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Live from the Palace of Auburn Hills in Auburn Hills, Michigan
May 28, 2017
The SVW logo drops onto the screen one big letter at a time before a boot superkicks it into pieces. From there, we head immediately to what seems to be a talent entrance in the back of the arena before the door swings open, and in walks Demetrius Orlando Crane. DOC gets a mostly negative reaction from the live crowd as he heads inside, dressed in his usual brightly colored suit.
Melissa: We are live in the Palace of Auburn Hills in Auburn Hills, Michigan! You’re watching the 2017 presentation of Fearless, and apparently….the man who just got fired two weeks ago is in the house.
Dante: DOC got his walking papers last Uprising, and I’m a little surprised to see him here at all. But the picture doesn’t lie.
DOC walks with a purpose as he heads into the arena before he is cut off by Benjamin Brown, who immediately races up to him.
Ben: Mr. Crane, what are you doing here? You were fired.
DOC gives him a stare as if he said something rather stupid.
DOC: You don’t think I know that? DOC knows what happened on MY show two weeks ago. But you know what? DOC ain’t gonna stand for it! Because Benny boy, there’s a story that needs to be told! That decision wasn’t made with all the facts, and you best believe DOC got a story to tell!
Ben: Well……..what is it?
DOC: What good does it do telling you? You ain’t got no power to fix anything. Just tell me where either Stryfe or Horton’s office is. They gonna want to hear this!
Ben pointed towards one of the corridors as DOC nods his head, and brushes past the reporter on his way down the hallway Ben pointed out to him. As he walks, Kevin (formerly known as Walter) steps out of another room and stops when he sees him. DOC gives his former bartender a look and keeps walking.
Dante: I don’t know about you, Melissa, but I kinda want to hear the story myself.
Melissa; Uh yeah! Maybe we will!
As DOC gets smaller and smaller while walking away, we cut to the opening music package for Fearless featuring the main event and the Defiance Championship match as well as a few others. The show cuts inside the arena to a roaring crowd as pyro explodes along the stage.
Melissa: We’re starting off hot here tonight in the Palace! Welcome to Fearless! We got a lot going down tonight, so let’s get it going! Take it away, John!
The show immediately heads up to the ring, where we find John Youle front and center with his microphone in hand.
John: The opening contest of Fearless is scheduled for one fall!
Melissa: Thank you for joining us tonight for what should be one hell of a rollercoaster ride, if past SVW Pay Per Views are anything to go by!
Dante: They always tend to be, and what we are about to see probably won’t be a catch as catch can classic.
An array of different noises, along with a low and dull strumming of a guitar comes before the eruption of heavy electric guitar and blasting percussions blares out. Jolyne Dysart comes from the back, moving the entranceway curtain out of her face. She stands on the stage for a moment; “My World” by Emigrate blasts behind her. She nods her head a little to the rhythm of her own theme before she heads her way down the ramp. There is a small bit of the previous rhythm still in her step.
She stops mid-way on the ramp, looking through the crowd. She points upward as the singer sings the chorus, “THIS IS MY WORLD”! With a gungho expression, she chuckles to herself. From there, John goes to make the call.
John: Introducing from San Diego, California, weighing in at 140 Lbs, this is JOLYNE DYSAAAAAAAART!
Jolyne takes a moment to stretch out her arms, soaking in the crowd’s reaction. With a deep breath, she points to the ring and then takes off in a sprint towards it. She easily jumps on the ring apron. In another fluid motion, she jumps over the ropes. From the ropes, she goes onto the middle turnbuckle, ascending it. She then stretches her arms to allow the singer to re-iterate her thoughts. “THIS IS MY WORLD!” Jolyne shouts with the singer as she leaps off the turnbuckle and goes over to her corner, a smile dawning on her face.
Melissa: Jolyne Dysart was robbed of her Pride Championship opportunity, due to the booking of the former Uprising General Manager. She’s looking to change that tonight.
Dante: She’s got her work cut out for her, because her opponent doesn’t really roll alone and she’s already challenging enough by herself.
I'm not the one who's so far away when I feel the snake bite enter my veins
Never did I want to be here again and I don't remember why I came...
The lights in the arena dim and smoke fills the entrance as the first lines of Godsmack's "Voodoo" begin playing. Six well built young men emerge onto the stage carrying a caravan with a throne bolted instead of a chair. The high back throne with the plush seat and backing is sat up on by Mistress Vivi as she looks out amongst the crowd with disinterest.
Candles raise my desire why I'm so far away, no more meaning to my life, no more reason to stay...
Freezing feeling, breathe in, breathe in...
I'm coming back again...
The men carry her towards the ring slowly, making sure to take each step slowly in their loin cloths and little else. As they arrive, they gently place the caravan on the floor before three lay across each ring step. Vivi steps over their backs one by one till she reaches the apron. Two others hold the ropes open for her, allowing her to glide into the ring effortlessly to a growing roar of boos from the crowd.
John: Ladies and gentlemen, now making her way to the ring, she is the Voodoo Queen of New Orleans, the High Priestess of Baron Samedi, the Monster of the French Quarter... the one and only… MISTRESS VIVI!
Melissa: Mistress Vivi won the Rising Star of the Year award here in SVW for 2016. And part of why that’s so relevant is that she used it to knock Jolyne out in their first meeting.
Dante: Yeah, I don’t think I remember anyone using a fan award as a way to win a match before that. Luckily, she didn’t bring it with her tonight seemingly.
As soon as referee Billy Phelps rings the bell, Jolyne takes the fight right to Vivi. Before the dominatrix can turn from holding out her arms for the crowd’s boos, she gets spun around as Dysart starts hammering right hands to her head. The crowd responds well to that as she hammers those shots home, and then fires Vivi across to the far side. As soon as she rebounds, a discus elbow catches her on the jaw that staggers Vivi backwards. A few more rights follow that before she takes her down with a belly to belly suplex. With pure aggression written on her face, she hammers elbows into her head and body before getting back to her feet with the crowd solidly behind her.
Melissa: Boy, Jolyne brought the aggression with her tonight! And I don’t mean the flagship show of SVW either!
Dante: Vivi might have been better served to play less to the crowd, and give more attention to one very determined brunette!
Vivi tried to get to her feet, only for Jolyne to start driving shots across her back and causing her to stumble forward. She got shoved the rest of the way into the ropes before Jolyne delivered a kidney shot that stopped her before snatching her around the waist. A quick German suplex followed that before Dysart rolled through into the mount position, and began to unload with quick rights all over again until the referee finally got her off Vivi.
Melissa: I haven’t seen Dysart like this since she came into SVW. She is absolutely relentless towards Vivi, and to a nicer girl it couldn’t have happened!
Dante: You’re right about that. Vivi has had no answer to any of this, but she’s certainly catching everything Jolyne wants to deliver.
She waved for the priestess to get back to her feet. As Vivi did that, Jolyne darted past her and used the middle rope for a springboard...at least until Vivi kicked that rope and sent her sliding over to it to the floor. Jolyne hit hard ringside, giving Vivi a chance to pull herself together. It didn’t take long for Dysart to climb back onto the apron, with Vivi catching her with a forearm smash to the mouth that almost sent her back to the floor. She hooked her head under one arm, and brought her back in the hard way with a standing vertical suplex. It was Vivi’s turn to show her aggressiveness as she hammered fists into her head before getting back to her feet. The crowd was decidedly against her though, but that didn’t bother her before she yanked Dysart back to her feet. A single arm DDT put Dysart back on the mat before Vivi hooked a leg to make the cover as the referee dropped to count.
Dante: Vivi’s not getting paid by the hour, we got a cover!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Jolyne kicked out immediately after the two struck, and Vivi got back to her feet. As Jolyne started to do the same, Vivi caught her with a hard chop across the chest that rang through the arena on impact!
Melissa: That chop made my chest hurt in sympathy for Jolyne, but Vivi’s gonna have to do more to keep her down tonight.
She fired her across into the corner, causing Dysart to strike back first. Vivi immediately went into a handspring back elbow to the jaw that caught Jolyne flush. She transitioned into a running bulldog out of the corner, driving Jolyne’s head into the mat. With some quickness, she immediately went into a headscissors and rolled onto her stomach to bounce Jolyne’s head off the mat a few times. It brought an amused grin to Vivi’s face before she finally got back to her feet.
Melissa: She’s just trying to embarrass Jolyne with that, but that’s Vivi’s thing. She likes to dominate opponents….as well as her submissives, who are gathered around the ring.
Dante: Looks like a Chippendale’s reunion out here, but they’ve done nothing but show oiled up and chiseled support for her in this match.
Vivi began telling Jolyne to get up, which Dysart finally began to do so. The dominatrix backed up a step, and went for a roundhouse kick to her head. But Jolyne caught it under one arm, and jerked forward into a t-bone suplex! Both women hit the mat as Jolyne tried to get herself together for a moment. She was back to her feet first, with Vivi not far behind her. She spun her around to apply a straightjacket into a double knee backbreaker before rolling over her for the cover.
Dante: That’s the LAW GIVER right there!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
TH-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Vivi kicked out in time, but that didn’t seem to bother Jolyne too much. She jerked Vivi back to her feet, peppering her with forearms to the head. She trapped her arms at her side, and unleashed a series of headbutts to her face before hooking her head for an impaler DDT.
Melissa: Jolyne’s found her second wind, and she’s not putting up with Vivi any longer than she has to in there!
Dysart waited for her to get up, and took off towards the ropes when she did. Vivi saw her coming, and lowered her head. Jolyne rolled over her back to land on her feet before Vivi raised up and pulled Phelps to her….while she caught Jolyne with a mule kick between the legs that dropped her to her knees. Phelps got free of her grip, and had a confused look on his face as Vivi turned back around to her opponent. A tired smile formed on her face as she headed for the ropes herself this time. When Jolyne got back to her feet finally, Vivi connected with the Clothesline from Hell! She immediately dropped to make the cover.
Dante: She calls that THE REMINDER, but Jolyne may not remember it after that clothesline!!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOOOOOOOOOOPE!!!
Dysart got her shoulder up in time, now causing a little bit of frustration to Vivi. The voodoo priestess made it back to her feet, and headed for the corner.
Melissa: As devastating as that looked, it didn’t get the job done. And now Vivi’s heading up to the high rent district, and it’s definitely somewhere she’s comfortable!
As soon as she was on the top, she started walking the top rope before leaving her feet into a somersaulting drop kick…..but Jolyne sidestepped her and Vivi hit the mat instead. The crowd came to life all over again as Dysart pulled herself together. She took off towards the ropes, and rebounded quickly to leave her feet for her spinning Superman elbow that caught Vivi flush as she was getting up! Jolyne lunged across her to make the cover, hooking both legs in the process to the roar of the crowd!
Dante: RAPTOR BOOST!! IT’S OVER!!
But….there was no count! The fans started counting themselves before Jolyne saw some of Vivi’s submissives were on the apron distracting the referee.
Melissa: We spoke too soon! These fuck boys are on the apron, and Jolyne has this won!
Dysart took off towards them, throwing elbows and fists at anything that moved before the referee barely got out of the way. She hammered those shots in, knocking more than one off the apron before Vivi rolled her up from behind with a victory roll! Phelps dropped to count as one of the abused submissives grabbed Vivi’s hands over the referee’s head!
Melissa: WAIT A MINUTE!! LOOK ABOVE YOU, PHELPS!!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Phelps called for the bell as Vivi made it back to her feet, raising her hands in victory with a wide grin on her face. Her submissives were clapping from the floor, at least the ones who weren’t nailed already. But they stopped and started pointing behind the mistress.
Dante: I don’t think the celebration’s ready to kick off just yet, Vivi!
Vivi turned around as Jolyne grabbed her head, and executed a codebreaker that ricocheted her into the ropes and right back into the waiting arms of Jolyne. She scooped her up high overhead for a Death Valley Driver that planted Vivi! She climbed to her feet to a pop from the crowd before Vivi’s submissives stormed the ring to protect their mistress.
John: Here is your winner…………….MISTRESS VIVI!!!
Dante: Great timing, John! She doesn’t look like much of a winner right now!
Melissa: If it weren’t for those oil boys, I think Jolyne had some more punishment to dish out. She’s not happy, and I don’t blame her!
Jolyne shouted down to the dominatrix “We’re not done yet, bitch!” She rolled out of the ring to the floor, shaking her head as she looked back at the ring. She then said “Not by a long shot!” as she headed up the ramp.
Dante: Jolyne says she and Vivi aren’t finished, and I think I believe her!
As Jolyne disappeared to the back, we cut to a commercial for the merchandise shop.
A video package shows the history between Raven Knight and Luci, including her usage of the fireball on Luci’s boyfriend. The show cuts back to the ring with John standing by.
Dante: This….this has been a long time coming for these two. Go ahead, John!
John: The following match is scheduled for one fall to a finish and is for a shot at the SVW Pride Championship!!!
“Just Like Fire” strums out of the system, bathing the arena in blue, red and white lights. As the verse is sung, Luci steps out from the back to a pop from the crowd, a smile on her face as she lifts a hand to them. As she drops her hand, Vincent Belmont comes out to join her.
John: On her way to the ring! Accompanied by Vincent Belmont, hailing from Newcastle, New South Wales, Australia, weighing in at one hundred and sixty pounds, please welcome LUCI!
The blonde begins to make her way down the ramp, smiling all the way down. She stops at the bottom of the ramp and takes a step back, then lunges forward and throws herself under the ropes, popping back to her feet. She takes to the middle of the ring where she raises both arms out wide, spins in a circle and then heads to her corner, where she meets Vincent again, the two talking between themselves as the music fades out.
Melissa: Luci’s been wanting this match for some time, and tonight it’s finally here. She hasn’t forgotten what all Raven put her manager through, and she’s going to do what he can’t!
Dante: There’s a couple ways you prefer never to have an opponent come into a match: emotionally charged is one of them. And that’s Luci, and has been for weeks.
The lights go out completely as the opening guitar riff of ‘Is this the way you get to hell by Stitched up heart’ starts to play. A red spotlight hits highlighting a handbasket sitting on the otherwise empty stage.
Is this the way you get to hell?
Is this the way you get to hell in a handbasket?
You will tear me apart.
You will tear apart my mind, My simple mind.
It's just cause you hurt so bad,
That you end up blind, You end up blind.
Is this the way you… Is this the way you...
Is this the way you…
A second spotlight hits at the entrance to see Raven Knight standing with her arms raised above her head making the bottom of her top raise enough to show part of her taut abdomen. Just behind her Andrew Marx steps out and Raven pulls him towards her for a kiss as boos erupt from the crowd.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
Running from the palms of my hands.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
I didn’t even have a chance.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
Running from the palms of my hands.
John: Introducing at this time...from Providence, Rhode Island,--weighing in at one-hundred twenty pounds, and accompanied to the ring by Andrew Marx, she is the “The Dark Raven:” RAVEN KNIIIIGHT!
I will tear you apart.
I will tear apart your mind, Your simple mind.
It's just cause I hurt so bad,
That I end up blind, I end up with a simple mind.
Is this the way you… Is this the way you...
Is this the way you…
Raven walks out onto the stage and approaches the handbasket with a smirk on her face, suddenly she kicks out sending the basket toppling down the ramp and scattering black rose petals in it’s wake and down the ramp.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
Running from the palms of my hands.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
I didn’t even have a chance.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
Running from the palms of my hands.
Raven walks down the ramp towards the ring with Andy walking just behind her, with her arms raised either side of her and her middle fingers extended towards the crowd. She speeds up as she nears the ring and jumps up onto the apron, sliding under the bottom rope and jumping to her feet in a quick fluid sequence. She raises her middle fingers to the crowd again before going back to her corner and pulling Andy in for another kiss, gathering even more animosity from the crowd as Luci slides out of the ring and heads towards the announce desk.
Melissa: You can see the look on Raven’s face, she doesn’t give a damn about what happened to Vincent. This is all fun for her!
Dante: It may not be as much fun as she thinks it is in a matter of seconds. Raven may be kissing Andy goodbye at this rate.
The assigned official for the match, Rudy Palmer, orders the manager to leave the ring only to get a raised middle finger from Raven as she continues the kiss. Luci slid back into the ring, flipped open the cap on the sports bottle, that she’d retrieved and squeezed hard, spraying the pair with cold water. There was a look of anger in Knight’s eyes as the kiss broke and she charged at Luci, only for the blonde to step towards, drop her shoulder and send her high into the air with a back body drop. Raven hit the canvas and immediately sat up and rose to her feet only for Luci to be right on top of her, catching her around the waist and sending her flying through the air with a release belly to belly suplex. Raven hit the mat hard once more and came back to her feet only for Luci to mow her down with a clothesline. Once more Knight rose to her feet and this time as she did so, Luci tagged her jaw with two forearm smashes. Raven brought her arm up to block a third forearm that didn’t come as Jamieson brought a raised knee into her gut, before she hooked her head and snapped off a suplex that sent her opponent into the canvas.
Melissa: Luci’s been waiting on this moment for some time, her and Raven one on one! She’s got it, and Luci’s wasting no time.
Dante: Every time she looks at her, you can believe that Luci wants to do more damage but she doesn’t want to get into Raven’s kind of fight either.
Once more Raven rolled to her feet only for Luci to deliver a Japanese armdrag takedown that sent the dark haired competitor rolling towards the corner. The Rhode Island native used the momentum to roll to her feet only for the blonde to charge forward and catch her square in the chest with a two footed dropkick that sent her sprawling into the corner. Luci followed up before Raven could recover with three shoulder thrusts into the gut before she Irish whipped her across the ring to the opposite corner. As Knight hit, the Australian chased in hot on her heels and delivered a running knee into Raven’s midriff causing her to stagger away from the turnbuckles and allowed Luci to hook her head and drop her with a swift DDT. The blonde popped up to her feet and as Raven rolled onto her back she dropped an elbow into her sternum and made the cover.
One…
T-
Melissa: That’s not going to work, Raven. Luci’s got way too much left, and like Dante was saying, too much emotional energy to catch her off guard like that.
Palmer completed the one count and Raven kicked out, only to find herself pulled up to her feet by her foe who delivered two knees into her midriff before she scooped her up and sent her back to the canvas with a body slam. The woman from New South Wales dropped back to the ropes and was about to bounced off them into a stumble as Andy Marx swiped at her ankle from the outside gaining himself a death stare from the Australian beauty before turning back to her foe who had sat up and was trying to return to her feet. Vincent Belmont started to stalk around the ring toward Marx, only for Andy to hold his hands up, protesting innocence as the referee ordered them both to return to their corners. While the referee was distracted, Luci tried to bring Raven up to her feet only for the brunette to deliver a low blow to the blonde. Rising to her feet, Knight began to tee off on her opponent with three snapped off jabs to the jaw before she grabbed hold of her wrist and jerked her forward into a short arm clothesline that sent her down to the canvas.
Dante: Don’t let the demeanor and the looks fool you. Raven is a very skilled wrestler, and she can certainly give as good as she gets.
Melissa: It’s like two different stories coming into this. Luci has the anger driving her, and Raven is as cool as a cucumber in there.
Raven kept hold of her wrist as Jamieson pushed upwards to her feet and used her grip to again jerk her into a discus forearm to the jaw. Luci staggered backwards two steps and as she did so Knight drove her boot into the blondes gut with a front kick that doubled her up and allowed Raven to grab hold of her hair and slam her face first into the canvas. The woman from Providence stepped up onto her opponent’s spine as she literally walked over her and to the corner where she pushed up onto the middle rope, watching Luci start to get her feet underneath her before she launches off into a double axe handle blow to her spine, forcing her down to her knees. As the Australian began to push upwards once more the brunette grabbed hold of her opponent by the head and marched her quickly to the corner, driving her face first into the top turnbuckle ten times before she let go, ignoring the reprimand from the official she spun Luci around and delivered a vicious open handed uppercut to the jaw, sending her back against the turnbuckle pads once more before she took hold of the top rope and delivered a series of rapid fire kicks into the midsection, forcing Palmer to use his count to gain separation between the two wrestlers.
Melissa: The referee’s showing a little bravery too. I’m not sure I’d try to get between these two at this point.
Dante: No one wants to see a disqualification, not after everything that has gone on between Luci and Raven.
Raven holds her hands up as she gave her foe a momentary respite at the referee’s insistence before she went straight back on the attack, pulling the blonde away from the turnbuckle pads and sending her across the ring into the opposite corner. As Luci hit the pads, Knight followed her in at walking pace till she was within two steps of her and suddenly lunged forward to drive an elbow into the side of her head, that she then followed up with a series of alternating back elbow shots to each side of her head. The American stepped forward before the referee could make the request and raised her hands in the air, getting booed by the crowd as she fired off a mule kick into the Australian’s midriff. Luci bent forward following the shot and Raven hooked her head, pulled her out of the corner and into a bulldog. Knight rolled her opponent onto her back and as she made the cover she pressed her forearm against Luci’s throat.
One…
Tw-
Dante: See how she had her arm against the throat during the cover? That’s a veteran move, and more proof why Raven is as dangerous with her fireballs as she is with her hands.
Luci kicked out of the pinning combination and gasped for breath only for Raven to float over into the mount position, once more placing her forearm across the blondes throat as she used her other arm to bring down clubbing blows across the bridge of Luci’s nose. Palmer recognised the choke and instantly started the five count, only for Raven to milk it for all it was worth rolling away and to her feet a moment before the official would’ve had no option left but to disqualify her. The wrestler from Providence stalked the blonde as she began to push up from the canvas, waiting for her to rise to one knee before she came forward and delivered a vicious looking shining wizard to the back of her head that saw Luci stay upright for a moment as her eyes glazed over and she slumped forward to the mat. Once more Knight rolled to her back and this time she hooked the leg as she made the cover.
Melissa: The sickening smack of boot leather against Luci’s head could have just knocked her out cold!
One…
Two…
...THR-
Dante: No one would have blamed her if it did, but Luci won’t stay down. I’m positive she’s thinking she’s not just fighting this match for herself right now. She doesn’t want to disappoint Vincent.
On the two and a half count Luci kicked out of the pinfall attempt to a cheer from the crowd and she rolled onto her front as Raven looked with disgust at the referee. As she did so, the brunette wrestler floated over to take the blondes back and took hold of two handfuls of hair that she used to bounce her skull off of the canvas two times before she pressed her face against the mat and ground it back and forth as the referee’s count reached four and the Providence native was forced to roll away. Again the dark haired brawler was quickly to her feet as she advanced on Luci, cutting her off before she could rise any further than her knees with a knee to her chest before she pulled her upwards and into a powerslam position on her shoulder before she moved forward quickly to deliver the move only for the blonde to kick her feet and squirm her body and slip out the back landing on her feet only to launch herself into a jumping knee strike to Raven’s shoulder blades. Knight stumbled forward, only for Jamieson to follow her, lifting her up and dropping her into an inverted atomic drop, holding onto her opponent as she transitioned that move seamlessly into a back suplex that dropped the dark haired woman on her shoulders and the back of her head.
Melissa: Where Raven landed, Luci just made sure there wasn’t likely to be a celebration victory party with Andy later tonight.
Dante: Can we refrain from those references? I’m not trying to imagine Andrew Marx in the throes of passion.
Luci rolled away to the ropes and pulled herself up to her feet as Raven also returned to a vertical base and the Australian propelled herself into a brogue kick aimed at her opponent’s jaw, only to see her get her arms up to block the move. Despite the attempt to block the shot Raven still dropped to one knee and immediately Luci grabbed hold of one of her arms and drove her face down into the canvas with a single arm DDT. Luci rose to her feet as Raven only managed to get as far as her knees and the blonde drove stiff kicks into the brunette’s body as she rose the rest of the way to her feet, transitioning into knees to the gut before she sent in for the ride. Raven came back towards the middle of the ring and ran straight into a big boot from Luci that sent her back to the canvas. Knight sat straight back up and Luci pulled her upwards once more only to send her down to the canvas with a Tiger suplex. Again Raven rolled to her side as Luci pushed back to a vertical base and dropped back to gain momentum of the ring ropes before she came back into a baseball slide into the base of Knight’s spine.
Dante: Luci is making sure the chiropractors here in Auburn Hills make a little extra money tomorrow with that shot!
Melissa: You can tell she’s really starting to feel her momentum building, and every part of her is focused on making Raven suffer every way she can imagine.
The wrestler from Rhode Island rolled onto all fours as Luci once more gained a vertical base, only to drop down onto her knees as she drove an elbow into her foe’s lower back then pulled her up to her feet, only to scoop her upwards and slam her down into her bent knee with a backbreaker that sent the brunette to the canvas, holding her lower back in pain and kicking her feet. The Australian didn’t show any mercy as she pulled her opponent up onto her feet and drove four forearms into her lower back before she hooked her arms behind her head and with a grunt of effort she lifted Raven up off her feet and into a sitout Full Nelson bomb. Jamieson pushed her opponent away from her and onto her stomach as Knight again held her back in pain only for Luci to deliver a double knee drop to her spine causing Raven to cry out in pain. With her knees still pressed against her back, the New South Wales native grabbed hold of Raven’s legs and chin and began to rock as she built momentum and rolled onto her back, locking in the bow and arrow submission hold.
Melissa: I’ve never been a wrestler, have no desire to change that. But you don’t need me to explain to you why that hurts. All you have to do is look at it.
Dante: Your back is not designed to bend that way! And if Luci can keep this in, Raven may end up calling it a night just to get some relief.
The official dropped to his knees in front of Raven asking her if she wanted to quit only to get a refusal from the Providence native that only seemed to see her get more pressure applied to her spine as Luci forced her knees upwards while pulling back further on her opponent’s chin and legs. Raven let out a small shriek of pain as her body was bent unnaturally but refused to quit when Palmer asked again. Luci tried to further increase the pressure that she was exerting on her opponent as she did everything she could to pull back on her limbs and Raven looked to be agony. Still though, she refused to quit and eventually Jamieson released her hold on her and let her drop to the mat where the Rhode Island native rolled away to the ropes, still holding her spine in pain. Luci went straight after her, however, pulling her back to her feet as she used a rear waistlock to drag her away from the ring ropes and snapped off a German suplex, dropping her onto her shoulders before she pushed upwards into a bridge getting onto her tiptoes as she does so for a pinning combination.
Dante: Look at the arch Luci’s getting right there with that bridge! That’s neck strength and a half, and it might be over!
One…
Two…
...THR-
Melissa: Not just yet it isn’t. We’ve talked about how much this means to Luci. But for Raven, it’s just about getting a title shot! She doesn’t care beyond that.
Raven kicked out of the pinfall on the two and a half count and Luci shook her head as the two count was confirmed to her. The blonde rose to her feet and headed towards the corner, climbing to the top rope and measured the rising brunette, before she launched herself into a missile dropkick that sent Knight crashing backwards to the mat. The Australian immediately kipped up to her feet and ran towards the ring ropes as leaped onto the middle one, looking for the lionsault only to immediately fall backwards, crashing down on the back of her head and shoulders as she lost her footing thanks to Andrew Marx’s shaking of the ropes. Once more Belmont moves around the ring towards him only for Marx to flip him the bird and tell him to go to Hell as he didn’t touch his ‘lady’ and did nothing wrong.
Dante: Andy’s got a lot more courage tonight than normal. He’s trying to test Vincent, and I’m not sure that’s the route I’d take as a manager.
Melissa: He talks a good game hiding behind his girlfriend, which sounds odd to say admittedly.
Luci was slow to rise after the heavy landing, getting to her feet at the same time as Raven who get her bearings first and charged at her foe and delivered a battering ram to the blonde’s chest that caused her to sprawl into the ring ropes as Knight landed on her knees and held her back. As the Australian stepped away from the ropes, the wrestler from Providence exploded upwards into an uppercut that once more caused Jamieson to fall back against the ropes and as she came back this time, Raven scooped her up and drove down into the mat with a spinebuster. The Rhode Islander pushed back up onto her haunches taking a moment to gain her breath as she continued to hold her breath before she pushed up to her feet once more and set off towards the ropes as Luci started to rise, catching her on her return and slamming her down to the mat with a running neckbreaker.
Dante: You can tell what this match has done to both of these girls, neither of them are as quick as they were at the start. They are both in pain, especially Luci right now.
Luci sat up holding her neck before she fell onto her side and found her upper shoulder pushed towards the canvas by her foe who kicked up and delivered a knee drop to the base of her skull, following it up with a second before she pulled her upwards only to send her straight back down as she slammed her face first into her knee for a single knee facebreaker. The blonde cradled her head in her arms, kicking her feet against the mat as she lay on her stomach only for Raven to get back to a vertical base and delivered a stomp to the back of her head that was mostly take on her arms. Bending down Raven yanked her foe to her feet with a handful of hair only to drive a knee into her middle, doubling her up before she hooked her head and delivered a snap DDT to the woman. Rolling her over Raven made the cover on Luci.
One…
Two…
...THRE
Melissa: Still no title shot for Raven yet. Luci’s showing one of her strongest attributes, her resiliency and refusal to quit.
Luci rolled her shoulder before the three count and Raven pulled her upwards once more, lifting her up onto her shoulders and sending her into the Go To Sleep, bringing her knee up and crashing it into Luci’s skull. The blonde collapses to the mat and Knight falls on top of her, hooking the leg as she does so.
One…
Two…
...THRE
Dante: I hate to say it, but I think Raven can feel how close she is right now to putting Luci away. That was almost the end of it right there.
This time the Australian combatants shoulder popped up at the final moment before the count could be made and Raven glared daggers at Rudy Palmer as she demanded the three count from him. The referee remained firm in his decision while Marx, from her corner, told her to take the idiot in stripes out of the equation and put it beyond doubt. Listening to her manager, Knight went straight back to Luci as the Blonde pushed up to all fours and pulled her up only to spike her back into the canvas with a fisherman driver. The Rhode Island wrestler didn’t bother holding the move for the pinfall, rolling away and to her feet as she headed towards the corner and climbed to the top rope. The dark haired woman took a moment to get her balance and measure her opponent up before she took off into the Knight Fall shooting star press that connected perfectly. Raven knelt up for a moment after hitting the move, holding the small of back in pain before she slumped back down on top of Luci and reached to hook the leg once more.
Melissa: KNIGHT FALL, and Luci’s done!
One…
Two…
...THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
Dante: Are you kidding me?! Look at that, she got the shoulder up at the last possible second! That’s pure instinct right there!
The referee waved off the three count the moment he had counted it thanks to Luci’s shoulder coming up once more in the nick of time. Raven snarled at the referee as he tried to explain the situation and turned her back on him as she got back to her feet and looked to pull Luci Jamieson to her feet only for the blonde to fall back to her knees. Raven once more jerked her back upwards, applying a headlock only to find Luci to fall to one knee once more. Again Knight hauled Luci back up to her feet and didn’t waste any time as she made the first move towards the Knight Terror front headlock driver….only for Luci to counter it before she could do so, lifting her opponent off her feet and pushing her off as she delivered a modified wheelbarrow facebuster, staying on her feet as she planted Raven face first into the canvas. Raven bounced on impact, pushing back up to her knees and pushing up to her feet only for Jamieson to move forward quickly, wrapping her arms around her as she applied a cobra clutch quick as a flash before she charged forward, slamming Raven face first into the ring once more.
Dante: Luci’s found her second wind, and Raven’s just met the mat with her face as a result! I can’t believe she’s coming back like this!
Luci rolled away and slowly pushed up to her feet, raising a hand in the air and yelling loudly as Raven followed her and as the Rhode Island wrestler turned to face her, Jamieson charged towards and delivered a spinning knee strike right to her temple. Raven collapsed and rolled onto her back as Luci fell on top of her and made a move to hook both legs as Rudy Palmer slid into position to make the count.
Dante: SHATTERED….that may be the move and the description of Raven’s skull!
One…
Two…
...THREE!!!
Melissa: She did it!! Good for you, Luci!
Palmer called for the bell as Luci rolled away and pulled herself into a sitting position while Raven rolled onto her side, cradling her head. Palmer helped the blonde to her feet and raised her hand in the air.
John: Here is your winner, by way of pinfall...LUCI!!!
Dante: Luci’s got herself a Pride title shot, and most of all, she’s got some long needed redemption for everything that has happened to someone she loves.
Melissa: She’s earned it, and she deserves it! I personally couldn’t be happier for her.
Vincent Belmont slid into the ring to join her, giving her a hug as he checked that she was okay before he also raised her hand in the air and applauded her as the crowd was cheering wildly for her. The blonde Australian headed towards the corner to celebrate her victory as the show cut elsewhere.
Generation Eric
Backstage we find Max Walker standing by, a microphone in his hand.
Max: Ladies and gentlemen, I know tonight has been an exciting evening so far and we remain to have much more in store for you in the coming hours, but right now I have a special guest with me right now. This man is none other than the CEO & owner of Sharpe Page Inc., publisher of many sporting magazines across the country, please welcome at this time Mr. Eric Sharpe!
Max steps to the side, allowing a man with dirty blonde hair to walk on camera next to him, the man bearing a large grin on his face that allows him to show off his fancy pearly whites.
Eric: Thank you Ms. Hopper-
Max: That's Walker.
Eric: Not important to me at all. And it's very nice to be here within SVW, as it's one of the best wrestling companies that I could attend with my vision. Unlike a place like FFW.
Max: Are you sure that also has nothing to do with the fact that at least three of the wrestlers over there have a restraining order against you?
That sentence causes Sharpe to leer at Max, who simply doesn't back down, nodding as if to say “Yeah I freaking went there, only I didn't use freaking”. It takes Eric a moment to brush the comment off, and laugh in Max's face.
Eric: Yes, that's...well it isn't exactly my fault some people won't let bygones be bygones. But I'm not here about that, no. What I'm here to talk about tonight is something special, something everyone wants to know about...I'm about to step into the world of professional wrestling, and issue in a new generation for this sport!
Max gives an unsure glance at the camera.
Max: Are you sure about that, Mr. Sharpe? Don't get me wrong, you're new to this whole business, but you don't exactly strike me as someone who would have the same amount of success as someone like a Kincaid or even Kyle Kilmeade. What do you have to offer that neither of them do?
Eric: It's simple, Max. Those names you mentioned aren't known for just taking ANYBODY and turning them into greatness. I, on the other hand, can do that. Anyone willing to be managed by myself will one day take strides to being the best SVW has ever seen!
Max: Uh huh...
Eric: I can sense the skepticism in your voice, Max. And let me assure you that there's nothing to worry about. Allow me to demonstrate...
With a wave of his hand two more figures come onto the screen between Eric and Max, one looking like a somewhat out of shape wrestler who had seen better days (Literally months ago) while the other is...some guy wearing a tarnished corduroy jacket, his hair mussed up, and wearing makeup that makes his skin look gray. Oh, and he also acts like a zombie.
Max: What...the...
Eric: Max, say hello to the first members of Generation Eric! These are Matt Blanket and Monty Necro, two independent talents that are looking to make it to the big leagues.
Max: I don't think I have to ask which one of you is Monty Necro now, do I?
Monty: BRAAAAAAINS!
Max: There we go-
The out of shape man takes the mic off of Max and stares at the camera.
Matt: For far too long, I was a victim at a company that you had never heard of! The people, they loved me! But they held me back for too long! And now here I am to break away the chains that were holding me back! And with Mr. Sharpe at my side, I know that I can-
Suddenly Max's head droops down, the man starting to snore. This catches Matt and Eric's attention...but not Monty's. Matt grumbles, and snaps his fingers into Max's ears.
Max: Guh! I'm awake, I was listening!
Matt: You, sir, are a very rude individual!
Max: Sorry, it's just that you put me to sleep!
Eric: Yes, well...we're working on that. He admittedly needs a surge in charisma points.
Sharpe clears his throat, now standing between his wrestlers.
Eric: Ladies and gentlemen...fear for your lives. Because you won't be so fearless...when you come head to head with the next wave of wrestling professionalism. Ladies and gentlemen...welcome...to Generation Eric!
With a laugh, Eric leads his boys off, leaving Max to shrug to the camera.
Max: Well...there you have it. Generation Eric, ladies and gentlemen. That...sure is a tag team.
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John Youle: The following match is scheduled for one fall!
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you scream and cheer for me
The applause, applause, applause
As the edited introduction of Lady Gaga’s “Applause” hits the PA system, the headlights start flashing like camera bulbs. Through the entrance gates come Nicole Rossi, sharply dressed in a three piece suit, and Carson Black, with matching elegance. Right behind them comes Skye Armanni, with her make-up perfectly done and not a single string of hair out of place, posing for the cameras. Carson makes a point to offer Skye his arm so she can take it as she walks down the entrance aisle like a runway model, Nicole right behind them. The model ignores the fans with outstretched hands entirely, while Nicole gives them something to have fun with: a paper bag with an emoji on one side, and the other with the hashtag “#MakeTheWorldAPrettierPlace.”
John: Introducing first/And their opponent, escorted to the ring by Carson Black and Nicole Rossi... from Victoria, British Columbia, Canada... "The Perfect 10..." SKYE ARMANNI!
Skye approaches the ring and stops to pose for pictures for some fans that have their smartphones handy, before sharing a liplock with Carson for enough time so more pictures can be taken, and finally climbing into the ring, eventually striking another top model-ish pose as she reaches the center. The routine finishes after Skye blows a kiss to the audience, before the Living Aphrodite finally retreats to a corner.
Melissa: She really is that full of herself.
Dante: I’m actually amazed she wants to wrestle in case she messes up her hair.
Melissa: Or her nose job. Or her make up. In fact, that’s a good question Dante. Why would someone so invested in the way they look go into a sport where you can get your facial features permanently rearranged??
“All Stand Up” by Status Quo starts to play as the young lady runs out onto stage, heading to one side she urges the crowd to their feet, clapping her hands above her head. Skipping across to the other side, she waves them to their feet as she once more claps her hands over head. Quickly moving back to the ramp, she sprints down to the ring, sliding underneath the bottom rope and getting to her feet quickly.
John: The young lady approaching the ring comes from Sheffield, England by way of New York City, New York. She is 5’7” tall and weighs 144lbs….LILLY ARTHUR!!!
Bouncing off the ropes she powerslides across the ring on her knees before hopping to her feet to find Nicole on the apron in front of her, giving her a tonguelashing while pointing at her with Skye’s new sceptre.
Melissa: What in the hell does Nicole think she’s doing?
Dante: Knowing the way these three work, I’m assuming no good will come of it and her holding that sceptre does nothing to allay that concern.
Lilly starts to give Nicole a good as she’s giving, to the point where she doesn’t notice the bell ring nor Skye charging at her from behind, leaping up to drag Lilly backwards and down across her knees spine first! Nicole hops off the apron as the crowd show their disgust at the tactics, Skye quickly leaping on top of Lilly and slamming her head back into the mat over and over again by her hair!
Dante: And there it is.
Melissa: This is disgraceful! Darren McCluskey needs to get control over this display and quick before it turns into a mugging!
Lilly’s head bounces up and down off the canvas as McCluskey demands Skye cease the action, starting the count when she ignores him and reaching the very last second before she stops. Skye grabs a fist of hair and drags a dazed Lilly up to her feet, a sickly sweet smile cross her face before she rears back and slaps Lilly so hard across the face she staggers into the ropes! Carson and Nicole applaud on the outside as Skye takes Lilly by the wrist and hurls her across the ring, sending Lilly sliding across the ring with a massive arm drag! McCluskey checks on Lilly as she uses the ropes to pull herself back to her feet, getting herself into a corner and turning around to have Skye hit her with a stinger splash against the turnbuckle! Lilly slumps forwards to her knees and Skye gets a fistful of hair again, slamming Lilly face first into the canvas before rolling her over to make the cover …
1 … Lilly kicks out!
Lilly rolls onto her stomach to prevent another attempt, but Skye leaps on her back and gets hold of her by the hair again to grind the brunette’s face back and forth across the canvas!
Melissa: Skye is just out to embarrass Lilly here.
Dante: We know there’s bad blood between these two and we knew this could get ugly.
Melissa: This is just bullying behaviour, look at Carson!
McCluskey starts a count while Skye continues her attack, Carson leaning under the bottom rope to yell at Lilly while Nicole applauds her employer. The count hits four and Skye finally relents, pulling Lilly’s head up to slam her face into the canvas again before she gets up, taking her time to brag about her dominance to the fans, arms out to soak in the hatred. Lilly begins to show signs of life and Nicole gives her the heads up, prompting Skye to make a beeline for her to attack again, but Lilly trips her up and brings Skye down throat first across the middle rope! Carson and Nicole look absolutely gobsmacked as Skye flops round on the mat gasping for air, but her dramatic flailing doesn’t last long as Lilly takes advantage of the moment and mounts Skye before furiously landing right hand after right hand to her opponent’s head! Skye’s head bobs up and down with every strike as she tries to cover up, McCluskey telling Lilly to quit the strikes before starting a count as the brunette ignores his pleas. The count hits four and Lilly grabs herself a handful of hair, dragging Skye up to her feet and throwing her over with a snapmare followed by a stiff kick to the spine!
Melissa: God damn that kick!
Dante: I think majority of the state of Michigan heard that kick!
Lilly drops the mat and shoves Skye down for the cover …
1 … Skye kicks out!
Skye rolls away to stop another pinfall attempt, but Lilly is quick to her feet to drag Skye up and slam her back with a side Russian Leg sweep before bouncing off the ropes and landing a leg drop across Skye’s neck and shoulders! Skye immediately sits up to stop the pin attempting, trying to get to her feet as Lilly keeps up the pressure by hitting the ropes and turning Skye inside out as she makes it to her feet with a flying forearm! Skye immediately rolls out of the ring and into the arms of Carson, who holds her up as Nicole checks her employer’s face for damage while McCluskey starts the count inside the ring!
Lilly gets impatient and hits the ropes, landing a baseball slide under the bottom rope that Carson spots, dragging both Skye and Nicole out of harm’s way and leaving Lilly to hit the floor with a thud! Skye immediately spots her opportunity and shoves Nicole out of her way to start stamping down on Lilly’s midsection as McCluskey restarts the count.
Melissa: Carson Black just save everyone’s ass!
Dante: This match might as well be a three on one with those two out here.
Melissa: That’s why Skye keeps them around; she likes the odds in her favour.
McCluskey’s count reaches three as Skye drags Lilly up to her feet by her hair and spins a one-eighty to hurl her into the security barricade head first! Lilly slumps to the floor but Skye isn’t about to give up, dragging her up by the hair and spinning around again to hurl Lilly back first into the security barrier for a second time as McCluskey’s count reaches six! Skye flips her hair over her shoulder as she rolls under the bottom rope for the split second long enough that McCluskey has to restart his count, giving Skye the time to head back over to Lilly on her hands and knees and grab hold of her by the hair once more to pull her away from the security barrier then hold her up and drive her face first into the floor with the Hair Pull Curb Stomp! The crowd’s boos intensify as Skye stands over Lilly screaming “that’s what you get for pulling my hair!!”. Carson and Nicole applaud proudly as Skye pulls Lilly up by the seat of her tights and rolls her under the bottom rope, climbing into the ring to position her near the corner before heading up to the middle rope and leaping off with an elbow drop, which misses as Lilly rolls out of the way!
Lilly gets back to her vertical base as Skye tries to pull herself up using the ropes, wrapping The Perfect Ten up from behind and throwing her violently backwards with a German Suplex that Lilly bridges to make the pin …
1 … 2 … Skye kicks out!
Skye sits herself and tries to shake the cobwebs off, but Lilly is quick to lock on a bodyscissors from behind, wrapping her leg’s around Skye’s torso!
Melissa: Miss Perfect Ten could be in trouble here!
Dante: Despite the antics of Skye and her cronies, Lilly has managed to regain control of this matchup, which is impressive!
Skye cries out, desperately reaching out for the bottom rope as McCluskey asks if she wants to submit, the response being a furious screech of “NO!”. Lilly pushes up on her arms, lifting herself off the mat to increase the pressure as Nicole runs round the outside of the ring to opposite Skye, yelling at her not to give in and to get herself to the bottom rope, even reaching out for her outstretched hand despite McCluskey’s warnings not to interfere. Lilly drops her body back to the canvas and Skye takes her opportunity, swinging back with a couple of stiff elbows that connect with the side of Lilly’s head and daze her long enough for Skye to wriggle free of the body scissors. Nicole applauds on the outside as Skye hurries back to her feet quick enough to catch Lilly with a running bulldog as she tries to get to her feet! Skye rolls her over to make the cover …
1 … 2 … Lilly kicks out!
Skye yells at McCluskey that it should have been a three count, but the referee stands his ground and Skye takes her frustrations out on Lilly, grabbing her by the hair as she tries to get to her feet to turn her around and drive her knee into the brunette’s midsection over and over again!
Dante: And there is Skye’s mean streak.
Melissa: You don’t think her hurling Lilly into the barricade TWICE was mean enough?
Dante: Touché.
With Lilly doubled over, Skye heads for the ropes for an attack, but Lilly manages to catch Skye on the rebound and drop her across her knee with a massive backbreaker! She drops Skye to the mat then spins round and hits her with a stiff kick to the chest that puts her back on the mat, and in the perfect position for a beautiful standing moonsault! Lilly quickly hooks the leg …
1 … 2 … Skye kicks out!
Skye tries to fight to her feet, but Lilly comes off the ropes and catches her square in the side of the head with a low flash kick! Skye rolls across the mat from the impact and Lilly is quick to notice her opportunity, heading for the turnbuckle and climbing to the top rope to fly with a picture perfect moonsault that lands her straight across Skye! Lilly hooks the leg again …
1 … 2 … Skye gets the shoulder up!
Melissa: Did you see the height on that moonsault from Lilly Arthur?!
Dante: Skye is impressing me with her tenacity here. That moonsault would have finished many people off.
Skye rolls herself towards the ropes as fast as she can to get some distance from Lilly, putting her body between the ropes and telling McCluskey to get Lilly back from trying to attack her. McCluskey backs Lilly away from the ropes and Skye yells at Nicole who comes running with a compact mirror from her pocket, holding it up for Skye to check how she looks before she slides herself back between the ropes and McCluskey gives the go ahead for the action to continue. Skye puts herself in the corner as Lilly goes to attack, but a stiff elbow to the jaw gives Skye the opening she needs, The Perfect Ten hopping to the middle rope and leaping off to drive Lilly face first into the mat with another bulldog! Skye rolls Lilly onto her back to make the cover …
1 … 2 … Lilly kicks out with force!
The brunette immediately tries to put space between her and Skye by rolling to the ropes, but Skye is back on her like a bad smell, grabbing Lilly by the hair to face the ropes and leaning into her to say “time for a makeover” before she thrusts her face against the ropes and grinds it from side to side with the Make Up Corrector!
Melissa: Oh that’s just unnecessary!
Dante: Those ropes are not what you want your face ground against. That is steel under there!
Melissa: Get control of her McCluskey, for gods sakes!
McCluskey tries his best, starting a count after Skye ignores his demands to get Lilly off the ropes, but she doesn’t stop until the count is almost at five! Lilly slumps to the canvas with her face in her hands and Skye proudly dusts her hands off, much to the chagrin of the crowd. She reaches down to drag Lilly back to her feet, but Lilly breaks the grip and fires off a hard knife edge chop to Skye’s chest that sends the crowd crazy! Lilly goes to throw Skye across the ring, but Skye reverses it and sends Lilly for the ride, the brunette showing her agility by coming off the ropes with a flash kick that’s on target to hit Skye until she ducks out of the way at the last second! McCluskey takes the full force of the flash kick in the face and gets knocked down hard, rolling out of the ring to the floor!
Melissa: DAMN! McCluskey just got his bell rung!
Dante: We all know that kick wasn’t meant for the referee, but Skye saw what was happening and got the hell out of dodge!
Lilly looks over the top rope in shock at what just transpired, but it doesn’t last long as Skye spins her round and lashes out with a huge bitch slap that staggers Lilly, allowing Skye to pull her in for the Armanni Special! Skye pauses for effect and it’s the wrong thing to do as Lilly finds her bearings and wriggles her arms free to lift Skye up and over, dropping her flat on her back! There’s no sign of life from McCluskey as Skye immediately tries to struggle to her feet, turning around into Lilly who sets her up and drives her into the mat head first with a double underhook DDT! Lilly instinctively drops to the mat to roll Skye over and hook the leg, but the only response she gets is the crowd counting in place of the referee!
Melissa: Lilly rung Skye’s bell with that DDT, but without the referee to count the pinfall it’s pointless!
Dante: McCluskey’s ears are probably still ringing from that flash kick!
Lilly suddenly slides off of Skye and backwards out of the ring, being dragged out by the foot by Nicole Rossi! The brunette lands in a heap on the outside and Nicole stands over her, wafting Skye’s sceptre in her face as she berates her for even daring to try and she was doing. Lilly almost leaps to her feet as there’s some signs of life beginning to show in McCluskey, shoving Nicole so hard she almost lands on her backside! The anger is clear in her face as Nicole stalks back towards Lilly and makes a massive swing with the sceptre, missing Lilly as she ducks and clocking her employer square in the face as Skye makes an attempt to grab Lilly through the ropes!
Melissa: DAMN!
Dante: Skye could be missing some teeth!
Melissa: You know she’s not going to be happy when she comes round!
Skye slumps back onto the canvas as Nicole looks on in horror at the mistake she’s made, dropping the sceptre before turning to Lilly who hits her square in the face with a superkick, sending her crashing backwards into Carson Black with an impact that takes them both down!
McCluskey finally gets back to his feet and groggily slides back into the ring as Lilly rolls back in too, finding a dazed and confused Skye struggling to get back to her feet. Lilly stalks her from behind and picks her moment, grabbing Skye’s head from behind to plant her with the Water Lilly! Skye flops to the mat from the double knee backbreaker and reverse DDT combo, and Lilly rolls her over to hook both legs …
1 … 2 … 3!!
John Youle: Here is your winner, via pinfall, Lilly Arthur!!!
McCluskley uses one hand to hold his head while he raises Lilly’s arm in victory with the other, Skye’s lifeless body being dragged out of the ring by a foot and into the waiting arms of Carson Black, who does his best to carry Skye around the outside of the ring as Nicole staggers behind them, holding her jaw and apologising profusely for her miscue.
Melissa: Lilly Arthur has survived the three on one environment to pick up the win here!
Dante: I would not want to be Nicole Rossi when Skye comes round.
Melissa: Neither would I, but you know what they say about Karma!
Dante: It’s a bitch?
Melissa: Exactly!
Lilly continues to celebrate with the fans, climbing the turnbuckle to throw her hands in the air in victory.
A history of the war of words and their first match is shown before we head back to the ring, and find John Youle waiting with his microphone at the ready.
John: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Melissa: You and I both have heard many of the allegations and comments made by Shaughnessy O’Neill towards her opponent tonight, Dante.
Dante: Yeah, but the thing about Shaw is she can back it up in the ring when she absolutely has to. But it may have lit a fire under Linda she can’t control.
The crowd gets plunged into darkness. The silence gets broken by John Youle as he starts to make the introduction.
John: Hailing from Sherbrooke in the province of Quebec, Canada. She weighs in at 142 lbs and stands 5’8 tall. Accompanied to the ring by Kyle Kilmeade, this is SHAUGHNESSY O’NEILL!!!
Alice Cooper’s Poison begins to play as the video wall shows close ups of different parts of Shaw’s face before finally cutting to a live feed of the young woman as the spotlight hits her in the middle of the stage where she is joined by Kyle. Starting to nod her head along to the beat of the music, the young woman heads down to the ring, the spotlight following her all the way to the ring as Kyle tries to rally the crowd behind her. Rolling under the bottom rope Shaw kips up to her feet and stands in a corner, checking everything about her ring gear is in position and getting last minute advice from Kyle as she waits to start the match.
Melissa: For all the stuff she talked in the weeks prior to this match, Shaw better be prepared for a fired up Linda Ragnal. As usual, she looks more than confident.
Dante: That’s the thing about Shaw. She usually tries to give the impression she’s cooler than the other side of the pillow. Plus she has Kyle with her at ringside, who is a big help.
PUT ON YOUR WAR PAINT
“The Phoenix” plays over the PA system, signalling to the fans that Linda Ragnal is on her way out. Once the blonde woman walks out, she waves to the fans before standing at the center of the stage, pointing her finger up before the screen displays a blue phoenix on it. Following that Linda walks down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans.
John: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Manhattan, New York by way of Scranton, PA...she is the Water Born Phoenix...LINDA! RAGNAL!
Linda rolls into the ring under the ropes, standing up as she clears them. She stands on the turnbuckles, planting two fingers against her lips before pointing them out to the crowd. Linda tosses her hat out to the audience as well before hopping off the turnbuckles and waiting for her opponent.
Referee Billy Phelps calls for the bell, and Linda wastes no time in going straight for the brunette. As soon as Shaw sees her coming though, she ducks her head through the ropes and causes the referee to get between them. Shaw demands that the referee get Linda away from her. And when he starts to do that, Shaw uses a thumb to the eye to blind her over his shoulder. Phelps starts to admonish her, but the brunette ignores him as she fires forearms into the side of Linda’s head. She hooks her in a side headlock long enough to rake her eyes across the top rope, causing Linda to stumble backwards partially blinded. Shaw backs up to the corner, and comes off with a double axe handle to her chest to Linda’s chest when she turns around. It causes Ragnal to drop to the mat before Shaw connects with a standing fist drop to the face.
Dante: Shaw’s using Linda’s own anger against her, and catching the veteran off guard with some underhanded tactics here.
Melissa: Doesn’t matter how big you are, your eyes are always going to be weak to cheap shots like that in a match. Linda is no exception.
Shaw planted her foot into Linda’s lower back, and then pulled back on her arms with a standing surfboard submission. Phelps dropped down to ask Linda if she wanted to quit, and was immediately told she didn’t. The former Adrenaline Champion tried to pull back a bit more, even delivering a pair of stomps into Linda’s lower back before applying the submission again. The referee asked yet again if Linda wanted to submit, but got the same response as before. Shaw seemed to get tired of her response before letting her hands go, and dropping an elbow into the back of her head.
Melissa: Shaw’s managed to ground her, but I don’t think Linda’s going to quit after all the things Shaw’s said about her in recent weeks.
Dante: I have a feeling you’re right. Shaw would have to knock her unconscious to win by submission at this point. I’m pretty sure she won’t mind doing that, if necessary.
Shaw measured a knee drop to follow that before she told Linda to get up, inviting her to do so. But the blonde was trying to do just that before Shaw pulled her up from behind, and executed a back suplex to the mat. A smirk began to form on her features as she started enjoying herself a bit more, measuring again to deliver now a double knee drop to her back as she was trying to get up again. When the brunette started to get up, Linda started to pull herself towards the ropes. As she pulled up to the middle, Shaw hit the far side ropes and crashed a leg drop across her back, causing her to land across the middle rope instead. She yanked her clear of the ropes, and dropped down to make a lazy cover as she told Linda she expected more.
Melissa: If you were to look up lackadaisical cover in the wrestling textbook, you’d see this picture right here!
ONE!!!
TWOOOO!!
Linda had little trouble kicking out of the cover, forcing Shaw to sit up with a dismissive shake of her head. Shaw stood over her back, and began to pull at both sides of her mouth and face as she told her to say hi to her family. Phelps got to a four count before she let go.
Dante: I’m not sure if Shaw is taking Linda too seriously, she seems more interested in just hurting and humiliating her here tonight at Fearless.
The brunette waited briefly as Linda started to rise again, and then took off for the far side ropes. She rebounded quickly, looking for a Thesz press! But Linda caught her coming in, and countered with a stun gun across the top rope. Shaw started choking and coughing as she staggered around, with Linda rolling back to her feet and mowing her down with a short arm clothesline. The blonde leaned against the ropes, trying to pull herself together as she was also getting angrier at the same time.
Dante: I told you that Shaw wasn’t taking this seriously enough. She was toying with LInda, and now it’s bit her in the ass.
Melissa: Look at that expression on Linda’s face! I think she’s just getting warmed up right now, it’s gonna be a long night for Shaw!
As soon as the brunette made it back to her feet, Linda spun her around and began to light up her chest with knife edge chops one after another. The crowd was also getting loud as well! Linda fired her across to the far corner, causing her to crash back first before Linda darted in behind her and delivered a corner clothesline. It rocked the brunette right before Linda began firing chops with both hands into her chest rapid-fire before letting her stagger out of the corner, clutching her chest. Ragnal decked her with a spinning backfist as she turned around, still looking none too pleased with her adversary.
Melissa: Machine gun style chops from Linda Ragnal, and Shaw’s chest feels like someone just set it on fire! Linda is in charge, and she’s all business!
Dante: I think she’s all personal now myself. She endured Shaw’s commentaries about her and her life for long enough, and now Shaw’s paying the piper!
As Shaw lay on the canvas, Linda took off for the far side. She rebounded quickly, and delivered her rolling thunder senton before rolling onto her chest and firing straight right hands in a flurry to her head. Ragnal got back to her feet, and asked Shaw if she had anything else she felt like saying.
Melissa; There went the TIDAL WAVE! And Linda’s not interested in covers, I don’t think! She wants to hurt Shaw, and she’s doing a damn fine job!
Dante: Shaw doesn’t feel too verbose right now, does she? And Linda Ragnal is showing us a fire we aren’t used to seeing!
The blonde headed for the corner, and climbed up to the second turnbuckle as she waited for Shaw to get up. As the brunette started to do that, Linda stepped up to the top rope next with a nodding of her head as she encouraged her to turn around. As Shaw started to do that and pulled the referee to her, Kyle hopped up onto the apron and yanked Linda’s foot out from under her and caused her to land straddling the top turnbuckle. Shaw finally shoved the referee away, and took off with a running European uppercut to Linda’s jaw as she sat on the corner.
Melissa: What a piece of garbage! But no one is surprised that Kyle got involved, and gave Shaw one hell of an opening.
Dante: She needed that opening, because Linda was picking up some serious steam! Though that European uppercut didn’t help any more than how she landed!
Shaw rubbed her chest in pain for a moment before grabbing Linda’s head, and driving a headbutt into it. It rocked the blonde backwards where she sat before Shaw climbed up with her. The former Adrenaline Champion hooked her head under one arm, and snapped off a superplex from the top rope! O’Neill rolled over on top of her, and made a more serious cover this time before Phelps dropped to count.
Dante: What a superplex with one hell of a snap! Shaw’s gonna steal it right here!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TH-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Linda kicked out before the three came down, and Shaw sat up with her arms outstretched as if to ask the referee what happened. Phelps only held up two fingers before Linda surprised the brunette by grabbing her arm, and applying her anaconda vise!
Melissa: The EEL WRAP!! Shaw was arguing with the referee, and somehow Linda managed to slap on the anaconda vise!
The crowd came to its feet as Linda’s face tensed in anger as she tried to tighten the hold even more. Shaw tried to get free, but it didn’t seem to help too much as the brunette began to slowly fade. Phelps asked Shaw if she wanted to quit, causing the crowd to get louder as a result. As he looked down at her, Kyle managed to slide into the ring far enough to grab Shaw’s foot and pull it across the bottom rope. He immediately slid out, and shouted at the referee. When Phelps saw it, he called for the break. Linda looked around, and spotted Kyle on the floor and figured out what he had done.
Dante: Kyle Kilmeade is earning his money and whatever else Shaw gives him tonight. I think Linda had her with that anaconda vise!
Melissa: I know she did! Shaw was fading faster than invisible ink right there, and Linda knows what happened too! And...oohhhh, I think she’s going to get him!
Ragnal immediately got back to her feet, and leaned through the ropes to grab Kyle when he had his back to the ring trying to look innocent. She grabbed him by his shirt collar, causing the referee to lean through the ropes to tell her to let go. Meanwhile Shaw was getting back to her feet, and delivered a punt between her legs that dropped Linda to her knees on the mat. The referee ducked back into the ring with a curious expression as Linda clutched her lower abdomen, and Shaw connected with a standing sidekick to the side of her head that put her down the rest of the way. She immediately went for the cover, and Phelps dropped to count.
Dante: There are MLS teams who wish they had players that kicked like that! Linda just had her reproductive system kicked into her throat!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TH-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Ragnal kicked out in time before the three, causing Shaw to tell the referee to count faster. The brunette got back to her feet, and took off towards the ropes. After a quick rebound, she delivered a standing frog splash onto the veteran.
Melissa; Shaw wants the referee to count faster, but Linda’s still got fight left in her. I just don’t know how much after all that!
Shaw then headed for the corner, and climbed up to the top rope before coming right back down with an elbow drop! It landed perfectly as the brunette climbed back to her feet amidst quite a chorus of boos from the crowd. She pulled Linda back up to her feet, and hoisted her up high overhead for a brainbuster. She held her up for a few seconds. But Linda managed to wiggle free, and land on her feet behind the brunette. Before Shaw could turn around, Linda snatched her around the waist and snapped off a trio of rolling German suplexes! The crowd was solidly behind her at this rate as she got back to her feet, trying to pull herself together.
Melissa: Shaw held Linda up a little too long, and she was able to counter out! But she’s not going for the cover here!
Dante: Like we talked about earlier, Linda wants to hurt Shaw for all the stuff she’s been saying about her for the past few weeks!
Ragnal pulled Shaw up from behind, and then lifted her up off her feet right into the Widow’s Peak! Shaw crashed into the mat with a thud before Linda rolled her over for the cover. Phelps dropped to count.
Dante: That’s the BROKEN SURFBOARD!!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
……………………………………………………………………………………………………………
The three never came, causing Linda to look up and around to see the referee was trying to stop Kyle from coming into the ring. She pounded her fist into the mat, and got up herself. She grabbed Kyle by the collar as the live crowd was very loud now.
Melissa: Shaw wasn’t going to kick out! Again...again, Kilmeade saves Shaw from what I think is certain defeat! Go ahead, Linda! Take his head off!!
Phelps tried to pull Linda’s hand free of the manager’s shirt as Shaw began to get up behind them both. She caught Linda with a headbutt to the back of her head, staggering the blonde before Shaw spun her around and hit her version of the Canadian Destroyer. Shaw immediately made the cover, hooking both legs and a handful of tights too after the referee went to count.
Dante: That’s called O’NEILL’S OBLIVION, and I don’t think she’s gonna kick out of that!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
The boos rang out throughout the arena as Shaw rolled off the cover, gasping for breath and slowly smiling as the referee raised her hand when she got to her feet.
Melissa: Highway robbery right there! Linda Ragnal had this match won more than once!
John: Here is your winner………….SHAUGHNESSY O’NEILL!!
Dante: I’m not arguing that point at all, Linda did seem to have her multiple times! But a good manager always makes the difference, even if in a bad way!
Kyle headed into the ring, and raised Shaw’s as well. The brunette leaned against him, trying to catch her breath and pull herself together. The live crowd was not the least bit happy about it as Linda began trying to explain what happened to the referee. It was too late though. As Kyle and Shaw began to head up the ramp, a cold stare emanated from LInda towards them.
Melissa: I’m not sure we’re done here just yet. Look at that stare from Linda, Shaw’s not heard the least of her, I guarantee it!
From Linda’s glare, we head to a commercial for Extreme Prejudice.
Sryfe’s Special Guest
The show returns to the back, where we find Alexander Stryfe for the second time. However, he’s not joined by the BSX this time as he stands in front of his office door. The live crowd gives him quite the positive response.
Alexander: As most know from the last episode of Uprising, I relieved Demetrius Orlando Crane of his duties as the General Manager for that show.
A quick clip shows DOC getting his walking papers from two weeks ago, and then back to Stryfe.
Alexander: As a result of that decision, the position is now open. But rather than fill it quickly, I want to take the time to give this job opening to the best qualified person. I don’t want to fill it in a rush, so that hopefully we can find a permanent replacement. In the meantime, however, the show does need management. So what I have decided to do is on each Uprising, we’ll have a guest General Manager for the night. It’ll be a different one each Uprising till a suitable full time replacement is placed. And I’d encourage all of those serving as guest General Manager to know this could be their try-out. If they do well, they too could be added to the pool of applicants I will consider.
Melissa: Guest Uprising General Managers, huh?
Dante: Makes sense, especially since he wants to take his time to find the perfect candidate.
As Stryfe was about to speak again, Adam Grant approaches him. The SVW Owner greets him with a handshake.
Alexander: Mr. Grant, what a pleasure to finally meet Future Shock’s Director! Thank you for coming tonight.
Adam: You’re welcome, though I’m not sure why I’m here.
Alexander: Step inside my office, and I’ll be happy to enlighten you.
The owner holds the door open as a very curious Adam steps inside. Stryfe follows after him and closes the door before we head back to ringside.
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As we come to the ring, the camera pans around to show a handful of tables around the ring. A couple already set up but most folded and resting against the barricade on both sides of the ring..
John: The following contest is a TABLES MATCH! The only way to win is to put your opponent through a table!
A wicked guitar riff hits the sound system as as the song ‘Charisma’ by W.A.S.P. The arena immediately goes dark and a single white spotlight hits the top of the ramp. Green and purple music notes trail down the ramp as lights of the same colors begin to run throughout the crowds.
“I've a breath in minds of men with the lies I breathe!
No man's ever ruled the world not knowin' the curse of me!
I'm some of the seven sins, vanity in the lust of men!
I'm the Alpha-Omega man, I'll show you who I am!
Ohhhhhh, hypnotic charm, mesmerizin' face, my soul has a dark embrace!
A magic tongue, I'll seduce you all ‘till I'm your king, ‘till ya know my...!
CCHHHHAARRRIIIZZZMMMMAAAAAAAAAA!!! DO YOU KNOW MY NAME!?
I’M THE GOD THAT YOU PRAISE, WHEN YOU WORSHIP MY NAME!
CCHHHHAARRRIIIZZZMMMMAAAAAAAAAA!!! ARE YOU IDOLIZING ME!?
I’M A DANGEROUS THING, AND YOUR NEW MESSIAH’S ME!”
The lights turn brighten up and standing at the entrance ramp is an amazon of a woman with a side of her head shaved, dressed in a one piece wrestling attire. Bright pyros of green and purple begin exploding up the ramp in a pattern as “Charisma” continues to play over the sound system while “The Six String Sinner” does a little air guitar! She stops when the pyros come up beside her and smirks. With unfettered confidence she strides to the ring, stopping to point to a young man in the audience and tapping her cheek, telling him to kiss it... Before doing the same to the girl right next to him. Lydia checks her knee pads before she rolls into the ring just as John announces her.
John: From Sin City... Weighing in at 202 pounds... She is THE RAWK OF AGES...This is “THE SIX STRING SINNER”... LYDIA! CHARISMA!!
“I'm a liar blindin' your vision, vatican man!
Preachin' fear and usin' religion, with the Bible and Koran!
I wrap myself in the American flag, and tell people I'm for which it stands,
I'm comin' back till you know I'm God, ‘till you believe, till you know my...!
CCHHHHAARRRIIIZZZMMMMAAAAAAAAAA!!! DO YOU KNOW MY NAME!?
I’M THE GOD THAT YOU PRAISE, WHEN YOU WORSHIP MY NAME!
CCHHHHAARRRIIIZZZMMMMAAAAAAAAAA!!! ARE YOU IDOLIZING ME!?
I’M A DANGEROUS THING, AND YOUR NEW MESSIAH’S ME!”
As Lydia’s song begins to fade out she poses once more for the crowd, kissing her bicep to a warm reaction.
Melissa: You want to talk about a grudge match a long time coming? This is it!
Dante: I promise you Lydia Charisma is as amped for this match as she's ever been, and looking to put Cesare through a table.
“This is Gonna Hurt” by Sixx :AM blasts out of the PA and Cesare Cavallo makes his way trough the entrance, wearing robe with his name on the back. Confident in his steps the European makes his way down towards ringside.
John: on his way to the ring, standing 6’5 tall, weighing in at 232 pounds and hailing from Orlando,Florida “The Allllmighty” Cesareeee Cavalloooo!
On his way to the ring Cesare glares through the booing and roaring fans, he seems more focused on his mission in the ring rather than what people think of him.
Once at ringside Cesare takes off his robe handing it off to an official after telling them that if anything happens to his robe, he will hold them personally responsible. Once this is loud and clear Cesare makes his way up the steps, goes through the ropes and does some warm ups on the ring, throwing out some punches as his music dies
Melissa: Part of me wonders how much of this is personal for Cesare as much as doing the bidding of Luther Thunder, who has made it clear he has no love lost for Lydia.
Dante: No matter what the case is, we're here now and these two are going to look to put one another through some lumber before it's all said and done.
John makes a quick exit from the ring and referee Billy Phelps call for the bell to get the match underway. The second the bell rings, both Lydia and Cesare hot foot it to the centre of the ring. Lydia steps forward looking for a tie up but Cesare has other ideas and grabs her by the shoulders to deliver a knee straight to her ribs, catching her off guard. Before she gets her bearings back from the quick shot he follows with a punch to the side of her head and an elbow to the same spot for good measure. As Lydia staggers backwards, Cesare hits her with a boot to the hip which knocks her all the way back into the ropes.
Dante: Cesare is wasting no time in making his intention here clear.
Melissa: Why bother with pleasantries when you can get straight to the head shots?!
The second her back hits the ropes, Cesare grabs her arm to whip her across to the opposite side, but she plants her feet and reverses it to instead send Cesare to the ropes. He rebounds off and straight away ducks under the waiting clothesline that Lydia was going to deliver to him and he keeps on running to the ropes behind her. Lydia spins around to face him and as he rebounds off this time she ducks and hooks his leg for a mountain bomb that resounds around the arena with a massive THUD!
Melissa: I think I might have felt that from here.
Dante: Cesare looked happy to avoid that clothesline, but it was out of the frying pan and into the fire as he walked straight into a mountain bomb instead. I think I’d prefer the clothesline personally if it was me.
Cesare rolls away and immediately starts to get back to his feet, but before he can do so under his own steam, Lydia grabs him by the head from behind to pull him fully up. Keeping hold of his head she turns him to face her and clocks him with a punch that lands him back on his butt on the canvas. He bounces straight back up to his feet and grabs hold of the top rope to steady himself...but not for long as Lydia charges and clotheslines him straight over the top rope. The Michigan crowd come to their feet as Cesare lands on the arena floor in a heap. Sitting up, Cesare gives his head a bit of a shake to clear it after his unexpected flight to the floor. As he does, Lydia paces inside the ring for a brief moment, soaking in the cheers from the crowd before she makes her way back to the ropes and climbs through onto the apron and further onto the arena floor.
Dante: Lydia is taking this outside the ring where she has full access to the tables.
Walking over to Cesare, Lydia ‘helps’ him to his feet by the head and runs him face first into the corner post while his legs hit the steel steps. Cesare crumples to the floor. The crowd explode with noise as Lydia goes to the barricade with a smile on her face, to pick up one of the folded tables which is resting against it. She looks around, then walks to the opposite side of the steel steps to unfold it and get it into place. Pulling a groggy looking Cesare back to his feet she hoists him up to the top step with the table behind her. Wrapping her arm around his head she tries to get him into the position she wants but he starts to struggle making it difficult for her. She wallops him with a punch to the side and tries again to get him into position. As she tries to lift him, Cesare jumps free and ends up behind her. Before Lydia can even register what has happened he grabs her leg and yanks it from under her. Losing her balance completely she falls and smashes her face against the steel steps.
Melissa: Lydia was trying to suplex Cesare through the table but all she got for her troubles was a face full of steel steps.
Dante: And possibly a need for some cosmetic dentistry! With an impact like that she may well have knocked a couple of teeth loose.
Lydia drops down to her knees and starts to crawl out of the way, holding onto the apron to steady herself. Shakily she gets back to her feet and staggers a few steps away from the ring. Cesare charges her and runs her back first into the apron which drags a loud “OOMPH” from her on impact. The six string sinner, rolls herself back into the ring, holding onto her back and Cesare starts to stalk around the side of the ring. Eyeing up the folded tables with a smirk on his face, Cesare takes his time picking one. Almost looking like he is doing ‘eenie meenie miny mo’ to pick the one he wants.
Dante: I didn’t think there was any difference in the tables but there obviously must be with the care Cesare is taking to pick the perfect one!
Melissa: Maybe they give off different energy...or maybe he’s just being a smug jackass?
Finally deciding on the one he likes best, he picks it up and carries it to the ring sliding it under the bottom rope before following it in himself. As he busies himself propping the table up against the corner, looking almost like a ramp, Lydia is getting back to her feet on the opposite side of the ring. Using the ropes to assist her, she gives her head a little shake and starts to gather her bearings.
Melissa: Finally he chooses one!
Dante: You have to take care when choosing the best table to build a ramp with, obviously.
Taking off towards her at a run, Cesare clocks Lydia with a European Uppercut which rocks her backwards into the corner. Keeping her pinned in place he fires a volley of stiff rights into her the side of her head. Lydia throws a right of her own, but Cesare catches her hand and keeps hold of it while he aims a knee into her abdomen, bending her slightly double. Still holding her arm he pulls her from the corner but she plants her feet stopping him from whipping her across the ring. Instead she pulls him towards her and flattens him with short-arm clothesline, giving herself to pull herself together.
Dante: It might not have been the crispest of clotheslines but Lydia has bought herself a little time to try and gather herself.
Cesare gets back to his feet and tries to blindside the six string sinner but she side steps him and spins around to grab his arm and whip him into the corner diagonally opposite the table masquerading as a ramp. Measuring she charges at him but he meets her face on (so to speak) with his boot! Lydia staggers backwards and drops to one knee slightly shell shocked, but she almost instantly pops back up to both feet. Cesare sets off at a run towards her but she spots him and side steps. Cesare’s momentum keeps him going towards the table….and he stops himself from hitting it at the very last second.
Melissa: Holy sh-- that was close. He almost put himself through his own contraption!
Dante: That would have been egg on the face alright. He stopped himself in the nick of time and seems rather pleased with himself for it too.
The crowd reaction says it all as a collective gasp echoes around the arena. Looking rather pleased with himself Cesare turns around. The smug smirk is soon wiped off of his face as Lydia is waiting right behind him and scoops him up for running powerbomb straight into the turnbuckle. Cesare slides down the corner to land in a crumpled heap on the canvas.
Dante: Or at least he was looking pleased with himself. Lydia’s managed to powerbomb the smile straight off of his face.
Melissa: Straight off of his face and out of the arena. It might take him a while to feel like grinning again after that, or recover the feeling in his back for that matter.
Dante: I think he’ll be feeling it, that’s gonna leave a mark!
Without wasting any time, Lydia rolls out of the ring and picks up another table. Quickly she slides it into the ring and follows it to unfold the legs and set it up. She looks from it to Cesare on the canvas and back to the table again with a smile. Starting to get back to his feet, Lydia rushes over and clocks him with an elbow to the side of his head. He lowers his head to avoid a second blow and instead gets a forearm across the back of his neck. The six string sinner hoists Cesare up into position for a suplex, but he wriggles free and makes a quick dash under the unfolded table, popping up on the opposite side of it.
Melissa: Hide and seek anyone?
The two glare at each other across the table. Lydia starts to move to one side and immediately Cesare starts to step the other way, so Lydia stops in her tracks….and so does Cesare. Switching her direction, Lydia starts to move the opposite way...and so does Cesare. Going back to her original direction, Lydia switches suddenly as Cesare went the opposite way. Not expecting the sudden switch of direction from the six string sinner, Cesare finds himself face to face with her. Ducking quickly he narrowly manages to avoid the elbow she was aiming at his head and he pops up behind her, shoving her into the corner.
Dante: I feel like I’m watching a road runner cartoon. I’m not quite sure which one is the road runner and which is Wile Coyote just yet though!
Melissa: I’m waiting for one of them to paint a decoy table on the side of the ring!
Pushing herself away from the corner, Lydia spins around quickly. Finding herself face to face with a smug looking Cesare, she tries to dodge, but he gets her into a full nelson and lifts her up into position for a slam. With no intention of letting him Lydia struggles free and ends up sitting on the top turnbuckle. Cesare throws a punch into her head and she grabs the top rope quickly to stop herself from falling...since there is still a table set up on the arena floor behind her!
Melissa:
Dante: Quick reflexes from “The Six String Sinner”
Climbing up to stand with one foot on the bottom rope either side of the corner, Cesare tries to lift Lydia into a suplex position, but she desperately lunges forward, headbutting him in the face. His head rocks backwards but he manages to keep his balance...until she clocks him with a stiff right to the jaw. He falls backwards. Turning himself around as he staggers he stops millimetres from the unfolded table in the ring. Letting out a huge sigh of relief he shakes his head at his second close call.
Dante: I’m on the edge of my seat here! He almost put himself through the table then and I’m pretty sure that’s not something he’s going to want to do.
The relief soon leaves his face as Lydia spins him around and lifts him up….but again he manages to wriggle free and land behind her, backing himself up several steps. Looking frustrated now, Lydia charges at him and at the last second he pulls down the top rope and she goes straight over. Managing to grab the middle rope, she teeters on the edge of the apron, desperately trying to stop herself from falling onto the table below.
Melissa: Whoooooa! Lydia almost went through the table she set up back at the start of this match.
Seeing that she is inches away from falling onto the table, Cesare readies himself then charges at her to knock her from the apron...but as he reaches her she gets her feet steadied on the apron and releases the middle rope. Using his own momentum against him, Lydia grips his waist and hoists him up and straight over her head!
CRACK!!!
Cesare drops like a sack of rocks straight through the table below!
John: Your winner of this match………“THE SIX STRING SINNER”... LYDIA! CHARISMA!!
Dante: She’s done it!
Melissa: There were a couple of shaky spots for both of them where they almost fell victim of their own set ups but Lydia has managed to do it.
Dante: And using the very first table she set up too...it feels almost poetic.
Lydia climbs back into the ring to have her hand raised as the crowd go nuts with cheers for her. The camera pans to show Cesare in the wreckage of the broken table on the arena floor before cutting elsewhere.
Cassandra’s Alarm Goes Off
We cut backstage where we see the personal assistant and consultant to Alexander Stryfe and manager of Lacey, Cassandra Steen. Dressed in a form fitting light grey pencil skirt, black silk blouse and black stiletto heels. In front of her with their back to the camera is a male reporter, standing with his arm outstretched and a microphone aimed towards Cassandra.
Reporter: Miss Steen, you manage a recent signee to SVW, Lacey who had her first match on an Aggression show back in April. How do you feel she is progressing so far.
The pride is apparent on Cassandra’s face as she considers her answer before responding.
Cassandra: I have said before and have no hesitance in reiterating again, Lacey continues to exceed my expectations. There is truly nothing that girl cannot do when she puts her mind to it. My belief in her abilities was proved to be correct in her first match when she showed the SVW fans just some the of the skills that made me want to sign her as a client in the first place. She has only had one match so far and already I can see big things on the horizon for her. Her determination and talent shines. Wouldn’t you agree?
Reporter. Certainly. I’m surprised that she isn’t here to do this interview with you tonight. Is there a specific reason for that?
Cassandra: Unfortunately Lacey had other obligations that she had to attend to this evening. Believe me she was rather disappointed to have to miss this amazing show, but have no fear she will be at the next show and…
Before Cassandra can finish a door opening just a little bit behind her catches the reporter’s attention prompting him to interrupt her.
Reporter: Isn’t that her leaving Mr Stryfe’s office?
Cassandra’s smile drops as she turns around to see that Lacey is indeed coming out of the office of Alexander Stryfe. Quickly she plasters it back in place as she turns back to the camera.
Cassandra: If you’ll excuse me, I have just remembered a prior engagement that I really need to attend to.
Reporter: Oh...sure. No problem. Thank you for your time Miss Steen.
Cassandra: You’re more than welcome.
Cassandra turns on her heel and heads in the direction of the office that Lacey has just left. The camera watches her approach the office before cutting elsewhere.
John: The following match is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit and is for... YOUR SEX & VIOLENCE WRESTLING PRIDE CHAMPIONSHIP...!
“Through Rain and Snow” bursts through the speakers, stretching among the arena. The orchestral dubstep hybrid preludes the emergence of the scornful and vengeful former Coyote, Li Chen. The crowd awaits the beat of her theme to intensify. She stands there on the stage, her eyes wide with unbridled anger. The crowd cannot help but feel their bloodlust grow as she brandishes her kendo sword. She places it on the crook of her neck, gazing out to the crowd without much care. She then starts her way down to the ring; her unsettling face paint the focal point of the camera.
She bears her teeth as she makes her way down the apron, stretching out her arm. Furthermore, she jolts out the sword, holding it high into the air. She points to the ring, promising suffering to follow her. She stands on the apron, mentally prepping herself for what she wishes to do. Now, the camera catches a glimpse of her sword in full view, swinging around her. The angle rests below her to give her the foreboding presence that she so carries.
ANNOUNCER: Introducing…from Ottawa, Ontario, Canada…weighing in at 124 pounds…this is LIIIIIIII CHEEEEEEN!
Li Chen walks up the stairs, dragging the kendo sword as if to sharpen it on the steps. She enters the ring before getting on the nearest turnbuckle. She stands there, shouting out her hate to the crowd. When she drops down, she stalks over to her corner. While there, she stretches more and tests out her swing. Resting in a crouched position, poised to strike, Li Chen finds herself ready for violence.
Melissa: Tonight Li Chen could stake her claim in this company, already being horrifyingly impressive in many matches but this... This may be where we see a new champion crowned in quick succession.
Dante: Don’t be so hasty about that Melissa, especially considering our champion.
Can you feel that?
You better hold on
This one's about to get bumpy
Hahahahahahaha...
As the music picks up Sydney Holt steps out from the back with a wicked grin, bouncing on the spot she motions to get the crowd louder before holding up her hand in devil horns with the Pride championship hanging around her waist.
She's a ten, hellbent, I'm in heaven tonight
Six speed sex scene playin' out in my mind
One look, I'm hooked, motor runnin'
Rev'd up, my heart startin' pumpin'
Are you ready for the best damn ride of your life?
John: Weighing in at 126lbs, and hailing from Nashville, Tennessee... Your PRIDE CHAMPION....this is SYDNEY HOLT!
Syd runs down the last half of the ramp, slapping the hands of fans, she slides into the ring and rolls up to her knees to look around as the music blasts. She runs to the nearest corner and stands upon the middle ropes, headbanging before cupping her mouth to roar out at the fans.
Gimme a "hell"
Gimme a "yeah"
Stand up right now
And gimme a "hell"
Gimme a "yeah"
Stand up right now
Syd hops down from the corner and rolls her neck and shoulder, ready to fight after handing over the title to referee Roger Weatherby.
Dante: Sydney Holt has had one of the greatest journeys in SVW. From the battles with Kitty Stryfe leading to dealing with a career rival in the way of Riley Riot from her time in the indies to River Campbell and yet all of it has led her here as Pride champion, dethroning Bianca Salvador.
Melissa: And just like every Pride title match this one will be looking at a fifteen minute time limit so both competitors will be looking to put away each other as quickly as possible.
DING! DING! DING!
Both women being products of the indies immediately start with knife edge chops, firing at each other with quick and explosive succession, answering each other with nasty chops across the chest. The challenger in Li Chen quickly continues putting more and more power in each of her chops to get Syd to slowly fall backward to the corner, but Holt quickly escapes out of the corner and turns around to chop Li Chen across the chest, beating her with a few chops across the chest in the corner of her own. Sydney catches one of Li Chen’s counterattacks, an forearm firing forward that Sydney catches underarm before hedabutting Li Chen in the chest... Before doing it again, and doing it again for good measure. Two headbutts in the chest and Sydney irish-whips Li Chen but the Canadian vigilante counters it only to see Holt kick off the turnbuckle and come backward with a running knee strike that puts Chen down before Sydney immediately goes for the cover!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!!
...
KICKOUT!!
Holt has Li Chen quickly kick out from under her and Holt’s first choice of counterattack is to headbutt Li Chen as a result, as if punishing her for kicking out. Syd quickly grabs Li Chen by the wrist and drags her to the corner before she hops over her and quickly runs to the corner, kicking off of it and running forward to the corner that Li Chen is laying in as the challenger sits up on all fours to get a nasty soccer kick in the ribs! Li Chen rolls out of the ring, hugging her ribs in agony as she craddles her abdomen and looks... Well she looks incredibly irritated by the happenstance with her face contorted slightly. The Pride champion sees Li Chen recovering on the outside, runs up against the ropes and starts running forward... She flies through the ropes looking for a flying crossbody only for Li Chen to leap and superkicks her through the same ropes in the mouth! Sydney hangs in between the second and third ropes as Li Chen quickly jumps onto the apron... and DDTs the Pride Champion on it!
Melissa: SUPERKICK by Li Chen and then she DDTs Sydney Holt on the apron! ...I know Sydney’s got a hard head but... It seems like Li Chen is putting that to the test for the Pride champion.
Dante: Li Chen is going to have to roll Sydney right back into the ring if she hopes to pin her but that superkick couldn’t have been right more on the money.
Li Chen indeed hooks the fallen Pride Champion’s neck around on her legs and forces her up before rolling her into the ring. She quickly slithers after Sydney who keeps seeming to try and roll, still somewhat aware of her surroundings after that combination of shots to the head but Li Chen catches up to her and grabs her legs to stop her before pulling her back and dropping on top of her, hooking a leg as Weatherby slides into the cover.
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
...
KICKOUT!!
This time however it is Holt who kicks out and Li Chen isn’t too happy as she drags her over to the corner. She beats Sydney across the chest with a forearm but that doesn’t do much but seek to awake Syd up some. Realizing what’s happening the Ottawa wrestler turns the Pride champion around so her chest is pressed up against the top turnbuckle and hangs her legs across either side of the middle turnbuckle with her arms hanging on the ropes of the top. The Pride champion looks to be in trouble as Li Chen takes aim and BLASTS her across the back of the head with corner forearm smash, causing Sydney to slowly bend backwards and drop, upside down with her legs still on the second rope and looking dazed. Li Chen looks as though she may be coming up on the close of this match and begins climbing out of the ring and onto the apron. She looks as though she’s studying something here before she inches along on the apron. Quickly Li Chen leaps and slingshots into a somersault senton... But at the very last moment the Pride Champion pulls her legs out and raises her knees, letting Li Chen drop back first onto the knees of Sydney and rolls around on the ring as Sydney kips up from out of nowhere and the Pride champion wipes her mouth with her forearm as Li Chen begins to get herself back into the corner that Sydney was in... Only for Holt to run towards her with a stinger splash! She crashes on Li Chen, causing the Ottawa native to stumble out and get dropped into a spinning powerslam with a cover!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
...
KICKOUT!!
Dante: That slingshot somersault senton was where Li Chen went wrong after unleashing some of the most explosive offense I’ve seen on Sydney. A lot of working the head, setting the Pride champion up for the Thunderbolt that could come out of nowhere.
Melissa: Li Chen’s Front Flip DDT is indeed hard to scout but the Pride champion has many a tricks up her sleeve! I mean if she had sleeves!
The Pride champion slides herself upward and stands over as Li Chen is forcing herself upward only for her to get hit with a snapmare that sits her right on her tailbone. Holt quickly runs off towards the ropes and comes back with a basement running clothesline that runs over Li Chen before Sydney executes a rolling dodge before she climbs off the second rope and springboards into a falling headbutt, smashing Li Chen across the jaw with her forehead! Chen rolls around with a hand on her mouth before Sydney is already up and at her once more, beating her across the chest with one snapping knife edge chop after the next, quickly and thoroughly before she suddenly throws out a clinch and begins to fire off knee strikes that Li Chen has to try and block with her own knees. With the two women at equal height and weight it proves to be a struggle as they try and find a score momentum over the other with the knees before Li Chen hops upward and attempts to Monkey Flip Sydney! She does get Sydney flying but the Pride Champion lands on her feet, rebounds and comes in with a jumping calf kick that flattens the Ottawa native! Sydney points to the top turnbuckle as the Palace give their approval.
She climbs to the top of the ring and looks for another headbutt, this time of the flying variety but Li Chen throws herself on the ropes and Sydney straddles them on accident, wincing and nearly going cross eyed from the landing. As she’s left sitting on the ropes, Li Chen quickly scales up after her and has her footing on the second rope before she dips her head underneath the arm of the Pride champion. The crowd is watching in gasps as they realize that Li Chen is stepping up higher and she’s looking for a top rope Northern Lights Suplex! It is to say the least a perilous plan on Li Chen’s part but the former Coyote suddenly finds a few elbows dropping on the back of her neck, stopping her from actually doing what she intends! The two women begin flat out throwing hands at the top of the turnbuckle and the crowd grows increasingly worried as Li Chen leans back... Before she pops Sydney across the jaw! ...Sydney leans back, looking as though she may fall and land on the ground below... Before she arm traps Li Chen’s wrists... And begins to batter her across the head with one headbutt after the next. The crowd counts ten headbutts at the top turnbuckle before Li Chen looks dazed... But Sydney isn’t done there, seeming to realize just her regular Holt .45 won’t be enough... So...
Dante: ARM TRAP HEADBUTTS! What... Is she going to... I think Sydney Holt is going to unleash something big to put Li Chen away!
She hooks the Ottawa native’s leg with one leg and her wrist on the other as she lifts her up as Sydney stands up on the second ropes with Li Chen in tow! She kicks herself off and sits out and she drives Li Chen down on the mat below with a second rope wrist-clutch fisherman’s falcon arrow and hooks the leg!
Melissa: HOLT .45! FROM THE SECOND ROPE!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEE!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
...
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!
DING! DING! DING!
John: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND STILL PRIDE CHAMPION... SYDNEY HOLT!!
Dante: A successful title defense from Sydney and the Pride champion lives to fight another day here in the Palace!
Melissa: Hats off to Li Chen even if I don’t completely agree with her attitude at all... She gave a fight to Sydney every single step of the way!
Li Chen has a hand on the back of her neck, rolling out of the ring as Sydney slowly stands up before Weatherby gets the championship and hands it to Holt. He lifts her wrist upward as the crowd applauds her, all while “Hell Yeah” plays on through the sound system.
Luck They’ll Need
The cameras are backstage by the production area at The Palace in Auburn Hills, the cameraman himself walking backwards as the SVW Tag Team Champions in Leander Apollo and Vanessa Cade are walking down the hall, discussing strategy among themselves, dressed for the championship match to come and with the SVW Tag Team Championships around their waists as they are then approached from the corner by Miranda Meadows.
Miranda Meadows:
Excuse me, Cade & Apollo?
Both the SVW Tag Team champions stop in their tracks, as the interviewer stands just a bit to their side, looking at the cameraman and the fact that the champions aren’t moving any further before she continues.
Miranda Meadows:
You two are minutes away from defending the SVW Tag Team Championships against the former champions in Scarborough Fair? On Twitter, you recently mentioned that you would have something to address to them before this match. Can you tell us what that is?
The microphone on Meadows’ hand was extended their way and Leander Apollo took the initiative.
Leander Apollo:
We tend to do most of our talking these days where it matters. But I did want to address our challengers in the former champions. The two-time SVW Tag Team Champions at that, who are looking at trying to make their own history by winning these for a third time.
Vanessa Cade:
We both know we’re going to get their best shot. Mickey and Raquel not only want those championships, but they probably want to prove they’re able to beat us in a standard tag team match the same way we beat them to earn our way into that eventual TLC match where we won these tag team titles. There’s a lot at stake for the tag team division here tonight and we’re aiming to be at its forefront.
Leander nodded, his glance now to the camera lens.
Leander Apollo:
This is the land where anybody who is serious about tag team wrestling comes to in order to prove their mettle. Right now, we’re seventy-eight days into our reign as champions. The longest reigning tag team champions in SVW’s history in “STFU” reigned for 273 days...and our challengers tonight, their combined tag team reigns come out to 296 days total. Both of those are records we are going to look to surpass.
Vanessa Cade:
While there is nothing wrong with the amount of tag team championships win, Leo & I are looking to be defined as the tag team that have an outright
death grip
on these titles. The kind of thing that means teams might have to literally kill us to finally end this reign. It took us 863 days to finally win these and I’ll be damned if we lose it in day 78 of holding them.
Leander Apollo:
It’s not just about being grateful that we finally got to the top of the ladder anymore, Miranda. It’s about making history. It’s about asserting ourselves as the best tag team to have ever stepped foot in SVW...and if we can fend off Scarborough Fair tonight, along with whoever comes out of the Dogs & Sensitivity Training situation? That makes for one hell of a case on our behalf, doesn’t it?
Vanessa Cade:
So to Quels and Micks...girls, you know I like you both a lot. I do. But tonight, you’re in our path to carve that bit of history for ourselves. So I wish you both luck...because the way we see it? You are going to need it. ...Thanks, Miranda.
With a nod of Vanessa’s head, the Cade & Apollo tandem gradually move out from the camera shot and onwards towards the ring where the biggest test of their careers thus far awaits..
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Melissa: Up next we have the much anticipated rematch from Criminal Intent between Isis and Scarlett.
Dante: Scarlett didn’t get enough of a beating last time, Isis is going to finish her tonight, mark my words.
John: Making her way to the ring, accompanied by the “Latin Goddess” Valentina Lozano, she hails from the City Of Angels, Los Angeles, California…standing at an impressive 6 foot 6 and weighing 230 pounds. She is the “Titaness of Destruction”…
ISIS MORALES!!!!!!
The lights in the arena go out.
Just then as the intro to “Kong at the Gates” by The Misfits blares into the arena, generating a buzz from the crowd.
As the music begins, and the spotlight is beaming on the stage, Isis Morales comes out of the curtain, along with Valentina Lozano. Wearing her black hoodie that is covering her head, Isis makes their way down the aisle in a slow, intimidating pace, with Valentina close behind, and the spotlight following them on their way to the ring.
Once they climb up to the apron of the ring, Valentina enters the ring while Isis faces the crowd and uncovers her hood, revealing her face, looking menacingly at the crowd. She easily steps over the top rope to enter the ring with ease and then walks towards the center of the ring to stand there, soaking up the reaction from the crowd. Isis then stomps her foot down on the mat with force and, instantly, the four corners of the ring shoot out smoke, with a booming sound, mimicking an explosion. She lets out a primal roar and then goes over to a corner where she climbs up and poses, yelling back at the crowd at every chance. She then goes toward the opposite turnbuckle and does the same thing after climbing up. Meanwhile, Valentina stands in the middle of the ring pointing at Isis in the corner with a sexy, but icy, smirk. Then, as she comes down, Isis takes off her hoodie and gives it to Valentina. Isis then runs herself across the ropes once to loosen herself up before joining Valentina in the corner of the ring as they wait for her opponent.
Melissa: Isis is intimidating for sure, but Scarlett has overcome the odds before.
Dante: Not these odds, trust me.
The lights go out, leaving the crowd in silence for a moment before “Into The Sun” by The Parlor Mob kicks in, all the lights in the arena stuttering on and off. As the guitar opening slows down the lights die and are replaced only by a bright white spotlight shining down onto the middle of the entrance ramp like a golden sunbeam slicing down from the heavens and illuminating where Scarlett Kincaid, head bowed. As the first verse is sung, She stands there, breathing deeply and composing herself for a long couple of seconds before she starts to head toward the ring. On her way down the entrance ramp she high fives as many of the fans on both sides of the entrance ramp as she possibly can on her way to the ring.
As she gets to the ring she climbs onto the apron and stands in the middle of the ropes, leaning backwards over the top rope as she pumps her fist. The red haired wrestler pauses for a couple of seconds to take a deep breath before she turns to face the ring, grabbing hold of the top rope and then catapults herself into the ring. Landing on her feet she charges to the opposite corner she leaps to the top, holding her arm aloft to a loud ovation from the crowd. Finally she turns and drops to sit on the top turnbuckle, looking into the ring, nodding her head along to the song as it draws to a close and the lights return to normal she drops down onto her feet in the corner, kissing two of her fingertips she presses the kiss against two small sets of initials - EK & EGD - embroidered on her ring gear at her hip.
John: Standing 5’6” tall, weighing in at 128lbs and hailing from Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Please welcome…. SCARLETT KINCAID!!!
Without any ado, Rivers calls for the bell and Scarlett goes right for Isis, not wasting a second. Isis seems taken aback by this and covers up against the kicks and punches the Cajun Contender is bringing her way, backing her into the corner, but that doesn’t stop Kincaid as there’s no rope breaks in this match. Not hearing the count, Isis has to take matters into her own hands and grabs Scarlett by the neck, lifting her up and tossing her right over the ropes and sends her rolling to the ground below!
Dante: What strength from Isis there!
Melissa: I gotta hand it to her, that’s one way to avoid being boxed in a corner.
Isis gets out of the ring quickly and grabs Kincaid as she’s getting up, whipping her hard against the barricade back first, following it up with a quick knee lift. Scarlett, lft winded is unable to defend herself as Isis grabs her by the back of the head and flings her over the barricade into the front row! The fans come close but are soon ushered back by security as Isis scales the barricade with ease to follow up, picking Scarlett up and slamming her head against a now vacated chair.
Dante: Isis almost knocked Scarlett unconscious at Criminal Intent on her own, this is just dangerous for the former face of FFW!
Melissa: Scarlett has been to hell and back so many times she has a stamp card, she can take a little abuse and come back.
Isis lifts Scarlett up off the ground and high above her head, just holding her over seven feet in the air to make sure everyone can see before aiming to drop her on a row of chairs, but Kincaid is able to slide down behind Isis and kick her in the back of the leg. Isis stumbles, and Scarlett does it again, and a third time. Isis turns around for a wild swing at Scarlett who ducks and puts a foot on a chair, using it to elevate herself up and grab Isis’ head in a front chancery, falling backwards and taking Isis with her for a spike DDT on the concrete!
Melissa: What a DDT! Isis could be out!
Dante: Oh God! It’s not falls count anywhere though, good luck getting her back in the ring.
Melissa: You might have a point there Dante.
Scarlett seems to have notice this issue as well, struggling to pick Isis up at all. She’s able to get one leg up, but that’s about it. Thinking quickly, she calls over some of the crowd to help her and with about six of them, they’re able to pick Isis up enough to roll her back over the barricade.
Dante: WHAT? That’s can’t be legal!
Melissa: There must be a winner Dante, by any means necessary.
With Isis now in the ringside area, she’s starting to come to, seeing Scarlett on top of the barricade who comes leaping off down on her with an elbow drop. The Auburn Hills crowd cheers for her as Kincaid is able to drag Isis towards the ring, sending a few kicks down at her for good measure in the process.
Dante: I still can’t believe those idiots in the front row got to touch Isis!
Melissa: You never know what’s going to happen at a live SVW show.
With the help of the steps, Scarlett is able to pick Isis up enough to roll her back in the ring, though she looks a little worse for wear for exerting all that energy in the process. She gets in the ring and goes for the first cover of the match.
One!
Before the two count, Isis powers out, sending Kincaid a good five feet away.
Dante: Not even a two count! Isis is a machine!
Morales starts getting to her feet, glaring over at Scarlett who’s back to hers, charging in and gets instantly leveled by the size 12 1/2 boot of Isis. The crowd jeer as they see Scarlett whiplashed straight back. Isis doesn’t waste time, lifting Kincaid up to her feet and throwing her into the corner, charging in after her with a big splash, connecting with the torso of her opponent. Scarlett appears to slump in the corner and Isis steps on her throat, forcing her down in the bottom turnbuckle.
Melissa: Stop her, Scarlett can’t breath!
Dante: Any means necessary, remember?
Melissa: This isn’t necessary!
Dante: Isis seems to think it is.
With Scarlett's face turning scarlet itself, Isis finally gets off her and grabs her arm, picking her up to a vertical base, grabbing her throat with one hand, pulling her i and saying something to her before picking her up and slamming her straight to the mat with a vicious looking one handed chokeslam. With Scarlett laid out, Isis outs a foot on her chest and tells Rivers to count.
One!
Two!
With the nonchalant cover, Kincaid is able to roll her shoulder off the mat for a two count.
Melsisa: You’re not going to beat Scarlett Kincaid with one foot.
Dante: Maybe not, but you can sure send a message. Remember, Isis won this match last month, she has nothing to prove here.
Melissa: She could prove that she could pin her properly! We haven’t seen that yet.
Isis isn’t done with Scarlett by a longshot, picking her up off the mat and sending her at the ropes, doubling over for a back body drop but Kincaid catches her with a kick to the chest instead, sending her straight up as Scarlett leaps in the air, wrapping her legs around Isis’ head and flipping her over with a hurricanrana, reaching back and hooking one leg.
One!
Two!
Isis powers out and looks furious as she gets to her feet, rushing at Scarlett and flipping her over in the air with a Clothesline from Hell!
Dante: What a shot!
Melissa: That could be it right there.
Isis gets down on her knees and rolls Scarlett over on her back, hooking both legs.
One!
Two!
Thre-NO!
The crowd cheers as Scarlett kicks out right before three. Isis doesn’t look nearly as happy as everyone else down, grabbing Kincaid by the throat and picking her up off the mat, pulling her in and screaming something at her only to get a slap hard across the face. This stuns the Titaness more than anything, but allows for Scarlett to reach down and grab Isis’s legs, picking her up off the mat, just barely, and drop her to her back in a makeshift spinebuster. Kincaid hits the ropes and hits a snap leg drop on Isis, getting up and doing it a second time, dazing the larger woman enough for Scarlett to head to the top ropes and measure Isis before leaping into the air and spinning through a complete 360 twist before opening out in a shooting star press, landing across Morales’ chest into the pin attempt.
Melissa: The Kincaid Cascade!
One!
Two!
Thre-NO!
Isis tosses Scarlett up in the air off her to break up the pin, rolling to her stomach and getting up, only to be grabbed by Scarlett’s legs from behind as she was standing and brought backwards with a reverse hurricanrana! The crowd pops huge for this as once again Scarlett goes for the cover, looking for the upset three count.
One!
Two!
Thre-NO!
The kick out was much tamer than the last, but Isis got her shoulder up off the mat nevertheless.
Dante: Not even the Ragin’ Cajun can put Isis away, Scarlett needs to think of a new game plan before she gets crushed.
Melissa: I’m sure Scarlett knows many different ways to put someone away.
Scarlett was already on plan E in this match and that was going after Isis’ arm, trying to lock in a Kimura lock. The crowd starts cheering as it appears that Isis has nowhere to go, but they don’t realize the pure power that Isis has as she fights her way to her feet, lifting Scarlett up off her feet and slamming her back down, forcing the break of the hold.
Melissa: That might have been Scarlett's best chance at winning right there.
Dante: And look where that got her, flat on her back.
Isis reached down and grabbed Scarlett, picking her up but was caught off guard as Kincaid trapped her leg with her own, rolling Isis over with an inside cradle!
One!
Two!
Three!
Isis kicked out right after the three count and the sound of the bell gave the fans a reason to cheer as loud as they can.
Melissa: She did it! Scarlett just pinned Isis!
Dante: I don’t believe it! That was a fluke!
Scarlett is quick to roll out of the ring, holding her throat but raising her hand in the air.
Melissa: Fluke or not, she got the win.
Dante: She hasn’t heard the last of Isis, I assure you!
John: The following contest is scheduled for one fall to a finish.
“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...
Some say the end is near... Some say we’ll see Armageddon soon.
Certainly hope we will... I sure could a vacation from this...
Bull--Shit---Three--Ring--Circus--Side--Show--Of...”
The Dread Wolf emerges from the curtains and begins to walk down the ramp with eyes peeled. Suddenly the arena goes pitch black on her. A six-eyed wolf’s head appears slowly on the video wall before the eyes begin to pulse yellow to the song as the music continues to play. The announcer finally pipes up in the middle of the song.
John: From Sydney, Australia... She is The Dread Wolf... THIS IS MARLA LEE!
“FREAKS HERE IN THIS HOPELESS FUCKING HOLE WE CALL L.A.!
THE ONLY WAY TO FIX IT IS TO FLUSH IT ALL AWAY!
ANY FUCKING TIME, ANY FUCKING DAY!
LEARN TO SWIM, SEE YOU DOWN IN ARIZONA BAY!”
The wolf on the screen opens its mouth and roars silently as the lights return to the arena, with Marla suddenly perched on a turnbuckle corner, looking somewhat like an overgrown wolf made human herself with the way she’s positioned before she jumps down, ready for the match.
Dante: Marla seemed understandably a little less than confident going into this match.
Melissa: After seeing her wife fight Destiny on more than one occasion there is good reason for that.
The entire arena is engulfed in light, as the titantron, headlights, basically every light and board in the arena turns white, and a distorted sound of a bell is heard, followed by the piercing sound of wind. Dry ice smoke fills up the aisle between the gorilla and the ring, and "Behind Blue Eyes" by Limp Bizkit starts playing. In from the back comes the Ultraviolence Champion, Destiny Campbell, her head hanging low, letting her hair cover her face, as she makes her way down the entrance ramp. She slowly walks her way to the ring showing absolutely no emotion other than sadism and pleasure, seemingly uninterested in the audience's reaction to her presence... Which is silence.
John: And her opponent... From the Beyond... DESTINY CAMPBELL!
As she reaches the ring apron, she slowly crawls into the ring, and does her usual preparation ritual, as she takes off her gloves and her hoodie, and then goes to her knees and opens her arms wide, looking to the sky as if she were talking to the heavens. The lights and screens slowly come back one by one as a smile creeps up her face, joined by a mad chuckle. She then looks directly into her opponent's eyes/the entrance aisle with a hungry, empty stare, and slowly brings herself to her feet, before letting her arms fall.
Melissa: Destiny has a long history with Marla’s wife, and has struggled to be able to beat her. It might be a case of getting revenge through beating Marla in her place tonight.
Referee Roger Weatherby calls for the bell as soon as John is clear of the ring. Destiny takes off across the ring as if a starter pistol has gone off and blindsides Marla with a forearm across her back, knocking her forward. She spins her around and starts unloading with a series of right hands to her head, punctuating them with an uppercut directly to the jaw. Pressing her back into the corner, Destiny unleashes a few back elbows to the side of Marla’s head before she hits her with a high knee to the jaw and pulls her out for snap suplex. Marla hits the canvas hard and Destiny goes straight back for her, pulling her up and driving a knee into the side of her head.
Dante: Destiny is unloading on Marla here.
Melissa: Marla has not had a second to catch her breath since the bell and Destiny looks set to try and keep it that way.
Campbell pulls her back up, and keeping hold of her she takes off and runs her face first into the top turnbuckle. Marla staggers out looking a little dazed and is met with a roundhouse kick straight to her head. Marla drops like a sack of potatoes and Destiny goes straight over for the cover. Weatherby drops into position for the count.
Melissa: This could potentially be a very quick ending to this match, we have a pin attempt by Destiny already.
ONE!!!
TW-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Dante: Marla has kicked out but judging by the look on Destiny’s face she may wish she hadn’t.
Marla kicks out before the two is completed and Destiny straight away pounces on her. Mounting her, Campbell starts to fire stiff right hands into her head. Not satisfied with just hitting her, she lifts her head with both hands and starts to smack her head repeatedly against the canvas. Weatherby tells her to break, but Destiny completely ignores him and keeps on. He reaches a count of four before Destiny finally releases Marla’s head and gets back to her feet, holding her hands up in front of her.
Dante: Destiny is seriously unloading on Marla and the referee is starting to struggle already to keep this match under control.
Melissa: I thought for a second that she was going to completely ignore the referee and then count then, but she finally stopped just in time before the five count.
As Marla starts to try and pull herself up to a seated position, Destiny stalks after her and attempts to stomp on her but Marla rolls out of the way, straight under the bottom rope. Destiny goes to follow her and Weatherby blocks her path, telling her to back off and let Marla get back into the ring. She complains at that but backs off a tiny little bit, just enough to get Weatherby off of her case. Marla starts to climb back in the ring but stops with one foot in the ring and one still on the apron as Destiny charges at her, almost knocking Weatherby on his butt in the process.
Melissa: Marla took the smart option then and bought herself a bit of breathing room.
Dante: The referee almost took the fall for her then! I don’t envy him his job at all at the moment.
The dread wolf tries to get back out onto the apron, but Destiny grabs her by the hair and yanks her bank into the ring. Keeping a tight hold of her head, Destiny pulls Marla forward to drive her knee straight up into her face twice in quick succession before standing her upright. Destiny drops her shoulder and tackles Marla back first into the corner. As she hits the corner, Destiny follows her and aims a big boot at her chest but Marla catches her foot in both hands. Campbell hops on one foot as she tries to free her foot from Marla’s grip, but Marla keeps tight hold of it.
Dante: I’m suddenly picturing a rather tall easter bunny with all the hopping that Destiny is having to do right now.
Releasing the foot suddenly Marla lunges forward and catches Destiny with an elbow to the ribs which forces her to bend forward. Quickly she follows it up with a pair of forearm smashes straight across her back. As Destiny starts to straighten up, Marla leans forward and grabs her waist to hoist her up for a gutwrench suplex. Destiny hits the canvas and Marla straight away goes for the cover.
Melissa: An almost picture perfect Gutwrench suplex from Marla and she’s starting to even up the score a little.
ONE!!!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Destiny kicks out with power just after the one and Marla pops straight back up to her feet.
Dante: It wasn’t quite enough to keep Campbell down though and if anything may have just enraged her further.
As soon as Destiny is back to her feet, Marla whips her into the corner, charging in after her, but she ends up meeting the turnbuckle face first, as Destiny sidesteps at the last second. Marla reacts quickly, pulling herself out of the corner and straight away she makes to advance on Destiny again, but being prepared for her this time, Destiny takes hold of the rope on either side of her and uses them to steady herself as she delivers a big boot, hard to Marla’s jaw. The impact sends Marla staggering backwards, facing away from Campbell, who follows rapidly to plant Marla into the canvas with a German suplex which she bridges into a pin attempt.
Dante: Bridging German suplex, Destiny is like a machine with her attacks tonight.
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE!!!
Melissa: Marla kicks out again, and she is absorbing everything Destiny is throwing at her and giving it right on back to her.
Marla kicks out after the two and Destiny storms back to her feet and goes toe to toe with Weatherby telling him he needs to count faster. Once she finishes arguing with Weatherby she starts to stalk Marla, waiting for her to rise. As the Dread Wolf pulls herself up, Destiny aims a boot towards her face but Marla ducks down quickly underneath her leg and connects a punch to the side of her knee of the leg she is stood on, which topples Destiny immediately to the canvas. Destiny falls forwards and lands on her knees putting her hands out to stop herself faceplanting the canvas completely.
Melissa: Marla’s managed to avoid that boot of Destiny’s again and put herself back in control in the process.
Lee jumps onto Destiny’s back and starts to furiously unload lefts and rights into Destiny’s head. Weatherby intercedes to try and force a break but Marla either doesn’t hear him or just plain ignores him, at least until he is about to reach the count of five. Reluctantly she stops her attack and gets back to her feet, telling Destiny to get up.
Dante: Marla’s had about all she’s prepared to take and is dishing it back out in spades to Destiny right now.
Marla starts to pace around the canvas, waiting for Destiny to get back up and taking deep breaths. Campbell shakes her head and gets back to her feet looking furious, she charges straight at Marla, but Marla is fully alert and ready for her. The Dread Wolf grabs Destiny around the waist, lifts her up for a spinebuster. Marla goes straight for the cover, hooking the outside leg as she does. Weatherby slides straight into position for the count.
Melissa: If Marla doesn’t get the three count here, she’s going to have one furious Campbell on her hands….or even more furious to be more specific.
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TH-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Destiny kicks out before the three and Marla gets back to her feet looking more than a little frustrated.
Dante: Marla has to be wondering what she needs to do to keep Destiny down. She just keeps getting back up and looking more and more enraged each time.
Leaning against the ropes Marla doesn’t notice as Destiny gets back to her feet, until she is charging straight towards her. At the last second Marla ducks down and wraps her arms around Destiny’s legs, at the knees, before raising up and throwing her over the top rope. Campbell lands on the arena floor much to the delight of the crowd and Marla uses the time to consider her next move….until Destiny grabs her by the ankles and pulls her under the bottom rope and out of the ring, letting her drop in a heap on the floor.
Melissa: Destiny wanted some company on the outside and again the referee may aswell be talking to thin air as he tries to keep some semblance of control over proceedings.
As Marla begins to pull herself up onto her hands and knees, Destiny climbs up onto the apron, then jumps straight back off to land a nasty leg drop straight across Marla’s back, as Weatherby shouts at them both to get back in the ring. After a few moments and neither of them getting back into the ring, he starts a ten count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Dante: If they don’t get their acts together soon, we’re going to end up with a double countout and nobody wants that!
Destiny pulls Marla to her feet by her hair, completely ignoring the boos from the Michigan crowd, which are only getting louder, and rams her face first into the apron..once..twice...three times. Pulling herself together a little following her crash to the floor, Marla attempts to release herself from Campbell’s grip, by running her backwards into the barricade.
FOUR!
FIVE!
With Destiny pinned against the barricade but still maintaining her grip on Marla, Marla starts to throw elbows back trying to reach any part of Campbell that she can. After a few attempts she manages to connect her elbow sharply into the ribs of the Destiny forcing her to release her grip.
Melissa: Marla’s freed herself now she needs to make it back to the ring.
SIX!
Marla makes a run back to the ring and slides in, just before Weatherby reaches the count of seven.
Dante: She made it but Destiny isn’t far behind her and I don’t think she’s noticed. This could end badly.
As Marla gets to her feet inside the ring, facing away from the ropes, Destiny rushes over and grabs her ankles again, dropping her face first into the canvas. While Weatherby checks on her, Destiny uses the distraction to slide a chair under the bottom rope, before climbing back into the ring herself. She kicks the chair across the canvas and storms over to Marla. Campbell drags Marla to her feet and gets her into position for a DDT.
Melissa: Nooooo! The chair...she’s going to do it right on the chair!
Destiny drops Marla head first onto the chair, smiling as she bounces off of it. Weatherby immediately calls for the bell and steps in front of Destiny, admonishing her for her actions.
John: Your winner via disqualification…..”The Dread Wolf”... THIS IS MARLA LEE!
Dante: Destiny doesn’t seem too concerned by the fact she has just got herself disqualified, she’s too busy trying to get her hands back on Marla again!
Melissa: She can’t be...she is. She’s trying to do it again. Marla’s already busted open, can’t she see she’s done enough.
Dante: I don’t think she believes she has. One thing is for certain, this is far from over between these two.
Campbell steps around Weatherby and starts to drag Marla back to her feet, looking like she is going to go for another DDT. Security rush the ring, stopping her before she can deliver the second DDT to Marla. Marla drops in a heap to the canvas as security remove Destiny from the ring. The camera watches her being escorted out before cutting elsewhere.
The Real Freya
There is complete silence in the arena as “All Rise” by Wovenwar begins to play. People get on their feet and begin to jeer until the song cuts off for “Omerta” by Lamb of God. The boos still reign down as from the back steps Freya with a very disgusted look on her face. Standing right behind her is her husband, Cameron Matthews. She glances back at him before walking down to the ring with people asking her why or telling her she’s a no good yellow belly. The long time veteran enters the ring and has two microphones handed to her as she gives one to Cameron. The song dies off as the two stand there. And for the first time in an SVW broadcast, Freya’s husband’s voice is heard, as he speaks up in a rather striking Australian accent.
Cameron: Talk about a mechanic reaction, mates. You’re all too fast to turn your backs and swap cheers for jeers just because someone got fed up with how she was being treated, both in this company and in her personal life and relationships with other people. Guess what? We’ve grown sick of all this bollocks as well, and instead of sitting passively and letting stuff happen right under our noses… We’ve decided a change of pace was necessary.
The tall Aussie shakes his head.
Cameron: And when you look into things from another perspective, things make so much more sense! Like how you cheer for a wee girl who doesn’t know better and then blame a hard working, honest to God woman like Freya for someone else’s impulsiveness. Fact is… We’ve ceased to care. And right now, I want to introduce to all of you someone I’ve known and been in love with for quite some time now, and if you weren’t so much of a flock of mindless sheep you too would be in love with her: the REAL Freya.
The crowd boos Mr. Matthews as Freya steps forward. She clears her throat in the most annoying of manners.
Freya: Ahem, spotlight only, please. None of you deserve to be seen while I explain to you the reasoning for my actions.
More boos as a single spotlight is on Freya.
Freya: I was sitting at home after getting beaten by a few guys and Vivi at our last pay per view and I began to think. I began to think why didn’t anyone come down to help me when I’ve tried so hard to help so many of them. I’ve been a good person to so many people in that locker room, and yet when the numbers game goes against me, no one is to be found at my side. Not a single person in that locker room came to my aid since I’ve started here in SVW. I’ve helped your favorites, the people that you cheer, like it was my duty to be a knight in shining armor.
She pauses to pace around the ring.
Freya: I began to think of the last Future Shock pay per view. Different company but same concept. I was hit in the head with a muffler. Had the match visually won, and where was my back up to stop a person like Mai? Sitting in the back playing poker or grab ass or whatever it is that they do when they’re pretend to show empathy to win all of you over. So many times I’ve tried to tell myself that if I live by honor, by respect, that it will be shown to me in turn. Guess what?
Another stoppage as Freya stands next to her husband.
Freya: It wasn’t. Since the moment I’ve stepped foot into Sex and Violence Wrestling I’ve had people from A to Z tell me I’m a worthless wrestler, a terrible mother and, I believe I was recently called a cum dumpster. I’ve been judged by the people you cheer. I’ve been hated by the same people do you. I’ve been told this, I’ve been told that and a person can only take so much before they just… snap.
She goes back to pacing around the ring with a snarl on her face as the crowd keeps booing between pauses.
Freya: My ankle gets shattered into a million pieces, I get told it’s probably not looking good to get back in the ring, so I think I’m done and I still work hard to come back, get made fun of for it. I suffer a nasty concussion, career ending type, I come back and get made fun of. Which worthless bag of tits was it that said I’ve comeback 42 times? I can’t remember, but the fact is that so many of the people sitting in the back wouldn’t have had the goddamn courage to do it once.
Boos.
Freya: Oh, yeah, boo someone with the resolve that I have. Boo someone who has come back again and again to do the best she can for your entertainment! I get told I don’t matter, that no one cares what I do and yet here you are booing me for showing more heart than anyone else in this company. You’re all a bunch of glad handing sheep who love who get put in the spotlight time and time again. This spotlight is now mine!
The crowd gets louder in their jeers.
Freya: I had a man, who isn’t in this company any longer, lust after me and all of the people in the back pretty much said nothing about it. It’s a joke that the person who is probably one of the only “friends” I’ve ever had in this business was also my greatest enemy, the one who’s tried numerous times to end my career. I had supposed FRIENDS like Harmony Ashley Scott or whatever the hell her married name is now. I was there for her time and time again to help her out. Yet where was she when I needed some aid. Where was she to stick up for me? NOWHERE! I felt horrible when Emma Mac tried to end your career, but I look back on it now and I see why she wanted to do it and I wish she had!
“Fuck you Freya!” chants are beginning to form.
Freya: Fuck me? No, FUCK YOU! You can’t handle the truth that your favorites like Harmony only care about themselves. You boo someone like Emma who tried to show everyone the truth, and like all of you, I was wrong about it until I saw it first hand how selfish someone like Harmony is. No one in that back asked me how I was doing when I was hurt. No one launched a search party for me that went on for months. No one cried because I left them standing at the alter. Not like that brunette bitch that got smacked upside her head thanks to me.
She pauses to contain her anger.
Freya: Samara comes right back in after the main event of a pay per view and makes her intentions known she wants herself a piece of Mika Demidov. And every single one of you loved it. A woman, TAKES OFF OF HER OWN FREE WILL, because of a mental breakdown and you love her for it. I GET MOCKED WITH A SHATTERED ANKLE?!
Freya storms around the ring now.
Freya: What in the royal fuck is wrong with you people? She gives you a sad story about change and all this other bullshit. It’s one thing to say it, it’s another thing to show it. Remember when you ambushed my cousin, Sammy? Numerous times? You talk about how you were wrong for doing it and all this other crap, but you were the last person my cousin faced. You were the last name next to his. You and those chair shots caused him to hang it up, go insane on a bender and have him die.
The crowd boos loudly at Freya blaming Sam for Brad Kane’s death.
Freya: It’s YOUR fault, Samara. This is me tapping into what he kept trying to tell me for years. That people, these fans, are fickle. There are no friends in wrestling. Just yourself. They’ll loathe you when you stop winning big matches. Your peers will mock you for anything they can think of. He was right, and this, Samara Olivia Steele, is the penance for your sins against me, my family and the sport of professional wrestling. So, if you have the guts to step down to this ring and face me woman to woman, get the fuck out here.
“Bless me father for I have sinned...” The intro riff of Going to Hell by the Pretty Reckless hits the speakers as Samara steps out from the back with a curious look on her face. The fans cheer but she still seems put off by it a little, even as Samara slaps a few hands on the way down to the ring. Grabbing a mic the Berkshire Beauty gets into the ring and eyes the two. Sam is about to speak then stops and just looks at Freya with utter bewilderment.
Samara: Do you snort paint chips or just eat them?
The crowd cheers but Sam holds up a hand to quiet them down a little.
Samara: I don’t even mean that as an insult, as warranted as it would be. No I’m just curious how in the blue hell you came to any of these conclusions. My fault, MY fault. So where were you when he was clearly doing drugs? Were you over checking on him or were you as surprised as literally everyone else in the bloody world. Guessing it’s the latter, seeing as you are blaming me for this.
The raven haired beauty just shook her head.
Samara: I’ve heard of people grasping for straws, and I’ve grasped for several myself over the years but this is bloody ridiculous. Is that why you turned on me against someone you dislike as well, or...is there something else to this? I mean between you and Eileen Amaro it’s like there’s something in the bloody koolaid.
Freya stands there with a hand on her hip as she glances at Cameron before turning her gaze back on Samara.
Freya: Did you not hear anything else I said or did you just focus on one specific part? I explained, in great detail, that I targeted you because, well, you took off for months. MONTHS! You get back and you garner a hero’s welcome.
The short fused Freya skips around the ring clapping her hands to prove a point.
Freya: Samara’s back, hurray! She can save us all from someone like Mika. From people like Eileen. Thank God almighty Samara is back. It’s okay she left us for months without so much as a word, but she’s back and I don’t seem to care she was a selfish bitch.
And she stops.
Freya: That, you hair brained bimbo, is why I did what I did. The other is just a bonus for me. For my family who all claimed they hated our departed Bradley, yet every single one of them learned so much from the man. So many people in this company, in this business, learned from Brad Kane. You took away a teacher from us. See, it’s easy to deflect the blame when you know you’re not blameless, when it’s your fault, so you make up these little stories about how I eat paint chips. That’s about as funny as a Joe Ragnal joke.
Samara: Which you make constantly...
Sam shrugs.
Samara: Okay so you attacked me because I went away for a while and when I returned I stopped Mika from hospitalizing Misty Whitmore. You attacked me because you didn’t like that people appreciated that. You talk to me about not listening but you’ve clearly never heard a single word I’ve said since I’ve returned. I am selfish, you’re right, never said otherwise. Never said I was doing this for forgiveness or anything so...silly. I did what I did because I felt it was right. I’m sorry of you disagree and think a 21 year old girl should be hospitalized because of a tantrum. Then again it seems both you and Swedish chef over here have had a serious change of heart. So maybe you do agree with what was going to happen to Misty.
Looking around Sam shakes her head.
Samara: So tell me, when your kids get bullied at school one day...what are you going to say? You going to tell them they’re weak or the bully is in the right, seeing as you quite literally personify that motif at the moment. Or are you going to tell them to become the bully, like yelling at teenage girls, kicking them out of your house and slut shaming strangers? Or..is that something you’re waiting to get to, you crazy twat.
Freya takes a moment to look at Cam and mouth “this bitch…”
Freya: First of all, don’t you EVER, FUCKING EVER, bring up my children again. You are not allowed to speak about my children. You get that?
The red face of Freya tells the story.
Freya: And, tell me, why did you save Misty when you two have never gotten along? I mean, I’ve never heard of you and her exchanging Christmas cards. I’ve never seen the two of you talk. Something tells me that you did what did because, hell, it was right after the main event. What better way for Samara to get people talking about her then saving someone she doesn’t give two shits about?
A shake of the head.
Freya: You did what did for you. Not to save Misty. Don’t you tell me otherwise, Sammy girl. Where were you when I was getting beaten down in the mid card? Where were you when Christopher was getting screwed out of the Adrenaline Title? Where were you when Bianca attacked someone like Linda Ragnal for months? SITTING ON YOUR FAT ASS IN SOME GODDAMN SHIT HOLE!
More boos.
Freya: You’re a selfish, lying bitch, Sam. You saved Misty because you want that SVW Title and you want Demidov across from you in this ring. You want the glory of taking that title. Not for the betterment of Misty “The Ultimate Underdog” Whitmore! So don’t you dare lecture me about being a bully when you’ve done it for your entire career. Don’t you stand there and be all high and mighty against me. I see right through you, Steele. You might have these morons in Auburn Hills fooled, but not me. I know you and I’ll expose you for the lying cunt that you are!
A ton of boos. No one likes that word, ever. While Samara just rubs the bridge of her nose, much like one of her old friends, Lyn Dallins would.
Samara: You...you are absolutely insane. And I don’t mean the entertaining kind of crazy I mean the sniffing glue in the back of a bus and arguing with your umbrella kind of crazy. If you don’t believe a word I say, then why are we even talking? Hm? Because you want to be seen, I get it now. It’s not about me going away, or saving Misty, it’s about spotlight and you want it. You’re jealous. You know, if YOU saved Misty the spotlight would be on you. If you helped Chris, if you helped anyone...but you don’t really do that do you. Not saying I’m overly used to it, not by far, but you see Freya the difference is people have always liked me. Only they used to love to hate me, now...well now they just like me because I’m doing what they’d want to do. I’m being honest, truthful, I’m being the real me. Not my fault the real you is a raging thundercunt.
Sam shrugs and the crowd lets out a chorus of “OOOHHHHHH!” Freya shakes her head and raises the microphone only to throw it at Samara! The two engage in a brawl with rights and lefts, hammering one another senseless until Cameron pulls Freya off of Sam. The crowd boos as Freya and Cameron both leave the ring, Freya yelling we fight on my time, not yours. Samara welcomes Freya back into the ring as Freya yells back at Samara telling her to go leave her man again. Sam’s music hits as the two glare daggers at one another as the camera cuts elsewhere.
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John: The following match is scheduled for one fall to a finish and is a Title Shot versus Servitude, eight person tag team contest!!
Melissa: I don’t think I’ve ever seen a match with stipulations like we are about to see.
Dante: Me either. One team is going to earn some Adrenaline title shots...or one team is going to grow by a member.
“HE WHO WALKS THE FIRE BREATHES!”
Trivium’s Kirisute Gomen blasts over the PA system, drowning the arena in noise and the lights in the arena darken almost completely, save for one light which centres on the curtain. From the curtain emerge Arisu and Fuma, side by side.
John: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 387 pounds, Arisu Mitsuhide and Fuma, Blood and Flames!
They start towards the ring, Fuma about a half step ahead of them the entire way down the ramp. They reach the ring and Fuma pulls himself onto the apron and steps through the ropes, holding them for Arisu, who climbs up the steps and then through the ropes. Fuma runs to their corner and onto the turnbuckle, spitting mist into the air,soon to be joined by Arisu, who stands on the bottom turnbuckle. She tugs him down again and the pair go over strategy as the music fades and the lights come back up to normal.
Melissa: Where their partners may lack strength and power, Danielle and Fuma make up for it in speed and agility.
Dante: You got that right. Both of them have fantastic hand speed, as well as lethal kicks.
The lights dim and flicker as Wait & Bleed by Slipknot rips its way through the speakers.
I've felt the air rise up in me...
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves...
I wander over where you can't see...
Inside my shell I wait and bleed...
The arena goes dark as smoke billows out from atop of the ramp. Lights flicker between total darkness and a dark red. From the back emerges the masked monster Gouken, with his sister Kanna at his side. Barbed wire baseball bat in her hands, Kanna says something and points down the ramp and they both march down towards the ring.
John: And their partners, hailing from Tokyo, Japan. Weighing in at 421 lbs, the Demon Gouken and Kanna Haroshi...they are.....THE UNREPENTANT!!
Slowly, methodically they walk to the ring. Kanna snarls at a few fans, bat across her shoulder as Gouken walks with a single purpose. They climb into the ring, Gouken stands in the center as Kanna climbs up the turnbuckle and holds up her bat. Kanna hops down and Gouken stands, arms crossed and eager for combat.
Melissa: And here we have former SVW Tag Team Champions, they know exceptionally well what it takes to get to the top of that mountain.
Dante: Only it’s not about that for them, they are soldiers looking to add an unwilling servant to their armada.
John: And their opponents…
“Immortals” as performed by Fall Out Boy begins a pounding beat from the PA system as a row of pyrotechnics erupt from the stage before a masked figure steps out onto the ramp, greeted loudly by the fans. He presses his hands together and bows to the fans and takes off in a dead sprint towards the ring. He slides under the bottom rope and runs to the far side of the ring, bouncing off the middle rope in a springboard before he lands on his feet, rolls through and nips back to his feet before he takes another bow to the crowd with one fist pressed against his hand.
John: Hailing from the Windy City of Chicago, Illinois at 174 lbs, please welcome….DEFY!!
He barely gets to pose for a moment before all four members of the Worthy rush at him, causing the masked man to duck out of the way of their attack before he dropped to the mat and slid out of the ring and back to the foot of the entrance ramp.
Dante: Defy shouldn’t have gotten into the ring just yet, but he managed to get out before the Worthy descended on him.
Melissa: No kidding, that’s not to his advantage. He better wait for the others, which is exactly what he’s doing now.
“I was born depressed, and uh I end up in one big mess and trip around it...
Trip around it...I was born jaded, I lift one finger up to display it and trip around it...
Trip around it... Trip around it...Trip around it...”
The arena goes black as the low, droning lyrics of “Born Depressed” play while the crowd gets excited for the arrival of the luchadora. On the words “Born Different” white pyros explode at the top of the ramp as the video wall flashes various clips of Amelia pulling of aerial techniques.
“AH, AH! BORN DIFFERENT! BORN INNOCENT! BORN PERFECT!
I’M NOT LIKE YOU, I’M A BORN LOVER! BORN LIVID AND I KNOW I’M--
I’M NOT LIKE YOU, I WAS BORN CLEVER, BORN KNOWLEDGEABLE,
BORN BETTER THAN YOUR BEST! I SWEAR I’M A BORN KILLER... BORN THRILLER!”
John: From Chicago, Illinois... She weighs in tonight at 145 lbs... AMELIA REALM!!
Amelia Realm walks through the pyro smoke with her arms outstretched proudly. A second wave of bright fireworks go off behind her. She begins to walk towards the ring and high-fives all the fans she possibly can. She takes off a spare mask on her face to put it on the head of a child in the front row. As she patted the child on the head she moved to join Defy at the bottom of the ramp as The Unrepentant were stood front and centre, inviting the pair to join them in the ring as the referee tried to get the four members of the Worthy back towards their corner.
Melissa: Smart thinking by Amelia, who we haven’t seen in the ring in a little while here in SVW.
Dante: I have heard that she and Defy are pretty tight, and you can see she’s gonna stick close till the other team members arrive.
“No, you clearly don't know who you're talking to, so let me clue you in. I am not in danger. I am the danger. A guy opens his door and gets shot and you think that of me? No. I am the one who knocks!”
The opening to “Die” by Slaughterhouse begins to play through the arena. The lights dim down as the vocals kick in. And nobody appears on the stage area as Defy and Amelia slide into the ring, popping up to their feet and immediately ducking as they charge past the Haroshi’s and leave their feet to deliver matching flying forearms to Fuma and Arisu knocking them to the mat as the lights come back up and John dove out of the ring. Amelia and Defy land on their feet, spin and deliver a stereo dropkick to the chest of Kanna Haroshi as she turned to face their opponents. Amelia and Defy rolled to their feet and began to fire off matching kicks to the legs of Gouken only to be cut off after delivering a kick apiece by both members of Blood and Flames. Fuma and Arisu began to exchange blows with the masked wrestlers only for Kane and Vega to come through the crowd to a loud reception, climbing quickly to the top rope and coming off with a matching double axe handle blows to the spines of Blood and Flames causing them to stagger forward and into high knees from Defy and Amelia, causing them to collapse back to their feet.
Melissa: Defy and Amelia thought the sides were evening up, and---here comes Leona and Christopher!
Dante: They didn’t want to wait for their music, not with all of this going on in the ring! It’s an all out brawl!
Amelia landed on her feet again only for Kanna to crash her barbed wire baseball bat across her back before Kanna jabbed the end of the bat into Leona’s gut then swung it downwards once more crashing it down across the Monterrey natives shoulders sending her down to her knees. The female Haroshi twirls the bat in her hand before she rears back once more and swings it into Leona’s chest, following it up with a side kick into Amelia’s gut, doubling up the masked Chicagoan. Kanna dropped back to the ropes, bouncing off them and as she came back she delivered a running headkick to Amelia’s head dropping her to the canvas. Vega tried to rise to her feet only for Haroshi to deliver a downward swing with the bat to her spine, causing her to fall down to her knees and allowed Kanna to bring her knee up into her jaw. The woman from Monterrey sprung backwards to the canvas while Realm began to rise once more and that let Kanna place Mercy across her shoulders and used the bat slam Amelia face first into the mat with a sit out facebuster. Meanwhile Defy got spun around by Gouken and lifted off his feet into thrown towards Christian Kane like a lawn dart that sent them both down to the canvas. Kane and Defy both started to get up and as they did, the big Haroshi mowed them both down with a double clothesline. Kane rises up to his feet first and Gouken scoops him and slams him down with a little extra enthusiasm than normal before the big man then scoops up Defy and also delivers a slam into Christopher Kane. With the two high flyers stacked up on top of each other, Gouken leaves his feet and delivers a leg drop to the pair of them.
Melissa: Gouken is the last one that any of them want in this match! He can take them two at a time without too much trouble!
Dante: You’re not kidding! I’ve not seen a leg drop quite like that one before tonight!
Kanna with Mercy still in her hands, ignored the referee as lined up the rising Leona and Amelia before she dropped back to the ropes only for Avery to grab hold of her ankle, tripping her and causing her to faceplant into the canvas and land on top of Mercy before she rolled onto her back, kicking her feet from the effects of the barbed wire. Fuma and Arisu immediately started to attack Leona and Amelia, delivering a series of kicks to the pair before the married couple left their feet; Fuma sending Amelia rolling across the mat to one corner with a headscissors takedown while Arisu sent Vega to the other with a matching headscissors. As Vega and Realm began to rise to their feet Fuma and Arisu charge towards them and both delivered running high knee strikes into the pair before Fuma jerked Leona out of the corner and into an Irish whip, sending her into Amelia Realm. Fuma followed in behind and delivered a splash to both women before he dropped down onto his hands and knees, allowing Arisu to come charging forward into a poetry in motion. Vega stumbled out of the corner and as she did so, Arisu grabbed hold of her head and charged with her to the middle of the ring, driving her face first into the mat with a bulldog. Fuma grabbed hold of Realm as she stepped gingerly out of the corner and sent her across the ring with a belly to belly suplex that saw her land and roll out to the apron, holding her back.
Melissa: The referee never lost control, it was never had to start with! It’s supposed to be a tag match, but you wouldn’t know that now!
Dante: None of them have the time to complain, because the Worthy are swarming and these four Adrenaline standouts better work together for their own futures!
As that was happening Defy and Kane rolled away from each other and start to rise but as they do, Gouken wrapped a hand around the throat of each of them and lifted them up off their feet for the chokeslam. The pair kicked their feet in midair as they tried to pull Haroshi’s hand away from their throats before they both managed to deliver kicks that seemed suspiciously low to the big mans gut, causing him to fold up slightly and as he did, Defy and Kane both hooked his head and dropped him with a double DDT. Defy and Kane were quickly back up to their feet and headed across the ring, coming back off the ropes and into a double baseball slide into the side of Gouken that caused him to roll out onto the apron only to get another double baseball slide that sent him off the apron and to the floor.
Dante: That’s one way to get Gouken out of the way for a little bit, at least. Kane and Defy are working like well oiled machinery!
Melissa: They don’t have a choice, Dante! If one of them falls, Sunny owns them! They’re fighting literally for their own freedom!
As Kanna recovered, she looked back over towards Avery and rolled out of the ring, advancing on the valet with Mercy in her hands as the girl backed away from her, slapping her hand on the ring apron as she went. Chris Kane looked across to her as he pushed up to his feet but before he could do anything he found his hair grasped by Arisu who looked to pull him into a swinging neckbreaker only for him to push her away and straight into a codebreaker from Leona Vega that sent Arisu out of the ring as Fuma rocked Defy with a spinning roundhouse kick to the side of his head, sending him backwards to the ropes before Fuma came charging forward and sent Defy over the top rope with a clothesline. Free of any of his opponents, Chris Kane set off at a sprint and left his feet for a suicide plancha, clearing the top rope and crashing into Kanna, sending her into the barricades as the Haroshi never saw him coming to the rescue of his wife. Quickly Kane came to his feet and with a screech of anger began to reel off a vicious series of kicks, driving his boot repeatedly into Kanna’s body before Avery calmed him down.
Melissa: Christopher Kane is absolutely in a fury, and his own wife can barely manage to calm him down!
Dante: She’s probably the only one who can do it, and we still don’t have a bell! This is the wildest pre-fight I’ve ever seen!
Inside the ring there was only Fuma and Vega left so Roger Weatherby called for the bell to FINALLY get the match started. The pair stared at each other before they moved towards one another quickly, Vega launching herself into a dropkick only for Fuma to forward roll underneath it, pop to his feet and leapt onto the middle rope, springboarding off into a handspring that caught the Mexican with a back elbow to the jaw as she rose. Fuma spun on his heel and left his feet once more as he drove his boot into her temple. Vega fell back to the canvas and instantly rolled and started to rise to her feet only for Defy to grab hold of her head and bring her down into a single knee facebreaker. As Vega stumbled backwards the man once more launched himself towards her and delivered a spinning wheel kick that sent her to the canvas. Fuma landed on his feet and was quickly moved towards his opponent, stepping up onto her stomach as he walked over her before he flipped up into a moonsault and came down perfectly across her stomach and made the cover, hooking the leg for the pinfall.
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Melissa: That moonsault from Fuma was a thing of beauty, but Leona isn’t ready to call it a night yet!
Vega kicked out and sat up only for Fuma to bring her up to her feet and sent her into the ropes, catching her on the return with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Fuma straightened up after delivering the move and delivered a leg drop across Vega’s chest before he pulled her up once more and into a side headlock, moving her across to the Worthy corner and made the tag to Arisu who entered the ring and delivered a vicious kick to Vega’s ribcage as her partner released the headlock and the pair of them started to deliver kicks into Vega’s ribcage while the referee started the count, trying to get Fuma back to the corner only for the masked Dragon to deliver a roundhouse kick to the side of Leona’s head as the official reached four on his count. As he stepped out of the ring, Arisu spun around and drove a back fist into the Mexican’s jaw that caused her to slump down in the corner. It was only momentarily before Arisu monkey flipped her back to the middle of the ring. The female half of Blood and Flames quickly climbed to the top rope in the corner and measured the Monterrey native up as she rose before she flew from the top rope and into a hurricanrana that sent her to mat as Arisu held on for the pinfall.
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Dante: Another escape by Leona. The biggest problem her team is going to have is chemistry, they don’t think like a hive like the Worthy does.
Melissa: The Worthy is SVW’s answer to the Borg!
Once more Leona kicks out and rolls away, slowly pushing up onto her hands and knees only for Arisu to bounce off the ring ropes and come back with a curb stomp to the back of the Lionesses head, driving her down into the canvas. Quickly Arisu moves back to the corner and tags in her husband as Gouken returns to the corner. Fuma enters the ring and heads straight towards Leona Vega, dragging her to her feet as he applies a Full Nelson and Arisu uses the full extent of the referee’s count to pepper Leona’s face and body with a vicious flurry of punches and kicks. As the referee reaches four, he steps between Vega and Arisu, forcing the Blood & Flames member back to her corner; Arisu acquiescing to his demand as Fuma pops off a Full Nelson suplex that he bridges for a pin and Weatherby pushes up and dives into position to make the count.
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Melissa: Leona is continuing to show what she’s made of, and she doesn’t have a choice! She has no desire to be part of the Worthy. None of them do!
Vega rolled her shoulder at two and three quarters and tried to roll away and to her feet only for Fuma to rake his nails down her back. Vega tried to put some distance between her and her opponent only for Fuma to spin her around and delivered a stiff front kick into her midriff. She doubled up and as she did so, the Japanese wrestler pulled her forward and into position to flip her up onto his shoulders for a powerbomb. As he tried to flip her up, Vega managed to block it. He tried again. Another block from the Mexican who then countered the move with a back body drop as she fell to her knees. Fuma was quick to sit up and push up to his feet as Leona also rose to her feet and instantly she leapt up into the air with a pele kick to the top of his head. Once more Fuma pushed up to his feet only for his head to be grabbed by Vega who dropped to her knees for a jawbreaker. The Dragon staggered backwards and as he did, the Monterrey native grabbed hold of him once more and took him down to the canvas with a swinging neckbreaker.
Dante: Leona’s starting to get some offense rolling here, and just dropped Fuma like yesterday’s trash with that neckbreaker.
The two wrestlers rose to their feet and as they did, Vega caught hold of his wrist and jerked him forward into a jumping short arm lariat that put him down to the mat. Once more Fuma started to push upwards, getting to one knee before he received a crescent kick to the side of his head. Vega dropped back towards the ring ropes and charged towards Fuma as he got vertical and delivered a jumping justice fist to the side of his head. Vega dropped down on top of him and made the cover.
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Melissa: That was one hard right from Vega, but not enough to keep Fuma grounded for a three count.
Fuma kicked out and Vega rolled away to her feet, taking a moment to catch her breath before she dropped back to the ring ropes and charged towards her opponent to deliver a knee trembler to his jaw. As Fuma took the full impact of the running knee he came to his feet albeit on spaghetti legs as Vega ran towards the ropes once more and used them for a springboard into a disaster kick. Fuma wobbled once more, dropping to one knee before he pushed back up to his feet just in time for Vega to springboard off the ropes once again and send him down to the mat with a crossbody block, landing on top of him and made the cover, hooking the leg as she did so.
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Dante: I’m not sure there was enough body on body to keep Fuma down for three, but Vega’s keeping him off his feet though!
Fuma kicked out and started to come to his feet only for Vega to charge at him from behind, leaving her feet for a leapfrog only to seemingly land with her knees on his shoulders as she used the moment to drive him face first into the ring mat. Getting to her feet she moved towards her corner where her partners waited for the tag and she slapped the hand of Amelia Realm, bringing her into the contest. As Fuma rose, the two ladies measured him up and left their feet to both deliver dropkicks to his chest, knocking him back down. Fuma attempted to push up to his feet but as he did so, Leona and Amelia lifted him off his feet and dropped him onto the canvas with a double flapjack. As Fuma began to pull himself upwards, Amelia caught him with a dropkick into his back, sending him falling forward to land chest first across the middle rope. Realm backed up but before he could moved from the middle rope, the masked Luchadora came forward and into a tiger feint kick that caught him perfectly in the face, knocking him backwards and onto the mat and allowing her to slingshot herself back into the ring with a Senton that she landed perfectly. Fuma rolled onto his side to stop the pinning combination.
Melissa: The Regal Luchadora making her first legal appearance in this match, and she’s doing a damn fine job where Leona Vega left off!
Amelia pulled him up to his feet and sent the Blood & Flames member across the ring and into the neutral corner, following him in she delivered a splash to the man. As Realm backed up, she waved Fuma forward before she left her feet and caught him in the side of the head with a Dragon Whip that caused him to fall backwards, slumping against the turnbuckles. Realm took a deep breath as she gave a signal to the fans and charged forward, leaving her feet and delivered a koronco buster to the masked man. Amelia flipped backwards, landing on her feet and pulled Fuma out of the corner and sent him across the ring with an Irish whip only to run in the opposite direction and deliver the Sword In The Stone running, leaping discus axe handle sending him down to the canvas and dropped on top of him to make the cover, hooking the legs as she did so.
Melissa: SWORD IN THE STONE!!
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Dante: Color me surprised that Fuma was able to get the shoulder up right there!
Fuma’s shoulder popped up at the last moment and Realm waved him up to his feet, charging towards him as he got to his feet and sent him down to one knee with a running cross chop. Realm once more dropped back to the ring ropes as Fuma straightened up once more, leaving her feet and delivered a leg lariat, knocking him down to the canvas. As Amelia rose back to her feet, she dropped an elbow into his chest and made the cover once more, hooking the leg again.
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Melissa: Fuma is tough as nails, and boy can he take a pounding and still keep coming!
Again Fuma rolled his shoulder to break up the pinfall and Realm checked the count with the referee as she brought the Japanese wrestler to his feet and started to take him towards her corner only for Fuma to throw a chop into her midsection. He follows it up with a second chop and then a third before he grabs hold of her arm and snaps Amelia to the canvas with a side Russian legsweep. Amelia tried to push upwards, Fuma rising at the same time and hooking her head before he snapped off a suplex that sent her down to the mat. He forced himself back up to his feet, dropping back to the ring ropes and charged at the masked Chicagoan, catching her with a running wheel kick into her chest that caused her to bounce off the ring ropes and straight into a throat thrust. As Amelia gasped for breath, turning away from him, he grabbed hold of her head and delivered a reverse DDT before he started to crawl towards the corner and dove to make the tag to Arisu.
Dante: Danielle back in, and she won’t be any more forgiving to Amelia than her tag team partner, you can bet on that.
The woman entered the ring and charged at the rising Amelia, delivering a bicycle kick to Realm’s face. As she hit the mat, the American rolled over and started to push upwards, getting brought the rest of the way to her feet and started to pepper Realm with five rapid fire right and left hands before she turned to her feet, delivering another series of stiffly delivered kicks. The strikes come to a sudden halt, however, as Amelia caught her leg only to fall victim to an enzugiri from her opponent. Realm fell back against the ropes only to bounce forward towards her opponent who drove her head into the canvas with a huge cutter. Arisu quickly made the cover, hooking her opponent’s leg as she did so.
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Melissa: Realm’s still in this! Is it just me, or does she look slightly lethargic tonight?
Amelia rolled her shoulder and was pulled up to her feet and straight into a Muay Thai clinch that Arisu accompanied with knees to her face and chest before she muscled her upwards, off her feet and dropped her gut first across her knees. The masked American female landed on her knees and Arisu popped back up to her feet and delivered a spinning back kick to her jaw, knocking her to the canvas. The legal member of the Worthy made the cover and hooked the leg.
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Dante: A teeth-rattling back heel kick there, but give Defy credit for making the save!
At the last second Defy entered the ring and broke up the pinfall, Danielle Arisu staring at a hole through him as he retreated back to his corner. The Blood and Flames member pulled Amelia back to her feet and looked to send her across the ring only for Realm to hit the ropes and launched herself into a flying forearm that caught Arisu by surprise. Arisu tried to push up to her feet and Realm left her feet again as she delivered a double knee strike to her jaw. Amelia dropped backwards as she breathed deeply, waiting for Arisu to rise to her feet before she sprung into the Regalia handspring DDT. Both wrestlers lay on the mat, Realm breathing deeply before the referee came to check on her and as he did so, she started to move. Amelia pushed up onto her hands and knees and began to crawl towards her corner before she dove and made the tag to Defy.
Melissa: Here comes Defy! And you can bet speed will be on his side!
Defy came into the ring with a standing leap onto the top rope before he sprung into a missile dropkick that caught Danielle Arisu perfectly, knocking her back to the canvas as she started to rise. Again the Blood & Flames member rolled and started to push up to her feet only for Defy to bounce off the ropes and caught her with a handspring back elbow to the jaw. Arisu managed to stay on her feet following the elbow, but she stumbled backwards and allowed the man from Chicago to leave his feet and deliver a perfect butterfly kick, crashing his boot into the side of her head. As she hit the canvas, Amelia rolled to the side and began to push her way up to her feet only for Defy to hook her head, raise his hand to get a cheer from the crowd before hs left his feet and delivered a Shiranui. As they crashed to the mat, Defy made the cover, hooking the leg.
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Dante: Right on top of her head, but Arisu got her shoulder up!
The Worthy member rolled her shoulder to break up the pin and started to come to her feet as Defy was already vertical and charged towards the legal member of Team Worthy, spinning around her head and delivered a tilt-a-whirl headscissors takedown. Arisu rolled through and started to come to her feet and as she did so Defy charged at her, leaving his feet once more, spiking her head down into the canvas with a jumping DDT. Arisu rolled to the side, holding her head as Defy pulled her to her feet, walking her over to the neutral corner and lifted her upwards onto the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd. Quickly Defy scaled the corners and jumped upwards onto Arisu’s shoulders, delivered an inverted frankensteiner. As they landed on the mat, Defy made the cover and hooked the leg.
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Melissa: I like Defy’s strategy, he’s going for knockouts anywhere he can get them! But still, Arisu isn’t going down!
Arisu’s shoulder came up once more and Defy pushed up to his feet, bringing the woman up to her feet and into a side headlock as he walked her over to make the tag to Christopher Kane. The man entered the ring and delivered two stiff right hands into her rib cage before Defy released the headlock and stepped out to the ring apron. Kane delivered another right hand into Arisu’s gut before he looked in a cravate hold, hooking her head and delivered knees into her head. Weatherby ordered the break as Kane delivered one more stiff knee to her skull causing her to stumble backwards. As she found her balance, Christopher spun towards her and knocked her back to the canvas with a discus elbow that knocked her down to the ring mat and allowed him to follow up with an elbow drop. He made the cover and hooked the leg.
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Melissa: Christopher may have had it right there, but Kanna made sure that this match doesn’t end like that!
Before Weatherby could complete the three count, Kanna entered the ring and delivered a stomp to the back of Kane’s head, followed quickly by a second and a third before she dragged him up to his feet and into a pulling piledriver that dropped him down on his head. Roger Weatherby forced Kanna back to her corner before she could do more damage to Kane, only for the Haroshi to spit at him as he rolled onto his back. Slowly Christopher got back to his feet, shooting a stare over towards Kanna before he turned his attention back to Arisu who was back on her feet and he charged towards her, leaving his feet and delivered a Tornado DDT. He rolled away from her and moved towards the corner, holding his head as he headed towards the top rope, measured Arisu up and launched himself into a leg drop...and got nothing but empty mat as Danielle threw herself out of the way.
Dante: That’s like giving yourself an atomic drop from way up high right there.
Pushing herself up onto her hands and knees she began to crawl across the ring towards the corner of The Worthy and dived to make the tag to Kanna Haroshi who quickly came through the ropes and caught Kane with a running big boot to his jaw, causing him to spin as he fell to one knee. Chris pushed his way back up to his feet only for Kanna to catch him with a high kick to his jaw. Kane stumbled backwards and as he did so, the female Haroshi caught his wrist and jerked him towards her only to lift him off his feet and slam him down onto the mat with an Alabama Slam delivered with such ferocity that the back of his head bounced off the mat. Kane tried to sit up only to flop back down onto the mat once more before he tried to sit up one more time and this time made it stick only for Kanna to grab hold of his head and pull him upwards only to drive him back down with a sit-out powerbomb pin attempt.
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Melissa: I thought that was it right there! Did you see Kane bounce off the mat?!
Kane kicked out and tried to rise to his feet only for Kanna to bounce off the ropes, building momentum as she came back towards him and almost broke him in two with a spear. Kane rolls to the side and Kanna pulls him up to his feet and lifted him vertically, dropping him down to the mat with a suplex stunner. As he rolled onto his back on the mat, Kanna headed towards the top rope and threw herself off and into a Senton Bomb. As she landed across his chest, she reached back and hooked the leg for the pinfall.
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Dante: Christopher still showing a ‘never say die’ attitude here, he’s not going down easy!
Again Kane kicked out of the pinfall attempt and as he did so, Kanna pulled him up to his feet and marched him over to the corner where she tagged in her brother. Gouken stepped over the top rope while Kanna lifted Chris upwards and into an Atomic Drop that sent the man forward into her brothers From The Ashes kick to the face. Chris Kane hits the mat and Gouken circles him, stomping away at the man’s body before Weatherby forces him to back up. Gouken does so, but only long enough for Kane to get to all fours before Gouken places both hands on the side of Kane’s head for a vice hold, squeezing his head as she yanks him upwards from the mat and off his feet before he throws him chest first into the turnbuckle pads in the Worthy corner and follows it up with forearms to the base of his spine. The referee orders Gouken to let Kane out of the corner and the big man obliges by lifting Kane off his feet and dropping him on the back of his head and shoulders with a massive back suplex.
Melissa: Gouken is absolutely raw power, and he is manhandling Kane like a child!
Kane lets out a cry of pain as he rolls to the side, holding the back of his head. Gouken gives him little time to recover, however, as he once more bends down and brings Kane to his feet, lifting him upwards into a running powerslam. Again Gouken pulls Kane upwards and this time he drops him onto his head with a brainbuster. Finally the male Haroshi makes the cover on Chris Kane.
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Dante: Kane’s showing me a lot, especially considering he already has a title shot in his future! It’s not deterred him though from giving 100% in this match.
Kane managed to get his shoulder up to break the pinfall attempt only for Gouken to lift him up once more and drill him into the canvas with a two handed chokeslam. Chris rolled away on impact, holding his spine and the back of his head before he pushed up onto all fours and crawled towards the ring ropes, pulling himself upwards. As he got to a vertical base, Haroshi delivered a tomahawk chop to the side of his head before he sent him across the ring with an Irish whip and brought his boot up to meet his face. Kane collapsed to the mat, holding his back and the back of his head once more only for Gouken to pull him upright one more time and pulled him into the set up for a piledriver only for Leona, Defy and Realm to all enter the ring and charge towards the big man, Vega springboarding over the back of Kane to deliver a battering ram headbutt into the big man’s chest. Kane dropped to all fours once more and as he did so, Amelia stepped off his back and flipped forward into a senton into Gouken’s chest.
Dante: That’s what they have to do, if at all possible. Keep Gouken on the canvas! If he’s vertical, he’s dominant!
He caught her but as he did so, Leona and Defy delivered low dropkicks to his kneecaps that sent him crashing backwards to the ring mat. Realm started to hammer away at the tall masked man as Kanna, Arisu and Fuma entered the ring and started to brawl with Leona, Defy and Realm, forcing them backwards against the ring ropes before they came forward and delivered superkicks, connecting perfectly with all except for Vega who dropped down and avoided the blow from Fuma, causing him to catch himself over the top rope only to be dumped to the outside by Vega. Weatherby immediately did his best to restore order, forcing Kanna and Arisu back to their corners as Vega returned to hers. Rolling over to his hands and knees, Kane started to crawl towards his corner only for Gouken to grab him by the ankle and try to pull him backwards only for Kane to push upwards onto his free foot, bouncing there for a moment before he kicked up, catching the big man on the point of the jaw with his foot before he used his trapped leg to jerk the man forward, causing him to lose his balance and allowed Kane to roll him up into a pinning combination.
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Melissa: He’s just too big for Christopher to hold like that, that was never going to work!
Gouken kicked out but before he could push upwards, Kane grabbed hold of his leg and twisted his ankle into a submission hold, grapevining the leg as he did so. Gouken growled behind his mask as he pulled himself forward and grabbed hold of the bottom rope. Weatherby used the count; Kane milking it for as much as he could before he released. Gouken came to his feet as Kane made it to his knees and Haroshi looked to deliver a boot to his jaw only for Chris to move his head out of the way, Haroshi’s boot going straight past him. Kane immediately grabbed hold of the big man’s leg and took him down to the canvas with a dragon screw leg whip, immediately transitioning the move into a second ankle lock, grapevining the leg once more. Again Gouken growled, refusing to quit as the referee asked the question of him; the big man lashed out with his free foot, catching Kane on the side of the head with a kick, followed by a second and a third before Kane finally released his hold. He rolled away as Gouken pushed up to his feet, gingerly putting weight on his ankle and Kane made the tag to Leona Vega.
Melissa: Finally, Chris makes the tag and the “Lioness” is coming back and she’s recharged!
The Monterrey native entered the ring and she charged towards the big man, delivering a low dropkick to the same ankle that Kane had been working over. The Lioness pushed up to her feet quickly and began to stomp away at Gouken’s ankle only for him to kick her away. Leona falls back into the ropes, bouncing off them as Gouken gets to one knee and delivered a jumping justice fist to the side of his head. He rocked slightly after taking the shot but continued to push up to his feet only to get a running knee to his jaw. Once more he rocked on one knee only to continue up to his feet, still favouring his injured ankle only for Vega to execute a capoeira leg sweep that sends him down to the mat hard. It’s only momentary though before he pushes back up to his feet. As he does so, Vega heads towards the nearest corner, pushing up onto the middle rope and flies off to catch him with a fameasser that drives him face first into the canvas. The masked Japanese brute forced his way back to all fours and as he did so, Vega rolled him over into a crucifix pinning attempt.
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Dante: Leona using Gouken’s own size against him in that attempt, but still too much power in that big man!
Gouken kicked out and rolled away coming to his feet only for Vega to deliver another low dropkick to his ankle, following it up with a drop toe hold that sent him down to all fours. Leona rolled to her feet as the male Haroshi pushed up onto his knees and Leona started to fire off stiff kicks into him, spinning around him as she connects with roundhouse kicks and heel kicks into his body for the El Molnillo. Still he rose to his feet and as he did so, Vega left her feet and jerked him down into a codebreaker. He rolled away and started to push up to his feet once more only for Leona to head for the corner, climbing to the top rope before she hurled herself towards him, spinning around and around his head on his shoulders, looking for the Orbit DDT...only for Gouken to catch her in his arms and drop her downwards into an atomic drop. As she bounced off his knee he took three quick steps forward and delivered a clothesline from Hell. He fell on top of her for the cover.
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Melissa: He nearly took her head off with that clothesline, I’m amazed Leona had enough in her to get the shoulder up!
Vega rolled the shoulder and started to crawl for her corner as she Gouken got back to his feet and moved to his, tagging in Kanna who enters the match but isn’t quite fast enough to stop Leona from diving and tagging in Defy. The masked man from Chicago slingshots himself over the top rope and into a flying shoulder tackle that sees him catch Kanna as she charges towards him and knock her to the mat. Rolling through he comes to his feet, hitting the ropes and comes back towards Kanna as she gets to her feet with a Thesz press, landing it perfectly he starts to fire off right and left hands to her hand only for Kanna to monkey flip him off her and to the mat. He quickly came to his feet and launched himself into a springboard off the ropes and into a roundhouse kick aimed at Kanna’s head only for the Haroshi sibling to duck underneath it. As he turned back around to face her, she caught him across the chest and drove him into the canvas with an STO. Defy rolled away and tried to come to his feet only for Kanna to hook his arm and send him crashing down to the mat with a t-bone suplex. Again Defy pushed up to his feet and got a heart punch for his troubles. As he staggered backwards, Kanna skipped backwards only to come forward and deliver a John Woo dropkick to his chest. He fell backwards onto the canvas and Kanna dove on top of him to make the cover.
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Melissa: Kick out!!! KICK OUT!! YES!! Not just yet, Kanna!
Defy’s shoulder came up at the last moment and Kanna glared at Roger Weatherby as he showed her the two count. She got to her feet and got in the referee’s face as she demanded he reverse his decision and call it a three count. He stood firm in his decision that the shoulder was up before the three and told her the match would continue. Defy held his chest as he started to rise to his feet and Kanna came towards him again spinning around as he she attempted to deliver a back kick into his jaw. Defy through caught her foot and shoved it away from him before he grabbed the back of her head and spiked it down into the canvas with a reverse sitout facebuster. Her legs came up and he hooked both legs to make the cover himself.
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...THRE-
Dante: Trying to catch Defy is like pouring smoke through a keyhole! It’s damn difficult, and Kanna’s realizing it the hard way!
Defy rolled away and came to his feet, making the tag to Amelia Realm who came into the ring and charged towards Kanna, catching her in the jaw with a running big boot. Kanna spun away from the attack and Amelia dropped back to bounce off the ring ropes only to come back with a two footed dropkick to Haroshi’s head knocking her down to the canvas. Kanna began to rise slowly only for Amelia to measure her once more before she sprinted forward and executed the Cry for Justice rolling wheel kick, sending her crashing into the canvas. Realm dove on top of her and made the cover as she hooked the leg.
Melissa: CRY FOR JUSTICE!! ADRENALINE TITLE SHOTS FOR EVERYONE!!
One…
Two…
...THREE!!!!!!!NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dante: Not just yet! I thought it was game over right there though!
Kanna’s shoulder came up at the last moment and Amelia confirmed the count with the referee, asking for the three but accepting his decision that it was just a two count before she got to her feet. Realm moved back towards the ropes and waved her opponent upwards before she charged forward and into a savate kick. Realm caught her flush on the jaw and the Haroshi collapsed to the mat. Amelia rolled to her feet and ran to the ropes and into a springboard moonsault that saw her crash down on top of Kanna’s knees. Realm rolled away and made the tag to Leona Vega.
Melissa: Kanna got her knees up, and Amelia was lucky she found her corner so quickly!
Kanna was pushing up to her feet as Vega charged towards her and delivered a dropsault. Haroshi fell backwards to the canvas and was quickly pulled up to her feet only to get a kick to the gut followed by an impaler DDT, dropping the woman on her head. Rolling her over Vega made the cover, hooking both legs as she did so.
One…
Two…
...THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dante: Jesus, that was close! Leona was centimeters from getting her teammates a title shot!
Once more Haroshi got her shoulder up in the nick of time and Vega gave the sign to the crowd as she accepted the referee’s two count. The crowd started to cheer her wildly as Vega pulled Kanna up to her feet and hoisted her up onto her shoulders, setting her up for El Pilote but Kanna began to fire off elbows into the side of the head. Leona lost her grip on the Japanese wrestler and Kanna landed on her feet behind Vega. As Leona turned around to face her, Kanna fired off a spinning back kick to the jaw. Vega looked stunned and took a step backwards only for Haroshi to fire off a second back kick to the jaw. Leona dropped down to one knee and Kanna launched into the Kanabo buzzsaw kick. Haroshi lost her balance as she delivered the kick and only landed a glancing blow to Leona Vega before she fell into the ropes and staggered towards her corner, making the tag to Gouken.
Melissa: Leona’s been knocked loopy, and the bad news is getting worse because the power hitter of the Worthy just got the tag!
The big masked Japanese man entered the ring and advanced on the Monterrey native, lifting her upwards into a Gorilla Press Slam. Leona landed hard on her back and sent up; her face a mask of agony. As she tried to rise back up to her feet, Kane slapped her on the back to make the tag and Gouken wrap forward to deliver a big boot into Vega’s chest, sending her out through the ropes. As he delivered the big boot, Kane sprung up onto the top rope and launched himself over flipping over the big man and into a neckbreaker. Gouken pushed his way upwards only for Kane to deliver the Hit By A Cyclone tornado kick into the side of his head, dropping him to one knee as Christopher was quick to the corner, pushing up onto the middle rope before he flew into his face with both knees raised for the New York Rain. Gouken fell to the canvas and Kane scrambled to stack both of his leg over his shoulders and make the cover.
One…
Two…
...THREE!!!!!!!!!NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dante: It’s the same story we’ve seen with this big man the whole match, he’s just too big to hold down! But that was a great effort!
Gouken kicked out of the hold at the last moment and Kane didn’t even bother to query the call with the referee as he headed towards the nearest corner and quickly climbed to the top rope. As he got his balance on the top rope, Arisu dived towards the rope and caused the man to lose his balance, crotching himself on the top rope as Gouken rose to his feet. He moved towards the ropes and stepped upwards onto the middle rope, putting Chris Kane’s arm over his shoulder before he dropped him backwards with a side suplex. Kane hit so hard that he almost went head over heels before coming to rest on his back and rolling onto his front. As he went to rise, Gouken cut him off, pulling him upwards and into the Fall From The Sky sitdown powerbomb, holding it for the pinfall.
One…
Two…
...THREE!!!!NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Melissa: Thank goodness for Amelia! Kane was that close to having to be Sunny’s underling!
Amelia made the save, diving on top of Gouken to break up the pin and started to pepper him with right and left hands only for Haroshi to rise to his feet and catch her, sending her over to the mat with a Sambo suplex. Defy and Leona wasn’t far behind their partner but they never reached Gouken as Fuma and Arisu cut them off with matching spears before they started to fire off right and left hands; the foursome brawling on the canvas before they rolled away and out of the ring. Gouken and Kane were left in the ring, the two men returning to their feet and the Japanese superstar delivered an European uppercut to his opponent, followed by a second before he jerked Kane forward into a raised knee to his midsection. As Chris leaned forward, Gouken flipped him upwards and delivered a second Fall From The Sky sit down powerbomb, holding it for the pinfall once more.
Dante: FALL FROM THE SKY...AGAIN!! HE WON’T GET UP THIS TIME!!
One…
Two…
...THREE!!!!!
Melissa: THIS…..this is bad!
Gouken rolls away and sits up as the referee calls for the bell much to the boos and jeers of the crowd. Gouken slowly pushes up to his feet as he gets joined by his partners, the referee raising their hands in the air.
John: Here are your winners, by way of pinfall...THE WORTHY!!!
Melissa: Christopher already has an Adrenaline Championship match, but….now he’s under Sunny’s control!?
Dante: The Worthy just beat into the group a temporary member, and Christopher Kane’s professional career is in the hands of….Sunny!
The camera cuts to the outside of the ring where Amelia Realm, Leona Vega and Defy look downhearted (or at least as downhearted as two masked wrestlers can), almost disbelieving at the turn of events as Kane rolls away and tries to push up to his feet only for Kanna to deliver a double footstomp to his shoulder blades driving him back down into the mat. This causes the crowd to boo them a little louder before they began their celebrations and the show cut elsewhere.
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A recap shows us the long history of the Chaos Championship rivalry involving Joe Ragnal and the “High Risk Hitman” Nathan Thunder. From there, we head back to the ring with John stepping inside with his microphone.
Melissa: This is gonna be one unique match right there. I wouldn’t expect it go too long either, not with the playground these two men are about enter.
Dante: I agree with you on that. Those two are somewhere in the parking garage, and I hope everyone who parked over there got the insurance on their rental.
John: The following contest is a Parking Lot Brawl for the SVW Chaos Championship!!
As soon as John gets the words out of his mouth, the video wall comes to life and we immediately head into the parking garage of the Palace. The camera follows the champion as Nathan steps out into the garage with a referee behind him. The Hitman looks around cautiously, as much as the referee Roger Weatherby. Nathan peers around some of the cars, only for the passenger door of Toyota Prius to pop open as Joe charges out with a GPS unit in his hand. As soon as Nathan turns to see him, Joe catches him on the top of the head with the device, causing him to stumble backwards. Ragnal continues to break the glass screen of the device as he drives it into Nathan’s head. The challenger backs him up into another car a few feet away, grabbing his curly hair and beginning to drive his head into the hood of Chrysler. Four shots in a row connect before he slams him to the concrete.
Melissa: I guess Joe must have rented a Prius tonight...or someone left the door unlocked and just lost their Garmin!
Dante: Did you see him hammering it into Nathan’s head? See, this is why I say a match like this isn’t going to go very long!
Joe glances around as Nathan tries to get up, finding a traffic cone which he places over his head and starts wailing away with a tire iron he had stuffed in his boot. The orange cone takes quite a denting before Joe tries to whip him into the wall. But Nathan puts a stop to that, holding out his hands before he hits the wall and pulls the cone off his head. When he turns around, he fires the cone straight at Joe. But Ragnal manages to avoid it with a sidestep, which gave Nathan the opening he needed as he caught him with a running clothesline when Joe turned back around to face him.
Melissa: They are using whatever they can get their hands on, and Nathan put Joe down like nobody’s business right there.
Dante: Nathan is not a big fan of Joe’s, to say the least. Notice that he hasn’t bothered trying to go for a cover at all so far.
Nathan climbed up onto the hood of the Chrysler, and then up onto the hood. He wasted no time connecting with a double stomp to Joe’s body when he tried to sit up, driving the air out of the challenger in the process. Ragnal curled up in pain as Nathan found the tire iron Joe had used a moment ago. The champion started raining shots down across Joe’s body with it before he tossed it aside. Joe was in immense pain at this point, and this allowed Nathan to pick him up over one shoulder and deliver a snake eyes onto the hood of the Chrysler. Joe slumped to his knees against the car as Nathan pulled him up from behind, and executed a German suplex into a bridge! Weatherby found a safe spot to drop and make the cover!
Melissa: Joe is being bludgeoned, and a German suplex on the concrete!!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
T-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Dante: Joe’s getting the hell beat out of him, but he’s still in the fight. It goes without saying there is NO give on that concrete floor!
Joe rolled his shoulder in time, causing Nathan to get back to his feet. The champion hooked both of Joe’s feet under his arms as he turned around. Thunder fell backwards, and catapulted Joe head and chest first into a column. The champion smacked against it before Nathan executed a missile dropkick off the roof of the Chrysler to put him back on the floor. Thunder climbed back up onto the roof again, measuring and coming off with a frog splash onto Joe before he hooked the outside leg for the cover! Weatherby dropped to count again!
Dante: Have you ever seen a frog splash on the roof of a Chrysler New Yorker? Neither have I!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPEE!!
Melissa: Joe STILL manages to get his shoulder up, and I couldn’t tell you how. This thing is brutal already, and we’re just starting!
Joe’s shoulder came up again just before the three, causing Nathan to pelt him with right hands to the head. He finally got to his feet, and pulled Joe with him. Ragnal was bleeding from the mouth at this point as he coughed up blood, while being dragged by Nathan deeper into the parking garage. Nathan spotted an old pickup truck, quickly nodding his head before he went towards it and opened the passenger door.
Dante: People in this city need to remember to lock their vehicle doors, but Nathan’s getting an idea here from that old truck.
With the truck door open, Nathan doubled back to get Joe. But the challenger was coughing heavily, spitting out little drops of blood before Nathan pulled him back to his feet. Thunder hoisted him over one shoulder, and took off towards the open truck door. But Joe managed to slip out the back, and landed on his feet. When the champion turned around, Joe grabbed his head to deliver a facebuster to the concrete! Ragnal fell over backwards, trying to breathe and coughing up a bit more blood. He finally rolled over to make a cover.
Dante: A facebuster to the concrete floor! Nathan could be out cold, and Joe’s coughing up blood!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOPE!!
Nathan’s shoulder came up in time. Joe coughed up a bit more blood onto the concrete before pulling Nathan up and leaning his head on the car seat of the truck. Ragnal immediately darted around, and slammed the door shut around Nathan’s head and body, causing him to collapse back to the concrete floor.
Melissa: Joe just slammed that door on the Chaos Champion’s body, and Nathan may not have a lot left at this rate. I’m not sure how either of them do, if I’m honest.
Joe slammed the truck door shut again, and started to climb onto the top of the cab. A quick measure of the champion followed that before Joe executed senton that crashed into Nathan’s body! The challenger continued coughing, and made it back to his feet when he happened to glance in the truck bed. A look came over his face as he reached down inside of it, and retrieved a shovel.
Dante: Someone brought a shovel to Fearless in the back of that truck, and Joe’s not going to be digging any holes with it!
Melissa: I’m glad I took an Uber to the arena tonight, Dante!
Thunder rolled to his stomach as he tried to get to his hands and knees, only for Joe to crack the shovel across his back and drive him back to the ground. Three more shots followed that before Nathan rolled onto his back, holding his ribs. The challenger stepped over him, raising the shovel overhead like a guillotine aimed for Nathan’s head. But the champion fired a hard right into Joe’s groin. That made him drop the shovel, and clutch the spot in question. Nathan fired a pair of palm thrusts up into Joe’s throat, getting him back up a few steps before the champion could get to his feet. It was quite obvious Nathan was in serious pain. But as Joe reached down to grab the weapon, Nathan grabbed his head and executed a DDT into it instead! The sound rang through the parking garage as Joe’s head hit the blunt end and caused it to pop up on the other end, barely missing the referee. The champion kicked it away, and dropped down to make the cover.
Melissa: What a horrific sound Ragnal’s skull made when Nathan drove it into the business end of that shovel with a DDT! This is over right here!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOO!!
Joe managed to roll his shoulder in time before the three came down. Nathan looked in pain towards the referee to make sure it was just a two before he got back to his feet again.
Dante: That was a concussion level impact right there, but I’ll be damned if Joe Ragnal didn’t get his shoulder up anyway! That’s proof how much these two want to be Chaos Champion!
The champion looked in the back of the truck bed, not finding anything else of use to him. As he looked, Joe was trying to crawl away from him. He wasn’t making great progress, only making it to another car a few spots away. Nathan immediately went after him as Joe tried to pull himself up with the help of a car trunk. Nathan measured him from a couple feet away as Joe finally made it to his feet and staggered towards the rear passenger door. Nathan charged towards him at stop speed, looking for a flying knee strike! But Joe ducked, and Nathan shattered the window with his knee instead. Thunder shouted in pain before Joe swept his other leg...and applied a figure four leglock in the parking garage!
Dante: Nathan missed Joe, but he could have shattered his knee as much as he did that window with the impact!
Melissa: Joe’s….he’s putting on a figure four! He may win this on a submission with a figure four in the damn parking garage!!
Nathan shouted in pain as the referee asked him if he wanted to submit. The champion showed no interest in that, shoving the referee away from him as Joe tried to increase the pressure by pulling harder on the injured knee. Nathan shouted in pain, but rolled over onto his stomach to reverse the pressure. Now Joe was in agony, desperately trying to reach his foot and finally free himself of the hold. The challenger slowly crawled away as Nathan clutched his knee between the parked vehicles.
Melissa: That was the only way he was going to get a break from that hold, reversing it since there’s obviously no rope breaks out there!
Dante: Nathan’s knee is certainly shot, but now Joe may be having significant trouble being able to walk too.
Ragnal tried to push up to his feet, having some trouble doing so, much like Nathan. The champion leaned against the door of the truck, using it to hold him up. Joe doubled back after him as Nathan climbed onto the hood of the adjacent Dodge Neon. Joe climbed up with him as the two started trading blows one after another, practically leaning against one another just to stand up.
Melissa: Look at these two, and what they are doing to each other! Neither one of them can stand up at all, they’re holding each other up!
Dante: These two are, without question, two of the absolute toughest human beings I’ve ever seen to endure all this...and still keep fighting!!
Joe threw his arms up into a X shape, and went to pick Nathan up for his finisher.
Dante: Here comes the FUN DROP!!
But as he got him up, Nathan slipped out behind him, spun him around, and scooped him upside down. His knee gave out almost as soon as he did, causing him to tombstone Joe’s head into the hood with a sickening smack! Ragnal collapsed arms and legs akimbo on the hood before Nathan collapsed on top of him.
Melissa: A TOMBSTONE...on the damn hood of that car!
The referee found a safe spot to make the count as neither man were moving too much at this point.
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Weatherby called for the bell back in the arena, and raised Nathan’s limp arm up to signify him as the winner. Medics poured out into the parking garage to help both men.
Dante: These two men beat the everlovin’ hell out of each other with everything but the kitchen sink in the parking garage! And Nathan has managed to retain his title...if he even realizes it yet!
John: The winner of this match…..and STILL SVW Chaos Champion….’THE HIGH RISK HITMAN’ NATHAN THUNDER!!!
Nathan was helped back into the arena by two medics who were practically carrying him, while another pair was tending to Joe.
Melissa: I’m amazed they lasted as long as they did, but the human body can only take so much! Both of them need medical attention very badly!
As the other two medics were helping Joe off the hood of the car, a woman emerged from another parked car and took off towards them. She speared Joe out of their grip, and began to pound away at him before leaning down to bite into his face!
Melissa: Who the hell is that?! She’s trying to bite Joe’s face off!!
Dante: I’ve never seen her in my life, we need security!
The woman pounded the unconscious Joe relentlessly with strikes as security finally arrived. Joe offered no movement as she was pulled off him, breaking free of their grip and taking off into a run towards the exit.
Dante: Joe couldn’t even defend himself! I’d love to know who the hell that was!
Melissa: I hope they catch her, and take her to jail!
The medics look around again as security guards them while they help Joe towards the back with bite marks on his face. On that, we cut to a commercial for Extreme Prejudice.
About That Title Shot
Knock knock knockin' on Alexander Stryfe's door.... Luckily for them, he finally answers, emerging in the door frame with a slightly surprised look on his face.
Alexander: Well this is a surprise, ladies. To what do I owe this visit?
Kaoru: Well, I didn't really want to make a fuss about things, I know things have been crazy as usual...
That madness between the shows is also why we haven't really said anything, but... now that things have gotten a bit of..
Crowd: Oversight!
Andi: Damn, they're good.
Kaoru: I think this is a good time to bring up the fact that Andi & I are still due a chance to regain the SVW Tag Team Championships. I'm not making demands, or complaining, or anything like that, but... now that things are settling down and there's a bit less backstage politics involved, it seemed like as good a time to give a little reminder.
Andi: There's no rush, either, I mean, we waited this long... hopefully not too long...
Andi tries to make some cute, innocent doe eyes behind the mask.
Alexander: I am glad you brought that up. I had almost forgotten that DOC refused your rematch clause from when you lost the titles. As you know, he’s no longer working for this company. And I see no reason not to honor the contract, so you’ve got your tag title rematch with whoever holds those titles at the end of the night.
That gets a pop from the crowd.
Andi: YES!
The joyous reaction from Takata gets a serious look from her partner, at least until the smile finally cracks.
Kaoru: I almost want to give you hell for that little outburst, but I can’t help but share a bit of that emotion with you.
Andi: Either the Scarborough Fair or Gene- wait we can’t call them that. Apollo and Cade! That’s going to be a great match no matter who wins tonight!
Kaoru: That’s going to be a tough match, no matter who wins tonight. Rest assured, we’ll be more than ready though. I know we haven’t exactly been setting SVW on fire as of late, but with a clear shot, it seems like there’s no better time for the Express to start burning up SVW’s tag team ranks again.
Andi: Wow, everything really IS better without that DOC guy around.
Kaoru: Sometimes things just need a little bit of…
Asaka cups a hand to her ear, listening for the-
Crowd: OVERSIGHT!
Andi: They really are on point tonight at the Palace!
More cheers for the people!
Alexander: I’ll even go you one better. First, your rematch will be at Extreme Prejudice! But secondly, I’ve noticed both of you to be quite the singles competitors as well. So I’m going to give you an opportunity. On the next Aggression, I’m going to team you with Jo McFarlane to face Sunny and the Unrepentant. If either of you manage somehow to pin or submit Sunny in that match, there could be an Adrenaline opportunity awaiting the one who does.
Andi: WOW! That’s a heck of a chance! And a heck of a partner!
Kaoru: And a hell of a challenge, but one to definitely look forward to. Not like we’ve got any love lost for the Unrepentant. Can’t lose something you never had, right?
Andi: Yeah, screw those guys. Never really had a chance to face Sunny either. Even better it happens this way! And we don’t even have to worry about Cyclone sticking his nose in things! I’ve had enough of terrible weather events anyway.
Kaoru: Thank you, Mr. Stryfe. I didn’t think we’d get all that from this one visit.
Andi: Kaoru figured you would have told us to pound sand. We’ve pretty glad you didn’t. But that’s just the kind of awesome guy you are, Mr. Stryfe!
Takata beams and gives him a friendly, energetic hug, much to Kaoru’s mild panic.
Kaoru: Andi! Please, before he takes it back, let him go!
Andi: I’M EXCITED! BE EXCITED!
Kaoru: I’m excited too. But for the love of the Cosmos, Andi…
Andi lets go of the man that owns the place, lightly brushing out the wrinkles she may have caused on his suit.
Andi: Sorry.
Alexander: Quite alright. I hope you ladies will go visit Miss McFarlane. Because the arrangement stands whether she is the new champion tonight or not. After all, if Sunny doesn’t retain, she is still the former champion and a win on her would put one of you in line. I’ll also put you both in charge of making sure Mr. Cyclone remains safely away from the ring during the Adrenaline Title match.
Kaoru: Unless he’s magically become Barry Sanders, I don’t see him getting past either one of us.
Andi: I don’t care if he magically becomes Colonel Sanders. What a jerk that guy is. Totally deserves a good kick to the head. Maybe it’ll straighten him out.
Both women give each other a sideways look and a smirk.
BSX: Naaaah.
Kaoru: We’ll be sure to have a little talk with Jo too.
Andi: Hopefully C doesn’t get too suspicious.
Kaoru: I very much doubt that she will, Andi. Then again, stranger things have happened.
Andi: The Cosmos works in strange ways sometimes.
Kaoru: That explains you…. All the time.
Andi: Yup!
Pause. For. Effect.
Andi: HEY!
On that note, Kaoru starts trying to drag her partner out of the office.
Kaoru: Sorry for taking up so much of your time, Mr. Stryfe, I know you’re very busy. Thanks again for your time!
Andi: And the matches and chances and everything else!
As the owner nods his head, we cut back to the ring for the next match.
John: The following match is scheduled for one fall to a finish and is for the SVW Tag Team Championships!!!
Melissa: We heard from the tag champs earlier tonight, and now it’s time to determine if those words will still ring true at the end of this match!
“HAVE YOU HEARD THE NEWS?! BAD THINGS COME IN TWOS,
BUT I NEVER KNEW... ABOUT THE LITTLE THINGS!”
John: From Berkeley, California... At a combined weight of 246 pounds and accompanied to the ring by Christian Kincaid... Mickey and Raquel... THE SCARBOROUGH FAIR!!
“Every single day, things get in my way. Someone has to pay, for the little things.”
As the chords of “The Little Things” screech, the entire arena gets filled with cheers. Spotlights of yellow and pink flicker through the crowd and the arena darkens as the music plays. Mickey and Raquel emerge from the top of the ramp with a ladder in tow, holding it up together. Raquel and Mickey put down the ladder and high-five after coming down while Christian watches on with a smile. Fair and Scarborough roll into the ring before climbing opposite turnbuckles, soaking in the cheers with wily grins before talking strategy in the corner as their music fades out.
Dante: If there’s a more unpredictable team in SVW, I’d like to meet them. The Fair know exactly what it takes to be tag champions, and they are managed by a man who knows a little about it himself.
Melissa: Just going by the fact and how many tag titles they’ve held together, you could argue that the challengers may be the heavy favorites here.
The lights dim inside of the arena, the Tron beginning to display black and white frames of two very different women beating opponents senseless with various amount of strikes, as a fierce beat alongside a low whistle is heard over the PA system as the lights begin to flash white, red and gold all over the arena, the spotlight shining on the tunnel as “Bring Da Ruckus” by the Wu-Tang Clan starts through the PA system and the RZA’s voice blasts through the system.
BRING DA MOTHERFUCKIN RUCKUS!
BRING DA MOTHERFUCKIN RUCKUS!
BRING DA MOTHER, BRING DA MOTHERFUCKIN RUCKUS!
BRING DA MOTHERFUCKIN RUCKUS!
Bursting out from the curtain to the roar of the crowd are Leander Apollo and Vanessa Cade, who nod along to the support as they look around the arena before Cade executes a 360 spin with her right elbow leading, while Leander raises his fist and hooks his arm around Vanessa’s as streamers of gold, black, white and red fire off behind and over them. With that both competitors make their way to the ring, staring down the ramp with every intent of making things happen as the SVW Tag Team Championships shine brightly while around their waists.
John: And their opponents...weighing in at a combined weight of three hundred and seventy-five pounds, THEY ARE THE REIGNING AND DEFENDING SVW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS…CADEEEEEEE AND APOLLOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
Cade & Apollo get inside the squared circle, the crowd showing their support accordingly as Vanessa and Leander ascend to the top rope on each side, the both of them unbuckling their tag team gold from their waists and lifting up the SVW Tag Team titles up high in the air while soaking in the crowd adulation. After a few moments, the two hop down from the top rope and begin their preparations for the contest ahead in the nearest corner.
Melissa: The number to keep in mind here is 864, folks. That’s the number of days it took these two to finally realize their goal of being tag champions in SVW!
Dante: And that’s exactly the same reason that it is likely going to take a massive effort for any other team to take it from them.
As McGuire asks both teams to make final preparations for the match, Cade and Apollo move towards the middle of the ring where they meet the Scarborough Fair face to face. The foursome don’t exchange any words as they stare at each other for a couple of moments before the Champions slowly raise their belts in the air, causing their supporters to momentarily cheer louder for the duo - only for the Fair Fanatics to get louder too. Bringing the title belts back down they hand them off to McGuire and the two teams fist bump before they head back to their respective corners while the official hands off the title belts and calls for the bell. Apollo swings his arms in his corner as Vanessa stands out on the apron for the Champions while Mickey takes the lead for the Fair.
Dante: Leo and Mickey are gonna start things off here, you can tell the crowd is split down the center between them. Mickey’s gonna have to use her speed, and not try to stand toe to toe with Apollo. That’s also the case for Raquel when she’s in there with him.
Melissa: You looking for a tag team to manage along with Mileena?
The pair come out of their corners circling each other for a couple of moments before Leander attempts to go for a lock up only for Mickey to dart out of the way of his grasp as they circle again. Once more Leander attempted to catch his opponent and pull her into tie up only for the more high flying of the pair to again avoid his grip as she darts behind him. Apollo turns quickly and lunged at Mickey in an attempt to capture her once more, even getting to lay a hand on her this time...but again she proves elusive to pin down as she steps away from him. The Tag Team Champion takes a deep breath, placing his hands on his hips for a second as he stands in the middle of the ring and sets himself as he stares at Mickey and waves her forward, reminding her that the Fair have to beat them to take home the gold.
Melissa: I kinda like all the jawing going on in there. There’s no real malice between these teams, but they are ultra competitive.
Scarborough nods her head in agreement as he waves her forward, moving backwards and forwards in front of him as if looking to pick her spot before she drops back to the ropes and charges towards him and hurls herself into a baseball slide that sees her go straight through his legs. Quickly the woman from Berkeley pushed upwards and grabbed Leander’s leg before he could turn and dragged him down into a schoolgirl roll up, accidentally getting her hand caught up in his tights as she did so.
One…
Two…
Dante: Well...sometimes you get your hand stuck...in other people’s ring attire. It happens.
Melissa: I’ll take your word for it.
Leander kicked out and Mickey popped up to her feet, holding up two fingers to him as he rolled to look at her. He re-adjusted his tights as he started to come to his feet only for Mickey to catch him with a dropkick to the chest that caused him to take a step backwards. Mickey kipped up to her feet and caught him with a haymaker of right hand to his jaw as the man tried to set himself once more only for the blow to knocking him off slightly off balance as the girl shook her hand in pain. Almost immediately he regained his footing only for his opponent to have dropped to one knee, delivering a right hook into his abs before she powered her way back upwards and into a European uppercut that once more caught the Columbus native on the point of his jaw, knocking him backwards a step. Mickey likewise took a step backwards but only to give her enough room to skip forward and launch herself into a dropsault that caught him square on the jaw, sending him down to one knee. Again he almost immediately pushed back up onto his feet and as he did so, Scarborough sent him face first into the ring mat with a drop toe hold.
Dante: See, this is what I was talking about. Mickey is taking the right approach here, not to mention trying to keep Leo on the mat.
Melissa: Yeah, he’s not nearly effective face down on the canvas as he is standing in front of you. No lie there.
The Challenger was quick to her feet once more and headed straight for the ring ropes, building momentum as she rushed back towards him and once more took Apollo to the canvas, sending him towards a neutral corner with a headscissors takedown. Leander rolled to his feet and as he did so, Mickey looked to continue her attack by advancing upon him and being to unload with a series of rapid fire kicks to his gut that saw him back up against the turnbuckles after the first two blows landed. Mickey grabbed hold of the top rope and looked to deliver side kicks into his middle, catching him with two as she started to build a rhythm to the kicks but before she could speed it up any Apollo caught her leg and lunged towards her, catching her in his arms this time and as he did so, he turned one eighty degrees and hurled her across the ring with an exploder suplex.
Dante: Remember about the speed thing I mentioned? I should have also mentioned it’s not a good idea to get caught, because things like THAT can happen!
Melissa: Leo just threw Mickey like he was dunking a basketball behind him!
Mickey bounced on the canvas on impact and sat up, rolling to her knees and then to her feet only for Apollo to knock her back down with a running lariat. The Californian rose quickly once more only for her opponent to step into her and bring his knee up into her midsection doubling her over and allowing Leander to send her flying through the air once more with a gutwrench suplex towards the Cade and Apollo corner. The challenger again hit the mat and pushed up onto her knees, then her feet, pressing a hand against her lower back in discomfort as she did so. A moment later she was sent stumbling backwards into the turnbuckle pads with a leaping high knee to her chest. Cade moved away from the corner holding her hands in the air as her husband measured up Mickey and delivered three kicks aimed squarely at her right knee. Scarborough’s leg buckled slightly with each blow and after the third Leo dropped to one knee, grabbed hold of her right leg and used a dragon screw leg whip to bring her out of the corner and to the mat as he transitioned it through into a knee bar. Leaning back he made the tag to the Golden Elbow.
Melissa: Leo’s a pretty lanky guy, and it makes those reaches to the corner a lot easier. Now we got Cade tagging into the fray.
Dante: Vanessa loves the Fair, she thinks the world of them. But that doesn’t mean she won’t do everything in her power tonight to retain the tag titles it took them 864 days to attain against them.
Vanessa stepped through the ring ropes as Apollo increased the pressure of the kneebar on Mickey as the official told him to leave the ring. As McGuire started his count, Cade came forward with a couple of stutter steps and dropped an elbow into Scarborough’s spine, quickly rolling to her feet and into a second. A third followed it as McGuire’s count reached four and Leander released his hold and rolled out of the ring underneath the bottom rope. Quickly Cade moved around Mickey’s body, grabbing her right leg once more and pulling it up into the air only to deliver a leg DDT that bounced the knee into the canvas. Mickey grimaced, letting out a slight cry of pain as she reached for the right knee only for Vanessa to pull her up to her feet and deliver a series of left and right forearms into her face connecting with nine blows in total before the Winnipeg born wrestler spins around and delivers a discus forearm smash to Mickey’s face, sending her back down to the canvas. Cade follows it up with a knee drop to the chest before she made the cover, hooking Mickey’s leg as she does so.
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Melissa: I don’t think Mickey is anywhere close to being danger of the fall yet, but Cade’s reminding her that they are here to win.
Mickey kicked out of the pinfall on the two count and Vanessa wasted little time as she rose to her feet as the Scarborough Fair member sat up and delivered two quick stomps to the right knee. Scarborough rolled away from the stomps and onto her hands and knees - favouring the right knee as she quickly tried to push up to her feet. As she rose Cade stalked around behind her and took her right knee out with a chop block to the right knee that sent her down. Again Mickey pushed up to her feet as quickly as could, albeit hampered slightly by her knee and Vanessa moved towards her again as tried to position her for a side Russian leg sweep only for Mickey to fight out of it, driving her elbow into the side of Cade’s face three times to get the break as Vanessa staggered away. With a look of pain on her face, Scarborough set off in a run towards the ropes, bouncing off them into a flying clothesline that Vanessa ducked underneath; Mickey corrected in midair, landing on her left leg and a second later was airborne again with a pele kick that caught Cade flush on the top of the head. The legal member of the challengers screwed her face up in pain as she landed on her knees but didn’t let that stop her as she launched herself at full stretch and tagged her partner’s hand.
Melissa: Cade got her bell rung right there, and now Mickey’s looking to let Raquel take over for her!
Fair came into the ring and charged towards Cade as she started to get to her feet only to catch her with a spinning heel kick. Vanessa pushed up to her feet once more but as she did so she found her head hooked by the woman from Berkeley and sent down with a snapmare that sent her into a sitting position and was immediately followed by Fair bouncing off the ropes and hitting a dropkick to the blonde. Cade rolled away and as she did so, Raquel dropped down next to her and locked in a side headlock on the Canadian grappler, leaning into the move as she used her weight to make the hold more effective. Despite that Vanessa slowly started to push her way upwards to her feet and began to throw hands into Fair’s middle, getting the break and coming face to face with her opponent and immediately the pair began to exchange blows - Vanessa with a forearm smash to Fair who replied with a haymaker. The pair threw three blows each before Cade landed a fourth and in reply Raquel lashed out with a throat thrust. As Vanessa gasped for breath, Fair hooked her head and delivered a snap suplex.
Melissa: Raquel’s as close to the power hitter for the team as the Fair has, and she and Vanessa were throwing bombs right there.
Dante: That they were, and Raquel got the better of it on that exchange. She needs to be mindful of Cade’s elbow though.
The Tag Team Champion sat up and began to push to her feet as Fair looked to the neutral corner for a moment before moving quickly to try to keep the advantage in the match as she snapped off two jabs to Cade’s jaw before she took her wrist and sent her into a neutral corner with an Irish whip. Vanessa hit the turnbuckles back first and a moment later received a raised boot to the face as Fair came in close behind her with a facewash big boot. The woman from Berkeley skipped backwards a couple of steps only to stop suddenly and come forward once more with a double knee strike to her opponent’s chest. Again Fair drops back a couple of steps as she lands on her feet and again she leaves them - this time for a dropkick that saw her drive both of her boots into Vanessa’s stomach. Fair nipped past the Golden Elbow as she was doubled up in pain and staggering away from the corner and quickly climbed the ring ropes before she launched herself off them towards her opponent, catching Cade around the head as she spun around and slammed her down with a Tornado DDT. Raquel wasted little time in rolling her foe to her back and made the cover, hooking the leg as she did so.
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Dante: Not yet, says the tag champion. I think Cade & Apollo are going to be the hardest tag champions to defeat, simply because of how long it took them to finally capture those titles back at Criminal Intent.
Cade kicked out and Raquel didn’t waste any movement, locking in a front facelock on the Tag Team Champion, pulling her up to her feet and moving back to the Scarborough Fair corner where she made the tag. Scarborough steps into the ring and joins her partner as they both lift Vanessa upwards into a suplex position only to drop her forward and slam her face first into the canvas. Fair steps out onto the apron as Scarborough climbs up onto the middle rope from the inside, waiting for her opponent to push upwards and as Cade does so, Mickey flies from the middle rope, over the top of Vanessa and into a sunset flip pinning combination.
Melissa: Wow, look at that agility! Mickey may surprise Cade after all!
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Dante: Not just yet, she won’t!
Cade clapped her legs together against Mickey’s head to break the pinning combination and came to her feet as Scarborough leapt onto the middle rope using it as a springboard into a hurricanrana that saw her send Cade to the canvas once more. As the pair landed the woman from Winnipeg immediately pushed her opponent off of her, causing Mickey to roll to her feet and make towards the ring ropes once more, bouncing off them and coming back at Cade as she was rising to her feet and delivered a flying elbow strike of her own. Vanessa reeled backwards two steps after receiving the elbow strike and Mickey hooked her arm into a hammerlock that she kept applied as she sent her down into the canvas with a DDT. Mickey pulled her quickly back up to her feet and whipped her into the ropes, catching her on the return with a spinning spinebuster. As she landed the move, Scarborough rolled to the side, holding her right knee as she kicked her leg out a couple of times before she pushed herself up and into the cover on her foe.
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Melissa: That spinebuster will drive every bit of air out of your body all at once, but Vanessa had the wherewithal to kick out anyway.
Again Cade kicked out on the two count and rolled to her front before she pushed up to her hands and knees but as she did so, Mickey rolled her over and into a pinning combination with an Oklahoma roll.
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Dante: Mickey’s trying to catch her off guard every chance she gets, but Cade just isn’t going for it, is she?
Once more Vanessa managed to get her shoulder up to break up the count and Mickey rolled back towards the Scarborough Fair corner, making the tag to Fair. Raquel entered the ring and the two Challengers pulled a rising Vanessa the rest of the way to her feet and double hip tossed her down to the canvas before they set off in opposite directions and came back; Mickey with a dropkick to her chest and Raquel with a forearm smash to the back of the head. Cade drops to lay on her side and Fair grabs hold of an arm and leg, dragging her over towards the nearest corner where she measured her up before she jumped and delivered a split legged moonsault. It landed perfectly across Cade’s midsection and Fair again looked to put the match to bed with another pinfall attempt as she hooked the leg.
Dante: A beautiful split-legged moonsault, and Raquel’s going for the cover!
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Melissa: Still not enough to get the job done. I can’t recall a tag title match where I’ve seen so many pin attempts in such a quick succession.
Cade kicked out of the pinfall and Fair shook her head as she pushed up to her feet and patted her elbow as she retreated to the middle of the ring; half the crowd getting behind her loudly as the other half tried to rouse Vanessa. Slowly the Winnipeg native began to push upwards, getting to her knees. As she started to push up to one knee, Raquel charged forward, stepping up onto her opponent’s knee and swung her arm for the bionic elbow portion of the Shimmering Witch only for Cade to counter it by elevating her foe higher into the air and into a snake eyes - Fair’s hand coming up to cushion the impact of her face with the top turnbuckle. Raquel landed on her feet and stumbled backwards towards the middle of the ring only for Cade to push upwards and send Fair to the mat with an enzugiri to the side of her head.
Dante: That bought Vanessa some time to try to recuperate as quickly as possible. It also gave Raquel Excedrin headache #52.
Cade was breathing heavily as she lay on the mat for a couple of seconds, trying to get her bearings as Apollo stomped his boot on the ring apron, slapped his hand on the turnbuckle as the Cade & Apollo fans got louder. Slowly the Winnipeg born wrestler began to force herself to her feet, finding Raquel was matching her step for step. Cade threw an elbow into the side of her foes head, followed by a second. Fair held her head as she finally made it to her feet and Vanessa took her by the hand and locked in an armwrench before she brought her foot up with an overhead kick to the shoulder. Not releasing her hold on the arm the Tag Team Champion twisted the Berkeley woman’s arm up behind her back into a hammerlock, holding it there as her other arm snaked around her head before she fell backwards, slamming Fair down on her ass. A second later Cade had her legs wrapped around Raquel’s midriff and was squeezing the air out of her lungs while keeping the hammerlock in tight.
Melissa: It’s bad enough to suffer having that hammerlock applied, but Vanessa’s trying to squeeze all the air out of Raquel’s body at the same time.
Dante: Pretty smart, if you ask me. If you’re having trouble breathing, it doesn’t take long to put the lights out afterwards.
The referee asked Fair if she wanted to quit, getting a shake of the head from the brunette even as the blonde locked her ankles and increased the pressure in the body scissors. Still the challenger refused to quit as she searched for a way out of the submission, only to find the ring ropes too far away for her to reach them and for her free arm to strike any meaningful blow to her foe’s torso. Again the referee asked as Cade told her to quit, twisting the arm further as she tried to squeeze more life from the brunette. Still the Berkeley native refused and almost seemed to say sorry before she drove the point of her elbow into the side of Cade’s right knee. Again and again. Rapid fire, right into the side of the knee and after at least ten blows Cade released the body scissors, allowing Raquel to roll to the side and ease the pressure on her shoulder before she started to push upwards. As Fair got to her feet Vanessa transitioned the hammerlock back into a wrist lock that she used to jerk Fair forward and into the Gold Rush short arm elbow strike. Raquel hit the mat and rolled onto her side as Vanessa dropped on top of her and made the cover, hooking the leg as she did so.
Dante: There’s the GOLD RUSH! And the tag titles are going home with the champs!
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Melissa: That was close, but close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades!
Fair kicked out of the pinfall and Cade rolled away to her corner where she made the tag to Leander Apollo. The male co-holder of the Tag Team Championships entered the ring and advanced on Raquel Fair, wrapping his arms around her waist in a rear waistlock before he popped his hips and sent her to the canvas with a German suplex. He kept his arms locked around as he jerked her upright and sent her down with a second suplex. A third followed it and then a fourth before he bridged into another pinning combination.
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Dante: Those rolling German suplexes look nice, but they take as much out of the giver as the recipient! What conditioning by Leo, and resolve by Fair to kick out like that!
Fair kicked out and rolled away from Leander only for him to tie her up with a Muay Thai clinch and bring his knees up into her face, striking five times before he releases her. As the brunette stumbled away from him, he caught her by the wrist and yanked her back in his direction, scooped her up off her feet and delivered a shoulder breaker to the brunette on the same arm that Vanessa had worked over with a hammerlock earlier. He gave her no recovery time as he bent down and pulled her back up to her feet and into a double knee armbreaker that he quickly transitioned into a short arm scissors. McGuire got down on his knees and asked Raquel if she wanted to quit only for the brunette to refuse, shaking her head in reply. Apollo looked to further up the pressure in the submission hold but still Raquel refused to quit prompting Leander to release the hold and roll over on top of her, taking the mount position and delivered a series of hammer like blows as Fair desperately covered up. The Ohio native stood up and moved away at the referee’s request as Fair rolled onto her side and held her shoulder. It was only a momentary reprieve before Apollo pulled her back up to her feet and into another shoulder breaker, dropping her to the canvas and walked around her downed body as he delivered a Garvin stomp to each body part before returning to his corner where he tagged in Vanessa.
Melissa: That’s just an old fashioned stomp to every part of the body from Leo, effective as hell too.
Dante: Now Vanessa’s coming back in with designs on potentially finishing this off, and bringing the SVW Tag Titles home with her.
As Cade entered the ring, Apollo stalked around Fair once more, wrapping his arms around her middle as he hauls her back to her feet. Once she was upright and still caught around the waist, the Golden Elbow charged forward into a Yakuza kick that connected with her chest an instant before the Red Comet sent her flying through the air once more with another German suplex. Cade popped back to her feet quickly and drove the point of her elbow into Fair’s sternum before she made the cover.
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Melissa: That’s some rib pulverizing precision from the “Golden Elbow”, but Raquel’s still in this match!
The Berkeley wrestler rolled her shoulder a moment before McGuire could complete the three count and rolled to her side a Cade knelt up, confirming the two count with the referee. Nodding her head in acceptance the Canadian wrestler brought the challenger to her feet only to slam her face first into the mat in front of the Champions corner with a Half Nelson bulldog. Pushing upwards to her knees Cade made the tag to her partner who entered the ring and with his wife brought Fair upwards and into a double flapjack that saw her bounce up onto her knees momentarily before she slumped forward onto the canvas. Vanessa stepped back out onto the apron and into her corner as the Columbus born man went to Fair and brought her back vertical and into his Leo-Plex, delivering a tiger suplex that he transitioned into a dragon suplex before he finished the move with the Bridging X-plex. McGuire slid into position and checked the shoulders as he started the count.
Melissa: Look at that X-Plex!
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...THREE!!!!!!!NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dante: You have to really train your neck for moves like that, credit to Leo there! But it wasn’t enough to retain their tag championships just yet!
At the very last heartbeat Fair got her shoulder up to stop the count short of three and cause McGuire to wave it off, signalling the two. Apollo rolled to a sitting position and asked if it was three only for McGuire to emphatically shake his head and show him the two count once again as the crowd started to increase in volume, getting behind Fair as Mickey lead the cheers from their corner. As Leo came up to his feet, he pulled Raquel up with him and lifted her up into another shoulder breaker before he body slammed her to the mat. Fair tried to sit up after the body slam only for Apollo to push her onto her back with his foot before he jumped into the air and dropped a knee onto her shoulder. Again he pulled her back to her feet as he rose walked her a little bit closer to the Champions corner before he sent her flying one more time with the Lunatic High butterfly suplex. Fair landed very hard on the canvas and lay there, legs kicking out slightly as her mouth opened in a wide ‘O’ of agony before Apollo made the cover, hooking her leg as he did so while Mickey climbed the top rope in the Scarborough Fair corner.
Melissa: Apollo’s got the cover….and Mickey’s going up top at the same time!
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Dante: Now that may be the most painful way I’ve ever seen to break up a fall, Jesus!
McGuire never got the chance to make the three count as Scarborough launched herself across the ring from the top rope and came crashing down on Apollo’s spine with an elbow drop to break up the pin. Rolling away she came to her feet and grinned at Apollo before she started to retreat back to her corner as Cade came into the ring and advanced on her. McGuire cut off Vanessa, sending her back to her corner, the blonde nodding as Mickey gave her a wave as she also reached her own corner, stepping through the ropes and started to rally the Scarborough Fair half of the crowd once more. Apollo shook his head and took a deep breath as he pulled Fair up from the mat and onto his shoulders for a fireman’s carry where she started to come alive and started to squirm as she connected with only glancing knee and elbow blows. Despite that Apollo attempted to throw her forward into the Meteor Hammer European Uppercut but Fair’s writhing stopped him from delivering a clean throw enabling her to catch his hand by the wrist as he threw the uppercut and land on her feet. As she landed she reeled backwards, her grip on his wrist causing him to follow her. Unable to find her balance, Fair collapsed to her knees as Apollo stumbled and she seemed to accidentally catch him right in the groin with a headbutt.
Dante: Accidents happen sometimes. I doubt it was intentional since they are actually friends, but……
Melissa: Hopefully his wife didn’t plan anything special for later tonight, eh?
Apollo immediately drew his knees together as he cupped himself and took a step backwards. Fair… with possibly a small smile on her face… pushed up to her feet and took advantage of the situation with a lungblower that sent him to the mat. Rolling over, Fair looked up and around, getting her bearings before she began to crawl towards Mickey. She was almost within reach when Leander caught up with her, the man from Ohio grabbing hold of her ankle and started to pull her backwards as Raquel scrabbled for purchase on the canvas to stop herself; then to get up onto one foot. She hopped for a moment before jumping up into the air out of desperation and into a reverse enzugiri, catching Apollo in the side of the head with the heel of her boot with a glancing blow. As soon as she landed she scurried across the canvas and made the tag to Scarborough.
Dante: I don’t think Raquel got much of that shot, but it didn’t matter! It was enough to give her the opening to make the tag!
Melissa: Yeah, now Mickey can break into the match legally! I expect the speed to pick up, and….she’s already going up top again!
As soon as she got the tag, Mickey climbed to the top rope and took a page out of her partners playbook as she hurled herself towards the legal man with The Morning After diving somersault seated senton into his chest that sent him falling backwards onto the mat. Mickey popped straight back up into the air and followed that up with a leg drop across his throat before she rolled backwards onto her feet and threw herself into a back splash across Apollo’s chest. Leander pushed her off and tried to roll away to his feet only for Mickey to charge at him the moment he was vertical, stepping up on his leg - but missing her footing and accidentally catching him in the groin for the second time - as she spun in midair and rolled him up with a wheelbarrow pin attempt.
Dante: Sometimes accidents keep happening….
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Melissa: That was a hair short of three right there! Mickey’s wheelbarrow wasn’t able to keep Leo down for a second longer!
Apollo kicked out in the nick of time and Mickey asked the referee for the three count only for McGuire to show the Berkeley woman a two count. Scarborough’s body language seemed to ask if he was sure, prompting the referee to confirm it once more even though Mickey was already back on her feet and heading towards the nearest corner. Stepping out onto the ring apron she climbed to the top rope only to see Leander was getting back to his feet. As Apollo turned to face her she launched herself from the top turnbuckle into a double axe handle slam only for it to be telegraphed and she got a forearm smash into her stomach for the trouble. She dropped to her knees holding her gut for a moment before she pushed back up to her feet and seemed to ask Apollo for a moment as her torso convulsed and she seemed to retch slightly. Leander took a step towards her only for her to do the same thing again before she took a deep breath and Apollo moved towards her more confidently getting within one step before she started to retch again and again the movements coming quicker before she turned to face him, her mouth falling open….and she spat out a cloud of Asian Purple Mist - the Jaeger Bomb - straight in his face.
Melissa: Leo just got misted right there, and that was not an accident at all! He can’t see!
Dante: I think that was the point!
Apollo took a step backwards as he tried to wipe the mist from his face. Mickey came forward quickly delivering a superkick to his knee that caused his leg to buckle, sending him downwards as she ran the ropes and came back quickly with a big boot to his face. Apollo collapses onto the mat and Mickey is quick to the corner and to the top rope, coming off with the Flight Path shooting star press, landing it perfectly and hooking his leg as she made the cover.
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Dante: You don’t need to be able to see to get your shoulder up, as you can tell right there! But the Fair were a heartbeat away from three-peating tonight!
Leander’s shoulder came up at the last moment and McGuire confirmed the two count to Scarborough who looked up to the heavens before she looked back to the referee once more and asked again. Again the two count was showed to her and the Berkeley wrestler looked to bring the man up to his feet as she raised both hand in the air, wiggling her fingers as she stood up on tiptoes, causing the crowd to get loud as she broke into a wide grin and launched herself at Leander Apollo looking to connect with the Scarred For Life only for the man to block it and counter as he grabbed hold of her leg and delivered a kneebreaker to her right knee. Mickey let out a cry of pain as he delivered a second before he slammed her to the mat with a back suplex. Mickey rolled on the mat, holding her knee in agony for a moment before she tried to push herself upward and as she did so Apollo placed his arm across her chest and spiked her back into the canvas with an STO before he walked, still a little gingerly, to his corner and tagged in Vanessa.
Dante: Leo’s a little tender still, and I can’t say I blame him. Either way, here comes his wife to play cleanup potentially!
As Apollo stepped out, Cade stepped in and measured a rising Scarborough before she charged forward looking to connect with the Golden Elbow discus elbow strike. Mickey though saw it coming, ducking underneath the blow and as Vanessa turned the challenger looked to put her down with a spinning neckbreaker only for Cade to turn into it, deliver a stiff kick to Mickey’s right knee causing her to cry out in pain as Vanessa jerked her down into an inside cradle pin as Apollo re-entered the ring and made to cut off Raquel Fair.
Melissa: What a combination, and...CADE’S GOT THAT INSIDE CRADLE!!
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Dante: I said at the start that this team is going to be even more difficult to knock off than most, and the champions just proved that right!
Mickey kicked out a moment too late; just in time to see McGuire call for the bell then help Vanessa to her feet and raised her hand in the air. Apollo joined them and the referee raised both of their hands before he headed towards the corner to retrieve the tag team title belts from the ringside attendant.
John: Here are your winners, and STILL SVW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...CADE AND APOLLO!!!!
Melissa: Vanessa and Leo get their second tag title defense under their belt against a very game Scarborough Fair here tonight at Fearless.
Dante: Very game is an understatement, those girls were working at maximum effectiveness if you ask me.
McGuire presents the Champions with their title belts as Raquel, holding her shoulder, checks on Mickey, helping her to her feet as she favours her right knee and come face to face once more with Vanessa and Leander and applaud them in congratulation, before they fist bump once more and the teams raise each other hands in the air. Suddenly the Fair are spun around as the Unrepentant slide into the ring behind them, Gouken lifting Mickey off her feet and drilling her down into the canvas with a chokeslam while Kanna dropped Raquel with a reverse DDT, before she rolled on top of her and started to choke her out with one hand while she clawed at her face with the other. Vanessa immediately went to Fair’s aid, catching Kanna with a knee to the rib cage while Leander threw a forearm smash towards Gouken’s jaw.
Dante: They just won that eight person tag earlier tonight, but the Unrepentant aren’t done at all! The Worthy are swarming!
Melissa: I don’t think they’re alone either, look who’s coming!
That’s the only offence that the Champions manage to mount as Blood and Flames join their Worthy brethren in the ring, Fuma unloading on Apollo with a series of hard kicks to his thigh and hip, causing him to turn around to meet Fume who catches him with a roundhouse kick to the temple as he does so, sending him straight down to one knee. Meanwhile Arisu caught Vanessa around the waist from behind and delivered a belly to back suplex that snapped the back of her neck against the ring ropes; Vanessa managed to land on her feet and as she did Arisu hooked her head and drove her down into the mat with a cutter.
Dante: I think the Worthy, after that win earlier tonight, are putting the tag team division on notice! Pick your poison, because the Unrepentant and Blood & Flames are making clear who the big bad of the tag team division of SVW is!
Mickey started to rise but as she did so Gouken slammed his open hand into the side of her neck to force her back down to her knees before he pulled her forward, flipping her up and ragdolled her down to the canvas with a powerbomb. Immediately Gouken pulled Scarborough back up to her feet, peppering her body with knee striked before he scooped her up and bounced her off the canvas with a powerslam. At the same time Kanna measured up Raquel and delivered a shining wizard to the side of her head as she got to her knees, Fair tried to stop herself from falling to the canvas only for the female Haroshi to grab hold of her head and hurl her towards Gouken who caught her, lifting her up into a military press slam and dropped her down on top of Mickey. As the Unrepentant laid waste to Scarborough Fair, Fuma had been stomping away at Leander Apollo forcing him up onto all fours before he hooked his arm and rolled him over into a cross armbreaker, pulling back on it with as much force as he could manage while Arisu had a glassy eyed and barely moving Vanessa trapped in a rear naked choke.
Melissa: But this doesn’t prove anything! They’re destroying both teams, get somebody out here!
Dante: From your lips to God’s ear, here comes security!
Security started to stream out of the back, causing Fuma and Arisu to release their submission holds and get to their feet. Apollo clasped his arm against him as the three women were barely moving on the mat.
Melissa: If it’s going to be gang warfare, there’s no one that stands up to the Worthy!
Dante: The Worthy have made a definitive statement tonight, and I don’t think any tag team is safe, least of all the champions!
The Worthy members held their hands in the air to the deafening boos of the crowd as Security ordered them to the back as the show cut elsewhere.
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John: The following contest is an elimination tag match, where the winning team will receive a future SVW Tag Team & Pride Championship match! Participants can be eliminated in one of four ways: pinfall, submission, disqualification, and countout!
Melissa: Oh boy, it’s time to bring this issue to an end once and for all! This match has been nearly a year in the making, and we’re gonna settle it tonight!
Dante: These factions have cost each other matches, including championship opportunities pretty much since Climax last year. It’s time to end it once and for all!
As the intro and beat begins to play along with the violin for “New Level” by A$AP Ferg over the PA system, the lights around the arena dim and spotlights of white, green and red varieties begin to swirl around the arena and the boos rain down as Hunter Peterson, Tyler Hartling, Sophia Pike and River emerge out of the curtain. The quartet takes a moment to soak in the reaction, sneering at the SVW Nation before they begin to walk down the ramp as River wraps around Tyler’s left arm while Hunter casually places his arm around Sophia’s shoulder, the group discussing something among themselves and Sophia quick to flip a fan off when they yell out an insult while they walk down the ramp.
Hunter slides under the bottom rope, Sophia leaping up on the apron while Tyler and River take the steel steps up into the ring apron. With a grin, both men take a seat on the middle rope, opening it up for Sophia and River to step inside the ring. Before John Youle can make any sort of in-ring announcement however, River is quick to step up and snatch the microphone from his hands, shooing him away as she stands front and center in the ring in her low v-cut dress that happens to match with Sensitivity Training’s gear.
River: Bitches and fat virgins, scumbags and goodie-two-shoes all over the nation...stand your worthless asses up and put your hands together for the tandem that is going to teach you a thing or two about tag team wrestling! Hailing from places none of you could afford and weighing in tonight at none of your goddamned business, they are SENSITIVITYYYYYY...TRAAAAAAAININGGGGG!!!!!!!!!
Loud boos rain down as River tosses the microphone back at John while Sensitivity Training raises their arms up, flipping off the viewing audience in sync as the lights come back up and the tandem that’s set to wrestle tonight begins to prepare for the match ahead while River gets out of the ring with Tyler’s assistance and watches on from the outside.
Melissa: Whether you like them or not, Sensitivity Training works like a well oiled machine in the ring. And if you’re the Dogs, there could be some consolation that they are in this match...except for their personal ring announcer.
Dante: That’s true, they don’t have to keep an eye out for the third person as they have had to do in the past. But you’re right, they are the most cohesive frat boys and girl I’ve ever seen.
As Billy Talent’s “Viking Death March” starts Conor heads out to the middle of the entrance ramp with a smug grin on his face and with a great sense of theatre he peels off his vest top...and gets a slap to the back of the head from Nancy as she steps out from the back. The duo move towards the ring, Nancy looking focused while Conor takes a little longer, showing off his tattoos and biceps. As Nancy reaches the ring she slides in underneath the bottom rope and heads to her corner, climbing the turnbuckle and throwing her hands in the air before glaring at Conor. The young man stops playing around and sprints the rest of the way, sliding into the ring where he loosens up before he joins Nancy for a last minute tactical discussion as they wait for the match to start.
John: Please welcome to the ring, Nancy Hudson and Conor Morrison…. DOGS OF WAR 2.0!!!
Melissa: It’s hard not to like the Dogs of War. These two have been through quite a few tag team wars, but I’m not sure any of them have caused the animosity this one we are about to see has.
Dante: I think they’re just fed up with Sensitivity Training, and all they have been put through by them for so long! It’s time for them to settle it, but there’s still a honorary Dog yet to arrive.
As “I Go Hard” by Wiz Khalifa starts to play, Colby Morrison heads to the top of the entrance ramp; the hood of his sweatshirt up as he stands there with his head lowered. For a moment there’s a big toothy grin showing his pearly whites before it fades and becomes a lot more serious. As the song plays the man starts to head toward the ring his head bobbing from side to side to the music, giving any pretty ladies in the crowd a small smile. Getting to the ring he steps up onto the apron, pulling the sweatshirt up over his head and tosses it into the ring before he poses for the fans, showing off his muscled torso before stepping over the top rope and into the ring.
John: Welcome to the ring, standing 6’8” tall, weighing 290 lbs and hailing from Medicine Hat, Alberta, Canada….COLBY MORRISON!!!
Melissa: Colby Morrison has had his problems with these three as well. In his first meeting with them alongside the Scarborough Fair at Climax last year, it all seemed to begin there. This group cost him his Pride Championship match at our last Pay Per View.
Dante: It’s not often you see Colby in a bad mood these days, especially since he began seeing his girlfriend. But I am positive he’s got some bad intentions for the Frat Pack here tonight.
As the teams stepped out to the apron, it was clear that Tyler and Conor were going to start the match. Referee Angela Rocca called for the bell as River hopped onto the apron immediately. The official went to get her down as Conor glanced over to the shapely brunette, and gave Tyler the opening he was looking for as he darted across the ring and caught Conor with a forearm to the jaw. It rocked Morrison back as he began to fire a trio of them next. Hartling pulled his head down, and fired knees up into his face that caused him to double over. River watched with a smile as Tyler rebounded off the near side with a running kneelift that dropped the big man to one knee. Pleased with himself, he began to drive elbows into the back of his head and then flatten him with a swinging neckbreaker to bring the big man down.
Melissa: There you saw Tyler’s side chick giving him the opening he needed, and now he’s breaking big Conor down to his level. Otherwise, that’s quite a height difference.
Dante: Tyler’s giving up too much size to either of the men in the Dogs, so he and Hunter and Sophia all three are gonna have to bring them down and keep them there.
Hartling unloaded with shots to Conor’s back before he got to his feet, and took off towards the ropes. As Conor was trying to get up, a double leg drop to the back of his head put him back down before Tyler rolled him over for the cover. Rocca dropped to count.
ONE!!
Dante: Now that’s a kick out and a half right there! Conor out at one, Tyler’s gonna have to do a lot more to keep him down.
Conor shoved him off the cover as the one struck, causing Hartling to get back to his feet. Conor was not far behind him in that as he began absorbing stiff kicks to the body one after another. Tyler fired him across to the far corner, but Conor reversed it and sent him into it instead. As soon as he struck against it, Morrison barged in with a discus clothesline that smashed him against the corner. The crowd came back to life here as Morrison unloaded with punches of his own before he scooped him up HIGH overhead into a military press before he threw him halfway across the ring.
Melissa: Look at the power, look at that power! Conor launched Tyler like a torpedo, and the big man is taking charge right now!
Hartling started to get up as Conor barreled out of the corner with a lariat that flipped him inside out before he landed on the canvas. A look of anger on the big man’s face was easily seen as he yanked Tyler back to his feet, planting his head under one arm and hoisting him up for a vertical suplex...but stalling a moment and then bringing him down with a huge impact before rolling over for the cover.
Dante: Conor was letting Tyler think about it for a second, and a massive vertical suplex later, he’s got the cover!
ONE!!
TWOOOOOO!!!
Tyler got his shoulder up in time, causing Conor to get back to his feet. The big man headed for the ropes, looking to bounce off them until River caught his foot to try to trip him. But it didn’t work as Morrison turned around as River was looking at the crowd feeling rather proud of herself. The big man grabbed her by the shoulder as the crowd roared in approval. As he looked like he was about to pull her up, Tyler surprised him with a backstabber that dropped him.
Melissa: I think River may have just seen her life flash before her eyes, but Tyler took full advantage of it!
Hartling was clearly a little rattled as he dropped to a knee, trying to pull himself together. The referee immediately told River to leave, or she’d disqualify Tyler right now. Hartling got back to his feet, yelling at Rocca as were his partners. Meanwhile, Conor rolled towards his corner to make the tag.
Dante: Rocca’s throwing Tyler’s side chick out of here, and none of Sensitivity Training is happy about it! She’ll learn to keep her hands to herself, and Conor’s back to his corner.
River was being forced to leave as the referee turned back to see Conor tag in Colby. The older of the brothers stepped through the ropes as Tyler was still arguing with the referee. Colby spun him around, and grabbed him into position for a massive chokeslam! Morrison dropped into a cover as Rocca slid down to count it.
Melissa: A chokeslam all the way from Medicine Hat! Tyler’s done!!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TH-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
The fall was broken up when Hunter came in, driving an elbow into the back of Colby’s head. He pulled the big man up to his knees, measuring and delivering a series of right hands to the face before he yanked him up to fire him across the ring. Colby rebounded quickly as Hunter left his feet for a flying clothesline...only to eat a big boot to the jaw in midair from Colby.
Dante: Tyler better buy Hunter a beer later tonight, because that was the only way he was escaping that fall! And a big boot to the grill for Hunter!
Colby shoved Hunter out under the bottom rope as Tyler was starting to get up again. He whipped him into the Dogs’ corner, causing him to crash back first before Colby tagged in his brother again. They both lifted Tyler up into the air over their heads, and let him land across both of their knees for a high impact gutbuster!
Melissa: Tyler had to be nearly seven feet above the mat, and what a devastating variation of a gutbuster from the Morrison brothers!
Dante: They may bicker a bit at times, but they are working like machinery here tonight at Fearless!
Conor pulled Tyler up into a fireman’s carry, which he then spun into a DDT with massive impact. Morrison made the cover before the referee went to count.
Melissa: There’s the OIL DRILL!!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
The crowd came to their feet as Conor got back to his feet, inviting all the fans to the gun show immediately.
Melissa: Thanks for coming, Tyler!
John: Tyler Hartling has been...ELIMINATED!!
Dante: Sensitivity Training is down 2 to 3, and Conor’s feeling his oats, to say the least right now!
Nancy and Colby shouted at Conor to turn around, but it was too late as Hunter Peterson delivered a chop block to the back of the big man’s knee to bring him down. Hunter began to stomp away at the back of Conor’s knee, grabbing his foot and driving his knee into the mat repeatedly. Hunter looked back at Nancy in the corner, spitting at her face. She immediately came through the ropes as Conor was trying to get up, only to get a low blow to put him back down. Hunter headed for the corner, climbing up to the top rope with a double stomp to Conor’s back that kept him down. The referee got Nancy back to the corner and turned in time to count as Hunter went for the fall.
Dante: Hunter’s trying to irritate Nancy, and it worked! And here’s the cover!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
T-NOPE!!
Conor rolled his shoulder in time before the three, causing Hunter to rise back to his feet. He measured a knee drop into the back of his head, and a wide grin came over his face when he looked up to see Gary Gilray heading down the ramp with a glass mug in his hand which he was drinking from as he approached.
Melissa: Near fall there for Hunter, but….what’s Gilray doing out here?! He’s not scheduled to be part of the show.
Hunter looked quite pleased to see Gilray, but turned his attention back to Conor. He quickly connected with his discus big boot to Conor’s face as the big man got to one knee. Peterson dropped on top of him to make the cover!
Dante: That’s the KING’S COURT right to the dome!!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THR-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Melissa: Here comes Nancy!
The three never made it because Nancy caught Hunter with a dropkick to the head that sent him rolling off the cover. Rocca went to get her out of the ring as Hunter pulled Conor up, and whipped him across to the far side. As Rocca was trying to get Nancy out, Gilray crashed the glass mug across the back of Conor’s head as he hit the ropes, causing him to stagger forward right into Hunter’s cross-armed DDT!! Peterson immediately went for the cover.
Dante: Jesus, did you see that glass explode against Conor’s head?!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
John: Conor Morrison has been ELIMINATED!!
Cuts from the glass were seen all over the top of Conor’s head as the referee tried to get him out of the ring to a pair of trainers waiting outside. Hunter cackled as he looked down at the big man, at least till he turned around to find Nancy take him down with a Thesz press! She started unloading with furious right hands as Gilray told the camera that he was finished with the drink anyway.
Melissa: No time for celebration for Hunter, look at Nancy go! I’m glad we have some medical assistance for Conor after that glass to the head!
Hunter tried to cover up as Nancy unloaded with furious elbows and a few punches at the end before she got back to her feet. Peterson began to get up, only for Nancy to rebound off the ropes with a discus forearm to the mouth that dropped him where he stood. She immediately dropped to make the cover before the referee dropped to count.
Dante: That’s not a forearm shot...that’s a five arm if you ask me! Hunter may be joining Tyler!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Hunter kicked out in time before the three came down. The tattooed beauty headed for the corner, crouching down as she waved for Hunter to get back to his feet. When he did, Nancy took off towards him with a leaping knee strike to the jaw that sent him staggering backwards into his corner. Nancy backed up, and took off with an avalanche splash...only for Sophia to pull her boyfriend out of the way and Nancy to land against the corner.
Melissa: That was some quick thinking out of Sophia, and Nancy just inhaled that corner at a high rate of speed.
Hunter made the tag to Sophia from there, so he could roll out of the ring. Pike yanked Nancy off the corner, grabbed her arm, and rolled out of the ring. She slid Nancy’s arm between the steps and the ring post...and then dropkicked the steps to snap against Hudson’s arm. Nancy shouted in pain as she rolled back into the ring with Sophia following behind her, a wide smile on her face.
Dante: That….could have snapped a bone at the least right there, did you hear those steps crack around her arm?!
Sophia pressed her arm against the mat, and began to drive knees into it repeatedly. Each shot made Nancy yelp in pain before Pike pulled her back to her feet, and delivered a shoulder breaker and let her fall to the mat. Pike waved to Colby in the corner before asking Gilray if he wanted some. The big man shrugged his shoulders before Sophia hurled Nancy through the ropes at his feet, and then she began to argue with the official. Gilray grinned down at Nancy, licking his lips as she clutched her arm on the floor.
Dante: To answer your earlier question, Melissa, Gilray’s here to help them steal this match! And it looks like open season on Nancy!
Melissa: I don’t get why Colby isn’t….oh wait...scratch that!
Gilray looked down at Nancy with a lick of his lips before a hand patted him on the shoulder. The big man ignored it, about to grab her when he got tapped on the shoulder again. When he turned around, he was drilled with a spinebuster to the floor from…..
Melissa: WENDIGO!!! He’s had enough of Gilray too!!
The SVW Hall of Famer unloaded with right hands to the big man’s head as the referee finally got away from Sophia, shouting at the two on the floor to break it up. Gilray was firing from his back, trying to get Wendigo off him. Nancy pulled herself back into the ring as Sophia delivered a superkick to the side of her head as she knelt on the canvas. Sophia made the tag back to Hunter, who glanced over to see Wendigo and Gilray still going at it. He pulled Nancy up, planting her head into position for his DDX. But it never got delivered as Colby caught him with a big boot to the jaw that dropped him. The crowd loved it! Security emerged as the referee was still trying to break up Wendigo and Gilray, both of whom were back up and trading blows.
Dante: The referee’s called for security, because we have an all out brawl on the floor as Wendigo and Gilray are throwing bombs!
Melissa: Hunter just ate all of Colby’s boot he’d ever want right there!
Colby pulled Hunter up, and executed his double underhook sit out powerbomb! The crowd roared in approval as Nancy crawled across Hunter to make the cover. Colby pulled the referee around to see it, causing her to drop into position to count.
Dante: W - M - D! Nancy’s got the cover!!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
John: Hunter Peterson has been ELIMINATED!!
The referee went back to try to help security pull the two men apart on the floor as Sophia darted in. When Colby looked to check on his mentor, he caught a low blow before a dropkick sent him through the ropes. Sophia looked back to Nancy with a smile as Hudson clutched her arm in pain.
Melissa: C-ya later and bye, Hunter! Now it’s just Sophia with Nancy & Colby left! And Nancy’s not looking too good right now!
Colby climbed back up onto the corner, clearly still in pain as he called out to his partner. Sophia yanked Nancy up to her feet, hammering a few forearms into her head before she whipped her across to the far side. When Nancy rebounded, Sophia snapped her up with a Saito suplex. She went to grab her arm, but Nancy surprised her with a monkey flip that shot her face first into the middle turnbuckle a few feet away. Colby leaned over the top rope for the tag as Nancy clutched her bad arm, and began to crawl towards him!
Dante: If Nancy makes the tag to Colby, the Dogs have this match! Sophia is no match for that big man right there! And Wendigo is STILL TRYING to get at Gilray out here!!
Security finally managed to pull Wendigo off Gilray as the big man encouraged Wendigo to come at him...safely behind several security team members. Colby stretched for his partner as Sophia was trying to get herself together in her team’s now empty corner. Hudson lunged to make the tag to the big man as Sophia turned to see Colby darting straight for her. The big man caught her with a corner clothesline that crushed her against it before he yanked her out right into a sidewalk slam!
Dante: Nancy made the tag, and Colby is cleaning Sophia’s clock for her! Sophia is no match for a charged up Colby Morrison!
Colby pulled Sophia up over his shoulder, asking the crowd which turnbuckle they wanted him to drop her into. But Sophia surprised him, countering with a reverse DDT that dropped the big man on the back of his head. Pike crawled away from him, trying to collect herself. She leaned against the corner, yanking the referee with her as Hunter sneaked back into the ring. He set up a chair, and used another DDX to put Colby face first through it! Sophia finally let the referee go as Hunter rolled out of the ring with the chair, and dove on top of the big man!
Melissa: I thought Hunter was out of here! Did he sneak back in?! Another DDX….and Colby went headfirst into that chair!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Security managed to get Wendigo, Gilray, and now Hunter out of the arena as Sophia got to her feet, blowing a kiss to her boyfriend before looking over her shoulder with a grin. That was because Nancy was laying in her team’s corner, still clutching her arm.
John: Colby Morrison has been………..ELIMINATED!!!
Melissa: I think Colby’s been lacerated, and now it’s one on one! Look at that Cheshire grin on Sophia’s face!
Dante: Nancy’s arm has to be throbbing like nothing she’s ever felt before! This has been one of the most physical tag matches we’ve seen!
As the referee helped Colby to the outside where the trainers were waiting for him, Sophia swaggered over to Nancy and pulled her back into the ring by her arm. She began to drive elbow drops into that same arm repeatedly. Five of them connected before she got pulled to her feet, and then connected with a second shoulder breaker. But she followed this one up with a cross armbreaker, causing Nancy’s face to flood with tears because of the pain. The live crowd was solidly behind her though, chanting her name as Sophia screamed at her to quit.
Melissa: Nancy’s arm is being surgically dissected by Sophia Pike, it’s down to these two women! And I don’t think Nancy is gonna be able to take much more of this!
Dante: There’s no reason to risk serious or permanent injury, Nancy should call it a night! There’ll be other opportunities!
Rocca asked her if she wanted to quit, but Hudson refused to do so as she pounded her fist into the mat. She tried to get up, but Sophia kept the arm breaker applied regardless. Hudson was back to her feet now with Sophia nearly upside down, still with the hold applied. Hudson screamed in pain as she lifted Sophia off the mat with both arms, and dropped her on the back of her head to break the hold!
Dante: How…..how the hell did she do that?! We are seeing a whole new side of Nancy Hudson!
Melissa: No kidding, she’s got an iron will! She broke that cross arm breaker, and she’s not giving in yet! Nancy Hudson is all heart!
Sophia started to get to her feet before Nancy rebounded off the ropes with an axe kick to the back of her head. Pike faceplanted on the mat before Nancy rolled her over to make the cover as the crowd came to her feet!
Dante: Axe kick to the head, and….I can’t believe it...but Nancy’s about to do it right here!!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO!!
Sophia kicked out at the last possible second, causing Nancy to check with the referee to make sure. Hudson rolled towards the ropes to pull herself to her feet. When she did, she looked down to her bad arm, muttering something to herself before she pulled it down to expose her elbow.
Melissa: I think she’s going for that elbow strike she loves so much! But with that arm in the shape it’s in, she could do a lot more damage to it!!
Dante: It doesn’t matter, Melissa! She’s hellbent to finish this war with Sensitivity Training, even if she has to sacrifice her own well being to do it!
Sophia crawled a few feet, and started to rise to her feet as Nancy was muttering through gritted teeth and waving her to turn around.
Melissa: Turn around, Sophia! Take your medicine!!
Pike started to turn as Nancy charged towards her with the elbow strike in mind. But the Siren ducked it, and grabbed her arm as she passed. Pike snapped her down to the mat, and applied her Fujiwara armbar in the middle of the ring!
Melissa: Here it comes, DEL-----NO, THE SPACE NEEDLE!!
Nancy screamed in pain as Sophia sat down in the hold, leaning back as she screamed at her to tap out. Rocca asked Nancy again and again if she wanted to quit, but Hudson with tears in her eyes refused. She tried to find the ropes, but there were none anywhere within arm’s reach as Sophia started to add more pressure.
Dante: She won’t give up, there’s nowhere to go! But she won’t give up!
Melissa: She has no choice! It’ll be that or get her arm broken!
Hudson pressed her free hand to the mat. She gritted her teeth and started to scream as she tried to push up to roll Sophia off.
Dante: LOOK AT THAT!! SHE’S DOING THE IMPOSSIBLE….
But immediately, she collapsed back to the mat. The referee checked with her again, not receiving a response this time. Immediately Rocca called for the bell as the crowd booed loudly. Sophia got back to her feet, a wide smile on her face.
John: The referee has stopped the match, therefore your winners…...SENSITIVITY TRAINING!!
Trainers immediately bolted into the ring to check on an unconscious Nancy as Sophia got her hand raised by the referee in victory.
Dante: Sensitivity Training will get their title shots, and Pike couldn’t be happier about it! But I think the story here, besides that, is seeing absolutely how tough Nancy Hudson is!
Melissa: You’re damn right she did! That was a career performance for a woman who would not quit! Sophia Pike has won her and the Frat Pack some title shots though!
Dante: Sensitivity Training picks up a huge win here tonight at Fearless, and I think a new star was born in Nancy Hudson, whose stock went up here tonight.
Melissa: That it did, but the Pride and SVW Tag Champs...consider yourselves on notice! Sensitivity Training has just arrived!
Sophia climbed the turnbuckle, raising her hands to a chorus of boos from the crowd before we cut to a commercial for Extreme Prejudice.
Kaylee Clears the Air
After the commercial for Extreme Prejudice, we head back to the ring as it appears John is ready to call out the next match. But before he can speak into the microphone,
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colours anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
As the well known Rolling Stones song begins to play, the crowd shows little but disdain as they see Kaylee Clarke head out onto the ramp. Dressed in a pair of ripped jeans and one of her old t-shirts, she heads for the ring and takes the microphone from John and shoos him away.
Melissa: Well we thought we were about to get to the next match, but it would appear that Kaylee Clarke has other plans. She’s not scheduled tonight, nor is she on my format.
Dante: I don’t think she cares too much about the format or scheduling. Let’s hear her out, shall we?
Kaylee: Yeah, I’m happy to see all of you too. Probably as much as you are me. Listen, I didn’t come here tonight for a match, because well..I wasn’t booked. But I did have a couple things I wanted to address. First of all, I want to extend an invitation. You see, I have some loose ends I need to tie up with my personal life. I tried to do it privately, but that didn’t work out. So on the next Uprising, I’d like to invite a guy a lot of you here may know from FFW, Jake Chandler.
Jake’s mention does get a few cheers, as it’s clear some of the SVW audience in attendance is familiar with him.
Kaylee: Jake, I would love for you to come to the next Uprising as my guest so we...can bury the hatchet. See, many of you may or may not know we used to date. Even got engaged, but...that wasn’t meant to be. I’m not the kind of girl to hold a grudge, ya know? You can’t let feelings fester, or you end up being consumed by them. So Jake, because I know you’re watching, come to Uprising so we can put all of this behind us. I promise you that we’ll both feel better when it’s over.
She gives her biggest smile, almost seeming as though it’s forced. But it quickly disappears, and she gets back to talking.
Kaylee: Secondly, I’ve been hearing some talk that someone isn’t happy with me. And that would be the chick I beat around this ring and evicted immediately after doing so. I’m referring, of course, to...Tifa Heafy.
Tifa’s name definitely gets some cheers.
Kaylee: Apparently she’s a little butthurt about the fact that she found out that she doesn’t belong in a ring with me. She’s upset about the fact that she can’t measure up to me, that she is inferior to me. And I can understand that. It’s not easy to accept that you’re just not good enough to do what you think you should be doing. But I want Tifa to know that I accept her for what she is: inferior, imbecilic, ignorant, untalented. She’s basically SVW’s answer to Samantha Tolson.
Dante: Now THAT’S a low blow!
Kaylee: And if she wants to--
“You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih!
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me”
Kaylee doesn’t finish her statement before Tifa emerges at the top of the ramp in her street clothes. She cracks her knuckles, and heads towards the ring as Kaylee leaves the microphone behind and hops out to the floor with a grin on her face.
Melissa: Neither one of them are dressed to compete, but I think Tifa’s ready to go in her street clothes! But Kaylee apparently isn’t!
Dante: This is what happens when you keep rubbing someone’s nose in something, it’s gonna come back to haunt you.
Tifa sat on the ropes to invite Kaylee back into the ring, but the Canadian shook her head with a wide grin on her face before she started to head back up the ramp. She made sure to keep her eyes on the ring though.
Melissa; How much you want to bet Kaylee didn’t know Tifa was in the building tonight?
Kaylee (to the camera): I got nothing left to prove with her. Let it go, Tifa!
Tifa continued to invite Kaylee back, but didn’t get what she wanted. The Canadian continued to shake her head to boos from the crowd before we head to a commercial for the merchandise shop.
A quick clip of the events from Adrenaline Rush is shown as Jo gets screwed out of her title shot, thanks to her husband. We also see Mark grant her a rematch that same night before he gets slugged by Jo’s husband. From there, we head back to the ring.
Melissa: The long chase to the Adrenaline Championship could come to a conclusion for Jo McFarlane right here tonight. No Worthy, Dante. No Cyclone. The stars have aligned, if you ask me.
Dante: I can’t argue that. There is no better chance for Jo to become the Adrenaline Champion one on one night than tonight.
John: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the SVW Adrenaline Championship!
“Titanium” Begins to strum out over the speakers, sending the arena into a pulse of pink and white strobes.
You shout it out, but I can’t hear a word your say
I’m talking loud, not saying much.
I’m criticised, but all your bullets ricochet.
Shoot me down, but I get up.
During the opening lines, Jo McFarlane steps out onto the stage to a pop from the crowd. She raises her arms to shoulder level, and begins to flap them somewhat, egging the crowd on.
John: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Edinburgh, Scotland! Weighing in at one hundred and twenty-seven pounds, please welcome “The Living Firework” JO! MCFARLANE!
I’m bulletproof, nothing to lose,
Fire away, fire away!
Ricochet, you take your aim,
Fire away fire away!
You shoot me down, but I won’t fall,
I am titanium!
You shoot me down, but I won’t fall,
I am titanium!
During the more upbeat chorus, Jo runs down the ramp to a series of pyro that goes off with her steps down the ramp. She carries on the momentum to veer around a corner, up the steps, grabbing the top rope and flipping over them, landing on her feet to another pop from the crowd. She then takes off towards her corner, where she ascends the middle turnbuckle and holds her arms out wide, taking in the noise from the crowd. Jumping down, she looks into the ring and does some last minutes stretches while her music fades out.
Melissa: Jo McFarlane has been chasing the Adrenaline Championship for quite some time, years now! But there’s always been something holding her back, it seems like!
Dante: That’s not the case tonight. She’ll either get the job done and be the new champion….or she will have to set her sights elsewhere.
The lights shut off almost entirely aside from a single spotlight at the entrance way. Qilin, the goth lolita, walks out with a mask in her hands and the SVW Adrenaline Championship over her shoulder. Qilin looks and giggles, kissing the forehead of the mask before raising it above her head and tossing it to the ground. As soon as it hits the ground the entire ramp is filled with fog and the arena goes quiet for a moment, Qilin completely obscured.
“Oh my god
Please help me, knee deep in the river tryin' to get clean
He says wash your hands, get out the stains
But you best believe, boy, there's hell to pay
Yeah you best believe, boy, there's hell to pay, sayin'
Come on!”
The roar with boos as the fog clears and standing next to Qilin is a masked woman, clad in gold, black and red, those crimson lips curl as she pats the belt that now rests on her shoulder. Sunny smirks and points at the ring. Making their way down QIlin hands pamphlets to anyone who would take one as Sunny caressed the title.
John: Hailing from, Yeongdeungpo District, South Korea this is the [INSERT CHAMPION TITLE], The Game Changer....Sunny Kyoun!
“I rambled with the worst of them
Fell in love with a harlequin
Saw the darkest hearts of men
And I saw myself starin' back again
And I saw myself starin' back again”
Slowly she, alongside Qilin, slowly make it to the ring as smoke billows down the walkway to the ring. Qilin climbs up onto the apron and holds the ropes for her masked leader. Sunny quickly slips through the ropes and glares around as smoke surrounds the ring. Qilin helps Sunny remove the entrance attire before slipping out of ring. Sunny stares off, waiting, plotting.
Melissa: After what we saw earlier in that 8 person tag match, Dante, I shudder to think what Sunny is going to have Christopher Kane do now that she controls him.
Dante: That’s a story all on its own right there, Melissa. But she’s got a much more pressing matter at hand right now, and that’s keeping the title over her shoulder at the end of the night.
Referee Angela Rocca takes the title from the champion, and raises it high above her head before she shows it to Jo. The redhead touches it briefly before it’s handed off to the ring announcer before he exits the ring. Rocca calls for the bell as Sunny and Jo meet in the center of the ring. Sunny starts talking to her, seemingly inviting her one last time to join the Worthy. Jo shakes her head with no hesitation whatsoever, causing Sunny’s face to darken as she goes for a right hand to her mouth. But Jo blocks it, and starts firing right hands of her own a bit faster. Several connect before Sunny starts rocking backwards. The redhead whips her across to the far side with an Irish whip, but barely gives Sunny a chance to rebound before she leaves her feet and snaps her down with a headscissor takedown. Sunny stumbles a bit as she tries to get up, only for Jo to snatch her around the waist from behind. She borrows a page from her tag partner in FFW with a German suplex that sends Sunny back and head first into the turnbuckles.
Melissa: Jo has no interest in anything to do with the Worthy, unless it’s taking the title that their leader is packing tonight!
Dante: Now that was some Caroline Dallins offense right there from Jo, and she’s starting off strong here in the opening moments of this match.
Kyoun is clearly dazed as she sits against the corner, trying to get her wits about her. Jo wastes no time however, charging in with a knee trembler to the side of her head and crushing it against the turnbuckles a second time. She pulls Sunny back to her feet, and wraps her arms around the ropes before she takes a step back and unloads with fast kicks to the body rapid fire. It doubles Sunny over as she stumbles out of the corner, giving Jo the opportunity to use the second turnbuckle from the inside to deliver a bulldog. She quickly rolls her over to make the cover before Rocca drops to count.
Dante: It’s been all Jo, and she’s ready to take the right now!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
NOO!!
Sunny kicks out without much trouble as the two strikes the mat. Jo immediately applies a side headlock, turning Sunny over onto her stomach on the canvas as she grinds the hold in tighter in the process.
Melissa: Jo’s all business. Sunny kicked out, and there was no wasted motion there. She goes right into that side headlock, look at her working it right there.
Sunny slowly tries to get to her feet with Jo maintaining the hold. The champion tries to shoot her off into the ropes, which works well as McFarlane uses a leapfrog to jump over her head when Sunny ducks. But the redhead stops right behind her, and immediately applies that side headlock again and snaps her down to the mat immediately. Jo then makes eye contact with Qilin in the corner, who looks slightly concerned at this point. Sunny starts to try to get up again, pounding her fist onto the mat in frustration for a moment. When they are both vertical again, Sunny once more tries to shoot Jo off into the ropes. But this time, the redhead doesn’t budge. Sunny then drives a hard right hand into her kidneys that freezes the challenger. She quickly snatches her up and drops her with a back suplex to the canvas, finally breaking the hold.
Dante: Sunny was trying to get out of that headlock every way she could, and a good shot to the kidneys will slow you down no matter who you are.
Melissa: She didn’t like how Jo outsmarted her there after the first try, and she certainly made her pay for going for it again.
With a slightly angered look on her face, she immediately grabbed Jo in a front facelock as she was about to get up. Sunny started firing knees into her face repeatedly before scooping her up, and planting her with a DDT to the mat. Kyoun rolled onto her chest, and began to drive right hands into her face momentarily before she got back to her feet. Jo clutched her head with her hands as Sunny measured a knee drop right to that same spot. Kyoun looked out over the crowd, none of whom gave her much support before she took off towards the ropes. She used them for a springboard moonsault that landed perfectly on top of Jo. The champion started firing knees into Jo’s ribs before she finally pulled her to her feet. The challenger tried to move away from her, only for Sunny to dart past her into another springboard. This time, she dropped her with a neckbreaker that followed that. A cover was not long past that as Rocca fell to count.
Melissa: Jo is gonna need to find herself a chiropractor tomorrow, and she may be going without the title!
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TH-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Dante: Not just yet! Jo’s not ready to call it a night, but you can bet Sunny’s got plenty of tricks left up her sleeve!
Jo rolled her shoulder, stopping the count as Sunny got back to her feet. It seemed as though an idea occurred to her as she looked down to Jo. The challenger was slow to get to her feet, which didn’t last long when Sunny rebounded off the near side with a running knee lift to the face that stood Jo up. Sunny quickly grabbed her from behind, and executed a wheelbarrow facebuster before rolling into a cover.
Dante: That was the….BANG!! Sunny’s gonna beat Jo with her own move!!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
The challenger’s shoulder came up in time again as Sunny’s smile faded a bit, however Qilin was quite proud of her leader as she applauded Sunny’s move theft in the corner.
Melissa: It didn’t quite get the job done, but Qilin is showing her undying loyalty to Sunny regardless.
The challenger started once more to get away from Sunny for a moment as she held the back of her head as she tried to get back to her feet. Sunny closed in behind her, catching her with a headbutt to the back of the head before applying a sleeper. Kyoun hopped onto her back as she had the hold applied, trying to get as much out of it as she could. McFarlane started to head for the ropes looking for the break, but the longer it was on, the more she began to fade. Jo didn’t quite make it to the ropes before she dropped to one knee. Sunny was now back on her feet, leaning over the challenger to apply more pressure at the same time.
Melissa: With some of the head shots that Jo’s taken, it’s no wonder that this sleeper is working very well for Sunny.
Dante: Sunny’s cutting off the blood flow from the carotid artery, and it doesn’t take long to put someone out like that.
Jo dropped to her other knee now, still with Sunny leaning over her as the redhead’s eyes started to close slowly. Qilin clapped her hands excitedly while the crowd began chanting Jo’s name, trying to rally her back to life. Rocca lifted up Jo’s arm when she stopped responding, and let it drop once. A second time it was lifted, and once more it fell. Sunny nodded in approval as Rocca lifted her hand again, and watched it drop….and spring right back up as Jo grabbed Sunny’s head with it, stood for a half second, and connected with a stunner! Kyoun bounced backwards onto the mat as Jo sat slumped over, trying to regain her wits.
Melissa: What a counter! Jo couldn’t make the ropes, but this crowd brought her a surge of energy and she just gave Sunny a game changer of a stunner!
Dante: She needs to get together sooner than later though. She might have covered her right there, but she’s dazed and drowsy after sitting in that sleeper for so long.
Jo rolled onto her hands and knees, and started to get back to her feet with the urging of the crowd behind her. Sunny was a bit slow moving though, and Jo pulled her backwards into her as she was getting to her feet. As soon as she did, McFarlane scooped her up and delivered her own wheelbarrow facebuster that bounced the champion off the mat. The redhead dropped over her, seemingly still a bit drowsy, as the referee went to count.
Dante: Now that’s how you pull off the BANG!!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NOOO!!!
Sunny got her shoulder up in time, causing Jo to roll off the cover. The redhead was still trying to collect her faculties as she crawled towards the ropes. She finally made it back to her feet, just as Sunny was starting to do the same. When Jo turned, Sunny went for one of her superkicks….but Jo caught her foot!
Melissa: How often do you see that?! Look, Dante! Sunny went for one of her favorite moves, and Jo caught her!
The redhead yanked her forward by that leg, and launched her into a t-bone suplex that crashed Sunny upside down against the corner. The crowd roared in approval as Jo seemed to be getting herself together. She headed for the corner quickly, making her way up to the top rope just as Sunny had managed to sit herself upright in that corner. As soon as she did, Jo went coast to coast with a dropkick to her head that erupted the crowd!
Melissa: HOLY SH--
Dante: SHE WENT COAST TO COAST!! Sunny’s done!!
Jo dragged her out of the corner away from the ropes, and rolled into a cover as the crowd was deafening now. But Rocca wasn’t there! Jo pounded the mat, and looked around to see Qilin up on the apron and the referee stopping her from apparently trying to get into the ring.
Melissa: OH COME ON!! JO’S GOT THIS!! GET MORTICIA OUT OF HERE!!
The challenger got to her feet, and headed straight for her. Qilin immediately dropped down off the apron as the referee turned back to see Jo coming at her. The redhead made her case to the official, and turned back around finally right into a…
Dante: SUPERKICK!!!! Sunny hit it out of the blue!!
Jo collapsed like a sack of bricks on the canvas as Sunny collapsed on top of her for the cover, clearly running on fumes after the Coast to Coast earlier. Rocca fell to make the count.
Melissa; Are you telling me that Sunny’s gonna steal this effin’ match because of Qilin?! WHAT A LOAD OF HORSE SH-
ONE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-NO.
Jo got her shoulder up at the last possible moment as the referee showed a dumbfounded Sunny two fingers and not three. Qilin’s face was stunned as well.
Dante: No...no, she’s not! You can count on very few fingers the number of people who have kicked out of Sunny’s superkick!
Sunny stumbled to her feet, clearly off balance as she looked as though she were seething. She made a chopping motion with her hand, yelling at Jo to get back to her feet. The redhead was very slow to move as she reached for the nearby rope to help her.
Melissa: Sunny’s looking for that axe kick, Dante! Jo’s not got a clue what she’s about to get!!
As Jo finally got her feet under her as she was leaned over, Sunny bolted towards her and went for the axe kick. But as she raised her leg up, Jo stood up, scooped her up, and delivered a Michinoku Driver that sent Sunny head first into the mat. Qilin’s mouth fell open! McFarlane got back to her feet as a wobbly Sunny did the same...only to turn into the spinning headscissors!
Dante: Michinoku Driver…..and….JOSEPHINE WHEEL!!
Jo fell to make the cover as Rocca slid right into position!
ONE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
The live crowd erupted as Jo sat up with her mouth hanging open when she heard the bell, and realized what she had done.
Melissa: SHE DID IT!! SHE DID IT!!! SHE DID IT!!!!
The fans were thunderous as Jo got to her feet, and had her hand raised in victory and awarded the Adrenaline Championship. Jo stared at it in disbelief before clutching it to her body.
John: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match….AND NEEEEEEEEEEW SVW ADRENALINE CHAMPION…………..JOOOOOOOOOO MCFAAAAAAAAAAAARLANE!!!
Jo stared at her title as the crowd continued to roar. Soon her friends took off down the ramp as Leona, Defy, Amelia, and Christopher Kane joined her in the ring. Amelia and Leona raised her hand, congratulating at her as Sunny looked thunderous.
Melissa: For nearly 8 months, the fans haven’t had an Adrenaline Champion they were proud of! That all changed tonight! And look at her friends coming to celebrate with her!
Dante: It went from Shaw to Sunny, and tonight at Fearless, Jo got the prize she’s chased for years and years!!
Sunny started screaming at Christopher as Amelia and Leona and Defy congratulated the new champion. The two bickered for a moment before Christopher waved off Sunny, and raised Jo’s hand himself. Amelia, Leona, and Defy rallied the crowd as Kane held her hand up…..and caught her with a ghetto blaster kick to the back of the head. He stared back at Sunny with a furious expression as the trio of former partners looked at him in disbelief.
Melissa: He….he didn’t want to do it! But he didn’t have a choice!
Sunny pointed towards the back, screaming at him to go as Christopher apologized to Jo and his friends before he hung his head and left the ring with Sunny and Qilin right behind him.
Dante: Christopher Kane is the property of the Worthy, and Sunny just made him blast one of the people he’d normally call a friend!
Melissa: This is crazy, Christopher Kane is an unwilling member of the Worthy whether he likes it or not! Jo’s the new champion, and just had the largest target drawn on her back!
Defy helped Jo to her feet, and handed her the Adrenaline Championship as she clutched the back of her head. On that, we cut elsewhere.
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John Youle: The following is a triple threat elimination match for the SVW Defiance Championship!
The beat to Jungle by X Ambassadors, Jamie N Commons kicks into the sound system, as David Cyclone makes his way from behind the curtain holding a Lucozade bottle in his right hand and the stolen SVW Defiance Title over his left shoulder. Blue lights flash around the arena as he makes his way to the ring, shrugging off the crowd as he walks down the aisle.
John: Making his way down the aisle, from Bournemouth, England. Weighing 226 lbs, “Mr Main Event” David…Cyclone!!!!
He takes a swig of his drink and spits it out in the air as he walks up the ring steps and struts along the ring apron. He enters the ring through the top and middle rope and walks over to the furthest turnbuckle. He climbs up onto the second rope and poses for the crowd, lifting the title to boo’s from the audience.
Melissa: There he is folks, the man who thinks he’s a champion.
Dante: Mr Conspiracy Theory himself.
The opening riff from Coheed & Cambria’s “Welcome Home” rips through the speakers as the arena goes dark. In a flash of light, the Athena stands at the top of the ramp, her arms outstretched and her back turned as bright colored lasers whip around from the ramp.
You could've been all I wanted
But you weren't honest
Now get in the ground
You choked off the surest of favors
But if you really loved me
You would've endured my world
Rhea slowly makes her way down to the ring, rolling her shoulders a bit as she makes her way down the ramp. Rhea stays solely focused on the ring, ignoring the crowd for the most part as she climbs into the ring. The Modern Day Amazon climbs the turnbuckle and looks out at the crowd, her face calm as she gazes upon the masses before hopping down. The powerfully built Greek Amazon rolls her neck from side to side and stretches, pulling on the ropes as her music stops.
John Youle: Introducing, hailing from Tripolo, Greece. Accomapnied to the ring by Kyle Kilmeade, please welcome …… “The Modern Day Amazon” RHEA LASKARIS!!
The lights dim, and the opening drums of “Coward” ring out over the speakers. As the heavy guitars hit, the floor lights come up slightly and tint everything with a bluish hue as Shane Atwater steps onto the stage. He pauses there a moment, head bowed before he looks up, throwing the hood on his vest back and looking out at the crowd before stalking down toward the ring with purpose, only pausing to slap hands with a few fans here and there before making his way to ringside. He pauses momentarily before climbing onto the apron, kneeling there momentarily with his hand on the top rope, head bowed as he takes a quiet moment to hype himself up before he climbs into the ring, immediately heading to mount the middle turnbuckle in the nearest corner. He takes in the scene a moment longer before throwing a single fist in the air to an eruption of cheers.
John: Introducing at this time...From Los Angeles, California...standing six feet, three inches tall, weighing in tonight at two-hundred-forty pounds...He is the reigning AND defending SVW Defiance Champion….SHAAAAAAAANE ATWATER!
He nods, the hint of a smirk playing across his face before he climbs down, rubbing his hands together and cracking his neck before he makes a sudden dash across the ring at Cyclone, who dives out of the ropes and around the outside of the ring!
Melissa: Shane Atwater has been begging to get his hands around Cyclone’s neck and watch him run!
Dante: Really wouldn’t want to be Cyclone if Atwater catches up to him.
Rhea stands in the ring, watching the chaos ensue as Rudy Palmer begins yelling at the pair to get back in the ring until Cyclone slides himself back under the bottom rope after a couple of laps with Atwater milliseconds behind him. The bell rings the second Atwater’s body makes contact with the canvas, but he’s taken out as soon as he’s vertical by a huge brogue kick from Rhea, which prompts Cyclone to point and laugh at the embarrassment the champion has just endured! His bragging catches Rhea’s attention and before Cyclone can react to her movement, she swings a leg and connects with the back of his head, sending Cyclone to the mat with a huge faceplant!
Melissa: Instant. Karma.
Dante: Cyclone’s ears will be ringing for days and how Atwater’s nose is still in-tact is anyone’s guess!
Cyclone rolls out of the ring and Rhea turns her attention back to Atwater, who just manages to get himself vertical in the corner as Rhea breaks into a run, the challenger squashes the champion into the turnbuckle with a splash before stepping back and grabbing Atwater as he staggers from the corner to hurl him overhead with a huge overhead belly to belly suplex! Atwater travels the entire width of the ring and lands flat on his back with a huge slam, the entire arena wincing from the impact! Atwater immediately attempts to get back to his feet and Rhea helps him vertical then throws him at the ropes, but Atwater grabs hold of the ropes and Rhea taken out from the side by Cyclone flying with a springboard diving elbow that sends her sprawling across the mat!
Atwater about finds his bearings and turns around into a spinning heel kick from Cyclone, who scurries into the cover as soon as Atwater hits the mat …
1 … Atwater kicks out!
Cyclone wastes no time in dragging Atwater up to his feet and trying to hurl him into the ropes, but Atwater turns the situation to his favour by leaping and catching Cyclone with a flying armabar!
Melissa: ARMBAR!
Dante: Cyclone’s career could be over here if he doesn’t tap cos Atwater will rip his arm apart!
Cyclone flops around on the mat like a fish out of water, desperately trying to get any available limb he can onto the bottom rope, shouting “no no no no!!” at Palmer as he checks for any sign of submission. Atwater pulls back on the arm harder and Cyclone’s cries of pain intensify as he tries to edge his body weight and Atwater’s towards the bottom rope, but he’s given a reprive as Rhea rolls back in the ring and hits Atwater square in the side of the head with a huge kick!
Cyclone drags himself up in the corner, holding his arm close to his body while Rhea pulls Atwater up to his feet and throws him into the corner, slamming the two men into each other before she catches him on the stagger back to throw him over with a huge German Suplex, bridging to keep the pin …
1 … 2 … Cyclone breaks up the pin with a stamp on Rhea’s midsection!
Rhea tries to get back to her feet, but Cyclone stops her in her tracks with stiff elbows to the face before backing her into the ropes and sending her sailing across the ring, planting her face first with a snap DDT as she rebounds back! Cyclone is quickly back to his feet and looks to pull Rhea up to her feet, but he’s sent sprawling across the ring by a surprise dropkick from Atwater! Cyclone uses the ropes for support and Atwater runs at him, but Cyclone ducks down and hoists him up over the top rope, the Defiance champion landing on the apron and clocking Cyclone as he turns around! The Conspiracy Victim spins round from the impact, straight into a recovered Rhea who catches him with a knee to the midsection before planting him with a double underhook suplex that makes the ring shake!
Melissa: What a suplex!
Dante: No one can seem to get a clear advantage in this match so far. Just as one person seems to take control, the third party knocks them down!
Rhea pushes Cyclone back down as he sits up to hook the leg …
1 … 2 … Atwater drags her off by the foot!
With a fistful of hair, Atwater drags Rhea up to her feet and hits her with uppercut after uppercut to stagger her back to the ropes before throwing her across the ring and catching the Modern Day Athena with a drop toe hold, transitioning into an ankle lock while she’s clutching her face! Rhea screams and writhes in pain as she reaches out for the bottom rope in desperation, denying Rudy Palmer’s question of giving in. Pushing along on her elbows, Rhea claws with everything she’s got to get to the bottom rope, but just before she can wrap her finger around it, Atwater drags her back to the middle of the ring! It doesn’t last long as Atwater is sent reeling by a recovered Cyclone making his way back into the ring and smacking the Defiance champion square in the face with a Storm Kick!
Melissa: What a kick!
Dante: Someone may want to help Atwater count his teeth, just to make sure they’re all there.
Cyclone spots his chance with Atwater laid out and heads for the top turnbuckle, pausing for a second to gloat at the crowd who boo the life out of him, but his gloating proves his downfall as Rhea finds her feet and shoves the ropes, bringing him down crotch first on the top turnbuckle!
Dante: Ouch!
Melissa: That’s what he gets for showboating!
Dante: I dislike the guy, but I will sympathise with any man in that position!
Cyclone winces in pain, but he doesn’t get chance to catch a breath as Rhea joins him at the turnbuckle, hitting him with a stiff forearm to the jaw before she wraps him up and carries on climbing, putting all of her effort into throwing him over with a superplex that sees Cyclone land square across Atwater’s prone form on the mat!
The crowd are in shock, no one is moving and Rudy Palmer has no option but to start a count!
Melissa: Holy shit! She just dropped Cyclone with a superplex ACROSS Shane Atwater!
Dante: I’ve seen some things in my time behind this table, but that’s a new one on me!
Rudy’s count reaches three as Rhea begins to show some sign of life, crawling over and shoving Cyclone off of Atwater to hook the leg …
1 … 2 … Atwater kicks out!
The Champion rolls over to stop the pin attempt again and Rhea stands up to carry on her attack, but she pauses as she spots Cyclone making a charge at her, picking him up and planting him with a Samoan drop that drives the air right out of him! Cyclone rolls out of the ring, gasping for air as Rhea tries to get back to her feet, but she’s caught off guard by a recovered Atwater, who nails her in the side of the head with a running knee trembler! Rhea spins round and Atwater wraps her up from behind, throwing her overhead with a massive German suplex and keeping the bridge to pin …
1 … 2 …. Rhea kicks out!
Rhea struggles to get to her feet and Atwater heads for the ropes, but he eats canvas as as Cyclone grabs his foot from the floor and drags him out of the ring, hitting the champion with an uppercut as he lands before hurling him into the security barrier!
Melissa: Just as Atwater was smelling the blood in the water, Cyclone’s there to ruin the party.
Dante: Is that not the whole story of this title fight?
With a grin on his face, Cyclone slides himself back into the ring as Rhea makes it to her feet and turns around, landing a kick to the gut before throwing her away with a fisherman suplex and keeping hold of the leg for the pin …
1 … 2 … Rhea kicks out!
Not giving up his advantage, Cyclone leaves a prone Rhea on the mat and heads for the turnbuckle again, climbing to the top and not wasting any time in leaping off with a huge moonsault, but his gamble doesn’t pay as Rhea rolls out of the way and leaves Cyclone to eat the canvas!
Melissa: And twice in one night, karma kicks David Cyclone square in the balls.
Dante: She couldn’t be happier doing it, either.
Melissa: You really think karma is female?
Dante: No one that creatively twisted in revenge is male, I’m just sayin’.
Rhea drives back up to her feet and goes on the attack, pulling Cyclone back to his feet by his hair to take him by the wrist and throw him into the ropes, driving all of the air out of him by hitting him with the Kitchen Sink. Cyclone coughs and splutters, gasping for air as he rolls onto his stomach to prevent the pinfall, only to have Rhea grab him by the arms and drive him into the mat face first with the Wrath Of The Titans! Dropping to her knees, Rhea rolls Cyclone over and hooks the leg …
1 … 2 … Cyclone kicks out!
Cyclone sits up out of instinct alone and Rhea lock him into a full nelson hold and body scissors combination! Rudy Palmer hits the mat to check for any sign of submission as Cyclone does his best to break free of the hold, but he can’t seem to get through the strength of Rhea, who tightens her grip around his body with her legs then pulls back on the arms. Rudy Palmer continues to ask Cyclone if he wants to give in, but the life looks like its draining from him!
Melissa: David Cyclone is in trouble here and the one person who could have saved him is still down because he threw him into the security barrier.
Dante: What did I say about karma?
Cyclone’s face turns beet red and his eyes begin to roll back into his head, and Rudy Palmer lifts his hand. It drops for a first time. He lifts his hand again and it drops for a second time. Rudy Palmer raises Cyclone’s hand for a third time, but Atwater breaks the hold with a low drop kick to the side of Rhea’s head before he can let it drop a third time! Cyclone rolls out of harm’s way as Atwater goes after a dazed Rhea, picking her up to drop her hard with the Schism and grab the legs for the cover …
1 … 2 … Rhea kicks out!
Rhea struggles to get back to her feet but Atwater is like a shark in the water, quickly back to his feet and off the ropes, almost taking Rhea’s head off with a running knee trembler that leaves her face down on the mat! Atwater takes advantage and locks her up into The Crucible! Rudy Palmer drops to the canvas with Rhea in an arm trap crossface and nowhere near the ropes! She desperately reaches with her free arm, fighting against the hold with everything she’s got and starting to edge herself towards the bottom rope, but Atwater pulls back on the hold even harder and she cries out in pain, her face turning red!
Melissa: Rhea is stuck here unless she can get to that bottom rope!
Dante: And Shane Atwater takes pleasure in making people tap out!
Palmer continues to ask Rhea if she wants to give in and she roars defiantly as she tries to edge to the ropes a bit more, but Atwater pulls back once again and with nowhere to go, she furiously taps the mat!
John Youle: Rhea Laskaris has been eliminated!
Atwater releases his grip on Rhea and rolls to the ropes, keeping his eyes peeled for Cyclone as he uses the time to take a breath, but it doesn’t last long as he gets side swiped by Rhea in a fit of rage! The Modern Day Amazon grabs hold of the Defiance Champion by the hair and is like a woman possessed, throwing knee after knee into his midsection then his face before taking a handful of tights and spinning him round, hurling Atwater into the turnbuckle!
Melissa: What the hell is she doing?! Get out of the damn ring!
Dante: Something tells me Rhea isn’t taking too kindly to losing.
Rhea isn’t finished there, ignoring Rudy Palmer’s demands and pulling Atwater out of the corner, she hurls him out of the ring and slides out after him. Cyclone keeps his distance from the action but watches gleefully as Rhea slams Atwater’s head off the steel steps then drags him round and hurls him into the ringpost, bouncing his head off it! Atwater crumples in a heap on the floor as SVW officials and security begin to appear from the back, including Ryan Sheffield, who all flank round Rhea and Atwater as the Modern Day Amazon picks up the Defiance Champion and drops him to bounce his face off the ring apron!
Melissa: This is just uncalled for and that scumbag Cyclone is enjoying this!
Dante: Of course he is, he knows this is helping him out in the long run!
Rhea steps back from her handiwork and Ryan Sheffield dives in, wrapping her up in a full nelson hold from behind that allows security to start grabbing hold of limbs in order to get her under control! Rhea thrashes around, catching one security guard square in the jaw with her boot before the numbers just get too much as she’s dragged away from ringside and up the ramp with a security guard om each limb and Ryan Sheffield bringing up the rear in case she breaks free!
Back in the ring, Cyclone tentatively hops up onto the apron to watch as Rhea is dragged away up the ramp, waiting until the hoard of security is out of sight before he dives out of the ring after a prone Champion! Dragging Atwater back to his feet, Cyclone rolls him under the bottom rope and puts him in position in the corner before heading to the top rope, taking a second for balance before he leaps off with the Deathplant Frogsplash! The crowd in the arena are booing the contender mercilessly as he hits the perfect frogsplash, but rather than making the cover, Cyclone scurries back to the turnbuckle and heads for the top rope again!
Melissa: What in the hell is he doing?! Isn’t it embarrassing enough that he’s going to rob him on a championship?!
Dante: Clearly not, but this might not be good strategy by Cyclone either. He should have pinned him there and then.
Cyclone takes a moment to savour the crowd’s negative reaction before he takes to the air again, this time landing a picture perfect Cyclonus! Shooting Star Press to the Defiance Champion and Cyclone hooks both the legs …
1 … 2 … 3!!!
John Youle: Here is your winner and the NEW SVW Defiance Champion, David Cyclone!
Cyclone sits back on his knees and throws both arms up in the air in victory, almost ripping Rudy Pamler’s arms off as he snatches the Defiance Championship from him, hugging it like it was his newborn child. The new champion stands up and lifts the title belt high above his head as he stands over the fallen Shane Atwater, screaming “I TOLD YOU SO” at his prone body.
Melissa: Well I’m gobsmacked.
Dante: Shane Atwater just got robbed thanks to Rhea’s toddler like meltdown.
Melissa: I just can’t believe we’re going to have to listen to him bragging about this now.
Dante: …. Ugh great.
John: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.
The arena is bathed in green spotlights as Christian Kincaid stops after coming through the curtain at the top of the ramp. He smiles slightly, looking back behind him as Stephanie Stefano emerges shortly after him in her ring gear with a leather jacket as she stares out at the crowd over her newspaper. She continues to stand with Kincaid who takes the now rolled up newspaper from her that she has in hand. Finally the two of them walk to the ring, dead set as Steph finishes up wrapping her left hand.
“No one calls you honey when you're sitting on a throne,
No one calls you honey when you're sitting on a throne.
Beware the patient woman, cause this much I know,
No one calls you honey when you're sitting on a throne.”
John: From Berkeley, California and weighing in tonight at 170 pounds... She is THE WITCH OF WALL STREET... THIS IS *THE* STEPH STEFANO!
“CAUSE I AM, I AM A LITTLE WICKED! I AM, I AM...!
HANDS RED, HANDS RED JUST LIKE HE SAID!
I AM...A LITTLE WICKED.”
The wicked witch of wall street stands in the center of the ring, wrists crossed and head bowed as the green spotlights bathe her while CK is leaned in the corner with a smirk before her song fades out and the lighting returns to normal.
Melissa: Here is a woman that’s been trying to turn her life around and in doing so, she’s upset the God fearing Luther Thunder.
Dante: She’ll soon be the Luther fearing Steph if he gets his way.
We hear a thunderclap, signifying the start of “The Man Comes Around” by Johnny Cash. As the acoustic guitar and the hypnotic words of the man in black fill the arena, the lights go out, and in a sole spotlight we see the slow walk out of Luther Thunder, flanked by Esme & his sister Tara, all in black. Luther bows his head, and makes the sign of the cross on his chest, before linking arms with the two ladies and walking down the ramp towards the ring, the spotlight following.
John: Introducing from Amsterdam in the Netherlands, accompanied by Esme and Tara Thunder standing 6’6” tall and weighing 270 lbs, he is...LUTHER THUNDER!!!
Luther gets to ringside, where he releases from the ladies, climbing the steps to the apron. He blesses the ring, bowing his head, before climbing atop the turnbuckle. He throws his arms out like a crucifix, and then slowly starts asking the Lord to forgive these sinners who boo him.
Dante: Luther is praying that Steph will see the light.
Melissa: Ha! Not going to happen.
The referee gestures for the two to start the match. They lock eyes and begin to circle, but only briefly. Steph goes in for a single leg trip, but Luther grabs her arm and twists it into a wrist lock. The much bigger and stronger Luther is able to control Steph with this elementary hold better than most people are able to. Eventually, the California native manages to establish enough leverage to cartwheel over the wrists and pull down with all of her weight at the same time as executing a drop toe hold. Thunder drops down to a knee. Instead of going for a headlock or some other mat wrestling move, Steph instead immediately connects with hard elbow to the back of the head of Luther. The latter quickly jerks himself up, spins around and almost decapitates Steph with a hard clothesline. The audience is shocked at the sudden intensity. Stefano’s body weight is piled up onto her shoulders, allowing Luther to just lean on her legs to get a good pinfall attempt.
One!
Two!
Steph rolls over just before the three count. Luther grabs her in a front face lock and pulls her up to her feet. He then grabs her shoulder with his left hand, her thigh with his right hand and lifts her into the air and above his head. He extends his arms, and - after a brief moment - steps forward, allowing her to crash down onto the canvas. Luther solemnly glares down at Steph, as Steph screams in pain, clutching her ribs. Thunder then turns around to survey his downed opponent. He ducks down into almost a three-point stance, waiting for his moment. With Steph facing up towards the ceiling, Luther jogs up to her and lands a good-looking leg drop. He shuffles around and pins Steph’s shoulders.
One!
Two!
Steph slips her far shoulder out of the cover.
Melissa: Okay, this isn’t starting out the way I thought it would.
Dante: What did you expect? She tried to go toe to toe with the power of Luther. The Steph I knew would have tried to rake the eyes or something by now.
Melissa: She won’t need to resort to that.
Luther looks down and nods. He grabs Steph by the hair, easily tosses her over his right shoulder and begins to walk towards the corner turnbuckle. He then sets off at a sprint, but this quickly turns into a very light jog as Steph shuffles herself out of position and counters with a DDT, dropping Luther onto the top of his head. With both wrestlers down, the referee first checks on the condition of each before beginning the ten count.
...1
Thunder is still clutching at the top of his head, from the initial impact of the DDT; Stefano is barely moving.
...2
...3
...4
Luther is on all fours, attempting to shake off some of the pain from his head and neck; Steph has rolled over to her side, in the opposite direction.
...5
...6
Luther is up to one knee; Steph has reached out for the ropes and is trying to pull herself back to her feet.
...7
Melissa: That DDT took a lot out of both competitors, interesting to see who has the advantage now.
Luther lethargically pushes himself back to his feet and begins to stagger over to Steph, who is tangled up between the middle and top rope as she attempts to get her bearings. As Luther comes into her proximity, Steph steps outside of the ropes, grabs Luther’s leg and connects with a dragon screw on the second rope. Thunder stumbles back, just managing to hold himself up by holding onto the top rope. Stefano then steps back into the ring, behind her opponent, and drops down into a chop block to the same knee. This takes Luther off his feet. Steph, now finding her bearings, hitting the ropes opposite and charging back with a leaping knee drop to the inside of Luther’s leg. Not waiting for Luther to get to his feet alone, Steph grabs him and pulls him up, dropping him straight back down across her knee with a vicious backbreaker.
Melissa: There’s Steph’s bread and butter, hitting the backbreaker.
Dante: Luther carries the cross of the people on his back, he can withstand this.
As gritty as ever, Luther props himself back up onto his feet...but Steph is waiting. She kicks Thunder about as hard as she can in his left hamstring; and again; and again, this time knocking him down to the canvas...but, as he goes down, he grabs a hold of Steph’s leg and takes her down with an inverted single leg trip. He then rests his weight onto his right knee which is rested on Steph’s left hamstring. He then places his foot in the inside of her knee, lifts her leg up by the ankle and it is countered by Steph into a victory roll.
One!
Steph transitions into an attempt at the single leg crab. She places her right leg over to the opposite side of Luther’s body and sits down, effectively applying the hold. Luther is initially shocked by the pain, shooting down his leg to his lower back. However, he then uses his impressive upper body strength to push himself off of the canvas and launch Steph off the hold. The latter rolls forwards towards the ropes. Steph turns right back towards her opponent, who greets her with a hard big boot to the jaw. Luther takes some time to lean against the ropes and recuperate. He then turns back to Steph and connects with a running knee to the gut, following by a haymaker punch which forces Steph’s knees to buckle. Luther doesn’t give her any time to rest, however, taking her over with the snapmare; bouncing off the ropes; and hitting a knee to the face to lay Steph down for the count.
One!
Two!
Steph kicks out. Luther doesn’t let up. He hooks in a front facelock and connects with a single arm snap DDT. He rolls Steph over and goes for another cover.
One!
Two!
Steph kicks out, again and Luther is starting to look a little annoyed. He grabs Steph up by the back of the head and brings her to her feet, sending her at the ropes and catching her with a powerslam on the way back, once again going for a cover.
One!
Two!
Again, Steph shoots her shoulder up off the mat to break up the pin.
Melissa: Say what you will about her, and everyone has, but Steph is proving tonight that she’s a fighter.
Dante: She can be a lover, a smoker and midnight toker for all I care, Luther is going to break her.
Luther grabs Steph again and brings her to her feet, but Steph pushes him back, hitting the ropes behind her and coming back with a low dropkick to Luther’s left knee, dropping him down. She scrambles up and lifts Luther up off his knee and drops him across hers with a beautiful pendulum backbreaker. Steph goes for a quick cover looking to capitalize on the pressure she’s applying.
One!
Two!
Luther kicks out this time, rolling over to his stomach right away. Steph picking Luther up on her shoulders but struggles to put him away for a samoan drop, her legs buckling a bit as Luther gets down to his feet, grabbing Steph and whipping her to the ropes, but she reverses and it’s Luther who goes for the ride, coming back and getting lifted up in the air and coming down on a stiff lariat from Steph!
Melissa: The Debt Collector pays out with that shot.
Dante: Oh that was bad.
Rather that go for the cover, Steph sees that Luther is already starting to stir and takes position, watching him slowly get to his feet, she rushes up behind him and leaps in the air, grabbing his head and driving him backwards with her reverse bulldog, or the more colourful name, the Walk of Shame.
Melissa: I’ll bet that’s the only time Luther has been on a Walk of Shame.
Dante: Definitely not Stph’s!
Melissa: Will you be serious?
This time Steph does go for the cover, making sure to hook both lgs to try and pin the former SVW World champion.
One!
Two!
Thr-NO!
Luther shoots his right arm up off the mat to break up the pin and keep himself alive.
Dante: This could look better, but I haven’t lost faith.
Steph takes a step back from Luther as she gets to her feet, once again calling for him to get up, measuring him for possibly her newer closing move to send a message that she doesn’t need tactics anymore other than brute strength, but she feels a tug at her foot. She turns and ses that Esme is there trying to stop her from hurting Luther. Steph kicks at her to free her foot, turning back to Luther when she’s suddenly THUNDERSTRUCK!! The crowd gasps as Steph falls flat on her back and Luther goes for the cover, hooking both legs.
One!
Two!
Three!
The ref calls for the bell and Luther gets up to his feet, being joined in the ring by Esme as she demands that the referee raise Luther hand, which she does.
John: The winner of the match...Luther Thunder!
Melissa: I don’t believe it, Luther with a cheap shot gets the win.
Dante: Cheap? That shot was lethal!
Luther however is less interested in celebrating and more focused on Steph, who’s just starting to come to. He grabs her and lifts her to her feet, saying something to her before doubling her over with a knee lift and pulling her close, lifting her up in the air and driving her straight down to the mat with his Assassin's Edge (Crucifix Powerbomb)! The crowd boos as Luther just lowers his head, saying something the camera can’t pick up.
Melissa: Hes probably begging for forgiveness after that heinous act!
Dante: I believe in the church of Latter Day Luthers!
Melissa: THAT’S NOT A THING!
Well Done, Champ
The next person we see as the show returns to the backstage area is the General Manager of Aggression, who gets a warm reception from the crowd. Mark looks more than a little perturbed as he rubs his chin a moment before he begins.
Mark: We all saw what happened a little bit ago in the Defiance Championship match. And whether or not you or I like it or not, David Cyclone is the actual and recognized Defiance Champion.
Hearing that doesn’t make the crowd any happier, nor does it seemingly the Aggression boss.
Mark: I understand how you feel, and appreciate it too. So I guess I should congratulate the new champion, but I’d rather let him know about his first challenger. July 16th, we have a little show called Extreme Prejudice. And I know David’s already signed up to be part of the Midas Touch that night, but that won’t be the ONLY time he gets into the ring. Because on that night at the Oracle Arena in Oakland, he will be defending his newly won SVW Defiance Championship against Shane Atwater….
The crowd gets loud at this name, causing Mark to nod in agreement.
Mark: Inside a fifteen foot high steel cage!
That gets a louder response from the crowd.
Mark: Shane’s also entered into the Midas Touch, and he may go into the match as the two time Defiance Champion by that point. I can’t think of a better place for these two to settle it once and for all inside wrestling’s oldest structure...at a show called Extreme Prejudice. Good luck, champ! You’re likely going to need it!
A graphic shows the two men with a cage in front of them for Extreme Prejudice before we head back to the ring.
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John: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is a triple threat match... FOR THE SEX & VIOLENCE WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP!
The arena is thrown into darkness and the crowd begin to buzz as to what is happening until a single lyric cuts through the buzz.
You better work bitch!
An explosion of purple pyrotechnics from the staging brings the arena lights back to life as "Work Bitch" by Britney Spears rips through the arena speakers and Harmony appears at the top of the staging, cocking her hip to the side before throwing a hand in the air and striding down the ramp with a smile, touching hands with fans as she makes her way towards the ring.
The brunette hops up onto the apron then throws herself over the top rope, landing on both feet before ascending the turnbuckle and blowing a kiss out to the fans. She throws a hand in the air again then jumps down and swings her arms back and forth, preparing herself for the match.
John: Introducing, from London, England and weighing 137lbs, this is Harmony!
Dante: With over a decade of experience under her belt, tonight in Auburn Hills may be a culmination of all Harmony has done and has worked for.
Melissa: The fans here are certainly behind her right now Dante but they’ll get split down the middle when the other challenger comes out!
The arena falls dark as the opening of “Blonde, Bad and Beautiful” by Airbourne plays, Kelly explodes upward out of the middle of the stage as though shot out of a cannon, landing a perfect front somersault in a shower of blue sparks. The girl is joined by Christian Kincaid on the stage. Turning to face her husband, she turns to face him, giving him a big hug as she plants a kiss to his lips. As the music starts to pick up pace once more she starts to run toward the ring, performing a quick cartwheel into a handspring before sliding into the ring underneath the bottom rope. Using the momentum to her advantage, the former acrobat forward rolls to her feet and leaps onto the middle rope. She springboards off the ropes into a backflip and heads towards the corner. The former acrobat runs straight up the pads. Stopping on the top turnbuckle she blows a kiss to the fans and corkscrew flips back to the mat, facing the middle of the ring as she lands.
John: From Coney Island, Brooklyn, New York, 5’5” tall, weighs 115lbs and is accompanied to the ring by Christian Kincaid. Please welcome...KELLY KINCAID!!!
Melissa: The other half of who the Auburn Hills crowd will be cheering for right down the middle. Kelly Kincaid’s already held the SVW championship once already and she’s looking to return to form a second time here and now.
Dante: She and Harmony may split the crowd in cheers, but these two women could not be more diametrically opposed. Our champion will hardly have to worry about any double teaming against her... Speaking of...
Two sea eagle cries are heard before "Rise" hits the sound system.Accompanied by her manager Kyle Kilmeade, Mika Demidov walks through the entrance gate when the song makes its halt to come back with a stronger beat. Right before the entrance aisle, she raises the SVW Championship belt up high, and white, blue and red pyros shoot behind her back, and her manager presents her to the crowd.
John: And her opponent/And their opponent, escorted to the ring by Kyle Kilmeade... From Saint Petersburg, western Russia... The DEFENDING SVW Champion... “THE EMPRESS” MIKA DEMIDOV!
She then treks down the entrance aisle, still with the championship belt high, showing it off to the crowd without even giving them a glance, before she's offered a hand by Kyle to climb the steel steps leading into the ring. She enters the square passing between the mid and bottom ropes and, once inside, she climbs a random turnbuckle, taunting the crowd by basically screaming smack at them. She takes her sweet time to let the crowd know it's HER name on the championship's nameplate, this being echoed by Kyle who gives her a lonely round of applause, their taunting getting drowned out by the boos. She then plants a kiss on the main plate and leaps back into the ring, facing her opposition across the ring.
Dante: She is everything that these fans in the Palace cannot stand and she relishes that, Melissa. The SVW champion has been rubbing her custom title in the face of every single person who would oppose her, her two opponents included.
Melissa: She’ll tell everyone who listens that she’s worked as hard as anyone to get here Dante... She just happens to breeze over every shortcut and helping hand by Kyle that got her here.
DING! DING! DING!
Angela Rocca motions for the bell to ring after lifting the SVW championship high overhead. The three women all stare at the title before they all eye each other in equal disdain, no amount of love lost between any one of them. They actually all begin to move in somewhat of a circle, each woman turning to glance at the one on the left of her and then to the right of her as though entirely deciding what or how will be the option they decide to pick up here. They all seem to be wary of each other though the crowd seems to perk up and becomes split in two which begins to slow annoy the SVW champion who’s eyes narrow into slits with each passing chant.
Dueling chants of the crowd: LET’S GO KELLY! / HAR-MO-NY! / LET’S GO KELLY! / HAR-MO-NY! / LET’S GO KELLY! / HAR-MO-NY! / LET’S GO KELLY! / HAR-MO-NY!
The SVW champion finally steps forward and sneers before she leans up against the ropes with complete disdain of the sheeple and snaps at Rocca to give her the title back as she no longer feels the fans in the Auburn Hills deserve to watch her compete tonight. The referee looks at her as though she cannot be entirely serious and yet she continues reading the riot act to the ref as Harmony and Kelly both roll their eyes. The dueling chants have suddenly changed to something more unified.
Crowd: FUCK YOU MIKA! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* FUCK YOU MIKA! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* FUCK YOU MIKA! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* FUCK YOU MIKA! *CLAP CLAP CLAP*
Dante: Well, that didn’t take long.
Melissa: I think it may be one of the quickest-- WAIT!
The Empress of SVW has had quite enough of this all, and takes off towards Harmony, catching the taller wrestler with a running big boot across the jaw and sending her up and over the ropes only for Harmony to land on her feet, rubbing her jaw with her forearm and looking aggravated by the landing. Mika looks back to see Kelly rushing towards her but she doesn’t give Kelly the chance to light her up with a running spinning uppercut, ducking down to pop her up and send Kelly up and over to land on Harmony. Unfortunately for Mika that only seems to irritate the other to women as Harmony sees it coming and sidesteps from Kelly as she’s flying over the ropes. Kelly herself handsprings into a tuck and roll, crisply landing before doing a one-eighty to stand up and stare at Mika from outside of the ring like Harmony as well. Both women are staring at the SVW champion who looked as though she was hoping to pick off both women at the same time but instead seems to have given them a temporary reason to align, if only for half a second against Mika!
Dante: And with that attempt of taking down two birds in one stone Mika has forced the most temporary of alliances between Harmony and Kelly.
Melissa: Ssssooooooo temporary. Super temporary.
The two challengers don’t look at each other... Instead they swarm either opposite sides of the ring as the SVW champion looks back between the two of them as they both slide inside of the ring and come in after her from opposite ends. Mika back elbows the Londoner who steps backward, rubbing her jaw in irritation as Demidov then takes a hard swinging european uppercut at Kelly who only answers her back with one of her own! Mika turns around and steps back to recover and answer Kelly with another but she immediately turns into a european uppercut compliments of Harmony! She stumbles backward and gets a european uppercut from Kelly! Back to Harmony! Back to Kelly! Back to Harmony! Back and forth the SVW champion keeps getting her jaw jacked with multiple european uppercuts before she stands in a daze as both Kelly and Harmony take aim as the crowd begins to rally, waiting for the big impact.
Crowd: OoooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH...!
Kelly jumps for a spinning heel kick to hit the front of Mika’s head!
Harmony handpsrings for an enzuigiri to kick the back of Mika’s head!
...
...And both women kick each other in the shin as the SVW champion ducks out of the way!
Both women stiff each other as hard as possible, obviously their teamwork not going to strike lightning twice as Harmony punches the mat in pain and Kelly grits her teeth. Mika quickly picks her target between the two competitors and piston kicks Harmony in the back of the head to drop her to face first on the mat. She quickly grabs the brunette by the ponytail and begins to lift her head before smearing it across the mat, left and right before dropping her face across the mat again and again and again with repeated hairpulls and sliding her face again over the mat before stepping off of Harmony. With narrowed eyes Mika immediately turns her attention to Kelly who is standing up before she beats her across the jaw with european uppercut of her own before follows it up, or attempts to with a spinning back fist. Kincaid is the quicker of the two however and dropkicks Mika right in the knee, putting her down before Kelly takes off and handsprings back to catch Mika with a knee to the jaw! Before she’s even done rolling, the Acrobat is already springboarding off the second rope and crashing on top of the Empress with a springboard frog splash! Kincaid however immediately turns that to a mounted number of punches!
Melissa: Kelly Kincaid is unleashing a beating all over the face of Mika Demidov but don’t discount Harmony! She got her face rubbed in the mat by Mika after that wicked piston kick in the back of the head!
Dante: Good luck to her, because right now Kelly wants every part of the SVW champ that she can handle!
At first the punches are just both hands raining down on the head of the Russian empress but then Kelly cradles the back of her head with one hand to before beating Mika’s face in with a few more shots to the head! She quickly shifts her weight and goes onto get a lateral press on the SVW champion for the first pin of the night!
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!
TTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOO--!!
...
NO!!
Kelly gets physically dragged off by Harmony who immediately hits her with a snap suplex and sending Kincaid up and over her shoulders. Perfectly however the Acrobat lands on her feet but Harmony has it scouted and backflips into a pele kick that makes Kincaid stumble backward into the corner turnbuckle! Harmony is already up and takes off towards Kincaid as the former SVW champion has her hands clutching the ropes and shoots her legs upward, hooking them around Harmony’s neck! It looks as though she’s going to push off and catch Harm in a headscissors from out of the corner but instead she pulls her legs back and sends Harmony head first into the second turnbuckle! Kelly then unhooks her legs around Harmony’s head, hooks them around her waist and slings them both out of the corner and into a sunset flip pin!
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!
TTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOO--!!
...
NO!!
The SVW champion saves her title by dropkicking Kelly in the mouth and breaking up the pin before the Empress hammerlocks Kelly by the wrist and takes advantage by using the same corner that Kincaid just dropped Harmony’s head against a turnbuckle... Only this time its a lifting variation of her Hammerlock DDT against the top turnbuckle! Kincaid’s neck and frame snap back as she sits on her knees for a second before she accidentally shows off her flexibility as her back sinks backward while she’s still sitting on her knees. The Empress of SVW looks almost overjoyed, glancing between her two challengers in the Londoner and the Coney Island native, a rictus, insane and humorless grin all over her face as she looks to be picking which target who she’ll have first.
Dante: Modified GOLDEN BUSTER, Mika spiking Kelly’s head onto that top turnbuckle and now both she and Harmony are down and Mika’s... Mika’s telling Kyle to get a chair!
Melissa: Ugh, this is what sucks about triple threat rules! There’s no disqualifications so anything Mika wants to do goes!
Dante: The SVW champion should be careful in that because the two women in this match aren’t afraid to return fire... And the Palace will cheer them for it every step of the way.
Kyle walks towards the timekeeper’s area and steps around John to grab the chair. He begins walking towards the ring where Christian stands right in front of him with his arms crossed. The crowd has a cheer as Kelly’s husband shakes his head, telling Kyle he can forget the chair. Kilmeade only smiles and throws the chair over Christian’s head and into Mika’s waiting arms as Kyle smirks at Christian and pats him on the shoulder mouthing, ‘consider it forgotten’. With the folded chair in her hand, Mika looks back at Harmony who is slowly rising to her feet, shaking off the meeting of the minds she had with the turnbuckle pad. A nasty stare takes up Mika’s visage before she takes the chair in hand and THROWS it at Harmony...
...
Who beats it out of the air with a hard forearm, staring a hole through the SVW Champion! There’s a momentary stare of shock on Mika’s face as Harm literally slaps a chair out of the air from sheer adrenaline.
The fans watching find it hard to tell who’s more angry as Kelly is gathering herself. Harmony who is staring a hole through Mika for trying to throw a chair at her head or Harmony for BLOCKING the chair Mika threw at her head. The two women immediately lock up before Mika gets Harmony in a cross side wristlock from a standing position, running her towards the ropes and attempting to roll her up and grab the tights on top of it but Harmony kicks her away! Mika quickly rebounds off the ropes and tries to hit a second running big boot but Harmony ducks it! Mika quickly spins around, hooking her arms around Harmony’s waist and dropping her on the back of the head with a vicious german suplex but as she’s rising up, Mika comes back at her! The SVW champion however gets reversed into a wheelbarrow hold, compliments of Harmony who hefts the Empress upward and then lets Mika’s face come down on a pair of double knees! She bounces up and crashes down on the mat!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!
Dante: A WHEELBARROW DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER! Wha-WHAT WAS THAT?! WHERE DID HARMONY BURROUGHS PULL THAT OUT!?
Mel: I don’t know but Mika is OUT like a light! And... And Harmony isn’t even going for a pin! She’s freaking just wailing on Mika all the more! That woman wants that title!
Indeed Harmony doesn’t pin Mika after that knockout shot of the double knee facebreaker from the wheelbarrow position. Obviously Mika is looking up at the lights and not sure where she is at the moment but that matters little to the veteran, reaching down and forcing her to stand up before leaning her against the ropes. She irish-whips Mika and sends her speeding towards the opposite of them but she comes in too fast and Harmony is forced to drop down on her stomach, letting the Empress speed away and come back on the rebound. Burroughs however has her scouted and pulls off a standing moonsault press, bringing Mika back down as she grabs her by the ankles and sits cross-legged on Mika’s frame. Now comes the count!
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!
TTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
TTTHHHHHHRREEEE...
...
KICKOUT!!
Mika gets the shoulders up but Harmony still has her legs and flips the SVW champion over, looking to apply a double leg muta lock... UNFORTUNATELY for Harmony it seems that Kelly has had enough of watching as she springboards into a wicked disaster kick that ECHOES throughout the Palace! Harmony’s head snaps to the side and she looks to be standing in a daze, letting go of the SVW champion’s legs she rolls out of the ring while Kelly begins to unleash hell on Harmony of the aerial variety. In that moment that Harmony is stunned from the disaster kick, though she doesn’t go down, Kelly is already sailing towards Harmony and irish-whipping her towards the ropes before dropsaulting her out of the ring and sending her outside to the ground below on the opposite side of where Mika is! Kincaid looks to see Mika rising upward on one side... Harmony rising up on the other... Kelly starts running and takes off, hitting Harmony with an insane suicide dive and landing on her feet!
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!
She’s not done yet though as she rolls into the ring and starts running, a spinning suicide dive on the SVW champion for HER troubles! Kelly’s already on her feet and getting up, running into the ring and flying out of it with another dive on Harmony! Another on Mika! Another on Harmony and one more on Mika! Six spinning suicide dives, three for each woman before the crowd goes crazy! Kelly grabs Harmony by the hair and rolls her into the ring before ascending the top...
Dante: Kelly falling from the sky multiple times and using both women as launching pads! She drove them into the barricade repeatedly and now she’s going right back onto Harmony!
Melissa: You know what’s coming next Dante...! THE FLIGHT PATH!
Kelly comes down on Harmony with a high... Very high Shooting Star Press, crashing on top of Harmony with authority and causing the Londoner to roll around on the mat, hugging her ribs in agony as Kincaid does the same! However she is nonplussed and tries to roll Harmony over to get the pin after that explosive landing... But Harmony counters the pin attempt with a small package from out of nowhere!
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!
TTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
TTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
...
NO KICKOUT AT A MILLISECOND!!
Harmony comes within paint on the canvas of being SVW champion there as Kelly kicks out! The London native doesn’t get a chance to ask the ref if she was sure it was a 2.9 as both women are immediately focused on each other and getting up, turning their attention each other only for Mika to springboard towards them both and tackle both her challengers to the ground with a two-for-one spear! Mika gets them both down and rolls off the ground before she starts running, hitting Kelly with a flapjack on the ropes for her trouble and then hitting Harmony with a back senton to do more more damage to her ribs! She immediately turns back to Kelly whose hands are on her throat before kicking her in the gut and putting her head between her legs! For a moment it looks as though the SVW champion is going for a Soviet Burial and even lifts Kelly on her shoulders but Kincaid surprises Demidov by backflipping off her shoulders and hooking her head to counter her into a DDT! She spikes Mika right on her head and stands up, only for Harmony to come at her! Unfortunately for both Kelly and Harmony both women have the SAME idea and come at each other from opposite angles, BLASTING each other with standing roundhouses before they crumple to the ground, right next to the laid out SVW champion!
Melissa: KELLY IS DOWN! MIKA IS DOWN! HARMONY IS DOWN! I... DANTE EVERYONE IS DOWN!
Dante: They are standing impaired to say the least and all three women have been putting on an absolute clinic here tonight in the palace but it seems to be far from over! Mika attempted that Powerbomb Facebuster but ended up being hit with that Flip-over DDT... Also known as a Samurai Driver... The perfect counter to powerbombs.
Rocca looks as though she's not entirely sure what to do do here as not a single one of the women in question has moved yet. She can’t necessarily count them all out however as there must be a winner considering triple threat rules. However, the SVW champion is the first beginning to stir, standing herself up in a daze before she drops on top of Kelly and hooks the leg!
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!
TTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
KICKOUT!!
Mika puts a hand over her face, whether because of a daze from getting spiked on her head or frustration of not getting the count and finishing this match, she rolls over to Harmony and goes for the same pin!
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!
TTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
KICKOUT!!
Again, a kickout! Looking truly frustrated about the situation Mika seems to pick between the two of who she’s gonna pick apart, before she decides on both of them. The Empress gets a handful of Kelly’s hair and a handful of Harmony’s hair and forces both women to stand on their knees. Mika brings their heads together, with her knee as a sandwich in the middle! Both women end up headbutting the SVW champion’s knee and both lean back in pain as Mika reaches again and grabs their hair, a chunk in each hand. She goes to do it once more but both women catch her with a forearm to the gut! She releases the hair of both of them as they both get up and slug her in the mouth, before Harmony smacks the taste of Kelly’s mouth with a european uppercut! Kelly responds with hitting Mika with a european uppercut who turns around and hits Harmony with a european uppercut! The three competitors over the SVW title begin this cycle of pummeling each other with uppercuts, going in a circle before it reverses as Mika catches Kelly who catches Harmony who catches... You get the idea. Mika finally has enough of it and shoots forward, catching them both with uppercuts before rebounding back on the ropes only for both women to double roundhouse her to the ground. Mika goes down, but gets a hand on that steel chair that was originally given to her by Kyle though she looks out of it!
Melissa: Mika takes a double roundhouse and it looks as though she may finally be down but she’s too near that steel chair!
Dante: Harmony and Kelly both see it!
The two challengers both kick it out of Mika’s hand to beside Kyle at ringside before they remove the SVW champion by kicking her out of the ring.... And no SOONER do they do that do Burroughs and Kincaid begin teeing off on each other! All blocking and defensive tactics completely forgotten as both women begin pummeling each other with kicks to the arms and the hips and everywhere else in between! Kelly irish-whips Harmony towards the corner and comes handspringing with a knee to the head, knocking her senseless! She quickly grabs Harmony’s wrist and armbars her before walking up the rope! She tightropes and for a moment it looks as though Kelly is going to kick Harmony under the ribs before completing the High Flying Trapeze but Harm jerks Kelly off the ropes, forcing Kincaid to front flip into a three point landing!
Harmony moves to take a page out of Kelly’s book and blast her in the back of the head with a Disaster Kick! Kelly drops to her knees, the whites of her eyes flashing as her eyes roll in the back of her head before Harmony grabs her and lifts her up in a vertical suplex before letting her hang off the third rope! Quickly Burroughs climbs to the top rope and points down at Kelly before leaping to behead Kincaid with a Guillotine Leg Drop but Kelly puts her boots on the apron at the last second and pulls her head away, letting Harmony land on her tailbone! Kelly then swings herself through the ropes to dropkick Harmony in the head as both women are down again!
Dante: Kelly attempting the High Flying Trapeze and countered! Harmony attempting the Rope Hung Guillotine Leg Drop and countered! These two women cannot put each other away. One of them is going to have to hit something BIG!
Both women eventually get to their feet and are swaying slightly before they begin tagging each other back with stiff forearms that devolve into stiffer kicks. The strikes are slow at first but come with increasing fury before Kelly leaps at Harmony and catches her with a wicked sitout jawbreaker! Harmony stumbles back giving Kincaid ample opportunity to hit her with a spiked hurricanrana! Burroughs goes down but when Kincaid attempts to follow it up with a springboard into a moonsault, Harmony raises her knees up and Kelly comes crashing on them! The Londoner pushes herself up and gets Kincaid lifted into a Gory Hold position, looking to finally unleash the Gory Bomb, but Kelly counters it into a rollup! She lets it go however as Harmony shoots up, but Kincaid leapfrogs over Burroughs before hooking her head and kicking her legs up and out from under herself before she spikes Harmony’s head into the mat before she collapses onto Harmony as Rocca slides into the pin!
Melissa: CLIPPED WINGS! CLIPPED WINGS! THAT’S GOTTA BE IT!
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!
...
...
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE...?
Unfortunately for Kelly, Kyle drags her out of the ring before nearly trying to take her head off with a chair! Christian however isn’t far behind as he sees Kyle drag his wife out of the ring and comes down on Kilmeade with a left hook...!
...
While Mika slides in smooth as can be, hooks Harmony’s legs in a pinning predicament as Kelly sees what’s happening!
OOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!
TTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
...
...
TTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
DING! DING! DING!
...
Harmony kicks out a second too late. Kelly gets there a second too late... and Mika rolls out of the ring laughing as though she’s just watched the greatest comedy of her twenty-six years on the planet. Christian slides in the ring to try and talk to Rocca but its no good as Mika goes to help Kyle up after he was struck by CK, still laughing mad as she goes to retrieve her SVW title with her manager in tow.
John: Here is your winner... AND STILL SVW CHAMPION... “THE EMPRESS” MIKA DEMIDOV!
Dante: Once again Mika steals another victory and continues her reign as SVW champion. This time sniping Harmony after Kelly struck with the Clipped Wings and of course... Help from Kyle. Again.
Melissa: It seems like a freakin’ running theme.
Mika holds her title up high overhead to the boos of the crowd as Kelly looks irate, having come within moments of holding the SVW title once more as Kyle raises her hand while “Rise” plays in the Palace over... A chorus of boos. The SVW champion even goes as far as taking a victory lap around the ring with the championship in her arms as Kincaid looks more and more aggravated and Harmony, getting her bearings is staring daggers at Mika. Demidov stops and exhales proudly, wiping her brow before she checks on Kyle...
But strangely her music cuts off as suddenly Alexander Stryfe appears on the video wall. That same smile that Mika has been sporting? It fades away almost instantly and turns into a nasty sneer.
Stryfe: Miss Demidov, congratulations are in order, I suppose. However, I'd like to inform you that at Extreme Prejudice, we will have the match that was originally scheduled for tonight when you defend the SVW Championship against Kelly Kincaid! And did I mention Mr. Kilmeade...will be barred from ringside?
Both Mika and Kyle look as though the cease on the celebration has come quickly as Christian looks at his wife. Kelly herself nods, staring down at Mika as the Empress glares back at Kelly, mouthing that Stryfe can hand her all the chances he wants, the result will the same.
Dante: Ladies and gentlemen you’ve heard it here... EXTREME PREJUDICE! KELLY KINCAID! THE CHAMPION, MIKA DEMIDOV! A MATCHUP FOR THE AGES! This is a must win situation for both women! For Melissa and all of our broadcast partners, thank you for watching Fearless... Things are about to get... Extreme.
The closing shot is on the SVW title and the sneering face of the Empress as Kelly stares at her.
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