OUTSIDE! MS. EXTREME HITS THE GROUND WITH A SICK THUD! BUT SHE’S ALREADY TRYING TO PUSH HERSELF UP AND SHE GOES TO THE SKIRT OF THE RING APRON FOR HELP-
Rich Russillo: BUT HERE COMES TLA, WHO DROPS DOWN FROM OVERHEAD AS HE COMES OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT!!! TLA TAKES MS. EXTREME RIGHT BACK DOWN AND THE CROWD IS FULLY BEHIND TLA!!! TLA NOW GETTING HER UP AND INTO THE RING, WHERE HE GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTWWWOOO!!!
James Peters: But Ms. Extreme won’t be going down that easily, and TLA surely knows that! He goes to bring her up soon after and looks to try to lift her up from behind with intentions for a suplex, but Ms. Extreme begins to throw multiple back elbow shots to block whatever he’s got in mind! Ms. Extreme is lifted off her feet once again, but another back elbow that catches TLA perfectly in the face causes her to come back down and Ms. Extreme strikes with a back kick to double him over!
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme takes off into the ropes while she’s got him stunned and comes rebounding off the ropes into a jumping calf kick from TLA! The two of them rush up to get back on the offensive, but it’s TLA who lands a jab! Ms. Extreme is stopped in her tracks as TLA lands another, and another, before connecting with a quick spinning backfist! TLA kicking at one of her knees to bring her to kneel and he backs up before going for a superkick! But it’s missed as Ms. Extreme ducks under it and pulls him down into a roll-up!!!
OOONNNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWWOOO-
James Peters: And TLA turns over just in time and he’s pushed himself onto his knees, but Ms. Extreme has already gotten up to a vertical base and she lands a spinning side kick that nearly takes his head off! TLA goes down but not for long as the former Interwire Champion gets her hands on him and takes him down with a snap suplex! Ms. Extreme rolling backward to end up on top of TLA and she starts to hammer down with right hands directed straight for his face! Ms. Extreme has been all about reminding people why she’s one of the best that Voltage has, and TLA’s being reintroduced to that here right now!
Persephone: But neither of them are Rex, so there’s hardly any truth to that statement!
Rich Russillo: They may not be in his position, but that’s not necessary here when we’ve got two people who are always more than ready to give it their all no matter the circumstances! And after they met in War Games last year, I’m excited to see where this one goes! Ms. Extreme finally comes off TLA after going well out her way to try to bruise his face and launches him across the ring with an exploder suplex! TLA goes rolling to the ropes and starts pulling himself up just in time to block an oncoming attack, lifting Ms. Extreme up and out the ring!
James Peters: But Ms. Extreme is able to scout it this time as she successfully lands on the apron! TLA shoots through the top and middle ropes trying to hit a shoulder thrust to knock her down Ms. Extreme steps out the way, striking with a kick that leaves TLA hanging over the middle rope! The Red Queen now mercilessly and recklessly dragging TLA out the ring to the apron, and before he can even try to get up, she’s raining down punches right to the top of his head!
Rich Russillo: But the former World Heavyweight Champion isn’t just gonna take that! He’s fighting back by throwing punches right at Camille’s stomach, not wanting to let her get complete control of the precarious situation! TLA manages to make it to his feet but Ms. Extreme sure as hell isn’t making it easy! TLA throwing out a kick this time but she catches his leg just in time and shoves him backward into the ring post! Ms. Extreme lands a stomp at his gut to keep him stanned and now she grabs him to pull him in close!
James Peters: MS. EXTREME TAKES TLA AS WELL AS HERSELF OFF THE APRON WITH A FISHERMAN SUPLEX!! BOTH ELITISTS CRASH TO THE FLOOR WITH NOTHING PROTECTING EITHER OF THEM ON THAT FALL!!!
Persephone: They’re gonna end up taking each other out before this is even over :blessed:!!!!
Rich Russillo: Neither of them has moved to get up yet but that’s the result of what Ms. Extreme was willing to do, even if it meant taking a fall herself! The referee starts a count now as they’re both still down!!
Referee (off mic): OOOONNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!
TTTTHHHHRRRREEEE!!!
FFFFFFOOOOOUUUURRRR!!!
FFFFFFIIIIIIIIIIVVVVVEEEEEE!!!!!
James Peters: But there’s Ms. Extreme pulling herself up with the help of the nearby steps and she turns to find TLA still grounded before going over and taking him- SLAMMING HIS HEAD RIGHT OFF THE RING POST!!! MS. EXTREME IGNORES THE REFEREE’S DEMANDS FOR HER TO BRING THE ACTION INTO THE RING AS SHE PROCEEDS TO SEND HIM RIGHT INTO THE BARRICADE!!! BUT SHE’S NOT DONE AS MS. EXTREME AIMS TO SEND HIM RIGHT INTO THE STEPS!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT TLA BREAKS THE HOLD ON HIS ARM AND FIRES OFF WITH AN UNEXPECTED PUNCH!! MS. EXTREME LOOKS CAUGHT OFF GUARD AS TLA GETS A HANDFUL OF HAIR AND SLAMS HER FACE OFF THE RING APRON! HE RAISES HER UP DOING IT AGAIN BUT MS. EXTREME FIGHTS HIM OFF WITH ELBOWS TO THE MIDSECTION!!!
James Peters: TLA LUNGES FORWARD LOOKING FOR A CLOTHESLINE OUT HERE AT RINGSIDE BUT SHE DUCKS UNDER IT AND SHE LEAPS FORWARD, LANDING A DROPKICK THAT SENDS TLA FLYING INTO THE STEPS!!! TLA CLUTCHES AT HIS SHOULDER BUT MS. EXTREME TAKES NO TIME TO GIVE HIM ROOM TO BREATHE AS SHE FOLLOWS UP WITH A RUNNING KNEE STRIKE AT THAT SAME SHOULDER!!
Persephone: I thought she’d be smart enough to take the count out, but she rolls him into the ring and decides that she wants to force us to call this match some more. Ms. Extreme climbs the turnbuckles from the apron to go up top and that leader of that sex ring gets to his feet, turning around to find Ms. Extreme leaping off the turnbuckle and she hits a meteora that takes him down, and she stays on for the cover so that maybe this one is over!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWWOOOOO!!!
TTTTHHHHH-
Persephone: Can these people do anything right?! Doesn’t he know he wasn’t supposed to kick out?!
James Peters: TLA has plenty of reasons to want to keep this match going, and last week is one of them! Being a part of Team Voltage in the Brand Warfare Match, he’s got every reason to want to prove that he’ll be a reliable teammate and doing that against someone like Ms. Extreme can surely help that case! But he’s got to find a way to get Ms. Extreme off him first as she stomps down on his shoulder that was rammed into the steps!
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme is absolutely going to target that shoulder, hoping to take away a good portion of TLA’s offense on this match! She comes down after another stomp with a knee drop and forces that shoulder to take all of that, causing TLA to shout out in pain! Now she drags him up into a seated position and comes down with an elbow right over the joint before taking him into a kneeling dragon sleeper hold! Ms. Extreme keeps her knee pressed into his back while pulling further back on the submission!
James Peters: But TLA won’t be the one to quit! TLA has more than enough life left in him to start trying to get out of this like he is now, and Ms. Extreme tries staying in control with a few shots to the sternum! But TLA won’t be stopped! He raises up and turns out of it, fighting Camille off of him and she shoves her into the ropes! Ms. Extreme comes bounding off of them right into a punch from TLA-
Rich Russillo: BUT MS. EXTREME JUMPS INTO THE AIR AND CATCHES HIS ARM, TAKING HIM DOWN INTO A CROSS ARMBREAKER- NO!! SHE TURNS OVER AND SHE GETS HIM TRAPPED IN THE RED HANDED!!! MS. EXTREME GETS THAT FUJIWARA ARMBAR LOCKED IN AND SHE STARTS PULLING BACK ON HIS ARM WHILE CALLING FOR HIM TO TAP OUT!!!
James Peters: THE REFEREE IS ASKING TLA IF HE WANTS TO QUIT BUT HE’S SHAKING HIS HEAD AND SHOUTING NO!! TLA IS ACTUALLY GOING TO TRY TO FIND ANOTHER WAY OUT OF THIS, AND THAT’S JUST THE KIND OF FIGHTING SPIRIT THAT TEAM VOLTAGE NEEDS! BUT AT THE SAME TIME, HOW DAMAGING COULD FIGHTING THROUGH THIS BE?!
Rich Russillo: TLA TRIES TO REACH OUT FOR THE ROPES, HE’S SURE HE CAN MAKE IT THERE!! TLA SHIFTS HIMSELF WHILE THE TLA AND MS. EXTREME FANS IN THE CROWD ARE EITHER HOPING HE CAN MAKE IT OR HOPING MS. EXTREME IS ABLE TO WIN VIA SUBMISSION, AND TLA IS CERTAINLY GOING TO HAVE TO WORK TO GET A HAND ON THOSE ROPES!!! HE’S REACHING OUT-
Persephone: But he shifts over one more time and he gets his leg on the bottom rope! I’m literally and honestly just so disappointed right now; he was supposed to tap out so it could be over with! What kind of shit is this?!
James Peters: Ms. Extreme keeps her submission held onto just a few seconds before the referee has to start making a count, and seemingly frustrated, she finally lets go! She ignores the ring official’s admonishing for not letting go right away and waves him off, not even wanting to hear it! She grabs a hold of TLA’s arm and tries to bring him away from the ropes, but TLA has his other arm hooked over the top rope! She’s pulling with all her might but TLA refuses to budge, until Camille finds herself getting pulled in and she takes an elbow to the face!
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme is forced to let go and TLA drives her away with a kick, but Ms. Extreme stays on her feet as she refuses to be deterred! She goes right back after him- WALKING RIGHT INTO A SPINNING HEEL KICK!! CAMILLE TAKES THAT KICK RIGHT TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD AND SHE TUMBLING OVER TOWARD THE ROPES, USING THEM TO TRY TO GET UP AND TURNS AROUND RIGHT INTO A LEAPING HEADSCISSORS AND MS. EXTREME GOES FLYING ACROSS THE RING OFF A HURRICANRANA!!
James Peters: TLA CALLS FOR HER TO GET UP AND HE NEARLY DECAPITATES HER WITH A CLOTHESLINE, FOLLOWED BY ANOTHER AND HE FINALLY MANAGES TO KEEP HER FLOORED AS HE HITS A SPINNING LARIAT TO FINISH THE SERIES OF STRIKES!!!
Persephone: Now, if only TLA could be bothered enough to finish this match :noah:
James Peters: TLA KNOWS HE HAS TO STAY IN CONTROL NOW THAT HE’S GOT THIS MOMENTUM AND HE DOES JUST THAT BY TAKING MS. EXTREME TO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! TLA GOES FOR A BACK SUPLEX AND MS. EXTREME GOES UP AND OVER, LANDING ON HER FEET BEHIND AND SHE WHIRLS THE MULTI-TIME CHAMPION AROUND BY HIS SHOULDER-
Rich Russillo: SUPERKICK!!! MS. EXTREME GOES TURNING AWAY WITH THE FORCE OF THAT KICK UNTIL SHE COLLAPSES OVER THE MIDDLE ROPE!! TLA COMES RUNNING FROM BEHIND AND KNOCKS HER BACK INTO THE RING WITH A TIGER FEINT KICK!!! THE 305 CONNECTS AND CAMILLE IS LAID OUT ON THE MAT, WHICH TLA GOES TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF AS HE STAYS OUT ON THE APRON TO HEAD UP ONTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!!! AND FROM THERE HE COMES FLYING OFF WITH THE 420!!! THAT SHOOTING STAR PRESS FROM TLA BRINGS HIM CRASHING DOWN ON MS. EXTREME AND HE HOOKS BOTH LEGS FOR THE COVER!!!!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEE!!!!!
James Peters: MS. EXTREME KICKS OUT!!!!
Persephone: They’re insisting on having this match still just to spite me, I’m convinced!
James Peters: But the EAW Universe in the crowd is loving watching these two fight with everything they’ve got left! And TLA’s wondering just how much Ms. Extreme has left judging from the look on his face, but he’s determined to put her down once and for all! TLA stomps down on Ms. Extreme’s stomach as he walks across her to get to the corner and climb the turnbuckles again, and he goes all the way up top where he points down at Ms. Extreme! And TLA JUMPS OFF TAKING FLIGHT!! TLA GOING FOR THE BURNOUT-
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME ROLLS OUT THE WAY AND TLA SOMEHOW MANAGES TO SAFELY ROLL THROUGH HIS MOMENTUM ONCE HE HITS THE MAT!! MS. EXTREME COMES CHARGING OUT THE CORNER TO MEET TLA AT THE MIDDLE OF THE RING AND MS. EXTREME IS HOLDING NOTHING BACK AS SHE’S THROWING PUNCH AFTER PUNCH AT TLA!!!
James Peters: BUT TLA’S FIRING RIGHT BACK WITH NEITHER OF THEM LETTING UP!! MS. EXTREME SUCCESSFULLY SURPRISES HIM BY RAISING HER KNEE AT TLA’S STOMACH AND REELS BACK TO THROW A PUNCH, BUT TLA STRIKES HER SHOT DOWN AND LANDS A HEADBUTT, STUNNING MS. EXTREME! CARTEL KICK!! MS. EXTREME GOES DOWN AND TLA GOES JUMPING OFF THE MIDDLE ROPE FOR A SPRINGBOARD SPLASH!!
Rich Russillo: RIGHT INTO MS. EXTREME’S KNEES!! BUT MS. EXTREME HOLDS ONTO HIM WHILE HE’S STILL ON HER AND SHE TURNS HIM OVER INTO A SMALL PACKAGE PIN!!!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEE!!!!
Rich Russillo: TLA GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!!! Ms. Extreme sits up running her fingers through her hair, looking from TLA and to the socially distanced crowd before she starts nodding her head, understanding that TLA’s surely going to keep bringing more to the table! Ms. Extreme gets TLA to his feet and she sends him into the corner where she goes to follow up with a corner clothesline and then throws him out with a northern lights suplex! She climbs the turnbuckles, going to get herself perched at the very top but TLA already being on the move causes her to stop!
James Peters: Ms. Extreme noticeably has to rethink her game plan now as TLA refuses to stay down for long and he starts toward the corner looking to stop whatever she’s got in mind! Ms. Extreme throws down a multitude of punches but TLA seems to plan to fight right through them as he gets to the middle turnbuckle and the upper hand as well- LOOKING TO LIFT MS. EXTREME FOR A SUPERPLEX!
Rich Russillo: BUT MS. EXTREME ISN’T BUDGING AND HOLDS HER GROUND!! TLA AIMS TO TRY TO GET HER OFF AGAIN BUT HE’S BLOCKED AGAIN!! MS. EXTREME NOW PULLING HERSELF OUT OF HIS GRASP AND WITH A HEADBUTT SHE SENDS HIM OFF THE TURNBUCKLES, BUT TLA STAYS ON HIS FEET! Ms. Extreme goes to stand on the top turnbuckle- DIVING CROSSBODY FROM MS. EXTREME!!!
James Peters: BUT TLA ROLLS THROUGH AND HE TRIES TO KEEP HOLD OF MS. EXTREME AS HE TRIES TO LIFT HER UP WITH HIM AS HE TRIES TO GET TO HIS FEET, BUT SHE SLIPS AWAY AS SHE PUNCHES AT THE PREVIOUSLY TARGETED SHOULDER!! Ms. Extreme grabs that arm but TLA chops her hand away and shoves her into the ropes!
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme comes running back and tilt-a-whirls her way into a headscissor and comes down from it with a hold on TLA’s arm!!! MS. EXTREME STEPS OVER HIS ARM LOOKING FOR THE RED HANDED!!! SHE TRIES TO TAKE HIM TO THE MAT, THE TWO OF THEM GOING AROUND IN CIRCLES AS TLA TRIES TO KEEP FROM GOING DOWN!
Persephone: And TLA quickly counters with a roll-up trying to do me a favor by getting this over with but he can’t keep her down! Ms. Extreme gets out but takes a knee strike to the face! TLA grabs her and hauls her up for a suplex, but Ms. Extreme comes down behind him and gets her arm around TLA’s head-
James Peters: TWIST OF FATE!!! MS. EXTREME TAKES TLA DOWN WITH A SPINNING NECKBREAKER!!! MS. EXTREME GETS TO HER FEET AND HEADS FOR THE CORNER, CLIMBING THE TURNBUCKLES ONCE AGAIN-
Rich Russillo: KASEY KAOS JUMPS UP ONTO THE APRON!!! Kasey throws the leftover Poon Palace fliers into the rig that TLA left at ringside on the floor, causing the referee to become distracted as he goes to try to quickly collect them to get them out now that they’re flying and scattered around the ring, and Kasey shoves Ms. Extreme off the top turnbuckle! But Ms. Extreme manages to land on her feet and she immediately rushes Kasey, going to swing right at her but Kasey hops down from the apron just in time!
James Peters: The referee now tosses the fliers out and turns his attention back to Kasey and Ms. Extreme, calling for Kasey to leave from ringside while Ms. Extreme is begging for her to actually get into the ring- BUT THERE’S TLA FROM BEHIND WITH THE ROLL-UP ON MS. EXTREME!! SHE NEVER SAW IT COMING!!!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHRRRRREEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Ambitionz az a Ridah” by Tupac plays into the Performance Center and TLA gets his hand raised by the referee with seemingly no idea as to how Kasey Kaos just assisted him!)
Bella Braxton: AND HERE IS YOUR WINNER…. TLA!!!!!!!
James Peters: Kasey Kaos just cost Ms. Extreme the match, and the look on Ms. Extreme’s face says it all; she was just robbed of a win!
Rich Russillo: There’s nothing anyone can do about it now, but things between the two of them continue to escalate and this is no doubt going to bother Ms. Extreme, as Kasey’s played a part in her downfall here tonight!
Persephone: You know who’s not bothered?! Me! If anything, we should be thanking her for ending this!
James Peters: I don’t think that crossed anyone’s mind. Her presence interfered with a match between two great competitors, and neither one of them was ready to back down throughout the match-up! But nonetheless, TLA showed that he’s more than ready to hold his own and bring his best at any given time, it’s just a shame that it had to go down like this!
(Kasey Kaos walks backward up the ring, a pleased smirk on her face while Ms. Extreme yells at her through the ropes that things between them are far from over. Meanwhile, TLA is up on the turnbuckles celebrating with the EAW Universe as his music continues to play before the scene fades out.)
(Commercial for a documentary featuring various Elitists such as Andre Walker and Jake Smith where they talk about what it’s like helping put over such a young talent in Lethal Consequences.)
(As Voltage fades back to the performance center, ‘Champion’ by Barnes Courtney hits, and Rex McAllister soon after begins walking out to the stage as the socially distanced crowd begins to cheer. Rex looks visibly frustrated after what happened in his match last week, and with his EAW Championship around his waist and a microphone in hand he immediately makes his way to the ring, before beginning to speak.)
Rex McAllister: Last week SOSA Henderson challenged me for my EAW Championship prior to my non-title match with him. He said if he was able to defeat me last week, he wanted a match at Territorial Invasion for the title, and I accepted his challenge. I accepted that challenge because I believed he would put his best foot forward and give me a real fight, but instead SOSA took the coward’s way out. I knew SOSA wasn’t going to be able to defeat me, but instead of giving that match his all and fighting until the end he had to go and steal that match in the dumbest way possible, and because of that SOSA has an opportunity he didn’t earn. I’ve heard the comments coming from the rest of the roster. I’ve heard numerous people pointing out how ridiculous it is that SOSA Henderson is getting a shot at the EAW Championship when there’s far more deserving roster members, and I can’t help but agree. SOSA you don’t deserve to face me for this Championship, but lucky for you I’m a man of my word, and because of that I am going to give you the opportunity I promised you. At Territorial Invasion, it will be Rex McAllister versus SOSA Henderson for the EAW Championship. However, I hope you realize that I’m not going to let you get away with what you pulled last week.
(As soon as Rex stops speaking, ‘Faneto’ by Chief Keef hits and the socially distanced crowd immediately begins booing. Rex looks over at the stage, and after a few moments SOSA Henderson slowly begins walking out to the stage. He has a grin on his face, clearly oozing arrogance as he begins walking down the ramp, ignoring all the booing and looking right at Rex’s Championship. SOSA walks over to the time keepers area and is handed a microphone, and after finally entering the ring SOSA begins to speak as Rex looks on unamused.)
SOSA Henderson: Rex you’re better off saving the salt for someone else ‘cause I’m not interested. I don’t care what you think, I know I earned the match ‘cause I did what a lot of Elitists have failed to do in the past, and that’s outsmart someone that’s been pegged as one of the most intelligent Elitists to ever grace the company. I may not have pinned you in the middle of the ring like you wanted, but I definitely did get the better of you last week just like I said I would. I found a way to defeat you, and the rest of the roster could talk their shit for all I care. I got something they want, and that’s why they’re complaining. I challenged you and I lived up to everything I said. I stepped up when nobody else would and everyone else is just jealous. Jealousy’s an ugly thing, but I’m used to all that shit already, because people seem to have a lot to say once I start getting momentum on my side. For some reason people don’t want to see me succeed here, and that’s the fuel I use to motivate myself. That’s why I’m going to continue to fight no matter what happens, and that’s why you really need to understand that your Championship reign is in trouble. I’m not the type you want to overlook, and I showed you that last week. You need to start taking me seriously, or else we’re about to see a new EAW Championship in a few weeks.
Rex McAllister: Trust me, I do take you seriously. I have to take you seriously, because now I know that you’ll stoop to the lowest possible level if it means capturing Championship gold, and I don’t respect that at all. You’re not Championship material, and you’re not going to be the reason my EAW Championship reign ends. Especially after what you did last week, I’m going to keep a close eye on you. I’m going to make sure this Championship doesn’t leave my hands, and more importantly isn’t taken by you. You are a fraud SOSA, and as long as I’m on top you won’t be holding this Championship.
SOSA Henderson: If I’m not Championship material then what is Championship material to you, huh? So what if I don’t always do everything all fair and square or whatever, I still get the job done don’t I? That’s what I don’t get with y’all. The opportunity was there and you expected me not to take it, for what, to be morally correct? This is why you need me Rex. Everybody knows how boring you usually are, you need someone like me to bring the fire out of you, and more importantly this place needs me so we’ll actually have an entertaining EAW Champion, because Rex you’re definitely not cutting it. I don’t know what you mean by not Championship material, but I’d be a way better Champion than you’ve ever been.
Rex McAllister: You’re not Championship material because you don’t take this job seriously, and that’s why the roster believes you don’t deserve this. It’s a waste of time. You’ll never make it to the level I’m at because you can’t handle it up here. You can’t handle the responsibilities of being a World Champion. I made it to Pain for Pride and I made it out of Pain for Pride with this title through lots and lots of hard work, something you’d never be able to understand. I find it pathetic that you only find yourself motivated by certain opponents and situations, but I will make sure to kill whatever motivation you have left come Territorial Invasion.
(The two men just stare at each other face to face as the socially distanced crowd begins to cheer. After a few moments, Rex begins exiting the ring, but as soon as he begins to step through the ropes SOSA stops him.)
James Peters: SUPERKICK!!!
Rich Russillo: NO, REX CAUGHT SOSA’S FOOT! REX SAW THE SUPERKICK COMING, AND NOW HE JUST KICKED SOSA IN THE STOMACH! REX EFFECT!!!
James Peters: REX JUST DROPPED SOSA WITH THE REX EFFECT! SOSA tried to take advantage of Rex exiting the ring and get the upper hand once again, but clearly that backfired!
Persephone: THAT’S MY REXY !!!! What a king :wow: !!!! I can’t believe SOSA thought he could get the upper hand two weeks in a row, what a moron. He got lucky last week and that’s the last time it’ll happen. SOSA must have a death wish pulling what he did last week, because he’s not going to beat Rexy at Territorial Invasion.
James Peters: Well we’re gonna have to see about that one, but if what happened just now happens at Territorial Invasion, Rex might just retain his title. Not to mention, disqualifications don’t cause title changes so SOSA can’t do the same thing he did last week. Does SOSA really know what he just signed up for?
(‘Champion’ begins playing once again, and the socially distanced crowd begins cheering as Rex took out SOSA Henderson. Rex takes his Championship off from around his waist, and he holds it up above the fallen SOSA Henderson. Rex continues standing over Rex while the crowd cheers, as Voltage fades out to a commercial break.)
(Commercial for Terry Chambers and his new “Stop it: it Hurts” TV series, where he talks about the struggles of being made fun of for his weight in every commercial.)
(The camera pans down on the limited socially distanced audience in attendance at the Performance Center, who are all applauding the fact that it’s main event time. Then we show Bella Braxton in the ring, ready to bring us the Main Event Tag Team Matchup.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!…
Crowd: ONE FALL!!! WOOOOO!!
(“Player Haters’ Ball by Palisades” blares through the speakers, and the crowd begins booing loudly, showing what they think of this group. Jesse Barlow walks onto the stage flanked by Korey Gaines and Hannah Marin, with a cocky grin on his face. The trio begins making their way down to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… weighing in at a combined weight of THREE HUNDRED EIGHTY POUNDS, THE AERIAL BASTARD, KOREY GAINES AND THE VIRTUOUS….. JESSE BARLOW!!!!! TOGETHER THEY ARE PARENTAL ADVISORY!!!!!
James Peters: Well, isn’t that appropriate. That says it all right there! Parental Advisory.
Rich Russillo: What!!?? They are here to clean things up, not only on Voltage but in all of EAW! They are still in pursuit of clearing this place of the scourges that plague this place, and rid it of explicit content!
James Peters: They’re another group trying to take over, that’s what they are. They recruited from within this brand and were able to convince Korey Gaines, a talent with unlimited untapped potential to join them in their goal of molding this place in their vision, by force if necessary.
Rich Russillo: Yeah, but it’s like Jesse tried to explain this week. There is no more good people in this world that are genuinely looking to turn their lives around just to appease someone else’s vision, and he’s learned it first hand and now he’s showing what they can be in this vision Jesse has.
(Parental Advisory makes their way into the ring as the crowd showers them with boos, and they are already huddling up and talking strategy. They realize what a huge opportunity this is to forward their message, and the only thing on their minds are win by any means necessary.)
(“Scenario” by Pop Smoke begins to play across the PA system. The crowd greets Malcolm Jones with a mixed reaction as he walks onto the stage. Malcolm sports his normal ring attire. Once he makes his way to the end of the ramp he takes a moment to eye Parental Advisory as they stand in the ring staring back, anticipating Malcolm possibly making his way into the ring. They would be ready if he did. Then Malcolm makes his way to ringside off to the left.
(“Spotlight Savior” by Iggy Azalea begins to play. Darcy May Morgan walks onto the stage carrying her Cash in the Vault briefcase. Darcy begins making her way down the ramp of the Performance Center with almost an arrogance about her, obviously knowing she’s where she feels she always belongs, in the main event.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first…She hails from Kent, United Kingdom…She comes in weighing in at ONE HUNDRED THIRTY POUNDS…She is MS. CASH IN THE VAULT…THE LEADING LADY…. DARCY MAY MORGAN!!!!!
Persephone: Eh, she’s not so bad! The opportunity she has coming up will undoubtedly be the biggest of her career, but she’s still got a ways to go before she could ever be mentioned among the greats, like REXY SEXUALICIOUS!!! She thinks she’s hot stuff with that briefcase, but she ain’t got nothing on Sexy Rexy, and she won’t be the one that takes his EAW World Championship. Nobody will!
James Peters: Just last week on this program Drake King, who is partnered with this young lady tonight, along with that man at ringside for this matchup both had Darcy May Morgan in mind when choosing the third member of their War Games team for Territorial Invasion, and you have to think what a great opportunity this truly is for someone like Darcy who’s only been in this company a little over a year, Rich!
Rich Russillo: Yes, yes. We know what a big deal the War Games match can be, and what it’s done for the careers of those who have participated in it. Especially going back to last season, I’ll admit I really though Veena Adams had assembled the perfect team that was fit to fail when she ordered the team of Ms. Extreme, Andrea Valentine, and Raven Roberts into the War Games cage. They fought for their careers, and now look at where each one of those women have gone since then. So yes, I won’t take away what the credibility of such a match can do for the career of Darcy either, but now is the time for her to show she’s deserving of such an opportunity. All she has to do is be a cohesive unit with a man she has history with, no big thing! Can she do it? We’ll have to wait to find out.
(‘This is Your Life’ by The Dust Brothers & Tyler Durden plays through the Performance Center, and the crowd in attendance give Drake King who appears on the stage a mixed reaction. Drake extends his arms out in a crucifix pose as he closes his eyes, something Jesse Barlow noticeably doesn’t approve of and gives a scoff at the gesture.)
Bella Braxton: And her partner…He resides from the Dead Sea… WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDRED TWENTY FIVE POUNDS… HE IS ‘THE LAST MESSIAH’… HE IS DRAKE KING!!!!!
James Peters: And the self-proclaimed last Messiah has arrived, Rich.
Rich Russillo: I’m not completely buying in, but I do like what I’ve seen so far. Drake King came out last week and made his intentions clear when it comes to what he is all about, and then called out Malcolm Jones the teams captain for War Games, and they came to the same conclusion in choosing Darcy May Morgan to team with them for War Games, but soon it will be time to put words into action. I like the team of Parental Advisory tonight, but I’ll be watching Drake and Darcy closely to see what they have to offer.
James Peters: You may have your choice tonight, but after what we saw from Drake last week against Kasey Kaos I’m pretty convinced that Drake King and Darcy May Morgan will be able to co-exist this week and each one that follows as we close in on Territorial Invasion, but I have to agree. I too will be watching to see how this matchup plays out.
(DING! DING! DING)
James Peters: You can already get a sense of the atmosphere surrounding this highly anticipated. And it looks like it will be Ms. Cash In The Vault, Darcy May Morgan beginning the match against Jesse Barlow for their respective sides. You would have to expect, especially on the part of Darcy May Morgan, that getting back on track and having momentum going into Territorial Invasion is the key motivating factor behind taking this match seriously. She’s out to use every opportunity to get better, and now a tie up by Jesse and Darcy. It’s Jesse that takes the advantage first with a side headlock on Darcy, and he immediately cinches in the hold but it’s Darcy that’s found her way out of the grasp and high knee by the Leading Lady! Another one sends Jesse back into the ropes, and now Jesse takes a swing for Darcy’s head, but Ms. Cash In The Vault ducks the sure shot that would’ve knocked her off her feet! Darcy grabs Jesse from behind but it’s Jesse that connects with a vicious back elbow that knocks Darcy off!
Rich Russillo: She’s already spitting blood, but Barlow doesn’t care! He, Korey, and Hanna want to send a clear message of their own over the next few weeks themselves! You think we’re seeing the kind of extra aggressiveness from Jesse Barlow that we’ve seen recently for no good reason? They want their cut in it all come T.I. too!
Persephone: Oh, please! Do you really think either one of these teams are really putting that much stock in a tag team match that nobody is going to remember another month from now? None of these bitches will care one iota for the other by then, I guarantee it! None of them are memorable in any way shape or form for the better of Voltage. They take up my sexy Rexy’s spot for the second week in a row with these self centered douches, and it’s a travesty that needs to be corrected!
James Peters: Thanks, Seph. I’m sure management will keep that under advisement. Back to action, we’ve got Barlow delivering devastating chops to the chest of ‘The Leading Lady’ over in the corner. Jesse is now taking a few seconds to pose for the social distanced crowd in the stands, and boo birds are letting him have it. But Darcy…she’s had enough! Darcy sends a stiff kick to the midsection of Barlow and she’s now fighting out of the corner, sending stiff closed fist shots to the head! Drake King, he’s… clapping his approval over in his corner for Darcy!??
(Drake King is shown clapping, completely animated. This immediately draws awkward stares from both Hannah Marin and Malcolm Jones at ringside, as well as Darcy.)
Drake King (off mic): YEAH! WOOOOOOO!!! Go Darcy! That’s why I chose you! That’s why we’re destined to win!
Malcolm Jones (off mic): Would someone please shut his cac mouth up!!?? Damn!
Rich Russillo: It seems ‘The Messiah’ Drake King has become ‘The Leading Lady’s’ biggest cheerleader! Darcy goes back to work on Barlow, and puts him down with a Russian leg sweep, and she goes for the first pin of the match, but look at Drake!
(Drake begins counting with the Referee who drops down to make the count.)
Ref/Drake: ONE!!!…TWO!!!
Drake King (off mic): NO! That’s okay, Darcy! We’re still destined to win! The sinners of the world will go down!
James Peters: Jesse with the kickout, and now Darcy grabs up Jesse and throws a few stiff elbows at the face of Barlow and now whips him to the ropes, now Darcy follows up with a tornado DDT! No! Jesse blocked it and now he tries to pick up Darcy and toss her from the ring over the top rope, but Darcy lands perfectly on the apron! Barlow comes charging in but Darcy meets him with a shoulder block to the midsection that sends him reeling back holding his midsection, and now Darcy hops up on the top rope and leaps off the top right into a bulldog that takes Barlow face first into the canvas! Darcy with another cover!
Ref/Drake: ONE!!!…TWO!!!…
Rich Russillo: Nearly had Jesse there, and that would’ve been it! A kickout by Jesse Barlow, and you don’t see much of an argument from Darcy here, and she’s back to her feet and she gives ‘The Messiah’ Drake King a brief stare. She appears to have a few words for King here!
Darcy May Morgan (off mic): You better not mess this up for me, Drake. I really want this victory tonight.
Drake King (off mic): I will do my best.
***TAG***
Persephone: This choir boy tags in, but his act is already getting annoying. I want to see Rexy again. Any highlight of Rexy is the highlight of the year! We are not worthy of his greatness! But hey, he’s at least finally getting into the act it looks like, and now he and this blonde bimbo with her own set of highlights are sending this douchebag bitch into the ropes where they knock him on his ass with a double back elbow! This douchebag back on his ass where he belongs, and now the choir boy grabs him up and scoop slams him back to the canvas and a knee drop to head by the choir boy!
James Peters: The team many questioned would have trouble going into this are clearly not having any such trouble and are actually working more cohesively at the moment than a lot of actual teams do these days, and that definitely spells bad news for the tandem of Jesse Barlow and Korey Gaines if this continues.
Rich Russillo: Let’s not get too carried away, James. Now, I’ll admit ‘The Leading Lady’ and ‘The Last Messiah’ have looked pretty good, even better than most traditional legitimate tag teams, but lets not count out the determination and drive of a team like Jesse Barlow and Korey Gaines. These guys haven’t gotten off to a good start, but the start of a match doesn’t classify a win for the other side! Stop over exaggerating the situation at hand here! Oh! Look at there, Jesse now has the advantage now for his side!
James Peters: Well, if you had just gouged the eyes of your opponent you would probably take the advantage too! Jesse Barlow now delivers the uppercut to Drake King and it’s Drake that falls into no mans land over in the corner of Korey Gaines, and now look at Hannah Marin! She’s immediately up on the apron. She sure knows her role within this team, doesn’t she Rich?
Persephone: I’m sure she has other roles in this group too that they don’t tell us about, if you know what I mean? She just looks like a slut, if you asked me.
Rich Russillo: Well, technically Seph, he asked me. Hey, hey! What’s Malcolm Jones doing? He needs to stay on his side of the ring!
James Peters: Well, the referee’s attention is diverted, Malcolm Jones sees no other choice with Korey Gaines and Jesse Barlow getting all these cheap shots in on ‘The Last Messiah’, Drake King. King has been trapped in that corner for the last minute or so, and now Hannah takes notice of Malcolm making his way over to her side and she finally drops down and distances herself!
James Peters: Malcolm Jones letting Hannah Marin know she’s illegal, and now the referee turns his attention back to the action. ***TAG*** Korey Gaines now tagging in for his side, and a discus elbow smash to the head by Korey Gaines to Drake King! Korey sends Drake to the ropes, and now a spinning wheel kick puts King on the canvas and immediately Korey goes for the cover!
Ref: ONE!!!….TWO!!!..
Rich Russillo: Drake fights out, but Korey Gaines not taking the former World Heavyweight Champion for granted as he mounts the head of Drake and rains down closed fist shots to the head of Drake! Now look at this! How’s this legal? He can’t do that! Get him, referee!
James Peters: Playing a little tit for tat, if you asked me. Anything you can do I can do better, says Malcolm Jones. The referee is distracted and Korey takes a boot to the face from Darcy May Morgan knocks Korey off stride, Jesse Barlow and Hannah Marin are vehemently protesting the referee’s non-call for Malcolm Jones interference as Malcolm makes his way back to the ground at ringside! Jesse and Hannah are yelling out their dissatisfaction toward the actions of Malcolm Jones who sarcastically places his arms up in surrender!
Persephone: All’s fair in love and war, just like they say! If it gets these scrubs out of my face faster, so we can get down to the conspiracy that’s keeping my Sexy Rexy out of the main event, which we’ll examine further from here! This choir boy returns and suddenly it’s all about him, which means something is definitely fishy here and I’ll get to the bottom of it personally if I have to!
James Peters: Alright. Gaines has King back to his feet and sends him to the ropes again, and this time Darcy May Morgan with a knee to the back of Gaines! Gaines turns to throw a punch at Darcy but Darcy avoids the shot! Gaines turns right back around and takes the lariat from Drake King! Drake picks up Korey Gaines who’s still dazed after being taken by surprise! Now a snap suplex delivered to Korey Gaines! Now a cover by Drake King!
Ref: ONE!!!…TWO!!!…
Rich Russillo: Korey kicks out, but now you got Drake, Darcy, and Malcolm all in collusion out here trying to steal a match. You got Drake talking about curing the EAW of this disease it has when you talk about egos, cheap tactics, and sinning. But Drake was almost a part of a sin partaking in an act that does just that!
James Peters: Well, they’re going to be teaming up in a few weeks at Territorial Invasion in a collision course of epic proportions, and each has a reputation of doing everything possible to win a match. Drake now going to work on Korey Gaines in the corner a couple of shoulder blocks followed by a stiff forearm shiver of Gaines! Drake sets Gaines up on the top turnbuckle, and now Drake climbs up, balancing himself on the second rope! He drapes the arm of Korey and grabs the tights and a suplex off the top by Drake! King rises back to his feet and looks to Darcy who’s anxious to get back in.
***TAG***
Rich Russillo: And here comes Ms. Cash In The Vault, and Korey is slowly recovering back to his feet and now he turns right into an arm drag by Darcy May Morgan! Korey tries to recover quickly but he walks right into another arm drag! Korey gets back to his feet and now walks right into a sitout spinebuster delivered by Darcy May Morgan! Darcy gets back to her feet taunting to nobody in particular as she’s getting hyped up! Jesse Barlow is shouting instructions now from the corner as Darcy is setting up for something here! Oh, I don’t like this!
Persephone: She’s not going anywhere with that slut at ringside grabbing at her foot! She’s definitely the most annoying of them all, to be honest. What’s her purpose exactly?
James Peters: Darcy looked like she was setting up for the Plot Twist, but Hannah Marin is grabbing at her foot! Now Malcolm Jones circling around again, and now Jesse Barlow hopping off the apron to cut off Malcolm Jones! Malcolm is none too pleased by this, and Jesse extends his arms out in a crucifix pose with a smirk on his face!
Jesse Barlow: What are you going to do, get your side disqualified? That’s exactly what we want! Do it! Hit me!
(Malcolm smirks as he notices out of the corner of his eye he notices Drake King pleading with the referee.)
Drake (off mic to the referee): Look, I know you’re good at your job, and that’s upholding the law of this sacred battle ground. But can you please, and this comes with all the sincerity in the world, help us take care of these sinners out here? We’re on a mission to cleanse this place…
(As Drake’s voice trails off, Malcolm Jones slides in the ring without being detected by the referee because the ref is still trying to reason with Drake.)
Rich Russillo: What the hell!!?? Malcolm Jones just delivered a tornado facebuster to Korey Gaines! He can’t do that! Turn around, referee!
James Peters: He calls it the Buck 50! Darcy May Morgan finally frees herself from the clutches of who along with Jesse Barlow look on in disbelief as Malcolm Jones ducks through the ropes and is back at ringside! Korey Gaines is out! Jesse Barlow is livid, and hurries up on the apron shouting expletives at Darcy! DDD!!! DON’T DISS DARCY!!! THE SUPER KICK CONNECTS ON JESSE BARLOW AND BARLOW FALLS TO THE GROUND AT RINGSIDE!! MALCOLM JONES LOOKS ON IMPRESSED AS DARCY LENDS A SMIRK, CLEARLY PROUD OF HER WORK! THE CROWD IN ATTENDANCE LET HER KNOW OF THEIR APPROVAL TOO!!
Rich Russillo: Looks like it’s time for Jesse and Korey to regroup as Hannah pulls Korey from the ring before Darcy and Drake can pick up any more momentum! The referee begins his count, as Jesse, Korey, and Hannah appear to be conferencing here! Jesse holds his jaw in a great deal of discomfort after eating that superkick. Korey is worse for wear holding the back of his head! We can’t quite make out what is being said over in the huddle. The referee has reached a five count now.
Persephone: Yeah, but can’t he count a little faster!!?? I’m already bored, and this is the main event?? None of them are worthy, and that’s all I’m going to say about it.
James Peters: The conference appears to be over, and now Korey Gaines is climbing back on the apron, but Darcy is there to meet him! Korey though wisely grabs Darcy by her head and hangs her out to dry on the top rope but her throat takes the brunt of it as she falls back to the canvas a bit choked up after that dirty tactic by Korey! Korey now grabs up Darcy who’s still suffering the effects of that rope choke move and now he drapes her the top rope! Korey pulls Darcy out toward him with her feet draped over the top rope! ROPE HUNG SWINGING NECKBREAKER CONNECTS BY KOREY GAINES ONTO DARCY MAY MORGAN! NOW KOREY HURRIES OUT ON TO THE APRON, AND THEN HOPS UP ON THE TOP ROPE AND IN ONE MOTION LEAPS OFF AND CONNECTS WITH A SPRINGBOARD 450 SPLASH ONTO THE DOWNED DARCY MAY MORGAN!! KOREY GOES FOR THE COVER, THE REFEREE IS IN PERFECT POSITION!! THIS COULD BE A HUGE UPSET!!
Ref: ONE!!!…TWO!!!..THR-
Rich Russillo: So close! Darcy manages to shoot her shoulder off the mat! But Korey doesn’t get too frustrated over this because he intends to help place more punishment on her it seems!
***TAG***
James Peters: And now Korey tags Jesse Barlow back in, and now both men start stomping the hell out of Darcy! The referee lets this go on for a few seconds before ordering Korey Gaines out of the ring, to which he obliges! Now Jesse picks up the now hurting Darcy May Morgan who needs to tag out herself! Drake King is anxiously looking on, rooting for his partner for one night, trying to wake her up to make the tag! Backbreaker by Barlow on Darcy, and Darcy yells out in pain. Barlow once again takes time to do a crucifix pose, which gets him more boo’s that brings a smile to his face!
James Peters: Jesse now lets Darcy have it with these non-stop relentless closed fist shots to the head! Now Jesse yanks her up by the hair and now whirls her around in a circle and launches her right into the corner ringpost on the side opposite of Drake! Jesse now mocking Drake!
Jesse Barlow (off mic mockingly): We must rid this world of all the evil sinners! ‘The Last Messiah’ is here for you all! (normal tone) What a load of shit.
Rich Russillo: Barlow definitely letting Drake know what he thinks of him with that gesture! Now Jesse forces Darcy up and shoves her into the corner! OH NO! SHE CAN’T DO THAT!
Persephone: I actually approve of this. That referee is an idiot though if he really hasn’t seen that a million times before!
James Peters: Jesse Barlow crumbles to his knees as Darcy falls from the corner but immediately starts inching her way to where Drake King has his hand extended out, desperately looking for the tag to get into this matchup! This is the main event folks! Drake King and Ms. Cash In The Vault Darcy May Morgan taking on the team of Jesse Barlow and Korey Gaines. Malcolm Jones seemingly is supporting Drake and Darcy while Jesse and Korey are backed by Hannah Marin, and to this point it’s been back and forth with the momentum! Darcy is close to tagging in Drake! Now Jesse manages to grasp onto the foot of Darcy for a moment, but Darcy shows the conscience of mind to kick at his head! Jesse let go, and these fans are wanting for Drake King to tag in! That comes as a surprise given all the things Drake has done to others in the past! Darcy is almost there! NO! Hannah Marin once again finds a way to intervene in this match up by pulling Drake off the apron down to the floor!
Rich Russillo: Taking care of business like she’s noted for! How’s that for some healthy cleansing! HAHAHAHAHA!!! OH NO!! HANNAH TURN AROUND!! UH OH!! SHE JUST BUMPED RIGHT INTO MALCOLM JONES WHO WAS WAITING FOR HER!! AHHHH!!!
James Peters: MALCOLM JONES JUST GRABBED HANNAH BY HER HAIR! JESSE BARLOW SEES WHAT’S GOING ON AS HE GOES TO TAG IN KOREY GAINES!! MALCOLM JONES GIVES HANNAH MARIN A PIECE OF HIS MIND AND HANNAH IS SCARED FOR DEAR LIFE!! BUT SHE’S BEEN ASKING FOR IT ALL MATCH!
***TAG***
James Peters: THE TAG IS MADE BY BOTH SIDES SIMULTANEOUSLY!! NOW IT’S DRAKE KING AND KOREY GAINES THAT ARE LEGAL IN THE MATCH!! DRAKE SEES BARLOW LOOKING TO CHARGE HIS WAY TOWARD MALCOLM JONES WHO’S ABOUT TO DROP HANNAH WHERE SHE STANDS! DRAKE PLACES A HAND UP IN FRONT OF THE FACE OF KOREY GAINES WHO’S AS CONFUSED AS ANYONE!!?? HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO MAKE OF THIS!! DRAKE SLIDES OUT OF THE RING AND CUTS OFF BARLOW GESTURING WITH HIS HAND FOR HIM TO STOP!! BARLOW IMMEDIATELY STOPS IN HIS TRACKS!!
Rich Russillo: He’s even reasoning with Malcolm Jones!!?? But will Malcolm listen to reason!!??
Persephone: None of this is making sense to me, if you all care to know my opinion!
Drake King (off mic): Wait, wait, wait! Hold on, Malcolm! There’s another way! You don’t have to do this! This is not the way!
Malcolm Jones (off mic): Bruh, you know me better than that. I don’t care if you on your fake Jesus shit or not, this bitch been pissing me off from the start.
Drake King (off mic): Hey, hey! Malcolm, I promise there’s another way! We’ll be fine, brother Malcolm!
Malcolm Jones (off mic): We ain’t fam, so you can forget that brotherly love shit!
James Peters: MALCOLM JUST RELEASED HANNAH WHO RUNS TO JESSE STILL TERRIFIED!! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!! DRAKE KING JUST CONVINCED MALCOLM TO RELEASE HANNAH!! THE REFEREE IS TRYING TO GET ORDER BACK AS WELL! FOLKS I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO MAKE OF THIS DRAKE KING!! THE OLD DRAKE KING WOULD HAVE HELPED FINISH THE JOB!! BUT NOW DRAKE FEELS AN UNCOMFORTABLE TUG AT HIS HAIR FROM BEHIND, AND IT’S COMING FROM INSIDE THE RING!! KOREY GAINES IS FORCING DRAKE UP INTO THE RING!! THE SCRIPTURE BY DRAKE!!! MODIFIED SCRIPTURE!! THE JUMPING CUTTER BUT DRAPING KOREY’S HEAD OFF THE ROPES!! KOREY GAINES IS STAGGERED!!! TALK TO YOU NEVER!!! THE KNOCKOUT PUNCH CONNECTS ON GAINES FROM DARCY MAY MORGAN!! THE REFEREE IS BACK IN THE RING AND DRAKE KING IS LINING UP, MEASURING HIS OPPONENT!! GAINES SLOWLY IS TRYING TO RECOVER!! HE’S STUNNED ON ALL FOURS!! I DON’T THINK HE KNOWS WHERE HE IS!! JUDGEMENT DAY!!! THE CURB STOMP BY DRAKE KING CONNECTS ON KOREY GAINES!! DRAKE DROPS DOWN TO MAKE THE COVER!!
(Jesse Barlow tries to slide into the ring but Malcolm Jones anticipates this and slides in himself daring Jesse to get in the ring with him one on one. Jesse decides against it.)
Ref: ONE!!!….TWO!!!….THREE!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“This Is Your Life” by The Dust Brothers and Tyler Durden begins to blast throughout the Performance Center. Drake slowly rises to his feet and looks down at the fallen body of Korey Gaines. Darcy May Morgan is slumped against the ropes with a hand firmly placed on her rib area while Malcolm Jones continues to stare down Jesse Barlow, as Barlow is fuming of what has taken place. Drake is back to his feet, and a satisfying smile grows on his face as the referee raises his and Darcy May Morgan’s hands respectively to indicate their victory.)
Bella Braxton: Here are your winners, the current MS. CASH IN THE VAULT… DARCY MAY MORGAN…AND…’THE LAST MESSIAH’…DRAKE KING!!!!
(Drake is shown coming to pat the shoulder of Malcolm Jones, but Malcolm shoots a glare at Drake and brushes his hand away, but Drake can do nothing else but thank Malcolm for understanding his reasoning moments ago and for being there, overheard calling him a Godsend. Meanwhile Jesse Barlow and Hannah Marin are shown pulling Korey Gaines from the ring looking on with disgust at the victors of the match.)
Rich Russillo: This is an injustice! There’s definitely a conspiracy going on again Jesse Barlow and his followers! That referee was far from impartial, and Malcolm Jones, Drake King, and Darcy May Morgan got off scot free without any type of punishment for their actions! There’s no justice left in this world, and I don’t care what kind of piece Drake King is trying to bring to the Voltage kingdom! The bottom line is the team of Drake and Darcy got a victory that they don’t deserve!
James Peters: On the contrary, Rich! Both sides, in my opinion, did what they could to win the match! We may not agree with some of the things we may have seen tonight, but there’s no way you can take away from the effort of each competitor! Both sides came out with the intent to win and one side was able to accomplish that, and that was the team of Drake King and Darcy May Morgan! However, there were several instances where Hannah Marin did get herself involved, as did Malcolm Jones, and each time they got involved it just made this main event match up that much more interesting! Nonetheless, as we get closer to Territorial Invasion, this is the threesome that we should all be looking out for, and soon they will look to add a couple more names to this fearsome triad! Congratulations once again to the winners of this match, Darcy May Morgan and Drake King!
(The next shot shows Malcolm Jones and Darcy May Morgan looking on with Drake King in the middle clasping his hands with his eyes closed as his head is tilted back in the direction of the Heavens, while Jesse Barlow and Hannah Marin hold Korey up. Then once again the final shot on the trio in the ring as it finally fades out.)
(EAW Logo buzzes.)
