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[color=SILVER][b]U N D E R G R O U N D[/b][/color] ϟ [color=#fff]29[/color]; Anaheim Convention Center, Anaheim | Friday 9th FEBRUARY 2018
Topic Started: Feb 11 2018, 03:00 PM (326 Views)
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DATE & STREAM TIME: Friday 19th January at 8PM EST on EVOLVE!
LOCATION: Anaheim Convention Center, Anaheim, California

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The familiar tune of “How Soon Is Now” by Paradise Lost rang out to a mixed reaction from the Members of the Jury, Director Bobby B. Barabbas stepping out from behind the curtain, flanked by the two women who turned their backs on their own brand to side with the Underground, the Daughters of Janus. The die hard Underground fans cheered for them for what they did, but the most neutral of HKW fans, who were never fond of Twin Tragic, let their opinions be known of the turncoats. As they approached the ring, Barabbas allowed them to enter first, before following them in. He soaked in the reaction as Athena Adler merely smiled, and Minerva danced and twirled around the ring like she was in a world of her own. Minerva waved to one of the private boxes high above, the camera picking up the sight of her lover, ROWEN kito along with Athena’s wife, Zoey Adler, both watching on.

Barabbas took a microphone, welcoming the Jury to a new era in both the Underground and Hard Knox as a whole. He states that while the Underground didn’t claim Brand Supremacy in the 5 on 5 match on the second night of Divine Supremacy, they had truly proven that they were the dominant brand of Hard Knox Wrestling. He states that Aries and GRENDEL had both defended their titles, Aries himself had brought another title, the Bloodlust title, back with him to the Underground, and these two were also the two most dominant stars in the World Crown. He states that the Underground team had shown a unity that no other team had, and even the supposed victors on Subversion were in disarray, what with Alexa Corra seemingly walking away, and Sophie El not only giving up on her marriage, but also giving up her chance at a fruitful career at the top of the food chain (Athena could be audibly heard calling the former First Daughter of Subversion some quite unsavoury names, which made Minerva laugh and giggle quite loudly).

This comment, really got a mixed reaction, especially when he next praised his daughter, Sophie’s ex-wife, Anastasia Starling, for fighting through adversity and the pain of being abandoned to show that she was a true professional, winning the Brand Supremacy Battle Royale for the Underground no matter how much emotional pain she was in, and he went on to say how proud he was of her. Barabbas didn’t reference what had occurred with Lady Magdalena in the closing moments of Divine Supremacy, but did state that he would be present on the Blue Brand this coming Sunday to address the “other matter.”

He then turned to the Daughters of Janus, telling the world that their actions were all part of a greater plan, one of both hope, and one of revenge. He states that RISE had always held them back, not allowing them to reach their full potential and purposely put roadblocks in the way of their progress at every turn. They wanted out, they needed out and Barabbas knew the perfect way to do this, and with the unrivalled creativity of the Daughters, they were able to achieve this. He handed the microphone to the more vocal of the pair, Athena Adler, while Minerva Janus continued her crazed and merry dance around the ring.

“When Aria tossed the RISE Championship to the ground, denouncing it as too low for her, giving it up for other ventures, the prize that countless others fought and bleed for… RISE praised her.” Athena sneered, Minerva making offhand comments on ‘how that went so well for her.’ “When Boaz slated the entire locker room, and tried to make the entire show about him, even having the broadcast which should have been our crowning moment shut down, he was praised for it. He was even given a Tag Team Title reign when he wasn’t even involved in the match, and labelled a champion.When Bailey Keaton Huff cheated her way alongside Noah, handcuffed us to the ropes and made a mockery of the Mac Leonard Memorial Cup, they were praised for their creativity.” Athena’s blood was boiling as she vented her frustrations with the Green Brand, Minerva seeming distraught at the mention of the Mac Leonard Cup. “When the likes of Valerie and Alex Kaiser quit RISE for less green grass, they were praised for being brave. The praised the Swiss-Italian Connection as the greatest team in RISE, yet they walked at the first opportunity, and even when Angelo recently brought the company's name into disrepute, he was praised for his ‘heartfelt apology’.” Adler looked up to the rafters, before speaking up once more. “Even in the gym itself, the likes of Andreas, Aurora and Arkia always tried to split us up, train us away from each other. We were trying to form the greatest tag team in RISE, they kept us apart. And Lucy…”

“The Janitor?” Minerva asked openly.

“She may as well been,” Athena sneered once more. “No input in the development of any of the roster whatsoever. In fact, anything she did was there to make people fail so she could enjoy watching it fall apart, then she could clear up the shit.” She paced the ring once more. “And would Brett Sands listen? No. Never. Far too busy touring with CCP to pay attention to his roster. Far too busy impregnating anyone he could get his filthy hands on to care for his roster. And the RISE fans? They were the very worst. Hanging onto fads and never will be’s than the ones that were giving their blood, their sweat, their tears for RISE.” Her voice raises now. “We were loyal. We gave it all. We gave them everything. And yet, they booed us at every turn. Did we break the rules? No. Did we cheat? No. Did we insult the audience, the fans, the staff, the management. Not once.”

“Not once,” Minerva repeated with a merry jig.

“And yet you laughed when we lost. You poured out hate when we won. You cheered when the Witch Hunters physically and mentally abused my sister, when they should have been locked away for their actions.” Barabbas applauds Athena’s speech as she finishes it off with fire. “We gave you everything. And with nothing in return, we took everything away from. You brought this on yourselves”

“RISE has Fallen.” Minerva sings, dancing around the ring, before halting abruptly. “And RISE can go fuck itself!”

Barabbas applauds once more, giving both of them a hug and announces that while their draft rights are with Subversion, a deal was struck to have them represent the Underground. And in doing so, he had a further reward for them. Darcey Grove ventured into the ring, with a silver clothed item in her hands, handing them to Barabbas who stared at the Daughters with a smile. Athena and Minerva were confused, especially when Barabbas dropped to his knees, pulling back the silver cloth to reveal:

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“Ladies, Gentlemen and Members of the Jury. For their efforts for the Underground, I am proud to present to you, the leaders of the newest division in the Underground, and the brand new and inaugural Hard Knox Wrestling Tornado Tag Team Champions… The Daughters of Janus!”

Minerva dropped to her knees in tears as she received her title, Athena running over and hugging Barabbas tightly, the camera picking up him telling her ‘I told you that you would be rewarded.’ ‘Reach For The Dead’ began to play out as the camera cut to the commentators, Hitch and Shae, as the crowd gave a largely mixed reaction, many overjoyed at the announcement of a tag team division, though some were uneasy with the belts simply being awarded to Barabbas’ personal clients.

As Hitch and Shae begin to discuss this, they pass on the information that in future, all duos tag team matches would be contested under Tornado Rules in the Underground, and the match between the Daughters and Hardaway and Flanagan would be the Daughters’ first defence of the brand new title. They also briefly discussed the upcoming Tapout Title defence of Kitty Sasso as she put her 295 day reign up against the man that beat her in the Cult Classic, James Lambert Jr. And they also reminded everyone of the titanic main event of RISE’s Kenni Killswitch facing off in the biggest match of her career against Underworld Champion, GRENDEL. And with that, they turn to backstage.

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Edited by Bobby B. Barabbas, Feb 11 2018, 04:07 PM.
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Jenny Cien walked backstage twirling her bat around until she was stopped by an interviewer. “Jenny, do you mind explaining why you attacked Freddie?”

Jenny laughed and shook her before hitting the bat against the palm of her hand lightly. “I don’t owe you any explanation for my actions. Let’s just clear that up right away.” Jenny said pointing her finger at the man that stood before her.

“I’m here to shake shit up and Freddie just happened to be in my immediate striking distance. I have no apologies.” Jenny said shrugging.

“Besides, I was bored. Why not have a little fun around here?” Jenny tilted her head to the side and arched her eyebrow.

“But let me keep it one hunnid with you. I’ve seen Freddie Kane. Have you seen Freddie Kane? That poor little kid is out here trying to live up to his family name. He’s got a chip on his shoulder. But up next... he’s gonna have another bruise on his head!” Jenny said playfully swinging the bat at the reporter who steps back.

“You see, little boys like Freddie don’t have any business in my ring.” Jenny glared up at the reporter.

“His bright eyes, innocent face, and his little optimistic attitude is so CUTE!” Jenny said in a sarcastic tone. “That makes me sick to my STOMACH. Tonight me and my partner are going to show him what the big leagues is really like, and that’s straight FACTS.” Jenny said before walking away from the interview.

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Great! The car won't start! Go out and check under the hood? [ I ask @AirFreddieKane]

Freddie Kanensson @AirFreddieKane
Uh, uh, but...but...baby it’s cold outside


Ginger shivered as she waited in the car for Freddie to check under the hood. Just as she started to ask him what was taking so long, a feminine shriek rang out through the air before calling for help. Freddie said to hold on he would be right back, while Ginger insisted he wait and be careful. She fretted for a few moments before deciding to follow after him, trailing several yards behind.

Freddie spotted the source of the distress, a tiny latina woman, or maybe girl-- it was tough to tell if she was a child or a midget-- being accosted near a lamp post by a large bearded drifter with an octopus on his shirt. Yelling to leave her alone, Freddie raced towards her, chasing him off. He bent down to ask the girl if she was okay, to which she smiled and said "yeah ... perfect now" before reaching down and picking a baseball bat off the ground, cracking Freddie over the head with it! It had all been a ruse!

A shocked Ginger gasped, and yelled "Nooo, Freddie!!!" Before realizing that this had caught the little woman and her bearded accomplices' attention. She tried to run, but was frozen in fear. Finally, she shrieked in terror and sprinted away as quickly as she could back towards her car. She hated herself for leaving Freddie behind, but if she didn't get to safety soon she'd be just as dead as he was ...

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Jenny Cien & Elijah Redmayne v Freddie Kane & Ginger Lee

It must be stated that the real Freddie was not dead, much to the relief of the Jury.

There is a brief moment before the bell rings in which it seems that this match might not actually happen as while Redmayne enters the ring readily enough as he gets the sort of oddly supportive reaction from the Underground fans that is becoming a norm for them in or out of the Underground shows, Jenny seems more intent on waving at and taunting Freddie Kane who is standing in the center of the ring, than actually paying any mind to the referee. Ginger Lee is looking cute and her fashion is pretty on point despite her wide eyes and twitchy behavior, she keeps staring at Jenny Cien as if she’s going to get pounced on, and her gaze skitters nervously between the tall frame of The Octopus and Boricua and she gives Freddie a few odd looks too, prodding him and murmuring something that sounds like ‘well he doesn’t seem like a zombie’ and finally the referee orders both sides to pick a starter and he waves for the bell with an annoyed look on his face. Freddie gestures to Jenny, but she gives him a sly look and slithers back through the ropes and leaves Redmayne to start off against Kane. He sets his jaw but then turns his attention to Elijah and for a moment it seems as if he’ll attempt to shake hands but the strange stare of Redmayne’s eyes dissuades him. Elijah points at him, and then at Ginger who squeaks in fright, and makes a proclamation dire enough that Freddie steps back but his expression stays stoic and Kane takes a breath and goes on the attack!

A Running Front Dropkick is his opening gambit but Redmayne catches him by the ankles and swings him to the side, dropping him to the mat in a sort of swooping slam! Freddie bounces but rolls to his feet, then he charges the ropes and rebounds with a Missile Dropkick that catches Elijah as he is fluidly turning, and causes him to stagger. Encouraged, Freddie repeats the action, this time the stagger is more pronounced and he tries a Springboard Moonsault to take Redmayne to the mat only to be met with his Claymore Kick, Wheel In The Sky! The impact flips Kane almost inside out and Elijah comes around clearly intent on covering when Cien slaps him on the back, tagging herself in looking to take the pin. She hits a Standing Moonsault with a bit of saucy theatrics and casually hooks Kane’s far leg but he throws the shoulder up just after two! Jenny looks more annoyed than shocked but she quickly scrambles to her corner as Freddie kips up and rounds on her just as she slaps Elijah’s chest to tag him in, Freddie clips her with a kick which makes her collide with Redmayne as he enters the ring which while it pauses Elijah's patter of speech it also causes a slight drawing in of his eyebrows which makes him also seem more than a little annoyed. He reaches for Freddie and yanks him into a Crash Landing Suplex, but Kane bounces and that puts him in his team’s corner. Ginger actually reaches down and tags herself in, though it seems very much like she’s just shaking his shoulder and the referee tells Kane to get out of the ring, acknowledging the tag!

Needless to say Ginger freaks out more than a bit, she’s yelling something about Elijah and points at Jenny who scoffs at her. Ginger runs past Redmayne and Jenny puts up a knee thinking that Ginger means to shoot the ropes and will collide with it, but she actually grabs Jenny and shakes her, asking her if she’s able to help her and Freddie! Jenny shoves her away and shouts at her, asking Ginger if she’s for real or what and Redmayne looms up behind Ginger and that’s when it happens… Chainsaw Massacre! Superkicks are flying as she tags Jenny right in the mouth with her boot, and she hits a wild Backfist on Redmayne that has him stumble back a step, and she connects with another Superkick on him as Kane cheers her on! She’s so freaked out however that she doesn’t manage to take Elijah off his feet, and he wipes her out with a Lariat Backbreaker! He once again starts towards a cover and Jenny sees this, rubbing her jaw where the boot hit and she reaches out and slaps Redmayne across the arm and enters the ring. This time, Elijah shrugs and exits without even looking at her as she goes after the downed Ginger Lee, and he doesn’t stop on the apron. He drops down to the floor with a smooth and agile motion, and he ambles his way towards the barricade where the fans go a little nuts for him. He looks out over them all and in the front row a little boy about six or so offers his popcorn to Redmayne, who gravely accepts it with a nod and then turns to lean on the barricade and calmly eats it, watching what’s going on in the ring. The kid is over the moon while his dad takes selfies with him (and Elijah in the shot and uncaring of course) while in the ring Jenny tries to pin Ginger.

Ginger is not as out as it first seems however and she fights back, gets to her feet and even manages a John Woo dropkick on Cien! Instead of trying to pin her however she hears Freddie calling for her to get him in the ring and she rushes to him as if he’s going to rescue her! He tags and tells her to stay on the apron and she nods vigorously after thanking him and telling him to watch out for Jenny in case she pulls a weapon out of ‘somewhere’, and wildly gesturing as she does so. Freddie shakes his head and then makes a beeline for Jenny, his revenge in sight! She jumps up and yells to her corner, running backwards the few steps and she holds out her hand expectantly and… nothing. She whirls, and sees that Redmayne is not on the apron, and she’s fuming as she turns back around and then does her best to stay out of the reach of Freddie! He chases her around the ring for a bit much to the delight of the fans, and he finally drops her with a spot on Slingblade! He goes for the cover but suddenly Ginger shrieks at the top of her lungs, pointing as there at the ramp is seen the eerie form of Bloody Mary! Elijah ignores her despite their past hyper negative interactions, and she takes a few steps towards Ginger who shrieks again and drops down off the apron, fleeing the frightening visage of Mary who is quick to follow her! Freddie looks shocked and calls after his partner after he sees Mary chasing her, shouting at her to look out! Then he just shouts as Jenny catches him with a low blow from behind that the referee doesn’t see, and she rolls him up in to the tightest of Small Package pins! The referee slides in to count and Jenny takes a huge handful of tights to secure the pin, getting the three before she quickly releases Kane and slides out of the ring, pointing and laughing at him as he comes back up cradling his jewels!

WINNERS: Jenny Cien & Elijah Redmayne via Pinfall (10:52)

Wake Me Up by Remy Ma & Lil Kim plays and the referee leaves the ring to raise Jenny’s hand, though by now Elijah is bored and he leaves the ringside area before his own hand can be raised for the victory. Kane is visibly frustrated in the ring as Jenny laughs at him again before she heads up the ramp to the back!

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A graphic popped up, showing one of the beautiful Golden Guy Fawkes masks that had been shown on the Underground Twitter feed recently, the prizes for the Underground End of Year Award Winners. As a drum roll went, the first award winner was announced.

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Outside the arena a particular Reaper In Pride was seen sitting on his motorcycle while looking up at the palm trees as they swayed back and forth in the wind. As the camera panned closer to the Reaper it was revealed to be none other than UNDERGROUND's very own Reaper, Mylo Danvers. He didn't pay much mind to the apparent cameraman getting a glimpse of him while he was trying to get some peace and quiet but that moment of piece came to an abrupt stop once backstage interviewer Lark Robinson walked over to Danvers.

"As you can see ladies and gentlemen..This here is the majestic creature...A real life Reaper! Look at how he sits on his form of transportation. These days the Reaper switched out a horse for a motorcycle that has tons of horse power!"

Mylo chuckles and shakes his head as he looks over to Lark.

"Hello to you too, Lark."

Lark playfully gasps.

"It speaks! Haha, hello there Mylo. Did you enjoy your time off since Divine Supremacy?"

Mylo reaches into his pocket and pulls out a black & mild brand cigar as well as a lighter.

"Yeah, sure."

"What does a Reaper do with all that time off huh?"

"I can't speak for everyone but I just spent time with my girlfriend and handled some club business. The usual I guess?"

Lark nods as she watches Mylo light the flavored cigar.

"So, you have a tough match up tonight against Lukas York. Any thoughts on that? You must really wanna get in there after coming up short of winning us Brand Supremacy to the likes of Subversion."

"Actually...Yeah, you're right about that. I have been dying to get back in there believe it or not. At least now I don't have to worry about anybody else and can just focus on myself. Not to say it wasn't an honor to be part of such a team and represent this brand. But I wanna focus on me a little bit more, you know? I've let myself down too many times when it comes to this wrestling thing. I want to be better...Better than I already am.

My progression is my only concern now. I want to fight hard here in UNDERGROUND. I want to prove I'm as good as that rating or whatever 2K gave me in that darn game, haha. I honestly don't feel I'm as good as what that rating but I..I know I have people who may believe in me and are fans of me. I want to...I want to prove to them and myself that I can be something more than what I'm labeled as. A reaper. I'm part of the club but I'm my own man."

Mylo looked up at Lark while taking a pull from the cigar and exhaling the smoke.

"It's time I show tha--"

A loud crash is heard out of no where as a Anaheim Police Officer is seen being throwing in a stack of crates by non other than UNDERGROUND's North American Champion & HKW Bloodlust Champion Aries Armadaist! The cop tries to get up to his feet but Aries sprints over and punt him right in the jaw knocking him out and sending a tooth flying in the air...ew. A pudgy man comes running over out of breath and it was..Wait..The NABA Anaheim Arsenal team owner....Huey McDuck?! The hell was he doing here?

"He...He..Hey! I didn't pay you to sleep on the damn ground! I don't care how good his steaks are, kick his ass and get me that damn Bloodlust Championship!"


McDuck stammers and looks at the fallen officer he paid off to purge on Aries. He shakes his head.

"I don't have time for this! I have a NABA team to run! Screw this!"

McDuck leaves and Aries stands there for a moment until he turns to sees the camera man. He walks over and yells into the camera lens.


Mylo stares up at Aries for a moment and shakes his head. He stands up and takes one final pull from his cigar and flicks it.

"I'm gonna go.."

Mylo looks over to the officer and grunts before he heads into the building and the scene fades with Aries yelling about not being purged.

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A further graphic then popped up, announcing the next Underground Award winner, as another drum roll accompanied it.

(IWC Award)

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Mylo Danvers v Lukas York

This singles bout got underway with both men meeting in the center of the ring and grappling one another with a collar and elbow tie up. Lukas got the better of the exchange after pulling Mylo into a headlock and taking him down to the mat, but Mylo broke it by wrapping his legs around Lukas’ throat! Lukas kipped up out of it and kicked Mylo in the chest with a shot that echoed throughout the building!

Lukas made the quick pin attempt but Mylo kicked out at two and Lukas was right there to put the boots to him Lukas pulled Mylo up and tried to launch him over the ropes, but Mylo turned Lukas’ own momentum against him and vaulted the Modern Myth of Wrestling straight over the top rope! Mylo didn’t waste any time and immediately moved out onto the apron, patiently waiting for Lukas to get before he dove off the apron and delivered a diving DDT -- spiking Lukas’ head straight into the floor!

Mylo pulled Lukas up to his feet and rolled him inside the ring to make the cover, but the Lone Wolf only got a two count. The match continued with Danvers holding the advantage until he went for a diving shoulder block, only for Lukas to jump up into the air and level him with a big knee! Lukas didn’t stop there, pulling Mylo up to his feet to deliver the “Misdirection” Short-arm cutthroat backstabber! Lukas made the cover…

...but Mylo got the shoulder up at two!

Not wanting to waste time, Lukas pulled Mylo right up to his feet and tried for the “Modern Myth’ Swinging reverse STO transitioned into a DDT but Mylo pulled himself free a delivered a hellacious Superman Punch before he finished things off with the “Chief’N’” lumbar check!

After the match, Mylo struggled up to his feet and allowed the referee to raise his arm in victory after taking most of the damage in the match. He turned around and saw Lukas pulling himself toward the corner while clutching at his back - Mylo giving the Underground newcomer a respectful nod of the head before he exited the ring.

WINNER: Mylo Danvers via Pinfall (9:23)

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Edited by Bobby B. Barabbas, Feb 11 2018, 03:14 PM.
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The late afternoon sun beats down on the hot blacktop out front of the Anaheim Convention Center some three hours before gates will open to usher the fans of the anti-establishment brand of HKW in for UNDERGROUND 29. There has been a healthy buzz from the fans after the shocking reveal of Bobby B. Barabbas as Issac Bongartz, and that buzz had not been lost to the media who crowd around the back of the building waiting for anyone from the UG to ask about the revelation and it's possible impact on the Underground Brand.

Ms. Sorlie

Unfortunately the Underground's newest superstar SARAH SORLIE has found herself in the middle of the hurricane with cameras all around her while she heads through the back lot carrying a duffel bag over one shoulder and a guitar case in her hand. Her pink hair had become faded and despite the sunglasses and the hooded sweatshirt, they still seemed to realize who she was

Sarah Sorlie!

Everyone from internet dirt-sheets to even TMZ were here. It was hot, and they were dying for a scoop. Like a fool she slows down to a stop, trying to take this in. Never has she walked into an event and had the press specifically ask for her by name

"You guys are kind of early, aren't you? The show isn't for a few more hours."

do you have any information on the Barabbas situation!?
Are the Daughters of Janus plotting any retaliation on you after what took place at Revolution!?

They bombard her with questions, the last one seeming to offend her the most

"Dude, we're not at an ECWF event. This is the UNDERGROUND, so unless you have a question about the best brand under the HKW umbrella, I'm gonna go on and head inside"

You were spotted entering the gate to the Merovingian Place on Thursday afternoon. Is there something going on between you and Ana Starling!?
Are you the reason she and Sophie split?
Does Bobby Barabbas know!?

"WHOA, Whoa, whoa... Okay, first of all cool it"

She shakes her head and lets out a frustrated huff

"Yes, I did go there. But I guess that since you've been too busy chasing the Issac Bongartz story, maybe you missed the part about Ana and I being on a team tonight in a Brand Supremacy Rematch? It's a pretty big deal. And since I've never worked with her. before, we got together to review tapes and discuss strategy. NOTHING more, nothing less. It's a non-story"

Her French-Canadian slips through as the annoyance with this question seems to burn at her

"I have nothing to say about her breakup or about Mr. Barabbas either. I'm here to wrestle a match tonight, so unless you have a question about Zolas, Redding, or Haus?"

Do you expect Athena Adler to seek revenge for her wife after Revolution? Do you think she could get involved in your debut match tonight?

Sarah shakes her head. That was a question about the other place and the last one she would answer


She excuses herself in French before pushing past them and into the back door to the arena...

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As the camera turns once more, another graphic is shown bearing the Golden Guy Fawkes mask, as yet another Underground Award is announced by the Jury.


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Beast by Nico Vega blares out of the speakers causing the people of the Underground to stand in attendance while cheerful howls followed. Zagan Solas Comes running out onto the stage and begins to yell out “STAND TALL FOR THE BEAST OF AMERICA.” This seemed to make the crowd rowdy and soon she was followed by Essen Haus and Micah who was holding over her shoulder a sledgehammer.

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Getting into the ring, Zagan runs to a turnbuckle and hopes to the second rope as she motions for the people to stand. “COME ON!” A smile forms on her face at the crowd's reactions as she hops down as the rest of her trio make their way into the ring. Essen having to take the sledgehammer away from Micah so she could even enter.

Taking the microphone from the ring announcer Beast begins to die down while Zagan makes a quick moonwalk lap around TRIFECTA.

ZAGAN SOLAS: YOOOOOOO! That’s what I’m talking about. Divine Supremacy is over and now it’s back to what matters. THE UNDERGROUND!

*Crowd Pop*

ZAGAN SOLAS: Now I have to address Divine Supremacy like a smidgen bit. Just a teeny tiny bit.

She shows just how tiny with her index finger and thumb.

ZAGAN SOLAS: It seems to me when it comes to Underground we ain’t no team. Either people can’t get their head out their own asses to grasp the bigger picture, they gotta do some shady dealings, OR, OOOOR... they just say fuck Underground it’s all about numero uno. Which is all that we saw at Divine Supremacy. I’m all for team Underground. You know this. As you know I’m also a team player. You saw it when I was teamed up with Redding and Sterling. I was the only thing trying to keep our team together. Redding didn’t care, and Ana didn’t care. Just like she didn’t care to eliminate me her damn self like she promised me she would-

Just then Essen steals the microphone out of Zagan’s hand. Through the microphone, you could hear Zagan softly,

ZAGAN SOLAS: What you doin?

ESSEN HAUS: I feel as though I should apologize on our behalf. I- We let you down. We should have been there -

Zagan yanks the microphone away from Essen.

ZAGAN SOLAS: YO. YO. YO. Nuh. You guys aren’t here to help me win matches like the Daughters of Janus. You’re here to secure things go down the way they supposed to. You’re here to be my eyes and ears so things go down the right way. Our way. You guys did good. No worries. You’re all good.

Zagan smiles and gives them both a thumbs up as Micah taps Essen on the shoulder to get his attention as she smiles “We’re good.”

ZAGAN SOLAS: Now tonight Imma need you guys for this six-man might as well be an eight-man tag match. I already know that Ana won’t be able to get her head out her own ass long enough to work with Mora. Just like she wasn’t able to do it when she teamed with me and Redding. That’s where I assume Ramsay Bodach comes in.

The fans began to show mix feelings as the arena fills with loud cheers and jeers probably due to the fact they remembered how pretty the man made Zagan's face look by using his fists.

ZAGAN SOLAS: He is there to be the equalizer. The man Barbie got to be equal to Micah.

Micah’s eyes grew wide as Zagan presents her like Vanna White. She points to herself. Even taking a heavy gulp as she begins to look not only scared but, nervous.

ZAGAN SOLAS: Even I can see how lump sided that is but, that’s why you got the sledgehammer. So if he comes near you... all you gotta do is give him the hardest love tap ever with that thing. Besides, you’re a master of self-defense. So just use what you got to your advantage. All will be good. No worries. Be HAPPEH!

Zagn begins to snap her finger and hum Don’t Worry Be Happy by Bobby McFerrin.

ZAGAN SOLAS: Now here’s a little song I wrote that tells Ana why I did what I did to her at the Cult Classic.

She shrugs letting out a sigh.

ZAGAN SOLAS: I thought it was obvious when I also screwed Mora... Screwed her out of the Cult Classic not... DON'T BE PERVY!... but apparently, no one could connect the dots. The only way I knew how to get my job back was to hit Barbie where it hurts and where it counted. That way he would reinstate me. Whether that would be to punish me or whatever. I didn’t care. I just wanted to be back here wrestling with you guys. So I attacked his sex crusader Mora Findlay. Then I moved on to… I didn’t think it was my place at the time but, When it comes to 24-year-old Anastasia Starling who has the mannerisms of a twelve-year-old… Bobby Barabbas….

She waits a moment or two…


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With a big smile, Zagan did the TADA pose and shook her hands in Jazz hands fashion.

ZAGAN SOLAS: There you have it. I was straight up Maury. I knew Barbie was Ana’s father before she knew he was her father. And look how quickly she accepted him into her life. Already have matching pictures and everythang. It’s downright adorable. She is so eager to please.

Her gaze then falls to the camera right in front of her.

ZAGAN SOLAS: I screwed you out of the Cult Classic because like I said, and what I have been saying, I just wanted my damn job back. I guess in some weird way I should thank you? /unsure shrug/ I guess I'll see how you respond to all this when we face off in our eight-man- excuse me- six-man, tag match here tonight. Baby, I’m sorry… Not sorry.

Zagan makes a cringing face as Beast blares through the speakers once more as TRIFECTA make their exit out of the ring.

The footage cut to backstage at this moment, seeing the beautiful Anastasia Starling standing by a television screen, watching all of this unfold. She has a tear in her eye after Zagan's confession, and the real reason why Zagan, Essen and Micah cost her the chance at reaching the Cult Classic Finals. "It was nothing about anything I ever did to them... It was just about who I was related to." She wiped away a tear, then composed herself, shaking her head, before turning away and preparing herself for her match, and possible revenge.

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Izzy Colón & Ymir Ocampos & Rhett Orwell v Aries Armadaist & Josh Mitchell & Diederik van Dael

Everyone is waiting in the ring and staring as Diederik comes down the ramp, even though the sound techs have taken the initiative to shorten his entrance music down to a more… manageable size due to this being a tag match and all. He seems a bit put out by that, which at least removes a bit of the scowl from Aries Armadaist’s face over the whole thing. The referee gives a fast rundown of the rules and Aries elbow’s Josh fairly solidly in the ribs and guffaws, saying he’s just Joshing with him. DVD rolls his eyes and hisses about embarrassing them in front of the other team and the referee steps back after van Dael and Rhett Orwell indicate they’re starting the match. The pair size each other up, and while Diederik is taller and much heavier than Rhett, he gestures at Orwell to bring it and when Orwell moves he laughs and does a fast classic muscle mag bicep pose, pointing at it before doing a crotch chop in his direction! Aries actually seems to think this is hilarious and guffaws on the apron, on the other side of the ring Izzy and Ymir have their heads together and actually seem to be working on some strategy! Rhett surprisingly is giving The Dutch Kevin Bacon a stiff fight, shoot kicks a plenty until he gets lucky - a missed shoulder check puts van Dael off balance and Rhett hits a Superkick on his planted knee, dropping Diederik to the mat. He hits him with another Superkick completing his Heartbreak Hotel, but a pin attempt is broken up by Air Ymir, landing a huge Moonsault and breaking up the pinning predicament.

Then of course as the referee is ordering her to get out, before she’s even off the pair there’s a sudden shift and DVD presses both Rhett and Ymir up in the air! The fans go nuts over his show of strength but after pitching the two off he rolls to his feet and goes to tag in Josh, but Aries knocks Mitchell’s hand out of the way and enters the ring himself. Josh rolls his eyes as Armadaist marches over and then hits a Running Leaping Headbutt on Orwell! He clutches his head like any sane man would and staggers back, he also avoids the wide grab of Aries’ hands, surely there would have been pain or mischief done to him were he caught so it was likely a very smart thing indeed. Izzy takes the tag and Rhett doesn’t miss her small nod to Ymir either as he’s quick to step out onto the apron. Aries roars in laughter at Izzy, and he asks her if she’s ready to pack it up yet, and go find something she’s good at. Izzy’s shoulders droop but Ymir says something and it seems to spark a fire in the girl, and for a few brief shining moments, Izzy Colón goes totally HAM on Aries Armadaist! There’s an audible gasp from the fans and Ymir cheers her on, even Rhett looks a tiny bit interested in her attacks as she hits Spinning Heel Kick after Spinning Heel Kick. But those moments, ah they are fleeting and Armadaist finally gets his hands on Izzy. Oh dear, this is ugly and those headbutts were vicious as he gives her a sure flashback to the 80’s with his Headbangers Ball. He drops Izzy and turns to shout at some fans that are giving him flak, she rolls as if with the force of the fall and lifts her little hand up as Ymir reaches down and tags herself in. Aries goes to pick up Izzy by the back of her gear only to get hit full in the face with Ymir’s Heavenly Weeping, the Double Footstomp off the top bowling Armadaist ass over teakettle!

Well DVD isn’t about to let it go down like that and as Ocampos recovers enough to scramble for the pin, just as she hooks the leg he drops a knee into her lower back to break it up. He picks her up and pulls her over with a Deadlift German Suplex of course, Because Deadlifts Are Sexy! Well Rhett decides screw this noise and comes into the ring himself, hitting some achingly hard shoot kicks on van Dael! Aries is up and shaking off the effects of that Double Footstomp, reeling a bit but he wades into the mess, peeling Ymir away from Diederik as she is kicking him but then in comes Izzy! Ymir and Izzy double team Armadaist until with a roar he picks them both up and shakes them! A blur comes by as Josh is in and he takes Rhett off his feet with his huge Discus Elbow Smash, the Crimson Elbow which basically saves Aries from a Superkick, and the referee is telling everyone but Ymir and Aries to GTFO out of the ring before he decides to disqualify everyone! They all back off and comply but as Aries goes to shoot the ropes Josh tags himself in and smirks just a little at the heaping of verbal abuse that Aries layers on him. There’s almost a fist fight but Aries grumps his way out as Mitchell comes in. Man, it’s clear that Josh is super ready for this fight, he squares up with the now legal Rhett Orwell who is smart enough to be a bit cautious but gets caught with Mitchell’s T-44 Single Leg Dropkick despite all that.

The pair trade back and forth on just who is in the driver’s seat for the next few minutes, leading to an exciting exchange of holds and strikes, each trying to outdo the other though it’s clear that Josh is far fresher and after a bit Orwell is flagging, though a couple of Forearm Smashes lets him get Josh tangled with a classic Abdominal Stretch! He gets free of this however and lays Orwell out with the Candy Crush, a Swinging Fisherman Suplex that takes the wind right out of Orwell. When Josh pins him however, here’s Ymir once more with a save to break it up! She grabs Rhett and drags him to their team corner and urges Izzy to quickly tag in, as she can’t do it from inside the ring. Izzy hesitates, but finally does so and charges into the ring, but unfortunately her hesitation costs her as she runs full into Josh who whips her into position and takes her down with a Calf Slicer, his Equalizer! She’s got nowhere to go, Ymir calls for her to hang on but the referee has his eyes going between the two and Aries is chomping at the bit, daring Rhett or Ymir to do anything. Finally Izzy has no choice and she taps!

WINNERS: Aries Armadaist & Josh Mitchell & Diederik van Dael via Submission (15:22)

I Won’t Back Down by Edgewater plays as Josh stands up after releasing the hold on Izzy Colón, he offers her a hand up but she shakes her head. Aries is livid as he stomps over, shrugging off the efforts of the referee to raise his hand in victory as he prods a thick finger at Josh’s sternum and states that clearly he should have gotten the win. That without him, Rhett would have taken Josh’s head off with that kick earlier in the match. Josh gives him the world’s most disbelieving look especially since it was literally the other way round, until of course Diederik announces that they both can suck his piemel along with some helpful pointing towards his crotch to make sure he gets the meaning across clearly. Then comes a dual look of disbelief from Josh and Aries, Aries giving DVD a double birdie salute before turning back to Josh and arguing with him again. Ymir talks to Izzy a bit, smiling even but Izzy hangs her head and exits the ring, ignoring Rhett as he shakes his head at both her and Ymir before he stomps to the back.

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Yet another Golden Mask was displayed on the screen, as the next award winner was announced, this time for the most popular moment of the year in 2017.

Aries’ Run in the Gauntlet (The Power of Meat Products)

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We open up in the backstage area of the Anaheim convention center and upon the image of Underground newcomer SARAH SORLIE as she sits quietly on a stack of P.A. equipment casually strumming an acoustic guitar. Dressed in her UG attire and sporting a early edition HKW Underground logo t-shirt. Her pink hair is pulled back away from her face in a black headband as she strums the chords to some vague unknown song drifting through the vessel of her mind

"HKW Underground"

She speaks with her eyes down on the strings of her guitar. It seems as if this is being filmed from some sort of stationary portable device resting on the box to the left of her. It remains unmoved and angled upward as she strums away, giving her thoughts to those watching

"My friends have asked me why I would choose to come to the Underground as opposed to Subversion or Defiance? Why would I sign with the indie phenomenon when I could be on one of the "main rosters" instead?"

She uses air quotes before going back to playing

"That's simple... See, I came here because I wanted to be a part of the grassroots movement that is the HKW Underground. I wanted to be on a roster full of talent, and I wanted the opportunity to fight in front of fans who were more than just somebody vapidly consuming a product because it has nice colors or is on Network Television. For me, this is more than just a movement... It's a baptism by fire. I know that if I can come here and compete with the best of the Underground, that I can go toe to toe with anyone from anywhere. Because WE have the BEST talent on our roster"

Sarah stops strumming the guitar as her eyes shift to the camera

"So then who is Sarah Sorlie, you ask?

A little grin dances across her face

"Why does it matter? All you people back here are looking out for <a href="http://w11.zetaboards.com/HKWOnline/search/?c=1&q=%231&type=post&sort=rel&forum[]=-1&s_m=1&s_d=11&s_y=1990&e_m=2&e_d=10&e_y=2018" title="Results for <a href="http://w11.zetaboards.com/HKWOnline/search/?c=1&q=%231&type=post&sort=rel&forum[]=-1&s_m=1&s_d=11&s_y=1990&e_m=2&e_d=11&e_y=2018" title="Results for #1">#1</a>">#1</a>. I could sit here and tell you that I'm one of the best indie tag wrestlers in the business. I could tell you about all the years I spent working in Japan, the blood, the sweat, the tears!"

She picks the camera up, looking straight into it

"But none of that matters because it wasn't here. I'm not interested in beating you over the head with hype, and if you think I'm just some nobody kid from Canada... Well, then you've given me the advantage right out of the gate."

Her expression is one of seriousness, her tone is straight to the point as she shoots into the lens

"Rachel Redding... Zagan Solas... Essen Haus. It'd be just as easy for me to act like you've got no talent as it would for you to call me a nobody. So we'll keep it short and civil... I've got three VIP passes for a delightful visit to #DropKickCity with your names on them. Yes, I'll even include the airfare and give you a place to stay"

Sarah grins

"Flat on your backs... See you out there kiddos"

She kisses her fingers and flashes the peace sign before palming the lens into blackness...

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Daughters of Janus © v Kevin Hardaway & Fraser Flanagan

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The lights went off until the somber tones of “Reach For The Dead” began to play out, and once the lights flicker some more, the Daughters of Janus are revealed in the ring, mocking their former brand by wearing the same RISE Green that they did at Divine Supremacy. Around their waists are their newly acquired Tornado Tag Team title belts, the glistening silver belts they were awarded earlier in the evening looking simply dazzling. They hand their belts to the referee, all ready for their first title defence, as Kevin Hardaway then makes his way down to the ring. He waits on the outside, turning his back as he awaits his tag team partner for the night, Fraser Flanagan. It’s clear he isn’t best pleased by his choice of partner, but the chance of winning his first HKW title is not something to be sniffed at. His music dies down, and he keeps his eyes focused as he waits for the mad man from Norn Iron… But no one comes down. The Daughters are giggling in the ring, especially Athena, as K-Hard then looks to the tron as backstage footage.

His tag partner is laid out on the floor, clearly unconscious and surrounded by what looks to be the broken remains of a lantern. Medics and referees are checking on him, calling out for more assistance as Barry, the senior referee is seen quizzing someone over it all.

“Nothing to do with me. I was just looking for the ladies room,” came the comment from none other than Zoey Adler, who had a wide, mischievous grin upon her face. The footage cut back to the ring, where the Daughters were laughing, poking fun at K-Hard and telling him it looked like he would have to face them alone, Minerva taunting him some more as she blew him a kiss. K-Hard shook his head, before taking a step towards the ring, then climbing upon the apron. K-Hard was clearly pissed, but he wasn’t going to give up a title shot, so he was willing to go through in a handicap situation. That was, however, until Darcey Grove took to the microphone to announce that a replacement had been found to team with Hardaway, and they were the newest signing to the Underground, made literally just now by General Manager Felicity Banks. The Daughters looked on confused, until the crowd popped when music started blasting out from the P.A. System.

Come heavy or don't come at all,
You leave your piece at home that's your call,
It never paid to be merciful,
Come heavy or don't come at all

The lights come up as the music rises, “Heavy” by The Glorious Sons, and Ruby Tyler, Hardaway’s partner in #RubyWay, bursts through the curtain, running down the ramp and high-fiving fans along the way, the audience going wild for her shock signing, whilst the Daughters begin to complain to the official, stating that Barabbas would not allow this. Ruby reaches her partner, who smiles back at her, before she tosses her jacket aside. Ruby turns to face the crowd and pumps her fist in the air before sliding underneath the bottom rope, grinning as she heads to her corner and climbs the turnbuckle, her head bobbing as the chorus plays out.

The Daughters continue to complain to the referee about this, but he is having none of it, and #RubyWay hit the Tornado Tag Champs hard with an attack to the back, Ruby being particularly vicious with Minerva after what she did at Divine Supremacy, throwing our European Uppercuts like they were out of fashion. K-Hard scoops up Athena and slams her down hard, before Ruby turns and begins dropping rapid elbows on her. Minerva is then backed into the corner by K-Hard who chops away at her with a fury, the pair switching targets and working with amazing chemistry.

Minerva managed a comeback after a few minutes, raking Hardaway in the eyes, before flooring him with a spin kick, before she slid into Tyler with the Gemini Sweep. Athena and her tossed Hardaway out before they turned their attention to Tyler, the pair stomping away ruthlessly on her legs. Hardaway seemed to be rising, so Athena hit the ropes, diving out through the ropes suicidally and pushing Hardaway right into the barricade. She rolls back in, and the pair lock Tyler up in a double team version of the Angel City Arch as Tyler looks to be in a world of pain. She might nearly have tapped out if it wasn’t for K-Hard gripping her arms and yanking her out of the ring.

Minerva saw her chance, and mimicking her sister, dived through the ropes at them, but was caught by Tyler with an amazing Crimson Kiss (Falling double-knee jawbreaker). The crowd went wild for the reversal, though Ruby was laid out on the floor clutching her legs. Athena looked on dumbfounded at what she just witnessed, and then saw K-Hard help his partner up as they began to circle the ring. Athena’s look of worry turned to a mischievous grin as she slid out of the ring, making her way to the timekeeper’s table as she gripped the two title belts and made her way to Minerva. She knelt over her, as she tried to recover, but the way was blocked at either end by Ruby and K-Hard. Athena then waved at the incoming pair before the lights went out.

The boos began to ring out loud as when the lights came back on, the Daughters were gone from sight. #RubyWay looked at each other and shrugged, searching around the area for any sight of them, but Athena, Minerva and the titles had vanished. They even checked under the ring, and looked out into the crowd, but there was no sight of them at all. As they rolled into the ring, the referee began a ten count, one that the Daughters did not meet, and he declared #RubyWay the winners by count out.

WINNERS: #RubyWay via Count Out (8:45)

They didn’t seem best pleased, but raised their arms in victory nonetheless. Titles could not be won via count out, but due to this it seemed clear that on only the first day of the Tornado Tag Titles existence, there certainly were official contenders. The show cut to a commercial after focusing on Kevin and Ruby taking in the applause of the fans.

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And there we go, the Golden Guy Fawkes Mask appeared once more, this time for the most popular event of the past 12 months.

Cult Classic Finals

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YET AGAIN… the young Izzy Colón finds herself defeated by the battle hardened stars of the Underworld. She sits alone backstage. Her head in trembling hands as she replays the loss in her mind. She was so earnest, so doggedly determined to sweat it out -- she didn't have the victories but she kept on trying and still... the losses followed her like her shadow.


With a start, Izzy looks to see Ymir Ocampos easing into the room. Like her, Ymir was out of her ring gear and ready to leave the arena. Only she decided to make a slight detour and check up on her partner for the night.

"A wrestler...

.... should never look the way you do right now."

There was no malice in her words. Despite having also had to swallow the ashes of yet another defeat, Ymir's eyes were cheerful and undefeated. Her full lips curve into a defiant smirk, and she stands ten feet tall, even though she's not much taller than Izzy is. She puts her fist over her heart and looks Izzy dead in the eye.

".................. A Komainu never yields. Even when wounded, a Komainu bites down hard, and never lets go till its dying breath. It glares, it roars, it latches its jaws firmly onto its prey till the bitter end. That's what champions do to get to the ultimate pinnacle.

You have the will of the Komainu in you, Izzy. I just know it."

That unshakable faith and confidence in Ymir's eyes never faltered. It stirs something deep inside Izzy. Even so, Izzy lowers her eyes.

"You're wrong, Ymir. Sorry... but I don't have anything like that in me... I'm worthless."

"I don't think you're worthless, Izzy. Far from it, in fact."

Ymir pulls up a seat beside Izzy.

"Tell me why you wrestle."

"Because it's what I've always wanted to do. Being a wrestler is my dream."

"I bet being a champion is your dream too, huh."

Izzy throws up her head.

"Of course! Its what I wanted more than anything! I still want it so bad. But now... I just want to win a match... I just want.... something... anything... to let me know I'm moving forward."

"Do you think you can win a match?"

Izzy paused.

"........ yeah. That s why I still wrestle in the end."

Ymir beams.

"Well, if you say you can do it, then I believe in you!"

Incredulous, Izzy shakes her head and looks away. Ymir stays her path and puts a hand on Izzy's shoulder.

"............... I know you're having this painful streak right now... I can relate. I know how terrible it feels. But despite that... you are willing to try again. I have faith in that conviction -- in that courage. You can become a champion."

Izzy's lips quiver. Ymir stands and pulls Izzy up with her into a side hug.

"I know a great burger joint round the corner from here. C'mon, We can talk more there."

Izzy manages a brief smile. When Ymir goes to lead her out of the room though, her face is downcast once again. She sighs and tries to get herself together. Once she does, a small smile touches her lips, and she goes after Ymir.

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(Face of the Year)

The camera cut backstage to see Anastasia Starling receiving her award from Lark Robinson, a smile on her face, but still sorrow in her eyes given the recent circumstances of Zagan's confession, along with the endless media coverage concerning her personal life. She didnt say anything, but just nodded her head, giving Lark a hug and mouthing 'thank you' to the camera, before she paced away, holding the mask to her chest as she left to prepare for her match.

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The scene cut to ringside when “Throne” by Bring Me The Horizon blared over the PA system and out walked Gavin Grimes, causing the fans to stand up and cheer in excitement. Gavin smiled as he looked out towards the crowd and pointed out towards them. He soon made his his way down the ramp before sliding into the ring. He asked for a mic, which was soon handed to him and his music shut off. He tried to speak but the fans kept on cheering. When they finally died down, he started to speak.

“Can you believe I’ve been here for almost a year? It was April of last year that I decided to take my talents to the Underground. It was ten months ago when I decided to spurn offers to join the other brands of HKW and join this unique brand of… Misfits.”

Gavin smiled widely and nodded as the fans cheered.

“I knew I would fit in well here because I’m just like everyone else in the back. I wasn’t supposed to make it, I wasn’t supposed to be a multiple time heavyweight champion. I wasn’t supposed to be the man anywhere I went. As for my time here in the Underground, I haven’t been the Underworld Champion yet but look at everything I’ve done.”

Gavin paused and walked around the ring, letting his words sink in.

“I’ve held the North American Champion, after taking it from Elijah Redmayne, one of the breakout stars of the Underground. Tonight, I was named the Voice of the Underground. Then I was the Captain of Team UG, which isn’t something that was just given to me, it was something that I earned but what did I do that was bigger than anything? I won the fucking Cult Classic. Almost everybody in HKW Underground was a part of it and it was a huge undertaking but there was only one man last standing… And it was me, it was Gavin Grimes, the guy who wasn’t supposed to be here.”

Gavin paused and nodded confidently before continuing on.

“So, at ...and Justice For All 2, I intend to cash in my Underworld Championship title shot that I earned from winning the Cult Classic on whoever ends up the champion at the end of the night. It doesn’t matter who it is, all that matters is that I’m going to take the belt that I’ve had my eye on the moment since I joined Underground. Nobody had to work harder for a shot at the Underworld Champion than I have. I won the Cult Classic, I did the impossible and I beat KONSTANTINE and Bloody Mary and even Rachel Redding, all on the same night... I earned everything coming my wa-... “

Gavin was cut off as a song that’s become almost a siren to the Jury, Halsey’s “Hurricane (Arty Remix),” begins playing. Rachel Redding emerged from the back, almost disregarding the fans as she marched down to the ring, climbing up on the apron and glaring at Gavin as she’s handed a microphone before getting into the ring herself.

“You. Earned. Nothing.”

The Jury lept into a chorus of boos, but Rachel again ignored them and powered on.

“You know, just as much as I do, that if that match had been...originally...five seco-no, three...no, ONE. ONE second longer, and it would have been me in the Cult Classic Finals, NOT you! It would be me staring down GRENDEL, me that’s the threat to end his reign and take MY spot at the top of the Underground!”

Again, the Jury wasn’t amused, and Rachel finally couldn’t take anymore and rounded on them.

“And each and every one of you knows it! Every single one of you saw it, saw where I had YOU-”

She again turned back to Gavin, who seemed content to let Rachel talk herself out at this point.

“-dead to rights, unconscious, until suddenly, the rules were changed! And even then! EVEN...THEN...you couldn’t beat me without capitalizing on a distraction! You, Gavin Grimes, are a false champion, and I...I’m the rightful number one contender to the Underworld Championship! And if you don’t believe me?”

Rachel’s face contorted into a devilish grin, as she stepped up to Grimes, putting one finger into his chest.

“Then prove it one more time. Beat me, in this ring, properly, and I’ll admit you’re the rightful winner, the rightful contender. But until then, Gavin Grimes? You’re more pretender than contender.”

The fans moved into a combination, both booing Rachel, but also they expressed more than a little interest in seeing the two clash again. Gavin stood and pondered for a moment.

“Is that what you all want?”

Gavin asked the crowd as he pointed out towards all of them and they filled the arena with cheers. Gavin took it all in and nodded before looking Rachel in the eyes and smiling.

“Then that’s what you’ll all get. At the next Underground, you’re going to see me going up against Rachel Redding one more time but it’s not because you want it, Rachel, and it’s not because I need to prove myself to you or anyone in the back. It’s because I need to continually prove myself to the fans, the jury, and always give them what they want and they want us. So enjoy another loss to me.”

Gavin held the mic out and dropped it in a cocky motion, causing Rachel to get in his face. The two jawed at each other for a moment and it looked like they might come to blows before Rachel backed off and rolled out of the ring. She yelled to the fans that they needed to wait and Gavin’s time would come at the next Underground show, causing the fans to boo.

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Anastasia Starling & Sarah Sorlie & Mora Findlay w\Ramsay Bodach v Rachel Redding & Zagan Solas & Essen Haus w\Micah

There was a lot of unease at the beginning of this match, Anastasia clearly uncomfortable with having to team with Mora Findlay, who seemingly mocked her by referring to her as her ‘stepdaughter’ early on in proceedings. The recent revelation had been a talking part for the audience as well, and Zagan, who revealed was targeting Starling due to her link to Barabbas, wanted to start the match off with her. After the earlier speech Zagan gave, Ana was more than willing to start the match, her tag partner Sarah Sorlie playing the role of the overenthusiastic cheerleader. Redding merely looked on from the side, having stayed at ringside after her altercation with Grimes, telling them to just get on with it, while Essen looked on closely, giving his team mate some valuable advice. On the outside, Micah was clearly nervous, the ever present figure of Ramsay Bodach a looming threat.

The match started off fast paced, Zagan going in for the kill right away, but Ana dodging every attempt with a dazzling display of athletic ability, with cartwheels and rolls that left Solas dizzy. Zagan went in for a shot, but was drilled down with a Spinning Bird Kick, and that may have grabbed a shocking early three count if it wasn’t for Essen breaking the pinfall attempt. Essen then took a cheap shot on Ana, making her roll back as she tagged in Sorlie. Zagan got back up, only to be met with a series of dropkicks from the new signee, and Essen met a few as well. The crowd were astonished by the height and procision of the dropkicks, possibly the best ever delivered in the Underground, and each and every time either of them pop back up, they get dropkicked again. She tags Ana back in, and the two show amazing chemistry with some double team moves, including a hiptoss, a double dropkick and duelling hurricanranas that forced Zagan and Essen right into each other. Another set of dropkicks had them tumble out of the ring, before Sorlie and Starling hit the ropes and then went diving out and over with planchas, much to the delight of the crowd.

But Rachel didn’t seem too impressed and leapt off of the apron with the Eye of the Storm (Second Rope Jumping Flip Neckbreaker) on the outside.

Ana went straight for Redding, but she shoved Micah in her way before backing off well and away. Ramsay came over and stood over the fallen Sorlie, checking on her as Ana climbed back in the ring, only to get caught from behind from Solas with a reverse hurricanrana. She went for the pin, but Mora broke this one up, before she received a warning from the referee. With the ref distracted though, Essen came in, picking Ana up and drilling her down with a Snap DDT, before slipping out of the ring again.

Zagan picked Ana up, and after planting her with a Knee Strike\Swinging Neckbreaker combination, tagged in Essen, who took Starling down with a Deadlift German Suplex. This brought a near fall. Essen and Zagan worked like a well oiled machine, quick tags and double team moves keeping Ana away from her corner, while the recovering Sorlie made it back to her corner, willing Ana on. It was Mora that may have had the most effect though, clearly pissing Starling off by singing out for her to “tag in Mama.” This fired Ana up, who was fired up enough to break free of the legal Essen, land a Pele Kick to send him back and she dived in to tag in Sorlie. Sorlie springboarded into the ring with a crossbody on Essen, then forearmed Zagan down. She took a shot at Redding, but Rachel dropped off of the apron before she could make contact. Redding smiled, telling her that she ain’t getting any payback for her attack. Sarah was still clearly feeling the effects of this, though she managed a Spinning Wheel Kick before she tagged in Mora.

Mora kept control on Essen, hitting a couple of DDTs before tying him up in a Celtic Knot before booting him right in the rear end, much to his embarrassment. As he rose again, Findlay took him down with a Straightjacket Neckbreaker for a near fall. She pulled Essen back to their corner, but he lashed out with a kick, but Mora wasn’t having any of that and tossed him to the outside. She then distracted the referee, claiming Zagan had a weapon (when she clearly didn’t). His back being turned was just enough for Ramsay to get involved, powerbombing Essen into the barricade and nearly breaking it. Micah saw this and ran over, leaping onto Ramsay’s back, trying to choke the life out of the monster as he swung about wildly, trying to get her off of him. Findlay rolled back out, throwing Essen back into the ring before tagging in Sorlie again, who came off the top rope with a Senton, getting a near fall.

Sorlie got another near fall with a Hammerlock DDT, but as she picked up her opponent, Zagan bounced in with a diving shoulder block. She then saw Micah on Ramsay’s back, and diving out of the ring to help her cousin. In this time, Redding finally showed some interest in the match, tagging herself in and lining Sarah up, who hadn’t spotted it due to the mess on the outside. Ramsay threw Micah to the side with Mora’s help, who had joined him on the outside, and the pair zeroed in on Zagan… But a fan from the crowd, in a grey hoodies, tossed a drink at the Underground’s head of security. Infuriated, Ramsay leapt over the barricade and made chase, Mora looking confused as he did so. Sarah was watching on, and as she turned, the now legal Redding came in with another Category One…

… But made contact with Starling instead! The Songbird had leapt into the ring, pushing Sarah out of the way and through the ropes to protect her, Ana herself taking the hit. Redding shrugged, making the cover, and while Starling wasn’t the legal person in the match, the referee didn’t spot this and made the three count.

WINNERS: Rachel Redding & Zagan Solas & Essen Haus via Pinfall (14:22)

Rachel rolled out, satisfied with the victory while telling the downed Starling that she now had bigger targets ahead, and she was done with this mess and was leaving it behind. Zagan and Essen helped up Micah as they exited through the crowd with their arms raised, while Mora left the area to follow Ramsay. Sarah came back into the ring to help the downed Starling, who might well have been knocked clean out by the impact of the knee strike while she was in motion.

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The camera switched to another picture of the Golden Mask, as the Outcast of the Year Award was announced.

(Most Hated of the Year)

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"What do I have to do to get my damn job back?"

The question was simple. It was direct. It was easy to answer. So, of course, the watchers at the gate chose to ignore his humble advances. They are content, he imagines, to remind him that he no longer exists in the lore of the Underground.

He is another failed, faceless warrior nailed to a crooked tree on the roads leading into the City of Outcasts; a reminder never to cross the Director or the homicidal Monster of a champion.

The shadow is long, and he is already restless from walking in its shade, but what choice do his he have except continue to wait? Last time he was foolish, bombastic in word and deed. His haste lead to his breaking, yet the itch remains. The insect-like crawling that weaves its way up and down his spine, urging him to crash the gate; to throw his spear at the leering faces upon the throne. His aim will hold true, the itch whispers seductively, but to scratch equals ruin, his wiser side reminds him.

So the spear will remain under his cloak for now.

However, he can't just remind by the gate clothed in sackcloth with all the other anonymous beggars. He needs to be inside the city gates. He has to get someone's attention, and the only way to do that is to buy admittance. Beyond that only one thought remains prominent at the front of his mind.

"I'm gonna get my damn job back."

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A double graphic popped up with two sets of Golden Masks, each for a different Underground award, each announced one after the other.



And with that, the footage cut backstage. Kitty is restlessly stalking around the backstage area, her title match against JL. Jr is ahead of her, but she isn’t yet in her gear, and while her jeans and sweater are high fashion, of definite quality, the knees are ripped out and the ends of her sleeves frayed, as if she’s been climbing fences or some other nonsensical for the weather activity. She seems to be muttering under her breath, and despite the Bluetooth receiver nestled behind her ear, it doesn’t seem likely she’s on a call. Her gaze is up, searching, and while she isn’t yelling people are moving out of her way, as if they aren’t even aware they’re opening the path for her. The camera follows her, there’s static and a fade as it switches from one to another, just as Kitty sees up ahead the large frame of Elijah Redmayne, into his casual wear after his match and with the usual air of a man that doesn’t quite move at the same rate as the rest of reality around him like a cloud. He pauses just before rounding a corner, he glances right back in her direction as if something - her energy, her perfume, something has alerted him that she’s there, he makes eye contact with a sort of thousand yard stare and Kitty’s eyes go wide, her pace increases, and he? Simply continues around that corner.


It’s not the sort of strident cry that might usually come from Kitty either, for an instant it seems far more vulnerable and real than anything else. Of course it’s fruitless and with a huff she breaks into a light jog, sliding around the corner on her expensive heels and it irritates her to the point she kicks them off haphazard and then pursues Elijah barefoot, her hunter’s gaze on the swirl of that big leather coat of his. She takes a deep breath to shout his name, her hand out and fingertips grazing his arm when he abruptly whirls and she freezes in her tracks, toes gripping the tile and amazingly keeping her balance. Part of that could be given as a credit to him, as two fingertips are touching her shoulder as if to keep her steady before he drops his hand. She’s panting a little breathless but she tries to speak to him anyway.

“I needed you to wait. Elijah… something is happening. I don’t know what to do, and if I was anyone else I’d be scared but this feels like what it would be like, if I could and…”

He tips his head just slightly down as he listens, his eyes for a split second seem a bit more focused on just her, but as she continues that glassy, clinical stare creeps back in, and he drops his hand, with an exhale of his breath over his lips. For a moment it looks like he’ll speak, but then he reaches to touch her cheek with the barest brush of fingers and turns to continue walking away. Kitty’s words die on her lips and she blinks, for an instant those big eyes shine suspiciously and then she draws in a deep breath, even as she reaches for him again.

“Don’t! You have to…”

Just that fast he rounds on her, advancing so quickly that Kitty can’t help her step back, jarring as she reaches the wall behind her. He looms over her, a hand on either side of her face, flat against the drywall and he bows his head, his long hair brushing down over her face, and his gaze looking through that curtain. She inhales sharply, but then just that fast he’s gone, the brush of his coat, over her body as he moves. She hears him mutter as he goes, or at least she thinks she does, in a tone that sounds distinctly like disappointment.


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"Y'now, I ain't asked for much," begins James Lambert Jnr in his characteristic drawl, "A chance to show what I can do here, proof I can go ten minutes without screwin' shit up there, an' if all's good a moment to look back and think I've done pretty damn good since I got here. Yeah, I could ask for this an' that, but there's a word for people who want to ask for this an' that rather than do shit, and that word is 'assholes'."

With little more than a shrug of his good shoulder and a barely-formed smile on the corner of his mouth to imply he was joking, Lambert continues

“So let’s talk about those moments where I can look back and think I’ve done okay. That time I became the first-ever North American Champion is still on top for me, and folks’ll look at that one of two ways: some’ll think it’s good to see me proud of my first-ever championship, while others’ll say I’m slummin’ on past glories and ask that asshole question of what I’ve done for them lately. Well first of all, what have those judgy assholes done for me lately, ‘cause respect’s a two-way street last time I checked. You wanna throw stones, I throw ‘em back.”

Pausing for a second, there’s no hint of a shrug or a smile or any other indication he’s playing around when he says that last part

“Thing is, I’ve been close in a bunch of things, most recently the Cult Classic, but that’s the thing: close ain’t the same as reachin’ the destination is it? That’s the point some folks’ll try and big up anything they’ve done to try an’ fill the gap, while others’ll think they peaked early and smacked their head but good on the ceiling and they ain’t getting’ back up there for a while yet. Not me, though, I’m thinkin’ when the time’ll come to drag my ass out of the rut once more."

“See, that’s the thing about the Cult Classic when it started, I wasn’t crowin’ the odds about me winning the damn thing, I said all along I wanted to build the one thing I didn’t have when the tournament got started: momentum. And you know what? I did that, and that’s already startin’ to pay off as I’m turnin’ matches I coulda choked in into matches I’m winning.”

A smirk crosses Lambert’s face as he thinks of what he wants to say next

“Here’s something Kitty Sasso doesn’t want people to know: when I’ve got momentum behind me, I have this nasty habit of getting one over her. You know why I say that’s a habit? Because I’ve done it twice."

“No lie, look it up for yourselves. You and I know the most recent example, where I dug deep to beat her at the Cult Classic to cement my place in the latter stages…” Lambert can’t help but add, “…and that went well, didn’t it?” with a hint of ruefulness in his voice, “But facts are facts and by being the only person in the entire block stage to beat her, tapping her out in the process, I earned my shot at the Tapout Championship – but what people might forget is that ain’t the first time the pair of us were in the ring with some high stakes, we also stood face-to-face at the Golden Opportunity Rumble. Wanna guess who helped who out of the ring and to the floor for that one?”

Lambert pauses once more, knowing full well that nothing more needs to be said on that subject

“So that’s why I’m here right now, aiming both barrels at Kitty and the Tapout Championship. I know I can beat her, ‘cause I’ve done it. I know I can win when the pressure’s on, ‘cause I’ve done it. But what I need to know is whether or not I can win when the title’s on the line, ‘cause that’s something I don’t know and I damn well better learn it fast.”

Lambert takes a deep breath, allowing himself to focus on the task ahead of him, because at the end of the day he knows there’s a huge difference between a Cult Classic match and a match for the Tapout Championship

“Having been through a handful of ups and a cartload of downs there’s no way in hell I’m gonna talk like this is a done thing. That’s dumb as shit. But no matter what goes down, Kitty Sasso’s gonna have one hell of a fight and she’s gonna have to earn everything she gets from the second she gets in the ring ‘cause that belt, I’m gonna do everything I can to win it."

“Don’t get me wrong, I ain’t gonna act like I’m the first person to say this, ‘cause I doubt the number of people who’ve said the exact same thing would fit on one hand at this point, and I’d sound like a moron if I said ‘Oh but I mean it’ – but if Kitty thinks the Cult Classic was a fluke, or if she gets lazy and thinks about who her next challenger will be…”

Lambert simply taps the back of one hand with the fingers of another

“She won’t even have the chance to kiss the title goodbye before she’ll find herself doin’ this before she has a clue what the hell happened. That’s not me talkin’ myself up, that’s me tellin’ Kitty Sasso to take me serious or I’ll MAKE her take me serious one joint at a time.”

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James Lambert Jr. v Kitty Sasso ©

They hype for this match was real. Sasso had been simply unstoppable so far during her record breaking 295 day reign, and although she had been the standout performer for #TeamUnderground in the Brand Supremacy contests, she had shown some signs of cracking, especially with submission defeats to Shane Atwater and her challenger, James Lambert Jr. as of late. She didn’t show any signs of this though as she made her entrance, cool and confident, and Lambert awaited her in the ring. There was an intense staredown as Barry took the title from Kitty, before showing it to Lambert, then raised it up for all to see. As the bell finally rang, the staredown continued, the two beginning to trade barbs and insults as they stood toe to toe, before Sasso sucker punched Lambert and took the early advantage.

Kitty was much wilder than normal, throwing a number of fists before switching to her trademark kicks. She backs Lambert into the corner with a side kick, then rocks him viciously in the corner with stiff, high shots. Lambert manages to block a few, but a number slip through that shake him, before he manages to get a boot up and turns the tables. What follows next may as well be a full blown kick boxing match, with both attempting to go for a knockout as opposed from the submission, both of them getting rocked when unable to block. Lambert switched it up with an MMA takedown, forcing Sasso to the mat as he went to ground and pound her. He tried to transition into an armbar, but Sasso zeroed in on his surgically repaired shoulder, firing off some devastating elbows that forced him to roll off and return to his corner.

There was another tense stare down as the pair backed away from each other, before they began circling each other to go at it again. Sasso came in with a kick, but a smooth dragon screw had her on her back again, and Lambert began working on the leg like a surgeon. Stomps, stamps and then he dropped down, attempting to twist her long leg out of it’s socket. She kicked him off to the ropes, and as he bounced back off of the ropes, she kipped up and nailed a beautiful Spinning Wheel Kick, catching Lambert right in the shoulder as he went down. When she did kip up though, her leg gave way a little, and both looked in visible pain. She managed to take advantage though, locking in an armbar that had Lambert in a world of trouble. He squirmed in his place, reaching out to the ropes, but Sasso kept pulling him back, before she used her leg to start hammering away at his shoulder, whilst yanking back as hard as she could on the arm. The fans were on their feet, anticipating the submission, but Lambert shook his head and held on, his leg reaching and reaching for the ropes. Just as it seemed he was about to let it all go, Barry called for the hold to be broken, as James had the tip of his toes on the ropes. But Sasso wouldn’t break the hold, forcing Barry to start making a count. He got to four, and Sasso still refused to break the hold, getting a mixed reaction from the crowd. Kitty had snapped, and she was making Lambert pay for it all. Barry looked over to the timekeeper, considering calling for the DQ, but then spare of the moment he literally pulled Kitty away physically.

Sasso was incensed at what the senior referee did, but was told that he wouldn’t be ending the match like this, and no matter how fine #DatAss was, he was in charge and she would do as commanded. Kitty, whose anger had only grown more, continued arguing with Barry… And that is what cost her.

The injured Lambert crawled over, and in a beautiful move, rolled her through and down to the mat, locking in the Cruciate Killer - Grapevine Kneebar. He had her locked in right in the centre of the ring, and Barry himself looked shocked, knowing that he partially was to blame for the distraction. He checked on Sasso, asking her if she submitted, but instead she cursed him, blaming him for the situation she was in. She tried to pull herself to the ropes, but it was her bad leg that Lambert had locked up, and she screamed in agony, refusing to give up her title reign. Barry drops down to check on her as Lambert wretches back, asking her if she submits, but she screams out that she is never letting go of her title and she is never giving up. She continues this over and over… until she begins to fade, her volume lowering, her eyes closing and eventually her head drops down. Barry grabs her arm, speaking to her then looking to Lambert. He forces him to break the hold and calls for the bell.

WINNER AND NEW CHAMPION: James Lambert Jr. via Submission (19:11)

Lambert rolls off of her, his face covered by his hands as he realized he had done it, before he stands and is handed the title by Barry, and he scales the turnbuckle to raise it above his head as his fans cheer him on. He rolls out, smirking at Kitty before giving a nod as he paced off up the ramp with his newly acquired gold. Back in the ring, Barry is trying to help Kitty up, who herself is receiving applause for her efforts. A medical team comes out as she begins to come to, but as she realises what has happened, she pushes Barry away, and dismisses the help of the med team as she rolls out of the ring, clearly distraught with the result, and she gingerly makes her way to the back.

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With that, the graphics for the match of the year appear, running down from 3rd through to 1st place.


3rd Place
James Lambert Jnr © Vs. Elijah Redmayne
(...And Justice For All - Elevation Underground)
Devin KONSTANTINE Vs. Bloody Mary v Gavin Grimes
(Cult Classic Finals)

2nd Place
Jo 'Cycki' Nowak Vs. Andreas Lasiewicz
(UG 24 - 1st Anniversary)

1st Place and Match Of The Year
(Cult Classic - How To Lose Friends & Annihilate People)

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GRENDEL © v Kenni Killswitch

This match didn’t really go how anybody expected. The action started with Kenni attack GRENDEL from behind during his entrance with a length of steel scaffold pipe, cracking him over the head a couple of times, before wailing on his back and neck with the pipe, managing to take the monster off balance. After working him over some, she, with some noticeable effort, managed to force him into the ring, before climbing on the apron and shouting for the referee to start the match. With that, she stepped up onto the middle rope and launched herself in with a clumsy Slingshot Rolling Senton, before going for the pin, only for GRENDEL to quickly throw the shoulder up. Kenni, desperate not to see her questionably gained advantage slip through her fingers, went on the attack once more, throwing desperate kicks and stomps into GRENDEL’s body, looking to keep the beast grounded.

Slowly, however, he managed to rise, even through her desperate attacks. As he got to all fours she sat on his back, locking in a Full Nelson… but still he didn’t stop rising. Kenni didn’t release her grip either, wrapping her legs around him, and Piggybacking the move! She struggled to keep the move locked in, GRENDEL’s broad shoulders and impressive strength threatening to break it more than once… but it was when reached over his head, grabbing two handfuls of her dirty blonde locks before lurching forward, bringing her overhead with an impressive Hairmare, that finally saw the move broken. Realising the match was slipping from her, Kenni charged straight back in, raining Forearm Shots into his expansive chest… but he completely no-sold them, before shoving her, hard, causing her to land flat on her back. To her credit, Kenni hopped straight back up, and came at him once more, throwing all her dice on a Hard Lariat… but she just bounced off of the beast’s chest, GRENDEL rocking slightly, clutching her shoulder as she sprialled off into the corner, huddling herself up against the bottom.

Shaking his head, blood from the early ambush matting his hair and beginning to stain his back, GRENDEL approached, pushing the referee aside as he tried to stop him, and grabbed her by the back of the neck, hauling her up… AND GETTING A FACEFUL OF PINK MIST BEHIND THE STAGGERED REFEREE’S BACK!! Kenni dropped the bottle she’s managed to swig the mist from to the outside, before catching the blinded GRENDEL in the sternum with a Teep Kick, knocking him back to the centre of the ring. With a yell, she held her arm up, rubbing her elbow, before charging in, swinging for her patented Elbow Smash, the Kennihawk… BUT CATCHING A FACEFUL OF BOOT FOR HER TROUBLE! GRENDEL nearly took her head off with the Big Boot, the sound echoing to the rafters.

Kenni dropped, clutching her jaw, the pink mist and blood stained monster looming over her, obviously pissed. He proceeded to have his way with Killswitch, throwing her from pillar to post, showing off his brute strength as he tossed her about like a rag doll. Kenni fought back, but it wasn’t enough, the 6’10 hate filled beast unleashing all of his rage upon her. After dropping her with a Military Press Gutbuster, he picked her up by the waist in an impressive Karelin Lift, before spinning her around into a Kneeling Piledriver: SOME KIND OF HATE… BUT DIDN’T END IT THERE! Obviously looking to prove some kind of point, GRENDEL pulled the hardly moving Kenni upright, pretty much having to hold her up… before throwing her up into the air, catching her and delivering a ring shaking Release Powerbomb - the Extinction Event! Not even bothering to bend down again, he placed one colossal boot on Kenni’s chest, the referee counting the three before quickly waving in the medical team as they rushed to check on Kenni, her eyes fluttering in and out of consciousness.


GRENDEL stands there raising his belt high, sending out a warning, not only just to RISE, but to all of Underground and Hard Knox as a whole, telling them he will not be defeated. The footage begins to fade away, the final image being the defiant and seemingly unstoppable GRENDEL.

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As the footage faded away, one final image was displayed, the graphics for the most prestigious Underground Award of the night.



The announcement leaves many wondering, as Zoe had not been heard from in quite some time, ever since she failed to regain the Underworld Title from GRENDEL in the Seventh Heaven series. But there is no time to question, as with this, the show ends.

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