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| Hard Knox Wrestling | Nov 5 2017, 11:30 PM Post #1 |
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![]() Location: Monterrey, Mexico Venue: Arena Monterrey Network: TNT The official theme song for Defiance, "Defiance" by Righteous Vendetta opens the show with it ending with the Defiance logo shining brightly. ![]() |
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| Hard Knox Wrestling | Nov 5 2017, 11:33 PM Post #2 |
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![]() The lights dim and the arena is bathed in an eerie blue light as a white fog began to roll in and covered the stage, causing the crowd to cheer as it signals the arrival of Kai. The Intro to Motionless in White’s “Reincarnate” begins to play over the PA System. You pull the trigger just for fun Forgetting I'm a loaded gun So hate me for the things I've done And not for what I've now become The cheers only grow louder from there as The Future HKW Hall of Famer rose from the fog covering the stage, exhaling smoke from his nose before he stalks down to the ring with the GO Briefcase in hand. Kai slings the Briefcase underneath the bottom rope and slides into the ring, before picking it up and walking to the center of the ring as his music dies down. A few scattered chants of “You Deserve It!” Broke out in reference to his induction, causing Kai to look out into the sea of fans and give a small smirk of acknowledgement. Fishing a mic out of his trenchcoat pocket, Kai raises it up to his lips and begins to speak. ✦KAI: Since the first day this company opened it's doors, almost 4 years ago. I've been here scratching and clawing, wearing my knuckles down to the bone while climbed a mountain I’ve been kicked down my entire career. During that time I've watched young wrestlers go on to become the names and faces of Professional Wrestling as we know it. Some still here, making this company bigger by the day and others having branched out and making their own legends grow, becoming among the best at what they do. One could barely hear it, but there’s a tiny iota of pride hidden beneath the cold, factual tone as Kai’s deep voice hushed the arena. ✦KAI: I've also had the displeasure of watching people who touted themselves as the best walk in this company and proclaim themselves to be its saviour from the onset. A future cornerstone of the company, or someone looking to leapfrog themselves into becoming the name and face of Hard Knox Wrestling. Promising a world of lies to you, to the company while laying claim to whatever Championship they have their eyes on, only to fizzle out and become lost and forgotten to time. Each one of them as useless and ineffective as the next. Kai sneers in disgust, but he doesn’t hold it for long as he gives a deep sigh and closes his eyes. ✦KAI: Something I’ve found myself becoming guilty of. The cheers stop instantly at the words and confused, hushed murmurs take their place as Kai stands silently in the ring. After a moment or two, he raises the mic back up to his lips as he continues on. ✦KAI: I’ve watched all of this with resentment and envy, wondering if I were just becoming a relic in a business I’ve given my everything to. My precious minutes, seconds, hours devoted to this… and I’ve falling further and further behind. To the point where I clutched onto a guaranteed shot at the title like a lifeline the last time I was in this position, content to watch and wait for my competition to catch up to me... Kai’s free hand clamped around the handle of his briefcase at the admission, hating admitting his moment of weakness. ✦KAI: ...This time, I’m done waiting. I’ve done nearly 12 years of it, and I’m sick to death of watching myself being passed by and thrown to the wayside. I’m sick of being told that what I’ll leave behind is a broken trail of questions and wonderings on what could’ve been. Of being damned to hold the label as the Best Wrestler on this roster or any other to have never won a World Heavyweight Title. Kai looks into the hardcam and holds the briefcase up high, the grisly visage of his face painted into the side for all to see. ✦KAI: At Divine Supremacy, I find either absolution for everything I’ve done, every wasted moment leading into this… or I fade away, forgotten with nothing left. There’s no other option left for me. The crowd cheers Kai’s passionate words, but those cheers turn into a massive amount of boos as “Stop Me” filled the arena speakers. Kai turns his attention to the ramp and sees Felicity Banks come out dressed down in an all black “Upper Echelon” jumpsuit with the HKW World championship wrapped around her shoulder. The Supreme takes a moment to look around at the crowd as she reaches into the front pocket of her sweatshirt and pulls out a microphone. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Wow, Kai. Just… wow! The champion shakes her head in a perplexed manner as she begins walking from side to side. The audience begins chanting “YOU SOLD OUT!” in Felicity’s direction, Kai keeping his eyes right on his Divine Supremacy opponent. ✦FELICITY BANKS: You’ve been here for four years, and I’m pretty sure that right there is the most you ever spoke! Truthfully? I can see why you don’t do it often. You’re not really a captivating talker, Mister Silent Warrior. But that’s not really here nor there. There was one thing that stuck out to me though, buddy. One thing that you said that kind of… hit a nerve you could say, and it came right in your first sentence. Truthfully? You could’ve shut your mouth after that first sentence, but you just had to go on and on and on, didn’t you? Felicity stops her pace and turns her entire body towards the ring. The crowd continues to let the HKW World champion have it, but Felicity pays them no mind. ✦FELICITY BANKS: You really said that YOU had to scratch and claw to get to the top of the mountain? Get the HELL out of my face with that you prick! See, I’ve been here since day freaking one, and I’m not really someone who enjoys revisionist history. If I remember correctly - which I do - you were one of the chosen ones, Kai. This company was supposed to be built on YOUR shoulders. On Gwen freaking Massey’s shoulders. On Cain Morgan’s shoulders! But what happened? She uses her free hand to tap her chin. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Oh, that’s right! You all freaking blew it! Whether it was injuries or the fact that these people just didn’t give a shit about you, all the supposed chosen ones proved to be nothing more than underachievers. You wanna know who REALLY had to scratch and claw to the top of the mountain? The World champion slaps her chest. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Me, Kai! Everyone wrote Felicity Banks off because I was the boss's sister. Everyone expected people like you to shiiiiiiiine under the bright lights in HKW, and instead of shining… you all melted. I was thrown into bullshit program after bullshit program after bullshit program until I got sick and tired of it and showed up every single person that was in that locker room week in and week out just like I continue to do till this freaking day! But you had to scratch and claw? Please, Kai. You had chance after chance to show the World that you deserved to be labeled as one of the chosen ones, and what did you do? You choked. Gwen Massey choked. Cain Morgan tried getting a date with ME instead of establishing his own brand! Every single chosen one COULD NOT keep up with ME! And still - till this day - no one can! Felicity begins walking down the entrance ramp but stops midway through. ✦FELICITY BANKS: You see this? She takes the HKW World championship off of her shoulder and holds it high in the air. ✦FELICITY BANKS: To you, this means everything. To most of the people backstage, this...means...everything. To me? It’s just another freaking Sunday at work. You wanna know WHY I have this championship, Kai? It’s not because I want it. It’s not even because I deserve it. It’s because none of you peasants backstage in the Defiance locker room and none of the peasants in the Subversion locker room have earned the right to call yourselves the top champion of this entire company! None of you deserve to share a freaking ring with me or the rest of The Upper Echelon. None of you-- She tosses the HKW World championship down to ground and points a finger at Kai. ✦FELICITY BANKS: --none of you are capable of carrying this brand or this company like I have for the past FOUR F***ING YEARS! But you know what? I’ll play your stupid little game, Kai. I have no problem defending my championship at Divine Supremacy, but I need you to remember something, Kai. Divine Supremacy? The World champion smirks before she hunches down and picks up her championship up. ✦FELICITY BANKS: That’s my pay per view. It’s the pay per view that I had back to back matches of the year! The same pay per view that I removed my brother from this hellhole known as Hard Knox Wrestling. But this year...hahahahaaaaaaa! Her laugh annoys most of the crowd, Kai keeping a stoic expression. ✦FELICITY BANKS: This year I’m going to have my most divine moment yet, because this year? I’m going to end the career of one of the chosen ones, and once that’s done...you can go back to your cave where you truly belong and watch...what was that you said? Felicity begins stepping backward. ✦FELICITY BANKS: That’s right! You can watch with resentment and envy just like you’ve been doing for the last four years. Toooodles! Pulling the microphone down, Felicity extends her arm out in front of her and drops the mic right onto the stage. She knows Kai more than likely has something more to say, but the Supreme doesn’t care to listen as she walks straight to the backstage area. Kai stared up at the stage, eerily calm despite the harsh, biting words leveled his way by Felicity. Raising his mic up, Kai’s eyes narrow. ✦KAI: Walk away and look down on me from your exalted throne, Felicity. Make the same mistake twice in your lifetime of taking me as an easy challenge. Give me more reason I need. Kai moves forward, leaning against the ropes as he looks up at the knoxtron. ✦KAI: Because until the bell rings at Divine Supremacy, I won’t stop.Not until that world title you’ve spent the last two years doing everything in your power to regain… that I’ve starved myself for a decade plus trying to glimpse, trying to get a taste of only to have it ripped out from underneath me time and time again, is in my grasp. His eyes glint dangerously. ✦KAI: I won’t rest until then, Felicity. And neither will you. Kai drops his microphone and goes to exit the ring until he hears. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Ha. Hahahaha. Hahahahahaha. Hahahahahahahahahaha. Hahahahahahahahahahaha. The crowd turns to the ramp to see if Felicity’s coming back out, but nothing. However, the ear piercing laugh continues all the way until Defiance goes to a commercial break. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: The Opening match is a singles match with standard rules. Thunderkiss '65 by White Zombie starts to play. The bassline drops and smoke fills the entrance and ringside. Camila Martinez makes her way down the ramp smoking a cigarette. Event workers rush over to her and she begins arguing with them about the smoking indoors policy. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: : "From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 110 pounds, Vintage! .... Cammmilllaaaa Martinezzz!" She argues until the cigarette is mostly smoked then hands it over and rolls into the ring and awaits her opponent. Camila paces in the ring waiting on Jackie to arrive. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: And her opponent! 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. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: From Clitheroe, Lancashire, England, JACKIE FOWWWWWWWLER 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 waits for the bell to ring The referee checks both competitors for weapons and then turns to the timekeeper and motions for the bell to be rung. ✦ OPENING BOUT ✦ SINGLES MATCH Jackie Fowler vs. Camila Martinez DING! DING! DING! The moment the bell rings Camila walks to the center of the ring, Jackie approaches, only to be slapped across the face! Jackie reaches up, brushing his hand over his cheek, then returns fire with a huge clothesline to the much smaller Camila that sends her twisting into the air, before she crashes to the ground. The crowd cheers, watching while Jackie turns waiting on Camila, who is slow to get to her feet. She gets to her feet facing away from Jackie, turning around she is caught with a roaring elbow that sends her crumbling to the mat. ✦BRIAN MASON: I think slapping Jackie across the face like that might have been a mistake. ✦JACK WARREN: I think the plan was to get into Jackie’s head but that is not a safe place to be. Jackie reaches down grabbing Camila by the back on the neck, he pulls her up to her feet and Irish Whips her into the far corner. He charges and connects with a splash to Camila’s chest, Jackie takes a step back, Camila goes to fall forward but Jackie pushes her back into the corner and begins to lay into her with a series of brutal punches to the abdominal area. Camila falls to a seated position in the corner after an especially brutal right hook to the ribcage. Jackie backs away from her as the referee warns him. Once the referee moves Jackie charges, connecting with a brutal face wash kick to the side of Camila’s face, which garners a round of applause from the audience. Jackie backs away from Camila who slumps down to the ground after the vicious shot, waiting patiently on her. ✦JACK WARREN: Jackie has taken complete control of this match in the early going. If he could stay focused this could be a short night for Camila. ✦BRIAN MASON: Or an especially long night depending on how upset her is about that slap to the face. Camila reaches up grabbing the bottom rope, then the middle, as she tries to pull herself back up to her feet. Jackie takes the opportunity to step through the ropes and onto the apron. He climbs up the turnbuckle watching Camila, who gets to her feet and staggers towards the center of the ring. Jackie leaps off looking for a clothesline from the ropes but Camila falls to the ground causing Jackie to crash to the mat hard. Camila manages to get up first, right before Jackie who gets to one knee, only for Camila to rush over wrapping her left arm around Jackie’s neck she drops him head first into the mat with a snap ddt. ✦JACK WARREN: Camila took advantage of an opening here! ✦BRIAN MASON: She needs to keep on Fowler if she wants to stay alive in this match. Camila turns over Jackie slowly and covers him with a lateral press. ONE! TWO! NO! Jackie Fowler manages to kick out at two, shoving Camila off him with relative ease. ✦BRIAN MASON: Jackie might have got a bit overconfident right there. Going for a big clothesline off the ropes, but came up empty. ✦JACK WARREN: He also seemed to be getting a bit hot-headed in that moment, and that is almost always bad for Jackie. Camila reaches down grabbing Jackie by the hair, pulling him to his feet, Camila takes a step back and charges only for Jackie to step to the side and drop toe holds her into the middle rope. He then sprints to the ropes, comes back and leaps up in the air to deliver a vicious punch to the back of the head. Camila falls to the ground allowing Jackie to gloat for a moment. ✦BRIAN MASON: Camila is down yet again, this time after Jackie connected with the donkey punch. ✦JACK WARREN: You would think that he could come up with a classier name for that move, but it is effective. Jackie reaches grabbing Camila’s left leg and spinning inside of it, he places her left leg over her right and drops down locking her in a figure four. He then uses his arms to push himself up and apply more pressure. Camila screams out in pain as reaches back trying to grab the ropes but then are just out of reach. ✦BRIAN MASON: Camila is in trouble here, it looks like she might be able to get to the ropes though. Jackie pulls back trying to pull her away from the ropes but Camila continues to fight. Punching and slapping at Jackie’s leg every time he tries to pull her away from the ropes. She screams as Jackie plops himself back down onto the mat, causing Camila’s legs to take all of his weight on them. The referee asks Camila if she wants to give up, but she shakes her head now. She inches closer to the ropes reaching back. She lunges backwards just reaching the bottom rope to break the hold. Jackie immediately lets go of the hold and gets to his feet, Jackie again is forced to wait on Camila, as she holds onto the ropes, then slowly begins to pull herself to her feet. Camila slowly limps to a vertical base, taking her time. ✦JACK WARREN: Jackie looks like he is closing in on a victory here. Camila turns towards Jackie who drops her down and drives her head first into his knee with a single knee facebuster. Holding onto her arm he twists camila’s arm, he Irish-whips her, but holds onto the arm. When the held arm is completely extended, he pulls the Camila back and nails her square in the face with a knockout punch that drops Camila to the ground seemingly unconscious. ✦BRIAN MASON: Jackie hits the Glock 17, and follows it up with a Lancaster Bomber ✦JACK WARREN: That has to be it Mase, Camila has fought valiantly but, she has taken too much punishment here. Jackie drops down into a cover. ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here is your winner....JACKIE FOWLER!!!! The bell rings and Jackie Fowler rises to his feet as “F**kin’ In The Bushes” rings out, Fowler looking a little irritated that his theme tune is partially bleeped out due to the language. He lets the referee raise his arm, before circling the ring and beating his chest, taking off his string vest and throwing it to an eager member of the audience. Fowler looks thoroughly pleased with himself, though does glace at his opponent with a momentary look of caution as the referee makes the X symbol as staff come down to help them out of the ring, that last shot by Fowler seemingly knocking them clean out. Jackie rests against the turnbuckles for a moment, before motioning to Whisper Viperi to pass him a microphone, which she eagerly does. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Now that… that was required. Jackie paces the ring like a hyena, a chant of Sexy Bastard breaking out amongst the audience, both in English and Spanish as a wide grin appears on his features. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: This break has been way too long, way too long. Too much time on my hands when I’ve been ready to raise all kinds of hell given what happened last time I was in a Hard Knox ring. You all remember that, don’t ya? There was me, stepping into the most hellish structure imaginable, going to war with a team of four against a complete set of shrivelled up, clunge trumpeted bell farmers. Going in there with two people I had all the trust and respect in the world for… and a nonce. Fowler paces once more, spitting out onto the floor as the medical team and his opponent finally disappear from view. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: But it turned out, the one person that I didn’t trust in the group, the one person he dislikes me as much as I dislike him, was the one… one person in the team who was actually being genuine throughout the whole ordeal. First time for everything, right? The crowd, knowing exactly what and who he was referencing listen on intently, before the foul mouthed Englishman continues on. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: But the fact of it all remains… There were two people who had not only been my allies for the past few months, but had seemingly been me mates an’ all. One of them, one of them I fought back to back with against the Reapers In Pride for so frickin’ long, fightin’ on the same wavelength, fightin’ for the same reason, to stop all the bullcrap that was happening here on Defiance, in Hard Knox as a whole. Fowler pauses for a moment, anger flowing through him as he gets his issues off of his chest. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Yanno, she was the one who convinced me not to request a trade over to the Blue Brand. I was gonna ask for it. I wasn’t done, I wasn’t through but she kept telling me that our side of the battle was done, and there was something else on the horizon. Little did I know, this was all part of her plan. She didn’t want to stop the stranglehold on Defiance… She wanted to be the one strangling Defiance. He grips the ropes, chants for him continuing on, and after they are silenced he continues on. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: So now, instead of the Reapers riding their bikes down here causing misery and fear in every member of the roster, we now have a second rate version that is riding on her coattails, and likely something else. That same person being the second rate member of the second rate Polish family of wrestling, the second of that family to stab me in the back for selfish means whilst dragging the top title and the brand down to being the second rate in the company with their bullshit. I ain’t done with her. I ain’t done with the other backstabbing bitch either. And I’m certainly not frickin’ done with Jaxon frickin’ Queen either. The sold out crowd applauds Fowler’s words, as he continued to spew out venom and pent up frustration. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Coz I ain’t leavin’ this stone unturned. I ain’t walkin’ away from this fight. I’m going to be taking it right to UE. You wanna cross the Bastard, you’re going to get the bastard in return. Queen, you’ve used your group and your scheming to keep that belt on you, but I ain’t gonna stand for that. No, no, no. I ain’t mate. You better watch your back, even drop to your knees and beg your bum buddies to protect you, because The Bastard if Bowland is far from through, and I am coming for you first, and I’m coming for that title. Mark my words, sonny Jim, mark my words... WINNER: JACKIE FOWLER Via Pinfall (10:20) |
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| Hard Knox Wrestling | Nov 5 2017, 11:45 PM Post #3 |
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![]() The scene opens backstage inside of the Upper Echelon locker room. A few bodyguards were seen around the locker room while the head of the family Emilio Vialpando was seen pacing back and forth in his black suit. Tony Capone sat on the couch lighting up a cigar as he looked up at the former Global Champion. ✦TONY CAPONE: Serpe, you need to settle down. Emilio shakes his head. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: How can I? I have to worry about the possibility of that freak coming after me at the worst time possible. The worst time, Tony! Capone takes a pull from his cigar and exhales the smoke. ✦TONY CAPONE: Everything is under control. I have men everywhere keeping the look out, Serpe. Flame isn’t going to come near you. Especially when you have a chance to get that championship opportunity when you beat De Luca. This makes Capone smirk. ✦TONY CAPONE: Nothing will go wrong, Serpe. Vialpando nods and stops pacing back and forth. He takes a deep breath and looks to his manager. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Alright. Alright. Fine. I just...I want this so bad. I don’t want any distractions, Tony. I want to stay focused on what we plan on achieving tonight. I don’t want to have to worry about some guy that hides in the shadows and lights people on fire coming after me. Emilio pauses for a moment. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: With the...The things that have been happening...These blackouts...I can’t...I need to keep my mind clear. I can’t.. ✦TONY CAPONE: You’re fine, Serpe. You haven’t had a blackout episode in over a month.And I promise, Flame is going to regret living if he comes near you. Now sit down and chill the hell out. Capone shakes his head. ✦TONY CAPONE: The others don’t need to come in and see you like this. You are their anchor, Serpe. Emilio nods and walks over to the couch. He unbuttons his suit jacket and takes a seat. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: You’re right...You’re right. Where is everyone? Tony takes another pull from his cigar. ✦TONY CAPONE: They’re on their way. You wanted to get here early remember? To make sure we got the building covered in case Flame came. Emilio nods and laughs. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Oh yeah...Alright. Let me know when Jinzai gets here. Capone stands up from the couch and nods. He looks down to the young hall of famer studying him. ✦TONY CAPONE: Keep your head on straight, Emilio. Emilio doesn’t say anything to this as he just nods and the scene begins to fade away as Tony leaves the locker room. ![]() As the scene fades backstage the reigning Undisputed SAP North Atlantic Champion Felix Vialpando was seen adjusting his new custom championship belt the True LPW Gotham Championship around his waist. Annoyance start to set in for Felix as a set of footsteps came his way. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: Oh God.. ✦ELI ZAYN: FELIX! Hey how goes it, champ? Felix looks up to see the Defiance Backstager Interviewer standing before him along with a cameraman. It was pretty clear why Eli was there to see him. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: Can’t you see I’m busy? Why must you bother me at a time like this? Eli looks a bit confused. ✦ELI ZAYN: Busy doing...what? Felix groans knowing he didn’t have a good enough answer for this. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: The hell do you want, Eli? Shouldn’t you be taking notes on how to be a better interviewer? Eli shakes his head and laughs. ✦ELI ZAYN: No, haha. I’m here to interview you silly! First, a while ago you mentioned that it was time for the “next phase”. What is that next phase you speak of? Felix tries his best to hide a smirk that crept onto his face. He clears his throat and looked into the camera. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: That’s top secret information and I am not at liberty to talk about it at this particular moment. ✦ELI ZAYN: Wait what? What do you mean you’re not at liberty to talk about it?! What is it? Felix shakes his head. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: I just can’t. Move on to your next question, please. Eli sighs and nods. ✦ELI ZAYN: Fine. Well tonight you have a big match ahead of you with a chance to enter the Brand Supremacy Cup Battle Royal. We know just how confident you are and believe you will win but what obstacles do you believe will keep you from achieving this goal? ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: Obstacles? Psh, what obstacles? Look at who I have to go up against, Eli. Some weirdo straight out of a Rob Zombie horror flick in Lamia. A never has been y never will be in Michael Alexander. And this cottage cheese water creep June Kolby. There’s legit no one in this match I have to worry about. I mean sure Lamia might freak me out a lot and I will try to keep my distance from her, but other than that NOPE! I have already won the match without even having to step foot in the freaking ring! Felix nods to himself. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: I didn’t even have to study much on my opponents tonight. It’s almost a automatic declared win for me. I will be heading to Divine Supremacy and I will win the Brand Supremacy Cup. Not for Defiance. No. For me and myself only! ✦ELI ZAYN: Felix, I don’t think you can just discredit your opponents tonight. Anything can happen in a fatal four way match. You yourself doesn’t have to be pinned just to lose! ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: BUT I’M NOT GOING TO LOSE ELI, OKAY!? I’M GOING TO WIN AND I’M GOING TO GO TO DIVINE SUPREMACY, OKAY?! I’M GOING TO WIN THE BRAND SUPREMACY CUP, OKAY?! Before Eli could say anything else Felix waves him off and then begins to storm down the hall. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: This interview is over! Get out of my way! ![]() “Black Heart Rebellion” by Insomnium plays throughout the arena which is in darkness apart from red and white strobe lighting. Once the lyrics kick in, a black heart appears on the screen, beating along to the music. “Blackheart” Miggy G is soon lit up by a spotlight put on him as he stands with his back to the crowd and his arms out wide. Miggy G is met with a chorus of boos, the crowd showing their pure hate for him. The lights go on, the red and white strobe lighting stop. The black heart still beats up on the screen as Miggy G turns around with a sickening smirk upon his face. Making his way down to the ring, he slaps the hands away from him that try to grab him and even spits on the floor in front of the fans. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: On his way to the ring, standing at 6ft2in and weighing in at 205lbs, “Blackheart” Miggy G!!! Once at the ring, Blackheart rolls into the ring and throws his vest onto the floor of the outside. He leans back against the turnbuckle prepared and ready for the chaos ahead of him. 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. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Making her way to the ring, from Parts Unknown...Asha Astorrrr!!!! 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. 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. ✦ MATCH TWO ✦ SINGLES MATCH Asha Astor vs. Miguel Giovanni DING! DING!! DING!!! The bell rings and immediately Asha charges at Miguel. She clubs him with multiples pen palm strikes causing him to back into the corner putting his defenses up. Asha eventually backs off of him laughing as the crowd boos her. She taunts Miguel asking him to bring it. He charges at her with a clothesline but she ducks under grabbing his leg putting him into an ankle lock. ✦BRIAN MASON: Asha is wasting no time taking control in this match. She’s unhinged but she’s one of the quickest workers in HKW. ✦JACK WARREN: There’s no doubt that she won’t have a hard time again Miguel. He screams and reaches for the rope making Asha release him. She charges at him yelling as she clubs him over the head with vicious strikes pummeling him with punches. Miguel falls to the mat as Asha immediately puts him in a camel clutch alternating the hold by smashing his head into the mat several times. The ref stops her and she hisses at him eventually listening to him. ✦BRIAN MASON: This woman is viscous! Without Mason by her side she seems even more aggressive. ✦JACK WARREN: Is it wrong to be turned on by this? Asha stalks Miguel waiting on him to get up. Miguel fights back delivering a blow to Asha’s stomach making her double over. He gets to his feet and puts her in a headlock clubbing Asha over the back hoping to fight back into the match. Asha starts to bite his arm and he freaks out releasing the hold rubbing on his arm. ✦BRIAN MASON: She just bit him! ✦JACK WARREN: Not gonna lie the biting is kind of kinky. Asha then charges at him with a drop kick to his knee sending him out of the ring. As Miguel tries to get back in the ring and Asha slides through the ropes and nails him with a diving DDT on the outside knocking him out. The crowd pops and Asha crawls around on the outside of the ring. Asha eventually rolls Miguel back into the ring climbing the turnbuckle scouting him for a diving attack. ✦BRIAN MASON: This is some unique offense by Asha. ✦JACK WARREN: She’s always been a high flyer when she was Riley Lynn, but she wasn’t as hot... Miguel is able to get back to his feet and he pulls her off the ropes slamming her down on the mat. Asha holds onto her back and hisses at the pain of the impact. Asha uses the ropes to get back to her feet and she smirks at Miguel. The two have a stare down and Miguel delivers a forearm to Asha. Asha eats the hit and wipes her face looking back up at Miguel. Miguel hits her again...and again but Asha just laughs and yells at every hit he gives her. ✦BRIAN MASON: It’s like she doesn’t even feel it! ✦JACK WARREN: Or maybe she likes the pain... Asha eventually kicks Miguel in the groin making him fall over. She grabs his head and begins head butting him repeatedly. The crowd loses it as she keeps going eventually busting him open! She eventually lets him go causing him to fall to the mat. Miguel is laid out but Asha starts to stop him the ref signals for the bell as Asha continues her attack screaming as she pummels away on the battered Miguel. ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh God! He’s bleeding! ✦JACK WARREN: He needs a Bandaid!! His blood paints her face and hands but she doesn’t stop. The bell continues to ring the ref tries desperately to stop Asha’s assault but she continues to lay into Miguel mounting her and throwing wild rights and lefts. ✦BRIAN MASON: My god, she’s trying to kill him!! ✦JACK WARREN: I heard nothing wrong with that sentence. ✦BRIAN MASON: There’s EVERYTHING wrong with it!! Asha continues as Miguel’s face has turned into a bloody mask. Giovanni is no longer moving and a eerie smile crosses Asha’s face as she quickly transitions from the mount position to pulling at his neck getting a dragon sleeper locked in tight on his unconscious body. More refs join in the fray attempting to get Asha off of Miguel. ✦JACK WARREN: Hahaaaha, is this where twitter would pull that “stop, stop he’s already dead” Simpson’s gif? ✦BRIAN MASON: Somebody needs to stop this! Security is on the way but the damage has been….WAIT THAT’S JASON MENTEZ! The Monterrey crowd comes to life as the Timb wearing Jason shoots from the backstage area already at the bottom ramp as he reaches the ring apron the lights cut off and with the screams of the crowd a strobe effect comes on. Jason comes to an immediate halt at the edge of the ring and within the strobe light he sees 5 Asha’s surrounding him completely throwing him off. Turning left and right and left again Mentez squares up even in the midst of being obviously confused. ✦BRIAN MASON: What in the hell… ✦JACK WARREN: Oddly turned on again. Jason looks at the unmoving Asha’s all surrounding him as the strobe lights continue and finally he just shrugs fuck it intending to hit one and knock their head off. He moves to kick forward and suddenly again...lights completely out...and a distorted voice is heard throughout the arena. ”SACRIFICE….SACRIFICE….” The lights cut back on and the only people left are Miguel in the ring, the refs looking around completely dumbfounded, and Jason looking around realizing his boot made contact with air. Everyone looking around to see any hint of where the army of Asha’s and Asha herself went. ✦BRIAN MASON: How does she just vanish? Who does that? With a whole...I don’t even know how to describe that. ✦JACK WARREN: The MAN is officially sick of this creepy ass family. WINNER: Everyone via Because Miguel's dead (5:10) |
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| Hard Knox Wrestling | Nov 5 2017, 11:52 PM Post #4 |
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![]() The Knoxtron lights up to the vision of Lola J holding the mic. The Monterrey crowd giving cheers and a number of men hollering before she even begins. ✦LOLA J: Ladies and gentlemen, Jason Mentez. The crowd goes dumb getting loud as the cameras move in on the HKW Hall of Famer looking frustrated as hell putting his NY Yankee fitted back on his short waved hair. He nods at Lola respectfully as he looks at the camera view up and down for a bit before throwing up the “M1” with a serious expression on his face to the crowds increase in cheers. ✦LOLA J: Starting off, tonight...what just happened out there? Jason grits his teeth being offered the mic by Lola J, he simply takes it placing his left hand in the pocket of his hoodie. He takes a minute more just hearing the amount of cheers as he nods a few times in reply. ✦JASON MENTEZ: She keep playing when it never been a game to begin wit Lola. She think that dumb (expletive) impressive. I’m waiting for the day she stop all this Post Halloween 24/7 (expletive) off top. What she did out there wasn’t necessarily either acting out n (expletive). Boy young out here nah mean? I been sick of her (expletive) from jump and after taking care of Mason it’s just her. She running but she know better. The camera starts to zoom in more on Mentez. ✦JASON MENTEZ: Aint no more running now doe. Dats rite. I’m calling for her it’s time. Dis what she wanted all along all for her sacrifice rite? I’m out here den. I’m challenging her cause dis it rite here. I’m done dealing wit her. She aint really watch what I did to her beloved slip eye suckdicksami I’m not playing anymore I can’t get much more clearer. Asha bring your (expletive) we need to finish dis (expletive). The camera zooms backward in that moment. The posture of Lola J looking completely different until the full vision of her is seen and its Asha Astor with the oddest smile on her face looking at Mentez. Mentez turns a bit with the crowd reaction changing seeing her. Once he turns and sees her he backs up spooked out yelling ‘the (expletive) bruh!!’ He gets out of the full camera range making it zoom out to show Asha’s eerie smile and Jason trying to recuperate and square up. She never gets a mic or anything just looking at Jason oddly while smiling. Jason looks in less fear and much more irritation than before…bodies getting in between Asha and Jason as he starts pointing at her looking uncomfortable. Scene fades on the wild smile of Asha before going to the next bit. ![]() We cut to a shot of the backstage area where the cameras follow the sound of voices. Once we round the corner in the backstage corridor near most of the dressing rooms, we finally catch a glimpse of a small group of crew members. A small man stands on a stepladder, squinting as he looks up into the fluorescent overhead bulbs while another looks over the circuits for that quarter of the venue, looking boredly at a handheld monitor that’s hooked up to the interior of the silver box. The Mexican audience pops as we see HKW Bloodlust Champion, Ashlyn De Luca standing by, championship belt hugged to her chest as she watches the men work. Moments later, Eli Zayn walks into frame, glancing curiously at the crew members before turning his attention toward De Luca. ✦ELI ZAYN: How goes it, Ashlyn? I, uh… He clears his throat, glancing at the man on the ladder and the two occupied by the power box before slowly turning his attention back to the champion. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Yo. I know how this looks. Eli shakes his head a little, but gestures toward the lights which flicker as the man begins to pull wires from the sockets themselves. ✦ELI ZAYN: I’m just curious. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Well. We all saw Flame creep up on me not once, but twice, and then he did the same shit to Emilio backstage right before the Golden Opportunity Rumble. All because this dude knows how to take advantage of faulty wiring. Creepin through the shadows, waitin for lights to flicker and shit. Well, nah-uh! Every room I’m chillin in, I am having every lightbulb replaced… every socket checked. Because if this dude is gonna come for me-- Ashlyn lifts the Bloodlust Championship up, looking at the face of it for a moment before turning to Eli. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: --gonna come for this, then I wanna see him. I’ve had enough of getting jumped and blindsided, and this dude hasn’t done it yet, but I feel it. I’ve seen what he’s capable of. And I’m not takin chances. SMASH! Eli flinches as one of the workers breaks a bulb in the overhead, making the room significantly dimmer. Ashlyn sighs, throwing up a hand. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Bro. ✦WORKER: Lo siento… Ashlyn shakes her head a little while Eli Zayn goes on. ✦ELI ZAYN: Tonight, you take on a man that you’ve been having run-ins with for months now-- a man that, according to a lot of people, has flat-out changed over the months. Most would say that Emilio Vialpando, another competitor that has his eye on your Bloodlust Championship, is more dangerous now than he’s ever been. What do you think? In this situation, what do you do? ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: What do I do? Ashlyn gives Eli a short laugh, but her expression evolves into a thoughtful one. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: You know, it’s weird that the universe keeps bringing Em and I back together. Emilio said to me, straight up, we aren’t friends. I take that as… he doesn’t like me, he doesn’t respect me, doesn’t want anything to do with me, and if it weren’t for Dynamic Duos and this Bloodlust Championship, he wouldn’t. So what I’m not gonna do is go out there and try to make this a friendly fight. I’m going out there with the goal of changing Emilio’s mind about trying to become the next Bloodlust Champ. Goin’ out there to hurt dude. Em’s dangerous as hell, you’re right, but I’ve gotten pretty good at that. Ashlyn takes a breath and pauses, adjusting the championship on her shoulder. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Only other thing that Em and I have in common is Flame. I couldn’t tell you what that guy wants. He’s got eyes on my title… he’s got eyes on Emilio… but I’m not lettin him in my head. I went down that road with Artemis Kaiser and nearly lost my career over that shit. I’m not gonna let Flame be that person. Not when I have Emilio on deck and Lamia lurking in the future. Eli nods, but slowly raises the mic again. ✦ELI ZAYN: Understood. But all due respect, Flame isn’t the kind of competitor-- the kind of person-- that gives you much of a choice. Ash smirks at the response, but a bitter laugh escapes her lips. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: He wants a home in somebody’s head and he’s got one, huh? Nah, screw that, Eli. I already got somethin for Flame, whenever he comes back. Trust. Ashlyn opens her mouth to say something else, but without warning, the fluorescent tube above one of the workers flickers inexplicably. He looks at it with a frown and then down at Ashlyn--before the bulb completely goes out. The other lights in the corridor begin to flicker as well, earning a mixed reaction from the audience. Ashlyn narrows her eyes, tightening her grip around her championship. ✦ELI ZAYN: … ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Don’t say it. Ash takes a deep breath, shooting Eli one last glance. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Whatever issues Emilio and I have… we’re gonna out there and figure it out tonight. Dude’s one of the best in the world and he’s got my full attention. But tonight, I promise, I’m gonna take his eyes the hell off my championship. Forever. The lights flicker once more to an excited roar from the crowd and Ashlyn exhales, looking up and shaking her head. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Peace, Eli. She raises a disappointed brow toward the men that were working on the power in the first place before turning and walking off, leaving the camera to fade on Eli and the crew members. ![]() ✦JACK WARREN: You know those moments where you know it’s going to be a long night because of what happens early in the day? ✦BRIAN MASON: Yeah? ✦JACK WARREN: The MAN predicts a long night. ✦BRIAN MASON: It’ll get better here. We have a fatal four way involving June Kolby, Michael Alexander, Lamia, and Felix Vialpando. ✦JACK WARREN: Aaannndd the night gets longer. I might only know two of those names you just listed. ✦BRIAN MASON: You really need to start paying more attention. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: The following contest is a fatal 4 way match with the winner advancing to the Brand Supremacy Cup!! The riffs of ‘Badass' by Saliva begins to play as the crowd awaits for June Kolby to make his way to the stage. After a flare of pyros June Kolby steps out onto the stage and begins making his way to the ring. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing first, Making his way to the ring, June Kolby June slides underneath the ropes and stands in the center of the ring before dropping to a knee and slapping his head back and forth. He gets back to his feet and sits on top of a turnbuckle talking to himself ready for the match to begin. ✦JACK WARREN: Who he? ✦BRIAN MASON: Would you stop acting like you don’t know anybody. ✦JACK WARREN: I’m not acting! 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. 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! "I came to fight for the live of the game, unstoppable, that's why I-I'm undefeated. Off the leash, out of the cage, an animal.. That's why I-I'm Undefeated!" ✦BRIAN MASON: Michael Alexander looks ready to punch a ticket to the Brand Supremacy Ball. ✦JACK WARREN: He looks like he hasn’t punched a ticket to a gym months. 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. The lights go out as Apex Predator starts playing. A fog starts filling the entrance stage. Suddenly a shadowy figure starts crawling out of the fog. Lamia suddenly bursts out, crawling down the ramp on her hands and knees like a spider. She gets to the bottom of the ring as she grabs the bottom rope and pulls herself up, literally climbing over the rope. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: "Introducing next to the ring the Child Eater, Lamia!" Once inside, Lamia sits herself on the top turnbuckle, bending backwards as she hangs herself out of the ring, staring at the commentary table with a tilted head and a devious grin on her face. ✦BRIAN MASON: Lamia looking to get back on track what better way than winning here? ✦JACK WARREN: Going to take a loooooot more than that to get that crazy (expletive) back on track. With the lights still light there's a loud falcon cry that surrounds the arena before the lights dim to pitch black. Slowly "10 Toes" by. Nipsey Hussle hits the PA System as the letters LAX begin to pulsate on the Knoxtron. As the intro instrumental of the song comes to and end there's a pause.... "10 toes in these chuck t's When it come down to it Still getting more money, more bitches More love than a nigga screaming fuck me" After these words are spoken there's yet another loud falcon cry as eyes of a Falcon are seen in the background of the LAX lets. They lead into a video package of Felix's highlights of his career. The lights in the arena begin to flash white, pink and grey as Felix is seen standing there on the top of the stage looking out to the crowd with a smirk on his face. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Making his way to the ring...From Compton-Los Angeles, CA...Weighing in at 200 lbs. and standing at 6 feet tall...Representing LAX...EL HALCóN.....FELIX VIALPANDO!!! Felix then begins to make his way down the ramp ignoring the fans on the way down to the ring. Making it to the ring he slides and and looks around before popping up to his feet. He sprints over to a turnbuckle hopping on the second rope and looks around for a moment before holding up LA with his fingers. Felix then hops down and waits for the match to begin. ✦JACK WARREN: The notetaker himself. ✦BRIAN MASON: You think he comes away with this tonight Jack? ✦JACK WARREN: The MAN has his choice. You aren’t important enough to know. ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh brother. ✦ MATCH THREE ✦ FATAL FOUR WAY June Kolby vs. Michael Alexander vs. Lamia vs. Felix Vialpando DING!! DING!! DING!! All four competitors choose to start on the side of caution. No one shoots straight out from their corner they all simply look at each other for just a few moments. Lamia licks her lips as if hungry for a fight and with that goes straight for Michael Alexander rushing with a couple rights that land before Alexander starts covering up a bit and throws back. Felix decides to follow the lead shown by the now aggressive Lamia and rushes toward June giving the two RISE alumni a chance to go at it. Felix gets the better of June slowly him down completely with a boot to the stomach making him bend over...snap DDT to June from Felix the crowd giving him boos as he gets back to his feet. He yells to the crowd to “Shut up and take some (expletive) notes!” making the HKW faithful boo him even louder. ✦BRIAN MASON: He just makes you want to like him doesn’t he? ✦JACK WARREN: The most successful aren’t worried about being liked Mase. They just want to win and it’s a good start for El Halcon. On the other side of the ring Lamia is scrambling back to her feet from a well timed Drop Toe Hold from Alexander. Getting to her feet she’s taken right back off of them by the awaiting Alexander with a dropkick. Alexander gets up to take a moment to boast but just like that Lamia jumps on his back and starts scratching at his face wildly looking like a rabid monkey on his back. Alexander starts to throw himself around back and forth trying to get the crazed woman off of him finally he pushes all the way back into a turnbuckle making Lamia slam into it losing the grip she had all over him. Alexander walks away from her in the turnbuckle for a moment to collect himself and turns right back around beeline sprinting toward Lamia. Lamia moves at the very last second allowing Alexander to launch himself shoulder first into the turnbuckle the sound of bone losing to metal making it sound worse to the HKW fans. ✦JACK WARREN: The MAN is now happy he wasn’t betting on him. ✦BRIAN MASON: You still haven’t told us who you know? ✦JACK WARREN: Yup. ✦BRIAN MASON: *Sigh* Lamia sees Alexander is going to need a minute and heads over to interject herself in the Felix and June brawl on the other side of the ring. June with the upper hand as another “WOOOO!!” is heard from the crowd due to the chops June is giving Felix making Halcon lean back against the ropes from the pain. Lamia comes up from behind June mid swing for another chop to Felix and pulls him down in a school boy...holding of the tights and all on the side where the ref can’t see. ONE…. T…. FELIX COMES IN KICKING THE PURE HELL OUT OF LAMIA!! ✦BRIAN MASON: I don’t think a kick could honestly have more ill intent than that one. Felix just punted Lamia!! ✦JACK WARREN: Unless it knocked sense back into her it means nothing. El Halcon yells at Lamia for the pinfall attempt while picking her up to her feet. Starting off with a smooth boxing combination Felix mixes up his punch levels going low and high keeping Lamia on the defensive and guessing. Felix tops the combo off with a powerful European Uppercut putting Lamia to the mat. Out of nowhere comes Michael grabs a hold of Felix from behind and throwing him over the top rope and out of the ring. He flies over to June who is still on his feet and Mike drops him with a Fishman’s suplex and pins June. ✦BRIAN MASON: Can’t say the kid isn’t smart. He’s trying to take advantage of everyone still off their feet!! ONE… TWO…. ✦JACK WARREN: Is he serio….OOOHH!! Lamia jumps on Mike Alexander like predator to prey. This time around not just scratches but bites too. The attack makes Alexander abort his pinfall mission and just try to survive the The Child Eater attack. The crowd laughing at Lamia’s wildness as she slaps around Alexander. At this point Felix slides his way back into the ring while June comes to his feet. June is the quicker of the two throwing a few hands and then an elbow that hits Felix very hard. June easily gathers him after that putting Felix down to the mat with a neckbreaker. The fans get a lot more hype now seeing June in the driver's seat now. ✦BRIAN MASON: June better take advantage. ✦JACK WARREN: What if he’s not smart enough to think about it? ✦BRIAN MASON: How would you know? You are still wondering who he is!?! ✦JACK WARREN: It was a jooooke. Stop acting like June is your son or something. By the way gayest name….EVAR!! So says the Man. Lamia gets up from slapping around Michael and June is right there to drop her with a clothesline. The crowd getting hype seeing June the only person standing. Bullet looks around to see who is the one worse off and the person becomes obvious with him walking toward Alexander and reaching to get him up. At the same time Felix is already working toward his own feet and surveys whats going on around him. June Kolby pulls the shorter Alexander to his feet and immediately kicks him in the stomach while Felix picks up Lamia and throws her toward the ropes on their side of the ring. On the run back he kicks her high making her wobble while on her two feet. As Felix is pulling her into the Falcon’s Call (Omega Driver) June grips around Alexander’s neck with Misery Ave (Straightjacket Crossface). The boom of June wrapping Mike Alexander to the mat is shortly followed by Felix driving Lamia to the mat. Felix hooks for the pin while Alexander is fighting the submission as best he can. ✦BRIAN MASON: June is looking for a submission win and the ref is sliding for a pinfal!! ONE… ✦JACK WARREN: Mike is turning a real bad color!! TWO… ✦BRIAN MASON: Does he have the pin!!??? Mike’s hand is moving!! THREEEEETAPTAPTAPTAP!!! DING!! DING!! DING!! ✦JACK WARREN: Who the saggy titty (expletive) just won this?! The ref comes to his feet looking to award Felix the pinfall until June throws his hand up feeling as if he won. The ref’s confusion is automatic as most of the crowd watches wondering who just won. A lot more shouts the win belong to June being the fan favorite. Moments after he replay is shown on the HKW tron… The slow replay shows...Felix getting his count of ‘three’ AT THE SAME TIME Michael Alexander is tapping out due to Misery Ave!!! ✦BRIAN MASON: Talk about timing they both defeated their opponent at the exact same time. The moment of the third count is the same moment as the tapout! ✦JACK WARREN: So do both of these losers go or no? June and Felix remain in the ring pleading their case to the ref and he just waves them off and away from them before sliding out of the ring and walking toward the timekeeper's area. He whispers to Whisper…(Ha!) and she brings the mic up. ✦WHISPER VIPERI:: Due to the manner of both receiving their wins the judge awards the win to both Felix Vialpando due to pinfall and June Kolby due to submission. It’s a tie!!! ✦JACK WARREN: WHAT? ✦BRIAN MASON: It’s only fair Jack, they both won at exactly the same time. They both should get it. ✦JACK WARREN: It’s a spot made for one Mase!! That is not the spirit of HKW. Ties are like kissing your sister. We don’t do that here! THE MAN DOES NOT AGREE!! And No I don’t know what kissing your sister feels like. The crowd gives a rowdy reaction, cheers due to June and boos due to Felix. Both of them are pointing and yelling at each other in the ring stating their reason as to why they should be one and only winner. WINNERS: Felix Vialpando by pinfall and June Kolby by submission (10:23) |
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| Hard Knox Wrestling | Nov 5 2017, 11:58 PM Post #5 |
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![]() In the backstage area, we see Angelo Sands and Markus FK, standing by with Lola J. The new HKW World Tag Team champions are already dressed in the ring gear and have the titles around their waists. ✦LOLA J: Ladies and gentlemen, my guests at this time, your brand NEW HKW World Tag Team champions, Angelo Sands and Markus FK, The Swiss-Italian Connection! Angelo and Markus both smile at being announced as the new champions before Lola gets right to the questions. ✦LOLA J: Ok, guys, let’s get right to it. How does it feel to be the new HKW World Tag Team champions? ✦ANGELO SANDS: It feels just like it felt when we won the RISE tag titles. ✦MARKUS FK: And the Global tag titles. Angelo nods to Markus. ✦ANGELO SANDS: It feels euphoric. It feels like we truly accomplished something great and we did. We walked into that clusterf**k of a match looking to come out as not only new champions...but history makers. And yeah, you can tell we made a lot of history. First ever team to have held every single tag title under the Hard Knox Wrestling banner. ✦LOLA J: That’s big. Sands coughs, but in between those coughs he states that “he gets that a lot”, getting an eyeroll out of FK. But Lola doesn’t notice and continues on with her questioning. ✦LOLA J: Let’s say you guys defend your titles tonight against Team DLC. What’s next after that? ✦MARKUS FK: We don’t look past our opponents. But for the sake of the question, it’s simple. We take on any team who wants our gold. By now we’ve been around the block a couple of times, we know what’s expected of us when it comes to championships in this company. We were the greatest RISE Tag Team Champions, and when all's said and done, we want to be the greatest World Tag Team Champions too. Angelo nods at Markus as he finishes, and goes to speak again before being cut off as the speed demon duo of Upper Echelon walk into frame along with their manager Tony Capone. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: That’s funny, we were just saying the same thing. Emilio says looking at the championship belts instead of looking at the two young champions who hold them. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: What a coincidence. Jinzai gives a wide grin, folding his arms across his chest as leers down at the faceplate of one of the tag titles. ✦JINZAI: You know what they say about great minds, right? He gives a little chuckle, before getting down to business. ✦JINZAI: But in all seriousness, we’ve got a bit of a problem here with that lofty little goal you two have. Cause you see, Hebi and I want the same thing for ourselves. Being the absolute BEST World Tag Team Champions on the planet. We’ve proven we can lock up with anybody, anytime, anywhere in Dynamic Duos Tournament and had the best Tag Teams from all the world watching our but we want something a little more tangible. Jin reaches a hand out and traces his finger along one of the tag titles. ✦JINZAI: If ya catch my drift. Angelo smiles as he taps the main plate of his title before he looks back at Jinzai and Emilio. ✦ANGELO SANDS: Y’all want a shot at the tag team titles? That’s fine with the both of us. In fact, we’d actually very much like that, wouldn’t we, Markus? He nods, patting the face of his title belt. ✦MARKUS FK: Damn right we would. ✦ANGELO SANDS: So...tell you what. Let us go defend these babies out there against Inferno and Zack, 2 hall of fame worthy wrestlers. Then? Well, let’s just say then y’all can take your turn at trying to take these belts off of us. Sands smirks, accepting a future challenge for the World Tag Team championships from the Upper Echelon (if they are still champions by the end of the night). ✦ANGELO SANDS: But...be careful. We may not have the experience you two have, but we sure as hell love to bring the fight. Hopefully that’s all you need to bring too when we do meet in the ring. Both members of TSIC stare at Capone with smirks on their faces, taking a few steps back before they finally disappear out of the shot. ✦TONY CAPONE: Presto… Capone pats Emilio and Jinzai on the back. ✦TONY CAPONE: Let’s go boys. We’ll let them have their little moment for now. The two nod as they turn to follow Capone off the screen and the scene fades away. Smoke from burning incense and the myriad of candles lighting Silk & Cyanide's locker room entwine in the air, and it is soon joined by the tobacco-scented vapour that Erin Mariani exhales as she puts her mind to the most pressing issue of the day - although that issue is far less pressing than swilling the last drop of her ice cold vodka in the tumbler she has placed next to her as she sits cross-legged on the floor, a drop which she quickly dispatches before using the back of her thumb to wipe the drops of moisture from her lips ✦ERIN MARIANI: I have made up my mind. Knowing exactly what her partner means by that statement, Sara Mason looks up from her Junji Ito manga with a look of curiosity upon her face ✦SARA MASON: So are we going to finish what we started and have the titles vacated by the end of the night due to injury? As Mariani rises to her feet, making sure to use her hands to straighten the fabric of the cocktail dress she's paired with her leather trousers once she's standing upright, a flash of a smile crosses Mariani's lips as she appears to like what's on her mind ✦ERIN MARIANI: We could do that, as there's nothing more satisfying than tearing the two of them to pieces and leaving them helpless, but that would be too easy. After all, if we let them think they "won" it will be that little bit sweeter when we remind them how weak they truly are as we destroy them and take the titles because we demand it. ✦SARA MASON: So what's the plan, E? ✦ERIN MARIANI: The plan... Mariani can't help but let out a small chuckle ✦ERIN MARIANI: ...is that we really shouldn't limit ourselves to having a little fun at the expense of the same names, because there is no variety in doing that. Instead we should explore, to find somebody else to play with, because it just wouldn't be fair to those who don't get to experience what we're willing to do if we use all our energy on the same victims every single time. With a snap of her fingers, a thought comes to Mariani ✦ERIN MARIANI: And I think I know the perfect place to look. And, no, it won't be in the ring this evening. The two poor fools waiting for us are little more than a hors d'oeuvre, there to stimulate the appetite and nothing more. ✦SARA MASON: I hope somebody broke the sad news to them beforehand. ✦ERIN MARIANI: I don't know, it might be more entertaining if they think they have a chance... ![]() The scene fades outside to the arena where Whisper Viperi is seen ready to announce the next singles match up. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen the next match is a singles match set for one fall! Cheap pop. The wavy entrance to “Paper Planes” plays over the PA system, while green-and-blue strobes dance throughout the crowd. As the song finally bombards the arena, Ashlyn De Luca emerges through the curtains, black hoodie pulled up over her head, a casual stride to her step as she looks out into the audience. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: On her way to the ring, hailing from ASH-Lanta, weighing in at one hundred and thirty-eight pounds, she is the HKW Bloodlust Champion….ASHLYN DE LUUUUCA! She walks down the ramp at a leisurely pace, but pauses before breaking into a half-jog, running toward the barrier closest to the hard-camera. She leaps onto the barricade, motioning for the camera to “catch her good side”, flashing THE MOST MARKETABLE SMILE to the audience at home before slapping the hands of those closest to her in the front row. She finally hops down from the barricade and pivots, sliding into the ring. She hits the ropes just once before coming to a stop in the center, smirking back out to the crowd as she pulls her hoodie off, tossing it aside as her music fades. ✦BRIAN MASON: Here we go, our Bloodlust Champion! ✦JACK WARREN: Yeah, we’ll see how long that’ll last. ✦BRIAN MASON: And what’s that supposed to mean? ✦JACK WARREN: It means I don’t know why we’re even having this match. We know that Emilio is about to walk out of here with the win and he’s gonna earn the title shot. If it were up to me I wouldn’t waste time and just hand him the damn thing. ✦BRIAN MASON: Unbelievable. This woman fought for her life to keep the Bloodlust Championship. She’s our champion and I’m damn proud to have her. The less UE pricks with titles in their bratty possession the better. The lights dim darkening the arena to pitch black. After two minutes go by building the anticipation in the arena "Down As A Great'" by. Nipsey Hussle feat. Kirko Bangz hits the PA system with a cobra is shown centered in the middle of the Knoxtron as various Emilio Vialpando highlights play in the background while the snake's body begins to pulsate as the music plays. I'm tryna go down, down as a great Every night I get, on my knees and pray That I will go down, yeah I will go down, yeah The music takes a pause for a moment as the knoxtron fades to black but the outline of the cobra is seen still pulsating. Fans are heard booing. Thirty seconds later sparks begin to rain down on the stage as Emilio Vialpando is seen standing there with Tony Capone looking out to the fans as the music returns to play. The video package comes back minus the cobra in the center. Legendary moves, leader of my crew Heavy is the head that wear the crown, that shit true Emilio stares out to the crowd along with Capone for a moment. He lets out a light chuckle and begins to walk down the ramp. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: And their opponent....Accompanied by Tony Capone...Weighing at 195 lbs and standing 6 feet tall...All the way from Los Angeles, CA! EMILIO VIALPANDO!!!!!! While on the ramp he stares at the fans who boo at him and waves them off. He then stops at the bottom of the ramp as Tony stops behind him.. He looks down to his feet and suddenly fireworks begin going off along the ramp as he then holds up hands while looking up to the ceiling screaming out to the top of his lungs... "VIVA LA UE" The fireworks stop going off and Emilio sprints towards the ring and slides in. He then walks across and climbs up a corner turnbuckle looking out to the crowd while holding up "LA" with his fingers. He nods and hops downs as he awaits for the match to begin while Capone stands at ringside. ✦BRIAN MASON: I can’t believe this guy. ✦JACK WARREN: Show some respect, Mase. ✦BRIAN MASON: No! None of those Upper Echelon ass wipes have any respect for this brand or this company. They’re just some self righteous pricks and I hate every single one of them! ✦JACK WARREN: Even your precious Felicity? ✦BRIAN MASON: ESPECIALLY HER?! ✦JACK WARREN: Jeez pal, take it easy. The referee checks to see if both competitors were ready and then calls for the bell. ✦ MATCH FOUR ✦ NON-TITLE | SINGLES MATCH Ashlyn De Luca © vs. Emilio Vialpando DING! DING!! DING!!! After the bell rings the two competitors are seen staring across the ring at one another. Emilio looks back to Capone who simply just gave him a nod. The Bloodlust Champion noticed this and sprinted across the ring over to Emilio trying to hit a Running Elbow Strike but Emilio backed out of the way before she was able to make it over to him. Ashlyn didn’t seem to mind this as she looked over to Capone and started to talk some shit in his direction. Capone just smirked not saying anything back to the champion as she turned her attentions back towards Emilio who was waving her over. Ashlyn started to talk her shit to Emilio as well but unlike Capone he actually went right back at her before telling her to bring her ass over. Ashlyn didn’t take this likely as she stepped into the center of the ring with Vialpando. The two circled around the middle of the ring for a minute before tangling up for a test of strength but no! Emilio quickly pulled her into a side headlock and raked her eyes away from the referee’s view. The fans who seen this began to boo while Emilio irish whipped the champion over into a set of ropes. As Ashlyn blindly came back over to him she was sent to the ground with a Jumping Spinning Heel Kick! Emilio looks to the crowd taunting towards them getting them to boo him once more. Emilio just laughs as he looks back down to Ashlyn. He stomps down on her a few a times but stops once she grabs ahold of his leg and trips him up. This was her chance to get back up to her feet and she took it. Once she was up to her feet she ran towards the ropes to gain some momentum and speed for the upcoming attack. Emilio was seen trying to get back up to his feet and he did, Ashlyn leaped up onto his shoulders and takes him down with a Running Headscissors Takedown! The fans pop as the Bloodlust Champion gets back up to her feet. She whips her hair back and motions her finger guns towards him with some fans in the crowd joining along with her. She now returns the favor of stomping down on him a few times before picking him back up to his feet. She began to deliver some hard chops to the chest of the former World Champion before hitting a few quick jabs to soften him up a little more. De Luca stepped back and then hit a picture perfect Single Legged Dropkick to take Emilio down. As she got up to her feet she looked over to Capone was was trying to get Emilio back into the match. She told him to shut the fuck up before dropping a knee onto Emilio’s moneymaker, his face! ✦JACK WARREN: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Watch the merchandise woman! ✦BRIAN MASON: The merchandise? ✦JACK WARREN: Yeah, the merchandise, Mase! She can’t ruin his face with her knees! And how dare she talk that way to Tony Capone?! DOES SHE KNOW WHO THE HELL THAT IS SHE’S TALKING TO?! ✦BRIAN MASON: Do you, Jack? ✦JACK WARREN: Of course I do! I’m The Man around here! Plus, he used to manage me when I was World Champion! How can you forget, Mase. ✦BRIAN MASON: I-- ✦JACK WARREN: Yes you’re stupid. We already know this. De Luca now back up to her feet hyped up the crowd some more as most of them were behind her. She waited for the Upper Echelon member to rise up to his feet. Emilio slowly began to get up to his feet and Ashlyn was there to bring him all the way up. Now that she got him standing, she kicked him in the midsection doubling him over. She goes for a Roundhouse Kick but no! Emilio ducks under and hits a Snap German Suplex driving her neck right into the canvas that would make those at ringside with a close enough view to cringe at the sight of her landing. The supporters of Emilio cheered while the others who were once cheering for Ashlyn went quiet. Vialpando slowly got up to his feet holding his head. He shakes his head ridding himself of the cobwebs. He looks over to De Luca was starting to stir. He waited for her to get back up to her feet before he sprinted over and brought right back down with a Kotaro Krusher! The Hall of Famer got back up to his feet and didn’t waste time taunting to the fans as he grabbed Ashlyn by her hair getting her back up to her feet. He began to Irish Whip her to the ropes but no! He grabbed ahold of her arm and pulled her back into a devastating lariat! Vialpando kicked De Luca over onto her stomach as he locks in a Half Boston Crab while digging his knee into her spine in the process. Ashlyn cries out in pain as she stretches out her arm in hopes to reach the rope and break the count. She wasn’t close enough and there was no chance of her escaping submission hold that way. Emilio was heard demanding for her to tap out but Ashlyn wouldn’t. She wouldn’t dare tap out to a freaking Half Boston Crab, would she?! Emilio had this hold in pretty good and didn’t look as if he would be letting up anytime soon. Emilio eventually let go of the submission hold and then began to drive some elbow drops to the center of her spine before getting the champion back up to her feet. He grabbed her by her face and told her that the Bloodlust Championship was gonna be his. He returned the favor to by kicking her in the midsection now and lifts her up to hit a Fireman’s Carry Neckbreaker! The pain from the earlier Snap German Suplex returned and it was written all over Ashlyn’s face! The fans booed while Vialpando just laughed at her pain. He looks around to the fans who booed him and yelled out, “THIS IS UPPER ECHELON’S WORLD AND YOU ALL ARE JUST LIVING IN IT”. The surely pissed the fans off. If they weren’t booing Emilio already they were now. He chuckled and went for the pin while Capone was seen clapping in approval. ONE T--KICKOUT!!! Miraculously, De Luca was able to kick out through the pain. ✦BRIAN MASON: She’s gonna give up that easy! Ashlyn is as tough as the best of em. ✦JACK WARREN: Does she want a cookie? Or do you for being captain obvious over here? ✦BRIAN MASON: Captain Obvious? ✦JACK WARREN: Yeah pea brain. She’s the HKW Bloodlust Champion, you’d have to be tough as hell just to take a sniff of that belt! Emilio looks up to the referee a bit annoyed before he looks down at De Luca. He grunts as he begins to deliver some mounted punches before the referee pulls him off of her and gives her a warning. Emilio simply laughs it off and walks pass the referee. Ashlyn was starting to get up right when she seen Emilio making his way back towards her. She had to think fast and once Emilio reached down for her, she pulled him down going for a quick roll up pin. ONE T---KICKOUT!!! Emilio got up to his feet surprised while Ashlyn was right there with her. The two traded punches and then went through a sequence of reversals. By the end of the sequence the two got a standing ovation from the crowd. Ashlyn gives a small smile to Emilio trying to lighten the mood a bit but Emilio does not return the favor reminding her that they are not friends. That smile of hers quickly fades back away as they go back to tangling up in the middle of the ring. Emilio gets the upperhand but Ashlyn was able to slip through and deliver a European Uppercut that causes him to stumble back into the ropes. The Bloodlust Champion sprints over in attempt to follow this up with a Running Elbow Strike but no! Emilio quickly gets the hell out of dodge as he jumps out of the ring and wags his finger to her. The fans boo him but those boos soon turn to cheers as Ashlyn leaps off the ropes and hits a Springboard Double Knees to Emilio as he turned around! The fans popped as Ashlyn was getting them hype at ringside. She then looks over to see Emilio was picking himself up with the assistance of the steel steps. She shakes her head and calls out to him talking this but she soon stops as she sees Tony Capone making his way around the ring. She now directs her harsh words to him but he ignores her letting her focus as much as she can on him until Emilio is able to recover as much as possible. The plan worked as Emilio grabbed Ashlyn by her hair and yanked back hard driving the back of her skull into the steel steps! The crowd boos as Emilio just waves them off and begins to stomp down on Ashlyn as much as possible before he rolls back into the ring. Once back inside the ring he demands that the referee start to count her out. ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh I can’t believe this! What a cheap shot by Emilio thanks to that creep Capone! ✦JACK WARREN: The hell are you talking about, Mase! Capone was just trying to check on his client and Ashlyn got in the way of that! It’s not his fault that she was distracted! ✦BRIAN MASON: Yeah sure it wasn’t. Just like it wasn’t your fault you ate my PBNJ?! ✦JACK WARREN: IT WASN’T?! It didn’t have a name on it so it didn’t have an owner! ✦BRIAN MASON: My name was on the bag you -- ✦JACK WARREN: Man. ✦BRIAN MASON: What? ✦JACK WARREN: C’MON REF MY GRANDMA CAN WALK FASTER THAN YOU COUNT?! As the referee made the count out Emilio was leaning back in a corner talking with Capone. He felt as if he had the match won thanks to that sneak attack. Ashlyn on the outside of the ring started to stir by the time the referee got to five. With the fans’ support she started to pull herself up slowly using the ring apron. Both Capone and Emilio look over in shock to see her getting back up. Emilio looked to be annoyed but Tony reminded him to stay calm, he still had this. Instead of going right at her to knock her off her stride of getting back in the ring he crouched down and began to slither around the ring until she got back into the ring. Emilio made sure to stay out of her sight until he got behind her. Once he seen his opening, Emilio went under her legs and lifted her up onto his shoulders into a Electric Chair position. It was obvious that Emilio was looking to hit Croyt's Wrath and Ashlyn knew was much. She began to rain down some punches on top of Emilio’s head in an attempt to stop him from hitting such a maneuver especially after suffering such a hard Snap German Suplex earlier in the match up. The Bloodlust Champion then flipped over and drives Emilio’s skull into the canvas hitting a Frankensteiner! ✦JACK WARREN: GODDAMNIT?! ✦BRIAN MASON: That’s the opening in this match up Ashlyn needs! She’s one step away from keeping Emilio away from her championship! ✦JACK WARREN: C’mon Emilio! C’mon! Don’t let this happen?! Tony Capone was outside the ring pounding on the mat trying to get Emilio to stir. He was but not fast enough to dodge the oncoming Shining Wizard that dropped him. Ashlyn looks around to the fans as they cheer her on and she looks back down at Emilio again shooting off her finger guns to him with the fans in the crowd doing the same. She then picks up Emilio’s legs and locks in her Sharpshooter signature submission maneuver, Chaos Theory! Emilio cries out in pain the moment the submission was locked in. The pain as running through his legs and back as she applied more pressure. Now she was the one demanding for Emilio to kick out. No! He wouldn’t dare to tap out to her! He wanted that championship opportunity and he wasn’t just gonna let it slip out of his finger tips! Emilio began to crawl his way to the ropes in hopes to break the hold but no! Ashlyn drags him back into the center of the ring and lifts his legs higher causing his back to bend some more. Capone couldn’t take it anymore, he hopped onto the ring apron where Ashlyn was facing and called out to her getting her attention. When that didn’t work he revealed he was holding her Bloodlust Championship behind his back. This now made the champion let go and go after Capone. While she was busy being baited by Capone, Ashlyn didn’t notice that Emilio was starting to get back up to his feet slowly. Satisfied with his work, Capone smirked as he looked up at Ashlyn before she was brought down with the Zig Zag! ✦JACK WARREN: YES! YES! YES! Bloodlust Champion here UE comes! ✦BRIAN MASON: AGAIN WITH THIS PESKY SON OF A BITCH INTERFERING IN THIS MATCH?! ✦JACK WARREN: SHUT THE HELL UP, MASE! YOU SHOULD BE THANKING CAPONE! ✦BRIAN MASON: I DON’T HAVE TO THANK THAT NO GOOD SON OF A BITCH FOR NOTHING DAMNIT! Emilio slowly began to stir favoring his legs some as he did so. He looked down at Ashlyn and smirked as he seen her down. He then crouched down and waved her on to get back up to his feet as he was ready to end this match once and for all. Before he could the lights abruptly went out in the building. ✦JACK WARREN: What in the world? When the lights come back on, the referee has vanished entirely, and standing in the middle of the ring and behind Emilio is “The Blazin’ One” Flame! ✦BRIAN MASON: OH MY GOD?! FLAME IS HERE?! FLAME IS HERE?! The arena erupted in cheers as Flame stood there in all black starring at Emilio. Emilio was frozen scared and didn’t want to turn around. Capone was heard shouting at Emilio for him to get the hell out of the ring but he couldn’t move! Emilio slowly began to turn around and his eyes grew big once he seen Flame actually standing there across from him. Flame wastes no time kicking him in the midsection doubling the former Global Champion over. Flame then spins around hooking both his arms with Emilio’s before spinning him around and lifting him up only to then hit his Vertebreaker finishing maneuver, Pyro Breaker! ✦BRIAN MASON: Jesus! ✦JACK WARREN: No, idiot, it’s… THE PYRO BREAKER! The roar inside the Monterrey Arena is deafening… but just as quickly as Flame begins to admire his handiwork, the lights go out again, plunging the Mexican venue into darkness. Many in the audience voice their impatience but the lights fade back to normal within a few seconds, with Flame out of sight-- not a trace left behind other than Vialpando lying in a heap in the center of the ring. The referee is back in the ring, however, going on with business as usual as if nothing had happened! Capone looks on from the outside in utter dismay while Ashlyn begins to stir, grabbing the bottom rope with one hand, reaching up to the middle with her other. ✦BRIAN MASON: I don’t even have words for what is going on! The ref is back, and doesn’t even seem to notice he went missing. Flame is gone, and Capone is about to lose his damn mind… ✦JACK WARREN: And, might I add, RIGHTFULLY SO! GET UP, EM! The audience remains at a fever pitch as Ashlyn staggers to her feet, falling against the turnbuckles before looking down at Emilio Vialpando. Ashlyn looks around, mumbling something under her breath before a smile crosses her face… and she laughs at the downed El Serpiente. She points to him while screaming ”this is what happens when you act like a piece of shit in real life”, kicking the bottom rope, missing Capone’s hand by millimeters. She turns to Emilio, shouting down into his face ”I HOPE THAT HURT!” before stooping down and grabbing him around his neck and jaw, trying to force him upright, heard saying ”...and I hope this does too.” ✦JACK WARREN: She’s about to take advantage! Ashlyn forces the near-lifeless Emilio up to his knees and signals for the end, placing her middle and index finger against Emilio’s temple in the style of a gun-- but suddenly a pyro explodes from the tops of the turnbuckles! The audience erupts again and as the flames die, the lights in the arena go black once more. ✦BRIAN MASON: Not again! They flash back on in an instant, with Flame this time staring down the Bloodlust Champion in plain view of the referee! Ashlyn doesn’t let go of Emilio, but looks toward Flame with confusion-- as if she can’t truly believe what she’s seeing. ✦JACK WARREN: What are you, a deer in headlights?! ✦BRIAN MASON: The champion is frozen! The two share the odd gaze for a moment before Flame rushes forward, crashing full-force into both Ashlyn and Emilio! The already motionless Emilio crashes to the mat while Ashlyn falls violently, being stepped on by Flame as he staggers over the bodies. Flame turns and seamlessly transitions into a boot to Ashlyn’s gut as well, pulling her into the Vertebreaker-- and dropping her on the back of her neck right next to Vialpando! ✦JACK WARREN: Gahhhddammmnn! Another Pyro Breaker! ✦BRIAN MASON: He just dropped Emilio on his head, used himself as a missile on both the competitors in the ring, then did the same to Ashlyn. The official has no choice but to call this one! Boos resonate throughout the arena as the bell sounds. Flame stares down at the two fallen via his very own hands then looks up to the direction of the commentary team. ✦JACK WARREN: Wait...Is he looking over here? Please tell me he’s not looking over here. ✦BRIAN MASON: I think he is. Flame now steps forward to the ropes and hops out of the ring. ✦JACK WARREN: NO PLEASE! DON’T COME OVER HERE! THE MAN ISN’T READY TO DIE?! Flame slowly walks over to the crew worker who was holding the HKW Bloodlust Championship and holds out his hand. The crew worker nervously hands over the belt with his hands shaking in the process. Flame calmly takes the belt and stares at it as he turns back over to the ring. He The former WCS World Crown Champion rolls back into the ring and stands up to his feet staring down at the championship belt with his long black hair draped over his face. ✦BRIAN MASON: My God… Flame whips his hair back and slowly lifts up the championship belt. As he does so pyro erupts from the ring post once more before the lights go out. Once they return Flame is once again nowhere to be seen but the Bloodlust Championship is seen laying across the bodies of both Ashlyn and Emilio. ✦BRIAN MASON: Flame has made his statement clear. Doesn’t matter who he has to go through. Whether it be Emilio or the champion Ashlyn. He’s gunning for the HKW Bloodlust Championship. And Jack? I don’t know if either of them will be able to stop him! ✦JACK WARREN: WILL YOU STOP SAYING HIS NAME!? HE MIGHT APPEAR AGAIN AND KILL US ALL?! The scene slowly fades away with the crowd cheering despite being in shock of the events that took place before them. WINNER: No Contest (18:53) |
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| Hard Knox Wrestling | Nov 6 2017, 12:03 AM Post #6 |
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The show cuts backstage, to where Eli Zayn is standing by. ✦ELI ZAYN: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time, the woman who’ll later tonight compete against Lyza Reyes for the ITV Championship: Annie Zellor! Eli says, gesturing off to one side as Annie leaps into shot and throws an arm up with the devil horns raised! A #grrface displayed proudly for the camera before she giggles behind a raised hand. Zellor is ready dressed in her ring attire, as well as an Anniemaniacs t-shirt. ✦ELI ZAYN: Nice to see you again, Annie. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Thanks, Eli. ✦ELI ZAYN: So last time we saw you in an HKW ring was the Golden Opportunity Rumble; a short stint, but you did manage to eliminate Aries Armadaist– A wide smile on Annie’s face as she nods, enjoying the memories of eliminating Aries from the rumble match. ✦ELI ZAYN: –before being eliminated yourself by Elijah Redmayne. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: And give the assist to Aries on that one. But if he wants to be grumpy ‘cause he got eliminated, and he wants to grab my ankle to help get me eliminated. And, like, powerbomb me onto the ring apron afterwards… She shakes her head, the smile fading from her face as Annie turns to Eli and says in the most solemn voice she can muster. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: …well that’s just Aries. ✦ELI ZAYN: So you’re not holding a grudge against the Underground North American Champion? ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Oh, he’s a total jerk and next time I see him I’m gonna kick his butt for what he did. He went outta his way to cost me that match and a possible shot at the HKW World Championship – that’s not something that just gets brushed aside! But when one door closes, another opens! ✦ELI ZAYN: That’s right. In the co-main event tonight you’ll be facing Lyza Reyes, a woman you beat a few months ago, but this time her ITV title will be on the line. Annie pumps her fist as the smile returns to her face. Even Eli looks excited for her – it’s Annie’s first shot at an HKW title since she beat Ava Adore for the No Limits title back in 2014, and she knows as much. Zellor exhales deeply, focusing herself on the task at hand. ✦ELI ZAYN: Are you ready for this? ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: As ready as I’m ever gonna be, Eli. And I’m not gonna lie, I know Lyza is a helluva wrestler. She’s a helluva champion – the best ITV champion that HKW has ever had! And I know she’s been on a roll since she won Crowned Royalty last year… Annie’s eyes widen briefly as she grinds her teeth. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: And that’s, like, that’s just a li’l bit intimidating. But ever since I came back to HKW I’ve been busting my butt in that ring. Taking on whoever they put in my way, and even if things haven’t always ended how I woulda liked – it’s just like you said – a few months ago I beat Lyza clean in the middle of that ring. So as intimidating as it for me to step into that ring with Lyza Reyes tonight? She pauses, exhaling deeply again as Annie looks towards Eli. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: She’s gotta know what I can do in that ring. And how much I want this, and that title she holds. So what I’m gonna do, Eli, I’m gonna put on my #grrface later tonight and I’m gonna head to that ring. With thousands of Anniemaniacs cheering me on home here in Monterrey, and millions more at home! And I’m gonna make sure Lyza Reyes knows what I’m about – when I beat the greatest ITV champion in HKW history…so far. With the sly dig snuck in, Annie pulls another #grrface, complete with the devil horns, before the show cuts back to ringside. The lights dim in the arena as the Knox Tron opens up to footage of an eerie fog lifting in an old rundown piano room somewhere. The keys of the piano play a nostalgic tune as the eerie but somewhat soothing sound of a rhythmic hum from an unknown party joins in. The camera pans through the fog, taking glimpses of the worn wallpaper. and lingering blood splatters across the environment. Resting upon the person playing the piano the humming stops as he lifts their head which still gives no insight as to who the party is due to a black veil draped over their head. The unknown party drops their hands upon the keys of the piano giving that annoying sound as if someone had fully hit the wrong note, and stopped playing abruptly. Raising their hands and closing the piano the camera takes notice of their attire. Long, black, Victorian era, velvet gloves along with a ripped, worn and stained matching Victorian style dress. The body structure is the only thing that leaks the visualization that it is not that of a woman, but still the party speaks in a more feminine tone as they address HKW. ✦UNKNOWN: He has thought about transition. My darling was contemplating on branching out, but never once had he looked toward the path of Hard Knox Wrestling... Kind of crazy when think about it, considering Hard Knox is a fitting environment for a man who has been put through hell, spilled more blood than most, taking more risks than many, and has lived a more unique lifestyle than anybody who has ever stepped foot in pro-wrestling..." The person lifts the veil to reveal themselves to be Johnny Evil gaining a big reaction from the wrestling audience who have followed and knew him from his other endeavors in the sport. Swinging his head back, causing his sweat-filled, golden locks to swing out of his face, the camera now zooms in upon the bleeding mascara teardrops running down his cheeks and the dark lipstick, in which wasn't well placed upon his lips. It is obvious this is the second personality of his Dissociative Identity Disorder, his dead fiancee Dahlia Black. ✦JOHNNY EVIL: For everybody on the Defiance roster, something wicked this way comes. You all will pray to whatever God you believe in for perseverance, or conjure whatever demons lie inside you for the strength to endure... but nothing can prepare you for what's next. The fog begins to lift, growing heavier and heavier, almost making it impossible to see. The already dim lighting begins to flicker and surge as the bulbs blow causing a vicious onslaught of glass popping and shattering to ring through the speakers leaving the scene in nothing but complete fog and darkness. The few candles that were lit around the room, begin to die causing the flame upon them to get lower and lower before extinguishing. Finally a playful laugh breaks through Johnny's vocals, echoing the dark and spacious room, which is followed by a whisper... ✦JOHNNY EVIL: The American Horror Story is here! The footage then cuts to static as the HKW camera then return back to ringside... ![]() ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall! The camera moves away from the beautiful Whisper Viperi and focuses in on the team of The Weedman and Money-Star. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing first... at a combined weight of four hundred and fifty-two pounds! The team of Money-Star and THE WEEEEEEEEEEDMAAAAAAN! The crowd pops for The Weedman, but no one seems to care about Money-Star. Money-Star steps in front of The Weedman in an attempt to steal his shine, but The Weedman pushes him out of the way and throws his arms up in the air after a "smoking a blunt gesture." ✦WHISPER VIPERI: And their opponents... On the ground Don't move, make a sound No more No control You do what you're told 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 of approval, at which point they begin their walk towards the ring ✦WHISPER VIPERI: At a combined weight of 248lbs, they are the team of Erin Mariani and Sara Mason...they are SILK & CYANIDE 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 pure 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. ✦ MATCH FIVE ✦ TAG TEAM MATCH The Weedman and Money-Star vs. Silk and Cyanide Once the bell rings Money-Star claps his hands a few times as he looks to rally the crowd behind him, while Mariani looks on with an expression upon her face that combines mild bemusement and outright disdain, an expression which doesn't change when she walks towards the centre of the ring and locks up with Money-Star, quickly taking him down with an arm drag followed by a second arm drag when he pops back to his feet, and the next time Money-Star gets to his feet Mariani meets him with a knee to the midsection before she grabs hold of him and quickly connects with a backdrop suplex, maintaining the hold as she bridges upon impact ONE TWO... As soon as Money-Star just barely gets the shoulder up, Mariani gets to her feet and grabs hold of his singlet to pull him off the mat before grabbing a handful of hair to get him to his feet, and once she has Money-Star upright Mariani looks for an Irish whip - but Money-Star reverses... ...only for Mariani to immediately respond with a baseball slide, rocketing back to her feet and immediately looks to hit Lilith's Kiss on her opponent, only for Money-Star to dodge out of the way and quickly scurry across the mat to tag in The Weedman, as Mariani finds Money-Star's retreat to be somewhat amusing ✦BRIAN MASON: Money-Star was quick to tag his partner into this match, knowing he was inches away from this match ending early. The Weedman charges into the match with a head of steam, knocking Mariani down with a shoulder block as soon as he sets foot in the ring, and as Mariani gets back to her feet he looks to run the ropes - only to be distracted by Sara Mason waiting for him as he approaches the ropes, and as he turns around Mariani meets him with a running dropkick to the knee that causes him to drop to a knee, and once he's kneeling Mariani places a couple of fingers beneath his chin to make sure he;s looking at her as she looks down upon him with a malicious smile on her face, at which point she grabs him in a front facelock as she prepares to hit Subjugation ✦BRIAN MASON: Erin Mariani is determined to make quick work of her opponents tonight. ✦JACK WARREN: I doubt either of them would last two minutes if she got their hands on them. ✦BRIAN MASON: ...please tell me you're talking about a wrestling match. Just before Mariani can pull the trigger on Subjugation, The Weedman throws an elbow into Mariani's midsection, followed by another to loosen her grip - so Mariani responds by hitting a knee to silence his resistance, at which point she cinches in the front facelock once more and starts to tee off with a series of knee-lifts to The Weedman's unprotected face, finally hitting one directly to the temple that knocks him onto his ass. With her opponent knocked loopy, Mariani grabs hold of his t-shirt and drags him across the canvas and dumps him in a seated position in Silk & Cyanide's corner, tagging in Sara Mason as she places a foot across The Weedman's throat, which causes the referee to start a count ONE TWO THREE FOUR... ...at which point Mariani releases her grip, but only so she can hip toss and onrushing Mason so she flattens The Weedman with a cannonball senton. ✦JACK WARREN: Sweet baby Jesus! With The Weedman slumping to the canvas, Mariani beckons Mason toward her and leans in to make a suggestion, a suggestion which Mason seems to enjoy hearing, at which point she picks The Weedman off the canvas and uses the ropes to hold him up, and once he's secured she tears his t-shirt open before tagging Mariani back into the ring, and once Mariani is back in the ring Mason steps onto the apron and holds The Weedman in place with a rope-hung crucifix as Mariani rakes her fingernails along The Weedman's exposed flesh, causing him to scream in pain, and once Mason releases her grip Mariani snapmares The Weedman to the canvas and kicks him HARD in the spine before she rakes his eyes, and as The Weedman recoils to the canvas she drops a knee onto the bridge of his nose ✦BRIAN MASON: If I didn't know any better, I'd think Silk & Cyanide were encouraging each other to inflict more and more pain on their opponents. ✦JACK WARREN: And I love it! Mariani tags Mason back into the match and she steps into the ring, motioning for a moonsault splash - but as soon as the crowd's anticipation is piqued instead she just hits a back kick to the side of The Weedman's head, even taking the time to shake her head in the crowd's direction as her opponent clutches his head on the canvas ✦BRIAN MASON: Silk & Cyanide are just toying with their opponents at this point. ✦JACK WARREN: And I... ✦BRIAN MASON: We get it, you love it. Pulling her opponent off the mat by the back of his shredded t-shirt, Mason grabs The Weedman in a headlock and hits a couple of punches to the head to make sure he's feeling compliant, at which point she runs across the ring and dives through the ropes, snapping The Weedman's throat against the middle rope with Lorelei and landing on her feet at ringside - and once she's at ringside she locks eyes on Jack Warren and approaches the announce table, lifting herself onto the table as she casts a wide-eyed glare in Warren's direction for a few seconds, only breaking away when she hears the referee's count reaching seven ✦BRIAN MASON: Something tells me that Sara Mason didn't like some of the things my broadcast colleague said about her at War Ready. What do you think Jack? ✦JACK WARREN: ...shut up. Once she's back inside the ring, Mason watches patiently as The Weedman groggily gets back to his feet, and as he manages to stand up once more she hurtles across the ring and takes him down with a Lou Thesz press followed with a series of headbutts to him as he's grounded, and once Mason is finished she takes a second to wipe the blood from The Weedman's busted nose from her forehead before she drags him across the canvas towards his own corner where she dumps him like a sack of garbage at Money-Star's feet, demanding Money-Star tag himself into the match ✦JACK WARREN: It looks like Sara Mason wants a new toy to play with, because the one she was using just got broken. Money-Star reluctantly tags himself into the match and warily makes his way inside the ring where Mason waits for him, and as he realises there's nothing else for it he charges forward to make a defiant last stand...only for Mason to take him down with a drop toehold and quickly follow that up with a running legdrop across the back of Money-Star's head ✦BRIAN MASON: You can't fault Money-Star for effort... ✦JACK WARREN: ...but you sure as hell can fault his execution. Mason walks over the downed Money-Star as she makes her way to her corner and tags Mariani back in, Silk & Cyanide whip Money-Star to the ropes at connect with Heaven Bound, and without a second's hesitation Mariani gets back to her feet and drags Money-Star off the canvas and plants him to the canvas with Subjugation ONE TWO THREE... ...only for Mariani to pull Money-Star back off the canvas at the last possible moment. ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh no... ✦JACK WARREN: OH YES! Grabbing hold of Money-Star's singlet, Mariani drags him towards Silk & Cyanide's corner and shoves him face-first into the buckles, trampling him as she uses his back to climb up the turnbuckles before she drives him face-first into the buckles with Morning Spider Despair, tagging in Sara Mason once more before she's even released her grip on Money-Star. Once Mason is inside the ring Mariani releases her grip and backs up a couple of paces and drops to a knee, at which point Sara Mason drives Money-Star face-first onto the knee as they connect with Vow. As Money-Star lays prone on the canvas, Mason shows no mercy as she climbs the turnbuckles and takes aim, connecting with a flying elbow drop to Money-Star's back - but rather than cry out in pain or even grimace at the impact, Money-Star merely spread-eagles on the canvas ✦BRIAN MASON: This is becoming uncomfortable to watch. They're just butchering their opponents. Knowing full well that Money-Star is dead weight, Mason crosses the ring and begins goading The Weedman to get back in the ring so she can finish what she started. Rather than think better of it and leave well alone, The Weedman tries to step through the ropes, only to be met with a straight punch to the side of the head the second his head is through the ropes, and once he's stunned Mason connects with Aphrodite’s Sweet Dreams that leaves him hanging in the ropes until Mason unceremoniously kicks him to the arena floor ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh come on! This is too much. Looking at the destruction around the ring, Mason tags Mariani in one final time as they decide to put Money-Star out of his misery as the pair scrape him off the canvas and each grab hold of an arm, raising him high into the air before they drive him face-first into the canvas with Haute Tension. After using a foot to roll Money-Star onto his back, Mariani reclines upon what remains of Money-Star as the referee mercifully ends the match. ONE TWO THREE DING! DING!! DING!!! "BBB" begins to pulse through the speakers as Mariani rolls off her opponent and back to her feet as Mason gets in the ring - but instead of celebrating their victory, the pair pick Money-Star off the canvas once more and hurl him out of the ring to the arena floor with a double hip toss ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh come on, what more are you going to put this kid through? With the ring cleared of any potential distractions, Mason demands that Whisper Viperi hand over her ring mic, and when the microphone is offered she snatches it out of Whisper's hand and passes it to Mariani At first Mariani doesn't say a word, preferring to fill the arena with the sound of her chuckling in amusement as she formulates the words in her mind, and only when she's ready does she speak ✦ERIN MARIANI: I am sure that you all thought you had finally got the happy ending you were hoping for all along, seeing your favourite team claim the titles they had been acting like a pair of spoiled children over. Slightly raising an eyebrow, Mariani continues ✦ERIN MARIANI: No, I am not talking to a single one of you sitting in the crowd, I am talking to every single person backstage who devoted so much of their time and energy into hoping that the arrogant fool and his ignorant little helper would be lifting those titles. You all thought that things would become so much better the day that happened, but I am here to tell you that things are going to get so much worse. For all of you. Once more Mariani lets out an amused chuckle as the thoughts inside her head are forming into a clear image that only she can see, and as the ideas keep flowing into her mind she has a quick word with Mason before handing her the microphone ✦SARA MASON: Do not feel comfortable, because what you witnessed tonight, that was us having a little fun. It was a birthday party. But what we have in mind...these two might feel sorry for you. WINNERS: Silk and Cyanide via Pinfall (7:12) |
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| Hard Knox Wrestling | Nov 6 2017, 12:09 AM Post #7 |
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![]() “To Die For” by Concerto Moon blasts over the arena’s speaker system. The crowd immediately gets to their feet as Kenshin Takamura emerges from the entrance tunnel. As per the norm, the Japanese wrestler is pretty calm as he walks toward the ring, tagging a few fans’ hands on the way. The ovation is thunderous for the first HKW Global Champion as he enters the ring. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, the first-ever HKW Global Champion, KENSHIIIIIIIIIIIIIN TAKAAAAAMUUUUURRRAAAAAAAA!! ✦BRIAN MASON: Listen to this ovation! The first ever Global Champion is right here, on Defiance! ✦JACK WARREN: What the hell does he want!? Before leaving the ring, Whisper hands her microphone to Takamura. The former Hybrid Champion simply bows to the crowd. As he holds the bow, many people in the crowd who are standing bow back to him. By the time he finally rises and addresses the fans, everyone has quieted down. ✦KENSHIN TAKAMURA: Konichiwa. For those of you unfamiliar, I am Kenshin Takamura… The crowd is about to burst out in cheers, but Takamura continues talking right through the cheer that begins. ✦KENSHIN TAKAMURA: Many years have passed since I have stood before all of you in a Defiance ring. As if to punctuate that statement, Kenshin stands in the middle of the ring as if defying the world on the crowd’s behalf. The legendary Japanese grappler and striker walks toward the ropes where he rests a single hand upon the top rope. ✦KENSHIN TAKAMURA: But, here I stand. Can I still fight among the best? I feel I proved that on SubVersion in the most controversial of ways when I was the HKW Hybrid Champion, but this is Defiance, the flagship show of Hard Knox Wrestling. SubVersion was intent on signing me, but I had already left my mark on SubVersion. I was the very first Global Heavyweight Champion, and I defeated Lady Magdalena for the Hybrid Championship. When I was approached with a contract for each show, I already knew. I knew I had unfinished business. That unfinished business began in the Golden Opportunity Rumble. I knew then what I had to do which is why as I stand before you here and now… Kenshin backs away from the ropes and takes stance with his feet shoulder-width apart and proclaims two things. ✦KENSHIN TAKAMURA: I am Kenshin Takamura, and I am Defiance! As the former champion shouts this into the microphone, the crowd goes into a frenzy. TAKAMURA chants break out in the crowd when a familiar voice booms out from the speakers in the arena. ✦?????: TIME’S UP! Kenshin suddenly stops talking, turning to the entranceway where he sees none other than Christian Kane come strutting out onto the stage, his bodyguards Big Mike and Nyx in tow. He smirks at the crowd for a moment, soaking in the negative reaction before he peers down at his Golden Opportunity briefcase, chuckling to himself as he walks down the ramp. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: Why are you still here? Kane looks to Takamura, almost puzzled by his presence. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: I said time’s up. Now you’re standing in my ring. And I’m not gonna let you stand in my ring talking about ‘how this is where you have to be, blah blah blah, I am Defiance, blah blah blah’. Save it. Please. No one gives a f**k. ✦JACK WARREN: PREACH! ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh, be quiet. Christian lets Big Mike walk ahead of him, the big man climbing the steel steps before opening the ropes for Kane. The GO Briefcase holder makes his way up the steps, entering the ring, both Nyx and Big Mike following him in. Kenshin instinctively takes a step back, though not backing away fully as he stares at Christian with pure disdain. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: But, you know - I could’ve come out here and thrown my weight around, made an example out of you, but I won’t. I’m just the...welcoming committee, here to welcome you and let you in on a few home truths. Y’see, what you need to know is that...this is my show now. At War Ready, I made the general manager of this brand my personal bitch. He said the way to the title was through him, and I went through him. But I didn’t take his charity. I don’t need Romeo Price to get to the title, I did it myself. I entered the GO Rumble, and I won the GO Rumble - and now I’ve got the golden ticket. Henny leans towards the Ace of Aces, his voice shifting down a tone as Big Mike and Nyx watch on from behind. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: And if you don’t know what that means, I’ll explain it to you. It means that when I want the World Title...I’m going to take it. I’ve beaten Felicity Banks before one-on-one. I’ve beaten her challenger at Divine Supremacy one-on-one. But now you add in the element of surprise? You add in Big Mike and Nyx at my side? It’s not a question of if, it’s a question of when. He reverts back to a normal standing position, laughing quietly as he looks around the arena before honing back in on Kenshin. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: So considering the General Manager is my bitch, and considering I can take the title whenever the hell I damn well please - I think it’s pretty damn clear that I run this show. Keep that in mind, Takamura. You’ve got no more free passes...no more easy title runs. You’re on the THE brand now. Christian Kane flashes a smirk at the former Global and Hybrid Champion before he turns, ready to exit the ring until Kenshin begins to speak, halting the GO Briefcase holder. Keeping his back to Takamura, Christian turns his head slightly, almost offended that he’s being responded to. ✦KENSHIN TAKAMURA: You came out here to just yap and leave? Not a word of what you just said means anything. You won the Golden Opportunity Briefcase. Omedetou! As Kenshin reverts back to his native language he applauds Kane with the utmost sarcasm displayed on his face. ✦KENSHIN TAKAMURA: Should we just start calling you the greatest of all time now? Christian Kane seems to like that idea as turns to face Kenshin, nodding in agreement that people should, off-mic. Kenshin smirks as if having expected this. ✦KENSHIN TAKAMURA: As expected. You just want to take shortcuts. That is why you carry that briefcase with such smugness. You took shortcuts to get the briefcase. You do not truly want to be the best, Kane. All you require in life is looking like you are the best. And take it from a guy who has one of the best win-loss records in Hard Knox Wrestling, it takes a lot more than looking the part to become truly become an ace. Now, Takamura has Christian’s attention and the Canadian-Swede quickly raises the microphone to his lips, his nostrils flaring in anger. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: Shortcuts? Shortcuts!? I took number 40 in that Rumble because I EARNED number 40. You sit there on your high horse, acting like butter wouldn’t melt in your mouth, talking about your win loss record like it means a f**kin’ thing. What do you have, Takamura? You ain’t got shit on this brand. I’ve got a briefcase which basically guarantees me the World Title, you stupid f**k. You’re not on Subversion anymore. You’re swimming with sharks now, you arrogant piece of shit. He pauses for a second, his knuckles turning white as his grip on the microphone tightens. ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: You’re no different from the Kenshin Takamura that tucked tail and ran. When things don’t go your way, that’s exactly what you do - but not me. When I first came to this company things didn’t go so well for me. Twelve years in the business, I came in here and I was supposed to do big things but pay-per-view after pay-per-view I found myself on the losing end. It took me until after Destiny to figure things out. I could have ran like you. But I’m not a house cat masquerading as a tiger. But like I said, welcome to Defiance...pussycat. Kane backs away for a second, before shooting Nyx a look. She nods, and suddenly lunges forward at Kenshin, who was seemingly ready for it, parrying her strike and pushing her away. In his defensive move however, he doesn’t account for Big Mike, who comes barreling at him, almost taking his head off with a lariat! With Takamura completely out of it on the canvas, the crowd begins to shower Christian Kane with boos as he leans back against the turnbuckle and watches on. He kicks himself forward, shaking his head as he leans over Kenshin for a moment, before squatting beside him - his tone now much calmer. ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh for...- we can’t have one good moment, one good moment without Christian Kane ruining it! This is deplorable, Jack. ✦JACK WARREN: You don’t offend Christian Kane and get away with it. What the hell was Takamura thinking!? ✦CHRISTIAN KANE: You see, Kenshin...I didn’t want to have to do that. I came out here to welcome you, and you had to act like the big hero you think you are. Such a man of honor. Soon enough you’re going to learn that...honor is just a weight that holds you down. Kane shakes his head again before getting up, tossing the microphone aside. As Takamura is stirring, Kane looks over to Big Mike and orders him to ‘get him up’ as he backs into the corner, raising his briefcase. Big Mike grips Kenshin by the hair, dragging him up to his feet before holding him up still. Just as Takamura begins to come to and recognises the danger he’s in, Christian Kane speeds forward, driving the corner of the briefcase into Kenshin Takamura’s skull, rendering Defiance’s latest signing completely unconscious! Kane slaps Big Mike on the chest, telling him he did a good job as he laughs down at the Tokyo Tiger. ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh my God. Kenshin is out-cold. That was completely uncalled for! Makes me sick to my stomach. ✦JACK WARREN: Uncalled for? Christian Kane is sending a message, Brian! He’s running the show now, and he just let Kenshin Takamura know about it! With the boos louder than ever now, Christian’s mouth grows into a wide grin, the GO Briefcase holder raising his briefcase high above his head, soaking in the atmosphere before he spits down on Takamura. Big Mike now moves over to the ropes, opening them up for Kane, who accepts the invitation to exit the ring. He begins to make his way back up the ramp, his bodyguards in tow once more as he tells anyone in earshot that ‘this is my show!’ before the cameras go elsewhere. ![]() The camera cuts backstage, showing Eli Zayn standing right next to Kai’s locker room. Zayn made sure to stay out of the way of the door, remembering a conversation he’d had with Subversion’s Tiffany Jay involving nearly being crushed by one after a rage out from “The Silent Warrior. There were a few muffled sounds coming from inside, but Zayn chose to ignore them as he went on to speak. ✦ELI ZAYN: Ladies and Gentlemen it’s been a great night of action so far on Defiance - Zayn is cut off by a loud banging sound coming from inside, causing him to jump and nearly drop his mic. He turns and stares at the door for a good long minute, before uneasily looking back at the camera. ✦ELI ZAYN: Uuuuuuh anyway, I’m going to try and get a word with Kai following that rather… incisive remarks from our World Champion - BANG! Kai’s door flies open and slams into the wall as he storms out. His lips are pursed into a razor thin line and eyes contain barely restrained fury as they land on Zayn. ✦KAI: Where is it? ✦ELI ZAYN: Wh-where’s wha-? This was the wrong answer for Eli as Kai snarls, then all but lifts Zayn off of the ground by the collar. Zayn tries to shrink away from Kai, but can do very little to actually get away from the incensed “Silent Warrior” due to the tight grip Kai’s keeping on him. ✦ELI ZAYN: Where’s what!? Kai backed Zayn into the wall behind him with a murderous glare. ✦KAI: My Briefcase. Where is it? Zayn let out a choked yelp as Kai’s hands slowly traveled up to his throat. ✦ELI ZAYN: I don’t knoooooooow!!! With a growl, Kai drops Eli and allows the interviewer to scamper away as he stalks down the hallway. Ring Technicians and crew members alike give him a wide breadth of space as Kai searches several rooms, looking for his Golden Opportunity Briefcase. With each empty room, Kai’s expression grew more angry and a tinge of desperation slipped into his eyes. Turning down a hallway, Kai freezes as he sees someone darting out of a locker room down the hall and around the corner. He could make out a Black Jumpsuit, similar to the one Felicity Banks wore earlier... ✦KAI: Banks... Kai’s eyes narrow and an unearthly hiss leaves his body before he storms down the hallway and kicks the door open. He’ll deal with her when the time came. The locker room itself is trashed, but that isn’t what draws his attention. Sitting all alone in the middle of the aftermath, seemingly untouched, was his Golden Opportunity Briefcase. Kai walks inside and goes to pick it up before opening it, but stops short as he notices something out of place. Kai picks up the Briefcase and brings it up into the light, before letting out a small growl. Spray painted in gold lettering across the image of his face on the side of the Briefcase were two simple letters. Two letters that let him know exactly who had stolen it in the first place, and the message that they were trying to send: U. E. ![]() ✦WHISPER VIPERI: The following match is scheduled for one fall! The instrumental version of “Rusty Halo” by The Script hits, and the usual wait goes on. The crowd cheers in anticipation until Ace makes his way onto the stage. He presents the Tuck t-shirt, which makes a certain section of the crowd explode. The general reaction brings a grin out of Ace, who starts down the ramp. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing first…from London, England…weighing in at 220 pounds…ACE WATSOOOOOOON! ✦JACK WARREN: I know I say this a lot when it comes to Artemis matches, but THERE’S A DEAD BITCH WALKING! ✦BRIAN MASON: Ace Watson is very much alive, and he has the full capabilities of a champion. He had a successful reign in VoW before its doors closed. Here in HKW, he had to find his footing truly. He has finally put the Pretty Committee to rest, and now he faces his biggest challenge here yet. Let’s see how he fares. ✦JACK WARREN: As I said, he’s going to [censored] die. Ace’s focus stays mostly on the ring, but he does put out his hands for the people wanting high fives. It’s not long before he reaches the ring steps, where he takes a moment to finally look at the crowd, where he gives them an amused look. He then ascends the ring steps and stands on the ring apron. Wiping his boots off, he points out to the ground and hits the ring. Ace circles around, spotting all the people cheering for him. He nods affirmatively and throws up his arms, saying inaudible things to the audience. When he concludes, he preps for the match at hand. Darkness falls over the entire arena, only broken by the miniscule twinkles of camera flashes in the crowd. A threatening violin floods the airwaves, with smoke collecting on the stage. As another section of the orchestral livens up, a sudden spotlight blasts onto the stage with a jet of pyro flying high up into the air. As it does, the Orchestra of Justice truly comes into its beautiful existence. On the stage, Artemis Kaiser appears, donning a new set of entrance apparel. Embroidered with many shimmering designs, Artemis’s military trench coat lightly moves as she rises onto the stage with her arms out spread. Bearing fangs fashioned onto a facemask and her eyes hidden behind shining red shades, Artemis steps down from the platform and into the smoke. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Making her way down to the ring...weighing in at 135 pounds...fighting out of Mount Pearl, Newfoundland, Canada...she is the LAST EMPRESS, ARTEMIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSS KAAAAAAAAAAAAISEEEEEEEEER! ✦JACK WARREN: Artemis looks like she’s ready to take over the world finally. ✦BRIAN MASON: Finally? Well, Artemis’s personality shows clear political leanings, as she would still make a better president than our current one. She’s maniacal, but she’s clever as they come. Ace Watson has a tough road ahead of her. ✦JACK WARREN: She got number six on that Most Desirable List. Everyone’s shook by her, except ADL’s fine ass. BTW, I heard that they fucked in a White Castle. ✦BRIAN MASON: Rumors aside, Artemis has always left a path of destruction in her wake since coming to HKW. With several careers crushed, Artemis knows what level of violence she’s capable of reaching. If she underestimates Ace, she’s in for a long night. Ace’s an underrated talent here in HKW with three years of experience over the former Bloodlust Champion. He’s a man who has made a name for himself off exceeding expectations. Artemis marches down to the ring with her arms behind her back, not breaking her forward gaze. As the call concludes, the shot shows Artemis revealing her face to the camera and the audience. She removes her glasses, tucking them in the breast pocket of the coat. When she raises her head, the red streak, her scowl, and her stern expression completes all she wishes to do in her entrance. She continues to the western side of the ring, scaling the apron to stand on. She unbuckles the different pieces of her coat and politely hands it off to the stagehand. Showing her finesse, Artemis dips over the top with a rope-assisted backflip. She lands on her feet, giving the audience another pensive glare. After which, she hits the mat again, rolling backward onto a knee. Her head rises to scan the audience as she remains in the dead center of everything, of her personal universe. The Last Empress rises off the mat, tugging on her black gloves. She pops each of her knuckles by pressing her index finger over them. After that and with her theme dying out, she turns her head to back to reality. She walks over to her corner, and gives the turnbuckle a brisk kick and stretches out. ✦ MATCH SIX ✦ SINGLES MATCH Ace Watson vs. Artemis Kaiser DING! DING! DING! Artemis steps around her section of the ring, pulling on the ropes. Watson doesn’t move from his position, slowly crouching. He squints at Artemis, watching her move forward. Her hand goes up to him, and she tells him empathetically to come on. A half-grin appears on her face as Ace doesn’t move yet, to which she shrugs. She goes to relax on her turnbuckle, lolling her tongue over her teeth. Ace claps his hands and gets to his feet, making his first movement towards the center of the ring. When Artemis gets closer, Ace drops to his knees, and puts up his fists. Artemis’s eyebrow twinges as she notices him putting up a guard and trying to waddle towards her. Artemis nods, knowing that what he’s getting at and returns to her corner. Ace gets up with a chuckle and tells her to come on. ✦BRIAN MASON: Ace’s making light of her height— ✦JACK WARREN: Yeah, he’s really going to die. Artemis, from the hard camera, shows a clear confusion in what Ace attempted. She asks the audience if he was really doing this. She turns around, and Ace is back on his feet, coming at her. Artemis bows out of the ring, avoiding a ZG Kick. Artemis comes back in the ring, dropping down to the mat to avoid a back kick. She trips Ace down with a drop toe hold, and rolls over his body. She stands over him, and promptly “kicks up some dirt” on him. Ace gets back to his feet, knowing that it was a trap to catch a mean kick himself. He wags his finger, “I saw that coming.” The former Bloodlust Champion doesn’t respond vocally, opting to try for a takedown. Ace, the clear bigger man, traps her, but she favors his left leg and lifts it up. Ace throws out a few punches, but Artemis ducks underneath them easily. She kicks the inside of his leg, and hits a clean Dragon Screw that brings him to the mat. She steps onto his back, pressing him down to the mat, but Ace shoves himself up with a push-up. Artemis dances back on her heels, coaxing Ace into throwing punches that fail to hit their target. One goes out too far, aimed downward; Artemis capitalizes by invading underneath his guard and scoring a mean gut punch. She leaves as quickly as she enters, forcing Ace to regroup fast. He goes on the defensive, seeing that Artemis was starting to establish the rhythm, reaffirming himself not to. Artemis encroaches on his safe zone, feinting a kick. She does several, but Ace only falls for the third one. Artemis drops her leg, and goes for another takedown. Ace captures her, and drives a knee into her, but she stuffs it with her arms up. It does enough of an impact to push her back. Ace goes lower than low and tries to sweep her leg out, but it’s awkward, making it easy for Artemis to counter by raising her shin up. The check doesn’t cause too much damage as Ace takes a good step back to reestablish some distance. He shakes his leg out, but he’s quick to reset his guard. ✦BRIAN MASON: Jack, it’s safe to say that Ace’s height advantage isn’t playing to his favor? Isn’t that a new one? ✦JACK WARREN: Not really. When I was facing that bitch Onyx, I had to swing a little lower. It doesn’t come up a lot because a lot of our men here can grapple it out. For Ace, he’s primarily a striker. Artemis’s not only a master in that field, probably our most dangerous, but she knows that the—what—seven-inch difference makes Ace readjust. ✦BRIAN MASON: What you’re saying is that Ace might have rely on something else? ✦JACK WARREN: Well, it’s too early to say. If Ace is this underrated talent, he’ll find a way to get control. You can see the dickweed trying to get the gears turning. He’s on limited time. Artemis’s a nightmare for people who must get warmed up. She’s like the Thing. ✦BRIAN MASON: I think that’s Stryker’s— ✦JACK WARREN: No, stupid, the monster. The one that bites people’s arms off. I hope Ace got a flamethrower. Ace offers a lock-up, but Artemis shakes her head “no”. Ace shrugs, and rolls his eyes. He advances on Artemis, throwing punches out that she avoids. She takes an in-step, and Ace suddenly goes behind her and hits a Half-Nelson Suplex that shocks the former champion. Artemis rolls back to her feet, holding her neck. Ace lights her up a forearm, an elbow, and a flurry of punches. He pulls her close in and drops her to the mat with an European Uppercut. He goes for the cover right after, to the pop of the audience. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Ace gets up, going right back to work. He picks his opponent up and whips her into the ropes. Artemis, still groggy from the flurry and suplex, comes back into his grip and gets thrown down with an Exploder Suplex. Ace holds the bridge, but before the referee can come to count, Ace flips backward. Using the clear strength advantage, he hits a rolling second Exploder Suplex, which catches the crowd off-guard. He gets a nice reaction, and he retains the bridge. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! ✦BRIAN MASON: That was clean! ✦JACK WARREN: Looks like Ace found that exploit early on. Got some style in there too. Maybe he’s not a total failure. Ace continues to control the match, hitting a suplex and a DDT. Seeing that Artemis is down for a moment, he points to the crowd and heads for the corner. As Artemis gets up, Ace rushes in, looking like he’s about to hit the ZG Kick, but he stops in front of Artemis, who is ready to evade. He cocks an eyebrow, and takes an incoming punch. Tracing it through into a hammerlock and hooking the leg, Ace goes for the Devil Lock DDT, but Artemis stuffs it. She stomps on his foot to get out of the leg hook, and spins out of the hammerlock with ease. Behind him, she kicks into the back of his knee, making him fall to the ground with a howl. Artemis takes off for the ropes, coming back at Ace. She leapfrogs over him and stops behind him. With a disappointed expression, she gives Ace a hard soccer kick to the spine. The sound echoes around the arena to the sharp reaction of the crowd. ✦JACK WARREN: Oh, ew, my back just had a chill. Ace’s back contorts around it, and that’s when Artemis bounces off the ropes and comes back with a Falcon Kick! ✦BRIAN MASON: I think I saw teeth fly! Artemis goes for the cover. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Ace hurries back to his feet by some force of will, shaking out the cobwebs. Artemis approaches him, as he retreats to the corner. She slaps him once across the face, which brings him back to his senses. Artemis winds up another one, but stops mid-way, laughing at Ace. “Look at your face, man,” she cackles, and Ace responds with a smack of his own. Artemis fires back with another, but Ace stands resolute. He gives her another hard one, followed by another. When Artemis stumbles back, Ace cries out to the fans, and rushes in for an Enziguri, but Artemis ducks underneath it. Ace collects himself quickly; Artemis doesn’t mind his recovery and captures his arm. ✦JACK WARREN: SECOND CRUSADE, BABY! Ace stuffs the attempt with a headbutt; Artemis reels back and slouches, but hangs onto the grip. Ace sees his chance and comes in with a punch, but Artemis breaks the hold and sweeps under it. She gets the wrist-lock again and comes in for— SECOND CRUSADE?! NO?! ✦BRIAN MASON: SHE DID NOT JUST— Artemis lays Ace Watson out with Owen Gonsalves’s Darkest Lariat, forcing him down to her level and to the mat with a loud reaction. Boos and cheers alike, yet Artemis simply gives a wink to the camera. Ace, recovering, cannot escape the straightjacket clutch. Artemis screams out one thing before she drives Ace to the mat. “FORCE CHAMP, BABY!” Artemis plants Ace with Carli Davis’s T-Up, which gets another mixed reaction. ✦JACK WARREN: Hit him with his best friend’s and his girlfriend’s moves! THE MAN LOVES IT! ✦BRIAN MASON: The blatant disrespect! The audacity! Artemis doesn’t respect this man at all! ✦JACK WARREN: And she’s about to put him away! Artemis waits for Ace to get up, fixing her elbow pad. With the signature pirouette, Artemis throws out the First Crusade, but Ace catches it with an open hand. The crowd starts to rev up again as Ace pries the elbow away. He easily scoops her up and drops her with the Legacy Road. He sprawls out, still delirious from the earlier onslaught, but he manages to get an arm over Artemis’s body. ONE! TWO! THREE! NO! KICKOUT! ✦BRIAN MASON: So close! So close! Ace, keep it up! You’re almost there! ✦JACK WARREN: Where did he even come from with that?! Ace, using the ropes, gets to his feet. Artemis, wearily starts to collect herself, makes it to her feet. She stumbles around, and turns to Ace. She throws a wild haymaker out, but he easily counters it. With the wrist-lock ready, he primes himself to nail Artemis with a Darkest Lariat of his own. However, he raises his hand high in the air. He brings it down and gives Artemis Kaiser a proud flip of the bird! ✦BRIAN MASON: Yeah, tell her, Ace! Give that bitch what she deserves! ✦JACK WARREN: That’s a bad move. As Ace tries to retract his finger, Artemis snaps to life. She grabs onto his middle finger, and gives it a hard snap. The camera was close enough to hear the audible cracking noise. Ace’s finger pales as he lets go of the hold. He holds his finger with a face contorted in pain. A small glimpse shows the audience in the arena and back at home… That his middle finger is bent gruesomely back. ✦BRIAN MASON: OH, OH MY GOD! ✦JACK WARREN: TOLD YOU, MASE! Ace stumbles back over to Artemis, who throws a First Crusade out. Ace ducks it! Artemis’ face shows her clear shock in his wherewithal to avoid the killing blow. She turns around with a frenzy on her face. She goes up to Ace and gives him a smack to the back of the head. “Bastard, you’re a failure! Stop fighting! Go down like a good dog!” Ace responds with a hard smack with his good hand. The split second allows him to capture Artemis and try for the Anglian Driver. He hits the spin, trying to drive her head into the mat, but Artemis gets out of it. She shoves her head out of the hold, and takes Ace in a reverse headlock. Just as fast as he found a way to hook her, Artemis drives her elbow into the back of his head! ✦BRIAN MASON: Damn… ✦JACK WARREN: THIRD CRUSADE! Long time since we’ve seen that one! Ace crumbles to the mat, lifeless. Artemis kicks his body over and presses her foot on his chest. She holds her mouth, feeling a trace of blood in there. The referee hits the mat. ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING!! DING!!! ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here’s your winner…ARTEMIS KAIIIIIIISEEEEEEEEEEER! Artemis kicks her foot off Ace and starts over to the other side of the ring. ✦BRIAN MASON: Artemis cannot leave here tonight saying that she didn’t get a fight. She said she was going to decimate him, but Ace put up one of the hardest fights of his life. There has to be some respect there. ✦JACK WARREN: Probably not. You saw the way she pinned him. That’s clearly—wait, she got a microphone. As the referee helps Ace to his feet, Artemis stops him from leaving. She holds a microphone to her lips, breathing heavily. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: Wait, Ace, wait. A beat, in order for her to catch her breath. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: There’s something you need to hear. Ace tells the referee that he can stand on his own. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: You remember a few months ago how I said there was something I couldn’t announce yet? Nodding, Ace seems to vaguely remember. Artemis nods back. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: As of this moment, I’m allowed to tell everyone in the world that Artemis Kaiser is… She looks around the arena, putting her arm up in the air. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: The hand-picked captain for Team Defiance! The Defiance loyal crowd erupts into hysterics as Artemis goes over to the ropes, using them as support. She points at Ace with a wry grin on her face. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: And the first person that I wanted to select would be someone that I handpicked and tested. Ace, tonight, you’ve proven that you’re worthy of being the first member on this team. She makes her way back to Ace, putting out her hand. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: Do you accept? Ace stands there, looking around the arena. He stares at his dislocated finger for a moment, and gives Artemis an incredulous look. He takes his time, looking back at the audience. Finally, he takes a long sigh and shakes Artemis’s hand. ✦ACE WATSON: I’ll be happy to. The crowd erupts as the two shakes on the matter. Ace leaves the ring, leaving Artemis the chance to celebrate her victory and her successful recruitment. ✦JACK WARREN: THAT DEMON IS THE CAPTAIN? OH, THAT’S A WRAP! I don’t care who Subversion gets! This is gonna be a repeat! REPEAT, I TELL YOU! ✦BRIAN MASON: This is big news! I wonder how the people over on the Blue Brand gonna respond to this! WINNER: Artemis Kaiser via pinfall (12:16) |
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| Hard Knox Wrestling | Nov 6 2017, 12:14 AM Post #8 |
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![]() The lights in the arena dim, as the opening chords of The Underachiever’s “Take Your Place” hit the arena speakers. The fans, who are initially unaware of what this signifies, boo loudly when the Knoxtron displays “THE TRIBE” in red lettering. When the bass in the song hits, red lighting flickers all over the arena. T-Money, Aidan Collins, and James Raven walk out together. All three men wear suits and come out holding microphones with smiles. They seem to ignore the initial booing, as if they couldn’t hear it over their theme music. They walk down the ramp like they are fan favorites, waving out towards the crowd and vibing to their music. When they get in the ring, T-Money waves his hand to signify that the music should be turned down. When it is turned down, the lights turn back on fully and he yells out to the audience. ✦T-MONEY: Monterrey! What is up!? The Tribe seem prepared to receive adulation from the audience, but instead they receive a largely negative reaction. A lot of fans boo the group for their debut, which was excessive in build-up and ended with the group starting a 3-on-2 attack on Tyberius King and Jackson Magnum. T-Money recognizes that the crowd is not behind the group. ✦T-MONEY: Aidan, check it out…I think these people are mad! The Malevolent Hate Razor bursts out in laughter and Aidan can’t help but smile himself. Raven seems a little taken aback from the reaction, as he has spent a large part of his career being adored by the fans. However, both Aidan and T seem pleased by the reception. ✦AIDAN COLLINS: Damn, T, I think you’re right… ✦T-MONEY: Well, I guess it’s too bad for them, because we have some stuff to go over. ✦AIDAN COLLINS: Absolutely. Hit them with the TRUTH, T… Aidan emphasizes the word ‘truth’, which is part of his life motto: “Truth Until Death”. T seems to relax a bit and addresses the audience. James Raven watches on intently, as though he is studying the Professor of Hate in front of him. ✦T-MONEY: Now, I can already tell that everyone thinks our debut at the Golden Opportunity Rumble was controversial… but that’s just what needed to happen. Our attack on Jackson Magnum and Tyberius King was a message that things are changing here in HKW and they’re changing quick. The Tribe is a group stacked with Hall of Famers and we’re not asking for anything… Nah. We’re just taking what we want! The fans boo loudly as Aidan steps forward. ✦AIDAN COLLINS: That’s what I like to hear, T… Frankly, most of the people in this federation—and especially the people on this show—are in for a rude awakening. If you’re listening to this right now and you don’t recognize that, you need to do your homework and understand who you’re dealing with. These men beside me are multiple time Hall of Famers, true effin’ Legends. ✦JAMES RAVEN: Thanks, Aidan… James chimes in for the first time, giving thanks to Aidan sarcastically. Aidan seems amused by Raven busting his balls. ✦AIDAN COLLINS: No problem, buddy… None of the people in this federation were giving you the respect you deserved when you announced that you were signing on. They had a FULL MONTH to study up on you and realize that you’re a premier talent. T and I jumping in alongside you was supposed to be a nice surprise…but I guess the fans are either too stupid to recognize true greatness. So instead of us leading HKW to greatness, I guess it’s just time to burn this bitch to the ground! ✦T-MONEY: Now we’re talking, bruh! ✦AIDAN COLLINS: Raven, how about you tell these losers what’s up? Aidan opens his arms, as though he is opening the floor for Raven. Raven seems a bit hesitant at first, almost unsure how to approach the raucous reception. He steps towards the audience dramatically. He starts to speak in a trembling tone. ✦JAMES RAVEN: My name is James Raven and I have something to confess… I HATE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU! The crowd responds with massive boos and jeering, while Aidan and T step forward and give James pats on the back for pissing off the audience. ✦JAMES RAVEN: Now, I’ve never really done things this way before…but it’s always good to try new things, right? A few fans screaming epithets seems to catch Raven’s attention. Raven walks towards the ropes and points down at them. ✦JAMES RAVEN: And really, what’s lost? Being cheered by pieces of crap like you? I think I’ll be okay… James walks back into the center of the ring, building momentum with his words. ✦JAMES RAVEN: This group was started by Aidan and myself ten years ago, completely dominating every person or group that we came across. The reason for that is simple. We are a group of men with a bond stronger than that provided by a family. This, in every sense, is a Tribe. I am ready to fight alongside these men. I am ready to die with these men. ✦AIDAN COLLINS: Sounding a little emo there, bud… Now it is Aidan who interrupts Raven, who smiles. ✦JAMES RAVEN: I’m serious, man! The locker room here is filled with snakes, so being to fight alongside you dudes makes me thankful… and, speaking of thankful, what up to Canadian Thanksgiving this week, am I right? It’s the best. ✦T-MONEY: Goddamn Canadians… Raven holds up his hands defensively towards T, asking him what’s wrong with Canadian Thanksgiving. Aidan steps forward to address the audience one final time. ✦AIDAN COLLINS: What happened to Jackson Magnum and Tyberius King was a message to the entire tag division here that The Tribe is playing for keeps. Beating up a pretty boy and Jewish leprechaun was the beginning of something beautiful…and I don’t-’t care if Jackson cries about it on social media, or if he has his ugly daughter come out to spite my name… Raven cringes a bit at the daughter line. While he enjoyed riling the crowd up, that was a bit too much for him. However, T Money nods on like he’s impressed. ✦AIDAN COLLINS: You see, it was my man right here, T Money, that taught me how to see the beauty in hate. The pure emotion in your round Mexican fans right now…my god, it’s something to treasure. Muy hermoso! Aidan speaking Spanish with an accent that butchers the words really angers the fans, who boo loudly again. T opens his arms wide to the fans. ✦T-MONEY: HATE US! When the booing dies down, Raven steps forward to wrap up the promo. ✦JAMES RAVEN: Hard Knox Wrestling is about to become a battlefield, so the boys and girls in the back better start preparing. There isn’t a single member of the roster that’s safe right now; especially when it comes to people that are trying to take on the world by themselves. This right here… James gestures towards Aidan and T. ✦JAMES RAVEN: This is a Tribe. And Tribes are forever… Now take us away with our theme music, monkeys in the production truck! “Take Your Place” hits the speakers again, as the three men drop their mics to the ground. They congratulate each other for a successful Defiance debut, as the cameras fade out… ![]() The scene fades backstage inside the trainers room where Emilio Vialpando is being checked on by Dr. Galloway after the surprise attack by Flame during his match with Ashlyn De Luca. Tony Capone is seen standing in the background. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Let me outta here. ✦DR. TOBY GALLOWAY: Emilio, you landed on your head pretty bad, you don’t need to go anywhere. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: I already said I’m fine, doc. Lemme out here. Emilio looks to Tony. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: I want to get my hands on that pinche puta, Tony. He’s not getting away with this! I don’t care who he is! Or how freaking scary he might be, I want his f**king head! ✦TONY CAPONE: I understand that Serpe. But right now just let the referee do his job. We still have time, don’t worry. Emilio groans displeased with this. The door flies open moments later and Jinzai comes in, a look of worry on his face. He walks over to Em’s side, nearly bowling the trainer out of the way in the process. ✦JINZAI: Hebi! Shit man, are you alright? Jinzai’s head whips towards the trainer he’d nearly ran over. ✦JINZAI: Yo, is he good? The trainer goes to speak, but Jinzai ignores him in favor of turning his attention back to Emilio. ✦JINZAI: Look, don’t worry about Flame, man. We’ll take care of him when the time comes. There’s nowhere on our roster where he can make a move without us knowing, right? Jin saw Emilio calming down a little as he tries calming him down. ✦JINZAI: Just… let these idiots patch you up and let him come to you, alright? We got other things to worry about. Emilio nods. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Alright...Alright fine. And Ashlyn? She had better not think this is over between us either. I’m taking what’s hers like she took what was rightfully ours. Emilio looks to the trainer. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Hurry it up doc. My night isn’t over just yet. Capone smirks at this as the scene soon fades away. ![]() ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is set for one fall and it is for the INTERBRAND TELEVISION CHAMPIOOOOOONSHIP! 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: Introducing first -- the challenger! 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. ✦BRIAN MASON: Annie has her #grrface in tact, and she appears ready for round two with the champ ✦JACK WARREN: She’s going to need a lot more than a #grrface to beat Lyza, Mase. It’s cute and all, but cute doesn’t win you titles around these parts. ✦BRIAN MASON: Cute?! It’s fierce! ✦JACK WARREN: ...right. 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. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: And her opponent! 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: Hailing from the Space Age! She is the current REIGNING and DEFENDING HKW ITV CHAMPION! LYYYYYYYZA REEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSS! 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. ✦JACK WARREN: KNOWLEDGE IS POWER! AND POWER IS KNOWLEDGE AND THEN YOU... DIVIDE AND CONQUER! I DEVOURED AND CONQUERED! ✦BRIAN MASON: What? ✦JACK WARREN: It’s the song, Mason. ✦BRIAN MASON: If it ain’t country, it’s raunchy. Haha! ✦JACK WARREN: You might be the lamest person on this planet. ✦BRIAN MASON: Anyway, Lyza’s held onto that ITV championship for quite awhile now. Can she solve the Zellor puzzle twice? We’re about to find out! ![]() ✦ MATCH SEVEN ✦ ITV CHAMPIONSHIP| SINGLES MATCH Annie Zellor vs. Lyza Reyes © DING! DING!! DING!!! Right after the opening bell, Zellor charges forward for a quick attack on Reyes, but Reyes sweeps Zellor’s legs out from underneath her and makes the quick pin! ONE! KICKOUT! Zellor scrambles to her feet and ducks a clothesline attempt from Reyes, immediately rolling the champion up with a school boy! ONE! T--KICKOUT Bot competitors scramble to their feet, but neither attack as they’re at a standstill. Reyes gives Zellor a unenthusiastic round of applause, Zellor nodding her head before she comes forward and locks up with Reyes in a collar and elbow tie up. Reyes manages to overpower Zellor, pushing her straight into the corner. The referee starts the five count, but Reyes breaks at two without delay and backs away. Seeming a bit frustrated, Zellor charges forward, the two competitors locking up in another collar and elbow tie up. ✦JACK WARREN: If they wanted to test each other's strength why not just make this thing an arm wrestling match. ✦BRIAN MASON: Relax, Jack. This is only the feeling out process. ✦JACK WARREN: Your logic annoys me, Mason. This time, Zellor manages to overpower Reyes and pushes her into the opposite corner, the referee stepping in to make the five count. Zellor breaks at four, but she clocks Reyes with an elbow shot that drops the champion! Reyes leans against the middle ropes, Zellor bouncing off the ropes and coming back to catch Lyza with her patented Rough N Tumble Tiger Feint Kick, but Lyza drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring before Annie can reach her! Lyza shakes off the cobwebs and looks to get back into the ring, but Annie leaps over the top rope and lands on Lyza with a vaulting body press! The crowd goes into a dueling chant, one side chanting for Annie and the other chanting for Lyza. Annie pulls Lyza up and tries to roll her into the ring, but Lyza elbows Annie in the midsection and follows it up with a DDT right to the floor! Reyes immediately mounts overtop of Zelor and begins pummeling away at her face with rights and lefts! ✦JACK WARREN: Think that elbow from Annie woke Lyza up. ✦BRIAN MASON: It must’ve. The break had her in snooze mode, but now Lyza’s beating the brakes off of Annie! After the six punch, Lyza pulls Annie up and rolls her into the ring. She ascends up to the top turnbuckle, patiently waiting for Zellor to get to her feet. Once Annie does, Lyza dives off and catches Annie with a big front dropkick! She wastes no time making the cover… ONE! TWO!! KICKOUT! Despite the kickout, Lyza stays aggressive. She pulls Annie up to her feet and pushes her into the nearest corner before she drives one, two, three FOUR knees into her midsection! Lyza sits Annie up on the top turnbuckle then climbs up with her, moving all the way to the top before she looks back. Lyza gestures for the referee to move out of the way, turns around and attempts a frankensteiner, but Annie catches her and delivers a monstrous sit-out powerbomb off the ropes! She holds Lyza in position and watches the referee slide in to make the count! ONE! TWO! THR---KICKOUT! ✦BRIAN MASON: Wow, that was close! ✦JACK WARREN: CLOSE ONLY MATTERS IN HORSESHOES, MASON...or something like that. Annie drags herself away from Lyza and pushes herself up to her feet. Lyza doesn’t move a muscle after the kickout, allowing Annie to climb up to the middle rope and drops on top of her with a body splash! Not stopping there, Annie moves up to the middle rope once more, this time she waits for the ITV champion to get to her feet. Lyza manages to do so, but once she does, Annie dives off the rope and connects with a knee strike straight to the back! Lyza drops, Annie crawling her way to make the cover! ONE! TWO! THR---KICKOUT! Annie slaps the mat out of frustration before she holds up three fingers toward the referee. The referee shows her two back which makes Annie turn her focus back to Lyza. She pulls her up to her feet and Irish whips her into the ropes, but on the bounce back Lyza catches Annie with a running hurricanrana! Annie scrambles up to her feet, but Lyza’s there once more with a second running hurricanrana! This time, it takes Annie a little bit longer to get up, but Lyza’s right there waiting for her with a kick to the gut. The ITV Champion grabs her challengers head and delivers and sitout facebuster! Instead of going for the pin, Lyza drags herself away from Annie and positions herself in the corner. Taking a second to stretch out her back, Lyza exits the ring and begins climbing up to the top rope. Annie starts to stir, but Lyza’s already on the top rope ready to strike! ✦BRIAN MASON: Could this be the Dreambodycatcher?! ✦JACK WARREN: If she hits it, Annie’s going to have nightmares! Hahaha. ✦BRIAN MASON: I didn’t think you could be that corny, Jack. ✦JACK WARREN: I’ve been sitting next to you for too long. The challenger finally makes it up to her feet and Lyza dives off for the crossbody… … but Annie drops to the mat causing Lyza to land hard! Lyza gets to her knees and clutches at her midsection. However, Annie’s right there to drive both of her knees straight into Lyza’s chest and face! Annie looks ready to make a cover but decides against it. Instead, she pulls the ITV champion up to her feet, spins her around and delivers a picture perfect reverse hurricanrana! This time, Zellor makes the pin! ONE! TWO!! THR--KICKOUT! Annie shakes the frustration out of her and pulls Lyza up to her feet once more. Zellor tries to Irish whip Reyes into the corner, but Lyza spins out of it and pulls Annie down for a small package pin! ONE! TWO!! THRE---NO! Zellor breaks out if just in time! Both competitors rush to their feet and punch one another square in the face! Neither backs off, but Lyza lunges forward and drops Annie to the mat with a headlock takedown! Annie quickly counters by wrapping her legs around Lyza’s throat, bring her down to the mat! Lyza manages to kip out of it and nearly heads Zellor with a boot straight to the face! The champion falls down on top of Zellor and makes another quick cover! ONE! TWO!! THRE---NO! ✦JACK WARREN: So many nearfalls already. ✦BRIAN MASON: Goes to show you how much Lyza wants to keep the ITV Championship and how much Annie wants to win it! Lyza shakes her head and takes a moment to catch a breather. Following that, she pulls Annie up to her feet and delivers a snap suplex. Lyza rolls back and mounts overtop of Annie before driving elbow after elbow straight to the challenger's face! Feeling like she has Annie groggy, Lyza lets up and begins backing away toward the ropes. She watches as Zellor groggily stands up and charges forward… … but Annie catches Lyza with a boot to the liver, then delivers a ferocious flipping piledriver! ✦JACK WARREN: WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?! ✦BRIAN MASON: ANNIE’S PULLING OUT ALL THE STOPS HERE TONIGHT! ✦JACK WARREN: SHE NEEDS TO PIN LYZA RIGHT NOW! I THINK SHE MIGHT’VE SNAPPED HER NECK! Zellor does exactly as Jack says, but isn’t able to hook the leg! ONE! TWO! THRRE--NO! Lyza somehow gets her shoulder up! The crowd starts applauding both ladies, but those cheers turn into boos abruptly once Underground North American champion, Aries Armadaist comes out to the top of the stage! ✦JACK WARREN: What’s this guy doing here? This isn’t an Evolve Network show! ✦BRIAN MASON: Your guess is as good as mine! Despite the kickout, Lyza’s still out cold while Zellor begins to stir. She doesn’t even notice Aries walking down the entrance ramp and begins to climb up to the top rope! Once she reaches the top, Annie looks up to make sure Lyza’s still down, but she finally sees Aries out the corner of her eye. She squints and asks him what he’s doing out there, but the temporary distraction allows Lyza to stand up, run toward the corner and deliver and standing frankensteiner to Zellor! The ITV Champion crawls toward Annie, hooks the leg and watches the referee make the count! ONE! TWO! THRRE--NO! Zellor gets the shoulder up! Lyza can’t believe her eyes as she stares at the referee and finally notices Aries Armadaist standing outside the ring. Aries simply gives her a round of applause and gestures for her to continue going at Annie. Lyza ignores the Underground wrestler and rolls underneath the ropes to get to the apron. She pulls herself up, grabs a hold of the ropes and attempts a Hilo -- but Annie gets her knees up! Lyza clutches at her back but manages to stand right up. However, Annie’s back to her feet and hits Lyza with a knife edge chop! Lyza reacts as if she’s been shot with a bazooka, but she comes back with a knife edge chop of her own! Lyza fires back with a leg kick, but Annie delivers a second knife edge chop! And a third! And a fourth! And a fifth! With Lyza back against the ropes, Annie delivers a couple stiff elbows to the champions face, pushes her down to the mat, and levels Lyza her with her patented Sparkle Princess Special 540 Kick! ✦JACK WARREN: WHAT A KICK! ✦BRIAN MASON: This one has to be over! Annie crawls toward Lyza, hooks the inside leg and makes the cover! ONE! TWO!! THRE---NO! Lyza stretches out her outside leg and gets it on the bottom rope before the three count! Annie runs her hands down her face, frustrated that she can’t seem to put the ITV champion away. She looks out at Aries Armadaist, a grin forming on her face as she pulls Lyza up to a vertical base. She wedges Lyza’s head in between her own legs for a second piledriver, making sure to wink at Aries before she tries lifting Lyza up. Annie faces forward and pulls up, but Lyza presses all of her weight down, gets her feet planted back on the mat and back body drops her way out of it! Lyza drops to her knees and turns around to watch Annie get up. The ITV champion stands upright, waits for Annie to turn her way and charges forward... ✦BRIAN MASON: OH NO! ✦JACK WARREN: YES! SCREW THAT GUY! … Annie moves out of the way and Lyza accidentally blasts the referee with a running double ax handle smash! Lyza immediately checks on the referee, but once she turns around, Annie’s right there with the All That Glitters satellite DDT! Annie notices that the ref is down and figures she has enough time to put the exclamation point on the match with her Ode to Smurf shooting star press. She exits the ring and begins ascending up to the top rope, but once she gets there… ✦BRIAN MASON: Are you kidding me!? Aries Armadaist pushes Annie straight off the top rope, causing the Sparklebuddy to land hard on her back! Aries rushes inside the ring, picks Zellor up and wedges her head in between her legs. ✦ARIES ARMADAIST: THIS IS HOW YOU DO IT YOU FLIPPING PILEDRIVER FUCKER! Aries pulls Annie up… WHAM! … and smashes her head and necks into the canvas with his own jumping piledriver! Annie’s out cold, Aries immediately pulling Lyza overtop of Zellor and moving towards the referee to wake him up. Aries slaps the ref in the face twice, drags him by his shirt and places him in position to make the cover. ONE! TWO!! THREE!!! DING! DING!! DING!!! ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here is your winner.. AND STILL THE HKW ITV CHAMPION! LYYYYYYYZAAAAAAAAAAAA REYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEES! The crowd can’t help but cheer one of their favorites as “In Distress” fills the arena speakers. However, as the cameras pan around the arena, it’s easy to see that a lot of fans are disappointed by the interference by Aries Armadaist. Aries himself? He can’t hold back his laughter as he points at the ring and begins screaming some shit that can’t be understood. ✦BRIAN MASON: I THOUGHT WE WERE RID OF THAT BASTARD!? WHY IS HE HERE?! HE JUST RUINED A GREAT MATCH! ✦JACK WARREN: Calm down, Mase. A big guy like you can’t risky getting his blood pressure high. ✦BRIAN MASON: BLOOD PRESSURE, SMUD PRESSURE! I’M TICKED THE HECK OFF! ✦JACK WARREN: I haven’t seen you this mad since your last girlfriend cheated on you. Calm down, boy. ✦BRIAN MASON: MY---WHAT?! SHE DID WHAT?! ✦JACK WARREN: Oh… we’ll be right back folks! Lyza’s still wobbly from the satellite DDT, clueless as to how she picked up the victory as she gets handed her championship. She turns to the apron and sees Aries Armadaist with a big smile on his face. She shakes her head in disgust and goes to check on Annie as Defiance goes to commercial. WINNER (and STILL ITV CHAMPION): Lyza Reyes via Pinfall (13:13) |
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Immediately after the match ends and before Lyza can leave the ringside area the tron comes to life and on the screen is Subversion star Ashley Marie Chase smirking. This gets a chorus of boos from the Defiance crowd. Ashley gives a slow clap before speaking AMC: “Congrats on still being ITV Champion Lyza.” Cheers from the crowd AMC: “However I think it is time that the ITV Championship comes back to Subversion! I think it is time for a NEW champion!” Mixture of cheers and boos AMC: “Everywhere I have been I have been champion! I was Bloodlust Champion on Defiance and lost the title in a scavenger hunt not in the ring! Now I could've taken that belt back but I went to Subversion where I enlightened DeMarcus by pinning his ass in the ring but never got a title shot!” More mixture of boos and cheers AMC: “I am tired of waiting for my chance! Tired of waiting for opportunity! No more waiting! That belt is MINE! So Lyza bring your ass to Subversion and put that title on the line against me!” Cheers from the fans at the prospect of Lyza defending the title and shutting AMC up. Lyza remains in her calm and collected manner as Ashley displays the opposite. She uses this time to catch her breath and take in what the Subversion talent has to say. AMC: “Show the world you are a fighting champ! Show the world you are not afraid of competition! Show the world you are graceful in defeat because I promise you I WILL BE THE ITV CHAMPION!!” Loud boos now. AMC: “I’ll be waiting for you Lyza so don’t make me wait long because you won’t like what happens if you make me wait too long!” Before the feed cuts, the ITV Champion has a mic in hand. She raises it to her lips to respond to Chase’s challenge. LYZA REYES: “What planet have you been living on, Ashley? Acting like someone cut you in line at Cedar Point. I never backed down from a challenge, and hey, I take defeats with grace, just so I can rub my redemption in your face after.” A pop from the crowd. LYZA REYES: ”And to show you I am a fighting champion, I won't keep you waiting much longer. You’ve stepped up, showing your face and issuing a challenge on my turf, okay, you have my attention. Coolness. What else can I say then? You've had over two months to do you since our last encounter, so let's see a byproduct of that.” She extends her hand forward with her palm up, then brings it towards her gesturing AMC to bring it. The mic slips from her other hand, falling on the ring mat. She then makes her way out of the ring, looking at Ashley as she makes her way up the ramp. The feed on the screen goes to static as Defiance cuts to a commercial break ![]() Defiance’s own quirky interviewer Eli Zayn is spotted backstage with a microphone in hand. He tucks his handkerchief into the top pocket of his blazer, beaming a smile of achievement as he walks down the hall. ✦ELI ZAYN: Looking good, Eli. Look-ing GOOD! He continues his path down the hall but stops once he sees the glistening HKW World championship around the shoulder of the champion. Usually, Eli would just casually approach Felicity and she would willingly do an interview, but these days? He didn’t know how to draw her attention without getting verbally abused. ✦ELI ZAYN: She’s still the same Fel, Eli. You can do this. Sucking in a nervous breath, Eli exhales it right out and moves toward the champ. Felicity appears to be texting away on her phone, never noticing Eli until he speaks up. ✦ELI ZAYN: Champ...errr...Supreme? Felicity turns her head and glares at Eli, an uninterested look on her face that’s enough to send chills down Eli’s spine. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Make it quick, Eli. My driver is about to here any second. Clearing his throat, Eli tries to remember what exactly he wanted to ask Felicity. He stumbles over his words a bit, but finally gets out his question. ✦ELI ZAYN: You had a few… interesting things to say earlier tonight. For me, it was shocking to hear that you don’t care about the title that you spent the better part of two years trying to win back. That, and you pretty much dismissed everyone outside of the Upper Echelon when it comes to who’s earned the right to hold that title. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Just stop right there, Eli. The champ slid her phone into her pocket and turned her body around to face Eli. ✦FELICITY BANKS: What did you expect me to do? Name every single person who I think is World champion material? Please. You know that’s not how it works. I have a lot of friends backstage, and some of them? Yah. Maybe they do deserve to hold this title one day, but I’m not gonna stand out there and list off all their names. Would anyone else on the roster do that? She shakes her head from left to right, implying a no. ✦FELICITY BANKS: If you think so? You’re even dumber than you look, Eli. Everyone in this locker room and the Subversion locker room only look out for themselves or their buddies, and it took me waaaaay too long to realize that. Now? I’m only looking out for three vowels. I, and UE. She moves her championship from one shoulder over to the other, reaches into her pocket and pops a chiclet into her mouth. ✦FELICITY BANKS: As far as me not caring about this title goes? Let’s put it this way. Whenever I want this title? I can have it. I can lose it on the next Defiance and then win it back at the very next one. I can leave this company for four years like GSP, come back and be put right back in the title picture. I didn’t win the top draw award for being pretty, Eli. I won it because I am HKW and I will always be HKW. When you have all the success that I’ve had all around the world? Titles? They become decoration. They become complimentary prizes. I would much rather have the match of the night or the rivalry of the year over carrying a title. But, I know how people in this industry work. You don’t hold a title for so long, and suddenly...you’re not as good as you once were. Doesn’t matter that I win three awards per year. Doesn’t matter that I’m one of the highest paid and most wanted wrestlers in this business altogether. All that matters to these peasants is how many titles you won, soooooo… A wolfish grin forms on the champions face. ✦FELICITY BANKS: This title? It’s my hostage, and there’s absolutely nobody that can-- Suddenly, one of the ceiling lights above Felicity’s head begins to flicker. A second one down the hall does the same thing before the entire hallway goes dark! ✦FELICITY BANKS: ELI! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO THE LIGHTS?! ✦ELI ZAYN: I didn’t do anything, but I’m afraid of the dark so I’m out of here! The only that’s heard are Eli’s footsteps running down the hall. ✦FELICITY BANKS: ELI! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEELIIIIIIIIIIIIII! Oh my god… The HKW World champion reaches into her sweatshirt pocket and pulls out a lighter. She immediately flicks it on, but once she does, she jumps back when she sees a moving visual of Kai right on the wall. ✦KAI: Soon… ✦FELICITY BANKS: OH MY GOD! AHHHHHHHHHHH! GET THE HELL-- She throws her championship right at the wall, the Kai visual laughing at the fear in Felicity’s eyes. ✦FELICITY BANKS: GO AWAY! GO AWAY! GO AWAY! She runs forward, slaps the wall one time and picks up her title before she darts down the hallway as she screams: ✦FELICITY BANKS: SOMEBODY FREAKING HELP! THERE’S A MONSTER ON THE WALL! HEEEEEEEEELP! The female Banks runs right out of the arena, the camera focusing in on the laughing Kai visual before Defiance cuts back to the ring. ![]() ✦WHISPER VIPERI: The following is your main event for the evening and it is for the HKW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS! The only way the titles can change hands is by pinfall or submission! "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: Introducing first, they are your challengers! The team of 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. "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: And their opponents! They are the reigning HKW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! ANGELO SANDS! MARKUS FK! THE SWISS-ITALIAN 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. ![]() ✦MAIN EVENT✦ HKW World Tag Team Championship Match Team DLC vs The Swiss-Italian Connection (c) DING! DING! DING! The match begins with the two lighter members of each team as Zack Jones and Angelo Sands slowly circle the ring. There’s a quick handshake between the two before they lock up, clearly trying to get the upper hand on one another. It’s Angelo that pulls Zack into a headlock, but it’s Zack that finds a way out before he rocks the NC native with a high knee, the impact sending him falling to the mat! ✦BRIAN MASON: Zack just rocked Angelo with that high knee! ✦JACK WARREN: I can throw high knees better than that. ✦BRIAN MASON: Jack, you would pull a muscle, don’t lie. ✦JACK WARREN: Shut up, Mase! Angelo tries to roll to his feet but Zack is right on him, catching him with a stiff kick to the gut that keels him over before throwing him into the ropes. When Sands bounces back, Jones catches him with a hurricanrana, sending him flying and rolling out of the ring afterwards. But of course, that’s a mistake as the veteran Jones runs towards the ropes and hits a tope con hilo, laying Sands out! The Philadelphian then grabs the Durham native and rolls him back into the ring before sliding in himself and going for the cover! ✦BRIAN MASON: Big tope con hilo! Could Zack have Angelo right here?! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! ✦JACK WARREN: Ha! You thought! Jones nods his head after the kickout before turning over to his partner and tagging him into the back for the first time. The two then wait for Angelo to roll to his knees before they take turns catching him with stiff kicks to the chest, Zack eventually having to back away and out of the ring, allowing Inferno to continue. So Inferno measures up Angelo before rocking him with a buzzsaw kick! FK looks worried as Ferno goes for the cover, looking to regain the HKW World Tag Team championships! ✦BRIAN MASON: He got all of that buzzsaw kick! ✦JACK WARREN: That hurt my head, Brian! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Inferno lets out a sigh before he tags Zack back in, allowing Jones to go back to work. Zack picks Angelo up and goes to throw him towards the corner, but Ang reverses and sends him into the corner instead! Sands then runs forward and eats a boot to the face, sending him stumbling backwards and allowing Zack to get on the middle turnbuckle! But Sands is quick enough to move forward and yank Zack’s leg off the middle turnbuckle, forcing his head to collide with the top turnbuckle before he falls to the mat! ✦BRIAN MASON: That may have just saved Angelo and Markus’s reign! ✦JACK WARREN: And it may have given Zack Jones a concussion, so it’s a win-win, really. ✦BRIAN MASON: What is your problem with Zack Jones? ✦JACK WARREN: I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT. Angelo quickly crawls over to his corner after this and tags in Markus, who races into the ring! He yanks Zack up off the mat and uses his strength to throw him in the corner before firing off with rights and lefts to the gut of Jones! FK then pulls him out of the corner and into a bearhug, then throws him overhead with a belly to belly suplex! Fk then quickly slides over and makes the cover! ✦BRIAN MASON: FK with the cover! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! ✦JACK WARREN: Don’t let up, meathead! Markus gets right to his feet after the kickout and runs towards the ropes to the left of Zack, bounces off of them, and comes right back to Jones, hitting a big splash on him! FK then gets to his feet again and performs the move once more, forcing his opponent to groan out in pain! The current HKW World Tag Team champion did it once more, forcing the former World tag champ to cough out and groan, clearly in pain! Markus then goes for the cover again, this time hooking both legs! ✦BRIAN MASON: FK may have just crushed Zack’s ribs there! ✦JACK WARREN: He certainly f**ked him up! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Zack powers out again, getting a sigh from Markus before he gets to his feet and picks Zack up as well. FK then throws Jones into the corner where Sands is waiting before he runs forward and crushes the blonde in the corner, then tags in his partner! Angelo enters the ring and both he and his partner grab Zack before hitting a double team suplex! Markus slides out of the ring as Angelo goes for the cover, looking to pick up a big win and a 1st defense! ✦BRIAN MASON: Angelo with the cover! Is it enough?! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! ✦JACK WARREN: Lay this idiot out already! Angelo lets out a sigh after the kickout, but he gets to his feet and tags his best friend and tag team partner in. Once both men are in the ring, they lift Jones up and throw him into the ropes. When he bounces back, the two lift him up and plant him with a double team flapjack before Sands slides out of the ring and FK quickly goes for the cover, the audience counting along! ✦BRIAN MASON: More beautiful teamwork by one of the best young tag teams in the business today! Is it enough? ONE! TWO! BROKEN UP BY INFERNO! ✦JACK WARREN: GODDAMMIT, INFERNO! Markus lets out a groan as he grabs at his back after Inferno stomps him, so Angelo tries to enter the ring and go right after Inferno! He throws a punch, but Inferno blocks it and fires off with a chop to the chest that rings throughout the audience, getting them to either groan in pain or cheer while Angelo drops to the mat, clutching his chest in pain as there is now a big red handprint on it. ✦BRIAN MASON: OW, OW, OW! FK quickly sneaks up behind Inferno though and sends him flying with a release German suplex! ✦JACK WARREN: Yeah, get his cosplay looking ass out of here! The Swiss wrestler then turns back around and sees Zack slowly getting up, so he runs forward...only to eat a roundhouse kick that drops him to the mat! Jones, realizing he’s got the big man down, quickly drops down and makes the cover! ✦BRIAN MASON: ROUNDHOUSE! ✦JACK WARREN: Did he just knock Markus out?! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Zack lets out a sigh, but he keeps on the attack, quickly hurrying to his feet before taking a few steps back. He then runs forward and hits a standing shooting star press, hooking both legs afterwards as the audience counted along with the ref! ✦BRIAN MASON: Jones with a standing SSP! Is it enough?! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! ✦JACK WARREN: Phew! I almost thought that was it, Mase! The Philadelphian looks over and sees Inferno slowly getting back on the apron, thus realizing he has to continue by himself for the next minute or so. Zack points to a corner and quickly exits out onto the apron before climbing all the way to the top...only for Markus to find a surge of energy and rise before he scales up the turnbuckles on the other side! The two men begin trading blows at the top of the corner and it looks like Markus is going to win before Zack grabs his face and just begins firing off with some thunderous chops to the chest, eventually hitting a headbutt that sends FK crashing to the mat and the audience getting antsy as Jones rises on the top turnbuckle before he leaps off! ✦BRIAN MASON: Double foot stomp?! But Markus rolls out of the way, forcing Zack to move his body so as to not crash, allowing him to quickly roll to his feet! Once Jones turns around, FK charges right at him, looking for a big lariat, but Zack ducks underneath it! The larger member of TSIC then sharply turns and eats a running yakuza kick, laying him out as Jones goes for the cover again, the audience counting along with the ref! ✦JACK WARREN: YOU BETTER NOT GET BEAT BY THE PLATINUM KICK, MARKUS! ONE! TWO! TH-KICKOUT! Zack lets out a sigh after the kickout and slowly crawls over to his partner, finally tagging Inferno in! Inferno enters the ring and waits for Markus to roll to all fours before charging forward and planting him with a curb stomp before covering him, looking to regain the tag team gold! ✦BRIAN MASON: Curb stomp! This might be it! ✦JACK WARREN: Oh god no! ONE! TWO! BROKEN UP BY ANGELO! Angelo breaks the pin up before he slowly gets to his feet....allowing Zack to springboard in with a crossbody, taking Angelo out! Sands rolls out of the ring while Jones slowly gets to his feet and waits for Sands to get to his on the outside! Once Angelo does, Zack hits the opposite ropes, then shoots through the ropes in front of him, hitting a suicide dive that sends Angelo into the barricade, but sends him into the audience! ✦BRIAN MASON: That suicide dive just dropped Angelo and sent Zack into the audience! ✦JACK WARREN: That might be a lawsuit. Meanwhile, in the ring, Markus slowly gets to his feet and sees his partner down and Zack out in the audience, clearly too groggy to know where he’s at. This allows Inferno to spin him around and grab his wrist before hitting an inverted stomp facebreaker, laying FK out! The Team DLC member then goes for the cover, the audience counting along like they’ve done for every single pin attempt in this match! ✦BRIAN MASON: SIXAXIS! MARKUS FK IS OUT COLD! ONE! TWO! THR-MARKUS GETS A FOOT ON THE ROPES! ✦JACK WARREN: F**K YEAH, MARKUS FK! LET’S GO! BEAT THESE NERDS! DO SOMETHING TO KEEP THOSE TITLES AROUND YOUR WAISTS! Inferno shrugs after the kickout, not too bothered by it as he grabs Markus by the hair and slowly gets him up, eventually hoisting him up on his shoulders....only to drop him when he sees Angelo stumbles towards the ring! So Inferno moves forward and catches him with a baseball slide, dropping him back to the mat! The former PDW Grand Slam champion gets to his feet after that and turns around...avoiding another lariat from Markus before pulling him into a schoolboy pin! ✦BRIAN MASON: SCHOOLBOY! ✦JACK WARREN: NO! ONE! TWO! TH-KICKOUT! Both men scramble to their feet after the kickout and run right at one another before Inferno raises a boot, looking for a boot to the face, only for Markus to dodge it! Inferno turns around after, but is met by a charging Angelo, who rocks him with a European uppercut! TSIC then picks him up and lifts him up on their shoulders before they hit the aided snap swinging neckbreaker! The audience popped huge for this as Markus went for the cover while Angelo slingshot himself through the ropes to the outside, crashing right into Zack and dropping them both! ✦BRIAN MASON: AROUND THE WORLD!!! THIS HAS TO BE IT! ✦JACK WARREN: LET IT BE IT!!! ONE! TWO! THREE!!!! DING! DING! DING! The audience pops huge as the bell rings and Markus rolls onto his back, exhausted from the match he just took part in. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here are your winners...AND STILL YOUR HKW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS....ANGELO SANDS AND MARKUS FK...THE SWISS-ITALIAN CONNECTION!!!! The ref gets the tag titles as Angelo slides back into the ring while Zack slowly pulls his partner out, giving both young men a nod as he helps his partner to the back, the two returning the nod. Once the ref returns them their titles, Angelo and Markus get to their feet and each get a hand raised by the ref, celebrating their victory as the audience applauds them for the match. ✦BRIAN MASON: And that’s defense #1 in the books! What a great main event we’ve seen here tonight! ✦JACK WARREN: Both teams brought it but as long as Zack Jones doesn’t have a title, I’m happy! ✦BRIAN MASON: You really gotta tell me what your problem is with him one day. ✦JACK WARREN: Uh, Mase? I think there’s something else we should be focusing on right now. As Jack says that, Jinzai and Emilio slide into the ring behind the two young men! Jinzai spins Markus around and plants him with a Jinzai Cutter before quickly backing up as Angelo turns to him...only to be spun around as well, lifted up, and planted with a Vibora Strike! Both tag champs are down as the audience boos, Em and Jin each grabbing one of the tag belts and raising them high with smirks on their faces, basking in the hate. ✦BRIAN MASON: Unbelievable. ✦JACK WARREN: You better believe it! Those two are your NEXT HKW World Tag Team champions! Em and Jin then drop the titles on Angelo’s and Markus’ chests before walking out of the ring, clearly very happy with themselves over what they just did. WINNERS (and STILL champions): The Swiss-Italian Connection (16:16) |
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