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[color=#f46500][b]DEFIANCE[/b][/color] ל [color=white]LXX[/color]; LIVE from the Golden 1 Center in Sacramento, California | March 18th, 2018
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Location: Sacramento, California
Venue: Golden 1 Center
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 scene fades backstage where the HKW World Tag Team Champions Emilio Vialpando & Jinzai are seen being led by their manager Tony Capone with their security flanking close behind them. The crowd boos as they watch Upper Echelon on Knoxotron. They ignore the boos of the crowd as they finally reach their destination. Capone stops at the door of the Defiance General Manager, Romeo Price. He looks over his shoulder looking at his two clients.

✦TONY CAPONE: Let me do the talking first. Don’t need either of you flying off the handle.

The two nod and Capone knocks on the door.

✦SHANNON ELLIOTT: Come in!

Capone looks to Benny & Lass.

✦TONY CAPONE: Make sure no one comes in and disturbs us. I don’t want anyone feeling brave and trying to purge on Emilio.

The two nods as Capone leads Emilio and Jinzai into the office. As they head inside they see Romeo Price pouring himself a glass of Scotch while the Assistant General Manager looks up from his files to greet them.

✦SHANNON ELLIOTT: And what does us the pleasure of being graced with the presence from the Upper Echelon?

Capone stares at Elliott for a moment then smirks.

✦TONY CAPONE: You’re being graced with my client’s presence because of your bosses countless abuse of power.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Hmph…

Tony turns his attention to Price.

✦TONY CAPONE: Oh, do you not agree Pierce? Sorry, where are my manners? Mr. Price, do you not agree?

Romeo takes a sip from his glace and shakes his head.

✦ROMEO PRICE: And why would I? I quite frankly do not see how you could come down to such a conclusion, Mr. Capone.

✦TONY CAPONE: No?

Tony walks past Shannon and straight to Romeo’s desk.

✦TONY CAPONE: First you reward this Valentine’s Day tag team of Annie Zellor & Dom Harter with a opportunity at challenging for my client’s titles after a lucky fluke of a win. Not to mention you already have a team who earned the right to call themselves the number one contenders in Silk & Cyanide. Who which my clients don’t approve of being the number one contenders.

Romeo takes another sip as Capone goes on.

✦TONY CAPONE: Neither of these teams deserve a shot at the World Tag Team titles, Price and you--

✦ROMEO PRICE: Stop. You’re clients don’t determine who are their challengers, I do. Silk & Cyanide earned their shots at the title fair and square at Divine Supremacy after defeating The Black Delegation. So as of right now until House of Pain: Fool’s Gold, they are your number one contenders. Secondly, Annie & Dom beat your clients in a non-title match up. Which I believe warrants them a chance at proving that they can become the number one contenders.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Bullshit. They got lucky, that doesn’t mean they deserve a shot any damn thing.

Jinzai, who was idly messing with a few pieces of paper on Elliot’s Desk despite protests, looked up at Price’s claims with a bewildered expression.

✦JINZAI: So… lemme get this straight. Y’know, just to see if I follow you, “Boss” -

Romeo’s eyes narrowed at Jinzai’s sarcastically calling him boss.

✦JINZAI: - After years and years of you actually making people earn their stripes on HKW, back when you WEREN’T such a gigantic puppet, all of a sudden you’re switching your demeanor and saying that Dom and Annie get a chance at a shot after ONE fluke win. Not as though they beat us decisively. Not as if it’s a thing where they stumble into win after win against us.

Jinzai sneers in disgust.

✦JINZAI: No, they caught us when YOUR Bloodlust Champion, a guy who after years and years of being one of the people carrying this company, was recovering after having competed in two championship matches - one of which was the f*cking brainchild of that sick twisted freak Flame, over the span of like a week and I was having an off night. But you’re giving them the greenlight for coming after usss why? Because we’re us. At least own up to the bias, “Boss”.

Romeo rolls his eyes.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Bias? There is no bias. No matter what you may think. I don’t know at you all are worried about. You’re the champions right? You’re the “best in the industry” right? Then why don’t you two start acting like it. You’re supposed to be willing to take any and all challengers not act like cowards and pick and choose who you want to face. I’m sorry gentlemen, it just doesn’t work that way.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: The hell you’re not bias! You’ve been trying to screw us over at every chance you got. You got what you hoped for at Divine Supremacy. Jaxon lost the Dynasty Championship. Felicity lost the World Championship. But us? Us? We didn’t lose.

Emilio steps closer holding his two belts on his shoulders with a smirk on his face.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: That must really piss you the hell off. Knowing that no matter how bad you want to keep the Upper Echelon down...The Gods will never fall. So all you’re doing is trying to get back for your own failures. Failures at trying to deflect us at every chance. And failures of never winning a championship belt your damn self in your own sorry ass career.

✦JINZAI: You’ve been trying to f*ck UE at every single opportunity since War Games last year… no, let’s go back further. Since Control, when we took that Triple Threat Match you and the ACTUAL Powers That Be booked and flipped it on ut’s head. But we’re unF*CKwithable, old man. Even when we lose? We’re the best things about your show. We’re still the best wrestlers in the world today, and it eats you up alive because we’re reaching levels you couldn’t see on your BEST day.

Jinzai saunters up to Romeo’s desk and gives a cocky smile.

✦JINZAI: And there’s nothing you can do to stop it right now. We bump the ratings, we get the stat geeks talking, while you? You sit here at your desk, watching it all unfold with the realization that it’s the closest you’ll get to being in that position yourself.

Romeo takes one final sip of his Scotch before standing up.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Are you done?

He looks at the three of them.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Do you feel better? Get everything off our your chests?

Emilio starts to say something.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Shut the hell up. All three of you. What you three don’t get is that I don’t give a damn any of you. I don’t care who you are and what you have achieved. I care about those people out there who spend their hard earned money to come and watch you all put on the best show that they have ever seen. That is what I care about. I care about producing the best product there is to offer in Hard Knox Wrestling if not all of wrestling. You can say all you want about me but at the end of the day I am the one you have to answer to when push comes to shove. And right now? That is where we are. I have two damn good tag teams who are worthy of a chance at facing the pair of you for those titles and I’m gonna make sure the best of thost two does exactly that.

Romeo shifts his attentions to Emilio.

✦ROMEO PRICE: And you. I don’t care about that little stunt you pulled a couple weeks ago. Ashlyn De Luca is a Bloodlust Champion no matter how you try to cut it. She purged for the belt and that means just like you she is thee HKW Bloodlust Champion.

✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: What the…

✦TONY CAPONE: Hold on one minute, you can’t do that?!

✦ROMEO PRICE: NO you hold on one goddamn minute, Capone. You think you can outsmart me? Maneuver your way around the system? You think you can just do whatever the hell you want and there will be no consequences? Hmph. Well I got news for you, there are consequences as there will be for all of your actions, gentlemen. Don’t believe me? Take a look at your personal lives and tell that there isn’t. Each of you have done something I’m sure that you regret and there’s no coming back from. And congratulations, it’s happening here now in your professional lives as well.

Emilio looks as if he wants to say something but thinks better of it.

✦ROMEO PRICE: I have a plan to rectify the shit you have done and if you want to call yourself the Bloodlust Champion still I had better show up later tonight so you can hear this proposition.

Romeo shakes his head as he lifts his glass. He looks to the three and grunts.

✦ROMEO PRICE: This is the bed you all of have made for yourselves and I’m gonna be damn sure you all lay in it. Now get the hell out of my office, I have other matters to attend to.

Jinzai gives Price a glare, leaning against his desk once more.

✦JINZAI: ...know what? We’ll play your game for now. But when we win our matches tonight, when Hebi goes through whatever bullshit scheme you try to throw in front of him and comes out with the Bloodlust Title, and we’re STILL your Tag Team Champions when it’s all said and done? I want you to think long and hard about this fascination you’ve got with screwing us over and whatever justification you give yourself for it to sleep at night. I want you to do that and ask is having UE as enemies REALLY worth the headaches coming your way.

Jinzai pulls back and tips over Romeo’s nameplate in a moment of pettiness, before storming out of his office behind Emilio & Capone as the scene fades.




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The scene fades in backstage with interviewer Lola J who is standing with a stagehand. She smiles at the camera before turning to the stagehand.

✦LOLA J: Ladies and Gentlemen last week we witnessed an interesting turn of events when Kai’s World Title seemed to have been stolen at ringside. Today I am here with one of the stagehands Jimmy Bennett, who has been accused as an accomplice to this theft.

The stagehand nervously clears his throat fixing his hair as he looks in the camera.

✦LOLA J: We’ve heard a mix of stories backstage as to who is responsible for what happened last week, but the name Asha Astor has been floating around. Would you like to confirm or deny that theory?

The stagehand rubs on his arm and looks at the camera. He stutters as he tries his best to answer.

✦STAGEHAND: I don’t remember...too much from from last week. All I know is that the title ended up in Lyza’s bag. I...I would say that she’s to blame for stealing the title.

Lola raises an eyebrow at the stagehand.

✦LOLA J: So you’re saying that Lyza is behind this and Asha Astor has nothing to do with this…?

The stagehand nods his head slowly watching Lola J. Neither of them notice the overhead lights flickering briefly as Lola looks at The stagehand curiously

✦LOLA J: But...we saw you hand the title to Asha last week. What was that about?

The stagehand begins turning red and sweating. His voice begins to crack.

✦STAGEHAND: Asha was trying to stop me from doing what Lyza wanted, but I ended up getting the title back again backstage. Asha is much nicer than people like to give her credit for.

✦LOLA J: Okay….well wh-

Before Lola can ask another question the lights go dark. A male’s scream can be heard right next to her, before being abruptly cut off and an eerie silence takes its place. The lights turn back on showing Lola standing alone confused as it seems the stagehand has disappeared.

✦LOLA J: Jimmy?...

The scene fades out as Lola tells the cameraman to cut.




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The scene opens backstage, where the team of Dom Harter and Annie Zellor can be found in their locker room., getting ready for their upcoming matches. Harter, wearing one of his own ‘Bygones’ t-shirts, seems to be moving cautiously and winces occasionally as Annie looks over to him.

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Are you sure you’re ok, Dommy?

The concern in her voice is evident, as is the look on her face. She knows that Dom was recently in the Steel Cage Mayhem match in FGA…and he took the brunt of it. But Dom just chuckles, waving her off as he tries his best to move normally.

✦DOM HARTER: I’m fine, really.

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: You sure? You don’t have to do this if you’re not healthy–

✦DOM HARTER: I’m fine.

Dom shrugs, wincing slightly as he does so. Annie bites her bottom lip before speaking again.

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: I don’t wanna see you get hurt any worse…

✦DOM HARTER: Look, those doctors don’t know what they’re talking about. I know my body better than they do, and I’m fine!

He stresses the point, trying to mask the pain with a large smile. Annie, against her better judgment, seems to agree with her boyfriend over the advice of the FGA doctors as she steps in and gives Dom a hug, wrapping her arms around his midsection. He grunts.

✦DOM HARTER: Besides, I’ve got the best nurse ever to take care of me.

Annie blushes as she releases the hug.

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Okey dokey. ‘Cause we’ve got that match against Silk & Cyanide coming up at Fools Gold and we need you to be healthy for that.

✦DOM HARTER: Look who you’re talking to. I’m the Tenacious Little Bastard, I’ve fought through worse, I can fight through this.

Yeah, it sounds as unconvincing as you’d expect.

✦DOM HARTER: Just like I will with Erin Mariani tonight. And you can go pop Jinzai, POW! Right in the kisser.

✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Okey dokey!

She seems excited, reaching up to give Dom a kiss on the lips before Annie bounds away out of sight. Once she’s not looking, however, Dom holds a hand over his ribs and grimaces, as the show cuts elsewhere.




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OPENING BOUT
SINGLES MATCH

Annie Zellor vs Jinzai

The match began with the two competitors circling the ring before Jinzai caught Annie with a kick to the gut, then hit a snap suplex on her before going for the cover and getting a two count!

In the 2nd minute of the match, Jinzai planted Zellor once more, this time with a running tornado DDT before quickly going for the cover once more and picking up another two count! A minute after that, the UE member hit a necklock backbreaker and went for the pin, but was unable to capture a three count!

Annie fought back in the 4th minute, catching Jinzai with a headscissors takedown to cheers from the audience! She then hit a facebreaker DDT around a minute following that, going for the cover and picking up a two count! In the 6th minute, Zellor kept on the attack, catching her opponent with a diving knee strike before covering him again and capturing another two count!

Jinzai got control of the match back a minute later, catching Annie with a roundhouse kick to the body! The Dragon of Upper Echelon then performed a top rope aided hangman’s neckbreaker in the 8th minute, going for the cover afterwards and picking up a two count! Around a minute after that, Jin connected with a flowing snap DDT and attempted another pin, but only got a two count!

In the 10th minute, Zellor caught Jinzai with a sitout jawbreaker, giving her control of the match once more! A minute following that, she hit a springboard bulldog and quickly went for the cover, but only got a two count! Annie then hit a step up enzuigiri in the 12th minute and covered her opponent once more, but was only able to pick up a two count! Around a minute later, she performed a slingshot corkscrew neckbreaker and went for the pin, but was unable to get the three count! In the 14th minute, Annie planted Jinzai with All That Glitters (satellite DDT) and scrambled over to make the cover, but Jinzai powered out at two!

Zellor then went to the top rope and leaped off, looking to hit something off the top, only to dive right into a Jinzai Cutter! Jinzai then turned her over and covered her, capturing the three count and the victory!

Post-match, Jinzai grabbed his title and backpedaled up the ramp, a grin on his face.

WINNER: Jinzai (15:23)
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The scene opens up inside of a darkened locker room on the far side of the arena, the only source of light being one lone, overhead light hanging in the center. In the middle of the room laid a Stagehand, unconscious and shaken up following being kidnapped in the middle of an interview earlier in the night. With a groan he begins to stir, pushing himself off the cold cement floor as he looks around blearily. The stagehand sees an open door and quickly tries to make a break for it…


… only for it to be slammed before he can get close, as he comes face to face with his captor.

The stagehand quickly backs up, fear in his eyes as the the silhouette of The HKW World Champion, Kai, comes into view from behind the door.

✦KAI: Now… what happens from this point is entirely dependant on you. Tell me what part did the Witch have in trying to steal what’s mine, and I’ll make what I do to you quick and painless. Continue to lie to me and…

Kai doesn’t elaborate, but the chilling edge to his tone leaves very little to the imagination.

✦STAGEHAND: I… I already told you! I told Lola! Asha didn’t know anything about -

His words are cut off as Kai’s voice slices through the air.

✦KAI: And I said, stop lying.

Finding his voice, The stagehand steps towards Kai, trying to placate the furious World Champion.

✦STAGEHAND: I swear! I-it was all Lyza! She asked me to take the title from ringside and give it to her so that she could make Mistress Asha look bad! She wanted to -

Once again the stagehand is cut off, this time by a chuckle from Kai that seems to fill the entire room.

✦KAI: She refers to herself as “Mistress” now…?

The Stagehand’s skin pales and his eyes, if possible, went wide at his slip of the tongue. From what he could see, Kai’s eyes shone brightly in sinister delight.

✦KAI: You know… I likely would’ve allowed you to walk away somewhat intact if you had enough sense to confess. But since we’re here…

Kai steps forward as the lighting overhead flickers with each step he takes. The Stagehand backs away in fright, but quickly finds himself right up against the wall behind him.

✦KAI: … You’re going to help me send a little message to your “Misstresss.”

With a hiss, Kai reaches a hand out and yanks the stagehand forward.

✦KAI: A message she’ll be able to understand all too clearly.

The camera abruptly cuts off as Kai lifts the screaming stagehand towards him, evil intentions clear in his expression.




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The scene begins in the backstage area, as a cameraman makes his way through the hallway and into a nearby locker room. A wide-angled sweep of the room reveals a very hostile looking Jason Jackson, who can be seen taping up his hands for his match tonight with a scowl. After a few moments of intense silence, the Samoan stands to drive his fists into his palms... checking his work as he shadow boxes to warm up.

In his mind, this wasn't going to be a wrestling match tonight. Nah, It would be a full-fledged fight instead. Honestly, JJ felt utterly disrespected by Boaz these last few weeks, and him showing up in Hawaii had been the proverbial "straw that broke the camel's back". Granted it had been completely unprofessional for Jason to throw the guy through a table in public but it just seemed like BKA had an innate ability to push his buttons and he had simply lost control.

Suddenly Jason’s cell phone rings and he walks over to scoop it up from his locker where a brand new leather kutte can be seen hanging in the background.

✦JASON JACKSON: What’s shakin’? Nope, it’s all set. Just make sure I don't get jumped again because believe me…I can handle little Bo-Bo.

A knock on the door cuts the conversation short.

✦JASON JACKSON: Yeah, I gotta roll. See you soon.

Hanging up from the call, the Samoan tucks his phone into his bag before heading to open the door.

✦MAN IN TIE DYE SHIRT: HELLLLLLLLLLO BIG FELLA!

A brown-haired balding man dressed in a tie dye shirt and Dickie pants walks straight into Jason’s locker room with Boaz Kennedy Astor trailing behind him. Boaz waves at Jason nonchalantly and makes sure to stay behind the shorter gentleman as he approaches Jackson.

✦MAN IN TIE DYE SHIRT: You must be Jason, yeah? Boey here has told me so much about you!

Boaz looks up at the ceiling and shakes his head in frustration.

✦BOAZ KENNEDY: Why are people calling me that ridiculous name? The next time someone calls me Boey, I’m going to rip their tongue out of their mouth and wrap it around their ne--

✦MAN IN TIE DYE SHIRT: Uh uh uh! Boaz!

The man turns around to face the RISE triple crown winner.

✦MAN IN TIE DYE SHIRT: What did I say? A snap out a day brings stress marks to your face!

Boaz reluctantly nods his head and locks eyes with Jackson. The unnamed man immediately feels the tension being built and turns to Jason to pat him on the chest.

✦MAN IN TIE DYE SHIRT: You…

The man grabs Jason’s beard and gently pulls him down to his eye level.

✦MAN IN TIE DYE SHIRT: ...down here. HI! My name is Anthony Genarose and I’m an anger management counselor! Yaaaay!

Genarose claps his hands and shifts his focus from Jason back to Boaz and back to Jason.

✦ANTHONY GENAROSE: I’m here because Boe---Boaz here is concerned about you and your anger issues, friend. He thinks those can interfere with your relationships, your soon to be marriage and even with your kids, soooooooo…

Genarose claps his hands some more.

✦ANTHONY GENAROSE: Boaz sought me out and I’m here to make you less angry! YAY!

More claps from Genarose while Boaz is unable to contain his laughter.

✦BOAZ KENNEDY: He helped me when I was a young one, Jason. Nine years ago I was the angriest teenager walking, but then Anthony here changed that.

Boaz pats Genarose on the back.

✦ANTHONY GENAROSE: That’s right, and I’m here to cure you from the RAAAAAAAGE that CONSUUUUMES your B. R. A. I….

Genarose reaches up and pokes Jason on the tip of the nose.

✦ANTHONY GENAROSE: N!

Jason gives the man a blank stare, his eyes seem to size the man up for a moment... before shifting to look at Boaz unamused. Was this guy serious?

✦JASON JACKSON: Is this some kind of joke? I don’t have time for your little games….

Jase would scoff, slapping Anthony’s hand away when he pokes him in the nose.

✦JASON JACKSON: Don’t touch me, and furthermore don’t concern yourself with my personal life. That’s what got you thrown through a table to begin with Boey.

His reply was contemptuous and snide as he locked eyes with his foe again, the urge to reach out and smack the grin off his face growing by the second.

✦JASON JACKSON: You have approximately ninety seconds to speak, before I throw you both out of here on your asses. Startiiiiiing…. NOW.

✦BOAZ KENNEDY: Are you a caveman? Why are you always trying to fight? This is a locker room. Not a cage. Not a wrestling ring. A fucking locker room. Unlike you - you Fred Flintstone wannabe - I have class. I don’t throw fistacuffs because someone said something I didn’t like. All that anger and all that rage is going to bring you to an early death, and since you are marrying a friend of mine, I took it upon myself to get you some anger management sessions on the house.

Boaz pats Genarose on the back.

✦BOAZ KENNEDY: You have until our bout to resolve those lingering anger issues. If you’re not cured by then?

Boaz walks towards the locker room door and straight out it, not giving Jason nor Genarose the final line.

✦ANTHONY GENAROSE: Well then!

Genarose turns to Jason.

✦ANTHONY GENAROSE: Where do we begin!

Jason shakes his head, stepping over to the locker while grumbling under his breath. He slips on his elbow pads and pulls on the leather vest, making sure to turn away from the camera to hide the back of it.

✦JASON JACKSON: You two are still here?

His eyes move back and forth between the cameraman and Anthony for a second, as he takes a long, slow, deep breath.

✦ANTHONY GENAROSE: That’s good maaaan. Take some deep calming brea---

✦JASON JACKSON: GO!!!!!

Anthony is cut off by Jason roaring at him and the camera wobbles a bit, as both the cameraman, and the anger management hippy from hell move toward the door cautiously.

✦JASON JACKSON: FASTER!!!

This causes the pair of them to flee from the room as Jason feints a step toward them. The video goes black but the sound of footsteps can be heard for a moment before the feed dies.




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We cut to our backstage area where the Golden 1 Center roars at the sight of Ashlyn De Luca. She is walking through the backstage corridors of the arena, a backpack thrown over one shoulder, her phone pressed to her ear with the other.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Yeah… I’m gonna have to find Price and get this figured out. Y-- no. No, I don’t know. All I know is that Emilio is walkin around actin like he’s someone he isn’t, and imma handle that. I have to. I’m not gonna look stupid through another reign, man. I’m done with that.

Ashlyn listens to the person on the phone and rolls her eyes at whatever the person says.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Dude, no, I’m not forgetting about Jaxon. I know what I gotta do against Queen and I’m not taking my eyes off of him, but business is business, and I gotta handle this sh-- ah… actually I gotta go. I’ll hit you up.

Ashlyn lowers the phone and slows to a stop as she slides it into her pocket. Eli Zayn walks into frame, giving De Luca a polite smile and half-wave as he raises his microphone, bringing more clarity to the voices on-screen.

✦ELI ZAYN: Ashlyn, good evening.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Sup, Eli.

✦ELI ZAYN: I know you’ve got to get ready so I won’t be long. I just… I know it’s been a rough of couple of weeks--

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Months.

✦ELI ZAYN: ...right, rough couple of months for you inside the ring, what with the occasional injury and some professional setbacks, but I just wanted to pick your brain for a bit and understand exactly how you feel about this Bloodlust Title situation. We didn’t see much of you or hear from you last week when there was so much controversy surrounding the championship. We don’t even know where you stand.

Ashlyn takes a deep breath and closes her eyes for a moment before responding.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: I’m on my way to find Romeo so we can straighten this out right the f[--]k now.

Ashlyn tenses up but she takes another breath and goes on.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Emilio got Purged. He got beat. I did that. I Purged on Emilio and beat his ass and everybody saw it. His boys couldn’t help him. Capone couldn’t help Emilio a month ago but I walked away with what I thought was my Bloodlust Title. But this?

Ashlyn drops her bag down and kneels down, unzipping it before pulling out the belt. She holds it up and rises to her feet, looking at Eli with narrowed eyes.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: This is a fake.

The audience boos at the statement and Ashlyn shakes her head, dropping it down onto her bag.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: And he thinks that because he was holding this when I beat him down that I’m not the real champion? Nah. No, Eli. THIS does not represent what I did, because what I did was real. This ain’t real. Emilio has my belt. My championship. And I feel that he needs to give that back or I need to take that back.

Ashlyn bends down, putting the belt back in the bag before she stands up, placing the strap over her shoulder. She begins to walk away, but she stops, turning to Eli.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Jaxon Queen deserves my full attention. And once the bell sounds, he’s got that. Trust. But right now… all due respect to him… all due respect to Jaxon Queen’s story, he’s about to become a part of the Greatest Story Ever Told. And after that’s done?

Ashlyn begins walking, shaking her head.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: My title. Eli.

Ashlyn turns her gaze forward and walks off down the hall, leaving Eli behind as we fade away.




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OPENING BOUT
SINGLES MATCH

Jason Jackson vs. Boaz Kennedy Astor

Jason Jackson was the first to come out to the ring, Boaz following afterward with a long and over dramatic entrance. Once Boaz got to the ring and the referee looked ready to start the match, the former RISE Champion stopped the referee and walked towards his opponent. The camera was able to pick-up Boaz asking Jason if he learned to control his anger, to which Jason replied with a scoff and a middle finger.

Boaz looked away and chuckled himself, smacking Jason in the face with a shot that echoed throughout the arena afterward! Jason’s eyes filled with rage as he grabbed Boaz by the throat and biel tossed him straight into the corner to start the match!

Jason moved straight towards Boaz and drove his shoulder repeatedly into Boaz’s midsection until he pulled him out of the corner and turned Boaz inside out with a short-arm clothesline! Boaz managed to roll out of the ring and leaned back against the protective guardrail stunned by Jason’s aggression and early offense.

After getting into it with a couple of fans at ringside, Boaz slid back into the ring, but remained near the ropes to make sure Jason couldn’t attack him. As per usual, Boaz continued running his mouth at Jackson, the Samoan Hulk constantly trying to push by the referee to get to Boaz. Once he finally managed to do so, Jason ripped Boaz to the center of the ring and lifted him over his shoulder for a powerslam, but…

DING! DING!! DING!!!

Mason and Pento (also known as the Slaves of Sami) rushed the ring and began beating down Jackson after clipping his knee to knock him down to the ground! The referee called for the bell as Boaz scattered to the corner and watched his “Slaves” began putting the boots to Jackson, pulling him up to his feet only to deliver a powerbomb from Mason, followed by a flipping senton splash from Pento!

Boaz continued shouting directions at the two men as he got a microphone out of Whisper Viperi’s grasp and brought himself back inside the ring. Pushing Mason and Pento aside, Boaz doubled over and glared right at the downed Jackson as he said, “You want to blame me?”

Boaz continued by telling Jackson and everyone in attendance that he’s finally fed up with people believing that he has ulterior motives no matter what he does, therefor, he was going to give the people and HKW the Boaz Kennedy Astor that they already believe he is. He reminded everyone that the last time this happened, he rode a rocketship to the top of RISE Pro, and this time? He was going to use his power to make Jackson the most miserable human being to ever step foot in HKW.

“You did this, Jackson. You brought this back, and no matter how tough you would like to talk? This isn’t something you could ‘KO of the Year’ your way out of.”

Boaz dropped the microphone on Jackson and gestured for the Slaves of Sami to pull Jackson up. Boaz told the two to lift him in the air, Mason and Pento hoisting the multiple time MMA champion in a gorilla press. Finally, the two threw Jason into the air, sending him straight down to a hellacious “BANGarang” knee strike from Boaz that seemingly knocked Jackson out!

“KO OF THE YEAAAAAAR!” Boaz shouted.

Mason and Pento looked ready to completely remove Jackson out of the equation, but Boaz stopped them and shooed them out of the ring. Boaz looked back at Jackson and did his infamous gun shot taunt at Jackson’s face before exiting the ring to a chorus of boos. The boos seemed to irritate Boaz as he stopped in between the ropes, shouting for Pento and Mason to get back in the ring and pull Jason up to his feet!

The Slaves of Sami ripped Jason up to a vertical base, Boaz asking the crowd “YOU WANT TO BOO ME?!” as he stomped his way around the ring. He gestured for the Slaves to pick Jason up again, but Reaper in Pride members Chance Frost and Odyn Davel Balou III hit the ring and brought the fight to Pento and Mason! Boaz watched on until Jackson shook the cobwebs out and lunged at Boaz, but Boaz dove through the ropes and made his getaway through the crowd!

Mason managed to escape himself, leaving Pento in the ring to take a finisher from each man in the ring! Jackson turned his attention back to Boaz, rage beginning to build more and more as he spotted Boaz in the sea of fans with a slick grin on his face. Boaz turned around and pushed his way past the audience members, Jason exiting the ring and walking up the stage in hopes of cutting Boaz off before he could leave the arena.

WINNER: Jason Jackson via disqualification (0:59)
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A chill descends upon the Golden 1 Center, not because of the weather but because we see Sara Mason pacing back and forth in a hallway backstage and it’s almost possible to sparks of the nervous energy as she mentally prepares herself for her match later this evening against Emilio Vialpando

Finally, almost as if she’s tiring of doing something as deeply unconstructive as pacing back and forth, she unleashes a quick flurry of strikes – but it’s nothing like the sort of shadow boxing most people would be used to seeing, as her strikes are wild and undisciplined, accompanied by a cry of rage, and are finished with a swift kick which appears to be at about the same level as the more delicate parts of Emilio’s anatomy happen to be

As she catches her breath Mason cracks a wide, toothy grin and runs her tongue against the bottom of her front teeth, and having caught her breath she cranes her head to one side to audibly work a crick out of her neck just in time for a nearby locker room door to creak open, which leads to Erin Mariani strutting her way into the hallway with an ice cold glass of vodka clasped between her fingers, which she hands to Mason who gladly takes a large wig of the glass’ contents as if it was water

✦ERIN MARIANI: If I didn’t know better I’d think you were looking forward to hurting what passes for competition around here.

Mariani lets out a self-satisfied chuckle at the thought, as Mason drains the contents of the glass

✦ERIN MARIANI: So what are you thinking? Play him at his own game, or go on the attack so he not only forget what his own game is but also how to control his bodily functions?

✦SARA MASON: While it would be funny to see him piss his pants, but since I’m sharing a ring with the little bitch I have no intention of that particular bodily fluid being anywhere near me. I guess I’ll have to stick to the holy trinity of blood, sweat and tears.

Mason gives a half-hearted shrug at the thought

✦SARA MASON: Still I’m sure that, if someone were inclined to let him know, at least he’ll know that he was the opponent for my first-ever singles match, so he’ll always be given that distinction. It’s just a shame he doesn’t have any idea what’s in store…but he will, eventually.

Thoughtlessly twirling a stray lock of hair around her finger, Mason lets out an amused chuckle at what she has in mind for Emilio later this evening, while Mariani nods in agreement

✦SARA MASON: How about you, E? What do you have in mind for Dom Harter?

With little more than an arched eyebrow, Mariani implies more to Mason than most people would dare to understand

✦SARA MASON: That good, huh?

✦ERIN MARIANI: Of course. I want to see how tenacious he is with my foot clamped on his throat and a handprint across his face. I shall assume that he’d be as tenacious as any other lucky soul who is in that position, although he’ll maybe show a little less gratitude to be in that position.

✦SARA MASON: So much for Harter hitting harder.

✦ERIN MARIANI: Quite.

Mariani lets another self-satisfied chuckle escape through her nose

✦ERIN MARIANI: I would like to think that, on a night where we both defeated opponents with a long list of achievements they like to hide behind whenever they’re feeling insecure, there would be a suitable place to celebrate. But, alas, we were cursed to have this momentous event take place in the sort of city where people are surprised to learn that there’s a “red” option when choosing a bottle of wine.

The palpable sense of disgust is clear in Mariani’s voice at the thought of having to make do with Sacramento’s meagre fare being all that is available to them

✦ERIN MARIANI: I guess we shall have to make our own entertainment for this evening, although I do believe that leaving both the champions and those upstarts who wish to claim what is our right face down on the canvas as the feelings of despair and humiliation that comes with their inevitable defeats course through their veins will almost make up for it.

✦SARA MASON: “Almost”?

A wicked smile crosses Mariani’s lips

✦ERIN MARIANI: Why claim to be satisfied this evening when we’ll have far greater reasons to be celebrating in a few weeks’ time?

With her words of confidence, not just for this evening but their inevitable title match, Mariani opens the door once more that leads to Silk & Cyanide’s dressing room and re-enters, sliding herself onto her chaise longue as Mason follows behind, tagging the door with a punch as she steps through before closing the door behind her.




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✦JASON JACKSON: WHERE IS HE? BOAZ YOU MOTHER****** WHERE ARE YOU?!

CRASH!!

The sound of an irate Jason Jackson, and a nearby equipment case being kicked over echo out through the hallways and the fighter finally storms into view of the shot. He proceeds to immediately start kicking open locker room doors along the hallway on a rage fueled hunt for payback.

✦JASON JACKSON:: WHERE THE **** IS HE?

It seems as though something has snapped in the eyes of Jason and the camera gets a clear shot as he turns his attention toward the cameraman… who immediately starts backpedalling.

✦(OFF CAMERA):: That way… he went that way.

The camera shifts toward the parking garage, and Jason can be seen sprinting toward the door. One huge shoulder thrust slams the door open, almost taking it clear off the hinges and the Samoan makes his way out into the parking garage with the camera in tow. It seems as though it’s too late however, as a car can be seen fleeing in the distance.

✦JASON JACKSON: SON OF A--

His hands come down on the hood of the car in front of him, and when he looks up again the man in the tie dye shirt is standing beside him.

✦ANTHONY GENAROSE: Are you ready to talk to me now Jason?

JJ begins to laugh, shaking his head as he comes face to face with the man. He seems to tower over the anger management hippy, but the man stands his ground with a warm smile.


✦ANTHONY GENAROSE: You look like you need a hug man. Chill. Take some deep breaths, breath iiiiiiin….. Now breathe ooooouuut. Yeah! Like that man!

Jason looks down in disgust as the hippy hugs him, but he takes in a slow deep breath...wrapping his arms around the man with a sinister grin. He exhales slowly, narrowing his eyebrows at the camera mischievously.

✦ANTHONY GENAROSE: There! You feel better?!

Without warning, Jase snatches the therapist off his feet and tosses him overhead beautiful belly to belly suplex. Anthony screams in panic as he soars through the air, but it’s short lived as he crashes into the windshield of the nearby car and goes limp. The V.I.P of Violence dusts himself off, and looks over his shoulder at the wreckage with a chuckle.

✦JASON JACKSON: Yeah. Now I feel MUCH better.

Without another word, the fighter walks back toward the building and disappears through the door as the camera pans back to the wreckage before going black to end the scene.




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MATCH THREE
SINGLES MATCH

Dom Harter vs Erin Mariani

The bell rang and Erin was all over Dom as she fired off with a running forearm to start things off against the still banged up Harter! She stomped away at him, primarily targeting his ribs as she did so!

Erin kept on the attack in the 2nd minute, performing a monkey flip that sent Dom crashing into the turnbuckles! Around a minute later, she locked in a front facelock and followed it up with rapid knee lifts before tossing him to the mat and covering him again, getting a two count!

In the 4th minute, the hurting Dom did his best to fight back, hitting a spinebuster, but taking a second to go for the cover as he recovered, getting a two count! A minute after that, Harter hit a yakuza kick and desperately went for the cover again, but only got a two count!

Mariani took control back in the 6th minute, rocking Harter with a running elbow! She covered him afterwards, but he kicked out at two! A minute following that, Erin performed an arm trap swinging neckbreaker, then went for the cover again and picked up another two count! In the 8th minute, the Silk & Cyanide member attempted to choke the former two-time FGA World champion, placing her boot on his throat as he was seated in the corner. She let go after a four count, but the audience booed her anyway. Around a minute later, Erin hit a handspring moonsault and covered Dom once more, but he kicked out at two again!

Erin then tried going for Lilith’s Kiss (bicycle knee strike) in the 10th minute, but Dom dodged it at the last second and rolled her up, getting the three count and the surprise win!

He quickly bailed the ring after the match, clutching at literally different parts of his body in pain as a small smile appeared on his face. Erin, on the other hand, looked very annoyed as she stared at Dom, letting him know that he got lucky.

WINNER: Dom Harter (10:37)
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Our cameras race through the backstage corridors of the Golden 1 Center at the sound of shouting. Though Romeo Price can be clearly heard and seen in the doorway of his office as he holds up a hand toward whoever he’s speaking with, the identity of the other occupant is unclear, until our cameraman finally moves through the doorway, revealing Ashlyn De Luca just as she throws the HKW Bloodlust Championship down on the table.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: It’s a f[--]king fake! He’s running around here somewhere with my championship, dude. And I don’t f… I don’t care what excuse he wants to use. He’s a fake champion with my real gold and--

✦ROMEO PRICE: I know, that is why I---

Ashlyn moves a hand through her hair, taking a deep breath.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: I don’t care, dude. What’s the point of having a f[--]king official and a f[--]king Purge if Emilio can just pull some bulls[--]t and say “nah”, I’m still champ? What do I have to do, hunt his ass down and win my own title back?

✦ROMEO PRICE: No, but I do---

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: You want me to go get this done by myself? Since you’re literally sitting back here, not doing ANYTHING--

Romeo shakes his head and balls up his fist banging it on the desk.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Silence! For Christ’s sake Ms. De Luca, will you sit down, keep your mouth shut and open your damn ears for one minute?!

Ashlyn looks as if she wants to say something but seeing how serious Romeo was staring hard at her she knew better than to piss him off than he probably already was with her. She sits down in the chair in front of his desk.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Hmph…

Price slowly takes a sip from his Scotch and nods to himself.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Now...I agree that this is a highly unusual and rightfully so insubstantial situation that I-- like you-- do not approve of. I have already had this conversation with Mr. Vialpando earlier tonight and I see you as a Bloodlust Champion despite the trickery they he and Mr. Capone tried to pull on you.

De Luca has a white-knuckle grip on the arms of the chair. She closes her eyes as she takes a deep breath before leaning back a bit, looking intently at her boss.

✦ROMEO PRICE: You are a Champion no matter how real or fake that belt is. You are a Bloodlust Champion Ms. De Luca and no one is taking that away from you.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Okay…

She nods to herself, rubbing her eyes for a moment before lowering her hands back to the arms of the chair and looking at Price again.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Okay, so-- so what do I do now?

She gestures toward the fraudulent championship and a short, bitter laugh escapes her lips.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: What do I do about that?

✦ROMEO PRICE: Tonight I will meet you both in the ring to propose just how we will settle this. All you have to do is focus on your match tonight and we will take care of this issue later on. Okay?

Ashlyn nods after a few seconds and pushes herself to her feet. There is a tense silence between De Luca and Price but Ashlyn breaks it as she steps to the side, pushing the chair back into place beneath the desk.

✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Alright.

She turns away from Price, but stops before she reaches the door. She takes a long, deep breath before she reaches back for the fraudulent Bloodlust Championship, though she adjusts her grip on it, holding it more like a bludgeon rather than a title belt. She lingers there in front of the doorway, looking at the floor for a moment before shaking off whatever thought came over her and walking out into the corridor. We pan back over to Romeo Price, who sighs a little, expression hardening into one of deep thought as we fade to black.




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As the cameras cut to backstage, the familiar sight of a complete bellend is revealed. Jackie Fowler, the Dynasty Champion, sits upon a production crate in the backstage area of the Golden 1 Center in Sacramento. He wears a pair of torn jeans and an England football shirt, his fat cap upon his head and his championship belt upon his shoulder. He leans over, toking away on his e-cig as he blows out a thick cloud of creamy, white vapour into the camera lens.

✦JACKIE FOWLER: A whole lot of shit is happening around here, innit? On one hand, I’m days away from stepping out there with me wrestling family against a tyrant thought long gone, whose been tormenting them, insulting them and generally an all round fascist fuckwad of the lowest common denominator. And on the other hand, I have a big Barry looking, saggy titted asswipe who can’t admit to being outdone and outplayed, so like the sorest ass of losers, jumps me from behind, throws me into the stage and does the truffle shuffle to celebrate like the obese, gorilla looking, pigeon shit shampooed thundernugget he really is.

Fowler looks fired up and angry, spewing out hot, smoking venom as he also billows out another loud stream of vapour from his customized vapourizer in red and white. He leans forward again, speaking loud and proud in his brash, overpowering, Northern English accent.

✦JACKIE FOWLER: First things first, this might be Defiance, but on Friday I’m going deep, down Underground, teaming up with the man who trained me, Old Man Las, along with me best mate in wrestling, Leander Apollo and the most dangerous Frog in the business, Lady Magdalena. Now why are we doing this? Because we’re sick to frickin’ death of Bobby B. Ballbag and his bullshit mongering antics not only on the Silver Brand, but in his actions that have really hit a hole in our little group. That manipulating twat mong has not only wormed his way into a place of power within HKW, not only screwed over the kids down in RISE, but also what he has done to Lady is downright unforgivable. How he’s exploited her and purposely orchestrated her downfall downright makes me sick. So yeah, I’m going down to the Underground, and I’m going take him down, his Scotch witch bitch, his prized puppy Eileen and even that stalking single white female bitch as well if she wants to come and have a go. This ain’t something you’re gonna wanna miss, ‘cause my fist won’t and if I have to ram it straight up and work ‘em like puppets, you’re damn right I’m going to.

Fowler claps his hands as he places his e-cigarette down, before resting his championship belt across his knees, staring at it admiringly before he peers up to the camera once more.

✦JACKIE FOWLER: As for Nest, if that lard guzzling, flabagascar bitch ass. If he wants to come and have a go, he’s more than welcome to. Yeah, I’ll say it, right here, right now. If Nest wants to have a go, the Bastard of Bowland is right here waiting.

He opens his arms out wide as if inviting the monstrous Nest to come and fight him right here, right now.

✦JACKIE FOWLER: I made it here, made it in HKW, made it to becoming Dynasty Champion from never, ever backing down from a fight. And if he wants a fight, you’re fuckin’ damn right I will give him one.

Fowler hops down, leaning against the crate as he holds open his arms once more in a challenge, pure determination on the young Brit’s face.

✦JACKIE FOWLER: So now all I need is an answer, mate. ‘Cause if you think you’re gonna get away with what you did scot free, you got another thing coming. And what will be coming for you, you just won’t be able to handle. And this title, the title I spent the best part of a year chasing… it’s going fuckin’ nowhere matey boy! And if you accept? You’ll be eating these fists with toothless gums.

And with that challenge, the camera cut away to elsewhere.




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MATCH FOUR
SINGLES MATCH

Leander Apollo vs Sunshine Scandalous Tony Carmine

The match started with the two men locking up before Leander was able to capture early control with a headlock takedown.

In the 2nd minute, Leander continued on the attack, catching Tony with a running lariat that turned him inside out and allowed Apollo to go for the cover, getting a two count! The newest HKW signing continued on the attack a minute following that, hitting a reverse DDT before attempting another pin, only to get another two count! Apollo continued throwing out the offense in the 4th minute, catching Carmine with an exploder suplex! He made the cover afterwards and got another two count!

Tony finally got some offense in a minute after that, slipping behind Leander and catching him with a chop block to the knee! He then locked him into a single leg boston crab, but the wrestling veteran made his way to the ropes and forced the break! In the 7th minute, Carmine sent Apollo out of the ring then proceeded to hit a plancha! He rolled the Ohio born wrestler back into the ring afterwards and went for the pin, but only got a two count! Around a minute later, Tony caught Leander with a spinning discus elbow and covered him, but only got a two count!

Leander turned the tide in the 9th minute, flooring Tony with a European uppercut! He then picked Carmine up and proceeded to hit Leo-Plex Σ (bridging package German suplex)! He got the three count and the victory as the audience popped huge for him!

After the match, Leo looked over at the entranceway and saw Harbinger and Lamia standing there. The two men stared each other down, seemingly headed towards a clash soon.

WINNER: Leander Apollo (9:40)
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Eli Zayn is standing by in front on a Defiance banner, a serious look on his face.

✦ELI ZAYN: Ladies and gentlemen, a current member of the HKW roster has asked for the next few minutes to be able to speak freely and he has been granted this via Romeo Price. Please welcome....Zack Jones!

Zack steps into the shot, dressed in street clothes, before asking for the mic to be handed over to him. Eli does as Zack asks and hands over his mic before exiting the shot, leaving the 2016 YGC winner by himself in front of the camera.

✦ZACK JONES: Sometimes, you need to do things you really don’t want to do. Sometimes, you have to be a man and do what must be done. Sometimes, you gotta do something that might just go against some of your beliefs. I believe that that time has come for me.

Zack sighs.

✦ZACK JONES: When I finished training Jaxon Queen, my first cousin, I told him that the one thing I never wanted was for us to fight. I wanted us to do our own respective thing and let him create a career off of his own merit and he has done that....somewhat. He became HKW World Tag Team champion and after what he did to Luke Wisia, he became the first ever HKW Dynasty champion.

Jones continues to look right at the camera.

✦ZACK JONES: And at the time, I didn’t put too much stock into it. I thought that what he did to Luke was brutal, but it was also an accident. Then he began bragging about it and I realized that my cousin had gone off the deep end and had become a monster, something I wish he hadn’t. But I should’ve stopped him then. I should’ve stepped up to him and struck his ego and stopped him from hurting others when I had the chance. Unfortunately....I was in denial and thought it would just pass.

He shakes his head.

✦ZACK JONES: I was wrong and months later, I realize that I’m the one who must take blame for the monstrosity that runs around here with the name Jaxon Queen. And while it’s too little too late, I’m at least willing to do what is right....right now. I’m willing to put a stop to Jaxon Queen, so let me make it official.

A scowl appears on Zack’s face.

✦ZACK JONES: This is my official challenge to Jaxon Queen for a match at Burial Grounds!

The audience pops as Zack keeps his eyes locked on the camera.

✦ZACK JONES: And I want it to be career vs career! If I can’t beat you, I leave this business and allow you to continue doing what you’re doing. I beat you, I at least put an end to you, the monster. If that doesn’t tell you I’m serious, I don’t know what will.

Jones then drops the mic and walks out of the shot, still scowling as he does so.




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The scene opens to a shot of Romeo Price dressed as suave as usual, finishing up a phone call in his office.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Excellent. We’ll certainly be in touch. Yes, absolutely. Goodby--

All of a sudden, the door to his office swings open and crashes against the door with a loud thud! Romeo instantly perks up in his chair, a look of surprise turning to one of pure confusion as Big Mike Carter and Nyx, Christian Kane’s bodyguards, enter the office - each holding a bluetooth speaker. The Defiance GM goes to speak, but is suddenly cut off once more.


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



Romeo Price’s face quickly turns to one of utter disdain as Christian Kane marches into the room holding a sparkler in one hand and his GO Briefcase in the other as his entrance theme continues to blare from the bluetooth speakers.

✦CHRISTIAN KANE: NOW THAT’S A F**KING ENTRANCE BABY! This was supposed to be pyro though, they wouldn’t let me take some from the stage. Nerds.

He looks around the office for a second before dropping the sparkler, stamping it out then turning to Price, an eyebrow cocked - the music quickly dying down.

✦CHRISTIAN KANE: Hello Romeo. Or should I say DUMB LOSER? Do you remember when I beat you on pay-per-view. People literally paid to watch me kick your idiot butt all over the ring. Then I beat you. Remember that?

The general manager sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose before nodding.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Yes, I do recall that unpleasantness. Was there a reason for your...visit...or did you just come here to unnecessarily gloat about the past like an...imbecile?

✦CHRISTIAN KANE: Ah! See! That’s where you’re wrong Pricey boy ol’ sport. Because it’s not the past, is it? Y’see I was walking through the arena here, getting ready for my main event tonight - and I get this news from a f**king...a god damn...a CLIPBOARD JOCKEY, telling me...TELLING ME that Ace Watson came and found you after the last Defiance and actually...legitimately...convinced YOU to put me in a match against HIM for MY briefcase. Is this Punk’d? Is Ashton Kutcher here? Is it 2008? It must be. It really really must be, because the only person more petty than this was that little bitch boy Tom when I took him out of my top 8 back in ‘08. First friend my god damn ass.

Kane shakes his head, almost in disbelief.

✦CHRISTIAN KANE: Your favourable decisions to anyone not named Christian Kane makes me sick. I won this briefcase fair and f**king square! I stepped into that ring and beat 39 other people to get this briefcase, MY briefcase - and not only do I have to defend it once, but twice?

Romeo Price leans back in his leather office chair, folding his arms - seeming content to let Kane finish as the Canadian begins to pace back and forth as he continues to rant.

✦CHRISTIAN KANE: Kenshin Takamura, you know...whatever. Former Global Champion, sure. I get it. Makes enough sense, you wanna get him off on the right foot here so you try to f**k me over. I outsmart you. I beat Kenshin. Now...Ace? Ace f**king Watson? A guy who’s claim to fame is getting rid of the Pretty Committee? Literally Mr. Bianca Davis - that’s who you’re putting in front of me next?

The Defiance GM leans forward in his chair now, shaking his head, almost pitying Kane who’s now stopped pacing.

✦ROMEO PRICE: You know, Christian - I don’t do this because I hate you. Though I do hate you, obviously. You’re rude, brash, obnoxious, you don’t listen to authority, and I can’t count how many times this company has gotten into hot water because you can’t control your language and behaviour on-air. Oh, and let’s get this straight, you barely spent five minutes in the GO Rumble...so let’s not get too ahead of ourselves, shall we?

He places his hands on the desk, interlocking his fingers.

✦ROMEO PRICE: However, as for Mr. Watson and the rumours you’ve heard surrounding him, it’s true that he came to see me after his match with you, and it’s true that in two weeks time, at House of Pain: Fools Gold he’s going to go one on one with you for your Golden Opportunity Briefcase. The fact of the matter is that Ace Watson defeated you, and Ace Watson earned this opportunity. You can cry foul all you want, though it barely bothers me, Mr. Kane. Your attitude, actions, and behaviour have landed you in this position, so let us be clear - you have no one to blame but yourself.

Henny, with a frown, flips his blonde hair out of his face, slowly nodding at his General Manager.

✦CHRISTIAN KANE: You know what, Price? Fine. I guess I don’t have a choice, right? But when I leave your boy Ace a broken f**king mess in the middle of that ring at Fools Gold, don’t you come crying to me about it. Now if you’ll excuse me, my wife is waiting in my locker room and I'm not wrestling for a damn second tonight unless I get some sloppy toppy. See you never, loser.

He spins on his heels, barking an order at one of his bodyguards, who quickly springs into action.

✦CHRISTIAN KANE: Nyx, get the f**king door!

The slender Nyx swings the door wide open, allowing her boss to exit the office, followed by herself, and then Big Mike, who stares a hole through Romeo Price before leaving.




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MATCH FIVE
SINGLES MATCH

Emilio Vialpando vs Sara Mason

Emilio completely caught Sara off guard to start the match, charging out of his corner to hit a running front dropkick that sent her out of the ring!

Vialpando continued to pretty much assault Sara outside of the ring, sending her into the steel steps while constantly resetting the count by the ref by going in and out. In the 2nd minute, he hit a snap suplex on the outside before finally rolling her back in the ring and quickly going for the cover, getting a two count! A minute later, he hit a blue thunder bomb and attempted another pin, but she kicked out at two!

Mason finally got control of the match in the 4th minute, hitting a one handed bulldog before going for the cover and getting a two count! Around a minute following that, she connected with a sliding clothesline and made another cover, getting another two count! In the 6th minute, she had Emilio face down before hitting a leg drop on his head! Sara then turned him over and attempted the pin, but was only able to nab a two count! The S&C member then performed a Japanese arm drag into the turnbuckles a minute after that, causing some more damage to Emilio! She then hit a crossbody block on a cornered and seated Vialpando in the 8th minute! Mason then covered him after dragging him away from the ropes, but he still powered out at two!

Emilio took back over a minute later, catching Sara with a quick snap DDT before going for the pin and getting a two count! In the 10th minute, Vialpando hit a high knee strike and went for the cover again, but was only able to get a two count! Around a minute following that, he planted Sara with a fireman’s carry neckbreaker and made the cover, but only captured a two count! The Snake of the Upper Echelon then hit a lionsault in the 12th minute, covering one of his possible challengers and getting a two count in return!

Vialpando then missed with a corner splash around a minute later, stumbling backwards enough for Mason to catch him Aphrodite’s Sweet Dreams (heel kick to the back of the head)! Emilio hit the mat with a thud and Sara quickly covered him, getting the three count to some people’s surprise!

After the match, Sara celebrated in the ring while Emilio rolled out of the ring and was being checked on by Tony Capone.

WINNER: Sara Mason (13:55)
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When the scene fades backstage inside of Romeo Price’s office. He and the Assistant General Manager Shannon Elliott seemed to be in the middle of a conversation until the door flies open and Felix Vialpando was seen storming inside.

✦FELIX VIALPANDO: Hey! Hey! Damnit, I need you to do your damn job and help me with my freaking needs!

The two Defiance brass looks up to Felix who just interrupted their conversation. Nonetheless, Romeo seemed to be pleased about Felix being here.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Mr. Vialpando, just the man I wanted to see. We were just talking about you actually.

✦FELIX VIALPANDO: Yeah? Well it had better be about you keeping Johnny Evil the hell way from me! I want a freaking restraining order damnit!

Price and Shannon look at one other confused.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Not quite, I’m afraid.

✦SHANNON ELLIOTT: Felix you attacked Johnny last show and cost him the HKW Bloodlust Championship last Defiance. Now you’re asking for a restraining order?

Felix nods and takes out a notepad.

✦FELIX VIALPANDO: Yes! And I want to be put in witness protection as well!

Romeo rubs his forehead and shakes his head.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Jesus Christ...No. I will tell you just like I told your brother earlier tonight there will be consequences for your actions. And you and Johnny have been at each other’s throats for quite some time now and the only way I see it ending is if you two finally step into the ring against each other for once and for all.

Felix begins to turn pale.

✦FELIX VIALPANDO: Wh...Wha...What?

✦SHANNON ELLIOTT: What did you think would happen, Felix? You would just attack each other and cost each other matches without this happening? A man of your prestige thinkin must’ve thought of this.

Felix throws down the notepad.

✦FELIX VIALPANDO: THAT ISN’T FAIR?!

✦ROMEO PRICE: Life isn’t fair Mr. Vialpando. Now you will be facing Johnny Evil at Burial Grounds in a Bloodlust Rules match. That will be all, please leave.

Felix wants to say something but the stomps his foot and storms out of the room angrily. Two seconds after he leaves Tristan Morris pops in. He sees the notepad on the ground knowing Felix was already here.

✦TRISTAN MORRIS: Um...Apologies, gents.

Morris cautiously backs out of the office and runs in the direction Felix went as the scene fades.




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We cut to a backstage area, where we see Jaxon Queen warming up for his upcoming match with Ashlyn De Luca. However, all of a sudden, he speaks, looking past the cameras on him right now.

✦JAXON QUEEN: Ashlyn De Luca already knows what kind of problem I can be. She’ll realize it once we get in that ring. But right now, I’d really like to talk about my DEAR first cousin, Zack Jones.

Jaxon chuckles.

✦JAXON QUEEN: Career vs career at Burial Grounds? Have you truly thought about the implications here, Zack? After all, you’re not really good at anything else. You’re a mediocre actor, a mediocre gym owner, a mediocre father, and probably a mediocre husband too. You won the 1st ever Young Guns Cup and since then, you’ve done a thing here and there, but nobody has really given a f**k. You’ve become a complacent commodity. That solid hand that people talk about when they need someone who won’t cost them that much money and they can throw anywhere on the card.

Queen continues warming up, stretching.

✦JAXON QUEEN: Have you become so desperate for something to shoot you back into that spotlight that you’d be willing to throw your career away? Because, make no mistake about it, if I accept this match for Burial Grounds, your career is over. It will be your final match. Is this really what you want, Zack? For me to finally end your mediocre career because you don’t got the balls to call it quits yourself? Because if that is the case, I’m warning you now. This won’t just be a career vs career match with me. I’ll go out there...and I’ll end up putting you in the hospital.

Jaxon scoffs.

✦JAXON QUEEN: Fine, consider your challenge accepted...as long as I get a stipulation of my own for this match, which I’ll announce. If you can agree to that, then come down to the ring at House of Pain and say so and I’ll reveal my stipulation. Now, I have a former Bloodlust champion to take care of. You know, she kinda did what you did, but better.

He grins as he walks out of the shot, the scene fading out.




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SINGLES MATCH

Ashlyn De Luca vs Jaxon Queen

The two competitors met in the middle of the ring to lockup. It was very obvious from the get go that ADL would be losing the strength battle as Jaxon kept winning the exchanges between them, sending her down onto the mat repeatedly. He would finally hit a release German suplex seconds later, allowing him to fully get control.

In the 2nd minute of the match, Jaxon hit a running European uppercut before covering Ashlyn and getting a two count! A minute following that, Queen locked De Luca into a sharpshooter, but was able to get to the ropes and force the break!

The former Bloodlust champion then quickly took over in the 4th minute, hitting a frankensteiner on the first ever Dynasty champion! She then covered him and got a two count! Around a minute later, Ashlyn rocked Jaxon with a shining wizard and attempted another pin, but only got a two count again! In the 6th minute, ADL locked in an ankle lock, but Queen was able to get to the ropes and force the break!

The Killer of Fuckboys then got back on offense a minute after that, catching Ash Shmurda with an overhead belly to belly suplex before covering her and getting a two count! Jaxon kept going in the 8th minute, hitting a neckbreaker before going for the pin and picking up another two count! Around a minute following that, Queen hit a rolling elbow and attempted another pin, getting a two count!

In the 10th minute, the Atlanta native got momentum back on her side, rocking her opponent with a headbutt! A minute later, she performed a rope walk into a leg drop, covering her opponent right after and picking up a two count! Ashlyn then floored Jaxon with a high spinning heel kick in the 12th minute, covering him right after and getting another two count!

Queen got back in the driver’s seat a minute after that, leveling ADL with a discus lariat before he went for the pin, capturing a two count! The former Dynasty champion then hit a tiger suplex in the 14th minute, going for the cover once more and picking up another two count! Around a minute later, he hit Jax Mode #1 (Original Falconry) before attempting another pin, getting another two count!

In the 16th minute, Ashlyn moved out of the way as Jaxon went for a corner splash, letting him hit the turnbuckles! He then stumbled around, allowing her to hit The Flyleaf! ADL then went for the cover, picking up the three count to a huge pop!

WINNER: Ashlyn De Luca (16:11)


De Luca allows her arm to fall from the referee’s grasp as she collapses to a knee, still catching her breath from the end of the match. The referee kneels beside her for a second to check but Ashlyn waves him off with a nod.

✦BRIAN MASON: Solid win for De Luca, gaining some traction here, but I get this vibe she’s still blown. She still wants to know what’s up with the HKW Bloodlust Championship.

✦JACK WARREN: “What’s up” with it? She’s not a real champion-- that’s what’s up! Talk to Emilio! Talk to Capone!

✦BRIAN MASON: Think I’m good.

✦JACK WARREN: The Bloodlust Championship is where it belongs. And--

“Down As a Great” hits the PA system and boos echo throughout the arena. Ashlyn’s shoulders slump and she fixes a glare on the ramp, shaking her head a little. She mutters under her breath before using the ropes to pull herself to her feet.

✦JACK WARREN: Haaaa, speak of the devil!

A cobra appears at the center of the Knoxtron for the second time of the night. The camera switches to De Luca, who has regained her footing, seething as she glares at the top of the ramp, waiting for Vialpando. Instead of Emilio walking out onto the stage it was Upper Echelon’s manager Tony Capone! Ashlyn seems to be confused as well as annoyed by this until she’s sent crashing down onto the ground thanks to a hard elbow to the back of the head!

✦JACK WARREN: EEEMMMIIILLLLIIIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

✦BRIAN MASON: Disgusting. This is down right disgusting and dispicable!

✦JACK WARREN: Shut up Mase! The champ is here!

Emilio looks down at Ashlyn as she holds the back of her head and climbs to her feet-- but a second elbow to the skull sends her crashing through the ropes, out to te apron and then the floor, a glazed look already visible behind her eyes. Tony laughs in delight and begins to clap as he makes his way down the ramp. Capone’s men are then seen climbing over the barricade to surround the ring. Groaning, Ashlyn sees this as she looks up. She reaches her hands and knees and scrambles over to the bell keeper’s chair and snatches her “Bloodlust Championship” from out of his grasp.

✦BRIAN MASON: Get outta there Ashlyn!

Instead of getting the hell out of there like Mason suggested, Ashlyn instead rolls in the ring looking to at least get some payback on Emilio before she is pummeled by him and Capone’s security. Emilio looks to be on the ready as he removes his Bloodlust Championship from his waist and holds it up ready to hit her as well.

✦JACK WARREN: What the hell are they gonna do-- Purge on each other?!

The two stare at one another with the fans roaring in the background and then….”Hero” by. Skillet hits the PA System!

✦JACK WARREN: Oh what the hell?! Can’t you see we’re busy here!

✦BRIAN MASON: Shut up Jack. This is exactly what needs to happen!

Defiance General Manager Romeo Price steps out onto the stage looking at the two and calls for the music to be turned off.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Stop right there! Stop right this instant!

Romeo begins to make his way down the ramp, though De Luca and Vialpando are still glaring into each others’ eyes, both seemingly ready to strike!

✦ROMEO PRICE: This here? This is what’s not going to happen!

Romeo begins to make his way up the steel steps then enters the ring. He steps in between them and looks at them both.

✦ROMEO PRICE: You two want to settle this and get your hands on each other? I know it. Emilio, what you and Capone did was wrong. You have no right to pull any kind of trickery like that and I will not stand for it. Like I told you both tonight, Ashlyn is a champion. She is indeed a Bloodlust Champion. But so are you Emilio. You are indeed the Bloodlust Champion but because of your actions you are not the only Bloodlust Champion.

Cheap pop.

✦ROMEO PRICE: With that said...You both will be defending your belts at Burial Grounds.

Another cheap pop.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Those belts will hang high above this very ring and if you two want to remain thee Bloodlust Champion, you both are going to have to use every fiber in your body to achieve such a thing. You’ll need every bit of heart and strength to secure your reigns as champions as you two must climb a ladder in a Ladder Match!

Another cheap pop. Emilio looks to be annoyed with this decision and begins to make his plea, though De Luca doesn’t seem to react, simply side-eyeing Vialpando during his rant.

✦ROMEO PRICE: Shut it, Emilio. I said there would be consequences. I told you there would be. And there comes a certain responsibility when it comes to be a champion...And in this case? A double champion. So yes just like Divine Supremacy you will be in two championship matches but….You won’t have a week off to recover like you did then. Now shut up your mouth and stop your whining like a child. Man the hell up and accept your responsibility and the consequences for your actions!

A roar surges throughout the Golden 1 Center at the announcement. Price shakes his head and tosses his microphone to the mat before exiting the ring, marching up the ramp with a look of frustration on his face. Emilio shouts after Romeo from the ring, arms out to his side before he shakes his head, backing up a bit.

✦JACK WARREN: I don’t know how I feel about this!

✦BRIAN MASON: Seems like it doesn’t matter what you, Capone, Emilio, or anyone else thinks about it. It’s going to happen.

✦JACK WARREN: EMILLIIIOOOO, look out!

Emilio turns around as De Luca swings the belt forward-- but she stops inches short of the Upper Echelon member’s face! Emilio takes a stride backwards, blinking rapidly as he realizes what nearly happened. Ashlyn lowers the belt and motions between herself and the belt that Emilio holds in his hand as she backs toward the ropes, keeping a close eye on Capone’s security as she steps out to the apron.

✦BRIAN MASON: De Luca choosing not to retaliate here tonight-- maybe for her own good-- but Emilio’s night at Burial Grounds is pretty much set. And Upper Echelon can’t be happy about all this.

✦JACK WARREN: Terrible.

Ashlyn backs up the ramp, narrowing her eyes at Emilio as “Paper Planes” hits the PA system. She finally pivots, disappearing into the back while we fade to black on Emilio pacing and seething in the ring.
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Asha Astor is seen walking backstage toward her locker room. She is stopped outside her room by Lola J.

✦LOLA J: Asha...may I have a moment?

Lola asks as Asha smiles at her. She nods her head slowly looking over at Lola with her demented grin.

✦LOLA J: So...there have been rumors swirling around backstage that you set up Lyza Reyes last week by framing her with Kai’s World Title. Do you have any comments?

Asha’s grin fades as she narrows her eyes at Lola.

✦ASHA ASTOR: I offered my friendship to Lyza...and she decided to go against me. We could’ve ruled together..we are co-number one contenders now we could’ve been best friend co-champions.

Asha sighs and puts her head down before immediately changing her tone to a happy one.

✦ASHA ASTOR: But...now she’ll have to fall beneath my feet just like everyone else. I don’t need a THIEF in my kingdom anyway. Lyza Reyes will suffer because of her bad choices...and Kai will-

Just as Asha goes to finish her statement the lights go out. Asha balls her fists up ready to defend herself against the World Champion, but when the lights come on no one’s there. She laughs and shakes her head.

✦ASHA ASTOR: That’s what I thought…

Asha opens her locker room door leaving Lola J. The camera follows her inside revealing the stage hand strapped to a chair wearing death mask. Asha tilts her head walking toward the tied up man. She giggles as she reads her name that is etched onto the forehead of the mask.

✦ASHA ASTOR: How sweet…a present.

Asha says with a smile as the stagehand screams and struggles in his chair; the scene fades out.




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SINGLES MATCH

Ace Watson & Lyza Reyes vs Asha Astor & Christian Kane

The match started off with Ace Watson and Asha Astor for their teams, respectively. Asha quickly got the upper hand after pulling Ace into a headlock, raking his eyes as the ref missed it.

Asha and Christian then began tagging in and out repeatedly in the 2nd minute, stomping a mudhole on the cornered Ace. A minute later, Kane hit a facebuster and quickly went for the cover, picking up a two count!

Watson then managed to get some space in the 4th minute, catching Kane with an exploder suplex before tagging out to Reyes! Around a minute later, Lyza hit a jawbreaker and quickly covered Christian, but he kicked out at two! In the 6th minute, she hit a DDT and went for the cover again, but CK kicked out at two! A minute following that, she locked in a calf slicer, but the Canadian was able to get his hands on the ropes and force the break! Reyes then hit a facebuster of her own in the 8th minute, quickly covering Christian and getting a two count!

CK finally found himself back on offense a minute later, hitting a belly to belly suplex on Lyza before tagging out to Asha! Astor creepily studied Lyza and in the 10th minute, she hit her with a spear before covering her, getting a two count! A minute after that, she locked in an armbar, but Lyza was able to get to the ropes and force a break! In the 12th minute, Astor distracted the ref long enough for CK to run in and hit a lionsault on Reyes before rolling out of the ring! Asha went for the cover, getting a two count!

Around a minute following that, Lyza got the upper hand for her team again, hitting a release German suplex on Asha before tagging Ace in! Watson then got on a roll as he grabbed Astor in the 14th minute and hit a rope elevated DDT before covering her and getting a two count! Ace then hit an Alabama Slam a minute later, covering her again and picking up another two count! In the 16th minute, he rocked her with a shining wizard, but CK came in and broke up the pin attempt before the ref could count 3!

Lyza then entered the ring and she and CK tackled each other out of the ring! Once outside, Kane raked her eyes, blinding her long enough for him to catch her with the SSK! Ace saw this and looked right at CK, the two jawing at one another long enough for Asha to grab Ace from behind and hit Midnight Dream (Regal Cutter)! She then went for the cover and got the three count!

After the match, CK grabbed his briefcase and walked away, raising it high, while Asha told Mason to throw Lyza back in the ring, which he did. Asha then pulled Lyza into a sleeper hold before she began petting her as if she were a doll.

Kai’s music then hit and Mason quickly came around the ring to stop Kai as the two traded blows on the outside! This gave Asha enough time to escape as she raced out of the ring and over the barricade with a smile.

Lyza eventually came to and saw Mason and Kai taking it to one another before she decided she needed to do something. She climbed to the top turnbuckle and aimed to hit Mason with a crossbody....but he moved out of the way, forcing her to crash into and lay out Kai!

Mason quickly bailed out afterwards and Lyza got to her feet and looked at Kai in shock before she looked over to Asha. An annoyed look appeared on Lyza’s face as the two women stared at one another for a few seconds before Lyza turned back and looked at Kai, who scowled back at her as he got to a knee.

The show came to a close with Asha watching from a distance with a smile while Kai and Lyza stared at one another.

WINNERS: Asha Astor & Christian Kane (17:29)
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