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[color=#FF0000][b]DEFIANCE[/b][/color] [color=#fff]XXXVII[/color]; Blue Cross Arena in Rochester, New York
Topic Started: Sep 21 2015, 01:46 AM (624 Views)
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Location: Rochester, New York
Venue: Blue Cross Arena
Network: HBO


The official theme song for Defiance, "Defiance" by Righteous Vendetta opens the show with it ending with the Defiance XXXVII poster!

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We see Kyo in his custom pink skirt along with matching bedazzled top along with the much maligned Brutus who is in a F&L t-shirt walking around backstage, they stop in their tracks as a camera approaches.

KYO: Hello there, I guess it’s time for us to formally introduce ourselves.

Brutus smiles widely, before jumping up and down happily. Kyo looks over at the big man with a glare. Brutus sees the look and immediately stops.

KYO: We are Fear and Loathing, the best damn tag team in the entire world. The kind of tag team to ruin your dreams, and force you to live out your nightmare. We have nothing but ambition and conquering HKW in mind. But we know it won’t be an overnight process. We’re going to have to fight and claw our way to the top. Still, with my beast by my side there’s nothing that can stop us.

Brutus starts to pace back and forth before jumping in the air excitedly.

BRUTUS: Can I tell them when? OH OH.

Kyo gives a smirk unable to stop himself. He nods at Brutus giving him the go ahead. Brutus is so excited he shouts the announcement.

BRUTUS: IT STARTS AT UP, THE AIR FIGHT WHERE WE KILL ALL TEAMS IN OUR WAY TO PROVE WE THE BEST EVER.

Kyo laughs at the excitement of the big man.

KYO: You heard him, at Ultimo Parejas in HKW air, Fear and Loathing begins their ascent to the top of the wrestling world. We will take down every team in our way , and then we’ll move onto HKW Defiance and become the driving force of the tag team division. One by one you’ll all fall until their is only one team left. Hashtag greatest tag team ever, hashtag Fear and Loathing.

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Backstage, former Project Continuum members Grim and Odyn Davel Balou III were seen standing outside the designated security room for the night. Both ODB and Grim were dressed down in their street clothes, neither of them knowing why exactly they were asked to be present for Defiance.

ODBIII: I am think… I am think this is setup, Grim. Someone want to fight, and I am not so sure if I am ready to fight.

The giant known as Grim simply stares at Balou with a blank expression, crossing his arms and leaning back against the hallway wall.

GRIM: *grunts*

Balou nods his head in agreement.

ODBIII: I am think this too. If some scallywag bastard want to fight we fight, no problem. I am just not in mood to fight. Not anymore. I am need to train to wrestle better because Kenneth Mathews is left and now we are not have anyone to train big guy like we are.

Gri remains expressionless, but you could see he was paying attention to ODB’s words.

GRIM: *grunts*

Odyn sighs and rubs his hand down his face.

ODBIII: Is not so easy to do, Grim. I am expert fight. I am come to America undefeat fight from Republic of Congo. I am lose already one fight and two wrestling fight. This is problem. We both need train before we are to step back inside ring to wrestle I am think this.

A door opens and out steps a few security guards. After they leave Tony Bravo is seen poking out his head looking at the two former Project Continuum members.

TONY BRAVO: Hurrrrrmmmm. You niggas can come in now.

Bravo goes back inside leaving the door open and awaits for the two to walk inside. Balou looks over to Grim unsure if they should or not and shrugs his shoulders. As they walk in they see Head of Security RED showing down a burrito from Chiptole while Bravo stands behind up leaning on a wall.

TONY BRAVO: Have a seat, hurrm.

ODBIII: Okay, no problem.

Both ODB and Grim take a seat and see SWAT gear sitting directly next to RED.

ODBIII: Okay what is go on here? Why are we on Defense show when we are SubVeerchan fights? Are we be trade to these show?

ODB glances over at Grim who still has his arms crossed, resting comfortably in his chair.

ODBIII: He would like to know why we are here as well as. I am not try to see small breasted Hamilton please.

GRIM: *grunt*

ODB nods his head, turning his head over his shoulder to look back at Bravo before he looks back at the Head of Security.

ODBIII: I am agree with Grim. And why are you have riot police SWAT gear? I think that is what these is call.

The former Lionheart champion points over at the SWAT gear. RED gets done eating his burrito and washes it down with some Hawaiian Punch. He sits back in his chair and studies the two for a minute until he burps out loud.

RED: WOO! THAT WAS GOOD BRUH. AIGHT THE HELL YOU JUST ASK ME?

RED looks over at the SWAT gear.

RED: OH THAT. AIGHT LOOK BRUH I’MA BE UPFRONT WITH YOU NINJAS. HONESTLY GRIM YOU WAS BOUT TO BE GIVEN YOUR PINK SLIPS. AND ODYN. CARTER SAID THE WRESTLING SHIT WAS GETTING IN THE WAY OF YOUR TRUE..CHE? WHATEVER MISTER MIYAGI BULL SHIT HE WAS TALKING BOUT. BUT SAID SINCE YOU LOST THAT BELT YOU AIN’T REALLY BEEN THE SAME. SO UM…

RED shrugs.

RED: YOU WAS BOUT TO BE OUT WITH NO JOB TOO IF YOU AIN’T STRAIGHTEN UP. BUT I SAID NAH BRUH. LEMME GET THEM NINJAS. CAUSE I’M GONNA BE HONEST WITH YOU NINJAS. HIRING THESE LOCAL CURTAIN JERKS FOR SECURITY AIN’T ALL THAT. THESE BOYS EITHER END UP GETTING THEY ASS BEAT OR SENT TO THE MORGUE FUCKING WITH THESE NINJAS AND BITCHES IN THIS COMPANY. AND THESE NINJAS GOT THE NERVE TO THINK WE COVERING THE MEDICAL BILLS.

TONY BRAVO: Hurrrmm. Should've read the fine print.

RED: WE DON’T COVER NINJAS MEDICAL BILLS FOR ONE DAY OF WORK. IF YOU AIN’T PERMANENT SECURITY YOU AIN’T GETTING BENEFITS. BUT AYE THE PAY IS GOOD. BUT I’M GETTING OFF TRACK HERE. I NEED TWO BIG TOUGH NINJAS TO COME THROUGH AND CLEAN HOUSE WHEN NINJAS GETTING THEY ASS BEAT. I CAN’T DO THE SHIT ALL THE TIME. I GOT HEARTBURN.

RED points to them.

RED: SO YOU NINJAS GONNA BE THAT FOR ME. MY OWN PERSONAL SWAT TEAM.

ODB glances over at Grim who still has the same blank expression on his face. Breathing out a sigh, ODB looks over at the SWAT gear with a bit of a smirk on his face.

ODBIII: We are to wear these suit and we are able to act like cop policemen?

A smile forms on the former Lionheart Champions face as he stands up out of his chair, as does Grim.

ODBIII: No problem. You are have deal. We are SWAT team now and we break bone because we can do this, but we are not able to wrestle yet. One day we are come back to wrestle, but today is not day. We accept position.

ODB extends his arm out toward RED looking for a handshake, but before RED could reach forward there was a loud bang on the security room door.

ODBIII: Oh shit!

GRIM: *grunts*

Bravo pulls open the door to reveal the returning Guy 1 and Guy 2 going at it in the middle of the hallway!

RED: SHIT, BRUH. HANDLE THESE NINJAS, WILL YA?

ODB looks over at Grim, nods his head, and then turns his attention to Guy 1 and Guy 2.

ODBIII: No problem!

The two former Project Continuum members exit the security room and grip up both Guy 1 and Guy 2 individually. ODB throws Guy 1 off the wall, and pulls his arms behind his back as if he were ready to throw some handcuffs on him.

ODBIII: You are under a breast.

Grim locks in a chokehold on Guy 2, slowly putting him to sleep before he flings him over to the side. Grim then picks Guy 2 up by his belt, and carries him toward the exit while ODB holds Guy 1’s arms behind his back and follows Grim towards the exit, leaving Bravo and RED behind with smiles on their faces.

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Nicole Hamilton. Kai. Brad Kane. The rookie's light brown eyes darted to each and every man and woman with a heartbeat he could see from the comfort of the hallway backstage at the Blue Cross Arena, a black button-down dress shirt adorning his upper half. A black ball-point pen in hand, Defiance's newest fighter scribbled notes in a pad about everyone he saw. Little things like demeanor and whether or not they were in a rush stretched messily across the page, arrows and lines darting back and forth with enough room under each name for more information he learned in the next coming weeks.

KAIDEN HAWKE: Hard Knox Wrestling, huh? It's not everyday a man such as myself gets to walk amongst giants.

His voice was unfamiliar, and so was his face. The rookie scrunched his nose, eyeing everyone around him, paying special mind to the camera pointed at his face. Slipping the small pad into his pants pocket and tucking the pen away, his face remained focused on everyone around him, crossing his arms across his chest. With a faint smirk, he gently banged the back of his head against the white brick wall behind him, getting the juices flowing before he began to speak again.

KAIDEN HAWKE: Knowledge is power, and I could use every ounce of power I can get my hands on.

Kaiden Hawke reached into his pocket and pulled out a high-tech e-cigarette, ready for the occasion. He looked to calm his nerves, using two fingers to take a drag of the vapor inside while the LEDs lit blue.

KAIDEN HAWKE: I respect each and every man and woman here tonight, even those of you who aren't in the building. So long as you respect the way I do things and honor the fact that I'll do whatever means necessary to climb the ladder here in HKW, you and I 'll get along swimmingly.

The man of few words took another drag, leaving the e-cig hanging between his teeth.

KAIDEN HAWKE: You need something done, you hire me. Just make it worth my while and the deal's on the table. Need my credentials? Just watch the next Defiance. I'm sure you'll see something you like. Now, if you'll excuse me...

In an instant, the mysterious rookie puffs his vapor into the camera lens, light gray fog fading away shortly after to reveal the man had disappeared just as quickly as he came.

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The lights go out, sending the fans into a gentle frenzy. That’s when the music to “World’s Greatest” by R. Kelly fades in over the P.A. system. Suddenly, a bright spotlight flashes on the side of the stage where a group of individuals dressed up in full choir garb appear ready to perform. They sing...

I am a mountain,
I am a tall tree, oh
I am a swift wind
Sweeping the country
I am a river,
Down in the valley, oh
I am a vision
And I can see clearly
If anybody asks you who I am, just stand up tall, look 'em in the face and say…


Just then another spotlight flashes front and center on the entrance and Nicky V emerges from the back with his arms widespread, basking in his own glory.

WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, he hails from the city of New York and weighs in at 210 lbs…He is “The Blueprint”, “The Crown Jewel”, “The Golden Boy of Professional Wrestling”...NICKYYYYYYYYYYYYYY VVVVVVVVV!!!

The sheer presence of the choir and Nicky V’s arrogance brings a taste of disgust to the mouths of everyone in attendance. They jeer the very sight of him, though some can’t help but chuckle at his choice of entrance music. The spotlight follows him as he goes dancing and singing toward the ring, too busy to notice the outstretched hands begging for a high five from the young fans.

He climbs up the steel steps and slips into the ring, spinning around in a circle before claiming his place in the center of the ring. He looks out across the arena and flashes a big smile, enjoying the moment a bit too much as the choir sings his praises.

He shoots a wink to the camera before removing his leather jacket and handing it over to a HKW crew member.

BRIAN MASON: Another round for the Path To Destiny Tournament guys. Nicky V has a good opportunity here.

JERMAINE MARKS: Says who?

The beginning of Red Flag plays as the guitar intro hammers out into the arena. Brian Stryker walks out from behind the curtain, his hood up. Brian walks to the center of the stage. He gets down on one knee and runs his hand over the floor of thee stage. He rises to his feet and throws his hood back as pyro goes off behind him.

WHISPER VIPERI: From the City of Philadelphia, Brian Stryker!

He walks down the ramp, not taking his eyes off the ring. When he gets to the steel steps, he walks up them and climbs the turnbuckle to the top. He looks out to the crowd before holding out his arms and shouting "Reborn" before hoping down onto the floor.

RANDY THE PILOT: I'm still not even sure how Stryker is walking around here like nothing happened after Darkness Falls bruh.

JERMAINE MARKS: He off that ox slime.

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DING!!!! DING!!! DING!!!!


As the match begins Nicky V struts around the ring as if he was already destined to win. Annoyed with this Stryker ran over and hit a Flying Knee right in the side of Nicky's face. No telling how in the hell he got up that high but he managed to do it and it took Nicky off guard. He held his face and stumbled back into the ropes. Nicky seemed very angry that Stryker his his face and he shouted out some vulgar insults at him for it. Brian just waved him off and stood in a stance ready for Nicky to come over and start the match. Nicky eventually does so and begins to grapple with Stryker. But Nicky was no match and he knew it so instead of going ahead and trying to test his strength to get a feel of Brian he rakes his eyes causing Stryker to back up. Trying to shake off the blindness Stryker looks up and sees Nicky sprinting towards him trying to go for an Enziguri. Stryker quickly dodges the move and steps behind Nicky hitting a Falling Neckbreaker.

BRIAN MASON: Stryker looking real impressive in this one guys.

JERMAINE MARKS: Jimmy Page must of beat his ass into shape slime

Back up to his feet now Stryker takes a look at Nicky who is seen laying there holding the back of his head. Stryker walks over to him and tries to pick him up. But Nicky pushes him away. Stryker backs away for a moment but then hits a DDT the moment Nicky V gets up to a knee. Stryker goes for a quick pin.

ONE

TW-KICK OUT!


Brian isn't too surprised by Nicky kicking out this early as he gets back up to his feet. He waits for Nicky to get back up. As he does Nicky looks over to see Brian watching him from the corner of his eye. Brian begins to make his way over to Nicky and as he got close Nicky shot up and hit a European Upper cut followed up by a Missile Dropkick. Stryker falls to the mat and Nicky gets up with a smile on his face thinking he has a chance to get an offense going. Backs up into the ropes and runs over. He cartwheels and then goes for a moonsault but NO as he comes down Stryker gets a knee up causing Nicky to fall on the mat holding his midsection.

JERMAINE MARKS: Just when you thought Stryker done slipped back under he comes right back. Goddamn slime.

RANDY THE PILOT: Bruh he like TGI Fridays never ending appetizers!

BRIAN MASON: Please tell me you didn't just say that.

Brian slowly starts to get up and goes over to Nicky and kicks him in the side a few times before picking him up. Stryker knees him in the gut a few times before he goes to hit a Snap Suplex. Nicky groans at the sting of the pain. Strykel mounts on top of him and hits a few punches mixed with forearm shots. Stryker then stands up raising his arms to the praise of the crowd as he makes his way to a corner. He begins to stomp his foot begging for Nicky to get back up and as soon as he gets back up to his feet he is sent right back down by a FIRST STRYKE! The fans explode as they knew what was coming up next. Brian drags Nicky's limp body over to a close turnbuckle and climbs to the top. He stands up tall with the all eyes on him and he leaps off hitting the Air Stryke perfectly! He goes for the pin!

ONE



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THREE!


DING! DING! DING!

WHISPER VIPERI: The winner of this match... BRIAN STRYKER!

Stryker's theme music hits and he begins to celebrate as he moves on in the tournament.

WINNER & ADVANCING IN THE 2ND ROUND OF THE PATH TO DESTINY TOURNAMENT: BRIAN STRYKER VIA PIN FALL (6:23)
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As the scene fades in the parking lot Hard Knox referee Lee Redford is seen standing outside the arena lighting up a cigarette. He takes a few pulls before he exhales the smoke. He seems to be a bit relaxed but a bit of uncertainty is seen as well.

ROMEO PRICE: You should really quit smoking those Mr. Redford...

Lee jumps and drops the cigarette on the ground. He turns around to see the Defiance General Manager Romeo Price standing behind him in his black suit. Romeo smirks a little and shrugs his shoulders as he looks down at a the cigarette rolling on the concrete and still burning away.

ROMEO PRICE: Shame...I'm sure you paid good money for that too...

LEE REDFORD: Jesus Christ! Get away from me Mr. Price. I have nothing to say to you bro.

Romeo steps forward and stands beside Lee looking out to the parking lot.

ROMEO PRICE: What kind of way is that to greet a friend? A boss even? Besides I just wanted to see how you was doing...Haven't spoke to you in a while...How's the investigation going?

LEE REDFORD: You're not my friend. And you may be my boss but I have nothing to say you bro. Zero told me not to talk to you and keep away from you. So that's what I'm going to do. I want no part of whatever this thing is you got going with him bro.

Romeo chuckles while shaking his head.

ROMEO PRICE: Don't you see Mr. Redford? You're already apart of this...Whether you like it or not. You've been apart of this since I had your ass dragged out to Japan and gave you you're fucking job back.

Romeo looks to Lee in the corner of his eye.

ROMEO PRICE: And trust me...You don't want to know how I was able to make that happen Mr. Redford...

Lee laughs and turns towards Romeo.

LEE REDFORD: Bro? Zero told me I don't need to speak to you. I don't have to be around you. So you know that that means? I don't have to report to you anymore. And do you know why? Because now that Zero is a member of the board he out ranks you! So why don't you do the both of us a favor a fuck off? Huh? Thanks bro.

Lee starts to walk away. Romeo shakes his head a bit.

ROMEO PRICE: Well done Mr. Redford...But do you know what Zero doesn't have?

Romeo turns around watching Lee try and walk away from him.

ROMEO PRICE: He doesn't have the ability to make sure you never see your daughter Claire ever again..

Lee stops walking. This brings a smile on Romeo's face.

LEE REDFORD: What did you just say?

Romeo walks towards Lee and chuckles.

ROMEO PRICE: You heard me Mr. Redford. And if you don't want that to happen then you better play ball...

Lee grips his hands into fists. He looks down to the ground trying to hold in his anger and shakes his head.

LEE REDFORD: What do you want from me bro? Why the...Why do me and my daughter have to be dragged into this for?

Romeo pats Lee on the shoulder and shrugs his own.

ROMEO PRICE: I don't know, you'll have to ask Mr. McHannon that question Mr. Redford. But, I'm honestly not asking for much. I just need you to tell me what your "best friend" is up to. Where does he go? What is he planning? I want you to be my eyes and ears since you're so close to him....

Romeo rubs his chin.

ROMEO PRICE: I already have assets doing this for me but from a distance but...I think you'll be perfect for this particular operation...

Lee shakes his head a bit confused.

LEE REDFORD: Assets? Operation? Who the hell are you?

ROMEO PRICE: Never mind who I am Mr. Redford...

Romeo shoots in and grabs Lee by the collar of his shirt and looks into his eyes raising him up off the ground a little.

ROMEO PRICE: Just know if you don't do what I say I'll be sure that Zero's life isn't the only one I fuck up and make a living hell. Do I make myself perfectly clear?

Lee cautiously nods and Romeo lets go of him. Romeo straightens up Lee's shirt and smiles.

ROMEO PRICE: Good...I'm glad we could come to an understanding Mr. Redford...Now one more question if you don't mind. Does Mr. McHannon still enjoy shedding blood?

LEE REDFORD: What?

Romeo chuckles and turns away.

ROMEO PRICE: Never mind...I'll see you around Mr. Redford...

Romeo heads back into the building leaving Lee standing there confused on what just happened or what the hell was going on. The scene soon begins to fade as Lee takes out his phone and looks at a picture of himself and his daughter Claire.

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Defiance cuts backstage directly after the Nicky V and Brian Stryker match, showing the former HKW World Champion, Felicity Banks, standing near the curtain that leads to the entrance ramp. She has her leg propped out on a equipment crate, stretching out her limbs before her three on one handicap elimination match with Trilluminaughty. Once Felicity pulls her leg off of the crate, she spins around and flings the hood from her sweatshirt over her head and notices the camera crew along with Eli Zayn standing in front of her.

FELICITY BANKS: You again…

Felicity snarls, displeased that Eli always seems to be around whenever she was trying to get into her ‘Felony’ zone before a match.

FELICITY BANKS: What do you want, Eli?

A goofy looking grin comes over Eli’s face as he steps toward Felicity with a microphone in his hand.

ELI ZAYN: What do I always want, Queenie? I want to get the inside scoop before your match! How is Felicity Banks feelings? How does she plan on surviving this three on one handicap elimination match coming up? Does she have any words for her former protege Fran? Things of that nature.

The former World Champion rolls her eyes and scratches at the back of her head before speaking up.

FELICITY BANKS: To sum it up, you just want the usual QUEEEEEEENAH babble, right? Welp, that’s not gonna happen tonight, Eli. I’m not really in the mood to run my opponents or Fran down because I’m trying to remain focused on the task at hand. See, despite going to war with the entire McCleary family not long ago, I haven’t really been in a situation like this in my entire career. A three on one handicap elimination match is new grounds to me. I have absolutely no idea how I’m gonna go about taking them all out, but, as always…

She smirks, pointing her index finger at her noggin.

FELICITY BANKS: This little ol’ mind of mine will conjure something up. Even though Onyx said she’d help me with this whole situation with Fran and her crew… this isn’t Onyx’s battle. She has enough on her plate by being the HKW World Champion, and I’m not going to be the one who takes her focus off of what’s important all for the benefit of me.

The 2014 Wrestler of the Year shakes her head from side to side.

FELICITY BANKS: Not long ago one of my main things was that I was always, ALWAYS one step ahead, but, lately? It’s like I’m two steps behind. First it happened with the McCleary family, and now Fran...but trust me, Eli. I’m not called the goddamn queen for no reason. Even when you think you have me right where you want me, I come back with something you can’t predict. Something you’d never expect. Something you wouldn’t see coming in a million years! And that…

The former champion cracks a slick smirk.

FELICITY BANKS: ...is exactly what’s gonna happen here tonight. See, I have no plans on fighting another four on one battle like I did with the McCleary’s. I have no plans of allowing myself to get destroyed by those peasants week after week after week after week… nope. It’s just not happening. I’m going to play this one cool, Eli. I’m gonna set my emotions to the side and revert back to my old ways and how I used to be because I know that’s what it’s gonna take to get a step ahead of someone who’s exactly like me...just like Fran is.

Felicity spins her neck around in a circle, getting herself a little more loose before her upcoming match.

FELICITY BANKS: The methodical, conniving, and evil Queen Bitch still resides in this body, Eli, and tonight I’m going to prove ONCE AGAIN why I’m the fucking standard in this company. Why I’M the best wrestler to ever come out of Hard Knox Wrestling, and the best overall talent this business has ever seen!

The former champion goes to walk away, but she’s stopped by Eli’s hand touching her shoulder.

ELI ZAYN: Do you have anything to say about Fran’s title defense here tonight?

Felicity glares at Eli’s hand on her shoulder, looking as if she was ready to kill the Defiance interviewer.

FELICITY BANKS: Take your filthy, disgusting, clammy paws off of me you peasant.

Eli immediately pulls his hand back, the evil bitch face still present on Felicity’s face.

FELICITY BANKS: Peasants don’t get to touch diamonds. Be happy that you get to look at one.

She spins her heel around and turns around fully to look at Eli.

FELICITY BANKS: As far as Fran’s title defense goes… I hope she wins.

Eli narrows a brow, surprised to hear Felicity’s words.

FELICITY BANKS: I hope she wins because the only person who should take the No Limits Championship away from Fran is ME. To kill a monster, you have to strip them of their identity, and Fran’s identity is the No Limits Championship. Without that title? She’s nothing more than a sorry ass peasant who wants nothing more than to be the Epitome of Excellence. The Sullen Angel. The QUEEEEEEEEEENAAAAAAAH of all professional wrestling. I said it once, and I’ll say it again, Eli.

She squints her eyes, staring directly into Eli’s eyes.

FELICITY BANKS: I created the monster that Fran has become, and I’m going to be the one who buries it. Toodles!

With that, Felicity turns around and walks closer toward the gorilla position, patiently waiting for music to start playing so she could make her entrance.

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Defiance cuts back to ringside where the members of Trilluminaughty: Bigz Bronson, Tyron Bombay, and Trelicity Sanks were already standing in the ring, waiting for the arrival of Felicity Banks.

WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a three on one handicap elimination match! Already in the ring, at a combined weight of seven hundred and eighty-six pounds… Bigz Bronson, Tryron Bombay, and Trelicity Sanks!

The crowd boos the Trilluminaughty trio heavily, neither of them looking phased by the crowds negative response.

BRIAN MASON: Trilluminaughty, the No Limits Champions personal ‘squad’ as she calls them. Can’t say I know much about these characters other than Trelicity being the sister of SSWA standout Sandon Sanks.

RANDY THE PLOT: I’ll tell you bout ‘em, Mase. Bigz Bronson a big ass ninja who could squash you like a bug. Bombay is an independent wrestler who went to school with Fran, and you already spoke about Trelicity.

JERMAINE MARKS: Shiit, I like these fools though. Got a little bit of everything with this trio. Size, strength, agility, and intelligence. Fran could help these fools blossom into something special, slime.

BRIAN MASON: You mean like Felicity helped Fran blossom into something special.

JERMAINE MARKS: Pretty much… yeah, fam. Exactly like that.

The Trilluminaughty trio continue discussing strategy until they see the countdown on the knoxotron, signaling the arrival of Felicity Banks…

"Heeeeeeeeeeyo, here comes the danger up in this club
When we get started we ain't gon' stop
This is your last warning, a courtesy call"


"Courtesy Call" by Thousand Foot Krutch plays over sound system, the crowd giving the 2014 HKW Wrestler of the Year a mixed reaction as the lights 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 it's pitch black. The sparklers are still visible as the a spotlight shines over the top of ramp.

"Can you feel that...?"

The soft voice of Felicity Banks echos throughout the arena as the "Queen of Pro Wrestling" comes out of the curtain with a smug smile on her face. She makes her way through the golden sparklers, her arms extended to her sides with a blowpop in her mouth. She pulls the blowpop out of her and mouth, 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 smirks, ignoring their jeers but acknowledges the fans that were cheering. She walks up the steps and into the ring.

WHISPER VIPERI: From Jersey City, New Jersey. She is the 2014 HKW Wrestler of the Year... THE SULLEN ANGEL.... THE QUEEN B.... FELICITY BAAAAAAAAANKS!

Once in the ring, Felicity spins around in circles until the lights in the arena begin getting brighter, not stopping until the arena was fully lit. Felicity unzips her sweatshirt and glances at crowd, finally climbing up to the middle rope. She stares out into the crowd and motions for the crowd to bow down to her to which some oblige. She hops off the ropes and turns around, sliding her back down against the corner until she was fully seated on the mat. Once seated, Felicity reaches down to her wrist and grabs an armband with the letters "ML" on it, pulls it up to her bicep and awaits for the match to begin.

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DING! DING! DING!


The opening bell sounds and Trelicity Sanks immediately tells Bigz Bronson and Tyron Bombay that she’s going to start the match. Felicity pulls herself up from out of her corner and patiently waits for Sanks to step in her direction. Once Bigz and Tyron step out onto the apron, Trelicity turns around and walks toward the former World Champion, pointing her index finger at her while berating her with obscenities. Felicity’s facial expression remains blank as she steps toward Trelicity, now only a few inches away from the Trilluminaughty member.

Trelicity begins screaming that “Sanks > Banks” and that she’s going to humiliate her which brings a smile to Felicity’s face. A split second later, Trelicity goes to clothesline Felicity down, but Felicity ducks underneath it, waits for Trelicity to turn around, and absolutely blasts her with the “Bank Shot” superkick! Felicity falls on top of Trelicity and looks over at the other two members of Trlluminaughty, almost like she was saying “Next” as the referee slides into position and makes the count…

ONE!


TWO!


THREE!


And just like that, Trelicity Sanks was eliminated not even ten seconds into the match!

WHISPER VIPERI: Trelicity Sanks has been eliminated! (0:09)

The audience explodes after the announcement made by Whisper Viperi as Felicity crawls back into her corner, and leans her back against the turnbuckles, patiently waiting to see who was going to come into the match next.

BRIAN MASON: Welp, if this match was one fall to finish Felicity would have won in under ten seconds.

RANDY THE PLOT: Yeah, but it’s elimination style, Mase. And she’s still gotta go through that big ass ninja Bigz and his boy Tyron Bombay.

BRIAN MASON: Very true, but if anyone on the roster can pull this off, it’s Felicity.

Bigz and Tyron discuss who should go in next as Felicity uses the ropes to pull herself up to her feet, and waves both of them to get into the ring. This angers Bronson as he puts his hand Bombay’s chest to prevent him from getting inside the ring, and then steps over the top rope, signaling that he was coming into the match. Just as Bronson’s foot touches the canvas, Felicity charges forward and dropkicks him right in the knee, trying to work the big man’s leg so she can get him ground. Bigz manages to pushes Felicity back long enough to get into the ring, but Felicity remains in attack mode.

She charges back at Bigz and starts kicking and kneeing the same leg she dropkicked earlier, but Bigz grabs her by the throat and choke tosses her across the ring! Bigz steps toward Felicity and rips her up by her hair, flinging her over his shoulder just to hit a running powerslam smack dab in the middle of the ring. Bigz looks down at Felicity and then moves over to his corner to make the tag to Tyron Bombay.

JERMAINE MARKS: BOMBAY! Damn I love sayin’ that.

Bombay climbs up to the rope and waits for Bigz to pick Felicity up. Once she’s up to her feet, Bigz holds her by her hair, allowing Bombay to dive off the top rope and land a missile dropkick right on Felicity! Bombay doesn’t waste any time and immediately goes for the cover…

ONE!


TWO!


KICKOUT!


Felicity gets her shoulder up right at the count of two, but Bombay was right back to the offense. He lifts Felicity up to her feet, slips behind her and hits a snap belly to back to suplex. With Felicity down, Bombay goes back onto the apron and looks ready for a springboard attack as he patiently waits for Felicity to push herself back up to her feet.

After a few seconds pass, Felicity wills her way up to her feet and Bombay goes for a springboard clothesline, but Felicity sidesteps out of the way! Luckily for Bombay he manages to roll through instead of landing hard, immediately getting back up to his feet. He charges toward Felicity, but Felicity strikes first with a jumping knee attack right to Bombay’s face. Bombay staggers back just enough for Felicity to shoot forward and hit her trademark “Space Jam” jumping DT!

RANDY THE PLOT: EVERYBODY GET UP, IT’S TIME TO SLAM NOW! WE GOT A REAL JAM GOIN DOWN, WELCOME TO THE SPACE JAM!

BRIAN MASON: That may have been the opening Felicity needed right there. Bombay looks out of it.

Felicity shakes the cobwebs out of her head, but instead going on the attack to Bombay, she charges across the ring and blasts Bigz Bronson off of the apron with a jumping high knee attack!

Bigz crashes down to the floor outside, allowing Felicity to focus all of her attention on Bombay. She bangs her foot off the mat, calling for the Bank shot as Bombay slowly starts pulling himself up. After a few second, Bombay finally makes it up to his feet. He turns around…

JERMAINE MARKS: BANK SHOT!

No! Bombay catches Felicity’s leg before she connects with a superkick! He holds onto her foot and laughs in her face before he spins her around, but Felicity does a complete three sixty and connects with a dragon whip kick right to Bombay’s face! Bombay hits the floor hard and Felicity starts to feel it, flailing her arms to get the ruckus New York crowd even more hype than they already were.

Felicity looks over her shoulder to see Bigz Bronson slowly picking himself back up, but she immediately charges toward the ropes and takes him back down with low rope suicide dive!

BRIAN MASON: Felicity is on a roll right now!

RANDY THE PLOT: She gotta get back in the ring and take Bombay out while she got time, bruh. Bigz gon’ take a lot of work to put away on his own if she get Bombay out.

The former World Champion pushes herself up to her feet and slides into the ring. She sees Bombay was still lifeless after the dragon whip kick and immediately pulls her kneepad down for the “Off with your head!” setup. She patiently waits for Bombay to sit up, and once he does, she runs back off the ropes…

BRIAN MASON: What the hell?!

Trelicity Sanks hops onto the apron and pulls the rope down, causing Felicity to fall to the floor outside and land hard on the back of her head! The referee sees this and immediately calls for the bell!

DING! DING! DING!

Trelicity, not leaving the ringside area after being eliminated, stares down at Felicity with an evil grin on her face as Tyron Bombay slides out of the ring and helps Bigz Bronson up to his feet.

WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this as result of disqualification… FELICITY BAAAAAAAAANKS!

The crowd explodes at the announcement, but that doesn’t stop Trelicity Sanks from putting the boots to Felicity! The other two members of Trilluminaughty make their way to other side of the ring and help Trel beat down the downed Felicity, stomping down on every limb of her body.

BRIAN MASON: This isn’t right! Trilluminaughty wasn’t out here to win this match! They’re here to hurt Felicity!

JERMAINE MARKS: Shits wild, fam. She shoulda came up with a plan just in case this happened though.

Bigz lifts Felicity up to her feet, holding her still so Trelicity could blasts her with a roundhouse kick right to the side of the head! Felicity falls right back down to the floor and even slips underneath the ring a bit, Trilluminaughty laughing at what they’re doing.

Bigz nudges Bombay with his arm and points toward the announce table, telling Bombay to rip it apart so they could put Felicity through it.

RANDY THE PLOT: Nah, bruh! Leave our table alone!

Tyron ignores Randy and rips the announce table apart, pulling the monitors off and clearing all the space that he could. Once the table was cleared off, Bigz goes to lift Felicity up, but she holds onto something underneath the ring, making it hard for him to pull her away. Trelicity hunches over to help, finally getting Felicity out from under the ring, but she isn’t empty handed.

RANDY THE PLOT: What the hell Fel got in her hand?!

BRIAN MASON: Those look like those… those nunchucks she tweeted a few days ago!

Seeing the surprised look on Trelicity’s and Bigz face, Felicity swings the nunchucks up and connects with Trelicity’s face! Trelicity falls right to the ground allowing Felicity to get up and swing the nunchucks right to the abdomen of Bigz Bronson!

JERMAINE MARKS: Ayeeee, ninja Fel!

Felicity turns her attention to Tyron Bombay, but Bombay quickly grabs a hold of the lifeless Trelicity’s arms and pulls her away from Fel. Bombay and Trelicity make it up to the ramp, but Bigz Bronson was still in Felicity’s reach! Bigz looks at Felicity and begins pleading for her to not attack, but Felicity ignores this and blasts him with nunchucks to the knee!

Felicity goes for swing the nunchucks at the back of Bigz’s head, but Bigz manages to push Felicity back just enough to limp away and make it to his crew on the entrance ramp.

BRIAN MASON: They’re retreating! Trilluminaughty is retreating!

RANDY THE PLOT: I don’t think they were expecting this, bruh. I mean, Felicity said she ain’t want nobody helpin her tonight and we see why now. She had a plan this whole time!

JERMAINE MARKS: She reverting back to her old ways, slime. Always a step ahead.

Felicity slides back into the ring and waves Trilluminaughty to the ring to come get some, but the trio back up the ramp, yelling obscenities in Felicity’s direction. The former World Champion continues swinging the nunchucks around like a ninja as “Courtesy Call” fills the arena speakers, leaving Felicity in the ring to celebrate her disqualification victory with her fans.

WINNER via DISQUALIFICATION - FELICITY BANKS (8:16)
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"Pain" by Three Days Grace hits and the audience immediately begins to boo as Luke Wisia steps out from behind the curtain and quickly makes a beeline for the ring. He flips off the fans in the front row that are very vocal about him before he slides into the ring. Wisia then yanks the microphone out of Whisper's hands and screams at her to get out.

Luke stands in the middle of the ring, slightly looking down at the canvas and biting the inside of his mouth.

LUKE WISIA: Play time is over, Colton. I'm absolutely FINISHED with you and all the fuckin' games. I been done with yiu since Darkness Falls. Hell, even before Darkness Falls when you refused to keep your bird beak nose outta my god damn business. You think this shit is funny? Of course it's funny to someone like you, it's just another day on the job, another pay check in the bank, another easy opponent to keep a notch on under ya belt.

Wisia pauses for a moment and looks around at the crowd as they show their distaste for him.

LUKE WISIA: It's pathetic. Pathetic for you. Pathetic for these fans. And pathetic to everyone you consider an opponent on the other side of the ring.... I'm not like that pedophile, Tank. I'm not like that turd eatin' douche, Heath. And I sure as hell ain't like that cun guzzlin' bitch, Fran. And for the last month, probably longer, I've had to look at your retarded face and realize that this is all just a game to you....

Yet another slight pause, Wisia shakes head some, anger flaring up in his eyes while the fans start to make noise to just try and drown him out.

LUKE WISIA: NO! I ain't these other fuckin' fools. I ain't YOU! I'm better.... And I'm better based off the fact that your time has been behind you long before you dropped that No Limits Championship. My time is just comin'.... it's peakin'. While you been struttin' around with your same old bland bullshit, it's my time to shine. My time is now and the future. Bein' one the best talents on this shit fuckin' roster and there's still alllllllllllllll that room ahead of me.... while yours has been in the back mirror, wastin' your time with the pieces of shit people try to pass off for wrestlers.

He raises the microphone to his lips and starts yelling, spit flying from his mouth.

LUKE WISIA: YOU'RE DONE, COLTON! COME THE FUCK OUT HERE AND LET THE FANS SEE WHAT THE PAST LOOKS LIKE. COME OUT HERE AND ADMIRE THE FUTURE WHILE YOU'RE STILL AT LEAST A LIL FUCKIN' RELEVANT! Come out here now, Colton.... Watch out

"Heavy Is The Head" by the Zakk Brown Band blared throughout the arena as Colton Sterling steps out from behind the curtain. He has a microphone in hand and calls for his music to be cut before turning his attention fully on Luke.

COLTON STERLING: You really are an idiot, aren't you? You sit there, in the ring and run your stupid goddamn mouth, just like you've done since the day you met me. You've tried to run me through the mud and yet, I still didn't know what your problem was with me. But now I have an idea.

Colton makes his way towards the ring before quickly walking up the steels steps and entering the ring.

COLTON STERLING: You're mad because I've done more than you might ever do in your goddamn career. You're mad because when you see me, you see someone who was a champion and will be a future World champion. And you don't see that when you look at yourself.

Colton takes another step forward as he keeps going on.

COLTON STERLING: You've got it ass backwards. I'm not the past and you're not the future. I am the future and when I'm done with you at Destiny, you will be the past.

LUKE WISIA: Ohhhhhh, big talk from the big man, huh? You think that's just the way it's gonna go? Just like the ending of a good movie?

Luke shakes his head and takes several steps towards Colton, getting inches from his face.

LUKE WISIA: You see the future, right? Did you see this comin'.....

Out of nowhere, Luke Wisia throws a Bank Shot right at Colton's face! But someway, Sterling ducks right underneath just in time as the fans seem just as surprised as Luke when the horror cross his face. Luke quickly turns around and gets caught with a bicycle kick from Colton! Wisia quickly rolls out of the ring and starts getting to his feet, ticked off.

Sterling motions for him to reenter the ring, but Wisia backs up instead, fuming and continuing to talk shit. He lets Sterling know that he's gonna get his as he makes his way up the ramp. Giving Sterling the bird one time, Wisia then exits to the back and we cut to somewhere else.

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Eli Zayn is standing backstage in the Defiance interview area. Standing next to him is a estatic Brian Stryker fresh off his victory over Nicky V to advance to the next round in the Path to Destiny Tournament.

ELI ZAYN: I’m am standing next to the man who advanced to the next round in the HKW Path to Destiny Tournament, Brian Stryker. Brian, you have said several times over the past few weeks that this was a must win match for you. Care to explain why you believed that?

BRIAN STRYKER: It’s simple Eli. My record here in HKW is not good at all. It’s shit. Honestly, I wouldn’t be able to stay here if I kept losing. This match wasn’t just a match. It’s was my last stand. To show that I can win and that I will one day be winning a title.

ELI ZAYN: Where do you go from here?

BRIAN STRYKER: Simple. I go up. I’ve got that confidence back. I’m feeling good. The momentum is back on my side and let me tell you something Eli. When I’m on a roll and have momentum, I am a dangerous mother fucker.

ELI ZAYN: In the next round you’ll be facing Jay’don Ashaan. Any words on that?[/b]


BRIAN STRYKER: I’ll have something to say once we get to that bridge. But for now I’ll leave you with these parting words. Destiny, isn’t set in stone. You can change it to work for you. My destiny is to win it all and I won’t a damn person stop me.

Stryker slaps Eli on the shoulder playfully as he walks off to get showered.

ELI ZAYN: Strong words from Brian Stryker. The rest of the bracket better keep on eye on that man as he is on a mission.

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The video opens with a black screen and the caption of "Earlier Today" before transitioning to a shot of outside the Blue Cross Arena. Late in the afternoon, the sun is still out as the earliest fans begin streaming towards the arena's entrances for Defiance later in the night. A good portion of them turn their heads at an electronic screeching. The camera turns to the side to show former Bloodlust Champion Ashley Sullivan standing on a stage with large rolled up poster in her hand and a loudspeaker held up to her mouth.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: Excuse me! Can I have your attention please!? Won't the real Bloodlust Champion please stand up!

The fans in the area look at each other awkwardly and a life-sized stand up of Leifi Maivia springs up to stand next to Ashley. She turns and looks at it as if it has three hands before returning her attention to the fans.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: I say again... Will the real Bloodlust Champion please stand up!?

Ashley looks at the cardboard Leifi with a groan before turning away.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: We might have a problem here.

Ashley doesn't look at the cardboard Leifi again as she kicks her leg out to the side and sends it flying back and off of the stage.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: That's no kind of champion! That's a klepto thief that can't keep his grubby paws off of something that isn't his!

With her hand holding the poster, Ashley lets it roll open in front of her for everyone to see a picture of the HKW Bloodlust Championship title belt. The words "Kidnapped by Reapers" appears in bold over the picture.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: On this last Defiance, you along with everyone else watching witnessed a kidnapping. That Ash-pretender Nicole Hamilton was finding out firsthand that she got in over her head when she wanted a shot at my baby. That was when when that title abductor Leifi attacked me and ran over with my baby. If you see Leifi with her, I urge you to do the right thing and bring her back to me. She answers to "Doodlebug" and probably very scared. I don't know if he's feeding her or anything.

Ashley rolls up the poster with one hand before setting it down at her feet.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: Unless any of you or if Leifi somehow finds a conscious before the start of the show tonight and sees to it that she's returned back to me, I honestly can't say how far I'll go to get her back. She's mine! And anyone that gets in the way of me getting back what's mine had better beware.

Ashley jumps down from the stage still holding the loudspeaker.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: That Reaper scum Leifi holding my title hostage end tonight!

The scene fades out as Ashley walk through the crowd towards the arena entrance.

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WHISPER VIPERI: The following is a Path to Destiny tournament match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, already in the ring, she is the Supreme Champion....EVA CASTRO!

Eva Castro is in the ring, raising her title high in the air as the audience boos her. She then heads to her corner and waits for her opponent to get down to the ring so she can beat him and advance to the next round.

“I DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT MY BAD REPUTATION!”

Alessio van Duren splits the curtain, strutting out from the back with a confident air about him as he surveys the crowd for a brief second before dismissing them with a slight chuckle. He then begins to make his way down to the ring, cracking his knuckles before ensuring that his wrist tape is strapped on tight.

"Never catch me slipping, red cup solo sipping out the whip with yo’ bitches,
Don't give a fuck about opinions, that don't pay the bills,
I'm just keeping it real!"


van Duren slaps the steel steps twice in quick succession before making his way up them and into the ring all in one swift motions. He stretches in the centre of the ring for a quick moment before reminding the fans of his feelings toward them. Alessio then retreats into his corner, waiting for his match to begin.

WHISPER VIPERI: And her opponent...ALESSIO VAN DUREN!

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DING! DING! DING!


Alessio and Eva slowly circle the ring before the two lock up. Eva quickly slips behind Alessio and goes to roll him up. But Alessio rolls through and quickly gets to his feet while Eva is on all fours. He goes for a stomp to the back of the head of the Supreme champion, but she moves out of the way before catching into a rollup from behind!

ONE!

TW-KICKOUT!

Alessio quickly scrambles to his feet, but is dropped with a dropkick! He gets to his feet again, this time a bit slower, and Eva catches him with a hurricanrana, sending him through the ropes and out of the ring. She then waits for Alessio to get to his feet before sailing through the ropes and catching him with a suicide dive! Alessio's back hits the barricade before he falls back down onto the ground.

BRIAN MASON: Eva Castro is in full control right now!

JERMAINE MARKS: Alessio talking about snapping arms, but he ain't doing a damn thing.

RANDY THE PILOT: Give him a second. He might do something sooner or later.

Eva gets to her feet afterwards and instead of going after Alessio, she taunts the fans. She gets into the face of this little blonde girl rocking the same haircut as Aurora Master. After yelling at the girl and making her cry, Eva goes right back towards Alessio, who floors her with a European uppercut! Eva slowly shakes off the European uppercut as she gets to her feet seconds later, but Alessio grabs her and tosses her back first into the barricade!

van Duren slowly peels her off of the barricade and throws her back first into the ring apron. She then stumbles forward and is met with a clothesline to mixed reaction! Alessio looks at the audience, shaking his head before grabbing Castro and getting her up to both feet, then tossing her into the ring. He then slides in right before the count of nine and grabs Eva by the hair, getting yelled at by the ref, before lifting her up and planting her with a brainbuster! Alessio then goes for the cover as he gets another mixed reaction.

BRIAN MASON: The tide has turned!

JERMAINE MARKS: Looks like van Duren still got some fight in em, slime.

RANDY THE PILOT: Yeah, but Eva looks like she's out of it.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Eva kicks out and Alessio shakes his head before slowly getting to his feet. He grabs Eva and gets her up to both feet as well before irish whipping her into the nearest corner. He then charges in and looks to go for a European uppercut, but is met with a boot to the face that sends him stumbling backwards. Eva then quickly hops onto the middle turnbuckle before hopping off, quickly hooking AvD's head before dropping him with a tornado DDT! She then goes for the cover!

BRIAN MASON: What a tornado DDT!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Eva quickly gets to her feet after the kickout, not bothering to argue with the ref, but instead rushing towards the nearest ropes. She jumps on them, then leaps off and lands a lionsault on Alessio! Eva hooks both legs before she goes for the cover!

JERMAINE MARKS: That's it for Alessio, slime!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Eva lets out a frustrated grunt before she gets to her feet and grabs Alessio by his hair. Once she has him up to both feet, she kicks him in the gut, keeling him over, then hooks his head. Castro then hits a Twist of Fate as the audience gives her a mixed reaction. She then goes for the cover once again!

RANDY THE PILOT: Damn, that might be it for Alessio!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-KICKOUT!

Alessio kicks out again, kissing Eva off. She quickly gets to her feet and begins arguing with the ref. But the ref doesn't back down as the two competitors get into an argument with one another. Meanwhile, Alessio has slowly gotten up to both feet and shaking off the attack he's been throw. his way from Eva. Spotting that she is distracted, Alessio grabs her from behind and turns her around before catching her with a closed fist uppercut to the jaw!

Eva goes out like a light, but Alessio doesn't let her fall to the mat and instead hoists her on his shoulders! He then plants her with a rolling fireman's carry as the audience gives him another mixed reaction. van Duren then grabs the left leg of Eva before locking in the RRK! Castro screams out in pain and holds on for 30 seconds before she slaps the mat repeatedly!

DING! DING! DING!

WHISPER VIPERI: Here's your winner and advancing to the next round....ALESSIOOOOOOOOO VAN DURRRRRRRRREN!

Alessio gets to his feet after he lets go of the RRK and has his hand raised by the ref as the audience boos him for the most part.

BRIAN MASON: AvD gets the job done and will move on to the next round!

JERMAINE MARKS: Thought he was about to tear Eva's leg off.

RANDY THE PILOT: Guarantee you he would have too if she ain't tap. Alessio a real threat in this shit.

WINNER: Alessio van Duren (6:42)
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The scene opens up backstage, showing Xavier Asher Daniels hobbling through the doors of the Parking Lot backstage and heading towards the direction of The Locker Rooms. Having looked like a wreck since his private issues came to light a few months ago, the Tag Team Champion seemed to look better than normal as he turned down a hallway. He suddenly stopped, looking around as he heard a sound coming from behind him.

XAVIER ASHER DANIELS: … Hello?

XAD looks around, maybe he was still trying to sober up and his mind was playing tricks on him. The second that the thought hit him, his expression turned into one of complete sadness as he looked down at the ground.

Sober… it’s the first time in a long time he could say that about himself.

He sighs and shakes his head--SMACK!!! XAD is dropped by a big boot, the assailant comes into the frame….Jimmy Page. Page nonchalant begins to pick Xavier up who’s still clutching his jaw. Page slams the back of XAD’s head against the doors he entered. Xavier slumps against the doors, grunting in pain. Page with cruel intent backs and runs, smacking XAD in the jaw again with a boot!

JIMMY PAGE: “YOU HAVE A KICKABLE FACE” HUH…?!

Page begins to try and snatch the clothes off of XAD’s back, trying to bring him to his feet. He stands him up.

JIMMY PAGE: C’mon, do it, I’m right here!! You dared me right?! HUH?! YOU DARED ME RIGHT?! HUH--

Page smacks XAD in the face, who’s groggy as it is. He keeps smacking him over and over.

JIMMY PAGE: YOU’RE A MAN NOW?! HUH?! YOU’RE A MAN?!?

Page kicks XAD in his gut that brings him to his knees. Page begins to pick up a prescription bottle. Page stands over Xavier, and begins to pour the contents down his throat. Page holds XAD’s mouth and nose closed until he finishes it all. Then, Page doesn’t waste time and BLASTS him in the face with Trauma Symphony!!! XAD crumbles to the floor. Page doesn’t look done, he grabs XAD by his left leg and drags him out of the arena, into the parking lot area. Page with a dead glare flops him down. He stands over XAD…

JIMMY PAGE: ….We got’em....it’s like I said...S’like I said....

Page mumbles to himself and begins to walk off, XAD is still out. The camera hovers over the limp body of Xavier, it then cuts away quickly...

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The crowd is nothing but murmurs until Onyx is shown entering the Blue Cross Arena on the knoxotron. Just the sight of her made the crowd come alive as she walks down the hall with the HKW World Championship on her shoulder. She seemed to be walking with a purpose, with her head held high as she looked around, saying hi to a few members of the backstage crew, but it seemed like she is on the look out for someone.

As she adjusted her R.E.A.F.E.R T sleeve, pulling it down some, a seemingly excited Eli Zayn approached her.

ELI ZAYN: ONYX! Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?

Onyx thinks for a moment, obviously deliberating if she should allow Eli to ask or not as she looked at the watch on her hand, and then back up at Eli who seemed very eager. Scratching the back of her head she looked around before shrugging with a smile.

ONYX PAYNE: I suppose I can answer a few questions for you, Eli.

ELI ZAYN: Excellent! Now there have been some questions about how you wanted to hand Felicity the title because of the unfortunate incident that happened during your match, but the main one has been why didn’t you offer the title to Shane?

As Eli moved the Microphone over to Onyx, it seemed that the World Champion was having difficulty keeping a straight face.

ONYX PAYNE: What happened with my match against Shane, was no way the same as what happened during my match against Felicity. Shane was in no way shape or form physically attacked to the point where he could no longer compete. He could have continued with the match /shrug/ He just decided not to. As for Felicity… She was physically attacked to the point where she couldn’t continue with the match. She had me. If the referee would have been there she would have been the new World Champion. For me to win, Trilluminaughty had to physically put me on top of Felicity for the win. Fel had the match won. There was no question. So that’s why I wanted to give the title to Felicity, because it was the right thing to do.

ELI ZAYN: Because of the incident… Do you somehow feel any less of a champion? Like you don’t deserve it?

Thinking for a moment, Onyx smiled.

ONYX PAYNE: I would be lying if I said I didn’t, but, I kind of felt that way even after I won it for awhile. It wasn’t until Felicity gave me her approval that I really and truly felt like a true champion. Like I did deserve to hold this title.

She gestured to the World Championship on her shoulder.

ONYX PAYNE: Because I really respect her, and I still look up to her. So when you have like your mentor disappointed in you, and making you feel like you don’t deserve something, it makes you wonder if you’re truly ready you know? So when Felicity gave me the title back, and said I deserved it, that I earned it… In that moment, I felt like that is when my Championship reign truly began. I don’t know if that makes sense to you, but it makes sense to me.

ELI ZAYN: I kind of get it? I guess I would have to be a wrestler to truly understand what you mean, but speaking of Felicity. What do you think about what’s going on with her and Fran? It’s kind of what you and Fel went through.

Onyx began to shake her head.

ONYX PAYNE: It’s nothing like what me and Fel went through. Fel turned her back on me when we were tag team champions because she was keeping her word to her friends. When she attacked me after I won the World title, she did it because she was angry, and I took what belonged to her. Fran on the other hand-

Just then, HKW co-owner Brandon Banks walked in between them on his phone looking a bit cheesed off.

ONYX PAYNE: Excuse me, Eli.

Onyx began to follow BB, and when he hung up his phone, Onyx tapped him on the shoulder getting his attention.

ONYX PAYNE: I need to speak with you, privately.

The look on her face and the tone of her voice was very serious as she looked up at BB.

BB: … aren’t we talking right now? OH. You said privately!

Banks chuckled, but then immediately stopped as he narrowed a brow.

BB: Wait, privately?

ONYX PAYNE: Yes. Privately. I have some business to discuss with you.

A disappointed look came over the HKW co-owners face,. Clearly he was hoping for something else.

BB: Fuck, bruh. I thought I was gonna get my damn riddles finally.

He frowned.

BB: Business always gotta ruin everything. Starting to hate business. Matter fact I always hated business, but now I hate it even more.

Banks continued going off under his breath, sounding like a child who just got denied an ice cream cone by his parents.

BB: Fine. Whatever. Follow me and I’ll lead you to my domain.

Banks turned around and started walking down the hallway, Onyx following as the picture transitioned to another part of the arena.

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Cameras cut backstage where the members of Trilluminaughty were standing outside of the No Limits Champions locker room, discussing the happenings earlier in the night.

BIGZ BRONSON: Nah, I ain’ fixin’ to mess with no psycho chick with nunchucks, son. I only got me a high school edumacation but I’m smart ‘nuff to know when to retreat, son.

Trelicity Sanks appears to be the most upset out of the group, pointing her finger at Bigz and poking him in the chest.

TRELICITY SANKS: Easy for you to say! You’re not the one who was eliminated from the match in under ten seconds! Oh my god, I’m going to hurt that little cretin! First she steals my name, and now she humiliates me?! ME?! THE PRINCESS OF POUGHKEEPSIE?! Uh-uh! That’s not how it’s gonna go down!

Bigz grabs her arm, and shoves to the side after a number of pokes to his chest by Trelicity.

BIGZ BRONSON: Touch me again and your finger will become lunch meat.

As the two continue to argue, JESAS’ locker room flung open. She storms out in her ring gear with the No Limits Championship belt noticeably missing from her person because the HKW fanbase was so used to seeing it attached to Captain HKW at all times.

FRANCESCA: BRUH…

Fran claps.

FRANCESCA: AIN’T

CLAP!

FRANCESCA: NO!

CLAP!

FRANCESCA: TIME!

CLAP!

FRANCESCA: To be playin’ no games. JESAS DON’T HAVE HA STRAP ON HER YET BUT SHE TRYNA PUT HERSELF IN KAI’S SHOES FOR A SEC YAWL. To feel what it’s like to NEVA have no strap. NOW she done gotta get ready to defend ha title and she ain’t FINNINA lose to some trash like Kai yawl. SO yawl niggas BETTA be ready cause yawl standin’ guard to make sure FEL FEL don’t go through with some MORE non FLEEK shit like tryna cause Captain to lose this jawn.

Fran looks at Bigz, and then at Trelicity.

FRANCESCA: Yawl already done messed up on these SKREETZ one time by not endin’ Fel Fel earlier. We know she done pulled out some demonic witchcraft with them sticks on a chain but yawl just up and ran. Yawl betta do one good by JESAS now or else I’m stickin’ yawl weave on a pike. I’m REALLY finna get ratchet if yawl fuck up again.

She shakes her head.

FRANCESCA: We out yawl, tell Tyron bring his ass.

Fran walks off with Trelicity following right behind her. Bigz looks down the other end of the hallway and sees Tyron Bombay standing on guard, making sure Felicity Banks doesn't pop up out of nowhere.

BIGZ BRONSON: Ayo, Bombay! We out! Lets go!

Tyron rushes down the hallway and meets up with Bigz as Trilluminaughty takes their leave with a plan in mind. The scene fades out with Bigz and Tyron catching up to Trelicity and Fran as Defiance cuts to another part of the arena.

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Kid Cudi's "Maniac" hits the PA System as Miles makes his way onto the stage, once the song really kicks in. He smiles sadistically at the crowd, raising both fists into the air and then makes his way to the ring, slapping hands with various fans in the front row. Upon reaching the ring, Joey rolls in and pulls himself onto the nearest turnbuckle. He raises his hands on the middle rope and then pops back down.

WHISPER VIPER: "Introducing, from Miami Florida, weighing in tonight at one hundred and eighty-three pounds, "Satan's Protégé" Joey Miles!"

BRIAN MASON: Joey Miles has been put through hell by Supreme Machine and tonight he’s hoping to get some revenge.

JERMAINE MARKS: This nigga should have run. Supreme has been a beast since his debut.

“From Now on We are Enemies... You and I”

The spoken intro of “Warheart” by Children of Bodom seeps from the PA system as the Arena goes completely black. The rapidfire drumming of the song and the intro riff hits the arena like a ten ton hammer and as the growling vocals by Alexi Laiho begin, some fog begins to form on the entrance way.

RANDY THE PILOT: And here he comes. BRUUH Supreme Machine is just an absolute monster.

Slowly, a figure can be seen walking into the fog, spreading its hands into a crucifix pose as a bright light backlits it.

WHISPER VIPER: : " And his opponent Making his way to the ring... from the Boiler Room... weighing in at 315 pounds... He is the Destruction Personified... he is... SUPREMEEEE... MAAAACHINEEEE!"

The shadow pulls its hands back, crossing em on its chest, causing a large pyro, which evaporates the fog, revealing The Supreme Machine standing there, his head held down and hands crossed across his chest. As the lights begin to slowly return, SuMa glares around from beneath his hair, and begins to slowly walk towards the ring. As he reaches the ring, he slowly slides in from through the ropes, gets up in the middle of the ring and whips his head up in a rapid motion, revealing his masked face.

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DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!


As the ring bell sounds Supreme Machine and Joey Miles engage in a collar and elbow tie up. Joey pushes with everything he has but is tossed to the side with ease by his much larger opponent.

BRIAN MASON: I don’t think Joey Miles wants to try to match strength with Supreme Machine here.

JERMAINE MARKS: This fool will be dropped real quick if he tries.

Joey springs back to his feet and goes straight in another lock up only to be tossed again.
Supreme Machine. Locking up again Supreme goes to toss Joey again but instead Joey uses his speed to slip free into a go behind. Hitting a forearm smash into the back of the neck of Supreme stumbles forward as he Joey slams into him with a clothesline to the that sends down to one knee.

BRIAN MASON: Joey luls the big man into a false sense of security before taking the advantage

RANDY THE PILOT: He needs to use his speed her and press the advantage.

Joey hits the ropes coming off at Supreme, but as he’s rebounding Supreme gets to his feet and levels Joey with a big boot to the face sending joey to the holding his face. As the monstrous Supreme lifts Joey off the mat he delivers a series of right hands that back Joey into the corner. Supreme drives his elbow into the side of Joey’s head repeated causing him to slump into the corner.Supreme lifts Joey onto his shoulder and drops him onto the turnbuckle head first. Then immediately lifts Joey onto his shoulder again.Joey somehow slides down his back and hits the rope coming off and connecting with a cross body block. Hooking the leg Joey goes for the cover.

BRIAN MASON: Joey trying to pick up a quick win here.

ONE


TWO


Supreme kicks out with ease tossing miles across the ring.

JERMAINE MARKS: No surprise there as Supreme kicks out with ease.

Both mean get to their feet quickly, Joey spring into attack mode quickly coming straight at Supreme only to be caught with a huge spinebuster causing Joey to arch his back in pain. Supreme reaches over pulling Joey down and going for the lateral press.

BRIAN MASON: Now Supreme Machine gets the upper hand and goes for a cover. Both men using their strengths to take advantage

ONE




TWO


Joey rolls his shoulder off the mat at two. The monster slowly pulls Joey to his feet by his hair. Grabbing Joey wrist the big man pulls him into a clothesline. Supreme doesn’t let go of Joey’s wrist however bringing him into another clothesline, once again he doesn’t let go. Again he pulls Joey up by the wrist pulling him into Throttle and Mask driving Joey’s back into the mat yet again before hooking a leg and going for the cover.

JERMAINE MARKS: Hell , that was a brutal slam by that nigga.

ONE










TWO







RANDY THE PILOT: He might have him here.


THRREEEEEE







No, Joey kicks out again. Supreme looks over at the ref for a moment before turning his attention back to Joey.

BRIAN MASON: It’s not going to be that easy to take out Miles guys.

RANDY THE PILOT: No doubt but this isn’t how Miles wanted this match to go.

JERMAINE MARKS: Nah, you guys be real experts out here. I would have never guess he didn’t want his ass beat.

Lifting him off the canvas he slings Joey arm over his head lifting him into the air for a vertical suplex. Holding Joey up in the air Supreme starts to walk around the ring. Joey uses the opportunity to drive his knee into Supreme’s head. Supreme leans forward slightly allowing Joey to drop straight down and plant him with a spike ddt. Supreme lays on the ground staring at the lights as Joey slowly starts to get to his feet.

BRIAN MASON: Another counter by Miles, he seems to have scouted Machine well.

JERMAINE MARKS: He’s using his brain, and as shocking as that is, he’s clearly outsmarted the monster to this point.

Joey waits for Supreme to get to his feet and as the monster does Joey hits the ropes springing off and driving the big man face first into the mat. Joey tries to make the cover but has to roll Supreme over. He struggles for a moment before finally using his body to turn Supreme over and making the cover.

ONE



JERMAINE MARKS: One handed bulldog into the mat, Miles is on fire here.

TWO













Again, Supreme kicks out with relative ease.

RANDY THE PILOT: It just doesn’t seem like Miles can keep him down though.

Joey doesn’t waste any time though slamming his forearm into the side of the big man’s head. Supreme tries to shake it off, as he struggles to get to his feet but eventually does. Joey continues the assault hitting Supreme with rights and lefts before connecting with a spinning back fist to the side of the monsters head. The big man is staggers bouncing off the ropes and hits a surprising kick to Joey’s knee. Joey quickly drops holding his knee. Supreme takes advantage lifting Joey up and dropping him in a hurry with a sit-out powerbomb into a cover.

ONE

BRIAN MASON: A huge powerbomb from Supreme






TWO












JERMAINE MARKS: This looks like it might be enough.


















THHHHRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE















No, Joey just rolls his shoulder off the mat in time.

RANDY THE PILOT: So close but Miles manages to get his shoulder up.

BRIAN MASON: These two are just trading bombs here tonight.

JERMAINE MARKS: Miles using his speed and Supreme using his power. It’s been back and forth.

As Supreme gets to his feet to his feet, clearly frustrated. Supreme stands over Joey stalking him, as the smaller opponent slowly gets to his feet favoring his back. The monster grabs Joey around the neck lifting him looking for Bouff Breaker (Chokeslam Backbreaker) but Joey manages to latch onto Supreme’s head and turn away from his knee hitting traumatic experience (codebreaker) and flooring Machine who lands on his back. Both men lay on the canvas as the referee begins to count.

BRIAN MASON: What a counter by Miles as both men go down.

JERMAINE MARKS: This nigga got an answer for everything tonight.

RANDY THE PILOT: This is all about revenge and it seems as if Miles won’t be denied.

ONE

TWO


THREE

FOUR

FIVE


Joey starts to move turning onto his stomach and crawling towards Machine, who is still laid out.

SIX

SEVEN


Joey makes it to Supreme and lunges into as the ref drops to make the count.

ONE







TWO
















TTTTHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRR


No, Supreme was too close to the ropes as his size yet again was a difference maker getting his foot on the bottom rope.

BRIAN MASON: Just a little too close to the ropes there or MILES might have had this!

JERMAINE MARKS: He had nothing, Supreme wasn’t close to be done.

Joey still obviously in pain crawls to the ropes as he clutches his back. Reaching up he grabs the ropes to pull himself to his feet. Looking over his shoulder Miles sees Machine getting to his feet. He uses the ropes to springboard towards Supreme looking for Excellence in motion but Machine sidesteps Miles, catching miles by the throat lifting him straight into a bouff breaker. He hangs on not letting Miles drop to the ground, instead he transitions into a double underhook position and plants Miles with an Asylum driver. Machine pushes Miles to the side then makes the cover.

ONE


TWO


THREEEE


NO! somehow miles manages to get his shoulder off the mat at the last possible second.

JERMAINE MARKS: Wait how in the world!

Brian Mason: A great counter by Machine, and an even better transition from a Bouff breaker into an Asylum Driver but somehow some way Miles kicked out.

Supreme is in disbelief but gets straight back to work. Lift Joey off the mat, he quickly goes for a lariat but Miles manages to duck and counter with a reverse STO dropping Machine straight to the mat only to swing his leg over Machines head and lock in the Koji Clutch.

BRIAN MASON: Another counter this once leads to Fade out. Miles has it locked in.

RANDY THE PILOT: I can’t believe it he’s got it in deep.

Machine is a long distance away from the ropes in front of him. The large man kicks his legs out trying to reach the ropes behind him but they’re just out of reach. Joey squeezes the hold tighter turning red in the face as Machine tries to fight free. Using his legs to try to push upward he barely gets Joey up in the air. It only last for a seconds before he falls back to the ground. Again Joey torques the hold with everything he has.

JERMAINE MARKS: It’s unbelievable but he’s still got it on. He better not let go or this nigga gonna die.

RANDY THE PILOT I don’t think Joey plans on letting go anytime soon.

BRIAN MASON: Can Supreme get out of this?

As Machine begins to fade his hand shakes slightly. Machine kicks his legs out one last time trying to reach the ropes. As his foot misses the ropes Machine hand gently taps out before being forced to pass out.

BRIAN MASON: Joey got his revenge taking down Supreme Machine tonight

JERMAINE MARKS: Miles needed this match, and he showed how badly with his performance tonight.

WHISPER VIPER: The winner of this match via submission Joey Miles.

Joey lets go of the hold both men laying on the canvas for a moment. Each of the breathing heavily. Joey slowly gets to his feet to a large pop from the crowd. He rolls out of the ring then raises his hand in the air.

WINNER: JOEY MILES VIA SUBMISSION (14:29)
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After the last match, the shot goes to the backstage area, where one of tonight's main event competitors, Jack Warren, is seeing looking all around the area, trying to make sure that Shane Atwater isn't around. He slowly walks towards the water cooler nearby, keeping an eye out for his foe. Once he reaches the water cooler, Jack lets his guard down for a few seconds and pours himself a nice cup of H20.

ELI ZAYN: Jack Warren!

Jack quickly drops his cup and starts looking around, putting his fists up as though he is about to defend himself from whoever just shouted his name. He quickly looks around the area before coming to a stop when his eye catches Eli Zayn running toward him. Warren lowers his fists and lets out an annoyed grunt as Zayn finally catches up to him at the water cooler.

JACK WARREN: Don't ever shout my name out like that. Don't you know there's a stupid submission specialist cunt probably walking these halls, looking to injure me before our match?

ELI ZAYN: What do you mean?

JACK WARREN: Easy. Shane Atwater can't beat me cleanly. He either needs to make that little fruit loop, Xavier Asher Daniels, tap out to beat me, or he needs to have me already tired from kicking XAD's ass. He can't beat me one-on-one because the only time we've legit had a one-on-one matchup? I walked out with the victory and earned my spot on Team Defiance, which Shane disgustingly took away from me in order to keep useless bitches like Ava Adore and Nicole Hamilton in instead. He knows he can't beat me, so of course he would jump me ahead of time and try to screw me over. Because he knows that WHEN I beat him again tonight, any chance of him ever getting another World title shot will be slim to none.

ELI ZAYN: So you're not nervous at all heading into this match?

JACK WARREN: Nervous?

Jack begins to chuckle...before it increases to a laugh...before it increases to an out of control laugh which has Warren clutching at his stomach and banging his fist on top of the water cooler repeatedly, absolutely destroying the damn thing. Well, no more water for everyone else. Go get yourselves some bottles of Aquafina or something.

JACK WARREN: He...asked if I...was nervous?!

Warren lets out another big burst of laughter before he finally calms down and straightens himself up. After staring at Zayn for a few seconds, he opens up his right palm and slaps Zayn across the face, forcing Eli to stumble back a few steps before looking over at Warren in shock.

JACK WARREN: DON'T YOU EVER ASK ME NO MORE STUPID QUESTIONS LIKE THAT! Of course I'm not nervous! Who is actually nervous of getting in the ring with the most overrated talent in this company? The only thing I'm nervous about is the fact that the ratings might plummet when they see that I beat his ass in five minutes in the main event. I'm more concerned about the fact that we'll lose even more viewers when Mr. HKW Aftermath himself gets on camera after the show is done and makes some more stupid threats that he never lives up to. I'm not nervous at all. Wanna know why?

Zayn, still rubbing his cheek, slowly shrugs his shoulders. Warren, now smiling, bursts out his answer.

JACK WARREN: BECAUSE MY NAME IS JACK FUCKING WARREN AND I AM THE FUCKING MAN! Now get the fuck outta here before I practice my headlock driver on you.

Eli doesn't need to be told what to do twice as he quickly scurries away, not even muttering thanks to the asshole that just slapped him. Warren watches him scurry away and starts chuckling before beginning to talk to himself.

JACK WARREN: That boy has lost his damn mind. Nervous. Ain't nobody nervous. Nobody tapping tonight either. Not me. Hell no.

"SHANE ATWATER": But...everybody taps.

Warren's eyes widen as seemingly, the voice of his foe sending chills up his spine. Not even bothering to turn around, Warren goes cartoon speed and runs the hell away, as far away as possible from the voice. The camera then slowly pans over and shows not Shane Atwater, but former The Family member, Jensen Walczak, grinning like an idiot.

JENSEN WALCZAK: Jack slippin'. My Shane Atwater imitation ain't even that good.

Walczak lets out another chuckle as he heads towards the other direction before we cut out to somewhere else.

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The scene opens with a shot of Ashley Sullivan and Colton Sterling walking together down a hallway backstage. The couple and former Bloodlust and No Limits champions look at each other hesitantly and they round a corner.

COLTON STERLING: I can't believe I let you talk me into this. You remember him. The guy's not all there.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: True... buuuuuuuuut him being pissed off and wanting to get his hands on those Reaper scum bags just as much as us just might be enough of a reason for him to play nice for tonight at least. What's the saying? The enemy of my enemy is my friend?

COLTON STERLING: I guess it's worth a shot. He might think you’re some kind of Jehovah's Witness showing up at his door with those fliers.

Ashley looks down at the dwindling stack of missing posters with the Bloodlust title pictured on them and leaves them to sit on a storage container as they continue walking.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: Fine. Happy? At least I didn't bring the loudspeaker with them too.

Sterling chuckles.

COLTON STERLING: Yes, I’m extremely happy you didn’t bring that with you.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: Hey I was just trying to get the word out that my title’s being held hostage. She’s probably scared and hungry. I hope he’s feeding her.

After a few moments, they stop at a door. Ashley gives Colton a look before she raises a hand to gentle knock.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: Housekeeping. Fluff your pillow?

An eye peers out from the door. Page slowly swings it open and stares. His face was still badly injured from one his his escapades outside of HKW.

JIMMY PAGE: ….

Page turns and slams the door behind him.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: Well that turned out… well. Think it’ll work if we left like a bucket of fried chicken just outside the door?

COLTON STERLING: I don’t think so, Ash. Come on. We better go and head there for this match soon.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: Why do you have to be right all the time? How about calling some lotto numbers?

They turn to leave when another voice causes them to stop.

NICOLE HAMILTON: "Well he sure seems like a ray of sunshine..."

The cameras pan around to show Nicole Hamilton standing there. She's dressed in her ring attire, but peeking over at the closed door showing she was listening in on the situation. Nicole's eyes immediately dart towards the fliers Ashley is holding. As she glares at them, Nicole looks at Ashley, before speaking.

NICOLE HAMILTON: "Those fliers are pointless... The only one who is going to look for and find that Bloodlust championship, is me. The only one going to get rid of Leifi, is me..."

Nicole glares at Ashley, then looks back at Colton, then back at Ashley.

NICOLE HAMILTON: "And nobody is going to get in my way...nobody."

Nicole puts emphasis on the word nobody, getting closer to Ashley glaring at her. Ashley rolls her eyes as she hands the fliers she had just picked up to Colton.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: Well look who it is. Miss Fell-Somewhere-High-And-Hit-My-Head-When-I-Was-A-Kid. You still think you’re taking the Bloodlust title after I pull it from that title kidnapper’s dead hands? You had your chance. You were THIS close to taking before…

Ashley is to the point of fuming, fire would come from her nose if it were possible, as she stamps a foot angrily.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: That god damn Leifi had to go sticking his Reaper nose where it doesn’t belong when it’s so used to being Luke’s ass. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH I HATE HIM! I want to tap dance on his face so I never have to look at it again. And you better not get in my way or I’ll break out the barbed wire again and use it on you after I’m done with him.

Colton puts a hand around Ashley’s arm as he tries to calm her down.

COLTON STERLING: Easy there, Sparky. We all got reason to want to put a large hole in every one of these guys’ faces. Remember that… both of you.

NICOLE HAMILTON: "YOU DID NOT BEAT ME! I DIDN'T TAP OUT AND I DIDN'T GET PINNED! You couldn't get the job done!"

Nicole screams at Ashley, and throwing her hands up in the air as she yells. She shakes her head before grunting.

NICOLE HAMILTON: "You're lucky he came out because I would have fought back and you would have been the one in a hospital room! But no... You know what no. YOU AND HIM AREN'T BLOODLUST WORTHY! He is FAAAAAR from EVER being bloodlust worthy! He is nothing but a no good poor excuse for a wrestler, thief. He had NO RIGHT COMING OUT ON MY NIGHT! You can bring that barbed wire but you ain't gonna be able to do shit when you're laying face down in that ring in a pile of your own blood!"

Nicole screams before looking over at Colton, shaking her head.

NICOLE HAMILTON: "Oh I haven't forgotten that! There's just a bigger issue at hand... THERE IS A POSER RUNNING AROUND WITH THE BLOODLUST CHAMPIONSHIP!"

Nicole shakes her head in disappointment and anger. Ashley, on the other hand, nods her head in agreement.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: Yes there is. You got that god damn right. And the point of tonight is to make sure that garbage can’t even chew solid foods let alone carry around a title he stole.

Colton coughs next to her with a nudge at her shoulder.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: Yeah and that Luke nitwit too. If we can agree on that then we might actually get through this match without killing each other when it needs to be them… first anyway.

NICOLE HAMILTON: "Yeah...I guess..."

Nicole nods some and looks up at them. She sighs, before calming down and speaking.

NICOLE HAMILTON: "I guess it makes sense for us to be on the same page for tonight.."

Nicole thinks for a moment, before nodding.

NICOLE HAMILTON: "I'll work with you...I'll do my part tonight... But when it comes down to it Ashley... That bloodlust championship will always be in my head...and soon around my waist."

Nicole glares at her, before looking at Colton then at Ashley again.

NICOLE HAMILTON: "But tonight isn't about that.. It's about this match.."

Colton brings an arm around Ashley over her shoulder and laughs as he cuts in.

COLTON STERLING:: What was that you were saying before about the enemy of my enemy, Ash?

Ashley looks at him with an eyebrow raised before turning away shaking her head.

ASHLEY SULLIVAN: Shut up. I hate you. Just remember the goal for tonight, Nicole. Reapers. Bleed.

Ashley turns away with Colton to head down the way that had come and leave Nicole behind.

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WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a DESTINY CUP TOURNAMENT MATCH!

The lights in the arena begin to dim down as the crowd rises to their feet as the opening guitar is heard echoing through the arena. Fans cheer loudly as "The Hero” by Amon Amarth is blaring through the sound system. The introduction for the song keeps building until that magical moment when the song breaks through. The lights come back on in the arena. 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.

WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing first…. From Belfast, Northern Ireland weighing in tonight at 218 pounds, “The Strong Style Tripod” Brad Kane!

Feeling the pounding music he begins to walk to the ring slapping the hands of all the fans who have their hands over the barricade. Brad continues to walk around ringside showing more love for the fans who made him into a world traveled wrestler before hopping up to the ring apron. He jumps up over the top rope and leaps up to the second turnbuckle closest to him.

BRIAN MASON: Brad Kane is in HKW for quite possibly his last run in professional wrestling, and the Destiny Cup would look good next to all of his other trophies and championships.

JERMAINE MARKS: How you know that, slime? You been at his crib? You helped him with the interior design?

BRIAN MASON: Well, no. But --

JERMAINE MARKS: But nothing, fam. You just talkin’ out your ass right now. We all know Brad Kane been around the block a couple times. Ain’t no need to remind us that he a established veteran. We get it, bruh.

RANDY THE PILOT: Damn, Jermaine. Tell him how you really feel.

BRIAN MASON: *sigh* With that out of the way, this should be a hell of a contest between him and the Scorpion, Sho Kojima.

Brad throws his arms into the air before jumping off and backing into said corner as he waits for his opponent as more cheers and camera flashes go off.

WHISPER VIPERI: And his opponent…

The infamous theme song of Sho Kojima plays over the pa system, the crowd waiting on the arrival of the Japanese star. A few seconds pass by with no sign of Sho Kojima, causing Brad Kane to look over at the referee with a confused gleam in his eyes.

RANDY THE PILOT: Where’s Sho at, bruh? I wanted to see that ninja lariat someone. Even you, Mase.

BRIAN MASON: Not a clue. I typically see him backstage before the show begins, but not tonight.

Sho’s theme song continues to play, but there was still no sign of the man who calls himself the Scorpion. The crowd begins filling the arena with boos, and even Brad Kane starts getting aggravated, questioning the referee as he slouches back into his corner.

BRIAN MASON: You know, Sho maybe a lot of things, but for him to not show up to a match seems a bit out of character for him.

JERMAINE MARKS: If this nigga don’t show up, I’m finna start callin’ him no-show Sho.

BRIAN MASON: Wait a minute… I’m receiving a message through my headset from Selena King.

Sho’s theme song finally dies down, the crowd voicing their displeasure. Brian Mason takes his headset off and leaves the announce desk, moving over toward Whisper Viperi and whispers something in her ear. Brad Kane looks back at Mason and sees him talking to Whisper, Whisper looking surprised by what Brian Mason just told her.

WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been informed that Sho Kojima is NOT here tonight.

The crowd boos while Brad Kane shakes his head in disgust and mumbles ‘are you kidding me?’

WHISPER VIPERI: Thus, the winner of this match by forfeit… Brad Kane!

The crowd cheers announcement, but you could still hear some were bothered that Sho just didn’t show up for his match. Brad Kane looks aggravated as the referee goes over to him, raises his arm up in the air, but Brad quickly pulls it away and tells him ‘I don’t want to win this way.”

JERMAINE MARKS: Hah! He is no-show Sho!

RANDY THE PILOT: Damn. I hope he’s alright, though. Like Mase said, this isn’t like Sho. He’s always down to fight.

JERMAINE MARKS: Whatever. He probably got fired by BB and BB forgot to tell Romeo before he booked the card.

“The Hero” fills the arena speakers as Brad Kane exits the ring, letting the crowd know he was just as pissed off as they are. Despite how he won, it was on to the second round of the Destiny Cup for the veteran talent. Brad slaps the hands of a few fans and ringside and walks up the ramp, clearly disgusted by Sho Kojima and his actions.

WINNER via FORFEIT - BRAD KANE (0:00)

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We cut to the parking lot area where HKW’s Digital Media and Marketing Director, Flavia Rocha, was seen standing among the HKW fanbase that was packed outside the arena.

FLAVIA ROCHA: What’s up HKW fans?! My name is Flavia Rocha and I’m standing out here with the fans of Defiance, enjoying the show through that monitor right over there!

She points her finger ahead of her, the camera panning around to show a large tron placed outside the building specifically to stream the Defiance broadcast for the fans who weren’t lucky enough to purchase a ticket for the show in time.

FLAVIA ROCHA: It’s been a heck of a show thus far, and we still have so much more to go including the No Limits Championship match between Fran and Kai, along with our blockbuster main event featuring ---

Flavia’s interrupted by a massive pop from the crowd, causing Flavia and the cameraman to look over at what caused the ruckus. Once the camera turns toward the arena exit, we see Felicity Banks walking out the back door with her Jordan brand knapsack wrapped around her shoulders, and her Beats by Dre headphones wrapped around her head. She acknowledges the screaming fans with a wave as the camera pans back over to Flavia Rocha.

FLAVIA ROCHA: Let's go see what she’s doing. Come on!

Flavia rushes toward Felicity as she watches the former World Champion slap some of the fans hands. Felicity finally gets into the actual parking lot area of the lot and gets surrounded by security to make sure none of drunken fans get too close to one of HKW’s biggest stars.

FLAVIA ROCHA: Felicity! Felicity!

The former champion couldn’t hear Flavia over her music, causing Flavia to reach her arm out and tap Felicity on the shoulder. Once Flavia gets the former champions attention, Felicity pulls her headphones down around her neck and smirks in Flavia’s direction.

FELICITY BANKS: Coming to say hi, or… bye? Because I’m kinda getting out of here, Flavia. In a rush too because I have to be in Cleveland in like…

Felicity pulls her phone out of her pocket and checks the time.

FELICITY BANKS: Not even eight hours, and I still have to drive home and pack.

Flavia nods her head.

FLAVIA ROCHA: I understand, but I’m a bit surprised that you’re not going to stay and watch Fran defend the No Limits Championship against Kai. I mean, Fran was already seen talking to Trilluminaughty, and she told them to keep an eye out for you. You know, to prevent you from costing her the championship later tonight.

Flavia’s words bring a smile to Felicity’s face. Before she speaks up, Felicity looks in the direction of her Mercedes Benz, and taps the unlock button on her car keys, making her headlights and taillights flash on and off.

FELICITY BANKS: Yah, and that's exactly why I'm leaving. I don’t trust myself to be here, Flavia. When I said that if there’s anyone who should take the No Limits Championship away from Fran it’s me… I meant it. But, the problem is… I don’t see myself being able to stand back and not get myself involved in that match after everything that Fran has done to me over the last few weeks, Flavia. I really don’t…

A sigh escapes Felicity’s lips as she looks over Flavia’s shoulder and stares at the fans.

FELICITY BANKS: I’m not going to ruin a big championship match that these people want to see, and I’m not going to be the reason Kai wins his first championship in HKW. He’s an original, Flavia, and he deserves to win on his own accord. So, instead of leaving that up to chance and having my emotions flare up… I’m just gonna go home, come back in two weeks, and give Fran the beating of her life. Championship or no championship… I want a match with Fran, and one way or another… I’m going to get it.

Felicity pulls her Beats back around her ears and walks away from Flavia, moving in the direction of her Mercedes.

FLAVIA ROCHA: Welp, Felicity Banks has the left the building! Back to you guys at ringside!

The cameras watch Felicity as she enters her car, turns on the ignition, and pulls out of the parking lot.

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The scene opens inside the trainers room where one half of the World Tag Team Champions Xavier Asher Daniels was laid out still unconscious from his earlier attack from Jimmy Page. Dr. Galloway was seen checking on him while shaking his head.

TOBY GALLOWAY: This man needs to be rushed to the hosptial. Where the hell are the EMT's ?!

The door bursts open with Lance Winters busting into the room. He pushes the trainers who try to stop him out of the way and makes his way over to his Tag Team partner.

LANCE WINTERS: XAVIER?! What the FUCK? What happened?! WHO DID THIS TO YOU?!

Xavier obviously couldn't reply as he was out cold still. Lance shakes his head and bangs his fist on the side of the bed.

TOBY GALLOWAY: Lance you can't be in here! This man needs medical attention right now as soon as possible.

Winters shoots a look over at Galloway and darts over pinning the doctor against the wall.

LANCE WINTERS: WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?! WHO DID THIS TO HIM!?

TOBY GALLOWAY: Lance?! I do not know! He was attacked earlier tonight and--

Lance lets go of him and looks back at Xavier.

LANCE WINTERS: Page...

Lance storms back out of the room leaving Galloway standing there catching his breath as the scene fades away.

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As we cut back to ringside, Colton Sterling, Ashley Sullivan, Nicole Hamilton, and Jimmy Page are all in the ring, staring at one another as if they were expecting somebody to do something dumb. After a few seconds, Sterling tries talking to both Page and Hamilton, but both ignore him. Before he can yell at them, "Dance With The Devil" by Breaking Benjamin blares throughout the arena.

Lance Winters, Luke Wisia, and Leifi Maivia all begin making their way from the top if the stands to ringside. Each RIP member keeps their eyes locked on their foe or foes and vice versa. Once ringside, the three men hop over the barricade and quickly rush into the ring, going after their respective opponents. The ref then calls for the bell to start the match!

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DING! DING! DING!


BRIAN MASON: And it's pandemonium to kick things off!

JERMAINE MARKS: Knew this shit was gonna happen, but not this fast!

RANDY THE PILOT: They all hate each other, bruh.

Jimmy and Lance begin trading blows in one corner of the ring. In another corner, Colt is being kneed in the gut repeatedly by Luke, only for him to turn the tables and throw Luke into the corner, before chopping him in the chest a few times! And in another corner, Ashley and Nicole are taking it to Leifi, who dropped his title on the outside.

The ref tries to get all competitors to cease fighting, but when he tries to stop Jimmy and Lance, he is shoved to the mat. The two rivals then tackle one another through the ropes before falling to the outside of the ring! Page quickly gets to his feet and shoves Lance back first into the apron before hightailing it out of there, though Lance quickly goes after him! Both men disappear to the back while the ref calls for the bell!

DING! DING! DING!

RANDY THE PILOT: The fuck happened?

The ref exits the ring and tells Whisper the result before she gets on the microphone.

WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, this match has been ruled a double disqualification!

BRIAN MASON: A double DQ, but neither team cares!

JERMAINE MARKS: They looking for blood, slime.

WINNER: Double DQ

Luke and Colt then quickly exit the ring after Luke tosses him out and follows him. They fight until they take each other over the barricade and into the audience. The two continue brawling as they've done the past few weeks until they disappear from view.

This leaves Nicole and Ashley still working on Leifi. Nicole then stops and motions to Ash to do something. Ash nods in agreement at the plan and the two step back. Sullivan then goes charging in, expecting Hamilton to do the same. But it's a trap as Leifi us yes whatever energy he has left to Superman punch Ashley!

BRIAN MASON: Well, that partnership didn't last long.

As Leifi is seen staring down Ashley, Nicole slides out and grabs the title before sliding back in. Leifi then turns around and is met with a kick to the gut that keels him over! She then catches him with the belt to the head, laying him out!

JERMAINE MARKS: She purging, ref! GET YOUR PASTY ASS IN THERE!

The ref realizes this and quickly slides into the ring as Nicole slowly rolls Leifi over before she goes for the cover and the ref makes the count!

RANDY THE PILOT: We about to have another champ!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

WHISPER VIPERI: Here's your NEW HKW Bloodlust champion....NICOLE HAMILTON!!!

Nicole quickly grabs the title off of the mat and slides out of the ring, clutching it tight to her chest. She backpedals up the ramp as Ash comes to and sees Nicole with the title. Ash slaps the mat in frustration as Nicole Hamilton raises her title high in the air.

WINNER (and new Bloodlust champion): Nicole Hamilton
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Eli Zayn is seen backstage with a microphone in hand.

ELI ZAYN: My guest at this time is Joey Miles.

The audience can be heard cheering in the backstage as the camera pans out a bit, revealing Miles, still in his wrestling clothes, but with an unzipped black hoodie on.

ELI ZAYN: Joey, tonight you went one on one with Supreme Machine. The guy has been attacking you week in and week out, for seemingly no reason other than that you eliminated him to win the twenty five thousand dollar battle royal back at Darkness Falls. Despite his size and sheer intimidation, you actually asked for this match. As we all witnessed, you managed to come out on top with the victory. How do you feel now that you've finally jumped that hurdle?

Zayn holds the microphone to Joey.

JOEY MILES: Y'know, it's interesting. For my whole life, I've been led to believe that I'm not shit. It was always my brother, Jeremy. Uhh, people who watched 2WWF know him as Kallus. He was always the one that got the attention, the approval. Me? Nah. Nothing like that. I was always the joke of the family. Even after I left the commentary table to begin my career as a wrestler, nobody's ever taken me seriously because I've never taken myself seriously. For the first time in my career, in my life, I'm taking myself seriously. Maybe no one wants to admit it, yet - maybe no one believes it - but I'm not a joke. I'm doing everything I can possibly do to get better and be the best, not that I was expected to be, not even that I can be. I'm raising the bar for myself each and every time I perform. What once was my possible best is no longer my possible best. Tonight, I faced a very big, some would say frightening, individual and I won. It wasn't just about me getting revenge for all those attacks or even for putting me out, as briefly as that lasted. It was about proving that I could do it. But here's the crazy thing. That guy I beat, that monster, that freak of nature, he may be huge on the outside, but he's a small fish in the God damn ocean here. HKW has seen far better than him and will see more in the future. I took another good step in the right direction tonight, but I'm not validated yet. I may never be validated to some people, but all that matters is if I'm validated to myself and, one day, I will be. It's gonna be a long journey to get there and I'm gonna love every bit of blood spilled and bones broken I deal with on my way.

A clap is suddenly heard, followed with more in a slow fashion. Joey looks off screen to see the person doing this slow clap, as does Eli, whom pulls the microphone away from Miles. The HKW wrestler grins as former 2WWF and XWA superstar, as well as the man who trained Joey, Danny Diamond, steps into the shot with a big smile on his face as well.

DANNY DIAMOND: Joey, congratulations. You know, back when you were calling my matches in 2WWF, I didn't think much of you. You were entertaining, nothing more, nothing less. So when you came to me and asked for me to train you, I was surprised. I didn't think a man like you could possibly make it in this industry. Now, I'm a proud man, but I'm not too proud to admit when I'm wrong. This company, HKW, it's got some of the best in the world and let me be the first to tell you - you belong here.

The fans again cheer as Diamond shows his approval for Miles.

DANNY DIAMOND: I watch this company closely. Every Defiance, every Igni--Sorry, I suppose that's SubVersion now. I watch it all. I see everything you do here and, I've got to say. You made me proud.

Joey smiles as he looks down, trying to take in what he's hearing.

DANNY DIAMOND: Don't get me wrong, you've got a damn long way to go, but you're off to an incredible start. That match with Ryan Corey? I know what it's like to step inside that structure and, despite your loss, you showed the world you had heart there. But don't let that get to your head. I know that's ironic as fuck coming from me, but hey, you need to earn arrogance. Just stick with what you're doing. You'll get there. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got somewhere to be. Keep it up, Joey.

Danny extends his hand out for Miles to shake, which he immediately accepts. The Englishman winks at his student and begins to walk off, behind Joey. Miles quickly turns around.

JOEY MILES: Wait.

Danny stops, turning back to Joey. Without asking anything, he simply waits for the man he mentored to speak.

JOEY MILES: You know, people around here, they don't really respect you too much. They don't care about your many accomplishments elsewhere. They just look at you and see some self-centered jackass who failed to make it in HKW. To them, beating you is nothing.

Diamond gets a confused look on his face, as if to say Joey better be going somewhere with this.

JOEY MILES: But to me, beating you is a big deal. Getting a win over an XWA Hall of Famer and 2WWF icon ... it's huge. Maybe HKW fans and wrestlers don't see it that way, because you haven't done much here, but I do. And I want to feel that kind of pride. Destiny is coming up, the biggest show of the year here, as you probably know. It's gonna be huge and I want to be a part of it. Not only that, I want to steal the biggest damn show of the year. I want to go in there, no gimmicks, no bullshit and wrestle with the man who taught me damn near everything I know. You and I, Danny ... one on one at Destiny: Chapter Two. What do you say?

"The Prized Gem" appears taken back by this, not having expected to be challenged by his student. He ponders over the thought for a moment before responding.

DANNY DIAMOND: The good, old student versus teacher match, ay? I was enjoying my break from the ring, but that does sound pretty damn fun. Tell you what, Joey, you got it. If those in charge are for it, I'll face you.

Joey smiles, with the audience cheering once more, but before he can reply, Danny continues.

DANNY DIAMOND: But let me be perfectly clear with you. I don't care what these people think about me. I like and respect this company, but if its fans and talent don't share the same feelings for me, that's fine. I have my own fans for that. However, when I step in a ring, no matter what company that ring belongs to, I fight to win. They may not take beating me as a big deal, but you do, and that's good, because the only way you're going to beat me is if you absolutely, truly earn it. Maybe they won't respect you for it, but you will and so will I, if - and that's a big if - you beat me. Give me everything you've got, because I'm damn sure going to do the same.

Danny nods at Joey and then walks off, leaving Miles behind with Eli. He turns towards the interviewer, a look of uncertainty on his face, before walking away in the opposite direction.

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The video shows a nighttime setting, dark and mysterious. Gloved hands dig into the broken ground, the crumbling dirt and dust sifting to the earth as the hands rise, fingers stretching. A wolf howls far off, the camera zooming in on a wide eye. Thunder and lightning erupts from nowhere, a downpour of a rain begins. The cloaked figure rises and emerges into a clearing.

“The longest journey must begin with a first step, whether you know the destination or not. Sometimes even a known journey has starts and stops along the way you never planned for. But dare to be different… odd… get persecuted… chastised. The mightiest, most intensely pure of wills weather the storm; the pain is real and it must be endured. Life is not always easy but we make of it what we will. Sometimes we suffer but we get through because we have to, or fall by the wayside. Sometimes miracle tears are shed. Through them, they nurture the wounds and allow the healing process to begin. Like a tender flower craves the raindrop and blossoms to its full potential, so does the watcher in waiting, the walker of the earth. On and on it goes, and where it stops nobody knows. Step into the unknown, outside your comfort zone.


The cloaked figure strides forward to the middle of the clearing, viewed from behind. The arms outstretch, the head tilts back. The black cloak is soaked in rain as the storm rises.

"Sometimes the most treacherous journey is the one that leads you back.... Home.”

Then a deafening noise, growing louder… like a freight train. No… something barreling down, hurtling to the ground from the sky, a ball of flame! It strikes the ground…

We pull back… the mushroom cloud rises from the ground. An atomic bomb.


“Hard Knox Wrestling…. what will remain? When all of your doom, smoke and mirrors, and self serving soul crushing egos devour each other, fear not. Don't be sad. A savior arises that outlasts all things. Dry your eyes, the house will soon be back in order. I have watched you all for long enough, and now I make my move.”

A boot emerges from ground zero… but the video feed flashes ‘MIRACLE TEARS will be shed... Next Defiance!’ once and then blinks out.

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WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentemen, the following contest is for the NO LIMITS CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH!

The intro to "Whatever" by Our Lady Peace began to play and the crowd erupts as the lights begin to flash white and blue, signaling the arrival of The Silent Warrior. The cheers grow louder as Kai slowly walks out onto the stage, his painted face set and his eyes locked on the ring. He takes a look around for a brief moment, 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. He walks down to ringside and stops on a dime at the foot of the ramp, staring very intently at the ring. He doesn't move for a few moments, just simply staring at the ring as if analyzing it in his mind. He broke from his trance like state and quickly walked up the steel steps, entering through the ropes as he walks around.

WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing first, the challenger... Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 220 Pounds, THIS... IS....KAI!!!

Kai shrugged off his trench coat and tossed it out of the ring, before bouncing off of the ropes as he began to warm up for the match ahead. Quickly popping his neck, he turned his attention to the stage as he waited for his opponent to arrive.

BRIAN MASON: I have a feeling that tonight is going to be the night that Kai captures his first HKW championship, guys.

JERMAINE MARKS: Chill, fam. Fran got this.

RANDY THE PILOT: I just hope that scary ass Knox Hurst bitch don’t pop outta nowhere. It seem like whenever Kai around so is she and I ain’t tryna see her face, bruh.

BRIAN MASON: We have a championship match coming up and you’re worried about Knox Hurst?!

RANDY THE PILOT: Wouldn’t say worried. I just don’t wanna see her, bruh.

Quickly popping his neck, he turned his attention to the stage as he waited for his opponent to arrive.

WHISPER VIPERI: And his opponent…

See me in the club...Wavin' Strobe Lights!

BEEEEEP!


As the fans erupt into a chorus of boos a beautiful yellow colored Hummer is seen driving into the arena on the side of the entrance ramp. A muscular man wearing a wig exits the driver's seat then walks to the back - opening the door to allow Fran to get out of her Hummer. Captain HKW steps out raising her No Limits Championship up high to the people.

WHISPER VIPERI: Residing in Boca Raton, Florida....Captain HKW!.....The NO LIMITS CHAMPION!!! CAPTAIN HKWWWW, FRANNNNNNNNNNNN!

Fran inhaled as she moved down the ramp looking out to the audience with a disgusted look on her face. Even going as far as to snatch her arm away from a child who reached out to tap her arm. She shot a mean stare at the fans before proceeding down the ramp. Fran gets into the squared ring with some enthusiasm.

JERMAINE MARKS: Captain HKW is ready to defeat this clown faced nigga, YAWL!

RANDY THE PILOT: I’d watch what you say, Jermaine. Kai wouldn’t have a problem coming out here and knocking you out. Trust me.

BRIAN MASON: I don’t think he’s too worried about anything Jermaine has to say. Tonight, Kai only cares about one thing, and that’s winning the HKW No Limits Championship.

The referee holds the No Limits Championship high in the air for the crowd to see. He then walks it over towards Whisper Viperi, hands it to her, and calls for the opening bell.

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DING!! DING!! DING!!


Just as the opening bell tolls, Fran charges across the ring and immediately starts punching and kicking away at Kai, backing him into the corner. Fran elbows Kai in the face that stuns the silent warrior a bit, then grabs the right arm and wraps it around the top rope. She pulls down on the arm, but Kai uses his free hand to shove Fran away, and then takes her down with a quick clothesline!

Fran immediately pops to her feet and goes right back after Kai, but Kai pushes her hands on her waist and throws her up in the air for a free fall flapjack! Fran hits the floor hard and Kai spins her on her back to make the cover…

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!


The No Limits Champion kicks out at two, the Trilluminaughty members outside the ring beginning to look a bit nervous. Kai looks outside the ring, specifically at Bigz Bronson, as he pulls Fran up to her feet, spins her around, and executes a picture perfect release german suplex!

BRIAN MASON: Beautiful release german suplex by Kai there!

RANDY THE PILOT: He keeps this up and we’re gonna see a new No Limits Champion.

JERMAINE MARKS: Chill, slime. It’s early yet. Fran done proved she could take a beating and a half before. This is nothin’.

Kai doesn’t bother going right back on the attack, dropping down to his knee and staring at Fran, waiting for her to will herself back up. Once Fran finally gets up, Kai goes for yet another german suplex, but Fran back elbows Kai in the face, then spins around and hits a big dropkick on Kai! Kai immediately gets to a seated position, but Fran bounces off the ropes and executes a quick running neck snap on Kai, knocking him right back down! Fran goes for the cover…

ONE!

TW-KICKOUT!


The challenger kicks out before the two count, causing Fran to slap the mat out of frustration. Fran moves herself toward the top of Kai’s body, mounts over top of him, and begins delivering elbow after elbow after elbow to Kai’s face painted mug, pushing herself up to her feet afterward and sprawling her arms out to the side, taunting the crowd to massive amount of boos. The champion waits for Kai to get up, and when he does, Fran charges forward but Kai pops her up into the air and hits her with a huge european uppercut!

RANDY THE PILOT: Goddamn, bruh! You heard that?!

BRIAN MASON: I’m sitting right here, Randy.

JERMAINE MARKS: Now that there might’ve knocked Fran out. Shit, you seen her head snap back?

BRIAN MASON: Again, I’m sitting right here, Jermaine.

Kai shakes the cobwebs out of his head, lifts Fran up to a vertical stance and lifts her up, and delivers a pendulum backbreaker. Kai doesn’t stop there, holding onto Fran to lift her up and hit yet another pendulum backbreaker! But he still wasn’t done! Kai goes to lift Fran up for another pendulum backbreaker, but Trelicity Sanks hops onto the apron, distracting Kai and getting him to drop Fran.

Kai steps toward Trelicity who immediately jumps back off the apron, but Fran was back up to her feet, charging forward to land a running bulldog on Kai! A smile appears on Kai’s face as he lifts a hand to his face checking his nose for any blood as Fran comes charging forward and begins to deliver stomp, after stomp, after stomp on Kai’s back. When Kai manages to roll over on his back, Fran jumps on him and straddles him as she begins to pound away at his face which he blocks with his arms up. As Fran begins to stand up, Kai reaches up and grabs a fist full of her hair causing the No Limits champion to scream out as her facial expression read nothing but shock, as Kai uses her hair to help him up to his feet.

Still with his hand clutched around Fran’s golden locks, he pulls her head back as he moves her more to the center of the ring before driving his forehead against her own again, and again, and again until Fran just tumbled over. She laid there in the ring, almost motionless until she looked up from the mat, looking around almost in wonder to where she was before she begins to slowly crawl to the ropes.

RANDY THE PILOT: Fran looks out of it here, bruh. She might have a concussion after those headbutts.

JERMAINE MARKS: Don’t say that, fam. I’m not ready for REAL NO LIMITS YAWL to end just yet… Nah.

BRIAN MASON: But Kai’s the only original left to not win a championship! This could be a historic moment!

JERMAINE MARKS: Fuck I look like I care about history for, slime? I ain’t give two tits about no history. Fuck Christopher Columbus.

Kai patiently waits for Fran to pull herself up, watching her as she uses the ropes for leverage. Once Fran finally gets up, Kai moves over towards her, lifts her over his shoulder, and executes a shoulder breaker to the No Limits champion! Kai hooks the leg and the referee goes to make the count…

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!


Fran gets her shoulder up again, Kai looking a bit frustrated as the members of Trilluminaughty begin cheering on their leader. Kai glares over at Trilluminaughty and grabs a hold Fran’s hair, picking her up to a vertical base only to kick her in the midsection. He sets Fran in between his legs for the “Kai Bomb” but Fran falls to her knees, crawls underneath Kai’s legs and rolls him up with a schoolboy and a handful of tights! The referee slides in position to make the count, not noticing that Fran had the tights!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-KICKOUT!


Kai just manages to push Fran off to break the pin! Fran looks over at the referee to check the count, screaming at him to count faster. She turns back toward Kai and sees coming at her full speed, then nearly takes her head off with a HUGE lariat! Kai drops to his knees after the impact, but immediately gets back up to his feet. Before he could attack, Trelicity Sanks climbs back up to the apron, but this time Kai sees her in time and blasts her with a running big boot that sends her off the apron and into the arms of Bigz Bronson!

RANDY THE PILOT: Damn. She’s lucky Bigz was standing right there or that would’ve hurt a lot more than it probably already do.

BRIAN MASON: We might be closing in on seeing a new No Limits Champion here, fellas.

JERMAINE MARKS: Stop saying that, slime!

Kai stares at Trilluminaughty as he takes a few steps back before turning around just in time to see Fran ready to punch him. But when she goes to do so, Kai catches her fist with his hand and begins to squeeze tightly causing Fran to clench her jaw. She goes to punch him again with her free hand but he catches that one too! With Fran hands being pulled in different directions, it gives Kai an opportunity to head butt her again which causes the No Limits champion to stumble back into the ropes. Kai grabs Fran’s hand, and then presses his free arm on her chest before bouncing her off the ropes and sending her to the opposite side of the ring. When she hits the ropes however, she stops her momentum as she holds on to the top rope. Kai doesn’t seem very impressed by the action as he goes storming up to her not even noticing that Bronson was getting the referee’s attention asking him to check on Trelicity. So when the referee turned his back on the action… BAM! Fran drives her foot into Kai’s manly parts!

BRIAN MASON: THAT WAS DESPICABLE! HOW CAN SHE DO THAT?! A LOW BLOW?! COME ON!

RANDY THE PILOT: Calm down, Mase. Champions gotta do whatever she to survive.

JERMAINE MARKS: Damn right. Get that ass, Fran!

Kai loses his breath, and lowers his hands over his manhood as he stumbles back and grabs onto the nearest rope for some kind support as he gathers his bearings, but Fran wasn’t having that. Walking up to him, still a bit wobbly after the headbutt, she stomps on his toes, and pokes him square in the eyes finally getting Kai down to one knee.

Getting a bit frustrated, Fran hops on Kai’s back and drives her teeth into Kai’s shoulder causing him to yell out in pain. As Kai spins around, trying to find a way to get Fran off his back, the referee couldn’t see exactly what Fran was doing. When Kai finally finds a corner post, he backs into it as hard as he could causing Fran to release her fangs. Kai spins around, pulls Fran out of the corner, and turns her inside out with a short-arm clothesline causing the crowd to explode with cheers! Kai makes a cut throat gesture, signaling for the end until…

JERMAINE MARKS: The fuck?

The screen on the Knoxtron flickers to life and Knox Hurst’s smirking face fills the screen amongst loud boos and hisses from the audience. She gives them the finger before she lifts the microphone up to her lips. She’s been notably alone lately, no Nevada Galeotti lingering by her side, by that fact doesn’t seem to bother her.

KNOX HURST: Y’know… Ava Adore was a useless whore… but at least she had one thing to her name that Kai doesn’t. She somehow managed to win a belt in this shithole.

The boos grow louder, the fans viciously responding to her slurs.

KNOX HURST: I mean, how does it feel when the useless whore you’ve tethered yourself to has done more than you have, kochanie?

She shamelessly uses Ava’s nickname for Kai, giving a wink to the camera.

KNOX HURST: Look back on your career, Kai. Really look at it. And now tell me what you’ve done. A series of almosts and could have beens. You wear the scars of a million battles but how many times have you been on the losing end? How many times have you had a chance and lost it. How many times have you been sooooo close to grabbing a piece of the gold for yourself and lost it?

And now tell me how it feels to look at that brain dead whore you call a girlfriend and know that even as the newest member of the veggie tales, she’s done a lot more than you’ll ever do. Holding belts in three companies… dragging you along for the ride as one half of Manu Dei but we all know it was her who won those belts.

Does it feel good to know that you’re even lower in the scheme of things than she is and she’s pretty low. Like the shit on the bottom of a shoe low.

JERMAINE MARKS: Damn, fam. She really diggin’ into Kai right here.

Kai begins fuming, tugging at his hair before he exits the ring and starts walking up the ramp. The knoxotron shows Knox laughing as Kai goes up the entrance ramp, not paying any attention to the referee’s ten count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!


Kai was all the way up the ramp, moving towards the curtain while Fran gets herself up to her feet and stares up the ramp with a smirk on her face.

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN

EIGHT!


Kai pulls the curtain leading to the ramp open and walks right backstage.

RANDY THE PILOT: He’s really leaving this match, bruh. Damn, the hate towards Knox must be real as fuck if he’s just blowing his opportunity like this.

NINE!

TEN!


The referee finishes his count, a slick smirk forming on Fran’s face as she lifts her arms up in the air and begins celebrating. The referee finally calls for the bell…

DING! DING! DING!

WHISPER VIPERI: The winner of this match as a result of a countout… AND STIIIIIIILL HKW NO LIMITS CHAMPION… FRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!

“Strobelights” fills the arena speakers as Trilluminaughty rushes into the ring to congraulate their leader. Fran throws her arms up in the air, screaming out “AND STILL NO LIMITS CHAMPION YAWL” to the crowd. Bigz Bronson hoists her over his shoulder as if Fran had just won the Superbowl, causing the crowd to shower them with boos.

BRIAN MASON: I guess we have to continue to listen to the wretched little… little… UGH!

RANDY THE PILOT: Calm down, Mase. Don’t want you poppin’ a blood vessel in your eye.

JERMAINE MARKS: My nigga Mason jealous of Fran’s success, slime. That’s all that it is.

BRIAN MASON: What?! Jealous?! I’M COMMENTATOR OF THE YEAR, DAMNIT! I HAVE NOTHING TO BE JEALOUS OF! I just -- wait a minute! Look at the crowd!

The arena nearly comes unglued as Felicity Banks comes running through the audience, making her way over towards the timekeepers table where the No Limits Championship was sitting. Fran and Trilluminaughty think the fans were cheering for them, when in reality they were cheering for Felicity who grabs the No Limits Championship and a microphone before she escapes back through the crowd!

RANDY THE PILOT: Felicity has the No Limits title, bruh! What the hell she doin?!

JERMAINE MARKS: Bein’ a thief, fam. The hell she doin’ this for? Her family rich as fuck! She don’t need to be stealin’!

Fran finally gets put back down and tells Trelicity to fetch her the No Limits Championship. Once Trel slides out of the ring and moves to the timekeepers table, she sees the No Limits title was missing, causing her to turn around and look back at Fran. Fran begins flipping out, screaming out “WHERE’S MY STRAP YAWL” at the top of her lungs, until she hears the sound of Felicity clearing her throat.

Felicity holds the No Limits Championship high in the air from the crowd, Bigz Bronson the first to notice and points Fran in the direction of Felicity.

FELICITY BANKS: Congratulations on your second successful title defense, Franny! I was going to leave -- well, I actually DID leave the arena, but once I got on the highway, I started to think. How good of a mentor would I be if I missed my protege’s second ever championship defense? The first to take place on Defiance.

Fran’s cheek turn a bright red as she walks toward the turnbuckles closest to Felicity and climbs up to the middle. She starts screaming at Felicity to bring her title back, but Felicity just laughs it off and drapes the No Limits Championship around her shoulder.

FELICITY BANKS: Well damn. You look angry, Fran. A little scary too, but, truth be told, your face is always scary so there’s no difference there. I’m gonna get going and let you work out those anger issues you got going on right now, but until you calm yourself down - I’m gonna go ahead and take this No Limits Championship back to New Jersey so you don’t damage it or do anything stupid like toss it over a bridge or anything.

Fran yells for Tyron Bombay and Trelicity to chase after Felicity, but Felicity doesn’t move a muscle.

FELICITY BANKS: Awwweee, look at you barking out orders! You’re like a full grown chihuahua in there! I couldn’t be any more proud of you, Fran! I mean, honestly. You’ve grown into so much more than what people expected of you, but, despite that… You’re still about TWENTY levels below me.

The sarcastic tone in Felicity’s voice vanishes, now a bit more serious.

FELICITY BANKS: You’re gonna learn real quick why you don’t fuck with me, Fran. You’re gonna realize that if there’s ANYONE in this company you don’t want to get on the bad side of… it’s me. Like the chihuahua that you are, you bit off A LOT more than you could chew, Fran. I’m going to kill the monster that I’ve created, and first? I’m going to break you emotionally piece by piece, and soon after that… I’m going to tear you the fuck apart limb by limb. Toodles!

Felicity turns around and makes her way through the crowd, disappearing as she walks away. Fran starts screaming at Bigz Bronson, telling him that he was supposed to watch out for Felicity as Defiance cuts to commercial.

WINNER and STILL HKW NO LIMITS CHAMPION - FRAN (9:21)
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The camera cuts backstage to Shane Atwater, pacing the hall near the locker room area. His usual air of calm replaced by something else entirely. Agitation. Anticipation. Anger. He pauses, flexing his fingers, a sneer on his face.

SHANE ATWATER: This is where it ends.

Shane pauses, gritting his teeth a moment.

SHANE ATWATER: I should have finished this a long time ago. I should have ended him a long time ago. It never should have gotten this far but...

He sighs, shaking his head.

SHANE ATWATER: But I made a mistake. I’ve made a lot of mistakes. Mistakes that have allowed Jack Warren to cost me….everything. Divine Supremacy. The World Championship. My fucking dignity. But tonight…

Shane pauses, pacing a moment, pushing a hand through his hair.

SHANE ATWATER: Tonight, all that comes to an end. No more games. No more cheap shots. No more lost opportunities. And no more talking. Just me, and that miserable piece of refuse, one-on-one….’til the bitter end. You took everything away from me, Jackie-Boy. Tried to rip my career right out from under me. And at the rumble, I started repaying the favor in kind. I took your shot, JUST LIKE you took mine. I took that four way from you, JUST LIKE you took Divine Supremacy from me. And tonight...Tonight I’m taking your career from you. Just like you’ve tried to do to me. Relaxed rules. Whatever it takes. Tonight, I’m finishing this. I’m finishing you , Jackie Boy. Erasing you from Hard Knox Wrestling. Tonight I’m laying this whole sordid tale of bullshit to rest, I’m ending your fucking career...and then somehow, someway...I’m getting my shot. My fair shot at that World Championship. Because Onyx Payne knows, no matter what she said that night...She wasn’t satisfied by that. Onyx Payne knows, she doesn’t want to go the rest of her championship reign knowing that there’s a “well, but” on her record because of Jack fucking Warren.

A pause.

SHANE ATWATER: Somehow. Some way. I’m getting my shot. My fair shot. And I’m leaving the HKW World Champion. I made a promise. And I’m keeping it. Before this year is over, before it’s all said and done, that title is going around my waist. I’m proving I’m the best professional wrestler in Hard Knox Wrestling...and the world. Somehow. Some way. I’m erasing that asterisk.

Shane nods, a grim look on his face.

SHANE ATWATER: But that...I’ll deal with that soon enough. Because beyond a shadow of a doubt, there’s one statement that I live by. One statement that proves true, and that soon enough, whether it’s Onyx Payne or somebody else holding that championship, it will prove true for them, too: Everybody. Taps. But tonight is about making another statement entirely. Tonight…

A sadistic look crosses Shane’s face, the anger in his eyes apparent.

SHANE ATWATER: Jack Warren. Dies.

The Shane casts a final glare into the camera before it cuts away back to ringside.

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It was pandemonium as Kai stormed towards the direction of The Parking Lot, looking around quietly as he searched for any signs of Knox Hurst in sight. Kicking the door in, he was greeted by her sitting on the back of a car right across from the door, smirking up at him as if daring him to come and get her.

She got her wish just a moment later as Kai sprinted towards her, tackling Knox to the ground as he began throwing hard right hands right at her face! Knox managed to reverse it a few seconds later and got on top, and the two were full on brawling as they tried to tear one another apar! Picking her up, Kai wrapped an arm around her waist and hurled her towards one of the cars, denting in the door as he began throwing hard knee after knee right at her face!

Yanking her back up again, Kai wasn't finished as he opened the car door, looking to slam it right on top of her head as Security and officials alike are now trying desperately to separate the two! Kai was being pulled away by the officials as Knox taunted him, despite her nose spilling out a huge amount of blood.

KNOX HURST: What's wrong, Kochanie? Did I hit a nerve when I said your whore's career here is better than yours even while being on life support and brain dead? Or is it because while you're breaking your neck for a shot, you know you'll NEVER get that World Title you wasted 10 pathetic years chasing?

The constant taunting, along with Knox's disrespect for Ava and his career up to this point, had finally pushed him to the point of no return as Kai lashed out, knocking one of the officials out cold with a stiff right hand! He was swinging blindly at anything that moved, taking out Security and Officials alike as Knox tries to run away.

Kai chased her down to the far end of the parking lot, picking up a steel pipe in hand as he looked around, stepping over the beaten and battered bodies of the security team. Kai began to drag the pipe along, eyes wild as he searched around rapidly for Knox.

KAI: Ohhhhh, Knox-Koi... don't run now. Not when you've been asking for this for the last 6 months... I won't kill you. But by the time I'm done, you'll wish I was only so merciful...

His words were cut off as a pair of headlights came on to his left, causing him to turn around -

AND BE CAUGHT AS THE CAR BACKED INTO HIM, SENDING HIM RIGHT INTO THE REAR WINDOW!

Kai's body laid limply over the back of the car, the pipe laid forgotten on the ground as Knox came out of the driver's seat and looked down at Kai's broken form. She didn't back up at full speed, he's only shaken up from it. Pulling him down, she smirked wickedly as she popped the trunk and placed his head right on the edge of it's opening. Parting his hair, Knox exposed the wicked scar at the back of his surgically repaired neck and went to slam the trunk down on his neck - The security team pulled her away at the last second, getting Kai out of the trunk as they began to drag Knox from the sight of the vicious assault! She wouldn't go quietly, striking and hitting everything that moved towards her as the team finally was able to pull her out of the parking lot, while EMT's tended to Kai.

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As the scene fades back into the arena the camera focuses on the commentary table.

BRIAN MASON: This main event match up is set to be one for the record books guys.

RANDY THE PILOT: This ninja Jack Warren done fucked up me thinks bruh. He been a thorn in Atwater's back for far too long and it's finna come to an end tonight bruh.

JERMAINE MARKS: Aye miss me with that bull shit slime. Ain't shit finna end tonight and ain't no "Everybody Taps" going on tonight either slime. I'ma tell you what's finna happen tonight. Listen up Mase yo punk ass might learn something.

BRIAN MASON: You have to be kidding me. Go ahead. Give us your star studded prediction, JC. I can't wait to hear this nonsense.

JERMAINE MARKS: Aight this is what's gonna happen slime. We finna see these niggas straight up square up in the ring slime. They ain't wrestling tonight. Nah fuck that simp shit slime. We finna witness a full out fight out here tonight slime. All I gotta say Shane Atwater better leave his choke panties at home cause he ain't gonna win this one if he don't.

RANDY THE PILOT: This ninja just say choke panties?

"I Want It All" by Down With Webster begins to play as out through the curtains comes Jack Warren, a nice chorus of boos to greet him. Jack smirks as he looks at all the booing fans, then shakes his head and chuckles, before he begins making his way down to the ring.

WHISPER VIPERI: From Indianapolis, Indiana; weighing in at 203 pounds, JACK WARREN!

Jack doesn't even bother looking at the fans and once he reaches ringside, he hops onto the apron, sweeps his feet on it a la William Regal, and enters the ring before heading off towards his corner and getting ready for his match.

JERMAINE MARKS: Hi my name is?! What?! Hi my name is?! Huh?! Hi my name is?! Who?! Haha this nigga here, slime. He annoying as hell but goddamn bruh it's something about em I like slime.

BRIAN MASON: I don't like nothing about the snobby dick fucker.

RANDY THE PILOT: Language, Mase!? Damn bruh.

So Wake Up, Sleepy One
It's Time To Save Your World...

The lights dim, and the opening riff of "Dinosaur" roils through the loudspeakers. As the heavy guitars hit, the floor lights come up slightly as Shane Atwater steps onto the stage, tinting everything with a bluish hue. He looks around at the crowd, adjusting his wrist tape one last time before giving them a grim nod before stalking to the ring with purpose.

WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing at this time, standing six feet and three inches tall, weighing in tonight at two hundred thirty-one pounds, this is SHANE ATWATER!

Atwater makes his way to the ringside area, stopping to look around before climbing up onto the apron. He kneels on the apron gripping the top rope with one hand, taking a moment to say a few words quietly to himself before springing to his feet and pumping a fist as the heavy guitar riff kicks in, leaping over the ropes and landing firmly in the ring, nodding his head at the crowd and raising his fist in the air before heading to his corner to wait for the start of the match.

RANDY THE PILOT: Shane look like he ain't taking no shit tonight bruh! Ah man I'm hype!

JERMAINE MARKS: But the question is did he leave his choke panties at home slime?!

The ref looks at the two men who were clearly ready as they stared at one another from across the ring. Warren winked at Shane but Atwater wasn't taking the bait. The ref then called for the bell.

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DING!!!! DING!!!!! DING!!!!


After the bell rings the two walk towards the center of the ring. Both men eyes have not left the others since they first met once Shane got into the ring. As they get into the center of the ring they begin to circle around sizing each other up before Warren slaps Atwater across the face showing nothing but blatant disrespect for him. Warren backs away a bit laughing as the fans boo him. Atwater holds the side of his face thinking to himself that Warren didn't actually just do that. The moment Atwater looks back up to Warren he sprints over and shoots for his legs. He picks Warren up and drives him into a corner turnbuckle. Jack tries his best to defend himself as he tries to grab a hold of Shane's head and elbow him in the back but it was no use as Shane hits a few shoulder thrusts then backs away. Jack holds his midsection groaning in pain but Shane was done there as he is now seen backed all they back into the center of the ring.

The fans look at Shane wondering what he was going to do next and he sprints over to the corner and dives hitting a massive European Uppercut! Jack falls flat on the mat next to Shane as he was getting back up to his feet. The fans cheering for Shane now as he stands there looking down at Warren with annoyance. He grabs Warren up by his hair and pins him right back onto the turnbuckle. Shane then begins to hit some hellish breast chops that noticeably seem to sting as Warren's chest was turning red. Atwater goes for one last breast chop but Warren quickly squirms out of the ring through the ropes and down to the ring side. He walks around holding his chest groaning in pain. The fans boo at him along the barricades and Warren tells them to shut the hell up.

BRIAN MASON: Of course when he's getting his ass kicked he runs?! YOU'RE A COWARD JACK WARREN?! ARE FUCKING COW--Hey!

JERMAINE MARKS: Nigga if you don't sit yo ass down! Goddamn slime. You see a nigga tryna watch the match. Besides Warren might look like a bitch right now but sometimes you gotta be smart like a bitch.

RANDY THE PILOT: Wait what?

Atwater wasn't going to let Jack Warren get away this damn easy. Hell no. Shane climbed up to the top turnbuckle and waited for Jack to turn around. As the groggy Warren began to turn back around Shane leaped off and hit a Missile Dropkick! On the way down Shane landed on his right elbow causing him to help in pain from the impact. Both men lay there for a minute but Shane began to get up first holding his elbow. He shakes off the pain and picks up Jack as he was getting up to his knee. Atwater knees Jack a few times in the gut and looks towards the ring post. He points to it which gets a roar from the crowd. He nods agreeing that he should use it for Jack. But did this small second cost Atwater? Yes it did in fact as Jack punches Atwater in the family jewels that results in Shane releasing his hold on him. Warren then grabs Atwater's arm and Irish Whips him into the ring post. Atwater goes shoulder first into the ring post. Jack then follows up this with a Bull Dog on the concrete outside the ring. As confident as ever Warren pops up beating his chest like a gorilla shouting out "MY NAME IS JACK WARREN!".

The fans boo him instantly as he says this. Jack shakes his head waves them off. Warren picks Shane back up and throws him into the ring. Following him into the ring Jack goes to stomp Atwater a few times in the face before he picks back up. He kicks Atwater in the midsection a few times them goes for a Northern Lights. He successfully hits it but he wasn't done there as he rolls backwards still holding Atwater's head. Warren has Atwater back up to his feet and lifts him up to hit a Sheerdrop Brainbuster. Warren then hooks Atwater's leg going for the first pin fall of the match.

ONE!!!!!









TWWOOO--KICK OUT!


RANDY THE PILOT: How Shane kicked out of that? I sure as hell couldn't of.

JERMAINE MARKS: Yo fat ass can't even make it up a flight of stairs. Shut the hell up.

BRIAN MASON: Goddamnit! C'MON SHANE! You got this! Don't let this snobby son of a bitch get the best of you!

Jack slaps his hand on the mat and yelling as if he was a five year old throwing a temper tantrum. He hops up and gets in the ref's face arguing with him about the count. The ref warns Warren making him back up into Shane Atwater. As he noticed he backed into him Jack turns around and begins to kick Atwater's ribs while screaming "MY" kick "NAME" kick "IS" kick "JACK" kick "WARREN" kick "AND" kick "EVERYBODY" kick "DOESN'T" Kick. He takes a moment to look around at the fans booing him. He flashes a smirk and goes for another kick but Shane catches his leg taking Jack by surprise. Jack hops up and down trying to back up away from him but he couldn't get loose from Shane's grip. Shane up to his feet still grimacing in pain from his ribs lifts up his free hand and get Jack a Mutoumbo like finger wag. Atwater twists Jack's leg and takes his foe down to the math.

He then locks in the Indian Deathlock and while bridging he yells out "EVERYBODY TAPS YOU SON OF A BITCH!". The fans cheer and begin to chant "EVERYBODY TAPS!". Warren is heard yelling out in pain. He looks back at the ropes hoping he was close but he was no where near them. Shane then tightens up submission hold and making Warren claw at his face wishing that the match was over already. But Jack wasn't going to tap. He wasn't going to let Shane get over on him by any means. The ref asks Jack is he wants to quit but nope.Warren wasn't quitting. Not today. Jack sits up and begins to punch Shane's knees. Shane went ahead and let go of the hold making sure he didn't use up all the power in his legs. Warren was thankful for this as he holds onto his legs in pain.

BRIAN MASON: Great move from the Submissive Kamasutra.

JERMAINE MARKS: This nigga just called Shane the Submissive Kamasutra. I always knew you was suspect, slime. With yo sweet ass.

BRIAN MASON: Hey! It's a great nickname!

Shane walks over to Jack grabbing his hair forcing him to stand up. Atwater hits a few Forearm strikes before tossing Jack into the ropes. He stands in the center of the ring waiting for Jack to return. As he does he hits a Belly-To-Belly suplex. Before Jack could even try to get back up Shane was right back on him with his hand wrapped around his waist squeezing cutting off the air from Jack's legs. Jack reaches out for the ropes as he is risen up to his feet. He tries to hold on to the ropes so Shane wasn't able to do anything. Sure enough Shane was trying to attempt a German Suplex but he couldn't do that with Jack holding onto the ropes. Shane notices this after a few attempts. He lets go of his hold around Jack's waist to try and make him let go. But as he leans over trying to knock Jack's hands off the ropes, Jack elbows Shane in the face. Shane backs up holding his face leaving an opening for Jack. Noticing this Jack smirks and sprints over hitting a hug leg lariat!

Jack yelps in pain holding his legs still feeling the effects of the Indian Deathlock from earlier. Jack gets up trying to walk it off. As he was now comfortable walking he picks Shane back up and looks over to the commentator desk. Jermaine Marks and Randy The Pilot get up leaving Brian Mason sitting there wondering why they was getting up. Jack then runs over while holding the back of Shane's head and tosses him outside the ring hoping that Shane would fly into the commentator's desk like a suicide dive gone wrong. Was that the result? Sort of but Shane didn't make it to the commentators desk just short of it. Jack didn't seem to mind this as he gets of the ring. He had something else in mind just in case. Warren walks over to where ring announcer Whisper Viperi was sitting and shoves her off of her seat while yelling "GET THE FUCK UP BITCH?!". The fans boo at Jack as he looks down at Whisper on the ground. He goes back towards Atwater to pick him up. As he gets him up Jack doesn't waste no time in tossing Shane head first into the chair. The fans boo once again as Jack holds up his hands with a devious smirk on his face.

BRIAN MASON: Hey he can't do that?!

RANDY THE PILOT: Actually he can Mase.

BRIAN MASON: UGH! I hope Whisper is okay. She didn't deserve that.

JERMAINE MARKS: That bitch be aight.

Jack laughs and points at Atwater who is laying there in pain. He then walks over and picks Shane back up. He pins up him along the barricade and begins to deliver his very own breast chops until Shane's chest began to turn bright red. Atwater cries out in pain after each blow. Jack then Irish Whips Atwater into the ring apron causing him to yelp in pain once again. Jack picks up the chair and folds it while walking over to Atwater with a cocky smile etched on his face. Jack goes to swing the chair at Shane, but Shane quickly dodges getting the hell out of dodge. Jack looks around and swings again at Shane but nope he ducks under and grabs Jack from behind and successfully hits the German Suplex he was looking for earlier. Both men lay there at ringside in pain. The ref looks down at them from the ring. Normally he would have been counting them out but with these relaxed rules he wasn't prohibited to do so. Both men begin to stir and start to get up to their feet. Both men are up to their feet at the same time and begin to trade blows outside the ring. Tired of trading punches with Warren, Shane steps to the side forcing Jack to swing and miss. As he does so, Atwater hits a Side Russian Leg Sweep that gets a bit of approval from the fans along the nearby barricade. Shane gets up to his feet high fiving a few fans before turning his attentions back towards Jack. He kicks Jack a few times before picking him back up. He tosses Jack into the ring and slides back in himself. Shane crouches down catching a breath while waiting for Jack to get back up to his feet. As Jack does he still seems a big groggy as he turns around into Shane's direction. He is met with Shane's foot in his midsection. Shane hits an Inverted Facelock Backbreaker but holds on as he wasn't done with Jack just yet as he goes for an Neckbreaker. Shane looks as if he was about to go for a pin but he didn't seem satisifed enough.

He slides out of the ring and retrieves the the chair that was once being used by Warren. He slides it inside the ring and slowly gets into the ring. He whips his head back getting his hair out of his face. Shane then crouches down yet again waiting for Jack to get back up. Shane waves him on while talking to himself a bit but towards Jack. Jack begins to slowly get back up to his feet and holds the back of his head groaning in pain. He turns back towards Shane to be hit with a knee to the gut. Shane then lifts up Warren hitting his patented The Whale & The Wasp signature manuever onto the steel chair and NOW goes for the pin!

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TTTHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEE-NO!


Warren kicks out at the last second and it stuns not only Shane but the crowd also!

BRIAN MASON: HOW THE HELL DID WARREN KICKOUT OF THAT?!

RANDY THE PILOT: Well clearly Jack is still in th--

JERMAINE MARKS: YOU DON'T HAVE THE ANSWERS SWAY?! Hahahaha. My bad always wanted to do that.

A bit disappointed with himself Shane starts to get up to his knee. He really felt as if he had that one in the bag. Up to his feet now Shane looks down at Jack's legs and stomps away at them causing more damage to them. With frustration from the kick out still, Atwater drags Warren over to a corner turnbuckle. He places his leg on the bottom rope before he climbs up to the second turnbuckle. He looks down at the leg sizing it up before leaping off. He drops a knee on the leg causing Warren to yell out in agonizing pain. Atwater does this a couple more times before he drags Warren to the center of the ring and locks in a Inverted Indian Deathlock! Warren cries out in pain begging for it to stop. Begging for Shane to let him go but he doesn't. Shane cries out trying to apply more pressure in the hold nodding his head as the fans cheer him on. Jack tries to crawl back towards the ropes but he couldn't move a muscle as he was trapped in the center of the ring.

The ref asks if Jack wants to quit but of course in Jack Warren style he tells the ref to fuck off. Jack stays laying there crying in pain for a minute before he looks over and see the steel chair finger length away from him. Shane doesn't notice this so Jack takes full advantage of the situation. He reaches out for the chair and and eventually gets a hold of it. Only thing he had to do now is swing and hope to God he got Shane to let go. He waited a minute so he could build up enough strength to swing. As he does he hits the back of Shane's head and he is forced to let go of the submission hold. Jack curls up and holds onto his legs thankful that he was free. With the help of the ropes & the chair Warren began to get up to his gingerly. He stalls for a moment before turning around to see Atwater starting to get up to his knees. Jack starts to limp over to Atwater shaking his head.

JACK WARREN: Where you going you little bitch? Huh?! Where the fuck are you going?!

Warren begins to stalk Atwater and kicks him in the ass forcing him to fall back down.

JACK WARREN: You know what you're problem has always been, Shane? You been wasting people's time acting like you something out here.

Atwater tries to get up again but Jack grabs the back of his head and drives it to the ground.

JACK WARREN: But you're so fucking delusional that you don't even realize that you're not shit! You're not worth a goddamn thing!

Jack chuckles and kneels down in front of him. He grabs Shane's face forcing him to look at him.

JACK WARREN: You wanna know why that is? Do ya Atwater?!

Jack spits and slaps Shane in the face before stands back up and laughs.

JACK WARREN: BECAUSE YOU'RE NAME ISN'T JACK WARR---

Shane shoots up snatching the chair out of Warrens grasp. Jack's eyes widen as and quickly begins to back pedal as he sees Atwater charging towards him with the chair.

JACK WARREN: Oh shit!

JERMAINE MARKS: AYE HE LEFT THE CHOKE PANTIES AT THE CRIB SLIME?! WARREN DONE FUCKED UP!

RANDY THE PILOT: Jack better run! Shane ain't fucking around now!

BRIAN MASON: GET HIS ASS SHANE! GETS HIS JACK RABBIT LOOKING ASS!

Shane goes to swing the chair but before he could hit Jack, Jack pulls the referree placing him between him and Atwater. The referee is struck with the chair and falls down to the mat out cold. Shane doesn't seem to mind that he knocked out the referee as he still charges for Warren. Warren hops out of the ring holding up his hands trying to get Atwater to stop. A referee comes sprinting down the ring to what it seems at first is to replace the fallen ref but instead he calls for the bell. Shane looks up a bit confused.

DING!!! DING!!!! DING!!!
The referee calls out to Whisper for her to announce the result of the match.

WHISPER VIPERI: This match has been called to a stop and Jack Warren has been declared the winner due to disqualification!

The fans boo after the announcement is made. Jack Warren points and begins to laugh hystarically at Shane. But Shane wasn't in a laughing mood as he gets out of the ring and charges towards Warren again this time punching him clear in the face. Jack stumbles back as he wasn't expecting it. Warren looks over to Shane and then goes to punch him as well. The two begin to punch each other with crushing blows. As predictied before. These two weren't out here to wrestle any longer.

They are he to fight! Noticing this security guards come rushing down the ramp and around the ringside to separate the two. But not even these security guards could hold them back for long as they pushed and fought their way free to reconnect with one another and continue the fist fight. With the current security guards not able to get these two boys to settle down RED steps out onto the stage and waves for whoever it was behind the curtain to get outside help. Two minutes go by and outcomes ODB 3 & Grim outfitted in riot gear running down the ramp and grabbing a hold of the two and even shoving them back.

JERMAINE MARKS: The hell is this?! Let these niggas fight slime!

As Shane Atwater and Jack Warren are being pulled apart by security, the fans begin to cheer loudly simultaneously making the camera look around to see exactly who or what they were cheering. At the top of the entrance ramp was none other than the HKW World Champion Onyx Payne.

BRIAN MASON: It's Onyx Payne! What's she doing out here?

RANDY THE PILOT: She's kind of the champ, Mase. She can damn near do whatever she wants.

It took Jack and Shane a moment to stop trying to go after each other to take notice on who their special guest was, but when they did Onyx lifted the microphone she had in her hand up to her lips.

ONYX PAYNE: I’m sorry to interfere in your… wanting to kill each other moment, but you guys have been handling this thing you guys got going on the wrong way. I mean, Shane, you're mad at Jack because he screwed you out of your title match, and Jack, you're mad at Shane because he screwed you out of your chance at getting a title shot. And the funny thing is, neither one of you have what the other one wants. I however-

Onyx glances at the title on her shoulder, putting her free hand on the main golden plate on it.

ONYX PAYNE: - have exactly what you guys want.

The camera’s look at Shane and Jack’s bewildered expressions as the two seem to calm down as security cautiously begins to move away from the two bitter rivals.

ONYX PAYNE: So... I came up with an idea. An idea that I took to Brandon Banks because I didn’t want to go through a middleman, and then have to wait for them to get it okayed. The idea I had dealt with how your match would end tonight, and it pretty much ended the way I thought it would. A straight out brawl. Where there was no winner. Well... except for maybe the fans.

With just their mention, the fans began to cheer causing Onyx to smile.

ONYX PAYNE: Shane, you will get a rematch for the HKW World title.

This makes Shane smirk as he looks at Jack in a cocky manner making Jack a bit upset as he goes to go after Shane again only to get stopped by the security guards. He points a finger at Atwater, and throws some obscenities his way.

ONYX PAYNE: And Jack? You will get the opportunity that Shane took away from you, and you will get your HKW World title shot.

Shane’s smile fades as he looks up at Onyx and then over at Jack who was now pointing and laughing at him.

ONYX PAYNE: At Destiny. You two. Will go against me. In a triple threat match for the HKW World Championship!

The fans explode over the announcement, Warren and Atwater staring each other down before they glance back over at the entrance ramp.

ONYX PAYNE: Not only will you guys be given what you two have been truly fighting for, but hopefully this will settle everything.

With that said Onyx lowers her microphone as her theme Salt of the Earth begins to play and she goes behind the curtain.

BRIAN MASON: How about that, folks! We have our World Championship match at Destiny! Onyx Payne will take on Shane Atwater and Jack Warren in a triple threat match!

JERMAINE MARKS: Goddamn, fam. That's big! Real big.

The camera pans back over at Shane and Jack, showing their immediate reactions. Shane doesn’t seem too happy with the situation and Jack can't but laugh, pointing his finger at Atwater and telling him that he'll be the next HKW World Champion as Defiance goes off the air.

WINNER: JACK WARREN VIA DISQUALIFICATION (22:49)
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