Post by Laura Phoenix - HBIC on Nov 21, 2019 3:55:09 GMT -5
(The show opens up with its opening package and pyro like normal. The camera scans the Japanese crowd that are pumped and ready for the show to start.)
Jr Freeman: Welcome to the show! We have a jammed pack show and we’re excited to get it going for you guys.
Alf: That’s right! Hopefully, Mack doesn’t try to kill someone with a knife….
Jr Freeman: One can only hope. I say let’s stop talking and throw up at the ring announcer standing by in the ring, shell we?
(But the camera doesn’t cut to the ring announcer, instead, the camera cuts backstage at the parking lot. We see a large back limo pull into the arena. The driver gets out of the car, making his way to the back passenger door. But strangely, he doesn’t open it.)
JR Freeman: What’s this? Is David Shane here?
Alf: i… I… Iunno. This isn’t on the rundown for tonight. Not sure why a random limo would show up. Maybe it’s David, I don’t know. He would have posted something on twitter ahead of time.
Jr Freeman: I guess we’ll find out as the night moves on.
SINGLES MATCH
MORGAN BAKER v MISS PUPPIES
(The bell rings to start Puppies and Morgan Baker. Puppies have the early advantage of the match as soon as the bell rang. She tries to take out the younger wrestler before she could even get started. But Morgan starts to fight back in the match, giving a fight to puppies that puppies didn’t want to have. Back and forth the match goes, a few pin attempts happened before both girls. Each ended in a 2 count. Morgan starts to gain more advantage of the match as it moves forward. Puppies starts to do some of the comedy stuff that she’s known to do, which gets a chuckle out of the crowd, Morgan, however, is unamused by the entire thing. Towards the end of the match, Puppies has Morgan hooked in for the cherrybomb but Morgan shoves her away. Morgan hits the trouble in paradise as she picks up the win.)
JR Freeman: Puppies fought hard int his match.
Alf: She did. I thought at some points she had Morgan beat, but Morgan kept fighting back. Puppies is starting to make a breakthrough.
WINNER = MORGAN BAKER
(“Shut Up” by New Years Day blares over the speakers as Bella Madison steps out onto the stage.)
Meg Reynolds: At this time please welcome, Bella Madison!
(Bella straights out her jacket and makes her way to the ring, she slides in and heads right for Meg who hands her the microphone. Bella’s music fades out as she just stands in the middle of the ring.)
Bella Madison: Osaka, I was hoping to come out here tonight, talk up a mild shit storm about my opponent at Last Rites, maybe get into a fight and call it a night. SADLY, that is not going to be the case.
(Fans boo.)
Bella Madison: Yeah you guys already know what I’m talking about. After the last Riot, where I finally called Trina Roberts out on her bullshit attitude and challenged her to a match, took her bullshit and decided she didn’t want to play the game anymore. And what’s funny....it wasn’t even over what I did. It was over a few behind the scene things that aren’t even any of her concern. She sat on twitter for WEEKS BITCHING about waiting her turn to get a match and she gets one and she does nothing but piss it the fuck away because she cannot deal with reality. So best of luck to her and Amelia, wherever the end up. BUT that leaves me with a slight issue.
(Bella paces the ring and pushes her hair back.)
Bella Madison: You know I was looking forward for once, just ONCE being able to have an actual true match without having to look over my shoulder. Something that wasn’t a battle for my sanity or my soul. Something that for once in PWS: APEX could give me a true to form match. And instead I’m out in the cold. I have NO opponent for Last Rites and that is a damn shame. I have been back and forth so much, I feel like I should have some sort of payoff. So please! IF there is ANYONE back there, STEP UP! For once, someon-
(All of the sudden pyro screeches across the stage and the lights go out for a few seconds. Once the lights come back on, we see Gracie Lopez standing in the ring behind Bella! The crowd is going crazy for her. They haven’t seen her in a while. She’s standing there with blue jeans, a black leather jacket, and a beanie. She walks to the end of the ring and asks for a mic from the stagehand. Bella turns around, to a huge smile on her face, seeing her friend.)
Gracie Lopez: Surpiseeeee!!!
(The crowd cheers again for Gracie.)
Gracie Lopez: The last month and a half has been…. Up and down emotional wise, and I HAD to be here. I know I posted a picture of myself on vacation, and honestly…. I couldn’t stay away much longer. I NEED this. This, all of this is in my blood. The reaction that I just got… I have goosebumps all over my body from it. I didn’t expect this type of reaction.
(Gracie starts pacing around the ring for a few seconds to gather her thoughts.)
Gracie Lopez: That black limo that you saw pull up at the start of the show, that was me. I just landed and got here as the show when on the air! I also want to address a couple of things while I’m out here.
Bella Madison: Oh by all means, be my guest.
(Gracie nods her head with a smile and a tap on the shoulder for bella.)
Gracie Lopez: Trina…. I know you’re not watching this company anymore but honestly, I don’t give a shit. You…. YOU had a chance at a marquee match at the show with Bella and you blew it. You threw a hissy countless times on twitter and blaming management for everything that didn’t go your way. When something did go your way, what did you do? You tucked your tail between your legs and you left. YOU LEFT. All because why? You don’t agree with what happened backstage with the knife thing with Mack? So fucking what. Get over it, bitch. You’re nothing more than a cowardly bitch, if I ever see you step foot in this company again, I won’t hesitate to break every bone in your body.
(Gracie had this angry yet serious look on her face, that hasn’t been seen for a while. If looks could kill…. She calms down for a second before she points to Bella.)
Gracie Lopez: Which brings me to you….. You say you don’t have a match at Last Rites, right?
Bella Madison: No...well...I mean I get a feeling that’s about to change.
Gracie Lopez: …. You’re right. It is about to change. I know I’m not supposed to be here right now or at Last Rites, but I’m changing the plans that your mom and Star have. How about you and I wrestle at Last rites?
Bella Madison: Well, considering the last time we tried to do this, we kinda got interrupted by some goofy looking dipshits..... I think we owe these fans a true one on one between two of the best next generation stars.
(Bella sticks out her hand.)
Bella Madison: We’re on.
Gracie Lopez: Yeah we are! You know where I stand, I’m not going to go behind your back and do this or do that. You finally have a true opponent that you can be proud of. That our parents can be proud of. Let’s tear down that joint!
(Gracie smiles before giving her friend a handshake to seal the deal on the match to the crowds liking. The crowd starts cheering for both of them.)
(The scene opens to show the rooftop of the bustling Osaka Dome where lights are flashing, there’s a red carpet special for Japanese celebrities to announce their attendance to the show. Everyone looks so happy and robust!
...but two rooftops away…
We see a desolate Mack McKane with a bottle of whiskey in his hand sitting with his elbows on his knees...bottle in one hand, cellphone in the other.)
Mack McKane: I can’t fuckin’ do this no more, Kates...I don’t know whether I’m comin’ or goin’ and I had to face down that psycho bastard and me mind ain’t been squares since.
Katie: ...and your friends can’t help you with this?
Mack McKane: Me friends...are in the middle of the biggest genesis in pro wrestling history! EVERYTHING is coming up aces for ALL of us! I’m a bleedin’ CHAMPION!
Katie: ...but you still feel empty…
Mack McKane: I don’t know…
Katie: You felt empty enough to call…
Mack McKane: ...how’s me Ashley?
Katie: She’s as perfect and brilliant as ever!
Mack McKane: Good...gotta keep that one on the straight and narrow, innit?
Katie: ...so who’s Mattie?
Mack McKane: Leave it.
Katie: I’m just saying you two have been spending a LOT of time together and it very much seems like...you’re happy but there’s something holding you back from it.
Mack McKane: I said leave it...Kate.
Katie: Mack...come home.
Mack McKane: *laughing* RIGHT! Home...I just got nabbed the other day for trespassin’, I don’t even know WHERE home is.
Katie: You will ALWAYS...have a home...with us.
Mack McKane: No. No I won’t. I can’t.
Katie: I TOLD you, you weren’t you!
Mack McKane: I need you to hear me on this one...you and Ashers...you will ALWAYS...be my girls. You are the ones that saved me from what I was becoming. And there will ALWAYS...be a special place in my heart for you.
Katie: ...but?
Mack McKane: But I just...I don’t know how...to say-
Katie: Say it Mack. For you. For ME...for HER.
Mack McKane: ...she scares the ever loving shit out of me. Never have I met such a dashing creature that looks upon this monstrosity and...and CARES for me. The Phantom isn’t supposed to GET Christine at the end...but I’ve fought...and I’ve ran...and I’ve done every fucking thing I can think of to self-destruct the whole situation but the bottom line is I…
Katie: Say it. Then know I will always care for you. And EVENTUALLY...I'd love to meet her...Ashley too! So. Say. it.
Mack McKane: I think...I fuckin’ love her.
Katie: Good boy. Goodnight Mack.
(Mack looks at the CALL ENDED flashing on his screen before taking a deep breath...he was on the verge of as close to tears as he could get so to put a stop to THAT shit he started chugging the whiskey...until he gets the shit scared out of him from behind.)
Voice: ...don’t you think it’s time your dense ass told her?
Mack McKane: *gurgling* FUUUUCKIN’ HELL!
(Mack whips around to see sitting even higher on the dome sipping what looks to be a cup of coffee...rests Levi Russow.)
Mack McKane: ...that call...weren’t none o’ your business.
Levi Russow: I’m fully aware. You have nothing to worry about from me. You love Mattie Cormier! Hell a girl like that? I’d scream it from the rooftops.
Mack McKane: ...she IS...just…
Levi Russow: She makes everything less...hateable. You don’t wanna be in abandoned warehouses sleeping with rats. You wanna be wherever she rests her worried head.
Mack McKane: ...worried head?
Levi Russow: MACK YOU IGNORANT SLUT. Haven’t you noticed? Yeah...the kids all poke fun at you. My son can be a right prick! WHERE...DO YOU THINK...HE LEARNED IT!!! But to let them get THIS under your skin?
Mack McKane: It...it ain’t that. I could give two FUCKS what them tossers think.
Levi Russow: Then tell me, Mack. After all...when I first met you...I give it to ya, kid...you fucked me UP! It was impressive.
Mack McKane: ...weren’t nothin’ personal...ish.
Levi Russow: I remember. You got paid, yadda yadda yadda, but you wanted to test yourself...against the Greatest Of All Time. And you did! And you knocked me on my ass!
Mack McKane: I suppose s-
Levi Russow: *sipping his coffee calmly* SO WHAT...THE FUCK...HAPPENED.
(Mack looks immensely taken aback by this...Levi tosses the empty coffee cup to the side.)
Levi Russow: You knocked me, ME...THE FUCKING ICEMAN LEVI RUSSOW...ON HIS ASS. And THEN...you GUTTED EVERYBODY IN YOUR WAY TO BECOME THE COLLATERAL DAMAGE CHAMPION!!!
...and then?...you ran...from a pretty face.
Mack McKane: You don’t get it…
Levi Russow: Oh son I get it WAY more than you know…
“He’s right you know”
(Mack jumps up and spins around to see Emma Russow herself circle the corner of the dome smiling warmly.)
Emma Russow: ...you shoulda seen him when I called HIS bluff. *she snaps her fingers* He folded like a house of cards in a tornado.
Levi Russow: Well I wouldn’t...go THAT far.
Emma Russow: Shoved his head underground faster than a scared ostritch.
Levi Russow: Em I think he gets the point-
Emma Russow: Ran into Star Stormz panic room and slammed the door.
Levi Russow: THAT...was just...quality assurance testing.
(Emma walks up and gently takes the bottle of whiskey from Mack, she takes a swig herself...and then smashes it on the ground before taking his hand...he looks bewildered and immensely confused.)
Emma Russow: ...your eyes...such a striking blue...they’re lovely but they’ve seen so much. The horrors they must have witnessed. Mack...I am so, TRULY sorry on behalf of the world for what’s been done to you. What you’ve had to do to others.
(Levi has slid down and swiped the butterfly knife out of Mack’s back pocket playing with it.)
Levi Russow: I get it man...the whole Conan thing…*points at the blade* THIS...THIS you can trust. But kid...what we’re tryina tell you is…
Emma Russow: You are more...than a knife. You are more than blood and guts and glory!
(Mack quickly swipes the blade from Levi and starts to back up.)
Mack McKane: Right...Hallmark and all is over. ‘preciate the sentiment but I got this far on me own...I think I can handle it from here.
(From behind...a massive figure appears as Mack backs into him...Mack slowly turns around and looks straight up at a smiling Slappy McGoo.)
Slappy McGoo: ...Hullo!
Mack McKane: Alright?
Levi Russow: Winning titles...cashing cheques and basking in glory...even zeroed in on revenge. I get that...I can help you with that. You wanna beat Alexis? You want the big one? You need to know how the main game is played. Proper. I’m your huckleberry.
Emma Russow: Empathy...basic adaptation...compassion...and the will to never, EVER give up no matter what. Building a RELATIONSHIP with Mattie? FINALLY opening up to her and TELLING her what she so desperately wants to hear? I am emphatically here for you, darling.
Levi Russow: You got two former champions in front of you...who see more than the world does...they can’t have the amount of faith in you that we do. Because we have seen it ...Hell, I FELT it. Let. Us. Help. You.
Mack McKane: ...I don’t like owin’ people favors...I don’t like bein’ made a fuss over...so thank you, but no thank you. The two of you is aces for offerin’ but...what’s HE offerin’?
(Slappy firmly yet assuredly places a hand on Mack’s shoulder and gets a very stern face.)
Slappy McGoo: Mack Attack…
...We Weren’t Askin’.
(Mack looks at all three of them absolutely resolute with exhaustion slinging the Collateral Damage title over his shoulder.)
Mack McKane: Welp...allons-y.
(The walk off as the scene switches.)
(The scene opened up inside the office of Star Stormz, where the PWS: APEX president was nervously pacing behind her desk. After a moment, the door opened and she looked up to watch Laura Phoenix, Marcus Cage and Eddie Lopez file into the room. Once the door was shut behind them, Star put her hands on the desk.)
Star Stormz: We have a problem.
Laura Phoenix: You sounded really worried on the phone. What’s going on?
Star Stormz: Well, I was just informed that we’ve got a new majority shareholder.
Marcus, Eddie and Laura all traded confused looks.
Marcus Cage: I fail to see how that’s a problem.
Eddie Lopez: Yeah, wouldn’t that be a good thing?
Star Stormz: Under normal circumstances, yes. But this...this could be a bit of an issue.
(She sighed, running a hand through her hair and resuming her pacing behind the desk.)
Star Stormz: The shareholder is Harrison Jacobs, an incredibly wealthy Southern businessman. He’s willing to put a lot of money into our company, and the contract we agreed on is pretty generous on our end. But he had one stipulation...he wanted to assign a representative to watch over the operations and ensure that his money is being put to good use.
Laura Phoenix: OK, that’s not an unreasonable request.
Star Stormz: You might not be saying that when you find out who he appointed…
(As if on cue, the door swung open and in walked Everett Jacobs, smirking like the Cheshire Cat. Laura’s jaw dropped, while Marcus and Eddie simply stared.)
Eddie Lopez: Wait a minute...aren’t you the guy that snuck his way backstage at the last Riot show?
Marcus Cage: And then got threatened by Mack McKane?
(To his credit, Everett’s cocky smirk didn’t fade one bit.)
Everett Jacobs: Yes, well...I’m willing to put the past behind us, in the interest of a mutually beneficial working environment for all. Don’t get me wrong, my father was quite willing to press charges, but we came up with a better solution.
Laura Phoenix (under her breath): Depends on who you ask.
Everett Jacobs: So, that being said, I sincerely hope that we can all work together going forward and make this a true team effort.
(Without waiting for a reply, he turned back around and walked out the door. After it closed, there was a moment of stunned silence in the room before Laura Phoenix spoke.)
Laura Phoenix: This is going to be a disaster.
SINGLES MATCH - NON TITLE MATCH
ALANAH O'CONNELL v RICHARD RIDER
(Bell rings as Alanaha O’connell and Rider lock up in the middle of the ring. O’Connell quickly locks in Rider with some chain wrestling to start the match. During the exchange, she has complete control. O’connell throws Rider into the ropes, but as he rebounded, she knocks her down on her back. Rider keeps control of the match after that. He does what he can to keep the veteran grounded. He even has a pin attempt as well but she kicked out at the cunt of 2. O’connell after that pin attempt seems a bit angry. So, she starts to make a come back in the match. Rider does everything he can so that does happen. He even tried to distract her by showing off his abs, but all that led to was him being punched in the mouth. O’connell goes off on him, and she doesn’t let up either. She controls the match and keeps him grounded. Towards the end of the match, Rider starts to fight back in the match but it’s too late, O’connell as control of the match she’s too strong for him to make a comeback. She hits the Irish Rose, on Rider and that’s all ends the match..)
Jr Freeman: That was a mistake for Rider to try to show off to Alanah.
Alf: It was his downfall of the match. He had a good thing going for him but he decided to be funny and look where it got him. Facedown on the mat.
WINNER = ALANAH O'CONNELL
(Later on, the scene opened up in the costuming department of the backstage area, where Mattie Cormier was busy making some adjustments to Alanah O’Connell’s newest ring outfit. She knelt down to put some pins into the hem of Alanah’s shorts, while the United Champion made small talk.)
Alanah O’Connell: So, do you think you’re gonna bring Mack to my Christmas party?
(Mattie glared up at Alanah with narrowed eyes, before she jammed a pin into her thigh, causing the Irishwoman to yelp in pain.)
Alanah O’Connell: Alright, I’m sorry! Yeesh, that hurt!
(She rubbed her thigh where the pin had been stuck in, while Mattie smirked a bit.)
Mattie Cormier: Serves you right, you brat.
(The two girls talked a bit more, before a shadow fell over them. Alanah glanced up and gasped a bit, while Mattie turned her head and immediately rose to her feet with a defiant snarl across her face as Everett Jacobs approached them, smiling broadly.)
Mattie Cormier: Didn’t you get the message the last time? You’re not wanted around here!
Everett Jacobs: Not so fast, my fiery little kitten. You clearly didn’t get the memo, so let me spell it out for you: Dad’s putting a lot of money into this little circus act, and he asked me to keep an eye on it, to make sure that he’s not wasting his investment.
(Both Mattie and Alanah’s jaws dropped as they stared wide-eyed at him, while he brushed off the shoulders of his suit jacket.)
Mattie Cormier: Your father runs a distillery! What the hell is he doing investing in a wrestling company?
Everett Jacobs: It’s called “diversifying your portfolio”, sweet cheeks. But you don’t have to worry your pretty little head about any of the business stuff. You just hang around and look gorgeous, and leave all the hard stuff to me. Who knows? Maybe if I need a piece of arm candy to escort me to the ring, I’ll give you a shout.
(He turned his attention to Alanah, giving her a once-over and a wink.)
Everett Jacobs: Lookin’ good, champ.
(And with that, he sauntered off down the hallway, leaving Mattie fuming and Alanah trying desperately to calm her down.)
MAIN EVENT - SINGLES MATCH
JACK RUSSOW V MILES KASEY
Meg Reynolds: The upcoming match is scheduled for ONE FALL and is the MAIN EVENT!
(Guitar chords rips across the sound system as "He's A Pirate" - Pirates of the Caribbean (Rock Cover) by James & FJ blares and Miles Kasey steps out with the hood of his jacket over his head. When the music really gets going he screams out with his arms stretched wide and poses as he begins his way down the ramp)
Meg Reynolds: Introducing first, hailing for Manchester, England, weighing in at 185 pounds, this is MILES KASEY!
(Miles climbs up the corner and stands atop it, pointing towards the crowd. He hops down off the top rope and slides his jacket off and stand in the center of the ring.)
JR: He returns to the ring for the first time since losing the United Championship to Alanah O’Connell, he returns to Japan off of an injury and too boot, he’s facing Alanah’s boyfriend AND someone that he didn’t exactly have a great start with, Jack Russow.
(The lights kick out in the arena as a scream fades from soft to loud...
"KEEP YOUR HOPES UP HIGH, AND YOUR HEAD DOWN LOW!!!"
A sheet of sparks showers from the rafters and "All I Want" by A Day To Remember's chorus blares as a young man walks through and kneels whispering to himself as he kisses the inside of his wrist. Then he grabs his hood and flips it up screaming in excitement for the fans who are sending him nothing but love and energy...the second coming of The Russows...young Jack Russow has taken the stage. Without wasting time he makes a beeline for the ring, slides under the rope, runs towards the opposite rope, handspring flips then corkscrews in midair landing on both knees with his arms outstretched smirking into the camera.)
Alf: I’m just gonna call Air Traffic Control right now because we have two of the best high flyers in PWS in this ring right now.
(Action starts off crazy just like it was expected, reversals after reversals. Flipping and flying all around the ring including a standing ovation stand-off between the two men. In the next go around, this time around, things start to get a little more strong style with harder hits and chops, eventually Miles chops Jack so hard, Russow crumbles to the outside. Kasey follows up with a big dive to the outside, crashing into the barricade. Jack staggers and they begin to slug it out on the outside before Jack gains control after Miles goes for a big kick and instead of connecting with Russow’s head, he ends up kicking the post instead. Jack sees this and immediately begins to work on the ankle and knee of Kasey including lifting him up and dropping him knee first on the commentary table.)
Alf: These two are beating the unholy hell out of each other.
JR: There is absolutely no love lost between them. We knew this was going to happen.
(Jack tosses Kasey back into the ring, he manages to quickly get to his feet though and cuts Russow off in the ring. They go back and forth again matching each other move for move, Kasey gets the upper hand and hits “Blast from the Past” but Jack kicks out at 2. Kasey physically looks pissed off at this point, and pulls Jack to his feet but Jack cuts him off and hits “Fortune Son” but instead of going for the pin, he locks in “Desolation Row”. Kasey tries to fight out of it but eventually passes out from the pain of the move and the referee immediately calls for the bell)
Alf: Miles passes out! OH MY GOD!
JR: Kasey still not really 100% but Jack Russow just won this match!
(Russow let’s go and celebrates his victory in the ring while Miles starts to come to in the ring. Jack stops and kneels in front of him as Kasey pulls himself up slightly. Eventually Jack offers his hand and pulls Kasey up to his feet and the 2 men shake hands and embrace for a moment before Miles raises Jack’s arm and the fans cheer.)
WINNER = JACK RUSSOW
(The show comes back from its final commercial break, the ring set up with a table in the middle. Standing in the ring were Star Stormz, Daniel Russow, and Alexis Makarios.)
Alf: We are about to see a contract signing g between the two in the ring.
JR: and remember there is a no contact clause. If dan plays a finger on Alexis, he loses his shot.
Alf: But if Alexis touches Dan, she is stripped of her belt.
JR: and both of them are known for their tempers… this should be fun.
(Alexis and Dan stand on opposite sides of the table. Dan, still seething at her words, just glared at her.)
Alexis: Look, Dan, you know I didn't mean what I said.
Dan: Doesn't matter. Can we get this over with? Every second I stand across from this fake, red homewrecker… I risk this match because I want to do nothing more than to jump across this table and make her face run as red as that hair of hers
(He grabs the clipboard and hastily signs it. He slides it over to Alexis who signs it as well. She hands it to Star, who smiles.)
Star: There you have it, folks! Next Sunday, Live on PPV at Last Rites… Alexis Makarios will defend her PWS:APEX World Title against Daniel Russow in a HELL IN A CELL MATCH!!! Don't miss…
(She was then interrupted by a very distinct Irish-accented voice, coming from the top of the entrance ramp.)
Malachi: Now, let’s just hold up a moment here.
(Sure enough, Malachi walks out onto the entrance ramp, microphone in hand and a smirk on his face. The crowd was divided in their reaction to him, some booing but a good part of them cheering for the Irish fighter. He pays them no mind as he walked down the ramp and got into the ring, while the three in the ring just stared at him.)
Malachi: First of all, let me congratulate you Star. Alexis Makarios versus Daniel Russow in a Hell in a Cell match for the World title...that’s a main event match if I’ve ever heard one. Bravo.
(The disdain is clear in his voice as he claps sarcastically. Both Alexis and Daniel glare at him and he flashes them a cheeky smile.)
Malachi: Seriously, you’re going to put these two in your main event at the PPV? Alexis has barely defended that title since she won it. Some champion she is. And your so-called number one contender got his ass handed to him by yours truly at the last Riot. If you ask me, he’s the last person that deserves a title shot.
Alexis: Excuse you? I defend this belt at EVERY ppv we have had. Ya know what, Star? Do we have time to have another match right now?
Malachi: Alright, settle your kettle, Ginger Spice. No need to get your knickers in a twist.
Star: Everyone just calm down. Malachi… do you have a reason for being out here right now other than to question my judgement? Dan earned his shot when he beat Jenn in a contenders match.
Malachi: Yeah, and then I kicked his ass last week at Riot, like I said before.
Star: Are you trying to say you want to replace Dan in the match? Because that won't be happening.
(Malachi rolled his eyes.)
Malachi: Of course not. Just because he’s one of your boys from back in the day, is that it? One of your original crew from the good old days of PWSi? Yunno, I’m starting to see Mack’s point about how there are certain people in this place that get all the perks, while the rest of us have to scratch and claw to even get a sliver of recognition around here. I’ve been one of the most talked-about stars on your roster, main evented Riot three times now...Hell, I’ve even beat the number one contender to the World title. Logic would dictate that I should replace Dan in that match.
Star: Calm down, Malachi. You have a valid point. You beat the contender. All I said was you weren't going to REPLACE him. I never said you wouldn't be IN the match. You sign this contract and we turn this into a TRIPLE THREAT HELL IN A CELL MATCH. What do you say?
(A smirk came across Malachi’s face.)
Malachi: Now, that’s more like it. You got yourself a deal.
(He walked over to the table and picked up the pen, signing his name on the contract.)
JR: This is HUGE!
Alf: Malachi just weasled his way into the main event at Last Rites!
JR: And that's all the time we have folks. Join us next week for Last Rites!
(The show cuts to credits)
(C) PWS: Apex 2019
Jr Freeman: Welcome to the show! We have a jammed pack show and we’re excited to get it going for you guys.
Alf: That’s right! Hopefully, Mack doesn’t try to kill someone with a knife….
Jr Freeman: One can only hope. I say let’s stop talking and throw up at the ring announcer standing by in the ring, shell we?
(But the camera doesn’t cut to the ring announcer, instead, the camera cuts backstage at the parking lot. We see a large back limo pull into the arena. The driver gets out of the car, making his way to the back passenger door. But strangely, he doesn’t open it.)
JR Freeman: What’s this? Is David Shane here?
Alf: i… I… Iunno. This isn’t on the rundown for tonight. Not sure why a random limo would show up. Maybe it’s David, I don’t know. He would have posted something on twitter ahead of time.
Jr Freeman: I guess we’ll find out as the night moves on.
SINGLES MATCH
MORGAN BAKER v MISS PUPPIES
(The bell rings to start Puppies and Morgan Baker. Puppies have the early advantage of the match as soon as the bell rang. She tries to take out the younger wrestler before she could even get started. But Morgan starts to fight back in the match, giving a fight to puppies that puppies didn’t want to have. Back and forth the match goes, a few pin attempts happened before both girls. Each ended in a 2 count. Morgan starts to gain more advantage of the match as it moves forward. Puppies starts to do some of the comedy stuff that she’s known to do, which gets a chuckle out of the crowd, Morgan, however, is unamused by the entire thing. Towards the end of the match, Puppies has Morgan hooked in for the cherrybomb but Morgan shoves her away. Morgan hits the trouble in paradise as she picks up the win.)
JR Freeman: Puppies fought hard int his match.
Alf: She did. I thought at some points she had Morgan beat, but Morgan kept fighting back. Puppies is starting to make a breakthrough.
WINNER = MORGAN BAKER
(“Shut Up” by New Years Day blares over the speakers as Bella Madison steps out onto the stage.)
Meg Reynolds: At this time please welcome, Bella Madison!
(Bella straights out her jacket and makes her way to the ring, she slides in and heads right for Meg who hands her the microphone. Bella’s music fades out as she just stands in the middle of the ring.)
Bella Madison: Osaka, I was hoping to come out here tonight, talk up a mild shit storm about my opponent at Last Rites, maybe get into a fight and call it a night. SADLY, that is not going to be the case.
(Fans boo.)
Bella Madison: Yeah you guys already know what I’m talking about. After the last Riot, where I finally called Trina Roberts out on her bullshit attitude and challenged her to a match, took her bullshit and decided she didn’t want to play the game anymore. And what’s funny....it wasn’t even over what I did. It was over a few behind the scene things that aren’t even any of her concern. She sat on twitter for WEEKS BITCHING about waiting her turn to get a match and she gets one and she does nothing but piss it the fuck away because she cannot deal with reality. So best of luck to her and Amelia, wherever the end up. BUT that leaves me with a slight issue.
(Bella paces the ring and pushes her hair back.)
Bella Madison: You know I was looking forward for once, just ONCE being able to have an actual true match without having to look over my shoulder. Something that wasn’t a battle for my sanity or my soul. Something that for once in PWS: APEX could give me a true to form match. And instead I’m out in the cold. I have NO opponent for Last Rites and that is a damn shame. I have been back and forth so much, I feel like I should have some sort of payoff. So please! IF there is ANYONE back there, STEP UP! For once, someon-
(All of the sudden pyro screeches across the stage and the lights go out for a few seconds. Once the lights come back on, we see Gracie Lopez standing in the ring behind Bella! The crowd is going crazy for her. They haven’t seen her in a while. She’s standing there with blue jeans, a black leather jacket, and a beanie. She walks to the end of the ring and asks for a mic from the stagehand. Bella turns around, to a huge smile on her face, seeing her friend.)
Gracie Lopez: Surpiseeeee!!!
(The crowd cheers again for Gracie.)
Gracie Lopez: The last month and a half has been…. Up and down emotional wise, and I HAD to be here. I know I posted a picture of myself on vacation, and honestly…. I couldn’t stay away much longer. I NEED this. This, all of this is in my blood. The reaction that I just got… I have goosebumps all over my body from it. I didn’t expect this type of reaction.
(Gracie starts pacing around the ring for a few seconds to gather her thoughts.)
Gracie Lopez: That black limo that you saw pull up at the start of the show, that was me. I just landed and got here as the show when on the air! I also want to address a couple of things while I’m out here.
Bella Madison: Oh by all means, be my guest.
(Gracie nods her head with a smile and a tap on the shoulder for bella.)
Gracie Lopez: Trina…. I know you’re not watching this company anymore but honestly, I don’t give a shit. You…. YOU had a chance at a marquee match at the show with Bella and you blew it. You threw a hissy countless times on twitter and blaming management for everything that didn’t go your way. When something did go your way, what did you do? You tucked your tail between your legs and you left. YOU LEFT. All because why? You don’t agree with what happened backstage with the knife thing with Mack? So fucking what. Get over it, bitch. You’re nothing more than a cowardly bitch, if I ever see you step foot in this company again, I won’t hesitate to break every bone in your body.
(Gracie had this angry yet serious look on her face, that hasn’t been seen for a while. If looks could kill…. She calms down for a second before she points to Bella.)
Gracie Lopez: Which brings me to you….. You say you don’t have a match at Last Rites, right?
Bella Madison: No...well...I mean I get a feeling that’s about to change.
Gracie Lopez: …. You’re right. It is about to change. I know I’m not supposed to be here right now or at Last Rites, but I’m changing the plans that your mom and Star have. How about you and I wrestle at Last rites?
Bella Madison: Well, considering the last time we tried to do this, we kinda got interrupted by some goofy looking dipshits..... I think we owe these fans a true one on one between two of the best next generation stars.
(Bella sticks out her hand.)
Bella Madison: We’re on.
Gracie Lopez: Yeah we are! You know where I stand, I’m not going to go behind your back and do this or do that. You finally have a true opponent that you can be proud of. That our parents can be proud of. Let’s tear down that joint!
(Gracie smiles before giving her friend a handshake to seal the deal on the match to the crowds liking. The crowd starts cheering for both of them.)
“And Katie...Katie I’m sorry that in your condition...the sunshine’s been missin’
But Katie...don’t believe that it isn’t there!
Oh and Katie...Katie be happy!
This world can be ugly...but isn’t it beautiful?
We’re not really here…
...and we’re really not there.”
...we’re really not there…
But Katie...don’t believe that it isn’t there!
Oh and Katie...Katie be happy!
This world can be ugly...but isn’t it beautiful?
We’re not really here…
...and we’re really not there.”
...we’re really not there…
(The scene opens to show the rooftop of the bustling Osaka Dome where lights are flashing, there’s a red carpet special for Japanese celebrities to announce their attendance to the show. Everyone looks so happy and robust!
...but two rooftops away…
We see a desolate Mack McKane with a bottle of whiskey in his hand sitting with his elbows on his knees...bottle in one hand, cellphone in the other.)
Mack McKane: I can’t fuckin’ do this no more, Kates...I don’t know whether I’m comin’ or goin’ and I had to face down that psycho bastard and me mind ain’t been squares since.
Katie: ...and your friends can’t help you with this?
Mack McKane: Me friends...are in the middle of the biggest genesis in pro wrestling history! EVERYTHING is coming up aces for ALL of us! I’m a bleedin’ CHAMPION!
Katie: ...but you still feel empty…
Mack McKane: I don’t know…
Katie: You felt empty enough to call…
Mack McKane: ...how’s me Ashley?
Katie: She’s as perfect and brilliant as ever!
Mack McKane: Good...gotta keep that one on the straight and narrow, innit?
Katie: ...so who’s Mattie?
Mack McKane: Leave it.
Katie: I’m just saying you two have been spending a LOT of time together and it very much seems like...you’re happy but there’s something holding you back from it.
Mack McKane: I said leave it...Kate.
Katie: Mack...come home.
Mack McKane: *laughing* RIGHT! Home...I just got nabbed the other day for trespassin’, I don’t even know WHERE home is.
Katie: You will ALWAYS...have a home...with us.
Mack McKane: No. No I won’t. I can’t.
Katie: I TOLD you, you weren’t you!
“What a night it is...when you live like this!
When you’re comin’ up beneath the clouds…
Don’t let me down.
...All the love’s still there I just don’t know what to DO with it now!”
When you’re comin’ up beneath the clouds…
Don’t let me down.
...All the love’s still there I just don’t know what to DO with it now!”
Mack McKane: I need you to hear me on this one...you and Ashers...you will ALWAYS...be my girls. You are the ones that saved me from what I was becoming. And there will ALWAYS...be a special place in my heart for you.
Katie: ...but?
Mack McKane: But I just...I don’t know how...to say-
“Oh can’t you tell I haven’t slept very well…
Since the last time that we spoke.
I said ‘Please understand, I’ve been drinkin’ again’
...and all...I do...is hope.”
Since the last time that we spoke.
I said ‘Please understand, I’ve been drinkin’ again’
...and all...I do...is hope.”
Katie: Say it Mack. For you. For ME...for HER.
Mack McKane: ...she scares the ever loving shit out of me. Never have I met such a dashing creature that looks upon this monstrosity and...and CARES for me. The Phantom isn’t supposed to GET Christine at the end...but I’ve fought...and I’ve ran...and I’ve done every fucking thing I can think of to self-destruct the whole situation but the bottom line is I…
Katie: Say it. Then know I will always care for you. And EVENTUALLY...I'd love to meet her...Ashley too! So. Say. it.
Mack McKane: I think...I fuckin’ love her.
Katie: Good boy. Goodnight Mack.
(Mack looks at the CALL ENDED flashing on his screen before taking a deep breath...he was on the verge of as close to tears as he could get so to put a stop to THAT shit he started chugging the whiskey...until he gets the shit scared out of him from behind.)
Voice: ...don’t you think it’s time your dense ass told her?
Mack McKane: *gurgling* FUUUUCKIN’ HELL!
(Mack whips around to see sitting even higher on the dome sipping what looks to be a cup of coffee...rests Levi Russow.)
Mack McKane: ...that call...weren’t none o’ your business.
Levi Russow: I’m fully aware. You have nothing to worry about from me. You love Mattie Cormier! Hell a girl like that? I’d scream it from the rooftops.
Mack McKane: ...she IS...just…
Levi Russow: She makes everything less...hateable. You don’t wanna be in abandoned warehouses sleeping with rats. You wanna be wherever she rests her worried head.
Mack McKane: ...worried head?
Levi Russow: MACK YOU IGNORANT SLUT. Haven’t you noticed? Yeah...the kids all poke fun at you. My son can be a right prick! WHERE...DO YOU THINK...HE LEARNED IT!!! But to let them get THIS under your skin?
Mack McKane: It...it ain’t that. I could give two FUCKS what them tossers think.
Levi Russow: Then tell me, Mack. After all...when I first met you...I give it to ya, kid...you fucked me UP! It was impressive.
Mack McKane: ...weren’t nothin’ personal...ish.
Levi Russow: I remember. You got paid, yadda yadda yadda, but you wanted to test yourself...against the Greatest Of All Time. And you did! And you knocked me on my ass!
Mack McKane: I suppose s-
Levi Russow: *sipping his coffee calmly* SO WHAT...THE FUCK...HAPPENED.
(Mack looks immensely taken aback by this...Levi tosses the empty coffee cup to the side.)
Levi Russow: You knocked me, ME...THE FUCKING ICEMAN LEVI RUSSOW...ON HIS ASS. And THEN...you GUTTED EVERYBODY IN YOUR WAY TO BECOME THE COLLATERAL DAMAGE CHAMPION!!!
...and then?...you ran...from a pretty face.
Mack McKane: You don’t get it…
Levi Russow: Oh son I get it WAY more than you know…
“He’s right you know”
(Mack jumps up and spins around to see Emma Russow herself circle the corner of the dome smiling warmly.)
Emma Russow: ...you shoulda seen him when I called HIS bluff. *she snaps her fingers* He folded like a house of cards in a tornado.
Levi Russow: Well I wouldn’t...go THAT far.
Emma Russow: Shoved his head underground faster than a scared ostritch.
Levi Russow: Em I think he gets the point-
Emma Russow: Ran into Star Stormz panic room and slammed the door.
Levi Russow: THAT...was just...quality assurance testing.
(Emma walks up and gently takes the bottle of whiskey from Mack, she takes a swig herself...and then smashes it on the ground before taking his hand...he looks bewildered and immensely confused.)
Emma Russow: ...your eyes...such a striking blue...they’re lovely but they’ve seen so much. The horrors they must have witnessed. Mack...I am so, TRULY sorry on behalf of the world for what’s been done to you. What you’ve had to do to others.
(Levi has slid down and swiped the butterfly knife out of Mack’s back pocket playing with it.)
Levi Russow: I get it man...the whole Conan thing…*points at the blade* THIS...THIS you can trust. But kid...what we’re tryina tell you is…
Emma Russow: You are more...than a knife. You are more than blood and guts and glory!
(Mack quickly swipes the blade from Levi and starts to back up.)
Mack McKane: Right...Hallmark and all is over. ‘preciate the sentiment but I got this far on me own...I think I can handle it from here.
(From behind...a massive figure appears as Mack backs into him...Mack slowly turns around and looks straight up at a smiling Slappy McGoo.)
Slappy McGoo: ...Hullo!
Mack McKane: Alright?
Levi Russow: Winning titles...cashing cheques and basking in glory...even zeroed in on revenge. I get that...I can help you with that. You wanna beat Alexis? You want the big one? You need to know how the main game is played. Proper. I’m your huckleberry.
Emma Russow: Empathy...basic adaptation...compassion...and the will to never, EVER give up no matter what. Building a RELATIONSHIP with Mattie? FINALLY opening up to her and TELLING her what she so desperately wants to hear? I am emphatically here for you, darling.
Levi Russow: You got two former champions in front of you...who see more than the world does...they can’t have the amount of faith in you that we do. Because we have seen it ...Hell, I FELT it. Let. Us. Help. You.
Mack McKane: ...I don’t like owin’ people favors...I don’t like bein’ made a fuss over...so thank you, but no thank you. The two of you is aces for offerin’ but...what’s HE offerin’?
(Slappy firmly yet assuredly places a hand on Mack’s shoulder and gets a very stern face.)
Slappy McGoo: Mack Attack…
...We Weren’t Askin’.
(Mack looks at all three of them absolutely resolute with exhaustion slinging the Collateral Damage title over his shoulder.)
Mack McKane: Welp...allons-y.
(The walk off as the scene switches.)
(The scene opened up inside the office of Star Stormz, where the PWS: APEX president was nervously pacing behind her desk. After a moment, the door opened and she looked up to watch Laura Phoenix, Marcus Cage and Eddie Lopez file into the room. Once the door was shut behind them, Star put her hands on the desk.)
Star Stormz: We have a problem.
Laura Phoenix: You sounded really worried on the phone. What’s going on?
Star Stormz: Well, I was just informed that we’ve got a new majority shareholder.
Marcus, Eddie and Laura all traded confused looks.
Marcus Cage: I fail to see how that’s a problem.
Eddie Lopez: Yeah, wouldn’t that be a good thing?
Star Stormz: Under normal circumstances, yes. But this...this could be a bit of an issue.
(She sighed, running a hand through her hair and resuming her pacing behind the desk.)
Star Stormz: The shareholder is Harrison Jacobs, an incredibly wealthy Southern businessman. He’s willing to put a lot of money into our company, and the contract we agreed on is pretty generous on our end. But he had one stipulation...he wanted to assign a representative to watch over the operations and ensure that his money is being put to good use.
Laura Phoenix: OK, that’s not an unreasonable request.
Star Stormz: You might not be saying that when you find out who he appointed…
(As if on cue, the door swung open and in walked Everett Jacobs, smirking like the Cheshire Cat. Laura’s jaw dropped, while Marcus and Eddie simply stared.)
Eddie Lopez: Wait a minute...aren’t you the guy that snuck his way backstage at the last Riot show?
Marcus Cage: And then got threatened by Mack McKane?
(To his credit, Everett’s cocky smirk didn’t fade one bit.)
Everett Jacobs: Yes, well...I’m willing to put the past behind us, in the interest of a mutually beneficial working environment for all. Don’t get me wrong, my father was quite willing to press charges, but we came up with a better solution.
Laura Phoenix (under her breath): Depends on who you ask.
Everett Jacobs: So, that being said, I sincerely hope that we can all work together going forward and make this a true team effort.
(Without waiting for a reply, he turned back around and walked out the door. After it closed, there was a moment of stunned silence in the room before Laura Phoenix spoke.)
Laura Phoenix: This is going to be a disaster.
SINGLES MATCH - NON TITLE MATCH
ALANAH O'CONNELL v RICHARD RIDER
(Bell rings as Alanaha O’connell and Rider lock up in the middle of the ring. O’Connell quickly locks in Rider with some chain wrestling to start the match. During the exchange, she has complete control. O’connell throws Rider into the ropes, but as he rebounded, she knocks her down on her back. Rider keeps control of the match after that. He does what he can to keep the veteran grounded. He even has a pin attempt as well but she kicked out at the cunt of 2. O’connell after that pin attempt seems a bit angry. So, she starts to make a come back in the match. Rider does everything he can so that does happen. He even tried to distract her by showing off his abs, but all that led to was him being punched in the mouth. O’connell goes off on him, and she doesn’t let up either. She controls the match and keeps him grounded. Towards the end of the match, Rider starts to fight back in the match but it’s too late, O’connell as control of the match she’s too strong for him to make a comeback. She hits the Irish Rose, on Rider and that’s all ends the match..)
Jr Freeman: That was a mistake for Rider to try to show off to Alanah.
Alf: It was his downfall of the match. He had a good thing going for him but he decided to be funny and look where it got him. Facedown on the mat.
WINNER = ALANAH O'CONNELL
(Later on, the scene opened up in the costuming department of the backstage area, where Mattie Cormier was busy making some adjustments to Alanah O’Connell’s newest ring outfit. She knelt down to put some pins into the hem of Alanah’s shorts, while the United Champion made small talk.)
Alanah O’Connell: So, do you think you’re gonna bring Mack to my Christmas party?
(Mattie glared up at Alanah with narrowed eyes, before she jammed a pin into her thigh, causing the Irishwoman to yelp in pain.)
Alanah O’Connell: Alright, I’m sorry! Yeesh, that hurt!
(She rubbed her thigh where the pin had been stuck in, while Mattie smirked a bit.)
Mattie Cormier: Serves you right, you brat.
(The two girls talked a bit more, before a shadow fell over them. Alanah glanced up and gasped a bit, while Mattie turned her head and immediately rose to her feet with a defiant snarl across her face as Everett Jacobs approached them, smiling broadly.)
Mattie Cormier: Didn’t you get the message the last time? You’re not wanted around here!
Everett Jacobs: Not so fast, my fiery little kitten. You clearly didn’t get the memo, so let me spell it out for you: Dad’s putting a lot of money into this little circus act, and he asked me to keep an eye on it, to make sure that he’s not wasting his investment.
(Both Mattie and Alanah’s jaws dropped as they stared wide-eyed at him, while he brushed off the shoulders of his suit jacket.)
Mattie Cormier: Your father runs a distillery! What the hell is he doing investing in a wrestling company?
Everett Jacobs: It’s called “diversifying your portfolio”, sweet cheeks. But you don’t have to worry your pretty little head about any of the business stuff. You just hang around and look gorgeous, and leave all the hard stuff to me. Who knows? Maybe if I need a piece of arm candy to escort me to the ring, I’ll give you a shout.
(He turned his attention to Alanah, giving her a once-over and a wink.)
Everett Jacobs: Lookin’ good, champ.
(And with that, he sauntered off down the hallway, leaving Mattie fuming and Alanah trying desperately to calm her down.)
MAIN EVENT - SINGLES MATCH
JACK RUSSOW V MILES KASEY
Meg Reynolds: The upcoming match is scheduled for ONE FALL and is the MAIN EVENT!
(Guitar chords rips across the sound system as "He's A Pirate" - Pirates of the Caribbean (Rock Cover) by James & FJ blares and Miles Kasey steps out with the hood of his jacket over his head. When the music really gets going he screams out with his arms stretched wide and poses as he begins his way down the ramp)
Meg Reynolds: Introducing first, hailing for Manchester, England, weighing in at 185 pounds, this is MILES KASEY!
(Miles climbs up the corner and stands atop it, pointing towards the crowd. He hops down off the top rope and slides his jacket off and stand in the center of the ring.)
JR: He returns to the ring for the first time since losing the United Championship to Alanah O’Connell, he returns to Japan off of an injury and too boot, he’s facing Alanah’s boyfriend AND someone that he didn’t exactly have a great start with, Jack Russow.
(The lights kick out in the arena as a scream fades from soft to loud...
"KEEP YOUR HOPES UP HIGH, AND YOUR HEAD DOWN LOW!!!"
A sheet of sparks showers from the rafters and "All I Want" by A Day To Remember's chorus blares as a young man walks through and kneels whispering to himself as he kisses the inside of his wrist. Then he grabs his hood and flips it up screaming in excitement for the fans who are sending him nothing but love and energy...the second coming of The Russows...young Jack Russow has taken the stage. Without wasting time he makes a beeline for the ring, slides under the rope, runs towards the opposite rope, handspring flips then corkscrews in midair landing on both knees with his arms outstretched smirking into the camera.)
Alf: I’m just gonna call Air Traffic Control right now because we have two of the best high flyers in PWS in this ring right now.
(Action starts off crazy just like it was expected, reversals after reversals. Flipping and flying all around the ring including a standing ovation stand-off between the two men. In the next go around, this time around, things start to get a little more strong style with harder hits and chops, eventually Miles chops Jack so hard, Russow crumbles to the outside. Kasey follows up with a big dive to the outside, crashing into the barricade. Jack staggers and they begin to slug it out on the outside before Jack gains control after Miles goes for a big kick and instead of connecting with Russow’s head, he ends up kicking the post instead. Jack sees this and immediately begins to work on the ankle and knee of Kasey including lifting him up and dropping him knee first on the commentary table.)
Alf: These two are beating the unholy hell out of each other.
JR: There is absolutely no love lost between them. We knew this was going to happen.
(Jack tosses Kasey back into the ring, he manages to quickly get to his feet though and cuts Russow off in the ring. They go back and forth again matching each other move for move, Kasey gets the upper hand and hits “Blast from the Past” but Jack kicks out at 2. Kasey physically looks pissed off at this point, and pulls Jack to his feet but Jack cuts him off and hits “Fortune Son” but instead of going for the pin, he locks in “Desolation Row”. Kasey tries to fight out of it but eventually passes out from the pain of the move and the referee immediately calls for the bell)
Alf: Miles passes out! OH MY GOD!
JR: Kasey still not really 100% but Jack Russow just won this match!
(Russow let’s go and celebrates his victory in the ring while Miles starts to come to in the ring. Jack stops and kneels in front of him as Kasey pulls himself up slightly. Eventually Jack offers his hand and pulls Kasey up to his feet and the 2 men shake hands and embrace for a moment before Miles raises Jack’s arm and the fans cheer.)
WINNER = JACK RUSSOW
(The show comes back from its final commercial break, the ring set up with a table in the middle. Standing in the ring were Star Stormz, Daniel Russow, and Alexis Makarios.)
Alf: We are about to see a contract signing g between the two in the ring.
JR: and remember there is a no contact clause. If dan plays a finger on Alexis, he loses his shot.
Alf: But if Alexis touches Dan, she is stripped of her belt.
JR: and both of them are known for their tempers… this should be fun.
(Alexis and Dan stand on opposite sides of the table. Dan, still seething at her words, just glared at her.)
Alexis: Look, Dan, you know I didn't mean what I said.
Dan: Doesn't matter. Can we get this over with? Every second I stand across from this fake, red homewrecker… I risk this match because I want to do nothing more than to jump across this table and make her face run as red as that hair of hers
(He grabs the clipboard and hastily signs it. He slides it over to Alexis who signs it as well. She hands it to Star, who smiles.)
Star: There you have it, folks! Next Sunday, Live on PPV at Last Rites… Alexis Makarios will defend her PWS:APEX World Title against Daniel Russow in a HELL IN A CELL MATCH!!! Don't miss…
(She was then interrupted by a very distinct Irish-accented voice, coming from the top of the entrance ramp.)
Malachi: Now, let’s just hold up a moment here.
(Sure enough, Malachi walks out onto the entrance ramp, microphone in hand and a smirk on his face. The crowd was divided in their reaction to him, some booing but a good part of them cheering for the Irish fighter. He pays them no mind as he walked down the ramp and got into the ring, while the three in the ring just stared at him.)
Malachi: First of all, let me congratulate you Star. Alexis Makarios versus Daniel Russow in a Hell in a Cell match for the World title...that’s a main event match if I’ve ever heard one. Bravo.
(The disdain is clear in his voice as he claps sarcastically. Both Alexis and Daniel glare at him and he flashes them a cheeky smile.)
Malachi: Seriously, you’re going to put these two in your main event at the PPV? Alexis has barely defended that title since she won it. Some champion she is. And your so-called number one contender got his ass handed to him by yours truly at the last Riot. If you ask me, he’s the last person that deserves a title shot.
Alexis: Excuse you? I defend this belt at EVERY ppv we have had. Ya know what, Star? Do we have time to have another match right now?
Malachi: Alright, settle your kettle, Ginger Spice. No need to get your knickers in a twist.
Star: Everyone just calm down. Malachi… do you have a reason for being out here right now other than to question my judgement? Dan earned his shot when he beat Jenn in a contenders match.
Malachi: Yeah, and then I kicked his ass last week at Riot, like I said before.
Star: Are you trying to say you want to replace Dan in the match? Because that won't be happening.
(Malachi rolled his eyes.)
Malachi: Of course not. Just because he’s one of your boys from back in the day, is that it? One of your original crew from the good old days of PWSi? Yunno, I’m starting to see Mack’s point about how there are certain people in this place that get all the perks, while the rest of us have to scratch and claw to even get a sliver of recognition around here. I’ve been one of the most talked-about stars on your roster, main evented Riot three times now...Hell, I’ve even beat the number one contender to the World title. Logic would dictate that I should replace Dan in that match.
Star: Calm down, Malachi. You have a valid point. You beat the contender. All I said was you weren't going to REPLACE him. I never said you wouldn't be IN the match. You sign this contract and we turn this into a TRIPLE THREAT HELL IN A CELL MATCH. What do you say?
(A smirk came across Malachi’s face.)
Malachi: Now, that’s more like it. You got yourself a deal.
(He walked over to the table and picked up the pen, signing his name on the contract.)
JR: This is HUGE!
Alf: Malachi just weasled his way into the main event at Last Rites!
JR: And that's all the time we have folks. Join us next week for Last Rites!
(The show cuts to credits)
(C) PWS: Apex 2019