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[color=#f46500][b]DEFIANCE[/b][/color] ל [color=white]LXV[/color]; Live from Mediolanum Forum in Grande Milano, Italy | November 19th, 2017
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Location: Grande Milano, Italy
Venue: Mediolanum Forum
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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The Knoxtron lights up to the Italian crowd remaining relatively quiet as they watch a gray Jaguar XJ pulling into the back area of Mediolanum Forum coming to a stop. The back door opens and out pops the HKW Hall of Famer ‘Wreckless’ Jason Mentez.

✦BRIAN MASON: Jason Mentez has arrived to Defiance Jack. He looks confident.

✦JACK WARREN: He’s looked confident before getting destroyed before. Tonight makes no difference.

The crowd loses their minds at the sight of him shouldering his Adidas bag and seeing the camera gives a tilt of his NY Yankee snapback as he begins walking toward the back doors with a smile on his face ready to put on a show as usual. Suddenly the revving of an engine is heard off screen…

VRRR...VVVVRRRRRMMMM…

The camera barely has time to adjust himself backing up and the zooming out showing a blacked out SUV truck coming full speed ahead at Jason. The only saving grace being the trash dumpster closer to him as he runs up to jump on the top of it dropping his bag and everything before jumping ship!! The truck narrowly misses him!!!

✦JACK WARREN: Is there a moment this man isn’t almost (expletive)ing dying!?!

✦BRIAN MASON: Who in the name of all is driving that truck!? They just tried to hit him!

The truck flies by and screeching to a tire printed stop further down the parking lot. The truck sits idle still the sound of it being revved up even though it’s in parked position. The crowd is shook as they watch Jason hop off of his perch of safety and beelines right for the truck livid. He takes a full sprint to the driver's side of the truck with the full blacked out limo tinted windows unable to see who's inside. Pulling at the locked door Jason yells out at the truck.

✦JASON MENTEZ: WHAT THE (expletive) YO!!! GET OUT MA(expletive)!! COME OUT ‘ERE EH!!

Seeing the door still isn’t opened Jason begins taking his ‘40 Below’ Timb boot and starts kicking full dents into the side of the truck. BOOM!! BOOM!!!

✦BRIAN MASON: Jason is snapped!!

✦JACK WARREN: He was cards short before he even got here B-Mase. Wait wait...I’m seeing shadows or something.

BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!! Jason is giving the clean SUV a brand new makeover courtesy of his size 13’s. He continues yelling wildly tell whoever is driving to come out.

It doesn’t take long for the other door to open and out comes the inhabitants of the truck. THE ARMY OF ASHA’s. The army files out of the van in great numbers walking around the vehicle to stare down Mentez who looks shocked that so many people could fit in the van. The army wears black masks over their faces all resembling their leader Asha. Jason looks at the numbers, a good 10 of them surrounding him, obviously outnumbered he stares at each of them uncomfortable but then ushering them to come on and bring the fight already passed his boiling point. He comes forward for one and then all start to converge on him.

✦BRIAN MASON: We have a fight here ladies and gentlemen!!

Jason swings knocking the first one out as two grab him up attempting to pull him down. He elbows one off of him and kicks the other in the stomach fighting off the group as they start firing shots lefts and rights coming out of everywhere. Jason staggers back getting out of the middle allowing to get space right near the front of the truck. Another one approaches and he easily grabs them and throws them into the grill front of the truck. Backing up another one comes running at him and Jason throws them up landing on the hood of the truck hard. He tries to keep his head on a swivel looking left to right as the others approach. The last bunch of them come toward the front of him charging toward him but as he goes to swing at him the lights in the lot start to glitch and the army starts to melt. They fade as if they were blobs and Mentez looks on confused.

✦JACK WARREN: I’ve said it once. I’ll say it again. I’m tired of this creepy (expletive) family.

Then suddenly BAM! He’s hit over the head with a bat from behind. As he falls to the ground the camera pans up to show the princess of darkness herself Asha Astor towering over his fallen body. The crowd boos heavily as the camera pans out and Asha drops the bat looking over at the truck and Jason’s prone position and heads over to the hood of the truck climbing up.

✦BRIAN MASON: For God sake isn’t the bat shot enough?!

✦JACK WARREN: Apparently not.

Asha measures up looking down at Jason once she reaches the top of the hood and a creepy smile turns her face before she jumps off perfectly hitting the moonsault in mid air off the hood of the truck to stomp the pure hell out of Jason’s completely open frame right on his upper body! Asha doesn’t even hop off afterwards giving him the full brunt of the move.

✦JACK WARREN: Beautiful, absolutely beautiful! (Hand claps are heard in the audio)

Asha steps down off of Mentez’s body looking back only for a moment at him and then her odd smile returns with her kicking back as if kicking dirt on his body and walks off out of the camera’s view. Backstage personnel and others come rushing to the scene to the immobile Mentez on the concrete looking to help as the cameras fade.

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Backstage in the locker room area Jackson Magnum steps into the camera view, standing beside Ty, who is going through his locker.

✦JACKSON MAGNUM: Hey ye ready fer yer big loss tonight?

✦TIBERIUS KING: Who ever said anything about me losing?

King flashed a sly smile as he started to lay his gear out in front of him. Jackson shrugs his shoulders.

✦JACKSON MAGNUM: Let’s be honest Ty, nuffin personal but ye hafen’t been tearing et up since ye got ta HKW.

Jackson pats him on the shoulder as if to say “It will be alright little buddy”. Which Ty did not seem to enjoy in the least.

✦TIBERIUS KING: You’re right I haven’t. But tonight I’m facing an opponent that is coming into this match at way less than a hundred percent.

Ty locked eyes directly with Jackson as he spoke to him to really drive the point across.

Jackson nods, covering his mouth which is still missing three teeth.

✦JACKSON MAGNUM: Ye got a problem? Because et seems like everyting I hafe done since we became team is pissing ye off?

Jackson looks Ty dead in his eyes, almost growling as he speaks. Ty let’s out a sigh and sits down as he speaks to Jackson.

✦TIBERIUS KING: I’m not mad. I’m concerned. Jackson you tend to act before you think. Now I get that we all do that from time to time but you always do it. You never stop for a second to think of a plan. Because of that you have teeth being busted out of your head and I’m the one who has to console your daughter at the hospital. I care about you man. I don’t need you to be going at half steam cause you’re busted up all the time. You still have a shot at the title coming up, did you forget about that? In the state you’re in right now Fel would eat you up in minutes. We’ve got to think of the bigger picture right now.

Jackson takes a moment turning his head away from Ty, squeezing his hand tight until his knuckles turn white. Ty stands up to face Jackson

✦JACKSON MAGNUM: I tink I am doing a helluva a job keeping myself under control at thee moment. En fact thee fact ye hafe any teeth en yer head right now, kind ov tells tat story.

Jackson punches the locker and turns back towards Ty before giving Ty a shove. Ty takes a step back.

✦JACKSON MAGNUM: Ye can tink wat ye want. But Fel versus Jax, is a me ting. Tat moment is all about me, and as far as me being banged up. I will show ye ta night tat me being banged up is still better tan ninety percent ov ye underachieving arse’s en this company. Why is et tat et is always on me ta change Ty? Hmm? When I am thee one tat has been one ov thee best en this company fer years now? But no, ye know better tan me. En fact ye all do. Now point me ta yer success en HKW, so I can follow en yer mighty footsteps. Ye tell me how ta beat Fel, and I will stand here and listen.

Ty stands his ground. His face shows stoicism but in an intense way yet his body stays relaxed.

✦TIBERIUS KING: If you have watched enough tape on her as I have you would already know the answer to that. I came to this company not to be one of the best Jackson. I came to be the best that’s ever stepped in between HKW ropes. Better than Emilio, better than Kenshin, better than Dom, better than Kol, better than Fel, and better than you. Right now I might not be achieving that but beating you tonight sure sounds like a good start.

Jackson taps his foot on the floor below, he puts his hand up, rubbing his temples with his fingers.

✦JACKSON MAGNUM: Git this through yer head. I am tired ov people like ye walking en and tinking ye can even touch me. Aidan, Raven, T-Money, and ye seem a lot alike at thee moment. Yer all clamoring ta take my spot. But here is thee harsh reality sunshine. I am already there, I hafe been there. I am one step from being HKW World Champion, and I do nae need a bunch ov ninny gits stepping ta me now. Ye all claim ta want ta be thee king, but tat is bogus. Ye know wat seperates us? Thee fact is ye all tink yer entitled, tat I owe ye someting. Tat while I slave away fer this company night en and night out fer YEAAAAAARS. Ye should be able ta step ta thee plate and take wat is mine. Bullshit fella, none ov ye honestly want ta step up. None ov ye honestly want ta hit tat level, and thee only ting stopping me from being named as one ov thee best is one match. How about this? I will take a step back, when thee rest ov ye step thee hell up. I will take a back seat, when any ov ye learn ta drive. Thee fact is, I am stuck babysitting people like ye, when I am thee only one tat can straight up take tat belt from Fel. Who could do wat she does fer this company.

A sly smirk appears on Jackson’s face.

✦JACKSON MAGNUM: While Kane and Kai, sit en thee distance waiting ta cash en Golden Opportunities, I stand befere ye all as thee beacon ov shining hope who never gits ta show what he is made ov. I am tired ov et, I am tired ov listening ta ye all run yer gums about wat ye will do. When I already do et, and I am shit on fer et. So spare me thee speech on how ye want ta be best. Spare me thee bullshit, on how ye will surpass me, when all ye do is wait and act like opportunity should bite ye on thee arse. This is my company, and I will be damned ef I let thee likes ov ye take tat from me. Git over yerself, ye are nae on this level. Stand there acting like ye want ta be thee king, no none ov ye want et, ye just do nae want me ta hafe et.

From out of nowhere Jackson nails Ty with a backhand slap to the face, that forces Ty’s head to the side. Ty moves his lower jaw around but just stares Jackson down. He doesn’t react. He doesn’t even raise his hands.

✦TIBERIUS KING: I’m going to let you have that one. I also want you to think who was the only one who came to see you in the hospital. Who was the one that pulled the doctor to the side and said charge me for it. You act like I haven’t been grinding all over the goddamn world for this. You’ve been here for years I know that. You say that like I couldn’t have been here with you. When I was SSWA champ it was when it was the developmental. I could have jumped over here back in 2015 and who knows where I would have been right now. Instead I decided to go a different route and lost myself along the way. Of all people I would expect you to understand that. I’m not asking for any fucking handouts. I’m not entitled to shit. All I want is a chance to show I’m something. One little shot to get to the goal. It’s not an overnight thing and I know that. I’ve got the shovel in my fucking hands and I’m digging. Once I’ve got everything dug up I’m going to lay a foundation. I’m not like the rest of The Tribe thinking I can walk in and run this place. Jason would have beat my ass a long time ago if that was the case Jackson and you fucking know that. It’s not my fault if you’re starting to feel threatened by everyone around you. If the walls are closing in then they’re closing in on you. Not the rest of us. I’ve come back from a lot Jackson, I can keep getting dumped on and somehow find a way to keep standing. So if you want to take out your aggressions on me right now that’s fine. Just know I’m the one thinking right now and making a plan. You’re the one who’s going to go out there with your heart on your sleeve and you’re going to be eating my knees because of it.

Jackson puts his hands on his hips walking towards the door, he places his hand on the knob then looks back.

✦JACKSON MAGNUM: Ef ye tink fer a moment, yer going ta do shit out there ta night, yer en fer surprise. I am nae going ta allow anyone ta take any ting from me anymore. I am thee rightful champion, thee rightful king ov HKW, and thee walls are nae closing en on me, because I hafe already started ta tear them down. Ye want an opportunity, ye hafe one. But when I leave ye fer dead en tat ring, do nae expect any remorse. Plan all ye want, just know et makes no difference. Ye can hafe thee best plan en thee world, et will nae mean anyting when I put yer lights out. I am coming fer yer head ta night, and ef tat means I hafe ta take on thee world on me own afterwards. So be et, I hafe been doing so since day one. And I hafe been doing et better tan thee rest ov ye combined.

Jackson opens the door and heads out into the hallway before slamming it shut, leaving Ty standing in his locker room alone. Ty let’s out a grumble before turning around and punching the locker next to him. King then places his hands behind his head for a minute and lets out a sigh before returning to laying out his gear in front of him.

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PREVIOUSLY RECORDED

Angelo Sands and Markus FK, the HKW World Tag Team champions, are seen outside of a pizzeria, both enjoying a slice of pepperoni pizza as they are seen talking to one another. Angelo then stops talking and smiles as he finishes the food in his mouth before a short middle aged Italian man walks into the shot, beaming at the sight of the tag team champions.

✦ANGELO SANDS: AYEEEEE, GIUSEPPE!!!

The man, now known as Giuseppe, mockingly bows at Angelo before the two share a quick bro hug.

✦ANGELO SANDS: Thanks for coming to meet us, big cousin.

✦GIUSEPPE: IT IS NO PROBLEM! WE ARE FAMIGLIA! WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU AND MICKY OVER HEAAAAH?!

✦ANGELO SANDS: Markus.

Giuseppe looks confused.

✦GIUSEPPE: WHO THE HELL IS MARKUS? IS HE PART OF-A THIS THING I’M HELPING YOU WITH?

Angelo pinches the bridge of his nose before he looks over at Markus.

✦ANGELO SANDS: Uh...you want to formally introduce yourself?

✦GIUSEPPE: CERTAINLY! HELLO, MICKY! MY NAME IS GIUSEPPE ALESSANDRO MARIO LUIGI PAPAJOHN DIEGO PISCITELLI! WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME, MICKY DK?!

Sands tries his best not to laugh, even turning away for a second in order to keep his cool. Markus seems almost shellshocked, the big man holding out a hand for Giuseppe to shake.

✦MARKUS FK: I’ll call you uh...Sloppy Joe. And n-..no, it’s Markus FK. But uh...just c-...f**k, just call me Markus.

FK shoots his tag team partner a look as he slinks back in his seat.

✦GIUSEPPE: OK, MARK-OOS MARK. I GOT YOU, MY FRIEND! NOW, WHAT-A DO YOU NEED HELP WITH?

✦ANGELO SANDS: What you doing for a living now, Giuseppe?

✦GIUSEPPE: I DRIVE-A THE NICE CARS FOR THE CELEBRITY! I MET BEYONCE ONCE! I EVEN MET LADY GAGA! DID YOU KNOW SHE HAS A P-

✦ANGELO SANDS: Hey, whoa, hey. Nobody needs to know anything about that. I just needed to make sure that you “drive-a the nice cars for the celebrity”.

Sands smirks as he looks over at FK, who nods back.

✦ANGELO SANDS: Now, how would you like to be involved in something that’s going to appear on American television? That might even appear worldwide. Think about it, Giuseppe. You could be a big star?

Giuseppe stares at Angelo before he points to himself.

✦GIUSEPPE: ME? A BIG-A STAR?! I CANNOT BELIEVE IT! MY MOMMA WOULD BE SO PROUD! SHE ALWAYS SAID I WAS HANDSOME.

Now it’s Markus’ turn to quietly chuckle to himself while Angelo tries his best to lie through his teeth.

✦ANGELO SANDS: Yeah. Hell, they might see you on TV and think that if you grow that moustache out a little more, you can play Mario in the live action movie. But yeah, we need your help for something we got planned for later.

Giuseppe nods.

✦GIUSEPPE: OK, I DO THIS. WHAT IS-A THE PLAN?!

Angelo looks over at Markus, who smiles as he clears his throat.

✦MARKUS FK: Do you know who Emilio Vialpando and Jinzai are?

Both TSIC members smile as they look at Giuseppe, who nods with a big grin on his face as well, the scene fading out afterwards.

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The scene fades out to the arena and Whisper is seen ready to announce the first match of the night.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen tonight's opening matchup is a singles match set for one fall!

Cheap pop.

Gunshots are heard over the speakers before “Bang Bang” by Cher takes over the sound system. Bullet Holes cover the small entrance ramp and the tron to the left of the ramp while the tron on right shows the face of Boaz Kennedy Astor to a chorus of cheers from the crowd.

Baaaang baaaang. You shot me down.
Baaaang baaaang. I hit the ground.
Baaaang baaaang. That awful sound.
Baaaang baaaang. My baaaaaaby shot me….

Down!

The pattern repeats for another full minute before BKA emerges out from the back with his arms extended out to his sides, his “thriller” jacket designed in the colors of the flag of Syria and a black skull face bandana wrapped around his neck. The cheers grow louder as the lights in the arena begin coming in and out with the beat of the music, BKA casually making his way down to the ring with his BANG STYLE mouthguard hanging out of his mouth.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: On his way to the ring… now residing in Birmingham, Michigan…. HE IS THE CHAMPS! BOAZ! KENNEDY!

The young man pulls his mouthguard out of his mouth and slaps the hands of some fans at ringside but eventually brings his attention back to the ring. He continues his steady pace up the steps and climbs up the second turnbuckle to stare out at the crowd. The cockiest of grins forms on his face as he begins to shoot different members in the audience with his finger gun (sniper style) and waits for his match to begin.

✦BRIAN MASON: This should be one helluva match up for Boaz.

✦JACK WARREN: Yeah, it’s gonna be one helluva easy win! Ha!

"Rusty Halo" by The Script begins to play and the fans start to cheer as Ace Watson then steps out onto the stage. The reaction brings a smile to Watson's face as he starts to walk down the ramp, exchanging banter with the fans at the sides of the ramp as he makes his way down.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: From London England, weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds, ACE WATSOOOOON!!!

Ace climbs the nearest ring steps after slapping a few high fives to some fans. Standing on the apron, Ace turns to the crowd and waves his arm upward to bring out a louder cheer from the audience. Pleased with the reaction, Ace steps between the ropes and walks across to the bottom corner of the ring, where he climbs the turnbuckle and raises an arm into the air, prompting another loud cheer from the fans. Ace then removes his Shootcamp t-shirt (which causes a few female crowd members to audibly react) and throws it into a sea of outstretched arms. Ace then turns and hops down into the ring again, where he then watches his opponent.

✦JACK WARREN: Sure wish Tuck was here so I won’t fall asleep watching this dump off prick. Good thing Boaz is here.

✦BRIAN MASON: What’s your problem with Ace, Jack?

✦JACK WARREN: He’s not the man! And, I hate Shootcamp.

✦BRIAN MASON: So you basically don’t have a reason as to why.

✦JACK WARREN: Don’t you worry about it Mase! You just worry about doing your job and shutting the hell up when The Man speaks!

The referee checks to see if both competitors were ready then calls for the bell to get this opener started.

OPENING BOUT
SINGLES MATCH

Ace Watson vs. Boaz Kennedy


DING! DING!! DING!!!

After the bell rings to begin the match Boaz is seen looking around to the fans who were cheering ready to watch the young man perform. Ace jokingly joins in on the cheering which gets Boaz’s attention. It slightly annoys the former RISE Champion and he calls for Ace to bring the fight to him and stop kidding around. Ace shrugs his shoulders and steps into the center of the ring with his arms spread wide taunting him. Boaz walks into the center of the ring and stands there in Ace’s face not saying a word. Ace smiles knowing he was getting under Kennedy’s skin. Boaz then shoves Ace back the moment he saw the smile form on his face. Ace laughs a little more and then gets into position to wrap up with him. Boaz goes to grapple with him but Ace drops to a knee then shoots under his arms to wrap his around Boaz’s waist. Watson then spins to the back of Boaz only to hit a Forearm Smash in the back of his head. He hits two more then brings Boaz down with a Bulldog. On the ground now Ace locks in a side headlock. The referee was there to ask Boaz if he wanted to give up but it was much too early for him to even think of doing such a thing. Boaz began to climb to his feet while still locked in the headlock. He eventually shoved Ace off of him but right after Boaz was dropped down with a Clothesline.

Ace stomps down a couple times on Boaz before he reaches down and picks him back up to his feet. Watson now delivers a few punches as well as a few Karate Style Kicks before connecting with a Snap Exploder Suplex! Watson quickly gets back up to his feet and waits for Boaz to get back up to his feet. Boaz using the ropes slowly gets back up to his feet and turns to almost be dropped down by a Drop Kick but now! Boaz drops down and rolls out of the ring buying himself some time. Boaz holds up a finger to Ace who was now back up on his feet calling for him to get back in the ring. Ace shakes his head and walks over to a nearby corner to climb up to the top turnbuckle. He sizes up the former RISE Champion and leaps going for a Flying Clothesline….NO! Boaz turns and hits Watson with a European Uppercut!!! The crowd pops as the uppercut lands. Boaz looks to the crowd nodding to them and pumping them up before he picks Ace up and tosses him back into the ring.

✦BRIAN MASON: What a shot there by Boaz Kennedy!

✦JACK WARREN: Too bad it wasn’t Tuck!

✦BRIAN MASON: Wait what? Are you kidding me?

✦JACK WARREN: Of course...Not. The hell do I look like? I’m The Man. And The Man Loves Tuck.

✦BRIAN MASON: But…

✦JACK WARREN: But not Ace Watson!

Boaz rolls back into the ring after Ace and begins to deliver some stomps. He then kicks Ace onto his stomach then begins to deliver his stomps down onto Ace’s spine. The self proclaimed Champs now locks in a Camel Clutch submission. Boaz tells the referee to ask him if he wanted to give up which he was already in the process of doing. Watson refuses to give up and causes Boaz to pull up his nose as he applies more pressure to the submission hold. Still, Ace refuses to give up. Boaz let’s go of the hold and shakes his head. He turns to watch Ace get back up to his knees bet Ace quickly takes his head and shoves it down on the ropes. Boaz forces him to bite on the rope before he kicks it making Ace bounce back. Boaz then mounts himself on top and begins to rain down some punches. He then gets up to his feet only to drop a knee onto Watson’s face and presses it down on him. The referee counts down to five then pulls Boaz off and gives him a warning.

Boaz laughs it off but that smile of of quickly faded when he was brought down by a quick roll up pin!

ONE


T--KICKOUT!!!!


Boaz quickly backs up and backs up leaning up on the ropes looking surprised that he got caught off guard. Ace gets up to a knee and chuckles a little as he looks up to Boaz. He stands back up to his feet. Watson waves Boaz over and ready to take him on. Boaz looks around to the fans were egging him on. Boaz nods and slowly walks over to Ace not wanting to get caught off guard yet again. Ace acts as if he was going to shoot on him again but stops seeing Boaz’s reaction. Boaz didn’t think it was amusing as much as Watson probably did as he delivers a harsh Throat Thrust! Ace stumbles back holding his throat as Boaz sprints over and follows it up with a Running European Uppercut to take him back down. Now it was Boaz who was delivering the quick pinfall.

ONE



TWO


T-KICKOUT!!!


Boaz looks up to the referee looking as if he was going to challenge the call but decides better of it.

✦JACK WARREN: The hell was that ref?!

✦BRIAN MASON: Watson kicked out that’s what happened.

✦JACK WARREN: Bullsh*t?! That should’ve been a three count?!

✦BRIAN MASON: No it wasn’t! The referee didn’t even get to three!

✦JACK WARREN: Well if it was the man this match would be over!

Watson slowly begins to stir as he climbs up to his feet. Boaz walks over and begins to deliver some knife edge chops. The crowd reacts after each chop lands . Boaz goes to deliver another big chop but Watson dodges and hits a big right hook. Kennedy stumbles after the hit and then goes to deliver a chop. The two begin to trade punches for chops before Kennedy holds up his left arm getting the attention from Ace that leads to Boaz knocking him down with a right hook!

Kennedy reaches down picking Ace back up while he was on his way back up to his feet. He goes to hit a Suplex but no! Ace drops down behind Boaz and immediately hits the Anglian Driver! After hitting the maneuver Ace rubs his chin and shakes his head with a light chuckle as he hooks the leg going for a pin.

ONE





TWO








THREE!!!!

DING!!! DING!! DING!

The crowd pops as Ace gets up to a knee and looks down at Boaz. He nods to himself and gets up to his feet holding up his hand.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner…..ACE WATSON!!!!

Ace celebrates his win and looks back to Boaz nodding his head and then rolls out of the ring.

✦JACK WARREN: I DEMAND THIS MATCH RESTART DAMNIT!!!

✦BRIAN MASON: Will you stop! Boaz put up one helluva fight tonight but there was no way he was going to one up Ace tonight!

✦JACK WARREN: How dare you say such a blasphemous thing!

WINNER: ACE WATSON VIA PINFALL (09:42)
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✦ELI ZAYN: Ladies and gentlemen… my guest at this time, the reigning HKW Bloodlust Champion; Ashlyn De Luca.

We pan out and the Italian audience pops at the sight of the Italian-American HKW wrestler. Ashlyn gives Eli a soft smile as she steps into frame, casting an arm around his shoulders.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: What uppp?

✦ELI ZAYN: Ash, thanks for giving me your time once more this week. I wasn’t able to catch up with you after the last episode of Defiance, but I had to get your thoughts on some things… particularly, how that bout ended.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Shit was wild, right?

✦ELI ZAYN: To say the least. You and Emilio Vialpando were going one-on-one in what was turning into quite a contest until the appearance of Flame. Some might argue that Emilio had momentum on his side during Flame’s first appearance-- but when it was all said and done, both of you were left lying.

Ashlyn shakes her head, sighing under her breath.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Dude’s got the element of surprise on his side, man, I’ll give him that. And I don’t know what it is. Like-- the lights go out, and you know what’s coming, and it’s easy to mock dudes for freezin up when you’re watching it on TV… but when you’re out there, in that moment, already beat up, already exhausted, and then the darkness comes and disorients you like that… it’s a different element. It’s hard to put into words.

Ash looks at her title and than at Eli.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: He’s a problem, straight-up. But I’m gonna solve it. Emilio’s going through the same thing I am right now, but the difference is… he’s not gonna do anything about it. Em’s one of the most capable dudes on the roster, but look at his eyes whenever he even thinks about Flame. He’s not about it.

✦ELI ZAYN: Well, Emilio still definitely has eyes on that Bloodlust Title, but aside from him and Flame, you have Endgame to worry about as well. There, you take on Lamia in a fifteen-foot high steel cage-- a structure you’re all-too familiar with here in HKW, but this time it’s against one of the people that attempted to sacrifice you on live television just a few months back. Although you were eventually saved by Nest and Banahan, Cole--

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Still weird as eff.

✦ELI ZAYN: Clearly the incident resonated with you. I mean, we’ve seen your approach to people like Artemis Kaiser, and we’ve seen your reactions when dealing with people like Flame. Looking back at that incident, Ashlyn--

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Look.

Ashlyn takes a breath and moves the Bloodlust Championship up onto her shoulder.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Selena King forced me into that handicap match as punishment for knockin her off over in the United Kingdom to become the SSWA World Champion. And that’s another story for another time, but I’m not gonna make excuses. Harbinger and Lamia beat my ass. I dunno how bad things woulda got if Nest hadn’t shown up, but I don’t have that kinda help at Endgame. The card could change between now and then, but I’ve got two dudes that don’t plan on letting me make it to Endgame in one piece. Or as champ. So I guess for now… Endgame’s far, far in the distance. For now, it’s just about s…

Eli and Ashlyn both glance upright as one of the lights flickers, just slightly. Eli looks curious, but Ashlyn’s face drops. She exhales and looks at Eli again.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: For now, it’s just about surviving, I guess.

She shifts the title into her hand and turns, walking away from Eli without another word. Eli frowns, looking up at the lights again as we fade away.

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The scene fades back into the Upper Echelon locker room where Emilio is seen pacing sitting down on the couch trying to keep his cool even though in reality he was worried about the possibility of Flame turning up. Jinzai was seen playing a videogame as the stable’s manager walks into the locker room seeing what was going on. As he opens the door Emilio pops up looking as if he was ready to fight whoever stepped through the door.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Oh...Lo siento Tony I...I thought..

✦TONY CAPONE: What’s going? You okay?

Emilio slowly sits back down and looks down to the floor. He slightly nods and nervously laughs.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Si..Si I’m good.

Jinzai gives Emilio a look, not even watching the screen anymore as he presses the buttons of his handheld on instinct.

✦JINZAI: Mou, Hebi. You’re not good right now. You’re nervous as f*ck, man.

Turning towards Emilio, Jinzai uses his free hand to pat Em on the shoulder.

✦JINZAI: Ya got nothing to worry about, Hebi. This is our show, right? Flame doesn’t move, doesn’t breath wrong without one of us knowing about it. So let him try and pull off all the spooky, hocus pocus magical girl stuff he wants to come here. He’s not laying a hand on anybody in our family-

Jinzai pauses as something happens on his screen, causing him to scowl.

✦JINZAI: F*cking little… just stay in the goddamn ball…

He shakes his head a little, then looks back up at Emilio.

✦JINZAI: Like I was saying, he’s not getting in here. He’s not touching you or anybody else in the family without going through security out the ass. And even if he does? We’re the best in the biz, yo. We’ve delt with bigger and… okay, maybe not badder, but we can take ‘em.

Emilio nods and smiles over to Jinzai.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: You know what? You’re right. You’re absolutely right. The hell is wrong with me? This weekend has been great here en Italy. The hell do I have to worry about? Flame ain’t been seen for weeks. He ain’t been seen all night. You right, the hell am I scared of?

Tony nods.

✦TONY CAPONE: Seriously Serpe. Everything is fine. You two need to be focused on what those kids might have planned to get back to the two of you after what happened last show. I don’t see them just taking getting there ass handed to them and not doing something about it.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Psh..Markus y Angelo aren’t a threat. If they knew better they would just hand over those titles and avoid getting their asses beat for a second straight time.

Jinzai finally puts down the handheld and pockets it with a grin.

✦JINZAI: They’re not threats… but they got what we want though, Hebi. We gave them fair warning we were gunning and they thought that’d be the last of it. They thought sh*t would be SWEET for them for the rest of the night.

Jin kips up to his feet.

✦JINZAI: But Hebi’s right, Tony. What’re we worried about? What can they do to us? What do they THINK they can do to us? UE runs the roster, UE runs the brand, UE run the wrestling business as they know it. We’re un-f*ckwithable to any and every tag team that thinks they wanna bring fame to their name under the HKW Banner or anywhere else we decide to go.

Jinzai looks over at Tony with a dark grin.

✦JINZAI: Any little get back Markus and Angelo wanna try their hands at? We can do bigger and better. They don’t want to get into that kinda battle with us and they know it.

Capone nods as he removes a cigar from his inner jacket pocket.

✦TONY CAPONE: That may be so, but you two should know better than to underestimate people.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Okay, okay fine. Maybe we are a little but who are they compared to mi y Drago? They don’t have anything in their arsenal to keep us from taking those World Tag Team belts away from them.

As Capone takes a pull from his cigar and stares hard at Emilio.

✦TONY CAPONE: You’re head isn’t all the way in the game as you are too afraid that this knock off boogeyman Flame is going to snatch you up in the dark. As far as I’m concerned you being this way causes you to be a bit of a liability to you two achieving just that.

✦JINZAI: WaitwaitwaitwaitwaitWAIT, Tony… I think you’re looking at this all wrong. Hebi’s not off his game. Yeah he’s a little paranoid, but think on it. It’s not underestimating them cause they’re champs for a reason… but think long and hard about who it is they’re trying to plot on, distractions aside.

Jinzai wraps one of his arms around Emilio’s shoulders and brings him in close.

✦JINZAI: This man right here’s one of like two people, two people in the entire f*cking company that’s held the two top titles. He’s beaten a who’s who of HKW’s past and present. He’s SHOWTIME. And most importantly? He’s dangerous when somebody brings that primal out of him.

Jinzai turns and looks back at Capone.

✦JINZAI: You think even on his off day, that two punkass kids from across the globe are gonna be be able to do sh*t for dick against HIM, let alone both of us? Forget Flame for a minute and tell me with a straight face Tony that you think they’re built like that. Tell me you think they’re gonna get one over on us without some kinda help?

Tony shakes his head.

✦TONY CAPONE: No of course not. I’m just pointing out the facts of the matter. You both need to be on your A game. Both of you. I doesn’t matter if these people are lesser than you, they will always looking for a way to one up you. To climb that ladder to reach up into the heavens you all call home to take it all away from you. That’s not going to happen. And I’m not going to let any of that happen to any of you.

✦JINZAI: They can keep looking up all they like, Tony. They can plot, scheme and pray that they can catch us on an off day, but it’ll never come. Why? Cause we’ve got you running things to make sure we’re always honest, always level and we’ve got each other in case someone’s stupid enough to try.

Jinzai gives a large grin.

✦JINZAI: S’what family’s for, right?

He and Em laugh for a moment, before Jinzai looks between Em and Capone with a devious grin.

✦JINZAI: So, with that in mind… whaddya got for us if they do wanna try something, Tony?

Capone brings the two in, speaking in a hushed tone about a few contingencies he has up his sleeve as the scene fades.

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✦WHISPER VIPERI: The following contest is scheduled for one fall...

The lights flicker around the arena, almost as if they're constantly shorting out as Blood, Sweat, Dust by Lacuna Coil begins to play through the speakers. As the curtain gets peeled back, Johnny Evil steps out onto the ramp wearing (will insert attire here). He looks from left to right, scanning the audience in the arena as fog emerges upon the ramp. Rocking his head from left to right, Johnny takes a couple steps forward on the stage and stops at the foot of the entrance ramp.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Making his way to the ring... from Detroit, Michigan weighing in at two-hundred and twenty-five pounds... The American Horror Story, JOHHHNNNNNNY EVVVVVVVVIIL!!

He starts making his way down the ramp, continuing to scan around the arena as if he's paranoid and waiting for something to pop off. He makes his way to ringside as the fog trail continues to follow before hopping around a bit and then sliding through the bottom rope. Digging his hands into the ring mat like an animal, he hops up to a squatting position and scouts around before standing up.

Beginning a pace around, Johnny climbs upon the turnbuckles and drops his head forward shaking it frantically for a bit before dropping off the turnbuckles ad lazily resting upon them.

✦BRIAN MASON: You’ve got to give the powers that be credit. How many champions from days past in 4CW now walk the halls of HKW?

✦JACK WARREN: Too many to count I’d say, but Johnny Evil is the latest. A former 4CW Extreme and Tag Team Champion makes his debut tonight. We’ll see if he is as advertised.

Red lights in the rafters begin to flash off and on in tandem with the beat and opening distorted strings of the song. After a few moments, the loopy voice of Travis Scott begins to waft over the PA system.

“Woooooooo, woooooo-ooooooooooh….”

The lights come back up, resuming their normal brightness. Right on cue, Diana Hunter strides out onto the stage, a knowing smirk tugging at the corners of her lips.

“I bet she could never make you cry,
‘Cause the scars on your heart are still mine.”


She stands at the top of the ramp with outstretched arms, soaking in the positive reaction from the crowd before she descends the ramp.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: NOW INTRODUCING! From San Diego, California...weighing in at 132 pounds...she is “DIIIIIIIAMOND WIIIIIIIILL”...“THEEEEE CALI KILLAAAA”...this is DIANAAAAAAA HUNTERRRRRRRRRR!

“Tell me that she couldn't get this deep,
She can almost be the worst of me.”


The crowd pops and a confident Diana continues down the aisle, rolling her taped wrists as she goes. She’ll play to the crowd a bit, nodding at them and continuing to smile.

“Too bad she's just eatin’ off your dreams,
Let me know when you're ready to bleed.”


The Californian hops up onto the ring apron, furious camera flashes from phones dotting the expanse of the crowd as those in the audience snap pictures of her. She stands on the apron for a moment again, arms once again outstretched before stepping under the middle rope and entering the ring.

“Baby, you just need to send for me.”

Diana makes a beeline for the nearest corner, climbing onto the middle rope and flipping her long, dark mane behind her before surveying the crowd. She points out to them before grinning to herself and hopping down. Her expression hardens a bit as she turns her attention to the entryway/her opponent, rolling her wrists again and readying herself for the match.

“Send for meeeeeeeeeeee, send for meeeeeeeeeee,
Send for meeeeeeeeee, send for meeeeeeeeee.”


✦BRIAN MASON: Whether or not he’s as advertised, you can bet that Diana Hunter is going to do her damndest to make sure Johnny doesn’t get his first win on Defiance tonight against her.

✦JACK WARREN: Well, let’s find out who is going to get their way.

MATCH TWO
SINGLES MATCH

Johnny Evil vs. Diana Hunter


DING! DING! DING!


As the bell echoes throughout the entire arena, both competitors step away from their corners and approach each other in the center of the ring. Bouncing back and forth on his feet, Evil keeps himself loose, ready to either make the first move or react. Standing tall, Hunter looks on before a grin stretches from ear to ear. Stepping forward with confidence, or maybe cockiness, Hunter holds both arms out to the side and mouths off for a bit. Keeping his eyes locked on Hunter, Johnny doesn’t stop his movement. Instead of running his mouth, he remains calm and quiet, focused on Diana. A few moments pass as the crowd slowly grows louder and louder and out of nowhere, Diana slams both hands forward, planting them into Evil’s chest and pushing him back a couple of steps. The bouncing quickly stop as Evil plants his feet and thrusts both hands forward, slamming them into Diana’s chest.

Driving his back foot into the mat, Evil pushes off of it and lunges forward, connecting with a hard right to the side of Diana’s head. Firing back, Hunter connects with a right of her own and follows up by grabbing Evil’s arm and pulling him into a knee to the gut. Hunter back steps, gasping for air. Quick on his feet, Evil then moves in and hits her with a left to the ribs. Throwing his right forward, he connects with a head ringing right hand. With Hunter worried about the upper body attack, Evil then kicks her in the side of the knee, taking her leg out from under her as she drops down to one. Grabbing Evil by the back of the head, Hunter then pulls it, lifting her knee and driving it into Evil’s face.

Falling backwards, Evil crashes to the mat. Stepping over and then standing above Johnny, Diana begins throwing lefts and rights, connecting with hard hitting punches from both sides. Rolling Johnny over to his stomach, Diana locks onto his head with both hands and presses his face against the canvas. Dragging Johnny’s head back and forth from left to right, she gives him a nasty face to mat burn before dropping down to one knee and delivering a combination of forearm shots to the back of the head. With Johnny in a daze, Diana pushes herself up and stands tall, towering over him.

✦BRIAN MASON: Diana looking strong early on!

✦JACK WARREN: Those strikes have Johnny in a daze.

✦BRIAN MASON: It’s still early on, though. Let’s not get too far ahead of ourselves.

Pulling Evil up from the mat, Diana turns him around to face her and then locks onto his arm with both hands. Using all of her strength, Hunter throws him to the corner across the ring. Crashing against the corner with force, Evil’s feet rise up from the mat and just as they touch down, Diana is right there, charging in and nearly taking his head off with a clothesline. Picking Johnny up, Diana sits him on top of the corner and then begins to climb up to the second rope. Locking her arm around Evil’s head, she grabs the back of his pants and goes to lift him for a superplex but before she can do so, Johnny begins slamming his fist into her ribs over and over until eventually breaking his hold.

Planting both hands onto Diana’s chest, Evil then pushes her forward, knocking her off the corner. Landing on her feet, Diana looks up and her eyes light up at the sight of Johnny Evil leaping from the corner and flying in his direction. As Evil closes in mid-air, he draws his arm back and then swings it forward, connecting with a brutal flying forearm smash before landing to his feet. Stumbling backwards, Hunter trips over her own feet and crashes hard to the mat. Racing to get back up, she climbs to one knee but before she knows it, Evil charges in and hits her square in the chops with a running knee to the face, knocking her flat on her back.

Looking down at Hunter, Johnny begins running his mouth, yelling down to her. After taunting Diana for a few moments, Evil kicks her in the side of the head and then instantly turns around, taking off towards the ropes. Coming back on the rebound, he leaps into the air and flips, landing across Diana’s body with a running senton splash. Rolling up to his feet in a fluid motion, Evil continues to run towards the opposite ropes. Hitting them hard and springing off with even more speed, Evil leaps and flies through the air before coming down with a vicious leg drop across Hunter’s throat, pinning her head to the mat as her feet shoot into the air.

✦BRIAN MASON: And just like that the momentum has swung entirely back in Johnny’s favor

✦JACK WARREN: WHAT A LEG DROP! Did you see her feet launch up into the air like that?

Slowly standing to his feet, Evil looks down at Diana’s body with a cocky grin still on his face. Walking towards her head, he reaches down and locks onto it before slowly rolling Diana over to her stomach and pulling her up to both feet. Ducking his head underneath Hunter’s arm, Evil wraps her up and then lifts her up and over, dropping him to the mat with a northern lights suplex. Hunter rolls back and forth, holding her lower back as Johnny climbs back to his feet. Taking a few fast paced steps forward, Evil kicks a field goal as he plants his foot into the side of Hunter’s head. Pulling her up to her feet, Johnny then whips her to the ropes and as Diana comes back, he lifts her up and flips her body before dropping her across his knee with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. With Diana down on her back, Johnny turns to the corner and quickly makes his way over to it before climbing to the top. Locking his sights on Diana, Evil then leaps forward but does a backflip, coming down with a shooting star press.

✦BRIAN MASON: OH MY GOD!

Evil crashes to the mat as Diana rolls out of the way at the last possible second.

✦JACK WARREN: JOHNNY EVIL JUST MISSES WITH ONE HELL OF A SHOOTING STAR PRESS!

✦BRIAN MASON: He’s going to regret that one in the morning. Let’s see if Hunter can make him regret it tonight, though.

With both competitors down, the official begins the ten count.

“One! … Two! … Three!”

Still down, both Evil and Hunter begin slowly rolling around, showing signs of life.

“Four! … Five!”

Pushing themselves up, they two begin to climb to their feet, but neither standing at the moment.

“Six! … Seven!”

Standing first, Hunter turns to Evil who is only up to one knee. Charging towards him, Diana wipes him out with a running clothesline as if she were trying to rip his head completely away from his neck. Pushing herself up, Diana wastes no time and doesn’t give Evil a single second to recover before grabbing ahold of him and pulling him up. Lifting him into the air, Diana drops Evil stomach-first across her knee with a gutbuster and instead of letting him go, she stands tall and pulls Johnny back up. Wrapping both arms around Evil, Diana squeezes him tightly before lifting him up and throwing him over her head with a belly to belly suplex.

Johnny smacks the mat and rolls up to a seated position, holding his lower back. Back on her feet, Diana see’s an opportunity and takes off running towards, kicking forward and driving her foot into Evil’s lower back. Evil releases a loud grunt as the pain shoots up his spine. Pulling Johnny to his feet, Diana then whips him to the ropes and as he comes back on the rebound, she wraps him up, lifting him into the air while turning, and drops him to the mat with a sit-out spinebuster. Crawling over Evil and making the cover, Diana goes to put it away as the official slides in with the count.

ONE
.
.
TW–


✦BRIAN MASON: Kickout before the two can fall!

✦JACK WARREN: Evil isn’t done just yet!

Surprised at the kick out, Diana looks up at the official for a moment, shaking her head at the count. Pushing herself up, she locks onto Evil’s head and drags him up as well. Holding onto Johnny’s head with both hands, Diana pulls her head back before slamming it forward, hitting Evil in the center of the forehead with a crushing headbutt. releasing her grip on Johnny’s head, Diana watches as he staggers back a few steps. Waiting for the right amount of space to open up between the two, Diana then takes off from stand still and throws her arm forward, going for another powerful clothesline.

✦BRIAN MASON Jesus the power behind that clothesline

✦JACK WARREN: If only she had connected!

Ducking out of the way, Evil avoids the massive collision. Still moving forward, Diana hits the ropes stomach-first and bounces off, stumbling backwards. Catching Diana in place, Evil then moves in beside her and takes her down to the mat with a side Russian leg sweep. Diana hits the mat hard and almost instantly pops back to her feet just as Evil stands. Spinning around to face Evil, Diana throws a wild forearm shot but comes up short as Johnny leans back, avoiding contact. Stepping in quickly, Evil retaliates with and swift kick to the back of Diana’s knee, forcing it to give out, dropping her down to it. Taking a few steps backwards, Johnny then steps in forward once more, this time planting his foot underneath his opponent’s chin with a superkick.

✦BRIAN MASON A SUPERKICK HEARD ROUND THE WORLD!

✦JACK WARREN: I swear to god I think I just saw the lights go out in Diana’s eyes!

With Hunter down on her back and more than likely unaware of where she is, Johnny paces around the ring with cockiness in his stride. Keeping his eyes locked on Hunter the entire time, Johnny steadily runs his mouth before closing in. Pulling Hunter up from the mat, Evil keeps her bent over and pulls her head in between his legs. Wrapping her up, Evil lifts Diana into the air and takes a few steps towards the corner before throwing her forward into the corner with a turnbuckle powerbomb.

Smacking the corner and dropping down to her feet, Diana stumbles forward but still manages to stay upright. Turning to the ropes, Evil takes off towards them and comes back on the rebound behind Diana, wrapping her head up and planting her face into the mat with a running bulldog. On one knee, Evil looks down at Hunter with a smirk on his face before standing to both feet. Walking to the other side of the ring, Johnny stands in the corner and watches as Diana slowly begins to come to.

✦BRIAN MASON: STAY DOWN DIANA!

✦JACK WARREN: You know she’s not going to do that.

As Diana turns back towards Evil he pops her up into the FALL FROM SHANGRI LA! Quickly he dives across the body of Diana Hunter as the referee slides in to count the pinfall

ONE!
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TWO!
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.
THREE!


DING! DING! DING

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here is your winner! JOHNNT EVIIIIIIIIIL!

"Blood, sweat, dust" fills the arena speakers, Evil pushing himself up from Diana's body but keeping a cold stare on the down Diana Hunter. The referee tries to raise Evil's arm, but the undefeated Evil pulls it away and leaves the ring.

WINNER: Johnny Evil via Pinfall (8:16)
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Once the scene fades backstage Felix Vialpando is seen storming down the hallway looking to be annoyed. He shoved a few people aside when they accidently either got in his way or were just in his way period.

✦FELIX VIALPANDO: Can’t you see me walking here?! Get out of the way!

Felix stops as he makes it to his destination. He looks as if he was going to knock but shakes his head and charges in instead.

✦FELIX VIALPANDO: ROMEO?! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS, HUH?! NOT ONLY DID I GET SCREWED OUT OF BEING THE SOLE WINNER OF THAT FATAL FOUR WAY LAST DEFIANCE, I HAVE TO TEAM UP WITH THE CRAPSHOOT WHO WON IT WITH ME?!

Felix slams his fist on the desk.

✦FELIX VIALPANDO: IT’S BAD ENOUGH I HAVE ENTER THE BRAND SUPREMACY CUP MATCH WITH THAT CREEP, WHY THE HECK DO I HAVE TO TEAM UP WITH HIM?! I DEMAND YOU FIND ME A BETTER PARTNER OR TAKE ME OUT OF IT! I REFUSE TO TEAM UP WITH SUCH GARBAGE?!

To Felix’s surprise, it’s not Romeo Price who spins around in the seat that’s usually reserved for the Defiance GM. Instead, it’s Defiance board member Selena King with a pair of Beats wireless headphones wrapped around her head. She initially jumps back, startled by Felix’s appearance and proceeds to pull her headphones down.

✦SELENA KING: Hi. You look like you were saying something...or yelling maybe? Your face is all red, chico.

✦FELIX VIALPANDO: WHAT?! WHAT?! WHERE IS ROMEO?! WHERE THE HELL IS HE?! WHY ARE YOU HERE?!

Selena wags her head curiously.

✦SELENA KING: BECAUSE HE’S OUT ON AN ASSIGNMENT AND THE LAST TIME I CHECKED, THE PERSON WHO SITS AT THE BOARD TABLE FOR THIS BRAND IS ALLOWED TO BE WHEREVER SHE WANTS!

She stops to catch her breath, wiping imaginary sweat from her forehead.

✦SELENA KING: Man, Iono how you do that. I’m out of breath just doing it once!

Felix reaches into this back pocket and takes out a notepad.

✦FELIX VIALPANDO: Grrrrr this can’t be I….UGH!!! FINE!

He places the notepad back in his back pocket.

✦FELIX VIALPANDO: Well then maybe you can tell me why the heck I have to team up with this weirdo sneeze face punk, June?! I should’ve been the only person who won last show! Not him! ME!!!!!

✦SELENA KING: It’s for the good of the brand! Listen, I know that you guys think that this is all about you, but it’s not. Not this time.

Selena clears her throat and taps her iPod screen to shut her music off.

✦SELENA KING: You two are teaming tonight because we want you two to form some kind of bond before the Brand Supremacy Cup Battle Royal. You don’t have to become best buds or nada, but we want...something! Something to make sure Defiance is the brand who wins the first ever BSC battle royal because that goes a long way, and YOU TWO need to form a mini unit before then. Work together until it’s down to all Defiance people, then kill each other. Copy?

Felix stares at her hard and starts to breathe heavily as if he was about to blow up once again. He calms down though and slows down his breathing.

✦FELIX VIALPANDO: Fine. FINE! If he screws this up for us I swear to God I’m serving him with textbooks on how not to freaking suck!

Felix turns and storms out of the office. Selena gestures for the cameraman to close to the door on her way out as she slides her headphones back over her head and spins her seat back around.

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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 is the winner of the 2017 Destiny Cup, ‘The Tenacious Little Bastard’ Dom Harter!

With that, Dom strolls into view; he’s dressed in his ring attire ahead of the main event later tonight, as well as his leather jacket with the studded shoulders, and as a special edition white ‘#MakePiledriversSexyAgain’ t-shirt beneath that. The trademark crooked grin spread across his face as Dom takes his place next to Eli.

✦ELI ZAYN: Dom, a big night ahead. You’re going to be competing in the main event against Jason Mentez, but before we get to that we have got to talk about what happened on the last Defiance.

✦DOM HARTER: Blockbuster announcement, right!

✦ELI ZAYN: I’ll say. Divine Supremacy we’ll be seeing Dom Harter vs. Sunshine Scandalous Tony Carmine one-on-one. Now, I know you’ve had your battles before this, but what can the fans expect this time?

Harter strokes his jaw for a moment, a perplexed expression on his face as he answers. Albeit, bluntly.

✦DOM HARTER: ...I don’t know.

✦ELI ZAYN: You don’t know?

✦DOM HARTER: Don’t make me repeat myself, Eli. No, I don’t know. You see, something Tony said two weeks ago has sunk in - I don’t know what he’s been upto in the last twelve months. I don’t know where he’s been, what he’s done, or anything outside of a few matches here and there…

Dom shakes his head as Eli just looks on in shock at the answer.

✦DOM HARTER: ...well, outside of what happened at War Ready. But the fact of the matter is, that night, I learned Tony Carmine still has some tricks up his sleeve. And he’s not going to be the man I faced back in 2015. The good news is neither am I! Bigger and better than before!

✦ELI ZAYN: Well that match is some weeks away yet. Tonight, Jason Mentez; the two of you have been back and forth on social media, talk of Hall of Famers, and former World champions squaring off inside a HKW rin--

A sudden commotion just out of view of the camera drew the duo’s attention away. Their expressions read nothing but dread as the noise drew closer, Eli suddenly being yanked off camera as a stranger’s hand grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. This mystery assailant’s identity was quickly revealed as in his place now stood the bastard son of Defiance, Aries Armadaist, the short fuse that defined him seeming to have already been burned out, judging from the snarl on his face. The two competitors shared something of a few tense moments of silence before Aries finally barked out.

✦ARIES ARMADAIST: Where is she, Harter?

Dom didn’t budge. He simply stared the blonde Canadian down as Aries’ expression soured ever further the longer he didn’t receive an answer.

✦ARIES ARMADAIST: Don’t you try and hide that squat little gremlin from me. All your doing is making this worse for her. I’M GOING TO FIND HER ONE WAY OR ANOTHER, HARTER!

✦DOM HARTER: You’ll have to be more specific, man. I know a lot of squat little gremlins…

Dom shrugs, and Aries’ expression just sours more.

✦ARIES ARMADAIST: WHERE IS SHE, HARTER?

✦DOM HARTER: Oh, you mean Annie...see, I’m not inclined to help you after you dragged me right into the middle of - whatever this is! So, no.

The vein in Aries’ forehead is throbbing, almost fit to burst as he and Dom get all up in each other’s faces. Their foreheads pressed against one another as they jostle for position. Aries’ lip gradually began to curl back against his teeth, his rage obviously building to their usual dangerous levels the longer this exchange continued. His hand soon reached up to grasp onto Dom’s shirt, holding the fabric that he despised so much tightly in his fist.

✦ARIES ARMADAIST: THIS is about teaching that rotten little troll you’re currently dipping your wick in that shit poked the wrong bear this time. THIS IS ABOUT TAKING BACK WHAT’S MINE!

His fist twisted now as it gripped the shirt,

✦ARIES ARMADAIST: AND I DARE YOU TO TRY AND STOP ME, BECAUSE I’LL RIP THROUGH EVERYONE WHO TRIES TO KEEP THIS FROM HAPPENING IF I HAVE TO, AND I’M NOT AFRAID TO START WITH YOU!

✦DOM HARTER: Ok…

The answer is simple, throwing Aries slightly off guard as Dom grabs hold of the fist that’s clenched on his t-shirt. He manages to remove it, pushing it back at Aries as the two lock eyes again.

✦DOM HARTER: I’ll stop you if I have to, Aries, don’t think I won’t. And it’s not even sticking up for that--

He makes the air quotes as he continues.

✦DOM HARTER: --’troll I’m dipping my wick in’, because trust me, I know how annoying she can be. I’ve been where you are, and I can even understand why you cost her that title match on the last Defiance. I mean, that should’ve been the end of this. But you two? You’re as stubborn as each other, but you?!

Harter laughs harshly, as he jabs a finger in Aries’ face.

✦DOM HARTER: You had to go and call my girlfriend a bitch, and tell me to put a leash on her. And, frankly, that bitch’s bite is worse than her bark, Aries…

Aries actually snapped at Dom’s finger, who managed to pull his hand away from the deranged Canuck’s maw, his anger obviously now beginning to boil over, now stepping back as Armadaist began to unleash a tirade.

✦ARIES ARMADAIST: YOU WANT TO DRAW THAT LINE IN THE SAND?! YOU WANT TO DIE ON THAT HILL?! FINE BY FUCKING ME, HARTER, GO GET THE BITCH! GO FUCKING FIND HER, AND I’LL BE MORE THAN HAPPY TO LET YOU GET MANGLED WITH HER! GO FIND EVERYONE THAT WANTS TO PROTECT HER SO I CAN TAKE YOU ALL OUT AT ONCE, I DON’T GIVE A DAMN! YOU CAN SLOW ME DOWN, BUT YOU CAN’T STOP ME! YOU CAN’T FUCKING SAVE HER NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRY!

Dom wipes some spittle from his face, flicking his wrist to get rid of it before he speaks.

✦DOM HARTER: Tell you what, go find a tag partner and we’ll see you on the next Defiance. How about that?

Aries didn’t respond immediately, the two once again sharing a tension filled moment of silence as they stared each other down. Finally, Armadaist’s mouth seemed to curl into some twisted, toothy grin before suddenly bolting off the scene just as fast as the hurricane of rage had just blown in. Harter is left behind, the smirk fading from his face as he walks away in the opposite direction.

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The camera peaks in moving into the doctor's office backstage. HKW lead doctor, Toby Galloway is standing in front of Jason while he holds an ice pack around the back of his head and his whole upper body is being wrapped up by Galloway. The cameras catch the visual of Jason’s bare shoulders a first time for fans to see a lot of the scarring and damage that he’s dealt with since his accident. Mentez turns noticing the camera crew and immediately reaches for his jacket that he had on earlier to cover the area. He grims them for a minute before he seizes a bit at the pain looking back at Toby Galloway who continues to finish up the wrap on his waist. Galloway looks back toward Jason focusing on his pupils as he brings up his clipboard.

✦TOBY GALLOWAY: It’s really imperative that you listen to what I’m telling you Jason. We’ve been down this road before. We know your previous history...this isn’t something to play with.

✦JASON MENTEZ: It’s imperative dat you hear me too Gallo. I’m wrestlin tonite.

Toby shakes his head and sighs pointing toward his notes.

✦TOBY GALLOWAY: Jason, you potentially have two broken ribs. The fact you can barely breathe correctly leaves me to believe that is more toward accurate. You need to go to the hospital. Your pupils are responding to light accurately but with your history you probably do have a mild concussion at least. You need to go to the hospital I can only diagnose so much from here. You really should not---

✦JASON MENTEZ: I’m wrestling Gallo. I’ve spent enuff time on the couch yo. You know how dis gon go. You gon tell me I’m in danger...dat aint nothin new. My TBI is there it is what it is. I’ve been wrestlin wit it just fine since den. You saw the scans back den. The fact is you, Dr. Wilson, and Dr. Patel dat I have in LA now all know what the situation is for me. I don’t have a concussion, dat come with the headaches n throwin up n you threw the lights in my eyes….I’m good. I’ve come into the ring wit worse….I’ve been in the ring wit worse. I don’t do excuses you aint ‘bout to sit here n give me em either.

Jason points toward his notes himself.

✦JASON MENTEZ: I been defying dese notes since the day I woke the fuck up Gallo. I aint suppose to even be here but I am, let me have dat. Don’t take dat from me. Whatever happens I’ll face dat. Come on son, it aint even dat serious. I’m fine. Let a vato do his job tonite cause you know either way I’m walkin the fuck out dere you know dis already man. I appreciate you yo. Real shit, you been 100 with me from the moment I came back but you know I aint got nothin else. I can’t do nothin else. Anything else puts me in the grave soon den dis shit. Let me provide for my family. Let me do what I do best. Aight?

Jason looks at Toby Galloway with a serious face. The respect Mentez holds for the lead doctor of HKW doesn’t get in the way of what he knows he has to do. He already made the decree, no one was taking him out of here permanently unless it was in a box. He meant that. Toby meets his eye contact and sighs shaking his head.

✦TOBY GALLOWAY: You know I don’t like doing this. I really don’t. I trust you though Mentez. You’ve already defied science in general so I guess I won’t stop you or your good luck but eventually it can run out Jason. You have to be mindful of that. Eventually these hits can and will catch up.

Jason nods at his words as he hops off the examination bed and he winces immediately at the landing holding his ribs. He makes sure the jacket covers him up putting it on while grabbing his t-shirt and other belongings off the bed.

✦JASON MENTEZ: I’ll cross dat bridge if it ever comes to it. Lets just say it’s hard to keep a scrappy ma(expletive) down. Hardest in HKW, I know yall think dats just a statement but it really isn’t.

He smiles through his pain trying to make sure he keeps face.

✦JASON MENTEZ: Now I gotta get ready for my main event. I promise, swear on errything I’ll go to the hospital right after aight? No lie. And thanks Gallo. Got my back man.

Jason gives a easy squeeze on Doctor Galloway’s shoulder in thanks and starts making his way out the office looking at the cameras as he walks by to the door.

✦JASON MENTEZ: N yall be some deadass nosy ma(expletive) you know dat?

He shakes his head with a smirk and gingerly turns the corner out of view.

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✦WHISPER VIPERI: This next match is a tag team contest and it’s scheduled for one fall… Introducing first…

“TRUTH.UNTIL.DEATH.”

The voice of Aidan Collins rings out in the arena as the lights transition to a shade of navy. The crowd erupts in a large reaction as the beginning chords of Run the Jewel’s “Blockbuster Night One” blast on the arena’s subwoofers.

On the Knoxotron, Aidan’s first HKW video package plays, showing Aidan walking through New York City as a giant, kicking over buildings like Godzilla. He even picks up the Empire State Building and throws it like a Javelin through Citi Field.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: From Hell’s Kitchen, New York… weighing in at two-hundred and twenty-five pounds, The Rebel, Aiden Collins!!

As soon as Killer Mike says “cuckoo”, the beat kicks into gear, with the bass amplified. This also coincides with pyrotechnic cannons blowing fire into the air. Some fans close to the pyro shield their eyes, their faces being warmed by the heat. Others stare into the light, their eyebrows raising as Aidan Collins walks out from the back wearing his ring gear along with an unbuttoned denim biker’s jacket that is stitched with dozens of psychedelic patches. He seems impervious to the fire as he walks past the pyro, focused purely on the ring ahead of him.

✦JACK WARREN: Well, Aiden Collins certainly does have a lot of nicknames, doesn’t he? Who has that many nicknames?? I mean come on now!

When he reaches the ring, Aidan pulls himself under the bottom rope and into the squared circle. Once he is able to get to his feet, he climbs up to the second turnbuckle and holds his arms out to the side while smiling towards the audience. He pulls the biker jacket off and fakes like he’s going to throw it in the crowd before dropping it beside the ring.

✦JACK WARREN: We sure got our taste of tag team action tonight with all the tag team action set on this card.

✦BRIAN MASON: Tell me about it!

Now ready to compete, he jumps off the turnbuckle and begins to lightly stretch before the match begins.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: And his partner…

The entire arena slowly fades to black as the audience excitedly awaits the entrance of "The Peoples GOAT". The drum beat and guitar solo start and a series of white and blue spotlights come up and pan the crowd. Mike Shinodas voice is heard on the speakers singing.

“Now here we go for the hundredth time, hand grenade pins in every line, throw ‘em up and let something shine, going out of my fucking mind… filthy mouth, no excuse, find a new place to hang this noose, string me up from atop these roofs, high and tight so I wont get loose.”

✦WHISPER VIPERI: From Toronto, Ontario, Canda, being accompanied by T Money… weighing in at two-hundred and twenty-two pounds, James Raven!

By now the fans are going wild and cheering as the spotlights slowly make their way to the top of the entrance ramp where a dim fog begins to form.

The spotlights come together as one, and the fog fills the top of the ramp until the downbeat hits and a major blue and silver pyrotechnic display goes off and the rest of the arena lights turn up to full. When the smoke clears James Raven is seen on top of the ramp, his hands thrown up over his head and a huge smile on his face. T Money stands behind him with his arms folded, looking all tough and shit.

“I BLEED IT OUT!!! Diggin’ deeper just to throw it away, I BLEED IT OUT!!!”

James makes his way down the ramp, with T Money following closly behind him showing off the chains around his neck while Raven starts high fiving fans and posing for pictures with several of them until he reaches the base of the ramp. Then, he pauses for a few seconds and sprints for the ring, diving in under the bottom rope and sliding in to the center of the mat on his hands and knees. He poses for a second, then gets up and runs for the turnbuckle, climbing up and posing yet again for the fans before doing a 360 degree spin off and doing the same on the opposite turnbuckle. As his music fades out he stretches in his corner, and then waits for either his opponents entrance or the starting bell.

✦JACK WARREN: I can’t wait to see what unfolds in this match!

✦BRIAN MASON: Well, I’m sure we’ll have to watch and see what The Hate Razor T Money brings to this tag match as well.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: ...and their opponents.

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 from Kansas City, Missouri… weighing in at two-hundred and twenty-five pounds, 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: You know, for such an energetic guy, June Kolby doesn’t really make much of an entrance! I mean we just seen fire cannons, Aidan Collins on screen stomping on New York like Godzilla, and T Money’s chains… Here June is slapping his head back and forth!

✦BRIAN MASON: Sometimes it’s not about your entrance but what you can do in the ring, Jack!!

✦WHISPER VIPERI: ...and his partner!

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: 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.

✦BRIAN MASON: All four men are in the ring and ready to go, this should be interesting!!

✦JACK WARREN: Of course it’s going to be interesting, we got my guy Felix Vialpando in the building and he’s from the streets of Compton!!

Aidan Collins gets ready to kick things off for his team while June Kolby and Felix Vialpando are still debating over who’s going to start the match for their team first. After a bit of discussion, Felix steps out and lets June Kolby take charge.

MATCH THREE
TAG TEAM MATCH

Aidan Collins and James Raven w/ T-Money vs. June Kolby and Felix Vialpando

DING! DING! DING!


Aidan Collins and June Kolby circle each other carefully for a moment and then lock up. Aidan Collins, spins around June and locks him in a headlock tightening down and dropping Kolby to one knee. He keeps the pressure on, shouting about how he’s the best before Kolby fires an elbow into his ribs and pulls himself back to standing position. He grips Aidan’s elbow with both hands and begins to pry the headlock away before gripping his wrist and Irish whipping him into the ropes. Aidan Collins springs off the ropes and comes forward, ducking a clothesline from Kolby. Collins springs back and June is still on the offensive, delivering a bionic elbow to the top of Collins head, causing him to drop to a knee. Kolby hits the ropes and rushes forward lunging back and connecting a forearm smash to Collins chin, knocking him to the mat.

✦BRIAN MASON: Well, it looks like Collins got too arrogant already and June Kolby made him eat his word, literally??

✦JACK WARREN: Pipe down, the match just started, Mason!!

June reaches down and lifts Collins to his feet locking his arm around Collins neck and spinning him out, dropping to the mat with a neckbreaker. He sits up and pulls himself to his feet as Aidan Collins digs his hands into the mat and climbs to his feet. June rushes forward, but Collins scouts it and delivers a hip toss. As Kolby comes to his feet Collins rushes forward and delivers a kick into June’s stomach, locking him up for a suplex. He lifts June into the air, but June falls behind him and locks his arms around Aidan’s waist slinging him back with a release German suplex.

✦JACK WARREN: June Kolby getting the better of this exchange early on!!

✦BRIAN MASON: What a nice release German suplex from Kolby!

Kolby stands up and lifts Collins to his feet pushing him against the ropes and delivering a chop to Collins chest. As he stumbles out of the corner, June jumps into the air and delivers an enziguri. As Collins rolls onto his stomach, Kolby makes his way to the corner and ascends the ropes. Hopping to the top, Kolby positions himself and looks down at Collins, also eyeing James Raven as he starts to inch toward him. From the top rope, June Kolby flies, dropping down with a leg drop, but Aidan Collins rolls out of the way at the last possible second. Collins climbs to his feet as Kolby struggles to stand up. Once June Kolby gets to his feet, Collins darts forward and connects a huge lariat, spinning him in air and causing him to hit the canvas.

✦BRIAN MASON: Now Aidan Collins is in the driver’s seat!

✦JACK WARREN: Playing possum always works, Brian… Trust me, it’s the best line of defense for any offense!!

Collins lifts Kolby to his feet and whips him into the corner, causing Kolby to hit the turnbuckles ad bounce out misguided pool ball hitting the edge of the corner pocket. As he stumbles toward Aidan, Aidan leans forward ad hoists him up onto his shoulders. Dropping backward, he plants June Kolby on the mat with a Samoan drop. Rolling to his feet, Aidan Collins rushes into the ropes and rebounds back jumping into the air and landing a running senton to June Kolby. He keeps the momentum going by quickly coming to a stand and pulling June to his feet. He tosses June into his corner and darts forward, connecting a running knee directly into Kolby’s ribs in the corner. Kolby buckles forward and falls to the mat as Collin’s makes a tag to James Raven while T Money is outside the ring hyping the crowd.

✦JACK WARREN: Aidan Collins with a tag to James Raven!!

✦BRIAN MASON: Some tag team tactics coming from Collins and Raven!

As Raven enters the ring, Collins lifts Kolby to his feet, holding his arms and restraining him. James Raven lunges forward and spins, going for a discus elbow, but Kolby ducks the move, causing Raven to connect it on Collins chin, sending him stumbling back and rolling out of the ring. Raven then fires a kick in Kolby’s direction, but Kolby grabs the leg and tosses it back down to the mat. Raven immediately attempts a clothesline in which June Kolby ducks. Turning back around to face Kolby, James Raven is swiftly caught in the top of the head with a clutch Pele Kick. June reaches out and places an arm over Raven for a pin…


ONE!!




TWO!!




NOOOOO!!!!


James Raven rolls a shoulder off the mat and causes June to roll off of him, making a crawl to his corner. June looks up at Felix as he approached the corner, but Felix shakes his head as if to say, “Go ‘head, ball out… You got it!!” ...

✦BRIAN MASON: Is Felix Vialpando really serious? Help your partner!!

✦JACK WARREN: Don’t insult Felix like that!! It’s not the right time to take the wheel… he’s waiting to make an impact!!!

June shakes his head in disappointment and climbs to his feet. He turns around and faces Raven who begins pulling himself to standing position. Kolby fires a knee into Raven’s ribs. June locks Raven up in a Northen Lights Suplex, but before he can execute it, Raven begins driving elbows into his back. He drives a knee into Kolby’s stomach and then locks him up in a suplex, sending him crashing down to the mat. Climbing to his feet James Raven walks over, making a tag to a now recovered Aidan Collins.

✦BRIAN MASON: Aidan Collins is back in the match!!

Aidan reaches down and pulls Kolby to his feet, locking him in a butterfly DDT and drilling him head first to the canvas. Aidan Collins climbs up and signals that the end is near as Felix now reaches his hand out, begging for a tag from June Kolby. Collins reaches down and lifts June to his feet by the wrist. Collins winds up for a wrist-lock ripcord, looking for Hell’s Kaleidoscope. He pulls Kolby forward, attempting the Discus Lariat. Kolby uses his free arm to block the lariat at the last second and kicks Collins in the stomach. As Collin’s buckles downward, June locks him in double undehooks and drops him down with a Kansas Check.

✦JACK WARREN: Kansas Check!!

✦BRIAN MASON: Great counter off Hell’s Kaleidoscope!!

Out of desperation, June Kolby hopes from the mat and falls backward extending his arm out and reaching toward Felix for a quick tag. As he reaches back, Felix hops from the apron with a smirk on his face and shrugs it off. He points at Kolby and starts disgracing him.

✦JACK WARREN: HAHA!! I guess he doesn’t like June Kolby much??

✦BRIAN MASON: Don’t you think he made that kinda’ obvious?

Felix Vialpando starts slapping his chest saying he’s going to win the Brand Supremacy Cup, causing June Kolby to look at him in anger. Felix begins walking away still eyeing June down as June climbs to his feet. He turns around to a now recovered Aidan Collins who rushes forward and delivers a monstrous Icepick spear, landing on Kolby for a pinfall.


ONE!!




TWO!!




THREE!!



DING! DING! DING!

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here are your winners, the team of Aidan Collins and James Raven!!

T Money slides into the ring to celebrate the victory with Aidan Collins and James Raven while Felix Vialpando stands on the ramp mocking the rest of the competition, including June Kolby.

✦JACK WARREN: Well, I guess we know where Felix Vialpando stands when it comes to the Brand Supremacy Cup!

✦BRIAN MASON: I have no respect for what just happened here!

WINNERS: Aidan Collins & James Raven via pinfall (9:43)
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We cut to the backstage area where Ashlyn De Luca is visible for the second time of the evening. She paces, arms half-folded, HKW Bloodlust Championship gripped in her right hand and phone gripped in her left, drumming against her bottom lip as she paces, shaking her head a bit with a thoughtful expression.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Sick of this shit, man…

She mutters to herself, still pacing, gaze set in the distance as she sighs.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: They wanna bring back the Purge rule… fine, I’ll take that on the chin. Flame wants to run around playin with the lights… fine, we can do this Paranormal Activity BS if he thinks it helps… what the hell are you even shook for, Ash? You’re fine.

She shakes her head again, clearly annoyed with herself. She lowers her phone, shoving it into her pocket before turning, getting ready to walk out of the area-- but stops short as someone catches her eye. Ash narrows her eyes, looking between the title in her hand and the person in front of her.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Ayy, you need to avert that gaze…

There stood Emilio Vialpando staring at the Bloodlust Championship belt with a few of Capone's security personnel standing close by. The head of the UE family smirked as he adjusted his suit jacket.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Lo siento. I can't help staring at something I want and will end up having when it's all said y done.

Ashlyn scoffs lightly. Emilio shrugs his shoulders.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Holding it pretty close aren't you? Shit, look like you halfway close to hulk smashing su teléfono celular the way you gripping it. You okay, Ash? Something got you spooked?

Emilio laughs as the others chime in with light chuckles knowing Emilio has been quite frightened as of late himself.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Maybe you can sense your days as champ are numbered.

Ash looks from Emilio, to Capone’s security, exhaling softly. She speaks to Vialpando, even as she locks eyes with one of the members of security, almost daring them to make a move.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: No idea what you’re talking about, Em. It’s never been a better time to be the champ.

She shifts the belt onto her shoulder and turns back to him, raising a brow.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Not that you’re gonna know what it’s like. Not unless you wait til the Purge and catch me asleep or some shit. Dunno why you always feel the need to get all up close to me, shifty eyes in the direction of my title all the damn time. And if there’s anything that’s got me spooked, it’s your creep ass and Clown Shoes A and B always stinkin up the corridors. Can I get some space or nah? Jeezus…

Ashlyn rolls her eyes and turns, preparing to walk away altogether. Emilio shakes his head and grabs her arm to turn her back around. Ashlyn raises a brow, looking toward his hand on her wrist with a scowl, but he speaks up before she has the chance to.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: I'm not waiting for no damn purge. I was right on my way to earning my spot before that freak chose to butt into my business! As far as I see it I'm your next challenger for that title, nobody else. And I don't care what anybody has to say about it.

He grunts while De Luca’s eyes narrow into a glare, burning into his eyes.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: I run this fucking brand. This brand belong to UE and that title es UE property just like any other championship belt around here. Do yourself a favor Ashlyn and just hand it over. Save yourself from any kind of hell that's coming your way. Have some dignity and self respect for yourself and just give it up before---

Suddenly the lights go out.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: GAHHD, are you serious right now? What the f--

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: LASS. HE'S HERE?!

When the lights turn back on they see a crew worked flipping back on the light switch in the hallway. He looks to the group and smiles.

✦CREW WORKER: Whoops! My bad guys!

Ashlyn De Luca is half stooped down, arms completely covering her head protectively to a chuckle from the Italian crowd. She blinks rapidly and slowly stands upright, doing her best to look as if she hadn’t literally ducked down out of fear of darkness. She shakes her head at the crew worker and adjusts the Bloodlust Title, placing it on her shoulder as she mumbles under her breath… but she looks around, realizing Emilio Vialpando is no longer right in front of her.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Where the hell.

Emilio is then seen peeking from behind Lass Bianchi. Seeing what actually happened and Flame wasn’t anywhere to be found he stepped from behind the head of his security team. He clears his throat and fixes his suit acting as if nothing happened.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: See, why you acting all scared Ashlyn? Flame knows better than to pull that shit twice. He knows he’d get f**ked up if he did.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Mmmmhm.

Brow raised, Ash gives Emilio a once-over and a ”tch” before shooting another cursory glance up toward the lights.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: I’m not gonna get caught ass-out when it is him, creepin around the corner, ready to strike next. Purge or no Purge, I know he’s lurking. That’s what creeps do.

She takes a step toward Emilio, sighing.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Guess you should watch your back too.

A pause.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: For your own sake. Right?

She adjusts her grip on that Bloodlust Championship once more before she backs out of frame and Vialpando’s eyes follow her as she walks away. Emilio balls up his fist.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Oh yeah?! WELL….I’M GONNA GET MY HANDS ON THAT TITLE BEFORE HE DOES?! IF HE KNOWS BETTER THAT FREAK WILL STAY OUTTA MY WAY!

After he says the lights begin to mysteriously flicker. Emilio looks around worriedly and turns to Lass.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: That was...Faulty wiring right? Never mind. Let’s go.

Emilio leads the men down the opposite direction of where Ashlyn was headed towards as she scene fades away.

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The scene opens up backstage, just in time to show Kai exiting what appeared to be an emptied dressing room. The Silent Warrior’s mask of stoicism dropped briefly, and a small smirk made it’s way onto his face before he quickly schools his features and begins to walk down the long hallway that leads back towards the rest of the locker rooms.

He paid the ring tech’s and backstage crew no mind as they moved out of his way, his mind elsewhere as he turns the corner… only to be forced to stop dead in his tracks at what lies ahead of him. A row of HKW Security stood in front of him, arms crossed and their expressions ranging from trying to be intimidating, to outright showing a little caution and fear of him. Kai arches an eyebrow at the scene then glances over his shoulder to make sure that none are behind him before turning his attention back to the security team.

✦KAI: A question… if you don’t mind...

Kai took a step towards the security team, his eyes cold as he takes a moment to look each of them in the eyes.

✦KAI: Considering that I’m only just now coming off of the fines I received for what I’ve done to other members of HKW’s esteemed security and several fans… is being right here, in my way, really where you want to be right now?

Footsteps coming towards Kai grasp his attention as he tries to peek over the tall security guards. He couldn’t see a thing, but he didn’t have to wait long to know just who the face behind the footsteps is.

✦FELICITY BANKS: Open Sesame!

Two of the guards position themselves against the wall on the left side and the other two stand themselves against the right wall to reveal none other than the HKW World Champion, Felicity Banks. Dressed in street clothes - well, more like pajama pants and a UE sweatshirt - Felicity flips her hood off of her head, a smiling beaming from her face.

✦FELICITY BANKS: Hi buuuuuuuuuuuddy! How’s it hanging? Have you taken the time to go sightseeing right here in the Greater Milan?

Cheap pop from the crowd, but Felicity hears it and cheerful smile she was wearing turns into a scowl.

✦FELICITY BANKS: Ew. It’s like they think that we don’t know they're from here. The sights are pretty as can be, but the people?

She turns to face Kai, a single stand falling over her left eye until she blows it away.

✦FELICITY BANKS: Well, some would be better off wearing facepaint. No offense, of course.

The HKW World champion shoos away the security guards, Kai immediately noticing that they were taking orders from his Divine Supremacy opponent.

✦FELICITY BANKS: Anyway, how are things? You feeling good, buddy? Feeling MIGHTY?!

She goes to slap Kai on the back but stops herself once she catches the look on his face.

✦FELICITY BANKS: Yah, nevermind all that. Let’s get down to business, shall we?

Clearing her throat, Felicity stands up on her tippy toes and tries (KEYWORD - TRIES) to look Kai dead in his eyes. She wags her hand in front of her face to make it seem like Kai has stinky breath and lowers herself back down to her 5’3” status.

✦FELICITY BANKS: I got an early birthday present from someone, and for one night only… I am the Defiance general manager! And I just want you to know that I promised the greatest board member of all time that I wouldn’t abuse my powers, sooooo… you have nothing to worry about! I mean, you kinda deserve to be in a gauntlet match with the entire roster against you, but I’m not petty like that. Nope! Not one bit! For me, it’ll be better to beat you at Divine Supremacy and ruin your last climb to the top of the mountain.

Kai sneers in a little disgust at the fact that Felicity’s the GM for the night and the blatant set up he’s about to endure.

✦KAI: And I’m sure that you’ll be a fair and unbiased party and not be above being a little short with me…Though considering it’s you I’m talking to, that can’t really be helped I suppose.


Sarcasm dripped from every word Kai spoke as he looks down at Felicity with a hardened glare.

✦KAI: You can call yourself whatever you like for the night, throw around whatever power your other half… forgive me, your “Greatest Board Member” gave you and hope and pray that it gets to me. I’ll walk right through it. You can stick me in whatever match you think will break me down and send whatever little message is floating about in that little head of yours. I’ll return the favor in kind and leave you laying in a broken heap on the road to “Your” Pay Per View. Why?

Kai kneels down, eye level with Felicity as she drops the pleasantries and glares right back.

✦KAI: Because nothing is stopping me from taking that World Title from you. Not UE, Not King, and not you.

Kai suddenly gives the coldest of smiles, and his eyes glint dangerously.

✦KAI: So do whatever you like tonight. I’m begging you. But a word of fair warning. If you waste it, and I’m still able to move of my own free will by the end of the night? Well…

Kai stands back up to his full height, letting the implications hang as his lips curve into a smirk. He crosses his arms over his chest and is almost daring her to do her worst at this point. Felicity wags her finger at Kai like a pissed off school teacher, taking a couple of steps back as she did so.

✦FELICITY BANKS: Now, you see? Why the hell did you have to go all the way there? You just had to ruffle some feathers, didn’t you? You couldn’t just be polite like me and tell me how fab my hair looks or ask me how I keep my sneakers so white and clean! Ugh.

Felicity glares up at the much taller Kai.

✦FELICITY BANKS: UGH! I WAS ABOUT TO DO YOU A FAVOR, KAI! AND TO PROVE THAT I’M NOT PETTY, I’M GONNA DO YOU THAT FAVOR ANYWAY!

The HKW World champion turns around and begins walking down the hallway.

✦FELICITY BANKS: I EXPECT A BIRTHDAY CARD BEFORE THE END OF THE NIGHT! OH!

She stops her step and turns back around.

✦FELICITY BANKS: It’s a good thing that you don’t seem to own any article of clothing that isn’t your wrestling gear because you have a match...and it’s next.

Spinning around, Felicity goes back to face Kai.

✦FELICITY BANKS: Well, not next next, but next after this next match. Toodles!

Kai watches Felicity leave, the smirk on his face growing wider if possible as a dark chuckle escapes his lips.

✦KAI: The mistakes we make, Felicity…. The mistakes we make…

His laughter echoes off of the walls as he turns on his heel and walks down the hallway, mentally preparing himself for whatever hell his “general manager” has planned for him in a few moments as the scene fades to black.

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✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall!

"I'll get you my pretty... and your little dog too!
There's no place like home!"


The funky drum beat and riff of 'Phenomena' by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs fills the arena and the quirky yet energetic Salem Kaiser appears at the entrance wearing a hooded dark purple leather tailcoat with huge silver buttons, the hood pulled over her eyes. She carries a silver cane, the top a silver claw gripping a dark purple crystal that has a plasma globe effect. She's tapping her foot and bopping her head to the beat...

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

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing first! Currently residing in Toronto, Ontario, Canada... "Something Like a Phenomena"... Salem Kaiser!!!

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

✦BRIAN MASON: Salem has had a match since her return, but this will be her first true test since returning to the HKW ring.

✦JACK WARREN: Pull out the bodybag, Brian! Salem’s return is going to be a short one.

✦BRIAN MASON: I highly doubt that.

She slides through the ropes, twirls off her jacket with a flourish and drops to a knee in the center of the ring, extending her arms out holding up the cane and playing to the crowd as the music fades. She takes the jacket and cane to the corner, ready for the match.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: And her opponent…

The arena lights go dark as "Carrion Flowers" by Chelsea Wolfe begins to play and the large masked man as Harbinger pushes out through the curtain. He seems almost uncomfortable as he walks out onto the stage before he moves down the ramp at a frantic pace and rolls into the ring.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: From Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania…. HE. IS. HAAAAAAARRRRRRRBINGER!!!

Once inside, he pounds at the leather of his mask with closed fists and moves down to his chest. He continues to do so before moving to a nearby turnbuckle and huddles against it as if he is trying to hide.

✦BRIAN MASON: This guy freaks me out, Jack. He really does.

✦JACK WARREN: He’s just misunderstood, Mase. After losing that buried alive match, all Harby wants to do is pick up a big victory here. That’s all.

✦BRIAN MASON: Right…

MATCH FOUR
SINGLES MATCH

Salem Kaiser vs. Harbinger


Salem comes out of the get firing on all cylinders! She blasts Harbinger with a running elbow strike that staggers the big man into the corner and follows it up with repeated body blows. She goes to punch Harbinger straight in the jaw, but the monsters grabs Salem by the throat, spins out of the corner and biel tosses her all the way across the ring!

Harbinger stomps his way toward Salem then reaches down to grab her by the throat. He rips her up to her feet and tosses his opponent straight into the corner. The mammoth of a man moves in and delivers a unison of standing clotheslines, then finishes up with a back elbow to Salem’s face.

Harbinger begins back away and finds himself in the opposite corner. He picks a head full of steam and charges straight at Salem for a running shoulder thrust, but Salem side steps out of the way and causes Harbinger to go shoulder first into the steel ring post!

✦BRIAN MASON: Great instincts by Salem there. The ring rust showed earlier, but that’s exactly what she needed to do to get some leverage here.

✦JACK WARREN: IF she can follow up now. Harbinger recovers like Michael Myers.

Salem gets behind Harbinger and starts kicking away at his tree trunk sized legs. Harbinger finally pulls his upper body out from in between the ropes, Salem bouncing off the ropes and catching Harbinger with a corner cartwheel hip attack!

..but it doesn’t phase Harbinger! He reaches forward and grabs Salem by the back of the head, then tosses her right over the ropes and to the floor! The pain shooting throughout her body is evident in Salem’s face as she squirms around on the floor. Referee Joe Nuck tries to start the ten count, but Harbinger moves him out of his way and goes right after Salem on the outside! He hunches over and grabs Salem by the hair before he whips her straight into the steel steps!

Harbinger presses forward and rips Salem up by her hair, looking up at the referee who wants him to bring the action back inside the ring.

ONE!

The referee starts his ten count, but this doesn’t stop Harbinger from biel tossing Salem into the laps of the people in the first row!

TWO!

The Wilkes-Barre native moves toward the guardrail, reaches one arm over and grabs Salem by the hair. He rips her up to her feet, but Salem wraps her arms around Harbinger’s head and pulls him down throat first against the steel guardrail!

THREE!

Harbinger stumbles back, Salem standing up on the guardrail and landing a flying clothesline on Harbinger, finally knocking him down to the ground!

FOUR!

Salem doesn’t even bother pulling Harbinger up to his feet and slides back in the ring.

✦JACK WARREN: That’s the smartest thing she could’ve done, Mase! The only way Salem can win this is by countout!

✦BRIAN MASON: I wouldn’t say that, Jack. Salem has proved over the years that she can find ways to win even if the odds are stacked against her.

FIVE!

Harbinger sits right up, pushes himself up to his feet and turns toward the ring. Salem’s eyes go wide as she watches Harbinger grab a hold of the middle rope and pull himself up onto the apron, but Salem’s right there with a dropkick to the face!

SIX!

Harbinger drops back to the mat, but he only shakes his head and slides back into the ring! Salem’s right there to pummel away with rights and lefts to the back of Harbinger’s head, but the behemoth gets to his knees and shoves Salem halfway across the ring! Harbinger gets to one bended knee, Salem scattering up to her feet and charging forward to land a shining wizard! Harbinger drops straight to his back and Salem makes the cover!

ONE!



TW---KICKOUT!


Harbinger sends Salem flying with the emphatic kick out, but Salem rushes right up to her feet. She moves forward and tries to lock in a double underhook for the Hijack Kevorkian, but Harbinger stands up to his feet and pushes Salem back first into the corner! Harbinger rips his arms away and begins driving shoulder after shoulder into Salem’s midsection. Harbinger lifts Salem up in a fireman’s carry, then slams her straight to the mat! He makes the cover…

ONE!


TWO!



KICKOUT!


Salem gets a shoulder up much to the delight of the crowd.

✦JACK WARREN: She shouldn’t have done that, Mase! Doesn’t she realize she’s in the ring with a menace?!

✦BRIAN MASON: And if anyone can beat this menace, it’s Salem Car--Kaiser.

✦JACK WARREN: You moved on real quick, didn’t you, Mase?

✦BRIAN MASON: What?!

Harbinger rips Salem up to her feet and tries to pick her up for the gorilla press slam, but Salem catches him with a stiff elbow straight to the chin! This staggers Harbinger enough to let Salem create some distance, but she immediately dashes forward and attempts her monkey flip DDT --

-- but Harbinger holds her up and dumps her out straight to the floor! Salem’s body lands hard on the thin protective mat, Harbinger immediately exiting the ring to go right after his downed opponent, but Salem clips him with a chop block to the back of the knee!

ONE!

The referee starts his ten count, but Salem ignores it and starts delivering kick after kick to Harbinger’s chest! She tries the decapitating buzzsaw kick to the head, but Harbinger catches Salem’s leg, picks her straight up into the air and slams her right down to the floor!

TWO!

Harbinger lets out a primal roar before he hunches over and grabs Salem by the hair. He rips her up to her feet and wraps his hands around her throat, then biels her spine first onto the entrance ramp!

THREE!

The three hundred plus pounder moves toward Salem and once again rips her up to her feet. He tries to biel her even further up the ramp, but Salem hops on Harbinger’s thighs, catches her balance and spikes his head onto the entrance ramp with the monkey flip DDT!

FOUR!

✦BRIAN MASON: Standing monkey flip DDT! Salem might have Harbinger right where she wants him.

✦JACK WARREN: If she can get back in the ring.

✦BRIAN MASON: And she will!

FIVE!

Both competitors are down, but Salem starts crawling toward the ring. She inches her way closer and closer and tries to stand herself up, but Harbinger grabs a hold of her ankle!

SIX!

Salem tries to kick herself free, but Harbinger eats every shot and pulls Salem towards himself. He blasts her with a forearm straight to the head, but Salem fires back with an elbow of her own!

SEVEN!

The elbow is enough to daze Harbinger a bit, giving Salem the time to stand up to her feet. She turns around to check where the referee is with his count, but gets spun around by Harbinger who levels her with a boot straight to the face!

EIGHT

✦BRIAN MASON: They’re about to get counted out!

✦JACK WARREN: And I don’t think Harby cares!

Harbinger goes to pull Salem up to her feet, but Salem catches him with a forearm straight to the cheek!

NINE!

Hearing the referee’s count up to nine, HKW’s resident witch goes to run toward the ring, but Harbinger grabs her by the hair and rips her straight back onto the entrance ramp!

TEN

DING! DING!! DING!!!

The audience fills the arena with jeers as Harbinger looks toward the ring, foaming spilling out of his mouth.

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

More boos come from the crowd, but none of it phases Harbinger! He presses his boot down against Salem’s throat and starts humming some religious tune as he does so! Salem tries to push the monster’s boot away, but she can’t do it!

✦BRIAN MASON: THE MATCH IS OVER, HARBINGER!

✦JACK WARREN: Harby doesn’t care, Mase. How many times do I have to tell you that?

✦BRIAN MASON: HE’S HARBY NOW!? ARE YOU GUYS PENPALS NOW?!

✦JACK WARREN: … I don’t have to disclose that information.

Finally moving his boot away from Salem’s throat, Harbinger grabs her by the arm and pulls her up the entrance ramp. Harbinger makes a cut-throat gesture as they reach the top of the stage, but Salem manages to take the big down with a leg sweep!

She dives on top of Harbinger’s back and begins pummeling away with elbows, forearms, fists and even slaps in attempt to slow down the big man, but Zombie Lamia pops up out of nowhere and rips her off Harbinger!

✦BRIAN MASON: WHAT IS SHE DOING OUT HERE?!

✦JACK WARREN: Helping her friend, Mason! You’d know something about that if people actually liked you.

Zombie Lamia tries to dig her fingernails into Salem’s eyes, but Salem pushes her away, gets a bit of a running start and levels Lamia with the New Hampshire Handshake (Superman Forearm). Salem spins around to focus her attack back on Harbinger, but Harbinger’s right there to grab her by the throat!

Harbinger lifts Salem up in the air, walks with her back to the top of the stage, but Salem catches Harbinger with a thumb to the eye! Harbinger lets Salem down, Salem backing away a few steps before she comes forward for a second New Hampshire Handshake--

✦BRIAN MASON: NEW HAMP---

✦JACK WARREN: NO!

Harbinger uses Salem’s own momentum against her and spins her around in a circle before slamming her THROUGH THE STEEL GRATE WITH THE BLACK HOLE SLAM, ALSO KNOWN AS THE WHIRL!

HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!


✦BRIAN MASON: HARBINGER JUST PUT SALEM KAISER THROUGH THE STAGE!

✦JACK WARREN: THEY BOTH WENT THROUGH THE STAGE!

A number of on-site EMT’s rush toward the stage, but they’re taken aback once they see Harbinger pull himself out of the hole! Harbinger crawls out, stares down at the lifeless Salem Kaiser, then moves in the direction of his fallen partner in cri---evil. Harbinger lifts Zombie Lamia up, hoists her over his shoulder and walks straight to the back, proud of the destruction he’s caused.

WINNER: NO CONTEST (8:16)
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A frustrated Boaz Kennedy is spotted inside his locker room ripping off the compression sleeve on his right arm. He takes a seat on a steel chair and slams his face into his hands, mumbling the words:

✦BOAZ KENNEDY: My Defiance career starts with two straight losses. How the hell did this happen

The RISE Champion brings his hands down and leans back. He lets out a sigh and shakes his head as he hunches over to untie his boots.

✦BOAZ KENNEDY: Maybe going up against two of this brands top players wasn’t the best idea. First, it was Kaiser and now Ace Watson? All the new signings get to fight people like The Weedman and Chad Krane, but me? The Champs? He goes up against the --

Soon enough, the door opens, revealing Artemis Kaiser walking in with her arms tucked behind her back.

✦ARTEMIS KAISER: Hello, Mr. Kennedy, I’ve come with a proposition for you. Seeing as your older sister decided it was wise to recruit my younger sister, I feel like it’s just about necessary for me to do the same. Although, I believe that you have much more to offer to Team Defiance than Sophie does to Team Subversion. You’re not a petulant child, throwing temper tantrums. You’re the man who wanted to shape RISE into what something more than just a developmental brand. You’re also one of the few that can say that they’ve honestly shocked me.

She makes herself comfortable, sitting down on his bench. Swiping her coattails down to the ground, she goes to position one leg over the over, giving Boaz an intrigued look.

✦ARTEMIS KAISER: It’s apparent that I want you on Team Defiance. I have to ask you, so that’s why I’m here today. It’s entirely up to you, as this could be your test against Alexa. You can prove to her that you’re ready, which is something I believe you are.

Boaz stares at Artemis but looks toward his door to make sure there isn’t another cameraman around. Initially, he thought he was on an episode of the wrestling version of Punk’d, but once he sees that it’s only he, Artemis and the one cameraman? Boaz is all smiles.

✦BOAZ KENNEDY: You want me on Team Defiance? There are dozens of people who would love to be in this match, and you want me?

Boaz stands up out of his chair and runs his sweaty palms against his pants.

✦BOAZ KENNEDY: Wow. I certainly was not expecting this. This would mean that I’d be done with RISE after Divine Supremacy…

That last line makes Boaz think. He sits back down and begins running everything important through his mind. Was he ready to be a part of the main roster? Did he have what it takes to represent the flagship show of HKW? What will happen to RISE if he accepted the offer?

✦BOAZ KENNEDY: I…

He glances back at the RISE Championship resting on a chair, then turns back to Artemis.

✦BOAZ KENNEDY: I accept.

✦ARTEMIS KAISER: Fantastic!

Artemis claps her hands together, satisfied and pleased with Boaz’s answer. She gets up promptly and starts to head to the door. She stops, and heads back to go rest a hand on Boaz’s shoulder.

✦ARTEMIS KAISER: You’re the future, my friend, and I’m glad you made the right choice.

She then continues back out of the room, leaving Boaz to ponder to himself. The feed then cuts back to elsewhere in the building.

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As the scene fades back out to the arena the fans are seen hoping to see the next match up of the night.

✦BRIAN MASON: Interesting night we’re having, huh Jack?

✦JACK WARREN: How many times do I have to tell you Brian?! I’m The Man or Mr. Man to you!

✦BRIAN MASON: *sighs*

✦JACK WARREN: Oh you think you’re too good to address me by my na---

All the lights in the arena suddenly go out.

✦JACK WARREN: Oh great! The greasy ass italians have all the time to make good ass food but can’t take the time to pay the f**king electric bill?! See this is why we shouldn’t have went on this international to--

Suddenly pyro bursts from the four ring post and there in the middle of the ring sitting Indian style sat...well who else would it be? “The Blazin’ One” himself! Flame! The crowd erupts after being in utter shock. The fans begin to chant Flame’s name in their native language as he sat there looking down to his lap with there with his long hair covering up his face.

✦JACK WARREN: Oh no…

✦BRIAN MASON: FLAME!!! FLAME IS HERE?! JACK, LOOK?! IT’S FLAME?!

✦JACK WARREN: OH MY GOD WILL YOU SHUT UP?! HE MIGHT HEAR US AND COME OVER HERE AND LIGHT US ON FIRE?! SHUT THE HELL UP?! HAVEN’T YOU WATCHED A SINGLE DAMN HORROR MOVIE?!

Flame slowly began to look up with his hair still hiding his face beneath it. He looked around scanning the crowd. The lights came back on but with a red and orange tint all around after the pyro from the ring post died down. He allowed for the fans to cheer or boo him as he sat there taking in their reactions of his presence. Flame then whipped his hair back revealing his emotionless facial expression as he looked to the crowd. He slowly lifts up his hand revealing he had a microphone. Once the fans seen the microphone in his hand they knew to quiet down.

✦FLAME: Here I am...The man you all have been asking about...Wondering about...Ever since I laid to rest two individuals who want a prize they have yet truly deserved to hold for themselves…

He flashes a erie smile.

✦FLAME: Darkness has yet to give them this honor...but it will...It will once they embrace what is inside of them. The pain...The sadness...The thirst for blood….The craving for...destruction…

Flame tilts his head and runs his fingers through his hair.

✦FLAME: Throughout this year both of them have displayed every component of what drives them to succeed in life but neither….Neither of them have embraced the gift that is lies dormant inside of them but itches out at random and rare moments...Can’t they feel it? Can’t they feel the darkness inside of them itching to be freed? To run through their veins. To finally be accepted...To gift them with absolute power...The power that they desperately crave…

He laughs some.

✦FLAME: I can see it inside them...I can feel it….It wants to be unlocked...unleashed...let loose onto this world...

Flame pauses for a moment and looks down to the mat.

✦FLAME: It’s time...It’s time for that darkness to be be unlocked inside of you Ashlyn….Emilio….Until it is...Neither of you are worthy...Worthy of the HKW Bloodlust Championship…

He looks back up and smiles.

✦FLAME: Embrace it...And it will all be over….

The pyro bursts from the ring post once more and the lights go out completely. When the lights come back on Flame was gone!

✦JACK WARREN: What in the hell was that?

✦BRIAN MASON: I don’t know but I’d sure hate to be Ashlyn De Luca & Emilio Vialpando right about now.

✦JACK WARREN: You and me both.

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JOHNNY EVIL: “Grande Milano, Italy…”

As the scene fades in on the Knoxotron Johnny sits Indian style on the floor in a dark locker room, rocking himself back and forth. The only assumption is that he is numbing his inner pain as the look stretched across his face and his body language is that of a wounded animal. One would assume that this is a bad thing, but a wounded animal, especially a predator is the most dangerous kind.

He rubs three finger tips seductively across the fresh, self inflicted, scratch wounds across his forehead. Before glaring into the darkness at whatever remnants of blood from the wound may have transferred to his fingers. Licking his tongue upon them, he looks back into the camera. The darkness makes half of his body silhouetted.

JOHNNY EVIL: “Tonight, Sono venuto, ho visto, ho conquistato… My first time in an HKW, Johnny Evil came, he saw, he conquered… but NO!!”

Evil’s tone grows aggressive and agitated as he smashes one his fists against the cold, hard, concrete floor. He continues off to speak as he shakes his head in frustration.

JOHNNY EVIL: “This one win against somebody who isn’t even at the top of the mountain doesn’t call for praises or celebration. It doesn’t even warrant a f**king acknowledgement. See what I want is bigger than that…”

He looks down and starts to giggle as his body begins to tremble and shake as if he has caught a case of the chills. Evil looks back up to the camera. His eyes are now opened wider as begins to hum, playfully.

Pulling out a zippo, Evil flicks it open and ignites the flame. He places the flame to the wick of a single black candle stood up upon the floor directly in front of him. As the flame rises on the candle and begins to give more light to the locker room, you can see that it’s a mess. It looks as if a hurricane hit it as the shelves are ripped from the locker and chairs are tossed on their ends. Bloody hand prints are smeared upon the wall and garbage lingers around him. The typical grunge setting that HKW will be used to seeing The American Horror Story, Johnny Evil surround himself with…

You know, creep type shit…

The hum soon turns to a giggle as Evil lets off a sigh and the personality of Dahlia Black begins to bleed through.

DAHLIA BLACK: “What he wants is so much more. In a battle for brand supremacy, my darling wants to destroy you all. A campaign if you must. A campaign for infamy!! Divine Supremacy would be nothing without a horror story, and Johnny wants in!!”

A wicked smile grows across his face, as the candle continues to flicker back and forth…

DAHLIA BLACK: “He wants to send a message to June Kolby and to Felix Vialpando. There are nine spots remaining and he wants one of those spots. He wants to be the entry that cringes your very hearts and makes you fear wanting to step into the ring at Divine Supremacy… What better way to make an impact?

DAHLIA BLACK: “He wants to be king of the mountain!!”

He lets out a laugh as he looks down into the flame, almost hypnotized. There is a moment of eerie silence before the camera zooms in on the wax dripping down the candle just before Evil blows it out and the footage from backstage cuts to static.

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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 The Silent Warrior. 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


Right in the center of the stage as the first verse kicks in, a figure clad in all black rose from the fog. The cheering grows louder as Kai comes into view, the white and black grease paint looking demonic underneath the lighting and his face blank and expressionless as always. Kai looks around at the sea of fans all around, before making his way down to the ring.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Making his way to the ring! Weighing in at 220 Pounds... THIS! IS! KAAAAAAAAAAAI!

Kai ignores the fans on either side of the isle and stays wholly focused on the ring as he stops on a dime at the foot of the ramp. He doesn't move for a few moments, just simply staring at the ring as if analyzing it in his mind.

✦BRIAN MASON: I have a feeling this won’t be good for Kai…

✦JACK WARREN: Don’t be such a negative Nancy, Mason. Our guest GM is just making sure Kai is fully prepared to face her in the main event of Divine Supremacy! It’s a big deal, you know.

✦BRIAN MASON: Making sure he’s prepared or making sure he isn’t one hundred percent?

Kai breaks from his trance-like state and quickly walked up the steel steps, entering through the ropes as he walks around. Kai shrugged off his trench coat and tossed it out of the ring, before bouncing off of the ropes as he began to warm up for the match ahead. Quickly popping his neck, he turned his attention to the stage as he waited for his opponent to arrive.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: And his opponent!

No theme song. No wall banner video, and no video on the titantron. It starts to seem like Kai had gone out to the ring for no reason at all, but his attention turns to the entrance ramp once the arena fills up with a majority of boos and some cheers. The HKW World champion, Felicity Banks, makes her way out onto the top of the stage, leaping over the hole that was created by Harbinger and Salem Kaiser. Kai stares daggers through his Divine Supremacy opponent, Felicity wearing a cocky grin on her face.

✦FELICITY BANKS: You know, it took me awhile to figure out just who the hell in the back was enough of a test for you before you get in the ring with the SUPREEEEEEEMAH! I mean obviously every member of the Upper Echelon would wipe the floor with you, but everyone has their own business to handle. I searched and searched and searched for an opponent for you, Kai, but I realized that one person? It’s just not enough.

Kai tilts his head to the side and wonders what exactly Felicity is talking about until he’s attacked from behind by the UE security guards, Benny and Max! Benny and Max bring Kai to the ground, the referee trying to pull them away from the downed Kai until Felicity trots down the ramp and screams for the referee to ring the bell!

✦BRIAN MASON: What the hell is this bullcrap?!

✦JACK WARREN: A brilliant plan, Mase! Kai should’ve just told Felicity how fab her hair looked!

✦BRIAN MASON: You make me sick, Jack. Sick I say!

The referee stares at the general manager, shakes his head in shame and calls for the bell!

MATCH FIVE
SINGLES MATCH

Kai vs. Benny and Max


Benny and Max continue stomping away at every part of Kai’s body until the referee steps in and pushes Max toward the ropes. Max reluctantly exits the ring, but Benny mounts on top of Kai and drives some stiff elbows straight to his face! Benny gets up to his feet, watches Kai move into the corner and catches him with a corner dropkick!

Kai falls flat to the ground, Benny dragging him by his arm to tag in Max. Benny holds Kai’s arm up, allowing Max to come in and boots him right in the abdomen. Benny exits the ring, but Max continues beating down Kai until the referee steps in and rips him away! Max and the referee get into a shouting match, but the temporary distraction allows Felicity Banks to enter the ring and catch Kai with a superkick to the back of the head!

✦BRIAN MASON: What a cheap tactic by our general manager for the night!

✦JACK WARREN: Kai should never turn his back on the Wolfpac. Awoooo.

✦BRIAN MASON: BETH KEATON’S NOT HERE!

Max moves the referee out of the way and dives on top of Kai to make the cover!

ONE!


TWO!!


KICKOUT!!!


Kai shoves Max off of his body, stunning his two opponents and the World champion on the outside. Felicity shouts for Benny to get in the ring and help Max beatdown Kai, but Kai nearly decapitates Max with a lariat just as Benny enters the ring! Benny charges toward Kai, but the Silent Warrior gives him a lariat for his troubles as well! Max tries to catch off guard with a clothesline of his own, but the number one contender for the World championship ducks underneath it and rolls Max up in a schoolboy!

ONE!



TWO!!



THREEE!!!


DING! DING!! DING!!!

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here is your win---

Felicity slaps the microphone out of Whisper Viperi’s hands and turns toward the ring. She points at Kai and wags her finger from side to side.

✦FELICITY BANKS: No. No no no. That’s not how this was supposed to go!

The HKW World champion circles around the ring and yells at Benny and Max to get to their feet.

✦FELICITY BANKS: I’ve had a lot on mind tonight, and I totally forgot the most important part of this match! It’s not a two on one handicap match…

✦BRIAN MASON: OH WHAT THE HELL?!

Felicity smirks while Kai keeps his eyes locked on the two people inside the ring.

✦FELICITY BANKS: It’s a THREE ON ONE HANDICAP MATCH!

The HKW World champion waves her hand, gesturing for someone to come out from the back. Everyone’s attention turns to the ramp as the seven foot, nearly five hundred pound behemoth known as Jorgo starts walking towards the ring!

✦JACK WARREN: JORGO’S ABOUT TO EAT KAI FOR DINNER!

✦BRIAN MASON: I don’t see how you could approve of this, Jack. It’s a blatant setup!

✦JACK WARREN: That’s exactly why I approve of this! The MAN would do the same thing!

Max and Benny go right after Kai, but Kai manages to fight them off. He sees Jorgo still a decent distance away from the ring and whips Benny into the corner, then launches Max right into him with a powerful Irish whip! Felicity jumps onto the apron and looks ready to get inside the ring, but Kai stops her by swinging a right haymaker with all of his power! Luckily for Felicity, she gets off the apron at the last second, but the slight distraction gives Jorgo the opening to slide inside the ring and spear the intestines out of Kai!

Jorgo stays on the ground and crawls toward Kai, choking the life out of him when he gets close enough. It doesn’t take long before Max and Benny join in and begin stomping away at every limb on Kai’s body.

✦BRIAN MASON: The referee needs to get them out of the ring our call for the bell!

✦JACK WARREN: He might lose his job if he does that, Mase. I don’t think the referee in there right now even has a name yet!

Knowing he’s lost control and concerned for Kai’s well-being, the referee tries to do as Mason said and called for the bell…

✦BRIAN MASON: You’ve got to be kidding me!

The interim GM of the night has the bell in her grasp and walks it over to the entrance ramp! She sides it allllll the way up the entrance ramp, shouting out “IF ANYONE TOUCHES IT, THEY’RE FIRED!” as she walks toward the ring.

Max, Benny, and Jorgo continue to brutalize Kai, with Jorgo hitting a Running Powerslam that plants Kai dead center in the ring, just as Felicity arrives. Benny and Max send Kai back first into the corner with a Double Suplex, causing Kai to writhe in agony on the canvas. He tries to roll from the ring and escape, but he’s yanked back in by Jorgo before he can fall out! Benny and Max drag Kai back up to his feet and both bounce off the ropes - High Low Combination, turning Kai inside out!

Felicity finally slides into the ring with them and smirks at Kai’s broken, beaten body, before yelling at the three to pick him up. Benny and Max pick up Kai by the arms and holds him in a kneeling position while Jorgo held up Kai’s head. Felicity backs herself up into a corner calling for the Off With Your Head as Kai looks helpless, trying weakly to struggle and break free. Jorgo lets Kai’s head go, and Felicity shoots forward - and drills Kai right in the back of the head and neck, sending his head smacking off of the canvas with a sick thud!

The HKW fans boo heavily at the brutal, vicious display, but The SUPREEEEEEMAH is far from done as she turns around and screeches at The UE Bodyguards to pick Kai up again. Kai’s clearly out cold from the first one as Benny and Max heave him back up to a kneeling position. Felicity bounces off the ropes, gaining momentum - and blasts Kai right in the back of the neck with a second OWYH!!!

Kai’s lifeless on the canvas as Felicity and all three UE Bodyguards stand over, and the boos only grow louder. Jorgo holds open the ropes for Felicity, Benny & Max to exit, but The World Champion stops short, slowly turning to look back at Kai’s body with a glare.

✦FELICITY BANKS: MAKE IT COUNT, RIGHT?!

She suddenly leans up and whispers something into Jorgo’s ear, motioning to Kai. Jorgo gives a nod, then drags Kai out from underneath the ropes and hoists him up onto his shoulders, bringing him along for the ride as the group walks up the ramp.

They get up to the stage and Fel is motioning towards the far side, giving Jorgo his marching orders with a grin. The big man pulls Kai off of his shoulders and looks around at the crowd, before wrapping both hands around his throat…

CHOKEBOMB OFF THE STAGE, THROUGH THE TABLES AND SOUND EQUIPMENT BELOW!!!

HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!
HOLY SHIT!


✦BRIAN MASON: This is disgusting!

✦JACK WARREN: It’s what Kai asked for, Mason! He had this coming!

✦BRIAN MASON: What he asked for?! Deserved this?! What?!

Felicity runs over to the edge to see and nearly cackles as she spots Kai laid out beneath the broken tables and turned over soundboards. Medical Personnel and Trainers come flooding out of the back to check on “The Silent Warrior” as Felicity, and The Bodyguard Trio finally decide they’ve had their fun and exit to the back. The crowd boos the group until they disappear backstage, but get even louder once they hear a voice.

✦FELICITY BANKS: HERE IS YOUR WINNER! AND FOREVER UNTIL THE END OF TIME CHAMPION OF THE WOOOOOOOOOORLD! THE SUUUUUPREEEEEMMMMMMAAAAAAH! FELICITY… BAAAAAAANKS!

The boos continue to echo throughout the arena until Defiance goes to a commercial break.
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Backstage, Inferno and Zack Jones, Team DLC, are seen discussing their game plan. But this is stopped when they hear someone clearing their throat out of the shot, forcing the former World Tag Team champions to turn towards the direction of none other than Artemis Kaiser, team captain of Team Defiance.

✦ZACK JONES: Uh...can we help you, Artemis?

✦ARTEMIS KAISER: Yes, you two may. In fact, I think it’s apparent that the question you asked is rather redundant.

She tucks her arms behind her back.

✦ARTEMIS KAISER: I’m searching for members for Team Defiance, and I have a very short list of people that I would want to fight with me. Now, during my time with Scarlet as SIne Mora, we never had the opportunity to face off against one another, but I know surely that our fight would have been something extraordinary. I respect you two and all that you’ve done as a team and as singles competitors. The addition of either of you would bolster our ranks tremendously. As such, I, personally, will extend the offer to Team DLC to join Team Defiance this year and win that trophy from that--

Artemis giggles.

✦ARTEMIS KAISER: Abhorrent Alexa and her obsession with ravens. I can only hope you’ll aid me.

Zack and Inferno look at one another before looking back at Artemis.

✦ZACK JONES: Well, thank you, first off. We appreciate the compliments and whatnot and we do realize that being part of Team Defiance would give us an opportunity to showcase that we are one of the best tag teams in Hard Knox Wrestling and that Defiance is the top brand.

Inferno then cuts in.

✦INFERNO: The thing is we already know that. We’ve already shown the fans that. We know we’re one of the top tag teams in this business period and there’s no way we would waste our time on a show designed for casual players and newbies alike. Unfortunately for you, This whole “Marvel versus Capcom” issue doesn’t come up very high on our quest log. Priorities. Nothing personal. But on the other hand...experience points are experience points and I do like to be a completionist in my journey..

Inferno looks at Zack.

✦JACOB: If Young Ferno doesn’t trust ya Zords will shoot ya

✦INFERNO: We’ll think about it.

Zack nods in agreement.

✦ZACK JONES: Right now, we don’t think we want to get into something where we know we’ll be spending half the time watching over our shoulder about being targeted. I already deal with enough of that f**kery in HELL. And Inferno has this thing where he might let Chaotica destroy their houses in return and well, we don’t really want to pay the property damage on all of that. But like Inferno said, we’re not fully shutting the idea down. It’s just...a no from us now.

Jones and Inferno then nod at one another before leaving the shot, allowing Artemis to stare at them for a second before she turns and heads in the opposite direction.

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Having spent the past few days indulging themselves with a combination of fine wine, high fashion and having a little fun at the expense of the Milanese nightlife, the two members of SIlk & Cyanide walk the backstage area of the Mediolanum Forum as they make plans for what to do on their last night in Italy

✦SARA MASON: So I was thinking, E, we should make a night of it and give this city the fond farewell it so richly deserves. I’m thinking we head back to 10 Corso Como for a light supper, and wait until somebody desperate for our attention suggests going to a club.

✦ERIN MARIANI: ...and, as long as he doesn’t strike us as someone whose wallet is about as filled as his jeans, we take his suggestion under advisement.

✦SARA MASON: There’s nothing worse than someone who can’t see we’ve used them for the one, small thing they can do for us and we don’t need them hanging around all night thinking that he’s going to score.

✦ERIN MARIANI: Perish the thought.

The two of them share a mischievous, potentially malicious, chuckle

✦ERIN MARIANI: Which reminds me, as we’re talking about useless wastes, I wonder if it has dawned on those three misinformed creatures who had the nerve to think they could threaten us just how misjudged that move was?

✦SARA MASON: I hope not. It’s so much more entertaining to have a little fun at the expense of someone so stupid.

✦ERIN MARIANI: A little fun, yes, but they make for some tedious conversation.

Mariani rolls her eyes at the thought, before she theatrically waves her hand in the air to change the subject

✦ERIN MARIANI: We really should stop by the restaurant from the other night so we can get the name of the vineyard that supplied their wine.

✦SARA MASON: I’ll say, the white burgandy was divine.

✦ERIN MARIANI: Quite.

✦SARA MASON: Hoping to order a case for the cellar, E?

✦ERIN MARIANI: One or two.

Subtly casting an eye to Mason to gauge her response, a smile creeps across Mariani’s face

✦ERIN MARIANI: Maybe three, if there’s a little room in your place.

✦SARA MASON: I’m sure I can make a little room for it.

Mason cannot quite hide the excitement on her face at the thought of getting herself a case of the aforementioned wine...or maybe the process of freeing up a little space by disposing of a few bottles of riesling...or maybe the latter followed by the former

✦SARA MASON: I was also thinking…

Suddenly three figures appear in the hallway. The two women of Silk & Cyanide stop in their tracks as their faces go from cheerful to utter disgust of what they were looking at. The camera pans around revealing the Subversion stable of The Black Delegation.

✦ISAIAH JONES: Just the ladies we were searching for.

Upon seeing Isaiah, Mason dismissively rolls her eyes

✦SARA MASON: I thought the three of you were supposed to be in London.

After making a shooing gesture in The Black Delegation’s direction, the duo of Mariani and Mason walk past them and continue down the corridor, until Isaiah clears his throat.

✦ISAIAH JONES: You see fellas...Even when we’re right where we’re supposed to be they don’t want us there. But when they do it, it’s just fine and dandy. Don’t that sound familiar? Sounds just like back home don’t it? When the cops want pry and probe into our lives in our communities in our homes without their permission but because they have a badge...Everything is okay. Just like when Trayvon Martin was walking down the street in his own neighborhood headed home...He gets gunned down by one of them and it’s..Fine. And. Dandy.

Upon hearing Isaiah speak, Mariani and Mason stop and slowly turn to face them, clearly not amused by his failure to take the hint. But rather than leave it at that, the three men turn to look at the women now.

✦ISAIAH JONES: Some things just never change, do they? Even in our very own profession. Tsk. Tsk.

Xavier shakes his head in disappointment and mouths the words “Shameful”, before he speaks up.

✦XAVIER ASHER DANIELS: The entitlement! The GALL to insinuate such things, and to our faces no less! I would say I’d expect more from you two, but then again you believe that you can just brazenly walk into a man’s home with no invitation, disrespectfully interrupt as we’re addressing our peers and those who walk along with us in our mission, and think that there wouldn’t be any blowback.

XAD delivers a sneer of disgust at both members of Silk and Cyanide.

✦XAVIER ASHER DANIELS: It’s perfectly fine for some, but I suppose the rules that get tacked on for some of us need not apply to those with the Complexion for Protection. But to answer your questions so that you don’t strain for thought, we came here tonight for a civil conversation.

He gestures between himself, Isaiah and Akeem.

✦XAVIER ASHER DANIELS: Unlike you two unsavory edomites, we try to be a little respectful before our hands are forced. Even when the offending party doesn’t deserve it.

✦AKEEM BURROWS: We’re just paying back the favor you were so credulous of doing last Sunday. You want to step into our home unannounced, we figured we grant you the same honor.

Akeem looks around and shrugs.

✦AKEEM BURROWS: Seems just about the same over here that it does of here to be quite honest. Just like Subversion, I think Defiance could use some more color, if you know what I mean.

Having heard more than enough, Mariani clicks her tongue before she looks to Mason - either for guidance, or possibly to double check that Mason isn’t about to think “F*ck it” and charge in - before she casts her eyes back towards the members of The Black Delegation, at which point Mariani actually begins to laugh

✦ERIN MARIANI: You poor, misguided fools.

Disdainfully shaking her head in their direction, Mariani continues

✦ERIN MARIANI: Has it not occurred to you at any point that for all your talk about “disrespect”, we’ve treated you the same amount of respect that we give to every other insect that deluded themselves into thinking they’re superior? In fact, we have been more than fair with you, considering the circumstances.

✦SARA MASON: I’m sure if you look around you might find the Swiss-Italian Connection. Maybe you can ask them how much respect we gave them?

Raising an eyebrow, Mason snickers in amusement

✦SARA MASON: Remember to act surprised when they break out in a cold sweat and try to change the subject.

✦ERIN MARIANI: So tell us, and do be precise and use a lot of detail when you do, just how have treated you worse than anybody else? Because as far as my partner and I can see, the only difference that you have compared to everyone else is that we haven’t had to remove pieces of you from under our fingernails.

✦SARA MASON:yet.

✦ISAIAH JONES: You came onto OUR show and insulted us, not the other way around. Don’t you two go trying to justify that and try to act as if you are in the right and we are in the wrong! Wait...What am I saying. That’s what you all do. Something doesn’t go your way, you’re fast to point the fingers at person darker than you and blame them.

Jones shakes his head. Xavier scowls lightly.

✦XAVIER ASHER DANIELS: We don’t care how you view other teams. If they want to make the mistake of letting the likes of you walk all over them, derogate & deride them as a team and as people, then that’s their mistake to make. One we won’t tolerate happening to us from the likes of you or anyone else in an HKW Locker room.

Xavier steps forward, glaring at Sara Mason.

✦XAVIER ASHER DANIELS: Like Brother Isaiah said, you came onto our show in a flagrantly disrespectful way. You decided to insult and provoke us and instead of having a shred of honor, we’re seeing a bunch of mental gymnastics on display and treating this as if it were for jokes.

XAD wags a finger mockingly.

✦XAVIER ASHER DANIELS: We’re not for play, ladies. You will respect the three of us, or we’ll drive the lesson into your skulls. We’re not picky on which road the two of you take on that one.

Upon hearing the threat, Mariani turns her head as she and Mason consider their next move - or at least that’s what it looks like, as instead Mariani chuckles

✦ERIN MARIANI: This is exactly the sort of thing that only happens because an idiot decided that today is International Men’s Day.

As soon as she finishes speaking to Mason, Mariani whips her head back towards The Black Delegation and she certainly does not seem to be amused, as her eyes have narrowed and her words are dripping with venom

✦ERIN MARIANI: I do not have the time or the tolerance to listen to the three of you blame everyone but yourselves for the insignificant problems you think you are facing.

Mariani pauses for a fraction of a second to raise an accusing finger to the air with an almost stabbing motion

✦ERIN MARIANI: If you have a single word on the tip of your tongue...no, a solitary syllable, I suggest you bite down HARD because you are starting to become tiresome. This is the second time you have thought it wise to threaten us, all because you think you are in control of this situation - but we will gladly give you an education in equality…

Mariani and Mason begin to advance towards The Black Delegation, as the three men put up their fist ready for the fight with Isaiah agging the ladies on even more with his words- but as the distance begins to close, Defiance board of direction Selena King steps in front of the two teams and holds her hands up toward their faces.

✦SELENA KING: What the hell is going on here?! You’re really gonna try to fight back here for no reason?! Really?

She shakes at her two roster members and glances back at the Delegation.

✦SELENA KING: And why are you guys even here?! This isn’t Divine Supremacy. This isn’t House of Pain.

The Defiance board member throws her right arm up in the air and snaps her fingers. The small gesture is enough to have a dozen security guards bumrush the Black Delegation, at least three members of the team grabbing each man.

✦AKEEM BURROWS: GET OFF ME?! UNHAND ME?!

✦ISAIAH JONES: LIKE I SAID, IT’S FINE FOR THEM TO DO THINGS LIKE THIS BUT WHEN IT COMES TO US IT’S A WHOLE OTHER STORY! YOU CAN’T KEEP US DOWN?! THE BLACK DELEGATION WILL STAND UP TO THIS INJUSTICE! YOU WILL NOT DISCOURAGE US!

✦AKEEM BURROWS: THIS ISN’T OVER! THIS ISN’T OVER DAMNIT?!

As the three members of The Black Delegation are ushered away, Mariani and Mason both seem to enjoy watching what is playing out in front of them, with Mason offering a sarcastic wave to the trio as they go - that is until Selena King rounds on them

✦SELENA KING: Now was that entirely necessary?! You know there’s much easier ways to make things like this happen, right?! Divine supremacy is a couple months away and you don’t get to just make these matches on your own! You can’t bring Subversion talent to these grounds because what if they bring more?! IT’S WAR RIGHT NOW, LADIES!

Selena lets out a sigh, reaching to her pocket once she feels the phone vibrate.

✦SELENA KING: And now Jensen is texting me! You see what you did?! I swear I appointed an interim GM for this!

Realizing she’s about to have to have a long conversation with Jensen Banks about what’s going on, Selena runs a hand down her face and shakes her head as his evening just became a lot more difficult, at which point she turns to head back to her office - with Mariani and Mason glowering at her back for every step of the way.

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✦WHISPER VIPERI: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall!

"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 weighing in at a combined weight of 421 pounds...TEAM D...L...C!!!

✦BRIAN MASON: Team DLC was approached tonight by Artemis Kaiser, where they seemed less than apt to join Team Defiance. However, they’re scheduled for action tonight where they’ll try to get back in the running for the Tag Team Championships.

✦JACK WARREN: Against mystery opponents, no less. If they want to prove their best, they have to fight anyone. It could be The Polychromatic Lion Attack Squad, Canadian Chainsaw Massacre, Hell is Waiting--anyone!

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.

As they both stand in the ring, the lights start to die down. There is a growing anticipation in the arena as they await their mystery opponents. Team DLC doesn’t deter from their composed nature, merely looking on until the projection screen fades into a familiar state. Furthermore, a song that many know and have come to dread starts to play.



✦BRIAN MASON: That’s...no, no way.

✦JACK WARREN: BOBBY B, BABY!

Bobby B. Barabbas, the Pied Piper of the Underground, appears on the stage with his arms tucked behind his back.

✦BRIAN MASON: Why is he here?!

Before Team DLC can get ready for whatever comes, Inferno takes a kendo stick shot to the lower back. The lights come back on with Kevin Hardaway looming over Inferno with an admittedly joyful look on his face.

✦JACK WARREN: Damn, you hear that, Mase?! That’s the sound of REVOLUTION, BABY!

✦BRIAN MASON: It’s Bobby--and Kevin Hardaway. Wait, this can’t be.

Zack Jones tries to react the best way he can, but he is soon brought to the ground by The Crowning by Gavin Grimes. Meanwhile, Inferno is brought up by Mylo Danvers, who drops him back down with Chief’n. Hardaway eyes Mylo, and they both nod. Mylo gets a chance to put Zack down with Chief’n before allowing Mora Findlay and Kitty Sasso to enter the fray. Kitty takes Zack and Mora takes Inferno, putting them in their respective submission holds. Monster Trap and the Scott Lock does their work until the two women are satisfied. Bobby has since made his way into the ring and he has a microphone in hand. He kneels down before both of Team DLC with a wry grin.

✦BOBBY B. BARABBAS: I hope none of you believed that we weren’t going to be involved.

He gently places the microphone down and stands up. Before any more damage can be wrought, the crowd pops as Boaz Kennedy and Ace Watson hit the ring, sliding in to try to even the odds. They’re out numbered, but none of the people in the ring seem reared to fight. Instead, they all started to leave, which draws some confusion out of the two newcomers in the ring.

✦BRIAN MASON: Does that...does that mean that there’s a Team Underground!

✦JACK WARREN: NAH, DUH, MASE!

Boaz and Ace help each member to their feet as the show cuts elsewhere.
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In the ring already is none other than the Dynasty champion, Jaxon Queen. He taunts the audience a bit, getting them riled up, which gets a laugh out of him before he finally speaks into the mic.

✦JAXON QUEEN: You people are just sooooo easy to rile up. It doesn’t matter what country you’re from. It doesn’t matter what city you’re from. It doesn’t even matter what neighborhood you live in. You’re all just so easy to poke and prod and just piss off.

The audience boos again, but Jaxon continues on.

✦JAXON QUEEN: Anywayyy, I’m out here to talk about some important business, so all of you can SHOW ME SOME RESPECT and shut the hell up while I make this huge announcement.

More boos, but Queen waves them off.

✦JAXON QUEEN: As you all know, it’s almost Divine Supremacy time and unlike last year, I don’t have to partake in the stupid brand wars where we all will eventually see someone turn on someone because, well, let’s just face it. There’s a lot of untrustworthy people in this company. Hell, there’s so many untrustworthy people in this company that make me look like a saint. But who cares about brand wars? I’m here to talk about an important championship, aka my championship, and what’s next for it.

Jax begins pacing.

✦JAXON QUEEN: Obviously, I’m going to continue holding this for a loooooong time, but I need to start giving people shots because I simply enjoy crushing dreams and drinking all your tears when another of your fan favorites falls at my feet.

Queen chuckles as the audience boos him once more.

✦JAXON QUEEN: But the problem is...there’s no one who can even give me a fight that I haven’t already beat. Jackie Fowler has already had about six f**king chances at this title. Artemis is going to be too busy with brand wars. Hell, even someone like Jason Mentez is still busy dealing with Asha Astor’s crazy ass. So it leaves me at a point where I might as well call up Brett Sands and convince him to toss someone like Brylee Brawler at me.

The audience cheers at the mention of Brylee, getting a cackle from Jaxon himself.

✦JAXON QUEEN: Sorry, I don’t defend my title against RISE talent. Not that desperate just yet. So I’m really stuck at who should get a shot at this title because everyone with actual talent is already busy. So until that moment, I guess I’ll just sit back and wait for someone to show me that they actually could be a problem. So as of right now, the Defiance roster, outside of some names, is being given an opportunity to prove something to me and prove that they will at least last 10 minutes in the ring with me before getting dropped and pinned for yet another successful defense. Until then, I’m just going to sit back and relax.

Just when Jaxon seems like he is about to drop the microphone, “F**kin’ In The Bushes” by Oasis starts blaring out from the P.A. System. Jackie Fowler steps out from behind the curtain, his face like thunder as he paces the stage like a caged animal. Rather than his traditional Manchester CIty jersey, he instead wears a New York City jersey with Andrea Pirlo’s name written on the back, getting a huge pop for the reference to the Italian and Milan football legend. He takes a moment, letting the reaction sink in before speaking.

✦JACKIE FOWLER: Hey up, Chuck. Don’t think you’re gonna get off as easy as that, eh? I’ve blasted out on a good few occasions that I ain’t done with ya yet. Did you not get the memo, bollocks? Did you not see the tweet? Did you not listen to the interview? Did you not pay attention at all? Nah, didn’t think ya did. Living up in dream world, living to the Dynasty opening credits while looking out at the world through rose tinted glasses, that’s your way, innit ya daft flabby plonker.

Fowler paces the stage, a “Sexy Bastard” chant breaking out amongst the crowd which draws a smile from the outspoken Brit.

✦JACKIE FOWLER: And six times, eh? You started to lose count? Last time I checked, I got two shots at ya. One, DQ bullshit. The other? You and your UE bum buddies rigged the cage. Now that ain’t exactly a decisive victory, is it? That ain’t you being a frickin’ glorious and dominating champion. Hell, you only just renamed the belt, and you’ve already dragged that name into the dirt.

The crowd begin to roar in approval, Fowler making a step or two forward.

✦JACKIE FOWLER: And the likes of you talking about the ‘untrustworthy’? When the basis of your entire group is based on backstabbing, distrust and betrayal. It’s kinda funny, yanno. You opening your nob plowed mouth and letting any old shite spew out of it without even thinking. Or were you fed lines from the rest of the group while they worked it up your backside like you were Kermit the Frog?

The audience laughs at the imagery painted by Fowler, the crowd chanting “Lorenzo” due to his Italian middle name.

✦JACKIE FOWLER: You ain’t done with the Bastard, mate. Far, far, far from done. And while I may have a big match tonight tagging with Takamura against Big Tits and Jizz on Tits, you… you are still in my sights. And soon enough, bruv, it’s gonna be me and you with no bullshit, no excuses. Me and you.

Fowler points directly at Jaxon in the ring, his eyes staring icicle like daggers.

✦JACKIE FOWLER: You wanna know how serious I am, eh? You wanna know how serious I am about taking that title from around your waist? My name is Jackson Lorenzo Fowler and I--

The lights in the arena go dark. Suddenly a blue screen of death flashes on the Knoxotron. After the crowd erupts in boos, the signature green coding of HKW’s Moderator rain down the screen. Upon restoration of the house lights, Nest appears directly behind Jaxon Queen in the ring. Creeping behind Fowler are his keepers, Charlie Valentine and of course Banahan, Cole.

✦BANAHAN, COLE: My apologies, Mr. Fowler. It seems as though you are under the impression that Mr. Queen down there isn’t chomping at the bit for more legitimate competition. Relax, champ. My beast won’t hurt you unless I give the command. However, you must worry about the future of that Dynasty Championship in your possession.

Nest breathes down the shoulders of Queen.

✦BANAHAN, COLE: There has been a lot of sameness around this land lately. It is starting to feel a whole lot like 2015 again. The politicking and family feuds are coming to an end as we breach a new year. No longer will I be content keeping my monster in the background, knowing full well that at any given moment, he can demolish each and every single one of you. You have a strap and we want it just because. Not only do we want it, but we will speak into existence the day when Nest holds that Dynasty belt over his head. That day is coming soon...

Cole gives a side glare to Jackie Fowler.

✦BANAHAN, COLE: ...and I don’t think anyone around here is going to stop it from happening. Heh...heheheh….heh…

Fowler looks at Cole by his side, with his snickering laughter, before Fowler himself starts mimicking him in an over the top and insulting manner.

✦JACKIE FOWLER: Heh...hehehe… heh…

Jackie then throws out a crude hand gesture in Cole’s direction, that draws the ire of Nest’s mouthpiece.

✦JACKIE FOWLER: Swivel!

Jaxon takes a look at Cole, then at Nest, then back at Jackie before a smirk appears on his face. Clutching his title and taking a few steps back towards the ropes, he raises the mic and speaks once more.

✦JAXON QUEEN: Well, well, well. It looks like what I said seems to have gotten the attention of you both, huh? Maybe I should give Jackie a rematch just because of how our last match ended?

The audience cheers but Jaxon then points to Nest.

✦JAXON QUEEN: Or maybe I finally give someone else a shot? Maybe it’s Nest’s time to get his shit kicked in by the GREATEST and ONLY Dynasty champion!

The audience boos at this, not exactly liking either man currently in the ring.

✦JAXON QUEEN: No, no, no. We’re not just going to be giving title shots out here tonight. If you want someone to just give you a free title shot, you might as well go to the blue brand. I hear they’re giving rookies second chances at the Global title over there.

This gets an “ooh” from the audience before Queen points at Fowler.

✦JAXON QUEEN: You want another shot at this?

Fowler nods, but Queen turns away from him afterwards and looks over to Nest and Banahan.

✦JAXON QUEEN: Does your monster want a shot at this, you little f**k?

Cole nods as well, while Nest just stares at Jaxon, who turns away from them as well.

✦JAXON QUEEN: Then I guess there’s only one way to decide this. Next Defiance, Jackie Fowler will take on Nest...and the winner will get the opportunity to lose to me at Divine Supremacy when I put this beauty on the line!

This gets a huge pop from the audience as Queen drops the mic and slides out of the ring, hopping over the barricade to avoid confrontation with either man, raising his title high as he walks off. Cole and Jackie then turn to each other and stare at one another before Fowler nods and begins backing up the ramp, making another one of this crude hand gestures as he begins heading off to the backstage area. Nest stands tall and emotionless in the ring.

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The camera opens up backstage on Lola J, who stands outside of the HKW locker room with The Tribe. Fresh off their victory earlier in the night, in the group’s first official match, the trio seems elated.

✦LOLA J: I’m here with The Tribe, who were victorious this evening against June Kolby and Felix Vialpando. How are you guys feeling?

Aidan steps forward to talk.

✦AIDAN COLLINS: It feels—to put it in a way that the fans in attendance here will understand—"eccezionale”!

✦JAMES RAVEN: Wow, someone hit up Google translate.

✦AIDAN COLLINS: You’re damn straight I did, Raven! I’m excited as hell right now. It felt great out there wrestling here in Italy. It was one thing when I knocked Jackson Magnum’s teeth out of his face in New York City…but winning a match in Italy is making me feel like a gladiator. Now it’s time to drink wine and eat a mountain of pasta. We earned it.

T-Money pats Aidan on the back, before looking straight into the camera.

✦T-MONEY: We told all y’all what was going to happen and you dummies didn’t listen! The Tribe is playing for keeps and running through every tag team in HKW. That’s just facts!

✦LOLA J: But what about the manner in which the team won? While your team was doing well…

Aidan steps forward with an incredulous look on his face, putting his hand up to signal that the backstage interviewer should stop talking.

✦AIDAN COLLINS: The manner in which we won? Listen, babe—and I can I call you “babe”, right?

✦LOLA J: Well, actually…

✦AIDAN COLLINS: Babe, what you’re failing to realize here, is that the result is the only thing that matters to us. We’ve come in with a clear purpose: to dominate every person, team, and stable we run across. You can frame things however you like. We got a victory, we got paid…

Aidan looks to Raven with a grin, before turning back to the reporter with a smile.

✦AIDAN COLLINS: And I have a feeling that the party is just getting started tonight.

Lola immediately understands what Aidan is talking about.

✦LOLA J: You’re referring to the match between Tyberius King and Jackson Magnum later tonight? Are you planning another attack?

This time Raven steps forward to answer, feigning a look of confusion.

✦JAMES RAVEN: Woah, woah, woah… Those guys are having a match tonight?

Realizing that Lola isn’t going to buy into his act, Raven responds seriously.

✦JAMES RAVEN: You know, the word on the street is that those two guys aren’t getting along so well these days. It might just be our best option to let them tear each other apart tonight. And with the beating that Aidan already put on Jax, I’m sure those guys don’t want anything else to do with us…

✦T-MONEY: Yeah, baby doll. I’m pretty sure we already sent a message tonight…What do you say that you put on something a little more appealing and head out with us to the club tonight? I can get us into any VIP section in the city.

The offer visibly makes Lola uncomfortable.

✦T-MONEY: Or not… but we don’t have time to wait for your thot ass anyway! Come on boys, let’s get out of here. First bottle is on me!

The Tribe walk off, presumably to a club, leaving Lola J. standing there looking skeptical.

✦BRIAN MASON: Damn, Jack, we didn’t get an invite to go out with the Tribe!

✦JACK WARREN: You don’t really think they’re leaving here tonight before the Jackson Magnum and Tyberius King match, do you?

✦BRIAN MASON: Hey, that’s what they said, man!

✦JACK WARREN: Yeah, that’s what they said…but I think Jackson and Tyberius should be keeping their heads on a swivel, if I know anything about the Tribe.

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Zack Jones is seen stumbling around the backstage area, clearly still hurting from the attack he and Inferno just suffered courtesy of the Underground roster. He eventually arrives to the locker room door of Artemis Kaiser and pounds his fist against the door.

✦ZACK JONES: ARTEMIS!!!

The door swings open and Artemis stares at Zack, who holds his ribs as he breathes heavily.

✦ZACK JONES: The offer that you made? We’re accepting it! We’re in! WE’RE IN!!! WE’LL BE PART OF TEAM DEFIANCE!!!

Jones then storms off, clutching at his ribs as he curses under his breath, leaving Artemis behind to stare at him in surprise before she smirks.

✦ARTEMIS KAISER: My, my, Bobby, look what you did to yourself.

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✦WHISPER VIPERI: The following match is a one fall to the finish singles contest.

A single dark purple light begins to swirl through the arena as the words “over and over” are repeated for the intro.

As the main riff kicks in the stage glows in a dark purple and a heavy fog begins to fill the stage. Slowly Tyberius King makes his way through the fog wearing a sleeveless long black jacket covered in black feathers.

Sometimes I feel like I'm dying at dawn
and sometimes I'm warm as fire
But lately I feel like I'm just gonna rain
and it goes over, and over, and over again, yeah


King makes his way down the ramp avoiding eye contact with the fans as his head faces the ground.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: From Baykalsk, Irkutsk Oblast, Russia, he is “The High Exalted”, “El Corneja”, Tyberius King!

Too many flames, with too much to burn
and life's only made of paper
Oh, how I need to be free of this pain
but it goes over, and over, and over, and over again


He walks around the ring before climbing up onto the apron. King then scales to the top rope and looks out at the crowd. He jumps into the ring and then sits on the bottom turnbuckle waiting for the match to start

✦JACK WARREN: Since coming to HKW King has been in a bit of a funk. That seemed to change when he teamed up with Jackson Magnum, but the Tribe quickly took both men down a peg. That being said, Tyberius has been trying to keep Jackson calm, but all it ended in was a backstage altercation.

✦BRIAN MASON: The interesting part is that Ty is just trying to help. Jackson however is so temperamental that he does not seem to see that.

Ty waits in the ring looking up the aisle.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: And his opponent!

The arena turns green as a deep grey smoke filters through the entrance way. A bright yellow light flashes on the stage with a green superman signal in it only with a J instead of an S. As Jax walks out into the misty smoke he’s wearing a custom made suit with spectacles. Giving a smirk he looks out into the crowd. He then walks hops off the stage where a phone booth is waiting.

“In a land where people have lost their way, there is one man who has found that through his own methods, this world can be better. His power, his ability, his mere prowess evokes fear into the hearts of them who would oppose him. His talent unbelievable, his accolades undeniable, he is thee Irish Superman. ”

Jax steps into the phone booth as a green curtain falls over it. Almost instantly a bright light flashes as the phone booth door explodes open. The sound of Sinead O’Connor and the Chieftains “Foggy Dew” begins to play from the PA system as Jax steps backwards out of the booth. The first thing to come into view is his black cape with a green J within the superman symbol. Turning around Jax shows off his new green and black ring gear, with matching green shades

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Weighing in at 205 pounds, from Dublin Ireland, he is the Irish Superman, JACKSON MAGNUM!

Jackson then makes a beeline for the ring, ignoring the normal part of his intro, and coming face to face with Ty right away.

✦JACK WARREN: It looks like Magnum does not care for this at all.He just wants to rip off Ty’s head after early in the night.

✦BRIAN MASON: He is continuing to scream at Ty, but Magnum can not be 100% here. He just took a beating of a lifetime from Aidan Collins a week ago.

The referee holds Jackson back warning him it isn’t time yet, as Ty shakes his head leaning against the turnbuckle. Ty shouts that Jackson is an idiot, and that he is going to get himself hurt. The referee turns towards the timekeeper.

MATCH SEVEN
SINGLES MATCH

Jackson Magnum vs. Tyberius King


The referee gets ready to ring the bell but Magnum charges King again, forcing the referee to step in once more. Pushing Magnum back to his corner. While this is going on the Tribe, Aidan Collins, James Raven and T-Money begin to make their way down the aisle. The three men surround the ring. The referee finally turns and motions for the bell to be rung.

DING! DING! DING!

✦BRIAN MASON: What in the world is the Tribe doing out here.

✦JACK WARREN: They are going to pick up the pieces of what is left of these two after they are done destroying each other, if I had to hazard a guess.

King is looking around seeing all the member of the Tribe with a worried look on his face. He leans over the ropes warning James Raven, who points to King to look behind him, and focus mockingly. As he does he sees Jackson Magnum charging. King takes a sidestep and Magnum goes out onto the outside, but manages to land on his feet right in front of James Raven, before Raven can react Magnum vaults himself towards him landing a perfect Superman punch on the jaw of the Tribe member. Magnum then reaches up into the right sleeve of his suit and pulls out a baton and starts to take off towards Aidan Collins, who takes off himself up the ramp. While this is happening King slides out of the ring coming from behind T-Money who is watching Aidan take off. T-money turns around after being tapped on the shoulder by King only to be met with a huge forearm to the face, which sends him to the ground hard. The crowd is in a frenzy watching Magnum and King go after the Tribe, after the weeks of assaults from the three members.

✦JACK WARREN: What the hell is going on here?

✦BRIAN MASON: I have no idea, but Magnum and King are going after the Tribe here, but Aidan Collins took off towards the backstage area, with Magnum in hot pursuit.

✦JACK WARREN: It isn’t his fault, Magnum hate a baton on him and was looking to take his head off.

✦BRIAN MASON: Maybe Aidan should learn to leave a man alone when he is with his child then! He deserves a beating for that.

Back at ringside Ty sends T-Money head first into the guardrail, before turning him around and rolling him beneath the bottom rope. The referee calls for the bell, which rings as Ty gets back in the ring with T-Money, who is trying to gather his bearings.

DING! DING! DING!

✦WHISPER VIPERI: The referee has declared this a NO CONTEST!!

✦BRIAN MASON: Both men seemed to be outside much longer than a ten count. I think the referee just lost control of the match, and decided to throw it out.

✦JACK WARREN: You think Mase? How in world was he supposed to control this.

Ty reaches down lifting T-Money to his feet. Ty sets up his opponent in a standing fireman's carry. He then throws them off to the left and connects with a superkick as they are coming down

✦BRIAN MASON: KINGDOM COME FROM KING!

✦JACK WARREN: Man what did T-Money ever do to him?

✦BRIAN MASON: Remember the first night the tribe was here Jack?

✦JACK WARREN: I did not see it as that big a deal, but I guess.

Ty goes to lean down to grab T-Money against but James Raven grabs Money’s foot and pulls him out of the ring, while staring King down. After a moment, Raven starts making his way up the aisle. Ty calls for a microphone, as the crowd pops. The camera turns and we see Jackson Magnum coming through the crowd. He jumps the barricade, and rolls into the ring, joining Ty. The two men shake hands, then King is handed the mic.

✦TYBERIUS KING: Last week I turned on the Evolve Network to watch Jackson in New York. I expected it to be something, but not the something it turned out to be. Instead I saw Aiden Collins sneak up and attack Jackson from behind like a coward. I then had the misfortune of seeing his poor daughter break down into tears. As she was forced to watch her father be attacked right in front of her.

The crowd lets out a litany of boos, as Tyberius continues on. Jackson is biting down on his lip, trying to hold the emotion in.

✦TYBERIUS KING: Inside that hospital there was plenty of things that no one else had the chance of seeing. The innumerable amount of bloodied rags that were shoved into the hamper next to his bed. I saw the holes in his mouth where his teeth should have been. It was enough to make any man sick. But that wasn’t what stuck with me. What stuck with me was this poor sweet little girl that was worried about her dad. All she wanted to know was if her daddy was going to be ok.


Jackson is damn near in tears behind Ty who turns and pats him on the shoulder. Jackson takes a deep breath, then motions for Ty to continue.

✦TYBERIUS KING: So I told her that not only was her dad going to be ok but that something like this would never, ever, happen to her dad ever again. That I would have his back no matter what. Cause I know if we traded spaces he would have mine. Tribe, this right here was your one and only warning. From this point forward whenever you see Jackson, I’ll be right around the corner. Whenever you see me, Jackson is right there. We are going to be one step ahead of you at every moment. We are Blue Irish, and we were the wrong people to try and make a statement with.

King drops the microphone as the two men exit the ring to a chorus of cheers.

✦BRIAN MASON: The Blue Irish, I kind of like it.

✦JACK WARREN: You would!

Jackson and Ty turn towards the crowd giving them a nod before heading to the back.

WINNER: NO CONTEST (0:30?)
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We open up to a shot of Lola J smiling at the camera, stood in front of a large television screen which displays the Defiance logo. In the close shot Lola continues to smile, raising the microphone to her lips.

✦LOLA J: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, the GO Briefcase Holder, Christian Kane!

The crowd boos loudly as the shot begins to pan out, revealing Christian Kane in all his glory stood in front of his two bodyguards, Big Mike and Nyx. Still not dressed in his ring gear, Kane is handed a lint roller by one of his bodyguards, and the Canadian begins to use it before raising his shades to sit them atop his head. He looks over to Lola for a second, seeming confused.

✦CHRISTIAN KANE: What? I’ve got to make sure I’m looking good. It’s Milan baby. The fashion capital of the world. Are you telling me I shouldn’t be rocking a suit? Do you know how many babes are in this city right now? We’re probably on NATIONAL TV here in Italy. Do you KNOW how many women are keeping it locked on this channel right now because they took the batteries out of their remote controls to pop into their vibrators to prepare their bodies for me tonight? Do you know? No you don’t. You don’t know. So don’t give the GO Briefcase Holder of the WORLD that look.

✦BIG MIKE: Don’t give him that look.

Lola J looks over to Nyx, expecting her to say something, but suddenly remembers she doesn’t talk and her attention shifts back to Kane.

✦LOLA J: Well uh, oka-- wait, don’t you have a wife?

Christian looks around, almost angry that Lola brought that up.

✦CHRISTIAN KANE: You know what Lola!? I don’t like this damn line of questioning! Ask me about the match tonight, or my briefcase, or the fact I’m the GOAT. Or as they say in Italy, the CAPRA.

✦LOLA J: Sure, well...you are wrestling tonight in the co-main event, like you said. Which - um, you’re not going to wrestle in that suit, are you?

Kane turns around slightly, giving Big Mike a look of “what is this dumb bitch talking about?” before turning back to her.

✦CHRISTIAN KANE: Look, Lola. I could waltz out there in this suit and wrestle rings around Jackie Fowler and Kenshin Takamura if I wanted to. And I wouldn’t even have to tag in Nest. But I’m obviously not going to wrestle in a suit, god. You should know just how much this costs. The inside lining of this suit is filled with quotes and nudes from the DMs I get - so if anything it’s priceless. I’m going to go out there this evening and dominate like I always do. And for once...FOR ONCE...that bitch Romeo Price isn’t here to f**k things up for me.

✦LOLA J: I see. There has been animosity between the two of you, as we all know very well. But let’s talk about how the match this evening has come about. Last week, Kenshin Takamura came out to announce his move to Defiance and you...well, you didn’t take too kindly to it, attacking one of Defiance’s newest signings. So I’ve got to ask, why did you do it?

Christian Kane chuckles slightly. He nonchalantly removes the shades from the top of his head, hooking them onto his breast pocket as Lola points the microphone in his direction.

✦CHRISTIAN KANE: Why did I do it? Did you listen to that idiot in Mexico? “I am Defiance!”...who are you f**king kidding?

He laughs, this time, loudly.

✦CHRISTIAN KANE: Those stupid Mexicans lapped that bullshit up, but everyone else? Well, I don’t think anyone else is convinced. This is a man who won the Global Title in a match in which Michael Alexander and Tank were also involved...do you need me to repeat that for you? Michael Alexander and Tank. One’s an idiot and the other diddles kids. You can figure out which is which yourself. So this is a guy that barely met any resistance, had it his way his whole damn career, then expects everyone to kiss the tip of his below average cock the second he shows up on this brand? Are you f**king with me?

Kane turns his body slightly, taking his briefcase from Big Mike.

✦CHRISTIAN KANE: I interrupted him because it was my time, and he was taking up that time to be showered in praise whilst saying nothing worth while. I made it worthwhile by coming out there, and even more so by welcoming him to Defiance. I never planned on attacking him, Lola, it really wasn’t what I had in mind. But when he tries to undermine all the things I’ve done to get this...

The GO Briefcase holder raises his briefcase, patting it, almost lovingly.

✦CHRISTIAN KANE: Well that just pissed me the f**k off. Now his face pisses me the f**k off too. His stupid two-toned hair. His stupid honour shtick. Pearl Harbour. These are all things that piss me off, Lola. So tonight, I’m gonna take my anger out on him again, and if Jackie Fowler feels like sticking up for his new buddy, I’ll take that anger out on his “Two World Wars One World Cup” ass too. Big Mike, carry me away from this thot.

Big Mike instantly picks Christian Kane up, and the Canadian outstretches his arms in a sort of Christ-like saviour pose as he’s carried off screen. Nyx stays in the shot, staring a hole through Lola J for a couple of seconds before following them. Lola looks to the camera, almost sheepishly, before she speaks.

✦LOLA J: Uh...okay?

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A proud Felicity Banks is seen making her way toward her locker room of the night. She does her best to avoid any of the Defiance talents, not wanting to make any more GM decisions after executing her plan. She turns down the hall and stops dead in her tracks once she sees her locker room door open. She brings the HKW World champion into her hands and raises it up in the air with the intention of bashing it over someone’s face.

✦FELICITY BANKS: WHO THE F*** IS IN MY LOCKER ROOM?! YOU KNOW I HAVE THE POWER TO FIRE YOU FOR ANOTHER…

She glances at her Atlas wristwatch.

✦FELICITY BANKS: FORTY-FIVE MINUTES!

She inches closer and closer to her locker room door, her eyes squinted as she tightens her grip on her championship. She gets right in front of the locker room door, takes a deep breath and pushes it open with her shoulder…

✦FELICITY BANKS: GET OU---

Felicity’s rage turns into confusion once she sees what exactly is in her locker room.

✦FELICITY BANKS: The hell?

She walks straight inside, the cameraman following her in to see a large casket resting up against the back wall of her locker room. Felicity moves closer towards the coffin, her eyes going from the post that’s holding it up, back toward the door.

✦FELICITY BANKS: I’ve watched enough scary movies to know that I shouldn’t open this…

She sets her championship down on inside her locker and turns her attention back to the casket.

✦FELICITY BANKS: But what the hell!

Felicity walks up to the casket and circles it for a moment as she gives it a look over, possibly wondering how someone was even able to get it inside of the locker room. She stops right in front of it and cautiously reaches a hand out to open it. She grips the handle tightly, before swinging open the lid and jumping back in case someone was hiding inside.

Her eyes widen, and she takes a small step back as The HKW World Champion finds herself looking… right at a lifelike replica of herself.

✦FELICITY BANKS: The fu…?

The SUPREEEEEEMAH trails off as she gets a good look at the… thing residing in the casket. The replica looks EXACTLY like her, almost frighteningly so. Down to the tattoos and hair. Its skin was deathly pale, arms crossed over its chest and eyes closed, giving off the appearance of a corpse rather than a real copy. She stares for a few moments, a little put off, before finally backing away.

✦FELICITY BANKS: Yahhhh, no. We’re not doing this today.

Felicity turns to walk away, only to be forcibly yanked back as something latches onto her wrist.

✦FELICITY BANKS: I’M GOING TO BEAT THE LIVING SH--

Felicity entirely turns around with the threat on her lips, which abruptly dies as she sees what grabbed her.

One of the hands of the “replicant” had shot out of the casket and grabbed tightly onto her wrist. Fel tries to yank her wrist away from the hand and is forced to let out a startled yelp as the hand clamps down tighter. The Replicant’s eyes slowly blinked open much to Felicity’s horror, and finally settled on Felicity. Neither move for a moment, before the replica moves forward to get out of the large casket, it’d been inside of, walking straight towards Felicity.

✦FELICITY BANKS: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Fel manages to rip her arm away and makes a break for the door, kicking the chair she sat her title on over to put some space between her and the thing that was inside of the casket. She frantically swings the door open and goes to run outside and down the hallway…

Only to be stopped as an arm comes into view, cutting off her escape.

She slowly turns and comes face to face with an irate Kai, still looking half past dead and using the doorway to prop himself up following the vicious beatdown at the hands of her and UE’s security earlier in the night.

✦KAI: Going somewhere…?

✦FELICITY BANKS: NOPE!

Felicity slams the door shut, runs back toward the casket and rips the lifelike wax statue right out of the casket! She watches the figures head come off, then runs right into the casket, eventually pulling the door shut.

✦FELICITY BANKS: Ha! Once again the SUPREEEEEEEEEMAH! outsmartens every--

She begins to cough, slamming her hands on the casket door.

✦FELICITY BANKS: Wait! How am I supposed to get out of here?!

She slams her hands on the casket door a couple more times before she starts screaming:

✦FELICITY BANKS: HELP! SOMEBODY HEEEEEEEEELP! I’M STUCK INSIDE A CASKET!

Short pause.

✦FELICITY BANKS: There’s something I never thought I’d say. HEELLLLLLLLP! HELLLLLPPPPPPP!

The HKW World champion continues to scream as if her life was in danger until Defiance returns to ringside.

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✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a tag team match set for one fall!

We put this festival on you bastards, with a lotta love.
We worked one year for you pigs
And you want to break our walls down?
And you want to destroy us?
Well you go to hell!!


The crowd gets rowdier by the moment as “Fucking in the Bushes” by Oasis begins to play. The theme belongs to only one man. Jackie walks out from the back of the crowd, his eyes scanning the rambunctious crowd. He heads for one of the ledges, standing up on it with a latent pride. A cheery but cocky grin spawns on his face as he amps the crowd up, screaming for them to get the fuck up! The crowd gleefully obliges him as he makes his way down the stairs.

However, much to the shock and joy of the crowd, Fowler takes an immediate dive into the crowd, surfing the wave for a moment, before allowing them to drop him off near the middle of the walkway down. From there, he looks around the arena, seeing the fans, seemingly possessed by the gritty and hooligan nature that he bears. It brings a smile to his face, furthermore he whips a false tear from his eye as he continues his way down the stairs.

His rowdy antics, including him flicking out some fans and playfully arguing with them, only gets them even more behind him. He slaps the hands of more fans on his way down, before reaching the barricade. It takes him a moment, but he ascends it and stands upon it with ninja-like ease. He scans the arena once more, roaring expletive, but uplifting words for the crowd to hear. He then gets down and rushes underneath the bottom rope. He smacks the mat as he gets up.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing first! From Clitheroe, Lancashire, England! THE BASTARD OF BOWLAND! JAAAAAAACKIE FOWWWWWWLERRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!

As he does, he points at the referee, harping at him for a moment, before heading to his corner. There, he shadow-boxes, punching the turnbuckle pad with fast blows. He then rests his head there for a moment. He then turns his back to the turnbuckle, proceeding to rest on it. His eyes wander around the arena. Jackie simply nods his head as he awaits for his partner.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: And his partner!

The iconic chords of "To Die For" by Concerto Moon hits across the arena, sending the fans leaping from their seats to their feet in a frenzy. As soon as Kenshin Takamura emerges from the entrance tunnel, they get even louder and more raucous. With a smirk on his face, he steps to the edge of the stage and raises his index finger into the air as many people in the crowd mirror him. He examines the excited fans before nodding and continuing down toward the ramp, slapping a few hands here and there.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: On his way to the ring, weighing in at 228-pounds, hailing from Tokyo, Kantō, Japan...

Takamura backs into the corner of the barricade where the fans embrace him and pat his back.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: “The Kantō Katana" KENSHIIIIIIN TAKAAAAAMURRRRRAAAAAAAA!

As his name is announced, he raises his index finger into the air as the fans behind him mimic his pose. He then jogs up the stairs, grabbing the ring post with a single hand and slingshotting himself around it before walking across the apron, directly to the far turnbuckle. He pulls himself up on it from the outside and raises his index finger into the air as the fans mirror him. After dropping his arm, he drops down into the ring and takes his corner to discuss strategy with his tag team partner.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: And their opponents!

Charlie Valentine walks out on stage and stops mid-ramp. The opening to Deftones' "Cherry Waves" plays as a small screen of smoke cover the ground of the stage. As the first rift blasts through the venue, Nest walks through the curtain breathing heavily, keeping his head down. Valentine walks around to ringside. Nest looks out to the crowd briefly before eyeing the ring ahead, making his way down the ramp with an alarming sense of urgency.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing first!

Nest stops right before he gets to the apron and gives a loud roar. He rolls in the ring and starts cracking his knuckles as the music dies down.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: And his partner!

”SHOT THROUGH THE HEART, AND YOU’RE TO BLAME
DARLING YOU GIVE LOVE, A BAD NAME!”


The guitars and drums of the timeless Bon Jovi classic kick in throughout the arena as pyro goes off above the Knoxtron, raining white sparks down onto the stage. It’s here that Christian Kane makes his way through the curtain, standing in amongst the shower of sparks for a few moments before slowly stepping out of them, slapping his leg before throwing his arms out to his sides. After holding the pose for a few moments, Kane confidently looks over his shoulder, smirking as Big Mike and Nyx make their way out from the back, two emotionless faces as they stop up behind their employer.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Making his way to the ring, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, now residing in the San Fernando Valley, California - accompanied by his personal bodyguards ‘Big Mike’ Carter and Nyx, Christiaaaannnn Kaneeeee!!!

Kane then proceeds down the ramp, jawing with most of the fans leaning over the guardrail, and even goes as far as to sic Big Mike on the fans at ringside! The huge 430 pounder proceeds to rip signs out of the fans hands’ whilst Kane and Nyx both watch on. Christian pats the obviously bigger bodyguard on the back, laughing at the audience before making his way to ringside, waving a dismissive hand at the crowd before climbing up the steel steps.

From the apron, the Canadian scales the turnbuckle, his left foot planted on the second rope whilst his right is on the turnbuckle. He then begins to casually shrug off his jacket, allowing his it to slide off his body to the floor before holding his arms out to his side again and tensing his muscles, inciting an extremely loud negative reaction from the audience in attendance once more.

After hopping into the ring Kane runs across to the diagonally opposite turnbuckle before blowing a mocking kiss into the crowd as high pitched jeers rainout from a large contingent of the die-hard Hard Knox Wrestling faithful. As the music slowly fades, Kane jumps down backward into the ring and struts to his corner. He leans over the rope, discussing strategy with Big Mike and Nyx who are on the outside before Kane nods and leans against the turnbuckle, waiting for the match to begin.

✦BRIAN MASON: Welp. It’s safe to say that I never expected to see these teams. Four talents that I believe could be HKW World champion one day.

✦JACK WARREN: Four?! More like one. Maybe two, but the only definite is Christian Kane!

✦BRIAN MASON: Who’s the maybe two?

✦JACK WARREN: You could find that out on my new radio show on Sirius XM radio called The Jack-Off.

✦BRIAN MASON: Uh....

Christian Kane tells Nest that he’d be starting this match, Nest’s attention on Banahan, Cole arguing with Big Mike and Nyx. Nest moves out onto the apron while Christian Kane faces his opponents, watching as Kenshin Takamura steps forward to start the match. Jackie Fowler walks out onto the apron and grabs his nuts while pointing at Christian Kane with the other hand. Kane waves him off, his attention entirely on Kenshin Takamura.

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TAG TEAM MATCH

Kenshin Takamura and Jackie Fowler vs. Nest and Christian Kane


DING! DING!! DING!!!


The opening bell sounds, Kane bouncing on his heels as he stares knives through Kenshin. Kenshin moves toward Christian with the intention of kicking his head off, but Christian makes a quick tag to Nest just before Kenshin can reach him. Christian shouts at Nest to get in the ring, Nest ignoring his partner and staring right at Kenshin. Nest enters the ring and goes right for a lariat, but Kenshin ducks it and begins kicking away at Nest’s massive thighs. He continues with the kicks until Nest drops to one knee, then bounces off the ropes and connects with a running front dropkick! Kenshin makes the cover…

ONE!


TW---KICKOUT!


✦JACK WARREN: Is this guy crazy? It’s going to take a lot more than that to keep Nest down.

Kenshin scrambles up to his feet and watches as Nest gets up to his. Takamura tries to stop Nest before he can get all the way up with a roundhouse kick, but Nest ducks underneath it, lifts Kenshin up over his shoulder and delivers a running powerslam! Nest ends up back in his corner, Christian Kane reaching into the ring to make the blind tag to Nest.

Nest stares right through Kane as the first ever Golden Opportunity Rumble winner struts into the ring and begins stomping away at Kenshin’s body!

✦BRIAN MASON: Christian may want to pass on the blind tags going forward. The last thing he needs is to have his partner turn against him.

✦JACK WARREN: Oh please. Christian has the best bodyguards in this industry!

Kane continues his stomping party but finally pulls Kenshin to his feet and moves him toward a free corner. The GOR briefcase holder begins driving his knee repeatedly into Kenshin’s midsection until he tries to Irish whip into the adjacent corner. However, Takamura turns Kane’s momentum against him and sends him into the corner instead! Kenshin measures Kane up and charges forward to connect with a running spin wheel kick! Kane drops to his knees, Kenshin looking for the “Tiger Strike” buzzsaw kick, but Big Mike reaches into the ring and slides Christian out of it! The referee steps forward and shouts at Big Mike for pulling Kane out, but this doesn’t last long as Jackie Fowler runs around the ring and lands a running right hook on Big Mike! Fowler stares down Nyx, then proceeds to roll Christian into the ring.

Christian shouts at Fowler while Fowler walks back toward his corner, turning toward Kenshin and catching a jumping knee strike! Kenshin grabs Christian by the arm and drags him towards his corner, making the tag to Jackie Fowler!

✦BRIAN MASON: Here comes the former ITV Champion!

✦JACK WARREN: Meh.

Just as Fowler enters the ring, he starts putting the boots to CK. After a dozen stomps to the midsection, Fowler pulls Christian up to a vertical base, spins him around with a back elbow and traps Christian’s arms behind his own body before delivering a fury of headbutts! Fowler stops after the sixth headbutt, Christian dropping immediately and Fowler flopping to ground himself!

✦JACK WARREN: Good for him!

Fowler manages to push himself back up to his feet, still stumbling around a bit but he’s able to grab Christian by the head. He pulls the formerly known “Savior” up to his feet, but Kane catches Fowler with an elbow to the midsection, then slams him hard to the mat with a release fisherman suplex! Kane staggers up to his feet, turns around to see Fowler favoring his back, and dives to make the tag to Nest!

✦BRIAN MASON: Here comes trouble!

✦JACK WARREN: YOU’RE FREAKING RIGHT, MASE. THE MAN’S FAVORITE BIG MAN IS COMING TO RIP APART THE RIPPER!

Before attacking his opponent, Nest shouts at Christian and tells him never to slap his back again. Banahan, Cole begins repeating every Nest said to Christian and even pokes at his boot, but he stops once a recovered Big Mike and Nyx move in his direction. Cole throws his hands out in front of him and tries to calm the two bodyguards down as he distances himself away from them and Christian.

Back inside the ring, Nest is patiently waiting for Fowler to rise to his feet. The second Fowler’s feet are planted steadily on the mat, Nest charges forward and connects with a jumping clothesline to Fowler! Nest rips Fowler straight up to a vertical base, spins him around and delivers a bridging tiger suplex! The referee slides in position to make the count!

ONE!


TWO!!


TH---NO!


Fowler kicks out of it and rolls toward the ropes.

✦BRIAN MASON: Still can’t believe a man the size of Nest can move the way he does.

✦JACK WARREN: Aren’t you supposed to be praising Fowler and not Nest? Oh, that’s right! You can’t praise Fowler because he’s getting his ass beat!

✦BRIAN MASON: I praise all the talent, Jack. I may not agree with everyone’s antics, but I know talent.

Nest moves toward Fowler, but Fowler manages to slide underneath the ropes and onto the apron. Nest reaches over the top rope and down to grab hold of Fowler's head, but The Bastard of Bowland wraps his arms around Nest’s head and brings his throat down against the ropes for a stun gun!

Nest stumbles back to the center of the ring, turns around and catches a springboard crossbody from Fowler with the pin!

ONE!


TWO!!


THR--NO!


Nest powers out of it and pushes Fowler off before the three! Fowler makes it up to his feet, waits for Nest to join him and spears him back into his team's corner. Jackie unleashes a fury of jabs straight to Nest’s midsection, then makes the tag to Kenshin. Once Kenshin gets inside the ring, he goes off with repeated chest kicks to Nest, tagging Fowler in immediately afterward.

✦BRIAN MASON: Kenshin and Jackie are working really well together.

✦JACK WARREN: Because they’re both cheats, Mase! And now they’re cheating together. No homo.

Fowler pulls Nest out of the corner and tries a short-arm lariat, but Nest ducks underneath it, wraps his arms around Fowler’s waist and throws him back with a release German suplex! Nest pops up to his feet, Fowler getting up but falling into the enemies corner. Kane holds Jackie in the corner, Nest charging in and squashing him a running body avalanche! Nest stares at his partner as he rips Fowler to mat and tags in Christian.

The second Christian gets into the ring; he walks circles around the downed Fowler with his arms up in the air. The GOR winner starts shouting “I did this to him!” toward the crowd, then proceeds to stomp away at Fowler’s back! He waits for Fowler to get up to his knees before delivering a knife edge chop straight to Fowler’s chest! Fowler sucks it up, pushes himself up to his feet and slaps Kane straight across the face!

✦JACK WARREN: Oh damn.

Christian rubs his cheek, a scowl on his face as he attempts to backhand slap Fowler back, but Fowler ducks out of the way and tackles Christian down to the mat! Fowler pummels away at CK’s face with rights and lefts until Christian pushes him off and crawls toward the ropes. Kane pulls the referee towards him, blocking Fowler and distracting the referee long enough for Nest to get in the ring and nearly decapitate Fowler with a running Yakuza kick! Nest slides out of the ring, Kane moving the referee out of his way and covering Fowler!

ONE!



TWO!!



THR--NO!


Fowler gets the shoulder up, Kenshin clapping his hands on the apron to get the crowd alive. Kane shouts at Kenshin to tell him to quit his clapping, then leaps up into the air and drops a big elbow onto Jackie’s chest! Kane turns his attention back to Kenshin, tells him to watch his next move and attempts a lionsault…

✦BRIAN MASON: Jackie gets his knees up! Yes!

✦JACK WARREN: Don’t start fangirling, Mase.

Kane clutches at his midsection but manages to stand on his feet, that is until Fowler comes charging in and turns Kane inside out with a thunderous lariat! Both men remain down, turning in the direction of their corners to make the tags out first.

Both Kane and Fowler make it to their feet, diving towards their corners to tag in their partners! Kenshin and Nest both step right in and meet in the center of the ring Nest attacking first with an overhead club. Kenshin fires back with a knife edge chop and tries to push Nest back against the ropes, but Nest wraps his arms around Kenshin’s body and launches him over his head with a belly to belly suplex!

Kenshin rolls all the way back into the corner, Nest charging forward for a corner Yakuza kick -- but Kenshin moves out of the way! Nest gets hung up on the top rope awkwardly, half of him in the ring and the other half out. Kenshin spots this, measures Nest up and executes a picture-perfect triangle dropkick to send Nest right out of the ring!

ONE!

The referee starts his ten count, but Kenshin has other intentions. He bounces up and down in the center of the ring as he waits for Nest to stand up, but Christian Kane comes out of nowhere with a springboard roundhouse kick to Kenshin!

✦BRIAN MASON: Who’s cheating again, Jack?

✦JACK WARREN: I don’t know what you’re talking about. That was a brilliant strategy, not cheating.

Kane goes onto the apron just as Nest gets back inside the ring. Once again, Kane slaps Nest’s back to tag himself in, frustrating the One Man Army. Nest and Kane go back forth for a moment until Kane moves toward Kenshin and holds him up. Christian tells Nest to take Kenshin’s head off as he holds him up, Nest charging forward…

...but Kenshin ducks it and Nest blasts Kane with a running big boot! Jackie Fowler comes out of nowhere and spears Nest through the middle ropes, both men taking a hard spill onto the floor! Kane gets up to his knees, but get blasted with the Tiger Strike roundhouse kick to the back of the head from Takamura! Kenshin makes the cover!

ONE!



TWO!!



THREEEEEEEEE!!!


DING! DING!! DING!!!

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here are your winners! KENSHIN TAKAMURA AND JACKIE FOWLER!

“To Die For” fills the arena speakers, Kenshin raising his arms up in the air after the huge victory. Kane gets rolled out of the ring by his security guards, Kenshin keeping a close eye on both Big Mike and Nyx.

✦BRIAN MASON: Kenshin Takamura just pinned Christian Kane!

✦JACK WARREN: After his own partner ran through his face! This win doesn’t count!

✦BRIAN MASON: In the record books it sur---WAIT, LOOK AT THAT!

At ringside, Jackie Fowler and Nest are seen going blow for blow! Jackie catches Nest with an unexpected European uppercut, but Nest fires back with a side kick straight to the stomach! Nest Goes to throw Fowler into the steel ring post, but Fowler puts on the brakes and tackles Nest to the ground! The two men begin rolling around on the floor, security running down the entrance ramp to separate the two.

Kenshin watches the action and looks ready to step in, but he’s spun around by Big Mike and takes a knockout right hand straight to the jaw! Nyx steps in and helps put the stomps to Kenshin until they pull him up to a vertical base and Christian Kane slides into the ring with his GOR Briefcase in hand.

✦BRIAN MASON: OH COME ON! THE MATCH IS OVER!

✦JACK WARREN: CHEATERS ALWAYS GET WHAT’S COMING TO THEM!

Kane stares daggers through the lifeless Kenshin, runs forward and smashes the briefcase right off the Japanese superstars head! Nyx and Big Mike drop Kenshin’s limp body down to the mat, Kane holding his briefcase up in the air while flipping off both Nest and Fowler as Defiance goes to commercial.

WINNERS: KENSHIN TAKAMURA AND JACKIE FOWLER VIA PINFALL (12:30)
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The show cuts backstage to where Eli Zayn is walking down the corridor of the Mediolanum Forum. His face lights up as he seems to have spotted who he wants to talk to, and he calls out to them.

✦ELI ZAYN: Annie!

The camera pans around to see Annie Zellor tucking into a PHILLY CHEESE DEATHSTEAK. She quickly swallows the mouthful of ribeye and provolone, some sauce dribbling down her chin, which she wipes away with the back of her hand.

✦ELI ZAYN: Did you bring one for me?

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Um, I can make one for you if you wanna.

The Crowned Royalty poster girl isn’t dressed to wrestle tonight, obviously, and has instead opted to wear her ‘Make Piledrivers Sexy Again’ t-shirt and some jean shorts. Eli laughs to himself as Zellor finishes the last mouthful of food, licking her fingers afterwards to get all that taste.

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: There’s nothing quite like a PHILLY CHEESE DEATHSTEAK is there?

✦ELI ZAYN: Well, there’s always DEATHSTEAKS – but that’s not what I’m here to talk to you about. So much has happened in the last two weeks., where do we even start?

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Start at the very beginning, a very good place to start. And nope, I’m not happy Aries cost me my chance to become the ITV Champion – not even close.

Annie shakes her head vehemently.

✦ELI ZAYN: That match of course ended with Aries delivering a piledriver to allow Lyza Reyes to cover you and defend her title. And you’re understandably annoyed–

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Worse than annoyed, Eli. And Aries wants to swear he did it ‘cause I was mocking him about making piledrivers sexy again? ‘Cause I thought he covered that at the Golden Opportunity Rumble when he grabbed me, and let Elijah Redmayne eliminate me. Or when he powerbombed me on the apron after I had been eliminated. Or when he laughed at me and what he’d done…

She shrugs her shoulders.

✦ELI ZAYN: Well this all led to you showing up on Underground last week to…help…Aries defend his North American title. What was that about?

Zellor’s hand drifts to the back of her neck; she cracks it, her face contorting slightly as she’s obviously in pain.

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: I dunno, I was just helping him out to be honest. Like, this is what, his third title here in HKW?

✦ELI ZAYN: After his reigns as Global Tag Team champion, and as holder of the Interbrand Ring. Yes.

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: And he’s never defended either of them before. And, like, people are out there thinking Aries can’t defend his title. Or that he doesn’t deserve to hold one, but he beat Gavin Grimes fair and square didn’t he? Rolled him up and pinned him one, two, three right in the middle of that ring.

She gesticulates, jabbing her finger at Eli’s chest to emphasise her point.

✦ELI ZAYN: He did.

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: And after going through all that, it’d have been such a shame if Aries had lost it without a successful defense. So I wanted to show him there were no hard feelings between us, and I helped out an old friend…

She winks at Eli, giving him a nudge with her elbow. The interviewer just looks confused though.

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Nahhh, I’m just kidding. ‘Cause I could’ve gone out there and cost Aries his title, and been just like him. But this way every time Aries looks at that title, he’ll think about me. Every time Aries thinks about his reign as the HKW Underground North American Champion, he’ll think of me…and my chubby cheeks…

The words are said with scorn; Annie glares offscreen with her side-eye stare, her lips pressed tightly together before she eventually continues.

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: They’re not chubby, are they?

✦ELI ZAYN: Of course not, Annie. You’re adorable.

That brings a coy smile to Zellor’s face as she giggles behind a raised hand.

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Aww, thanks Eli.

✦ELI ZAYN: So why did you cause a distr–

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: I didn’t! I swear, I dunno who did that or why, but it wasn’t me. Like, I’ve just been here seeing the sights in this beautiful city, enjoying some time in Italy. I didn’t have anything to do with what happened with Aries on Friday…

She throws her hands out in exasperation.

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: But nobody believes me…

✦ELI ZAYN: Well, that brings us to what happened earlier tonight. Aries confronted your boyfriend, Dom Harter, and it ended with a challenge for a tag team match on the next episode of Defiance. What are your thoughts on that?

Zellor smiles again, brushing some hair back behind her ear as she nods her head.

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Bring it on, Aries! And just watch this main event tonight as Dommy beats Jason Mentez, so you know what else is coming your way! Besides this fist when it pops you! POW! Right in the kisser!

She says with great enthusiasm, before pulling a #grrface for the camera! The devil horns raised in front of her as the scene comes to an end, and the show cuts elsewhere.

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The lights dim and Death Before Dishonor begins with the opening lines… as a dark silhouette steps out onto the stage, shrouded by the darkness.

”Excuse me your honor… but it's death before dishonor…(laughs)

The song opens with the chorus as the arena is bathed in neon green lighting, finally illuminating the massive Jason Jackson at the top of the ramp. The crowd goes nuts, and the Samoan pushes his sunglasses down on his nose, looking over the top of them at the crowd with a smirk as he clutches a mic in his hand.

”I run to the flame, reachin’ in the fire, standin’ at the altar...am I preachin’ to the choir? Loyal to these streets, they lead me to the slaughta… excuse me your honor but it's death before dishonor..” (laughs)

Jason makes the walk down the ramp, pausing to take a beer from a fan before popping the tab and chugging it quickly. Flattening the can against his skull effortlessly, he tosses it aside with a roar as he continues toward the ring with confidence.

✦JASON JACKSON: Cut the music. Cut it!

The music fades quickly, and Jase wipes his boots on the apron before climbing through the ropes. He pauses for a second, listening to the ”this is awesome!” chant, and a smile spreads across his lips.

✦JASON JACKSON: This has been a long time coming… You know it, I know it… and the powers that be know it. That’s why when they came to ya boy and offered me another shot here in HKW? Well, I couldn't say no. Last time out didn't go so great, and I'm not proud of it. I acted like a silver spoon fed diva, and it's no secret that I'm a changed man now. I guess getting choked out by Brandon Banks will make a man humble.

There's a mixed reaction from the crowd, some erupting in a chorus of boos at the mention of the fight. Jason holds up a hand to stop them and plucks his sunglasses from his face.

✦JASON JACKSON: Whoa, Whoa… easy! Brandon beat me fair and square. He deserves respect, and as a matter of fact, if it weren't for him… I'd still be banned from here! But enough about MMA… I'm sure you're wondering what I'm doing here and the answer is simple. I'm here to fight. I'm here to sell tickets, I'm here to break jaws… I'm here to take over. So, if there's anyone back there that wants to mix it u--

The fans erupt in loud boos when weedman by Bone Thugs N Harmony cuts Jason off mid sentence. The fighter looks a bit annoyed as the weedman steps through the curtains and raises a mic to his lips.

✦THE WEEDMAN: Damn, they’ll hire anyone these days huh?

Jason arches an eyebrow and nods… laughing a bit as he points down the ramp at 'sour D’

✦JASON JACKSON: Yeah, Clearly. You're really gonna come out here in your knock off reebok pumps and interrupt me? Who in the fuck are you?

✦THE WEEDMAN: WHO AM I--

Jason raises his hand again to cut the man off and shakes his head.

✦JASON JACKSON: On second thought? I don't give a damn. Why don't you come on down here and get your ass kicked blank man? After all, I'm here to give these people a show!

The crowd pops loudly again at this idea and soon a chant of kick his ass! builds slowly throughout the arena. The Weedman looks a little shook at the offer, but Jason pulls his shirt off and tosses it into the crowd before waving him on.

Knowing he had no choice but to fight or be deemed a coward, the weedman sprints down the ramp… but he's met halfway by Jason!!

The two men trade punches back and forth, with Jase having the obvious advantage out the gate. Ducking under a wide punch, Jason pauses and waits for the weedman to turn around before hitting him with a slick Pele kick!

The smack echoes out loudly and the weedman slumps back onto the ramp as Jason pulls himself to his feet. Letting out a roar, Jase pounds his chest and motions for 'sour D’ to rise to his feet. As soon as he manages to stand however… he's hit with a nasty bullhammer elbow that sends him crashing back to the floor unconscious.

'ooooooohhhh’

The crowd adds salt to the wound as they echo through the arena, and Jason plucks the microphone from near the weedman’s lifeless torso.

✦JASON JACKSON: I call that the switchblade serenade… for good reason, as you can see. laughs I guess he'll think twice before interrupting me again…. Huh? Now, as I was saying ladies and gentlemen...this? This is an open challenge. Next show, I'll take on any and all challengers! Well, any REAL challengers at least... for my in-ring debut. If you think you have what it takes to go toe to toe with the M.V.P of Violence then by all means…

The camera pans from Jason to a shot of The Weedman’s face, which is covered in blood from the stiff elbow shot. Stepping over him nonchalantly, Jason makes his way back up to the top of the ramp and looks down at the fallen athlete.

✦JASON JACKSON: Don't be surprised if you meet the same fate as Blank Man here though. I'm not here to play games… I hope that message has been read loud and clear. This is an invasion HKW… the dawn of a new day. Survive you can…

Dropping the mic at his feet, Jason kicks it down the ramp and shrugs, before disappearing through the curtain as his music hits again, leaving everyone stunned.

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Emilio and Jinzai are sitting in the back of the limo, talking in hushed voices to one another before their driver finally cuts in and interrupts their talk.

✦GIUSEPPE: WHY DID YOU BOTH WANT TO LEAVE THE SHOW SO EARLY? ARE YOU NOT PART OF THE OO-PER ECHEL….EEKOLON….E-COLI-ON…..HOWEVER YOU SAY THAT-A WORD?!

He gets no response as Emilio and Jinzai just stare at him in disbelief.

✦GIUSEPPE: IS IT PERSONAL ISSUE? ARE YOU TWO THE-A...WHATCHAMACALLIT...HOMO?! GOING TO HOTEL TO HAVE A SWORDFIGHT?! IT’S OKAY, I DON’T JUDGE. MY COUSIN HAS A COUSIN WHO IS-A GAY AND A CRIPPLE TOO!

Emilio shakes his head.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Nigga just shut the fuck up and drive! Get us the hell out of here! NOW!

Emilio looks out the windows making sure that Flame wasn’t coming out of nowhere. He then looks to Jinzai.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: This can’t be one of Capone’s guys breh. Who the hell asks that dumbass question?

Jinzai looks up at their driver suspiciously, before leaning forward a bit to get a better look at him.

✦JINZAI: They’re usually a little more Pro about this kinda thing. Y’know, from point A to B and knowing to keep fucking quiet in general.

Jinzai’s eyes narrow a bit.

✦JINZAI: You’re looking a little funny in the light here, dude. How’d you get this job?

✦GIUSEPPE: I WAS HIRED BY CAPONE BECAUSE I HAVE-A DRIVEN FOR A LOT OF CELEBRITY! I MET RICKY MARTIN ONE TIME! HE DRESS JUST LIKE JININJA OVER HERE!

The car then slowly comes to a stop right outside of a pizzeria. Emilio and Jinzai look around confused before Giuseppe guts off the engine and opens his door.

✦GIUSEPPE: IF YOU WILL-A EXCUSE ME, I HAVE TO GO DO THE NUMBER UNO! I WILL-A BE RIGHT BACK, MY FRIENDS!

Giuseppe then exits the car and slams the door shut before he races off into the darkness. Both UE members look around before turning to each other.

✦JINZAI: … I don’t like this shit.

Jinzai shook his head rapidly, looking in the direction their driver took off in.

✦JINZAI: Capone’s guys are usually on the up and up and this guy just… we’re in the middle of fucking nowhere and he just dips out of the car! WHO DOES THAT!?

As soon as they finish talking, a bat comes flying in towards the window Jinzai is sitting near, smashing it into pieces! Jinzai covers up while Emilio looks around, only for his window on his side to get smashed in, forcing him to do the same! The doors are then opened and both men look up to see none other than Angelo on Jinzai’s side and Markus on Emilio’s side!

✦ANGELO SANDS: You guys didn’t think we’d really just forget what happened?

Jinzai tries to make a swift move towards Angelo, but instead receives a well placed shot from the end of the bat to the ribs, keeling him over. Emilio jumps at Markus, catching him with a few punches before FK completely pulls him out of the car and overhead belly to belly suplexes him onto the street, forcing him to writhe around in pain! Angelo pulls Jinzai out of the car by his hair, smacking his head into the car before letting him go.

✦ANGELO SANDS: You didn’t really think you could walk into my motherf**king motherland and walk out of it unscathed? Come on, you know that’s not how shit works. But please, allow me to introduce you to some of the finest pizza in Italy!

Sands puts Jinzai in a headlock before he looks over to FK.

✦ANGELO SANDS: Yo, Markus. Why don’t you go show Emilio where those boats are at so he can take whoever his bitch of the month is down there? Make him really see how nice the water is.

✦MARKUS FK: I hear it’s beautiful this time of the year.

FK grins before he walks over to Emilio, who continues trying to fight back, only to eat a big knee to the gut, then get dropped with a headbutt that stuns him long enough for Markus to pick him up and put him into a headlock as he drags him across the street, cars screeching to a halt to avoid hitting them as Emilio continues to struggle in the big Swiss’ grasp. They finally reach the grass bank by the water, and Markus throws Vialpando to the ground before stretching, as if preparing to lift.

✦MARKUS FK: I really, really hope snakes can’t swim.

The cameraman then rushes back across the road, where Angelo has now gotten Jinzai to the front door of the pizzeria, kicking the door open to reveal darkness inside, nobody inside the place of business due to it being after closing hours. Sands opens the light then throws Jinzai over the counter, sending him crashing on the other side.

✦ANGELO SANDS: It didn’t really have to be this way. The attack was so unnecessary. You had made your point already. You wanted a shot and we were willing to give it to you.

Angelo makes his way around the pizzeria and Jinzai throws some powder in his direction, temporarily blinding him as he scurries into the kitchen. After Sands manages to get rid of the powder cloud, he walks into the kitchen as well, Jinzai still stumbling around before he grabs a rolling pin and swings for Sands’ head, only to miss! He spins around and eats a boot to the gut before Angelo sends him crashing into the freezer, forcing him to hit the ground hard.

✦ANGELO SANDS: But you know what? Let me show you there’s no hard feelings, Slim Jin. How would you like some pizza? Probably would be a nice treat outside of all that steak you somehow find a way to put in your 5’8 99 pound body.

Sands walks over to the the counter and opens one of the boxes with a full pizza inside, taking out a slice and smelling it, a big grin forming on his face.

✦ANGELO SANDS: Smells great.

He then takes a bite out of it.

✦ANGELO SANDS: Tastes even better! Hope you like Italian sausage. And no, I don’t mean the same Italian sausage my girl likes.

Angelo then moves forward and punts Jinzai, who is on all fours, in the ribs, forcing him to roll over onto his back. The half-Italian then gets on top of his foe and shoves the pizza right in his face, getting some of the food into his mouth and the rest all over his face! But Jinzai is once again able to escape, catching him with a poke to the eye, forcing him off! Jinzai begins stumbling out of the kitchen and back to the front before he makes his way as quickly as he can around the counter, trying to get the hell out.

✦ANGELO SANDS: Oh no you don’t!

Sands then leaps over the counter and tackles Jinzai to the ground! The two men race to their feet after this before Angelo catches him with a high knee, then slips behind him and German suplexes him right through a table! Jinzai is out cold as Angelo gets to his feet, looking to make one final statement as he picks Jinzai up...then throws him right through the window up front, shattering it and leaving Jinzai out cold, bleeding.

✦ANGELO SANDS: Now I will tell you my people’s two favorite English words...f**k you.

Angelo then walks back into the kitchen, whistling a tune as Jinzai groans out in pain.

Markus finally returns towards the pizzeria, smiling as he has finished throwing Emilio’s ass into the nearest body of water before he spots Jinzai lying outside of the pizzeria, in pain. Markus then looks around before the door of the pizzeria swings open again and Angelo comes out, holding a pizza box in one hand and a slice in the other, taking a bite out of it. FK chuckles before Sands turns to him, questioning him with a mouth full.

✦ANGELO SANDS: What? It’s really good pizza! ...Where’s Emilio?

✦MARKUS FK: Swimming. You gonna share that, or just be a hog?

Angelo reluctantly hands the box over to Markus before he walks over and looks down at Jinzai.

✦ANGELO SANDS: You probably can’t hear a word I’m saying right now but I’m sure when you watch this ass whooping on replay...OVER AND OVER again, I want you to know that we’re not running from anything. At Divine Supremacy, you and the snake have got yourselves a tag team title match. But believe you me...what we did to you tonight was really more of us having fun at your expense. At Divine Supremacy?

Sands gets up and FK finishes his thought.

✦MARKUS FK: You and your scaly little friend are going to find out exactly why Angelo and I are the history makers that we are.

Markus shakes his head at Jinzai, then takes a look around at the destroyed pizzeria, then at the box of pizza in his hands. He digs into his pocket, placing down two crumpled 20 euro bills on the table before taking two more boxes from the counter.

✦MARKUS FK: Uhh...scusa?

The two then walk off, both sharing the pizza as Jinzai continues to groan, rolling around the ground in pain as he swears under his breath, the scene fading out elsewhere.

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✦WHISPER VIPERI: The following contest is your main event of the evening and it is scheduled for one fall!

I THINK YOU’VE GOT A LOW SELF OPINION MAN
I SEE YOU STANDING ALL BY YOURSELF


The opening chords of “Low Self Opinion” begin to play throughout the arena as the some of crowd begin to boo, while others cheer. After ten seconds or so, Dom Harter steps out from behind the curtain. He throws his arms out to either side, the ever familiar crooked grin plastered on his face as he begins to stride down the aisle, soaking in the reaction that are coming from the fans. Harter climbs up the ring steps and climbs in through the middle rope; once inside the squared circle, Harter climbs up to the middle rope, posing for the fans as he waits for the match to start.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing first, hailing from Cambridge, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 225 pounds ... He is 'The Tenacious Little Bastard' DOM HARTER!

The flatline begins...

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPP……

Line continues across the screen indicating death.

---BEEP BEEP...BEEP BEEP….BEEP BEEP….BEEP BEEP…BEEP BEEP

The redline starts and keeps a slow but steady wave indicating life. The crowd blows up with life as the lights dim to black bringing out their cell phones and long neon lights with his hazardous signs on them.

“I gave you fair warning, beware (beware beware)
I gave you fair warning, beware (beware beware)”


The dark brooding intro of “Beware” by Big Pun from his classic Capital Punishment album waves through the speakers causing hip hop heads to nod as the crowd to go into a full frenzy with the familiar NY Yankees hat starting the entrance video of the Pillar of HKW.

The music continues a neon yellow hazardous sign shine on the stage entrance. As the dark bass continues “El Jefe” Jason Mentez takes a slow step from the dark into the light dead in the middle of the hazardous sign on the stage. The fans brings the roof off as his short cut hair is shown with him looking down at the stage. Suddenly he looks forward and on cue the yellow smoke and vapor emits from the stage and down the rampway. The camera zooms in on the glow from the neon yellow paint covering the long scar on the left side of his face with his brooding expression adding to the mood. A number of more cell phone lights are held up with the neon bars by many fans giving a unique aura to his new entrance. Jason nods with his focused face as he vibes to the music and stands at the end of the ramp. He walks forward the hazardous sign moving over him to fall inside the middle of the ring as he slides in.

✦WHISPER VIPERI: And his opponent, from Queens, New York. He is one of the Class of 2017 HKW Hall of Fame. He’s THE HKW Pillar, El Jefe y El Irrompible. Wreckless...Hardest….Malicious… JAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSOOOOOONNNNNN MENTTTEEEEZZZZZ!!!

He takes his time bending to a knee and just staying there a moment on that knee in the middle of the ring as the lights start to come back on and the neon lights from the fans are cutting off. He gets to his feet as the fans continue to cheer as he takes off the t-shirt he comes into the ring with leaving his compression wear on underneath. He throws the shirt into the crowd and throws up an ‘M1’ with a half smirk on his face. The music fades as Jason stands still in a corner waiting for the time to go to work.

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SINGLES MATCH

Jason Mentez vs. Dom Harter


DING! DING! DING!


The hurt Mentez moves forward, looking to lock up with Harter, but Dom only takes a few steps forward and begins talking to Jason. He tells him that he’s hurt and that he cannot take advantage of that, telling Mentez that they can have the rematch later. But the stubborn New York born wrestler shakes his head, saying he wants to fight right now. However, his Canadian opponent shakes his head, stating that he just can’t do it before he tries to reason with Jason...only for Jason to finally get frustrated enough, slapping the taste out of Dom’s mouth and sending him reeling backwards!

✦BRIAN MASON: Well then!

✦JACK WARREN: Mentez is a goddamn idiot! Dom’s out here trying to save his career! This is why everyone hates New York!

Dom holds his cheek as he looks back at Jason, who looks at him, ready for some sort of comeback...which leads to Dom catching him with repeated chops to the chest, sending him stumbling backwards as the audience gives him a mixed reaction! When he’s got Jason up against the ropes, Dom wraps his arms around him and hits an overhead belly to belly suplex, forcing Mentez to crash into the mat! Harter is quick to his feet as he watches the hurt Mentez roll around before he stumbles to his feet, only to get dropped with a yakuza kick! Dom turns him over and goes for the cover after, no longer feeling bad about fighting someone who’s injured!

✦BRIAN MASON: What a yakuza kick by Harter! This might be enough to keep the injured Mentez down!

✦JACK WARREN: Don’t you start making excuses for him! He knows what he did!


ONE!


TWO!


KICKOUT!


Dom’s right back to his feet after the kickout, picking Jason up and shoving him back into a corner before firing off with some more of those chops! Unfortunately for him, Jason turns it around and gets him in the corner instead before rocking him with punches to the gut, then punching him in the head, eventually getting him down into a seated position! Mentez then stomps away at Harter, half the audience eating it up before the ref comes in and pulls him away, warning him that that could lead to a disqualification, which leads to boos from the audience.

✦BRIAN MASON: Jason needs to be careful here. He doesn’t want to get disqualified.

✦JACK WARREN: He should be looking to just forfeit this match! Look at the idiot! He might have a concussion right now! He’s already stupid enough!

Harter races out of his corner and goes right at Mentez, but the New Yorker ducks at the last second! The Canadian turned Masshole sharply turns around after that, but is dropped with an STO to a round of cheers! Jason then goes for the cover, hooking both legs!

✦BRIAN MASON: Mentez with a wonderful STO! He goes for the cover!


ONE!


KICKOUT!


✦JACK WARREN: The Man would’ve kicked out at half a second. Just saying, Mase.

Jason nods his head after the kickout, quickly rolling to his feet before backing up into a corner and waiting for his opponent to rise to a knee. Once Dom does, Mentez rushes forward and catches him with a Shining Wizard, flooring him to cheers before he covers him again, the Italian audience counting along!

✦BRIAN MASON: Beautiful shining wizard by Jason Mentez! Harter might be done for already!

✦JACK WARREN: If Harter loses this match, I will eat your mother’s ass, Mase, I swear to god!

✦BRIAN MASON: Leave my mom alone!

✦JACK WARREN: You tell her to leave me alone! I don’t want to be seeing them saggy ass titties!!!


ONE!


TWO!


KICKOUT!


Mentez does not stop there, rising to his feet and thinking of his next move as he desperately tries to shake off the beating he took earlier tonight. Once he’s feeling ready, he motions for Dom to get to his feet, which he slowly does. The former HKW World and Global champion then attempts a running elbow strike at his Canadian opponent, but the FGA Grand Slam champion ducks underneath it at the last second, grabs Mentez from behind, and plants him with a neckbreaker, giving him some breathing room and turning the tide!

✦BRIAN MASON: Boy, did Dom need that! Jason was looking to take him out with the M Train! That elbow once knocked out a former Lionheart fighter!

✦JACK WARREN: Chill, don’t speak about Rhys Baines unless you want his ass to be reborn again or some shit.

Harter gets to his feet once more and waits for Mentez to slowly get to his feet before he charges forward and catches him with a lariat, laying him out! The audience mostly cheers as Dom races over and makes the cover, looking to pick up the win!

✦BRIAN MASON: Nasty lariat by Harter there! This might be enough!


ONE!


TWO!


KICKOUT!


✦JACK WARREN: Why doesn’t this moron just stay down? He knows this can’t end well for him!

Harter sighs after the kickout but continues on the attack, knowing it’s what Mentez wants. He slowly picks him up and tries to lift him over his shoulder before eating some elbows to the face, forcing him to drop Mentez back to the mat. Jason then attempts a short arm clothesline, but Dom reverses it into a short arm clothesline of his own! The Canadian then picks up his New Yorker opponent before lifting him over his shoulder and driving him right into the center of the ring with a powerslam! Dom then goes for the cover as the audience counts along!

✦BRIAN MASON: Short arm clothesline! Powerslam! Harter might have done enough, Jack!

✦JACK WARREN: If Mentez is smart, he doesn’t kickout here if he can!


ONE!


TWO!


KICKOUT!!!


✦JACK WARREN: What. A. F**king. Idiot.

✦BRIAN MASON: Jason Mentez has never been one to back down from a fight and he sure as hell isn’t giving up that easy tonight!

Dom lets out yet another sigh as he gets to his feet before picking Jason up again and hoisting him up on his shoulders. But Mentez begins fighting out of it, catching Harter with multiple elbows to the face before slipping behind him and hooking him up, then hitting a dragon suplex! Dom gets folded up like an accord as the audience groans and cheers!

✦BRIAN MASON: OUCH!

✦JACK WARREN: What the hell is Mentez running off of? Did he drink The Man’s Special Juice?!

✦BRIAN MASON: What the hell is th- NEVER MIND, I DON’T WANT TO KNOW.

Jason slowly helps himself up to his feet before racing over and picking Dom up, hooking his head before lifting him up! Mentez shows off his strength as he lets the blood rush into Dom’s head before finally planting him with a brainbuster! Jason quickly goes for the cover afterwards, hooking both legs!

✦BRIAN MASON: BRAINBUSTER! MENTEZ WITH THE COVER!


ONE!


TWO!


KICKOUT!


✦JACK WARREN: That was really close, Mase! The Man almost thought that was it!

The former HKW World and Global champion lets out a disappointed sigh as he gets to his feet after the kickout. He grabs Dom and slowly gets him up to both feet before he fires off with knife edge chops, forcing Jason up against the ropes! Wanting to seize the opportunity, Dom races towards the opposite ropes and bounces off of them, but he runs right into a bullhammer elbow, laying him smooth the hell out! Jason quickly crawls over and makes the cover, shaking his head as he’s still in pain, covering Dom!

✦BRIAN MASON: THE M TRAIN CONNECTS! JASON MENTEZ MIGHT HAVE DOM DOWN AND OUT!

✦JACK WARREN: NO, DOM, KICKOUT!


ONE!


TWO!


TH-KICKOUT!!!


✦BRIAN MASON: Not enough! Dom kicks out again and Jason might have just put all that he had behind that elbow!

✦JACK WARREN: Certainly took a lot out of Dom with that elbow too!

Mentez slaps the mat in frustration, clearly believing he had enough to put Harter out! Jason then hoists Dom up into a fireman’s carry, the audience cheering as it’s looking like he’s about to hit his fireman’s carry spinebuster, Breaking Windshields! But Dom starts fighting his way out of it, hitting Jason right in the head with repeated elbows before Jason finally releases him, both men falling to the mat!

✦BRIAN MASON: Harter finds his way out of it!

✦JACK WARREN: And the head injury Mentez sustained is paying dividends for Dom right now!

Harter looks at Mentez for a few seconds, realizing he’s hurt...but Mentez just tells him to bring it, leading to Dom reluctantly dropping him with another lariat! The Canadian then picks the New Yorker up and throws him into the ropes, throwing him up once he comes back and planting him with a pop-up powerbomb!

✦BRIAN MASON: POP-UP POWERBOMB?!

✦JACK WARREN: NO!

But Mentez catches him off guard with a hurricanrana on the way down! Harter goes flying and both men eventually scramble to their feet before Jason charges at Dom, only for Dom to dodge his clothesline and quickly hit a German suplex on Mentez! Jason rolls over onto all fours after that, but Dom doesn’t let up, grabbing Mentez and lifting him up before planting him with a double underhook facebuster! Jason is out as Dom rolls him over onto his back before going for the pin, the audience counting along!

✦BRIAN MASON: LAST EXIT! DOM GOT ALL OF THAT LIFTING DOUBLE UNDERHOOK FACEBUSTER!!!

✦JACK WARREN: Stay down, Mentez!


ONE!


TWO!


THREE!!!


DING! DING! DING!

✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here is your winner....DOOOOOOOM HARTERRRRRRR!!!!

Dom rolls over onto his feet, looking a little disappointed in the fact that he had to fight a hurt Mentez before he gets to his feet and gets his arm raised. After that, he looks over at Jason, who is in a seated position in the corner, getting checked out by the medics before he looks past them at Dom, the two nodding at one another before Dom exits the ring, celebrating afterwards while a frustrated Jason gets checked by the medics.

✦BRIAN MASON: Dom is the winner, but Jason fought his butt off tonight, Jack!

✦JACK WARREN: And he still lost! He could’ve just saved himself all of this time and quit while he was ahead!

The show comes to a close with Jason putting his hands on his head, letting out a sigh while Dom celebrates around the ringside area.

WINNER: Dom Harter (15:16)
Edited by Hard Knox Wrestling, Nov 20 2017, 10:27 PM.
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