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D E F I A N C E 14; Live from Kitchener, Ontario on HBO
Topic Started: Apr 27 2014, 08:45 PM (1,143 Views)
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The scene opens with the roar of motor cycles outside of a bar as "Defiance" by. Righteous Vendetta hits . The camera pans in going down a line of motorcycles leading up to the entrance doors of the bar until the beat drops and all members of Reapers In Pride step outside of the bar led by the President Lance Winters who is seen drinking a beer before tossing the bottle with a smirk on his face as he looks towards the camera. Highlights of each member flash on the screen as it then leads to the Reapers being tossed out of the ring by Jason Mentez, Tony Carmine and Emilio Vialpando.

I will spit in the face of defeat
Standing at the feet of my enemy
With fearless taste
I'm here to claim my victory


Highlights of Tony Carmine & Bank$quiat flash on the screen as they are seen hanging out with the RicHomie crew. Tony is seen carrying the Sunshine Championship as he looks at himself in the mirror making sure he looks good as Santos is seen creeping in the background. Bank$quiat individual highlights are shown as he is seen taking out D.C.

With a rope around my neck
I can feel the pressure of cheating death
I am facing the giants
Planning to silence the nations


Felicity Banks is seen standing at the top of a ramp looking out at a the crowd. Highlights of her winning the Tag Team Championship titles flash on the screen as it quickly transitions into her ordering the Reapers Hellhounds to take out her former partner. She is then saw making her return being booed by many standing in the same place she was earlier on the ramp with a smile on her face laughing.

Come on stand up
Put your hands up
Live in defiance


The scene quickly changes to Kayla Maivia Bank Shotting Tony Carmine as she is seen in her hood looking down at him. The scene then fades into highlights of her Hard Knox career including the way she won the Cyber Championship.

Come on stand up
Put your hands up
Live in defiance


Fans chanting "LAX" is heard as the scene fades where Emilio Vialpando is seen in the middle of the ring holding his former HKW World Championship with a smile on his face laughing. The scene then fades into highlights of Emilio since coming to HKW ending with him winning the HKW Championship in a cage match holding up the title while the fans chant "LAX".

Overtaken by the sound of the cadence
Can you hear it?
A million lives were there for the taking
Not one was spared history in the making


"HKW NATION!" is then heard echoing as highlights fade in of Gwen Massey. She is shown during her three historic matches at Breaking Point defeating the odds of defeating The Shadows, Lance Winters and to end the night by winning the HKW World Championship!

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With the pyros still going off as the HKW Nation continued to cheer and chant in their little frenzy. The camera pans out around the arena as it catches a couple of signs, some saying “I heart R.I.P”, “Dragon Fist”, “For the Masses”, “Tank is going to kill you” and so on. Finally the camera zooms into the broadcast team where all three members were looking around them at the excitement which was evident

Brian Mason Welcome Ladies and gentlemen to another edition of Hard Knox Wrestling’s Defiance - episode number fourteen! To my left as always is the lovely Maddison Harthrone and to my right is the cold yet … well cold Alexa Corra. Man, to think Maddison, Alexa. Fourteen episodes in and right off the heels of an amazing night at the inaugural IPPV Breaking Point. From stretcher matches down to title defenses, it was a night to be remembered!

Maddison Harthrone That it was Brian. We saw champions crowned and we say number one contenders being established. Dreams and history was made at Breaking Point no doubt and that was the night that we crowned not one but two HKW Champions. One was being Jason Mentez who put the brakes on all accusations and showed the world that he WAS about his business after all when Emilio, Tony and he took it straight to R.I.P then went on to capture the HKW Championship title.

Alexa Corra Though, that didn't last long as Gwen Massey came out after not only participating in one match but two matches prior to and went on to use the Golden Opportunity to capture the HKW Championship title from him. Yes, that was a pivotal moment in Hard Knox right there but let’s not forget Future Shock who captured their first HKW Tag team title run. With the help of Hunter Werth, yes, I am going to say it. If it weren’t for him, I believe the HKW Tag Team Champions would've been the Reaper Hellhounds.

Maddison Harthrone Nonetheless, they aren't and Future Shock finally dethroned the former champions and right on their heels are the Super Saiyans who are hungry and won that amazing four way ladder match. Hats go off to them as well, no matter what people have to say about who the winner should have been or could have been. Similar case would be said about the Brad Kane/Craig Jacobs match along with the HKW Cyber Championship title match, wouldn’t you agree Brian?

Brian Mason Of course, Craig has made it known that he could’ve won but chose a different path and of course, The president of talent relations - Felicity Banks didn't take too kind to that. Oh and don’t get me started on that Cyber Championship title match, a disgusting way to win a championship in the first place by Kayla Callahan and had the audacity to go around as if she did something amazing. I can’t wait to hear what she has to say if anything.

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Inside the ring at the moment was Sadee Sanderson McLean who moved the microphone up to her lips

Sadee Sanderson McLean: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing to you at this time…. THE NEW HKW Champion... Gwendolyn Masssseeeyyyyyy!!!

As a guitar riff begins to play the introduction of "Painkiller" by Three Days Grace began to be played through the P.A. system. The fans instantly erupted into a frenzy of cheers..

After a few moments we see Gwendolyn skip out slightly with only a smile being the only thing visible with her hood over her head, covering most of her face. Behind her was none other than Stephanie Kyle, who walked beside her with a smile. Removing her hood, she just looked towards all of the fans who were on their feets chanting. She looked over on her shoulder where the HKW Championship was draped and she raised it up above her head as another loud pop was heard. Stephanie and Gwendolyn started to make their way towards the ring as Gwendolyn shouted out -

"Second to NONE!!" and they screamed (Right!)

More encouraged the fans got louder and more energetic. Turning around as she extended her hands out as she points to the back of her hoodie which reads "Second to none, never replicated nor duplicated"

After making it down the entrance ramp, she slapped a few hands before jumping onto the ring apron and turned around. Massey motioned for the fans to get more excited and they responded well to it. Helping Stephanie into the ring, Gwendolyn jumps onto the top rope and points towards the fans as the guitar riff sounds through.

Massey smiled as she lowered herself from the top rope and into the ring as she went diagonally to the other top turnbuckle and stood on it. She pointed out towards the fans. Upon getting the reaction she was looking for, she got down and reached for a microphone as she moved towards the center of the ring and motioned for the fans to calm down a bit. That wasn’t the case as they began to chant her name

“Gwen-Dol-Lyn, Gwen-Dol-Lyn, Gwen-Dol-Lyn”

Brian Mason There she is, the young woman who put can put Breaking Point on her list of amazing feats. She’s been here since day one and has done some pretty amazing things but capturing the HKW Championship title must be on the top of things, the best she’s done.

Alexa Corra I mean, I’m not a fan of her BUT… credit where it’s due

Moving the microphone up towards her lips, The HKW Champion released a soft sigh as she began to chuckle. Adjusting the championship on her shoulder, she just looked out at the fans who began to chant her name again

Gwendolyn Massey Okay now loves. I don’t have much time out here so we need to make this semi quick. So per the usual, Ladies and Gentlemen.. boys and girls… this is the part to where as always, if you don’t like me or like anything I have to say ESPECIALLY now that I am where I am… please either mute your television sets, laptops, iPhone, androids, whatever seeing I cannot say skip to the next part because we are live on HB-FUCKING-O no matter what has happened recently, we pay our respects, shed our tears but tonight, TONIGHT is going to be a celebration - in the memory of Ronnie Banks and the former HKW Tag Team Champion Charlie Samuel!!!

The HKW Nation began to cheer and chant “HBO”

Gwendolyn Massey Now for those who are new and don’t know who I am and for those who know who I am.. we have a little spin to add to it tonight. Hi, my name is Gwendolyn Massey AND I am the HKW Champion! Boy, does it feel good to finally say that right there. I won’t say this championship title was the only thing I have been fighting for but I will say it was just one thing on my list. HKW Nation, taking you back to Breaking Point for a moment, history was made by yours truly but it wasn’t because I fought three matches and won each and every one of them, hashtag Trifecta.. but the significance of them. HKW Nation, we are FINALLY free from that sick bastard Darwin Ridley!

She paused as the HKW Nation had their moment

Gwendolyn Massey I KNOW! I am just as excited as you all are. In addition to that, Demento and Michael Myers had to pack their bags and get the hell out of town as well. Which brings me to the HKW Championship title match. Now, I know some of you may not have liked how things happened, many wished that the likes of Tony Carmine had won the match so I could’ve kicked the living hell out of him and won the HKW championship but things didn't go down like that unfortunately. Jason, I commend you. I being one of those who didn't know where your head was at first was surprised at how you took R.I.P’s shit and threw it back at them. Jason, I am not sorry about using the Golden Opportunity contract when I did. I didn't come out and attack you and I didn't wait until you were half way up the ramp either. You and I were on an even playing field. You, being in one hell of a match and I being in two. I am looking forward to the rematch when we are both at one hundred percent though when the shoe is on the other foot and I am the defending champion.

Clapping their hands at her words, Gwendolyn looked over to Stephanie and handed her the HKW Championship title. Moving closer to the ropes, she leaned on them as she twirled the microphone around for a bit

Gwendolyn Massey Which brings me to one of the most grueling matches I have EVER been in. I’m talking about the R.I.P rules match against the leader of Reapers in Pride, that prick - Lance Winters. Yes, Yes, I know.. even prick is a nice term for that bastard. I’ll admit, that man gave me a run for my money but as I have warned Lance, when I got my hands on him, I wasn’t going to let go. I told him when it came down to him and I was going to give him that ass whooping that he deserved for a long time - I delivered. Looking back now, Lance wanted to divide and conquer and for a moment, he had the HKW Nation divided along with the locker room but at Breaking Point with the exception of one, we all saw that R.I.P when they don’t have their “buddies” all can be subjected to justice - I believe you all call it the number games? Hell, if given the opportunity again, I would do the same thing I did to Lance here tonight. Making promises to those who didn't even need the assist. I swear -

Lance Winters Oh stop.

The fans turn around looking around searching for Lance as he then finally seen standing at the top of a stairway in the stands. with his arms crossed.

Lance Winters Just please...PLEASE SHUT THE FUCK UP!

The fans boo as the RIP President makes his way down the stairs.

Lance Winters No one wants to hear you BLAB anymore Gwen, SHUT UP!. Sure, you beat me. AT MY OWN GAME! Good for you! I bet these people want a fucking encore?! ENCORE! ENCORE!

The fans begin to cheer encore in Lance’s face until one gets too close to him and Lance punches the fan in the face. He spits down on the man shaking his head.

Lance Winters SHUT THE FUCK UP!

He looks back up to Gwen.

Lance Winters Now…..Congratulations bitch. You did the unthinkable. You beat me. You cashed in your little briefcase. YOU WON THE HKW CHAMPIONSHIP. CONGRATS GWEN! Let’s have a big ol party in your fucking honor! And I promise that we will Have one in your honor, Gwenny Pooh.

Lance flashes a devilish smirk as he stands near the barricade. Gwendolyn moves Stephanie towards the ropes before holding them, allowing her to stand at ringside as she removes her hoodie and throws it into the crowd

Gwendolyn Massey I’ll be damned, Lance Winters, you still have so much shit to say after everything that happened. As expected. You heard the people, maybe we should give them an encore or maybe, you should take your puppies and leave. Take the night off from further embarrassment? No, this isn't about me. I won the HKW Championship yes, but this is about giving the HKW Nation a champion they can be proud of. Not saying Emilio wasn’t the one, nor would Jason not have been but I’m sure as hell saying I’m going to be that champion. If you disagree with that, then try and come take this Championship title away from me.. mind you I said try. Got an issue? I’m not hard to find apparently so… if you wanna jump? Jump? Jump frog jump?

Massey lays the HKW Championship title in the middle of the ring and backs up as she begins to motion for Lance to bring his ass into the ring. Lance looks down at the title and back up to the newly crowned HKW Champion. He looks around at the the arena as the fans begin to cheer Massey on. He chuckles and shakes his head.

Lance Winters This what you people want? DO YOU WANT ME SCREAM RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT?! And hop on in the ring? Beat you “Champion To Be Proud Of” Champion? You people and your tag line cliches...You hang on to them soooooooo much that they become old. You people...YOU PUPPETS! You're despicable.

Winters shakes his head looking back over to Gwen.

Lance Winters Who do I look like to you, Gwen? Am I Frogger to you? Is this...Is this the game the new reigning Champion plays with her contenders? Hop, hopity hop?!

He lifts a finger and wags it.

Lance Winters Sorry to disappoint, but I am no Frogger. I am the Bull Frog you will murder you with a blink of an eye you sorry bitch! I WILL HOP WHEN I DAMN WELL FEEL LIKE HOPPING! For that? That piece of crap you “wrestlers” work so hard for? That isn't something that exactly gives me a rise. But to see you bleed again...

He grins and licks his lips at the thought.

Lance Winters That my dear, will surely... Make me hop.

Lance grips on the rubber barricade and braces himself to hop over until..

"One more time and you'll be dead
At least I think that's what they said. Or...

Forty days won't break a man
It was a bullet in his head. Yeah..."


Zero McHannon rises from the curtains with narrowed eyes on Lance Winters as he begins to make his way down the ramp. He stops halfway and takes a look over to the crowd, nodding his head and trying to cool them off for a minute. After the crowd begins to calm down, Zero looks down at his feet before looking back up at Lance on the other side of the barrier.

Zero McHannon: I think you’re mistaken, Lance. You’ll hop whenever the management tells you to hop. But how fitting is this? Gwen wins the HKW Championship and this is supposed to be her moment of fame.. to be interrupted. You must get your socks off to not being able to claim your own spotlight.

He laughs in Lance’s direction and point at Gwen.

Zero McHannon: The #FightWinters App was answered, just like you wanted it to be. And someone who wrestled earlier that night called you on your bullshit. Then that wasn’t enough was it? You had to come to the main event as well, but that was ruined in a different way… a way that you were barely even noticed. Gwen had no advantages like I seen so many times from RIP. She wrestled her ass of for the match she was signed to by us, the match that stepped up to beat you in, and the briefcase cash-in. That, ladies and gentlemen, is a true champion for you, right there.

With another shooting look at Lance, Zero smirks.

Zero McHannon: Everything you've wanted your crew to be, Lance… How does that feel? You wanted to bleed your way into PDW, but the only person who has accomplished that so far is Annie Zellor. You wanted to transition from HKW to PDW, but you can’t top anything that Gwen did at Breaking Point, including putting you on your ass. Tell me.. where do you get that you’re even on the same pedestal as Gwen at the moment?

Lance grinds his teeth shaking his head. He steps back from the barricade and laughs.

Lance Winters I don’t “strive” for the spotlight bitch. I don’t feed off on it. Nope. NOT ME SIR! PDW’s time will come soon. And Zero….You might just be the first Weaper to Reap. AND HOW JOYOUS THAT MAY BE?! But let me ask you this question….How’s it feel? Hmm? HOW’S THAT VETO FEEL HUH?! Must be nice...To be denied like some puny punk bitch nerd in high school asking the the top pretty bitch out to prom. HOW THE FUCK DOES IT FEEL?!

Lance laughs.

Lance Winters Must, hurt... Huh, bitch?

He holds up his hand.

Lance Winters You don’t have to answer it, the way your pretty face is twisting up tells the tale.

Just as the HKW Nation began to “ooohhh” - “An Island” by Chevelle began to play through the arena speakers and from behind the curtains comes out the new HKW Cyber Champion, Kayla Callahan who was dressed in her casual wear. Her eyes went from the HKW Champion to Zero to Lance whom she sent a slight smile to. Adjusting her title, she just stood at the top of the entrance looking at Zero.

Kayla Callahan: Dammit, look what the cat dragged all the way to Canada. A shame. Lance, Sorry to interrupt your little spill but you aren't the only one who has an issue with Mr. Veto over there. Yeah, everyone heard man, I personally was laughing when RISKO got all up in your ass, Highlight of Breaking Point.. next to me winning the Cyber Championship WHICH, if I do believe, a certain bitch held before me??

Zero sighs and shakes his head at the sight of Kayla. He walks up the ramp, keeping his distance and then looking around to the fans.

Zero McHannon: Glad to see you around, Kayla. You show up exactly how you left, not doing a damn thing but being a distraction. I bet you’re really happy that rule didn't pass, so that you and the Backstreet Boys down there can keep involving your noses in shit that has nothing to do with you. But seriously? Don’t tarnish your precious belt there, you could go down in history as the worst Cyber Champion right next to Neon…. and well, we all know what happened to Neon.

He smirks again before lowering his eyes at Kayla.

Zero McHannon: You can thank me for putting a little motivation into you. Before that blowout night with me and Cyn, I would have rather watched paint dry then one of your matches or promos. After that? Well, look at you now. But you’re not as ready for everything that you think you are. The Cyber Championship is a step, not a leap. You and Lance could do a little bonding and maybe one of you dumbasses will figure out that this world doesn't revolve around the fucking two of you. You took extreme lengths you win that title.. What are you going to do to defend it is the real question.

Kayla shrugged her shoulders before moving the microphone back to her lips

Kayla Callahan: Ouch, burn on Neon’s part, how ironic that you talk that shit when she’s not here to defend.. nevermind, never the fucking mind. What in the hell do you think I’m going to do? Beat whomever gets in my way. Salem is tonight, whomever is next I’ll take down. Shit, Your right, I came back, won YOUR belt and in my contract, it states neither You or Cyn can touch me, I answer to two persons.. three persons higher than you two. Fun, I know. Hell, you said you rather watch paint dry than watch one of my matches? How about Massey? She’s the dullest person in Hard Knox, doesn't do anything amazing at all. I’m more talk worthy than she’ll ever be!

Gwendolyn Massey: HEY -

Kayla Callahan: AH.. important people are talking Massey, Shut up and sit the fuck down. Now as I was saying. You have an issue about how thing WILL be done around here? Lance is standing there wanting to beat your ass. I’m standing here ready to kick your head off. I think he and I can make some “real” magic happen and show you that maybe, MAYBE, the world does revolve around us...

Kayla said as she dropped the microphone and started to walk down slowly. The HKW Nation began to cheer as Gwendolyn slid out of the ring. Massey stood in front of Zero McHannon with her fist balled up ready to fight due to the superkick she got at Defiance XIII. Stephanie in the corner, holding onto the HKW Championship title and watching Lance as well. Lance chuckles shaking his head. He waves them all off.

Lance Winters I really...Really…..REALLY DON’T GIVE A COW SHIT ABOUT ANY OF THIS! DO YOU HEAR ME?! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! AND FUCK EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU! You kiddies wanna have your little spat. Go right on ahead. In the mean time….Gwenny Pooh, your party is on Ignite. See ya sweetie pie.

Lance laughs and blows her a kiss. He then heads back up the steps. As Zero and Gwendolyn looked at one another, Gwen shoved Zero out of the way as Kayla went to kick his head off. Looking towards Gwen who was slightly on the ground, she went to kick her but dodging it, she grabbed Callahan’s neck and planted her face first onto the outside mat thanks to her Royal Treatment. After moving the hair out of her face and Stephanie running over to her side. Gwen grabbed the HKW Championship title and mouthed “THAT’S how you celebrate!” before she looked over towards Zero.

Zero McHannon: Well... that’s cute. Kayla, you can talk the talk, but lets see if you can back that up. Defiance 16, you versus Gwen. Gwen, take care of my light work please.

Zero throws up a hand and walks past Kayla with a glare, making his way to the back of the curtains.

Brian, Maddison & Alexa: Well...

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We cut to the backstage area where we see Colton Sterling, one half of Future Shock and one half of the HKW Tag Team champions, hurrying up across the arena parking lot. He has two bands around his left arm, one saying "RB" and the other saying "CS", both names representing Charlie Samuels and Ronnie Banks. Colton has the HKW slung over his right shoulder before looking at his wrist and checking his watch. He sharply turns to his left.

Colton Sterling: Hurry up, Jaxon! We're already late for the show!

Rapidly entering view is Jaxon Queen, the other member of Future Shock and the other half of the HKW Tag Team champions. He has his title slung over his right shoulder and a small smile on his face.

Jaxon Queen: Alright, alright. Relax, man. You're gonna give yourself a stroke if you keep worrying about small things.

Colton Sterling: I get it. We are not booked tonight. That still doesn't mean we can just slack off and not show up for work. We're champs now. We have to be the two of the first people in this building.

Jaxon Queen: Alright, I got-

Out of nowhere, a loud roar is heard as both Colton and Jaxon turn just in time to see Leifi Mavia jump up and drive his fist right into Jaxon's face, laying him out with a Superman punch! Jaxon's title lies beside him as Chopz comes charging in at Colton. Colton drops his title and drives a boot into Chopz's midsection. He goes to drive a couple knees into his face, but Leifi comes charging in. Sterling catches him with a spinning heel kick that knocks him down, leaving him slightly dazed. When Colton turns back to Chopz, HKW's Pitbull charges forward, lifts Colton up, and slams him back first onto one of the building walls, stunning Colton.

Chopz: Son of a bitch!

Chopz grabs Colton by the hair and slowly peels him off the wall before shoving him forward, allowing Leifi to come in and spear Colton right in the midsection! Jaxon seems to be slightly stirring and slowly gets to his feet before Chopz rushes in and drills him with a big boot! Jaxon lays out cold as Chopz quickly grabs the title close by (Jaxon's title), while Leifi walks over to Colton's title, which still has Charlie's nameplate on it. Both men raises the titles up in the air as if they had just won them, before dropping the title right next to their actual owners. Leifi looks right at Colton, who is crawling over to Jaxon while holding his midsection, and smirks.

Leifi Mavia: We'll be seeing you again.

The two men backpedal out of the scene as Colton and Jaxon lie on the floor, holding the areas they fele the most pain in while coughing out and groaning out in pain. The scene slowly fades to both men looking at the direction the Hellhounds just left in, anger plastered all over their faces.

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Ding.. Ding.. Ding..


The sweet introduction to "The Class of 73 Bells" by Prefuse 73 & The School of Seven Bells plays over the speakers and Aguardente Ayano dances out onstage, wheeling around with her fake fur cardigan.

Sadee Sanderson McLean: From Obihiro, Japan, by way of Viana do Castelo, Portugal... "Burning Water" AGUARDENTEEEE... AYAAANOOOO!

As she grooves towards the ring she hugs and high-fives fans, then slides under the ropes and takes a stage bow before resuming her dancing.

The lights dim down slightly as “Chemicult” by Dead Horse Trauma begins to blare through the P.A. system. A few seconds later Craig Jacobs appears before the crowd getting a great ovation. He has his hood up as he bounces in pace before throwing the hood back and letting out a giant war cry.

Sadee Sanderson McLean: “From the Cyclone City of Ames, Iowa, he weighed in tonight at 204 lbs, the last graduate of the Kane Wrestling Academy, Craig Jacobs!

Craig begins to make his journey to the ring, slapping a few hands that stick over the guardrails. From there, Craig Jacobs slides into the ring, popping up to his feet and throwing his arm out with his index finger into the air. He backs into a corner and begins to stretch while the song fades.

Brian Mason: Well, Craig Jacobs comes back after a loss to his teacher, Brad Kane. But I must say, he technically DID win at Breaking Point.

Maddison Harthorne: Yeah, the act of moral fiber on Craig Jacob’s part was sweet. But, I suppose he believes in karma. Or maybe he just respected Brad Kane enough that he wanted to win fair?

Brian Mason: Well. Moral fiber seems more logical, I suppose.

Alexa Corra: Well….. Let the referee get in trouble. Could be controversial. But whatever.

Brian Mason: Oh, Alexa.


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The two superstars start to circle the ring. Ayano bends her knees and puts her arm in the air. Craig Jacobs does the same, and they both lock their hands together, and Craig grabs her arm and twists it. Now he’s behind her, squeezing the arm. Ayano then gets out of it, and counters it doing the same thing. Now she’s behind him. They move back, and both hit the ropes together with her still behind him squeezing the arm. She lets go of him, and he runs to the ropes and hits and goes back toward her. She drops to the ground, and he runs over her. Hits the opposite ropes. She gets up, and jumps over his head. Craig hits the other ropes again, but she connects with a clothesline. She goes for the pin

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Brian Mason: I was going to say. That’d be too easy.

Maddison Harthorne: I agree with that, Brian. But what if it was?

Alexa Corra: Oh, come on. You two didn’t actually believe Craig Jacobs, who was trained by Brad Kane, was going to tap out THAT easy over a clothesline?

Maddison Harthorne: Anythings possible, Alexa.

She walks over to him, and picks him up. He punches her stomach. He then stands up and hits the ropes. However, she clotheslines him again. The crowd go in ‘awe’. Ayano grins, and picks up Craig. Craig is groggy, and she takes this opportunity to go behind him, and grab his underwear to give a wedgie. Craig immediately comes to life, and elbows her in the face.

Maddison Harthorne: Was she really about to give him a wedgie?

Alexa Corra: Well, I mean. You gotta do what you gotta do.

Craig punches her again, and then irish whips her to the turnbuckles. She hits him, and he was already running towards her. He connects with the clothesline, and she falls down to the mat with the back of her head touching the middle turnbuckle. Craig then backs up. He runs over and does a knee to the face. The crowd goes ‘OH!’

Brian Mason: Ouch! Ayano might be bleeding!

Alexa Corra: Really? I doubt Ayano be bleeding after that.

Brian Mason: Come on, Alexa. That was a brutual kne--- OH LOOK HE’S GOING FOR IT AGAIN!

Craig goes for it again, but Ayano rolls over quickly with Craig connecting his knee to the middle turnbuckle. He falls to the mat in pain, grabbing that knee. Ayano touches her face to try to relieve the pain from the first knee. She pulls herself up. Craig then rolls over and does the same.

Maddison Harthorne: What’s going to happen. Both wrestlers are up.

Brian Mason: Ayano and Craig, right now. Here we go.

Alexa Corra: The crowd is into this? Okay. I guess it’s not soooo bad.

Ayano and Craig are up. They both look at each other. Ayano runs to do another clothesline. Craig ducks, and turns around to kick Ayano in the shin, causing her to fall on the knee. Craig immediately connects the HAWKED OUT!

Brian Mason: LIGHTS OUT! IT’S OVER!

Craig goes for the pin.


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TWO.



















THREE!!

Ding.. Ding.. Ding..

“Chemicult” by Dead Horse Trauma plays. Craig stands up, and the referee puts his arm in the air.

Sadee Sanderson McLean: Your winner by pinfall. CRAAAAAAAAAIG JACOBS!

Craig nods, and looks over at Ayano who gets up to her knee. Craig nods again, and gets out of the ring and heads to the back. Ayano gets to her feet, and makes her way out of the ring.

Brian Mason: What a good win for Craig Jacobs!

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The scene opens with the Director of Operations - Anya Hunter looking very well rested after the last two weeks which she would consider to be hell with an amazing pay off which was Breaking Point. Ipad in hand and a bright smile on her face, she went around, expressing her gratitude with those who were involved “backstage” when it came down to Hard Knox’s first IPPV. After handing out a few treats and gift cards, Anya started to go towards her office but was stopped suddenly by the vibrating of her cellphone

Anya Hunter: Really? While I’m at -

She paused as she read the message which was really an email from one of the co-owners of Hard Knox - Brandon Banks. Anya smiled before looking up towards the ceiling

Anya Hunter: Nice to see him back to his old chipper self. Guess I should go see what the man of the hour wants with me... or.. naw, let me go now

Heading in the direction of where he had told her to meet him at. She found one of her assistants sitting down enjoying a snack. Handing her the Ipad, she told her to get back to work. Shaking her head as she sped up, Anya reached the room and knocked on the door awaiting for an answer but then remembered that Brandon rarely says “Come In”. She instead opened the door to see Brandon on his cellphone literally having a business conversation

Anya Hunter: Well, I’ll be..

Placing her hands on her hips and tilting her head, she just smiled as he held up his index finger to her.

Brandon Banks: Alright, so when can you guys start working on it?

Brief pause, nothing too long.

Brandon Banks: Well that sounds good to me. Have your people send my people the estimate on the one in Jersey and the one in New York ... Alright, payyyyce.. Er, I mean bye.

Banks taps his home screen and slides his phone back into his pocket. He claps his hands a few times, before screaming out a quick “Wooohoo!”

Brandon Banks: Ahhh shit, Anya! Big things! We’re doin’ big things right now. Damn, I’m happy as hell bruh. Breaking Point was a success, and now we’re on the road towards Destiny! Shit, you wanna know the best part about it all?! We’re on H B fuckin’ O. I can say fuck whenever I damn well please and I don’t gotta worry about it being censored.

Banks fists bumps the air before doing a little jig, not caring how stupid he looked.

Brandon Banks: Oh, and we’re about to get two smaller facilities built in New York and New Jersey so the young’n’s don’t gotta drive all the way to Philly. I mean, Philly’s still gonna be our HQ… But shit, we’re on tour now! We’re in Ontario!

Cheap pop from the crowd.

Brandon Banks: Good times in H Kay Dubya right now. Good times.

Anya nodded her head before she took a seat in front of the desk where Brandon sat and she tilted her head

Anya Hunter: Convenience, I can see that. Making moves, Making moves.. but what was so urgent that you needed me like ASAP?

She asked him as she crossed her legs and looked at him with her brow arched. Banks reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a sheet of paper.

Brandon Banks: This..

He hands Anya the piece of paper, the camera zooming in over her shoulder to get a good view.

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Brandon Banks: I remember someone runnin’ this idea by me a few months ago and I don’t know why we didn't do it then. With some of our talents leavin’ over the next few months, we’re gonna need people to step up and prove they’re main event caliber competitors. Those eight? They’re the ones that are ready that ain't already holdin’ a championship. I could see any one of them step it up a notch, but.. I wanna see which one of them wants it the most.

After studying the paper and the names on it, she slowly nodded her head towards the names on it.

Anya Hunter: Past Champions and talent who are constantly running their mouths along with those who actually work. Brandon, I love the way you think.. All or Nothing huh?

She began to tap her lip with her index finger

Anya Hunter: Interesting. What would be the outcome of this though? That big pay off? A championship opportunity? Or something a little more interesting?

Anya asked him as she tapped the piece of paper.

Brandon Banks: Well this isn't gonna be no short little tournament dealio. This things gonna last all throughout the summer, into the early fall and in the end, the winners gonna get..

Banks pauses, squinting his eyes as he scratches the back of his head. Clearly, he’s deep in thought.

Brandon Banks: A main event match HKW Championship on pay per view. Shit, by then the HKW title’s gonna be dubbed as the World title.

Banks shrugs his shoulders.

Brandon Banks: Hell, that might be the name after tonight if Tank can beat them Hellhounds.

Anya Hunter: Oh? This is going to be interesting. The names on that paper will have their work cut out for them.. I cannot wait until we get this started. Now, as far as Tank goes and the HKW-

She paused

Anya Hunter: The HKW World title after tonight.. Do you really think Tank can do it? With Lance having a stick up his ass about a total lose at Breaking Point, we all know his involvement will be known huh... I suppose I’m going to have to see to believe. Nonetheless, This… this right here. Will make HKW, a yearly thing and the winner or winners get to face the champion? Yeah... thumbs up Banks

Anya said as she slid the paper back towards him. Banks grabs the piece of paper and shoves it into one of the drawers to the desk, thinking over Anya’s question.

Brandon Banks: Fuck a Lance Winters. I don’t even know why he’s wrestling tonight, bruh. Ain’t he only sposed to be havin’ matches from that Winters app? I ain’t really tryna hear no one complainin’ about Lance hurtin’ them like Hunter was.

Banks looks down at the program sitting on the desk, nodding his head once he sees Lance’s opponent.

Brandon Banks: Eh, he got Quiat. I ain’t even worried then. Aye, when you gonna go out there and kick Winters ass? I know you probs voted for yourself on that app, didn't you?

Anya laughed before nodding her head

Anya Hunter: I did, I won’t lie about that but as long as someone beat his ass, I was good. She did well, if the opportunity came again though, I’d throw my name in the pot again. Just dont want to seem like the commentators who wanted one more moment. I never really gave up being a wrestler it’s just I’d rather handle business behind the ring instead of being beaten around an arena and for what? Just to say I did it. Winters will be Winters. Tonight he will probably vent and move on. So should we.. but...

She laughed at him and then ached her brow to him

Anya Hunter: I have to ask you now, did you put your name in there?

Banks chuckles but shakes his head from side to side.

Brandon Banks: Naaah. If I really wanted to kick dudes ass I’d just get like four or five people from the back go jump em and then I’d make the match..

#EvilBB

Brandon Banks: But I think that dude’s funny as hell. He’s good for tv, especially HBO.

Banks turns his head just enough to look at the camera.

Brandon Banks: Ain’t that right HBO?

Looking like he was expecting an answer for a moment, Banks snaps out of the zone he was in and glances back at Anya.

Brandon Banks: What were we talkin’ about again?

Anya Hunter: Nothing dude ha. I’ll admit, With whomever comes out as Champion tonight, this All for Nothing Series, shit… Hard Knox is getting more interesting every Defiance… speaking of which, I need to get back to work. So do you!

Anya said as she smacked her hand on the table and headed out of the room laughing to herself

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The scene opens up inside the RIP hangout bar and grill. However, the only there is Zakk Lewis. He doesn't have his jacket on. He has the jacket on the table, and he stares at it intensively. He wonders. He thinks.

Zakk Lewis: RIP....

RIP, the only gang/group that looked at Zakk Lewis and didn't think anything bad of him. He finally found his 'people'. But, he was tired. He was frustrated. He was getting beyond pissed that he was the peasant of the group, basically, even though it isn't perceived in that light. The constant beat-ups. The constant getting shit thrown on him. And the fact that his brother was in HKW as a trainer.

Zakk Lewis: No.

Zakk Lewis gets up, and turns around to see the cameraman infront of him.

Zakk Lewis: Maybe.... Speaking too soon about the druggie's death was too soon. And maybe I didn't get the reaction I wanted. No matter. I don't care anymore. Ronnie Banks's death and funeral happened, and now we can stop talking about it. But here's the big thing. For all the people that believe that I, Zachary Andrew Lewis, cannot become one of the best in this company. Fine. You can believe that. Because, in the wrestling world, every fan is smart. We, wrestlers, are too predictable. How about NOT predictable? How about even the slightest edge can drive a mad man insane. That's where I come in.

Now, I don't really care about the HKW Championship, nor do I care about anything else right now. I'm done with being the peasant, the peon. And the first person to try anything. Will be gone. Now, I'm going to reclaim my good name. And show everyone that I will become elite status. And nothing will get in my way.

But I'm not very fond about Jesse Lewis returning to PDW as the Ambassador, nor am I fond of him being a trainer for HKW. Now, you people who are living under a rock. Jesse Lewis, yes, is indeed my older brother. Oh, he's the older brother of I, and he's soooo full of advice. You think I give a shit? No. You people are IN LOVE with Jesse. Spirit Z, one of the greatest wrestlers of this time. Ha! You people are hilarious. The only heavyweight championship he's even won was back in the indies. He's not a legend, and quit calling him that.

Jesse, you see, to reclaim my good name; I thought about it. I need to go after you. I already hate you. I already despise your existence. And no. Jealously isn't a factor, because there is no jealously. I have a wrestling career, you don't. But judging by your resume, you're still a wrestler, technically. You're semi-retired. Means you're not retired yet. Means, I can still come after you. So, Jesse. What's it to you? I know you're coming out later today to 'address' some bullshit. Good luck.

Oh, and by the way. You won't be watching me. I'll be watching you.

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The show returns from commercial break to see the ring already occupied by four people. In one corner, Vodka and Mad Dog Ayano are seen talking to one another, no one understanding what exactly they are saying. On the other side, Aries is headbutting the turnbuckle (obviously practicing his headbutts for the match) and Tanner is finishing up eating a Twinkie (the man has a problem).

Brian Mason: Well...it seems like almost everyone is ready....

Alexa Corra: Why IN THE SWEET FUCK is Tanner Sands eating a Twinkie?

Maddison Harthorne: ....can't even answer that one.

Before the bell even rings, Tanner charges towards Vodka and tackles him right out of the ring and out onto the ground! Tanner and Vodka begin rolling around the floor, trading punches as the ref looks at them. He shrugs his shoulders and calls for the bell, allowing Aries and Mad Dog to start off the match.

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DING! DING! DING!

Aries quickly charges in at Mad Dog, but she ducks and he ends up crashing into the corner. When Aries turns around, he is met with a stiff chop to the chest that locks him into the corner. Mad Dog drills him with two more chops, each one seeming more brutal than the next, before she takes a step back, then launches forward and drives her right elbow right into Aries's face, forcing him to slump down to the mat. Meanwhile, on the outside area, Tanner and Vodka have both gotten to their feet before Vodka motions for Tanner to come at him.

Brian Mason: LISTEN TO THOSE CHOPS!

Maddison Harthorne: That's gotta hurt!

Alexa Corra: She better stop or she just may slap the funny out of Aries.

When Tanner charges towards Vodka, Ayano manages to sidestep him and Tanner goes crashing right into the announce table! Tanner stumbles backwards running into the table and Vodka grabs him from behind and tries to send him sailing through the announce table, only for Tanner to turn it around and send Vodka sliding across the announce table and right into Brian Mason, knocking both of them out!

Unfortunately for Tanner, Mad Dog has exited the ring, leaving Aries in there, and is slowly stalking the Ohioan. Tanner continues to chuckle Vodka's predicament before slowly turning around....and getting his head taken off with a lariat by Mad Dog! The audience explodes out in cheers as Mad Dog grabs Tanner by the head and slowly gets him to his feet before repeatedly smashing his head in on the announce table!

Alexa Corra: L-O-L at Mason.

Maddison Harthorne: This isn't funny! Are you alright, Mason?

Brian Mason: Yeah, I'll be alright....WHEN SOMEONE GETS VODKA'S ASS OFF OF ME!

After letting go of Tanner, Mad Dog slowly makes her way back into the ring. She slides underneath the bottom rope and gets to her feet...only for Aries to come charging in from her right side and hit a running knockout punch, his right fist connecting with Mad Dog's jaw! The audience gives out a mixed reaction as Aries cackles like the fucking madman that he is as he goes for the cover!

Maddison Harthorne: PUNCH OF KILL EVERYTHING CONNECTS!

Brian Mason: P.O.K.E. for short!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

Sadie Sanderson McLean: The winner of this match....TANNER SANDS AND ARIES ARMADAIST!

Aries quickly exits the ring and backpedals right up the ramp as he just continues on cackling while the Canadian audience shoots him a mixed reaction. Tanner slowly gets to his feet...only for Vodka to come charging in and tackling him to the ground before mounting on top of him! The audience cheers Vodka on as security comes in to break them up and the scene slowly fades out to Vodka and Tanner staring each other down.

Winner: Tanner & Aries (6:50)

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Backstage a camera crew is standing outside the locker room of one Felicity Banks. There’s another woman present inside Felicity’s locker room, but the camera can’t quite get a look of who it is. Felicity looks to be in deep conversation with this woman as we begin to hear the clittering and clattering of footsteps coming from down the hall.

The camera looks over to see who is coming and it is Onyx looking a bit nervous as she runs a hand through her hair taking a deep breathe. As she gets closer to the door, the camera looks back to the room where Felicity was slowly sneaking out closing the door behind her and when she turns, she comes face to face with Onyx.

Onyx: Well hello Felicity.

Onyx says with her eyes widen as it seemed like Felicity came out of no where but soon her look turns into suspicion as she looks at the expression on Fel’s face which leads Onyx to look at the door that it seemed she was protecting.

Onyx: … Hm. What are you up to?

Felicity turns back and looks at the door, trying to come up with a story that would make sense.

Felicity Banks: I was, err… Uh, that was a new trainee. I have this big huge entrance planned for Destiny, and she’s going to carry my throne, since ya now. I’m the queen and all.

She bites down on her, wondering if Onyx believed her.

Felicity Banks: What has you wandering these germ infested Canadian hallways, eh?

Onyx looks back at the door wondering how one woman was going to carry Felicity, sitting on a throne down to the ring but she knew it wasn’t any of her business so she wasn’t going to press the issue so she looked back at Felicity.

Onyx: I’m on my way to see Brandon to talk over some business matters.

Felicity narrows a brow.

Felicity Banks: Business matters? The hell kinda business does he---

She pauses. Huffs. And then puffs.

Felicity Banks: I forget that he owns this shindig here. Kinda cool, actually. Maybe I could become CEO or some shit one day.

She places her finger on her chin and stares up at the lights.

Felicity Banks: Nah. I’m winning Gwen’s title before I do any of that. But, yeah. I do love talk about myself, but what kinda business are you talking about?

A slight smirk appears on Onyx’s face.

Onyx: You’ll find out soon enough.

As she walks by Felicity, she stops for a moment and turns around.

Onyx: Before I go. Let me suggest you get more than one woman to carry you on your throne. Felicity. We wouldn’t want our… “Queen Bee” to fall and break her crown now would we?

Smiling to herself, Onyx continues her way towards Brandon’s Office. Felicity watches her way away, thinking something over in her head.

Felicity Banks: I’m just gonna do it.

In two seconds flat Felicity runs in and pinches Onyx’s rear before Onyx could even react. Felicity runs back to her locker room. Onyx looks back in the direction Felicity went with a scowl before just rolling her eyes and shaking her head as the scenes fades.

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The video begins with the sight of Joey Miles, in his house in Miami, Florida, sitting on the couch. The camera is a tad shaky, clearly being held by someone who doesn't have experience in videotaping. The quality is also awful to suggest a cheap camcorder being used.

Joey Miles: Hey guys, Joey Miles here. Sorry I couldn't be there, live, at Defiance. Not that any of you care.

Suddenly, the man being the camera begins speaking.

Crackhead Sean: Come on, dude. We talked about this. Cheer the fuck up.

Joey Miles: I can't, man.

Crackhead Sean: Sure you can. Should I get the fleshlight?

Joey Miles: What? No. Fuck, man. Why do you think the fleshlight will always help?

Crackhead Sean: Always helps me when I'm feeling down.

Joey sighs.

Joey Miles: Fuck it, man. Turn off the camera. Nobody in HKW wants to see me.

Crackhead Sean: Dude...

Joey Miles: Turn it off.

Crackhead Sean: Fine.

Sean puts the camera down, pretending to turn it off, but actually leaving it on and in perfect position to see Miles. He steps into the shot and sits on the couch, next to his best friend.

Crackhead Sean: Why are you so down, man? People will like you. It just takes time.

Joey Miles: I'm zero and two. Nobody cheers for me. Nobody ever talks about what Joey Miles did. Maybe this side of the business isn't for me. Maybe I should just stick to commentating.

Crackhead Sean: Fuck that, dude. This is what you're passionate about, man. This is your dream. You've always wanted to be a wrestler. Every day you sat behind those tables, watching everyone else do what you wanted to do since the day you were born. That shit's been eating at you since day one. You're finally doing it. You're finally living your dream. So you're off to a rough start, so what? Remember in 2WWF, when they replaced you on commentary with Fuse-Boy? What happened? People petitioned to bring you back. People do give a fuck about you, man. You just need to stick it out.

Joey Miles: I don't know, bro. I've been working out constantly, training with some of the best wrestlers I've ever seen step into a ring and I still can't win.

Crackhead Sean: Your first match was not only a triple threat, not only falls count anywhere, but it involved Brad Kane. That guy's a fucking beast. They fed you to the wolves right away. Of course you weren't gonna win. Your second match was a battle royal. You know how hard it is to win one of those things? And it's not like you did nothing. You at least eliminated someone.

Joey Miles: Yeah, by getting lucky.

Crackhead Sean: That shit don't matter. Both times, the odds were stacked way against you. And you know what? Both times you lost, but both times you gave it your all. You did your best and showed the World that you can be more than just a commentator. Your time is gonna come, man, if you just stick it out.

Joey Miles: You really think so?

Crackhead Sean: Fuck yeah, man. I mean, shit, who are you?

Joey Miles: Joey.

Crackhead Sean: No, I'm saying, who the fuck are you?

Joey Miles: Uhm...Joey Miles.

Crackhead Sean: No man. Who. The. Fuck. Are. You?

Joey Miles: I don't...I don't know what...

Crackhead Sean: You're Joseph 'Cunting' Miles! You're the biggest cunt in the World! When life throws you lemons, you don't make lemonade. You take those lemons and you cut them in half and shove them in some poor bastard's eyes! You're the most confident motherfucker in the World because you're the cunt. You are - the - cunt. Where the fuck did that confidence go? You need to bring it back and you need to use it to kick some fucking ass! Now who are you?

Joey Miles: Joseph 'Cunting' Miles.

Crackhead Sean: Who the fuck are you?!

Joey Miles: Joseph 'Cunting' Miles!

Crackhead Sean: Say it with ya chest!

Joey Miles: What?

Crackhead Sean: Sorry, too much Kevin Hart. Say it with pride!

Joey Miles: Joseph 'Cunting' Miles!!

Crackhead Sean: That's what I'm talking about. And what does Joseph 'Cunting' Miles do?

Joey Miles: Fuck Korean hookers and snort cocaine!

Crackhead Sean: That's, uhm...Well, yeah, that too. But I meant win!

Joey Miles: Fuck yeah!

Crackhead Sean: You're the cunt and you win!

Joey Miles: Fuck yes ferret!

Crackhead Sean: What are you gonna do at Ignite?

Joey Miles: Win!

Crackhead Sean: What are you gonna do every week?

Joey Miles: Win!

Crackhead Sean: What are you gonna do when Hulkamania runs wild on you?

Joey Miles: ...Win?

Crackhead Sean: Fucking right you will! Because you're Joseph 'Cunting' Miles and you're a winner! Now get out there and win!

Joey Miles: Alright!

Joey and Sean jump out of their seats as Miles excitedly exits his house. Sean smiles and winks at the camera, before Joey returns back into his house.

Joey Miles: My match isn't for a couple days.

Crackhead Sean: Oh yeah...Well get out there and win in a couple days!

Joey Miles: Yeah!

The two men awkwardly stare at each other following the burst of excitement. After a few moments, the silence is broken.

Joey Miles: Wanna snort something?

Crackhead Sean: Sure.

Joey nods and heads off to get whatever in the World they're about to snort. Sean lifts the camera up and points it at his face.

Crackhead Sean: Get ready HKW. That motherfucker is the future.

Sean lets out a wide smile before turning the camera off and ending the segment.


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The scene fades as a set of doors open inside the Elks Bar & Grill. Reaper In Pride members are seen scattered around the bar as in the door way stands Lyle Risky wearing a tan suit with a black dress shirt underneath with a few buttons undone. His hair tied back into a ponytail he looks around the bar while taking off his sunglasses. He then looks towards the actual bar it's self seeing the man who he was looking to see. He makes his way towards the bar while placing his sunglasses inside of his shirt. As he gets to the bar he waves over the bartender.

Lyle Risky: Coors Light, please.

The man Lyle sits beside looks over revealing himself to be the President of the Reapers, Lance Winters. Lance smiles at the sight of Lyle.

Lance Winters: Well, well, well. Look what the pussy done dragged in! Bla--

Lyle holds up his finger.

Lyle Risky: I'm not here to catch up or bond with you Lance.

Lance nods and takes a shot. He looks back towards the bar. Lyle gets his drink and takes a swig of it.

Lance Winters: Fine, ya grump.

Lyle Risky: Not grumpy, just not in the mood. I did what I was supposed to do. Now it's your turn to hold your end of the deal.

Lyle looks over to Lance.

Lyle Risky: Don't you dare lay a finger on RED anymore. Do you understand me? I don't wanna see or hear about you or your guys roughing him up ever again. If I do...You can bet your ass I will reverse my fucking ruling on that veto.

Lance takes another shot and giggles.

Lance Winters: Calm down Blake. You did good. You did good for the club like you've always done. What has you so jumpy hmm?

Lyle looks away and sighs.

Lyle Risky: Look I just...I just lost one of my best friends, I don't need to lose another one.

Lance looks over and pats Risky on the shoulder.

Lance Winters: You don't have to worry about that. And if it means anything, I apologize for Zakk's stupidity.

Lyle takes another drink and places the beer back on the bar as he stands up.

Lyle Risky: Just keep there son of a bitch away from me. Because I will...I will not hesitate to beat his fucking ass.

Lyle walks away and out the bar as Lance watches him leave with a smile on his face. The scene then fades away.

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The scene opens in a dimmed hallway, the camera gets fumbled around before it focuses onto the stone-chiseled face of Leifi Maivia. He then tilts his head to the side leading into him cracking his own neck before he holds the camera further from his face showing him sitting on the cold hard floor.

Leifi Maivia: E pala ma'a, 'ae lē pala 'upu... Even stones erode away, but words will never decay. So heed what you say, everyone has the aspiration to take down the Reapers. But can never follow through with their plan. But even if your focus changes to something else... I remember. I remember every name that's stood against me. Every face that's blocked my path... I remember the words that..."

Before Leifi could continue he looks up as a shadow casts over him.

???: About that time mate.

Leifi smirks and gets up quickly dropping the camera. At that moment all that can be seen is Leifi and some dark haired mystery man walk down the hall.

Scene fades to static.

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Ding.. Ding.. Ding..

"Secret Weapon" by MxPX begins playing over the loudspeaker. Hunter Werth makes his way out from behind the curtain doing a little strut as he comes out. He stops for a second putting his hand to his ear, waiting for the cheers of the crowd. He then starts walking down the ramp slapping hands with the fans beside the ring that offer them.

You are your own secret weapon.
It's all up to you, to come out swingin'.
It's all up to you!


Hunter walks up the ring steps and swings around to the opposite side of the post. He grabs the top rope and propels himself over the top rope. When he lands in the middle of the ring, he hops up again using the ring to propel himself up a big doing a 360. He then cracks his neck and goes to his corner waiting for his partner

Sadee Sanderson McLean: The following contest is a tag team match and is set for one fall - Introducing first, from Phoenix, Arizona; weighing in at 180 pounds, he is HUNTER WERTH!

'Murked Out' by Brougham hits and out walks 'El Ladron' Eddie Ramirez, his customary black hoodie pulled up over his head. He looks side to side, nodding occasionally and smirking as he walks to ringside.

Sadee Sanderson McLean: And his partner - Standing 6'1" and 220 lbs. ... from Los Ebanos, Texas... he is The Thief... 'El Ladron' Eddie Ramirez!!!

When he gets to the ring, he bounces on the balls of his feet and throws some shadowboxing punches, before throwing back the hood and walking up the steps. He climbs a turnbuckle from the outside and gazes around the arena, nodding and slowly raising his fists high over his head. Slight pyro sparkles fall from the ceiling and Eddie bounces down into the ring, yanks off his hoodie throwing it outside. He claps his hands together, then squats slapping his hands on the mat, finally finishing with a 'bring it on' hand gesture as his music fades.

Brian Mason: Two men who put on one hell of a performance at Breaking Point with one of them being the man of the hour leaving some still baffled at his actions at the Pay Per View..

Maddison Harthorne: Many consider it comradery, some have said that it was Werth’s way of telling Future Shock that THEY are Eddie and himself a HKW Tag Team Title shot ..

Alexa Corra: While the most obvious was that prick was trying to make sure that the Reaper Hellhounds didn’t go home with the gold because that would be so fucking bad!? They have kicked more ass than the new Tag Team Champions and yet look at them, being second to two people who made a tag team at Defiance 12 and won the title at Breaking Point? Call me suspicious.

Brian Mason & Maddison Harthorne: Suspicious…

As the sound of Alexa sucking her teeth, “Like a Wrestler” by Jacki Boyz began to play throughout the arena and instantly the arena filled with boos as The Diirtyy South enter the stage, as London stares down the crowd with her hands placed on her hips, she's greets with a neck hug from Veronica.

Sadee Sanderson McLean: Introducing their opponents - "Making their way to the ring, from Houston, TX & Atlanta, GA, Veronica Rae and London London, The Diirtyy South!!"

The two then go down the ramp, Veronica skipping, London just strutting,. London climbs onto the ring apron, then jumps up to the turnbuckle mocking the fans, before hopping back down and taking imaginary selfies either by herself or with Veronica.

Maddison Harthorne: Now if you want to talk about a pair of females who have made enemies rather quickly in the tag team division, it goes without saying that it has to be London London and Veronica Rae - The Diirty South girls. These females along with Primitive Unrated have had a heated rivalry since the two of them both debuted at Defiance VIII

Brian Mason: That is true, with the childish actions by these two down right to their major change when they decided they wanted to start trying to break peoples legs and junk!

Alexa Corra: That’s it? You all make it sound like they do things on the level of R.I.P? Yes, I am glad to see two females who are willing to take out their opposition in order to gain some ground if that is the case. The tag team division was boring and now that Future Shock are the champions, what can we expect from them? Nothing.

Brian Mason: Rude?

Alexa Corra: Wimp? Got his ass beat by R.I.P? Must I continue?

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With the bell sounding off, Veronica Rae was going to be the one starting for her team as Hunter Werth was going to start for his. Hunter playing off the crowd started up a slow clap which with the help of Ramirez sped up at the moment that Werth and Rae locked up. Rae working herself around Werth, got him in a headlock before kicking his knee and forced him to drop to one leg. Assuming she did something, Rae raised her hands and just began to trash talk the HKW Nation. Werth rubbing his knee just looked at Rae before getting back to his feet. Turning around, Rae was met with dropkick not once but twice before he followed up the combo with a massive belly to belly before hooking the leg for the early pin

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T-KICKOUT!

Brian Mason: Looks like the man of the hour Hunter Werth has came to Defiance 14 to show that he has what it takes and that what he did at Breaking Point doesn’t change who he is in that ring huh?

Maddison Harthorne: I agree, Even though that was an early pin, it was still a nice combo

Werth not even really worried about Rae kicking out, with one of her arms in hand, he forced her into his corner where he tagged in Ramirez and the two of them whipped Rae against the opposite set of ropes. Rae ducking the offensive attempted both men were going for, bounced off the ropes behind the two young men and before she knew it, both men connected with a double back elbow to her. Both men kipping up at the same time, Werth went out back onto the apron as Ramirez picked up Rae and went for a scoop slam before running over to the ropes and once he came off them connected with a leg drop to the young female. Werth and Ramirez playing the crowd now with Werth stomping his feet which caused the HKW Nation to start to clap their hands as Ramirez went into one of the corners. Watching as Rae slowly worked herself onto her feet, Ramirez showed a devilish smirk before running towards her for a running knee lift but she quickly got back to her vertical and used Ramirez’s own momentum against him when she connected with her signature full nelson bulldog.

With Ramirez on his face and Rae slowly crawling back to her corner, she turned around to see the young man slowly shaking off the effect of her move. Lunging at London, the referee saw the tag and in came London who just waited for Ramirez to turn around before she connected with a double knee facebuster to him and looked at Werth who was yelling towards Ramirez. London with a smirk on her features went for the cover

Maddison Harthorne: What a sick smile!

Alexa Corra: What do you expect? These females are the best we have in HKW hands down when it comes down to getting the job done this way

One...

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TW-KICKOUT!!!!

London grabbing Ramirez by his head, pulled him up onto this feet before she began to kick him in various places on his body before she followed up with an irish whip into her corner where Veronica Rae was waiting patiently. London began to go towards the referee and start an argument with him in regards to her last cover as Rae moved her foot right on the neck of Ramirez and started to choke him out. Werth seeing enough of this went to go help his partner but the referee quickly went from London whose job was completed to him to keep him out of the ring. Still holding him there, London used the assist to connect with a corner crossbody. By the time Werth finally gave up, the referee turned his attention back into the match right when London tagged in Rae.

Alexa Corra: SEE! That’s what I’m talking about in this match! Do what needs to be done to win! Go The Diirty South!

Brian Mason: Really? You have to be kidding me? You are seriously cheering for those girls?

Maddison Harthorne: To each their own apparently

With both members of The Diirty South in the ring, they both began to stomp on the chest of Ramirez before the referee started his count. Stopping at 4, London exited the ring with a very pleased smile on her face and the HKW Nation just let their opinions about the ladies rain down on them with boos. Dragging him out of the corner and into the middle of the ring, Ramirez began to reach out towards Werth who tried his best for stretch his arm out as far as it could go but Rae stomped on Ramirez’s hand before applying a modified bow and arrow to him.

The referee checking on Ramirez and Werth trying to get the HKW Nation behind him. He began to loosen the young females grip and forced the hold to be broken. With him being able to catch his breath for a second. Ramirez started for his corner but was stopped by Rae who turned him around but when she did, Ramirez connected with a shining wizard.

Maddison Harthorne: SHINING WIZARD BY EDDIE!

Brian Mason: Now that was beautiful!

Alexa Corra: You all are so bias... we are commentators! No favoritism!

With both participants on the ground and their partners more than ready to get into this match, they crawled to their corners and got tags at the exact same time. With the pop from the HKW Nation, Werth ran in and ducked under the clothesline attempt by London and off the ropes he connected with a springboard forearm smash but the moment she got back to her feet he connected with a short arm clothesline and the third time she was on her feet, she went to whip him into a corner but he reversed and London went flying into the corner instead. Pointing towards the Diirty South member, the HKW Nation began to cheer as Werth went towards her and worked himself to the second rope and began to pound her head with strikes as the HKW Nation counted along

“1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9-”

Brian Mason: 10!? What in the hell!?

Alexa Corra: See what happens when you are bias, people notice!

Getting to nine, Werth was pulled down by Rae who poked him in the eyes and threw him out of the ring. Ramirez back in the ring as well went for Rae and kicked her in the gut which caused her to drop to one of her knees before her went for the Grand Theft Uno but instead was met with a Spin kick right to the jaw by London who was saved her partner. With the referee starting his count, London and Rae looked at one another before they slid out of the ring and started to both take it to Werth who was still trying to get himself together.

Alexa Corra: NOW THAT’S HOW YOU HAND OUT A BEATING!

Maddison Harthorne: Now what was that about being bias earlier on now? That is just down right wrong!

Brian Mason: Yeah, I agree. No one deserves to be attacked like that especially when you could just win the match

Alexa Corra: You two haven't noticed have you? This wasn't about winning no match you fuck-tards

The referee at the count of 5. Ramirez was back on his feet and noticed what was going on outside. Going as fast as he could, he pulled London away from his tag team partner and the two of them began to fight one another

With both teams on the outside not even listening to the referees count, he motioned for the bell to be rang as a result of neither legal person being back in the ring after the ten count..

Sadee Sanderson McLean: The referee has decided to count this match as a double count out!

Brian Mason: REALLY!?

Alexa Corra: See what I mean? They wanted to send a message that they are the baddest tag team in HKW. With the Future Shocks so open about challengers and shit, why not? Why not beat up on the team who ALLOWED Future Shock the titles in the first place

Maddison Harthorne: You know Brian? Corra might have a point here

Nothing listening still, Werth began to get the upperhand on Rae before she poked him back in the eyes and whipped him into the barricade. As Ramirez lifted London up about to slam her on the ground, she wiggled her way out of it and both London and Rae connected with a double kick to the gut before throwing him back into the ring. Looking to do the same thing to Ramirez as they have done to other tag teams, Rae motioned for London to go get a chair.

Alexa Corra: Bam right there, The Diirty South with the equalizer, the statement maker

Maddison Harthorne: A chair?

Alexa Corra: Yes bitch, a chair...

Inside the ring, Veronica Rae was stomping on Ramirez making sure he didn’t get up as the chair came into play and at the moment where it looked like The Diirty South were going to wail on him, there was a loud pop and came running out where Primitive Unrated members Katia and Katanna who slid into the ring and forced London and Veronica out. Throwing insults their way. The two teams stared down one another before Katia and Katanna got out the ring and started to chase the other two females.

Brian Mason: Primitive Unrated for the save!

Maddison Harthorne: Looks like those ladies know more about that than anyone else on the roster when it comes to dealing with the Dirrty South girls

Alexa Corra: FUCK!! Messed up a good thing there...

Werth sliding back into the ring, he went straight for Ramirez to check up on him and help him up to his feet. The two just looked at each other before shaking their heads. The HKW Nation started to cheer for the two until a figure hopped the barricade and slid right into the ring. Before Werth or Ramirez could turn around, the mask man knocked both men down. The masked man leans back on the ropes watching Eddie Ramirez try and climb up to this feet. He then sprints over putting Eddie back down with a Ace's Spade, knocking Eddie out. The man looks down at both men and laughs before rolling out of the ring. He jumps over the barricade and takes one look back before disappearing in the crowd.

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The cameras open up to which is a dark room, the only thing that gives the slightest bit of light was the small red light that shined down. Seconds followed and footsteps could be heard which were followed by growls. Menacing dog-like growls that came across a pause moments later.

Voice: Tonight, a man by the name of Tank will fall. That man Tank is going to fall incredibly hard and he will not be getting back up. Why?

A haunting laugh creeps along.

Chopz: Tonight, he will be stripped of his shield. He will be stripped of his pride. He will be stripped of the layers of meat that are on his bones. Tank will finally realize whether he wants to or not, that these "Reaping Hounds". Leifi and myself? We aren't the kind that gets pet on the head. No. We're scavengers. Tonight, Tank is going to learn a very tough lesson. A lesson I truly hope he learns from.

Coming into the light, Chopz is seen barely in the dimmed red light as he turns to aim the light on the back of his jacket, displaying the Reaper and the initials of "R.I.P"

Chopz: You're hella-brave Tank. I'll give you that much credit. You can walk around with such a bright, intelligent smile, shaking all the hate thrown your way off your shoulders. Heh...

Chopz: I promise you this Tank. The end of the night, the end of our match. You will not be smiling, buddy. You will not be smiling at all. Tank will be diminished and forever deceased. You might think you're immovable, but you just don't know. You ... Just ... Do ... Not ... KNOW! The power we possess, it can change things. The immovable can be moved, and it will. Trust me!

Pulling down on his jacket, he takes in a deep breath.

Chopz: See you out there, Tank! Reapers ... In ... Pride. Out!

He moves out of the light as the red light turns off shortly after. Cameras fade.

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Sadie Sanderson McLean: The following contest is a handicap match scheduled for one fall! If Tank wins, he will go on to face Gwen Massey later on tonight for the HKW World championship!

"Final Prayer" by Hatebreed plays over the sound system, with a few shots of pyro flying into the air. Tank comes out onto the top of the entrance ramp, holding a subway sandwich in one hand and bottle of water in the other hand, wearing nothing but his singlet and ring boots.

#TankSmirk

"Destruction - in its purest form
No limit to the vicious damage done
Corruption - injustice with no remorse
Heinous disregard, our future's uncertain"


Tank methodically walks down the entrance ramp, taking three bites out of his foot-long before it's gone. He then takes a drink from the bottle of water before pounding it down, and then yelps out a battle cry.

#TANKSMASH!

"But as life comes from the earth
It must return to the ash
Cleanse ourselves of those vile traits
And crawl back from annihilation
Worthless
We shatter lives
Ruthless
We decimate the earth"


He snaps out of his zone, and becomes focused on the task at hand, slamming down at the ring steps before walking up them. He walks midway across and looks at the crowd, pounding his chest over and over again.

"Final prayer
Final Prayer for the human race, we know our time is running out
Millions of people will suffer and die; by the hands of those in power
Final prayer
Final prayer for the human race
You must bow to your knees and repent for the human race"


He then gets into the ring and stares the referee down into the corner.

"Awakened
To the blood stained face
For a world that can not be changed
Forever reminded
Of a nightmare that is every passing day"


Tank then stretches out as he prepares for the match.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Introducing first, weighing in at 300 pounds, he is TANK!

Brian Mason: Tank looks ready to become World champion status here tonight!

Maddison Harthorne: If he does it, he will technically be the first World champion due to the title being defended in a different country!

Alexa Corra: I hope you don't honestly think that Tank is gonna survive this match.

Here I Stand
Helpless and left for dead


The lights in the arena go completely out as Dance With The Devil by. Breaking Benjamin hits the PA System. As the base kicks in the lights begin to flash silver, white and black as if they were strobe lights surrounding the arena.

Close your eyes
So many days go by
Easy to find what's wrong
Harder to find what's right


The camera then pans towards the crowd as Leifi Mavia and Chopz are seen standing at the top of a stairways on opposite sides of the arena of each other looking out to the fans. They begin to slowly make their ways down the stairs.

I believe in you, I can show you
That I can see right through all your empty lies
I won't stay long in this world so wrong


As fans reach out to try and touch the men they pull their arms away and pushes the fans away. Chopz goes ahead and threatens the fans that tried and reach out. After being separated from the fans by security they continue down the stairs to the barricade.

Say goodbye
As we dance with the Devil tonight
Don't you dare look at him in the eye
As we dance with the Devil tonight


They stop looking around the arena and towards the ring then hops over the barricade. Slides into the ring and steps into the center of the ring walking around as if they owned the joint. They look over to the announcers desk giving them a hard cold stare before turning away from them setting their eyes towards the crowd.

Trembling
Crawling across my skin
Feeling your cold dead eyes
Stealing the life of mine


They shake their heads as they look at Tank.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: And his opponents, THE REAPER'S HELLHOUNDS!

Maddison Harthorne: The Reaper's Hellhounds could very well defeat Tank here tonight!

Alexa Corra: More like decimate....

Brian Mason: Hmph.

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DING! DING! DING!


As soon as the bell rings, Leifi and Chopz rush forward and immediately begin clubbing and punching Tank, eventually trapping into the corner. Tank tries to stop the flurry of fists coming his way, but the two big men have overpowered him early on and are trying to wear the big man down. After a few more seconds, you can see Tank slump down to the mat allowing Leifi to back up as Chopz goes and grabs his head. Except Tank is playing possum.

Once Chopz gets Tank to his feet, Tank slaps Chopz's hands off of him before drilling him with a headbutt that knocks him down and forces him to roll out of the ring. Leifi tries to come charging in, a look of alarm on his face, but Tank is quicker on his feet and catches him with a black hole slam! Leifi writhes around in pain as his back has now collided with the mat before he slowly rolls out of the ring. The audience, which is anti-RIP, begins to cheer for Tank after his few seconds of offense.

Brian Mason: Tank taking it to RIP early on!

Maddison Harthorne: He needs to stay on them though. They won't be down for long!

Alexa Corra: What he needs is a miracle!

Tank quickly exits the ring and grabs Chopz by the head before slowly getting him to his feet. He then drives Chopz right into the barricade, the impact scaring the living shit out of the people in the front row as they back away. Tank then grabs HKW's resident pitbull and slowly rolls him back into the ring before hopping on the ring apron himself. He goes to enter the ring, but out of nowhere, Leifi Mavia sweeps his feet right under him, forcing his jaw to collide with the apron! Tank stumbles backwards, holding his jaw, as Leifi hops on the apron and flies at Tank, his outstretched arm taking out the big man with a flying clothesline!

Maddison Harthorne: What a flying clothesline by Leifi Mavia!

Alexa Corra: He just took his fucking head off.

The audience boos Leifi as he begins putting the boots to Tank, only for Chopz to roll back out and join him in the assault after being able to shake off his. After a few stomps to the head, rib cage, and midsection, Leifi and Chopz slowly grab him to his feet before both use their strngeth to lift him up, which actually garners a few cheers from the audience due to their strength, before planting him down onto his back on the hard floor!

Brian Mason: Tank really taking a beating here...

Alexa Corra: Say good bye to your title shot, Tank.

The Canadian audience just goes back to booing as Leifi grabs Tank by the head this time and slowly rolls him back into the ring at the same time Chopz slides back in. Chopz immediately stomps on Tank's head before lifting him up to both feet. Chopz stares at Tank's face and even yells at him that you don't fuck with the Reapers before lifting him up off his feet and planting him down with a spinebuster! It is the Leifi's turn to cause some harm as he begins to crack his knuckles while taking a step away from Tank.

Chopz yells at Tank to get up and almost suddenly, Tank has this surge of energy that allows him to spring to his feet and drive Chopz into the corner. He drives his shoulder into the Hellhound's midsection multiple times before backing off and turning around...only for Leifi to charge in and drill him with a Superman punch! The audience seems to shoot out a mixed reaction at the move as Leifi goes for the cover!

Maddison Harthorne: What a superman punch!

Brian Mason: Leifi going for the cover here!

Alexa Corra: It's over!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-KICKOUT!

Leifi just shakes his head as he looks over at Chopz, who has now recovered from the attack, and tells him to "end him". Chopz just smirks as he begins stalking Tank, motioning for him to just get on all fours before he can connect with Bite On This. Tank slowly gets to all fours and Chopz quickly runs forward. When he reaches Tank, he jumps up and drives his boot into the back of Tank's head, forcing Tank to faceplant the mat as Chopz connects with Bite On This!

Maddison Harthorne: Bite On This connects!

Brian Mason: But why aren't they going for the cover?

Leifi looks at Chopz and wonders why he isn't going for the cover, but Chopz just shakes his head and tells Leifi that they are gonna REALLY end him. Leifi smirks, knowing what this means apparently, as he backs up into the corner, looking to connect with the Samoan's spear. Chopz grabs the lifeless Tank and slowly gets him up to both feet before turning him around in order for him to get speared in half. Only, before Leifi can go for the spear, "Thank You" by MKTO begins to blare throughout the speakers, catching the attention of both men.

Brian Mason: OOOOOOOOOH BOY!

Alexa Corra: What the fuck are they doing out here?

The audience gives out a solid pop as through the curtains exit the tag team champions, Future Shock! Both men are shirtless and without their titles as they have these pissed off looks on their faces. Chopz quickly lets go of Tank, allowing the big man to hit the mat with a thud. Leifi looks over at Chopz and motions to himself before the two men nod their heads and Leifi exits the ring. Future Shock barely moves down the ramp when they stop in their tracks, Leifi making his way even further up the ramp and almost halfway.

Colton and Leifi lock eyes, while Jaxon keeps his eyes locked in on Chopz, even yelling at him and calling him a bitch. Colton takes a step forward, almost within arm's reach of Leifi, but he does not move any further. Meanwhile, in the ring, Tank has slowly gotten to his feet and is just stalking Chopz from behind. Jaxon motions for Chopz to turn around, a smirk on his face. Leifi does not notice the motioning Jaxon makes as he keeps his focus on Colton.

Maddison Harthorne: Look out behind you, Chopz!

Alexa Corra: Turn the fuck around, Chopz!

Brian Mason: I think Chopz might be in a little trouble here, ladies!

When Chopz does turn around, he is met with a spear from Tank! The audience lets out a solid pop as Leifi finally breaks his focus on Colton and quickly turns around to see what all the commotion is about. His eyes widen as he watches Tank slowly lift up his partner for #TankSmash! Leifi begins to run down to the ramp, but Colton, who is much smaller is size, manages to speed past him.

Alexa Corra: Move the fuck out of his way!

Brian Mason: Keep your position! beat his ass!

#TankSmash connects as Chopz hits the mat, but Leifi stops in his tracks when he sees Colton race by him and eventually get in front of him! Tank goes for the cover and the ref slides down to count it, back turned to the outside!

Brian Mason: #TankSmash! It's over!

ONE!

Leifi goes to charge in on Colton, the tag team champion not even attempting, but he misses as the champion sidesteps him, hitting the apron as he does so.

TWO!

Leifi slowly turns around, keeled over, and Jaxon takes him out with a lariat!

THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

Alexa Corra: FUUUUUUUCK.

Brian Mason: TANK WINS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Maddison Harthorne: With a bit of an assist from Future Shock!

Sadie Sanderson McLean: The winner of this match and NEW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER TO THE HKW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP, TAAAAAAAAAAAANK!

Tank slowly gets to his feet and raises his hands up in victory, but on the outside, Jaxon and Colton kneel down next to Chopz and whisper something to him, with Jaxon adding in for him to "try that shit again". The scene fades out to Tank motioning at his waist that he is gonna become the new HKW World champion tonight.

Winner: Tank (17:32)

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The camera switches to a shot backstage, showing the camera man walking into the locker room of The Super Saiyans, Michael Alexander and Jin, who are busy preparing themselves for their match. Jin looks to be ready, while Michael is busy lacing up his boots. Michael seems to be quite focused, judging off the quietness. Jin is his usual, excited, self.

Jinzai: FUCK, man! I still can’t believe we won it! I mean, I knew we would, but still!

Jinzai continued to babble excitedly as Mikey chuckled at his partner’s enthusiasm.

Michael Alexander: You better believe it, it happened! Now, we just gotta wait until our shot comes along.

Out of nowhere, someone walks inside. The Super Saiyans look over to see RIP member, Zakk Lewis. However they are noticing something different about him. Mikey tilts his head and notices the Cross of St. Peter (or upside down cross) either tattooed or heena’d in between Zakk’s eyes. Zakk looks over at the two guys and scoffs.

Zakk Lewis: The hell you two lookin’ at.

Michael tilts his head for a moment before placing a hand on his chin, trying to find the words he needs. He opens his mouth for a moment, but changes his mind and closes it again. After a few seconds, he speaks up.

Michael Alexander: You’ve got a little something on your face.

Zakk quirks an eyebrow, and walks over to Michael.

Zakk Lewis: Well aren’t you a goddamn genius. You aren’t blind! Ha-HA! Don’t worry about what’s on my face. Do yourself a favor, and go columbine yourself. Seriously, who takes you seriously….. Super Saiyan. Yeah, okay. Last I heard Dragonball Z was an overrated anime show that was in the past.

Zakk Lewis chuckles.

Michael produces a half hearted laugh before getting to his feet, sizing up the similar sized wrestler that stands in front of him.

Michael Alexander: No, I’m not blind but I’m damn sure smart enough to not get a tattoo on my face. You must have gotten as far in life as you’ve wanted to get something like that.

Michael starts to circle Zakk Lewis, slowing dissecting him.

Michael Alexander: Nobody takes us seriously? Tell me, Zakk, how do people treat you? The less skilled little brother of Jesse Lewis. Hell, to say you have any skill would be a stretch, honestly. I mean, you lost to Milo Boyd. In fact, he handed you your ass. You don’t get to tell anybody that people don’t take them seriously, you don’t have that right.

Zakk then clinches his fist, and then grabs Michael by the shirt collarbone.

Zakk Lewis: Don’t. You. Ever. Mention. His. Name. Around. Me. Ever. Again. He’s not my brother. And you watch what happens to Jesse Lewis. Lemme guess you think Jesse Lewis is a great wrestler from the past, too? Oh, wait. That’s right. Your scumbag of an older brother and him were in the same company too. And what happened to that company? It’s dead. Just like your brother’s career. And…. ‘his’ career too. And really? You want to bring up my mistakes. Well how about this for a lesson learn: I learned my mistakes. And from here on. You’re gonna see a new person. And you better stay outta my way.

A look of genuine surprise comes across Michael’s face.

Michael Alexander: We’re gonna see a new you? Really? Can’t say I’m all that intimidated by that statement, honestly. You’ll always be a joke, Zakk, and the fact that RIP picked you up just shows me that they’ve got slim pickings and are just taking what they can get. Yes, your brother JESSE LEWIS, was and always will be a great wrestler and I’m not gonna sit here and defend Jakob but I don’t throw a fit like a teenage girl every time he’s mentioned. Now, I suggest you take your hands off of me before I throw your unconscious carcass out of this locker room. That little group of yours doesn’t scare me and these “scare tactics” won’t work, it just makes you look stupid.

Michael gets himself free and throws a punch, but Zakk ducks, but Michael goes for another punch, causing Jinzai to leap in and pull Michael back, trying to restrain him and keep the fight from escalating any further. He manages to keep the two apart, while trying to talk his tag team partner down.

Jinzai: Dude, Michael! Save it for the match!

Michael, without taking his eyes off of Zakk Lewis, responds.

Michael Alexander: We have to fight better wrestlers than him anyway.

He pulls away from Jin.

Michael Alexander: Go and shine Lance’s shoes, bitch boy.

Zakk Lewis stands, idling.

Zakk Lewis: Hmmph. Don’t get too angry. Because, if you do. It might make your tiny brain explode. Just ‘saiyan’.

Zakk Lewis then starts to laugh evilly, as he walks out of the room leaving Michael and Jin alone.

Michael watches Zakk leave before sitting back down, taking a breather in order to calm down. He ponders over something for a moment before piping up, catching Jin’s attention.

Michael Alexander: We never did get around to talking about this revelation of mine.

Jinzai frowns for a moment, before his eyes widen in realization about where this conversation was going.

Jinzai: Oh yeah! You said something about it a few times since the ladder match, but you never went into detail other than it kinda shook you a bit.

He sits down next to Michael and glances at him curiously, wanting to know more about this revelation.

Jinzai: So, what’s this all about Mich-Al?

Michael’s expression changes a bit as he tries to remember the details.

Michael Alexander: At first, it was a dream, maybe a nightmare. I’m not sure but I remember standing on a cliff, hearing something behind me and turning around...but nothing was there. Out of nowhere, something appeared in front of me, like it was invisible or something. Some kind of...creature and it attacked me, stabbing me right in my shoulder and causing us both to fall over the cliff, into the water. We sank to the bottom, with it on top of me still. It’s not moving and I realize….it’s trying to drown me. I was thinking “I’m gonna die, I cannot believe this is how I’m gonna die.” I see my blood mixing with the sunlight that is shining through the water. Everything slows down and I see his pincer through my shoulder and I decide that I don’t want that in there anymore. So, I pull it out and it lets me go and more than that, I can tell that it can’t find me. Doesn’t even know where to look.

Michael glances up at Jin before continuing.

Michael Alexander: Then, it dawned on me. Fear is not real. The only place that fear can exist is in our thoughts of the future. It is a product of our imagination, causing us to fear things that do not at present, and may not ever exist. That’s insanity, Jin.

Jinzai stared at him for several long moments, before he spoke slowly, in a joking tone.

Jinzai: Dude… do you always get philosophical when you hit your head?

He laughed for several seconds, before he quieted down and looked ahead.

Jinzai: I get what you’re saying though. All of our doubts, our fears and shit like that isn’t really real. It’s just our minds playing tricks on us, no more no less. So you and I… we’ve got to conquer that shit.

Jin pauses, before looking back at Michael.

Jinzai: … Or somethin’ like that, right?

Michael stands up and starts to wrap his hands.

Michael Alexander: Don’t misunderstand me. Danger is very real...but Fear is a choice. We are all telling ourselves a story and that day, mine changed. R.I.P? They use scare tactics, like I told Zakk but if you don’t fall for it, if you ignore it, what do you have? Wrestlers and that’s all they are. In a match against them? We know we can win. Just like we’re gonna go out and do, right now.

The Super Saiyans make their way out the door and out of sight, heading to the ring.

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Appearing on on the KnoxTron as the scene faded into focus were two participants in that great ladder match for an opportunity for the HKW World Tag Team Championships - Katia and Katanna, Primitive Unrated who were standing right next to one another with their matching attire as they both gave off a very positive vibe with their smiles

Katia Torres: Tonight, Hard Knox is in for a treat when Katanna and myself go into that ring and put on a match which will put the tag teams in this federation on the map..

Katanna Torres: Though, it isn't against the HKW Tag Team Champions, that day is coming soon. No, tonight we face the number one contenders who have been feeling themselves quite a tad bit since winning their match at Breaking Point - Jinzai and Michael Alexander - The Super Sayians

Both the female looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders

Katia Torres: Don’t get me wrong now boys, congrats on winning the match as we told you all in not so many words. Though, always remember in the back of your heads, we could’ve had it. Katanna and I could’ve been in your position but of course, we have other well.. pressing matters to attend to than winning that match.

Katanna waving her hands as if she were frantic

Katanna Torres: Oh my!? P. Unrated didn't want to win the number one contendership for the Tag Team titles... oooohhh. Really? No, we were on a mission which was to make sure The Diirty South learned their places. Apparently that didn’t happen and further ass beatings need to happen. Of course, tonight, we made our presence known when we ran out there to protect Hunter Werth and Eddie Ramirez. Not boasting nor looking for a thanks, just making sure those two bitches don’t have the opportunity to do the same shit to anyone else as they have tried to do to us.

Katia Torres: Tonight, starts P. Unrateds night of making things happen, we will defeat the number one contenders by any means necessary and then we’ll go off to earn our shot for the HKW Tag Team titles AFTER we take out the trash, and the trash is being The Diirty South. Ladies, look out..

Katia and Katanna waved towards the camera before the scene faded

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"Ultranumb" by Blue Stahli plays over The PA System and the crowd cheers as The Super Saiyans make their way onto the stage, with Jinzai energetically running around the stage and Michael Alexander playing to the crowd for a few moments. The two then walk to the middle of the stage and nod to one another, before looking straight ahead and shouting "Going Super Saiyan!" as a wall of Yellow Pyro explodes behind them.

Sadee Sanderson McLean: The following contest is a Tag Team Match - Making their way to the ring, first - at a Combined Weight of 380 Pounds, Michael Alexander and Jinzai, THE SUPER SAAAAAAAIYANS!!!

They then sprint down to the ring and slide into the ring, before each hop onto a turnbuckle and begin posing for the crowd. Jinzai tosses his vest into the crowd, before both jump down and begin getting ready for the match.

Maddison Harthorne: Here they are! The number one contenders for the HKW Tag Team Championship, the Super Saiyans!

Alexa Corra: Thanks to Primitive Unrated not going for the contract and instead double suplexing that one chick London off the two ladders, yeah .. number one contenders

Brian Mason: Seems like we have a “Hater” amongst us?

Alexa Corra: Must we throw insults at one another before EVERY match tonight?

'We are going to make THOSE moves'

Echos through the arena speakers. "Make those Move" by I Am Legion begins to play through the speakers as the two members of Primitive Unrated come out with their hands raised enticing the fans to get hype. Katia motions for them to get louder from one end of the entrance ramp and Katanna nods her head as she has a faint smile and motioned to her sister that it was time to head towards the ring.

Sadee Sanderson McLean: Introducing to you at this time - their opponents, Hailing from The Philippines by way of San Diego, California.. They are, Katia and Katanna- Primitive Unrated!!

As they made their way down, they slapped a few hands from the fans before stopping right before reaching the ring and high five one another as they climbed on the apron and waved towards the fans from the turnbuckles before getting into the ring..

Alexa Corra: Now these ladies here earned a little of my respect at Breaking Point! Proving a point and even saved Werth and Eddie’s asses tonight! I swear, so many captain save a hos around HKW huh?

Brian Mason: Can I please request things to go back to how they were Maddie? You and I? Simpler times?

Maddison Harthorne: Yes. Yes they were simpler times..

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Ding.. Ding.. Ding..

Jinzai and Michael Alexander give one another a fist bump before Jinzai pats the shoulders of his tag team partner who decided that he was going to be the first one in the match while Katia looked over towards her sister and mouthed “I’ll handle this one” and Katanna with a straight face nodded her head as she exited the ring and the two circled one another. In a sign of sportsmanship, Katia and Alexander slapped one another's hands which made the HKW Nation cheer before the two locked up. Using his strength, Alexander brought the older Torres down to one knee as he applies a nice headlock which he turned into a arm hold before he pushed her away with a very coy smile on his face. Nodding her head, Katia waved her index finger towards him as the two locked up once again but this time Katia maneuvered around and got Alexander in a headlock but upon backing up, he threw Katia off of him and into the opposite ropes. As she came back, he laid on his stomach and she jumped over him but instead of hitting the ropes again, the moment Alexander stood up and turned around he was met with a chop across his chest a couple times before she whipped him into the ropes. Reversing her, Alexander sent her back into the ropes but this time she slid right between his legs and once back to her feet, connected with a dropkick to the man sending him straight to the mat.

Maddison Harthorne: What an exchange by these two participants in this match. Katia using her speed for the most part and hitting an amazing dropkick

Alexa Corra: This match is going to be a little something something, I will admit that I did like that. Not often that you see sportsmanship prior to an ass whooping huh?

Brian Mason: Sportsmanship really hasn't been a “thing” in Hard Knox to be honest

Running towards the ropes, Alexander returns back to his stomach as Katia jumps over him one more time but the exception of this exchange was she bounced off the another set of ropes and right into a dropkick of his own. Katia rolling out the way and her gaze right on Alexander who just smirked towards the female - ready for anything she wanted to throw and him and vice versa. On her feet, Katia went towards Alexander as the two began to trade blows with one another and Alexander getting the upperhand. Upon having her leaning against the ropes, he whipped her off of them but she reversed it and instead of running, she kicked him in the gut before connecting with a DDT. Planting him head first onto the mat, Katia rolled him over and went for the pin

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Brian Mason: Katia is a little spitfire tonight isn't she? Fighting off of an supposed leg injury and then going blow for blow with Alexander who loves a good fight.

Alexa Corra: I agree with that sentence though, Alexander wasn’t just going to go down after a DDT combo like that. If Katia wants to win this match, she needs to come more prepared than anything else.

Dragging him towards her corner, Katia tagged in Katanna. Katia grabbing the arms of Alexander and pulling them back, Katanna went from the ropes and the duo connected with a surfboard springboard leg drop right on the man before Katanna went for the quick cover

Maddison Harthorne: What a combination from Primitive Unrated!

Brian Mason: They were technically the first tag team who has siblings or close relatives as their partners. Of course this isn't something that should be as surprising - though, seeing that the tag team matches as of late have been interfered by people. Many of the talents have to get their moments as they come

Alexa Corra: Reaper Hellhounds? R.I.P? The Diirty South? Just to name a few..

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Katanna now moved nor surprised by Alexander kicking out, she picked him up and began to deliver a variety of strikes to him as she backed him into a corner before she began to kick him in his midsection rapidly but stopped just before the referee got his count to three in a half. With Alexander in the corner and his partner on the apron - ready and willing to get into this match began to entice the HKW Nation to get behind them. Katanna backed up a few feet and looked to go for a running knee combo but was stopped in her tracks by Alexander coming right to her with a clothesline which knocked them both down and took the wind right out of Katanna. With Katanna staggered a bit, Alexander crawled towards his corner as Katanna was getting back to her feet and before she could react, Alexander tags in his partner and with a loud pop, the HKW Nation cheered as Jinzai entered the ring. Rushing towards Katanna, Jinzai began to deliver a series of strikes to her before taking her and throwing her into the ropes and upon her coming back he connected with a running calf kick. With the momentum slowly returning back to the Super Saiyans - Jinzai pointed towards some of the ladies of HKW and they let out a girlish scream before he walked up Katanna and posed in front of her before connecting with a standing moonsault and went for the first pin for the duo

Alexa Corra: That Charm by Jinzai huh? Not Impressed to be honest! How does Alexander put up with him knowing he’s more interesting than he is?

Maddison Harthorne: That’s not true! They are the Super Saiyans - not just Jinzai. Fan girls come and they go. Jinzai is just as talented with his moves as his opponent Katanna. That calf kick turned the momentum in a flash!

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Brian Mason: Nice standing moonsault by Jinzai but came up with the one count! These two are putting on a show by themselves!

Katanna started to get back to her feet as Jinzai watched and the moment she turned around he went for a step up enzuigiri but she ducked which caused him to land on his stomach. As he rose back to his feet, Katanna grabbed him and turned him around - connecting with a short armed clothesline not once but twice before he swung wildly and she ducked that and connected with a single legged drop kick before getting back to her feet and let out a yell as she backed up as Jinzai pulled himself up into a corner and Katanna connected with her patented signature corner forearm smash into a turnbuckle reverse STO.

Katanna pulled Jinzai back into the middle of the ring and looked to connect with another short armed clothesline but Jinzai ducked under her and worked himself to her he not only freed himself but also turned her around and connected with a step up enziguri. The HKW Nation split between the two teams in the ring with one half Primitive Unrated while the other were for the number one contenders the Super Saiyans. On the aprons, both Katia and Alexander wanted back into the match bad as they held their hands out towards their respected partners. Slowly making their ways there, a double tag was made and another loud pop as Katia and Alexander both made it into the ring

Alexa Corra: With Jinzai and Katanna out, Alexander and Katia come in

Brian Mason: Do you hear this crowd? They are literally torn between these two teams! You usually don’t see this when the title is on the line and what not

Maddison Harthorne: Respect where it’s due my partners, no more no less.

Making their way towards one another, Katia ducked under Alexander and hit the ropes with speed and when she came off, she wrapped her legs around Alexanders head and connected with a head scissors before getting back to her feet and stepped out onto the apron waiting for Alexander to get back to his feet. To her side, she noticed Jinzai was making his way towards her and she elbowed him before forcing him onto the outside mat but when she turned around Alexander was too close and connected with her midsection via a spear which caused her to fall right next to Jinzai. Listening to the HKW Nation, Alexander stepped onto the ring apron and waited for Katia to get back to her feet so he could connect with a springboard dropkick to her but when the tempo of the fans got louder, it drew his attention into the ring where Katanna was very close to Alexander and before he could react she connected with a rope grip roundhouse kick to him. This caused Alexander to flop right next to the two others who were regaining their bearings. Take two looks at the situation, Katanna ran towards the ropes and before anyone knew it, she took flight and landed right on Alexander and Jinzai via her patented No hands Space flying Tigersault.

Brian Mason: We've seen this from Katanna a lot! She’s not afraid to do whatever it takes to get the job done! I know the Super Saiyans weren’t expecting that

Maddison Harthorne: That When in Rome is something else, I will give her that

“Primitive Unrated! Super Sai-yans! Primitive Unrated Super Sai-yans!”


Alexa Corra: ANNDDD… here the chants begin ...

Brian Mason: Yes, the HKW Nation does have a voice if I last recall

Katia moved out the way but with her moving at the last minute, she irritated the right leg once again and instantly went to favor it. The referee counting, she knew she had to get not only herself but also Alexander back into the ring. So she hobbled a little and she picked up Alexander and moved him back into the ring and hooked the leg

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Maddison Harthorne: Smart move by Katia but Alexander powering out at two in a half

Exhaling, Katia went to pick up the legal Super Saiyan member but it was like he was ready for her and began to strike her in a rapid succession, striking her in random places before hitting her with an european uppercut which made her stumble into the corner to keep herself on her feet. Upon running towards her, he connected with a corner uppercut before throwing her out of the corner and onto the mat and looked towards the HKW Nation and they cheered for him as he had his back towards her but checked back to make sure she was getting onto her feet and at the moment when she turned around, she was back on the mat via a springboard crossbody by Alexander who hooked the leg during the move

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Brian Mason: Uppercuts followed by a springboard Corssbody! Man, how much more will it take to put away these girls!?

Alexa Corra: What do you expect, both teams have something to prove to one another.. The Super Saiyans showing that their win wasn’t handed to them or was a fluke

Maddison Harthorne: While P. Unrated wants to prove that they are a force to be reckoned with

Looking down at the young Primitive Unrated member, Alexander nodded his head as he slowly got back to his feet and in his corner, Jinzai was clapping his hands and Katanna was doing the very same thing. Alexander kneel down getting ready to hit the Equilibrium, When Katia turned around, he caught her and before he could get it in good she began to elbow him viciously causing him to release her and she kicked him hard in the midsection causing him to kneel down. Seizing the opportunity, She ran towards the ropes and worked herself around Alexander going for the silent but deadly but she didn’t lock it in right and he reversed it and connected with a reverse DDT onto the female as they both laid there trying to catch their breaths.

Maddison Harthorne: What in the hell did we just see!?

Alexa Corra: Alexander got his shit reversed and then Katia got her shit reversed into a reverse DDT - just turned the tide of the match!

Brian Mason: These two need to get their partners in the ring! This is their moment! Jinzai ready, Katanna ready!

Stomping her feet and Jinzai clapping his hands, both parties wanted to get into this match and Alexander slowly made it towards his corner and the wounded Katia did the same but Alexander was able to tag in Jinzai before Katia could tag in Katanna but with a lunge, she tagged in her younger sister and with a block and a rope grip round house onto Jinzai, she waited for him to stumble back and she followed up the combo with a springboard knee strike before rolling and just looked at Jinzai as he slowly worked himself to his feet. Going towards him, he sprang up and went to kick her but she grabbed his leg and after spinning him around, he connected with the dragon whip to the side of her head and quickly went for the cover

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Brian Mason: Vicious dragon whip to the side of Katanna’s head BUT it STILL wasn’t enough to keep her down!! What’s left in this girls tank?

Looking down to the female who didn’t stay down, he pulled her towards his corner and tagged Alexander before the two of them picked up Katanna and Jinzai threw her up in the air yelling out “Dragon” and Alexander came down with a springboard superman punch and he along with the crowd yelled out “Fist”, connecting with the punch before going for the cover

Maddison Harthorne: DRAGON FIST! I can’t believe this! This could be the end and the statement maker!

Alexa Corra: Statement Maker or not! That Dragon Fist hit its mark and now here’s the pin

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Alexa Corra: Big sister to the save!

Brian Mason: We still have a match!!

Maddison Harthorne: A pretty darn good one at that!

After flying in at the last minute, Katia broke up the pin and didn’t wait for Jinzai to get back into the ring as she kneed him straight in the chest and then the head, making sure she staggered and pulled him into the ring. Alexander who looked over towards Katia took her by her attire and went to throw her out of the ring but she didn't go out the way that he thought she did due to the fact that he turned his attention back onto Katanna who was slowly moving. Yelling out towards him, Alexander turned around and from the ropes, Katia took a page out of Katanna book and went for the Springboard Knee strike but he moved at the last second causing her to miss and land on that bad leg. The pain was apparent but she didn't let it get to her as Jinzai waited for her to turn around and went for the Jinzai cutter but was reversed. Pushing him away from her, she pushed Jinzai right into a No Hope Left by the younger Torres who had made it back to her feet after that vicious Dragon Fist finisher. Alexander seeing this went for a double clothesline but instead was met with a double superkick. Katanna dropped to her knees as she was trying to get herself together with both members of the Super Saiyans moving but not as quick as they once did.

Watching her sister slowly get back to her feet, her attention went onto Alexander. Grabbing his head, she yelled out towards her sister who went over towards Jinzai picking him up before she pushed the wobbly him into her sister before lifting herself up and the two connected with a DDT/ Reverse STO and Enziguri. Rolling Jinzai out of the ring, Katanna pulled herself over Alexander and hooked the leg..

Brian Mason: Femme’ Fatale out of nowhere!

Maddison Harthorne: We’ll i'll be, looks like those two had a little more fight in them than even I expected

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Alexa Corra: Femme’ Fatale FTW!

Sadee Sanderson McLean: ANNNNDD... here are your winners… Katia and Katanna - Primitive Unrated!!!!

Brian Mason: What a match! The Super Saiyans have nothing to be disappointed in.

Maddison Harthorne: Both teams just put the division on the map with this match. Future Shock better watch their backs

Alexa Corra: There you have it Brian and Maddie, the better persons on this night!

Brian Mason: Shut up Alexa..

The two sisters hug one another as they raise each others hands as the referee raises both of theirs but before they could do anything else, a loud pop from the fans drew their attention as London London and Veronica Rae stormed the ring and began to take out the two members of Primitive Unrated. Veronica yelling out towards London, worked the down Katanna over to the ropes and handcuffed her to them.

Alexa Corra: Ohhh?? This is new!?

Brian Mason: What in the hell are The Diirty South doing!?

Alexa Corra: Well Captain obvious, looks like revenge to me? How about you?

Pulling Katia in the middle of the ring, the two young ladies set Katia up and connected with their patented finisher - Down South. Veronica and London both sliding out of the ring while Katanna was trying to reach for her sister as she pulled against the chain trying to break it before the females returned to the ring. Sliding in two chairs, The Diirty South slid right in behind them.

Maddison Harthorne: Seriously!? This ins't even called for! Can we get some help out here? I mean, to handcuff the younger sister and force her to watch you beat down her family member is just fucking sick!

Alexa Corra: Sounds like you are speaking from experience there huh Maddie? Defiance VI repeat huh?

Maddison Harthorne: Shut the hell up Corra!

Kicking Katanna in the head to keep her still, Veronica placed the chair along the ankle of Katia and with the displeasure from the HKW Nation yelled out "Diirty South" before placing all of her weight on that ankle.

Maddison Harthorne: OH MY GOD! Someone call the EMT's I think they just did some major damage to Katia's ankle.. Hell, her whole right let was pretty messed up from earlier in the match

Brian Mason: This is just sick. No reason for any of this..

Screaming in pain as she instantly went to grab her ankle, London stopped her by kicking Katia right in the head before London and Veronica began to savagely strike the ankle of the wounded woman. Tears in her eyes due to how powerless she was, Katanna began to yell out towards the females who turned their attention away from Katia knowing they broke something. London cursing at Katanna in Filipino as Veronica slapped her in the head. Anger was the only thing apparent in the eyes of the last remaining Primitive Unrated member but that didn't last long as The Diirty South connected with a Con-chair-to to the head of Katanna, laying her out.

Alexa Corra: SHHHIITTT! Now that looked like it hurt..

The girls threw the chairs down before raising their hands up together as they slid out the ring - watching their work play out.
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The scene fades up to reveal Onyx walking down a hallway in silence. Only the echoing sounds of her footsteps and the fans reaction could be heard. There has been something Onyx has been strongly considering for the past few days and she has finally decided to put those thoughts into action.

Turning in front of a door with a black nameplate on the front of it that read in silver letters “Brandon Banks” making the crowd pop when it came into view. She took a deep breathe, it was obvious she was nervous, but hesitantly she raised her fisted hand and knocked on the door a couple times. She didn’t know what kind of mood Brandon would be in after everything he has been going through but it was either now or never. You could faintly hear music inside Brandon’s office. Apparently loud enough to drown out her knocking since he didn’t respond. .

Thinking for a moment, Onyx just shook her head and opened the door allowing the music to be heard more clearly as she walked inside where Banks is seen tossing the same stress ball he had earlier up in the air, now dressed in referee stripes complete with a whistle around his neck. Still oblivious to the fact that someone was in his office, Banks continues throwing the ball up in the air, zoned into his own little world. Until Onyx caught the stress ball in mid air, not allowing it to fall back into Brandon’s hand. Smiling at him, she holds the ball out to him.

Onyx: You seem… busy.

Banks spins around in his chair and turns his iHome off before reaching in and snatching the ball back out of Onyx’s hand, squeezing it tightly as soon as he grabs it.

Brandon Banks: Busy… Bored… Some difference, I guess. I’m never really busy, Onyx. I got so many people workin’ for me that there’s never really a time where I gotta actually do anything.

Banks sighs, placing the ball back into one of the drawers in his desk.

Brandon Banks: Kinda aggravates me because there’s literally nothing for me to do, but whatever.

Tucking her hands behind her back, Onyx’s smile grew slightly knowing that this could possibly be a win, win situation.

Onyx: I have something you could do. If you’re interested.

Banks’ eyes widen, unsure of what Onyx was talking about.

Brandon Banks: wut?

Putting her hands on his desk, she leaned towards him a bit with a serious look on her face.

Onyx: How good are you at writing a wrestling contract, Mr. Banks? Because I’m going to need one.

Still confused, Banks reopens the drawer he tossed his stress ball into and pulls out a stapled packet of papers, sliding them toward Onyx.

Brandon Banks: Already taken care of. These joints get printed, so there’s another thing I don’t have to.

Another sigh, and back to throwing the stress ball. Now, off the wall behind him.

Brandon Banks: And Mr. Banks, Onyx? What kinda ish is that. We go bowling together, bruh. I think we’re on a first name basis, no?

Looking a bit disappointed, since she really didn’t help him out in the slightest. Onyx takes the contract and begins to read through it.

Onyx: I was being professional since this has to do with business, Brandon. Do you have a pen?

Brandon Banks: Damn, you’re so quick to sign and everything. What there’s a condition in there where you’re contractually obligated to strip right now?

Onyx raises an eyebrow at him as he reaches back into his drawer and pulls out a pen, sliding it across the desk.

Brandon Banks: Not sayin’ I’d complain or anything, but shit… You should really read everything before you sign it. I damn near became a member of the CIA one time because I didn’t read the fine print.

He continues tossing the ball off the wall, watching Onyx read over the contract.

Brandon Banks: I didn’t even know you wanted to be a wrestler. When did this happen?

Flipping over a page, she looks over at Brandon letting him know she was paying attention before looking back down at the contract and picking up the pen.

Onyx: It’s been something I have been considering for awhile now. Just…. I just haven’t really found a reason to go forth with it till recently.

Banks finally stops bouncing the ball of the wall, standing up from his seat and walking over to the Venus Flytrap in his house.

Brandon Banks: And that reason is what? You gonna kill Tank now? Don’t you think he’s had enough?

Banks starts playing with the Venus Flytrap, sticking his finger in it and pulling it out before it closes.

Brandon Banks: Dumbass plant.

She couldn’t help but chuckle as she turns the last page of the contract.

Onyx: I don’t think I have it in me to kill anyone, Brandon. Not even those I dislike strongly. I just think…. I just have my reasons and lets just leave it at that.

Putting the contract down on his desk, she begins to sign on the dotted line.

Onyx: You don’t look that good in stripes. You know that right?

Setting the pen down on top of the contract, she slides it over to him.

Brandon Banks: That’s cause I ain’t no zebra. If these stripes were any other color, they’d look aiiiight.

Banks grabs the contract off his desk, paying more attention to his referee shirt.

Brandon Banks: Shit, man. Bout ready to change the dress code for the referees. Have them wear red shirts like they did in Bloodsport during the Kumite.

Reading over the contract, Banks double checks to make sure Onyx had signed and initialed everything she needed to.

Brandon Banks: You know you’re only gonna get paid like, two grand per Defiance. One grand per Ignite, and thirty-five hundred for pay per views, right?

He waves off the question just as he finished asking it.

Brandon Banks: Nevermind, it’s right here in bold print. I guess you read over this term here that states must send Brandon nudies whenever he’s depressed, right?

Onyx couldn’t help but smile, chuckling slightly.

Onyx: It’s not about the money to begin with. And I can send you nudes... Since it didn’t specify of whom they would be of or what type. So I could just send you just about anything without clothes on and have it count.

Looking over him for a moment, she ‘hms’

Onyx: If you are going to go with red, pick out a red-based claret or a true burgundy. Those would really bring out your eyes.

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Brandon Banks: … I’ma go ahead and take that as a compliment. But I can’t change the referees gear, bruh. That would be untraditional and uncanny, mate.

Brandon liked to pretend he had a British accent sometimes. That there was one of those times. He reads over the contract one last time before grabbing the pen off the desk and signing his name on the back page.

Brandon Banks: Alright then, it’s settled. You’ll be wrestling on… Uh, prolly Ignite first because that’s where all the new signees go. After that, you’ll be on Defiance with everyone else. Now… The nudes thing.

He takes a seat in his chair, crossing hands and trying to look as serious as possible.

Brandon Banks: I ain’t just sign a cantaloupe with no clothes on, now did I? Nope, I did not. But, nah. I’m playin’. If I wanted nudes…

He stops.

Brandon Banks: … don’t even know what to say after that because I’d be lyin’, so… Yeah. Get on outta here and go get yourself ready for your pro wrestling debut. Me?

Banks sighs, grabbing the pen off the desk and tossing that in the air repeatedly.

Brandon Banks: I’ll be here throwing stuff in the air tryna see if gravity sleeps.

Onyx: Alright. Thank you, Brandon. But there is a lot you could be doing. You don’t have to just sit here in your office trying to figure out something that has already been figured out...

Giving him a small smile, Onyx turns and leaves Brandon’s office with his thoughts.

Brandon Banks: They want you to think it’s already figured out… That don’t mean it actually is.

She was long gone, but Banks continued to stare towards the door until he snapped out of his zone and went back to tossing the pen in the air. The scene then transitioned somewhere else in the back.

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The scene opens in a special decked out locker room designed for the #RicHomiez. With the zebra shag carpets, fuschia bean bags and fluffy orange sofa, it's apparent that this dwelling mostly belongs to Scandalous Sunshine Tony Carmine, especially once we see an assortment of women dressed in yoga pants and tanktops around either looking through their phones or talking amongst themselves. Sunshine Tony himself is spread out on the mink-furred couch with his arms around his head. He doesn't seem to be prepared for a match even though he's set to face Felicity Banks and Xavier Asher. In his full ring gear, he just looks up at the ceiling with a sort of smirk on his face. That's all interrupted by a knock on the door.

Sunshine Tony: Constance let them in.

The camera follows a close up ass shot of Constance as she switches on her way to the door. She opens it up, revealing Randy the Pilot walking in with Bank$quiat right behind him. Bank$ is dripping wet with sweat, obviously preparing for his match against RIP President, Lance Winters. They look around confused as Bank$ takes the towel off of his shoulder and wipes his face off before throwing it directly into Tony's face, forcing out a loud scream as he throws it across the room. The towel landed on a random bitch who also screamed as Bank$ and Randy laugh it all up.

Sunshine Tony: The fuck is wrong with you? You KNOW I hate filth...eww....

Randy The Pilot: Man what the hell are you doing? You gotta match tonight and you're sitting the hell around here gazing at the stars.

Tony sat up on the couch rubbing his temples with his middle fingers. He wasn't stressed, just feeling like a hamster on a wheel.

Bank$quiat: Where ya head at nigga? You gonna let losing a title shot get you like this. Stop hanging round Kucci when he depressed bruh...

Sunny lifted his hand in the air at that comment.

Sunshine Tony: No. No. No. This isn't about Breaking Point at all. This isn't about anything you two would understand.

Bank$quiat: Well help niggas get it then cuz right now all you look like is a sad puppy who lost all life. You needa manicure or some shit.

Bank$ and Randy laugh as Tony waves them off. After a long pause he takes a quick look down to his nails and frowns up his face.

Sunshine Tony: I could use one I suppose....but no this isn't about any of that shit. It's just when I went to that FGA pay per view...I don't know man. It's different than anything I seen in XWA, HKW or PDW...

Tony sighed then cleared his throat.

Sunshine Tony: Annie got her contract. Ash got her contract...when I honestly believe I'm better than both of them on any given day. Miles better. Shit, I'm miles better than Perello and that dickshit almost got a contract before I did.

Bank$quiat: Nigga you coulda been in PDW before this Hard Knox shit was around like that. You the one who wanted to stay here when you coulda followed Kucci.

Tony stands up at that very moment as if it triggered everything he'd been wanting to get across for weeks...months...years.

Sunshine Tony: Exactly. And I'm not in the business of following "ol kucci koo king" what-ever-the-fuck-he's called anymore....he knows I'm my own man. You know I'm my own man. But the world won't know it if I'm stuck inside this Platinum Bubble. As long as I'm around here, the comparisons, expectations, minion-talk will continue. And they're gonna do the same thing to you if they aren't already...just watch..

Randy The Pilot: Alright so what are you trying to say?

Scandalous takes another deep breath as he changes his eye contact to Randy. Both Bank$ and Randy are still very much confused as to what's going on.

Sunshine Tony: Look, I'm leaving. I just don't know when. Could be tomorrow. Could be next month. But I know I'm leaving. And I'm not going to sign a contract with PDW either....I'm going elsewhere. Somewhere I can establish a name for myself other than Rich Homie Tony. Now don't get me wrong...it's #RicHomies4Life but there's something bigger for me that I'm just not gonna get around here. I need a new scenery. Need cast. Just new. Besides? You don't need me Banco...you gonna run this place pretty soon. You beat D.C. and you about to show that bitch Lance Winters a thing or two...you got this. If you want the tag titles, call E.Rose or Danka...hahaha nah but forreal you came long way homie.

Sunny fist bumps Bank$quiat who, afterwards, looks down and nods his head. He looks back up and doesn't offer much to say.

Bank$quiat: Mmhmmm......lil bitch...let's dip Randy.

Both Bank$ and Randy are escorted out of the locker room by Constance as another woman steps up to console Tony who's rubbing his forehead once again before staring out in front of him. The scene fades as he plops down on the couch completely ignoring the woman rub all over him.

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Ding.. Ding.. Ding..

Sadee Sanderson McLean: The following contest is a triple threat division showcase match set for one fall!

Under investigation, lies a bitter heart
Let the poison sink it, let it leave its mark
There used to be a likeness, used to be a spark
Broken communication, let it go too far


"Bad Intentions" by Digital Daggers hits the sound system, the crowd welcomes the former HKW Tag Team Champion as the light dimmer down and a gold sprarklers fall down onto the entrance ramp. There's still no sign of Felicity as the pyro continues going off, the arena lights dimming down until their off. The sprinkles are still visible as the a spotlight shines over the top of ramp.

Come closer
Deep down
You might like what I found


Felicity comes out of the curtain with a smug smile on her face as the spotlight shines over top of her. She makes her way through the golden sparklers, her arms extended to her side with a blowpop in her mouth.

Sadee Sanderson McLean: From Jersey City, New Jersey... She is the self proclaimed Queen B of HKW... FELICITYYYY BAAAANKS!

She slowly paces down the ramp, turning her back to show the camera the "Queen B" writing on the back of her sweatshirt, pointing at it with her thumb. Once halfway down the ramp, Felicity glances at the fans at ringside and throws her hand in their face, ignoring their cheers as she walks up the steps and into the ring.

I am not what I've done
What I've become!
The smoking gun
Can't fight these bad intentions!


Once in the ring, Felicity spins around the in a circle until the lights in the arena begin getting brighter. Felicity unzips her sweatshirt and walks over to the corner nearest to Sadee Sanderson McLean, asking for a microphone. With a mic in hand, Felicity motions for her music to be cut, glancing at the Canadian fans giving her a warm welcome.

Felicity Banks: Okay, the last thing that I need right now is acceptance from you Canadian sweathogs, so if you don't mind, save those cheers for someone who gives a damn about your opinion, aye?

The crowd immediately turns on Felicity, showering her down with boos, much to Felicity's enjoyment.

Felicity Banks: Now, I'm not gonna talk too much even though me talking is proooobably more interesting than anything else this show can produce, but I digress. See, I don't really understand HKW anymore. Before I left, everything seemed to be going as smooth as they possibly could, but then... Something happened. It's like the soda from catering got laced with idiot juice because for some straaaange reason, Cindy Parker thought it was a good idea to make Xavier Asher Daniels the number one contender to the No Limits Title.

The fans in attendance clap after hearing the name of the fan favorite, Felicity looking over in the crowds direction and snarling.

Felicity Banks: Didn't say you guys could talk, did I? Nope. Now shut up.

The boos began to rain heavy, but Felicity completely tuned them out.

Felicity Banks: After struggling to beat Aria Solial, we think it's a good idea to give Xavier yet another No Limits Championship match which he'll probably fail at... again? How many times are the same people going to get chance after chance, while I, the Queen fuckin' B of Hard Knox, have to sit back and watch these no talent hacks take away my opportunities? Take away my spotlight? This has been goin' on since day one. Since day one it's either been Brandon holding me back from entering a battle royal for a shot at the HKW Championship. Or Risky telling me that I'm not ready despite having more god-given wrestling ability than anyone on this roster. Someone's always pushing me to the side. Because I'm the sister to one of the co-owners of this company, I have to pay for that? But people say that I'm only where I am because of my last name? Bullshit.

Felicity spreads her arms out to her sides, asking the crowd for an answer only to be showered with jeers.

Felicity Banks: How many chances has Colton Sterling had at titles now? How many chances has Sunshine Tony had at the HKW Championship in the last six months alone? Don't fuckin' boo me when you know I'm telling the truth!

She screams at the Canadian crowd, shouting something in the direction of a few specific fans in the front row. Curse words were flying, but Felicity would eventually catch her cool and take a seat in the corner, Indian style.

Felicity Banks: Since I'm not given the same opportunities that everyone else is, I'm just going to start taking them away from others. Tonight is just the beginning... Tonight I'm going to show the world that I'm better than the handpicked number one contender for the No Limits Championship. That I'm better than the guy who's had multiple opportunities to become HKW Champion... And it ends when I win the All or Nothing Series, and I take the HKW Championship.

She tosses the microphone out of the ring and removes her sweatshirt, still sitting Indian style in the corner.

Brian Mason: Strong words from the former Tag Team Champion.

Alexa Corra: My girls focused, Mase. With all the crap she's dealing with personally, she can't wait to get out here to prove to the World that she's not just Brandon Banks' sister. She's a legitimate threat to anyone in HKW.

Maddie Harrthorne: As you can see, Felicity's another one of our superstars wearing the armbands in dedication to her cousin, Ronnie Banks and her former tag team partner, Charlie Samuels.

Brian Mason: Strange that she made no mention of them at all.

Alexa Corra: Strange? No. You leave your personal business at the door when you come to work. It's a sign of maturity, Mase. I don't expect you to know anything about that.

The intro to "The Angle" by The Core begins playing as Asher Daniels slowly makes his way onto the stage, looking around at the crowd very nervously. He takes a deep breath as the first verse begins playing, before he makes his way down to the ring. He continues to look around at the fans as he walks down the isle, before he walks over to the steel steps and enters the ring.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: FROM SAN DIEGO CALIFORNIA, WEIGHING IN AT 170 POUNDS, XAAAAAVIER....ASHER....DANIELS!

He shrugs off his jacket and hands it to a stage hand, then takes off his shirt and tosses it outside as he gets ready for the match at hand.

Brian Mason: Well he doesn't say too much Maddison, but Xavier Asher Daniels has been quite impressive since Hard Knox Wrestling opened it's doors. Tonight he finally gets to see it all pay off as he takes on Felicity Banks and Sunshine Tony for a chance to move up the ranks here for a future title shot.

Maddison Harthorne: With those opponents, I honestly don't like his chances. Not to say Asher Daniels isn't as talented if not more than Felicity and Sunshine Tony; I just don't picture this match being clean cut and decisive....but who knows?

Suddenly, the lights come to a dim and the flashes of pink, orange and purple lights automatically trigger boos from the crowd as they assumed who will follow. "YRH" by Migos and Rich Homie Quan blasts through the PA System as the arena and the competitors in the ring await Sunshine Tony. [/i]

Chasing the cheese macaroni
Keep the pocket rocket on me
Hell naw we don't fuck with no phonies
You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies
Young rich homies, young rich homies
You can tell yo' bitch we some young rich homies
Young rich homies, young rich homies
You can tell broke nigga we some young rich homies


Scandalous Sunshine Tony Carmine emerges from the curtain accompanied with Randy The Pilot in full referee attire. With a mic in hand, he struts down the ramp a bit before stopping and turning his head around. Tony motions his arms as three thick-figured women we've yet to see on screen follow behind each other in a single file line.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: And their opp---

Tony interrupts her.

Sunshine Tony: Save it Sadie. Hahaha your last name is McLean. How come no one has made that joke yet? Maybe they have and I wasn't paying attention....because I do that often. You HKW peeps aren't exactly a fun bunch to keep tabs on. With that said, I'm going to make an exception for tonight.

The crowd boos as the music fades out and lights come on as normal, Both Xavier and Felicity look at each other with looks of confusion. Sunshine Tony gets to the end of the ramp and stands up on the apron, hanging his elbows off the top rope. Randy stands at the head of the steel steps waiting for orders.

Sunshine Tony: See I can go into that ring and ruin the night for the two of you, but how selfish would that be. Ask my hos, the Scandalous one is trying to turn over a new leaf. So tonight, I'm going to sit this one out.

An even louder eruption of boos ensue as Tony holds his arms out saying "what I say?" He shakes his head trying to calm the audience down but it isn't working. Tony steps down off of the apron and walks around towards the announcer's table with the hos still following him in a single file line.

Sunshine Tony: Yeah I know you're upset, but don't be. I'll be joining Brian Mason and Maddison Harthorne on commentary...

He air quotes.

Sunshine Tony: "Paying attention." Randy get in there and let these fine competitors do the damn thang.

Tony takes the extra seat in between Maddison Harthorne and Brian Mason. Randy the Referee steps into the ring as Felicity utters out "pussycat" to Tony from inside the ring. Xavier doesn't react much, instead taking to his corner, secretly relieved he'll only have to deal with one shady opponent rather than two. Randy motions for the bell to be rung and moves out of the way fo the match to go underway. The match starts off with Felicity on the aggressive side, charging after Xaver Asher Daniels with a flurry of hits much to the dismay of the crowd. However, it doesn't last long as Asher Daniels puts up his guards and answers back with shots of his own, showing Felicity he isn't going to back down. The cheers fill the arena as Xavier whips Felicity into the ropes, drops down into a split causing her to leap over and rebound from the other side where she's then caught with a dropkick. XAD tries to go for a cover but by the time Randy's fat ass makes it to the canvas Felicity has kicked her way out of the lateral press.

Sunshine Tony: I loved how that dropkick sounded. Felicity deserves a nice shot like that to the face...and maybe another kind.

Maddison Harthorne: Eww...do you have to be here?

Sunshine Tony: Nope. So be fucking glad I am.

Brian Mason: Why the hell aren't you in the ring?

Sunshine Tony: This isn't about me, pay attention to the match sweetie pie.

Felicity rolls up to her feet as Asher Daniels takes her back down with a snapmare put her on her ass...literally. Daniels rebounds off of the ropes in front of Felicity but she rolls back and kicks her feet in the air, monkey flipping XAD over the rainbow and flat on his back. She picks him up and delivers a series of elbow smashes forcing Daniels into the corner. Felicity arm drags XAD over to the center of ring but he's able roll right out of it. Asher Daniels dashes towards Felicity who catches him with another elbow. She lifts him up for a snap suplex, hits it and quickly rushes for the pin. After screaming is heard from Fel, Randy drops down faster to make the count but she comes up short as XAD gets the shoulder up at one and a half.

Brian Mason: This was sure to be a fast paced matchup on paper alone and it isn't disappointing so far.

Sunshine Tony: The bitch hit a suplex you act like she did a 360 plancha. Shut the fuck up.

Brian Mason: But then I'd lose my job.

Maddison Harthorne: Hmm...that wouldn't be the worst idea...

Felicity grabs a hold of Asher Daniels' hair and pulls him up but he maneuvers out of her grips and answers with a knee in the gut. Back on the offensive side, XAD tries to use the crowd for momemtum boosts as he starts delivering a series of kicks to the gut and jabs. Taking a quick moment to have fun with his air guitar, he swings around sends Fel down with a discus clothesline going for cover. Felicity gets the shoulder up at two but XAD doesn't give her much time to catch her breath as he takes cradles her up for another pin attempt but she fights out of it. Asher Daniels rolls up and smoothly moonwalks his way back to allow him space to make another move but Felicity is one step ahead of him. XAD charges forward but is cut off by a dropkick to the knee. Felicity gets up and presses her knee behind Asher Daniels' neck and dropping him with her signature Felicitated.

Maddison Harthorne: What a move. This one may be over.

Sunshine Tony: Good. I wanna sip some McLean. Actually Tammy pour me up!

Brian Mason: ...Christ.

At 2 and a half, Asher Daniels manages to get the shoulder up, to a mass of cheers from the crowd. Felicity a bit frustrated yells at Randy the Referee before grabbing XAD by the head, lifting him into a seated chin lock to wear him down further. With much rallying from the crowd, Asher Daniels struggles to his feet with the lock on hold still and it isn't released until he fights out of it by way of flurry punches. The Canadians get louder and louder as XAD hits a spinning back slap on Felicity to catch her off guard. He goes for another shot but she counters with a knee to the midsection causing Asher Daniels to stagger back as Felicity climbs to the top turnbuckle.

Maddison Harthorne: She's climbing up!

Brian Mason: Looks like Felicity Banks is going for Felony 1.

Sunshine Tony: Just like my boy Kucci. Shame....

Fel flips off of the ropes but Xavier is too quick. He rolls to the edge of the apron as she crashes down to the mat with no one home. Asher Daniels gets to his feet on the apron and tugs onto the ropes, looking to hit The Thriller. However the camera directs to one of the three Sunshine Hos who rushes around the ring to grab Randy the Referee's attention.

Brian Mason: Tony what the hell is going on here?

Sunshine Tony: Man don't look at me. It ain't like I control these bitches...well...still I don't know. The fuck is that bitch doing? These hos ain't loyal...

Maddison Harthorne: I feel like I've seen her ass before. No really I seriously think I've seen her ass somewhere recently...probably the Twitter machine.

The bitch turns around as Randy looks down to her asking "Dontcha see I'm working here?" She bends all the way forward grabbing her ankles as the only thing in Randy's sight is a nice round ass. The referee falls to his knees in the middle of the ring completely oblivious to the action behind him. With the distraction, Fel rolls out of the way of the senton bomb and drives her boot into XAD's tender notes, causing him to fall to his knees as well. In an instance she delivers a roundhouse kick to Asher Daniels and proceeds to leap onto him and clench on a guillotine choke. With the hold locked she screams for Randy's attention who snaps out of it and crawls towards to the two competitors. The crowd's booing praying for Asher Daniels to maneuver out of it...but he's unable to as he taps on the mat.

WINNER: Felicity Banks (12:11)

The bell rings and Fel keeps the hold applied for a bit longer than necessary before letting go.

Maddison Harthorne: Light Dreams! This one's over.

Brian Mason: Yeah but not without assistance...Tony what do you have to say for yourself?

Sunshine Tony: I gotta pay better attention to the hos I hire I guess....

Randy calls for the bell as he looks back to the girl who's already climbing in the ring. He looks at her like "what the hell was that?" as she smiles and raises Felicity's hand in victory the tune of boos and Digital Daggers. The two ladies blow kisses at both Randy and Tony before exiting the ring with slick looks on their faces. Suddenly, Felicity points at the still downed Xavier Asher Daniels and smirks at the woman who came down to the ring with Tony.

Brian Mason: What's going on here?

The woman slides into the ring while Felicity makes her way around the ring and grabs a hold of Xavier's legs, wrapping them around the steel ring post.

Brian Mason: Oh, god! We've seen Felicity use this hold before! The figure four around the steel post!

Sunshine Tony: Damn. Fel really ain't playin' no more.

Felicity crosses Xavier's legs around the turnbuckles and gets ready to lock in the figure four, while the woman inside the ring drops down and locks Xavier in a guillotine choke while Felicity rips down on Xavier's knees and legs!

Brian Mason: Oh, come on! They're going to injure with this!

Maddison Harthorne: Well, here's that statement she was talking about.

It takes ten referees to pull apart the woman and Felicity from Xavier as the number one contender to the No Limits championship writhes in pain. They finally relinquish the hold as the woman slides out of the ring and meets Felicity. They both smile as the fans boo them out of the building while Tony and the commentators look on.

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Previously Recorded before Defiance -

The scene comes into focus in the parking deck area of the Hard Knox training facility where tonights Defiance was going to be held live and being seen walking towards the building was the new HKW Cyber Champion - Kayla Callahan who was dressed in her casual attire. Gymbag on her shoulder and the Cyber Championship title buckled on one of the straps. The expression on the champions face was one of excitement yet irritation. Seen getting out of a black SUV, the woman who manages one Salem Cartier; Envy Kaine started to walk behind Callahan before noticing that it was here. Having a serious bone to pick with her, she sped up..

Envy Kaine: Callahan! Callahan!

Not paying the female any mind who was calling her name. Kayla continued to walk. Kaine seeing this, she stopped in her tracks

Envy Kaine: Kayla Je’Kea Callahan!!!

Callahan stopped in her tracks, dropping her bag and slowly turned around and looked at the woman who was a ways from her. With a perplexed look on her face, Kayla just stood there as Envy had a very pleased expression on her face

Kayla Callahan: Who in the hell are you to me that you have the balls to call out my government? I ask you, who?

Envy Kaine: To you, I’m probably nothing but an insignificant insect but to me, I am the woman who manages the true winner of that HKW Cyber Championship title you so proudly hold, you paper champion..

Kayla Callahan: Oh? Salem is the true winner of this championship title here huh? YOUR little girl who can’t even formulate a thought straight, that Salem? The very same who is still new here and was inserted in a match for a title which she shouldn’t have been in, that Salem?

Kayla reached down and unhooks the Cyber Championship title and once she’s back to standing back up tall. She drapes it over her shoulder and slowly begins to walk towards Envy.

Envy Kaine: Yes, that Salem. She has been a breath of fresh air around here since you’ve been gone Miss Callahan. She shows more promise than the majority of the members on the HKW Roster even the new HKW Champion - Gwen Massey and-

Kayla chuckled a bit which interrupted her sentence

Kayla Callahan: You are straight spewing nothing but bullshit from between your lips. I don’t even believe that YOU believe what in the hell you are saying. I hate Massey with a passion but she did what many won’t replicate.. besides me. Salem won’t even come close to that championship title nor will she come close to this one tonight.

Envy Kaine: You sound so sure of yourself. Did you forget that the odds are against you!? Three stipulations where two will be used against you. Salem is a smart girl, so two will fit for her. I went to Banks off screen and voiced my displeasure about the way the match went down. Why do you think there’s a “rematch” tonight! You get counted out or disqualified then the championship will go to the rightful owner! Plus, if Banks ends up being the special guest referee then he’ll call the match down the middle and do what’s right. Oh and without your little “Bankshot” you’d be shit! I didn’t come here to speak about that though, I came here to demand you just hand over the Cyber Championship title so I can give it to the rightful owner..

Kayla titled her head as she looked at the young woman who stood in front of her now. Looking over on her shoulder at the title, she shook her head before moving some of the hair out of her face. Looking up at the ceiling and holding up her index finger, she looked back down and with a low tone she answered Kaine’s question with a simple-

Kayla Callahan: No..

Envy Kaine: No? That’s how you really feel?

Kayla Callahan: That’s my answer. Plain and simple.

Envy Kaine: For someone to be associated with a well known wrestling family, how can you honestly take pride in this? How can you act so stuck up about this? More or less, how come you are acting like a bitch!?

Callahan just nodded her head at the comment which was just thrown at her

Kayla Callahan: Stuck up? A bitch? Wow, I’ve been called a lot as of late due to how I won this championship title here. I sat back and I re-watched the show, I sat there and studied how I won the title and you know what? I wouldn’t have changed a thing! I really don’t care what people think about how I won. I don’t give a fuck about what the fans may think. I am the HKW Cyber Champion, deal with it. Hell, this was long over due. I was a participant in that god-awful Team Banks/Team Risky match and unlike some mysterious looking clown who wears white makeup to the ring. I was active in it and did my part. I was never backed by the general managers as if I were a little princess who needed my hand held. I am not the golden boy who just recently found some gold but with the help of his partner and some kind fellow who stuck his neck out to stop my cousin from breaking up the pin. No, I was left with nothing so I made things known.

This title came from PDW, held by one half of the bitches we have for General Managers - Zero McHannon. This title comes with history and did you REALLY think I was going to just let some no name win that match and claim she was the New Cyber Champ? No. the whole fucking match was filled with no names. Hell, I’ll go you this way. If Salem had won, she’d be the second person next to Jason Mentez to have had a VERY short title reign because I would’ve won it tonight in a fight, not some over the top rope battle royal. Difference, Salem can throw someone over a rope. Not pin them for the win. That’s been evident in all her matches.

Envy Kaine: That’s just fucking ru-

Kayla Callahan: Bitch! I wasn’t done talking …

Callahan slapped Kaine before pushed her onto the ground where she sat as Kayla hovered her just looking down at her

Kayla Callahan: Good, now that you are comfortable at a place where you belong.. I didn’t need to jump to Social Media to voice my grievances like she did and she subtweeted nonetheless, showing that she’s nothing but a coward. At least mention me, get cursed out and then I could kick her ass later. No, she ran to you and probably cried on your shoulder with all that bullshit. Hell, look at me. I am the whole package. I didn’t need to go to some faction and stick my neck out just to win the top title and then lose it within two minutes. No, I am not like two idiots who can’t even see that the other team had those number one contenderships in the bag but had other plans. Yes, I mean the Super Saiyans. More or less, I don’t give a fuck about them because they’ll use it, lose the match and be right where 420 B.C. is, as no names. That’s what makes my blood boil, people like them and the majority of the participants in that battle royal getting title opportunities after one or two matches.. that’s that shit Zero and Cindy are good for. That's what they consider "Best for Business" not giving the opportunity to those who worked their asses off WHOMEVER the fuck they are.

Kayla paced around for a brief second before looking back towards an angry Kaine

Kayla Callahan: You cannot tell me I don’t deserve this. I don’t care how anyone feels about it. I welcome this little challenge from Salem because when I beat her one, two.. three. She’ll have to shut the fuck up and go back to being a little jobber for those other new comers who have more potential than she does. You should thank me too. After tonight, I’ll be beating the living hell out of her and you can go manage someone who’s more worthwhile than her - Someone like.. yours truly? Not saying I need a manager but hell, I make anyone look good when they are with me than against me..

Kaine slowly got to her feet and she slapped Callahan in the face before walking away from her

Envy Kaine: You are so arrogant and a cheater! Tonight you WILL be losing that Cyber Championship title if I have anything to say and do about it you bitch!

Kayla touched her cheek before looking back towards the female who walked into the facility and slammed the door. Silently nodding her head, Callahan just stared in the direction..

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Emerges from the curtains on his bike with a blunt lit. Slowly cruises down the ramp slowly playing with his hair.

Sadee Sanderson McLean: The following contest is a Grudge Match! On the way to the ring hailing from ChIraqistan, IL weighing in at 178 lbs...BANKSQUIAT!

He locks the bike up against the turnbuckle and chills on the barricade with the blunt until his theme starts to fade. He tosses it before sliding in the ring.

Maddison Harthorne: Bank$quiat had one hell of a match at Breaking Point taking out the former Sgt. of Arms Deontay Chaos.

Alexa Corra: RicHomie Reaper Undertaker!

Brian Mason: I can't stop praising this guy for doing that.

Alexa Corra: You gonna get on your knees for em Brian? Mhm...Lil Bitch!

Here I Stand
Helpless and left for dead


The lights in the arena go completely out as Dance With The Devil by. Breaking Benjamin hits the PA System. As the base kicks in the lights begin to flash silver, white and black as if they were strobe lights surrounding the arena.

Close your eyes
So many days go by
Easy to find what's wrong
Harder to find what's right


The camera then pans towards the crowd as a man is seen standing at the top of a stairway looking out to the fans with a devilish smirk on his face. He grunts and opens up his arms like he were welcoming them to the show. He laughs and waves the fans off. He straightens up his cut and begins to walk down the steps.

I believe in you, I can show you
That I can see right through all your empty lies
I won't stay long in this world so wrong


Lance then stops in the middle of the stairway as fans boo and shout out at the Reaper President. He looks down in the ring staring at Bank$quiat with a smile on his face. He then slowly lifts up his finger wagging it. He then runs back around and heads back up the steps leaving Bank$uiat there in the ring wondering what the hell is going on.

Say goodbye
As we dance with the Devil tonight
Don't you dare look at him in the eye
As we dance with the Devil tonight


Lance's music fades away as the fans are heard booing across the arena.

Alexa Corra: So I guess Lance doesn't feel like playing today?

Brian Mason: What a pussy! He's just afraid that Bank$quiat will take his punk ass out too! GET BACK DOWN HERE YOU SON OF A BITCH!

Maddison Harthorne: This doesn't feel right. Not at all. Lance wouldn't do that just for no reason guys. Something's up.

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Throughout the summer, leading up until the beginning weeks of October, HKW proudly brings to you it's "All or Nothing" series where one superstar will finally reach super stardom!

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The camera shifted to the backstage area, showing one half of The Super Saiyans, Jinzai, walking towards the locker room area with a bounce in his step and a large grin on his face, extremely happy after the successful night he had at HKW's first iPay-Per-View, Breaking Point. Quickly turning down a hallway, he came to a pause as he passed a door that was cracked open. Peering inside, his grin seemed to brighten even further as he opened the door and walked in to greet the person inside.

Jinzai: KAAAI!!!

Kai twitched in minor annoyance at the loud yell that came from his Protege and the rapid fire talking that followed, but made no move to turn around and acknowledge him as he continued to tape up his right hand. After several years of training Jinzai, he had become used to the teenager's excitement. Finally, after a few moments, Kai cut off Jinzai's excited babbling as he paused his actions.

Kai: What do you want, Brat?

Behind him, Jinzai flinched slightly, something that happened often when Kai spoke to him. The dynamic between Teacher and Student was a very strange one in their case. Kai had spent the better part of the last 3 years training Jinzai in the most effective, yet brutal ways imaginable, tearing him apart and building him back up over and over again. He never showed much emotion throughout it, but Jinzai had always believed that deep down somewhere, Kai was actually proud of him. Brushing off Kai's usual soft, robotic response to him, Jinzai gave a bright smile as he walked over.

Jinzai: Just wanted to know if you were excited for tonight. I mean, you FINALLY get your hands on Wisia! Aren't you stoked!? Aren't you amped up?!

Kai's eyes hardened and his hand clenched into a very tight fist at the mention of Luke Wisia, and his lips curl into a small sneer.

Kai: Yes... and No.

At hearing this, Jinzai gave him a confused look.

Jinzai: Wait, what? But I thought...

Jin trailed off as Kai slowly stood up and finally turned to look at him, causing him to unconsciously take a step back. In all the time that he had known Kai, he could never recall seeing this look in his eyes. This.. hatred, this rage. It was a very frightening thing to experience up close. Kai continued to stare at Jinzai in silence for a few moments, before he spoke in a calm, deathly quiet tone.

Kai: How often does The Executioner show excitement to prepping the needle for The Lethal Injection, or flipping the switch to The Electric Chair, Jinzai? I'm looking forward to this, but not for the simple reason that I get my match with him. I look forward to the fact that I know his ego won't allow him to walk away from this match. I look forward to the fact that it will just be he and I alone in that ring, with no unnecessary distractions.

Kai's eyes narrowed dangerously.

Kai: But most of all, I look forward to every single thing that I plan on doing to him once that bell rings.

With that, Kai calmly grabs his Trench Coat off of the seat behind him, before he stalks past Jinzai and goes towards the door. But before he can make it to the door, Jinzai calls out to him.

Jinzai: Kai... before you go, I... I just wanted to ask how Boss was.

This caused Kai to come to a stop, a frown making it's way onto his face at hearing the sadness in his student's voice. For a moment, he debated on if he should speak on the situation between his Brother and Sister-In-Law, out of respect for the two of them. Slowly turning his head so that he was glancing back at Jinzai, who looked worried.

Kai: Not well, Jinzai. He's not doing well.

Kai turned around and left the locker room, leaving Jinzai behind to silently worry over not just Kai, but his other mentor as well.

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"This is Absolution" by Killswitch Engage plays and the crowd pops. Jesse Lewis, dressed in a suit, comes out and looks around at the crowd. The crowd chants 'Spirit Z' and Jesse Lewis half-smirks and begins to walk towards the ring with a microphone already in hand. He makes his way over to the steps, and walks up to the ropes. Getting in, he puts a arm in the air the show morale. The music then stops. The crowd keeps chanting 'Spirit Z'. Jesse Lewis smirks.

Jesse Lewis: As I look at my life now. I've learned and seen a lot. To gain this type of respect is.. It's humbling. Two years ago when I was in THW, all I ever did was rip people a new asshole, and I kept reaching these goals as trying to become the best that I could. And I realized, that I did. And because of that, I have no reason to return as a full-time wrestler to fulfill that dreams.

The crowd starts to 'Awhh' in sadness.

Jesse Lewis: But. The thrill is always there. And I can re--

"Yonkers" by Tyler, The Creator plays. The crowd is confused, never hearing that song before. People on their feet to see who is interrupting Jesse. A man walks out wearing nothing but a hoodie, and the hoodie covering the face. The man walks towards the ring. Jesse Lewis quirks an eyebrow. The man walks around the ring and grabs a microphone from the announcer, and slides into the ring. The man then gets up and walks towards Jesse. The music stops. Jesse quirks another eyebrow.

Man: Hello... Jesse.

The man unveils his hood, and it turns out to be Zakk Lewis.

Zakk Lewis: Surprised? You shouldn't be. No reason to be.

Zakk looks like he has a new tattoo in between his eyes. It's the Cross of St. Peter. Jesse chuckles and claps.

Jesse Lewis: Well, everyone. Give a round of applause for my younger brother. Zakk Lewis!

The crowd does the opposite and boos without any hesitation.

Jesse Lewis: Clearly, they're not much in your favor. Though, I'm curious what the hell you have marked on your head. Is that even real?

Jesse Lewis goes to flick Zakk in middle of his face, but Zakk smacks his hand away.

Zakk Lewis: You know, for years and years you've done nothing but inspire me. Growing up, I remember I wanted to be just like you. Hell, I lost many friends because I gave my whole teenage life to become a wrestler. Now I'm 21 years old, and I'm fulfilling my dream. But my name isn't the greatest right now, and so conveniently you're back as a trainer. Not sure why. The last thing you made successful was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and even a retard like Emilio could do that. Who seems to be your 'buddy-buddy' now. What, two sessions and he thinks it's a great honor to be mentioned by you? You're a joke now, Jesse. Look at you. You couldn't even make it in EXODUS, and left due to what? A heart attack. Hahahaha! You're a joke! And I even believe you losing to Adrien was a set up. You did win that, but every other match? You should of won. Oh, but you beat a GIW legend, Alexis Terry and some other chode who don't matter. Great. Are people suppose to be bowing down to you now?

Jesse laughs.

Jesse Lewis: Well, apparently praying all that time to God for a set of balls really paid off, didn't it? I guess you also prayed to be a comedian. Because, if I'm not mistaken, you said beating a legend once, people should go ahead and bow down to me. Hmm, pretty sure I've beaten past legends. And defeated Sex Sells, who are legends in the making. I've got a Santa list of legends I've defeated. So, I'm not really sure what your argument is.

Zakk Lewis: You think Sex Sells is an achievement? Those two huskies aren't even popular anymore. No one gives a shit about Sex Sells. Fine. Sure. You've defeated legends. You maybe great to some. But you haven't even won a heavyweight championship. You haven't led a federation ever. And--

Jesse Lewis: Really, having led a federation? How many times do people have to hear this story? I've explained this how many times? And you...... YOUUUU!! Out of ALLL people should know. I fucking led True Honor Wrestling before it's demise and that--

Zakk Lewis: Really? Really? Led to what? It's demise? Because of you leaving, that fucking company had no where else to go. So congratulations on being the reason why a federation is buried to the ground. And oh yeah. Guess what, Mr. Leader... Who made THW Hall of Fame, and not you? Oh yeah... Jakob Alexander.

Jesse Lewis: Jakob Alexander doesn't matter.

Zakk Lewis: Oh, really? Because last I remember you and Jakob Alexander were friends now. Last I remember, Jakob Alexander won some championships in THW. What did you win? Two awards and was the top guy without the gold. That's all you were. You're a one-prime wonder. You don't matter anymore. You had a primetime ONCE in your career, and you automatically want people to believe that's what they should bow their feet to?

Jesse Lewis: I didn't tell anyone to bow to my feet. They respect me, because of my accomplishments. And sure, maybe I didn't win the main gold. But you don't know how bad I was screwed, AND also you don't realize that I've said before and I'll say it again. Winning the gold doesn't mean anything else. You make the championship, the championship doesn't make you. Sometimes, you're just better than the championship, and you don't need it.

Zakk Lewis: Oh, really? Winning the gold doesn't mean anything? Give me one example.

Jesse Lewis: Let's see... The guy that everyone rides his dick..... Brandon Banks. The man is probably the biggest and most popular superstar in the wrestling industry today. And guess what? No top gold. Because he doesn't need it. And I don't need it. And sheesh, let's see. Sebastian Grey won the championship. No one's talking about him anymore. Rest my case.

Zakk Lewis: Then you still believe you're in the primetime. Well how about, Mr. Icon. What if you faced someone not even in your league. Way outta your league. At the next PPV?

Jesse Lewis: I'm not a indy guy anymore, Zakk.

Zakk Lewis: So you're fucking afraid. You're afraid of what I can do. Or are you too afraid to even face someone down in the indies. Brad Kane, your goddamn look-a-like, who is a self-claimed legend was down here for a stint because of whatever, and I'm sure no one looked at him. It's not like you're gonna be active. It's just a match. I don't see the problem.

Jesse Lewis: Because, there's no reason.

Zakk Lewis: No, there is. I'm tired of people believing you're still a great wrestler. Because you're not. I'm going to show these people that you don't belong in the big leagues anymore. God sent me here to piss you off, and bring you down. So how about it.

Jesse Lewis: No.

Jesse Lewis drops the microphone, and gets out of the ring and walks back towards the curtain. Zakk shakes his head and laughs.

Zakk Lewis: What are you afraid of? Since when did the mighty Jesse Lewis decided to back down from a fight? Huh!? No....

Zakk Lewis walks over to the down mic that Jesse dropped. He picks it up and overthrows and goes over Jesse's head. Somehow the microphone didn't break.

Zakk Lewis: TELL ME SUPERSTAR! SINCE WHEN THE MIGHTY JESSE LEWIS BACK DOWN FROM A FIGHT?! HUH?!

Jesse turns around, then walks backwards and picks up the microphone.

Jesse Lewis: Because you're my family, and I'm not going to destroy you.

Jesse drops the microphone, causing it to finally break. And walks towards the curtain, and leaves the scene. Zakk leans on the ropes that's facing towards the entrance.

Zakk Lewis: It's okay, Jesse. Continue to make me laugh. Continue to make excuses. But I have time. You don't wanna face me, because I'm family? Fair enough. I'll just have to force it. And believe me....

Zakk Lewis shows an evil smirk.

Zakk Lewis: I have an idea...... Ha ha ha.... HAHAHAHAHA....

Zakk Lewis then drops the mic, and "Yonkers" plays. Zakk Lewis then gets out of the ring and walks towards the back. Scene fades.

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Sadee Sanderson McLean: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall and it is for the HKW No Limits Championship!

"Who is innocent?

Is it relevant in the world today?

I shake my head in disbelief.

The killer walks again.

Freed by evil men in their dark charade.

This can't be happening."


A 'G' forms on the screen in smoke and 'Innocence' by Disturbed hits the speakers. Luke Wisia walks out from behind the curtains and stares at the fans around them as they give him a large mixture of jeers and cheers. He takes the beanie off his head and throws it off the stage into the crowd. He begins to walk down the ramp, head down, and muttering something to himself.

"Your corruption is like a cancer growing inside.

You owe the world an apology.

You've been taught all your life, the truth is easy to hide.

You'll face your judgement another day.

And suffer eternally... "


Luke slides into the ring and walks to the nearest turnbuckle. He jumps on the second rope and points towards the crowd as they scream in response.

Sadee Sanderson McLean: Introducing first, the challenger… Hailing from Jersey City, New Jersey.. Weighing in at one hundred and seventy pounds, LUKKKKKEEEE WISSSIIIAAAA!!!!


After ripping his shirt off, showing the black wife beater underneath, Luke throws the tee shirt down to the mat and turns around to keep his concentration on the match. He adjusts his belt and brushes off his jean shorts, then his sneakers, before leaning wrapping his arms around the top ropes while leaning against them for support.

Sadee Sanderson McLean: And his opponent…

There's no holding me back

I'm not driven by fear

I'm just driven by anger


"Whatever" by Our Lady Peace plays and the crowd erupts as Kai slowly walks out onto the stage. He takes a look around, staring impassively out into the sea of fans in the arena, before he starts to walk down the ramp. He ignores the fans on either side of the isle, and stays completely focused on the ring.

And you're under attack

I'm just climbing up slowly

I'm the one and only


Kai walks down to ringside and stops, staring very intently at the ring. He doesn't move for a few moments, just simply staring at the ring as if analyzing it in his mind. He turns towards the steel steps steel steps and walks towards them, before he quickly walks up and into the ring.

The tease, the way, the lie

The stumble in your mind

The fear, the hope inside

They hit there...

But Whatever you need

'Ever you got

'Ever you want

I'll take back again!

Whatever you need

'Ever you got

'Ever you want

I'll take back again..



He steps through the middle ropes and walks over to the far corner, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the corner as he stares across the ring stoically, waiting for the match to begin.

Sadee Sanderson McLean: Ladies and gentlemen, from parts unknown, weighing in at two hundred pounds… KAIIIII!!!!!

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Ding! Ding Ding!


Kai and Luke look at each other from across the ring as if this is the moment they’ve been waiting on for years now. They begin the match by rushing at each other and starting to throw wild punches as the crowd is already on their feet with spark from the start of the match. Kai manages to muscle Luke some and forces him into a headlock, pulling as hard as he can, dropping them both to one knee. Luke wiggles his head out from the hold and pushes Kai into the ropes, and when he returns, he is put on his back by a dropkick. Luke bounces off the ropes again, looking for a leg drop, but Kai catches him from underneath and easily lifts him off his feet. He puts down Luke with a spinebuster and looks around at the crowd from his knees.

Kai tries to pin down Luke’s face with his elbow, but he does another good job of sliding through his opponents legs and returning the move with a reverse armbar of his own. Kai can’t seem to break the hold, but he uses his arm strength to pull himself close to the ropes, and reaches out to grab them. The referee makes Luke release the hold, but he doesn’t let go until the final counts.

Luke rushes forward, going for a spinning back heel, but it misses! Kai reaches out and grabs Luke by the back of the head, trying to throw him outside the ring, but Luke returns with a shoulder block to the gut through the second rope. Luke springboards from the top rope, but he is caught and put down with a Pendelum Backbreaker, then following up with a pin.


One!!




Two!!





T-NO!!!


Luke hits Kai in the back of the head with a few elbows to release the hold and they both stand back to their feet.

However, Luke strikes quick and he strikes low, hitting Kai with a chop block in the thigh and turning around with a grounded DDT. Luke is laying on the mat beside Kai, breathing hard, and staring up to the ceiling of the arena. He sees Kai stirring and decides to get back to his feet as well. Kai ends up beating Luke to the stand, pulls him in, and lands a tiger suplex. Luke landed with a hard impact, holding his gut, as Kai turned around to find his opponent as quickly as he could.

This time Luke jumps off his feet with a swinging neckbreaker, Kai looks confused as he stumbles around for a second and Luke follows up the move perfectly with a jaw breaker. Kai falls to his back and Luke has rolled his legs over his shoulders for the pin, trying to steal a quick count on the match.


One!!



Two!!





TH-KICKOUT!!!

Kai breaks the pin on the last count and rolls to his feet, glaring at Luke and the sneaky move. Luke had a smirk across his face as he flips off Kai, spitting to the outside mat.

Luke dodges the first punch, but he wasn’t so lucky the second time around. Kai returns with the other hand that Luke wasn’t looking for and knocks him off balance. Kai runs forward with a running kitchen sink and hits Luke so hard that he goes tumbling to the outside of the ring. Kai reaches out and tries to grab his opponent at the last second in hopes for a pin, but he couldn’t grab him before landing to the outside.

Luke gets back to his feet fairly early, but Kai baseball slides into him and knocks him into the barrier, walking over and bashing Lukes head off the barrier as hard as he can. The referee signals for them to bring the match back in the ring, but neither one of them seems to be listening.

Kai loses his grasp on Luke as he pushes his opponent shoulder first into the steel steps. Luke doesn’t stop there as he begins to kick Kai while his down with a sick look in his eyes. The referee has already been counting inside the ring and keeps encouraging the both of them to come back in between counts.

“1….2…..3…..”

Luke has Kai back his feet and hits him with a full body clothesline on the ramp. Kai hits the steel with a loud thud as the fans let out a gruesome sound. Luke falls to a knee, holding his arm some, taking a little damage himself. He tries to pull Kai back to his feet, but Kai reverses it this time and puts Luke down with a bridging dragon suplex. Luke is throwing his body across the steel ramp as Kai is slowly walking over him.

“4...5…..6….”

The two keep exchanging punches until Kai lifts Luke up over his shoulder and throws him into the barrier of people from the ramp. The crowd moves away and Luke hits the concrete with a loud noise and shortly after, Kai has thrown himself into the crowd with an elbow drop, laying them both out on the ground.

“7…..8…….9……”

The referee sees that there’s no hope for the match as he calls for the bell and the ten count.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Sadee Sanderson McLean: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been informed that this match has been called as a no contest via double countout disqualification!

Luke and Kai are both still laid out on the cement in the crowd. Neither one is quick to get up, up, but when they do, they keep their distance and lick their wounds. Luke can’t seem to catch his breath after the hard fall, and Kai looks to have done more damage to himself than his opponent.

Luke climbed through the crowd and pulls a beer bottle away from a fan. He launches it in Kai’s direction with hate on his face before walking back into the corridor towards the locker rooms. Kai dodges the beer bottle as it shatters on the ground next to him and never takes his eyes off Luke as he disappeared. He takes one last look at the ring and shakes his head, then leaves up the ramp.

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Clips of Ronnie Banks and Charlie Samuels together flash on the screen as "Make It Home" by. August Alsina feat. Jeezy fades in the background.

I don’t always do what I should, but I do what I gotta do
You’ve been at the bottom, you see the hunger inside of you
Don’t say what you won’t do, cause it can all change
When the going gets tough it’ll drive you insane


Flashes of Ronnie on tour performing and of him performing at Legendary 2013 fade in before transitioning to highlights of Charlie's time in HKW.

See I done dodged a couple shots, served a couple blocks
Hit a couple corners tryna shake a couple cops
I broke a couple rules, didn’t graduate from school
Cause I was busy hustling when I thought that shit was cool


The scene then fades onto a street in Los Angeles as several members of LAX including the former HKW Champion Emilio Vialpando standing beside his father Luis Vialpando who stands next to his brother Vazer and Nikki Vialpando. Carmella, Jesus and Romeo are seen in the middle as on the far left is Emilio's best friend Capo and his crew standing next to him. All of them are seen wearing black with the exception of Capo and his crew wearing blue bandanas somewhere with their outfits. Emilio steps up and begins to speak as the camera pans out a little showing broken glass, bullets and used syringes on the ground next to crack pipes. Emilio looks down at the objects on the ground shaking his head.

Emilio Vialpando: Each and everyday around the world we lose someone we hold close to our hearts. As much as it hurts we have to learn to move on. We can move on from their passing but we will never be able to move on from the memories we have shared with them.

See I gotta keep it real wit you baby
Cus the shit I used to do is what made me


Emilio Vialpando: We done seen a lot living the life we live. A lot more than what we should have in our young ass lives...But that's just a part of what it takes to survive in this world we live in. Ron & Charlie was taken away from us too soon...Way too soon. Ron was down for LAX. Charlie busted her ass in HKW. To see them go this way just hurts...

And I’m hopin I ain’t gotta go back to the trap
Cause we really know that we don’t want that


Emilio Vialpando: HKW won't forget you Charlie. And the LAX Dynasty continues, Ronnie....

Emilio turns around showing the back of his shirt that has an image of Ronnie Banks with the LAX logo at the bottom. He nods towards Capo who raises up a glock in the air firing off two shots for Ron & Charlie. Emilio then turns back around walking towards the camera. The camera pulls back a little as Emilio is seen reaching into his pocket and takes out a lighter. The camera stops as two candles are seen sitting on the concrete. He kneels down to light both of the candles and looks up to the camera.

Emilio Vialpando: Los dos vamos a extrañar pero no olvidado

But if I don’t make it home tonight
Tell my mama that I love her
Leave some flowers for my brother
Girl I love ya
But if I don’t make it home tonight
Take some money to my sister
I don’t ever want her chasin' after niggas
Cause where I’m from, niggas out here dyin' every day
And they ain’t not bad, they’re just tryna make a way
And I ain’t no different, so if I get missin
These are my last wishes, I hope you get them right
Girl, if I don’t make it home tonight


The scene then fades away with images of Ronnie & Charlies and date of births & date of deaths.

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The scene re-opens in the locker room area of the person whom many consider to be the TRUE HKW Cyber Champion - Salem Cartier whom was sitting with her head held down, trying to process going into a match where she did not know what the match stipulation could or would be for the night BUT she did know one thing. She was not going to allow Kayla Callahan to walk out of Defiance as the HKW Cyber Champion. Pacing in front of her was her manager, Envy Kaine who had a chance to confront the current champion earlier on that night, a slap or two later, she was back in the safety of her clients locker room. Kaine could really do nothing but be there for her client knowing that there were so many factors at play, so many rumors going down the rumor mill. Sickening all of it was.

Envy Kaine: You had that title won. You should be HKW Cyber Champion. These are supposed facts but there was something Callahan said that made things a little difficult to swallow. One, if you were to have won that belt and Kayla was named to challenge you tonight in a fight, not a over the top rope battle royal, she’d be vicious and would do anything to win. You could’ve ended up like Jason Mentez, only with a longer reign. Same principle for tonight, it could be Kayla. Two, with you having this opportunity and with all these handicaps being handed to you.. it’s a little sickening because I think people don’t believe you could beat her without them. I mean look, special guest referee, no finishers meaning no Superkick AND she’ll lose her champion’s advantage. Three well thought out stips but why use them now?

Kaine began to pace again shaking her head at not only the lack of confidence people have in her client but also how things have been set up, if she is able, for Salem just to be handed the HKW Cyber Championship. Slamming her fist against the lockers, she just looks back down towards Salem. Walking over to her, she pats her on the head gently before exhaling

Envy Kaine: You know I have your back tonight, like I usually do. I’ll be at ringside for you to make sure no funny business happens. No matter what two stipulations they choose. You are going home with the HKW Cyber Championship tonight If I have anything to say about it..

Salem looked up at her manager, letting all this info soak in; and she shook her head smiling.

Salem Cartier: Well first off, Breaking Point was a hell of a night, no doubt. Things happened in that match sure, things that could’ve went differently for me and that Cyber Championship. I could be here with it around my waist right now! But I’m not sitting here for one minute and crying about it. I had my moment of freak out already,, but time has passed and I’m calm and I’m cool, see? There is no instant replay in this business, there is no do-overs or mulligans as the golfers say. Kayla likes to talk a LOT, but when you've got the strap you've got the floor, I suppose. I can respect that, in a sense. She’s been a mover and shaker around HKW these last however many weeks, kicking people’s heads off. She’s got an agenda, a vendetta to right whatever wrongs she feels have been piled upon her.

Salem paused and wrapped her wrist tape, swallowing hard and drawing a deep breath, leaning back and surveying the room, searching Envy’s eyes for any sign of reaction. She exhaled and continued on.

Salem Cartier: Look, I’m glad that the higher ups decided to have this match tonight on Defiance, I think it’s what most people want to see if they’re being honest. I have no earthly idea why all these stipulations are being bandied about in reference to this match. Fact is, I didn't ask for them… and I’m not going to bitch about how they favor either Kayla or myself respectively. She needs to realize a couple of things though, her vendetta doesn't involve me as far as I’m concerned.. but I’m also not a footnote or a stepping stone in her holy war of doing whatever the fuck she’s doing. Simply put: I want that title, and with these stipulations you’re saying nobody believes in me?

She laughs a bit, adjusting her boots. She stands up, throwing off a few side kicks and making sure the boots fit right.

Salem Cartier: That’s wrong. I believe in myself. And if nobody else does? Well, I’m going to have to bust my ass in that ring and drag all the nay-sayers kicking and screaming to the other side of that argument, in the only way I know to persuade them. Kayla Callahan is the current HKW Cyber Champion, that’s irrefutable. She’s a passionate, furious machine in that ring, I’m not knocking her for one second. But just like she said she would've ended my reign short and sweet had I won the battle royal? Well, that works both ways. And tonight I would enjoy nothing more than entering the end date on the right side of the dash in her title reign.

Salem now paced as Envy looked on. She walked back to her manager and placed a steady hand on her shoulder.

Salem Cartier: But perhaps I misspoke, you believe in me too right? Because I’m going to handle business in the ring, but you need to be rock solid on the outside. Everything okay, you seem a bit shaken up?

Envy smiled towards Salem before she shook her head once again

Envy Kaine: I believe in you. You already know this. As long as you have that mindset, there is nothing you cannot do. Remember though, you are in the All for Nothing series as well. Kayla is YOUR stepping stone. Stay hungry, stay active and watch what doors open when you go into that series to win a shot at the World Champion. Believe me. Tonight is just going to be your night. You are going to go out there and show them what you have and then some. Salem Cartier - YOUR NEW HKW Cyber Champion

Envy said as she patted her shoulder and then turned towards the door

Envy Kaine: Shall we?

Salem Cartier: Oh, we shall..

With that the two departed the room.

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With an icepack pressed against the back of her neck, Felicity Banks is shown walking side by side with what seems to be her new ally, Ina Ina. Both ladies are all smiles following Felicity’s win over the number one contender to the No Limits championship. Only a few feet away from the duo stands Sienna Evans: with mic in hand.

Felicity Banks: Interview time, Inny.

Ina Ina: Foooreaal? I never done one of these before.

Felicity smiles as the two continue their pace toward Sienna.

Felicity Banks: Just follow my lead, chicky. I’ll do most of the talking this time, but next time?

She looks at Ina.

Felicity Banks: All you.

The two walk forward, now inches away from Sienna who’s all smiles.

Sienna Evans:: Felicity Banks, how does it feel to have beat Xavier, knowing that he is the number one contender to the No Limit’s Championship?

Felicity chuckles, blowing it off like it was nothing.

Felicity Banks: Really proved how deserving he was of it, didn’t I? I know you heard what I said before my match, Sienna. I’m disgusted by the happenings of HKW. I’ve had it, Sienna. I’ve so sick and tired of being pushed to the side for Risky’s favorites. For Cindy’s favorites. Hell, my own brother won’t even give me a chance to shine.

Felicity looks at Ina and smiles before turning her attention to Sienna.

Felicity Banks: They don’t want to give me the spotlight that I deserve?

She shrugs.

Felicity Banks: So be it… I’ll take it away from them then. To make matters fucking worse, this No Limits Championship match tonight? With Perello, Hunter and Tanner? Why wasn’t I included, Sienna? Why are Tanner Sands and Hunter Werth working double duty for a shot at a championship they DON’T deserve? Why is Joey Perello in this match when he, himself, stated he’s not here for championships?

Her cheeks began turning red, Ina wrapping her arm around Felicity’s shoulder to calm her down.

Felicity Banks: Logic would say make the Felicity, Xavier and Tony match for the No Limits Championship, but noooo. That would be the smart thing to do. Instead, we’re probably gonna see the winner of tonight's No Limits Championship match face the undeserving number one contender, Xavier Asher Daniels. Well, you know what? That’s fine. Because I’m going to win the All or Nothing Series, and before this year ends, hashtag Kucci voice… I will be HKW World Champion. Bank on it.

Sienna looked at Felicity, her mouth slightly a gap. She wanting to comment on a few things like how Felicity was suspended and how there were people in the No Limits title match who had a better record than she did single wise but she wasn’t going to push it because of what might result from it. So with a smile…

Sienna Evans:: You seem very confident that you will win All or Nothing, Felicity. Is that because you have gotten yourself some extra….

Looking up at Ina Ina for a moment, Sienna returns her gaze to Felicity.

Sienna Evans:: Muscle? Security?

Felicity Banks: Ina isn’t my muscle, nor is she my security guard. She’s a friend of mine, new to the HKW roster. I’m simply taking her under my wing. But, Sienna… I noticed that look on your face after I made my comment about the No Limits Championship. Are you saying, that I, someone who bleeds wrestling, and has the most God given talent in HKW doesn’t deserve a shot at the No Limits Championship?

Not letting Sienna answer, Felicity holds her hand up to Sienna’s face.

Felicity Banks: Don’t answer that. You ask questions, I answer them. If I ask you a question, remember it’s rhetorical and I don’t want an answer from you.

Felicity lowers her hand and glances over at Ina.

Felicity Banks: Sienna… From the time I signed with HKW, I’ve been pushed aside. You’re new, so I could forgive you for not knowing these things. When you have time, take a look at the first Defiance. I nearly beat Brytain Rollins… No… I had her beat if it wasn’t for what she did to my arm. And on that same night, HKW held a battle royal to determine who’d get entered into the HKW Championship tournament. And what happened?

She waits for an answer, tapping her boot off the floor with her hands on her hips.

Felicity Banks: My own brother took me out of it. After that, HKW polled the fans asking them who should get the next HKW Championship match. Tony and I were tied, but who got the title shot? Tony, not Felicity.

Felicity bites down on her lip, lowering her gaze to the ground.

Felicity Banks: I’m confident because I know what’s coming to me. I’m confident because I now know no matter what Brandon, Risky, Cindy, or Zero try to do… Nothing’s going to stop me from becoming HKW World Champion…. (whispers) Nothing…

Sienna Evans:: Sounds like a lot of excuses and finger pointing Felicity… but congratulations on your win even though...

Again Sienna looks over at Ina.

Sienna Evans:: Congratulations. Is there anything else you would like to say?

Felicity has a scowl on her face, ignoring Sienna’s last words.

Felicity Banks: There’s no excuses, Sienna. These are facts. Take time out of your not so busy and watch Defiance from one through twelve and tell me I’m making excuses then. And honestly? Who in the fuck are you to say anything at all? They keep your ass on Ignite so no one has to see or hear you, so yeah. Fuck off.

Ina giggles, getting a kick out of Felicity’s temper.

Felicity Banks: But, yeah… There is something I want to say and it regards Brad Kane…

She rips the microphone out of Sienna’s hand and shoo’s her away.

Felicity Banks: You’re not needed anymore. I was an interviewer before, and a damn good one unlike you. Now… Shoo.

Felicity turns her attention to the camera with Ina standing directly behind her.

Felicity Banks: We all know what happened in PDW, Brad. People got salty and feelings got hurt, and now… There is no PDW. Brad, I had every intention of giving you the match you wanted. Sadly, we can’t do it in PDW anymore, so here’s an idea.

Felicity rubs her chin.

Felicity Banks: Destiny… HKW’s version of the Superbowl. Brad Kane versus Felicity Banks. And since I’m such a doll, I’ll even let you pick the match. Just make sure it’s not one of your speciality matches, Bradley. It would be such a shame if a ten year vet lost to a rookie in his own match, Jack.

Felicity winks and blows a kiss to the camera. She looks at Sienna and gently hands her the microphone back, rubbing the top of her head to mess up her hair.

Felicity Banks: We’ll chat soon, yeah?

Felicity waves Ina along as the duo exit the picture with Sienna watching them as they walk away.

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Ding.. Ding.. Ding..

Sadee Sanderson McLean: The following contest is a special guest referee match and is for the HKW Cyber Championship - Now, if the champion get counted out or is disqualified the championship title WILL change hands.

One day, Simba... The sun will set on my time here, and will rise through you as the new king.
"And this will all be mine?"
Everything...
"....Everything the lights touches."


The arena goes completely dark, and the crowd erupts just as the visuals of Brandon Banks hit the Platinumtron. The sound of thunder and lightning overpower the noise of the crowd, while "Return of Simba" by J. Cole plays over the PA system. A silver triangle replaces the video package on the Knoxotron, becoming the only source of light in the arena.

In my freshest Js, I ain't slept in days
Girl, you gon' make me late undressin' me
Know you ain't seen me since yesterday
But, see, I got a date with destiny


The fans suddenly start to feel water come down onto them, almost as if it were raining in the building. Twenty-five seconds into the song, a yellow smoke begins to pour out of the ground. The triangle on the Knoxotron turns gold, with a spotlight hitting the top of the entrance ramp.

'Cause this the summer that our life change
Hov asked me, "Is you ready for it?"
I looked around at all his nice things
Told him, "Nigga, you already know it"



The spotlight continues to shine over the top of the entrance ramp as Brandon Banks slowly comes out onto the ramp, stopping just as soon as he's visible, already dressed in referee gear. He walks into the spotlight and and paces toward the ring, taking a long, hard look at the crowd. He smirks, and holds his arms out to his sides as he walks down the aisle.


Bitch, I'm the man of the year!

Banks shows no emotion as he continues his steady pace down the ramp, bringing his arms back down to his sides.

Sadee Sanderson McLean: Introducing the special guest referee. The co-owner of HKW... BRANDONNN BAAANKS!

He stops mid ramp, and again, tucks his head before, slowing his pace even more before making it to the ring steps. He walks up the staircase and walks toward the middle of the apron keeping, throwing his arms in the air, receiving a monstrous ovation from the crowd.. He follows by him climbing to the top rope, and throwing up the 'roc' with his hands before looking down at the ring and jumping in. Banks walks over to Sadee and whispers something in her ear as they wait for the champion and her challenger.


Brian Mason: Already tonight, Banks and Anya Hunter have announced the All or Nothing Series, along with the two new facilities being built in New York and New Jersey. Now, Banks has the task of being referee in the first ever Cyber championship defense in HKW.

Alexa Corra: He's good in the sack too.

Maddison Harthorne: .... What?

The funky drum beat and riff of 'Phenomena' by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs fills the arena and the quirky yet energetic Salem Cartier appears at the entrance, tapping her foot and bopping her head to the beat and at her side is her manager - Envy Kaine who just looks around at the crowd with a smile...

"Hey!

Don't touch kid, sleep with the lights on
Touch kid, how you surprise me
Now roll kid, rock your body off!"


She raises both hands and motions for the fans to get hyped, then bops her way toward the ring in time with the song, popping her shoulders up and down, swaying her arms around with a coy smile and wink to the audience.

"You're something like a phenomena
Something like an astronoma
Now roll kid, rock your body off!"


She steps up the ring steps, throws her hood back, clutches the top rope and puts her feet on the bottom rope, gazing around and rocking up and down on the ropes...

"Something like a phenomena, baby
You're something like a phenomena
Something like a phenomena, baby
You're gonna get your body off"


She slides through the ropes, twirls off her jacket with a flourish and drops to a knee in the center of the ring, extending her arms out and playing to the crowd as the music fades..

Brian Mason: Client and Manager both ready for this Cyber Championship title match! I still think that Kayla shouldn't be champion! Just down right cheating what she did at Breaking Point!

Alexa Corra: Though, I agree with something Callahan said earlier in the night. What would've happened if Salem won at Breaking Point and lost here at Defiance? Not a good look on her resume

Maddison Harthorne: For once, we agree. The match was however it went down. Tonight, it's either put up or shut up

With the guitar riff blasting through the arena speakers before anything else, the strobe lights started to flash as "An Island" by Chevelle fully began to play. Coming out from behind the curtain was none other than the "Passionate" one - Kayla Callahan who stood at the top of the entrance ramp and looked out to all of the HKW fans who booed her.. With a quick nod and a smile on her features she slowly made her way down to the ring, taunting the fans as she did, patting the HKW Cyber Championship title which was draped on her shoulder

As she got to the ring, she stood there and looked to both her sides at the fans who were just shouting and making their dislike known. She shook her head as she climbed up onto the ring apron and turned around and just extended her hands out and nodded her head with a smug smirk on her face before raising the Cyber Championship title up in the air. Afterwards she got into the ring and leaned against the ropes in a very relaxed fashion as she looked at her opponent for the night

Alexa Corra: Looks like the champion is ready and willing to fight here tonight! Shit, Kayla probably isn't even worried about the handicaps against her either

Maddison Harthorne: DQ or count out and that belt will be taken away from Kayla and put right onto Salem. What a world, the champion's advantage taken away from the champ!

Brian Mason: That's what she gets for fucking cheating! Now let's see if she can win!

Sadee Sanderson McLean: Introducing the challenger first - From Laconia, New Hampshire... seeking thrills that pay the bills... 'The Dark Crystal'... Salem Cartier!!!

She raised her hand up and pointed towards the HKW Nation as Envy clapped

Sadee Sanderson McLean: Introducing the current reigning HKW Cyber Champion, hailing from Tampa, Fl.. she IS the 'Passionate One'- Kayla CALLAHAN!

Kayla raised the HKW Cyber Championship title up in the air before handing it off to Brandon who showed it to Salem before holding it above his head. He handed it to a ring stage hand before motioning for the bell..

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Ding.. Ding.. Ding..

Salem in her corner shots Envy a look before she patted herself on her shoulders looking towards the HKW Cyber Champion whom, with a calm disposition just gave off a smirk before the two made their way into the middle of the ring where Salem THOUGHT they were going to link up, but instead, Callahan wrenched the wrist of Cartier before forcing her right on her stomach. Looking down at the fallen Cartier who was getting back to her feet, Callahan kicked her back down a couple times before laughing out loud. Angry at ringside was Envy Kaine who began to shout at Callahan. Hearing her disrespectful tone, Callahan drove her knee in the side of Cartier’s head before slowly crawling towards the ropes where she just rested against them with her arms rested on them. Looking down at Envy Kaine who was livid at this point, went to smack Callahan who got back to her feet and began to back up talking smack BUT Cartier was waiting and rolled Callahan up... Banks getting in position

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KICKOUT!!

Almost having the win in her books, Cartier backed up to regroup as Callahan shot up like a spring and forced Cartier in a corner before taking it to her with jabs and strong strikes using her legs. The referee stepping in made sure he was in position to start counting which forced Callahan to stop her onslaught at the count of four. Stepping away with her hands up in the air, Callahan honestly gave Cartier space to gather herself as she walked all the way into the other corner and leaned against the turnbuckle just looking at her.

Alexa Corra: Smart move by K-Low. Not risking the DQ.

Brian Mason: I have to admit, Banks has been calling this match down the middle. People seem to think there's some sort of alliance between he and Callahan.

Alexa Corra: They're just friends, Mase. Nothing more.

Running towards Callahan, the two began to go at it before Cartier gained the upper hand forcing Callahan to roll out of the ring and regroup. Banks takes a looks back at Salem, watching her Motion for Kayla to come back into the ring, Callahan waved her off as she leaned against the barricade for a moment. Bankshaving no choice but to count

Maddison Harthorne: She does realize she'll lose the title if she's counted out, right?

Brian Mason: Doesn't seem like she cares at the moment.

Envy Kaine going over towards Callahan starting junk, drew the attention of Brandon Banks and the two of them began to argue which allowed Cartier time to get out the ring and catch Callahan slipping before throwing her back into the ring. Though, All Callahan did was slide right back out before running towards Envy and connected with a massive Phoenix Rising - Busaiku Knee Knick - which laid the Manager out on the ground to the amusement of Banks. Watching this, Cartier went to go and help the manager but Banks held her back telling her to stay in the ring as he began to count, this time, his count was really slow

Brian Mason: You have to be kidding me!

Alexa Corra: Leave him alone! Brandon's not good at math!

Picking Envy up, Kayla sits her head on the side of the turnbuckle and to the dislike of the HKW Nation, drives her boot right into the side of the head of Envy. Cartier now arguing with Banks, trying to figure out why in the world would he even allow that to happen, she began to poke his chest and at one point grab him by his shirt collar. Callahan, like a snake, slithered back into the ring and grabbed Cartier and turned her around. Ready to connect with a strong kick to her gut, Cartier moved out the way and went for the ropes. Coming off of them, she went for her patented running high knee, but Callahan ducked under it and connected with a cheap Superkick to her jaw. Dropping to her knees, she goes for the pin and Banks pins rather quickly

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Three...!!!!

Sadee Sanderson McLean: ANNNNDDDD here's your winner, AND still HKW Cyber Champion - Kayla Callahan

Alexa Corra: Beautifully wrestled match by Kayla Callahan! Marvelous!

Maddison Harthorne: Did you watch the same match I did? It was like Banks and Callahan had it planned all along!

Brian Mason: Unbelievable.

Banks and Callahan look at the carange around the ring and shrug their shoulders. Kayla fixes Banks ref shirt for him as the two exit the ring, Kayla holding the Cyber championship high and Banks fading away, giving Kayla her moment.

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The scene fades up to Onyx entering a locker room, and inside was no other than the Silencer, Joey Perello. While she was signing a contract he was getting prepared for his match against Tanner Sands and Hunter Werth for the No Limits title. When she looked at him, she couldn’t help but smile. She knew well enough that if the title was on the line against Annie at Blind Fury instead of a contract, he would have had the title around his waist already.

Onyx: I know what you did you know? At Blind Fury.

Perello finishes lacing his boot, tying the knot as tightly as he possibly could. He stands up and grabs his RIP cut off the hanger inside his locker room, and looks at Onyx with a confused gleam in his eyes.

Joey Perello: Oh, do ya?

He chuckled, grabbing the black tape that he wraps around his hand and wrist.

Joey Perello: So… What is it that I did, Onyx? Other than lose the match and raise Annie’s hand in victory.

Her smile grew as she walked up to him, placing her hand’s on either side of his face so she could look him in the eye. By now he should already know that she could tell he was lying.

Onyx: I am very proud of you, for what you did. Not everyone would have been able to do it because of their ego’s or because of their pride. Sometimes there are more important things than winning, and you proved that you were the bigger person out there. Rather you want to admit it or not.

Perello chuckles, pulling his face away from Onyx to finish tapping up his hands. Once he was through, he slung the RIP cut over his shoulder and breathed out a relaxing breath.

Joey Perello: So… Ya ready to win this No Limits Championship?

Onyx: I’m ready to watch you win it if that’s what you mean. I’m just going to, you know… Stand at ring side and look pretty.

Onyx looked at Joey, with a big cheesy grin and batting her eyelashes at him in a jokingly manner before laughing a bit.

Onyx: I’ve been told I’m pretty decent at that. Are you ready? Now that’s the real question.

Perello flaps his lips, reaches out and grabs Onyx’s hand.

Joey Perello: One day you’ll know that that’s a question you never have to ask. I’m always ready. And if I win, we win. It’s that simple.

Perello glances at the RIP cut on his shoulder before glancing back at Onyx.

Joey Perello: Do you think that I may actually want this championship if I win it? Because right now, the only thing crossing my mind is beating some intelligence into Tanner Sands and somehow ripping Hunter Werth’s limbs until he’s the height of a normal man.

Giving him a couple taps on his shoulder as she walked past him, she opened the door, leaning her back against it, to hold it open for him.

Onyx: Guess we won’t find that out until you win it.

Perello glances at Onyx and nods before exiting the locker room door, Onyx shutting it behind them as the scene transitions to ringside.

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"Secret Weapon" by MxPX begins playing over the loudspeaker.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: This is a HKW Triple Threat Match scheduled for one fall, for the No Limit Championship. Introducing first, from Phoenix, Arizona. Weighing in at 180 lbs. Hunterrr Weeerth!

Hunter Werth makes his way out from behind the curtain doing a little strut as he comes out. He stops for a second putting his hand to his ear, waiting for the cheers of the crowd. He then starts walking down the ramp slapping hands with the fans beside the ring that offer them.

You are your own secret weapon.
It's all up to you, to come out swingin'.
It's all up to you!


Hunter walks up the ring steps and swings around to the opposite side of the post. He grabs the top rope and propels himself over the top rope.

Brian Mason: Mark my words, Hunter Werth WILL be a champion in HKW by summer time.

Alexa Corra: It’s already spring. He’s got, uh… Few weeks? You saying he’s winning tonight? You giving out SPOILERS, MASE?!

Brian Mason: Just a hunch.

When he lands in the middle of the ring, he hops up again using the ring to propel himself up a big doing a 360. He then cracks his neck and goes to his corner waiting for his opponents as As "Blackout" by Breathe Carolina begins to play.

Alexa Corra: Hate this goofball.

Tanner Sands makes his way out from backstage and stands at the top of the ramp, looking out at the audience with the biggest smirk on his face as the people begin to boo him.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Introducing, from the great state of Ohio, weighing in at 223 pounds, TANNER SANDS!

Sands slowly struts his way down the ramp, ignoring anything the fans are saying to him by either scoffing or giving them the hand. He slides underneath the bottom rope and walks over to his corner and climbs to the middle turnbuckle, where he begins to fist pump like there is no tomorrow. After about 10 seconds of this, Tanner jumps off of the corner and looks over at Hunter giving him a few words as Hunter just laughs it off.

LET GO!

The lights in the arena go completely out as "This time it's different" by Evan's Blue hits the PA System. As the bass kicks in the stobelights in the arena begin to flicker just a bit as the crowd looks around within the audience to find where Joey Perello and Onyx will be making their entrance from.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Introducing... Representing the Reapers in Pride... and being accompanied by Onyx... JOEYYY PERELLOOOOO!!!!

I'm burning it. I'm filling up, see!
Forever plagued with this fire inside me.


The camera then pans towards the crowd as Joey Perello is seen making his way through the audience with Onyx not far behind with a hand on his shoulder. His cold blue eyes are locked on the ring, until he starts scanning the crowd.

Brian Mason: Now... do you guys think this is fair?

Alexa Corra:: What do you mean by fair?

Brian Mason: Both Tanner and Hunter already competed tonight. Don’t you think that gives the edge to Joey who is coming out here fresh as a daisy? I mean come on.

Alexa Corra: This is wrestling. You are suppose to be ready when ever because you never know what is going to happen. I think the advantage goes to Tanner and Hunter. Their adrenaline is up, especially Tanner’s who is coming from a win, and I am sure Hunter has some aggression to get out after what happened in his match. That, and Perello’s been working HKW and PDW pay per views. He has to be hurting from that stretcher match and his match with Annie.

Destroy. My pain. Then capture life again.
Destroy. My shame. Can't live my life this way.
LET GO!


Perello hops over the barricade and glances at the ring, staring a hole through the referee before turning his head and he extends a hand to Onyx, helping her over the barricade before he slides into the ring and gets to his feet. He walks to the center of the ring and raises one of his arms in the air with his fist clenched, taking a look at Tanner and Hunter respectively as Onyx makes her self at home on the outside.


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The referee calls for the bell to be rung thrice, signaling the beginning of the match.

DING! DING! DING!

Following the sonance of the bell being heard throughout the arena, the three men look around at one another. Being as though this is a triple threat match, it's always risky going for the first move. However, that step is taken by Joey as he shoots after Hunter, drilling him with a kick to the mid-section before piling on punch after punch. Tanner is soon to join the fray, helping Perello go after Hunter with some shots of his own. They beat down the well-liked superstar with punches, kicks and, really, any strikes they can think to use early on in the contest. With the audience booing heavily, Hunter is slowly pushed backwards into the corner of the ring. With Joey directing traffic, he and Tanner grab a hold of Perello's wrists before pulling him into an Irish Whip, pushing him in the direction of the opposing corner of the ring. The two men follow as Werth is sent rushing towards the turnbuckles, but he proves his athleticism and speed as he leaps into the air, landing on the very top turnbuckle, before jumping back, rotating his body into a Cross Body that crashes into both opponents! With the audience now cheering, the excited Hunter leaps back to his feet and bounces about the ring, feeling the momentum pulsing throughout his body after the big Cross Body that took both of his opponents out.

Brian Mason: Joey and Tanner went after Hunter pretty quickly in the early going, but he just showcased some very impressive athleticism with that leap onto the top turnbuckle and the Cross Body that followed.

Alexa Corra: This is for the No Limits Championship. He needs to pull that kinda shit out of his ass if he expects to win.

Once Hunter calms himself down, he turns his attention to Joey, but Perello quickly slides out of the ring, garnering jeers from the audience for doing so. Hunter sticks his arms out to his sides as if to ask what the deal is, but this distracts him long enough for Tanner to get back to his feet. Werth turns around just in time to be lifted off of his feet and planted back-first onto the canvas from a ring-shaking Spinebuster by Sands! Tanner grins, after taking Hunter down, as Joey slides back into the ring and the two much-disliked superstars go back to their double teaming on Hunter as they rain down stomps on the unfortunate superstar. With the audience booing heavily at the antics of Joey and Tanner, they show how little they care what the fans think by continuing to stomp Hunter. After a short while of laying into the smallest man in the match, Joey continues to direct traffic, telling Tanner what to do next. Sands pulls their adversary back to his feet, only to Scoop Slam him onto his back for good measure, before heading to the nearest turnbuckle of the ring. He begins ascending to the very top, as Joey kneels down, grabbing a hold of Hunter's wrists in an attempt to keep him where he is on the canvas whilst Tanner makes it to the top of the turnbuckles. Once he's there, he grins down at Hunter before calling for his finishing maneuver, the Frog Splash! Tanner leaps off of the top turnbuckle, looking to land the move, but all he manages to do is crash into the canvas as Joey quickly pulls Hunter out of the way, revealing that he just set Tanner up to fail! Tanner clutches at his chest in pain, after hitting the canvas hard, only for Joey to drill him in the side of the head with a vicious knee strike, causing him to go fumbling out of the ring.

Brian Mason: Joey proving he can't be trusted right now, as he just set Tanner up to fail.

Alexa Corra: Absolutely brilliant. Why beat down your opponents when you can have them beat themselves down? Very smart move by Joey.

With Tanner out of the ring for the time being, Joey can now put his full focus on Hunter. He pulls the short man up to his feet before applying a ¾ Facelock, setting up for his finishing maneuver, the No Escape; a Cutter into a Dragon Sleeper! The audience begins to panic as this could very well be the end for Hunter, but it appears there may be hope yet as Werth blocks the attempt at the move, refusing to budge. He then surprises Perello by lifting him off of the canvas and driving him spine-first into the canvas with a Back Suplex! The audience cheers for the reversal, as Hunter leisurely begins to get back to a perpendicular base. Upon standing, he looks down at Joey and pulls him back to his feet as well before sending him rushing towards the corner of the ring with an Irish Whip. Joey turns at the last moment, to cushion the impact by crashing back-first into the turnbuckle instead of chest-first, but he's soon nailed with a running Clothesline from Hunter! The impact of the maneuver causes Joey to stumble forward, dropping front-first onto the canvas before rolling onto his back. Hunter looks at the positioning of Joey and then out at the crowd, before pointing up and signaling for his own aerial finisher, the Shooting Star Press dubbed the Phoenix Rising! The crowd pops as Hunter ascends the turnbuckle. Upon reaching the very top, he looks down to make sure Joey is still in position, so he can correctly land the move. Suddenly, however, he finds his leg being tugged on. Hunter looks down and sees Tanner grabbing a hold of his ankle. Werth shakes his leg, however, managing to kick Tanner in the face and causing him to drop off of the apron. This distraction was enough for Joey to get back to his feet, though, and he quickly runs up the turnbuckle, drilling Hunter with an absolutely brutal and stiff as hell European Uppercut that knocks him off of the turnbuckle, causing him to drop onto the apron and then to the outside of the ring. Most fans boo heavily for the cheap shot, but some cheer for the absolute brutality of the move.

Brian Mason: Wow, that was one of the most vicious European Uppercuts I think I've ever seen!

Alexa Corra: Brutal, just brutal.

Brian Mason: Well, Joey can thank Tanner for the distraction right there. Of course, I doubt he distracted Hunter to help Joey after what Joey did to him. He much more likely did it to prevent Hunter from winning the match and the No Limits Championship right there.

Perello steps down off of the turnbuckle and exits the ring, immediately targeting Hunter. He lifts Werth back to his feet before latching onto his wrist and Irish Whipping him, with as much force as possible, into the steel steps. Hunter drops to his knees, crashing shoulder-first into the steps, as flesh meets steel. Joey turns his focus to Tanner now, whom is steadily getting back to his feet. He grabs the foul mouthed man by the head, only for Sands to drill him in the stomach with a punch. He follows this up with a couple more shots to the mid-section, causing Joey to stumble backwards a bit and allowing Tanner to reach his feet. Tanner lands a punch to the face, but Joey replies with a European Uppercut. The two exchange shots, a punch for a European Uppercut, over and over. Eventually, it's Sands whom gains he upper hand, managing to land unanswered shot after shot, before attempting an Irish Whip, but Joey reverses into his own Irish Whip that sends Tanner flying towards the steel steps. Showcasing his agility, Sands manages to jump over the steps and land on the other side of them, with an arrogant grin on his face as he thinks he just out-maneuvered his opponent. He finds out soon that he was sadly mistaken as he turns around only to be drilled with a leaping Clothesline from Joey, whom jumps off of the steel steps to gain height! Joey lands on his feet, following the jumping Clothesline, and he looks down at Tanner with a snarl.

Alexa Corra: Joey is beasting in this match. They just can't take him down.

Brian Mason: He's certainly putting on an impressive effort, but you have to remember that Tanner and Hunter both had matches earlier in the night. That has to be affecting their performances.

Joey picks Tanner up and slides him into the ring before rolling in after him and going for the first pin attempt of the match. One! Two! Kickout just after a count of two! Not fretting from the kickout, Joey instead immediately goes back to work on Tanner as he pulls him back to his feet before kicking him in the gut and placing his head between his legs, applying a Double Underhook as he does so. It appears he's setting up for his signature move, Your Tragic Ending, otherwise known as the Pedigree. Before he can do the maneuver, however, Hunter makes his presence known again as he leaps into the air, from the apron, and springboards off of the top rope, drilling Joey in the face with a flying Forearm Smash! The audience bursts into cheers as Hunter lands on his feet and stomps down on Joey a bunch of times, feeling the momentum pulsing through his body. Whilst he stomps on Perello, he notices Tanner getting back to his feet out of the corner of his eye. Tanner rushes at Hunter, only for Werth to side-step him and toss him over the top rope. Sands manages to land on the ring apron, only to receive a painful Enzuigiri to the side of the head that drops him to the outside! Turning his attention back to Joey, Hunter lets out a loud scream before grabbing Perello by his legs, flipping him onto his back and applying his Texas Cloverleaf finisher, the Werthless! The audience continues to cheer heavily as Joey could tap at any moment!

Brian Mason: The Werthless is applied! This could be it! We can have our new Champion right now!

MMaddie Harthrone: Joey's in the center of the ring! Can he make it to the ropes?

Joey is in the center of the ring as the hold is applied by Hunter. There's no easy escape to a hold like this, so his main hope is to get to the bottom rope and force a break. However, being in the center of the ring makes even that a hard task to accomplish. It's one thing to get to the ropes whilst an opponent is holding you down. It's an entirely other thing to get to the ropes when your opponent is causing a tremendous amount of pain to you and holding you down. Nevertheless, Joey is determined to make it to the bottom rope and force the break, which just proves how important winning the No Limits Championship is to him. Slowly he begins pulling not only his weight, but the weight of his opponent as well towards the ropes. With every inch he gets closer, the pain in his lower back builds up to tremendous levels. He has to stop and take breaks every so often as the pain is just too much to deal with. Finally, however, he manages to make it to the bottom rope. Well, he gets close, only a fingertip away, before Hunter pulls him back to the center of the ring! As fans continue to cheer, some even chanting "tap, tap, tap", Joey is feeling incredible pain. He raises his hand in the air, as if about to tap out, but you can tell he's fighting it. His hand shakes as he tries his best to keep himself from giving in. Suddenly, when it looks like Joey was ready to finally let go and give up, Tanner slides back into the ring, drilling Hunter in the back of the head with a running punch! This immediately causes him to break the hold and drop to the canvas, as Joey rolls away from the two and takes a much-needed rest. The fans boo as Werth was seconds away from winning the Championship.

Alexa Corra: Tanner with the save. Big props to Joey for holding on that long, however.

Brian Mason: One thing you can say about Joey is that he can take some pain. That is a very painful hold and to last in it for so long is an accomplishment in itself. However, the damage may have been done.

Tanner stomps down on the man who nearly won the match, multiple times, trying to soften him up as much as he can before going for a bigger move. Once he feels he's done enough damage with the stomps, he pulls Hunter back to his feet, but the resilient wrestler suddenly drills him with a kick to the stomach before applying a Front Facelock and driving Sands head-first into the canvas with a DDT! The fans cheer once more as Hunter gets back to his feet, calling for the end of the match again. However, he's attacked from behind once more, but this time it isn't from Joey Perello or Tanner Sands. This time it's from a man hiding behind a mask! The fans look on in confusion as the masked man who attacked Eddie Ramirez before attacks Hunter from behind. He quickly tosses Werth out of the ring and follows behind him. Hunter tries to fight back, but it's to no avail as the masked man drills him with shots all over his before, before Irish Whipping him into the steel steps, much-like Joey did to him earlier. This time, however, Hunter rams knee-first into the steps, flipping over them. The masked man pulls Hunter up and slams his head on the top of the steps, before leaning it there and heading over to the security barricade. He climbs on top of it, staring down at Hunter, before leaping off and stomping on side of Hunter's head, crushing it between his boot and the steps! As some fans cringe at the sight of this, the masked man hops over the barricade and makes his way out of the arena going through the crowd.

Maddie Hartrone: What the? That's the same masked man that attacked Eddie! What the hell?

Brian Mason: I'm as confused as you are, Maddie.

Tanner, having gotten back to his feet during all the craziness, looks on in confusion as to what just happened. Suddenly, Joey comes from behind, spinning Tanner around, kicking him in the gut, applying a Double Underhook and crashing him face-first into the canvas with Your Tragic Ending! Following the maneuver, Joey is quick to continue his offense as he places his foot on the back of Tanner's right knee, pulling him back with his hands and applying the Haas of Pain known as the Forbidden Vice! Tanner lets out some screams of pain as Joey's finishing maneuver immediately hurts tremendously. Being quite a ways away from the ropes, Tanner can't exactly crawl towards them due to the positioning he's in from this move. He also can't find an easy way to counter it. He doesn't want to tap out, but it seems like that is his only option. The audience lets out a mixed reaction for the submission, as they don't want to see Joey win the match, but they'd love to watch the smug Tanner Sands tap out. Tanner raises his hand into the air, trying to fight off the urge to tap out. Realizing his only hope of getting out of the move is Hunter coming to his rescue, and knowing that won't happen any time soon, Tanner decides it's better to live to fight another day than to receive a broken leg. He taps out, giving the victory to this match to Joey!

DING! DING! DING!

Alexa Corra: Tanner taps! Joey Perello is the No Limits Champion!

After hearing the sound of the bell ringing, realizing he had won the match, Joey releases the hold. Onyx immediately heads over to the commentary table, where she grabs the No Limits Championship and enters the ring with it. RIP members Lance Winters, Leifi Maivia, Chopz, Zakk Lewis and Luke Wisia all head down the entrance ramp and enter the ring to celebrate the victory with Joey.

Sadie Sanderson McLean: Here is your winner, by submission, and the NEW HKW No Limits Champion, Joey Perello!

The members of RIP celebrate in the ring, as Joey breathes heavily, feeling the effects of that match.

David Wright: Well, Joey wins, but you have to hand a heavy assist to that masked man.

Alexa Corra: Did that masked man make Tanner tap out? No. Stop trying to ruin Joey's victory.

Onyx hands Joey his new Championship, which he proceeds to hold into the air, as the audience boos profoundly. The segment fades out.


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The night was coming to a close, and Brandon Banks was ready to fly his ass back home. As he massaged the sides of his temple counter and clockwise, he stood up from his chair and tosses the stress ball in his hand across the office.

Brandon Banks: That damn ball startna lose it’s umph. I’ma need to invest in new ones.

As he walks away from his desk, Banks bends over and grabs his Adidas bookbag off the floor and drapes it around his shoulders. He checks the time on his iPhone, waiting for his sister so they could leave Ontario.

Brandon Banks: Swear to god, this girl stays socializing around these damn hallways. Really don’t understand how someone could like people so much.

He sighs as he tosses the backpack onto the floor, sitting back down in his chair and covering his eyes with his hands. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Brandon Banks: Don’t people know just to walk in? Damn.

Banks goes to get up, but sits right back down.

Brandon Banks: Fuck that gettin’ up shit. COOOOME IN!

After a moment, the door of the office opened and Kaysie Sherell walked in. She had a big smile on her face, and her hands on her hips. She looked around the place for a moment, almost as if she was in a museum. She had never actually visited the office, so looking around was almost natural. Taking her hands from her hips,she crosses them over her chest before she looked over at Brandon.

Kaysie Sherell: Hey, I’m sorry if I’m disturbing you. I just wanted to say thank you for giving me this opportunity. Words cannot describe how thankful I am for you actually thinking I had a shot in hell around here.

Banks chuckles, remembering hearing those same exact words for Kaysie.

Brandon Banks: Iyiyiyi, Kase. You already thanked me!

He smirks, twirling around on his spinny chair.

Brandon Banks: You don’t gotta thank me, for real. I’m glad you actually found your niche and you’re actually enjoying yourself. If you ever need a training buddy let me know.

Banks pauses, thinking back to something.

Brandon Banks: Beds won’t be involved in this training session though.

Kaysie couldn’t help but to let out a soft momentary laugh. She moved her hands from her chest and put them down to her sides before a small smirk overtook her face.

Kaysie Sherell: I’m not gonna lie, that was pretty damn funny. You can technically train in a bed, I think anyway. I’d seriously love to train with you one day, you are one of the best around today.

She placed her hands back on her hips before she let out another small chuckle.

Kaysie Sherell: Just as long as you don’t bankshot me.

Brandon rolls his eyes, standing up from his seat and bending over to grab his Adidas bookbag.

Brandon Banks: Well, you know where to find me. Shit, I’m pretty sure you even know where I live.

As Banks pulls himself back up, he finally takes a glance at Kaysie, his eyes widening at first look.

Brandon Banks: Damn. You’re sexy as hell. Why ain’t any of these young’n’s around here wife ya up yet? Shiiit, if it were me.

Banks shakes his head, the voices in his head telling him to remain professional.

Brandon Banks: Well, yeah. Shit. Lost my train of thought right there.

Kaysie couldn’t help but to smile. She felt flattered by what Brandon had said. She went ahead and placed her hands back on her hips.

Kaysie Sherell: You know it’s fine Banks, I really don’t like guys my age. They are just too emotionally immature to have a conversation with, much less be wifed up with.

She took a moment to look down at the floor before looking back up at Brandon.

Kaysie Sherell: And you’re not too bad looking yourself bruh.

Banks pops his collar and acts all nonchalant.

Brandon Banks: Yeah, uhhhhh. I do what I can, ya know.

Banks laughs as he walks closer toward Kaysie, standing just a few inches behind her.

Brandon Banks: So is that it? You just wanted to thank me?

She took a deep breath before she turned around to face Brandon. She put a smile on her face before she looked up at him.

Kaysie Sherell: Yeah, all I wanted to do was thank you… for the like eight-hundredth time. You’re a good guy, I just thought you’d like to know that… I mean, you know sometimes it’s good to get a little thanks.

Banks shakes his head from side, clearly not believing Kaysie.

Brandon Banks: Nah, nah, nah. There was something else on your mind, but for whatever reason… You don’t wanna tell me.

He shrugs his shoulders before taking a few steps towards his office door.

Brandon Banks: Few seconds left before I walk out this door. Better tell me while you can, or else.. You may never see me again.

She took a moment to scratch her head. After a moment, she then looked over at Brandon. She walked over towards the door and placed her right hand on Brandon’s right shoulder.

Kaysie Sherell: I’ve been told I think too much about what’s on my mind, but not everything is easy to say.

She moved her hand down his arm slightly before quickly retracting it back to her side.

Kaysie Sherell: And I don’t believe I’ll never see you again, fate works in better ways than that shit. Besides, people like you just don’t disappear without a trace.

Brandon Banks: You don’t think so?

Banks chuckles. If only Kaysie knew about the life Brandon lead. He turns back around and lets his backpack slide down his shoulder as he flails his arms out to the side.

Brandon Banks: So, hypothetically, speaking… Say this were the last time you’d ever see me. What would you do or say?

He brings his arms back to his sides and smirks.

Brandon Banks: Ya better make it worth it. Who knows, I might walk out here and get hit by a bus.

Kaysie lets out a laugh. She knew what was said wasn’t funny, but she couldn’t help but to laugh.

Kaysie Sherell: What would I do? Hmm, I really don’t know if I should say what I’d do… but I can say…

She smiles before putting her hands back down to her hips.

Kaysie Sherell: It would probably be something we’d both enjoy.

Banks raises a brow. It was almost like deja vu for him, only this time around…

Brandon Banks: The hell you doin’ in here camera crew!

Banks walks over to the men holding cameras and escorts them out of his office, slamming the door shut.

Cameraman 1: AH, MAN! THIS IS HBO! WE SHOULD GET TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS!

Cameraman 2: What do you think is going to happen, Chuck?

Directly after those words, Banks opens the door just a bit and wraps a “Do Not Disturb” sign on the knob and winks at the cameras direction. He slams the door shut.

Cameraman 1: Oh… Lucky bastard.

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