Post by Star Stormz on Jul 7, 2019 19:50:18 GMT -5
(The show comes alive to a full arena of screaming fans. The cameras pan around the arena and stop at the announcer table.)
Alf: Welcome to Red, White, and Bruised, coming at you LIVE from Washington, DC, I’m Alfonso Banks…
JR: And I’m JR Freeman. Tonight we have a lot of insane matches for you!
Alf: That’s right! We are gonna see a new contender crowned for the United Title, to be defended at the PPV event Center Stage!
JR: The Collateral Damage title is being defended in a cage match tonight!
Alf: We are going to see a generations battle, where a 2nd generation superstar will be fighting a 3rd generation superstar!
JR: Not to mention a debut.
Alf: And let’s not forget our Main Event. 2 best friends turned enemies finally get their chance to go all out and figure things out in the ring.
JR: So let’s not waste any more time, and jump right into our first match!
(As JR finishes his sentance, Manny’s music starts to hit, as Manny Martinez appears on stage! He’s wearing a red white and blue suit. He walks down the ramp, gloating and happy that he’s in the DC area.)
Jr Freeman: What’s this about?
Alf: I have no idea.
JR Freeman: He’s not part of this script.
Alf: WAIT!? Do we have a script? Since when did this happen!?
(Manny gets in the ring and struts about a bit, cocky smile on his face. He gets a mic and waits for the boos from the crowd to die down.)
Manny: WASHINGTON DC! WELCOME TO RED, WHITE, AND BRUISED!!!! Boy have I got a hell of a show in the books for you guys.
JR: He’s talking like the whole show is his idea...
(Before Manny can continue, the lights in the arena go out.)
JR Freeman: What the?
Alf: Who cut the power?
(The lights come back on, and we can hear a collective gasp, then eruption of cheers from the crowd, as now behind Manny, leaning against the ropes wearing a grey t-shirt and black cargo pants, with half of her hair shaved off, is Amelia Emery!)
JR Freeman: Oh my God! Amelia Emery! And Manny has no idea!
Alf: But why is she here?
(Manny looks confused at the crowd’s reaction. He turns around and sees Amelia. A look of almost terror comes over his face, in a moment that seems to last forever...before his head is damn near kicked off his shoulders from a superkick from Amelia!)
JR Freeman: Oh my God!
Alf: She Just superkicked one of her bosses! Why!?
JR Freeman: I have no idea!
(Amelia stands over the fallen Martinez, her face void of expression, as the fans don’t really know what to think. Amelia steps over Manny and gets out of the ring. She walks up the ramp and to the back, never once looking back to the ring.)
JR Freeman: I don’t get it. Why would Amelia Emery attack Manny Martinez?
Alf: I mean last show we saw that conversation between Manny and Gracie Lopez. I don’t know what’s going on, but I have a feeling it’s something big.
JR Freeman: I guess only time will tell.
Mack McKane v Johnny Sins
(The camera flies around the arena as we hear the commentators pick right back up where they left off.)
JR Freeman: Alright partner now it’s time for a highly anticipated contest, we’re gonna see the in-ring debut of young Mack McKane! The dark young Brit from Camden Town is gonna test his mettle against the ever-dangerous Johnny Sins!
Alfonso Banks: Mark this down, Freeman. ALL of my money is on Sins. He’s got the experience! He’s got the tools! It’s JUST a matter of putting it all together and I feel like he’s going to crush this rookie scrub Mack McConnell.
JR Freeman: McKane.
Alfonso Banks: .
(We see Johnny Sins already in the ring stretching as the lights kick out in the arena as the opening guitar strums accompanied by the bells ringing of "Hells Bells" by AC/DC begins playing as the ramp suddenly glows red and a light red mist of unknown origin begins falling from the roof as dry ice begins to blow as a sinister presence rises from the middle of the stage without his spiked mask but clad in a long trenchcoat...a bottle in one of his hands.)
JR Freeman: Is that? A bottle!!
Alfonso Banks: This is disgusting! There are kids watching this show and we’re letting this obvious alcoholic endanger Johnny Sins with his reckless addictions! That’s sick! You’re SICK!
JR Freeman: It’s ONE BEER! It looks like Mack McKane decided he needed a little liquid courage to settle his first match nerves!.
(When he gets to the bottom of the ramp, he chugs the rest of the bottle and paces back and forth for a second as the referee beckons him to get into the ring...Sins is eyeing him curiously when all of a sudden Mack stops, turns, makes eye contact with Johnny Sins...and SMASHES THE BOTTLE OVER HIS OWN HEAD!
JR Freeman: OH MIOS DIOS!
Alfonso Banks: ALCOHOLISM AND SELF-HARM!!! WHAT KINDA ROLE MODEL IS THIS MAN!?
(Blood begins trickling down the forehead of Mack McKane as he runs a thumb along the stream and looks at it...and putting it in his mouth!
Alfonso Banks: THIS MAN BELONGS IN AN ASYLUM! LOCK HIM UP!
(McKane slides into the ring and whirls around into an indian style position as the spotlight follows him...and Sins runs out of the corner with a low dropkick to McKane’s bloodied forehead!)
JR Freeman: Sins on the attack!
Alfonso Banks: THAT’S what I was talking about! That’s the viciousness of Johnny Sins! This punk McKane doesn’t have a snowballs chance in Hell!
(Sins continues to put the boots to McKane as McKane hasn’t even been able to get his mask and his coat off yet. Sins postulates for the crowd a moment as McKane glares with murder in his eyes as he gets back up to a standing position taking off his mask as Sins walks over and tries to slap McKane’s now exposed face but Mack catches his hand and cracks his two middle fingers! Sins drops to his knees grabbing at his hand shaking it viciously trying to get the pain to subside as Mack slides his trenchcoat off cracking his neck. Sins recovers quickly and when Mack turns around he’s met with a running forearm smash into the corner! Sins runs to the perpendicular turnbuckle slamming himself into it and bouncing off to come back and hit ANOTHER forearm crash, and he repeats it one more time as he throws Mack dazed out of the corner and climbs the middle turnbuckle and when Mack turns around Sins hits him with a diving middle turnbuckle blockbuster! Sins sits indian style breathing heavily taking a moment to admire his handy work.)
JR Freeman: SINS IS EN FUEGO!!!
Alfonso Banks: I TOLD YOU! NO. CHANCE!!!
(Mack rolls over onto his side and we see something disturbing...he’s laughing. Sins hears him and turns his head with a murderous glare on his face as he makes eye contact with the still laughing Mack. Sins gracefully whips around and mounts Mack raining punishing right hands down on his face but Mack is able to cover up! Sins grabs his head and just starts brutally smashing it repeatedly into the mat losing his composure before smashing one last hard time and popping up pulling at his hair in anger. When he turns back around, he’s met with a hellacious superkick! Mack falls into the cover!
1…
KICKOUT!
(Mack sits up with his tongue hanging out of his mouth...he reaches back and grabs Sins head pulling him up with him hitting a couple of muay thai knees as Sins punches him in the gut repeatedly! Sins is free and runs into the ropes but on the recoil, Mack drops to his stomach shooting Sins over him rebounding into the opposite rope as Mack pops up and meets his momentum twisting around him with a VICIOUS slingblade!)
JR Freeman: The ever-fitting name for the ever-fitting master of the knife! WHAT a slingblade!
(Mack slides up to one knee as Sins slides over and rolls him up in a crucifix pin!)
1!
2!
KICKOUT!!!
(Mack rolls his body back forward locking Sins into a side headlock until he starts viciously biting his eyelid! Sins is SCREAMING in pain and thrashing for his life as McKane sinks his teeth deeper before releasing and spitting out whatever remained in his mouth! Sins works him up to a standing position and shoots him off into the ropes and when he rebounds, Sins slides behind him with a MASSIVE german suplex rolling backwards through back up to a standing position connecting it into a side russian legsweep! With the cover!)
1!
2!
THR-KICKOUT!!!
(Sins screams in frustration as he drags Mack back up to a kneeling position...the blood is pouring out of Mack’s forehead. Sins begins viciously slapping McKane in the face, screaming that Mack doesn’t belong here. He backs up looking like he’s going to go for a big move when Mack, from his knees, dripping blood...SMILES AT HIM AGAIN...AND DOUBLE FLIPS HIM OFF!
JR Freeman: MACK MCKANE WITH BRASH DEFIANCE!!! WHAT A STATEMENT! DON’T EVER QUESTION HIS TOUGHNESS...DON’T EVER QUESTION HIS HEART!!!
Alfonso Banks: STAY. DOWN. YOU PSYCHO!!!
(Sins goes for a spinning back kick but he whiffs and Mack pops up pushing him into the ropes! Mack follows him in and hits a HUGE running bicycle knee! Sins is dead on his feet as Mack paces like a feral tiger pointing at sins screaming “SHALL I!?” which is met with GREAT ovation by the rabid fans who have been heavily behind both men all match until Sins began screaming in his face! There have been multiple chants of “THIS IS AWESOME!” and “MACK! MACK! MACK! MC! KANE!” Mack rushes towards Sins who elbows him in the face staggering him back before kicking him in the stomach and putting his head between his legs before giving a cutthroat taunt to the audience.)
JR Freeman: Sins calling for it! Will we see Mack McKane pay for the Sins of the Flesh!?
Alfonso Banks: DO IT! FINISH HIM! FATALITY!!!
(Sins flips McKane over his shoulders locking him in a gory position reaching back looking to lock the head for the Sins of the Flesh but McKane rolls himself backwards back over Sins’ head hitting a massive O-Positive jumping DDT!)
JR Freeman: O-POSITIVE! SINS IS DONATING BLOOD ONE WAY OR THE OTHER!!!
(McKane crawls his way up to hang on the second rope as Sins crawls to the middle of the bottom rope resting his face on it as Mack sees his opportunity popping up and stomping on Sins’ calf causing him to scream as Mack quickly makes him bite the bottom rope and launches himself up and DOWN with the Ambien Alley!)
JR Freeman: OH MY GOD!!! OH MAMA MIA!!!
Alfonso Banks: THAT’S THE SICKEST THING I’VE EVER SEEN AND I’VE SEEN JORGE LOPEZ IN JUST A TOWEL!!!
(Sins flails around the ring grasping at his mouth, flopping like a fish out of water as he bounces over onto his knees massaging his jaw...and McKane is stalking him like a shark sensing blood in the water. Once more he screams “SHALL I!?” for the fans who roar in approval as they are hardcore violence fanatics and SOLIDLY behind the newcomer as Sins slowly works his way back up to a standing position...his left hand holding his jaw, his right arm stretched across his ribs holding them in pain as McKane slinks up behind, grabs the right hand, and spins him around into a CRIMSON RAINMAKER!!!)
JR Freeman: IT’S RAINING BLOOD FROM A LACERATED SKY WITH THAT CRIMSON RAINMAKER!!!
Alfonso Banks: NO!!!
(Mack confidently slides into the cover as he bobs his head with each count!)
1!
2!
...3!!!
(Mack slowly climbs to his feet as the referee takes his hand and raises it HIGH in the air as he runs his free hand through his hair before running his hand through the blood from his forehead and smearing his entire face with it sticking his tongue out like a crazed madman for the fans.)
JR Freeman: THINGS WILL NEVER BE THE SAME...NOW THAT MACKIE’S BACK IN TOWN!!!!
Alfonso Banks: MMKAY!
(Mack taunts for the fans as “Hells Bells” by AC/DC blares and we cut to the next segment.)
WINNER= MACK MCKANE
(The scene fades in, as we hear creepy carnival music playing form an organ, and we walk through a dimly lit carnival tent packed full, standing room only, of clowns. There are clowns of various types. You’ve got your “kid friendly” clowns, your “scary” clowns, even a few mimes in there as well. The creepy music begins to intensify, until suddenly the screen cuts to black, as we hear the sinister cackle of the reverend Synister, and the following image fades onto the screen…)
(The demonic face disappears from the screen, as we return to the carnival tent, though this time, the scene is very different. As the camera pans across the scene, we see the clowns are laid out on the ground, motionless, void of life. We hear the maniacal laughter of Reverend Synister, as the camera focuses on the figure standing in the middle of the scene, wearing all black. The figure takes off the gas mask, revealing it to be Daniel Russow, with a sneer on his face, before the scene cuts to black once more, as a distorted version of “Revolution Man” by The Union Underground plays over. The screen flashes with the image of the demonic smile from earlier, before we return to the arena.)
JR Freeman:...okay, what in the blue hell was that about?
Alf: I honestly have no idea. That was dark, though.
JR Freeman: That was screwed up is what it was! We haven’t seen or really heard from Daniel Russow since Destiny, and now he shows up...like..that?
Alf: I honestly don’t know what to say.
Collateral Damage Championship Match - Cage Match
Dillon Crowe (C) v Heather Haze
Meg Reynolds: The Following Contest is a Steel Cage match for the PWS Apex Collateral Damage Championship...
Meg Reynolds: The Following Contest is a Steel Cage match for the PWS Apex Collateral Damage Championship...
(The arena goes dark as the opening chords of Willa Ford's "I Wanna Be Bad" blasts out of the speakers. Bright neon lights flash out from the ramp, and the words "The Bad Girl" flash across the screen, as Heather Haze strides out to a mixed reaction from the gathered crowd. She smiles as her theme music continues to bump out of the P.A. She strikes a seductive pose for a moment, then dances a little to the music, shaking her hips to wolf-whistles from the crowd and smiling, before making her way slowly to the ring.)
Meg Reynolds: Introducing first the challenger from San Fernando Valley, California...She is “The Bad Girl” Heather Haze!!
(She then sprints the last few feet and baseball slides into the ring, coming up into a quick predatory crouch, her eyes locked on the fans. She then arches her back as she pushes her ample breasts outward and throws her head back in an orgasmic fashion, making the men in the audience shouted with cat calls and whistles as the music fades.)
Alf: This should be an interesting match. Heather Haze gets her first PWS APEX title shot.
JR: And it's in a cage match, none the less. I hope she doesnt' get too disfigured!
(The opening sounds of "Lux Aeterna" begin to softly play on the sound system, before the song hits, and the guitar blares. Dillon Crowe slowly makes his way out onto the stage, wearing his trademark sleeveless leather jacket and white trunks. The Collateral Damage Title wrapped around his waist)
Meg Reynolds: Now making his way to the ring, He is the Collateral Damage Champion from New Orleans, Louisiana, Dillon Crowe!
(The fans boo as Crowe methodically makes his way to the ring and slides in. He takes the title belt off and looks directly at Heather while he took his jacket off.)
(The cage starts to lower around the ring, as the referee checks both for weapons.)
Alf: I must say, I am slightly concerned what Dillon could do to Heather in that cage tonight.
JR: I have to agree with you. He's a bit unstable. I mean look what he did to win that title... That tells you all you need to know
Alf: This is Heather's ultimate test so far in PWS APEX. Does she have what it takes?
JR: We are about to find out!
(One the cage is secured around the ring, the bell sounds as the cage door closes. Dillon licks his lips, as he starts to circle the ring with Heather trying to keep her distance at first before she finally goes in for a tie up but she gets a cheap shot in with her elbow to his jaw. She kicks him in the gut and goes to throw him into the cage but his size allows him to stop her in the momentum and he slammed her to the ground by her hair. He kicks her in the chest, then looks out to the fans, as boos rain in from the crowd.)
Alf: The fans are clearly against Dillon.
JR: Can ya blame him... you don't mistreat a female chest like that!
(Dillon picks her up from the ground and slaps her in the face while holding her by her hair. He drags her to the corner and goes to slam her face first into the turnbuckle but Heather gets her foot up and blocks the it. She breaks away from Crowe’s grip on her hair and grabs him around the waist and slams him with a belly to belly suplex. She climbs up mounting him, as she starts to wail on him with left and rights.)
(Haze gets to her feet, pulling Crowe up to a seated position as she goes to rebound off the ropes looking for a shining wizard but Dillon catches her up in the powerbomb position. He lifts her up but she slips away falling behind him on her feet. She turns him around and kicks him in the gut, she then goes for a ddt but Crowe sends her up and into the side of the cage with a back body drop.)
JR: And Heather just lost early control of the match. She had Dillon right where she wanted him.
Alf: But it's still far from over!
(Haze is holding the bottom rope after hitting the side of the cage. Crowe grabs her feet and pulls her out and up into the air slamming her down on the mat. Dillon steps over her and looks up at the top of the cage, but elects to go for the door. The door is opened up by the referee on the outside, but as Crowe reaches the door. He looks back to see Heather Haze getting back on her feet. Crowe slams the door shut and walks back over to Heather, who starts right in on him with lefts and rights, as he just grabs her by the hair. She wasted no time in kicking Dillon in his testicles...as the entire arena reacts)
Alf: OUCH!
JR: YOU DONT DO THAT!
Alf: That's just... ouch!
(She then slaps him as hard as she can across the face before throwing him face first into the cage. She runs his face across the cage before slamming him face first into the turnbuckle. Dillon falls to the apron, Heather doesn’t waste time and starts to climb up the side of the cage. She wasn’t too far up the side, when Crowe had her by her feet and was meeting her on the side of the cage. He slammed her head into the top of the cage. She nearly falls but catches herself. Dillon was straddling the top of the cage, he reached down grabbing her by her hair and pulled her up to the top of the cage.)
Alf: Oh dear sweet jesus... some one is going to break their neck!
JR: I... I can't watch this...
(Dillon climbed to the top of the cage, as he pulled Heather up to her feet. The two competitors began to share lefts and rights each teetering from the blows.)
JR: Is it over yet? I can't...
Alf: Uh... I think we need to move... this... is going to go badly!
(The commentary team abandoned the tables, as Haze and Dillon continued to fight at the top of the cage. Dillon raked her eyes, then kicked her knee out from under her. He then went to throw her from the top of the cage into the ring but she threw herself into him and both of them went through the announcers table below. The bell sounded, as the referee team debated over who hit first.)
(After some debate, the senior official walked over to Meg Reynolds. He points to Heather Haze then takes the title, the arena is on their feet, while Meg made the announcement…)
Meg Reynolds: Senior Officials have declared that Heather Haze’s feet hit the ground first, after going through the table...therefore, You’re Winner….and NEW COLLATERAL DAMAGE CHAMPION!!! HEATHER HAZE!!
(Replays begin to show Heather’s feet hitting before Dillon’s feet. Back at Ringside Heather Haze has been handed her Title belt. The arena is on their feet celebrating, as the cat calls and whistling can be heard. She climbs into the ring now that the cage has lifted. She celebrates with the fans, every now and then showing some grimace of pain following the fall of the top of the cage.)
Alf: HOLY SHIT!
JR: That was a close call! Heather sacrificed herself and could have killed them both...
Alf: She knew it was her only chance... and it worked out in her favor.
JR: And now... our table is broken. Great.
WINNER= HEATHER HAZE
(Scene switches to the back as we are in the office of Star Stormz, where she is currently on her phone. Miles Kasey walks in with his United Title on his shoulder looking a bit agitated. He appears to be holding a letter. Star sees this and quick ends her conversation.)
Miles: Hey, sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you.
Star: It’s alright, is everything ok?
Miles: Not really. Perhaps you can tell me what the hell is going on around here?
Star: Well, we’re about to determine who you’re defending that belt against.
Miles: No! Not that, I’m talking about this!
(Miles held up the letter he came in with.)
Miles: This! Some bloody plank has been leaving these for me! This isn’t the first one either.
(Star takes the letters and read them. She puts them down and looks at him with a serious face.)
Star: Seems like some one is trying to get in your head. I mean, you are quite hot right now. You’re a champ. It comes with title.
Miles: Oh come on Star, this seems like a little more than fan mail. Why make them from magazine letters?
(Star nodded)
Star: I see what you mean. It could just be some one trying to mess with ya, or it could be something else. Well I’ll tell you what Mr. Kasey, if you get another or anything else weird happens, come directly to me. We’ll make sure that it will be looked into thoroughly.
Miles: That’s all I ask. Thank you Ms. Stormz.
Star: Do you want me to post an extra security at your locker room, or have one of Mihal's guys escort you to your vehicle tonight... ya know... just in case?
Miles: Thanks, but no thanks. I can handle that on my own. Save those guys for Bella since it's obvious that tosser Malachi can't do shit.
Star: Offer remains if anything changes.
Miles: Much appreciated. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a contenders match to go watch.
(He nodded towards Star and left her office.)
David Shane v Levi Russow
Meg Reynolds: The Following Contest is scheduled for One Fall...
Alf: From what i'm hearing...it sounds like this match is going to go under the No Holds Barred rules…
JR: David has to be losing it...I still remember what happened the last time these two stood face to face in this ring...Levi busted him open like an egg.
Alf: He has to know what he’s getting himself into here.
(The lights kick out in the arena as the opening guitar strums accompanied by the stomps and claps of "God's Gonna Cut You Down" by Johnny Cash starts playing as a single, diminished spotlight suddenly flashes down on the entrance ramp as a wild looking Levi Russow stands holding his head rocking it back and forth,)
Meg Reynolds: Introducing first from Manhattan, New York...The ICEMAN LEVIIII RUSSOOOW!!
(as the light cuts out then shines down halfway to the ramp where Levi now stands looking like he's about to murder somebody as the light kicks out again. The light finally shines down on the middle of the ring where Levi Russow sits criss cross, his mouth quietly speaking rapidly shifting his withering glare back and forth.)
(The arena was on their feet, when the music shifted to “Adrenaline”)
Meg Reynolds: and his opponent, From Boston Massachusetts...He is the Owner and CEO of PWS Apex...DAVID SHANNNNE!
(David had come from the back, and stood at the top of the ramp. His glare didn't leave Levi Russow. He walked to ringside then turned his attention to the fans slapping hands as he ran around ring side, he then climbed up onto the apron before climbing into the ring and stepping back into his corner. The referee tells them both to get to their corners.)
Alf: The tension is so thick...
JR: You an really feel the hatred coming from Levi. He absolutely hates both Star and David. And this is his chance to act on it.
(The Arena is on their feet, as David and Levi stand across from each other. The referee is keeping them in their corners, as the arena is explosive with cheers.)
(Once the bell sounds the Referee steps out of their way as the two men lock up in the center of the ring. David goes dirty spitting in Levi’s face, the lock up is broken. Levi steps back wiping the spit from his face with a smile replacing it. David kicking Levi’s knee out from under him, he spins around quickly and sends the Iceman to the mat with a solid discus clothesline. David goes to the ropes and waits for Levi to get up to his knees before running in with a knee to Levi’s face. Russow is back to the mat before rolling out of the ring to catch himself.)
JR: Levi did the only thing he could in that situation... get out of dodge!
Alf: He's plotting. I can see it on his face. I don't think David is going to walk out of here on his own accord tonight.
(David stands in the center of the ring before going to the outside behind Levi. David starts to walk around the ring towards Levi but rolls back into the ring and waits. Levi takes his time heading up the ring steps getting back into the ring. David holds the top rope walking along the ring before once more him and Levi go at it again in the center of the ring. This time trading lefts and rights. Levi begins to gain the upper hand pushing David back into the corner.)
(Levi starts drilling Elbow after elbow into the side of David’s head. David is eventually driven down to the mat with his arms up defending himself, while levi is stomping down on him. Levi takes a few steps back looking to ram his knee into the temple of David, but he laid down on the mat, as Levi’s knee collided with the turnbuckle. David got up quickly to his feet gripped Levi around the waist and turned him back to the turnbuckle and proceeded to german suplex him neck first into the turnbuckle. Levi’s body falling from the ring after the impact. The crowd now on their feet, as David Shane is on his feet outside the ring.)
JR: David Shane is in complete control right now.
Alf: But I know Levi... he is biding his time... lulling David into a false sense of security and hope
JR: And David is emotional and falling right for it.
(David slowly walks ringside, the fans reaching out to him. He stops and pulls a baseball bat from under the ring. Levi was up to his feet when David hit him in the gut with the rounded top of the baseball bat. David swung down over the back of Levi before he threw the bat down. He picked the Russow up by his hair…)
David: Who the hell do you think you are? Threatening my family...
(David throws his head back down then kicks Levi hard in the ribs…multiple times before the referee backed him off. The referee went to check on Russow, when David ran up behind him and threw the referee to the side. He pulled Russow up and threw him hard into the steel steps. Levi rolled over to the barricade. David picked him up and delivered a solid chop across his chest. However Levi came back from the chop with a vicious headbutt to the right side of David’s face. Levi began to fight back. He threw David into the ring apron, then ran him face first into the ring post. David fell to the ground as Russow held his ribs, showing that David had done some work on him.)
Alf: The beginning of the end. I have every confidence in the world in David. But Levi is out for blood.
JR: This is about to go south... fast...
(Levi smirked a bit as he reached down and grabbed David by the hair, lifting him to his feet. David was a bit dazed and Levi bounced off the ropes behind him, and clotheslined David to the ground. He dropped down for a pin, but then stood up and shook his head.)
Levi: Not gonna let you off so easy, Shane.
(David was pulling himself up, a visible cut on his forehead with the blood slowly starting to come out. Levi ran in and drop kicked David's face into the ring post once again. Levi sat up from the floor and crossed his legs looking at the now motionless body of David Shane laying ringside and he smiled. The referee checked on David before calling for help, as the fans booed the medical team ran down to ringside. David was trying to pull himself but they laid him on his back.)
JR: Told ya.
Alf: That went south FAST. But if I know David... he isn't going to let this end that way.
(David continued to fight the medical staff away, getting himself up to his knee and finally to his feet as the staff tried to talk him into the back. David pushed them out of his way, He charged at Levi, who threw him into the ring. David rolled into the center of the ring, he was clearly concussed as he stumbled back to his feet, dazed look in his eyes.)
Alf: This is not a good idea...
JR: He's going to kill himself...
(Levi climbed up onto the apron, then into the ring. Once more the two men locked up in the center of the ring. Levi looking to have control, forcing David to his knees. David broke the hold by Levi picking him up and bringing him back down with an atomic drop. David quickly stood up and superkicked Levi. David played to the crowd for just a moment showing his was okay before going for the quick pin.)
1…
2.
(It was barely a two count, Levi getting his shoulder up.)
JR: David doesn't have much left in the tank...
Alf: And he will go down fighting. Levi hasn't taken nearly as much abuse...
(David doesn’t stop, as he is back up and at the ropes coming back at Levi going for the End Cycle but Russow moves out of the way gets to his feet and bulldogs David face first to the mat. Russow gets him into a front face lock bringing David up to his feet, then throws him into the ropes. As he rebounds, Levi goes for another clotheslines, but David ducks and bounces back again. Levi turns quickly and David is met with a dropkick right to the face! David crumbles to the ground! Levi smirks as he picks David up and drops him with a "Syn with a Grin". David lay motionless in the ring, and Levi makes no attempt at a pin.)
Alf: This is just brutal! Levi could pin David RIGHT NOW and end this.
JR: But he doesn't want to. He's having fun. It's like Levi is a cat and David is a mouse... if Levi kills the mouse, he'll have nothing to play with.
(David uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet. Levi sees this and rubs his hands together before grabbing David and sending him into the ropes once more. David comes back at Russow dodging the attempted knee strike, stopping his momentum to deliver a code breaker to the back of the Iceman. David floats over and goes for another pin.)
1…
2…
(Russow gets his arm up. David rolls off sitting down talking with the ref, before standing himself up. The cut on his forehead bleeding even more now, as he grabs Levi by his hand and drags him to the turnbuckle and throws him into the corner. David picks Russow up to the top turnbuckle. Russow begins to kick David back, only getting him to back off after yet another vicious headbutt directly to the right eye.)
Alf: That's gonna leave a mark
(David is close to the center of the ring, as Levi comes off the middle rope with a double axe handle. Levi mounts David on the ground and starts to drive his right hand down on the cut on David’s head. David using his legs bridges himself enough to roll over getting Russow’s shoulders on the mat for a count.)
1..
(Levi kicks out, as David rolls out of the ring to try to regain some energy.)
JR: David just needs to give up. Levi isn't going to let himself be pinned by David...
Alf: But David is going to do everything in his power to fight back against the man who threatened his family.
(David has thrown up the ring apron and is now pulling chairs and a kendo stick out from under the ring. Levi had slide under the ropes and walked around he kicked David in the ribs. David let go of the kendo stick, he had. As Levi pulled a table from under the ring, he laid it against the ring barricade. David had rolled inside the ring and grabbed the Kendo stick, waiting for Levi. Levi slid in the ring and stood toe to toe with David.)
Alf: Uh oh...
(David swung the kendo stick, but Levi caught it in his hands and ripped it from David's grasp. He then wasted no time smacking David right across the head with it! David, stunned, fell backwards into the ropes, holding on for dear life. Levi grinned and laughed as he proceeded to entangle David's arms between the top and bottom ropes, rendering him unable to break free with his chest wide open.)
JR: What a sick, sadistic bastard!
(Levi then took the kendo stick and proceeded to take turns alternating which side of David he cracked with it! First the left side, then the right, and repeat! Welts began to form on David's sides as he screamed out in pain.)
Levi: YOU DESERVE THIS!
(Levi took one more crack over David's face, and David slumped down. He was able to free himself from the ropes and he slumped to the mat. Medical personnel check on David, who is very out of it but demands the match continue.)
Alf: David is a glutton for punishment.
(Levi walked over and kicked David over onto his back, then struck him quickly across the chest twice with the stick. Levi strikes him one more time across his face, David rolls over holding his face. While Levi threw the Kendo down and picked up the steel chair. David had managed to use the ropes to get to his feet, and was on his feet near the barricade with blood coming down as the welt formed. The crowd members in front of him tried to touch him. Levi had the chair in hand as David’s back was too him, Levi lifted up the chair and went for the hit but David had managed to superkick the steel chair back into Levi’s face.)
Alf: David isn't done fighting back!
(The Iceman was rocked back, but the damage was done by David. Levi Russow was now bleeding...and the crowd was celebrating the blood. David wasn’t the steadiest at this moment, having dropped to his knees following the superkick. Levi regained his composure and came down with a solid and vicious chair shot across the back of David, Flattening him out.)
(Levi threw David back into the ring, he looked down at the blood on his hands. He wiped his hands off onto his chest then slide up to the ring apron. He walked along the sides, watching as David was slowly getting back up to his feet. David turns as Levi springboards off the top rope going for the Avalanche Crash. Dead center of the ring, Levi floats over going for the pin.)
Alf: Seems Levi has had his fun and is ready to finish David.
1…
2…
3?
Alf: HOW ON EARTH DID DAVID KICK OUT OF THAT?
(David kicks out with as much force as he can muster, as Levi jumps back up to his feet. Once David is sitting up on one knee, Levi runs and drives both knees into his face like a car crash from out of nowhere. Levi catches himself on the ropes and goes for the top rope. He watches for just a moment then goes for a double down stomp on to the chest of David, but He rolled out of the way and grabbed Russow by his trunks look for a quick pin.)
1…
2..
Alf: That was an act of desperation.
JR: I agree. I don't think David even knows where he is right now
(Only managing to get a two count, David met Levi back on his feet. The two titans standing face to bloody face. Levi gave David the middle finger before the two locked up once more but they both began to deliver punches and strikes. Levi managing to back david into the ropes enough that he goes to throw him to the other side but david powers through spinning around Levi hitting the near ropes and short armed body shot to the midsection of Levi, David springboards up and goes for the End Cycle on a standing Russow, who instead caught David going for a powerbomb but instead is thrown with a headscissors out to the ring apron.)
(Russow was back up to his feet, As David and joined him from inside the ring at the ropes. The two men still throwing face and body shots. As the crowd got louder Levi manages to get a solid headbutt to the right eye of David. David blinded in his right eye now, is grabbed by Russow and pulled over onto the apron. Russow grabs him and suplexes him down on the on the hardest part of the ring.)
Alf: JUST END IT ALREADY!
JR: Holy... shit... this is brutal!!!
(Levi sat on the arena floor following the suplex with David’s body laying on and dangling from the apron. Levi grabs his arm and pulls him to the floor, as David laid barely moving. Levi watched, while David tried to get up to his feet only to see him collapse back to his knees. He crawled to the barricade, using it to get up to his feet. Levi pulled himself up to his feet. He walked over and shoved David back down to the floor, but he got up using the barricade once more.)
(Levi throws David into the ring this time. He picks up the table and slides it into the ring. Levi climbs onto the apron, looking and watching David before he climbs into the ring. He picked David up and throws him into the opposite corner coming in with a double knee to his face and chest. David slides down to the bottom rope, while Levi grabs the table and sets it up near the corner.)
JR: This is bad... this is really ... really... bad
(Levi lifts David up putting him to the top rope sitting on the turnbuckle. Levi slapped David across the face, then climbed up and hit him with The 187 through the table. Levi climbed up onto the rubble of the table and pinned David.)
1…
2…
3…
(The bell sounds, as the arena filled with boos, Levi rolled to the ropes and leaned into them from a seated position before rolling out of the ring. David laid in the rubble of the table before the referee helped him to his feet. David walked towards the ropes and watched Levi heading up the ramp. Russow turned at the top of the ramp and stared at David holding himself up on the ropes. Both men a bloodied mess.)
JR: That was just... bad.
Alf: David is going to be in a lot of pain for a long time.
(Russow turned and walked into the back, while David sat on the apron while medical staff looked him over.)
WINNER= LEVI RUSSOW
(The cameras cut to the back where an exhausted Johnny Sins is leaning against the wall. He looks at the letter he was handed earlier.)
Johnny Sins: They said to read it after my match... what the hell.
(He shrugged as he opened the envelope and read the letter. His jaw dropped.)
Johnny Sins: NO FUCKING WAY
(He looked like he was going to be sick as he rushed towards the parking lot.)
United Title Contenders Match
Alanah O'Connell v Cynthia Hellsing
Meg Reynolds: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the number one contendership for the PWS Apex United Championship...Introducing first…From Waterford, Ireland...Alanah O’Connell
(The Opening of Nikki Yanofsky’s “Something New” began to play across the arena speakers as Alanah O’Connell runs out to the stage, stopping and smiling out at the crowd. Doing a little twirl at the top of the ramp, she begins to make her way to the ring, slapping hands with as many fans as she can reach. When she reaches the ring, she climbs up the steps and into the ring, smiling and waving out at the crowd as her music fades away.)
Meg Reynolds: And her Opponent...From Waco, Texas...She is Cynthia Hellsing…
(Search lights flash around the ring as the opening of her intro plays in the arena. Once the rocker scream sounds, the spotlight shines on Cynthia standing at the entrance. She is seen bouncing to the beat of her music with her a demented smile on her face. Her ring jacket is clad with various anime buttons. She walks to the ring holding a body pillow with image of a shirtless anime male character on it. She walks down to the ring clutching the pillow. When she reaches the ring, she walks around and gives the pillow to the timekeeper. She rolls under the bottom rope and crawl to camera side rope and smiles.)
Alf: Cynthia is very mentally unstable... If I was Alanah, I'd be worried.
JR: Cynthia has come close to winning the title once... and I am sure she wants it again. I hope Alanah is ready for her.
(Once both competitors are checked for weapons by the referee the bell sounds and both lock up in the center of the ring. They both fight for control but have to break off as neither could get full control. The crowd is chanting back and forth for both competitors as they once again tie up in the center of the ring.)
(This time Cynthia manages to push Alanah back into the corner, where the referee backs her up. Alanah kicks Cynthia in the right knee getting enough time to hit her with a snap suplex into a float over pin.)
1…
(Cynthia kicks out, and both women are on their feet in the center of the ring.)
(They again go for the tie up but Alanah floats under and locks her arms around Cynthia’s waist. Cynthia reaches back getting her in a headlock. Going for the ropes locking for a springboard bulldog, but Alanah just throws her out of the ring and on to the apron.)
(Alanah clubs her in the back of the head then rings her neck over the top ropes causing her to face plant to the floor below.)
JR: OUCH!
Alf: That's gonna sting!
(Alanah gets out of the ring, and goes on the attack. Picking Cynthia up and throwing her into the ring apron before sliding her back into the ring. The referee gets to a 5 count before both competitors are back in the ring. Alanah puts Cynthia into a front headlock on the mat, as the referee begins to check the hold.)
(Alanah starts to put her knee into Cynthia’s back after switching to rear naked choke. The referee continues to check if Cynthia is wanting to quit Alanah gets to her feet keeping the hold locked in when she jumps over with a floating cutter, wringing hard on Cynthia’s neck. She quickly scoops her up into a pin.)
1…
2..
(Cynthia barely gets the kick out on the two count.)
JR: So close!
(Alanah seems a bit frustrated as she steps back for just a moment allowing Cynthia to get to her feet. She walks over grabbing Cynthia by the back of her head gaining the control then throwing her across the ring into the ropes. She goes for a clothesline but Cynthia ducks the attempt and rebounds back at her with a Lou Prez Press, then starts to hammer down rights to the face of Alanah.)
(Cynthia takes the momentum and begins to go for body slam then runs to the ropes and comes down with a running forearm smash across the chest of Alanah. She begins to pound on her chest as she runs around the ring. She waits as Alanah stands to her feet, Cynthia slips behind her setting up a full nelson buster.)
(She lifts Alanah up looking for the slam, but Alanah manages to slip free and kicks Cynthia in the gut, then sets her up for a suplex but underhooks the right thigh and lifts her up going for the near perfect “Irish Rose” in the center of the ring. She hooks the pin.)
1…
2…
3...NO!
(Cynthia barely kicks out in times. She fights herself away from Alanah and slides out of the ring. Slamming her first on the ring apron before throwing over the steel ring steps. She then calms herself down and smiles, before rolling back into the ring. Cynthia and Alanah lock up one more time. This time Alanah seems in control, as she gets Cynthia down to the mat with a kick to her left knee. She maneuvers around locking Cynthia in “The Sweet Escape”)
Alf: THIS COULD BE IT!
JR: Can she hold on long enough???
(Cynthia screamed in pain, as she stretches out trying to get even a finger to the bottom rope. She has no other choice but the tap out. As Alanah instantly releases the hold.)
Meg Reynolds: Your Winner by Submission and NEW United Title Contender Alanah O’Connell
(Alanah smiles as her arm is raids in the center of the ring by the referee.)
Alf: Well done! At Center Stage we will see Alanah O'Connell challenge United Champion Miles Kasey!
JR: That will be a hell of a match, no doubt!
WINNER= ALANAH O'CONNELL
Scene switches to the backstage area where we Alanah O’Connell making her way from the gorilla position following her victory. Jack Russow and Mack McKane wait with utter excitement on their faces as Jack scoops Alanah up in a big hug and they make a fuss over her until...we hear a slow clap begin...stepping out from around the corner, title shimmering in the faded lights...approaches Miles Kasey. Hood pulled over his eyes, he doesn’t even try to look at his next opponent as he walks up to her facing straight ahead.
Milo Kasey: ...well done love...but now comes the REAL fight. Plenty of time to prepare yourself too.
Mack McKane: Mate, let the girl celebrate...she’ll deal with you in kind, savvy?
Milo Kasey: Oh I mean nothing horrible by it, Mack. You should know by now, I have nothing but respect for the youngest of the O’Connell’s. Hell, it took a lot of courage, as is, to stand up the very man that gave you the tools you needed to not only win that match just now but now you have a chance at the United Championship. And don’t worry love....I’ll take it easy on you.
Jack Russow swaggers forward and squares up with Milo...their past history taken into account, they share a tense moment as Jack stands directly in front of Milo, making him acknowledge him.
Jack Russow: Let’s get one thing straight...you and I started off on the wrong foot. But you have earned my respect, for whatever it’s worth. You turned out to be maybe the best in our class, and you’ve been a Hell of a champion. But Alanah? Alanah’s different. ALL of the trainers took a shine to that girl. She is the best of the best of us...so go ahead and take it easy on her. See how well that works for you.
Jack turns and walks back over to Alanah putting his arm around her and kissing her on the head as she kinda blushes. But when her gaze travels back to Milo, it turns into a focused, laser-like intensity as she steps away from Jack and looks up to Milo, who towers over the petite Irishwoman.
Alanah O’Connell: When I was in training, all I heard about was how you were going to be the future of the business. Everyone in my class was training to one day live up to the level that the trainers put you on. But me? I trained for a moment like this. Two of the best students finally squaring off. The fact that there’s a championship on the line is just icing on the cake. I’m looking forward to our match, and my title win.
With a little sassy smirk, she stepped back into Jack’s arms. Miles steps back and just has to nod at the young lady.
Miles Kasey: Good on you, love. I very much look forward to this opportunity. The fact that you want a real true shot at MY United Championship, well...bring it on, lil one.
And with that Miles steps back some more and nods to Mack and Jack before turning on his heels and begins whistling as he walks away.
Gracie Lopez v Bella Madison
Arena goes dark as the ominous tones of New Years Day’s “Shut up” begins to blare.)
“Twisted and dirty
Think that you know me
That you control me
Have it figured it out
Boy I'm not breaking
Better get praying
You need the saving
To keep you devout”
(The entrance lights up as does the video screen that shows, climbing up a set of stairs we see with each step taken a different footwear. Saddle shoes followed by heels followed by Chuck Taylors followed by a pair of wrestling shoes with kickpads.)
“I told you once
I told you twice
I can't be tricked
Can't be hypnotized
You tell me I'm pretty when
I'm sitting here in silence”
(The roar comes over the sound system as we see Bella standing on top of the entrance. She stands wearing her wrestling gear along with an updated version of her mom’s old ring jacket with the hood up and starts making her way to the ring.)
“Don't try and tell me what a girl wants
Shut up and give it to me
You got the picture painted all wrong
No, I won't be your masterpiece
Don't feed me lies
I'll chew them up and spit em out
Don't try and tell me what a girl wants
Shut up and give it to me”
(Towards the end of the chorus she hops up on the ring side and climbs to the second rope, drops the hood of the jacket with a smirk and a wink as the song fades out.)
Meg Reynolds: : The following back is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from New York City, Bella Madison!
Jr Freeman: I wonder how it feels for Bella to be facing her best friend in only her second match in?
Alf: Rough I bet. She’s going to have to get over it and pretend that they’re not friends, and just put on a show.
Jr Freeman: Do you know why Mal at ringside for this match?
(The camera's catch him just looking around making sure nothing is going to spoil this match.)
Alf: I think he's looking for something or someone.
Jr Freeman: Dark carnival?
Alf: Could be!
(The lights in the arena go out, as “Rotting in vain” starts to blare throughout the arena. Pyro shoots from the stage, a few seconds later after the pyro did that, Gracie steps on stage and looks around the crowd, and starts to walk down the ramp, she slaps hands with the people along the ramp before she gets to the ring. She climbs the steps and gets into the ring with a focused look on her face, she jumps on the second rope on the near side of the ring and raises her arms and fists in the air before jumping down.)
Meg Reynolds: From San Diego Californa, Gracie Lopez!
Jr Freeman: I can’t wait to see how she rebounds from her recent string of loses.
Alf: She says she doesn’t care about them, but at the same time… you have to be. But she’s too talented to let them affect her too much though.
Jr Freeman: Plus, she’s been under this pressure that Bella is under, facing a friend or family.
Alf: She is, the match she had with Jenn before was wild, hopefully, this one is just like that one.
(The bell rings for the match, Gracie and Bella shake hands before they circle around each other. They lock up! Bella gets the early control on Gracie, she backs Gracie up into the corner and chops her across the chest.)
JR Freeman: How can you keep a high flyer like Gracie down?
Alf: Not like that, chops don’t do anything. Look at her, Bella chopped her, and she’s waving it off like a mosquito.
(Bella stays on the attack, she’s trying to find a way to keep the faster girl caged. But, Gracie chops Bella across the chest, enough for it to echo over the dueling crowd chants that are happening. The crowd ooh’s and aw’s after that chop across the chest. The chop was hard enough to leave Gracie’ handprint on her chest. Bella looked at her chest, before looking at Gracie. Gracie shrugs with a sly smile across her face. Bella nods her head.)
Jr Freeman: Gracie got the best of that!
Alf: Her handprint is on Bella! I think Bella knows that Gracie isn’t going to take it easy on her. The girls lock up again, Bella grabs Gracie by her head and flips her over with a headlock takedown. Gracie is on her back, and Bella has her grounded, just like she wanted to do. Gracie uses her long legs to her advantage and wraps them around Bella’s head to escape, and does. Both girls are on their feet now, Bella charges towards Gracie, which isn’t the smartest thing to do, Gracie sweeps Bella’s feet out from under her, and goes for a quick pin.)
1……
2…….
(Bella kicks out at the count of 2. After the count.)
JR Freeman: I think Gracie knows what she’s doing with that early pin.
Alf: Something tells me you’re right. She wanted to see what Bella would do with a pinfall from nowhere.
(After the pinfall, both girls are back up on their feet. Bella walks towards Gracie grabbing her arm. She throws Gracie into the ropes, but Gracie onto the 2nd rope, and hits a springboard kick on Bella. This sends Bella to the outside of the ring. Gracie quickly runs the ropes and dives through the ropes for a suicide dive. Bella crashes back first into the barricade while Gracie gets up on her feet.)
Alf: This is what Bella needs to watch out for. Any part of that ring works in Gracie’s advantage.
JR Freeman: I’m sure Bella can adjust as the match moves on.
(Gracie throws Bella back into the ring, Gracie climbs to the apron before leaping to the top rope, she hits a springboard, Swanton! She goes for the pin.)
1……
2……
(Bella gets her shoulder up, Gracie nods before she rolls off of her. She stays on the attack, She picks up Bella, shoving her into the corner turnbuckles. Gracie charges towards Bella, but she throws her foot up, Gracie runs into the boot. Bella runs towards her and hits a head scissors takedown on Gracie. Bella stays on the attack, she doesn’t let Gracie get up, she keeps her grounded.)
Alf: Bella is doing a good job at keeping Gracie grounded now. If she wants to win this match, this how it’s going to be done.
JR Freeman: I have a feeling that both sets of parents are watching their kids tonight, and they probably have a huge smile on their faces. I bet nerves are part of it as well.
Alf: They have to be!
(Bella stays on top of Gracie for a bit longer but it doesn’t take long for Gracie to get back into the match. Both girls fight back and forth with each other. As the match goes on, the pace starts to pick up between the two of them because Gracie is back into the match, but when she is, Bella is there to block any momentum Gracie may have.)
Alf: Man! This match is good!
Jr Freeman: How else would it between these 2? Sloppy?
Alf: Slappy? He’s an evil man.
JR Freeman: SLOPPY!
(Gracie goes for a springboard uppercut but she gets taken out by a dropkick by Bella! Bella sees Gracie isn’t moving and decides to climb up to the top rope. Bella leaps into the air and hits the Second Gen! She goes for the cover.)
1………
2………….
3?
(No, Gracie slips her shoulder up just before the ref slaps the mat for a 3 count, 2.99. We see Mal, who's at ringside showing emotion because he thought Bella had the match won.)
Jr Freeman: OH my!
Alf: Bella thought she had her! But Gracie resilient as ever kicked out at the very last second.
(Bella shakes her head, she gets up off the mat grabbing Gracie while doing so, she motions that the match is over but Gracie shoves her back and connects with a superkick! Gracie crawls to the ropes to the outside of them, Gracie leaps to the top rope, she hits her vision of the springboard 450, it’s called the Grace and Style!)
1………
2……….
3?
NO!
2.99
(Bella kicked out much like Gracie did, at the last millisecond. Both girls lay there on the mat catching their breath after this back and forth, stiff match. The crowd is cheering for both of them. Mal keeps roaming around the ringside area, he's keeping far away from the action as possible, but he's keeping a look out for something else too.)
Jr Freeman: Mannnnn! That was close as well!
Alf: Listen to DC, they’re loving this match.
(Bella is first to her feet, She goes to the top rope again, but Gracie catches her and hits a Spanish fly off the top rope! Both women are down again, Gracie starts to crawl for the cover that is until the lights go out.)
Jr Freeman: What the hell?
Alf: Nannersssss!
Jr Freeman: I know our “wonderful” president has that waste of time parade, maybe that’s what blew the fuse
(The lights turn back on and we see freaks and weirdos around the ring. Mal who had been at ringside the entire match quickly rolls into the ring, and he’s already looking for a fight. Bella, looks around, she’s also squared up. Gracie, she doesn’t know what to make of it, shrugs her shoulders and joins them.)
JR Freeman: You see the side of that one guy!? He has to be over 7 foot tall!
Alf: Why are these freaks out though!? I know it’s the 4th of July, but this is out of hand!
(Some of the freaks enter the ring, along with the big man who’s over 7’. Mal and Bella start to fight them off. One of those freaks try to attack Gracie from behind but she catches him. A big brawl breaks out between everyone. Gracie )
Jr Freeman: look at them go! I can’t believe Gracie helping them.
Alf: Well, to be fair they attacked her first, so she has to defend herself.
(It’s a all-out war between everyone! It doesn’t take long before the security and the backstage personnel to come out and break it up, but they keep fighting anyway, it doesn’t take long before everyone starts to break up the fight. The crowd is loving it, the girls and Mal are not backing down from them. The Security finally breaks everything up and moves the Dark Carnival back to the backstage area, Bobo was the last one left in the ring, as nobody wanted to touch him. Mal clocks the big guy in the jaw with a stiff right hook, that had him rocked. Gracie comes from the side and dropkicks him in both knees. Mal and Bella both superkick him as he tumbles out of the ring to the floor with a thump. Gracie leaps on the 2nd rope, acting like she’s ready to jump but she stands there watching the group back away.)
JR Freeman: The 3 of them took out the big man! Did you hear the thump he made when he hit the ground?
Alf: That’s the only way to get them down, take them out at the knees.
WINNER= NO CONTEST
As Milo Kasey wandered the halls, he rounded a corner and ended up face to face with none other than Malachi, who almost looked like he was waiting for the United Champion to come his way. The two men locked eyes, the animosity between them so thick one could almost feel it in the air.
Malachi: So, seems like you and my sister are gonna be battling for your shiny little strap.
Milo Kasey: Seems that way. Don’t know why you care though. I thought she was just another ...how’d you put it...”Russow reject” in your eyes?
Malachi smirked a little.
Malachi: She’s still my sister...which makes her leagues better than you. If you’re smart, you won’t underestimate her.
Milo goes to walk away, but Malachi grabs his arm.
Malachi: But keep this in mind...I already hate your ass, but you hurt her, I will fucking end you.
Miles can’t help but smirk, and pulls his arm away with force.
Milo Kasey: You know, I’ve heard this threat before...but you know, I have yet to see you follow through with it. But, I digress, you don’t have to worry about Alanah...I’ll take better care of her than you did of Bella at the last show.
And with that Malachi doesn’t waste any time in throwing a solid right hand right to the side of Miles head and that leads to a trading of punches between the two men. And just as quickly as the fight began, security quickly slides in and breaks it up with Mihal standing in the middle of the two as they are seperated.
Mihal: HEY! BREAK IT THE HELL UP YOU GUYS!
Miles pulls away from his group and puts his hand up with a cheeky smile on his face.
Milo Kasey: GOOD TALK MATE!
As he walks away down the hall, Malachi pulls away from the guards snarling. His gaze lands on Mihal, and he gets a puzzled look on his face.
Malachi: The fuck you looking at, shitheel?
He steps a little closer to the head of security.
Malachi: You look awfully familiar…
After a tense moment, Malachi just shrugs and walks off in the opposite direction.
Main Event- Non Title Match
Alexis Makarios (C) v Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez
Michael O'Neil on commentary
Meg: The following Main Event match is a non title match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, our special guest commentator for this match, he is the PWS APEX World Heavyweight Championship Number One Contender… MICHAEL O’NEIL!
(“Welcome to the Family” by Avenged Sevenfold hits and Michael O’Neil makes his way down to the commentary table. He sits between JR Freeman and Alf and puts on a headset.)
Alf: Welcome, Michael. It’s good to have you here.
Michael: It’s good to be here.
JR: This is the perfect chance to scout the champion for Center Stage.
Michael: Exactly why I am out here. These two can do what they want to each other, but once that bell rings… Alexis and that belt are all mine.
Alf: Mildy creepy…
Michael: You knew what I meant. They are my focus. I want this, and I deserve this.
("Up, Up and away" from Kid Cudi starts playing on the PA system, Jenn makes her way from the back. She stands on the stage for a few seconds with a scowl on her face, looking over the crowd. She makes her way down to the ring.)
Meg: Introducing first, from Sydney, Australia…. JENNIFER CARPENTER-LOPEZ!!!
(The fans erupted a mix of cheers and boos. She shrugged it off as she stared intently up the ramp towards the back.)
Michael: Jenn is pissed, and I can relate. She’s lived in Alexis’s shadow for so long. Going into Destiny, we were overshadowed at every step. Not anymore.
Alf: Jenn is focused and looking to vent some of her frustrations here tonight. She may even soften Alexis up for your title match.
Michael: Not that I need the help… but hey… why not.
Meg: Please welcome her opponent, also from Sydney, Australia, She is the current PWS APEX World Heavyweight Champion… ALEXIS MAKARIOS!!!
(“MZ Hyde” by Halestorm hits as Alexis comes out from behind the curtain to a mix of cheers and boos herself. She makes her way down to the ring, holding her title high.)
Alf: Seems to me that Alexis is in a good mood.
Michael: She thinks that Jenn is gonna just forgive her and everything is gonna go back to normal. That’s not how this works. At all.
(Alexis slid in the ring and handed the belt to a stagehand.)
JR: Things are about to get good. I have no idea how this is going to go.
(The bell rings for the match to start. Jenn explodes towards Alexis with a double leg takedown, she’s on top of Alexis throwing punches at her. While does all of that, the crowd is cheering. Once off of her, Jenn picks up Alexis and starts slamming her head on the turnbuckles. She hits Alexis with a snap suplex and floats over into a pin.)
1……..
2………
(Alexis kicks out at the count of 2. Jenn stays on the attack after the pin attempt.)
JR Freeman: I’ve never seen Jenn this fired up before!
Alf: A shattered friendship will do anybody in, and Jenn has just had about enough of Alexis’ outbursts, and quite frankly, so have I. She’s so ego-filled and wants people to kiss her ass.
Mike O'Neil: I’m not shocked by Jenn’s actions at all. Alexis had it coming
(Jenn drives her elbow down into Alexis’ face, not once but twice. At this point, Alexis hasn’t even gotten the chance to take off her belt or anything or fight back. She was caught off guard when Jenn jumped her at the start. Jenn grabs the World title and throws it to the ground. That gave Alexis the time she needed to get back into the match. Jenn turns around and Alexis clocks her with a clothesline that knocks her down.)
JR Freeman: That was an angry clothesline there!
Alf: It really was. I don’t think that we’re safe out here though, not if these guys are going to tear each other heads off.
Mike O’neil: They better not come over here!
(Alexis stays on the attack for now, but it Jenn finds a way to get back into the match, she pokes Alexis in the eye, before throwing her to the outside. They fight along the outside area of the ring. Jenn throws Alexis face first into the ring post and then throws her over the announce table, that make JR Freeman and Alf shatter, but they still have their headsets on.)
Alf: I told you it wasn’t going to take long!
Jr Freeman: Jenn is just letting her anger go, and she doesn’t care if she gets DQ’ed or not!
Michael: Sometimes, that’s what ya gotta do.
(Jenn slides into the ring halfway to break up the 10 count the ref is giving them. Jenn goes back to Alexis, she picks up Alexis and slaps her across the chest with a stiff chop. She grabs Alexis and drives her into the ring steps now. Jenn rolls back into the ring and lets the ref count as she sits there in the corner, staring off into space.)
JR Freeman: Did you see Jenn’s eyes?
Alf: They had no emotion in them, it’s like she wants to hurt Alexis but she’s holding herself back at the same time.
Michael: Boo…. bite her head off. These fans came expecting a cat fight, not to see one hold back.
(As the ref counts, Alexis gets on her knees as she uses the ropes now to pull her up, but Jenn rolls out of the ring, Jenn runs around the ring to get to top speed. At her top speed, all it looks like it’s a purple streak with her hair, she spears Alexis and both of them crash through the barricade! The barricade explodes as the crowd cheers louder at the carnage)
JR Freeman: Good God!
Alf: Did she….
Jr Freeman: She did! She drove her best friend through the barricade! I wonder if that was her back that snapped or the barricade, whatever it was, it was NASTY.
Michael: That’s gonna hurt..
(The crowd who was cheering, start to chant holy shit as the girls lay in the mangled mess of the barricade, The ref comes out of the ring to check up on them to make sure they’re alright. However, Jenn is the first one to move. She grabs Alexis by the hair and physically drags her to the ring, by her hair! Jenn picks up the dead weight of Alexis, she pushes her into the ring. Jenn slithers into the ring and slithers herself onto Alexis like a snake in the grass for the pin.)
1……..
2…….
3?!
NO! 2.99.
(Alexis kicks out just in time. Jenn slithers away from her.)
JR Freeman: How did Alexis kick out!? Her back has to be throbbing from that barricade.
Alf: She is the world champion, she won’t be pissed easily.
Michael: Are we talking about the same Alexis Makarios here? The same woman who has let her anger get the worst of her so many times? You says she won't get pissed easily? She is probably the easiest person in this locker room to anger.
(Jenn grows a smile, she gets up on her feet. She grabs Alexis by the legs, she tries to turn her over for the Boston Crab, but Alexis fights out of it! Alexis starts to fight back into the match now. With an achy breaky back, she’s making a come back. Alexis shifts the match into her pace now. She’s all over Jenn. She has Jenn in the corner, stomping a mudhole into her. The ref pulls her back at the 5 count. But she shoves the ref, the ref shoves her back.)
JR Freeman: She better watch it! She doesn’t want to get Dq’d here.
Alf: Not with that ref, you try to bully him, he’ll put you in your place, like he’s doing with Alexis.
Michael: But think about it… what damage would a DQ do anyways? It’s not a title match, so it’s not like she is sacrificing the title or anything.
(Jenn moves away from the ropes, Alexis turns around and clocks Jenn in the face with a stiff right hand. Jenn goes down. Alexis gets on top of her and starts to throw angry punches at her, and goes for a quick pin.)
1……
2…….
(Jenn kicks out at the count of 2. Jenn isn’t going down that quick either. The match moves on now, Alexis is still in charge of the match, she has Jenn cornered in the turnbuckles. It doesn’t take long before she has Jenn on the mat where she wants her. She calls for a move, before climbing to the ropes. She hits the “Greetings From Australia” On Jenn! Jenn goes down like a ton of bricks, Alexis quickly goes for a cover)
1……..
2……….
3?!
(noooo! Jenn reverses the pin!)
1……
2……..
(No, Alexis kicks out of that!)
JR Freeman: Jenn got clever there!
Alf: She really did. Alexis got cocky there, it always happens to people like that. You get Cocky and you almost lose the match because of it. Dumb move by Alexis.
Michael: Or was it?
(The two ladies are both showing visible signs of exhaustion. Lexi rests up in one corner while Jenn leans against the ropes. After a few seconds, Jenn knows it is time to take advantage and win the match. She leaves the ropes and walks towards Alexis. Alexis sees her coming and the two lock up. Alexis turns it around so that Jenn is in the corner while they are still locked up.)
JR: Alexis is in a position to win
Alf: If she plays her cards right. She is our champion for a reason.
Michael: For now...
(Alexis takes a step back and dropkicks Jenn in the chest, causing her to fall to the second ropes. Alexis grabbed her and threw her onto the mat in position. She grabbed the top ropes and looked back towards Jenn, making sure she was still in position. She took a deep breath and jumped, going for Down Unda Thunda!)
Alf: AND ALEXIS WITH THE DOWN UNDER THUNDER! THIS COULD BE IT FOLKS!
JR: If she lands this... I don't think Jenn can kick out!
Michael: Let me tell ya one thing… that move hurts. Alexis gets some good air and spin on that, knocks the wind right outta ya.
(As she landed on Jenn, she bounced back up and went straight for a pin!)
1...
2...
3... NO! KICKOUT!!!!
Michael: Jenn isn’t going to lose so easy.
(Jenn got her shoulder up at the very last possible second. Alexis goes into a sitting position, running her hands through her hair, unsure what more she has to do to win. She gets to her feet and goes to the top turnbuckle, waiting for Jenn to get to her feet.)
JR: Jenn is barely still alive in this match!
Alf: This match has been amazing!
(Jenn stumbled up to her feet, unaware of Alexis on the top rope. The cameras cut in to Alexis's face as she says something.)
Alexis: I LOVE YOU... I'M SORRY!
(With that she jumped, aiming to take down Jenn with a Greetings From Australia, but Jenn saw it coming and caught her mid air, and was able to move enough to where she grabbed Alexis by the waist, and German Suplexed her backwards! Alexis's head and neck hit the mat hard! Jenn rolled through the suplex and held both Alexis's legs in the pin!)
1...
(Jenn reached for the ropes for leverage while the ref wasn't looking.)
2...
(Alexis tries to kick out)
3!!!
(The referee calls for the bell.)
Alf: OH MY GOD!!!
JR: Jenn did it! She pulled it off!
Alf: Too bad for her it was a non title match!
Michael: Wasn’t too bad. I dont really care who won, either way I’m next in line.
(Jenn released the rope before the referee saw it. She hopped to her feet as the referee raised her arm. Alexis sat in the corner, shocked.)
Meg: AND YOUR WINNER ... JENNIFER CARPENTER-LOPEZ!
(Alexis got out of the corner and went over to Jenn, and extended her hand towards her. Jenn just kind of glared towards her.)
Alexis: Well played.
(Jenn raised an eyebrow towards Alexis and just walked to the ropes, sliding out, and heading to the back. Leaving Alexis standing in the middle of the ring)
Alf: And Jenn just blew Alexis off, big time.
JR: She's fed up with Alexis, she got what she needed, and now she's done.
(Michael had taken off his headset and grabbed Alexis’s title belt. He slid in the ring behind her.)
Alf: What is Mike gonna do?
JR: I don't know… but Alexis doesn't realize he is behind her.
(Alexis turns around and sees Mike standing there with her belt in hand. She was startled and stumbled backwards, throwing her arms up in defense, assuming he was about to bash her brains in with the belt. He chuckled a little bit. The cameras mics picked up him speaking.)
Michael: I’m not gonna hurt you, champ… not tonight.
(He put the belt over his shoulder for a moment as Alexis looked on in confusion. The fans cheered when he did.)
Alf: Mike looks pretty confident with that belt over his shoulder.
JR: Well… it could be the only time he gets to hold it.
(He patted the belt a few times before taking it off and holding it out towards Alexis. She was hesitant but took the belt from him. He then motioned to his waist)
Michael: Soon… See ya at Center Stage…
(He then climbed out of the ring and went backstage.)
JR: I think Mike just sent a message to Alexis. He wants that title.
Alf: He does, and he deserves his fair shot.
JR: Now, he just has to find a way to beat Alexis.
Alf: Well, that's all the time we have for tonight, see you guys on Riot!
(The show then fade to credits.)
WINNER= JENNIFER CARPENTER LOPEZ
Alf: Welcome to Red, White, and Bruised, coming at you LIVE from Washington, DC, I’m Alfonso Banks…
JR: And I’m JR Freeman. Tonight we have a lot of insane matches for you!
Alf: That’s right! We are gonna see a new contender crowned for the United Title, to be defended at the PPV event Center Stage!
JR: The Collateral Damage title is being defended in a cage match tonight!
Alf: We are going to see a generations battle, where a 2nd generation superstar will be fighting a 3rd generation superstar!
JR: Not to mention a debut.
Alf: And let’s not forget our Main Event. 2 best friends turned enemies finally get their chance to go all out and figure things out in the ring.
JR: So let’s not waste any more time, and jump right into our first match!
(As JR finishes his sentance, Manny’s music starts to hit, as Manny Martinez appears on stage! He’s wearing a red white and blue suit. He walks down the ramp, gloating and happy that he’s in the DC area.)
Jr Freeman: What’s this about?
Alf: I have no idea.
JR Freeman: He’s not part of this script.
Alf: WAIT!? Do we have a script? Since when did this happen!?
(Manny gets in the ring and struts about a bit, cocky smile on his face. He gets a mic and waits for the boos from the crowd to die down.)
Manny: WASHINGTON DC! WELCOME TO RED, WHITE, AND BRUISED!!!! Boy have I got a hell of a show in the books for you guys.
JR: He’s talking like the whole show is his idea...
(Before Manny can continue, the lights in the arena go out.)
JR Freeman: What the?
Alf: Who cut the power?
(The lights come back on, and we can hear a collective gasp, then eruption of cheers from the crowd, as now behind Manny, leaning against the ropes wearing a grey t-shirt and black cargo pants, with half of her hair shaved off, is Amelia Emery!)
JR Freeman: Oh my God! Amelia Emery! And Manny has no idea!
Alf: But why is she here?
(Manny looks confused at the crowd’s reaction. He turns around and sees Amelia. A look of almost terror comes over his face, in a moment that seems to last forever...before his head is damn near kicked off his shoulders from a superkick from Amelia!)
JR Freeman: Oh my God!
Alf: She Just superkicked one of her bosses! Why!?
JR Freeman: I have no idea!
(Amelia stands over the fallen Martinez, her face void of expression, as the fans don’t really know what to think. Amelia steps over Manny and gets out of the ring. She walks up the ramp and to the back, never once looking back to the ring.)
JR Freeman: I don’t get it. Why would Amelia Emery attack Manny Martinez?
Alf: I mean last show we saw that conversation between Manny and Gracie Lopez. I don’t know what’s going on, but I have a feeling it’s something big.
JR Freeman: I guess only time will tell.
Mack McKane v Johnny Sins
(The camera flies around the arena as we hear the commentators pick right back up where they left off.)
JR Freeman: Alright partner now it’s time for a highly anticipated contest, we’re gonna see the in-ring debut of young Mack McKane! The dark young Brit from Camden Town is gonna test his mettle against the ever-dangerous Johnny Sins!
Alfonso Banks: Mark this down, Freeman. ALL of my money is on Sins. He’s got the experience! He’s got the tools! It’s JUST a matter of putting it all together and I feel like he’s going to crush this rookie scrub Mack McConnell.
JR Freeman: McKane.
Alfonso Banks: .
(We see Johnny Sins already in the ring stretching as the lights kick out in the arena as the opening guitar strums accompanied by the bells ringing of "Hells Bells" by AC/DC begins playing as the ramp suddenly glows red and a light red mist of unknown origin begins falling from the roof as dry ice begins to blow as a sinister presence rises from the middle of the stage without his spiked mask but clad in a long trenchcoat...a bottle in one of his hands.)
JR Freeman: Is that? A bottle!!
Alfonso Banks: This is disgusting! There are kids watching this show and we’re letting this obvious alcoholic endanger Johnny Sins with his reckless addictions! That’s sick! You’re SICK!
JR Freeman: It’s ONE BEER! It looks like Mack McKane decided he needed a little liquid courage to settle his first match nerves!.
(When he gets to the bottom of the ramp, he chugs the rest of the bottle and paces back and forth for a second as the referee beckons him to get into the ring...Sins is eyeing him curiously when all of a sudden Mack stops, turns, makes eye contact with Johnny Sins...and SMASHES THE BOTTLE OVER HIS OWN HEAD!
JR Freeman: OH MIOS DIOS!
Alfonso Banks: ALCOHOLISM AND SELF-HARM!!! WHAT KINDA ROLE MODEL IS THIS MAN!?
(Blood begins trickling down the forehead of Mack McKane as he runs a thumb along the stream and looks at it...and putting it in his mouth!
Alfonso Banks: THIS MAN BELONGS IN AN ASYLUM! LOCK HIM UP!
(McKane slides into the ring and whirls around into an indian style position as the spotlight follows him...and Sins runs out of the corner with a low dropkick to McKane’s bloodied forehead!)
JR Freeman: Sins on the attack!
Alfonso Banks: THAT’S what I was talking about! That’s the viciousness of Johnny Sins! This punk McKane doesn’t have a snowballs chance in Hell!
(Sins continues to put the boots to McKane as McKane hasn’t even been able to get his mask and his coat off yet. Sins postulates for the crowd a moment as McKane glares with murder in his eyes as he gets back up to a standing position taking off his mask as Sins walks over and tries to slap McKane’s now exposed face but Mack catches his hand and cracks his two middle fingers! Sins drops to his knees grabbing at his hand shaking it viciously trying to get the pain to subside as Mack slides his trenchcoat off cracking his neck. Sins recovers quickly and when Mack turns around he’s met with a running forearm smash into the corner! Sins runs to the perpendicular turnbuckle slamming himself into it and bouncing off to come back and hit ANOTHER forearm crash, and he repeats it one more time as he throws Mack dazed out of the corner and climbs the middle turnbuckle and when Mack turns around Sins hits him with a diving middle turnbuckle blockbuster! Sins sits indian style breathing heavily taking a moment to admire his handy work.)
JR Freeman: SINS IS EN FUEGO!!!
Alfonso Banks: I TOLD YOU! NO. CHANCE!!!
(Mack rolls over onto his side and we see something disturbing...he’s laughing. Sins hears him and turns his head with a murderous glare on his face as he makes eye contact with the still laughing Mack. Sins gracefully whips around and mounts Mack raining punishing right hands down on his face but Mack is able to cover up! Sins grabs his head and just starts brutally smashing it repeatedly into the mat losing his composure before smashing one last hard time and popping up pulling at his hair in anger. When he turns back around, he’s met with a hellacious superkick! Mack falls into the cover!
1…
KICKOUT!
(Mack sits up with his tongue hanging out of his mouth...he reaches back and grabs Sins head pulling him up with him hitting a couple of muay thai knees as Sins punches him in the gut repeatedly! Sins is free and runs into the ropes but on the recoil, Mack drops to his stomach shooting Sins over him rebounding into the opposite rope as Mack pops up and meets his momentum twisting around him with a VICIOUS slingblade!)
JR Freeman: The ever-fitting name for the ever-fitting master of the knife! WHAT a slingblade!
(Mack slides up to one knee as Sins slides over and rolls him up in a crucifix pin!)
1!
2!
KICKOUT!!!
(Mack rolls his body back forward locking Sins into a side headlock until he starts viciously biting his eyelid! Sins is SCREAMING in pain and thrashing for his life as McKane sinks his teeth deeper before releasing and spitting out whatever remained in his mouth! Sins works him up to a standing position and shoots him off into the ropes and when he rebounds, Sins slides behind him with a MASSIVE german suplex rolling backwards through back up to a standing position connecting it into a side russian legsweep! With the cover!)
1!
2!
THR-KICKOUT!!!
(Sins screams in frustration as he drags Mack back up to a kneeling position...the blood is pouring out of Mack’s forehead. Sins begins viciously slapping McKane in the face, screaming that Mack doesn’t belong here. He backs up looking like he’s going to go for a big move when Mack, from his knees, dripping blood...SMILES AT HIM AGAIN...AND DOUBLE FLIPS HIM OFF!
JR Freeman: MACK MCKANE WITH BRASH DEFIANCE!!! WHAT A STATEMENT! DON’T EVER QUESTION HIS TOUGHNESS...DON’T EVER QUESTION HIS HEART!!!
Alfonso Banks: STAY. DOWN. YOU PSYCHO!!!
(Sins goes for a spinning back kick but he whiffs and Mack pops up pushing him into the ropes! Mack follows him in and hits a HUGE running bicycle knee! Sins is dead on his feet as Mack paces like a feral tiger pointing at sins screaming “SHALL I!?” which is met with GREAT ovation by the rabid fans who have been heavily behind both men all match until Sins began screaming in his face! There have been multiple chants of “THIS IS AWESOME!” and “MACK! MACK! MACK! MC! KANE!” Mack rushes towards Sins who elbows him in the face staggering him back before kicking him in the stomach and putting his head between his legs before giving a cutthroat taunt to the audience.)
JR Freeman: Sins calling for it! Will we see Mack McKane pay for the Sins of the Flesh!?
Alfonso Banks: DO IT! FINISH HIM! FATALITY!!!
(Sins flips McKane over his shoulders locking him in a gory position reaching back looking to lock the head for the Sins of the Flesh but McKane rolls himself backwards back over Sins’ head hitting a massive O-Positive jumping DDT!)
JR Freeman: O-POSITIVE! SINS IS DONATING BLOOD ONE WAY OR THE OTHER!!!
(McKane crawls his way up to hang on the second rope as Sins crawls to the middle of the bottom rope resting his face on it as Mack sees his opportunity popping up and stomping on Sins’ calf causing him to scream as Mack quickly makes him bite the bottom rope and launches himself up and DOWN with the Ambien Alley!)
JR Freeman: OH MY GOD!!! OH MAMA MIA!!!
Alfonso Banks: THAT’S THE SICKEST THING I’VE EVER SEEN AND I’VE SEEN JORGE LOPEZ IN JUST A TOWEL!!!
(Sins flails around the ring grasping at his mouth, flopping like a fish out of water as he bounces over onto his knees massaging his jaw...and McKane is stalking him like a shark sensing blood in the water. Once more he screams “SHALL I!?” for the fans who roar in approval as they are hardcore violence fanatics and SOLIDLY behind the newcomer as Sins slowly works his way back up to a standing position...his left hand holding his jaw, his right arm stretched across his ribs holding them in pain as McKane slinks up behind, grabs the right hand, and spins him around into a CRIMSON RAINMAKER!!!)
JR Freeman: IT’S RAINING BLOOD FROM A LACERATED SKY WITH THAT CRIMSON RAINMAKER!!!
Alfonso Banks: NO!!!
(Mack confidently slides into the cover as he bobs his head with each count!)
1!
2!
...3!!!
(Mack slowly climbs to his feet as the referee takes his hand and raises it HIGH in the air as he runs his free hand through his hair before running his hand through the blood from his forehead and smearing his entire face with it sticking his tongue out like a crazed madman for the fans.)
JR Freeman: THINGS WILL NEVER BE THE SAME...NOW THAT MACKIE’S BACK IN TOWN!!!!
Alfonso Banks: MMKAY!
(Mack taunts for the fans as “Hells Bells” by AC/DC blares and we cut to the next segment.)
WINNER= MACK MCKANE
(The scene fades in, as we hear creepy carnival music playing form an organ, and we walk through a dimly lit carnival tent packed full, standing room only, of clowns. There are clowns of various types. You’ve got your “kid friendly” clowns, your “scary” clowns, even a few mimes in there as well. The creepy music begins to intensify, until suddenly the screen cuts to black, as we hear the sinister cackle of the reverend Synister, and the following image fades onto the screen…)
(The demonic face disappears from the screen, as we return to the carnival tent, though this time, the scene is very different. As the camera pans across the scene, we see the clowns are laid out on the ground, motionless, void of life. We hear the maniacal laughter of Reverend Synister, as the camera focuses on the figure standing in the middle of the scene, wearing all black. The figure takes off the gas mask, revealing it to be Daniel Russow, with a sneer on his face, before the scene cuts to black once more, as a distorted version of “Revolution Man” by The Union Underground plays over. The screen flashes with the image of the demonic smile from earlier, before we return to the arena.)
JR Freeman:...okay, what in the blue hell was that about?
Alf: I honestly have no idea. That was dark, though.
JR Freeman: That was screwed up is what it was! We haven’t seen or really heard from Daniel Russow since Destiny, and now he shows up...like..that?
Alf: I honestly don’t know what to say.
Collateral Damage Championship Match - Cage Match
Dillon Crowe (C) v Heather Haze
Meg Reynolds: The Following Contest is a Steel Cage match for the PWS Apex Collateral Damage Championship...
Meg Reynolds: The Following Contest is a Steel Cage match for the PWS Apex Collateral Damage Championship...
(The arena goes dark as the opening chords of Willa Ford's "I Wanna Be Bad" blasts out of the speakers. Bright neon lights flash out from the ramp, and the words "The Bad Girl" flash across the screen, as Heather Haze strides out to a mixed reaction from the gathered crowd. She smiles as her theme music continues to bump out of the P.A. She strikes a seductive pose for a moment, then dances a little to the music, shaking her hips to wolf-whistles from the crowd and smiling, before making her way slowly to the ring.)
Meg Reynolds: Introducing first the challenger from San Fernando Valley, California...She is “The Bad Girl” Heather Haze!!
(She then sprints the last few feet and baseball slides into the ring, coming up into a quick predatory crouch, her eyes locked on the fans. She then arches her back as she pushes her ample breasts outward and throws her head back in an orgasmic fashion, making the men in the audience shouted with cat calls and whistles as the music fades.)
Alf: This should be an interesting match. Heather Haze gets her first PWS APEX title shot.
JR: And it's in a cage match, none the less. I hope she doesnt' get too disfigured!
(The opening sounds of "Lux Aeterna" begin to softly play on the sound system, before the song hits, and the guitar blares. Dillon Crowe slowly makes his way out onto the stage, wearing his trademark sleeveless leather jacket and white trunks. The Collateral Damage Title wrapped around his waist)
Meg Reynolds: Now making his way to the ring, He is the Collateral Damage Champion from New Orleans, Louisiana, Dillon Crowe!
(The fans boo as Crowe methodically makes his way to the ring and slides in. He takes the title belt off and looks directly at Heather while he took his jacket off.)
(The cage starts to lower around the ring, as the referee checks both for weapons.)
Alf: I must say, I am slightly concerned what Dillon could do to Heather in that cage tonight.
JR: I have to agree with you. He's a bit unstable. I mean look what he did to win that title... That tells you all you need to know
Alf: This is Heather's ultimate test so far in PWS APEX. Does she have what it takes?
JR: We are about to find out!
(One the cage is secured around the ring, the bell sounds as the cage door closes. Dillon licks his lips, as he starts to circle the ring with Heather trying to keep her distance at first before she finally goes in for a tie up but she gets a cheap shot in with her elbow to his jaw. She kicks him in the gut and goes to throw him into the cage but his size allows him to stop her in the momentum and he slammed her to the ground by her hair. He kicks her in the chest, then looks out to the fans, as boos rain in from the crowd.)
Alf: The fans are clearly against Dillon.
JR: Can ya blame him... you don't mistreat a female chest like that!
(Dillon picks her up from the ground and slaps her in the face while holding her by her hair. He drags her to the corner and goes to slam her face first into the turnbuckle but Heather gets her foot up and blocks the it. She breaks away from Crowe’s grip on her hair and grabs him around the waist and slams him with a belly to belly suplex. She climbs up mounting him, as she starts to wail on him with left and rights.)
(Haze gets to her feet, pulling Crowe up to a seated position as she goes to rebound off the ropes looking for a shining wizard but Dillon catches her up in the powerbomb position. He lifts her up but she slips away falling behind him on her feet. She turns him around and kicks him in the gut, she then goes for a ddt but Crowe sends her up and into the side of the cage with a back body drop.)
JR: And Heather just lost early control of the match. She had Dillon right where she wanted him.
Alf: But it's still far from over!
(Haze is holding the bottom rope after hitting the side of the cage. Crowe grabs her feet and pulls her out and up into the air slamming her down on the mat. Dillon steps over her and looks up at the top of the cage, but elects to go for the door. The door is opened up by the referee on the outside, but as Crowe reaches the door. He looks back to see Heather Haze getting back on her feet. Crowe slams the door shut and walks back over to Heather, who starts right in on him with lefts and rights, as he just grabs her by the hair. She wasted no time in kicking Dillon in his testicles...as the entire arena reacts)
Alf: OUCH!
JR: YOU DONT DO THAT!
Alf: That's just... ouch!
(She then slaps him as hard as she can across the face before throwing him face first into the cage. She runs his face across the cage before slamming him face first into the turnbuckle. Dillon falls to the apron, Heather doesn’t waste time and starts to climb up the side of the cage. She wasn’t too far up the side, when Crowe had her by her feet and was meeting her on the side of the cage. He slammed her head into the top of the cage. She nearly falls but catches herself. Dillon was straddling the top of the cage, he reached down grabbing her by her hair and pulled her up to the top of the cage.)
Alf: Oh dear sweet jesus... some one is going to break their neck!
JR: I... I can't watch this...
(Dillon climbed to the top of the cage, as he pulled Heather up to her feet. The two competitors began to share lefts and rights each teetering from the blows.)
JR: Is it over yet? I can't...
Alf: Uh... I think we need to move... this... is going to go badly!
(The commentary team abandoned the tables, as Haze and Dillon continued to fight at the top of the cage. Dillon raked her eyes, then kicked her knee out from under her. He then went to throw her from the top of the cage into the ring but she threw herself into him and both of them went through the announcers table below. The bell sounded, as the referee team debated over who hit first.)
(After some debate, the senior official walked over to Meg Reynolds. He points to Heather Haze then takes the title, the arena is on their feet, while Meg made the announcement…)
Meg Reynolds: Senior Officials have declared that Heather Haze’s feet hit the ground first, after going through the table...therefore, You’re Winner….and NEW COLLATERAL DAMAGE CHAMPION!!! HEATHER HAZE!!
(Replays begin to show Heather’s feet hitting before Dillon’s feet. Back at Ringside Heather Haze has been handed her Title belt. The arena is on their feet celebrating, as the cat calls and whistling can be heard. She climbs into the ring now that the cage has lifted. She celebrates with the fans, every now and then showing some grimace of pain following the fall of the top of the cage.)
Alf: HOLY SHIT!
JR: That was a close call! Heather sacrificed herself and could have killed them both...
Alf: She knew it was her only chance... and it worked out in her favor.
JR: And now... our table is broken. Great.
WINNER= HEATHER HAZE
(Scene switches to the back as we are in the office of Star Stormz, where she is currently on her phone. Miles Kasey walks in with his United Title on his shoulder looking a bit agitated. He appears to be holding a letter. Star sees this and quick ends her conversation.)
Miles: Hey, sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you.
Star: It’s alright, is everything ok?
Miles: Not really. Perhaps you can tell me what the hell is going on around here?
Star: Well, we’re about to determine who you’re defending that belt against.
Miles: No! Not that, I’m talking about this!
(Miles held up the letter he came in with.)
Miles: This! Some bloody plank has been leaving these for me! This isn’t the first one either.
(Star takes the letters and read them. She puts them down and looks at him with a serious face.)
Star: Seems like some one is trying to get in your head. I mean, you are quite hot right now. You’re a champ. It comes with title.
Miles: Oh come on Star, this seems like a little more than fan mail. Why make them from magazine letters?
(Star nodded)
Star: I see what you mean. It could just be some one trying to mess with ya, or it could be something else. Well I’ll tell you what Mr. Kasey, if you get another or anything else weird happens, come directly to me. We’ll make sure that it will be looked into thoroughly.
Miles: That’s all I ask. Thank you Ms. Stormz.
Star: Do you want me to post an extra security at your locker room, or have one of Mihal's guys escort you to your vehicle tonight... ya know... just in case?
Miles: Thanks, but no thanks. I can handle that on my own. Save those guys for Bella since it's obvious that tosser Malachi can't do shit.
Star: Offer remains if anything changes.
Miles: Much appreciated. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a contenders match to go watch.
(He nodded towards Star and left her office.)
David Shane v Levi Russow
Meg Reynolds: The Following Contest is scheduled for One Fall...
Alf: From what i'm hearing...it sounds like this match is going to go under the No Holds Barred rules…
JR: David has to be losing it...I still remember what happened the last time these two stood face to face in this ring...Levi busted him open like an egg.
Alf: He has to know what he’s getting himself into here.
(The lights kick out in the arena as the opening guitar strums accompanied by the stomps and claps of "God's Gonna Cut You Down" by Johnny Cash starts playing as a single, diminished spotlight suddenly flashes down on the entrance ramp as a wild looking Levi Russow stands holding his head rocking it back and forth,)
Meg Reynolds: Introducing first from Manhattan, New York...The ICEMAN LEVIIII RUSSOOOW!!
(as the light cuts out then shines down halfway to the ramp where Levi now stands looking like he's about to murder somebody as the light kicks out again. The light finally shines down on the middle of the ring where Levi Russow sits criss cross, his mouth quietly speaking rapidly shifting his withering glare back and forth.)
(The arena was on their feet, when the music shifted to “Adrenaline”)
Meg Reynolds: and his opponent, From Boston Massachusetts...He is the Owner and CEO of PWS Apex...DAVID SHANNNNE!
(David had come from the back, and stood at the top of the ramp. His glare didn't leave Levi Russow. He walked to ringside then turned his attention to the fans slapping hands as he ran around ring side, he then climbed up onto the apron before climbing into the ring and stepping back into his corner. The referee tells them both to get to their corners.)
Alf: The tension is so thick...
JR: You an really feel the hatred coming from Levi. He absolutely hates both Star and David. And this is his chance to act on it.
(The Arena is on their feet, as David and Levi stand across from each other. The referee is keeping them in their corners, as the arena is explosive with cheers.)
(Once the bell sounds the Referee steps out of their way as the two men lock up in the center of the ring. David goes dirty spitting in Levi’s face, the lock up is broken. Levi steps back wiping the spit from his face with a smile replacing it. David kicking Levi’s knee out from under him, he spins around quickly and sends the Iceman to the mat with a solid discus clothesline. David goes to the ropes and waits for Levi to get up to his knees before running in with a knee to Levi’s face. Russow is back to the mat before rolling out of the ring to catch himself.)
JR: Levi did the only thing he could in that situation... get out of dodge!
Alf: He's plotting. I can see it on his face. I don't think David is going to walk out of here on his own accord tonight.
(David stands in the center of the ring before going to the outside behind Levi. David starts to walk around the ring towards Levi but rolls back into the ring and waits. Levi takes his time heading up the ring steps getting back into the ring. David holds the top rope walking along the ring before once more him and Levi go at it again in the center of the ring. This time trading lefts and rights. Levi begins to gain the upper hand pushing David back into the corner.)
(Levi starts drilling Elbow after elbow into the side of David’s head. David is eventually driven down to the mat with his arms up defending himself, while levi is stomping down on him. Levi takes a few steps back looking to ram his knee into the temple of David, but he laid down on the mat, as Levi’s knee collided with the turnbuckle. David got up quickly to his feet gripped Levi around the waist and turned him back to the turnbuckle and proceeded to german suplex him neck first into the turnbuckle. Levi’s body falling from the ring after the impact. The crowd now on their feet, as David Shane is on his feet outside the ring.)
JR: David Shane is in complete control right now.
Alf: But I know Levi... he is biding his time... lulling David into a false sense of security and hope
JR: And David is emotional and falling right for it.
(David slowly walks ringside, the fans reaching out to him. He stops and pulls a baseball bat from under the ring. Levi was up to his feet when David hit him in the gut with the rounded top of the baseball bat. David swung down over the back of Levi before he threw the bat down. He picked the Russow up by his hair…)
David: Who the hell do you think you are? Threatening my family...
(David throws his head back down then kicks Levi hard in the ribs…multiple times before the referee backed him off. The referee went to check on Russow, when David ran up behind him and threw the referee to the side. He pulled Russow up and threw him hard into the steel steps. Levi rolled over to the barricade. David picked him up and delivered a solid chop across his chest. However Levi came back from the chop with a vicious headbutt to the right side of David’s face. Levi began to fight back. He threw David into the ring apron, then ran him face first into the ring post. David fell to the ground as Russow held his ribs, showing that David had done some work on him.)
Alf: The beginning of the end. I have every confidence in the world in David. But Levi is out for blood.
JR: This is about to go south... fast...
(Levi smirked a bit as he reached down and grabbed David by the hair, lifting him to his feet. David was a bit dazed and Levi bounced off the ropes behind him, and clotheslined David to the ground. He dropped down for a pin, but then stood up and shook his head.)
Levi: Not gonna let you off so easy, Shane.
(David was pulling himself up, a visible cut on his forehead with the blood slowly starting to come out. Levi ran in and drop kicked David's face into the ring post once again. Levi sat up from the floor and crossed his legs looking at the now motionless body of David Shane laying ringside and he smiled. The referee checked on David before calling for help, as the fans booed the medical team ran down to ringside. David was trying to pull himself but they laid him on his back.)
JR: Told ya.
Alf: That went south FAST. But if I know David... he isn't going to let this end that way.
(David continued to fight the medical staff away, getting himself up to his knee and finally to his feet as the staff tried to talk him into the back. David pushed them out of his way, He charged at Levi, who threw him into the ring. David rolled into the center of the ring, he was clearly concussed as he stumbled back to his feet, dazed look in his eyes.)
Alf: This is not a good idea...
JR: He's going to kill himself...
(Levi climbed up onto the apron, then into the ring. Once more the two men locked up in the center of the ring. Levi looking to have control, forcing David to his knees. David broke the hold by Levi picking him up and bringing him back down with an atomic drop. David quickly stood up and superkicked Levi. David played to the crowd for just a moment showing his was okay before going for the quick pin.)
1…
2.
(It was barely a two count, Levi getting his shoulder up.)
JR: David doesn't have much left in the tank...
Alf: And he will go down fighting. Levi hasn't taken nearly as much abuse...
(David doesn’t stop, as he is back up and at the ropes coming back at Levi going for the End Cycle but Russow moves out of the way gets to his feet and bulldogs David face first to the mat. Russow gets him into a front face lock bringing David up to his feet, then throws him into the ropes. As he rebounds, Levi goes for another clotheslines, but David ducks and bounces back again. Levi turns quickly and David is met with a dropkick right to the face! David crumbles to the ground! Levi smirks as he picks David up and drops him with a "Syn with a Grin". David lay motionless in the ring, and Levi makes no attempt at a pin.)
Alf: This is just brutal! Levi could pin David RIGHT NOW and end this.
JR: But he doesn't want to. He's having fun. It's like Levi is a cat and David is a mouse... if Levi kills the mouse, he'll have nothing to play with.
(David uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet. Levi sees this and rubs his hands together before grabbing David and sending him into the ropes once more. David comes back at Russow dodging the attempted knee strike, stopping his momentum to deliver a code breaker to the back of the Iceman. David floats over and goes for another pin.)
1…
2…
(Russow gets his arm up. David rolls off sitting down talking with the ref, before standing himself up. The cut on his forehead bleeding even more now, as he grabs Levi by his hand and drags him to the turnbuckle and throws him into the corner. David picks Russow up to the top turnbuckle. Russow begins to kick David back, only getting him to back off after yet another vicious headbutt directly to the right eye.)
Alf: That's gonna leave a mark
(David is close to the center of the ring, as Levi comes off the middle rope with a double axe handle. Levi mounts David on the ground and starts to drive his right hand down on the cut on David’s head. David using his legs bridges himself enough to roll over getting Russow’s shoulders on the mat for a count.)
1..
(Levi kicks out, as David rolls out of the ring to try to regain some energy.)
JR: David just needs to give up. Levi isn't going to let himself be pinned by David...
Alf: But David is going to do everything in his power to fight back against the man who threatened his family.
(David has thrown up the ring apron and is now pulling chairs and a kendo stick out from under the ring. Levi had slide under the ropes and walked around he kicked David in the ribs. David let go of the kendo stick, he had. As Levi pulled a table from under the ring, he laid it against the ring barricade. David had rolled inside the ring and grabbed the Kendo stick, waiting for Levi. Levi slid in the ring and stood toe to toe with David.)
Alf: Uh oh...
(David swung the kendo stick, but Levi caught it in his hands and ripped it from David's grasp. He then wasted no time smacking David right across the head with it! David, stunned, fell backwards into the ropes, holding on for dear life. Levi grinned and laughed as he proceeded to entangle David's arms between the top and bottom ropes, rendering him unable to break free with his chest wide open.)
JR: What a sick, sadistic bastard!
(Levi then took the kendo stick and proceeded to take turns alternating which side of David he cracked with it! First the left side, then the right, and repeat! Welts began to form on David's sides as he screamed out in pain.)
Levi: YOU DESERVE THIS!
(Levi took one more crack over David's face, and David slumped down. He was able to free himself from the ropes and he slumped to the mat. Medical personnel check on David, who is very out of it but demands the match continue.)
Alf: David is a glutton for punishment.
(Levi walked over and kicked David over onto his back, then struck him quickly across the chest twice with the stick. Levi strikes him one more time across his face, David rolls over holding his face. While Levi threw the Kendo down and picked up the steel chair. David had managed to use the ropes to get to his feet, and was on his feet near the barricade with blood coming down as the welt formed. The crowd members in front of him tried to touch him. Levi had the chair in hand as David’s back was too him, Levi lifted up the chair and went for the hit but David had managed to superkick the steel chair back into Levi’s face.)
Alf: David isn't done fighting back!
(The Iceman was rocked back, but the damage was done by David. Levi Russow was now bleeding...and the crowd was celebrating the blood. David wasn’t the steadiest at this moment, having dropped to his knees following the superkick. Levi regained his composure and came down with a solid and vicious chair shot across the back of David, Flattening him out.)
(Levi threw David back into the ring, he looked down at the blood on his hands. He wiped his hands off onto his chest then slide up to the ring apron. He walked along the sides, watching as David was slowly getting back up to his feet. David turns as Levi springboards off the top rope going for the Avalanche Crash. Dead center of the ring, Levi floats over going for the pin.)
Alf: Seems Levi has had his fun and is ready to finish David.
1…
2…
3?
Alf: HOW ON EARTH DID DAVID KICK OUT OF THAT?
(David kicks out with as much force as he can muster, as Levi jumps back up to his feet. Once David is sitting up on one knee, Levi runs and drives both knees into his face like a car crash from out of nowhere. Levi catches himself on the ropes and goes for the top rope. He watches for just a moment then goes for a double down stomp on to the chest of David, but He rolled out of the way and grabbed Russow by his trunks look for a quick pin.)
1…
2..
Alf: That was an act of desperation.
JR: I agree. I don't think David even knows where he is right now
(Only managing to get a two count, David met Levi back on his feet. The two titans standing face to bloody face. Levi gave David the middle finger before the two locked up once more but they both began to deliver punches and strikes. Levi managing to back david into the ropes enough that he goes to throw him to the other side but david powers through spinning around Levi hitting the near ropes and short armed body shot to the midsection of Levi, David springboards up and goes for the End Cycle on a standing Russow, who instead caught David going for a powerbomb but instead is thrown with a headscissors out to the ring apron.)
(Russow was back up to his feet, As David and joined him from inside the ring at the ropes. The two men still throwing face and body shots. As the crowd got louder Levi manages to get a solid headbutt to the right eye of David. David blinded in his right eye now, is grabbed by Russow and pulled over onto the apron. Russow grabs him and suplexes him down on the on the hardest part of the ring.)
Alf: JUST END IT ALREADY!
JR: Holy... shit... this is brutal!!!
(Levi sat on the arena floor following the suplex with David’s body laying on and dangling from the apron. Levi grabs his arm and pulls him to the floor, as David laid barely moving. Levi watched, while David tried to get up to his feet only to see him collapse back to his knees. He crawled to the barricade, using it to get up to his feet. Levi pulled himself up to his feet. He walked over and shoved David back down to the floor, but he got up using the barricade once more.)
(Levi throws David into the ring this time. He picks up the table and slides it into the ring. Levi climbs onto the apron, looking and watching David before he climbs into the ring. He picked David up and throws him into the opposite corner coming in with a double knee to his face and chest. David slides down to the bottom rope, while Levi grabs the table and sets it up near the corner.)
JR: This is bad... this is really ... really... bad
(Levi lifts David up putting him to the top rope sitting on the turnbuckle. Levi slapped David across the face, then climbed up and hit him with The 187 through the table. Levi climbed up onto the rubble of the table and pinned David.)
1…
2…
3…
(The bell sounds, as the arena filled with boos, Levi rolled to the ropes and leaned into them from a seated position before rolling out of the ring. David laid in the rubble of the table before the referee helped him to his feet. David walked towards the ropes and watched Levi heading up the ramp. Russow turned at the top of the ramp and stared at David holding himself up on the ropes. Both men a bloodied mess.)
JR: That was just... bad.
Alf: David is going to be in a lot of pain for a long time.
(Russow turned and walked into the back, while David sat on the apron while medical staff looked him over.)
WINNER= LEVI RUSSOW
(The cameras cut to the back where an exhausted Johnny Sins is leaning against the wall. He looks at the letter he was handed earlier.)
Johnny Sins: They said to read it after my match... what the hell.
(He shrugged as he opened the envelope and read the letter. His jaw dropped.)
Johnny Sins: NO FUCKING WAY
(He looked like he was going to be sick as he rushed towards the parking lot.)
United Title Contenders Match
Alanah O'Connell v Cynthia Hellsing
Meg Reynolds: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the number one contendership for the PWS Apex United Championship...Introducing first…From Waterford, Ireland...Alanah O’Connell
(The Opening of Nikki Yanofsky’s “Something New” began to play across the arena speakers as Alanah O’Connell runs out to the stage, stopping and smiling out at the crowd. Doing a little twirl at the top of the ramp, she begins to make her way to the ring, slapping hands with as many fans as she can reach. When she reaches the ring, she climbs up the steps and into the ring, smiling and waving out at the crowd as her music fades away.)
Meg Reynolds: And her Opponent...From Waco, Texas...She is Cynthia Hellsing…
(Search lights flash around the ring as the opening of her intro plays in the arena. Once the rocker scream sounds, the spotlight shines on Cynthia standing at the entrance. She is seen bouncing to the beat of her music with her a demented smile on her face. Her ring jacket is clad with various anime buttons. She walks to the ring holding a body pillow with image of a shirtless anime male character on it. She walks down to the ring clutching the pillow. When she reaches the ring, she walks around and gives the pillow to the timekeeper. She rolls under the bottom rope and crawl to camera side rope and smiles.)
Alf: Cynthia is very mentally unstable... If I was Alanah, I'd be worried.
JR: Cynthia has come close to winning the title once... and I am sure she wants it again. I hope Alanah is ready for her.
(Once both competitors are checked for weapons by the referee the bell sounds and both lock up in the center of the ring. They both fight for control but have to break off as neither could get full control. The crowd is chanting back and forth for both competitors as they once again tie up in the center of the ring.)
(This time Cynthia manages to push Alanah back into the corner, where the referee backs her up. Alanah kicks Cynthia in the right knee getting enough time to hit her with a snap suplex into a float over pin.)
1…
(Cynthia kicks out, and both women are on their feet in the center of the ring.)
(They again go for the tie up but Alanah floats under and locks her arms around Cynthia’s waist. Cynthia reaches back getting her in a headlock. Going for the ropes locking for a springboard bulldog, but Alanah just throws her out of the ring and on to the apron.)
(Alanah clubs her in the back of the head then rings her neck over the top ropes causing her to face plant to the floor below.)
JR: OUCH!
Alf: That's gonna sting!
(Alanah gets out of the ring, and goes on the attack. Picking Cynthia up and throwing her into the ring apron before sliding her back into the ring. The referee gets to a 5 count before both competitors are back in the ring. Alanah puts Cynthia into a front headlock on the mat, as the referee begins to check the hold.)
(Alanah starts to put her knee into Cynthia’s back after switching to rear naked choke. The referee continues to check if Cynthia is wanting to quit Alanah gets to her feet keeping the hold locked in when she jumps over with a floating cutter, wringing hard on Cynthia’s neck. She quickly scoops her up into a pin.)
1…
2..
(Cynthia barely gets the kick out on the two count.)
JR: So close!
(Alanah seems a bit frustrated as she steps back for just a moment allowing Cynthia to get to her feet. She walks over grabbing Cynthia by the back of her head gaining the control then throwing her across the ring into the ropes. She goes for a clothesline but Cynthia ducks the attempt and rebounds back at her with a Lou Prez Press, then starts to hammer down rights to the face of Alanah.)
(Cynthia takes the momentum and begins to go for body slam then runs to the ropes and comes down with a running forearm smash across the chest of Alanah. She begins to pound on her chest as she runs around the ring. She waits as Alanah stands to her feet, Cynthia slips behind her setting up a full nelson buster.)
(She lifts Alanah up looking for the slam, but Alanah manages to slip free and kicks Cynthia in the gut, then sets her up for a suplex but underhooks the right thigh and lifts her up going for the near perfect “Irish Rose” in the center of the ring. She hooks the pin.)
1…
2…
3...NO!
(Cynthia barely kicks out in times. She fights herself away from Alanah and slides out of the ring. Slamming her first on the ring apron before throwing over the steel ring steps. She then calms herself down and smiles, before rolling back into the ring. Cynthia and Alanah lock up one more time. This time Alanah seems in control, as she gets Cynthia down to the mat with a kick to her left knee. She maneuvers around locking Cynthia in “The Sweet Escape”)
Alf: THIS COULD BE IT!
JR: Can she hold on long enough???
(Cynthia screamed in pain, as she stretches out trying to get even a finger to the bottom rope. She has no other choice but the tap out. As Alanah instantly releases the hold.)
Meg Reynolds: Your Winner by Submission and NEW United Title Contender Alanah O’Connell
(Alanah smiles as her arm is raids in the center of the ring by the referee.)
Alf: Well done! At Center Stage we will see Alanah O'Connell challenge United Champion Miles Kasey!
JR: That will be a hell of a match, no doubt!
WINNER= ALANAH O'CONNELL
Scene switches to the backstage area where we Alanah O’Connell making her way from the gorilla position following her victory. Jack Russow and Mack McKane wait with utter excitement on their faces as Jack scoops Alanah up in a big hug and they make a fuss over her until...we hear a slow clap begin...stepping out from around the corner, title shimmering in the faded lights...approaches Miles Kasey. Hood pulled over his eyes, he doesn’t even try to look at his next opponent as he walks up to her facing straight ahead.
Milo Kasey: ...well done love...but now comes the REAL fight. Plenty of time to prepare yourself too.
Mack McKane: Mate, let the girl celebrate...she’ll deal with you in kind, savvy?
Milo Kasey: Oh I mean nothing horrible by it, Mack. You should know by now, I have nothing but respect for the youngest of the O’Connell’s. Hell, it took a lot of courage, as is, to stand up the very man that gave you the tools you needed to not only win that match just now but now you have a chance at the United Championship. And don’t worry love....I’ll take it easy on you.
Jack Russow swaggers forward and squares up with Milo...their past history taken into account, they share a tense moment as Jack stands directly in front of Milo, making him acknowledge him.
Jack Russow: Let’s get one thing straight...you and I started off on the wrong foot. But you have earned my respect, for whatever it’s worth. You turned out to be maybe the best in our class, and you’ve been a Hell of a champion. But Alanah? Alanah’s different. ALL of the trainers took a shine to that girl. She is the best of the best of us...so go ahead and take it easy on her. See how well that works for you.
Jack turns and walks back over to Alanah putting his arm around her and kissing her on the head as she kinda blushes. But when her gaze travels back to Milo, it turns into a focused, laser-like intensity as she steps away from Jack and looks up to Milo, who towers over the petite Irishwoman.
Alanah O’Connell: When I was in training, all I heard about was how you were going to be the future of the business. Everyone in my class was training to one day live up to the level that the trainers put you on. But me? I trained for a moment like this. Two of the best students finally squaring off. The fact that there’s a championship on the line is just icing on the cake. I’m looking forward to our match, and my title win.
With a little sassy smirk, she stepped back into Jack’s arms. Miles steps back and just has to nod at the young lady.
Miles Kasey: Good on you, love. I very much look forward to this opportunity. The fact that you want a real true shot at MY United Championship, well...bring it on, lil one.
And with that Miles steps back some more and nods to Mack and Jack before turning on his heels and begins whistling as he walks away.
Gracie Lopez v Bella Madison
Arena goes dark as the ominous tones of New Years Day’s “Shut up” begins to blare.)
“Twisted and dirty
Think that you know me
That you control me
Have it figured it out
Boy I'm not breaking
Better get praying
You need the saving
To keep you devout”
(The entrance lights up as does the video screen that shows, climbing up a set of stairs we see with each step taken a different footwear. Saddle shoes followed by heels followed by Chuck Taylors followed by a pair of wrestling shoes with kickpads.)
“I told you once
I told you twice
I can't be tricked
Can't be hypnotized
You tell me I'm pretty when
I'm sitting here in silence”
(The roar comes over the sound system as we see Bella standing on top of the entrance. She stands wearing her wrestling gear along with an updated version of her mom’s old ring jacket with the hood up and starts making her way to the ring.)
“Don't try and tell me what a girl wants
Shut up and give it to me
You got the picture painted all wrong
No, I won't be your masterpiece
Don't feed me lies
I'll chew them up and spit em out
Don't try and tell me what a girl wants
Shut up and give it to me”
(Towards the end of the chorus she hops up on the ring side and climbs to the second rope, drops the hood of the jacket with a smirk and a wink as the song fades out.)
Meg Reynolds: : The following back is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from New York City, Bella Madison!
Jr Freeman: I wonder how it feels for Bella to be facing her best friend in only her second match in?
Alf: Rough I bet. She’s going to have to get over it and pretend that they’re not friends, and just put on a show.
Jr Freeman: Do you know why Mal at ringside for this match?
(The camera's catch him just looking around making sure nothing is going to spoil this match.)
Alf: I think he's looking for something or someone.
Jr Freeman: Dark carnival?
Alf: Could be!
(The lights in the arena go out, as “Rotting in vain” starts to blare throughout the arena. Pyro shoots from the stage, a few seconds later after the pyro did that, Gracie steps on stage and looks around the crowd, and starts to walk down the ramp, she slaps hands with the people along the ramp before she gets to the ring. She climbs the steps and gets into the ring with a focused look on her face, she jumps on the second rope on the near side of the ring and raises her arms and fists in the air before jumping down.)
Meg Reynolds: From San Diego Californa, Gracie Lopez!
Jr Freeman: I can’t wait to see how she rebounds from her recent string of loses.
Alf: She says she doesn’t care about them, but at the same time… you have to be. But she’s too talented to let them affect her too much though.
Jr Freeman: Plus, she’s been under this pressure that Bella is under, facing a friend or family.
Alf: She is, the match she had with Jenn before was wild, hopefully, this one is just like that one.
(The bell rings for the match, Gracie and Bella shake hands before they circle around each other. They lock up! Bella gets the early control on Gracie, she backs Gracie up into the corner and chops her across the chest.)
JR Freeman: How can you keep a high flyer like Gracie down?
Alf: Not like that, chops don’t do anything. Look at her, Bella chopped her, and she’s waving it off like a mosquito.
(Bella stays on the attack, she’s trying to find a way to keep the faster girl caged. But, Gracie chops Bella across the chest, enough for it to echo over the dueling crowd chants that are happening. The crowd ooh’s and aw’s after that chop across the chest. The chop was hard enough to leave Gracie’ handprint on her chest. Bella looked at her chest, before looking at Gracie. Gracie shrugs with a sly smile across her face. Bella nods her head.)
Jr Freeman: Gracie got the best of that!
Alf: Her handprint is on Bella! I think Bella knows that Gracie isn’t going to take it easy on her. The girls lock up again, Bella grabs Gracie by her head and flips her over with a headlock takedown. Gracie is on her back, and Bella has her grounded, just like she wanted to do. Gracie uses her long legs to her advantage and wraps them around Bella’s head to escape, and does. Both girls are on their feet now, Bella charges towards Gracie, which isn’t the smartest thing to do, Gracie sweeps Bella’s feet out from under her, and goes for a quick pin.)
1……
2…….
(Bella kicks out at the count of 2. After the count.)
JR Freeman: I think Gracie knows what she’s doing with that early pin.
Alf: Something tells me you’re right. She wanted to see what Bella would do with a pinfall from nowhere.
(After the pinfall, both girls are back up on their feet. Bella walks towards Gracie grabbing her arm. She throws Gracie into the ropes, but Gracie onto the 2nd rope, and hits a springboard kick on Bella. This sends Bella to the outside of the ring. Gracie quickly runs the ropes and dives through the ropes for a suicide dive. Bella crashes back first into the barricade while Gracie gets up on her feet.)
Alf: This is what Bella needs to watch out for. Any part of that ring works in Gracie’s advantage.
JR Freeman: I’m sure Bella can adjust as the match moves on.
(Gracie throws Bella back into the ring, Gracie climbs to the apron before leaping to the top rope, she hits a springboard, Swanton! She goes for the pin.)
1……
2……
(Bella gets her shoulder up, Gracie nods before she rolls off of her. She stays on the attack, She picks up Bella, shoving her into the corner turnbuckles. Gracie charges towards Bella, but she throws her foot up, Gracie runs into the boot. Bella runs towards her and hits a head scissors takedown on Gracie. Bella stays on the attack, she doesn’t let Gracie get up, she keeps her grounded.)
Alf: Bella is doing a good job at keeping Gracie grounded now. If she wants to win this match, this how it’s going to be done.
JR Freeman: I have a feeling that both sets of parents are watching their kids tonight, and they probably have a huge smile on their faces. I bet nerves are part of it as well.
Alf: They have to be!
(Bella stays on top of Gracie for a bit longer but it doesn’t take long for Gracie to get back into the match. Both girls fight back and forth with each other. As the match goes on, the pace starts to pick up between the two of them because Gracie is back into the match, but when she is, Bella is there to block any momentum Gracie may have.)
Alf: Man! This match is good!
Jr Freeman: How else would it between these 2? Sloppy?
Alf: Slappy? He’s an evil man.
JR Freeman: SLOPPY!
(Gracie goes for a springboard uppercut but she gets taken out by a dropkick by Bella! Bella sees Gracie isn’t moving and decides to climb up to the top rope. Bella leaps into the air and hits the Second Gen! She goes for the cover.)
1………
2………….
3?
(No, Gracie slips her shoulder up just before the ref slaps the mat for a 3 count, 2.99. We see Mal, who's at ringside showing emotion because he thought Bella had the match won.)
Jr Freeman: OH my!
Alf: Bella thought she had her! But Gracie resilient as ever kicked out at the very last second.
(Bella shakes her head, she gets up off the mat grabbing Gracie while doing so, she motions that the match is over but Gracie shoves her back and connects with a superkick! Gracie crawls to the ropes to the outside of them, Gracie leaps to the top rope, she hits her vision of the springboard 450, it’s called the Grace and Style!)
1………
2……….
3?
NO!
2.99
(Bella kicked out much like Gracie did, at the last millisecond. Both girls lay there on the mat catching their breath after this back and forth, stiff match. The crowd is cheering for both of them. Mal keeps roaming around the ringside area, he's keeping far away from the action as possible, but he's keeping a look out for something else too.)
Jr Freeman: Mannnnn! That was close as well!
Alf: Listen to DC, they’re loving this match.
(Bella is first to her feet, She goes to the top rope again, but Gracie catches her and hits a Spanish fly off the top rope! Both women are down again, Gracie starts to crawl for the cover that is until the lights go out.)
Jr Freeman: What the hell?
Alf: Nannersssss!
Jr Freeman: I know our “wonderful” president has that waste of time parade, maybe that’s what blew the fuse
(The lights turn back on and we see freaks and weirdos around the ring. Mal who had been at ringside the entire match quickly rolls into the ring, and he’s already looking for a fight. Bella, looks around, she’s also squared up. Gracie, she doesn’t know what to make of it, shrugs her shoulders and joins them.)
JR Freeman: You see the side of that one guy!? He has to be over 7 foot tall!
Alf: Why are these freaks out though!? I know it’s the 4th of July, but this is out of hand!
(Some of the freaks enter the ring, along with the big man who’s over 7’. Mal and Bella start to fight them off. One of those freaks try to attack Gracie from behind but she catches him. A big brawl breaks out between everyone. Gracie )
Jr Freeman: look at them go! I can’t believe Gracie helping them.
Alf: Well, to be fair they attacked her first, so she has to defend herself.
(It’s a all-out war between everyone! It doesn’t take long before the security and the backstage personnel to come out and break it up, but they keep fighting anyway, it doesn’t take long before everyone starts to break up the fight. The crowd is loving it, the girls and Mal are not backing down from them. The Security finally breaks everything up and moves the Dark Carnival back to the backstage area, Bobo was the last one left in the ring, as nobody wanted to touch him. Mal clocks the big guy in the jaw with a stiff right hook, that had him rocked. Gracie comes from the side and dropkicks him in both knees. Mal and Bella both superkick him as he tumbles out of the ring to the floor with a thump. Gracie leaps on the 2nd rope, acting like she’s ready to jump but she stands there watching the group back away.)
JR Freeman: The 3 of them took out the big man! Did you hear the thump he made when he hit the ground?
Alf: That’s the only way to get them down, take them out at the knees.
WINNER= NO CONTEST
As Milo Kasey wandered the halls, he rounded a corner and ended up face to face with none other than Malachi, who almost looked like he was waiting for the United Champion to come his way. The two men locked eyes, the animosity between them so thick one could almost feel it in the air.
Malachi: So, seems like you and my sister are gonna be battling for your shiny little strap.
Milo Kasey: Seems that way. Don’t know why you care though. I thought she was just another ...how’d you put it...”Russow reject” in your eyes?
Malachi smirked a little.
Malachi: She’s still my sister...which makes her leagues better than you. If you’re smart, you won’t underestimate her.
Milo goes to walk away, but Malachi grabs his arm.
Malachi: But keep this in mind...I already hate your ass, but you hurt her, I will fucking end you.
Miles can’t help but smirk, and pulls his arm away with force.
Milo Kasey: You know, I’ve heard this threat before...but you know, I have yet to see you follow through with it. But, I digress, you don’t have to worry about Alanah...I’ll take better care of her than you did of Bella at the last show.
And with that Malachi doesn’t waste any time in throwing a solid right hand right to the side of Miles head and that leads to a trading of punches between the two men. And just as quickly as the fight began, security quickly slides in and breaks it up with Mihal standing in the middle of the two as they are seperated.
Mihal: HEY! BREAK IT THE HELL UP YOU GUYS!
Miles pulls away from his group and puts his hand up with a cheeky smile on his face.
Milo Kasey: GOOD TALK MATE!
As he walks away down the hall, Malachi pulls away from the guards snarling. His gaze lands on Mihal, and he gets a puzzled look on his face.
Malachi: The fuck you looking at, shitheel?
He steps a little closer to the head of security.
Malachi: You look awfully familiar…
After a tense moment, Malachi just shrugs and walks off in the opposite direction.
Main Event- Non Title Match
Alexis Makarios (C) v Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez
Michael O'Neil on commentary
Meg: The following Main Event match is a non title match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, our special guest commentator for this match, he is the PWS APEX World Heavyweight Championship Number One Contender… MICHAEL O’NEIL!
(“Welcome to the Family” by Avenged Sevenfold hits and Michael O’Neil makes his way down to the commentary table. He sits between JR Freeman and Alf and puts on a headset.)
Alf: Welcome, Michael. It’s good to have you here.
Michael: It’s good to be here.
JR: This is the perfect chance to scout the champion for Center Stage.
Michael: Exactly why I am out here. These two can do what they want to each other, but once that bell rings… Alexis and that belt are all mine.
Alf: Mildy creepy…
Michael: You knew what I meant. They are my focus. I want this, and I deserve this.
("Up, Up and away" from Kid Cudi starts playing on the PA system, Jenn makes her way from the back. She stands on the stage for a few seconds with a scowl on her face, looking over the crowd. She makes her way down to the ring.)
Meg: Introducing first, from Sydney, Australia…. JENNIFER CARPENTER-LOPEZ!!!
(The fans erupted a mix of cheers and boos. She shrugged it off as she stared intently up the ramp towards the back.)
Michael: Jenn is pissed, and I can relate. She’s lived in Alexis’s shadow for so long. Going into Destiny, we were overshadowed at every step. Not anymore.
Alf: Jenn is focused and looking to vent some of her frustrations here tonight. She may even soften Alexis up for your title match.
Michael: Not that I need the help… but hey… why not.
Meg: Please welcome her opponent, also from Sydney, Australia, She is the current PWS APEX World Heavyweight Champion… ALEXIS MAKARIOS!!!
(“MZ Hyde” by Halestorm hits as Alexis comes out from behind the curtain to a mix of cheers and boos herself. She makes her way down to the ring, holding her title high.)
Alf: Seems to me that Alexis is in a good mood.
Michael: She thinks that Jenn is gonna just forgive her and everything is gonna go back to normal. That’s not how this works. At all.
(Alexis slid in the ring and handed the belt to a stagehand.)
JR: Things are about to get good. I have no idea how this is going to go.
(The bell rings for the match to start. Jenn explodes towards Alexis with a double leg takedown, she’s on top of Alexis throwing punches at her. While does all of that, the crowd is cheering. Once off of her, Jenn picks up Alexis and starts slamming her head on the turnbuckles. She hits Alexis with a snap suplex and floats over into a pin.)
1……..
2………
(Alexis kicks out at the count of 2. Jenn stays on the attack after the pin attempt.)
JR Freeman: I’ve never seen Jenn this fired up before!
Alf: A shattered friendship will do anybody in, and Jenn has just had about enough of Alexis’ outbursts, and quite frankly, so have I. She’s so ego-filled and wants people to kiss her ass.
Mike O'Neil: I’m not shocked by Jenn’s actions at all. Alexis had it coming
(Jenn drives her elbow down into Alexis’ face, not once but twice. At this point, Alexis hasn’t even gotten the chance to take off her belt or anything or fight back. She was caught off guard when Jenn jumped her at the start. Jenn grabs the World title and throws it to the ground. That gave Alexis the time she needed to get back into the match. Jenn turns around and Alexis clocks her with a clothesline that knocks her down.)
JR Freeman: That was an angry clothesline there!
Alf: It really was. I don’t think that we’re safe out here though, not if these guys are going to tear each other heads off.
Mike O’neil: They better not come over here!
(Alexis stays on the attack for now, but it Jenn finds a way to get back into the match, she pokes Alexis in the eye, before throwing her to the outside. They fight along the outside area of the ring. Jenn throws Alexis face first into the ring post and then throws her over the announce table, that make JR Freeman and Alf shatter, but they still have their headsets on.)
Alf: I told you it wasn’t going to take long!
Jr Freeman: Jenn is just letting her anger go, and she doesn’t care if she gets DQ’ed or not!
Michael: Sometimes, that’s what ya gotta do.
(Jenn slides into the ring halfway to break up the 10 count the ref is giving them. Jenn goes back to Alexis, she picks up Alexis and slaps her across the chest with a stiff chop. She grabs Alexis and drives her into the ring steps now. Jenn rolls back into the ring and lets the ref count as she sits there in the corner, staring off into space.)
JR Freeman: Did you see Jenn’s eyes?
Alf: They had no emotion in them, it’s like she wants to hurt Alexis but she’s holding herself back at the same time.
Michael: Boo…. bite her head off. These fans came expecting a cat fight, not to see one hold back.
(As the ref counts, Alexis gets on her knees as she uses the ropes now to pull her up, but Jenn rolls out of the ring, Jenn runs around the ring to get to top speed. At her top speed, all it looks like it’s a purple streak with her hair, she spears Alexis and both of them crash through the barricade! The barricade explodes as the crowd cheers louder at the carnage)
JR Freeman: Good God!
Alf: Did she….
Jr Freeman: She did! She drove her best friend through the barricade! I wonder if that was her back that snapped or the barricade, whatever it was, it was NASTY.
Michael: That’s gonna hurt..
(The crowd who was cheering, start to chant holy shit as the girls lay in the mangled mess of the barricade, The ref comes out of the ring to check up on them to make sure they’re alright. However, Jenn is the first one to move. She grabs Alexis by the hair and physically drags her to the ring, by her hair! Jenn picks up the dead weight of Alexis, she pushes her into the ring. Jenn slithers into the ring and slithers herself onto Alexis like a snake in the grass for the pin.)
1……..
2…….
3?!
NO! 2.99.
(Alexis kicks out just in time. Jenn slithers away from her.)
JR Freeman: How did Alexis kick out!? Her back has to be throbbing from that barricade.
Alf: She is the world champion, she won’t be pissed easily.
Michael: Are we talking about the same Alexis Makarios here? The same woman who has let her anger get the worst of her so many times? You says she won't get pissed easily? She is probably the easiest person in this locker room to anger.
(Jenn grows a smile, she gets up on her feet. She grabs Alexis by the legs, she tries to turn her over for the Boston Crab, but Alexis fights out of it! Alexis starts to fight back into the match now. With an achy breaky back, she’s making a come back. Alexis shifts the match into her pace now. She’s all over Jenn. She has Jenn in the corner, stomping a mudhole into her. The ref pulls her back at the 5 count. But she shoves the ref, the ref shoves her back.)
JR Freeman: She better watch it! She doesn’t want to get Dq’d here.
Alf: Not with that ref, you try to bully him, he’ll put you in your place, like he’s doing with Alexis.
Michael: But think about it… what damage would a DQ do anyways? It’s not a title match, so it’s not like she is sacrificing the title or anything.
(Jenn moves away from the ropes, Alexis turns around and clocks Jenn in the face with a stiff right hand. Jenn goes down. Alexis gets on top of her and starts to throw angry punches at her, and goes for a quick pin.)
1……
2…….
(Jenn kicks out at the count of 2. Jenn isn’t going down that quick either. The match moves on now, Alexis is still in charge of the match, she has Jenn cornered in the turnbuckles. It doesn’t take long before she has Jenn on the mat where she wants her. She calls for a move, before climbing to the ropes. She hits the “Greetings From Australia” On Jenn! Jenn goes down like a ton of bricks, Alexis quickly goes for a cover)
1……..
2……….
3?!
(noooo! Jenn reverses the pin!)
1……
2……..
(No, Alexis kicks out of that!)
JR Freeman: Jenn got clever there!
Alf: She really did. Alexis got cocky there, it always happens to people like that. You get Cocky and you almost lose the match because of it. Dumb move by Alexis.
Michael: Or was it?
(The two ladies are both showing visible signs of exhaustion. Lexi rests up in one corner while Jenn leans against the ropes. After a few seconds, Jenn knows it is time to take advantage and win the match. She leaves the ropes and walks towards Alexis. Alexis sees her coming and the two lock up. Alexis turns it around so that Jenn is in the corner while they are still locked up.)
JR: Alexis is in a position to win
Alf: If she plays her cards right. She is our champion for a reason.
Michael: For now...
(Alexis takes a step back and dropkicks Jenn in the chest, causing her to fall to the second ropes. Alexis grabbed her and threw her onto the mat in position. She grabbed the top ropes and looked back towards Jenn, making sure she was still in position. She took a deep breath and jumped, going for Down Unda Thunda!)
Alf: AND ALEXIS WITH THE DOWN UNDER THUNDER! THIS COULD BE IT FOLKS!
JR: If she lands this... I don't think Jenn can kick out!
Michael: Let me tell ya one thing… that move hurts. Alexis gets some good air and spin on that, knocks the wind right outta ya.
(As she landed on Jenn, she bounced back up and went straight for a pin!)
1...
2...
3... NO! KICKOUT!!!!
Michael: Jenn isn’t going to lose so easy.
(Jenn got her shoulder up at the very last possible second. Alexis goes into a sitting position, running her hands through her hair, unsure what more she has to do to win. She gets to her feet and goes to the top turnbuckle, waiting for Jenn to get to her feet.)
JR: Jenn is barely still alive in this match!
Alf: This match has been amazing!
(Jenn stumbled up to her feet, unaware of Alexis on the top rope. The cameras cut in to Alexis's face as she says something.)
Alexis: I LOVE YOU... I'M SORRY!
(With that she jumped, aiming to take down Jenn with a Greetings From Australia, but Jenn saw it coming and caught her mid air, and was able to move enough to where she grabbed Alexis by the waist, and German Suplexed her backwards! Alexis's head and neck hit the mat hard! Jenn rolled through the suplex and held both Alexis's legs in the pin!)
1...
(Jenn reached for the ropes for leverage while the ref wasn't looking.)
2...
(Alexis tries to kick out)
3!!!
(The referee calls for the bell.)
Alf: OH MY GOD!!!
JR: Jenn did it! She pulled it off!
Alf: Too bad for her it was a non title match!
Michael: Wasn’t too bad. I dont really care who won, either way I’m next in line.
(Jenn released the rope before the referee saw it. She hopped to her feet as the referee raised her arm. Alexis sat in the corner, shocked.)
Meg: AND YOUR WINNER ... JENNIFER CARPENTER-LOPEZ!
(Alexis got out of the corner and went over to Jenn, and extended her hand towards her. Jenn just kind of glared towards her.)
Alexis: Well played.
(Jenn raised an eyebrow towards Alexis and just walked to the ropes, sliding out, and heading to the back. Leaving Alexis standing in the middle of the ring)
Alf: And Jenn just blew Alexis off, big time.
JR: She's fed up with Alexis, she got what she needed, and now she's done.
(Michael had taken off his headset and grabbed Alexis’s title belt. He slid in the ring behind her.)
Alf: What is Mike gonna do?
JR: I don't know… but Alexis doesn't realize he is behind her.
(Alexis turns around and sees Mike standing there with her belt in hand. She was startled and stumbled backwards, throwing her arms up in defense, assuming he was about to bash her brains in with the belt. He chuckled a little bit. The cameras mics picked up him speaking.)
Michael: I’m not gonna hurt you, champ… not tonight.
(He put the belt over his shoulder for a moment as Alexis looked on in confusion. The fans cheered when he did.)
Alf: Mike looks pretty confident with that belt over his shoulder.
JR: Well… it could be the only time he gets to hold it.
(He patted the belt a few times before taking it off and holding it out towards Alexis. She was hesitant but took the belt from him. He then motioned to his waist)
Michael: Soon… See ya at Center Stage…
(He then climbed out of the ring and went backstage.)
JR: I think Mike just sent a message to Alexis. He wants that title.
Alf: He does, and he deserves his fair shot.
JR: Now, he just has to find a way to beat Alexis.
Alf: Well, that's all the time we have for tonight, see you guys on Riot!
(The show then fade to credits.)
WINNER= JENNIFER CARPENTER LOPEZ