Post by Star Stormz on Jun 22, 2019 23:07:14 GMT -5
(The show opens up with Pyro and the camera scanning the wild crowd here in the Desert of Las Vegas! We hear the announcers.)
JR Freeman: Welcome to PWS-Apex! Welcome to Friday night Riot, boy, do we have a show you guys tonight!
Alf: That’s right! We get to see 2, yes TWO debuts on this show, and We also get to see the CD champion in action as well.
Jr Freeman: I also heard that we may hear Jenn speak after the actions Alexis had last week, but I’m not sure on that way. I haven’t seen her around here all day.
Alf: Neither have I. Alexis is damaging her friendship because why? Jenn didn’t like that girl that won’t be named? Kinda petty if you ask me. Alexis is just a pot head.
JR Freeman: Also tonight…. .wait, we have something going on backstage, let’s go take a look!
(We see Bella Madison and Malachi walking into the arena talking to each other, he cracks a joke and winks at her and she laughs a little and nudges him with her shoulder. They make their way down the hall to their locker room.)
Malachi: I hope that motherfucker tries something tonight so I can finally end his geriatric ass.
Bella Madison: If he does...just...promise you'll stay close?
Malachi: Just TRY to keep me away!
(The open the door to their locker room and are instantly unnerved...Malachi begins looking around the hallway with a snarling ferocity as Bella's bag falls to the floor and she walks carefully into the trashed room. The only thing in tact is a small table set up square in the middle of the room...with a vase of wilted flowers and a cake...covered in maggots. She raises her gaze to the back wall where written in red we see the words...)
"OH MY CHILDREN!
THE TIME IS AT HAND!"
(Malachi joins her in the room checking the bathroom violently before turning back to a stoic Bella.)
Malachi: Bells...you okay?
(Bella suddenly gets a feral glare and snarl on her face as she takes the vase of flowers and throws them at the words on the wall!)
Bella Madison: No FUCK this! I WON'T let him in my head again!
(She turns and takes Malachi's hands)
Bella Madison: It's smoke and mirrors, babe. Let's use it. We gotta focus on our matches.
(Bella turns and glares into the camera as she calmly shuts the door.)
Singles Match
Camila Rodriguez v Morgan Baker
(The bell rings as Camila Rodriguez and Morgan Baker square off with one another. Morgan gets the early advantage of the match when she catches Camila off-guard. Morgan has Camila up against the corner and starts to ram her shoulder into Camila’s stomach.)
Jr Freeman: That’s one way to catch your opponent off.
Alf: If it works, and it’s working! Morgan has to stay on the attack here if she wants to pull off this win.
Jr Freeman: I agree with you. Morgan has had some success in her matches before, but ever pulled off the win.
(After exercising the 5 count, Morgan moves away from Camila who is down on the mat. Morgan gloats around the ring after doing so.)
Alf: That’s not what I mean either…..This going to come back and bite her in the ass.
Jr Freeman: Overconfidence never works.
(The match moves forward from this, Morgan is still in charge of the match but she made a mistake, and it… came back to bite her in the ass. Camila starts to fight back in the match. The crowd is cheering on her behalf. Morgan puts a stop to it momentarily, before she climbs to the top rope. Camila shoves her off the ropes. Morgan flies backwards into the barricade at ringside.)
JR Freeman: That was a rough landing!
Alf: Ouch!
(Camila follows her out of the ring. She throws her back in the ring and Camila uses her speed now. When she does, the match starts to pick up in pace to a point where Morgan can’t keep up with her.)
JR Freeman: The speed on Camila.
Alf: I wonder who’s faster, Camila, Gracie or Miles?
Jr Freeman: all of them?
Alf: We need to do a race!
Jr Freeman: No races!
(Camila stays on the attack here, Morgan tries to fight back, but she can’t.)
Jr Freeman: it feels like the match is about to end soon.
Alf: I think so too, Camila is just dominating the poor woman.
(Camila has Morgan perched in the corner, she goes for a running knee and she connects with it. In quick fashion, she climbs to the ropes before hitting the Diving meteroa. She goes back to the top rope before hitting her frog splash, which is called the “Phoneix down”)
1…….
2……..
3!
(The bell rings to end the match, Camila walks around the ring with her arms up high.)
Jr Freeman: Dominate win for Camila.
Alf: Morgan had it going for her but she decided to parade around the ring like an idiot.
WINNER = CAMILA RODRIGUEZ
(Camera switches to the back as we see Bella Madison once again, this time stepping out from the bathroom already decked out in her wrestling gear. She stops and glares over at the wall as it’s obvious that someone tried to clean it up but to no avail. From off to the side we hear the voice of Stewie Griffin “Mom mom mommy momma” and it catches Bella’s attention as she grabs her phone and puts it on speaker.)
Bella: Hey mom!
Voice of Laura Phoenix: Finally! I’ve been trying to reach you for like the last 10 minutes. Are you guys ok?
Bella: Yeah, we’re ok. Just Syn and Levi deciding to leave us a little welcoming present. Why?
(Bella knew that tone, something else happened)
Voice of Laura Phoenix: Well...
Bella: Mom!
Voice of Laura Phoenix: Ok, don’t freak out and whatnot but...I came home with Aaron from the school ahead of Nick and on the table there was a vase full of dead flowers, also...
(We see Mal slide back into the locker room catching the end of what Laura said. Bella looks at him with a bit of worry.)
Bella: A cake covered in maggots and some creepy ass note?
Voice of Laura Phoenix: Yeah...
Bella: What did it say?
Voice of Laura Phoenix: Bella...I don’t think....
Bella: Mom, what the hell did it say?
Voice of Laura Phoenix: “We know....see you soon.” ...in bright red capital letters.
(Bella closes her eyes for a moment and takes a deep breath and looks directly at Mal.)
Voice of Laura Phoenix: Bella? Kid? You still there?
Bella: Yeah, still here. Mom, get Aaron and get back to dad. I’ll call you as soon as the show is over.
Voice of Laura Phoenix: Bella...
Bella: I know. Talk to you later.
(Bella hangs up the phone and you can tell she contemplated throwing it for a second.)
Malachi: Is she gonna be alright?
Bella: Mom is tough...her and Aaron are alright. More mind games...I’d like to see him try though, there wouldn’t be anything left.
(She tosses the phone off to the side as Mal smirks.)
Malachi: I’d believe it. What about you?
Bella: Me? I believe we need to finish getting ready to prove a lot of mother fuckers wrong. You?
(Malachi just looks her up and down for a moment.)
Malachi: No rest for the wicked, love. And you indeed look amazingly wicked.
(Bella smiles at him and gives him a hug as Mal glares up at the words on the wall.)
Singles Match
Michael O'Neil v Richard Rider
(The cameras cut back to the ring where Michael O'Neil was already in the ring and his music faded out. "Sexy and I Know It" blares as 3 random people come out of the back with disposable cameras in their hands. They begin to take pictures as Richard Rider comes out from the back, strutting. Mike was in the ring showing that he was clearly irritated with Rider and how long he was taking.)
Meg: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, he is the World Champship #1 contender, MICHAEL O'NEIL!
(The fans cheer as Mike keeps his eyes on his opponent, who has barely made it half way down the ramp.)
Meg: And making his way to the ring. RICHARD RIDER!
(The fans boo, but Rider ignores it. He continues his slow jaunt to the ring. In the ring, Mike leans into the corner and taps on wrist, as if telling Rider to hurry up. Rider gets into the ring and the ref calls for the bell.)
DING DING DING
(Mike gets out of the corner and squares up with Rider. They lock up, and Mike gets him into a side headlock. Rider wiggles free and checks to make sure his hair wasn't messed up.)
JR: Checking his hair already?
Alf: He's worse than a girl.
(Mike looked more and more annoyed as he grabbed Rider and irish whipped him into the rope. On the rebound, Mike went for a clothesline, but Rider ducked. Mike turned around in time to catch Rider on the rebound again with a dropkick to the face. He goes for the pin.)
1... KICKOUT!
Alf: Way too early.
JR: Wouldn't be the first time Rider lost so fast.
(Rider slid out of the ring and began checking to see if his face was bleeding. Mike rolled his eyes and boucned off the ropes, and ran towards Rider, dropping to the mat and hitting Rider with a baseball slide right in the chest. Rider flew backwards as Mike slid out of the ring. The ref told them to get back in the ring. Mike ignored him and walked towards Rider. The ref began to count.)
1...2...3...
(Mike picked up Rider by the hair and got him to his feet. Rider elbowed Mike in the gut, causing him to double over and lose his grip. Rider took a step back and went for a superkick but Mike caught his foot!)
4...5...
(Rider hopped on his other foot for a second before kicking Mike right in the head with an inzeguri. Mike fell to the mat.)
6...
Alf: The ref is already at 6.
JR: This could be another short match...
7...
(Rider slides into the ring with a cocky look on his face. Mike gets to his feet and cracks his neck. Rider is in the ring taunting the fans with his back to Mike! Mike smirks as he grabs Rider's feet from behind. Rider turns around quickly at which point Mike jumps up, grabs Rider's head, and pounces his throat off the ropes! Rider falls back onto the mat.)
8...
(Mike slides back in the ring, breaking the count. He picks up Rider who is dazed. He wastes no time knocking his head off with an Akuza Kick!)
Alf: That's the Akuza Kick
JR: We know what's coming next!
(Mike then grabs Rider and using the set up from the Akuza Kick, delivers a devastating looking Penance Driver to Rider!)
JR: Say good night!
(Mike rolls Rider over and goes for the pin.)
1..2...3!!!
DING DING DING
Meg: And your winner... MICHAEL O'NEIL!!!
(Mike stands up and has his hand raised by the referee as the cameras cut.)
WINNER = MICHAEL O'NEIL
(The cameras catch up in the back where PWS:APEX World Champion Alexis Makarios was standing at the monitor, watching the end of her #1 Contender Michael O'Neil's match. She had her title propped over her left shoulder as she watched on intently. She jumps when some one taps her on the shoulder. She turns around to see none other than PWS Legend, Eddie Lopez.)
Alexis: Why does everyone insist on sneaking up behind me and scaring the shit out of me?
Eddie: It's a talent.
Alexis: What are you doing here?
Eddie: I came to talk to you.
Alexis: If it's about Jenn... or how this title has "changed me"... can it. I don't want to hear it.
Eddie: No, it's not specifically about that. I get it, you are hurt. The things Jenn said came across as a betrayal. And then, the things David said after you won. I get it, you feel like everyone has turned their backs on you.
Alexis: I don't FEEL that way. I know it's that way. Jenn is jealous and bitter that I am a bigger star than she is. David is trying to save face with the rest of the world by saying I didn't deserve the win. The only person I have on my side is James. You aren't even on my side.
(Eddie shook his head.)
Eddie: I'm on NO ONE's side here. I care about you both. Granted it is in very different ways... but I see you both as my family. And to see you guys at odds this bad. It scares me, not gonna lie.
Alexis: Why does it scare you?
Eddie: Because if this thing goes any further... you two wont even be able to stand to be around each other. And we will have a repeat of this past Sunday.
Alexis: What happened on Sunday? I didn't even SEE you guys on Sunday.
Eddie: I know. It was Father's day. Every year since I met you we have always had a Father's Day BBQ at my place. Your folks fly in, my dad shows up, we all have a great time. But this year... there was some one noticably missing from the festivities. So you know what I spent my Father's Day doing? Making excuses for YOU! "Oh I'm sure it's just something she couldn't get out of, ya know, bein champ and all"... as I saw your father's heart break before my eyes because his only biological daughter wasn't there to celebrate this day with him. But you know who was there? Jenn. She still showed up, even knowing that you were supposed to be there. So, why weren't you there?
(Alexis opened her mouth to talk and he cut her off.)
Eddie: Actually... I dont CARE what the excuse was. The fact of the matter is simple. You were too wrapped up in your little world, your little pity party, to focus on the bigger things. Your father was devastated. And don't even get me started on your mom... she was even more upset because she knows this is NOT the daughter she raised. And seeing you and Jenn talk to each other like that? Breaks her heart!
Alexis: You can't talk to me that way.
Eddie: I can talk to you any way I feel I need to.
Alexis: I'm the PWS APEX World Champion... you need to show me some respect!
Eddie: Bitch I'm not here to stroke your ego, now, shut up and let me talk.
(Alexis's jaw dropped straight to the floor.)
Alexi: Did you just tell your champion to shut up?
Eddie: No, I told my best friend to shut up. Right now, I don't give a shit if you are champ or not. There are more important things in life. I thought you, of all people, understood that.
Alexis: You are crazy.
(Eddie was becoming visably irritated with Alexis)
Eddie: Shut up and listen to me. You know how we promised that if the other was going off the deep end, we would always be there to knock some sense into each other?
Alexis: yeah... and?
Eddie: I'm about to slap you silly, woman.
Alexis: You wouldn't DARE!
Eddie: Try me. If that's what it takes to bring back the old Alexis, the true Alexis, then so be it.
(Alexis glared at him and swung as if to slap him. He caught her arm by the wrist and held it tight.)
Eddie: I swear to god, you need toget over your ego. You both do! Now get that shit in check. This isn't right. I know she said some hurtful things, but that did not give you the right to say the thigns that you said. Both of you are pissing me off. So have your little match at Red, White, and Bruised... and then figure this shit out like adults. If I have to come back here... I won't be happy.
Alexis: We don't need you here! You are retired and shouldn't be backstage at these shows. You don't belong here anymore.
(Eddie raised an eyebrow as he released her wrist)
Eddie: I may be retired... but if I have to come back here one more time to knock some sense ino that little red head of yours... I'm bringing my boots with me.
Alexis: You wouldn't dare.
Eddie: Try me... Oh... and watch this.
(He reached in his back pocket and pulled out a CD in a case and handed it to her.)
Alexis: What's this?
Eddie: Something that will really put things in perspective Just remember that the person you see on there... that isn't the real you... I don't even know who that is. Keep in mind what I said...
(He then walked off, leaving Alexis standing there looking at the disc as the cameras cut to ringside.)
(The camera opens up and we see the exterior of Star Stormz' office and everything is normal...until the lights flicker and shut out and we hear Davey Havok of AFI fade in screaming...)
"...I HOPE YOU SUFFER!!!!"
(The lights flicker back on and seemingly appearing out of nowhere stands The Reverend Synister...
...and The Iceman Levi Russow.)
Syn: ...it is time...to send your message.
(We see Daniel Clark come clamoring up dragging a cameraman with him.)
Daniel Clark: C'mon! C'mon! If we lose this story I'll kill ya! EXCUSE ME!
(Clark goes ignored and seems a little unnerved...but he takes a deep swallow and composes himself.)
Daniel Clark: Excuse me, Levi! Daniel Clark. The world wants to know...what the Hell you're doing and WHY haven't you accepted David Shane's challenge for Red, White, & Bruised? CLEARLY you're intimidated, and we demand answers!
(Levi's sunken glare is fixed on the door as Syn laughs and swaggers towards Clark.)
Syn: Run along little worm...for the birds are soon to feast.
Daniel Clark: I'm sorry I can't do that, I-
(Before he can say anything...he finally has Levi's attention. Levi turns cracking his neck and takes two steps towards Clark who backs up and loses all composure as Levi reveals...a contract in his left hand.)
Daniel Clark: Is...is that it? Is that the match contract?
(Levi snarls as Syn starts to laugh...Levi holds out his right hand and Syn places a fountain pen into it as Daniel Clark starts tripping over his words as Levi suddenly and viciously STABS THE PEN IN HIS OWN ARM!)
Daniel Clark: JESUS CHRIST! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!
(Levi taps Clark in the balls dropping him to his knees as Levi pulls the pen out of his bicep, flips the contract to the last page, and uses Clark's head as a table to sign the match contract in his own blood! Levi turns back towards the door as Syn snaps his fingers and two of the Darkest Carnival freaks come hustling up struggling to contain a four foot long alligator!)
Daniel Clark: What the f- WHERE DID YOU GET AN ALLIGATOR!? WE'RE IN VEGAS!!!
Syn: Oh my child...such a special moment merits the import of such a special little guest!
( Levi laughs once before snarling and attaching the contract around the alligators neck...Syn snaps his fingers and one of the freaks kicks the door open and they toss the alligator unmuzzled inside!)
Daniel Clark: WHERE IS MIHAL!? YOU CAN'T DO THIS!
(Syn claps his hands and laughs maniacally as he suddenly snarls, snaps his fingers, and the lights kick out. When they come back on...Levi, Syn, and the freaks are gone. The cameraman helps a shaky Clark back up as he dusts himself off and winces into the camera.)
Daniel Clark: David Shane...you have your answer.
Singles Match
Dillon Crowe v Malachi
(Malachi vs Crowe circle each other as the bell rings for the match to start. The match starts off fast between the two of them. Crowe has Malachi in the corner, ramming his shoulder into the gut. The ref pulls Crowe off of Malachi after get got to the 5 count, and Crowe didn’t listen the first time.)
Jr Freeman: That was a fast start to the match there,
Alf: That’s the type of person Crowe is.
JR Freeman: You think?
(Crowe runs around the ref and tries it again, but Malachi kicks Crowe in the mouth. Crowe’s mouth starts to bleed after that shot. Malachi sends chops across Crowe’s chest, hard, stiff chops by the way. The match turns into a hard-hitting battle between the two. Malachi throws a shot and Crowe returns it. The match stays this way for a good while before they move to the arena floor, where Crowe slams Malachi’s face off the announce table at ring side. When that happens, a drink spills on Alf’s shirt.)
Alf: HEY! This is my best shirt!
JR Freeman: HA! Looks like you have to buy a new shirt. Besides, you didn’t look good in it anyway.
(Both wrestlers stay outside for a few seconds before the ref counts to the 9. Both of them move back into the ring. Malachi was the first too. When Crowe rolled in, Malachi kicked him in the ribs, not once but twice)
JR Freeman: Malachi is returning the favor from earlier.
Alf: Good way to do it.
(Malachi goes for the pin.)
1……
2…….
(Crowe kicks out at the count of 2.)
JR Freeman: Crowe struggled to kick out from that 2.
Alf: His ribs are bothering him.
(The match moves forward from that pin attempt, both men are getting exhausted now, but they keep moving forward in the match. Crowe has the advantage of the match now, he has Malachi controlled, with a sleeper in the middle of the ring. It doesn’t take long before Malachi starts to fight out of it and he does. In the closing moments of the match now, Crowe throws everything he can at Malachi, but he takes every punishment that Crowe hands out, and he refuses to stay down as well.)
Jr Freeman: Malachi is refusing to stay down..
Alf: I see that, but that’s going to anger Crowe more.
(Crowe goes for his finisher, but Malachi throws him out of the ring. Malachi rolls out of the ring after him, he throws Crowe into the steps at ringside, and into the ring post as well. Malachi throws Crowe back into the ring and hits his finisher.)
1………
2……….
3?
No….
(Crowe grabs the bottom rope just in time.)
Jr Freeman: Oh my.
Alf: Malachi thinks he won here.
(Malachi starts to walk around the ring like he won, but Crowe, the sneaky person he is, rolls Malachi up into a school boy.)
1……..
2……..
3!
(The crowd boos at the way the match ended.)
Jr Freeman: Cheap.
Alf: Malachi lost focus.
WINNER = DILLON CROWE
(The camera rejoins us as we are backstage as we see the familiar locker room of Bella Madison and Malachi as the door opens and we see Bella walk out in her gear followed by a sweaty Malachi stretching out the damage he just took from the previous match.)
Bella Madison: I'll be fine. He's not stupid enough to do anything in front of an entire crowd of people and even if he is...this is something I gotta do alone, babe.
Malachi: And I understand and respect that, but you're off your bollocks if you think I'm leavin' your side, love!
(Bella smiles warmly and turns around giving him a kiss.)
Bella Madison: I'll break this psycho bitch and be back before you get outta the shower. I'll be fine...you can even watch on the TV if it makes you feel better. If you see me scream, that's your cue.
Malachi: Bells...I don't like this.
Bella Madison: I know Mal...but I won't let him run my life. I refuse to keep looking over my shoulder and letting him feel he's living rent free in my head. I can't do that again. He wants to threaten me? Fine. He wants to threaten my family? THAT'S gonna cost him. Is it bad I kinda...WANT him to try something?
Malachi: Just...keep your eyes open.
Bella Madison: And my head on a swivel...I got it.
(They kiss again as she bounces off towards the gorilla position for her match. Mal looks up and down the hallway before walking back in the locker room...as Reverend Synister steps out of the shadows laughing. He snarls at the locker room door and snaps his fingers...two mammoth men wearing masks step out and flank him.)
Reverend Synister: No mistakes this time...he moves...he breaks.
(Syn slinks off as the two men take a defensive position in front of the locker room door.)
(The cameras catch up to the back, where in a secluded area Gracie Lopez and Manny Martinez are talking. Manny seems frantic and scared, while Gracie is clearly annoyed. The audio picks up mid conversation. Manny rubs his temples.)
Manny: Look... if this wasn't a serious situation do you think i'd come to YOU for help?
Gracie: Well, I'm not helping you! You dug yourself into this grave... you can dig yourself out.
(She starts to walk away but he grabs her by the arm.)
Manny: Do you want me to beg? If Star and David find out... i'm going to lose my job. They already hate me and are going to fire me without a second thought.
Gracie: I don't care. It would make things easier around here. You fucked up, you clean up your own mess. Also, I hate you. So... you can fuck off and die for all I care.
(She pulls her arm away from him and glares at him)
Gracie: Lay a finger on me again and I swear to god i will break every finger on your body. And I'll love every second of it.
(She then stormed off. The cameras zoom in on Manny's face and he looks extremely frantic. The cameras then cut back to ringside.)
JR: What was that about?
Alf: I don't know.. but it seemed like Manny is in some sort of trouble...
Singles Match: Main Event
Bella Madison v Cynthia Hellsing
(Bella Madison and Cynthia Hellsing stand across the ring as the bell sounds. Cynthia takes advantage of the early going of the match when she locks up with Bella. Cynthia shoots Bella into the ropes, as she rebounds, she throws her shoulder into Bella, causing Bella to fall.)
Jr Freeman: What should Bella do to get control of her first match?
Alf: Not that. She needs to keep Cynthia grounded. We know what Cynthia can do if she stays on her feet.
(Cynthia keeps the young wrestler grounded for a bit more, but Bella starts to fight back into the match. She finally overpowers Cynthia and backs Cynthia into the corner. After a 5 count, the ref breaks both of them up, and they back up from each other.)
Alf: I like how they’re trying to figure each other out.
Jr Freeman: Yeah, but don’t give Bella too much space to figure it out. I mean she is a daughter of Laura Phoenix.
Alf: Right.
(Cynthia charges towards Bella, Bella grabs Cynthia by the head and flips her over with a keeping a side headlock on. Cynthia fights out of it. Both girls get back on their feet again. The match remains a good back and forth match for a good chunk. Bella goes for a move, but Cynthia catches her before both women tumble to the arena floor.)
Jr Freeman: This match is has been fantastic.
Alf: Cynthia wants to control the match, but Bella isn’t letting that happen. It has to frustrate her.
JR Freeman: Bella has a good showing for this match.
(The girls start fighting on the outside now, Bella throws Cynthia face first into the barricade, she starts to show her aggressive nature. As the ref counts towards 10, the girls still fight out there. However, at the count of 9, they both got in just in time. Bella has Cynthia in the corner, she walks back and runs towards her. She goes for a shoulder block but Cynthia moves. Bella rams into the corner, Cynthia grabs her by the pants and rolls her up.)
1……..
2………
3?
(Bella kicks out just in time.)
JR Freeman: That was close!
Alf: Cynthia almost got her. If that ref was a second faster, this match would have been over.
(The match moves on from this. Cynthia has control of the match following that pin attempt. She has Bella grounded with a sleeper hold. Bella fights out of it again, after she does, she throws Cynthia back out to the arena floor. Bella climbs to the top rope and hits a moonsault to the outside!)
Jr Freeman: What a moonsault!
Alf: I gotta give her props for that one.
(Bella throws Cynthia back in the ring after the moonsault, Bella goes for the pin.)
1…….
2…….
(Cynthia kicks out at the count of 2.)
Jr Freeman: This match is great.
Alf: It is, both girls are giving it their all.
(The match moves on from here, the intensity of the match starts to pick up more, both girls are starting to hit harder, as they want the match to end. Cynthia grabs Bella as she tries to go for her finisher, but Bella fights from the grip. Bella throws Cynthia on the ground with an arm drag. It doesn’t take long before Bella hooks in the “ashes to ashes” on Cynthia and goes for the pin.)
1……….
2………
3!
JR Freeman: Whoa!
Alf: Bella won her first match! In a stellar match if I’m honest about it.
Jr Freeman: I bet her parents are proud. I know I would be.
WINNER = BELLA MADISON
(Bella Madison leans against the ropes breathing heavily as something flutters from the ceiling in front of her face as she looks up...suddenly a few more shower down...until it's not long until the entire arena is blanketed with flower petals falling from the ceiling as Bella's face is thrown into a glare as she steps towards the middle of the ring as the lights kick out except for one spotlight in the middle of the ring illuminating Bella as we hear swirling music fill the arena...it's familiar.)
Alfonso Banks: Man, Walken is NOT gonna be happy about all these flower petals...what the Hell is going on!?
JR Freeman: BELLA YOU GOTTA GOTTA GET OUTTA THERE!!!
(The opening drum beats of "Miseria Cantare" by AFI start beating throughout the arena as Bella suddenly gets a very panicked look on her face. With each beat a different spotlight flashes to different masked people in the audience until the beat dies out and we hear Davey Havok scream...)
"INCINERAAAATE!!!!"
(Blinding pyros fill the arena as the lights flash back on and we see a menagerie of what can best be described as rampant circus freaks en masse outside the ring on the floor...misfits, outcasts...sword swallowers, contortionists, fire breathers, the entire lot...Bella looks confused as all Hell...)
Alfonso Banks: I didn't know the circus was in town!
JR Freeman: Partner that's...bad news for poor Bella Madison...if I'm correct, and I almost always am, that's...that's the Darkest Carnival.
(The lights flicker and fade out as we hear a maniacal voice laugh...the lights flash back on...and Reverend Synister stands in the middle of the line of freaks in front of the bottom of the ramp. He slowly reaches up and pulls his hat off his head covering his heart with it cackling like a madcap shambleton as Bella cracks her back and gets in a fighting stance as Syn suddenly glares a hole through her...and he snaps his fingers. The lights kick back out as an acoustic guitar strums in time with alternating stomps...the dulcet tones of "God's Gonna Cut You Down" by Johnny Cash!)
JR Freeman: Bella's all alone! That sick bastard Syn and his...his FREAKS...have cut off all lines of defense! Bella just went through, in my opinion, one of the best matches we've seen since the return of PWS...she can't fight all these bodies off by herself!
(A large spotlight shines at the top of the ramp as we see Bella illuminated by her own spotlight in the ring...as the sinister presence of Levi Russow steps out of the shadow into the light behind her. The fans buzz louder trying to alert the young Phoenix to his presence as the lights flash back on!)
Alfonso Banks: Bella Madison had to know this was coming!
JR Freeman: What the HELL are you talking about!? NO ONE deserves this!
Alfonso Banks: You don't sucker punch a man in the face with a steel chair, talk shit in his unconscious face, and expect to walk away scot free!
JR Freeman: But Levi Russow is plenty dangerous all on his own! He doesn't NEED Syn! He doesn't NEED all this back up! He's a Goddamn Hall of Famer for a reason! I'm not saying she was right but...she's just a KID! Face her face to face you coward!
(Bella stares at Syn who is cackling even louderer as she slowly turns around...seemingly completely suddenly aware of the frothing wolverine seething behind her. As she turns completely around, her face turns completely white but God take her soul if she was about to back down now. Like her mother before her, she swallows the fear and a flush of red rushes back to her cheeks and she begins shaking in rage as Levi slowly raises a microphone to his mouth.)
Levi Russow: . . .Hello. . .Whore. . .
Alfonso Banks: Well...she DID challenge him to say it to her face...
(Almost as if on cue..."Blood/Water" by grandson hits the PA system and the fans buzz as Syn and the freaks look at the top of the ramp seemingly scared. Bella doesn't take her glare off Levi as a cocky smirk creeps across her face...only no one comes out. Levi starts laughing like a madman as Syn and the freaks all burst out laughing at the young Madison who turns to the side flashing a glance to the top of the ramp and back to Levi back and forth as Levi is absolutely loving this.)
JR Freeman: ...this is so sick...they're just toying with this poor girl.
Alfonso Banks: You wanna play with the big boys, you take your lessons accordingly.
JR Freeman: Oh SHUT the Hell up!
(Bella shakes her head as her eyes start to tear a little as she looks at her assailants all laughing at her on National Television...Levi takes a step towards her...
...until "Blood/Water" by grandson hits again!
THIS time...an absolutely seething Malachi DOES appear at the top of the ramp as Bella takes a huge sigh of relief and gives a little laugh of her own. Malachi has shown himself to be an evil, ruthless, malicious son of a bitch but in this moment...the fans are giving him a heroes welcome...that he cares nothing about. He slowly raises his right hand...and drops the two masks of the mammoth freaks Syn left outside his locker room of! He brandishes a baseball bat in his left hand and tears down the ramp towards Syn who is elated and beckoning him on! Bella has taken leave of her senses momentarily as Malachi swings wildly taking out two of the freaks that have jumped in front of Syn as he swings just out of reach. Mal is scooped up by one of the bigger freaks into a bearhug as Mal viciously hammer fists him on the back trying to get free as the rest of the freaks pounce on him fastening him into a complex human restraint on his knees as two of them hold him around the throat and force him to face the ring as Bella screams "MAL!" and starts running for the ropes but Levi sprints just past her grabbing her head, jumping up, springboarding and twisting her around with the Northern Lights Out!)
JR Freeman: This is sick! Somebody's gotta get out here and stop this!
(Seeing Bella's body fall limp to the mat as Levi spins around and pops up to one knee makes Mal come unhinged as he violently thrashes against his captors actually managing to get his right hand free and clocking a couple of his subduers in the face until more dive on him restraining him tighter. Levi locks eyes with him giving him a bewildered, unstable glaring smile as he holds out his right hand...and on cue, one of the freaks slithers into the ring...handing Levi a gas can.)
JR Freeman: OH GOD NO. NO PLEASE, LEVI, YOU CAN'T DO THIS!
Alfonso Banks: Okay...THIS might be a step to far...
JR Freeman: YA THINK!?
(Levi nudges Bella closer to Malachi taking her limp left hand and holding it out towards Mal with a look of feigned sympathy on his face as it suddenly cracks back into a snarl as he stands...popping the cap off...and dousing Elizabeth Madison in gasoline. The freaks start pounding their hands on the mat as the combination of the gas and the thumping makes Bella start to wriggle uncomfortably as Levi puts one foot on her stomach and throws his right hand up into the air...brandishing a zippo.)
JR Freeman: MIHAL! SECURITY! ANYBODY! SOMEBODY PLEASE!!! HE'S GONNA KILL HER!!! HE'S GONNA KILL HER!!!
(Levi flips the lid open...but before he can click it to life...the lights kick out in the arena...and a bell starts tolling.)
Alfonso Banks: What the Hell is THIS now!?
(It's "Hells Bells" by AC/DC is what it is...as the guitar kicks in...a singular spotlight shines down to Levi's right side of the ring...and we see Mack "The Knife" McKane standing near the ropes twirling his butterfly knife! Levi sneers at him...eager to challenge the brash British upstart once more as Levi removes his foot off Bella's stomach and turns but before he can take a step...Mack snaps HIS fingers and the spotlight kick out again...)
Man: Ladies and Gentlemen...
"YOU NEVER SEEN THE LIKES O' ME, BABY!!!"
(Mack's spotlight kicks back on the same time as a second spotlight as "Something New" by Nikki Yanofsky starts blaring as we see Alanah O'Connell leaning on the right side of the ring with a crowbar slung over her shoulder with a cheeky smirk as she waves at Levi sarcastically with the hand dangling off the arm leaning on the rope. Levi looks...almost crushed to see her...he takes a step forward as SHE snaps her fingers and the lights kick out again...)
JR Freeman: MACK MCKANE AND ALANAH O'CONNELL!!! BLESS THEIR SOULS!!! THEY WON'T LET THIS SLIDE!!!
"...KEEP YOUR HOPES UP HIGH, AND YOUR HEAD DOWN LOW!!!!!!..."
(BLINDING pyros shoot up from the corners of the ring as the freaks scatter a bit, "All I Want" by A Day To Remember blares, and standing in between Alanah and Mack...in the middle of the ring...brandishing an axe in his left hand like a cane and his right hand reaching towards the sky with his head looking up into the lights...)
Alfonso Banks: ...IS THAT!?
JR Freeman: ...THAT'S...THAT'S JACK RUSSOW!!!!
(Jack slowly lowers his arm and his head at the same time until his hand is stretched out level with Levi and his hand makes a gun motion towards his father as Jack's eyes meet Levis locked with the most determined, rebellious glare you could ever imagine as Levi looks absolutely dumbstruck. The freaks dart towards the ring as Alanah springs off the ropes holding the crowbar like a bat, Mack flips the butterfly knife into a ready position, and Jack kicks the head of the axe making it swing up to rest on his shoulder as he changes the gun motion on his hand...to a beckoning "just bring it" motion. Syn screams at the top of his lungs...and the freaks stop. Syn screams at Levi which seemingly snaps him back to reality as Syn looks almost unsteady for the first time we've ever seen. He snaps his fingers and the lights kick out...and a couple moments later they flash back on. Syn, Levi, and the freaks have completely disappeared...there's only Jack, Alanah, and Mack standing in the ring...Malachi is free on the outside and even he has a look of confusion on his face but his first instinct is to bail into the ring sliding all the way to Bella's side as he lifts her head and gently pats her on the cheek...she begins to stir, Alanah takes a couple steps towards her as Mal rolls back out of the ring and pulls Bella into his arms scooping her up and retreating back up the ramp. At the top of the ramp he turns back around looking at his sister and Jack before turning and disappearing behind the curtain with Bella as "All I Want" by A Day To Remember blares again and Jack, Alanah, and Mack all celebrate with the fans.)
Alfonso Banks: THAT was a RIDE!!! Bella Madison is lucky she's not fricassee right now!
JR Freeman: Thank GOD for Mack McKane! Thank GOD for Alanah O'Connell! And THANK. GOD...for Jack Russow!!! Those three are, mark my words, the FUTURE of this company. But what's going to happen at Red, White, & Bruised!? You know this isn't going to sit well with Syn and his PUPPET Levi Russow!!! Levi's own flesh and blood...and his, what seems to be almost surrogate daughter figure so brashly standing against him in rebellion! Don't miss it! We'll see you there!!!
JR Freeman: Welcome to PWS-Apex! Welcome to Friday night Riot, boy, do we have a show you guys tonight!
Alf: That’s right! We get to see 2, yes TWO debuts on this show, and We also get to see the CD champion in action as well.
Jr Freeman: I also heard that we may hear Jenn speak after the actions Alexis had last week, but I’m not sure on that way. I haven’t seen her around here all day.
Alf: Neither have I. Alexis is damaging her friendship because why? Jenn didn’t like that girl that won’t be named? Kinda petty if you ask me. Alexis is just a pot head.
JR Freeman: Also tonight…. .wait, we have something going on backstage, let’s go take a look!
(We see Bella Madison and Malachi walking into the arena talking to each other, he cracks a joke and winks at her and she laughs a little and nudges him with her shoulder. They make their way down the hall to their locker room.)
Malachi: I hope that motherfucker tries something tonight so I can finally end his geriatric ass.
Bella Madison: If he does...just...promise you'll stay close?
Malachi: Just TRY to keep me away!
(The open the door to their locker room and are instantly unnerved...Malachi begins looking around the hallway with a snarling ferocity as Bella's bag falls to the floor and she walks carefully into the trashed room. The only thing in tact is a small table set up square in the middle of the room...with a vase of wilted flowers and a cake...covered in maggots. She raises her gaze to the back wall where written in red we see the words...)
"OH MY CHILDREN!
THE TIME IS AT HAND!"
(Malachi joins her in the room checking the bathroom violently before turning back to a stoic Bella.)
Malachi: Bells...you okay?
(Bella suddenly gets a feral glare and snarl on her face as she takes the vase of flowers and throws them at the words on the wall!)
Bella Madison: No FUCK this! I WON'T let him in my head again!
(She turns and takes Malachi's hands)
Bella Madison: It's smoke and mirrors, babe. Let's use it. We gotta focus on our matches.
(Bella turns and glares into the camera as she calmly shuts the door.)
Singles Match
Camila Rodriguez v Morgan Baker
(The bell rings as Camila Rodriguez and Morgan Baker square off with one another. Morgan gets the early advantage of the match when she catches Camila off-guard. Morgan has Camila up against the corner and starts to ram her shoulder into Camila’s stomach.)
Jr Freeman: That’s one way to catch your opponent off.
Alf: If it works, and it’s working! Morgan has to stay on the attack here if she wants to pull off this win.
Jr Freeman: I agree with you. Morgan has had some success in her matches before, but ever pulled off the win.
(After exercising the 5 count, Morgan moves away from Camila who is down on the mat. Morgan gloats around the ring after doing so.)
Alf: That’s not what I mean either…..This going to come back and bite her in the ass.
Jr Freeman: Overconfidence never works.
(The match moves forward from this, Morgan is still in charge of the match but she made a mistake, and it… came back to bite her in the ass. Camila starts to fight back in the match. The crowd is cheering on her behalf. Morgan puts a stop to it momentarily, before she climbs to the top rope. Camila shoves her off the ropes. Morgan flies backwards into the barricade at ringside.)
JR Freeman: That was a rough landing!
Alf: Ouch!
(Camila follows her out of the ring. She throws her back in the ring and Camila uses her speed now. When she does, the match starts to pick up in pace to a point where Morgan can’t keep up with her.)
JR Freeman: The speed on Camila.
Alf: I wonder who’s faster, Camila, Gracie or Miles?
Jr Freeman: all of them?
Alf: We need to do a race!
Jr Freeman: No races!
(Camila stays on the attack here, Morgan tries to fight back, but she can’t.)
Jr Freeman: it feels like the match is about to end soon.
Alf: I think so too, Camila is just dominating the poor woman.
(Camila has Morgan perched in the corner, she goes for a running knee and she connects with it. In quick fashion, she climbs to the ropes before hitting the Diving meteroa. She goes back to the top rope before hitting her frog splash, which is called the “Phoneix down”)
1…….
2……..
3!
(The bell rings to end the match, Camila walks around the ring with her arms up high.)
Jr Freeman: Dominate win for Camila.
Alf: Morgan had it going for her but she decided to parade around the ring like an idiot.
WINNER = CAMILA RODRIGUEZ
(Camera switches to the back as we see Bella Madison once again, this time stepping out from the bathroom already decked out in her wrestling gear. She stops and glares over at the wall as it’s obvious that someone tried to clean it up but to no avail. From off to the side we hear the voice of Stewie Griffin “Mom mom mommy momma” and it catches Bella’s attention as she grabs her phone and puts it on speaker.)
Bella: Hey mom!
Voice of Laura Phoenix: Finally! I’ve been trying to reach you for like the last 10 minutes. Are you guys ok?
Bella: Yeah, we’re ok. Just Syn and Levi deciding to leave us a little welcoming present. Why?
(Bella knew that tone, something else happened)
Voice of Laura Phoenix: Well...
Bella: Mom!
Voice of Laura Phoenix: Ok, don’t freak out and whatnot but...I came home with Aaron from the school ahead of Nick and on the table there was a vase full of dead flowers, also...
(We see Mal slide back into the locker room catching the end of what Laura said. Bella looks at him with a bit of worry.)
Bella: A cake covered in maggots and some creepy ass note?
Voice of Laura Phoenix: Yeah...
Bella: What did it say?
Voice of Laura Phoenix: Bella...I don’t think....
Bella: Mom, what the hell did it say?
Voice of Laura Phoenix: “We know....see you soon.” ...in bright red capital letters.
(Bella closes her eyes for a moment and takes a deep breath and looks directly at Mal.)
Voice of Laura Phoenix: Bella? Kid? You still there?
Bella: Yeah, still here. Mom, get Aaron and get back to dad. I’ll call you as soon as the show is over.
Voice of Laura Phoenix: Bella...
Bella: I know. Talk to you later.
(Bella hangs up the phone and you can tell she contemplated throwing it for a second.)
Malachi: Is she gonna be alright?
Bella: Mom is tough...her and Aaron are alright. More mind games...I’d like to see him try though, there wouldn’t be anything left.
(She tosses the phone off to the side as Mal smirks.)
Malachi: I’d believe it. What about you?
Bella: Me? I believe we need to finish getting ready to prove a lot of mother fuckers wrong. You?
(Malachi just looks her up and down for a moment.)
Malachi: No rest for the wicked, love. And you indeed look amazingly wicked.
(Bella smiles at him and gives him a hug as Mal glares up at the words on the wall.)
Singles Match
Michael O'Neil v Richard Rider
(The cameras cut back to the ring where Michael O'Neil was already in the ring and his music faded out. "Sexy and I Know It" blares as 3 random people come out of the back with disposable cameras in their hands. They begin to take pictures as Richard Rider comes out from the back, strutting. Mike was in the ring showing that he was clearly irritated with Rider and how long he was taking.)
Meg: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, he is the World Champship #1 contender, MICHAEL O'NEIL!
(The fans cheer as Mike keeps his eyes on his opponent, who has barely made it half way down the ramp.)
Meg: And making his way to the ring. RICHARD RIDER!
(The fans boo, but Rider ignores it. He continues his slow jaunt to the ring. In the ring, Mike leans into the corner and taps on wrist, as if telling Rider to hurry up. Rider gets into the ring and the ref calls for the bell.)
DING DING DING
(Mike gets out of the corner and squares up with Rider. They lock up, and Mike gets him into a side headlock. Rider wiggles free and checks to make sure his hair wasn't messed up.)
JR: Checking his hair already?
Alf: He's worse than a girl.
(Mike looked more and more annoyed as he grabbed Rider and irish whipped him into the rope. On the rebound, Mike went for a clothesline, but Rider ducked. Mike turned around in time to catch Rider on the rebound again with a dropkick to the face. He goes for the pin.)
1... KICKOUT!
Alf: Way too early.
JR: Wouldn't be the first time Rider lost so fast.
(Rider slid out of the ring and began checking to see if his face was bleeding. Mike rolled his eyes and boucned off the ropes, and ran towards Rider, dropping to the mat and hitting Rider with a baseball slide right in the chest. Rider flew backwards as Mike slid out of the ring. The ref told them to get back in the ring. Mike ignored him and walked towards Rider. The ref began to count.)
1...2...3...
(Mike picked up Rider by the hair and got him to his feet. Rider elbowed Mike in the gut, causing him to double over and lose his grip. Rider took a step back and went for a superkick but Mike caught his foot!)
4...5...
(Rider hopped on his other foot for a second before kicking Mike right in the head with an inzeguri. Mike fell to the mat.)
6...
Alf: The ref is already at 6.
JR: This could be another short match...
7...
(Rider slides into the ring with a cocky look on his face. Mike gets to his feet and cracks his neck. Rider is in the ring taunting the fans with his back to Mike! Mike smirks as he grabs Rider's feet from behind. Rider turns around quickly at which point Mike jumps up, grabs Rider's head, and pounces his throat off the ropes! Rider falls back onto the mat.)
8...
(Mike slides back in the ring, breaking the count. He picks up Rider who is dazed. He wastes no time knocking his head off with an Akuza Kick!)
Alf: That's the Akuza Kick
JR: We know what's coming next!
(Mike then grabs Rider and using the set up from the Akuza Kick, delivers a devastating looking Penance Driver to Rider!)
JR: Say good night!
(Mike rolls Rider over and goes for the pin.)
1..2...3!!!
DING DING DING
Meg: And your winner... MICHAEL O'NEIL!!!
(Mike stands up and has his hand raised by the referee as the cameras cut.)
WINNER = MICHAEL O'NEIL
(The cameras catch up in the back where PWS:APEX World Champion Alexis Makarios was standing at the monitor, watching the end of her #1 Contender Michael O'Neil's match. She had her title propped over her left shoulder as she watched on intently. She jumps when some one taps her on the shoulder. She turns around to see none other than PWS Legend, Eddie Lopez.)
Alexis: Why does everyone insist on sneaking up behind me and scaring the shit out of me?
Eddie: It's a talent.
Alexis: What are you doing here?
Eddie: I came to talk to you.
Alexis: If it's about Jenn... or how this title has "changed me"... can it. I don't want to hear it.
Eddie: No, it's not specifically about that. I get it, you are hurt. The things Jenn said came across as a betrayal. And then, the things David said after you won. I get it, you feel like everyone has turned their backs on you.
Alexis: I don't FEEL that way. I know it's that way. Jenn is jealous and bitter that I am a bigger star than she is. David is trying to save face with the rest of the world by saying I didn't deserve the win. The only person I have on my side is James. You aren't even on my side.
(Eddie shook his head.)
Eddie: I'm on NO ONE's side here. I care about you both. Granted it is in very different ways... but I see you both as my family. And to see you guys at odds this bad. It scares me, not gonna lie.
Alexis: Why does it scare you?
Eddie: Because if this thing goes any further... you two wont even be able to stand to be around each other. And we will have a repeat of this past Sunday.
Alexis: What happened on Sunday? I didn't even SEE you guys on Sunday.
Eddie: I know. It was Father's day. Every year since I met you we have always had a Father's Day BBQ at my place. Your folks fly in, my dad shows up, we all have a great time. But this year... there was some one noticably missing from the festivities. So you know what I spent my Father's Day doing? Making excuses for YOU! "Oh I'm sure it's just something she couldn't get out of, ya know, bein champ and all"... as I saw your father's heart break before my eyes because his only biological daughter wasn't there to celebrate this day with him. But you know who was there? Jenn. She still showed up, even knowing that you were supposed to be there. So, why weren't you there?
(Alexis opened her mouth to talk and he cut her off.)
Eddie: Actually... I dont CARE what the excuse was. The fact of the matter is simple. You were too wrapped up in your little world, your little pity party, to focus on the bigger things. Your father was devastated. And don't even get me started on your mom... she was even more upset because she knows this is NOT the daughter she raised. And seeing you and Jenn talk to each other like that? Breaks her heart!
Alexis: You can't talk to me that way.
Eddie: I can talk to you any way I feel I need to.
Alexis: I'm the PWS APEX World Champion... you need to show me some respect!
Eddie: Bitch I'm not here to stroke your ego, now, shut up and let me talk.
(Alexis's jaw dropped straight to the floor.)
Alexi: Did you just tell your champion to shut up?
Eddie: No, I told my best friend to shut up. Right now, I don't give a shit if you are champ or not. There are more important things in life. I thought you, of all people, understood that.
Alexis: You are crazy.
(Eddie was becoming visably irritated with Alexis)
Eddie: Shut up and listen to me. You know how we promised that if the other was going off the deep end, we would always be there to knock some sense into each other?
Alexis: yeah... and?
Eddie: I'm about to slap you silly, woman.
Alexis: You wouldn't DARE!
Eddie: Try me. If that's what it takes to bring back the old Alexis, the true Alexis, then so be it.
(Alexis glared at him and swung as if to slap him. He caught her arm by the wrist and held it tight.)
Eddie: I swear to god, you need toget over your ego. You both do! Now get that shit in check. This isn't right. I know she said some hurtful things, but that did not give you the right to say the thigns that you said. Both of you are pissing me off. So have your little match at Red, White, and Bruised... and then figure this shit out like adults. If I have to come back here... I won't be happy.
Alexis: We don't need you here! You are retired and shouldn't be backstage at these shows. You don't belong here anymore.
(Eddie raised an eyebrow as he released her wrist)
Eddie: I may be retired... but if I have to come back here one more time to knock some sense ino that little red head of yours... I'm bringing my boots with me.
Alexis: You wouldn't dare.
Eddie: Try me... Oh... and watch this.
(He reached in his back pocket and pulled out a CD in a case and handed it to her.)
Alexis: What's this?
Eddie: Something that will really put things in perspective Just remember that the person you see on there... that isn't the real you... I don't even know who that is. Keep in mind what I said...
(He then walked off, leaving Alexis standing there looking at the disc as the cameras cut to ringside.)
(The camera opens up and we see the exterior of Star Stormz' office and everything is normal...until the lights flicker and shut out and we hear Davey Havok of AFI fade in screaming...)
"...I HOPE YOU SUFFER!!!!"
(The lights flicker back on and seemingly appearing out of nowhere stands The Reverend Synister...
...and The Iceman Levi Russow.)
Syn: ...it is time...to send your message.
(We see Daniel Clark come clamoring up dragging a cameraman with him.)
Daniel Clark: C'mon! C'mon! If we lose this story I'll kill ya! EXCUSE ME!
(Clark goes ignored and seems a little unnerved...but he takes a deep swallow and composes himself.)
Daniel Clark: Excuse me, Levi! Daniel Clark. The world wants to know...what the Hell you're doing and WHY haven't you accepted David Shane's challenge for Red, White, & Bruised? CLEARLY you're intimidated, and we demand answers!
(Levi's sunken glare is fixed on the door as Syn laughs and swaggers towards Clark.)
Syn: Run along little worm...for the birds are soon to feast.
Daniel Clark: I'm sorry I can't do that, I-
(Before he can say anything...he finally has Levi's attention. Levi turns cracking his neck and takes two steps towards Clark who backs up and loses all composure as Levi reveals...a contract in his left hand.)
Daniel Clark: Is...is that it? Is that the match contract?
(Levi snarls as Syn starts to laugh...Levi holds out his right hand and Syn places a fountain pen into it as Daniel Clark starts tripping over his words as Levi suddenly and viciously STABS THE PEN IN HIS OWN ARM!)
Daniel Clark: JESUS CHRIST! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!
(Levi taps Clark in the balls dropping him to his knees as Levi pulls the pen out of his bicep, flips the contract to the last page, and uses Clark's head as a table to sign the match contract in his own blood! Levi turns back towards the door as Syn snaps his fingers and two of the Darkest Carnival freaks come hustling up struggling to contain a four foot long alligator!)
Daniel Clark: What the f- WHERE DID YOU GET AN ALLIGATOR!? WE'RE IN VEGAS!!!
Syn: Oh my child...such a special moment merits the import of such a special little guest!
( Levi laughs once before snarling and attaching the contract around the alligators neck...Syn snaps his fingers and one of the freaks kicks the door open and they toss the alligator unmuzzled inside!)
Daniel Clark: WHERE IS MIHAL!? YOU CAN'T DO THIS!
(Syn claps his hands and laughs maniacally as he suddenly snarls, snaps his fingers, and the lights kick out. When they come back on...Levi, Syn, and the freaks are gone. The cameraman helps a shaky Clark back up as he dusts himself off and winces into the camera.)
Daniel Clark: David Shane...you have your answer.
Singles Match
Dillon Crowe v Malachi
(Malachi vs Crowe circle each other as the bell rings for the match to start. The match starts off fast between the two of them. Crowe has Malachi in the corner, ramming his shoulder into the gut. The ref pulls Crowe off of Malachi after get got to the 5 count, and Crowe didn’t listen the first time.)
Jr Freeman: That was a fast start to the match there,
Alf: That’s the type of person Crowe is.
JR Freeman: You think?
(Crowe runs around the ref and tries it again, but Malachi kicks Crowe in the mouth. Crowe’s mouth starts to bleed after that shot. Malachi sends chops across Crowe’s chest, hard, stiff chops by the way. The match turns into a hard-hitting battle between the two. Malachi throws a shot and Crowe returns it. The match stays this way for a good while before they move to the arena floor, where Crowe slams Malachi’s face off the announce table at ring side. When that happens, a drink spills on Alf’s shirt.)
Alf: HEY! This is my best shirt!
JR Freeman: HA! Looks like you have to buy a new shirt. Besides, you didn’t look good in it anyway.
(Both wrestlers stay outside for a few seconds before the ref counts to the 9. Both of them move back into the ring. Malachi was the first too. When Crowe rolled in, Malachi kicked him in the ribs, not once but twice)
JR Freeman: Malachi is returning the favor from earlier.
Alf: Good way to do it.
(Malachi goes for the pin.)
1……
2…….
(Crowe kicks out at the count of 2.)
JR Freeman: Crowe struggled to kick out from that 2.
Alf: His ribs are bothering him.
(The match moves forward from that pin attempt, both men are getting exhausted now, but they keep moving forward in the match. Crowe has the advantage of the match now, he has Malachi controlled, with a sleeper in the middle of the ring. It doesn’t take long before Malachi starts to fight out of it and he does. In the closing moments of the match now, Crowe throws everything he can at Malachi, but he takes every punishment that Crowe hands out, and he refuses to stay down as well.)
Jr Freeman: Malachi is refusing to stay down..
Alf: I see that, but that’s going to anger Crowe more.
(Crowe goes for his finisher, but Malachi throws him out of the ring. Malachi rolls out of the ring after him, he throws Crowe into the steps at ringside, and into the ring post as well. Malachi throws Crowe back into the ring and hits his finisher.)
1………
2……….
3?
No….
(Crowe grabs the bottom rope just in time.)
Jr Freeman: Oh my.
Alf: Malachi thinks he won here.
(Malachi starts to walk around the ring like he won, but Crowe, the sneaky person he is, rolls Malachi up into a school boy.)
1……..
2……..
3!
(The crowd boos at the way the match ended.)
Jr Freeman: Cheap.
Alf: Malachi lost focus.
WINNER = DILLON CROWE
(The camera rejoins us as we are backstage as we see the familiar locker room of Bella Madison and Malachi as the door opens and we see Bella walk out in her gear followed by a sweaty Malachi stretching out the damage he just took from the previous match.)
Bella Madison: I'll be fine. He's not stupid enough to do anything in front of an entire crowd of people and even if he is...this is something I gotta do alone, babe.
Malachi: And I understand and respect that, but you're off your bollocks if you think I'm leavin' your side, love!
(Bella smiles warmly and turns around giving him a kiss.)
Bella Madison: I'll break this psycho bitch and be back before you get outta the shower. I'll be fine...you can even watch on the TV if it makes you feel better. If you see me scream, that's your cue.
Malachi: Bells...I don't like this.
Bella Madison: I know Mal...but I won't let him run my life. I refuse to keep looking over my shoulder and letting him feel he's living rent free in my head. I can't do that again. He wants to threaten me? Fine. He wants to threaten my family? THAT'S gonna cost him. Is it bad I kinda...WANT him to try something?
Malachi: Just...keep your eyes open.
Bella Madison: And my head on a swivel...I got it.
(They kiss again as she bounces off towards the gorilla position for her match. Mal looks up and down the hallway before walking back in the locker room...as Reverend Synister steps out of the shadows laughing. He snarls at the locker room door and snaps his fingers...two mammoth men wearing masks step out and flank him.)
Reverend Synister: No mistakes this time...he moves...he breaks.
(Syn slinks off as the two men take a defensive position in front of the locker room door.)
(The cameras catch up to the back, where in a secluded area Gracie Lopez and Manny Martinez are talking. Manny seems frantic and scared, while Gracie is clearly annoyed. The audio picks up mid conversation. Manny rubs his temples.)
Manny: Look... if this wasn't a serious situation do you think i'd come to YOU for help?
Gracie: Well, I'm not helping you! You dug yourself into this grave... you can dig yourself out.
(She starts to walk away but he grabs her by the arm.)
Manny: Do you want me to beg? If Star and David find out... i'm going to lose my job. They already hate me and are going to fire me without a second thought.
Gracie: I don't care. It would make things easier around here. You fucked up, you clean up your own mess. Also, I hate you. So... you can fuck off and die for all I care.
(She pulls her arm away from him and glares at him)
Gracie: Lay a finger on me again and I swear to god i will break every finger on your body. And I'll love every second of it.
(She then stormed off. The cameras zoom in on Manny's face and he looks extremely frantic. The cameras then cut back to ringside.)
JR: What was that about?
Alf: I don't know.. but it seemed like Manny is in some sort of trouble...
Singles Match: Main Event
Bella Madison v Cynthia Hellsing
(Bella Madison and Cynthia Hellsing stand across the ring as the bell sounds. Cynthia takes advantage of the early going of the match when she locks up with Bella. Cynthia shoots Bella into the ropes, as she rebounds, she throws her shoulder into Bella, causing Bella to fall.)
Jr Freeman: What should Bella do to get control of her first match?
Alf: Not that. She needs to keep Cynthia grounded. We know what Cynthia can do if she stays on her feet.
(Cynthia keeps the young wrestler grounded for a bit more, but Bella starts to fight back into the match. She finally overpowers Cynthia and backs Cynthia into the corner. After a 5 count, the ref breaks both of them up, and they back up from each other.)
Alf: I like how they’re trying to figure each other out.
Jr Freeman: Yeah, but don’t give Bella too much space to figure it out. I mean she is a daughter of Laura Phoenix.
Alf: Right.
(Cynthia charges towards Bella, Bella grabs Cynthia by the head and flips her over with a keeping a side headlock on. Cynthia fights out of it. Both girls get back on their feet again. The match remains a good back and forth match for a good chunk. Bella goes for a move, but Cynthia catches her before both women tumble to the arena floor.)
Jr Freeman: This match is has been fantastic.
Alf: Cynthia wants to control the match, but Bella isn’t letting that happen. It has to frustrate her.
JR Freeman: Bella has a good showing for this match.
(The girls start fighting on the outside now, Bella throws Cynthia face first into the barricade, she starts to show her aggressive nature. As the ref counts towards 10, the girls still fight out there. However, at the count of 9, they both got in just in time. Bella has Cynthia in the corner, she walks back and runs towards her. She goes for a shoulder block but Cynthia moves. Bella rams into the corner, Cynthia grabs her by the pants and rolls her up.)
1……..
2………
3?
(Bella kicks out just in time.)
JR Freeman: That was close!
Alf: Cynthia almost got her. If that ref was a second faster, this match would have been over.
(The match moves on from this. Cynthia has control of the match following that pin attempt. She has Bella grounded with a sleeper hold. Bella fights out of it again, after she does, she throws Cynthia back out to the arena floor. Bella climbs to the top rope and hits a moonsault to the outside!)
Jr Freeman: What a moonsault!
Alf: I gotta give her props for that one.
(Bella throws Cynthia back in the ring after the moonsault, Bella goes for the pin.)
1…….
2…….
(Cynthia kicks out at the count of 2.)
Jr Freeman: This match is great.
Alf: It is, both girls are giving it their all.
(The match moves on from here, the intensity of the match starts to pick up more, both girls are starting to hit harder, as they want the match to end. Cynthia grabs Bella as she tries to go for her finisher, but Bella fights from the grip. Bella throws Cynthia on the ground with an arm drag. It doesn’t take long before Bella hooks in the “ashes to ashes” on Cynthia and goes for the pin.)
1……….
2………
3!
JR Freeman: Whoa!
Alf: Bella won her first match! In a stellar match if I’m honest about it.
Jr Freeman: I bet her parents are proud. I know I would be.
WINNER = BELLA MADISON
(Bella Madison leans against the ropes breathing heavily as something flutters from the ceiling in front of her face as she looks up...suddenly a few more shower down...until it's not long until the entire arena is blanketed with flower petals falling from the ceiling as Bella's face is thrown into a glare as she steps towards the middle of the ring as the lights kick out except for one spotlight in the middle of the ring illuminating Bella as we hear swirling music fill the arena...it's familiar.)
Alfonso Banks: Man, Walken is NOT gonna be happy about all these flower petals...what the Hell is going on!?
JR Freeman: BELLA YOU GOTTA GOTTA GET OUTTA THERE!!!
(The opening drum beats of "Miseria Cantare" by AFI start beating throughout the arena as Bella suddenly gets a very panicked look on her face. With each beat a different spotlight flashes to different masked people in the audience until the beat dies out and we hear Davey Havok scream...)
"INCINERAAAATE!!!!"
(Blinding pyros fill the arena as the lights flash back on and we see a menagerie of what can best be described as rampant circus freaks en masse outside the ring on the floor...misfits, outcasts...sword swallowers, contortionists, fire breathers, the entire lot...Bella looks confused as all Hell...)
Alfonso Banks: I didn't know the circus was in town!
JR Freeman: Partner that's...bad news for poor Bella Madison...if I'm correct, and I almost always am, that's...that's the Darkest Carnival.
(The lights flicker and fade out as we hear a maniacal voice laugh...the lights flash back on...and Reverend Synister stands in the middle of the line of freaks in front of the bottom of the ramp. He slowly reaches up and pulls his hat off his head covering his heart with it cackling like a madcap shambleton as Bella cracks her back and gets in a fighting stance as Syn suddenly glares a hole through her...and he snaps his fingers. The lights kick back out as an acoustic guitar strums in time with alternating stomps...the dulcet tones of "God's Gonna Cut You Down" by Johnny Cash!)
JR Freeman: Bella's all alone! That sick bastard Syn and his...his FREAKS...have cut off all lines of defense! Bella just went through, in my opinion, one of the best matches we've seen since the return of PWS...she can't fight all these bodies off by herself!
(A large spotlight shines at the top of the ramp as we see Bella illuminated by her own spotlight in the ring...as the sinister presence of Levi Russow steps out of the shadow into the light behind her. The fans buzz louder trying to alert the young Phoenix to his presence as the lights flash back on!)
Alfonso Banks: Bella Madison had to know this was coming!
JR Freeman: What the HELL are you talking about!? NO ONE deserves this!
Alfonso Banks: You don't sucker punch a man in the face with a steel chair, talk shit in his unconscious face, and expect to walk away scot free!
JR Freeman: But Levi Russow is plenty dangerous all on his own! He doesn't NEED Syn! He doesn't NEED all this back up! He's a Goddamn Hall of Famer for a reason! I'm not saying she was right but...she's just a KID! Face her face to face you coward!
(Bella stares at Syn who is cackling even louderer as she slowly turns around...seemingly completely suddenly aware of the frothing wolverine seething behind her. As she turns completely around, her face turns completely white but God take her soul if she was about to back down now. Like her mother before her, she swallows the fear and a flush of red rushes back to her cheeks and she begins shaking in rage as Levi slowly raises a microphone to his mouth.)
Levi Russow: . . .Hello. . .Whore. . .
Alfonso Banks: Well...she DID challenge him to say it to her face...
(Almost as if on cue..."Blood/Water" by grandson hits the PA system and the fans buzz as Syn and the freaks look at the top of the ramp seemingly scared. Bella doesn't take her glare off Levi as a cocky smirk creeps across her face...only no one comes out. Levi starts laughing like a madman as Syn and the freaks all burst out laughing at the young Madison who turns to the side flashing a glance to the top of the ramp and back to Levi back and forth as Levi is absolutely loving this.)
JR Freeman: ...this is so sick...they're just toying with this poor girl.
Alfonso Banks: You wanna play with the big boys, you take your lessons accordingly.
JR Freeman: Oh SHUT the Hell up!
(Bella shakes her head as her eyes start to tear a little as she looks at her assailants all laughing at her on National Television...Levi takes a step towards her...
...until "Blood/Water" by grandson hits again!
THIS time...an absolutely seething Malachi DOES appear at the top of the ramp as Bella takes a huge sigh of relief and gives a little laugh of her own. Malachi has shown himself to be an evil, ruthless, malicious son of a bitch but in this moment...the fans are giving him a heroes welcome...that he cares nothing about. He slowly raises his right hand...and drops the two masks of the mammoth freaks Syn left outside his locker room of! He brandishes a baseball bat in his left hand and tears down the ramp towards Syn who is elated and beckoning him on! Bella has taken leave of her senses momentarily as Malachi swings wildly taking out two of the freaks that have jumped in front of Syn as he swings just out of reach. Mal is scooped up by one of the bigger freaks into a bearhug as Mal viciously hammer fists him on the back trying to get free as the rest of the freaks pounce on him fastening him into a complex human restraint on his knees as two of them hold him around the throat and force him to face the ring as Bella screams "MAL!" and starts running for the ropes but Levi sprints just past her grabbing her head, jumping up, springboarding and twisting her around with the Northern Lights Out!)
JR Freeman: This is sick! Somebody's gotta get out here and stop this!
(Seeing Bella's body fall limp to the mat as Levi spins around and pops up to one knee makes Mal come unhinged as he violently thrashes against his captors actually managing to get his right hand free and clocking a couple of his subduers in the face until more dive on him restraining him tighter. Levi locks eyes with him giving him a bewildered, unstable glaring smile as he holds out his right hand...and on cue, one of the freaks slithers into the ring...handing Levi a gas can.)
JR Freeman: OH GOD NO. NO PLEASE, LEVI, YOU CAN'T DO THIS!
Alfonso Banks: Okay...THIS might be a step to far...
JR Freeman: YA THINK!?
(Levi nudges Bella closer to Malachi taking her limp left hand and holding it out towards Mal with a look of feigned sympathy on his face as it suddenly cracks back into a snarl as he stands...popping the cap off...and dousing Elizabeth Madison in gasoline. The freaks start pounding their hands on the mat as the combination of the gas and the thumping makes Bella start to wriggle uncomfortably as Levi puts one foot on her stomach and throws his right hand up into the air...brandishing a zippo.)
JR Freeman: MIHAL! SECURITY! ANYBODY! SOMEBODY PLEASE!!! HE'S GONNA KILL HER!!! HE'S GONNA KILL HER!!!
(Levi flips the lid open...but before he can click it to life...the lights kick out in the arena...and a bell starts tolling.)
Alfonso Banks: What the Hell is THIS now!?
(It's "Hells Bells" by AC/DC is what it is...as the guitar kicks in...a singular spotlight shines down to Levi's right side of the ring...and we see Mack "The Knife" McKane standing near the ropes twirling his butterfly knife! Levi sneers at him...eager to challenge the brash British upstart once more as Levi removes his foot off Bella's stomach and turns but before he can take a step...Mack snaps HIS fingers and the spotlight kick out again...)
Man: Ladies and Gentlemen...
"YOU NEVER SEEN THE LIKES O' ME, BABY!!!"
(Mack's spotlight kicks back on the same time as a second spotlight as "Something New" by Nikki Yanofsky starts blaring as we see Alanah O'Connell leaning on the right side of the ring with a crowbar slung over her shoulder with a cheeky smirk as she waves at Levi sarcastically with the hand dangling off the arm leaning on the rope. Levi looks...almost crushed to see her...he takes a step forward as SHE snaps her fingers and the lights kick out again...)
JR Freeman: MACK MCKANE AND ALANAH O'CONNELL!!! BLESS THEIR SOULS!!! THEY WON'T LET THIS SLIDE!!!
"...KEEP YOUR HOPES UP HIGH, AND YOUR HEAD DOWN LOW!!!!!!..."
(BLINDING pyros shoot up from the corners of the ring as the freaks scatter a bit, "All I Want" by A Day To Remember blares, and standing in between Alanah and Mack...in the middle of the ring...brandishing an axe in his left hand like a cane and his right hand reaching towards the sky with his head looking up into the lights...)
Alfonso Banks: ...IS THAT!?
JR Freeman: ...THAT'S...THAT'S JACK RUSSOW!!!!
(Jack slowly lowers his arm and his head at the same time until his hand is stretched out level with Levi and his hand makes a gun motion towards his father as Jack's eyes meet Levis locked with the most determined, rebellious glare you could ever imagine as Levi looks absolutely dumbstruck. The freaks dart towards the ring as Alanah springs off the ropes holding the crowbar like a bat, Mack flips the butterfly knife into a ready position, and Jack kicks the head of the axe making it swing up to rest on his shoulder as he changes the gun motion on his hand...to a beckoning "just bring it" motion. Syn screams at the top of his lungs...and the freaks stop. Syn screams at Levi which seemingly snaps him back to reality as Syn looks almost unsteady for the first time we've ever seen. He snaps his fingers and the lights kick out...and a couple moments later they flash back on. Syn, Levi, and the freaks have completely disappeared...there's only Jack, Alanah, and Mack standing in the ring...Malachi is free on the outside and even he has a look of confusion on his face but his first instinct is to bail into the ring sliding all the way to Bella's side as he lifts her head and gently pats her on the cheek...she begins to stir, Alanah takes a couple steps towards her as Mal rolls back out of the ring and pulls Bella into his arms scooping her up and retreating back up the ramp. At the top of the ramp he turns back around looking at his sister and Jack before turning and disappearing behind the curtain with Bella as "All I Want" by A Day To Remember blares again and Jack, Alanah, and Mack all celebrate with the fans.)
Alfonso Banks: THAT was a RIDE!!! Bella Madison is lucky she's not fricassee right now!
JR Freeman: Thank GOD for Mack McKane! Thank GOD for Alanah O'Connell! And THANK. GOD...for Jack Russow!!! Those three are, mark my words, the FUTURE of this company. But what's going to happen at Red, White, & Bruised!? You know this isn't going to sit well with Syn and his PUPPET Levi Russow!!! Levi's own flesh and blood...and his, what seems to be almost surrogate daughter figure so brashly standing against him in rebellion! Don't miss it! We'll see you there!!!