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Reading, Pennsylvania ; Santander Arena![]() [soundcloud]https://soundcloud.com/ryanhayes-7/defiance[/soundcloud] A video package is aired, showcasing the World Championship win of one Felicity Banks. She is seen grasping the title tight to her chest while the rest of the locker room looks on in dismay. Cameras transition to the Defiance 16 post show where none of the roster wanted to talk, all heading in their own ways. Felicity is shown celebrating in her locker room with Onyx, before the scene transitions to iGNITE where Felicity challenged Xavier Asher Daniels to a match tonight with Xavier's HKW contract on the line, and a shot at Felicity's title if he manages to win. The scene fades in the eyes of Felicity's devious glare. 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 We focus on the rivalry formed between HKW newcomers Drew Thornton and Brian Gun. Emilio Vialpando is shown giving words of advice to Thornton, while Zakk Lewis is shown in a padded room laughing maniacally. A staredown between Joey Perello and Emilio Vialpando enters the picture as Perello smirks at him and walks away. Meanwhile, Jesse Lewis is shown stalking Zakk's every move, watching him as he heads down the ramp way. Come on stand up Put your hands up Live in defiance The World Tag Team Championship feud is showcased, showing members of the Super Saiyans and FutureShock all get reaped through the announce table. Chopz and Leifi are shown standing with grins on their face. The scene switches to the Saiyans and FutureShock turning the tables on the Reapers Hellhounds, sending the what seemed to indestructible duo packing on a number of occasions. The video package ends with Colton Sterling and Chopz going face to face, hyping up their upcoming No Disqualifications match. Come on stand up Put your hands up Live in defiance The bad blood between Luke Wisia, Lance Winters and Kai is showcased with Winters constantly badgering Kai about Ava. The image of Kai breaking Luke's nose hits the screen and transitions to Lance telling Luke Kai will pay tonight at Defiance. Kai is shown talking to a mysterious read headed figure before the camera transitions to the brawl that took place at the end of iGNITE last Saturday. A visual is shown of Onyx Payne, Cyncica, Eddie Ramirez, Christian Carpentier, Salem Cartier, Aries Armadaist, Ina Ina, Luke Wisia, Viktor Volkov and Tanner Sands is focused before the lyrics pop back onto the screen. 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 A barrage of images flash before the screen including Colton Sterling, Onyx Payne, Neon Dragons, Lance Winters, Leifi Maivia, Luke Wisia, Chopz, Joey Perello, Brad Kane, Salem Cartier, Tanner Sands, Xavier Asher Daniels, Eddie Ramirez, Emilio Vialpando, Ina Ina, Kai and finally, World Champion Felicity Banks as the camera cuts to the area! ![]() ![]() A large blast of pyrotechnics hits the rafters of the Santander Arena as the ruckus Reading crowd bring us into a live edition of Defiance! The camera immediately pans to ringside where we see our colleges, Brian Mason, Alexa Corra, and Randy the Pilot. BRIAN MASON: Welcome to another jam packed edition of Defiance, episode 17! With me is-- ALEXA CORRA: They could read the names at the bottom of the screen, Mase. But just in case we have some blind viewers at home, I'm the brains of this commentary team, Alexa Corra! And the future CCP World Heavyweight Champion! RANDY THE PILOT: You always gon' plug that damn company, Alexa? Damn, yo. BRIAN MASON: Anyway, we have a jam packed show for you tonight ladies and gentlemen. After last Defiance's Rumble To Destiny we now have a NEW World Champion in the Queen B, Felicity Banks! ALEXA CORRA: My girl! RANDY THE PILOT: Aye, but at iGNITE Xavier Asher Daniels made a challenge to the Queen B, and tonight... We got a big one boy! BRIAN MASON: Indeed we do. XAD's contract is on the line, but if XAD manages to pull out a win... He gets a HKW World Championship match at the next Defiance! ALEXA CORRA: Won't happen. Guys pretty much a cripple. RANDY THE PILOT: Lets not forget that big ten person tag, bruh! And if iGNITE was any indication, we in for a brawl tonight. Ten upstarts in this company trying to reach the top of the ladder. It's respectable. BRIAN MASON: Also, the debut of Neon, but she has a tough task ahead of her in the number one contender for the HKW World Championship, Brad Kane. RANDY THE PILOT: Brad is gonna kill you! Brad is gonna kill you! ALEXA CORRA: Shut up, Randy! ![]() We cut backstage to see Kanna Haroshi making her way down the hallway, clad in jean shorts and a t-shirt with that Mercy, her barbed wire baseball bat always in her hand. The young wrestler made her way steadily down the hallway, eyes glancing about as she kept a lookout for anyone...just in case. Approaching the catering table she stopped, putting down the bat and grabbing a couple small snacks on a paper plate, for the moment she was oblivious. Suddenly, without warning, a pair of arms wrapped around her from behind and spun her around, catching off guard. A very familiar laugh reached her ears as she was finally placed back down on the ground, and a mop of long black hair came into view as a head rested on her shoulder. JINZAI: Ready for tonight, Hime? Though she could not see his face fully, she could hear the excitement clear as day in his voice as he held her close to him. KANNA: ....you are beyond lucky I was not holding Mercy, Jinzai-kun... The young woman huffed, half frustrated and half flustered as she blushed. Looking up at her boyfriend though, that harsh look softened almost instantly. KANNA: I am exceptionally excited. The opportunity to get my hands on Kaysie again, barbie girl who thinks she’s the best in the world but is too afraid to fight for real...not to mention teaming with YOU. How are you feeling, love of mine? Jinzai gave a large, bright grin as he looked down at his girlfriend, the excitement pouring off of him in waves as he wraps an arm around her shoulder. JINZAI: I’m feeling GREAT! First we got to team up in The Battle Royal, and now this? We’re teaming up, Kanna-Hime! We get to go out there and actually wrestle a match as a duo. I-I’m just so stoked! By the time he was finished speaking, he seemed to literally be bouncing as he looked down at her. It was clear he had been looking forward to this for quite some time. KANNA: I’m very excited as well. But...about the battle royale, I’m sorry Jinza-kun. I wanted to secure your place in there and well...” The young Japanese born hardcore wrestler sighed, hanging her head. Jin frowned at seeing her like this, before turning towards her and gently placing his hands on her cheeks. JINZAI: Kanna-Hime, that was nowhere near your fault. If anything, it was mine… I was the reason you got eliminated and everything… Trying to change the subject, he gave her a small smile. JINZAI: ...And now tonight, I get to make up for that by being the best partner I can be for you. Kanna tried so hard, so damn hard not to smile. But Jinzai’s energy and positivity was infectious at times. She smirked and gave his gut a little tap with her hand. KANNA: And I will be the best I can for you. And Mercy, she will help too if possible. A few good swings will change their tune, think she’s so pretty after she’s missing half her face.... The young woman stares off with a scowl, grumbling to herself.Jinzai laughed at hearing this, before planting a small kiss on her cheek. JINZAI: Nowhere near as hot as you, My Hime… He paused, a small blush forming on his cheek as his normal excitement is replaced by a rare look of nervousness. JINZAIi: I, uh… I kind of… I mean I… dammit. Jin sighs, before speaking again. Kanna just looking up at him with a raised brow. JINZAI: I… got you something. The young woman gave him a funny look, relationships were still rather...new to her. A woman focused on fighting and protecting herself she didn’t exactly have the time to think about boys. Not until Jinzai. KANNA: You...got me something? He nods shyly, looking away as he reached into the pocket of his hooded vest, before pulling out a long box and placing it into her hands. Jin’s blush intensified as he continued to look away. He was still so young and new to love, so these romantic actions were always something he put a lot of thought into, with him always being nervous about her reaction. JINZAI: Yeah, so… um, I got you this…. Kanna looked to him, then the box and back to Jinzai. She held it and didn’t open it, her cheeks now matching his. KANNA: Jinzai-kun it’s....may I open it? Jinzai wordlessly nodded, not trusting himself to speak at the moment as he turned away from her. He visibly flinched as he heard her gasp behind him, figuring that she hated the gift. But before he could turn around her arms wrapped around him from behind with a tight squeeze one would almost suspect an incoming german suplex. But no such aggression came, she was hugging him and holding him tight as the gift was held in her hands. KANNA: Oh Jinzai-kun.... He yelped slightly in surprise, before turning around to look down at her, a little surprised and hopeful as he wrapped both of his arms around her. JINZAI: You… you liked it? She kissed him, holding it a bit longer than normal as her arms eased back around to show the locket in her hand. Kanna’s fingers traced over it as she grinned. KANNA: I love it, I’ll treasure it forever I promise Jinzai-kun. He smiles brightly, before leaning down and stealing a soft kiss, holding her close to him. After several moments, he breaks the kiss, looking down into her eyes lovingly. JINZAI: All I ask, Kanna-Hime. Kanna blushed a bit more lost in the moment. KANNA: You will get that and more. I will be yours forever, both here and in the ring. Together. With that, Jinzai takes her free hand into his own and gives it a gentle squeeze, before the two walk off as the camera shifts. ![]() Onyx is shown standing against a wall, her arms folded across her chest as she looks over to her left for a brief moment, before looking back in front of her as the camera begins to pan out to reveal Luke Wisia standing on her left as Joey Perello was standing in front of her. It was a bit of an awkward situation that they found themselves in tonight. Luke is a fellow member of R.I.P alongside Joey as Onyx is Joey’s girlfriend. The situation would have been better if Luke and Onyx were standing in the same corner in the tag team match they both were participating in tonight, but instead they would be standing at opposite corners. Lifting her hand, Onyx rubbed her forehead as she thought over the matter. ONYX: I’m not sure what we are suppose to do here. Are we suppose to avoid each other? Or can we go out there and do what we are hired to do and leave all personal things aside? Looking over at Joey for an answer, she glanced over at Luke for a second before returning her focus on Perello. When she started wrestling, Onyx never thought there would be a chance she would ever go against an R.I.P member but now that she is, she almost had to wonder if somewhere down the road she would have to face Joey. Onyx was quickly learning that in wrestling, anything was possible. JOEY PERELLO: Listen to me, Luke. Between those bells… It’s business. But if anything, anything at all before are after the bell rings… You know where your loyalties lie, correct? Wisia glances at Onyx and back over at Perello. LUKE WISIA: Yeah, VP. I got you. Ya know me, bossman. I wouldn’t hurt Onyx. It’d be like me and you in a match, ya know? Rough her up in the ring? Sure. But other than, that… She’s rodzina. Perello turns over to look at Onyx, wondering what she was thinking as she looked back up at him with a hint of weariness about her before simply nodding her head and looking over at Luke inquisitively. ONYX: What’s… a Rodzina? LUKE WISIA: Family… Rodzina is family in Polish. All you guys are my fam. Y’all took me in when I needed some guidance. Brandon and them took me in after not even knowing I existed. Not all family is blood, man. Not all of it. Perello narrows a brow, his No Limits Championship hanging around his neck. JOEY PERELLO: … When did the Reapers become Family Matters, Wisia? Perello swiftly, but gently smacks Luke in the back of the head, something a brother would do to a young sibling. JOEY PERELLO: Listen, Luke… Trust me when I say that my eyes will be watching that match. And if this things go haywire… Perello turns his head to look at Onyx, but back to Luke. JOEY PERELLO: And you lay a hand on her… Kai will be the least of your worries. Onyx looks at Luke sternly for a moment before she smirks. ONYX: Do the same rules apply to me as well, Joey? Looking at Perello, she sort of smiles wondering if he would play into her trying to mess with Luke. She would bide by the same rules that were placed upon him. Nothing before or after the bell has sounded, but in between? Business. ONYX: Or do I get free range? Luke is unable to even make eye contact with the duo, keeping his gaze lowered to the ground, shaking his hand in front of himself. LUKE WISIA: Man, why y’all gotta fuck with me right now. You realize Kai broke my nose?! Luke finally raises his head, showing his crooked nose to Onyx and Perello. LUKE WISIA: To me, this match is just more time to waste. More time to waste until Destiny when I can finally get rid Kai and take THAT! Luke points at Perello’s No Limits Championship sternly. LUKE WISIA: It’s all in the family, Joseph… Rodzina. That title will be in the family before you know it… But first, tonight. Perello gives Onyx a look like “What the fuck?” but turns his attention back to Luke who looks to be shivering. LUKE WISIA: I’ve done things… Things that are ALL KAI’S FAULT! And I’m gonna do it to them. In all due respect *he says trembling* Onyx, this match means a lot to you… But I’m going to hurt someone… Our team, or theirs. Not you, but somebody. Onyx face turns to one of concern as she looks at Luke and then at Joey before taking a step behind him. ONYX: Are you… feeling alright, Luke? Because what I said? I was merely joking with you. I would respect the same rules that were bestowed upon you. You have my word. LUKE WISIA: Just know… He stands up from his seat and makes his way toward the exit. LUKE WISIA: I’m breaking someone's nose tonight… And Onyx, Joey… You have my word. Trust me when I say there will be no foul play if we see each other inside the ring. Let the better m--- He pauses. LUKE WISIA: Let the better wrestler win. Luke opens the locker room door and exits, leaving Perello puzzled as to what just happened. Perello glances down at Onyx who also seems baffled. A few seconds go by before the couple share a laugh and get back to their business. ![]() The Italian stallion, Dino Gatti was making his way through the backstage area. He oozed Cockiness as he was dressed from head to toe in designer clothing, clothes that his peers could only dream of affording. As the third generation Wrestler made his way to his locker room, he was distracted by a mirror hanging on the wall, So he done what came natural to him. He stopped and admired himself. DINO GATTI: You’re just Perfection, Dino. A small grin grew across his face as he slowly pulled off his shades, revealing his Icy blue eyes to the mirror. As the great looking superstar stares at himself, he looks over and notices Kaysie Sherell standing behind him in the mirror. His tag team partner for tonight’s match has her hands firmly planted on her hips and a smile on her face. KAYSIE SHERELL: Well, someone loves to compliment himself. Dino slowly spinned around to face Kaysie. The small grin on his face grew larger and his cheeks went a little red, Of course he was a little bit embarrassed someone caught him. DINO GATTI: I really didn’t expect you to see that. She smiled as she took her right hand on her hip. She slowly placed her hand on his right shoulder with a smile. KAYSIE SHERELL: We all have little habits that we wish people wouldn’t catch us doing. Hey, I wanted to tell you that I’m so happy that I get to team with someone that’s actually worth my time this week. We’re going to take out Jinzai and his behemoth of a girlfriend with no problem. Dino nodded slightly as he ran his right hand through his hair. DINO GATTI: To be honest, I have no Idea who Jinzai or his girlfriend is and I really don’t care. Dino shrugged as he thought about what he just said. DINO GATTI: But I’m glad that I have you as a Partner, Especially after the terrible job my last one did. Kaysie smirks as she takes her hand off of her partner. KAYSIE SHERELL: Hey, I’m not comparable to her. I know how to get a win, her not so much. I’m just happy that I get to team with a big banana! Dino looked down then looked back up at Kaysie, With a small smirk across his face. DINO GATTI: A very Big Banana indeed. She smiled at him before she crossed her arms over her chest. KAYSIE SHERELL: You have no idea how much I love my bananas. I love the big and the small, the fat and the skinny. She smirks for a second before speaking again. KAYSIE SHERELL: Even the young and old. His smirk grew bigger as he heard her speak about “Banana’s”. DINO GATTI: Oh Really? She smiled as she looked at herself in the mirror. She primped around her hair for a few seconds before speaking again. KAYSIE SHERELL: What can I say, I have the best fans ever! He slowly raised his eyebrow as she mentions fans. To say the least he was very much confused. DINO GATTI: Fans? Kaysie turns and smiles at Dino. She reaches up and places her arm on his shoulder. KAYSIE SHERELL: Yes, my fans. You know, every great woman in this world has something to call her fans. Mariah has the lambs. X-tina has the fighters. Gaga has the monsters, and now Kaysie has… the bananas! Dino looked at her. He still had his eyebrow raised. DINO GATTI: So Banana’s are you’re fans? Dino shook his head slightly. DINO GATTI: Well, That could have been awkward. A quizzical look comes over Kaysie’s face as she just stares at Dino. KAYSIE SHERELL: How in the fuck could that have been awkward? Dino shook his head slightly and let a small chuckle escape his lips. DINO GATTI: I thought you meant something completely different, Seriously It would have ended up so awkward later on. Kaysie still has the quizzical look on her face as she crosses her arms over her chest. KAYSIE SHERELL: I swear, Dino you are one strange banana. Dino raised his eyebrow again. The word Banana was still confusing him. DINO GATTI: Uhh, Yeah I guess in your eyes I could come across strange. Kaysie smiles as she quickly reaches up and wraps her arms around Dino. She gives a tight hug for a few seconds before pulling away. KAYSIE SHERELL: You are the best tag team partner EVER! We’re so gonna kick ass tonight! Dino smiled at Kaysie for a split second as the camera fades out. ![]() SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Your opening contest is a mixed tag match set for one fall! The sounds of Christina Aguilera’s "Glam” hit the PA system and an instantaneous array of cheers begin also. From behind the curtain walks the beautiful Nashville native, Kaysie Sherell. The buxom brunette has her hands on her hips and a radiant smile on her face. She is wearing a black fitted leather jacket as she looks over the fans who are cheering for her. She takes her right hand off of her hips and throws it into the air with her smile firmly planted on her face. After a few seconds of listening to the cheers, she throws her hands down to her side and begins to walk down to the ring. RANDY THE PILOT: For some reason I want to eat her. ALEXA CORRA: The hell? BRIAN MASON: ?.... RANDY THE PILOT: No! Not like that. Like literally, eat her. She's so small and I'm hungry. ALEXA CORRA: Wow. RANDY THE PILOT: Don't judge me. As the fans continue to cheer, Kaysie begins to give high-fives to the fans that are on her right side. She continues this until she is about halfway to the ring then; she switches over to the left to do the same thing. Making it to the ringside area, she immediately goes over to the apron and climbs on it. Kaysie then enters the ring under the middle rope and upon getting into the ring; she goes over to the southwest turnbuckle and climbs up to the second rung. She again throws her hands in the air to cheers from the fans and soaks it in for a few seconds. Before jumping down from the turnbuckle, she removes her jacket revealing the top to her ring attire. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Introducing , from Nashville, Tennessee… weighing in at 128 pounds… Kaysie Sherell!! BRIAN MASON: Kaysie Sherell tags tonight with her new friend of sorts Dino Gatti. ALEXA CORRA: Please with the friend role. Dude wants to bed her too. As the Beat to 'Fuck Them' by Dappy kicks in, The Cameras Pan around the Arena. The Crowd boo as Dino Gatti appears from behind the curtain, An Evil Smile grows across his face from ear to ear as he soaks in the booes from the crowd. Gatti begins to walk down the ramp, with a confident swagger. He Points into the crowd at the fans booing him, Shaking his head slightly, letting a small sarcastic chuckle escape his lips. As Gatti reaches Ringside, He begins to stomp his way up the the steel steps, as He reaches the Apron, he pauses for a moment, soaking up the hate from the fans, before quickly getting under the middle rope. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Introducing From Milan Italy, Fighting out of Miami Florida, He is the Third Generation Superstar. Weighing in at One Hundred and Seventy Five Pounds... DINO THUNDER GATTI!!! BRIAN MASON: What do you think of them as a tag team Alexa? ALEXA CORRA: meh... BRIAN MASON: That's it? ALEXA CORRA: Meh...yeah. RANDY THE PILOT: She added a 'yeah' that time. Going Under by Evanescence blares through the arena as Kanna Haroshi steps out from the back, her barbed wire baseball bat "Mercy" draped over her shoulder with a devilish smirk. Kanna walks slowly down to the ring, ignoring the hands of fans before sliding into the ring. Kanna races to her corner, climbing up and holding the bat high into the air with a scream. Kanna hops back down to the mat, her face is cold as she licks her lips, ready to commit some violence. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Hailing from Tokyo, Japan. Standing 5'4 and weighing in at 120lbs this is.....KANNA HAROSHI!!!! ALEXA CORRA: I like her. BRIAN MASON: You would. ALEXA CORRA: What are you trying to say Brian? BRAIN MASON: N-nothin uhh well nothing. The intro to Powerman 5000's "Riot Time" filled the building as Jinzai ran out onto the stage, fired up and ready to compete. He places a hand on his hoodie and looks around at the crowd, before flipping it back, revealing a confident smirk on his face. Wasting no time, he sprints down to the ring and dives through the bottom and middle ropes, immediately running to the nearest top rope and posing for the crowd. He smiles as he begins singing the chorus of his entrance music along with the crowd. He hopped down off of the top rope and tosses his hodded vest out of the ring, before he began bouncing off of the ropes, getting ready for the match. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Making his way to the ring, From New York City, weighing in at 194 Pounds, JINZAI!!! BRIAN MASON:The fan favorite hearing it from the crowd. A tag champ hopeful at upcoming Destiny. RANDY THE PILOT: I see concession stand food. Why don't they have it out here. ALEXA CORRA: Why didn't your fatass eat before the show? RANDY THE PILOT: .....But I did. ![]() ![]() vs. ![]() ![]() DING DING DING The men decide it's ladies first as Kaysie Sherell and Kanna Haroshi stare daggers into each other from across the ring. The contest begins with a little shit talking but comes to an abrupt halt as Sherell fires the first shot, a hard left to Haroshi's face. They trade shots back and forth looking to get the upper hand but Sherell catches Haroshi with a three punch combo leading to a snapmare bringing her to the mat. Speed kills and Sherell follows her flow with a standing moonsualt before Haroshi could think of getting up. Quick pin.. ONE... KICKOUT BRIAN MASON: Kicked out of that rather quickly. ALEXA CORRA: Be kinda of sad she didn't. RANDY THE PILOT:DON'T YOU EVER OPEN YOUR MOUTH ABOUT THE BEST!! BRIAN MASON: What in the name is wrong with you?! RANDY THE PILOT: I'M THE BEST. DO NOT SPEAK TO ME!! Too early in the game for a pin but a fair warning shot given Haroshi's way as Sherell brings her to her feet giving a couple more punches to the midsection causing Haroshi to pause and Sherell springs off the ropes with a headscissors takedown. Haroshi flys near the corner pulling herself up by the ropes to regroup smiling menacingly at Sherell's motivated start. The crowd gets behind Sherell as the circle each other once again. This time Haroshi looks to slow the speed with a fury of kicks to Sherell's legs. One to the shin, to the knee, another to the other shin causing Sherell to dance in pain. The crowd woooos at the sting of the kicks allowing Haroshi to get inside and pull Sherell in for a pile driver but Sherell slips out and runs off the ropes to a explosive Yakuza kick from Haroshi! ALEXA CORRA: Ouch!! BRIAN MASON: Kaysie is definitely feeling that one. A laugh from Haroshi brings some boos from the crowd as she brings the nearly headless Sherell to her feet. Right hands fly and she turns Sherell around for a perfectly executed German suplex bridged for a pin. ONE.... TWO... KICKOUT... Haroshi doesn't stall at all and continues her assualt as Dino Gatti begins to get concerned with the two count. He doesn't step in the ring but does issue encouragement for Sherell to fight back and that she does. Haroshi bring her to her feet and Sherell tires for a desperation Hurricanr...POWER BOMB by Haroshi with harsh power. ALEXA CORRA: Well if the kick didn't kill her. RANDY THE PILOT: THE BEST! I AM THE BEST!! DON'T YOU SPEAK ON IT EVER!! BRAIN MASON: Is this what happens when you get hungry? RANDY THE PILOT: SHUTUP THE BEST IS SPEAKING! ONE... TWO... THR...KICKOUT. A confused Haroshi gets to her feet looking down at the struggling fighter refusing to lose. Realizing it would take more to put her away Haroshi brings Sherell to her feet looking to end it a thumb across the throat rings boos from Reading. Haroshi throws Sherell into the ropes looking for her returning momentum to work in her favor, the hidden tag by Dino Gatti and as Sherell is brought up for the Downfall of Humanity Sherell uses the momentum to escape with a DDT outta nowhere. Gatti starts to enter the ring seeing an open opportunity against Haroshi. Haroshi recoups and tags in her close friend, Jinzai to a favorable roar. Gatti is ready for him, a quick snap suplex right out the hate to Jinzai. They both scramble to their feet. They trade shots Jinzai floors Gatti with a clothesline following up with a few boots to the back. Meanwhile, a clearheaded Haroshi menacingly sprints the distance between her and Sherell looking to finish what she started. The ref already losing control of the match as Sherell ducks low allowing Haroshi to fly over the top rope to the floor below. BRIAN MASON: Here we go. Things are getting hectic. ALEXA CORRA: Shit let em go nuts. RANDY THE PILOT: I need a sandwich. A sandwich only for THE BEST! The crowd cheers and Sherell gives them more with a running start she clears the ropes with a corkscrew plancha right on top of the rising Haroshi. Their battle begins outside as Dino is brought to his feet inside by Jinzai. Jinzai kicks at Gatti midsection, Gatti catches Jinzai's foot looks to counter, dragon whip by Jinzai catching Gatti on the side of the head. Gatti gets to his feet Jinzai is sizing him up he springs off the ropes, dropkick by Gatti kills all his momentum. Both men are slow to rise as the crowd but Gatti attacks first going for the home run Superman punch he calls Omertà...Jinzai dodges down and turns Gatti around Jinzai Cutter!! He pins immediately after... ONE... TWO... THREE.. DING DING DING!! SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Here is your winner by pinfall... JIIINNZAII AND KAAANNAAA HAROSHIIII!!! Kaysie Sherell would've been there for her partner if she wasn't fighting a battle of her own. Kanna Haroshi couldn't even enjoy the bell as another right hand from Sherell contacted her face. Sherell gaining the upper hand she kicks Haroshi in the midsection and drags her by the hair over to the announce tables banging her head off the front making the announcers back up. BRIAN MASON: Watch out for the-for the... ALEXA CORRA: That's gonna hurt. RANDY THE PILOT: WHERE IS THE BEST'S SANDWICH!?! Second later....DING!! And not the type you hear calling the match. Sherell clears Haroshi's clock with the ring bell. Haroshi collapses and Jinzai beelines out of ring to her rescue. Sherell backs away for the scene satisfied with what she's done meeting her tag partner Dino Gatti on the ramp way. Jinzai looks down at the knocked out Haroshi with concern as the tag team of Gatti and Sherell walk toward the back. WINNER (via pinfall): Jinzai and Kanna Haroshi (9:13) ![]() The tron comes on, to show Kenzie Valerie standing with an HKW microphone in hand, and a smile on her face. KENZIE: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time Onyx Payne. Looking over, Kenzie watches as Onyx steps forward taking a stand beside her. KENZIE: Onyx, you have had an interesting career here at Hard Knox since you started. You went from managing Joey Perello, who is now our No Limits Champion, to being a... so far undefeated wrestler who is now in the All or Nothing Series. You must be on cloud nine right now. Kenzie puts the microphone right in Onyx’s face, making her tilt her head back before taking a step back while she laughed a bit uneasy. ONYX: It has certainly been interesting and I hope it continues to be /laughs a little/ But, let me clear somethings up for you, Kenzie. I am still Joey’s manager. That never stopped just because I became a wrestler. Now, as for the All or Nothing Series? /she thinks for a moment/ I would have to say that I feel honored to be included in such an event. I know originally I wasn’t even on the list. So for Mr. Huff to take the time and reevalute everyone and give some of us newbies a chance of a lifetime...It feels great and I hope we can show him that his judgement of us is justified. KENZIE: D’aw you’re such the little sweetheart. Kenzie gives Onyx a few nice pats on the head causing Onyx to look at her oddly. KENZIE: Now tonight, you will be competing in a ten person tag team match in which... we all got a pretty good preview of what to expect at iGNITE. Do you think that what happened then will be a reflection of what will happen tonight? ONYX: Not… really. No. What you will see tonight will be a lot more organized I think, or at least I hope. And there will be a few less people involved.What happened at iGNITE gave us all a heads up of what to expect from each other. So we will be a lot more prepared this time around. It’s obvious we can have each other’s backs, we can function as a unit, and in the end, I think we will produce a very good matchup. I just hope that the people on my team get some necessary vengeance from their adversaries. Now if you don’t mind, Kenzie. I have a meeting to get to. Onyx walks past Kenzie as the scene fades. We return from a short commercial to the sight of Kenzie Jolie smiling at the camera. KENZIE: Welcome back to the show ladies and gentlemen, at this time I’m going to see if I can get an interview to a somewhat new star in Hard Knox Wrestling, an intimidating figure for sure, Viktor Volkov. Kenzie approaches a white door backstage and knocks on it twice. The door is opened by a man wearing a white lab coat. He looks directly in the camera then back at the Young Cub, who we see sitting down on a metal chair with several machines hooked up to his body. Volkov waves his hand and invites Kenzie and the cameraman into the room. She seems rather perplexed in regard to all the machines and their purpose yet maintains her professional demeanour and begins the interview. KENZIE: Mr Volkov, thank you for your time. To start off I’d just like a comment on how you believe things have gone so far for you in your time in HKW? Viktor nods to himself, muttering something in Russian before answering the question. VOLKOV: Is much slower than I think. But is good. Best is yet to come. KENZIE: I have no doubts about that. And if I may ask, what exactly are the machines for? The Young Cub smirks. VOLKOV: Monitor. To keep me in best condition before fighting. I am lucky person, I was born into wealth from my father’s hard work, his boxing. I have best resources to aid me in my career. KENZIE: And how are you feeling right now about your match tonight? All the competitors seem to have history in this match - will you be looking to go after Christian Carpentier following your no contest with him on iGNITE 7? VOLKOV: Little karate boy. Viktor laughs and a trainer behind him smirks somewhat. VOLKOV: He is good fighter, I do not doubt his talents. But his mind. Very weak. Tonight when I get my hands on him I will snap him in half. I will do same to anyone who is not on my team. I do not do all of this preparation just to fight, I do this so I win. KENZIE: I can definitely see that. Before I let you carry on with your preparation, how pleased are you to have been named in the All Or Nothing Series? The Young Cub stroke his chin as he nods. VOLKOV: Of course I am very happy for this. Very good competition. It is platform for me to become greater and do better things in Hard Knox Wrestling and I am excited for this. KENZIE: Mr Volkov thank you for your time. Kenzie turns to the camera now as Volkov begins talking quietly to one of his trainers in Russian. The camera then cuts elsewhere. Edited by Brandon Banks, Jun 18 2014, 05:40 PM.
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SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN:LAdies and gentlemen, the following is a grudge match set for one fall! The lights in the arena begin to dim down as the crowd rises to their feet as the end of the Saw theme is heard. From there “Torcher II” by DZK begins to blare through sound system. The lights come back on in the arena. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Introducing first... BRAAAD KAAAANE! Standing before them is that old familiar face with a slight smirk. Brad Kane stands on the stage telling people to get up to their feet if they aren't already. Feeling the pounding music he begins to walk to the ring focused and determined with one single purpose on his mind, war. “If you believe for a second that I’ve fallen off You can all bleed to death in this holocaust You can watch people beg as they crawl upon Raw heads and the skulls of the slaughtered dogs Show no mercy, maul em, haul em off Call it off, for yall have all but lost Draw a cross on your chest and pray The Holocaust halts 'for it heads your way” Brad continues to walk around ringside thinking and plotting on how to maim before hopping up to the ring apron. He jumps up over the top rope and leaps up to the second turnbuckle closest to him. Brad throws his arms into the air before jumping off. Microphone is handed to him. BRAD KANE: Been havin’ a few things on my mind lately. Been thinkin’ about this or that and well this seems like the place to let ‘em on out. Crowd cheers. BRAD KANE: We know at Destiny what awaits myself and Mr. Queen Shit. A match that changes her career, her life, and allows everyone to see what her real pain threshold is. What she did to earn that title, it was smart. I’ll give her that. That was a brilliant plan and it got her what she wanted, the HKW Championship. But that’s all I’m going to give you. Hell, back in the day, I would’ve pulled something like that. Kane begins to pace around the ring while going on. BRAD KANE: But what you did was a slap in the face of hard work. It was clever but it was a slap in the face of the 29 other wrestlers in that match. It was a slap in the face of the veterans of this sport that took time out of their lives to help you get ready for this wrestling life. What you did, Fel, was spit in the face of people like me who put in years of hard work, sweat, blood, and a few tears. Waltzing out like that when everyone else was eliminated to declare yourself as the winner? Did you expect people to bend over backwards and kiss your ass? The crowd responds with a resounding “HELL NO!” though there are a vocal minority screaming yes. BRAD KANE: For ten years I’ve been in this sport and I’ve seen people proclaim themselves to be royalty, gods, deities, and so many other names. You know what happens to everyone who does that? They all fall. I’ve beaten men and women who claimed to be Gods. Beaten my own brother who fancies himself to be a king. I’ve seen what you’re doing and do you know what it screams to me? I need attention. Cheers. BRAD KANE: People give themselves these names in order to have people begin to talk about them. Now I know you’ll be so quick to point out saying “Bradley, you’re so irrelevant that you had to come here and face the Queen B of HKW to become relevant again.” Sorry I just stole your next tweet and promo. More cheers. BRAD KANE: You made the mistake of doing this. I was ready to come into PDW and do what I do before you had to butt in and tell me I needed seasoning. You started this, champ, you and not me. There’s a thing in this business about respect. You respect the people that came before you. I might not have liked a lot of people that came before me but I sure as rain showed them the respect that they earned through the years. Yay respect says the crowd. Some are giving Brad the thumbs down wearing their Fel shirts. BRAD KANE: I remember this sweet girl that I went up to one day who said she wanted a puppy. I said sure, I’ll get you a puppy and it was a nice day. She got her puppy. Then she went onto say she wanted a pony. I couldn’t get that for her. I’d do it today but when I see what this girl became, I hate it. I hate this disrespectful, “Queen Bitch” thing you have going on Fel. Everything you’re doing now is sending you down a road you might not be able to come back from. He pauses for a moment. BRAD KANE: You don’t want this road. I’ve been down it and it nearly got me blackballed from professional wrestling. You don’t want to do this. That’s why it needs to be Master of Horrors at Destiny. You want to say that I have nothing to gain from this and that’s true. I have nothing to get from beating you except for your championship. But here’s a newsflash. Titles don’t mean shit to me. The only thing that I want out of this match is your blood and your goddamn respect for the men and women that paved YOUR road to be standing where you are now! YEAHHHH WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Crowd is going insane right now. BRAD KANE: I’ll be watching your match against Daniels tonight. Might even put on the headset for it. I’ll be there watching you, scouting you, and you can go off and do whatever it is you do. Posing in no clothes, tweeting about pointless bull with your merry band of ass kissers, and whatever else you do. I know what waits for you at Destiny. You have zero idea. ZERO! You better be prepared to bleed because when I’m not you’re going to need a transfusion. Now bring out that stupid bitch Neon and let’s do this. Microphone is dropped as Brad motions for this match to start. BRIAN MASON: Powerful words from Kane there. ALEXA CORRA: Fuck this guy and his respect talk. It's a new age, old man! Get with the times. The faster tempo of 'Trouble by Neon Jungle' disseminates around the sold out show as Neon makes her way onto the stage as the dark blue strobelights circulate around the arena illuminating the faces of the fans and making her platinum coloured hair glisten. She walks out unfazed by the crowd reaction as if ignorant to their presence, with a completely determined look upon her face. As soon as she reaches the stage's ending, she turns around, her back towards the fans and facing the area she just exited and raises her arms into the arm gracefully as her leather studded jackets drapes over her shoulders. She holds the pose for a little under 5 seconds before returning to her original position to face the fans once more. The music quickens in pace as she begins making her way slowly down the ramp, her gaze not flickering, focused purely on the ring. She sheds her leather jacket, throwing it from her shoulders and it slinks to the floor. The fans reach their arms out expecting for her to respond and touch them however the gesture is no reciprocated by Neon as she continues walking again with ill regard of their presence. She ends her walk down the ramp and walks straight toward the apron closest and grabbing the second ring rope clambers onto it with one pull of mighty force. Once standing upon it, Neon wastes no time and lifts her right leg over the second rope, ducking under the top rope and then bringing her other leg over so she now stands in the ring. She walks staunchly towards the ropes that layer the right side of the ring and jumps onto the second one, still with the determined and focused looks she entered the view with. She lefts her left leg over the top rope, so she has both legs on the second rope only wrapped over the top one before elevating her arms elegantly before wrapping them around one another and sliding them slowly from each of their grasp. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: And his opponent... Making her HKW in ring debut... From Los\Angeles , California... The Former PDW CYBER CHAMPION.... NEEEEEEEOOOOON! She returns her right leg back to its origins, lifting it over the top rope and instantaneously jumps back to the canvas, sending a vibration and a thud sound echoing. The determined and intent expression still has not left her face as she walks to the ring's centre awaiting for the match to begin as she takes on the task of performing various stretches with her arms. . . ![]() vs. ![]() Just as it looks like the referee going to call for the bell, Brad Kane immedtiatly stops him and picks back up the microphone he dropped earlier. Neon looks on confused as Brad pleads with the ref to just wait a moment as Brad lifts the microphone to his lips. BRAD KANE: Neon, I believe this is the first time you and I ever met face to face. And there's something that the fans, and the rest of us want to give you for gracious with your presence in Hard Knox Wrestling. Brad drops the microphone and sprawls out his arms, asking for a hug from a confused Neon. Neon doesn't think much of it as she approaches Brad with arms spread open.... WHAM Kane blasts Neon with a huge roundhouse kick, knocking her out cold much to the delight of the crowd. Kane laughs it off a little before exiting the ring to "Torcher II" by DZK. The fans give Brad a big round of applause as he grabs a sign from a fan that reads "Felicity - KANE IS GONNA KILL YOU" with the Destiny logo on the bottom of it. Brad embraces some more of the Reading fans as medics rush to check on Neon, Kane looking at the camera and saying "That's gonna be you, Fel." WINNER: NO CONTEST (0:00) ![]() The scene opens with former HKW World Champion stepping out from his locker room wearing a yellow and black LAX t-shirt. He looks around as the fans are heard cheering LAX. He scratches his head. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Man...Where the fuck is this nigga? Emilio shakes his head and begins to head back into his locker room but is stopped by the sound of a familiar voice. Drew Thornton arrives all pumped up. Punching the air and doing a jumping jack. He then sees Emilio. DREW THORNTON: What’s up Em? Feels weird calling you Em, you’re not so vanilla. Ha-ha-ha….. Oh.. Drew realizes he made a stupid joke. DREW THORNTON: Sorry. But what’s up? Emilio looks back and smiles. He puts out his hand for Drew. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Drew! Nada lookin’ for mi papa but he went to go get somethin’ but ain’t come back yet. What’s good with you? DREW THORNTON: Just pumped as hell man. My first main event. It’s one of my dreams come true, man. As a rookie right now, this is just too much for me to take in. But I’m ready to show this crowd, this company, and to you that I can be a future world champion. It’s my main goal, Em. I feel I can do this. And I’m not gonna let anyone stop me from proving that. He grins. Emilio chuckles and nods. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Yeah, yo chill. Jaja, I know you excited and shit but don’t gas yourself up too much. Yeah we in this Co-Main Event but don’t let the position the match fuck you up and make you forget about what’s at hand. I got this RIP bitch to handle with his dog owner standin’ watch and you...You got that cunt fuck Brian Gun. Drew then calmed down, and nodded his head. But the thought of Brian Gun. He cracked his knuckles. DREW THORNTON: He’s got a serious problem with me, and I don’t like it. I’ll send that purple headband freak back to where he came from. But Zakk? He’s definitely yours. But let me ask you something, Em. Drew then looked serious. DREW THORNTON: What drove you to become the best? Emilio stood there in silence thinking a bit. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Mi papa...Mi familia...The Dynasty of LAX. Mi heritage bruh. That’s what fuels me to do each and everything I do. And then with the fans support...How could I be the person I am today without them? How can I let them down? Nah man...I ain’t with that. I ain’t with anything that would let those who love me down. I fight for them. They fight for me. That’s what I guess...Drives me to be the best. Drew smiled. DREW THORNTON: That’s why I look up to you, bro. I’m ready to fight these people along your side. Then out of nowhere, a dark figure walks past them. Drew looks at Em in concern. DREW THORNTON: What was that? Emilio shrugs and looks at the figure a bit confused. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Go hit em, I got your back bruh. Drew and Emilio then approach the figure who has their back turned. The figure then turn around slowly, Drew and Emilio then get on their guard. The figure turns out to be Jesse Lewis in a hood. He then removes the hood and looks at the gentleman and half smirks. JESSE LEWIS: We have business to attend to tonight, gentleman. He then walks in between them. Drew then looks at Em. DREW THORNTON: Guess that means we have protection ringside…? EMILIO VIALPANDO: Shit I guess so...Might be because of his brother. Shits real...Ayo go get ready bruh I’ll see you out there. Keep yo eyes open though bruh, don’t want no shit turnin’ sour before our match. DREW THORNTON: Right. You too, man. Drew Thornton then walks off scene to get ready for tonight. Emilio watches Drew walk away and nods. His phone then begins to vibrate in his pocket. He pulls it out and answers it while walking back inside his locker room as the scene fades away. EMILIO VIALPANDO: What you mean you went to Burger King? Yo pa...Bring me a smoothie? Gracias. ![]() Cyncica is shown somersaulting throughout the hallways, ducking and weaving behind every corner before she makes the turn. Ahead of her, she sees none other than the unmasked Ultimo Mago, complete with afro and handlebar moustache. Cyncica hides behind the wall as Mago talks to the stagehand, telling him his plans. ULTIMO MAGO: Eh? She want to unmask the Mago? The Mago collecting bounty and ripping Cyncica--- ![]() Right hook. ![]() Left hook. ![]() Mago gets knocked out by a superkick from Cyncica, followed by an over the shoulder throw. The stagehand tosses his papers in the air at the sight of HKW’s resident lucha-hero before turning around and running away. Cyncica stares down at Mago and giggles. CYNCICA: Waaaaah. *Bruce Lee Voice* You so dumb dumb, kemosabe. You don’t mess with Cyncica. Fake lucha you are. Real lucha no collect on bounties. Real lucha fight with honour. You are not the real deal, Orlando Hollyfied. She reaches down and grabs him by his hair, pulling his hair and head up just enough t whisper into his ear. CYNCICA: Disgrace you are, Mago. You deserve not to be called Ultimo. You are… Como se dice… Pile Mierda Mago. She wraps her arms around his throat and watches him go to sleep, finally letting him go. CYNCICA: But I shall let you survive this encounter, Mago. Next time so lucky you might not be. Cyncica shrugs her shoulders and continues somersaulting down the hall, stopping as she sees an open locker room door with all four of her tag team partners occupying it. CYNCICA: Hm? She covers her face with her cape and leans back against the wall before putting her ear against the wall to listen in on their conversation. ONYX: I’m glad that we’ve all decided to have this group meeting. That way if there are any issues or concerns… Looking amongst the group, Onyx notices that someone is missing. ONYX: Wait… where’s Cyncica? Has anyone seen her? Eddie Ramirez leaned against one wall, constantly combing and smoothing his hair, an unlit cigarette tucked behind one ear. EDDIE RAMIREZ: No chica, but we must remember… she is a valiant avenger of the night. I’m sure her dance card is pretty full most evenings. A superhero’s work is never done, especially HKW’s mighty masked guardian. In one corner of the room, Salem Cartier listened on; throwing shadowbox punches and side kicks to get herself hyped for the match. The others in the room turned toward her, and she noticed out of the corner of her eye, slowing her routine gradually until she froze in a Karate Kid-style crane kick pose. She turned toward them with a sheepish smile and wagged her fingers in an awkward wave. SALEM CARTIER: Oops, sorry. Hi guys. Um… Wow. But yeah… Cyncica. She’s pretty super. Forgive me, I’m just gonna throw this out there… shoot it down if you want; but I’m totally sensing a theme. We could be like a superhero team tonight, yeah? We’ve got a masked vigilante, the brooding swarthy bad-ass, a thoughtful and intelligent chick, a karate master, aaaaand… the goofy weirdo. We can’t lose… it’s... it’s like the X-Men vs. the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants! What do ya think? Eddie arched an eyebrow, looking around the room. He took the cigarette from behind his ear and tapped it on his palm. EDDIE RAMIREZ: I think… we should wait for Cyncica. And… I also think I want a quick smoke. Can we even smoke in here? Yes.. no? Eh, who cares. Let this cig signify us smoking that team’s collective ass shortly, si? Eddie lit the cigarette and took a drag, shrugging. In a corner of the room, Christian Carpentier leaned up against the wall with his arms folded on his chest. CHRISTIAN CARPENTIER: Smoking before a match? I’m sure that will do a good deal for your endurance.. About Cyncica...I feel like we should wait. Something tells me that she’s not too far away…. Christian gets to his feet fully before beginning to stretch and performing his moves, getting loose. CHRISTIAN CARPENTIER: Having this group of ours….puts my mind at ease, so to speak. Gives me confidence that I’ve got people that have my back….and the other way around. It’s good to have allies with things as tense as they are. Onyx sighs as she takes a seat on a near by bench. ONYX: I just hope that Cyncica doesn’t think we are trying to capitalize on that bounty. I know that must be weighing heavily on her mind everywhere she goes. Who to trust. Who not to trust… But we are a team. Even if it is for one night. You could describe us as being the X-men /she gestures to Salem/ You could even describe us as being the Justice League or even the Avengers. Because like them, we each bring something unique and useful to the table, but without Cyncica… I don’t like our odds. The camera transitions back into the hallway where Cyncica is still listening in on the conversation, her expression turning into a scowl. CYNCICA: Tengo que hacer lo correcto… Tengo que patear el culo de Ina Ina… She pulls her ear away from the wall and lowers her cape, inhaling softly before she walks into the locker room, somersaulting once again, this time getting behind Eddie and staying there as the other team members looked on. CYNCICA: Holaaaaaaaaa! Sorry, I am tardy. Had brief encounter with Senor Mago. He no longer will mess with the defender of HardKnoxthom. She turns her head just enough to look out the locker room door, checking to see if anyone was coming to try to collect on the bounty. CYNCICA: I assume you muchachos has a plan? As the others turned to face Cyncica, Onyx stood up with a smile on her face glad that she had made it to their rondevu. ONYX: Plan? We don’t have a plan. Yet. We were waiting on you to get here before we discussed anything. But now that we’re all here... I guess we can start. What I have noticed, is that each and everyone of us have something against one of our opponents here tonight. Salem, Tanner. Eddie, Luke. Cyncica, Ina Ina. Christian, Volkov. Me, Aries. I could tell you what I think we should do, but I think it’s pretty obvious. Looking around at her teammates, Onyx hopes they are on the same page she’s on. They each either have a score to settle or something to prove against one of their opponents. CHRISTIAN CARPENTIER: I can take care of Volkov. That man was so convinced that he could beat me without breaking a sweat and after Ignite? He’s gotta be a little screwy in the confidence department. I bet his pride took a big hit…. SALEM CARTIER: Hey, you got him, CC…. put the next big hit right between his eyes, yo! And heck, anytime I can square off with Tanner Sands… that gets me fired up. Just let me slap a bow tie on a Twinkie and then shove it down his throat! Gonna give these fans a preview of Destiny… they’re gonna love it! Eddie took one hit off the cigarette and thought otherwise considering Christian’s earlier statement, stomping it out. He nodded toward Carpentier and then he looked over his shoulder, smirking at Cyncica. EDDIE RAMIREZ: Rest easy, chica. Only a fool would come looking to collect that bounty in here. Safety in numbers… especially with the ever dashing El Ladron present. I need my tag partner in one piece for Destiny, si? I wish Acelin was in this match, but perhaps I can just pretend that Luke is him; which is bad news for that pendejo. I welcome the chance to square off with any of our opponents in this match, honestly. This crowd will be going wild just like at the close of Ignite; let’s make them happy and get a win, si? They all look over at Cyncica who seems to be licking her gloved covered hand, wiping it across her forehead, cleaning herself like a cat. She finally looks up and sees the group staring at her. CYNCICA: … Meow. Not letting another moment go by, Cyncica jumps out of the picture to the “Swoosh” sound as her teammates look on. ONYX: … Alright then. Before we go out there, just remember that… Looking around at her partners, Onyx knew that they were ready to work together. And not only that, they were already pumped. So... she really didn’t need to give them an inspirational speech. Sighing, She smiled at them. ONYX: Screw it. Lets win this thing! Putting her hand out, Salem was quick to put hers on top on Onyx’s, and the two girls looked over at Eddie and Christian as they looked at one another before shrugging their shoulders and putting there hands in as well. On three the put their hands in the air and yelled team before one by one they exited the locker room, but standing behind the door was Cyncica… CYNCICA: … I see how important I am to this team… Not even included in their go team go? She grunts. CYNCICA: Like Onyx said... You have no chance without me... Cyncica stares her team down as they make down the hall. She licks her glove once again, and swipes it across her forehead. CYNCICA: I don't always play nice... With that, the scene fades. As the show comes back from commercial, we see Sadie in the ring with nine of the 10 who will be participating in the ten person tag team match as Innocence by Disturbed plays throughout the arena as Luke slides into the ring and walks to his teams turnbuckle. He jumps on the second rope and points towards the crowd as they scream in response. 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. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: This match is a ten person tag team match scheduled for one fall. In this corner we have the team of Cyncica, Onyx, Salem Cartier, Christian Carpentier, and Eddie Ramirez! The crowd pops as the camera goes to their corner to show them huddled together going over some sort of strategy with one another before the camera goes back over to show Sadie. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: And in this corner is the team of Ina Ina, Aries Armadaist, Tanner Sands, Viktor Volkov, and Luke Wisia! The camera goes to their corner as Ina Ina is looking at her nails, Tanner and Aries go to high five each other but completely miss but they quickly recovered as Aries yells “Nailed it!” before it goes over to Viktor who is staring down Christian with a smirk and Luke is just anticipating the bell to ring. ![]() ![]() ![]() DING DING DING Ina and Cyncica have been decided as the two wrestlers starting this match off and they immediately get into the action, locking up with a Collar-and-Elbow Tie-Up in the center of the ring that is quickly transitioned into a Side Headlock by Ina, whom proceeds to pull the masked woman off of her feet with a Side Headlock Takedown. With Cyncica now grounded, Ina keeps the hold applied, but it doesn't take long for the masked wrestler to find a way out, as she quickly wraps her legs around the head of her adversary to apply a Headscissors. Ina almost instantly Kips Up, freeing her head from the grasp of her opponent's legs in the process. Cyncica is quick to get back to her feet, as well, noticing Ina rushing at her. RANDY THE PILOT: Love Cyncica. Love Ina.. Damn, I’m torn! She quickly Arm Drags Ina, but the Italian wrestler props back up to her feet in an instant. She rushes at Cyncica, but is again taken down with an Arm Drag. This time, after getting back to her feet, she decides not to run at her opponent, but this doesn’t end any better for her as Cyncica quickly drills her in the jaw with a loud Dropkick, heard all throughout the arena, that drops Ina directly on her backside. She looks up at Cyncica, clearly upset that she's getting out-wrestled early on in this match, and decides to make the tag to Aries. Seeing this, Onyx begin jumping up and down on the apron, begging Cyncica to tag her in, which the masked wrestler does, much to the delight of the crowd. Onyx immediately rushes at her rival, clocking Aries with a punch to the face and following up with more and more punches, completely taking it to him. Aries tries to block the punches, but it's to no avail. Eventually, however, he does managed to push her away far enough to gain some space. Immediately following this, he is now the one running at his opponent, as he cracks Onyx with a Clothesline that practically turns her inside-out! Ever the loud-mouth, Aries begins jacking his jaw off at the girl, before taking a few steps back and waiting for Onyx to begin getting back up. Once she's on one knee, Aries runs at her, using her knee to spring himself into the air and spinning around, crashing into her with a Hip Attack that he likes to call the Skidmark Wizard! Immediately following this oddly named move, he goes for the cover. ONE! TWO! TH--- Onyx manages to get her shoulder up at two and a half. Following the kickout, Aries pulls her back to her feet by her hair and drags her over to his team's corner, before tagging in Luke. After making the tag, Aries lifts Onyx up and hangs her on the top rope, her head and arms draped over that very rope whilst her opponent holds her lower body into the air by her feet. Luke leaps into the air, springboarding off of the top rope and doing a front flip, crashing back-to-back on the poor wrestler, whilst Aries lifts his leg up and kicks her in the mid-section at the same second that Luke connects with her body! The audience lets out a mixed reaction for the maneuver, some cheering the innovative tag team move but most booing heavily as Onyx is put in serious pain. Aries exits onto the apron and Luke drags Onyx into the center of the ring before going for the second cover of the match up. ONE! TWO! THRE--- Onyx manages to get her shoulder up just in the nick of time, saving the match for her and her teammates. BRIAN MASON: This Onyx has a hell of a lot of fight in her. RANDY THE PILOT: Probably from crazy sexy with Perello. Luke and his team are far from done tormenting her, however, as Luke pulls Onyx back to her feet, only to lift her up and drop her back down with a Scoop Slam. He heads over to his team's corner and climbs up onto the middle rope, with Viktor tapping him on the arm to tag himself in. Viktor enters the ring and waits, along with Luke on the middle rope, for Onyx to make it back to her feet. Once she's standing, Luke leaps into a Cross Body that comes crashing down with a lot of impact. Immediately after this, he sits Onyx up, only for Viktor to knock her back down with a running Knee Strike directly to the face! Instead of going for the pin, Viktor pulls a limp Onyx back to her feet, whilst looking at her worrying teammates with a sick grin on his face. He Irish Whips her into an unoccupied corner of the ring before rushing forward at her and drilling her in the side of the head with a Running Elbow Show! He follows this up by pounding away on her abdomen with numerous Body Punches, each shot looking more brutal and unforgiving than the last one. Viktor pulls the small woman out of the corner of the ring and into the center, kicking her in the gut before pulling her up into a Piledriver-setup. Realizing the danger she's in now, Onyx begins to shake her legs about, in an attempt to kick her opposition in the head, eventually doing so and causing him to drop her. She gets back to her feet in a hurry, before drilling Viktor in the face with numerous punches, landing shot after shot after shot. With Viktor groggy in the center of the ring, Onyx turns around and runs to the ropes, ricocheting off of them and leaping into the air, landing a flying Elbow Shot to the face of Viktor, taking both wrestlers down. The two are now both down in the center of the ring, with the only place to go being their respective corner of the ring. Slowly, they crawl inch by inch, with the audience cheering on Onyx to make a tag to one of her four teammates. Eventually, Viktor makes the tag first, tagging in Tanner, but Onyx makes the tag within a second after him, tagging in Salem! The audience bursts into cheers as the two hop into the ring. Tanner and Salem come blow for blow with Tanner getting the upperhand, bouncing Salem off the ropes. Tanner tucks his shoulder and goes for the back body drop, but Salem soccer kicks Tanner in the mug and quickly tags in Onyx. She gets a nice ovation from the crowd as she springboards into the ring and hits a diving knee attack! ALEXA CORRA:: Look at that. She really is putting the hard knees to use. Onyx waits for Sands to rise and when he does, she hits him with a leghook, followed by that stiff hurricane elbow she has been using! She makes the cover.. ONE! TWO! THR--- Aries rips Onyx off of Tanner, preventing the three as the crowd boos. Onyx doesn’t look pleased, as her eyes lock on Aries. He taunts her, baiting her into his corner, leaving her open for the sneak attack from Tanner Sands! BRIAN MASON: What a damn troll. RANDY THE PILOT: That’s my ninja!!! DA CYBA GAWD! Tanner lifts Onyx to her feet and hits a quick snap suplex before making the tag to Aries. Aries stalks Onyx like his prey before stomping down on her hand, then lifting her up by her hair. He wrings her arm, and pulls her in for a decapitating clothesline, knocking the wind out of the rooke. He rips her up once again, only this time, tosses Onyx over head with a belly to belly. Onyx falls flat on her back in the middle of the ring. A look of confidence comes over Aries’ face as he stands up from the mat. He looks down at Onyx with a smirk before lifting his foot up and stepping on her stomach. Armadist puts all of his weight on his leg causing Onyx to scream out in pain before Aries steps off of her stomach. As she holds onto her stomach, Aries reaches down once again and grabs his opponent by the hair. As he pulls, Onyx begins to get up to her feet. As Aries finally gets the beautiful Onyx up to her feet, He hits her in the stomach with a swift boot to the gut. As Onyx bends over and again clutches her stomach, Aries pulls her head under his right arm. Once he gets a snug grip on her head, Armadist bends his head over and throws her left arm over his head. He picks his head up and a confident smirk comes over his face. He places his left hand onto her pants as he lifts her up and slams her down onto the mat with a brainbuster. As the both lay on the mat, the smirk is still on his face before he quickly covers Onyx. ONE TWO TH- Onyx shoots her right hand off of the mat, shocking Aries as he looks over at the referee with anger. He quickly stands up from the mat and proceeds to throw a few barbs at the referee. Turning his attention back to Onyx, Aries once again begins to pull her by her hair. Once she is back to her feet, Aries lets go of her hair and wraps his right arm around her neck. Armadaist then places his left arm under hers and locks the arms together putting Onyx in a cobra clutch! As Aries starts to torture Onyx with the hold, she seems to start to fade away. After a few more moments in the hold, Onyx seems to be out of it. Armadaist uses all of the strength in his arms to pull Payne up from her feet. He quickly drops down to where his right knee is sticking out. Aries slams Onyx back first onto his knee with a vicious cobra clutch backbreaker. Aries lets go of the hold letting Payne fall down to the mat from the move. Aries stands up from the mat and looks down at his opponent, then up at the booing fans. A big grin comes over his face as she again bends down and grabs the hair of Onyx. RANDY THE PILOT: That hair a big disadvantage for the ladies. He pulls her up to her feet and slowly reaches his right hand and wraps it around her waist and picks Onyx up to his shoulder in one quick motion. As Onyx rests on his right shoulder, Aries begins to grin heavily as the fans in Reading boo him. As he places his left hand in the hair of her hair, Onyx begins to wiggle. As she does this, Armadaist starts to lose control of her. Onyx reaches her left hand over the head of Aries as she swings her body over her shoulder into a tornado DDT! Onyx takes Aries down causing him to hit his head on the mat. As they both lay on the mat, she reaches over and rolls him onto his back and covers him! ONE TWO! Onyx gets his shoulder up, much to the delight of the crowd. Her teammates get behind her as Aries makes the tag to Volkov. Onyx notices the boxing Brute approach her, watching his hips and waist before hopping up and blasting Volkov with an uppercut that sends the big man backward. Onyx dives to her corner and makes the hot tag to Christian Carpentier! BRIAN MASON: He we go! Fighter versus fighter, and the two men who will be in the LionsDen match at Destiny! Both men meet in the center of the ring. Volkov shoots in for a takedown, but Carpentier drops down to his knee and immediately attempts a guillotine choke. Volkov uses his strength to lift Carpentier up and body slam him down to the mat, looking to apply an armbar, stretching out his free arm to tag in Eddie Ramirez. Ramirez perches to the top rope, but Volkov pushes Carpentier into the ropes, causing Eddie to land hard. Volkov makes the tag to a frantic Wisia who dashes over toward Ramirez, hops onto the top turnbuckle and hits a jumping hurrincanrana! ALEXA CORRA:: Holy shit! Sick move by Wisia. Brandon def. taught him that. BRIAN MASON: If he makes the cover, this might be all. Wisia pops back to his feet begins taunting the other team members, telling him he’s going to break Eddie’s nose. He rears back as if he’s gonna hit Thornton back accidently catches the referee right in the eye! ALEXA CORRA:: That referee went down like he got shot. Damn. With the ref down Luke Wisia sees this as good a time as any to take advantage of the situation quickly pulling a lead pipe from underneath the ring stalking Cyncica as his target. He eyes her like a predator seconds away from pouncing when one of the few cameramen that circumference the ring gets too close to the action and trucks Luke Wisia’s head right off his shoulders with the camera. The shot and momentum goes right through him as the black uniformed cameraman has long black straightened hair with a HKW fitted hat tipped low over his face. He pulls the all black polo out from the tucked position in his pants and starts stomping away at the immobile Wisia taking pleasure in every shot. He’s yelling at the body while placing stomp after stomp after stomp of his Timberland boots into him. Content with the damage caused the unknown cameraman throws the fitted off his head to reveal it to be, Former HKW World Champion, Jason Mentez. BRIAN MASON: JASON MENTEZ! HE’S BACK! ALEXA CORRA:: HOLY FUCK!!! The crowd roars in excitement to see the returning superstar as he fulfills a goal with a few more kicks to Luke’s body before yelling out to the crowd. “I’m back muthafucka!!” The other participants in the match notice his expletive screaming. Looking down at Wisia, Jason snorts deep and spits a huge loogey onto his back looking down at him in disdain. The other cameraman catch him mouthing ‘punk bitch’ before leaving him and slowly making his way up the ramp toward backstage pandering to the crowd slapping his chest and yelling at the crowd getting them hype. Meanwhile, Cynica and Onyx notice Ina and Aries stirring at the opposite end of the ring. They look at one another, shrug their shoulders, and bounce off the ropes and leap over the top, landing corkscrew body presses on Ina and Aries individually! RANDY THE PILOT: SUPER CYNCICA AND SUPER ONYXA! BRIAN MASON: Not used to seeing that from Onyx. She usually ground based. RANDY THE PILOT: It’s the influence of Cyncica! ALEXA CORRA: Shut up, Randy. Back in the ring, Luke is still down from the shot by the camera from Mentez as the legal, El Ladron, Eddie Ramirez perches up to the rope and hits a huge frog splash! With all everyone else busy, Ramirez makes the cover on the unconscious Wisia! ONE! VOLKOV TRIES TO GET INTO THE RING, BUT ONYX AND CYNCICA HOLD HIM OFF! TWO! ARIES SLIDES INTO THE RING, BUT GETS CAUGHT BY A DROPKICK FROM CARPENTIER! THREE! DING DING DING SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Here are your winners... Eddie Ramirez, Cyncica, Onyx, Salem Cartier and Onyx! Jason Mentez looks on from the outside at the fall RIP member before escaping through the audience. Onyx, Cyncica and Salem make their way toward Eddie and Carpentier, helping the men get to their feet. ALEXA CORRA: Jason Mentez is a cheat! Ain't he supposed to be at a hospital somewhere?! BRIAN MASON: Now, now Alexa. Lets not take away from a great match these ten HKW up and comers gave us. They deserve a standing applause. The team begins talking amongst one another, aside from Cyncica. The lights go out, and once they shine back on, the Protector of Hard Knox was nowhere to be seen. The four remaining team members exit the ring and pander to the crowd as Defiance goes to break. ![]() Scene opens up with Brian Gun in his locker room cracking his neck. He is cracking his neck and jumping up and down getting ready for later tonight. He looks at his purple headband that he’s getting infamously known for wearing. He laughs. Then out of nowhere, you see Zakk Lewis walk in on set, and the crowd immediately boos in the background. Zakk Lewis then opens ups a locker, and grabs a bottle of water. He takes a sip and looks at Brian Gun. ZAKK LEWIS: You seriously going to wear that? BRIAN GUN: What, are you afraid you’re going to be shown up by the man with a purple headband? Of course I’m going to wear this! ZAKK LEWIS: You look like that homo who lives next to my door. But atleast you aren’t a bitch like him. But tell me this, old man. Are you even capable of throwing off that dust later tonight? You haven’t wrestled since 1930, and I’m not even sure if you can even take a bump still. Sure, you can talk and bark. You’re like me. You’re fierce. I like that, but actionwise? I haven’t seen anything. You attack a fan. Okay, big whoop. Can you defeat the former HKW Champion with the schmuck from Harrisburg who you’re going head-to-head with? Hm? Zakk analyzes him. BRIAN GUN: First off Brian Gun with some rust is still better than this entire roster so you don’t have to worry about that. And you’re right, I haven’t wrestled in a long time. I haven’t proven myself in a long time either but I don’t have to. The whole entire wrestling world should know what I have done. I am the best thing to step into this business in a long long time, Zakk. You should just consider yourself lucky you get the honor of teaming with me. Zakk shakes his head and smirks. ZAKK LEWIS: Right. The honor. Oh, the ‘honor’. What honor? Did you learn that from that Truly Horrible Wrestling company you came from? From what I heard, the only honor you boys learned was that your leader was a fool. Heh! And then you went into a semi-retirement. Yeah, yeah. But, I’ve watched a couple of videos about you. You’re not so bad. I suppose. But, to be honest. Emilio will be mine. Em thinks he’s hot shit because he was a World Champion, but meh. I don’t care. You can take care of your buddy boy Drew. Drew is a man who thinks he can become World Champion of this company one day. Are you seriously gonna allow that? BRIAN GUN: Whether or not I allow it, he doesn’t have the talent to be. Drive can only get you into a fight, it won’t win it and I’ll show him that in time. Then out of nowhere, Joey Perello is on the scene. He nods to Zakk. Zakk acknowledges and looks at Brian. ZAKK LEWIS: We’ll get them later. Zakk then walks off scene with Joey. Brian Gun looks back and nods. The scene fades. |
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| Hard Knox Wrestling | Jun 9 2014, 02:45 AM Post #3 |
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The Knoxtron lights up for all of Reading, PA to see former HKW World Champion Jason Mentez walking confidently backstage after his first night back at a live show. The crowd cheers loudly taking in his previous actions against RIP at Breaking Point and also what took place so far tonight. The return was a long wait and he was more than satisfied with his actions. He still had on the blacked out HKW uniform ordained for the cameramen along ringside opting to take off the polo leaving on his white wife beater underneath. He throws the worthless shirt to the side and his face changes from focused to pleasant as he calls out to someone off camera. JASON MENTEZ: Mi belleza, lets go mami. Mentez sets his arm near a beautiful redbone woman familiar to those who know the Raye familia. Daniela Raye smiles as she hands him his pair of Cartier sunglasses and Jason gives her a quick kiss on the cheek in thanks. Jason puts his glasses on then places his arm around Daniela and they walk toward the exits of Santander Arena, a job well done. As they step closer to the doors Jason hears a voice calling him out. DAMIEN MARKS: AYE?! WHERE YOU THINK YOU GOIN’ ONE PUMPER!? The camera turns around and HKW interviewer Damien Marks jogging over. As he gets over to them he takes out a microphone from his back pocket. Before speaking to Jason he looks to his lady companion. He tilts his head up a little. DAMIEN MARKS: What’s good bitch? Damien looks over Jason. DAMIEN MARKS: Well if it ain’t the one second bitch nigga himself! Jason “Bitch Ass” Mentez...aka the Reapah Pinata! What’s good my nigga?! The fuck you doin’ round here? Daniela looks ready to jump but Jason looks at her and simply shakes his head. He reassures her with a calming wink and actually laughs a bit to himself. JASON MENTEZ: Yeah...eh? What’s good Damien? Make dat living calling vatos out making em uncomfortable si? Looking to make me lose my shit? Cute bit. It really is. Jason looks down at his injured knee for a moment before taking off his sunglasses and placing them on the collar of his beater. He closes in on Damien and keeps his tone cool and collected. JASON MENTEZ: Dat was the first and only time you will ever speak to her like that again. Your ONLY warning. The Bitch Asses...Reapah Pinata...One second bitch nigga’s… He laughs. Attempting to withhold what anger is sitting on edge. He wipes at the scruff along his chin before looking back down at him again. JASON MENTEZ: I fucks with you son. Call it like you wanna. But her?--dis one right here. I’ll fucking take that microphone and make you feel like dis arena just became cell block C. Me sientes? I’ll play ya game when it comes to me. Leave her out of it or I will give ya much worse than I gave that RuPaul ass gringo out dere. I’ll pay up to whip ya ass, aint shit to me, sabes? You want a worthwhile interview? Bet, lets do that. You just want ya fuckin ass beat? Stay dat shit one mo time. Damien laughs and shrugs his shoulders. DAMIEN MARKS: Aight bitch, chill ya tits. I see you around here and all that shit. Seen ya tweets….You comin’ back? Or you just visitin’? You done grown a pair? Jason smirks cockily at his attempts to irk him. JASON MENTEZ: Nah son, I’m just strolling thru. Hit a bitch you know? Stick n move. Man come on you know I’m coming back. Unlike some of dem before me I ain't leaving shit undone. Reapers did they number, twice. Ya say I’m the Reapah Pinata but I ain’t eva seen a pinata wreck somebody like I did tonight. If you gon kill a man you better make it a headshot. Unfortunately for the Bitches In Pride... Jason knocks a hand against the metal brace along his right knee. JASON MENTEZ: They don’t aim too well. Bet I do doe. For all the people on this roster dey done fucked with. All the people dey knocked down who still stands in front of them now? Niggas done went to other companies, into the armed forces, running far away from a job undone. Em...dats tha only colega left but he can’t even take his stand like he need to ‘cause he’s gotta split focus. Me? He shrugs. JASON MENTEZ: I been there. I sat at the Elks. I watched yall break and attempt to hide it when I punched Lance dead in his shit. Saw the disappointment knowing you lost one of the strongest and hardest on this roster. So hurt you couldn’t stand me continuing my rise cause at the end of the night--Title or not--EVERYONE knew what it was. Yall took my chance away to right dat shit so--each and every one of you will pay. The whole hierarchy from that bitch they still scraping off the floor to Lance’s inbred looking ass himself. Wrong fucking one BIP. Yall know yall done fucked up right? You do...or you will. Either way work for me. Damien looks around and back at Jason. DAMIEN MARKS: So I guess you grew a pair then? That’s good, that’s good for you. But to be honest bruh...You ain’t bout that life. You ain’t finna do shit. Little bitch nigga. Yeah, yo gon’ head and run yo mouth. Them niggas gonna put yo ass in the grave, bitch nigga. You ain’t gonna last two seconds. But aye whatever, I’ma let you and this bitch go to do whatever the fuck it is you low class Mexicans be doin’. Marks chucks the deuce and walks away. DAMIEN MARKS: Welcome back though my nigga! Marks leaves Jason and Daniela standing there. Jason more amused than anything Daniela much less than. DANIELA RAYE: Should’ve let me punch him in the face. Jason smiles down at his feisty companion. JASON MENTEZ: Chill mami. Ignorant ass can’t tell a Puerto Rican from a Mexican. His life more low class than anyone else here. So high on RIP he drinking Winter’s piss. Got the job to ride bitch on dey Harleys n shit. Someone gon fuck him up one day. DANIELA RAYE: Yeah...me. Jason laughs ushering her to the door. JASON MENTEZ: Come on with yo angry ass. Tryna fight somebody. They walk out the doors together laughing. ![]() Cameras shift backstage where we see Felicity Banks talking to one of the referees backstage, asking him where her brothers office is. The ref points her the right away as Felicity shoves him after he was finished, tossing her HKW World Championship around her shoulder. She sees that the office door is already open, pushing it just enough to see Brandon tossing a tennis ball up in the air without a care in the world. FELICITY BANKS: Having fun? Brandon looks over just as he tosses the ball back into the air, causing it to clunk him in the eye. BRANDON BANKS: Damnit, Fel. Knock on the door before you step into my office. You ain't special. Felicity chuckles and makes her way to Brandon's desk, sitting down in the chair in front of it, slamming her championship on his desk. FELICITY BANKS: Actually, I am. I'm your companies champion, yeah? What was is that you used to say? She rubs her chin sarcastically. FELICITY BANKS: Oh, yeah. I'M THE MAN! WOOOOO! Or in my case... I'M THE WOMAN! WOOOOOO! Brandon squints his eyes, but doesn't say anything as he picks up the tennis ball from the ground. FELICITY BANKS: No, seriously. I need to have a chat, employee to employer. As your champion, I don't think I should be forced to compete tonight against Xavier Asher Daniels. I mean, seriously. You do know I wrestled twice last week, AND I have a huge match in NAPW coming up... AND I have Brad Kane at Destiny. Felicity takes her championship of Brandon's desk and sets it on her lap. FELICITY BANKS: I know I pretty much challenge the dancing queen, but still. Brandon... You know I explode when someone gets on my nerves. That was... That was impulse. I didn't know what I was saying? He just pisses me off, constantly sticking whatevers left of his nose in my business. Felicity looks away, a look of disgust forming on her face as Brandon continues tossing up the tennis ball. FELICITY BANKS: But I know you guys need a match, so I came up with an idea! What if Ina and Neon replace me? I mean, they both would have already wrestled tonight so it wouldn't be unfair to Zavy. As a matter of fact, it fits perfectly. Handicap match! It almost looks like Brandon isn't paying attention to Felicity as she watches him and waits for him to say something. FELICITY BANKS: Are you gonna say something or are you just gonna ignore me? He finally stops tossing the tennis ball in the air, slowly turning his head to look at his sister. BRANDON BANKS: You kiddin' me right now, right? How in the hell you gonna come into my office tellin' me you need to a replacement for a match that you pretty much made. This was your idea, not mine. Not Risky's. Not Xavier's... Yours. FELICITY BANKS: B-But... Bu-- BRANDON BANKS: But nothin', Fel. Your match ain't gettin' touched. It's you and Xavier one on one with all them little stipulations y'all two decided to add. But you know what, Fel. To ensure that this match goes fair and square, I'ma add a few touches of my own. A bright smile appears on Felicity's features, assuming that Brandon was going to add something in her favor. BRANDON BANKS: Numero A. Ina and Neon are banned from ringside. And if they decide to ignore that and come anywhere near the ring, they will be suspended... And I don't play games when it comes to suspensions, Fel. You know that. The smile n Felicity's face? Gone. BRANDON BANKS: Numero B. We're gonna have a guest commentator for that match. I'd tell you who it is, but suspense brings ratings. I like suspense. FELICITY BANKS: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? SUSPENSE?! SUSPENSE?! HOW ABOUT SISTER. I'M YOUR SISTER. WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?! Brandon laughs uncontrollably, angering Felicity even more. FELICITY BANKS: OH EM GEE. She huffs and puffs before grabbing a pen off of Brandon's desk and tossing it at his head, nearly catching him in the face. FELICITY BANKS: ... Hate you right now. HAAAAYYYYYTTTTTTTTE... you. With that, Felicity turns around and drapes the championship around her shoulder before storming out of Brandon's office, letting out a screech just as she stepped out into the hallway. BRANDON BANKS: She'll be aight. Brandon goes back to tossing the tennis ball in the air as the scene fades. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: The following is a no disqualification match scheduled for one fall! "Sinister Kid" by The Black Keys begins to play as Chopz, followed closely behind by Leifi Maivia, appears at the top of the stairs. The audience boos them as loudly as they possibly can before Chopz shakes his head and begins making his way down the steps, Leifi not so far behind. The two do their best to avoid any contact with the fans, Chopz even growling at one of the children nearby so as to keep them away. Once the two are by the barricade, Chopz goes over it, one leg over the barricade, followed by the other. Leifi takes a quick leap over it and lands on his feet before walking over to Chopz and slapping him on the back, shouting words of encouragement as he makes his way into the ring. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Introducing first, from Orange County, California; weighing in at 250 pounds, representing RIP, he is CHOPZ! ALEXA CORRA: That's one big, bad dude. RANDY THE GUY: Got hella lotta tats too. The audience continues to boo until Chopz's theme fades out. It is quickly replaced by "Wide Is The Gate" by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus begins to blare throughout the arena and the audience begins to cheer as Colton Sterling, one half of the HKW World Tag Team champions, steps out from behind the curtain with his eyes locked on Chopz in the ring. Behind him steps out the other guy holding a tag team title strap, Jaxon Queen. After a pat on the back from Jaxon, Colton begins his descend down the ramp and towards the ring, while Jaxon slaps hands with some of the fans. Once ringside, Colton slides into the ring, while Jaxon circles around and keeps his distance from Leifi, shouting something off at him. In the ring, Colton has gone to the opposite corner and removed the tag title from around his waist before flashing it at Chopz. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: And his opponent, from Tampa Bay, Florida; weighing in at 201 pounds, he is one half of the HKW World Tag Team champions, COLTON STERLING! BRIAN MASON: Here is the man a lot of people believe was screwed two weeks ago during Defiance 16. Colton Sterling lasted for over 50 minutes in the battle royal, only to come THIS close. ALEXA CORRA: And he still lost to the Queen B! So, who cares? Once Colton hands the title over to the referee, he hands it to Sadie and she exits the ring, allowing the ref to start up the match. ![]() vs. ![]() DING! DING! DING! Colton and Chopz slowly circle the ring, but all hell breaks loose almost immediately as Leifi charges around and blindsides Jaxon Queen with a Superman punch that rattles his jaw and lays him out. Colton turns to see this and makes an unwise decision as Chopz is able to hit him with a big boot that floors him! Colton falls to the mat and rolls around in pain, holding his jaw. Leifi applauds Chopz as he grabs Colton by the head and tosses him back first into a corner. Chopz begins putting the knees to Colton in the corner, while Leifi grabs Jaxon by the head and tosses him into the barricade. BRIAN MASON: Of course things go crazy right away! Once Chopz lets go of Colton, the young man out of Tampa Bay falls to the ground. Chopz looks around at Leifi and tells him to get him a weapon. Leifi complies and quickly heads over to the ring announcer area, where he grabs one of the free chairs there before walking over to the ring and sliding in for Chopz to use. When Chopz gets the weapon in his hands, he begins motioning for Colton to get to his feet, a sickening grin appearing on his face. Once Colton gets to his feet, Chopz nails him in the midsection with the steel chair, keeling him over. The Hellhound then raises up the chair and smashes it into the back of Colton, laying him out. After he's done with the chair, he tosses it aside and attempts a pinfall. ALEXA CORRA: Colton Sterling just wen night night! RANDY THE GUY: Come on, my dude! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Colton just manages to get his hand up at the last second, surprising Chopz and Leifi. Meanwhile, Jaxon is slowly getting to his feet and Leifi notices as he begins to go after him again....only for Michael Alexander and Jinzai to make their way down the ramp and heading straight for Leifi! Leifi, noticing this, quickly begins running away as Jinzai goes straight after him while Michael checks on Jaxon. Leifi turns a corner, but as soon as Jinzai turns the same corner, he is met with a spinning clothesline by Chopz that lays him out! Chopz then looks at Leifi and motions for him to get rid of Michael and Jaxon. Leifi nods as he begins running around again before hitting Michael Alexander from behind! BRIAN MASON: All hell is breaking loose! Leifi quickly grabs a dazed Michael by the head head tosses him into the steel post, his skull bouncing off of it with a thud! Michael slumps down to the mat, but when Leifi turns around to go after Jaxon, he is met with a right hook to the face! The two begin brawling back and forth and all the way up against the barricade. Meanwhile, Chozp has slid back into the ring, where he is met with a boot to the jaw that dazes him, Colton Sterling connecting with a bicycle kick to cheers from the audience. The Future Shock member than grabs Chopz and pulls him into a roll up pin! RANDY THE GUY: Rollup by that boy Colton! ALEXA CORRA: Oh, it can't end like this! ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: The winner of this match, COLTON STERLING! Colton releases Chopz as soon as he hears the bell ring and gets to his feet, raising his arms high up in the air while Chopz looks stunned that he was caught in a rollup. When Colton sees Leifi attacking his tag team partner though, he quickly exits the ring and hits Leifi from behind before grabbing him by his long black hair and kneeing him repeatedly in the face! BRIAN MASON: Look at Colton going off! But, Chopz, obviously angered that he lost this fast, quickly slides out of the ring as well, right behind Colton, but continues to let him go to to work on Leifi as he begins searching underneath the ring for a weapon before pulling out...a long steel chain. Chopz quickly wraps the thing around his fist as he watches Jaxon Queen stumble forward and away from Colton's sight, allowing Chopz to lay him out with a steel chain wrapped punch! RANDY THE GUY: DOWN GOES JAXON! DOWN GOES JAXON! Jinzai has slid back into the ring and goes charging forward towards Chopz looking for a suicide dive! But, Chopz manages to dodge it, sending Jinzai crashing into Colton, which sends the Floridian into the barricade! Jinzai lands on his feet and looks at what he's just done in shock before turning around and getting nailed with the same type of punch from Chopz that Jaxon fell victim to! Jinzai falls to the ground! Michael Alexander is holding his head as he gets to his feet, but he's met with a steel chain wrapped punch to the face as well, laying him out. ALEXA CORRA: What'd I tell you? Chopz is one bad dude! When Chopz turns around, he notices Leifi is on one knee, holding his head, while Colton stumbles backwards, holding his midsection. Chopz sneers as he looks at Colton before unwrapping the steel chain from his fist...and wrapping it around Colton's neck! Colton's eyes widen in shock as he grabs at the chain, only for Chopz to wrap it around and squeeze as hard as he possibly can before yanking Colton to the ground! The audience almost seems disgusted by this act as it has gone completely silent as they watch Colton writhe around like a fish out of water, grabbing at the chain. BRIAN MASON: This is disgusting! Absolutely disgusting! Someone put a stop to this! The ref of the match begins yelling at Chopz to let go before more refs and backstage workers, including trainer Sean Sands, begin making their way out and down the ramp. Colton's face is turning red and he seems to be fading before Sands shoves Chopz off of Sterling, forcing Chopz to let go of the hold. Chopz eyes down Sands, but Sands and the rest of the refs tell him and Leifi to scram. The Hellhounds smirk as they look at the wreckage surrounding them before heading over to the barricade and hopping over, exiting the way they entered. Colton is out cold as the rest of the victims writhe around in pain, Jaxon getting to all fours and crawling over to Colton to see what happened to his tag team partner. Some of the refs check on Michael and Jinzai, while some medics come down to check on Sterling and make sure that no real injury was suffered as the scene slowly fades out to Jinza and Michael getting to their feet and eyeing down the Reapers Hellhounds. BRIAN MASON: If there wasn't some bad blood between these teams already, I'd say it has gotten real...REAL physical between these two teams! RANDY THE GUY: They gonna kill each other, bruh. Shit. Chopz almost did. Winner: Colton Sterling (6:33) ![]() Scene opens up with Kenzie Valerie in the backstage with Drew Thornton. KENZIE VALERIE: I'm here with Drew Thornton, who has made it to his first main event here in HKW. Drew, how do you feel? DREW THORNTON: Alive! I feel great and alive. I've never been so pumped in my life. But, in all seriousness, I'm happy. I've went through a lot, and I'm glad to see that in my rookie year that I am able to accomplish this feat. It's a great experience and it's only a matter of time before I'm able to become the face of HKW, and take it into a great direction. KENZIE VALERIE: That's great. But one thing, you're facing off Zakk Lewis and Brian Gun tonight. How do you feel about the two? DREW THORNTON: Heh. Well, Zakk is just a guy who was alone in the world, and the only people that would take them in as family was RIP. As I can respect that, his actions are very maddening. I'm not sure exactly what Zakk has up his sleeve come Destiny when he faces off his older brother. But, it'll be an eventful night. And if he one of the two actually do die, It'll hurt HKW's image, in my opinion. We're not a company that gives the wrestlers a real deathmatch. We're a professional company. And out of nowhere, Brian Gun appears on screen greeting by boos back from the background. BRIAN GUN: And you were about to speak about Brian Gun. Go ahead, and speak. What were you going to say about him? DREW THORNTON: I was going to say he better keep his purple headbanded wearing self out of people's spotlight, because this isn't your business, Gun. BRIAN GUN: Oh, but you see. It is my business. Brian Gun's name was mentioned, so therefore it becomes MY business. You think you're really going to become the next HKW World Champion one day? You make Brian Gun laugh. No one wants a big faced baffoon for a champion. Not even some rotten kid from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. DREW THORNTON: Well, at least I can say I've made it to a main event in my rookie year. If I'm not mistaken, this is your FIRST main event ever, and you've been wrestling how many years now? The crowd starts to laugh. BRIAN GUN: Wise guy. Brian Gun at the time and still isn't at the time caring for some spotlight. Why would Brian Gun give a shit about the Main Event. Punching a wall is more assurance to know that Brian Gun is the best damn wrestler in HKW. The crowd is heard booing. DREW THORNTON: Oh, the best damn wrestler, huh? Tell me Gun. Since when did the best damn wrestler in HKW become such an asshole in the system. You haven't even had a World Championship match in your career. So why are you blabbing you're the best? I'll tell you what the best. Opening a can of whup ass on Brian Gun. The crowd cheers. Brian Gun then gets into Drew's face. BRIAN GUN: Then prove it tonight. Brian Gun then walks off scene. The scene fades. ![]() The ring is decorated with a black carpet and four seats surrounding a table set in the center of the ring. On the center of the table, sets a contract reading “No Limits Championship” with Destiny’s logo. ALEXA CORRA: You know what time it is, don’t you fellas? It’s time for the No Limits Championship contract signing! BRIAN MASON: This war between Vialpando and Perello has been going on since the very inception of HKW. This… This will be the first of many encounters between two of the best talents in HKW. RANDY THE PILOT: Selena’s about to be out right now! Yah Selena! Dale by. Don Amar feat. Fabolous hits the PA System and fans stand up cheering as Chief of Staff Selena King steps out onto the stage with a smile on her face as she looks out to the crowd. She begins to make her way down the ramp to the ring with RED and his men following close behind. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: On her way to the ring, the Chief of Staff of Hard Knox Wrestling….SELENA KING! Selena waves to a few fans as she steps up the steps and climbs into the ring. She picks up a microphone that was placed on the table. The fans stop cheering letting her speak. SELENA KING: Hello! As you can see it is time for our contract signing for the No Limits Championship!!!!! The two men in this match have been butting heads ever since Joey Perello came to Hard Knox and we are finally getting the one-on-one match we have been waiting for! And just for a precaution, I’ve asked RED to come out with a few of his guys to make sure this is a peaceful contract signing. So let’s have our champion come out first. Mr. Perello… STEP RIGHT UP! You are the next contestant on the price is right! The crowd goes dead, waiting on the arrival of the No Limits champion… On a long and lonesome highway east of Omaha You can listen to the engines, moanin' out it's one old song You can think about the woman, or the girl you knew the night before The ovation from the crowd is a mixture of cheers and jeers as Joseph Perello makes his way onto the ramp, his championship hanging around his neck. He scans the crowd and looks out in front of him before taking his steady pace toward the ring. But your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do When you're riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do You don't feel much like ridin', you just wish the trip was through Perello stands in front of the ring and eyes down the scenery inside before making his way up the steps and into the ring. He gives Selena a wink, letting her know everything’s fine as his music dies down, slowly grabbing one of the microphone on the table. He takes a look at the contract out of the corner of his eye and just chuckles. As his music starts dying down, Perello raises the microphone to his lips, ready to say something. JOEY PERELLO: Interesting. He begins wandering around the ring, making brief eye contact with Selena. JOEY PERELLO: How long has it been now, Selena? About seven, nearly eight months since Emilio and I had our first altercation. I remember that day clearly. He slaps his No Limits Championship onto the table, taking a moment to shut his eyes and think. JOEY PERELLO: I was ready to light up a cigarette, when this punk kid ripped it out of my mouth. Right then and there, I should’ve laid him out. But he was just… a kid. I’m not old myself, Selena. I’m only in my upper twenties, but Emilio? That little boy is still learning… Perello pulls out a cigarette from behind his ear, and makes his way toward the ropes closest to the entry ramp. JOEY PERELLO: Do we still remember the hot headed Emilio Vialpando? The one who did not care about the HKW talent, nor the company, hm? The same guy who didn’t classify HKW as a “pro” company. He always stated, if I were to go “pro” I’d go here and there… He disrespects this company. A brand that Banks and Bridges Inc. built from nearly nothing… Perello takes a look at the crowd, reading some of the signs. JOEY PERELLO: And Emilio disrespects it. He disrespects it all. The brand! The owners! The talent in the back! The network!... And even you fans. He’s disrespecting you fans because you buy tickets to see us. You buy our merchandise. You fans turned this from a developmental territory, to one of the most successful companies out there… And Emilio disrespects each and every one of you. Yet, you cheer. You cheer because he panders to you. My brothers and I of RIP? We may not pander to you, but we do what’s right for you. Answer this, do any of you miss Mark Tango? Crickets… JOEY PERELLO: Do you miss 420 B.C? Crickets…. JOEY PERELLO: Do you miss Cain Morg--- Just as Perello goes to finish his sentence, “Bout That Life” hits the PA System as the lights in the arena begin to flash red, white and green. It's so hard for me to sit back here, in this studio Looking at a guy out here hollering my name When last year I spent more money on spilt liquor In bars from one side of this world to the other, than you made You're talking to the Rolex wearing, diamond ring wearing, kiss stealing (WOO!) Wheeling dealing, Limousine riding, Jet Flying, son of a gun! As the base drops fireworks erupt from the stage as Emilio looks up to the crowd with a cocky like smirk. He laughs a little as the fans fill the arena with cheers and chants of LAX. He looks down to the ring seeing Joey a bit aggravated by Emilio interrupting him. These pussy ass niggas Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (you ain't bout that life) x8 Emilio chuckles a little and stops in the middle of the ramp looking around to the fans with a smile on his face. He points out to them acknowledging their love for him. Niggas wanna act loco? Who you with? numerous shots from the fo fo Young nigga in the low low Jumpin' out the thing with a little bad bitch like YOLO He then slides into the ring letting the music die down as he walks climbs up on the turnbuckle near the announcers table. holding up “LA” with his fingers and slaps his chest yelling out “LAX” with the fans. He smiles and hops down grabbing the other microphone left for him off of the table. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Excuse me Joey...Wait what am I sayin’, it wasn’t like you was really sayin’ shit really right? Talkin’ bout I disrespect the fans? The talent? The staff? The company as a whole? I “always” said if I wanted to go pro I would? Lemme correct where you’re wrong Perrello, I’ve only said that if I wanted to go “pro” I’d venture off to big name companies when this company was actually a developmental program. And by saying that it was never disrespectful because that’s exactly what HKW is here for. Never have I once said or acted like I didn’t give a fuck about anybody in the back so I don’t get where the hell you get that shit from. Hell, I don’t even know where any of you bum ass niggas get your information from. You won me the HKW Championship? Yeah, no you didn’t. I’m sick and fuckin’ tired of hearin’ you say that stupid ass shit. I didn’t claim bein’ champion when you ho ass niggas came out and decided who should be the champ with a simple coin flip...But when we actually had a match where the belt was on the line then I won it...That’s when my championship reign really began. And the funny thing is...I’ve said this shit numerous times and I still gotta hear that dumb shit from you. Emilio shakes his head as fans chant LAX. EMILIO VIALPANDO: And these fans? I love each and every one of my fans...Unlike you niggas. Don’t try and come out here and try and justify any goddamn thing you’ve done since you got here. Ever since y’all came here you have caused nothin’ but trouble. You have harmed everyone from fans all the way up to members of our staff. You say doin’ good for these fans and the company when you are just a cancer within the company. Keep your fuckin’ lies Perrello. I ain’t tryna hear that shit. JOEY PERELLO:A cancer, Vialpando? A cancer? You might not want to admit this, Emilio… But deep down in your heart of hearts you know that HKW needs people like me. HKW needs people like Lance Winters. If it weren’t for us, this place would be filled with shameless ass kissers. Perello walks up toward Selena. JOEY PERELLO: Congratulations, Selena. You may have lost out there, but you did a GREAT job! He turns to Emilio, reaching out his hand. JOEY PERELLO: Congratulations, Emilio. You may have lost your championship, but you did so darn good as champion! He lowers his gaze, scoffing before looking back at Emilio. JOEY PERELLO: Is that something you want to hear, Emilio. My friend, you are from the street. It doesn’t get any more street than Emilio Vialpando, and YOU of all people would be okay with getting your ass kissed left and right after being defeated? No, Emilio. That’s why I say this is all an act. I may not know you very well, but there’s a reason you and I… We sort of clicked when we met, and it’s because deep down… We both understood that our DNA is the same. You don’t like taking the easy way out, and neither do I. What made us class was the fact that YOU ARE from the streets… LAX. The crowd gives a small pop to the mention of LAX. JOEY PERELLO: And me? I was an officer of the law. We’re bound to be mortal enemies, Emilio. We were put on this world to hate one another, and look how that story turned out. Perello lowers the microphone, shaking his head. JOEY PERELLO:Hard Knox Wrestling is a PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING company. Whether it be developmental, which we’re past, Independent, which we are, or Major, which we strive to be… We are all professional, Emilio… And that…. That’s why it drives me insane that these people cheer you. What kind of professional wears… He points at Emilio’s clothing. JOEY PERELLO: That? What kind of professional uses the verbage that you do? The answer is none, Emilio. See, it’s okay in Hard Knox Wrestling to use racists words as slang, because hey! Everyone does it. Instead of calling a friend buddy, you children call your friend… How do you say… Your nigga? Perello scoffs, smirking at the end of his comment. JOEY PERELLO: And that’s what upsets me, Emilio. You are a lot brighter, and more talented than the Bank$quiats and the Sunshine Tony’s, but you’re falling down their same path. And look where they are, Emilio! LOOK WHERE THEY ARE!... Perello inches closer to Emilio. JOEY PERELLO: They are gone, Emilio. And even if they come back, they will be gone again. You? You’ve stuck with HKW through thick and thin, proving you were a better man than them. Now, at Destiny… I find out how tough… How much of a man you really are. Our match, Emilio? Perello shakes his head. JOEY PERELLO: It’s not a match, Emilio… It’s a war. A true testament of both of our careers in HKW and moving forward. I can’t say that this is make or break for us, because it’s not. We both have bright futures in professional wrestling… But come Destiny… I’m taking a piece of your future away when I dominate you and prove why I am the No Limits Champion this company needs. You don’t have to like it, Emilio… But you will respect it. EMILIO VIALPANDO: The fuck I look like respectin-- SELENA KING: Ahem! Selena quickly butts in before the tension grows even more. SELENA KING: Fellas we got a contract to sign, may I remind you? Now if you both will kindly take a seat so we can get on with this, thank you very much! Emilio looks over to Selena and breathes out slowly. He kindly nods and makes his way over to the table. He looks around to the fans chanting LAX as he does so before taking his seat. Perello slithers his way past Selena, but never takes a seat at the desk, clicking the pen and looking up to watch Emilio’s body movements. Perello looks down at the contract, and reads aloud the first words he sees. JOEY PERELLO: … An Empty Facility match? Our biggest pay per view of the year, and this companies two biggest stars aren’t even going to be present for the actual event? You’re secluded us to the Hard Knox Facility? Perello tosses his pen down onto the table and shakes his head. The crowd isn’t thrilled by the idea either as Perello gazes up at Emilio. JOEY PERELLO:Is that what you want, Emilio? Instead of putting on a fight in front of twelve thousand people, you want to be secluded at the training facility? Instead of performing in front of twelve thousand loud HKW fans, you want to be trapped with me inside the facility with a few cameramen? Perello shakes his head. JOEY PERELLO: I don’t think so. You pride yourself on being the franchise player of HKW… How can you be the franchise player, if you aren’t even playing ball on the same court? The crowd respond with a mixed reaction. Emilio looks down thinking to himself taking in the reactions of the fans. He looks up out to the fans and nods. EMILIO VIALPANDO: You’re right...I do wanna be here for my fans. I wanna put on a show for them. I want them to see the beatin’ of a lifetime I’ma put on you. Nah bruh, I ain’t lettin’ them miss that. Emilio looks down at the contract and slides it back over to Selena. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Nah...That shit ain’t good enough ma. Selena looks down at the contract, biting down on her bottom lip. It takes a moment, but the Chief of Staff gets an idea, grabbing a Sharpie off the desk, and crossing out the “Empty Facility Match” writing. She scribbles something else on, and takes a quick look at both champion and challenger before setting the contract back on the table. SELENA KING: How does that look? Perello looks over Selena’s shoulder first, and without wasting a second, he signs the contract, pleased to read the stipulation the crowd. He tosses the pen across the table, and waits on Emilio. Emilio takes a moment to read it. As he reads the new stipulation he smiles and nods. Vialpando quickly signs the contract and slides it back over to Selena King with a smirk on his face. SELENA KING: And it’s official! Emilio Vialpando will take on Joseph Perello in an LAST MAN STANDING match for the No Limits Championship! Before Selena could say another word, Perello steps in front of her, and gets nose to nose with the former HKW Championship. JOEY PERELLO: There’s no escape, Vialpando. You just signed your own death certificate. And this time… Nobody will be there to help you win. Right at that moment Emilio jumps up out of the chair and dives for Perello leading with a punch. Taking Joey off guard Emilio begins hitting a few combinations before Perello is able to recover. Both men seeming pretty even while trading punches now in the middle of the ring. Selena in the corner startled by the mele taking forth in front of her eyes. Fans cheer on both men fighting bias to each man. Suddenly Emilio gets a quick elbow shot in Joey’s jaw resulting in a “LAX” pop! RED and his security rush in soon after separating the men from one another. EMILIO VIALPANDO: FUCK YOU AND RIP! ALL OF Y’ALL ARE DONE FOR! FUCKIN’ DONE! RED and another one of his men begin escorting Emilio up the ramp as the fans chant LAX. ALEXA CORRA: Did you see that cheap shot he took on Joey? Ain’t Emilio supposed to be the good guy? Dirty as fuck. BRIAN MASON: Cheap shot?! Yeah that was far from it! I don’t care what you say, Emilio has every right to beat Perello’s ass. RANDY THE PILOT: In other news, we got a Last Man Standing match for the No Limits Championship at Destiny. Wonder if Chipotle gonna be sponsoring that? The scene then fades away. |
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![]() ALEXA CORRA: Oh yeah, somebody bout to get they ass whooped now! BRIAN MASON: Yeah, Lance Winters. RANDY THE PILOT: What's good with y'all choosin' sides? Can't we just enjoy a good match without the bias bull shit?! ALEXA & BRIAN: SHUT UP RANDY! The camera pans inside the ring where Sadie stands... SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: The upcoming match is a grudge match! The fans cheer amped up for the upcoming match. 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. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 200 Pounds, KAI!!! 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. BRIAN MASON: Luke Wisia & Lance Winters have crossed the line way to many time when it comes to Kai, and I think it's about time Kai shuts their damn mouths for good. ALEXA CORRA: Yeah cause that went so well for Emilio Vialpando last Defiance right? Shut that shit up Brian, can't nobody really stop Prez! He the top shotta around here and it's about time you start realizing that! RANDY THE PILOT: *sigh* My boys Tony & Bank$ could be both these foo's asses no problem. 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. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: On His Way To The Ring, Standing 6'3" and 205 lbs, The President of the Reapers In Pride...........LANCE WINTERS! 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 him the man pulls his arms away and pushes the fans away. Even sometimes getting in their faces just to laugh at them and tell them off on occasions. When reaching the barricade he looks around the arena once more. 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 He laughs then hops over the barricade. Slides into the ring and steps into the center of the ring. He looks over to the announcers desk giving them a mug smile he quickly turns away from them setting his eyes on the announcer. He looks at her up and down and spits at her feet. Watching her flinch he chuckles. Trembling Crawling across my skin Feeling your cold dead eyes Stealing the life of mine Lance then walks over to the nearby turnbuckle. As he climbs to the top he takes a seat leaning over resting his elbows on his knees. He looks around the arena again and begins to laugh for no reason. His smile soon begins to fade as he is now serious and turns his attentions towards the opposite corner waiting for the match to begin. BRIAN MASON: This cocky son ofa bitch...KICK HIS ASS KAI! KICK HIS FUCKING ASS! ALEXA CORRA: Oh shut yo disrespectful ass up! You lucky Prez don't walk over here and put the paws on you and take yo spot like he did before. RANDY THE PILOT: HAHA! Yeah I remember that shit! Sadie leaves the ring as the ref slides in the ring quickly as Kai and Lance meet up in the middle of the ring forehead to forehead. Kai with an emotionless face and Lance smirking a bit. As the ref pushes the two away from each other Lance blows a kiss to Kai before backing up laughing. ![]() vs. ![]() DING DING DING The two circle around each other before linking up in the middle of the ring. Lance quickly uses his dirty tactics pulling the hair back of Kai and punching him in the face as hard as he could sending Kai down on the match holding his nose checking if there was any blood. The ref backs up Lance giving him a warning. Lance laughs it off and taunts Kai to get up and fight him. Kai gets back up and waves Lance over. Winters makes his way over to Kai with a smile on his face in his fighting stance. Kai then grabs a hold of Lance starting to hit a few rapid fire headbutts. Kai then irish whips Lance into the ropes and goes to bounce off the other ropes. Lance stops himself wrapping his arms on the ropes while Kai goes to bounce off the ropes but....ACELIN TATE HOPES UP ON THE RING APRON AND HITS KAI WITH A ELBOW SMASH! BRIAN MASON: WHAT THE FUCK?! The fans quickly boo as they witness the new member of the Reapers interfering early in the match. The referee quickly calls a stop the match after calling for the bell. Lance leans up against the ropes with a smile on his face watching Kai drop to his knees holding the back of his head. Other members of the Reapers such as the Reapers Hellhounds, Zakk Lewis and Luke Wisia are seen hopping over the barricade joining Tate at ringside. Luke is seen snatching a microphone away from from a crew member. He tosses the mic inside the ring to Lance who catches it. RIP slides into the ring and the Reapers Hellhounds grab Kai making sure he stays on his knees. The other three stand there watching pleased with what is about to happen. LANCE WINTERS: Kai....You have became quite the nuisance to me and the boys for far too long. BUT YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN GREAT GREAT FUN! No doubt about that bud...But fun time is...OVER! Lance reaches inside his back pocket and takes out a switchblade. He looks at it with a sinister grin on his face. As he reaches Kai he hold up his head so that he's looking up to him. LANCE WINTERS: And the fact you are standing in my way of my heart...It's about that time you get THE FUCK out of my way. Don't worry...I WILL have fun doing this, don't you worry about that my boy. Lance looks around the crowd of Reading, PA. He chuckles. LANCE WINTERS: Everyone, SAY BYE BYE TO KAI! Lance begins stroking the tip of the knife on Kai's chin leading town to his neck. LANCE WINTERS: It's been a pleasure Kai... Suddenly "Brackish" by. Kittie hits the PA System and there is for No Limits Champion Ava Adore standing at the top of the ramp! The fans explode into a roar of cheers as they see her. BRIAN MASON: YES! ALEXA CORRA: WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT'S SHE DOING HERE?! RANDY THE PILOT: TITTYS!!!!! The Reapers stand there in the ring shocked to see her and Lance smiles as if he's seen the love of his life for the very first time. Ava begins sprinting down to the ring and the all of the Reapers get out of the ring and hop back over the barricade. Lance stands there among the crowd with a smile on his face staring at Ava as she stands by Kai staring right back at him in rage. Lance turns and heads back up the staircase as the scene fades away. ![]() The scene opens up with the HonorTron, and nothing is playing. But out comes Zakk Lewis, to where he is greeted with boos. However, he's not in his sarcastic laughing mood. He's pissed. He walks out with a microphone in his hand. He sighs, and puts the microphone to his mouth. ZAKK LEWIS: Oh yeah. Right, boo me. Booooo me. Because, I, was going to the win the HKW World Championship and yet I didn't because your little hero who couldn't give a shit about you decides to put himself in the match and I get eliminated because of him? You morons are a fool to be praising him about that. He then starts to walk down the ramp. ZAKK LEWIS: And in this period of time, you still all want to cheer for the wrong people in this company. I honestly couldn't careless if you cheer for me. But you would cheer for Jesse Lewis, and assholes like Michael Alexander. You know, to be honest, I haven't even watched a Michael Alexander match nor have I seen a segment of his, so I really don't know if you do cheer or boo him. He then walks up the steps and gets into the ring. ZAKK LEWIS: But this. This? Jesse doing this to me? No. He's going to pay. And yes, I did try to burn his house down. However, the plan foiled. The plan was ruined, because he knew what I was going to do and thus he decided to attack in my own car. Now, he says it wasn't him, but I call bullshit. Bullshit is an understatement. I want Jesse Lewis to come out here right now and confront me like a man. He wants to hide behind a shadow face. Well it's time for the darkness to see the light. It's time for Jesse Lewis and I to have a wee bit of a chat. Zakk then demands a chair. He is thrown one. He picks up the chair and unfolds it and sits. ZAKK LEWIS: So, without further ado. I present to you... Jesse Lewis! The crowd begins to cheer, however, no music is playing. The crowd starts looking at each other. Zakk then laughs. ZAKK LEWIS: I said... I present to youuuuu... JEEEEESSSSEE LEWWWWWWWWWWWWWIS! Still nothing. Zakk then gets frustrated and gets up. ZAKK LEWIS: You see he's afraid. He is afraid of wh-- Then the lights turn out. The crowd then all gasp and start to scream. The HonorTron then shows a symbol. A question mark. And out of nowhere, a fire explosion happens, and you see 10 men wearing black hoodies with the V for Vendetta masks carrying a torch. The crowd starts to gasp. Zakk Lewis then drops the microphone and stares at the men. The men come down the ramp and start to surround the ring. The lights turn on, and one of the masked men enter the ring, and looks at Zakk and tilts his head. He then looks down and grabs the microphone. The masked man then starts to speak, but when he speaks. The voice sounds deeper than a usual human voice. MASKED MAN: For the forces of evil comes past the threshold, do we live for now? Or live for later. You, Zachary Lewis, have played with fire with evil forces. You think you are elite? You think you're the 1%? You think you're the one who will eliminate all? You think you will kill evil? Hahaha. No, my son, you are living in the fantasy world. Fantasies is what you believe in. How can you believe a fantasy? It's time for you to open your inner eye, and see the truth. The lights turn off, and the HonorTron starts to play a video. It shows some static, and then it shows a little baby boy. The video appears to look like 1920's movie technology quality. There's doctors walking around. There are papers nearby that say the name 'Jesse Lewis'. The doctors then pick up the baby, and bring him into a room filled with lit candles. The doctors then walk away. Seconds later, three black figures walk in and look at the baby. They then are seen doing a ritual. BLACK FIGURE (in video): This baby.... Will be the one. The video then fades. The scene then shows the lights turned back on with Zakk Lewis confused. The masked man then begins to circle him. MASKED MAN: While you stay in Oblivion and not realizing the truth. Jesse Lewis is not a human being as you think he is. He is one of us. A mortal who was inflicted with the Curse of Anon since the first few minutes of his life. He was told to abandon his family. Told to become a warrior. Told to make the ultimate sacrifice of his own sibling. You, are the one and only sibling. The only sibling that Jesse Lewis must make that sacrifice so that the Curse can be lifted. Do you not see? Do you not realize why Jesse Lewis cannot cope with society like a normal human being? He's above you. And you. You are the sacrifice. And you volunteered. Zakk makes a confused look. The masked man is heard laughing. MASKED MAN: By you enraging Jesse Lewis, you've awoken the evil that lies within his heart. You've awoken his true mission in this world. He didn't leave your family, because he deserted you all. He left your family out of his own will to not fulfil his mission. But, it is the prophecy, and prophecy says you are the sacrifice. But why would we come out here to tell you this. Why would we forewarn the inevitable? And what's the inevitable truth. The first question is why would we tell you this. Because seeing a challenge of you defending yourself is for our amusement. And the inevitable truth is that you stand no chance. People believe in legends, people believe in Jesse Lewis. People believe that the weak will persih, people believe that in you. But the true inevitable truth is that: You will die at Destiny. Zakk then widen his eyes, and drops on his bottom almost in fear. The masked man then tilts his head and slowly approaches Zakk. MASKED MAN: When the clock dings, and the moon is full. So will the power of Anon, and the curse will flow through the stadium. You will have the chance to defend yourself. But, the spirit within your brother is too deep. Spirit is the evil spirit. Z is the letter for evil. You will be the victim of Spirit Z. Zakk then shakes his head and immediately crawls around, and jumps out of the ring and runs up to the curtain. He looks back. And the masked man turns around to face him. MASKED MAN: Running will not alter the future plans. Zakk then shakes his head again, and leaves the scene. The lights then suddenly turn off for 30 seconds, and then appear open. Revealing no one else in the ring or ringside. Scene then fades. ![]() SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a Relaxed Rules Tag Team Match! Introducing first… ‘Everybody Loves Me’ by OneRepublic is heard all throughout the arena and once the singing begins, Brian Gun walks out onto the stage and stops for a moment. He looks throughout the crowd and waves them off as if he doesn’t need them. He steps foot on the ramp down to the ring as Gun decides to taunt to the crowd getting a negative reaction. He then continues to walk down the ramp. He stops at the end of the ramp and then he gets in the ring under the bottom rope and he stands up on a turnbuckle and he simply points at the crowd and then back at himself to remind them who is better. He hops down and awaits his partner and opponents. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: From Los Angeles, California, weighing 214 pounds… Brian Gun! And his partner… Yonkers by. Tyler The Creator comes on, and Zakk Lewis comes out with his arms in an X in the air, then lays his arms down, and walks to the ring. He gets on the steps, and gets into the ring and gets ready for the match. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: From Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 205 pounds… Zakk Lewis! And their opponents… "Pool of Fears" by Scars of Life plays and dry ice smoke arises from the entrance way. At 18 seconds into the song, Drew walks out to the cheers and puts his arms in the air. He then walks towards the ring, and walks up the steps. Getting into the ring, he walks over to a turnbuckle, and climbs to the top and puts an arm in the air for another pop. He looks back, and jumps back down. His music fades. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Ladies and Gentleman. Hailing from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania...... DREW THORNTON! And his partner… Bout That Life hits the PA System as the lights in the arena begin to flash red, white and green. It's so hard for me to sit back here, in this studio Looking at a guy out here hollering my name When last year I spent more money on spilt liquor In bars from one side of this world to the other, than you made You're talking to the Rolex wearing, diamond ring wearing, kiss stealing (WOO!) Wheeling dealing, Limousine riding, Jet Flying, son of a gun! As the base drops fireworks erupt from the stage as Emilio looks up to the crowd with a cocky like smirk. He nods and begins to make his way down the ramp slapping his chest and yelling out to the crowd. "LAX MUFUCKA! LAX!" These pussy ass niggas Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life He nods and sprints towards the ring. As he slides in the ring he quickly pops up and sprints over to the nearest turnbuckle As he climbs to the second turnbuckle he again slaps his chest and points out to the crowd. He nods as he seems very confident in himself. He then points to the sky and crosses his heart before stepping down to the mat. He then awaits for his opponent. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Weighing at 195 lbs., standing 6 feet tall...All the way from Los Angeles, CA! EMILIO VIALPONDO!!!!!! ![]() ![]() vs. ![]() ![]() DING DING DING! As the bell rings and the two teams split up, going right after each other. Thornton has Gun backed up into the corner, hitting him with several body shots, while Zakk has Emilio backed up into an opposite corner, laying into him with kicks. Zakk pulls Emilio out and then sends him back into the corner, chest-first. Emilio bounces out and Zakk goes for a back suplex but Emilio flips through with his own momentum and lands on his feet behind Zakk. Gun slides under the arm of Thornton and levels Emilio from behind with a clothesline to the back of the head. BRIAN MASON: The action is going to be fast and furious in this match, folks. You’re gonna have to keep your head on a swivel for this one, to keep up! RANDY THE PILOT:: A swivel? Man, I can tell I’m gonna be dizzy already… ALEXA CORRA:: You are ALWAYS ditzy. The only one ditzier than you is Brian. BRIAN MASON: He said dizzy… ALEXA CORRA:: And I said ditzy. Gun turns around and Thornton charges in, leveling him with a clothesline of his own. Thornton turns around and Lewis runs in and levels Thornton with a leg lariat. Zakk lands several stomps to Thornton, kicking him to the outside of the ring. Gun goes to the outside, to stay on Thornton and wear him down, while Zakk turns around to focus his attention back on Emilio, who is using the corner to get up. Lewis walks over and starts driving his knee into the back of Emilio’s head, sandwiching it against the middle turnbuckle. BRIAN MASON: Zakk and Brian have been nothing short of aggressive thus far in this match. ALEXA CORRA:: Well duh. That’s what you’ve gotta do to win. RANDY THE PILOT:: By any means necessary, right? ALEXA CORRA:: Yep. You’re not as a dumb as you seem most of the time. Well you are, just not in this instance. RANDY THE PILOT:: Thanks!… I think. Back on the outside of the ring, we see Gun getting Thornton up to his feet and then driving him backwards into the guard rail. In the ring, Zakk brings Emilio to the center of the ring and lands a kick to the stomach before connecting with a delayed vertical suplex. Zakk floats over for a pin attempt. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! BRIAN MASON: It’s going to take more than that to keep Emilio down for a three count. ALEXA CORRA:: Thanks for stating the obvious, considering the entire world could have made that conclusion themselves, since he clearly kicked out. BRIAN MASON: What is your problem?! RANDY THE PILOT:: I think it’s you. ALEXA CORRA:: Another right answer. How’s it feel to be the dumbest person at the announce table, tonight, Brian? BRIAN MASON: Let’s just get back to the match… Zakk starts getting Emilio back up, as Gun climbs up and goes to the top rope. Emilio then shoves Zakk forward, sending him crashing into Gun and causing Gun to crotch himself on the top rope. Zakk turns around as Thornton slides back into the ring. He charges in, landing a corner clothesline on Zakk, driving his head backwards into the groin of Gun and Zakk slumps down into a seated position in the corner. BRIAN MASON: Brian Gun’s lower regions are taking a beating right now! ALEXA CORRA:: Nice wording there, Mason… Now we know what you think about. RANDY THE PILOT:: Eww… BRIAN MASON: Ugh… I’m not even going to bother. Emilio goes to the opposite corner and Thornton grabs him and Irish whips him into the corner where Gun and Zakk are and Emilio lands a low baseball slide into the open legs of Zakk Lewis. BRIAN MASON: So many crotch shots! ALEXA CORRA:: You sound a little too excited while saying that. RANDY THE PILOT:: My lower regions are starting to hurt for these guys… Zakk rolls out of the ring, trying to regain his bearings but Emilio goes to the outside, on the ring apron. As Zakk turns around, Emilio springboards off of the ropes and connects with a reverse DDT. BRIAN MASON: Springboard reverse DDT onto the floor by Emilio Vialpando! Back in the ring, Thornton climbs up to the top rope where Brian Gun is still perched. Drew hooks the arms and drives Gun into the mat with a butterfly suplex off of the top rope. Thornton makes the pin. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! BRIAN MASON: What a move by Drew Thornton! I thought he had it there. ALEXA CORRA:: Well, as usual, you were wrong. RANDY THE PILOT:: If my crotch had taken the abuse that Brian Gun has, I think I woulda just called it a day right there and let it be a three count. Thornton starts getting Gun back to his feet but Gun lands a quick elbow to the midsection and then levels Thornton with a step up Enziguri. On the outside of the ring, Emilio charges at Zakk but Lewis gets a boot up into the midsection, stopping him and then drives him into the floor with a face buster. Zakk then rolls back into the ring. Gun backs up to the other side of the ring as Zakk lands a hard stomp to the gut, that brings Thornton sitting up and clutching his stomach. As he sits up, Gun charges in and hit’s a hard kick to the face of Thornton. BRIAN MASON: This doesn’t look good for Drew Thornton. Zakk Lewis and Brian Gun are starting to utilize a numbers game here. ALEXA CORRA:: And that’s the smart thing to do. You can’t blame them for this strategy. RANDY THE PILOT:: I know I’m sure don’t. Emilio starts to try and roll into the ring but Zakk sees him and lands several hard stomps, kicking him back out. Zakk and Gun then land several stomps to Thornton at the same time, trying to wear him down. They get him up and send him into the ropes. They go for a double back drop but Thornton stops short and lands a hard kick to the mouth of Zakk. Gun turns to look at Zakk and Thornton takes the opening to grab Gun in a school boy pin. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! BRIAN MASON: So close! He was about a half a second away from getting the win! ALEXA CORRA:: Close but no cigar. RANDY THE PILOT:: You were right about the whole swivel thing… I think I’m starting to get dizzy… ALEXA CORRA:: If you have to puke, aim it at Brian. Gun and Thornton rush to their feet and Gun hits Thornton with the “Head Shot.“ Emilio gets back in the ring and hit’s the Zig Zag on Zakk Lewis. Gun grabs Emilio and throws him to the outside of the ring. Gun turns around and Thornton is back to his feet and grabs Gun in the “Armbar Of Death.” On the outside of the ring, while the referee is distracted with what’s going on in the ring, Joey Perello levels Emilio with the No Limits Title. BRIAN MASON: Come on! That’s a cheap shot! ALEXA CORRA:: Referee can’t call what he doesn’t see. RANDY THE PILOT:: So much action going on! Gun looks like he’s going to tap out but Thornton breaks it before he does, after seeing what Perello did. Zakk Lewis starts to distract the ref, as Thornton charges at Perello but Joey drills him in the face with the title too. Joey rolls Thornton back into the ring and as he does, Gun crawls over, still holding his arm and hooks Drew’s leg. ONE! TWO! THREE! DING DING DING! SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Winners of this match, Brian Gun and Zakk Lewis! ![]() Back inside the Santander Arena we see Felicity Banks standing outside her personal dressing room, with two men dressed as Royal Guards standing to her sides. She finishes taping up her right hand and wrists before running back into her locker room, grabbing her iPhone from inside her locker. FELICITY BANKS: Where oh where is Dhamien? We need to come up with a plan and quick. Looking down at her phone, she begins thinking about her opponent tonight, Xavier Asher Daniels. FELICITY BANKS: What’s wrong with me? Why am I freaking out over the one legged dancing queen? He’s nothing. Nothing at all. She sets her phone back into her locker, taking in an inhale and letting out an exhale. FELICITY BANKS: Fuck a Xavier Asher Daniels. She turns back around and walks out of her dressing room but not before grabbing the HKW World Championship. She blows past the ‘royal guards’ and turns down the hall, aimlessly continuing her pace until she stops at one of the vending machines inside the arena. FELICITY BANKS: … This thing is filled with garbage! What the hell are Middlesworth chips?! Probably a Pennsylvania exclusive-nasty. Really, really hate Pennsylvania. Obviously frustrated, Felicity realizes that she was getting annoyed by just about everything and decides to head back toward her locker room to see Talia Valen heading in the same direction. FELICITY BANKS: Heeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyy. Talia strides forward in her confident all-business manner, the train of her long overcoat flapping behind her, her jaw firmly square and set. She gazes at the guards as if she sees right through them, then with a slight eye roll focuses back in on Felicity. TALIA VALEN: Good evening, Miss Banks. You seem troubled. They say heavy is the head that wears the crown, and you most certainly are the Queen of HKW. Was looking forward to congratulating you once again face to face. Talia removes her overcoat and holds it out, her eyes never leaving Felicity. After a beat she looks at one of the guards up and down, and with a deep breath gives the coat a single shake. The guard shoots Felicity a puzzled look and takes the coat. Talia steeples her fingers together in front of her. TALIA VALEN: That championship looks proper in its current location. So what seems to be the issue with you tonight? Felicity chuckles at the guards blank reaction to Talia before blowing her hair away from her forehead. FELICITY BANKS: Troubled, not so much. Betrayed? I think that words fits better. Never in my life did I think my brother would put me in an even worse position then I’m already in. Zavy is obviously planning some sort of chicanery. It’s so obvious to me now. He’s faking that injury… He has to be. Felicity looks away from Talia, running her fingers through her hair as she breathes out a sigh. FELICITY BANKS: Or I’m giving him way too much credit. He could never pull something like that off. Never… The HKW World Champion shakes her head and waves her hands in front of her face, trying to compose herself. FELICITY BANKS: Yeah, enough of that. Definitely worrying too much over nothing. Yeah, done. Done done done done done. I saw what you did to Joey Miles though! Almost immediately, Felicity’s worries seemed to vanish as a big smile takes over her features and she applauds Talia. FELICITY BANKS: That was awesome. We need more of that in HKW. People proving their points, and showing the World they’re not waiting on any chances. They’re taking them. Talia briefly averts her eyes to the side, a dimpled smile of mock bashfulness. She clears her throat, looking around the hallway with the wave of an arm. TALIA VALEN: Thank you for the vote of support on that, Miss Banks. See… I’m a big picture sort of person. And well… Joseph, and those peons I left hanging in my scheduled tag match… they’re all wallet-sized in my eyes. Everything is an opportunity, and if you don’t take it… well it’s just wasted. A lackluster moment that you’ll never get back. I’m about proving physical superiority.. I welcome the challenge. But those I know that are inferior? Barely worth a backwards glance in my rearview mirror as I travel to better destinations. Looking at the guard again, she thinks better of it and snatches her coat away, draping it over her shoulder and waving him away. TALIA VALEN: I’m glad talk of such things are such a mood improver for you. You need to be of sound condition to once again, and needlessly I might add… prove that you are on another level than Mister Daniels. Having that belt around your waist, you have a bullseye upon you… but your opponent also has a fairly clear bullseye, although his is a couple feet below his waist. Catch my drift? She smirks and winks, flicking away a bit of lint from her sharp black business suit. Felicity nods her head and waves over her guards. She shoots Talia a wink and turns down the hall, heading toward the ring to find Dhamien before her upcoming match. ![]() The scene fades backstage as Ava Adore is seen twisting the cap off of a water bottle on her back to Kai's locker room. She finally gets the darn thing off but out of no where she is grabbed from behind making her jump and drop the water bottle on the floor. AVA ADORE: WHAT THE--- LANCE WINTERS: SH SH SH SH MY LOVE! Lance holds her nice and close to him as he raises the switchblade he was going to try and use on Kai earlier up to her face. He begins rubbing the blade on her cheek while sniffing her hair a bit and kissing on her ear lobe. Ava tries squirming away but it's no use she can't get free. LANCE WINTERS: Please baby..Don't fight it. Don't ruin this beautiful moment for us. I know you have missed me...I've missed you too, so so very much. But you're back now, that's all that matters! He kisses on her shoulder and looks up as the door to Kai's room opens. Kai steps out looking around and sees Winters hands on his girlfriend. KAI YOU SON OF A BITCH! Kai tries to charge for Lance but he is quickly put to a stop as Chopz grabs a hold of Kai's neck and lifts him up on the side of the wall forcing Kai to watch. Lance can't help but laugh as he holds Ava close to him. LANCE WINTERS: He could never understand you as much as I can dear...Never. We're the same Ava. We are one. We're meant to be together. Don't you see!? Our love for each other is infinite! Nothing and no one can compare to it! Look at him...LOOK AT HIM AND HOW PATHETIC HE IS! He's nothing like me! He's not perfect for you like I am! Winters kiss her neck. LANCE WINTERS: You don't have to hide it anymore! Lance then begins to carve deep into Ava's neck a heart. He goes to carve more but some how Kai gets free which startles Lance a bit and stops from carving more. Chopz gets back a hold of Kai pressing him back on the wall. The knife goes so deep to the point that the blood begins to pulsate each time her heart pumps the blood through the veins. He holds onto the neck nice and tight so that not too much blood comes out. He looks inside of her eyes and kisses her deeply. He looks over to Kai and smiles. LANCE WINTERS: What can I say Kai? LOVE IS ONLY SKIN DEEP! Winters lets go of Ava and motions for Chopz to follow him. Chopz lets go of Kai dropping him to the floor. Kai quickly crawls over to Ava covering up to the wound screaming for a medic as Lance is seen licking the blood off of the blade with a smile on his face. The scene soon then fades away. ![]() XAVIER DANIELS: Tonight's the night... no more waiting, no more sneak attacks, no more talking. I'm either going to shut Felicity up once and for all and earn a shot at The World Heavyweight Title... or I'm done as a wrestler. But know this, I'm not going down quietly. If I can't beat Felicity here, I'm making sure that I do everything possible to take her down with me! FELICITY BANKS: Hurting you was never part of the plan, Zavy. As a matter of fact...I respected you, past tense. But you kept sticking whatever is left of your nose in my business, and I didn't like that. Tonight? I add you to the long list of names that I took out of HKW. Jasmin Briscoe... Ashley Sullivan... Charlie Samuels... Tank... Craig Jacobs... And, finally... Xavier Asher Daniels. BOW DOWN. 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DING DING DING SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: This match is a singles match scheduled for one fall. If Xavier wins, he will be granted a World title shot but, if Felicity wins, Xavier must leave HKW. 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. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Introducing first, from San Diego California, weighing in at 170 pounds, XAAAAAVIER....ASHER....DANIELS! 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. 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. http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1yuupe_felicitybanks_sport I know when you were little girls You dreamt of being in my world Don’t forget it, don’t forget it Respect that, bow down bitches I took some time to live my life But don’t think I’m just his little wife Don’t get it twisted, get it twisted This my shit, bow down bitches! "Bow Down" by Beyonce plays over sound system, the crowd booing heavily as the light dimmer down and a gold sparklers 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 sparklers are still visible as the a spotlight shines over the top of ramp. Bow down bitches, bow bow down bitches Bow down bitches, bow bow down bitches H-town vicious, h-h-town vicious I’m so crown, bow bow down bitches Felicity comes out of the curtain with a smug smile on her face as the spotlight shines over top of her holding the World Heavy Championship high in he air. Dhamien Thomas is not to far behind her as she makes her way through the golden sparklers, her arms extended to her side with a blowpop in her mouth. She holds the championship in the air with one arm, slowly pacing down the ramp, turning her back to show the camera the "Queen B" writing on the back of her sweatshirt. Once halfway down the ramp, Felicity glances at the fans at ringside and throws her hand in their face, ignoring their jeers as she walks up the steps and into the ring. Rolling high, leather and Louis Keep it trill, that's what good Kiss my momma, show that love Pop them bottles in that club I heard your boo was talking lip I told my crew to smack that trick Smack that trick, smack that trick Guess what they did, smack that trick Once in the ring, Felicity spins around the ring in a circle until the lights in the arena begin getting brighter. SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN:And his opponent... From Jersey City, New Jersey... She is HKW Queen B and WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! FELICITY BAAAANKS! Felicity unzips her sweatshirt and hands it to Dhamien before glancing at Xavier and climbing up to the middle rope and just staring out into the crowd with her World title high in the air. Finally, she makes a heart with her hands, and then breaks it in half, taunting the crowd as she hops back into the ring and patiently waits for the match to begin. ![]() vs. ![]() DING DING DING The match starts with Felicity immediately going in at Xavier injured left knee, taking him down and stepping on the back of his knee. She laughs maniacally as she reaches forward and grabs a hold of XAD’s face, pulling back on it while keeping weight on his knee. Felicity finally steps off the leg, only to lift it up and smash it hard off the ring canvas! She lifts the same knee up, and slams it again…One last time, she lifts up Xavier’s leg and smashes his knee forcefully off the canvas, wiping her hands and admiring her handiwork as XAD writhes in pain. Felicity sprawls her arms out to the side, and listens to the jeers from the Reading audience. BRIAN MASON: Felicity had a gameplan, and she’s sticking to it. Go after that already injured knee. ALEXA CORRA: Smartest Vixen in the game. Felicity taunts Xavier, soccer kicking him in the shoulder before grabbing a handful of hair, and smacking the taste out of his face! The shot echos throughout the area as Xavier drops down and tends to his knee again. Felicity makes her way to the corner and sits atop the turnbuckles, telling the crowd Xavier has nothing on her. The referee checks in on Xavier and asks him if he wants to quit, but Xavier forcefully shakes his head no. Felicity sighs and hops off the turnbuckle, shrugging her shoulders as she watches Xavier struggle to his feet. At that moment, Felicity bangs her foot off the mat, signaling a Bank Shot. ALEXA CORRA: She hits this Bank Shot, it’s all over. RANDY THE PILOT: She ain’t even got it mastered though. Felicity bangs her foot off the mat five times before Xavier rises to his feet. Felicity goes in for the kill, but Xavier ducks out of the way, and executes a beautiful tiger suplex with a bridge! ONE! TWO! THH NO Felicity kicks out at two, but looks to be staggered after that fall on her head. This buys Xavier some time as he gets to his feet, and watches Felicity stagger around the ring. Xavier manages to stay out of Felicity’s sight, hitting her with a dropkick to the back of the head that sends her to the outside! Fel crashes down to the floor as Xavier is slow to get back to his feet, his face showing pain as his hands go down to his heavily braced knee. Slowly, he manages to get back to his feet as the referee checks on him, asking XAD if he wants to continue. Xavier just nods his head and glances out of the ring, seeing Fel staggering back to her feet. BRIAN MASON: Xavier’s NOT gonna let go of his career that easy. ALEXA CORRA: Just give up, Zavy! Give it up! Save your dancing career! BRIAN MASON:: Could you lose your voice? RANDY THE PILOT: Hahahaahahah! Seeing the opportunity, Xavier rushed past the referee and lept over the top rope, taking down Felicity and sending them both crashing hard into the barricade! The Reading Crowd erupts as both wrestlers are down outside of the ring, and the referee begins the Ten Count. ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! Felicity begins to stir first, pushing herself off of the barricade and crawling towards the ring. FIVE! She pulls herself up and rolls under the bottom rope, breaking the count for herself as XAD clutches his damaged knee in agony. RANDY THE PILOT: Can XAD get up?! SIX! He tried to stand, only for his knee to give out from under him, causing him to fall back to the ground. RANDY THE PILOT: YES! SEVEN! Hearing the count, Xavier tries to crawl towards the ring with the fans cheering him on as the referee continues! EIGHT!] It doesn’t look like he’ll make it as he tries to scramble towards the ring to break the count! NINE! He’s almost there! BRIAN MASON: WILL HE GET THERE?! TE- No! Xavier manages to slide into the ring right before the count of Ten! This match will continue! The fans cheers quickly turned to loud, riotous boos as Felicity immediately went on the attack right as XAD made it into the ring, grabbing a fist full of hair and unloading right hand after right hand to the face. Throwing him back down to the ground, Felicity then went after his knee, trying to rip off the knee brace. Xavier uses his free leg to bash Felicity in the face, pushing her away just enough to rise to his feet, but as soon as he stands up, Felicity’s right there with the choplock to the back of the knee. BRIAN MASON: Can’t deny it. Felicity maybe the smartest wrestler in HKW. She always has a plan. Always. RANDY THE PILOT: And XAD maybe one of the most resilient. She can’t seem to keep him down. Felicity slides out of the ring and grabs a hold of Xavier injured left leg, pulling him toward the steel ring post! BRIAN MASON: No, Felicity! Don’t do this again! ALEXA CORRA: Rip it apart, Fel! Felicity pounds down on the head of Xavier, incapacitating him enough to lock him in a figure four around the ring post! XAD writhes in pain as Dhamien encourages his client to rip XAD’s knee to sheds. The referee admonishes a five count, but Felicity refuses to break the hold until Dhamien steps in and lets Felicity know it’s in her best interest to release the gruesome leg lock. BRIAN MASON: I think… I think Xavier’s knee might be torn to shreds.. ALEXA CORRA: ACL… PCL… MCL… DSL… All lines are closed! The referee checks on Xavier as Felicity circles around the ring, stopping near Sadie Sanderson Mclean, and ripping a mic from her hand. She makes her way toward one of the fans she begins degrading them, taunting them by pretending to slap their hands, but pulling back. She rips the fans drink out of their hand and tosses the cup at Xavier before sliding back in the ring, and standing over a down XAD. FELICITY BANKS: Are you done yet, Zavy? HUH?! She slaps the back of his head. FELICITY BANKS: JUST ADMIT THAT I’M BETTER THAN YOU. ADMIT THAT I’M EVERYTHING YOU WANT TO BE. ADMIT THAT BRAD KANE CANNOT BEAT ME! ADMIT IT! She slaps the back of Xavier’s head once again, only this time, Xavier uses his uninjured leg to swiftly kick Felicity in the face, making the microphne fly out of her hands. Felicity stumbles backwards from the kick, allowing XAD to take advantage and slip behind her and hook both arms under hers, before connecting with a Modified Version of The Smooth Criminal! The back of Felicity’s head slammed off of the mat from The Backslide Driver as the referee goes to make the pin! ONE! TWO! THRE- NO! Felicity kicks out just as the referee’s hand was coming down for the three! The fans are irate, believing that Xavier had the match won as he looks over at Felicity in shock. Xavier crawls over to the ropes to pull himself back up to his feet, before setting up in the corner for the Star Kick as he motions for Fel to stand. The crowd’s roars loudly as he tries to keep himself standing while Fel gets to a knee. He goes for the Star Kick, but Felicity ducks underneath it! Felicity kicks Xavier’s injured knee out from underneath him, sending him back to the ground. Quickly getting back to her feet, Felicity spins on her heel, before catching Xavier right on the jaw with a hard Spinning Heel Kick! Felicity hooks the leg for the pin! ONE! TWO! THRE-NO! Xavier kicked out at the very last second, causing the fans to erupt and Felicity to look up at the referee in both shock and fury! ALEXA CORRA: Fel needs to calm down. Her tempers been known to cost her. Felicity screams at Dhamien, telling him that the match should be over, but Dhamien urges his client to continue what she’s doing. Much to their surprise, Xavier uses the ropes to pull himself up his feet. After Fel and Dhamien share a few more words, Felicity turns around and makes a beeline at XAD…. STAR KICK! BRIAN MASON: Star kick! If Xavier can make the cover, his job is saved and he’ll have a World title match at the next Defiance! ALEXA CORRA: Oh...My….No. Please, no. Xavier slowly crawls toward Felicity as the Reading crowd tries to bring him to life. He’s only a few inches away from Felicity, finally draping his arm across Felicity’s chest as the referee gets in position… ONE! TWO! ALEXA CORRA: I can’t watch… THR------NO! DHAMIEN THOMAS PULLS THE REFEREE OUT OF THE RING! Xavier looks on in disbelief as Dhamien pleads his case to the referee. Xavier has enough of Felicity’s managers antics and springboards out of the ring, and lands right on Dhamien! BRIAN MASON: That’s right XAD! Get that son of a bitch! ALEXA CORRA: Whoa… Mase! While this is going on, Felicity managed to roll out of the ring right in front of the announce table, shaken up from nearly being pinned. Once she makes it back to her feet, she walks over to the time keepers area and grabs a steel chair, looking to finish off XAD once and for all. Just as she reaches the ring, Xavier leans through the ropes and attempts to pull her back inside - Felicity catches him with the chair right to the throat, sending him down to the mat gasping for air as the crowd boos her heavily! The referee is still tending to Dhamien on the outside, and hasn’t seen a thing as Felicity slides into the ring. BRIAN MASON:: Felicity’s gonna steal one again! Xavier tries to make it back to his feet, only for Felicity to stomp right on his damaged knee, causing him to scream out in pain. She yells at him, saying that he should have just stayed down, before raising the chair high above her head - “Torcher II” by DZK begins playing, much to the shock of everyone in the arena! Felicity froze as she looks right at the entrance way, expecting to see Brad Kane walk out onto the stage. After a few moments of playing the music suddenly ends, causing the fans to boo loudly and Felicity to begin laughing maniacally as she realizes Kane isn’t coming out. She turns around to finish off Xavier - STAR KICK! XAD Popped up and hit kicked the chair right into Felicity’s face, knocking her out cold! Xavier quickly slid the chair out of the ring and hooked the leg, looking for the pin! The referee slides back in after checking on Dhamien and begins the count….. ONE! ALEXA CORRA: NO! TWO! ALEXA CORRA: NO! THREE! ALEXA CORRA: NOOOOOOOOO! DING DING DING SADIE SANDERSON MCLEAN: Here is your winner… XAVIER ASHER DANIELS!!!! "The Angle" by The Core fills the arena as Xavier slides out of the ring, favoring his knee but allowing the referee to hold his arm in air in victory. Dhamien Thomas immediately comes into the ring to check on his client who looks to be knocked out by that kick from XAD. A feint smirk appears on XAD’s face as he motions a belt around his waist, pointing at the championship held by Thomas. Meanwhile, atop the ramp stands Brad Kane, an amused glare on his face as Felicity finally comes to and first sees Xavier and then Brad. She shoves Dhamien away from her and rips the HKW World Championship away from her manager. She walks to the ropes nearest to the entrance ramp and screams at Xavier, telling him that it’s her championship and there’s nothing he can do to take it from her. She then makes eye contact with Kane as Defiance comes to a close with a visual of Kane, Daniels, and Felicity. Edited by Hard Knox Wrestling, Jun 19 2014, 05:05 PM.
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