| [color=#f46500][b]DEFIANCE[/b][/color] ל [color=white]LXII[/color]; LIVE from the United Center in Chicago, Illinois | July 23rd, 2017 | |
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| BB | Jul 24 2017, 11:04 AM Post #1 |
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![]() Location: Chicago, Illinois Venue: United Center Network: TNT The official theme song for Defiance, "Defiance" by Righteous Vendetta opens the show with it ending with the Defiance logo shining bright. ![]() |
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| BB | Jul 24 2017, 11:10 AM Post #2 |
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![]() Jackson Magnum steps out of his limousine with a custom suit, and sunglasses on. At this moment Eli Zayn approaches. Jackson takes a step back as he sees him approach, he then smiles at Eli. ✦JACKSON MAGNUM: Hi fella wat’s up? ✦ELI ZAYN: I was just wondering if you heard that Miguel has a surprise waiting for you here tonight. Jackson Magnum peals the sunglasses away from his face looking Eli in the eye. ✦JACKSON MAGNUM: I do like surprises, guess I will just hafe ta wait fer et then. Eli Zayn’s eyes narrow looking at the former two time hybrid champion. ✦ELI ZAYN: Aren’t you worried about what Miguel has planned for you? Jackson smiles as a relaxed look washes across his face. ✦JACKSON MAGNUM: I hafe dealt wit Hall ov Famers, some ov thee best wrestlers en thee world, and I just went through a World Cup tat I won while being tested beyond my limits. So, Miguel is going ta hafe ta do a little more tan throw me a surprise party ta scare me fella. Jackson reaches up patting Eli on the shoulder then walking by him as we return to ringside. ![]() Felicity Banks sits in the office of Selena King dressed down in street clothes and her World championship resting on her lap. Selena was not yet present, giving Felicity ample time to scan her girlfriends desk. She immediately notices the picture of the two together and lets out an “awwwwe”, but her mood changes once she sees a stack of papers with the letters “UE” labeled on them. ✦FELICITY BANKS: The hell. Felicity goes to grab the paperwork, but Selena’s office door begins to crack open. The World champion takes her seat and acts as if she wasn’t snooping around as Selena walks around her desk, a brow narrowed as she stares at her employee. ✦SELENA KING: What were you doing? Felicity shrugs, pointing at the picture of the two of them on her girlfriends desk. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Thinking there’s way better pictures of us than that one you have there. Selena glances at the photo and shrugs her shoulders nonchalantly. ✦SELENA KING: Don’t play games with me, Fel. I know you didn’t come here to talk to me about pictures. The Defiance board of director takes her seat and crosses her legs. ✦SELENA KING: What can I really help you with? In one motion, Felicity puts the HKW World championship on Selena’s desk. ✦FELICITY BANKS: I want Dom Harter at Titletown and I want it to be made official right now. ✦SELENA KING: But Ro-- Felicity stops her girlfriend in mid speech. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Romeo means nothing to me right now. I don’t give a fuck if he’s general manager. You know who Time Warner’s hand picked champion is? ME. But I’m sick and tired of hearing that I only won that match because of the UE. A scowl forms on Felicity’s face as the thought of her former friends comes to mind. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Dom has never been better than me, and never will be. I wanna prove that, so here’s what I’m proposing. Knowing her idea basically removes whatever champions advantage she has, Felicity reluctantly thinks over the decision and blurts it out. ✦FELICITY BANKS: If I get disqualified, I lose my title. If I get counted out, I lose my title. No bullshit, Selena. Just proof that Dom Harter is no Felicity Banks. The look on Selena’s face can only be described as skeptical. She rubs her chin and lets out a sigh before leaning forward. ✦SELENA KING: If that’s what you want, that’s what you’ll get. At Titletown in Green Bay, it’ll be Dom Harter versus Felicity Banks for the HKW World championship. A sly smirk crosses Felicity’s face as she picks up her championship and hoists it over her shoulder. ✦FELICITY BANKS: I knew I could count on you. The World champion’s eyes move to the file with “UE” on it, but she doesn’t pay too much attention to it. She blows Selena a kiss and leaves her office, slamming the door shut behind her. She takes a few steps down the hallway, pulls out her iPhone and taps the screen three times. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Hey… the match is made, but I need to talk to you about something. Meet me at-- Felicity notices the camera crew and shoots them her evil bitch face. ✦FELICITY BANKS: TURN THOSE F*CKING CAMERAS OFF RIGHT NOW OR I’LL HAVE YOUR JOBS! And we fade to black… ![]() WELCOME TO…. UNDISPUTED! With…. SKIP BAYLESS AND SHANNON SHARPE! ✦SKIP BAYLESS: Lyza Reyes has all the talent IN. THE. WORLD. But- ✦SHANNON SHARPE: BUT WHAT SKIUP? Don’t you even start! Wham! Football Hall of Famer Shannon Sharpe yelled as he banged his fist down hard on the desk - welcoming the HKW Faithful to an excerpt of the UNDISPUTED television program which aired on FS1. A snippet of the show which saw Shannon and Skip debate the world of professional wrestling was granted to Hard Knox Wrestling to display on the LXII edition of Defiance at the United Center from Chicago, Illinois. Skip Bayless let out a sigh before continuing. ✦SKIP BAYLESS: Shannon. Skip said in that condescending voice. Letting out another sigh. Pausing. ✦SKIP BAYLESS: I know you’ve been Team. Lyza. Reyes. From day one you’ve supported this lady. How----ever, I can NOT get on board with her being a future World Champion. Look. There are MOUNTAINS and MOUNTAINS of hugely talented wrestlers. ✦SKIP BAYLESS: Not all of them can reach World Champion status. I see talent in Lyza. She should always have a good. Paying. Job…. I just don’t see it though, Shannon. Lyza? Making it to the eight defenses needed to get that shot at the HKW World Championship one day? Where is the evidence? It’s BA-LONEY! Shannon Sharpe nearly leaped out of his seat due to sheer frustration with his colleague. ✦SHANNON SHARPE: SKEEEEEEEEUP!!!!! Sharpe yelled at the top of his lungs. That had become a staple of the Undisputed program! ✦SHANNON SHARPE: Lyza is THERE. Think back to when she won the 2016 Crown Royalty Tournament, Skiup! Who did she BEAT? Oh...FORMER WORLD CHAMPIONS: Zero McHannon and Cyncity. Raising his arms up Shannon scoffed at Skip Bayless’ claims. The crowd cheers loudly at the mention of Lyza’s truimphs. ✦SHANNON SHARPE: She went on to beat Chanson Webster at Defiance LVIII in New Hampshire. She proved she can excel against the NEW guard AND the OLD guard. And ya know what SKIUP? No one’s beaten her for that title since. It’s almost AUGUST SKIUP! Shannon stated firmly. ✦SHANNON SHARPE: She can and WILL reach the eight defenses needed to challenge for the big belt on Defiance. ✦SKIP BAYLESS: I can respectfully…….Disagree with that. Based off the fact that she’s involved with the Banks Dynasty, specifically Brandon, her career will NOT last long. For obvious reasons I’ve been stating women should stay. AWAY. From. HIM. ✦SKIP BAYLESS: Skeeeeup…. ✦SKIP BAYLESS: YOUR turn to listen, Shannon. Lyza is already involved with a LOT of different types of people in that family. And around different types of people it is VERY easy to offend. Let’s look at what our HKW ITV Champion had to say about someone close to her…..Aria Bankowski. We were sent this audio file by Lyza herself upon asking whether or not Aria had the talent and the PASSION to thrive on the main roster of HKW. Skip motioned for the audio to be played. LYZA REYES RECORDING: Sweet Aria, there’s no doubting that she is talented. From experience however, you’ll need to toughen up mentally and appreciate everything that you have. It doesn’t take much for people to walk all over you. May she not lose sight of that. Skip Bayless shrugged slightly. ✦SKIP BAYLESS: Those sound like underhanded comments towards a former RISE Champion in Aria... Shannon leaned forward again. ✦SHANNON SHARPE:WHAT, SKIUP? SKIUP. She knows what she’s talking about! And did you catch the change of tone in her voice? At first it sounded like she opened up her statement with a warm smile, and then became serious when she needed to be. That doesn't mean she's trying to throw dirt on Aria’s name! Seemingly, Skip ignored this and then continued his point. ✦SKIP BAYLESS: She’s in too deep with that family, she can’t even tear Aria apart properly even though she just may WANT to! Why? Because Aria on Defiance means more COM-PE-TITION, Shannon! ✦SHANNON SHARPE: TEAM LYZA welcomes all competition! You're not gonna take my word for it but WATCH her, Skiup. Watch her matches! She wants to HELP her family. Lyza has a PURE heart! There's a reason she's Hero of the Mid-Year! Tapping his pen on the desk Skip glanced to the camera. ✦SKIP BAYLESS: Yeah right. I'll be watching alright. But if Aria’s smart about this she'll defend her reputation. Let Lyza know what she thinks about these comments… Shannon shook his head angrily as the Undisputed camera feed began to elevate - closing out the clip leaving the audience to wonder what could come of this… Did the ultra talented Lyza Reyes mean to motivate Aria in a positive manner as Shannon stated? Or in the words of Skip...was she trying to weed out any competition on the road to glory? Even family. ![]() The scene fades outside to the arena where Whisper Viperi was seen ready to announce the first match of the night. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen the first match of the night is a singles match set for one fall! Cheap pop. The sounds of “Jager Yoga” by CSS begins to play throughout the arena as Annie Zellor steps out from behind the curtain; the fans in attendance begin to cheer as Zellor keeps her head down, bouncing from one foot to the other in time with the music. She raises her head, rocking out as she looks out across the crowd. Annie stands there with her feet apart, raising one hand up high with the devil horns, before finally heading down the aisle. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, making her way to the ring from Staten Island, New York. Weighing in at 125 pounds … ANNIE ZELLOR! Some HKW fans reach out for the high five, and for those fans Annie happily obliges. But she tries to drown out the small proportion of them who jeer her from a distance. Zellor climbs up the ring steps and stops on the apron, taking another moment to look out across the crowd before she flips backwards over the top rope to enter the ring. There, Annie heads to her corner and climbs a turnbuckle as she waits for this match to get started. A black and white video vignette begins rolling on the screens, showing Lyza Reyes dressed as Charlie Chaplin on the moon. There is no dialogue, but simply piano music playing with the pace of the footage. She's caught in the middle of a tug of war match between a U.S. Spaceman, and a small group of miniature aliens. Before determining which side pulls Lyza once and for all, the venue goes pitch black, and "In Distress" by A$AP Rocky featuring Gesaffelstein begins to play. "I'm something out this world, nothing like the rest..." She makes her way down the ramp, tagging a few hands along the way. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: And the opponent, hailing from The Space Age, it's the HKW ITV Champion, Lyza Reyes! She walks up the steel steps, and positions herself in the center of the ring to scope out the audience. She points at fans also known as "Lyzanites," in acknowledgment of their enthusiasm and admiration. The referee checks with both women asking if they were ready. He then calls for the bell. SINGLES MATCH Annie Zellor vs. Lyza Reyes DING DING DING Once the bell rings the two ladies walk into the center of the ring listening to the roar of the crowd. The kindly shake one another’s hand but instead of letting go of Annie’s hand, the ITV Champion pulls Annie back in hitting a Snap DDT. Catching Zellor off guard, Lyza got back up to her feet and sprints towards the ropes. She bounces off of them and runs back towards Annie as she goes for a Baseball Slide Dropkick but no! Annie dodges the attempt by a friction of a second! As Lyza gets back up to her feet she looks around searching for Annie but it was too late! As Annie was seen jumping off of a springboard and comes down hitting Reyes with a Bulldog! The crowd pops as she gets back up to her feet only for the Sparkle Buddy to gift them with a bright smile. Annie turns around and looks back at Lyza who was starting to stir. She walks over to her and helps Lyza up to her feet. She begins to hit a few Knife Edge Chops before Irish Whipping Lyza across the ring to a corner. Annie now sprints towards the corner and goes for the Sparklebutt...NO! Lyza moves out of the way forcing Annie land lower spine first into the bottom turnbuckle! Annie cries out in pain as Lyza now is up to her feet. She gets up to the second rope and taunts Annie wanting her to get up to her feet. Annie slowly does so and as she does, Lyza leaps off the second rope hitting a Tornado DDT! ✦BRIAN MASON: What a DDT there by the champion! ✦JACK WARREN: Not as good as The Man’s DDT. ✦BRIAN MASON: The Man’s DDT? What are you talking about? ✦JACK WARREN: The Man’s DDT! The best damn DDT ever seen! ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh gosh...Anyways, the reigning ITV Champion is back in control of this match up. Lyza was back up to her feet now and proceeded to hit a few Knee Mounts before mounting herself on top of Annie and raining down some punches. She then gets up to her feet and kicks Annie over onto her stomach. Lyza now goes down and locks in a Camel Clutch submission hold working on Annie’s lower back as much as she possibly could. The referee was there to ask Annie if she wanted to quit. Annie of course refused to quit as she screamed out in pain. Lyza pulled back more on the submission hold but still Annie refused to quit. Not wanting to drain all of her energy on this submission attempt, Reyes let’s go. She stares down at Annie for a moment and waits for her to get back up to her feet. Annie slowly begins to stir as she holds onto her back. She looks up to see Lyza running towards her going for a Running Double Axe Handle but no! Annie moves out of the way just in the knick of time as she hits a Spinning Leg Sweep to take Lyza down. Annie then gets up to her feet and hits a Standing Shooting Star Press! She hooks the leg looking to put the ITV Champion away! ONE TW-------KICKOUT!!! Annie looks to the referee making sure it was for sure two. The referee reassures her of the count and she then gets back up to her feet gingerly while holding her back. ✦BRIAN MASON: Despite almost putting away the champion here, Annie is still feeling the affects of that camel clutch earlier as well as the failed Sparklebutt attempt. ✦JACK WARREN: The Man’s Butt is better just so you know Mase. ✦BRIAN MASON: I...I really don’t care. ✦JACK WARREN: Well you should! My buttocks saves lives, Mase! The Man’s Butt is a national hero! ✦BRIAN MASON: We’re just now getting this night underway, the last thing I think anyone wants to here is a fictional tale about your butt, Jack. Annie stomps down on Lyza a couple of times. She then looks back to the corner and then to the fans who cheer her on. She nods to them and then begins to drag Lyza over to the corner. Zellor slowly begins to climb up to the second rope and taunts looks down at Reyes sizing up her attack. She nods to herself and leaps off and successfully lands the Diving Knee Strike! The crowd pops as Annie slowly gets up to her feet and waits Lyza to get up to her feet. She taunts for her to get back up. As Lyza slowly begins to stir she sees Annie flying up in the air as she was going for the Sparkle Princess Special...NO! Lyza ducks under the kick just in time and hits a Snap German Suplex!!!! The crowd pops as both women lay there motionless. The fans cheer for both respective woman they were cheering for. Lyza was the first to show signs of life as she slowly got up to her feet. She watches as Annie too slowly gets up to her feet. The lock eyes and then proceed to connect punches. The ITV Champion puts a stop to this punching brawl as she starts to hit some shin kicks! Catching Annie off guard with the kicks, Lyza then hits a quick Facebuster! ✦BRIAN MASON: Just when Annie thinks she has done enough to almost put away Lyza Reyes, she is quickly denied! What a match to kick off tonight’s show! ✦JACK WARREN: I’m tired of you giving these two runts credit! Where’s my credit! Where’s The Man’s respect!?! ✦BRIAN MASON: Unlike you I’m calling the match instead of being worried about myself! ✦JACK WARREN: I’M THE MAN I DESERVE ALL THE FREAKING ATTENTION IN THE WORLD?! ✦BRIAN MASON: Yeah the same guy who hasn’t wrestled a match since Shane Atwater put you on the sidelines…. ✦JACK WARREN: WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO THE MAN?! Lyza gets up to a knee catching her breath. She looks at Annie watching her as she stirred trying to find her way up to her feet. Reyes watched her closely and then stands up to her feet. She watches Zellor slowly climb to her feet and sprints over to the ropes. As she comes back after bouncing off the the ropes she hits her Gravitass finishing maneuver! The crowd pops as she goes for the roll up pin! ONE TWO TTTTHHH-----KICKOUT!!!! Lyza looks up to the referee in disbelief then around to the fans who couldn’t believe Annie was able to kick out themselves. ✦JACK WARREN: If that was The Man’s butt this match would’ve been over by now! ✦BRIAN MASON: Again? Seriously? ✦JACK WARREN: Yeah! The Man is only shedding some light on the truth of The Man’s buttocks! Even Lyle Risky would approve! No homo! ✦BRIAN MASON: I highly doubt that. ✦JACK WARREN: Nobody asked you, Mase. Shut up. Reyes shakes her head as she gets back up to her feet. She takes a deep breath wondering what more she has to do in order win this match The fans cheer for her as she looks up at the top turnbuckle. Noticing what she was looking at the fans begin to cheer louder encouraging her to climb up onto the top rope. Lyza slowly begins to climb up to the top rope. As she makes it up to the top rope she looks down at the unconscious Sparkle Buddy. She nods to herself and taunts to the crowd. The pop as she then leaps off going for Pura Vida……...NO!!!!! Annie gets her knees up! Lyza crashes and burns onto her knees! ✦BRIAN MASON: Chicago is going crazy! Annie just bought herself another life here tonight! ✦JACK WARREN: She’s not a damn cat, Mason. What are you talking about? ✦BRIAN MASON: Can she capitalize?! Can she will herself to win?! Annie slowly gets up to her feet using the ropes to help her do so. Behind her Lyza was seen starting to stir slowly. The fans cheer as they watch both women now get up to their feet but there was a huge pop as Annie surprises everyone in the arena with the Sparkle Princess Special successfully landing! ✦BRIAN MASON: THE 540 KICK SPECIAL CONNECTS?! SPARKLE PRINCESS SPECIAL CONNECTS! ✦JACK WARREN: I bet Lyza sure is glad this isn’t for the title. Annie now gets back up to her feet again using the ropes to help her. She gingerly walks over to the corner and climbs up to the second rope. She sits down on the top rope and waves for Lyza to get back up to her feet. The fans cheer as they watch and cheer for Lyza to get back up. Once the champion finally gets back up to her feet she groggily stands there not knowing where she was. As soon as she turns around, Annie leaps off the second rope and hits Rough 'n' Tumble II! The crowd pops as Annie goes for the pin! ONE TWO THREE!!!! The crowd pops as Annie’s theme music hits the PA System. She slowly gets up to her feet to get her hand raised. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here is your winner…...ANNIE ZELLOR!!! Pop. ✦BRIAN MASON: What a match to kick things off tonight here in the Windy City! ✦JACK WARREN: Yeah yeah yeah. ✦BRIAN MASON: Can’t wait to see what else is in store for tonight! The scene starts to fade as Annie continues to celebrate her victory over the ITV Champion. WINNER: Annie Zellor Via Pin Fall (12:32) |
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| BB | Jul 24 2017, 01:16 PM Post #3 |
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![]() A 2017 Nissan Altima (obviously a rental) pulls in the back parking lot of the arena where a plethora of fans who couldn’t get tickets for tonight’s show were piled up outside. As the Nissan pulls into the parking spot, the tint makes it impossible to see who’s inside. It takes a few a seconds, but finally the RISE Pro sensation, Boaz Kennedy, steps out of the drivers side door to a thunderous reaction from the fans outside the building. ✦CROWD: YOU BELONG HERE *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* Unable to hide his smirk. Boaz gives the fans a wave and slaps a few hands as he makes his way toward the back entrance where he’s immediately greeted by Defiance interviewer and RISE commentator, Eli Zayn. ✦ELI ZAYN: Ready for this? Boaz looks at the cameras and points in their direction, ✦BOAZ KENNEDY: Are you interviewing me? Eli holds his hands up, no microphone in his hands, ✦ELI ZAYN: That wasn’t my intention. These cameras are everywhere. You’ll learn that eventually. This is more… Eli sighs as Boaz rests his right shoulder against the hallway wall. ✦ELI ZAYN: This is a conversation between one person who has watched another person grow. I’ve called your whole career, Boaz. Eli bites down on the inside of his cheek as the Kingpin of RISE Pro keeps a stoic expression. ✦ELI ZAYN: I guess I’m just making sure you know what you’re getting into with Artemis. A smirk crosses Boaz face just as Eli finish his sentence. ✦BOAZ KENNEDY: Eli, if you knew what I’ve seen… what I’ve done outside of this business, you would know that Artemis Kaiser puts zero fear in my heart. Boaz moves his Great Lakes championship from one shoulder to the other. ✦BOAZ KENNEDY: As much as I love Ashley, she was not ready for someone like Artemis. That’s why she’s on Subversion competing against the likes of Ashley Sullivan and Kenshin Takamura. Me? He smirks. ✦BOAZ KENNEDY: i’m fully prepared for whatever Artemis has planned. My sister has taught me that pain? It’s all mental. If you don’t believe in it, you don’t feel it, Boaz pulls away from the wall and stares Eli dead in his eyes. ✦BOAZ KENNEDY: I’ve been ready for this stage, Eli. And tonight I prove it by bringing the Bloodlust gold to RISE Pro. The Kingpin pats Eli on the shoulder and carries his title and pull bag toward his locker room. Eli lets out a sigh and mumbles “I want to believe him.” before he walks in a different direction. ![]() The camera cuts to the parking lot, as a blacked out Range Rover speeds into the lot, skidding to a standstill with a screech. The engine revs up several times, before the door blasts open and a sea of thick smoke billows out. The Bastard of Bowland steps out through the smoke, the sounds of Iggy Pop thundering out as Fowler struts out singing to himself. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Here comes Johnny Yen again. With the liquor and drugs. And a flesh machine. He's gonna do another strip tease. Fowler twists and turns to the music, doing a little shimmy and a moonwalk as he claps his hands to the tune, making his way through the backstage area whilst carrying his gear bag with him. He begins to go on a rant as he paces through. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Choose wrestling. Choose a witty nickname already used by twelve other people. Choose spandex, sequins, enough frickin’ sparkles to make you have a wizard’s sleeve. Choose an outfit so tight that it not only leaves nothing to the imagination, but completely destroys it. Choose a multitude of different colours that scream out “please look at me, I had a neglectful childhood.” The Bastard of Bowland begins to get weird looks from both fans and stagehands as he seemingly dances his way through the halls, swinging his bag around with him as he does so, continuing his little speech. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Choose the boots that you were made to walk in, but requiring someone else to lace them up for you like some kinda effed up metaphor for your entire career. Choose paying for said boots with the signing fee from the sixth company you’ve signed for this year, promising yourself this one will be different and the fact the same faces from the last place that shut down showing up will not change that. Fowler cuts right back into the song, singing loud and proud as he does so in his rough Northern accent. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Hey man, where'd you get that lotion? I've been hurting since I bought the gimmick. About something called love. Yeah, something called love. Well, that's like hypnotising chickens. Fowler swaggers through, pushing his way through door after door as the camera continues to follow him down. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Choose signing for six companies, and questioning what went wrong when you’re put down because you’re so frickin’ knackered. Choose blaming everything but your own overexposure and your desperate need for attention rather than yer own inadequacies. Choose a million and one catchphrases ripped from popular fiction, hoping nobody realises that you robbed it and you can plaster it on a t-shirt that no one will buy. Choose ranting endlessly when someone else uses it, going silent when they’ve been doing it for years and you disappear into your hobbit hole praying everyone will just forget about it. He flashes his security pass as he gets into the staff area, pacing purposely with a spring in his step, nodding his head at a number of passers by. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Choose flaunting yourselves like some kind of wrestling wank rag holding the bukkake championship, posting a hundred and one pictures on social media, praying an exposed nipple or a flash of your abs will win you instant recognition, a championship match or a shot of Brett Sands sperm up your flute to win you a million dollar baby paycheck. He cuts back into song once more, seemingly searching for someone or something. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Well, I'm just a modern guy. Of course, I've had it in the ear before. 'Cause of a lust for life. 'Cause of a lust for life. Fowler’s singing stops as he spots the person he has been looking for, looking out to where Emilio Vialpando is seen leaning up against a wall texting away on his cellphone. He shakes his head as he types the text message. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Always gotta be so goddamn difficult, cuzz. After he hits send he looks up to see former ITV Champion Jackie Fowler standing there in front of him studying him. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Um...Hey Jackie? Que pasa? Fowler, now in his ring gear bar wearing his “Wanted” t-shirt that is available on Hard Knox Online, inhales from his powder blue e-cig, blowing out rich plumes of vapour into the air, never taking his eyes from Vialpando, until he suddenly and unexpectedly bursts into song. ✦JACKIE FOWLER:Que sera, sera. Whatever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see. Que sera, sera The Bastard of Bowland lets out a chuckle, before wiping his forehead as he paces towards Emilio with that Mick Jagger swagger of his. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: That is pretty much the extent of me foreign language skills bar the use of Google translate and telling someone to go shit in the ocean in Yiddish… Fowler coughs, making a theatrical stance as he performs the line. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Gay kocken offen yom! Sounds good, innit? Well, it don’t but frig it. Now you can do me a proper favor here, Emi. I ain’t seen ya since the old World Cup Battle Royal bollocks the other week, but I’ve been a wee bit out of the loop, as you know. Wifey dropping the sprog and all last Defiance day, so priorities and all that good dance. So, while you’re here… What in the blue moon hell is going on? Emilio taken off guard by the singing and blinks himself back into focus and nods. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Well uh, you’re on the House of Pain: Titletown poster for starters. I had one helluva match last show with Artemis, I don’t know if you seen it but it was pretty damn good if you ask me. Lakers won the Summer Lea--- ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Whoa whoa whoa, sweet child o’ mine. Come now, lad. Ya know exactly what I’m talking about here, don’t ya? Now are you going to spill the beans an’ tell me what is really going down here, or are you gonna keep skipping round the facts, eh? Now I need to know exactly what the frig is going on round these parts. With you, Fel, Jin and all this crap. I were sat holding the baby and no one is saying shit to me, no one is answering phones and everyone is avoiding answering the question. Now, you gonna answer this for me, or is that table plan for Jensen’s wedding gonna be a wee bit awkward when we’re raising a toast? Emilio sighs knowing he was just trying to avoid having this conversation. Was bad enough he had to explain himself to Dom Harter weeks ago, now Jackie. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Alright...Alright Jackie. Jaxon y Jinzai they...They acted on their own accord at Control. I didn’t know that they was going to do everything that they pulled. I didn’t know Jaxon was going to pull that shit between you y him. I didn’t know that they were going to interfere in the World Title match like that. Beating the shit out of Dom and basically handing Felicity that win. I’ve voiced this with them multiple times. He shakes his head. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: They think...They think that they are doing what’s right for Felicity but they’re not. They’re just making everything worse when it comes to Felicity’s friendship with all of us. I know...I know me still being friends with them y tagging with Jinzai en Dynamic Duos might make it seem like otherwise but believe me, I’m telling you the truth. I’m still trying to convince Felicity to talk to me so we can try to work all this out but she’s ignoring me so I can’t. I’m just trying my best to keep the peace breh. Jackie simply shakes his head, not exactly getting the answer he was looking for, but responding regardless. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Yanno Emi, easy said, easy done. But all this shite is wrapping up into a nice little package and getting addressed to bullshit city. All this wit’ me and Jaxon, Fel and the lesser bastard, you, Jin. It’s getting heated and awkward and nobody is giving any concrete proof of anything. I’ve been trying to call Fel, and the only time I got through was when she wanted to congratulate me and me Princess on the baby. Nice and all, but she hung up before I could ask about all this. Fowler spits on the floor, considering his next answer. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: People choose friends, allies, enemies, but flit and change their mind every five minutes so no one knows what the frig is going on. They’re choosing actions that are confusing the f**k out of everyone, turning on each other left, right and centre, making ya feel sorry for a guy who chose to turn over a new leaf, only to wipe his arse with it then rub it in the face of everyone who ever believed in him. Jackie takes a step back, grinding his teeth then starring Emilio dead in the eye. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: I choose the truth, and call me a non-believer, call me Thomas the Doubter or whatever the feck his biblical bollocks name was, but until I see proof, I can’t choose whether I’m gonna back my bud in all this or not. Fel is friend, but I dunno where her allegiances lie right now. You get what I’m saying? ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Si, I get what you’re saying. I don’t know where Felicity’s loyalties lie anymore so I can’t really answer that question for you. I can tell you that all she’s concerned about majority of the time is her, herself and she. If she’s not taking your calls or mine, what does that tell you? That tells me she doesn’t trust anyone. Emilio sighs. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Me on the other hand. I’m not your enemy, Jackie. I’m just the guy in middle of all this shit. And along with that I got mi little brother pestering around here chirping like an annoying baby bird in the morning calling for it’s madre. I got enough on my plate as is. I’m just trying to do what’s best for everybody and what I feel is right. Jackie nods his head, taking a moment to take in what has just been said. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Well… whether they choose sneak attacks, mind games, backstabbing, lies or any of that general bollocks, looks like it’s you and me getting to the bottom of all this. And if they don’t give answers willing, we’ll choose forcing them. Fel’s a mate, a good one. I adore the little rug muncher, I just hope she has her senses and this ain’t all some f**king scheme. Not many in this industry I can say I can trust… She’s one I always regarded as one I could. Hope that doesn't change… But until then… Jackie takes an electric slid backwards. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: I choose being a bellend. Fowler clicks his fingers as he does a turn, singing away as he swaggers off. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: I'm worth a million in prizes, with my torture film. Drive a G.T.O. Wear a uniform all on government loan. Yeah, I'm through with sleeping on the sidewalk. No more beating my brains. No more beating my brains. With the liquor and drugs. With the liquor and drugs. Fowler disappears into the distance, roaring out “Lust for Life” as the camera focuses on Emilio, before cutting away. ![]() ✦WHISPER VIPERI: This tag team match is scheduled for one fall! Already in the ring, weighing in at a combined weight of 450 pounds...WRESTLENIUM! "Stick Em Up Kid" by Zebrahead blares throughout the arena as Angelo Sands and Markus FK exit out from behind the curtains to a huge pop! The two fist bump at the stage before Angelo races down to the ring, slapping some hands, then sliding in. Markus takes a slower approach and walks down, slapping hands with the fans as well before he heads up the steel steps. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing their opponents...weighing in at a combined weight of 450 pounds...MARKUS FK and ANGELO SANDS...THE S-I CONNECTION! Once both men are in the ring, they run the ropes some before running towards one another and hitting a chest bump, then turning to the audience and pumping them up some more! Once they are finished, they head back into their corner and the two go over any last minute gameplan. ✦JACK WARREN: Hey, Brian, do you notice anything...nevermind. ✦BRIAN MASON: What do you mean? TAG TEAM MATCH WRESTLENIUM vs. The S-I Connection DING! DING! DING! McGavin comes up to his rival, Angelo, who simply stares him. He runs off at the mouth for a moment as Angelo looks back at Markus. McGavin, seeing his opening, sends a shot at him, but Angelo comes around and manages to secure his arm. He hurls him down, trying for the Sands Trap, but McGavin scouts it, getting out of it with a clever roll. Sands gets to his feet, avoiding a quick kick to the head from McGavin. McGavin heads into the corner, and Angelo runs in, hitting him with a running knee lift. He tags Markus in, who whips him towards the opposite corner. Angelo stops on a dime, and hits a brutal dropkick that sends Drexler into the ring mat. When McGavin pulls away, Markus is already running off the rope and cracking him with the Frei Train! McGavin hits the mat hard, and Angelo calls for the exclamation point. Markus lifts McGavin up and Angelo comes forward. Without any hesitation, the two plants McGavin with Around the World! The crowd is on fire by the raw dominance displayed by the S-I Connection. Markus goes for the cover, and Angelo counts with the crowd. ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING!! DING!!! ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here are your winners by pinfall...THE S-I CONNECTION! ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh...I thought this was going to be competitive. The S-I Connection came out with a mission! WRESTLENIUM were their rivals in RISE, but in one match, they have proven how much they have advanced! ✦JACK WARREN: Look at them! They want gold! They’re throwing their name in the hat for sure! Angelo motions for the belt, while Markus throws his arm up in victory. They leave the ring, passionately displaying their pursuit for gold. The fans are still uproarious from how fast and dominant they were able to put down the former thorn in their side. As they reach the top of the stage, Angelo once more motions for the gold. Markus screams out that the champions and everyone needs to take notice. They’re coming for the belts. WINNERS: The S-I Connection via pinfall (2:33) |
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| BB | Jul 24 2017, 01:22 PM Post #4 |
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![]() Defiance cuts backstage to where the ‘Tenacious Little Bastard’ Dom Harter is walking through the corridors; he’s dressed in his ring attire ahead of the triple threat match later this evening, complete with ‘Bygones’ t-shirt and leather jacket, and he’s currently drinking from a bottle of Gatorade. But Dom has to stop when he hears a voice calling out to him. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Looks like you’re getting your World title shot then, huh? A glistening Annie Zellor steps into shot, facing and looking up towards Dom as Harter finishes taking his mouthful of delicious citrus goodness, allowing it to flow down his throat before he wipes his mouth with the back of his sleeve. He lets out a satisfied sigh before he looks down towards Zellor with a smirk on his face. ✦DOM HARTER: That’s right; it turns out Fel can do the honorable thing when she wants to. Must’ve turned over a new leaf or something, I don’t know. Harter shrugs. ✦DOM HARTER: But you’re looking at your next HKW World Champion. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Nahhh. She snarks, punching Dom playfully in the arm as she adds. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Fel’s gonna kick your butt at Titletown, just like she did back at Control. That one causes Harter to chuckle, running his hand along his stubbled jaw as he takes a moment to respond. ✦DOM HARTER: You’re lucky we’ve said bygones for all the crap you pulled back in the Spring, otherwise I’d have to pop you right now… He pushes Annie’s jaw with his fist before taking another sip of his Gatorade. Zellor looks displeased at the imitation of her own catchphrase. ✦DOM HARTER: …and besides you’ve already wrestled tonight, it’d be unfair. Nicely done, by the way, beating the ITV Champion like that. Shows you can hang with some of the best here in HKW. Now you just need answers from Onyx and you’re done for the night. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: I won’t hold my breath. Annie shakes her head; the displeasure turns into a scowl for a moment as she recalls the memory of Onyx dropping her back at Control, but she shakes all that off and speaks again. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: It’s like she’s dodging me; I didn’t even see her at the last Defiance, and she’s just doing that weird, like, cryptic Twitter stuff where it’s, like, ‘wait and see’ or ‘you’ll understand soon’. But she’s not gonna tell me! And if she does then it’s not gonna be a good reason. ✦DOM HARTER: But you need to kick her ass before you can move on? I get it; that’s where I am with people like Jinzai and Jaxon Queen. Fortunately I’ve got my opportunity to get my hands on Jinzai later tonight in that triple threat match… Harter pops the collar on his leather jacket, chuckling briefly to himself before he continues. ✦DOM HARTER: …and someone else in there too. But Jaxon? He’s been, uh, lets call it pushing my buttons lately. And a match against Felicity at Titletown doesn’t excuse his costing me the title at Control. It doesn’t excuse the hatchet job him and Jinzai did on my surgically repaired shoulder… ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: We’ve said bygones haven’t we? We’re friends again. ✦DOM HARTER: Sure, why not. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Ok, ‘cause if you ever need any help with them two, just say the word and we can be #Donnie again! Harter pinches the bridge of his nose, and Annie just giggles. ✦DOM HARTER: …don’t use that name. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Bygones! She exclaims, punching him playfully on the arm again. Harter just shakes his head as he sighs again. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: But Fel’s still gonna kick your butt at Titletown. ✦DOM HARTER: You’ve said, and you’re still wrong… Harter slaps his friend on the shoulder as he goes to walk away when, suddenly, Jaxon Queen appears from behind him. Queen barrels past Zellor and clobbers Dom with a forearm shot from behind, sending the Tenacious Little Bastard staggering forward into a wall. ✦JAXON QUEEN: You wanna kick my ass, Harter, you f***boy? Jaxon calls out as he continues battering Dom with rights and lefts. Harter has his arms up to protect against most of the shots, before he ducks down and catches Jaxon with a double leg takedown! The two men roll around on the floor throwing shots at one another until it looks like #HarterHitsHarder and Dom is getting the better of this one! At least until Jinzai comes in with a knee to the back of the head. Harter is keeled over, feeling the effects of that one as Jinzai looks pleased with himself - until Annie charges in, springboarding off Dom’s back as she catches Jin with a flying forearm to the face! He staggers back a step, but lunges forward towards Annie, who ducks the attack; Jinzai ends up in Harter’s arms as he hits Jinzai with a huge spinning spinebuster that drops the former Hybrid champion across the recovering Jaxon Queen! ✦DOM HARTER: Come on… He beckons them back to their feet; both Harter and Zellor are poised ready to strike as Jaxon and Jinzai get back to their feet … only for some referees and backstage staff to appear on the scene. They crowd out the space between the two pairs of wrestlers. ✦JINZAI: This isn’t over, Harter. ✦JAXON QUEEN: She can’t save your ass every time, you know. Next time we get our hands on you...you just might not end up being so f***ing lucky. The referees and other staff escort Jaxon and Jinzai away, leaving Annie and Dom behind; they watch in silence as their rivals leave, with smiles on their faces, making sure no further commotion is about to occur. And the show cuts elsewhere. ![]() We’re greeted to a shot of Romeo Price’s luxurious backstage office, where Defiance’s General Manager is sat behind his oakwood desk staring at a rather daunting stack of paperwork. With a short sigh he picks up a fountain pen from its holder, uncapping it, mere millimetres away from pen to paper before a loud, obnoxious knock comes at his door. Romeo places the pen back to it’s original paper before leaning back in his chair. ✦ROMEO PRICE: You may ent-- Before he’s even finished speaking, the door violently swings open to reveal Christian Kane flanked by his two bodyguards, the massive Big Mike and the small and slender Nyx. The bodyguards each hold with them a large gift basket, which Kane instructs them to place on the desk. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: O ROMEO, ROMEO! WHEREFORE ART THOU, ROMEO!? He grins widely, a clearly less than impressed Romeo Price looking on, even more so as both Big Mike and Nyx approach his desk. ✦BIG MIKE: Uhh...there’s no space boss. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: What the--...alright. We’ll make space. Stepping up to the desk, Kane takes a hand and wipes the desk clean! Sliding everything off of it in one clean motion, clausing loud clattering, shattering and the sounds of paper falling down to the ground. Price instinctively moves back, meanwhile both Big Mike and Nyx place their baskets on the desk. Kane grins again, holding his arms out wide. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: See! I told you I was bringing you presents! We have a muffin basket, and a fruit basket! You’re a pretty hard guy to read, I couldn’t tell what you wanted. So I got you both. You’re welcome, boss! Romeo looks at the mess that Kane’s bodyguards have made in order to place both baskets on his desk. He then looks up to the three and shakes his head. ✦ROMEO PRICE: Hmph, and making an unnecessary mess while you present me with it when you could have just simply sat them in the chairs. That was just too logical for the three of you I suppose…. Romeo checks the time on his Rolex. ✦ROMEO PRICE: What is it you want to talk about, Mr. Kane? Christian breathes deeply, adjusting his bandana before sitting on the end of the desk. He shakes his head, looking to Price. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: I want...I want what’s owed to me, Romeo. I want what I’ve earned. On my own. Do we understand each other here? He adjusts his pale pink silk shirt, looking back to the General Manager as he stands up from the desk. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: I want that title shot. I earned that title shot. I beat Emilio. I beat Felicity. Those are two of the best wrestlers in the world today. I beat them. Gimme what’s mine. What’s fair. Kane stares at Romeo, his demeanour becoming more and more serious with every syllable uttered as he stands in front of him, his bodyguard at his tail. ✦ROMEO PRICE: I see….And what title shot would that be exactly Mr. Kane? Romeo says as he sits back in his chair and picks up his glass of Scotch taking a sip. Kane looks agitated at his question. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: The World Championship. What the--- what kinda question is that!? You know what title shot! Romeo stares up at Christian for a minute and sighs. ✦ROMEO PRICE: I had a client once that made demands...Demands he till this days believes he has rightfully earned but in all actuality he did not. He may of done a few things to support his argument a bit but neither one was good enough to solidify his earning of the right to even making such demands. Mr. Kane, you find yourself in that very position today. He takes a sip of the Scotch and sets it back down on it’s coaster. ✦ROMEO PRICE: Yes, you may have beat Mr. Vialpando during an World Crown Syndicate hosted tournament. Yes, you may have defeated Ms. Banks in an stellar match last episode of Defiance. But neither of those winnings have earned you the right to waltz into my office demanding a shot at the title. He shakes his head. ✦ROMEO PRICE: I’m not sure if you happened to watch and seen what took place at Control during the HKW World Championship match, but there was one particular person who was indeed denied of a fair match in which he may have been the one to walk out with the World Championship rather than Ms. Banks. And I’m not sure if you’ve heard or not but after a talk with myself and Ms. King, we have agreed that Mr. Harter deserves another chance at the World Championship and he is getting that shot. Price studies Kane’s demeanor and shrugs his shoulders. ✦ROMEO PRICE: Sorry that you had to waste your time with your miserable attempt at brownnosing for a chance at the title but hey….Maybe next time? When you have actually earned the chance to challenge for the HKW World Championship. Christian’s eyes go wide at Romeo, in total disbelief at what he’s hearing. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: W-...wh-...WHAT!? Earn--..chance...wha- WHAT!? Kane looks around at his two bodyguards, who seem equally perplexed before he turns back to Price. He breathes deeply, trying desperately to calm himself. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: You...sir. You just...--- He holds a hand up, quickly clenching it into a fist before he continues. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: You just made an enemy, Romeo Price. Take...take my opportunity away from me. MY FU*BLEEP*KING OPPORTUNITY! We’ll see about this... Kane stares at the Defiance General Manager for an uncomfortable few moments before moving to exit the office alongside Big Mike and Nyx. Several seconds pass until suddenly Christian Kane bursts back into the room, snatching both of the gift baskets. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: You DO NOT deserve these! I’m not letting this go...! Again, Kane storms out of the office, struggling to get through the door which both baskets, but eventually does. Price shakes his head at the seemingly empty threats, standing up to begrudgingly clean up his office as the cameras go elsewhere. ![]() ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall! Already in the ring… The camera pans over to the corner to show El Loco Gringo sporting his black and red mask, looking ready to make his Defiance debut. ✦JACK WARREN: Heard lots of good things about this guy, Mase. A future World champion if you ask me! ✦BRIAN MASON: Right… Gringo throws his arms up in the air and gets a sympathy pop from the Chicago crowd just before Whisper goes to introduce his opponent. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: And his opponent… "Black Honey" begins to blare over the PA system when Julian Savell appears at the top of the entrance way. The fans begin to shower him with boos. Julian pops the collar of the fur coat that he's wearing as a sly smirk runs over his face. Julian is also carrying his patented umbrella and is wearing sunglasses to go along with his wrestling trunks. Julian walks down the ramp while repeatedly raising his hands in the air, telling the fans to get louder with their boos so they oblige. Julian then walks up the steps and dusts his feet off on the top step before stepping through the middle rope. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Residing in Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 218 pounds... He is "Your Own Personal Savior"... JULIAN SAVELL!!! He climbs up to one of the top turnbuckles and then raises his hands in the air horizontally with the umbrella still in his right hand. ✦BRIAN MASON: Now this man is someone I’ve heard A LOT about. ✦JACK WARREN: I’ve heard he’s about as big as a prick as me. If that’s true? He’s already my favorite. Julian then jumps down from the turnbuckle, takes off his fur coat and sunglasses and hands them to one of the staffers outside of the ring. Julian then awaits for the match to begin. ✦DEBUTANTE MATCH✦ El Loco Gringo vs. Julian Savell DING! DING! DING! El Loco Gringo charges right at Savell, but the newest Defiance signee catches the masked man with a boot to the midsection and immediately follows it up “The Unsaved” curb stomp! ✦JACK WARREN: Welp. Shaking his head in disgust, Savell pushes El Loco Gringo onto his back and puts his leg on his chest for the lazy cover. ONE! TWO! THREEEEEEEEE!!! DING! DING!! DING!!! ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here is your winner… JULIAN SAVELL! Savell stares down at El Loco Gringo with a smirk on his face before he flips him the bird then turns his attention to the audience. He begins messing with them as well, proud of the short work he made out of his opponent. ✦JACK WARREN: That has to be one of the fastest matches in HKW history. ✦BRIAN MASON: We’re gonna have to check with Stat Boy on that one, but wow. An impressive debut for Savell nonetheless. Savell walks over to the corner. He approaches the cameraman standing on the apron. Julian grabs hold of the camera and talks directly into it. ✦JULIAN SAVELL: I hope your watching Ty. I hope you get a real good look. While Julian is looking into the camera Tyberius King slides into the ring and waits in the opposite corner.. ✦JULIAN SAVELL: Because it won't be long till I retire you for good! As Savell turns around King darts out of the corner and blasts Julian with the “Eye of Horus”. The crowd pops and Ty calls for a mic. ✦TYBERIUS KING: Julian if you thought I was just going to lie back and let you walk all over me then you were very wrong. You're not going to walk in here and make your name off of me. Get ready for a war, cause you asked for one. King drops the mic and exits the ring. Slapping the hands of fans as he walks up the ramp. ✦WINNER: JULIAN SAVELL via pinfall (0:09) |
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| BB | Jul 24 2017, 01:26 PM Post #5 |
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![]() Backstage of Defiance as Banahan, Cole is walking through the back corridors himself. He turns a corner and stops, folding his arms. Blocking his path is the behemoth of a man Harbinger. He stands there arms at his side and his head tilted slightly as he stares a hole through Cole’s head. Cole, unflinching, stares right back as the silence is deafening, each one waiting for the other to move. ✦HARBINGER: A debt to them is outstanding. It needs to be repaid. Cole looks around and it’s obvious that he’s alone. Nest was being set up for programming by Charlie Valentine. After a big gulp, The Moderator looked up at Harbinger with a huge smile. ✦BANAHAN, COLE: Whatever is on your mind, it would behoove you to re-think it. Have you ever heard of Jason Mentez? If not, I do not entirely blame you but perhaps you may want to do some research. After scanning the situation and looking Harbinger up and down. ✦BANAHAN, COLE: While you’re doing that research, do not overlook the fact that I myself am a very accomplished catch-as-catch can athlete. You are simply nothing more than a big stupid oaf who preys on the average simpleton’s mind. In fact, you nor your mistressister can scare me. I have seen enough low-budget slasher cinema at various film festivals around the world. You two are nothing I have yet to feast my eyes upon. Now if you’ll excuse me--- Cole turns around to walk in the opposite direction, but comes face to face with Lamia. However she isn't standing before him, no. Instead she is upside down, hanging from the low pipes that stretch across the ceiling of the hallway. Lamia twists her mouth into a sick grin as her eyes dart back and forth in the constant crazed state. Without a word or warning, Lamia spits at Cole, spraying red mist right into his eyes, blinding the man. Cole grabs his eyes as he screams in agony as he stumbles back. Harbinger grabs Cole by the shoulders and tosses him with too much ease into a stack of crates back first. Cole holds his back with one hand as Lamia leaps down and lands on her feet. She walks up to the downed man grabbed his head. With a screech that echoed down the hall she starts to bite at Cole’s forehead, sinking her fangs into the skin as blood rolls down his face. She lets go of him, her mouth completely coated in red from the mist and his blood. Harbinger pushes Lamia back slightly, signaling, it's his duty to collect the debt. He picks Cole up with one hand by the neck as Harbinger looks at him, void of any emotion on his face. ✦HARBINGER: THEY will collect. Cole tries to fight back, grabbing Harbinger’s face and trying to break the grip, but Harbinger shrugs it off. He lifted Cole into the air before being him back down, Harbinger driving his knee deep into the spine of Cole. Cole has no choice but to scream as Harbinger lifts him up one final time before throwing Cole as hard as he could….RIGHT THROUGH THE WALL! The dust from the drywall floats in the air as Cole lays broken in a heap of wood splinters, nails, and drywall. The people in the room through the wall are quick to check on him as one yells for an ambulance as Cole isn't moving. Lamia watches the carnage with glee in her eyes as she climbs up and rests herself on her Savior’s shoulder. ✦HARBINGER:The First Debt is repaid. He turns around and walks down the hall, vanishing around the corner as more medics and staff members are on Cole, checking to see if he is okay, the siren of an ambulance getting louder and louder as it approaches the arena. In the backstage area, Zack Jones and Inferno are seen stretching and warming up. Standing next to them are Angelo Sands and Markus FK, who are looking still fresh after their match against WRESTLENIUM. It’s a few seconds of silence before Zack finally stops and directs some words to the two young men. ✦ZACK JONES: You know, no matter how long you do this, sometimes you need to learn something about an opponent. And there’s usually no better person, or people, to ask than those who have been in the ring with them. Jones puts a hand on Sands’ shoulder. ✦ZACK JONES: We can study all the damn tape that we want, but it’s not going to do us much help against the real thing. Some knowledge from those with experience against Silk & Cyanide could. Isn’t that right, Ferno? ✦INFERNO: Shway. Zack nods. ✦ZACK JONES: Well said. Angelo, Markus, tell us what you know. Angelo looks over at Markus and smiles before he turns back to Team DLC. ✦ANGELO SANDS: They’re not exactly an easy team to prepare for. They’re good in the ring, but they like to play the mental game more than anything. Just don’t let them get the best of you mentally and you’ll be able to drop them on their ass, just like we will soon enough. Ain’t that about the best way to explain how to combat them, Markus? ✦MARKUS FK: That’s right. They want you to fight them with your emotion. Don’t. Fight with your heads. You’re better than them, they know that - and they’re going to take every mental shortcut they can to even out your advantage. Stay on your game, don’t let them get into your heads and you’ll be good. Satisfied with the wealth of information that Angelo and Markus have given them, Zack gives an appreciative nod in their direction as he and Inferno return to their locker room to digest the information ahead of this evening’s match against Silk & Cyanide ✦ANGELO SANDS: It’s a shame we gotta take the titles from those two. They’re one of my favorite tag teams of all time. Markus nods, running a hand through his hair. ✦MARKUS FK: Sometimes I gotta pinch myself, y’know? Being here - going against the kind of teams we’re stepping up to week by week. But you’re right, it’s our time now. No one else's. Just as Angelo and Markus are about to head off to their locker room and do their own thing they’re interrupted by a chuckle that manages to sound both amused and disdainful, a chuckle they’ve heard quite often in recent weeks, and if that wasn’t enough to tell them who was approaching the voice that comes with it sure as hell does ✦ERIN MARIANI: The obsession continues… Knowing exactly what is headed their way, Angelo and Markus turn around to see the two members of Silk & Cyanide standing there, Mariani standing with her arms folded as she shakes her head - while beside her Mason has a crowbar slung over her shoulder, and she’s drumming her black-painted nails against the metal as if she’s itching to put it to some use ✦SARA MASON: Are you really so damaged that you can’t help but talk about us every chance that you get? It’s almost sad to watch. Tapping the crowbar with a fingertip, Mason turns her eyes to meet Angelo’s ✦SARA MASON: Almost… Sands scoffs. ✦ANGELO SANDS: Sorry for answering a question by the guys who hold the belts that we’re taking home after War Ready. I guess that’s obsessed to you guys, but I sure as hell am not the one trying to start some fanfic s**t with Zack Jones. ✦MARKUS FK: We’re sick of this garbage. All this hiding in the shadows, creepy, mental bullcr-- With a click of her tongue Mariani interjects, and the tone of her voice indicates she is not in a playful mood with either Angelo or Markus. ✦ERIN MARIANI: I do not believe we have made ourselves clear, so allow me to do so - and you had better listen. We made you our business because you were a means to an end: a pair of arrogant fools begging for a little discipline, and that is what we gave you in the hope that you would learn your place. And yet here you are, mocking us, conspiring against us, standing in our way like a pair of bickering children, so consider this your only warning… Completely out of the blue Mariani drives a knee directly into Angelo’s groin and in one swift movement places a hand on his shoulder and uses the momentum to force him to a knee, while Mason calmly slides the crowbar off of her shoulder and stares directly into Markus’ eyes as she prepares to swing the crowbar at the first thing that comes close to her With the situation firmly in their control Mariani slides a finger up Angelo’s throat until her fingernail is directly under his chin, making it so she is looking Angelo directly in the eye as she looks down on him as she tells him ✦ERIN MARIANI: ...because if you get in the way of our taking those titles, we’re going to take something you have become very, very attached to since the day you breathed your first breath. Whipping the finger away from under Angelo’s chin, Mariani and Mason back up to allow Markus to help Angelo back to his feet, and as Angelo gets back to his feet Markus has to hold him back as he tries to get his hands on Mariani. FK struggles to hold him back, but eventually manages to calm him down. ✦MARKUS FK: Ang, chill! Chill! It’s not the time for this! ...They’re gonna get what’s coming to ‘em. ![]() ✦WHISPER VIPERI: The following contest is scheduled for one fall… Introducing first.. The arena goes black as the distorted melodies of Beyonce’s I’ve been on haunt the arena. The lights start flashing a bit before red smoke and lighting builds at the stage. As the operatic vocals begin the titantron lights up with images of fire burning as Asha Astor elevates up from under the stage as she reaches the surface she poses holding a single rose in her hand as she eyes the crowd. She does a simple slow spin basking in all of her own glory. Mason stands behind her with a menacing gaze as she finally makes her way down the ramp. The fans boo her as she walks in time with the music her long robe drags behind her as she looks around stalking the crowd. She twirls the rose in the hand as she stops at the bottom of the ramp. She hisses at the audience before walking over to the ring apron. Mason enters the ring and holds the rope down for Asha. She climbs on the apron and spreads her arms wanting the fans to admire her. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Making her way to the ring, from Parts Unknown...Asha Astorrrr!!!! After she enters through the lower rope she lets her robe slowly drag over the rope behind her as she makes her way to the center of the ring. She slides out of her robe slowly and puts her hands on her hips looking around at the crowd with disgust. From out of the sound system, Skillet's hit, Undefeated, greeted the crowd. The lights then began to flash red as the first few words of the song were heard. "Im Undefeated!" Michael Alexander walked through the curtains, getting a decent response from the crowd as his music continued. Stopping on the stage, he looked out over the arena, taking it all in before hitting his chest with a fist and yelling "This is what I live for!". As "Undefeated" continued on, he slowly made his way down the ramp. "Through the sweat and the blood, I know what I'm made of, it's the hunger that keeps me alive. (Keeps me Alive) This time, I'm coming like a hurricane. This time...." As his music hit the chorus, Michael clambered up the steps and straddling the outside of the ring, hooking his arms around the ropes. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing....from Sydney, Australia by way of Miami, Florida. He weight in tonight at two hundred and three pounds, the former HKW tag team champion....The Prodigy...Michael Alexander! Singing the words himself, he cracked another smile before releasing the ropes and turning towards the ring, swinging a leg through the ropes. Stepping in and take a few steps, Michael casually walked over to the nearest corner and went into a crouching position, preparing himself for the match. ✦SINGLES MATCH✦ Asha Astor w/ Mason Astor vs. Michael Alexander DING! DING! DING! With the sound of the bell the two feisty competitors immediately begin to go after each other. Michael wraps around Asha but Asha reverses and pushes Micheal away. Swinging with an elbow Asha hits Michael on the back of the neck repeatedly before grabbing Michael by the little bit of hair he has and pulling him to the ground. Asha goes to stomp on Michael but Michael rolls away from it and gets back to his feet only to be caught by Wheelbarrow Backbreaker a from Asha. ✦BRIAN MASON: Asha strikes first with that Wheelbarrow Backbreaker. I don’t know though she looks really unfazed. Asha brings Micheal Back to his feet and whips him into the turnbuckle. Asha Sets up in another corner. She takes off for a Cornered Slingshot but Michael moves out of the way and sends Asha head first into the turnbuckle. The crowd ooh’s before slowly begins his way back to Asha, taunting the crowd as he does so. ✦JACK WARREN: I’d hate to see her skull get cracked open out here tonight. ✦BRIAN MASON: Going that hard into a turnbuckle head first it is very liable to happen. Michael grabs Asha by the leg and pulls her to the center of the ring where he puts Asha in a Side Headlock. Asha begins scooting her way across the mat and reaches out for the ropes but she gets it and Michael holds the lock longer before letting it go. Asha begins making her way to her feet but not for long as Michael kicks her on the side of her face. ✦JACK WARREN: Ruthless! Damn! Looks like he almost kicked her head off of her neck. Michael's going for the pin. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Michael gets back to his feet and begins taunting the crowd. He turns back to Asha who was back on her feet. Michael looks for a Running Clothesline but Asha ducks and pulls Michael by his hair again and straight to the mat. She looks around with an awkward smile before that blank stare just comes back to her face. Grabbing Michael by the arm Asha pulls Micheal back to his feet where she slaps him across the face. She goes to knee Michael in the gut but he grabs ahold of her leg and elbows her in the face. He wraps around Asha, lifts her up and brings her to the mat with a Exploder Suplex. He goes for the pin. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! ✦BRIAN MASON: Another pin by Mikey and another kickout by Asha. ✦JACK WARREN: I'm just hoping that freaky thing comes nowhere near me. Michael gets to his feet and begins talking to himself before saying some words to the crowd. When he turns around he gets kicked in the gut by Asha who follows that up with a Asia DDT. She quickly drops down for the pin. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Asha looks around motionless before she brings Michael back to his feet. Michael was quick though and elbows Asha. She stumbles backwards and Mikey looks for a Dropkick but it doesn’t connect. He dodges a swing from Asha and wraps up around her but Asha reverses and pushes Mikey into the ropes. He bounces off and is tripped by Asha who looks for a Diving Senton but Mikey gets his knees up and Asha comes crashing down on them. ✦JACK WARREN: This could really turn the tides partner. ✦BRIAN MASON: Sometimes it’s just better to keep things simple. Michael places Asha in another Side Headlock, but couldn't get his grasp fully around Asha’s head. Asha gets out of the lock and rolls back to her feet. Mikey and Asha lock up before Asha begins to scratch at Mikey’s head. Micheal pushes Asha away and begins to aid to his head only to get hit with a Spinning Heel Kick that sends him crashing to the mat. ✦JACK WARREN: What the hell is Asha doing? ✦BRIAN MASON: She’s having a full blown conversation with herself right now. Asha continues to talk to herself before putting her focus back on Michael. Michael was pulling himself back to his feet with the ropes and Asha charges looking for a Clothesline that doesn't connect. Micheal takes a swing at Asha but Asha ducks and takes a swing of her own that doesn't connect as well. Michael aims a kick at Asha’s calf that lands. Micheal follows that up with a kick to the knee that causes Asha to drop on all fours. Michael grabs Asha by the hair and begins choking her before pulling her to her feet and levelling Asha with a Fate Zero(Standing Cutter). Michael mocks the crowd and goes in for the pin. ✦JACK WARREN: The Fate Zero. He could end this one with this move. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! ✦BRIAN MASON: I thought Michael was going secure the pin after that Fate Zero. Michael snarls at the ref before he sets up and stalks Asha. As Asha begins to make her way to her feet Micheal takes off and looks for a Punt Kick but Asha saw it coming. Asha jumps to her feet where Micheal takes a swing at Asha but Asha ducks before getting ahold of Micheals head and driving him into the mat with a Headsissors DDT she drops down and goes for the pin. ONE! ✦BRIAN MASON: This has to be it! TWO! ✦JACK WARREN: Spectacular maneuver but I don't think so Spence! KICKOUT! Asha thought she had it and she lets the ref knows while bringing Michael back to his feet but this time Michael gets some revenge of his own and rakes Asha in the eyes. Asha stands there motionless before Michael wraps up around her. Michael lifts Asha up but Asha rolls down his back and lands on her feet. When Michael turns around Asha lets go of some Red Mist into Michael's eyes before hitting him with a Spike DDT. She drops down for the pin while smiling at Mason Astor. ONE! TWO! ✦JACK WARREN: That's going to do it! THREE! DING DING DING A devious grin forms on Asha's face and crawls over Michael's body and toward the ropes. ✦BRIAN MASON: And just like that we have our winner. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here is your winner Asha Astor. ✦JACK WARREN: Mikey fought hard out there but it’s Asha who pulls through. ✦BRIAN MASON: A very dangerous Asha. Mason Astor slides into the ring and lifts Asha’s hands as she continues to look around motionless as the cameras begin to fade. WINNER: ASHA ASTOR via pinfall (7:01) |
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![]() A new theme hits the arena, which causes some confusion out of the crowd. As the camera pans to the side of the entranceway, Artemis Kaiser, the HKW Bloodlust Champion steps onto the stage. She is clad in a black pinstripe suit with her championship resting upon her shoulder. She strolls down the ramp lackadaisical in nature, not caring for the people booing her. She rounds the ring, heading for the production area to retrieve her own microphone. When she does, she enters the ring slowly, making sure that her suit doesn’t get ruffled in the slightest. Once there, she reaches up to remove her shades and tucks them into the chest pocket. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: It has come to my attention that my apology was accepted, and all threats of suspension were dropped. What a joyous day! She smiles widely, which only incites loud booing. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: No, no, no, none of that now. You all paid to be here, and you all know that I would have something to say. So--oh, I wait, are you all booing me for what happened to Ashlyn? The champion places her hand against her chest. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: That was merely me warning Ashlyn the best way that I could. She’s hurt, you know. Sure, she has time to recover, but every time that she has a grueling match I can see the life in her eyes dying. I’m still not sure how she won the ladder match, to tell you the truth. Regardless, I saw it fit to explain to her as peacefully as I could that she shouldn’t invoke her rematch clause. She should start turning her attention elsewhere. Maybe those two maniacs, Lamia and Harbinger? Perhaps she should worry that NEST may actually eat her. Maybe she could go try to get involved in that UE business and get beaten down by Captain Queen. More boos intensify, due to Artemis acknowledging the Dynasty Champion, whom she has favor towards. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: You see, I’ve taken up a new mindset as of late. I’m not going to try to indulge you people with the relentless bloodshed that I have exhibited in the past. Yes, I’m the Bloodlust Champion, but I’m not going to get myself all torn up and ruin my dreams for all of you. I’ll still make people bleed, because that is what must be done, but as long as I’m Bloodlust Champion, you can kiss these medical nightmares you call matches goodbye. Tonight is the last time that Artemis Kaiser risks her life for all of you. Thank solace in that. Tonight, Boaz Kennedy will fall to me, and I’ll do it without shedding a drop of blood. Sweat, yes, but no blood...no. I got to look good for the cameras now. She giggles. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: That’s all that needs to be said on the matter. I’ll let you all just wait for me to come back out here later tonight. But as of right now, I wash my hands of Ashlyn de Luca and all of her-- ✦???: Clown. The voice is a familiar one and a roar surges throughout the United Center, although its owner isn’t immediately visible. Chants of ”ASHLYN!” begin to emanate from deep within Chicago. Artemis Kaiser looks visibly agitated, shifting the championship on her shoulder as she takes a breath, closing her eyes for a moment. ✦???: Looks like a clown. Talks like a clown. Acts like a goddamn clown… and what do you got? And don’t get cute, because cheap shotting somebody and beatin’ on people that aren’t even paid to fight-- that doesn’t excuse you from being a clown. Reinforces that shit, really. Ashlyn finally becomes visible, a spotlight showing her making her way through the audience, only a few yards from the barricade at this point. As evidenced by her movements, De Luca is still feeling the effects of the previous weeks of abuse, coupled with the tag team war just a night prior. Dressed as if ready to compete, the former Bloodlust Champion raises her gaze toward the current. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: I’m done with games, man. There is another roar from the audience and Ashlyn’s face grows visibly red as she locks eyes with Kaiser. Ashlyn strides toward the barricade. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: The games, you say? All you do is play games, Ashlyn. I’m glad that you have the confidence to come down here, though. That, or it is stupidity at this point. Ashlyn swings her legs over the barricade and stands in front of the ring, a bitter smirk crossing her face. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: I play games? You were the one waiting for me by a flagpole with a Playstation literally this morning. Ashlyn moves over so she’s standing directly in front of the Bloodlust Champion only the ropes and some elevation separating the two. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: That, though, I can actually respect. I dig that. But this… this garbage with you jumping me from behind, throwing cheap-shots, going after referees, swingin’ chairs-- not just to swing chairs, but because your hands can’t get it done-- that’s where you and I have these totally different visions. THAT’s where I start looking at Artemis Kaiser less like a champion and more like the clown I already know you to be, bitch. Backstage, when I’ve already gone through a match, you’ll come at me but yesterday when we were sitting in a room with nothing between us but oxygen and a couple skinny journalists, you were tryna get away without even ACKNOWLEDGING me. Ashlyn moves closer to the apron, shaking her head up at Artemis. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: But I’m playing games. Hokay. She reaches up for the middle rope and pulls herself onto the apron. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: Really? Really?! Artemis lets out a harrowing laugh. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: C’mon in, don’t worry. Since I can’t get it done with my hands, according to you, then you have nothing to worry about. Artemis welcomes Ashlyn in the ring. She even takes a few steps back to lean on the other side of the ropes. ✦JACK WARREN: Get in there then! I mean, what the hell-- does Ashlyn get off on getting her ass beat? What is it with chicks these days,? ✦BRIAN MASON: It might not be the best decision for Ashlyn to be in the building tonight, much less in the ring with our Bloodlust Champ. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Welp. That’s nice of you, Artemis, don’t mind if I do. Ashlyn starts to bend over to get into the ropes, but awkwardly stops. She stands upright, shifting uncomfortably, reaching into the front of her tights. Ashlyn feigns surprise as she retrieves a pair of brass knuckles to the delight of the crowd. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Oh! Arthur, lookatthis. Ashlyn holds the microphone under her chin for a moment as she slides the brass knuckles on. Artemis takes an instinctive step further away, knowing first hand the damage they called. With a nod toward a particularly loud section of the audience, Ashlyn turns and steps into the ring, bringing the microphone back up to her lips. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Wondering if we could talk about that rematch clause. I know you mentioned it a couple weeks back but it wasn’t… like… a back and forth and we should probably have, like, dialogue. I think, anyway. The Bloodlust Champion sighs audibly, probably dramatically. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: Okay, before we talk about the rematch clause-- She slides down the championship back to a place where she could use it as a weapon. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: As I’ve stated, you shouldn’t utilize the clause. Look at you, darling, you’re all kinds of beat up. Victorious, sure, and the fans love you for that, but don’t you think that you shouldn’t keep pushing it. You see, let me tell you from personal experience that all of this pain that you’re trying to endure catches up with you. All it might take is another well placed blow to the head for me to put you out for a few months. Another few and a chair shot to put you out permanently. But seeing as you don’t listen to the clear logic, with you being an idiot and all, let me tell you this straight up. She takes a full move towards Ashlyn. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: You called me a clown. That’s a new one. Her eyes start to narrow as she brings forth all the distinct rage that she has in her body for the former Bloodlust Champion. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: I’m giving you this out because I understand where you come from. You have hit a stride that most cannot compare to. You have submitted your claim for Wrestler of the Year across the board. You should be proud of that, but you should also be careful. Getting eliminated before the year is up might give you the sympathy vote, and you’ll never hit this peak again. Not because you will never be this good again, no. You’ll never be because I will put you out for good. I’ll put you in a coma. Don’t get anything twisted, Ashlyn De Luca. She hisses. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: I might be more oriented towards the business side of things. I want to ensure that I’m the best damn wrestler out of the new influx of people. You got Kol, Felicity, Jaxon, Shane, and all of them, but I want people to say that during my time, my generation, I was the best. A smarter person, maybe a smarter monster as I said in my interview. But like I said...don’t get any of this twisted. She lets a beat fall for the effect. Ashlyn keeps her eyes focused on Artemis, clearly listening to each word, though with an indistinguishable expression. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: I will cripple you. Last time, I stopped. I stopped because I saw a girlfriend, a fellow competitor, and most of all, I saw...a fellow mother. The crowd, who was lightly booing, died down immediately by the gravity of Artemis’s statement. Ashlyn remains focused on her, though it’s not clear that she’s even breathing as she stares at Artemis, waiting for her next words. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: What will sweet, little Sam do? What will Tommy do? What will any of them do while Ashlyn de Luca gets her AWARD WINNING SMILE and her PRECIOUS LITTLE F**KING FACE SMASHED IN? Huh?! What will they do when I take these hands of mine that have laid waste to anyone who got in my face and called me stupid mess like you just did and wrap them around your throat? I will take every measure of what this belt represents and I will make this crowd just as silent as they are now. Because Ashlyn...I’m still the same woman who have broken plenty of necks and ended more careers than anyone else in this company. She then smiles widely, pointing at her sharp canines. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: And I’ll smile just like this and laugh as they cart you out of a HKW ring, no--a wrestling ring for the last time. Do I make myself clear? She pauses, and suddenly she reaches forward to grab onto Ashlyn’s face, forcing her eyes down to her entirely. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: Look me in the eye when I’m talking to you, bitch. There was a sharp noise from the crowd, a mix of hatred, but excitement. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: I will make a tragedy out of you and an orphan out of your kid. Do I make myself clear? Ashlyn jerks her head away, to which Artemis lowers her hand down. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: Or are you going to throw a tantrum and attack me? The audience is at a fever pitch. Ashlyn De Luca looks at Artemis Kaiser in silence as the seconds tick on, having not moved a muscle since pulling away from her touch. Various chants ring through the venue and Ashlyn’s eyes drift toward the Bloodlust Championship and then, simply down toward the ground for a moment. The audience remains near-deafening as Ash digests the words. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Little longer than I was expecting but… I guess now we can talk about the rematch clause. Ashlyn narrows her eyes at Artemis. She opens her mouth to say something… but stops. Ashlyn strokes her chin and takes a step back. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: You know, maybe you really do think you’re doing me a favor. Maybe you convinced yourself that if we get in this ring one more time, I really won’t make it out but I gotta tell you, man, I just don’t believe that. Now you can come out here and namedrop my son, and he’s probably up way too late, huddled up with a group of his friends, strutting around like a celebrity back in Atlanta right now so… good looks for that, Art. And yeah, I get it. You’ve broken necks. You’ve killed dreams. You’re Artemis Kaiser with the jacked up mouth. I willingly accept every bit of this. Maybe the Artemis Kaiser I beat isn’t the same person I’m looking at right now, but… Ashlyn rolls her neck a bit and narrows her eyes at the champion again. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: My neck’s fine. And I’m glad we got this dialogue thing worked out here, but let me tell you what I’m willing to do for that Bloodlust Championship. Ashlyn walks back up to Artemis, looking her in her eyes. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: If the next words out of your mouth are some more clown sh*t INSTEAD of granting me my match, we’ll just say ‘screw it’ and go with your tantrum idea. The prospect earns a pop from Chicago and Ashlyn kisses the brass knuckles for emphasis, eyes drifting toward the championship belt in Kaiser’s hand. Artemis stares at Ashlyn’s fist for a moment before rolling her eyes. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: You’re really a nuisance, you know. Like why can’t you just go piss off somewhere and just leave this alone? But fine, you’ll get your rematch, but you have to let me choose what the match is. And to spoil it for all the people in the audience...it’ll be a remix of our first ever encounter. So how about a Three Stages of Hell match? This draws a prompt roar from Chicago and Ashlyn raises a brow. ✦BRIAN MASON: Three Stages of Hell?! ✦JACK WARREN: Ashlyn wouldn’t make it through one. Ashlyn looks down toward the championship once more before looking at Artemis. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Kay. Artemis, brimming with annoyance, scoffs and starts to take her leave. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: Alright then. Now just...just-- She stops and looks at Ashlyn disgustedly before leaving the ring with a shake of the head. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Hey. Hey. Artemis pauses on her exit, not turning her back to the challenger. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Actually. Don’t even worry about it. I forgot. But um. When I remember, I’ll come find you. Don’t go too far. She says it nonchalantly, lacking the malice she had earlier, though with a broad smile on her face as she gazes up at Kaiser behind half-lidded eyes. Artemis stands there as the camera rounds about. She squints her eyes, and makes another irritated noise, opting to continue on rather than reply. ![]() The feed cuts to the backstage area where the beloved 2016 Crowned Royalty Champion and current HKW ITV Champion, Lyza Reyes, sat in the trainer’s room of Chicago’s nationally famous United Center still in sweaty ring gear… The ITV Champion had just competed in a highly competitive back and forth bout against a very popular former champion. Despite it being a losing effort for Lyza, those efforts were appreciated by the Chicago audience. The HKW Faithful had cheered Reyes all the way back up the ramp during a batch of TNT network advertisements. Still, the drive Lyza had to be successful in this business left her unsatisfied with how the bout went… As Lyza held an ice pack against her shoulder, as many wrestlers did following physically demanding contests, another very popular face entered the trainer’s room dressed casually in a black tank top/jeans combination. The appearance of this woman drew out cheers from the rowdy United Center attendees. ✦???: Ummm do you mind if I barge in? The camera zoomed in quite a bit on the face of this woman four-time wrestling champion, Aria Bankowski.... You may know her for once carrying the world famous Banks ring name. A shortened version of the family name that her cousins forged in a sea of respect over years in the industry. ✦LYZA REYES: Get in here, rugrat! Lyza used her good arm to wave Aria into the room. The former HKW Bloodlust and RISE Champion took a few steps closer to Lyza before reaching in for a hug - making sure to get the good side. ✦LYZA REYES: So good to see you! Wish the circumstances were better, but hey, this is what we sign up for. Big league things, and all. I promise you it’s not always like this. A smile crept up on Aria’s face as she thought about how far she had come. A year ago she stated that she would be on the Defiance roster one day, and here she was. Stepping into a gigantic arena. On national television: a platform she could use to set a positive example for a broader audience. ✦ARIA BANKOWSKI: Eeeeh...First things first, that was a great match with Annie you had out there tonight, Lyza, win or lose. That was some high level stuff. ✦LYZA REYES:Thank you. I’m not gonna lie, it’s frustrating since I was coming into Chi-Town all business. I have some things to think about on the flight back to ‘Jersey. Anyway, how are you feeling right now being a part of Defiance, chiquita? Lyza said as she pressed the ice on her shoulder harder. ✦ARIA BANKOWSKI: ..I’d say it feels fantastic to finally be involved with a Defiance as a member of the Defiance roster. Bankowski took a look at the monitor across from Reyes that displayed sections of the United Center fans. Lyza smiled and nodded like a parent seeing their child’s eyes light up on Christmas morning. ✦ARIA BANKOWSKI: What better place to do that than in Chicago, huh? Another cheer could be heard following the mention of the Hard Knox Wrestling Faithful’s home city. Bankowski folded her arms. ✦ARIA BANKOWSKI: Not a lot of people thought I’d make it to this point, Lyza. I always pictured myself getting here…Ugh it feels even more unbelievable than I thought it would every time I pictured this in my head during training sessions with Rori. The ITV Champion cocked her head to the side, incredulous that there were doubters. ✦LYZA REYES:It all starts out with a vision, Aria. After that, it’s up to YOU to make it happen. There’ll be setbacks and doubters along the way, regardless. You however, you’re Aria Bankowski! This is in your DNA. With a nod Lyza playfully slapped Aria on the shoulder with her good hand. ✦ARIA BANKOWSKI: Oww! Hahahah….I guess you have a point there. Aria took a pause for a moment. ✦ARIA BANKOWSKI: Lyza.....I heard what you said on Undisputed with Skip and Shannon. It’s true that this IS in my DNA but... I just had to ask...Do you think I’m mentally weak for wrestling? I know BunBun does. Aria let out a sigh. Thinking of her famed eldest cousin, Brandon. ✦ARIA BANKOWSKI: I miss him. She exhales heavily at the mention of Brandon, knowing the current state of their relationship. There was no reasoning with the older Banks. ✦LYZA REYES:It’s not just about wrestling. You’ll have to be mentally strong no matter where you go in life. There’s tons of athletes that are bigger, stronger, and were probably trained by the Navy Seals or Senseis from the Himalayas… She puts her index finger on her temple. ✦LYZA REYES: But if they’re mentally weak, all of those physical traits and training will mean nothing. This is how you get the flip floppers and promotion hoppers! I don’t want you to be that type of person and neither does your family. ✦ARIA BANKOWSKI: I still can’t help but feel BunBun’s been harsh about it. He’s always been understanding about everything in my life. Stuff I’ve only told you, Rori, and Ashley...when we were friends... in private. Riiiiing! Riiiiing! Looking down at her iPhone 7, Aria gasped. ✦ARIA BANKOWSKI: I’ll have to talk more later, Za. They’re calling me in to set up dates I’ll be available the rest of the summer. Aria leaned forward again hugging the accomplished ITV Champion - this time brushing against the shoulder Lyza happened to be icing. The tough as nails champion let out a small grunt. ✦LYZA REYES: Easy there. Allow me to recover before you practice bear hugs! She says this in a playful tone. ✦ARIA BANKOWSKI: Sorry! I’ll make that up to you with a glass of wine after the show. Gotta go! Aria sped off to take care of main roster business. The words Lyza sprouted still seemed to trouble Aria quite a bit though. Lyza raised a brow - wondering if her words had gotten through to the youngest cousin of the globally renowned Banks Dynasty. ![]() ✦WHISPER VIPERI: The following is a non-title tag team match scheduled for one fall! Mariani and Mason appear at the top of the ramp, Mariani looking towards the ring in disgust while Mason looks to the ring like she's waiting for an excuse to start a fight, and after a moment's pause they look to one another and share a knowing nod off approval, at which point they begin their walk towards the ring As the pair reach ringside Mariani ascends the ring steps and climbs the ropes so she's stood with one foot on the top turnbuckle and one of the middle rope to allow her to look down upon the crowd, while at the same time Mason climbs onto the ring apron directly beneath Mariani and gives a dismissive laugh to those within earshot, at which point Mariani vaults into the ring while twisting mid-air to face the opponent, swiftly followed by Mason ducking between the ropes to get into the ring As the duo stand in the ring Mariani stands in their corner of the ring with a look of purse disdain on her face directed at their opponents, as Mason drops to a crouch before Mariani as she beckons their opponents to come a little closer to see what'll happen ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing first, they are the team of Erin Mariani and Sara Mason...SILK & CYANIDE! "Earthquake" by Labrinth ft. Tinie Tempah hits the speakers and the crowd begins to cheer as out comes Zack Jones, dressed in his black and silver tights, silver knee pads, black boots, and black sleeveless jacket with silver lining and stripes. Zack stands at the top of the ramp for a second before beginning his walk down the ramp, bobbing his head to his theme. Once he reaches the middle of the ramp, Zack turns around and aims a shooting motion, his right hand acting like a gun, towards the top of the ramp, causing the pyro to explode. Then "Kalki" by E.S. Posthumus starts to play. Once the intro is done, the lights cut out. The Sanskrit symbol for Capricorn appears on the Tron with the word “E.S. POSTHUMUS” underneath it. A column of light shines up from the Stage. A pillar of vapor rises up through the Light. The image on the Tron is replaced by the word “I.N.F.E.R.N.O.”. Efinn Rox rises from the stage. His eyes remain closed as a pillar of vapor rises up around his body. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: And their opponent, they are the HKW World Tag Team champions; Inferno and Zack Jones....TEAM D-L-C!!! After several moments pass he opens his eyes and walks down the ramp. He ignores the fan's reaction, while Zack high fives any of the fans with their hands outstretched. Inferno slides into the ring and stands in the middle of it as Zack walks up the steel steps, then hops over the top rope and does a bit front flip, landing perfectly on his feet. The two men then look at one another before turning to the audience and performing the Ferno pose (\_0__/)! After that, they back up into their corner and begin going over their game plan as they remove their jackets. ✦NON-TITLE TAG TEAM MATCH✦ Silk & Cyanide vs Team DLC DING! DING! DING! It’s Inferno and Erin who begin things off, the audience heavily behind the current HKW World Tag Team champions. The two lock up and Erin quickly pulls Inferno into a headlock, but he finds a way out of it and pulls Erin right into a hip toss! She lands on the mat but quickly rolls to her knees and stares right at Inferno, who motions for her to get up so that they can continue fighting. ✦BRIAN MASON: Inferno with the upper hand right off the bat. How surprising was it to see that Inferno hadn’t lost a single step when he came back? ✦JACK WARREN: Pretty surprising. I mean, we saw that Aaron Weston really wasn’t the same guy when he came out of the shadows and back to HKW. But Inferno has always been someone who catches up quickly. Erin gets to her feet and she and Inferno lock up once again before she pushes him back into the ropes, forcing the ref to come in and pull her away from the lock. As she grabs the ref’s shoulders, forcing him to not look towards Inferno’s direction, Sara attempts to catch the PDW Grand Slam champion off guard, but he rocks her with a hard right, sending her falling off of the apron and to the ground! However, that allows Erin to race in and catch him with a forearm to the back, sending his neck hitting the top rope before he falls to the mat, gasping for air! ✦BRIAN MASON: The distraction by Sara allowed Erin to take quick control there! Mariani smiles as she realizes her team has control before she moves over to her corner and climbs to the middle turnbuckle. Inferno slowly helps himself up and despite Zack’s warning, turns right into a diving clothesline, laying him out and allowing Erin to go for the cover, her eyes on Zack the entire time! ✦JACK WARREN: Inferno is in trouble right now! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Inferno throws his shoulder up and the audience cheers as Erin sees Sara slowly helping herself up. She extends her hand out to her partner and Mason tags in, allowing the two to work on Inferno. Mariani gets down to one knee while Mason grabs Inferno’s hair and pulls him up before running forward with her hand in his hair, landing a one handed bulldog over Erin’s knee! Inferno writhes around in pain as Erin exits the ring and Sara goes for the cover! ✦BRIAN MASON: Vow connects! Man, Inferno was driven hard into Mariani’s knee! That might be enough! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! ✦JACK WARREN: Not enough to keep the more talented member of Team DLC down! Sara sighs as Ferno finds a way to kickout once again. She looks over at Zack, who at this point has spent the entire match on the apron so far. Mason grabs Inferno and slowly pulls him up before she hits the ropes and bounces back...right into a flapjack from Sir Shway himself! Inferno then rolls over to his corner and tags Jones into the match for the first time to a big pop! ✦BRIAN MASON: Zack Jones is finally in the match! ✦JACK WARREN: Grrrreaaaaaattttt. Jones springboards into the ring and catches a recovering Sara with a dropkick, sending her hitting the mat before she rolls out of the ring! Zack takes a look at Erin, who almost mockingly waves at him, before he hits the ropes. Once he bounces off, Zack sails through the ropes, catching Mason with a suicide dive! She hits the barricade, but Jones is quick to his feet and grabs her before rolling her back into the ring, sliding in himself, and going for the cover! ✦BRIAN MASON: Zack Jones’ speed has provided him many victories. It might get him one here too! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! ✦JACK WARREN: Ha! Not enough, blonde boy! Zack gets to his feet after the kickout and immediately points to a corner before he walks over to it and begins to climb. Unfortunately, once he reaches the top, Sara rolls over to her corner and tags in Erin. The audience lets out an “ooh” as she finally steps in, staring at Zack the same way she did on the last Defiance. Jones hops off of the top turnbuckle and the two close in on one another before they lockup! Erin quickly puts Zack into a headlock, but he shoves her off and the two get right into a staredown! ✦BRIAN MASON: We’ve entered a staredown! Who’s going to budge first?! ✦JACK WARREN: Probably Zack. These stupid high flyers never have the patience. And it is indeed Zack that makes the first move, but Erin tries to catch him with a clothesline, only for the young man to duck! She then turns and watches Zack bounce off of the ropes before the two catch one another with a clothesline, knocking each other down! ✦BRIAN MASON: Both of them are down! Who- what the hell is Angelo doing out here?! Angelo Sands, still looking furious from his last meeting with the two women in the ring, races down to the ring with a chair in hand! He slides in and Sara tries to stop him, but when he raises the chair, she backs off, not wanting to have it cracked across her skull! ✦JACK WARREN: Someone get this idiot out of the ring! Sara exits the ring as Angelo turns towards Erin and waits for her to get up. Once she does, Sands attempts to catch Mariani with the chair as he swings...but she ducks, forcing him to catch Zack in the face with it instead! The ref looks stunned for a minute and so does Angelo, but he has no choice but to call for the bell! DING! DING! DING! ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here are your winners by disqualification....TEAM DLC! Angelo drops the chair and kneels down next to Zack, who is now busted open because of the chair shot. Sara and Erin look at one another and smile as Mason re-enters the ring and the two look ready to attack Sands...only for Markus FK and Inferno to enter the ring, forcing S&C to back off and exit the ring. ✦BRIAN MASON: I think Angelo realizes he just made a huge mistake. Inferno then walks over and shoves Angelo out of the way, glaring right at him as he begins to check on his partner. ✦JACK WARREN: And it looks like Inferno is not very happy about said mistake! Angelo tries to explain himself but Markus helps him up and tells him not now. Sands lets out a frustrated sigh before he exits the ring, FK following him as Inferno continues to check on his partner. WINNERS via DQ: Team DLC (7:16) Edited by Aria Bankowski, Jul 24 2017, 01:56 PM.
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| BB | Jul 24 2017, 01:39 PM Post #7 |
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![]() Jaxon Queen is seen walking the halls, whistling away as he seems to be in a good mood following his talk with Jinzai earlier in the show. He reaches the office of Romeo Price and knocks twice before entering without getting a “come in” or nothing (rude ass). ✦JAXON QUEEN: You called me, bossman? What can I hel-? Jaxon stops in his tracks and scowls when he spots none other than Jackie Fowler, who looks right back at him with the same reaction. Jackie looks ready to jump out of his seat, but Romeo motions at him not to try anything. Instead, Jaxon just points at Jackie. ✦JAXON QUEEN: What the hell is he doing here? I thought you wanted to see me, not this stupid f**k? ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Well, looked what the twat dragged in, The plume of vapour blown out from Fowler’s e-cig right into Queen’s face makes the Dynasty champion cough, Fowler letting out a chuckle as he puts his feet up, looking over to the General Manager of the brand. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: This an appropriate time to jump up and give the jumped up prick a proper good shoeing, coz I’m about three seconds away from doin’ something with ya permission or not, you get me meaning? ✦JAXON QUEEN: You put your hands on me and I guarantee you you’re going to be put through that f***ing table. I swear to- Romeo slams his hands on the desk, getting the attention from both men. ✦ROMEO PRICE: Enough! I didn’t bring you two here to witness first hand which one of you can best chew the other’s ass. Price looks at both men with some intensity felt through his eyes. ✦ROMEO PRICE: I’ve had enough of this crap. I’ve had just about enough of it all when it comes to you two. I’ve invited both of you two gentlemen here tonight because I have some important news to deliver to both of you. I just recently got off the phone with Mr. Johnson and we have came to an agreement that the pair of you need to face off inside that ring again and you will. He sees the reaction start from the two and slams his fist right back onto the desk to shut them up once more. ✦ROMEO PRICE: I’m not finished! This match will happen at Mr. Johnson’s neck of the woods, House Of Pain. And the only way this match remains on the card is if you have ZERO CONTACT with one another. That’s right, I said it. Zero Contact gentlemen. If you two wish to see each other in a ring again and get your hands on one another properly then I suggest you do exactly what I am telling you and keep away from each other until House of Pain: Titletown gentlemen. If you don’t want to wait that long, you go right on ahead and fight. Fight, get the match thrown out and enjoy yourself a hefty fine. Hell, I might be courteous and throw in a suspension while I’m at it. Jaxon seems to be absolutely furious at this announcement as he holds his title tight. He glares right at Romeo as he speaks. ✦JAXON QUEEN: What you’ve just done is cost this man his career because at Titletown? I’m giving him that Luke Wisia treatment...and then some. Queen then looks over at Fowler. ✦JAXON QUEEN: And you? You’re lucky that I can’t put my hands on you until then. Thank Romeo for giving you a few more weeks of your career. Queen turns and walks out of the office, slamming the door shut behind him. Fowler doesn’t flinch, merely taking a few inhales on his e-cig and blowing a few smoke rings in the air. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Did I just take part in a Tampax commercial? The Bastard of Bowland lets out one of his trademark chuckles before hopping to his feet. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: No matter, bitch is gonna bleed with or without one come Titletown. And that Luke Wisia treatment didn’t fully work on me, innit so. When I’m through with him, I’m gonna leave him an absolute wreck for everything he’s done. And everyone can just sit back and watch him fall to pieces as his credibility and what’s left of his respect dissolves slowly until all that’s left is a pair of sparkly tights, some skidmarked knickers and a set of broken teeth in a smoking pile of piss an’ shite as-- He’s gone from the room, why am I going off on one? Fowler shrugs, a little embarrassed he was going on a rant, then steps away from the table, shaking Price’s hand before he goes. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Watch what I do tonight against that upjumped nobber Jinzai and the guy who cannot be named, and you’ll know that you made the right choice. With that Fowler paces from the room, muttering something along the lines that Romeo is far too pretty for his own good, followed by saying “no homo” as he exits for his match. ![]() ✦WHISPER VIPERI: The following is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall! We put this festival on you bastards, with a lotta love. We worked one year for you pigs And you want to break our walls down? And you want to destroy us? Well you go to hell!! The crowd gets rowdier by the moment as “Fucking in the Bushes” by Oasis begins to play. The theme belongs to only one man. Jackie walks out from the back of the crowd, his eyes scanning the rambunctious crowd. He heads for one of the ledges, standing up on it with a latent pride. A cheery but cocky grin spawns on his face as he amps the crowd up, screaming for them to get the fuck up! The crowd gleefully obliges him as he makes his way down the stairs. However, much to the shock and joy of the crowd, Fowler takes an immediate dive into the crowd, surfing the wave for a moment, before allowing them to drop him off near the middle of the walkway down. From there, he looks around the arena, seeing the fans, seemingly possessed by the gritty and hooligan nature that he bears. It brings a smile to his face, furthermore he whips a false tear from his eye as he continues his way down the stairs. His rowdy antics, including him flicking out some fans and playfully arguing with them, only gets them even more behind him. He slaps the hands of more fans on his way down, before reaching the barricade. It takes him a moment, but he ascends it and stands upon it with ninja-like ease. He scans the arena once more, roaring expletive, but uplifting words for the crowd to hear. He then gets down and rushes underneath the bottom rope. He smacks the mat as he gets up. As he does, he points at the referee, harping at him for a moment, before heading to his corner. There, he shadow-boxes, punching the turnbuckle pad with fast blows. He then rests his head there for a moment. He then turns his back to the turnbuckle, proceeding to rest on it. His eyes wander around the arena. Jackie simply nods his head as he awaits for the bell to ring. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing first, he is JACKIE FOWLER!!! A countdown clock plays on the tron as the arena darkens, causing the fans to boo as the clock ticks closer and closer to 0. TIME TO PLAY THE GAAAAME! MUWAHAHAHAHAHA! The guitar intro for Motörhead's "The Game" filled the building and the fans erupt into a chorus of boos as the lights came up, revealing Jinzai standing on stage. He places a hand up to his ear and listens to the response, motioning for them to keep it going as the vitriol grows louder before flipping his hood back and revealing a cocky smirk on his face. He walked down the aisle way, sneering at the fans at ringside, before coming to a stop midway down the aisle as he looks up at the ring. He gives a smirk, before he sprints down to the ring and dives through the bottom and middle ropes, immediately running to the nearest top rope and climbing up as he tells the booing fans to bow down to the greatest. He hopped down off of the top rope and tosses his hooded vest out of the ring, before he began to dart around the ring, bouncing off of the ropes as he warmed up for the match. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: And his opponent, he is JINZAI!!! I THINK YOU’VE GOT A LOW SELF OPINION MAN I SEE YOU STANDING ALL BY YOURSELF The opening chords of “Low Self Opinion” begin to play throughout the arena as the some of crowd begin to boo, while others cheer. After ten seconds or so, Dom Harter steps out from behind the curtain. He throws his arms out to either side, the ever familiar crooked grin plastered on his face as he begins to stride down the aisle, soaking in the reaction that are coming from the fans. Harter climbs up the ring steps and climbs in through the middle rope; once inside the squared circle, Harter climbs up to the middle rope, posing for the fans as he waits for the match to start. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: And their opponent, he is DOM HARTER!!! TRIPLE THREAT MATCH Dom Harter vs Jackie Fowler vs Jinzai DING! DING! DING! The match begins with Jackie and Dom going right after Jinzai, backing him into a corner as they club away at him, the audience cheering both men on for this! Dom then backs off and allows Jackie to irish whip Jinzai into the opposite corner before Fowler charges in and catches him with a running forearm! Jackie then moves out of the way, allowing Dom to catch Jinzai with a corner clothesline before pulling him out of the corner and hitting a short-arm clothesline! Dom then goes for the cover! ✦BRIAN MASON: Jackie and Dom really taking it to Jinzai early! ✦JACK WARREN: It’s f***ing bulls**t that the eskimo bros over here are turning this into a handicap match! ONE! T-JACKIE PULLS DOM OFF OF JINZAI! Dom looks up at Jackie, who wags a finger, telling Dom that he’s not going to just allow him to win this match. Dom gets to his feet and the two stare at each other...before they start trading punches! Fowler, the one known for the power behind his fists, has the upper hand after a few seconds, allowing him to rock Harter with a European uppercut that sends him falling to the mat and gives Jackie the advantage now! ✦BRIAN MASON: Looks like Jackie and Dom both want to win the match! ✦JACK WARREN: Congratulations! They’re both professional wrestlers! You say some real stupid shit, Mase. The Englishman quickly went after Jinzai following laying Dom out, grabbing the small Asian bastard from behind before hitting a release German suplex, forcing Jinzai to land right on his head! Fowler quickly crawls over and covers the first ever Hybrid champion, hooking both legs! ✦BRIAN MASON: What a release German suplex by Fowler! It might be enough for him to walk out with the win! ONE! TWO! DOM BREAKS IT UP! ✦JACK WARREN: Good job, Dom! Harter catches Fowler with a stomp to the midsection, forcing the pin to be broken up. He then grabs Jackie and hooks his arms around him before sending him flying with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Fowler hits the mat hard before Harter gets to his feet and cracks his neck, looking for something to do to Jinzai next. Jinzai is slow to his feet, but when he turns around, he runs right into a series of knife edge chops from Harter, each one sounding louder than the last! ✦BRIAN MASON: Dom is destroying Jinzai with those chops! ✦JACK WARREN: My chest hurts from those, goddamn. Dom then kicks Jinzai in the gut, keeling him over, before hitting the ropes to the right of him. When he comes back, Harter drops the UE member with a swinging neckbreaker, then goes for the cover right afterwards! ✦BRIAN MASON: Swinging neckbreaker by Harter! Jinzai’s in trouble! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! The Canadian gets to his feet and sees the Englishman sliding back into the ring, so he charges over and catches him with a yakuza kick, flooring him! Jackie is out as Dom goes for the cover on him now, looking to pin the former ITV champion! ✦JACK WARREN: He may have just kicked that boy pretty! Holy s**t! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Dom lets out a sigh as Jackie manages to kickout as well, keeping the match going. Harter gets to his feet and looks at Jinzai, who has rolled over to the ropes and is slowly helping himself up. Once Jin is to his feet, the Destiny Cup winner grabs him behind, only for Jin to take advantage and pull him into a headlock, then rake the eyes! Dom stumbles backwards, allowing his foe to catch him with a spin kick to the ribs before pulling him right into a necklock backbreaker! ✦BRIAN MASON: And just like that, Jinzai has control! ✦JACK WARREN: What a smart move with that eye rake! I love this new Jinzai, Mase! Jinzai sees that Jackie has rolled over onto all fours, so he runs forward and rocks him with a running dropkick to the head, sending him back down onto the mat! He then sees Dom doing the same, so he perfoms the same move on Harter before going for the cover on the Canadian! ✦BRIAN MASON: Jinzai’s trying to finish this early and get the hell out of here! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Dom powers out and the audience cheers, but Jinzai doesn’t seem to be bugged by it too much as he shifts his attention to Jackie after shoving Dom out of the ring! He waits for Fowler to get to all fours again before running forward and landing a running knee drop to the back of his head, driving his head into the mat! Jinzai, not wanting to waste any time, quickly turns him over and goes for the cover, hooking both legs! ✦JACK WARREN: RIP FOWLER’S FACE! ✦BRIAN MASON: That knee drop may have just taken Jackie completely out of this! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Jinzai lets out a sigh, but still doesn’t seem to be too annoyed at the fact that his opponents keep kicking out. So he gets to his feet again and spots Dom getting up on the outside, so he runs forward and leaps over the ropes, landing right on Harter with a tope con giro! ✦JACK WARREN: HA! Harter didn’t see that coming one bit! The UE member slithers back into the ring after flipping Harter off, allowing him to turn his focus back of the most foul mouthed member of the match! When he realizes the position Fowler is in, Jinzai exits out onto the apron and waits for him to get to his feet before hopping on the top rope, springboarding off of it, and catching Jackie with a flying forearm smash! Fowler is down as Jinzai goes for the cover, hooking both legs! ✦BRIAN MASON: WHAT A FLYING FOREARM SMASH! MY GOODNESS! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! ✦JACK WARREN: How the hell did he kick out of that?! Jinzai seems to have the same question running through his head as he looks at Fowler, who kicks out again. A little annoyed now, Jinzai grabs Jackie and drags him towards a corner, setting him up against it in a seated position before stomping away at him! Jinzai curses out the Englishman as the audience boos away before he waves them off and turns around....to eat a lariat from Dom Harter, turning him inside out! ✦BRIAN MASON: HARTER! He’s back into the match! ✦JACK WARREN: Come on, Harter! Dom grabs Jinzai by the hair and pulls him back up to both feet before throwing him into the ropes! Jinzai bounces off of them and right back to Harter, who plants him onto the mat with a spinebuster! The audience cheers as Harter then goes for the cover, hooking both legs! ✦BRIAN MASON: A spinebuster by Harter! That might be enough to pick up the win here! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! The Canadian lets out a sigh as Jinzai kicks out, keeping the match going. Dom gets to his feet and Jin rolls away as the Destiny Cup winner’s attention finally turns to the man that rocked him with a European uppercut earlier. He pulls Jackie up to both feet and looks at him for a second before shoving him back into the ropes! When Fowler bounces back, he gets thrown up in the air before getting dropped with a pop-up powerbomb! Harter then goes for the cover as the audience counts along! ✦JACK WARREN: Ooh, that pop-up powerbomb was nasty! ONE! TWO! TH-BROKEN UP BY JINZAI! ✦BRIAN MASON: Jinzai from out of nowhere! Jinzai stomps the back of Dom’s head and proceeds to stomp away at him, especially targeting the face. The young man from New York then shoves the Canadian out of the ring before racing over to the laid out Jackie and stomping away at him too! ✦JACK WARREN: STOMP THAT S-O-B INTO THE MAT, JINZAI! Jin finally stomps the stomping and catches Dom with a baseball slide, sending him falling to the ground! The UE member then rises to his feet and watches Jackie slowly shaking off what has happened to him so far. Jinzai runs forward and hooks his head before using the ropes and connecting with a tornado DDT, driving Jackie’s head right into the mat! Fowler is out as Jinzai starts going for the cover, hooking both legs! ✦BRIAN MASON: Running tornado DDT by Jinzai! He might be out cold! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! ✦JACK WARREN: Holy hell, that was almost it, Mase! Jinzai lets out a frustrated sigh as Jackie kicks out, getting a huge pop from the audience. The New Yorker gets to his feet after that and looks right at Jackie before stomping away at him. He begins picking him up, only for Harter to catch him with a shot from behind! ✦BRIAN MASON: HARTER! Dom spins Jinzai around afterwards and tries to hook both of Jin’s arms, but the UE member moves out of it! He then attempts a Jinzai Cutter, but Dom pushes him forward, stopping him before he could finish it! Jinzai then bounces off of the ropes and back towards Dom, who attempts to hit a pop-up powerbomb! However, Jinzai reverses it into a frankensteiner, dropping him right on his head! ✦JACK WARREN: Just dropped him right on his goddamn head! Jinzai smiles after that and sees that Dom might be out, so he quickly grabs him and locks in a seated dragon sleeper, trying to force Harter to tap out! The audience boos as Dom seems to be finding no escape and slowly begins fading... ✦BRIAN MASON: Wrath of the Dragon! Jinzai might put Dom to sleep! ...until Jackie comes in and stomps Jinzai’s face, breaking the hold! ✦JACK WARREN: GOD DAMMIT! Dom is released and he ends up rolling to the outside while Jinzai holds his face in pain after all that. So Jackie grabs Jinzai’s arm and twists it once he’s up before he irish whips him, only to hold onto the arm! Fowler then pulls Jin back and nails him square in the face with a knockout punch, dropping the young man on his ass! Jackie then goes for the cover, hooking both legs! ✦BRIAN MASON: THE LANCASTER BOMBER CONNECTS! ✦JACK WARREN: GOD. DAMN. IT. ONE! TWO! THREE!!! DING! DING! DING! “Fucking In The Bushes” by Oasis plays as the audience roars loudly! ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here is your winner....JACKIEEEEEEEEEE FOWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLERRRRRRRRRRRRR!!! Jackie gets his arm raised in victory after the match, a big grin on his face....until Jaxon’s theme hits, causing him to turn his attention to the ramp! Queen comes out with his Dynasty title and walks all the way down to ringside but stops short of getting in the ring as Fowler invites him in. ✦BRIAN MASON: Looks like Jaxon has decided to not listen to Romeo Price! Jaxon and Jackie jaw off at one another, neither man budging. However, it seems that Jaxon was only doing this to give Jinzai enough time to spin Fowler around and drive him into the mat with a Jinzai Cutter! ✦JACK WARREN: HA! Gotta keep eyes on the back of your head there, Jacqueline! Jinzai gets to his feet after that, smiling and hurting, before Dom races in and tackles him to the mat! Jaxon sees this and slides in, driving his title right into the back of Dom’s head! This allows both UE members to then begin attacking him as they stomp away at the #1 contender to the World championship! ...That is, until “Stop Me” begins to blare throughout the arena, getting a huge pop from the audience! ✦BRIAN MASON: FEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!! Felicity Banks races down to the ring with a steel pipe in her hands, getting the attention of both men! She slides in and Jaxon moves closer to tell her to stop trying to pretend they’re not in this together....only to receive a steel pipe shot to the gut, dropping him to his knees before he rolls out! Banks then tries to go after Jinzai, but he gets the hell out of dodge and quickly goes over to help Jaxon up before the two head up the ramp! ✦JACK WARREN: She’s going to regret that, Mase! Mark my words! Felicity then helps Jackie up to both feet and nods at him before she goes and helps Dom up. 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| BB | Jul 24 2017, 01:43 PM Post #8 |
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![]() Felicity Banks is seen walking down the narrow hallways of the arena, surprisingly not carrying her championship. Instead, she holds the steel pipe which she used earlier on Jaxon Queen with a firm grip as she spots the always on time Eli Zayn. ✦ELI ZAYN: Felicity. We jus--- Felicity holds her finger up and stops Eli in the middle of his sentence. She peers her head over her shoulder to make sure the UE members were nowhere in sight before she faces Eli. ✦FELICITY BANKS: I know people don’t believe me every single time I say I have nothing to do with what’s going on, and quite honestly? I don’t blame them. I was becoming the bitch that I once was right as soon as I won the World championship, and I said I would do whatever it took to keep it around my waist. She stops, slamming the steel pipe off her palm. ✦FELICITY BANKS: But this? This isn’t what I meant. This isn’t who I want to be. Jaxon, Jinzai and Emilio will always be family to me, but families? They fight. They have disagreements. Sometimes it gets to a point where you risk your career while your brother risks his ownership of a company he helped create. The World champion jokes, referring to her rivalry with former HKW owner, Brandon Banks. ✦FELICITY BANKS: And right now? It’s open season on UE. I’m done sitting back here and watching people like Jackie and Dom get attacked by two people who are on a power trip just because one of them FINALLY won a title. She slams the pipe off her palm a few more times, her eyes squinting as she steps toward Eli. ✦FELICITY BANKS: But if it’s a war Jaxon, Jinzai and Capone want? Then it’s a war they’re going to get. Not letting Eli talk, Felicity pushes him out of her way and heads down the hallway as the cameras cut to another part of the arena. ![]() Dressed in his snazzy new ring gear for his Defiance debut, Boaz Kennedy is seen making his way toward the gorilla position just seconds before his match. There’s a confident look on the youngsters face, until he sees two people standing directly in front of him. His face goes pale as the camera pans out to show Asha and Mason Astor; Boaz’s focus more on Mason than Asha herself. ✦ASHA ASTOR: Good luck tonight, brother. The RISE Great Lakes champion releases a frustration filled sigh as he turns toward Asha. ✦BOAZ KENNEDY: You’re not my f*cking family, Riley. He turns to Mason, a sincere look on his face. ✦BOAZ KENNEDY: But you are… ✦ASHA ASTOR: Who’s Ri--- Before she can finish, Mason moves in front of Asha, blocking her from Boaz’s sight. ✦MASON ASTOR: Leave. Boaz simply stares at Mason, balling up his fists as his face turns a bright red. ✦BOAZ KENNEDY: So this is what is, huh? Years of friendship thrown away over her. He points at Asha. ✦BOAZ KENNEDY: Over the witch? A sarcastic smirk crosses Boaz’s face as he takes a step toward Mason. He looks him dead in his black eyes, and removes whatever emotion on his face. ✦BOAZ KENNEDY: One day… you’ll snap out of this. He walks by his former best friend, but stops once he’s next to Riley. ✦BOAZ KENNEDY: And one day… I’m taking you out for good. Without any other word, Boaz moves down the hall and heads toward the gorilla position. Asha stares at Mason with a confused look on her face, but Mason immediately switches the topic. ✦MASON ASTOR: Let’s go. We have work to do. The duo walk in the opposite direction, Asha unable to turn around and look at Boaz before the scene fades to ringside. ![]() ✦WHISPER VIPERI: This following contest is an Extreme Rules match scheduled for one fall and it is for the HKW Bloodlust Championship! Cheap pop. Gunshots are heard over the speakers before “Bang Bang” by Cher takes over the sound system. Bullet Holes cover the small entrance ramp and the tron to the left of the ramp while the tron on right shows the face of Boaz Kennedy Astor to a chorus of boos from the crowd. Baaaang baaaang. You shot me down. Baaaang baaaang. I hit the ground. Baaaang baaaang. That awful sound. Baaaang baaaang. My baaaaaaby shot me…. Down! The pattern repeats for another full minute before BKA emerges out from the back with his arms extended out to his sides, his “thriller” jacket designed in the colors of the flag of Syria and a black skull face bandana wrapped around his neck. The boos grow louder as the lights in the arena begin coming in and out with the beat of the music, BKA casually making his way down to the ring with his platinum mouthguard hanging out of his mouth. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: On his way to the ring… now residing in Birmingham, Michigan…. HE IS THE RISE GREAT LAKES CHAMPION...BOAZ KEEEEEEENNNEEEEEEEEEEEDY! The young man pulls his mouthguard out of his mouth and gets into it with the fans at ringside but eventually brings his attention back to the ring. He continues his steady pace up the steps and climbs up the second turnbuckle to stare out at the crowd. The cockiest of grins forms on his face as he begins to shoot different members in the audience with his finger gun (sniper style) and waits for his match to begin. ✦BRIAN MASON: Boaz Kennedy making his debut here, taking the formal open challenge laid by the Bloodlust Champion. The RISE Great Lakes Champion looks to make good on becoming a multiple champion, but he knows that he has quite the mountain to climb. I hope he does. ✦JACK WARREN: He’s walking into a kind of match he lacks experience facing one of the most dangerous competitors in wrestling today. I like the kid, but he might have bitten off more than he can chew. I hope Ashley’s watching this. It might be rough. Sounds of thunder and lightning cast out, setting the atmosphere of the incoming Conqueror. The lights in the arena die out to allow for the spontaneous bursts of light that reflect the internalized storm. As the silence takes hold, the startling opening guitar screech of Rammstein’s “Sonne” overtakes everything. It is followed by the infamous countdown. “EINS, ZWEI, DREI, VIER, FUNF, SECHS, SIEBEN, ACHT, NOIN, AUS!” Lights flicker rapidly, bathing in the arena in dark blue with brief bursts of white. Accompanying it is “Blacklands” by Castle, thrashing the entire audience with the imposing heavy metal sounds. A jet of fog emits from the stage, slowly baptizing the whole thing. A shadow lingers inside of the white mass, which soon vanishes away from the stage to reveal Artemis Kaiser standing on the stage. Her head is lowered with her championship belt wrapped around her waist. She starts to raise her head up to the camera, revealing the glistening skull upon her mask. She emits a sharp breath where fog creeps through the slits in the mask. She stands there, looking left to right, taking in the entire arena before she starts down the ramp. When she makes her way half way down the ramp, she stops, knowing that it was time for the call. As per the usual, she raises her hands up to start to remove the piece of her entrance attire. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Making her way down to the ring...weighing in at 135 pounds...fighting out of Mount Pearl, Newfoundland, Canada...she is the REIGNING AND DEFENDING HKW BLOODLUST CHAMPION...SHE IS THE LAST EMPRESS...ARTEMIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSS KAAAAAAAAAAAAISEEEEEEEEER! ✦JACK WARREN: THE GOD OF ANGER, THE LAST EMPRESS, THE MILF SLAYER, THE REF BEATER-- ✦BRIAN MASON: You do not need to sing her deplorable actions. Artemis Kaiser won the Bloodlust Championship at Control after a heinous set of actions. She gave referee Dani Sandstorm a concussion, taking away her dream of officiating a match with Felicity Banks. She then tried and almost succeeded in injuring Ashlyn de Luca in route to winning the championship. She has displayed a disregard for everyone around her, and I cannot stand her. MILF slayer...what the hell. Artemis ditches the mask and her hood, revealing that infamous red streak upon her face. She reaches down and unhooks her championship and heads for the ring apron. Leaping upon, she stalks over to the turnbuckle and raises it. She throws her arm up, whipping the championship around. Artemis lets the image of her with a championship set in. She lowers down to the side ring apron and stares out to the audience. Following the glare with her stylish roll into the ring, Artemis retains her crouched position. She rises again slowly, before walking over to the nearest corner. Propping her legs up, Artemis Kaiser rests on the second rope and fixes her championship onto her shoulder, waiting for the war to begin. ![]() ![]() ✦EXTREME RULES ✦ Boaz Kennedy vs. Artemis Kaiser (c) DING! DING! DING! Artemis comes forward to the center, offering her hand out to Boaz. Boaz takes a look at it for a moment, bringing his hand forward to meet hers. He, just as quickly as he offered it, reacts his hand, taking a step back. Artemis nods at him, taking a few moments to stretch. Boaz shakes his head, thinking to himself. He looks back at Artemis, asking her if she’s ready to go. She gives him a quick bow, inviting him to come back over. The Great Lakes Champion comes back over, putting his hands out for Artemis to go with the test of strength. When Artemis is about to lock up, Boaz retreats again, once again shaking his head. Artemis snickers, and goes over to her turnbuckle. She then leaps onto the top of it, resting leisurely with an absent grin. Boaz stretches the rope out, looking around with his passive expression. He returns back to the center, asking Artemis to come back to fight. Artemis obliges and starts to head back over, but Boaz takes off, trying for a double leg shoot. Artemis cracks him with a sudden kick to the chest, sending a loud echo throughout the arena. Furthermore, she jets her hand out to give Boaz a crisp chop across the chest. Boaz steps back, hissing as he feels the sting. Artemis wriggles her hand, acting like she used a lot of strength into the strike. ✦BRIAN MASON: Can you explain that little exchange a bit more? It looks like she’s underestimating Boaz. ✦JACK WARREN: Nah, it’s not that. Boaz’s a solid competitor, but more so, he’s thoughtful. He saw Artemis testing him with the handshake offer. He knows that locking up with Artemis is a no-go either. He was trying to reaffirm the best way to go about this. Luckily, he got off with just a chop. Artemis is being a better coach than Andreas and that whole gym down there. Artemis creeps around, prepping another chop. Boaz blocks it, and juts his leg out to bring Artemis down. Artemis clinches his leg, and brings him down with a drop toe hold. She rolls back into a single leg Boston crab. She only holds it for a moment, opting to break it to kick Boaz in the ribs. Boaz rolls onto his side, and eyes Artemis. She welcomes up, but when he does, she kicks him back down with a chest kick. Boaz rolls out of the ring after the second. Artemis slides out to meet him, prompting Boaz to take charge at her. Artemis leaps onto the ring apron to avoid a lariat. When she turns, Boaz turns back and shoves her off the ring apron into the stairs! Boaz takes a sharp breath, subtly delighted that his course of action worked. He picks Artemis up and sends her inside, and starts to look under the ring apron. He pulls out a kendo stick, and returns to the ring. Artemis is already getting to his feet, but she is met by a shot to the back. She crawls over to the ropes, fighting to get to her feet, despite the echoing strikes trying to stop her. Boaz drops the stick in order to collect Artemis into a vertical suplex and down with a Falcon Arrow! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! ✦BRIAN MASON: Boaz’s in control! He’s using all of his resources, which was one thing you’ve highlighted, Jack. ✦JACK WARREN: I know I’m right, Brian, I’m just glad you can admit it sometimes. He weakened her down and planted her with authority there. Artemis contorts, feeling the remaining brunt of the kendo stick shots. The Falcon Arrow only adds more to it. Boaz lifts Artemis up and digs his knee into her back in order to apply a chin lock. As he holds it, he takes his time to torque her head to the side before applying a headlock. He tosses her down to deepen the headlock, but Artemis starts to roll to her side. Boaz transitions to a camel clutch, but when he tries for the nose pull, Artemis pushes her head down and weaves her way out. Boaz gets to his feet, and turns into a knee that collides with his chin. Rocked, he stumbles back, and Artemis capitalizes further by pushing her boot into his chest. Boaz bounces delicately against the rope; Artemis follows, making a target. She hits a quick bicycle kick to send Boaz to the mat and out of the ring. He falls to the outside mat with a soft plop, but starts to muster some strength to get up. Artemis exits the ring, heading over to the escaping challenger. She takes his arm that he used as a crutch on the ring apron and ran towards the steel steps. She leapt onto it and brought his arm down with a steel-assisted armbreaker. Boaz jerks his arm away, crying out in pain. Artemis runs around the steps, coming up behind Boaz to apply a quick hammerlock to the hurting arm. She keeps it hooked and moves back in front of Boaz. A burst of strength follows and she sends him into the barricade, crushing the arm. Another yell rips out of Boaz as Artemis lets him go. He heads for the ring, knowing that there is some time to recover there. The champion, meanwhile, collects a weapon of her own. She takes out a steel chair, which gets a dreadful reaction from the audience. They know what sort of damage she could cause with it. Artemis winks at the camera before entering the ring with it. Boaz starts to get up, turning to the sight of Artemis with the chair high in the air. He cowers, protecting his head with his arms. Artemis snickers and plants the chair onto the ground, taking a seat. When Boaz lowers his guard, she gives him a gentle wave. Boaz doesn’t fall for the taunt, using the chance to get back to his feet. Artemis swings around the chair, and when Boaz comes charging, she kicks the chair forward into his gut. He stops it effortlessly, but fails to evade the true purpose of Artemis’s action. She goes up and brings her arm across for a resounding Falcon Punch! ✦JACK WARREN: Good God, she rocked him with that Falcon Punch! I feel bad for Phoebe...wait, she might be single after this-- ✦BRIAN MASON: FOCUS, JACK! Artemis might get the win here. Boaz falls on top of the chair, and slides to the ground. Artemis goes for the cover. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Artemis gets up with a huff, but turns her attention to the chair. She reaches for it, but Boaz uses his legs to wrap around her arm. He places his boot onto her shoulder, and starts to push it back. Artemis effortlessly gets out of it by taking his leg and dropping his elbow on his knee. The jolt of pain is enough to force the break. Artemis gets to her feet, takes Boaz’s leg, and throws another kick into the same leg. Boaz throws a kick forward to strike her leg, but Artemis just backs away, once again allowing him to get up. Boaz gets to her feet, and sees Artemis coming in for a face wash. He hits the mat and rolls to the side. Artemis gently puts her foot back down on the mat. Boaz comes at her, Artemis flings him towards the ropes, and Boaz comes back off the whip. Artemis ducks underneath a strike attempt and heads for the ropes herself. Boaz runs forward to stop her, but she manages to slide through his legs. She comes back with a shove, sending him into the ropes. They both roll backward, but when Artemis tries to come back, Boaz reaches forward and takes the chair that was in the ring. Artemis comes back from her rope running right into a chair to the face. Boaz grabs her as she falls and decides to scoop her up. He charges for the nearby turnbuckle, going for the DisAstorpiece, but Artemis falls off. She goes for the waist lock, but Boaz, with a brief smirk, reverses behind. He hooks in Artemis’s arms and goes for his Tiger Suplex. When he releases, Artemis somehow, some way, lands on her feet. Boaz sighs out, running for the ropes to connect with the follow-up face wash. Yet, he only receives an Enter the Dragon kick that sends him careening into the opposite turnbuckle. Collapsing to the mat, the champions looks winded, but she wags her finger playfully at Boaz. Boaz looks on with slight bewilderment, but brings himself up with a seeth. Artemis assesses herself and gets back to a fighting stance. ✦BRIAN MASON: Artemis knew that she was walking into a competitive match. Boaz is bringing a hell of a fight to her tonight. ✦JACK WARREN: Just know that she has been scouting out some of his moves and exploiting those mistakes. It is a style mismatch between the two. Boaz is watching himself, but he paid for his instinctive want to just head back in. ✦BRIAN MASON: Who could think that Artemis could backflip out of a Tiger Suplex too? Boaz sent her too wide out, I believe. Boaz comes forward, watching as Artemis takes off at him. He slides out of the second rope to the ring apron. She stops on the turnbuckle, planting her foot. Boaz shoves his foot inside to knock it and Artemis off course. He leaps onto the top rope and comes down with a Complete Shot right into the turnbuckle. Artemis falls out of it, but to the unseen eye, she brought her arm up to block the impact mostly. She holds her arm in pain, while Boaz scales the top rope. He looks like he is able to fly out, and when he does, Artemis hurls back with a First Crusade! BUT BOAZ ROLLS UNDER IT! Artemis turns around and Boaz sends her into the ropes. POP UP-- ✦BRIAN MASON: BANGarang-- ✦JACK WARREN: SWEET GOD! Artemis captures the knees as it almost comes into her face. The amazing counter stuns Boaz, who tries to rip her leg away. She hurls it down when she gets a better handle on it, swinging Boaz around. She then connects with the Third Crusade to the back of the head. Boaz crumbles to the mat, stiffening up entirely upon impact. Artemis goes for the cover. ONE! TWO! THREE! KICKOUT! This is where Artemis gets shocked. Her eyes are wide as she stares at the referee. She asks him if it was three, to which he affirms. She sighs, and starts to get up. She brings him back up and pulls him into the Second Crusade. Boaz ducks underneath it and neatly tucks her in. ASTOR DUST DDT-- Artemis stomps on his foot before he can plant her. Boaz hisses, but still tries to maintain control. She then brings her knee into his hurt leg that she worked on before. That does the number, but instead, he goes for the Jackknife pin. Artemis easily gets out, taking advantage of Boaz’s brief panic. When he gets up, she throws a roundhouse kick right against the temple. The echo causes the whole crowd to backlash. ✦JACK WARREN: I got a headache. Artemis rolls through from Boaz’s legs until she’s able to heave him up into an unorthodox position. She holds him there and readjusts into an over-the-shoulder hold. She tucks his neck into her arm before planting him down neck first onto her knee! ✦BRIAN MASON: WHAT WAS THAT?! ✦JACK WARREN: That was something new out of Artemis’s bag of tricks! She told people that she had a new move that she called the Cure for Insomnia! Boaz is out! Artemis goes for the cover. ONE! TWO! THREE! KICKOUT! BUT IT WAS TOO LATE! DING! DING!! DING!!! ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here is your winner by pinfall and still your HKW BLOODLUST CHAMPION...ARTEMIS KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAISEEEEER! ✦JACK WARREN: She had to bust out something new to put Boaz away. If that’s not a display of what those RISE students can do, then I don’t know what is! ✦BRIAN MASON: Brilliant effort for Boaz Kennedy. Artemis has to admit that he brought the heat. If it wasn’t for him losing himself in those final moments, we might have had a new champion. Luckily, Artemis didn’t try to bust his brains in. Thank God. Artemis looks down at Boaz, who is starting to come too. She doesn’t offer the handshake, but when he gets to his feet, she does give him a honest nod. Boaz takes a moment to look at her. He heads over to the referee, taking the Bloodlust Championship. He walks over to her and presents it to her. Artemis takes into her hands, but not before Boaz leaves her with the simple message. “This will be mine one day just like this whole brand.” Artemis smirks and mouths back to him. “Not while I’m at the top, Boaz.” Boaz, a little disappointed in not getting the win, heads out of the ring to the fanfare of the crowd. Artemis, meanwhile, gives him a solid look before opting to celebrate to a mixed reaction. The audience is elated by the match, but not by her victory necessarily. Nevertheless, she enjoys her victory by thrusting her championship high into the air. WINNER AND STILL HKW BLOODLUST CHAMPION: Artemis Kaiser via pinfall (15:13) Edited by BB, Jul 24 2017, 01:44 PM.
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Miggy is in the ring, dressed in a pair of jeans tucked into black boots and a #AotW t shirt on. In the ring with him, he has a steel chair which he is sitting on looking up towards the ramp. MIGGY G: I need you all to shut up because I'm speaking. A chorus of boos rings out through the arena as Miggy sits there smirking before tapping loudly on the microphone. MIGGY G: I told you all to shut up! Whether you want to hear it or not, I've got something to say and you're going to listen. Jackson, I have an offer for you so don't keep me waiting and get your ass out here now. I'm not asking you, I'm demanding you to come out here. Getting up to his feet, Miggy folds the chair up and leans it against the ropes to the side of him. Walking back to the middle of the ring, Miggy stands there tapping his foot and pointing to his wrist to show his waiting. Miggy waits in the ring impatiently for a moment, before “Foggy Dew” By Sinead O’Connor begins to play over the loudspeakers much to the delight of the fans. Jackson walks out in his dark blue suit, with matching sunglasses. The crowd pops as Jackson struts his way down the ramp. Swinging his arms back and forth as he makes his way to the ring. He gets to the ring and smirks at Miggy who is staring him down. Magnum walks up the steel steps and then slowly walks into the ring. He takes a step forward towards Miggy with a wild smile, as the music cuts. Magnum motions for a microphone, then waves it off. He pulls out a headset from his suits and places it over his head. JACKSON MAGNUM: So wat’s up laddie? This a party en my honor er someting? The fans let out a cheer, Magnum gives them a glance and shrugs his shoulders. MIGGY G: I told you I had a surprise and I wasn’t wrong. You see that steel chair over there? Well that is part of the surprise, before you try to kick my ass, hear me out. I’m not going to hit you with it, I have an offer for you. Walking over to the steel chair, Miggy picks it up and lays it down between them before looking at Magnum and smiling. MIGGY G: I’m offering you a way to get your manhood back. I don’t want to sound like a broken record but too many hits to your head means I have to keep going over it again and again with you. See that steel chair down there? I want you to hit me with it, show everyone the old Jackson, the Jackson I respected, not this fake ass superhero wannabe. Miggy turns his back on Jackson and holds his arms out wide waiting for the steel chair to connect with his back. MIGGY G: DO IT! DO IT YOU FAKE, FAKE, FAKE MAN!!! Jackson leans down picking up the chair, he looks down at it then turns to the crowd, the crowd cheers him on, Magnum laughs. JACKSON MAGNUM: So yer sayin’ ef I hit ye wit this chair, I will gain my manhood back? Jackson laughs at the thought of hitting someone from behind with a chair to prove that they’re a man. JACKSON MAGNUM: Turn around fella, I want ta look ye en thee eye ef we doing this. The microphone goes up to Miggy’s mouth as he starts laughing as he turns around to face Jackson. MIGGY G: Didn't think you had it in you to be honest. You’re blinded by the influence of these retarded fans. Guess you’re not man enough! Jackson raises his hand up telling Miguel to shut up, the steel chair still in his hand. He gives a quick glance to the chair. JACKSON MAGNUM: Et’s tempting Miguel, et really is. Thee problem is, ef I swing this chair and take yer head off. I become a person I don’t particularly like. Et isnae ta fans. Et is me, I want ta be a role model fer my kid, fer my country, and fer my family. See, I just won thee world cup Miggy. I am at thee top ov me game Miggy. I do nae need ta do this. So ef ye tink tat makes me less ov a man fine, but I hafe thee talent ta do et on my own. I will never be tat person again. Sorry ef tat disappoints ye. Jackson drops the chair to the ground, he takes his sunglasses off and stares into Miguel’s eyes like he is searching for his soul. JACKSON MAGNUM: Hit my music. Jackson turns away from Miguel and starts towards the ropes. Miggy shakes his head at Jackson and picks the steel chair up, Miggy blasts him across the back with the chair, so much venom in the swing of it that it knocks the headset off of Magnum’s head. Jackson drops to the canvas in a heap, his body shaking from the shock of the impact. Miggy looks down at the former Hybrid champion with a sadistic grin on his face. He stalks around Jackson who gets to his hands and knees crawling. Miguel slams the chair down across Jackson’s back again, the crowd gasps as their Irish Superman arches his back in pain. Miguel drops the chair, looking down at Jackson. Reaching down he picks Jackson up, and he takes him over to the turnbuckle. He places Jackson’s face on the turnbuckle, turning around he walks over grabbing the chair once more, while the fans jeer. Miguel walks over to Jackson’s prone body, and drives the edge of the chair into Jackson’s spine causing Jackson to scream in pain. Miguel reaches up grabbing Jackson by the hair, and mocks his pain. Miguel then takes a step back, and swings the chair in Jackson’s spine with everything he has. Jackson screams out once more, but Miguel shows no sympathy, winding back and doing it again. The camera pans out to the crowd, then zooms in on a little boy wearing an “Irish Superman” shirt, the tears rolling down his eyes. The camera comes back to the ring where Miguel continues to rear back and slam the chair into the spine of Jackson. Jackson sucks in air, as his eyes slowly start to dim, the only thing holding him up is the fact that he is draped over the turnbuckle. Miguel takes another step back, he then takes a huge step forward and swings turning his hips and swinging his arms as hard as he can. The impact from the blow is so harsh, that the sound reverberates through the arena. The chair hits with such impact that the chairs breaks!!!! The center of the chair dangles in Miggy’s hand. Jackson’s eyes close as the pain is just too much to bare. He now is laying in the corner limp, the whole arena stunned silent. MIGGY G: You had your chance and you blew it Jackson. Let this be an example to you. This is just the beginning!!! With that said, Miggy has the same sickening smirk on his face as he walks over to the slumped and broken body of Jackson. Without warning, Miggy drives the broken chair into Jackson’s side, dropping it after. MIGGY G: Hit MY music! “Black Heart Rebellion” by Insomnium hits out through the arena, Miggy exits the ring, you can see how proud he is as he makes his way up the ramp. The crowd starts giving him hell, shouting abuse at him, swearing and booing at him. Miggy stops halfway up the ramp, looks down at Jackson and stands there, arms wide open, sucking in all the hate like it’s his source of survival. Miggy goes to leave when he sees a man wearing a Jackson Magnum shirt, this makes Miggy laugh and walk over to the guy. Miggy spits on the shirt, disgusted that the guy would even wear it. Miggy looks down at Jackson shaking his head before leaving swinging his arms and walking in the way Jackson would do. ![]() Defiance cuts backstage as it usually does to show Felicity Banks walking toward the exit door. Her World championship is gripped in her hand, the World champion dragging it across the floor as she passes by Lola J, Eli Zayn and a number of other staff members. Casually moving to her destination, Felicity stops once she sees her friend (or ex-friend?) Emilio Vialpando standing right in front of the exit door. A smirk crosses Felicity;s face as she turns around to see if Jinzai, Jaxon Queen, or Capone were anywhere sight. Seeing that there isn’t anyone there, Felicity turns back to Emilio, the smirk on her face turning into something more serious. ✦FELICITY BANKS: You’re really not someone I want to talk to right now. I’m gonna ask you as a frie-- She stops, hoisting her title over her shoulder. ✦FELICITY BANKS: I’m gonna ask as co-worker that I’ve known for a long time to get out of my way so I can get the hell out of here before your homies come looking for me. Emilio sighs and shakes his head. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Felicity, c’mon now. Stop being like that. We’re supposed to be familia, remember. I’m trying my best here to get the familia together, but you’re making it difficult to even do that. After a deep breath. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Can’t we just try and talk this out, or something? Felicity takes four steps forward, now standing right next to Emilio. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Actions speak louder than words, Em. Not saying another word, Felicity squeezes past Emilio and makes her way out of the arena and into the parking lot. Emilio watches he walk past him and out the door. He watches as she walks and shakes his head once again with a heavy sigh. By the look on his face you could see how disappointed he was. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Damnit Fel… He shakes his head again and begins to walk away and the scene fades away. ![]() The lights in the arena go completely out as War Machine by Skylar Cahn hits the PA System. As the base kicks in the lights begin to flash silver, white, and black as if they were strobing lights surrounding the arena. ✦BRIAN MASON: I don’t know who’s coming out but- The camera then pans towards the crowd as Onyx Payne is seen making her way through the crowd. ✦BRIAN MASON: It’s Onyx!? Maybe we’ll finally get the explanation we were promised weeks ago. ✦JACK WARREN: She doesn’t need to explain her actions. We all get it. Her cold exterior is unflinching while her brown eyes are locked on the ring, not paying attention to a soul around her even when the fans reach out to graze their fingertips against her. When Onyx gets to the front row, she hops over the barricade and glances around the crowd with smirk before focusing on who is occupying the ring while making her way around to the steel steps as a replay of what happened at Control begins to play. ✦BRIAN MASON: At Control it seemed like everything was going fine until out of NOWHERE Onyx comes running at Annie with a high knee to the head knocking her clean out. ✦JACK WARREN: They still won the match, Brian. Onyx made sure of that, and that’s why I’m not seeing a problem here. It’s not like Onyx abandoned Annie or cost them their match. When she goes makes her way up them, she reaches for the top rope, gliding her hand across it using it as a guide until she gets halfway across the ring aprons edge where she wipes her feet, showing her respect before entering the ring over the second rope. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Making her way to the ring. From Brooklyn, New York... ONYX PAYNE! Once inside, she straightens herself up as she walks across the ring and climbs up the adjacent corner to it’s second turnbuckle. Onyx looks around at the crowd, a grin appearing on her face before she looks over her shoulder and jumps down. The arena brightens to normal and ‘War Machine’ begins to fade into the background as Onyx asks Whisper Viperi for her microphone. With microphone in hand, she stands in the center of ring, looking around the arena as the crowd boo her. A smirk appears on her face as it seems that she is amused about their response to her as she lifts the microphone up to her lips. Just this action alone causes the crowd to quiet, as they all sit in anticipating for the reasoning behind her actions against her tag team partner. ✦ONYX PAYNE: I know I promised everyone an explanation a few weeks ago but, sometimes things happen. Things that are more important. Like family. In the mixture of jeers and cheers. A small Perello chant begins which brings a smile to Onyx’s face. ✦ONYX PAYNE: There is one thing I can say about you fans, and that is that you guys are very expressive. For instance: When I had my match against Amber. You expressed how badly you wanted Annie to come out, and save the day. Do you remember that chant by any chance? She waits a moment, and before long the chant in question begins. ✦CROWD: WE WANT ANNIE! *clap clap, clap clap clap* WE WANT ANNIE! This causes Onyx to smirk. ✦ONYX PAYNE: And where did that chant get you? The crowd quickly turned to hushed boos. ✦ONYX PAYNE: It didn’t get you Annie Zellor. She didn’t come down that entrance ramp on that Defiance like she so easily did at Venom, and you want to know why? Because- She looks around the arena before shrugging. ✦ONYX PAYNE: Annie already got what she wanted. I was her ticket in. I was her ticket into everyone’s good graces again! I mean, it’s hard enough to come back to HKW after a long absence like I did, but to come back after an even LONGER one. Where you completely abandoned the company who helped get you started -- is even harder. So when she saw me getting attacked, she knew. She knew she had to do something. Not because we were friends mind you, but because she knew if she came to my aid, you people would open up your arms to her just like /snap/ that. Walking around the ring, she gestures towards the fans with her hand. ✦ONYX PAYNE: And you easily fell for it. Like I fell for it. Placing a hand on her chest she pauses so the fans could express their continuous displeasure of what happened at Control. ✦ONYX PAYNE: Because, I too was blinded by her innocence. That innocence that makes you look at her like she’s still twelve years old instead of the woman she supposedly is. That innocence that makes you want to HAND her things instead of making her work for it. I get it. So you guys can forget all I did for this company while Annie was out doing... god knows what with whom. Pulling down tights, and using ring ropes to help her pull out a victories. You can forget that she abandoned me for a shower that she could have waited til after my match to take. Like a true partner would have. You can even forget how I came down, and saved her while she went up against Lamia but, I think that there is one thing that you won’t forget. One thing I think we can all agree on, and that’s that me, and Annie, are better off this way. Her doing her thing, me doing my thing, because from the looks of it, neither one of us can trust the other at this point. This causes Onyx to laugh a little as the crowd begins to have mixed reactions. Taking a breathe, Onyx continues with a serious look on her face. ✦ONYX PAYNE: What she did to me was unforgivable. I already let one other person use me as their own personal doormat so they could just mark another achievement off their to do list. It’s not happening again. I’M not letting it happen again. She swallows a bit, her eyes searching the arena before moving some of her raven hair from her face. ✦ONYX PAYNE: Now before Jason Mentez comes out here, I want you to remember who broke that trust first. Remember who you counted on, cheered for to be there while I was being carried out on a stretcher, and never came. Never even came to see how I was doing. Didn’t even ask but, was so quick to throw out an apology. Who do you think the real bad guy is now, hm? Again, the fans come alive with boos, but not as loudly as before. As though some of them were actually thinking about the words that Onyx had spoken. ✦ONYX PAYNE: Reality is a hard pill to swallow, isn’t it? Handing the Microphone back to Whisper, Onyx takes a step back. Her face sober as the flatline begins... BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPP…… Line continues across the screen indicating death. ---BEEP BEEP...BEEP BEEP….BEEP BEEP….BEEP BEEP…BEEP BEEP The redline starts and keeps a slow but steady wave indicating life. The crowd blows up with life as the lights dim to black bringing out their cell phones and long neon lights with his hazardous signs on them. “I gave you fair warning, beware (beware beware) I gave you fair warning, beware (beware beware)” The dark brooding intro of “Beware” by Big Pun from his classic Capital Punishment album waves through the speakers causing hip hop heads to nod as the crowd to go into a full frenzy with the familiar NY Yankees hat starting the entrance video of the Pillar of HKW. The music continues a neon yellow hazardous sign shine on the stage entrance. As the dark bass continues former HKW World and Global Champion Jason Mentez takes a slow step from the dark into the light dead in the middle of the hazardous sign on the stage. The fans brings the roof off as his short cut hair is shown with him looking down at the stage. Suddenly he looks forward and on cue the yellow smoke and vapor emits from the stage and down the rampway. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Now coming to the ring from Queens, New York. He is a former HKW World and Global Champion. He’s THE HKW Pillar, El Jefe y El Irrompible. Wreckless...Hardest….Malicious… JAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSOOOOOONNNNNN MENTTTEEEEZZZZZ!!! The camera zooms in on the glow in the dark neon yellow paint covering the long scar on the left side of his face with his sneering expression adding to the mood. A number of more cell phone lights are held up with the neon bars by many fans giving a unique aura to his new entrance. Jason nods with an unreadable expression as takes the music and crowd in standing at the end of the ramp. He walks forward the hazardous sign moving over him to fall inside the middle of the ring as he slides in. He takes his time bending to a knee and just staying there a moment on that knee in the middle of the ring as the lights start to come back on and the neon lights from the fans are cutting off. He gets to his feet as the fans continue to cheer as he takes off the t-shirt he comes into the ring with leaving his compression wear on underneath. He throws the shirt into the crowd and throws up an ‘M1’ with a half smirk on his face. The music fades as Onyx runs towards Jason and starts beating the holy hell out of him! ![]() Onyx Payne vs. Jason Mentez DING! DING! DING! The more aggressive Onyx pushes Jason into the corner and begins stomping away at his midsection until Jason slides down and his head rests against the bottom turnbuckle. A devious smirk crosses the face of the former fan favorite as the crowd showers her with boos. With her attention on Jason, Onyx bounces off the adjacent ropes and connects with a running facewash right to the former Global champions face! She rips him out of the corner, and instead of going for the pin, she mounts over him and begins delivering STIFF elbow shots to his face until the referee's forced to step in and pull her away. ✦JACK WARREN: Jesus Christ. I had no idea Onyx had this in her. ✦BRIAN MASON: Seems a lot of people share your thought process, Jack. Something's changed in this woman. ✦JACK WARREN: She's married to the VP of one of the most feared motorcycle clubs in the country. She wasn't going to remain squeaky clean forever. Uncharacteristically, Onyx starts arguing with the referee, giving Jason time to recover from the earlier onslaught. Noticing this, Onyx immediately moves toward the HKW Hall of Famer and kicks him straight in the midsection just as he gets on all fours! With the wind knocked out of him, Onyx once again kneels down next to Jason’s head and begins unleashing a fury of elbows, ignoring the referee’s five count! ✦BRIAN MASON: She going to get herself disqualified! ✦JACK WARREN: I don’t think she gives much of a damn. The referee once again rips Onyx away from Jason, blood now coming out of the top his right eye. The referee warns Onyx, stating that one more action like that would disqualify her, but the former World champion laughs its off and moves back toward her opponent. Noticing the blood, Onyx looks to direct her attack on Jason’s right eye, but Jason reaches forward and grabs her gear, flinging her right out of the ring to get some sort of advantage! Onyx lands awkwardly on her head and neck area, unable to get right up as Jason uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet. He wipes the blood away from his eye to make sure it didn’t obstruct his vision before he steps out onto the ring apron, measures the downed Onyx up, and lands right on her with a apron senton! Not stopping there, Mentez immediately pulls the former World champion to her feet, spins her around, and delivers a tiger suplex STRAIGHT to the apron! ✦JACK WARREN: God damn! ✦BRIAN MASON: Jason may have just broken Onyx in half! Onyx, immediately grabbing at her neck and back tries to roll under the ring for safety, but Mentez grabs her by the leg and rips her right back. The referee warns the two to get the action back in the ring, which is exactly what happens as Mentez pulls Onyx up to a vertical base and follows her in. Noticing his opponent heavily favoring her neck and shoulder area, Mentez wipes the blood away from his eye and pulls Onyx Perello to her feet. He hoists one of her arms over his head and delivers a brainbuster, dropping Onyx straight on her head! The hall of famer makes the cover! ONE! TWO!! KICKOUT! Onyx emphatically breaks the pin, showing her longtime associate that she still has a lot of fight left in her. The blood starts messing with Jason eye, making him stop his attack to try and wipe it away. An on sight EMT hands Jason a towel and goes to glue the wound shut, but Onyx bullrushes Mentez and delivers a forward Russian leg sweep to her opponent! She immediately pushes the medic out of the ring and shouts “STAY OUT” before she starts putting the boots to Mentez! ✦JACK WARREN: You know, Onyx and I have a bad history, but I dig this side of her. ✦BRIAN MASON: You may be the only one. Onyx presses her foot against Jason’s throat, then begins raking the already bloody eye with it. The gash seems to get deeper, bringing a smirk out of Onyx’s face as she hunches over and asks Jason “Are you looking forward to this now?” Onyx takes her time toying with the booing crowd as she waits for her opponent to rise to his feet. Once he does, Onyx stretches her neck out and then catches Mentez with an arm trap neckbreaker! She hooks the legs and makes the side press… ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Frustrated, Onyx turns to the referee and gives him a look that says count faster or I’ll destroy you. Onyx remains seated, looking over at the downed Mentez with blood covering the right side of his face. ✦BRIAN MASON: I’m not one for stopping a match, but Jason may need that eye glued up. ✦JACK WARREN: Uhhh, we’re TV-MA, dumbass. We just can’t say f*ck. Oh f*ck. My bad. Onyx scoots away from Mentez and moves toward a corner, using the ropes to pull herself to her feet. As aggressive as she’s been, Onyx takes her time with her next attack, patiently waiting for Mentez to rise to his feet. ✦CROWD: LETS GO JASON! ONYX SUCKS! LETS GO JASON! ONYX SUCKS! The chant gets no attention from Onyx, her focus entirely on her opponent. Mentez finally makes it to his feet and Onyx charges for something big, but Jason moves toward her, pops her up in the air, and turns it into a SUPER reverse STO! ✦BRIAN MASON: What a move by Mentez! ✦JACK WARREN: Onyx wasted too much time, but the fact is Mentez is still half blind! The HKW Hall of Famer is seen trying to wipe the blood off of his eye, his vision definitely obscured. Not wanting to let up, Jason finds Onyx in the ring and calls for his patented “QB Killer” small package driver! But the blood was not stopping. The blood pours into Jason’s eye, but this doesn’t stop him from pulling Onyx up! He sets her up for the QB Cripple, but Onyx digs her thumb into Jason’s good eye and turns the small package driver into a small package of her own! ONE! TWO! THR---KICKOUT! Onyx scoots away and watches as her opponent tries to wipe the blood out of one eye, and recover from the thumb to the other. Knowing Jason’s blinded, she watches as the Pillar pulls himself to his feet, but Onyx sneaks up behind him and hit her “Silencer” reverse DDT! Feeling like the match was hers, Onyx takes her times pinning Mentez as she shouts at the referee to hurry up and count. ONE! TWO!!! THRRRRRRRRRRRRR-NO! ✦BRIAN MASON: Mentez got a foot on the rope! ✦JACK WARREN: How the hell did he know where he was in the ring?! The man’s like blind! A frustrated Onyx turns to the referee and almost looks ready to put him down. She stalks him into a corner, giving Mentez time to recover. Onyx tells the referee that the next time she pins her opponent, the match is over, but the senior referee stands his ground and shouts that he’s calling the match down the line! Onyx finally steps away from the referee and walks straight up to the now vertical Mentez. She waits for him to face her before she SMACKS the hell out of his face, spit and blood flying everywhere. Still blinded, Mentez uses his instincts and figures Onyx is in front of him and blasts her with the M Train buller hammer elbow! Onyx drops like a sack of potatoes, Mentez still wiping the blood out his right eye while he clears out his left. ✦BRIAN MASON: Jason might have this watch won if he can make cover! ✦JACK WARREN: He can’t though. Onyx took out his eyes. If you can’t see, you can’t fight! Finally getting his vision cleared up, Jason pulls Onyx up to her feet and hits his “Break Windshields” fireman’s carry spinebuster! Blood squirts into his eye again, delaying the pinfall just a few seconds. ONE! TWO! THRRRRRRRE--NO! Onyx just manages to get a shoulder up as the crowd boos in disapproval. With his left eye in the clear, Jason turns to the referee and literally rips the sleeve off of his shirt. ✦JACK WARREN: That should be a DQ! The referee asks Jason what he’s doing unti Jason asks on the on site EMT to give him a piece of tape so he can bandage the wound the way someone like Jason would. He turns back around to make sure Onyx is still down as he gets handed the tape from the EMT and uses the referee’s sleeve to tape his wound and prevent blood going into his eye. ✦BRIAN MASON: That was definitely hurting him in this bout, but he gave Onyx so much time to recover. ✦JACK WARREN: Are you watching the same match I am? Onyx hasn’t moved since Break Windshields. With his vision as best as he’s gonna get it, Jason moves over toward Onyx, but takes his time just in case she’s playing possum. Realizing the former World champion has been bruised and nearly broken, Mentez grabs a hold of Onyx’s head and pulls her up to a vertical base. He sets up for his patented “Hold Dat” Over East DDT, but Onyx rolls out of it, and catches Jason below the belt with the referee noticing! ✦BRIAN MASON: That was a blatant lowblow! ✦JACK WARREN: I saw nothing. With Mentez hunched over, Onyx bounces off the ropes and smashes Jason’s face right into the mat with her “Onxyerated” curb stomp! ✦JACK WARREN: That’s it! Using whatever energy she had left to pull her last maneuver off, Onyx lays motionless along with her opponent, the referee with no choice but start the ten count! ONE! TWO! Onyx stirs, but Mentez is still lifeless. THREE FOUR! The former World champion crawls toward the downed Jason Mentez and drapes one across his chest for the lazy cover. ONE! TWO! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?! ✦BRIAN MASON: NO! JASON MENTEZ KICKS OUT! The crowd erupts as a look of shock takes over the tired Onyx’s face, her eyes immediately going to the referee. Wanting to smack the shit out of him, Onyx slowly pulls herself to her feet and begins stalking the referee, but Mentez grabs her from behind and rolls her up in a schoolboy! ONE! TWO! THREE---NO! Onyx just manages to push Jason off before the three! Both competitors scramble up to their feet, but Onyx is up first, Jason still hurting from the curb stomp. Onyx patiently waits for Jason to stand to his feet before he drives forward and goes for a discuss elbow, but Mentez ducks it, waits for Onyx to spin back around, and takes her down to the mat with a running STO! Shaking the cobwebs out, Jason immediately pulls Onyx to her feet and once again sets her up for the “QB Cripple” but Onyx digs her nails into the gash over Jason’s eye, making him release her from his grasp! The former World champion immediately exits the ring to recuperate, but Mentez is hot on her tail! The two do a circle around the ring before Onyx slides inside the ring, and begins pummeling the back of Jason’s head as he comes in with her! Beating him until he’s motionless, Onyx finally stands up to her feet and looks out at the crowd, telling them that it was over. ✦JACK WARREN: Finish him, Onyx! Jason slowly pulls himself up to his feet and Onyx positions herself behind him. She pulls back on his head and looks for the “Silencer” reverse DDT, but Jason spins his head out of Onyx’s grasp and delivers a release northern lights suplex straight to the corner! ✦BRIAN MASON: Holy cow! What a move by Jason. ✦JACK WARREN: Onyx’s neck, shoulder and back has taken a serious beating in this match. ✦BRIAN MASON: Both competitors have taking beatings, and you only see main events like this on Defiance. Gathering himself and realizing he has Onyx right where he wants her, he calls for the New York Minute, but he stops once the lights in the arena begin flickering. ✦BRIAN MASON: The hell? ✦JACK WARREN: Chicago folk must not pay their electric bill. Not thinking too much into it, Jason wipes the blood from his eye and moves toward Onyx until flames shoot out of the corner post closest to Jason, startling him and many fans. Another corner post shoots out flames, getting Jason to turn his back to the now recovered Onyx. One last shot of fire comes out of the corner as Jason nears it, but Onyx immediately sneaks up behind him and spikes his head with her patented “Silencer” reverse DDT! The former World champion makes the cover… ONE! TWO!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! DING! DING!! DING!!! ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here is your winner… ONYX PAYNE! Onyx’s theme song fills the arena speakers, unbothered by whatever the pyro was about. The only thing on her mind? Pulling a black rose out of her gear and places it on Mentez chest before she exits the ring and ignores the booing fans around her. ✦BRIAN MASON: Huge victory for Onyx here, but what the hell was that fire about?! ✦JACK WARREN: Pyro guys made a mistake? ✦BRIAN MASON: I don’t know if I belie--- WAIT A MINUTE! LOOK WHO IT IS! Asha and Mason Astor are shown sliding out from under the ring, no emotion on either’s face. Asha gestures for Mason to get in the ring and finish Mentez off! ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh come on! This man just went through a grueling contest and needs his eyes checked as soon as possible! Mason didn’t give a shit less. He pulls Jason up to his feet and then delivers three straight powerbomb, the final one nearly putting him through the ring! A smirk crosses Asha’s face as she finally slithers into the ring and crawls in the direction of Jason Mentez. ✦JACK WARREN: What the f*ck has become of Riley Lynn?! ✦BRIAN MASON: Some questions are better left unanswered. Asha crawls on top of Jason and puts some of his blood on her face. Afterwards, the demented Asha licks Jason’s cheek before she positions herself around him and locks in a dragon sleeper! ✦BRIAN MASON: Someone stop this! ✦JACK WARREN: Get in there, Mase! Defiance comes to a close with Asha still applying the dragon sleeper to the passed out Jason Mentez and Mason Astor watching with a grin on his face. ✦WINNER: ONYX PAYNE via pinfall (18:38)
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