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Poster by Cori, Headers by Rodzilla
Sex & Violence Wrestling
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A Skeptical Hippo Production
SVW Uprising – Episode 40
Live from the Cajundome in Lafayette, Louisiana!
March 23, 2014
The SVW logo is shown looking at the new SVW calendar, featuring many of the women of the promotion. And suddenly it has to leave the room because of a personal...Uprising goes live inside the Cajundome to a roar from the fans! The camera cuts to the arena concourse where we find Serafina DeCaro and Claire Black walking along.
Serafina: This is where the stagehand said they saw him going.
Claire: I know, I heard them. Something about getting his kid something or other...though I always Chris would just head to catering. I mean they’ve got a pretty good selection there...usually. You don’t think that Heidi girl has…? Nah. That’s just ridiculous. Just me buying into a stereotype isn’t it?
Serafina: I don’t think he was meaning that son, Claire. Besides, this makes a nice change don’t you think? Getting out here, being part of the crowd, not always talking to your peers backstage? Seems more sociable. And look see, they were right.
Standing around with a bag of popcorn trying not to eat of it is Brad Kane. He has his ring gear on, still getting ready for his match but having to make a snack run. A smile creeps onto his face seeing two of his partners for Fearless coming towards him.
Brad: Claire! Serafina! Just the two I’ve been looking for. Well, before I got sidetracked. Jordan’s amazing elastic stomach requires more food than any other boy I’ve seen in my life.
Serafina: I’m sure he’s nothing more than a growing teenage boy is all, with a healthy appetite. Probably just a phase.
Claire: Okay, if you say so. We kinda heard that you were looking for us - pretty much the locker room’s worst kept secret. And we know why. Fearless. No Disqualification between us and those poor excuses for scum calling themselves wrestlers in the Williams Dynasty right?
Brad nods his head, sneaking in a bite of the popcorn. The smell had been driving him insane.
Brad: Yes, that’s pretty much it. Chris is already on board with it and Kilmeade said I needed to get the two of you on this boat before he’d give it more thought. I don’t expect you to understand why I want no rules, but I want it. I want it badly. And there’d be zero excuses on either side too. They can use their pansy ass shake weights, I can use a goddamn light tube.
That brings a smile to his face.
Brad: Slice Todd open with a railroad spike, the blood pouring out of his face, ah man, it’s just all such an exciting prospect!
The boxer shrugs her shoulders.
Claire: Fine with me. One of his little bitches hit me with a brick. I owe her for that. However...I think you’re going to have a job on convincing ‘Fina.
Serafina: We’re better than them, when should we descend to their level.
Brad exhales, beginning to think of how to word this in order to help Serafina understand. He places the popcorn down on a table before folding his arms.
Brad: Look at this way, Serafina. We know they like to cheat, abuse the rules, right? With no rules, how can they cheat or abuse the system? In a way, this is leveling the playing field. They can’t screw us by any means. Instead, it’s a fair fight for everyone. And there’s no rule saying that you’d have to partake in the use of a steel chair. You can just kick it into their face before snapping a leg off.
Now he pops out his arms like “taadaaa!”
Claire: See. Logic. I like it. Sign me up. Nothing that says I have to use a chair but if I want to stop before I break my hand from hitting them...or before the gut on that big marshmallow man they’ve got in tow eats my hand, I have a fall back option. Definite benefit.
Serafina looks uneasy.
Serafina: That’s just...violence. It’s the rules that make it a contest...I don’t...think I can in good conscience do that. You know...Buddhist..the whole non-violence thing that you might have heard of.
Brad: If you’re a Buddhist then why are you in professional wrestling? It seems like you’re going against the teachings no matter what you’re doing here, Serafina. I’m not super up on Buddhism but can you not ask for forgiveness in some manner? No matter what you do at Fearless, there will be violence. It might not be flesh on chair, but there is violence and you are taking part of it. So don’t use your religion as a tool, please.
He sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose before looking at Serafina.
Brad: Do you think I enjoy doing some of the things I do, that I’ve done? No. But I’ve never used anything like religion in a sport where violence as a premium as some sort of excuse for shooting down an idea like you just did.
Claire: You’re at always at your most convincing are you Brad?
She shakes her head as ‘Fina scowls at the man.
Claire: I think the point that Serafina is making is that enforced rules make it more of a sporting contest, with you know safeguards and the like. It’s a chance for her to demonstrate the abilities she has been given and has honed over many years of practice and dedication. Whereas “No Rules” just makes it...you know an all out brawl. Like football...really think if they took away the rules then the best QB’s would get to the Superbowl?
Brad: You’re comparing apples to oranges right there. No matter what there’s violence in what we do. So when the Williams Dynasty tries to screw us over at Fearless, don’t say I didn’t try to level the goddamn playing field.
A grin appears on the face of Claire Black as she pats her friend on the back.
Claire: So...what do you say, Serafina?
The Buddhist looks unconvinced and Claire gives a mischievous smirk in Brad’s direction.
Claire: You need to work on your presentation.
She turns to her friend.
Claire: Look, he’s kinda right about the whole level playing field thing, with them having shown they disregard the rules and cut corners to try and get ahead and steal wins and screw us out title shots we should rightfully have...a move that the bitch is going to pay for. Think of it more as...a deterrent. If they know that we can take a ball bat to their knees or...or….
She looks at Kane, hoping for him to jump in with a suggestion or two.
Brad: Exactly. Chris hates not having rules, maybe just as much as you do, Serafina, and if he’s willing to throw that out the window because he realizes that it evens everything, I think you should look at that too. And Claire is right. It’s a deterrent for the three of you. It’s there if you want it, no rules means you do what you want. If you want to do your style, it doesn’t matter, but if the situation comes up where it’s your knees or theirs, wouldn’t you rather be able to properly defend yourself?
He nods his head trying to make his point.
Claire: They’re cowards right? So knowing that we can hurt them, badly. Knowing that we can do exactly the same to them as they can do to us they might think twice about it. In a perverse kind of way, letting us have the option of doing anything at all might mean they actually stick to the rules and you get exactly what you’d want. Worth a chance right? What do you say?
Serafina takes a deep breath, letting it out with a sigh.
Serafina: You really think that’s going to be the case?
Claire shrugs in response to the question.
Brad: I’ve known Todd Williams for quite a while now. Hated the man for the entire time too. I know what he can do and I can tell you that he and his crew will do anything, anything, to win and hold it over us. We need this, Serafina, if we want a shot to win.
The girl nods her head at her tag team partner.
Serafina: Fine. Okay, I trust you. You can tell Kyle that you’ve got my agreement. If he’s happy with it being No DQ… As a deterrent. I think I can live with that. Anything that might get us a fair fight I guess. And if you both are sure you want this - and what it so much.
Claire grins, even though Serafina still has an expression of great unease on her face.
Claire: Good. It’s settled then.
Brad grabs Serafina and gives her a giant bear hug before setting her back down.
Brad: I’ll go take Jordan his popcorn and give Kyle the news. Thank you, both, for seeing things clearly. Nothing will stop us at Fearless now. Nothing will stop him either. Thank you, again.
He smiles at both of them before taking his leave. The boxer gives him a nod of her head, calling after him as he goes.
Claire: Good luck tonight. We’ll be watching. Closely.
As the pair turn to go, Claire puts her arm around Serafina’s shoulder.
Claire: I know you don’t like it, but thank you for agreeing anyway
With that the show cuts elsewhere..
The camera skims over the Lafayette crowd here at Uprising and over to Mark & Freya who are at the announce table as John Youle stands in the ring.
Mark: This Lafayette crowd is in for one heck of a match. Heidi’s in ring debut is coming up.
Freya: That’s one way to put it. This woman has hounded Colby Morrison like he’s a piece of meat. Or pizza, or cake, or whatever else she wants to shove in her mouth.
The lights dim slightly at "Bulletproof" by 12 Stones begins to fill the arena. After a few moments CJ Osborne steps out on to the stage to a slight pop. He smiles and looks around at the crowd soaking it all in for a moment before throwing his arms in the air, which goes along with gold sparkle fireworks shoot up from behind him.
John: Entering first, standing 6'5" and weighing in at 247 pounds....CJ OSBORNE!!!
CJ walks toward the ring slapping a few hand along the way. He slides under the bottom rope back in the ring as the music begins to fade out.
Mark: This Lafayette crowd is in for one heck of a match. And CJ’s got his hands full with Heidi’s in ring debut is coming up.
Freya: That’s one way to put it. This woman has hounded Colby Morrison like he’s a piece of meat. Or pizza, or cake, or whatever else she wants to shove in her mouth.
“I’m Too Sexy” by Right Said Fred hits the PA, and the crowd boos, before turning into gasps of horror as Heidi walks out in a bikini and hotpants.
John: His opponent, standing 6’0 and weighing in at 300 pounds....FAT HEIDI!!!!!
She waddles down to the ring, before managing to get through the ropes and into the ring. She then starts twerking to the disgust of everyone.
Freya: Ain’t nobody got time for that.
Mark: Or the stomach for it.
The bell rings and the match starts with CJ charging Heidi and slamming forearms into her head before irish whipping the woman across the ring, she rebounds off the ropes and CJ goes for a shoulder block...and stumbles back in shock. She didn’t budge. CJ bounces off the ropes himself and goes for another shoulder block and bumps right into her, Heidi barely taking a step back.
Mark: I don’t think CJ was ready for someone quite her size, though Heidi’s mounted no offense at all she’s left her opponent baffled.
Freya: Can’t go for the body against someone with that girth, go for the legs or the head.
Heidi takes advantage of CJ’s bewilderment and kicks him in the gut, then slams as series of forearms across his back. CJ stumbles away and she follows, irish whipping him into the corner and charging. But CJ got out of the way in time and Heidi hit the turnbuckle hard. The massive woman stumbled out and right into a bulldog from CJ, who goes for a pin attempt.
ONE!
TW-KICKOUT!!
Heidi gets the arm up and CJ starts laying into her with a series of forearm shots before running off the ropes and dropping a knee across her face. Heidi rolls and starts to get up but CJ stops her with an elbow drop across the back. But almost right after she starts rising, so CJ hooks her head and drops her for a DDT, rolling over for another pin attempt.
ONE!
TWO!!
KICKOUT!!!
Mark: CJ is laying into Heidi big time, but she’s still fighting through it.
Freya: Looks like CJ’s gonna have to do something bigger...much bigger.
CJ grabs Heidi’s arm and hooks his legs around it and wrenches on her arm for an armbar. Heidi screams as he pulls on her arm and wrenches on her shoulder. CJ grits his teeth as he holds tight, but suddenly his eyes go wide as Heidi has managed to roll enough and grabbed...him.
Freya: Did she just give his junk a squeeze?!?!
CJ let go and rolled away in total shock. Heidi got up and charged him, slamming her body into CJ and squishing him into the nearby corner. CJ holds the ropes to keep himself up, but Heidi follows it up with a belly bump, then turns around and starts slamming her more-than-generous backside into him again and again until he slumps down to sit in the corner.
Mark: That was...unorthodox.
Freya: Um...no that was a junk grab.
CJ tries to shake the cobwebs out but Heidi keeps him down with a series of stomps to his head. Heidi takes a few steps back to the middle of the ring and charges, turning around with her butt racing towards CJ’s face. The Florida native just barely rolls out of the way and Heidi’s butt slams into the turnbuckle. CJ gets up and takes Heidi back down hard with a big neckbreaker. After a legdrop across the chest CJ gets up and smirks before climbing up the nearby turnbuckle. Once up he holds up an arm for the fans and goes airborne, crashing down upon her with a flying elbow drop.
ONE!!
TWO!!!
KICKOUT!!!!
Freya: WHAT THE HELL MAN!?!
Mark: Perhaps Heidi’s body is ...erm...cushioned? That was one hell of an elbow drop, but this woman just keeps going.
CJ turns to the ref, trying to double check that it was counted properly as Heidi gets up. The Florida wrestler turns right into a massive...liplock? CJ squirms and thrashes wildly, finally forcing himself free and gagging. He coughs and retches, staggering to the far side of the ring and with his back to Heidi she grabs him. Wrapping her arms around him from behind Heidi...thrusts? In a sort of bearhug Heidi squeezes CJ, but also rams her pelvis into his backside. Then lifting him she falls forward for a slam, squishing CJ’s body under hers and she goes for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!!
KICKOUT!!
Mark: Not enough to keep the big man down it seems, CJ looks terribly disturbed.
Freya: SHE HUMPED HIM! I’d be freaking out!
Heidi goes to kiss him again and gets a right hand to her jaw for her troubles, then another, and another until she falls to her butt. CJ stands up and lays her out with a massive boot to the face. He runs off the ropes and back for a jumping elbow drop to the body, only to follow it up with three more elbow drops before pulling her up. CJ lets out a roar as he manages to lift her up off her feet and slams Heidi down for an absolutely huge spinebuster!
Mark: HE LIFTED HER!!
Freya: Holy *BEEP*
CJ rises but is holding his back. Grabbing her arm he tries to pull Heidi up, but she’s deadweight. With a visible sigh he looks around before sitting her up just enough to try and lock in a sleeperhold. Heidi gasps from this and soon finds her face going flush as the grip of CJ’s arm around her throat tightens.
Mark: CJ’s got that sleeper locked in!
Heidi struggles and starts to force herself and CJ up to stand. CJ, much taller, holds on tight and isn’t forced off even as Heidi gets to her feet. Heidi leans forward, almost pulling CJ off his feet just a little, then rolls! She rolls and falls, crushing CJ underneath her! The big man’s face is almost purple when Heidi rolls off of him, clutching his ribs and gasping for air. They both are very slow to rise, and CJ goes for a hard knee to the gut but it barely does anything and Heidi replies with a hard right hook to his jaw followed by a scoop slam. CJ rises quickly only to get clotheslined, to which he’s up quick from as well. She goes to whip him into the corner yet again but CJ reverses it and Heidi is sent colliding with the corner, only to be crushed by a massive clothesline from CJ. The big guy pulls her from the corner and whips Heidi across to the far corner to do it again, but this time doesn’t get what he wanted as she greets him with a body splash head on! CJ falls in a heap and Heidi runs off the ropes, jumping up and landing on him.
Mark: That’s 300 pounds crashing down on your ribs! My god the impact!
Freya: I think she just made a CJ pancake!
Pulling him to the corner Heidi sits him up and grins, turning around and twerking with her ass right in his face. But just before she could get close enough CJ lays down and Heidi’ butt hits the bottom turnbuckle and nothing else. Trying to get out of there CJ squirms out from under her and rises to wail her in the jaw with a back elbow and another. He steps up onto the middle ropes and starts drilling her in the head with punches, the crowd chanting along with every strike.
1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
......
CJ stops and his eyes go wide, Heidi’s hands holding tight to his underwear and yanking up hard to stop the hold. The ref shouts at her and Heidi stops, but the damage is done and CJ is dropped hard with a spinebuster, Heidi style. Aka she lands on him too.
Mark: CJ got out in time but seems Heidi managed to change the tide back in her favor again with that...um...odd move.
Freya: Wedgie Mark, that was a *BEEP*-ing wedgie!
With CJ down Heidi climbs up to the second rope and licks her lips before hopping up and crashing down with her butt on CJ’s chest.
Mark: The Face Sitter!!!
Freya: .....ew....
The ref drops down to count as CJ squirms wildly.
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!!
CJ’s arm gets up but just a millisecond too late and the ref calls for the bell. Heidi stands up and bounces, possibly way too much as she demands her arm to be raised in victory.
Freya: I think I need a bucket to puke in.
Mark: I think Heidi is going to be a very...odd member of the roster to say the least. We’ll see more of this woman coming up when she faces Hope Dawson and Hope’s boyfriend, and Heidi’s crush in Colby Morrison. Not to mention she’ll be fighting alongside Colby’s own tag partner Nancy Dietz, it’s going to be quite the match.
Freya: NOBODY NEEDS TO SEE MORE OF THAT!!
Heidi twerks in joy as CJ rolls out of the ring and the crowd is a mix of boos and groans of displeasure. Heidi twerks that massive behind at the camera and we quickly cut to somewhere else.
Know Your Worth
Mickey: She meeting us backstage here?
Raquel: Yep, sent her a message and everything.
The Ladder Lolitas and SVW Tag Team Championship hopefuls, The Scarborough Fair are backstage in the Cajundome with.... Power tools. Well worse than that. Both women are wearing welding masks and chop shop aprons as they get hard at work preparing for their match at Fearless... By using a blowtorch to fuse a long length of barbed wire to a ladder. With extremely thick gloves Raquel twists the wire around the sides of the ladder, being careful of the steps while Mickey solders it on with her blow torch. Tiny little sparks flare up as the members of Club CK are hard at work. Raquel flips her mask up as Mickey stops to admire the handiwork. Something so sublime, so perfectly crafted, could only be appreciated by open minds, and maybe that was the goal of Mickey and Raquel’s as they had a special guest about to show up to admire their magnum opus. But when said guest arrived… It’s… safe to say she had more questions than answers.
Leona: … did you guys really giftwrap a ladder using barbed wire?
The Lioness crossed her arms as she approached the duo, looking up and down at their piece of “art” with a skeptical smile.
Leona: I’d say I pity the fool who runs into you guys right now… But it’s Vivid Colors, so I’m hoping this does as much harm as it’s meant to.
Both members of the tag team flash a thumbs up as Mickey finally lifts her welding mask up.
Mickey: Its a special gift from them to us!
Raquel flicks Mickey’s mask down in frustration and lets out a sigh before she glances up at her fellow member of Club CK.
Raquel: From us to them she means. Anyway we’re breaking for lunch about now and we wanted to know if you want to join us? No need to catering, we just threatened the staff with a ladder until they gave us that.
The camera slowly pans to the left of the three where those watching see an endless supply of steaks, mashed potatoes, white and brown rice, endless platters of vegetables, pudding, chicken quarters still steaming and charred slightly, crawfish boiled in a giant pot, and to top it all off... A small platter of beignets since this happens to be the Cajundome.
Raquel: Well joining us in some lunch and... That we wanted to talk with you. Look, we saw all the unprincipled... Heh, thank you Word-Of-The-Day-Calendar... Things that Nessa and Tree-Trunk-For-A-Neck said about you and honestly none of it is true. We just want to make sure your head is still in the game for Fearless.
Leona grimaced at the mention of Nessa and Houser, for a moment ignoring the ladder-earned buffet the lolitas had gathered, as she had spend quite a number of seconds wondering how they even got to get all that with a LADDER. Apparently ladder-fu was actually a thing.
Leona: Oh, believe me, I’m game. The Tag Team Championships are coming with me, to the Club. And… Quite honestly, how utterly pathetic was that? Seems like the in-thing to do, try to attack someone and then poke fun at their physical build. I mean, I know my nose is kinda square-y, but c’mon…
The Mexican instinctively rubbed the bridge of her nose.
Leona: And that doesn’t make me a better or worse wrestler, so they can go play on traffic for all I care.
Raquel: Well of course, Spookypants! Listen... Mickey... Mickey what are you doing?
The camera pans to Mickey Scarborough who has already began eating without Leona or Raquel, sucking crawfish heads and shooting them out of her lips at a rapid pace. When she realizes she’s been caught... Mickey shrugs her shoulders and goes back to her feast. When the camera returns to Vega and Fair, Raquel’s face is in her hand. With a long sigh of frustration she simply treks on.
Raquel: as I was saying, listen Spookypants. You look fine. I mean first and foremost most guys get hot for Latinas. I mean really. That ass. So looks? L to the O to the L. As for your abilities? I think they should sell themselves. Who got in a match with Kelly and Misty? You did. Who won the briefcase to get in the match in the first place? Who has been the reason behind a good amount of Mika’s wins? Liability or whatever she wants to call it chica, the reality is that you’re... Well you’re better than you think you are.
Mickey (Mouth full of crawfish): Yeff! Doff due if fer ush! Due if fer ue!
Raquel: ...What my tag team partner was... Trying to say is, don’t do it for us because that’s not what we expect of you. Don’t fight for the Tag Team Championships with Mika at Fearless because hey, you bring another title to Club CK because we get all taskmaster on you! Do it for you. Do it because you’re Leona frackin’ Vega. Becka wins the SVW Championship and while it looks good on Club CK’s stock, she did it for herself. Kelly after trials and tribulations to say the least wins the Television Championship because she wanted to do it for yourself. We don’t expect you to roll over for us example! Kelly didn’t pull any punches and neither did you in that fight over in Ladyland! If you guys win and we eventually climb to face you, we’ll pull every trick in the book because well... That’s what we do. You put in the work for your own sake. That’s how the Club works. At least from my perspective. Not because you need to be at the beck and call of someone else. Anything I’m saying makes sense?
Mickey (Between slurps): Not really.
Leona: It… It does. It actually does.
Leona seems to be floored by Raquel’s maturity about the situation the Warrior Lioness was in as far as the entire situation with Team Kyle went.
Leona: I mean… I… I’ve always been a team person. I don’t know if I would be someone in this business if it wasn’t for someone else. But at the end of the day, I indeed want my own star to shine and… Stuff. Right now I’m looking at this match with the Queens and I know it’s my second best chance to win a championship I’ve ever had ever since I left Mexico and… I don’t… Look. I’m a professional wrestler. And I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make sure I’m seen as such. I can do any kind of match with any person I want to. I just think that…
A long sigh follows as she can’t even finish her own thoughts, eventually coming up with the most obvious answer ever.
Leona: I guess I’m tired of being undervalued. I’m just sick of being known as a LACKEY when I can be a TEAMMATE!
Mickey gulps down a crawfish and shrugs at the Lioness.
Mickey: So be that. Raquel and I disrespect each other every two seconds but at the end of the day know we’ve got each other’s backs. Isn’t that right Flat-Ass?
Raquel: Right you are, Bumblefuck.
Mickey: First step of everyone knowing your value is you telling ‘em. So tell ‘em. No discounts, no Buy-One-Get-Ones... Show them, more precisely Mika what you’re about and knock off the Queens at Fearless as a team. Not as her minion but as her equal.
Leona nods.
Leona: … yeah. That’s exactly what I’ll do. I’ll make Mika understand I’m her teammate, not her “secret weapon”. And if she can’t understand that…
She grimaces.
Leona: I’ll make her.
With that, we fade out to something else.
Nothing but Pride
Christopher Kane sits in the locker room putting the finishing touches on getting ready for his tag team match tonight. His dad is no where to be found but the Pride Title resides next to him, light shining from the gold. Chris smirks before placing one of his kickpads over his boot. The light stops shining, a shadow blocking the source. Slowly, Chris brings his head up before managing a chuckle.
Chris: Well, I can’t say I’m surprised to see you here. After all, next week, we get into that ring. You here to threaten to break my arms off?
The shadow walks in, revealing itself to be the Firebird, Ignis.
Ignis: Firstly, I don’t make threats, I make promises. And you should know by now that I’m always fair. I only cause severe ligament damage when people don’t tap out. And you WILL be tapping out... because I’m taking that little title you have down there. A title I was screwed out of, and was held away from me for months. No-one has proven themselves deserving to hold that strap... it’s MINE. And next Monday, I will prove it.
Chris sighs, rubbing his eyes before looking back up at Ignis. He clutches onto the Pride Title, making his way up to his feet.
Chris: Saying no one has proven themselves it a bit chopping me off at the knees. You’re my first defense, I haven’t had a chance to prove my worth to defend this title yet. As far as tapping out goes, I got one simple thing to say about that.
The teenager smirks before looking at his title, looking back to her.
Chris: You have to catch me first. That’s always the thing isn’t it? In order to rip my arm off, you need to grab onto me. However, you’re super talented. I’ll never deny you the respect you deserve. Just, you need to give me a chance.
Ignis: Oh, I’ll give you every chance. I don’t think you’re some run of the mill, flash in the pan, or anything like that. You beat Mika, that’s enough to confirm that you have something special going on. You have every right to be confident in your abilities. But here’s the thing... so do I. I am the best damn submissionist ever to come from the British Isles. And as a former Pride Champion, I know how these matches work. I understand the time restraints. And what’s more, I know how to get things done quickly and efficiently. As far as catching you goes, I’m hardly Fat Heidi, now am I? I’m perfectly quick I’ll have you know!
Chris puts the title around his waist, looking Ignis right in the eyes.
Chris: You’re great, I’m not denying you that. And I thank you for those kind words as most of my opponents do nothing but call me a flash in the pan or a fluke. It’s nice to see some respect, some pride between two wrestlers in this division. I rather like that. As far as bringing up Fat Heidi, the less said about her the better. No guy in the world wants to picture her running around, ever.
A shudder.
Chris: Regardless, I respect what you do, what you bring to the table. I know with one slip you’re going to catch me in one of your submissions and try to snap my limb. All it takes for you is to fall down and I’m already coming off the top rope. A mix of styles but the pride remains the same.
Ignis grins.
Ignis: Pride... that’s the word, isn’t it? We both take pride in what we do. Either way... we have fifteen minutes out there, yeah? Whatever happens... let’s put on a show. Make sure those idiot fans know damn well what the match of the night is.
Chris: While I wouldn’t call them idiots, they will see the best match of the night and maybe one of the year when we step into the ring.
Chris extends his hand out to Ignis, expecting a respectful handshake.
Ignis: Sure. And they are. You’ll learn in time.
Ignis takes his hand, and gives him a warm handshake. As they go to release, she suddenly grips his wrist, looking down at his arm.
Ignis: Piece of advice. Do that in the ring, and I WILL snap your arm.
She laughs as she releases, and makes her way to the door, looking back with a smirk. Chris smirks himself watching Ignis head for the door.
Chris: Why do you think I got the handshake out of the way now?
He winks at her before patting the Pride Title that resides around his waist.
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March 24, 2014, 01:46:49 am »
Brad & Todd – A Love Story
We find ourselves in catering and it is there where Todd and Fiona are making out with one another without a single care in the world. Fiona is holding a microphone behind her back and that doesn’t stop Todd from knocking random off of the catering table before sitting her on top of it, and the two make out with one another some more. A few moments go by before Fiona adjusts her clothes. Her eyes open wide up as she spots the camera. She holds the microphone up to her lips as she starts speaking.
Fiona: Hello all of you losers in Louisiana… This is the First Lady of the entire Williams Dynasty Fiona Williams, and on behalf of the Todd Williams News Network I have the special pleasure of introducing the future Defiance Champion. The man who has successfully the stable that is taking this company by storm. I give to you my lovely husband, the one and only Todd Williams…
Todd backs away before he smirks evilly.
Todd: That’s right it is me in the flesh and you have that right about me being the next Defiance Champion because let’s face it. We all know as well as I do that I have a big match with Ryan Sheffield coming up and he stands before us all as the Defiance Champion. When one beats the champion that instantly shoots them up the rankings to the point where they will receive a future title shot. I have been in this company for a while now. I have been the brunt of the joke. I been in an unconscious state for part of the year 2012 but now I seek only one thing. I seek to strike back hard and the level of competition has been clearly beneath me. There’s only so many times one can beat the hell out of Penny, The Kanes, Misty, Rebecka… Damn I have whooped on many an ass here but it’s time to branch out and conquer something that means something, and that one thing is to go out and become a champion…
Fiona: And are you worried at all about Ryan Sheffield? I mean…
Todd: That’s exactly what I set out to do, just get past Ryan so I can gain a shot at what belongs to me and actually bring back some credibility to this company and then end this shit once and for all at Fearless. I mean look at us Fiona. It’s you me, Maia, and David… Does Claire, Fina, and the Kanes really stand any chance at beating us in a four on four match? I feel bad for Claire and Serafina having to team up with that horrid Kane family…
Slow clapping. The type that you know is sarcasm at the first clap. In walks Brad Kane with an amused smirk on his face. He takes a look over Todd and Fiona, shaking his head in contempt and disgust.
Brad: Horrid, eh? You seem to forget so many things, Todd. Like, for one, you couldn’t beat me without any help. Two, without me a long time ago, you would’ve been a one and done. Three, your wife is more of a man than you are. And finally, you’re a walking stereotype of a man. I mean, what you did last week as a video game character, how can anyone take you seriously?
Brad continues to shake his head.
Brad: You’re not a video game character. No one really cares about your little tiff with your sister. No, focus on what really matters, Todd, You want to be regarded as a great wrestler, and not some dipshit who needs his manly wife to help him, beat me, take me out of wrestling. Stop acting like this, show me some emotion that doesn’t have you saying the f-bomb every other word like you’re a guy starting out trying to impress someone.
Now an amused smirk again.
Brad: The level of so called bad ass that you are, saying fuck all the time, man, we better not mess with you. No sir, don’t wanna get smacked up with a shake weight.
Fiona angrily gets right in Brad’s face as she slaps him as hard as she can before she looks up into his eyes.
Fiona: You watch your mouth when you are talking to my husband! He is the real deal and at any point he could make it rain… Rain with you blood shattered everywhere.
Brad: Oh really? He’s the real deal? Real deal at what, hiding behind women and children like a coward? Boy, if that’s the real deal then I’m shaking in my boots.
And there’s a fake shiver.
Brad: Todd, you really gonna let this woman do your dirty work because you’re too much of a pansy to slap me yourself?
Todd slowly moves Fiona to the side as he steps in front of Brad. He shrugs his shoulders as he stares deeply into Brad’s eyes. There is a look of seriousness but that slowly fades into chuckles as Todd can’t help but laugh uncontrollably.
Todd: You are quite the comedian Brad… You just turned what... 35 now? You don’t have what it takes to compete with a young gun like myself. If it wans’t for ME you wouldn’t be anything. You are becoming the Kane that no one could give a shit about. I mean look at your son chris… He’s getting all this recognition, and Freya behind the booth well she get’s some acknowledgement but then there’s you who is slowly ticking away. You are nothing more than a shell of what you were… And spoiler alert that wasn’t much to begin with. You can tell me that I hide behind women and all the sort but at the end of the day I am doing whatever it takes to gain an advantage. Doing everything in my power to gain that win. Something you honestly don’t know anything about.
Todd shakes his head before he turns his attention back to Brad.
Todd: You upset at Jenny and I on your television set? I think you are a little upset that the focus is becoming heavily on the Williams and little Bradley has nothing going for him.
More slow clapping. Brad doesn’t let up on this one either. It goes on for a good 15 seconds before it comes to an end.
Brad: Wow, nothing huh? I guess all those World Titles, selling out arenas, didn’t mean anything. No sir. Starting from nothing and becoming a millionaire means I didn’t accomplish anything. And you think I don’t do what it takes to win? Look at my old tapes, Todd, just look at ‘em. They don’t lie. I’ve done things I’m not proud of, my sins, and I’m trying to fix them. So please, just please, watch some tape before you run your mouth like you know something about me.
Now Brad begins to smirk.
Brad: But hey, we all can’t spend the last few years following the Knite family like they got a carrot up their ass.
And a wink.
Brad: As far as your little thing with Jenny goes? It’s not jealous, I’d rather see wrestling than you acting like some overrated video game character. Though overrated seems to go hand in hand with you and that video game guy, I suppose. I mean, after all, without me, you’d just be saying lame ass catchphrases like pizzow or whatever the hell it is. Do yourself a favor and shut up, put down the shovel you’re digging your grave with, and accept what you have coming at Fearless.
Todd raises an eyebrow before he snaps his finger. when he does Fiona walks away and returns back with a kendo stick which she hands to Todd. Todd holds it tightly staring at it before he smiles at Brad. He acts like he is going to hit him to see if he would flinch but Brad doesn’t do any of the sort as Todd grins.
Todd: Whether if it’s a bad ass sith lord holding a red lightsaber or as a video game character holding the mighty Masamune… The message regardless is still the same Brad. The message still ends up with me cutting somebody down. Beating down senseless. I find it amusing that you were the mighty Reckless Jack… The mighty man who was this bad ass wrestling in these extreme matches… I believe it was some shit called the Master of Horrors match… Yet it doesn’t mean anything because I am a Bad Ass… I don’t just have to say it… I actually go out and do the thing…Let me ask you something. What’s to stop me from beating you senseless with this kendo stick right now. What’s to stop me from snapping my fingers again amassing the troops surrounding you and jumping you into oblivion… You are the one who interrupted MY interview… What is preventing me from unleashing my anger upon you right now?
Brad: Oh, I don’t know… this…
Brad reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a mask. It’s the mask of Reckless Jack.
Brad: You see this mask, Todd, this represents the part of me that hates, that wants to destroy. You, Todd, are coming close to making me put this mask on. You want to bring up the old days, the extreme days? Todd, you know I put a railroad tie through my brother’s hand. I put an old friend through a barbed wire cover table because he lied to me. You know what’s messed up about that? I actually get along with them! So… ask yourself, are you really ready for this? Do you really want me to put this mask on? You know the legend of Reckless Jack, you’re provoking him. The more you poke, the angrier he becomes which equals more stitches for you. So you can go ahead and strike me, or you can put that cane down, walk away and think about it.
Fiona throws her hands up as she looks at Todd making a sarcastic afraid expression.
Fiona: Oh know Todd… We have a real bad ass over here!
Todd however sits there and thinks about it all before he looks at Fiona before glancing back at Brad. He slowly lowers his kendo stick.
Todd: ..The myth of Reckless Jack...You think I give a shit on what you did to your brother? Do you think I care on what this Reckless Jack can do? It’s al a myth and I don’t think you have it in you to awake anything. Am I supposed to seriously be afraid of you coming off like the Incredible Hulk. I am supposed to be afraid of making you angry?! I call bullshit. It doesn’t matter who you are or what you become because deep down you will still be that same irrelevant Kane…You act like I haven’t been through my share of trials. You might be this aggressive individual but I am a survivor Brad. I was an Intercontinental Champion for 13 months and it ended because my ex wife decided to push me off a ladder when we were having problems. 2 years ago I was beaten down with a baseball bat full of nails and went into a coma for 3 months. I been through a lot of shit and every time I come back harder, faster, and stronger than before. I have a reason to run my mouth and it’s for the simple fact that I can take whatever ANYBODY throws at me. You want to hide behind a mask and bring back something that won’t matter then be my guest…
Todd looks at Brad before he looks away.
Todd: But you will have to do it on some other time. I would love to stay and chat but I really have to go come on Fiona…
Brad shakes his head in amusement yet again.
Brad: If you’re looking for a dick waving contest about who’s been through more, good luck with that. Go ahead, run off. I just want you to hit me. Please, hit me with that stick, Todd, Just do it. Show how much of a man you are, HIT. ME.
Todd however throws the cane away before he grabs his wife by the hand he begins to walk away but stops short before he turns away and pushes her right into him. He grins before he picks up his cane backing away.
Todd: In due time Brad… In due time… I will hit you on my time not yours.
Brad shoves Fiona down to the floor, not really caring for her own well being.
Brad: Then cower away. The real deal would take his shot, prove what a man he is. Not spew that crap at me. Throwing a woman at me. The real deal, you’re not.
Todd however doesn’t even bother to go back for Fiona as he simply walks away holding that stick close to him. Fiona slowly sits up as she holds her arm up in pain as she stares at Brad.
Fiona: I...I… I will be going now…
She says before she crawls away
John: The following match is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!
"I Stand Alone" by Godsmack begins to play and then the lights come back on and we see Ashley Chase standing between two golden waterfall pyrotechnics. She has her back to the crowd and has her arms extended to her sides extending her golden cape which has Ashley Marie Chase in black letters across the cape.
John: Coming down the aisle weighing in at 120 lbs and hailing from Beverly Hills, CA...ASHLEY MARIE CHASE!!!!!!!!!!!
She finally turns around and wraps the cape around her and makes her way down the aisle and gets to the ring.
Ashley slowly walks up the steps and stands on the apron and leans forward and then whips her head and her hair back and does a sexy pose to the roar of the men in the crowd. She then climbs into and then Ashley walks over to every corner and climbs to the second rope and raises her arms in the air as the crowd gives her a good reaction. Ashley finally removes her cape and gives it to the ring girl and then walks to the corner and gyrates as she awaits the match to begin.
Mark: Newcomer Ashley getting a good reaction from this crowd tonight, something I doubt we’ll be saying about her opponent.
Freya: Chase has a tall order tonight, but an upset tonight could really jumpstart things for her in SVW.
The lights fade to a pale pink, and the screen comes to life with heavy static, showing a silhouette of a woman moving slowly towards the foreground. Mocking feminine laughter erupts over the speakers, bleeding into the driving guitars of Jet's "She's a Genius". The images on the screen shift, melting away as though doused in acid. Images flash, showing a petite blonde woman dominating both men and women in the wrestling ring. Some of these scenes are very blurry and it's hard to tell if the woman is even Nessa or someone who just vaguely resembles her.
My girl is ready to take control
She just blows my mind
She only listens to the radio to see who's alive
Yeah!
John: Making her way to the ring now, hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada and accompanied by her manager and love of her life, Alex Houser... she is the woman you LOVE to hate... CANADIAN BITCHSAUCE... NESSA WALL!
Nessa Wall steps out at the top of the ramp and stands there for a moment, staring straight ahead at the ring while a series of pink and purple pyros explode along the ramp. She then spins and is caught in the strong arms of Alex Houser as she fakes a swoon, seemingly at her own awesomeness.
She wakes up scared of getting old
She don't feel no shame
She knows so many pretty boys
but they are all the same
Tossing her hair over her shoulder, she seems completely oblivious to the attention of the few supporters she does have in the crowd. She knows every eye is on her, and she loves every minute of it. The rain of pyros follow the pair down to the ring as Nessa plants a very lewd kiss on Houser's lips before letting him escort her the rest of the way to the ring, pausing to talk trash to fans along the way.
They said "Oh, hey there girl, tell me what do you do"
She says "um, nothing but I'm damn sure it's more than you"
That girl is a genius
Who o o o o ohw
I think she's serious
Who o o o o ohw
As the driving rock beat of Jet continues to rape every ear drum in attendance, Nessa climbs into the ring and immediately comes to life, sprinting across and jumping up on the turnbuckles in the corner. Thrusting her fist in the air with one hand, she presses her palm to her lips and blows a kiss to her devoted manager with the other before hopping down as her music fades out.
Mark: Nessa’s been having some problems with her friends Leona and Mika recently, but that should be a non-issue tonioght as she goes head to head with Chase.
Freya: A good singles opponent to beat up could be just what Nessa wants right now.
The ref calls for the bell and we begin. The two women lock up and Nessa quickly locks in a cravate headlock. She taunts the fans as she locks it in. Ashley goes for an elbow to break the hold, but Nessa scooches her adbomen back to dodge it. As Wall seems pretty pleased for herself, Chase grabs her arms and twists Nessa’s hold off of her head, breaking free and reversing it into a reverse hammerlock. Nessa immediately backs up into the ropes to break the hold and somersaults forward. Ashley charges as Nessa stands up, but Wall catches her with a high dropkick to the face!
Mark: Back and forth action as both women start to get a feel for each other here.
Freya: Both women have a very similar ring style combining technical skill with speed and flying ability. Right now Nessa’s proven to be a bit in front of her competition.
Wall gets up and taunts the fans some more before picking Chase up by the head and locking heri n front face lock. Chase blocks Nessa’s suplex attempt, then she does it again and reverses the hold into a northern lights suplex on Canadian Bitchsauce!! Chase bridges for the pinfall!
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T-NO!!
Wall kicks out very quickly with a pissed off look on her face, seemingly unhappy with the recent turn of events. As Chase gets up, Nessa kicks her in the gut and hips her into the turnbuckle before running after her and nailing a running back elbow.Nessa holds Chase in the corner with one arm while delivering forearms with the other.
Mark: A nice counter by Chase, but she could not capitalize on it. Nessa is dictating the pace of this match and staying in the driver’s seat.
Freya: Each vicious shot keeps Chase dazed and allows Nessa to use her devious mind to come up with new ways to keep the advantage.
Nessa then grabs Chase by the hair and runs her face across the top rope away from the corner. Wall stops in the middle of the ring and whips Chase into the far ropes before delivering a deep arm drag on the rebound. Nessa holds Chase on the mat and drives her knee into her skull while applying an armbar. Chase refuses to give up however and Nessa removes her knee, turning the armbar into a hammerlock. Ashely maneuvers her way into a sitting position as Wall keeps the hold on. Chase then manages to elbow Nessa in the face and get her to break the hold to the crowd’s delight. Chase gets up and looks to get Wall but Nessa counters with a spinning heel kick that knocks Chase back to the mat!
Mark: Every time Ashley gets some momentum, Nessa has an answer. Wall is stonewalling the SVW newcomer here tonight!
Freya: Not to mention the nastiness of some of Wall’s moves, like scraping Chase’s face on the ropes earlier.
Nessa screeches at Chase now, getting back up and stomping on the Californian. Ashley tries to get back up and Nessa grabs her by the head before setting her up for a bulldog. Nessa tries to run forward, but Chase counters and pushes Wall into the ropes.Nessa goes for a front kick on the rebound but Ashely hits the mat and slides underneath the kick. When Nessa turns around she’s met by a nasty side uppercut from Ashley. Chase then grabs Wall by the head and hits Nessa with her own bulldog! The crowd cheers now as AShley pops back up to her feet and runs at the ropes before hitting a lionsault on Nessa’s back! Chase rolls the Canadian over and hooks the leg for a pinfall!
1
2
THR-NO!!!
Mark: Series of big moves but it’s not enough to put Nessa away!
Freya: That was a lot closer than Houser thought it should ever get though. judging by his reaction on the outside!
Indeed, Alex Houser has lost his shit on the outside, shouting at the ref. The official is distracted by Houser as Chase pulls Nessa up, but Wall rakes her in the eyes and then grabs her hair before driving her into the mat with a X factor! Nessa rolls Chase up and Houser lets the ref go just in time for him to make the count.
1
Nessa puts her feet on the middle rope!
2
THREE-NO!!!!!
Mark: NESSA TRIED TO CHEAT BUT CHASE KICKED OUT! And Wall is livid that Chase still survives despite her and Houser’s antics!
Freya: Yeah, but Ashley still isn’t in control and if Nessa can keep her temper she’ll just wear Ashley down until she can’t kick out anymore.
Nessa picks Ashley up now by her hair despite the ref’s warnings. Nessa puts her in a front facelock and picks her up before nailing a nasty implant DDT into the mat. Wall looks proud of herself as Chase holds her head in pain. Nessa stands up and drops an elbow across the neck and shoulders of her opponent, but suddenly Nessa’s focus turns to the entrance ramp as she gets up.
Freya: What’s Nessa looking at? She needs to stay focused on her opponent!
Mark: Look who is coming down the aisle!
Nessa is yelling at the rampway as Leona Vega comes down to the ring. Nessa is shouting at her to leave. Saying this match is none of her business. Leona puts her hands up in protest. The camera catches Vega saying that she isn’t doing anything, but Nessa starts screeching at Leona to leave. Wall goes up to the ropes and points down at Leona, shouting now….
...and then then Chase nails Nessa with a forearm to the head from behind and rolls her into a victory roll pin in the middle of the ring!
1
2
THREE!!!!!
Mark: SHE DID IT! CHASE GETS THE PIN!!!
Freya: Nessa was so distracted by Leona coming out here that she let Chase sneak up on her and get the victory!!!
Mark: HUGE win for Ashley Chase to start letting her build momentum here in SVW.
The fans cheer as Nessa pounds the mat, having a temper tantrum in the ring. Ashley Chase heads up the ramp with her hand raised high while Houser tries to console his girlfriend, but Wall has lost it as Leona watches her in the ring from the outside.
Mark: There is serious dissention in the ranks between Nessa and Leona! How the hell are these two going to coexist as part of a three woman team with Mika?
Freya: I think this group may be in serious trouble when they face the tag champions and Hayley Dark on Aggression next week! I don’t see how they’re going to walk out with a W.
We cut away from the ring as Houser still can’t get Nessa under control.
Dirty Hands
Crystal Hilton stood backstage in the locker room area as her hands were resting upon her hips. She had a look of disappointment on her lips as Cassandra Paxton stood next to her. The microphone in her hands as she looked into the camera and started to speak.
Cassandra: Ladies and gentlemen my guest at this time is no stranger to having the cameras and spotlight on her. I give to you the one and only Rose Goddess Crystal Hilton. Crystal we are just going to go straight into it. On Aggression last week we all witnessed your tag team partner Stephanie Sullivan turning her back on you. Have anything to share on the matter?
Crystal open’s her eyes wide up as she just shrugs her shoulders. Her eyes look deeply into the cameras as she slowly begins to speak.
Crystal: Do I have anything to share? First and foremost I feel hurt Cassandra. She is not just a tag team partner but she is a woman that I consider to be a sister. She is my best friend. The two of us went through so much growing up in Detroit with one another. I remember when we first met one another in high school. I was a sheltered individual having little to no friends after leaving St Anne’s All Girls Middle School into attending Martin Luther King Jr. High School. I was mocked and ridiculed every day of my life and who was it that took a stand for me? It was Stephanie Sullivan. I love Stephanie so much and we been through so much in our lifetime together. She is the GodMother of my child, and yes she did have an affair with my husband… and it took some time but I forgave her for it…
Crystal thinks about things before she let’s a tear shed and continues to speak some more.
Crystal: But what she is doing now… I honestly just don’t understand it. What could have happened that could have caused her to do that to me. After being there for her supporting her through the thick and the thin, she just flat out beat me down with a chair last week. I don’t know what she is trying to accomplish but I am not going to retaliate, I am not going to pay her back the favor. I am a firm believer that the power of our friendship will overcome and her and I just need a sitdown. So that we could work all of our problems out… As I said Stephanie is like a…
Before Crystal can even finish that sentence that is when she is blindsided by Stephanie Sullivan. With a chair in hand she swings it as hard as she can against the back of Hilton dropping her to the ground. She throws the chair to the side before she yanks Crystal off of the ground. Holding her by the head as she slams her head first into one of the lockers. Crystal covers her head in pain as Stephanie drives boot after boot right into her former best friend’s head. She offers a wicked grin as she spots her best friend screaming in pain. She bends down lifting Crystal’s head up.
Stephanie: Oh what’s wrong Hilton? Didn’t expect this? Didn’t expect to be a victim of circumstance? Didn’t expect to be embarrassed by the woman you considered to be a best friend on television? Don’t worry the fun has only just begun…
Stephanie rises up as she looks around offering a glance as she spots a mirror on the wall. She places her hands passionately on her hips as she flicks her hands through her hair as she slowly begins to speak.
Stephanie: Oh look it’s the object you love so much… A mirror….. Mirror mirror on the wall who is getting their ass handed to them… Oh what’s that mirror it’s the Reflection of Perfection… But mirror I don’t see a reflection of perfection… I see a reflection of a God Damn Dissection. Don’t worry you will see what I mean.
Stephanie smiles as she yanks Crystal up off of the ground and without any cause of concern she rams Crystal head first right into the mirror shattering it into pieces. Crystal grabs her head in pain as Stephanie hovers over her. She spits on Crystal before she walks away grinning. As EMTs quickly run into the room.
Stephanie: I am done here… Call the ambulance… You can remove this bitch from the arena…I have an interview to get ready for for and my hands they are kinda dirty…
Stephanie stares at her hand as Crystal’s blood is stained on her hands. She grins before wiping them down on Crystal before she leaves the room. Leaving the EMTs to do their magic.
The New Zebra
Max Walker is shown standing by, and the man beside him gets quite a pop from the crowd. Max smiles as he hears it.
Max: This man needs no introduction. And just this past week, we found out that my guest at this time will have a very special role in the SVW Championship match at Fearless. Let’s take you back to Aggression this past Monday night in the closing moments of the main event.
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The fans booed to a deafening level as Mileena & Stacey celebrated on the ramp before the video wall came to life, causing the fans to go from boos to cheers as they saw Nick Flaherty shaking his head in disgust.
Mark: Hang on a minute!
Nick: Hey Stacey….
The Dream Killer and her entourage spun around to see Nick.
Nick: I made you a promise. I said that if you don’t return the SVW Championship to its rightful owner tonight, you would regret it. I see you chose not to listen to me.
Kelly: I get the feeling Stacey’s about to get put on Nick’s equivalent of the naughty step….or given a time out or...you know, however you punish a kid in todays world.
Stacey gave him a bird, telling him the title belonged to her.
Mark: It is certainly NOT Stacey’s title, I don’t care what she says.
Nick: So at Fearless, here’s what I’m going to do. You will face Rebecka Hate one on one for the SVW Championship. And after what I saw tonight, it’s clear to me that we are going to need...a little reinforcement. So allow me to introduce to you the special guest referee for that contest…..
Stacey’s eyes fell to the ramp itself as the special referee stepped out onto the stage dressed in a referee’s attire, arms across their chest.
Nick: WENDIGO!!
Stacey went ballistic as she stared up at the referee. Wendigo seemed slightly amused at her reaction as he stood tall at the top of the ramp.
Mark: Well well well…..Nick promised she wouldn’t like the results….and I’d say having a man she hates more than life itself as the referee at Fearless….Stacey’s snapped!
Kelly: No love lost there and I think Stacey might have gone from the frying pan into the volcano.
Mark: Wendigo knows all of Stacey’s tricks, and I’ll tell you what, I think the Dream Killer just saw her hopes of becoming a two time SVW Champion flash before her eyes!
Stacey was beside herself as her entourage tried to calm her down.
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We cut back to the live show as Max turns to Wendigo.
Max: I’d like to get your reaction to what we saw last Monday night in that footage.
The Canadian smiles.
Wendigo: Well, I think the stripes suit me, I’m surprised Stacey didn’t burst a blood vessel with the way she reacted to me stepping out onto the ramp. But hey, Nick gave her a warning, she didn’t listen and now Stacey has to live with the consequences of that.
Max: Well it’s been no secret that she is not a fan of this. Word has it she has said you would be biased towards Rebecka all the way to questioning why a special referee is needed. How do you respond?
Wendigo: If she was a fan of this, then it wouldn’t be a punishment for disobeying her boss would it Max?
His smile gets a little bit broader.
Wendigo: How do I respond though? Well, I’d say she should maybe redirect some of that energy from complaining into the match itself; it’ll do her a lot more good in the long run. Secondly, I think part of the reason for is that she knows I’m not a Billy Phelps that she can try and intimidate; that she knows I won’t take any of her bullshit, that I’m wise to all her dirty tricks. That’s why Nick decided to ask me to referee this match, because having fallen victim to her schemes for most of last year, I’m not about to get hoodwinked by her. As for me being biased? Why would I be? I respect both these women. I have history with both these women; they’ve both had unkind things to say about me, they both ended my SVW Championship reigns in similar circumstances.
He shakes his head.
Wendigo: No. I don’t have a favourite in this at all. I’m calling it as I see it and calling it down the middle. And I’ll be keeping it fair….so if Christian or Tiffany decide they want to get involved then I’ll do what I have to do to stop them.
Max: Do you expect one of them to get involved? We’ve seen Tiffany show no issue with it, but I haven’t seen Christian interject himself.
Wendigo: Like I said Max, I’m not playing favourites in this match. Tiffany and Christian want to cheerlead from ringside, I’ve not got a problem. They want to go further than that…. I’m not saying either one will - despite what history might suggest - but that it would be a bad idea too.
From there, we go to a commercial for Fearless, featuring the SVW Championship match between Rebecka Hate & Stacey!
John: The following match is scheduled for one fall to a finish and is a tag team contest.
Two sea eagle cries are heard before "Rise" hits the sound system. Mika and Leona come from the backstage when the song makes its halt to come back with a stronger beat. Mika raises her right hand in the air with the index, middle and ring fingers fully extended upwards, as Leona lets out a loud war cry. White, blue and red pyros shoot behind their backs as they pose. The two women then strut to the ring and waves to the booing crowd. Once inside the ring, Leona taunts the crowd by roaring at them, while Mika again does her three-finger taunt, dissing and waving the crowd off.
John: Introducing first at a combined weight of 311lbs, the team of Mika Demidov and Leona Vega...INTERNATIONAL INCIDENT!!!
Mark: A big match for International Incident as they look to build momentum ahead of their big SVW Tag Team Title opportunity at Fearless in a couple of weeks time.
Freya: Both with reasons to dislike one of their opponents tonight, Chris Kane - if they needed any additional motivation. He beat Mika to become the SVW Pride Champion and Leona wound in possession of certain photo’s of him I think she’d rather have not received.
The opening guitars to “Trial of Champions” by 3 Inches of Blood begin to fill the arena. People get on their feet as the lights dim down to go along with the drums with strobe lights going insane. This continues on until vocals of begin. The lights kick back on to see Those Damned Kane Boys, Brad on the left and Christopher on the right.
John: Introducing their opponents, weighing a combined 401 lbs, fighting out of the Kane Family Dojo in Miami, Florida… Those Damned Kane Boys!!!!!
The father and son walk to the ring slapping hands along with the way with Christopher acting the more amped up. When the duo reaches ringside Christopher jumps into the ring with Brad going up the ring steps. From there they both go to different turnbuckles and flash the metal horns before hopping down and giving each other a high five.
Mark: A good opportunity for the Kanes to climb the Tag Team ladder tonight. Any time you can get a win over the number one contenders can’t hurt your case.
Freya: Lets not forget they’re also looking for momentum. These two and KO/TO have some trash to take out at the PPV - namely the Williams Dynasty.
Philip Rivers calls for the bell as Brad and Leona start off the match the two wrestlers circling each other for a moment before Brad darts forward only for Leona to catch him coming forward with an armdrag takedown. Quickly Kane comes to his feet getting knocked back into the ropes thanks to a leaping knee to the head from Vega. As he bounces off the ropes into Leona’s clutches and finds himself monkey flipped to the canvas. Landing on his back he rolls onto his side and pushes up to his feet, only for Vega to kip up to her feet and charge across the ring rebound off the rope and look to land a jumping justice fist. Brad though sees it coming, steps to one side and catches her arm, dragging her down to the canvas as he looks for a crippler crossface that Leona quickly reacts to and scrambles out of the way to the ropes before it can get locked in.
Mark: Leona getting the best of the opening exchange but almost found herself caught out by the veteran.
Freya: Veteran’s just a polite way of saying Brad’s old and has been around the block a couple of times.
Mark: And a very Happy Birthday to Brad who turned 35 recently.
The two wrestlers come to their feet and Brad grabs his opponent’s wrist attempting to send them in for the ride, only for it to be reversed. As the older Kane hits the ropes, Mika lashes out with a side kick that catches him in the lower back. As he stumbles away holding the point of impact he turns towards the woman on the apron with fire in his eyes and fires off a roundhouse kick aimed at Demidov’s head, only for the Russian to duck underneath and avoid the impact. Turning his attention back to the middle of the ring, Leona’s waiting for him with a high kick to his head that knocks him back into the International Incident corner. She starts to light him up with a rapid fire volley of kicks into his midsection. Finally she takes heed of the referee, stopping the kicks and instead wraps her hands around his throat. Rivers gives her the five count, getting the break on four as she backs up with her hands raised allowing Brad to step out of the corner before she goes on the attack, leaping onto the top turnbuckle and onto his shoulders in one movement before snapping off the hurricanrana. She makes the cover.
Mark: Leona and Mika are working well together tonight, showing a lot more cohesion than we saw from Leona and Nessa recently.
Freya: They were just chalk and cheese, but tonight we’ve got cheese and another type of cheese and Leona’s got the first pinning attempt of the night.
One…
Two…
...THR-
Brad kicks out, but gets no time to recover as Leona hooks his head in an inverted DDT clutch, moving back into her corner and tags in Mika. The Russian scales the turnbuckles and jumps off into a double foot stomp into his stomach as Vega hits the DDT. Demidov makes the cover while her partner rolls out underneath the bottom rope.
Mark: Quick tag and Mika with another quick cover.
One…
Two…
...THRE-
Freya: Close! But Brad’s a proven tough cookie and you’re going to have to wear him down a lot more than they have so far to pick up the win.
Kane once again kicks out, sitting up and getting a dropkick to the chest from Mika sending him back to the canvas. Rolling over onto all fours Mika punts him in the chest and drops back, waiting for him to get to his knees before charging forward and looking to drive a big boot into his face only for Kane to move his head out of the way, catching her leg and sweeping out her standing leg as he quickly comes to his feet. Holding her legs, Kane attempts to lock in a Texas cloverleaf submission but doesn’t even manage to get her turned over before the Russian superstar kicks him off. As Mika tries to come to her feet, Brad throws himself forward into a koppu kick that catches her in the back of the head and knocks her back to the canvas. Demidov tries to get back to her feet quickly only for Brad to leap forward once more and hit an STO. Rolling her over he makes the cover.
Mark: There’s the experience from Brad Kane on display once more. One minute he’s on the back foot, the next he’s in charge and with a chance to put the match to bed!
One…
Two…
…
Freya: He only gets a two count on this occasion, but he’s not going to let up here. Mika’s going to be in a world of hurt if she can’t put the brakes on him.
Mika kicks out of the cover and Brad pulls the blonde to her feet and stumbles her backwards into a neutral corner with European uppercut after European uppercut. As her back hits the pads, he raises a finger to his lips asking the crowd for silence and as the cheers start to dip, he drives a knife edge chop into chest; the crowd “WOOOOOOO” on impact. Rearing back he lands another, to another “WOOOOO”. As he brings his hand back for a third, Mika flashes a hand out towards him and jabs a thumb into his eye. As Brad wheels away holding his eye, Mika follows him, grabbing his arm and launching him into the turnbuckle with a hip toss - his back striking first as he slumps down and lands on his head, folding up in the corner. Demidov backs up and charges forward into a hesitation dropkick into his midsection. He rolls out of the corner and Mika dives on top of Brad for the pin.
Freya: Hip Toss of Doom!!! And this time it might actually deserve to be called that after Brad got dumped on his head!
Mark: Innovative offence from Mika that’s for sure and Brad needs to tag in Chris badly.
One…
Two…
...THR-
Rivers calls off the count at two and a half as he spots Kane’s leg resting on the bottom rope. Mika shakes her head, pulling him up to his feet and into a pumphandle slam in the middle of the ring, dropping once more to make the pinfall and hooking the leg.
Mark: Pumphandle slam and he’s nowhere near the ropes to save him this time!
Freya: This could well be the match for International Incident and this performance will certainly give the Queens something to think about.
One…
Two…
...THRE-
Before the official can complete the count, Chris enters the ring and makes the save, dropping an elbow into Demidov’s back before he heads straight back to the apron, trying to rally the crowd behind his father with his back to the ring. Mika stalks behind the young Kane and dropkicks him square in the shoulders to knock him off the apron. Rolling to her feet Mika runs at the legal Kane, catching him in the side of the head with a knee before she bundles him through the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. She turns around, just in time to see Chris Kane having returned to the apron leap onto the top rope and take off, catching Mika with a missile dropkick that sends her to the canvas. Rivers immediately gets in the Pride Champions face and orders him back to his corner. Chris backs up, keeping an eye on Mika who comes back to her feet and charges forward, leaving her feet with a flying forearm; Chris pushing Rivers to safety as he takes the flying forearm and the two begin to exchange blows. The official desperately trying to restore order only to find it near impossible to step between the two.
Mark: Brad’s sent to the outside and Mika’s going after Chris!! Rivers has lost control of this match!!!
Freya: Think Mika’s looking to get a little payback after losing her Pride Championship to Chris but he’s giving as good as he gets right back.
On the outside Brad Kane gets to his feet and eats a dropkick thanks to Leona launching herself off the apron. Vega is quick to her feet and charges at Brad as he sits up hitting him with a front flipping neckbreaker. Once more the Mexican is quick to a vertical base and pulls Brad to his feet and attempts to Irish Whip him towards the ring post. Kane though has other ideas, countering the move and yanking Vega towards him, lifting her up and dropping her face first with a flapjack into the top of the steel ring steps. Rolling into the ring underneath the bottom rope he gets to his feet and walks over towards the brawling pair, grabbing Mika by the shoulder and spinning her around straight into a chest blower. As Demidov staggers around, Chris springboards off the ring ropes and drives her head first into the mat with a DDT. Brad makes the cover, Rivers slow to get into position as he ushers Chris to the outside.
Freya: Vega’s head bounced off the steel on the outside and I don’t think Mika was expecting to see Brad come into the ring behind her.
Mark: You’re right, I think she was expecting Leona to take care of business on the outside and get them a decisive advantage.
One…
Two…
...THRE-
Mika rolls her shoulder and Kane shakes his head, asking Rivers for the three but only getting the two confirmed to him. Getting to his feet he heads for the corner and tags in his partner. With both of the Kane boys in the ring, they approach the rising Mika and hit her with Stereo dropkicks that send her falling, stumbling backwards and through the ring ropes, somehow landing on her feet on the outside. As she tries to get her bearings, Brad bounces off the ring ropes and charges forward, diving through the ring ropes and catching her with a Tope Con Hilo. Mika sprawls into the barrier; Brad moves out of the way and Chris follows him through the ropes with a Tope Con Hilo of his own, crushing her against the steel of the barrier. Getting back to his feet, Chris takes hold of her blonde hair and rolls her back underneath the ring ropes. The SVW Pride Champion hops up onto the ring apron and somersaults over the top rope, hitting a leg drop across her throat and transitioning through into the pin with the leg hooked.
Mark: Good teamwork being shown by the Kane boys now and Mika’s on the receiving end of it.
One…
Two…
...THRE-
Freya: Two and a half! Mika only just keeps this match alive. Chris is in the driving seat and he’s looking to run over Mika. The Williams Dynasty can’t be liking what they’re seeing here.
Mika once more rolls her shoulder in the nick of time, only to be dragged to her feet by Chris Kane who hooks her head and delivers a snap suplex. Once more he brings her up from the mat with a handful of hair and into a short knee that knocks the air out of her. As she doubles over he double underhooks her arms and sends her overhead again with a suplex. On instinct Mika rolls over and starts to push up to her feet only for Chris to catch her with a stiff front kick into her gut and then spike DDT’s her into the canvas. Kipping to his feet, Chris heads quickly for the top rope, points to the Heavens before he flies through the air and connects with an elbow drop to Mika’s heart, making the cover on her.
Mark: Huge elbow drop straight into Mika’s chest and Chris is showing no signs at all of slowing down.
One…
Two…
...THRE-
Freya: Close. So Close. Come on Chris, keep this going and you and Brad have got it in the bag.
Leona comes into the make the save, stomping down on Chris’ head two, three, four times before Brad comes into the ring and damn near out of her boots with a thunderous lariat. As she rises to her feet he wraps his arms around her and throws her down to the canvas with an Exploder Suplex, Vega rolling to the apron. Brad returns to his corner as Chris drags Mika to her feet once more, applying a front facelock and walking her back over to the Kane Boys corner and making the tag. Brad comes into the ring and delivers an ax handle smash into Mika’s back, sending her down to her knees. Brad follows it up with a knee to her face and as she gets up he bounces off the ropes into an axe kick to the back of her neck that knocks her into the mat. He makes another tag to bring in Chris as Brad leaves his feet to hit a Mud splash, rolling away in time for Chris to springboard off the top rope and land a headbutt to her chest. Pushing her shoulders back down to the mat, the younger of the Kane Boys makes the cover.
Mark: More good teamwork from the father/son duo.
Freya: Quick tags. Double team offence and this cover might be all it takes.
One…
Two…
...THREE!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Rivers immediately waves it off as Mika’s body spasms, bringing her shoulder up off the mat. Chris shakes his head, questioning the count but only for the referee to tell him again that it while it was close to a three, it was still only a two count. Nodding his head, Chris heads for a neutral corner, climbing to the top turnbuckle and shouts at Leona as she moves down the apron towards him, stopping halfway as she returns his insults before Rivers intervenes ordering her back to her corner. The Mexican Lucha Libre ignores him, continuing the jawing with Kane, finally heading back to her corner as the referee issues her with a further instruction. Straightening up on the top rope, Chris Kane gets his balance and flips backward for the moonsault landing squarely on Mika Demidov’s knees as she brings them up with impeccable timing. The teenager flops on the mat, holding his stomach; Mika rolling onto her front, breathing deeply. The two start to rise simultaneously, Mika using the ring ropes to get vertical and getting beaten to her feet by Kane. As Chris advances on her, Leona steps through the ropes and gets cut off by Rivers and Mika takes full advantage of the distraction hitting a low blow on Kane, followed by a rake of his eyes. Leona steps back out to the apron as Demidov rolls Chris up into an inside cradle pinfall; Rivers checking that Vega has hold of the tag rope before turning back to the ring and diving into position to make the count.
Freya: Low blow like that is going to stop any guy in his tracks and now the Inside cradle.
One…
Two…
...THRE-
Before the three count, Chris manages to shift his weight, rolling the cradle so that Mika’s shoulders are flat to the mat. Rivers alters position to check the new pinfall.
Mark: Mika tried to steal the match but Chris has it reversed!!
One…
Two…
...THRE-
Mika kicks out, rolling away from her opponent and diving to make the tag. Leona comes in and charges at Chris as the teenager pushes up to his knees and attempts a Shining Wizard only for Chris to pull his head out of the way at the last second. As Leona lands on her feet with her back to Chris the teen leaps up and delivers a reverse facebuster to Vega, bouncing the back of her head of the mat. The two come back to their feet, Leona a second ahead of her foe and she looks to strike first, leaving her feet for a jumping roundhouse kick. Kane manages to get his arms up to block the shot but still staggers to one side and Leona follows up with a high kick to the side of his head, knocking him into the ropes. As he bounces off them, Vega grabs hold of his wrist and yanks him forward into a jumping short arm lariat, that he ducks underneath. Vega lands on her feet as Chris leaves his and delivers the Hit By A Hurricane tornado kick. Somehow Vega manages to keep her feet underneath her but only for Chris to springboard off the ropes and plant her into the canvas with a Tornado DDT. Getting back to his feet, Chris heads for the corner, climbing to the second rope and leaping off for a 450 splash right into Leona. Staying on top of her for the cover he hooks both legs, Brad Kane coming into the ring to cut off any potential interference from Mika as Rivers slides into position.
Mark: EXPLODING HYPERNOVA!!! Brad’s daring Mika to try and make the save!! This has got to be over!!!!
One…
Two…
…
Freya: WHAT THE HELL?!?! Which stone did they crawl out from under?!?
The three count never comes as Chris finds himself pulled out of the cover and to the outside courtesy of Maia Lopez and Fiona Williams nee O’Dalaigh - the two women having come through the crowd. As he lands on his feet the two members of the Williams Dynasty immediately set about him with right and left hands raining down on his head, the teenager trying to fight them both off and having little success. Rivers immediately calls for the bell. In the ring, Brad’s attention is taken by Todd sprinting down the aisle, the Kane in the ring waving him forward only for him to stop at the bottom of the entrance ramp. So complete is his focus on Todd that he doesn’t notice David Williams walk through the timekeepers area and slide into the ring behind him. With a shit eating grin, Todd tells Brad to turn around only for Brad to refuse and get turned around by David who immediately delivers a headbutt, sending Kane to the canvas.
John: The winners of this match, by way of disqualification, the team of Brad and Chris Kane...THOSE DAMNED KANE BOYS!!!
Mark: The Kane boys might have won the match but they’re getting mugged at the hands of The Williams Dynasty! Looks like Todd wants to try and make certain Brad doesn’t make it to Fearless!!
Freya: He’s at the hands of a giant in there, but Brad’s never had a problem playing David to somebody’s Goliath. He just needs his slingshot.
As Rivers tries to stop the assault, David gives him a headbutt of his own, sending Rivers rolling backwards into the corner, dazed and confused. Immediately David pulls Brad up and onto his shoulder powerslamming him into the mat and once more pulling Brad up into a full Nelson as Todd climbs the ring steps and through the ropes into the ring. Brandishing brass knuckles on his right hand, Todd seems to stretch out and delivers a stiff right hook into Kane’s ribs, a left and another right follow the first shot. As he backs and measures Brad Kane the crowd explode into cheers as Ryan Sheffield and KO/TO sprint down the entrance ramp. Sheffield slides straight into the ring and spins Todd around as he starts to skip forward for the superkick and instead gets an uppercut to his jaw.
Mark: Here comes the cavalry though!! The SVW Defiance Champion going straight after Todd - a man he’ll be facing one on one at the next Aggression!!!
Freya: He didn’t come alone and Claire’s showing no fear at all!!
Right next to him is Claire Black who makes a beeline for David Williams, the big man pushing Brad off to one side as the boxer sends a shoulder into his midsection and wails away with precision right and lefts into his midsection. The big man clubs her across the back with a forearm that sees her knee hit the mat for only a flash before she gets her footing again and continues to throw fists that actually see David take a baby step backward and pieface her away.
Mark: Claire’s throwing some of her best shots though and they’re having almost no effect on the behemoth!!
Freya: She’s just keeping his attention right now and allowing Serafina and Ryan to get on with business!
The final member of KO/TO slides straight through the ring, catching Maia Lopez to the side of the head with her foot, knocking her back into the barricade, landing on her feet, Serafina begins to let her educated feet do the talking, laying into Lopez with a series of Muay Thai kicks and knees. With it now being a fair fight, Chris Kane starts to get the upperhand on Fiona, tying her up into a cravate hold and peppering her body with knees before he puts everything he’s got into an Irish whip that sees her hit the post and spin to the floor. In desperation Maia rakes Serafina’s eyes and staggers away down the barricade trying to regroup only for DeCaro to recover first and charge at her, hitting a clothesline and sending her into the crowd.
Freya: Maia sent right onto the back foot by Serafina, the Buddhist didn’t look like she was letting up on her for a second.
Mark: She evened up the odds on the outside and it was all Chris Kane needed against the inexperienced former weather girl.
Meanwhile in the ring, Ryan has Todd in a whole heap of trouble as he traps him in the corner and packs everything he’s got into the uppercuts to the jaw, that actually sees Todd leave his feet for a split second. On instinct Todd lashes out with a kick catching Ryan right between his legs, stopping the onslaught - at least from the Englishman, Brad Kane having recovered enough to charge into the corner and catch him with a flying forearm. Dropping his shoulder, Brad looks to drive it into Todd’s gut only for the man to catch him with a knee to the face and drops to the mat, rolling to the outside.
Mark: Todd looks to have had enough from Brad Kane and Ryan Sheffield, he’s making a strategic retreat and regrouping his troops on the outside!!
Freya: He’s not going to have anywhere to run at Aggression or at Fearless. He’s going to have stand there and take his medicine!
From the pieface, Claire rolls back to a vertical base and raises her fists, getting on the balls of her feet as she begins to dance forward towards David and use all of her training, picking her shots as she ducks and leans out of the big man’s reach. She starts to put together combinations that seem to have little effect; the big man standing there and smiling as she lands the blows even though his replies only seem to catch air. Claire though remains undaunted and finally gets her reward as she ducks inside a wildly swung shot and explodes upwards catching him in the jaw with an uppercut that wipes the smile off his face and sends him off balance. Getting a shout from Brad Kane she nods her head as both her and Brad leave their feet as Ryan skips forward and catch the giant with a double dropkick and superkick to the jaw, sending him reeling towards the rope, Chris Kane jumping up and pulling it down to lowbridge him to the outside. Serafina and Chris join the other three in the ring, Ryan and Brad inviting Todd - who is retreating backwards up the ramp with his arm around Fiona - to come back in, Claire challenging David to another round as Serafina and Chris keep a look out for a returning Maia Lopez.
Freya: Oh my God!!! Claire had him rocked with that uppercut. Took a lot of effort to work the opening but she took full advantage!!! Serafina was convinced earlier tonight to agree to make it no DQ at the PPV and that might be the last thing this group want after tonight!!
Mark: It took a group effort from four individuals to get him out of the ring, but David Williams has been toppled tonight! If they didn’t before then the Williams Dynasty know they’re in for a fight come Fearless!!
As the Williams Dynasty regroup on the entrance ramp, the camera cuts back to the Kane Boys, Ryan Sheffield and KO/TO stood in the middle of the ring before heading elsewhere.
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Thanks, Anders!
We are shown a graphic for the upcoming match later tonight between “Pain Train” Penny Buchanan and Anders Stark before we are shown footage from last week when Anders shared his thoughts at Aggression. From there, we head backstage and find Benjamin Brown joined by the Defiance Champion.
Ben: The rematch between Penny and Anders is still to come here tonight. But as you can see, I’m joined by the man who is tasked with overcoming them both at Fearless in order to retain the SVW Defiance Championship, Ryan Sheffield. And Ryan, Penny was awarded this match because of her defeat of Anders at When Worlds Collide 2 at the end of the year. Between that night and tonight, would you say Penny has upped her game in the ring since then?
Adjusting the title belt on his shoulder, Ryan shrugs.
Ryan: I don’t know if I’d say she’s upped her game. Penny has always been a pretty formidable foe and a dangerous woman to face. Anders might like to characterise her as a knuckle dragging brute; some kind of SVW version of King Kong brought in as little more than a circus attraction - and that’s his choice, if I were him I’d pick my words more carefully given how she tossed him around at When Worlds Collide 2. His isn’t a view I share - and even if I did, I certainly wouldn’t after watching her drive a 450lb man right through the ring. I respect Miss Buchanan for her talents and abilities and for having a fighter’s spirit. I’m not taking her lightly; I’ll be wary of her when we step into the ring. But I still have trust in myself and confidence in my abilities to know that I can take her down and leave the United Center with the Defiance Championship.
Ben: You mentioned what she did to David Williams inside one of the most destructive cage matches I’ve ever seen. Penny was awarded this chance because she defeated Anders in December, even though it wasn’t an official SVW show. If she can do that to David Williams, I don’t think she will have a problem throwing yourself or Anders around. What advice do you have for Anders going into this rematch tonight?
Ryan grins.
Ryan: I’m pretty certain Anders has his own ideas and probably won’t listen anyway. But if it’s me in that ring with Penny tonight, I’d hit her hard and fast and move before she has a chance to react. Use all the ring. Like she says, she’s a fighter, she doesn’t want any more distance between herself and her opponent than the length of her arm. If she could have this match in a phonebooth then she’d be as happy as a pig in mud.
Ben: I understand you’ll be ringside to see this match in person a bit later. But I would be remiss if I didn’t mention your upcoming match next week at Aggression. You’re facing the leader of the Williams Dynasty, Todd Williams. This is a man who has caused quite a bit of problems for your friends, including KO/TO when his faction tried to put Serafina on the shelf. He’s been looking to get into Defiance contention for several months now, dating back to when Lyn Dallins was carrying that title. I’d like to get your thoughts on this match, as I’m sure you have no particular admiration for Todd.
The Sheffield born wrestler rolls his eyes.
Ryan: He’s a worthless excuse for a human being. I’d call him slime, but if slime found Todd Williams stuck to the bottom of its shoe, it would give it a look of disgust and try to find somewhere to wipe him off without having to touch him. He’s a disgrace to this business, to fathers everywhere - even deadbeats, and to his gender. He’s trying to make a name for himself and in doing so he’s hurt two of my best friends. At Aggression next week, this ‘Sheffield Fuckwit’ is going to beat him the way any right thinking person who’s had to spend any time listening to him should want to. And I just hope that I drop him hard enough and often enough on his head that it brings him out of this awful 1970’s stereotypical Blaxploitation B movie he forces us to sit through each week and forces him to join us all in the twenty first century.
We are next shown a graphic to advertise for that match come Aggression. And then, we cut to commercial.
We are shown a clip from When Worlds Collide 2 as the “Pain Train” defeats then-Defiance Champion Anders Stark to a roar from the crowd. And from there, a video package highlights the triple threat match at Fearless between those two and the reigning Defiance Champion in Ryan Sheffield. After that, the show cuts back to the ring.
John: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Mark: I remember it well the night Penny upset the former Defiance Champion last December! She cemented herself into this title picture. Anders may have taken her lightly that night, but I guarantee he won’t tonight! Joining me for this one is the man meeting them both at Fearless, the Defiance Champion Ryan Sheffield.
Ryan: Good evening Mark, thank you for inviting me to offer my insight on this match. Always nice to get a chance to scout future opponents up close.
“This is the last time that you'll ever see us
After this you're gonna go blind
This is the last time that there will be a last time
After this nothing will run
Cuz I'm the LAAASSST HERO! I'm your ooonnly HOPE!
And you got a lot to fear, but as long as I'm here-oh
I could be your HERO!”
“The Last Hero” by XV plays out over the speakers and as the rap verse kicks in Anders Stark walks out onto the stage dressed in his black and blue ring trunks and a black t-shirt that reads “Fuck Your Respect” in plain white letters on the front. He extends his arms out to the sides as the crowd showers him in boos at the top of the ramp
John: Hailing from Tampa, Florida by way of Syracuse, New York, he is...ANNNDDEERS STAAAARRRRK!!!!!!
The music continues as Anders turns around and walks backwards at the end of the ramp with his arms out. He turns around at the end of the ramp and walks to the ring steps slowly before climbing them and getting in the ring. He goes to middle of the ring and taunts the crowd until the music dies down.
Mark: Anders had one hell of a diatribe to share just this past Monday at Aggression, but tonight there is no time for talking. He needs to prove to the world he can beat Penny, but most of all, he needs to prove it to himself!
Ryan: Everytime someone gives Anders a microphone he provides the perfect cure for insomnia. He can certainly talk the talk. Let’s see if he’s actually learnt anything from the last time though or if he still thinks he just needs to show up and his natural ability will get him the win.
The lights dim as the drums start, guitar rumbling through the arena as Pain Train Penny stands at the end of the ramp with a mix of joy, and a hunger for violence. Joined at her side by Gabriel Chance, arms crossed.
I'm gonna make you, shake you, take you
I'm gonna be the one who breaks you
Put the screws into you , yeah my way
Yeah, come on, come on, come and make my day
Make my day
John: Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada. Making her way to the ring accompanied by Gabriel Chance, “Pain Train” Penny Buchanan!!
With that and a somewhat frightening smile Penny makes her way down the ramp, with Gabriel not far behind. Walking slowly the big Texan alternates swatting hands of fans and snarling at them almost playfully as she marches slowly to the ramp. Every step reminding those around her just how big and strong she really is.
Yeah
Got some hell to pay you , I steal your thunder
The joy of violent movement, pulls you under
Ooh bite the bullet, well hard
Yeah, but I bite harder, so go too far
Too far
The amazonian brunette climbs into the ring almost methodically as Gabriel walks around the ring. Penny suddenly charges to the corner climbing up and pumping her arm, looking out at the crowd. "Pain Train's comin'!" she roars before hopping down from the corner, extremely eager to lay down some pain on her opponent.
Mark: That woman right there is a beast! No two ways about it. The last time we saw Penny in the ring, she powerbombed 450 lbs. of David Williams through the mat! She won’t have nearly as much trouble throwing Anders around.
Ryan: Or me when it comes to it. Anders did me a real favour losing that match at WWC2 didn’t he? Still that’s the beauty of this sport, finding a way to overcome your opponents advantages and force them to fight on your terms instead.
Referee Mickey McGuire calls for the bell as the fans have already begun a chant for the Pain Train throughout the Cajundome, which brings a smile to the Texan’s face. The two meet in the center of the ring as Anders extends his hand into the air, challenging Penny to a test of strength. The Pain Train’s grin grows wide as she looks to the fans in a bit of disbelief before she reaches up for his hand, but Anders catches her with a boot to the gut instead. A second one follows that and then a third before Stark backs her into a corner. He lowers his shoulder and begins to drive home shoulder thrusts into her stomach one after another. Four of them in a row find the mark before he grabs her leg and begins to pull her back out of the corner. Penny hops on one foot towards him before he sweeps the other leg out from under her and drives an elbow into her knee, turning it over into a single leg Boston Crab.
Ryan: I’ll give Anders his due, as much as he talks, he’s not a complete moron and going for the leg is going to make it a lot harder for Penny to get her base and use that power she’s got.
Mark: Now this is a smart strategy, in my view. If you can keep her down, you avoid pretty much everything she has to offer. If Penny stays on her feet, no good will come of that.
Anders cranked back on the leg as Penny reached forward finally and grabbed the bottom rope. McGuire called for the break and Anders broke at three. Getting back to his feet, he took off for the near side ropes and caught Penny with a senton backsplash as she was about to sit up. He quickly hooked her leg as McGuire fell into position.
ONE!!!
TW---!!
Penny shoved him off with both hands, nearly sending him through the ropes to the floor before Anders caught himself and began to get back to his feet.
Mark: That cover might have been a little premature, Ryan. I think it’s going to take a little more than that to keep Penny down for a three.
Ryan: You’re not kidding. You’ve really got to wear a powerhouse like Penny down, she’ll do a lot of benchpress in the gym and she can use that when covered to escape - and almost throw you out of the ring.
Stark got back to his feet and began to put the boots to Penny, using a double ax handle blow to her back when she rolled to her hands and knees, trying to drive her back into the mat. He went to grab her leg again, rolling her over to her back before she brought her knees into her body and shot him off backwards with both of those legs into the corner. Penny climbed back up to her feet as Anders recovered quickly and took off out of the corner towards her. She caught him coming in and countered with a sidewalk slam into the canvas. Anders clutched his back in pain as Penny started to get back to her feet. She shook her leg a bit, trying to work off the earlier damage before she pulled Anders back to his feet. Buchanan buried a pair of knees into his abdomen before she hurled him into the corner by the throat. Stark hung in place for a moment before Penny dropped down into a three point stance and hit a massive shoulder tackle in Stark’s body, lifting his feet off the mat and nearly doubling him over her shoulder on impact.
Ryan: Holy crap...Note to self, don’t let Penny trap you in the corner, not unless I want internal organ trauma.
Mark: I’ll tell you what. When that woman gets some speed behind her, she really is like a locomotive. And Anders can attest to that right now as his intestines just got introduced to his spine off that shoulder tackle!
Penny stepped back into the corner with her back against Stark before she made a pumping motion with her hand, like she was pulling the whistle for the train. And with that, she began firing rapid-fire back elbows with both arms into the sides of Anders’ head. At least nine shots connected before she stepped out, and Anders took two steps and dropped face first to the mat.
Ryan: Anders got his one way ticket to LaLaLand punched courtesy of Penny’s elbows. He’s not got a clue whereabouts he is right now.
Mark: It’s like we said. If Penny is vertical, she is damn sure dominant! She’s not a technical wrestler, and she doesn’t have to be. Raw power is what she brings to the table!
Penny pulled Anders back up, firing him into the ropes and taking off right behind him. Stark rebounded as Penny went for a big boot. But the former champion ducked out of the way, and Penny’s leg cleared the top rope and got caught. Stark noticed what happened and quickly grabbed the middle rope and wrapped it around Penny’s foot before she got her leg free. She was immediately jerked to the mat, hanging upside down by her foot as Anders unleashed a flurry of stomps to her head and body as the referee tried to get him to move back so he could free Penny’s foot. He shoved McGuire backwards and delivered a knee drop into her head, sitting on his knees afterwards. And at that point, it was nothing but pure right hands to follow.
Mark: Look at Anders, he’s got Penny all tied up in the ropes. And by God, if he isn’t taking advantage of it! But he can’t beat her in the ropes, he’s going to have to let her out sometime!
Ryan: For Anders this is probably the best time to hit her - she can’t hit him back for a start and given how things have gone so far it’s in Anders best interest to take full advantage whenever he can.
Anders shoved the official backwards again before he delivered a fist drop to her head, bouncing off the near side and delivering a leg drop across her chest. The fans booed as Stark got back to his feet, a scowl on his face as he looked down to Penny. McGuire quickly managed to get her foot untangled from the ropes as Anders dragged her towards the center and went for a cover!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Penny kicked out at two as Anders began to get back to his feet. He measured and delivered a straight right elbow at her head. Penny started to get up as Anders took off for the ropes, catching her with a flying clothesline right before he nipped up to his feet, giving the signal for the tiger bomb.
Mark: He calls that the Hero’s Rise….and he’s looking for the tiger bomb now! He wants Penny to experience a Stark Reality!
Ryan: Against someone like Penny he should just get on with it. She’s the sort of woman who, if given an inch will take an entire marathon. I wouldn’t give her any longer to recover than I absolutely had to.
Anders pulled her back up, sticking her head into position and hooking her arms. He shouted that the Train was in for a Stark Reality.
Mark: I’d stop talking about it….. And do it if you can!
Ryan: I’m sure he can lift her up - if he gets the opportunity. I’m equally certain if he doesn’t Penny will make him pay.
He went to hoist her up into the air, but Penny raised up with Anders hanging upside down over her shoulder! She reached behind her with one arm, securing his head before she left her feet and drove him head first into the canvas as she hit the mat!
Mark: Anders landed right on top of his head!! Can you imagine what that had to have felt like when Penny left her feet and planted him while she had him on her back upside down?!
Ryan: His entire life probably flashed past his eyes.
Penny reached across and hooked his leg for a cover. McGuire fell into position.
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Anders managed to get his shoulder up just at three as Penny shook her head.
Mark: I’ll give the devil his due, I don’t know how Anders kicked out, but he did! This is what you and he both will have to look forward to come Fearless!
Ryan: Tell me about it, I really can’t thank Anders enough. Still, not to state the obvious but if I can avoid the power game my chances improve exponentially. If I don’t I end up looking like Anders does now.
Penny climbed back up to her feet, thrusting her fist into the air as the fans knew exactly what was coming next. She stood over Stark, reaching down to pull him up and plant his head between her legs.
Mark: You know what’s coming! One Pain Train Powerbomb!!
Ryan: I can’t look...well I can coz it’s Anders Stark and there’s no-one who deserves it more.
Penny hoisted Anders up, extending her arms before she planted him into the mat with a jack-knife powerbomb! Stark’s body bounced off the mat on impact as the fans roared in appreciation!
Ryan: On the plus side, the ring held up. On the negative it just meant he had something to land on after he bounced.
Mark: Game over! Penny just needs to cover him!
Buchanan crawled over her and made the cover before the referee fell into position.
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
Penny rolled to her knees with a smile as the referee noticed Anders’ leg under the bottom rope. Buchanan got back up with her hand in the air before McGuire began waving it off.
Ryan: McGuire’s called it off!!! And that might just take him off Stark’s Christmas card list. Especially if Penny bounces him off the mat again.
Mark: Anders had his leg under the bottom rope….. Penny thinks she’s won. Stark is unconscious! He hasn’t moved a muscle!
The referee got Penny’s attention, pointing to where Anders’ leg was. The Pain Train shook her head and held up her hand to ask if they wanted to see one more.
Mark: The referee just told her what happened, and Penny’s taking a poll apparently! One more powerbomb? I think the answer is yes! He’ll never survive two!
Ryan: So...me and Penny one on one at Fearless. I’m okay with that.
Penny pulled Anders up, only for him to drop back to the mat. She pulled him up a second time and locked him into position for the powerbomb! She raised her fist into the air and hoisted him up onto her shoulders.
Mark: Anders doesn’t have a clue…..
Ryan: He’s a dead weight, just like humping around a sack of potatoes for Penny.
Penny extended her arms to lift him a bit higher before Anders raked her eyes with his fingers. He rolled through behind her into a sunset flip! McGuire dove into position as Anders put both of his feet on the top rope!
Mark: WAIT!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
Stark quickly rolled off the cover and out of the ring, staggering backwards and nearly falling to the canvas as he raised his hand in victory.
Ryan: SonovaBitch! The ropes save him once then play accomplice and McGuire’s none the wiser. He’s stolen this one from Penny.
Mark: Stole is right! Stark has pinned the Pain Train with the help of the ropes!
Penny got back to her feet, telling the referee about the ropes but McGuire didn’t see it. Anders thrust his arm into the air from the floor as Penny stormed towards the ropes to go after him. Stark doubled back up the ramp as Penny’s face was none too pleased.
Mark: Anders picks up the win….and he’s damn sure pissed Penny off in the process! Things may have gotten a lot worse, Ryan. You’ll be facing Anders...and one pissed off Pain Train in Chicago!
Ryan: Lucky ol’ me. Anders keeps doing me all these favours...I really should send him a basket of mini-muffins as a thank you? Hopefully she’ll remember to take it all out on the real villain here.
Mark: At Fearless, the Defiance Championship is in huge Jeopardy! Anders got his win back from When Worlds Collide 2, but he may have opened Pandora’s Box and put Penny into rage mode when she meets you both in the United Center!
Ryan: The job might have just gotten more difficult Mark, but the result is far from a foregone conclusion. Penny’s a very impressive athlete, but I’ll be more than ready for her and Anders come Fearless and Chicago.
Penny’s face is shown before we cut backstage.
SVW Has Not Signed Jigsaw
This Video Has Recently Made It’s Way To SVW Headquarters
A mysterious voice masked by the JigSaw voice is heard through the static and white noise of the television screen.
Voice: So… Do you want to play a game?
There is more static and finally things slowly come into focus as a human life chessboard is now on the screen. The voice offers a maniacal laugh as they speak again.
Voice: What is a game? A form of play or sport, especially a competitive one played according to rules and decided by skill, strength, or luck. That is what a game can be defined as however for me no luck will be necessary. I rather focus on the skill. Being the most crafty being inside of the wrestling ring. Being the one who is willing to take whatever risks are necessary to make an impact and get the job done. Nothing less and nothing more.
The voice begins to laugh as the chest pieces are marked by different signs on them. One sign reads Chaos Champion, Another reads Pride Champion, Another Tag Team Champion, Another Defiance Champion, and last but not least SVW Champion. The pieces start tumbling down to the ground as that voice laughs once again.
Voice: Christopher Kane, Queens of the Modern Age, Nathan Thunder, Ryan Sheffield, and Rebecka Hatred… None of you are protected in the confines of this game. The Midas Touch… Whoever controls that… They control their own destiny. So do you have any idea who I am?
Another voice chimes in masked by the JigSaw voice.
Voice #2: The Game Master?
The original voice laughs again as more pieces start crumbling down to the ground.
Voice: Why settle for simply controlling the game? When I can be the one that changes it… Who am I? The answer to that question is simple… I am SVW’s Game Changer… And at Extreme Prejudice I will make myself known by changing the landscape of SVW…
Voice #2: Do you wanna play a game?
They both laugh together as white noise hit’s the screen ending the video.
Baahh Baahh Black Sheep
As the cameras come into focus we are able to see a figure wearing a black robe with a black sheep on it. That figure slowly turns around and it is none other than Stephanie Sullivan. She chuckles slightly before Miranda Meadows makes her way into contact with Stephanie.
Miranda: Stephanie may I have a moment of your time. Earlier in the night we all saw you viciously assault your best friend Crystal Hilton, which goes hand and hand to your assault on her last week. The only question I have for you is why? Why would you go about doing something to a woman who seems to have put your all into you?
Stephanie raises her eyebrow a bit as she looks at Miranda.
Stephanie: Put her all into me? That bitch had it coming Miranda. I treasured Crystal as a best friend and as a woman I considered to be a sister. Yet this all goes back to her snubbing me from being on her shitty ass Trios Team. It was no longer about the tale of Stephanie and Crystal… Two girls from Detroit trying to take their fight against the world that cast them aside. It was about the Casey Atherton and Crystal Hilton saga. Seeing Crystal hang about Casey Atherton made me entirely sick. Ranging from trying to help her gain a personality to their Byte This Shoot, to the this is your life all the way up to the point of them making noise within the Trios division. Yet where was Stephanie in all of this? Where was the woman who had her back in all of this? No where because Crystal never acknowledged me for anything. It was always about what that stupid Latina cunt wanted and she was out to serve her own selfish agenda.
Stephanie looks at Miranda before she points to herself.
Stephanie: I was supposed to be her best friend! I was supposed to be the woman right by her side! Yet I have to play second fiddle to everyone else around her?! It’s a little ridiculous. One moment Casey is her best friend, the next moment it’s Jennifer, the next moment it’s CCM, or even Penny Buchanan yet I am left to be thrown to the side like I am a used battery. She got her use out of me and now that she is done she is on to better things. Well screw that Miranda you don’t do that to Stephanie Samantha Sullivan. Crystal is an annoying leech. Her only intentions are to suck you dry. When it comes to my son Tyler neither Todd or her even acknowledged his existence. It was always about Brittany and yet that child doesn’t deserve the torment that he has to go through. So when it all became too much. When it all became too much to handle. I did what I had to do and I got rid of the problem...Tell me this Miranda. What has Crystal honestly done for me?
Miranda stands there and before she can answer Stephanie’s sister Allison walks into the room. She offers a long sigh as she confronts her older sibling.
Allison: I don’t know what has gotten into you but without Crystal you wouldn’t have known that you had a sister… Without her…
Stephanie: Without her what? Listen Allison I don’t need to be ridiculed by you. You are the reason to blame for all of this as well. Because Crystal and I would have never bonded together again if it wasn’t for Lyn trading me for you in some student exchange ordeal. You may be blinded by Crystal as she trained you, and she trained me too… But I refuse to let the bitch suck me dry. I refuse to let her rule my life. It’s like she’s out to take everything from me. I used to consider Kate to be a little sister and yet another girl who was deceived by Crystal. I will continuously put Crystal into her place until I rid the wrestling world of her faith.
Stephanie offers a grin as Miranda nods her head.
Miranda: And as far as the fans reaction to what you did last week do you have anything to say to them?
Stephanie looks at Miranda shaking her head in disgust.
Stephanie: You mean them repeatedly telling me the phrase fuck you…. Fuck me? Fuck Me? No No No!!! FUCK YOU!!! I don’t need any of you. The only thing I need is my damn self and whether you want to cast me aside like a black sheep it doesn’t matter anymore. From this point on it’s about getting respect and doing whatever it takes to get it… I think that’s enough for now…
Stephanie runs her fingers through her hair before she leaves the locker room and we fade out to somewhere else.
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Luther Does It All For You
Mark: Well, next up on Uprising we’re going to see more action as--
“Touched” by Vast hits the PA, interrupting Mark. As the camera cuts to the stage we see none other than Greg Pettis, dressed in jeans, a flannel shirt and a tan vest, walks out onto the stage, and he is not alone.
He is not accompanied by who you would expect however. Rather than having his mentor Luther Thunder with him, Greg is dragging what appears to be a young woman out with him. She has neck length brown hair and is dressed in a Rancid t-shirt and pair of jeans. She’s very young, teenage years but closer to a freshman than a senior in high school. The girl doesn’t look happy about the situation as Greg drags her onto the stage by the forearm, but she also appears to be a bit too scared to do anything, givne Greg’s significant size advantage over her. The fans boo as the former ASWG student makes his way down to ringside with the girl in tow.
Mark: Greg Pettis is not scheduled for an interview tonight, folks. I don’t know what he’s doing out here...and I have no idea who he’s dragging along with him, but that poor girl looks terrified.
Freya: She seems familiar in some way, and yet I’m pretty sure I’ve never seen her before at the same time. She doesn’t look like she wants to be here. This situation doesn’t look good, Mark.
Greg points to the ring and intimidates the girl into entering first before grabbing a mic from ringside and entering the ring. The music dies down and Greg starts to speak, grabbing onto the young brunette’s forearm as he does so.
Greg: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight, I am going to bring you all a little bit of truth. I know this has been very hard for a lot of you this month, finding out how your hero Colleen has been lying to you. Learning that the woman you think you love is really a charlatan, living a lie and endangering herself and others for her own personal glory. It’s been so hard for many of you in fact, that you’re in denial. You still cheer for this lying piece of garbage when so many more worthy wrestlers remain. People like Mileena Savage, Mika Demidov, and of course, Luther Thunder, deserve your cheers far more, as these people never lied to you and they continue to put on amazing shows for you every night.
Boos, many of them, a death glare from the girl besides Greg.
Greg: However, I have brought it upon myself to help you overcome your problems facing reality. With me tonight, I have a young lady who knows first hand the treachery of Colleen and the horrors of trying to deal with such a combustible, mentally ill person on a day to day basis. This is Amanda Harmon, the fourteen year old sister of your false legend.
Freya: THAT’S WHERE I RECOGNIZE HER! She looks like Colleen! She must’ve been backstage with her sister today.
Mark: I highly doubt that Colleen’s younger sister would be out here with that scumbag willingly. Something is not right about this, and it’s making my skin crawl.
Greg: Amanda, you know how sick your sister really is, even if these people don’t. You don’t have to protect her anymore, but you should help her. Just like Luther and I are trying to help her. It’s not something to be ashamed of, but Colleen can no longer compete under these conditions and you need to help everyone realize that. You know me, Amanda. You know I wouldn’t be saying these things if they weren’t true. I always have both your best interests and Colleen’s best interests at heart.
Mark: LIAR! SCUMBAG! Damn it, this is wrong! Look at that poor girl! She doesn’t want to be here.
Freya: I have a feeling this is more than just an attempt to embarrass Colleen, Mark. This is all wrong.
Greg: No one forced Amanda to be here tonight. She knows that the issues with Colleen needs to be addressed! She is standing with Luther and I in solidarity!
The young Harmon, for her part, is shaking her head no violently and trying to get Greg to let go of her violently now. Greg tries to get control of her when suddenly.
“And the cracks begin to show….”
Mark: OH BOY! HERE WE GO!
Colleen sprints out of the back in her street clothes as “Where is My Mind” hits the speakers. Colleen wastes exactly no time sliding in the ring and running at Greg.
Freya: I think Pettis may be regretting his decision all of a sudden!
Coll starts to wail on Greg, who lets go of Amanda when attacked. The young Harmon heads over to the turnbuckle to get away as Coll nails Greg with rights and lefts, beating him into the ropes. She’s seeing red as she turns into knife edge chops, delivering three of them before clotheslining Greg over the top rope. The fans cheer as Colleen runs at the opposite ropes in the ring and runs back towards Greg, leaping through the ropes and hitting her former protege with a suicide dive that pushes Greg back into the announce tables hard!!!
Mark: And COLLEEN IS ON FIRE! KICK HIS ASS, DAMN IT! This son of a bitch has gone too far tonight!!!
Freya: Obviously, Greg found Amanda and brought her out here against her will...and he’s paying the price dearly at the moment.
Colleen gets up and pounds her chest as the crowd cheers again. She turns to go back after Greg and then someone else in a black event staff shirt rushes towards the ring.
Freya: Finally, some security out here! I was wondering when they would get here to be honest and where the heck were these guys when Greg dragged that poor kid out here?
Mark: Something tells me Greg might be the one who needs security more than either of the Harmons at this point!
The member of security makes his way to the one sided beat down, pulling the two apart, leaning down as if to check on Pettis while Colleen tells the guy to either take Greg out of here or she will do it herself. Without warning the security guard turns and blasts a shot right at the head of Coll!
Freya: WHAT?!? THE CREEP IS RIGHT THERE YOU IDIOT BEAT ON HIM!
Amanda yells from the ring as Colleen goes down and the security guard starts to lay some heavy boots to the downed victim, making sure she would not get up until he allowed, it he barked something out to Greg who gets up gingerly heading for the ring, giving few kicks of his own and pulls something out from under the ring.
Mark:Table! This guy isn’t here to help Colleen OR Amanda, he’s Greg’s backup! Get some real security here, stop these bastards before…
Pettis sets up the table as Colleen gets pulled up rather roughly, and the mystery man lifts Coll up high, above his head, arms stretched out Greg yells at Amanda to open up her eyes, she tries to come out of the ring to help her sister, only to be grabbed by the former protege.
Freya: NO! YOU CAN’T! SHE WAS HERE TO HELP HER SISTER DAMN YOU!
...and Colleen gets slammed through the table with an unforgiving Crucifix Powerbomb as the mystery man takes off his cap and sunglasses to reveal a more familiar face.
Mark: LUTHER THUNDER! THAT DAMN DUTCH BASTARD! HE SICKED PETTIS TO LURE COLLEEN OUT HERE WITH HER SISTER, THIS HEINOUS ATTACK WAS A SETUP ALL ALONG!
Looking at the twitching and squirming Colleen Luther nods almost like he was proud of the destruction he had caused, he leans in and the yell is clear for the announcer’s microphones to pick up.
Luther:TOUGH LOVE COLL, I TOLD YOU THAT YOU WOULD REGRET IT, I DID THIS ALL FOR YOU!
Freya: That sick son of a…
Mark: No good coward, I’ve never seen shit stacked up that high!
“Are You Dead Yet?” hits the speakers as Luther and Greg back away in silence leaving the ring and making their way slowly up the ramp. Amanda runs over to her sister and kneels beside her trying to see if she’s okay. Some officials come in to check on her as Colleen begins to come to her senses. Amanda death glares up the ramp, but the big men pay her no attention.
Mark: Luther Thunder and that little shit he brings with him to the shows have been doing everything they can to make Colleen’s life a living hell ever since this damn number one contender’s match was announced! This has gone beyond personal!
Freya: Yeah, but there won’t be any damn tricks or ambushes or hiding at Fearless! Luther’s going to have to put up or shut up when Colleen gets her hands on him one on one with an SVW title shot on the line!
Mark: But will Colleen be ready? At this point Luther’s so far deep in her head he should be paying rent! All it takes is a couple mistakes when a man as dangerous Luther is your enemy.
We cut to commercial.
When we come back from commercial break we see that there is an awesome variety of weapons that sweep around the ring of the Cajundome but most importantly there are ladders strewn about everywhere including one in the ring.
Mark: It’s main event time here in Cajun country! The final spot in the Scramble for the Chaos Championship at Fearless is up for grabs! And as you can see, ladders as far as the eye can see here.
Freya: This is going to be the definition of chaotic, and a ladder match with these three involved...there’s not much telling what we are going to see here.
John: The following match... is a Chaos Invitational Ladder Match for the final spot in the Chaos Scramble at Fearless!
The house lights go out as the opening chords of Shinedown’s “Adrenaline” begin to blast out of the speakers. After the second dip in the song’s volume, a solitary spotlight drops its ray of light to the floor. The stage opens up and lifts out a female figure, standing on the centre of the area of the stage with her head bowed, hair covering her face. She is Danielle Arisu.
John: From Kobe, Japan, weighing 135 pounds, DANIELLE ARISU!!!
Danielle takes a moment to allow her surroundings to sink in, after which she begins to head down towards the ring. Once at ringside, Danielle walks up the ring steps and steps through the bottommost rope. Taking a second quick glance around, she then proceeds to her corner, she looks straight ahead with a knowing smirk as the music fades out. She’s brought out with her a chair.
“Because I’m Awesome” by The Dollyrots hits the PA, and Wendy comes bounding out, waving frantically to the fans. She continues waving and bouncing all the way to the ring, where she slides in and jumps around, showboating for everyone and generally behaving like a twit.She then does the same at each of the four corners, before residing to her own corner. In Wendy’s hands however is a can of hair spray...
John: From Toronto, Ontario, weighing in at 171 pounds, WENDY HOUSE!!!
The lights turn off entirely as the sounds of Marilyn Manson’s cover of This is Halloween pulses through the arena. With a loud BANG! They come back on, and Phobos crouches, perched on the turnbuckle. Oddly enough, Phobos has a small bag in hand rather than weapons like Danielle and Wendy.
John: Entering standing at 5’7, and weighing in at 166.6lbs...from parts Unknown, The Lord of Fear: PHOBOS!!!!
With all three competitors in the ring they all look at each other, Wendy and Arisu in their corners and Phobos on his... Perch. Slowly but surely the three break their glances at each other to look up at the briefcase hanging overhead, swinging gently to and fro. Arisu immediately glances between Wendy and Phobos before she glances up at the ladder and moves towards it. She takes a swipe at Wendy with her chair and when she turns around on Phobos he opens the bag and tosses its contents at her... A bunch of roaches! The general reaction of the crowd is one of disgust and slight horror as the insects seem to catch Danielle in the face and in her hair. With a great deal of disgust, Arisu drops her chair and the Lord of Fear begins to walk towards House now, covered in a few roaches himself. Wendy reaches into her pocket and flicks a lighter before she sprays the hair spray! A ball of fire sprays and nearly burns Arisu’s hair and Phobos’s mask as they both drop to the side to duck and cover.
Mark: Good Lord, we’re not fine minutes into this thing and Wendy just launched a fireball towards Phobos!
Freya: Wendy isn’t taking any chances, she is a little disturbed by Phobos. And when you think about who Wendy is….that’s saying something!
House takes this opportunity to run up the ladder and climb the first few steps as Arisu beats at her hair for a few moments to make sure there’s no more roaches or its not on fire before she climbs the opposite side of the ladder. The two women begin to battle back and forth atop the ladder once they make it there, throwing lefts and rights up at the top. Danielle catches House off-guard by biting her in the nose before she tries to headbutt her to finish the job. Wendy pulls her head back slightly and Arisu misses. Wendy follows this up by screaming “Rock!” and decking Danielle Arisu in the eye, “Paper!” and chopping her in the throat, then yelling “Scissors!” Before she viciously jabs her index and middle finger in Arisu’s eyes! Wendy takes another step up and reaches for the briefcase until the ladder begins to teeter. Her eyes go wide as Phobos shoves the ladder and sees both women fall! ...Both House and Arisu land not-so-comfortably on the ropes, both women straddling them which leads to faces of agony as Phobos begins to laugh heinously and... Sing off-key in German, quite discordant at that.
Phobos: Ringelringelreihen, Wir sind der Kinder dreien, sitzen unter'm Hollerbusch...
He finishes the song with a well placed chair swing to the back of Wendy’s head, sending her out of the ring.
Phobos: Und machen alle Huschhuschhusch!
Freya: I hope he doesn’t quit his day job, whatever that is.
Mark: I’m a terrible singer, and I’m not convinced Phobos is any different. And...what a nasty shot with that chair!
Arisu gets pulled off the ropes and forced a few steps up the ladder though no one can say for certain what The Lord Of Fear is trying to do as he forces Danielle half-way up the ladder until it becomes apparent as he hooks her legs in a rung and holds the back of her head on one of his shoulders. He looks to quite honestly decapitate her with the use of his shoulder alone before but the very moment that she’s about to go for the ride she begins to fight out of it with the use of her elbow into the back of the Lord of Fear’s head time and time again. She gets a modified headlock from her position and gets her feet free before she kicks off the ladder and swings herself into a twirl. Phobos ends in a spinning cutter of Arisu’s design before she rolls out of the ring dips under the apron. She quickly pulls out a box of thumbtacks that she empties all over the ground before she goes back in to fetch the Lord of Fear.
Mark: Thousands of thumbtacks and Phobos is gonna feel them up close and personal!
Freya: Knowing that freak, he’ll probably like it! That guy’s a whackjob, Mark.
Wendy begins to get herself back up as she spies Phobos and Arisu going back and forth. She begins to look back and forth for a weapon, asking a fan if they could spare a straw from their drink so she can ‘pokes somebodys aye out’. As House clamors for a search for a weapon, disappearing under the apron completely after crawling on all fours and slipping away the camera cuts to Phobos roaring in Arisu’s face and digging his fingers in her to get her off of him from sending him over the rope and onto the bed of thumbtacks on the cold ground. She hits a swinging backfist to stun the Lord of Fear for a moment before she shoots a series of kicks to his chest, forcing him back on the offensive. Arisu picks up the discarded chair and throws it at Phobos but he sidesteps! Still, Danielle uses the moment of distraction to execute a roundhouse kick that drops Phobos on his knees. Immediately Danielle reaches and grabs Phobos’s mask, pulling it off to reveal to a shocked crowd...!
...
...
Another Phobos mask?
Freya: How many masks does this guy to wear to the ring?
Mark: Phobos is prepared for anything, and well protective of his identity. I’d focus less on what his face looks like and be trying to win this match, if I were Danielle!
Arisu looks beside herself as she stares down at Phobos who looks back up at her, tilting his head to the side and looking as though he’s smiling. The camera zooms in on the mask that Arisu is holding to show a snake was somehow concealed inside of it. She doesn’t seem to realize anything is amiss until the snake begins to wrap around her arm and a woman in the front row screams bloody murder! Her eyes widened as she threw the mask down and took a slight jump backward where the snake and the mask landed harmlessly on the mat. The Lord of Fear takes the opportunity and grabs Arisu by the head, sending her face-first into the chair and laying her out. Quickly Phobos takes the snake and pets it before he puts it back in the spare mask, rolls outside and... Puts it right on the timekeeper's table, a few feet away from Freya at the commentary table.
Mark: Freya, I’m glad that’s sitting over there next to you.
Freya: I don’t want this fucking thing near me!
At this point Phobos goes back into the ring and this time the Lord of Fear gets the ladder straight before he takes a few steps up but at this point Wendy reappears with an innumerable amount of objects that could be weapons in the right hand at least. She drops down a wrench, a toolbox, a kitchen sink pipe and a flashlight but drops it all when she sees Phobos climbing!
Wendy: NOES!
House gets in the ring and Phobos hops off the ladder, closing it and shoving it on House’s head but... Strangely it doesn’t hit her in anyway. Instead Wendy House’s head peeks out through the closed ladder rung as she stands up straight. With a wide smile, House begins to pretend she’s an airplane propeller as she sticks her hands up through the other ladder rungs and begins to rapidly spin around the ring, clocking Phobos in the head with the ladder and then sending the the Lord of Fear out of the ring and right onto the thumbtacks! He begins to roll around in agony but House continues to spin around and around just in time for Danielle to get up and get clipped by the end of the ladder, cutting her forehead open with one nasty gash as she slumps against corner and her eyes roll back, stomach rising and falling.
After a few minutes (and fans clapping in sync with Wendy’s spinning) she finally stops and drops the ladder off of her person, laughing merrily though House is obviously quite dizzy. She tries to shake the cobwebs and set up the ladder but Arisu, like a woman possessed uses the last of her current strength to pull herself on top of the corner and TOP ROPE CROSSBODY Wendy House as she holds the ladder! sandwiching the ladder between her own ribs and Wendy’s, taking both women down!
Crowd: OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
After a few moments its the implacable Arisu who gets to her feet, even bloodied and beaten and she looks up at the briefcase as she tries to get herself to stand up straight.
Freya: Sickening sound of Arisu sacrificing her own body to take out Wendy!
Mark: I’ll be damned if Danielle doesn’t want to be in this match! She is literally putting everything on the line to make it to Fearless!
...And suddenly...
“HAVE YOU HEARD THE NEWS?! BAD THINGS COME IN TWOS,
BUT I NEVER KNEW... ABOUT THE LITTLE THINGS!”
The entire Cajundome begins to rain down boos as The Scarborough Fair’s entrance music hits and there come Mickey and Raquel in ring-gear, moving towards the ring with purpose and a ladder under their arms. They shove the ladder in and both women point at the briefcase holding the contract for the final spot in the Chaos Scramble. They both eye the weakened Danielle and fallen Wendy and shoot a glance at each other as the crowd continues to rain boos down on the two for ruining the match. Raquel hops off Danielle’s leg to hit a shining elbow, while Mickey hits Wendy with a superkick to the knee when she begins to get up. With both women sure to stay down and a well place dropkick to Phobos as he tries to climb back in the ring. This only makes the Lafayette crowd boo harder.
Mark: Can someone tell me what on Earth the Scarborough Fair have to do with this match?!
Freya: The Fair march to the beat of their own drum, Mark!
Mark: Yeah, the little wind up monkey with a snare drum!
Raquel and Mickey climb the ladder and once the two reach the top they seem to agree putting a hand on it and pulling it down together. However once The Scar-Fair get a hand on it... The briefcase begins to move out of reach, closer to the commentary table without going out of the area within the squared circle. Mickey and Raquel jump down from their perches and push the ladder closer near an edge of the ring before they begin to climb again... Not seeming to realize that someone is coming through the crowd and hopping over the barricade... To the cheers resounding of the Cajundome. Raquel and Mickey seem to assume is cheers for them!
...Suddenly on the video wall appears the image of Violetta Flaherty inside the Production Truck with the controls for the hook that holds the briefcase. Letta has a rather satisfied smile on her face. The Scarborough Fair only realizes at the last second before Gabrielle Crimson slides in the ring and SPEARS the ladder that The Scarborough Fair are on! The ladder begins to tilt towards the commentary table...
Freya: Now Vivid Colors is here! I’m willing to bet they came to get some payback on the Fair!
Mark: This is the most batshit ladder match I’ve ever seen! But the Fair nor the Colors can win this match, they’re---INCOMING!!
Mark & Freya dive in separate directions as the bodies on the ladder plows straight down into the Uprising commentary booth!
CCCCCCCRRRRAAAASSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Neither member of The Scarborough Fair move after going through the commentary table as Gaby looks down at the damage and looks back at Violetta who waves at her tag partner. Crimson leaves the scene, back into the crowd as the video wall cuts off Vivid Colors effectively end any interference of The Scar Fair for the rest of the night. Back to the action, Phobos has gotten himself back in the ring while both Wendy and Danielle are trying to gather themselves from the dual attacks landed on them but The Lord of Fear picks his target carefully, finally deciding to work over the least damaged competitor in the match as he grabs Wendy and shoves her into the corner turnbuckle before he puts his hands on her throat and begins to blatantly choke her.
Two hands on the throat, pulling her up and trying to completely cut off her air-supply. Not to be without a fighting spirit, House violently tries all manners of getting The Lord of Fear off of her. She jabs her thumbs in his eyes, she tries to headbutt him, elbow him, bite him, anything she’s capable of as the toes of her boots scrape the mat before her face begins to go red as Phobos finally drops her. As she coughs and tries to draw breath, Phobos finally turns his attention back to the ladder... Until Arisu runs him down with a springboard enzuigiri that hits so hard the Cajundome hears it. Arisu works fast as she drags both Phobos and Wendy out of the corner, putting them atop each other before she puts the ladder on top of them, setting it up again.
Freya: Are we still on, Mark?
Mark: I think so… And Danielle Arisu is about to make sure Phobos and Wendy are non-issues as this match rolls on in the ring!
The crowd doesn’t seem too excited for Danielle to win it either but she continues to climb the ladder all the same and gets within arms reach of the briefcase for the final shot of the Chaos Scramble. The ladder however begins to rattle under her as Phobos takes one pair of legs and Wendy takes the other, shaking and gripping at them with Arisu not having quite the leg to stand on. Arisu is forced off the ladder and lands neck first on the ropes as the entire crowd lets out a gasp as she rolls around on the mat, grasping her throat in agony! The pair of House and the Lord of Fear shove the ladder off of them and turn their attention to each other before it devolves completely into straight haymakers before House lifts Phobos up and drives him down in an inverted atomic drop on her knee before she bounces off the ropes and comes back on him with a roaring elbow that drops Phobos to the mat! She’s got him down for a few moments and the second he gets himself back up she hits a vicious knee trembler! As The Lord of Fear goes down from the House Special, Wendy eyes up the ladder on the ground and sets it up before she climbs it.
Inch by inch Wendy begins to get towards the briefcase, her eyes alight as she sees the ticket to Fearless in sight.
Mark: Wendy is inches away from punching her ticket to Fearless!
Freya: And what a hell of a way to make your SVW debut by winning this Chaos Invitational Ladder Match!
Wendy actually gets her hands on the briefcase but Danielle Arisu literally hikes herself up the opposite side of the ladder, refusing to be denied in the slightest. She executes a one-two-one-two-one-two but the speed of her movement nearly knocks the ladder over, instead rocking it slightly to the left and giving Wendy nothing to stand on as she hangs on the briefcase while Danielle Arisu still stands on it. Arisu’s eyes light up and she looks out at the crowd before she leaps right at Wendy House in mid-air and...
Wendy catches her with her legs. House lets go of the briefcase with her arms and turns the grip she has on Arisu into falling powerbomb that drives Danielle so hard into the mat, one of the ropes snaps and comes undone from the turnbuckle! The Cajundome explodes thusly!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Mark: ……...Jesus Christ!
Freya: Danielle Arisu...is dead! There is no way she is going to get up!
Mark: I have never seen anything like that in my life...
Arisu and Wendy both lay on the mat, Arisu looking like she has never been in more agony in her life than now and Wendy gripping her lower back after the landing but she’s still trying to pull herself up. At this point the Lord of Fear has risen up and is standing quite eerily erect as he looks up at the ladder that stands out of reach from the prize hanging over the ring. Phobos however picks his target between the two women and the Lord of Fear picks the ladder up. He drives the side down as hard as he can into the skull of Wendy House! Wendy flops to the mat as the Lord of Fear stares up at the ticket to the Chaos Scramble before he erects the ladder up.
Slowly but surely Phobos begins to climb up the ladder as the fans seem absolutely unhappy at this state of events, booing thoroughly. Yet The Lord of Fear ignores them as he gets to the top and begins to work the briefcase from the cable...
...
And he removes it.
Freya: Phobos is going to Fearless!!
Mark: And you want to talk about a human being who went through a war here tonight! I may not like Phobos, but he damn sure earned it!
The boos rain down as John Youle makes the announcement, Marilyn Manson’s cover of “This Is Halloween” playing throughout the Cajundome.
John: Here is your winner and the final participant in the Chaos Scramble at Fearless... The Lord of Fear: PHOBOS!!!!
And suddenly.... Without any warning, without any reason the lights cut out in the Cajundome and then return and... Phobos is gone. Phobos and the briefcase completely disappear from view, no sign of where the Lord of Fear could have gone with his newly won prize. Yet the cover of “This is Halloween” continues to play.
Mark: If I’m in the Scramble at Fearless….
Freya: I’d keep my eyes on Phobos at all times!
Mark: Thanks for finishing my sentence. Fans, we’ll see you at Aggression. Ryan meets Todd, and will Christopher Kane’s Pride title reign come to an end at the hands of the Firebird?!
The last images on Uprising are the faces of Danielle Arisu and Wendy House before the camera cuts to one of Phobos’s discarded masks with the snake slithering out.
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